hear me out. SUB TAEHYUNNNNN. who can’t take being ridden <3
୨୧ TAGS: MDNI, smut, fem!reader, unprotected sex, riding, some marking, implied multiple orgasms, overstimulation, praise, begging, taehyun cries, taehyun is needy . . ୨୧ WORD COUNT 600+
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“god, please - no more…”
you were straddling him, warm and wet with his cock buried deep inside you. the squelching every time you slowly brought your hips down onto him sending him closer to edge of cumming. again.
taehyun was absolutely wrecked. his skin flushed and he swears he could almost cry from how good he felt, sniffling cutely. maybe he already was. all he could do was helplessly squirm underneath you as his fingers dig into the soft skin of your hips.
you started relentlessly fucking him, your pace quick and taehyun couldn’t keep up. his mind still reeling from his last orgasm, cock sensitive and skin still tingling.
“w-wait, slow down, i can’t-” he gasps. he throws his head back onto the bed, giving you opportunity to lean over him and nibble across the exposed skin.
you sink all the way down onto his throbbing cock with a soft moan, rolling your hips against him as you mark up his throat, tilting his head to the side. taehyun huskily panting and whining into your ear.
“aww, is it too much baby~” you taunt, sucking on the skin right below his pulse. he shivers underneath you with a whimper, his eyelids fluttering. his skin erupting with goosebumps and you feel his cock involuntarily twitch, making your breath hitch.
“but you’re doing so well, you feel so good inside me.” you moan, making your way up to his mouth. capturing his lips into a wet kiss, you slide your tongue against his messily while taehyun heavily moans into it.
you lean back with a bite to his red, bottom lip and slide your hands up to his chest, needing something to hold onto as you use him. you look down at him, taking in his appearance. eyes squeezed shut, lips parted and covered in saliva, his sweaty chest heaving under your hands…
"f-uck..." he cries, voice cracking.
with abandon, you start to bounce on him again, slamming your hips down against his. his hold bruisingly tight on your waist now as he thrusts up into you mindlessly. teasingly, you brush a a nipple with your finger, making taehyun tremble and his hips jerk with a drawn out moan being pulled out.
“fuck, please ‘s too much! ’s too good~” he cries, feeling his second orgasm build up. his mind was blank, completely blissed out. the heat of you wrapped around him intoxicating, he could cum at any second.
“too much… too good… which is it,” you giggle with a sharp inhale, taehyun bucking into you, hitting deep inside you. your has gone voice soft and breathy as you too were getting close. “should we stop or should we keep going?”
“i don’t know - i don’t fucking know - i can’t think anymore…” he brokenly grits out between gasps, shaking his head wildly. he starts unabashedly fucking you, grabbing you by the hips and lifting you up so you slightly hover over him, recklessly pounding into you.
"t-taehyun, hold on... mmph-!" you stutter over your words, each thrust hitting right against your sweet spot, making you clench and leaving you speechless.
“i just… i just wanna cum, please…” he weakly chokes out, not hearing anything you say. his eyes glazed over as he looks up at you through his tears. “please tell me i can cum~”
you feel your climax coming, short breaths being punched out of you every time taehyun roughly pushes in.
“gonna cum together, yeah?” you whisper as your body tenses, holding eye contact with taehyun. the tears spilling down the sides of his face, nose red, lips red and bitten, so lewd.
taehyun can only nod in response, his breath catching in his throat when he feels you pulse around him, eyes rolling back as he gives one last thrust, burying himself inside you.
FINALLY !! I am a sub taehyun truther through and through. Yes, he doms. But he subs as well !!
Also I just think it’s so much hotter when buff men and people who carry themselves as more dominant are actually subby in bed and that is taehyun.
Though, I think the first few times he subs, he’s a little sceptical about it all. Overall, the way he carries and views himself is a bit dominant, that it would be hard for him to throw all of that away for someone and would maybe make him feel vulnerable. But he trusts you and he’d let you do anything to him tbh. And, turns out he really likes subbing hehe ! 🤭
It’s like how taehyun thinks he’s not cute when we all know he’s the cutest member bfr taehyun 🙄
He’s said before he’s not a guy of many thoughts and so I feel like he’d love being dommed bc he loves the fact he can just switch his brain completely off and let you do anything, he loves letting you take control and being clueless.
Like sometimes he'll come back from work, exhausted as hell, and the only thing running on his mind is you fucking him so hard so he can switch his brain off all the way and not think at all, loves when you take care of him and it’s very intimate
LOVES when you pin his wrists down and ride him, he can easily get away from your hold if he wants to but he doesn’t, he just likes it like that. I feel like he really likes being restrained, wrists tied.
He’s so so so whiny and loud and squeaky, his pretty voice was made for that
I also think he’s actually super sensitive and he’ll bite his lip, trying to suppress his whines, ears red and face flushed literally just from you kissing and placing hickeys on his body 😭 Licking and biting his biceps and leaving love bites on them 😍😍 he gets hard just from that. Or playing and sucking his nipples, swirling your tongue around his pretty buds hehe that makes him yelp and throw an arm over his face to hide himself
He can’t ask for stuff verbally well, he gets all shy and embarrassed. After thinking about it all day and then later looking at you with his huge shiny eyes expectantly and pleading, blinking at you and tilting his head like a cat as if you can read his mind but you can’t. Only then will he let out a small exasperated huff but embarrassed— “Can you…fuck me instead…” Puts up fake resistance to beg but he begs so pretty
He has a massive praise kink he just won’t admit it to you out loud but you can so tell because his big boba eyes sparkle even more practically purring.
I don’t think he likes being degraded that much but teasing is very fine he loves that
Can be very bratty and bite back with snarky smart ass remarks and replies sometimes though. Either that or he’s literally just so incredibly pliant and he’ll do anything without complaining just his pupils dilated wide and big black starry eyes looking at you silently, let’s you edge for as long as you want, whatever.
Idk if this is niche but calling him the pet name ‘kitty’ I really like it idk 😭😭 like “aw what’s wrong, kitty? You wanna cum? Yeah?”
Also Beomgyu said taehyun is actually super emotional and he could make him cry if he really wanted to (kinda crazy of him to say tbh) so I feel like literally edging him twice and taehyun is already prettily crying streams and begging. Dacryphilia w tyun yes 🤭🤭!!<33
Summary: You knows you should stay away from them but with Rumi's voice on the fritz and the honmoon crumbling, can you blame a girl for trying to blow off some steam with the two hot demons before sending them back to hell where they belong?
Word count: 3.2k
Warnings: dom!mira/reader, sub!abby saja/taehyun, switch!romance saja/yeonjun, threesome, handjob, slight footjob, slapping, PIV sex, sloppy seconds lol, you/mira have the boys wrapped around your fingers, abby/taehyun is a slut, romance/yeonjun is a menace
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Rumi is hiding something from you, you can just tell. It pisses you off. Why can’t she tell you what’s wrong? You deserve to know, not just as her best friend but as her fellow hunter. If whatever she’s hiding is the reason her voice is shot then she needs to tell you and Zoey so you can fix it. The fate of the world depends on it, literally.
You slam the door to the empty apartment behind you in rage. No, this is not the apartment you share with the girls, this is a secret one you go to sometimes when you need a break, a place where no one can find you… until recently.
You hadn’t intended for them to know. They followed you here—stalking you, the freaks—and upon finding out that this is your secret place, have made it their mission to always be around whenever you come. You tried to fight them. You tried to banish them. But without the girls, it’s hard to do it.
Luckily for you, they don’t seem interested in killing you, not here at least. Unluckily for you, what they want from you is way worse.
That, too, you’ve tried to fight them on—kept them at bay for as long as you could, but they were persistent, and a girl has needs. When two handsome, sexy demons men are offering themselves up to you so persistently and enthusiastically, you can only be blamed so much.
You tell yourself they must have something magic in their dicks or something to make you keep coming back—that they’ve struck some kind of deal with Gwi-ma to give them incubus-like abilities because otherwise you would never have given in.
And you have given in, time and time again. Your forbidden rendezvous have become something you look forward to after a particularly tough day in the practice room or another failed attempt at sealing the Honmoon, in a way that a day at the sauna doesn’t do it for you anymore. Yes, they were the exact reason you’re having a hard time but that is exactly why it is so cathartic for you that you’ve found a way to take it out on them.
At least that’s what you tell yourself anyway. If Rumi has her secrets, why can’t you? If she seems to be fraternizing with the enemy, why can’t you? You’ll kill them both when the time comes anyway and all of this will be behind you.
Now, where the fuck are they? You’ve been here for a whole of 15 minutes and they haven’t made their appearance yet. Ugh, so annoying.
You will not just stand around and wait for two men, much less two demon scum. So to occupy your time, you make yourself a bubble bath. You set everything up just to your liking, the right temperature, the best scent, the perfect amount of bubbles, with soft music playing and a wine bottle and glass within reach.
The bath feels so soothing, you almost start to actually relax. Almost. But you’ve got too much on your mind and the only thing—two things—you know that will quiet your mind are missing.
You huff again to yourself as you reach out to grab your wine glass, but before you can bring it to your lips, you feel a shift in the air, and in the next moment, you feel two hands place themselves on your shoulders and a solid, very naked, body pressed against your back.
“You look tense, princess.” Romance’s unmistakable honey voice whispers in your ears, his hands massaging your shoulders smoothly. He smells sickly sweet. His voice sounds like velvet.
“Took you long enough.” You hiss, taking a swig of your wine before setting it down and closing your eyes, trying to relax into his deceptively soothing touch.
You feel the bath water shift again, and you crack your eyes open to see the other demon sitting across from you, equally naked, his hands reaching into the water to grab one of your legs and pull it over his shoulder, his hands massaging your calf—less expertly you must say.
“Sorry to keep you waiting.” Abby purrs, kissing the side of your leg. “Jinu wouldn’t let us go before we got the stupid dance right.”
You snort at that. “Imagine that. Demons stuck in the practice room learning kpop choreography. Your kind used to eat souls. Aren’t you embarrassed?"
“Oh, we still eat souls.” Romance’s sweet voice lilts next to your ear as his hands fall from your shoulders to cup your breasts, his long claws flicking over your nipples but not hurting you. “We’ll soon eat the souls of all your fans, dear hunter.”
You reach your hand back and grab a chunk of his stupid long hair, yanking on it harshly and turning your head to the side to hiss at him. “Over my dead body.”
“If you insist.” His grin is unsettling, not caring that you’ve got his hair in a vice grip, his own hand straying down your body to touch your pussy, a flash of golden flickering over his eyes as he feels your wetness even through the water. “Though I would much prefer to keep you as a war prize.”
“War prize? I’ll show you what—” Your threats are interrupted by a groan coming out of the man in front of you.
“Stop messing with her. I want some attention too.” Abby whines, pushing your foot down and between his legs, your sole touching his hard cock.
“You’re always so impatient. Can't you focus on someone else's pleasure for a second?” You scold the demon even as you press his cock against his stupidly defined abs and move your foot up and down over it.
“What do you expect from a dumb himbo like him?” Romance chuckles, one hand kneading your breast while the other plays with your clit. You hate to admit how good he is with his touches. He has you struggling to not give him any reaction. “He's like a dog, useless. You really shouldn't be wasting time with him. You don't need him when you have me.” He finally, finally pushes his fingers inside you, filling you up just like you need. “Don't I make you feel good?”
“I'm not a dog.” Abby whines even as he ruts against your foot. “She keeps me around because I am hot. Hotter than you. Got a bigger dick too.”
They boys take jabs at each other, their demonic and selfish nature hard to disguise when their pleasure is on the line. Still, you can tell that Romance is the more dangerous of the two. He is clearly older, smarter, more cunning. He knows how to get what he wants. Abby is evil too but he's more of a brute, a rabid dog. You really shouldn't be near either of them.
“Both of you, shut up, you're giving me a headache.” You snap at them, their fighting threatening to break through your carefully constructed bubble. “You don't want me to decide that you're more trouble than you're worth.”
“Oh, baby, you know it turns me on more when you threaten to kill us.” Romance laughs, quickening his pace, his fingers fucking in and out of your pussy roughly, contrasting with his sweet tone.
Just to spite Romance, you get yourself out of his arms, hiding your whimper as his long fingers slip out of you and you move the short distance towards Abby.
The large demon stares up at you like a small puppy, almost shaking in excitement as you reach forward and grab his big cock that he's so proud of, stroking it in a way that has him tensing up and blue patterns flash across his skin.
“You're just a desperate little whore, aren't you? So easy to control.”
He bites his lip, trying to keep his whimpers in but he can't stop his hips from rutting into your hand.
“I know demons are pathetic but this has got to be a new low.”
“Fuck, you're such a bitch.” Abby growls, eyes widening in shock as you slap him across the face, the strike only serving to make his cock twitch as he fucks himself faster into your grip.
“Slap me more. I like it when you’re rough.” He grins at you and you roll your eyes at him. How are you supposed to punish a demon when violence is like foreplay to them?
“Don't cum yet. You're not here to get off. You're here to make me feel good.” You grit at him, straddling his hips and positioning his cock at your entrance.
But before you can sink down, clawed hands shoot out to grab you by the waist, stilling you as a shimmering grey face comes into view out the corner of your eyes.
“You’re really gonna fuck him first? He's going to pop the second he's in your cunt.” Romance tries to keep his voice steady but you can hear the irritation and jealousy in it. He thinks he's the one who should get to fuck you because unlike his demon bandmate, he knows how to control himself. But that is precisely why you're fucking Abby first. Though Abby is full of himself, it's actually Romance who is the more cocky of the two and needs to be brought down a peg.
“Too bad I don't let demons make my decisions for me.” You snap at him, pushing his hands off you. “He's not going to cum without my permission. I've trained him well. Isn't that right, pretty mutt?”
“Yes, Mira.” He nods quickly, “Please fuck me.”
Your smile is haughty as you sink down on his thick length, watching his jaw slack open and his golden eyes roll in the back of his head for a moment.
“So fucking tight.” He groans, and you feel every inch of his cock as it breaches you, every ridge, every vein. “Gonna split you open.”
He’s still so full of himself despite his position and you clench down on him just to see him yelp. “In your dreams, Saja mutt.”
“Right.” He grins up at you as you bottom out, wrapping his huge hands around your waist. “Can’t fault a demon for dreaming.”
“Ugh, shut up.” You mutter, ignoring the elated look on his face as you start to ride him, taking it slowly because despite what you’ve told him, he really could split you open if you’re not careful.
You feel sharp claws trail along the sides of your thighs delicately, and Romance’s hot cock presses against your ass as he buries his face in your neck, inhaling your scent deeply.
“Can I take your ass?” Romance asks, his voice more meek than you've ever heard it.
“No. You'll sit there and watch your fellow henchman get fucked until I drain his balls then we'll see if you've been good enough to get your reward or not.” You take his hands off you and place them on the edges of the bathtub.
You see Abby wince as Romance’s claws scratch against the porcelain, the older demon’s rage barely controlled. You smirk. Finally you’re getting somewhere.
You grab Abby’s face, “No, focus on me or I’m going to hop off your dick.”
His eyes widen as he uses his hold on you to quicken your pace, his inhuman strength easily lifting you up and slamming back on his dick. You’d be wary about him taking control if he didn’t look so submissive and fuckable right now. “N-no, keep going, please.”
Oh, he begs so sweetly.
Soon, you don’t even need to move on his cock—he does all the work for you, his hips rising up to meet your body as he moves you over his cock.
His moans are not what you’d expect from the beefy demon. They’re pathetic and breathy, his muscles ripping and his body shaking from the pleasure.
“Look at you.” You saw with condescending sweetness, your fingers going up to play with his surprisingly sensitive nipples. “You were just made to be fucked, weren’t you? Is that what Gwi-ma uses you for?”
He shakes his head. “I’m–I’m strong. I can fight–” You cut him off with your fingers in his mouth which he immediately starts sucking on. Yes, you’re well aware he can fight, but what good is that when he falls apart for the enemy like a whore?
You suppose you’re no better than him.
“Mira… I think I’m c-close.” He slurs around your fingers.
“Already?” You pull your fingers out of his mouth, disappointed, and he winces. “I’m sorry, you’re just so tight.”
You bark out a laugh. “Sorry? A demon apologising? Damn, I must’ve really broken what’s left of your brain.”
“Fuck, ah fuck–” He cries, struggling to keep his rhythm steady as the pleasure clouds his mind so you take over for him, riding him wildly, the motion causing the water to fling over the edge of the bathtub more than it already was. “Yeah, that's right. Ride my cock. Ride my fucking cock. Use it to get yourself off.”
“How cute.” You pant, going to touch your pussy but a hand from behind you stops you.
“Let me.” Romance whispers, his slender fingers finding your clit and working you up just the way you need. You don't stop him. You needed it. Abby's cock felt good but he was hopeless otherwise, too far gone to return the favour so you let Romance rub the pads of his soft fingers along your slit while his thumb flicks your sensitive clit as you continue to ride Abby. He always knew just what to do, and it vexes you.
“Are you close, princess?” Romance asks, his hard cock pushed against your ass once more but he doesn’t dare make any further moves.
“Yes, shut up and don't you dare stop.” You grit out, ignoring his chuckle to focus on the demon falling apart under you.
“Mira, Mira, oh fuck!” Abby cries out, using his hold on your hips to slam you down on his cock and hold you there as he cums, emptying his twitching cock inside of you.
You were so close too, the hot feeling of Abby's cum combined with Romance's sinful ministrations almost pushing you over the edge… if only the latter didn't choose this exact moment to stop.
“What the fuck?” You jerk your head around to glare at the demon whose eyes were now gold and his pupils like the slits of a tiger.
“Are you done entertaining the dog?” He murmurs arrogantly, rubbing his cock between your asscheeks. “Ready to actually enjoy your time?”
“Who says I'll let you have me after the shit you just pulled?”
“What are you going to do otherwise? Use your hand? Use him?” He raises an eyebrow at the fucked dumb demon under you who makes a brave attempt to perk up.
“I can help.” He slurs, eyes still glazed over. “I can do it.”
You growl under your breath. You throw another glance at Abby. You suppose you can continue to ride him. You know he’d sit there and take it… but damn, you were so horny and you know Romance will give you just what you need, and the cocky bastard knows it too.
You turn around with a huff, pressing your back against Abby who wraps his arms around you and kisses your neck lazily… almost sweetly. God, this is all so wrong.
But you don’t have the time to dwell on it because Romance grabs your thighs and pushes them against your chest, the movement causing Abby’s cock to slip out of you and his cum to start trickling out.
“Oh, no, we don’t want to waste Ab’s hard work.” He smirks, using his own cock to scoop up the white liquid before pushing it back inside you, along with his cock.
Romance is smaller than Abby. He’s not thicker either. But damn, does he know how to use his cock, angling his hips just right so the head of his cock ruthlessly brushes against that spot inside of you that keeps you coming back to him.
“Fuck, Ro, that’s it.” You let the affectionate name roll off your tongue, knowing it drives him crazy, and it does. His eyes snap from your pussy to your face and his pace picks up, needing to hear more from you.
“Yeah, is this what you’ve been missing, princess?” He coos, his claws digging into the flesh of your thighs. “Finally getting what he couldn’t give you?”
“Be nice, Ro.” You tangle your hand in his hair and yank on it roughly, knowing he loves it, and you smile as you receive the needy moan you’ve been waiting for from him.
“Yes, princess.” He murmurs, bending down to press his lips against yours. You allow it. You’re too far gone to protest—too close to your release to resist.
You feel one of Romance’s hands on your chin, his claws coaxing your mouth open without hurting you. You let him push his tongue inside your mouth. It’s long and he has more control of it than any human does—a fact you’ve come to know very well, you pussy twitching at the reminder.
He explores every inch of your mouth, both your moans meeting and mingling together as his hips never let up, the bath barely retaining water anymore.
“Hey, no fair.” Abby whines, “I want a kiss too.”
He grabs your face with his own hand and separates you and Romance, trying to claim your lips with his but Romance’s appearance suddenly changes completely, assuming his full demon form as he growls at Abby. “You’ve had your turn.”
“But–”
“Shut up, Abby.” You snarl at him, not willing to let the demons fight again when you’re so close to cumming. Turning to Romance, you twist his hair more harshly. “And you, I thought you said you were going to make me feel good but you’ve been just as useless as him. Should I stab you both in the faces and get myself off instead?”
Romance’s growl now gets directed at you as his hips pick up the pace, fucking into you wildly, one of his hands going to your pussy to get you off while he leans his head down to mouth at your breasts, his teeth biting into the sensitive flesh every now and then in reproach.
But your words of protest get swallowed up as Abby finally captures your lips with his own, his tongue roughly pushing into your mouth as his hand moves to fondle the breast Romance wasn’t kissing and biting.
God, it was all too much at once, and it doesn’t take long after that for you to cum, clamping down on Romance’s dick and pushing him over the edge too, making him pull back from your chest to howl as his orgasm rips through him, filling you up with his own cum until it overflows.
“Fuck, yes, yes, that’s it.” You cry out, pulling away from Abby. “Finally.”
“I got you, princess.” Abby purrs, soothing his hands up and down your sides as the aftershocks of your orgasm pass through you and Romance slows to a stop.
“You got her?” Romance breathes out, quirking an eyebrow at his fellow demon. “I’m the one who got her off.”
“She wouldn’t have gotten off if I hadn’t—”
“Oh my god, shut the fuck up.” You growl at them and they both look at your like kicked dogs, the large pouts on their faces fucking with your brain because demons have no right to look this adorable.
Fuck, what have you gotten yourself into.
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A/N: damn i hope this doesn't flop because i've got like 4 other saja boys/txt fic ideas i'm planning to write so if you like this make sure to leave a comment/ask so i know you guys want more
Puppy!Kai admires Kitty!Tyun, respects him, plays with him. The only time Kai doesn’t particularly like the cat is when he’s getting your full attention. Every other time of day Tyun curls next to you, flashing you with his big round eyes, lightly tracing your hand signaling that he wants your pets and scratches behind his cute pointed ears. Kai could be dead asleep or in another room but can sense it. Kai runs and jumps on the other side of you, asking for belly rubs. In turn a side eye from the kitten.
It’s the same thing during intimate times…
The two get their heats, same thing with Kai, he respects Taehyun when he goes through it. the only time taehyun can get his full attention for more than 15 seconds… Though Kai sits there watching intently watching how his beautiful owner makes the usual cold hard exterior of Taehyun’s melt under your touch. usually sparks Kai to go into heat bc that’s your effect on them
When Taehyun isn’t in heat and Kai can smell a change in the air. Sprinting to the next room to not only see Kitty!Tyun getting pets, but sees his aching dick being stroked. Tae’s eyebrows knit together, using all his strength to keep himself up, leaning into your touch on his hair, but the feeling of your palm soothing his tip was too much.
Puppy!Kai makes an involuntary whine, folded ears turning back. You glance at the poor puppy, he was shaking at the spot wanting the exact same attention.
“Be patient, puppy.” You say as you lean down to attach your lips to Taehyun’s cock. “Let me work on the kitten and then I’ll get to you.”
Tail swaying side to side, intently watching. Kai sits like a good boy, but not for long. The way Taehyun’s back arches as you fondle his balls, how his sharp teeth bruise his lip, has Kai scooting closer to the two of you.
Kai could sense it, the more whimpers and breathy sighs the cat makes. Edging closer to his high. Kai unintentionally makes high pitched whimpers. His dick hurts so badly watching you two and the collar around his neck felt irritably tighter.
The longer he watches your lips being wrapped around Taehyun’s pretty cock. How your hands looked so warm against the cat’s thighs. The puppy didn’t realize this his hand slipping into his pants. His thumb traces his veins pumping along with the rhythm of his fast heartbeat. Kai visibly shivers, his fluffy ears flattening once his thumb slides against this slit.
Taehyun side eyes the puppy. Not surprised by his impatience, but the cat is more than happy to see Kai get punished for it.
“Tsk, bad boy—“ you shake your head at Kai, the dog was half-pouting as he continues to stroke himself, “you’re just going to have to wait now.”
You strip off your clothes along with Taehyun’s. Kai groans, now watching you climb on top of the cat. Prepping your hole for Taehyun’s dick to slip in. Kai cums at the sight of you stretching around Tae. But it wasn’t long before his dick twitches back up, crying for your attention again.
i’ve never ventured this far into male sub territory but… here are some thoughts on pegging txt 🫣 (if you don’t like it, don’t read it~!)
subby soogyu ; switch kai ; dom taejun
NSFW — MDNI
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this is in no particular order other than the order that they came to mind in, but firstly,
⇢ beomgyu: oh man… he’d be shy about it at first, and rather than him bringing it up, you’re the one who gently approaches the topic after getting the inkling that it’s something he wants to try;
laying on his stomach while you take him in pronebone, his whimpers muffled by the pillow he’s hiding his flushed face in, full of uncontrollable little gasps and trembles as you steadily rock against him with your hands gently squeezing his hips.
“feels good, baby?” you’d ask, and all he’d be able to do is nod quickly into the pillow, so shy over how easily he’s falling apart for you like this.
your thrusts eventually growing firmer and he’d start rutting his hips into the mattress, hard leaking cock aching for friction — you wouldn’t let him, giving him a small spank that results in his desperate, muffled groan, his head finally shifting to the side a little to peek up at you over his shoulder with hazy, watery eyes.
“please,” he’d grit softly, all his usual brattiness flown far out the window when you’re inside him (until he starts getting used to it, at least, but that’s a whole other story).
you’d reach down to slide your hand up his back and tangle your fingers in his hair, tugging gently, just enough for his head to lift slightly off the pillow, eyes fluttering shut and jaw dropping open around a moan as you push in as deep as you can go — the unfamiliar nudge against his prostrate would have him cumming immediately against the sheets with a strangled noise and a jolt of his hips. belly sticky with his own release, you let his head drop back down against the pillow as he lays there panting, eyes heavy-lidded and fingers still gripping the pillow’s edges tightly as you soothe him down from his high.
(you may even sneak some overstimulation in there via handjob right afterwards, much to his mewling, hip-bucking surprise).
it’s safe to say then that you’ll definitely be doing this with him again.
⇢ soobin: it doesn’t happen particularly often, but you’d just have a way of knowing when he needs it; coming home tired and overworked, feeling the weight of leadership and responsibility on his shoulders, needing someone else to take care of him even if only for a little while.
there’s a special look reserved for these occasions, one where he doesn’t even need to say anything, one that you understand the meaning of immediately when he trudges sullenly through the door.
similar to beomgyu, i can picture him laying on his stomach; one knee bent and cheek resting against the pillow while you roll your hips against him, gently but firmly gripping his ass for leverage. his eyes squeezed shut as he bites down on the corner of the sheet in his grasp, a futile half-assed attempt at muffling the sweet staccato moans that bubble past his lips, drool collecting at the corners — though he doesn’t care about any of that right now, only focused on how good it feels to let go, his hips jumping every time his weeping cock rubs against the sheets beneath him from the steady movements of your thrusts.
he’d groan gutturally every time you degrade him, a contrast to his otherwise higher-pitched sounds; “dumb baby just wants to get fucked, huh? just wants to lay there all stupid and take it?”
and alternatively, when you later have him turn over onto his back so you can offer stimulation to his poor aching cock, whimpers fall from his pouty lips both from the feeling and from your praise as you lean down towards him with a gentle hand around his throat and whisper, “you’re so perfect, binnie, ‘m so proud of you.”
between your words and the way your free hand strokes him perfectly in time with your now deeper-angled thrusts, it wouldn’t be long before his cum is spilling out over your fist and all over his abs with a sharp, gasping moan as his large hand wraps desperately around your much smaller wrist while you lightly squeeze his throat. afterwards you’d lean down to pepper his cheeks in soft kisses, and his eyes would slide shut with a sigh as he shakily breathes, “thank you.”
⇢ yeonjun: okay, with yeonjun it would be especially fun. i definitely do see him as a dom, but i also see him as someone willing to try lots of things — so he’d agree to let you try pegging him not even because he’s into it but just because he’s down to experiment and have fun with it if it’s something you want to do.
so while it may be more in your interest than it is in his, that certainly wouldn’t stop him from putting his whole yeonussy into it. no toxic masculinity to be found! he’s a confident guy; ever the performer, he wouldn’t be afraid to go ass up for you, his moans filthy and pornographic as you fuck into him from behind, giggles falling past your lips as he grins up at you devilishly over his shoulder. he loves to see you enjoying yourself, and he’s definitely not above admitting how good it actually does feel — so it’s safe to say that this kinky experiment would be a successful one for the both of you.
“fuck, harder,” he’d groan, head slumping down into the pillows with his lip between his teeth, smirking around a satisfied, gasped-out moan when you comply. despite being the bottom here, he’d be more of a yapper in this situation than you; not even the switch in dynamics can stop him from spewing all kinds of nasty things as he pushes back against your hips to meet your thrusts.
“how’d you learn to fuck this good, huh, princess? shit, just like that, yeah- fuck, give it to me- god, you’re so deep. is this how you feel when i’m rearranging your guts? ah-!”
the spank you’d land on his ass in response would only make him cockier, a breathless laugh turned shameless moan as he presses his upper body down against the sheets and arches his back further for you.
“i must be a good teacher,” he’d slur with a shit-eating grin.
“shut up,” you’d reply back, reaching around with one hand to firmly pump his stiff cock, which of course only does the opposite of getting him to shut up — though you don’t complain, not when you’re so turned on by his eagerness, not when you already know that he’ll be letting you try this on him again.
⇢ taehyun: now i’m sorry to all my sub!tyun enthusiasts out there, but... i think he would shut that shit down IMMEDIATELY lmfao 😭
i see taehyun as a pure dom — you’d propose the idea to him more as a silly musing than anything, but the unimpressed, brow-quirked look he’d give you would be similar enough to his notorious brat taming stare that it would have you backtracking on your words right away.
i think he’d even go as far as to do the opposite and fuck you stupid instead in response, leaving you too drunk on his cock to even remember why you wanted to try pegging him in the first place as he challenges in your ear while he’s got you bent practically in half, “still wanna put it in my ass?”
BUT,,, this is a post abt pegging, so.. hypothetically, if taehyun really were to let you put it in his ass, here’s how i think it would go.
now let’s remember that taehyun is also a spontaneous and adventurous person in general. so perhaps that would be one of the driving points in him agreeing, but i think the main thing that would finally make him relent is the fact that in the end, he always prioritizes your pleasure and if it’s something you really want to try, he’d let you do it at least once.
begrudgingly settling back against the pillows when it’s time, slightly propped up as you situate yourself between his legs — abs clenching and a small hiss from between his teeth as you slowly enter him, your hand wrapping around his cock with a squeeze as you slide it up to circle your thumb around the tip.
he’d inhale sharply when you eventually bottom out; his hands gripping the tops of your thighs, still somehow holding an air of control even in this situation. he’d even reach down to circle his fingers around your clit as you begin to move in and out of him, your lips parting around a small mewl as you pump his cock in time with the pace of his fingers, his eyes boring up into yours almost challengingly the entire time in a way that leaves you breathless.
you’d become enamored, though, with the way he eventually starts to fall apart, even though he fights hard to keep control of himself — his breaths gradually growing quicker and heavier, teeth gritting and grip on you tightening before his lips would finally part in a small, pretty noise that takes you completely by surprise.
his usual deep grunts would be replaced by choked, breathy sounds in a pitch that you’ve only ever heard when he sings; and that’s when you’d start to get bold, testing the waters, repeatedly edging his throbbing cock and — much to his surprise — pushing his hands away when he’d try to take back some semblance of control.
“fuck, come on, babe-“ “i decide when you cum this time, tyunnie.” a breathless, disbelieving laugh on his end — “oh, you do, huh? you better be careful, doll, or you’re gonna- a-ah!- regret that later-“
at first he’d find your attempt at dominance amusing, cute — until it’s not, because then he’d even begin to think that it’s hot. you’d never have imagined you’d have your big, strong, dominant boyfriend groaning and gasping so pliantly underneath you like this, but when he finally cums, he’s immediately slumping limply back against the pillows with panting breaths and twitching hips.
your triumph doesn’t last too long, however, when he brings his hand to your throat to pull you down into a firm kiss — you already know that he was definitely not lying about putting you in your place later, which you can’t even pretend to protest to as your neglected pussy clenches pathetically in response. (“this slutty little pussy can’t even go a day without needing my cock to fill it up, can it?” he’d tsk mockingly in your ear later as he fucks you face down into the mattress).
not sure how easily he’d let you peg him again, but i will say it may not be the last time he lets you edge him.
⇢ kai: cue calm huening smile that makes you think you’re dead meat for a second when you first suggest it..
nah but i think hyuka would be patient with your ideas, surprisingly willing to go along with them most of the time, so on days when you skip over to him with the strap he just *small sigh* “okay 🙂”
he enjoys it when you dote on him anyway, so he can’t really complain whenever you situate him into a nest of pillows and plushies, smiling up at you sweetly with his hands on your waist as you cover him in kisses and promises that you’ll make him feel good.
he knows that you will; his head tipping back into the pillows and eyes sliding shut with a slow, breathy sigh as you enter him, his fingers tightening marginally in their soft grip on your skin, your lips on his neck as you rock into him making him hum out a quiet noise that soon turns into a whimper when you wrap your hand around his thick cock and slowly begin to stroke.
you wouldn’t need to keep doing that for long, though, because he’d soon begin rolling his hips up instead, fucking himself into your hand in a steady rhythm as he looks up at you through hazy, half-lidded eyes.
neither of you would really need to say much; all soft noises and quiet whispers, his large hands wandering your body all the while, and you would know he’s getting close when the room starts to fill with the lewd wet sounds of his cock squelching in your hand, leaking more and more pre-cum the deeper you go — his back would arch with a whimpered groan, eyes squeezing shut as his head falls back, and you then pressing down to nip and kiss at his exposed jaw with a particularly punctuated thrust would be all that it takes for his release to spurt from his tip and coat the both of your bellies in creamy white.
you’d both giggle a little in the aftermath when you coo at him, and he’s happy that you’re happy, wanting to return the favor once the strap is off as he begins guiding your hips up towards his face for a well-deserved meal. (well-deserved for who? no one knows, cuz it’s a win/win for you both).
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a/n - my bad i didn’t mean for terry’s part to be so much longer i got lost in the sauce
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[ 📚 ] after accidentally eavesdropping taehyun talking with his friends, you've got a question unanswered, a question which is straight up hilarious because it shouldn't be asked in the first place.
content : plot sprinkles, dom!reader sub!tyun, taehyun goes around calling the reader his wife/girlfriend, 'taehyun likes smart girls' agenda, public (in the empty auditorium), blowjob, degradation (m. rec.), making tyun swallow his own cum hah
a/n ; NEEDS TO BE EDITED! idk why I named it dangerous woman for angie and smiles txt birthday event + technically written off of my this thought but it doesn't appear in the limelight as brightly. though i still abide by it and always will. i have no clue how auditoriums look in your guys' vision but 🙏
"what're you even trying to do? makeout with me?" he asked as you pulled him aside from the piled hallway and led him to the top floor.
"trust me," you looked back at him, agony filled eyes. "kissing you is the last mistake I want to make, and I make a lot of mistakes."
he chuckled, god, he chuckled. he has some guts. "if you've started to make mistakes, then I'm a failure, noona."
he's always been like this. you wondered if he had some borderline obsession with you. which, now that you've found out the shit he's been going around blabbering — he definitely is obsessed with you.
almost throwing the two of you into the auditorium when you spotted a council member; you shut the door behind yourself as you stared at him, pulling his backpack onto his shoulder. "I'm actually starting to think you want to kiss me. it could've been in the cafeteria, no? why hide like we're middle schoolers?"
you shook your head no. "i already told you, I'd never kiss a dumb dog like you."
"then what are we here for?"
"why are you telling your friends I'm your girlfriend?"
silence. for about a minute. or two.
"i didn't." he said, turning back and walking to one of the chairs, sitting on the one at the corner. he's seriously planning to pretend, that he didn't go around saying you both fuck everyday.
"I don't like liars." you mumbled, walking behind him and letting yourself fall onto the chair right beside him, knees buckling. "what kind of a lie is this? we both are stuck in a loop of arguments and flirting. what makes you want to go around saying I'm your girlfriend?"
"I felt like it." he said dryly, eyes cast down at his fingers as they fidgeted.
"felt like it? you—" you closed your eyes in annoyance, nostrils flaring as your neck turned to look at him. "you felt like telling everyone that I'm your girlfriend? me of all people?" you hissed, he's such a bitch. fucking asshole.
it takes the average human being to start dating after 1-3 months of knowing each other, but it took taehyun one month to walk you down the aisle in his puerile dreams.
"well, why not you?" he asked, looking down at your fingers that were sprinkled with ink. you'd never dated any of the guys around here — because they're such bitches. what about the one in front of you? very evident.
"because I'm never going to really date you!" you almost yelled, lowering your noise when you heard your voice hit the walls of the empty auditorium.
"okay whatever, what're you gonna do about it?" he huffed out, his arms escaping the straps of his backpack.
motherfucker.
you looked away, this boy was making you so demented. you wished you were corrosive and could just touch him and destroy his entire existence in the moment.
and that's when it hit you. your touch... could destroy him. hell, it could probably make him dumb, to say the very least. you looked back to see taehyun, sitting there, staring at you with big big eyes, looking like he's going to swallow you whole.
"what?" you tore the silence apart, taehyun fluttering his eyelashes as he eyed you. the boy is still checking you out. "have some goddamn decency."
"I can't." he said, leaning in, leaning in close so close you wanted to flick his forehead and slap him across the face. he's always been like this for you since the day you put him in his place. he's been like a damn dog, like he wanted to be walked around by you since that day.
"then learn how to!"
"teach me, noona."
and so you did. so you did. and he's going to learn. he's going to learn to never annoy you again.
"noona—"
his eyes widened when your hand went straight for his crotch. fuck. you placed your hand on his cock, in the corner of the auditorium, after school hours.
"shut up. this is what you wanted, didn't you? you're filthy." and he, an exuberant kitten had turned into a lethargic dog. a dumb dog. "you're welcome for this. you're welcome."
"you— you-. what are you even thinking?" he asked, eyes wide as he leaned back, growing motionless. well, one thing was definitely in motion.
"shut the fuck up." you rubbed the tent in his pants as it eventually grew — still no consent of his, but his expression and activities history doesn't seem to be convincing you that he'll say no. you grabbed his face, making him look at you after his eyes had set down onto your hand on his dick. "tell me, taehyun. do you think from your dick or something?"
"y-you can't ask a question like— that.. h-hah." he groaned, a pretend exasperated tone when he was clearly enjoying this. he looked... desperate. it was scaring and making you want to fuck him at the same time. "please, noona."
"please what? use your words, bitch." you said, finger twirling the zipper of jeans, or more like a synonym for a cock cage.
"what're you gonna do?" he asked, eyes shooting around the hall as his knees buckled up, trying to squirm your hand away. this felt so emasculating to him — that you just basically palmed his dick from above the denim.
you were everything he wasn't — smart, perfect and untainted. but you were everything he wanted.
"maybe suck your dick," you said and the statement was definitely sent as an electric signal to his dick and his brain. "give you a reason to go around saying absolute bullshit, hm?" and he closed his eyes shut. his head fell back on the back rest as you unzipped his jeans, letting out a sadistic chuckle. "aw, is the delusion wearing off?" placing a hand under his chin and tilting his head to your side. oh lord, he was blushing. his ears were heating up and his cheeks went pink. "n-not bullshit.. not—"
"shut up." you attempted at a slap but only smacked his jaw, making his head turn away. lightly squeezed to his dick through the Calvin Klein and he whimpered. rubbing the tip with your nails.
if someone asked you if your panties were dry you'd have to deny it. his condition only got more tortured and jittery, you were chuckling like watching a stand-up comedy. you got up from the seat, kneeling in front of him. "h-hah, noona. shit— pl-please."
a malevolent expression, you took his dick out, cockhead lathered in precum — manwhore !
"you like this?" you asked, placing your hand in front of his mouth. "spit, whore." and he did, so fast like he was already preparing to, preparing to be sucked and jerked off.
"mmm, noona, i— h-hah." taehyun scrunched his knees together when your hand twisted at the tip, going down on his dick and his eyes shot open. "i l-love- this."
"of course you do, slut." you mumbled, licking the underpart of his tip, looking up at him as his hands reached to the back of your head to push you down on it unprovoked. he has the audacity to try to fuck your mouth. but no, you slapped his hand away. "behind your back."
he arched his back in sole pleasure, hands behind him now, he let out short, rapid pants. you opened your mouth wide, making him assume you'll finally take his dick, only to start pumping his dick rapidly.
"shit— shit, shit. noona no—"
"take it." you cut him off, using both hands, twisting. your lips set on the edge of his tip, rubbing against it. his brain was vacuous; and it got worse when you held the base of his dick and swallowed him whole.
"oh fuck, oh fuck fuck fuck." he whispered as you glide your hand up his hoodie, staying at his abs making him suck his stomach in. shook your head, the friction too much for him to bear. "noona, noona please."
pulling away, strings of saliva connecting you to his dick as his head flung back, closing his eyes shut when your nails slid up and down.
"keep it down, my god. the president might just hear you, would you want to be seen getting your cock sucked by me?"
his nails of each hand were digging into each other, his jaw clenching. "it— it'll make for a good s-sight."
"'m so close, pleasepleaseplease." he groaned as you completely stopped even the slightest of fuckery he was receiving from his imaginative slut. "no!"
you giggled at the sight — brain-dead taehyun, with his hands behind his back that were desperate to come forward and get him to cum, his embarrassing, dumbfounded state. a slap to his dick and he thrust into the air.
he could fuck any object that moves right now.
"you just love having your cock shoved down throats, don't you?"
hollowing your cheeks around him, the pleasure too much for him to bear. his hands escaped from behind and almost reached for your head but stopped mid-way, balling into a fist as his brain began jarring.
"noona please please please I'm gonna—" and before he could even warn you, prevent your annoyance and the malice you might have, he spilled into your mouth. and to his surprise, you kept his tip in your mouth, tasting him.
"noona?"
a pretend swallow that made his brain cloudy, did you just swallow his cum?
you got up, his eyes tracking up as you leaned down and pulled him by the collar of his hoodie, clashing your lips onto his and his mind skipped a function or two. you seeped his cum into his mouth, wiping your hands on his chest and he did not give the reaction you expected, the reaction you wanted him to give you — instead, to your surprise, he kissed back, his hand slipping up to catch yours. he didn't expect this at all but the whore didn't give a fuck. you pulled away, displeased that he wasn't mad you just made him eat his own cum.
"you ain't my boyfriend." you hissed, picking your backpack up.
and he was all gone to hell, no place for him in heaven, staring at the high ceiling, panting, beatific.
are they dating? no. do they both have mutual thoughts of fucking? absolutely.
yes, absolutely. Loves when you slap his ass, especially hard. would immediately have to bite back a moan if you did it in public around other people, has no shame if it’s in front of his members. moaning loudly and pushing his ass back into your hand for more.
jjunie loves when you roughly pinch, bite, slap etc his thighs, nipples and stomach. lightly choking him would make him cum nearly on the spot, his eyes would roll back and he’d mewl sweeter than a kitten while his cock twitches so harshly you think it’ll erupt.
Would not like if you slapped his face hard, anything beyond very light slaps and playfully pulling his tongue he does not like at all.
soobin says… no !
No, he’ll cry :(. he’s a total slut for degradation, loves having you call him mean names and spitting in his mouth while playing with his nipples. and he finds it so hot when you choke him while harshly stroking his leaking cock.
but he’ll genuinely cry if you slapped, whipped, or hurt him in any way. can barely handle when yeonjun slaps his ass, always whining and complaining at him to rub it afterwards.
Would only allow light teasing slaps to his thighs while your edging him and trying to get him to cum without permission.
beomgyu says… yes !
yes, absolutely yes no questions asked. he likes to whine like a little bitch on camera; “ow hyung, it hurtss!” and make a big deal abt it or whatever, but he’s obviously the biggest pain slut known to man.
constantly pissing you off and messing with you when he knows your not in the mood just to feel the hot flash of your palm striking against his cheek. immediate grin of victory taking over his face, baring his other cheek toward you in a challenge. “ ‘s that all you’ve got?”
embarrasses you in public by loudly whining like a child and ignoring everything you say to him, doing the opposite of what you say etc. all to watch the vein in your neck throb and your jaw clench in promise of bending him over your lap and spanking him with his favorite paddle until he’s numb.
loves tight collars, nipple clamps, overstimulation, whips, wax play, blindfolds, and ball gags. aftercare is an absolute must.
taehyun says… yes !
the prettiest pillow prince ever who’d never do anything to get punished. just bats his pretty boba eyes and has you in the palm of his hand. loves being treated roughly, slam him against the wall, tighten his restraints, overstimulate him until he’s cumming dry; he loves it.
doesn’t act out to get what he wants, just sits pretty with his favorite set of ropes in his lap and bats up at you with the prettiest eyes. or he’d simply whisper in your ear how hard and deep he wants you to pound him. use him until he can’t think about anything but fat musky cock. <3
edging is a no. princess wants to cum when he’s approaching his climax, was never good at holding back anyway </3
hueningkai says… no !
gorgeous gorgeous puppy boy who can’t hold back when he has to cum :(. he can’t take any type of impact as punishment, neither does he find pleasure from pain. poor boy can barely handle cumming twice in a row. tears rolling down his apple cheeks as he pushes through his second orgasm cause he was a bad boy who came without permission.
likes his collars loose, the type to fuss if he feels it when he swallows. 6ft broad man with thick thighs and a fat ass who tears up when you spank him hard, hiccups when you bite too hard, and whines when you pinch and pull at his tits.
a true baby boy he needs time to warm up to different types of pain. only likes when you pinch and lightly slap his ass.
