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For You
Pairing: Yuta x reader
Warning: voyeurism?, (mutual) masturbation, dirty talk
Word Count: 914
The best thing about Yuta and your relationship is how open and willing you are to trying new things, especially in the bedroom. Hence why you were so comfortable telling him about your new found voyeurism kink. His response was simple: “I’ll keep that in mind.”
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sitting on johnny’s lap, catching your breath after cumming on his thigh, and he slaps your ass, whispering to you how good you were for him.
Like OP said ⬇️
those hands look a lot like jaehyun’s, so imagine cuddling with him after a bad day or something, and he just holds you close, caressing your thighs while you vent to him.
Hello! Idk if you’re still active on here but I was wondering if you had the video of two boys and one was neck kissing the other one?? I can’t remember if I saw it here but it was tagged as jinmin 🙈
Hey, Im still here, but its really hard to be active when the entire porn community has been more or less banned:( also i couldnt find it, im so sorry
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[10:03am] Jaehyun hissed at the warm feeling of your walls wrapped around him as he pushed into you fast and hard. His hand pulled you back by the neck, your upper back touching his chest while his warm tongue played with yours. “Do you like that, baby?” He grunted. His fast thrusts and the pressure on your neck brought tears to your eyes. Jaehyun felt the salty liquid on his lips, quickly detaching himself from your lips, he loosened his grip on your neck and lowered his arm to your waist. “Am I hurting you?” he asked and you whined. “No, please don’t stop.”
I have this fantasy of being in the back of a van with Jaehyun late at night with his members asleep around us while I try to keep quiet as he bounces me on his dick oof
It was a long drive back to the dorm and you were happy to be squeezed into the very back with Jaehyun. Jungwoo and Mark and Doyoung were all in the van as well, but they were all fast asleep and according to Jaehyun, they were deep sleepers as well.
The manager had the radio playing, and the sound of the night DJs of whatever station he was listening to was loud enough that you were certain he couldn’t hear you and Jaehyun whispering in the backseat.
“It’s dark and they’re all asleep,” Jaehyun whispers. “Please, baby, let me fuck you.”
You knew it was a bad idea. Anyone could wake up. There could be a car accident and that would just be awkward if they find you with your pants around your ankles and Jaehyun’s cock inside you.
“It’ll be okay.” Jaehyun kisses your shoulder and tugs at your leg trying to get you to slide over into his lap.
You sigh and cast another look up to the front of the van. The other guys are still asleep, the manager is staring at the road, and everything around you is dark enough to hide you as you quickly move over to Jaehyun’s lap.
He helps you out of your pants quickly, pushing them down your legs and then spreading your thighs so your legs fall over either side of his lap. You lean back against his chest as Jaehyun snakes an arm around your waist to touch you.
“God, you’re already so ready for me, aren’t you?” He hums in your ear, his fingers moving pleasurably over your body. When he presses a single finger inside you, testing you, you bite your lip and wiggle, wanting more and more.
He does this for a few more minutes, touching you, making sure you’re stretched and turned on enough, and at one point he reaches over and slides a small bottle of lube out of his bag and squirts it out just to help make things easier.
“Lean up.” He whispers to you when he’s satisfied with how turned on and ready you are. “Stay quiet, baby.”
You’d whimpered when you felt his hand on your hip, helping you move up enough that he could unfasten his pants with one hand and pull his dick out.
You hear the quiet sound of him running his hand over his length, lubing himself up a bit, and he bites back his own moans.
Jaehyun eases you back gently, pressing his cock against your entrance, and letting you move back on him slowly until you feel so full and you’re sitting on his lap with his cock deep inside of you.
It feels amazing to be like this while in the moving car. Every bump in the road drives him inside you and the vibrations of the machinery all around you has you dropping your head forward and digging your teeth into your lip.
Jaehyun’s hands keep touching you and after a moment, once he’s checked again to make sure everyone’s asleep, he places his hands on your hips and starts helping you bounce on his dick.
It’s tough staying quiet.
You feel so close before things have even really started. Just the naughtiness of the situation has you so turned on you could cum quickly.
Jaehyun slides a hand up under your shirt, moving straight to a nipple, rolling it between his fingers, tugging and pinching. You can’t help the little cry that escapes your lips.
He freezes, sinking you down in his cock, but then not moving.
You glance up to the front of the van and notice the manager glancing back at the pair of you, but the can’t dark enough that he probably can’t make out more than the vague shape of someone or maybe two people sitting in the backseat. The other guys are still asleep, Jungwoo’s head lolling against the window and Mark’s head on his shoulder.
“Quiet.” Jaehyun repeats, and then he slowly starts moving again. He pushes you up so his cock is just barely inside you anymore, and with his hands fixed on your hips, he moves you, bouncing you shallowly only there at the top of his cock. It drives you wild.
He does this for a few minutes and then he slowly eases you back down his cock, pulling you back to rest against his chest. “I’m going to cum inside of you and then I’ll take care of you, but you have to keep quiet, alright?”
You nod.
Jaehyun’s careful as he maneuvers you back into position and bounces you back on his cock, faster and faster, and you worry that the others will be able to hear the wet sound of his cock sliding in and out of you, and the quiet sound of your skin sometimes slapping against his.
You bite your lip hard enough you’re afraid it might bleed, the pleasure builds in your core, thinking of Jaehyun’s face right now. You wish you could turn around and see but there’s not enough room in the backseat for that.
When Jaehyun cums, he buries his face in the joint between your neck and shoulder, biting down harshly to muffle any of his moans, and he holds you down on his cock, filling you nicely with his warm cum.
The pulsing of his cock inside of you makes you wiggle your hips, trying to get more of him, needing that push toward your own orgasm.
Jaehyun licks and sucks at that spot he bit and you lift your hand to muffle a whimper that escapes. He smirks against your skin and pats your hip.
“I said to stay quiet, baby.” He all but pushes you off of his cock, reaching down at the same time to help you pull your pants back up. You want to cry and to beg him to give you his cock or his fingers or anything. You just want to cum.
Jaehyun tucks himself away, brushes his fingers through his hair, and then glances out the window. “We’re almost to the dorm.” He says in a normal volume. In front of you, Mark stirs, looking up to check the view out the window as well, and Jaehyun smirks at you and nods over at the seat beside him.
In a quieter voice than the one he’d just used he tells you, “I’ll take care of you later. I promise.”
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To all of my female identifing followers❤️
Boys Like Girls Like Boys (m)
paring; Han jisung x reader. bangchan x reader.
warnings; explicit sexual content, nosebleeds, swearing.
description; bisexual!jisung, virgin!reader, college!au.
a/n: this fic includes sexual content about 00’s liners. If you aren’t okay with that, then idk don’t read it! kisses to my bitches!
Jisung likes boys.
He likes the way they look at him, more specifically. When their eyes trail up from his long legs to meet his own gaze. His heart skips a beat when they brush past him with a hand at the small of his back. He likes to be flirted with. There’s something warm in the sturdy embrace.
Jisung also, maybe.. maybe.. like girls too.
He likes the softness of their touch, the tenderness when they hug him. Their small hands in his. Or maybe, he just likes you.
He remembers coming out to you, he’s crying before he can even get the words out. You hold him in your arms in your shared apartment for what feels like hours. You can’t say you never saw it coming, he’s only ever talked about boys.
He’s doing it right now.
“It’s not a thing.”
“You gave him a blowjob how is it not a thing?”
He wrinkles his nose, “Point taken.”
It’s raining, which you hate but he loves. He convinces you to make cookies and watch anime. Two batches and three seasons later the boredom begins to creep in, which can be very dangerous for the two of you. He’s currently gushing over his newest escapade, a junior in his art history lecture named Minho.
“How was it? Was it fun?” You ask after taking a bite of your cookie.
He shrugs, “I mean, you do what it takes to get the job done, you know?” He says before stealing the treat from you, to your apathetic dismay.
“I don’t know, I’ve never gotten that far.”
The look he gives you is absolutely comical, he chokes on the food in his mouth.
“N-never? But you always give me sex advice?” He clears his throat, your cheeks burn.
“It’s just common sense! Wrap it before you tap it, don’t put out on the first date.. textbook stuff..”
“So you’ve never done anything? No way can I take more dick than you.” This earns him a kick in the leg as an attempt to conceal your embarrassment for annoyance, it works.
“I just.. I dunno I guess I never put myself out there.”
The air shifts in the room, you can tell he wants to say something by the way he’s twiddling his thumbs. You gulp, pause, ask.
“Why the sudden interest in my sex life?”
You ask to lighten the mood, it does the opposite. He gathers up the trash from your coffee table and places the dirty dishes in the sink. The anime on the tv, which is now forgotten, glows in mechanical shades, the muttering of japanese and the rain are the only sounds emitted.
“I like girls too, I think. Maybe.” His back is turned to you, he rolls up his sleeves and starts the dishes. He’s pretty like this, hair tousled, pajamas on, he’s softer like this too. The hazy light catches his face in a way that tinges your chest.
“Oh. Cool. That’s cool.”
What do you say to the boy you’re in love with when he says he’s attracted to girls?
He looks at you for a second, like he wants to say something. But he doesn’t. Instead he gathers you up in his arms and holds your flush against his chest, burring his nose into your neck. You freeze for a second, then melt like butter into his embrace, familiar and soft.
“You’re my best friend.” He all but whispers, you hum in agreement.
“You’re mine, too.”
Nothing is said after that, night falls and the rain drones on. You finish the series by ten and eat leftovers in silence. It feels unfinished, abrupt, like stopping a tredmill as you’re running full speed, like the feeling of having to sneeze but not being able to. The feeling itches at your skin but you leave it be. You push him with your hip at some point to get him to move out of the way while you empty your plate into the trash, instead he stands on his tiptoes to reach for a mug, time stops and you go frigid at the feeling of his palm pressed into the small of your back. He’s done it a hundred times before, but now it somehow feels different, less like a reflex more like something elusive, you cant put your finger on it.
——
He turns in for the night after the last episode’s credits roll, kissing the top of your head and mutters to get some sleep.
You don’t sleep a wink that night.
Instead you crane your neck trying to listen to the questionable sighs and moans coming from the room sharing a wall with yours. Your cheeks burn and everything feels hot, impossibly hot. You throw off your sheets and try to ignore the ache between your thighs which is growing stronger with each possible second.
The air feels thick and your clothes feel too warm and you try to convince yourself he not doing what you think he’s doing but its getting so hard to not assume when sounds like that are coming from him and-
You can’t say you haven’t thought about what Jisung looks like when he’s fucked out, the sounds he makes when he cums, the blush on his cheeks when it becomes too much. He tells you stories about his encounters enough to leave the rest to imagination, but the utter whimper that tears from his throat is enough to make you gasp. It’s a high pithced, agonizing sound, followed by a series of choked noises and ruffling of sheets. You press your palms into your eyes until you see stars and take deep breaths to try to slow your thumping heartbeat.
Sleep doesn’t come, the rain doesn’t stop.
——
“You look like death.” Changbin states through a mouthful of bagel, he’s rushing to finish an essay that’s due in ten minutes yet has time to damper your mood.
“No you don’t, you just look a bit tired.” Chan’s shoving a muffin and coffee into your hands before you can protest, you huff, blow a piece of hair from your face and plop onto one of the couches your friends are currently habituating in the café by your university.
Fifteen minutes. That’s how much sleep you got last night. And you can’t really call a sex dream sleeping. Moral of the story, wear earplugs to bed.
“You look flushed, are you sick?” Felix asks when you begin to fan your face with your napkin. He presses his small palm to your cheek, his hands are cold, you hold it to your face. Your cheeks haven’t stopped blushing since last night, this morning was a nightmare, Jisung forgot to lock the door before getting in the shower and you walked in on him brushing his teeth in his boxers.
He’s been working out, him Changbin and Chan all got gym passes as some new years resolution. You laughed it off until he started coming home drenched in sweat with his shirt sticking to his lean stomach, face flushed and breath heavy. He started caring more about his appearance too, dragging you to the mall to buy new clothes before a show. He’d stroll out of the fitting room in the skinniest leather pants imaginable, legs going for miles, thighs straining against the fabric-
“Oh my god your nose!” Felix is quick to react, he snatches the napkin from your hand and pinches the sides of your nose just as it begins to bleed. Deep red blood runs down your lips and chin and dots across your shirt. Chan gets up so fast his chair nearly falls back completely.
“Tilt her head back-“
“No then she’ll just swallow it-“
“Get another napkin-“
You close your eyes and try to not think about what you can’t stop thinking about but its really hard when Jisung walks through the door looking like a dream and wearing a sweater you bought for him. At this exact moment, Chan removes your napkin to see if the bleeding has stopped, it seems like it has, then another stream pours from the other nostril and he all but screams.
Jisung spots the chaos and rushes over, his hair bouncing with each step, concern washing over his face.
“What happened? Are you sick? Talk to me baby, what’s hurting you?” His hands come up to your cheeks and you can’t meet his gaze, he tucks your hair behind your ears and runs his thumbs across your cheekbones, his touch feels like flames.
You shrug him off and lean back in the chair. “M’head hurts, I don’t feel good can someone take me home.” You mutter, try to ignore the look on Jisung’s face, like a kicked puppy.
“Sure, I don’t have class anyways.” Chan says as he gathers his things, Felix decides to go too. You wave off Changbin who gives you a wad full of napkins and his hoodie before leaving. Jisung squeezes your hand before you can protest, “Text me when you get home, drink a lot of water.” You nod and the napkin soaks through, staining your napkin.
It’s still raining, thankfully Chan brought his car, Felix ushers you into the backseat and plops a stack of napkins into your lap.
“Are you dehydrated?” Chan asks after turning on the radio, shuffling through the controls before hooking up to Bluetooth.
You shake your head.
“Are you sick?”
“Not that I know of..”
“That’s so weird, I haven’t seen someone get a nosebleed like that unless it was in an anime!” Felix quips while scrolling through his phone, looking up Spontaneous Nosebleeds. “Ha! Doesn’t that only happen if the person’s like, super horny?” Chan remarks from the driver’s seat, you gasp loud enough to make him swerve into the next lane, earning a honk from another driver.
“_______, no way… that’s not physically possible.” Felix turns around in his seat, unbuckling himself to peer at you, like some kind of spectacle.
“I know! You don’t think I know that? This whole thing has been super weird.” You look out the window, mind drifting back to last night like some kind of fever dream. The muffled sounds, the heat, the ache.
“There it goes again!” Felix reaches over ungracefully to shove a napkin at your face, he manages to scratch your cheek, Chan continues driving but adds a “Don’t get blood on my car seats!”
You groan, pinch your nose for the hundredth time. “Stupid Jisung and his dumbass abs and nice thighs, what the fuck! What the fuck is up with that! Stop working out!” You mutter as an image of him doing curl ups in your shared livingroom crosses your mind.
“Jisung?” Both the boys ask in unison, Felix’s jaw is utterly slack, your cheeks burn harder.
“H-how? When?” Chan gulps from the drivers seat.
You tear up, eyes glassy and lip quivering, feeling helpless and defeated.
“I think I’m in love with him and he told me he liked girls last night and I heard him beatin’ it because out fucking walls are so thin and-“ Tears stream down your face, it mixes with the blood and its just a mess. Everything hurts. You’re still horny. Chan pulls into your complex just as felix climbs into the back seat to wipe your face off and hold you tight.
“How do we fix this?”
Felix sits back, scratches his forehead, suggests: “Well, in anime they usually need to let out all the pent up energy.”
—
Chan makes you a cup of tea, Felix brain storms how to fix you.
First attempt: Watching porn.
This is how you find yourself sitting on your bed with two of your closest friends while watching some girl get demolished in a way that can’t be pleasurable.
“She doesn’t like this, Lix.”
“How do you know?”
“Chan’s right, it looks painful.” You grimace, Felix sighs, admits defeat. At least the bleeding stopped.
Second attempt: BDSM quiz.
“Do you enjoy inflicting pain?” Chan asks while your head is in Felix’s lap, he cards the knots from your hair as a way to sooth you.
“I don’t know! I’m a virgin, the closest I’ve gotten is kissing.”
“Okay, okay, imagine these with someone you’re attracted to.”
You close your eyes, imagine biting jisung’s shoulder, him hissing from the feeling, coming up to cover your mouth with his hand and muffle your moans.
“Yeah, only a little bit.”
“Do you like being degraded?”
Jisung calling you a slut, saying how filthy you are, how much you love his co-
“Yep, this isn’t working,” you say as a trail of blood trickles down you cheek, Felix is fast, he wipes it away, you sit upright and groan as the ache grows.
“No offense but if you two don’t leave I’ll pounce on you like an animal.”
“Wait that might work!”
Attempt three: Physical touch.
Chan has nice thighs too, they feels sturdy under you when you straddle him.
“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” His big eyes peer up into yours, you bite your lip, then kiss his nose for assurance. Felix shifts awkwardly in the bed, you reach for his hand and give it a squeeze, “You can help too, after.” Your vision is hazy, eyes heavy, head light, you can feel Chan strain against your thigh, hard before you can even touch him.
Kissing Chan feels good, you come to find. His lips aren’t big and pouty for nothing, He holds your hips and rocks you against his hardness, moaning into the softness of your mouth. “How are you a virgin? You’re too good at this.” He groans when you suck into the skin of his neck, you let your hand travel down to the tent in his sweats and give the stiffness a squeeze, he’s big, you gulp. It’s different how you imagined it, a lot more wet and hot, everything seems to fizzle like the end of a flame, the ache grows in a good way. You feel bold, you take a good look at Felix, eyes smoldering with something you can’t name. He’s blushing beet red, avoiding your gaze, you smile.
“Chan, can I try something?”
He nods, lifting his hips up for you to tug at the band of his sweats, his dick is impossibly hard in his black boxers, even through the dark cotton you can see the pool of precum leaking and staining the material, you wonder what it tastes like.
“Can I suck your dick? I don’t know how but I can try.” You don’t know what to say, how do you ask your friend if you can suck him off? He can’t refuse, not when he can practically smell you dripping through your panties. He pulls down his boxers with a few rushed yanks, hands shaking with arousal, you try not to dwell on it.
You see a dick for the first time in real life. Chan has, and you cannot stress this damn enough, a perfect cock. The rosy length is curved in a way that has you clenching around nothing, it bobs with arousal and you can feel your mouth watering, you react before you can think, and lick a stride up base to tip. He inhales sharp, and decides you can fend for yourself, let inclination guide you.
Chan tastes how you imagine, you gag around him but he moans so you power through, swallowing around his length. It’s fun once you get the hang of it.
Chan’s fists are balled in the sheets, he sighs when the tip makes contact with the back of your throat.
“P-pull her hair, she likes that remember?”
You almost yelp when you hear Felix’s voice, you forgot he was even there, watching you croon over Chan’s dick, spit trailing from your mouth. You feel dirty, disgusting, horrible.
You like it.
Chan does in fact, pull your hair. He takes a handful and yanks at the roots. The fire in your chest grows, swallows you whole. You give in, devoured by flames.
“Bet you wish it was Ji’ doing this to you, huh?”
Your entire world comes down and hyperfocuses at the feeling of a cock in your throat, hot, burning tears stream down your face like waterfalls, you whimper pathetically.
You moan on his dick, he tugs harder. Tears are blinked back as you bob as fast as you can, Chan pushes you down until you feel the tufts of hair at his pubic bone tickle your nose, you swallow hard around him, it burns your throat and you ache all over.
It’s ten am on a rainy tuesday, you make one of your closest friends cum in in your mouth. It comes in spurs, he tenses up, pulls hard at your locks, lets out a terrible sound, like you’ve hurt him, then splatters against the back of your throat.
Felix gasps aloud, a tight and strangled noise, you can’t be bothered to pay any mind as you try to focus on swallowing the cum threatning to spill past your lips.
He pulls out of you and you take a deep, gasping breath, blinking hard.
He wipes your face with his sleeves, dick out, softening by the second. When did things get so messy?
“Did it work?” He asks hoarsely, out of your peripheral you catch Felix wiping himself off with his discarded hoodie.
“Lix, did you just… get off?” You ask, grimacing at the croak of your voice. He can’t look at you, he just wipes off his hands and zips his pants, feeling silly.
“You just.. let him cum in your throat like that? And for what?”
The sensation the words elicit tinges your chest, it aches like your heart’s been ripped out. You blubber, throat hurting, feeling hollow, “I-I wanted it! It felt good.”
Chan pulls you into a hug, he smells like sweat and cologne and feels warm and familiar, you almost forget that you swallowed his cum just a minute ago.
“No! no its okay _______, I just, I mean, did it work?” Felix scrambles, rubbing his hand over his face.
“No!” You cry out, “What was I thinking, I want him so bad, he- I just-“
Felix hugs you too, and it feels so terrible, you feel dirty and slutty and ashamed.
But its not horrible, you’d do it again. There’s power in having a man squirm from under you.
Chan and Felix leave by 11:00, the salty taste of cum has yet to desipate from your palate. Chan gives you a soft hug and Felix squeezes your hand.
You crawl into bed with sheets smelling like sex and sweat and boys. You pull off your pants with hands shaking, heart heavy, body aching.
How did Jisung have this effect on you when he’s not even near?
You remember once when he brought a boy home, a mutual friend of yours, neither of them attempting to conceal their pleasure as Jisung, and you quote “Got his back blown to smithereens.” He was pitchy, breathless, lewd sounds echoed through the apartment to your vague dismay.
Your hands are in your panties before you can do anything about it. Its rushed, your soaked through so bad it would be embarrassing if it weren’t just you. You just gyrate against your palm until you see stars, pushed to the edge, burning and burning and falling fast. Breathless, you fall flat against your bed, coated in sweat, heat radiating from you like you swallowed coal.
You feel slack, weighted, heavy with something you can’t name.
There’s a throat cleared. Eyes you’re quick to recognize, you bolt straight up.
“Was that payback for last night?” Jisung asks, holding a can of soup and a bottle of medicine. Realization flood your mind, seeping into every corner.
It’s polarizing, you feel like a frog on a dissection tray, pick me apart, tear me to shreds, demolish me-
“Y-you did that on purpose?”
He nods, dropping the items in his hands and striding over in two steps, he crawls onto the bed like an animal and captures your mouth in a searing kiss, so fast, so soft and elusive that it physically hurts because he’s there and he wants you.
“Fuck,” you rasp against his mouth, “Fuck you, Han Jisung.” Your fingers curl into the hair at the nape of his neck, press him closer.
“Yeah? Bet.” He mutters, moving his mouth to your throat, he sucks, hard. A moan tears through you and you clutch his back, fingers griping into his shirt. He pulls away with a lewd pop, and it’s so so good.
“Yes you asshole, please fuck me. Take me, I’m yours.” You cry, hold him to your chest like he’s a star and you orbit him, because he is, and you do.
“You have to mean it. You have to let me keep you.” He whispers against your chest, your heartbeat thrums harder. You can’t answer you just push him off and crawl out from the covers in nothing but a teeshirt and panties and Jisung gushes because you’re beautiful and blushing and his to ruin like a fucking snowbank of perfect, fresh snow. He presses on.
Hands on your thighs, dipping hard into you soft flesh, traveling up, bunching the teeshirt over your head and, fuck, you aren’t wearing a bra.
“oh my… god” He rasps, licks his lips and latches onto your nipple like a reflex. You yelp, curl in on yourself, it feels like an invisible force is connecting your pussy to your breast, you’re on fire again, everything focuses on Jisung and the feeling he’s giving you, like he knows your body better than you. His tongue swipes over your nipple again and again and it’s too much, he’s embedded in your heart now, you signed the lease over to him in full. The deal is done.
“I sucked Chan’s dick and Felix watched.” You blurt.
He stops for a moment, leans his head inbetween your breasts, you feel him blink against your sterum.
“Did you like it?”
You sigh in relief, “I would have liked it more if it were you.”
He smirks against your skin.
“That’s what I like to hear.” He meets your mouth again and its hotter this time, wetter, a clash of teeth and tounge, too hard for its own good, you reach for the hem of his sweater and pull it off. Your mouth waters, literally, you wipe the drool with your palm. He pushes you back against your pillows and slots his leg between you thighs, you gasp at the contact and he gyrates it against you as he undoes his belt with shaky hands.
“Have sex with me.” You beg, its so warbled it might as well have been a cry.
He pauses at the zipper of his pants.
“Baby, are you sure?” His big eyes search yours for any type of dismay, you just pull him down for a peck on the cheek.
“I’ve waited for you for forever, please, let me have you.”
He doesn’t need to be asked twice, he jumps up to retrieve a condom from his room, leaving you hot and aching in your bed. When he rears the corner holding the shiny packaging in between his fingers you sigh and flop back against the bed, feeling it dip as he climbs back over you.
He tugs off his pants in record time, when you finally see his cock spring from his boxers you whimper, covering your mouth with both hands.
He rolls the condom and hisses at the contact of his own hand, then peels off your soiled panties and flings them off into the abyss of your room.
You’ve never been touched before like this, never been loved, but when Jisung presses his palm against your heat with a pressure so tantalizing you think you’ll erupt, you feel like puzzle pieces are fitting together.
“You’re really wet.” He rasps astonished, then prods a finger into your slick heat with no friction at all, swirling it inside you, getting a feel for your walls.
“Fuck you, Jisung, holding out on me all this t-time” You whimper when he crooks it just right.
“Bet Chan didn’t even touch you did he? I’m glad, I’ll be the first inside you, first to ruin you.”
His words are like Kerosene, you cum hard, soaking his hand and tears escape your eyes. He slows his pace down in incriminates, until he stills his digit inside you. Your chest blooms when he pulls you flush against his chest, whispering pretty things into your neck, how much he loves you, how well you did, how lovely you are.
The ache hasn’t disappeared, in fact it doubled. You catch your bearings, breath hard and kiss him again, you don’t think you’ll ever grow tired of doing that. His mouth slots over yours and it feels like home.
When he finally hovers over you, dick in hand, heart on his sleeve, you shed tears. Pent up, fed up, you cry silently when the tip finds your entrance, and fuck, its too much, its so much when he pushes in, slow at first, inch by inch until his hips meet the flesh of your ass and he chokes out a sob of your name. It hurts. It fucking feels like your pussy is on fire. It stretches and aches and burns as you feel him deep in your guts because fucking Han Jisung is inside you and it burns.
Tears stream down your face and you try to stifle a whimper, but it esacapes.
“Ow.” You rasp.
He catches your gaze and wipes your tears with careful fingers, “Oh no, m’sorry sweetheart. You’re doing so well, breathe for me baby, breathe.”
A shaky hand reaches between where you’re connected and he rubs messy circles into your clit, simultaneously pulling out to the tip, then pushing in again.
The burn subsides and dwindles into a tinge, shocks hit you with every push against that spot of your walls, he whimpers when you clamp down on him.
It’s slow, softer than you would like if you’re being honest.
“Fuck me from behind?” You reach for his hair and yank, he outright moans and can’t help but oblige.
This is how you find yourself pressed into your bedding, your best friend’s dick buried in you like it belongs there.
He pushes you down, flush against your ass, and continues his assault on your pussy. The pain feels good, you love the ache, indulge in it. His hand reaches around to grind against your clit and fuck, its too much, you think you might split in two.
“Fuck Ji, I might cum right now if you-“
“Then fucking cum.” He spills, voice tight, he drills into you harder with a vigor you didn’t know existed.
“Fuck, you’re filthy. You couldn’t help but suck off Chan huh? That’s over now, you’re fucking mine.”
Yes, you fucking dickhead, you think, I’ve always been yours, haven’t you noticed?
Cumming on his dick is possibly, the best feeling you could imagine, you think if it felt any better you would die. You cant even make a sound, you just lay there like a fucking ragdoll and his pace doesn’t falter until he freezes and his cock throbs and twitches inside you and his hands hold your hips until bruises form.
He pulls out of you when he begins to soften up, pushes you on your stomach, presses kisses to each knob of your spin, flips you over to see your face.
“I fucking love your dumbass.” You whisper, he breaks out into a fit of giggles. The sweetest fucking sound you could imagine, you ruffle his hair and laugh until your stomach hurts.
The rain doesn’t stop, you fall asleep with your arms around a boy you love and he block Minho’s number.
Two weeks later, after a doctors visit and a new prescription you find out you have an iron deficiency and in fact, do not get bloody noses from being horny.
“Damn, that would have been cool.” Jisung wisps from across the counter, pouring a cup of water for you to take your pills.
“You’re just a weeb.” You snide, he passes you the glass.
“Point taken, you’re still my weeb gf.”
You roll your eyes, “We been known.”
Later, when he falls asleep between your breasts holding onto you like an anchor, you can’t help but text Chan and Felix “thank you.”
how nct is in bed
reposting cause i’m lazy like that but also this is my own opinion, please don’t come for my neck if you disagree teehee :D
taeil:
a switch but more on the dom side???
doesn’t have many kinks but he’s also not vanilla
loves to admire dat ass teehee
honestly it’s probably just me but I think he’s kind of more on the laid back side???
like he’ll sit back and watch you do da work when you ride him but then he’ll snap and hold you down as he snaps his hips into yours
rough sometimes but a passionate lover
he’d wanna get you off purely to remind you that he’s the only one who can make you feel that good
but he a shy boy and he’d kiss you after s o b ugh and romantic sex with him is da real bomb man
johnny:
dom no.1 :D
slight daddy kink but definitely loves being called sir
loves calling you baby girl/baby boy :((
would love to overstimulate you but not too much! he doesn’t like it when you cry :((
loving and caring honestly
but will be rough and fuck you till you’re sore as well teehee
thigh riding thigh riding thigh riding!!!
taeyong:
there’s debate if taeyong is a dom or a sub, but i’m gonna end that by saying he’s a switch lmao
sometimes he’d really want you to take charge and make him beg
like tie him up, and make him whine, overstimulate him (he loves it)
such a good sub boy honestly
other times he’d wanna fuck you into the next dimension
dom taeyong has the ability to make you a mess to be honest
gives neck kisses and he’d have the biggest oral kink (giving)
yuta:
dom no.2 and he’s probably the most ruthless…
he’d honestly love punishments
l o v e s blowjobs so much
highkey into overstimulating and edging you
shibari is definitely a thing
daddy kink for sure!!
more of a rough kinky fucker rather than a soft one
choking is a tick in his books
toys toys toys toys toyssss he has a never ending collection
kun:
sub???
loves giving oral
he’d wanna appreciate every single part of you
whines so much when you touch him anywhere
a sensitive boi
would love eye contact when you’re having sex
oh my god he’d love being the reason for you moans :(( he would smile okay like he’s so precious
hand holding honestly might just be his biggest k i n k
slow, soft, love making is his shit
doyoung:
people are going to disagree on this i know it
dom no.3…… i am preparing for everyone to come after my throat now
spanking is a thing, punishment or nah, he’d love it i mean have you seen his handsskjjfjfjfdjjdd f u c k
he’d be the jealous type… as much as he refuses to show it later when you’re alone
he’ll fuck you into the mattress and secretly like it if you tear up
likes it when you suck his fingers clean
a tease but he just really wants to hear you beg
ten:
switch but more of a sub
t e a s e
loves being overstimulated honestly
he likes to beg
fucking tease honestly
but he’s also not the most obedient sub
will fuck your mouth if he really wants too, also strip teases ooft
would rather cum outside your body and see you covered in his cum than inside because it’s a pretty sight for him
did i say he loves to tease?? sigh
jaehyun:
dom no.4
mutual masturbation is just whoooooooo he loves it so much
daddy kink as well
fucking loves dirty talk so much, it’s second nature to him
also on the rough side
quick thrusts that have you gripping onto his arms
but will go slow and deep sometimes
he will be a soft boy too though and just kiss you and hold you
i do think he’s into praising you a lot but will also degrade if needed
winwin:
a whole sub
loves being called baby boy omg he blushes and smiles
he’d love his nipples being played with cause they’re sensitive sjdjjfjg
wants to be covered in cum
a sub but possessive of you tbh
wants to be edged so he begs
super innocent though
a cute shy boy who’s willing to please honestly
jungwoo:
switch?? but more of a sub
sub cause he’s another baby boy and would love being called all these cute nicknames
eager to please like….super eager
sometimes a really slight dom aka he’d want to hold your hips as you ride him
also lowkey possessive but not as much as winwin
loves to give oral a lot, again, he likes to please
would be a really good baby boy and do anything you asked tbh
lucas:
switch, but more of a dom
his h a n d s okay like yikes definately likes spanking
fingering the fuck outta you, like knuckles deep okay
wants to recieve oral more than give it
thigh riding thigh riding thigh riding!!!
however when he’s feeling submissive, he wants to be tied up
humiliating him when he’s a sub will have him whimpering omf
he’d also be eager to please you
mark:
an awkward bean
switch, maybe???
sometimes he’d assume he’d need to be in charge cause that’s what porn always showed but other times he’d wanna be taken care of
giving you pleasure by oral is a big kink for him
more of a soft lover
loves to touch you all over
honestly, sex with mark would be lighthearted and giggly :((
10:32 pm // you’re sitting on jaehyun’s cock as he plays videogames, growing more inpatient by every round he plays. every few minutes his hips buck upwards, his cock rubbing against you so perfectly. you’re dripping all over him and yourself, getting so needy that you can’t stand it anymore. you start squeezing your aching cunt around his cock, feeling him pulsating in you. he glares at you, clearly annoyed, but keeps playing. only when you start rubbing your clit and softly moaning, he reacts. the controller is out of his hands in seconds, replaced by your throat. you smirk at him, enjoying him getting so worked up. he almost growls at you.
“ is this what you wanted, huh? do you wanna be treated like a little slut? cause that’s what it seems like. acting like a whore, begging to be punished. ”
his grip around your throat tightens, and you know, you’re not going to walk tomorrow.
Conspiracy theory:
Bang Chan has multiple audios of him jerkin’ his dick so that he can use the moans for backgrounds in music. Thot Chan.