kai

not around - nova

[th4wny]

She spilled her water because she was busy looking at Yoonchae yup yup

[deyjer]

[katsleafed]

bro chill im easy

[meiyoklover]

aye happy pride month cuz you gay and stuff or whateva 🏳️‍🌈❤️

[vkomtrikru]

nerd megan thoughts 🤤

I feel like nerd Megan is sooo shy

She would hide her face on your neck when she cums cause she is too embarassed.

Who is afraid of hurting you cause she is too big, her thrust are clumsy and delicate, her forehead resting on your shoulder, listening closely if you made any sound of pain or discomfort.

She pant's and whine's in your ear when you tell her to move faster and assure her that it doesn't hurt.

She would be so busy studying or playing games that she wouldn't even think about touching herself, so when you touch her she can barely take it.

"baby its okay" you stroke her hair gently as she bury her face on your chest, panting, too embarassed for cumming too quickly.

"sorry...was too much" she murmur, her arms around you tightening.

you smile softly, finding it absolutely adorable.

You always make the first move, she doesn't want you to get uncomfortable if she start even though you told her is okay.

She never understands the hints when you're horny, only when you sit directly on her crotch and whisper that you need her.

You listen to her yapping about her favorite things, not really paying attention, just admiring and licking your lips, your gaze lost on her lips and her figure and occasionally your eyes going down to her small bulge in her sweatpants.

The way she fix her glasses when they go down a little, too shy to make eye contact that she doesn't notice you are not really paying attention.

You love riding her and making her look up at you with those needy eyes, she always try to hide her face in your neck but you don't let her and grab her chin forcing her to look right into your eyes.

[nastymegstarr]

⊹ ࣪ ˖ underwear

content. g!p megan x fem!reader smut p in v dirty underwear kink degradation

if you don't like it don't read it :)

a/n: this was for a request but I lost all of them so I can't put it up 😐

You had noticed that your dirty underwear had started disappearing from your laundry basket and reappearing clean in your closet.

At first, you thought it was one of the girls — some kind gesture from someone who wanted to help you with the laundry. But after a few weeks, the pattern became unmistakable: only the underwear.

Then you caught Megan.

You had gotten back from an individual training session, noticed your bedroom door was slightly open, and there she was: Megan, sitting on the edge of the bed, naked from the waist down, one hand moving fast, frantic, between her legs. In her other hand, she was holding a pair of your black panties pressed to her nose.

And that's how you got here.

You on top of her. Your knees on either side of her hips, your hands dug into her shoulders. Her cock is inside you. There's no rhythm. Just chaos. Your hips go up and down nonstop, slamming against hers. Every thrust is rough. You don't give her time to breathe.

"I'm sorry," Megan says, the word repeating between her moans, between the sounds of your pelvis hitting hers. "I'm sorry, sorry, sorry."

"So dirty," you reply, your voice barely audible over the creaking mattress. "Using my dirty underwear to masturbate. Like a stupid teenager."

"I'm sorry—"

"Aren't you ashamed, mei?"

"Yes—"

"Are you sure?"

She doesn't answer. But her cock throbs inside you, and her hips push upward, looking for more, even though you already have all of her. Even though she can't take any more.

You're sweaty. Your hair sticks to your forehead. Your thighs are burning. But you don't stop. You can't stop. You see her from above, her eyes glassy, her mouth open, her hands gripping your hips like they're the only thing holding her up.

"Slower," she says suddenly, almost like a plea. "Please, slower."

"Slower?" you repeat, mocking her. Your hips keep slamming against hers, brutal. "The slut who masturbated with my dirty underwear can't handle me?"

"That's not it—"

"Then what?"

"It's just that—"

"Shut up."

She tries to obey. Her fingers squeeze your hips, her nails dig into your skin. Tears begin to form at the corners of her eyes, and her breathing becomes more erratic.

"Slower," she repeats, and this time it's a sob. "Please, Y/n. I won't last."

"I don't want you to last," you reply. "Isn't this what you wanted?"

You grab the underwear from the floor. The same pair Megan had pressed to her face thirty minutes ago. You wrap them around your hand and shove them into her mouth.

Megan doesn't try to stop you. The tears that had been forming at the corners fall down her cheeks. The fabric soaks her tongue. She doesn't dare spit it out. She doesn't dare move her head.

"No," you say, increasing the intensity of your thrusts. "Don't you dare cry now. This is what you wanted. This is what you were after when you stole my underwear."

"Mmph," is all she can say.

"You wanted me to catch you. You wanted me to punish you. Isn't that right?"

She nods. The tears keep falling, but she nods.

"Good," you say. "Now be a good girl and come for me."

You speed up the rhythm. You feel her cock throb inside you, feel her body tense, feel the hands that were on your hips fall to her sides.

The orgasm shakes you both at the same time. She moans against the fabric, and you scream her name against her neck, and the sheets get soaked.

You let your breathing calm down a little, then you take the fabric — now completely soaked — out of Megan's mouth.

You kiss her. With the taste of your own underwear still on her tongue. With her cock still inside you. With the tears mixing on her cheeks.

"Don't steal my underwear again," you say against her lips.

"I won't," she says.

"Liar."

[nastymegstarr]

⊹ ࣪ ˖ underwear

content. g!p megan x fem!reader smut p in v dirty underwear kink degradation

if you don't like it don't read it :)

a/n: this was for a request but I lost all of them so I can't put it up 😐

You had noticed that your dirty underwear had started disappearing from your laundry basket and reappearing clean in your closet.

At first, you thought it was one of the girls — some kind gesture from someone who wanted to help you with the laundry. But after a few weeks, the pattern became unmistakable: only the underwear.

Then you caught Megan.

You had gotten back from an individual training session, noticed your bedroom door was slightly open, and there she was: Megan, sitting on the edge of the bed, naked from the waist down, one hand moving fast, frantic, between her legs. In her other hand, she was holding a pair of your black panties pressed to her nose.

And that's how you got here.

You on top of her. Your knees on either side of her hips, your hands dug into her shoulders. Her cock is inside you. There's no rhythm. Just chaos. Your hips go up and down nonstop, slamming against hers. Every thrust is rough. You don't give her time to breathe.

"I'm sorry," Megan says, the word repeating between her moans, between the sounds of your pelvis hitting hers. "I'm sorry, sorry, sorry."

"So dirty," you reply, your voice barely audible over the creaking mattress. "Using my dirty underwear to masturbate. Like a stupid teenager."

"I'm sorry—"

"Aren't you ashamed, mei?"

"Yes—"

"Are you sure?"

She doesn't answer. But her cock throbs inside you, and her hips push upward, looking for more, even though you already have all of her. Even though she can't take any more.

You're sweaty. Your hair sticks to your forehead. Your thighs are burning. But you don't stop. You can't stop. You see her from above, her eyes glassy, her mouth open, her hands gripping your hips like they're the only thing holding her up.

"Slower," she says suddenly, almost like a plea. "Please, slower."

"Slower?" you repeat, mocking her. Your hips keep slamming against hers, brutal. "The slut who masturbated with my dirty underwear can't handle me?"

"That's not it—"

"Then what?"

"It's just that—"

"Shut up."

She tries to obey. Her fingers squeeze your hips, her nails dig into your skin. Tears begin to form at the corners of her eyes, and her breathing becomes more erratic.

"Slower," she repeats, and this time it's a sob. "Please, Y/n. I won't last."

"I don't want you to last," you reply. "Isn't this what you wanted?"

You grab the underwear from the floor. The same pair Megan had pressed to her face thirty minutes ago. You wrap them around your hand and shove them into her mouth.

Megan doesn't try to stop you. The tears that had been forming at the corners fall down her cheeks. The fabric soaks her tongue. She doesn't dare spit it out. She doesn't dare move her head.

"No," you say, increasing the intensity of your thrusts. "Don't you dare cry now. This is what you wanted. This is what you were after when you stole my underwear."

"Mmph," is all she can say.

"You wanted me to catch you. You wanted me to punish you. Isn't that right?"

She nods. The tears keep falling, but she nods.

"Good," you say. "Now be a good girl and come for me."

You speed up the rhythm. You feel her cock throb inside you, feel her body tense, feel the hands that were on your hips fall to her sides.

The orgasm shakes you both at the same time. She moans against the fabric, and you scream her name against her neck, and the sheets get soaked.

You let your breathing calm down a little, then you take the fabric — now completely soaked — out of Megan's mouth.

You kiss her. With the taste of your own underwear still on her tongue. With her cock still inside you. With the tears mixing on her cheeks.

"Don't steal my underwear again," you say against her lips.

"I won't," she says.

"Liar."

[nastymegstarr]

⊹ ࣪ ˖ underwear

content. g!p megan x fem!reader smut p in v dirty underwear kink degradation

if you don't like it don't read it :)

a/n: this was for a request but I lost all of them so I can't put it up 😐

You had noticed that your dirty underwear had started disappearing from your laundry basket and reappearing clean in your closet.

At first, you thought it was one of the girls — some kind gesture from someone who wanted to help you with the laundry. But after a few weeks, the pattern became unmistakable: only the underwear.

Then you caught Megan.

You had gotten back from an individual training session, noticed your bedroom door was slightly open, and there she was: Megan, sitting on the edge of the bed, naked from the waist down, one hand moving fast, frantic, between her legs. In her other hand, she was holding a pair of your black panties pressed to her nose.

And that's how you got here.

You on top of her. Your knees on either side of her hips, your hands dug into her shoulders. Her cock is inside you. There's no rhythm. Just chaos. Your hips go up and down nonstop, slamming against hers. Every thrust is rough. You don't give her time to breathe.

"I'm sorry," Megan says, the word repeating between her moans, between the sounds of your pelvis hitting hers. "I'm sorry, sorry, sorry."

"So dirty," you reply, your voice barely audible over the creaking mattress. "Using my dirty underwear to masturbate. Like a stupid teenager."

"I'm sorry—"

"Aren't you ashamed, mei?"

"Yes—"

"Are you sure?"

She doesn't answer. But her cock throbs inside you, and her hips push upward, looking for more, even though you already have all of her. Even though she can't take any more.

You're sweaty. Your hair sticks to your forehead. Your thighs are burning. But you don't stop. You can't stop. You see her from above, her eyes glassy, her mouth open, her hands gripping your hips like they're the only thing holding her up.

"Slower," she says suddenly, almost like a plea. "Please, slower."

"Slower?" you repeat, mocking her. Your hips keep slamming against hers, brutal. "The slut who masturbated with my dirty underwear can't handle me?"

"That's not it—"

"Then what?"

"It's just that—"

"Shut up."

She tries to obey. Her fingers squeeze your hips, her nails dig into your skin. Tears begin to form at the corners of her eyes, and her breathing becomes more erratic.

"Slower," she repeats, and this time it's a sob. "Please, Y/n. I won't last."

"I don't want you to last," you reply. "Isn't this what you wanted?"

You grab the underwear from the floor. The same pair Megan had pressed to her face thirty minutes ago. You wrap them around your hand and shove them into her mouth.

Megan doesn't try to stop you. The tears that had been forming at the corners fall down her cheeks. The fabric soaks her tongue. She doesn't dare spit it out. She doesn't dare move her head.

"No," you say, increasing the intensity of your thrusts. "Don't you dare cry now. This is what you wanted. This is what you were after when you stole my underwear."

"Mmph," is all she can say.

"You wanted me to catch you. You wanted me to punish you. Isn't that right?"

She nods. The tears keep falling, but she nods.

"Good," you say. "Now be a good girl and come for me."

You speed up the rhythm. You feel her cock throb inside you, feel her body tense, feel the hands that were on your hips fall to her sides.

The orgasm shakes you both at the same time. She moans against the fabric, and you scream her name against her neck, and the sheets get soaked.

You let your breathing calm down a little, then you take the fabric — now completely soaked — out of Megan's mouth.

You kiss her. With the taste of your own underwear still on her tongue. With her cock still inside you. With the tears mixing on her cheeks.

"Don't steal my underwear again," you say against her lips.

"I won't," she says.

"Liar."

[baechrys]

i love how u write! i was thinking u could do megan (receiving) x reader one night while playing videogames together they start to get touchy and lead to ykw..👀

content requested oral sex (m receiving) vaginal fingering (m receiving) (used this as an opportunity to nerd out a little about overwatch sorry 😖) sorry if this doesn't live up to expectations! MDNI not proof read! plz comment if u see any mistakes, thank you!

the evening had started off as most do recently, you and megan sitting on her bed, playing some sort of game on her tv and tonight the choice was overwatch. this had become sort of a routine between you, you'd do your rehearsals and shows and livestreams but the day always ended the same.

and obviously, tonight was no different.

"oh my fuck!" you shout in frustration after dying, again. "our tank is so shit! you can't just charge in to a 1v5 and expect me to heal you!" you ramble on, obviously annoyed.

megan simply laughs next to you at your annoyance, i mean, you are right, the tank is horrendous and the team comp makes no sense and the enemy team was like 10x better. you had already lost the match just when it started.

this continues on for about 30 more minutes before you sigh, putting your controller down in frustration. "i dont wanna play anymore" you mumble in frustration, resting your head against megans shoulder, your hand finding megans thigh, hand resting motionless.

your hand moves to her inner thigh, rubbing up and down.

she looks down at your head on her shoulder, before leaning down and kissing you, abandoning her controller on the bed next to her so she can cup your face.

as the kiss deepens, one of her hand slowly moves down your chest, about to cup your breast before you pull away from the kiss, stopping her.

"wait, keep playing mei, let me take care of you" you mumble, grabbing her wrist to stop her. slowly, you move down from the bed to the floor, now kneeling in front of her, hands on her knees. "but-" she stammers out, obviously nervous.

"relax. just keep playing as if im not here" you smile up at her almost to innocently for the situation. she smiles a little nervously back down at you before picking the controller back up.

your hands find her waist, pulling her sweatpants down to her ankles. her breath hitches, but it seems shes still doing as you ask.

you can see the wet patch forming on her boxers. "minecraft boxers?" you ask with a laugh causing her to blush "shut up! they are my favourite boxers, thank you very much!" she almost barks back in fake defense, also laughing lightly.

but suddenly, you lean most in between her legs and slowly lick up her clothed pussy, causing her breath to hitch and her hips to push up slightly into you. "focus on the game, mei." you mumble against her, causing her to continue to play but with trembling hands.

after a few more slow teasing licks over her clothed pussy, you finally but teasingly slowly pull down her boxers, letting them join her sweatpants at her ankles.

its beautiful to say the least, clean shaven and little dripping wet with want. just for you.

then, you slowly lick up her pussy, the same why you did when her boxers were still on. she gasps, her hips thrusting into your mouth. you lick once more, creating the same reaction.

slowly but surely, you keep working at her until shes somehow even wetter. so, you lean your hand up, adding two fingers into your now almost frantic licks in and out of her tight hole. she's gasping and moaning almost pornographically above you, controller forgot next to her on the bed as her hand finds the back of you head, pushing your head deeper in between her legs.

"fuck fuck fuck-" she moans out repeatedly, her hips thrusting in the rhythm of your tongue and fingers. "just like that- fuck!"

her hand grasping your hair is almost painful, but you choose to ignore it, focused completely on pleasuring her. almost pussy drunk.

"im so close-! god-" she moans out, before she gasps and then huffs, head thrown back. her walls squeeze around your tongue and fingers, pulsing with pleasure. but, you don't stop moving, fucking her through her orgasm before slowly coming to a stop.

you chuckle softly as you rest your cheek again her thigh, pulling your fingers slowly out of her before wiping them on your shirt. you look up at her as her fingers in your hair turns from desperate grasping to gentle touching, letting her play with your hair.

"did you win?" you ask innocently, smiling up at her.

"oh my god, shut up!"

[baechrys]

request? yes no

content: pussydrunk!megan glasses!megan oral (r receiving) use of good girl MDNI!! not proof read

megan has never felt this much joy in her life, face buried in between your legs, devouring your pussy. her hands were clasping at your bare thighs, holding them open as she continues to lick and suck at your folds. her glasses were a little pushed up on her face, but she didn't seem to care, to engrossed in tasting you, almost pussy drunk.

"such a good girl megan..." you mumble out breathlessly, hand tangled in the back of her hair to keep her mouth where it is. she audibly groans against you, sends a small wave of pleasure up you from the vibration of the sound.

it seems recently shes had a sort of oral fixation, constantly wanting to eat you out. not that you were gonna complain tho.

you let your head fall back with a mumbled "fuck" escaping your lips, pushing her head more into you. she keeps at it, teasing your entrance, rubbing her tongue against your clit. god she has a way of working her tongue.

your orgasm hits you quickly, pushing your hips sharply up against her. but, even tho you've literally just cum, she continues at the same speed and pressure, not wanting to separate from your pussy.

"megan—" your breath hitches, now looking down at her. the way her glasses are pushed up, her closed eyes as if shes eating a five star meal, the pure delight on her face.

"god—"

she just keeps working at you, her only thoughts seemingly being about your pussy.

then you cum again, a lot quicker this time due to how sensative you were from the first orgasm, but again, she doesn't stop or slow, completely drunk on it all.

"fuck— wait" you begin, breathless. your hand moves from her hair to her forehead, using your palm to push her face out from between your legs. "just.. give me a second." you mumble, still out of breath.

she smiles up at you, resting her cheek against your inner thigh. her face is wet with sweat, spit and your release, her glasses now slightly crooked on her face, a little foggy too. she chuckles softly before beginning to kiss along your inner thighs.

"your pussy is just so perfect, baby" she comments between kisses "all wet and waiting for me. i can't help myself"

you laugh weakly at that, hand back in her hair, but playing with it rather then pulling and pushing at it.

"once more, okay? but that's it" you say simply, breath beginning to even out a little.

she looks overjoyed at you allowing her to taste your pussy one last time for tonight, smiling up at you.

"good girl" you praise before she's basically dives back in.

[foxyokie]

oh ok

bed humping session in 30 minutes be there or be square.

[foxyokie]

oh ok

bed humping session in 30 minutes be there or be square.

[foxyokie]

oh ok

bed humping session in 30 minutes be there or be square.

[manog0zii]

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 𝐂𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐬

𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒 . 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 , clingy megan , 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉

A/n :: Megan is js so cuteee :( my little baby, anyways no smut cs yall need to calm your pussys down 😞 . Btw, this is a one-shot.

Megan stirred in bed for a while before turning to the side where you were sleeping, well where she thought you were sleeping.

Megan put her hand, tried wrapping her arm around your waist, and was met with nothing. You weren't in bed.

Megan shot straight up quickly, "y/n?..." she called out and looked around before getting out of bed.

You didn't hear her. You were in the kitchen making cinnamon rolls for a little picnic you two were planning during lunchtime.

Megan walked through the hallways, moving with purpose, and stopped to stare at you across from the island counter, with a little frown on her face, "why aren't you in bed..."

"I'm making cinnamon rolls... for our picnic, remember?" You replied softly.

Megan walked across the island counter to come behind you and wrap her arms around your waist.

"I miss you, baby..." she murmured against your neck, pressing soft kisses on your shoulder.

You laughed softly, "i miss you too. I'll pop these in, and we can chat."

You turned around to pop the tray in the oven, you closed the door, and you looked at megan.

Megan looked back at you with a small smile, "all done?"

"All done, my love." You hug her.

You both ended up cuddling on the couch while waiting for the rolls to bake.

Megans face was in your cleavage, and you ran your fingers through her hair softly.

"I love you, baby..."

"I love you too, mei mei."

[nastymegstarr]

Maybe it's a kind of weird request? Idk like dialogues or things that r would say to puppy megan during sex but not like a story just the dialogues? u get what I mean?

"who's my good puppy?"

"Uh-uh, take it all, mommy wants to keep using you."

"Look how pretty you are when you obey."

"Sit properly for mommy."

"Mommy didn't say you could cum, mutt."

"Ah ah, puppies don't speak."

"That's my good girl, making a mess for me."

"Awwww, you're gonna cry already? we just started, baby."

[midnightafterhours]

yo I just had an awesome haircut and suddenly my notes app is calling out to me saying to get my ass over there😹😹✌️✌️ #watdatmean

[baechrys]

"good girl"

content puppy!megan gentle sex praise kink oral (r receiving) not proof read minors dni short af, just wanted to write something ig

megan sat on her knees on the floor in front of you, face promptly buried in your open legs with her hands either side, holding your legs open. shes absolutely devouring you're pussy like it was her last meal.

your hand moved softly through her hair, gently playing with the stands, encouraging her to continue. "that's it baby, just like that." you mutter, your hand moving to the back on her head before tenderly pushing her face more into your pussy, trying not to be to harsh or rough.

you hear her whimper into your pussy, sending a low vibration of pleasure through your core. you know how much she loves praise, drinking up any bit of it she can get from you.

"fuck, baby..! im so close- keep going-" you continue to moan out, letting your head tilt back as you run your fingers through her hair, your hips moving in fast but rhythmic thrusts into her mouth. usually, you would usually be a little more rough with her, but today its a nice change of pace, simply enjoying the almost strange peacefulness of it all

"you taste so good.." she mumbles against you, her tongue continues to flick up and down your soaked folds, rubbing against your clit, taking in just how wet you are as if she hasn't drank in years and you're her salvation. and not long later, you're coming.

but she still doesn't slow her pace just yet, continuing to lick at your pussy as you moan and whimper, licking up every last drop of your orgasm.

"god- you're such a good girl..." you praise her breathlessly as your hips slow to a stop, hand moving gently down her hair onto her lower cheek and jaw, guiding her head up to look at you. she looks up at you with pure bliss in her eyes, face glistening with your orgasm.

"my beautiful girl." your praise continues, smiling down at her as she rests her cheek against your inner thigh, letting you run your fingers through her hair. the look in her eyes is nothing but delight, smiling up at you. if she had a tail, it would be wagging.

"you think you could give me one more, puppy?" you ask, and she immediately nods against your inner thigh, already ready to dig back in. "once i come again, it's your turn." you chuckle out gently as she eagerly begins to kiss back up your inner thighs at your words.