a/n: thank you for being patient with me while my writing has slowed down while i try to take care of mental health!! please enjoy and i hope you have a wonderful day my loves!!
a/n: sn, kh, and ck gifs are @hyunubear’s, mh, hw, and jh gifs are @imnameimss’s, and the wh gif is mine!!
word count: 0.5k
content: this isn’t supper subby but you read the title you know what this is, lots of touching and teasing but that’s about it!! not smut only suggestive!!
son hyunwoo/shownu:
shownu is definitely the best at it immediately, he’s just too good of a dancer and, though he is awkwardly charming irl, when he’s dancing he’s just pure charm. i don’t think he’d be super verbally flirty during it but he might feel you up a bit if you’re into that. you can do pretty much whatever you want, if you want to touch him or tease him with your words a little, he’ll either do that cute little smile or not really think much of it because he’s just so concentrated.
lee hoseok/wonho:
wonho is an amazing dancer too, but i think he’d be much more shy but in the sweetest and, oddly, the most seductive way. he’s out here smiling all cutely while he’s dancing all up on you, but he might be too nervous to really do too much. but also, for as someone as bashful as him, he also really enjoys teasing. you’ll see that cute little smile grow if you complain that you can’t kiss him </3
lee minhyuk:
mr lee minhyuk would definitely be out here, possibly tipsy, dancing all up on you, touching you shamelessly, taking your hands and placing them in his waist because he wants you to touch him too, teasing you with a ghost of a kiss lingering on your skin as he grinds against you. grab his ass a little, tease him with your fingertips, he loves it all.
yoo kihyun:
kihyun would definitely get flustered and would be so awkward the whole time until he finally figures it out and gets really into it, noticing the little things that make you shift in your seat and doing them more, teasing so very intentionally until you go mad, and keeping that sultry look in his eyes. he’ll smirk if you complain about the teasing, maybe he’ll even tell you not to touch him while he gives the dance (but you don’t really have to listen, he’d prefer if you didn’t actually).
chae hyungwon:
hyungwon i could oddly see being weirdly into it, moving his body perfectly fluidly to the music and smirking like ever so slightly as you just take in his presence and watch him with those hungry eyes he loves so much, he loves it when you want him so badly you can’t control yourself.
lee jooheon:
jooheon would legitimately be out here giving the most oddly endearing lap dances know to man like maybe he’s a little clumsy and he’s not the best at it but he’s just charming and so sweet yet so provocative that he’s just mesmerizing. and once he finds a comfortable rhythm, he gets really into it, and he goes from almost cutesy to deadly.
im changkyun/i.m:
changkyun isn’t even giving a legitimate lap dance he just plops himself down on your lap and he just kinda moves to the beat of the music as he gives a little strip tease, keeping eye contact, intense but soft energy with his low voice murmuring how much he wants you. he’s a tease through and through, and he’ll definitely make you want him more than anything.
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a/n: wbk i haven’t been writing much recently, but today i felt a sudden rush of motivation so i wasn’t gonna let it go to waste!! gif is mine!!
a/n: thank you for 1k followers!! i hope to repay the vast amount of love i receive from my anons and my darling mutuals!! love you all <33
word count: 1.6k
content: sub!wonho, dom!afab!reader, no pronouns used for the reader, reader doesn’t cum so take that as you will, unprotected sex (i never put that here but uh wrap it up kids), choking, riding, hickeys, overall just another fic about how much i adore lee hoseok thank you
disclaimer: as this fic contains choking, i just want to remind you to please be aware that kinks are inherently dangerous and if you are going to partake, please do your research into doing it in the safest way possible. always have a safeword and safe signal. thank you.
summary: he comes home after a long day, and you always want him after so long.
one of your hands cups his cheek while the other holds his waist close to you. your touch isn’t demanding or possessive, it’s simply just adoring. your fingers brush a bit of his hair out of his soft, doll-like eyes, pressing a gentle and fleeting kiss to his lips as he exhales quietly, playing with the hemming of your shirt with his fingers absentmindedly. all feels well and peaceful as you greet your sweet lover, “how was your day, hoseokie?”
“my day was really long, but being with you makes it all fade away,” he sighs comfortably as your hands stroke his sides, shuddering when your grip tightens a bit, “ah- how are you, my love?”
“i’m well, darling, i’m very well now that i have you,” you say with your voice suddenly lower and much more deadly, “you’re so pretty,” your hands just keep touching his waist and his chest, fingers brushing his nipples over his clothes just to keep him on edge, “baby,” the pet name with your voice so seductive makes him whimper.
“ahh- yes?”
“what are you so nervous for, angel? i just want to touch you—,” he whines at your words, “—i just love touching you like this. you’re so passive and docile, you let me do absolutely anything to you, hm?” it’s not true, he knows that. it’s comforting to remember that you know his limits, you know how far you can push him, but you also know how he likes to be spoken to. it’s hot, more than anything.
“i- yeah, you can do whatever you please with me,” he groans as his eyes shut when your hands start touching a little lower, moving from grabbing his ass to rubbing his inner thighs teasingly, “b-but, uhm, could you please not tease me? please?” he pouts subconsciously, knowing if you said no and continued teasing him, he wouldn’t stop you, he’d just get progressively more whiney and would beg you even more to make him feel so good.
it’s an appealing idea to leave him teased and denied for hours until his body cant physically handle it anymore, to make him squirm with need, but when he begs so softly for you to not tease him, it’s hard to not give in and give him everything he wants, and as such, you find yourself complying, touching him as he wishes.
he moans as he clutches your shoulders for any kind of support, and it’s cute to watch someone as big and strong as him just absolutely fall apart with just a few touches, “oh, my darling, is this really all it takes? just a few little brushes of my fingers against your cock and suddenly hoseokie can’t even keep himself together? that’s cute.”
“ahh, please,” he looks down, trying to avoid eye contact, he knows your gaze is too strong and he’s shatter immediately under it.
“please what, baby?” you taunt, making his shyness incredibly apparent as he’s forced to be more direct with his words.
“can we continue this in the bedroom?”
you giggle, “sure, i’ll ride your dick until you pass out, how does that sound?” you ask, already walking over to the door.
“that- uhm,” he gulps, “t-that sounds good,” he whimpers shakily as he watches you walk away, following behind you like a puppy as you lead him away.
he sits on the bed nervously as you sit beside him, cupping his cheeks and caressing his skin the way you did before in order to relax him, pressing kisses to the edge of his lips before moving down his jaw, spending a significant few minutes sucking and biting a hickey into his skin. he breathes somewhat shaky in pain, but it’s not major enough to really hurt him. he can take a lot, and you intend to do a lot.
as such, when your kisses find his neck, kissing right over the vein on the side, his heart rate picks up anxiously. you leave another love bite just above his collarbone before pulling back to trace you finger over it, “you’re so beautiful.”
the intimacy of the moment flusters him, but you always fluster him intentionally as you say, “and don’t think for a second i only mean your body. of course i love your body, i love the way you squirm and moan and whimper, but you have the most beautiful personality, my hoseok.”
his cheeks turn redder, loving the praise but still so unable to handle it, “p-please,” he’s also getting so needy as you talk, with every moment you’re not riding him, he becomes even more desperate for you.
“take off your shirt,” you command suddenly, and he does as you say with ease, discarding his shirt to some random corner of the room, pulling you closer to him once his hands were free. you press kisses to his chest, taunting him with a lick against his nipple.
his whole body reacts, squirming even more for friction against his cock when your fingers play with his other nipple, groaning helplessly, “fuck- oh! oh my-,”
“oh? does that feel good?”
“p-please,” he murmurs, burying his head into your shoulder, “please just get to it already, i-i cant handle your teasing. i need you so badly, my love,” he’s demanding, sure, but he knows he can be demanding. he knows that as much as you control him right now like a puppet on your strings, he knows what to say to mess you up just as much.
“alright, alright, i understand. take off the rest of your clothes, baby,” you kiss his forehead as you get off of him to take off your clothes too.
“do you- uhm, do you want me to do anything?” he fidgets nervously as you walk back over to him. his eyes never leave your body, still so overwhelmed by your presence and, for all the love his body gets from you, he adores you physically just as much. you’re absolutely everything he wants, “i could eat you out! or uhm, i’m not sure, but i can do something. i want you to feel good too,” he frowns.
“baby, trust me, i feel amazing right now,” you smile, leaning down to kiss his chest as you climb back on top of him.
“yeah?”
“to have someone like you so willing to please me, so desperate for me it ruins you, is my greatest pleasure, baby,” he seems adequately comforted by your words, so you take that as a sign to continue, “and besides, i’m already thoroughly turned on, so you don’t have to worry about that.”
there’s a response lingering in his throat, but it doesn’t meet daylight as you being to play with his cock, all that leaves his mouth are throaty moans and helpless whimpers.
before he knows it, you’re already on him, sinking down, moaning freely for the first time this evening, and it makes him endlessly happy to see you feel pleasure. he’s just as wrecked, but you show it less than he does, because it’s so visible how he sighs, eyes fluttering closed, as you start to rock yourself back and forth.
“f-fuck,” he stutters, feeling your hands rest on his chest for stability, and he knows where that’s going, “oh, you’re so- so perfect, you just feel so good, can i touch you? please?”
“go for it,” you mumble, feelings his hands reach to hold your waist, enjoying the way his hands caress your skin just like you did to him before.
he groans as he gets more riled up from your movements, feeling a building feeling in his stomach, “please keep going,” he cries softly, “and uhm- could you- could you choke me? please?”
you smile almost sadistically as your hands wrap around his throat, feeling his pulse with your fingers. you push against the sides of his neck, watching his eyes roll back and his lips parted in an ‘O’ shape.
“good boy,” you mumble, and he faintly smiles at the praise before breaking out in moans, “you’re so per- perfect to me, hoseok,” he can’t coherently respond, but you can tell how happy compliments make him. he’s so easy to impress, so easy to sweep off his feet, “can i get you to cum for me, baby? really good and hard for me?”
“o-oh fuck, i’m so close-,” he stutters cutely.
“already, sweet thing? it hasn’t even been that long and you already want to cum inside me? you’re so adorable,” he whimpers again, his body seizing up as it hits him, and you don’t slow down one bit, “there you go, cutie, there you go, ride it out. you look so hot and slutty when you orgasm, my pretty boy.”
his voice is heavenly, drowning out your words as his head clouds over and he feels a kind of fleeting euphoria he’s missed, the kind only you give him. he wants to feel this way forever, but eventually, the feeling dies down, and his thoughts return to him.
“hope that made your long day a little better, my love,” you whisper, and suddenly your voice loses all that intensity and returns to be the comforting whisper in his ear, a lullaby he could fall asleep to, “now let me clean us up, and we’ll cuddle till we fall asleep, alright?”
he tiredly nods, and it takes all of your self control not to burst from how cute he is as he murmurs, “i love you, you know.”
“i know, baby. i love you, too.”
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a/n: mayhaps based off a conversation i had with @sub-hoshi-enthusiast this morning while i was in class 👉👈 (also this’ll be the first time using one of my hoho gifs for a drabble or fic :D)
word count: 0.6k
content: sub!wonho, dom!gn!reader, kissing, lip biting, hickeys on him, he sits on your lap, he wears the shorts, not explicitly smut but uhh still vv horny
“bunny, come here,” you murmur to wonho as he trudges into the room, rubbing his eye tiredly. he’s only wearing your hoodie and a pair of shorts and though he looks absolutely adorable, he also looks absolutely delectable, “sit on my lap, sweetie,” he’s hesitant like he always is, worried that he weighs too much and he’ll crush you, but you assure him he’s fine. he knows you love it, and he always gives in at some point.
he tentatively sits on your lap, straddling your thighs. you gently tug him closer, pulling at the fabric of his hoodie, and he gasps softly before the sound is suffocated by your lips. he rests a hand on your cheek, with his other on your shoulder to stabilize himself. your hands find their way under his hoodie, touching his skin softly, but he still shudders at the feeling, breaking the kiss to whine out, “ah! your hands are cold!”
but it just makes you laugh because he’s just so endearing it makes your heart ache, “shhh, darling. stay still for me,” you mumble as you lean up to kiss him again. it’s not an innocent kiss, but it’s not incredibly intense either, at least not on the surface. even still, wonho’s stomach is still filled with butterflies and when you pull at his bottom lip with yours ever so gently, it drives him wild.
he’s seemed to have gotten used to your touch, with your hands rubbing up his sides and his abdomen and chest now a bit more soothing than startling, you change strategies, opting to hold his thighs as he uses both of his hands to grip your shoulders.
you subtly start to rub his thighs instead of just keeping your hands still and holding them, turning your attention to his inner thighs, where you know (maybe not from being able to see them, but definitely from memory of last night) he’s littered with hickeys. so now it’s just a matter of finding one while not being able to see his thighs.
he gasps when you finally get to one, pressing against it hard enough to cause a decent amount of ache. he tries to pull away from the kiss to whine, but you don’t let him, leaning your head forward enough to reduce any complaint of his down to the softest of whimpers.
you keep rubbing and adding pressure to random spots on his inner thigh, and god it’s not enough to give him any kind of relief but it’s enough to drive him insane. finally, you break the kiss, instead moving your mouth to his neck, pressing kisses over hickeys from the night before, listening to his whimpers of pain and feeling his squirming and shuddering. he whispers breathlessly, “p-please stop teasing me.”
“why, angel?” you respond with a smirk, watching as he struggles and suffers helplessly like this, “tell me why.”
“b-because i’ve been good?”
“hmm, have you? you wore these shorts knowing they drive me crazy. you wanted to drive me crazy. you wanted to push me off the edge, sweetheart,” he tries to shake his head at your accusation, but you don’t give him a chance to respond, pinching at the skin on his thigh, and he yelps in pain, “and besides, you’re so cute when you’re like this, all needy and desperate but can’t get anything more than my hands on your gorgeous thighs and my lips on your pretty neck, baby. don’t you want to be cute for me?”
“yes! i-i do, but...” he trails off, and when you ask him to repeat, he murmurs with blushy cheeks and a cloudy look in his eyes, so desperate he can’t even bother to be embarrassed anymore, “but i’m also cute when you fuck me until i can’t think straight, right?”
and to his credit: he’s absolutely right.
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a/n: please listen to lose by wonho while you read this so you get the full experience ✨✨. here’s the post that this is based off of <3
a/n: i know that the top and bottom terms aren’t for straight sexual relationships but idk how else to get the point across. i apologize :,(
word count: 1.4k
content: sub!top!wonho, dom!bottom!fem!reader, no title for the reader, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, oral (fem receiving), angst, hickeys, marking, overall possessiveness, lots of praise and light degradation (calling him a whore), texts are in bold.
warning: this is not an example of a healthy romantic and/or sexual relationship. please read with caution.
summary: his body, his heart, his soul: they’re all yours.
(gif by @imnameimss)
y/n: you should come over
the text echoes in his head, almost like he can hear your voice calling him away, pulling his attention from anything he might try to do to get his mind off of you. he didn’t want to respond because he was actually incredibly busy, but he can’t seem to get the idea of fulfilling your request (suggestion? demand? it didn’t feel like you were asking) off his mind.
and then you send another text. he tries not to look at it, knowing his resolve was already crumbling, but there wasn’t anything wrong with taking a peak, right?
y/n: baby, i miss you. come over, please.
your words always did something indescribable to his heart, but he was absolutely right: he should not have read that text. especially because now he’s packing up his things and heading over right now.
as he makes his way over, knocks on your door, and falls into your grasp once again, it all feels so right. your arms wrapped around his neck keep him locked and trapped, but you could throw away the key if you wanted to; it doesn’t matter to him anymore.
“baby,” you whisper as you pull back, kissing down his jaw and neck, “your marks from last time are fading,” you point out, and he shudders when he feels you bite down on the same spots, “let’s fix that, can’t have my boy forgetting who he belongs to.”
truth is, he’d never forget. he’ll remember the way your touch feels, the way you kiss till the moment he dies. he pulls you closer by your waist, playing gently and absentmindedly with the fabric of your shirt as his breaths become shakier the longer you suck and kiss on his skin.
“baby,” you whisper again, but more in a way to command his attention even if the pet name still makes his heart ache for more of you, “tell me what you want. i’ll let you decide what we do today.”
“can i fuck you this time?” he asks breathlessly, “and you, uhm, obviously still… in charge.”
“oh? well if my boy wants to fuck me, i guess i can’t deny him that,” you murmur, leaning back in to kiss him, pulling on his bottom lip slightly as you pull back. the way you do possessively call him ‘my boy’ makes his knees weak, because yeah, he is yours, “come on, baby, let’s move this to my room.”
it feels too good to be true every time you drag him to your room. you pull him on top of you after he throws off his shirt. you reach up to touch his torso, so perfect and muscular but with sweet and delicate skin.
“can you, uhm, can you praise me please?” he mumbles so quietly like it would break the scene, but you effortlessly oblige.
“of course, you’re such a pretty toy,” your works combined with that smirk on your face make him weak, “you’re so beautiful, it makes me so happy when i remember that you’re all mine. there’s not another person in the world who can do this,” you flick your thumb against his nipple, and you can see it in his face: maybe you’re trapped under him physically but in every other way it’s the opposite. he’s never going to escape how good it feels to be yours. if only you were his as well…
but he doesn’t dwell on the fantasy for long, you pull him down to kiss him again, holding his shoulders tightly (he hopes they bruise). this time it’s his turn to kiss down your jaw to your neck, but he’s much more gentle, soft lips caress your skin as your grip dips lower, settling on holding his waist. you sigh deeply, the comfort of having him with you seeping into your body.
“baby,” you murmur lowly, and he hums in response, “you know i love your kisses, but it feels like you’re teasing me now. why don’t you remind me— and yourself— who exactly you belong to?”
“you,” he mumbles without a second thought, “i’m yours. i’m sorry.”
“it’s okay, angel,” his genuineness is enough to make your heart ache, but you run your fingers through his hair sweetly, and the softness of the moment and the pet name and your sweet voice all ruin his heart just as much, if not more, “keep going, baby, i won’t let you rest until i’m satisfied.”
the look on his face is suddenly prideful, feeling the need to prove himself. his kisses are quicker and dip constantly lower and lower, helping you throw off all your clothes as well until he’s between your legs and so close to what he wants he could literally almost taste it. his eyes search for yours, for the go-ahead.
“you know, you look really cute waiting like the good boy you are,” he groans slightly from your words alone, adoring the way the praise leaves your lips, “go ahead, baby,” that’s all he needs to hear, because the second he can, he leans in, not wasting any time being slow and methodical because he’s not going to make the mistake of being teasing any longer. he’s a bit sloppy in the way he eats you out, but it’s enough to get you so riled up that you have to push his head away slightly or else you’d cum way too early, “i want you inside me now, baby.”
you didn’t notice until then just how hard he was until he’s attempting to get out of his pants as quickly as possible. he’s back on top of you in an instant.
“there’s lube in the nightstand drawer, don’t bother with a condom,” you mumble as you point, and he reaches over to open the drawer and grasp it. he’s clumsy with it, but in a second he’s properly covered and in another, he’s inside of you. he moans softly at the feeling. it’s one he doesn’t feel much (mostly because he’s 100% down to be pegged most of the time) but it’s one he cherishes every chance he gets, “oh, fuck, baby,” you mumble, eyes closed as you lay with the exact same feeling.
he starts to move, leaning back down to meet you in a kiss as he picks up a comfortable pace, until that pace becomes not enough, with you both already so wound up. his pretty moans become louder and more uncontrollable. and your not exactly unaffected either. you’re getting close too.
“you’re so cute when you can’t control yourself like this, b-baby, you just look so adorably slutty, my perfect whore,” it’s humiliating, honestly, but your voice is sweet like candy and the sugar is rotting away every last inch of dignity he has, “you look so desperate, baby, you want something?”
“i… want to cum, but i want you to cum first,” he groans, “or at least with me. could you? please?”
“fuck, baby, yes. i’m so close, you’re doing so, so good, such a good boy for me,” your hands find his shoulders again, your nails digging into his skin and scratching as your highs approach.
you can tell that his hits just a moment before yours, but it’s absolutely worth it because you get to watch his eyes roll back and his lips part slightly and he just looks so enticingly wrecked that your orgasm is triggered too. he keeps fucking you through the whole time, even as he slightly overstimulates himself, but it is satisfying to watch his expression contort from pleasure to pain.
he falls beside you on the bed, and when you get up to go to the bathroom, he’s left with his thoughts, with all the clarity and sense rushing back to him. he’s angry at himself for running back to you the second you want him to come over, angry that it always ends this way, angry that no matter how much he tries to distant you two, he can’t do it on his own. and you have such a hold on him that he almost aches to be used like this. he can keep trying to stay away from you, but in the end, he knows that he’s too wrapped around your finger.
it doesn’t matter how many times he plays this game, he’ll still lose.
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a/n: is this short and horribly paced and not read over for mistakes? you bet ur ass it is <3 no summary on this one lol but it’s boss!shownu + assistant!reader
word count: 0.4k
content: sub!shownu, dom!fem!reader, only fem because he calls reader ‘miss’, reader does call him sir so if that’s not ur thing then don’t read it, it’s not a full fic but uh maybe i’ll write more on it if y’all like the concept <3
“sir? can i speak to you really quick?” you ask, peeking your head into his office, and of course he lets you in. you sit in the leather chair across from his as he gazes at you with that blank stare that makes him kind of hard to read, “you gave me a huge workload this morning— which i’m fine with!— but i really need to get home. is it okay if i leave early? i’ll still take care of everything i just really need to—”
“no,” he mutters bluntly, his eyes refocusing on the papers in front of him.
you’re taken aback, stunned and a bit insulted at how he just shut you down, “no? i-is there.. a reason for that?”
“you’re needed here in case i need you for something, that’s all. please get back to work, miss y/n,” his tone is bland, uninterested, but you can tell from the slight, minuscule smirk on his face that he’s enjoying this, “what? is there something else you’d like to say?”
and that’s it. that’s when your hand collides with his cheek and the sound reverberates through the room. you’re both equally shocked by your actions, you can still feel the stinging in your hand, and more importantly, you’re certain you heard him make a kind of sound that leaves you baffled, “did you just.. moan?”
he doesn’t answer, refusing to look at you. the whole aura he was giving off screamed at you to get out and never come back, quit your job then and there, but amazingly, that feeling that all was lost actually made you more confident. if you had ruined your position anyway, what was the harm of messing with him?
“stand up, put your hands on the table,” you order, and he finally meets your eyes again. you expect him to be offended and angry, but what you don’t expect is for him to comply, standing up from his chair with his hands resting on his desk, “oh? you’re so good at following orders, sir,” you can see the embarrassment in his features, yet he still holds himself just like you told him to, even when you get up and stand just behind him, running your hands against his sides, “i’m pleasantly surprised.”
“fuck, y/n, please,” he mumbles lowly, under his breathe.
you laugh dryly, pressing a kiss to his shoulder that was far too gentle for the current situation, “don’t worry, sir, i’ll help knock you down a peg and fix that horrible attitude of yours, maybe then you’ll realize just how much better suited you are for following orders than for giving them.”
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a/n: idk what kinda of summary i’d give this so uh... enjoy <3 also hope you like this nae :,)
word count: 0.4k
content: human!minhyuk, vampire!reader, not smutty, i mean he’s kinda subby?? lol, biting, you literally just bite him it’s not a complicated scene
you’re holding his hand, pulling it up so you can kiss his knuckles, a sweet display of affection, but you notice the way he’s watching you, and you notice the way his breath hitches the closer your lips get to his wrist. you drag your teeth over his skin gently, not enough to pierce it, and he curses softly under his breath, but he doesn’t try to pull his arm away in the slightest.
the pit in his stomach grows moment by moment because he’s so nervous, but you refuse to look away from him, keeping your eyes deadly locked onto his, “do you want me to bite you?”
“please,” he whispers breathlessly, his desperation makes you groan, and you can see just how affected he is, just like you, “please, do it.”
“beg for it,” you murmur, feeling his fast pulse in his wrist, seeing just how quickly he’s crumbling.
“please, please, god y/n please, i need it so, so badly, take as much as you want from me, take all of me, you know i’m all yours,” he whimpers, not even from pain but because he wants you, “please bite me.”
and then you finally bite down. he hisses in pain, but the sharpness of it fades quickly, and suddenly all the hurt is replaced by a heavenly feeling. it feels like he’s floating, so lightheaded and out-of-it. the way your eyes glow red makes him weak, so helpless as you take and you take and he just lets you take more.
and god he tastes just as heavenly. his blood is so much sweeter than you’re used to and it’s impossible to feel satisfied. his eyes cross and he starts to sway slightly, but he still looks you in the eye as you do him. he’s so vulnerable like this for you, and he almost loves rush and pit in his stomach and the pain and everything that follows. he loves it all, how it feels to be drained of everything his body can physically give, how it makes him so beautifully weak.
eventually, you do force yourself to stop because the poor thing looks like he’s about to pass out. you cradle him in your arms as he limps falls against your chest. you whisper, “you can sleep now, little thing.” and he hums and you faintly hear soft snores a few minutes later.
his blood still lingers on your tongue, still drives you insane with the taste, it’s overwhelming in such a different way. you press soft kisses to his wrist, almost like a wordless apology for going a touch too far, but you know he enjoyed every last second of it.
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request: perhaps a fem!reader with shownu in a blindfold and restraints for the fic request thingy? (~￣³￣)~
a/n: it’s kind of a punishment but reader’s really soft with him 🥺🥺
word count: 0.6k
content: sub!shownu, dom!gn!reader, restraints, blindfolds, oral (m receiving), hint of cum eating at the end :,)
summary: you have to be particular about how you punish him because not being able to see or touch you is way worse than a spanking.
“p-please, i want to see you,” he begs softly, tugging against the cuffs that keep him attached to the bed, “want to touch you, please.”
“i don’t want to do this to you any more than you want it done to yourself, but my sweet, baby bear, there are consequences to your actions. and you chose to let those girls flirt with you today. that’s not acceptable.”
he whines, always quiet and subtle in everything he does. of course, you could get him screaming and moaning pornographically if you wanted, but instead, you choose to just keep touching him. touching every inch of him, the blindfold keeping him so alert and focused on all his other senses. and when you touch him in a place he doesn’t expect to be touched, he gasps so cutely and it just makes your heart melt.
“i didn’t want to punish you in the traditional way, you’d like that too much. this was all i could think of, so forgive me if it’s a bit cruel, sweet bear,” you say to him, kissing his jaw as another apology for having to resort to depriving him of seeing and touching you.
“i-it’s okay,” he stutters, trying to reassure you but it mostly seems like he’s trying to reassure himself.
“im glad, sweetie. always my good boy, aren’t you?” he nods, subconsciously pouting, and the sight of him just makes your heart melt, you coo, “oh, aren’t you precious? oh my, what do i do with you?”
“could you,” he starts, shy and somewhat awkward in the way he asks you for something he wants so badly, “could you touch me?”
you hum, taking a moment to leave him in anticipation in whether or not you were going to touch him, in what kind of night this would be, “i have a better idea, but i really need you to trust me, woo, can you do that?”
“yes, i trust you,” he whispers like no thought has to go into it. he just trusts you implicitly.
the distribution of weight on the bed shifts, and he can sense that you’ve moved, but before he can panic, you settle between his legs, gently rubbing his thighs, “you look so, so pretty like this, bear, i almost want to take a picture.”
he doesn’t get time to react to his words when he feels your lips pressing gentle, faint kisses to his inner thigh, slowly moving up one side of his hard cock, and he’s gone by the time you reach the tip, sucking slightly. he shakes and twitches around slightly as you fully start to suck him off, trying so hard not to accidentally thrust up too sharply and hurt you.
he moans helplessly, unable to do much but just take what you’re giving. he’s pretty sure you’d be smirking right about now if you could, whether or not he could see, and he whispers, “i-i’m getting close.”
you take your mouth off of him for a second so you can respond, but you continue to press kisses to the side of his cock, licking up the length on the other side, watching with glee as he trembles, “already? you’re so easy, bearie. you can cum whenever, sweetie.”
and after a few minutes, it finally comes crashing down on him, and he shakes pretty much uncontrollably as you jerk him off through the rest of it, intentionally getting his cum on your hand and on your torso.
and once he’s finally come down, breathing a bit less raggedly, you take off the blindfold and restraints, gazing at his dazed eyes with your loving ones, “you made such a mess bearie, can you clean me up?”
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