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pickyang · 3 years

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DOM!LEE FELIX DRABBLES: 1:58 AM

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙨𝙚𝙭, 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙭, 𝙙𝙚𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨, 𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬

you stared down at your phone, waiting for a text from felix. 1:38 am.

1:38 am and lee felix, who was supposed to be home by 9 had yet to text you like he usually does. normally, felix texts in advance when he’s about to come home or when he’s going to be out later than usual. today was clearly not the case.

your fingers hovered over the call button nervously. you’ve been ringing his phone 5 times since 9 pm and the last thing you want to do is bother him. you sighed, shutting your eyes for a few seconds. the netflix show playing on the tv was mere background noise at this point.

your disappointment was suddenly interrupted by the door flinging open. you turned around slowly and to your expectation, felix was standing right by the door. your breath hitched. he seemed different. his usually soft and kind doe eyes were much darker. you could make out a glint of annoyance. his jaw was tense as he aggressively slid of his shoes, cursing under his breath. he tossed his bag to the side, the peice of leather landing with a soft thud.

“lix?” you called out, hesitantly. you gulped as his sharp stare met yours. expecting his hard demeanour to wear off, it was to your surprise that he simply brushed you off with a scoff and walked towards the kitchen.

your eyebrows furrowed. was he seriously ignoring you? after making your worried sick? after not checking in with you? you rose to your feet and followed his direction, standing right in front of him near the kitchen counter.

you crossed your arms and took a deep breath. “you good, lix?” you asked quietly. he glanced at you before turning his attention back to the fridge. “m’ fine.” he muttered, sneering.

“did i do something…? did something happen?” you questioned. you were getting tired of him giving you half assed answers. felix rolled his eyes, slamming the fridge shut and turning himself around so that he was facing you.

“nothing fucking happened, y/n. why do you have to be so invasive.” he groaned. your eyes grew wide. invasive? you were invasive? if you were invasive then he was invasive. all you were trying to do was to make sure he was okay but if he wants to play that game then so be it.

“the fuck is wrong with you, felix.” you snapped. “i just wanted to see if you were okay. you could’ve said that you weren’t in the mood to talk respectfully but here you are throwing a fucking tantrum. tell me what happened today that’s making you so fucking annoying right now.”

felix’s eyes grew wide as he flushed with anger. he clenched his jaw before poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue, scoffing. while he did acknowledge that he sounded like a complete asshole, he was too far gone to think straight and admit his faults.

“tantrum? i’m throwing the fucking tantrum?” as felix’s anger grew, his voice similarly rose as well.

you narrowed your eyes at him. “you clearly don’t know how to express your feelings like an adult.” you retaliated.

felix raised his eyebrows before chuckling dryly. “i’m so fucking done with you right now.” he whispered angrily. you smirked. he clearly had nothing to say back. as bad as it seems, you were having a little too much fun putting him back in his place.

“did you fuck up during practice or something? hm? is that what it is? did i do something wrong? whatever it is, we can talk about it.” you provoked. felix snapped his head towards you and glared. you could practically feel the anger radiating off him. you felt the slightest bit of guilt for making his annoyance even worse but you were quick to remember that he started this in the first place.

you could almost laugh, watching his ears turn red and his pointed stare. you stepped towards his direction, giving him an ever so sweet smile. “y’know… i would be fine with you taking you’re anger out on me if you at least did it properly.”

you grinned watching him snap out of the angry head space he was once in. his eyebrows furrowed. “what are you even talking about?” he sneered.

“use me.” you whispered. felix’s eyes widened as he tried to find words to say. “i—i don’t fucking get what you’re trying to s—”

“just shut up and fuck me.” you cut him off. if he was gonna be an asshole, he could at least please you whilst being one. your usually kind and gentle felix was amazing, but a part of you wishes he was rougher. a part of you wishes he’d ruin you. but lixie couldn’t do that… could he?

felix stepped towards you and grabbed your wrist with a tight grip. you winced, smiling giddily to yourself. you would definitely need to call off for work tomorrow. he dragged you into your bedroom, pushing you so you landed on the bed.

you whimpered as felix grabbed you by your ankles and pulled you near him so his legs were in between yours. his hands quickly found their way to your covered breasts, roughly groping them above your tight top. all the while, he mumbled curses and nonsense under his breath, complaining about how annoying you had been the last couple of minutes.

his hands roamed along your body, shamelessly squeezing and fumbling with your hips and chest. his hands found their way back to your chest as he ripped the thin shirt that was once covering you. “felix, what the fuck?” you groaned.

he snickered back. “you’re acting like it even covered anything for you.” you felt a smile creep up on your lips but it soon faded away into a sharp gasp as you felt felix’s lips wrap around your nipples.

he bit and sucked them harshly, all the while roughly kneading the other one. “f—felix!” you whined.

felix groaned at the sound of your voice. he flipped you over so that your face was burried in your pillows. “you’re much more cuter when you’re not talking, angel.” he muttered.

his small hands soon found their way to your ass, squeezing the soft skin. he pulled down your shorts quickly, patience wearing off quicker than the speed of light. he whimpered at the sight of your wet cunt as he spread your cheeks apart. “fuck… look at you.” he groaned.

“are you gonna fuck me or no?” felix glared at you and pushed your head back down into the pillows. “i thought i told you not to fucking talk.” he muttered.

felix unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out from his boxers. he hissed as he began stroking his cock, whimpering as he palmed his tip, collecting the precum oozing put of his slit. “m’ gonna fuckin’ wreck you, angel.”

“you’ve been so annoying, you know that?” he snorted. you whined and propped yourself up on your elbows, arching your back.

“need it. i need it so badly. ruin me. please, please—” you cried out as felix shoved his cock inside you roughly. with little to no foreplay, it was a tight fit despite how wet you were. you could feel his cock practically growing inside you. “l—lix! w—wait… too much, too much…” you sobbed.

felix’s head was thrown back as he pounded into you. a wolfish grin was apparent on his face as he watched you desperately clawing the sheets. he leaned over you so that your back was against his chest. “too much, baby? is that what you’re saying? hm?” he mocked.

he could feel himself losing control. it was surprising that he was able to move at all inside you because of how much you clenched around him. “i—it’s all y—your fault i have to do this. y—your fault that i have to fuck you l—like this!” he whined.

“dumb. little. fucking. whore.” he gasped out in between thrusts. he was practically drilling into you, so deep that if he was able to go any deeper, the tip of his cock would touch your cervix.

it was addicting. the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of you, brushing against the most sensitive parts of your cunt deliciously. a knot all too familiar to you began to form in your stomach. your muscles began to tense and tears pricked your eyes—too soon. your climax had come too soon. he had barely started and here you were falling apart.

meanwhile, felix was having the time of his life, fucking his cock into you deep and rough, watching your eyes roll back in ecstasy. “n—not stopping until i cum.” he panted.

you managed to muster some strength and looked behind you to make eye contact with felix. his eyes were predatory. at the moment, you were nothing but a fleshlight for him to use over and over again. felix eventually caught you staring and grinned at you before pushing your head back down to the pillow. he grabbed your limp arms and put them behind you before holding onto them for leverage.

you could tell that he was close by the way his hips stuttered and the way he lost his rhythm of thrusting. “o—oh fuck!” felix whimpered.

“you close, baby?” he asked. you whined out a response to which he lightly chuckled at. “b—been so fuckin’ annoying. so good for letting me use you like this.” he gasped out. “l-lix! m’ gonna cum! m’ sorry, m’ sorry, m’ sorr—fuck!” you cried.

with one snap of the hips, felix growled, hitting the sweet spot of yours that sent both of you into overdrive. his abdomen tensed as he whimpered, filling you up with his warm cum. felix let out a throaty moan as he watched you go dumb, eyes rolling back and drool dribbling from the side of your mouth.

he chuckled before slowly moving hips again, calming you down. “gone dumb for me, hm? baby can’t think anymore? is that it?” he taunted. truth was, felix couldn’t either. he didn’t know how he’d be able to control himself from fucking you like this the next time you guys would have sex.

after three minutes, felix slowly pulled out, rubbing your bottom soothingly. he grabbed a wet rag before cleaning you up gently, mumbling apologies ever time you winced out of sensitivity. after cleanup, he pulled you on top of him, your naked chest pressed up against his. “i’m sorry for yelling at you. i ruined tonight.” he mumbled sadly, not making eye contact with you.

you brushed your fingers through his hair as he continued. “practice was rough and we were also recording today. it didn’t go how i wanted it to go. i shouldn’t have been childish. i’m sorry.” he whispered. you smiled softly at him. “don’t be. it’s my fault too. i shouldn’t have kept asking you questions.” felix’s eyes snapped back up to meet yours. “no! don’t say that. you were just being a good partner. you were right. i was kinda throwing a tantrum.” he scolded.

you snorted, pulling his face down so he could bury it in the crook of your neck. “you’ve got to admit though. this was amazing.” felix grinned at your words. “yeah? we should do it again sometime.” he mumbled.

he lifted his head up and flashed you a cheeky grin. “round two?”

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pickyang · 3 years

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breeding & size kink with seungmin

pairing: seungmin x reader

genre: smut

warning: breeding, size kink, degration

word count: 4k

author’s note: this was supposed to just be an ask but i got really really carried away bc the concept is so hot lmao. anyways here’s more seungmin porn i guess!

seungmin thinks his brain is broken.

he shouldn’t be having these thoughts at all. they’re so inappropriate, so demeaning and disrespectful … and yet he can’t stop having them.

it started with the little things. seungmin is only 178cm, not even that tall and yet somehow next to you, he’s a giant. the first date he took you on, you had leaned into his arm and seungmin’s chest tightened when he could wrap his arms around you and you’d just disappear into them. when you were excited about something, you’d tug at one or two of his fingers and he’d always stare in fascination at the size difference.

but it kept getting worse and worse. when you guys cuddled, your face was the perfect level to nuzzle into his chest. and your feet just barely brush at his ankles. seungmin couldn’t help but think about it constantly: everything about you was so devastatingly small, like god had made you just for him to tuck away and protect forever. if only all of his thoughts were so innocent.

when you guys went on library dates, you’d always reach for the books on the top shelf like you knew how fucked it made seungmin when he saw your skirt ride up your ass. he’d always lean over you to grab the book, just to be even more turned on by how small your wrist is next to his.

when you guys would cuddle during movie sessions, seungmin had to literally think about dead puppies and his grandma to keep himself from getting hard. sometimes, you’d sit in his lap while he was on the floor, back against the sofa. you’d pull your legs up to your chest and from above you, he could sometimes see the way your tits pressed together below the collar of your shirt. other times, you guys would spoon and seungmin would hold your waist, trying not to lose his shit over how his fingers could almost touch. worst of all, was when you buried yourself in his chest, because he could feel every part of your body pressed up against him.

you’re so tiny. so dainty. and seungmin wanted to break you just to put you back together again.

but at the end of the day, seungmin is a sweet boy. he holds the door open for you. he picks you up from your night shifts. he facetimes you when he knows you’re walking from classes alone. he cooks you entire meals just because he knows it’ll make you happy. he couldn’t tell you about how even just seeing your thighs next to each other makes him want to blow your back out. how could seungmin ever say that to his innocent, angel-like girlfriend?

except little did he know, you had a secret too.

Afficher davantage

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