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prettygirlsstanskz · 11 months

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somno with hyunjin tho!!!!!!!!

you'd be sleeping in a tank top and shorts and you'd be wiggling around in your sleep, trying to get comfortable and hyunjin just thinks you look so cute and so fuckable like that.

he'd probably wait for you to settle on your back before brushing stray hairs from your face in a feeble attempt to wake you, but when you don't respond, he'd trail his fingers from your head down to your chin and then your collarbones where he'd mess around with the top of your tank top.

"i'm gonna take this off, okay, love?" he'd whisper, circling your nipple with his finger. after you whine a little bit, turning your head to the side, he would take it as a sign of you being at least a little bit awake and he would start to slide it up to your chin.

"lift your arms for me," hyunjin would whisper, and in your half awake state, you would obey, lifting your arms and then your head just enough for him to slide the thin top up and over and onto the floor next to the bed.

hyunjin would just look at you, all the parts of you he had just uncovered, before leaning down to lick a stripe from your neck to your nipple, swirling his tongue around for a second before taking it into his mouth and sucking on it, enjoying the way you reacted, arching slightly into him, small whines leaving your lips as you turned your head to the other side.

hyunjin would give just as much attention to your other nipple, making sure he left both sticky and wet before kissing his way down to your bellybutton and then leaving kisses along the top of the waistband of your shorts.

he would kiss you over your shorts, over your mound, leaving wet spots where his tongue stayed in the same spot for just a little too long.

"so pretty, love," he'd whisper as he slid your shorts and panties down your legs and past your feet at the same time. "so so pretty,"

he would discard the garments down on the floor with your top before laying on his stomach, face just inches from your core. he would admire you for a while, complimenting your body under his breath.

but he would slowly start to feel the admiration turn into something more, something like lust. he would reach up to rub your clit with his finger, then a stripe down to your hole, feeling your wet folds on the way.

"so wet," he would murmur, finally scooting forward enough to taste you. "so wet for me,"

hyunjin would lick up and down your folds once more before taking your clit in his mouth and sucking on it, bringing his fingers up to enter your hole below.

you would whine, the sounds quickly turning into moans as hyunjin fucks his fingers into you, swirling his tongue around your clit before sucking it again.

"hyune..." you'd mumble, eyes starting to flutter open. a broken whine would escape you, tears prickling the corners of your eyes as you begin to feel what's going on.

"jinnie.." your hands would fumble around for his, settling on his hair instead. "jinnie, please.. please please please," you wouldn't know what you were pleading for, you would just know you wanted it.

"i know, love, i know," hyunjin would whisper into your pussy. "i know i know,"

hyunjin would speed up the pace as soon as he hears your voice raise an octave. oh, he would be hitting all the spots he knows you're sensitive to, eager to drive you to your high, eager to hear the pretty little sounds you make.

"'s too much, jinnie," you would cry, back arching off the bed, your fingers leaving hyunjin's head to grip the sheets beneath you. "hyun, 's too mu–" your sentence would be cut short by the sudden moan hyunjin causes as he hits your g-spot.

"fu– fuck, hyun, fuck, please,"

his fingers would hit the same spot over and over again, only slowing down when he knows you're cumming. he would fuck you gently with his fingers, releasing your clit to lean up and kiss your warm face, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

when he feels you finally start to come down from your high, he'll pull away and remove his fingers, bringing them to your lips. you would immediately take them in your mouth, sucking softly on the skin as you grow tired once more.

hyunjin would kiss the tears from your closed eyes. "was it too much, love? was i too much?"

you'd hold his wrist, rubbing soft circle into the palm of it while still licking and sucking the fingers in your mouth.

"no," you'd murmur around his fingers, taking back your earlier words. "you're never too much. never,"

hyunjin would settle down next to you, slowly removing his fingers from your mouth. he would laugh a little at your whine, shushing you with a chaste kiss to your lips. "i'm gonna clean you up, okay? i'll be right back,"

you would feel his hands on your body, damp towel covering the tracks he had left.

"d'you want me to do you, too?" you would ask once he's laid down next to you again, opening your eyes to see him.

but, he would just shake his head, pressing a kiss to your nose.

he had taken care of himself in the bathroom after he looked down and realised he came in his pants, probably at the same time you did. it didn't bother him much. he had woken you up to satisfy the desires in his chest, but it very quickly turned into satisfying you. cumming on his own was just an added extra, something he hadn't planned on.

"go to sleep, little love. you're tired,"

you wouldn't fight it, eyes fluttering shut as you leaned your head into his chest. "g'night, jinnie. love you," you would whisper.

and hyunjin would whisper back, "love you too,"

#somno rot recently #but guys #hyunjin and somno #)))):#so so gentle with you #aftercare king #he just couldnt help himself #poor boy ):#you just looked too cute #how could he not touch you #hyunjin smut #skz smut #stray kids smut #hyunjin hard hours #hyunjin hard thoughts #stray kids hard hours #skz hard hours #HYUNJIN #!! smut

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2kiran · 10 months

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you’re a wanted criminal for selling bombs or something. you’ve never been captured because ftm!ghost lets you go for fucking him really good. he managed to convince price that he should go alone for this one and when he gets to your base, he knocks you out and uses you for pleasure because of what you told him the last time you met. 👀 + light somno and degradation with a mix of praise?

if you could make this a one shot i’ll be glad but if not, it’s totally okay. thanks antonio!

“MAMA, I’M IN LOVE WITH A CRIMINAL”

pairing simon “ghost” riley x reader genre smut male reader & trans ftm ghost. top!reader x power bottom!ghost cw lowercase typing. dubcon. bondage. implied somnophilia. mention of face riding. degradation & praise kink. heavy dirty talk. marking. slight breath play.

you were a cruel, unpredictable criminal while he was willing to sell his tainted soul by the devil’s law for you. he’s aware that you were merely another dog astray, but his irrational desire for you is too much to ignore.

“i’ll let you use me if you manage to track me down.”

that’s what you told him four months ago. a forgotten promise, words etched to one of the deepest corners of your mind. you’ve recently been alerted by one of your coworkers that his team was on your trail, reminding you of his insufferable existence.

you can’t say that you truly missed him. it must be the memories, the remembrance of the heat of the moment that sparked the excitement within you in meeting him again. how he screamed your name when he was close to his climax, how he squeezed the life out of you when you teased him. it was enough for you to dumbly anticipate for his arrival. it was degrading, waiting for someone who had the intention of capturing you and letting you rot in a cell. sickeningly, you were relieved that it was him who’ll be at your throat.

falling for your enemy was against your every principle, but you didn’t fall for him. a sexual appeal was all it was; enemies with one deal to be blunt. that’s what this is, fight then fuck when no one’s looking. he didn’t love you and you didn’t love him.

a ding! ding! ding! freed you from your temporary trance. someone was at your door. you figured that it was one of your coworkers, delivering the new package. “hello?” you called, hand gradually opening the door before it slammed open. your vision darkening. a brief pain meeting your face, dizziness following not long after. you lost your balance, the suddenness catching you off guard. you couldn’t tell who it was, not until a pair of familiar, muscular arms hugged you before you collapsed to the ground.

a light slap on your cheek and the sensation of wetness coating your clothed thigh awoke you from your slumber. unconsciousness beginning to slip away while your senses fought to operate. it was ghost. he was in your lap, straddling your hips. the ropes bounding you to one of the pillars inside your temporary base dawned on you. your struggling caused them to burn your wrists, rubbing against sensitive skin. “you’re awake.” he said, hot breath fanning your face. you scoff, “you really had to hit me in the face?” irritation flicking in your expression, “was there another option?” he asked, slightly glaring at you. “any other part of me. how else can you ride my face if it’s hit?” he grounded himself harder on your thigh in response, squirming. “don’t tempt me.”

“was that an order, ghost?” you lightly bounced the limb, causing him to gasp. “i’m not the one tied up here, am i?” he began, “don’t tell me you already forgot our deal from last time.” you grit your teeth, “what deal?” an unimpressed huff, “you said that you’d let me use you if i tracked you down.” that made you confused, your nose scrunching up. he sighed frustratedly, rolling his hips against yours. “remember when— mmmph... you fucked me that night in the, hah!” his clit catches on the fabric of your pants, “in one of the hotels? you were — hhngmh.... goin’ to deliver an explosive.”

the corners of your mouth quirked up in amusement, attention divided on his bare pussy and his words. your tongue clicked in realization. “right, i remember. so this is how you plan on using me?” you bounced him again, “how long have you been using my thigh while i was out, huh? making me unconscious as payback because you always passed out from how good it felt?” he grabbed your hips, halting their movement.

“shut the fuck up.” he latched onto your neck, sucking in a hickey. “you’re enjoying it, though.” he moved to mouth at the other side, “i can feel how hard you are, love. must hurt, no?” he teased. he was really testing your nerves. “don’t act like you aren’t soaking. other men couldn’t fuck the brat out of you like i can?” an unconscious act, tilting your head to allow him more access. he audibly stifled a whine, replaced by a huff from his nose. “i want you to regret what you missed.” he lifted his hips, hovering mere inches above your crotch. “you’re the one regretting. should’ve found me sooner.” an involuntary gasp elicits from you as he suddenly sat on your clothed cock. “missed me that much you couldn’t resist fucking yourself on me the moment i opened the door.”

“can’t help it.” he whined, dominant façade beginning to crack. “needed this s’ bad, mgh.” he moans, burying his head into the crook of your neck. “please? i need you in me.” you hum in agreement, “take the offer while it’s still up, ghost.” you push yourself forward in invitation. he hurriedly stripped you of your pants, leaving you exposed in the cool air. he sinked down on the tip, thighs trembling with effort.

he groaned, “fuck, i couldn��t cum without you. felt like torture.” his teeth bit his bottom lip as he sinked down further, warm heat engulfing you. “you touched yourself before meetin’ me?” he nodded, low moans escaping him. “i hated the way she looked at you.” he admits. you didn’t know who ‘she’ was and the silence from you made him realize that. “your coworker... ngg.” you could practically feel his tight walls adjust to your size, causing your breath to hitch. “ah! you probably fucked her.” his hands gripped your shoulders bruisingly as he began bouncing on your cock. his tone suffered of jealousy and anger. “just like how you fuck every whore you see.” you laugh bitterly at his statement. you bucked your hips up into him, rubbing against his sweet spot just right. he squealed in surprise, his pussy suddenly tightening around you. “you know i’m not like that, gghhmg–” your words trail off into a moan. he had his hand wrapped around your throat.

you felt lightheaded, drunk off the pleasure. and so was he. it always ended up like this; in each other’s embrace. souls melded into one another. “you don’t know how long it got me to convince my captain for me to go alone.” he lazily grinds, bringing his free hand down to circle his clit. you groan, imagination forming several scenarios of his desperation. he whimpers, eyes shut as he abruptly reaches his climax, his pussy pulsing around your hard cock. the ropes that tied you untwisted. your hands found his waist and his eyes immediately opened.

“it’s my turn, sweetheart.”

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demonpaws · 3 months

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Question.

You said propara dni but you’re into plushum?

Also isn’t somno a type of cnc?? You said ‘under the impression it was agreed upon’ which is what cnc is.

Just asking because i feel like you might be lumping people into ‘icky’ categories without realising that there’s a bit more nuance to it than that.

You can consider yourself para-critical if you want to avoid the actually more ‘icky’ paras still.

(This is not meant as hate btw i’m just genuinely confused because I like your plushum posts)

im gonna try to answer this as nicely as possible bc im trying to read you in good faith. also sorry that this is late, im dealing with a lot irl

i have a lot of nuance when it comes to people struggling with harmful paraphilias, i think that those who havent offended in any way should seek therapy and recovery, and those who have should rot in jail. the reason i dislike "pro para" is because it isnt about recovery, its a coverup for the normalization of abuse. you wont see a person struggling with an abusive paraphilia who is genuinely trying to get better posting pride online, because someone in recovery knows that they shouldnt be proud of their disorder, and they know its wrong. if you think there isnt something wrong with the abusive paraphilias, seek help and get off my page.

while i do use the "plushophilia" tag for visibility, i dont reallly... care about it as a "paraphilia" specifically. i dont consider myself a paraphile for being objectum or a furry, especially because theyre byproducts of me being autistic. i dont think people should consider themselves paraphiles for things like selfshipping and vore, its needlessly labelling something that groups you in with pedophiles, which then gives pedophiles/zoophiles a community - one with a lot of minors, considering there are minors who are furries, selfshippers, or objectum. even in a sexual context, i dont think paraphilia should be synonymous with kink. genuinely, the "pro para movement" is just a way for maps/zoos to come into contact with children, and the recent toonimal situation is excellent proof of that, if you can stomach reading the doc.

for clarification on somno - first of all, no, somno is not inherently cnc. there are many ways to engage in somno that dont involve nonconsent of any kind. when i say "with the impression its agreed upon beforehand", i mean that even in the fantasy it was agreed upon, either by conversation or by the bottom initiating with a signal of some kind (usually something left on the nightstand). the way that i personally engage in somno is not cnc, because there is no "non con" happening, even in the fantasy. for me somno is about the sensation, not the situation.

i dont like cnc because i dont want people around me who fetishize my trauma 👍 leave it at that. im allowed to have boundaries.

#please can i stop getting anons about this stuff #i come here to jack off and i dont want to think about this stuff when im trying to jack off

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