hihii, can u write anything involving yeonbin x reader with smut in it? 😇
always ours
summary: you’ve been inseparable from yeonjun and soobin since high school—chaotic, intense, and addicting. but when a new guy asks you out, your best friends don’t take it lightly. what starts as teasing turns into something raw, dominant, and impossible to come back from.
pairing: bff!yeonjun x fem!reader x bff!soobin
genre: friends to lovers, smut, porn with plot, possessive dynamics, college au.
warnings: threesome, oral (m!receiving & f!receiving), double penetration, semi-public setting (shared dorm), spit, cumplay, overstimulation, mild choking, aftercare, phone call humiliation, jealousy, possessiveness, light degradation, praise kink, no condoms (wrap it up irl), minors dni.
wc: 3,9k
notes: anon i hope you like this omg i honestly loved writing it… i’m so deep in my toxic yeonbin era rn it’s insane 😵💫🔥
you met yeonjun and soobin on the first day of high school, the three of you stumbling into the hallway almost at the same time—breathless, out of sync with the bell, and equally unprepared for the scolding you were about to receive.
“this isn’t a good first impression,” the teacher had snapped, tapping their clipboard against their palm.
you bit back a smile, glancing to your right where yeonjun stood, lips twitching with barely hidden amusement. soobin, to your left, looked like he wanted the ground to swallow him whole.
“sorry,” you mumbled, trying to look remorseful.
“yeah, won’t happen again,” yeonjun added, though his tone made it clear he wasn’t exactly convincing.
and that was how it started.
punishment turned to inside jokes. inside jokes turned to late-night calls. and somewhere between high school chaos and teenage recklessness, the three of you became inseparable. like a small, unruly universe made just for the three of you.
yeonjun was the storm. loud, magnetic, impossible to ignore. he had this fire in him that made every party burn just a little brighter. the kind of person who made you forget to check the time, who spun you in circles on dance floors and poured shots like they were candy.
soobin was the calm. quiet at first, a little stiff around the edges, but he unraveled slowly—beautifully. it was you and yeonjun who peeled his layers back, who taught him how to scream lyrics at karaoke and sneak out after curfew to sit on the swings behind the school.
“you think we corrupted him?” yeonjun had asked once, lazily draped across your lap in your room, his fingers toying with the hem of your shirt.
you laughed. “nah. we just showed him the fun parts of life.”
“he’s gonna thank us when he’s older,” yeonjun grinned, eyes fluttering closed.
“i already do,” soobin had murmured from the floor, his voice so soft it barely reached your ears.
college didn’t change much. if anything, it solidified everything.
you found a university that fit all three of you—gastronomy for soobin, theater for yeonjun, graphic design for you. it felt like fate, like everything had been leading up to this. they shared a room in their frat house, and you stayed across campus with yeji, though you rarely spent the night there. you were always with them.
dinners cooked by soobin in their tiny kitchen. wine nights on the floor of their dorm, yeonjun making dramatic toasts with a plastic cup in hand. movie marathons that ended with all three of you passed out on the same bed, tangled up in limbs and warmth.
and then there were the quiet moments.
“you think we’ll still be this close after college?” soobin asked one night, head resting on your shoulder as the three of you laid in the grass, stargazing after a failed attempt to sneak into a rooftop party.
“why wouldn’t we be?” yeonjun replied, flicking a pebble into the air.
“people change,” soobin said.
“not us,” you whispered, squeezing his hand.
“never us,” yeonjun echoed, voice firm in the dark.
the truth was, you loved them. both of them. differently, but deeply.
with soobin, it was soft glances and shared secrets at 3am, spoonfuls of ice cream and understanding that didn't need to be spoken.
with yeonjun, it was wild laughter and quick heartbeats, his arms slung around your waist like they belonged there, his breath against your neck when he leaned in too close.
you had crushed on both, once. maybe still did. but you'd never dared to cross the line. they were your best friends. your chaos. your home.
and you didn’t want to ruin that.
you knock once before letting yourself in, already knowing they’re inside. yeonjun’s sprawled out on his bed, legs dangling, his phone in hand. soobin’s sitting at his desk, flipping through a cookbook lazily, pen between his fingers.
“hey,” you mumble, stepping in and dropping your bag on the floor.
both of them look up.
“hey,” yeonjun answers first, but there’s something unreadable in his tone. soobin only hums in acknowledgment, eyes flicking back down to the page like he’s disinterested.
you bite your lip. the air feels... different. you walk over to sit on soobin’s bed, smoothing your hands over your thighs.
“i can’t stay too long,” you say after a moment. “i’ve got a date at four.”
silence.
dead silence.
then, yeonjun sits up slowly, putting his phone aside.
“with who?” his voice is calm, but laced with something sharp beneath the surface.
“minho,” you reply, trying to sound casual. “he’s that guy from the literature class. he’s been kind of persistent, and i figured… why not give it a shot?”
soobin finally closes his book.
“why not?” he repeats softly.
you glance between them. yeonjun’s standing now, arms crossed, eyes dark. soobin’s turned his chair fully toward you, his gaze unreadable.
“what?” you say with a nervous laugh. “you guys are being weird.”
“weird?” yeonjun steps closer. “we’ve been right here the whole time. and now some random guy bats his lashes and you’re ready to forget us?”
“i’m not forgetting—”
“you barely talk to us anymore,” soobin interrupts, voice low, steady. “we used to spend every night together. now you’re always texting him. smiling at your phone. disappearing without telling us.”
your heart pounds in your chest.
“we’re your best friends,” yeonjun says, now standing right in front of you. “aren’t we?”
“i—” you start, but the words die in your throat when soobin gets up too, moving in closer. you’re suddenly caged between their bodies, yeonjun in front of you, soobin behind, the air thick and heavy with tension.
“we don’t like sharing,” soobin murmurs near your ear, his voice deep and dangerous.
“especially not with someone who doesn’t know how to take care of you,” yeonjun adds, tilting your chin up with two fingers. “not like we do.”
you feel soobin’s hands on your shoulders first—soft, deliberate—then sliding down your arms slowly, trailing heat through your sleeves. yeonjun watches your face, eyes flickering down to your lips.
“we missed you,” soobin whispers, pressing closer from behind, his body warm against your back.
“and you’re gonna leave us for him?” yeonjun scoffs, leaning in. “what does he have that we don’t, huh?”
you can’t speak.
you can barely breathe.
“look at her,” soobin murmurs, his hands sliding down your waist, resting just above your hips. “she’s already melting.”
yeonjun smiles, slow and cruel, before taking your hand—guiding it down to his jeans. your breath hitches when you feel the hardness there, straining under the fabric.
“feel that?” he asks, his voice dropping an octave. “you’re making me hard and you haven’t even done anything yet.”
you whimper, and behind you, soobin’s fingers are already teasing at the hem of your shirt, slipping under to brush against your skin.
“good girl,” he breathes, mouth brushing against your neck. “stay still.”
you obey without thinking.
yeonjun guides your hand to squeeze around him, his jaw tightening. “that’s it, baby. don’t be shy now.”
soobin’s hands slip up your torso, inching your shirt higher. he pulls it over your head without warning, letting it fall to the floor.
“fuck,” he hisses, trailing his fingertips down your spine. “you’re so pretty. so fucking pretty.”
you feel yeonjun’s fingers curl around your chin again, tilting your face up until your eyes meet his.
“tell us you don’t want him,” he murmurs, his lips brushing yours. “tell us you want us instead.”
your mouth parts, trembling.
“i want you,” you breathe. “both of you.”
yeonjun crashes his lips against yours in a bruising kiss, hand sliding to your throat while soobin’s fingers work at the button of your jeans. you moan into yeonjun’s mouth when soobin slips a hand inside, fingers finding the soaked fabric of your panties.
“already so wet,” soobin groans, teasing your clit with slow, deliberate strokes. “you were gonna give this to him?”
“no—n-no, i—”
“but you would’ve,” yeonjun growls, pulling back to stare into your eyes. “you would’ve let him touch you like this?”
you whimper, shaking your head, but they don’t stop. soobin’s fingers slide lower, dipping inside you, and you cry out, gripping yeonjun’s arms for support.
“look at her,” yeonjun says, voice thick. “so obedient. so fucking desperate.”
“mine,” soobin mutters against your skin, kissing your neck, your shoulder, biting down gently. “ours.”
you don’t remember how you ended up on your knees.
maybe it was yeonjun’s hand curling tighter around your throat, forcing you down with a smirk tugging at his lips. maybe it was soobin’s fingers still deep inside you, curling in slow, deliberate strokes that made your legs give out.
either way, you’re kneeling between yeonjun’s thighs now, your shirt forgotten on the floor, your jeans half-off, and your body trembling with need.
“open,” yeonjun commands, unzipping his jeans, his voice rough and low. you obey instantly, lips parting as he pulls his cock free—thick, flushed, already leaking at the tip.
you moan at the sight of him, pupils blown wide.
“god, look at you,” he breathes, brushing the head of his cock over your lips. “you’d take anything we give you, wouldn’t you?”
behind you, soobin’s kneeling too, hands spreading your thighs wider as he pulls your jeans and panties all the way down, exposing your dripping pussy to the cool air. he groans at the sight, warm breath ghosting over your skin.
“you’re soaked,” he mutters, fingers dragging through your folds, spreading your slick. “fuck, you wanted this. you wanted this.”
you whimper around yeonjun’s cock as he slides it slowly into your mouth, just the tip at first, letting you taste him. his hand fists in your hair, guiding you with slow thrusts.
“good girl,” he murmurs, hips rocking forward. “take it. all the way.”
you hollow your cheeks, lips sliding down his shaft, letting him hit the back of your throat. you gag softly, but he doesn’t stop. he holds you there, eyes burning into yours.
“breathe through your nose,” he whispers, thumb brushing your cheek. “that’s it, baby. you’re doing so good.”
and then you feel soobin.
you feel the thick, slow push of his cock against your pussy as he aligns himself behind you. one hand on your hip, the other spreading you open.
he slides in with a single, slow thrust, filling you completely.
you moan around yeonjun’s cock, tears pricking the corners of your eyes from the sheer stretch of both sensations—the weight in your throat, the fullness in your cunt. soobin bottoms out with a soft groan, his chest pressed to your back, one hand snaking around to toy with your clit.
“fuck,” he breathes against your ear. “you’re so tight. squeezing me so good.”
you’re shaking, drool spilling from the corners of your mouth as yeonjun starts to fuck your throat in slow, steady thrusts, his hand tangled in your hair. soobin’s hips begin to move behind you, rocking into you with deep, languid strokes that make your knees weak.
“we should’ve done this sooner,” yeonjun grits out, watching your lips stretch around him. “should’ve claimed you before that asshole even looked your way.”
soobin grunts in agreement, fingers digging into your hips as he thrusts harder now, his cock slamming into that sweet spot that makes your walls clamp around him.
“mine,” he growls. “you’re ours now. say it.”
you pull off yeonjun with a gasp, spit glistening on your chin.
“i’m yours,” you pant, voice broken. “yours, please—don’t stop, i need it, i need you both.”
“fuck,” yeonjun hisses, pulling you up by your arms.
he trades places with soobin in a blink, and before you can catch your breath, he’s behind you now, lifting your hips and positioning himself.
soobin sits in front of you, back against the bed frame, legs spread, his cock flushed and wet with your saliva. he smirks and taps it against his stomach.
“get back to work, baby.”
you crawl into his lap, lips parting to take him in again. and just as your tongue swirls around his tip, yeonjun slams into you from behind—one brutal, deep thrust that knocks the breath from your lungs.
you cry out, muffled around soobin’s cock, as yeonjun starts fucking you with no mercy, his pace fast, relentless.
the room is filled with the wet sound of skin on skin, of your moans, the sharp grunts from both of them as they use you—one filling your mouth, the other pounding into your dripping pussy.
“look at her,” yeonjun groans, hands bruising on your hips. “taking both of us like a perfect little slut.”
“fuck, her mouth feels so good,” soobin pants, hand cradling the back of your head, guiding your movements as you bob up and down his cock. “she loves this. look at her eyes, she’s fucking gone.”
you are.
your brain is mush, your body a trembling mess of need and pleasure and overstimulation. every thrust from yeonjun hits your cervix, while soobin’s cock stretches your throat, and you're on the edge of something dangerous, something all-consuming.
but they’re not done.
yeonjun pulls out suddenly, chest heaving, and you whine at the loss.
“lay down,” he orders.
you obey without question, collapsing onto your back, legs spread.
soobin moves between your thighs again, sliding his cock into your pussy easily, your slick coating him.
yeonjun kneels beside your head, stroking himself slowly as he watches.
“lift her leg,” he tells soobin. “i want to see her face when i stretch her open.”
you’re confused—until you feel it.
yeonjun’s fingers pressing against your other hole, slick with spit, circling gently.
“you can take it,” he whispers, leaning close, his voice pure sin. “you want to be filled up, don’t you? both holes, stuffed full.”
your moan is instant, desperate.
“yes, yes, please—”
he pushes in slowly, carefully, stretching your ass inch by inch as soobin keeps thrusting into your pussy, slower now, more controlled, letting your body adjust.
and then—
they’re both inside.
stuffed in both holes, moving in perfect rhythm, your body shaking between them.
you’re not sure how you’re still conscious.
every thrust sends white heat shooting through your veins, both cocks sliding in and out of you, filling you so deeply you feel like you might break. tears run down your cheeks. your mouth hangs open in a silent scream.
“she’s fucking dripping,” soobin gasps, gripping your thigh tighter.
“she’s close,” yeonjun growls. “don’t stop.”
you can’t take it.
you fall apart beneath them, your orgasm crashing into you like a wave—violent, overwhelming, so intense you sob their names.
your walls clamp down hard, milking soobin, and the moment he feels it, he thrusts deep once, twice—then cums inside you with a loud groan, his warmth spilling into your cunt.
yeonjun isn’t far behind. with a rough snarl, he drives into your ass a final time, burying himself to the hilt before spilling inside you too, his cum hot and thick.
you’re shaking, spent, your body a mess of slick, sweat, and cum.
they collapse around you, one on each side, panting, hands stroking your thighs, your stomach, your face.
“you’re not going on that date,” yeonjun says finally, voice hoarse.
soobin chuckles softly, kissing your jaw.
“you’re staying right here.”
your body’s still trembling when they finally pull out.
soobin’s the first to move—quiet, gentle—pressing soft kisses to your shoulder, your cheek, brushing damp strands of hair from your face. yeonjun’s slower, but his hands don’t leave you. they stay firm on your waist, grounding you, thumbs tracing slow circles into your skin like he’s trying to memorize you.
your thighs are sticky with cum—their cum—and you whimper softly as soobin reaches for a warm towel he’d left on the desk earlier, wiping between your legs with careful, reverent strokes.
“easy,” he whispers, kissing your inner thigh. “i’ve got you.”
yeonjun leans in and plants a kiss to your temple, then your collarbone, then the curve of your breast.
“still with us, baby?” he murmurs.
you nod, dazed. “mmhmm…”
they smile.
you feel it more than see it—warmth radiating off of them, like they’re proud of you. like they’ve claimed something sacred. and maybe they have.
you’re sprawled across soobin’s bed, between their bodies, completely bare and boneless. soobin curls around you from behind, arms wrapped tight around your waist. yeonjun’s lying on his side, facing you, fingers brushing softly over your jaw.
“you’re not leaving this room today,” yeonjun says eventually, low and firm.
“wasn’t planning on it,” you whisper, cheek pressing into soobin’s chest.
“good.”
you close your eyes, letting their warmth cocoon you, letting their presence fill every corner of your being.
but the moment is cut short.
ring ring.
you tense.
your phone buzzes on the floor, lighting up. again. and again. three missed calls. then four.
yeonjun leans over the edge of the bed, grabs it without a word.
“minho,” he reads out loud, smirking. “persistent little fucker, isn’t he?”
you blink slowly, too hazy to respond, body still aching from the stretch of them both. soobin’s hand strokes over your side protectively.
ring ring.
yeonjun answers.
“hello?”
there’s a pause, then the faint sound of minho’s voice on the other end.
“because she’s busy. very busy. on her knees, actually. stuffed full of two cocks. think you can compete with that, poetry boy?”
your eyes widen, face burning.
soobin snorts softly behind you, his lips brushing your shoulder.
yeonjun chuckles darkly.
“yeah. thought so. don’t call again.”
he hangs up, tosses the phone aside, and turns back to you with a wicked smile.
“problem solved.”
you stare at him, breath catching in your throat.
“jun,” you whisper. “that was mean.”
he shrugs. “he doesn’t get to have you. not after what we just did. not ever.”
soobin hums in agreement, voice low against your ear.
“you’re ours now. fully.”
you shiver again—but not from the cold.
yeonjun leans down, kissing your lips softly this time. lingering.
“he couldn’t fuck you like we can.”
soobin pulls you closer, wrapping you tighter in his arms.
“he doesn’t know you like we do.”
and you know they’re right.
your body’s theirs.
your heart’s been theirs for years.
and now, so is your soul.
you should’ve been too sore to move.
but it only takes yeonjun leaning over you again—his breath hot against your neck, his fingers trailing down the mess between your legs—for your body to spark back to life, nerve endings alight, needy, desperate.
“fuck, you’re still dripping,” he groans, running his fingers through your folds. “look at this. you want more, don’t you?”
your hips twitch involuntarily, back arching.
“please,” you breathe, eyes fluttering open. “again. please, jun.”
soobin’s already shifting behind you, his chest pressed to your back, lips brushing your ear.
“you’re insatiable,” he whispers, kissing down your shoulder, leaving wet marks along your spine. “so fucking greedy for us.”
you whine, turning your face toward him, catching his lips in a kiss—sloppy, slow, tongues tangling in heat.
yeonjun watches for a second, then grabs your jaw, yanking you toward him.
“mine,” he growls, crashing his mouth onto yours.
his kiss is brutal. full of tongue, spit, teeth. he kisses you like he’s starving, like you’re the only thing keeping him alive. when he pulls back, your lips are swollen, slick, your breath ragged.
soobin moves down, spreading your thighs again. you gasp when you feel his tongue—slow at first, then eager, messy, as he licks up their combined release from your cunt like it’s the sweetest thing he’s ever tasted.
“fuck, soobin,” you gasp, trembling. “that’s—ah—”
“so sweet,” he moans against your pussy. “can’t waste a drop.”
yeonjun grins above you. “you taste us, baby? both of us?”
you nod frantically, thighs shaking.
then he’s sliding down your body, biting, sucking, leaving red marks in his wake until he reaches your breasts. his tongue swirls around your nipple, teeth tugging just enough to make you cry out. one hand fists in your hair while the other grips your throat, possessive.
“you’re not leaving this bed until you’re fucked dumb,” he hisses. “until you forget that guy’s name. until all you can say is our fucking names.”
“yes,” you whimper. “yes, please, fuck me—”
soobin’s mouth leaves your cunt just long enough to say, “on your knees.”
you obey without hesitation, still shaking, hands and knees sinking into the mattress.
yeonjun moves behind you, spreading your ass open with a low growl.
“gonna ruin this pretty pussy again,” he mutters. “make you scream.”
soobin sits in front of you, already hard again, stroking himself slowly. “come on, baby. open up.”
you take him into your mouth with no hesitation, tongue swirling around the head, hollowing your cheeks as you sink down his shaft. he groans, head falling back, one hand on your cheek.
“just like that. fuck, your mouth…”
yeonjun doesn’t wait.
you feel the hot press of his cock against your pussy again, and then he’s inside—one hard, deep thrust that knocks your breath out. no build-up. just possession.
“fuck, yes,” he snarls, snapping his hips forward. “so tight—still fucking tight.”
his rhythm is brutal. fast. relentless. your body jolts forward with every thrust, your mouth choking around soobin’s cock as he cradles your face, thumb brushing your cheek.
“that’s it, baby,” soobin pants. “let him fuck you stupid while you suck me off. we’ll fill every part of you again.”
yeonjun leans over your back, pressing his chest to you as he pounds into your soaked pussy. his hand finds your clit, rubbing rough circles that make you cry out around soobin’s cock.
“you love this,” he growls into your ear. “being used like this. full. dripping. ours.”
tears blur your vision. it’s too much and not enough. your orgasm builds fast, coiling tight in your belly, heat crawling up your spine.
and then he pulls out.
you sob, shaking.
“no—please—”
“on your back,” he commands. “want to see your face when you cum again.”
you scramble to obey, eyes glassy, lips red and slick.
yeonjun grabs your legs and throws them over his shoulders, cock sliding into you again with one hard thrust. the angle makes you scream.
soobin straddles your chest, feeding you his cock again as yeonjun fucks you deeper than before, harder, rougher.
“fuck, fuck—” you cry out between sucks, hips grinding into yeonjun’s thrusts.
soobin leans down, kissing your mouth while you still have his cock half in. wet, filthy, hungry.
“you’re ours,” he moans. “say it.”
“y-yours,” you cry. “only yours.”
and you are. wrecked, stretched, pinned between them like you were made for it.
yeonjun slams in one last time, his hand curling around your throat again, choking you lightly as your orgasm explodes.
your vision goes white.
you clamp down hard, sobbing, shaking, the orgasm ripping through you so violently it feels like you’ll break apart.
soobin cums next, groaning as he spills on your chest, his cock twitching against your lips.
yeonjun follows, thrusting deep and staying there as he fills you again, moaning your name like a prayer.
when they collapse on either side of you, you’re not even sure you can speak.
you’re a trembling, soaked, fucked-out mess. your thighs are bruised. your lips swollen. and your heart—your heart is full.
soobin kisses your jaw softly, pulling you close, hand stroking your side.
yeonjun wipes your tears, kisses your eyelids.
“no one else gets to have you,” he whispers. “not ever.”
……because I am violently obsessed with those sexy, veiny, strong arms. They look like they were made to hold me down and ruin me, and I lose my mind every time I see them.…
Genre: Fluff, Smut MDNI 18+
Warnings: Explicit sexual content Dom/Sub dynamics, Daddy kink, Consensual choking, Strength kink, Manhandling (lifting, pinning, fucking against surfaces), Hair pulling, Thigh riding, Degradation and praise, Tear licking, Restraint, Power play, Rough sex, Oral, Fingering
SFW
• He’ll stretch and flex without even realizing it, and you’ll just stand there in complete silence, staring like he’s your Roman god. “You good?” he asks with a smirk. No. You’re not.
• He casually picks you up sometimes. Just. Lifts you. Carries you to the couch, to the bed, wherever. “You’re light,” he says. No big deal. Meanwhile, you’re short-circuiting.
• You asked to feel his biceps once and now it’s a routine. His smug little “Wanna touch, baby?” before flexing? It makes your knees weak every time.
• When you’re out in public and he wraps an arm around your waist, you lean into him way too easily. You live for it. You crave being held by him like you belong to him.
• He wears sleeveless tops around the house and it’s rude. Just big-ass arms and veins and that effortless strength while he’s doing the most mundane shit—washing dishes, opening jars, stretching—and you’re losing your mind in silence.
NSFW
• You’ve begged him to choke you with one hand. He never does it rough without asking, but when you say, “Please, daddy,” in that ruined little voice? Oh, he squeezes. Just enough to feel his grip, to make you gasp, to make you wetter than you thought possible.
• His strength kink is real. You’ll be pinned, lifted, tossed, fucked against walls like you weigh nothing. “Look at you—so fuckin’ helpless when I’ve got you like this.”
• He growls when he fucks you. Not moans—growls. Deep, guttural, possessive. Especially when he’s behind you, one hand gripping your hair, the other flexing against your throat. “Daddy’s got you. You’re not going anywhere.”
• Riding him with your hands on his chest? Forget it. He’ll grab your wrists, pin them above your head, and start fucking up into you, arm muscles flexing like it’s a show. “You wanted to feel how strong I am? Then take it.”
• He’ll pull you into his lap like you’re nothing, wrap those arms around you, and make you grind on his thigh while he kisses your neck. “You gonna cum just like this for daddy? Come on, make a mess.”
• He loves watching your face when he uses just his fingers and his mouth. One thick arm across your hips to hold you down, the other making you fall apart. “Can’t even run, huh? Daddy’s too strong for you.”
• You once said “I want you to ruin me,” and he smirked so fucking slow and replied, “Baby… that’s all I ever wanna do.” And then he did. For three hours. With those arms flexing above your head while he fucked you into the mattress.
• When you cry for him—shaking, gasping, completely fucked out—he licks the tears off your cheeks while he keeps going. “That’s it, sweetheart. Be good and take it. Let daddy wreck that pretty body.”
• Sometimes he doesn’t even let you touch him. Just holds you down with one hand, your legs trembling, your moans breaking, while his other hand works you over. “Look at that. So fucking desperate. You love being daddy’s toy, don’t you?”
fem! reader x nicholas, established relationship, oral sex (m rec), dirty talk, face-fucking, head-pushing.
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Nicho didn’t usually get rough in bed. His touch was always soft and gentle, like you were the most delicate thing and he’s so afraid to hurt you.
But sometimes, when you were on your knees just for him, pretty mouth open and pink tongue out. He lost it.
You were between his thighs, knees resting on the wooden floor of the living room, hands on the soft skin of his thighs, he was letting out breathy, shaky sounds as you ran your warm tongue along the underside of his cock, tip red and swollen and leaking at that point. Nicho was already a mess, his head thrown back against the couch, one hand gripping the cushion and the other tangled in your hair as he murmured in low voice about how good you felt.
“Fuck… baby.” he groaned, practically breathless. “You feel so good…”
Fluttering your eyelashes the way you knew he liked it, you pulled him out with a soft “pop”, smiling before kissing the tip and running your tongue again along his length, from his balls to the head before taking him again. He was letting you set the pace, soft and slow as you took him inch by inch. His hips twitched, and you felt the wetness pooling against the lace of your underwear.
He loved when you teased him, but he also got needier.
“C’mon baby…” his hand tigtened in your hair “You can go deeper than that.”
Breathing through your nose, you let him slip deeper in your throat, and heard a low growl bloom from his chest.
That was literally all it took.
In one movement, both of his hands were in your hair. His gentleness turning into demanding pressure. He pushed your head down, slow and steady, forcing you to take him deeper, until the head of his cock touched the back of your throat and your lips brushed his pelvis.
You felt your vision getting hazy thanks to the tears that started to acummulate, and the spit dripping from the corner of your mouth until it soaked your chin and neck.
“That’s it, just like that baby.” he moaned, his head falling down again. “Fuck, you take me so well.”
He was so thick, so warm inside your mouth, you could barely breathe but you knew this was how he liked it, and you loved it too. His taste salty and soft on your tongue, his grip tigjt but not rough enough to hurt you.
Then he started rocking his hips, thrusting into your mouth as he held you there. His cock hit the back of your throat again, you felt the tears starting to fall down your cheeks and you moaned around him as he groaned again.
“Don’t stop.” he hissed, panting as his chest rose and fell. “You look so pretty like this, crying all over me, pretty mouth full of me.”
Nicho’s voice dropped a little lower and darker, his hand pressing at the back of your head while he fucked your mouth rougher now.
“You can take it, can you? My greedy girl…”
The tone of his voice mixed with his dirty words and the taste of him in your mouth had your pussy clenching around nothing, still hidden under your panties which were soaked at that point. And he was so deep in it, swearing under his breath, watching the way you drooled and gagged and cried around him with a feral look in his eyes.
“I’m close,” he warned and his thrusts grew erratic and franctic. “Fuck— yeah, baby. Gonna come down your throat because you were made for this— fuck.”
You felt his cock twitch inside your mouth and you shut your eyes, his hips stuttering, pulsing deep in your throat. Then he spilled, warm and thick and perfect, you swallowed him whole, moaning as a guttural groan left his bitten lips, the veins of his neck popping up and his forehead covered in sweat.
And he never stopped whispering how perfect and beautiful and good you were.
hey can you please do top fuma x bottom male reader?
love hotel
dom t! Fuma x sub m! reader | nsfw (mdni) | wc; 2.75k
desc : you and Fuma are fuck buddies and finally see each other after so long of being apart
⚠️ content : blowjob, fwb, mirror sex, armpit fetish, dirty talk, unprotected sex (stay safe irl), begging, slapping, cumming inside, Fuma is very rough, pet names, praise, choking, head pushing
a/n : sorry this took so long to write, i was so busy at work and kept getting writers block when doing it but hopefully u enjoy !!
“Fuck yeah y/n, suck my dick like the good boy you are”
Fuma was a huge guy. Muscles, height, but especially his dick. You loved it though, you always thought about it ever since the first time you guys had sex. You always fantasized about having it down your throat, deep inside of you, wherever you could get it. And finally after so long, you were finally getting what you wanted – what you needed.
Fuma laid in the bed of your shared hotel room in nothing but a tank top barely hiding his massive body. His hands were locked in his hair behind his head, allowing you full access to use him however you wanted to. His legs propped up by his feet so you were between his huge thighs, struggling not to crush your head with them from how you were pleasing his erection.
Your head bobbed up and down on his hardened dick, using your hand to jerk whatever didn’t fit into your mouth while your free hand rested on his bare thigh. You slid up and down on the muscle, caressing and worshiping his body. Light hair was dusted all over him, the sight of it turning you on at how manly it made him look.
“Yeah just like that, your mouth feels so good on my dick baby.”
The praise causes your body to tense, your core to bubble up, your toes to curl. You look up at him to see an amazing, erotic sight of Fuma. His head thrown back against the pillow, sweat glazing his whole body, his chest heaving up and down deeply, his biceps flexing, trying to resist the urge to touch you. It was heavenly, the scene in front of you fills your stomach with butterflies, makes your mouth even more watery around him.
You hum around his dick as you try to take him deeper in your throat. The vibrations around him could be felt through his whole body, sending shivers through him as he bucks his hips to meet your lips. The hairs above his cock brush against your nose as you feel him hit the back of your throat, over and over again. You begin to rut your hips into the bed under, trying to create friction against your cock to give your dick some relief from its boner.
Fuma removed one of his hands from behind his head to place it on top of your head. He begins to press your head into his hips, forcing you to fully take his dick into your mouth. You gag around him, feeling him cut off the air flow to your lungs with his tip. He presses one last time as he holds you around him. You feel his fingers grab a fist full of your hair into his hand as you throat his entire length.
You begin to choke on his dick, but the feeling doesn’t frighten you – it turns you on even more. The feeling of his dick touching the back of your throat fills you with excitement. The scent of his musk hits your nose as he holds you down on him. He bites his bottom lip, groaning lightly to not let anyone hear what you two are doing as his back arches off the bed.
“Stay there, you can take it a little longer can’t you?”
You feel the air leaving your lungs as he continues to hold you down, but you listen to him. The gagging around him begins to become stronger as the need to breathe also becomes more noticeable. You look up at Fuma with tears in your eyes from the lack of air, using your hands to try to push yourself up but to no avail. You’re powerless under his control you soon realize as you cannot push yourself up.
You tap Fuma’s thigh, signaling you need to breathe as he finally releases you from under his grip. You quickly pull off of his dick, gasping for air as a trail of spit connects your bottom lip to his tip. His soft fingers scoop your face up, pivoting you to lock eyes with him. His muscular chest rising and falling, catching his breath from the pleasure you gave him as he rubs his thumb against your chin.
“You look so pretty like this, gagging and crying on my dick. You like being used like this? Like a slut that’s only made to take my cock?”
The more his raspy, deep voice hit your ears with praise the more horny you got. Desperation fills your body at his question – the need for his dick to be inside of you raises to the max. He moves his thumb from your chin to the inside of your mouth, making you imitate the way your previous actions with his dick. You swirl your tongue around the digit, completely under the spell Fuma has on you.
You stroke his erection with the same fast pace you have on his thumb. Fuma watches as you consume his thumb while your hand goes up and down on his dick, mixes of choked breaths and curses slip past his lips in response to you. You take his hand into yours as you rub the top of his hand while placing kisses all over his body.
You started at his dick, softly kissing his shaft and licking the tip, cleaning it of the precum that was oozing out from you sucking on him earlier. You slowly make your way up his body, leaving trails of spit on him like you were marking your territory.
You gradually lift his shirt as you lick his toned abs and chest, feeling the muscles twitch under your tongue as you make your way up. The hairs of his happy trail and his chest hair graze your tongue as you continue up, feeling his breathing become choppy under you.
You feel something primal in you, pure lust fills your body the closer you get to his face. You capture one of his nipples in your mouth, sucking on it like it were the last time you would be seeing each other. He places his hand again on the back of your head, pushing you closer into his skin. You feel his heartbeat, his breathing rhythm, you two feel so connected in this moment – almost inseparable.
You look up to see his expression when you catch a glimpse of the exposed skin of his armpits, stealing your attention as if they were calling your name. The glistening skin, stubbled with short hairs looked so delectable in that moment, you couldn’t think straight. You immediately lick up to the skin, the saltiness of the sweat coming from it filling your tastebuds.
“Fuck y/n, I didn’t know you were this dirty. Completely falling apart for my armpit like this, it’s so sexy seeing how desperate you are for me.”
He shoves your face deeper into the crevice, forcing you to inhale the musk coming from it. You moan into him as you continue to lick and kiss the body part, savoring every flavor that hits your tongue. Your lips smacking against the skin fills the room as you hear his soft moans in your ear.
He harshly pulls you by your hair, lifting your face that has desperation drawn all over it. Your chest heaves heavily trying to catch your breath while gazing into his deep brown eyes. You move to straddle his lap as you feel his rough hands slide against your side. Your legs cage him in his thighs as you feel his dick teasing your ass.
You begin to tease him by shifting your hips up and down, riding his abs while creating friction against his erection. Your hands dig into his abs as the grip on your hair tightens against your scalp. You moan at the feeling of his grip along with his dick rubbing against you. He looks at you, gazing at the scene in front of him, basking in it like it was a work of art.
Your ears are hit by the soft moans slipping through his lips and the bed quietly squeaking under you. You feel his abs twitch and tense up under your touch, his breathing fastens as you continue to bounce on him. Fuma drags his hands down to your hips, guiding their rhythm against him as you feel him gripping you. His grip is strong. You feel his nails digging into you – you knew he’d leave marks in your skin.
“Get up.”
The sentence sends a chill down your spine as you still yourself on him. You lift your weight off of him, allowing the two of you to get off of the bed. Still turned to him, you hear the bed squeak as he lifts himself off the bed. A loud smacking sound fills the room as he lands a forceful slap on your ass, drawing a gasp from your throat as a response.
He pushes you against a desk with a mirror in front of it, capturing your neck in his lips as you ground yourself against the desk with your arms. You feel his fingers inch closer and closer to your entrance, your lust growing with every centimeter that is closed in distance. You feel his finger drag against the skin of your hole but not going in quite yet. You moan out loud – a mix of desperation and frustration of how close he is to being inside of you.
“I like those noises baby, but if you want my dick you’re gonna have to beg for it.”
You can’t even think straight, you just want Fuma to fill you completely. You wanted him to fuck you endlessly, going dumb all over his dick. You feel him press your hole with his thick finger, applying pressure but not quite going all the way in. His free hand snaps to your head, tilting it back making you lean over his shoulder. Your mouth is left open in this position, gazing into his eyes while all you can do is sit there and be treated like he owns you.
“You heard me. I said beg for it.”
“P-please Fuma, please fuck me I want – I need your dick inside of me, filling me up until you cum deep inside of me.”
“Good boy, was that so hard?”
Fuma grabs the base of his dick, slapping it on your needy hole. The feeling of his length teasing you made your hole clench around nothing, your need for his rising as he continues. You felt his free hand snake its way up your front side, stopping when he got to your neck capturing it in his grasp. He applied a small amount of pressure around your neck, not enough to choke you, just enough to slowly drive you more and more mad over him.
He slowly started entering inside of you, the stretch was so intense but satisfying at the same time. Your mouth opens but nothing comes out, all you could focus on was the pressure of his dick inside of you. With every inch that enters you, your mind goes more and more blank, until he fully bottoms out. Your bodies are seemingly stuck together as he stills himself inside of you, moaning directly into your ear.
Your eyes wince at the feeling of him inside of you when you feel a light slap on the side of your face.
“Don’t close your eyes. Watch as I make you my toy, only used for me to fuck whenever I want.”
With his demands, he begins to aggressively thrust in and out of you. The sound of his hips connecting to yours fills the room as you bite your lip to conceal the noises that want to come out of you. You feel his warm chest resting on your back as you feel his presence towering over you.
“F-fuck yeah Fuma, keep fucking me just like that, you feel so good inside me please don’t stop!”
Fuma pushes you down, knocking you onto your arms as he takes your waist into his hands. He continues with his rough pace, the new position letting him hit deeper inside of you, hitting a spot you never knew existed. You let out quiet moans as his thrusts continue, making your knees buckle under you.
“Don’t be shy, let everyone hear how good I’m fucking you. How deep my dick is inside of you. Let them know how much of a slut you are for me.”
He leans over you, pressing his weight onto your back as he wraps an arm around you, grabbing your erection into his hand. You moan softly at the new pressure added on you as Fuma begins to slowly stroke you, forcing precum to come out of your dick. You didn’t care anymore, your moans turned into screams of pleasure under him. His dick was making you go dumb, lose control over your body and thoughts. The only thing you could focus on was how deep his dick was inside of you.
He takes ahold of your hair again to force you to watch him fuck you in the mirror, gazing into your eyes through the reflection. Your mouth is agape, a string of drool hangs low on your bottom lip, your face is flushed red from your lust. You see Fuma lower his head, leaving kisses on the back of your neck as his thrusts and strokes become more erratic.
Your eyes teary as you feel sweat dripping from Fuma’s chest to your back. Your core tenses at the feeling of your orgasm approaching quickly. Fuma feels your cock twitching in his hand as he moves to mainly focus on your sensitive tip.
“Does the little toy want to cum?”
You don’t answer – more like you can’t answer. The only word you remember is Fuma’s name along with explicits that leave your lips. He clearly knows the answer as he moves back to stare at your face in the mirror, grinning at your fucked out face. You feel yourself getting closer and closer as you muster the strength to speak back to him.
“Y-yes Fuma, please let me cum, make me feel good daddy. I wanna feel so good, please make me cum!”
The sudden phrase that escaped your mouth shocked the both of you. You had never called him that before but in the moment, it felt right – you could feel Fuma felt the same as you feel his dick twitching inside of you. His strokes on you fasten as the moans coming from you grow louder, until you finally come undone.
White ropes coming from your dick coat Fuma’s hand along with the counter in front of you. You share in his grasp as you ride out your high while still taking thrusts from Fuma. You whine out to him as he continues to fuck you through your high. Once you finally come down, Fuma quickly turns you around and lifts you onto the counter.
Fuma has his shirt in his mouth, revealing his tense muscles that were earlier hidden. He throws your legs over his shoulders and inserts his dick in you once again. The new angle makes you clench around him tightly, feeling him getting needier as his own orgasm approaches. He drops his head back in satisfaction, making his shirt lift higher and his jawline define more than usual.
“Fuma- daddy, please give me your cum. I need it so bad, please let me have it.”
Just like that, his own orgasm hits him hard, cumming deep inside of you as he stills with one last thrust. His eyes close at the feeling of you squeezing him while riding out his high, erotic noises slipping through the still room. Your mouth is left open as you feel him paint the inside of your walls with his juices.
He comes down from his high as he slowly takes himself out of your hole. Your body goes limp afterwards, completely worn out after being used by Fuma. He notices this, taking you into his arms as he walks back over to the bed. He lays you down as he leaves to get you a towel and a cup of water. Once he returns, he finds you fast asleep warmly wrapped in the blankets that cover the bed. He lightly giggles before joining you, wrapping his muscular arms around you.
hi !! can i request riding sunghoon after he comes back from the gym, his hands behind his head and he drives you crazy with the way his biceps flex around his head praising the way you look going up and down on him? thank you and love your work !! <3
hihii thank you sm! <3 i fear i made this a lil too nasty omg
sunghoon’s laying back against the pillows, shirtless and still glistening with sweat from the gym. his hands are behind his head, biceps flexing as he tugs on his own hair from how good your pussy feels.
you're on top of him, thighs helping you bounce up and down on his length. the whole time, your eyes wander up to his arms. the definition of his muscles, the veins, and he watches you with a cocky smirk because he knows exactly what you're staring at.
"mm, fuck.." he groans, head tipping back as he watches your tits recoil every time you slam back down on him. "you're so.. perfect—shit, you love this cock, huh?"
his raspy voice alone makes your pace stutter, resorting to rolling your hips, cock buried deep inside you while you give your thighs a rest.
he flexes again, this time on purpose, and your nails dig into his abs.
"shit—sunghoon.. stop that," you pant, eyes stuck on the thick muscle in his arms.
"stop what, baby?" he teases, smirking and acting stupid. "this?"
he curls one bicep just a little harder, putting it on full display, and you let out a shaky moan, grinding down on him harder, his cock brushing your cervix. the stretch of him inside you, paired with the view of his gorgeous arms, has your head spinning.
"can’t help it," you whine. "you’re making it hard to think."
he chuckles, voice low and teasing. "you don’t need to think, baby. just keep fucking yourself on my cock like that."
his eyes trail down your body, watching the way your pussy swallows him over and over again, the sticky sounds of your arousal getting louder with every thrust.
"fuck, you’re so wet," he groans. "is it 'cause of my arms? my cock? both?"
"b-both—shit!" you cry, pace getting messier as you go back to bouncing.
he pulls you closer to him by your arms, mouth right against your ear. "you wanna cum on this cock, baby? wanna make a mess all over me?"
you nod frantically, your moans that were once soft becoming louder as he grins. "then be a good girl and give it to me."
can you write a jaemin x top male reader smut where they fuck in the shower after a long steamy night
round two
b! Jaemin x top m! reader | nsfw (mdni) | wc; 1.1k
desc : after you and Jaemin have sex, you go to enter the shower where your session unexpectedly continues
⚠️ content : shower sex, kinda pwp, unprotected sex (stay safe irl), blowjob, cumming inside, cum swallowing
The shower sounds off as you turn the hot water on. You look over and see Jaemin standing there, a bright smile fills his face. You two just finished having some of the best sex you’ve ever had with each other, still out of breath and sweaty from the session. You walk over to him to hold his muscular, sweaty body in your arms as you capture his mouth with yours in a sloppy kiss. You lean Jaemin into the sink counter as he reaches behind him to grasp the edge to ground himself under the weight of you.
Your lips smack together as the water gets warmer and the room becomes more and more filled with steam. The riding temperature causes your foreheads to coat with sweat as you take his ass into your hands. Jaemin moans into your mouth as your grip gets stronger around him. You move from his mouth to his neck, sucking and licking the salty skin as Jaemin runs his hands down on you.
He runs his hands down from your muscular chest to your toned abs, stopping at your dick. He gives you teasing rubs as you struggle to kiss his neck, moaning from the feeling of him touching your still sensitive cock. You slowly get harder as the moment continues until your dick stands up completely.
“Seems like someone wants this ass again.”
“I could go for round two if you think you can handle it.”
Jaemin smirks at you as he takes your wrist and drags you into the steaming shower. The water slightly burned you at the sudden contrast in temperature but you didn’t care. Your need for each other clouded your mind from everything. The running water falls on the both of you as you locked lips once again. Your slippery limbs tangled with each other as you pressed Jaemin against the wall. The cool of the tiles causes him to moan into your mouth as you rut your hips into his, rubbing your hard, wet dicks against each other.
Your hands all over each other like a map wanting to be memorized as yours slowly went lower and lower on his body. You stopped at his ass once again, cupping and squeezing it into your hands. He lets out a moan barely heard over the running water as you slap the skin, hard enough you knew it was going to leave a mark.
“Fuck this i can’t wait anymore.”
You quickly flip him around, leaning into him as you leave soft kisses on the back of Jaemin’s neck. You take his erection into his hand, jerking his wet dick sloppily drawing beautiful moans from his mouth. He brings his arm around your shoulder as he turns to face you, pushing your head towards him to kiss each other once again. Jaemin struggles to kiss you back as you pleasure him, causing you to smirk against his mouth.
“Please just fuck me again, I want it again so bad.”
You immediately grab your own erection, lining yourself up with his entrance, already loose from your earlier session. You begin to slowly push yourself into his hole, his hole swallowing you easily as Jaemin erupts with loud moans under your touch. You don’t wait, you immediately shift from a slow pace to pistoning inside of him.
The sound of your hips hitting his fills the small room. Your body leaning over his as your breathy moans hit Jaemin’s ears like music. The feeling of you rutting inside of him and stroking his cock made his knees begin to buckle under him. Jaemin screams your name like it was the only word he remembered as he approached his climax.
You felt his cock twitch in your hand as more and more precum came out from his tip. Both his and your bodies tensed up as you got closer and closer to the edge. Your thrusts become more sloppy as you chase your own high. Your core tightens over him as you thrust into him deeply.
“Fuck Jaemin I’m gonna cum, where do you want it?”
“Anywhere I just need it y/n. Wherever you want to put it is ok.”
With his words your brain fogged as you didn’t even have time to think before you came inside of him. Your thick, white ropes of cum painted the inside of his ass as you halted deeply inside of him. Your moans filled the room as your whole body stilled itself as you rode out your high. Your body slowly begins to relax itself as you begin to remove yourself from Jaemin. His ass gaping from the back to back sessions, your cum leaking out of him as he rests his body against the shower.
You gather yourself enough to turn Jaemin around as you sink to your knees. You took his hard, aching cock into your grasp, his eyes closing as his mouth opened at the sudden pressure around him. You slowly stroke his erection as it looks at you, needy to cum, twitching in your hand. You take your tongue to him as you clean off his tip of his precum. You slowly take his dick into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks around him.
Jaemin leans his head against the wall, a loud thud is heard as contact is made. You can tell Jaemin is extremely close. The erotic noises coming from his throat were heavenly to you. His core tightens as he gets closer and closer to his own orgasm.
“Get off y/n, I-I’m cumming!”
You don’t move at all. You stay around his cock as it twitches inside of your mouth, his own cum spreading throughout your cheeks. You take his ropes of cum down your throat, hearing him moan and feeling him shake around you. Once he finishes, you take a deep swallowing, taking it all down your throat. You stand to your feet, staring him into his eyes. His mouth agape, his face flushed red coming down from his high, as you kiss his lips once again.
He takes your face in his grasp as he tastes himself on your tongue, moaning from the salty taste. You look into each other’s eyes as you move his hair that is stuck on his forehead from the sweat and water from the shower. You smile at each other warmly as the two of you take each other into your arms. Your warm skin touches as the water slowly falls onto you as you stare into each other’s eyes deeply, taking in the beauty of each other.
soft dom! sunoo x sub m!reader | nsfw (mdni) | wc; 1.2k
desc : Sunoo may act innocent out in public but behind closed doors, you know his true nature
⚠️ content : fingering, pet names, service top sunoo, unprotected sex (stay safe irl), cumming inside, aftercare, sweat, kinda begging
The Sunoo you knew and the Sunoo out in public were two completely different people. Sunoo portrays himself as a cute boy with an innocent heart. Always smiling widely at everyone, joking and teasing with everyone lightly. He could never do any wrong in anyone's eyes.
In the bedroom, he was a whole 180, and he was showing it to you tonight. He was knuckle deep inside of your ass, drawing the most beautiful moans from your throat. Your bottom halves left bare as your pants and boxers were long discarded across the room. Your hands rest on his shoulders while he rests his free hand on your hips. You grind into his, frotting your hard, wet dicks together.
“F-fuck Sunoo, your fingers feel so good in me.”
You breath and moan into the skin of his neck as he continues fucking you with his fingers. The lengths of his digits having him hit your spot with every thrust he gives you. He holds fingers inside of you deeply, loud moans leaving your throat as he holds inside of you. You bite into his shoulder to muffle yourself out of embarrassment.
“Don’t hide your moans y/n, I wanna hear your pretty moans. How good I feel inside of you, fucking your ass so deep.”
You release your mouth from him, leaving a trail of saliva connecting him to your lips. You face each other, staring deeply into the opposite’s eyes. He smirks at your face, flushed out and red for the stimulation he’s giving you. Your hair sticks to your forehead from the sweat being produced.
“Who’s my pretty boy?”
“I am. I’m your pretty boy.”
You moan out as he captures your lips in a sloppy kiss. The sound of wetness from your lips and your cocks rubbing fill the still, silent room. Sunoo soon adds another finger without warning, pausing your kisses on him. You struggle to reciprocate them at the sudden stretch you feel, moaning into his mouth loudly. He fastens his pace in you, causing your body to tense up and freeze in place. You grab the cloth wrapping his shoulders to ground yourself as your eyes squeeze shut.
With one last, deep stroke of his fingers you feel him leave your entrance. Your body falls down on him, trying to catch your breath from the euphoric feeling he gave you. He rubs your back as he feels your chest rising and falling against his. He shifts his hand down, cupping and rubbing on your ass. You feel him leave your skin then return with a hard slap, hard enough you knew it was going to leave a mark on you.
“Get up baby, we’re not done yet.”
You moan at the sting you feel as his hand made contact with you. You slowly lift up off of him as he wraps his arms around you. Sunoo flips you onto your back on the couch, positions himself in between your thighs. You groan at the sudden movement as he begins stroking his cock, getting it ready for you. The sounds of his precum spreading over himself and the erotic noises escaping his throat make your excitement heighten.
He leans down, lining himself up with your hole as he looks deeply into your eyes. His beautiful blue eyes filled you as if they were the ocean. You felt him press his tip against your desperate hole, the foreign contact drawing a breathy moan from you. The anticipation grows inside of you quickly, awaiting Sunoo to finally fill you fully.
Finally, he begins to stick his erection into your longing ass. Your head falls back from the feeling of him slowly breaking in your walls. Your hole squeezes around him, making him dick twitch and quiver inside of you. He looks down at you, watching as your expressions change the deeper he gets until he finally bottoms out. Sunoo’s dick draws a groan from the both of you as he sits there, letting you adjust to his size.
“You look so beautiful taking my dick angel. You’re doing so good for me, just a little longer baby.”
He begins to shift his hips into you, giving you deep strokes of his cock. You grab the cushions around you to ground yourself as he presses himself inside of you. He leans into you, pressing his weight into you as he folds your legs to your chest. This new angle makes him hit deeper inside of you, a new depth unlocked making you almost scream for him.
“Oh my god Sunoo you’re driving me crazy. Fuck me faster pleasee!”
He immediately picks up his pace, slamming his hips into yours, sounds of skin on skin fill the room along with your moans slightly over them. Sunoo captures your neck into his mouth, moaning into the skin as he sucks on you. You knew he was going to leave a mark on you but you didn’t care at this point. You wanted to know that you were his – that you belonged to him.
His thrusts get harder, sloppily slapping against your hips as he chases his orgasm. He reaches in front of you as he jerks you off, precum dripping into his hand. He feels you twitching in his grip, hugging your cock tighter and stroking faster. You lose yourself with the combination of him stroking you while filling your hole.
“I’m gonna cum Sunoo, fuck don’t stop please.”
Your moans hit his ears like music, carefully listening to your pleas for him. He goes from stroking your shaft to focusing on quick swipes against your sensitive tip. The sensation sends jolts through your body, quivering under him as you approach the edge. Your chest rises and falls faster and faster as you approach your orgasm, until it finally hits you.
Waves of satisfaction hit you as ropes of cum spurt out of your dick, coating the shirt you’re wearing. Your mouth falls open as erotic sounds fill the room, your head falling back against the pillow as your eyes squeeze shut. Sunoo still stroking you through your high, overstimulating your senses, sending you into euphoria.
“You’re so pretty when you cum for me y/n. So pretty taking my dick like a good boy.”
“Sunoo you feel so good please give me your cum! I want it so bad, please let me have it!”
And like a key to a lock, he unloads inside of you. He spills his white juices inside of you, leaning his head back and moaning your name like it was the only word he knows. He stills deeply inside of you, painting your walls with white ropes of his cum. His sweat drips down from his face onto you as you both ride out your highs.
After some time ground yourselves semi-back to your senses, you intertwine lips once more. This kiss wasn’t like last time, he took his time with you, savoring every flavor your mouth has to offer. He stops kissing you for a moment, smiling against your lips. He slowly exits your used hole, careful to not hurt you.
Once he finally removes himself, he leaves to get stuff for you to recover, like water and a towel to clean yourself off with. After cleaning yourselves off and changing clothes, you two lay next to each other in each other's embrace. The two of you exchange a few more light kisses before slowly drifting off to sleep, intertwining in each other’s hands and arms.
Could I please request a Jisung (NCT) x male reader fic please with the main thing being a size kink where Jisung is shorter than his boyfriend (but not way shorter they’re just both tall like the reader would just be a bit taller and he loves making fun of Jisung playfully but in bed it’s the other way around) he makes up for it in other areas like his hands, feet, and most especially his dick which is way bigger than ours, and could there also be other things like Jisung having a breeding kink and including belly bulge from his dick please I’m a sucker for that in fics
I’m just a whore for the duck sick Jisung agenda pksjshs
best friend ever
dom! jisung x m!reader | nsfw (mdni) | wc; 1.9k
desc : you and Jisung had been friends for quite some and you always fantasized about fucking him, and finally that day has come
⚠️ content : size kink, belly bulging, big dick/dom jisung, cumming inside, unprotected sex (stay safe irl), fwb kind of, dirty talk, pet names, dirty talk, lmk if i forgot anything
a/n : omg my first request thank you so much !! hopefully it's good, sorry it took so long to write i suck at locking in and finishing it so i've been working on it on and off lol
You always had a thing for guys that were bigger than you. Height, hands, anything – especially dick size. Something about looking up and feeling smaller than someone turned you on and made your stomach fill with butterflies. So when you met Jisung, he was like a dream come true. He was slightly shorter than you not by much, but everything he had made up for it. His hands wrapped around your waist and throat with ease when playing with each other. His feet were way bigger than yours, easily three sizes bigger.
Your favorite thing about him however, was his huge dick. You’ve never seen it bare but you always catch a glimpse of it through his shorts and sweatpants whenever you two hang out. You’ve always wanted to hold it, suck it, worship it, but you never knew if he felt the same. You touched yourself often, thinking about him filling your tight, needy hole, moaning his name until you came hard into your hand.
One day on one of your regular hangouts, your fantasy would finally come true. You two were in his room just watching a movie together when a sex scene came on the screen. You had been eyeing him since you got there, the combination of his loose shorts and tight tank was driving you wild. You look over at him as you feel his weight shift in his bed. Your eyes shift in his direction and you notice the tent in his pants. He was hard and it was making you flustered.
You felt your breath hitch in your throat, the sight of his dick bulging in his shorts makes your whole body tense up. You didn't know what to do, your mind went completely blank. Jisung looks back at you, sensing you staring at him. You frantically look back at the tv screen to avoid eye contact with him feeling your face flush red with embarrassment.
“What’s wrong y/n? You like what you see?”
He shoots you a cocky smile as he moves his hand down, stroking his cock through the thin layer of clothing. Your mouth drops open at the sight, not believing it’s really finally happening. Your insides twist and fill with excitement as a response to his deep voice enticing you. You begin to feel your own erection form from the scene in front of you unfolding.
He begins to crawl slowly towards you, the bed creaking under him the closer he gets. Your heart beats faster the closer he gets, excited but nervous to enter this new territory with Jisung. He finally reaches you, the mix of his musk and his warm breath hits you quickly. He teases your lips, waiting for you to make the first move on him. He senses your desperation and wants to see how badly you want him.
You give into your temptations, grabbing his shoulders to pull him in, capturing his lips in a wet, sloppy kiss. The sound of you two making out fills the room as his hand sneaks up your body. His hand teases your body through your shirt, breezing over your abdomen, your chest, reaching your throat. He takes your entire throat in his one hand, tightening his grip around you causing you to moan into his mouth slightly. The subtle pressure around you causes you to get lost in the moment.
He separates his mouth from your to look at your glossy, desperate eyes. The erotic sight of you so needy for his dick makes his erection stronger – his lust deeper.
"Tell me what you want y/n. I know you can do it.”
He positions himself between your legs, grinding his erection over the clothing separating him from your own dick. You can’t form words from the effect he has on you, only able to let out breathy moans under his touch. Your legs spread wider as if they had a mind of their own. The feeling of his cock on you drives you wild, soon becoming the only thing you can focus on.
“I said, tell me what you want. Don’t make me ask again, I won’t be nice about it next time.”
His demands hitting your ears makes your core tighten up – he has you wrapped around his finger. You buck your hips into his slow, deep strokes against you. You grip the sheets around you tightly to ground yourself. The friction from the two of you makes precum come out of your tip, an evident wet spot forming on your boxers.
"Please Jisung, I want you to fuck me so bad. Need your big dick so bad please let me have it.”
When you finish your sentence, he reaches down to the band of your sweatpants. You feel his long fingers take a hold of them as he quickly pulls them down along with your boxers. Your erection springs onto your stomach, a loud smack echoes through the room as the cold air hits you. Precum is leaking out from your dick, not hiding at all how horny you are for him.
“Fuck you’re leaking so much already. You want this dick that bad baby? Want me to fill you up with my cum, huh?”
Jisung reaches out to feel your cock, wrapping his calloused fingers around it. You hiss at the feeling of his warm fingers in contrast from the cool air once hitting your wet skin. He strokes you slowly – once, then twice – feeling you twitch in his grasp. The sight of him looking down at you in this state makes you quiver. Makes your back arch off the bed with desperation, wanting more of his touch.
He soon leaves the bed to reach into the nightstand nearby to pull out a bottle of lube. Soon after, he quickly slides off his shorts along with his boxer, revealing what he’s been hiding from you. Your eyes widen at the sight. It’s the biggest dick you’ve ever seen. Your core fills with anticipation and anxiety, the conflicting feelings clashing making your stomach tense.
You reach down to your needy hole, trying to finger yourself as he lubes his dick up for you. Jisung spills the slippery substance onto his erection, rubbing it all over himself. The noises coming from him strengthen your arousal as you begin to insert a finger. A desperate moan escapes your throat, catching Jisung’s attention as he snaps his gaze towards you.
He quickly charges at you, grabbing your wrists with one hand, pinning them above your head. You gasp at the sudden aggression from him, the action turning you on further. He quickly discards your own pants and underwear, leaving you both bare at the bottom half. He slides your legs above his shoulder as he begins to line himself up with your hole.
"Did I say you could fucking touch yourself? You needy little slut, let me show you what happens when you don’t be patient for me.”
He quickly starts sliding his dick inside of you, the stretch he gives you is so intense. Your face winces at how thick he is. It almost feels like he’s going to tear you in half. You try to back off from him but he uses his free hand to keep you down in place.
“F-fuck Jisung, I don’t think I can take it all, you’re so big.”
“You’re gonna take it. Take this big dick like you were made for it. Take all of it.”
He finally bottoms out in you, gaining a loud groan from you as he sits inside of you. Your back arches off the back from satisfaction, wanting him to begin to move his hips. After some time he finally does, hitting your g-spot continuously with every thrust. The sound of skin on skin and your moaning fills the room as he fills you with slow, deep thrusts.
He uses his free hand to lift your shirt slightly, revealing your thin, toned abdomen. He presses down on your stomach as you look down, seeing his dick bulging from the inside of your stomach. The sight was so hypnotizing, you couldn’t look away from it.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
“Yeah take this dick baby. Take every inch of it so I can cum deep inside of you.”
He moved one of your wrists to your stomach, feeling him deep inside of you from the outside. He slowly started speeding up his thrusts, drawing louder moans from you. As the heat of the moment catches up to Jisung, he quickly removes his shirt, revealing his sweaty, toned body. You reach out to him, feeling his abs. Feeling them tense with each thrust, rise and fall with each breath he takes.
He leans down into you, resting his face in the crevice of your neck. Soft moans escape his mouth as he cages you with his strong arms around you, biceps flexing trying to hold himself back. His breath hits your skin as you pull him in closer, your skin making contact sending heat at the connection. Sweat drips from his body on yours as he gets closer and closer to his climax.
He reaches in between the two of you, grasping your dick in his hand once again, jerking you off quickly to catch up to him. You moan deeply into his ear as your fingers dig into his muscular back, hard enough to leave marks. Your cock twitches in his hand, signaling you were almost at your climax.
“I’m about to cum Jisung. Can i cum, please let me, I want to so bad.”
He smirks at you, giving you a nod of approval. Soon after you came hard into his hand. Your body convulsed around him, squeezing and twitching his dick inside of you. You felt him twitching. He was about to follow right behind you.
“Fuck y/n I’m gonna cum. Gonna fill this tight hole and make my cum leak out of you. You want that baby?”
“Y-yes Jisung, give it to me I need it now!”
“Then be a good boy and take my whole load into you.”
With a few more sloppy thrusts from him, he stills with a deep thrust. He paints your insides with his cum as he leans his head back from the feeling of how your ass feels around him. you both breathe deeply, your chests heaving up and down as the two of you ride out your highs. He wipes the sweat off of his forehead as he looks down at you, watching as you take the last of his cum inside of you.
He slowly leaves your entrance, leaving you a moaning mess as his juices slowly flow out of you. You both stay still for a moment, catching your breath from the intense moment the two of you just shared. He leans down, moving the hair that's stuck from the sweat on your forehead as he captures your lips in one last, savory kiss. Your hand finds his chest to ground yourself as you melt and moan into his mouth. He leaves your mouth, showing you a beautiful smile at you taking in how you look under him.
“Well y/n, do you wanna finish the movie or do you wanna go for round two?”
“What do you think Jisung?”
You reply to him as you wrap your arms around him, capturing his mouth sloppily as you anticipate him filling you up once again.
desc : you drive Wooyoung crazy, begging and pleading for you until you give into his needs
⚠️ content : praise, begging, riding, blowjob, body worship (m! receiving), unprotected sex (stay safe irl), finishing inside, bondage, orgasm control
Your hand traveled his body, feeling his muscles twitch at the slightest touch of you. The way your fingers slowly grazed over the skin of his chest sent shivers through his body. The room was filled with the sound of Wooyoung’s sharp inhales caused by your teasing. You look down on him, his mouth agape and his eyes teary, under your control.
“Is there something you want? You have to tell me or else I won’t know.”
You rhetorically ask. The answer was obvious, you were driving him mad and wanted satisfaction from you. Your hand sneaks lower, now above the band of his boxers. The sudden shift in feeling made him wince – he clearly wanted you lower but you weren’t giving him what he wanted. What he needed.
“P-please I want you around me. I want you to make me feel good. I want you to make me cum.”
He whined out, making you grin at the sound of him begging for you. The erotic scene makes your brain race, makes your core fill with heat. You remove your hand from his skin, his eyes carefully watching you as you position yourself in between his widely spread legs.
The bed squeaks as you lower your weight onto the bed fully. You take his muscular thighs into your hands, feeling them tense under you. You lower your head to the muscle as you lick and kiss him, worshiping him like he was sculpted just for you. The contrast of his cool skin and the warmth of your tongue caused erotic sounds to come out of him. You look up to him to see his reaction, his chest rising and falling quickly while he gasps for air. You smirk at how you make him so horny and needy so fast.
“Calm down baby, I haven’t even touched your dick and you’re already going crazy for me.”
“I-I’m sorry. I just love the way you make me feel. How you treat me. It gets me so excited.”
You go back to his muscle, now licking up his thigh getting closer to his cock. The intensity of the scene causes him to get rock hard so fast. The restraints around his wrist tighten as he tries to move around but are bound by them, causing his arms to flex at the confinements. You finally reach his erection, bulging out of his boxers begging for your attention. The musk of him hits your nose, making your arousal stronger and need for him greater.
You give his dick kisses outside of the thin layer of clothing, feeling it twitch under your lips. You feel his body shifting at the feeling, his desperation for you very evident. You kiss from his shaft to his tip, licking the wet spot coming from him. The saltiness of his precum hits your tongue, a taste you loved from him. You kiss up to his waist and reach his waistband once again, Wooyoung being left a moaning mess under you.
You bite at the fabric trapping his erection while staring into his glossy, teary eyes as you slowly lift the clothing off of him. The thin barrier between you and his dick was slowly peeled off by you until it stood tall in front of you, longing for your touch. Precum oozes out of his tip as your mouth hovers around his length. The warm breeze of your breath making contact with his shaft drove him wild.
“Please, I want your mouth around me. Please baby, please.”
You take pride in breaking him down like this, making him nothing but a horny mess wanting to cum quickly. You listen to his pleads, leaning into his core licking his shaft gently. He lets out breathy moans and grunts from the pleasure you give him. His hips buck into you, craving more friction around him. You listen to his body’s needs and start to lick up to his sensitive tip.
Your tongue cleans the precum you’ve made him produce before taking his base into one of your hands and taking him into your mouth. Wooyoung’s legs quiver at the feeling of you around him, the pleasure almost too much for him to handle. His erotic sounds fill the room as he tenses under your tongue, swirling around him at a fast pace.
“F-fuck yeah, just like that. Keep doing that please baby.”
You hum in response to his needs. The vibration from your throat could be felt into his stomach as he clenches his muscles in response. His back arches off the bed, his chest heaves up and down, moans flood your ears as you begin to pick up your pace around him, adding your hand to also jerk him off while taking him in your mouth.
You felt his cock twitch in your hands, a clear sign he was already getting close. You remove your hand from his base, allowing you to swallow him deeper into your throat. His cock hits the back of your throat – over and over and over again. You hold yourself down on him, the hairs on him tickling your nose as your breathing becomes restricted by his dick. Wooyoung can’t even make noises, he just watched the scene unfold in front of him in bliss as his mouth fell open.
You release him out of your mouth entirely, a loud pop is heard throughout the room. He groans at the loss of your warmth around him, trying his best to catch his breath as your fingers wrap around him once again. You slowly jerk him off, making him whine out loud as you kiss his solid abs. You lick every bit of him, worshipping his godly body while you feel him tense up from your tongue and your hand.
“Fuck I’m about to cum. Please let me cum.”
He begs you, but you have other plans. You release him from your grasp as your hands and mouth sneak up to his nipples, one being sucked and one being fondled by your hand. His whines become louder, music to your ears. You begin to slowly shift your weight on top of him, straddling his waist while playing with him. You slowly grind down on him, his warm, hard cock teasing your hole that was so needy for him.
“You’re not allowed to cum yet baby, I haven’t even had my fun with you yet. You can last a little longer for me right?”
You continued grinding down on him, harder after your statement. He could only respond in breaths, moaning at the friction between you and his dick. You smirked at the mess you’ve made of him. You stand up, removing your pants and underwear leaving you open for him. You straddle back on him, taking his dick into your hand. You stroke up – once, then twice before lining him up with your hole.
You slowly sank down onto him, filling your hole with his thick, warm, hard cock. The stretch was intense, like it was your first time ever having sex with him. You moaned at the foreign feeling of him while lowering yourself onto him. His head is thrown back onto the pillows, trying not to scream at the feeling of you squeezing around his dick. He bites his bottom lip to quiet his moans for you, body tensing at the feeling of his cock being consumed by you.
You finally bottom out, leaning forward as you rest, adjusting to his size while you look into his eyes. You both are breathing heavily, your hands resting on his chest as you feel it raising. The skin was coated in sweat, making him glisten against the light from the room. He looked beautiful. His hair sticking to his forehead, his mouth agape as he breathes, his exposed, toned body asking for you to take it into your grasp. Your core filled and twisted with the heat that was quickly spreading through your entire body at the erotic scene.
You finally begin to shift your hips on him, fingers digging into the skin of his chest. The sound of moaning from the two of you and the bed squeaking filled the still room. You lean down into his neck, inhaling his scent and the sounds escaping his throat. You took his neck into your mouth, sucking at the salty skin as you kept your steady pace on him.
“You like that? You like how I feel around your cock? How tight I am around you?” You whisper into his ear.
“F-fuck you feel so good squeezing my dick just like that. Please keep doing that baby, I feel so good.”
You came back up to stare into his hazel, teary eyes. The look on his face could’ve made you cum right then and there, but you waited. You wanted the two of you to come to your climax at the same time, so you quickened your pace on him. Skin on skin soon follows as you grind your needy hips onto him deeper and fast. You capture his lips into yours, the both of you moaning into the other’s mouth.
“Fuck I’m about to cum Wooyoung!”
“Me too baby. Cum around my cock, please please please.”
His begging sent you over the edge, cumming harder than you have before. You twitch and clench around his cock as you come to a still to ride out your high. Your high pitched moans filled the room as your juices flowed all over him. Wooyoung wasn’t done though, he adjusts his legs to begin pistoning his dick inside of you. Your hole still sensitive and twitching around him made his climax come faster.
“I’m gonna cum baby, where do you want it?”
You can’t even respond from the satisfaction his dick is giving you as you still ride your high out. He looked up at you with pleading eyes awaiting an answer from you, but it was too late. Soon after with one last deep thrust, he finished inside of you. You feel him shoot his white ropes of cum deep inside of you. The song of both of your moans are now the only thing in the room as everything seemed to slow down. You both stay still for a bit longer as the two of you come down from your highs.
You slowly lift off of him as you feel his dick continue to twitch from still being sensitive. Wooyoung winces at the loss of the warmth from your hole as he finally relaxes his body, catching his breath and wiping the lines of sweat from his forehead with his bicep. You come over to him and capture his lips with one last passionate kiss. You untie his wrists as he pulls you back into the bed, cuddling you as he continues the kiss. You both lay there in silence, in the warm embrace of each other before slowly dozing off to a deep sleep.
desc : you and Sunghoon sneak into a bathroom at a party and he gives you a night you wont forget
⚠️ content : risky sex, blowjob, head pushing, unprotected sex (stay safe irl), rough sunghoon, finishing inside, let me know if i missed anything !!
The vibrations from the speakers filled your body as Sunghoon latched his lips onto yours. You couldn’t tell if it was him or the alcohol making your face feel warm, but you didn’t care at this point. Your hands roamed each other like your bodies were maps the two of you needed to memorize. The taste of his strawberry chapstick lingers on your tongue as you feel his warm hands slide up your shirt, feeling your toned abdomen.
He quickly presses you against the counter, moving his mouth from your lips to your neck. You cover your mouth as you let out breathy moans to not let anyone hear you. He took that as a challenge as he picked you up so you sat on the counter and moved his hands up to your nipples, playing with the sensitive skin.
“F-fuck, ahh.”
You quietly let out as you wrap your arms around his shoulders. You feel him smirking against your neck at how he’s making you feel. He spreads your legs wider, positioning himself in between you as he presses himself against you. You feel his dick getting harder and harder as he grinds his hips into you, teasing you on what you’re gonna get soon. You feel your own cock get harder as the acts go on against his own. The friction quickly builds between the two of you, causing you to almost moan louder than you should be.
Sunghoon quickly strips you of your shirt, revealing your bare chest to him. He quickly follows, taking his own shirt off revealing his muscular build. You place your hands on his broad shoulders as you stand back up, stealing his lips with yours once again. You pushed him against the wall, the warmth of your bare skin against each other was intoxicating. Your hand finds his hard cock bulging out of his pants, begging for your attention.
The strong scent of his cologne hit your nose like a truck while you two made out. It was taking over you, making your need for him stronger. You move to kiss and worship his body, everything from his neck, his chest, his abs, all the way down to his cock. The sight of you on your knees in front of him riled him up even more – he felt something primal come over him.
He grabbed the back of your head and forced your face into his hard length, making you tongue the clothes over his dick. You moan into him, the natural musk making you even hornier than you already were. The gaze you two shared were mutually hungry for each other.
“You want my cock baby?”
He asks you as you drool over his pants waiting for him to pull out his cock. You him into him – you felt his cock twitch at the sudden vibration. He gives you a nod and you take your mouth off of him to slide your fingers through the top of his pants. You quickly drop his pants along with his boxers, leaving his bottom half completely exposed. His dick was so long, so hard, leaking with precum at the tip.
Your eager mouth couldn’t handle another second. You wrap your hand around his thick length, stroking it slowly as more precum comes out. You look up to see his expression above you – his face winced as his mouth opens to let out quiet groans. He places his hand on the top of your head to balance himself. You slowly lean forward to place your tongue onto his shaft, taking in the salty flavor of his cum. You lick from his tip down to his shaft, showing love to every bit of him.
“Good boy, just like that.”
His sudden praise makes you feel something inside of you. You finally take his cock fully into your mouth, wrapping it in the heat of your throat. You reach down into your own pants to pull out your erection, slowly stroking it to build up to your own climax. The pleasure you feel around yourself makes you moan around his dick, causing him to twitch inside of your mouth. The risk of the situation made you feel even hotter – all the people outside of the bathroom not knowing the two of you were fucking in the bathroom filled you with adrenaline.
Sunghoon leans his head back in pleasure as he grips your hair into the hand on your head. He begins to fasten and deepen the strokes of your mouth, causing you to gag around his cock. You felt him hit the back of your throat over and over again until he held you down, fully swallowing his entire length. You couldn’t breathe but you didn’t care. You just wanted to please Sunghoon the best you could. Become his personal toy just to fuck for the night.
He finally let go of you after a few seconds of staying there. Your saliva was all over him, a string of it connecting him to your mouth. You gasp for air trying to recover from him when he pulls you up to capture your lips once again. You felt his hands come around you, framing your ass into his grasp. You moan into his mouth as he grips you tighter, desperate for him to finally be inside of you.
“Please, I need it now.” With your whining, he turns you around, his chest resting against your back as he reaches around to jerk you off. You feel his hardness against your ass, you slowly grind against him, teasing him until he loses his control. He doesn’t give a warning or any preparation before he begins to slide his dick inside of you. You cover your mouth to not be loud as he stretches your hole, the foreign feeling burns but it feels so good. You reach your mouth to cover your moans when he grabs your wrist with one hand to pin it behind you.
“Don’t hide how good I make you feel. Go ahead let the whole house know how good I’m fucking you right now.” You can’t even respond with how deep his dick is reaching inside of you. He hits your spot with ease, making your eyes roll back in pleasure. He finally bottoms out inside of you, sitting there as you adjust to his size. After some time, he begins moving. In and out, very slowly but deep strokes inside of your ass. You can’t control the sounds you’re releasing as he fucks you like it was his last time ever having sex.
He releases your wrist to pull your head up making you stare at your fucked out face he’s given you. Sweat coating both of your bodies making your skin look silky, you watch as his dick enters and exits you with ease like you were made to take him.
“Yeah, watch while I fuck you. Look at yourself being such a whore on my cock.” That’s all you could do, you were under his total control – under his mercy. His pace begins to pick up as skin on skin begins to fill the room. The only thing you could hear was him fucking the life out of you. The only thought you had was his dick going in and out of you right now. He was fucking you stupid and you couldn’t get enough of it.
You feel him reach around your body to grab your cock to start jerking it off once again. The stimulation is too much for you as your knees buckled under his touch. The combination of the warmth from his chest along with his breath on your neck intoxicated you. You felt the sweat transfer from his body onto yours as it dripped onto you after every thrust.
Sunghoon quickly removes himself from you, causing you to whine out from the loss of him. He quickly flips you around positioning your legs over his shoulders as he sticks his dick back inside if you. His pace is evidently faster and sloppier – you could tell he was close. He begins to moan more frequently, more needily, more guttural. The feeling of him pistonint his length inside of you was driving your mind wild, running at a million miles an hour.
He jerks your cock faster as you feel yourself twitch into his hand – loads of precum coat yourself, his hand, and inside of you from him. You stare into his eyes deeply, not able to say anything, just moan from the pleasure he’s giving you.
“Are you about to cum? You can let go. I wanna see you cum all over yourself.” With his words you instantly release like his they were a key to a lock. Your juices coat your abdomen and chest while he continues inside of you. You grasp onto his shoulder to ground yourself from the stimulation.
“Fuck I’m about to cum y/n. Where do you want me to cum?”
“Cum inside me please I need it!” He smirks at the effect he has on you, so needy to be filled up by him. He thrusts inside of you a few more times until he gives you one last, deep thrust, painting your insides with his cum. You feel his warm load filling you up as Sunghoon tilts his head back in pleasure, exposing his sharp jawline and toned chest muscles. He stays there for a bit, riding out his high you’ve given him. When he finally comes down, he pulls out of your gaping hole. Both of you gasping for air, sweat coating your bodies, and adrenaline slowly coming down.
“That was amazing y/n, let’s do that again sometime. Promise I’ll be nicer to you”
idol! mark x fem! reader | nsfw (mdni) | wc ; 2.8k
desc : mark is on live looking good, teasing you knowing the effect he has on you. Full of lust, you take matters into your own hands (quite literally)
⚠️ content : blowjob, public??, head pushing, pet names, riding, cumming inside, unprotected sex (stay safe irl), p in v
It’s a late evening as your day starts to wind down and you laze around with your boyfriend Mark. He sits at the desk across the room from you on live, chatting with his fans. As he sits there you can’t help but to stare at him. He looks amazing. His thin glasses sitting on his face, his deep cut tank exposing the sides of his chest, the sweatpants he had on not doing anything to hide what he was packing in his pants.
He was teasing you. You knew what he was doing, but you couldn’t resist the way he was making you feel. He lifts his arm to put his hand behind his head, flexing his bicep to show off his muscle. He stretches and as he finishes lets out a soft moan that echoes throughout the room. In that moment, you felt something change inside of you. A heat filling you from the inside out, starting at your core.
You begin to feel butterflies in your stomach as you begin to feel turned on by him at such little acts. You rub your legs together to try to get friction, but it wasn’t satisfying you the way you wanted. Your need starts overcoming your senses as you then stand up to walk towards him.
As you walk towards him you slowly begin to undo your shirt, revealing your white-laced bra you were wearing. Mark discreetly looks at you, careful not to expose what was happening. His breath hitches in his throat, shocked at the scene unfolding in front of him. He becomes evidently flustered, stuttering over his words and a slight sweat begins to break out across his face.
You finally reach his desk, fully taking off your shirt tossing it on the bed nearby. Mark’s face flushes red at the sight of you topless. You kneel down beside him so you can get closer to him. Your gazes lock at each other for a split second before remembering he’s live.
“Give me a second guys, I’ll be right back.” He quickly turns off his camera and mutes his microphone so he can finally give you his full attention. Clearly flustered, he faces you, giving you a confused look.
“What the hell are you doing? You can’t do stuff like this when I’m in front of my fans.” You bring your up to find his thigh, lightly grazing across the muscle as you turn him to make his body fully face you. You shift in between his thighs, resting your hands on both his thighs. You feel his muscles quivering, a sign deep down he wants this.
“All that teasing and you thought I wasn’t gonna do anything?” You say as your hands creep up his legs. His breath hitches once you reach his length, the slight bulge in his pants revealing itself. You tease the tent in his pants, feeling it twitch at the feeling of your hand over it. He grunts at the friction, bucking his hips into your grasp.
“You clearly want this as bad as I do. Just pretend like I’m not here, I’ll be quiet for you.” You grasp towards his waistband, pulling it down until his pants are around his knees. His hard dick bulging in his tight, black boxers begging to be let out. The sight makes your lust stronger, you feel yourself become hungrier. You lower yourself onto his clothed length, teasing his cock with soft licks above the fabric.
“God you’re insane y/n. I swear if something happens I’m gonna kill you.” He scolds you, looking down at you salivating all over him. You lock eyes with him, giving his cock light kisses up his shaft up to the waistband of his boxers. You bite the fabric, pulling it from the skin of his abdomen. You let go of it, causing the fabric to lightly snap onto him causing him to hiss out. His head tilting back as he rubs your cheeks.
He sticks his thumb into your mouth, making you mock how you will treat him. The seductive scene makes his cock twitch and harden even more, precum leaking from his tip. Your hand swipes up his bare thigh to once again take his cock into it. You rub the wet spot on his boxers, making Mark moan out loud. He picks his head back up, locking eyes with you. His mouth agape, the scene of him moaning, glasses almost falling off, his thumb in your mouth caused your core to become hot and your own underwear to become wet.
He goes to reach to take his glasses off, but you stop him quickly. “Keep them on, you don’t want your fans to become suspicious. Besides, they make you look so sexy.” He nods at your request, pushing them back up on his face. You smirk at how he looks, the sweat on his body making him glisten, the noises he’s making under your touch.
You finally take the waistband of his boxers and shove them down in one pull, making them and his pants now pool around his ankles. His cock springing up smacking his abdomen hard, making your mouth water at the sight alone. His cock standing hard, leaking with precum as all you can do in the moment is stare. You lick your lips as you prepare to take him in when he stops you. You look up at him confused, disappointed he stopped your needy action.
“Sorry babe, I just need to get back to my live soon, I’ve been away for a bit.” He pulls back as he motions you under his desk. “You better be quiet or I’ll kill you.”
You quickly crawl under as he spreads his legs wider, giving you full access to his lower half. He resumes his live as if nothing happened as you take his dick into your hand. It twitches as you begin to slowly stroke him – once, then twice. It leaks more precum, in need of relief from how hard it is. Your own core becomes more wet as you feel him shuttering under your touch.
You finally place your tongue on his shaft, delicately licking his shaft like it was the first time. The salty taste of his precum hits your tongue as you run it up to his tip, cleaning off the mess you caused. You can see his muscles tense up as he tries to continue to keep himself calm under his pleasure. You lick up and down on the slit of his tip, causing him to deeply breathe in and out.
“W-What did I do today? I- ngh- I hung out with Haechan t-today and went out for lunch.” He let out soft quiet moans of pleasure, trying his best to keep his noises down so he doesn’t get caught. You worship his cock like it was the last time you would ever be able to. Your arousal becomes stronger as you quietly spit onto his tip. You spread your saliva around him, mixing it with the precum he produced.
Once you finally finish getting it nice and wet, you slowly take his tip into your mouth. The warmth of your mouth around him causes his mouth to suddenly fall open. He plays it off by pretending he’s yawning as he locks his hands behind his head to lean backwards in his chair. The sight of his biceps flexed, the side of his ribcage and exposed armpits, the sleekness of his jawline was too much for you. You hum around him slightly, causing his abdomen to flex and twitch. You can hear him moaning in his stretch, knowing you’re making him feel good with your mouth.
He comes back from his stretch to lower his head, scratching the back of his head. He takes this opportunity to look you in your eyes as you bob your head lower, taking him deeper into your mouth. He bites his lip to silence himself knowing he would moan loudly from the pleasure.
He takes his other hand that was resting on his thigh to place it on the back of your head. He quickly pushes your head down on him, making you take his whole cock into your mouth. You feel his dick slam into the back of your throat, the unexpected feeling causing you to moan around him.
You place your hand on his thigh to ground yourself, the hairs on the muscle tickling your fingers as the force causes your hand to graze up and down on him. You try not to gag, you try not to make a sound, the thrill of possibly getting caught finally catches up to you.
You place the free hand into your underwear, trying to relieve your own arousal. He takes his hand on the back of your head as he continues his live, casually chatting with his fans. Talking about his upcoming plans with albums and tours, giggling from jokes, all while you take him underneath. The hand resting on his thigh moves to his shaft, jerking what was difficult for you to take into your mouth.
You bob your head at a faster pace trying to chase his climax faster. You moan around him as you feel your own orgasm slowly catch up to you. He shifts to rest his head on his hands, covering his mouth to try to hide his moans. Mark’s chest rises and falls faster as he comes up on his orgasm. The feeling of him twitching in your mouth as you please yourself caused you to hum around him. Sweat slowly starts to coat his forehead from the intensity of you on him.
“W-why am I so sweaty? It’s just really hot in this room haha. Why do y-you think I’m in a tank?”
You feel your stomach tighten – your climax was dangerously close. Your moans become more consistent as you fasten your pace on yourself. Mark knew you were about to cum. He looks down pretending to be searching the ground for something as he watches you inhale his length while pleasing yourself.
You look up at him with tears in your eyes, slapping his cock on your tongue causing a trail of your saliva to connect from your tongue to his shaft. “Cum for me baby.” He mouths to you, and as if his words were the key to a lock you came all over your hand. You let him out your mouth as your legs shake, riding out your high. You bite down on your lip to hide your moans but soft grunts escape your throat.
Mark watches as you fall apart. He licks his lips at the scene as his own orgasm approaches him quickly. He motions you to go down on him again, his dick red and needy for you. You lean towards his cock once again, your warm breath blows on his wet length. Your hand once again wraps around him as you take him back into your mouth, focusing on his sensitive tip.
You hear his quiet, breathy moans escaping more frequently now. His cock twitches in your mouth as you moan harder around him to fasten his approaching climax. As Mark feels it building up inside of him, he looks back up to his live to say something once again. “Sorry guys, I’ll be right back again, I won’t be long.” He pauses his live once again and mutes his microphone to once again focus solely on you.
Frustrated with the heat, he removes his shirt with ease, revealing his toned stomach and built chest. He tosses it to the side as he looks back down at you. “Fuck y/n, take me deeper in your mouth. Let me cum deep in your throat baby.” He places his hand back on your head to push you deeper again. He fully spreads out, legs spread widely, his free arm resting behind his head, his head tilting back in pleasure.
Mark's mouth drops once again, fully letting his moans and grunts out now. His hips buck into your mouth, fucking your throat to reach his finish. But you had other ideas in mind. You take him out of your mouth, Mark wincing at the lost feeling of your mouth. You climb up from your knees to come up to his lap, straddling him as you tease his cock with your entrance.
“You want my cock inside you baby?” He places his hands on your waist, shifting your hips up and down on him. You close the distance of each other’s mouths, coming dangerously close to each other. Your mouth agape as Mark continues to shift you on his lap, your warm breath hits his mouth as he begins to shift his hands to the waistband of your underwear. He swiftly removes the fabric from you, revealing your wetness to the cold air.
“Fuck baby, can you give me one more?” He asks as he takes your neck into his mouth, devouring it leaving marks in his path. You lift your head, moaning at the feeling of him sucking on your neck as his hands move to your core. He plays with you, his fingers moving up and down on you as you tense up around him – your legs shuttering around him.
“Fuck Mark, I need you now.”
“Then take me baby, we don’t have much time left.” He says as he takes himself and lines up with you. You slowly sink down onto him as Mark looks down, watching you consume his length fully. He stretches you open, a slight burning feeling inside of you but you find pleasure in it. You slowly bounce up and down on him, moaning loudly at the feeling of him filling you.
“F-fuck Mark, your so deep. Feels so good inside of me.” You cry out as he pushes you further down onto him. The sound of skin on skin filling the room along with the sounds coming from the two of you. His cock hitting your sweet spot over and over again, you began to go dumb on his cock. He looked up at you, capturing your lips in a sensual kiss. You struggle to kiss him back from the satisfaction but he helps you through it.
You feel your core tightening once again – your second orgasm quickly approaches from how sensitive you left yourself. Mark feels you quivering around him – he knows you're close. He brings one of his hands to your clit, rubbing circles on your sensitive spot, drawing guttural groans from you.
“Mark, fuck Mark. I’m so close please don’t stop, that feels s-so good.” You plead to him. Hearing you call his name like that makes him feel something inside of him. He grabs your chin to pull your face down, staring into each other's eyes. You can’t think straight, your only thought is his cock going in and out of you. You feel yourself about to go over the edge as Mark’s hand and dick work wonders on your clit.
“I’m about to cum Mark.”
“Cum on my cock baby. Let me feel you around me.” Just like that once again, you cum to his words. You shake around him, making his dick inside of you twitch. You feel him close to cumming as well, so you fasten your pace on him while riding out your high. Your juices spilling over him as well as his chair as he now lays back, letting you take control. He rests his hands on the chair while you take his shoulders into your hands.
Mark’s moans begin to become louder, more frequent – his orgasm evidently on the edge. His hands return to your hips, his grip so strong you were sure it was going to leave marks. He shifts you up and down as hard as he could, chasing his orgasm. His mouth agape, cock twitching inside of you, He was filled with pure heat, lust, and hunger.
“Fuck babe, I’m about to cum. Where do you want it?” He huffs out, holding back awaiting an answer from you. “Inside, fill me up Mark.” You reply. He finally lets go, with one final thrust his hips buck up while spilling inside of you, filling you up until he gets everyone out of him. You sit there in awe at the feeling of him deep inside of you spilling his seed inside of you. You fall onto him, your hands on his chest as all of your energy leaves your body.
Your chests heave against each other as you both come down from your highs. You lift your head to look deeply into his eyes. You wipe the sweat off his forehead before taking his lips into yours, capturing him in a passionate kiss. You lift yourself off of him, causing Mark to whine at the feeling of him leaving you. You leave to get each other towels to clean yourselves off as you leave to put clothes back on.
“Have fun with your live, try to fix yourself before you turn your camera back on.” You both chuckle at the statement before you open the door to leave him.
desc : you and jake haven't seen each other in a while that his need takes over him one night
⚠️ content : jerking off, body describing, whining, established relationship, kinda sub jake
The silence was piercing throughout the room. All that could be heard was the birds outside, the wind rustling through the branches, and Jake’s breathing. He finally had an off day after so long he just wanted to enjoy his day off. Only one thing was missing – you.
He had missed you so much since the last time he had seen you. It had been almost a week, going on two since you two last embraced each other. He missed the softness on your skin, the smell of your perfume, the way your smile lit up the room – everything about you.
Jake lays in his bed in nothing but a pair of boxers and a fitted tank top, tightly clinging to the muscles of his chest and abdomen. He flips over so he is laying on his back as he grabs his phone to begin texting you.
“Hey babe, I miss you so much. Hope you’re having a good day <3”
click He shuts his phone off as he tosses it to the side as he raises his arm to cover his eyes. He begins to imagine you and your perfect form. Your curves, your plump,pink lips, your thighs that he loved so much.
With his imagination running wild, he began to become hot and flustered. His chest began to feel tight with need as he began to slowly become hard from the mere thought of you. He moves his arm from his eyes to tease himself over his shirt, rubbing his chest, arms, and abs imagining you were right next to him doing the act.
His chest rises and falls as he feels himself up. Soft moans escape his throat as he envisions you in front of him giving him what he wants. What he needs. As he continues, the tent in his shorts becomes more evident, the thin fabric not doing much to hide his hard cock.
“y/n. fuck y/n.” With his mouth agape, his hot breath escapes his mouth, gently moaning your name as he continues to tease himself. He lowers his hand, going from his chest, to his abs, into his pants. He rubs his length above his boxers, causing his head to roll back in satisfaction.
His slow, long strokes mimic the way you play with him. He imagines your slick fingers ruining him. His chest rising and falling as his breath hitches in his throat. With sweat beading from his forehead, he quickly lowers his shorts and boxers, enough to free his hardened length from them. A loud slap echos through the room as it slaps his clothes abdomen.
He sits there for a second, panting trying to catch his breath. His face red and emotions running wild, he stares at his cock as it leaks of precum from his tip. He can feel it twitch as the cold air hits his newly exposed skin. He then licks his hand to lubricate before he slowly reaches down to grab his cock in his hand.
He wraps his fingers around his length, groaning at the pressure he feels around himself. Gentle ahh's and ughh's escape his throat as he begins rubbing himself, fisting his cock with slow, long strokes. He goes from the bottom of his shaft to his tip, bucking his hips at the satisfaction. Squinting his eyes closed, his erotic noises becoming louder, seemingly not caring if anyone could hear him anymore.
“Fuck y/n. Don’t stop, please I’m so close. Keep rubbing my cock just like that please.” His strokes become faster as the scene of you jerking him off continues to play in his head. He grabs the bottom of his shirt to put in his mouth to muffle himself. His toned stomach and deep V line exposed now while his muscles twitch as he reaches the edge of his climax.
His fingers gripping the sheets tightly as his head tilts back as if he was in a state of ecstasy. His mouth widens as his stroke fastens on himself, feeling his dick twitching in his hand. His precum becoming more evident, his muscles tightening, his core filling with heat, he finally is at his edge. He feels himself about to come as he focuses more on his tip.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, I- I’m gonna cum. Y/n. Y/n.” He muffles in his shirt. With one final stroke, white streams of his cum coat his abdomen. Loud ahh’s fill the room as his hips buck into his hand, his cock becoming sensitive to his touch so much so he couldn’t move. He rides out his high slowly, wanting to feel this as long as possible.
After some time he finally comes down. He removes his shirt to not get it dirty as he gets up to clean himself off. Afterwards, he checks his phone to see a notification from you.
“I miss you too !! I’ll try to stop by soon :)”
He goes to lay back down, thinking about you until he falls asleep.
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