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mineau · 24 days

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lix is such a cutie patootie i need to bite him

#eurghh i need him

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mineau · 24 days

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♡

#OIUGHHHH…….. just frlt physical pain in my chest #minnie #innie

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mineau · 24 days

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Changbin wtf😩

#he got and i started getting nervius i needhin so bsd #binnie #i need him to throw me around like a rag doll imeso serious

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mineau · 27 days

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Felix offering Han a tissue when he thought he was crying © malbok915

#u ever feel ur chest jusr cave in completrly #hanji #lixie

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mineau · 27 days

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chan who fucks your cunt with his fingers in the mirror after you tell him you have low self esteem. he’d assure you that you’re absolutely gorgeous and so unbelievably deserving of love, but if you really just can’t get it, he has no problem showing you.

so now, legs spread so pretty for him in front of your mirror, he takes his time tracing your folds, fingers toying with your sensitive clit while you twitch in between his legs.

he would force you to watch yourself, watch his veiny hands trail down, big fingers massaging the skin of your thighs before delving into your wetness and staying there, not moving.

you’re losing your mind, so needy for him you can’t think straight. clawing at his forearm, you choke a mewl, locking eyes with him through your reflection.

predatory, predatory as he stares back at you, gaze flitting down to your stretched cunt then to your eyes again like he could swallow you whole. you think you’d be okay with that right now.

“chan- chris- move, i need you to move..” you breathe shallowly, head leaning back against his shoulder to cry a broken moan as as he moved, rubbing your gummy walls just enough until-

he stopped. again.

“fuckkk.” you drawl out, seconds away from tears. what he wants you’re not sure, maybe to watch you beg. you’d be willing.

“look. look at yourself and,” other hand forcing your head forward to watch him disappear in your shamelessly drooling cunt, he presses his tongue against his teeth, feeling as overwhelmed as you from the sight and sounds alone.

“tell me you aren’t the prettiest thing in the fucking universe, ‘made for me my love,” he voices, thumb sneaking up to your chin to find its way in your mouth, pressing on your tongue to admire the glossiness of your eyes—dissolving into the pleasure he provides.

“oh oh shit yes, yes, yes.” delicately littering the skin below your ear with open-mouthed kisses, the way your moans become higher pitched tell him you’re not far from release, calling out his name like a mantra.

your head falls back against his shoulder, nearly screaming as thunderous waves of euphoria pass through you, setting your veins ablaze with electricity. he stays there, perched right against your neck, whispering praises as if he didn’t have you crying his name.

“now,” he quietly uttered, soaking up your mewl when he pulled out, fingers drenched in your essence and chest shaking to catch your breath.

just then, you feel it, the painfully apparent tent in his sweats.

“what’re we gonna do about this, hm?”

blurboki, july 2023 ©

#just oassed out no bing fesl.#channie

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mineau · 27 days

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“did’ya like—haah, fuck—did’ya like the content?”

you don’t even think you could string two words together, much less answer his clearly rhetorical question. of course you liked it. you’d been reduced to tears over his content, zeroing in on the moment both little girls flocked to him from the blond jokingly wreaking havoc. the way they’d fit seamlessly in his hold, the way his arms had shielded them without hesitation. something had lit in you then, fidgeting all day until he came home.

you don’t even remember how you’d gotten here. you only remember receiving a kiss like routine—and the rest swims in your mind like a blur.

“hm? asked you a question, baby, did’ya like it?”

his mouth is hot against your skin, ghosting against your neck with each breath. your mouth drops open to let out a broken moan, half pressed into the sheets from his body weight. each snap of his hips against yours further drives away any lingering thoughts, and he can’t help but laugh at the expression on your face.

“can’t talk? daddy fucked the words right out of your mind?” two fingers tap against your cheek not unkindly, and you hum without answering.

“s’okay,” chan nods firmly once, maneuvering you so that you’re on your stomach. “gonna fill you up real nice and give—fuck,”

a low hiss slips past his lips as he slides into your cunt once again, eliciting a low whine now muffled in the sheets.

“g-gonna give you your own babies. shit, pretty cunt just begging to be filled, huh? gonna fill you up, i promise.”

#TEW KAY………. u guys are horny. Wow. same

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mineau · 27 days

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300324 Minho being a cutie from different angles for @wantbytaemin ♡

vid. credits x x x x

#SCREECHEDJ. SCREAMMMM #minnie

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mineau · 27 days

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♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

#cryinfdb sobbifn #8x1

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mineau · 1 month

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thoubht about fem!min when i was cooking this morning and nearly burned my hand 😊

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mineau · 2 months

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sitting in chan’s lap would fix him

#he’s been acting up lately…

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mineau · 2 months

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#😵‍💫

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mineau · 3 months

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#ceyinfdhhbd

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mineau · 3 months

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#the smiley ):

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mineau · 5 months

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the first time he says i love you, you expect it the least.

he’s content to let your voice meld with the soft sizzle of the frying pan on the stove, something sweet and aromatic filling the area, and feigns noncommittal interest in the complaints tumbling from your lips from the day’s work.

“—and i know he knows i know what i’m doing,” he hears you huff, “but he still babies me at the office. seriously? like i don’t know how to print some stupid papers.”

“what an asshole,” he supplies helpfully, and grins softly when you throw your hands up in agreement.

“i’m this close to quitting,” you grumble, a pout gracing your lips when he turns to place a plate in front of you, and his heart does something silly in his chest when you mumble your thanks around it. “really. i’ll quit. this is so fucking stupid—”

“i love you.”

minho watches in real time as the frustration leaves your body, exasperation taking its place before your jaw drops upon realizing what he’d said. your fork clatters against your plate in your surprise, making you jump slightly, and he’s none the wiser—carrying on with the meal he’d prepared.

“don’t you like the food?” he frowns, trying his best not to laugh as you gape at him openly. “i put a lot of effort into it, you know. you’re breaking my heart.”

“minho—”

“after i professed my love for you.”

“wait—” you attempt again,

“do you want me to cry? my heart’s completely shattered.”

“i love you, too,” you manage to get in, picking up your fork. “really? while i’m bitching about work?”

he just shrugs, chewing thoughtfully. “you’re attractive when your mad.”

“minho.”

#realest reblog yet #dhgshshhe i giggled 😭

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mineau · 5 months

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this part of 2 kids show where chris basically admits that he likes it when people need him.

queue dom!chan x needy/clingy!partner 🤭

(if only chan knew how much i need him in every second of every fucking day)

#heldphdudihd…

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mineau · 5 months

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“st-stupid sl—ohh my god, fuck you.”

he’s honestly a sight to behold. glasses askew on the bridge of his nose, nearly sliding off with fogged lenses, his face flushed red and his bitten lips bruised a pretty pink color. his hair is mussed from the kiss he’d pried from your lips earlier, a mess of rough hands and barely bitten back groans.

and now you’re on your knees, drool slipping down your chin with six inches of him down your throat to the navel. you’d laugh at his easily disheveled state if your mouth wasn’t stuffed full.

your study sessions went a lot like this with him, most days. he’d taunt you for the required two hours of tutoring a professor ( you were positive was out to get you— ) had assigned, claiming you’d needed to get your grades up if you wanted to pass their class. and who better to teach you than honor roll student kim seungmin?

it’s kind of funny, now that you really think about it. you run your tongue along the underside of his cock just to watch him shiver visibly, suppressing another moan. it’s not that you didn’t know the material. you’d just resigned to skipping classes every so soften because you’d end up sleeping throughout the lecture anyway—you were very much capable of picking up the slack.

after meeting seungmin though, your interest had piqued.

pulling off of him entirely, a smirk graces your wet lips as you finally get your first poorly hidden sound of the might—a pretty gasp from the cold air hitting him. his cock twitches from the lack of heat enclosed around it, and his hips shift, half impatient, half nervous.

“why’d you stop—?” he grumbles, narrowed gaze filled with feigned discontent as you slowly rise up to tower over his slumped form. you can see his nerves fraying from the way his hands shake in the grip on his chair, and it almost makes you pity him. almost. “i didn’t say you could—”

“god, shut up.”

in one swift movement, you situate yourself in his lap, lifting your skirt up to slide down all the way, buried all the way to the hilt. seungmin chokes, a strangled noise escaping his throat as his glasses slide down his nose even further.

you hum in momentary bliss, shifting your hips around to the sound of his stuttered breaths. “can’t believe someone as smart as you can’t even see what’s happening. useless with the kind of cock you have… shame.”

you hide a smile when you fill him twitch inside you, a breath wheezing out of his chest when you squeeze.

“wha— wait, fuck me—”

“maybe, if you’re good.” you turn back to the table, picking your textbook up from where your left off. “we’ve still got an hour left, no?”

#1k!! thank u so much hehe

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mineau · 5 months

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han jisung will cutely give you a tired high five with a blissful smile after rearranging your guts

he wants to do it ironically, but he is too earnest in the moment

“good game, sport.”

you roll your eyes but high-five your boyfriend anyway, earning a goofy, self-satisfied smile from him.

he grabs your hand as soon as your palm meets his and entwines his fingers with yours so you can’t take it back, squeezing tight as he flops down on top of you.

“hey, ow!” you complain.

jisung ignores your protests and kisses you on the cheek instead. “just let me lie here for a minute,” he says.

“you’re still inside of me, it’s just going to make you hard again.”

“would that be such a bad thing?” he asks, rocking forward just the tiniest bit to tease you.

you gasp and clench involuntarily around him, making him whine from oversensitivity. deserved.

“see?” he hisses, “you’re just as bad as me.”

“are you overstimulating yourself just to prove a point?”

“…maybe.”

#and i would let him. ☺️#hanji

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