continuing the nerd!haechan thoughts, i genuinely can’t get over the idea of him eating you out with his glasses on. when he gets a bit too stressed out with his nose buried in textbooks for hours on end, he comes to find you to bury his nose in your pussy instead.
he’s always so obsessed with your cunt, lost in his own world, that he doesn’t even realize the mess he’s making. all he cares about is making you feel good. he’d beg for you to cum on his face, not caring about how it would mess up his poor glasses and get them all dirty. he’d do it again and again if it meant getting to taste you.
i can’t be normal about this… please save me… i need to take a deep breath
UMMM UMMM UM yeah… yeah… literally wrote this all in one sitting it hit me so hard… nerd!haechan we need u so bad… part 2 part 3
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it’s finals week.
normally, he’d head to the library, study until he felt satisfied and head back home afterwards. there would be no issues, and if there was something he didn’t know, he could figure it out in time. he’s always ready for his finals, notes written up perfectly, powerpoints all read through, nothing being able to stop him.
except this time, haechan can’t stop thinking about you.
he’s trying to read an article about… something for one of his classes, but nothing is making sense to him. all the words are blurring together, none of it sticking to his mind. all his thoughts trace back to you, thinking about how you rode him the other day. the sweet smile on your face when he begged to let you use him.
he can feel his cock stir in his sweats, any thought of studying now replaced with you. he wants you to use him like a toy, putting all his stress into you. he wants to taste you on his tongue, wants to feel you tug at his hair as you call him your good boy. he quickly takes his phone out of his pocket, shifting in his seat uncomfortably.
haechan: are you at home right now?
you: yeah, why?
he doesn’t respond after that, quickly packing his things as he heads to your apartment.
when you answer the door, you’re met with haechan. he’s blushing, hands balled into fists at his sides as he dazedly stares at you. you cock your head to the side, “hey, are you alright?”
“you don’t know how bad i need you right now.” his hands cup your face, pulling you into a kiss. you laugh a bit, pulling him inside as you lock the door behind him. he desperately kisses you, the shy haechan from before no longer present. he mumbles against your lips, “couldn’t stop thinking about eating you out. almost got hard while studying all because of you.”
he whimpers when you wrap your arms around his shoulders, deepening the kiss. his hands are all over you, groping your flesh as he tries to pull you even closer. you hum, “slow down, baby. let’s head to the bedroom, yeah? let you eat me out?”
he’s tugging you to your own bedroom, slamming the door shut as he presses you against the wall. he’s all whines and whimpers when he pulls off your clothes, leaving you bare once he settles you on the bed. his pupils are dilated when he looks at you, drool practically spilling out of his mouth at the thought of you.
you’ve only let him do this once before, and there’s nothing he’d rather be doing than burying his face into your heat. he’s still fully clothed when he joins you on the bed, laying on his stomach as he parts your thighs. he sees how you’re dripping, wanting this just as much as he does. he licks his lips before placing kisses along your inner thighs.
you shiver at the feeling of his lips so close to where you need him. you warn, “don’t try teasing me, haechan.”
“wouldn’t- wouldn’t ever try doing that to you.”
he hovers over you, your scent all around him, flooding all of his senses. he licks a strip up your cunt before he sucks at your entrance, licking up all your slick. he can taste you on your tongue, nothing in the world compares to the sweet taste of your slick. he closes his eyes, sucking harshly at your clit.
you whine out his name as your hands move to thread through his hair, pulling him closer. you can feel the frames of his glasses press into your thighs, laughing internally with how he never takes them off. he says it's so he can see you better, and you can’t really argue with that. you hear the lewd sounds of him licking and slurping your cunt, not caring about how messy he's being.
he can’t say he didn’t expect you to tug at his hair, but it always feels so good when you do. you’re using him to get off, pulling him around to where you want him. he’s your personal toy, only made to pleasure you. he can’t help how his hips grind into the mattress, the thought of it all being too much for him to handle.
he manages to open his eyes when he hears more whines slip out of your mouth. he can’t really see, fog and your own slick coating his glasses as he tries to look at you. he moans out, burying his face deeper into your pussy. he can feel his tip leaking with precum, surely staining the front of his pants in an embarrassing way. he can hear your laugh now, calling him your sweet loser.
you call out to him, hands harshly gripping against the strands of his hair as his tongue reaches deep inside you, his nose pressing against your clit. you watch his hips rut into your bed, and it all sends shivers down your spine. “b-baby, you’re gonna make me cum. keep going and i’ll cum all over your face.”
“wan’ it, want it so bad. need you to cum, need to know how good i’m doing.”
you roll your hips into him, cumming all over his tongue as he helps ride you through your orgasm. his hips roll into your bed, his tip spurting cum into his sweats at the sight of you fucked out. he laps at your entrance, licking up the sweet taste of your cum. you release your grip on his hair, relaxing at his touch.
you realize his tongue doesn’t stop, mouth sloppily sucking on your clit as your thighs try to close around his head. he doesn’t try to move them, instead, looks up at you over his messy glasses, smeared with your cum. there’s no teasing in his eyes, only desperation that keeps on building. you let out a moan of his name, his hips continuing to fuck into your bed.
you try to weakly push his head away, but he swats away your hands. his hands reach to grab you by your waist, keeping you in place as he pulls you even closer. “baby, please, you’re gonna- fuck, you feel so good- gonna make me cum again!”
he whimpers against your folds, ears ringing as he tries to stop himself from cumming too fast again. “j-just wanna,” he mumbles into you, “wanna feel you cum, wanna taste you, wanna make you feel good. want you to use me as much as you want!”
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fics:
• sloppy seconds - l. hc + k. dy
hard hours / blurbs:
• [10:23] jaemin text
• manhandling hc
• [09:41] riding haechan
• pegging hc (ft. breeding)
• [12:47] ex bf jaehyun
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• sub!jeno
• sub!doyoung
• racer!mark as your boyfriend
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dianna 😭😭😭😭😭 mark’s newest concept photos are driving me INSANE…. i had to share bc they’re also fueling the pegging thoughts so bad like I WANT TO FUCK MARK I CANTTTT
YESYESYESYESYES you GET IT. he's such a whore oh my god. the pillow between his legs? right when i was already having jaemin pillow humping thoughts? like he wants us to suffer.
the way he's laying there with the pillow between his legs and his body all sprawled out all over the bed looking up with a face that SCREAMS "please use me". my first thought is to make him beg for it. i want to watch him squirm and writhe while i touch him over his clothes while he struggles to tell me how much he wants me to fuck him open with my strap 🫶
haechan is always so cute when he wears those thick-rimmed glasses that it kinda just makes me wanna ruin him. imagine him looking up at you with pleading eyes and those cute glasses tilted on his face while you ride him. it’d be even better if he’s all messy, tears falling freely and his brain all muddled because all he can think about is you and how badly he wants to cum.
i NEED to hear ur thoughts on this.. it’s been a wip in my drafts for like a week i’m going insane
THIS BUT WITH NERD!HAECHAN. i need to sit down and take a breath... everyone stand back. part 2 part 3
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“my pretty boy, what’s wrong?”
you know what’s wrong, you’re teasing him. you’re on his lap, slowly riding him as he tries to hold back cries and whimpers. his head is tilted back, his neck practically begging to be kissed. you lean forward, pressing soft, wet kisses all over. he gives up on holding back his sounds, whining out to you as he grips tightly on your hips.
“please,” he lets out a choked whimper, “just wanna cum, wan’ you to let me cum.”
he tilts forward, trying to kiss you. you move out of the way, laughing at how he tries to chase your lips. your hand grips his face, cooing at how he looks up at you with his pretty eyes. he looks dazed, already so fucked-out with just you on top of him. you haven’t even given him what he really wants, just grinding down your hips as he twitches inside of you.
“mm, it feels nice like this, though. you feel so good inside of me.”
he nods, eyes fluttering shut as you clench around him. he can’t beg, taking what you give him without complaining. he never thought this would happen, never thought you’d fuck him like this. all the nights he’s spent fisting his cock to the thought of you can’t compare to this, even if you’re practically ignoring him. he lets out a shaky breath, his blunt nails digging into the skin of your hips.
“won’t you tell me how bad you want this, my pretty baby?”
he fights off a moan, biting the inside of his cheek before he speaks, “want this so bad, thought of you so much and i just- just wanna cum.”
“aw,” you pout, “all you wanna do is cum? thought you wanted to hang out with me, too.”
he quickly shakes his head, sitting up a bit more straight, “n-no! i do! i like you so much, i want to be with you, want you to fuck me!”
a wry smile appears on your face, “that’s all i needed to hear, baby.”
you almost pull off of him before slamming your hips down. he lets out a loud cry, his hips chasing yours as he tries desperately not to cum so fast. he can’t let this end, can’t let the sight of you on top of him go. you look down at him with hooded eyes, your gaze and how good you feel against him making his face go hot.
his glasses become foggy, the sight of your teasing smile getting lost behind the fog. he whines out in embarrassment, the back of his hand reaching up to messily wipe away at the fog. he shoves his glasses a little too hard, too focused on how your warm walls suck him in deeply.
you laugh out at his crooked glasses, cooing as you fix them, “you’re so excited, so excited that you're drooling and being all clumsy.”
he nods, not trusting his shaky voice. it fails though, feeling your thumb press against his mouth, swiping at the drool that’s slipped out. he wasn’t even aware he was drooling, your body pressed against him being almost too much for him to handle. he can feel your nipples against his chest, his back arching to meet press harder against your chest.
your thumb traces his bottom lip, “suck.”
he listens, two of your fingers sliding into his mouth as he swirls his tongue around them. you’re all over him, he wants to stay like this forever. he might just be a little too obsessed with you like this, taking all that you want from him as he sits there, allowing you to do whatever.
your fingers slide out of his mouth, opting to trail under his shirt, moving to his chest. he lets out a loud whimper as he feels your wet fingers toy with his nipples. he can’t help how his hips stutter against you, the stimulation becoming too much. he can feel how tears begin to build in his eyes, pleasure consuming him.
“doesn’t this feel so nice?” you realize he’s not listening to you, watching him moan freely as his hands grip your thighs. you slow down your pace, grinding down on his cock as you try to ignore how his tip hits your sweet spot. you pinch his nipple, his chest arching into yours as he almost cums on the spot.
“pay attention to me,” you whine, “or else i’ll make myself cum on your cock and leave you here all by yourself.”
he lets out a shaky breath, “s-sorry. it just feels too good, you fuck me so good.” his eyes look up at you, losing focus as he sees the grin on your face. he has to tell himself to pay attention, tries to refocus as your hips begin to bounce against him again. the sound of skin against skin, the harsh sting of your nails digging into his skin making his cock twitch. he loves it all.
he realizes he’s crying when you press kisses against his cheeks, tongue swiping out to lick them up. you can feel his warm breath fan across your face, whispers of your name filling the little space between the both of you. when you lean back, his eyes bore into yours, “can i please cum? wanna fill you up…”
you smile, hand reaching up to wipe a stray tear off his cheek. you clean his glasses for him, wiping them against his shirt before placing them back on his nose. he thanks you, hips pushing inside of you, trying to remind you what he really wants. you move his hands back to your hips, feeling how he grips at the flesh, taking you all in.
“i’ll give my baby whatever he wants.”
you hear him whisper out a small thank you as you move faster, feeling how restless he’s become. he doesn’t care about how loud he’s being, doesn’t care about how much he might seem like a desperate loser right now. none of it matters when you’re here right now, your eyes watching his face, drinking up all his sounds.
when he realizes he’s close to cumming, he moves his hands up to your waist and pulls you close to him. his eyes look into yours before deeply kissing you. it’s messy, tongues moving against each other as drool slides down your chin. you can feel how hot his face is, imagining how his glasses are probably fogged up again.
you don’t care, feeling his hands reach for whatever he can grab as his hips rut into yours as he cums inside of you. spurts of cum shoot into you, his cock twitching with every movement you make. he’s moaning into your mouth, trying to fight off the overstimulation as you cum around his cock, fueled by his pretty moans and face.
he tries to push at your hips, but they move on their own as you ride him. his spent cock twitches inside of you, the pain bleeds into pleasure as you fuck yourself onto him. he can feel you slow down, pulling out of him. he realizes that it’s all over, suddenly wanting you close again. he moans out, “don’t want this to end, want you here, wan’ you to use me whenever. please, please don’t go.”
hiii val bear 😇 i need to ask u for ur thoughts on pegging haechan… we literally talked about it earlier today but i need to hear more!!!
hey winnie 😇 very normal thoughts abt haechan i am super normal
thinking about haechan bringing up pegging one day, looking uncharacteristically shy as he explains what he wants you to do with him.
thinking about how once it finally happens, he’d be all flushed, and arm draped over his face from how embarrassed he is with you looking down on him.
“thought you wanted this?” you ask.
“i do, it’s just-” his cock twitches pathetically against his stomach, “you look so fucking good right now.”
you laugh as you slowly press into him, a loud whimper coming from him as you stretch him out. his hands fist at the sheets, eyes shut as he shakes under you. you let him adjust once you bottom out, watch his cock throb at the feeling.
“how does it feel, haechan?”
his hips roll against your strap, trying to get you deeper, “need you to- need you move already.”
you do. you start off slow, waiting for your boyfriend to get used to the feeling. he’s too impatient, whining out for you to move faster already. you pout as you pinch at one of his nipples, his chest pushing up into your touch.
he’d be so loud, whines and whimpers filling up your room as you fuck him.
you watch as he reaches for his cock, so close to cumming that he wraps a fist around his length to get himself off. you quickly scold him, saying that he needs to take what he asked for, nothing more.
“you’re so needy, hyuckie,” you watch as he shakes his head no, “i’m already fucking you, but you still need more?”
he groans out, “just- fuck, need to cum already, wanna cum!”
“i wanna hear you beg for it, though,” you say in a whiny tone meant to mock him, “let me know how good i fuck you.”
he isn’t used to begging, always asking you to beg him to let you cum. his cheeks burn in embarrassment, eyes shutting as he takes in a breath, “shit- baby, you feel so fucking good. need it so bad, want you to make me cum!”
“all you had to do was ask, haechan.”
he wraps his arms around you, his blunt nails digging into your back as you thrust into him. it would only take a few more thrusts until he cums untouched all over his chest, moaning out your name as he does.
just to tease him, you wrap a fist around his softening cock and grind your strap into him. he lets out a loud whimper at the overstimulation, watching how you grin when you pull away from him.
your sub!haechan works are so !!!!!!! i’m in love with the way you write him and how whiny he gets it’s so cute!! haechan as a whiny sub is one of my fav concepts ever <3
EEEEE THANK YOUUUU
i personally think that he just gets sooo overwhelmed during sex, all his mind can think abt is you… all he can do is beg for u to touch him and fuck him he’ll literally let u do anything to him as long as you touch him ☹️
