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hi everyone!! its been awhile, I apologize for being mia :( i haven't really been working on anything lately, i have ideas i just get a little stumped and it's been discouraging. i really enjoy writing and want to continue so i will be opening my requests if anyone is interested!! i think it will help me stay motivated bc this is something that really excites me!! also, thank u for all the support on my other posts it means the world <3
can you just imagine catching innocent!mark humping your pillow coz he misses you and gets so embarrassed from being caught but you sit beside him and coo softly, telling him to continue and running your hands through his sweaty hair. please he'll get so flustered but he'll put on such a good show for you, frantically humping your pillow and his body shakes every time is sensitive head touches the fabric please i'm about to go insane
pls i need to talk about this.
the sounds of the fabric moving against him too? Like the sounds of him frantically getting himself off against your pillow, and even though he’s a little embarrassed, he can’t really stop himself? So, goddammit, if you’re gonna have to see him like this he’s going to at least make sure you’re enjoying the view.
Ffffffffffffffffffff—and when he hooks one hand around the waistband of his sweats to pull his cock out, so he can feel a little more fiction against the pillow, and leaving a big wet stain on it when he finally shivers, rolls his eyes back, and releases with a gasp followed by a drawn-out low hum?
I just know he would whisper a small “sorry” once he brings himself to open his eyes again, completely out of breath and surrounded by the scent of you.
Bestfriend Jeno who invades readers privacy and goes through her computer filled with videos of ykyk💀
warnings. errrhhmmm🤔 masturbation, yeah..
“Damn, he really did a number on your phone.” Jeno’s fingers drag down the shatter of cracks distorting your screen, neck ticking to the side. “I can definitely fix it though.”
“You can?”
“Yeah, I worked at one of those phone repair kiosks a couple summers ago, these screens cost a fortune to get fixed you know? I have a lot of leftover supplies, can probably find something in my stash that will fit.” He informs, patting your shoulder. “Means you’ll have to be disconnected all day though, is that okay?”
“I guess, have some lectures to get through and a group project to finish so I’ll be at the library most of the day if anything.”
“Alright, write down your passcode and maybe your apple log in just in case.” Jeno nods to a notebook, grabbing a pen to hand you.
“Why the log in?” You hesitate, eyeing your phone nervously.
Jeno shrugs, holding your phone out to you. “I only want to help, I know you’re kind of down on your luck right now. I understand if you want to be around when I fix it but today’s one of my only free days for the rest of the week, so..”
“No no, it’s fine.” You sigh, pushing the phone back toward him. “I might be back late, don’t know how long this meeting with my group will take. If you could leave my phone on DND? I’ll probably still be texting from my laptop.”
“Yeah, not a problem.” Jeno nods to his notebook, smiling as you scribble down your passcode and password. “I’ll get this all fixed up for you, free of charge.”
“I’ll have to repay you somehow..”
“What are friends for?” He laughs, motioning to the living room area scattered with your belongings. “Shit happens..”
“Thanks Jeno, everything you guys have done for me..” trailing off, you murmur shyly. “I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to repay you and Jaemin for helping me out like this.”
“Don’t worry about it, focus on school.”
After bidding you goodbye and good luck with your project, Jeno moves to his bedroom, whistling to himself as he traces down the largest crack on your phone screen. “Gosh, what a dick..”
He didn’t ask what the fight was about, the timing didn’t feel right with you sniffling as he and Jaemin helped you carry your belongings in. He never liked your boyfriend much anyway, or well, ex-boyfriend..
Jeno boiled it down to jealousy at times, whenever he’d have to witness the unfortunate public displays of affection between the two of you. It’s not that he likes you, not necessarily.. but your friendship hadn’t exactly stemmed from genuine interest in forming a platonic relationship. It just so happened that while he had one idea, your mind had already honed in and focused on another.
“Eh, I always knew he wasn’t right for you.” Jeno mumbles to himself, tapping your phone screen to the image of your now ex-boyfriend’s lips squished against your cheek. “Gross.”
Jeno gets to it, unwrapping a new razor to begin removing the old screen topper first and see the real damage. Lucky for you, he’d gifted you a durable screen protector when you’d gotten a new phone. Great for dropping, not so much for a crazy boyfriend hurling it at a wall though.
He’s pleased to see the damage is a lot more minor under the protector, mentally patting himself on the back for handling that for you in the first place. A text pops up lighting the bare screen. “Oh right, do not disturb.”
Jeno taps in the passcode, swiping down to turn off notifications only to come to a pause as another text comes in.
‘It’s easy money, I did it my first year of college to cover rent, and you're shit out of luck at this point if you think a dorm will open up this far into the semester.’
He knows he shouldn’t, but there’s no way you’d find out anyway..
‘Isn’t that prostitution?’
The last text sent from you has his eyes going wide, quickly reading through the chat between you and the name he recognizes as your best friends, the same one whose car Jaemin had found you using as a makeshift home..
‘It’s not illegal in our state, and it’s anonymous. You won’t get caught or anything. Trust me, I worked there for 11 months, best money I’ve ever made.’
Jeno mumbles a ‘what the fuck.’ To himself, opening his phone to copy down the address she sends in next.
‘Besides, what difference does it make? You were getting fucked by your asshole ex on stream for way less.’
“What?!” Jeno looks around in shock, covering his mouth in case someone else is home. An arsenal of unanswered questions race through his mind, swiping to put your phone on ‘do not disturb’ finally as he takes a deep breath to calm down.
“There’s no way..” he chuckles, licking his lips nervously as he taps open your photos and scrolls until a locked album named ‘delete’ catches his eye.
Jeno spent a year learning different ways to break into stolen phones with not even a passcode to assist, the thrill of unknown has his thumb punching away before he can even talk himself out of it. Not that he would..
Why wouldn’t you immediately delete photos or videos you wouldn’t want anyone to see anyway? You can’t be that stupid..
“Oh shit.”
You are that stupid.
Jeno groans, leaning back in his computer chair as he slowly scrolls through the album of over 1000 photos and videos, most consisting of topless shots. More scandalous as he reaches the middle and sucks in a deep breath reading the time on the first video he sees.
Eight minutes and twenty seven seconds..
Patting around for his headphones, he plugs them in and opens the video up to hit play, sinking deeper into his seat as your face appears half-fucked out with dreamy eyes and saliva wet lips.
The deeper familiar voice he recognizes as your ex’s comes through, making his stomach tighten. “Fuck.”
‘How can you ask me for more after I just fucked you full?’
‘Please daddy, n-need more.’
The camera runs down your bare body, laid back against dark sheets with your thighs hoisted up and open; panning down to where white streaks of cum paint your stomach and mound. ‘Feel that? My dicks still so hard.’
‘Keep fucking me, don’t stop fucking me. Fuck that cum deep inside of me.’
Jeno pants, short of breath as he digs the heel of his palm against his groin and groans. Fuck fuck fuck… he knew it. The past few years of having to pretend he valued your friendship more than his desire to fuck you, he always knew you were nothing but a pathetic sobbing whore. The sound of your sobs and aroused whines vibrating through his ears has him ready to make a mess, smoothing in past the waistband of his sweats to free his length, he’s thankful for the point of view shot; making it easy to tune out the masculine grunts passing between your pretty cries.
‘Fuck. I’ll breed you better than that.’ Jeno voices to himself, surprised your lazy ex didn’t make you get on top. The amount of cum covering your lower half has his hips jumping from the chair, eager to fuck into his fist faster.
One thought continues to pass through his mind as he grips around his cock and strokes to match the pace pushing you up and down along the screen.
“Jeno, really you don’t have to walk me home every night.” You turned towards him with crossed arms as he locked the doors of the cafe the two of you work at together.
Jeno had recently started working with you and when he found out you had walked home by yourself he insisted on walking with you.
Jeno shrugged and started walking in the direction of your apartment, which was the opposite direction of his. “I know I don't have to, but I want to make sure you're safe and what better way to do that?” Your cheeks heated up at his words, hoping he didn't notice.
Smiling at you softly, Jeno takes your hand in his and the two of you walk in silence, for a bit.
“Y/N, I’m going to go to the convenience store, just wait a minute?” You nod at him as he walks in. Sitting on the bench, you laugh to yourself, “He leaves me outside, but is worried about my safety?”
“Let's go.” Jeno bluntly says, walking away with a bag in his hand. ‘Did he hear me earlier?’ you thought to yourself, walking after him.
After a couple of minutes, the two of you reached your apartment building. “Thanks for walking me home, but please don’t do it anymore.” You mumbled to Jeno. Walking home with Jeno is actually your favorite part of the day, but you feel bad because Jeno does it so often.
“Hm? Speak up if it's important.” Jeno glances down at you. A tingling sensation flooded your body. Gulping, you slowly look up at Jeno, locking eyes with him. “Why do you want me to be safe?”
Nervous, Jeno glances away, breaking eye contact. “Do you want me not to care?”
“I asked you first, Jeno.” frustrated, you turn to walk away but, Jeno grabs your arm, shoving the bag in his hand into yours. Stopping in your tracks to peek at the bag you pout up at Jeno. The bag consisted of all your favorite snacks that you’ve rambled about liking while at work.
“I want you to be safe because I like you.” Jeno nervously glanced at the ground. Not wasting a second, you pull him into you, leaving a peck on his lips only to pull away. Your eyes lock, absorbing each other. He pulls you into a deeper, sloppier kiss.
finally feeling the motivation to write again!! i have a couple ideas already but, if u have any requests let me know!! i’ll post request rules later today <3
warnings → 18+, masturbation, oral (f and m receiving), use of slut, dirty talk, unprotected sex, etc
word count → 2.4k
It's currently 9pm, you’re waiting for your best friend to arrive at your apartment for your weekly movie night. To prepare, you’ve set out a bunch of pillows and blankets so that the two of you can get as comfortable as possible. Just as the microwave beeps, indicating the popcorn is done, the door to your apartment swings open.
"Perfect timing." Grinning as you hold up the bags of popcorn.
"I brought other snacks too." Taeyong says as he sets a grocery bag full of your favorite snacks on the coffee table. "Tae, you don't even eat any of these; why’d you only get snacks that I like?" You shuffled through the bag with a frown.
"Well, it’s my turn to pick a movie, and I know you won’t like it, so I wanted to make up for it." If you weren’t going to like it, that could only mean one thing... "Is it a scary movie?" You ask, looking at him with wide eyes as your head slowly tilts to the side. Yeah, he was right; you weren’t going to like it.
"Well, if that’s the case, I’ll need a drink." Walking to the fridge to grab a bottle of soju and some shot glasses. The two of you take a couple of shots, catching up on your week and other things going on in your lives. After a while, you turn the lights off so you can get cozy with all of the pillows and blankets on your couch.
There was about a quarter left of the movie when Taeyong nudged you. "Y/N," he whispered, "Are you awake?" Shifting in the blankets, you pick your head up to nod at him. "Mhm, unfortunately."
"Come here." Pulling you by the sleeve of your shirt, causing your upper body to fall into him. Your cheeks heat up. You’ve cuddled with Taeyong before, but the butterflies you feel in your stomach are inevitable every time.
"Can you play with my hair?" You asked while trying to look up at him. He’s focused on the movie, but you feel his hand move toward your head. "Your hair smells good today." He says as he softly pets your head. "I used the shampoo you left in my shower, so I hope you think it smells good." You tell him before snuggling more into his chest.
It doesn't take much longer for you to doze off, considering Taeyong has been playing with your hair for the longest time, plus you have no interest in the movie that was playing.
The next morning, you wake up alone in your bed. Lifting yourself up to stretch, you notice it looks like Taeyong slept next to you last night. Smiling, you begin to blush at the thought of Taeyong carrying you upstairs. After freshening up, you head downstairs, immediately being hit with the aroma of your favorite breakfast. Taeyong stands in front of your stove, wearing nothing but the sweats he wore last night. Walking up behind him, you snake your arms around his torso, causing him to jump.
"I thought you were going to sleep forever." Taeyong laughs at you.
"Wha- It's only 9am. When did we go to bed?" You asked, laying your head on his back. Taeyong could stay like this forever, and so could you. "It was around 12am."
"Wow, I haven’t slept that long in a while." You say, your arms slipping off of him as he moves to walk away from the stove.
Taeyong turns around, causing your eyes to widen. He follows your eyes down to his waist. Cheeks heating up, you open your mouth to speak. "Wh-" You start, "I’m so sorry, Y/N. I didn't mean for this to happen." He seems embarrassed, but he doesn’t move to cover himself. You smirked, deciding it was time for you to test the waters of your friendship. You take a step closer to him, reaching out to place your hands on his torso. "Taeyongie, how did this happen?"
Taeyong ignores your question, "W-what are you doing, Y/N?"
"I think I asked you something, Tae." You look up into his eyes, waiting for a response. Whatever space is left between you is filled with sexual tension.
"When you were hugging me.. I’m sorry I didn't mean to-" Taeyong tries to pull away from your grip.
"Can I help you? It must hurt being that hard." Pouting up at him as his efforts to get away from you stop
"Y-you really want to? You aren’t upset?" He asks you in disbelief. Shaking your head at him, you move your hand to palm his hard length through his sweats. A whimper instantly leaves Taeyong's soft lips.
"Can I suck your cock, Taeyongie?" You ask as you bend down on your knees. Taeyong hesitantly nods his head at you.
Slowly, you pull his sweats down. You had no idea what you were doing or where this was going, but you knew for certain that you needed Taeyong’s cock in your mouth. Taeyong's sweats fell to his ankles. Tracing your finger around the outline of his cock, you lean forward to kiss his length.
"No teasing; I thought you wanted my cock in that pretty mouth?" Taeyong’s aura shifted from shy and embarrassed to a dominant side you’ve never been able to see.
Pulling his boxers down excruciatingly slow, "I just want to take my time; I want you to feel good, Tae." Finally, his cock springs free. You knew he was big from the print he left in his sweats, but seeing him naked makes all the difference.
"Well, teasing doesn’t make me feel good. If you want to make me feel good, you-" His voice trails off when you place a soft kiss on the tip of his cock before taking him into your mouth.
Taeyong’s hands grip your head, lightly tugging at your hair.
"Such a slut wanting your best friend's cock." Taeyong gently forces more of himself down your throat. You hum around him, feeling yourself become wet at his words.
"God, you’re so pretty like this." He grunts as he continues to throat-fuck you. Tears brim your eyes as you begin to gag around him. "Just a little longer, baby." He throws his head back while letting out the moans he’s been holding in.
After a couple more minutes of you taking his length, he said, "F-fuck baby, I’m gonna come. Where do you want it?" Without saying a word, you freed his length from your mouth. You look up at him sweetly through your eyelashes with your tongue hanging out. Moving his hand quickly around himself, Taeyong feels his release spurt into your mouth. Tapping his cock onto your tongue to be sure he was finished, he said, "Be a good girl and swallow. All of it."
Standing up, you open your mouth to show him you’ve swallowed. "Ah!" You yelp as Taeyong swiftly picks you up and throws you over his shoulder. "Where are we going?" You ask with a raspy voice.
"I’m gonna take you upstairs and reward you for being a good slut." He says walking up the stairs with you. Usually the name-calling would make you sad, but hearing it come from Taeyong has your panties soaked.
Taeyong sets you on the bed and says, "You won’t believe how many fantasies I’ve had about you. They’re all so naughty." You stay silent, not trusting your voice to speak. Taeyong kneels in front of you as you lay on your bed and says, "Be a good girl and spread your legs for me," not wasting any time when your legs snap open.
Lowering himself between your legs, Taeyong’s face is centimeters away from your soaked panties. Inhaling sharply, "You’re so wet, Princess. You smell delicious." Sticking out his tongue, he begins to lap over your clothed pussy.
"Taeyongieee, please don’t tease; I thought this was a reward." You moan, grabbing fistfuls of his hair.
"You’ll get your reward, don't worry." Moving your panties to the side, Taeyong licks the strip of your pussy before taking your clit between his lips.
"O-oh god, Tae, that feels so good; don’t stop." Throwing your head back and your eyes screwed shut, you say, "Please don’t stop."
Taeyong does as told. Between your wetness and Taeyong’s saliva, you almost didn’t feel his finger slide into you. Taeyong adds another finger, curling them inside you.
"Y- you’re drooling everywhere." You say as Taeyong lifts his head up.
A sinful chuckle escapes from Taeyong's lips, "Baby, that's not drool. Open your mouth." Doing as told, you feel your pussy tighten at the emptiness as Taeyong brings his fingers to your mouth.
"Suck. That’s how wet you are for me." He bites his lip, watching you suck yourself off of his fingers. "Don’t you taste good?" You nod.
"I’m not done." Taeyong removes his fingers and moves them back down to your pussy. This time, he adds three fingers, causing you to jump. Pumping in and out of you, he lifts up your shirt, starts to massage one of your tits, and then begins suckling on your nipple.
Becoming overstimulated and starting to squirm underneath him. "Come here," You pick up his head, bringing him up to you and pulling him into a deep kiss. Taeyong manages to slip his tongue into your mouth while his fingers are still pushing in and out of your throbbing pussy.
"I-I’m gonna cum, Tae. Oh, please don’t stop." You moan into his mouth. "Then cum. Cum on my fingers, Princess." Taeyong’s fingers curl inside of you, causing the knot in your stomach to come undone.
Taeyong removes his fingers, sticking them into his mouth. "Tae, please, I need you." You beg. "What do you need, Princess? Tell me." He looks down at you mockingly.
"Please, I need you inside of me; I need you to fuck me." Sticking out your lip in hopes he’ll give in.
"Only because you asked so nicely. Look at you begging without me asking you to. Such a slut." He shakes his head at you disapprovingly.
"I promise to be good please just fuck me." Taeyong tilts his head at you with a smile. "Baby, you’ve been such a good girl for me; don’t worry, I’ll fuck you until you can’t take it."
You gulp, pulling him back into a kiss, not being able to resist him any longer. Not breaking the kiss, Taeyong lines himself up with your still-soaked pussy.
Slowly, he pushes his length into you. You let out a sharp moan, trying to get adjusted to his length. "Does it hurt at all?" He asks, looking into your eyes with concern. "I want it to hurt." You say back to him through your breathy moans.
Taeyong’s hand reaches up to your throat, wrapping his fingers around you. "Do you mean that?" Not breaking eye contact, You nearly scream, "Fuck, yes, Tae, please!" His grip tightens around you before he pulls his cock out just to slam it back into you. "Fucking slut. You’re taking my cock so well."
His words make you tighten around him. "I felt that. As if you need to be any tighter." He grunts.
"Can I ride you?" You ask shyly. Taeyong nods, pulling out of you. Switching spots with Taeyong, you climb on top of him. Taeyong’s cock lays on his stomach as you lower yourself to glide yourself over it. Rocking back and forth, humping his cock. Throwing his head back, you hear soft, pretty moans fall from his lips.
"Taeyongie, earlier you were gonna tell me how to make you feel good." You remind him, "What do you want me to do, baby?" Taeyong winces at the pet name.
"Do you like when I call you baby?" You ask him. Nodding back at you, it was your turn. Picking yourself up, you slowly slide down onto Taeyong's cock. "Tae, you feel so good inside of me, you fit so well." You tell him through your moans. Leaning down, you move your hand to his neck and ask, "Can I?" He looks deeply into your eyes and responds with a soft, "Please."
You begin rolling your hips to feel him deeper inside of you. He was the perfect fit, hitting you in all the right places. "Taeyongie, you’re such a good boy. Making me feel so good. Am I making you feel good?" You ask him.
"Princess, you’re so tight, I’m going to come." He tells you through his clenched teeth.
Slowing down, you release your grip around his throat. "Beg for it, baby boy; it's only fair."
"Please don’t stop. Please, let me cum!" He pleads, bucking his hips upward toward you.
"Not when you do that, you have to be good." You say looking down at him. "I’m sorry. I’ll be good," he says lazily, throwing his head back.
Resuming, you pump yourself up and down on him. Looking back up at you after a couple minutes, Taeyong can tell your legs are getting tired. Without saying anything, he swiftly moves you underneath him.
"W-what are you doing?" You asked, confused. Yes, your legs were tired, but you weren’t ready to stop.
"I want to fuck you. Get on all fours. Now." Without hesitating, you get on your hands and knees. Taeyong preps you again with his fingers before sliding his cock back into you.
"Still want it to hurt?" Taeyong asks. "Y-yes, P-please." You hiccup through your moans. Taeyong grabs a fistful of your hair with one hand and raises the other to slap your ass. "A-ah again." He cocks an eyebrow, then lands his hand on your ass again.
Reaching below you, he rubs your clit as he thrusts deeply into you. "Tae, I’m gonna cum." You whine, trying to move the hair sticking to your face. You look down to watch Taeyong touch you. Watching him causes the familiar knot to return to your stomach.
"Cum on my cock, baby; be a good girl and cum." This was all it took for the knot to come undone, though it felt different this time.
"That’s right, baby, squirt on my cock. So fucking hot." He says as he changes his pace. Your eyes started to get fuzzy, and you felt like your body could give out at any moment.
"I’m gonna cum," He leans forward and grunts in your ear. "Cum for me; finish inside me, baby." You whisper to him before grabbing his face and pulling him into yet another deep kiss. Taeyong whimpers into the kiss, releasing his load inside of you. Slowly, he pulls out, watching his cum leak out of you.
He collapses onto you, panting heavily. "That was—" you interrupt while wrapping your arms around him. "Amazing?"
Taeyong lifts his head up to look at you, smiling ear to ear, and says, "Totally."
The bedroom you and Haechan shared was dim. You were snuggled into your blankets, sound asleep, as Haechan flipped through the pages of his book.
After finishing his last chapter for the night, he put the book to the side and propped himself up on his elbow as he watched you sleep. He doesn't realize it, but he does this often. Looking at you sleeping peacefully next to him makes him feel at ease. While keeping his gaze on you, Haechan flickers the lamp off and lies next to you.
"You’re so pretty. Even when you sleep." Haechan whispers as he plants a soft kiss on your forehead.
Turning over to scroll through his phone one last time before he goes to sleep, he notices a post from a friend of yours. It was a throwback post from the beach trip the group took last summer. When Haechan's eyes found you wearing the bikini you wore that day, he instantly bit his lip. He remembers exactly how he felt. You looked stunning. Haechan found himself hiding in the water most of the day to hide his erection from you. Sadly, it was before the two of you were dating, so he obviously couldn’t tell you how sexy he found you in the bikini you had on.
Haechan stared at the photo a little longer, feeling his cock harden as the dirty thoughts clouded his mind. The more he thought about it, he realized that it had been two weeks since you two had sex. Haechan didn't let that affect him until this very moment. Suddenly, he needs your attention. He desperately misses your touch.
Rolling over onto his stomach, Haechan turns his head towards you as he slowly starts rocking his hips into the mattress. Biting his lip to suppress the soft whimpers trying to leave his mouth. Grinding into the mattress, pretending it was you. Soon these thoughts become difficult, causing him to turn on his back. Using his finger to draw circles around his tip, he teased himself. Haechan's whimpers become less suppressed.
"Does that feel good, baby?" You asked as you shifted to rub your eyes. Surprising him in the process.
"Oh- Y/N. I’m Sorry. It feels too good. I’m going to cum soon." Haechan moans back to you. You reach out your hand to stop him. Groaning, he looks deep into your eyes while sticking out his lip.
"You woke me up." You began. "Babyyy, I’m sorry. I just got so turned on by a photo of you, and it made me miss you so so so much." Cutting off a whining Haechan, you looked him in the eye sincerely.
"Ohhh, I see. Do you need my attention? Do you miss me or the way I touch you?" You ask mockingly. "I-I miss both, but I need to touch you." He tells you.
"Is that what you were thinking about when you were touching yourself?" cocking an eyebrow at him, he shook his head in return. "I was thinking about teasing you while you were... sleeping." He got quieter as he reached the end of his sentence. Despite that, you heard him loud and clear. You loved when Haechan took control, which is why you haven’t had sex. As much as you love dominating him, you miss being touched by him. The two-week break was your silent protest to get Haechan to make a move on you. It felt like forever to you, but it finally worked.
"Hyuck.. Baby, we talked about this before. You always have my consent. There's a reason we have a safe word, and I’ll use it if need be." You took his face in your hands when he gave you a look of embarrassment. "Don’t be embarrassed now." Your thumbs glide over his cheeks as you lean in to kiss his soft lips.
Haechan pulls you onto his lap, causing you to deepen the kiss. Tugging at his hair, you begin to roll your hips, and Haechan lets out a loud groan. Pulling away, Haechan looks deep into your eyes. "I want to touch you so bad. Please let me play with you." He pleads.
Biting your lip, you pretend to consider his proposal. Of course you want him to touch you, but deep down, you still want control over him. "Only if you beg for it. I don’t know if you deserve it considering you woke me up at 2am to your pathetic moans." While it’s true that his moans were pathetic, they were also so pretty.
"Please let me touch you. Please." His begging was almost as pathetic as his moans. "You’re going to have to do better than that Hyuckie."
"Please, I promise to make you feel good, baby; please let me touch you." You roll your eyes, but really all you want is to rip your clothes off and let him get to work. "Are you even trying?" Haechan looks at you with hunger. Pulling you into a deep kiss, using one hand to keep your head still and the other to play with your already hard nipples. A small whimper leaves your lips.
Pressing his forehead against yours, he said, "See? I know how to make Mommy feel good. Don’t I?" You gulp at the name. He’s never called you that before. Haechan chuckles at you. "It looks like I was right."
Snaking your arms around his neck as you pull him back into another deep, lustful kiss, you say, "So make Mommy feel good, baby." Grinning widely, Haechan flips you onto your back.
Moving to the bottom of the mattress, Haechan pushes your legs apart. "You look so good waiting like this, Mommy. I could cum just from looking at your pretty pussy." Your stomach churned as Haechan bent down to press kisses along your stomach. "H-hyuckie, why are you teasing me?" You pout. He looks up at you but only smiles and continues on his way down to your heat. You let out a quiet groan when his lips leave your body. Taking his index finger lightly to your clit, you jerk forward at the new sensation. "What a slut. Making me beg, but you react like that to the slightest touch. Maybe you should beg." Haechan suggests.
Your eyes grow wide, not expecting him to say that. He’s full of surprises tonight, but so are you. "Hyuck, please touch me. Please, only you can make me feel this good. I need you to touch my pussy. I’m so wet for you, Hyuck. Don’t you want a taste?" You pout at a taken-back Haechan.
You were soaking. Haechan knew you were right when you said you were wet for him. You threw your head back as Haechan easily caved into your begging. He lightly blew on your wet clit leading you to sharply inhale, but you let out a breathy moan as he connected his tongue to your clit. While his tongue laps at your clit he looks up at you with big eyes through his eyelashes.
"You look so pretty like this, Hyuck." You praise him, using your hand to push his head down. He doesn’t stop what he’s doing, but you can see his cheeks begin to flush pink. Throwing your head back with closed eyes, you moan. "F-fuck Hyuckie, that feels so good, I’m going to cum." Taking fistfuls of his hair as he sucks tightly on your clit. "Cum on my tongue, Y/N. Please, baby, let me taste you, remember?"
Even in this moment, he’ll still beg you.
His tongue may be making you moan, but his words are what caused the tight knot in your stomach to explode all over Haechan's pretty face. Breathing heavily, you sit up to kiss him tasting yourself. "That felt so good, Hyuckie." You smiled softly.
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