[5pearb]

day 1 : dry humping 

pairing jisung x fem reader

word count 1.2k words

warnings explicit language; thigh riding; dry humping; (v slight) degradation. lmk if i missed anything.

a/n some jisung smut to start off kinktober! hope you all enjoy. feedback is welcome, as always :)

© all content belongs to qtchangbin 2020. do not modify, translate or repost.

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[clandestine-lixie]

[8:30] bang chan x female reader

[warnings: hard dom, fingering, orgasm denial, bondage, vibrator, degradation]

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[lixesque-deactivated20230527]

ruin ⇀ l.d.h.

➤ haechan doesn’t usually need to prove anything to anyone, but when you doubt him it’s a little different

➤ pwp; dom!haechan (both hard & soft), sub fem!reader, cocky haechan, degradation, dirty talk (like… so much), dumbification, grinding, humiliation, oral fixation, oral sex (fem receiving), pet names (princess, sweetheart, slut), praise kink (slightly implied), slow burn, reader goes into subspace, unprotected sex (please remember to use protection!). haechan’s got a really big dick

➤ a note on subspace: brought on by an influx of adrenalin and endorphins, subspace is when the submissive reaches a natural chemical high and mimics the feeling of being drunk or high. submissives are typically very exhausted afterwards, both emotionally and physically. using safewords while in subspace may not be possible, as it is common for the submissive to become nonverbal; the dominant must monitor the sub very closely for nonverbal cues during intercourse. subspace is different for every submissive, and is best achieved when total trust is placed in the dominant (if you want to go into subspace during sex, please make sure you are with someone you trust completely!)

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➤ a/n: this is pure filth. i’m so sorry

“There’s no way.”

Haechan raises an eyebrow. “Come again? What’s ‘no way’?”

“I mean,” you shift on the edge of your best friend’s bed, where you’re perched, “there’s no way you can ‘break a girl’, or whatever you wanna call it, just by fucking her.”

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[jenoismydad]

Just Give In

pairing: jeno x reader

genre: smut; fem receiving, fingering, dirty talk, a very bratty reader, choking, marking, rough and unprotected sex

words: 2.5k+

A/N: lowercase intended. this has no paragraphs and its long so i’m just going to put the read more here. smut is right underneath it ;)

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[loverhyuck-deactivated20230406]

sweet dreams

pairing: sub!renjun x dom!reader

word count: 1.6k

summary: renjun has a wet dream and you help him out bc you’re that good of a partner

contains: cursing, edging, light degradation, light self-degradation

a/n: ok so hi, this is my first fic, i’m not really too sure about it but i frankly had a lot of fun writing this so yea. big fat smooch to @staranonthoughts bc she’s the one that encouraged me n reviewed this fic, she’s an actual angel<3 and dont hesitate to tell me your thoughts on this! (pls excuse any mistakes)

it was past midnight when you were woken up by your boyfriend, renjun, who seemed to have trouble sleeping. when you turned around to see what was going on, your eyes directly fell upon the problem that he was having. baby boy was laid on his back, his fists tightly clutching his shirt as his hips were desperately grinding against thin air. his mouth slightly open, letting soft whimpers escape his throat.

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[loviejaehyun-deactivated2023081]

this means war (m)

pairing: haechan x reader

genre: pure smut, boyfriend!haechan

warnings: swearing, sexual teasing (lots of touching with hands, mouths, and a foot oops), handjob, edging, orgasm denial, overstimulation (male)

words: 2.4k

a/n: thank you for 600 followers I am SO TOUCHED!!!! let me know if you like this!!

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[cherrysung]

dom antics

pairing: boyfriend!jeno x reader

genre: smut / slight fluff

warnings: soft dom!jeno, very slight degration, praising, fingering, oral (f. receiving), riding, unprotected sex (stay safe!)

prompts: none.

summary: a pleasant twist is always openly welcomed, but with your boyfriend’s inevitable nature, how will you present the idea?

requested by anon.

word count: 1.6k

note: anon I’m so sorry I’ve taken so long, this is most likely schedule because I’m on a short break to get my life together. when this is posted though, I hope this is what you wanted and I truly hope you enjoy it! and thank you for waiting! ps. I’m unable to add a “read more” option until a bug with my blog gets fixed.

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Eyes that creased exactly into moon crescents and a smile that made everyone want to squeeze his cheeks were not enough to fool you anymore, but they were small characteristics that also made you fall hopelessly in the beginning. Now you knew, those were meant to be seen, sure—but not what happened behind closed doors—not what happened to you, behind closed doors.

Jeno was far from being the sweet soul everyone thought he was, but at least some of his kindness managed to shine within the endless torture he’d sometimes put you through. Just for his amusement.

Your legs thrashed chaotically and unstoppably on the bed, you still had not even reached your first orgasm, but your boyfriend already had you feeling so riled up with his constant, teasing touches.

“Babygirl, we haven’t even gotten started,” Jeno chuckled with a hint of surprise in his voice. All he had been doing was mischievously kiss and suck at your neck for several minutes while his hands caressed your sides. You now laid on the soft mattress all at his mercy, legs still kicking desperately in annoyance at his lack of touches where it actually mattered—between your thighs. Soaked, and dripping, between your thighs.

“You have been teasing for so long.” You simply stated, rolling your eyes when he once again lowered his head to your neck, slightly wet lips pressing soothing pecks on your sensitive skin.

He continued to suck purples, reds and blues all around your neck and collarbones, occasionally shifting lower in the direction of your bare chest but never fully reaching your hard nipples. All because he felt like it.

You whined once again, back arching until your chest was pressed against his own, and Jeno could only smile at your impatience. He might be hard on you, constantly tricking you into believing you’d be finally receiving a different treatment other than the colorful masterpieces he never failed to leave on your neck, only to then later edge you to extreme heights that had you reaching the sky and touching the bright stars while tears streamed down your face at his unmerciful ministrations.

Still, even with the wet mascara staining your hot cheeks and your body constantly jumping at the oversensitivity while your lips spilled nonsense, there was always a small action of his paired with the rest of his ruthless movements that very slightly balanced everything. As a result, a special and unique moment was created.

“Use your words or I’ll carry on doing this until I force the begging out of you. What sounds better?”

You whined—again—and you had lost track of how many times you had already pathetically attempted to move his hands somewhere else; yet, they always returned to their previous position on your waist.

“P-Please Jeno, touch me! I’m so d-desperate for you to touch me.” The words left your lips in stutters, absolutely drowned in impatience you no longer cared how ridiculous you might sound.

Your boyfriend smiled, and there it was again, the eye creasing smile that had made you fall in love with him. Had it not made an appearance during the current situation, your cheeks would’ve immediately been painted pink and your hands would’ve quickly moved on their own to cup the boy’s face and lovingly press your lips against his. Right now, though, all you wanted to do was slap the look away.

“Yes, princess? Touch you? Where do you want me to touch you? Show me.” He cooed adorably, body still hovering over yours as he lovingly pecked your cheeks and forehead.

You nodded, gently taking his bigger hand in yours and guiding downwards; down, down, down, until it was innocently resting over your warm heat, barely convered by your sheer, lace underwear. Silently, you moved his remaining hand up to your lonely tit before locking eyes with him, the gaze enough to let him know just how much you wanted this.

He wasted no time in tearing the fabric off your pussy, but you were too far drunk on his touches to muster out any complaints. Instead, you whimpered more, absolutely impatient after being teased for so long.

“You’ll have to shut up if you even remotely want any of this, you know?” He whispered sinfully in your ear, fingers running up and down through your wet folds playfully. “My pretty, little slut.”

Jeno plunged two fingers into your hole with no warning whatsoever, setting a fast pace right away that had your legs thrashing around the sheets once again and both your hands covering your mouth to stop any sounds of pleasure from spilling. He curled, and caressed your sweet spot; he knew all your weaknesses and favorite places better than you ever could.

Your back continuously arched off the bed, clit occasionally rubbing against his wrist every time you raised your hips. His free hand left your breast, instead replacing it with yours before taking hold of your legs and wrapping them around his neck. In no time your boyfriend was diving into your pussy, tongue swirling around or llicking at your sensitive nub and folds that shined with your juices, all while a third finger was added into your clenching walls.

“J-Jeno, I’m going to cum.” You whimpered, unable to remain quiet any longer as you pinched at your nipples in ecstasy.

“Nonsense.” He replied, a whine leaving you when all ministrations came to a halt. He moved his face away from your cunt, all for you to admire the light sheen of your wetness on his chin and pink lips. “You’ll cum with my dick.”

You nodded desperately, if it weren’t for the current scenario he would’ve surely laughed at how impatient you were for his cock. Yet, he didn’t, because he was just as excited to fuck you deep into the mattress and tell you how good of a girl you are. Right?

A thought that had been on your mind for a few weeks now struck you once again, and you fiddled with your fingers nervously as you scanned over the boy who was currently undressing himself.

He must’ve noticed your sudden state of daze, hand gently guiding your chin so your eyes would stare back at him. “What’s wrong?”

You blinked once, twice; eyes immediately looking elsewhere before you confessed, “could I try riding you today? If you aren’t fine with the idea then we can just forget it though—”

“Let’s do it.”

“Really?” Your eyes locked with his brown orbs, the slight nod of his head and the smile that adorned his lips enough to assure you.

Soon, you were straddling Jeno, his hands gripping at your waist as you lowered yourself down onto his angry cock, the tip red and swollen as precum ran down the sides.

Moans left the two of you as you took all of him, a groan falling off his lips once he was fully settled deep inside your warm walls, the feeling heavenly and like none other he had felt before. Now, he wondered why he hadn’t asked you for this any earlier.

“Baby, you take my dick so well. So full of it. Good fucking girl.” He gritted out, lips gingerly kissing at your neck before nuzzling his face into your tits.

You began moving ever so slightly, slowly moving up and down his dick to test the waters. You had no idea what you were doing, but it felt incredible for the both of you. The tip of his dick kissed at your sweet spot with no problem, eliciting whimpers that rumbled from your chest and shocks of shivers that ran down your spine.

Jeno continued to suck on one of your nipples, your movements becoming faster and faster by the minute, and in no time—you were bouncing on your boyfriend’s dick as if you had been doing it for years.

“Fuck!” He groaned, letting you take full control of the pace while the bed creaked loudly, the sound of skin slapping and your unholy sounds the only thing that echoed between the four walls you were in. “You are doing so well, baby, so so good.”

He could only bask in the feeling of his cock sliding against your slick walls, constantly reaching the deepest parts of your heat deliciously as it clenched around his throbbing shaft.

“J-Jeno, I won't last much longer—”

He caressed your sides gently before thrusting up into your hole, and you wordlessly thanked him with a passionate kiss as the burning in your thighs gradually went away. Jeno pulled you closer to his body, loving the feeling of your tits bouncing against his chest before bringing one hand to your clit, rubbing quick circular motions and eventually prompting your much awaited release after so much teasing.

His hands held your shaking body tenderly, rubbing at your back soothingly as his movements abruptly stopped and ropes of his cum filled your hole, the white substance trickling down your thighs not too much long after.

He sighed, hips slightly grinding into you while you rested your face limply on his shoulder, pressing light kisses on your cheeks as the both of you came down from your highs.

“You should ride me more often.” Jeno smiled, carefully moving your body off his member and laying you down on the fluffy sheets. He threw on some new underwear and sweats and returned from the bathroom with a warm washcloth to clean the dried juices from your thighs.

You smiled back at him, eyes threatening to flutter close as you jumped at the oversensitivity whenever the cloth got too near your heat. “Really? I thought you wouldn’t like the idea since you always like being in control.”

“Correction—I’m still in control, that’s why I’m letting you fuck me.”

“Of course.” You snorted, watching him get rid of the cloth before joining you on the bed, immediately snuggling up to him and resting your cheek on his bare chest.

“We should probably take a shower soon.” He whispered, fingers running through your hair.

“Later. I know what a shower together usually means, you pervert.”

“You know it. I love you.”

[starryhyuck]

anon said: there simply aren’t enough fics about johnny eating pussy

anon said: i just… think about daddy dom johnny

anon said: ok but anon was right tho there SIMPLY isn’t enough fics about johnny eating pussy. that man eats pussy like it’s the last meal, from the back, all of dat good stuff

spoiled; 2.2k+

So, Johnny likes to eat pussy.

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[dreamingabouthendery]

game of thrones

your year-long relationship with yangyang has come with a number of surprises. there was that time when he surprised you with a puppy, followed by the time he gave you a necklace you’d been wanting for the better part of six months, but not before he’d replaced your old, run-down laptop you needed for school. it was safe to say he’s the most attentive boyfriend you’ve ever had.

the biggest surprises, however, have come in the form of sexual endeavors. like the first time you asked to peg him and he actually agreed, or the time when he asked to overstimulate you to the point of tears. this, however, is the latest surprise - one that you’re more than happy to oblige.

‘yes, that’s it, baby,’ yangyang hisses from underneath you as you slowly lower yourself down over your favorite face. ‘how’s that? you comfortable?’ he grins up at you.

you nod your head, steeling yourself for when his mouth makes contact with your pussy. as soon as it does, though, you find that nothing could’ve prepared you for how good it would feel. yangyang’s used his mouth on you countless times with it being his favorite way to get you off, but there’s something about the way he urges you further down by the hands on your hips that makes you feel extra dirty.

you gasp and your hands plunge into the soft honey-colored locks of his head, tugging slightly. he looks up at you with lust-filled eyes as his tongue flicks your clit just the way you like it, causing you to arch your back and squeeze your eyes shut. ‘fuck, yangyang.’

he hums underneath you, breaking away only to let out, ‘you like that, ____?’

you nod and he dives back in, lapping at your entrance before swirling his tongue around your clit, teasing you with the most delicious torture. you whine as you pull at his hair harder, earning a growl from him as he glares at you jokingly.

he gets the message though, instantly pushing his tongue in and out of your entrance, fucking you with the wet muscle and making you gush more essence onto his already slippery lips. he moans, snaking his hand up the oversized t-shirt still hanging off your frame to smack your ass and your hips jolt forward, sliding up so that the tip of his nose nudges your clit and you clench around his tongue.

‘do that again.’ he says, placing both hands on your ass and encouraging you to grind down on him.

you bit your lip in uncertainty, worried about literally suffocating him but your worries are put to rest when he all but whines, ‘please, baby?’

you start slow, with little pressure, moving your hips over his tongue which he’s laid flat. yangyang soon grows impatient, though, and moves your hips with his hands. you cry out when he sucks at your clit, encouraging you to continue the pace he’s set.

and so you do, spurred on by the groans yangyang lets out from under you and his persistent comforting circles in the crease of your hip. your clit continuously bumps against his nose and you manage out an ‘i’m close’ to which he responds by slurping up your juices and flicking your bud of nerves with his tongue every time you draw back until eventually you moan and your hips stutter, your legs clamping around his head, but he pays it no mind, relentlessly licking, sucking and nipping at your clit as your eyes roll back.

as you come down, he licks you clean, the lewd noises causing your face to heat up and you pull away from him with a whimper at the overstimulation.

he grins up at you, licking his lips of you as you pant above him. ‘good?’

‘amazing,’ you breathe, looking at him in awe. ‘where did you learn to do that?’

he laughs, pulling himself up onto his elbows. ‘nowhere. you were so hot.’

you smile shyly and move your hand down towards his pelvis, saying, ‘let me help you, too.’

he halts your hand and you frown, giving him a questioning look. ‘actually, i’m good.’ he looks meek, a light pink dusting his cheeks.

‘yang, are you sure? i want-’

‘babe.’ he whines and buries his face in your chest and you finally catch on as you feel a wet patch on the front of his pants.

‘oh, oh.’ you finally say in understanding before you smirk. ‘was it that good?’

he grumbles out an ‘are you kidding me?’ muffled by his shirt you’re wearing and you laugh before pulling him into a kiss.

‘thank you, baby.’ you grin. ‘and i’m honored.’

he groans and you laugh, peppering his face with kisses until he eventually cracks a grin of his own.

[dilfj3no-deactivated20251023]

jjh | take it

warnings | rough + unprotected sex, overstim, light chocking, degradation, dumbification, creampie, etc.

a/n | someone requested rough smut, can’t find the ask for the life of me (i cant find quite a few asks for some reason...) but i enjoyed writing this one. please excuse any errors, my lazy ass doesn’t spell check 🤭

all you could do was shake in jaehyun’s clutches as he fingered you through yet another orgasm.

“t-too much, jae- fuck!” you grabbed at his wrist, trying to push him away but he was far stronger and you were only growing weaker with each pump.

“don’t act like you don’t love it,” he growled against your neck, the feeling of your ass against his erection as he held you on down on his lap eating away at his resolve. “me making you cum ‘til you can’t think straight.” he nipped at your skin marking you as you gushed all over his fingers, filling the room with pitchy squeals of pleasure.

you had no time to collect yourself after your high before jaehyun manhandled you onto all fours. the only thing keeping your quivering body in position being his large hands gripping on to your waist. his tip prodded at your entrance, teasing it until you couldn’t help but jerk back for more.

“i thought you’d had enough,” he chuckled as you whimpered pleas into the sheets beneath you. “fuck, you’re pathetic!” his hand wrapped around your neck pulling you up so your back was against his chest, “if you want me to fuck you then beg like the good whore you are.”

his grip restricted your airflow just enough so you felt light headed but could speak.

“please, fuck me jae,” you choked out, tears pricking at your eyes as your core burned with the desire to be pounded raw. “want your cock, p-please!”

your body went nimb as he thrust into you. eyes rolling back, mouth hanging open, only a few strangled moans leaving it. your mind was blank, all you could feel was the unbelievable stretch his cock gave you - it was a wonder he hadn’t split you open with the way you clamped around his girth.

“shit, always so fucking tight for me.” jaehyun could have cum right then and there. he took a few seconds to calm himself before setting off, his thrusts hard and deep from the get-go.

his hands pressing your back into a deeper arch as he pistoned into your limp figure. he rasped praises into your ear, but you were too far gone to even process them as anything but baritone noises. at this point you were nothing but a docile toy for him to use as he wished.

“take me so well, that’s my little fuckdoll.” a part of him would have liked to see the fucked out expression on your face; your eyes glazed with lust and drool escaping from the corner of your lips as he fucked you dumb. but, the view he had from behind was just as good. he couldn’t control the urge to slap one of your ass cheeks, eliciting a weak mewl from you.

with you, jaehyun couldn’t control himself - his usual patience wearing thin far too quickly - but you could take wherever he threw at you. it’s like you were made just for him.

he continued to hit the flesh with a barrage of firm slaps, relishing in the way your walls spasmed with each strike. it was only when you started to claw at the mattress and cry out hysterically that he realised the effect it was having on you.

“close, hmm?” his nails dug into your waist as he sped up, hitting spots that drove you mad. the sound of his skin slapping against yours got louder along the with your screams. a hand came down to cirlcle over you clit, still sensitive from the abuse it had endured from the countless orgasms he’d already given you.

your voice got caught in your throat as you released, stars lit up behind your eyes which you’d screwed shut. meanwhile, jaehyun didn’t falter for a second, getting to work to chase his own ecstasy. the way your walls convulsed as if to milk it out of him only fueled him to adopt an animalistic speed.

“this slutty little pussy just can’t get enough, can it?” you couldn’t even respond, the only word you knew was his name and you were repeating it incessantly. “gonna cum so fucking deep inside, you’ll take it right?” he started to grunt, his thrusts getting more sparrodic but deeper; jaehyun was a man of his word, he wanted to pump his seed into you as deep as he could get it.

“shit, y/n. that’s it, baby ugh-“ he laid himself over you, kissing against the top of your spine “t-take it,” a string of drawn out curses followed as he emptied himself inside of you, rocking himself into you until the last drop.

leaning back on his heels, he slapped your ass one last time and you jolted with a mewl. he laughed at your pitiable state: his cum leaked out of your sore, sopping hole to trickle down your quaking thighs. the sight seemed make his head grow cloudy again as blood rushed down back to his cock again.

he was nowhere near done with you yet...

[starryhyuck]

can i request something with a mean dom haechan and a subby reader? extra points for crying, degradation, or orgasm control :)

you were hyuck’s whore. confirmed.

it wasn’t ever something you were ashamed of. you liked being on your knees, begging hyuck to fuck your mouth until your throat’s raw. you liked being edged until you cry, hearing hyuck call you a dirty slut when you feel your orgasm building. you liked wearing a skirt for him on his birthday just so he could finger fuck you when the other members aren’t looking.

but sometimes, hyuck got really mean with you.

you never minded, especially because on the nights he was extra mean he always brought you incredible orgasms.

something happened to him in practice today and tonight turned into one of those nights.

you were facing the mirror as you sat in hyuck’s lap, his fingers spreading your folds apart. you were completely naked while he was still wearing his clothes from dance practice.

you moan, crying out at his touch as your back arches against his chest. he’s edged you for what seems like hours now, refusing to bring you to an orgasm.

he delivers a slap to your pussy, growling in your ear. “fucking slut. look at yourself. all dripping wet on the floor because you’re so fucking desperate to get fucked. you want that, don’t you?”

you whimper as a form of response, grabbing his hand as you try to get him to move. he laughs and uses one of his arms to pin you down in your spot. your lips part when one of his fingers slide into you, the squelch vibrating throughout the room.

the door is locked and johnny’s gone out for dinner, knowing exactly how long hyuck would take with you. you don’t even know if any of the other members can hear your loud whines.

hyuck thrusts a finger slowly inside you, curling it upwards as you moan against his touch. he uses his thumb to circle your clit and you flinch, already feeling your orgasm build up.

“so responsive,” he mutters, licking a stripe up your neck. “you want to cum?”

“yes, please,” you beg, gripping his wrist. “i’ve been good, hyuck. please let me cum.”

he hums as if he’s thinking about it and you whine frantically when he retracts his finger from your pussy.

“no no no,” you mumble, trying to push him back inside you. he chuckles devilishly at your neediness.

“only good girls get to cum.”

“i’m a good girl,” you insist, thrashing against him. “i’m a good girl. i want to cum so badly, hyuck. please.”

you grind your hips down on his clothed cock and he growls at you, one hand holding you firmly in place.

“good girls don’t disobey.”

“i’m sorry,” you immediately apologize. “i’m sorry. i won’t do it again, i promise.”

his fingers move up to cup your breast, his thumb swirling around your nipple. he smiles at you through the mirror, turning your chin so that you’re no longer facing him. you catch the sight of yourself — spread completely for him on the floor with his hands all over your body.

you watch as his hand moves downwards until he’s cupping your pussy. you’re completely dripping, making a small puddle underneath your legs. johnny wasn’t gonna be happy about this mess.

he enters a finger inside of you again and you moan loudly.

“then cum if you’re such a good girl.”

it only takes mere seconds for you to reach your climax after being edged for hours. you convulse around him, gripping his arm as you experience the biggest mind blowing orgasm of your life.

when you come to, hyuck is licking his fingers, groaning at the taste of your essence.

“is there something else you want?” he asks in a hushed whisper, manhandling your body so that you’re directly pressed against him. the tip of his clothed cock nudges against your entrance. “don’t you think i’ve been too nice with you? i haven’t even gotten to cum yet.”

“i’m sorry,” you apologize again, moving your hand to palm him. he hisses at your touch. “fill me up. use me to cum. i want you so badly, hyuck. please please please.”

he slaps your pussy again and you jolt. “yeah? you wanna be fucked on the floor like a nasty whore? wanna be used as my personal cum dumpster? is that what you want?”

you feel tears brimming at your eyelids, so fucking desperate to feel his cock stretching out your small hole. you cry and nod at his words, chewing on your bottom lip.

he shoves his sweatpants down and his cock springs up, tip red and leaking. he pumps himself a few times and you can feel yourself getting wetter at the sight of him.

“you want this?” he teases, thumb running over his slit to spread the precum that’s oozing out.

“yes yes yes. i’ll do anything, hyuck.”

he laughs at how determined you are to have his cock inside you.

he rubs his cock up and down your entrance, teasing you. you can already imagine how warm he’ll be when he’s finally inside of you. you groan at the thought, so tempted to sink down on him.

“i don’t know,” he muses, eyes on you as you stare at his angry cock. “how do i know you deserve to be fucked?”

“i do, hyuck, you know i do,” you wail. “i’ve been so good for you. i’ll let you use me whenever you want.”

“whenever?” he chuckles. “what about right before i go on stage? fucking you in a storage closet for an adrenaline boost?”

“yes yes,” you agree, turned on by the idea.

“what if someone walks in on us? what are you gonna do then?”

“i’ll take your cock like a good girl and let them watch.”

he grunts. “such a good girl.”

he lines himself up to your entrance and thrusts into you. he feels so warm inside of you and you both groan when he bottoms out.

he wastes no time, throwing you on the floor as he begins thrusting into you. you whine, definitely going to have rug burns in the morning. his fingers grip your hips as he establishes a fast pace, his tip going deep to find your sweet spot.

your cheek is smashed against the floor as he slaps one of your ass cheeks. you cry out, starting to feel some of the tears spilling out.

“fucking slut,” he hisses, grunting as he rams into you. “i could fuck you all night and you would still be hungry for more. and so fucking tight. your pussy’s clenching so hard around me. missed my big cock?”

“yes yes,” you blubber, saliva dripping down your chin. you’re a complete mess, exactly how he likes it. “missed you stretching me out. feel so empty without you.”

“that’s right.”

he grabs a fistful of your hair and pulls. the pain topples you into another strong orgasm, eyes rolling back as you clench down on his cock. once your orgasm subsides, hyuck slaps your cheek again.

“don’t cum again until i say so.”

you whimper but you listen, taking his cock as he uses you to cum. your second orgasm builds fast after the first, hyuck’s tip judging against your sweet spot with every single thrust. you’re so close and he knows it, taking all of his power to piston into you.

“please,” you whisper, the pleasure becoming too overwhelming. “i’m a good girl.”

he groans. “then cum for me, good girl.”

you wail when you cum again and hyuck follows soon after you, shooting his thick ropes of cum inside of your tummy. you feel warm and sticky, and completely full of him.

when you’ve both finished, your body goes limp, completely collapsing on the floor. hyuck’s cock slips out of you and you think that this is the end. that he’s finished for the night.

you are so completely wrong.

he fingers you to another two orgasms and eats his cum out of you, juices dripping down your legs by the time johnny comes back from dinner.

[angelicmark]

genre: smut

warnings: handjob, whiny jaemin :), cum eating?

wc: 774 (this is super short, sorry!)

summary: wanting to watch your boyfriend fall apart for you.

jaemin huffs out a breath, head lolling to the side to look at you as he scrunches his eyes closed. your hand works quicker on his hard, wet cock, urging him closer and closer to his release. you watch as jaemin opens his mouth slightly, eyebrows furrowing as he lets out a puff of air while trying to conceal his noises. he looked so pretty like that, sweat gathering on his forehead as he continues to let moans pour from his lips.

“feel good?” you ask, tilting your head as you stay seated next to him on the bed. he licks his lips, eyes hooded as they slowly open before fluttering back closed as you press your thumb harder against his tip. “come on, answer me, baby.”

he groans, biting his lower lip so hard it starts to become sore, drawing a little bit of blood. he can taste it in his mouth, making him let out a soft whimper that travels through the air. and he hopes you didn’t hear it, but you definitely did judging by the smirk on your face as you work your hand faster. he slightly bucks his hips up, gasping when you flick your wrist and add wonderful pressure to his tip that causes him to become weak in your hands.

“i asked you a question,” you use your other hand that wasn’t on his cock to grip his chin, a stern expression on your face.

he gasps, “yes, fuck yes. feels so .. s-so good.” his voice becomes deeper, trailing away from him the more he talks as his words fade into nothing but loud moans. he looks so fucking pretty like that, too. his hair was becoming matted, sticking to his forehead as sweat covered him all over. he was glistening, beautiful under the soft moonlight showing through the window.

you tilt your head, looking at his lips as he licks them, “you like my hand on your cock, huh jaem?” he stutters at the nickname, groaning as he presses his heels into the mattress and thrashes beside you. the cocky look in your eyes makes him whine again. “so desperate for me,” you click your tongue at him.

jaemin swears he’s never felt so damn good before. he wasn’t used to you being so demanding and dominate. it was making him lose his mind, unable to stop the bucking of his hips as he uncontrollably starts basically fucking your hand.

you raise an eyebrow, “wanna fuck my hand, hm? come on, baby.” you kiss his neck, trailing your kisses there before leaving a bruise on his collarbone, smiling at your work. “fuck my hand, fuck me like you’re fucking my pussy.”

he gasps, and his hands tug desperately at the sheets below him, “c-close.. fuck! i’m so fucking close, y/n.” his voice becomes a little more high pitched, but it sends a rush down to your abdomen and makes you clench your thighs together. jaemin doesn’t see it, though. too focused on his needed high.

you tighten your grip on his cock, making him spiral and you watch as his knuckles turn white while he humps up into your grip, “gonna cum, baby? come on, you can cum, jaemin. make a mess all over your pretty tummy and my hand.”

“cumming, i’m.. fucking cumming,” he groans, a long drawn out moan of your name leaving his lips as he releases all over himself, his hips stuttering and slowing down. you grip him tightly, watching as his cum flows over your hand too. you smile to yourself, seeing his head thrown back and his eyes shut closed. you bring your cum covered hand to his lips, tapping lightly for him to open up. he hums, opening his eyes as he takes your fingers into his mouth and cleaning them dry. you lick your lips, leaning in for a kiss. he easily accepts you, one of his hands reaching for the back of your neck and deepening the kiss. you can taste his cum, slightly bitter, but you don’t mind. not for as long as it’s him. the kiss was messy, all over the place, but you loved it anyway.

when you pull away, he’s gasping for air and looking at you with hooded eyes, “i love you.”

you chuckle, “i love you, too, nana.”

he grins, before looking down at his stomach and seeing his cum all over him. “i gotta shower now. join me?” he looks at you with stars in his eyes, and you just can’t say no to him. he is the love of your life, after all.

you grin back, “of course.”

[moonlit-jeno]

Anonymous said: 4 WITH JAEHYUN

explicit sexual content, female reader

“Fuck, don’t stop.” The way Jaehyun’s fucking you right now has bliss flooding your entire body, your jaw hanging slack with the pleasure of it. You try to pull him closer and your nails rake down his back, drawing a his out of your boyfriend at the sting. His thrusts get harder and you cling to him like a lifeline. “Kiss me?”

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tqa - ii.

genre: smut (m) words: 1129

Johnny is big.

He had long legs, long strides that carried him across rooms way faster than you; big hoodies that fit him snugly and practically drowned you, big hands that swallowed yours whenever he clasped it in his and the sweetest and biggest smile that made his eyes become tiny crescent-shaped moons.

Although six feet, he towered over everyone around him in a way that made him appear well over 6'0". In fact, 6'0" seemed insufficient sometimes to describe just how large he is, to explain exactly how big he is in comparison to you. It had surprised you at first when you’d heard it, expecting 6'3" or 6'4" since he definitely gave the vibe of someone who was taller than even average tall men.

So of course, by default, it didn’t come as a surprise then when you were taken aback yet again by exactly how big he was in bed.  

You’d been with men of impressive girth before but none of them—not even one could hold a candle to what Johnny is. Not one of them had reached so deep inside you in places that you didn’t know existed, hitting spots that had your toes curling in pleasure, that had white blinding your vision and screams leaving your throat sore in a way that you’d only deemed possible in cheap porn.

Johnny knew this. He knew it and he loved it.

He loved the way you looked beneath him. He loved every time that you arched your back for him, every thrust that made your fingers grip the sheets beneath you, every slam that made the bed quake and every sound that left your swollen lips.

There was nothing Johnny loved more than absolutely wrecking you. You used to think he probably had a thing for rough sex but then each time that he’d let his fingers slide beneath the hem of his sweater that had hung loosely over your much smaller frame and his eyes had darkened as he watched you struggle on your tiptoes to reach for the cereal that he purposely stored at the top shelves that only his giant self could reach, you realised that he just loved how “tiny” you were in comparison to him.

You’d confirmed this after the countless times that he’d fucked you over the kitchen counter, never even bothering to take off the massively huge hoodie.

Perhaps it was the quarantine that had caused Johnny to go absolutely feral tonight—you’d been lying on the couch, legs sprawled over his as you mindlessly scrolled through Instagram and he’d been staring at the way you took up only half the couch while he could hardly fit his entire legs on it. You’d blinked and he was carrying you to the bedroom, ripping your oversized shirt off as he laid you on the bed and spreading your legs before you could even realise what was happening.

There were tears stinging the corners of your eyes now, blurring your vision as you breathlessly stared up at him. You were almost hanging off the edge of the bed, Johnny standing against the wooden frame with one hand holding your leg up high by the ankle while the other hand rested on your other thigh to keep your legs open as he thoroughly sawed you in half.

Johnny loved how wet you got for him, how tight your pussy felt around his pulsing member as it thrusted in a rapid pace that had you seeing stars as he rocked the bedframe. You’d already cum a couple times but you knew it wasn’t over—it wouldn’t be until he made you pass out from your own pleasure or he drove you as close as he could to that point.  

Your eyes were closed when you felt his big warm hand suddenly leave your thigh and against your stomach. Fluttering your lids open, you glanced down and incoherent babbles mindlessly left your mouth as you saw the way your lower abdomen bulged each time he thrusted into you, the outline of his long and thick length clearly visible beneath your skin.

You involuntarily clenched around his cock at the sight, feeling your arousal heighten at how erotic it looked, how deep inside he was, how you could visibly see the way that he was fucking you ruthlessly and you heard Johnny groan at the sensation of your walls tightening.

Cursing, he took both your ankles then and pressed your legs down such that your knees reached your chest as he bottomed out inside you. His balls slapped against your rear, cock buried to the hilt and sheathed fully inside you while you moaned at the delicious stretch around him. You gasped loudly, a combination of his name and a string of curses as he fucked you faster and rougher with swift rapid strokes now, barely giving you a second to breathe—pulling himself out almost completely before slamming back fully into you to hit every spot that had you screaming his name. Certain that your back would definitely give out at this point, your fingers clutched the sheets desperately in an effort to keep you grounded as Johnny took you to the edge.

The new position had him deeper than he’d ever been, deeper than you’d thought possible as he fucked you ruthlessly. Tears streaked down your face and you could hear the filthy slapping sound of skin against skin, the loud wet noises that your pussy was making as it coated his length in your thick cream that squelched with every frantic thrust. You didn’t realise how loud you were being until Johnny shoved his thumb inside your parted lips, forcing you to suck around his digits with muffled moans as he slammed his hips against yours.

Back arching and eyes squeezing shut, you felt your head spin as the strongest orgasm crashed over you with such fervour that your entire body trembled with its intensity. You could faintly hear Johnny moaning loudly then as your walls squeezed and convulsed around him with your climax, triggering his own high.

Your arm had reflexively swung around his neck as you’d sprung off the bed at the force of your orgasm, your bare front moulding up to his as his cock pulsated within you before shooting thick ropes of warm cum inside your wet heat. It lasted longer than a minute as every squeeze of your warm cavern milked him completely dry, filling you up in a way that you felt the excess drip out of your abused pussy with Johnny’s sloppy thrusts, spilling onto the sheets beneath.

“Quarantine” he said breathlessly into your ear and you could hear the smirk in his voice despite not seeing his face, “is going to be fun.”

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i- DOES THIS NOT LOOK LIKE MARK???

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23,24 and 38 with Jaemin perhaps

The movie plays forgotten in the background as you and Jaemin kiss, unconcerned about anything but each other. His tongue traces over your lower lip and you moan softly, letting him lick into your mouth. A soft groan leaves him when you tug at his hair and he kisses more urgently, presses himself closer. Your relationship with Jaemin isn’t new but all of the intimate aspects are, and you struggle to keep up with unfamiliar territory.

The thing is, you’re unexperienced, but Jaemin is not. He’d dated around before you, had plenty of long nights with random strangers. It doesn’t bother you, how he spent his time before you, but there are times when you wonder if you’re enough. Surely the timid way you caress his shoulder isn’t enough for him?

You swing your leg over his waist with all the grace of someone who’s nervous and doesn’t know what they’re doing. It feels clumsy to you, but Jaemin groans appreciatively and moves his hands to your hips, pulling you closer. His breathing’s a little more ragged when he pulls away to kiss at your neck, and fueled by the effect you have on him, you rock your hips down.

Jaemin inhales sharply and his hold on your hips tightens. You smile softly to yourself, gaining confidence, and do it again. He’s hard under you and it sends heat shooting through you, up until the point where Jaemin pulls away and uses his grip to still your hips. The smile on your lips is replaced by burning embarrassment.

“Baby, what are you doing?” Jaemin asks, voice so gentle despite being so deep. His eyes are half lidded yet filled with concern when he looks up at you, and unable to take it, you look away. A hand cups your cheek and turns you back to him. “Baby?” “I wanted to give you more.” You whisper, almost feeling ashamed. “It’s just- you’re so much more experienced than me and I know that you’re probably bored with me.”

It takes a moment to click, but when it does, Jaemin’s face falls. “Oh, baby, no. What you’re giving me is enough. Just being with you is more than I could ever ask for.”

You attempt to smile but it’s weak and you avert your gaze. “Jaem, come on. I’ve seen the people you’ve dated before me.” “And? You’re the one I’m dating now.” Jaemin points out. “Baby, it doesn’t matter what I’ve done with other people. I’m with you now, and I want whatever you want.” “This is what I want.” You insist. “I want to make you feel good.” Jaemin seem to consider this for a moment before he nods. “Okay. C’mere.” He pulls you into a deep kiss and you wiggle impatiently on top of him, drawing a soft laugh out of him that rumbles in his chest. “Patience, baby. I wanna take my time with you tonight.” “But I want to suck your dick.” You pout. Jaemin’s body stiffens and he sucks in a sharp breath. “Is that okay? Did I say something wrong?” “No, fuck, you didn’t say anything wrong. That’s so fucking hot.” He moans. “Are you sure?” You nod and shimmy off of him, settling on the floor between his thighs. “Will you show me how?”

Jaemin nods, stroking your hair. “Fuck, yeah. I’ll show you whatever you want.” Happy with that, you tug at the waistband of his sweatpants. He lifts his hips so that you can pull them down and his dick slaps up softly, hitting him in the stomach. Curious, you wrap your hand around him.

He watches with heavy lids and parted lips as you stroke him slowly, head cocked to the side as you play with him. You know the basics of what you’re supposed to do, but of course thinking about doing something is a lot different than actually doing it. You press your thumb into his slit and he hisses.

“Spit on it.” Jaemin commands, gently guiding your head forward. You go easily, squirming at how dirty it feels to watch your saliva drip down his cock. He covers your hand with his own and helps you to stroke him, showing you the pace he wants, tightening your grip ever so slightly. “That’s it, baby. Keep doing that.”

You do, and you observe how his thighs shake ever so slightly and how he lets his head fall back on the couch. His gaze stays on you the whole time, though, never once looking away. Soft praises leave him and while you like making him feel good, you know you could make him feel better. You wait until his eyes drift closed to take him in your mouth. The most depraved noise you’ve ever heard leaves Jaemin, his body stiffening as he arches up into your touch. You’re not doing much, just mouthing at the head of his cock, but it seems to be having an effect on him. “Fuck baby, that feels so good.” He chokes out. “Can you take more of me?” You push yourself further, letting his voice guide you. He doesn’t push you to take more than you can handle, doesn’t make you do anything you don’t want to do. Just leans back and moans out praises, softly voicing things he doesn’t like, loudly swearing for the things he does like. It makes you burn hotter, has you glowing from the inside out at being praised like this, at making your boyfriend feel like this.

“Shittt, y/n, you’re so fucking good at this.” Jaemin pants, one hand grabbing desperately at the back of the couch, the other twisted in your hair. “God, you’re being such a good girl for me, look so good with my cock between your pretty lips.. You’re gonna make me come soon.” The thought has you moaning around his cock and his hips stutter, fucking up into your mouth a little bit. His thighs shake and you smooth your free hand over them, stroking at the skin with your thumb. “Oh my God, baby.” Jaemin chokes out, his head falling back, eyelids closing. “Fuck, I’m- shit, I’m coming-” He spills into your mouth with a guttural groan and mindless praises leaving him like a prayer. One hand stays on your head to keep you anchored to his cock and you choke a little, not used to the taste, awkwardly trying to swallow everything. Jaemin seems to come back to himself and relaxes his grip, letting you pull away. “Fuck, y/n, you’re amazing.” He sighs, looking down at you with drooping eyelids. You preen at the praise and let your eyelids flutter closed as he pets your head, your cheek, finally brushing over your lower lip and wiping the come and spit that you weren’t able to swallow. “So pretty like this.” Jaemin pulls you up onto his lap again, smashing your lips together like he needs to kiss you to live. “It’s my turn to make you feel good, baby. Tell me what you want and I swear, I’ll give it to you.”

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drip ⇀ m.l.

mark’s sensitive to cold things, and you use that to your advantage

smut with sub!mark; ice play, mark’s blindfolded

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a/n: this is a repost from my old blog (seowlw)

The door to Johnny’s room closes with a soft click, causing Mark’s head to jerk up. You smile at the sight of him; one of Johnny’s black ties is wrapped around his head and covering his eyes, restricting his vision. Mark sits on the bed, hands folded in his lap, waiting for you.

“Don’t you think- isn’t Johnny gonna be mad when he finds out we’re using one of his ties? And his room?” Mark had asked when you first found the tie in the closet.

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