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no thoughts just being rough w jaehyun while making him fuck you 🙂↕️
he would be so red in the face and so pent up trying not to cum while he’s deep inside of you it would be so cute :( he has you in missionary, doing his absolute best to keep his release at bay but you just feel so fucking good.
you have your hand wrapped around his throat, squeezing firmly enough to restrict his airflow but just lightly enough to leave him aching for more. “w-wan’ cum, baby..” he begs in a little voice as he twitches around you, barely able to keep up the pace of his strokes that you had instructed him to keep.
you tap him on the cheek a bit harshly, slightly slapping the boy around for having the audacity to slow down. “you get all lazy on me like this and you wanna ask me if you can cum? don’t act dumb, puppy.” you scold, gripping him by the chin and forcing him to look you in the eye.
jaehyun whines at the denial of his climax, his glossy eyes drooping into his signature puppy stare that usually got him what he wanted. usually. “m’ sorry, mommy..” he pleads, pushing himself to fuck you a little quicker and whining profusely. “fuck..” he curses under his breath as he stares at you begging for his approval.
you let out a groan at the feeling of your boyfriends cock driving deeper into you as your eyes roll back. “that’s a good puppy, baby..” you praise, moaning softly. “you like being a good boy for me, honey?” you ask, looking back up at jaehyun with the same intense gaze that makes him squirm.
he nods dumbly and enthusiastically at the question, completely enraptured with how good you look taking his length. “love it, mama.” he whispers, tone shaking as his hips begin with stutter against you. “wan’ cum in you so bad, baby. fuck-“ he whines out, leaning down to take one of your nipples into his mouth.
you can’t help but whine at the added stimulation mixed with how needy jaehyun looked above you, your head falling back against the pillows. “fuck, that’s good baby..” you praise, bringing one of your hands up to tangle in his raven hair and tug on the soft strands. “cum in me, baby. fill mommy up like a good pup.” you instruct.
you watch fireworks go off in your boyfriends brain as he immediately unravels, “fuck..! thankyouthankyou..” he babbles, tucking his face into your neck as he speeds his hips up and fills the room with the wet sounds of his cock fucking you. “cumming! fuck, i’m cumming mommy, oh my god.” he chokes before slamming into you one final time and filling you up with his hot seed.
you feel jaehyun immediately collapse against your chest as he rides out his orgasm, shallowly thrusting into you as he milks every last bit of it. “love you so much, mama.” he whispers in a fucked out voice, kissing and sucking along your neck. you hum at the contact, tilting your head slightly to give your boy better access.
“don’t get any ideas of stopping just yet.” you interject, grabbing jaehyun by the back of his hair and tugging him back to look at you once more. “mama still needs to cum too. be a good boy and clean up that mess you’ve made for me, yeah?”. jaehyun stares at you, nodding at your words as he fully settles into his subspace.
“yes ma’am.” he responds, slowly pulling out of you and making his way down to rest between your parted thighs. gosh, you really could get used to this having a pet as a boyfriend thing.
⟡ cw: BACKSHOTSSSSS!!! (daddy) chris is very degrade-y, he squishes the reader's face in his big sexy hand, 2 lil cheek slaps, dumbification, crying, drooling, no gendered pronouns but he calls the reader his good girl and i know all of you desire to be chris's good girl... freaks! /j oh yeah and he says slut once sorry!
⟡ a/n: reposting this one first because its a personal fav <3. as always, mdni, and thank you for reading! any & all feedback is welcome. :*
husband!chris, ever so soft, attentive, and doting.
when describing him outside of an intimate setting the only thing you can ever talk about with your girls is how pure and consuming his love is for you. it's a relationship akin to one that feels like sunbathing in a beautiful, massive garden and being hand-fed grapes. but when he's got you in a position so vulnerable, like now, with your wrists clasped together behind your back in his hold, and he's so deep in your guts you feel like you're going to die in his arms, his hot and heavy cock abusing that sweet spot in your messy cunt with no restraint — gentleness is far from his demeanor.
you've been at it for hours. so much so your knees have indented it's place in the mattress, and his brutal pace is making it no better. you're sure you've got carpet burn at this point. your weak sobbing and incoherent wails begin sounding winded, and you struggle to gather air into your chest but he knocks the breath right out of your lungs almost immediately after every gasp you take. “fucking slut.” he sneers. he's in his zone. a usually hidden place chris only goes on special occasions you're in bed with him.
then he utters something. it's so muffled you can only feel the vibration of what he says and you barely make out any syllables.
“ — be the good girl you know you are and moan my name.” you miss the first half of his sentence again, completely zoned out and held prisoner to his thick cock in your cunt. struggling to speak, stammering over weak little whimpers, you manage to get out a small “ch — chris —,” but that's not what he's looking for you to call him.
he grips your cheeks in his palm, squishing them together and suddenly he's tilting your head back to force you to make eye contact. well, if you could even call it that; you can hardly see him through your blurry wet eyes. his thrusts slow and he's pressing all the way inside with a harsh jerk of his hips, balls pressed tightly against your throbbing clit, and you cant help but whine again, body trembling like a leaf. his gaze is pointed and you feel pinned to him, chris’s expression mimicking a scowl he's so focused on getting a response from you. “y’fucking stupid? that's not my name.”
your head is swimming, drool slipping down your chin and you babble wordlessly like some brain-dead toy, hips gyrating pathetically as you're trying your damnedest to get him to just move again.
“stop fucking squirming and listen.” he hisses, using that same palm that's currently holding your face in place, and tapping your cheek twice. enough to get you to focus, but not enough to hurt. he gives you a second sharp thrust as punishment, grip returning to your face. his hold on your cheeks are so tight, it's puckering your cute little lips. “i won't ask you again.”
“d-daddy!” you squeal, and a cocky grin takes it's place on his flushed face, his hips picking up speed.
u got it babe ! also tysm !!! i’m so glad you’re enjoying my works <3
“m-mingi! baby- please..!” you choked out as you reached a hand down to try to push your boyfriends head away. you gripped the edge of your kitchen counter to try to steady your shaking legs, but to very little avail. you let out a whine at the sight of your boyfriend kneeling in front of you lapping at your cunt like a starved dog as he used his large fingers to work you open.
mingi halted for a moment to push your hand away, looking up at you with dark eyes. “don’t be a brat, hm? sit back and take these fingers, baby.” he scolds as he brings his thumb up to rub circles over your clit. you yelp at the added contact to the bundle of nerves, causing your head to fall back as mingi continued his oral assault on your pussy. “fuckin’ love this little cunt, baby.” he praises, spitting harshly over your leaking sex.
you twitch at the feeling of it, earning you a chuckle from mingi before he dives back in to lapping at your pussy. you feel yourself go dizzy when you look back down to lock eyes with mingi as he stares up at you intently, giving you his all just so you can fall apart on his tongue. you can’t help but notice the huge tent that’s pitching in his sweats as he continues to get you off, coating his entire face with slick. your pleasure continues to hit you in thick waves as the tips of mingi’s fingers press against a warm, gummy spot inside of you. “c-close, baby..” you warn as your entire body begins to twitch around him.
you whine at the sudden loss of contact when mingi pulls away from the sound of your words. you pout at him, giving him a look of confusion as to why he stopped pleasuring you. “don’t worry, my pretty girl is gonna cum. just not like this.” he assures as he stands, completely towering over you with his broad frame. “i just wanna see it on my cock.” he explains, grabbing your hand and pulling it down to feel his hard cock through his sleep pants. “we’ve never fucked in the kitchen before either.” he mentions, a mischievous grin covering his lips.
oh goodness gracious you were so fucked (literally and figuratively!)
also that dom!mingi post has me running laps around my room istg 🥴 i need that real bad, he looks so fucking good this cb -🪼
HIHI THANK U SM EEK ! i love urs too its so fancy rjsnfnf
also THANK YOU THANK U !! to be so honest i was cleaning out my drafts and completely forgot it was there,,,i think i wrote it when i was blinded by ovulation and how terribly i need him LMFAOOOO
i will give you a fat kiss if u write for johnny but make him manhandle tf out of us like he’s so big and manly i need him. ok bye ty i appreciate u <3
well bring those kisses anon bcuz i got u !
cw: degradation, drunk/rough sex, fingering, oral sex (m receiving), dirty talk (we’re getting filthy, folks!), unprotected sex (don’t be silly wrap dat willy !), use of the word “bitch” as a term of endearment from other women, possessive!johnny, some 127 members written to have girlfriends but no names specified, alcohol consumption, reader is intended to be chubby with a fuller figure
“baby? you almost ready?” you call from the bathroom to your boyfriend in the living room.
“yup. we should leave soon if we wanna get in before the line gets crazy.” johnny responds from his spot on your shared couch. he had been ready for nearly an hour now, but he knew better than to rush his girlfriend when it came to getting ready for a night out at the club. you’d trained him better than that.
“yeah, yeah.” you respond, your voice sounding slightly closer now as you finished putting on your final garments and grabbed your belongings. the sound of your perfume bottle opening and spritzing over your body is enough signal to johnny that it’s time to go. he stands as he hears your footsteps draw closer, heels clicking against the hardwood floor. “about time,” he jokes, stretching his long arms over his head “i was beginning to worry that we weren’t gonna make it- holy fucking shit.” he curses, immediately drawing a laugh from your lips.
you looked absolutely amazing. there was no other way to put it. your new dress was definitely doing more than a service to you, it was giving everything it needed to and more. the low cut garment made your chest look absolutely amazing and the risky slit in the bottom wasn’t any help either. you smile proudly as you watch your man take your new look in. you giggle softly, turning in a 360 to show off your outfit. the lacy, tight, black dress hugged your curves in the best way possible, leaving all of your long, beautiful legs on display and making your ass look even more incredible.
“john? my eyes are up here, honey.” you remind, snapping your boyfriend out of his trance and causing him to immediately beeline towards you. he scoops you up in a close embrace, arms coming to rest around your waist.
“you look gorgeous, baby.” he compliments, kissing you on the lips sweetly. “and to whom do i have to thank for making my girlfriend look so hot?” he asks, hands traveling south to playfully grab your ass.
you giggle again, swatting his hands away “the princess polly sample sale, actually.” you quip back, keeping the playful energy going.
“well, thank you, princess polly sample sale. thank you very much.” johnny jokes, drawing another adorable laugh from you. “i think it’s time we go listen to loud music and consume things that aren’t good for us. don’t you agree?” he chirps, grabbing your hand and reaching for his keys and wallet with the other.
“i think that’s a great idea.” you respond.
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the beat of the club fills your chest as the crowd sways along to the music. you nod along, enjoying your people watching from your spot next to johnny at your groups shared booth. since meeting johnny, you had gotten to get to know some of his fellow members and their romantic partners fairly well, enjoying many group hangouts and meals together. it was always enjoyable getting to know his members and brothers better as well as their partners whenever you all went out. it honestly made you feel like an important part of his life to be able to meet his second family.
currently, you were in the middle of a deep conversation with mark and his girlfriend over the best ice cream flavor. “dude, you literally can’t go into a store and willingly choose cherry garcia as your first option to eat when cookies and cream, aka the best flavor in the world, is literally right there.” mark babbles, words slurring slightly from the alcohol in his system.
you laugh at the unseriousness of the conversation, sipping and finishing your third drink of the night. “i’m sorry we’re not children, mark.” you shrug, his girlfriend nodding in agreement.
“we just have a mature palette! we aren’t easily entertained by boring shit like that.” she chirps, both of you laughing at marks drunken disbelief as he hangs his head in defeat. johnny smiles softly as he watches you bond with his best friend, hand softly running over you waist.
“another drink, honey? want some water?” he asks, kissing your shoulder sweetly. “you feeling alright?” he asks, checking in with you.
you turn your head to look at him, nodding softly. “m’ okay!” you respond, letting mark and his partner get deep into a new silly debate topic. you feel yourself sway slightly as the contents of your third drink in an hour begin to catch up with you. “wanna dance?” you ask, slurring your words slightly as you watch some of his fellow members move on the dance floor.
before johnny can even consider what you’ve asked or respond, the club dj has the brightest idea to put on what may be the worst possible song when a pretty girl who likes to show off to her boyfriend is drunk.
“LISTEN TO THIS TRACK, BITCH!” blares across the speakers, activating both you and marks girlfriend like sleeper agents and causing you to shoot up in your seats. the intro beat of no hands fills the clubs followed by many cheers and whoops. you both lock eyes, knowing exactly what needs to be done. you both lock hands, sprinting away from the booth before either of your men can complain or get up to follow. you both join the rest of the group including haechan, jungwoo, and yuta who were all completely sloshed out of their minds and bumping to the beat.
now, most of the time, you were a very modest and respectful girl. you never showed too much skin, always acted fairly calm and polite. very mindful, very demure. but all bets were immediately off the second anyone chooses to play waka flocka flame. and what normal person decides to not shake ass and move when that happens? nobody, exactly.
you dance next to your friends, head swimming from the alcohol and oozing pure sex appeal. you laugh and smile with your fellow girls as you dance your heart out, not caring who sees or cares. you feel your hand get grabbed by yuta’s girlfriend, raising it up for you to twirl. “shake some ass, bitch!” she encourages, the fellow girls cheering in excitement and hyping you up. you smile at the encouragement, turning towards the nearest surface to begin bending over before being suddenly stopped by a large hand on your waist.
oh yeah, maybe johnny wasn’t necessarily going to love that.
“sorry girls.” he intervenes, pulling you up and close to him as your fellow girl friends boo him. “i’m gonna get her some water, she’s had a lot.” he reasons, putting his free hand up in surrender.
he pulls you away quickly and firmly, hands tugging down the hem of your minidress to cover your ass fully. “wanna explain to me where that came from?” he asked, tone sounding slightly annoyed as he brought you back to the now empty booth to sit. he handed you a water bottle, “drink.” he commanded.
you felt a tinge of annoyance and anger in your gut as johnny slightly scolded you for having fun with your friends. “i can’t dance?” you ask, head tilting to the side and eyebrows knitting together over dramatically from the liquor. you stubbornly ignored the water, not wanting to give johnny the satisfaction of successfully telling you what to do like a bratty child.
“i never said that. but i don’t really love the idea of the entire club getting to have a peek at what’s mine.” he stated, “i don’t like watching other guys stare and what should only be for me. don’t like you just running off whenever you feel like it, either.” johnny reminds, his hand coming to rest on your thigh firmly.
“hmmm.” you hum, still feeling irritated by johnnys possessiveness over you. “what if i want the other men to stare?” you shoot back, a sly grin painting your lips. “what if i like showing others what they can’t have?” you tease, moving closer to johnny and pressing up against his side.
“then i would have to remind you who all that belongs to.” johnny quipped, eyes locking with yours intensely. you held the eye contact as best as your drunken self could, your drunken ego far too large to back down now. “you’re a little fucking brat sometimes, you know that?” he spat, annoyance lacing his tone.
“i don’t really care.” you slur, shrugging slightly. “i get to do whatever i like at the end of the day.” you hum, smiling to yourself as a feeling of pride for shutting your boyfriend up filled your chest.
“yeah?” he asks.
“yup.” you respond, popping the p sound as a smug look covers your face.
that pride was quick to leave as you felt a large hand firmly grip your wrist and begin to pull you up and away from the booth. you stumbled behind him slightly as johnny effortlessly moved through the crowd. you did your best to keep up, apologizing to anyone you accidentally bump into in the process. when you’re finally pulled out of the forest of people, you’re both met with a door down a hall slightly away from the rest of the crowd. johnny pulls it open, tugging you inside before shutting and locking it quickly. “dude, what the fuck!” you exclaim, getting ready to drunkenly bitch at johnny before suddenly being cut off by his lips on yours.
you make a small sound at the suddenness of it all, letting your boyfriend kiss you deeply as his strong hands grip your ass firmly. you feel his tongue enter your mouth, completely dominating the kiss and quickly overwhelming you. you take the sudden break for johnny to begin marking up your neck as a mini miracle as your chest heaves for air.
“j-john- baby- ah!” you whine, feeling a shiver run down your spine at the feeling of your boyfriend harshly marking up one of the most sensitive areas on your body. “ah~ we c-cant!” you protest, trying to convince johnny to save it for your shared apartment but to no avail.
he ignores your pleas, his hand coming down to yank up the tiny hem of your dress and pull your panties to the side, exposing your leaking cunt. you hiss at the feeling of cool air brushing against your twitching core as one of your hands travels down to grab johnnys wrist in an attempt to get him to calm down. “johnny, baby. let’s go home first..” you beg, your words still slurring slightly.
your hand was quickly swatted away by your boyfriend, causing you to whine even more before moaning softly at the feeling of johnnys rough fingertips rubbing your clit. you felt yourself melt inside a little, thighs twitching slightly as one of his fingers moved south to slowly enter you. you groaned at the intrusion, immediately loving the feeling of being filled up by your boyfriends large fingers. “there’s my girl.” you hear him tease in a deep, intoxicating voice. you can’t help but moan at the shiver it sends down your spine as you watch him add another finger. you let out a small yelp, trying to squish your soft thighs around his hand to get some sort of relief with no success.
“uh uh.” johnny shakes his head, prying your legs back apart as he begins to gain a rhythm in his two fingers, fucking you steadily. “gonna sit here like a good slut for me and take it, yeah? since you wanna act like a slutty girl it seems like i’m gonna have to treat you like one.” he says, grinding his palm down against your clit as he works his fingers into you for extra stimulation.
you moan at the pure obscenity of it all from the dirty sounds and dirtier words all the way down to the view of johnny’s strong hand between your thighs with your dress pulled up for easy access. “thought you were gonna wear this around me and not get fucked? silly girl.” he torments, his tone dark and taunting as he continues to work his fingers deep into your cunt. you can’t help but whine at johnny’s words as you feel a familiar heat in your belly begin to pool from the stimulation.
“please…” you beg, already sounding needy as you begin to slip into your subspace. you hold intense eye contact with him as he drills his fingers deeper inside of you, filling the bathroom with wet noises from your leaking cunt.
“please what? i kinda need some direction here, doll.” johnny teases, smiling evilly at your inability to form a proper sentence as he abuses your hole with his fingers. he pulls the two digits out of your twitching pussy, immediately forcing them into your mouth and pressing down on your tongue. you let out a noise at the intrusion, sucking on the two fingers and running your tongue over them as you hold your eye contact with johnny.
you moan obscenely around the fingers, your brain completely fogged over from the intense pleasure and alcohol swarming in your head. the fingers are quick to be pulled away before you feel johnny pushing you down to your knees on the bathroom floor. you immediately feel a large hand in your hair tugging your head back to look up at your boyfriend. you felt your mouth begin to water as you watch him quickly unbutton his pants, pulling them down just enough to pull out his leaking cock. you go nearly cross eyed as the sight of the huge length in front of you, your instincts screaming at you to lean forward and take johnny all the way down your throat.
you’re greeted with the sweet sounds of johnnys groans as you take the tip into your mouth, running your tongue along the slit as you tease him carefully. “fuckin’ brat.” you hear him grunt before he’s roughly gripping your hair and forcing his cock all the way into your mouth. you instantly gag around the length, wanting to pull away but halted from johnny’s firm grip on your head keeping you in place. “uh uh.” he taunts, thrusting his cock down your throat, “gonna take this like the cheap fuckin’ slut you are.” johnny growls as he sets a ruthless pace.
“there we go.” johnny hums, his head falling back to look up at the ceiling as he uses your mouth like a sex toy, ruthlessly thrusting in and out of your mouth. you moan around the length, your eyes completely filled with tears that spilled over your cheeks, completely ruining your eye makeup. you end up reaching down into your ruined panties, rubbing your soaked clit for some sort of relief as you allowed your throat to get completely wrecked for your boyfriends pleasure.
“you just don’t wanna be good tonight, huh?” johnny interrupts, suddenly pulling out and holding your head up from his grip on your hair in the makeshift ponytail he was holding it in. he immediately tugged you up to your feet, smacking your ass harshly. you jump at the feeling, moaning softly at the sharp pain. he quickly and easily manhandles you over the nearby sink counter, pushing your chest down so you were bent over in front of him. “you really must’ve been trying to kill me wearing something like this, baby.” he chuckles, pulling the hem of your dress up to bunch it around your waist. “almost fucked you right there in the living room when i saw you.”
you moan at the praise, your brain going completely dumb from the arousal and alcohol swimming inside your system. you let out a little squeak at the feeling of johnny pulling your panties down your legs, not even bothering to take them all the way off before rubbing two fingers along your soaked slit. “fucking hell, baby. didn’t know me treating you like a slut would get you this worked up. maybe it’s your true colors showing, hm?” he teases further. you shake your head, trying to find the words to protest but being at a complete loss. “don’t lie, you fucking love it.” johnny taunts as he lines himself up behind you.
you feel all the air being punched out of your lungs as johnny fully slides into your leaking cunt in one swift motion, completely filling you up. “f-fuckkk~” is all you can moan out as johnny sets a ruthless pace, fucking you deeply and quickly. you arch your back further, pushing yourself back onto johnnys cock trying to chase more of his embrace. you feel his large hands come down to grip your hips tightly, definitely tight enough to leave noticeable bruises in the morning. “j-johnny, baby- fuck!” you cry out, your moans sounding strained as you get only louder.
“there we go. take it just like that.” johnny groans as he drills into your soaking cunt, filling the bathroom with the clapping sounds of his hips slamming against your ass. you feel him reach down to grab one of your legs from behind the knee and lift it up to rest it on the counter, fucking you even deeper and driving you impossibly crazier. you’re practically yelling now as your boyfriend completely abuses your pussy. “love this fuckin’ pussy, baby. all good just for me, yeah?” he praises, bringing a firm hand down to slap your ass hard enough to leave stinging red marks.
“y-yessss..!” you cried out as your eyes rolled back from the pleasure of being drilled into. again, you felt the pleasure you were feeling begin to build in your lower tummy, causing you to get even louder. “c-close, baby..” you choked out between broken moans as johnnys cock completely filled you.
“yeah? gonna cum on this cock?” johnny quipped back. “gonna let everyone know how good this dick makes you feel?” he hummed, leaning in closer to drape his long torso over your body. “cmon, give them a show. it’s what you wanted, right?” johnny degrades further, only making your brain go even foggier as he completely wrecks your pussy.
you feel your pleasure getting closer and hotter before johnny suddenly halts his thrusts, causing you to make a sound of confusion. “baby-“ you start, trying to turn around to face johnny before you feel a firm hand gripping your hair and tugging you up. you let out a gasp as your back is pressed flush against johnny’s front, forcing you to look up into the mirror in front of you both and finally get a look at just how wrecked you really were. your makeup had run down your face in dark streaks, making you look completely fucked out with your messy hair.
“look at how fuckin’ pretty my girl is, hm? you see why i don’t like other guys looking at you like this?” johnny says, his hands gripping all over your soft body as he locks eyes with you in the mirror. you nod at the words, completely hypnotized by your boyfriends touch and voice. you open your mouth to reply before being cut off by your own moans at the feeling of johnny’s cock slamming back into you from behind. “watch yourself while you take this fucking cock.” johnny commands, wrapping his strong arm around your neck and pulling you close in a firm chokehold as he fucks into you.
you feel your eyes roll back and moans grow louder at the feeling of your boyfriends cock absolutely destroying you. “johnny..!” you cry out when you feel the tip of his sex press against a familiar spot inside of you. “closeclose…g-gonna cum..” you warned as your entire body began to shake around him.
“cum for me, honey.” johnny begs, reaching his other hand down to rub your puffy clit quickly. “make a mess on this fucking cock, baby.” he groans as the rhythm of his hips finally begins to falter. you let out a loud cry at the feeling of his fingers rubbing your clit roughy accompanied by the filthy words.
“f-fuck!” you cry out as entire body shakes with your orgasm ripping through you. you feel tears begin to flow down your cheeks as your climax hits your body in one gigantic wave, making you squeeze around johnnys cock as you squirt all over his hand.
“f-fucking hell, baby..” you hear johnny groan before slamming into you one final time and filling your pussy with his warm cum. “just like that, there we go.” he grunts as his own orgasm wracks through him. the bathroom had now gone quiet, only being filled by the sounds of your panting breaths and soft moans as you both came down from your high. johnny pulls out of you carefully after another few moments, pulling another soft moan from your lips.
after a few more moments of silence, you let out a soft giggle. “i don’t think i can walk. i’m being so serious.” you joke, earning you a light chuckle from johnny.
“yeah, my bad” he replies, tucking himself back into his jeans before helping you up from the counter. “you okay, honey?” he asks, holding you so you can stand and pulling the hem of your dress back down. “sorry i went a little crazy..” he apologizes, pressing a kiss to your cheek.
you smile at the affection and care, leaning into the embrace. “m’ okay.” you nod, looking down at your dress before letting out a horrified gasp. “you ripped the lace! johnny!!” you whined, inspecting the now ruined garment. “i actually liked this one!! it was the last one there!” you pouted, knitting your eyebrows together like a little child.
johnny tried to hold his laugh in at your anger, but to no avail. “i’m sorry!” he apologized between chuckles as you slapped his shoulder. “ow!” he exclaims dramatically, grabbing his shoulder, “baby- i’m sorry, i swear!” he laughs, grabbing your hands to stop your physical assault on him. “i’ll talk to jaehyun and see if his designer friends can find a new one.” he assures, pulling you close and pressing a kiss to your forehead.
you huff at his response, trying to stay mad but failing greatly due to the affection. “you better.” you mumble, turning to the mirror and trying to somewhat tame your hair. “give me your jacket at least! i’m cold.” you whine again, falling right back into your bratty antics. johnny laughs once more before obliging and pulling his oversized leather coat off, handing it over to you.
you pull the jacket on, thanking god silently that it’s long enough to conceal the ruined hem of your dress. “i wanna go home.” you declare, turning back to johnny. “my legs are sore and i’m hungry.” you declare, still feeling the dull buzz of the liquor you had not even an hour ago.
johnny nods in agreement, taking your hand in his as you both head for the bathroom doo to exit. “tacos?” he offers, earning him a nod from you in agreement.
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“don’t run from it, now.” you hear mingi tease as he leans forward, draping his large frame over your back as he drills into your cunt from behind you. you let out a strained moan, eyes rolling back from how good your boyfriends cock feels driving in and out of you. he snakes his large, toned arm around the front of your body, wrapping his toned bicep around your throat and squeezing firmly to cut off airflow. mingi smiles sinisterly at the strangled moan that comes out of you as he watches blood quickly rush to your face.
“there’s a good girl. takin’ all this dick like a fuckin’ pornstar, baby. you my little pornstar, honey?” he teases, hips slamming into your abused cunt and making the most obscene clapping noises as he hits it from behind.
“yeessssss~” you can’t help but moan out as your eyes roll into the back of your head from the pure pleasure your boyfriend was giving you. you gripped his forearm around your neck, completely blissed out from the feeling of mingi’s cock absolutely rearranging your insides.
“going dumb already?” he scoffs, “yeah, you really are just a stupid little cock whore, aren’t you?” he degrades, straightening himself up a bit and pulling you against his chest as he continues to fuck you harshly. he keeps his arm around your neck, pinning you to his body as his cock rams into your leaking cunt. you can barely think of a smart comeback as you feel his other free hand come up to grip one of your tits firmly. “there we go, there’s my good girl.” he babbles, “taking all this fucking cock like a good little slut for me. fuckin’ love this pussy baby.” he praises.
you let out a pathetic whine as you let mingi completely manhandle you and use your body like a pure fuck toy, taking everything he gave you. you felt your body begin to turn into jello as you went numb from the overwhelming pleasure. from mingi’s cock hitting all the right spots in you to his filthy vocabulary, you weren’t doing too well.
idk what this is tbh just take the dom!mingi filth or don’t ok!!!
