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karamelkp0p · 13 days

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mafia!ateez public sex

💌. This is: requested

TW: smut, smut and my terrible hand at writing smut

Hongjoong:

“Such a good girl for oppa” he whispers. Pussy twitching in anticipation, your head falls back with a cry and you close your eyes. His hands now snaking under the edge of your panties, and a moment later his fingers are deep inside you. The family ring that sits on his middle finger effortlessly slipping inside your folds. You can feel his hard on poking on your lower waist, the ring slides against the tightness of your pussy walls, making you go crazy for the bliss that comes after every brush of the ring.

You hold on to his knees as he dips into you deeper, getting closer and closer to your soul with every swipe of his index, middle and ring fingers. You can feel the thickening of you orgasm through your whole body, and it peaks on his fingers as you know you’re about to come.

And as you do, your mouth parts slightly open, letting our a flirtatious moan as your body shudders, the car slightly moving up and down with your action as thick cum sipping out of your sweet entrance.

Seonghwa:

He eyed your thighs as wondered what would it feel it to be squished between them. Licking his lower lip, he always loved it when you wear your uniform. Taking a hold on your wrist, he drags you to the farthest area of his own library room, helping you sit on top of the table and parting your legs like he’s going to read you like a book. He slowly leans in, the raw scent of your pussy driving him insane, taking your underwear off and tossing it on the floor, he takes a long lick on your clit before parting your folds and sticking his tongue inside your entrance.

He licks up your juices, moving his tongue up your clit and across to tease your nub while slipping it back and forth, running his tongue through your folds until his tongue once again pushing into your opening. Taking a hold on your hips, his tongue thrusting into your entrance with an erotic rhythm. Alternating between slow and fast, taking his time enjoying the warmth of your entrance, slowly pulling out and pushing back. The room is filled with your pants and loud moans, teasingly you squished his face between your thighs, Seonghwa letting out a low groan. You felt your legs almost tingling, yanking his hair in your hands.

Gently, he lets you release. His face covered with saliva and cum. He slowly stood up and captured your lips with his in a kiss, tasting yourself through his lips as his hands slowly caress your thighs.

Yunho:

You decided to visit Yunho in his office at night. However, you were met with a very horny man who was frustrated with what is happening to his current drug deals. Being the best girlfriend and soon-to-be wife you are, you decided to help him get his release. Sitting on top of his work desk, you lifted your legs up and parted them, giving him a good view of your wet cunt. He didn’t hesitate anymore, unbuckling his belt and removing his pants, he moves your underwear aside, teasingly slipping the head in and out before burying his whole cock inside your entrance.

Pushing and pulling himself in out of your entrance, he took a hold on the back of your thighs and parted them further. “Mmmm I’ve missed that” he groans, arching your back to give him better access to your tight opening. “Come inside me” you panted. And that was enough to drive him into thrusting full and fast, driving his thick cock all the way in. “More,” he growled as he began pounding your pussy. You pussy, warm and supple, so damn tight that it was squeezing and rubbing him like a blind lover. Your cheeks starting to get hurt from the friction with the wooden table, but his cock wasn’t stopping. He just kept ramming it, feeling his balls on your pussy. Groaning and grunting with each thrust, you let out a cry as you coat his cock with his and your cum.

Yeosang:

He was stressed at how he was unable to unlock the codes and signals that their enemies built up. Typing fastly into his computer until he finally receives the message he so long waited for. System unlocked. It was until you entered his room and told him to take a break. You innocently sat on top of his lap, wrapping your arms around his nape, his arms around your frame and asks for a few minutes before he would take a break.

You felt something hard poke through your thin covered panties, unconsciously moving your hips on top of his erection. Slowly, Yeosang leaned away from the hug and ripped your underwear from the side. His fingers slowly moving up and down your slit, holding his eyes locked on your face. Slightly sitting up and unbuckling his pants, his cock springing free from his boxers. Your pussy now soaked and with you extremely horny, slowly you sat down and slipped his cock inside your entrance. His hips thrusting upwards and slipping his cock deeper into you. You moaned as your body stretched to accomodate his girth, Yeosang has an good average but thick cock, and you tried to increase your pace to match his.

It was not long before you felt his cock go even deeper, further increasing his speed. Feeling a fullness inside your entrance with his rock solid cock. He cups your cheeks leaning your face down to him and capturing your lips in a kiss before shoving his tongue inside your mouth. Finally tasting him after weeks of not being together. He’s thrusting into you deeper with every thrust, hitting your g-spot and your thighs wrapped around him. After a few power thrusts, you came together, mixing his cum with yours inside your entrance. He pulls you in once more only to kiss you sweetly this time.

San:

He isn’t yours to begin with. You had caught the eye of your sister’s husband and it brought you the feelings of guilt and mischief. For today’s luncheon with your family and San, you decided to wear the fittest pants you owned, accentuating the shape of your ass perfectly. Upon arriving at the hotel, you were surprised to see that it was only you and San in the dining hall. You found your name tag placed besides San on the end of the table, and instead of walking and pulling your chair from behind, you muttered an ‘excuse me’ to him as he has his legs stretched out. Crossing over San, you felt a hand cup your cheek. And as you glanced at him from behind, you noticed how he has his face close to your ass.

“I didn’t know that they would be serving desserts first.” He chuckles darkly, now both of his hands are massaging your cheeks, you bit your lip and a soft moan escapes your lips. His hands snaking aroung your waist from behind as he zips down and pulls your pants away. “Not even wearing an underwear too” caressing your right cheek and bringing his hand down, softly caressing it afterwards. Without any warning, you felt your cheeks spread apart and his mouth latching on your pussy entrance. Letting out a loud moan, you’ve never felt so hot and wet before.

With his middle and ring finger inside your vagina, his lips were on your clit - sucking, licking and cleaning your juices with his tongue, pressing the fold between his teeth. You let out a passionate moan as you ride San’s face. Upon reaching your orgasm, it left your pussy numb but a satisfied San licking your cum like it was ice cream.

Mingi:

His hands snaked up to your breasts, fondling and gripping them harshly while tweaking your nipples, his tongue lapped around your folds and your legs placed on top of his shoulders. Your jerked and shuddered with each thrust of his tongue, your hands tugging on his hair harshly as you feel yourself cumming for the sixth time.

Clinging onto Mingi tightly while he rubs you clit, slurping and licking your folds until he welcomes your cum inside his mouth. The thrill of the sixth orgasm flows into him, letting out a loud growl before claiming your lips in his, kissing passionately yet torridly. Enough to leave love marks on your lips.

“You know that good boys get a treat when they behave, right baby boy?” you smiled as he limps his naked body on top of yours, holding each other for comfort while catching breaths.

“Yes mommy”

Wooyoung:

What was supposed to be a wholesome picnic at the garden of his mansion quickly escalated. Wooyoung, now resting his back on the trunk of tree, and you kneeling between his legs, pulling his pants down to his ankles, palming his hard on through the fabric of his boxers before pulling it down, your eyes sparkling at the sight of his erect cock. He took a hold of his cock, swiping the head around your lips and slapping it across your cheek before shoving it inside your mouth.

“My baby’s mouth is so warm” He moans loudly, hands brushing the hair off your face before thrusting his hips inside your mouth harshly. He pushes his cock deeper in your mouth, in which you gladly accepted like a hungry madman. With his fingers tangled on your hair, he kept pushing his cock further into your mouth like he was feeding you. Surprisingly, he came quick inside your mouth.

Wooyoung made another loud moan as he watches you erotically swallow his load inside your mouth.

Jongho:

He has a placed on top of your mouth, covering it as he wouldn’t let a single sound elicit out ouf your lips while a meeting - his meeting that he called for - while railing from behind. The lewd sounds of skin slapping and grunting turned the both of you so much. His free hand going from holding on your hips and rubbing your clit to add more pleasure.

“I wish you could see how much your pussy sucking my cock” he could still hear the voices of the board of directors and associates discussing the next possible trade and import of the products and who they are gonna dispatch for the job. Jongho picks up his pace, hitting your g spot until you release your high together. Before going back to his meeting, he took his time cleaning you up and setting you on the couch of his office, placing a blanket on your body and a kiss on your forehead before going back to his meeting.

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karamelkp0p · 13 days

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- jongho thoughts

warnings: nsfw, softdom!jongho, i mean he’s a lil mean just lots of teasing, fem!reader :3

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Jongho pretends as if your desperate, quiet whines aren’t making him ache while he situates you. He loves how you don’t object to a thing as his arms pick you up and move you, or as his hands pin your delicate ones above your head while he takes your shorts off.

You won’t even twitch. Not unless he orders you to, and he loves it like this. He lets go of your arms to move your legs, making it so your knees hit your chest and your already wet, black panties are in perfect view for him.

He hears you start to whine out a complaint, impatience getting to you as he teasingly runs a finger over the fabric covering your slit.

“So impatient,” he tuts, “You want me to be nice? Or are you gonna be a brat today?” Jongho’s finger keeps languidly rubbing at your entrance, the fabric of your panties stopping him from fully entering you.

He smiles devilishly down at you, watching as you struggle to form any words. He decides for you as he moves to kiss your pout away and speaks against your lips, “Just sit there and look pretty, okay?”

He lifts your ass so it sits on his lap, fully removing your panties. When they’re off, he wastes no time in teasing your hole and spreading your slick all over you.

He smiles down at your cunt like it’s Christmas Eve, “Look at you. I’ve barely touched you, angel,”

Your voice comes out strained as he inserts a finger slowly, his eyes solely trained on you, “Jongho,”

His head tilts at the sound of his name, a dumb smile forming on his face. It’s like the only thing he wants you to remember is how to say his name exactly like that.

He keeps fucking you with his fingers, inserting more and watching with glee as you twitch and jolt every time he curls them. “Does that feel good?”

He knows it does. He knows he’s the only one who can make you squirm like that, but he just loves to watch you flounder and get shy when he asks.

As expected, he gets no answer, instead a desperate whine comes out of your red lips while you squelch under him.

He suddenly moves so his face is right above yours, warm breath fanning over you, “You’ll only get more if I get an answer,” He mumbles against the corner of your lips.

Jongho likes to push and pull on you. Fucking you to the point of no return, where you can’t even speak, and then force you back down to him. Just to break you all over again.

The prospect of not getting filled by him is enough to bring you back to him, “Yes-oh my god-it feels good,”

He hums, appearing disinterested in your begging. As if you can’t feel him desperately bucking into you below you.

He has to tame you every time. Jongho acts as if it’s a bother, but he enjoys the game you make of it. Enjoys watching you fall apart anew every time he fills you again.

“I don’t know. I’m not convinced,” his fingers stop when he speaks, and you whine.

“Jongho, please, need you so bad,” your hands cover his still ones, hoping he’ll be nice to you this time.

You’re lucky. Usually he likes to make you writhe just a little longer, but he’s just as desperate as you tonight. He kisses you softly, “My baby needs cock, don’t you? Do you need to be fucked?”

The contrast between his harsh words and gentle touches make you dizzy. “Yes, need you inside,”

He bottoms out on the first slide in, knocking the breath out of you. He really can’t help the ego boost he gets out of seeing your face.

Jongho’s body covers yours, bringing your legs to lock behind him before holding your hands besides your head. He tries hard to be the only thing you feel, see, and hear.

His brown eyes lock on yours as he stills. He waits with a cocky smirk as you keep on squirming under him, waiting to hear your shy complaints.

“Jongho, move,” he giggles at the sound of your irritated voice, but stops himself when he feels you clench around him and start to fuck yourself on him. He stops your hips with a hand, “Unfair, baby,”

Before you can even quip back, he starts fucking you with a slow deliberate pace. He makes you feel every inch of his cock as it enters you, watching your face screw up in pleasure.

It pisses you off when he gets like that-cocky and smug-but you can’t really blame him when he fucks you this good.

He goes harder, faster. He groans every time your eyes meet his, it reminds him that he’s the only one who gets you like this. Sweaty, broken, and obedient. His perfect girl, all for him.

“Bet you’ve been waiting for this all day, huh? Getting wet thinking of me?” He mumbles incoherently, his thrusts growing sloppier and sloppier.

Jongho’s smile grows when there’s no response, you’re too lost in the feeling of his pumping to even respond. “Feel too good, angel?”

His teasing finally gets the best of you, your orgasm jolting through your body like electricity. Jongho follows, pulling out and pumping himself as his cum splatters all over your tummy.

Flopping over you, he’s careful to avoid getting his own cum on himself. You break the silence after a couple of minutes, “Jongho, that’s super gross, get off me.”

All he does is groan into your neck, “5 more minutes,”

The fingers that card through his sweaty hair tells him he’ll get 5 more minutes.

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karamelkp0p · 22 days

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♡ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 | 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐎𝐟 𝐃𝐚𝐰𝐧 ♡

【Synopsis】 : The boys were going to teach you a simple game of pool. Nothing more, nothing less... right?

『Word count』 : 3.9k

-> Genre: Smut. Dark Romance. Supernatural.

Pairing: Vampire!WooSanSang x Human!Reader

[Warnings] : Flirting. Dirty talk. Slight innocent reader. Foursome. Lowkey free use. Dub-con ish, but the reader is into it. Everything is just new for her. Mxm. Manhandling. Blood drinking, biting. Wounds. Whimper kink? Swearing. Clit play. Yeosang fucks her without really asking but the reader is into it. Unprotected sex. Multiple orgasms. Pet names including [Doll, Baby, Pet, Sir, Darling. Pretty thing] Use of the word slut. I shit on religion for a second, so I’m sorry if anyone is religious.

Note: Fun fact I found out that pool tables were invented back in 1470, so I felt like I had to add it aha.

Also hi I'm uploaded two fic in one night. I know crazy right?! Well, I've been really wanting to just post all my work. i got in the drafts, but im pacing myself, hehe. So this is just a little ... gift? Idk ahah i just could help, but post two tonight. Enjoy ♡♡

"Oh, my body, I don't wanna stop until the break of dawn"

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When you finally woke, you noticed Seonghwa had left the bed. There was a small note on the bedside table with a little heart next to your name written in black ink. You smiled sleepily, stretching slowly in the spacious bed. You’ve never had a better sleep in years, if not ever. Your small single bed that was tattered and moulding was all you’d ever known, and now you had a bed fit for a king. It was almost strange, bittersweet in a way. You felt like you were always supposed to end up here. With them. Like fate was etched in stone way before you were even of age. You had wondered if they felt the same way, as you made your way through the halls once again. It became quite easy to move around the manor now that you’ve explored a bit. You had slipped on a tunic and pants of various shades of purple and black that were sitting on the end of your bed.

“I see you’ve made yourself quite at home, pet.” You shivered at the sound of Yeosang's velvet voice. Glancing above, you see him leaning on the railing of the mezzanine, a sly smirk on his delicate features.

“She’s like a curious kitty isn’t she.” Another voice caught your attention looking towards the doorway of the billiard room you see a feline feature man. San... His dark hair and sharp yellow glowing eyes make your heart thump in anticipation. Strange? you thought. They were all vampires as far as you knew, so why were his eyes such a deep sunset yellow?

“We got to get that staring problem under control, Darling.” You jumped hearing the high-pitched man, Wooyoung right behind you, whispering in your ear.

“I w-was not staring.” You shake your head, turning around to see all three men now standing around the pool table. San had picked up a pool stick, putting some blue chalk to dab on the end of the said stick. You watched as all three of them took a pool cue and chalked them up, curious at what they might be up to. You had never seen a pool table up close, let alone see anyone play before. You’ve only ever read about it in fancy books or heard it from the richer folk in the village. “A-are you going to play a game?”

Your words sounded flinching like you were some peasant girl asking the higher for a slice of knowledge. But in truth weren’t you just that? “We are most definitely going to be playing a game Darlin’ and you are going to be the price.”

Wooyoung’s words made you gulp, standing there awkwardly playing with the hem of your tunic. San walked over to you while Yeosang set up the balls in the triangle. San’s fingers grazed your chin before lifting your face to look at him. His smile was softer this time, unlike how it was border-lining lust prior. “Don’t worry, Pretty thing. We won’t go too hard on you. Well, Yeosang might, if you’re not too careful.”

You visibly gulp feeling a tingle in your tummy. What could he possibly be insinuating? Your mind was racing, thinking of all the possibilities, slightly thanking Jongho was not here to read your lusting thoughts. You were about to say something, but then Wooyoung came up behind San, pushing him aside so he could give you a pool cue. “I don’t know how to p-play.”

“It’s okay, darling. We will teach you.” Wooyoung’s chippy voice eased your heart slightly. And as you watched Wooyoung start to bicker with Yeosang, who would start the game. You couldn’t help but giggle. For Monsters, they sure act like teenagers. Immature and… youthful.

“Okay okay, Woo, get over here. Let Sangie Break.” The feline yelled over all the bickering. The nicknames he gave the other males made your heart flutter. In the next few minutes, the three vampires took their turn, trying to get a ball in the hole. Until finally, San got a stripe in making Wooyoung whine.

“How do you always manage to score first.” Wooyoung was disappointed about his lover winning, shifting his weight around as he stomped over to the bar that was sitting across a billiard table. He grabbed out four short glasses and began pouring an amber-coloured liquor in each one. You could hear mumbles around you, most likely San and Yeosang badgering about something again, but you couldn’t focus on them. Only looking straight at the shorter male, curiously watching him take a shot of the liquid before taking the other full glass and shotting it.

“Pet did you hear anything we said?” Yeosang's presence behind you caught your attention, noting the way his shoulder bumped into you lightly. You shook your head with a little sorry before taking a breath, suddenly blurting out.

“I didn’t think vampires could eat or drink human food.”

The situation reminded you about how you shared a meal with all of them a night ago. You were so out of it, and floating in your mind, you didn’t really take notice that they were, in fact, consuming food. Cooked cow, vegetables, rich sauces, and wines. It was always written in history books and the words of your church that no hellspawn beasts like night crawlers were able to consume and dine on earthy foods. Only craving and needing the taste of blood to sustain themselves.

San had to try very hard not to laugh at your innocence. Wooyoung had a cheeky smirk on his face, placing the glass on the brim of the pool table, speaking up on your question. “Oh, we do not have to eat or drink to stay alive if that’s what you’re asking. And drinking does nothing for us unless we drink an entire Alehouse. But it does take the edge off for us a little bit.” He downed his drink like he did before, some of the alcohol dripping down his chin. San, within seconds, moved from one end of the table to where Wooyoung stood. His speed created a little wind pocket that blew against your face, making you shiver. San’s hand cupped Wooyoung’s chin, drawing his face upwards. San then opened his mouth, letting his freakishly long tongue slide out onto the younger's neck, licking up the liquor he had spilt.

You gulp, looking away to see Yeosang staring at you intensely with a smirk. He bit his lip before chuckling “God I wished I could read minds. I bet you’re thinking about the filthiest things right now.” He moved to stand in front of you, making you take a step back until you were trapped against the pool table and his broad body. “Such a cute little pet, with such a dirty little mind.”

“W-Wha...I…” You didn’t know what to say cause in truth you couldn’t help but think vulgarly around them. They were all so attractive, and it was like some kind of drug being near them. You looked back to San and Wooyoung, seeing San now had his tongue down the other man's throat, and you couldn’t help but whine. What you didn’t realize was that from looking away from Yeosang, you bared your neck to him, making him growl. “You should never show off your neck to vampires unless you want them to bite you, baby.”

Your eyes widened at his words. But you couldn’t react fast enough. It was like your body became a ragdoll as he moved you with the speed of light. Your back hit the table with a thud, legs spread with Yeosang’s body in between them and his face in the crook of your neck. Your fingers squeezed his shoulders as you felt his sharp fangs run along your hot skin. “S-Sangie…”

“Hmm using my nickname is only gonna make me want to fuck you, pet.” his nose brushed down your main vein, letting him breathe in your scent sharply. You were the sweetest thing he had ever smelt.

“Sangie.” You repeated suddenly, reaching tighter for Yeosang’s large shoulders, lacing the fabric of his dress shirt in your fingers. The vampire just chuckled, kissing along your hot skin. You wiggled against him, feeling his crotch twitch beneath the layers of cloth that separated you both. “Please.”

“Ooo, She begs. My favourite.” Yeosang’s fangs grazed your neck, making your heart thump harder. You felt like your whole body was on fire, and every nerve was being consumed with nothing but Yeosang. His scent, his dark deep chuckles. The way his fingers glide along your body.

Him.

While his hands played with the fabric on your clothing. You turned your head to look back at where Wooyoung and San were, but the in a blink of an eye, they vanished.

“Don’t get this party started without us.” San’s voice frightened you as he was suddenly at the other end of the table, leaning over to give your forehead a light little kiss. Wooyoung, however, was now standing next to Yeosang, pushing your right leg opened wider so both men could stand in between them. “I can smell her from over there.”

“I know, our little slut is getting nice and wet from us teasing her.” Yeosang spat out such a foul name at you but it only made you whimper more. No way in your wildest dreams would you have ever suspected your life would end up with being sprawled out on a pool table with three Vampire, kiss and lick parts of your body that weren’t covered by your clothing.

Sinful. Hellborn. A daughter of Lilith. Words from your mother came flooding in your mind like little flashes of a candle flame blowing in the wind. Maybe she was right. Maybe she saw your future before you even knew it.

“F-fuck I need a taste,” Wooyoung whined, tugging at your pants, but what you didn’t expect was him to lift up the loose pant leg, exposing your right thigh. Yeosang pulled up your tunic, drawing his tongue out onto your hot skin. And finally, San, the last one, lifted your wrist to his nose, inhaling sharply before opening his mouth to suck on the soft flesh.

“I’d take a deep breath If I was you, pet,” Yeosang grunted with a sly smirk, making you let out a large gasp. You felt all three of them sink their teeth into you in a sudden snap, almost synchronised. The crunch of broken skin echoed in the room before ringing in your ears. You could feel their addictive vampiric venom pouring into your veins while they emptied you of blood. The euphoric feeling of being drained was indescribable. Like floating on a cloud, feeling the soft cotton tickle your body, leaving your toes and fingertips to tingle.

“F-ffuck. Argh.” Was all you could mutter out before rolling your eyes back again. You could feel Yeosang’s deep chuckle against your tummy, feeling like the sound almost came from inside you. And without letting his fangs slip, he drew his hand to your covered core. Pressing sharply on your sensitive button through the loose fabric. This made you let out another gasp, calling for Yeosang. “S-Sangie pleasee.”

San retracted his fangs from your wrist before whining, “Hey, I want to hear you cry my name out. Can you do that for me, pretty?” The vampire kissed along your arm until he got to your neck. You nodded while he tilted your head to the side, exposing your jugular. “such a good little doll. Now I want you to scream.”

And with that, he sunk his teeth into the crease of your shoulder and neck, making you let out a loud, painfully lustful cry. “FUCK SAN!!!”

Wooyoung and Yeosang finally pulled away after a few more moments, licking their lips of your blood. Yeosang had a deep growl rumble in his chest as he ran his thumb over the puncture wound, smearing the crimson liquid on your red irritated flesh. Wooyoung did the same but drew a heart with it instead making himself giggle in approval. “Fuck if we didn’t want to keep you alive pet. We would have drunk you dry.”

Yeosang’s empty threat would have scared anyone, but for some reason, it only enticed you more. Pulling your shaky legs up, you placed your bare feet on the edge of the pool table before spreading your legs wide. The grumpy vampire seemed to get the hint, taking his long nail he ripped the fabric right in between your thighs, making a slit-like opening for him and Wooyoung to get a perfect view of your soaking cunt. “Now, why don’t you look at that.”

Yeosang growls, sliding a finger along your wet lips. Your whole body shivers, feeling yourself becoming overwhelmed with pleasure. This shock wave made San sit up suddenly, pulling away from your shoulder, gasping for air as he let out the deepest, most feral-like groan you’ve ever heard.

“Fuck, She tastes so good when you do that. I need one of you to fuck her right now so I can taste that again” His blood-stained lips kissed along your shoulder smearing all the red crimson liquid over your soft skin. His kisses your feverish as if he had become drunk off you alone. The few buttons that were holding your shirt closed were now being opened by the feline male, slowly revealing your hidden flesh.

“I volunteer as tribute.”

Wooyoung protested, shaking his belt in a manner of desperation, but Yeosang quickly scoffed, snaking his belt out of the hoops of his pants in one swift motion before dropping it. “I’d like to see you fucking try. This pussy is mine.” Yeosang’s deep venomous growl made the younger vampire cower slightly, giving him a slight pout.

“Why do you get to go first.” From your angle, you could have sworn you saw Wooyoung stomp his feet, making you giggle lightly, catching the attention of all three of the men around you. Yeosang kisses your tummy lightly, pulling your focus to him alone, his hands gripping your hips and body snuggling tightly against your hot core.

“What’s so funny, pet? Finding enjoyment over us fighting over you?” Yeosang’s lips travelled up your navel as he kissed along your newly exposed skin since San had now successfully unbuttoned your top, revealing your perky, tight nipples on your plump and soft breasts.

“Yes sir…” you whispered, closing your eyes as you revelled in the feeling of his tongue sliding along your body.

“Fuck, she’s so good isn't she.” San covered his mouth with his hand, sighing at how obedient you had become. Reaching for your breast he squeezed your plump flesh together, pinching your nipples between his pointer and thumb. You choked out a whine as he rolled the pad of his finger over your sensitive bud, almost completely distracting you from the vampire between your legs.

“Come on, Sangie, hurry up. I want to be inside her so badly.” Wooyoung has hopped up onto the end of the pool table leaning on his hand behind his soft frame. His hand palming his covered crotch, panting slightly as he watched San and Yeosang ravish you. Your hazy eyes looked back to see San standing straight and tall behind you. Giving you a sweet smile that was hiding a sinister lust underneath.

Before you could say anything about what Wooyoung had said, you felt Yeosang’s thick cock head breached your tight pussy. “Oh FUck!” You bucked your hips, helping him slide into you deeply inch by inch until he bottomed you out. He was definitely girthier than Seonghwa, making you feel like the wind was being knocked right out of you.

“Shhit. This is the tightest pussy I’ve ever felt. Are you sure Seonghwa fucked you pet?” Yeosang began to ramble, pulling you down more so your ass was almost off the table. Sangie put his one hand under your thigh and hip, holding you still so he could slowly start thrusting into you, sharply and greatly. “So tight, so warm. Such a good little pet. You like being fucked baby? Bet you’d take all of us in one go if we’d asked.”

“Oh my god! Yes!!! please, Sangie.” You yelped at the top of your lungs just from the pure idea of having all eight of them. Pleasing them all. Dotting on them. You needed them just as much as they needed you. Yeosang gripped your shirt that hung open on the top and pulled you up until your face was inches from his and his lips, almost touching your own.

“It’s master, my sweet little slut.” He yanked you off the pool table, pulling out for a moment so he could help you walk to the couch and even though his movements were rough, his grip was gentle, holding you closely in a way. Lovingly. “Come on baby, bend over the couch for me.”

He gave your ass a squeeze before letting you fall on your knees on the plush cushions. The couch was facing away from the pool table, so when you leaned over the top of it, you could get a perfect view of the other two vampires. “Okay, new game.” Yeosang knelt behind you, holding your hips, rubbing his palm against your skin. “Whoever gets a ball in first gets to take over and fuck our precious baby here. Deal?”

You had to laugh as San and Wooyoung scrambled around to grab their own pool stick. Your smile was bright as you were about to say some cheeky remark but you slowly felt Yeosang enter your soaked pussy from behind making you only let out a shaky whimper. His hands gripped tightly on your hips as your eyebrows knitted together and your mouth fell into an ‘O’ shape. “Jesus fucking Christ.”

Yeosang chuckled as he thrusted into your cunt in shallow motions. His hand gripped the back of your neck, pulling you up so your body was at an odd angle, but you couldn’t care less. “Last time I checked I’m not god’s pathetic son.”

Your fingers lased into the couch cushions, gripping onto it for dear life as you felt him slowly hammer into you faster. Your pussy would clench with each thrust making the most beautiful groans and whimpers fall from his lips. The hand that held the back of your neck, snaked around the front to clench tightly, blocking your airway just lightly, sending your brain into a fuzzy mess.

“M-Master….” You cried, collapsing onto the edge of the couch. Your legs are shaking, and your arms are no longer able to hold yourself up anymore. San and Wooyoung were bickering, yelling at one another as they kept trying to get a ball in the hole. That was until San bent down and shot one of his stripes by hitting Wooyoung’s ball before getting it into the end left basket.

Your glassy eyes could see San’s triumph, along with Woo’s high-pitched whine of defeat. The knot in your stomach was tightened with every thrust of Yeosang’s hips but before you could reach your climax he slipped out of your soaked cunt making you hiccup in a loud whine. “F-Ffuckk.”

“It’s okay, pet. Breathe…” You tried to take in a shaky breath as you felt your whole body being manhandled until you were sitting perfectly on someone’s lap. San’s naked lap, to be exact. His hazy smile got you blushing as he leaned forward to kiss your cheek so delicately.

“Don’t worry, sweet thing. I’ll take good care of you.” San’s cooe made you relax nicely against him as he lined his cock with your abused cunt. You were already so sensitive but somehow you were still craving more. The loud sound of pool balls whacking together got you startled but San stroked your cheek with his thumb slightly as he pulled your face towards his with his fingers. “Focus on me, baby. I want to see you come apart on my cock okay. No closing those pretty eyes."

You nodded with a short whimper followed by a simple yes that was so quiet you’re surprised San heard it. But then you remember that you weren’t fucking a normal man, but a beast in human form. A blood-sucking night-crawling beast that could kill you with his bare hands at any time. Your pussy clenched around his lengthy, and girthy cock making him groan. He slowly lifted your plump thighs up helping you gather a rhythm with your hips so you could ride him slowly. “S-sannie. Oh g-god please.”

“Such a good girl. Come on. Fuck you’re so tight...” You focused on his knitted brows and slightly parted mouth, seeing he was enjoying this just as much as you were. Your hips got faster as San started to buck upwards to match your movements. Your whole body was feeling like it was on fire, sensing you were close. He pushed your body up so he could help thrust deeper inside you. This left your tits to be right in his face, making him groan as he latched onto your plump flesh and sucked. Your breasts would be completely covered in hickeys by the time San was down them. And as his mouth traveled to the top of your breast you clenched around him, sucking him deeper into your tight cunt. He lost himself in your scent, the way you squeezed him and the sound of your pretty moans. He needed more, just another taste. He needed to taste the flavour of you when you came.

“S-San I’m gonna cum.” You gasped, tangling your fingers threw his hair.

“Come for me, baby. Be a good little human for me and cream on my cock.” He licked your skin before biting down, sinking his fangs into the top of your breast, jackhammering you at an inhuman pace. You screamed so loud that the whole manor would have heard, coming so much around Sans hard cock. You were it grew bigger inside you as your clenched harder, feeling him drink his fill of your red hot liquid.

“San.” A male voice called out but your head was too dizzy, feeling San continue his assault on your cunt and teeth in your flesh. “SAN!!” The voice got loud but your eyes began to droop feeling a wave of sleep erode through your body. You heard San lewdly growl animalisticly against you, still drinking your blood as his cock stilled tightly in you, letting him come deep inside you.

The voice before screamed again, but your eyes closed, and darkness took over before you could see or hear anything else.

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karamelkp0p · 1 month

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take a picture - c.s. || 18+

dom!reader x sub!san

“fuck, that feels so good. please don’t stop,” he cries. you feel him throb inside of your sopping cunt, your lips reaching down to his neck to suck a generous amount of skin.

“you can’t mark me up baby, i have a shoot tomorrow~”

you ignore the entirety of what he says, riding out your high, and trying to focus on marking up your boyfriend for the entire world to see.

“yeah? who’s stopping me, sannie? i think the way you’re about to cum inside of me is telling me otherwise, hm?”

“yes, fuuckkkk,” you lick a stripe up his neck, biting down on the area and sucking almost a little too hard, your tongue turning sore and burning from how hard you’re sucking him in. your pussy convulses around him, and the feeling becomes too overpowering for san to bare.

“asked you a question, sannie. i expect you to answer.”

“baby, slow do— fuck! fucking vampire.” his hips stutter as he attempts to fuck up into you, pulling his hair and licking up from between his collarbones and up his addams apple, all the way up to his lips. you grab his jaw, squeezing his cheeks so his lips pout to you. your lips ghost over his as he squeezes his eyes shut in desperation to cum.

you stop all movement, tightening your grip on his length as he winces out in a cocktail of pain and pleasure. “its like you want me to stop, no?”

“no, no, no, no, no. please just let me cum. ‘can mark me up all you want, mami.”

your orgasm threatens to reach you due to the nickname san just threw at you. you feel yourself weakening in the knees— unsure if it’s from bouncing on his cock, or if its from what he just called you for the first time.

“when i’m done with you, take a picture and post it for everyone to see.”

| choi.san im all yours.

Today at 4:11am

| y/n.stagram my pretty boy

| atinyforever SAN????!?!?!? 🤨 whats this

| thattallmfinateez YOOOOOOOO

| fixonthis.d YUNHO U SEEN THIS SHIT

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karamelkp0p · 1 month

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daddy - mingi

makeout session with your man

“you taste so good, daddy. i love you,” your plump and glossy lips kiss on your boyfriends warm, soft neck, making him grind up into you. his pouty and bratz-style lips make their way to part, gasping and groaning as you suck on the spot right under his right ear.

“mm, baby. let me fuck you, y/n.”

the dark scenery of the bedroom makes the both of you relaxed, mingi lightheaded and out of his mind already. he inhales a puff of the hookah, bringing your face to his as you part your lips, shotgunning the smoke into your strawberry scented breath.

“fuckkkk, you’re so fine,” his dimple comes out to peek at you and you lean down to deliver hickeys all over his neck, yet again. this time, you’ve already planted 2 on either side of his neck, finishing the number and making a third right in the middle of his neck.

“all for you, baby. i love my man so much,” your teeth come out to a cheeky smile, as mingi darts his tongue out to yours in a deep and slow makeout session.

you pull away from him with his bottom lip between your lips, releasing with a pop. he moans deeply, making you clench around nothing.

“wanna show my bitch off to everybody. post you on my story for all my fans to see how desperate you are for me, yeah?”

you feel the vibrations from his voice through his neck as you finish making the last mark on his neck. you blow over the spot, making mingi barely jolt in how the cool air makes him feel. he moans, throwing his head back, giving you easier access to lick and kiss the new bruise you formed.

“you love me, daddy?”

“yeah, baby. but i wanna fuck you like i don’t.”

i wanna bounce on his dick so bad

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karamelkp0p · 2 months

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heavy and sticky

Being sensitive is one thing, being easily turned on is one thing, being perverted is one thing. But being completely enamoured with you with all three combined? It’s just hell for Seonghwa.

Genre/warnings: smut, pwp, Seonghwa is perverted and desperate, cumming/orgasms with and without physical contact, overstimulation, masturbation, pussy eating, praise kink, cream pie, I hope this is filthy enough

A/n: I’m doing this for Seonghwa. Happy Valentine’s Day my darlings 💖

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Seonghwa has a problem.

Technically three, but it stemmed from one. So he likes to think of it as just one, which just so happens to be you.

He doesn’t know when it even started, but he thinks he remembers how at least. He knows this ridiculous crush on you fully bloomed when he saw you in a sundress that hiked up a little too high when your friend group went on a holiday, and he thinks how ridiculous it is when he lets himself grow closer and closer to you.

And now all he thinks about is how your skin would feel against his and it’d get him hard way too fucking easily. It doesn’t help that you adore being around him—it doesn’t help with his case at all. You stick to him like glue.

You don’t know that he’s so sensitive whenever you lean your head on his shoulder, whether intentional or not, because the moment the smell of your shampoo hits his senses, he blanks him out, only filled with you, and then he has growing problem beneath his underwear. From then on, any thought he has of you just spirals into a frenzy for Seonghwa.

At this point a crush is an understatement. He’s probably head over fucking heels for you.

What really is the cherry on the fucking icing is when he wakes from a wet dream of this fuck ass vivid dream of you and your poor pussy being completely ruined by his cock, your moans so fucking real he swears that you were really there letting him fuck you stupid, cum warm and thick in his pants when he stirs from his slumber, moans in between pants when more white spurts out of his wet and pathetic cockhead. He’s so fucked. It would have been fine if he didn’t have plans. But the fact that he’s meeting you for coffee in a few hours just makes the whole situation all the more ridiculous.

Now he’s seated across you, listening to your voice as if he didn’t cum all over himself just hours before the both of you meet. But thank the gods the remnants of a dream don’t last for long. Seonghwa likes to believe that he’s holding up well, and he is, taking sips of his iced drink, listening intently. He thinks you’re so pretty when you blink and break away your eye contact before your gaze flutters back to him, bright and cheerful as you run your mouth. Seonghwa wonders to himself how should he keep you smiling and glowing like that for him.

And then suddenly the thought of you under him, completely undone and messed up—eyes rolled back every time he fits his cock right inside you—has him blinking and sitting upright. Fuck. He adjusts his pants, obviously it doesn’t help, not when any point of friction is a contender to making him just cum right there and then. It takes Seonghwa almost all of his willpower to hold himself back and not palm his erection.

Seonghwa tries his best to slip back into the conversation the both of you were having, but he can barely pay attention, his gaze is flickering from your face to your body, to your lips and there he goes, his jaw clenched and his body begins to heat up. He doesn’t know how he’s able to pull through the coffee date with you, but the moment he slams the car door and starts the engine, he already knows who’s etched in his mind while he lets himself cum when he reaches home.

It’s a vicious cycle—the more he meets you, the more he craves for you, and then he asks you out to meet you even more. Seonghwa can’t help it—you’re like dopamine to him.

His wet dreams merge into his fantasies—after meeting you, he would reach home, pent up and so fucking horny that he can’t think—only filled with filthy thoughts of you. The one that fucks him over the most so far? Definitely the one where he almost loses composure when he watches you stretch when you were working out with him at the gym. He imagines himself tearing a hole in the tights you wear that hugs your ass so perfectly, no panties, just your bare, wet cunt exposed to the cool air before he slides himself in, listening to you choke on your moans while you cry about him stretching you open, and dirtying the mats below the both of you, while he’s completely lost in the warmth of your pussy. Needless to say, the combination of a pumping heart rate and the rush of endorphins results in a thick, veiny erection in his shorts, which he could barely hide if it wasn’t for the fact that he wears shorts on the looser end. By the time he reached the bathroom of his apartment, cum would leak past the opening of his shorts and he’d be panting, overstimulating himself until he softens.

The extent of the catastrophe? Which was single handedly the worst and best thing that ever happened. It had gone to the extent that the sound of your voice would drive him over the edge. Seonghwa’s mind is hazy with his legs open, fucking his hand. Until his phone screen suddenly lights up.

With your caller ID flashing across the screen.

Seonghwa knows he shouldn’t fucking do this.

But he can’t stop. The thought of hearing your voice just over the phone while he fucks his hand overrides any ounce of rationale he has, especially when he’s completely clouded in pleasure.

So he slides to answer.

“Hello? Hwa?”

Fuck. The way your voice just right at his ears. Seonghwa shivers slightly at thought of you seated before him, watching him with his shirt ridden up all the way past his perky tits while he bucks his hips into his hand.

“H-hey. What’s up, y/n?”

He’a edging himself, his strokes going slower, trying to compose himself, so he doesn’t give himself away, sweat beading down his temple and down his abs, his thighs twitching at every stroke he gives himself when your voice floods his ear.

“Seonghwa!” Your voice echoes through the loudspeaker, and Seonghwa bites back a groan at the way you’re calling his name, precum oozes out of the silt of his cockhead.

“Are you busy right now?” You ask.

He definitely is. “No I’m-hngh-not.” Fuck. He’s going breathless.

“You sure? You sound funny Seonghwa” you respond, wondering why his voice is suddenly an octave lower.

“Yeah. Yeah. I’m good. Fuck”, he heaves, failing at controlling his ragged breathing. It just feels so good hearing you call his name while he keeps leaking. He wonders how long he can keep himself sane while talking to you.

But you already caught wind of it—the breathlessness, the soft whines that escapes in between the words he says, the way his voice goes deeper. You’re not dumb. He just sucks at trying to hide it all.

And you’re also craving for him just as much as he is for you.

“Do you wanna open the door so I can help you out with that?”

Seonghwa’s phone clatters onto the floor, his eyes widen in shock. Shit. You found out.

And you’re outside his apartment. He wonders how he should approach this—ignoring you completely, blowing you off, making an excuse or just let you in? But the thought of him being caught by you only rouses him further, and he knows how much of a fucking pervert that makes him. He swallows hard as he pulls up his boxers, picking up his phone before he reaches for the door, his heart pounding in his ears.

There you are, standing right before him with the most poker face, before your fingers snakes around his wrist, shutting the main door as you lead him to his bedroom.

Seonghwa lands on his bed with you on top of him, a coy smile spreading across your cheek as you tilt his chin up with your finger, admiring the way he licks his plump lips in anticipation, his eyes wide and so entranced. His boxers are drenched to the point where you’re able to see the shape of his cockhead.

You make him watch you drop each piece of clothing onto the floor, agonisingly slow, almost like a strip tease and Seonghwa is eating up every single part of it until you’re just towering over him with you lingerie on. You sit on his lap, dangerously close to his erection.

“I was just about to ask you if you wanted to hang out since I was in the area. But I guess you had other plans, hmm?” You ask, tugging against the waistband of his underwear, the mild friction of fabric against his sensitive cock pulling a gasp out of the male.

You tug, and he lets you, his cock springing out as his boxers are strewn somewhere.

“Do you want me to touch you?” You ask, letting your hands rest on his thighs, giving him slow rubs, watching his cock twitch with every squeeze.

“Please. Touch me. Fuck me”, he says, albeit breathlessly, his fingers fisting against his bedsheets. Shame doesn’t exist in his vocabulary now.

He’s so fucking sensitive right now that the moment your hands start pumping his length, he already feels like he’s about to blow his load, but he forces himself to not to, even though strings of his sanity continue to snap one by one. Seonghwa’s cock is heavy against his abdomen, the previous edging session making his cock more sensitive than before, completely soaked and sticky. He swears you don’t know how long he’s been craving for this, needing this.

You’re soaked enough as it is, and the way Seonghwa is looking at you, so wet and desperate, his eyes so glazed out. You think he looks pretty when he’s on the verge of tears.

Maybe you should start taking advantage of it from now on.

Your fingers rest under his chin. “How long have you been touching yourself thinking of me?” You ask, his cock resting on your ass. He feels like he’s about to break.

“A while”, he mutters.

“Made you wait, didn’t I?”

Surprisingly he shakes his head, eyes still glued to yours. Even after all the perverse thoughts he flooded his mind with of you, he thinks it was worth every second to wait—he just didn’t expect it to come down to this so soon. You cup his jaw with your hands this time, leaning in to press your lips against his, sending his mind into a completely spiral at the taste of you. Seonghwa can’t get enough of the way you’re swirling your tongue against his, swiping his bottom lip, giving his bottom lip gentle bites and he chases after the sensation like starved person, his hand pressing against the back of your neck while the other is soft against your jaw. It’s passionate and so hungry for that few short minutes before you pull away, watching Seonghwa swallow hard as the sticky fluids from his cock stain your ass. Well? Not like you minded.

You pull your panties to the side, lifting your hips over his swollen cock, slowly sinking down, inch by inch, watching Seonghwa’s abdomen flex, while Seonghwa watches you with glazed eyes.

“Fuck. Oh fuckkkkk. So good. You’re so fucking warm”, he whimpers. Seonghwa swears he came just a little when he’s fully seated in you. His face contorts as he sinks into the pillows beneath him, trying to control his breathing as he shuts his eyes.

He’s so adorable, you think to yourself, watching him completely melt when he’s inside you. His hands are spread out on your thighs, then becoming a grip when you start moving, slowly creating a rhythm to bounce off his cock, the wet sounds of skin slapping growing louder by the seconds.

“That’s it, baby. You’re doing so well for me”, you sigh, your mind plunged in the depths of pleasure as you bounce on his cock, watching Seonghwa with his thick furrowed eyebrows before he slowly opens them, his eyes rolling back.

He feels like he’s in heaven. Seonghwa thinks like it can’t get any better than this. Your moans are the only thing he hears, your cunt swallowing him is the only thing he feels.

Then the feeling hits—the feeling of wanting to burst. He stares up at you with a pleading gaze before he says, “gonna cum. Oh my fuck.” His head is spinning with stars, vision clouded with a dizzy white before he stills in you, holding your thighs down as he fills your cunt with spurts of warm cum. Seonghwa’s moans are pitched and they sound so fucking pornographic—it makes you want to overstimulate him over and over till he completely breaks. He’s breathless, moans turning into whines when you don’t lift yourself off him just yet, and squeezing his cock.

The base of his cock is slowly growing thick and sticky with cream and cum, but Seonghwa is craving for more. He is insatiable. His arms wrap around you, and in one swift motion, you’re suddenly below him. He pretty much folds you into half—well, mostly bending your legs and letting him stare at your sopping pussy like a fucking pervert as he pulls out and slides in again, watching the way his cum seeps out of you on top of forming thick strings of cum. Gods, you swear Seonghwa is such a perfect pervert.

“Let me eat you out, please. Want you to cum on my face, y/n”, he pleads, even though he’s already lowering himself down to your cunt. “I’ll make sure you feel so fucking good. Please.”

You giggle, tangling your fingers in Seonghwa’s hair, stroking his soft locks.

“If you do, you can cum in me as many times as you want.”

Your reply alone sends the poor man into the fucking heavens, having him pull your completely cum soiled underwear off your hips before latching his tongue against your soft and creamy folds.

Fuck. Seonghwa thinks he found his heaven.

Repeated flicks with this tongue against your clit pulls loud moans out of you, the way his tongue rubs against it over and over again, his eyes staring up at you like an angel’s.

Soon enough, your fingers are tugging against his hair while you drive him deeper into your cunt. Seonghwa can’t help but rut against the bedsheets to your moans, his eyes shutting from time to time from the friction of his cock and the sound of your voice as you call out his name whenever he hits a sweet spot.

“Hwa, I’m cumming. Oh, you’re such a good boy”, you mutter, shifting your hips as you fuck against his wet tongue, and Seonghwa’s hands are holding your hips down, your clit pulsing erratically on his tongue when your orgasm floods your senses. He watches the way you’re squirming—the way your head falls back, your legs spread open, the way you’re calling out, “Seonghwa, Seonghwa, Seonghwa!” when you’re rapidly falling apart on his tongue. The grip on your hips tighten, soft gasps and pants leave his lips as red flushes against his cheeks once more.

Your thighs clamp against his head as slick and cream dirties the sheets beneath you, the sensitivity ramping up in levels once your high wears off. Nonetheless his tongue is still lapping up your cum like he’s dehydrated, and your thighs relax to let him off. He looks so fucking pussydrunk that it makes your head spin.

Seonghwa sits up, albeit shakily, and you see why. His cum sits in a puddle where he was lying down on the bedsheets, some trickling down his thighs. You can’t help but smile, crawling towards him to close the distance between the both of you, stopping right before him to kiss his jaw.

“Tell me all your fantasies about me, Hwa. Let’s make them all come true”, you hum calmly, rubbing his inner thighs gently, watching his eyes form hearts as more thick white spurts out of his red cockhead.

You know he still has rounds to go.

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karamelkp0p · 2 months

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ok so hear me out… PUSSY DRUNKKKKKKKKK yeosang but he’s super subby like so subby yeosang like i’m going to melt but please like he’s eating reader out and he cums untouched (if possible) PLEASE 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

5:21 pm, Saturday : pussy drunk yeo 🥂

Today yeosang had came back from a night out, tipsy. You looked up when you heard the front door opening and closing, seeing him slightly stumble through and over to where you were sitting, his face visibly a bit red. “Darling, I’m back.” There’s a smile on your lips “did you have fun?” Yeo sits next to you on the couch, his head falling down to your lap and you don’t hesitate to start running your fingers through his hair. “Mm I did, but mm very tipsy right now,,”

“Oh yeah?” He nods and you relax into the couch, still petting his hair “yeah..I would’ve stayed longer but..” “but what?”

“I started to miss you, started thinking about how I’d much rather be here spending time with you,” the position adjusts and now your legs are sprawled out and he’s laying between them on his stomach, looking up at you. He’s so close, finger messing with the hem of your nightgown, it looks like he wants to say something but he’s clearly thinking very hard. “Yeo baby, where is this conversation going?” He snaps out of his thoughts, feeling himself harden in his pants at the sight of how gorgeous you looked right now. He could tell you had cleaned the apartment and took a nice shower after, he could smell the strawberry shortcake body wash he got for you on your birthday. He felt the smoothness of your legs, the soft skin on your stomach..he wanted nothing more than to please you right then and there. “Yeo..” “I’m sorry y/n..I just..can I please eat you out?”

You couldn’t hold back the slight giggle that came out of your mouth. He was always so honest when tipsy, or well even when he wasn’t it always shocked you just how nonchalant he could be. Though you don’t complain because you liked the fact that he was so open about what he wanted instead of beating around the bush. “Mm I don’t know Yeo,” you didn’t even finish your sentence and already he had a look of disappointment, a pout on his lips. “Please, I’ve been thinking about it all day, I need to..I want to.” You bite the inside of your cheek, trying to hold back the urge to switch positions and hold him down on the couch to kiss him. “I’m kind of tired, I don’t know if I want to today, mm well I guess if you beg a little I might crack, might give you what you want.” There wasn’t even a split second of hesitation in his voice “please y/n, please, please let me eat you out, I promise it’d feel so good, you wouldn’t even have to do anything back, I want you to feel all the pleasure, all you have to do is sit back and relax, please.”

Hearing him beg never got old, it still made you wet each and every time. The fact that you of all people could get HIM to bend and plead at your feet, where did you find him again?

When you finally gave him permission he seemed extremely ecstatic, eyes lighting up like it was his first Christmas. With way too much energy he slid your panties down with his teeth and discarded them on the floor, seeing how wet and slick you were only made his cock twitch in his pants, precum staining his boxers. Not once did he touch himself, hands remaining on your upper body as he pulled on your nipples and massaged your boobs. He flicked his tongue over your clit, sliding it down and gathering any juices that leaned out of you. He sucked on you for a bit before shoving his tongue inside as far as it would go, feeling your walls clamp down on it. He moaned against your core, slightly rubbing himself against the couch, the friction giving him just enough stimulation.

Your hands made their way through his hair, grabbing at the strands, mouth agape as you moaned and called his name several times. Your head falls back, back arching, toes curling and cramping.

He’d switched the positions, he was now laying on the couch and you were now hovering over him and he greedily grabbed your hips and pulled you down onto his mouth, telling you to ride his face. You took that offer, rocking your hips against his mouth, feeling his tongue slide through your folds with every movement. Still his hands didn’t wander and when you unbuttoned his pants to help him out he stopped you, whining. “No, no, I don’t need help..” he continues eating you out like it’s a competition, and felt himself getting closer, you getting the feeling not too long after him.

You both came at the same time, he licked you clean and there was a clear wet spot on his pants, he’d come untouched which was definitely something you’d never seen before. It truly let you know that he clearly enjoyed this much more.

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karamelkp0p · 3 months

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YEEHAW

his face + your pussy = a match made in heaven, according to mingi.

! - sub!mingi x fem!reader

!! - smut

!!! - 739 words

!!!! - oral (f), facesitting, dacryphilia, begging, hair pulling, praise, mingi goes into subspace a lil (?), coming untouched

NETWORK: @cultofdionysusnet

You love Mingi's nose.

You love to kiss it when he's concentrating, eyebrows furrowed and headphones blasting.

You love the way he crinkled it when he was happy, and held it when he smelled something he hated.

You love to stroke it as he sleeps soundly, tracing the curves of it and the rest of his face.

You also love the way it nudged your clit when you rode his face, and the way you could sit on it if you pleased.

"Sh-shit Min... s'good baby... more..."

This Friday night was being spent as you two usually did, and you wouldn't change a damn thing. There was nothing better than watching Mingi squirm beneath you, nails digging into your thighs as he unashamedly moaned into your pussy. He was the definition of a munch, willing and eager to fall to his knees any time you deemed necessary.

Currently you were on your bed, the netflix show the two of you had meant to watch playing unnoticed in the background as Mingi practically pinned you to his face. While initially you'd been in control of your movements, Mingi wanted you flush against him, forcing you down despite your protests that you were too heavy. He simply murmured that he didn't care before running his tongue between your folds, nose bumping your sensitive bundle of nerves.

Lewd slurping sounds left your boyfriend as you exhaled in relief, the pleasure intoxicating. He wasn't going too fast, you knew he preferred to savour the moment and let you build slowly to climax. Nevertheless, his whimpers and whines beneath you were making your mind fog, your body shake.

"So... good.."

You fidgeted when his words vibrated up your spine, a high-pitched whine leaving you. Being with Mingi like this was the sweetest torture, so much so that it hooked you in until you continually craved for these moments. You would happily spend an entire weekend on his face if he so pleased, letting Mingi have his way with you.

The reverie that had taken ahold of you soon faded away when Mingi began to rub your clit with his fingers, tongue dipping in and out of your hole before lapping around it. Your arousal gushed out onto him, and he eagerly tasted it. This new combination of movements however brought you closer and closer to the edge.

"F-fuck!- Close, Min.. Shit, I'm so fuckin' close."

Mingi whined pathetically into you, face still pressed into you as he begged, his tears now beginning to mix with your slick as his nails dug into the plush flesh of your thighs.

"Oh fuck... please, baby.. pretty please.. cum all over my face, my pretty baby... please-"

His unapologetic cries paired with the stimulation they caused quickly tipped you over the edge, grabbing Mingi's hair and pushing him further into you until he couldn't breath. Your thighs shook around his head as his ears rang from the pressure of you gripping it, sending him into a state of pure bliss. He dutifully lapped at your dripping cunt until you began to relax after your high, letting go of his hair and hissing a little with sensitivity.

Moving up, you hooked a leg over and collapsed next to mingi on the bed, sighing in relief and wrapping an arm around him as he laid still, in some sort of daze. When you kissed his cheek softly and ruffled his hair, he gave you a soft smile to show he was okay.

"You did so well, Min. Such a good boy for me. My good boy."

Not responding to your praise, Mingi simply turned his head to face you, eyes distant as he looked at you.

"I came in my pants."

You froze for a second in disbelief at his confession, mouth agape as you tried to rationalise what you heard. But it had been clear, albeit in a weak tone of voice.

"You... in your pants?"

Mingi just nodded at you, and you couldn't help but chuckle at his lost expression. Cupping his cheek, you pressed a flurry of kisses to his nose, making him break out in a smile.

"I've gotta say, I'm flattered. You like my pussy that much?"

Looking you dead in the eyes, there wasn't a hint of humor in his expression as he spoke.

"I would die between your thighs a happy man."

"Very dramatic... but I don't mind helping you achieve your dream."

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karamelkp0p · 3 months

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Provocative encounters (h.j)

☆ Synopsis: although he’s considered a loser, one flirtatious encounter of 7 minutes in heaven leads to you two hooking up in which he shows you that in the bed he’s not what everyone says he is.

☆ Pairing: Loser/nerd!Hongjoong X Fem!Reader

☆ Genre: smut, college au!

☆ Notes: loser hongjoong, messy make out, hongjoong has a big dick, finger sucking, cowgirl position, college party, mating press position, breeding kink

Tags: @hongjoongswifefr @s3onghwaswifey @waleriqww

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“Oh shit, he actually came.” Was the thought on everyone’s mind when Hongjoong strolled through the crowd of drunk and sober party goers. He was what everyone would call a loser, a nerd, doesn’t really talk to others, doesn’t make an attempt to dress by anyone’s standards and well, people just don’t like him for whatever reason. Today he actually made an effort to dress up but that didn’t mean anyone would talk to him, he sat against the counter in the kitchen, drink in hand, just watching but was eventually approached by the host “hey man some of us are playing seven minutes in heaven upstairs wanna join?” HJ knew in the back of his head that he was only really asked as some sort of joke, a way to make someone complain if the bottle landed on him but he still said yes, he didn’t really care after all. Whoever the bottle lands on they’ll find out he’s not the loser they claim him to be.

You sat in a circle on the floor with 10 other people, nervously messing with your fingers, watching the bottle spin, each Time it passes you and each time it almost even slightly stops next to you your heart starts to race. Hongjoong is given the bottle and nothing could prepare them for who it would land on, as he set it in the middle of the floor he makes quick eye contact with you, giving it a very strong spin. Everyone looks on, the bottle taking quite a bit to slow down, but when it does stop it’s pointing directly at you. Your two friends gasp, everyone else suddenly cheering on hongjoong for landing on “someone attractive.” And he nonchalantly looks over, your friends can’t hide their giggles, teasing you “it landed on you y/n, you know what you have to do.” You didn’t want to embarrass hongjoong, after all he never did anything that would make you want to so without much hesitation you stood up and walked to the closet, and with some surprise he follows.

Now here you two are, alone in a dimly lit closet, there was a decent amount of space so you two sat at a distance not really looking at each other. “The timer has started!” Your friend Calls out from the other side to which hongjoong looks up “Are you just going to sit there and avoid my gaze?” You scramble to find an answer “no sorry I just..” “just what? Think I’m a loser like everyone else out there does?” You shake your head and finally lock eyes with him “of course not! If anything I’m the loser, I’m really awful at kissing or making out..I don’t want to ruin your first time.” Hongjoong chuckles, a very amused smile tugging at his lips. He moves closer to you, so close that now your back is touching the wall of the closet, his lips inching closer to yours. “That’s really cute, i appreciate you thinking of what would be good for me.” by now you’re flustered, and hongjoong can sense the nervousness, his hand interlocking with yours as he closes the gap between you two. when you’re looking at him like this you can see just how good looking he is.You eased into the kiss, feeling fireworks in your stomach, you noticed that the entire time he was the one guiding you, the one who would move in more, the one who would stroke your hair and rest his hand on your cheek, this wasn’t his first kiss.

He was too good, so good that you started to get a bit worked up, a half desperate moan coming out and you prayed that no one on the outside heard, hongjoong on the other hand saw this as an opportunity to go a bit further seeing as how you were now sitting on his lap, your stretched out shirt dangling off your shoulder, your hands gripping his shoulder. His fingers trace along your waist, often rubbing circles on the small of your back, each time you softly moaned they would move up and he eventually reaches your chest, his thumb and index finger pinching the tip of your nipples, his other hand massaging the other. “Mm’ hongjoong..” “hm?” “We can’t..we can’t go any further..they’ll hear..” he pulls Away and you hear a hard knock at the door which startles you “times up!!” For a second you don’t even want to get up, you’re wet, flustered and beyond aroused, leaving now and having to get through the party will be hell. “We don’t have to stop here.”

Did you hear that correctly? “What?” Hongjoong stands up and extends his hand out to help you up “I’m saying we can continue this, but alone in an empty room, I know you’re wet, I know you enjoyed that kiss a little too much.” When he says it like that it just makes you sound dirty, but you did not decline the offer he was making. The faces your friends made when you dismissed yourself, walking out of the room with hongjoong, you’ll never forget it, or well you did as soon as he locked the door and pushed you onto the bed, his lips locking with yours once again. Your head was clouded, The only thing you could think of was his lips on your neck, his hardened pressing against your thigh, each touch slowly making you realize that he clearly had some experience and little did you know that he was going to give you the time of your life. He pulls away his eyes speaking so much, he looked at you with such confidence and you wondered why no woman at your campus had ever expressed their interest in him, seeing as though he was much attractive up close. “Open up your legs more darling.” You did as told, your legs opening up just enough so that he had better access, though he ends up bending your legs up and against your stomach, his finger rubbing over the wet spot on your panties, being this open and exposed had you feeling things “so wet and all I did was kiss you,” “you did much more than that.” There’s a cunning smile on his face “still I’ll bet you’re surprised a loser like me managed to get you like this right? All worked up, you’re probably wishing i was inside you right now.” How the fuck was he this hot? You never saw this side of him.

He dips his head down, teasing your clit with the tip of his tongue, almost immediately you grab ahold of his hair, your desperate cunt clenching onto nothing as you begged in your mind for him to just ravage you. Hongjoong sat there enjoying the sight of you shaking as his tongue slides through your folds, his lips sucking at your clit and lapping up any arousal that dripped out of you. Thank god the music downstairs drowned out your voice because the last thing you wanted was for your friends or literally anyone to hear how pathetic you sounded right about now. This man had your toes curling, had your back arching as you cried out in pleasure “shit…joong..” “gonna come, can’t take anymore..” “please, please, keep going just like that..” and for a split second your legs go numb as your first orgasm hits you and like a fucking truck, there’s tears in your eyes as hongjoong rubs your clit to help you ride it out, his mouth and nose wet, but his face screams satisfaction as much as yours does. “So good baby, so good, see? you handled it so well, good girl.” After coming down from your orgasm you’re still turned on and lucky for you hongjoong was still hard, you were itching to get him out of his clothes, leaning forward to rub and feel the hardness of his cock under his jeans. “Take it off..” you try to sound demanding but it comes off as whiny and HJ let’s out a chuckle “whatever you want darling.”

As soon as he strips from his pants and underwear your face is cold and grim, he was fucking huge how were you supposed to take that? It’s true when they say to watch out for the quiet ones. Hongjoong Strokes his cock and then switches positions with you, laying on his back. You straddle his lap and lift your hips up to which he lines his tip up at the entrance “are you ready?” You nod and slowly lower down, the tip alone was stretching you so much and you had to breath and relax your body so that you wouldn’t get so tight. “You alright?” He asks out of concern “your face looks uncomfortable.” “It’s just…you’re really big.” He strokes your waist and makes eye contact “if it hurts darling we can stop, do you want to?” Almost immediately you shake your head, you’re not a quitter “n-no I can take it..” he chuckles “if you say so baby, but if I feel like I’m hurting you we’ll have to stop.” Slowly you inch down, his cock filling up every crevice, brushing way past your sweet spot but you let out a moan which helps him recognize where it is. “Almost there baby, just a little more, yeah that’s it.” Once he’s fully inside you sit still for a moment, letting yourself adjust to his size, you’re so full, so eager to move but he makes sure you’re proper and ready. You start the pace off slow, feeling hongjoong twitch inside of you, it’s obvious that he wants to speed up so you don’t beat around the bush- hips starting to pick up speed. “Fuck, fuck you’re clenching me so hard, you want it so bad don’t you? I knew it the moment the bottle landed on you,” “they think I’m a loser but you don’t think so right? Could an inexperienced loser fuck you this good?” You didn’t even know how to respond, all you could do was incoherently mumble out an answer.

“Answer me, do you think I’m a loser?” His energy has completely shifted, a cocky smile on his face, he flips the position, you’re on your back lifted up just slightly as your legs are pressed against your stomach, his knees are bent as his hips aggressively snap down, his chain dangling over your face. “come on baby answer me,” at this point it was a taunt, he knew you couldn’t answer at the moment but wanted to tease you. You pull him closer, arms around his neck, lips touching his. He grunts, and feels your hand snake down, your finger rubbing over your clit and this causes him to really go at it, he fucks you at a relentless pace, practically tearing you open, fueled by your cries “gonna breed you, you’d like that wouldn’t you, yeah?” Suddenly your phone starts ringing in your skirt pocket and before you could react Hongjoong takes it out and looks at the Called ID, it’s your friend “looks like your friends are looking for you, should we answer?” Please someone wipe that fucking grin off of his face “n-no…let it go to voicemail,” hj shakes his head “nonsense, they must be worried sick, I’ll answer and you let them know that you’re busy and will meet them soon ok?” It’s clear that he was close, his thrusts getting sloppy but that didn’t make him change positions at all, he pushed through and picks up the phone, setting it on speaker. “Jesus Y/n, where are you? We’ve checked everywhere and no one has seen you?” You open your mouth but all that comes out is a whine, hongjoong is purposefully giving some more rhythm to his movements, keeping your hand in place so that you could keep touching yourself at the same time. “Are you okay??” You nod “she can’t hear you baby, speak up.” “I-I’m alright-I’m busy..I’ll..” your orgasm is building up again and only comes when hongjoong starts only targeting your sweet spot “huh? Is someone with you? Y/n answer me!” Hongjoong coos at you, as your body trembles and does you a service by hanging up the phone, leaving your friend mildly confused.

Finally after a few thrusts he comes too, making sure every last drop filled you up, you’re overstimulated, headspace clouded but starting to clear up as he slowly pulls out and almost collapses on you but holds himself up. You’re both exhausted, but satisfied, he proved to you that he wasn’t what everyone said he was and you’ll do right to never forget.

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karamelkp0p · 3 months

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Face sitting with Mingi

words - no fucking clue

genre - smut

warnings - chubby!reader, dom!mingi, oral (f!receiving), insecurity, internalised fatphobia, nicknames (baby, princess, mingi calls himself baby boy…), praise, brief discussion of safe words, consensual somnophilia (if you squint - mingi gets off on readers thigh and she falls asleep halfway through), i think that’s it :)

one thing you’d realised about mingi is that although he may be dominant in nature, that man really knows how to beg

long limbs trapping you in place as he looks up at you with puppy eyes and whimpers in your ear until you’re practically a puddle in his lap, ready to give into his every desire

he‘a almost impossible to say no to with his pretty pout, almost being the key word

because there’s just one little thing you always say no to

after the last time you denied his request under the guise of being ‘too tired’ you expect it to be more than two days before he asks you again

but it’s not really a surprise… mingi is insatiable when it comes to you

so you just let it happen, body going almost limp as he holds you against kiss chest and kisses down your neck gently

“mmm, taste so good,” he licks a long stripe up your neck before taking your earlobe into his mouth and suckling gently, “you know what tastes better, though.”

you can’t help but moan as he teases you

“you’ll let me eat you out, right?” he whispers, and you nod.

and then he drops the same bombshell as last time and you freeze

“you’ll sit nice and prettily on my face, hm? let your baby boy devour you?”

you cant deny that you’d like to

fuck, you almost say yes there and then!

but before you can, you take a moment to come to your senses and realise that as hot as it sounds, it just won’t work

it takes a few seconds to give your body a once over with your eyes, picking out all the bits of it that carry just a little more weight than you’d like

too heavy, you decide as you begin to rack your brain for yet another excuse as to why you can’t sit on his face tonight

but just as you’re about to spout some nonsense excuse that makes no sense, mingi cuts you off

“and don’t say you’re too tired this time, baby,” he rubs your thicker waist with his hand, massaging the soft flesh like he’s kneading dough, “you were up for getting your pussy eaten before knowing exactly how i wanted to eat you.”

and again, you freeze

he has you caught, and you begin to realise that he knows you too well

“m’not going to say i’m too tired,” you definitely were, “my legs just ache too much to hold myself up for that long.”

“mhm,” he doesn’t believe you for a second, “well, that’s the good thing about sitting on someone’s face, princess… you sit”

his hand shifts to your bare thigh that poked out from your skirt, and he gropes it, big palm tugging at it until your legs are spread a little

“w-well…” you think for a moment, “my hips ache! i cant spread my legs for that long!”

he chuckles darkly in your ear

again, you know he sees through your bullshit

“if i was eating you out on a normal day, your legs would be spread,” he trails his hand up higher, “so tell me the real reason, baby.”

and you realise there’s no getting out of it

you’ll have to sit and tell him exactly why you can’t before he proves you wrong and shows you exactly why you can

its the same as when you told him you didn’t want to wear lingerie because you thought you were too big

you should’ve known mingi would go out and buy the prettiest sets he could find and get you to give him a show, all why he sat and palmed at his dick, showering you with pretty praises

you sigh, working up the courage to do it

“m’too big to sit on your face,” you mumble, “i’ll just hurt you.”

he hums in response, drawing patterns on your thigh with a finger

“and you think i care that you consider yourself ‘too big,’ do you?”

of course he doesn’t, but that doesn’t mean that you don’t care

you shake your head

“listen, baby,” he readjusts you on his lap so you’re facing him, one leg either side of his lap, “we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, but your reasoning is fucking stupid. if you want this, then there should be nothing holding you back…”

you try and avoid his gaze

he finds it cute for a few seconds, but he’s soon lifting your chin and making you focus on him once more

“so,” he leans forward to press a chaste kiss to your pouty lips, “you want this or not?”

and you do want it… you want it so bad!

so you nod

“you know the rules, princess,” another kiss, “i need your words…”

it takes a moment for the words to process in your brain, and then another moment for them to form in your mouth

“can i sit on your face?”

“you’re so well behaved for me…”

and just like that, mingi gently pushes you to the side and positions himself so he’s lay on the sofa, legs hanging off one end so he has a enough room for his head to lie flat at the other

and he’s dragging you closer to him by your hips, and pulling one leg over until your wet panties hover just a few inches above his mouth

his jaw is slack in awe as he moves the damp material to the side and lays his eyes on your pretty pussy

it takes a moment to shake himself out of the trance you have him in

“so perfect, hm?” he whispers, “so pretty and perfect, aren’t you?”

you let out a loud whine at his words, nothing but embarrassment filling you up

he gives your hips an experimental tug, pulling your core just a little closer to his waiting mouth

and you resist, just a little bit

a little bit is enough for him to pause

“baby, i’m only doing this if you’re fully on board,” and you are, you’re just a little nervous, “i need you to sit, baby… can you do that for me?”

you whisper out a ‘yes’, but you still make no movement

you’re still a little scared

“okay, how about this,” he says, “you sit down and i tap your thigh if i want you to move, alright? i can guarantee i won’t, but at least the failsafe is there, okay?”

you cant lie, it makes you feel better

a lot better actually

knowing that he has a way to tell you it’s too much makes you feel a whole lot safer

it makes you let out a giggle as you finally understand why mingi is always so insistent on the whole ‘safeword’ thing

if your lips were anywhere near his, you’d kiss him

for now, you’d have to settle for something else

and from that point, it takes just a few seconds for you to lower your cunt to his mouth

the groan he makes when contact is made is borderline sinful and he wastes no time slurping at your wet pussy

tongue tracing patterns up and down your slit before delving deep inside to collect as much nectar as it could

lips circling around your clit, suckling ever so gently before adding more and more pressure

messy, open mouth kisses to your hole as if he’s desperate to make out with it

youre a mess within minutes, and you wholeheartedly blame mingi

you fall forwards at some point, barely holding yourself up with your elbows

your plush tummy rests just a few inches above mingi’s forehead and he can’t help but shift his hands until they’re resting flat against it

they massage the flesh as his tongue massages your clit

and before you know it, you’re crumbling

your hips buck against his open mouth, but mingi drinks up everything you have to offer him, grunting loudly as if it’s the best think he’s ever tasted

he works you through it, barely dipping a toe into overstimulation before pulling you away and shuffling a little so you can lie next to him

he’s rock hard against your hip, but when you try and move you hands to do something about it, he clasps them in his own

“i can use your thigh, baby,” he whispers as he begins to rhythmically rub his crotch against your leg, “almost there anyway… tasted too good.”

and in a weirdly peaceful way, you can’t help but fall into a slumber as your boyfriend ruts against your thigh, kissing your cheek with his sticky lips as he groans in your ear with his deep voice

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karamelkp0p · 3 months

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Upskirt (San) pt 2

Synopsis: it’s been a month since your dirty encounter with San, the both of you got pretty busy with life and couldn’t make time to text and you ended up getting a new phone. The two of you bump into each other coincidentally and it leaves you wondering what you’ll both get up to and how you’ll make up for lost time.

Pairing: business man!San X Fem!Reader

Genre: smut

Notes: flirting, some more groping, Hotel Sex, pussy eating, spanking, fingering, humiliation, Dacryphilia, Face fucking, orgasm control, rough sex but also,,it gets a bit soft, finger sucking, hair pulling, public sex sorta ?? Big dick San, I’m telling you this is most likely crazier than the first part. Hehe and a little brief mention of Yeonjun..

Thanks to the lovely @lunaclipse for all the kinky inspo and a tag for the one who asked for a part two <3 @almondmilkeu hope you enjoy! This is going to be a long one, like trust me on this ;;

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It had been a month since you had your first filthy encounter with San and while you would’ve loved to meet up again it seemed the both of you got too busy and caught up with life to be able to text each other back. You’ll admit it, at first you thought about him a lot, who wouldn’t? You managed to have mind blowing and risky sex on a train with him- a complete stranger of course that would be etched into anyone’s mind for weeks. However the more busy you got with work the more you gradually stopped thinking about it overall. Plus you’d gotten a new phone due to your old one breaking and completely forgot to add his number to your contact list so really there was no way of getting back in touch with him, and strangely the two of you never bumped into each other again even once. You figured at this point you wouldn’t be seeing him again so why think about him anymore. “Ah,” “damnit” you dropped your wallet whilst standing at an ice cream shop and attempted to put down your shopping bags in order to grab it. The cashier behind the counter was quick to come from behind the register and pick it up for you, a smile looking back at you “oh thank you.” You blushed a little and he hands it to you before going back around to let you pay “Couldn’t just stand here and let a pretty thing like you touch the dirty floor could I?” You’ll admit it, this guy was hot, your eyes flickered down to his name tag “Yeonjun hm? What’s a model like you doing working at an ice cream shop?” He grins “gotta start somewhere yknow, the model comment is quite flattering though, I appreciate that.” You chuckle and go to swipe your card but he blocks it “that flattery earned you a free cone, on me.” There’s a look of surprise on your face “are you sure? I mean I have the money.” He just nods “I’m sure, I’ll deal with the consequences of it later if my boss happens to find out, just promise you’ll come back sometime? Grace me with that beautiful face and maybe some more compliments?”

Putting your card back in your wallet you slyly bite down on your lip “I can’t make any promises, but who knows maybe you’ll see me sooner than you think.” Yeonjun hands you your ice cream and you wave goodbye before walking away, despite not facing him you could tell he was still looking intensely at you. As you walked some time down the sidewalk holding your bags you sat down at a nearby bench so that you’re able to fully enjoy your treat. It was nice out, good weather, lots of good looking guys for some eye candy and all that was on your mind was picking through your new clothing options for something to wear at the club you planned to visit later on at night today. Finishing your ice cream you sat up and began walking in the direction back to your place and whilst distracted for a second on your phone you ended up colliding with someone by complete accident. You almost fell but felt hands wrapping around your waist and pulling you back up and on your feet. Your heart was racing thinking about the fact that you almost fell straight on your ass “You okay?” The voice was deep and while it’s been a month since you last heard his voice you knew exactly who it was? “San?” Looking up the both of you made deep eye contact and he lets go of you, giving you a bit of room “Oh..it’s you.” He was trying to hold back the urge to grin but gave up and couldn’t help but chuckle “So we meet again.” His eyes scan your face before he fully takes you in, looking you up and down, it’s safe to say he likes what he sees. That skimpy little skirt you had on and that off the shoulder top that was slightly cropped left little to the imagination. You scanned him as well to see that he seemed to still dress very business like even outside of his job, he dawned a white button up with a black vest, a tie and some black suit pants. For a moment you were going to respond back to him but noticed he was with someone, a very tall and cutely dressed man who seemed to be eyeing you as well.

San follows your eyes to see that you’re both looking at each other “Yunho.” He gets you to look at him again “This is my friend Yunho.” Yunho seemingly perks up when his name is called “oh right, yeah, names Yunho it’s nice to meet you.” He holds out his hand and you politely take it as the both of you shake hands “Nice to meet you Yunho, I’m Y/n.” He gives you a smile before scratching the back of his head “so what’s the deal San? Do you know her? I’ve never seen you hang out with her before, you never even mentioned her either.” There’s a look of confusion on his face, meanwhile you look like a deer caught in the headlights. “Remember the train incident I told you about?” You blush and there’s a slight look of panic on your face as your heart starts to race. Yunho looks over at you and makes An ‘O’ shape with his mouth, that’s it you’re doomed he’s definitely going to think you’re crazy. “Oh I see, I remember-“ as he goes to say more his phone starts to ring and he excuses himself for a moment leaving you and San. Your eyes shoot over at San who has a nonchalant look on his face “You didn’t tell him did you..” he looks smug “you did!” He laughs uncontrollably while you Sulk but eventually he shakes his head “don’t worry sweetheart, I don’t kiss and tell, he doesn’t know a thing.” “Wait but his reaction?” San pats your head “I told him I saved you from being robbed, trust me if I told him what really happened his face would say otherwise.” You groan In annoyance “I just wanted to get a bit of a rise out of you, that’s all.” You shake his hand off your head “you’re an Asshole.” San can’t help but keep a wide smile on his face as he bites his lip “yeah I am, but at least you still look as hot as the day I met you.” There’s silence “Any reason you ghosted me?” He drops the question he’d been meaning to get off his chest and you motion for him to sit at the bench with you because holding these bags were starting to get tiring.

As the two of you sat down you let out a deep breathe before massaging your own hands “Well for starters I didn’t ghost you…at least not on purpose.” San raises his eyebrows in curiosity “continue..” “I got a new phone, my last one got really damaged and I just couldn’t use it anymore. I simply threw it out and forgot to add your number back to my contacts.” He gives an offended look but playfully “Was the Sex that bad enough for you to forget me?” You hit his arm and shake your head, this makes him blush “Oh hush, you didn’t exactly text me at any time when I did have my old phone so if anything I should ask you that.” “Suppose you’re right, to be fair though I got really busy with work, it was pretty draining.” You nod understandingly “Yeah I got pretty busy too, got paid really good though which is why I did some shopping today.” San looks at your bags and smiles “Too bad I didn’t catch you when I did, a beautiful woman like you shouldn’t have to pay for clothes when she could have someone else buy them for her.” You feel a sudden heat between your thighs like you did the very first time the two of you met, he really did know how to get you going. You’re both startled when Yunho comes over to the bench and sighs “Sorry San, something important just came up and I really have to go, can we rain check that movie?” For a moment San looks a bit bothered but when he remembers you’re here he nods “Sure, go do what you have to do, I’m just going to catch up with This one over here.” He motions to you and Yunho looks over “it was nice meeting you, maybe next time we can speak properly.” You politely agree.

With that he walks off leaving you and San alone once again, but you stand up “I should get going, I was actually on my way home until I bumped into you.” He stands up as and stops you from leaving “you could leave or…we could have some alone time, I remember telling you that next time we meet we should ..fuck properly.” Never in your life had you met someone with language as vulgar as him, but hell you weren’t complaining. It’s clear there was sexual tension from the moment you two locked eyes with each other after a while of no contact. And how could you turn him down anyways, your body was screaming to have him again. So here you are, standing in front of a love hotel, you stare at the building for a bit before San presses a hand onto your lower back letting you know that you two should walk in. When you’re inside he’s immediately greeted and it seems like the staff is very familiar with him, it makes you wonder how many times he’s been here. “May we take your bags dear? We can watch over them for you until you’re back with Mr Choi.” They spoke about him so formally, this would be a good time to ask what the deal was but you decided to wait until the two of you were in the elevator “the staff seem very comfortable around you.” San cocks his head to the side “Well of course they would be, my dad owns this hotel so they know me.” His dad owns what now? “Your dad owns this place?” He nods “Mhm, he owns quite a lot of love hotels as they get really good business, specially around any sort of holidays.” You think about the fact that Valentine’s Day was practically around the corner which meant that more couples would be out and about. “I see..I just thought that maybe..” your voice trails off but he finishes your sentence “that maybe they might’ve known me because I come here often.”

Theres a blush spread across your cheek as you realize you might be coming off as jealous, which was not your goal “Am I sensing some jealousy?” His teasing tone only annoys you but as he gets closer to you, backing you into a corner all thoughts disappear. He puts his index finger under your chin to make eye contact with you. “There’s no need to be jealous baby, I’ll have you know I haven’t touched anyone since that day on the train. I mean how could I think about anyone else when you gave me such a good time?” Not like you’d care if he did. There’s a strong tension and the air is thick as his face inches closer to yours but before he can kiss you the elevator stops and the doors slide open. “Let’s continue this in the room.” As the two of you step out of the elevator he guides you to the room while you take in your surroundings, it was still so interesting that his father owns this place and probably many more in the surrounding area, you’d probably have known if you had kept in contact but there’s no use dwelling on it anymore. When the both of you are inside San keeps the door only slightly agape but throws a “do not disturb Sign” on the door handle, this makes you shiver “don’t you want to close the door?” San grins “not really, I like an audience, seems like you do too.” You go to decline but you are reminded that San literally fucked you in a crowded train, and wether you wanna think about it or not there were probably some prying eyes that watched, you’ll never actually know, but what you do know is that it was arousing to have all of those people in your vicinity.

He grabs your arm and leads you to the bed pushing you down, taking in the sight of how gorgeous you looked. Fucking you on the train was amazing but he wanted to do more, wanted to see you more, wanted better access so you could imagine how bummed out he was when you didn’t text him back. He looked down at you with so much want in his eyes and you could tell by his mischievous attitude that he was going to absolutely ruin you. “So pretty.” He sighed in content before he could no longer pretend that he had any sort of decorum, joining you on the bed, pushing your legs apart so that he could go in between them, lips hanging dangerously close to yours. Both of you were clearly fighting over some sort of dominance, a test of who was going to cave in first and damn were you good because San couldn’t even last a few minutes before he was kissing you. Hands roaming around your body and groping every part of you but the part he seemed to be enjoying the most was your plump thighs. You moaned into his lips, desperate for him to do more and he was happy to oblige “You taste so good Baby, I’m hooked.” He smirks while he’s pulling away “Ah, what should I do with you..” it seems like he’s in deep thought, wondering what he should do next, his eyes wonder towards the window they are covered by curtains so he decides it would be best to pull them up, the sunlight shinning through the room.

He’s being slow, painfully slow and it’s bothering you, your core is quaking, desperate to feel him and part of you feels like he’s doing it on purpose but you can’t hide how much you want him “San.” You call out for him and it sounds much more pathetic than you thought it would but it gets his attention “yes baby?” You’re leaning up, eyes never leaving him “this is torturer, can you please do something?” Your impatience was entertaining, he messes with the button on his pants, eyes undressing you, his pants drop to the floor and you can see just how hard he is, his underwear already stained in the front with precum, it doesn’t take long for him to also remove his underwear “Come here and get on your knees.” His tone is firm and no longer playful, but you’d never gotten up so quickly in your life, dropping to your knees and crawling towards him. Once you’re in front of him he leans forward, his cock brushing against your cheek and you be on too embarrassed to make eye contact “look at me when you’re sucking me off.” Your head doesn’t move and you’re feeling bratty but he’s quick to correct your behavior “I said look at me, disobey again and I’ll have to punish you.” His words make you shiver as you then look up and his taps the tip of his cock on your lips “Good girl, now open up for me.” You open your mouth and San pushes himself past your lips and doesn’t stop until he’s touching the back of your throat. Already your eyes are starting to tear up as he grabs a decent amount of your hair and uses it to thrust himself slowly into your mouth. You’re wet, practically soaked and hearing Him groan only made the butterflies in your stomach multiply. “Fuck.” His eyebrows are furrowed displaying pleasure as he fucks your throat and leaves little care for the amount of restriction you have In terms of air. There’s drool pooling at the sides of your mouth as the room is filled with the sounds of your occupied throat groaning. You breathe through your nose, eyes rolling and San can tell you’re getting off to this “Yes, just like that baby, just a little more.”

His grip on your hair gets tighter and just when you think he’s about to come he pulls out of you quickly, his cheeks flushed. You take this time to breathe properly, wiping your face, San leads you to the bed, impatiently tearing off every article of clothing that was covering you, holding your legs apart and relishing in the embarrassment you were feeling due to being so exposed “San this is…” he looks up “want me to stop?” You couldn’t tell if he was being serious or mocking you, you just know that the answer was no, you didn’t want him to stop at all. “No it’s just…so exposed..” he chuckles “Relax baby,” he looks down “I love what I’m seeing.” He gives you no time to relax as he laps up your arousal, his mouth latching onto you and sucking hard. You tried to suppress a moan, but when he slid two fingers into you, his tongue flicking over your clit you couldn’t help but lose your mind. “San…ah..I can’t.” He smiles while eating you out like it’s his last meal and the more he continues the more you feel pressure building up in your lower abdomen. “I’m gonna come..” There’s tears welling up in your eyes again, the pleasure is amazing, overwhelming and just unlike what you experienced that day on the train, San was so focused and determined to make you feel good. “You’re so beautiful when you cry sweetheart.” The choice of words made you clench around his fingers and sent you over the edge and before you know it an orgasm had crashed over you and really hard. Your heart was pounding as you tried to calm down but San wouldn’t stop slicking his tongue through your folds, your overstimulated cunt grasping around nothing.

He flips you onto your stomach and you’re surprised when his hand comes into hard contact with your ass as he slaps it. You whine but he only does it again, teasing his fingers over your clit but colliding his hand down again. By now your ass is red and sure to be bruised later on “what was that for?” Your voice is shaky “that’s for ghosting me for a month.” He chuckles “but it wasn’t intentional!” You defend yourself but he only gives you a mischievous look “hush baby, we’ve still got lots more to get to.” San walks over to the nightstand and opens the drawer, for a moment he’s digging inside moving things and examining which leaves you curious “what are you looking for?” There’s a smirk plastered across his face “I’m looking for something to use on you.” There’s a look of surprise on your face “there’s toys in there??” He nods “Mhm, unused of course they switch out any and all toys that were taken out of its packaging, can’t risk anything.” “You seem to know a lot about this place.” He picks up a packaged toy that seemed to be to his liking and walks back over to you “If you’re jealous about the fact that I might’ve brought other people here..you should just say that you know.” You scoff “as if.” Your stubbornness causes him to spank you again “watch yourself darling.” You bury your face into the mattress pretending that it didn’t hurt, but you know it did. You can hear San ripping apart the packaging as he inspects it. Out of no where you hear the device buzzing, it starts off tame but he seemingly messes with the settings and it gets higher and higher or well, faster in terms of the buzzing. “I think I’m going to have a lot of fun with this.” You attempt to look up but San stops you “‘No peaking baby, just try to relax.”

How the fuck can you relax when he sounds so suspicious? “Now sweetheart I’m gonna need you to keep this position and no matter what do not move from it.” He keeps your upper back pressed against the mattress whilst moving your butt up in the air, your entire backside exposed. The anticipation of not knowing what he was going to do turned you on even more and you gasp when you feel his fingers slide through your folds, your wet arousal coating on them. You then feel a slightly thick object being pushed inside of you and suddenly a vibrating sensation overtakes your senses. Almost instantly you crumble down but San is there to hold your lower half up “No darling, keep this position, move and I’ll have to punish you again but if you’re able to keep still I promise I’ll reward you.” The promise of a reward definitely kept you on your toes “San..I don’t..t-think I can.” You try to form more coherent sentences but the settings switching from soft to aggressive had you drooling and talking nonsense, you wanted to close your legs, to move Around, but you were not going to let him win. You moaned and whined against the pillows, your arousal dripping onto the mattress below you while San stood back and watched it all. Hard cock pressed against his stomach, he was desperate to stuff you full but wanted to tease you more before moving things forward. “Ah…shit…San…please.” You couldn’t control your voice and you’re sure that anyone hanging around outside of the door could hear, and that’s exactly what San wants. Like he stated before, he doesn’t mind an audience and he knows you’re slutty enough to enjoy it too, otherwise you wouldn’t have wanted him to fuck you on that train. When it seemed like you were going to come again San turned off the toy, your shaking legs growing stiff and your lips turning into a pout “no, no, no why did you stop?”

“You haven’t earned that orgasm,” he starts the toy back up again over and over and continuously turns it off whenever you’re about to come and it’s driving you mad, you’re practically crying out, sniffling “San please..please, please,please let me come..it feels so weird.” He took pleasure in watching you beg “maybe if you beg some more I might be more inclined to let you.” You bit down on your lip and waved your bottom, sliding a hand down to your folds and holding yourself open “Pretty please Sannie? I promise I’ll be so good for you, I’ll let you do whatever you want, but please can I come?” His head is spinning as you beg but tease him back at the same time. He’d been holding back from fucking you into the next day but could no longer resist. “Damn..” his words trail off “Fuck, you really know just what to say to get me going.” San eagerly joins you on the bed, loosening his tie and throwing it on the floor, along with his vest and button up. “Come here.” He pulls your ass closer to him, his hard cock pressed against your cheek, the only thing he could think about was breeding you full. He puts the toy on the lowest setting to avoid making you come early and pulls it out. He pushes his tip at the entrance which makes you salivate “oh fuck, please, yes, hurry up I’m going crazy.” He leans forward and bites down on your neck whilst sinking into you further until he bottoms out, feeling the pain instantly made your orgasm crash over you again the walls of your cunt squeezing San and pulling him further into you. Having came twice you were overstimulated but San hadn’t came once and at this point he was nearly close to exploding from all the foreplay he was giving you.

San thrusts forward, his pace is sharp and aggressive but he works his cock so well into you that you can’t even think, mind going stupid. “You like that baby? You’re clenching around me so hard.” He notices you’re too in your own world to hear his words and slips two fingers into your mouth, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulling so that your back is against his chest and your neck is easily exposed. He wastes no time in marking you, leaving hickeys and love bites all around your shoulders and neck. Your moans are becoming louder, the sweat making your hair stick to your forehead, you can’t think, you don’t want to because if you do then that’ll only delay your third orgasm and you can feel it building up. “Room service.” The voice rings through your ears and you unintentionally squeeze even harder around San who only grunts, the employee doesn’t enter the room, instead they stand behind the door awaiting an answer “We’re busy.” The speed of his thrusts pick up as he’s very clear on making sure whoever it is can fully hear what a mess he’s making out of you, it’s humiliating. “In case you couldn’t tell.” He adds, slapping his hand down on your ass which causes you to cry out, your tongue lapping on his fingers. Every part of your body is buzzing, feeling electrified “o-oh my mistake, I’ll come back another time..” The employee stutters, clearly embarrassed before you hear footsteps slowly fading. “You loved that didn’t you?” No answer “oh I forgot, your mind must be so busy thinking about my cock, you probably can’t even manage an answer.” He growls, biting the tip of your ear “I’m so close baby, so so close.” His hands make their way up to your tits and he fondles them, toying with your nipples and squeezing them. By now his thrusts are getting sloppier and you actually hear him whine, his voice completely changing “shit, let me breed you, I need to do it so bad, I want to.” He turns you around and his eye contact never once falters as he slips his cock back into you. His grip on your waist is tight and you’re sure that it’s going to leave some bruises but you don’t mind. The moans in your ear tell you that he’s about to come and with one last snap of his hips he’s filling you up. “oh my god..” he breathes out, riding his orgasm and shortly after you come as well and he slowly pulls out of you, just to watch his load spill out of you slowly as your cunt clenches down around nothing. “Gorgeous.” He states, his fucked out face was matching yours.

“Y/n…” you look up “you’re fucking amazing.” There’s a blush spread across your cheek “I know.” He playfully bites his lip “so you do have a cocky side?” “Mm not cocky, just confident?” He pulls you into his embrace and kisses your forehead, his grip on you is strong so even though you try to shimmy out it’s embarrassing “ugh, San please let go I want to clean myself off.” He chuckles “right, and let you just fall to the floor because your poor little legs are sore? You’re staying right here, I’ll be taking care of you for the rest of the day so don’t move.”

God he was a pain in the ass, but a good one.

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karamelkp0p · 3 months

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Upskirt (San)

Synopsis: It was crowded, and the random stranger standing directly behind you decided now would be the best time to start pitching a tent.

Pairing: Business Man!San X Fem!Reader

Genre: smut!

Notes: public sex (don’t do it please, this is only meant for fiction!)Tired business Man San, groping, consent is given, reader initiates, quickie Sex, San takes photos, unprotected sex, fingering (wrap it up sluts)

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“Ah, I think it’s time that I head home, it’s getting pretty late.” You say looking at the time on your phone, you take the last swig of your drink and drop some money down on the bar counter. “Plus I don’t want to miss the train.” Both Wooyoung and Seonghwa stand up for a hug and you happily rush your way into their arms feeling comfortable and relaxed. “We’re gonna stay a bit longer, probably try to find someone to take home.” Wooyoung says and You giggle as they jokingly raise their eyebrows “Yeah goodluck with that.” And with that you turned around and left the bar. Almost instantly the breezy air hit you, your body tensed up as you slipped on your sweater and made your way to the train. When you arrived at the station it wasn’t exactly empty but it seemed like you might have a shot at getting a seat if you played your cards right so you made sure to stand in the least empty spot on the platform. You noticed that someone else seemed to be doing the same thing, as you were looking around you noticed a man scoping out the platform, looking for a good place to stand. He wore a black suit, glasses tucked neatly on his face, hair parted.

He settled on standing next to you, giving you a small nod as he did so. You noticed he was much taller than you, and although he was wearing a suit you could tell he was pretty fit, if you’re honest you’ve always had a slight thing for businessmen, maybe it was the suit or perhaps it was the fact that they’ve sometimes got a bit of a mysterious vibe or tend to keep to themselves. When the train arrived the both of you stepped forward but the man stepped back a bit and motioned that it was alright for you to step in first and with a smile you thank him and walk inside ahead of him to which He followed suit. Since there were annoyingly no empty seats you stuck with standing right in front of the door, you’d be getting off in a couple of stops so its not like you exactly needed to sit down, it was more of a it’d be nice sort of thing. Aside from the seats being full the train was pretty void of people standing up, it was just you and 4 other people that were standing however you didn’t realize just how bad it was going to get when the next stop rolled over. You were looking down at your phone, checking messages and just scrolling to pass the time and as soon as the train doors open a sea full of people squished themselves inside. Somehow you still had your spot in front of the doors secured but when it closed and you tried to move back just a bit and it became clear that there wasn’t a single piece of space left for you to move back, and to make matters worse someone was practically pushing all on your back.

“I’m sorry.” The man apologized and It would’ve been nice if you could at least turn around to see who it was, you could tell he really tried to keep his distance but he was also being squished by the passengers and there was only so much space he could give. As the train started to move you somehow ended up losing your balance, leaning off to the side but instead of bumping into someone you were moved back into place as the man behind you had gripped your waist to prevent you from bumping shoulders with anyone, though he quickly let go once you regained balance. You don’t know why but your heart was racing, for some reason being touched by a stranger gave you goosebumps and not the bad kind and Honestly you wouldn’t necessarily care about being squished if the next stop was quick but you knew it wouldn’t be. This one was going to take awhile and you’d just have to endure it for the time being, everyone around you seemed to be minding their business, as most of them looked on to their phones and some had headphones in, at least the train would be outside, you’ll actually have something to look at since you couldn’t exactly reach for your phone that was tucked into your purse.

Trying to ignore the fact that some stranger was pushed up against your back proved to be difficult, but nothing could prepare you for what was about to happen. You slowly felt something poking at your butt and immediately knew what it was. There was a bit of a reflection on the window in front of you so you were able to kind of see who it was and with a bit of squinting you could clearly tell it was the man that was standing next to you at the station. He was looking away from you, face flushed and he sort of seemed embarrassed but was trying to keep a straight and monotone face. You could tell that he was trying not to acknowledge it because if he did then that would mean you were probably going to say something about it. For a moment you too decided to ignore it, but the constant pushing against your bottom was setting your inner thighs on fire. The more you ignored it the more your body started reacting and the more you wanted to just throw every piece of your dignity out of the window. Instead of being too forward you decided to test your luck, or well read the vibes and see if he’s feeling what you’re feeling or if it was just his body acting against him. Slowly you grind yourself back against his lower half, just testing the waters to see where it gets.

At first he assumed it might’ve been the train bouncing you around, but when he realized that he wasn’t exactly losing his footing it all clicked, though just to be sure he did look around but saw that everyone seemed to be pretty stable and still, which meant that you were purposely grinding against him. It shocked him, sure getting the boner was a complete accident, he can’t exactly keep himself calm when an attractive woman has her ass pressed against his clothed cock, then again he didn’t exactly think that you’d notice since the train was so packed and assumed that would be the last thing on your mind. The pressure of your ass pushing against his hard cock was torturous but it felt amazing, he couldn’t help but bite his lip, hands traveling around your waist and moving down until they rested on your behind. That was enough for you to know that he was definitely feeling the tension, no words even needed to be spoken, it’s like the both of you were telepathically communicating. He groped your ass, coping a handful and you had to bite your lip to keep on a moan that was so close to slipping out. No one was looking, not a single soul paid the two of you any mind as getting to the next stop was their only priority.

The air felt so warm as the heat between your thighs only grew, the man slipped a hand under your skirt, fingers sliding over your clothed folds, one rubbing over your clit too as he continued to grind against you. “Do you have a name sweetheart?” The smell of his cologne only made you weaker in the knees “Y/n.” He removes his hand from under your skirt and one grips your waist while the other slips under your shirt, finding its way to your breasts. “Such a pretty name, but I’d prefer to call you slut.” He takes your nipple between his fingers and pinches them, you gasp and lean more into the door to support yourself. “Names San, I wanna know baby what’s a pretty little thing like you doing seducing a stranger on a crowded train?” His voice is deep and taunting and you don’t know if you should be embarrassed or incredibly turned on. “Y-you got a boner first.” He chuckles and smoothly slides your panties down just enough to give him better access, this has your toes curling as anyone can see, at any moment a passenger could call you two out on the indecent behavior. “How could I have not? Your ass is pressed against me and you smell fucking amazing, course I would start to get turned on.” You could see from the glass reflection that he was grinning, clearly confident in his words. Before you could respond you hold in a breath as San rubs two fingers through your wet folds before sinking his fingers deep into you. It’s cold and rough but the way he’s curling them with every thrust has you salivating, they were stretching you in the best way possible.

“S-San…” you speak in a low tone to avoid anyone else listening in “if you keep doing that I’ll come.” His fingers only push in deeper “I suppose we don’t exactly have all day.” He hesitated on stopping but eventually took his fingers out discreetly “Do I have your permission to go any further?” Your brain was so scrambled and desperate that you didn’t even hesitate when you nodded, Which a smirk on his Face San took out his phone and clicked on his camera app. He looked around to see if you two were being watched and when it seemed clear he unbuttoned his suit hands and pulled the front down just enough for his cock to spring free. The anticipation was killing you, the adrenaline rush from the possibility of getting caught had you on edge but it didn’t exactly stop your pussy from clenching onto nothing. San pressed record and angled his phone as discreetly as possible, lining the tip up at your entrance before he slowly pushed himself in. The stretch had you biting your lip as you tried to avoid making any noise, you couldn’t see but could definitely feel that he was thick in size but that was just the bonus. San could feel a groan at the back of his throat but stuck to biting the inside of his cheek as the walls of your pussy sucked him in. Once he was balls deep he lifted your skirt up more and looked around, thankfully no one was facing either of you, it seemed as though they didn’t want to sandwich you two and stuck to facing the other way, San was grateful but still he knew that this was risky and he definitely couldn’t do it again.

He started to trust only slowly as he couldn’t really move much without risking being detected, still the size of his cock and the feel of him stretching you combined with his finger rubbing your clit..you were feeling nothing but bliss. All the two of you could do was let out breathy moans that couldn’t even be heard by anyone. San stopped recording, took pictures and put his phone back into his pocket. You clenched even tighter around him which let him know that you were close, which was perfect timing as the announcer on the speaker stated that the train would soon be coming to a stop. San pushed himself in deeper, pinching your clit and giving you playful love bites on your neck. “Y/n I’m gonna come, fuck, you’re gonna have to take every drop otherwise we’ll end up making a mess on the train.” He grins “unless that’s what you want hm?” You shook your head “inside, do it inside.” You say in a low tone, San chuckles “whatever you say baby.” After a Few more thrusts his load was spilling into you, his fingers slipping into your mouth as he had a feeling you would end up moaning. You lightly bit down on them and felt your orgasm crash over you, When San was finished he pulled out and quickly pulled up your underwear as well, placing your skirt back down and over your butt. He immediately goes soft, pulling his pants back up and buttoning them, you could feel his come dripping out of you but when the train still moving and packed there wasn’t much you could do.

When it came to a stop both you and San exited, it was either of your stops but you two needed to get away from the crowd and San ended up walking you to the bathroom so that you could use it and clean yourself off. After cleaning yourself You met him outside where he ended up asking for your number which you didn’t hesitate to give, the both of you said your goodbyes as you decided to take a Cab the rest of the way home and You’re surprised by the amount of notifications that popped up on your phone. It was San, and as soon as you opened the messages you’re bombarded with photos and videos of Him Balls deep inside of you on the train, your face heats up as another text pops up

“thought you might’ve liked to see my point of view ;)”

“Let’s do this again sometime, only on a bed.”

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karamelkp0p · 3 months

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jongho is the type to bend you over and fuck you at any time of day. you could be at a restaurant and he’ll do what he can to stuff as many fingers inside of you as possible.. bend you over at the dorm knowing that any of the boys could walk in.. and even randomly stop in a dark place while driving and get out of his drivers seat, entering the back seat. your heart would immediately drop everytime.. knowing that he’s serious as fuck when it comes to having to ruin your guts in the car.

“jonghoahhhh….” you sighed out as jongho bent you over for the third time today. his hands were on the back of your neck, firmly pulling down your panties that were poking out from the large shirt you were wearing. he grabbed his cock from his sweatpants, being commando & having a slit from his sweatpants coming in handy.

forcefully, he bent you down to your furthest extent while shoving his whole length inside of you. you felt an overwhelming shock from not only the position but the deepness, jongho pressing his hips further into you to get you to react even more. helpless little gasps left your lips, your whine making his cock throb even more. he walks you over to a chair in the kitchen, sitting you on top of it. the position has changed, jongho now spreading your legs to reveal your wetness enveloping his pink cock.

he does something you don’t expect… he pulls out his phone. he begins to record as he lightly rolls his hips into you, the pad of his thumb coming to flick harshly over your clit. your lower half feels tingly as you cant help but let out desperate sighs.. clenching around jongho unwillingly.

“do you like when i randomly come over and use you like the little toy you are??? hmmm????” he whispers more to the camera than you, bringing up his hand that was touching on your clit to your mouth to collect lubricant. after you spit on his hand, he brings all five of his fingers to your clit, rubbing incredibly fast back and forth. pornographic moans left your lips as he brought you so incredibly close to the edge, only to feel you clenching so tightly, tighter than you have before. he pulls out, not forgetting to film everything spilling out of you from your pre-cum.

“bad girls who let boys use their body don’t get rewarded, honey.” he shuts the camera off only to bring his fingers to your tired face, pinching your red cheeks. he giggles while fixing his cock in his pants, only to walk away & leave you hanging.

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Seonghwa and Mingi eating you out at the same time.

(Yes, I'm dead.😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫🥵🥵🥵)

they'd have you spread open wide so both of them can slot themselves between your legs. you'd be bent in half, holding up your thighs, just so your pussy is on full display for them to taste. imagine the broad sweeps of mingi's tongue sending licks of heated pleasure through you. imagine seonghwa's pretty lips wrapping around your clit, and your body jolts with every zapping surge of pleasure. just being submerged in dual sensation, fiery and electric pleasure leaving you squirming and begging for more. they'd keep going for so long, even after you've cum once, twice, three times, even as you're damn near crying from how sensitive you are. they respond to your every cry, every moan, every twist of your hips, letting you lay back and ride out the ebb and flow of intense pleasure. they let you arch up off the bed and against their waiting tongues. they let you reach down to grab their hair, their hands keeping your thighs in place so they can keep devouring you. fuck imagine them taking turns tongue fucking your pussy. right as mingi's tongue dips into you and pulls back, you feel seonghwa's wriggling tongue immediately after that, both of them alternating to try and take in your taste and draw yet another orgasm from you. oof you'd be in for a very long night.

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WIDER. ot8

In which the ninth member of ateez tries a few different things with her boyfriends... INTENSE NSFW. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

Hiii todays my 21st birthday nd I was wondering if I can get the nastiest smut u got for ot8 or just any member please —asked @bratty-tingz

Hi birthday pookie! Nasty 0t8 just for you !!

"Just like that baby" you squirm "s too much min-" he scoffs, lightly, teasingly, tensing his hands around your cheeks to keep your spread open, a strangled groan emitting from his throat. "Come on, you can handle it, you've taken it before sweet girl" seonghwa murmurs, using his knees to spread your thighs wider on mingis lap. "It's just one gorgeous, how're gonna take another cock if you can't even handle one baby?" Hongjoong coos, swiping the sweat from your forehead. You pout, coming up to interlace your hands sweetly with his over your cheek.

Mingi bottoms out with your hips slinking down on him, his thigh twitching under the weight of your body on his. A shudder gasp wracks his lungs, your face scrunching at the stretch. God, truly, you didn't know if you could take another.

With a few seconds to adjust, the bed is dipping behind you, San kissing your shoulder gently the minute he feels your skin against his. His tip pressed against your already filled hole. "San! Wait! Please, s'can't" you shuddered, mingi was already big enough to take up the entirety of your cunt. Leaving you full, but to have san pressing into the same hole, with his lubed up dick trying to slip in. You were really doubting the fit. "Just let it happen, sweet girl," the same man presses kisses to your shoulder, nipping softly. His hands encase your waist. You shudder on mingis thighs, clenching every so often as san tries to line himself up again.

Mingi pats your bum, spreading you further so san can see where he's working. "y'squeezing love, please relax or m gonna- fuck" The minute you feel san go to press in again, you drop your head down on mingis own wide shoulder. "she's right. Why's your dick gotta be so big, mingi? Fucking hell" san groans at the squeeze of the tight ring of your cunt, completely stretched out from earlier endeavors but still holding mingi in the tightest of suctioned grips. Mingi gently lifts you by your hips, easing out an inch. "B-Better?" The pink haired member tuts, looking behind at san. San nods mindlessly, the added space helping him to slot his cock farther in a few more inches. You whimper, jolting from the sensation of two of them inside you.

San squeezes your waist so you can't move. "Just like that sweetheart," seonghwa speaks up, "look at how stuffed you are, taking them so well" he reaches for your palm against mingis chest, placing it over the bulge on your stomach. Your eyes swing open the minute a rough hand grabs your chin, tilting you to look down at yourself. "He said look." Mingi hisses. Throbbing from inside your walls, his lip under his teeth. Eyes slotted over your face to watch your eyes widen. It's ridiculous. You could hardly comprehend how much space they've taken up on your insides. San continues his assault on your neck, bruising hickeys into your skin.

Mingis hips jolt up, sending himself all the way in, and slipping san further with him. You moan, biting his shoulder from the movement. Sans groan meets your ear, his breath fanning against your neck.

"mingi, ah- shit- give her a second"

Your cunt continuously squeezing around the two of them has mingi breathing heavy, even when San scoots himself to sheath himself all the way inside your hot walls. Mingi stutters, his eyes clenching shut.

"Fuck I can't do it, I'm going crazy here" he whimpers from above you. He might feel terrible later, but the added stimulus from sans cock throbbing against his own has his hips moving on their own, rutting his dick up against your walls and the other hard length propped against his own. It's a feeling that has mingis core vibrating, building up his orgasm quicker than he can ever proudly admit. "Fuck! Fuck! fine!" San leans back, timing his thrusts up with mingi so you're lulled between the two of them. His heavy palms firm on your hips to hold you down to them. His dark eyes watch you suck the both of them in, bent over mingi so you can rest with your head against his shoulder. You whimper every time they slip just the tiniest bit out, gasping just as loudly when they both bottom in.

Seonghwa groans from next to you. You could hear the audible click of hongjoongs tongue when he watches his other members begin to lose it. "Guess you'll have to wait your turn now," he murmurs to seonghwa, slotting himself against your hip on the other side, opposite seonghwa. He palms the bulge on your stomach, admiring the way it moves when the two members behind you bottom inside. His fingers begin trailing down to your clit, stimulating it with small circles. You twitch against mingis shoulder, grasping hongjoongs hand in yours. "Please- please wait-" you spasm in his hold, throwing your hip away and back into sans thrusts. Hongjoong chuckles. Resisting the way you pull at his hand.

His assault on your clit begins the minute san speads up his thrusts, pushing and pulling you back onto mingi and him. Mingi-, who just so happens to not be doing the work. His head thrown back against the headboard, and his eyes clenched shut. San snaps him out of it, unlatching one of his hands to trail up mingis chest and squeeze his pink nipple between his fingertips. From the pinch, mingi shoots up and smacks his hand away, hissing at the pain.

"Mingi, you better move or I'm pulling her off you and fucking her myself"

Mingi groans, his eyebrows pull taunt. He leans up to swallow your moans with his own, rolling his hips in time with san, sloppy and uncoordinated. But he's trying, even when he keeps twitching inside you the moment he feels you pulse from hongjoong simply rubbing your clit. "Look at that baby, you got mingi about to cum just from having him inside and seonghwa so desperate for you" hongjoong teases, his tone heavy as he leans on your shoulder. Seonghwa has slotted himself against the bed, working his thighs open and jerking himself off to the best of his ability. His thighs shake just out of view. His dark eyes lidded from the way he stares at the scene.

"It's all for you"

Your nth orgasms of the night starts the moment hongjoong stops talking, drawing you over the edge with quicker circles across your swollen bud. You shiver and shake in their grasp, trying and failing to leave the assault on your clit. Mingi unlatches himself from your lips, trailing his head down to bit and suck on your collarbone, leaving more marks anywhere he can get his teeth. You completely go limp, clawing at hongjoongs fingers on your now overstimulated nub. "Please! Joong fuck!- it's too much!" You whimper loudly, pulling away from his continuous movement and falling back into San. The dark-haired male chuckles against your back, plowing himself back in with mingi every time he thrusts. His hand placed firm on your shoulder to pull you down on his every thrust.

"Cumming-" mingi chokes before he's spilling his seed, painting your walls with his cum. He tenses up, leaning onto his palm so he can thrust the rest of himself up and into you. Drawing his orgasm on with yours. You tremble in their grips, hongjoong swirling your attacked clit with his pretty fingers. San slows his thrusts the minute he feels mingis cum leaking around him. "That's it- oh fuck" he groans loudly when he shoots his own load, digging himself as deep as possible inside you.

His thrusts slow to lazy rolls, hongjoong removing his fingers the minute he sees san cum.

You fall over mingi, heaving into his chest, shuddering every second. San is the first to pull out, pushing against mingis heavy palms to spread your cheeks wider. His cum and mingis cascading out of your ruined cunt. "Keep it all in there," he trails off, scooping it back into your cunt. You squeeze around mingi, the same member hissing, attempting to pull himself out of you the longer he softens inside.

"m gonna get you a towel babe, just- give me a minute," mingi heaves quietly, patting your ass. "Hyung?" San trails off from behind you, you glance to the eldest, stripped down to his comfy black slacks, his arm is thrown over his eyes, his chest glistening with sweat.

His cock- still hard- bobs against his stomach when he breathes roughly. Jerking his cock must not have worked, cause the guy is dying, audibly whimpering the longer you all stare. When mingi pulls out, he hands you off to hongjoong, the older member kissing your sweaty hairline, lifting you so he can crawl on his knees over to seonghwa.

San and mingi are both heaving on the bed, digging themselves into the mattress side by side, attempting to gain their strength.

He lowers you on the eldest members' lap, cum soaked cunt pressing down on his rock hard dick. Seonghwa moving his arms to hold you, bringing you down into his sloppy kiss. He whimpers in your grasp, slobbering into your mouth messily. Hongjoong lines his tip to your back end, circling his tip against your anus.

The sensation has you jolting, moaning into the eldest members' mouths. Seonghwa pulls off you with a string attached, passing his cock over your folds. His black hair falls in waves over his sweaty face, eyes lidded and lips tainted red from all of the kissing and biting. His eyes slowly cascading down your body to watch himself pass over your clit, his hand holding the base of his longer cock, his other one gripping your thigh.

You twitch at every slick pass of his cockhead, easing back down when hongjoong holds your hips.

"Is wooyoung back?"

The front door slams open, causing the five of you on the bed to jolt. Wooyoungs shouting, the crinkled sound of a bag in his hand. The rest of the members followed behind him quietly through the door.

"I got the lube!"

He couldn't be any louder, his heavy feet stomping his way into your shared bedroom. He scoffs at the sight, pouting into his words. He wiggles the bag in his palm. "That's so not fair! I called dibs!" The younger member points an accusing finger at the leader, whining into his words. Hongjoong smirks in reply, slotting forward to steal the bag from wooyoungs grasp.

The younger gasps loudly. "And put some pants on!" He shoves sans legs out of the way to crawl the rest of the way on the bed, stealing your breath away from seonghwa so he can suck your lips into his. His cold palms meet your breasts, squeezing harshly. You moan in pain, swallowed by his tongue prodding around your mouth and greedily eating you up. San kicks his hip as an act of revenge for pushing him out of the way. Pushing himself up to follow in mingis footsteps, dressing their lower halves to step out of the bedroom.

The younger guy's kiss breaks cause of the kick. Wooyoung isn't deterred. He immediately slots himself forward, biting the skin under your ear. The pop of a lid catches your attention, turning from the eager, dark-haired man.

Hongjoong kisses your shoulder the minute he sees your face turn towards him, his hand rubbing the sticky lube between his fingers. Seonghwas hands hold your hips and push you down so he can slot himself inside you. No warning is needed. It's not like you aren't already pretty lubed up as it is. His long nimble dick reaching the depth of you the second he bottoms out, his head thrown back in bliss and mouth ajar.

Gosh, your boyfriends are so pretty.

Hongjoongs fingers slotted to your behind, taking the mounds and slipping his fingers down to your second hole. Wooyoung watches, eyes lidded and breath heavy from his tongue. Despite your best efforts, you're squeezing seonghwa. His breath gets caught in his throat every time, eyes fluttering, he's doing his best to hold back, even as hongjoong preps your ass to take him. His nimble fingers scissor your tight hole open, the stretch is different back there, a lot less proper compared to your pussy which he spends hours on. You grind back down on them, the difference causing you to feel light headed.

"You like that?" Hongjoong teases with a hum, burying his fingers to the hilt inside you. "Like your pretty ass being full of fingers? Our dirty girl," his tongue clicks, fingers pulling out quickly. Your face overheats at the embarrassing whine you let slip. The rhythm is gone, and so is the feeling. You sigh against seonghwas chest, hands propped up on either side of his head. Seonghwas face is blissed out, his mouth pulled open the longer he has to wait, his eyes scrunched. Cockwarming him as he waits for hongjoong to finish. He doesn't have to wait long, the tip of hongjoongs cock pressing into your other hole.

"Will it fit?" You whisper to the man behind you, grabbing his hand on your waist. He hums, teasing the head of his cock in. "I'll make it fit, baby." He bends down to kiss your shoulder, glancing at wooyoung. "Don't do what I'm about to do" wooyoungs face scrunches at the captains words.

Hongjoong bottoms out with one harsh thrust forward, his length pushing all the way to the hilt. Your moan is ungodly, louder than ever intended. You tremble above seonghwa, who moans quietly, trembling just as much as you are. "Ah- shit, That felt so good," he admits, dragging your down farther onto his cock. The thin barrier pushing his and hongjoong together.

Hongjoong starts his pace, drawing himself all the way out to slam back into you, plunging your insides thoroughly. You meet his thrusts the best you can, easing yourself around seonghwas upward spiral, his hips swirling to meet yours every time hongjoong bottoms out. "s'soso good sweet girl, keep doing that- mm" seonghwa mutters, lost in his own bliss.

The feeling of the two of them scrapping your insides has you drooling. Eyes clenching harshly. A pair of hands grabs your face, and the sound of a zipper drops. Wooyoungs pretty cock stands hard and erect in front of you, tip leaking with beads of cum, his face looks tortured, his hand sliding up and down his shaft slowly.

You take him in your hands, cutting off his words without a thought. Every time hongjoong and seonghwa thrust into you, you lose your train of thought. Deciding to just take wooyoung on your tongue, you plant his firm cock all the way in your mouth. His whimper is loud, louder than the two men plowing into you. Like he's being tortured. You love when wooyoung whines, his hands coming up to hold your hair from your face, his grip is rough, but he has the right idea. You thank him with a hum, his hips stuttering up and his cock sliding forward. His head throws back, eyebrows furrowed down over his forehead.

"Fuck! I didn't even get to ask-" he whimpers again, rutting himself forward down your throat. You breath through what you can, planting your hand against his thigh to steady yourself against the other men's relentless thrusts. Seonghwas pace is growing sloppy, his breathing harsh against your chest. You take what you can in your mouth from wooyoung, wrapping your hand around the rest of his length to pump him. He writhes in your grasp, curling in on himself the moment you hollow your cheeks around him.

Hongjoongs rough grip on your hips falters, his breath fanning against your shoulders. "cumming, cumming- oh god" seonghwa hiccups, thighs curling upwards, he pumps himself the last of the way inside you, dragging your waist down onto him. You shudder from the warmth, pulling off wooyoung to moan from the feeling of seonghwa throbbing inside you. Wooyoung ruts into your palm the best he can, using your hand to get himself off.

Seonghwa fingers sneak up to rub your swollen clit, your moan getting caught off. You twitch, moaning loudly. "Its- too much seonghwa- oh my god" you cry, watching the older member place his lower lip down under his teeth. The overstimulation was getting to him, and if you both didn't come soon he was going to pass out.

His pretty finger swirls your sensitive bundle, getting you there as close as youcam manage. "oh- m'fuck I'm-" you cry with a guttural call of seonghwa and hongjoongs name. Hongjoons thrusts faltering the minute he feels you come. "I can feel you squeezing me from back here baby- feel so perfect-" he groans, snapping his hips forward. Sweat dripping from his chin.

Hongjoong tilts over the edge, splattering your second hole with his entire load, buried to the hilt.

You were thoroughly ruined, struggling to place the tip of wooyoung on your tongue to suck him the rest of the way off. Grasping the rest of him in a tight hold and abusing his length into your palm. He whines loudly when he cums, crying through the overstimulation of your cheeks continue to hollow out around him. His cum swallowed down by your throat greedily. "Babe- bab- Please! Fuck i can't-"

Wooyoung palms your head off of him, popping your lips off his tip. He twitches, falling against the bed to roll away from your assault. You lick up what spelt on your fingertips.

"You owe me ten bucks" a voice erupts from the entrance, it's jonghos. Tuning in to watch the scene in front of him from the doorway. "Ah really? I had high hopes" yeosang mumbles back from the living room. Wooyoung shoots up from the bed, tucking himself back into his pants. "Are yall making bets?!" He stumbles after the youngest.

Hongjoong slowly begins to pull out of you, cooing at the way you slink forward into seonghwa. The dark haired member remaining inside you, his hands stroking your back comfortably. He trails kisses against your jaw, distracting you for a moment so the leader can slip out of you.

Seonghwas out next, completely deflating under you. His heavy palms smoothing the free skin on your lower back.

It's been a while since you were sandwiched between your boyfriends, with touring all month, especially with your birthday around the corner, everyone is spent, completely exhausted. You wouldn't hold it against any of them for having only one round in them, they've worked so hard, your boyfriends just wanting to spend your special day under the sheets with you.

Well, that wasn't going to happen, so the minute you all got off after another day of performing on stage for thousands, you could hardly keep your knees from shaking, exhausted from the concert. It still happened to be your birthday the next day, overdue for a birthday live. Which was a relief, only cause you didn't have to stand the entirety of it.

As soon as you had returned to your dorm, you were melting at the idea of rose peddles and a cute dinner set up in the livingroom, your boyfriends all propped in suits. Despite your better judgment, you know they were stepping out of their comfort time to give you the best they could do for the moment.

It was sweet, you adored the idea of having a home made and comfortable late evening. Especially when later you finally could get them in the real sheets. At some point, you genuinely didn't know when, they had all switched out of those same pristine suits for more casual clothing. You loved seeing them comfortable, but it had been weeks since you were able to touch any of them properly, so seeing them completely naked was a better sight.

Which is where you were now, heaving on seonghwas chest and almost completely jelly. "Love?" Yeosang cooed, palming your hair from your sweaty face, when did he come in? "Yeosang" you pawed at his chest, hooking your finger into his shirt to pull him down, kissing his lips softly. "Hi love, drink up" yeosang offered a waterbottle up to your lips. You gulp down the content, pushing it once you find you've drank enough.

Seonghwa scoots out from under you, placed next to hongjoong so he can comfortably lay without being half off the bed, the other member dragging him into his side so they can lay together. Yeosang swipes the drool on the side of your lips, pecking the corners after and then sweetly taking your swollen lips into his perfectly natural ones. Gentle and soft the way they brush against yours, dancing and playing with your bottom lip. He breaks away to set the waterbottle to the side, holding a hand out to make sure you're stable even if you're on all fours in front of him.

Yeosang feels you tug on his pants. His head stuttering back to look at you. "Need you inside too yeo, will you please fuck me?"

Who is he to deny any of your pleas? It's your birthday for fucks sake. He wastes no time in helping you face him, your front pressed to his chest. His shirt disregarded somewhere in the room, he lines his tip with your cum stained hole, smearing the amount of cum still lingering around you. Your arms slot over his shoulders, pulling him in tightly. His eyes never falter, pulling you by the thighs to get closer to him. He teases his cockhead against your hole, watching your tortured face with lidded eyes. "Yeosang" you draw out, wiggling your hips against his grasp, he chuckles, glancing down at the pout on your features. "What, can't handle a little foreplay?" He tuts, shaking his head lightly. "You just had four cocks using both of these pretty holes, you still need more? You're starting to sound greedy" he mumbles against your lips, teasingly pulling away the moment he sees your eyes glance down to them.

"It's okay, I love how greedy this pussy is for us" yeosang swipes himself through your folds one more time, pushing his way past your entrance, your eyes stutter closed, before he's yanking you back to look at him by his hand on your jaw. "I want to see you when I split you on my cock" his whisper is harsh, his eyes equally as so. Drowning you in the darkness of them the more he bottoms inside.

The bed dips behind you, heavy and squeaky. Yeosangs eyebrow perks up, glancing behind you. Yunhos soft voice coos your worries, placing gentle kisses against the expansion of your neck. "Look at that, such a champ. Think you could take one more?" Your mind is elsewhere, the second yeosangs pelvis meets yours, you can't help where your mind goes. "Answer him" yeosang encourages, jolting you up when he moves to get more comfortable against the headboard. "Yes I can take one more" your eyes cloud over, pressing your head into the junction of yeosangs neck to push your back out for yunho.

Yunhos smooth hand slap against your cheeks. You yelp, "That's so mean. You listen to yeosang but not me?" His hands sting, playing with the flesh he just bruised. You whimper against him, pressing against his touch the more he pushes against you. "m sorry yun" you pout, throwing your head back to look at your bigger boyfriend. He thinks about it, glaring down at your leaking hole.

"That's okay baby, just gonna give you a reminder of what my name is"

The tight walls of your second hole has yunho gasping, had you really been prepped enough? His cock eases in slowly. Glancing to the captain who's watching the show quietly from the side. Hongjoong catches his gaze, licking his lips as he smirks. "I prepped her, she's just tight" hongjoong sighs, as if reminiscing on being inside you. He's already gathering his clothing, slotting them over his hip and passing seonghwa his shirt.

"S'that right babe? Just got a tight little ass?" Yunho teases, holding your waist against him to bottom inside. The filling you're having leaving you willful to however they move you. Yeosangs hands pulling your thighs farther apart. Yeosang pulls out until he's halfway in, smoothing his hips up to begin an unrelenting pace against your cervix. Your breath is already intense, picking up moans the quicker he gets and the more yunho moves to his strokes.

The unison to each of them has you feeling like jello, clenching when yeosangs tip hits that gummy spot inside you, your toes curling against the sheet.

"Already, love? You last just as long as wooyoung"

The teasing phrase has you whimpering, poor wooyoung, and poor you. Your boyfriends could be mean when they really wanted. Especially yeosang, yunho, on the hand was more teasing. Yunhos long finger come over to circle your clit for the nth time that evening, waves of electricity bouncing off your body as every pass of his fingertips get you to comming quicker.

"Right there! Oh- pleasepleaseplease" you chant, vision whitening just as you cum, yeosang stutters with you. Cumming just as abruptly as you do. His head thrown against the headboard, breathy groans off the tip of his tongue and into the sex filled air. Sweat beads off yunhos forehead, watching your ass swallow his every thrust greedily. His fingers loosing their temple against your swollen and definitely abused clit. He flattens his hips against yours, cumming shortly with a shuddered gasp.

You take in all in both sides, falling into yeosang the second yunho begins to pull himself from your used hole. Your breathy whimper soothed down by yeosangs kisses against your temple. His hands holding your hip back so he can also pull himself out of you. The gloops of cum is an unruly sight, the towel mingi had promised placed on the side table. Yeosang scoops it up for you instead, kissing your face and then passing it to yunho to clean your behind.

"You did so good pretty" yeosang hums, nuzzling against your collarbone. "Mm yea, took it so well" yunho continues on for the other deep haired man, swiping the towel against your ass. You lay sideways on the bed the minute yeosang scoots away from you, gathering the soiled towel from the taller members grasp and leaving. Yunho swipes his thumb across your hip, kissing the skin softly. Jonghos soft head is poking in from the doorway, seemingly let off the hook from wooyoung. Yunho snickers, scooting off the end of the bed in his own pants, having put them on the second he pulled out of you.

You beckon the youngest with open arms, catching his strong hold in you own. He preens at the affection, loving your touch. "We don't have to if-" "jongho, if you don't take your pants off I'm going to rip them off" you murmur against his lips, adjusting so your on your tummy facing him. Jongho gulps quietly, fishing his hard on from his briefs.

You gather the saliva in your mouth, spitting it into your palm so you can begin pumping his swollen length. Hard and on standby for far too long. His eyes stutter close every so often the harder you tug, his hands finding each side of your cheeks. "Keep doing that" he moans quietly, helping your head to ease his cock down your throat. His breathy groans music to your ears, you take all of him down, kissing the patch of hair at the base of his cock. He watches you do so, eyes lidded and mouth lulled open.

"That's so hot," his hands come to wrap around your throat, pressing on his length buried to the hilt inside. He shudders against the pressure, tutting forward and throwing his head back whenever you gag. He loves the sound, bottoming in and out with every thrust. Your hands are placed on either side of his pant covered thighs, holding yourself carefully against his pace against your throat. Watching his eyes cloud and begin to get heavier the seconds pass inside your wet cavern. It's really not taking long for jongho to start pushing your head down himself, watching you gag and near up at such a big cock down your throat.

He breaths out a half-assed apology, rutting forward to slot himself between your lips and then pulling back to the hilt so he can watch the drool shake out of your mouth and around his hard cock.

"Babe, 'm gonna cum in your pretty throat okay?" He whimpers quietly, moaning through every rough suck or slurp played through your mind. Jonghos sloppy pace slowing the minute he looks back down at your teary gaze.

He cums down your throat, pooling around the corner of your lips and dripping off your face.

Fuck, what a good day.

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