“You’re so handsome when you look up at me like this.”
You ran your fingers through his hair, feeling it glide between them with ease. Yeosang let out a soft moan, his hand trailing further up your thigh.
“Anything to make you happy.”
He pressed his lips against your thighs as you felt his hands slip into your underwear. With every kiss he left, gave your blood a rush. Yeosang tugged at the band slightly, his eyes softening as he silently begged for you. You met his pleading eyes, nodding as you began to pull the underwear down. You watched as his face lit up with excitement, almost like he won the lottery— which in a way, he did.
You leaned up against the counter, feeling his hand lift your leg and toss it around his shoulder while he kept your other leg grounded to the floor. Once again, you raked your hand through his hair, watching as he lifted the hem of your nightgown.
“Need you so bad, Yeo.”
You felt his hand come up to spread your lips slightly, your cunt glistening right before him. A soft moan escaped you as he grazed his tongue over your entrance. He dragged it slowly, carefully, just enough to collect your taste.
You threw your head back in response, your fingers tangling through the mess of his brown locks. You pushed his bangs back, admiring the way his tongue flicked at your area. You felt his fingers slide into your entrance, moving in and out of you slowly as his lips kissed your bud.
“Fuck Yeo..”
His free hand held onto your leg, his thumb massaging your thigh softly as he lapped up your taste. It wasn’t long before he grew tired, lazily dragging his tongue along your slit. Rolling your eyes, you grabbed onto his hair, making him whimper out slightly as the a sudden tug.
He met your harsh eyes, your grip tightening along the scrunch of his ponytail.
“Tired already are we?”
He didn’t respond, only bringing his finger up to poke at your entrance. You took a deep sigh, still holding onto his hair as he pushed another one into you.
“That’s exactly what I thought.” His fingers curled inside of you, making you moan slightly.
“Be good boy and make me cum, yeah?”
Yeosang nodded, wincing as you continued to pull his hair. You pushed your cunt onto his lips, feeling his tongue tease at your sensitive bud while his fingers played inside you. You watched him squirm underneath you as he desperately tried to create some kind of friction in his pants.
He whined and he groaned, panting like a dog as you rode his face carelessly without giving him a moment to breathe. You tugged his hair harder, watching him yell out as your juices dripped down his bare chin.
“Sound so desperate, Yeo.” you breathed heavily, your cunt still slamming against his face.
“Fuck, harder.. please don’t stop.”
He obeyed— his tongue working tirelessly against your cunt. You begged, pleaded, pulled his hair harder and harder with every flick he dealt to you. His chin was soaked, glistening with your slick and hands messy from toying with you.
Within minutes you finished all her his face, practically drowning him with your slick. You felt your legs grow weak as he quickly moved to hold you upright. You wanted him to stop— you begged him, but he wouldn’t. He was hungry, eager, licking up every last drop of you.
You met eyes with him for a second, his forehead shiny from the bit of sweat that rolled down it. Yeosang’s eyes softened, giving you a soft puppy look as he sucked on your clit softly.
“You’re gonna kill me, you know that?”
He smiled softly, kissing your thighs as his thumb massaged your bud. Your hand was still wrapped around his ponytail as you watched him squirm, still desperate for some kind of friction.
“What’s wrong, puppy?” You gave him a sly look, watching his face glow red from embarrassment as he stopped squirming.
“You want me to touch you, is that right?”
Yeosang nodded quickly, wincing at your firm hold of his ponytail. You chuckled to yourself, pulling your leg off of his shoulder and letting go of his hair. You held his chin up to look at you, moving the hair from his eyes. You walked over to the bed, reaching into the drawer for a moment. You pulled out a choking collar and sat into bed, holding it out in front of him.
“Come and let me put this on you baby, I’ll make you feel better.”
💌: OUUU i loved this idea and had sm fun writing it !! im trying to be more active so expect some more short drabbles coming soon hehe
I would like to discuss Yeosang as a sub. I’ve had this idea since the beginning of the evening.
Tag: petnames, choking, oral (F receiving), leash/collar, choking, being mean, hair pulling, slapping, finger sucking, pegging, crying. Not all worked out just some drabbles form me :)
Yeosang would have two sides.
Your lovey dicey best boy who wants to do everything for you.
A brat. Who is bratty to get you to be more rough.
He loves it when you treat him like your personal boytoy, calling him handsome, pretty boy, good boy, darling, all those names.
He loves when you tangle your fingers in his long hair as he kisses down your body.
He loves it even more when he’s eating you out.
Hands pressed against your thighs to keep them open while he eats you out like a man starved. Lee a tight grip on his hair and he’ll be moaning, sending vibrations all through your core.
He wants to be ordered around and he’ll do so gladly.
You want to ride him? Sure go for it.
Want him to do all the work? He will!
Do you know those slip chain collars? Which you have to put in each other and if you pull on one side the collar tightness? YES!
He loves them. You have hearts on each side so you turn the chain once around your hand and PULL.
He’ll be whimpering and begging in no time.
You can be a lil mean to him, go ahead. Go bite.
HOW-EVER
This sweet lil yeosangie, oh boy he can be a brat too.
Telling you you’re too slow.
Saying that you’re not even trying and he could do better.
“You call that sucking? I can do much better then that,”
“You’re in charge? Yeah right,”
“You don’t even have it in you to fuck me,”
“Harder! Don’t be weak”
Lets be real he just wants you to rough him up.
And please- please-
Do it.
If he gets bratty like this, do the chain again, but tighter. Hold it with everything.
When he’s being mouthy, grab his throat and squeeze. He’ll loose his words for a few seconds as you force him to look up at you.
Be aware: he will get this snarky lil grin.
When he tries to be all that again, just shove your fingers in his mouth.
Careful; he might bite.
If he does tho- it means be mean.
You’ve known him for a while, sometimes Yeosang wants you to rough him up so much to get the brattiness out of him.
So if he does bite your fingers, slap him across the cheek
He’ll hiss, hand flying to his cheek immediately- but his entire body will feel hot.
Then, grab his chin again, and tell him “if you think you’re so much better. Show me. Suck,” and shove your fingers back into his mouth.
He’ll moan, fingers wrapped around your wrist as he takes your fingers fully in his mouth.
Omg sit on his face and ride his face. He loves this so much. And tug his hair. A. Lot.
When he’s bratty, it’s the perfect time to peg him. He wouldn’t want it all the time, but it is the perfect time to put him in his place.
But even if your riding him or fucking him. He’ll get to a point of crying.
You broke him.
And he’s happy about it.
He’ll be crying and begging you to stop, but he doesn’t really want you to stop, does he?
You'd just walked in the door. You'd yet to take even two steps and your hand had already snaked its way around Yeosang's waist to hold him against you. He moaned and dropped his head against your shoulder, desperate (as always) to be touched and manhandled.
You watched in the mirror as his eyes fluttered shut while he kissed your jaw. His hand wrapped around your neck to hold himself closer and you smirked at him. He couldn't be any needier.
"Touch me," he pleaded, the two words raspy and thick with desire. He tried to grind against you, but you weren't fucking him tonight...not that he knew that.
"Hmm?" you teased him. "What was that?"
"Please touch me," he asked again, his voice even whinier.
"There's the good manners I was waiting on," you joked as you began to unbutton his linen pants and let them fall to the floor. Yeosang was wearing a princess pink thong which meant he was super horny tonight...and that you might have to cave and let him cum even though you'd planned to keep edging him for another few days.
"Did you dress up for me baby?" you kissed his cheek as he nodded with flushed cheeks. "Come on," you took a step away and held his hand in yours. "Do a spin and show me."
Yeosang flashed a smile at you and obeyed, turning with a little curtsy at the end for you before shyly crashing back into your chest with a cute giggle.
"You look so cute I might not even take it off," you teased, watching the way his face fell into a pitiful pout. "I'm just kidding Yeosang," you hugged him close and pressed your lips to his briefly, just enough to work him up. When you pulled away, he tried to keep you tethered to him with a grip on your collar but you just shook your head with a breathy laugh. "Be good, and go get ready for me baby."
He stood on his toes to kiss you again and hurriedly scurried upstairs. You couldn't help but watch his cute butt in his thong and bit your lip with a laugh. He was adorable.
You went into the kitchen and drank a glass of water and slowly ate some bread. You didn't have anything to do really, but making Yeosang wait was part of the fun. He was so obedient now, so eager to please. It had taken months of training to get him to this point, and now it was blissful.
After about 30 minutes, you decided he had waited long enough. When you went upstairs, you didn't go into the room right away. You wandered about, letting him know his time was almost coming. You went ahead and took off your shirt for him and tossed it into the washing machine before finally going into the room.
As expected, Yeosang was kneeling by the door. He didn't look up, knowing he had to wait for permission first. You tousled his hair and walked right by as you moved over to the bed. You got on and tossed your socks in his direction before finally snapping.
Within seconds Yeosang was standing on wobbly legs, likely asleep from sitting for so long, and crawling into bed.
"Hey baby, sorry I made you wait," you hummed as he lay beneath you. "I had a very important business call to handle."
"It's okay," he said honestly, used to being patient, as he ran his hands down your torso. When he reached the waist of your jeans, he inserted his fingers into the belt loops and pulled your waist towards his. "Please touch me now," he begged again.
You glanced down at his cock that was hard in his thong. He looked so pretty like this. "Are you already hard Yeosang? I can't tell," you began the teasing that he enjoyed so much.
"I'm hard," he nodded.
"Hmm, are you?" you slid your hand across his chest and abs as you moved towards his cock. Yeosang whimpered needily, desperate to feel your hand on his dick.
"I am," he assured you.
You shook your head and shrugged. "It's so difficult to tell with you, Yeosang. Your dick is just so small."
"I know," he pouted. "I'm sorry."
You finally wrapped your hand around his clothed cock and squeezed it just enough to let him feel you holding him. "Oh! You are hard!"
"More," he whined, his body writing beneath yours already.
"Manners, Yeosang," you scolded as you pulled your hand away.
"Please more!" he edited, and you kissed him for correcting so quickly.
"Now, let me see that little cock of yours baby," you muttered as you pulled off his thong and tossed it to the ground.
You glanced down at him, noticing how leaky he already was. His pink tip was swollen and ready to burst at the slightest touch. "Let me jerk you off baby," you offered.
Yeosang whimpered at the suggestion and you wrapped your hand around him, only to lose grip two seconds later from how small he was. "Can't even hold your dick properly in my hand Yeo...it keeps sliding out."
"Please! Mouth, please," he was borderline crying as he begged. Usually, you'd make him beg more, but it was clear he needed it.
"Of course, I'll use my mouth baby, it's too small to even penetrate my ass," you taunted with a kiss. "It's a good thing you're a bottom Yeo. You'd be a useless top."
He whimpered and you used your thumb and forefinger to raise his dick, so it could meet your mouth. Yeosang was already grinding against your lips, and you chuckled at him. He was obedient but lacked self-control. It was something you were working on.
You sank onto his cock, barely filling your mouth before he'd already bottomed out. You sucked and Yeosang moaned deeply as he took fistfuls of your hair in his hands, begging you to stay sunken on him.
You listened but also raised his legs to sit over your shoulders so his ass would be facing you more. You popped off of him for a second to spit on your finger and used the saliva as lube to circle his hole.
"Go in. Please," Yeosang ground against your finger, seeking more friction.
You listened and inserted your finger into his bum, loving how pretty his gasp was when you did so.
"There you go, baby. God, you're so pathetic aren't you?" you pulled off his cock to watch him squirm. Yeosang had his eyes pinched shut and could barely contain himself. His mouth was agape and making so many noises and expletives you couldn't even make them out.
You added another and his toes curled and his dick twitched. You eyed it knowingly and smirked at Yeosang. "Won't you cum for me, Yeo? I know you have a little dick, but give me at least a drop of cum."
"Yes!" he cried out in response. "Please, mouth again," he arched off the bed.
You listened and took him in your mouth again as your finger fucked his ass. Yeosang couldn't help it and you'd only just reached the base of his cock when he squirted into your mouth as he shook with loud gasps.
"Yes! Yes!" he cried out.
You kneaded his thighs as he came down and popped off with a mouth full of cum so he could watch you swallow.
His cheeks were red when he pulled you in to taste himself on your lips. He moaned and wrapped his legs around your waist. If you were naked your dick would be against his hole...but you weren't, so it wasn't.
"Don't you want to fuck me?" he asked with a cute smile as he rolled over and taunted you with his ass.
"Yes," you smacked it, before forcing him onto his back again. "But not tonight."
"Oh..." he frowned. "Are you mad at me?"
You pulled him close and shook your head, "No, I'm not mad at you."
In reality, you wanted Yeosang to wait. The longer you made him wait, the better the sex was. It had already been 3 days which was why he pulled out the thong and made you break his no-cumming rule tonight. But that didn't mean you would crack completely and fuck him.
"We haven't had sex in days," he complained, knowing nothing about this game you were playing with him.
"You need more self-control, Yeosang," you scolded him. "And you're being selfish. Didn't you just cum?"
"Y-yes," he replied, his lip quivering.
"Then don't complain and go to sleep," you ordered him.
Yeosang looked like he wanted to argue, but he finally laid down against your chest with a kiss. "I'm sorry. I want to be better for you," he murmured. "I love you."
"I love you too, Yeosang," you hummed as you gently stroked his back, feeling a little guilty for taking such a mean tone with him.
"(Y/n)?" Yeosang whispered as if he was scared to ask whatever it was that was bothering him.
"Yes?" you asked.
"Do you really think my cock is little?" he asked worriedly.
You let out a breathy laugh and kissed his forehead. "I think your cock is the perfect size Yeosang."
You could see the twinkle in his eyes at your answer, and he finally rested his head, falling asleep almost immediately.
Romantic greed (the best kind). | sub!Yeosang smut
Word count: 1 191
Warnings: pegging, sub!yeosang x condescending!dom!reader (they're both into it, it's okay), the slightest bit of what could be considered a corruption kink (nothing creepy, though, obv), begging, slightly fluffy during some parts.
A/N: So, uh... this fic was not planned at all, lol. I'm currently working on a few longer fics which aren't anywhere near finished, but today I had the displeasure of listening to two insanely racist, homophobic and just generally ignorant people talking loudly on the train for two hours straight, and somehow my annoyance turned into this. Don't ask me how, the frustration just made me want to fuck a man, okay,?? Yeah, that's pretty much it. Hope you enjoy!!
A/N 2: Btw, this is part of a small event I did on both this blog and my other, more sfw one, @seohwang! Go check it out if you're interested in some Jongho fluff ♥
The bed rocked back and forth with your powerful thrusts, the bed frame grazing against the wall every now and then. Accompanying the squeaking of the cheap wood were Yeosang's breathy moans, sounding like absolute heaven to your ears. He was clutching the pillow in front of him as tightly as he could, occasionally burying his face into it to muffle any wanton whimpers. His back was arched just the way you liked it, showcasing his beautiful broad back with muscle rippling all over. You would have taken a picture if you could, the scene was so pretty. Oh well. For now, all you could do was burn the image in front of you into your memory and grip his hips even tighter.
Yeosang keened as you leaned over his back to whisper into his ear, the change in angle hitting all the right spots in him.
"Roll over for me, handsome."
He bit his lip at your words, feeling the blush already tinting his cheeks get even deeper. He'd never admit it, but he loved it when you treated him like eye candy. Just a little boy toy for you to indulge in. Not that you needed him to admit anything, his reactions to the pet names you'd throw his way were more than enough.
Feeling you pull out of him, Yeosang shuddered, forcing his limbs to cooperate. With weak arms and legs, he flipped over, instinctively spreading his legs for you to slot your body between them. And when you did so, he couldn't help but let out a calm, content sigh. The sight of you like this, leaned over his sluggish yet excited body with your equally as tired but aroused one, buzzing with love and eagerness to make the both of you feel as good as possible, was nothing short of breath-taking. He didn't care about what society deemed the right, conventional way of lovemaking. Because in this moment, and even afterwards as he'd likely be recalling this over and over in his head, everything just felt so right. He was yours and you were his, inside and out.
His hazy thoughts of adoration were halted, however, as he felt something prod at him again. His excitement quickly turned to confusion, though, as he realized it wasn't your strap this time. Though initially similar in shape, he noticed it was much thinner yet warmer. Looking down, he caught a glimpse of your two fingers just as they began slipping inside of him.
Yeosang let out a teary, malcontent whine, feeling the slowly building orgasm in him stagnate. "Wait, no! I want- I need your cock in me, please!" he begged, grinding down on your hand to chase after the dwindling pleasure. "I was getting so close, please please please, I need more than this!"
Your core ached hearing him beg, and his thrusts against your palm certainly weren't helping. Despite his hole already being prepped and fucked loose, you could still feel every clench of him around your fingers, only adding to your unending arousal. Leaning over him even more, you looked down at him in faux remorse, contrasting the way your hand started pushing even harder into him. "But I want to feel you some more, hun," you explained with a fake, patronizing pout, "the strap is fun and all, but I can't feel you squeezing me with it nearly as much as I can like this. I need to know I'm making my boy feel good, right?"
Yeosang whimpered at your explanation, knowing you weren't going to budge until he'd give in to your game. With one hand clutching the pillow under his head again, he brought the other down to his twitching, neglected cock. He tentatively wrapped his fingers around it, looking up to gauge your reaction. When you didn't say anything, he slowly began stroking himself, huffing a strained breath from finally getting at least a fraction of the pleasure he so craved.
But even then, his hand and your fingers curling inside of him just weren't enough.
"Y/N, please," he began again, suppressing all shame churning his stomach as he conceded at last. "Please, I really- fuck! I need it! Please fuck me again, I promise you can use your fingers on me later but I-" a suppressed cry slipped past his lips and his hips bucked up as you hit his prostate dead-on, "I really need to cum right now."
The moment he saw your smirk, he knew he was done for.
"Aww, you need to cum?" You asked condescendingly, to which he nodded abashedly. "And my fingers just aren't doing it anymore, are they? You need something more, huh," you adjusted your hand, fingers reaching just a little deeper now, "something bigger," scissoring the two digits, you felt Yeosang shiver again, "my cock."
Closing his eyes and clenching his jaw, he nodded vehemently, already getting excited again just at the thought of it. You chuckled at his response, unable to hide your genuine, giddy smile. Luckily, Yeosang couldn't see your facade breaking, too busy willing the blazing hot blush off his face and chest.
"I've really spoiled you, haven't I?" You asked rhetorically, curling your fingers inside of him a few more times before finally sliding out. "You used to get all sensitive and shy whenever you'd ask me to finger you, and look at you now."
Yeosang let out a small sniffle at your words, which quickly turned to a gasp as he finally felt the blunt tip of your strap press up against his clenching hole again.
"Now you're begging me to fuck you with my bigger strap because not even the other one can satisfy you anymore."
Yeosang whimpered as you finally slid back home, hands flying up and around your neck to hold on for dear life as you quickly returned to your original, rough pace.
Noticing he was too distracted by you inside of him to keep stroking himself, you decided to help him out with your free hand, the other holding tightly onto his hip.
Yeosang cried out weakly at the added stimulation, brain starting to fog over from the onslaught of pleasure. His nails dug into your back as you jostled him up on the bed with your thrusts, leaving pretty marks he knew you both would be marveling at in the mirror later.
"...but guess what, Sangie," you suddenly spoke up again, bringing your boyfriend out of his thoughts just as his mind was starting to get a little too hazy.
Taking a few shallow breaths, he dared his voice to answer, "w-what?"
Yeosang squealed the moment you fully leaned over him, resting your chest against his as you drove your strap right into his g-spot. His eyes squeezed shut at the electrifying feeling and he buried his face into your neck to breathe you in while his legs wrapped around your torso. His hands were still clutching onto you tightly, the tremble in them worsening the closer he got to his long-awaited orgasm of the night.
"I wouldn't have it any other way."
Thank you so much for reading! And remember, feedback is always appreciated!! <3
what’s the dynamic between yunho and yeosang like? :)
A/N: This is a poly-ATEEZ kink ask blog! Feel free to ask any of the eight members a question! :)
> Reblogs are very appreciated!
Yunho: Well… What do you think, baby? I’m curious about how you’d describe it.
Yeosang: Hmmmm. Very good. I enjoy it a lot.
Yunho: A bit more descriptive, pretty please?
Yeosang: …Soft. Bright. [To anon] Yunho is very caring and sweet to me. I’ve seen how strict and mean he can be to some of the others, so I know he’s choosing to be different with me, and it feels good. Like I’m special. He always makes me feel cherished and pretty and like I’m good.
Yunho: You should feel those ways, because you are.
Yunho: Good! [He laughs brightly.] And you, Sangie, are wonderful to scene with. As much as I love the brats, I also love to have an obedient, pliant and sweet boy to care for. Less wrangling, more time for pleasure, [he grins.]
Yeosang: [Winces, but is still smiling] Embarrassing, hyung!
Yunho: Nooo don’t say that, it’s lovely! I love both types of play, but you and Mingi are the ones I go to when I want to have a scene that’s more… Calm. I don’t want to say relaxed, it doesn’t feel relaxed. I’m still attentive and active. It’s just… Yeah, as you said. Softer. Scening with you makes me feel big and competent and reliable. Like I’m kind and good and generous. There’s still catharsis in it, but in a different flavour than with the brattier subs.
Yeosang: It’s very cathartic for me, too. Even if it’s soft. I think it just… Takes less, to make me feel satisfied. And free.
Yunho: I don’t really think of it as less, just… A different type of thing. More praise oriented.
Yeosang: I do really like praise. And Yunho is so generous with it.
Yunho: Mhmm… With you. With some of the others, not so much, [he laughs.]
Yeosang: I know. Poor Wooyoungie. He always just gets scolded and smacked around.
Yunho: Yeah, because he acts out and earns himself punishments. You are an actual angel from heaven.
(jongho undressing yeosang so he can kiss, bite and give hickeys to his chest & so they can make love while yeosang whimpers like a good puppy he is🫶🏼)
warnings - sub!yeosang, switch!reader, unprotected sex, nsfw link (twt), sangie is pussy drunk, he’s also a whiny baby, praise, mentions of masturbation
i feel like this wasn’t as good as my others, but i’ve been having you guys wait for too long!
imagine this was yeosang?
He’s been waiting for you to come home since the moment you walked through the front door. It would be an over exaggeration to say you guys hadn’t had sex in weeks; it has only been a few days. Reason being: you’ve been occupied with work and he’s been too shy to ask.
So this morning when you left, the feeling hit him like a train trying to go through a too-small tunnel. He could barely make his way back to the bedroom.
He took it upon himself to deal with his urges even though it was difficult. You two didn’t own any sex toys so all he had was a hand and his pillow. For a good hour, he was in your shared bedroom thrusting into his hand. By the end he was sensitive and could barely move from the sheets. It was also then that you came home.
You allowed him to do whatever he pleased with your body, even if it meant using you like a fleshlight. As soon as you dropped your bags you two got rid of the majority of your clothes and went on the bed.
“Yeo…” you moaned with every thrust. “g-good boy, fuck…”
Yeosang could barely keep his eyes open, hunched over your body and pounding into you. He was using your body as if it were putty but still tried to be gentle with you. He didn’t want to break you. The only thing he thought about all day was being inside of you feeling your walls clench around his cock. He wanted to see your face contort into pleasure while he whines your name in your ear.
“Love you, I love you, s’good…” Yeosang moaned in your ear as he slowed his hips down, readjusting himself and shoving his face in your neck then continuing to thrust.
“S-Sangie!” tired moans ripped from your throat, legs flailing in the air as he pounded you into oblivion.
“Gonna fill you up,” he mumbled quietly. “w-wanna make you full..”
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