I love love love ur writing 💞 esp "more," I never rly thought I was into spanking but that shit Changed me
!!! i don't know when this was sent but i've been mia for a while so i'm sorry it took me a while to see this.
thank you so much 🖤 i'm very happy if you could find something new you enjoy in my writing! exploring the submissive aspect is very fun so i could do more with that in the future~ burnout is a bitch
welcome back!! great to see you're posting again/answering asks ❤️
oh thank you 🥺 i didn't think anyone noticed honestly. i've had such bad writer's block i can't even form texts properly sksjdsj but this made me happy c:
kun: would hardly hesitate to decline upon hearing you utter the word. it simply isn't in the cards for him. he's the one doing the fucking, not taking it
ten: i see him being rather adventurous, as he's very open-minded. with a little bit of persuasion i think he'd allow some poking around, but anything further would depend on how good it felt
winwin: no. i just don't see him ever allowing something like this, sorry. he might be open to trying a few things, but i feel he'd prefer you staying away from that part of him altogether
lucas: i can see lucas being "pushed" into slight submission, but like kun and winwin, i don't think he'd want you anywhere near there as it might feel too weird to him
xiaojun: most likely the one who asks for it instead of you. if it isn't something he explored himself, he would be just as eager when you mentioned it. once he was warmed up, he'd be rocking back on you and begging for more
hendery: while he does seem a bit more flexible, i don't think he'd want to try it. if you wanted to try domming him, he'd definitely let you, fairly easily giving up control and watching you work fondly
yangyang: is the type who would benefit most from a s/o that is on the same wavelength as him, so he would find it easy to trust and try new things with you. he would probably get pretty quiet and shy, avoiding eye contact and saying very little as you bent him over until you hit that sweet spot and had him whining for you... very cute 🖤
hendery is the type of lover who wants to be as close to you as possible. whispers on your skin in the darkest hours of night, giving you his heart with each word. wants to know everything about you, from the good to the bad, and all the things that make you you. he listens carefully, legs tangled together, sheets a mess, lips red from your love. that's when he feels the closest to you, in that sweet spot between night and day, barely reality, where the only thing that matters is the sound of your voice. intoxicated by your scent, the feel of you flush against him, warming his soul. hands tracing over your bare skin, he wants to learn you from the inside out.
okay. that thing about dejun being a sub, i honestly agreed with you for the longest time. i didn't think he could ever be anything other than a sweet little subby boy but like. have you seen xiaojun get frustrated? lol i feel like there's this part hidden deep down inside him where like. if he really feels comfortable with you, he could let loose and take out some anger and stress on you. but i don't think he would ever be a hard dom and he would always make sure to remind you how much he loves you.
okay i see where ur coming from here! (thinking abt when ten pushed him into the pool and dejun screamed into his hand LOL)
i think if the other members had been teasing him for a few hours (don’t even get me started on how they all tease him so much) and he got to come home to you, he would probably release that pent up frustration during sex. and i think he would be rough sometimes, or want to take the lead a little! but domming is just. like imagine calling dejun “daddy” or “sir” JEJFJS it’s so wrong!!
but yes i 100% agree with u. even if he did get rough or aggressive, he’d kind of snap out of it afterwards n be like “omg i didnt hurt you did i? is there anything i can do for you? did that feel okay for you?” like djdjjsjxjjx🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 BABY
Imagine sex with xiaojun 🆘would he be the typ that let his gf ride him a lot of would he prefer to take control?Don't know why but I consider him a real dom and a cute sub as well (wtf)anyway I just can't stop imagining the way he moans and groan!
okay dejun would be such a sweet lover imo like he’s DEFINITELY the type to cry during sex when he gets emotional and a little overwhelmed with how much he loves u🥺 and yeah his noises would be😳🥴
he would adore you on top of him! letting you set your own pace while also being able to watch you (and being mouth-level with your boobs ... good luck getting him away from those) would be a favorite of his for sure. he would love when you take control!
honestly.. this seems to be an unpopular opinion for some reason but i cannot see dejun as a dom at all. like at all ever. he can definitely be more neutral, and could definitely fuck ur brains out, but he is just. wayyyyy too soft to dom ANYONE. yangyang may be the youngest but dejun is the baby of the group, i just dont think he’s capable of that role. and in turn, i think HE would love to be dommed and babied and taken care of. he kind of has this thing where he feels he needs to be big and strong to be a man, but it’s clear he just wants to be taken care of and loved. if u can show him that you still see him as a man, even when he’s the little spoon or the sub or your baby boy, you would completely earn his heart, i think!
yangyang in a maid outfit with fishnets and handcuffs. that’s it - k.
yangyang is a fun and open boy and would probably be up to try almost anything as long as it made you want to fuck him. and with the way he was so into himself in that ariel costume, i feel like he'd love something sexier.
if you got him a dark maid dress, something more ornate and gothic looking, he'd probably love it. i bet he'd even wear some panties if you bought them. his cute little dick poking out of the top of some black lace, them hugging his tight ass so nicely.
i think at first he'd be a little hesitant, his cocky persona falling away cause the dress feels more foreign to him. but as soon as he saw you eye-fucking him the little shit would be back, probably bending over to tease you and prancing around you in circles until you complete the look and lock up his wrists with some black leather cuffs. 🖤
i want to see this so bad you have no idea how much i love his legs. yangyang's legs and hips are so pretty, he's perfect for skirts.
in case you’re wondering how much writing the pet play kinktober prompt for ten afftected me, my roommate literally bought me cat ears and a tail bc i whined about wanting them so badly.
yangyang was the best at reading you. as much as he liked to play around, he was always there when you needed him.
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warnings/tags: smut, non idol!au, college!au, unprotected sex, breeding?, switch!yangyang but kinda soft dom ig, sub!reader, hurt/comfort, love-making, feelings, fluff
a/n: this is just soft. build up but what’s new, it’s me and i can’t shut up about him.
yangyang was always good at reading you. he was like that with most people, observant enough to pick up on the mood around him. but with you, some days he may as well be reading your thoughts. at times it's like he knows what you're feeling before or better than you do. when you walked through the door of your shared apartment with hunched shoulders, he knew something was off.
he had finished class earlier, spending the remainder of his afternoon playing games online and eating whatever he could find in the pantry. you guys really needed to go shopping. he made a mental note to chide you about it later, his mischievous self always looking for a way to tease you, even knowing full well he was the one who ate all of the food.
he was sprawled out on the couch waiting for you, mindlessly clicking through youtube videos and watching as the time ticked on. it was now thirty minutes after your last class, and he couldn't stop the slight bit of worry that creeped into his mind.
your apartment was only about eight minutes from campus, having chosen it for that reason, so you should have been home already. and you always let him know when you were held up with work or going to be home later. it wasn't that you couldn't go about your day without letting him know what you were doing, he just worried when he didn't hear from you for a while. this was unusual for you two.
he sat up straight, shaking the negative thoughts out of his mind and checking his messages in case he'd missed one. nothing. that was weird. he decided to send you one and ask how you were doing, but before he could hit send the telltale click of your deadbolt filled his ears, his head snapping over to you, ready to give you an earful.
you walked through the door a second later, turning to lock it and remove your coat and shoes by the rack without a word. yangyang let a smirk curl at his lips and took the opportunity to poke fun at you.
"what took you so long! we ran out of snacks," he teased lightly, "i almost starved."
you turned in his direction, still silent, and it was then he could see the tired look on your face, your shoulders drooping and your legs barely holding you. his smirk was wiped away at the sight of you, his legs already making their way over to you.
he held your shoulders, tilting his head in an attempt to meet your eyes, but they were unfocused as you gazed off into space. he felt his heart crack at how defeated you looked.
"what's wrong, baby? talk to me." he let his hands fuss at you, straightening out your oversized sweater, a few gentle fingers coming to brush a stray strand of hair from your face. you didn't budge. you didn't even seem present in the room. your head stayed lowered in its position. he began to worry that something bad had actually happened.
taking your face into one of his hands he turned you in his direction, checking you for any clues that could help him figure it out.
"did something happen? did someone do something to you? at least tell me you're okay."
the hint of panic in his voice brought you to your senses, pulling you from your zoned out state to look into his eyes. it was like you hadn't even registered him there. as the warmth of his touch seeped into your skin, his eyes searching yours so intensely, you felt yours sting with tears. tears you didn't realize you were holding back.
that had him springing into action. yangyang was an energetic and playful boy, but he was serious when he needed to be and he knew exactly how to take care of you when you needed him.
"oh baby, come here," he cooed, pulling you into his arms and stroking the back of your head softly. as soon as he did, your arms were clinging to him, your form shaking slightly in his hold. he was sure his heart had broken, your weak sobs making him want to cry too. but he wouldn't, for you.
he waited patiently for you to let it all out, holding you by the door until you were ready to talk. when you sniffled and lifted your head, he brushed the hair from your forehead, staying quiet and giving you room to speak.
"i'm sorry." he knew you were going to apologize, but let you keep going. "i wasn't ignoring you, i was held up after class and i just wanted to come home so badly but he wouldn't let me and i didn't even realize the time."
"was it that professor?" you nodded, yangyang following suit in understanding. the one who always gave you a hard time about your assignments.
"that prick. one of these days i'm going to have to give that old man a talking to," he pouted, earning a giggle and a weak slap on the arm from you. he continued, "i will! i'm not above fighting an old person."
your giggles erupted into a full belly laugh, your bright smile returning to your face, lighting up the room once again. there you were.
he just watched you with his big gummy smile, happy that, for the most part, you were okay and that you were smiling again.
"i was just kidding, by the way, i wasn't actually starving."
you shook your head, scoffing at him. "you can get your own food, you know," you teased back weakly.
he didn't respond, his deep brown eyes boring into you and making you feel small. "well... what do you want to have? it's still a bit early for dinner but we can start to make something. or order something later?" you asked.
yangyang shook his head, his hands holding you by your waist and pulling you closer to him. "i don't really want to eat right now."
your eyebrows furrowed together, "mm, okay. what do you want then?"
he leaned forward until he was flat against you, a hand trailing down your back as he spoke, "just want you. let me make you feel better."
the intent behind his words was made clear to you by his actions, his hand rubbing soothingly into the small of your back and sending a shiver down your spine. he kissed the side of your head down to your neck, stopping before he reached the sensitive skin there.
you felt yourself melting into him, your exhausted brain shutting down at his smooth voice. you felt out of control of yourself. most of all, you felt needy, wanting him more than anything now.
you leaned into him, legs nearly giving out, a small hum in the back of your throat. he smiled to himself, stepping back to place a hand behind your knees and scoop you up into his arms.
you were both shocked and impressed by the action, unaware that he had such strength. the revelation making you feel even smaller in his grasp.
yangyang carried you to your bedroom, sitting on the end of the bed and shifting you into his lap so you were sat across his legs.
one hand traced patterns on your back, his other hand smoothing up and down your thigh. he was waiting you out to make sure you wanted to continue. "are you sure this is okay? if you want we can just cuddle and watch tv or nap. those are good to me too."
your heart clenched at your boyfriend's sweet words, his soft tone breaking you down into a yearning mess for him. the feeling was unfamiliar to you, with you usually having good control of them. you just nodded and hid your face in his chest.
he chuckled and lifted you from his lap to stand you in front of him, his long legs on each side of you. "let's get these off of you."
his movements were slow and calculated as he pulled your sweater over your head. he was treating you like fragile china that would shatter in his hands at any moment. it only made you weaker. with the same carefulness he removed your bottoms, leaving you bare in front of him while he was still fully clothed.
you felt like you had been put under a microscope, acutely aware of his gaze as his eyes wandered over every curve and dip of your body. if the pure adoration wasn't so present in his eyes, you might have felt a bit self-conscious. the only thing you felt was the overwhelming desire for him to take you right there.
you were having trouble finding your words, unsure of what you even wanted to say, so you just tugged at the bottom of his hoodie hoping he'd get the hint.
he grinned, that mischievous grin you'd come to love, and pulled it over his head in one swift motion, his toned chest and arms on display for your glazed over eyes. you were barely thinking anymore, just feeling. the heaviness of the atmosphere weighed on you, making you crave him more.
your hands flew to smooth skin, fingers trailing over his prominent collar bones to his shoulders that had gotten bigger in recent months. he shivered when you dragged your nails down his abdomen, feeling up every part of him.
it wasn't usually like this. you and yangyang were pretty much always on the same wavelength, being more inclined to have fun and be less serious when you were having sex, even trying new things in a space that was more lighthearted. but this was different. this was much deeper. it was so intimate.
you felt yourself growing more timid, which was another first. your dynamic with him was different, as well, you being the one who was more experienced and typically leading. it alternated back and forth between you two, yangyang's ability to read people being very helpful for times when you didn't feel like being in control. but even in those times, you still had control - over yourself. now you just felt vulnerable and dazed. if it weren't yangyang making you feel that way, it would have terrified you.
but the boy, with his big sparkly eyes that were looking up at you now, only filled your heart with warmth, no fear present. without realizing it you had crawled back into his lap, fingers fiddling with the button of his jeans in a lazy attempt to undo it.
he laughed from deep in his chest, amused by the far off look on your face as you fumbled your way around him. he kept his comments to himself, only pressing his lips to your forehead and pushing his pants down his hips.
when you didn't make a move to let him take them off, he lifted you in his arms once again, flipping you slowly and laying you under the plush blanket.
he knew your mind was shutting off and it had his chest swelling with fullness to know he made you comfortable enough to get that way. you were always the responsible one, so often shouldering the burdens and taking care of him on top. you rarely let your guard down, even with him at times. it took him a while just to get you to open up to him in the beginning. but even at your most vulnerable, you always maintained control.
to be able to see those walls come down and for you to allow yourself to. to put enough trust in him to have total control over you made his heart pound behind his ribs. he wanted to be everything you needed, everything you were to him. to make you feel special and cared for and safe. he knew it would take a while, and now that it's here, he feels so full. full of love for you. and he just wants to show that to you.
yangyang quickly tore off his jeans and crawled up to you on the bed, leaving a trail of kisses up your leg, over your stomach and chest all the way to your lips, molding his together with yours and warming you from the inside out.
tugging at the blankets beneath you to pull them up, he moved so you both were under the covers, and settled himself between your legs on top of you.
he looked down at you with such fondness in his eyes, taking in every small detail and gracing every spot with a kiss as he went. the adoration he felt for you was immeasurable, all consuming. you were so special to him. you understood him and complimented him in a way no one else could, always making him feel loved and seen. now he could return the gesture.
yangyang lowered himself and kissed you with all the emotions he couldn’t contain, something so tender and full of passion. the warmth that was radiating from him was so overwhelming you could cry right there. but you just kissed him back, meeting him in that place and returning his devotion.
he held you close in his embrace, a hand wandering down your stomach to your side and rubbing at your hipbone with his thumb. his fingers danced across your thigh to your core, met with the slick heat of your folds. he parted them with a finger, spreading your wetness up and down, kissing you all the while. his tongue brushed against yours in slow, focused motions. he let his finger slide back down, dipping into your entrance and making you gasp on his lips.
he slid his finger into you all the way, curling it and drawing broken whines from you. yangyang moved back and began crawling down between your legs and your hands flew to him, grabbing at his shoulders to stop him.
you shook your head, clinging to him, “don’t need to. want you inside.”
he froze, stomach flipping at your demure tone as he returned to his spot over you. “okay, baby, let me grab a condom-”
“no,” you held his arms, lifting your hips to meet his untended erection, “want you like this, if that’s okay.”
he crashed his lips against yours, nodding and moaning into you, his need for you just as intense. he used a hand to trace along your slit with his length, coating himself in your essence before pressing the tip to your opening. slowly he pushed into you, your muscles loosening to accommodate his width. the defined edges of his head rubbed against your walls deliciously as he inched himself into you further, the feeling already too much for you in this state.
he stilled, lips parting from yours to search your eyes for any discomfort, finding none. you pulled him back to you and encouraged him with a small thrust of your hips. without hesitation he pushed the rest of his length into you, bottoming out and reaching a place inside you that had your body humming with satisfaction. he was so close, you could feel every detail of him, hot and twitching in your center. you thought for a second that you could even stay like this, but you wanted more of him.
when you wiggled your hips, he got the hint, laughing through his nose where his lips were pressed to your jaw. “tell me how you want it, baby.”
“don’t care. just want to feel you deep inside.”
he couldn’t help but find you adorable and stroked your cheek, pushing aside the feelings that arose in him to focus on you. yangyang lifted himself on his arms and pulled out of you, thrusting back into you with a force that had you arching off the bed.
lowering his head to your chest, he kissed your breast so softly you almost didn’t register it, a whimper escaping when he took your nipple between his lips.
he paid special attention to all of your sensitive areas, making sure to cover every part of you with his affection, while rolling his hips into you in a slow rhythm. it wasn’t like you to just lie and take it, you always wanted to make him feel good too. but you were sure that if it weren’t involuntary, you wouldn’t even be breathing right now.
yangyang returned to your lips, pouring himself into you and giving you all that he could. he was losing himself in you already, quickly coming undone from the velvet feel of you wrapped around him so tightly. he wanted to be as close to you as possible, to be one with you. he increased his speed, pumping into you harder trying to get as much friction as he could for the both of you.
each thrust sent shivers across your skin. he was thrusting into you so hard you swore you could feel it in your womb. the thought had you bringing your legs up around him to hold him closer, all sorts of primal desires swimming in your mind.
he shifted in your hold, hitting that sweet spot in you with his next thrust and ripping a cry from your throat. at your reaction he picked up the pace, now pounding into you and rendering you a moaning, panting mess. you’d never felt this good before, feeling the heat pooling in your core and building up with pressure.
you felt like you were drifting away from yourself, from reality. you couldn’t hear any outside sounds or see anything besides the white taking over your vision. you weren’t even thinking. all of your senses were overtaken by one thing; yangyang. your body ached with the need to feel him even deeper inside of you. you wanted him to push himself into you as far as he could and plant his seed there. you wanted him to mark you on the inside, in the deepest, most intimate way. it was all you could think.
"please,” your voice sounded separate from you, struggling to form the words, “please fill me. want you to fill me up. make me yours.”
yangyang felt like his arms were going to give out on him, the meaning of what you said flashing in his mind and making him quake from deep within. you two had always played it safe, even though you were on birth control, he would always pull out and finish somewhere else. hearing you ask for him to finish inside you had his control slipping, his movements growing sloppier as he chased that feeling.
he crashed his lips against yours, nodding and moaning against you. his hips drilled into you and had you tightening around him, the feeling drawing airy moans from his lips. the air was permeated with the sounds of skin slapping and heavy breathing, but the only thing he could focus on was your sweet voice.
lowering himself onto his elbows he slid his hands under your back, hugging you and burying his face in your neck as he felt himself nearing the edge. “you gonna come for me, baby? let go all over my dick while i fill you up?”
you whined and rut your hips up into his, dragging your nails across his back and making him hiss. you nodded, pleading with him to keep going, to give it to you, that being the only thought you could form. “i’m-”
everything went white, then seeped into a warm gold like sunlight pouring over you, your body as weightless as a fluffy cloud floating in the sky. the only thing keeping you on earth being yangyang’s touch and his smooth voice as he reached his high immediately after you, burying himself in you and filling you in your deepest part.
yangyang moaned against your neck as he rode out his high, lightly bucking his hips and milking himself in you, giving you every last drop in him.
you felt his cum in spurts, spilling into you and spreading heat to your womb. you’d never felt anything like it before. you felt full. you felt whole. and you felt absolutely weightless as you came down from your high, your senses flooded as you drifted back into the room.
when you opened your eyes you were met with the dim light pouring in from the living room and yangyang resting his head on your shoulder. everything seemed to have a rosy tint to your eyes, the room glowing faintly pink.
yangyang raised his head to look at you, a small smile coming to his lips and making him look like the cute boy you had fallen for some time ago. the sparkle in his eyes made your heart skip and you pulled him in for a kiss, melting into his touch. he let himself drop onto you, still seated inside of you.
when it came to yangyang, everything else fell away. there was nothing that took over your mind more than him. nothing that you made feel as whole as you did now. as complete as you did, just having him this close. you felt you could stay like this with him forever.
yangyang is the type to suddenly become very emotional during sex, changing the atmosphere from one that was light and playful to something much heavier, much deeper, him pouring himself out into you. making his feelings clear through his tender touches, hands pressing into you gripping you to him just a bit tighter. his breaths shaky by your ear as he buries his face into your neck, trying to take in as much of you as he possibly can. his eyes at their most intense, deep and swirling with the desire that consumes him so strongly. searching the depths of yours to look into your soul. to be one with you.
because as much as he loves you, he's not always the best at saying those things. but he can show it.
you hadn’t been able to stop thinking of your boyfriend’s perky ass all day in his far too tight black skinny jeans that had enough holes to render them almost pointless. you typically found yourself thinking of other areas when he wore fitted clothes, but something about the way his cheeks looked so pert and round had you wanting to reach out and grab them. it took all you had not to. he just looked good.
once you were safe in the privacy of your own home, your hands found your way to him immediately, hooking a finger in his belt loop and tugging him until he was pressed against you.
you let a thumb stroke his hip, tilting up to meet his parted lips.
he kissed you back before pulling away to look at you. “someone’s eager.” he tried to sound cocky.
you didn’t feel like the back and forth and just nodded, taking his large hand in yours and pulling him to your bedroom to promptly push him onto the bed. yangyang watched with round eyes as you crawled your way over him.
“i like these pants,” you lilted, fingering at a hole in the fabric on his upper thigh.
yangyang sighed at your touch. he liked when you showed him that you wanted him.
“aren’t you more interested in what’s underneath?”
honestly your writings are literally so well made! i can't even write at that level, your writing skills are legit, one of the best i've ever read on tumblr, like to be honest you'd be one of my fave blogs, but for real tumblr needs to put out your content, and it deserves so much recognition! hope to see more on your blogs, and i will be here to support this blog for the time being! 💕
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