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۪ ᝰ ۫ MY OH MY ୨୧
based on my oh my by girls' generation
SYNOPSIS. ━━━━━ Yn finds out that her whole relationship has been a bet. To get over her heartache her best friend Sunwoo convinces her to take revenge.
How you might ask? By breaking the culprits heart right back of course!
10jun23 | st. 31/12/23 / fn. ━━━━━ updates every tuesday, thursday & saturday (cet) | HIATUS
pairing. ━━━━━ Best Friend! Kim Sunwoo x Fem! reader (x Choi Yeonjun)
featuring. ━━━━━ the boyz members, kim chaewon, txt members + mentions of other idols
genre. ━━━━━ smau + written: humor/crack / fluff / angst / suggestive / childhood friends to lovers / college au / revenge relationship / relationship based on bet / slight slow burn
warnings. ━━━━━ timestamps/sm numbers/hair colors mean nothing, sexism/slutshaming, crude humor (kys jokes), mentions of food/sex/drugs/alcohol/cheating/mental illness, use of pictures of yn but only for reference, yn is a sone. more thorough warnings in the actual chapters, please let me know if missed something. this story doesn’t describe the idols in real life and is written with a dark skinned poc in mind!
notes. ━━━━━ the taglist is open, send an ask to be added. spam likes are fine but consider reblogging with comments of ur thoughts (not only on my work but on other authors work too! credits to the rightful owners of all the graphics. i’m not a native english speaker! and thank you to @ari-shipping-stuff for being my beta reader / writer <3
( please give this story lots of love & check out my masterlist )
PROFILES. ━━━━━ SONES INCORPORATED ᜊ DA HOMIEZ ᜊ MORE COOL KIDS ᜊ THE PLAYLIST
STEP 1. GET OVER HIM ›
ᝰ CH 000. prologue: THE NEXT BET
ᝰ CH 001. I H8 MEN
ᝰ CH 002. DON’T BREAK UP WITH THAT LOSER
ᝰ CH 003. THE PLAN
ᝰ CH 004. WHAT COULD GO WRONG?
ᝰ CH 005. *INSERT EVIL LAUGHTER*
ᝰ CH 006. ANNOYING BRAT FOR SALE
ᝰ CH 007. DON'T WORRY YOUR PRETTY BIG HEAD
ᝰ CH 008. NOT OVER HIM
ᝰ CH 009. CLASSIC SUNWOO-YN-BFF-DATE
ᝰ CH 010. THE NERVE AND THE AUDACITY
STEP 2. MAKE HIM FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU ›
ᝰ CH 011. STEP UP MY GAME
ᝰ CH 012. SASSY CAT EMOJI
ᝰ CH 013. A NIGHT ON THE TOWN W/ YN & WOO
ᝰ CH 014. GOOD NIGHT
ᝰ CH 015. HOBBIES FOR SUNWOO
ᝰ CH 016. GRAND DISCOVERY (YN HAS AN IDEA)
ᝰ CH 017. JUNS UNAPPROACHABLE AND COLD GF
ᝰ CH 018. HANGING OUT WITH MY BFS FRIENDS
ᝰ CH 019. BE HONEST WITH YOURSELF
ᝰ CH 020. DON’T WORRY ABOUT ME
STEP 3. BREAK HIS HEART ›
ᝰ CH 021. CODE ORANGE
ᝰ CH 022. I FUCKED UP
ᝰ CH 023. HITCH IN THE ROAD
ᝰ CH 024. CONSIDER AND MAKE SURE
ᝰ CH 025. WHAT MAKES THE HEART GROW WHAT?
ᝰ CH 026. BALLOON FLOWERS
ᝰ CH 027. REJECTION + ANEURYSM = WENT WELL
ᝰ CH 028. MAKEUP
ᝰ CH 029. BALLOON FLOWERS VERSUS ROSES
ᝰ CH 030. COMING SOON
ᝰ CH 00I. epilogue: COMING SOON
ᝰ CH 0II. epilogue: COMING SOON
ᝰ CH III. ASK THEM ANYTHING EVENT
ᝰ AFTER WORD
special thanks (& follow these awesome ppl). ━━━━━ to @yuyusuyu @kodzumo @tocupid @leo-seonghwa @seonghwaddict @felixsramen : i have to give you six an extra special thanks because you all motivated and supported me so much while i was stressing and being annoying, just so you know guys are my motivation! (the other message is also to you all ofc)
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he knows how to get the best out of me
✮ suguru’s girls master list
,, suguru x fem! reader , smut , mention of him getting hit on + reader being slightly jealous , masturbation (f) , praising , unprotected
“suguru i’m not in the mood.” you roll your eyes, glancing over at the long haired man who only seems to smiles in response. you two were driving home after a tiny argument during dinner at your favorite italian restaurant. your happy mood earlier was quickly soured by the waitress who obviously didn’t see the ring on your fiancé’s finger, too blinded by his looks and showing off her cleavage to care.
and of course, suguru wasn’t tempted or interested in her, letting you do all the talking and ordering, but god, it’s so annoying how he doesn’t consider how uncomfortable you are with people like that, brushing off your concerns. which led to your annoyance and frustration.
suguru stops at the red light, eyes flickering to your form. arms crossed and looking out the window, just trying to not look at his ridiculously gorgeous face. you’re so cute like that, he thinks. all pouty with your eyebrows furrowed. “baby..” he sighs, a hand caressing your bare thigh, the skirt you wore was relatively short, showing off your pretty skin and leaving so much for the imagination suguru was sure to get into.
“no sugu.” and suguru hums, tilting his head with a mean curl of his lips. catching your eyes meeting his in the window beside you. “you tellin’ me no?” and you choke up, biting your cheek, squeezing your thighs tight together as you try to think of something. it’s not that hard to fend him off is it? but the dark look in his eyes..
you suck up the nervousness building up in you, turning your head to him and nodding. “uh huh.” you voice spews weaker than you wanted it too, but you know he heard you from the way he smirks, looking back on the road. his silence scares you. the car ride is so tense that you don’t even dare to distract yourself with your phone, clutching the ends of your skirt and looking over at suguru every few minutes. yet the hand on your thigh doesn’t leave, rubbing or squeezing it periodically, as if he’s commenting on your meek actions, without even saying anything.
despite your little dispute.. you just want to look at him, shamelessly eye him the same way that woman did because his beauty has no bounds. the sleeves of his dress shirt rolled up, showing off the veins that trailed along his arms, and hair flowing from the light breeze coming from his window. he even changed his style to a low ponytail, leaving out the bangs he hasn’t trimmed yet. you just want to eat him up. you would if you could.
you don’t realize you were actually staring at him until he tugs your thigh, pulling it towards him a bit before letting go. “go on baby. i’ll be in, in a sec.” suguru pats your thigh, unlocking the car doors and handing you the key chain that held your house keys. you notice him grabbing a pack of cigarettes, “don’t ruin your lungs.” you mumble, reaching over and placing a kiss on his cheek, to which he forces another out of you with a breathy chuckle, turning his head to meet your lips. “yea, yea. least m’not smoking in the house.”
“and that’s why i love you.”
suguru hums, grabbing his favorite blue lighter and closing his eyes in thought, leaning back in his seat while he lights up the tiny cig as you exit the car.
even though you think you cleared up the heavy feeling between you two, you couldn’t help but fiddle with your ring as you waited for him patiently on your bed. perhaps a shower with him will calm your nerves, hopefully his too. he never smokes unless somethings bothering him. should you try talking it out? he knows you hate ending arguments on a bad note. you remember the look in his eyes during the trip home, it didn’t even go away when you were kissing him, only getting more.. primal. dark and filled with something you aren’t sure you want to know. but maybe you do, with the way your panties are making you uncomfortable because of how aroused you are. it’s not your fault, really! he’s just so..
“oh? what a fucking sight.” suguru walks into, probably the best thing he’s ever known, you. bent over, naked with your skin glistening under the dim lamp and moonlight that peeked through the curtains. one of your hands were tucked under, between your thighs and stuffing that soaked cunt of yours, trying to reach that sweet spot only suguru knew how to get to with ease. “suguuu, please?” you don’t even have to ask with that whiny voice of yours, poking out your ass a bit was enough for suguru to walk over, pulling your fingers out and admiring the slick around your hole.
“s’all for me?” “y-yea! you just looked so pissed off, all stern n’ mean earlier..” suguru cocks his head out your pause, taking in your words and palming your sweet ass. he watches you retract your hand, clutching the sheets as his fingers gather the juices around your pussy, two fingers gliding through your pussy lips and constantly teasing your hole. you bite your lip, humiliated to admit that the possibility of him being mad turned you on. and those thick fingers of his, the tips pushing into your pussy, only to pull out, had your mouth watering. “wanted me to fuck it away, hm? use this pussy as a damn fleshlight and take way away all my worries. how cute.” and you nod eagerly at his words, hearing the loud unzip of his pants ring through the room.
“y’know why i feel so pent up right now?” suguru murmurs, undressing, “cuz you just don’t understand hun. i’m yours. some random slut isn’t gonna make me fucking leave ya.” he scoffs, finishing tying his hair and pressing a hand in the middle of your arch. you don’t even have time to respond because he’s sliding into you, thick cock filling up your pussy in one go. and you wish you had more time to loosen it up for him because you can’t even breathe with how deep he’s in, clenching so tightly around him.
“s-sorry— fuck! understand! i understand!” you cry, body falling forward with your ass up. “nah. no you don’t. cmon pretty, tell me i’m yours n’ ill let ya cum.” suguru smiles at the sounds of your moans, words jumbled together with each harsh thrust that makes your whole body ripple. “y’r mine! all mine sugu!” “yea baby? tell me, what’s yours huh? this cock? only fuckin’ one that’ll fuck this pussy, only one that you want right? all yours?” suguru dips one of his knees on the bed, pressing down as his hands pin beside your head.
drool practically seeps out your mouth as his weight crushes you down, his dick deeper to keep hitting your deep spot. you can feel ever ridge of his cock, mushroom tip abusing your cunny. just how you like it. “yesss, all mine. no one else’s!” your words slur together, and you can barely see anything with how blurry your eyesight is, tears of pleasure dripping down your face as suguru leans down, kissing the side of your head. “atta girl. doin’ good. wanna cum now? yeaaa ya do. my girl fucking deserves it huh?”
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reblog/like this if you need an older bf who is smarter than you and your father figure n knows you’re a dumb pathetic little thing but likes you cus you’re icky and pretty
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SATORU’S PRINCESS - TWITTER LINKS
He loves your cherry titties
Watching his cum drip from your pussy
Fingering his cuffed up baby doll
You’re too small for him
Wishing him sweet dreams before bed
Wanting him to do you bareback
Teasing his sweet princess
Reaching your belly from inside
Playing skateboard on your ass
He’s got your thighs shaking
Fucking you in his dorm room (let’s hope Suguru won’t hear)
Too much cum
Taking care of his school girl
Letting Suguru join in while he fucks you
Swore up and down I’d never do this but it’s too high achool Satoru coded not to…
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"Pull On It. Harder."
Synopsis. He liked to wear that little black hair tie everywhere. Why? Oh, it just reminds him of the way you tie his hair into a pretty lil’ ponytail - all while he's tonguefúcking you to insanity.
Pairings. Multiple x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! reader, cunnilingus, rough oral (female receiving), unprotected, overstim, slightly long haired! boys, they’re just a bit mean here, pet names (sweetheart), swearing.
Word count. 1.2k
A/N. I love long haired men and no one can do anything ab it.
He’s never seen without that little black hair tie around his wrist.
He likes to take it with him, thumbing that red imprint on his skin whenever he misses you. It makes him think of how he’d run his hands through your hair at night. Or how you’d intertwine your fingers with his when out on dates.
And, of course, how you’d gather his locks and tie it into a pretty little ponytail while he tonguefucks you into insanity.
“Fuck, sweetheart. Barely even touched you and already so wet f’me.”
Nose-deep in your pussy, his bangs partially cover his heavenly view of you - spread underneath him, thighs trembling and cunt dripping all over his freshly cleaned bed sheets. Good, he thinks deliriously, preferring your scent to the overly artificial softener anyway.
He isn’t too worried, though, knowing you’ll work your magic with his hair soon enough. Soon.
“Soon” happens to be when he’s pooling your sweet juices on his lips. Relentless tongue dipping in and out of your quivering hole at a maddening pace. In and out in and out in and-
“Oh, fuck, baby- Hngh- faster, fucking me on your tongue s’good.” Hips bucking up into his hot mouth for more more more. Making out heatedly with your pussy with the urgency of a madman. Stray strands sticking to his forehead, he looks up at you through half-lidded, absolutely feral eyes that devour you almost as much as the mouth on your cunt - soon.
Tongue bullying past your swollen folds, crooking just right to fuck you on it the way he needed to with his throbbing cock. “Yeah, just like that.” you moan deliriously.
His hair tie digs into his skin, as well as yours, as he forces your thighs on his shoulders, reaching to draw tight, little circles on your needy clit. Methodical, and purposeful.
He knew you were close when you reached down to urgently cup his head, bunching those silky locks in two trembling hands. Ever the gentleman - his hand expertly leaves its bruising grip spreading your thighs so shamefully open. Letting you all but rip off the hair tie off it.
Shaky fingers running through his locks, his breath hitches so deliciously as you hastily secure his soft strands into a small, loose ponytail. Movements urgent and as jerky as the snap of that small hair tie.
Ah, there he was - you could cum just from seeing the absolutely feral look on his face. It should be a crime for those beautiful features to be covered by anything other than your dripping cunt.
A predatory grin tugs at his lips against your swollen ones as you finish tying the small band. Ah, now he can really get into it. Your back arches, using the ponytail as leverage to demand more. Need more as he makes out with your pussy with newfound vigor.
Nails digging into his scalp, searing with your grip. You know he doesn’t mind - in fact, he even leans into your touch with a guttural groan, swallowing hard as he drives his tongue deeper into you.
It’s messy - both the ponytail and the way he speeds up maddeningly, your slick smearing across his pretty face, trailing down to the sheets below. Tongue continuing its relentless abuse - over and over and-
At a merciless rhythm that has the bed creaking and you whining in pleasure - the neighbors were sure to file another noise complaint. Annoying old fuckers, should give them a real show.
His breaths are almost as ragged as yours now - because fuck oxygen, he wanted to see his pretty girl fall apart on his tongue. A munch - as you liked to often joke - with no care in the world for anything other than making you cum hard enough to see stars.
“Fuck, baby- m’gonna- m’gonna hngh-”
And not only do you see stars, you probably see the pearly gates of heaven as you cum on his mouth. Convulsing and hips rutting up to ride out your high on his pretty face. Eyes dazed, lips swollen and absolutely pussy-drunk.
That sinful glint in his eyes stays as he pulls away, an obscene trail of saliva and your slick connecting your lips to his chin. Cheeks flushed so deceivingly innocently, strands of silky hair falling out of that disheveled ponytail. A true masterpiece.
He watched you intently, drinking in every dip and curve. Breathtaking, absolutely breathtaking.
But the games are over now.
“Spread them f’me, sweetheart.”
Looming over you, eyes burning with raw desire. Cock throbbing and leaking delicate beads of precum as he positions himself, furiously flushed tip nudging your sloppy hold. He pumps himself. Once. Twice. Being merciful enough to give you a second of respite.
Without warning, he surges forward. Bullying his thick cock into your snug cunt in one, swift thrust. Not stopping till he’s all the way. His lips crush against yours, stifling your cry of pain and pleasure at finally getting what he’s been teasing you with for so long.
You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into your dripping cunt. Nails raking down his sculpted back as he starts up a feral, unforgiving pace. Each ram of his cock into your cunt erratic, hitting your cervix and pulsing against that one spot deliberately. Again. And again. Like a madman possessed.
“Baby- Hngh-” you whine sinfully, hips bucking wildly against to meet his almost-animalistic cadence, reaching out a shaky arm towards him. He knows what that means. How could he not?
Holding your hungry gaze as he leans down, sweaty forehead meeting yours. One hand cradles your face, while the other hooks a finger underneath that godforsaken hair tie and pulls. Letting the ponytail - that at this point could barely even be called one - fall apart, just as you were underneath him.
Eyes glassy and dazed, soft little ah! ah! ah! leaving you at each thrust. The only thing behind those pretty eyes being him and the big cock stuffing you full. So close to cumming.
Bangs partially covering the sinful view that was you - but right now, he didn’t care. Not when you’re snaking a hand up to his locks and pulling. Hard.
“Yeah, just like that. Pull on it. Harder.” Fucked-out, broken little grunts leave his throat as he lets you continue your little ministrations, tugging on his hair especially hard when he purposefully misses that little spot he knew drove you wild. Over and over.
Now, he doesn’t want to sound like a masochist - his friends would probably laugh their asses off at that - it’s just it hurts so good when it’s you.
Which is why, two strong hands rest above your head, fingers lacing, pushing you down down down impossibly deeper onto his throbbing cock. You keen in response, “Ah! Hngh- oh, baby jus’ like that. M’gonna cum.”
Ha, as if he’d be that nice.
Pulling out in one, fluid motion, he relishes in your disappointed whine at the sudden disappointment. Taking the opportunity to gather your hair in his fists, fingers deftly forming a makeshift ponytail with a snap! of that little hair tie.
Leaning down to whisper in your ear, voice gravelly and hot against your ear. “Not yet. Suck on my cock without this ponytail falling apart, sweetheart. Then we’ll see about that orgasm, hm?”
Because you love to see his face.
And, of course, he loves to see yours.
- GETO, CHOSO, GOJO, Kuroo, KENMA, Sakusa, EREN, Jean
A/N. I’m ngl this is very much self-indulgent pls.
Plagiarism not authorized.
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Full Nelson with big bf Sukuna?🥺 One where gf is all giddy and coy about asking him & he’s so big he can pull your hair far back enough to give you a kiss from arching you it’s rough but she’s like ‘I love you I love you ‘Kuna you’re the best boyfriend I love you<3’
❤︎ ໋𓈒 doing the full nelson position with big bf sukuna
warnings. fem! reader, full nelson, praise, dirty talk, unprotected, size diff / manhandling, mdni.
big bf! sukuna who adores comparing how small you are to him - a simple gaze looking down at you and it only fuels his ego even more.
you were so cute, so it’s much to his surprise when you suggest to him a new position you wanted to try.
“heh. silly little girl,” he scoffs, you’re propped up all comfortable on his lap whilst trying to describe the position with hand visuals for him. sukuna leans back, bulky crossed arms and a near pout on his lips as he listened to you. “full…nelson? that means i’ll have to hold you up. can you even handle that? be honest.”
“i can or i wouldn’t be asking,” you pout, leaning in to kiss underneath his chin. sukuna remains still—yet its like he was staring right into your soul. he brings a hand towards your hip before a small smile spreads against his lips at your cheeky confidence. “pretty please?”
“…fine,” sukuna grumbles, and you let off an abrupt gasp once he makes you face the other way—you feel his arms wrap around you. he leans further back before he grabs onto your thighs, an attempt to align himself. “hold on to me. ‘m gonna have fun stretchin’ you like this, princess.”
“don’t drop me, ‘kuna,” you moaned, feeling him grip tightly underneath your thighs. a thumb of his strokes against your skin before his leaky tip prods against your aroused entrance.
you were already so soaked . . . probably due to the fact he was eating you out hours on end just a few minutes ago.
sukuna grouses. “woman relax, i got you,” and you’d only then realize how lewd this particular position was. as your back was pressed against his chest, the curse nearly has your legs in a tight lock. he was so strong. handling you like this, making you bend just a bit. once he starts to bury himself into you, you bite down on your lip. “mhm. jus’ like that, lay back on me ‘n let me do all the work.”
he’s barely in and you already feel full, his tip was nice and fat — plump, a few droplets of his pre-cum coated near your entrance as he’s sinking into your pussy.
his girth made an appearance, easily stretching you out further.
“f-fuckkk,” you’d whine, both hands idly stiff beside you. it felt so good. too good. sukuna was trying to go slow, he knew he’d probably break you if he didn’t. the size difference, it never failed to make him amused.
sukuna kisses his teeth, feeling you grip all around him. his head briefly goes back, and he squeezes your thigh. “gonna feel me reach everywhere, princess. you want that?”
“y-yes,” you’d mewl out, inch after inch you started to feel more stuffed with his cock. he was purely thick. such length to him, it almost had you drooling. tongue salivating, lips parting and all. you were panting, starting to rub against his arm as your head went back. “more ‘kuna. don’t s-stop. wanna feel you.”
“aw. ya wanna feel me?” he repeats, mocking your sweet tone. it was quite embarrassing, yet you were too full of dick to comprehend his words. it hasn’t even been that long and you just knew you weren’t gonna last. sukuna was gonna snatch yet another orgasm out of you within a blink of an eye.
and you couldn’t wait.
sukuna lifts you up with burly arms, low grunts flying past his lips. once he’s fully in—deeply buried into your cunt, he makes you start to bounce on him. a cute abashed gasp comes from you, and he’s slow and steady at first. he kept his word, securely keeping your body in place.
“so cute like this,” he murmurs in a husky tone. you moan, feeling sukuna playfully tug back on your hair. even with stuffing inches into you, he still found the time of day to tease you. you always let him. you never necessarily minded.
“always—always know how to take me. good fuckin’ messy girl,” and he was so close up to your ear. muttering the filthiest things to make you even more sopping wet for him. “dunno why ya didn’t suggest this position to me earlier.”
“thought you were gonna tease me,” you gasp once he drags a hand down between your legs. you were soaking. it was quite a sight, he starts to maneuver circles against your clit with one hand before giving it a brief spank. “s-sukunaaa.”
“maybe,” he groans, and he’s just got you stupid.
he’s got you stupidly jerking back and forth against him with your mouth all open. straight dumbfounded. the perfect word to describe you.
you briefly crane your neck to glance back at him and he’s giving you a sly grin. “my oh my, such a sloppy girl i got myself here. can barely hold herself up so i gotta do it for her, hm . . ?”
your head went back and back against him whilst you’re being stretched to the very limit. it was an entire mess. the way your pussy sang lewdly in harmony. squelches, pretty pitched squelches that always drive sukuna crazy. each squelch rang throughout your ears.
you continued to repeat his name, barely able to murmur out a coherent word. oh, it was adorable. by this point, you were just straight up babbling.
sukuna’s cock hit you deep, extremely.
pumping you full of his entire length . . every inch again and again and again. those eyes of yours, practically cross crossed and dilated.
as he held your thighs up, your mouth was just simply agape, maw dropped at how good he’s drilling into your cunt.
“o-oh my goddd,” you’d whimper, and he gets closer and closer to thrashing against your sweet g-spot. “kunaaa, i- i love you,” you hiccup. and he chuckles, it was so random. your breathing became more and more erratic before you mewl out cute cacophonies of, “i- i love you, love you ‘s much. make me feel so good, ‘k-kuna.”
“praise me more, girl.” he hums, a raspy chuckle leaving the back of his throat. he was obviously joking but he did enjoy the sound of your voice.
especially at moments like this, moments where it’d be a tad pitch higher, bringing you closer and closer towards your incoming release. sukuna grabs you by the neck with a free hand, gently turning you to pull you into a kiss.
you moan, craning your head yet again to make a cute attempt at kissing back. “needy baby,” he utters, making you depart before kissing you again, then one more time, and another. “i love you too, brat.”
his hefty base hits against you profusely, time and time again. you’re dizzy, head spinning, heart racing. a plethora of emotions. yet, your breathing starts to pick up over time. he’s ramming his thick cock into you before you start moaning. “getting close ‘kuna, f-fuck ‘s gooddd.”
grunting, he huffs out a, “me too,” and his voice was dangerously low. you were drenched, heaving against his chest. he’s lifting you up and down his cock — by now, you’re facing the other way and sukuna playfully wraps an arm around your neck. you’re in a safe head lock, and he chuckles lowly against your ear. “fuckin’ make a mess on me. give it to me ‘n don’t make me beg, princess.”
you whine, feeling him reach down to spank your pussy again.
the loud squelches, so moist…
the entire noise reverberated across the entire room, sounds of your pussy hitting back against him in sync. he loved more than anything to play between your legs.
pressure continues to build up and up and up, arising perfectly. from sukuna holding up your legs, you clench and unclench around him. you don’t even realize how much you’re starting to drool — it was a sight. he scoffs, bringing a hand to cup your chin. “messy girl. droolin’ all for some cursed cock. ya like this position don’t you?”
you nod, an eager cute nod and he chuckles. sukuna feels himself approaching close too. really close. he groans, feeling you take him in with such ease. your cunt had him whipped, so warm and the perfect fit. his thrusts started to become sloppy and he bites near the inner part of your neck. you whine, feeling the softness of his canines collide against your sweet skin.
a bundle of nerves ran its course all over your body, you felt shivers run past you before you whine. “g-gonna cum. ‘kuna ‘m gonna—.”
sukuna ends up cumming at the same time as you, it was a lot. perhaps a lot was an understatement though.
whenever he came, it was so much. you weren’t even sure if it would stay inside of you. majority of the time, it didn’t. thick velvety ropes of his cum would run down your thighs and he’s pout whenever he sees it coming to waste.
he’s huffing and puffing, filling up your pussy and he slows his rhythm down—you catch your breath, feeling absolutely stretched to the max before he intakes a sharp breath, exhaling afterwards. you just sat there for a while, leaned back against the curse with a dumb smile on your face.
“…you love me?” you utter, feeling him loosen his grip on your body.
“shut up.”
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when suguru got his tongue piercing you really didn't think too much into it, you thought it was just another person he was getting and that was that, but it was until that cold silver metal was rubbing against your clit you started to care.
it was like the feeling of getting a vibrator for the first time, you just had to use it over and over again until you physically got tired of it, that's what you did when you rode his face every single day and night, you could not get enough.
it was such a good feeling, and it made shivers ring around your body all around, it felt too good, better than a vibrator, that's why he had to eat your pussy every time. suguru loved the fact that you were using his mouth, as much as he loved eating your pussy, this was like christmas for him.
instead of him waking you awake to eat your pussy or just grabbing you to sit on your face, it was you with those pretty puppy dog eyes telling him to eat you out, what did he do? just that, you did not have to ask him twice.
when his tongue swiped back and forth between your folds and would repeatedly push against your clit and flick up and down, your eyes would roll to the top of your head and your body twitching with pleasure, it was a new sensation that you wanted to experience over and over again.
suguru was already good at eating your pussy and having your toes curl along with squirting your brains out, but this piercing enhanced the feeling all the way. sometimes he couldn't even get through you riding his face because you would cum in two minutes, then be on the verge of finishing for the third time in the fifth minute.
he thought it was so cute though, whenever you would hold onto him during the day not saying anything hoping he would get the hint, and he couldn't even resist. suguru fucking loved eating you out, and if you were so horny for him to use his new tongue, then he was going to use it and make sure you were orgasmed out of your mind.
your favorite position was when he would push your thighs into your chest making you hold them and just eat the fuck out of your pussy, it felt so good it had you crying and whining, but did you ask him to stop? hell no, you took that shit like a champ.
your toes twitching and curling as the grip you had around your thighs were loosening as he continues to eat you out, he wasn't going to stop even if you were begging and your face was swelling from the tears, he was going to keep going until his tongue fell off.
his spit and your fluids dripping off his tongue as he looks up at you moaning, it was a view he never got tired of seeing, he loved seeing it, loved seeing the pleasure drip down your core. suguru could never imagine seeing someone else do the faces you do when his tongue is deep inside of you.
don't let this man put his fingers inside of you while he's slowly rubbing his tongue over your clit, the small ball of metal pressing gently against your clit every 2 seconds while his fingers pushed and curved up to your sweet spot.
it was like edging but instead of the pleasure stopping for a few seconds, the pleasure just kept going but in a different way, your body begging for his tongue to go back to your clit every time he rolls it down.
this is why he was your favorite eater, he knew what the fuck he was doing.
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you breaking down in tears, saying that you're going to pee, but suguru tells you to push it out. this happened almost every time the both of you had sex, suguru would push too deep causing you to think you're having an accident but in reality you're just squirting.
squirting was a foreign concept to you, you never did it when masturbating, and it didn't happen with your exes, but when you were with suguru, he would fuck you with so much force, that your body had no choice but to react and spill out everything you had inside of you.
it wasn't hard to do, but it felt weird whenever it happened, the pure force of it made your body jerk, and what made it even worse was the fact that's suguru was right in your face encouraging it, trying to get you to push everything out until you were physically straining.
suguru loved to see you squirt, his eyes would light up whenever he saw it push out and his ears would twitch when he heard the watery sound, it was so erotic seeing how your body reacted to his. not only that but he loved the fact it was him getting you to do it and him only, your exes could not compare to what he did to you and your body.
“wait suguru stop! i have to see.” pushing his stomach as he slams into you, your eyes watering from the over stimulation and bits of his sweat dripping onto your stomach as your toes curled from the overwhelming pleasure.
it was a hit or miss on whether you were actually going to squirt or if this was the time you were going to embarrass yourself and pee. the fiery pit in your stomach as your eyes squint shut and suguru presses on your lower stomach, the both of you fighting each other.
“come on baby, just let it out.” his voice cooing as he gets closer to your ear and give it a tiny kiss while his hand presses deeper on your stomach, a yelp slipping past your lips and your back arching off the bed. it felt good, a little too good, that's how you knew that this was going to be the day you embarrassed yourself, but suguru thought otherwise.
suguru knew that wasn't piss about to slip out of your pretty pussy, but instead something else. you were beautiful under him squirming, and your eyes squint shut trying to focus in on holding it in, but suguru wasn't giving up.
he continued to press on your lower stomach along with pushing himself deeper inside of you and not moving, the pressure on your sweet spot was enough to send you in a frenzy. crying and begging him to let go and stop, but as cute as your pleading was, he just couldn't.
suguru presses himself into you deeper, and that's when you let go. broken sobs and your fluid rushing out of you, suguru slowly sliding himself out as he rubs your clit slowly and gently.
“there we go… that's my good girl. what'd i tell you?”
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𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏$$𝐘 | 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬
warnings — fem reader, overstimulation, oral (f. receiving), f.ingering, pet names (doll, baby)
no sooner than your vision returns to normal, does your boyfriend’s latch his mouth onto your overly sensitive core again.
you’ve lost count of how count of how many times you’ve cum tonight. hell, you can barely even remember your last name. that’s how foggy your brain is.
you run your fingers through his hair and weakly tug at the strands but just enough to get his attention as you whine. “p-please too much, i-it’s too m-much.”
he moans against your cunt from the sting of his hair being pulled but he remains unfazed by your pleads, continuing to flick his tongue against the sensitive bundle of nerves and sucking it into his mouth as he drives two fingers into your hole. he does, however, let his free hand roam around the sheets until he finds your hand, intertwining your fingers together. your heart flutters at the simple yet intimate gesture.
he remains situated between your legs, one minute he’s lapping at your arousal then the next minute he’s suddenly pulling away and sitting back on his knees to look at you.
“let me honest with you, doll. i’m nowhere near finished with you. you let me have one taste of that sweet pussy and i can’t help myself, you know how i get,” he says before bending down to whisper the next part in your ear. “just let me stay down here a little longer— play with her a little more. then i’ll put this dick inside that pretty little pussy of yours if you’ll let me and fuck you to sleep while i fill you up.”
you clench around nothing except air at the lewdness of his words and all you can do in response is dumbly nod at him, too weak and tired to speak.
he brings your hand up to his lips, your fingers still interlocked and kisses the back of your hand. “thank you for being so good for me baby. we’ll do whatever you want tomorrow, how does that sound?”
you nod again and he returns to his previous position, placing a kiss on the hood of your swollen clit. “you think if i add three fingers i can get you to squirt?”
shownu, kihyun, taeil, johnny, taeyong, yuta, kun, changkyun, doyoung, jaehyun, hongjoong, seonghwa, yunho, san, mark, xiaojun, mingi, hendery, haechan, jaemin
note: now y’all i don’t write for mx but i.m, shownu, and kihyun (jooheon too lowkey) give me the vibe that they would do this
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toxic loser bf!hendery who’s so obsessed with you and needy.. needs you in his bed wearing his clothes while he games at his desk. he really doesn’t care that you’re bored, relishing in the way you whine for his attention. it goes to his head, having a way too hot girlfriend who’s desperate for his attention after years of girls paying him no mind. he gets cocky and kinda mean, ignoring you on purpose so you’ll beg for him.
“one more game” he smiles to you over his shoulder, fixing his headset back over his ears and grabbing his controller.
“you’re dumb as fuck” yangyang deadpans over the mic, “how are you in game when your girl’s right there?” yangyang sounds genuinely pissed, and hendery just takes it as jealousy, chest filling with pride and smirking to himself as the game starts.
he finally comes to bed when you’ve given up whining out his name and nudging his shoulder, missing the attention. he lays on his back beside you, sighing out as he rubs his dry eyes. he makes you miss him even when he’s in the same room, barely having to wait for you to crawl over him and straddle his waist, bending down to bury your face in his neck. that smug smirk never seems to leave his face, lips quirked in a lopsided smile as he smooths his big hands up your bare thighs and plays with the hem of your his shirt. “what’s wrong, pretty? miss me?”
truth is he’s off his face whenever he touches you. not that he’d admit it, but he can’t believe you’re his, blood rushing to his cock at the feeling of your soft skin, your bare tits under his shirt. it’s 0 to 100, from ignoring you to his hands everywhere, one hand tugging at your perked nipple while the other grabs the back of your neck, his jaw flexing as he works messy open mouth kisses onto your neck. “ride me” he huffs, bucking his hips up to press his hard length to your clothed cunt.
he watches with hooded eyes as you pull his sweats and boxers down his hips, letting you do all the work. he holds back his moans when you sit on his cock, jaw tensing and brows furrowing as he tries to focus on your wet walls and hushed moans, not daring to miss any of your pretty sounds.
he’s all heart eyes as he watches your expression, your pupils wide and lids low with pleasure, your hands on his chest as you swivel your hips. “take it all, baby” he instructs. “m’trying” you whine, tucking your bottom lip between your teeth as you struggle to take his entire length. your brows pinch in frustration, whining and huffing as you look down, sticky juices dripping down the two extra inches of him you’re struggling to take.
hendery’s heart swells, too desperate to fuck you to tease you, “unh- fuck it, come here”
he grabs your hips, laying you on your back and leaning over you, his biceps flexed on either side of your head as he holds himself above you. it doesn’t take long before his ego crumbles, getting soft and going so slow as he eases back into your cunt. “that’s it” he whispers, pushing a knee to your chest and opening you up for him, “perfect fit, baby. perfect little pussy.. made f’me”
his thumb circles your clit, looking down to watch your sticky cunt take him to the base. dark strands fall over his forehead, jaw tense and veins popping in his forearm as he pinches the bundle of nerves between his thumb and first finger. a shaky groan leaves his chest, catching the small bump in your tummy reappear with every thrust.
“hen- kiss” he sighs out at the sound of your broken voice, pinching your jaw between his fingers and pressing his lips to yours. his thrusts are steady and deep, pushing his tongue past your lips and swallowing your mewls and whines as you squeeze around his cock. “cum” he huffs into your mouth, his abs flexing and buff chest heaving with heavy breaths as he reaches his end at the same time.
he pulls away, replacing his tongue with his fingers, pushing two digits past your kiss swollen lips. “hey pretty girl” he whispers, hazy gaze watching your lips close around his fingers, your doe eyes wet with unshed tears as he rocks his hips softly, fucking his cum into you. “need me to do everything, hm?”
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perv!chenle who... [ z. cl ]
pairings ⇢ perv!chenle x afab!reader
warnings ⇢ omorashi/pee, feet, grinding/humping, pet play, shibari, humiliation, face sitting, shoe kink
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perv!chenle who giggles every time you beg him to touch you
perv!chenle who sits across from you at dinner and drags his foot up your leg until it’s pressed against your center he smiles when you shut your eyes and he circles his foot against you
perv!chenle who comes home hard and horny but you’re already asleep so he stands in front of you opening your mouth and fucks into you surprising you shocked eyes opening to see him grinning over you but you relax and swallow around him
perv!chenle who thinks it’s cute when you try to dominate him he will play along a bit before he grabs your wrist and puts you in your place
perv!chenle who makes pretty knots against your skin before blindfolding you only to drag a feather against your skin while you squirm before he pulls away and brings a whip against your skin making you scream
perv!chenle who leans in and whispers in your ear in the middle of dinner with his friends about how he’s going to fuck your brains out when your back home
perv!chenle who doesn’t touch you but has you grind against his leg and pets your head calling you a dumb puppy
perv!chenle who holds you down keeping you from going to the bathroom laughing at you as your panties dampen and liquid drips down your legs and warms his lap he loves the embarrassment that fills your face when you can’t hold it anymore
perv!chenle who likes when you wear expensive shoes he buys for you while he fucks you
perv!chenle who holds a hand over your mouth grinning as he fucks you in his childhood bedroom across the hall from his family
perv!chenle who pulls you on top of him so he can eat you out until he’s satisfied he doesn’t care if you say it’s too much he hasn’t had enough
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what’s your fantasy? [ z.cl ]
pairings ⇢ chenle x afab!reader
word count ⇢ 2.9k
warnings ⇢ 18+, smut, pee/omorashi, established relationship, dom/sub dynamics, no foreplay, kink discussion, kink discovery, spanking, riding, unprotected sex/creampie, pet names (baby/puppy), foot fetish (mentioned), drinking
playlist ⇢ smoothie_nct dream / water_ten / water_tyla
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a/n ⇢ i wrote this in less than 24 hrs pls be kind 😭😭 also i think i might do a bonus/part 2 lemme know if you’re interested
you weren’t really sure when chenle started being more obsessed with your liquid intake, maybe a month ago or so? he’d always been the first to say you were dehydrated if you didn’t feel good. he would pour you a glass of water and pat your head waiting for you to down the glass. he’d call you a good puppy and have that smug little grin when you started to feel better.
but lately. lately he’s been almost trying to drown you. he’d bring you fancy juices to try or make cocktails for you after dinner. and you didn’t mind, you definitely didn’t mind being spoiled. maybe that’s all it was, a new way to spoil you.
chenle did know when it started. he could pinpoint the exact moment the switch flipped. it was almost 4 months ago since it happened and he felt crazy for being obsessed but he couldn’t help it.
it had been a long day of shopping for christmas gifts, spending way to much time on your feet carrying bags and boxes around. finally when you had both checked everything off your lists he decided to take you to a cocktail lounge somewhere you both could relax and unwind. he mainly went because you had been talking about trying this place out. he wasn’t planning on drinking and didn’t think you would get a drunk as you did but you were slurring and leaning on him as you walked to the car together that night.
it was windy and blowing your skirt up making you giggle as you leaned into him.
“hold m- hold my h-and,” you hiccuped holding your hand to him and he grabbed it while tightening his arm around your waist as you walked.
“i think you had a little too much, baby,” he sighed, opening the car door for you. you pouted up at him with hair in your eyes and something made his heart ache with how pretty you looked.
“nope i want you,” you slurred, poking his chest. “to make me a dirty martini.” you hiccuped but wagged your eyebrows as best you could.
“how about i make you an ice water,” he grinned as you got in the passenger seat. you pouted at him your legs were spread as the wind blew your skirt showing your panties. he raised an eyebrow as you groaned about wanting a martini before shutting the door and hurrying to the driver's seat.
when he got in you were still talking about the martini and doing a poor job of begging him to make one. he let you ramble as he started the car and pulled onto the street towards home.
“pleaseee - pretty extra please make me one,” you were grabbing his arm now.
“no can do, baby i’m making you a nice big crisp glass of water and you are going to drink it all for me,” he told you, coming to a stop light. suddenly this reminded you of the overwhelming need to pee.
“i need to pee,” you whined.
“can you hold it baby, we're almost home,” he said, eyeing you from his seat.
“gotta go so bad,” you whimpered, reaching your hand between your legs to cup yourself hoping to keep yourself from going. chenle had to pull his eyes away from you the desperation in your voice made him tingle for some reason. but he couldn’t focus on that, he needed to get you home. he heard you whispering to yourself that you could hold it, you could do it. your leg was bouncing and your left hand was gripping his arm, the nails digging in.
“it’s okay baby, we’re almost there,” he soothed, running his hand over your shaking leg. he hadn’t realized that he was practically speeding but he was already pulling into the parking deck finding the closest spot to the door. he got out quickly running to your side and helping you out before dragging you into the building. he hastily pressed the elevator button as if it would come faster. eventually it dinged and he rubbed your hand as the door closed.
“i can’t i can’t i can’t,” you moaned, bouncing beside him one hand between your legs. your knees were weak and you felt yourself squatting beside chenle while you pressed your legs tightly together.
“so close baby, just a little more,” he said, pulling you back up to stand just as the doors opened. you both ran down the hall and chenle typed in the passkey as fast as he could before pushing the door open. you barreled in kicking your heels off before running to the bathroom not even worrying to shut the door. but then just as relief washed over you, you realized your mistake.
“fuck no, fuck,” you whined, holding your skirt up as hot piss dripped out of your panties.
“you okay,” chenle said before stopping and staring. your wet eyes looked up at him tears of embarrassment slipped down your hot cheeks.
“shhh, it’s okay,” he walked over to you rubbing your back as you pressed your face against him. you were still peeing it felt hot pressed against you in your ruined panties.
“it’s so,” you sniffed. “embarrassing,” you cried into his stomach.
“it’s okay baby. it’s just you and me,” he said, petting your head before tilting your chin to him. “don’t cry.” he leaned down and kissed your forehead. you had finally stopped peeing and chenle helped you up and out of your soaked panties and with the rest of your clothes before getting you into the shower.
he let you shower before taking your soiled clothes to the laundry. he felt more embarrassed by the fact that he got hard while watching you pee and knowing you wet your panties made him even crazier. he didn’t let you know he had gotten off with the image of you holding your skirt up and filling your panties.
that was when it started for him.
he wasn’t really doing it on purpose. well he kinda sorta was. he liked spoiling you but spoiling you with the chance of you pissing yourself was a bonus. and you weren’t complaining about it so it was probably fine right? he definitely wasn’t telling you that was what he wanted he wasn’t even sure if you remembered, but it was all he thought about he’s fucked you in those same panties 10 fold imagining you filling them before he presses into you getting his cock warm and wet with every thrust.
you had wondered why he had been fucking you in your panties he normally wanted you completely bare for him. you didn’t mind it though you liked how animalistic it seemed, he couldn’t even wait for you to be naked before he ravaged you.
today wasn’t any different, chenle had come home with a new fruity drink for you to try. and you didn’t hesitate to gulp it down because it was undeniably delicious. he smirked at you across the bar as he stirred food in a pan, the straw in your mouth as you casually slurped the purple liquid.
“do you like it?”
“mhmm, so sweet,” he smiled down at the cutting board.
“why are you getting me so many drinks lately?” you asked with the straw between your teeth.
“i just see stuff and it makes me think of you,” he said nonchalantly.
“you’re just the cutest,” you sigh, looking at him dreamily and he rolled his eyes playfully.
“gotta keep you hydrated, baby.”
“unhuh,” you eyed him curiously as the last of your drink bubbled through the straw making you pout. he watched you at the sound.
“what,” he said, putting his hands up in surrender.
“are you sure that’s why?”
“why else would i be buying you a drink?”
“i dunno, you just look guilty.” you raised an eyebrow feigning seriousness. but somehow what you said made him feel guilty.
you didn’t dig any deep or tease him anymore, just watched him cook before setting the table and eating with him. you did eye the large glass of water he poured you along with a glass of wine.
that night you and chenle talked, sharing the last of the wine while you snuggled on the couch.
“what’s something you want me to do but you’re too shy to ask?” you looked at him before downing the rest of your wine before setting the glass on the table.
“you do everything i like and want. but i,” you sigh looking down.
“hmm” he questions.
“i like when you use your feet on me. i’m not saying i’m a foot obsessed person. but i just like the way it makes me feel powerless with you,” you started off strong but finished shyly.
“baby just say you want me to step on you,” he laughed lightly. you whined into his neck shaking your head.
“maybe a little,” you whisper.
“you’re so naughty,” he groaned, leaning his head back as his hand slid up your ass.
“what’s your fantasy? what can i do for you?” you asked, peeking up at him while you fiddled with the hem of his shirt. chenle gulped.
“don’t take this the wrong way. but i want you.” he paused.
“tell me i wanna do it,” you said eagerly. he leaned closer lips grazing your ear.
“pee on me,” he whispered. you gawked, taken aback by what he said. you were sure it would be something less, messy. but it almost made sense for him.
“is this why you’ve been getting me drinks,” you laugh.
“maybe,” he looks away. “but i like spoiling you too.”
“what made you want me to, you know.”
“do you remember when you almost pissed yourself a few months ago?” you groaned covering your face. “nuhuh.” he pulled your hand away and stared at you. “it was so hot you were so desperate and needy, fuck. just thinking about it.” he grabbed your hand bringing it over his already hard cock. you gasped before biting your lip looking up at him innocently.
“please,” he whispered to you.
“it’s so embarrassing.”
“i like it when you’re shy and embarrassed. such a pretty puppy.” he knew what he was doing using puppy to get you to cave. and you wanted to and now talking about pee made you realize how badly you needed to. so you were shifting on him before he pulled you onto his lap. you whined feeling his cock press into you.
“you need to stop wearing these flimsy little skirts,” he said, flipping up the material peeking at your dampening panties.
“and these cute little panties.” his fingers grazed the material and you knew he could feel the wetness because now he was smirking at you.
“you know you make it seem like you don’t want to but you’re so wet, puppy.” you whimpered, bringing your hands to cover your face but he pulled them away. one hand holding your wrist and the other gripping you hips.
“feel how hard you make me,” he moaned as he grinded against you, his hard cock pressing against his zipper. you stayed quiet but moved your hands to release him from his jeans. he watched and you delicately unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans before tenderly gripping his cock letting the head poke out of the waistband of his boxers.
“need you,” you whimper, your hand still fisting at his cock as precum beaded at the tip.
“how bad,” he asked, looking up at you curiously. his fingers teased along the hem of your panties and you wanted him to shove his hand in and touch you.
“so bad.” he smirks at you, fingers dragging down to graze your clothed clit, making you quiver.
“i know you need to go. been filling you up all night for this.” you whined, looking away from him.
“hmm, gonna piss on my cock baby?” you whimpered. you did need to go but you really didn’t want to make a mess.
“lemme,” you mumbled, standing up on weak knees and pulling his jeans down his legs, leaving him in his boxers and tshirt. he looked like a god, leaning back, staring at you with this look of power on his face that made you feel so weak. he groaned when you straddled him and rubbed yourself against his cock.
“don’t make me,” you whined. “so embarrassing.”
“but you need to go so bad, baby,” he replied, pressing a hand against your tummy, making you pull your legs together around him.
“i need to but i can hold it,” you say mainly to yourself.
“just fuck me i can hold it,” you blubber tugging at his boxers ready to pull your panties aside and let him fill you up.
“you really think you can hold it while i fill up your pretty little cunt,” he teases, fingers tickling under your shirt and up your chest. you nodded harshly.
“i can i can do it.” you yelped when his fingers tweaked your nipple bending forward pressing your hands on his chest. he smirked up at you as his thumb brushed your hard nipple, his nails grazing the sensitive skin.
“so if i hold you like this,” he says, moving his hand down to press against your tummy while the other holds your hips in place. you’re squirming when he says, “ while i fuck you, you can hold it?”
“hnngh, wanna hold it. wanna be good and hold it,” you slipped deeper the need to go overwhelming you.
“let go puppy,” you whimpered. not realizing you were but when you felt the familiar warmth you sobbed grabbing at yourself to stop. and you did hold yourself back from letting it all go. you couldn’t see the large wet spot in your panties or feel the way it had started to drip out. but chenle did, he could feel the warm liquid slowly dribble onto his cock making precum pump out of his cock.
“no, no no,” you whined. chenle pressed your tummy again.
“you’re such a good puppy. let go for me.” he groaned.
“want your cock, i can - let me - i can hold it,” you whimper, pulling his waistband down letting his cock free beneath you. lifting your hips as you pulled your panties to the side before sinking down with a groan.
“fuck puppy,” he moaned, leaning his head back but keeping his eyes on you. you did your best to bounce on his cock but you were so full your legs were quivering.
“so full,” you mewled, he reached up pushing your hair out of your face before gripping your hips and fucking back into you harshly. you felt like you would burst any second you couldn’t tell if it was from the need to pee or the need to come. you held your hand over your clit rubbing circles as chenle watched you.
“so fucking good holding it for me, puppy.” he stared at you listening to the sounds of skin slapping filling the room along with your whimpers. watching your lashes flutter against your cheeks and one hand gripping his shirt the other circling your clit. you looked so fucked out so perfect for him.
“so pretty baby, all for me.” you whined down at him, your arms feeling weak from holding your body up.
“so much. can’t hold it.”
“let go, puppy,” he said, pounding into you hard and fast. you couldn’t do it anymore couldn’t hold it in so you let go. relaxing as you let the warmth pour out of you. chenle stared between you watching the hot piss gush from you onto his skin making him groan. your fingers still circled your clit making the liquid squirt onto his chest and stomach and he felt so close to the edge.
“such a good, puppy, so good. so fucking good.” he found himself gripping you tighter and fucking you harder your cunt pulsing around him.
“so close,” you whined, working your hand faster, your stomach full of pleasure instead of the pressure. the mix of release and the building orgasm was too much.
“cum for me, pup,” chenle moaned, thrusting into you faster. you groaned at his words letting your orgasm flood over you, pee still pouring from you as your legs shook and cunt tightened around chenle.
“fuck,” he cursed as he came a moment later filling you up with hot cum. your cunt still pulsing around him as he finished. he stared up at you seeing the last dribbles of pee drip onto him as you slowly continued to rubbed your clit. your hair was a complete mess and your eyes closed and he loved it and wanted it forever.
“you’re so fucking hot,” he groaned, rubbing his hands over your hips.
“it’s so messy,” you finally said, opening your eyes looking at the puddle on your couch.
“lemme see?” he asked, lifting you up off of his cock. he quickly spun you a hand on your back to bend over so he could see your messy cunt. your hands held yourself up as he leaned forward gripping your cheeks pulling them apart to see your puffy hole watching the cum drip out.
“so fucking sexy,” he smirked slapping his hand on your ass making you whine.
“it’s so messy,” you say, turning back to face him.
“but you liked it,” he grins, making you nod shyly.
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nakamoto yuta x fem!reader
warnings — piss kink/omorashi, humiliation, piss drinking?, oral (f. receiving). mdni (17+).
you’re sitting in yuta’s lap with your back pressed against his lean chest. your head is thrown back in agony as you keep your eyes tightly shut while you focus on not pissing yourself.
your skirt is hiked up and your legs spread open, thrown over either side of your boyfriend’s. he rubs your stomach, trying to distract you from the pain but it’s not helping at all.
tears poke at the corners of your eyes and your bottom lip quivers, you’re not going to be able to hold it for much longer.
you start to sob as you feel the first squirt of piss escape from your bladder. a small, wet spot appears on the front of the frilly, pink lace panties yuta bought you.
yuta finds the whole ordeal laughable. what’s the point in trying to continue to hold it? the only thing that's causing you is more pain. why stay in pain when all you have to do is relax and let it go?
“what are you still trying to hold it for, hm? you need some help?”
it was a rhetorical question and he doesn’t expect a response, he was just giving you a heads up more or less of what’s about to happen.
“just relax for me.” his hand stops rubbing your belly and slides down to your lower stomach, pressing down on your full, aching bladder.
you squeeze your muscles tighter in hopes that it’ll stop you from peeing on yourself, but your bladder is too weak and too full to hold out any longer. it gives way and the floodgates open.
your sobbing intensifies as the stream of piss starts to leave you.
yuta notices you trying to press your legs together so he nudges them open and keeps them spread wide. you quickly come to the realization that there’s no stopping it and you finally relax as you continue to relieve yourself.
yuta brings two fingers to your urethra to feel the warm piss exiting out of your body. it wets the underside of your thighs and ass and your short pink skirt. it also wets yuta’s pants and crotch, making him incredibly hard as it makes it’s way onto the couch before seeping into the cushions.
when the flow finally stops, you’re both wet and the leather couch is soaked and there’s a puddle of piss on the hardwood floor.
dried tears stain your cute little face as you try to calm down and regulate your breathing again. yuta gives you a minute before grabbing your jaw and pressing his lips to yours for a heated kiss. he thanks you for letting him indulge in his kink as he pulls away.
he slips out from under you and you think he’s going to help you to the bathroom to clean up, but he gets on his knees instead and pulls you closer to him by your calves until your core is right in his face.
he licks and sucks at your soiled panties, flicking your clit with his tongue repeatedly in the process. once he’s satisfied, he pulls your panties to the side and goes to town; lapping at your piss covered pussy like it’s a special treat.
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Could you do a nsfw scenario for hanamiya in which he is tutoring you (I currently have hanamiya and akashi tutor brainrot stuck in my head)
thank you for the request! i'm sorry if this isn't exactly what you wanted, since the request was somewhat vague, i kinda just did whatever lol. feel free to send another request if this isn't what you had envisioned :-) sorry it's kinda short lol
that magic touch
feat. tutor! boyfriend! HANAMIYA MAKOTO
word count. 1,065
warnings. NSFW content, afab gn! reader, reader wears a skirt, plot at the beginning is kinda rushed lol sorry, maybe OOC hanamiya, use of pet names ("pretty" "baby"), thigh-riding, fingering, light overstimulation, no actual sex, dacryphilia, slight manhandling, not proofread.
Convincing Hanamiya isn't a simple task, getting him to tutor you felt like trying to push a boulder up a mountain. He never went easy on you, even if you were his S/O. That made him even harder on you.
You sat next to him with a textbook in your lap, and papers sprawled around you both. He'd been helping you for close to an hour now, and you still didn't get a bit of what he was explaining to you. You could feel yourself getting frustrated, and that didn't go unnoticed by Hanamiya. He watched you as he continued to explain the topic, watching your brows furrow. His heavy sigh caused your head to turn over to him.
"What is it that you don't understand? This shouldn't be that difficult" he questioned you. You looked away, embarrassed that he knew you were having trouble already. "I can't help you if you don't tell me what's confusing you." he continued, "You do want to pass, don't you?"
You fidgeted with your fingers "I do! I just.. I just don't understand what any of this means..." you mumbled at the end, not wanting to annoy Hanamiya. You could feel his gaze, the silence starting to worry you.
He sighed again and pulled you closer to him by your waist, bringing the textbook over. He began explaining once again, starting from the top and going more in detail. Maybe it was his arm around your waist, or the closeness of his face that caused you to become distracted and made you dizzy, but either way, you were no longer paying attention to the words coming out of your boyfriend's mouth. You hadn't realized he had asked you a question until he had repeated your name.
"What's got you so distracted, hm?" He knew the reason, but nothing was more fun than dragging the answer out of you. You could feel the warmth growing in your cheeks, unable to form a coherent sentence when he looks down at you with his signature smirk. The smile that makes your knees wobble and your heart pound. You amused Hanamiya, to put it simply. Reacting so easily to his touches and words. Putting the textbook to the side, he pulled you into his lap so that you were facing him.
"What's on your mind pretty?" he asked, gripping your hips. You grab onto his shirt, and your eyes darted away, too embarrassed to even face him. His hands dipped under your top, moving up to grasp your breast. A shiver runs down your spine, and a small gasp escapes your lips in surprise.
"C'mon, tell me" he teases, kneading at your chest. You only whine softly in response, and meet his gaze. His smirk grows, taking his hands out from under your shirt to pull you into a kiss. The intensity causes you to melt into it, your mind going blank, and your hands moving onto his shoulders. His hand sternly grips the back of your head, deepening the kiss even more. Your tongues swirl together, and small mewls escape from your throat in the process. Hanamiya pulls away, a string of saliva connecting your lips
"You're drooling baby" his voice is low and alluring, causing the heat to grow in between your thighs. His thumb glides against your cheek, before coming down to wipe away the spit under your lip. You whimper quietly, moving your hips slightly in hopes that he would get the hint. He only grins in response, knowing exactly what you want, but he won't give it to you that easily.
He pulls your body to sit atop his thigh, pushing you against it. "If you want it so bad you gotta work for it" he purred, rocking you against his leg. Your thighs clench around his own, starting to slowly move your hips and setting a slow pace. His grip never lightens as he watches you get off just from his leg, his smirk growing at the second. Your mind becomes foggy as your pace speeds up, hiding your face in the crook of his neck.
You aren't processing anything your boyfriend is saying, all words falling deaf to your ears, only being able to focus on your only release, the knot in your stomach growing. Hanamiya knows you're close, he can tell by the way your thighs clench and the shakiness of your hands that are holding onto him. His leg bounced lightly along with the pace you set, tipping you over to your release, making a mess on his pants.
Your attempt to get off his leg was short-lived as he pulled you back onto his thigh. His hand sneaks under your skirt, feeling your slick through your panties. Hanamiya hummed "You'll give me another one, won't you?" he glanced at you, his eyes half-lidded and full of lust. He doesn't wait for your answer before pushing your panties to the side.
One of his hands squeezes your thigh and the other drags along your slit. Your mewls and moans, begging him to touch you, only make his pants feel tighter. "You gotta tell me what ya want it, Y/N" he whispers into your ear, the warmth of his breath hitting your next, making you shiver.
"Please.." you whine, tears threatening to spill from your eyes "Wan' your fingers...!" before you can continue, he pushes his thick digits into your dripping cunt.
Tears fall from your eyes, the pleasure being too much. Your body still being weak from your last orgasm, nails digging into his shoulder blades. He chuckles at your tear-stained face "Crying already? C'mon, we've just started" you mumble out a string of apologies in response, trying to keep yourself steady as your boyfriend stretches you open with his fingers.
"Gonna cum again? Go on, cum all over my fingers" he encourages you "Make a mess" is all you needed to hear for your second orgasm to hit you, arching into him while tears spill down your cheeks. Hanamiya's fingers work you through it, with small circles on your clit. Thighs trembling around him, his name being sung from your throat, the only thing you are able to think about is him.
Pulling his fingers out of you, and putting your panties back into place, he grabs the textbook that was thrown to the side.
"Let's continue the lesson, hm?"
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satoru was trying to prove to you that he bulked after you teased him time and time again that his muscles were “deflating” a light joke turned into once again a segment of satoru trying to prove himself to you, and that led to him picking you up and eating you out against the wall.
satoru had enough of you teasing him about his muscles, especially since he already told you he was bulking, but then the joke got to him, the more time he spent in the gym the more time he thought about you, which is why he did what he did.
when he came home in his black fitted shirt, he meant business, snatching you up and kissing you, his soft lips disconnecting from yours and going straight for your neck, his hands sliding over your ass and to the back of your thighs and picking you up.
a yelp slipping past your lips at the action, your hands immediately clawing at your hair as your legs dangle over his shoulders, you were wearing a dress with no panties, satoru went straight for the dive.
pushing his head in between your thighs and licking your wet core, a spit during dripping down. the action causing you to jerk, your hands trying to push him away, but he doesn't budge and instead pokes his tongue in between your folds and licking your clit, a whimper sliding out your mouth.
this is what he knew you wanted all along, for him to prove his strength and use it to his advantage, so that is what he was going to do, your back against the wall trying to keep balance as satoru is licking all over your aching core. it felt so good and the adrenaline of you basically up in the air contributing to that pleasure.
moans started to drip out your mouth just like how satoru's spit is dripping off your pussy, his hands gripping your ass trying to keep balance while eating you out. this was light work for him, he wasn't new to picking you up and making you cum, only this time he had you pinned on his shoulders.
your moans bouncing off the walls and satoru's dick on hard, it felt so good to have all your weight down on his shoulders while he fought the urge to slide you down that wall and bend you over, your taste exploding all over his tongue making his dick twitch.
at that point his spit and your fluids combined were dripping down his chin and down on his shirt, the feeling of having you there felt better than sex at that point.
one thing he was going to do was convince you of something that wasn't true and at the point it was proving that his body wasn't slim but instead full of muscles, big enough to hold you for an hour and a half eating your pretty pussy.
that's what he wanted to do, he wanted you on his all the time, he wanted to hold you up and taste you, have you squirm on his shoulders and pull his hair, that was the best feeling.
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Jaehyun turned to face you as you both lay in bed, a small smile spreading over his lips. His eyes glittered with love and affection, and his hands were behind his head.
You smile back at him and start to lean in closer to cover him in kisses.
“A kiss for your sweet sweet heart,” you said, leaning in to lightly peck his chest. His heart fluttered at your touch.
“And a kiss for your beautiful mind,” you continued, placing a kiss on his forehead as you looked into his eyes.
With a playful glint, you turned to completely face him and said, "And kisses for my all-time favourite, cutest dimples in the whole universe." He giggled as you proceeded to kiss each of his dimples.
You couldn't help but smile at him, feeling so lucky to have him in your life. Your eyes locked with his in a loving gaze when suddenly, his eyes flickered to your lips. Your heart started racing, and you looked away.
Jaehyun noticed. “Do you still get shy?” he asked, pulling you towards him and tilting your chin with one hand.
With a half smile and half smirk on his face, he looked at your lips, then back into your eyes. “Just by looking at my lips?” he said in a deep, low voice.
Feeling even more shy now, you nodded. Jaehyun's hand moved from your chin to your cheek as he pulled you in for a kiss. Your lips moved in perfect harmony, and you felt the butterflies exploding in your stomach.
Your breath mixed together and sent shivers down your backs as your lips met in a gentle yet intense kiss. Your bodies continued to press against one another, holding each other tightly as the kiss continued.
After what felt like an eternity, you pulled back, both of you breathless. Jaehyun had a huge smile on his face as he asked, “Was that what you wanted to do, princess?”, his voice full of love and a hint of teasing.
You nodded, still feeling too shy to speak. But before you could hide in his chest, he quickly gave you another peck on the lips, making your face heat up even more.
“Let me guess, a kiss for my delicious lips?” he said teasingly, knowing exactly what you were going to say. When you let out a soft groan in response, you could hear his deep, hearty laugh in your ears.
His laughter filled the room, and he pulled you closer, cuddling into you. “You're so cute,” he said, causing you to hide your face in his chest.
As you lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, you know that you are exactly where you’re supposed to be—in his arms, with his lips against yours.
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Mirrors
-‘๑’- pairing: HUSBAND!jaehyun x WIFE!y/n
-‘๑’- warnings/tags: smut!, dirty talk, pet names (baby, good girl, wife, beautiful), unprotected sex, finger-fucking, squirting, spanking, heavy making out/kissing, breast play, cursing, multiple orgams, riding
-‘๑’- w.c: 1.6k
-‘๑’- a.n: hii!! i’m sorry for being MIA for the last month, school has been rlly overwhelming with midterms & testing but i’m on break rn which means ill be back to uploading! look foward to all the content i’ll be releasing starting with this one!! i love u all & thank you for waiting. i’m truly sorry 🤍
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The hard crash of his lips on mine as the faint sound of the door slamming shut rung in my ears.
“Naked and on the bed,” he said as he pulled his lips away, his voice so deep.
Without a second thought, I went into the room and rid myself of every piece of clothing I had on. The cool air brushed against my wet aching core and hard nipples. Jaehyun walked in moments later, his hard cock leaking with precum. I wanted nothing more but to get a taste of it in my mouth, and fuck me til’ I forgot who I was.
Only he could do that.
His fingers grabbed my chin, lifting my head so I could look at him, eye-to-eye.
“Open your mouth,” he whispered, and so I did; slipping in two fingers into my mouth. “Suck.”
I sucked on his fingers, while he looked at me in a taunting way. His face saying, What a slut. I swirled my tongue and sucked on his fingers. ‘Is it weird how I find this oddly hot?’
Soon I was put in a haze, Jaehyun must’ve noticed it since he took his fingers out and managed to position me on top of him.
“You shouldn’t be thinking about anything else besides me,” he said, pinching one of my nipples roughly. I unconsciously grinded against him, his hard cock resting against my ass.
“S-sorry-“ I muttered, before he picked me up and sat in front of the mirror that stood in the corner of the room. I was positioned with my back resting against his chest, and his hands opening up my legs. I watched through the mirror all his movements and the way my cunt drooled.
“So wet for me,” he taunted, as he ghosted his hand around my cunt. Before I was able to mutter a sentence, a word, he slapped my cunt. I omitted a low yell, earning me another slap. “Oh! Fuck. J-Jae.” Slap. “Please ‘m nn-no.”
His hot breath warmed my ear, and he whispered, “No, you deserve a punishment after the show you put on at dinner.” His lips lingered for a while longer, then kissed down my neck. I felt like I was going to crumble any minute now, just by his harsh slaps and taunting words. I was so close, so fucking close, but then his slaps came to a hault.
“J-Jaehyun?” I questioned, turning my head back. His lust-filled eyes staring back at me.
He smirked, “Oh my pretty wife, you don’t get to cum yet.”
“Wha-What? I-“ He interrupted me halfway when his fingers intruded inside my cunt. No warning, Nothing. His two fingers going at an unmerciful pace, my stomach fluttered. The knot threatened to unleash any moment now.
“Pl-Pleas’ let me c-cum. I’m cl-close Jaehyun…”
His pace slowed, then halted again. He was torturing me. I couldn’t handle it. “No, no, no. Please Jae let me cum,” I begged him. I needed to release.
His hand grabbed my jaw, turning me to face him. “Apologize then,” his hazy voice said. “Apologize?” I questioned. “Yes, apologize for the show you put on earlier.”
The last hours came rushing back into my hazy mind. The incident at the restaurant. The incident in question was when I put on a dress—so short in his words—that it kept lifting up, nearly exposing my ass.
In truth, I wore it to piss him off, and because I might’ve felt a little needy for him today. However, I underestimated how many people would have their eyes on me, and the amount of fumes erupting from Jaehyun's head.
“S-Sorry… I’ll never do that again Jae.” His face didn’t change, “And?”
“And I’m only yours. I belong to you Jaehyun.”
He smirked, his lips finding mine. The kiss distracting me from his fingers that once again intruded inside my cunt, continuing their pace. His thumb playing with my clit, stroking, and circling it until it had me begging into our kiss. I wanted more.
“Please fuck me.” The words came out of my mouth, when I pulled away from the kiss.
Jaehyun didn’t say anything, he just lowered his head into my neck, sucking on my sweet spot as he continued relentlessly finger fucking me. I involuntarily clenched around his fingers, signaling him.
“It’s okay baby, let go all over my fingers beautiful.” Jaehyun's words were the tip of the iceberg, I came crashing down. Loud moans erupted from my lips, tears streamed from my eyes, and the faint touch of his lips against my shoulders.
“I always love it when you squirt,” he whispered. When my eyes finally fluttered open, I witnessed what he meant by that. I squirted all over his arm, the mirror, and the floor. The scene in front of us; a mess.
He brought his hand that was inside me to his mouth, licking himself clean of all my juices. He let out a satisfied groan. When he finished, he picked me back up and threw me gently on the bed. His cock aching for it’s release.
“Spread nice and wide for me baby,” he said. I grabbed my legs, spreading them for him. In different circumstances I would’ve hesitated, but the lust clouding my mind cut out any logic or emotions.
“Good girl.”
He brought himself closer, his tip prodded outside me. He was teasing me, but I was running out of patience. I shifted closer until his tip was the only thing inside my cunt.
“Impatient aren’t you my wife,” he teased as he watched me. He was enjoying this so much, I saw it in the way he look at me.
“Please hurry Jae, I need you to fuck me already.”
“Fuck you drive me insane Y/N.”
We both moaned when he pushed his cock further in, stretching me out so well. Jaehyun groaned, taking my arms to pin them above my head.
“So fucking tight,” he chuckled. “Even after all that squirting.”
Jaehyun thrusted hard and rough. The squelching sounds echoed in the room along with my moans. I would’ve been scratching his back if it wasn’t for the hold he had on my wrists that he pinned above my head.
“Ri-Right there,” I moaned out when he hit the spot he knows will have me crashing and crumbling. “Deeper… Harder.”
“As you wish,” he said. Jaehyun angled me slightly, his thrusts reaching me more deeper. The hold on my wrists disappeared, his hands now coming down my body until one reached my clit. He circled and pinched the already swollen clit as he thrusted even more relentlessly into me.
“Cum,” he groaned. One thrust, then two, until I finally came. I came hard on his cock, clenching around it while he fucked me through my climax.
His thrust then slowed down, going sloppy. He was close too. A couple thrusts more and he came too. His white seeds painting my insides white, filling me up so well.
“Good job baby,” he whispered, kissing my lips gently, a total contrast to his demeanor earlier. He laid beside me, and we waited until we caught out breaths. However, I was far from satisfied, I wanted him back inside me.
I turned to his side, he was already looking at me. He smiled, his dimples appearing. I got up, staring at his cock, which was still semi-hard.
“Not satisfied,” he said. I turned to him, seeing the smirk plastered across his face. I nodded. “Then ride me baby, you know what to do.”
Before I entered him, I stroked him to get his cock harder. I positioned myself on top of his cock, lowering myself until the tip poked me. I slid him in slowly, until he was all the way in.
“Fuck. Feel so good,” he groaned, bringing his hands to the sides of my hips.
I started bouncing, increasing my speed the more I go. His fingers dug into me, marks sure to appear. “Keep going baby, like that. Fuck. You’ll be the death of me.”
His praises only ignited me even more. “You like that?” I said when I leaned forward to capture his lips. He only let a satisfied groan into the kiss, but his hands traveled down to the flesh of my ass. He kneaded it, smacking it moments later. His smacks didn’t stop, but they did once I got back up.
“Keep riding me beautiful, I’m close to cummin’ now.”
And so I continued, his hands now on my tits. He fondled them, playing with both my nipples and later pinching them while I bounced on him. “Come down, I wanna suck on em’” he commanded.
My hands on the headboard, while my tits came in front of his face. I felt as his tongue darted out, and sucked on one like a child.
Slap. “Keep moving,” he said, biting down on my nipple.
It didn’t take long until we both came. My third climax erupting from me, in a hazy and euphoric way. I only saw white.
“Fucked dumb my little wife,” Jaehyun said, looking down at me. My legs trembled, tear stains all over my face, drool escaping my lips, and his love marks scattered all over my body.
“Yes,” I muttered. His head came down next to my ear whispering, “You did well.” His voice caused an eruption of butterflies in my stomach. I always loved his praises.
“Go to sleep now baby, I’ll clean you up,” he said. “And the mess you made in the mirror,” he teased. I pouted at his words, earning a laugh from him.
“I’m sorry, I love you.” He kissed my temple saying, “Good night my wife.”
“Good night Jae, I love you.” I muttered into the night before I drifted off into a quiet and deep sleep.
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