Beomgyu is your best friend of years. You shouldn’t ask him to fuck you, shouldn’t ruin the perfectly good relationship, but you got the idea in your head and he agrees so quickly you don’t have time to rethink it. “I’ve been watching you.” He admits. “Since you told me about it. I’ve been wanting to fuck you for years.”
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“You guys remember my professor I’m always complaining about- turns out he just wanted to fuck me.” You giggle, moving to unblock the camera's view of Beomgyu sitting on your bed, completely naked with his hands tied behind his back and cock stood bright red with need. “So I thought I’d fuck em for you guys- since youre always wanting to see my cunt spread open by a real dick.”
Beomgyu looks so handsome with his eyes covered by his silk tie. “Sweet-“
“Nuh-uh what if other creepy professors watch my streams, wouldn’t want to get caught fucking your student right?” You laugh turning towards the camera. “Anyone else here my teacher?” You sit down on Beomgyu’s lap, the older man twitching as your thigh grazes his erection.
“Guys…” You draw, tapping Beomgyu’s red tip with your pointer nail. “What should I start with?” The answer is pretty much unanimous every one of your viewers typing out something along the lines of sucking him off. “You’re right, that's the nice thing right?” You slide down to your knees, checking to make sure your camera is positioned on his cock. “He deserves it- said he’d pass me for sure.”
You smirk and blow cold air on Beomgyu’s almost angry looking erection, reveling in the way his hips buck up a little. His pre is salty on your tongue, a whine spilling from him as you run your tongue over the head, putting pressure on the shallow divot.
You kiss the sticky tip, a smile splitting your lips as he responds so honestly, a cry muffled but his bit lips. “I wonder the last time somebody had his dick in their mouth.” You laugh, wrapping your hand around the length. “He’s quite the mean guy, you know, there’s the chance he’s a virgin. Are you Mr.Choi?”
“No.” He huffs, arms flexing. “And I think they asked you to suck me- not run your mouth.” He tuts as you roll your eyes. You wrap your lips around him and sink down. Beomgyu’s hands break free, the knot you made failing to hold against his tensed arms. He shoves you down until his pubes graze your nose, loud slurping filling the room as you try to take him down your throat. “Fuck, has been a long time.” He groans.
You press your tongue against him, eyes rolling as he pulls you up and down on his cock. “I’m gonna cum.” He groans, hips bucking up. “Fuck- all in your mouth.” He does, balls squeezing as they empty in your mouth.
“Show the camera.” Beomgyu groans, gripping your face and turning it towards your set up, cum spilling out of your mouth. He tightens his hold and forces your lips open more of his cum falling out or lips. “Go ahead and swallow.” You do try to swallow but there’s too much and it almost all falls down onto your chin and chest. “Good girl.”
You turn around and smile up at Beomgyu, gathering his cum on your fingers and popping them in your mouth. “What next?” You twist to smile at your camera. “Oh? Mr. Choi, they want you to reciprocate!” You laugh a little when his mouth curls up into a smile. You’re leaning in for a kiss as you sit down on the mattress.
Beomgyu grabs onto your hips and gently pulls you to the edge of the bed, kneeling in front of you. “Let’s see what it takes.” He laughs, sucking your clit into his mouth.
“Fingers too!” You stutter, opening your legs wider as Beomgyu eats you out like a man starved. “Oh- god-“ You whine into the air, throwing your head back as he shoves three fingers into your weeping cunt.
Being a camgirl has made you sensitive but the way he builds you up to an orgasm could be a world record. “Loosen up sweet thing- can barely move my fingers.” You try to listen to him but your pussy won’t listen, determined to lock his fingers in as you cum on his face. “Hmm…” He hums into your heat, kissing at your hole. “Will you squirt? Looks like your pretty cunts begging to.” Your voice leaves you when he nips at your sensitive clit, spreading open his fingers in your tired cunt.
“Hold-“ You cry out, leaning forward and grabbing at his hair. “Hold on- Beomie- it’s too much!” Your legs try to close around his head but he uses one of his hands to force them back open. “I’m-“
“Perfect.” Beomgyu groans, licking up your release before smiling up at you. “Knew you’d squirt for me, you’re such a good girl.” You're heaving as he stands over you, kissing your shoulders and arms as you calm down. “Can I fuck her now?”
Neither of you care to check what the viewers have to say, Beomgyu manhandling you to face the camera. Your bare cunt grinds against his abs, long cock pressed against your stomach. You lean to grab onto his knees but strong hands stop you, a hand under your knee stretching you for the camera.
“Giving them a better view than me.” He grumbles, squeezing your thigh. “She wants it real bad, can feel your cunt pulsing.” Beomgyu’s dick is a stretch, so long and thick enough to force a long squelch out of your poor cunt as he sinks you down on it. “I can see it on the monitor, poor little cunts splitting so good.”
He shifts on his elbows, hand moving from your thigh to your ass, guiding you along. “So much better than a dildo.” You groan, relishing in the way his dick twitches in you.
“Yeah.” Beomgyu sits up fully, squeezing you into a full nelson. “Let me show you what a dildo can’t do.” His hips hit yours and your air knocks from your chest. His thrusts are swift and calculated, pummeling your g-spot as you try to catch your breath.
“What you guys don’t know about our favorite girl is she loves to squirt.” Beomgyu smirks as he drills into you. “Just have to get her all stupid and it’s like she can’t stop.” He proves himself right, your back arching off his chest as he swipes over your sensitive clit. “See. Doesn’t she look pretty like this?” Your release sprays against your camera, blurring out the video as you're rushed into an orgasm. “Look, she's still going.”
“B-eom-“ His free hand covers your mouth as you squeal. He’s thrusting hard enough to bruise. “S-“ Your voice gives out, his fingers moving from your clit to trying to shove inside your cunt, pushing up against the shallow spongy walls as he fucks you.
“Here’s another fact about my girl, she’s not on any birth control.” You’re crying, fat tears rolling down your cheeks as he spreads you open for the camera. “Should I knock her up? Do you guys want to see us conceive our love child?” Your fingers are clawing at his strong arms, brain fuzzy as you a muffled yes slips out of your lips. “Did you guys hear her?”
Beomgyu’s hand leaves your mouth and a dam breaks. “Yes! Yes! Please, please wanna have your baby.” You’re words are barely audible, slurred into a whiny mess and over powered by your slurping cunt. More squirt sprays out of you and your begging turns into pleading for him to stop, pathetic whimpers of how it’s too much.
“Wanted it so bad.” He laughs, kissing your shoulder. “So take it and show everyone how much of a good girl you are.” His tongue is burning on your neck. His name is on your lips again but a sharp thrust kills it halfway through, your ears start ringing, eyes blurring as he fucks you in earnest. “You really look so pretty, my sweet girl.” It’s a whisper, something just for you, hidden by him kissing a mark into your skin.
His dick twitches, chest heaving against your back as his hips hit your ass. “Cum- please!” You’ve never wanted something more, need his hot semen flooding you, filling you to the brim and then some. “Please please please!” You’ll be embarrassed when this is over, when you wake up in the morning and have to buy a plan b, but right now an empty pit is forming in your womb and Beomgyu has promised to fill it.
You arch away from him as he slams you down one, two, three more times, your hands scrambling to find something to hold, landing on the tie hanging loosely around his neck. You pull it as he cums. Hot, burning white cum splurting into you as he grinds his hips against your ass. “I definitely got her pregnant, don’t you guys think?” Your body falls forward, feet hitting the ground as you go limp. “Oh looks like she needs some help saying bye.”
Beomgyu’s arms wrap around your torso, a hand gripping your face, forcing you to look at the camera. “Thank you.” He whispers in your ear, your voice repeating weakly. “I hope you enjoyed tonight’s stream.”
If someone sat you down and asked you to pick one word to describe your boyfriend you’d probably say nerdy. Soobin is truly the classic nerdy boyfriend, awkward and nervous and spends all his time playing video games.
So it truly, truly surprised you the first time you slept with him and he grabbed you by the hair, whispered about how he’d get you pregnant, filled you up till you couldn’t breathe, and left you in a puddle of sweat and cum. Even more so when the next day he pretended it never happened.
To be fair you even start to wonder if it was some weird fever dream. It’s never happened again, he’s always been the perfect, gentle boyfriend in bed, always making sure to wear protection and pull out, leaving you confused with the memories of him fucking you into mush with the promise of motherhood on his lips.
You’ve tried to bring it up, ask him if it’s something he’s into but he always ignores the topic, red in the face as he pretends not to hear you ask if he wants to breed you.
It boils over one night, his shoulders jumping as you reach to give him a massage. “Didn’t mean to scare you.” You whisper, picking up one of the cups of his headphones. “I’m horny.” You barely vocalize it, thumb working at a knot at the base of his neck. “My app says I’m ovulating though…” A groan spills out of him as you move to his tense shoulders. “…so, we probably shouldn’t fuck, you might get me pregnant.” Soobin’s whole body freezes, hands stiff over his keyboard as you press a kiss against his neck, scratching down his back.
He doesn’t bother turning off his game, or even telling his friends he’s getting off, just rips off his headphones and all but tackles you against the bed. You look so pretty sprawled across his sheets, tiny little nightgown leaving you exposed in front of him. Your skin is smooth under his big palms, melting in his grip as he gropes and squeezes.
You gasp at fingers slipping under your soaked panties, the thick digits spreading you open and swiping across your clit. You respond so quickly, shoulders heaving with breathy effort as you reach for him, hands searching for their place on his shoulders. “Bin…” You gasp as his fingers dip into your weeping entrance. “God- Bin- your fingers are so thick.”
“Little cunts just forgotten its shape is all.” He gruffs, kissing your neck. “Needs to be reminded.” His fingers curl up and your toes follow, overwhelmed by the proding against your spongy, swollen walls.
Soobin’s pointer finger pushes past your resisting entrance and he wonders how his dick fits into you when three fingers has you crying “too much.” You shake and fidget as his fingers work your tight hole open.
“You look delicious.” He smiles, knees hitting against hardwood floor. Your thin, sopping, stretched panties cover nothing leaving the sight of your cunt straining against his fingers for Soobin to soak up. “Can’t wait to taste.”
“Bin!” You squeal. “I’ll cum-“ Your hips jump as his tongue flattens against your folds. “I’ll-“
“That’s the point.” He groans before wrapping his lips around your neglected clit. Your fingers pull at his hair until it almost hurts, yanking in tune with his attacks against the nerves.
Your ass is plush in Soobin’s hand, trying to keep you in place. “Stop runnin’ from me, doll.” Your only response is a long whine, hips shaking.
You twist, hands leaving his hair and grabbing onto the headboard attempting to pull your poor cunt away from his unrelenting mouth and fingers. Your shoulders sink as his fingers slip out of you, sweet relief filling you for a second before you realize what you’ve left yourself open to.
Your thighs burn as he pushes them to your chest, lips curled with a smirk as he stretches you. “Maybe you need to be fucked.” He grabs your hands and places them under your knees. “Keep your legs just like this.” He watches your chest rise with effort as he unbuckles his belt, your pretty eyes trained on his hands.
Your breath speeds up as his jeans fall, lip splitting under your teeth as his hand grabs his erection through his underwear. “We shouldn’t have any kids.” He groans, kicking off his boxers. “We’re so busy.” You nod with his words, licking the blood off your lip. “I want to get you pregnant.”
You’re still nodding, nails digging into the back of your thighs as you mindlessly agree with him. His tip prods at your entrance, mushroom cap slipping in and out, slapping against your clit as he humps.
“I need you.” You groan, arms shaking as you struggle to hold yourself open. “Need you to put a baby in me.” Soobin’s dick is long and just thick enough to burn and it fills you up so good you’re close to orgasming by the time he’s fully inside, fat tip sitting snug against your cervix.
He starts slow, inching his way out of your stretched cunt until the head catches on your entrance and then slamming his way back inside you. He does it again, angling his hips upwards, looking for the spot that makes you shake so much.
“Feel good?” He groans as he finally hits against it, your eyes watering as he picks up the rhythm in his hips. Your hands fall from your legs but Soobin is quick to pick them back up, pushing them as far up as you can go. “You’re just sucking me back in baby.” He shifts to put his weight on you, smooshing you in between him in the bed so he can kiss your swollen lips. “I’m gonna knock you up.”
Your please is cut off by a whine, pressure building in your stomach as he hammers his hips against yours hard enough to bruise. You try to speak, mouth hanging open in your pathetic attempt to get words out, but all that comes out is weak little whines. “What is it doll?” He coos as your back arches off the bed, hips jumping to meet his. “Look at you,” his tone is mocking, “just fucking yourself on my dick, huh?”
“I’m-“ Your vision goes blurry as your eyes cross, tears stinging down your cheeks. “Soobin” You can’t breathe, your boyfriend's thrusts knocking the air out of your lungs with each unrelenting thrust. “I’m gonna-“ Your cunt tightens as you orgasm, pure red hot pleasure shooting through your body as you cream on Soobin’s waiting dick.
Soobin kisses your cheek, hips still working against yours as you try to calm down. “The more you orgasm the better it is for conception.” He smiles, kissing your neck. “So I need at least one more, ok baby.”
“O..ok-“ You whine. “Are you gonna cum?” You pout, wrapping your hands around the back of his neck.
Soobin’s forehead hits your shoulder, nodding as he drives his hips against yours. “Sure will, doll, I’m gonna fill you up to the fucking brim.” Your heart pounds in your ears as he bullies his hips against yours. “And you’re gonna take it and make it stick, right baby?”
“I will.” You moan, eyes squeezing shut as the man on top of you shifts his weight, crushing you against the mattress. “No-“ Your nails scratch at his shoulders as he runs his fingers down your body and to your puffy clit. Your second orgasm comes fast and hits you like a truck, leaving you shaking like a leaf and full on crying.
“There you go.” Soobin smiles into your skin, hips slowing as he sits up, letting your legs fall to the bed. His big hands wrapping around your waist, so he can slam against you, using you like a fleshlight as he works up to his orgasm. “Take it so good, doll.”
He cums with a moan, fitting his hips as close to yours that he can, filling you up with thick, heady cum.
(also this is js for you to read, u don’t have to reply!! i think it would help, to organise your page and reach more people, to use the “read more” feature so they’re not super long posts and maybe use theme pics and titles to catch people’s attention!!)
it would actually be super helpful if i could figure out how too 😭😭 i’ve tried and i think it might be because im using my phone but i can’t figure it out.
I do eventually plan to get everything organized and trying to set up a master list
Yeonjun misses you. Misses you so so so bad, hates when he has to be away from you. Texts you over and over and over again that he wishes you were with him, pouts to his members when you reply that he’ll be home in a few days and it’ll be ok.
He knows it’s true, two more days in Japan and he’ll be back in your arms, but here; alone in his hotel room he’s so overwhelmed with missing you tears well up in his eyes.
You pick up his facetime almost immediately, your tired, pretty features making him miss you more. “Awe..” You coo, kissing your screen. “My Junnie is crying.”
“I miss you.” His frown hurts. “My heart hurts.”
“I miss you too! So excited for you to come home!” You shift, so innocently, just trying to get comfortable but your pretty tits come into his view and Yeonjun is reminded of another thing he misses. “You’ve got my perfume, spray it on your pillow it might help you sleep.”
The tank top you’re wearing is so thin, pretty nipples almost completely visible through the fabric. “Yeah… that’s a good idea.” He doesn’t tell you he’s already drenched his bed and clothes in it, or that he’s quickly getting hard in his pants.
“Three days, Junnie, you’ll make it.” You move again, yawning and stretching and putting your body on display for him. “I miss you too, I had your hoodie on earlier but it’s too hot for it.”
Surely you won’t notice his hand slipping into his waistband. “We’re coming back a day early this time, so only two.” You make a noise in the back of your throat, eyes going wide as you smile out a yay.
“Really!” Your face presses closer at the same time his hand wraps around his achy cock. “That’s great! I can’t wait!” He can’t either, tempted to book a plane ticket and rush back to you now. “Are you guys having fun in Japan? Do any shopping before the concert?”
“Ye-yeah, I got you some stuff.” Another little noise and his hand slowly tugs upwards in his dick. “A sh- A shirt and some makeup from don quixote.”
“Awe, thank you.” Yeonjun’s hips jump, your hand would feel so much better, any part of you would feel better. Your tits are in his view again and the thought of fucking them draws a whine out of him, stopping you mid sentence. “You ok?”
“Yeah..” His voice is unstable, hand speeding up as you raise an eyebrow. “I’m jus-t tired and miss y-you.” His thumb swipes over his tip and another whine is pulled out of him.
“I guess I should hang up if you’re so tired.” You pull away from the camera, perfect boobs finally on full display for him. He wishes he was there to see them in person, too squeeze and lick and kiss and fuck.
Yeonjun panics a little, hand stopping as you try to say goodnight. “No- no, I want to hear your voice.” He rolls onto his stomach, hips hitting against the mattress. “Need to hear your voice. I just miss you so much.” His phone slips out of his as he reaches for a perfume-soaked pillow, groaning as your smell fills his brain.
“Do you feel good, Junnie?” You coo, seeming to have caught on to him. “Pick me up, I want to see.” Yeonjun props his phone against the bed frame, sitting up to show you his erection. “Look at that, so hard.”
“I miss you. Want to fuck your tits so bad.” You kiss your teeth, free hand cupping your boob and jiggling it a little. “Wanna cum all over them n’ then fuck your pretty cunt.”
“Show me how you’d do it, Junnie.” He picks up the pillow again, folding it in half and sliding his weeping dick between the fold. His knuckles turn white with his grip, hips rolling into the pillow. “Does it feel as good as me?”
“No.” He laughs, hips hitting the pillow harder. “Your cunt is so fucking warm, makes me feel like my dick is gonna melt, and your skin his so soft in my hands. It’s just fucking heaven to fuck you, nothing will ever come close.” You blush at his words, cooing about how sweet he is.
Yeonjun’s hips drop moving to rut against the mattress again, he can feel pressure building up, your pretty face and tits edging his release. “I wanna see you cum, Junnie.” His orgasm hits him then and there, shoulders sagging as he cums over the cotton sheets.
“Fuck- fuck I wish you were here.” His hips slow as he calms down, using his hand to milk out every last bit of cum. “Feels like a waste when my perfect girlfriend looks so pretty covered in my cum.”
Letting Kai fuck you raw for the first time, finally giving into his begging under the pretense that he’d pull out, he has to, you haven’t been keeping up with your birth control.
It starts off fine, a long make out session, his fingers stretching you open, a pillow under your hips. His breathing goes shaky as he spreads your legs open, slotting them on either side of your hip.
Nerves take over him, leaning to kiss you again as he presses his fat tip against your leaking entrance. He’s barely inched into you when the risk of it all kicks at his stomach, butterflies rising in his throat as he rolls his hips forward. He could get you pregnant.
Kai and his big arms that frame your head as he fucks you. Face nuzzling into your hair, whispering cuss words into your skin as you claw at his tense, muscled shoulders. Excitement controlling his hips.
Your sweet, honeyed cunt begs him to sink back in everytime he pulls back and he’s never been one to say no, fucking you into stupidity. He ignores your pleas for him to slow down, your stupid want for him to let up and ruin both of your orgasims.
“It’s ok, honey, you can take it.” You whine that you can’t, that you just need a second to catch your breath, that he’s being mean. “Mean? Me?”
Kai lifts up your hips, sitting upright on his knees and jerking your body in time with his thrusts. In this angle he can see his precum frothing with your slick around your entrance, there’s enough of it to smear across his pelvis and your ass.
“You're pretty, honey, so pretty.” Your mouth hangs open, tiny high pitched squeals leaving your mouth as Kai fucks an orgasm out of you. “See? I’m not mean, I jus’ want to make you feel good.”
“Kai-“ Your eyes roll back as you try to speak. “Shit-“ He can see your brain haze over, mouth opening and closing as you try to speak.
Kai’s bottom lip burns under his teeth as he tries to convince himself to pull out, to keep his promise, to not fill you up with his heady cum and get to see your gorgeous cunt overflowing with it. He’s not very convincing, holding you tight enough to bruise as he goes back and forth in his head.
Kai pulls out of you with a groan, head thrown back as he wraps his hand around his angry, almost purple cock. “Fuck- I wish I was cuming inside you.” His dick is slippery with your release, a loud slick sound filling the room as he chases his orgasm. “Perfect cunt is just begging for it.” Cum paints your stomach and it’s almost as satisfying as cumming inside you would have been.
You promise him to get back on schedule with your birth control, that this time next month he’ll be able to fill you up all he wants and heaven knows Kai will keep you to it.
I just discovered your blog, and omg, you are soooo talented, and your brain is super sexy and delicious as hell!
I really wanted to send you an ask for a drable of sweet, soft, service top husband Taehyun (let's be for real, Terry is such a hubby material), breeding kink and strength kink (?.
Just the fact that he is so down on his knees if it's about you, he doesn't see a future without you, wants to make you part of his life forver.
Sweet love making with your perfect husband, him whispering lovely nothings in your ear, manhandling you into any posision he wants, caresing your body with a firm but soft touch, holding all the love he feels for you and all the stars in his eyes, as he breeds you to the brim, you kissing his forehead while he purrs into your neck
ILSKDODL yeah, that man is making me go fereal
That's all babe, thank youuu
—TAEHYUN—
(nsfw & not proofread)
This is kind of all over the place and i’m sorry about that 😭
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“Hey!” Yeonjun cheers from the table, waving Taehyun over. “We didn’t know if you were coming or not! The rest of the guys should be here soon.”
“Yeah I’m sorry it was so up in the air, we closed on a house today.” Taehyun hugs his friend, settling down next to him.
“Hey, you came!” Kai smiles down at him, the other two guys behind him echoing similar sentiments. “Broke away from your bride just for us!”
“He must really love us.” Beomgyu laughs. “Let’s get drunk!”
Taehyun misses you, it’s a deep gnawing feeling in his gut that grows with every sip of beer. You haven’t texted him all night and he's slowly convincing himself it’s because you’re angry with him and the gnawing grows bigger as he does.
His friends are laughing, playing rock paper scissors over something as he pouts, staring at his phone. If he was sober he’d realize you’re just asleep but right now panic claws at his throat with the idea you’re leaving him. “I have to go, guys.” Taehyun mumbles, grabbing his coat and stumbling out of the restaurant.
He can’t lose you. He’d be nothing without you.
Your shared apartment is dark when he gets home, pitch black with the absence of you. It’s just him, the couch, and the gentle hum of the air conditioner. Your name breaks the silence, Taehyun’s voice shaking as he maneuvers through the house.
Most of your apartment is in boxes, you must have spent the night packing. He remembers the house you picked out, the one you fell in love with. Taehyun couldn’t have cared less about where you guys end up but the way you lit up as he followed you through the property changed his mind. You were right, you were always right, especially when you grabbed his hand and whispered about how it was perfect for starting a family with him.
The memory makes him smile. You make him smile.
Relief washes over him when he opens the bedroom door, your body a lump in your shared bed. “I’m home.” He whispers, letting his coat fall to the ground. You don’t move, still asleep as he sits on the edge of the bed. “I missed you.”
You accept Taehyun even in your sleep, wrapping him in your arms as he settles into the bed. “I love you.” He’s on the verge of tears, pressing a kiss against your forehead. “So much.” Another kiss on your nose. “Too much.” A third kiss on your cheek. “Never leave me.” A final kiss lands against your lips.
Your face scrunches up as you rouse, trying to hide your face in his neck. “Sorry love, I didn’t mean to wake you up.” Taehyun kisses his words into your shoulder.
You’re so warm in his hold, soothing his panic with a hand against his chest. “Did you have fun?” Your lips graze his skin as you talk, each movement resulting in a tiny kiss.
“No, I spent my whole night missing you.” Your hair is slightly damp, you’ve always been too lazy to fully dry it, relying on Taehyun to do it for you. “I should have stayed home and dried your hair.”
Your laugh is heavy with sleep. “Yeah, you should have.” Taehyun knows you’re just joking but his anxieties from earlier surge forward, stinging like bile in his throat.
“Please forgive me, I can’t live without you.” You’re more asleep than awake, it’s obvious from the way you hum at him. “Don’t leave me.”
“What?” You push back on him a little, your pretty fingers caging his face as you look at him. “Hyun, you’re crying.” Your lips feel like rose petals against your cheek as you kiss his tears away.
His head hangs as you soothe him. You follow the same order he did; forehead, nose, cheeks, and then lips- it shouldn’t surprise him, he learned it from you. You taste like toothpaste, like waking up to love and falling asleep with it, like the simple life Taehyun has always wanted. “Don’t leave me.” His arms wrap around your shoulders. He’s determined to pull you closer to him, close enough your atoms fuse with his.
“I’d rather die.” Another kiss against his nose. “You’re my better half.” Your eyes crinkle in a tired smile.
“Will you sing for me?” Taehyun’s request makes him feel childish, the way you cradle his face makes him feel like a baby. “Just a little.”
“Really? You’re the singer.” Your words tickle his hair as he curls up, nestling his head into your chest. “Ok.” Your lips are against his head as you hum.
It’s a slow sweet melody that takes Taehyun a while to place, it’s just as he’s drifting off that it clicks. “Why this one?”
“I love it, it reminds me of our wedding. How you cried while we danced to it.”
“Cause I love you so much.” His hands rest on your hips, gently rubbing up your side and back down. “You looked so pretty in your dress.”
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Taehyun wakes up to an empty bed, a frown taking over his face as he reaches for his phone. His only notification is a text from you, explaining that you’re cleaning the new house and you wanted him to get some sleep.
He’s in the car in minutes, barely remembering shoes as he rushes out of the apartment. His anxieties are back with his hangover, hand reaching to rest on a thigh that isn’t there as he drives.
You’re right where you told him you would be, doing exactly what you said you would be doing, humming as you wipe down the kitchen counters. You must have your headphones in, completely unaware of him as he approaches, jumping a little when he wraps you up in a hug, chest pressed against your back. “Hey, beautiful.”
“Sleep good?” The smell of shampoo eases his headache as he hums out a yes. “I’m glad, you were so upset last night.”
“That's why I don’t drink. I get all sappy.” Taehyun kisses you as you turn around, hands still wrapped around you as press closer to him. His tongue swipes over your lips, quickly accepted by your own.
Your breath shakes as you speak. “Hold…” You grab onto his shoulder, gently pushing at it. “Hold on, I wanted to show you something.”
“Can’t it wait?” Taehyun nips at your bottom lip as he talks, sliding his fingers under your top. “I’d really like to fuck you.”
You laugh like he’s joking, hitting at his chest as you wheeze. “Stop- come look.”
You lead him to one of the rooms, smiling as you open the door. A small crib is waiting for him. “Took me all morning to build it, but I decided this is the best room for a nursery.” Taehyun nods along with your words, a deep need blooming in his chest as he stares at the wooden furniture. “You ok? Hungry?”
“Yeah.” He mumbles. “I wanna eat you.” You laugh again, it’s an awkward puff of confusion that he cuts off with another kiss. “I’m serious, I wanna devour you with my love.”
You let him split open your mouth with his messy kisses, his hands exploring the skin under your t-shirt as he sucks on your tongue. “Should we go home?” You're a mess, voice pitched, legs shaky, eyes watery, the idea of stopping to go home almost makes him laugh.
“No.” Your skin is on fire under Taehyun’s lips, the warmth from it spreading from them throughout his whole body. “I’ll have you right here.” Contrary to you, the door is cold against Taehyun’s palms but it serves well to cage you in and ground him.
“Standing up?”
Taehyun shakes his head. “No, it won’t stick that way, I just want to kiss you some more.” He can hear you repeat the word stick, your pretty eyebrows scrunching as you look at him. “Yeah, gotta get you pregnant, love, so this crib has a purpose.” You open your mouth to speak but the words don’t come out, leaving you wide open for another kiss. “You taste sweet.” Taehyun groans, tongue pressing against yours. “Like honey.”
He kisses you until you turn impatient, pulling at his hair and whining for more. “I’m sorry, love. Let me make it up to you.” His knees hit the floor with a thud. The button of your shorts pops so easy, the jean material pooling around your ankles.
“That tickles.” You whine as he liters your stomach with kisses. Taehyun almost can't believe how wet you are, underwear sticking to your sweet, honeyed cunt as he slips them down.
“Come here.” Taehyun grabs the back of your thighs, supporting you in full as he spreads them apart. “Hold onto me, baby, I’ve got you.” The first taste of you has his eyes rolling into his head, grip tightening as he licks at your folds. “Fuck-“
Your only point of contact to the door is the middle of your back, your body hunched over, hands pulling at his shirt and hair as he works your clit with his tongue. “Hyun-“ He hums, sending shivers up your spine as he lifts you off the ground, trying to force himself further into your cunt. “I want you in me, hurry.”
“Fuck. Fuck, ok.” Taehyun sets you down against the floor, pulling your shirt over your head. “I love your tits.” The flesh distracts him, thumb swiping over your red nipples. He can hear you whine for him to hurry, your hands trying to strip him of his shirt. “This little bit of skin…” Taehyun licks at the valley in between your boobs. “…is so sexy.” He sucks a hickey against the skin, then another, then a third, and more and more until your chest and neck is covered in the little red marks.
You’re whining at him still, begging him to hurry. “You’re a tease.” Taehyun kisses you again, swallowing your whimpers, fingers slipping through your soaked cunt.
“Want me to fuck you so bad but I can barely get my fingers in you.” The back of your head hits the door making it bump into the wall with a soft thud. “Careful.” Taehyun’s hand tangles in your hair, big hand cradling your head. “Don’t want you getting hurt.”
“Hyun,” Your hands claw at his clothed shoulder. “I need you to take this shit off and fuck me. Now.” He tries to coo out something about taking his time but you’re quick to cut him off, “Now!”
When Taehyun pulls away from you to strip he’s stunned by the image of you in all your prettiness. The way you’re slouched against the door, face flushed and smeared with the mixture or your and his saliva, hair a mess, eyes droopy, shorts hanging from your ankle, it almost reminds him of a painting. “You’re so beautiful.”
“Oh, shut up.” You groan, wrapping one of your legs around his waist. “You can tell me about it after you fuck me.”
You’re delusional if you think Taehyun can wait, sweet whispers of your beauty filling the air as he pulls down his sweats. He tells you how lucky he is as he grinds his erection against your slippery cunt. Mumbles about his love for you as he slowly spreads you open on his cock.
“So perfect for me.” Taehyun’s lips press into your hair, his hand coming back to hold your head. “You’ll get a headache if you keep hitting your head.”
“It’s your fault, you chose right here.” Your words are choppy, clipping off every time his hips hit yours. Your cunt is so warm and gooey, melting his brain.
Taehyun can’t shut up, his forehead resting against your shoulder as he rambles. “…N’ your laugh is so pretty, n’ the way you blush…” More and more as he bullies his hips against your own. “I love you, so much, so fucking much.”
Your legs shake under his hold, hand under your knee as he pushes it out. “The stretch hurts, Hyun.” It comes out more as whines than words as he pushes you more. “So deep.”
“That’s good, it’s gotta stick.” Taehyun groans at your pitchy cries, softly begging for more. “Will you rub your clit for me baby? My hands are full.” You do as he asks, fingers trailing down his stomach before pressing into your puffy clit.
He can just barely see your fingers moving in circles against the bud, his neck bent so he can stare. “I feel so good.” You confess, head fighting his hand as you try to rest it against the door. “I’m gonna-“
Your voice cuts off as you squirt, cunt tightening even harder against Taehyun’s cock as you spray against his stomach. “So perfect.” Taehyun groans, pistoning into you harder. “Give me an orgasm now, ok? I wanna feel you cum around my cock, love, I need to feel it.” He’s babbling again, hips bruising as he fucks you.
It doesn’t take too long, your back arching as your orgasm builds up. “C’mon baby, please.” He pleads with you, trying to force himself deeper. “Need it, please, I need-“ You cum with a broken groan, clamping down so hard Taehyun struggles to push in as his own orgasm sparks.
White hot spurts of cum fill you to the brim, his eyes watering as you wring him out. “Fuck- thank you, love, you’re so perfect for me.”
“I’m sorry.” Beomgyu cries into the air, still pleading with you to let him try again. “I didn’t mean to.”
You scoff at him, hips shaking as the vibrator sucks at your clit. “Doesn’t matter what you meant to do.” Beomgyu is a whimpering mess, cum drying against his skin as you make him watch you get off. “Tell me what your punishment was, gyu.”
“I’d stay tied up all night.” He whispers, gnawing at his bottom lip as you raise your eyebrow. “And I wouldn’t cum until midnight.”
“And what time did you cum?”
“11:28”
“That’s right, you were bad, so sit there and watch.”
Monday
“I made dinner.” Beomgyu smiles at you as you set your keys down on the counter. “Sit down, I'll serve you.”
“Well, thank you.” You kiss his cheek as you walk by, gently cupping his face. “You’re so sweet to me.”
“So can I have a reward?”
“What kind of reward?”
“An orgasm.”
“Don’t be bad.” You reach down and palm his erection. “You got yourself in trouble.”
Tuesday
“No-“ Beomgyu’s mouth falls open as you kiss at his shoulder. “No, I want to be good.”
“You are being good.” You kiss his neck, sucking a mark on the sensitive skin. “Making me feel so good.” Beomgyu’s lips are split from biting, hips stuttering as you sink down on his rigid cock. “Let me know when you’re close, I’ll stop.”
“I’m close.” Beomgyu breathes almost immediately. His eyes dart across your face. “So close.” You laugh at him, pushing your hips flush against his.
“Don’t you dare cum.” You giggle, grinding against him. “Be a good little mutt.” His stomach tenses as you roll your hips, walls fluttering against his erection as you grab his hand. “A good boy would be helping me get off.” His fingers shake as you press them against your clit.
You want to see how far you can push him, lightly trailing your fingers up his stomach to his pink nipples. “No- I’ll cum- please don’t-“ Beomgyu is crying, hips jumping as you lean down. “Please- no.” Your tongue hits the pert little bud and Beomgyu freezes, mouth open in silent shock as you work the flesh between your teeth.
“One drop of cum and your week starts over.” You bite down on his chest. “I’ve got your dick in me but you haven’t said thank you yet.” You smile. “What happened to your manners?”
Beomgyu tries to speak, his mouth working around the words as you squeeze around him. “Thank-“ He whines as you lap at the nipple again. “Thank you!” Your smile widens, your fingers pressing his against your clit harder. You moan into his ear as your orgasm builds. Your hips shake against his, his dick jumping as you cream against it. “Thank you…”
“That’s my good boy.” You lift your hips off of his, cooing at his angry red erection. “Four more days.”
Wednesday
You’re starting to feel bad for him, after last night every little thing had made him whine for you. You’re even thinking of letting him off the hook, throwing your keys down on the counter and calling out for him.
Except he doesn’t respond. You know he’s home, he texts you every time he leaves. “Beomgyu… you napping?” You sing out your words, swinging open your bedroom door. “I should get you fucking neutered.”
Beomgyu looks up at you with wide eyes, hips rocking against your pillow. “I’m sorry.” He stutters, clutching the pillow against his lap.
“How many times did you cum?” You grit. “Be honest.”
“I didn’t! I was just trying to relieve some of the pain!”
“Let me see.” Your hands swat his away from the pillow, ripping it away from his body. “Look at this mess, you want me to believe you? This is all precum?”
Beomgyu’s mouth forms around a yes, tears building as you grab his face. “Three times. I’m so sorry- I tried not to.”
“No you didn’t, stupid mutt.” You strip the pillowcase off, shoving the fabric into his face. You smear his cum across his features. “Get on your knees, Beomgyu, now.”
He does as he’s told, hands clenched together as he whines at you. “I’m so-“
“Shut up.” You fish through your nightstand. “You know I don’t like using this thing, but since you have no fucking self control.” He tries to stop you, his hands pushing at yours. “Keep your hands to yourself, they’re dirty.”
“No- please, I hate it.” Beomgyu’s shaking, he’s always fucking shaking, as you slide the ring down his cock. “I promise I won’t do it again.”
“You’re too spoiled.” You squeeze his balls, relishing in the gasp he lets out. “Can’t even say thank you anymore.”
“I’m sorry.” Beomgyu whines, eyes rolling as you grope at his balls. “Thank you! Thank you so much! Please let me cum- I'm sorry.” he’s babbling, drool slipping out of his mouth, mixing with his tears as you squeeze tighter. “Please. Please. Please. Please. I’m sorry.”
“So fucking sorry.” You roll your eyes as he sobs, using your free hand to dig your finger into the tip of his cock. “You want to cum so bad, do it.”
“It hurts.” He’s a blubbering mess, eyes screwing shut as you continue your torment. “I can’t… it hurts.”
“Then you don’t want it that bad.” You bend down, biting into his thigh. “You’re so messy.” You take his leaking tip into your mouth, dragging your teeth across the sensitive skin as you jerk him off.
“Hurts!” Beomgyu’s hands grab at your hair and you bite down a little, just enough to force another sob out of him. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I-“ Cum shoots out of Beomgyu without warning, hot, salty, watery cum hitting you in the back of the throat. “I’m sorry- thank you- I’m sorry…” He sounds like a broken record as he repeats himself, chest heaving as he comes down from his high.
“Was it worth it, gyu?” You rub your thumb across where your teeth hit, soothing the skin. He can’t answer, barely conscious as you lay him down. “Looks like we have to start your week over.”
“Untie me, please.” Beomgyu whines into the hot air, hands struggling against the tie restraining him. “I’m sorry.”
“Not good enough.” You laugh at him. He’s just too cute, eyes watery and dick hard against his stomach. He whines out another please, shifting off of his knees. “Did I say you could move?” You stretch your socked foot to press against his erection, sliding it up the underside of it. “That’s why you’re tied up, you’re bad.”
“No-“ Your foot presses harder, Beomgyu’s mouth falling open as his head hangs. “I’m sorry.”
“Say it.” The smile on your face hurts as the man in front of you trembles. “Say you’re bad and you need to be punished.” You speed up your moments, kneading at his dick as he tries to speak.
“I-“ Beomgyu starts, embarrassment turning his face bright red. “I’m bad…” It’s barely a whisper. “and I need to be punished.”
“That’s right.” He gasps when you pull your foot away, hips bucking towards your skin. “What should it be? No orgasm tonight?” The noise he lets out is nothing but pathetic, still trembling like a leaf as you mull over the idea. “How about I call the guy from the bar, I’m sure he’d let you watch him fuck me.” Beomgyu’s words are rushed, desperately telling you he’d do anything but share. “I didn’t realize it was up to you. Should I let you pick your own punishment? What do you think?”
Beomgyu nods, beads of sweat flicking from his hair with the movement. “I’ll stay tied up all night.” He mumbles, “I deserve it.”
“That’s barely a punishment, gyu, what else?” His eyes widen at your question, mouth opening and closing as he tries to think. “Hurry up, I’m getting tired of this.” He says something but you’re not even sure anything leaves his mouth. “What’d you say?”
“I won’t cum.” Your eyebrows shoot up, mouth splitting open into a smirk. “Just until midnight.” Your eyes glance to your phone, fingers tapping at the black screen.
“It’s 10:45, do you think you’ll last that long?” The mattress sinks under your palms as you crawl towards him. “If you do I’ll let you cum inside.”
Beomgyu hisses when you finally touch him, pushing up his chin to kiss at his neck. His thighs are sticky with precum, the clear liquid covering your fingers as you pinch at the skin. “If you cum I won’t fuck you for a week, so be a good boy.” His whole body shivers as you lick against the shell of his ear.
“No-“ Your boyfriend's voice is strained as you wrap your fingers around his leaky cock. “Not fair.” His hips stutter as your thumb presses into the tip, smearing drops of heady precum as they leak out of the fat. “S… stop.” His chest kicks up, breaths coming in short gasps as you open your mouth and let a glob of your spit land on his erection, mixing it in with his precum.
His lips are red and puffy from biting, his hips jump into the air, his arms struggle against the restraints. “Are you gonna cum? You’re supposed to be a good boy.” Beomgyu shakes his head no, a tear slipping down his cheek as you jerk up on his dick.
“I’m- good…” He whines, eyes squeezing shut. “I won’t cum.”
“That’s right, you’re my good boy, so take it.” A moan tears through Beomgyu’s chest as you lean down, blowing cold air against his dick. You have no faith in him, sure the second your tongue makes contact with his hard-on he’ll blow his load all over your face but you do it anyway, licking at the messy mushroom tip.
Much to your surprise Beomgyu doesn’t cum. His moans are strangled, body convulsing in on itself as you slobber over his angry dick but he doesn’t cum. “You want to cum inside me that bad?” You laugh a little, moving to press kisses against his heavy balls. “It’s only been ten minutes, can you do another hour of this?”
“Ye-“ He gives up halfway, weakly nodding as you bite at his thighs.
“Ok.” You sit up, “Open your mouth.” He does as he’s told, eyes widening as you grab his dick again, collecting the mixture of spit and precum. “Keep it open.” Beomgyu whines as you wipe your dripping fingers against his tongue, hand dropping to collect more of the mixture. “If you’d stop leaking like a faucet it’d be so much easier to clean you up.”
“I’m sorry.” Beomgyu slurs against his stuck out tongue, whining at your stimulation.
“Ok there you go, all cleaned up.” You smile as he closes his mouth, settling against his knees as he waits for your next move. “I almost want to untie you.” You tease, running your hands up your body. “But you’re bad, who knows what’d you do.”
You lay back against the headboard, feet pressing against your bed as you spread your legs open. Beomgyu’s eyes are trained on your hands, gasping as you pinch at your nipples, whining when you trail down to your cunt. “You’re leaking again.” You giggle, spreading open your cunt. “You’re no better than a mutt, you know that, humping the air at the sight of my cunt.” He whines as one of your fingers traces small circles on your clit, your breath hitching at the stimulation.
“Can I taste you?” Beomgyu’s eyes are desperate, squirming in his spot as you sit up. You reach your fingers out as far as you can, the digits soaked with your essence. “Can I?”
You nod, spreading open your fingers, strings connecting them together as Beomgyu lurches forward to take them into his mouth. He coats your fingers in his saliva, sucking at your hand until you pull it out of his mouth. “Want more?”
“Yes, please.” Beomgyu’s eyes widen as you twist your fingers in his hair, pushing him towards your cunt. “Really?”
“You’ve been so good tonight.” You smile at him, spreading your legs open wider. “What do you say?”
“Thank you.” He rushes out the words desperate to bury his face in your pussy. His chest presses against the bed as he sucks on your puffy clit, wrists struggling against the tie again as he draws a moan out of you. “Thank you.” He repeats it over again flattening his tongue against your folds and lapping thick strips up your cunt.
You can see his hips hit against the bed as he slobbers against you, your nails scratching at his back as you remind him not to cum.
Beomgyu slurps at your entrance, slowly trying to work his tongue into you as you pull at his hair. “My good boy.” You coo, hips rolling into his face. “Don’t forget about my clit.” Your eyes cross as he takes the nub back into his mouth, harshly sucking on the nerves.
He groans, hips stuttering as he does so, it’s a noise you know all too well. “Did you cum?” He tries to ignore you, lapping at your cunt. You kick at his shoulder, pushing him away from your gushing cunt. “Sit up, Beomgyu let me see.” Thick white cum is splattered against his chest and the sheets. “I even warned you, I guess this is what I get for spoiling you.”
“I’m sorry.” Beomgyu has tears in his eyes. “I won’t do it again. Please-“
“Nope, I hope it was worth it, you have a whole week before your next one.” You roll over to your nightstand, opening up the drawer and grabbing your vibrator. “You’ll just have to sit and watch.”
Soobin has read wayyyy too much hentai and it’s made him a pervert. He tries to put a lid on it, he really does, especially at events like this. But he’s just a man and there’s only so much he can do when you show up to his nephew's birthday in the tightest low cut tank top and tiniest little jean shorts.
“I’m so sorry we’re late!” You bounce on your heels a little, your tits bouncing with the lack of a bra. “I was waiting on a package.” Your kid hugs your legs and Soobin tries to remind himself where he is. “No I didn’t bring the baby, he’s staying with his dad today.” You whine and god does Soobin want to fuck you.
Someone’s baby starts crying, there’s so many here that Soobin doesn’t notice which one but what he does notice is that your tits start leaking, leaving two wet spots on your tank top. “Soobin.” He perks up to his name, tearing his eyes away from you. “Will you show her where the guest room is.” You stand with your arms crossed over your chest, red with embarrassment.
“Y- yeah.” He stutters, turning towards the hallway. “It’s this room.” He pushes open the door, his heart pounding in his ears as you thank him. “I’ll go get you another shirt.”
Soobin tries to will his boner away as he grabs a shirt from his sister's dresser. He doesn’t think to knock on the door, his heart skipping at the sight of you topless, gently massaging milk out of your tit. “I’m sorry!” He covers his eyes with his hand, tossing the shirt in the corner of the bed.
“It’s ok.” You whisper. “It’s not like it was on purpose.” He can hear you moving on the bed. “I overproduce, I’m so embarrassed.”
“I don’t think anyone noticed.” Soobin turns away from you, hoping you don’t notice the tent in his pants. “N’ it’s natural!”
“Could you grab me another rag?” You ask, “This is such a waste.” Soobin looks at you as he moves to grab a towel from the hutch. You’re pouting, your own eyes trained on your boobs as you express more milk.
“Save me.” Soobin breathes, barely turning to you as he hands you the towel.
You wipe yourself down, a gasp falling from your lips as you push down on your nipples. “They’re sensitive.”
“Fuck-“ Soobin groans, trying to make it to the door. His hand is turning the knob when you whisper his name.
“You can touch them.” You sigh, “I was hoping you’d ask.” Soobin can barely turn around, his heart in his throat as he tries to process your words.
Soobin gulps as you arch your chest to him. His mouth is dry as he inches towards the bed. “Are you sure?” His knee hits the bed as he asks. You nod at him, grabbing your tits and squeezing them as he makes his way to you. Up close your nipples are angry looking, red and puffy and building little droplets of milk. He presses his palm against one, fingers brushing against yours as he gropes your sensitive flesh.
You whine, dropping your hands, letting him smoosh and squeeze your boob against your chest. He can feel milk covering his palm and sliding down his arm, dripping off his elbow and onto the rag he brought you.
You reach up to cup your neglected tit, massaging your nipple as you thread your fingers through his hair. He doesn’t notice that you're pushing his head towards your chest until your nipple is touching his lips. Your fingers part his lips so you can place your sore nipple between them. Soobin takes the hint and latches onto the waiting bud. “Good-“ You whine, scratching his scalp. “Good boy.”
Soobin’s dick strains against his jeans, hips dropping so he can grind against the bed as he swallows mouthfuls of milk. He digs his fingers into your boob hard enough to leave a mark, too distracted by his own pleasure to focus on anything other than drinking and humping.
“Switch.” You gasp, pulling in his hair. “The other one is gonna feel left out.” Soobin looks up at you, so obviously milk drunk, slobbering over your tits as he kisses and licks to your other nipple, his pupils dilated as he nips on it.
He’s barely sucking at this point, whines spilling out of his mouth and into your skin as he gets himself off. “Wanna fuck your tits.” Soobin slurs, lapping at your nipple between the words. You pull him away from you completely, pushing him until he’s sitting on the edge of the bed.
You undo his belt, “Such a good boy for me.” You smile, pulling his jeans to his ankles. “Want a reward?” Soobin throws his head up and down shaking in excitement as you kiss his hard on through his boxers.
You press your tongue against the cotton covered head, the salty taste of precum sticking to your taste buds. He whines again, eyes screwing shut as you take him into your mouth. You lick and suck on his boxers until they’re dripping, strings of precum connect his erection to his ruined boxers as you finally slip them down. His dick slaps against his stomach, red and ready to burst. “You’re so hard.” You coo, running your fingers up his length. “Does it hurt?”
“Mhm!” Soobin bucks his hips into the air, desperate for the relief you provide. You spread his legs wider and slot your body between them, pressing your boobs against his dick.
You squeeze your tits together, almost completely engulfing his dick in your soft skin. Soobin whines again as you push your boobs together hader, his hips jumping as he tries to fuck them. He’s being too loud, there’s too many people in the house.
You pull away from him, reaching behind him to grab something, he whines at you, grabbing your hips and trying to force you back down. Soobin gags around the milk soaked rag you shove in his mouth, “Gonna get everyone’s attention, whining like a dog.” You settle back down on the floor, sliding his dick in between your boobs again.
“Be a good boy f’me, ok.” You pick up your tits and slowly massage them up and down against his heavy erection. “Feels good doesn’t it, baby.” You press your fingers against your nipples, milk slowly slipping down your boobs and mixing in with his cloudy precum that covers every where your skin connects to his.
Soobin is trying his best to be quiet, biting down on the cloth so hard his teeth hurt but he can’t help the whines that slip through his lips when you press your tongue flat against his tip. “N’ you were bein’ so good.” You pout at him, stopping your movements all together.
“S-sorry.” He barely vocalizes it against the rag but you hear it and it’s enough for you to give in and continue. You lick against the underside of his head, his hips shake but he doesn’t buck up like he so desperately wants to do. “M’ I good?” His words are a jumbled barely audible mess.
“So good.” You praise before finally taking the tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it as he shakes.
“Hold-“ Soobin’s mouth hangs open, the rag landing on his chest as he falls back onto his elbows. “I’m gonna-“ His cum spurts out of him without warning, hitting you in the back of the throat before you can pull off his dick. “I’m sorry.” He cries, more cum leaking out of him and into your boobs.
“It’s ok, baby, you were so good.” You whisper to him as you wrap your hand around his base, lazily rubbing him, helping him come down from his high. “Open your mouth.”
Soobin listens so well, mouth open and waiting for you. You scoop up as much of his cum from your chest as you can, fingers dripping as you stuff them in his mouth. “Thank you.” He smiles at you as he covers your fingers in saliva, sloppy running his tongue up and down each digit.
Sub for sub with Kai who whines as you desperately hump his thigh, the stimulation of your own against his leaky cock has his hips jumping.
“Please.” You both whine to each other though the clash of teeth and tongues, your voices melting together into a high pitched mess. “Please.”
You don’t know who you’re pleading with, your boyfriend is just as useless as he smears precum over your thigh. Your hand lands on his face as you try to find leverage to grind down harder, fingers slipping in his mouth. He bites down, the little spark of pain zipping to your needy cunt. “Did that feel good?” Kai slurs against your fingers, drool covering them as he asks. “Me too!”
You open your mouth so obediently for him, nipping at his fingers as you get closer and closer. “Touch me.” You whine around and the digits in your mouth, Kai tries his best, clumsy fingers smearing across your clit. You smoosh Kai’s cock to your leg with your free hand, his back arching off the bed at the friction. His chest bumping against yours.
Kai cums first, shooting thick streams of cum across your thigh and upper body. Embarrassment paints his face red as you desperately try to follow him. His fingers push on your clit harder now that he’s not focused on himself, he digs small circles into the bud.
You squirm on top of him as he bites down on your fingers again. “Please.” Kai whines at you. “Wanna see you cum.” Your hips stutter as your release sprays onto his thigh.
Warnings: NSFW// Petnames (babe/baby)// Choking// marking// bitting// i guess bottom kai but kinda switch// unprotected sex// oral (m)// unprotected sex// NOT PROOFREAD
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Getting your hands on Hyuka after a long day of doing nothing.
He comes home out of breath and sweaty after his last workout of the day, muscles tensing as he tries to calm down. “Ran…” He takes a big gulp of air. “Up the stairs…” More air. “From the gym… 7 stories!”
You want to let him breathe, drink some water, maybe even shower but something comes over you when he walks to kiss you on your cheek. You're pushing him onto the couch before you know what’s going on yourself, his head hitting the wall as you straddle him.
His hair is damp from sweat, especially where you thread your fingers into it at the nape of your neck to crash your lips into his. Any other night you’d take time to massage out the tension of his shoulders from the hours of dance and vocal training but tonight it adds support as you gasp into his waiting mouth.
You pull on Kai’s hair, tugging him away from you so you can look in his eyes. They’re half lidded but sparking with anticipation as you kiss his cheeks again, nipping at the skin and then moving to his neck. You bite him. You can’t help it, you sink your teeth into him and then suck on the mark and then do it again, and again, and again until he’s covered in bites and hickeys and desperately bucking his hips up into yours.
“Want you.” You whine, pulling your tank top over your head- thankful for never getting around to putting a bra on. He lets you push him around until he’s laying on his back, sitting on your knees in between his legs. Kai whines when you pull his gym shorts down, it’s a sound he’s never made before and your cunt soaks when he makes it.
Kai is hard already, and basically leaking as you lean down to kiss the angry red tip. He whines again when you blow cold air against it, his hips rolling up towards your mouth. You take his tip into your mouth, flattening your tongue against it before sinking down until you gag. His hips buck and roll without concern for you, tears forming as you let him have his way with your mouth.
It’s probably the worst head you’ve ever given him but Kai is whining like a pornstar as precum spills into your mouth. You want him to hurry up and cum so you can use him to get off but he’s taking too long so you sit up. “Babe.” He whines. “I was so close.”
“I don’t care.” You wrap a hand around his erection and line him up with your cunt. “Fuck-“ You cry out, as you sink down on him, your hand looking for purchase on anything and the first thing that stands out his Kai’s hickey covered throat. Your fingers wrap around it and squeeze- you can see a flash of panic in his eyes at the new sensation but he must like it because he starts whining again.
You grind down and your mouth falls open, he’s just so long, stuffing you full and then some. You let go of his throat in favor of rubbing small circles against your clit as you chase your orgasm. There’s something staving it off, you just need one more thing to push you over. You just need Kai to cum.
He looks up at you, tears in his lashes as you wrap your hand around his throat again, grinding down faster on his length. You notice the way his hips jump at the pressure so you wait until his eyes roll back into his head a little and you let go, bright red marks forming where your hand was as he gasps.
You push up on his chin to look at the damage, the hickeys you left on him earlier blending in with your handprint and the sight alone is enough to have your hips stuttering. Your fingers slip into his mouth as you pick up the pace, so desperate to find your orgasm you stop paying attention to him as he nips at your fingertips. “Kai!” You whine out, pushing on his shoulders as you pick up your pace again. “Let me-.” You don’t know what you were going to say, the thought leaving your head before you can finish it.
He’s cumming, and it’s so much, if you were full before you’re overstuffed now. But it’s still not enough and you’re getting tired, whining as your hips slow. “Kai-“ He sits up at his name, biting into your boob as he takes over, bouncing you on his dick as you whine.
“Just cum baby.” Kai whines, your cunt tightens around him as the almost gross sound of where your bodies connect fills your living room. He’s sensitive, still coming down from his orgasm as he tries to get you over, his hips stuttering. “Please.”
You grab one of his hands and lead it down to your cunt, pressing his fingers into your clit. You’re both getting desperate at this point whining into each other's mouths as you chase your high. You’re so close you can taste it, your eyes shutting as moans tumble out of your mouth.
Kai lets out a noise that’s almost primal as he cums again, grabbing onto the back of the couch. You fall back against the couch, legs shaking as you finally cum.
Description: surprising Binnie + how much he misses you after a tour
Fem reader
Warnings: NSFW// pet names (honey + hun)// descriptions of getting pierced (nipples)// briefest mention of nudes// one hickey// nipple play// unprotected sex// unrealistic position i guess// multiple orgasms// blah blah blah yk the drill// NOT PROOFREAD
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Getting your nipples pierced to surprise Binnie.
“It’s gonna be six months until we see each other again.” Soobin pouts, shoving his face in your tits. “I’m gonna miss my perfect girl and her perfect tits.”
“It’ll fly by like last time.” You giggle, petting his hair.
“Soobin.” Yeonjun yells from outside your shared apartment. “It’s time to go!”
“Bye honey.” Soobin looks like he’s being sent off to war, tears in his eyes as he kisses you goodbye. “I love you.”
“Don’t be a baby, Bin, I’ll be here when you get back, I love you.”
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Your appointment is later that day, a girl with tattoos going up her whole body grinning as she sets up her station. “Hell of a first piercing.” She laughs, handing you the consent form. You’re so shaky you can barely scribble your signature. “It’s gonna hurt.” She mumbles snorting when you jump at the marker against your skin. “This look good?”
“I think so?” You look at your reflection in the mirror, trying to imagine two silver balls in place of the purple sharpie. “Yeah, looks great.”
“Ok.” She lays you back down. “On the count of three, one, two, th-“ You think you black out, a ringing in your ears as she smiles down at you. “Ready for number two?”
“Mhm..” You whine, just bite the bullet, it can’t be as bad as the fir- “Fuck, fuck me.” You groan, biting at your hand.
“Just one more second to get the jewelry in.” The piecer pats your shoulder as tears fall down your cheeks. “You’re braver than me.” She laughs as you struggle to sit up. “Look, it’s hot.” You don’t know what you’re expecting… blood? redness? any sign of the pain you’re still experiencing. No, just two little pieces of silver. “Wanna put your shirt back on?”
“Uh, sure.” You gasp at the shocks of pain as your shirt grazes against your sensitive new piercings. “You think they’ll be healed in six months?”
“Sure thing, just follow your care instructions, call me if you think anything is off.”
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You spend the next six months diligently cleaning your piercings and desperately avoiding Soobin and his calls. He’s a perv to his core, calling you every night and begging to see your “pretty tits.” You get so antsy about ruining the surprise you start ignoring his calls all together and sending him old pictures when he asks for one.
So when he gets home Soobin is miffed, huffing and puffing on the car ride to your apartment, throwing open your front door. It all melts away when you’re waiting for him in a pretty little dress and his favorite meal on the table for him but he doesn’t let you know, shrugging you off and ignoring your questions about the tour.
“I’ll run you a bath..” You pout but as soon as you get up his hands are on you.
“I was just playing.” Soobin mumbles, grabbing onto your boobs. “Just upset you tried to keep my favorite things away from me.”
“It’s because I have a surprise.” You whine as your fiance slips his hands under your dress, pulling the fabric down under your boobs. His fingers pause, mind racing as he lightly traces your nipple.
“Somethins’ new.” Soobin slurs, kissing your shoulder. “Turn around for me baby.” His eyes widen when you do, your boobs right in face- two silver balls framing each pretty nipple. “Oh!”
“They’re still sensitive.” You mumble, grabbing onto his shoulder. “But- do you like them?”
Soobin reaches up and rolls one in between his long fingers, smiling up at you when you cry out. “Perfect.” He spreads your tits apart and kisses the skin in between them, “Didn't know your tits could get better, always surprising me.” He bites into the flesh of your boob and sucks until he’s satisfied, a dark purple mark blooming where his mouth was. “Lemme know how this feels.”
Your legs shake when Soobin pulls your nipple in your mouth, the piercings making the sensation against your already sensitive skin seem almost unbearable. “It’s too much- binnie!” You whine pushing on his shoulders. “They’re- They’re-“ You cry when he pinches the other one “Sens-“ You’re so shaky you can barely keep yourself upright, pulling on Soobins hair to try and pull him off of you.
You’re granted a brief pause when Soobin pulls away to switch the one in his mouth. “I wanna see if you can cum just from this.” He laughs, biting into your sensitive flesh.
Soobin continues his assault, sucking on and biting at your poor nipples until you’re crying from the stimulation, and you’re so close- your neglected cunt dripping as he keeps you teetering on the edge of an orgasm. “Please- Soobin- it’s too much- too much.” You can barely get it out- you just need one more push.
“Hurry up and cum, honey, so I can fuck you like you want.” Soobin drops one of his hands, digging the pad of his middle and ring fingers into your clit. It’s enough to push you over, your voice ringing out as you cum all over his fingers. Your release drips down your legs as you fall against Soobin’s chest, struggling to catch your breath.
Your fiance doesn’t give you any time to recuperate, pushing you against the back of your couch. “I missed your pretty cunt.” He smiles, pulling one of your legs upwards, pressing it against the couch, your other foot barely able to touch the ground. “Gonna fuck you until you can’t breathe.” He groans, finally taking his dick out from his sweats.
It won’t take long. You still haven’t calmed down from your first orgasm and Soobin’s dick feels so good filling you inch by inch you almost cum when he bottoms out. It’s been so long- that’s what you tell yourself- it’s been too long of course you’re this sensitive. “It’s so big.” You drool, rolling your hips against Soobin to try and get off.
“Poor pussy must’ve missed me too.” He pushes your hip into the furniture, using it as leverage to fuck into you as deep as he can. “She’s swallowing me whole.”
Soobin uses his thumb to draw circles against your clit and starts mouthing at your tits again, the stimulation too much after your first orgasm. “I’m- I’m gonna cum!” You squeal. “Cum- Binnie- I’m cumming!”
“Go ahead, hun, cum all you want, it’s your reward for your pretty little surprise.” You can feel Soobin smile against your boob. “That’s right- cum all over me.” He groans as you clamp around his dick, your head spinning as you tumble into another orgasm. “That’s it, ‘s good right- want another one?”
“No! Too much- too much-“ Soobin doesn’t listen- he never listens- his hips slamming against yours hard enough to push your couch forward, your body slipping down the poor piece of furniture.
It doesn’t stop his torment, you don’t think anything could. Soobin’s strong arms flex as he hooks them under your knees, cradling you, barely missing a beat as he continues to fuck up into you. “Let me cum inside of you, you will right?” You nod weakly, your head lolling to the side. “Of course you will.” Soobin cums so much, filling you up to the brim and sending you crashing into a third orgasm, leaving you completely worn out in his arms. “Round two in the bath?” He laughs, kissing your temple.
Description: I was gonna do all the members but I’m being lazy. So sorry about that
Fem Reader
Warnings: NSFW// virginity loss// fingering// pet names (princess and baby)// unprotected sex// mention of aftercare but i’m being lazy// NOT PROOFREAD
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“How’s that feel, princess.” Yeonjuns head is tilted to the side as he looks down at you. “Good? Uncomfy?”
“S’ weird..” You pout, shifting your hips. “You can move them.” Your boyfriend complys, gently pulling his fingers back, his palm smooshing into your clit as you whine. “Oh- Junnie-“ You draw out as he slowly drags his fingers in and out of you.
Yeonjun smiles at you as your hips jerk up towards his hand. “You’re so sensitive, huh, princess?”
You bite at your lip and nod, a bigger question on your mind. “Are you gonna fuck me?” You whine, blush fighting up your cheeks at the thought.
“Fuck- if you want me to. I will.” Yeonjun curls his fingers into you as he talks, pressing against a spongy spot that has you squirming under him. “Only if you’re ready.”
“‘m ready.” Tears build in your eyes as your boyfriend pushes you into an orgasm unlike one you’ve ever had. “m ready…” You repeat as you come down from your high.
Yeonjun chuffs and shakes his head, leaning down to kiss your forehead. “You’re gonna be the death of me, baby.” He smiles, capturing your lips in a gentle kiss.
You throw your head against the pillows when Yeonjun is done, smushing your face against the cotton as the man above you kisses down your neck to your boobs. Still shaky from your orgasm you softly grip onto his tshirt. “Sensitive.” You can barely get the word out, embarrassment drying up your throat.
“You’re ok, princess.” Yeonjun pushes his sweats down his legs, your eyes widening as you look at his dick for the first time.
You could tell it was big from the times you’ve sat in your boyfriends lap but not this big. “It looks big.” You whisper, turning your blushing face away from his. “Do you think it’ll fit?”
“‘Course it will, your pretty cunt was made for me.” Your legs spread open as he props them up on his thighs, gently pushing his tip against your entrance, his hands holding you by your hips. “I’ll go slow.”
Tears fill your lash line again as Yeonjun painstakingly forces his way inside you, his thumb working gentle circles on your clit as he shushes his whines. “Perfect.” He whispers as he stills, hips flush against yours. “So fucking warm and wet.” He groans, grinding against you. “You’re so good to me, took my dick so perfect.”
Yeonjun drags out of you as steady as he can, fighting every urge to fuck you until you can’t breathe, the fat head of his tip catching on your entrance before he pushes back in. “Feel good?” He asks, anticipating your answer.
“I don’t know, it’s-“
“I know baby, It’ll feel better if I go faster, you ok with that?” He’s picking up speed a little before the sentence even finishes.
Yeonjun shoots you a smile when you nod. One of his hands traveling down to your knee to effortlessly swing your leg over his shoulder, your mouth falling open at the new angle.
“Junnie-“ You whine, pressure building up and slowly turning into something different- “I feel good.” You reach up to grab him, his hand meeting yours in the middle as he sits up on his knees, lifting your hips off the bed. A moan tumbles out of your mouth as he fucks you, still too slow for his liking but faster, slowly drawing you to an orgasm. “I feel good.” You tell him again.
“Me too, your sweet cunts taking me so well, bet I could go faster, huh princess.” You whine in agreement as your boyfriend fucks into you.
A wall of pleasure hits you all at once as Yeonjun goes back to rubbing circles on your swollen clit, broken moans filling the room. “So gooood.” Your hand not holding onto Yeonjun grabs at your pillow, pulling the satin of the case in between your lips.
Yeonjun tuts and pulls the pillow out of your hold, leaning down to take up its space on your chest. “Bite me if you need to but I wanna see your pretty face.” He’s so composed compared to you, but you can tell by the shake in his arms that he’s feeling good.
You whine and pull Yeonjuns hand to your mouth, biting onto his pinky and ring fingers. “I think I’m gonna-“ You cry out as your orgasm hits you like a wall, your boyfriend smiling down at you as he slows down, gently guiding you through it.
“Can I cum inside, baby?” He groans, grinding against you. “Will you let me?” Your vision is blurry but you can make out the smile on Yeonjuns face as you whine out that it’s ok. “So fucking perfect for me.” He groans slowly fucking you until he’s filling you up.
“It’s warm.” You mumble as Yeonjun pulls out, shifting as you get used to the new sensation.
“Course it is.” Yeonjun laughs, pushing your hair out of face. “Let’s get you a shower. We’re sweaty.”
“Course we are.” You mock his tone, kissing him on the cheek as he lifts you out of your bed.
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Unrelated to this but I’ve been watching JJK and kinda thinking about writing TXT as jujutsu sorcerers. AND ALSO how come nobody talks about the potential benefits of Toge’s technique (or cursed speech entirely)? Like… with his technique he could just think it’s funny to tell you to cum when you’re like doing the dishes and you have too… idk… seems like wasted potential to me…
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