How they fail NNN: RIIZE x asfab reader… (unedited)
WARNING: this imagine includes the following…
oral sex(m/f!r), asfab reader, fem pet names, handjob, sub!idol, dom!idol, dom!reader, sub!reader, vaginal sex, body worship, praise, fingering, bratty!reader, and more. If you are a minor, go away! please wear headphones before listening to the audios!
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Sohee is the easiest to break. He knows better than to even mention that he’s participating in NNN—you’ve broken him before and he didn’t even make it a full day before he lost. But unfortunately, you overheard him talking about it with Anton, teasing the younger male for not having a girlfriend that he has to worry about. Telling him it should be easy as long as he doesn’t watch porn, while he has to worry about you. At first, you were gonna let him slide—but, him teasing Anton was enough reason to really give him something to worry about. All it takes is for you to sit on his lap, put your hand in his hair and just talk. He gets horny just from being close to you. Smelling you, feeling you, and you touching him and being so pretty? Oh, Sohee gets horny so fast and cums so easily. “Baby, please.” He says in between nervous chuckles, “I uhm, I need to go shower. So, could you please uh…get up?”
He tries his hardest to save his ass, not knowing that you overheard him. But it doesn’t work. “Okay, I’ll shower with you.” He immediately says no. Turning red at the idea alone. He’s already hard at this point, poor Sohee who just loves his pretty girlfriend so much, gets hard at even the thought of you naked. “I—I’m gonna shower alone, I gotta shave and I need to wash my hair—you know, it’ll be long and, you just showered not that long ago.” You don’t let up easy though. He can’t escape no matter how hard he tries. “Fine, but give me a kiss first.” And just like that he falls into your trap. One peck on the lips turns into two, and then three. Before he even realizes what’s happening, your nails are grazing his scalp, your tongues are in each others mouths, and your thighs are wrapped around his waist. Because you only wanted him to fail, you torture him with a handjob. Making him wiggle and writhe in pleasure.
His face is flushed, scrunched up, and he looks so utterly pathetic. Whimpering and gasping, almost as if he’s going to cry. His dick twitches in your hand, precum slicking your palm as you slowly stroke up and down his length. “Baby—baby…please…” he’s so breathless. His voice cracking. Sohee becomes such a whiny mess when he’s needy—so desperate that he’d do anything to get what he wants. “I—I…ahha…m’gonna cum…” His legs are shaky. Poor, pathetic, and whiny Sohee can only sit there, moaning and panting, as you tease him until he finally cums.
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Shotaro shouldnt have even considered trying to participate in NNN. Although, he isn’t a sex addict, he would never miss an opportunity to experience mind numbing pleasure with you. But, unfortunately Sungchan has him convinced to try and it hurts you more than him. He tries his hardest to be useful to you during the month, offering to please you when you’re in the mood despite it paining him to go to bed so hard. You’re against him doing it, telling him that it’s stupid but he does anyway. Telling you that it’s just one month and then he’ll make up for it. He only lasts for a week though, not even a fully one at that. The first two days are easy, he can handle that amount with his eyes closed. But day three comes and he sees you wearing nothing but a big shirt and some panties. That’s enough to turn him on, but you smell amazing—like soap, lotion, and shampoo. Your legs are shiny and smooth, and he can see your nipples through your shirt.
It takes everything for Shotaro not to jerk of to the sight of you alone. He can’t lose on day three though, he’s stronger than that. “Ah…baby, you really don’t want me to last, huh?” You didn’t originally intend to break him, but the look on his face. He looks so sexy, his legs slightly spread as he admired your body in its most natural form. He ran a hand through his longish blond locks, licking his lips as he shook his head and forced himself to look away. “What? I just got out the shower,” You laughed and sat beside him, placing your legs on his lap. The usual bright and chipper expression on his face was replaced with a look of longing. Truly, you weren’t doing it on purpose. And when he realized that, he sighed in defeat and nodded, smiling softly as he looked away muttering, “It’s okay…it’s okay…just one month.”
But, he doesn’t even make it to day four. You look at him for a moment, just admiring his face. His hand softly rubbing your legs, caressing them lovingly as if it were second nature. And his desire to last longer pushes you to test him for some reason. You pressed the heel of your foot against his crotch, at first you pretended it was an accident when he gasped and sat up straight. But then you did it again, “do we really need to wait a whole month?” Shotaro looks at you. His face heating up as he looks you up and down. Fuck no…he doesn’t need to wait even an hour longer. It doesn’t take much to get him on top of you. He kisses you passionately, his tongue in your mouth with his soft lips pressed against yours. He’s such a good kisser. While he’s kissing you his hand is in between your thighs, slipping underneath the hand of your underwear while his fingers tease your pussy. His dick pressed against your inner thigh. Finally, he pushes your shirt up, worshiping your breasts as he slowly penetrates you. It takes all the strength he has not to cum right away—he never cums before you, but this time he’s damn close. He goes slow just to prevent that though, but the sound of you moaning and calling his name—gosh, he just can’t help himself. “So good…you feel so good, so so good…” his words slur together an his finger rubs quick and tight circles against your clit, trying to get you to cum before him. But the feeling of your walls fluttering as it approaches, pushing him to the edge.
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Anton, is always going. Like he’s overly going. That being said, he tries his hardest to stay strong during NNN—which is difficult for him since he loves pleasing you. He thinks it’s stupid to even participate in a challenge like that anyway, depriving himself of pleasure just to prove that he’s capable of doing so, sounds so performative. Why would Anton deny his pretty girlfriend if she wants him? It’s ridiculous, and in his mind, only exists for dudes to impress each other. Unfortunately, he does anyway and hates it. The first day is easy. Sure it’s easy to turn him on, but he doesn’t always act on it, naturally—if he’s horny, he’s more likely to want to go down on you. He can take a day. But then that day turns into a week and he starts to regret it. He gets almost agitated with the fact he’s doing it. Rolling his eyes when Sohee mentions it, shaking his head and calling it stupid.
Though, he doesn’t break. He truly does have self control—it’s not until you initiate it, that he loses that self control though. All you had to do was ask for him to eat you out. “Right now?” You’re laid on the bed, looking as tempting as ever. Anton is standing at the edge of it—he was busy before, not too busy, but busy enough. “Yeah, it’s been a while…and I miss you.” You bat your eyes at him, but there’s no need to beg. With no more questions asked, Anton has your legs on his shoulders, and a pillow under your lower back. His tongue is lapping up everything that spills out of you, circling your sensitive bud, kissing, and sucking it until your legs shake. If there’s one thing Anton is going to do, it’s eat. And fuck…it turns him on so much to have your pretty pussy on his tongue. So much that he unconsciously begins grinding his hips into the mattress, pressing his dick against the soft bed as he moans into your wet flesh.
When you cum he immediately forgets about NNN—not purposely though, just out of instinct. Anton can’t help but think of pleasing you, getting another orgasm out of you is all that’s on his mind. So he uses his fingers, then his tongue again, letting you sit on his face. And then finally, after almost two weeks, he positions himself between your thighs. “Anton…” You’re too breathless to speak, your mind too foggy to warn him. And he’s too horny to care about a stupid challenge anyway. All that’s on his mind is putting you through that mattress and feeling you cum again.
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Wonbin tries his damnedest to last. He gets horny pretty easy—yeah! But he doesn’t let that discourage him, and every time you try to make him fail, it only makes him want to try harder. Unfortunately this does mean that he denies you of too much physical contact—no long kisses, you can’t sit on his lap, and you can’t sit too close either. Wonbin swears he’s gonna last the whole month, and he gets damn close too. Days pass, days turning into almost two weeks. Over those three weeks he grows more and more impatient, but you’re surprised—proud even, so you encourage him to keep going. It gets harder to even look at you, he’s so miserably horny all the time. Blushing and looking at you like he might eat you alive. He starts trying to find any reason to touch you, becoming perverted and frustrated. He even goes as far as to steal your underwear. When you aren’t around he presses his nose into them, moaning as he presses his hand against the erection in his pants.
Unfortunately, Wonbin gets caught and he tries to say that he wasn’t going to actually touch himself—but his pants are to his ankles and his so pathetically hard. His underwear has a small dark patch, soaked with precum. His face is so red and he looks pitiful and perverted. You spare him one last time, deciding that you’ll let it slide since he’s been doing so good. And even though he pretends to be happy, it kills him on the inside. After this he can only last two more days, and those two days are like hell. He almost cries when he goes to kiss you but you pull away, it’s so frustrating that he feels like he’s losing his mind. But when you finally see him cry; which looks a lot prettier than you’d like to admit, you decide that he’s lasted long enough.
Wonbin doesn’t even need much to cum at this point, he’s so sensitive. His cock throbbing and twitching at nothing at all. He’s sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at you with his eyes wet and his lips kiss swollen. Your lips and tongue around his length is euphoric, almost too much for him to handle. His hands fist the covers until his knuckles turn white, pretty moans leave his mouth in broken, and whiny breaths. He can’t even speak, all he can do is sit there and crumble. He throws his head back, whining as he closes his eyes—tears wetting his lashes. “I—I can’t…” He looks down at you. Wonbin is so pretty when he cries, even prettier when he’s about to cum. When you look up at him through your lashes, he feels the knot in his stomach tighten. A soft sob leaving his lips as his body jerks and he cums in your mouth.
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Seunghan was quick to dismiss the idea. Asking “why would I?” When you mentioned it to him, he’s so easy to tease though, all you had to do was say that he couldnt and he was agreeing to your bet. The agreement was that you could still touch each other or yourselves, you just couldn’t cum—and whoever did lost. Not the highest stakes, but enough for him to agree. The first week is easy, you went on like normal—kissing, cuddling, teasing each other. He held up well against everything you did, and he hardly tried to make you fail yourself; mostly because it would backfire. So the first week went smoothly. Then the second week came, and you started playing dirty. It started with you sending him a video of you touching yourself and saying his name. Absolutely cruel. Seunghan almost broke then, but brushed it off and decided to ignore it.
Then, you suggested that you ‘let off some steam.’ By watching each other masturbate. In his head it didn’t sound too bad—neither of you would cum, and it would probably be horribly frustrating, but romantic and intimate. So he agreed. You sat in front of each other, your fingers lazily circling your clit while he matched your pace, stroking his length with his eyes low and trained on you and your body. Every time you started going faster he stopped you, warning you against doing so. But he himself could feel himself nearing the edge, fortunately, he was strong enough to stop and to stop you as well. “That—that’s enough…” You almost want to scream. You were so close, and you know he was too. But you don’t fight it, instead you listen. It was painful, almost agonizing, but you pulled through another week. And then it finally happened.
Seunghan decided to shower with you. He thought that since you both lasted this long, you could handle this much—he was undoubtedly wrong. The second you both stepped into the hot water he was already hard, he couldn’t even hide it. He was going to just turn the water cold, calm himself down and continue the shower, but you stopped him. “Can’t you at least put it in?” It wasn’t technically breaking the rules, he just couldn’t cum. So he agreed. As he kissed you, he raised your leg carefully, your back was pressed against the wall, you wrapped your arms around him for stability and closed your eyes. Seunghan’s fingers slowly rocked back and forth inside of you—pressing and rubbing against the soft and spongy walls until he could feel them fluttering. He knew you were dangerously close, but listening to you moan as the warm water beat down on your naked bodies was too much to break away from. He only spared you a hair though, pulling his fingers out just before you finished and letting you catch your breath. It wasn’t like that mattered though. Not even seconds later he was deep inside of you, fucking you slow as he grunted in your ear. “You feel…so good…” Your whole body trembles, you can’t find anything but him to grab onto and your eyes roll back. It’s too late for you to hold back, and before you know it you finish around him. “Awww…you—you couldn’t hold it? Hm? Did—ah…did my pretty girl feel too good to wait?” He huffs, kissing your neck as he coos softly against your wet skin. “It’s okay…I’ll cum too…” it takes him two rounds before he’s satisfied, cumming inside of you twice to make up for the two weeks he missed.
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Eunseok swears that it’s easy. He thinks it’s ridiculous that anyone would struggle with not touching themselves for just a month. When you mentioned it to him, saying that Anton, Wonbin, and Sohee were doing it—he laughed and called it childish. But the second you accused him of not being strong enough to participate, he has to lock in. And he’s so damn confident, so confident that he doesn’t limit the amount of touching you can do—in fact, he encourages you to continue being touchy. He’ll kiss you just the same as he did last month, letting you sit on his lap, playfully smacking your butt when you walk past. He goes strong for two full weeks, but then it starts becoming impossible. He never realized how often you were having sex, not until two weeks passed and he was getting horny from holding your hand alone. His face would immediately flush just from your leg brushing against his—hugging you from behind was no longer on the table, but he couldn’t show that he was weak. So he continued.
Despite this, he only breaks when you are fed up with the dumb challenge. You whined, sitting on his lap and clinging to him. “Eunseok, please.” His whole face is red, from his ears to his neck—he’s burning up. “Ahem…I already told you, not until December…” It kills him to say no. But he wants to stay strong—or at least make it seem like he had no choice. “But Seok!” And that’s when he finally breaks. Sucking in a breath, he clicked his tongue and shook his head, making a ‘tsk tsk’ sound with his mouth. “Since you just can’t stop asking…” He makes it seem as if you were just so desperate, hiding his own impatience behind giving you what you wanted. “I’ll let you ride me, but you have to be a good girl and stop when I say so, okay?” He’s already out of breath before his clothes are all the way off. He kisses you, almost unable to breathe properly. His hands anxiously move to undress you, and yours do the same.
He couldn’t care less about you behaving—you could act a damn fool and he’d still fuck you. Eunseok just wanted to be inside of you, he needed to be inside of you. When he feels your walls around him, watching you slowly sink down, listening to your heavy breathing, he lets out a soft and shaky whimper. So pent up that he’s become anxious. “J—Just like that…you’re taking me so…so well baby.” He lets you set the pace at first, but ultimately, succumbs to his own needs and holds your body against his—thrusting his hips upward into you. “F—Fuck I missed you so much baby…I missed hearing those pretty moans—mhm my pretty girl, m’gonna cum…” Eunseok becomes so vocal, his voice so much louder than normal. He couldn’t give a fuck about NNN anymore.
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Sungchan is only willing to do it because Shotaro was. It was supposed to be a silly little joke anyway, realistically, why would he deprive you and him of something you both naturally crave? But he does so anyway and it kills you. You beg him not to, devastated and betrayed that hed agree to something so cruel. He finds it cute that you respond like this—watching you pout and cling to him, whining as you tell him it’s unfair, spurs him on. “It’s just a month baby, you can wait that long, right?” Your added confirmation that you can’t drives him to last the whole month. The first week is like hell. He doesn’t deny you of too much, but when your hands start to wander as you’re kissing he grins and grabs them. Warning you not to go too far. The second week is even worse, at this point you’re begging him to touch you. Unlike Anton, he can’t just eat you out and go on about his day, so he hasnt touched you unless it was to cuddle or hold your hand. Still affectionate, just not in the way you wanted.
Then the third week begins and you can’t take it anymore. You beg, almost crying as you cling to him and pull him into the bedroom. He lets you, not because he’s weak—but because he thinks it’s cute that you’re this needy. Sungchan lets you kiss him, he sits on the bed and you sit on his lap. He has to keep you steady because you’re so anxious you can hardly stop trembling. He doesn’t even stop you when you pull his shirt off, he lets you kiss all over his neck, grind against him and gasp in his ear. Then finally, he takes back control. “You want it?” You nod, “yeah? Say please.” His tone is teasing, he’s positioned between your legs, rubbing the head of his cock against your slick folds. “P—Please, please fuck me.” With a satisfied grin on his face, he finally gives you want you want. Slowly slipping inside of you, stopping just half way and then pulling out again, repeating it until you whine and look up at him with your pretty eyes wet with tears. “So cute…” he fucks you slow, so deep inside of you that you can feel him pressing against your soften cervix. Every thrust driving you insane with pleasure, it doesn’t take you long to finish and he’s quick to follow after. Holding your hips down as you shake, fucking you through your first orgasm of the night.
