✧ yeonjun is a switch!!! however, he typically does not really care about the dynamics and just follows with what his guts are saying ( ˶°ㅁ°). some days, he really needs to be in control and fuck his frustrations (or horniness) away but on the remaining days, he doesn't mind if someone else is in control. mostly not so defined dom/sub dynamics on normal days.
✧ soobin is a sub.
✧ ok, ok, just joking hehe. soobin is submissive! he tries to be so bratty too cause he likes getting punished but he usually fails cause he listens if you tell him to do something ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀). this man yearns for the punishments. if for some reason, he doms... he is typically a very giving and soft dom.
✧ beomgyu is the switch 100%. if you look for the definition of a switch, there is a photo of beomgyu beside it ( ,,⩌⤙⩌,,). a mean dom who enjoys teasing orrrr a bratty sub who knows exactly how to push your buttons. he can make both sides work. he can easily be a soft and sweet dom during more vulnerable moments. a very flexible man ngl.
✧ taehyun is a dom! he can be so stern and stickler when it comes to rules (◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ ). good luck if you ever break his rules... he will put you in your place. he occasionally gets the mood for more gentle and sweet stuff because ultimately tyun is a big gentleman. if for some reason he subs, you will have to teach him haha he will get lost and maybe even try to fight for dominance.
✧ i'm getting the feel that kai (ugh just heart eyes for this man) is another switch! this depends entirely on what side of him you need. if you're making him choose, he'll either be a soft dom who enjoys spoiling you orrr a whiny subby mess. he won't oppose if you want him to be a bit rougher. just say the right words and he'll press you to the mattress and just take you (⸝⸝> ᴗ•⸝⸝).
hp state ur silly little thoughts about buff hyuka pls i beg
okie doke!!! let's try to aim for 3 sfw and 2 nsfw ehehe
cw. buff!kai aka irl kai, cooking, reader feels a lil scared, sex, missionary, a little biting, being held up while fucking.
thinking about cooking with buff kai (even though he apparently can't cook for shit) and you struggle w opening a jar of something but he opens it like its nothing. and he gives you such a smug look >< or him having to reach over you for something that's super high up and watching his bicep flex as he reaches up.
him setting up a cutie movie date on a quiet lil beach for y'all. with a little projector and screen and everything. leaning back against him and he notices how chilly you are so he wraps his big arms around you, making you all cozy and warm </3 and you feel his muscles and how strong he is and you feel so safe and warm and secure </3
ugh him not knowing ur sleeping peacefully on the couch and he bursts through the front door of ur apartment, scaring the shit outta you so bad that u might tear up a little and hide under your blanket and he comes over and apologizes and just rubs ur back and holds you in his big strong arms while he's whispering "its okay, baby...ur safe," ehehe my weakness fr. i know its corny when a man tells me im safe but idgaf lmao i still get wet for it
him fucking you in missionary and he's leaning overtop of you so he can kiss your pretty lips, while he encircles your head with his arms to hold himself up. and goddamn his arms look so strong and muscle-y and it makes ur head reel. you turn your head to kiss his big ole biceps over and over and maybe even bite them a lil :3
im obsessed with the idea of being held up while fucking although its pretty impractical for most ppl, but not for kai because he's so fucking strong wink wink. thinking about him picking u up and literally just holding you in place in the air to fuck up in you. his arms holding you up from under ur thighs while he bounces you on his cock and ur floating bc it feels so good but also bc ur literally fucking floating lmao.
warnings: sloppy make-out, praise (kinda), mentions of his cock and a LOT of spit mentioned i have a bit of a problem
MINORS DNI
It started with an innocent kiss. It always did though didn't it? He'd came up behind you in the kitchen, arms slipping around your waist, lips pressing lazily against your neck,
"you look good," he mumbled, hands sliding beneath your his shirt and snaking up towards your chest. You hummed in appreciation, mumbling a good morning before turning around to meet his gaze. Kai leaned down, pressing a light, lazy kiss along the outline of your mouth (do ykwim?) and letting his hands lay on your hips, while his fingertips sneaked below the waistline of your panties.
"Mh you look so sexy in the morning," he mumbled into your mouth, his voice still deep and laced with sleep as you felt him lean into you with want. He pushed you back lightly as your hands gripped onto the counter behind you, "kai, it's 9 am," you warned, but obviously, he didn't care. His hands found your hips again as he leaned back in, his mouth moving with more force now as his tongue licked into your mouth, grazing your teeth and mixing the taste of his toothpaste with the taste of yours. As he got carried away with himself, his hands crept up to your chest, pulling at your tits with force as he kissed you with more ambition than before, clearly loosing his care as you felt his hot saliva dribble past your lips and down your neck. You whined slightly into his mouth, that's when he lost it for real, as if he hadn't already, his lips became feverish as more of his saliva dripped from your chin, his knee slightly moving in between yours as his cock grazed against your hip and his fingers flicked against your nipples.
You pushed him back, panting, yet he seemed as if nothing had just happened as he used his shirt to wipe the saliva from his mouth, "baby do we have any milk I wanna make oatmeal?"
You should have known better, Yeonjun's parties always end up in chaos. You should have known better than agree to play his stupid games cause he knew too much. So that's how you found yourself locked in a crumbed closet with Kai, your best friend and the guy whom you've harboured feelings for too long. But what you didn't know was that he did it too.
⚠: MDNI, college!au, childhood friends to lovers, reckless driving, explicit sexual content, porn with a little to no plot, seven minutes in heaven trope, band-member!Kai, alcohol consumption, mutual pinning, sexual tension, soft confessions, lots of kissing, soft-dom Kai, sub reader, switch both of them, hand-job (m), unprotected sex (wrap it up people), creampie, overstimulation, don't know if I forget smth!
Author's thoughts: this is the filthiest filth I've ever written, enjoy ;)
▶︎•၊၊||၊|။|||||။၊|။• Apocalypse || CAS
Music was thumping low throughout Yeonjun's apartment which you currently were all gathered. To celebrate their successful first concert as the headliners of the biggest rock festival in Korea, Yeonjun invited you and few other people to his house.
It was very past midnight now and most of the guests had left, leaving only you and a few mutual friends scattered across the lounge doing absolutely nothing but stare at the ceiling. After, God knows how much alcohol, no one was capable to do anything but lay down and drink more.
"I'm bored." Heeseung whined, downing the nth drink for tonight. "Yeah, we should something!" Beomgyu added, shooting up from the couch he was laying on. "Oh-oh, I know!" Nicholas jammed in, "How about another round of balls to the wall?"
"Nope, we already drunk much." Taehyun responded, taking the prominent vodka bottle from Nicholas hands. "Buzz killer." Nicholas huffed, plopping back on the armchair. "As I recall, last time we played this game I drove you to the hospital with alcohol poisoning." Taehyun commented.
"Guys stop fighting. I got this." Yeonjun called out from the kitchen. He appeared moments later holding a half empty soju bottle, which drunk with one galp. "Spin the bottle!"
"Well, we only have one pair of lips." Soobin said with a smirk, motioning towards you. "Excuse me?" you responded to his teasing comment and Kai, who was clinging next to you, burst out laughing.
"Why, mine won't do for you?" Beomgyu said, throwing an arm over Soobin's shoulders, too drunk to be mindful of his actions. "Oh my God, get a room." Heeseung retorted, rolling his eyes. "Wha- no, no! Ew, no!" Soobin said defensively. "Like you wouldn't like it, your loss~" Beomgyu teased, shoving his face closer to Soobin's. "For the love of God, Jesus!" Heeseung said, covering his eyes.
"Come on everyone, truth or dare!" you called to stop the madness, settling down on the floor. In a blink of an eye, everyone had formed a circle. Yeonjun then placed the bottle he was holding in the middle and spun it. It landed to Soobin.
"Truth or dare?" Yeonjun asked. "Truth." Soobin answered. "Alright, hm... Is it truth you read yaoi?" Yeonjun asked, a playful smirk reaching his lips. "Yes." Soobin muttered after a while, red-faced. "And then you say you don't like my lips~" Beomgyu teased, nudging his sides.
"Next question!" Soobin said, already spinning the bottle, "Taehyun, truth or dare?"
"Dare." he replied. "I dare you to finish the vodka you took from Nicholas." Soobin said, holding out the bottle. "And who's gonna drive you home?" Taehyun commented, taking the bottle anyway. "We'll take a cab. What, you're scared~" Soobin asked mockingly. To his response, Taehyun downed the whole thing while mentaining eye contact with him the whole time. "Call me chicken again." Taehyun said fiercely.
The game went on smoothly for the next few rounds. Inappropriate questions, life threatening dares, caustic comments, nothing out of the ordinary. All until Yeonjun's turn came again.
"Ohhhhh-ohhhh-ohhhh-owoooo, Y/n~" he mused with a dangerous smirk plastered on his face, his eyes briefly snapping to Kai then back to you. "Truth or dare?"
This was trick question. You knew what was coming and once again, you regretted trusting him. Of course, how could you be so stupid? Yeonjun would never respect your secrets but he was the only one who could understand. You knew him since you wore dippers and practically you, him and Kai grew up together.
So, one day, at 6th grade, when he found you crying he did everything to cheer you up. And when he asked what had happened and you were upset, you told him all about how you liked Kai for years and how jealous you were when that girl from your class asked him out on valentine's day.
But what you didn't know was that that same day, after the date, Kai came to him and told him that he liked you and no matter how hard he tried to keep his feelings at bay for the sake of you, he couldn't.
It was surprising that he kept for so long actually but you had to find a way to minimise the damage. You analysed every possible scenario and figured that it safer to say dare. Wrong...
"Seven minutes in heaven with the person on your right." he said, his eyes glimming with mischief. And of course the person on your right was Kai. Immediately the place erupted with cooes and cheers. You were so gonna kill him.
You looked at Kai next to you, his expression unreadable. Yeonjun and Nicholas escorted you two to the small storage room down the hall. All the time, Kai didn't look or spoke at you, more like he looked terrified.
"Alright, you know the rules. Seven minutes, everything is allowed and have fun~" Yeonjun said, shoving you two in the crambed space. Nicholas closed the doors and started counting, leaving you alone in the darkness.
The first few seconds no one spoke. There was an awkward tension between you, thing that was strange for you two. You could sense that Kai was tense, his breathing rapid and shallow. "We, um, we don't have to do anything. We can just wait until the time's up..." you trailed off in an attempt to ease him.
He remained silent, shifting continuously against you. "Kai?" you asked concerned.
You didn't understand how it happened but his lips were against yours in a hungry, desperate kiss. It caught you by surprise, you froze. Kai pulled away immediately. "I-I'm sorry Y/n, I-I-" he tried to say but before he could finish, you kissed him again.
Maybe it the impulsive effects of the alcohol in his system, but Kai decided to tell you what he'd been holding since the 6th grade. He knew that if he wouldn't do it now, he wouldn't do it never.
"Y/n-" he choked in between the kisses, "I like you." he muttered breath against your lips. "Mm, I like you too, I had since forever." you replied pulling away, resting your forehead against his. "Then, what took you so long to say it?" he said before diving for yet another kiss, only this time it was slow, loving kiss.
But it didn't take long before things got heated again. You felt his tongue teasing your lower lip and you parted without thinking twice. He slipped his tongue in your mouth, exploring as you both fought for dominance, which in the end he won.
Soon, you parted again to breathe but he didn't stop touching you. His lips found your throat, kissing and sucking the sensitive skin while his body was unconsciously grinding flush to yours. That's when you felt it, his growing buldge against your upper thighs. He was painfully hard and you decided to help him by palming him above his jeans.
A shaky breath left from his nose at the feeling, his head falling on your shoulder. Strained, quiet hums were leaving his lips as you continued, so you unzipped his jeans to touch him properly. You slipped your hand in his boxers and started jerking him off. His knees buckled and he almost lost his balance.
It didn't take him long to cum in your fist, whispering curses under his breath. You took your hand out and brought it to your mouth licking it clean. Kai could see you from the tiny cracks on the door, letting some light it, and he almost came again at the sinful sight before him.
"When we get out of here, we're leaving." he growled, deep and guttural, zipping up his pants. Seconds later, the door flew open, Yeonjun and Nicholas standing from outside. "Having fun~" Yeonjun asked at how messy you both looked. "We're leaving." Kai responded, taking your hand and rushing you both out of there.
Kai was sober enough to at least not crush, so he took your car keys drove off to his apartment. As soon as you reached it, the door barely closed behind you before he pushed you to the wall, his lips messily attacking yours.
He walked you backwards towards his room, clothes falling off in the way until you both were in your underwear. Your knees hit his bed, dropping on the mattress. He dropped with you, his lips not leaving yours even for a second. Your hands were all over him, his waist, shoulders, his hair. Right now you needed him as close as he could be.
Your fingers brushed the hem of boxers, aching to be inside you. "Kai, please..." you muttered in between his kisses. He didn't waste time getting rid of his boxers. And you shuffled off your panties. His skilful fingers unhooked your bra, sending it along with the rest of your underwear.
You rolled him over against the headboard and straddled his lap. He could easily overpower you but right now all he wanted was to feel you, he didn't care how.
You placed your hands on his chest for support as you lined yourself with his length, slowly sinking onto him. The stretch was perfect, unlike everything you've experienced so far. He wasn't that long but he was thick, very thick to the point it started burning from the first few inches.
"O-oh my God!" you screamed when you bottomed out. You were so full of him you thought you'd lose your mind. You gave yourself sometime to get used to him before slowly started rocking your hips.
Kai's hands were gripping your waist, guiding you up and down as you struggled to take him each time. Your knees didn't last long and you collapsed on him. "I-I can't." you said breathlessly.
Before you progress it, Kai flipped you on your stomach. His hands now gripped your ass, hard that you were sure it'd leave imprints tomorrow. Without warning, he buried himself all the way in in one shift motion. At that, your eyes rolled back, your grip on the sheets tightening.
"So tight-" he groaned. He started moving, slowly at first not to overwhelm you but soon he lost control, drilling into you in a merciless and fast pace. "M-mm." you moaned when he leaned against your back, trailing open mouthed kisses along your shoulder, the new angle somehow hitting deeper.
"I love you Y/n..." he muttered on your skin, "I did since forever."
"I love you -uhnn- too!" you responded, barely conscious from the intense pleasure
"Ugh, say it again! I want you to say it when you cum all over cock." he said panting, somehow moving faster, "You're mine, please say you're mine. I love you."
"I- ah- I love you, I love you! Mm- I-I'm yours forever!" you screamed when he hit that one spot inside you that made you see the whole damn galaxy.
"You're so goddamn perfect." he growled when he felt your cunt fluttering around him. His hand found the way on between your legs, fingers messily circling your clit. You couldn't hold on anymore. Your body spasmed as you fell apart underneath him, cumming the hardest in your whole entire existence.
"That's it, my best girl." Kai exhaled heavily as he continued moving inside you, chasing his own high. He didn't last much longer with the way your walls struggled him and he came with a broken moan, marking you his from the inside out.
He kept rocking his hips slightly, helping you both ride it out and until you both were trembling and overstimulated.
Then he collapsed atop you, careful not to crash you. You turned your face towards him, both you were smiling like idiots. He brushed a stray strand from your face before he leaned in, kissing your lips sweetly.
You buried yourself in his warmth, lips ghosting the crook of his neck, eyes falling heavy. Kai pulled the covers atop you, carefully taking you in his embrace. He placed a kiss on your forehead before letting himself sleep too.
The next day when you woke up, you didn't believe that what happened last night was real. You were looking at Kai sleeping in your arms but still it felt like a dream. You had to see Yeonjun's text «You two fucked, right~» to confirm it wasn't a dream.
You were so gonna get back at him.
Or maybe not, I mean, you were with Kai, the boy you loved since forever, so no harm done, right?
SOOBIN - looking up at you with those puppy eyes while stuffing you full of his fingers “does that feel good? Hmm~ I bet it does, I know it does…”
YEONJUN -no matter how he wants to give off that he’s okay, he’s pussy drunk at this rate “s…so good~” small mumbled falling from his lips “m-more more MORE FUCK!”
TAEHYUN - “you like that baby? So full with my cock, letting me slam it into you~ you live this cock down you? Say it. Say you love it!” He smirk just to pull out and watch the bit of precum soak your begging hole from the mirror in front of him “so pretty”
BEOMGYU - this is literally y’all’s Twitter post, he’s watching himself fuck you through the camera lens, refusing to belive his actually balls deep in your pretty pussy “moan louder, we don’t want to hide your pretty moans baby”
KAI - he’s so flustered but wants too tail you at the same time “pussy feels so good ~ I can’t wait to watch you cum!” A filthy smirk on his face “look at you crying for it”
childhood best friend takes a steamy turn as he finds
himself wanting more than just innocent hugs.
Word count: 1,109
Second one: https://www.tumblr.com/tyuns-world/743522891684102144/growing-pains-2
Minors DNI
Kai, once just an innocent childhood friend with a crush, transformed when you both entered college. Discussions about dating and other men acted as kindling to ignite his jealousy and possessiveness. How dare you even entertain the thought of granting your heart to another, of sharing kisses, embarking on dates, exchanging longing glances, surrendering your virginity, or allowing any touch that wasn't his?
It started as an innocent crush, with stolen glances, lingering hugs, and a smile that brightened when your texts arrived. But then, Kai couldn't suppress the dirty thoughts that surged whenever you were near. Kai has known for a while that he's into more taboo things when it comes to the bed, but he never thought those thoughts would apply to you. He found himself questioning the length of your dresses, fixating on the cute bows adorning your thigh highs, desiring to prove himself superior by fucking you in front of your 'crushes'. Suddenly, your full, plump lips seemed made for something more than innocent smiles, and the thought of tying you up with the ribbon from your hair became an obsession, a desire for you never to leave him.
The breaking point came when you energetically entered his shared apartment, boasting about finally losing your virginity. Kai, in the midst of a heated Mario Kart race, paused his game, leaving his roommate Taehyun irritated by the interruption. A tangible shift occurred in Kai's demeanor. Something that went noticed by everyone but you. Kai questioned your announcement, leading to an unsettling (for him) conversation in his room.
As you sat on Kai’s well-worn gaming chair at his cluttered desk, surrounded by game controllers and a large screen, you rambled about a guy you liked. Leaving your number and planning to meet at his place, you expected Kai’s usual supportiveness. However, it vanished, replaced by a dark, strange look. Kai's incredulous reaction cast a shadow over the once-familiar surroundings. "You're excited because some guy doesn't have the decency to even take you out on a date and only wants to get in your pants?" he finally questioned, leaving you taken aback by your once-supportive friend's unexpected reaction.
"Well, if he wants me in that way, obviously it'll lead to a relationship, Kai," you retort with a hint of sass. Kai chuckles at your innocent remark. "Sure," he says, rolling his eyes, now purposefully provoking your irritation with his sarcasm. "Kai, what's this," you gesture towards him, "about?" you pout. "I just can't believe how naïve you're being right now," he adds, emphasizing his disbelief with a shrug of his shoulders.
"Naïve? What's naïve about what I just said? He's obviously attracted to me," you assert. Kai takes a long breath before responding, "Yeah, attracted to your body. He just wants to get you in his bed and nothing more." His tone is genuinely starting to irritate you, yet it oddly stirs something else in you. You've never had Kai speak down to you like this, and now you're finding it a bit hot. So, you decide to challenge him, "What if that's what I also want, hm?"
Kai smirks, pushing off the door, slowly walking towards you, now towering over your form on his chair. With a touch of sarcasm, he says, "Is being treated like a whore what you want?" His imposing presence becomes suddenly suffocating, making you feel increasingly hot and wetter by the minute. Now, you stutter, struggling to get words out as you look up at your smirking best friend.
You've always been captivated by Kai. The guy appears as if Aphrodite herself descended to craft him. His well-defined, slender nose with a slight bump, soft, slightly pouty lips, and cheerful eyes that usually hold so much care for you, now gaze at you as if you're pathetic. You always thought your little kindergarten crush on the new boy would go nowhere until you two became inseparable. You concealed your feelings for your friend from then all the way until now. It was easier to find a new boy toy to project your emotions for him onto than to tell him.
"I asked a question, Y/N." Kai leans even further forward, eliminating any space between you two, placing his hands on the desk behind the chair. Noses almost touching, breaths intertwining. His domineering presence makes you involuntarily clench your thighs slightly, and you notice Kai darting his eyes, catching the minuscule movement. The action causes your best friend to raise an eyebrow at you, not in a questioning way but more in a cocky, knowing manner. "I guess that answers my question. Is this turning you on, Y/N?" You open your mouth to protest, but you can't find the words, so you just pathetically nod, your panties growing wetter by the situation. "So, you do like being treated like a whore, hmm? You like being looked down on?" you let out a slight gasp at his words, a shock of pleasure running down your spine.
"Kai," you meant to say as a warning, but it only came out as a whine. "What, Y/N? You want me to touch you now instead of your new boy toy? Are you that easy? What a slut" He places a finger on your thigh, trailing it up slowly. Your thighs clench tighter, growing needier by the minute. Before you could answer, there's a firm knock on the door. "Beomgyu is home, and he brought dinner," Taehyun says through the door. Suddenly, Kai becomes hyper-aware of the fact that you two aren't the only people in his apartment.
Kai stands up straight, his aura shifting back to the shy, cheerful boy you know. He starts awkwardly laughing, then abruptly leaves you there in his room—your face hot, breath heavy, panties wet, and dumbfounded by the new side of your best friend you didn't know he had.
The dinner table becomes the stage for an uneasy (for you) mix of small talk and lingering glances, with an unspoken understanding that something has shifted. Kai, now back to his usual cheerful self, keeps stealing subtle glances your way. Kai’s roommates, unaware of the recent events, contribute normally to the conversation, making the situation even more surreal.
As the dinner unfolds, you find yourself caught between ordinary conversation and the lingering awareness of the unexplored tension with Kai. The constant laughter around the table seems almost out of place, considering the encounter that occurred just moments ago. The evening ends with an unspoken agreement to resume a semblance of normalcy, yet the tension and desire lingers.
giving virgin!kai head for the first time 😵💫 but telling him to keep his hands on the bed so he’s just a whiny stuttering mess the whole time. his face all red and eyes squeezed shut <3 and he can’t help but accidentally buck into ur mouth cus it just feels so good. immediately apologizing- or trying to, since the second he tries to talk u decide to deep throat him and his words are cut off into choked up moans and little whimpers~
not at all — hueningkai x chubby!fem!reader. NSFW/MDNI!
cw. first date, chubby!reader, mention of eating and drinking, reader's a bit tipsy, pet names (cutie, pretty i think), tummy love obvi, nipple play obvi, marking, biting, tiddy fuck <3, oral (m. receiving), jiggle, unprotected sex, creampie, body worship?
notes. i am in my kai brain rot era!!! im in love w him, i would die for him, i would kill for him, he is everything. idk how i feel about this one tbh, but it is self indulgent AF!!! smut under cut.
“Kai!” You smile when you open the door, greeted by the cutest Kai you’ve ever seen, all dressed up, holding a bouquet of pink peonies, smelling of cologne. It’s only the second time you’ve seen him, but you didn’t think he could get any cuter after meeting him at the bookstore the other day—cute nose in a book, wavy hair falling over his eyes, biting his lip in concentration.
You’d caught him off guard approaching him, recommending another book based on what he was reading and ended up chatting for a while.
“Just let me know if you need any other book recommendations once you finish that one.”
“Okay, will do.” He smiled softly, nodding awkwardly.
“I’m gonna go now…so just let me know, yeah?” Pressing his lips together, he nodded again. “Are you here a lot?”
“No, I’m not here too often,” he said, scratching the back of his head.
“I’m trying to get you to ask me for my number.”
“Oh! Right, right…phone numbers—ha.”
You simply look stunning. Your gorgeous dress hugs you in all the right places, accentuating your chest perfectly. It’s a totally different look from the sweater and jeans you were wearing the other day. So seeing your chest like this gives him heart eyes. He’s just absolutely, positively giddy looking at you. It’s difficult for him to even say, “For you,” while he hands you the flowers.
“Oh, wow, thank you. How’d you know these were my favorite?” You giggle, letting him in your apartment, but he doesn’t go past the front entryway. He simply watches in awe while you find a vase, rambling a bit to him, not even noticing him shyly standing across the room. “Come over here, silly. Make yourself at home,” you say.
Nodding, he slowly makes his way closer to you, but he does make a point to look over your apartment—noticing little details about you. The quirky gallery wall above your couch, the fancy olive oils near your stovetop, that book you bought from that bookstore where you met resting on your coffee table. “You’re so cute,” you say, his ears turning red hot. “Just come over and have a seat.” You motion to the bar stool behind the kitchen counter.
Remembering this is a date and he can flirt with you a bit, he says, “You look really pretty.” It might not have been the cheekiest of flirting, but it’s still flirting.
“Thank you,” you smile. “You look really pretty tonight too.” And he really does—he’s so, so pretty, almost ethereal, like there’s a glow around him. “So, whatcha got planned for us this evening?” You ask, leaning over the counter, sparkly eyes blinking up at him, tits peeking out over the neckline of your dress. He tries—really, he does—maintaining eye contact, but you’re so, so pretty too, he can’t look at your eyes either.
So he opts for checking his watch before saying, “I’ve got reservations for us in about a half hour. We should probably get going actually.”
“Oh, okay! Sure,” you smile, grabbing your bag and heading out the front door.
It’s such a cute, cozy place. All the walls and decor are so warm, it’d make anyone want to cuddle, but for touchy-feely people like the two of you, you’re already all cuddled into each other.
The two of you clicked as soon as you sat down. You haven’t stopped giggling, touching his arm, you’ve caught him glancing down at your lips more than a few times. And he just can’t get enough of you. You are the prettiest thing he’s ever seen. He truly believes that.
After dinner and a few glasses of wine later, you ask him—with your best please eyes—to walk you back home. And it’s a good thing too, because he was planning to anyway.
Both of your arms wrapped around one of his, he drags you back to your apartment, having the best time walking down a quiet sidewalk together. You look up at him, his strong nose undeniably noticeable, his pink, plush lips curling into a smile while he laughs with you.
Oh, how you wanted him. He was simply adorable in the way he joked with you, held the door open for you, and reached for the bill. The whole evening, he was dipped in sugar. And he seemed like this big, tall teddy bear waiting to be devoured by you.
“You wanna come up for another drink?” You asked, silently begging him with your pretty eyes, long eyelashes batting up at him. You weren’t sure where he was with everything, to be honest. You’d never know what he was thinking about you.
But oh, how he wanted you. It was torture sitting next you, but he’d never let you know that. The way your tits were pushed up by your dress, spilling over the top as you leaned closer and closer to him, how he could see the indent of your belly button under the silky fabric, your thighs spread across the booth. You looked…delicious. He couldn’t wait to get you out of that dress, writhing underneath him while he kissed and bit your tummy for a minimum of ten minutes before flicking his tongue over your clit and oh, you legs wrapped around his head, he had to stop himself before it was too noticeable.
Following you inside, you start pouring some more wine for the two of you, soon joining him on the couch. And it’s more of the same—laughing, giggling, joking, just having fun in each other’s company. It feels so good and natural being together. Soon enough, you’re not sure if it’s the wine or what, but something comes over you.
He’s way too polite to initiate anything on a first date, but you? You need him, but you don’t want to come on too strong. The wine isn’t helping though.
Your hand grazes his thigh and he swears his heartbeat is in his throat. “You look so pretty right now,” you whisper. He swallows, lips parting. “Just…” you trail off, taking a sip of the tarte, red wine, lips stained by now. “The way this candle flickers across your skin…you just look…wow.”
“Thank you,” he chokes out. Is he even getting the hint?
“You’re honestly probably the prettiest guy I’ve seen,” you say, setting your glass on the coffee table. “This nose is gorgeous.” You lightly drag the tip of your pinky down his bridge, punctuating it with a cute boop to the tip of his nose. “And your eyes…ah, so pretty.” You drag the pad of your thumb across his eyelashes as his eyes flutter shut. “And don’t even get me started on those lips.” You rest back against the couch, smirking at him.
“No, no, go ahead,” he says, the slightest hint of a giggle in his voice. “What about my lips?”
Ah, he’s got the hint now. “Just how kissable they look. And…” you start, leaning closer to him, hand inching higher and higher on his thigh, faces close enough to feel each other’s breath on your lips. “I want them all over me.”
Catching your lips with his, he carefully sets the wine glass down before squeezing your thigh, earning a nice groan from you. Pushing off his jacket, he slips his arms out of the sleeves, reaching for your waist, guiding you to straddle his lap. He’s surprisingly good at this based on his shy, cute demeanor throughout the rest of the evening. Legs falling over his, he cranes his neck to reach your lips before trailing down your neck, hands all over your hips.
“Fuck…” you sigh, hands tangling into his hair. Already burying his face in your cleavage to kiss even more of your skin, both of your breathing starting to get heavy. “My, uh…my bedroom’s down that hallway,” you say and he got the hint immediately.
Hoisting you up with a grunt, thick legs wrapped around his waist, your lips part only briefly as he finds the door knob. Dropping you to your bed, you desperately unbutton his shirt before sliding it off him. He pushes your dress up past your waist, letting out a groan of relief at the sight of your tummy and how gorgeous it is. One hand on your waist, the other on your tit, he simply attacks it with kisses, sucks, and bites.
You’re not really sure what he’s doing—no one’s ever done this with you before. He doesn’t stop showing your tummy love while his hips grind into the mattress. He must really love tummies. The idea of him pining after your belly all night fills you with butterflies.
Turning away from him, he whines and pouts at the loss of your beauty, but you say, “I just want this dress off me.” Nodding, he finds the zipper, quickly pulling it over your head and tossing it to the floor to get back to your tummy as soon as possible. It doesn’t last long, though, because once he squeezes your bare tit for the first time, his eyes widen before he makes his way back up to your chest, squishing them together to bury his face into.
Finally flicking his tongue over your nipple, you moan so sexily, grinding your hips against him. Pushing him off you, you find a moment to flip him on his back, reaching for his pants button, slipping them off quickly.
It’s your turn to shower his body with kisses and love, starting with a sweet, gentle kiss to his nose, making your way down his chest, licking over his nipples briefly, spending a good amount of time on his tummy, then his glorious thighs. And the beauty that is his cock—pinker than the rest of him and leaking wonderfully.
Holding him gently, your mouth drops open, but you look up at him through your eyelashes for permission and he nods, eyebrows stitched together. Sinking your lips around his cock, you drag your lips down so slowly, making him whine, cheeks turning pink from embarrassment. One thing about him is…it doesn’t take much for him. Doesn’t take much before he starts begging…begging to fuck you.
“Be patient, cutie.” And suddenly, you remember, this guy loves tummies and tits—you wrap your tits around his cock, bouncing them up and down and his brain short circuits. The sight of you like this—
“Holy fuck—” he gasps, head falling back against the pillow, rolling his hips between your cleavage. His dominant side seems to have completely vanished under everything you’re doing to him, which you love. Fingers fumbling as they try to wrap around your hair, breath rattling as your name leaves his mouth, toes curling.
Releasing, you straddle his waist, his big hands squeezing your hips as you reach underneath yourself for his cock, rubbing it up and down your folds.
He’s so tantalizing, it doesn’t take long to give into him, sinking down on him completely, his eyes slamming shut at the feeling of you. His hands are all over you. Squeezing your bouncing tits, pinching your waist, squishing your soft ass, holding your hips for stability.
And goddamn does he feel good, reaching the deepest parts of you, giving you butterflies with the way he looks up at you, squeezing you in all the right places.
“Oh my god,” you breathe. “You’re so…your cock feels…you—”
“I hope the ends of these sentences are good,” he chuckles. You simply don’t know what to do with yourself as you try grounding yourself by grabbing a tit, then running your hands through your hair, anything, but you can only nod before you find the strength to respond.
“Yes, yes,” you pant. “You feel so, so, so good. Holy fucking shit.”
Fucking up into you, he’s desperately chasing his orgasm, cock sliding in and out of your pussy so deliciously. His breath is erratic as his head drops against his pillow, knots in his stomach tightening with each bounce, fiercely gripping your waist, orgasm quickly approaching. Your whines, the way you’re bouncing over him, the sight of your tits jiggling furiously sends him over the edge.
And “Fuck, you’re perfect.” Everything about you. His legs involuntarily lift off the bed, muscles trembling as he cums inside you, the feeling washing over you as you’re chasing your own orgasm.
But it doesn’t take long—one of his thumbs circling over your clit and the other over your nipple is more than enough to send you over the edge. You’re a whimpering mess, fucking yourself on his overstimulated cock, mouth dropping open, obscene sounds spilling out. Falling forward, your tits rub up against his chest as you ride it out.
You don’t really do much—just lay on top of him while you two catch your breath, his fingertips dragging across your back until his cock slips out of you on its own.
He finally breaks the silence, “Wow, that was…”
“Yeah, that was great,” you hold your head up to look down at him with a smirk, pecking his nose. “I like you.”
“Ah, stop…” he giggles. “I like you too.” You sit up, running your fingers through your hair and his hands find themselves in the pinch of your waist, thumbs rubbing circles on your hips, but he chuckles and says, “Oh my gosh, look.” You look down and three beautiful hickeys had already bloomed on your belly. He looks a bit embarrassed and admits, “Yeah, I kinda have a thing for tummies.”
“Oh yeah? I couldn’t tell,” you sarcastically, rolling your eyes playfully.
“Is that weird?”
You press gentle kisses to his jaw as you shake your head and say “Not at all, cutie.”
