#indulgeyunho

[indulgechangjo-blog]

This isn't what it looks like

Lately Jonghyun had been deprived of sleep, and because of it, he had started to become a little edgy. His eyes would dart from one side to the other, his hands twitching every now and then. It didn’t help that he had been pumping his body with not-so-good things, and right now, as he sat outside in some random park near his place, he had a cigarette between his lips. 

Knowing the consequences, Jonghyun kept doing bad things and now he was paying for it. Kind of. Taking a long drag, he lets the smoke fill his lungs, paint his insides grey before blowing it all out, the nicotine helping his sleep-deprived self relax a little. The cigarette is at its end, and Jonghyun drops it to the ground, putting it out with his shoe. 

Maybe a small nap would help. He rests his head back against the park bench, eyes slowly closing and he falls asleep in record time, not long after closing his eyes. 

The cool wind is what wakes him up, and also the urge to eat something. He stirs slightly, reaching up to rub his eyes but his hand collides with something, and with a start, Jonghyun wakes, eyes wide as he sees a stranger leaning over him. 

Again? 

“Oh for fuck’s–” Jonghyun clears his throat, pushing the other away. “Are you for real?” As he slowly becomes aware of his surroundings, he stares at the stranger, and for a moment, notices that he’s seen him before. Somewhere.

But he can’t recall, and his eyes hold a steel gaze as he looks at the other, waiting for an explanation. 

[ringvince-blog]

→ smut sentence starters, for indulgeyunho / ringhector

[text] I didn’t mean to send those pictures. + But since I already did... You may enjoy.

{ TO:  hector }     »  damn     »  not gonna lie, it's kinda amazing you just texted me a good view of your junk by accident and are still this unaffected     »  well maybe i'd be too if i was hung like that

[indulgejimin-blog]

〈 ★ █ ▌what you need ▬ h + p

[ indulgeyunho + smut sentence starters ]

In many ways, Jimin considered himself to be inexperienced. Though he had racked up quite a few random encounters, they were all mostly of the vanilla type. And there were things he wished to explore, but hadn’t been able to. Such as being dominated, whether by a man or a woman, he didn’t care. Never had he had the chance to, because of his body type and the stereotypes that came along with it. He didn’t mind, of course, but there times, when he wished to relinquish his control.

And while he was mildly surprised when Hector practically demanded to be the one to take that part first, he accepted it, knowing that in The Ring, there would definitely be people, of any sex, that were bigger and more aggressive than himself. Which was a turn-on, really. The difficult part was deciding how to react. He wanted to, how could he not – but with it being his first time, Jimin was slightly hesitant, showing in the shine which now caressed his forehead and the red splotched across his cheeks. Was he really ready to face being so sore that he wouldn’t be able to walk the next day? Would it be worth it?

When Hector’s hips brushed against his own, eliciting a raspy, and needy in a way he’d never known, groan from the depths of his throat, Jimin came to the conclusion. Yes, it would be worth it. Fingertips traversed along Hector’s neck, feeling for his pulse, which seemed so slow, so relaxed, in comparison to his own racing one. “P-please– Take me… wear me out,” he croaked out, a rare shyness coating his words.

[indulgetaehyung-blog]

Long winded confession text

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Send √ for a long-winded confession text 

[ sms to: Tall Dark Handsome af ]

So Hector. hey. It’s V this is gonna sound weird or not you decidebut like I seriously am in a pinch here you see there’s this hugegaping (literally you should see) hole in me and it feels so emptymaybe you could fill it up you know like with your cock what I’msaying is I’d be honored, um eager really to give my ass to youfor the night or for a week hey whatever works for you :)

Do I have to beg please don’t make me beg

I can’t stop thinking about you fucking me into the bed or floorwhatever till I can’t remember my own name this is a problem thatneeds to be dealt withI could be there giving you head fast and good right now?

Well this was embarrassing god bye

[indulgechangmin-blog]

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My character is up for “auction” in one of those charity fundraisers.

          The hammer slams down, marking the end of Changmin’s long-suffered sale period. For what felt like long hours, Changmin had stood there, looking pretty in his navy blue suit as people shouted price suggestions for his head. Or, perhaps, for some other part of his body – but why should he care? The event is a success. Just the money earned with Changmin’s own sale would be enough to put a smile on his boss’ face.             As he climbs off the stage, leaving the spotlight to meet his buyer, Changmin tells himself that why he’s happy. Because his boss will be happy with the successful fundraiser. Not because his buyer is a familiar face. (A strikingly handsome one, looking even more so under the chandelier’s diffuse lighting.)             “That was quite a lot of money you put on me,” is the first thing Changmin says once he’s within Yunho’s earshot. “Could’ve bought me this entire outfit. And, trust me, this wasn’t cheap.”

[indulgejackson-blog]

“Touch yourself for me.”

Jackson flushes a shade darker than his natural skin tone, not something induced by any embarrassment that might ensue after such a demand, no, more likely something similar to annoyance, matched with a glint of a challenging gaze - before he gives in. I could do this at home. Disgruntled, he lets him know it, but theres not much he can do with the older male looming over him. 

The decision becomes even less of his own when Hector moves away, heat of his thigh no longer pressing insistently against his clothed erection. His gaze never wavers, eyebrows pulled together in indignation, occasionally peaking every time his hand strokes furiously down his length. Every touch seems to become less of his own with the way the older male is looking at him, and although his glare lessons, his eye contact does not, because theres something surprisingly satisfactory about how still he is, focused on the way Jacksons thumb rolls over the head of his cock. 

[indulgejimin-blog]

“I want to fuck you right now.” + "I will make sure you won't walk tomorrow.*

[ indulgeyunho + smut sentence starters ]

In many ways, Jimin considered himself to be inexperienced. Though he had racked up quite a few random encounters, they were all mostly of the vanilla type. And there were things he wished to explore, but hadn’t been able to. Such as being dominated, whether by a man or a woman, he didn’t care. Never had he had the chance to, because of his body type and the stereotypes that came along with it. He didn’t mind, of course, but there times, when he wished to relinquish his control.

And while he was mildly surprised when Hector practically demanded to be the one to take that part first, he accepted it, knowing that in The Ring, there would definitely be people, of any sex, that were bigger and more aggressive than himself. Which was a turn-on, really. The difficult part was deciding how to react. He wanted to, how could he not – but with it being his first time, Jimin was slightly hesitant, showing in the shine which now caressed his forehead and the red splotched across his cheeks. Was he really ready to face being so sore that he wouldn’t be able to walk the next day? Would it be worth it?

When Hector’s hips brushed against his own, eliciting a raspy, and needy in a way he’d never known, groan from the depths of his throat, Jimin came to the conclusion. Yes, it would be worth it. Fingertips traversed along Hector’s neck, feeling for his pulse, which seemed so slow, so relaxed, in comparison to his own racing one. “P-please– Take me… wear me out,” he croaked out, a rare shyness coating his words.

[indulgetaehyung-blog]

“I think you need to be spanked.”

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     Despite his at best half hearted attempt at keeping a straight face Taehyung was fast to yield into the almost childlike grin tugging on the corner of mouth, eyes twinkling with concealed amusement as the arm which wasn’t securely holding onto broad shoulder halted, hovering above the man’s head when he fell into satisfaction over masterpiece finished.

     Hector’s hair was sticking out to every which direction, no sign of his slicked back look that no doubt had been styled with care.

     “I don’t feel like getting spanked.” Cheeky, tone almost managing to level into that of casual as he clung on tighter, legs wrapped around the older male’s waist still from when he had, out of momentary impulse and riding high on stored energy, practically thrown himself at the man. Taehyung was glad he had been caught and not dropped on the floor as first reaction, hand warm on the low of his back as he yet fought against outwardly showing how utterly pleased he was for this outcome.

     Fingers pressed into spine and he knew, then, perhaps this was not such a glorious idea to be carried out with this particular person but there was nothing to do about that anymore, and if inquired he would honestly say this was a complementing look on Hector, messy, tiny bit less refined.

     However, if accused, Taehyung would deny any and all curious tries at riling up the man in his desire to witness what may be evoked.