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Kinkmas - Day 22: Corruption W/ DPR ian
Post Date: 22nd December 2022
Content: Smut - Christian Yu/ DPR ian x Reader
WC: 1.2K
TW?: Friends with benefits/ Corruption/ Fuckboy!Chris/ Inexperienced Reader/ Reader has vulva/ Princess/ Bondage (Rope)
Summary: Of course, he couldn’t help himself from tainting you with his deepest and darkest desires when it’s a season to be good.
Masterlist Kinkmas Masterlist Prompt list
Another friend-holiday Christmas.
Yet this time, it’s just you and Chris, as everyone is all coupled up and being sickly cute with their significant others. Leaving you and Chris to spend the date that was planned, alone together.
This would be a totally innocent friend Christmas date. You're friends - yes, both single but nothing could ever possibly happen, right?
What else better to do on the day than to watch Christmas films that you’ve both seen multiple times before, and try your absolute best to find another to watch that you haven’t seen.
Regardless, none of the options were standing out for you both.
"Fuck this," Chris sighs, throwing the controller onto the coffee table in front of you both after pressing play on a random Christmas film.
You couldn't help but laugh at his sudden frustration, making him side-eye you. Very unimpressed by your reaction to his outburst but that pearly white smile breaks free when he softens up, acknowledging that there was a little comedy to how he went about it.
"So what have you done this week?" You break the ice first after staring into his eyes for a little longer than you expected to, almost getting lost in them as you try and hide your sudden attraction to your friend but this doesn't go a miss by him.
"Oh, nothing really. Just the usual, but I, unfortunately, won't see that girl again. She thinks I was weird for asking her to try something," Chris replies with the most nonchalant face ever.
This was a regular occurrence and you have to be honest, you're never phased when he talks about his experience with girls but you were always curious how he manages to get around like that.
Being relatively inexperienced yourself, you always wonder what it was like to have the chance to be laid by him. It was evident that your interest peaked, fully facing him as you rest your hands in your lap, being ready to fully listen to him whilst the TV plays in the background, "What was it?".
With wide eyes, Chris wasn't expecting you to ask that but is more than happy to share anyway, "I just wanted to try to see how things would pan out if I was in complete control, giving instructions and tying her to the bed. But I guess she wasn't into that stuff".
With every single hair standing up on your body from the slight shyness you're feeling after hearing it, your core starts to ache for attention.
Although, you try to keep yourself composed because you didn't know where you stand with him, "That sounds pretty fun, though!".
Your reply was to sound playful, but the more you look at him, the more you realise that you found yourself being sexually frustrated with him, practically a virgin wanting to be ruined by him.
"Oh yeah? I think it does, we should try it," The teasing in his voice makes your eyes widen to the size of plates as you swallow hard, heart racing until he finishes his sentence, "I'm only joking".
Feeling slightly better but now you feel as though you missed your chance.
It was now or never, make or break the moment as you gain a bit of confidence to get cheeky and playful, "I'm not joking though".
He doesn't even react in a bad way at all, just a smirk extending on his face as he inches closer to you, closing the gap until he's practically hovering over you, "Are you sure you're not joking? Once we start, I don't think I could stop," Chris growls lightly, making you whimper at the sudden change in your friend.
Despite how shy you were, you push through with your confidence, letting him guide you to his bedroom and wait for him to start giving you instructions, just as he'd want.
But not before his lips attach to yours, biting on your bottom lip that gets caught between his teeth and his tongue swipes against yours.
The way he kisses you makes you feel like you're on cloud 9, never would've imagined for it to feel that good but you're in store for the rest.
With gradual movement, his hands slip under your shirt and swiftly removes it from your body.
Remembering what he wants to try, he stops in his tracks as he leans back on his heels, eyes like a predator on you as the smirk just grows even bigger, "Take your clothes off, real slow for me princess".
Doing as you're instructed to do, you can't help but get even hotter to the touch, with slight hesitance in your actions as you remove the items of clothing off of your body, playing them on the floor whilst you await further instructions.
"Turn around, face down and ass up with your hands behind your back, let me see you like that," He growls in a whisper so seductively into your ears, nipping at it before letting you move your body around.
Tying your wrists behind your back and connecting them to your ankles, you hiss at the tightness of the rope, whimpering when he only tightens them a little more and gives your ass a huge smack.
"Look at you, innocent inexperienced you getting tied up. Never thought I'd see the day," He quips, the cocky and teasing voice in full swing as he leans over your back to whisper into your ear again, "You're all mine now, princess".
"Let's see how much of me can you take, huh?" He continues, making you whimper and beg for him to do something with you other than tease you.
But in reality, that just adds more fuel to the fire, making him want to drag this out as long as possible to see how badly you break for him.You sure are innocent, and he knows that.
He knows the very little experience you have, but by god does he want to ruin that innocence that for some reason, you've always tried to hold on to until now? And now, you're never going to want anything, or anyone else.
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—skintight ❄️
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Kinkmas day 3
xfem!reader mdni. 1.6kw. In which Chris really likes that dress you’re wearing
Baby, what’s taking so long?
“We’re gonna be late.” Chris said he knocked on the bedroom door.
He waited impatiently for you to come out, not knowing what was taking you so long. He just wanted to make it to his parents dinner party on time.
Like he gets that you want to impress his family, but it’s not really that big of a deal. His mom and dad already loved you for who you are, and he felt like you didn’t have to go all out every-time you see them.
“Y/n, come on.” he said, finally opening up the door.
his plan was to come in and drag you out the house, half naked if he had too. But when his eyes landed on you, wearing the cuntiest mrs.claus dress he’d ever seen, he changed his mind.
He was losing it, looking at how the dress hugged everything just right, showcasing every curve that he’s touched and kissed.
And those fucking fishnets.
The way your thighs strained against the diamond pattern made his mouth water. it took everything in him not press your face into the mattress and fuck you until bed gives in.
“What do you think?” the question was almost taunting as Chris watches you do a little twirl.
“I think I want to stay home.” He moves closer, wrapping his arms around your waist. “I don’t want anyone seeing you looking this good.”
You chuckle softly, “sorry, love. But we can’t ditch your parents.”
Chris groans, dramatically throwing his head back like a child. As much as he knew his parents wouldn’t actually care if you didn’t show up, he also knew that you were really excited to see them.
“Fine, fine.” He pouted and you can’t help but place a kiss on his soft lips.
“One more-“ “Chris.”
-
From the moment you stepped in the house, chris just couldn’t keep his hands off of you. with every step, he was trailing behind you, keeping his hand latched to your side.
you tried to brush him off as you talked with his mom, helping her set up the dinner table. And you’re more than happy when mrs.bang declines his offers to come along as well.
“What’s gotten into that boy? It’s like you casted a spell.” mrs.bang jokes as she sets the last plate down.
“It must be all the eggnog.” You reply and the older woman laughs.
“Whatever it is, I hope it gets me some grandkids.”
This was the reason why you adored his parents so much. They’re so lovable and easy to get along with, much like their son.
“What are you two over here gossiping about? The foods gonna get cold!” Mr.bang says with a hearty chuckle, taking his designated spot at the dinner table.
You watched as the rest of the family followed suit, sitting down at the table. you do the same, taking the empty seat beside chris.
“Hey you.” He says with a cheeky grin, hand automatically landing on your thigh.
“Hey.” you reply
Throughout the course of the dinner, his fingers just kept playing with your fishnets. Slipping his them through the holes, feeling the thin layer of stockings that your wore to keep you from getting cold.
His mind went rampant, thinking about ripping them right off you and using them to tie your hands together.
“Right, babe?” Your voice pulls him out of his thoughts in an instant.
“Huh? I’m sorry, what were you saying?” He said blinking at you like a dear in head lights.
A sigh leaves everyone’s lips at the table.
“your mom suggested that we stay here for the night, since it’s so late.” You explained.
“And you agreed?”
“Of course I did. Why wouldn’t I?” You asked, raising an eyebrow.
Because he wants to go home and hear you scream his name, that’s why.
Chris press his lips into a line, not saying a word. you had already taken up his parents offer and he really didn’t want to make a scene by begging you to leave.
So in the end, he’ll just have to fuck you here.
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you’re at the sink, watching the dishes on your own after offering to do so.
Of course everyone protested, but you convinced them that it’s the least you could do since they’re letting Chris and you stay there.
you sigh to yourself in relief as you get down to the second to last plate, hands tired and pruned from all the washing.
“Love,” a voice calls from behind and you don’t budge when two bulky arms wrap around your waist.
“I’m almost done, Chris. go to bed.” You say, rinsing off a dish.
“But I wanna help you." He whispered, grip only getting tighter as his head fell into the curve of your neck, placing soft kisses there.
“I don’t need help.”
"Yes, you do." He insisted, his voice husky with desire. “You’re taking so long already.”
“You’re so stubborn. Just go-“ your breath hitches, feeling his innocent kisses switch to sucking and biting.
“C-Christopher stop it.” You slap his arm, “that hurts.”
Chris hummed softly, letting go of your skin with a soft pop. “Can’t help it. You just look so delicious standing here.” He whispered, rocking his against you and you gasp.
“you’re hard..?”
"Been like this since I saw you in this dress." He admitted, his voice rough. "I want you so bad, y/n."
his hands slid up to cup your breasts, pinching and rubbing your nipples through the thin material.
“We can’t do this in your parents' house.” You protested despite how turned on you were getting.
"I don't care." Chris rolled his eyes, "We’re going to make love. Right here, right now."
he pushed you against the sink, his thick, hard cock rubbing against your backside. You don't even have a chance to think before your fishnets and stockings are being ripped open.
“Wait, wait.” "No more waiting." He hissed, sliding his hands over your lace panties and pulling them to the side.
"I want you bare for me." his fingers traced the slick folds before sliding inside you, filling you up with two fingers.
“Y-you’re insane”
“You love it," he grunted, punctuating his words with hard slaps against your ass. “You love being taken like this.” He pushed his fingers deeper, stretching your tight channel.
You absolutely fall apart on his fingers, eyes rolling to the back of your skull as he pumps you restlessly.
“Gonna come on my fingers, hmm?” He whispers into your ear, nipping at it right after. “Go ahead then, beautiful.”
you bite back your moans as your orgasm rushes in, still trying to be mindful of the people within the house.
“That's it." Chris praised as you coat his digits. He pulls them out slowly and your hole puckers for more. it was such a pretty sight, ripped tights, soaked thighs— his dick twitched in anticipation.
Chris hands shook slightly as he pushed his pants and boxers down to his ankles. He positioned his tip at your entrance, teasing it just to get a reaction out of you.
“channie, please.” you whine, wiggling your ass back.
Your boyfriend chuckled, “soon, sweetheart.” he said before sinking inside. He hissed at how tightly your wrapped around him like he hasn’t fucked you enough.
“fuck, you’re so big.” You mewled.
"Not big enough." He growled, starting to move within you, his hips thrusting hard. The feeling of his cock stretching you walls drove you wild, every nerve in your body was in flames. “Wanna break you open, make sure you can only fit me.”
The kitchen was filled with heavy breaths and the sound of the water running. You had no idea if his parents could hear you from their room, but at this moment you didn’t care. Just wanted to be used by the man behind you.
Chris' thrusts were hard and fast, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he took you from behind. every time he hit your g-spot he got closer and closer to cuming.
“I love you so fucking much.” He groaned into your ear, hips stuttering. “wanna cum inside today. Can I? Fill you up with my seed?”
“yes, please” you granted, feeling your peak rise for the second time. “I need it.”
“Take it.” his fingers tore into your skin as he emptied himself inside. His cock throbbed, pulsating with each powerful stroke, leaving you quivering and sated. the white liquid dribbles down whatever’s left of your outfit, eventually getting soaked up in the fabric.
“I’ll have to buy you a new pair, won’t I ?”
“Not if you’re just gonna fuck em up again.”
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Day 8: Bang Chan 🎄 Dry Humping
Kinkmas 2023
"I'm not letting you climb all over me when you're all sweaty," you joked, playfully pushing Chan away as he tried to kiss you. You paused your video game so he wouldn't make you lose your progress with his distractions.
"But you know exercising gets me going," he pleaded, an obvious tent in his black gym shorts.
Well...you were already sprawled across the rug, and he did look good in that tank...
"I'm gonna keep playing, you can do what you want." Your reply was nonchalant, like you didn't care if he used your body to get off or not, but truthfully you were excited at the prospect.
"Yeah?"
You shrugged and unpaused your game, then settled back onto your stomach, propped on your elbows, while Chan, almost giddy, climbed on top of you.
"You're the best, babygirl..." Chan's stiff cock thrust hard against your ass right away, rushing blood straight down between your legs. Chan put more of his weight onto you, hands traversing your torso as low grunts and mumbled lustful comments filled your ears. "Love this pretty ass...love to fill it, agh--" His strong hands kneaded your ass greedily and you felt an intense tingling between your legs.
"Not filling it tonight," you teased, tapping the keys of your controller but only vaguely paying attention to what you were doing.
Chan huffed a chuckle into your neck before placing a kiss there. "I know, I know...just like thinkin' about it." He may not be fucking your ass the way he wanted, but being able to grind on it was the next best thing, in his mind.
His hard-on was hardly contained by the thin material of his shorts, and the grunts and breaths that escaped his lips became heavier by the second. Chan held your hip with one hand and anchored himself with his other. Your clit was throbbing now. How could you just ignore your boyfriend when he was humping you like an animal in heat? One of your hands paused your game, immediately followed by the other flying up to reach back and grab at his neck.
"Thought you wanted to play," Chan teased, mouth at your ear.
"I will..."
Your hips bucked fruitlessly against the floor in search of some friction, and Chan's grunts grew louder and thrusts got harder and faster by the second.
"I'm so close, so fucking close..."
You knew it would be impossible for yourself to cum at the moment, but God, if it didn't turn you on to hear Chan was about to as he rutted hungrily against your ass.
Your hands gripped your game controller so hard you thought you'd crack the plastic. "Fuck, do it, cum in your pants," you purred, wiggling your hips up to meet his again.
Chan's hands came up to cage you in, anchoring themselves on the floor at either side of your head, and he fucked his hips more strongly, deliberately. "What am I gonna do with a little slut like you? Dirty mouth on her like this..."
"Uh-huh, and who's the one who wanted to hump me like a dog when I was just laying here?" you teased back, glancing over your shoulder.
Chan just chuckled and shook his head. He dropped his chest to your back and reached another hand around your torso to grope your breast through your oversized shirt. Usually you were a pretty averse to his scent when he got back from working out, but when you were turned on, it was kind of intoxicating. You felt Chan's thrusts get quicker and shallower, then felt him shake and shudder, a tight gasp getting caught in his throat. "Shit..." His breath was heavy in your ear, his cock wedged tightly through his gym shorts against your panties. He rolled over onto his back next to you, exhaling heavily, now completely tired out after two workouts.
You set your controller down and sat up next to him, deciding to tease him just a little bit more. You looked at him with big innocent eyes and a pout, spreading your legs invitingly. "Don't I get to cum too?"
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— Sub!Hwa Christmas special
Happy holidays everyone, I am so excited to announce my mini series for kinkmas this year! Since this is my first time doing anything like this it’s going to be an interesting experience. The many kinks I have in mind for this year is going to have y’all shaking.
( Update every week or when I have an idea) 🤙🏽
1 — Needing you
2 — Anything you want
3 — I love you
4 — Eat it
5 — Christmas gift
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12 Lays of Kinkmas Challenge
🗝️Note: Just reposting the kinkmas prompt list from last year. Each two can be used together or separate! Have fun and feel free to tag me in the finished work.
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I'm really excited to announce that the Kpop Pillow Talk podcast read one of my fics today! 💜💜💜
Please check out their reading of my Day 4 Seokjin Kinkmas fic and give them some love!! 💕
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by the fire / neteyam sully + ralak sepwan is now live. 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩
ಇ current game. just a loving night being with your two mates who keep you warm on a cold night.
ಇ game warnings. minors and ageless blogs do not interact! nsfw, aged up! neteyam, fem! metkayina! mate! reader, threesome (m-f-m), oral (ralak receiving), p in v, dom! neteyam, dom! ralak, dirty talk, degrading pet name (slut), use of ‘pretty slut’ & ‘good girl’, praise kink + breeding. words. 356.
ಇ slang. tanhí ( star ) + oare ( moon ).
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“Look at our sweet tanhí,” Ralak cooed as you bobbed your head up and down on his length. “Doesn’t she look s’pretty while she takes both of us at the same time?”
“Yes she sure does, she’s our pretty slut,” Neteyam spoke as he slapped your ass before gripping it tight while he pumped in and out of your soaking cunt, making you moan, sending vibrations onto Ralak’s length and making him groan. “Fuck, y’doing s’good for us, such a good girl.”
As the fire burned next to you, you no longer felt the heat from it as the warmth of your mates kept you warm. You love both of your mates equally, thanking eywa every day for bringing them to you.
You continued moving your head up and down, sucking in your cheeks to cause more friction feeling his dick twitch inside your mouth, a known tell that he was going to cum and you weren’t that far off with Neteyam's relentless pace as he thrust deep inside you, holding your hips in place so you don’t run from his cock.
“I know you’re close to cumming, oare,” Neteyam voiced as he could feel the way your gummy walls clenched around his dick. “Let’s all come together,” Ralak suggested as he held onto your hair now started to fuck your face, loving the muffle sounds you made along with the loud squelching noise your pussy made.
With a few more pumps, you feel the coil in your stomach break and you paint Neteyam lower waist with your release, they both thrust in you one more time before they release their seed in you, and groans can be heard from both of them as they pull out, your legs giving up on you as your body slumped.
“Hey, don’t go to sleep on us yet, we not done with you yet,” Neteyam reprimanded as he tapped your cheek. “It’s my turn to fuck that pussy of yours,” Ralak smirked as he bent down and gripped your ass. He couldn’t wait to feel your cunt clench around his dick as you beg him to let you come.
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Too Sweet~Jungkook
Day 25 Of Kinkmas Rope Bunny
Pairing: Sub!Jungkook x Fem!reader
Wanring: Pegging, mommy kin, bondage
An: LAST DAY took my long af, also this is kinda like a sqeal to my first ever sub!idol story on here, Sweets. I hope you like it.
PREV....
Ever since that day, where he had gotten all dressed up for you he had gotten a liking walking around in panties and a one of his large hoodies. He enjoyed the feeling of them, how tight they were around his cock, he also had been looking into different kinks of his since that night. He had proclaimed himself to be a rope bunny, it was after he saw this bunny plush on tiktok. His eyes were bright when he saw it, he was in your lap, sweater paws wrapped around his phone as your chin rested on his shoulder You watched as he got out of the app and right to google, ordering one. It was black and white, the ears were each over a foot long, he had even bought a bunny tail buttplug, bunny ears and necklaces that said bun on it. All while sitting in your lap. It had made you growl in his ear and toss him onto the couch.
When they arrived, it happened to be around your birthday so he had surprised you, ears, tail and collar on, and his hands were tied with the bunny ears, his crotch grinding against it when you walked in. From that day on he loved his arms being bound, his thighs burning from the way they were tied apart.
So it was no surprise he wanted to surprise you on Christmas.
He had been learning,teaching himself to tie knots, to tie himself up. Though he needed help, and though it was embarrassing he knew he could reach out to his best friend. Jimin. He knew Jimin was also a fairly submissive person in the bedroom, so he knew though the teasing would be light, there would be no disguest. So here he is, body bent on his knees cafes and thighs tied together with pastel pink rope that then tied up and around his waist. His hair falling in his eyes, his upper arms tied to his chest, and his bunny had his wrist tied. He was practically imboile as Jimin stepped back and smirked at his friend.
“If she doesn’t jump your bones and fuck you till your dead then I will.” Jungkook let out a whine, his cock hardening agasint his lace pnaties as Jimin chuckles and gabs the bow, pressing it to the top of his head. His ears on the top of his head slightly fell, making Jimin chuckle as Jungkooked sighed.
“Think she’ll like it?”
“I think she’ll love it, but I think she’ll be pissed you let me see you like this.” his words had Jungkooks face turning to a bright red as Jimin said his goodbyes, as you walked in Jimin was walking out. Your head tilted to the side as Jimin sweaked and rushed out.
“What the fu-” You shake your head, taking a deep breath walking in you call for your boyfriend, hearing his panic yelp making you rush to he he was on his side, eyes wide as he looks up at you. “Why the fuck was Jimin her when you are li-did he help woyu?”
“I’m your christmas present.”He mumbled sheepishly, feeling vulnerable, having fallen over and not being able to get back up, mobility completely gone as he watched you move forward.
“I could’ve helped wrap you..you’re too sweet baby.” You mumble body trailing further into your bedroom, finger running across his cheek as you let out a laugh. “But you let Jimin do this to you, see you like this?”
“I’m sorry Y/n.”
“Not my name.” You growled, hands running through his hair, hand pulling a clump of hair, the bow falling off along with the ears making him whine. You growled again at his cheek as you nipped at his skin making him whine as you tugged harder.
“I’m sorry mommy, so sorry bunny is sorry.” his words were like a montra, his eyes watering as you moved away to your side table, he could move and see you, grabbing your strap pulling your pants off and putting it on and a bottle of lube caught your eye that was already on the bed. He felt you climb on the bed behind him, he felt your hands on him as you siddly pulled the lace down around his cheeks, spreading them You saw the slick of lube already around his hole making you growl, hand moving to spack against him as he felt you move him closer to you. The feeling of the bulbous head of his favorite cock of your had him whining as you slap his thigh making him jolt.
“What did Jimin finger fuck you open too?”you mumbled making him shake his head, you hand moving the silicon cock to rub against his opening. Hearing him let out a gasp when you had trusted your strap into him, crying out in pain mixed with pleasure as you saw him shake his head again as you let out a laugh.”What? You not answer must mean Jimin fucked you open.”
“No. No bunny only lets mommy touch his hole. Only mommy and my fingers.”
“Sure..you're too sweet for me...so you got all sweet on Jimin.” You grumbled, deeply fucking in to him, his body still on his side, his cock being jutted into the plush his hands were still hanging onto.His eyes watering as one of yourhands girrped his thigh the other spreading his cheeks apart, moving faster and faster as he let out a cry when you slapped his thigh with. The feeling of the rope around him, burning at his skin had him craving more.
“No.”
“Maybe I should call him back heer, let him fuck you.” Your words had him trying to catch his breath, as you saw him shake his head, rapidly. “Huh? He could fuck your hole realy good, maybe I could fuck him open while he fucks you.” Something in him snapped, as he let out a cry, especially when you thrusted the full strap into him.
“NO. No, no only mommy. Only bunny. Mommy only fucks bunny.” His words had you pausing as you pulled your strap out making him let out a sob as you moved him around. His eyes were full of tears as you moved him from his side, onto his back, though the way they had tied his legs made it impossible to keep his back on the bed. You shook your head, and lifted them off of the bed bending his body in half, lucky you could still reach him this way, the bunny plush now resting on his cock.
“Possessive bunny?” You wondered out loud, making him sniffle and nod as you awkwardly shifted him around so you could slip your strap into his hole. His head rolls back as you move the head into and out of him, again and again.”Then how do you think I feel that my bunny had someone else wrap him up? Have someone else see you like this.” Your words were soft as he sniffled and looked at you.
“I’m sorry, so sorry mommy.” He said again and again as you did slow shallow thrust, again and again making him whimper with each one.
“Only my sweets, you are mine.”
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Dear Santa, I gained some weight this year and have been feeling bad about my chubby body. All I want for kinkmas is Minhyuk from Monsta X to cuddle me, worship me, tell me he loves me, and make me feel better. Thank you.
🎅On the fourth day of Kinkmas, Santa gave to me🎶
Santa got your letter! Now let's find out if you're on the naughty or nice list.
You had been hanging out in bed for the better part of the afternoon, having crawled under the covers to relax after your long day. This is where Minhyuk found you after he got home.
"I don't remember ordering a burrito," he mused from the doorway.
"I'm not a burrito," you pouted.
"You are!" He insisted as he approached the bed. He pulled the covers away from your head to see you. "You're a perfectly wrapped, stuffed burrito."
"Stuffed is right," you grumbled.
"What?" Minhyuk asked, suddenly more concerned.
"Yesterday I tried on my favorite dress for the holiday party. It didn't fit."
"I'll buy you a new one," he soothed as he kissed your forehead, "a prettier one."
"That's not the point, Min." You sighed. "I'm just having a hard time feeling good. It's been bothering me all day."
"What?!" He marveled. He brushed your hair out of your eyes before pressing a kiss to your lips. "You're gorgeous. Just the way you are."
“I’m glad you think so,” you simpered, unable to keep grumbling as rolled you onto your back and nuzzled your neck.
“Of course I think so. Look at you."
"What about me?"
"What not about you? Your eyes, your cute nose, your pretty lips." Minhyuk kissed your forehead again, punctuating his praise with kissed all over your face. His hand moved down as he kissed down your cheek to your neck to your collarbones. "And these? Oh my god. I could sleep on these forever."
You couldn't stifle a smile as he nuzzled into your breasts, gently slipping your shirt up to softly massage and kiss them. He tested for a moment, his nose pressed between your cleavage and just breathing you in.
"Look at this pretty waist," he lauded, "I love your curves. I love holding on to them. I love feeling them."
"What else, Min?" You asked and he looked back up at you with a sly grin.
"My favorite," he teased as he slid your comfy yoga pants down."
"Oh, Min," you sighed sweetly, "you mean it?"
"I mean all of it," he reassured you as he nudged a kiss against your panties, "I love all of it. I love you. Now let me show you how much."
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Better than Sephora- Yuta
PART 10- CHRISTMAS WITH NCT
Drabble 8- 12 sexy days of Christmas- Yuta
Word count: 783
A/N: Sorry to disappoint, but 12 days was way too long to do so I just morphed it all into one ;) I had to google for this scenario so let's appreciate that extra effort lol. It's just another kinkmas day with Yuta, you already know it's gonna be smut (: also I made myself cringe quite a lot writing this so don't be too harsh on me please and thank u Love you and thanks for all the love you've been showing these drabbles, it makes my day every day!
You had never been the traditional type, so when it came to the holidays it was only normal that your gifts were a little unorthodox (to put it nicely). This year you had decided to focus on your boyfriend Yuta: his gift coming in the form of peculiar coupons.
There were five coupons to be exact (leading up to Christmas Day) each one suggesting a different sex-related activity for the day. You weren’t going to lie, you found the idea online but you thought it was brilliant; like an advent calendar with a modern, adult twist.
Yuta had approved the idea straight away, of course, what guy in their right mind would reject an opportunity like this? For day one, you had decided to tease your boyfriend a little by wearing a revealing dress with sexy lingerie underneath- to his office Christmas party.
“What do you think you’re wearing?”
He leaned on the doorway, staring at your full-body mirror.
“Tsk-tsk. This is part of the sexy days of Christmas, babe.”
He raised his eyebrows at you, not buying it. He slid his hand under your tights, letting them slap your skin when he let go.
“Fine. But you know what'll happen if you try anything.”
He slapped your ass playfully before walking away.
That night was a bust, he never budged under your many attempts to provoke him – or so you thought. The second you passed the threshold to his apartment, he picked you up bridal style and only let you down to “throw” you on the bed.
“About those 5 days of sex you mentioned, how about we do all of them tonight?”
“Hold on, let me get my flashcards-“ (a/n: me probably)
“No need. We can just improvise, yeah?”
You muttered an okay. He left momentarily to get the “props” needed. He came back with a can of whipped cream in one hand and the eggnog carton in the other all the while leaving you wondering what he planned to do with those. The only thing you knew for certain was that Yuta never disappoints.
He whispered what he wanted you to do with the whipped cream and you licked your lips in anticipation. You sprayed some on his already hardened member -perhaps the teasing had worked after all- and you quite literally licked your way up, starting from the tip all the way to his stomach.
“Just like that.” He grabbed your head rather forcefully, opting to fuck your mouth instead of the other way around.
He let out a few groans, voicing his contentment before you could feel the hot liquid roll down your throat and swallowed it. He wiped the excess off your mouth with his thumb.
“Such a good girl for me. I think you deserve a reward, baby.”
You laid on the bed, naked, following his instructions. He blindfolded you with his tie (a/n: fifty shades of grey inspired sorry, not sorry) and left you in the dark (haha literally) for a few.
“Now, you’re not going to move an inch or make a single sound if you want to cum, understand?”
“Yes, sir.” You automatically replied.
And with a smirk you couldn’t see, he poured a little of the eggnog on your body, right in the crease of your abs (or lack thereof because same). You shivered at the cold contact, regaining your composure in the blink of an eye.
When Yuta's lips sipped on the cold liquid, you couldn’t help but gasp which made your loving boyfriend halt.
“Tsk-tsk, stay still baby.”
He sipped his way down, stopping only a few ways away from your core. He took some eggnog from the carton, keeping a certain amount in his mouth to trail up your thighs with.
You were resisting the urge to squirm under his touch and it was the hardest thing you’d ever done.
Once he was satisfied with your stillness, he dove right in. You yelped out his name, incapable of keeping any sound to yourself anymore.
Your hands gripped the sheets as Yuta worked his magic, guiding you to your orgasm in mere minutes. By the time you were done, you were both out of breath and quite dirty if you were being honest.
“How about,” he paused “we take this party to the shower? We could make it a two in one” He winked suggestively.
You followed your boyfriend to the bathroom all giddy and excited. The holidays didn’t mean much to you in general, but spending quality time with your boyfriend did- even if you were just having sex. So maybe it wasn’t traditional, but it was way damn better than any Sephora/Pandora gift anyone could ever give you.
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*Trigger Warning, don't feel like you have to post this, I just wanted to share my story*
I used to write all the time, it was fun! But last year (around this time too lol), I has my kinkmas list ready and posted. Several people came at me, saying I was as bad as a sasaeng, I was a pedophilie because I had "I won't write for anyone younger than 12/31/2000," they thought it was a countdown and it's like no.... I literally won't ever write for anyone past 2000, I was called a racist for no reason and when I asked them for proof of what they were accusing me of, they double downed with still no proof, telling me to kill myself, that idols would hate me. I ended up just stopping all of my stories, one I was really fucking excited to do because it was my most popular story, apparently people really love Yandere Hongjoong lol. I'm tired of people acting as if sexual fantasies aren't normal, we all think about sex, idols aren't UwU Innocent™️, half of them probably fucking or getting themselves off right now. They finally stopped after I reblogged a post about finding out someone's blog even if they send anon asks, that stopped them REAL fast.
It was funny because those same people who went after me stanned VIXX, THE kinky kpop group, the same group who literally had a BDSM contract in one of their albums, Chained Up, you know, the one with the BDSM submissive concept?
I still see one of the blogs because I guess they're a really popular kpop blog and make good shitposts. They post some funny shit (hee), but they're a trash human being.
It's been a year and I would love to get back into writing, but I keep flashing back to them bringing me to a low I promised myself I never get myself into again, I almost threw away a 4 year clean streak because of them. As much as I love writing and have so many ideas, I literally can't bring myself to write because of fear of them coming after me again.
It's infuriating.
*hugs tight* you didn’t fucking deserve that. You didn’t deserve to have them snuff out your joy like that on baseless accusations and preexisting prejudice with nothing to back it. People really do just say fucking anything when they're mad at you, huh?
Remember when there was the clusterfuck with me calling out *** and their event and someone called me a pe*o for having an issue with the prompts that involved children? I didnt forget that and i still got a strong feeling i know who it was.
People are way too comfortable throwing around such heavy words with no backing and the worst part is people will believe them without seeing an ounce of truth. Im so sorry they did this to you. Im sorry you have this trauma now over something that should've been fun for you and those interested in your works.
#asks#anontiny#tw suicide baiting#tw self harm#i fucking hate this bruh this is the shit im talking about
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Kinkmas - Day 21: Thigh Riding W/ Wonho
Post Date: 21st December 2022
Content: Smut - Wonho x Reader
WC: 1.1K
TW?: Thigh Riding/ SoftDom!Wonho/ Clothed
Summary: Oh how you looked so god in your Christmas party dress, making Wonho slowly lose his mind as you use his thigh to not ruin such a pretty outfit.
Masterlist Kinkmas Masterlist Prompt list
“Baby, are you almost ready?” Wonho calls through the house, unknowing whether or not you were in the bedroom or the bathroom. He’s dressed up in a nice shirt and trousers, top two buttons undone as he clasps at the cuffs of his shirt, waiting for you.
“I’m almost ready!” You call back to him as you’re now rushing to get your heels on, not wanting to break your leg so you rush but take your time at the same time.
You knew you should’ve started getting earlier than you have, but you just didn’t want to get out of the nice and warm PJs that you had on. It was cold outside and even though you partially helped your friend plan this party, you just didn’t want to go out in the snow.
Taking a little bit longer than what Wonho expects of you, he makes his way to meet you in the bedroom, finding you there just out of luck. In his mind, he was going to drag you out of the room so you could get to the party on time but seeing your outfit, his mind wanders somewhere else completely.
“Are you okay?” You giggle, noticing him staring at you with a slither of a smile, just smoothing out the red dress that you had put on, his eyes following your hands smooth down the sides of your hips.
Noticing the time on your phone, you rush to go grab your bag but the small scoff from behind you stops you in your tracks. Slowly turning around to face him, your hands drop to your sides noticing how his eyes follow your every movement.
Repeating yourself with a light tone, “Are you okay?”, he just grins at you. You can’t but help raise an eyebrow at him, watching how his hands clasped together and his tongue swiping across his lips like a hungry person would when looking at their food.
Strutting towards you, he sits on the bed, pulling you closer to him with his hands on your hips, “I think we’re going to be late to this party,” he growls whilst situating you onto his thigh.
With furrowed brows, you look at him with confusion. The confusion slowly fades when you feel his thigh tense up, the muscle pressing right up against your core and his grin grows into a smirk.
Wonho's hands never leave your sides as he nips at your bottom lip, pulling it between his teeth before crashing against you. The kiss instantly gets heated as his hands move to cup your ass, grabbing at it tightly as he slowly gets you to roll your hips on his tensed thigh.
With faint moans leaving your lips, your nails dig into his muscly shoulders. There was no possible way of him letting you off his lap, too horny to give a shit about the party.
“Baby...” You whimper, biting your lip as he tenses his thigh again, making you roll your hips more, “I’m ready now.... Let’s- Let’s go”.
However, the more he flexes and releases to relax the muscle of his thigh to make you experience the difference in pleasure, the more you whimper and your face screws in satisfaction.
Tongue poking between his teeth, his eyebrows flash upwards whilst tilting his head to the side, “How could we possibly go now?”.
Tenses thigh.
Another whimper falls from your lips as you start to feel yourself soak through your underwear, your core burning with the desire to be touched but you’d feel guilty if you didn’t go to the party.
“But”.
Another flex.
“I promised”.
Flex.
“To be there,” You eventually got out through moments of moaning when you’re grinding on his tensing thigh, aching for him to do more but you knew he wasn’t going to touch you properly, yet.
A fake coo comes flying out of his mouth, hand rising to your cheek as he cups it, thumb resting on your chin, “That’s a shame baby, but we can’t go now, not with you looking too good. I’m not going to be able to behave all night”.
Coming to a stop, his hands just hold you in place with no pressure to try and move you in the slightest. This gives you the perfect opportunity to choose whether or not you want to continue.
If his words didn’t affect you as much as they have, you would’ve teased him as you make a move towards the door but you just couldn’t lift yourself off him. You’re the one that has been teased, needing that extra friction for the release your body is now begging for.
On your own accord, you start to roll your hips on him, head nestling in the crook of his neck as his grip on you tightens again and he starts flexing his thigh again.
He alters the frequency of his flexes to keep you on your toes as they curl in your heels. breathing heavily with loud moans as you quicken your pace to try and reach that high.
"Fuck!" You mewl, the more you roll your hips, the more the muscle presses right up against your core in the most perfect way and when it goes, you find yourself trying to chase for it again.
Flex.
“Look at you baby, looks like we’ll have a lot of apologising to do later,” He scoffs onto your shoulder, nails digging into your ass, very happy with making you into a mess.
Keeping his thigh flexed for a little longer, you’re starting to find the pleasure spot again, your clothed core grinding against it in hopes for an early release but just as you were about to get somewhere, he lets loose.
“Baby!” You wail, biting down on his shoulder as you continue to work for it.
You must’ve made him feel guilty as he flexes once more and puts his energy into making sure it stays flexed.
Just for you to be able to reach your high which edges closer and closer, your body starts to hurt from how much work you’re putting in, not stopping until your orgasm hits you.
Within seconds, it goes from zero to a hundred, finding yourself shaking on his thigh as you soak through your panties onto his trousers.
You’re a panting mess as you come to a slow stop, head resting on his shoulder as your arms snake around them also, hugging him tightly.
He’s admiring you in this state, knowing there was no chance of you getting to that party now, unless you’re both okay with having extreme sexual tension between you. But you know, for one thing, you’re going to have to apologise, one way or another.
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— toothache ❄️
♫ All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth ♫
kinkmas day 1
Fem!reader. mdni. 2.9kw. in which doctor bangchan fills your cavities and the entirety of your mouth.
It hurt like hell.
Exposed to the cold early morning air of the winter, your teeth ache in your mouth. The pain was so aggravating that it had you zooming through the icy roads, trying to get to the dentist as soon as possible.
You had a cavity.
It was obvious, but it still caught you off guard. You genuinely always took good care of your teeth. You brushed, flossed, washed, and even went the extra mile to buy that expensive LED teeth whitening thing from TikTok.
Your hygiene was top tier.
but you’re still pulling into the parking lot of diamond dental with your hand glued to the side of your face.
“Seungmin, I’m freaking the fuck out.” You mumbled into the phone as you hop out of your Nissan, locking it multiple times because you're that kind of person.
The type to worry over little things like a stolen car and dying in a dentist chair.
“It’s not that bad, y/n. You won’t even feel anything.” Your coworker, most importantly your best friend, tells you from the other end.
“You’re acting like you’ve never been to the dentist before.”
He’s right, you have been there— but just to get your teeth brushed a couple times and handed a sticker right after. Not, to be stabbed in the mouth with a needle.
“It’s just been a while and you know how I feel about people’s hands in my mouth.”
“I don’t like the way you worded that.” He faked gagged, “anyways, call me when you’re done, Kay?”
“Kay.” you replied, slightly disappointed as he hung up the phone. Leaving you to walk the path of shame into the dentist office alone.
-
After filling out an extensive amount of paperwork, anxiously shaking your leg for an hour, and losing a mean game of virtual uno— your name was finally called.
You were led to the back by a small lady whose steps were short but impactful. She was so fast, you couldn’t tell if you were a patient or a Maury cameraman.
“Go on in,” she gestured towards the basic oral operation room. You take a seat, awkwardly deciding to put your hands on your stomach.
fuck you’re scared shitless, and the woman seems to notice your discomfort as she tries to distract you with a small conversation. But your eyes are still trained on whatever the fuck she’s putting together.
You inadvertently move away as she holds a silicone piece to your lips, “open as wide as you can,” she instructed.
Gosh, this was embarrassing. You were almost considering letting your teeth rot. But no, that’s gross.
Once the what-ever-it’s-called is placed in your mouth, she brings over another contraption. You assume it’s just a glorified camera, which was correct.
after a few pictures of your teeth, which kinda hurt btw, the woman inspected the photo. “Looks like you have a cavity on one of your molars. Other than that, you take pretty good care of your teeth.”
Pretty good? You felt like your efforts deserved higher praise but whatever. She goes on to tell you what needs to be done and how long it will take.
You grimace at the details.
“The doctor will be with you shortly.” She told before promptly leaving.
And now you’re left in complete silence. Well, not exactly silence. There was some music playing in the back, falling in melody with the constant sound of mechanical wiring from people in the rooms over— probably getting the same procedure. It sounded like someone was dying in there, seriously.
Anxiety filled you to the brim as you considered darting out that room right that second.
But just as you’re about to swing yourself out of your seat, there’s a voice that enters the room.
“Hello, ms.y/n . I’m dr.bang, I’ll be taking care of you for the day.” The doctor says as he steps in-front of you and suddenly you don’t want to move from that seat anytime soon.
He’s an undeniable hottie, even in those generic dentist scrubs that everyone in the faculty sported. For some reason, he just sparkled in them. Maybe it was because of the bulging muscles and his tan skin— whatever it was, your mouth was watering.
“Hello,” you said rather dryly, still locked on the vain that ran down his toned arm.
The doctor gives you a smile, a bright one too, and pulls a seat next to yours. “I hear you have a cavity. Mind if i have a look?” He asks as if you really have a choice. like he’s not already lowering the back of your chair so he can get a good look at your pearly whites.
He goes in with a tiny mirror, holding your chin with his free hand as he inspects the cavity. “You’ve got a bit of a sweet tooth, hmm?” he asked, thumb gliding over your bottom lip.“suckers, perhaps?”
Damn, he called you out.
Now this may sound a little weird, but you’ve always had quite the addiction to lollipops — suckers, the tootsie pop ones specifically. it’s even gotten to the point where you have a jar of them waiting at home on your nightstand.
And it’s not even the flavor of candy itself, you just…like putting things in your mouth?
Moving on !
Dr.bang finally moves back, releasing your jaw that was just starting to hurt. “It's only a small cavity. just need to fill it in for ya and I’ll be out of your hair.”
Honestly, with a face like his, he could play in your hair for as long as he wanted to. Give it a few tugs while he’s at it.
“Okay, but um..” you gulp a bit, toying with the end of your jacket. “Are you gonna give me a shot? My mouth is a bit sensitive, and I was wondering if there were any other alternatives.”
The doctor chuckled softly hearing your concerns. It wouldn’t be the first time he’s heard something like this.
“Unfortunately, the numbing gel that we use wouldn’t be as effective for this procedure.” He said before placing his hand on your shoulder in a reassuring manner. “But I promise it’ll only hurt for a second. I’m sure you can take it, yeah?”
take what? him ? Or the damn needle?
You have no clue, but if he’s gonna talk to you like that, you feel like you could break through a wall if you put your mind to it.
The dirty thoughts don’t get any better throughout the rest of your time in that damn chair either. Dr.bang had quite the mouth on him.
“Open up for me” “atta girl.” “That’s it, just a bit more”, he would say this while fingers were damn there down your throat.
A bit of an overstatement, he’s drilling your teeth, but you wish was drilling his dick—
“All done.”
The back of your chair is lifted up and you try not to let your body slump over. You’ve been lying in that spot for about an hour and a half, teeth being tickled, and eyes being blinded by the dingy light above your head.
And yet, you don’t want to go home.
“Does everything feel okay, ms.y/n? Nothing bothering you?” he asks, removing his glasses and placing them in his —soft— hair.
You shake your head, “nope, just can’t feel my tongue.” You say, poking the side of your face, testing how much force it will take for you to actually start feeling it.
The doctor laughs at your comment, dimples on full display. “The numbness should wear off in a hour or so. Just try not to eat, don’t want you biting your tongue off.”
“Has that actually happened?” You asked, wide eyed and Mr.bang only laughed again.
“On occasion.” He told, “But you’re a smart girl, so I know you won’t disobey doctors orders.”
Does he get paid to talk like that? Or is he just written by a woman with daddy issues?
Both probably.
“Speaking of doctor orders, try to lay off the sugar, yeah? I’m sure you don’t want to see too much of me after today.”
—
“That was obviously an opening for you to flirt with him.” Seungmin scoffs as he closes the register.
You’re at your job, a small candy parlor called sweethearts, talking to your dear coworker about what transpired earlier that day. You didn’t spare him from the dirty laundry that harvested in your mind while you were getting the fill in. Seungmin doesn’t care tho, he’s not judgmental.
That, and you’re his only source of entertainment as the slow part of your shift comes around.
“Flirt? With the dentist? Isn’t there like a rule against that?” You asked, shifting the cherry flavored sucker in your mouth over to the other side of your cheek.
“For him, yeah” Seungmin shrugged, “but I doubt that anyone actually cares nowadays.”
“He’s probably in a relationship.” You popped the candy out your mouth, lips stained in a pretty red. “He’s too fine not to be.”
“And? ” he crossed his arms.
You blink at him a couple times, “I’m not fucking a taken man.”
“Loser.”
“You’re so-“ you sigh. “Whatever, just go restock something.” You push him from behind the counter.
The next few hours seemed to fade into each other as you stood absentmindedly behind the register. Seungmin had already clocked out since he got lucky and was offered a short shift for today. now you’re slouching at the register— phone in hand, while sucking on another tootsie pop.
“Just can’t stay away from those things, huh?” The voice grabs your attention with a force of seven suns.
you know that thick accent too well.
It had replayed in your head for the entirety of the day after your first encounter.
“D-Dr. bang?” you stutter, eyes round as you take in the man in front of you as he sets down a heart shaped box of chocolates.
“Chris.” he corrects, “I don’t like being called doctor outside the clinic. Makes me sound old.”
It makes him sound hot, in your opinion.
You nod a few times before clearing your throat, reminding yourself that you are on the clock.
”Christmas shopping?” you asked, still mentally going feral as gaze over his stature.
He’s dressed like a chase Atlantic song, how could you not ?
“Yes actually. I was looking for some small sweets to fill up a gift basket.”
“Oh” you perk, scanning the chocolates and placing them in a bag. “for your girlfriend?”
“No, don’t have one.” He says with a shrug, “it’s for my mom.”
A mamas boy ! Woo !
a spark of relief shoots through your body as you hear his words. You won’t have to be a homewrecker after all. Not saying that you were planning to but,, it’s just good to know.
“$6.58.” You tell and Chris follows through with the transaction. his hands brushes against yours as you pass the bag to him and you can’t help but blush like a schoolgirl.
“What about you?”
You blink, “what about me?”
“Do you have a boyfriend?”
Is he showing interest too? Is that what this was?
“No, but I dont think these are the kind of questions doctors are supposed to ask.” you say teasingly.
“I’m just trying to get to know my patient better.”
“Uh huh, sure.” you raise an eyebrow, “got anything else you wanna ask?”
Chris crossed his arms, eyes flickering down to the stick that laid between your plump lips. The Candy was completely gone, leaving behind a blue hue on your mouth.
“Your obsession with suckers might’ve peaked my interest.” He told, “do they taste that good that you have to go against my orders?”
That's a really good question. it’s not the first time you’ve heard it, but it stumps you every time. You’re actually a savory kind of girl, like if you had to choose between pie or chips— you’re grabbing the saltiest bag you can find.
But it’s like all your life, you were always sucking on something. Your thumb, jawbreakers, ring pops— anything really.
“I don’t exactly know.” You start, thinking about how to word this. “It’s not exactly the taste…I just kind of like putting things in my mouth?”
Every part of you was expecting to be laughed at, but when not a chuckle left the man’s lips you were just confused.
“So you have an oral fixation?” He asks
“There’s a name for it?” “There’s a name for everything, love.”
“And how do you know all of this?” You push and Chris clicks his tongue.
“I’m a dentist, remember?” Chris takes a step closer, leaning against the counter. “I also know how to satisfy that urge you’ve been feeling.”
Oh.
—
you don’t remember how you ended up like this. pressed against the break room door, tongue tangled with a man you just met.
It’s a crazy situation, but honestly it’s not the wildest thing you’ve done.
your melting into his hold, kiss making you dizzy as if his saliva was laced with some kind of drug. it was absolutely intoxicating, the way his tongue explored every part of your mouth with no restraint.
“Taste so fuckin’ sweet.” He mumbled against your lips.
Chris’s hands roam under your shirt. his cold palms against your warm skin sends a shiver down your spine. Goosebumps follow behind him with every contact as he massages and squeezes your curves.
He pulls back from the kiss and you couldn’t help but whine at the sudden detachment. You try to get him back, but his hand grabs your jaw.
“Don’t worry pretty girl, I got something to fill that dirty mouth of yours.” He coaxes, thumb brushing your swollen lips. “On your knees.”
You take to the floor with no questions asked, eyes coming in direct contact with his bulge and you can’t help but wonder that would even fit in your mouth.
But you won’t back down from the challenge. Your hands almost beggingly climb up his thighs as you look up at him, silently asking for permission.
“If there’s something you want, say it.” Chris tells, head tilted to the side in such an attractive way.
You lean your face up against his leg, “can I put it in my mouth?”
The older grins, “Of course, baby.” He says before unzipping his pants and letting them drop to the floor.
You gulp at how thick his thighs are. Just imagine riding them, wetness dripping all over his skin.
And that’s not even the main event.
his boxers were wrapped so tightly around his dick, each inch was on display and it had your mouth watering. you wasted no time pulling them down, watching it pop up as it’s freed.
“ So big.” You whispered in awe before taking the base into your hands and guiding it to your lips.
“open up for me, love” Chris instructed and you do as told, parting your lips and taking him into your mouth.
the man above lets out a low groan as he's stuffed down your throat. He’s a little surprised at how easily you're handling his girth, lips wrapped around him so snuggly without a single gag.
“Just like that, good girl,” he praises as you suck him like a lollipop. “taking it so well.”
Your head bobbed at a generous rate, hands gripped onto his thighs while you slobbered over his dick. It was such a lewd scene to witness. only worsening when Chris grabs you by your hair, stopping your movements before he takes full control.
his hips reel away before slamming back into your face, fucking your mouth roughly. you whimpered as the head of his dick jabbed the back of your throat repeatedly.
Tears started to well up in your eyes from the harshness of his thrusts. Your throat was rubbed raw and there was an extreme ache in your jaw, but you can’t help being more aroused by the pain. The feeling of being tortured orally had your panties soaked.
So it’s only natural that one of your hands was tucked between your thighs, kneading your clothed clit between your fingers.
“Pretty lil mouth must feel so good finally being used, yea? been practicing on those stupid suckers just for this?” Chris asks cockily, knowing he’d never receive an answer.
He fucks you until his dick is twichting uncontrollably on your tounge, ready to release his thick seed down your throat. But before he even gives you the satisfaction, he yanks back, dick leaving your mouth with a pop.
He decided he’d rather see his cum painting your face than having it disappear without a trace. So he pumps himself in sync with your fingers that were still buried in your pants.
It’s only a matter of seconds before his white ropes drench your face— tongue, lips, lashes— all covered in his mess.
“Fuck” he curses and says something else, but you can comprehend. You're too deep in a daze.
“Y/n.” He calls and calls and calls and calls—
until suddenly his voice loses that thick Aussie accent and instead starts sounding more like your coworker.
“Yo, y/n? I'm gonna clock out soon.” Seungmin says waving his hands in front of your face, “your break was over 30 minutes ago.”
“W-what the fuck???” You blink, still confused and the male just sighs.
“You and your daydreams, man.”
:)
Kinkmas has finally started ! hope you guys enjoyed day 1. I had to quickly cut it short because I type too much and I definitely wouldn’t make the deadline if I continued. That being said, if you would like me to continue toothache as a series just let me know !
— sincerely nni
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Day 1: Hyunjin 🎄 Lingerie + Stockings
Kinkmas 2023
Hyunjin chuckled as he walked further into the bedroom, shoes kicking off, jacket sliding down his shoulders, but eyes never leaving you or your body.
You couldn't help but smile, feeling extra cute in your new lingerie set, a matching red balconette bra and panty, with big satin bows that covered your breasts and ass, ready to be untied. Plus your favorite white thigh high stockings to complete the look.
"Do I have to wait till Christmas to open this present?" Hyunjin asked when he reached you, thumb and pointer finger pulling your chin up to look at him.
"I'll let you open this one early." Your fingers danced over the bow that covered your chest; you could already feel your nipples perking up behind the smooth fabric.
Hyunjin smiled down at you and let his eyes linger on your body some more. He slowly dragged his hand down your neck and over your collarbones until his fingers grasped the end of the ribbon. One quick yank and the bow came untied, rich red satin falling to your sides and leaving your chest exposed, only the underwire left to prop them up beautifully. "Just what I wanted," Hyunjin joked, his cool thumb swiping over one of your nipples. "How'd you know?"
You giggled and got up onto your knees, hands at the waistband of his pants. You pulled them down and brought your mouth down to his cock, kissing over the length through his boxer briefs. Looking up at him, you replied. "I know what you like, baby..."
Hyunjin groaned and ran his hands through your hair as you rubbed his dick through his clothes, taking the chance to pull his shirt over his head and toss it aside. "Sit back," he ordered suddenly, and you did as he said, resting your weight onto your palms. He pushed his pants the rest of the way off and climbed onto the bed with you. He hungrily attached his mouth to your breast with a moan, his right hand groping the other, and you fell back onto the mattress, letting your leg wrap around him. "Love your pretty tits..." He rocked his now hard cock against you, your clit now pulsing with need. "Mm, wanna fuck you and cum on them."
Your eyes rolled back at the very idea, your hips bucking impatiently and your back arching into his touch. Hyunjin's tongue dragged over your nipple, and he watched you, amused now. "Yeah, you like that, huh?" He thrusted his hips forward, a preview of what was to come. "Like getting fucked like that...getting your tits covered in cum...well?"
"Fuck, yeah I love that. Want it, want it so bad."
He reached down and pushed your panties aside, shoving a finger into your soaking pussy. "Shit, cunt's so wet already. D'you jerk off already?" He glanced up at you, awaiting your answer, but you shook your head no, honestly. The truth was he just had that affect on you, and it made you blush. Hyunjin smiled warmly. "I'm just that lucky, I guess." Luck didn't have anything to do with it, but you kept your mouth shut.
He pushed another finger in, and another, and in mere seconds the room was filled with the filthy, wet clicking sound of his fingers quickly fucking your cunt. You moaned and squirmed, the pleasure overwhelming, but he knew when to stop. Or maybe he just couldn't take only having his fingers inside you. Hyunjin kneeled up quickly, pushing your knees nearly to your ears, and shoved his cock deep. Usually he went slower, but obviously neither of you had the patience today. A high pitched cry escaped you, though you were not in pain, and Hyunjin clenched his eyes shut for a moment before setting a relentless pace. You weakly held your knees up, the stockings making it a bit easier, unable to take your eyes off his gorgeous face that hung above you. You pushed his pretty long hair from his eyes, and he bit hard on his plump bottom lip.
"You're fucking perfect," he said between grunts, bringing his lips down to crash against yours.
Happy first day of Kinkmas! Please consider liking, reblogging, commenting, and/or sending a message! P.S. This is the lingerie set I had in mind while writing this
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Last post for now.
I'm sorry for those who were excited for Kinkmas. I'm sorry for those who wanted to see Yandere Manor.
I'm sorry to those who felt hurt by my posts. I'm sorry if there are any idols on here who felt uncomfortable by my writings.
What I'm not sorry for is giving some people a place to talk about how they felt about anything.
With sex becoming more and more of a taboo on here for some reason, I felt I was giving a spot to those who wanted to talk and joke about their idols and celebrity crushes, like my mom and aunt did with their friends, like my sister did with her friends, like I did with my friends.
We'd always pretend that we were married to the Jonas Brothers, when I was like 13, I really thought I was going to grow up to be Mrs. Nick Jonas some day.
It's natural to think about someone, especially in such a status as an idol. It's natural to daydream about what life would be like with an idol and it's natural to have fantasies.
To those who said I wrote a minor smut about Jeongin, I never once said I'd ever write a smut. That was an anon who requested it and I declined because I felt uncomfortable. The "cutoff date" was so I wouldn't get those disgusting people who would try to get me to write a smut for someone who is underage by Korean laws.
To those who told me that idols would hate me, that maybe the person who told me "no one would love me" was right, have you learned nothing about how your words can affect someone?
To those who felt so disgusted by my posts, they felt the need to go through my entire blog and reblog shit only to say shit about it, block me, I'll show you how. Learn to filter so you can stay in ignorant bliss that people don't have sexual thoughts about others.
To those who showed their love and appreciation, thank you and I'm sorry I couldn't be stronger, but this was just way too much at once. I'm not looking for sympathy, I'm not looking for anyone to attack the blogs that went after me, just make sure to share love with others.
Check on that one blog you really like that you haven't talked to in a while, reblog posts you like and share it with your friends, send asks to the blogs who are looking to talk about stuff, treat others the way you wish you could be treated.
Maybe this is goodbye, maybe it's not. After a nap and some thinking, it would be best if I took some time away from writing and maybe even kpop as a whole.
I would like to tag blogs that have helped me throughout how ever long I've had this blog, but I don't want to drag them into this mess anymore than they already have.
If I see you guys again, I hope it's under better circumstances, when I'm in a better headspace.
If I don't, I wish you all the very best.
-Allison
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Day 4 ❄️ KSJ
Kinks: orgasm control, office holiday party
Pairing: Seokjin x Reader
Genre: holiday, fluff, smut, established relationship, Coworkers!AU
Rating: M (18+)
Warnings: swearing, drinking, kissing, teasing, fingering, exhibitionism, grinding, love bites/marking, hand job, orgasm denial/control, pouty Jin, punny Jin, lots of cheek squeezing because Jin's an ass man, references to car sex, references to face-sitting
Word Count: 2.5K
Disclaimers: NSFW, obviously I don’t own BTS - they just inspire me
Summary: When your boyfriend won’t behave at your annual office holiday party, you’ve no choice but to take matters into your own hands
A/N: This is technically a sequel to All I Don't Want for Christmas is You!, but it can be read as a stand-alone fic. I missed this couple. Maybe someday I'll finish the true sequel to that story.
Please don't be a silent reader 🥺 I'd love to know what you think! 💕
💜 Now available in podcast format! Listen to the Kpop Pillow Talk podcast read this fic here 💜
Day 3 ❄️ Kinkmas Masterlist ❄️ Day 5
“Are you ready to go?”
You poke your head out of your closet at the sound of your boyfriend’s voice calling from the other end of your apartment. “Almost. Can you come here a sec?”
Seokjin wanders into your bedroom. “Babe?”
“In here.”
He strolls into your closet, where you’re waiting, back to him.
“Zip me up, please?”
Seokjin obliges as you stare at yourself in the floor-length mirror. Hair and makeup on point. New dress popping against your skin. And the stunning man wrapping his arms around your waist, hair swept from his handsome face, resting his chin on your shoulder while his reflection grins at you is the perfect accessory to set off your look.
“What do you think?”
He brushes his lips against your cheek. “Gorgeous. As always.” He pauses. “You look pretty nice too, princess.”
You roll your eyes. “I still can’t believe I fell for your conceited ass,” you grumble as Seokjin laughs.
“Two years ago tonight, as a matter of fact,” he replies, squeezing your sides before turning you to face him. You smooth down the lapels of his white tuxedo jacket, glad he decided to wear something a little fancier than his standard three-piece suits tonight. Makes the night feel even more festive.
“I still say you’re the only person on the planet who counts from the first fuck instead of the first date, but sure, two years tonight.” Looping your arms around his neck, you kiss away the smartass remark you know he’s formulating, giggling against his lips when he helps himself to a double handful of your ass.
“It was a very special night. Deserves celebrating.”
He’s not wrong. That night two years ago, the night you made that classic mistake of surrendering to your feelings and sleeping with your work enemy, turned out to be one of the best nights of your life, and led you to here, standing in your luxury apartment with the love of your life, on your way to the annual holiday party held by your company, Worldwide Sound. Held by you, since you and Seokjin happen to own the company together.
Seokjin pouts as you break the kiss, lips even redder than usual thanks to your lipstick. As you wipe it away, he sighs. “Can we just go put in a quick appearance and then leave early?”
“It’s kinda frowned upon for the hosts to ghost on their own party,” you reply, grabbing your clutch.
“I know. But I don’t feel like socializing tonight. I just want to be with you.”
You’re touched by his soft admission. Seokjin’s a social butterfly, always up for grabbing drinks with friends or taking clients out to dinner, so for him to want to spend tonight at home with you alone is very sweet.
“Aw, baby,” you coo, cupping his cheek lovingly. “As much as I’d love that too, we made a commitment, so we need to follow through. Come on. Let’s go rub some elbows and schmooze some new clients for a few hours, and then we’ll grab a few leftover bottles of bubbly and some of those tiny cakes you love and have our own little celebration here.”
He beams. “You promise?”
“I promise.”
Your office has been transformed into a winter wonderland, with giant Christmas trees and bright string lights everywhere. Fake snow adorns the hallways, and a makeshift dance floor in the center of the workspace has been lit to resemble an ice skating rink. Caterers flit between your guests, offering delicious holiday treats like mini gingerbread cheesecakes and little rose pavlovas that look like tiny pink snowballs.
Snatching another glass of champagne from a passing waiter, you smile at one of your contemporaries from a rival company while you survey the room. Everyone who is anyone in your industry is here. Tonight couldn’t be more of a success.
“Babe,” Seokjin appears at your side, slipping an arm around your back. “I just talked with the manager for Triptych. They want to set up a meeting to discuss signing with us.”
“Well done!” You press a kiss to Seokjin’s cheek. Triptych is one of the hottest rap trios around, and your company has been trying to get them to sign for weeks. “I’ll give them a call on Monday.”
“Great. So can we go now?”
“Seokjin.” You give him a look. “It’s only been an hour. The party’s not even half over!”
His lower lip juts out again. “But I’ve done my schmoozing. I just got us Triptych! And I’m tired of rubbing elbows. I can only fake laugh at one of Sejin’s terrible jokes so many times. You know he always tells the same ones,” he complains, referring to your former boss from Beyond the Sound. You’d invited him out of professional courtesy, but had managed to avoid him all night. Apparently, that was because he was busy talking your boyfriend’s ear off.
“I’m sorry, I really am.” You wave a caterer over, and select a mini cake from their tray, handing it to Seokjin. “Here. Refuel yourself. Just a little bit longer, and then we’ll be done.”
He stuffs the cake into his mouth and swallows it in one bite. “But wouldn’t you rather sneak out of here early? Hmm?” The hand on your hip slides down, cupping your lower cheek through your silky dress. “Ask the driver to take the long way home, and keep the partition up? Like we did after Euphoria’s last album release party?”
Heat crawls up your neck at the memory of that night, when the first band you’d signed had released their fifth album. It was an instant hit with critics and fans alike, and to celebrate it climbing the charts, you’d climbed into Seokjin’s lap and rode him all the way home.
“You know I’d love that,” you nearly groan, and nervously clear your throat, trying to maintain your composure. “But we can’t leave. Just hang on a little bit longer, okay? I promise, I will make it worth your wait.”
He sighs, and pouts again, but you stand resolute, cocking an eyebrow, and he nods, realizing you’re not going to cave.
Spotting a potential client across the room, you slip your arm through his. “I think that’s Indigo over there. Time to turn on the charm!”
“You imply that I ever turn it off,” he retorts, but he lets you lead him over to speak to the singer. She invites you both to sit at the table where she is currently sitting alone, nursing a peppermint martini.
Though you know he’s disappointed that you won’t skip out on the party with him, Seokjin still brings his A-game to the evening. His charisma is half the reason your company is so successful (the other half being your shrewd business sense, including knowing exactly how and when to deploy your charm bomb of a boyfriend). While he regales Indigo with one of his funny stories, effortlessly bewitching the talented musician, you take a moment to admire him as you watch him work his magic.
And then you feel his hand running up your leg through the slit in your dress.
Thanks to the tablecloth, his arm is out of view of anyone else at the party. Indigo starts explaining about her plans for her next tour, and you nod along, wanting to pay attention, but your mind is unable to focus on anything but the sensation of Seokjin’s rough fingers gliding up your smooth thigh. When Indigo pauses to take a sip of her drink, you shoot him a warning look.
Seokjin just grins, and then his fingertips brush against your clothed crotch, tracing your folds through the satin.
Instinctively, your hips jolt forward, seeking more of his touch. You cover your reaction with a sharp cough. “Excuse me! I think I have a little bit of cake caught in my throat.” Grabbing your champagne flute, you glare at your boyfriend over the rim as you take a swig. His smirk is the only warning you get before his fingers slip beneath your panties and against your nether lips, spreading the dampness that is starting to gather there.
“The last time we spoke, you said you were looking for new representation. Has that changed?” Seokjin asks Indigo, attentively leaning towards her as he waits for her answer. Meanwhile, his fingers tease you under the table, circling around your clit but not touching it, slipping along your lips without parting them. It’s maddening, how close he is to fingering you. For so many reasons.
“It has not,” Indigo smiles. “That’s why I’m here tonight. And I’ll be in town for a few more days, before I jet off to Paris for the new year. Maybe I could stop by this week to talk business - let’s say on Tuesday?”
“What do you think, dear?” Seokjin turns his gaze on you, just as his fingers finally slide your lips apart. “Does that work for you?”
One of his fingers hovers at your entrance, tip just prodding there. Indigo waves a caterer over, clearly giving you a minute to discuss with Seokjin. And yes, there is a discussion going on between you and your boyfriend, but it’s nonverbal, and it has absolutely nothing to do with any future clients. Seokjin grins, still prodding. Your eyebrow rises, just a fraction of an inch, just enough to tell him to do it, if he dares.
He dares.
You gasp as he sinks his finger in, pushing all the way to his knuckles, and try to recover with an effusive response. “Ahhhh think that would be lovely!” Your smile feels a little too tight, which it is, since you’re gritting your teeth in order to avoid moaning from Seokjin’s plunging digit.
Indigo beams. “Perfect! I’ll call your assistant to let you know when I’ll be dropping by.”
“Here’s to having something to celebrate!” Seokjin lifts his glass to clink against Indigo’s as his other hand thrusts into your slick heat. When his thumb presses over your clit, you set your flute on the table.
“Oh, Indigo, I’m so sorry, but would you excuse us? We’ve got to get the toast set up!”
The singer nods as you suddenly scoot your chair back, pulling away from Seokjin’s fingers as you rise. Wrapping a hand around Seokjin’s bicep, you yank him to his feet and march him towards your office.
“Are we doing a toast?” he says, glancing at you with a baffled expression. But you don’t answer, keeping a tight grip on his arm until you reach your destination. By the time you’ve locked the door behind you, his confusion has cleared. “Baby, I-”
He doesn’t get a chance to finish his sentence as you push him against your desk until he sits on it, then hike your dress around your waist so you can straddle him, and mash your faces together. He whimpers when you suck on his tongue, hands coming up to grip your hips and grind you down onto his growing erection.
“You’re such a pain in my ass sometimes, you know that?” You lick along his jawline, enjoying the way he squirms beneath you.
“Yes I do,” he grunts, emphasizing his point by rutting smoothly against your cheeks before giving you a sharp poke, then laughs at his own dumb joke.
“Goddamn it, I cannot believe how much I love you,” you groan, tone dismayed but heart overflowing with affection for your ridiculous man, and you shove your mouth against his again.
“Mmmph love you too!” he murmurs between kisses. “Does this mean we’re leaving?”
“No, we can do this right here,” you state, rolling your hips again, voice getting breathy as your clit drags against his bulge. “What’s the point of having an office with a door that locks if we never use it?”
You fumble with the belt on his pants for a few seconds before loosening it enough to gain access to the button beneath, freeing him as quickly as you can. He springs forth in your hand, which you bring to your mouth to lick before covering him again.
Seokjin moans when you start to jerk him off. He leans back on his palms to watch, hissing when you gently fondle his balls with your other hand. “Shit, princess, you’re so good at that.”
You laugh, twisting your wet fingers faster around his hard length. “I know, baby. Just add it to the list.”
“Mmmm,” he replies, head lolling back, exposing the long line of his elegant throat, prompting you to slide forward and nibble on the soft skin there. “Ahh!” he cries when your light nipping turns into a stinging love bite.
“You know what I’m really good at though?” you ask, rubbing your thumb over his head, collecting the drops clinging to the slit in his darkened skin. He doesn’t answer you, too caught up in how good your hands feel. “Being patient.”
You go completely still.
Seokjin raises his head with a whine. “Why’d you stop?!”
Planting a kiss on his plump lips, you release him and then gingerly climb off the desk, carefully smoothing your skirt out. Thankfully, it’s not too wrinkled from your actions.
“Because. All I’ve asked you tonight is to be patient, and instead you attempted to fingerbang me in front of a client.” Folding your arms in front of you, you nod at his crotch. “Now clean yourself up. The party’s not over.”
“So you’re punishing me for not being able to keep my hands off you?” Seokjin argues, but you just shake your head, seeing right through his attempt at using flattery to get you to continue.
Once he’s stuffed himself back into his pants, you wrap your arms around his back, hugging him close.
“It’s not a punishment, baby. It’s a preview.” He looks dubious, so you kiss him, letting your lips erase his doubts. “I promise you I’ll finish the job, and more. But not until later. So will you please be patient now?”
He studies your face for a moment before responding. “Okay,” he sighs. “I’ll be good. But only if you promise to finish it on the ride home.”
“I will.”
“While you sit on my face.”
You smile. “Only too happy to.”
“And then when we get home, you put on that little number I bought you on our trip to Paris. You know the one? With the garters?” He’s still pouting as he makes his requests, but his lips keep twitching, eyes crinkling with mischievous glee as always.
“Fine, I promise. But stop milking it.”
“No, no, you’re the one who’ll be doing the milking.”
“That’s it, we’re breaking up.”
“I love you, princess,” he grins.
“I love you too. Now get out of my office.”
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