you spend time together on collective days off, cuddling and watching tv in peace until he turns his head towards your cunt, rubbing the tip of his finger right over your clothed clit. you used to get shy and push him away, but you’ve become accustomed to his strange habits now. it was like a compulsion—he couldn’t go a single day without exploring your pretty pussy and finding new ways he could make you feel good.
it was easy when you reacted to his every touch, a dark patch forming after a few minutes of him teasing you. he always ignored your whines and instead chose to replace his finger with his nose, swiping through your slick folds and inhaling the sweet scent of your cunt.
“xavi…”
“you just smell so good my star, wanna live here”
he wouldn’t even bother properly taking your panties off, instead choosing to hook a finger beneath the band and pull them to the side so he could make out with your pussy. he let his tongue explore every inch of you, drinking in as much as he could before finally dipping inside your greedy hole. you were already close before he even had his mouth on you, but the way he was moaning into you had your thighs pressing tighter around his head.
“oh fuck…please my girl, need you to cum on my tongue”
he was so whiney, nearly tearing up as he tried to press you even closer to his mouth. it wasn’t until you saw him desperately rutting against his hand, a big dark stain forming on the front of his sweats, that you finally let go, crying his name as you rode the aftershocks of pleasure on his tongue.
he kissed your inner thighs as you tried to calm your breathing, stroking your waist and praising ‘how well you did’. after a few minutes passed though, he’d return to his task, now focusing his relentless stimulation on your clit, determined to have you squirt on his face.
♪ i’m seeing you everywhere i go… i don’t dream of anyone else
𑁤 ex-bf!o.de x noona!reader
genre: smut ( 18+ ) » 1.2k words » request
𓂃 ۶ৎ second chance romance, older!reader, soft!dom!reader, praise kink, oral sex (f!rec), exhibitionism, against the wall, pet names, hair pulling, light alcohol consumption, reader is called noona twice
Every year, when Gunil flies back home for his birthday, the old squad gathers together. And every year, you have to brace yourself - mentally, physically, emotionally - for the inevitable.
The voice in your head tries to comfort you: you’re three years into a solid career that pays the bills. You have a five year plan for the future. You have your life together. You’re fine.
But then, the gate to the backyard creaks, and you don’t even have to look up to know it’s him. You can just feel it. And you’re not fine, because your new self, so carefully crafted, starts to crumble.
He’s exactly like the version of him that still lives in your memories, just sharpened by time. He’s broader in the shoulders. Looking more comfortable in his own skin. With an easier smile and brighter eyes - you can’t help but notice their light dimming, though, once they eventually land on you.
You had three hundred and sixty four days to get over Oh Seungmin, but seeing him across the lawn makes you realise your progress was… very, very thin.
When he passes the bonfire, stopping at a polite distance, the small talk you’d rehearsed for days dies in your throat.
Hi, how have you been? turns into careful updates about work and mutual friends, each sentence slightly stiff due to your shared history that makes the summer air feel extra heavy.
Around midnight, the party has grown louder, empty bottles everywhere. The two of you are just buzzed enough for the old gravity to take hold, pulling you together in the empty dark hallway of the house, until the tension snaps.
The kiss is bittersweet, but desperate, tasting of alcohol and longing. It lasts until your knees weaken, and your mind starts spinning; until your lips get puffy, earning a tint of red. Until your tongues start fighting for dominance, your hands roaming underneath his plain white t-shirt.
“This hasn’t happened before,” he breathes against your mouth, heart thudding a frantic rhythm.
He spins you with a single motion, one arm inviting your back against his frame, making you gasp quietly. The sudden switch in positioning helps you feel exactly what you do to him; how easily you still get under his skin.
“We’ll both regret this tomorrow,” you murmur, though the affection in your voice betrays you.
“I wouldn’t,” he says, voice steady, firmer, yet still soft as his lips graze your ear, letting out a tender moan. “I don’t dream of anyone else, but you.”
His mouth, passionate just the way you remember it, plants a kiss on your shoulder, then makes its way to your neck; the strap of your fitted dress suddenly slipping.
A soft, needy sound crawls from your mouth as you do yet another erotic motion with your hips, ass rubbing against his obvious erection.
“Need you to listen to me, baby,” he whispers; the thudding music almost swallowing his voice. “I’ll do anything… Just, please come back.”
You turn around to meet his eyes - they’re gleaming; not with hope, but with yearning and something close to… fear; fear of what your response might be.
Grabbing onto his shirt, you invite him back in, giving him a long, deep, dizzying kiss. After you detach, devastatingly slow, Seungmin is panting, unable to utter a word.
Until you tell him: “Drop to your knees, first.”
Yes, noona is all he says.
He pulls your underwear down your thighs until the panties are tucked into his back pocket. The second you press your heel against his shoulder, his tongue sticks out, finding your pussy lips, and licking a stripe that has you sighing with your head tilting against the wall.
“Fuck,” Seungmin breathes in delight. Immediately, he leans back in to flatten his tongue and lick again, then again, parting your slick folds. The familiar taste has him humming into your heat; your natural scent, making his cock throb in desire. “I missed it so much… your sweet pussy.”
He tugs at your clit with his lips, sucking slow and tight. In response, you twitch against his mouth, your body welcoming the sweet rush as you thread fingers through the depths of his dark hair, refusing to let him drift out of reach.
“And I missed your eyes,” you confess, tugging at a few strands to tilt him back, just enough to see his gaze better; he looks dazed, like he’s getting wasted on your taste. “You know how much I love your eyes… right?”
Seungmin’s hands travel up your hips, steadying you both. A small hum slips from his mouth - less of a response and more of an indicator of pure relief.
He can’t seem to break away from the magnetic pull of your stare. So, instead of looking away, he holds onto it, letting you roll your hips the way you like, using his tongue to strengthen your pleasure.
“And this mouth,” you add, breathless, dragging your slick pussy over his face erotically. The warmth pools inside you with every next grind of your body against him. “You love it when it’s on me, don’t you?”
“Mm—noona… so much.”
Soon, you bite your lip, strong and harsh, trying to contain your sounds as they inevitably rise higher. But it’s impossible when his face feels this good. When his nose only adds to the sensation every time it brushes your clit ever so softly.
Your hips can’t help but quicken their rhythm, humping him, like they have a mind of their own.
Once Seungmin finally shifts, it’s to bring you even closer. “Almost forgot how wet you get for me,” he comments, voice muffled by your folds.
Wanting to continue where he left off, he presses himself into your cunt properly, flicking his tongue left to right. He moans blissfully, as if he’s the one receiving the pleasure.
The new angle, the nearness, the way his lips are glued to you, occasionally sucking softly, the heat. It all makes your moans multiply and shake.
“Just like that,” you somehow manage, your chest rapidly heaving. “So good, baby!”
Seungmin’s eyes briefly flick to you as he decides it’s a good time to push two fingers inside you. His name echoes beautifully in the dark hallway, a streak of gold illuminating his silhouette as he now moves his hand up and down, his excellently curved digits stroking your throbbing walls.
That… combined with the efficient way he focuses on your clit, magnifies the swirling heat in your stomach. Next thing you know - you lose control over your entire body, hand slamming over your mouth.
The orgasm is staggering; with Seungmin’s gaze trying to get glimpses of you as he pumps in and out of your entrance, his heavy pants fanning your clit till you can’t take any more of the stimulation.
Slowly, you bring your foot down, barely capable of holding yourself up. But after some seconds pass, all you can focus on is him - how much you missed him.
How he searches for your eyes, so lovingly, while still on his knees. How the shiny slickness around his mouth and the thin sheen of sweat on the side of his neck make him look even more attractive.
More yours.
“Good boy,” you smile, tracing the sharp jawline of his face with your finger.
one thing you’ve never understood was oral. no matter what the context was, it made your body itch. in those porno videos when their partner would go down, suck his cock—everyone makes jokes about blowjobs honestly.
when a woman was given oral? it looked so intimate so…overstimulating. like their partner was nearly taking their soul along with their next orgasm.
this feeling got even worse after getting into a relationship, xavier, the every do innocent man you found in the hunters association. he didn’t even talk about his own sexual preferences, he didn’t care about anatomy—nothing!
when you complained about your thighs getting softer and your curves more prominent, he’d come behind you with a tight hug, ruffling his head into your neck, “i love you like that, so cute and mine.”
or when you said that him carrying you up the stairs was hot after you got tired, he’d laugh with a “why thank you, my star,” placing his hand on the back of your head to rest, “shh sleep baby, i’ll get us home safe.”
even when you’d change in front of him, he’d look up and softly ask, “do you wanna try this new lotion out? it’s really nice.”
one night, you and xavier were playing a spicy card game. you know, the sexy truth or dare? xavier bought it one day whilst buying…new bedroom toys and the two of you never even tried it.
now that you had the chance, the game was in session!
the rules were simple, ask your partner truth or dare:
if they say truth? ask a question.
if they say dare? do the dare.
however, if they don’t answer or do the dare after choosing, you strip a layer of clothing.
halfway through the deck, xavier was in his shorts, his sleeveless shirt and jumper was gone ages ago. you were in your shirt and underwear, 80% of your clothes gone in the first three rounds alone.
“okay xavier! truth or dare?”
he giggled, “dare.”
excited, you picked a card from the dare pile, flipping it over before reading it in your head first.
xavier watched your face drop slightly as if something on the card was disturbing you, “what is it?”
your head turned to him and then back at the card, crossing your legs and pressing your thighs together, “eat your girl out or cook her any thing she wants… i mean you’re not going to the kitchen, but the other option…that’s quiet weird?”
xavier who was sitting opposite you on the bed, leaning back, his head tilted, as if offended, “what do you mean weird? it’s the same thing as a blowjob no?
the cards in his hand were placed to the side, joining them with the pack once more. sitting up, your eyes staring down at the cards that had a matching side on the back, “not really,”
he sat up, gently pulling you into his lap with a quick kiss to your forehead, his chin on your chest, staring up at you with a confused look, “how exactly? i think they’re the same.”
your hands wrapped around xaveir neck, staring down at the blonde man who only looked so…sexy staring at you. yet it took you a while to respond, there was a feeling in between yours legs. the dsame feeling you always get before xavier fucks you, “…i mean, you’re just like…licking it? i don’t know how to explain but i don’t think it’s something the person giving it would like. nevermind getting any pleasure from it too.”
xavier hummed, then his eyes turned to yours a dark gaze, full of a certain lair you’ve never seen before. his ears turned a soft red.
normally, you’d be the one blushing and being ready to bring out a nmore kinky side to the bedroom. however having xavier being the red one? it didn’t normally happen.
xavier lifted his hands from your hips, patting your thighs, his voice coming out rough, “i would.”
“no, xavier. have you seen it?—“
“i have and to be honest they aren’t doing it right. is that how you feel? that i wouldn’t enjoy putting my mouth on your sweet pussy?” xavier scolded, his hands moving up to your breasts, fiddling your breasts, “that i would feel disgusted? baby, if i ever don’t want to touch your pussy, kill me on the spot.”
you gasped, pushing his shoulders away, “xavier! what’s up with you?”
“i always thought that you weren’t comfortable with it? just to know that you think it’s bad for me—absolutely not.”
suddenly, your position was flipped, xavier hovering over you, “xavi! i didn’t mean that i thought…it’s bad for you, but it’s just…you don’t have to.”
“i want to. can i?” a hand came to the stripe of your underwear, ready to pull them down instantly, “if not, i can just finger you,”
“no…we can try, i don’t mind.”
xavier smirked, “okay baby, lay back.”
“xavi!-ahh! shit! oh my gosh! you’re so good!!”
slurps and wet slaps came from the man below, his blonde locks the only thing you could see coming from the space in between your legs, his tongue reaching into your pussy every few seconds, “fuck—gimme more, my good girl…”
“mhhm—xavier—“ you cried, holding onto the bed with a painful grip, the greedy man making out with your pussy like there was no tomorrow. his dick sore and twitching against the bed, his hips grinding into the soft duvet, “xavier please — i’m too — i’m too sensitive !”
sadly, your begs and pleases fell onto deaf ears, xavier was way too focused on pleasuring you than slowing down at all. his hands found your hips, pulling your body more to meet his every lick and suck — passionate, long, rough. xavier turned his head, biting your thigh and sucking on your skin, licking the throbbing spot after, “i can’t get enough of you…you’re gorgeous…i—i can’t help it.”
xavier lips continued to lick and tear your hole, digging deeper and deeper into your centre, your sweet slick coating his lips more and more. xavier didn’t even have to sweat, his mouth was naturally made to eat pussy it was crazy. strong hands wrapped around your plush thighs, squeezing your flesh and pulling you down the bed.
meanwhile, xavier was already hard. his cock rutting hard into the mattress, hips grinding with every lick he gave you. the bed creamed with every intense movement, the headboard nearly banging on the wall, your bed was already dirtied with your juices — which had travelled down from your pussy to your ass then onto the bedsheets. the room smelt like pure sex, it was nasty but god was it so good.
xavier’s head lifted from your pussy finally, staring down at your wet clenching hole, “…you’re so wet, so good for me hm?” gathering up spit, he spat right into your pussy before spreading your folds with his index and middle finger. letting out a small laugh, you knee that xavier was being driven by his cock at this point. his hands tapped his shoulders, staring dead at you, “legs.” was all he said, that tone of pure mischief.
obeying, you gathered up your strength and placed your legs onto his shoulders, giving xavier a wider space to eat you more, “good girl, you want me to make you cum?”
nodding, you whined out, “yeah—please..? i wanna cum xavi—ah!”
before you could finish, his head went back down, licking and kissing your pussy, his other hand went down — finally free from holding your legs — his index finger pumping in and out of your hole, “ah! fuck! xavi—mmhhh! nghhh! more! m-more!”
your hands grasped at everything, trying to hold onto something— anything!
his lips sucked harder on your clit, pulling away with a grunt once again, “you wanna hold my hand baby?” his voice was deep with lust and possessiveness, your trembling hand holding his, your soft skin making him go deal. xavier’s head lowered once more, kissign and sucking on your pussy. “ahh!—oh shit—“
his grip tightened, as if an reminder to stay still, his head rubbing your thighs when they clenched around his head. your head flew back, moaning and growing, “i can’t—please! oh my gosh—“ the tension in your stomach grew, your head falling into the soft mattress below, xavier continued to assault your poor sensitive cunt. his hips thrusted into the mattress, pounding the poor mattress in line with his kisses and licks.
trying to keep yourself still, your hands tightened around his, loud moans leaving your mouth. your second, maybe even third, orgasm slowly building up in your stomach. instead of that normal gradual build up, xavier wasn’t wasting any time. his fast tongue brought you to your release quickly.
his cock rubbed against the sheets, his hand gripping your hip, “ahh! xavier! nnghhh! how the fuck do u do this?!”
you felt his lips turn into a smile, his head rose to see yours, “who couldn’t?…actually, i don’t want anyone else to do this.” xavier groaned at the thought, lowering his gaze back to your wet slick. now fully concentrating to pleasuring you,
yet that feeling..so familiar yet so different. your head lifted up, drowsy and weak, and then your soft voice cooed in his ear whining, “nghh!—xaveir, it feels d-diffferent! h-hahh! wait wait wait—“
“you’re not gonna pee, just—“ kiss “just cum for me.”
“no! i can’t! i feels like i’m gonna pee, xavi—“ you whimpered.
xavier kissed your hole, not wasting a second when his free hand rubbing tight circles on yourclit, “it’s okay, you’re not gonna pee, my love. cum, right on my tongue.”
and you did.
“aahh! c—cumming!” you screamed, mot even caring about your volume anymore, the knot in your stomach snapping quick. sending your cum onto his mouth. the tension too much for you to handle, your poor thighs shaking around his head, “oooh—shit.”
the man below you laughed softly, “you’ve never done that before, good job.”
you whined, feeling xavier kick every single drop of cum from your pussy. willing his mouth clean with his tongue and a satisfied grunt. he moved upwards, “…stained the bed, fuck i love this pussy so much.”
a hand slapped at his chest, out of more embarrassment than anger, “…you sicko..! what if i actually peed then you freak..”
xavier shrugged, his lips kissing your inner thigh then biting at your skin, taking in your yelps, “my honest opinion? i wouldn’t mind—“
“xavier!” you gasped,
your hands went to his hair, “you’re so…!” out of breath, the intensity of your release taking the breath out of your lungs.
“amazing? loving? obsessed?” the blonde man came between your legs, his arms caging you in, “guilty as charged. infact…”
he tapped his hard cock on your pussy, the tip red and throbbing for you, “i’ll show you how much i love this pussy tonight, i’m not done yet..”
KINKTOBER 2025 @ alyakhq, do not plagiarise, copy or translate my work pls :)
you’re both at the same house party, celebrating a mutual friend’s birthday. the night is lighthearted until you reach into a bowl of dares and pull out his name.
jooyeon is thinking there’s no way. there’s no chance you’d go through with this. not only because there’s history between you but simply because you’re not the type of person who takes tequila shots from someone’s body parts in front of a crowd…
but then you say yes. and you say it steady, unbothered. jooyeon can see it now - you’ve changed. you’re bolder; you look and even speak differently than he rememberes. he can feel it too - when you step toward him and wait for someone to pour the liquor into his navel. when you sprinkle some salt onto his naked chest, you effortlessly lick it with your warm tongue like this isn’t something that could change anything between you.
when you move lower to drink the alcohol, jooyeon’s skin starts to buzz from a hot mixture of different small sensations - your lapping tongue brings him light tickles, but also arousal. a wave of nostalgia washes over him after you look up, with a droplet of liquor on your chin, and lean closer to bite the lime between his teeth; he gets the urge to kiss you. but he can’t; all he can do is laugh and applaud along, then sneak into the bathroom when no one’s watching so he can collect himself… and wait for his erection to calm down as the way you handled the situation - like he’s just some random body on display for you to drink from… like he’s nobody… really turned him on
it hits him like a slap in the face - you’re living a new life he no longer knows anything about. and he’s dying to be a part of it again.
a.note ! i like putting this boy in different situations and i like thinking about his belly
꒰ ♡ ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ IT HAS WHAT IN THE CHOCOLATE?! Your poor boyfriend comes back home early from the bakery shop, all hot and bothered after eating a full, special and expensive chocolate bar. Little did he know, that same chocolate bar he ate had a strong dose of aphrodisiac! If only he read the labels! ₍₍⚞(˶˃ ꒳ ˂˶)⚟⁾⁾
꒰ ♡ ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ CHOCOLATE’S INGREDIENTS fem!reader | explicit content | no guaranteed spoilers of main/side quests | established relationship | possible grammar errors | not proof read | 1.2k+ words per Li | aphrodisiac sex | needy men | neck marking | mating press | pet names | oral (fem n male rec) | fingering | unprotected sex | p in v | cumming inside | fingering | author note at end
ᛝ CALEB
Spit-covered lips are pressed firmly against yours in a feverish kiss, the flavor of intense sugary chocolate melts onto your tongue— the taste of the sweetness has a small wave of heat coursing through your body. Caleb breathlessly moans your name quietly into your lips, the hands on your hips have a firm grip, in a needy manner.. he’s dragging you closer and closer to his body like his life depends on it. He slowly drags his lips from your parted lips to your chin, kissing softly and occasionally poking his tongue out to taste your delicious fucking skin— letting out a ragged moan at the way your scent and flavor invades his thoughts.
Ever since Caleb got back from the bakery, he’s been acting even more clingy than usual, he’s practically stuck to your hip! It’s like he can’t breathe, the only way to quell and tame that brewing hunger inside him is you. Warm lips find themselves on the sensitive skin of your neck, leaving small marks into your flesh— his nose pressed against your scent glands before taking in a deep inhale, you smelled even more divine than normally.
“Mmmhp— C- Caleb? Fuckk, honey —haah. . wh- what’s gotten into you?” You ask out shakily, voice unstable, it’s hard to say anything when you are moaning quietly every time he wraps his lips around the skin of your neck before sucking harshly.
He doesn’t respond to your call immediately, opting to lap and mark at your neck. . for now. Caleb presses himself harder against your body, unsatisfied with how much space is between you. . which actually isn’t a lot. He rolls his hips, grinding himself against your thighs while letting out a whiney groan— you can feel something pressing against your skin and oh. .
“Oh fuck. .” You whisper out softly, gulping then letting out a shaky exhale.
What was pressed against the skin of your leg was Caleb’s cock, bobbing and throbbing in need, fighting against the restraints of his pants. You let out a pretty gasp. . seeing him act so unapologetic for your attention makes your cunt quiver around nothing— a subtle heat pooling down to your stomach before reaching further down to between your thighs.
“Nghh. . ‘M so sorry, I- I just. . I needa’ have you right now” Caleb manages to pull his lips from your neck, lifting you up from the bottom of your thigh. . your legs wrap around his hips instinctively without much thought, letting him carry you to your bedroom.
He pulls open the room door, shutting it softly with his heel. . leaving you in a dimmed room with your boyfriend who looks like he wants to leave you jelly- boned. You drag your fingers through his scalp, tenderly tugging the strands to summon moans from Caleb.
“Th- the chocolate. . it had ap- aphrodisiac —haah” he groans out, greedy hands practically tearing off your clothes one by one, tossing them to the side.
In response to Caleb’s eagerness, you quickly unbuckle his belt and slide down his pants— your mewl muffled by his lips as that sweet flavor of chocolate melts into your mouth again. You pressed you against the bed, grabbing ahold of your thighs in a firm grip and pushing them against your chest in mating press. His lips haven’t parted from yours, tongue still toying and gliding against yours.
“I- I’ve been thinking of yo- you allll dayy, baby” Caleb murmurs against your swollen lips,
He just can’t get enough of your intoxicating flavor, although the effect of the aphrodisiac was painfully slow when creeping through his body, the lewd thoughts of you came quickly. Caleb drags his warm lips from yours down to your neck, quickly sucking a red mark into your skin before wrapping his lips around your nipple— sucking gently. A wet pop as he lets go of your nipple before engulfing it back into his hungry mouth, dragging his tongue against your sensitive nipple. . moaning softly into the mound.
You shiver sources through your body, shivering lightly when Caleb’s teeth scratches at your flesh. He presses your boobs together roughly, sucking on both your nipples. The aphrodisiac in his system makes the taste and flavor of you even more delicious.
“Mmmhp. . ohmygod, t- taste sooo good” he murmurs into your chest, leaving trails of spit along your skin.
“Pl- please, baby, p- please play wi- with yourself” Caleb whines out, moaning happily when he sees your hands trailing down your plush stomach then the wet, slick sounds of your fingers rubbing at your sopping pussy.
You hadn’t realized how truly wet you are, your cunt is covered in your arousal— juices smearing onto your fingers as you roll soft circles onto your puffy clit. Caleb presses sweet yet hungry kisses from your chest to your plush belly, moving further down until his warm breath fans onto your dripping hole. . pulling a gasp from your swollen lips. You take the time to really see him and oh fuck— his eyes are blown on with an overwhelming amount of desire and carnal hunger for you, drool peeking from between his lips, and his cheeks flushed red from the heat.
Unapologetically, Caleb tugs apart your sticky folds to reveal your flesh glistening from the sheen of arousal coating it— he lets out a quiet fuck under his breath. One of your arms wraps around your squishy thighs and pulls it closer to your chest. Still at a steady pace, you provide little stimulation to your engorged clit— only drawing out breathless gasps and whines.
“C’mon, ba- baby. . rub yourself faster. . fuck” he encourages, eyes wide when he sees your juices splattering everywhere when you press harder and faster onto your clit— your toes curling from the sweet pleasure.
Caleb leans in closer to your cunt, eagerly and quickly, he drags his tongue through your slicked folds until he reaches the tip of your fingertips before delving through again. He’s lewdly drinking up your sweet juices, mouth hungry for more, practically salivating. He plunges his tongue into your quivering hole, a wet squealchh of your velvety walls stretching around the wet muscle echoes through the room.
You are sobbing and mewling out in ecstasy, wildly bucking your hips towards his insatiable mouth— glossy eyes rolling back when he fucks his tongue into your gooey walls meanly. Your thighs are trembling now, the slick squelchh and sloshh sounds fill the room along with your moans and Caleb’s muffled, rough groan against your pussy.
“Nngh—! I- I. . fe- feels sooo fucking good, leb’” you gasp out, rolling your clit harder and faster, warm warms fluttering and spending around his tongue.
That knot in your stomach is tightening within every passing second, getting tighter and tighter. You let out a loud squeal of his name, body quaking from how intense and overwhelming the pleasure feels right now. Caleb grunts and moans against your clit in a rough voice, eyes shut closed in concentration as he drags his tongue in and out of your sopping cunt.
“Mmhp—! Ohgod, ohgod, ohgod. . ‘M gonna cumm — waah, fuck ‘m gonna cum, baby” you yelp out, letting out a loud moan as your pussy gushes around his tongue, becoming unbearable tight around the wet muscle.
Your fingers toying with your puffy clit stutter before pulling away from the swollen bud, a thin string of arousal connected between your fingers and your clit. It takes you a few seconds to ride your high, glancing at Caleb who looks like he’s far from down with you.
“Haaah— god you taste soo good. .” Caleb whispers, tongue lapping at his lips to drink up whatever that tastes like you.
Caleb grabs ahold of your thighs again, pushing them firmly into your chest— grinding his clothed, throbbing cock against your slick pussy. That heat and desire in his eyes have barely changed, you are in for a long night.
ᛝ XAVIER
The tangy yet awfully sweet flavor of a delicious chocolate seems to forever linger on your tongue, it doesn’t matter how much you try to gulp down the taste— it just seems to be permanent in your mouth. When was the last time you ate a chocolate that contained such a bold, obnoxious, intense flavor that it lingers in your mouth? The chocolaty taste must have been from the soft, warm, plush lips that are pressed firmly and desperately against yours, a sweet tongue dragging against yours in a heated and erotic manner— it wasn’t you who ate chocolate, it was Xavier. . that’s how the chocolate flavor got into your mouth.
It’s been hours since Xavier left for the nearby bakery, offering to buy the both of you chocolate— the bakery was at least a five minute walk, it was suspicious that he was taking so long to pick up only two chocolate bars. Once he finally managed to come back home, holding only one chocolate bar in hand while the other hand held a crinkled up wrapped in an awfully tight grip, he never really gave you a clear explanation for being out for hours— instead, he simmered nearby you so close. . looking at you sad if you created the air he breathes. You noticed that he was displaying symptoms like higher temperature, cheeks dusted in flush, sweat sticking to his forehead, eyes blown out, skin hot to the touch, and awfully needy for your attention.
You were almost convinced that he managed to get sick, however, when he started to breathlessly whimper into your neck, kissing your skin, whimpering for your attention. . — this definitely wasn’t a normal sickness. He pulls you against him firmly, at those closeness, you can really feel how hot he was. Xavier smears and drags his tongue against yours; slow at first, savoring the feeling of your skin against his in an intimate fashion, before the kiss becomes fast and sloppy, full of desperation. In response, droplets of drool seeps from your lips from the hungry kiss.
“Mmmhp— . . X- Xavie’?” You managed to gasp out between the hungry kisses that he keeps pulling you into.
One of your hands finds itself carding through Xavier’s short hair, nails slightly digging into his scalp— earning yourself a delighted, slightly muffled, moan from your boyfriend. You wanted to question your dear boyfriend about the familiar change in his behavior, it’s awfully similar to how he acts when drunk. . clingy, but before you could string words together he is softly pressing chocolate against your swollen lips. You can tell that he’s merely offering a taste of the dessert, keeping it close to your lips but never forcing you to take a bit.
You know you really shouldn’t consume the chocolate, it’s laced with aphrodisiac after all. . you’d end up just as needy as your boyfriend. However, instead of declining Xavier’s offer— you lean in closer towards the dark brown bar, taking a small bite out of the candy. That same overly sugary, chocolate flavor melts onto your tongue. . mingling with it is the abrupt feeling of warmth.
Your skin starts to feel noticeably warmer than before, becoming hotter and hotter within every passing second of the chocolate dessert simmering in your mouth. That chocolate. . the aphrodisiac was much quicker than you expected, a delightful wave of heat pooling between your thighs. Xavier leans closer to take a bite from the bar, holding it out for you to take another taste. It isn’t long until the bar is completely gone, leaving only the wrapper that still has an obvious consumption warning on the back— that once subtle heat in your body is now more violent and apparent.
“Ho- how did y- you not. .” You try to form a sentence through stutters and shaky exhales, thighs trembling lightly. . you feel soo sensitive.
While you attempt to create a non-hazy thought in your mind, Xavier happily busies himself by kissing wet, sloppy, and hot kisses into the skin of your neck. Lips drags against the tender skin of your neck, tongue occasionally poking out to lap at your sweaty and sticky skin. . he moans in approval at how you taste and the light shiver that courses through your body.
“— notice t- that the chocolate. . haah ohfuck— had ap- aphrodisiac inside. .” You pant out, moaning when he suckles onto the skin of your neck with the intent to mark your flesh.
“W- wasn’t paying attention. .” Xavier murmurs out against your neck, warm breath fanning onto your exposed skin.
“Was th- thinking about you. . mi- missed you, darling. .” He answers simply, you are quite surprised that he managed to restrain himself from brushing his face back into your neck and ignoring your question.
You hadn’t realized until now but you would have already crumbled to the floor if it wasn’t for your boyfriend’s tight grip on your hips, keeping you upright and flushed against his body. Although, Xavier is taking the time to explore your body with needy and greedy hands. . fondling, squishing, palming, toying with your skin— warm hands even sneaking under your top, which was actually his. Through the hazy and clouded space of his mind, you look absolutely. . appetizing in his clothes.
Your lips were moving as if you were talking to him, except, Xavier couldn’t hear a single word you were saying. All he could think about was how pretty your lips are. .
“Xavier? D- did you hear a single word I just said?” You click your tongue, brows furrowed cutely as you gaze up towards his eyes.
You let out a gasp when his hands hook on the underside of your thighs, pulling you off the ground with an unexpected amount of strength. At that point, Xavier is panting from the excessive heat— he really didn’t hear a single thing you said.
“. . ‘M sorry —haah. . I- I really need you right—“ Xavier attempts to breathe out, words melting into a soft moan when you press your lips against his, dragging your tongue against his lips.
Xavier finally made it into your bedroom, purposefully walking slowly to feel your lips against his longer, kicking the door closed with the back of his foot. He gently presses you against your bed, fitting comfortably between your plush thighs— unknowingly pressing the obvious bulging his pants against your clothed pussy, draining moans from the both of you. He leans forward, pressing kiss after kiss to your neck and collarbone, fingers slowly undoing any bows or buttons on your clothes.
“Mmmhp. . c’mon, baby, st- stop teasing, I need you” you whimper out, rolling your hips to feel his cock grind against your pussy.
With that, he doesn’t waste a mere second— eagerly and heartily pulling off your shirt, shorts, leaving you only in panties. You smile cheekily when you see his Adam apple bob as he gulps, the sight of you has his cock twitching in need. The effect you have of poor Xavier is admirable.
“Godsss. . I- I need you soo badly, starlight” he murmurs, allowing you to grab his waist, guiding his fingers to drag against your clothed folds.
Xavier's voice is thick with lust and desire, eyes lazily open, hooded. The cloth is soaked in arousal, the soft and subtle squealchh of your juices smearing onto his finger tips. In response to the stimulation, you arch your hip from off the bed. . snatching off your panties yourself, tossing them to the side.
You hiss softly, you handy realize how soaked you were— folds sopping and glistening in your own arousal. Two of Xavier’s fingers dart through your fat folds, easily gliding through because you were soaking wet. He eases two fingers into your quivering hole, the digits easily gliding through your velvety walls with no pain.
The wet squelchh and sloshh of your wet cunt begins to get louder and obscure the fast Xavier thrusts his fingers into your gooey walls, earning himself a ton of broken wails and moans for more. Through your haze of overwhelming pleasure, you reach over to pull down his pants and boxers, slender and pretty cock slapping against his abdomens. You guide him to your spasming entrance, the bulbous tip easily gliding through your tight walls. . so deep, reaching spots that have you whimpering out his name loudly.
He hooks his hand under your knee, pulling your legs over his shoulder— cock reaching even deeper, summoning a loud and broken squeal of pleasure. Xavier’s skin is flushed with yours until he pulls his body back, cock gliding through your slick and sensitive walls.
“Fu- fuck—! Mmhp. . sooo deep. .” You drool out, wailing when he somehow thrusts deeper into your pussy.
“Haah. . b- been thinking about yo- you alll day” Xavier groans out, fucking into you with more effort and need.
“Co- couldn’t get you — oh. my. god. . . outta’ m- my head” he finishes, brows furrowed in contraction as his length massages your gooey walls.
The wet sound of skin meeting each other is quiet, for now. Fwop Fwop Fwop, his skin pressing against yours every time Xavier plunges his whole long length into your warmth walls. The aphrodisiac in your system must have made you even more sensitive, god, you feel you are gonna cum.
Tears springs in your eyes and your back arches off the bed when his fingers find your puffy clit, rolling tight circles on the poor bud. That knot in your stomach explodes, coating the base of Xavier’s cock in creamy white.
“Nnghh—! Fuck! X- xavier!” You drool out, toes curling, silently watching how his thumb presses and rolls at your engorged clit.
Xavier doesn’t get the chance to warn you, warm ropes of cum shooting into your velvety walls. You moan slightly, shivering when another wave of heat courses through your body. That aphrodisiac is still in your system, that horny feeling is still overpowering.
“No, no, no. .” Xavier stumbles on his words, hips slamming into yours from his mean thrusts.
“Ne- need. . more of you, n- not enough” he drools out, fucking himself deeper into your poor pussy.
God, you are really glad you ate some of the chocolate. . you have a long night ahead of you.
ᛝ RAFAYEL
There is this subtle taste of overly sweet and intense chocolate that lingers on your tongue, it’s faint and hard to realize it’s actually there— how did the chocolaty flavor manage to melt and stick onto your tongue when you haven’t had a taste of the dessert all day? Oooh. . you remember, it must have been your dear boyfriend who shared the sweet flavor to you— pulling you into a feverish kiss full of an overwhelming amount of desire and need, practically devouring the taste of your lips as if it’s the only factor keeping him alive. And it is the only thing keeping Rafayel alive; unapologetically, he’s letting out pretty, satisfied moans and muffled whispers of your name against your lips.
It must have been hours since your dear boyfriend left his studio to go to the bakery nearby, deciding he deserved a delicious treat after spending an endless amount of hours locked up in his studio to finish his latest painting— the actual reason for Rafayel taking such a long time was because he spent too long resting his head on your lap. With a quick promise to bring you the best sweet dessert there is in the store, he leaves. . well, not without stealing a soft goodbye kiss, of course. Long after the sun settled beneath the horizon, he finally came back home from the bakery— and if you are allowed to add, bitterly. . he showed up empty handed, without the promised dessert for you.
You noticed, he has been acting odd and awfully clingy than before he went to the store— which is almost unbelievable for you since he’s just naturally glued to your hip. He is completely desperate for your attention, pouting and whining in annoyance when you decide your phone is ever so slightly more interesting than your poor, suffering, sweet boyfriend. It has become awfully obvious that whatever dessert Rafayel decided to eat wasn’t regular. . especially when he’s merely peppering warm kisses to the skin on your cheek, easily distracting you from your phone.
“Mmhp. . p- please. .” Rafayel sighs out softly to himself, voice rough and full of unhidden desire for you. . his voice is barely bearable due to how reluctant he is to pull away from your lips for even a mere second.
You press your hands against Rafayel’s chest tenderly, you can feel how fast his heart is pounding. . his skin feels burning hot. You moan softly when he drags his tongue against the puffy skin of your lips, that sweet chocolate flavor is just. . everywhere.
“— godss. . yo- you taste sooo delicious, cutie” he murmurs out, the hands on your hips pulling you ever so slightly closer to his chest.
The delightful feeling of your plush and warm body pressed against his could make him let out a moan, it’s definitely not like Rafayel has been whimpering at your tongue dragged against his. He had pressed lips against the burning skin of your body, kiss after kiss along numerous parts of your body; lips peppering against your chin before dragging down to your sensitive neck, tongue teasingly lapping at your skin until you gasped out— letting out a pleased whimper against your neck, the taste of you was addictive, he’s already hooked.
“Nghh. . ohgodd, r- rafie’ — wh- what's wrong with you —haaah. .?” You put out between soft and muffled moans due to his lips pressing into yours.
Before he arrived back home, you were simply relaxing on one of his couches, scrolling on your phone before he frantically unlocked the door before hazardously tossing his keys aside. He practically leapt on top of you, using his weight to keep you pinned against the sofa— lips already finding yours in a sloppy and hungry kiss. You let out an angelic and soft whine when his tongue drags against yours for the nth time tonight, hips jolting from the unexpected sensation from Rafayel languidly grinding himself into your needy core— causing something to press against your clothes folds. . ohhhh.
What’s pressing into your clothed pussy and occasionally twitching and throbbing is none other than Rafayel’s cock— quiet groans being ripped from him every time the rough fabric of his pants grinds harder onto his dick. You let out a loud gasp in response, choking on a moan when his fingers tenderly glided down your body; down your stomach, to your abdomen, until his fingers were gently pressing onto your clit— softly rolling the twitched bud through the fabric of your shorts. Your heated breath mixes together as you both moan against each other’s lips, occasionally indulging into a tender yet sloppy kiss.
He’s easily ripping soft and breathless moans from your swollen lips, fingers still rubbing a steady circle onto your cunt. In return, you push your thighs to where they are pressed against Rafayel’s bulge— in which he grinds into you while letting out a sigh of pleasure.
“Ooooh. . fuckk—! Ho- honey, nghh, god it feels soo. . f- fucking good” you gasp out through ragged breathes, mindlessly bucking your hips toward his hand.
“— b- but, I’ve ne- never seen you soo needy —mmhp!” You stutter out, eyes rolling back promptly when he applies more pressure onto your poor clit— your gooey walls quivering around nothing.
It’s doesn’t seem like Rafayel focused on giving you a response, brows furrowed in concentration as he applies more and more pleasure to your engorged clit, rolling his hips harder into your thigh. It’s only after a few seconds that you drag yours fingers through his scalp, it felt heavenly, that he decided he’d finally answer.
“Wh- what? I’ve missed you, cutie. . —mhhp, don’t push me away, please” Rafayel practically whines out, burying his face into your neck.
Spit- covered lips pepper against the sensitive skin of your neck, softly suckling at your flesh before a wet pop fills the room as he lets go of your skin. Rafayel’s answer doesn’t really satisfy you, leaving you even more confused.
“Godd. . I ne- need you soo bad, —haah. . need to be inside you, cutie” he says in a ragged voice, that tone in his voice makes a pleasurable wave of heat course through your body— pooling to your pussy.
Warm lips find their self on your neck again, lapping and sucking at your skin to leave another love bite. He presses his head deeper into your shoulder, nose pressed firmly into your skin, inhaling where your scent glands are before whimpering under his breath about how delicious you smell.
“Haah—“ you mewl out, silently pressing your hand onto his temple, checking his temperature.
Rafayel is sweating, skin burning hot, from the corner of your eye you can see his cheeks are blushed pink from the heat. He does get clingy when he’s sick. . but this a whole new level of neediness. Wait. . he said he would pick up desserts earlier.
Chocolate, that chocolate he ate must have been laced with aphrodisiac, if only he read the labels. While you are stuck in your mind, sneaky hands drift under your shorts, further down your panties, not before toying with the soft fabric. You let out a loud yelp of Rafayel’s name when you feel those warm fingers glide through your slick folds, delving to your drooling hole— dragging your arousal to your clit before rolling a mean circle to the bud.
The wet squealchh of your pussy when Rafayel barley dips his fingers into your drooling hole was loud and obscure, the sound soo lewd it has you whimper out in embarrassment. Not that he minded, no no, he’s gliding his fingers through your pussy lips, obsessed with how your expression changed into a blissful emotion and the soft moans you let out.
“F- fuckk. . gods. . I- I wanna make you feel am- amazing, my sweet pearl. .” Rafayel murmurs out to mostly himself—reluctantly taking his finger from between your thighs.
Only for your dear boyfriend to pull off every layer of clothes in his way, leaving you in your glory of nakedness.
“Nghh-! Ho- honey! I- I. .” You gasp out, head tossing back from the feeling of his fingers dipping into your quivering hole easily due to the amount of slick you’ve produced.
Rafayel is on you once again, lips suckling at your neck while his fingers slides deeper and deeper into your pussy with a loud squealchh and sloshh of your velvety walls. Your toes curl up, ass arching from the sofa. Oooh, holy fuck. . his fingers reach so deep into your sopping cunt— slender yet long, easily prodding at your sweet spots until tear sprout in your eyes in ecstasy.
The effect of the aphrodisiac laced dessert has his body slowly becoming warmer with every passing second, it was all subtle and slow that he didn’t even recognize it until thoughts of lewd and provocative pleasuring you had plagued his mind. Rafayel kisses at your neck, fingers dragging and massaging your gory walls, fingers dipping and reappearing from your warmth.
“R- rafie’! —haaah. . I th- think you ate aphrodisiac chocolate. . —!” You manage to whimper out through your gasp and whines of pleasure, eyes rolling back promptly.
You’re stuttering over your words due to his fingers slamming deeper into your cunt, the palm of his hands spanking into your poor clit. God, that knot in your belly is alreadly tightening. Rafayel has always been good at using his fingers, and he loves abusing that power of his.
Rafayel curls his fingers, dragging his spit-soaked lips from your neck to your chin then to your swollen lips. He pants against your parted lips, dragging his tongue against the glistening skin of his lips.
“N- nghh— is that why I’ve be- been. . thinking of you all dayy?” He asks softly, eyes burning with lust.
At this point, you can barely respond to his somewhat of a question, weakly trying to fuck yourself on his fingers.
“Nnghh ohgod—! Fuckfuckfuckfuck! I think I’m Gonna cum. . Oooh, rafie’ I’m gonna cum!” You babble out, yelping out when his free hands rubs at your clit.
You can’t help it, you can’t help the way your velvety walls spasm and flutter around his two fingers— hot wet dashing in your eyes as you squirt from Rafayel fingers, the digits still pumping into your cunt with a loud squealch.
“Yesyesyesyes, cutie! Cum f’me, god you look so fucking cute. Iloveyouiloveyou. .” Rafayel murmur out, delving his fingers through your sloppy slit again, pushing his digits back into your pussy, eager to please.
You should be worry about him, since he is under a drug, but when he’s curling his fingers perfectly, the thought die as quickly as it appeared.
ᛝ ZAYNE
The sweet, sugary flavor of chocolate is obnoxiously bold on your tongue— the flavor is strong, intensely honeyed, expensive, and a hint of . . addictive warmth to it. As much as you attempt to swallow down the taste of chocolate, it still lingers on your tastebuds. Perhaps the flavor won’t vanish from your mouth because the sweet taste has already completely melted on Zayne’s tongue; syrupy, wet muscle dragging. . gliding. . and slowly smearing against yours in a dizzying manner, capturing you in a passionate yet sloppy kiss full of chemistry and overwhelming amount of desire.
It really hasn’t felt like hours has passed since Zayne left to the bakery. . but it has. Not too long ago, he left to the nearby bakery shop, one that you would often have numerous dates at, to pick up a sweet dessert for both you and him— but it’s becoming awfully worrying, he’s been gone for far too long. After countless missed text and calls from you, he finally managed to come back home, looking like he got insanely sick.
He’s been displaying unusual behaviors, you really could almost believe he really did came down with something; skin hot to the touch, brows furrowed as beads of sweat trickles down his forehead, lips parted to exhale warm breath, eyes blown out. Really, you almost believed that Zayne has a serve fever, but with how he’s nuzzling his nose into your neck. . lips tenderly pressing against warm flesh, this isn’t a regular sickness occurring.
“Haaah. . nngh, Z- zaynie’?” You gasp out lightly, a sweet shiver coursing through your body when his tongue drags along the sensitive skin of your neck.
“Fuckk. . wh- what’s gotten into y- you, honey. . ?” You breathe out between a soft moan, moaning in delight when he suckles on the skin of your neck. . leaving a pretty mark behind.
He’s quick to retract from the space between your shoulder; he pulls a muffled gasp when he tugs you into a hungry and desperate kiss— lovingly pressing kiss after kiss to your lips until they swell up. Noticeably, Zayne’s lips are warm agaisnt yours, it’s becoming addictive to have his body pressed so closely to yours. He drags his tongue along the skin of your lips, eagerly deepening the kiss— the chocolate flavor melting onto your tongue each time he drags his wet muscle against yours.
Being this flushed with Zayne, you can feel something pressing against your lower stomach. . oh. . his cock bobs in the restraints of his pants.
“Oohgod. .” Zayne pants against your lips, kissing your cheek softly.
“— I- I should have re- read the labels. .” He murmurs to mostly himself, hands sliding down to squeeze your hips tightly.
“Didn’t re- realize they added aph- aphrodisiac —nghh. . into the c- chocolate” Zayne breathes out, leaning down to slurp at your neck, hungrily and greedily.
He’s easily drawing moan after moan from your swollen lips, suckling, lapping, and kissing at the skin of your neck until pretty bruises bloom onto your skin. Zayne intensely inhales near your scent glands, drunk on your taste and smell. It seems that whatever thin restraint he was holding onto had completely snapped— hands gently carrying and pressing you close to his chest, silently carrying you to your shared bedroom.
Zayne softly kicks the door shut with his leg, laying you down aging the soft bed. . head facing the thick bulge in his pants. At this angle, you can we his cock pressed again his sculpted thigh, twitching and throbbing in need. You are so focused on unbuckling his pants upside down, you hadn’t realize your dear boyfriend was slowly parting your thighs— warm palm sprawled against your inner thigh.
“Haah. . l- let me. .” You murmur quietly, unzipping the zipper on his pants, whimpering softly when his thick and fat cock slaps agaisnt your cheek, splattering precum against your skin.
You grab at his legs softly, lips pressing a soft kiss to his bulbous tip, dragging your tongue to clear up the beads of arousal dripping everywhere. You wrap your lips around Zayne’s thick head, dragging your tongue in painfully slow circles on the underside of his cock. . sucking gently. He groans softly when you take more of his thick length into your hungry mouth, practicing tearing off your shorts and panties. . dragging a finger through your syrupy slit.
You let out a soft whimper, one of your hands letting go of Zayne’s thigh to wrap around his fat base— stroking his glistening thick, up and down.
“Haah— . . yo- your lips feel —nghh. . amazing, darling” he groans out between huffs and grunts of pleasure, lightly bucking his hips towards you mouth, causing you to gag as his cock dips deeper into your mouth.
“Mmhp. .” You moan around his length, moaning louder when he drags his tongue through your slick folds.
His tongue delves between your folds, dragging the wet muscles from your clit to your drooling hole— your arousal is thick on his mouth and tongue. You taste. . addictive, Zayne can’t get enough. And the way you attempt to take more of his cock into your mouth, quietly gagging and moaning around the length, it has him twitching in pleasure.
Zayne’s lips engulf your clit, suckling harshly on the swollen bud— the wet slurping sound filling the air. His tongue, fuckk, drags along the hoods of your clit, paired with the stimulation of sucking. . you are in heaven.
“Mmmhp—!” You moan around his cock, sending vibrations through his body— your hands around his base glides up and down, pumping his shaft faster.
His tongue flattens against your puffy clit, flicking up and down while he slowly rocks his hips, pushing his cock deeper into your aching mouth, pressing meanly against your throat. It’s overwhelming, the taste of Zayne’s precum. . salty yet tolerable. You can feel that knot in your lower belly, tangling harder and harder— the pleasure is delicious, his tongue just gliding and dragging through your sticky cunt.
“De- delicious. . Y- you taste sweet, my love” Zayne breathes out against your soppy folds, groaning against your clit when you hallow your mouth— cock bobbing and spewing tons of precum agaisnt your tongue.
You buck your hips, forcing yourself to take as much of Zayne’s length into your throat until you let out a gag, eyes glassy with tears.
“Nngh-! F- fuckk. .” He moans out your name, two finger pressing into your drooling hole. . stretching you out perfectly.
He’s bobbing and twitching violently now, balls twitching against your forehead, he’s so close. With a loud groan of your name, Zayne’s cock shoots ropes of cum down your throat, some trickling down the corner of your lips. You struggle to swallow the salty liquid, gagging and moaning around him.
With a loud, wet pop, Zayne’s cock glides from your mouth, numerous thin strings of arousal and spit connects between your lips and his cock. He presses his cock to your flushed cheek, fingers dragging against your gooey walls— eliciting a mewl from you.
“Mmhp. . Don’t squirm from m- me, my love. .” Zayne murmurs out when you squirm lightly, wrapping his lips around your clit again.
“Wa- wanna make you cum, darling” he whispers against your glistening clit, suckling hard.
You weakly buck your hips, eyes glistening in fat tears. You feel his cock bob against your cheek, swelling with blood. Fuckkk, you are in for a long night.
ᛝ SYLUS
That flavor is bold and obvious, meted completely onto your tongue. . sweet chocolate, yet you don’t recall having a taste of sugar today, the chocolate flavor wasn’t for me. It must be from the plush, spit glistening lips that are pressed firmly against yours. . that familiar sweet taste coating your mouth as a tongue glides against yours erotically. The sweetness of Sylus’s tongue, addictive and delicious, causes an abrupt wave of heat to course through your body. . pleasant and welcomed— causing you to moan against his lips.
Not too long ago, your dear boyfriend left to pick up delightfully sweet chocolate from the nearby bakery store for you to have, except. . he was away for an hour, not answering any of your texts or calls. You were about to leave the house to find Sylus, that was until he finally came back home— acting. . completely different, leaving the chocolate bar on the counter to be forgotten while his attention was quickly turned to you.
“Nnghh. . Y- you missed me that mu- much, honey?” You tease through battered breaths, whimpering softly when his tongue drags against the sensitive skin of your neck.
His lips are pressed firmly against yours, tongue darting to lap at your soft lip. Sylus is more hungry and selfish now, kissing you until your lips swell up. He hums softly, tongue smearing against your flesh in a dizzying manner— suckling marks into your skin until you shiver.
Lips drag against your neck, warm breath fanning on your skin. You aren’t given much of a response, besides the occasional groans from him— as if the taste of your flesh is enticing, sweet, subtle and so. . you. You tremble lightly when Sylus’s lips ghost over the specific point on your neck, shakily inhaling when he rolls his tongue against the skin.
“Mmhp. . you taste de- delicious, sweetie. .” Sylus murmurs against your neck, pressing you harder onto the bed.
Sylus positions himself between your thighs, lightly rolling his hips to grind himself against your warmth. In response, you wrap your thighs around his waist, tugging him closer as he laps and hungrily sucks hickies into your neck until it’s decorated in his mark. He presses kiss from your neck to your chin, one hand strongly, easily prying open your thighs from his waist.
Kiss after kiss, each one leading further down your body— causing you to shiver in anticipation. A kiss to your stomach, fingers hooking around the waistband of your garments— yanking it off within seconds, keeping your thighs wide as your panties stick to your glistening pussy. Normally, Sylus would take the time to tease you lightly for already being needy for him. . but he’s quiet now. . eyes burning in hunger.
Sylus presses your thighs over his broad shoulder, fingers splayed on your inner thighs to keep you exposed for him. You let out a quiet moan when he slowly drags his tongue against your clothed pussy, humming in delight at the taste of your juices soaking your panties.
“Ngh. . Syyy. .” You gasp out, hips buckling weakly toward his mouth.
He’s gentle at first, soft kisses to your clit, slowly dragging his tongue against your slick folds through the soaked fabric, peppering a soft kiss to your thigh. It’s until the taste of you, sweet and tangy, has him dragging your panties to the side. Sylus doesn’t waste a second, hastily delving his tongue though your parted folds, tongue smearing against your puffy clit— drawing out a loud whimper from you.
Without thinking, your hips roll into his mouth, body searching and leaning into the pleasure Sylus gives.
“Oh fuck— . . sylus!” You gasp out, hands finding the silver strands, pulling softly to guide him closer to your pussy.
You can help the way your body bucks and rolls, back arching from the bed.
“Haah— y- you taste so, kitten. .” He murmurs against your engorged clit, voice muffled by the bud.
Glancing between your thighs, you can see the slight sheen on his chin and around his mouth, your sticky arousal coating his skin— he didn’t seem to mind. That chocolate, Sylus is completely aware what it did to him. Aphrodisiac, he felt the heat creeping through his body earlier ago, it was subtle enough to drown out. . but now— the hunger for you has completely clouded his mind.
Mindlessly, Sylus laps at your sopping pussy, drinking up your juices like it’s the only thing that can ground him.
“— mmhp. . so tasty” Sylus finishes, the obscure squelching sound of his lips engulfing your clit before suckling on it as if it was candy.
Your thighs twitch from the stimulation, that wave of heat in your stomach bubbles and become more and more noticeably intense with each passing second. A gentle tug to his hair, pulling him closer to your cunt, that delicious nose pressed against your swollen clit— he moans into your cunt, genuine and sincere, not a hint of shame could be found in his expression. Sylus tongue licks a wide, fast, hungry stripe up your cunt, drawing circles onto your twitching clit.
Sylus is starved, lips latched onto your sticky clit, sucking hard while he tongue smears against the hood of your clit, shaking his head side to side— the embarrassingly loud slurping sound filling the room. Your jaw drops, only a breathless moan can stumble from your lips.
“Oh god! S- sy’. . ‘M soo close” you gasp out, strings of moans being yanked from you.
“Y- yea, cum for me, kitten. God I wanna taste your delicious juices” he sighs out onto your clit, tongue firmly dragging through your folds, plunging his tongue into your quivering hole.
He fucks his tongue into your hole, grip tightening on your thighs when you jump and tremble.
“Sylus!” You squeal out, planting your legs onto the bed, your lower body arching.
“Don’t squirm, kitten. Just let me. .” Sylus can’t even finish his sentence, gliding his tongue through your ruined pussy.
That raspy tone in his face, completely drunk over the taste of you, just you.
“Cum for more, sweetie. Let me ta- taste your essence” he murmurs, engulfing your clit, sucking hard as he hollows his mouth to create the perfect suction that has you tossing your head back.
The heat in your lower belly explodes, causing you to let out a loud moan of his name, gushing around nothing. Sylus is quick to smear his tongue against your pussy, drinking up your sweetness until you jolt from the overwhelming stimulation. You lightly squirm when he doesn’t pull away from your stimulated cunt, lapping hungrily as he drags you closer to overstimulation.
“Stay still, I haven’t had my fill of you yet, sweetie. . ”he whispers out, only gaining a weak sob as he slurps through your sopping folds.
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there’s a lull in time in the mornings for xavier. the moments where he wakes up before you, before the day begins as the sunlight bleeds through the curtains, the first birds beginning to chirp and cars beginning to drive.
he feels you before he sees you, eyes still closed as he squeezes his arms around your figure, making sure you were still in his embrace. your warmth makes his lips tug upwards ever so slightly, a tiny breath of satisfaction leaving his nose. he listens to your soft snores, your even breathing and the softest noises you make in your sleep.
when he opens his eyes he feels his stomach flip, the way it always does when he sees you. the curve of your lips, your messy hair, the twitch in your nose, your furrowed brows.
so beautiful, he thinks, he fights the urge to trace your features with his finger, not wanting to disturb your peace. xavier watches you for a minute or two, memorizing everything about you like he’s done every morning since the two of you began dating. he knows your every mole, every freckle, acne scar, stretch mark. he knows it all, and loves it more and more with every passing second.
you stir slightly, flipping on your side and burying your head into his chest, nose now squishes against his pec as you fall back into a deep sleep. xavier smiles, grateful you can’t hear how his heart pounds in his chest even after all these years.
xavier watches you for a while longer, loving the way the sunlight caught your hair, finally giving in and brushing a strand behind your ear. he smiles widely when you unconsciously lean into his touch, even asleep you still gravitate towards him.
when you finally wake up, xavier closes his eyes, pretending to be asleep. he can picture the triumphant smile on your face, the way your sleepy eyes slowly fill with life and love as you come-to.
“you still sleeping?” you whisper, voice slightly raspy. xavier stirs, fighting back a smile as he flutters his eyes open, feigning exhaustion.
“g’morning starlight,” he mumbles, half his face still squished against the pillow.
“i woke up before you today,” you grin, placing a kiss to his cheek before settling back into his arms, “so you have to make me breakfast.”
“you did,” he hums out, closing his eyes again as he scoots even closer to you, your legs intertwining with his. “what do you want for breakfast today?”
he has your mannerisms and facial expressions etched into his mind and heart, knowing the thoughtful pout you had on your lips. one eye opens slightly, the exact expression on your face, he smiles.
when you finally give your reply with a smile xavier hums in approval, placing a kiss to your forehead before snuggling with you for a moment longer. he lets the moment settle into his body.
xavier loves mornings.
a/n: small soft xavier drabble :3 I didn’t wanna study for histo so i did this instead :P i hope u guys liked it !!
I have an idea and yr the only one I trust to actually pull it off but yk how kyo gets cuteness aggression from his members? What do we think about a fix with kyo getting cuteness aggression from the reader (like she starts doting on him and he does it back tenfold)
I lowk read this in a book so I was hoping you could help me out here 👉👈
Keeho Mini: Sleepy Baby
Pairing: Keeho x reader
Genre: Sickly sweet fluff, kinda cringe but THATS THE VIBE
Word count: 700+
Authors notes: yall know I love me my fluff but writing this was lowkey hard😭😭 like expressing the violent feelings you get from someone being so cute is more difficult than i thought... also I don't think I followed the request to a tee but thank u for trusting me with your request I hope I delivered! (Also not proofread whoops)
When Keeho arrived to your apartment he let himself in with the key you'd recently given him (his most prized possession), and found you in your room passed out.
You were buried under a pile of blankets, your and your stuffed bears head (the one he bought you) poking barely through.
He immediately pulled out his phone to take a picture of the adorable scene with the tiniest grin. He stood for a moment just taking in how cute you looked, and he couldn't help but slowly and oh-so carefully plant a soft kiss on your forehead.
He mumbled a quiet, "Sleepy baby..." and left your room to chill in the living room.
An hour later he heard the door of your room creek open and he lifted his head from where he was lying on the couch to see your figure emerge down the hall.
He sat up so fast that his phone slipped from his hand.
You padded over to him slowly, drowning in a way too big hoodie, hair sticking in 12 different directions, cheeks puffy and red.
You rubbed your eyes with the back of your hand to clear your vision and they focused on Keeho. His eyes were wide open, mouth slightly parted and you furrowed your brows at his expression.
"Oh my god...." he mumbled out.
"Hi Kyo..."
His lower lip jutted out at your sleepy voice as you stumbled the rest of the way to him. You crawled into his lap without hesitation.
Keeho immediately cages you between his body and arms and lets out a huff of frustration, squeezing his eyes shut.
“I’m literally gonna cry, why are you so cute—”
You mumbled in a tiny voice, half-asleep, “’m cold…”
That really did it for him.
He clenched his arms around you tight, squeezing so hard that you choked on your breath.
“Keeho—!” you wheezed.
“I CAN’T HELP IT,” he said through gritted teeth. “YOU’RE TOO CUTE AND I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO.”
You tapped his shoulder weakly. “Baby… can’t… breathe…”
He froze. Then loosened his grip slightly.
“Sorry,” he whispered into your shoulder, voice cracking from how overwhelmed he was. “You’re just so— you came out looking like a baby penguin, and then you just climbed into my arms— how else am supposed to react?”
You smile at his words, cheeks puffing up extra and all it does is trigger another episode.
He cupped your cheeks aggressively tender and stared at you with stars in his eyes.
“You’re gonna kill me one day,” he muttered. “Actually kill me. One day I’m just gonna drop dead from how cute you are and you’re gonna have to explain it to everyone.”
He surged forward and pressed a kiss to your cheek, and then another. And another. And another. They came in rapid succession, each one drawing breathy laughs out of you.
“I— just can't— help it,” he mumbled between kisses, peppering along your cheekbone, your jaw, the corner of your mouth. “You're laughing but I’m seriously losing my mind—”
You let out a sleepy giggle, hands coming up to rest weakly against his wrists. “Keeho…” you were enjoying the affection but your cheeks were seriously starting to hurt.
He ignored your protests in favor of brushing quick kisses across your nose, your eyelids, your temple, each one making you feel lighter despite how heavy your body felt with sleep. He kissed your forehead last, holding it there for a second longer, breathing you in deep. "You smell so good."
"My cheeks hurt."
He chuckles at your words and kisses your puckered lips, and finally releases your cheeks. They're even redder than before and he rubs them with his fingers apologetically.
"Sorry about all that... I don't know what overcame me."
You blink at him, still a little dazed, lips pushed out in a tiny pout.
“You don't say...” you mumble.
You didn’t have the energy to tease him further so you just melted into his warmth, and his arms tightened possessively.
“Hey,” he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your temple. “Go back to sleep. I’ll hold you.”
“Mm,” you hummed, already drifting, “okay…”
He smiles against your hair, burying his face in your neck and lulling you back to sleep with soft kisses and whispered compliments.
HI! i’ve literally never requested anything before so not sure how this works 😵💫 but i love ur mini’s so much & wanted to request one with intak! <3 fluff, not sure what the premise should be tho. i think ‘sleepy fluff’ is always really cute? like slurred words, cuddles etc! (for example after concert night) but do ur own thing with it :D I HOPE I DID THIS CORRECTLY LOL BUT LIKE I SAID i love ur account + writing!!
Intak Mini: Peace
Pairing: Intak x reader (Established relationship)
Genre: Tooth-aching fluff
Word count: 900
Authors note: Thank you so much for reading and supporting my work!! I've been itching to write something like this so I really enjoyed it!
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When the door opens, your eyes drift away from the book on your lap to Intak as he shuffles through. His shoulders are slumped, hair slightly messy as he fumbles to close it shut. When he turns to face you snuggled up on the couch, he smiles tired but soft, and your chest squeezes at the sight.
“Hi, my love.” you say gently.
He stalks over to you, blink-heavy and slow, letting the words wash over him. “Hm…” he murmurs at the sound of the sweet voice hes been waiting to hear all night. “Hi…” His voice is low, slightly hoarse, and each syllable drags just a little.
You set your book aside, making space for him on the couch. “How was the concert?”
He shuffles over, his movements lazy and uncoordinated, but he still manages to lean into you as he sits. His head lolls slightly onto your shoulder, and you can feel the warmth radiating from him. You can’t help but chuckle softly.
“Long day?” you ask, threading an arm around him to play lazily with his hair.
“Mhm,” he hums against your neck at the sensation, burying his face into the curve of your shoulder. “It was good… the fans had so much energy.. I’m so tired.” he slurs, words slightly tangled in exhaustion.
You smile down at him.
“I’m kind of surprised you came over even this tired.” you murmur, brushing a stray strand of hair from his forehead.
He lifts his head just enough to peek at you with those big, droopy eyes and pouty lips. “I’ve been thinking about being with you the whole day.” he says, each word dripping with affection.
Your heart melts so completely that it’s almost painful. “Intak…” you whisper, voice thick with warmth. You press your forehead to his briefly, letting him feel how completely adored he is. “My sweet boy.”
He hums softly, nuzzling back against you. “I just needed you.” he murmurs, voice low and lazy.
You chuckle softly, brushing your fingers through his messy hair. “Do you want to get changed and go to bed?” you ask, tilting your head to look at him.
He nods slowly against you, eyes half-lidded, still dazed, hair sticking up in the cutest, messy way where you had been playing with it earlier. “Mhm… yeah.” he mumbles.
You laugh at the sight, heart swelling. His tired face, big puppy eyes, and that slightly spaced-out expression are making you ache with cuteness aggression. You reach up, gently rubbing his cheek, your thumb brushing over the soft skin. You then press a quick, tender kiss to the tip of his nose.
“Come on, sleepyhead.” you whisper, tugging him upright. He grins, all gummy and sweet, his eyes sparkling just a little despite the exhaustion, and leans into your affection with a soft hum of contentment.
You lead him toward your room, fingers intertwined as he trails behind you with a shuffle.
Once you settle onto the mattress, you look up to see Intak tugging off his clothes with clumsy movements. You can’t help but laugh quietly as he reaches for one of the hoodies you stole from him weeks ago, and tugs it over his head.
When he turns to find you already waiting for him, you can practically see the hearts in his eyes. Without a second thought, he crawls into bed beside you and immediately gravitates toward your comfort.
You barely have time to blink before he’s cuddled right into your side, his arm slung over your waist, one leg thrown over yours, trying to make sure not even an inch of space remains between you. He buries his face into the crook of your neck, his breath warm and deep against your skin.
You can feel the weight of his body settle, the exhaustion reaching its peak as he exhales a long, heavy sigh.
Then, in a drowsy mumble, his voice low and velvety, he says, “You smell so good…”
You laugh softly, a giddy feeling spreading through you. “Do I?” you tease gently, brushing your fingers through his hair.
He hums in sleepy agreement, nuzzling in closer. “Mhm like… home.”
Your breath catches for a second at how tenderly he says it. Overwhelmed with love, you press a soft kiss to the top of his head, feeling him relax even further against you.
His cold fingers slip under the hem of your t-shirt until his whole hand was rubbing gently against your waist. You tug gently at the roots of his hair, the action quickly followed by his sleepy whiny moans. He tries to tug you even closer, but it's impossible.
“You’re so clingy Intakki.” You feel him press a kiss against your neck and you shudder slightly at the sensation. He doesn't deny it.
You can feel his movements start to still against your stomach and you peek down at him to find his eyes already on you. They’re half closed, and they flutter with the weight of sleep, but he keeps fighting them open.
“Sleep, my love.” You whisper.
He smiles against your skin, his lips brushing your collarbone in the lightest caress before he mumbles, “I love you princess.” and then his breathing evens out completely.
You tighten your arm around him, feeling his heartbeat steady against your side. The quiet fills the room like a lullaby, and you smile to yourself, running your hand through his hair one last time.
If pure peace had a form, it would be this. His warmth, his sleepy mumbling, and the way he clings to you like he never wants to let go.
➨ warnings: pervert panty stealing jooyeon.. mentions of somnophilia and edging because i love it #Sawry
➨ a/n: this was lowk written for my babi @xdeez-75 i love you so much (•ᴗ<˶)✧₊ writing things like this makes me realize how much of an actual FREAK i am like forreal.!! lmk if y’all want more hc like these :3
loser bf jooyeon who.. trips over his own feet when he tries to act nonchalant in front of you, and ends up in near tears trying to make you pay attention to literally ANYTHING else
loser bf jooyeon who.. has the absolute WORST taste in clothing. you’re basically his stylist at this point, and his thief since all you do is steal half his closet. but he loves it when he gets them back and they smell like you
loser bf jooyeon who.. acts like he’s “locked in” during practice, bass in his lap and amp turned up all the way (or as loud as you let him), just for him to be watching random youtube videos on his laptop
loser bf jooyeon who.. sees a single vegetable in the meal that you made him and fights for his absolute life to finish to no matter what, because his love for you is stronger than his hatred for greens
loser bf jooyeon who.. sends you long voice messages instead of texting you because he “gets distracted” (he really just misses you and hates when he can’t call you)
loser bf jooyeon who.. HATES when you’re mad at him, he feels so sad even though it was definitely his fault :< will sulk until you forgive him, and will definitely make you forget why you were even mad in the first place
loser bf jooyeon who.. acts cocky all the time, like he KNOWS he’s attractive, but completely melts into his hands when you compliment him
loser bf jooyeon who.. tries to be a good boyfriend and bake for you but FAILS. nearly burns down the kitchen and gets a really long scolding from jungsu
loser bf jooyeon who.. stays up all night playing video games, specifically leave league of legends, and then pretends to have slept when you text him good morning just so you don’t yell at him >.<
loser bf jooyeon who.. can’t help but cum in his pants everytime you guys make out. you’re so hot and he can’t take it when you’re grinding on him :[
loser bf jooyeon who.. pouts when you scold him for his late-night gaming, but secretly loves the attention. he just nuzzles his head into your neck, murmuring how your voice is the only thing that could ever make him hard enough to beg you to ride his cock until he fills you up
loser bf jooyeon who.. wakes up hard every morning. normal for guys right? wrong. for him, the second he wakes up and feels you next to him, your thin sleeping wear lifting up in all the right places, he’s fighting back a moan in his throat and doing everything in his power not to fuck you in that state
loser bf jooyeon who.. has stolen your panties so many times, you stopped keeping count of how many have gone “missing” since you started dating him. he felt wrong and dirty for it at first, but how dirty could it be when you’re his girlfriend? when you’re not home, he can spend hours jerking himself off into the fabric til it’s basically nothing, just a frail piece of lace covered in his own cum dripping down his hand
loser bf jooyeon who.. can edge himself for hours if you asked him to. he’s been crying and whimpering into his own fist in his hotel room while you’re watching from your phone screen, thousands of miles away. he’s just so good and obedient, and wants to please you in any way. maybe you’ll tease him a little longer, you’ll finally let him finish ;3
loser bf jooyeon who.. had no clue about his size kink until he met you. your first time together, his mouth was left open in shock seeing your hands barely being able to wrap around him, let alone take him entirely.
loser bf jooyeon who.. could spend hours between your thighs if you let him. his knees digging into the mattress of his messy bed, hands gripping onto your hips to push you down and keep you close so you don’t move. his tongue his constantly switching from sucking on your clit to prodding your hole, never letting you get used to a single feeling at once. you lift his head by his hair, his eyes are glossed over and lips dripping from your heat. but he only has one mission: to make you squirt on his tongue.
story summary - In which your boyfriend has a bit of a corruption kink.
pairings - Christopher Chahn Bahng "Bang Chan" x reader
contains - sweet chan, corruption kink, smut, p in v, fingering, oral (m. receiving), slight degradation, established relationship, pervy chan if you squint, FREAK BANG CHAN, freaky reader if you squint, they're both down bad, he's still gentle though, hyperfem reader, it's not that bangchan is like emo or anything he just isn't sparkly lime the reader, reader is a virgin, first time sex, virginity loss, porn no plot, a little bit of fluff
notes - MDNI, first stray kids fic ahhhh, based on a poll! Please ignore mistakes I type really fast so my writing gets ruined
To be fair, Chris doesn't know he has a corruption kink. He doesn't just go around flaunting it. He didn't choose to have it. Well, not until he got with you.
You, his sweet girl. Literally, you wore perfume that smelled like candy, heels to the grocery store, lipgloss to the gym.And he liked that, he thought you dressed cute, he liked the way you curled your hair, the way you giggled at everything.
And he hated the way he wanted to ruin you. He wanted to destroy you for everyone else, he wanted to make you into his little fuck toy.
Of course, he had never acted on these fantasies, he couldn't. You were a virgin, and he wasn't so possessed that he would take that moment from you.
So he waited. Waited until your 5 month anniversary, when you got home from your date, and you were sitting on the foot of the bed, staring up at him.
"I'm ready to have sex."
You're so fucking blunt.
Chris's eyes widened as he took in your words.
"Are you sure? You're ready? Like now?"
You nodded, placing your hands on his hips which made his breath hitch.
"I'm sure, I want this. I want you to be my first."
He nodded, taking a breath before crouching down to your eye level.He kisses you, soft, slowly.
You respond eagerly, arms wrapping around his neck.
Without breaking the kiss, he pushed you back on the bed, crawling above you.
His lips moved down to your neck, the kisses becoming more rough and urgent.
He met your breasts, taking his large hand and tugging your dress straps down your chest.
He wanted to grope and bite your tits. He wanted to watch them bounce around but he had to wait. He needed to at least wait to get his dick in you.
He pressed little kisses all around your cleave, taking off your bra.
Your nipples stiffened once the cool air hit them. Chris looked up as his fingers met your nipple, watching your face scrunch in pleasure as he tugs and twists.
Before you can even react properly, his lips are making a trail down your stomach to the top of your panties.White with a little rose on the front.
They're so cute. You're so cute. He can't believe himself.
His nose presses against your clothed clit, causing you to gasp softly.
He can smell your arousal and it's driving him fucking insane.
He tugs your panties down to your ankles, eyes closing in on your pussy.
Untouched, wet, and perfect. That's how he would describe it, he looked up at you, kissing your lips as he slipped in his middle finger. You gasped eyes flicking down to the point of action.
"Shh, just relax and let me take care of you."
He cooed, his fingers slipping in and out of you.
He watched your walls clench around the invading digit, so tight and it was just his finger. He tried to slip in a second, but it took some work.
"Is this the first time someone touches you like this?"
You nod frantically.
"You've never even touched yourself?"
"Just once, in high school. I rubbed my clit... and I rode my pillow once."
"Did you cum?"
"No... I couldn't."
"Do you think I can make you cum?"
He asked as he pushed in a third.
You gasp, moaning into his shoulder.
"Mmm, yes! Fuck yes"
He smirked, fingers pumping into your vigorously, thumb rubbing tight circles on your clit.
"Then do it. Cum, cum on my fingers baby."
And who were you to disobey?
You came on his fingers, burying your face in his shoulder as you did.
His fingers pulled out with a wet pop, and pulled him to his mouth to clean.
"Taste so fuckin' good baby... you need more?"
You nod, holding him close.His fingers took your chin, forcing you to look at him.
"Use your words."
"Need more Chris... need you to fuck me.. please?"
Your voice was like honey, so sweet and smooth.
And he couldn't wait to gear you scream his name.
He undid his belt, sliding his pants and boxers off.
One word to describe his dick? Big.So fucking big.
He pumped himself a few times before moving the tip to your clit.
He circled it teasingly, then dragged the tip up and down your folds.
You whined, hands gripping his shoulder.
"Please Chris..."
He smiled, but it wasn't pure, it was corrupt.
He pushed in the tip, causing you to arch against him. He kept pushing, inch by inch, letting you cling to him.
"Chris! 's too big! It won't fit!"
Chris used one hand to pin your hands above your head, and the other to spread your folds wider, taking him deeper.
"You can take it. You will take it. Because you wanna be my good girl right? You want me to fuck you properly?"
You nod, taking deep breath as you let him in.
He finally got all the way in, but he gave you a second to adjust.
Then, he set a slow, delicate pace, careful to not overwhelm you. He need to make this perfect for you.
But when your walls squeezed him, and he looked at your face etched in pleasure and glittery makeup, he couldn't be patient.His pace got quicker, his thrusts got more brutal.
You called out his name, tits bouncing with every movement.
"You like that baby? You like when I fuck you rough?"
You nodded.
Chris let out a dark chuckle.
"So is that what you want? To be fucked like a whore? Cause I can do that baby."
He hand moved to you nape, adding just enough pressure to make you feel how bad he wanted you.
His pelvis crashed into yours with each thrust.
You liked this. You liked the way he fucking you. You need to take him deeper, so you spread your legs, trying to open up more.
"Chris... deeper, go deeper."
You cried.
Chris smirked, pulling out abruptly before flipping you onto all fours.
With your ass now facing him, he slammed back in, fucking you from behind.
You moaned at the new angle, words turning into incoherent babbles.
"Am I the only who can fuck you like this?"
He asked, hands gripping your hips. You couldn't speak, just moaned.
That's when Chris smacked your ass, fisting a hand on your hair and tugging your head back.
"I asked you a fucking quesiton."
You screamed at the sudden aggressiveness.
"Yes fuck! Only you! Your the only one who can fuck me like this!"
"That's a good girl."
He praised, hand slipping in between your bodies to rub your clit.
"Chris... baby, baby I feel... I can't- mmm..."
"You're gonna cum baby, let it happen, cum on my dick."
Your orgasm came over you quickly. But Chris couldn't help you ride it out. Because if he did, he'd cum and as much as he wanted to claim you, he didn't want to force you into anything. He pulled out, flipping you onto you back and pulling your head up, rubbing his red tip on your lips.
"Say 'ah' Baby. Open up f'me"
"But I've never-"
"Doesn't matter. I trust you, I know you'll do great."
You opened your mouth wide, letting him push his dick in.
When you felt him hit the back of your throat, you wrapped your lips around him.
He groaned, throwing his head back as he gripped you hair into a ponytail, moving your mouth against him.
"That's it baby... just like that. Suck me dry."
He watched as your pretty pink lipgloss smeared all over his giant cock, and it made him so crazy.
"Fuck baby... I'm gonna cum... you gonna swallow it?"
You let out a strangled sound around him in response.
He'll take that as a yes.
Before you knew it, his warm cum was slipping into your throat, you tried to swallow as much as you could, but you did choke some out.
He lifted you up into his lap, kissing you all over. "You did so good for me sweet girl..."
Little does he know, this one night was going to change you forever.
From this moment on, you can't be fucked the same. You need his fat cock, need him to hit it from behind, need to be degraded by him.
tags: bf!jungsu x sub!fem!reader, oral sex, anal play, ass eating, pet names, usage of restraints | 18+
You’re kneeling on the mattress, wrists bound to the headboard with a silk black tie - not too tight just enough to remind you that Jungsu has won, and tonight he’s welcome to do whatever he pleases.
To make whatever fantasy he’s been hiding come to life.
Your back arches instinctively as he leans in again, his breath grazing the inside of your thigh before his slick mouth follows. A deep hum vibrates against your pussy lips and the sound alone makes your pulse skip, but more than that - it has your muscles twitch, silently begging.
“You’re shaking, baby,” Jungsu says behind you.
He sounds soft, like he’s in awe by the view your arched spine and separated thighs have been providing him with for the past fifteen minutes.
And he truly is.
He watches you with eyes utterly focused, hungry, as his hands stay possessive on your ass, holding you open like you’re his meal.
“I’m… I’m so close,” you mewl, the side of your face pressed against the pillow. “I need it, please…”
Jungsu’s fingers knead at the softness of your butt cheeks, spreading you a little more.
You feel every inch of you so exposed in this position… especially while his saliva is slowly trickling all the way down your thighs.
“But I still haven’t gotten what I want the most, baby,” he responds quietly; close enough to feel his hot breath on your fluttering entrance, but not enough to satisfy your desire for relief.
Then, his lips press again, making your breath hitch as his tongue, long and swift, drags in between your slick folds.
He traces few more shapes, few more calculated patterns, and your shoulders twitch as you try to move - to pull his head closer, to close your thighs around him, to do anything that would keep his mouth moving and let you finally have it.
But your wrists remain tied, holding you in place. Meanwhile, his tongue leaves your folds - not vanishing, just moving up. Then, pausing onto your back hole.
“Jungsu!” You squeal. “That’s… t-that’s—”
Gross.
But the word stumbles in your throat, and you swallow it, moaning immediately after.
You didn’t expect him to go this far, at least not like this. But when his mouth finds the new ground, he claims it, causing heat to bloom across your skin like wildfire.
His muscled tongue explores the new area with purpose and quiet confidence, not hesitating to twirl against your tight hole, to put some light pressure as it clenches underneath.
The swift motions have your eyes rolling back to your skull.
“That’s what I’ve been wanting to do for a really long time now… I’ve earned it, didn’t I?” Jungsu murmurs with deeper voice as he pauses to take a breath. He licks his shiny, puffy lips, gaze locked on your behind. “Your ass is so pretty…” He guides his fingertips up, slow and slick. “So sexy.”
He doesn’t rush. Just circles the tight spot patiently, drawing out a guttural sound from your throat. Because… at the same time, his other hand moves with even bigger intent, slipping two digits through your pussy walls.
“Fuck—“ you groan, face buried in the pillow.
The room is now filled with nothing but your cries, the lewd squelching of your cunt as Jungsu’s fingers pump deeply in the perfect rhythm.
“Please…” you mewl; cheeks burning from embarrassment. Voice cracking from the nearing high. “Do it again…”
“Do what?”
You can’t see it but you hear it - his teasing, sly smile.
Your hands tug frustratingly at the restraints. “Just do it, please!”
A low chuckle slips from your boyfriend’s lips, a brief “cute,” as he settles a hand on one cheek to open you for his mouth. His fingers, curled the way you like, keep moving toward your g-spot as his long experienced tongue bumps into your hole once again. The sensational warm waves return, stimulating each nerve in your body until they all completely wash over you.
a.note ! hope you enjoyed just as much as he did his meal… :’)
— stray kids!ot8 x fem reader in which this is what i think each member would react if you ask them for a kiss only for you to push your gum from your mouth them. basically just you being freaky them matching it.
content warning: this piece is not entirely explicit but still has fairly suggestive contents, so please proceed with caution in mind that i did write stray kids here a little freakier. might them be. little out of character, but meh. i want my guys freak. 16+ ahead
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— christopher bang chan is just as freak as you. to be honest, i don't think he would really mind you asking him for a kiss just saw you could push the gum on your mouth to his. his forehead would crease for awhile, confused for a bit. masking his freakiness for with a confuse "what? wait what was that for?" when he is already chewing on the gum inside his mouth. he would stare at you for a couple of minutes, trying to absorbed what you just did, and when he does, he would even lean back again to peck a kiss on your lips back but he would never, ever gonna spat the gum out until he could no longer taste the sweetness of your saliva on the gum you just passed him down.
— lee 'lee know' minho is a nonchalant one. i wouldn't really think he would freak out with. you asking for him to lean over, thinking it was just your usual antics, asking him for a kiss. but instead, you pulling him on his collar for a slight aggressive kiss and pushing your gum into his mouth. and when you pull away, he would look at you as if you did something so disgusting, forehead frowning but his jaw is actually chewing on the bubble gum you just passed him down. even though his face says he doesn't like it, rest assured his hands are fisting so hard trying not return the favor you just did to him.
— seo changbin is really really sweet. he's much more of a vanilla type if you'd ask me honestly, but he's also has this side where in he indulges you on whatever freakiness you gave him. so when you aaked him to leab closer he did, expecting much more of a kiss and he wasn't disappointed. “a gum?” he would ask chewing on it as if it was just a normal thing for you to do. answering him with “yup, my jaw hurts already i've been chewing gum for the past hour. it's my 5th one.” and he would just nod as a response. he would chew on the gum for the next 15 minutes and when ut's tasteless he would throw it and ask you for another one, but not in very normal way, asking you to chew on first and let you pssed it down to him using your mouth.
— hwang hyunjin is very cocky. he's the freakiest of them all. this is the kind of things he is into, very much so if it involves you. so when you had the courage to ask him to lean over thinking it was just you being clingy and kisses him on the lips, he let you. but then the mouth he felt your tongue pushing something inside his mouth, his arms immediately pulled you closer by your waist, not wanting for you to pull away even an inch. he'd used his very skillfull tongue to play with gum inside your mouth, occassionally pressing it against the roof of your mouth earning soft sound from you. and when he pulled away finally, a smirked if etched on his face, saying “you're so freaky, today. i like that.”
— han jisung is a blushing mess. not because he's not used to you heing freaky or anything in that sort. it's just that whenever you do, his heart is leaping out of his chest. he loved it so much he doesn't know how to express it other than being a blushing mess. take it to a sample where you said you have a gift to him, which by the way isn't new at all. gifting for the both of you has been a stable love language. thinking it was just maybe a new shirt, a new hoodie, or new set of flannel shirt he liked the most, but no it's not. you asked him to sit beside you, heart beating so fast when you started leaning in and kissing him on the lips that made him melt against you. it was sweet he thought, but oh so he was wrong because the moment your tongue moved, forcing it's way to his mouth and pushing the gum inside his mouth made him a whining mess. he could feel the heat rising up from his chest to his face and he knows he must be looking like a tomato right now, but who cares. if he should be acting like a baby burd being fed by it's mom from the mouth, he would gladly be so.
— lee felix yongbok knows you way too much. he knows what you likes, food, habits, movies, books, genres, anything you likes, even down to the nastiest thoughts you have, rest assured he knows it. it was the last piece of gum the package has and he unintensionally ate it which made you frow because it was your favorite brand. he didn't really intented for you to get sad about it, but it made him a little guilty. he much knows how you ease your anxiety amd he ate the very lst one. he saw how your face frowned so in order to make up for the little mistake he did, felix leaned forward, pushing the chewed gum between his lips and saw how your face lit up in excitement causing him to chuckle in between your kiss when you finally leaned it. he thought you were just going to peck a kiss on his lips after he passed down the gum but the kissed became a little aggressive ending up with you biting his lips as you pull away. it's cute how little gestures from him makes your mood change easily.
— kim seungmin is mean and a manace. he doesn't easily fold when it comes to giving you what you wanted. unlike his hyungs and I.N who basically would spoil you rotten, seungmin makes it his mission for you to work on things you wanted from him. even if it's the slightest kiss you wanted. he wants you to earn it. he just loves it when your face frowns into frustrations until you act on your own. just like one time when he continuously avouding your kisses made you so frustrated and angry you grab him by the collar of his shirt, crashed your lips against him with force and he doesn't pull away. at least he thinks you deserve it after teasing you so much but you wouldn't be satisfied with that so you pushed your gum inside his mouth before you pull away. his face will grimaced as he felt the gum on his tongue complaining. “ew, jagi— that's nasty!” he would say which made you laugh but seungmin doesn't spit the gum out.
— yang jongin is very clingy. he's the type of partner to openly receive whatever you gave him, everything, even half eaten foods like lollipops and all. he isn't very picky in general but he's a lot open when it comes to you. so when you called for him, complained that your jaws are hurting from chewing your nth gum of the day i.n never hesitates to lean forwards, like a baby bird asking for the food to its mama. you'd smile, gladly leaning forward, kissing him on his lips first sweet and mellow before forcing your tongue on his mouth and pushing the gum inside. i.n would take it without any complaints, hum against it as soon as he could taste the sweetness of the gum mixed with your saliva. pulled away as if he didn't did one of the nastiest thing you could ever give him and continued working on something on his phone while chewing on your gum.
a/n: guys i just turned 200 followers last night, and i'm at 300 right now. AAAAAAAAAAA. you guys grew up so fast i can't even. so to celebrate this little achievement, here's a small blurbo for everyone of you to consume. mwaa! i hope you guys like this one as much as you do on my regular updates! HAPPY 300! < 3. also just want you guys to know my requests are open, so if you have something in mind you think i could write for you, feel free to slide in my ask box < 3
seeing that trend on TikTok where wives ask their police husbands/partners to chase them to see if they can out run them in a pursuit had you thinking you’d try that with your husband.
RE9!Leon was a cop once, even if it was for only a day. He went through the training at the academy. He still works out even if he hates it and makes his body ache all over. He’s still a top agent at the DSO! But he’s also getting on in years. He’s not as young as he once was and after many years of fighting bio-weapons and crazy, greedy corporations, surely you might have a chance at out running him?
Right?
so you ask your husband if he was willing to try. Being the massive sap for his spouse, RE9!Leon gives in after some much needed persuasion (aka: lots of begging and kisses). Now here you are, running like a madman down the empty suburban street late at night cause you just had to do it right then and now.
RE9!Leon gives you a 20 second head start (because let’s be honest you need it) before he takes off in a sprint. You chance a look over your shoulder and squeal in surprise at how quickly he’s gaining on you. You force yourself to run faster, all the while RE9!Leon is right behind you. You try and dodge him by weaving around the cars parked on the side of the road or by turning a corner, but it’s no use!
He’s got you pinned to his massive chest with his muscular arms wrapped around your waist. You’re laughing and panting as he swings you around as if you weigh nothing. His breath fans across the back of your neck as he tries to catch his breath.
RE9!Leon might think this trend was a little silly, but seeing you happy and laughing in his arms right now? Well it might have been worth it after all.
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