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content warnings! Sub idol, pegging, fingering (male receiving), hand jobs, oral sex, oral fixation
authors note: Some of my headcannons for subby chan. I've tried to make it as gender neutral as possible. Beware i included the words "strap/cock" !! As always, Thank you so much for reading! đ
-outside of sex chan is very dedicated to his role as leader but when it's just the two of you he let's you take complete control.
-channie is incredibly vocal during sex, whether or not he's tougne deep in your pussy or fucking you, he's LOUD. He tries to silence his cries,whines and moans but he's just so lost in pleasure to help it.
-sub!chan loves getting fucked, but he's so shy about it. He won't out right say it all the time, sometimes you'll come home and find him three fingers deep in his hole.
-fucking channie is always such a exhilarating experience. He takes it so well, never complaining about the stretch. He always fucks back to meet your thrust, pushing you deeper inside. Although he loves to be fucked in any position, his favorite is to be pressed by you. The feeling of your cock/strap deep inside always makes him come quickly.
-sub!chan enjoys sex that's soft and vulnerable but on those incredibly hard work days, he needs it hard and fast. Chan let's you take complete control, fucking him so hard he has bruises the next morning. Although you may be worried about them, he's excited to have a reminder of your time together.
-it's always fun to suck hickeys onto Chan's pretty skin. He whines into your ear as you suck the dark marks into his neck. Sometimes you bite marks into his pretty pale thighs.
-sub!channie is such a messy boy. His face is always drenched in your juices or his spit when he eats you out. His cock absolutely leaks like a faucet when he's turned on. The first time you fingered him, he begged for you to make him messy.
-Channies biggest mess is when he comes. Sometimes he's embarrassed about it but you reassure him that you love it. If you fuck him hard enough, his little cock starts to squirt. He cries about it but you help him (by continuing to pump his cock)through it.
-sub!chan loves having something in his mouth. Whether it's your fingers or his, channie is satisfied with just anything. His favorite thing to have in his mouth is you. Chan doesn't care if his jaw becomes sore and his tongue aches, he's going to keep his mouth on your sex. You let him after he shyly admitted how much it relaxes him before sex.
-the build up to sex is always fun. Chans usually very shy about it but you know that look. The little touches and quick kisses. You typically tease him about it, acting completely oblivious to what he wants. He'll whine and whine until you finally give in!
Thinking about sub Felix begging you to finger his needy hole and being all shy about asking you to do that, unsure if youâd be willing to, his pretty eyes all teary biting his lipâŚheâs so horny that he begs you to fill him up with your fingers so he can cum. đ¤
cw. sub!felix, anal play wc. 255 minors dni.
you kiss away the tears on felix's cheeks while you let go of his aching cock. slowly, your hand trails lower until you're cupping his balls. the tips of your fingers ghost over his perineum and he shivers as more tears fill his eyes.
"tell me what you want," you murmur against his skin.
"need your fingers i-inside of me, please," he whispers back. the flush taking over his freckled cheeks is adorable. his eyes dart around the room, avoiding yours.
you chuckle at the soft whimper he lets out when you bring your fingers up to his mouth. he sucks on them to wet them, moaning when your slicked digits circle his rim.
"want me here?" you can't help but tease him a little. he looks so cute squirming underneath you. "you should've asked me sooner, baby."
"y-yeahâ" felix's eyes roll back when you sink a finger into his tight hole, the stretch more satisfying than anything he's ever felt before. it doesn't take long for you to find the spot that makes his toes curl. you've never heard him make such pretty sounds; high-pitched whines mixing with low groans as you finger him open until his lips part in a silent gasp and he cums all over his own stomach, pearly white ropes painting his skin.
it takes both of you by surprise. felix cumming untouched might be the hottest thing you've ever seen and your eyes darken as you watch him come down from his high.
"we have to do that again sometime."
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waitâŚwait⌠fingering felix or vice cerda while gaming mmm đ obv online or with friends or smth đł just having to play it off while cumming wowieđŤ
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and Happy New Year my friend<3
happy ny to you đ anon! this is such a great thought⌠what about having him cockwarm your strap after đ¤
cw. sub!felix, pegging, cockwarming wc. 750 minors dni.
âstay still, baby. youâll get yourself killed if you keep messing up.âÂ
felix curses into his headset when one of his enemies almost takes him out. itâs a close call; heâs getting sloppier and sloppier, nearly getting sniped by another player.Â
youâre right. he needs to focus or heâll lose.Â
pull yourself together, lix.Â
he shifts in your lap and whimpers when his next shot misses its target by a landslide.Â
âlix! what are you doing?! put your head in the game mate!âÂ
chanâs voice rings through the headphones. one earpiece covers felixâs ear and the other is pushed back so he can hear both you and his teammates. he mumbles a shaky apology in the mic and you notice how his voice sounds oddly high-pitched. which means his friends must hear it too. perfect.Â
âconcentrate.â you press a kiss on his nape. his fuzzy hoodie tickles your nose. âyou donât want them to find out whatâs really going on, do you?âÂ
felix shakes his head. heâd been the one whoâd insisted on this: begged for more than the gentle pressure of your fingers inside his tight hole. and youâd obliged. with only one drawback: he has to finish this round first.Â
and win.Â
for the past twenty minutes felix has been sitting in your lap with your strap snugly fitted between his walls. every movement, not matter how small, has the curved head pressing against his sensitive prostate.
itâs torture. felix wants nothing more than to lift his hips and fuck himself on the silicon dildo but all he can do is sit as still as possible and keep his eyes fixed on the screen. he canât afford any missteps now. not when heâs risking losing more than just this stupid game.Â
watching your boyfriend struggle to keep himself from mindlessly grinding down onto your lap fills you with amusement. he looks so pretty like this: all flushed and agitated like he might lose his composure soon. his bottom lip is stuck between his teeth to stop himself from revealing his plight to his friends. every muscle in his body screams out in desperation; from his tense shoulders to his leaking cock twitching in your hand. thereâs so much precum it dribbles down your fingers. at this point he may be wetter than you are and youâre surprised heâs been able to stay this still. just like him you hope the round doesnât last much longer. you canât wait to see the outcome.Â
âi think you want them to hear you,â you whisper for his ears only. âwant your friends to know you canât wait to get fucked. what if i tell them iâm going to bend you over this desk if you win, hm? fuck your needy hole until youâre begging me to stop because it feels too good?â
felix canât prevent the sudden moan leaving his lips. fuck, you know him too well. his ears burn at the idea of chan and jisung listening to him getting ruined and reduced to a sniffling mess.Â
he canât help but wonder how his friends would react. would they cut off the audio and never bring it up again, too flustered about having overheard something so salacious? or would they enjoy it⌠their pants tightening as they picture themselves in felixâs position. or (and the next thought is almost enough to make him blow on the spot), in yours.Â
chanâs fat cock drilling into him while jisung holds felix down until he can feel his best friendâs cum drip down his assâ
shit. he has to stop and fucking focus for once.
felix knows youâre loving every minute of this. itâs evident in the way you chuckle when he fidgets in your lap. youâre thriving off his distress and it only makes his cock ache more. you keep whispering filthy words into his ear, seemingly unconcerned about anyone else who could be hearing them.Â
would you want them to overhear? fuck, he canât go there, not nowâ
felix has no idea how he makes it through the next ten minutes, but as soon as the victory screen pops up he disconnects from the voice channel with only a short, clipped âbye!â to his teammates. his hands are shaking as he tries to catch his breath. he won.Â
âcongratulations, pup,â your voice is sweet like honey and his heart beats impossibly faster when you take off his headphones and grab hold of his stuttering hips. âyou deserve your reward.â
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changbin's folded completely in half, his legs pushed so far back his knees press into the mattress on either side of his head. he's flexible from years of dance practices but you're sure he'll feel the burn tomorrow.
"you can take it," you grunt, driving your strap deeper with a wet squelch. it sinks in without resistance, his rim puffy and loose from his previous orgasms. "that's it, pretty boy."
his answer is a broken whine, high-pitched and desperate. his cock twitches against his stomach and leaks pathetically. precum pools in the dips and folds of his tummy, cock jumping every time your strap hits that spot that makes him see stars.
"f-hnng, hh â"
"what's wrong, bunny?"
drool slips down changbin's chin, his eyes hazy and unfocused. seeing him like this, unable to form a coherent thought, makes your core clench. you grip his pecs and squeeze, kneading the soft muscle. he keens as his oversensitive nipples brush against your palms.
"such a pretty thing," you coo, leaning down to mouth at his chest. "you'd look so gorgeous all swollen... round and full with my cum."
changbin sobs. his cock twitches, another bead of precum oozing from the tip. he's already so empty but the thought of you breeding him â filling him up until it takes â has him clenching around your strap.
"want it," he slurs, "please, wan' â ahh - wanna be yours, breed me, please â"
you push his legs down even further and pick up your pace. wet, filthy sounds bounce off the walls. "yeah? is that what you really want? want me to knock you up? keep you stuffed until you're dripping?"
he nods frantically, tears streaming down his flushed cheeks. his cock pulses, on the edge of cumming dry, and you know it must hurt. he bites his lip to stop himself from making a sound, but you shake your head.
"let me hear how badly you need it, pretty boy."
there's no stopping him now. changbin wails, and you squeeze his pecs one more time as his orgasm crashes over him, nothing but a weak twitch and a pathetic dribble of cum. he's never looked more wrecked â skin flushed and sweaty, his damp hair sticking to his forehead and his eyes rolling into the back of his head. shameless sounds spill from his lips as you fuck him through it, hole clenching so hard around your strap you're sure you can feel it, already begging for more.
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summary ; Yang Jeongin has to go back to braces again. He can't help but feel insecure again, thinking that you might look at him and think he looks just like he thinks, childish. So, when he tries to distance himself, you can't help but force himself to remember how hot you think he is, braces or not.
word count ; 2.01k+ words
ss count ; 5 pictures
tags ; braces!jeongin, established relationship, fluff, small angst (barely any), hurt/comfort i suppose, face kisses, making out, hickeys, slightly suggestive, implied sex, skz is lowkey scared of i.n's girlfriend, no use of y/n or (name)
mieu's note ; braces jeongin u will always be in my heart ugh, god i just drank two bottles of soju and gin each, blacked out and wrote this. hope it still makes sense. enjoy ~ !
Ever since his company had forced him to go back to being with braces since his teeth shifted again ('Curse you, JYP' he still says in his head whenever he remembers), Jeongin had noticeably distanced himself from you, his adorable girlfriend.
Don't get him wrong, it's not because of youâ never because of you. It wasn't because you did anything, but it was due to the fact that he felt insecure.
His 25 year old self going back to having metal geared onto his teeth made him really feel like he was the 17 year old maknae again, the one who freshly debuted, barely graduatedâhow he even qualified to graduate, he isn't sure himselfâand knew how to whistle scream.
He felt like a kid again. Young. it was kinda funny, he was still in his early 20's for fuck's sake. . . but his sharp jaw and fox-like gaze had finally grown and matured, making him feel more like an adult.
But now? With the tacky colored metal squares glued onto his teeth? Yeah, he thinks he just looks downright silly. Childish, even.
And he thinks you think that too. That he looks younger than he should be to be in a relationship with you.
So, he distances himself.
You were perfectly fine with not seeing your boyfriend everyday.
With his chosen career, being a prolific idol while still having an off-day where you both have all the time in the world felt like an occurence that happens once every blue moon, so you were pretty used to just short updates with him.
Quick calls on the phone about each other's day before Jeongin is needed for practice, or messages randomly sent by him, photos of him, or just a simple 'i miss u :('
But this time? this was different. you could feel it.
Feel it in the way that the already seldom messages he'd sent were even more rare, and even more clipped. No more photos of his face. Just plain 'ily too <3'. Sweet, yeah. but still, suspicious.
The calls you both would share just as long as before. But you know your boyfriend, you know all his tics and habits, and his cheery voice was subtly shielding some sort of sulkiness to it.
You'd tried asking him about it, vaguely pushing and prodding through calm questions.
"Jagiya, did something happen today?" you asked during one of his calls, a short phone call during his practice breaks.
"Iâ well, no. Not really, baby." he bumbled over his words, a small bout of hesitation in between his sentences.
"You sure, you sound a little. . . different, I guess."
"Oh, thatâsâ ahem, that's nothing. I'm just a little congested today, so. . . yeah."
"Mhm?" you hum, noncommital.
"Yep."
You were normally extremely patient with him, whenever a small argument happens or a tiny problem occurs you just explain your way in a calm tone.
But after watching the recent fancams of him during his group's performance of their latest album, you couldn't help but push yourself to do something after seeing it. Because when the dance was over and he could stop smiling?
His grinning face slowly dropped, his gaze to the floor. Reserved. Muted. Like his mind was hung up on something he didnât know how to shut out.
So, you do something Jeongin had never expected youâhis sweet and egregiously patient girlfriendâto do.
âIâ hey. . .?â Chanâs voice is a mix of confusion and familiarity as he opened the dormâs entrance, seeing his maknaeâs girlfriend.
âInnie didnât say you were coming for dinner,â his brows a little furrowed, but he let you in, the door closing shut.
Without wasting any time, you turn to him, ordering, âListen, I really donât want you guys to get caught in the crossfire right now, so I think you guys should go to any of the other dorms.â
Your face showed nothing but sincerity, but Chan could tell that your thinly veiled politeness was on the breaking point.
He didnât know what Jeongin did to make you irritated like that; youâre normally quite reserved when it came to him, their precious fox-like member. So, without nothing but a no, he walks in to the living room faster than you do.
You hear the other membersâ voice, Hyunjin calling out, âHey! Câmon hyung, the dinnerâs getting cold.â
âYeah, letâs eat hyung, I donât wanna eat cold chickennn. . .â someone whines. You could tell it was Han. Youâd chuckle if you werenât so hellbent on your mission.
âGuys, we need to go.â Chanâs voice is a little hurried, panicked even.
A cacophony of âwhatâ and âwhyâ had filled the room, until you walk into view, your arms crossed and observing each and every member until you find the one you're looking for.
âOh,â Minho calls your name in slight surprise, âyouâre here!â
You donât respond, finally locking eyes with the man you were looking for, his gaze wide-eyed, unaware of what was to come.
âYang Jeong-In.â
The easygoing vibe that had permeated throughout the dorm had been cut short. Your short, no-bullshit call of his name had made everyone's actions pause, wide-eyed.
Most of them were unsure of what to do, action's paused, but the latter?
"Y'know what I think we should just eat in me and Jisung's dormâ"
"Yeah, that's a great plan, hyungâ"
"I'll get the plates, that seems like a splendid ideaâ"
They were scattered, utensils clattering as they tried their best to scurry off with most of the food, leaving their dear maknae in the dust, giving only a mere pat on the back and a 'good luck' before they nod to you, closing the dorm's door.
He was scared stiff, to say the least.
Jeongin was sat up straight, his eyes following you as you walk up to him, arms crossed as he tried his best to act cool.
"H-hey, baby. . ." his words were let out with a slight tremble, his hands hesitantly placed on your waist, unsure if it was the right thing to sweet-talk with you.
It was not.
"Why are you avoiding me?" you prodded, unphased by his sugar-talking.
"What?" his brows furrowed, "I'mâ i'm not doing anything,"
"Stop lying to me, Jeongin." your neutral voice, plus with your compliance with using his government name instead of what you usually call him had his head sulking down, pulling you into him.
He sighed deeply, his breath shaky.
As much as you wanted to act more stonehearted, your hard exterior can't help but crumble when he pulled you closer. Kneeling down to be eye-level with him, your voice went soft.
"Innie," you coo, your hands coming to cup his face, directing it to meet yours. His eyes refused to meet eye-contact with you, his demeanor almost. . . embarrassed?
"I can't keep being in a relationship with you if you can't communicate with me properly what I did wrong. . ." you explain, his aura shifting into desperation, meeting your gaze with shock and plea.
"No!" he weakly calls, his hands coming to cup yours as you kept holding his face. His panic had rose when you mentioned that you didn't want to be in a relationship with him.
"Please don't leave. Jagiya. . ." he whined, his face leaning into one of your palms, eyes shut as he basked in the warmth of your hand.
"Then tell me what I did, dummy."
"It's. . . It's not you, per se, but. . . it's me." he mumbled into your hand, loud enough for you to hear it.
You look at him deadpan, eyebrow raised that told him 'are you being fucking for real right now?'
"Are you really pulling that shit with me right now, Yang Jeongin?"
"I swear! I- I swear it's true. . ." He gripped your hands a bit tighter, "It's just. . . I don't like me."
"You don't like. . . you?"
"The braces. I don't like the braces. It. . . God, it makes me look so. . . so weird. Like, I'm 25 for fuck's sake," he explained, exasperated as he looked up and tried to find the right words.
Your body went a little slack as he continued, your heart going soft.
"I thought you'd find me, weird. I mean, the other's do! They've been babying me even more ever since I got them back on," he scoffed, "And. . . and I didn't want you to think that I was this- this kid, I just," he sighed, pulling you close to lean his head on your chest.
"I didn't want you to see me like this. I thought you'd leave."
You could hear his small sniffles. Your smile grew as you finally understood the situation.
Your hands were free from his limp grasp, raising them to scratch his back, and play with the nape of his hair, running your fingers through the locks as you let him breathe you in.
"Y'know, for someone who's not in Paboracha, you seem like you'd be a perfect member, jagiya."
"Hey!" he lifted his head in annoyance, meeting your eyes.
"What? It's true." you chuckled. You cup his face, thumb brushing his lips down slightly to show to yourself the shiny metal geared into his mouth. "Do you really think I'd leave you for this?"
He didn't reply, ashamed that he thought so.
You leaned into his face, kissing slowly around his lips, then his eyes, then his cheeks. Not rushed, but firm enough to leave a warmth in its wake.
You pulled away to see your boyfriend's irritated face, pouting his lips to show you where he wanted to be kissed the most.
So, you did.
Soft, tentative pecks had been placed on his lips by yours, before you deepened the last one, hard enough for him to grab onto your waist to steady himself.
"Yang Jeong-In. Whether you like it or not, you're stuck with me, no matter what you do to your stupid face." you kiss him one more time.
"But I thought you liked kissing my stupid face." he retorts.
"Oh, I'd like to do more than just kiss it, baby. . ."
The kisses shared between you and him had turned more sensual as they continued, your legs caging his as you straddle him, his hands wandering your body as yours ruffled through his hair.
"Mmm," he hummed into the kiss when you had adjusted yourself on his lap.
You'd merely changed your seating position, yet he jolted a little from the friction.
His hands grip had settled on your waist, gripping a little firmer as he pulled away.
"Jagiya, it feels. . . weird," he vaguely states.
"What feels weird, baby?" you ask innocently, quickly understanding what he meant, but you'd rather he spit it out.
You grind down on his lap again, finding the seam of his sweatpants growing under you.
He let out a slight hiss from the friction again, before letting out a shaky, "That. It makes me want to. . ."
You didn't need him to finish his words, merely burying yourself in the crook of his porcelain neck, starting to suck and bite.
"Hah! Iâ jagiya, wait a sec. . ." with every suck and nibble that you leave on his neck, a desperate whimper dies in his throat.
What makes it even worse is that kept grinding on him, the tent in his pants noticeably larger.
"Innie-ah, do you maybe wanna. . ." you whisper in his ear, saccharine and full of need.
"Iâ Now? We're on the couch!" he pulls you away from his neck, making you face his flushed face.
"No?" you sulk, your expression pouty as you wrapped your arms our his shoulders.
"Jagi, someone could come in," he reasoned, but your whiny demeanor didn't fall.
You knew he would fold.
He sighed deeply. You smiled, already knowing his answer.
"I. . . just once, if we do it quickly."
Safe to say that what happened after was not just once, and it definitely was not done quickly.
BONUS ENDING ;
so. . . yeah im surprised i was even aware enough while i was drinking to write this lol, anyway braces jeongin pls come back the kids miss uâ
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thinking about idol!jeongin falling in love at first sight meeting fan!reader. . .
first time he saw you wasn't when it was your turn to sit in front of him. the airtime before the fan sign had started, everyone was already seated, the staff just double checking if everything was good to go.
jeongin's eyes wandered through the crowd in front of the him, not looking for anyone in particular, merely just looking at their groups' fans to have something to do.
he was simply just browsing through the blur of faces, a few signs here and there, until he saw you.
jeongin didn't know what was different. only that he could feel some kind of aura around you that the other fans couldn't see or sense near you, a luminous ambience that only he could see.
you weren't looking at him. you seemed busy in your own world, trying to breath in properly 'cause you were nervous. he smiled when you turned and saw him staring back at you.
your face loaded for a second, before smiling back, waving calmly. he waved back. your grin was a little bit wider when he did it.
the fan sign continued, none of the fans here not knowingânot even his hyungsâthat their maknae had a secret agenda now when he saw you, which was to get connected with you.
no matter how risky it was.
when you were finally sat on the table, he was itching to meet you.
he had been reviewing all the ways he could possibly flirt. that wouldn't be too obvious, right? it would just be him doing his duty as an idol to entertain their fans with fanservice.
except when it came to you, the fanservice was teetering a little bit to crossing over to real flirting.
"h-hi, jeongin." you bowed before sitting down.
"hi, there." his gaze followed your every move, smirking. "what's your name?"
you told him your name as you hand out your album to sign, jeongin making sure to graze your fingers a little, the sight of you visually short-circuiting when it happened forever ingrained in his memory for when he wants to smile.
"you have a really pretty face," he signed your album with practiced ease, opening the photobook to sign his photo in there as well, "pretty name too. you're lucky."
"i- hah. . .!" you chuckled awkwardly, flattered as you blinked and thanked him.
"what made you like our group, hm?" he asked, leaning in elbows on the table as he splayed his hands out for you. you stared at them a little confused, before you answer his question.
"i really liked your guys' music. it's pretty alternative to modern pop, soâ oh."
feeling a sense of boldness run through him (and slight impatience that you didn't get the hint), he took both your hands in his. jeongin hummed, like this was normal.
jeongin had a sneaking suspicion that his hyung, seungmin, next to him was quite taken aback at his sudden love for skin ship, but he didn't pay him no mind.
not for the remainder of the fan sign, at least.
you held eye contact with him, but only for short periods of time. his smile and sharp gaze making it almost impossible for you to focus when it just made your brain all mushy.
he hummed at your unfinished reply, before asking another question. "you must have a bias then, right?"
"ah, yeah i do!" you say happily, unaware that you were waving your intertwined hands from the positive question.
"is it me?" his fingers squeezed yours a little, anticipating a 'yes'.
"ah, no. . ." you say sheepishly, jeongin letting out a dramatic sigh.
"it's actually bangchan, haha," you say, "sorry, innie-ah."
"too bad. . ." he pouted.
"it's 'cause i have a thing for older guys, yknow?" you try joking, but then he answers you with something you didn't know how to reply to.
"so you wouldn't date a younger guy?"
jeongin's thumbs started to caress the sides of your hands, the action turning your head all fuzzy. if you were calm enough (which you weren't until the end of the fan sign), you would have noticed his sly smirk, obviously flirting with you now.
"iâ ha. . . i didn't say that," you smile, tilting your head down as he tries to catch you sight.
"would you not mind long distance relationships too?"
"uhm," you tilt your head up, meeting his gaze for a little while, more confused than shy, "n-not really, why?"
'you look really pretty flustered like this, y'know?', is jeongin really wants to say, but with seungmin (who you were talking to before him) starting to look really suspicious, he settles for:
"that's good, then we'd be perfect together."
the timer goes off, and with jeongin being the last member on the end of the table, you're forced to bow your goodbye and walk off, with jeongin's eyes following you until he's forced to interact with the fan in front of him, his smugness from the interaction still lingering.
you, who just exited the venue, had let out a sigh of relief? exhilaration? you aren't sure, but you know damn well your hearts beating really fast.
the hours pass after that, and once you make it home, you wind down and get ready for bed, the signed album and photobook still splayed out on your duvet.
you smile at the event, remembering all of the happenings with the other members, before recalling the last one. your fingers trace jeongin's signature.
looking at the photobook, you open it up and flip through it, looking at the messages that the members left you, you grin at each one, some telling you to eat while the others saying they'd love to see you again.
then, you see jeongins message for you, and your grin drops.
' you don't mind younger guys if it was me, right? call me soon, okay? ~ XXXX - XXX - XXX
â y.j â¤ď¸ '
it was messily written, giving you the impression that he did it quickly, so that no one could see in the photobook that fast. you scoffed in disbelief.
your heart jumped a few beats faster. there it was again. that feeling in your stomach. the odd pull.
you caress your thumb on the ink of the page, lost in thought.
the big question is; will you message, or will you ghost?
ugh skz not having mnl in their tour destinations is making my heart break đđĽanyways have some delusional jeongin imagine because i dont see enough about him being written ;D
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âplease noona let me cum! iâve been so good-â
âkeep fucking begging.â
youâve probably had jeongin like this for only 20 minutes. tied up, whining, whimpering in your bed. it was entertaining honestly.
âfor someone whoâs usually so dominant, youâre looking kinda weak baby.â you teased, running a finger down his chest.
a thin sheen of sweat covered his whole body & his hair stuck to his forehead. tears marks could be seen on the sides of his face, and he clenched his fists so hard.
jeonginâs cock was an angry shade of red and pulsated like his heart. youâve edged him about 10 times, and had no plans to stop; that is if he begged good enough.
âplease noona, i really need to cum! i need it sâbad please-â his begs were like music to your ears. âdo you really need to baby? or you lying to me..?â you teased, amusing yourself at how fast he denied your words.
âno please- i promise noona, iâd never lie to you! i-â
you cut him off by stroking his cock fastly, forcing him to cum. âcum jeongin.â hot spurts of cum trickled down your wrists and some landed on his stomach.
he kept cumming, murmured thank youâs and whimpering as you helped him ride out his orgasm. jeongin rutted up into your hand, like a pathetic dog.
Throat training with Minho, first pushing just you index into his soft mouth, pinching his tongue and twirling the soft muscle beween your fingers, patting the inside of his cheeks until his eyes are watering and his bunny teeth gently scratch your pads.
Next time he asks for your middle finger too because the pressure is too nice, and the way you treat his mouth like it was his pussy makes his brain all mushy and floaty. So you indulge him, you always do, and you make him lay on your lap, face up, sliding two fingers inside his plush lips, caressing the base of his tongue and trying to thrust them a little bit, stopping just when he is gagging because you don't want to hurt him.
Then, he is asking for three.
Then, "Uhm... mommy, can we try something bigger?"
And now you have him here, all splayed in your bed, squelching noises of saliva mixed with moans and gagging sounds while you thrust one of your smallest dildos into the heath of his pretty throat, and Minho taking it all, slurping and bubbling around it. His eyes closed and mouth obscenely open, while the plastic material goes in and out, in and out, then all in and stays there for a few seconds.
Minho blinks away a few tears and you pat the bulge on his neck, making him squirm below you.
"Pretty kitty. Next time you'll gag on my strap, okay? I'll stretch you until you can take it."
Hear me out! Bang chan with a size kink. This has been a thought in my mind for ever now lol
hi anon!! đ
oh god that is so yum! pretty channie def has a size kink!!
people always assume he is the dom of doms, big cock and powerful stamina (and that's true) but it's the useless biggest thing because he doesn't even use it ONCE.
the more you compliment his huge cock, the more he wants to be pounded with a bigger strap. every time you look at him and describe it, telling how red and veiny and delicious it looks, he just cries and begs you to fuck him with the biggest dildo you own.
i can also see him wanting minimum/zero prep because he loves the stretch so much. he throbs violently whenever you make him stay on top of you and fuck himself on your strap, making him count the inches as he takes it so well as the good boy he is.
"another one baby? ow, are you so hungry for it angel?"
and he sinks until he is sitting with his pretty butt on your hips, face all flushed with pleasure, asking for more âĄ
Pleeeease I need a subxchan!! Your writing is soo good âđ Perfect baby destroyed me đŞđŞ -xoxo
oh god, it took me the longest time to elaborate on this đ but subby chan is so precious to me i swear!!
=ÍÍÍ⥠bang chan Ă fem!reader
=ÍÍÍ⥠first time sub (hard thought)
Chan has always been so sure about his sexual preferences, never doubting for a second of his natural soft daddy instincts. He never considered subbing because he thought that that meant being forced to obedience, and being overly mean to someone is not something he wants to experience in the bedroom.
But once he catches a cold, and you are so motherly and sweet to him that he cannot understand anymore where his limits stand. The way you take care of him, cuddle and feed him, making sure he is all warm and safe unlocks something inside him.
A few days later, when he asks you to try something new, you think he is talking about some new soft kinks of him, and you are ready to please him at your best. But, surprisingly, he looks in your eyes all shy and quiet.
"Can you take control? Just once? I want to know how it feels like..."
And of course you want. He look so pliant and pretty, all flushed with his reddened cheeks and watery eyes.
"Sure, baby. You wanna be my good boy, mh?"
He nods timdly and you waste no time. In less than two minutes he is laying on your king size bed, completely naked while you are still fully dressed on top of him.
You take your sweet time jerking him off and sucking him into your mouth, your fingers keeping him still and steady. Chan had started squirming the second you put your mouth on him, limbs all trembling and sweat collecting on his temples.
"Please, give me more, please."
You smile and you suck one of his ball in your mouth, cooing at his broken whine. You grab his swollen cock and slowly start to pump it, stopping around the head and massaging the foreskin around it.
"Of course baby. You asked prettily. Good boys deserve to be spoiled."
When he cums, he throbs violently and cries a little, overwhelmed by the new loving feeling of being completely taken care of.
as the self-proclaimed sub!skz ambassador, i felt the need to share my version to the internet just because this was boiling inside of my brain for too long, so... i am sorry âĄ
content warning: sub!skz, dom!fem reader, unprotected sex, mention of subspace, dacryphilia, perv tendencies, overstimulation, light BDSM, boob sucking, mommy kink, noona kink, anal play (m receiving), cross dressing, feet play, lactation kink, food play, dumbification, pet play, choking, breeding kink, cum play, virgin, reversed corruption kink, sex toys, masturbation, oral sex (both receiving)
HYUNG LINE MAKNAE LINE
â Han
- whinyâ˘ď¸. the word whiny was created for hannie himself. he becomes a sobbing mess after just one second of you touching him, even if it's not sexual;
- dacryphilia will soon become one of your biggest kinks, even if you didn't explore it before meeting him. he cries, pants, sobs and hiccups at every slight friction and will plead to not to stop, ever;
- tears are not the only thing making your boy messy. because he also drools. a lot. he does it when he is on top of you, face hidden in the crook of your neck, and when it's you topping him, cheek pressed into the soaked pillow under his head;
- with hannie you are gonna have multiple rounds almost everytime. he doesn't last too much, poor angel, because he is always overwhelmed with how warm and tight and wet you feel and he just cannot hold himself. he recovers very fast though, and he will happily suck you into his mouth in those few minutes of waiting;
- be prepared, because he is horny 24/7, and gets pussydrunk very quickly. he is up to anything you can give him? handjob before going to work? quickie in the restroom? filthy audios to keep him satiated? he wants it all;
- he has slight perv tendencies. it's consensual of course, and you told him multiple times that you are perfectly fine with everything he does, but he likes to pretend you don't know. the rush of adrenaline he gets by stealing your panties to bring them to work and taking dirty photos of you when you are not looking makes him feel dirty, and he likes it;
- since he cums really quickly and he is very horny all the times, i can see him being into overstimulation. he will beg you to keep circling the palm of your hand on his cockhead until he almost squirms away, and then he will cum for a second time in a few seconds;
- he has a filthy mouth, and he won't shut up under any circumstance. your neighbors probably hate you;
- he likes to be as submissive and yours as possible. he loves being your little toy to play with, and he will often ask you to finger his mouth as if it was his pussy, and to tie him so he cannot move to much and be completely under your control;
- he prefers when you ride him. he loves seeing you ravishing him and milk him dry, but especially because he just can't get enough of your boobs. when you stay on top he can bury his face on them and suckle at your nipples until your chest is all covered in drool;
- kind of obvious but he has a mommy kink/noona kink, and calling you that while you are fucking him makes his brain feel floaty and fuzzed. "Please noona, oh f-fuck, please - ah nnghh - p-please mama, mommy, let me cum, mama - uhh".
- he is into anal play, but for him. hannie will ask you to finger him, fuck him with your strap, rim him and put a plug in his cute wiggly butt at least once a week. he feels like your princess like that, he cannot help it.
â Felix
- here we have him, angel boy lixie. the softest, the sweetest, the embodiment of love. just a look at him and you would give him the entire universe;
- just as binnie, i think that also felix would be into cross dressing. he buys all the pink lacey underwear that he can find on the internet, and he pairs them with pleated skirts and high stokings;
- he will also add a few cute ribbons on his hair, and maybe a little bit of make up too. a rosey eyeshadow, shiny highlighter and glossy lipstick, better if sticky. he will let you fuck him without taking anything off, just pull the panties apart and slide his puffy cockhead on your folds until he cums prettily all over himself;
- he loves you so much he almost worships you. whenerver he is intimate with you, you will always find him looking at you fondly, tears almost prickling his eyes. he cannot help it, he just feels so much when you are together that he cannot believe how lucky he is;
- lixie has particular kinks, but he loves every single inch of you, and he will make sure to let you know. i have the feeling he would love feet stuff a little bit more than he wants to admit. especially when you are chilling on the sofa together, and your sole presses too close to his groin. he always feels a little aroused and filthy for the fact he enjoys this kind of stimulation;
- another mommy kink enthusiast here. he loves being cuddled and pampered by you. the nickname falls naturally out of his lips whenever you give him pleasure, and he sounds so innocent while doing it that it becomes an habit also out of the bedroom;
- lixie loves your breasts. he massage them to fall asleep and he suck on them as a comfort whenever he feels a little bit overwhelmed or fuzzy into his headspace. he like to be babied like that, to be lulled in your arms while he suckles softly on your nipples with pouted lips;
- and this led to his lactation kink. he is not ashamed of asking you to pretend to brestfeed him whenever he is stressed out. "b-baby please, gimme your milk, it was an awful day, p-please";
- he will need a lot of physical touch, such as holding hands, hugging and kissing. He loves every position in which he can be as close to you as he can;
- he wants and gives baby talk all the time. every cute nickname is okay for him, but his favorite are love, angel, sweetheart and sugar;
- definively into food play. he will take every chance to play with you while cooking and baking, sweet hiccups while you twirl your tongue on the head of his honey-dripping cock and lap at his sweet balls underneath;
- talks in 3rd person while in subspace. "uh- mommy, a-angel.. lix -uggghn- l-lixie is cumming, oh god, lixie is c-cumming".
â Seungmin
- i am a strong believer that seungmin is the hardest sub of all the boys. whenever he is in the bedroom his personality will shift drastically until he becomes a brainless needy thing;
- minnie is always so stoic and composed in real life that he just needs to let go. sex for him is the only way he can empty his head and give you the absolute control of his body;
- that's why he immediately falls into his subspace as soon as you get intimate with each other. he cannot conceive any other way of loving you than to give you complete power over him;
- i can see him being into light humiliation and dumbification. minnie needs to be useful for you and he will do anything to fulfill your desires. he gets off on the feeling of being your toy and your sexual object, and the embarassment he feels whenever you call him your dumb thing makes his head spin;
- for this exact reason, he is into pet play as well. he loves to be reduced as a silly puppy who needs to earn his treats. whenever you make him kneel in front of you to take food directly from your hands, his cock is always red and leaky against his lap. you often let him hump your calf and stop him just before he cums just to see him crying and pleading for you;
- after a few months, he will probably ask you to explore choking on him. you establish a few rules and safe words before you try that, and the way he just mewls while you lightly restrain his breath will convince you to do it more often;
- minnie needs to be owned. he will ask you to give him a tiny collar with your name on it, and he will wear it everywhere, even at work, hidden under his clothes;
- he always follows your orders diligently, but he enjoys his punishments a little bit too much as well. he pretends not to, because he wants to be your good pup, but he cannot hide the way his wet cock almost drools with precum every time your hand slap the soft fat of his butt, or the back of his balls;
- being so utterly in love with you, he will quickly develop a breeding kink. he cannot hold himself whenever he hears your voice tempting him, and he will cum the hardest if you combine it with a little degradation. "is my little pup ready to breed? mmh... i'm not sure. dumb pup is so weak to fill me up with his cum, isn't he? but you can try, puppy, you can try stuffing me full of your babies."
- and, of course, he is the weakest for cum play. especially if you let him lap his own release out of your folds after he emptied his load inside of you;
- another non verbal baby. as soon as you start pleasuring him, he will not be able to form a single sentence anymore. just sighs, sobs, soft moans and mewls;
â I.N
- here we go, another sub enthusiast here!! sweet, lovely innie is so happy of being with you that just cannot wait to try everything that he can;
- i can see him being a virgin before meeting you. not because he didn't have the opportunity of experiencing sex with anyone, but because he wanted to wait for his true love and be as confortable as possible;
- that's why he quickly develops a reversed corruption kink. innie wants - no, he needs - you to ruin him for good. he wants to feel little and inexperienced under your gaze. he wants to know that you are there for him, to teach him and guide him until he knows how to pleasure and be pleasured;
- after the first stages, he becomes unsatiable. he will ask for you to fuck him multiple times a day. poor baby will make up for all the time he lost!;
- he wants to try as many sex toys as he can. he will probably buy a bunch randomly without even know how to use them, and then place them neatly on your bed while waiting for you to show him the way they work;
- he gets pussydrunk pretty fast. he loves eating you out and fingering you the most. as soon as he is confident enough, he will ask you to sit on his face and ride his tongue until you cum on him;
- the prettiest soft grunts while you ride him or you manhandle him, "uh, nnnngh, ff-fuck, ahhh, oh g-god";
- thigh guy for sure. he goes crazy every time he sees you in a short skirt or in a tight pair of jeans. he will look at your legs so much he will almost go crossed-eye and will mentally pray for you to suffocate him with them as soon as you come back home;
- he loves to watch you masturbating. he will sit obediently at the foot of your bed, enraptured by the schlick sound of your fingers pushing in and out of your wet pussy, baby boy almost salivating at the sight;
- call him a simple guy, but he cums the hardest with sloppy blowjobs. he knows he has to stay still, but he usually cannot handle it till you give him permission and will end up thrusting in your mouth just a couple of times before you smack his ass and bring him back to his place;
- another noona lover here. he just loves the feeling of your experienced hands guiding him into pure bliss and to be called your pretty little boy;
- "noona, what was that? oh-ohhh g-god that feels amazing, p-please do it again."
clingy bf.ájisung who is in love with the idea of casual intimacy. it's not just about the big gestures, it's about the constant reassurance that you are here.
clingy bf.ájisung who wakes you up by gently booping your nose with his own â soft, sleepy giggles escaping him when you grumble and pull him into a morning cuddle.
clingy bf.ájisung who absolutely loves it when you give him an 'angel kiss' before he leaves for work. you get on your tiptoes, pressing sweet kisses onto his eyelids, saying the angels will keep him happy throughout the day.
clingy bf.ájisung who picks you up the instant you run up to him after a full day of not seeing each other. his arms envelope you as you sigh sweetly into his chest.
clingy bf.ájisung who buries his head in the crook of your neck, breathing you in until he has his fill, until his lungs memorise your scent.
clingy bf.ájisung who follows you into the kitchen for a glass of water â not because heâs thirsty â but because the thirty-second walk alone felt too long.
clingy bf.ájisung who locks his fingers with yours as soon as you are outside, swinging your hands as you walk to the nearby convenience store.
clingy bf.ájisung who purposefully leaves his jacket at home so he has an excuse to huddle under yours â sharing the same fabric as he pulls you flush against his side.
clingy bf.ájisung who loves to rest his head on your shoulder during long car rides â his fingers fiddling with your rings as he hums softly to the radio.
clingy bf.ájisung who gets a tiny, triumphant smirk whenever you subconsciously reach for his hand â loving that your body seeks him out just as much as his seeks yours.
clingy bf.ájisung who traces the lines of your palm with his thumb while you're talking to someone else â a quiet, rhythmic grounding technique that keeps him tethered to the moment.
clingy bf.ájisung who gets giddy when you ask him to compare hand sizes â any chance to touch you â his hand standing taller against yours.
clingy bf.ájisung who kisses your shoulder whenever he sees you standing in front of the mirror after you put on a new outfit, whispering how beautiful his angel looks.
clingy bf.ájisung who sits all smiling and flustered as your hands come up to hold his face. you press soft kisses to his cheeks, nose, and finally his lips.
clingy bf.ájisung who gets all shy and heart-eyed when you pull him down by his collar for a surprise kiss â the sudden proximity making his brain short-circuit in the best way.
clingy bf.ájisung who peppers your face in kisses when he sees you looking at him with that face â the face you make when you have missed his touch for too long.
clingy bf.ájisung who can't resist you, rushing to smother your face with kisses until he has his pretty girl blushing and giggling in his arms.
clingy bf.ájisung who laughs when you pout and huff, hands crossed on your chest, when he dodges your hugs just to see that adorable expression on your face.
clingy bf.ájisung who pulls you into his lap at every possible opportunity, loving the softness of your body against his â the warm weight calming his soul.
clingy bf.ájisung who loves when you ask him to put his head on your lap. you love playing with his hair, fingers carding through it as his eyes flutter shut at the sensation.
clingy bf.ájisung who makes a soft, whining sound in the back of his throat if you stop scratching his head for even a second â nudging his head back under your hand.
clingy bf.ájisung who has the cutest habit of tracing hearts onto your thighs, pretty fingers roaming as he murmurs sweet praises into your ear.
clingy bf.ájisung who loves the 'leg lock' â hooking his legs over yours while you both work on your laptops â ensuring that even when you're busy, youâre still physically connected.
clingy bf.ájisung who insists on 'helping' you wash the dishes just so he can stand right behind you â his arms looped loosely around your waist as he rests his chin on your shoulder.
clingy bf.ájisung who claims heâs 'too cold' just so youâll wrap your arms around him â sighing in relief as he melts into your warmth.
clingy bf.ájisung who knows you love his biceps, so you can't help but blush a pretty pink when he wraps you in his arms, your gaze drifting to his biceps straining against the sleeves.
clingy bf.ájisung who loves the idea of bathing together, sighing as you work the shampoo onto his scalp while he holds you by the waist.
clingy bf.ájisung who leaves no opportunity to pull you into him whenever you head to bed, your head resting on his chest, your breath subconsciously calming as you feel his warmth.
clingy bf.ájisung who nuzzles into the crook of your neck, breathing softly against your shoulder as he sways you side to side.
clingy bf.ájisung who knows when you've turned over in your sleep, so he wakes up, moves to your other side, and snuggles into your chest.
clingy bf.ájisung who has to have 'pinky contact' even when youâre sleeping on opposite sides of the bed â just a tiny hook of your smallest fingers to know youâre still there.
clingy bf.ájisung who finally falls asleep with his fingers still curled into the hem of your shirt, a soft smile on his lips because he knows that when he wakes up, you will still be right there in his arms.
kysa's note: my first fluffy post đš i had so much fun making this â (cuz yes i'm clingy and i love clingy bbs) and you'll be seeing loads of fluffy from me now >.< lemme know your thoughts in the comments below â hope you enjoy .á xoxo
he shies away, one hand covering his asshole, one hand on his face. chan isnât used to this, not yet, but he should be. he cleaned himself well, so well in fact that once you enter him, your cock slips right inside.Â
but the pain sparks within chan. itâs a pain so slight that he takes pleasure from it, the first heâs ever felt, and he lets you take that virginity from him.
you coo and ask for reassurance with the sweetest curl in your tone, a stark contrast with the way you roughly manhandle his wide hips. chan doesnât say anything, so you pat his ass and watch it jiggle. you ask again, voice much slower, words much clearer: chan finally nods and lets you violate him.
itâs so excruciatingly slow at first. you wiggle your hips to let your cock slide further in, then further out. the lube drips in then pushes back out with every clench of his ass. he almost wants to trap your cock inside, but every single time he tightens, you stretch him further with an unforgiving force.
he groans so loud. he moans your name and grows more and more delirious by the minute.
who can blame him when youâre so rough yet sweet with it. you pull your cock back then shove it in, never giving him the chance to rest: though you talk him through it, whispering praises, telling him âyouâre doing so well,â letting him know that heâs taking every inch of you with so much love. it almost feels like he isnât being drilled into.
he starts bouncing his fat asscheeks against his own will, letting his body move while his mind chips away from the pleasure. they say itâs rare to enjoy anal for the first time, but chan is instantly hooked on it, your cock, and you.
he canât stop it. heâs instantly addicted, and he wants to do this forever.
â minho
itâs in. itâs all the way in, and yet, you barely move at all. minho wiggles his pretty ass to adjust to the length, but after another second passes and you simply kneel there, he whimpers ever so softly.
âi canât always be doing all the work.â you pretend to yawn, secretly relishing in the betrayed look on his face.
minho takes a heavy breath before he attempts to move. the feeling of being full is an obsession heâs never willing to admit, but he loves the pain that comes along with being filled over and over. he tries his best not to let his hazy mind stop him as he wiggles his ass again.
âis that all you got?â you tease.
all he does is snarl, not at you, but to himself. the frustration starts settling in since he has to work for his own orgasm despite being on his hands and knees.
reluctantly, minho pulls away, feeling the significant absence in his ass before slamming his ass back against yours. he shivers at his own actions. biting his lip, he refuses to let any sinful noises out, but you notice and disallow him.
you tease his mouth open with your thumb. âjust keep going like that.â at your words, he repeats his movements, pulling back and then slamming his ass right on your cock. âatta boy.â
his cock hardens so quick until he isnât aware of his own precum spilling between his thick thighs. he simply picks up his pace, rocking his body back and forth until heâs fully fucking himself on you. he can hear his own wet sounds and he gets shy, letting his sweaty bangs cover his eyes, refusing to even look at his own work.Â
you laugh and spank his ass once, holding it firmly in place after. minho whines, almost falling over.
âmy turn?â you ask. he nods with a moan and allows you to ravish his hole as much as you want.
â changbin
ass right in front of your face, hole licked fresh with your spit dripping all the way down to his balls, changbin shivers as he waits for you to take him from behind. he watches the mirror in anticipation, seeing your reflection pump your cock between his spanked-red asscheeks just for a little tease.
he refuses to say anything. he simply waits. he trembles, but he waits, listening to you giggle in amusement.
âgood boys can take it, right?â you ask, and changbin nods in response. he pushes his curly bangs away from his face just to see your reflection better in the mirror. then you grab his full hips, both pliable fat and toned muscle jiggling under your hands, making you all the more excited.
you slam your hips onto changbinâs, greeting his hole with a violent entrance. he lets out a loud whine, struggling to hold himself up as his back arches towards you.
changbin allows himself to feel the pleasure, staring right into the mirror as a smirk forms across your face. he canât help his own high pitched and lovely whimpers as he listens to the slick in his hole coating your cock.
your hips donât stop going forward, your cock sinking deeper and deeper into him, shocking him as he takes your tip, the middle of your shaft, all the way to the base; you see his widened eyes and hung jaw as voices of pleasure fill the room.
âbin.â you bring a hand to hold him by his chin, forcing him to stare at you through the mirror. âsay thank you.â
changbin doesnât hesitate. âthank you, th-thank you so much,â his sweet voice falters as you pull back, only to slam your cock into him once again, and again, and again, and again.
his cock chubs up fast, full balls moving along with his beautiful body as he rocks back and forth with each thrust. he doesnât stop whining and saying âthank youâ like the good boy you trained him to be.
he holds onto the mirror tightly for balance. every thrust punches a whine out of him. he almost canât control himself anymore, brain blanking by the second, and he canât thank you enough for it.
â hyunjin
hyunjinâs usually a princess. heâs so pretty with it, getting everything he wants and wishes from you. when itâs your turn to want his ass, heâs nervous at first, but he complies anyway.
he hesitates. his body stiffens. heâs incredibly tensed up while flipped on his knees and palms.Â
ârelax love,â you say, kissing the skin between his ears and neck. like soothing a kitten, you scratch the nape of his neck. he purrs, feeling much more comfortable under your hands.
you ease him with soothing circles around his shoulders and massages by his hips. he moans silently, lovingly sweet voice slowly turning into sharp groans as he feels it enter him.
the girth of your cock feels like hell inside his plush walls but the velvet texture sends you to heaven. you donât stop shushing his moans, calming him by running your fingers all around his sensitive skin. hyunjin loves it, adjusting well to your length as you donât stop singing him praises, worshipping his princess body.
you spend a while fucking him close, bodies inching closer and then away, arching backs to connect sweat and heat. his own cock grows hard as you pump it along with your strokes in his ass. you pepper him in kisses, sniff his hair, pamper him with compliments.Â
with every word and sweet act of affection, he melts more and more under you.Â
that is, until he stiffens again. this time, he doesnât seem hesitant, instead drowned deep in pleasure yet something holds him back. it concerns you slightly.Â
you hold him by the chin and kiss the side of his lips, prompting him to speak.
âplease, fuck me harder,â he pants, and he smiles when you immediately comply with a loving thrust of your hips.
â han
the moment heâs flipped over, he knows heâs doomed. he could crawl away, clutch the headboard for safety, or even kick you â heâs scared, but he does none of that. han complies obediently to your rough commands, dropping his palms down onto the mattress.Â
you pay him no mercy, grabbing his waist with nails dug into his skin, scratching him lightly as you pull him towards you. it punches a delicious yelp out of his throat in the process.
only a few grunts from you serve as a warning before you shove yourself into jisung.
your cock forces him open. his entire body trembles. he grabs fistfuls of the sheets beneath him to ground himself, but the deeper you go in his ass, the blurrier his mind gets. and just as soon as he thinks he canât take any more, you thrust up violently to push his limit.
âfuck! no, i canâtââ he lies. he knows he can take it. âyouâre so big!â
âoh really?â you smirk and spank his asscheeks. the skin stings a pinkish red before you squish it with your fingers.Â
the subsequent pull back leaves his ass gaping. you pull all the way until heâs empty, giving him one full second to breathe, only to immediately thrust into him again. this time, you donât still in place, you donât hug jisungâs waist. your hands simply clamp themselves onto his asscheeks as you drill mercilessly into him. you donât care for pacing.
his ass clenches deliciously and you can feel every nerve in his system pop. heâs drooling, dazed, almost completely zoned out from the pleasure. every time you pull out, his ass gapes before being stretched even more. jisung feels less and less pain, the addiction to your cock washing over him as he keeps his ass up against your hips.
â felix
he canât see a thing.
blindfolded, felix waits anxiously as the sounds of your shuffling and the click of a bottle opening pass by his ears. your hums tickle his eardrums in the same way your fingers tease his entrance, the cold lube greeting his lower half with full chills. the blush on his cheeks, just below the blindfold, glows redder.
something prods lightly at his entrance. âitâs just my finger,â you clarify, poking it around his asshole. felix pants, readying himself for just a little bit of a stretch.
then, he feels it enter.
it almost immediately widens his ass not even an inch in. it doesnât feel like just one finger. it feels like two, no, three â around three inches deep, his hole is already spread out. whatever it is, it almost hurts, stretching him so much that his rim tries not to clench. felix resists complaining despite his confusion, instead moaning your name desperately.
âoh, iâm sorry,â he feels your words right against his back. âi got a little too excited.â
he feels gentle sparks across the skin of his back all the way down to his behind. light scratches from your fingernails trace every contour of his lean body, poking every beauty mark, massaging every inch of him until they settle on the sides of his petite waist.
you still in place for a while, kissing the backs of his ears and neck. then, when he least expects it, you push your hips further into his limit. he chokes on a moan, only to whine over and over as you swiftly pull back, only to push your hips until your cock is all the way back inside him.
he canât see where you connect but he listens to the sinful sounds of skin slapping against skin. he feels his hole ache as it stretches and clenches at your length. weirdly enough, he doesnât mind being deceived.
â seungmin
heâs far too excited. he doesnât dread this one bit. seungmin has nothing to worry about except for one thing: it makes him cum too fast.
he wonât admit that though, not even while his dick is up, red, and throbbing harshly as youâre pounding into him. he loves the pace, loves it too much: so much that he begs constantly to go harder and faster.
you tease him sometimes, going slower instead, only to laugh and continue. something about the way you play with him gets him going, feeling less like he has something up his ass. he feels every inch of your cock prodding at his walls and making him feel endless ecstasy.Â
and dear god does it make him want to cum.
eventually, his pleasure turns into slight pain as he refrains from cumming, holding his dick â not to pump it, but to deny himself the release. you take notice and ask him if he needs any help, but he doesnât hear you the first time.
you grab ahold of his handsome short hair to get his attention.
âhey. need a hand or are you gonna hold it in?â you donât hold his cock, but you hold his wrist. you donât care that itâs dangerously close to his length. âcome on minnie, youâve come so far.â
he closes his eyes and refuses to act like youâre even there. if he acknowledges it, heâll explode, so he keeps his cock caged in his palm while your ass fucks him to high heaven.Â
seungmin feels his orgasm closing in, the familiar heat building in his core while you ram your length in and out of his ass. his precum leaks on the sheets, making a mess as his petite ass jiggles from your sheer force.
âyou wonât cum until i do,â you tease, âiâll go so deep inside your ass. so deep that youâll cum so hard.â
and he doesnât intent to finish early from your words, but unfortunately, he squirts on the sheets when youâve barely even finished.
â jeongin
drunk on the feeling, jeongin holds onto the wall heâs pinned against. his legs shake like that of a trembling deer, unable to keep himself up from your unforgiving thrusts. he moans endlessly. he clutches onto the rough texture of the wall in pure desperation to ground himself.
âmy innie. oh how sweet you look.â
something ignites in jeongin as he enjoys more and more of your cock. you drive your length further into him, ruining him relentlessly as his legs fail to support him.Â
his knee gives out slightly, but you catch him just in time before he falls.
âcanât take any more?â
jeongin wordlessly shakes his head yes, but he really means that he still handle the pounding. you know it isnât a lie, you know he handles you so well in the same way youâre literally holding him up.
not another second passes and you take his hint, holding his waist and arching his body forward so he can hold himself better. he almost becomes pliant in your arms, and youâre still deep inside his ass. the friction and the shifting of your bodies makes him whimper in your hold, feeling all of it inside him. once adjusted, you give him a reassuring pat on his asscheek.Â
with the altered position, you can dig deeper into his hole, hitting his sweetest spot over and over.Â
the ecstasy worsens as you hit him deeper and deeper, your own sounds of pleasure furthering jeongin into a drunken and dazed out state.Â
he holds on for dear life, tearing up, with one hand reaching back for you. you intertwine your fingers between his with a smile.Â
plap plap, the sound of your slicked thighs meeting his toned hips echoed in the warm bedroom.
âhah-i canâtângh, cum anymore, please-pl-please y/nâ
you had just coaxed another orgasm out of chan. he was referring to your government name now; pure desperation reflected in his dilated pupils, eyes glazed over with overstimulation.
âhm? good boys keep cumming until iâm satisfied channie~ i thought you knew that.â
his legs trembled, the muscles that he had worked so hard to grow in the gym were useless now.
your hand travelled upwards to pinch his hardened nipples - and he keened, back arching off of the stained mattress with a yelp.
âfuckââ
chanâs voice cracked, the end of the word becoming high pitched as you picked up the pace slightly.
âpleasepleasepleaâplease y/n, fâfuck iâm gânna cum againâslow downâ
his panicked hands found your hips again, nails digging in as a final attempt to slow down your pace.
âoh? i thought you couldnât cum anymore?â
a smirk slowly spread across your face as a tear trickled down his reddened cheeks.
chan, the man who walked around with confidence in the daytime, were crumbling underneath you by night; his eyebrows scrunched together, endless moans and whimpers escaping past his swollen lips, hair stuck to his forehead with a sheen of sweat coating his entire body.
to be fair to the man, before his nth orgasm, he was still cocky - moving his hips upwards to meet yours, talking about how your pussy belonged to him - but no. he had gotten it wrong.
his cock belonged to you.
as he shot white ropes into you for the millionth time tonight, you would whisper this in his ear, and watch his eyes roll back with a broken moan.
a/n: ty for the request @jjnatth6 <3 i loooove a big man being subby!! chan being a sub goes brrrrr 𼜠i also feel like i havenât written about channie in agesâŚ
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