𓏳 ˚⋆˙⟡ · 𝑁𝑜𝑡𝑎: Essa daqui na verdade eu acho que já postei há uns anos, mas por algum motivo apaguei? de qualquer forma tá aí de novo (já podem soltar as pedras seokminas)
Nada é mais gostoso para Seokmin do que estar dentro de você, como se ele se sentisse verdadeiramente revigorado só de ter o pau enterrado na sua buceta. E mesmo assim ele foca 100% em você, seu prazer alimenta o dele, você estar satisfeita o satisfaz também.
— É gostoso assim, minha princesa, hm? — A voz de Seokmin soa tão profunda, diferente do tom brincalhão habitual, cada palavrinha sai arrastada enquanto ele se afunda mais em você, com os dedos ágeis e habilidosos agora buscando torturar seu clitóris. Um gemidinho dengoso escapa da sua boquinha, seu corpo inteiro balançando com o ritmo dele. — Vou levar isso como um sim. — Provoca sorrindo.
Seokmin então agarra a parte de trás das suas coxas, enterra o quadril ainda mais, buscando o ângulo perfeito para alcançar seu pontinho lá dentro e com isso passa a estocar mais rápido. Os lábios dele encontram os seus num beijo desleixado, desesperado, com seus gemidos de putinha ficando cada vez mais altos enquanto o trato que sua bucetinha tá levando te entorpece.
— A-ah! Seok... Caralho. — Mal consegue formular frases completas, reduzida a balbucios e ofegos enquanto se sente chegando cada vez mais à beira do limite.
— Vai gozar pra mim, amor, vai? — Ele sussurra, a boca rente ao pé do seu ouvido. — Que escandalosa, quer que todo mundo saiba quem cuida dessa bucetinha gostosa tão bem? — Ri da maneira como você se intimida por uns segundos.
Sua entradinha suga o pau de Seokmin com tanta gula, acolhe o cacete com tanta fome. Os olhinhos estão fechados com força, as unhas cravadas nos bíceps masculinos e você se desmanchando inteirinha na pica dele. Tão linda, hipnotizante. Ele não se controla, se inclina mais sobre seu corpinho e inconscientemente abre mais suas pernas, roçando assim a base do pau no grelinho vulnerável. Os gemidos de ambos são altos, ecoam pelo quarto, se sobressaem ao som da cama que range sem parar.
— Uhum, isso, bonequinha. assim mesmo... — Ele murmura com um sorriso nada menos que presunçoso, luta a manter os olhos abertos pra te vislumbrar abaixo dele. Seokmin a beija outra vez, possessivo, lambe seus lábios babadinhos e mesmo te vendo tremer pelo orgasmo, sequer tira o pau de você. — Aguenta mais um pouquinho, né? Vamo tentar fazer minha gatinha esguichar?
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any good dk ships? i think i like the idea of dk/nayeon 🍊
DUDE, I LOOOOVE DK/NAYEON
this was DEFINITELY a ship we talked about on the old blog but Tumblr sucks and I can't access my own archive properly so THIS is the only old post about it that I can find (shoutout to ABCD for helping give birth to this ship)
I think the dynamic here can be summed up with: they're mutually attracted to each other from afar + Nayeon thinks he's too sweet/nice for her but gives him a shot because he's so good looking + he ends up fucking her brains out and she is SHOOK (especially because she usually dates jerks) and the rest is history
PAIRING: lee seokmin x f!reader
GENRE: smut [18+ MDNI]
WC: 5,906
WARNINGS: reader and seokmin both run (faceless) porn accounts on twitter, sexting, dirty talk, masturbation, SIZE KINK!, mutual masturbation, oral, nose meal!! (it's dk so duh), multiple orgasms, protected sex, but also unprotected sex, missionary, cowgirl, creampie, cumplay/cum eating, praise kink
A/N: requested by world's #1 cuties g @miniseokminnies for my Cosmos event! i went a lil crazy w this one hope u don't mind!!! ty @haologram for beta-ing <3
SYNOPSIS: As an anonymous porn account on Twitter, you're often engaging flirtaciously with other accounts — it's good for business, after all — but you never let yourself catch real feelings. Until now, when you've started sexting with the owner of your personal favorite account, an extremely hot (and hung) guy who goes by Nico. You know Nico is local, and you're really into each other, so you're genuinely considering doing your first collab with him. But then you have a realization: you're pretty fucking sure you know him in real life already.
ding
You pick up your phone, seeing a DM notification from Twitter. As you open the app you smile — it's exactly who you hoped would be messaging you.
@/xcalibur_: wowwww you look amazing in the new vid 😍
It's Nico — one of your mutuals. Due to the nature of the content you put out, and the fact that you choose to remain anonymous online — posting everything under a pseudonym, Berrie — you are constantly having to balance casually flirting with other adult content creators to build your network while also not getting too close to anybody. It's good business, and also for your own safety. But you and Nico have followed each other for a few months now, and he seems like a genuinely sweet guy. It also doesn't help that he is outrageously hot, and has the prettiest cock you've ever seen. You should probably be ashamed by how many times you've cum to his videos, but shame surrounding sex is something you left behind a long time ago.
@/strawberriebaby: thanks love😘 your new pics are sooo hot btw
@/xcalibur_: thank you gorgeous ;) i didn't think the bulge pics would be so popular tbh but people seem to love it
@/strawberriebaby: it's the gray sweatpants babe, that'll drive any girl crazy in a heartbeat
@/xcalibur_: that's good to know, i'll keep that in mind 😏 hey btw, if you ever want any free personalized content from me lmk. i've cum to your videos so many times, so i definitely owe you haha
That last sentence makes your stomach do an excited flip. Sure, you post porn on Twitter. Of course other people are going to be jerking it to your videos. But something about hearing it from him specifically is really fucking hot.
@/strawberriebaby: that's crazy bc i cum to YOUR videos all the time too 🥰
@/xcalibur_: wow, what an honor to hear that from my favorite account holy shit 😍
@/strawberriebaby: lol i'll bet you say that to everyone
@/xcalibur_: nope, not at all. just you baby ❤️
@/strawberriebaby: alright then, prove it. send me a video of you jerking off right now 😊
@/xcalibur_: say less 🫡
A proud grin creeps across your face. Your thighs instinctively squeeze together, excitement flooding your senses at the prospect of receiving a personal video from Nico. Figuring you'd give him a few minutes, you decide to get up and start some laundry in the meantime. By the time you've sorted your clothes and started the first load in the washer, you already have a new DM in your notifications.
Excitedly you make your way to your bedroom, figuring you might as well enjoy yourself as you watch. Plopping onto your bed, you open Twitter and click on your chat with Nico. Sure enough, you are greeted with a seven minute-long video attachment, with a blurry image of what appears to be his bulge in the thumbnail, and an accompanying message that simply says for my favorite girl❤️.
You click play, immediately being greeted with soft moans from behind the camera as you watch him stroke himself through his sweatpants, the thick bulge heavy beneath his grasp. He's already growing hard, the soft fabric doing little to hide the shape of his cock as he touches himself, the delicate sighs escaping his lips sounding whiny already. You feel a rush of heat in your core as you watch him; he may be fully clothed still, but that doesn't stop your mouth from watering at the salacious sight.
Before long he has a full-blown erection; reaching into his pants, he takes his length in his hand, letting out a hiss at the sensation. Slipping the waistband of his sweats down he frees it from the confines of his underwear, revealing the thick, veiny shaft you've committed to memory at this point. He begins to jerk himself off, slow, measured strokes as he grips his cock tightly in his fist.
"F-fuck," you hear him groan from behind the camera. "I'm so fucking horny right now."
Grinning, you slip out of your pants with one hand, the other holding your phone as your eyes remain fixed on the pretty cock on its screen. You recline into your pillows, lightly dragging your fingertips over your pussy, discovering yourself to be much wetter than you expected. You collect your pooled arousal and spread it over your clit, sighing softly as your fingers graze the sensitive bud.
"Feels so good," he whines. "Wish it was your mouth, baby. Fuck…"
He begins to stroke himself faster now, his hand pumping up and down his length with urgent need. You slip your fingers into your pussy, fucking yourself as you watch; you start slow, but the pitiful sounds coming out of him soon have your hand flying as fast as his is. You feel like you could cum already, but you want to wait until he does. Your stomach tightens as you picture the savory sight of that in your head; checking the timestamp on the video, you're about halfway through. Just a few more minutes to go. The time seems to pass at a painfully slow pace, forcing you to pause more than once, taking the time to catch your breath as you watch Nico getting himself off with uninhibited pleasure. Your clit throbs, aching for the release of your orgasm. Finally, his whimpers begin to turn utterly pathetic — sharp cries and loud moans escaping him — and you can tell he's about to cum. Thank god, you think to yourself. You don't know how much longer you can wait.
You watch the shiny dribble of precum drip down the head of his cock, which is turning an angry shade of red as his climax begins to overtake him.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," he cries. He vigorously pumps his length, cock throbbing in his grasp, until finally — he releases. With a vulgar groan white ropes of cum spurt from his tip, shooting into the air before falling onto his hand and stomach. The sight is enough to send you over the edge — your palm presses into your clit as your fingers fuck into your cunt, and you cum too. Your head falls back, eyes tearing up at the bursts of pleasure rolling through your body, but you don't take them off the screen for a second. You ride out your high, chest heaving with deep breaths as you stare at the delicious mess of cum all over Nico.
As you drift back down to earth, you watch as he lets go of his spent cock; it twitches against his stomach as he shows off his cum-coated hand, the sticky white substance dripping all over his fingers and the silver ring on his pinky. You've seen his hands plenty of times by now, and you've always thought they were exceptionally pretty. However, for some reason in this moment they seem… familiar. His long thick fingers, his pretty nails, and also the ring, too. You swear you've seen it somewhere before. You figure it's just from watching so many of his videos, but something in the back of your mind is telling you otherwise. But your mind is spinning, and it's hard to think straight right now anyway, so you push that thought aside.
You take a picture of your soaked cunt and DM it back to him.
@/strawberriebaby: that was so fucking hot, thank youuu 😘
Your phone dings as he replies immediately.
@/xcalibur_: fuck, need that pussy so bad
Maybe it's just the high from your orgasm, but his message practically has you swooning. The typing bubble pops up again right away. You watch him type for a minute, then stop. It pops up again a few moments later. You wait patiently to see what he has to say, and finally you receive another message.
@/xcalibur_: i'm not sure if you're open to collabs, so no pressure at all, but if you're ever interested lmk ;) more than willing to travel for u lol
Your heart nearly skips a beat. You've had other creators ask to collab before, but you've politely turned them all down. It's something you've definitely considered, but you don't want to do it with just anybody. It would have to be with the right person — and honestly, Nico would be perfect for the job.
@/strawberriebaby: i've never done one before, but i've been considering it tbh👀 i'm kinda nervous about it though
@/xcalibur_: that's totally fair, it's a big ask! i've also never done one, mostly for privacy reasons. might end my career if anybody finds out i do this lol
@/strawberriebaby: i'm a freelance artist, so that matters less for me haha. i'm just mostly nervous because i've never done a face reveal before
@/xcalibur_: you wouldn't have to do one if you don't want!
@/strawberriebaby: oh yeah, i mean more like… what if i met somebody irl and they weren't into me :/
@/xcalibur_: i can guarantee that won't happen if we meet, i promise :)
@/strawberriebaby: i'm just kind of an awkward person 😭
@/xcalibur_: that doesn't matter to me. you're hot and i'm very into you 🙂↕️
@/strawberriebaby: you haven't even seen my face though!!
@/xcalibur_: but i know you're fucking beautiful. and i'm not just saying that!
This conversation is a lot flirtier than you usually have with people on Twitter, even your mutuals that you know fairly well. Normally if a man was talking to you like this, you would just assume it's business as usual, just another stranger on the internet trying to get into your pants. But Nico is… different. Maybe you're delusional — maybe he talks like this to everyone he wants to fuck and you're not special. But your instinct tells you he's being genuine.
@/strawberriebaby: you're crazy, but fortunately i'm into that lol
@/xcalibur_: that's great news for me😌 but fr, if you're ever in the bay area hit me up. i'll clear my fucking schedule
@/strawberriebaby: wait, you're in the bay area??
@/xcalibur_: born and raised!
@/strawberriebaby: no fucking way. i'm also in the bay area!
@/xcalibur_: omg
@/xcalibur_: not to jump the gun but this might be destiny idk
@/strawberriebaby: well, one way to find out
@/xcalibur_: does this mean you want to collab :)
@/strawberriebaby: let me sleep on it, but good chance the answer might be yes
@/xcalibur_: YAYYYYY
@/xcalibur_: i mean uh, yeah that's cool. totally a good business decision.
@/strawberriebaby: oh, totally, for sure. well i have to go now, i'm meeting a friend for dinner. pleasure doing business with you ;)
@/xcalibur_: you too babe 😘 enjoy your dinner!
Between your orgasm and your conversation with Nico, you're feeling very hot and bothered — so you decide to take a quick shower. You feel much better afterward; you get ready and head out to meet your friend, and you end up having a really nice night. But you'd be lying if you said you didn't spend the whole rest of the evening with thoughts of your potential collab lingering in the back of your mind.
On Saturday, you have a gig as a wedding photographer — one of the many hats you wear. The wedding isn't until the afternoon, but you're supposed to be there by 11am to get set up and run through the schedule with the wedding planner. You're running slightly behind, but you're still on time — as long as you leave by 10:30, you'll be fine.
At 10:25am you are on your way out of your apartment. As you lock the door behind you, you spot a figure out of the corner of your eye approaching from down the hallway. Turning your head, you see that it's your neighbor, Seokmin.
"Hey y/n!" he tells you cheerfully. "Haven't seen you in a minute!"
Seokmin lives down the hall from you, so you run into him fairly frequently in passing. You usually don't go out of your way to talk to other people in your building outside of polite small talk, and you don't know Seokmin all that well truthfully. You pretty much only know that he's a lawyer, and apparently a pretty good one at that — but with his gregarious nature and bright smile, he's easily one of the nicest people you've ever met.
"Hey Seokmin," you smile back, giving him a small wave. "Yeah, I've been working odd jobs lately, so my schedule is kind of all over the place."
Seokmin reaches his front door. Still facing you, he rummages around in his bag, presumably for his keys.
"Nice, where are you off to today?"
"Photography gig," you answer. "I'm working a wedding."
"Oh, fun!" he beams at you, his arm still digging around the bottom of his bag. Finally, his hand closes around the small cluster of metal; he pulls the keys out, turning to the door to raising his hand to the lock. As he does so, you notice a silver ring around his pinky, and suddenly you realize where you've seen this exact same hand before.
Your eyes widen, staring at Seokmin's hand, looking for anything to tell you you're wrong, that can't be the same hand… You blink, hoping you're just imagining things — but deep down you know your eyes do not deceive you.
Seokmin peers back at you, about to say something else, but you look like you've seen a ghost.
"Are you okay?" he asks, slightly concerned.
"I just— I forgot something," you say in a panic, plastering a faux smile on your face. You spin on your heel and rush back into your apartment before he can ask any more questions. "Catch you later!"
"Bye!" Seokmin shouts after you. He turns and enters his apartment, not thinking anything of it.
You, however, are now spiraling. You pace around your apartment as you take your phone out and open Twitter, scrolling to your DMs with Nico and playing back the video he sent you the other night. You fast forward to the end, stopping when you see his cum-coated hand in frame. Without a doubt, it looks just like Seokmin's. You might've been able to convince yourself that they just look similar, that there's no chance in hell they belong to the same person — but the presence of the identical ring makes it undeniable.
"What the fuck," you mutter under your breath, trying to process this information. Sure, Seokmin is objectively an attractive man — but you've never thought of him like that before. But the more you think about it, the way Nico talks and his amicable, sweet nature match Seokmin's demeanor perfectly. And he does have the exact same build you've seen fully nude from the shoulders down dozens of times on your phone screen.
But you don't have time to stand here and freak out about this right now. You have to get to work. You peek out your peephole, just to make sure he's not still out there for any reason, but the hallway is vacant. You lock the door behind you and make your exit as quickly as possible.
Fortunately, the wedding setup and the ceremony itself keep you busy enough to keep your mind off the fact that Nico is your literal neighbor. After the reception ends, you head home, but decide to stop at the CVS on your way back. You grab the couple items you need from your list and head to check out, but on your way to the register you pass the condom section. You stop for a second; you do have a box at home already, but Nico/Seokmin's video drifts to the front of your mind, reminding you just how fucking huge his cock is.
Stop it, you think to yourself. You didn't even say you'd collab with him yet. Do you even want to do that now that you know he's been living across the hall from you this whole time?? But you know in your heart that the answer is a resounding yes.
With a sigh, you grab a box of XL condoms off the shelf and toss it in your basket.
You spend the whole evening trying not to think about Seokmin, to no avail. You even put on Howl's Moving Castle, hoping that your favorite movie will be a good distraction, but even that isn't enough to get your mind of that fucking video he sent you. You can't even blame him, because you're the one who asked him to send it in the first place.
Idiot, you chastise yourself. He did say he was also in the Bay Area, but so are seven million other people; never in your wildest dreams would you have expected him to live in your exact building — because what are the fucking odds of that? But regardless, it's true, and now you have to figure out what the hell you are going to do about it. You pretty much have two options: tell him you know, or pretend like you don't. Neither one is very good — the latter would probably be the smarter option, but it doesn't change the fact that you still want to hit like so bad.
Your phone buzzes. Looking down, you see a DM from Nico pop up in your notifications.
"Speak of the devil…" you mumble to yourself. You pick up the phone and open it to his message.
@/xcalibur_: heyyyy cutie ❤️ how was your day?
You stare at the screen for a minute, deliberating, but eventually you decide to respond.
@/strawberriebaby: honestly i had such a weird fucking day 😭
@/xcalibur_: oh no! what happened? (if you don't mind me asking)
@/strawberriebaby: nothing bad, just… weird. can i ask you something?
@/xcalibur_: of course baby
@/strawberriebaby: what would you do if i said i think we might know each other irl?
Your heart races as you hit send. You have no idea how he's going to respond, but you decide fuck it. Worst case scenario it'll make things so awkward you will have to move, but that's a problem for later. You watch the typing bubble anxiously as you await his reply.
@/xcalibur_: wait, seriously? how so?
@/strawberriebaby: i recognized your ring in the video.
@/xcalibur_: i'm sure a lot of guys have a ring like mine tho, maybe it just looks similar to someone you know?
@/strawberriebaby: that's what i was thinking. but then i saw you in the hallway this morning when i was on my way to work
The typing bubble does not pop up again. A few minutes pass, and you start to wonder if you've royally fucked up — but then you hear a knock at your front door.
You get up and walk over to the peephole, peering out to see none other than Seokmin standing there, wearing grey sweatpants and a tight black t-shirt that puts his thick biceps on full display. You open the door, coming face to face with him; you stare at each other for a moment, neither of you knowing what to say.
"You…" he finally starts, but you just grab him by the wrist and pull him inside. Door shutting behind him, you are now alone together, standing far to close to one another in the entryway of your home.
"It is you," he says in a hushed tone, staring at you with sparkling brown eyes. "You're Berrie." You nod, locking eyes with him, making your stomach do a nervous flip.
"And you're Nico," you reply softly. He nods back, a bewildered look coloring his face.
"This is crazy," he laughs incredulously. "I've always thought you were so pretty, but I didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable or anything."
"Well, turns out we've already seen each other naked," you point out. He lets out a laugh.
"Yeah, I suppose so…"
You stare at each other for a moment, the tension in the room turning palpable.
"Well, my offer still stands, you know," he says, suddenly turning a bit flushed. "About the collab. If you want."
"Do you mean… right now?" you ask, taking a step forward.
"Yeah," he whispers, also stepping forward to bridge the gap between the two of you. "I do." Slowly he raises his right hand, cradling your cheek in his palm as he holds your face, the metal of his ring cool against your cheek. You let out a soft gasp; your hands drift to his torso, pressing them against his muscular abs, sliding them up across his chest before you take his shirt in your fists, yanking him toward you closer still.
"Kiss me," you tell him, and without a moment of hesitation his lips are crashing into yours.
His hand drifts from your cheek to the back of your neck, pulling your face into his so he can kiss you with unrestrained vigor. His other hand drifts to your waist, rubbing your hip slowly as he tastes you, his lips tugging on yours in sheer desperation. You kiss him back, grabbing him by his sides as you press your body into him.
"Fuck," he grumbles, barely taking his lips off you as he grabs your ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh."You're so perfect."
The stiffening in his pants is undeniable, pressing against your stomach as he holds you close. You want nothing more than to rip your clothes off and throw yourself at him, but you know that teasing him for a bit first would be enticing for the both of you — and you want to savor this.
You break the kiss, staring up at him sweetly, before you take his hand in yours and start pulling him toward your bedroom.
"C'mon," you say, looking back at him as you tug him along. He grins, gazing at you excitedly at he eagerly follows. Entering your room, he lets out a chuckle.
"Wow, so this is where the magic happens, huh?" he asks, gesturing at your ring light and tripod set up at the foot of your bed.
"Sure is," you smile. "I was planning on filming tonight, let me move this real quick—"
"Wait," Seokmin says, grabbing hold of your wrist. You turn to face him again, his soft brown eyes staring at you lustfully. "You should go ahead and film."
"It's okay, I can do it tomorrow—" you start, but he grabs you by the chin, tilting your face up to his so he can kiss you again.
"I want to watch," he mutters into your lips. A smile spreads across your face.
"Okay," you beam at him.
Grabbing your phone, you set it up on the tripod, the video camera open and ready. You strip your clothes off as you make your way over to your bed, plopping into the center and making yourself comfortable. You spread your legs, revealing your bare pussy, already glimmering with arousal in the dim lighting.
"Ready?" Seokmin asks, his finger hovering above the record button.
"More than," you grin.
He taps the button, and the video begins.
Slowly you slide your hand down your body, dipping your fingers into your cunt, pulling them out again to show off the stick mess of juices dripping out of you. Seokmin licks his lips, palming himself through his sweatpants as he quickly starts to grow hard. You touch yourself lazily, staring up at him as you start to get yourself off; you were planning on taking your sweet time, but having him watch you like this is making you unbearably horny. Soft moans escape your lips as you begin to play with your clit, causing him to grip his bulge in his fist tightly as he takes a deep breath. Your other hand grasps at your breast, squeezing it as your fingers start to move faster. The sight is too much for Seokmin. Mouth watering, he pulls his pants down and frees his cock, stroking it slowly in his large hand. You've seen it dozens of times, so you knew exactly what to expect — and yet seeing the sheer size of his cock with your own two eyes has you clenching around nothing. You swear you've never craved anything more in your life.
Your fingers begin to work faster, flicking back and forth over your clit, hips rocking slowly as a burning heat begins to fill your gut. Watching Seokmin masturbate as he watches you masturbate has to be the hottest thing you've ever experienced. His eyes don't leave you for a second, his gaze flickering from your pussy to your breasts to your pretty face, savoring the sight of every inch of you. Soon, he's stroking himself with a sense of urgency, his hand working his cock faster and faster, egged on by your incessant whimpering as you approach your high. Your body writhes against the mattress as an explosive orgasm suddenly overtakes you — your legs tremble, your head falls back into the pillows as you release, crying out with pleasure as the shockwaves of your climax pulse through you.
Your mind spins as you come down, your chest rising and falling with deep breaths as you try to recover. Your eyes flutter open again, seeing Seokmin still standing there, staring at you like he wants to devour you. His hand has stilled, gripping his thick hard cock tightly, his tip glistening with his leaking juices.
"Turn that off and come fuck me already," you tell him, grinning eagerly. He stops the video and walks over to your bed, climbing over you and pressing a long kiss against your lips. You reach for his cock, but he's already scooting back down, positioning himself between your legs.
"I will," he replies, suddenly grabbing you by the thighs and folding you in half, making you gasp. "But first…"
You cry out as he drags his tongue over your cunt, groaning as he laps up the pool of juices.
"Fuck, even better than I imagined."
He slips his tongue into your hole, fucking it in and out as his nose bumps against your swollen clit, sending a jolt of electricity up your spine.
"Oh my god—" you moan, brushing your fingers through his dark hair and grasping onto it. You hold his head in place, but he had no plans of pulling away anyway. He eats you out slowly, savoring every drop of you, his tongue running through your folds and over your clit until you feel the pressure of a second orgasm building inside you. Your hips begin to rock against his face, rubbing your clit over his nose, until you are cumming again. His hands grip your thighs as he doesn't stop, licking your pussy as you ride out your high.
"Fuck," you gasp for air as you pry his head off of you. He grins at you sheepishly, his entire chin dripping.
"Sorry, got a bit carried away," he admits.
"No, don't apologize," you smile at him. "That was fucking amazing."
He dives in one more time to press a soft kiss into your spent clit. Crawling back up to you, you pull him in for a kiss, slipping your tongue into his mouth to taste yourself on him.
"Now will you fuck me?" you tease as your lips part.
"Of course, baby," he says with one more kiss. "I didn't bring any protection though, I kinda ran out the door without thinking…"
"It's okay, I have some," you tell him. Reaching into your drawer you pull out the unopened box of XL condoms you're grateful you bought on a whim. As you open the package, he gives you a quizzical look.
"Do you always keep these on hand?" he asks teasingly.
"Nope," you reply. "Bought them today."
"Oh," he says softly, a satisfied smirk spreading across his face. "So you bought these specifically for me, then."
"Yes," you answer matter-of-factly, making his cheeks turn flushed.
"I guess we're kinda obsessed with each other then, huh?" he asks, grinning widely.
"Seems that way," you beam back at him.
You pull one of the small packets out, tossing the box aside and ripping it open. You pull the condom out and reach for Seokmin's cock. You give it a few pumps, making him groan.
"God, it's so fucking hot to have you actually touching me."
"Good," you grin. You take the condom and stretch it over his tip, rolling it down his length. You grab his cock and guide it to your entrance, rubbing his head over your folds. He moves his hips, pressing it in gently, but you're so soaked that it slips in with ease. You gasp, staring at his cock as it disappears into your cunt, filling you up like never before.
"Oh my god you're huge," you say mouth ajar. You gaze back up, meeting his eyes as he stares at you hungrily. Slowly he begins to fuck you, pulling his cock out and pushing it all the way back in.
"You feel incredible," he mutters as he leans his head in, kissing the side of your neck delicately. You let out a soft, involuntary whine, making Seokmin's head spin more than it already is.
"Fuck, you're so hot," he groans. "Keep making those noises baby, I like it."
"Feels so good," you whimper as he fucks into you harder.
"You're taking me so well," he coos, his hand drifting to your nipple and tugging on it lightly. "Such a good girl."
"Harder," you plead. He smirks, then starts fucking you faster, giving you exactly what you asked for.
"Oh my god, I wanna cum," he moans, leaning in to kiss you, tugging on your bottom lip. He slows to a stop, breathing heavily above you. "Will you please ride me?" he asks, staring deep into your eyes. You nod eagerly, making him grin excitedly. He gently pulls out of you, rolling onto his back and bringing you with him. You straddle him, rubbing your cunt over his cock. You pause for a second, giving him a curious look.
"What is it, love?" he asks softly.
"Let me take it off," you say, dragging your fingertip over his wrapped length. "I want you to cum in me."
His eyes widen. "You're gonna be the death of me," he says with a laugh.
"Is that a yes?" you ask, tugging lightly at the tip of the condom.
"Yeah," he nods. "Absolutely."
You giggle excitedly as you remove the barrier, discarding it and quickly positioning yourself over his cock. It slides in with ease as you sit on it, making you groan as you take his full length inside you.
"Holy fucking shit your pussy feels so good," he moans, his jaw dropping. "Oh my god…"
You begin to ride him, slowly gliding yourself up and down his length, but before long you're fully bouncing up and down on him, crying out from pleasure as his cock reaches deep inside you.
"F-fuck," you whine, pressing your hands against his chest to support yourself as you ride his perfect cock.
"Don't stop," he begs. "I'm so close."
Obediently you keep up your pace, tears welling in your eyes as you stare down at Seokmin. His head drops against the pillow, his eyes rolling back as you feel his cock start to pulse inside you.
"I'm cumming, baby," he groans. He cries out as he releases, and you feel his hot ropes of cum shooting against your walls as a string of delectable moans drifts from his lips. He grabs your hips, squeezing them tight in his grasp as he holds you in place, fucking his cock up into you with careless abandon. His cock twitches as he gives you all of his cum; eventually his hips begin to slow, coming to a stop, his hands still holding a strong grip on your sides.
"Wow," he sighs as he comes back to earth. He smiles, letting out a giggle as he opens his eyes to look at you again. "You're fucking perfect. Let me see," he says, gesturing to your filled pussy. You lift yourself off his length, letting the cum drip out of you, coating his cock and stomach with the sticky mess. Collecting the remainder of his cum from your cunt on your fingers, you lift your hand to your mouth, licking them clean.
"Goddamn," he mumbles as he watches you. You unstraddle him and lean over, licking up the cum from his abdomen as well. He watches you through heavy eyelids, petting your hair as you clean him up.
"C'mere," he says when you finish, pulling you up into his embrace. You snuggle in next to him as he wraps his broad arms around you, holding you tight as he kisses your forehead. You rest there for a few silent moments, breathing together as he gently rubs your back.
"I suppose we could've filmed that," you say after a few minutes, lifting your head out of the crook of his neck to look at him. "But I didn't even think of that. I was too distracted by your huge fucking cock."
Seokmin laughs. "That's okay," he replies sweetly. "Besides, I wanted you all to myself. But we can do this again, if you want."
"Absolutely," you nod.
"Good," he says as he smiles brightly. He pulls you into a tight hug, kissing you again, kissing you over and over for as long as you'll let him — which is very long time, but neither of you mind it one bit.
[TWO WEEKS LATER]
You wake up to thousands of notifications, all from Twitter.
You think you're seeing things at first, but as you scroll you confirm that, indeed, you have more notifications right now than you've ever seen in your life. Smiling, you go to your text messages and open your chat with Seokmin, who has already texted you this morning.
Seokmin: wow, i guess people liked the video :)
You open Twitter and go to your profile, looking at the video you have pinned. The caption reads: We finally collabed @/xcalibur_ 💕 Full video on OF. The clip is a preview of the nearly 30-minute-long sex tape you uploaded to your OnlyFans account — your first official collab with Nico.
Since the first time you fucked, it actually took the both of you about six more times before one of you remembered to turn a camera on. You've been too busy being utterly and completely obsessed with each other, fucking on seemingly every possible surface in both of your apartments. But finally, you decided to film it for real, and it appears Twitter is having a fucking field day with it. Overnight alone, the tweet gained over 5,000 retweets and 12,000 likes. You decide to scroll through the replies to see what people are saying.
holy shit this was so hottttt
The collab of a LIFETIME!!!
omg my two favorites in one video?? i'm in heaven 😍
bro i just nutted in 1 minute wtf
pls make more videos together 🙏 y'alls chemistry is FIRE
Smiling, you return to your texts and reply to Seokmin.
You: i guess so ;) i can't believe we went viral lol
Seokmin: i can. that video was so hot ☺️
You: you're so right
Seokmin: what are you doing tonight?
You: you, hopefully
Seokmin: oh for sure!! but, i was actually hoping to take you out to dinner. it's about time i took you on a proper date
You: wait, are you're saying you want to date me? 🥺
Seokmin: absolutely i do. if you want, of course
You: i'd love nothing more ❤️
Seokmin: YAY :)))
pairing: ringleader!dk x acrobat!reader
genre: forbidden romance, smut [18+ mdni]
wc: 2,732
warnings: bondage (but whimsical!), oral, handjob, unprotected piv sex (that's a no-no), creampie, whimpering (yeah i wrote it what did u expect)
a/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE ONE AND ONLY @miniseokminnies!!!!!! bennie, this is dedicated to you for being the biggest coolest cutie g in the world and also dk's literal wife and also my best friend. ILYSM!!!!!! shoutout to @haologram for letting me ramble about this fic and for beta-ing <3
SYNOPSIS: The circus has one rule: relationships between performers are strictly forbidden. You never expected this to be a problem, but the arrival of a new and handsome ringleader changes things.
The circus is a place where almost anything goes.
That's what you've always loved about it — the whimsy, the spectacle, the extravagance. A true form of art, in your opinion.
You never planned to join the circus. Gymnastics was your first true love, but your favorite part was always the moments when you were flying; whether launching yourself off the springboard mid-vault, or flinging yourself from the uneven bars — the sensation of being suspended in the air, weightless and in defiance of gravity, was the absolute peak of euphoria.
As you grew older you still enjoyed gymnastics, but the appeal of the aerial arts began to beckon to you. The first time you took an aerial dance class, you were hooked. The way the silks wrap around your body as you twist and tumble and soar through the air — it was exhilarating.
So you joined the circus. You started traveling the country with what can only be described as a troop of talented misfits. Your fellow circus performers were strange and wonderful, and it didn't take long before you felt — for the first time in your life — at home.
Then one day the ringleader vanished. Gone without a trace, trailer empty and abandoned — the only evidence he was ever around was a single post-it note that read, in hastily scribbled pencil: don't try to find me.
But the show must go on. The circus owner, an odd and largely elusive man known only as Mr. Black, was quick to find a replacement. DK was like dynamite — from rehearsal to show he always gave his all, leading a dazzling performance that sent spectators into an uproar of delight every time. His presence drew in crowds like never before, bringing fresh vigor and life to the whole show. DK was revered by the masses, adored by the cast and crew. Everyone loved him — but not like you did.
The moment you laid eyes on him it was love at first sight. You never expected him to reciprocate — you were a humble acrobat, an integral part of the show certainly, but he was the main event. And yet, the passing glances, the casual but notably soft touches, the way he added a gentle darling to the end of his sentences when speaking to you — it all sent an utterly electric sensation through your skin, and before long you knew: he wanted you too.
There was only one problem. The circus is place where almost anything goes — but Mr. Black had one particular rule he was vehement about: relationships between cast members were strictly forbidden.
Now, this didn't prevent relations entirely. Hookups were not unheard of — circus performers were a notoriously horny bunch, after all. And Mr. Black knew he could not stop this. But he was insistent that cast members were not to date, not to court, not to pursue, and most certainly not to fall in love.
But that couldn't stop the fire that burned between you and the ringleader.
It began with a one-night stand, but quickly blossomed into a feverous, insatiable affair. Some nights became sleepless, filled instead with so many rounds of lovemaking that you lose count, but also with deep and meaningful conversation — talking about anything and everything until the sun begins to peek above the horizon. Neither of you let this interfere with your showmanship; rather, the blossoming passion felt between you two was invigorating, fueling the passion behind your performances into a more dynamic display than ever before.
You were quite good at covering your tracks. A few people were tangentially aware you were fucking the ringleader, but nobody else knew the full extent to which you were falling deeply and hopelessly in love with him.
Quietly, you slip through the opening in the thick red-and-white striped canvas walls of the main tent. The night sky outside is dark, but the interior of the tent is pitch black. It is past midnight, after all; even the night-owls amongst the cast members have ceased practicing by now and returned to their trailers for the evening. You blink a few times, attempting to get your eyes to adjust to your dim surroundings. You still can't see much, but then you notice the movement of a singular shadow. A hand suddenly clasps around your arm from behind; you gasp, whipping around to face the intruder, but the hand raises to your mouth before you can yelp, stifling the sound as it grasps your face firmly but tenderly. But this is not the first time this hand has been pressed against your face like this — even in the dark, you recognize whom it belongs to.
"Shhh," goes a velvety voice, the whisper emanating from right above you. Looking up, your eyes finally adapt to the darkness, and you find yourself peering into your favorite pair of brown eyes.
"It's just me, baby."
As the hand drops from your face, you gently thump your hand into the chest of the man standing before you.
"You scared me!" you scold him in a hushed tone.
"I'm sorry, my love," he smiles. Even in the lack of lighting, his smile shines radiantly. He pulls you into his embrace, cradling you lovingly; you sigh as you sink into the warmth of his body, his familiar scent flooding your senses.
"Hi Seokminnie," you murmur softly into his chest. Normally, even outside of work you and your fellow performers refer to each other by stage name; but you savor the intimacy of his given name rolling off your tongue.
"Hi baby," he replies, planting a kiss into the top of your head. "I missed you."
"I saw you just three hours ago," you tease playfully, grinning as you pull your head back to gaze up at him again.
"I know," he grins back. He then leans in, giving you a slow kiss on the lips. "But I couldn't kiss you during rehearsal," he mutters into your mouth.
"Why on earth did you want me to meet you in the tent at this hour?" he questions, rubbing your back softly with his large palms. A cheeky grin spreads across your face.
"I had an idea," you whisper. Before he can reply you dart off, grabbing his hand and tugging him along. Your fingers intertwine with his, squeezing tightly as you drag him toward the stage. You lead him toward the back, where the long ribbonous silks hang ominously from the ceiling down to the floor.
"Should I be afraid?" he asks jokingly. "You know I don't like heights, baby."
"Don't worry, love," you smile. "I'm not sending you into the skies."
With that you grasp at his shirt, yanking him into you as you begin to undo the buttons.
"Here?" he asks surprisedly as you slide his shirt off his body and discard it to the floor. "Darling, it's too risky—"
His mouth drops as you remove your own shirt, stunned into silence as your breasts fall free. He instinctively grabs at them, kneading the flesh tenderly in his palms as he admires you.
"God, you're beautiful," he whispers, his cock beginning to stiffen already at the mere sight of you standing half-bare before him. You smile sweetly, tugging at his waistband as you pull his pants down. The bulge in his underwear grows quickly; you daintily drag one finger up his length, sending a tantalizing shiver down his spine.
"You drive me crazy, you know that right?" he huffs, eyes locked onto you with fierce desire.
"Yes, I do know," you wink at him. You pull his underwear off, his cock springing free. His anxiety of being caught rapidly fizzles away, transforming instead into pure lust and excitement. He doesn't care of the consequences — he wants you more than anything else in the world, and he wants you now.
He watches you intensely as you finish disrobing, tugging your bottoms off with haste. Your core drips with arousal, giving away your also-excited state.
"Fuck," he groans, reaching to touch you, but you grasp his wrist to stop him. He looks up at you, his expression utterly pathetic with need.
"Let me tell you about my idea, darling," you coo at him. "Or, rather…"
You reach for the dangling silk, starting to wrap it around his arm.
"Let me show you."
His eyes widen as he realizes your plan.
"Oh," he exhales under his breath. You simply grin, grabbing his other arm and lifting it, gently but firmly binding his wrists together in the ribbon.
"Lift," you instruct, patting him on the thigh. His face drops, staring back at you with sudden concern.
"I don't think I can—"
You press your finger into his lips, cutting him off.
"This is a very basic pose, I promise," you assure him. "You won't even feel a thing."
With that, you pull the silk under his left thigh, wrapping it around once before doing the same for the right. Soon he is sitting in simple swing position, dangling slightly above the ground.
"See? You're fully supported," you tell him. "You can relax."
He hesitates, but slowly releases the tension in his body. Sure enough, the ribbon is sturdy, and holds him just fine with minimal effort.
"Whoa," he laughs. "I see why you enjoy this—ohhh…"
He groans as you wrap your hand around his cock, squeezing him tight in your fist as you drag your hand slowly up and down his length.
"Oh my god," he grumbles, his head falling back as you begin to jerk him off. He lets out a hiss as you rub your thumb over his tip, finding it wet with leaking precum.
"Look at you," you tease. "You're so hard already, and I've barely touched you."
"I can't help it," he grins. "I'm obsessed with you, darling."
You bite your lip, a smile spreading across your cheeks as you blush. You may be able to quickly send him into a flustered state, but he can reciprocate with ease. You drop to the floor, taking to your knees, making his pupils dilate with anticipation. Holding his cock, you wrap your lips around the head, suckling it lightly before taking him in your mouth. You begin to suck him off, gripping his base firmly as your head slowly bobs up and down.
"Fuck, baby," he whines. He instinctively wants to place his hand on your head, holding your hair lovingly as you pleasure him, but with the ribbon around his wrists his hands are forced to remain tied helplessly above his head. He doesn't mind, though. It's hot, you're hot; and right now, with you staring up at him so doe-eyed and beautiful — he doesn't care about anything else in the world but you.
"So good to me," he moans blissfully, gazing down at you with an intensity that makes your pussy ache. "So perfect, my pretty girl…"
With a gasp of air you pull your mouth off him, drool hanging from your lips as you stroke his spit-coated cock in your hand.
"Please," he begs, squirming slightly against his restraints. "Need you to fuck me."
"Well," you reply with a sweet smile. "Since you asked so nicely…"
You rise to your feet, taking a nearby silk and effortlessly climbing it with a series of stunning flips and twirls.
"There's my favorite performer," he praises, watching you enamored as you show off with a few more impressive twists and turns.
"The ringleader isn't supposed to have favorites," you remind him playfully as you swing yourself over to him. You grab onto his ribbon, spinning yourself around him a couple times until your silks are fully entangled.
"Well that's too bad," he replies as you lower yourself, wrapping your legs around his hips as you pull his body into yours. He mutters into your lips as you draw your face into his, noses pressed together, staring lustfully into each other's eyes. "Because you're my favorite."
He kisses you — slow and passionate. You press your heat against his cock, causing him to groan into your mouth. You may have been the one twirling around just moments ago, but you've got his head spinning wildly.
"Please," he repeats, his voice even more desperate than before. "I wanna feel you, baby."
You lift your hips, resting your entrance against the head of his cock. As much as you love to tease him, to watch him whimper and whine and beg for your pussy, you are equally as desperate for him to be inside you. You lower yourself slightly, letting his cock slip into you — an easy feat given how soaked you are right now. You let out a soft cry as you take the rest of his length, sitting atop him as you bottom out.
"Oh my god," he groans as you start to ride him. You've never fucked mid-air before, and it's certainly a bit of a challenge — but with the way his hips eagerly buck up into you, and the way you sink onto his deliciously thick cock, it's not long before you both are at the pinnacle of ecstasy.
"Fuck baby, you feel so amazing," he moans. He aches to touch every inch of your body, yearning to feel your soft skin in his grasp, but with his hands still tied above him he settles for kissing you. He kisses your breasts, your collarbones, your neck — anything his lips can reach. His only concern right now is bringing you as much pleasure as you are bringing him.
"I'm so close," you whine.
"Cum on my cock baby," he croons. "Let me see you."
"Want you to cum in me," you beg as the heat rises in your gut. "Please."
"Yes my love," he moans as he nips at the skin of your neck. He was already blissfully approaching his climax, and your pleading sends him over the edge. You cum, crying out into the empty tent, the shameless sounds leaving him unable to control himself any longer. His cock sinks deep inside you as he releases, filling you up deliciously with hot bursts of cum. Your walls flutter around his size as you ride out your high, indulging in every moment of it — every nerve ending in your body exploding like fireworks with delight.
As you both start to come down, you collapse into him, resting your head against his shoulder as your chest heaves with deep, satisfied breaths. His body relaxes as well, nearly melding into yours, skin hot and steamy against yours. You feel as if you could stay here forever — except for the fact that you are both tied up and dangling in the air right now.
"I love you so much," he says, kissing the top of your head. "But please let me down now."
You laugh, the sound music to his ears. You lift your head and kiss him on the cheek.
"Of course, my love."
You unwind your ribbon from his, falling gracefully out of your pose and landing upright, your feet hitting the floor silently. You untangle him, helping him back to his feet as well — albeit a bit less gracefully than you did it. As soon as he is free from the silk his arms are around you, squeezing you tightly in a warm embrace.
"I love you," you tell him with a satisfied sigh.
"I love you too, baby. More than I could ever put into words."
You look up at him, meeting his sparkling eyes. He smiles, beaming back at you bright as the sun.
"Come sleep with me tonight," he requests softly. "I want you next to me."
"Okay," you whisper back, a huge smile spreading across your cheeks.
"What should we do about… You know," you ask as you walk back to Seokmin's trailer, hand in hand. Somebody might see the two of you, but right now, you don't even care.
"The whole 'no relationships' thing?" he finishes your question for you. You look over to him; the beaming smile has not left his face.
"Yeah."
"Well… I don't know," he answers honestly.
"We could get expelled from the whole circus," you say glumly. "Our entire livelihoods — gone."
You reach Seokmin's trailer. He goes to open the door, but he pauses. He takes your hands in his.
"Then we'll make a new livelihood," he says softly, gazing at you with the entire universe in his eyes. "Together."
i wonder if you could write a smut of s/o caught dk or any other members masturbating.. i REALLY need it. I might cry 🙂. Anyway you don't need to write it if you dont want to. I really love your writing. Thank you. Dont die.
Do I love Lee Seokmin? Yeah, I do.
Did I love making a loser!Dokyeom? Fuck yeah, I did.
Did I love this prompt? You bet!
Did I make this prompt an excuse to add onto my loser!Dokyeom lore? Uhm, yup, sorry, bestie, im brain-rotting in loser!svt world.
I also would like to psa and say I think you're funny for telling me to not die and want to one-up you and say I hope your pillow is always cold, babes.
Anyways- here are my darkest inner thoughts (im kidding)
