Chan’s mouth doesn’t shut once he’s cockdrunk. After you’ve got him bent over and bred nice and deep, he goes from quiet whines to full-on worship. “Yours, it’s yours—fuck—don’t stop, don’t stop, keep it inside me, I need to feel full.” Even when you’ve already finished, he keeps trying to rock his hips, back arching into you, greedy for more. You have to hold him still to stop the constant clenching of his hole, but he just grins through the overstimulation. “You’re gonna fuck me again, right? You’re not gonna leave me like this, right, baby?”
Minho’s the type to talk so much shit before sex—“Hope you can handle me”—only to end up folded in half, whining and grabbing at your wrist the second you thrust too deep. And after? Oh, he’s glued to you. Wraps his legs around your waist, keeps you inside him even when he’s shaking from how sensitive he is, refusing to let go. “Feels too good—don’t pull out, please—please. Just wanna stay like this forever…” You laugh, teasing him, but his nails dig into your back and he’s serious. Get fucked dumb and then stay cockwarm like it’s where he belongs.
Changbin has zero shame when he’s cockdrunk. Zero. He’ll ride you like it’s a fucking sport, thighs trembling, moaning your name like a chant. “F-fuck—fuck—feels so good, baby, keep fucking me like that—!” And once he cums? He starts crying. Not sad crying—happy crying. Overwhelmed. Heart racing. Shaking. Tells you how full he feels, how no one else could ever make him feel this fucked out. Bites his hand to muffle the moans as you give him another round. “Can’t stop thinking about your cock—can’t stop—wanna be like this every night.”
Hyunjin lays there, spread out and ruined, limbs loose, lips glossy with spit and tears. He babbles, pupils blown wide. “More,” he slurs, drooling a little, thighs twitching. “Didn’t cum enough… you didn’t fuck it deep enough…” Even though there’s cum dripping down his legs and pooling under him, he’ll still tug at your wrist with glassy eyes. “You wanna paint me again, right? I’m still not finished.” He’s artsy even in his obsession, begging to be fucked like a blank canvas—marked, bruised, and filled with your colors until he can’t think straight.
Jisung’s on crackhead mode post-fuck. He’s giggling, twitching, humping against your abs even when he’s too sensitive to keep going. “Ahaha—y-you broke me, I think you actually—fuck, yeah, right there—nnnngh, oh shit!” And then he moans at his own voice. He gets high off your cum, literally, acting dazed and drunk and teasing. Slaps his own ass just to watch your face twitch. Tries to jerk himself off again with your cum still leaking out. “Round four? Five? You’re not tapping out, right? Right?!”
Felix is the softest, filthiest thing when he’s cockdrunk. Clings to your hand, kisses your chest, and begs you not to stop even while his tears roll down his cheeks. “Please, please—make me yours again—don’t waste it, just cum in me—please, fill me up—” The second he feels you release inside him, he melts. A blissed-out moan, eyes rolling back, toes curling. He’ll hold his legs up after, make you look at the way your cum’s dripping from his hole and whimper for you to stuff it back in. “Don’t wanna lose a single drop…”
Seungmin pretends to hate being cockdrunk. Tries to hide his stuttering moans, covers his mouth, glares at you with flushed cheeks. “D-don’t look at me like that,” he pants. “Not my fault your cock feels so fucking good…” But the second you degrade him? “Ohh—fuck—yeah, talk to me like that—” Call him a good bitch and he shakes. Slap his thighs and his voice breaks. Even when he’s trembling, too wrecked to move, he’ll beg for one more thrust. “Wanna feel it again, wanna cum with you in me—please, please—”
Jeongin can’t speak when he’s cockdrunk. Can barely form words. Just gasps and cries, voice wrecked, drooling into your chest as you hold him through it. You ruin him once and he’s already dizzy, but then you press deeper and say, “You can take more,” and his eyes roll back. He’s full-on drunk. Body limp. Mind gone. “Yes… yes, please… fill me again… need it so bad…” He cuddles you after, hole leaking all over your thighs, nuzzling into your neck like he doesn’t even realize what he’s doing. Just wants to stay plugged up, marked, and messy.
SYNOPSIS :: the kids react to having their tummies' kissed by you !
NOTE :: the sister post to this will be "cheek kisses !" and the oldest sibling of this series will be "pouting kiss". if you haven't guessed it but i love kisses ! all. of. the. kisses. (can you tell I'm touch starved?)
MASTERLIST | TAGLIST
SEO CHANGBIN - what's the time ! kiss time ! (poppy playtime anyone?)
the biggest baby
it took him a bit to get used to not wearing a shirt around you
so you decided to help him by bribing him with tummy kisses
i feel like on one hand he thinks you're joking but on the other hand, he just feels so loved to think that you would kiss his tummy just to get him to be comfy
so when you actually hold true to your bribe, he's fucking elated
he tries to play it off but you can't not notice the amount of giggles he lets out as you place each kiss
ouuuuu tell him how much you love and look him in the eyes and he'll whine about almost passing out from love and how unfair you're being by being so sweet (cute ᡣ𐭩)
he's all blushy and red with messy hair and he looks like a lovesick puppy
however...you have created a monster
he never wears shirts anymore ! and will openly bug you about getting his daily amount of kisses !
one minute you're sitting down at your computer doing some work (hmmph, hey twin) and the next? there's a t-shirt hitting the back of your head with changbin yelling "kiss time !" like a crazy person 😭
HAN JISUNG - what are you doing !!!! and why do i enjoy it!!!
dnkjanfkjdnasfj my baby ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩 ᡣ𐭩
initially he squawked when you put your head under his shirt, lying that it was cold
he tried to fight you out, whining about you stretching out his shirt but gave up when you hugged him so tight that he really didn't have any other choice then to relax and accept fate
however that did not stop him from flinching so hard and yelling, "yah!" when he felt your lips touch his stomach
now, one kiss would have been enough except for the fact that jisung let out the cutest fucking giggle you've ever heard so now you're obligated to keep kissing him...everywhere
dw, through all the laughter, screams (of joy), and pleads to let him go and have mercy, you eventually release him so that he can actually breathe
you pop out from underneath the stretched out shirt to kiss him one last time on the lips
he just accepts it and gladly mumbles that he's glad he's not the only weirdo in the relationship ᡣ𐭩ᡣ𐭩ᡣ𐭩
...also questions why you felt so inclined to do that to him (keep it interesting and dont answer ᡣ𐭩ᡣ𐭩ᡣ𐭩)
BANG CHAN - tickle fight: kiss edition !
the man already refuses to wear shirts at home and has to deal with 7 kids that love physical touch at varying degrees so placing a couple of kisses on his stomach is child's play !!! >:)
he absolutely giggles up a storm when you catch him off guard on the couch, pinning him down and kissing all over his stomach
at first he thinks you tryna lay down on top of him to watch the movie he was watching with him but is pleasantly surprised as he feels your lips pressing down on his navel and the room just fills with laughter
he is trying desperately (as if) to get up and get away (fake struggle, your honor !) but every little kiss makes him ticklish
he is trying his damnedest not to throw you off the couch while trying to talk to you to get you to stop but he's giggling so damn much, poor thing can't get a word in ᡣ𐭩ᡣ𐭩ᡣ𐭩
HWANG HYUNJIN - he doesn't know why it's happening but does he ever?
he's so dramatic, like sooooo dramatic
you even putting your hands under his shirt is gonna make this man jump ten feet in the air, so kissing his stomach????
this man screamed bloody fucking murder when he felt you lift up his shirt and smush your face into his stomach
you would think this man was just fighting for his life with the amount of struggle he put in to keep you away
you eventually place at least 5 kisses in 15 minutes and pull back to see him sprawled out like he lost a fight or something
all he says at the end of it is that you are crazy and he doesn't know why he loves yourself crazy self
...and just for that?? give him more kisses !!!
YANG JEONGIN - tummy kisses mission successful! new mission: avoid being hunted in your own home.
this boy ! my boy ! baby bread !
not gonna lie, this might be another easy one seeing as hyunjin has basically desensitized the boy to overwhelming amounts of physical affection
this might be a step up from what he's used to but giving him tummy kisses might give you as many problems as you initially intended
....that is until you account for the fact that he can and will do it back
the sly little fox is taking note where you are the most ticklish on your stomach and waiting for the perfect moment to get his "revenge"
don't get me wrong, getting tummy kisses after a long day of practicing and vocal lessons and recording sessions has become a favorite past time of his but he's always waiting for the moment you let you're guard down so he can get back at you
good luck and god speed ᡣ𐭩
LEE MINHO - congrats ! you pavloved your boyfriend!
one side of me is like "you're gonne d!3" and the other side is like "catboy! ofc he likes tummy kisses!"
you have to be discrete, you can't go all in like with chan ! you have to press a kiss (1) and get out unscathed
i feel like there is a process to this, you can't just dive in ! if you dive in first, he'll immediately dodge and run away or try to wrestle with you
so you need to start with just patting and rubbing his tummy (2 separate phases) and do it randomly and learn that he absolutely loves tummy rubs when falling asleep
once you have pavlov'ed him in acceptance then c a r e f u l l y lead into tummy kisses
...however, minho isn't dumb he has definitely noticed....after 3 months...
he kinda just sits there for a second to catch up on the fact that you kissed on the stomach and he didnt he even react...then he'll think about all the other times you touched his tummy and it'll just click !
he knows it's too late to complain so he kinda just sighs and lets you do whatever
he doesn't even flinch anymore but he's definitely amused by it, all smiles and light giggles when you kiss him there but always brings up how you tricked him into liking it
KIM SEUNGMIN - your contact name has been changed to "weird tummy kisser".
DIVE IN ! DONT HOLD BACK AND KISS HIM RIGHT ON THE FUCKING NAVEL- *ahem* sorry
tbh you have to because if you don't and simply ask him, he'll bully you about it and then refuse for you even touch his stomach. bringing up that you're the "weird tummy kisser"
so just do it !
he yelps when he feels his shirting being pulled up to feel kisses there and struggles to get away while yelling "what!?" "why!?" "get out of there!?"
he eventually gives up and just chuckles as you make obnoxious kiss noises, irritated that you won't let him go and deeply amused by the "weirdo tummy kisser" he has for a significant other
LEE FELIX - HELLLLOOOOOO!! THIS LEE "I LOVE PHYSICAL AFFECTION SAUR MUCH" FELIX YONGBOK WE'RE TALKING ABOUT !!
the cuddle baby himself has arrived !
i am sorry (not) but you can not convince that felix wouldn't like tummy kisses !!!!
nothing super intentional but like lazy "i can't reach your face so im gonna kiss you here because i love you" type of kiss
im thinking early morning, you two are still in bed just rolling around trying to find the strength to start the day and somehow you end up laying on his stomach
either one of you start complaining about getting kisses from the other and then you'll for sure start the day (cap) and because you're both tired and lazy with sleep, you just start planting kisses on his tummy
felix notices immediately and starts giggling under his breath on how cute you are and how he's gonna feel those kisses all day
he's just so- the boy is just so endeared getting tummy kisses from you that he hopes you do them more often but won't say anything because he wants them to be as authentic as possible (not the yearning era)
he's definitely rubbing his tummy throughout the day and blushing remember every place you kissed
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dom amab reader x skz members (separately). obviously based on how they'd squirt, no questions. minors, ageless, and fem aligned dni! ( normal version here ) !
BANGCHAN.
You'd just gotten home from a long day, expecting peace—but the second you step through the door, Chan’s already in front of the bedroom mirror, legs trembling where he’s bent over, fully naked with one of your t-shirts clinging to his chest, damp from sweat and nerves. His fingers are stuffed inside himself, dripping wet, pushing in and out with an almost feverish pace.
“You were taking too long,” he huffs breathlessly, meeting your eyes in the mirror. “And I—I needed to—”
He doesn't even finish the sentence. You’re behind him in seconds, dragging his fingers out of his slick pussy and replacing them with your cock. Chan gasps—loud and sharp—back arching like you’ve shocked him.
“So desperate you started without me?” you growl, hands gripping his hips as you push in deep. “You wanted to squirt all over the floor before I even touched you?”
“No—! I mean—” He’s already clenching down on you, soaking wet. “I was gonna wait—was gonna save it for you—!”
“Bullshit.”
You start pounding into him, the mirror rocking in its frame as Chan’s cries turn high-pitched. His knees buckle with every stroke, dripping all over your thighs and the floor, soaked to the point of shame.
“Fuck, fuck—‘m gonna—!”
“Let go,” you command, one hand snaking between his legs to rub his puffy clit. “Let me see how messy you get when you come on my cock.”
He sobs as his body convulses, squirt gushing in pulses down his thighs, spraying onto the mirror, the floor, your stomach. His pussy clenches erratically around you as you fuck him through it, and when he finally slumps forward, panting and ruined, the mirror fogged up in front of him, you lean in close.
“Next time, you wait like a good boy.”
MINHO.
It always happens when he rides you.
Lee Know’s control is impeccable—until he loses it. And he always does, right around the fourth time his hips sink down and your cock grazes just the right spot inside him.
Tonight, he’s wearing nothing but one of your button-downs, halfway undone, collar hanging off his shoulder, and his knees are planted on either side of your thighs as he bounces with precision. Controlled. Tight. Beautiful.
But his pussy is messy already—slick dripping down his inner thighs, lips swollen around your cock, clenching harder the more praise you give.
“Feels so good when you ride me, baby. So greedy.”
He bites his lip, hard. He always pretends he’s unaffected.
Until you grab his hips and start fucking up into him.
That’s when it changes.
Lee Know claws at your chest, whining sharp and breathless as you hit deep and fast, rocking into him hard enough to make his thighs tremble. “N-no, not like that—gonna—!”
You smirk. “Gonna what?”
The sound that rips from his throat doesn’t even sound human. His whole body jerks, and then you feel it: wet, hot, sudden.
He squirts around your cock, his pussy fluttering violently as clear fluid sprays across your stomach and the sheets beneath him. He’s gasping, eyes unfocused, barely riding it out as you keep thrusting.
The second stream comes just a few seconds later, shorter but somehow messier, dripping down your thighs and the backs of his.
He collapses forward, panting into your shoulder.
“...Don’t say a word.”
But you feel him clench again just as your cock twitches inside him—like he wants to do it again.
CHANGBIN.
It starts with his legs shaking.
Changbin always tries to act tough—cocky even—when you fuck him. Even now, he’s on all fours on your bed, looking back over his shoulder with that bratty little grin, pussy already twitching around your cock like it’s starving.
“You like watching it suck you in, don’t you?” he pants, hips rolling back with each thrust. “Bet you couldn’t last without this—”
You slam in deeper, and his words crumble into a gasped moan.
But it’s only when you pin his hips down and really give it to him—hips slapping fast, low angle hitting that spongey spot deep inside—that the brat act falls apart. His hands claw at the sheets. His voice breaks.
“Wait—fuck, it’s—too—!”
Then you feel it.
His whole body trembles as slick bursts around your cock in a sudden gush, soaking your thighs and the sheets under him. His pussy squirts, uncontrollable and messy, clear fluid spraying as he lets out a low, broken cry.
You pull out just slightly, watching him flutter, then sink back in hard—earning another rush, a weaker one, but his body reacts the same. Wrecked. Boneless.
You smack his ass, grip tight. “So greedy you squirted all over me.”
He hides his face in the pillow. “Y-You were hitting it too good.”
You’re already sliding back in, unrelenting.
“That’s the point.”
HYUNJIN.
Hyunjin’s always been a romantic.
He makes everything feel like a performance—arched back, flushed skin, that theatrical cry every time your cock hits deep. But tonight, it’s different. No velvet sheets or candlelight. Just the harsh clatter of your belt buckle as you fuck him over his own drafting table.
“F-fuck—you’ll ruin it,” he gasps, voice high and fluttering as his sketchpad tumbles off the edge.
He shouldn’t have worn that sheer, silky robe. Shouldn’t have bent over and whispered that he “needed inspiration.” Now your cock’s buried to the hilt in his tight, soaked pussy, and Hyunjin’s practically melting—legs trembling, chest pressed to torn sketches of himself.
You tug his hair, angling him deeper. “What’s the real inspiration, baby?”
His answer is a breathless moan—then his whole body locks up.
He squirts.
A sudden, hot stream gushes around your cock, soaking your thighs, the table, dripping to the floor. His moans are shattered, hand grasping for nothing as the squirting pulses with each deep thrust you give him.
“Y-you're making me—again—!”
And he does. A second gush, weaker but messier, his pussy clenching greedily, wet and twitching around you.
You grab his waist and fuck through it all, growling into his ear, “You’ll be my masterpiece by the time I’m done.”
HAN.
It always happens when he’s overstimulated.
Jisung’s got one hand clawing the sheets and the other fisted in your hair, his legs shaking around your waist as you piston into his soaked pussy. He’d already cum twice—both times loud, messy, begging—but you didn’t stop. He told you not to.
“W-want you to break me,” he’d whispered, tongue dragging along your jaw, still leaking from his second orgasm.
Now he’s folded nearly in half, toes curled, body flushed to his ears, and when you shift his knees higher and grind in deep—he lets out this pitchy, startled moan.
Then squirts.
It’s sudden—a high, wet splatter against your abdomen, his pussy spasming wildly around you. Another gush follows, just from your slow grind, soaking his inner thighs and making a slick mess of the sheets beneath him.
He pants, eyes hazy and teary. “A-again—please, fuck, I’m—!”
You hush him, thumb swiping through the slick between his thighs, teasing his puffy entrance until he’s leaking more. He twitches, thighs clamping shut, but you ease them open again.
“Gonna keep going ‘til you drench this bed, baby.”
FELIX.
Felix is so sensitive after cuddling all morning, cheeks pink from soft kisses and whispered praise. You’re slow at first—hips grinding into him from behind while he lays curled on his side, gripping the pillow with one hand and your wrist with the other.
His pussy makes the filthiest sounds, clenching down with every gentle thrust, fluttering when you brush just the right spot.
“I—I feel funny,” he whimpers, his voice barely above a breathy moan.
And then it happens.
A sudden gush of wetness spills from him, soaking the sheets between his thighs. He squeaks, thighs trembling. “Oh my god—what was that—!”
You still inside him just long enough to glance down. The sheets are drenched, and your cock’s completely coated with slick. He’s panting, dazed.
“Baby,” you murmur, thumbing the dripping mess from his inner thigh, “you squirted all over me.”
Felix covers his face with both hands, whining, “Don’t say it like that—!”
But his pussy clenches again when you slide back in. Another warm gush follows, and this time you both moan through it.
SEUNGMIN.
He always puts on that defiant front—rolling his eyes when you tell him to ride you, claiming he’s “not that desperate.”
But tonight?
He’s the one bouncing in your lap like he’s trying to win something. Hands gripping your shoulders, hair sticking to his temple, pussy swallowing your cock down to the base every time. You’re barely even helping—just sitting back, letting him use you.
And then…
“Wait—nghh—don’t—!”
It hits so fast he can’t stop it. Seungmin’s pussy flutters violently and then gushes, warm and sudden, a high-pitched whimper escaping him as slick spills between your thighs.
“Oh my god,” you groan, gripping his hips as more wetness coats your lap.
Seungmin stares down at the mess he’s making, stunned, lips parted. His thighs are soaked. Your abs are glistening.
“…Shut up,” he mutters, flushed ear to ear, even as his pussy clenches again.
You thrust up into him just once—and he squirts again, harder.
JEONGIN.
You knew Jeongin was sensitive. He got shy even when you kissed his neck. But once he finally let you fuck him—nervous fingers curled into your sheets, begging you to be slow—you realized just how sensitive he really was.
His pussy sucked you in like it was made for you. Wet, tight, and fluttering so much you had to pause and breathe through it.
“D-Don’t stop, please,” he whined, voice trembling.
And when you reached down to thumb at his clit, still buried deep inside him—he screamed.
You barely registered it at first. The sudden splash of warmth. His hips twitching uncontrollably. It wasn’t until he sobbed and tried to close his legs that you realized:
He was squirting. Hard.
“Fuck, Jeongin,” you gasped as his cunt gushed again, coating your thighs, the sheets, everything.
He looked dazed—pussy dripping, mouth parted, eyes glossy as he whined, “I didn’t mean to, I—I can’t stop…”
You kissed his temple and didn’t stop either.
a/n : ngl this reminds me of my cockdrunk skz ask i answered (go check that out, it recently hit 1k notes tysm!!).
Throat training with Minho, first pushing just you index into his soft mouth, pinching his tongue and twirling the soft muscle beween your fingers, patting the inside of his cheeks until his eyes are watering and his bunny teeth gently scratch your pads.
Next time he asks for your middle finger too because the pressure is too nice, and the way you treat his mouth like it was his pussy makes his brain all mushy and floaty. So you indulge him, you always do, and you make him lay on your lap, face up, sliding two fingers inside his plush lips, caressing the base of his tongue and trying to thrust them a little bit, stopping just when he is gagging because you don't want to hurt him.
Then, he is asking for three.
Then, "Uhm... mommy, can we try something bigger?"
And now you have him here, all splayed in your bed, squelching noises of saliva mixed with moans and gagging sounds while you thrust one of your smallest dildos into the heath of his pretty throat, and Minho taking it all, slurping and bubbling around it. His eyes closed and mouth obscenely open, while the plastic material goes in and out, in and out, then all in and stays there for a few seconds.
Minho blinks away a few tears and you pat the bulge on his neck, making him squirm below you.
"Pretty kitty. Next time you'll gag on my strap, okay? I'll stretch you until you can take it."
it was a surprise. you had borrowed his laptop and found his porn stash. it wasn’t much, just the videos he really enjoyed, and one of them was titled baby boy gets filled with mommy’s cum <3. you just knew you had to try with him. chris has been needing a bigger dildo anyway and he loves when you have a trick or two up your sleeve. so the next time you pegged him, you waited until his chest was heaving from his orgasm to at look him beneath you with evil written all over your face. “my turn,” you lean in and whisper into his ear before releasing the pearly liquid inside him. chan gasps, his body tensing as he’s filled up until suddenly another round of cum spurts from his tip, joining the puddles that were already on his abdomen. “oh my god,” he pants after finally coming back to reality. “you should do that more often.”
surprise, surprise. minho’s being a brat. you’d dragged him into a random public bathroom and locked the door, then pushed him against the sinks. he laughed at you as he watched you unzip and pull down his jeans through the mirror. “it was that easy?” you spanked him and pulled down your own pants to reveal the strapon you were already wearing. “you’re gonna wish it wasn’t. now keep quiet and look at yourself.” minho rolled his eyes at what he thought was an empty threat. this is exactly what he wanted—how is he gonna regret it? little did he know that the dildo was filled with fake semen waiting for your click on the remote, and about 2 minutes in to you pounding him, you let him have it. minho’s girlish moan breaks off into a gasp when he feels the liquid inside him, now suddenly shy. “what’s the matter, slut? I thought you wanted it.” you taunt him and fill him up with more liquid. it’s now dripping and spilling onto the floor, along with minho’s tears that occasionally splash on the sink. he feels so embarrassed, but this is what he wanted; for you to fuck him and let everyone know that he belonged to you. the breeding was the icing on the cake.
you were putting those muscles of his to test by making him ride you. you watched as his thigh muscles tighten everytime he lifted himself up from your strap, occasionally grabbing onto them and giving them a squeeze. but you were also testing his restraint by making him edge himself until he had your permission to cum. “that’s it, baby, keep going. make mommy breed you.” changbin keeps riding you, occasionally pumping his cock and letting out frustrated groans when he has to stop or slow down his movements. your encouragement is what keeps him going—and the thought of being bred. “mommy’s cumming now,” you tell him, and he bounces on your cock faster, making skin slapping noises echo throughout the room. changbin whines when he feels it hit his walls and sees it leak down the dildo onto your straps. “so pretty,” you coo, then grab his cock so he could cum too.
“fuckkk,” hyunjin cursed. he was close. you could tell by the way his hands balled into tight fists in the cuffs and his moans broke into whimpers. “sounds like you’re ready to be bred,” you chuckle. he whines at your teasing, and pushes back on your strap, impatiently. you spank his ass, “fuck yourself then.” instantly, he starts rocking his hips back into you to chase his orgasm, his moans increasing in volume. “please,” he whines, “fill me with your cum.” you laugh again and spread his ass, “as you wish, darling.” hyunjin peers over to watch you the best he can through his disheveled black hair, whimpering when he feels cum spill out of his hole. “you made a mess, hyunjin. be a good boy and clean it up now.”
it was so filthy. the sound of lube squelching everytime he bottoms out the monster dildo, the sound of his asshole gaping when it reached the tip. not only did han hear it, but he had to see it. he watched you jab the dildo in his ass from beneath him, your hands firmly on his hips as you lifted him up and down; the bulge forming in his tummy. he felt so small, so fragile, and so completely helpless. his mouth could barely form words at his orgasm approached, and it was the perfect opportunity for you to take advantage of the fake cum dispenser. as soon as he felt the warm liquid fill his insides, his voice broke into a gasp that ends on a long moan as his own cum shoots out onto his stomach.
the little bells on his cat ears clinked and jingled with every thrust. felix’s arm buried in the sleeve of his pink sweater, his blonde hair tussled in different directions. “my poor kitty is so needy,” you say after he pushes his hips back to meet yours. “please,” felix whines, “please fill me up. I wanna hold your kittens, please!” he nearly screams, tears spilling onto his sleeve. “you want my kittens, baby? okay, love, I’ll give you kittens.” and with a push of a button, cum is squirted inside of him. felix whimpers as the thick liquid covers his walls and spills out of his hole, his own cum followed afterwards.
your puppy was in heat. constantly touching himself and humping everything, including you. obviously, his only cure was for you fuck him and stretch him out, and it was also the perfect opportunity to try out something he’d recently brought up. by now, seungmin had came three times. puddles of semen had collected underneath him on the floor. his thighs were shaking from the overstimulation, on the brink of collapsing every time you teasingly entered him only to pull out. “good puppy, taking me so well. I’m gonna give you my knot.” seungmin moans and his thighs shake once more. you continue to thrust into him, picking up the pace until his legs give out and he chokes on his moans then give him your cum. you make sure the strap is as deep as it can go, making him clench around the toy momentarily before relaxing and spilling cum from his hole. “mm, so full. I want more.” you were in for a long night.
“you’re mine,” you growled in his ear. he was spending too much time with his boys, and not enough time with you. even at home he was yelling and hollering at them over his mic. how is that fair? “I’m sorry,” jeongin cries, his eyes fully filled to the brim with tears that rapidly spilled down his red cheeks. you’re fucking him so fast, he couldn’t stop the moans and sobs from flowing out of his mouth, especially when he could see the anger in your eyes while he laid on his back. “sorry isn’t enough, I need to breed you so you know who owns you.” more tears stream down jeongin’s face, his mouth getting dry from his jaw being slack. “breed me, mommy. I won’t forget if you breed me, I promise.” you push your hips inside as far as you can—balls deep—and jeongin yelps, “I know you won’t, baby,” then fake cum is released in his ass. he’s overstimulated, and his hips fly up and his dick twitches out his orgasm. cum now drips onto his stomach and out of his ass. “there, now you’ll always be mine.”
-you're both in bed, he's curled up on your chest with your hand running through his hair when you casually bring it up
-"what would you think about a vibrator baby?" "huh? like-like for you or?" "no babe, for you, one that I'd get to use on you" "o-oh, yeah I'd like that... I'd really like that actually"
-the vibrator is quickly purchased and arrives just as fast with you spending too much on next day delivery and you jumping him the second you unbox and clean it
-now although you have a tame but experimental sex life it doesn't mean he isn't a blushing mess when you're getting ready for it
-you make your way to your shared bedroom and find him curled up in bed on his phone, quickly u make your way over and slowly straddle him taking his phone and throwing it to the side, praying you didn't break it
-"What are you up to?" he chuckles, his hands finding your waist as you plant featherlight kisses to his neck, trailing slowly over his pulse point your lips find the now bright red shall of his ear "You ready for me to ruin you baby?"
-it doesn't take long for you to strip him of his shorts and boxers and slide in between his strong muscly thighs planting kisses and gentle bites as you start teasing him
-with one hand trailing over his stomach feeling it rise and fall with each deep breath he takes as you avoid touching him where he needs it most. Your other hand circles around his now dripping cock refusing to touch him and you can't help but smile at how desperate he's becoming from light teasing
-"What is it baby? Am I not touching you good enough? Or do you need me to touch you somewhere else?" your voice is innocent but you have the most devious smirk on your face watching as his breath hitches when your fingers trail over his red leaking tip before pulling away, he throws his head back whining as you refuse to touch him where he needs it most "Please! Please ple-ahh! Fuck, touch me baby please I've been so good". You cant help but give in to him, you were always bad at teasing and punishments cause you always caved at his pleading. "Alright baby, since you've been so good for me" but instead of touching him with your hand you quickly pull the vibrator out from the pocket of your shorts and press it against the leaking tip of his aching cock.
-his reaction is instant, he lets out a loud cry as his eyes roll back and his head drops to the bed, his back arches high off the bed, his hand suddenly shooting out to grip your hair causing you to groan "Gentle baby" you hand comes up to his wrist pulling his hand to adjust his grip on your hair "Sorry, sorry mummy ah fuck! Don't stop, please I'm begging you, I'm so close!" his thighs are twitching as they fight to not slam shut around your head, you continue to place kisses to his thighs muttering sweet nothings as your hand work on his cock, you bring the vibrator from his drooling tip all the way down to the base whilst your free hand takes the previous position of the vibrator, your fingers painstakingly gentle circle his tip, scooping his cum up and using it to slicken his cock stroking him oh so slowly
-" You've been such a good boy for me baby, I think you deserve to cum don't you?" your voice is sugary sweet as you watch your boyfriend fall apart in front of you, he lets out a long groan his hand coming up to grip the pillows as he rolls his hips into the feeling of your warm hand stroking his cock and the cruel feeling of the vibrator against the base of his cock "Yes! Please I've been so good mummy can I? Please, I'm so close, fuck, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonn-ahh!" suddenly he can't hold it anymore and he lets out silent scream, his head dropping into the pillows and his back arching as pearly white streams of cum shoot out of his pulsing red cock onto his heaving stomach.
-You coo at his blissed out state and slowly ease of his cock, leaning over to grab the wipes by the side of your bed and gently begin to clean him up. Knowing he would be too tired for a bath or to get up for you to change the sheets you crawl back into bed gently pulling him into your hold as he rolls over to bury his face into your chest. Your hand slides up his warm back rubbing the soft skin and your other hand finds its way to his hair "You feeling ok baby? was it too much?" Your lips press into his soft hair as you hold him close "No it wasn't, it was perfect mummy, I feel great just a little floaty" he nuzzles more into your chest letting out a long sigh of content. "Get some sleep baby I'll be right here when you wake up" he nods, already half asleep.
-biggest brat and you know it, you were away for a week and told him he couldn't touch himself so imagine your shock when you walk into your bedroom and find him sprawled across the bed his face flushed, pink raw bitten lips pulled into a defiant smile as he lazy strokes his cock, his soft stomach already covered in cum "Welcome home honey"
-famous last words honestly, you say nothing and make your way to your wardrobe grabbing a small little box before making your way to the bed planting yourself in between his thick thighs spreading them open you bat his hand away ignoring his confused yet curious gaze on the box
-you hold his cock in you hand slowly pumping him locking eyes with him "What was the one thing I told you not to do kitten?" your tone is flat and your face is neutral but the pulsing of arousal in you is anything but subtle. Minho tries to laugh giving you a half hearted smirk as your hand starts to pick up its pace on his already overstimulated cock "I don't know w-what you mean?" his chest rises and falls more quickly as he feels himself getting closer to the edge, but your not giving him what he wants so easily, your hand quickly pulls away and rests on his stomach stroking the soft skin gently.
-He lets out a pained yell, his head dropping his head to the plush pillows his chest heaving "You're mean" he mumbles pitifully his head lifting to meet your gaze, his eyes glossy but narrow in petty defiance, you smirk and stroke his thighs soothingly "You didn't think I'd give you what you want so easily now did you baby?" Your hand returns to his cock stroking painfully slowly, occasionally stopping before starting up again, but this time you grab the box you brought and remove the mystery item keeping it hidden from his view
-he's too distracted to notice you messing with the box, his mind is more occupied with the fact that he was three orgasm deep before you arrived and now your edging him to the brink of a fourth but keeping it just out of reach "Yah come on, I'm sorry is that what yo-ah y-you wanna hear?" his voice is trembling slightly as he tries to keep up his bratty attitude but its slowly crumbling the more you tease him
-You slow your hand down until it stops and give him a sickly sweet smile "Now was that so hard kitten? But unfortunately it's too late so I'm still gonna need to punish you, which I'm sure you'll end up enjoying" suddenly you bring the small baby blue vibrator into view, holding it above his cock you still and look into his eyes "Now do you wanna try that apology again or are you gonna still be a little brat huh?"
-Minho's eyes widen at the object and his breath hitches as he realises what in store for him, but he's not giving in yet, a shaky smirk appears on his lips and he scoffs "You think that will make a difference? Yo-you think that'll doing anything?" his voice is wavering, small whines of pleasure escaping him and you can't help but smile
-"Let's see then baby, if you're so confident" you bring the vibrator down directly onto his tip pressing firmly on the red angry looking tip, your free hand grazing the shaft briefly before settling on his balls, cupping and squeezing them gently, his legs instantly go to slam shut around you, but you force them down with you elbows. The sensation is overpowering, punching the air out of his lungs his eyes roll back instantly, his mouth falling open open "Fuck! hah ah! Is that the best y-you've got, ugh!" his head rolls to the side as he stares down at you with hazy, half lidded eyes
-You chuckle and kiss his thighs, bringing the vibrator down to his balls pressing down gently you move it in small circles before returning it to his throbbing cock, stroking it lazily over the shaft you watch closely sensing him getting close as his eyes close and his back starts to arch you quickly lift the vibrator and your hand off his cock, earning a high pitched whine from him
-you smile trailing your lip down his trembling thigh you teasingly bite the plush skin of his inner thigh "Oh poor baby, were you close? Oh I'm sorry baby" you taunt your hand returning to his cock rubbing your thumb over his head pressing down on the dripping tip forces his back to arch and his hand shoot up to the pillows he's buried his head in "Ah! Don't stop please, I'm sorry, I'll never break your rules again, jus-ah! j-just please let me come, I'll be good for you!" his voice breaks into a desperate whine as he tries to shift closer to your touch
-You decide to pity him and bring the vibrator back to his cock pressing it against his tip whilst your hand pumps his shaft quickly not letting him getting used to he feeling, he's brought to edge quickly, his red drooling cock twitching with overstimulation, so sensitive his body is trying to roll away from your actions, you pull him back into position cooing at him "Come on baby, you're doing so well for me, look at your pretty cock all red and heavy, you're so desperate to cum aren't you kitten?"
-And that's all it took to send him over the edge, a pained yell escaping him as he throws his head back and he cums all over your hand and vibrator his cock spent and twitching in your hold, you give it a few more strokes only stopping when he whines and tries to pull your hand away. You stop, quickly cleaning him up and slipping into bed with him, you hold him from behind peppering kisses across his shoulder and neck telling him quiet praises as your had comes to rest on his stomach stroking softly, you continue to praise him until he falls into a blissful sleep
-It wasn't a great day for Changbin as he was feeling a bit insecure about his looks due to reading some mean comments so as his loving partner you swoop in to quickly take his mind off it and reassure him
-which is how you find yourself sat on the couch, a mirror propped in front of you both, with Changbin sat in between your legs, his back to your chest and head dropped against your shoulder as you trail your new vibrator across his pecs, circling his nipples u pepper kisses across his neck, sucking and nipping at the warm tan skin leaving faint red marks
-you lift your head up watching the two of you from the mirror you bring your free hand to his jaw cupping it softly but securely, you lift his head to watch his reflection in the mirror "Look at yourself for me Binnie, look at how handsome you are, how strong and beautiful you are" you voice is soft as you whisper in his ear, words only meant for him to hear and no one else, he lets out a whine his eyes taking a second to meet your own in the mirror before falling to your hand circling his pecs with the vibrator, when you focus on his flushed nipples he has to rest his head in your hand to prevent it from falling down
-"You feeling good sweet boy?" he lets out a whine, nodding he arches into your touch, leaning into the feeling of the vibrator, "Uh huh, it feels so-ah! so good, please don't stop" you nod kissing his flushed round cheek before bringing your other hand down to his stomach just holding him, you feel him inhale deeply at the action but after a couple seconds he slowly exhales leaning his full weight against you. Your hand continues lower slipping into his boxers slowly stroking his hard dripping cock
-he lets out a groan his eyes falling shut "No baby, open those pretty eyes for me hun" your voice is kind as you speak, this entire moment meant to be gentle and reassuring, his eyes flutter open and he turns his face to you silently asking for a kiss, you don't hesitate to give it to him, your lips locking onto his soft bitten ones, your lips move perfectly in sync, your tongue finding its way into his hot mouth, pulling a whine out of him.
-you pull away to return to the task at hand and your hand on his cock picks up motion again "Now baby do you believe me when I tell you are beautiful, strong and perfect the way you are?" he nods letting out a stuttering groan ass his eyes lock with ours in the mirror "Words Binnie" his eyes flutter closed for a second but a quick squeeze of his cock makes them snap open "Yes! I do, BInnie's so strong and handsome, ah! Fuck! I believe you, can I cum please baby!"
-And who were you to deny your sweet boy that, you nod kissing at his neck and speeding your hand up, causing him to let out the most beautiful moans but only when you bring the vibrator back to his nipples does he gasp loudly, his head falling back onto your shoulder and you feel the warm cum coat your hand still tucked into his boxers
-You slow your hand down and turn the vibrator off holding him more securely in your embrace, you shuffle back further onto the couch grabbing a spare blanket and throwing it over the two of you. You hold him as close as possible muttering sweet nothings in his ear causing him to let out bashful little chuckles and jokingly smack your chest as you both relax in the soft afterglow
-he'd been feeling needy all day, waiting for you to have your way with him but you are busy with work so he had to find a way to entertain himself without you. Which is how he finds the pretty little box tucked away in your bedside drawer and Hyunjin is very nosy
-so he settles himself on your shared bed a light flush already dusting his cheeks and he slips his hand into his sweats slowly stroking himself at a teasing pace, with his other hand he holds the vibrator testing the settings by turning it on and off before slowly slipping it under his sweats with his other hand placing it on the base of his cock
-a gasp rips out of him and his eyes close at the feeling of the small but powerful vibrator against his sensitive tip, his free hand travelling away from his throbbing cock to the flat expanse of his toned stomach, his fingers moving in light circles before continuing further up under his jumper to his pecs giving them a teasing squeeze he lets out a moan his head tilting back, his fingers trail to his perky nipples his fingers every so lightly circle them before giving them a teasing tug
-he's fully lost in his trance, the vibrator lazily stroking up and down his cock, occasionally venturing to his balls and his free hand alternating from teasing and tugging his nipples to gently gripping long smooth neck making his eyes roll back in his head, letting out needy gasps and whines
-soon enough he feels his orgasm approaching, his legs twitching and clenching shut around his hand as the vibrator continues to feel like too much but not enough, his face is flushed and slightly sweaty as he bites his lips trying to hold in his pretty noises but failing miserably, his hand moves from his neck back to his chest, his nails dragging the sensitive buds when he suddenly feels an extra hand grip his neck
-his eyes snap open only to see your face inches above him biting your own lip you lean down to his ear "Don't you dare stop" your voice is hoarse and low, your lips find his jaw trailing soft kisses to the skin as your grip on his neck tightens he lets out a loud gasp followed by a broken moan "Ah! fuck, I'm cumming!" his head drops and his back arches off the bed, his legs slamming shut and he releases
-his body twitches in the aftershock and his head rolls round to meet your eyes, he looks up at you with glossy doe eyes biting his lip "Am I in trouble?" he asks innocently but the teasing glint in his eyes tells you everything. You smirk pressing a soft kiss to his plump pouty lips "You have no idea"
-He feels his heart flutter and his legs clench, he can't help letting out a moan as you bite his lip, your hand tailing down to his crotch grabbing the vibrator turning it back on you press it back onto the tip of his sensitive cock causing him to gasp and clutch your arm his head turning into your neck. You don't slow down, in fact you turn the vibrator up a setting and with your free hand you pull up his jumper your lips latching to his chest, nipping and sucking his already sensitive nipples
-already overstimulated Hyunjin lets out a whine his back arching and before he knows it he's cumming again, his hand shooting out to grab any part of you he can reach, which is the back of your head, you trail your lips up his chest to his neck sucking faint hickies on the flushed skin before capturing his lips in a deep kiss. You keep the vibrator on his cock only stopping when he's whining and gripping your wrist. "Enough, please it's t-too much please!" he whines against your lips and you only smirk planting a peck to his nose "Oh Jinnie we've only begun"
-You had been in your office at home working all day and Jisung was not happy, it was one of the first days this month that had no work and got to spend his entire day with you and you are working? Unbelievable.
-So he takes matters into his own hands and grabs the new toy that you had bought together but never got the chance to use and promptly makes his way to your office, opening the door slowly he peers in watching your frame as you are focused typing away on your laptop, though you hear the door open you don't turn around "You need something Sungie?" you stop typing and raise your arms over your head stretching when you see him come into your view
-Jisung stands in front of you and adjusts your chair so he stands in between your legs, giving you a long look he suddenly climbs into your lap, somehow straddling you in your old and way too small office chair
-Your quick to grab his hips pulling close so he won't fall when you notice his bugle tenting his sweatpants, you raise an eyebrow and look up at him "Can I help you sweetheart?" you stroke his hips and thighs gazing up at him fondly when he takes a deep breath and pulls out the vibrator holding it in front of you "If you don't make me cum soon I'm gonna lose it" Although he's trying his best to demand this of you he can't the whiny tone in his voice as he speaks
-You have been working for too long and decide to treat yourself and him by giving him exactly what he wants, you pull him into a deep kiss your lips moving together perfectly as your hand slips into his sweats causing him to lift his hips up enough for you to expose his leaking cock flushed red at the tip, before planting himself firmly back in your lap grinding into your touch
-you plan to make his wish come true and start pumping his cock quickly, your lips moving to his neck and down to his collarbone nipping and kissing the sensitive skin gently. He sighs in relief letting out breathy whimpers as you don't ease up on his neck or cock, his head drops to your shoulder and you are quick to take the vibrator out of his hold and slip it under his top trailing it across the soft skin of his chest before grazing it down his stomach and finally the base of his cock
-this causes his whines to pick up and turn into loud moans, his hips rutting into your lap more desperately as he wraps his arms around your neck holding you close. You press the vibrator to the tip of his cock and your other hand moves to his hip squeezing the plush skin before venturing to the swell of his ass giving it a teasing slap feeling it jiggle in your hold you can't help but chuckle "So pretty baby, such cute noises and you're behaving so well for me aren't you sweetheart?" you pull your lips away from his now sensitive neck and pepper kisses to his plush cheek causing him to whine at the loss of attention to his neck
-"Stop it, you're gonna make me blush, it's embarrassing, please don't stop, fuck it feels so good" when you bring your hand back to his cock and start pumping quickly he lets out a gasp throwing his head back grinding more frantically chasing his orgasm, you clutch the vibrator between three fingers and grip his cock pumping him quickly your now free hand gripping his waist guiding him as he thrusts into your hand
-he's basically riding you at this point his head thrown back and hands gripping the arms of your chair as you guide him up and down on your lap "Fuck Jisungie, you're doing so good for me baby, riding me so well baby" your words come out in a groan as he bounces in your lap desperately, "Ah! I'm so close oh fuck! I need more please!" feeling him getting close you move the vibrator to press firmly against his tip and your free hand reaches up tugging his hair causing his head to fall back and all of a sudden he lets out a shout tensing up in your lap when white ribbons of cum shoot out of his red twitching cock
-you remove the vibrator and let him come down from his high before wrapping your arms around his waist causing him to hunch forward and burrow his head into your shoulder letting out gentle pants against the skin of your neck
-"You did so well baby, such a good boy for me Sungie, you feeling ok?" you rub his back and stroke his hair, placing soft kisses to his cheek and temple "I feel amazing, just a little...spaced out I guess?" he mumbles into your neck nuzzling further into your neck placing his own kisses to your neck, you smile and nod "That's ok baby, you're just coming down from your high, I suppose you want to go sleep now don't you baby?" you feel him nod and somehow muster the strength to pick him up and carry him to bed where you both promptly take a nap
-Surprisingly Felix was the one to bring it up, you were laying in bed when he walks in with his hands behind his back and a bright flush on his cheeks and he nervously approaches you, you put your phone down to give him your full attention "What are you up to baby?" smiling you hold your hand out for him to hold as he gets onto the bed with you, he smiles bashfully and looks everywhere but your eyes "I may have bought something for us to use, well more for you to use on me" he shuffles closer to you still sitting up right he presents the item that was hidden behind his back, it was a smooth sleek baby pink bullet vibrator
-your eyes widen and you look up at him already feeling heat surge in your stomach at the idea of it, you adjust yourself so you're propped up against the large fluffy pillows and you bring your hand to his smooth thigh stroking the skin softly "What were you thinking angel? Want me to tease you with it until you're begging for me to let you cum?"
-his face flushes and his thighs rub together as he covers his face in embarrassment, but he nods and hands it to you. Not long after you are still propped up against the headboard with Felix laying back against your chest, his shorts and boxers gone he's only in your hoodie now as he moans into your neck gripping your wrist when you tease the tip of his pretty pink cock.
-Your free hand holds his waist gently stroking the soft skin before slipping under the hoodie and rubbing slow circles onto his stomach feeling it rise and fall against your touch "You're so good for me Lixie, such a good boy for me baby" your lips nibble his ear cooing at the flushed tips of the freckled ear, your other hand is trailing the vibrator up and down his cock causing it to twitch and bob at your actions
-he lets out the most pretty moans and whines as you move the vibrator his head tucked into your neck "I'm your good boy, aren't I? I-ah! Shit, I'm so good, uh! It feels so g-good!" His legs tremble against yours as he fights to keep them open for you, his chest heaving as your hand slides up to his pecs circling his dusty pink nipples in slow teasing circles, his chest arches into your touch and his eyes roll back at the constant stimulation high pitched whines escaping his lips as his head falls against your shoulder
-you drag the vibrator lower circling it around his balls a couple times before risking to move it lower now circling him rim, his reaction is overwhelming, his back arches off your chest and his jaw drops as a gasp is punched out of him, his hands tightening his grip on your wrist to an almost painful level but you don't stop, you continue circling his rim pressing gently but never entering
-you whisper sweetly into his ear peppering kisses to his jaw and neck, your hand slides back down from his chest to his leaking red cock and start stroking him quickly suddenly jolting him out of his calm blissed state, his head snapping up to look down at your hand stroking quickly and your hand with the vibrator now circling his tip
-"You've been such a good boy baby, you wanna cum for me sweetheart? You're so pretty for me, so good for me" you pepper kisses to his freckled shoulder his body tensing as he feels his release creeping closer "Ah! Yes! I wanna cum mummy, please I'm so close, it feels so good!" his voice is whiny and suddenly he gasps and his head falls back his eyes screwed shut as he cums hard shooting up onto his stomach
-when his orgasm stops you teasingly stroke the vibrator around his tip but pull it away quickly when he whines and curls into your neck, you wipe him down and hand him a glass of water making sure he drinks at least half of the glass before pulling up the covers and holding him close his head tucked into your chest and your arms wrapped around his back stroking softly ad he slips into a peaceful sleep
-you're both curled up on the couch not paying attention to the movie playing in the background as your hand slips under the blanket at first just resting on his thigh before slowly making its way to his growing bugle, you turn your head to whisper into his ear "Do you wanna try the new toy we bought baby? I wanna make you feel good" Your free hand rubs his shoulder soothingly your hand coming up to the back of his neck to tease and stroke his ear.
-you feel him shiver at your touches and he nods pretending to act calm and collected and you can't help but smirk, you shift slightly and reach into your pocket and pull out the vibrator, you were hoping that the evening took this turn. keeping him tucked to your side you dip your hand down under the blanket and under his sweats stroking him slowly, he tilts his head to rest on your shoulder letting out little whimpers at your soft touch on his cock when you suddenly introduce the vibrator into the mix
-he gasps and twitches slightly, shifting in your hold he whimpers into your neck clutching onto your shirt tightly, you shush him softly peppering kisses along his forehead as far as you can reach. When you and Seungmin had nights like this he always ended up feeling really soft and fuzzy with you, something that wasn't overly common so you cherished it whenever it happened, which also leads to him being more sensitive when things got intimate
-as you drag the vibrator along his cock you feel him arch slightly, his body chasing the sensation "More please, it feels so good, ah-fuck" you smile softly and speed up the motions of the vibrator, sliding it quicker over his cock you other hand now stroking the back of his neck, fingers trailing into his hair gently scratching his scalp, "That feel nice baby? You like me taking care of you? Making you feel nice and fuzzy" your voice is soft against the top of his head as you move the vibrator to the base of his twitching cock rotating it in small circles causing him to gasp his back arching off your body and lets out a shaky whimper as he exhales
-he nods moaning into your neck, your hand in his hair cups his jaw and lifts hid head to meet your gaze, his eyes gloss and hazy, lips glossy from him licking them and his cheeks flushed a pretty rosy pink "You're so beautiful baby, so beautiful aren't you puppy?" he whines his eyes closing but you plant a kiss to his plush lips, his whines slipping out "Feels so good, I'm close can I cum? Please I need to cum" he mumbles against your lips his words slurring as he gets closer to he edge.
-you coo and nod whispering sweet praises as your hand presses the vibrator firmer against his cock and your other hand slips to the base of his neck squeezing so gently causing him to tense up and his eyes roll back, his hands gripping your wrist so tightly and then it hits him, his orgasm hits him hard and his head falls back completely resting on your shoulder his shoulders shuddering at the aftershock
-you hold him close peppering kisses to his neck, your hand makes its way to his torso rubbing gently "That's a good puppy, you did so well for me baby" you wipe him up as best as you can before he curls into your lap dozing off instantly
-Your relationship was still new and so was certain parts of your sex life, still finding out what each other likes and dislikes. but Jeongin was curious about the bullet vibrator he found packaged in your shared wardrobe, having not really experimented with anything like this before he planned to try it out one day that he was free
-which leads us to Jeongin alone in your bedroom wearing one of your hoodies that he stole with his bottoms off as he gently trails the vibrator across his inner thighs, working up to touch his cock with it, he's in such a comfy safe headspace that he feels himself getting fuzzy as he trails his fingers along his toned stomach, slowly trailing up to his chest but not ever touching his nipples, making himself whine screwing his eyes shut and arching into his own touch
-he eventually brings the vibrator to the base of his cock and his head drops back onto the pillows letting out a silent moan, his chest heaving as he moves the vibrator across his cock moving it back and forth across his leaking tip, he hand on his chest moves to the pillows gripping it tightly as he grinds up into the feeling of the vibrator, his thighs trembling at the mind numbing sensation as he tries to keep his legs open
-the entire time he's touching himself he's imagining your hands on him instead of his, your warm large hands stroking his chest, your long fingers running up and down his inner thigh refusing to touch him where he crave it most, your hand guiding the vibrator across his drooling cock
-it seemed like you new he was thinking about you as not long later you make your way into the bedroom having heard some inviting noises and are met with a beautiful sight, your gorgeous boyfriend sprawled across your bed his head thrown back and his yes screwed shut and his hand runs the vibrator that you had bought for the two of you to use now circling his tip, his long slender legs tremble as he keeps them open
-you silently approach and sit down beside him your hand coming to push his hair out of the way of his face causing him to jolt slightly, his eyes shoot open and you shush him gently, slowly rubbing his chest and stomach "It's just me baby, I see someone got lonely hmm?" your voice is warm and reassuring as your hand slides down to his taking the vibrator from his grasp and continuing the motions bringing it to the base of his cock and occasionally circling it over his balls
-he lets out a gasp and reaches up to grab your arm his head dropping to see your hand moving along his cock "Ah! I j-just got curious, it feels so good, please keep going!" you press kisses to his sweaty face and pull up his hoodie your lips trailing to his flushed chest, peppering kisses to the strong soft pecs you suck gently leaving red marks as you move to his nipples, swirling your tongue across the perky bud
-He was already close to the edge before you arrived but now he feels like he's seconds away from cumming at the feeling of your warm mouth around his sensitive chest. You mumble words of reassurance and praise as you continue your attack on his chest, starting to nip the soft skin of his pec his body starts twitching and his hips rut up into your hand, you trail the vibrator down to his balls and press firmly whilst also nipping at the sensitive bud of his nipple
-he lets out a long groan, his voice going high as his orgasm hits him hard, his legs slam shut around your hand pinning the vibrator to his balls and his hands come up to cover his face at the overwhelming sensation, you lift your lips off his chest and nudge your way past his hands and kiss him long and deeply, swallowing his moans as you slowly pull the vibrator away and put it down, instead opting to stroke his heaving stomach
-"There you go Innie that's you baby, you coming back down to me now love?" you press your lips against his cheek nuzzling your nose against the flushed skin, he lets out a long sigh and turns his head to face you, bumping your noses together "I feel so good, I feel kinda floaty, I don't wanna get up to clean, I'm too sleepy" you chuckle at his words and lean over grabbing wipes, cleaning him the best you could you pull the hoodie down to cover him up more and pull up the covers turning him round in your hold so you are holding him from behind "Get some sleep baby, you must be exhausted" he lets out a tired hum and before you know it he's fully asleep
summary: Minho’s trying subbing for the first time but doesn’t want to admit that perhaps he likes it just a little bit more than he lets on
warnings: dom (switch) reader, sub (switch) minho, lots of bdsm mentions, rimming, anal fingering, nipple play, minho gets called kitten a lot, praise kink, throat-fucking (with fingers), sensitive thighs!minho, some communication issues, jealousy, glasses minho for like 2 seconds (yes, that needs a warning)
word count: 8.1k (holy shit i'm so sorry)
a/n: thanks everyone for being so patient for how long it took to get this out. the beginning is a bit different than it is in the teaser but it's still the same concept
A soothing hand trails over his hipbone.
It’s coaxing, lulling, making his head turn fuzzy, thoughts becoming a jumbled mess...
But he can’t.
He wants to...or does he?
No time to think, no time to process the thought even. Not before your dark laugh is in his ears, low and slightly raspy, filling his body with a kind of heat he'd never had the pleasurable (?) experience of hearing before.
“You ready?”
He shivers involuntary to his traitorous body, biting back a heavy moan at the feeling of your lubed up fingers slick against his hole.
“Yeah, yeah, just hurry up.” He impatiently pushes, sounding annoyed, almost agitated.
It throws you off a bit, nearly makes you pause.
But you can tell. From years of knowing him, from years of him being the closest person in your life.
You can read his expressions like a book, his body language like it's your own. His body, each and every sensitive little spot, like his thighs and that spot on his jaw right beneath his ear, you know it like the back your hand.
And it's easy to tell with the way his eyes are slightly glazed over-by the way his hips grind down onto your fingers.
Desperation and a tinge of something unfamiliar fills his words as he scrambles to keep his composure. “Let’s just get this over with. I wanna have my fun with you ne-” His voice cracks, cutting off mid-word, voice turning hoarse and weak.
A “Fuck!” that's immediately followed up by a gasp.
Your hand stays on his hip before trailing a bit higher in an effort to get him to relax a bit. "Doing so good for me, such a good boy."
He hisses in reply, biting down on his bottom lip so hard he's almost sure it'll burst, all in a silly attempt at trying to hold back the moan on the tip of his tongue.
The feeling of your fingers is awkward-not painful-just...odd.
He's never done this so it's understandable. Never let anyone else, or even himself for that matter, touch there. It's the feeling foreign object being forced inside a new space but slowly, ever so fucking slowly that he feels as if he's beginning to lose his mind, you start to move. Crooning into his ear, messaging his gummy walls, a hooded look taking over at the sight of him.
"How does it feel?" Hands clench the sheets so hard his knuckles turn white and his eyes squeeze shut. "Tell me...kitten."
Jesus. The word sounds so good rolling off your tongue. So completely and utterly intoxicating that he almost, almost allows himself to let go.
But he catches himself just in time.
"Do you like it?"
Because fuck, fuck, he doesn’t want to admit it.
Admit that maybe, just maybe he feels good under your control. That maybe he’s been craving for longer than he's suggested.
"Nngh,"
The sound is so soft you nearly miss it, but not quite. And you can feel your own body getting hotter and hotter from just this. From him. From his reactions, the way his body moves in small twitches and his eyes struggle to stay focused.
And the thing is, he tries so, so hard the control the noises he lets out that the lower half of his body moves on instinct, thighs tensing before falling slack and finally apart, spreading wide open for you and desperately, needily moving.
You barely have to do any of the work as he begins to fuck himself on your fingers, movements quick and sharp, hitting deep inside of him in a nearly violent way, warm walls clamped down hard around the two fingers.
“God, you’re so fucking tight baby.” You coo, watching in lustful fascination,
“F-fuck, don’t say that type of shit. I-i swear when I-m do-ne with y-you-“ He cuts off into a broken moan and despite the way his mouth clamps shut, it comes all the same.
Fingers clench the bedsheets, hard enough to make his knuckles turn white, teeth gritting down so hard he’s almost convinced they’ll shatter.
“Loosen up a bit baby, it’s okay, let me take care of you.” Your voice fucking purrs into his ear, an involuntary shudder ripping through his demeanour, body nearly shaking, goosebumps breaking across his skin.
A mewl crawls up his throat and he swallows thickly, trying to hold it back, trying to keep composure, trying to stay-
“Does it feel nice...” The teasing tone already has him spiralling, but what’s just a little bit further? What’s just a little bit more? You smirk lightly, tongue gliding over to wet your lips in a sinfully teasing way.
His heart pounds wildly in his chest. “C’mon, you’ll be a good little kitty? Won’t you?”
He can feel it. Your tongue, warm and wet around the shell of his ear. Your whisper, your words deposited straight into his head, engraving into his innermost desires.
“All you gotta do is jus’ tell me what you want, tell me how you want it.” You growl. "Faster?" He nearly chokes on his own spit as you do exactly that, fingertips catching on the rim as you move quickly in and out of him.
"Harder?" Stars swim in his vision when your fingers meet his prostate for the very first time, abusing the oh-so sensitive spot, hitting it over and over and...
Fuck.
He squirms underneath your weight on top of him.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
And then you stop and he can't help the anguished cry that falls from his red and bitten and puffy lips that you wanna taste so, so badly.
Heat raises in his cheeks, up his neck and his face, tinting him up to the very tip of his ears such an endearing shade of pink. So cute, so delectable.
God, you could just eat him alive.
You blatantly ignore his greedy movements, quiet, needy, high-pitched noises coming from deep in his throat as your hand trails up his body to cup his cheek. "Just tell me pretty kitty~"
It gives him a second to think.
A second to recollect himself.
A second to doubt all of this.
And...
Silence.
And more silence.
Just as quick as that adorably compliant look had appeared, it was gone and despite the bright colouring still smattered across his features, a hardness fills his eyes.
“No.” His breathe his shaky. "Stop."
The words hit a little bit harder than you’d like to admit. You know he can see though, the way your smile drops and your shoulders droop ever so slightly.
Remorse shines brightly in his eyes, chest heaving in an attempt to catch his breath but he holds his ground. Screws his mouth up and simply returns your gaze as you falter and look away, doubt crossing filling your expression.
You knew that he was new to this…the submitting aspect of things. Knew that Minho wasn't the type to just lay down and take it. But when you had brought up the idea of it, he’d said he was down to try.
In fact, you weren't even the one to bring it up. It was all him. All because he’d been helping you pack up your things.
Minho had asked you to move in with him a few weeks ago and you were elated, obviously agreeing to this next big step in your relationship.
Problem: your current place was a mess of junk with sentimental value and stuff you didn’t really need but insisted on keeping.
Honestly, it was almost like one of the tamer episodes of Hoarders.
You remember, you’d been packing up your closet and clothes, folding things and putting them in boxes and Minho had been in your room, clearing out whatever junk you kept in your nightstands and under your bed.
“Y/N?”
You hummed in reply, “What is it baby?”
The sound of shuffling reached your ears and when he spoke again it was much closer. “What is this?”
You twisted your body, straining your neck to see what he could possibly be talking about and…
Oh,
Oh.
In his hand, pinched between two fingers was a simple leather collar, black in colour with a silver buckle. A tag attached to the front ring, slightly swinging from his movements.
Minho himself had an unreadable expression. Blank in his await for a response.
Your lips pursed, unsure how to quite formulate one.
You avoided his gaze and he walked closer, taking your undivided attention. “What is this?” He repeated.
Now it was no surprise that you were kinky. Both you and Minho were, your relationship definitely being more on the adventurous side but, well you’d always let him take the lead on things, letting him take up a more dominant role in that area.
And it was quite obvious from the tag, shimmering in the artificial lighting in the room, the tiny letters engraved into it reading ‘pretty boy’.
One could assume that you weren’t the one wearing but administering it from that…
“What does it look like?”
His eyes flickered to the thing as if maybe taking a second look would prove to answer all his questions.
“Well I know it’s a collar,” he replied, almost snootily. “I’m not dumb, I’m just not so sure why ‘pretty boy’ is on it and why you’ve got it…is there something you need to tell me?”
Truth be told, you definitely could’ve told him sooner.
About your past relationships where you stood in the role that he did. That this was one of your first times not being the dominant one in a relationship.
You could’ve told him but really, you’d kind of given up on it already.
Ever since you were discussing everything; the things you guys were open to, the things you weren’t, limits, safe words, etc, you had tried to hint it to him.
Suggest kinks and offhanded comments that would allude to it but it was the first time you’d seen your very smart and normally able to read between the lines boyfriend so inept, unable to put the pieces together.
Plus, he was very intent on domming, and when you told him you were fairly new to subbing he was ecstatic to show you everything.
“Well? Is there?”
Your mouth opened, a response ready on the tip of your tongue...but nothing. Your mouth shut and so instead you put down everything you were doing and sat on the floor, patting on the space in front of you. “Sit.”
He seemed to contemplate it for a second before following your lead, the thing still grasped in his hand. You sighed. “Just put the collar down.”
Again, he listened.
And, stupidly, but not regrettably, your brain formulated a response without your conscious deciding to.
“Good boy.”
Minho froze and your mouth clamped shut. “Sorry,” flew out in a rush and he nodded like he understood but you knew he didn’t, not really. Not with the way his body turned tense, falling rigid in place, cheeks a brilliant hue of pink.
The silence filled the room and the tag of the collar in the light caught your eye. You stared at it, counting the seconds in your head, recalling the memories that came flooding back with such a familiar object.
“I should’ve told you earlier, I know...it’s just...” Lamely, almost cringing at your own words, you trailed off, downturned eyes flitting up to read him.
His face is entirely blank, devoid of emotion, giving zero indication of how he feels.
It bugs you. That despite how well you know Minho that you can't read him. You've always been able to, especially with how long you've known him-long enough to move in with him-oh god was that still happening? Did you just ruin everything? Did he hate you now? Was he going to break up with you?
The thought process is broken with a single nod, his head bobbing down, eyes averted from yours. "It's...okay."
And...
You wait for him to continue but he says nothing more, gaze averted to look down at his hands which are fiddling around on his lap.
So you take a deep breath, hoping for the best. “Do you wanna say anything else?”
“Try it on me.”
“I know, it’s-wait, what?”
“Try it on me.”
That had been the last thing you would've expected to come out of your partner's mouth, obviously not an unwelcome answer, in fact you were elated but...it was surprising to say the least.
After that you'd talked for a bit.
You'd asked him to elaborate a bit, tell you exactly what that entailed and what he wanted from it, what he expected from it.
It was his first time and he wanted to go slow.
Nothing big like those 10 inch monster strap-ons seen in those hard-core femdom porns or too rough like any kind of impact play, but-somewhat shyly, in a completely out of character Minho fashion-he admitted that awhile ago he'd come across something about rimming that caught his interest.
And with the way he turned all red and embarrassed on you as he explained it, well, long story short, even the idea of it was more than enough to get you on-board.
----
“No.”
"Stop."
That's all it takes. That's all you had discussed it would take.
Eyes flash up at his face while gently pulling your fingers out of him, trying to be tender and not do anymore damage that you might've already done.
"Shit. 'M so sorry-did I go too far?"
His body squirms in a futile protest, clenching around you, his eyes screwing shut as he lets out a breathless groan, followed by a weak whine.
In pain? Maybe?
Trying to soothe him, you hush him, whispering small praises that just seem to agitate him more, "No. No...what're you doing?" he reaches for you, trying to grab at your arms and whining again.
His body laid tense, you raise up on your haunches, easily brushing his pawing hands away from your body.
"I think that this is enough for tonight Minho." Your voice is gentle, hands soft as you brush the sweat-soaked hair from his forehead. It does nothing to soothe his panicked, inarticulate protests.
"No!" His legs wrap around your hips, pulling your body close against his, his lips beginning to pepper soft kisses down your neck and collarbone.
What does he want? What is he trying to do? After telling you to stop and now doing this.
You push him away again by the shoulders this time with a sense of finality. Your warm hands made contact with his skin making him shiver.
You eyes are calculating as you try to read him, face serious. That's all there is for a second before you sigh and move to the edge of the bed, putting some space between the two of you.
"Look Minho," He did, intently staring at you. "You need to tell me what you want. I need to know that you're completely on board with all this." You wince, looking for the best words. "Because, I don't know, you tell me to stop and then act like that, I-i don't understand. And that kinda makes me feel like you're just doing this because I want to?"
He opens his mouth to speak but is cut before he can say anything. "And I don't want that. I want you to be enjoying this too and feeling good and safe. So...if you could just tell me what you're feeling?"
Minho looked at you and you looked back, completely wordless.
There were a million things racing through his mind, so many things he wanted to say.
But his throat couldn't work. Was his pride too high? Was he scared?
He had never had anything he felt like he couldn't share with you before. He never felt like you would judge him or scrutinize him. Especially when you wanted this too.
Why couldn't he say them?
When he wanted this too?
So all you got in reply was an animated nod. And you tried to smile back but it was weak. "Okay. So what do you need? Do you wanna take a shower? I could make you some lunch if you want and we can eat it together in bed...or we can always order food, there's that place you really liked last time?"
He looks anywhere but at you, fingers playing with a loose thread on the sheets. "Could you maybe...could you maybe just hold me?" The words came out quiet but seemed like a scream in your ears. "I mean-you don't have to-I just-"
"-Of course baby." You crawled over to him and wrapped your arms around his body, hugging him close, pulling the sheets up to cover you.
He went rigid for a second before relaxing with a contented sigh, shutting his eyes and curling into you. "Thank you."
"There's nothing to thank me for."
The silence followed wasn't awkward but Minho couldn't help but feel that way, listening close to your chest as your breathing slowed and eventually he knew you were asleep.
He knew he should be soon to follow. Warm and comfortable and close to you, and any other night he would've already been asleep too.
But he couldn't.
And it wasn't just because he was undeniably still very hard, his body still hot and aching for some kind of touch of release.
It was also because he couldn't stop thinking. Couldn't stop looking down at you, asleep, and feel like there was more he could've said. More he definitely should've said.
But didn't.
----
Nothing had been said about it since. Not a single word from you or from him for that matter.
You acted as if it never happened. Not in an angry or silent treatmenty kind of way but in a way that you were acting the exact same as before, no changes in anything, not hostile or bitter.
It confused him just as much as it frustrated him because it would've been amazing if he actually wanted to forget about it. If he hadn't stayed up all of that night coming up with what he was gonna say when you brought it up the next day.
And he waited for you to because it wasn't like he could.
But you didn't.
You stayed firmly in your place as if you actually forgot it ever happened. Nothing out of the ordinary. God, it was infuriating.
He meant to try to bring it up. Many times. When you sat at the table, eating dinner together. Or when he glanced over at you before bed, on your phone.
The words would tingle on his lips, ready to pour out, but then you'd catch his stare, smile gently in that way that made his heartbeat quicken and ask him what he was thinking about.
And then he'd chicken out.
It's been a week now and you haven't had sex since, not necessarily odd since he'd normally be the one to initiate it.
How was he supposed to though?
When all he wants is for you to shove him down and mess him up so entirely he won't be able to remember his own name.
When, when he takes a shower now, his fingers begin to touch places they never have, venturing down, trying to replicate the feeling that your's did.
Closing his eyes and imagining that they're yours. His mind trying to vividly remember the way that your voice sounded, raspy and commanding, whispering into his ears.
'Let me take care of you.'
'You'll be a good kitty? Won't you?'
'Just tell me what you want, tell me where you want me to touch you.'
Reliving the moment over and over in his head, arm covering his mouth to keep from whimpering as he falls apart on his own fingers, wishing that they were yours.
Trying to keep from being too loud because you're right outside the bathroom, pretending that nothing fucking happened.
Because he couldn't let you know like that. Couldn't let you know that even just imagining what you did to him makes him feel all fuzzy and floaty and high that it became new jerk-off material for him.
No, he couldn't let you know like that.
There was no way, it needed to be more special...well not necessarily more special...but definitely smoother.
So what better time than when you were your happiest of all?
Because as well as you knew him, he knew you just as well and knew everything that made you tick, knew what made you happy and what made you really happy.
And what made you really happy was days like this.
Days when you were both off from work and you'd wake up to something that smelt so good, your nose leading you to the kitchen where your beautiful boyfriend would be, hair still messy and, if you were lucky, glasses pushed up his nose as he made something that smelled absolutely heavenly.
Today in particular you must've been lucky because perched on his nose, making his look so absolutely delectable were his glasses.
Lucky or something along the lines of your boyfriend knowing you a touch too well.
Your arms wrapped around his torso, face buried into the back of his neck, making your voice some out slightly muffled. "Hey beautiful."
He smelled so good, like that specific brand of perfume he always wears, like warmth and comfort and a little bit of something that made you feel just a touch insane.
"You look good, what's the occasion?"
He sighed, ignoring the way his body reacted to the gravelly tone of your voice. "My glasses?"
You hummed in reply, warm breath fanning over his neck. "You know what they do to me. M' such a whore for you in glasses." You groaned, hands resting on his hips. "They just make you look so..." you trailed off without the right words to properly describe how good he looked in them.
The burner shut off and he moved the pan off the heat, turning around to face you. "Really? A whore you say?" He took your wrists in his hands, pulling them off of his hips and pushed you back against the counter.
You smiled teasingly at him. "Mhmm, they really just do something to me...you know that."
This was normally the point of your morning when he'd set you on top of the counter, or turn you around against it, sometimes back to the bedroom if either of you had enough patience for that-whatever available surface he could find to fuck you on.
He didn't though.
He frowned slightly and pulled your wrists down, pressing them under his shirt and letting go.
You obliged, watching in fascination as he held his breath, your hands, one planting on his hip, the other moving up, warm in travelling the expanse of his stomach and up toward his chest and pecs.
His body curled around yours, gripping the counter so hard his hands were near white, resting his chin of your shoulder, a breathy moan escaping as you brushed over his nipple.
"Y/N," He breathed, followed by something high and needy. It sounded so much like a plea, making something familiar begin to stir in your gut.
Was he...?
Did he want..."
You began to pull away but he stopped you, holding your wrists again to keep your hands where they were. "Don't." His throat bobbed as he swallowed. "Please...please don't."
He pulled back just enough to hold your gaze. Pulling you into a trance you couldn't seem to break out of.
And slowly he began to move your hands for you, not breaking eye contact all the while.
Letting the one still on his hip to come up, cupping his pec.
Taking the other out from under his shirt and right back up, until it was loosely pressed against his throat.
Your breath hitched, feeling his pulse thrum under your fingers.
Searching his eyes and trying-failing to read him. Trying-failing to find the words.
"Y/N." He whispered you name again. In that tone. In that wanton, desperate way. "I-i need-"
Words were cut off, trance broken, moment ruined as a knock at the door sliced through the tension like a knife.
Your head snapped toward the door but he clung desperately to your arms. "No, j-just ignore i-" Minho was once again cut off as the knock came again, accompanied with words this time.
"Y/N! I know you're home! I know when your days off are, you can't fool me!"
You groaned loudly, whispering an apology to your boyfriend before pulling away, talking your warmth with you but leaving a funny feeling in the pit of his stomach behind.
"The fuck you want Hyunjin?" You yelled, heading toward the door, opening it wide to find the blond boy mid-knock.
Hyunjin looked at you, the only slightly more annoyed than usual expression on your face than when you normally looked at him then to Minho, shirt rumpled, hands clenching the countertop, face red.
Then he smirked and walked in.
----
"I swear to god, I hate living with them!" Hyunjin groaned loudly. "The food, oh my god, I don't think it could get any worse, it's 24/7 protein powder and energy drinks, I don't think I've had a decent, edible meal in weeks-and oh, don't even get me started on the smells they bring in!"
You scoffed out a laugh. "What? Not into the gym bro stink?"
Why the hell was he even here?
Minho found himself wondering that over and over throughout the day, sometimes in his head, silently to himself, and sometimes out loud with a pointed look toward the 'he' in question.
What was Hwang Hyunjin doing in his house all day with you, when it was Minho who supposed to be spending your time with?
You two were friends-best friends-ever since you'd met, years ago, before you'd even known Minho. Hyunjin had actually been the one to introduce him to you.
It was nothing irregular for him to come home at the end of the day to see you hanging out or you mentioning that you were going out to hang out with him as you were heading out the door.
And Minho had never had a problem with that before today.
Before your best friend had cock-blocked and ruined his perfectly planned chance to finally tell you how he felt, a talk that would hopefully lead to more than talking.
Before nearly six hours had passed since he'd arrived, clearly overstaying his welcome in Minho's eyes.
And on the specific day he had finally built up whatever it took to actually act on his feelings.
On his day off. When he had nothing else to do but watch you two talk about whatever, bring up inside jokes and continue conversations, gossip about things that you'd never even mentioned to Minho before.
You guys were clearly close.
A lot closer than Minho had originally imagined. Was this normal?
The way that you were throwing your head back and laughing, the way you hit his arm, almost roughly while wiping tears of laughter from your eyes.
The way Hyunjin seemed to listen intently when you spoke, the way he nodded along and didn't try to talk over you like the other boys did.
He was probably reading into things. But those were both things that you did to him. That he did to you.
Did Hyunjin like you?
Hyunjin shared his feelings. Hyunjin told people exactly the way he felt-he wouldn't hesitate to tell you anything.
Did you like that?
Did you like Hyunjin? That he could share and talk about the things that Minho wouldn't?
No. No, he was just being paranoid. He was jumping to conclusions.
He needed to get out of here for a bit, distract his mind. So he pulled out his phone, sending out a quick text.
"Hey guys, imma head over to hang out with Han and Felix for a bit." You leaned up with a smile, closed your eyes as he pecked you on the forehead. " Love you."
Unsatisfied with just that you took him by the collar of his shirt, pulling him down and kissing him full on the lips. "Love you more, have fun!"
"Tell them I said hi!" Hyunjin called over as Minho slipped his shoes on.
"Mhm."
"Oh! And remember to put on a coat, it's getting colder out. Don't want your pretty face to freeze."
He scoffs in reply, biting back a smile. "Glad to know you just care about my pretty face."
"You know it." You wink back.
Hyunjin fake gags in disgust. "You guys are weirdly wholesome and I don't like it."
You stick out your tongue, shoving him with your foot. "You're just jealous-Bye baby!" You call as he pulls the door shut, feeling paranoid once again.
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"And then he said 'No. Stop.', so I did y'know, but then afterward he seemed kinda upset, I don't know, I love him so much, I really just wish he wasn't so hard to read sometimes." You groan.
Hyunjin laughs, "sounds like someone else I know."
You scowl in reply. "Fuck you, my communication skills have gotten much better and we both know that."
He holds his hands up in surrender, nodding for you to continue.
A heavy sigh makes its way past your lips. "Like, I don't even know what to do anymore. Because, right before you came in he was putting my hands up his shirt and saying my name all...desperate and god, it was hot. But he was looking at me with those eyes, y'know?"
Hyunjin listened carefully. You remember the very first time you'd brought up relationship stuff to him, asking for advice years ago, thinking it was so embarrassing. If only then you'd know the type of relationship stuff you'd be sharing with him now.
"Well, I for one think you need to stop avoiding the subject. Tell him."
"But what do I tell him?" You deadpan.
"Tell him everything you just told me. Tell him how you feel."
You huffed, crossing your arms, not hearing the door slowly creak open. "Then why can't he say anything? I'm here grasping at straws-trying to help him! He said stop so I'm trying to make it easier for him by not bringing it up! If he wants it, he should just fucking tell me!"
The door slammed shut and your eyes widened, looking toward the sound to see Minho standing in the doorway. And unreadable expression laid across his face but the hurt in his eyes evident.
Hyunjin looked from you to him and then back at you. "Y'know, I think I gotta go to the bathroom, leave you guys to figure everything out."
"Hyunjin," you try to grasp at him for help but he's up and going already, leaving the room quickly with a quick awkward wave. You look helplessly toward he disappeared with a groan. Asshole.
Then you look back at Minho.
He kicks of his shoes and takes off his jacket. Why was he even back so soon? He left, you glance at the time on your phone, he only left like twenty minutes ago.
The question must be evident on your face because he shrugs. "They weren't doing anything interesting, so I came back."
You look back toward where Hyunjin left and then before you know it Minho's in front of you.
"Please." He looks down at his feet taking your hand in his. "Please don't look at him," he begs, helplessly?
Hopefully?
You're not entirely sure, with nothing here familiar, a new territory that he's crossing into. You have no idea but something inside you is lit.
And then he's looking up at you again with a kind of determination in his eyes. "Look at me instead."
His fingers dig into the flesh of your arm, almost painfully, almost.
But then your boyfriend. Lee Minho. The man that you have given your heart utterly and completely to is falling to his knees in front of you, eyes wide and body slouched, hand at his side in a tight fist while the other still holds, pleadingly, desperately onto you.
"I'm sorry if I can't open up to you. I'm sorry I'm cold and I'm distant but I promise I'll try, I promis-"
"-Minho." You cut off. "I should be the one apologizing. I shouldn't have said that and-"
"-I want you to take over me." He breathes, heart beating quicker as your eyes widen in lust or surprise or both. "I want you to tell me what to do...Tell me-tell me I'm yours. Tell me I'm the only one that's yours, tell me that he isn't."
Your fingers squeeze the arm of the couch.
"-Do whatever you want to me. Please. I need you to do whatever you want to me." He pulls your hand into his hair, sighing into the motion of your fingers, reluctantly, running through the strands with a slight tug, forcing his posture straight.
You're surprised by the sudden change in mindset. In the way his words come flowing out like they've been stuck there for so long that they have no choice but to.
A muffled moan comes as he bites his lip. "No more of that." Your thumb guides his mouth open, a pointed look urging him to continue. "Go on. You're so pretty when you beg."
He hesitates, but only for a second. "Control me. Mark me. Make me yours."
His head is tugged back by the fingers knotted in his hair, leaving the smooth expanse of his neck on display.
You lean down in front of him, lips at his ear. "Are you sure?"
"Please~"
An awkward cough breaks through the moment. You both look and there's Hyunjin.
He averts his eyes, staring at his feet, pointing to the door behind him. "I-i'm just gonna-gonna leave, yeah?"
You nod incredulously, making a shooing motion with your free hand, Minho straight up glaring at getting cock-blocked for the second time today by him.
Hyunjin quickly makes his way out, leaving with a supportive thumbs up to you before shutting the door behind him.
"Finally." Minho groans.
Slapping his shoulder, with a pointed look, he looks back almost offendedly. "Be nice." You warn.
He presses his head further into your touch, nudging against your fingers in his hair with an appreciative hum and a bratty smirk. "I could be nice...or maybe I could be bad...and you could..." he presses himself closer, wedging his body between your thighs. "punish me."
Your eyes nearly bug out and you almost choke on your own spit. "Minho," Thank fuck, you wore shorts today.
Because his lips are brushing over your thighs. His eyes still locked on yours as he slowly licks up your skin, then begins leaving open-mouthed kisses everywhere he can find purchase.
Goosebumps rise all over your skin, a drawn out moan gracing his ears and your fingers tighten in his hair, almost painfully, but he can't bring himself to care.
"Minho," you gulp and he's quick to reply with nothing but a moan of his own.
But this isn't what he asked for.
This isn't what he asked you to do.
So you pull him away by his hair, sighing at the loss. He whines, trying to pull back but you don't let him.
"Minho." He ignores you, sticking his tongue out in a vain attempt. "Kitten."
That has his attention. Body freezing and breath stopping for all but a second before a shudder rips through him.
You smirk. "Go to our room and lay down on the bed for me." You glance over him. "Take off your clothes too."
He's scrambling up as soon as you're letting go, hurrying to follow your order.
This is gonna be fun.
You try to give him some time, a few minutes for him to carry out what you told him to and a few more just to torture him a little but anticipation eats away at your will-power, making it near-impossible to wait long before you stand up off the couch.
A million ways to fulfill his wishes run through your mind. But as soon as you're in the doorway it all goes blank.
He's gorgeous and that's all you can think about. More than gorgeous, fucking ethereal sitting there on the bed all 'innocently', on his knees, hands clenching and unclenching with nerves in his lap.
Completely and utterly bare.
It takes all of you to not pounce on him and ravish him where he sits but instead click your tongue disapprovingly. "Kitty," he shivers. "So messy," you lean down to pick up his clothes, thrown messily around the floor.
He turns a pretty shade of pink. "I'm sorry, was just so...excited."
Your gaze shifts down. "Well that's obvious. But that's no excuse."
"'M sorry."
You push his chin up, calmly watching the way his pupils dilate. "Oh, it's okay sweet thing, I can think of a few ways you can make it up to me."
His eyes light up, sparkling as you chuckle. "And that can start off by getting on your hands and knees."
He hesitates, but only for a second. "Can I have a kiss first?"
"Well, since you asked so nicely, kitty." You pull his face closer, cupping it in your hands as he whines, so close yet so far.
You smile at the noise and finally he received a kiss, rising up onto his knees, trying to get closer to you. Lips soft and eager as they seek out yours, purring out as your hands caress his body, going lax against you at the feeling.
It's a bit odd for him at first, the way that you take the lead in the kiss, teeth nipping at his lips, your hands groping his body. He gets used to it quickly though, his arms wrapping around your shoulders, trying to pull you closer before you pinch him in the side and he lets with a yelp.
"Just relax." You whisper against his lips, kneading at the skin above his hips, "Just let me take care of you." He mewls wantonly, pulling away and burying his head into your chest.
You give him a minute, continuing to rub your thumb over the dip in his pelvis. "You okay?"
He nods, taking a deep breath before looking back up at you, eyes glossy. "Yeah. J-just needed a sec."
He catches your lips with his again then, pure need in control of his movements now. Clutching you and letting his eyes slip shut, and when you bite down of his lip and he lets out a gasp, you take the moment to let your tongue to slip past the seal of his lips, fogging up his mind, a high needy moan escaping him swallowed by you.
Your hand comes up to the back of his head, deepening the kiss, letting out a groan in reply.
Nothing but pure horniness controls Lee Minho anymore. Nothing but the want to please and to listen and to feel good.
When you finally pull away, eyes flickering from one of his eyes to the other, breathing heavy, he lays back.
Teasing at first, landing on his back and spreading his thighs and groping at his inner thighs before flipping over to fulfill your request.
Prettily getting on his hands and knees, facing away from you and wiggling his hips enticingly, letting his back fall into a pretty little slope.
"Oh god, Minho."
Your hands attach to his skin like a magnet to metal, immediately gripping his skin, urged on by the sounds of his moans when you do.
Cupping his ass, squeezing the flesh in your hands like your own personal stress toy. You lean over his back all the while, pressing your weight against to whisper in his ear. "Do you wanna face me kitten or stay like this?"
He clears his throat, trying to focus his thoughts, try to ignore the fact that your fingers are already pressing against his hole, teasing at the entrance.
"C-can I, could I face you? Wanna see you, w-want you to see me."
So you roll him over.
His cheeks are flushed, looking so out of character, so shy, so adorable. "Want me to see you get ruined baby? Want me to watch as I make a mess out of you?"
He nods helplessly with a mewl, letting his legs fall open. "C-could you eat me out?"
The smile that blooms across your face should scare him but only makes him hornier, only makes him remember only just a week ago when you'd almost gotten to this.
Makes him remember the time spent in the shower, getting off to those thoughts.
Earlier today in the kitchen, the shock and then lust replacing that, giving into his silent wish.
Before fucking Hyunjin ruined it all.
That stupid cock-block, getting in his wa-
Minho's so absorbed in his thoughts, too in his head that he barely even realizes where you've gone, what you're doing.
Cutting him off mid-thought.
“Oh my god, f-fuck!” he cries out when you finally insert your tongue inside his ass. He grasps at your hair, cupping your head in his hand and tangling his fingers through the strands like a lifeline. "S-shit!"
You smirk against his skin and the feeling of it has him shuddering. "F-faster. G-go faster."
Immediately he feels the loss and nearly cries from it, trying to push your head back down. You only tsk at him in reply, like he's a misbehaving dog and not a beautiful man nearly crying from being denied once again. "Did you forget who's in charge here Minnie?"
Fingers dig into the skin of his thighs, skimming lower and lower, closer to where he needs you most until his pretty little head is turning into mush from need.
"N-no." But the words are meek.
Your hand mercifully squeezes around his cock all red and leaking with pre cum. You smile, thumbing over the slit, ripping a gasp from his lungs. "Then how about you rephrase that for me?"
God, he can barely think with your touching him like this, barely even comprehend what you're saying as your hand moves smoothly up and down him.
But you don't like that, stopping when you notice how far he is from you. "How about you use please for me Minnie?" You supply.
"Please!" He whimpers, trying to roll his hips down, back onto your tongue, trying to thrust back up into your hand. "P-please! I-i...I need you so, so, so bad! Need you in me, need you touching me, need you 't make me-nngh!"
Your tongue finally-finally presses past the tight ring of muscles once again, burying deep inside and Minho swears he can see stars, thighs trembling, body quaking as his eyes roll into the back of his skull.
You glance up at him, lips curling up at how he seems to have lost all composure. Pulling out and then thrusting back in, he keens, thrusting back down onto you.
The muscles in his abdomen clench, ghosting your fingertips over his inner thighs again, feeling them shake under your touch, tensing and then snapping shut, squeezing together as he moans and trying not to stop breathing.
You're quick to shove his legs back apart, pressing them onto the bed on either side, tracing your nails down his legs, making him shiver and whimper before settling a pinch on one, a little yelp escaping that lets into an adorable mewl.
His walls clamp down around your tongue, his hand tugging uselessly in your hair until it's almost painful. With a pained hiss, you're brushing his hand away easily.
"Keep your hands to yourself." You warn. "Or I'll stop and leave you here like this."
You wouldn't. You don't even think that you could even if you wanted to.
But he doesn't know that, nodding helplessly, words coming out in a hoarse but whiney whisper. "Need more, please, 'm so so close. N-need more."
You make a sound, giving a vibration that feels fucking amazing before licking a long strip from his hole all the way to the tip of his cock, pumping the base a few times, just enough to make him whine before you stop and pout up at him. "Is what I'm giving you not enough kitty?"
His body squirms, trying to say yes but not willing to, not willing to tell the truth. You smile and take two fingers, reaching up to bring them to his lips. "Suck on them for me."
Already too fucked out to care, or possibly because he's so desperate to get your touch back on him, he listens. Cute bunny teeth revealed as he opens up.
And then they're pressing against his tongue, roughly pushing to fuck his throat and all he can think of is you.
You, you, you.
As he can feel your mouth back on him, leaving teasing kisses all down his thighs and cock and hole and, his gaze, hooded and dazed meets yours as you do and fuck he feels like he's gonna burst.
"Good kitty." You murmur, pulling your fingers out to see the drool that drips down his chin before pushing back in. "Such a good kitty for me Minnie, aren't you?"
That feeling inside him swells because yes, yes he's a good kitty for you-just for you. He can't quite verbalize it but god he hopes you can tell from the garbled moans and the way he tries to clutch helplessly at you can convey that.
You keep talking but he can't hear it over the ringing in his ears, and the feeling of your hold on his jaw, so deliciously firm, heat pools deep inside him. You hand, you're groping his thighs, teasing and soft and mean and everything that could drive him utterly insane.
"Such a good kitty for me Minnie." He somehow hears over everything and that's it.
That's all his body can take before he convulses, before his body is trying to curl into itself on instinct, your firm hand keeping him in place. He loses track of time, loses track of everything.
The only thing he can do is let out the loudest scream.
And you swear, he's the most gorgeous thing you've ever seen.
Back arching up off the bed, mouth falling open, nearly shaking under your touch as delectably sinful noises fall from red puffy lips. Ropey streaks of cum spill over his stomach, his orgasm washing over him.
Or hitting him head on like a fucking truck.
Hiccupy gasps wrack him and you try to soothe him, moving quickly to grab a damp towel and gently clean him up.
He whines when you move but he's barely conscious, hand reaching out in an attempt to grab you that results in a quick kiss on his forehead. "Gimme a sec baby, I'll give you cuddles in a second, just let me clean you up."
He keeps that up nonetheless, shivering with sensitivity when you touch him, moaning brokenly and thrusting up at the slight overstimulation.
"M-more," He whispers brokenly, barely conscious.
Into overstimulation, you note, brushing his hair back sweetly. "Not right now, maybe later on but I'm so sleepy, I just wanna cuddle with you."
"Okay," his eyes close, "only if that's what you want." He reluctantly lets you go, so you can throw the towel into the hamper and strip down to lay next to him.
He practically molds to you once you do, curling himself into your arms, being uncharacteristically cuddly that you can't help but swoon at, lacing your fingers together.
You pull the blanket up and turn the light off, letting him fall into a sleep.
And you think he's asleep, exhausted until he speaks, "I don't know why we didn't try this sooner." He whispers tiredly. "That was so good...I don't think I've ever came that hard in my entire life."
You laugh softly, "You know, I'm sorry," Minho tenses but you continue. "a-about before. It is frustrating for me, I won't lie but I know it's hard for you and I should've talked to you instead of ranting to Hyunjin instead."
He nods. "And I'm sorry. I know I should communicate more. I was just so s-I was scared. I don't know why but I was."
You press him closer to you, hugging him so tightly you'd be worried if he weren't clinging to you with the same intensity. "Well, we can talk about it more tomorrow. Let's just go to sleep for now."
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a/n: i hope everyone enjoyed it and i was thankful for how patient everyone was for the long time it took to get this out
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content warning: smut, established relationship, sub!minho, cock play, kinda chubby (but not really) minho, a little bit of feederism if you squint, it's all very loving and sweet
a/c: i feel things about minho's imaginary soft tummy, that's it.
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"That was definitively too much."
Your home smells like savory and sweet, the nice scent lingering in your living room like a warm blanket, and Minho groans in delight as he plops on the couch with his eyes closed, stress from the work beginning to melt away. He loves when he comes home to the smell of one of your cooking, it makes him feel spoiled and pampered.
The portion of bibimbap was more than generous, but what truly tested his stomach capacity were the three big slices of apple pie he gobbled down while you watched him with adoring eyes, fingers softly caressing his plush tighs.
Minho has a sweet tooth and you love cooking and baking for him, that is always been your love language. In addition to that, in the last year of your relationship you started to experiment in the kitchen with lots of different baking recipies, and your loving boyfriend has been your official taster since that.
You cook, he eats, and you look fondly at him while he savors your baked goods, making a series of cute tiny sounds of pleasure that leaves you cooing and pinching at his soft cheeks. That is how you would describe happiness.
"Are you full?" you ask, sitting next to him and immediately nuzzling your face in the crook of his neck.
Minho smiles and his arm circles your shoulder, bringing you closer to him. You nose at his sweater and he smells like candy, smells sweet and intrinsecally like home and Minho. “So full,” he chuckles, placing a wet kiss on the top of your head.
"I guess you don't have space for one last treat then..." you smile against his skin as your hand drops to his belly. It feels tensed and a little swollen because of all the food he ate, and you start to massage it slowly.
"Treat?" Minho's eyes get all round and you hear him sniffing at the air in search of a distinct odor that will make him understand what are you referring to.
"I tried baking some cream eclairs." you smile at him, pinching the soft pudge below his belly button between your thumb and pointer. It's so soft that you wanna eat him whole.
"Well, I guess I can make some space, then".
You sit up again just in time to catch a glimpse of Minho's tongue lapping at the corner of his mouth, pre-savoring the dessert, and you feel a familar warmth spreading through your body. He is just too cute, too precious, too sweet to be yours.
"Let me get it for you. Wanna feed you." You smile as you stand up and head to the kitchen, the platter of creamy sweets ready in the oven.
When you come back, Minho is waiting for you with big pleading eyes, eager to taste the product of your baking. You place the plate on a cushion next to him, but instead of sitting down on the couch, you find your place on his lap, straddling his soft yet muscular thighs.
"Open wide." you say, taking one eclair in your hand and bringing it to Minho's mouth. You tap him under his chin and his mouth falls open easily.
Keeping eye contact, Minho leans forward to take a big bite, chewing slowly to let the flavor really envelop his senses. The lemon cream is sweet and warm, and it melts in his mouth.
You stare at him, pushing the eclair back to his lips when Minho is done chewing, inviting him to take another bite. With a loud gulp, Minho opens up again, and his tongue swirls against your thumb.
"How does it taste?" you ask while you brush a few crumbs from his lips.
Minho swallows the last bit of the eclair and the tip of his tongue laps at his plump lips once again. "Tastes amazing." he puffs out, his breath smells exactly like the cream.
"Want another?" you ask, taking the second one on your hand without even waiting for his answer.
"I am very full, baby." he mumbles, arm falling down to rest on the top of his stretched tummy. "I don't know if I can fit another one. But they taste like heaven."
"Just one more." you murmur as you leave a small peck on the corner of Minho's mouth, licking a bit of sugar away. "You look so cute when you eat. Please, just one more."
Minho sighs, his tummy is stretched and slighly uncomfortable, but saliva begins to pool inside his mouth as a pavlovian response to the thought of the sweet taste. "Just one more." he conceeds.
You hum and bring the pastry in front of his mouth. Minho diligently parts his lips once again and accepts the eclair. Crumbs are all over his shirt and pants, and there are cream smudges all around his pretty red mouth, even stuck between his teeth.
"So gorgeous for me." you whisper as your hips buck involuntarily against Minho's groin. And then you notice that you are not the only one enjoying this.
"You're hard, uh?" you ask with a chuckle, lowering your hand to cup him through his sweats and squeezing him lightly. Minho hisses and you rub his protruding stomach, feeling the soft skin under the fabric.
Minho finishes swallowing and breathes a sigh of relief as he hears you lowering the band of his sweats. “Yeah. It was sweet,” he huffs. "You are sweet. Got me all hard."
You take the opportunity to remove his pants completely to gain easy access to fondle him through his briefs in the process. Minho's breath is is soft and tender, and he smells amazing, all sugary and pretty for you.
"Wanna touch you. Can I, baby?" you ask, finding a comfortable position on the floor, between his parted legs.
The room is warm, but Minho's legs are tensed and his thin hair are fluffy. You caress them and massage the muscles underneath, and you see his fattened cock twitching against his groin. You see a few pearls of precum glistening on the chubby tip, and you wonder if his release would taste like cream if you fed him enough sweets. The thought is enough to rub your legs together, your panties are already sticking to your folds. But this is for Minho, you think.
"You can do anything you want to me." he murmurs, eyes almost closing and head resting on the cushions behind him.
You smile and you scoot forward to wrap one hand around his cock, squeezing it. His swollen cock immediately chubs up even more and wets the fabric of the sweatshirt. The cockhead looks all sensitive, and you tentatively circle the palm of your other hand around it, coaxing a sweet moan out of Minho's lips.
"My sweet, sweet boy." you coo, starting a lazy rhythm of stroking and circling, stopping just to stimulate his spongy head every once in a while. "You are so sweet that I wanna eat you up."
Minho's chuckles breathily and lets out a soft sob as his thighs begin to shake.
"Am I your dessert?" he asks, looking down at you with big eyes and still a few crumbs of eclair on the corner of his mouth. He mindlessly licks them off.
"You so are, pretty. You are my candy, my cake, my chocolate milk." you answer, sliding your thumb against his slit and making him whine slowly. "And I really need to eat you. I am serious."
You lower your head past his leaky cock to brush your cheek against the soft pudge under Minho's belly button. And then you bite him.
The tender flesh is warm and squishy, and the taste of Minho's skin, together with the cream scent still lingering in the air makes you moan against him.
"F-fuck, baby." he mutters, and you feel his cock throbbing in your fist.
With the tip of your tongue you lick at the velvety scar across his lower stomach and then you twirl it inside of his belly button, mimicking the way he usually fucks himself into you. He whines at the movement and his body twitches again.
"Love you." you whisper, keeping your grip steady on him. "Love how soft you get for me. How sweet. Love when you eat well and you look like this. You are so delicious, Mimo."
You keep biting softly at the fluffy fat of his pudge, savoring its taste and jerking him slowly, letting the schlick sound of his wet cock resonate through the room. Minho is pliant under your touch and his eyes are glassy.
"Uhm – I am. I-I am cumming, baby. Sorry." he moans when your finger dips a little into his slit.
"Don't be sorry, honey. You wanna cum?" you ask with a loving tone while your hand slides smoothly on his aching muscle. "Wanna cream on me like the sweet pastry you are? You can, pretty baby. Let it all go for me."
And Minho obeys, as he always does. With one last pump he begins to shoot thick ropes of creamy cum all over your hand and his round belly, covering his pale skin with glossy spurts that accumulate on the curve just above his ribcage.
When he is done, you lap at some of his release and it actually tastes sweet. It could be your imagination or just the fact that you are aroused, but you swear you can taste some of the cream on his orgasm.
"Wow." he puffs, hand covering his eyes in a shy attempt to hide himself. "That was... something."
You chuckle and kiss his tummy one last time before looking up to his face. "Then you will not be surprised when I'll tell you I baked more, right?"
Minho's face blushes to an adorable shade of pink. "Maybe... m-maybe I can eat one more".
summary: you were well aware of jisung's anxiety, but you notice he takes a certain interest in the ink on your skin.
wc: 966
warnings: brief mentions of anxiety, mentions of the reader having tattoos. not proofread at all. lowercase intended.
a/n: i used to color and trace my tattoos when i got anxious so i was just thinking about ji doin the same thing. also it is very late and i'm running on a solid 4 hours of sleep but i wanted to write something so now we have this LMAO. anyway i hope u enjoy and as always, drink water, eat something, and take ur meds. <3
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you were well aware of jisung's anxiety. you yourself suffered from it so you understood, the feelings and frustrations that came along with the sinking feel.
you weren't always sure what would trigger the uneasy feeling in the boy, but you were there no matter what. you knew sometimes you just had to put on an anime and hold him until he felt better.
other times you'd sit and listen as he voiced this thoughts running rampant in his head.
however there was something new that you noticed you would lay with him. he'd trace the ink along your skin, drawing every line and every shading etched into your soft skin.
you noticed it when you were laying on your bed one day when the ugly feeling settled in his tummy once again. jisung was in front of you, his back to your chest, yours leaning against the head board, arms wrapped loosely around his torso, thumbs rubbing soothing circles on his stomach.
jisung was barely paying attention the show lowly playing on the screen. not that you were either, hyper focused to gage any change in his demeanor, making sure he was relaxing.
that's when you felt it, the soft brush on your arm, right where your favorite flower was inked into the skin of your forearm. you glance down, watching for a moment, as he traced the lines one by one before moving on to the next section of art.
you couldn't help the heat the rose to your cheek, as he careful recreated the marks so beautifully etched onto your skin. as you watched you had an idea. you place a soft kiss to his hair before lightly tapping his tummy.
"get up for a second bub, i'm gonna grab something quick." you felt him tense, turning his head towards you, hesitating for a moment. "i'll be right back jagiya, i promise. less than 2 minutes." he slightly nodded before sitting up. you place a kiss on his shoulder as you scoot out from behind him.
quickly making your way to your office, you find exactly what you were looking for. you quickly grab it, making your way back to your room. you find jisung in the same place you left him, expect he looked zoned out, toying with the strings of his hoodie.
you sit beside him, placing a gentle hand to his puffy cheek. you looks up, boba eyes shining with worry. you could practically see the thoughts clouding his pretty mind. you give him a smile before placing the bag of colorful markers in his lap.
he looks down at the bag and back to you, confusion now present in his eyes. "so you could color them in if you want." you shrugged, getting up, kissing his forehead before moving to lay behind him once more.
you lightly pull him back into your embrace, arms finding home around him once more. his head positioned on your collarbone, under your chin, relaxing into your touch.
a few moments later you hear the sound of plastic rustling and the familiar sound of markers clashing against each other. once he found the color he was looking for, quietly taking the top off, and begin carefully coloring each one in.
you had a perfect view at his art from above him. your other hand continuing the soothing circles on the skin of his stomach. you smile and you watch him go from coloring to watching the tv. you place a kiss to his hair once more, as he finishes coloring in your ghost. he caps the marker, placing it back in the bag, before carefully setting the colorful ink on your bedside table.
he turns around as he makes his return to you, his turn to wrap his arms around you. you gladly take him into your arms as he shoves his face into your neck. you stay there for a moment before he places a kiss in the junction of you neck and shoulder.
"you okay, ji?" you asked softly. he nods, "i'm okay baby, thank you." he gives you one more squeeze before pulling back.
"what would i do without you, hm?" he asks, placing peck to your lips. your lip turn upwards slightly, "i'm just helping you, jagi, you deserve to be happy." he kisses you once more, this time with a bit more passion.
"you're gonna make me start crying." he mumbles against your plush lips. "okay well don't do that, cause that'd make me sad." you shake your head. "how about i order us some take out and we just stay like this for the rest of the night?" you offer, staring into his boba eyes.
"and if you wanna talk later, i'm here to listen okay?" he nods, falling back into your embrace. "i love you okay? i'm always here, whenever, where ever, you say the word i'm there." you place a kiss to the side of his head.
you feel his breathing start to become uneven, panic arising in your chest. "ji? hey, hey, talk to me baby." you pull him back to look at you. big eyes now brimmed with tears. "what's going on in that head of yours, hm?" ask, rubbing his cheeks.
he shakes his head. "nothing, i just really fucking love you. i don't know what i ever did to deserve you." he says, tears slowly making their way down his face.
"you're you, you deserve everything i can give you and more, okay?" he closes his eyes, nodding his head. you place kisses over each eye lid and finally his forehead.
you pull him back to you, and that's where you stay for the rest of the night. wrapped up in each other, eating ramen before falling asleep in each other's arms.
p.s. new username ah !! i used to be voidreams but i wanted a change hehe. but i hope you enjoyed! likes and reblogs are always appreciated but never expected :3
- You were using your strap on after a while because he has been busy and needed to destress
-you were going at it for not to long, both of you about to reach your first orgasm when you notice that Chan just doesn’t seem there as in aware that he’s being fucked
-you slow down now stopping which causes him to tune back into whats happening
-”Baby is everything ok? We can stop for tonight if you’re not feeling it” you say soothingly so he doesn’t panic but it seems to not work as he starts to move himself
-”N-no it its ok i can keep going i need this- you need to feel good i want-want you to feel good” he says getting worked up nearly crying as he tries to thrust back into the strap
-you gently grab his sides to slow his movements so he doesn’t hurt himself “Baby baby calm down it’s ok, baby stop a moment for me please, there you go now calm down and take a breath ok you’re working yourself up” you say now pulled out and the strap gone and you lie down next to him
-”I’m sorry i just want you to feel good cause i’m never here and i feel guilty cause you’re not getting any pleasure and-an-” “Channie, baby where are you getting that from, tonight was for you not me so baby there is no need to feel guilty... i think you’re still too stressed and tired for this tonight ok?’
-he nods now calmed down and snuggles into your chest sleep hitting him after the stressful day and what just happened
-”There we go now lets get to sleep and we can tackle this tomorrow...i love you Channie”
Minho:
-you were edging Minho after you found out from one of the members that he had been staying back after hours and practicing for hours after they all went home and was overworking himself
-Minho is laying on his back clutching the pillows and back arching with you resting on your elbow next to him reaching down edging his cock which is now red and solid
-”Is my little slut ready to cum now? Hmm do you think you deserve to cum after the stunts you’ve been pulling lately?” you say speeding up your hand and the second you see him tense all over you immediately let go and grab his cock again and slowly start pumping it
-His back arches and he grips your wrist you go to remove it before you hear “No! No mummy i’m sorry i-i didn’t mean to ple-ah! please i’m sorry mummy!”
-now you immediately notice something wrong in you years of dating Minho he has never ever called you mummy not once so you slow your pace to a stop and remove your hand placing it on his heaving tummy rubbing gently then turning to his face, eyes blown wide open as you have removed your hand
-’Baby boy whats your colour? Be honest” you say softly now bringing your hand to his cheek turning his head to you “red...i’m sorry mummy i didn’t tell you i ju-” “no baby you said red and called me mummy, you never do that, i think thats enough tonight unless you want to cum then we stop?” “no i don’t i’m too sensitive... i’m sorry i wanted to tell you but i couldn’t get the word out” “thats ok kitten i think we need a break right now ok you’re too worked up”
- you run him a bath and carry him to it and back to bed quickly falling asleep
Changbin:
-you were both feeling a bit frisky
-you were both in bed and you were hovering over Changbin and he easily slipped into subspace just from deeply making out and some touching here and there you had him like putty in your hands
-you kiss him deeply dominating the kiss his back arching as you slide your hand from his hip you starting to go under his t-shirt but before you can get far he has weakly gripped your wrist pulling it down slightly
-bearing in mind he’s in deep subspace but still aware enough to pull your hand away from his his t-shirt sent alarm bells off in your head
-you pul back slowly, him still reaching for your lips but you pull back wanting to tackle this “Baby boy whats wrong?” he looks at you dazed before his eyes start to water and he pulls his hand up to his face and his other to his stomach
-”baby, baby whats wrong you say leaning in close, your hand resting his arm thats clutching his stomach tubbing it gently
-”Do-do you think i’m fat?” this stops you completely, totally thrown off guard but you don’t stop long before you’re back and rubbing his arm and kissing his soft cheek his hand now gone “Of course not baby, what on earth made you think that? You’re stunning, not too heavy not too thin you’re perfect to me”
-his crying stops but his breathing is still a bit laboured “You sure cause stay have been saying i’ve gained too much weight and i can’t possibly be an idol” he says his eyes starting to water but you wipe them before they fall completely stunned at the words that came out of his mouth
-”Well they aren’t stay then and you are none of those things ok? You listen to me you are none of that, now you know what i think, i think we should order in pizza from your favourite since i know its been a while since you’ve indulged so i think you should treat yourself or in other ways i’ll treat you ok baby boy?”
-his eyes widen before he breaks out in a smile and nods wiping the remaining tears, you smile down at him and give him a deep kiss before starting to get up
Hyunjin:
-Hyunjin was riding you when you noticed his movements stopped
-”Hyunjinnie? Baby you there?” you say reaching up to his waist he looks so distant
-”Hyunjin i’m gonna lift you off ok baby?” you say hoping he at least hears you but you get no reply so you sit up and slowly grip his waist and lift him also pulling out getting a whine out of him
-you lay down cradling him in your arms for a couple minutes talking in his ear hoping to bring him back round when he suddenly grabs your arm tightly “I’m sorry that never happens” he says his voice dry you shush him and pull him closer if possible
-”It’s ok baby you just gave me a scare you tuned out for a while...do you wanna talk about it?” “No...not really i don’t even know why it happened as well it just happened...i’m sorry still”
-you tut him and kiss the top of his head rubbing his bicep knowing Hyunjin was still in a vulnerable mind set right now and just needed some gentle affection
-”Enough of that, lets just try and get some sleep cause i be your tired after that aren’t you? Come on snuggle down under the covers and we’ll worry about cleaning up latter”
-he hums in agreement and clutches you tighter falling asleep quickly not before saying “Thank you, i love you” “i love you too baby”
Han:
-han is quite a vocal person in bed so when you were pounding into him him and you where only getting the odd whimper you knew something was wrong
-you stop thrusting and lean forward so you are face to face with him
-he looks up at you lips red and glossy from biting and licking them, cheeks flushed red from the heat and his eyes avoiding yours every now and then
-”You ok baby, do you want to stop?” you ask gently a hand cupping his round soft cheek and your thumb stroking his cheekbone he gulps and looks down at himself then back at you
-”Can-can we is that ok? like do-do you want to cau-” “Woah baby slow down of course we can, if you want to stop at all then we stop i don’t want you to force yourself for my pleasure i don’t like that”
-he lets out some of the tension from his body by letting out a sigh, you pull out slowly and pull him close so he’s half on you and half off nuzzling into your neck
-”Do you want to talk about it?” he doesn’t answer for a moment before taking a breath in “I just...i wasn’t feeling it, its like my feelings and how it was supposed to feel just checked out... i don’t know how to say it” “Thats ok baby boy, just you telling me at all was good enough for me now lets sleep and when we wake up we can order food in and watch Howls Moving Castle hm?”
-he smiles tiredly and nods letting out a hum before falling to sleep, you kiss the top of his head admiring him briefly before falling asleep yourself clutching him close
Felix:
-Felix has been very busy lately with promoting and doing extra practices, so he has been very tired and has been coming home late a lot
-so when you where both fucking you took the lead as you normally do but even more seeing as he was tired
-Felix is a pillow princess and loves to wear baggy jumpers of yours in these kind of moments
-you were thrusting into Felix his long hair a mess around him and grasping the pillows next to him and his (your) jumper rising up round his waist showing his tummy as his back arches
-you lean forward sliding your hand across his tummy and waist and you thrust into him “You like that baby boy? Does that feel nice?” you say expecting him to let out lots of words and agreements as he normally does but all you got back was a hum in agreement
-you look up seeing him looking down at your hand not paying attention to you, your hand was splayed over his tummy holding him still as you thrusted but you stopped which cause him to immediately whine
-”baby boy whats wrong?” “it’s nothing just please keep going i need it please” he says working himself up “Baby calm down for me and tell me whats wrong” you say softly but sternly wanting to know whats got him in a state
-”I-i just want you to cum please i need you to” “why baby boy? this is about you not me you come first, literally” you say now officially pulled out but he goes to grab your cock to put it back in but you stop him causing him to look at you with wide eyes finally stopping him actions
-”baby calm down, lets stop right now and take a moment ok? calm down foe me, you’re going to work yourself up” you say now lying down next to him pulling him close
-”now do you wanna tell me whats wrong?” “i just felt bad for constantly being gone and i wanted you to cum so you would feel good” “aww baby it’s ok, i know you’ve been busy but don’t worry about me like that this was about you, now lets get some sleep cause i know you’ve been so tired lately” “Ok “
Seungmin:
-Seungmin was laying on his side with his leg raised and you behind him fucking him holding the leg up
-Seungmin wasn’t the most vocal person in bed and you knew this and likes to have some dominance in bed basically making him a power bottom even in subspace
-but when you where fucking him and you were getting little whiny moans back and no remarks back at all you thought something was wrong so you stop
-”No! mummy don’t stop please!” this caught you off guard and he never begs like that
-”Baby boy is everything ok? do you need a moment?” “N-no i just want you to fuck me so hard please i’ll do whatever you want just fuck me “
-at this you knew something was wrong so you pull out and pull him so he’s lying on his back you cup his cheek as he grasps your arm “Shh baby calm down please...Seungmin take a breath”
-you get him to calm down seeing him come back to you “You back with me sweetheart?” “yeah...yeah i am i don’t know what happened... i just...i don’t know”
-you pull him close kissing him deeply but keeping it short “Don’t worry about it i’m sure it was a fluke do you wanna stop or keep going?” you say softly so he doesn’t feel pressured
-he looks down then back up at you as if shy “Can we stop please, that just really threw me off” “of course baby we’ll stop...come here snuggle up with me and lets get some sleep for a bit and worry about cleaning later” ”ok thank you” “it’s nothing to thank me for baby, i love you” “ i love you to”
Jeongin:
-Jeongin was a bashful person during sex, very blushy and covered his face if you said something that embarrassed him
-so when you are pounding into him with him lying on his back arms splayed out next to him and face flushed but blank you were caught off guard
-you slowed down you thrusts to a stop and leaned down cupping his cheek trying to get his eyes to meet yours
-”Innie baby you with me? baby boy?” you pull out after getting no response and lay down resting on your elbow pulling him by his waist to you rubbing up and down his back trying to get any sensation into him
-”i’m here i’m sorry i don’t know what’s wrong i just don’t feel here...like in this situation it just feels...not right-but! but not bad nothing like that i just felt lost” he says to you holding onto your shoulder
-you nod trying to understand “it’s ok baby you just not feeling it like the right time for this?” “yeah thats it i just don’t feel it if that makes sense?” “it does don’t worry how about we go have a nice warm bath and we put in one of those bath bombs that Felix got you hmm?”
-you say trying to get his mind to think about something else he smiles and nods starting to sit up, you sit up and pull him onto your waist so he’s straddling you and wrap your arms around his back
-the sudden movement causing him to wrap his arms round your neck and nuzzle his face into the crook of your neck giggling softly
-”want me to carry you baby?” “yes please” “ok bubba i love you, you know that right so anytime you want to stop something like that you just tell me and we’ll stop ok?” “i know and i love you to” “good good now lets go have a magical bath courtesy of Felix’s bath bombs” you say quickly running to the bathroom causing him to laugh and and wrap his legs tightly round you waist
Can you do a stray kids reaction to body worship? Like their s/o body worshiping them. Please and thanks!
i love these kind of headcannons
genre: fluff/smut
warnings:
pairing: Sub!Stray Kids x Dom!gnReader
Stray Kids reaction to body worship
Bangchan:
-you were getting intimate and noticed that Chan was dodging taking off his black hoodie
-you don't wanna force him so you just rest your hands on the hem of the hoodie, he removed his hands from your shoulders seeing as he was straddling you and placed them on your wrists
-you pull back from kissing him and look up at him but he placed his head on your shoulder "Baby do you wanna stop? We dont have to continue" you say gently
-he takes in a shaky breath and shakes his head "No it's fine i just...i don't wanna take it off...thats all" he says quietly, tightening his grip on your wrists "Thats ok baby...but can i know why?" you say now rubbing his sides with your thumbs
-you wait a moment before he takes in a breath "It sounds silly when i think about it but... i'm just not confident with my body right now thats all" he says with a wet chuckle at the end trying to mask how sad he is
-you frown in confusion and pull back so he needs to lift his head so you can see his face, cheeks red a blotchy which now has tears going down them and his bottom lip quivering slightly, you place your hands on either side of his face, cupping his cheeks gently wiping the tears off feeling him lean into them as you do so, his eyes close and his body sags a bit
-"baby boy why do you think that, your beautiful" you say watching him intently he sighs looking at you "i don't know honestly i just- recently i've just been looking at my abs and stuff and just- thought it could be better and that i could...i don't know lose weight maybe?"
-your heart breaks to pieces knowing this is how he's been seeing himself "Baby you don't need to change anything, you are a healthy weight and don't need to lose any of it and you don't need to work harder to change yourself unless thats what you want and you do it in a healthy way"
-he nods taking in what your saying "I don't want to change... i think i'm just in a bit of a mental stump and i'm not feeling all too positive really" you smile gently pulling his hips closer planting a quick kiss to his soft plush lips "thats fine baby, that happens to everybody, no one expects you to be positive all the time, you're human baby boy"
-he tears up slightly as he comes to terms realising this and nods agreeing with you "Thank you, i'm sorry i just needed to tell you" he says placing his head back on your shoulder hugging you tightly "It's ok baby and it's nothing to apologise for you just needed to let it out" you say kissing the side of his head and dragging your hands up and down his back
Minho:
-you were both laying in bed getting ready to fall asleep, but you tell something was bothering Minho, his brows were furrowed and he kept zoning out and picking his nails
-"everything ok kitten?" you say turning to look at him, startling him slightly as he jolts slightly and his eyes widen, he turns to you and quickly looks away
-"Hmm? No i'm fine, why are you asking?" he says unconvincingly as he starts to pick his nails more, you notice this and gently grab his hand stroking your thumb over the back of it "It's just that you've been zoning out a lot and keep going at your nails, please tell me if somethings wrong"
-he sighs knowing he isn't getting out of this and turns onto his side to properly look at you "You know the scar on my stomach?" now this caught you off guard but you nod anyway "Yeah the one you got when you when a child from a surgery?" "yeah that one" "What about it?"
-he lets out a sigh squeezing your hand, this obviously is causing him a lot of stress and is hard for him to say "I'm self conscious about it and before you say anything i know it's stupid ok it's just- i hate it"
-now this surprises you because he has never mentioned the scar in this way before or at all really so to hear this kinda takes you aback but you nod reassuringly to show your listening "Why have you never told me this before kitten? this clearly upsets you, but i think your scar is just another part of you that i get to love and worship"
-he scoffs slightly and lays on his back looking at the ceiling "it never really bothered me until we got more intimate and i realised that you would see this white stripe that went down the centre of my stomach and thought that it wasn't pleasant to look at"
-you frown and sit up straddling his hips and quickly push up his top, to his surprise and he quickly grabs at your wrists "Yah! s-stop" "baby, kitten it's ok, it's ok it's a scar...calm down love" you say slowly bringing your hands to stroke down his toned stomach, gently stroking across the scar in question, his quick breathing starts to regulate as he calms down and drops his hands by his side
-you slowly lean down so he has enough time to push you off and plant a solid gentle kiss on the white scar, noticing his breath hitch at the acton, you look up and him still kissing the scar and continue kissing all over his stomach
-"your beautiful and your scar just adds to it babe...ok?" "yeah...your right i just need to accept it" "and that will take time so don't force yourself to ok?" '''Yes i know...i love you" "i love you to kitten"
Changbin:
-you walked in on the unfortunate sight of Changbin sitting on your bed with a pillow in his arms as he cries sniffling slightly whilst looking at his phone.
-"baby whats wrong?" you say quickly walking over to him, his head shoots up and quickly puts the phone down and wipes his eyes trying to compose himself
-"it's nothing really just me getting into my thoughts a bit too much" he says you grab the phone and read what he was looking at, hate comments
-"My god look at the state of Changbin he's packed on the pounds lol"
-"how is he still a member like he should quit seriously"
-"he can't even rap like why does he try"
"he's so fat like lay off the food"
-your mouth drops at the comments, how could people say such disgusting things about another human being, you look up at him, seeing him wrapping his arms around himself to hide, lips quivering trying not to cry but still tearing up as he looks at the floor
-you turn the phone off and toss it to the side, "baby boy you know those aren't true, you are so so talented and handsome you shouldn't even be looking at them" you say sitting closely next to him and placing a hand on his thigh and the other cupping his cheek to wipe the tears, feeling him lean into your hand
-"i know but- i just can't help it, sometimes i feel like it's true and- and i try to tell myself it's not but sometimes i can't" he says his beautiful eyes looking into yours and you pull him close hugging him tightly "Oh baby it will be ok, trust me, i know it's easier said than done but please try not to read them for your own health, and you are nothing like what those comments say you are so much more than that"
-he nods holding onto the back of your shirt tightly, you could tell the worst part was over but that there was still something he wanted to say "What is it baby boy, you can tell me?"
-he takes in a shaky breath "Do you think i'm fat?" he says, your eyes widen at this sudden question "No baby i don't, i think you are very handsome and muscly but no fat" he nods and leans back "is that the comment that bothered you most?" he nods again but doesn't say anything
-you gently lay him back and push his t-shirt up and lay next to him resting on your shoulder, you lean down and kiss him on the lips deeply whilst dragging your hand up and down his tummy and chest feeling the warm soft skin and faint bumps of his abs
-"You are beautiful" "Thank you"
Hyunjin:
-you were sitting in a jyp practice room watching Hyunjin dance, when you look away to your phone your eyes widen when you see the time and realise just how late it was making you wonder about how long he's been dancing for seeing as when you came in he was already practicing
-"Babe it's 11:48 lets go back home" you say starting to look for your stuff that you put down somewhere when you entered
-"i need to stay longer you go ahead though i'll see you back at home" he says hunching over dripping with sweat and breathing heavily that he is almost wheezing
-you stop what your doing and walk over to him "Babe you've been practicing for 8 hours, you need rest and lots of it so come on go grab your phone and bag" you say placing a hand on his face feeling the sweat and heat instantly he huffs and stands straight "You don't get it i need to perfect this now i- i can't continue to fail at it" he says walking over to his phone by the couches, confused cause you watched him do the same dance for the past four hours and saw nothing wrong
-"Babe you have perfected it but you won't if you are exhausted and can't stand plus why do you need to perfect it now" you say sitting next to him "Cause all i'm seen as is the pretty face and nothing else and i want to show that i'm not just that"
-it made sense now, he did constantly get told that he is the pretty face but not recognised for his talent "I get that but baby boy you don't need to prove that to anyone cause you know you aren't just a pretty face and thats what counts"
-"i understand that but...i don't know, i just feel like i need to show them i'm more than the pretty face" he says going to stand up only you flinch and fall back down, you quickly lean over checking for any visible injuries but you see his grabbing his foot
-"Did you roll your ankle? what happened?" he shakes his head and you take his shoe and sock off to see his foot covered in blisters "Oh baby, this is why you shouldn't practice so long you're damaging your body"
-he nods as you apply plasters from the first aid bag that was in the cabinet behind you, when you finish you put his leg down and switch positions putting him on your lap, he leans into you and ends up dozing off
Jisung:
-Jisung lets out a long whine as you start to kiss his neck, your hands wandering down his body, clothes already forgotten about as you start to roll his nipples in between your fingers causing him yo arch his back and his mouth drop open in pleasure
-"That feel good baby boy? Hmm? that feel nice on you beautiful little nipples?" you say teasingly into his ear nibbling his ear lobe "Uh ye-ah! yes it does...fuck oh!"
-you sit up looking down at his already fucked out face, cheeks bright red, eyes glazed over and lips raw from kissing "Fuck... just look at you baby, so fucking pretty, did you know that? you're so pretty and amazing for me" his eyes roll back at the praise and he nods moaning loudly
-you smirk and drag your hand down his chest to his waist stroking it softly "God just look at your waist, so tiny and small my hands go all the way round it" you say giving his waist a squeeze
-you get in between his legs and put his legs on top of yours and lean over him kissing him deeply, you slowly insert yourself into his quivering hole causing him to cling to your back and pull close to you, his mouth dropping open and little noises escaping him at the feel of the stretch
-"That feel good baby boy, me fucking you deep and hard cause thats what you deserve, you deserve so much, you understand baby?" you say picking up that pace as you pound into him, he nods moaning loudly
-"Tell me you understand baby?" you say slowing down slightly causing him to open his eyes and start to thrust his hips down against yours "Yes i uh i know i des-ah! deserve this... fuck! Ugh yes!" he says panting and gasping desperate for you to pick up the pace
-"Good boy baby, i love you" you say thrusting into him at full speed causing him to scratch at your back "I love you to-ah!"
Felix:
-something about Felix you always adored was his beautiful freckles, you didn't know what but they are one of your favourite things about him, but when you see freckle remover in the bathroom on the sink one morning your heart shatters
-seeing as he was the only one with freckles it was easy to tell it was his, but you just couldn't work out why, you thought he had accepted them throughout his life, you need to ask him
-walking into the living room you see your beautiful boyfriend in your hoodie which is too big on him and a pair of sweatpants sitting on the couch curled up in a blanket dozing off slightly
-up walk towards him sitting next to him bringing him into your arms, he comes round and sees it's you and snuggles into you shoulder, you take in a breath knowing this is going to be sensitive
-"Baby boy?" "Hmm?" "Why is there freckle remover in the bathroom?" you let out a breath but stop breathing for a second when you feel him go rigid
-"Umm...i-i just um i don't know" he says sitting up so he can look at you you look at him with a soft gaze trying to not make him feel nervous "I thought you liked your freckles?" he looks down slightly "I do but...i don't know i just felt a bit insecure about them lately and i was so bothered that i wanted them gone...i know it's a stupid thing to get worked up about but i just wanted to see them gone i guess"
-you can tell this runs deep and personal to Felix and that although he has accepted them he still has a tough time truly trying to like them seeing as this runs back to his childhood when he hated them
-you nod understandingly and bring him close you cup his cheek and stroke your thumb across his cheek across the freckles he lets his body relax and lean into the touch
-"Thats ok Sunshine you aren't always going to feel 100% all the time about yourself and in general, we all have rough days and or longer than that but thats just being human sweetheart"
-he nods knowing your right cause he has really accepted the freckles but just lately they have been bringing him down, you lean forward and place a gentle kiss on his cheek and repeat the process several times causing him to go into a giggling fit gripping your wrists with his small hands as you grabbed his cheeks and turned his head back and forth
-"enough, enough please haha!" "Ok, ok but make sure to take a moment a realise just how pretty you are baby and that your freckles are part of that, ok they add to your aussie nature" he starts laughing but stops to kiss you deeply "thank you, really i needed to hear that" "Any day baby boy"
Seungmin:
-you had just finished making dinner for you and Seungmin and were about to call him when he suddenly appeared in the kitchen behind you
-"Jesus! Minnie don't do that, i nearly dropped the food" you say as you walk to the living room cause you were both going to watch a movie and eat your dinner
-he giggles slightly but something is off, he seems to be zoning out and not paying attention, you sit on the couch and hand him his dinner thinking it is best for you to talk about it after dinner
-it wasn't until you look away from the tv and see Seungmin playing with his food not really eating it, you pause the movie a put your plate on the table in front of you and turn to face him deciding it is best to bring it up now
-"Minnie baby whats wrong?" you say going to grab his plate and put it on the table as well, he lets out a small sigh and shakes his head "It's nothing really, its just... i think it's best i go on a diet, i mean our comeback is soon and i want to be in my best shape"
-you clearly have confusion on your face and took to long to respond cause he looks up at you "What?" "You can't be serious baby, you are already thin enough, comeback or not you don't need to lose any weight, what made you think this?"
- he fidgets with his fingers picking at the skin round his nail slightly "i don't know i just think i could look better for stay and the comeback" you can tell he is clearly a bit bothered by this
-"Baby i don't know what made you think that but you don't need to change anything about yourself for stay, comeback or not you are perfect to me and stay ok?"
-he nods and you pull him close leaning to grab the plates and snuggle together on the couch to finish the movie "You don't need to finish the meal if your don't want to but please don't miss out on meals or anything like that ok, i want you to be healthy"
-"I won't don't worry, ok", you quickly finish your meal and you push him to lay back kissing him intently your hands traveling down his sides
-"I love you so much, you don't need to change at all ok?" "i love you to and thank you i know"
Jeongin:
-Jeongin has been feeling really down lately about his performing and it has been taking a toll on his health, you noticed this in his schedule seeing the other members leave but not Jeongin and when he did come back he was either exhausted or his throat was raw
-and today was one of those days and he came back 4 hours after the other members left exhausted from dancing, stumbling through the door he drops his bag and sees you on the couch waiting for him
-"Hey baby, did you have a long day?" you say standing and walk over to him and cup his cheek pushing his hair back from his sweaty face and plant a kiss on his cheeks
-he nods, clearly exhausted so you tell him to go shower and to meet you in the bedroom after, he nods and starts to make his way towards the bathroom
-25 minutes laters he comes into the bedroom wearing nothing but a t shirt and boxers clearly feeling the heat of the shower and falls onto the bed next to you quickly snuggling under the covers and curls up next to you to retain heat
-you look at him fondly and pull him close "You need to stop staying so late after everybody and focus on your health more baby, you've lost a bit of weight and we want you to be healthy" you say gently, you see his head nod knowing that he needs to get his schedule under control and health back up
-"I know i've just been really discouraged lately with my performing and think i should be doing better for stay and the group" "And thats fine baby but make sure you're being healthy about it and doing it with your members knowing so they can know you're being safe and not overworking yourself"
-"i know and i know i need to get my health back in order, cause i think i lost some weight" "Yeah baby you have but take baby steps don't throw yourself in ok" you say turning on your side to face him and he lays on his back
-Jeongin lets out a stretch and yawn raising his arms high causing shirt to go up exposing his cute tummy, you quickly put your hand on his warm tummy and start rubbing softly noticing him tense then quickly relax
-"That feel nice baby?" you say moving your hand downwards lightly grazing over his slowly growing bulge, his hips stutter but he nods letting out a broken whine at the loss of contact as you move your hand away and up to his waist
-you smile teasingly and pull him in for a kiss, kissing him deeply causing him to grip your arm and pull you down onto him letting out a whine in desperation
-you pull back smirking "Now now baby, what did we just say, you need rest and to get your health up you need sleep so you can tackle this tomorrow but right now baby boy lets sleep i'm sure you're exhausted?" "Come on... fine lets sleep...i love you" "I love you too baby boy more than ever"
-would walk up to you whilst you're talking to someone and grab your bicep and start feeling it up
-wouldn't be shy to show how much he loves your muscular body
-when you wear shorts he will randomly slap your thighs cause of how buff they are
-loves when you approach him and put your hands round his waist and look down at him forcing him to look up at you
-won't take shit from anyone who talks bad about you
-"Yo ain't she too muscly for a women like she shou-" "Excuse me? did i ask for your opinion on my buff, amazing, strong, girlfriend... no i didn't so shut your annoying mouth"
Yoongi:
-won't tell you often but he loves your size difference
-like loves it cause he loves the idea of being so small under you
-when you manhandle him he could just ascend
-if he's in the kitchen getting a drink and you walk up behind him and wrap your strong arms round is smaller waist he will melt and nuzzle into your chest wanting more cause he is lil meow meow
-would definitely try to secretly get you to give him affection and it could just be a hand on his thigh cause he loves comparing the difference
-would deny if you tried to confront him about comparing your size difference
-"Baby, what are you doing?" you say as you see him trying to secretly compare your hand size to his, he blushes deeply and slowly puts his hands down but you quickly grasp his and pull it to your lips and kiss his knuckles "N-nothing, i'm doing uh nothing"
Hoseok:
-loves it
-would see you as a jungle gym
-you are a literal climbing frame
-you would be sitting on the couch when suddenly you hear quick footsteps approaching and a sudden figure land in your lap
-would absentmindedly grab your arms and squeeze them without realising
-would find comfort in you bear hugging him, being big spoon
-would come see you at the gym and would shout out praises not caring for the people around
-"Woooooah! Y/N! Ya!" he says jumping on the spot "Babes could you tone it down a bi-" "Woah! Look at your abs they looks so good!"
Namjoon:
-would see you as a model and would make sure you know that
-thinks you are so confident and praises how cool you are
- you would both go to the gym together but he would zone out just watching you deadlifting
-likes the size difference between the two of you
-would purposely make himself look small so your would look giant next to him
-loves straddling your lap when he's working or just sitting in it
-when you lie in bed and you run your hands up his side and pull him close effortlessly
-loves when you kiss the back of his neck, literally makes him weak
Jimin:
-he loves it
- loves feeling like prey under your predatory gaze
-loves how small you make him feel
-when your in bed together and he straddles your lap the sight of your big vainy hands on his plush thighs sends him and when you drag them to his ass giving it a firm squeeze his eyes just roll back and he lets out a broken whine
-when trying to reach something you put on the top shelf he will eventually call for you to help and when you do you place a hand on his waist and lean over him, causing him to look up at you chin
-loves placing his hands all over your body not in an intimate way but just comparing how big and muscly your body is to his tiny hands
-loves when you manhandle him as well, randomly lifting him up, shifting him on the couch, when fucking
Taehyung:
-he loves the size difference and your strength more than anything
-would ask you to open stuff just to see your muscles flex and he most likely doesn't need what he asked you to open
-loves when you grab his hair at the base of his neck and pull it back forcing him to look up at you
-when your intimate he loves you being over him and running your hands all over him seeing just how small he is to you and Taehyung isn't tiny so thats just a bigger turn on for him
-when he wears your clothes he sits for a second holding the collar of your t-shirt to his nose and just basks in your scent for a moment before breaking out into a blush
-loves it when you randomly pull him towards you pressing your chests together, your hand at the small of his back your face leaning into his neck kissing along his jaw making his head tilt to the side for easy access
Jungkook:
-he loves it, like he loves comparing his muscles to yours
-he does try to one up you a lot with your muscles and height but he know he really loves that your bigger in muscles and taller
-would be a bit shy to let you know ho much he love your height difference and that your more dominant
-you use this to your advantage and back him into the wall, arm by his head and hand on his waist pulling his hips flush against yours
-"Yeah baby? That turn you on?" "Y-yeah it uh it does" he says stuttering and looking down at your hand practically encasing his waist seeing as it was tiny "Thats really cute bun"
-would get blushy even months into the relationship when you flex your muscles or show the difference in your height
Hello!! how are you i hope you're doing ok, can i maybe get a sub!jisung like something cute about how he gets jealous and stuff, so the reader has to make it up to him?? :)
i am SO sorry i haven't been active at all recently but i am trying 😅
You and Jisung had planned to go out on a date to a nice small cafe because of their latest comeback to congratulate him on it, you arrive at the dorms at 5:00 and knock on the door, after waiting a couple seconds the door opens but not by Jisung but Felix instead, he looks like he just woke up seeing that his hair was a mess and he was squinting his eyes at the light, but you don't blame him they've been working hard over the past couple weeks with promotions.
You smile looking down at him "Hey Lix, just woke up?" you question stepping into the dorm as he moves back to invite you in.
He just grunts and scratches the back of his head "Not really, i've been trying but a certain someone wouldn't shut up about a date he was going on today" he says sending you a knowing look, you just smile sheepishly laughing nervously "Well he's gonna be gone for a while and maybe the night so hopefully you'll get a nights rest" you say trying to make up for his lack of sleep he just nods, says have fun a goes back to bed.
Not too long later you hear the heavy bounding steps of the one and only Han Jisung as he comes bouncing towards you. "Baby!!" he shouts jumping into your arms and wrapping his legs round your waist."Hi baby boy i've missed you" you say gripping under his thighs and kissing his cheeks, he Giggles and nuzzles into your neck. "I've missed you too i've been so busy and tired i just couldn't make time, sorry" he says a small frown on his lips you put him down leaning down to plant a kiss on his pouty lips before saying "It's ok bubba you've been working hard, but now lets get going we're going to miss our reservation come on" he smiles instantly grabbing your hand and starts running out the door.
-time skip to the end of your date but still in cafe-
You sit in front of him holding his hand gently as he rants about something Changbin said but you weren't really listening, you were to caught up in admiring your beautiful boyfriend. He stops as a waitress comes up next to your table with her pad and pen and stands closer to you than you would've liked but not being rude you just straighten your posture and look up at her "Is everything going well with your meal?" she asks a bit too sweetly and looks at you with a bright fake smile "Yes thank you we were just finishing and wondering if you could get small drinks please?" you said looking at her, she nods after taking your orders she takes your plate, as you hand it to her she purposefully touches your hand in taking it off of you then turns to pick up Jisungs but a bit more hastily causing him to flinch a bit at the sudden change in attitude. "I'll be right back to bring you your drinks" and turns swiftly.
You turn back to Jisung with a smile only for it to drop seeing a change in his body language, he has wrapped his arms round himself and isn't looking at you and has a frown on his lips, you reach your hand out to him for him to take but he just stares at it "Whats wrong baby boy? Do you wanna go home instead?" you ask a bit worried incase his anxiety was coming on. He looks up at you through his lashes and tightens his grip round himself hunching his shoulders up "I don't know, would you rather take her home instead?" he mutters out before looking down, it takes you a second to process what he means until it clicks, he's jealous. You smirk slightly gripping his forearm gently before rubbing your thumb along his arm and send him a warm smile "Baby boy are you jealous? Of her ?" He quickly looks up and nods his head slightly now feeling silly at why he was jealous because he knows you wouldn't do anything like that but he was just a bit nervous. "Oh baby boy don't be silly you think i find her attractive? She is practically 80% plastic" that got a giggle out of him and he quickly covers his mouth, you smile and grab his hand about to say something until you see her walking towards your table with your drinks.
"Here you are, is there anything else i can get you?" she says looking at you, you can feel Jisung curling in on himself out of nervousness so you grab his hand placing a kiss on the back of it and turn to her smiling "No thank you me and my boyfriend are fine but we are sorry but we're just going to go, we've been getting some unwanted attention all night, isn't that right baby?" you say starting to grab your coat and stand up to leave you see Jisung smiling trying not to laugh at the waitresses face of shock whilst also getting his coat, you look at her seeing her face scarlet with anger and humiliation and she storms away. You both leave the cafe laughing and head back to your flat
-time skip to your flat-
You get into the flat and take your shoes and coats of before quickly pinning Jisung to the wall, he squeaks in the sudden movement and grabs your shoulders looking up at you with confusion "I think you deserve an apology? Don't you think baby, with how oblivious i was to how you were feeling?" "No it's ok re-" "No i don't think so, so to make up for it you get to choose what we do next ok?" He nods slowly and you can already guess but you want to hear him say it "Can we g-go to the uh the bedroom pl-lease?" "Of course baby, your choosing what happens tonight" he smiles nodding and grabs your hand and run to the bedroom giggling.
You get to the bedroom and you pull him close and lift him arms up pulling off his jumper and your own t-shirt in the process and push him onto the bed him leaning on his shoulders and you in between his legs and hunched over his torso looking down at him "So baby boy what do you want now?" you question as you slowly drag your hand down his body starting at his bobbing adams apple then grazing your thumb over his collar bone, done further your gently rub his nipples causing him to moan his mouth dropping and legs shifting trying to rub together but can't as you are in between them. You suddenly pinch his nipple causing him to gasp and twitch making him look at you but you just smile and lower yourself onto him and place your mouth over the small hard bud licking it gently, his head lolls back, eyes rolling back as well and his arms give out causing him to fall flat on his back, that not stopping you as your hand starts to rub and pinch the other bud.
"Ah! Y/N plea-uh! Mo-ove lower...ah!" he stutters out and grips your hair pushing you down slightly, and since you said he can choose you do moving down his chest planting kissed on his soft tummy and unbuckle his belt and swiftly pull his jeans along with his briefs off his thin pale legs. "What do you want now baby?" you say rubbing his thighs whilst kissing his inner thigh he looks down already looking a flushed mess "Ca-an you please...please touch me?" he says you nod and start dragging your fingers over his hard leaking cock "Here?" he twitches at the sensation but shakes his head, you drag them to his balls holding them gently "Here?" he moves a bit more "Low-wer" you smile and drag them to his small fluttering hole rubbing round the muscle gently "Here?" he nods quickly and starts rutting down to try and feel your touch more. You grant him that wish but before doing so you say "Baby boy, do you wanna go the full way or do you just wanna cum?" "Cum please I'm to tired to do any more than that" he says quietly whilst looking at your moving figure as you start moving upwards "Ok baby but you need to open your mouth for me" he does wordlessly and you slip two fingers in his mouth, which he quickly latches onto sucking on then eagerly then coating them in saliva, after a couple seconds you pull them out scooping up some of the spit that fell out his mouth and whilst watching his chest move quickly you bring your hand down to his hole and circle the twitching muscle and gently press into it causing his mouth to open and back to arch slightly.
"That feel good baby boy, you like when i finger your pretty little hole?" he just moans letting out a breath before nodding, but you don't like that answer so your quicken your actions moving your fingers quicker moving them in and out quickly causing him to arch his back even more letting out a constant little "Ah!" "Words baby" you say lowly kissing up his neck and lobe of his ear "Ye-es i li-ah! like it whe-fuck! when you finger my ho-aaaahh! Fuck! i'm gon-gonna cummm uuhh!" "Then cum baby bot this is about you" you say picking the pace up even more, his body tenses and his moans increase and he cums, thighs quivering and body twitching from cumming untouched and for just being really sensitive in general. After a couple minutes from coming down from his high he looks at where you were not realising he went into subspace and tuned out you moving, only for you to return with a bowl with warm water and a cloth, you give him many praises and kisses and clean him off not long stripping your jeans leaving your boxers on and slip in bed next to him pulling him close so he's little spoon but not without him complaining about not getting you off feeling your hard on against his ass "It's ok baby it will go down, plus this was about you not me ok baby now get to sleep you've had a hard couple of weeks" "Ok, i love you" "I love you too bubbs"
-but even when you're not being intimate as well he would demand attention and for you to just admire him
-like you must be dramatic about it
-"Oh! You majesty how kind of you for letting me fuck you" "Ya! Don't push it"
-would probably still have a sassy attitude after you blow his back out
-"Hmm well i guess that was adequate" "Oh really baby, then can you go get me a glass of water please?"..."Well played y/n, well played"
Yoongi:
-fluffy baby kitten alert!
-is a baby boy, angel, kitten
-lives off of cuddles and head pats
-would come home change into a hoodie and boxers and walk up to you and straddle your lap and snuggle into your lap and you wrap your arms around his back holding him close
-would get shy at random points
-sitting in the living room together and you stroke your hand through his hair and pull him close he will blush and try to cover his face
-whilst he is riding you, you run your hands up his thighs going round and squeezing his ass you tell him he is taking you so well and he will stutter in his pace and hunch forward dropping his head in embarrassment at how much that effected him
Hoseok:
-Giggley baby
-lives to make you happy, feel good
-loves compliments, praise, being reassured anything good he thrives off of it
-is a plushie prince will always have a plushie with him in subspace, it's a comfort thing
-will ask you to name them and will love every name
-buries himself in pillows and plushies when you fuck him letting out "Uh!" a lot
-loves to cuddle, snuggle, straddle your lap, hugs
-wears baggy hoodies, sometimes your shorts
Namjoon:
-boy is shy
-he would be a bit more hesitant to be in subspace around you not because of you just because he was nervous of how you would think of him
-so tell him he came be comfortable around you and doesn't need to worry
-after being in subspace for a while he realises he's fine and relaxes completely
-would be shy asking for your stuff like hoodies, shorts, food
-sweater paws
-gets blushy easily
-wants to help with things cooking, making the bed, anything
Jimin:
-babyboy
-the squishiest member, sub anything
-thrives off of you touching him any way
-stroking his hair, cheek, rubbing up his back, stroking a hand over his stomach, groping his ass or thighs
-loves praise
-depending on his mood he will be confident or shy and bashful in subspace
-when you are in bed and he's tired he loves when you drag your hands over him, just loving touches
-when getting intimate he loves when you grip his jaw and turn his head to you and tilt it back so he's looking up at you
-and then start dragging them down his sides, waist to ass
-loves if you use your height to dominate him cause he loves feeling small next to you as you tower over him
Taehyung:
-baby is very bubbly and laughing
-loves playing with your hands, loves just to be fidgeting with something
-loves when you hug him, spoon him, lift him
-would also have a plushie with him
-loves to eat in subspace, you don't know why but he just always eats, but of course you make the food and feed him the food
-loves maying on his back as you pound him face turning away, mouth open letting out moans and hands clutching the pillows and sheets
Jungkook:
-nervous
-nervous to be in subspace
-nervous to let you know
-nervous cause he feels like he isn't suppose to be a sub but a dom
-but he just isn't and you know that
-needs lots of kisses, hugs and compliments
-gets a bit insecure about himself so you need to praise certain areas of him more than others
-very sensitive to touch when being intimate it's like everything is heightened
-when you fuck him he is on his knees and arched over hands not supporting him moaning and whining and when he cums you keep going just until you overstimulate him to the point he is twitching
-i feel like Chan gets off to you touching him and being able to see you, so if you don't let let him touch you, put him in a blindfold and teasingly touch him....oh boy you will make him a whimpering mess
-like blindfold him and tie his hands above his head and gently lightly drag your fingers down his neck, chest stopping at his nipples just as gently you twirl your fingers around the now perky bud and continue dragging your hands down his chest,
-"Ah! C-c'mon stop teasing me...Ah! Mmmh!" "Now now Channie this is what you get for being a bad pup and you know this"
-you stroke your fingers over his hard cock gently barely even touching him causing him to twitch, moaning in surprise and pleasure his thighs twitching with the sensitivity
-"Uh! Please, please let me touch you or-or see you, please!" "Aww baby boy are you getting needy, ok i'll let you see and touch me if you confess that what you done was bad and that you apologise?" "Aah! ok ok i'm sor-uh! Fuck! i'm sorry i was a bad boy and made mummy mad" "Good boy Channie, i'll take the blindfold off and let you touch and cum" "Thank you"
Minho:
-bondage
-oh boy...Minho is a brat in general and likes to rile you up so i feel like it's a 50/50 with him depending on his mood
-would annoy, tease and taunt you just to get your reaction and punish him
-would be keening when he sees you pull out the rope that you know he loves
-you do an over the head tie to restrict him from touching anything and moving as it connects to his legs
-"Is that tight enough?" "Hmm i don't know it could be tighter"
-you would be just as bratty and drag your fingers along his body, riling him up more making him more needy, you would do just simple touches on him for a good amount of time to the point that he is twitching at every touch begging for you to fuck him
-"Are you sorry about being a needy brat?" "Ye-es i am just ple-ah! please let me cum, fuuck!"
Changbin:
-orgasm control
-i mean like you say when he cums and when he doesn't
-and what you do with it
-your jerking him off whilst rubbing up his stomach but have a cock ring on him, getting him to his high only to be denied the pleasure cause of the cock ring
-would cave quickly after being denied 4 orgasms
-saying he's sorry for what he'd done and to please let him come cause he promises to be a good boy
-"i-i'm sorry mummy, please aah! le-let me cummm!" "Hmm i'm not sure you're being honest you just wanna cum like the little slut you are?" "No! I'm really sorry, i mea-ahh!"
-you cave at the end and let him cum though he is to sensitive for anything else, and won't cum the rest of the night
Hyunjin:
-brat, degrading
-this boy lives to anger you
-wants you to hate fuck him to the point he doesn't know anything but your name
-loves and i mean loves when you slap his ass randomly cause it reminds him of who's in charge
-loves when you pound into him from behind forcing his back to arch and you grip his long hair, your elbow slightly digging between his shoulders as you whisper "Look who's being a good little slut for me now" , "Look at you just a desperate little whore"
-saying stuff like that and pound him hard enough he will do anything you wish, just ask
Jisung:
-blindfold,
-blindfolded and not knowing what else was going to happen
-that sense of the unknown of what you might have is what's turning him on
-just him laying there with no idea on whats about to happen, so random touches on his chest, nipples, around his dick but not where he needs it most to the point he is a twitching mess
-you would surprise him with the biggest strap on you bought and fuck him with no remorse
-he would be a moaning, drooling, overstimulated mess
Felix:
-overstimulation
-you would give him the extra challenge of not tying his hands and making him control himself enough to not touch you
-you were mad at you sunshine because he lied to you about eating all his meals food the past week neglecting to look after himself
-so of course you whip out the big guns a dildo that is three sizes bigger than what you fuck him with and actually shoots out a lot of fake cum , a vibrating cock ring, vibrator to put in him and a vibrating ridged butt plug
-he is gone, moaning, whimpering and twitching, you would be using the vibrator on his cock with the cock ring on him and also be pumping the dildo out his ass
-when you all finish he is blissed out he apologised and has a small swell in his tummy which is filled with cum
Seungmin:
-voyeurism
-now with this it will alternate between the both of you
-you force him to watch you play with yourself moaning and groaning having orgasms whilst he can't move, touch, do anything
-but it will also switch but you are still in control telling him what to do and what he can't do but you won't touch yourself at all...maybe a little
-you would tell him to edge himself multiple times and cum when you say so leaving him with twitching thighs and a sensitive dick
Jeongin:
-silent treatment
-what i mean is you both start making out getting heated to the point he is needy and begging and you just stop
-like you pull away and bring up what he had done and tell him to stay still whilst you barely teased him to the point of just you skimming your hand along his cock would make him jolt and moan
-you wouldn't say anything until he said he was sorry and what for saying he will be your good boy and he's sorry
-you love him to much to put him through anymore quickly getting him to cum and he falls asleep right after
HOW COULD YOU NOT BE PROUD OF THE LAST REQUEST I SENT LIKE ITS SO GOOD MY HEART IS EXPLODING DONT DOUBT YOURSELF ITS AMAZING AND YOUR WRITING IS JUST SO GOOD!! ISTG I AM INLOVE ♡♡
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