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Make it hurt: Seungmin x Reader x Jeongin

Your best friend is a menace. A stupid, kinky menace that drags you along to a BDSM event with her when your curiosity gets the best of you. What will happen when a strangely attractive man asks you if you want to do your first scene with him and his friend? Content: smut smut smut smut smut Warnings: Talks of BDSM, use of ‘sir,’ traffic light system, dom/sub dynamics (dom Seungmin, dom Jeongin, sub reader), sensory deprivation, sensory play, fingering, choking, spanking (with a paddle), hair pulling, p in v sex, protected sex, edging, slight overstimulation, little bit of praise, little bit of degradation if you squint, lots of aftercare WC: 5900 (this is the longest smut I've ever written byeee)

Your friend is a menace. Well, that is a given. You’ve always known Lily, your best friend and roommate, to be somewhat unhinged. But now, given the circumstances you’re currently in… it was more apparent than usual.

She was involved in the BDSM community. It was something that she had started getting involved in with her boyfriend and so you were privy to hearing about some of her more… intimate experiences. She talked about what it was like being a submissive in a relationship, relinquishing any and all control to that of her dominant, coupled with sensory play, pain play, you name it.

When you expressed some interest in learning more about the BDSM community she was thrilled.

Let’s just say some of your past sexual experiences were… vanilla, for lack of a better term. While you’ve encouraged some of your previous partners to take charge or to be a little bit rougher in the bedroom, they would indulge but they never truly seemed into it. The one time a hookup agreed to choke you, however, you came harder than you ever had in your life.

When you told this to Lily, she told you that you just had to come to an event with her and her boyfriend. You weren’t too sure how you felt about this at first. Wouldn’t you just be third wheeling? She assured you that these BDSM events were a safespace for everybody of all experience levels to enjoy kink and that you would be fine to go off on your own if you needed to.

That’s how you ended up here. Just as you predicted, Lily and her boyfriend disappear the second you enter the venue, leaving you alone. Upon entry, you are given a pink wristband to show others that you’re new to the BDSM community and ‘open to learning more.’ You also pick out pins to display on your shirt, so you choose one that that says ‘submissive,’ and ‘pain slut.’ The latter you had grabbed just because you thought it was funny, but hey, if you’re here to learn more about kink then that’s what you’re going to do.

The event has a lot of different seminars to sit in on as well as vendors that sell a variety of sex toys or items for BDSM. You look at some of the silk ties and ropes they have for bondage and rope play, body-safe wax for temperature play, paddles and floggers for impact play, and even some lubes and sex toys that you have never seen before. You don’t buy anything, but you grab a lot of flyers and giveaway items that you put in a small bag to take home with you.

You also attend a seminar about kink for beginners and what green flags to look for in a dom/sub. Overall it is a very education-filled evening and you find yourself a little intimidated but also a little aroused. You know for sure by the end of the evening that this community is something that you want to continue to explore.

Sitting down at a table by yourself, you let out a loud sigh. You riffle through some of your pamphlets and check your phone to see if Lily texted you. "We're going to set up a scene in one of the play rooms!! Talk to you later! Xoxo.” She sent that text message 15 minutes ago, which means you would probably be stuck here a while longer. You let out a loud sigh again.

“Excuse me, is this seat taken?” You look up and your heart skips a beat when you see one of the most attractive men you’ve ever seen in your entire life.

He has shoulder-length strawberry blonde hair, shaggy but perfectly placed as it frames the front of his face. You notice his plump pink lips and sculpted face before you meet his dark eyes that give him an appearance not unlike that of a fox. Beautiful.

You realize that you haven’t responded to the man before you shake the thoughts out of your head and give him a smile.

“Yes! I mean, no no, it’s not taken. Feel free to sit!” You laugh at your own awkwardness and gesture to the chair to your left. Scanning over the man’s frame once again, you notice he’s wearing a denim coat over a nice white dress-shirt. He also has a pin on that says ‘dominant.’ Interesting.

“Are you okay?” He questions, tilting his head to the side inquisitively after sitting down.

“Huh?”

“Oh, I was just curious if you’re okay. I noticed that you were sitting alone and you were sighing, so I just wanted to make sure–”

“Oh! That’s so sweet of you! My friend kind of dragged me along with her when I told her that I was interested but um… yeah, she kind of ditched me as soon as we got here.” You run a hand through your hair and let out a breath that you had been holding. “I mean, I’m having a good time and all! But I just didn’t want my first time here to be alone, you know?”

“I’m sorry your friend ditched you,” he says sympathetically. “If it’s any consolation, it’s my first time here, too!” He holds up his wrist to show you a matching pink wristband. The action makes you smile.

“Are you here alone?” You question. “I’m just curious, you know, if this is something that a lot of beginners usually attend by themselves or if most people come here with a friend.”

“Oh no no,” he laughs. You think that his smile is cute and you can’t help it when you feel yourself warm up and get more comfortable just by his presence. “I’m here with my friend. He is a lot more experienced in being a dom, he’s been involved in the community for a few years and he told me he would show me around,” he explains.

“I see! Are you… Do you like it so far?” You try not to get shy, but to be fair this man is so unbelievably attractive.

“I do! It’s very educational. I can see myself trying to get more involved, hopefully. What about you? You’re not uncomfortable, are you? I know it must be a lot to be here by yourself since your friend left you here.” You think it’s so sweet that this guy is checking in on you so thoroughly.

“Oh, I’m fine!” You say with a big grin. “It’s been so cool so far! I definitely think I want to get more involved too. While it’s a little intimidating… it’s like… it makes me want to try it, you know? I definitely don’t want to go back to plain old vanilla sex after this, I think.” He laughs with you in understanding.

“My name’s Jeongin, by the way,” he says. “You are…”

“Y/N,” you provide.

He repeats your name, committing it to memory. “Listen, I know we’re both new at this, so don’t feel pressured at all… but would you be interested in setting up a scene with me and my friend? His name is Seungmin, he’ll be here in a few minutes if you’d like to meet him. But, he told me he would be there for my first scene, to walk me through it and make sure that everything goes right… And I don’t know if that would make you more comfortable for your first time to also have someone that is experienced… Shit, I don’t even know if you’re interested at all, and it doesn’t even have to happen right away or anything, and, um, he would be better at explaining it, but we could talk about boundaries and–”

“It’s okay, Jeongin,” you say. “I think I’m interested, actually.” He seems to perk up, as if surprised at your words. “Really?”

“Yeah! I think so. I’m a little nervous, admittedly. But… Do you think I could meet your friend first? Maybe if we talk it over a little more, I’ll feel better.”

“Of course!” He smiles, pulling out his phone. “He’ll be here in one minute.”

You don’t know why you’re surprised, but his friend Seungmin is also ridiculously attractive. He has long black hair, slightly shorter than Jeongin’s that falls around chin-length. He has bright eyes and a wide smile, almost innocently so, and he doesn’t strike you right away as someone that is an experienced dom that has been in the community for a while. He’s clear and concise when he speaks, though, setting clear boundaries with a politeness that makes you want to trust him implicitly.

The three of you talk for almost thirty minutes, surprisingly. Seungmin provides you and Jeongin with little kink surveys, which you think is almost endearing, but it helps you determine your sexual compatibility and any hard limits you have for the scene. He also talks you through protection, safewords, and the traffic light system, which you all determine will be your preferred method of communicating any hard or soft limits for the night.

You even spill the fact that you’ve been completely dissatisfied with previous partners, none of them pleasing you sexually and allowing you to completely let go the way you’ve been wanting. They nod along and you feel very comfortable sharing your experiences with them which you think is probably a green flag.

“Am I going to be having sex with the both of you?” You ask. You let out a nervous chuckle with the question, avoiding eye contact slightly but not trying to appear uncomfortable or shy about the topic.

“Do you want to?” Seungmin asks, turning the question back to you. “You need to let us know whatever you’re comfortable with, Y/N.”

“I think I want to.”

“Well, consent can be revoked at any point. If you decide you want to now but change your mind during the scene, that’s fine! You just need to communicate with us,” he explains. “Because this is your first scene, you should know that we don’t even have to have sex at all. Not all scenes have to involve sex. There’s plenty of other ways for everyone to have pleasure.” Something about the way he talks like he knows exactly what he’s talking about, so educated on the topic but also cautious to establish boundaries and make the whole process safe is so attractive to you. You hide a blush and look him in the eyes this time.

“I understand that we don’t have to. But… if you both are okay with it, I think I would like sex to be a part of the scene. Definitely with Jeongin,” you say. “But also with you, Seungmin, if you’re comfortable with that.”

“You’re doing a great job using your words!” He praises. This time you don’t conceal your blush. He takes note of that. “I think we’re pretty much set for now. Let us know if you have any questions!”

And with that, you set up a time and a place for the scene and exchange contact information before you all part ways. You find yourself exhilarated that this has just happened, but mostly you’re giddy. You’re going to do a scene. And with everything you talked about and communicated that you’re looking for, you have a feeling that it definitely won’t be a boring sexual experience.

When Lily and her boyfriend finally find you upstairs you’re more than ready to go home. She wants to grill you about everything that happened, but seeing as you’re a little annoyed that she left you to your own devices you decide not to tell her everything right away. You at least wait until you get home to let her know that you actually found a dominant that was interested in setting up a scene with you.

Before she can get the chance to lecture you about being safe, you explain to her about all of the boundaries and safe words that you set. You’re not sure how much detail you want to get into about it, but you at least promise to share your location with her during the scene so she can keep an eye on you for peace of mind.

The scene would take place in one week. Next Saturday.

In the meantime, you communicate somewhat frequently with Jeongin and Seungmin in a shared group chat. Seungmin shares articles for both you and Jeongin to read up on, and occasionally you would ask a few questions.

Saturday comes by faster than you know it.

Y/N: Should I wear anything special?

Seungmin: Innie says to wear something pink. And bring a change of clothes, something comfortable.

Seungmin: Don’t be late.

God, there are butterflies in your stomach. Is that the right terminology for this anxious yet giddy anticipatory feeling building up? You’re not sure, but when you knock on the door to Seungmin’s front door at 6:03 p.m., the feeling rises up again and again.

He leads you to his bedroom, where Jeongin is sitting on the bed. You sit in a gaming chair that accompanies a desk in the corner of his room, turning back and forth.

“Jeongin,” Seungmin says. “Do you remember the checklist?”

“Yeah,” he says to his friend. He turns to you. “How are you feeling today? Any hesitation on your end?”

“Nope,” you reply. “A little nervous, but excited.”

“Great. Remember our safe word?”

“Yeah! Traffic light system. Red for stop, yellow for slow down, green for ‘God, yes, keep going.’”

“Amazing. So, Seungmin and I are going to go through and show you some of what we had planned for today, just to get you familiar with some of our toys and what not. As we talked about last week, we’re looking to do some pain/impact play, and maybe some sensory play. We’re okay with edging and overstimulation. You were interested in potentially having protected sex with penetration, maybe with both of us. If you feel uncomfortable at any time or want to stop, please let us know. Does that sound good?” You nod your head and smile sweetly.

“Words,” Jeongin and Seungmin both say at the same time. You let out a light chuckle at the action.

“Yes. Yes, that sounds good, thank you,” you answer.

Jeongin shoots Seungmin a look. “Did I miss anything?”

“Nope, you covered it all! You’re off to a great start. I did want to point out that your friend was three minutes late, however, when I explicitly instructed her to be on time. Now, I want you to be in charge of this scene, since it’s your first time, but that would definitely warrant a punishment if it were me.” You blanch at his words. You didn’t think that being late by three minutes would cause an issue but the promise of a punishment has you squeezing your thighs together in anticipation.

“Oh?” Jeongin says, shooting you a sinister grin. “Look at her rubbing her thighs together, she’s already wanting to be touched. I bet she did it on purpose, hmm? Did you come here late on purpose so you could get punished?” He stalks across the room to where you’re sat, tilting your head up to make eye contact with him. His gaze is dark yet firm, and you almost find it unbelievable that this is his first scene. Already you’re finding yourself willing to submit, to follow his every command and to please him.

“No,” you stutter. “Sorry, was an accident.” You don’t break eye contact but your face heats up rapidly.

“Do you remember what you said you wanted to call me tonight? You didn’t forget, right?”

“No… no, sir. Sorry,” you say. The both of you shudder at the term. You can tell it has the desired effect on Jeongin, who grips your chin tighter before letting you go, causing your head to fall down from lack of support.

“On the bed,” he instructs. “Take off your shirt and your pants and wait for Seungmin and I to get our materials ready. If you’re wearing a bra and underwear, keep them on.”

You nod your head at him before standing up then remember to use your words. “Yes, sir.”

“Color?” He asks. His face softens for a second and you let out a shaky breath.

“Green.”

Seungmin reaches to the top of his dresser and pulls out a long box. He walks you through various items, showing you paddles and floggers, restraints, and vibrators and dildos and other various sex toys. It’s reminiscent of the BDSM event you went to the other day, you think, as he explains each item and its purpose. Eventually he pulls out a red silk blindfold and instructs Jeongin to put it on you. You feel your body start to buzz in anticipation, already excited for what is to come as his long, delicate fingers wrap the blindfold around your head.

“Cross your hands and put them above your head. Keep them there or I’ll tie them.”

You let out a breathy sigh. “Yes sir,” you say, and it’s barely a whisper.

“Jeongin, I’m going to let you take the lead here. Let me know if you have any questions,” Seungmin says. It feels like you are waiting forever, and you know your breathing speeds up when you hear someone rustling through the box. When the bed dips next to you you find yourself pressing your thighs together to get some pressure and relieve some of the tension. The feeling of Jeongin’s hands on your thigh startles you, and he kneads the flesh gently, urging you to spread your legs for him. You do so immediately.

Something soft prickles at your skin and your breath hitches. What you can only assume is a feather starts at your chest, barely touching your skin but drawing light lines. You feel hot already from the small actions, breathing when the feather draws circles on your neck. Even more so, you have to stop yourself from pressing your thighs back together when he barely touches your nipples over the fabric of your bralette.

“Oh,” you say. “That feels good.”

“Yeah?” Jeongin breathes, the ghost of a smirk evident in his voice. He sounds almost as wrecked as you do and that makes you smile.

You aren’t expecting it when he grazes your clit. You think it’s with his finger, as you can still feel the feather circling your nipple, but the action makes you whimper.

“I’m going to finger this pretty pussy,” he says. “What’s your color?”

“Green,” you answer. “So green.” His fingers slip into the waistband of your panties, lingering for a second and teasing you until you lift your hips, allowing him to remove the fabric from your body.

One finger dips shallowly into your entrance, gathering just a little bit of your wetness.

“You’re soaked,” he comments. “And I’ve barely touched you.” You nod your head at him in agreement, because you know it’s true. You’re unsure if you’ve ever been this aroused in your life.

Using your arousal coating his finger, he works small circles outside of your clit, occasionally grazing it. Each time he does your breath catches in your throat, and if you could see him you would know he has a shit-eating grin on his face, working you up so easily from teasing you.

You barely register when another body dips into the bed next to you, though Seungmin helps raise your body into a sitting position. He grabs your arms and guides them behind your back, leaning you up against him.

“I’m gonna take this off,” he whispers, fingers sliding underneath your bralette. “You did such a good job wearing pink for us, just like we asked. You’ll just do anything we tell you, won’t you? You’ll be a good girl for us and listen to what we say?” He lifts the bralette over your head, discarding it.

You feel his breath on your neck, warm. You nod and tilt your head back, leaning yourself completely into the man.

A hand wraps expertly around your exposed throat. You feel it, finger by finger curling around and pressing into your skin. It’s at this moment that Jeongin decides to thrust a finger into you, hitting deep inside. You let out a cry at both actions, sounding utterly debauched.

“This will be your last reminder to answer us when spoken to,” Seungmin says, fingers wrapping tighter around your throat. “Do you understand?”

“Yes… fuck, yes sir.”

His hand remains unmoving, keeping you in place as Jeongin stimulates you. You notice that he’s not even thrusting his finger, but rhythmically curling it inside you. You try to rock your hips into him to get more stimulation but you're kept in place by the man behind you.

“M close,” you warn. A series of whimpers and moans leave your mouth, sounds that you’re sure your body has never made before. You know you’re babbling at this point, sounding something like, “Close, so close, oh my God, please, please, I’m going to, please–”

And when a hand reaches and pinches a nipple, hard, you cum. Jeongin’s pace never changes as he helps you ride it through, and you think you’ve never had an orgasm last this long. It feels like a solid minute passes as you cry and spasm in their hold, legs shaking but remaining open. As you start to come down, you feel a hand in your hair, soothing you.

You let out a heavy breath as Jeongin finally removes his finger, slumping forward. At the same time the blindfold is removed from your head and you’re exposed to the brightness of the room again, blinking as your vision refocuses. You’re just in time to see Jeongin stick his finger into his mouth, moaning as he licks your release from his appendage.

“Color?” Seungmin asks from behind you.

“Green,” you answer, still trying to catch your breath. “That was intense. I’ve never cum that hard in my life,” you admit.

“You did so good,” Jeongin praises. “We’re going to keep going, okay? We gotta give you your punishment for being late.”

“Yes, sir.”

The next thing you see him pull out is a paddle, long and wooden with a rounded end. It looks smooth to the touch but also expensive, as if he invested a good amount of money to pick out one that suited his needs. Not that you would be able to tell the difference between this one and any other paddle, since it was your first time getting spanked in any sense of the manner.

“Bend over for me, ass in the air, okay?”

You do as you're told, burying your face in the sheets as you stick your ass up in the air. Seungmin still sits on the bed, watching.

“Gonna do ten hits, okay baby?” The pet name makes your head spin.

“Okay, sir,” you answer, remembering to use your words.

“Want you to count them for me.” And with that, he hits your ass with an experimental tap of the paddle, just a little force behind it. It stings just a bit but doesn’t necessarily hurt.

“One,” you say.

“You can do it a little harder,” Seungmin encourages.

On the same cheek follows a harder hit, one that most definitely will be red. It’s loud enough to make a distinct clapping sound echo through the room.

“Two.”

“That was better, but you can still do it harder. Don’t be afraid to put some force into it, she can tell you if it’s too much.”

Now to your other cheek comes the hardest hit yet. This one is enough for your breath to hitch in your throat, your voice shaking as you say, “Three.”

“Can I show you?” Seungmin asks, standing. Jeongin nods his head behind you and hands off the paddle to Seungmin, standing to the side. You tilt your head to the side, trying to look and see if you can anticipate the blow, but you’re not fast enough.

Seungmin reels his hand back. This time you can hear the whiff of the paddle in the air a second before it comes, and this hit causes you to cry out. You lurch forward, running away from it slightly. “Like this,” he explains. “She wants it to hurt. If you look close enough, you can see her pretty little cunt clenching. It’s going to be red, and it might bruise a little bit, but she can take it.”

Seungmin delivers a second hit just as hard as the first, and this time you moan. He’s right–you clench around nothing at the action. You didn’t realize just how much the action would turn you on. His hand comes down to soothe where he hit you, the cold from his palm soothing the skin.

“Remember to use your words baby,” he chides. “Are you supposed to be counting?”

“Yes, sir,” you stutter. “Four and five.”

“Normally, I would start over if they forget to count,” Seungmin explains to Jeongin. “But since it’s both of your first times, we can go easy on her today.” He passes the paddle back to Jeongin and stands back, arms crossed and observing.

When Jeongin delivers the next hit it’s with much more precision and force than previously. You let out a much louder moan this time.

“Six,” you breathe.

“You should see her face,” Seungmin says. “She looks pretty fucked out.”

“God, that’s so hot,” Jeongin says softly. You can feel him grab your ass and knead it in your hand and you wince, sensitive from the contact of the paddle against your skin. “You’re soaking, baby, I can see your pretty pussy glistening. So fucking dirty for us. Just a few more, okay?”

“Mhmm, okay sir.” You take the rest of your punishment well and you can tell that you’re red and sore without even looking. You start to slump forward before you feel Jeongin’s hands on your hips, grabbing you to keep you in place.

He slides a finger up and down your entrance, gathering your slick. You’re so wet you can hear it and the sound is filthy on its own. But at the little bit of contact where you’re already pulsing in need, you let out a needy sound.

“I’m going to fuck you now,” he says. “What’s your color?”

You let out a strangled sound before answering. “M Green.”

You hear him open the condom and you crane your head, trying to get a good look at his length. His cock is long but skinny, red and leaking already from arousal. With one hand bruising your hip he guides himself to you and you can feel him at your entrance, his tip prodding at your hole. Your breath catches in your throat and in response he rubs his cock up and down, teasing your clit.

“Fuckkk, fuck please,” you say, rocking your hips back to try to push him inside of you. When he catches at your entrance you let out a whine, only increasing in volume when he pushes into you at an agonizingly slow pace. He bottoms out and stills, and for a second the only thing you can hear in the room is your breathing. With that same strong grip on his hips he pulls out, leaving just the tip in before he slams back into you. You lurch forward at the contact, not expecting him to be so forceful. He repeats the action, setting a brutal and relentless pace. All you can think is yes, yes, yes, this is exactly what I wanted.

And so when a hand comes up and grabs a fistful of your hair, pulls you back and yanks it hard, you let out a loud sound that you know can only be described as pornographic. He uses his grip to give himself momentum, pulling you on and off of his cock and digging his nails into your hips. You wonder if you’ll have red and purple crescent-shaped indents in your skin tomorrow, and you hope the answer is yes.

Each thrust is hard enough that you let out an “ah, ah, ah,” sound. You no longer worry about sounding dumb, succumbing to the blinding pressure instead.

Steadily, he works you up to your high. You can feel yourself getting close and faster than you ever have before. You’re a babbling incoherent mess once again, trying to warn them of your approaching release. “Close, close, I’m gonna, fuck, please–”

“Edge her on your cock,” Seungmin says, interrupting you. He comes to sit on the bed, face to face with your messy appearance.

Before you can beg or plead any more, Jeongin stills inside you. Your orgasm fizzles and dissipates and you let out a strangled cry in protest. You try to rock back into him, but to no avail. Instead his hand grips tighter in your hair, pulling you up and guiding your face to Seungmin even closer. You try to look away.

Seungmin tilts your head to meet his eyes, thumbing away a tear that you hadn’t realized escaped. “You wanted to see what it’s like to be a sub, let somebody else take over? You wanted to see what it’s like to lose control? This is it, baby.” You whine for a second and he shushes you, pushing two fingers past your lips and into your mouth.

“Keep going,” Seungmin says, still looking at you. You can feel Jeongin start to rock back into you, slower now but you can still feel him pressing deep inside you. It doesn’t take long for him to work you up again, your orgasm approaching much faster than the last. You moan around Seungmin’s fingers, trying to let him know.

“You gonna cum for Innie?” Blinking up at him, you nod with your vision hazy from tears. He pulls his fingers from your mouth and you groan, catching your breath. “Look at me while you cum on his cock.”

And you do. Clenching around him tight, Jeongin works you right through your orgasm. Seungmin’s gaze never leaves yours, though through your immense pleasure you watch his eyes darken. It doesn’t take long before Jeongin finds his own release, spilling into the condom.

When he pulls out and releases his grip from your hair you surge forward, wrapping your arms around Seungmin.

“You’re doing so good,” he coos, a hand coming to graze up and down your spine that leaves shivers on your skin. “What’s your color?”

“G-green.”

“You want to keep going? Think you can take me?”

“Yes, sir.”

“You’re doing so good, so good baby.” He comes undone from your embrace, a hand coming up to soothe your aching scalp for a second. He positions himself behind you, contemplating before flipping you over to face him. You watch your own chest rise and fall from your heavy breathing and you will it to slow, watching the blank expression on his face. He reaches behind his neck to pull his shirt off, revealing his slightly toned figure.

He pushes his jeans down his legs and frees his cock which looks painfully hard. He’s not as long as Jeongin but he’s thicker, and you don’t even have time to think about how he’s going to feel before he’s sliding the condom on and pushing in, slightly stretching you out in the process.

“Shit, sensitive,” you warn.

“You can take it,” he says. “If you need to use your color system you can.” You nod at him in confirmation, wincing from the sensitivity as he starts fucking into you. You can’t help how hard you’re squeezing around him already. When Jeongin settles behind you, cradling your head in his lap, you can’t help but look up at him with wide eyes. Seungmin sets a steady pace, pounding into you deep but not as hard as Jeongin had. After a few consistent thrusts he’s lifting your legs up, pushing them towards your chest.

“Keep these here,” he tells you. With shaky hands you hold yourself in place, presenting yourself for him. This new angle allows him to reach impossibly deeper and you can feel the wet slap of his hips against the back of your thighs with every thrust. “Fuck, so good for us,” he grunts. “Such a perfect little slut for us, yeah? God, Jeongin, touch her clit, I’m already fucking close.”

Jeongin does as instructed, reaching down to circle your sensitive bundle of nerves with expertly skilled hands. His other hand reaches to thumb at your nipple, causing you to close your eyes and tilt your head back.

Your thighs are trembling and before you can even say anything your orgasm is ripped out of you, blinding you with how suddenly it came on.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you hear as Seungmin snaps his hips into two more times before you feel him twitch, filling up the inside of the condom.

You finally catch your breath as he stills, pulling out of you. He stands up to discard the condom and you almost don’t catch the whine that leaves your mouth.

“It’s okay, baby, I’m right here. Neither of us are going anywhere,” Jeongin says, his words soothing the discomfort that had started to bubble in your chest. You’ve never felt so clingy before after sex but you feel at ease when Jeongin wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you further into his lap.

When Seungmin returns he slides into a pair of sweats and joins you on the bed. They both dote on you for several minutes, comforting you and soothing the areas of your skin that had received more harsh treatment.

Seungmin finally speaks, “That was intense, but you did so good for your first time. Do you feel okay? Is there anything that you didn’t like?”

You shake your head at him. “That was like, everything I’d ever dreamed of, honestly.” They both let out a soft chuckle at that.

“I liked it too,” Jeongin said. “You looked so… God I loved making you look like that. That was a lot of fun.” You had almost forgotten that it was his first scene, too. You weren’t sure what you were expecting going into everything but you were more than happy with the outcome, moreso with the amount of open communication that they had had with you. You smile happily and nuzzle your head against the bed, almost dozing off.

“Hey hey, I’m gonna run you a shower, okay?”

“Don’t want to leave you,” you mumble.

“Innie can join you in the shower and then we can take a small nap if you’d like, yeah? I have to change my sheets and you need to get cleaned up.” You hear the shower running in the other room and barely register it when Jeongin scoops you up and brings you to the shower. He holds you steady as you rock back and forth under the warm stream of water, even going as far as scrubbing your skin and toweling you dry.

When you get under the covers you hum as you feel a warm pair of arms wrap around your frame, pulling you close. Another body lays to your other side, running a hand through your hair.

“I want to do this again,” you say, your brain still in a deep-fried haze. You smile at the sound of laughter.

“Sure, baby. We can talk about it when we wake up.” *** Part 3/4 of the threesome series!! Ahhh this one took me forever to write but I hope y'all enjoy!! (TBH I have absolutely no experience with this kind of thing IRL but I tried my best and I did some research lol) Masterlist Recs Taglist: @lolareadsimagines @elizalabs3/ let me know if you want to be added to the taglist for this series

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͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝗂𝗇 ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖼𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾 ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝗍𝗈 ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖺,

͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝖻𝗎𝗒 ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝗍𝗁𝖾 ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝖼𝖺𝗋 ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝗒𝗈𝗎 ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝖻𝗎𝗍 ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝗂𝗍 ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝗐𝗈𝗇'𝗍 ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 ͏ ͏͏ ͏𝗎𝗉 ͏ ͏͏ ͏ '𝗍𝗂𝗅 ͏ ͏͏ ͏𝗒𝗈𝗎 ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁, ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁, ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁 ͏ ͏͏ ͏ 𝗆𝖾

͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ( ͏ ͏ ͏͏𝖿𝗍. ͏ ͏ ͏͏ 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 ͏ ͏ ͏͏)

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stqrjm · 11 months

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͏͏ ꒰੭ 𝓕 𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑠 ! Ꮚ

͏͏ 𝓐 𝓑 𝓒 𝓓 𝓔 𝓕 𝓖

͏͏ 𝓗 𝓘 𝓙 𝓚 𝓛 𝓜

͏͏ 𝓝 𝓞 𝓟 𝓠 𝓡 𝓢

͏͏ 𝓣 𝓤 𝓥 𝓦 𝓧 𝓨 𝓩

͏͏ 𝑎 𝑏 𝑐 𝑑 𝑒 𝑓

͏͏ 𝑔 𝑖 𝑗 𝑘 𝑙 𝑚

͏͏ 𝑛 𝑜 𝑝 𝑞 𝑟 𝑠

͏͏ 𝑡 𝑢 𝑣 𝑤 𝑥 𝑦 𝑧

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diddybok · 5 months

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best friend!stray kids finding out from another member that you have a crush on them

all characters depicted in my writing are from my own imagination and do NOT in any way represent nor reflect the people in real life :)

➩pairing: ot8 x gn!reader

➩genre(s): text, fluff

➩warnings: strong language, suggestiveness, mentions of sex, it’s implied that reader is incredibly down bad for the member

➩author’s note: no angst! no angst! we cheered. i had so much fun writing this. fun fact: the thirst comments on seungmin’s are real ones i saw in the comment section of a gojo edit on tiktok

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chris

minho

changbin

hyunjin

jisung

felix

seungmin

i.n

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i do not permit my work to be translated or reposted in any way, thank you.

general taglist: @spacegirlstuff @chengmeiauau

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like-a-diamondinthesky · 5 months

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only you | y.j.i

-> the first i love you m.list

pairing... bf!jeongin x gn!reader tags... fluff, established relationship, soft pda, skz teasing their maknae 😖

jeongin doesn’t like affection. except when it comes from you, and only you.

wc... 933 words a/n... inspired by this request! this took much longer to write than i would've liked hahaha,, but here it is! it's a bit different that the others but i really did enjoy making it so i hope you all enjoy <3 let me know what you think!!!

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“This can't actually be my mission, it's impossible!” Jisung exclaimed in disbelief. He showed the camera his paper which read ‘Hug I.N for 5 seconds.’

Everyone knew that the youngest of the group valued his personal space, which posed a huge challenge for Jisung. It didn’t help that Jisung was terribly obvious about his mission, making his target even harder to catch. He spent the whole day chasing Jeongin around the venue of their shoot trying to wrap his arms around the boy. But, it was all to no avail, and he had failed his mission—which surprised no one.

Although the shoot was finished and the missions were over, Jisung was still trying to succeed, even getting the other members to help him.

“Yah, get away from me!” Jeongin laughed as he moved to shield himself behind the black couch by the dressing room's wall, crouching down in an attempt to protect himself. “Why are you all chasing me? I've done nothing wrong!”

“You know, all you’ve done is corner yourself. Now Jisung is guaranteed to get you.” Seungmin remarked unhelpfully from the corner of the room, where he watched the whole scene with an amused smile on his face.

Jeongin’s jaw dropped as Jisung moved forward to grab him, but the younger boy quickly escaped. However, Jisung managed to capture his arm, keeping him from leaving successfully.

“I got you, Innie-ah! Now you have to accept my hug!” Jisung taunted in a singsong voice, as Jeongin wriggled his arm.

“I don't want your hugs. I don’t want your affection, shoo! Leave me and my personal space alone,” he cried, trying to pull away from his captor.

Minho scoffed at the youngest as he continued to struggle in Jisung's grasp. “Don't lie, you loooove affection. We see you with Y/n all the time, you stick to them like a puppy to its mother!”

As if on cue, the door to the dressing room creaked open, drawing the eight boys’ attention to the person walking through.

“Y/n!” Jeongin came running to you, finally breaking free from Jisung's hold. He hid behind your back, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. “Save me, please. They’re trying to attack me, or something.”

Taken aback, you laughed as you watched Minho point at Jeongin and shout, “See, you just proved my point!”

Jeongin tucked his head into your neck, shielding himself from his older members’ teases. You greeted the other members with a shy smile, dragging yourself and your koala of a boyfriend to sit on the couch.

“What did you guys do to him?” After a failed attempt to pry Jeongin off of your body, you gave up and leaned back on the couch as the other boys continued to tease him.

“We didn’t do anything! He won’t let us do anything.” Jisung crossed his arms and playfully pouted.

“Alright, alright,” Chan lightly tugged Jisung towards the door. “Let's let the love birds have some alone time.”

Jeongin scrunched his nose at the title, making some of the guys snicker.

“We'll be back in ten minutes, don't do anything dumb!” With that, the seven boys left you and Jeongin alone to lounge on the dressing room couch.

Though he was still sprawled atop your body, Jeongin seemed to relax at the absence of his members and melt further in your arms, making you smile at the boy.

“So, what was all that about?” You tangled your fingers in Jeongin’s curls, twirling the soft strands.

“Jisung had a dumb mission for our video and they all ganged up on me.” He looked up at you with a pout situated on his face. “They’re bullies, I’m telling you.”

Jeongin buried his face in your neck, rubbing his face against the soft fabric of your turtleneck. You gently massaged the base of his nape, humming as you urged him to continue his story.

“I was running away from them all day, mostly to make Jisung fail his mission,” he let out a chuckle. “But I also didn't feel up for any of their affection. I don't like when people get all up in my personal space.”

“What? But you love when I'm all affectionate with you,” you teased, poking at your boyfriend's cheek.

“Yeah, I’m only like that with you! You make me feel giddy and happy and sweet when I’m around you.” Jeongin mumbled into your shirt. “But that's probably because I love you.”

Your eyes widened at his confession and you nervously let out a breathy laugh. “What did you just say?”

“I love you?” Jeongin tilted his head up at you, confusion clouding his eyes. “Have I not told you that before?”

“No, no you have not,” you laughed softly as you gently moved him off your chest and guided his head so that you were eye-to-eye. “You really mean it?”

Jeongin flashed a gentle smile, showing off his adorable dimples, and brought his hand to the side of your face. His thumb brushed the apple of your cheek as he replied, “Of course I mean it. I love you, and only you”

You placed your hand over his and guided it back to place it on your neck. You pulled him into a hug, your arms tightened around his middle, and you whispered into his ear, “I love you, too, Innie.”

Behind the door, you could vaguely hear Jisung whining about failing his mission, but you paid him no mind. You were already set on soaking up the rest of your ten minutes of peace with your one and only sweet, cuddly, and affectionate boyfriend in your arms.

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sugawhaaa · 2 months

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!!Skz reaction!!

-Your embarrassed about how your body looks-

Warnings::smut!insecurities! Talk of body types!stretch marks!vulgar language!

Genre:: oral (fem/male rec) nipple play, marking, from behind, fingering, so much pinning 😭 comfort,

Pairing::OT8! X sub!Fem!reader!

A/N:: sorry some of them are shorter than others, I promise I'm not being biased at all it's just the way the story went ₍ᐢ. ̫.ᐢ₎

💋Bangchan 💋

He finally has you laid out on the bed on your back. He runs his hands up your stomach and you feel a wave of embarrassment rush over you. He softly laid on top of you with his elbows on the bed. He ran circles around your ribcage and stomach. You blushed before grabbing his hand. Chan looked up at you surprised.

"What's wrong?" He asked softly with an accent.

"My belly...why do you like it so much?" You asked with pink cheeks.

"It's so cute," he giggled with a smile before running his tongue across his lips. You blushed as you looked down at him.

"But it's... it's not very attractive," you shrugged your shoulders and bangchan frowned.

"I think otherwise," he smirked before licking the bottom of your tummy. "I love putting my cock so deep inside you it reaches all~the way~ to here~" he grinned as he inched his fingers from your clit to your stomach as he spoke. The sensation rang shivers down your spine. He left a hickey on your stomach. "Don't say anything bad about your body again. Your beautiful from head to toe," he grinned after looking at the hickey he left on your stomach.

🍒minho🍒

You loved the way the face off and cowgirl position felt in your body. The way Minhos dick would hit all the BEST places this way. So deep inside you but...there was one probably. You felt awkward when you'd bounce on him. Your body would jiggle in a way that made you feel weird and you didn't want your boyfriend seeing you like that so you stopped doing these positions.

That was until today when Minho was spoiling the shit out of you. Sexually speaking. Touching you wherever you want, no teasing, no edging, just doing whatever you please. He knew that you came a lot whenever the two of you did the face-off position so he propped you up on your knees and he prepped himself to go inside you. It took you a moment to realize what he was doing but when it clicked you knew you needed to say something.

"Ah, Minho?" You said softly and he looked up at you as sweat dripped from his forehead. "Could we uhm...not do this position?" You blushed as he sat you on his lap to talk to you.

"Why? I thought you loved this position?" He seemed concerned. He knew you loved this position almost more than anything but you suddenly didn't want to do it?

"I do-" you started and he instantly picked you back up by your waist again.

"Good then let's get you on my dick," he said as he positioned you but you shook your head. He set you back down on his thigh again and raised a brow at you. "Why?"

"Because it's embarrassing!" You admitted with red cheeks. He looked confused and wiped some sweat off his head.

"Why?" He asked again with a tilt of his head.

"It's just...when I like bounce," you tried to explain without making it awkward but Minho didn't seem to care either way. "The way my body moves is unappealing. I don't want you to see me like that," you explained, and Minho frowned. He shook his head with a tsk tsk before picking you up again.

"Just sit on me already," he growled and placed you on his cock. You jumped and covered your mouth, your body curling into his.

"B-But it's..." you tried to explain but you already wanted to cum at the feeling of his veins deep inside you. Hitting all the sweet spots.

"I don't care. All I care about is that this position makes you cum everywhere and moan like it's the only thing you know how to do," he said sternly and it made your heart flutter. His hands guided you up and down his length and you could feel your tits bouncing. You wanted to hide in embarrassment but it all felt so good. Minhos hand latched onto one of your tits and he grabbed it harshly. You whimpered softly. "Good girl~" he whispered in your ear.

💫Changbin💫

You knew how much Changbin loved receiving blow jobs but every time you finished you felt like you did a bad job of it. Due to your terrible gag reflex, you never got more than 3/4 of his cock into your mouth. Even then you still didn't do a "good job" despite Binnie telling you that.

You found yourself in the same position as usual. On your knees with Changbin a hard mess in front of you. You decided to finally address your feelings towards blow jobs.

"Changbin?" You said with glistening eyes as you looked up at him. You could see in his eyes that his heart skipped a beat in that moment.

"Y-Yeah?" He said with red cheeks.

"I know say you like it when I do this but...do you honestly like it?" You blushed as you rubbed his muscular thighs.

"Obviously why?" He seemed confused by your question.

"I just feel like I'm not good at giving oral..." you explained and he instantly shook his head.

"No of course not. Your mouth feels like heaven. I know you can't uhm fit it all in your mouth but that doesn't matter!" He said as he put his hands through your hair. "If anything it's better," he admits with a blush. You look confused.

"Better?" You ask.

"It's like your constantly edging me and god," he grinned as he put a hand over his eyes and threw his head back. You chuckled and finally agreed that he did like it when you gave him blow jobs.

"Okay fine, you've convinced me," you chuckled and Changbin smiled.

"Good!" He said happily before moaning at the feeling of your lips sliding up his length.

🥿Hyunjin🥿

You watched carefully as Hyunjin put his tip against your opening.

"You ready?" He asked softly but with a sense of anticipation. You nodded and waited eagerly. He pushed himself into you slowly. He groaned. "You're so fucking tight," he said in a raspy voice as he clenched his fists on the sheets and the words rang in your ears. He finally pushed all the way into your core and you couldn't help but ask him a simple question as he waited for you to adjust to his size.

"You think?" You said softly as you wrapped your hands around his neck.

"What?" He responded with a little confusion.

"You said I was tight...is that true?" You asked and Hyunjin chuckled and hung his head down.

"Yes...I was worried if I'd actually fit," he chuckled embarrassingly. Hyunjin let go of the sheets and ran his fingers through your hair.

"My ex used to complain that I wasn't tight..." you thought aloud. Hyunjin was taken aback.

"What?" He sounded surprised. "How is that even possible? I can hardly move you're so tight," Hyunjin groaned.

"I don't know but he'd say it a lot," you admitted and hyunjin gritted his teeth.

"He must've just had a small dick," he smirked before slamming his hips back into you. You jumped and grabbed his bare back. Your nails leaving marks.

💄Han💄

You were pinned against the wall by a hungry Han. His eyes burned with desire and eagerness. Han smirked and slid his hand down to your soaked cunt. He unbuttoned your jeans and you felt worried as he pulled down the zipper slowly. He rubbed his thumb on your panties through the small gap in your jeans. He pulled down your jeans to find a splotch of liquid on your panties. He chuckled.

"So wet," he grinned before hooking his finger on the waistband of your panties.

"Wait! Jisung I haven't..." you blurted and Han looked shocked. "I haven't shaved in a while," you admitted with pink cheeks as you held his wrist.

"Okay...and?" He said before continuing to undress you.

"Wait! You don't understand. It's really bad..." you said again hoping to convince him not to look.

"Baby...listen I don't care if you've shaved or not. My main concern right now is making you cum all over the floor and my hands and mouth. Relax baby," he said as he finally took off your panties. You nodded your head and let him do his thing. He slid two fingers into you out of nowhere and you jumped with a moan. "See, now that's not so bad is it~?"

🏁Felix🏁

You were changing in your room and deciding on an outfit. You had an outfit planned prior but turns out your bra strap was broken so you went to grab a new one. That's when Felix walked in your entire body on full display. You jumped and went to cover yourself, your cheeks felt like they were about to catch fire.

"Don't act so shy," Felix laughs "it's not like I haven't seen you naked before," he says as he shuts the door and lays on your bed, stomach down.

"I-I know but...it's different," you explain before throwing a shirt on.

"Different how?" He hummed as he watched you sit next to him, your baggy shirt barely covering your thighs. He watched your legs as you sat down.

"Well I feel like in the heat of the moment you don't...don't really care. All that's on your mind is uh feeling pleasure," you explain shyly, afraid of what he'll say next. He raises an eyebrow at you with an unamused look that secretly makes your stomach soar. "You know like you're not paying attention to how my body looks when in the moment but in situations like this you look at my body more attentively and notice all the...flaws," you continue. He stares at you like you are some kind of prey. His hand slides up your thigh.

"You think I don't stare at every inch of your body in pure adoration every time I see you?" He said as he got closer to you. "If I had it my way you'd be naked all the time just so I could see every inch of your body every time we meet," he said in his deep voice with his face only centimeters away from yours. "You understand baby~?" He asked seductively. You nodded your head slowly as you looked him in the eyes. "Use your words pretty girl," he teased as he rubbed your cheek softly.

"I understand," you croaked through your tight throat.

"Good girl," he smirked before kissing your jaw.

🪞SEUNGMIN🪞

"What do you think, black dress or red?" You ask as you hold up two dresses, rotating them on your body as you speak.

"I think the red one makes you look sexy but the black one makes you look professional," Seungmin replied as he sat on your bed watching you get ready.

"Okay, so...black," you decided as you gave seungmin the red one.

"Why did you have to think about that for so long hm?" Seungmin rose an eyebrow. "You trying to seduce your boss or something," he teased as he crossed his arms.

"What? No!" You said as you took off your shirt and put on the dress. You adjusted it accordingly before applying your makeup. Seungmin checked the time before sighing.

"I've been ready for like...half an hour. Are you almost done?" He asked as you applied more eyeliner.

"Yes, I just need-" you said before accidentally putting the eyeliner in your eye. It stung and you cursed. "Shit!" You said before setting down the eyeliner. Tears streamed down your cheek as the black liquid poured out of your eye. Seungmin rushed over and wiped the tears from your eyes.

"Keep blinking, just like that," he comforted you as you continued to blink, the eyeliner getting on the sleeve of his dress shirt. You finally got all of the eyeliner out of your eye and checked yourself in the mirror.

"Crap now I have to redo it!" You said as you panicked. You were already behind and now you had to restart. You were frustrated and stressed, more tears threatened to pour out of your eyes.

"Hey, hey, baby, listen. We don't have a ton of time left to get ready and you don't need all this make up baby," he said as he stroked your hair. "A little bit of makeup is okay. I know you're insecure about some of your facial features but this is a business party alright?" He explained before swinging behind you to look at you through the mirror. "Some lipstick maybe some eyeshadow and your beautiful smile is all you need," he smiled as he ran his hands through your hair.

🧋JEONGIN🧋

You had found Jeongin newest weakness. His nipples are super sensitive and you had been messing with him for a while. Toying and licking them while he just whimpers beneath you helplessly. Finally, he had enough of it and pinned you down to the bed. You looked up at him shocked. He pouted before going to unclip your bra.

"Wait-" you put a hand up on his chest. He paused and listened to you. "If your doing what I think you are uhm..." you blushed and looked away from him.

"I was going to give you some payback for teasing my nipples," he pouted before going to unclip your bra again.

"I'm just really shy about my...boobs," you explained and his face went from pouty to surprised.

"Why?" He said really confused. "Sorry- I didn't mean it like that," he chuckled awkwardly but you just laughed at him.

"They just have weird marks on them and they're kinda small," you shrugged and Jeongin looked at you unimpressed.

"Small? This is small?" He said as he grabbed one of your breasts in his hand. You moaned softly at the sudden action.

"W-Well," you stuttered, you really didn't have a good excuse. Jeongin shook his head.

"Baby, all I want is for you to feel good. I'm not going to judge your body at all. You know how much I love you and your body," he explained with a soft smile as he let go. He finally unclipped your bra and stared in awe. His hand crept up your chest and squeezed your breast lightly. "So soft..." he murmured like he was in a trance. Jeongin sat his head down on your chest. "Forget about payback, I may just take a nap here," he chuckled cheekily.

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wontune · 5 months

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✰ ゙ Jeongin [ Stray Kids ] lockscreens ‹‹

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changbinlov3r · 28 days

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College jock | Y.J.

Pairing: I.N. x afab!reader

Genre: fluff, smut

Words count: 791

THIS AND ALL MY CONTENTS ARE +18, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!!

A/N: okay, why the hell did I stumble upon these pictures and jock Jeongin was the first thing that came to my mind? Like, my boy is looking good asf

College jock Jeongin who's not interested in anything but football, if he could he would stay training on the field all day.

College jock Jeongin who's forced to go to classes just so he won't bomb on all the subjects and get taken out of the team.

College jock Jeongin who sees you in social studies class, totally concentrated in something he doesn't give a fuck about.

College jock Jeongin who, for the first time, is interested in something other than football, that something being you.

College jock Jeongin who doesn't struggle so much to wake up to go to classes anymore, knowing he'll get to see you.

College jock Jeongin who scoffs at his friends when they say you always reject anyone that tries to hit on you, not believing you can resist him.

College jock Jeongin who's shocked when you tell him you're not interested in going out with anyone, much less someone like him.

College jock Jeongin who makes his new goal to actually woo you and his first win is when he manages to get your number from someone in your class.

College jock Jeongin who texts you first thing in the morning, a picture of himself in the mirror asking you if he should wear those clothes.

College jock Jeongin who gets upset that you don't answer him but at least you don't block him.

College jock Jeongin who reminds you to eat and drink water, who texts you good morning, good night and asks how your day is going.

College jock Jeongin who feels too happy about the smile you give him in the mornings when you see him in class.

College jock Jeongin who feels strangely attracted to you — someone who rejected him, every time you're in the same place as him, his eyes following you like a magnet.

College jock Jeongin who asks you out one more time, expecting a no again but being surprised by a positive answer.

College jock Jeongin who takes you to dinner in a nice restaurant, makes jokes just to hear your sweet laugh and feels so much more enchanted by you as he walks you to your door.

College jock Jeongin who leans closer to kiss you on the cheek but receives a peck on the lips followed by you hiding your face behind your hands while you give him goodnight.

College jock Jeongin who feels his heart beating like a hammer in his chest, even though it was just a peck on the lips, just like that he knows he's whipped.

College jock Jeongin who asks you to be his girlfriend one week after going out with you for the first time, not able to hold back anymore and confessing to you.

College jock Jeongin who proudly walks down the college halls, holding your hand and showing everyone he managed to get the girl.

College jock Jeongin who's so nervous the first time he meets your parents, shakily giving your father a handshake and flowers to your mother.

College jock Jeongin who enchants your family the same way you did to him, making them love him and seizing the opportunity to ask for a picture of you when your family is showing him your childhood photo albums.

College jock Jeongin who convinces your parents to let you two sleep in the same room, smiling brightly at them with his innocent face and making them believe he wouldn't do anything disrespectful in your childhood room.

College jock Jeongin who makes you dry hump on him, feeling your warmth hugging his covered cock while he covers your mouth telling you to keep quiet so your family won't hear you.

College jock Jeongin who doesn't like when other men approach you, coming around and sliding his arm possessively around you.

College jock Jeongin who makes you suck him off in the locker room, at the risk of anyone coming in, just because he needs you to reassure him that he's the only one you want.

College jock Jeongin who took his time before you two had your first time, making it romantic so you'll never forget about that night. He has to hold himself back as he fucks you nice and slowly, listening to your muffled moans like it's music to his ears.

College jock Jeongin who eats you out after he came inside you, tasting himself and drunkenly enjoying the juices that come out of your cunt, even though you're telling him you can't take it anymore.

College jock Jeongin who calls you in the middle of the class just so he can fuck you behind the bleachers while his team is training and suddenly football is not as important to him anymore now that he has you.

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taetr4ck · 3 months

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SKZ AS YOUR DOORDASHER TEXTS !

stray kids x reader, no warnings — crack

a/n : i saw that one doordasher texts I FORGOT WHERE THEYRE FROM BUT THEY GOT ME LAUGHING FOR THE WHOLE HOUR LMFAOOOOOOOOO THEYRE SO RIDICULOUSLY FUNNY ICB (nct ver here LOL) (also seungmin’s and felix’s aren’t mine!)

⋆ taetr4ck, est may 2023. / requests open

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catiuskaa · 3 months

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bread bites —bf!jeongin thoughts.

A/N: the bf!thoughts series is finished! I’m so happy I could finish it. I had so much fun coming up with these lil scenarios. Feel free to check them all out, they’re all linked in my masterlist!

(ps: he’s just ethereally beautiful. Like. I can’t.)

jeongin, who hasn’t realized just yet the little habit that he picked up because of you.

jeongin, who’s known to be quite shy and not too fond of long, dramatic skinship.

jeongin, who falls helplessly in love with you, and sheepishly struggles, not knowing how to show it through actions.

jeongin, who one day was cooking with you an easy pasta recipe for lunch, and feels a dented shape graze his shoulder.

jeongin, who blushes, equally confused and flustered, because, well, you quite literally just bit him.

jeongin, who one day finds himself sheepishly biting your finger when you lovingly —and teasingly— stroke his cheeks like the smol smol baby he is.

jeongin, who goes absolutely bananas the moment he bites your cheek.

jeongin, who can feel you blush in the midst of pecks and kisses he gives you between soft bites.

jeongin, who has to tackle you to the couch as you giggle and squirm in his hold. “Jagi, your breath stinks!” You let out jokingly, faking disgusted sounds as you laugh.

jeongin, who tenderly grazes your soft and plush and so so cute cheekies with his teeth, careful not to bite too hard.

jeongin, who can bluntly start chasing you around the house just to bite your cheek. “C’mon! Don’t you love me, yeobo?!” He’d chant dramatically with loud cackles behind.

jeongin, who engulfes you in a bear hug. “That’s right. Right where I wanted you,” he snickers as he mimics shark-like bites, sound effects included as you giggle and squirm again, not actually trying to escape.

jeongin, who at first struggled to show you love, but now makes sure to let you know gently.

…nom nom nom <3

~Kats, who’s sick with an extreme case of cuteness agression because: nom nom nom.

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bahablastplz · 25 days

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SKZ as types of doms

Pairings: OT8 x Reader CW: Straight up smut, degredation, use of ‘slut’, p in v sex, etc.

Bang Chan - Daddy/Sadist

I know everybody sees Chan as a daddy dom and I genuinely agree with this

He would genuinely get off on your neediness and how bad you want him, and he would really feed off of being in control

He would be a sadist in the sense that he loves getting you overly worked up, drinking up all of your moans and whines for him

He loves watching you have tears in your eyes, begging for him on the verge of your orgasms

He would be so cocky about it too

“Hmm? Tell me what you want, baby. Go ahead, use your words.”

“Daddy please,” you cry out for him. “Need you so bad. Please–” “You want to cum on my cock, baby?” He coos at you, teasing your clit with his thumb. You’re pliant for him, worked up from hours of teasing and edging. “Look at my girl, so needy and desperate.” You cry out for him as he finally gives you what you’d been asking for, delivering with a mixture of praise and degradation.

“Feel so good… fuck, such a needy slut for me. Go on, tell me who’s making you feel this good, then maybe I’ll let you cum, yeah?”

He would also be *so* into the aftercare part of things. He’s such a natural caretaker, it’s in his bones.

He would give you so much praise and reassurance after, as well as cuddles. He would be SO into skinship, especially if he was rough with you.

“You’re mine. You know that, right? I love you so much.”

Lee Know - Brat tamer

One thing about your relationship with Lee Know is that you really like pushing the limits with him, seeing how far you can go or how much you can push him until he reaches his limits

It provides a thrill for both of you, like a cat and mouse game.

He really likes having the control over you, both of you knowing that when you go too far, he will be the one to put you back in your place

When he tries to give you a warning, it’s through a sharp glare, silent exchanges, or a small smirk or shake of his head

If you continue to act up, he says things like, “You’re playing with fire,” or “You know what you’re getting yourself into.” Sometimes he says it with a strong grip on your thigh, eyes staring straight ahead and lips pursed together so you don’t know how much it’s bothering him.

“I gave you three chances, doll, and you still decided to act up. You know the rules, but you just had to go and act like a needy slut, didn’t you?” He spits his words with a tight grip in your hair, right at your scalp with eyes that bore into yours, giving you no room to run from his punishment. “On the bed, now. Ass up. You’re going to take what I give you. Are we clear?”

Loves punishing you just as much as you love to be punished

His favorite thing would be spanking you, with his bare hands or with a paddle, having you count them out for him. He’s just happy he gets a view of your ass, and when he’s done with you it’s pretty shades of red and purple, and he smirks because *he did that to you*

Changbin - Pleasure dom (Soft dom)

Changbin would be the type of dom who wouldn’t ever be able to really follow through with his threats.

He sort of just expects you to be good for him and follow his rules and you do.

“Fuck, you’ve been teasing me all day, baby,” he says with a grunt. “So bad. I should, fuck… I should really punish you.” His words hold no force behind it, and you can tell by the way that his lips are already on your neck or the way that his hands dig into your hips that he’s just as needy as you are.

“Gonna make you feel so good… Gonna split you open on my cock, babe.”

The most he does in terms of punishment is heavily overstimulates you, but it’s because he literally thrives off of seeing you come apart for him. He LOVES giving more than receiving, which means he’ll have you come apart for him several times… on his tongue, his thighs, his abs, his fingers… far before he even thinks about fucking you into oblivion

He loves it when your brain turns to mush and you’re babbling, spewing nonsense about how he just makes you feel so good and you’re all his

He loves teasing you and making you use your words while he’s cock-deep inside of you, stilling until he gets what he wants out of you. The more vocal you are, the more you get rewarded and he watches you fall apart

He will always hold out his orgasm for yours, fucking you through it for as long as you need… And usually the sight of you cumming all over his cock does it for him.

Hyunjin - Rope top

Hyunjin almost sees having sex with you as a form of art in and of itself

He would totally be into different rope arts and accessories, loving the way that they look on your skin

He would spend so much time just getting you ready for the act and be so gentle about it, the way his fingers trace across your skin as he secures the rope and ties the knots, giving it a gentle tug and analyzing it to make sure it’s to both of your likings

You would be so worked up before you even started doing anything

His favorite part about restricting you is that you are utterly helpless, forced to take what he has to give

He would be *so* attentive, he would know your body and just what buttons to hit more than you know

“You’re doing so good for me, love. You look so pretty all tied up for me,” he says. His fingers glide over your skin, rubbing against your nipples in circles and watching your face contort in pleasure as he gives them a slight tug. You arch your back as far as the restraints allow, and he smiles at how you get so breathless and needy for him.

He would talk and coax you through your orgasms, so sickly sweet and stroking your thighs or your arms as you shake around him

He knows your limits better than you do and he gives you *just* what you can take each time.

“There you go. Look at you. You did such a great job taking it. Come on baby, you can do another. Just one more.”

Han - Pleasure dom

Han would get so so turned on by any noises you make

Like, he would beg to eat you out and this man would be able to spend hours between your thighs, and he would be so desperate for it too

“Please, baby, let me taste your pretty pussy, please. Squeeze your thighs around my head, just like that, yeah…”

He will ask you to sit on his face and if you actually let him, this man is a goner

You know he’s really enjoying it by the sounds *he* makes when you finally let go and put your full pressure onto him, grinding onto his face and using him like a toy…

If you look you would see he’s bucking his hips up into the air, so happy that he’s the one that’s making you feel like this. He will totally make you cum at least four times until you’re sensitive and overstimulated

“You can do one more, can’t you? Yeah, you can… You’re so good for me, so pretty for me, baby. Let me make you cum on my cock just once, please. I promise it’ll feel good.”

His hands would be all over your body, knowing exactly which spots bring the breathiest moans out of you. As he fucks into you hard and desperate with reckless abandon, he’s somehow still working you up and turning your pain into pleasure

Felix - Soft dom

Felix would be a soft dom in the sense that he loves teasing you, getting you absolutely flustered

“You want me to touch you?” He asks, mocking innocence. “But I am touching you. Or are you wanting more? Go on, use your words.”

He would go insane on the praise with you, loving your little moans and vocalizations and he would just have to let you know

“You sound so pretty for me. You can be loud, tell me, am I making you feel good?”

This man loves it when you ride him, bouncing on his cock desperately as your hands run through his hair and on his chest, but he loves the intimacy of it because he can see your face and see how good you’re feeling… and so that he can get a good grip on your tits, running his fingers softly over your nipples to provide that extra stimulation, watching as your movements start to get sporadic

“Shit, you’re doing such a good job riding me, baby. Making me feel so good. You getting tired? Here, let me help. Shhhh jagiya, I got you.”

He would snap his hips up into you and the sounds would just be lewd, the sound of wet skin on skin and your moans and his soft pants

Like this, his hands underneath your thighs and you hoisted up, you can’t move so you’re just forced to take what he has to give

He’s so attuned to your body that you don’t have to warn him when you’re close, he can tell by the way you’re squeezing him and your breathing hitches, so he just coaxes you right through it

“You got it, there you go, fuck, clenching around me so good. You were made to take me. You did such a good job angel. I’m so close, you can take it. You’re being so good for me.”

Seungmin - Service/Reaction-seeking sadist

Once Seungmin finds that you’re into pain, it’s over for you

I think he would start out with a hand around your throat, lightly, barely squeezing, but seeing the way that you react to this brings out a different beast in him

This man would love seeing you cry for him

Anything he can do to get a reaction out of you is what he gets off on, and even more so if you try to act like what he’s doing isn’t affecting you; he likes to play with you and whine you up until you snap, needy, desperate and crying for him

“You like it when I choke you? No? Then why are you smiling, jagiya? Should I squeeze tighter, just to see?”

This man would *love* edging you. You’re on the brink of an orgasm and still trying to act like he’s not affecting you? Watch him rip that away from you. He’ll do it again and again until you’re writhing and begging for him, tears streaming down your face. You both love it though, it’s just a game to see how long it takes to get you to break.

“Are you done pretending? If you could stop being such a brat and just beg for it like the needy slut you are, you’ll get what you want,” he coos. And you do, pent up after being denied an orgasm for the fifth or sixth time? You’ve lost track. And he’s mean and slow with it too, teasing your entrance with his tip and watching you try to buck your hips into him, desperate for friction. When he finally sinks into you he wipes your tears away once, waiting for you to look into his eyes with your watery ones before he fucks you deep and hard like you crave.

I.N. - Primal/Sadist

Innie would be so desperate for you that he almost doesn’t realize at first just how rough he can be

We’re talking biting, scratching…

He would fuck you from behind with a hand wound tightly in your hair, pulling you up against him. All sorts of noises would come out of his mouth that sound like grunts and low moans. A hand grabs tightly at your hip, fingernails slightly embedded in your skin as he ruts himself into you hard, over and over. Hips smack against hips and skin smacks against skin.

He loves marking you. Something about seeing you covered in hickeys and bruises that he perfectly created on your skin drives him crazy.

“So pretty f’me,” he says as he sucks a particularly dark bruise into your inner thigh, soothing it with his tongue. “Love seeing you like this, letting everybody know that you’re all mine.”

If you cry for him in pleasure he gets off on that–his brain literally short circuits. Especially if you tell him how good he’s making you feel.

He’s making you feel so good that you’re crying? He can’t even comprehend but he knows he wants to do it again.

“Fuck, fuck…” he says. “You feel so good.” His hips smack into yours hard and he’s chasing his own pleasure, not caring about silencing his noises. If your higher-pitched moans get mixed in with his it drives him nuts, and he would do anything to get you to keep making those pretty sounds for him. As he’s about to cum he bites into your shoulder, not hard but enough to leave a mark, and when you moan from underneath him that’s all it takes for him to come undone.

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mjngs · 1 month

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͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏𝗂'𝗆 ͏ ͏ 𝗎𝗉 ͏ ͏ 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗏𝖾 ͏ ͏ 𝗍𝗁𝖾 ͏ ͏ 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽, ͏ ͏ 𝗌𝗈 ͏ ͏ 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁, ͏ ͏𝗂 ͏ ͏' ͏ ͏𝗅𝗅 ͏ ͏ 𝖻𝖾 ͏ ͏ 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 ͏ ͏ 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 ͏ ͏ 𝖽𝖺𝗒 ͏ ͏ 𝖺𝗇𝖽 ͏ ͏ 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍

͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ 𝗌-𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌 ( 5𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋 )

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hotteoki · 10 months

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calling bf skz 'bro'

pairing: ot8 skz x reader (no pronouns used except in jeongin's one (reader is referred to as gf))

genre: fluff, text, crack, humour

cw: /

notes: sorry if some of these are a little ooc i made this spontaneously at 5AM last night

taglist [open] - @weird-bookworm @junebug032

chan (방찬) + minho (민호)

changbin (창빈) + hyunjin (현진)

jisung (지성) + felix (용복)

seungmin (승민) + jeongin (정인)

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diddybok · 9 months

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Request: Skz accidentally finding out one of reader’s kinks… could be a drabble or text! <3

oh my god…yes. happy birthday to me😌

18+ below the cut peeps

all characters depicted in my writing are from my own imagination and do NOT in anyway represent nor reflect the people in real life :)

➩pairing: hyung line x gn!reader

➩genre(s): smut

➩warnings: swearing, unprotected sex, kinks: hair pulling, spit, choking, humiliation. penetration (not specified what hole. this one is for all the delulus out there)

➩author’s note: yeah, smut. just nasty smut. mAy have gotten carried away with this. mAy have had some revelations. mAy be chronically down bad for hyunjin after this…and EYE wrote it.

➩part(s): next

chris | hair pulling | 0.9k (955) words

You were laying on the bed next to Chris. You watching the newest installment of the Bridgerton series, and he playing Pokemon Go. Your friends and the boys constantly tease the two of you saying that you act like a couple when really you aren’t. Chris gets annoyed, much more than he likes to admit, at the constant allegation. However, you don’t pay it any mind. If anything you add fuel to the fire.

Ping…ping…ping

You groan loudly and press pause on your show.

“If you could be so kind to turn the ringer on your phone off? I’m trying to watch a sexy scene and your pinging is taking me out the moment!” You say turning your attention to Chris, his eyes still glued to the screen.

He just hums in response but makes no move to flip the switch on the side of his phone.

Ping…ping…ping

He chuckles lowly before swiping the notification up to continue his battle. You crawl over to him and snatch his phone from his hand. It seems you will have to see for yourself just who is blowing up his phone.

“Y/n give it back!” He reaches over to grab the phone but you turn your whole body away from him, laughing as you curl up tightly trying to read the notifications.

“My my my, who is Aaliyah?” You gasp dramatically. “I miss you so much baby, can’t wait ‘til I can see you again, need you bad Channie” You mimic in a high pitched voice.

“Y/n I’m serious just give it back!” He growls. It has now turned into a scramble of sorts. You underneath, curled up in a foetal position. Him, on top as he tries to pry your body open to retrieve his phone.

Chris accidentally releases his grasp on you and in that moment you roll from underneath him. Planning to escape out of his room, you hastily make a move to climb off the bed.

It all happened so quickly. The grab. The noise. The drop of the phone. The awkward silence.

In your attempt to flee, Chris had grabbed you by your hair and yanked you back. You could have wailed, could have screamed, but you did neither. No, what you did was far worse.

You had released a guttural moan.

You. Moaning because Chris pulled your hair.

Neither of you dared to speak, nor look each other in the eyes. You were embarrassed to say the least. Your best friend had just discovered that you have a hair pulling kink. He on the other hand took one too many deep breaths to calm himself. He has never heard you make a noise like that before. Much less because of him.

“I, ahem- your phone. I’m sorry…you can have it back.” You say keeping your eyes glued to his bedsheets as you slide the phone over to his leg.

You go to retract your hand quickly so that you can go get a glass of water to cool yourself down. He grabs your wrist almost instantaneously. Not letting you get far at all.

“Look at me.” He demands. You do as he says, slowly bringing your eyes to meet his. You don’t have to look down at his chest to detect the way it rises and falls heavily.

He gently runs his hand all the way up your arm, an agenda clearly on his mind. You’re frozen in place as you feel his hand creep to the nape of your neck, his fingers spreading wide as they make their way into your hair.

Without warning, he tugs your head back harshly causing another involuntary moan to fall from your lips. A soft gasp is released from Chris, clearly enjoying the way you react to the action.

You guess that’s how you found yourself in this predicament. Knees no doubt bruising as you take Chris’ cock repeatedly down the depths of your throat.

His hand was embedded deeply into your hair, gripping it tight and using it as a leverage to fuck himself into your mouth.

“Fuck~ just like that Y/n. Mm, m’gonna use you as my personal fuck toy. Forget all the other girls I see. Just pull your hair whenever I need you huh? I don’t know why I didn’t think about it earlier.” Chris says more to himself than to you, releasing a small whine.

The picture that this will leave in your mind is sure to be one that will fog your brain for the next couple of months at least. You never really thought about Chris in this way. Perhaps in the beginning stages of your friendship, but it quickly went away when you found out he was a manwhore.

Nothing wrong with that of course, you never had any reason to judge him for it. But god if this is what you were missing. You most definitely would not mind being his personal fuck toy. Platonically of course…

Your eyes are currently watering, as you gag and swallow. Making Chris grip your hair tighter making you moan. That was the breaking point for him as he unloads into your mouth. Not giving you any chance to waste a single drop.

He releases his hold on you, slowly pulling out of your mouth before slapping the tip on your cheek a couple times.

You look up at him, your glossed over eyes making him coo at you as he strokes your head softly.

“I hope your head isn’t too sore yet, ‘cause I’m gonna use it to fuck you back onto my cock, okay?” Chris says with a devilish smile.

Forget the sexy scene on television, you’re currently living in the sexiest one of all!

minho | spit | 0.6k (673) words

You and Minho are getting ready for bed after a long day of camping activities. You’re going back home from Korea tomorrow night so you wanted to spend as much time with your best friend as you could.

Even if that meant agreeing to do whatever he says for the last few days you shared together. Surprisingly, it was a lot of fun. You went fishing and caught a fish. You learnt how to build a campfire from scratch. Went kayaking and almost tipped it over. Let Minho spit in your mouth—

Wait, what?

You shake your head to come back to reality. Minho swirls water around in his mouth before spitting it out into the sink.

He wipes his mouth as he looks up at you, your gaze seemingly transfixed onto his mouth.

He still tastes the toothpaste in his mouth so he leans back over the sink about to spit, but then he looks up at you. Holding your unwavering gaze.

He spits slowly, the saliva descending down into the sink. As it disconnects, he licks his bottom lip smirking at you.

You watched the whole ordeal, obviously. Which explains why you suddenly squeeze your thighs, shifting from one foot to another.

“Either I’m living in a dream right now, or you, Y/n, are simply filthy.”

“Huh?” You say blinking rapidly.

“Huh? Huh?” He mocks, walking over to you.

What is wrong with you? Snap out of it! That is your best friend, you definitely should not be thinking about him spitting in your mouth as you get pounded by his dick.

“I can practically hear your thoughts. That or you’re speaking aloud.” He smirks, now inches away from your face.

It seems you finally regain consciousness as your hands claw at the sheets. Minho pummels you from behind at a relentless pace, making you drool.

You hear him chuckle, his hand falling beneath your chin to catch any saliva before bringing it up to smear on your mouth.

His hand moves to the underside of your jaw, forcing your head back. Your view of him now upside down as he doesn’t slow the pace.

“Are you gonna admit that you’re a filthy little slut who likes spit?” He teases, smiling down at you.

You can only mewl in response, he’s got you going dumb and he certainly enjoys it.

Bringing his hand up to your cheeks, he squeezes gently. Getting you to open your mouth. You do, even going as far to stick your tongue out.

“Oh look how obedient you are.” He spits into your mouth. His hold on your jaw releases as he moves that hand to cup your chest, hoisting you up so your back, though arched, is against his chest.

He fucks up into you. The sound of skin slapping against skin and both of your moans fill the tent. Those other poor people are no doubt just trying to enjoy their family camping trip, and here comes the two of you; unapologetically loud as shit.

“M-Minho…m’close.” You whine. He just chuckles in response, stroking that sweet spot inside of you to push you over the edge.

It isn’t long before you’re quivering on him, your body already becoming limp as your eyes roll into the back of your head reaching that sweet release. Before you can lavish in the feeling, you’re pulled off of him and he guides your head back to his pelvis.

“You’re gonna swallow every last drop I give you m’kay? No spitting this out sweetheart.” Minho says as he moans. Pumping himself faster as he unloads his seed into your mouth which you gladly swallow.

He uses the tip of his cock to smear any remnants of his climax on your lips. He smiles down at you, praising you for doing such a good job whilst also saying how dirty you are.

This will certainly make your relationship with him all the more questionable. Let’s hope it won’t be the only thing that clouds your mind on the flight home!

changbin | choking | 0.8k (898) words

You and Changbin are in the park having a cutesy little picnic. You may or may not have forced him to come with you since your other friends cancelled at the last minute and you had prepared so much. It’s good that you and Changbin are so alike because neither of you like to waste any food.

You have both been snacking on some grapes, when you look down and see there is only one left on the vine. Quickly whilst his attention was elsewhere, you pluck the grape from its vine.

You turn your head as you go to put the grape into your mouth, but a firm hand on your wrist stops you.

“You swear you’re like a ninja.” Changbin laughs as you turn to look at him with squinted eyes. He just shakes his head, his other hand held out awaiting the grape.

You look at his hand, the grape, his hand again and then back up to his face.

“If you think I’m giving you this grape, then you are surely mistaken.” You say, you’re tone curt.

Changbin looks at you, before shaking his head overzealously. You look at him confused.

“Why are you shaking your head at me?”

“Sorely.”

“What?”

“You said surely mistaken. It’s sorely mistaken, doofus.” He says before bursting out into a fit of laughter.

You look momentarily taken aback, a quiet ‘oh’ coming out of your mouth before you look at Changbin’s laughing state.

“For that, I’m taking the grape.” He says, plucking the grape from your hand and putting it in his mouth. He starts to chew it teasingly in your face, closing his eyes as he does so.

Successfully irked, you lunge towards him from your seated position. Unfortunately for your lacklustre skills, he easily manoeuvres you so that your back is against his chest as his bicep and forearm enclose your throat.

He squeezes playfully, well aware that the two of you are in public.

“Nice try, munchkin. You’re gonna have to be faster than that.” Changbin gloats.

You bring your hands up to hold his arm, your hands barely able to enclose his whole forearm. You try to pry his arm off but it’s to no avail as he doesn’t budge.

He squeezes tighter, his mouth moving closer to your ears.

“You know I’m not even trying right?” He teasingly whispers into your ear.

“Bin unhand me.” You plead.

“What, you’ve given up already?”

“If you squeeze my throat any tighter, I am not responsible for the…sounds that will come out of me.” You say tapping his forearm.

Changbin’s eyes widen slightly as he realises what you meant. He releases you and you crawl back to the other side of the picnic blanket, fixing your outfit and your hair, pretending like you didn’t say what you just said.

“You mean to tell me that me choking you was turning you on?” He asks with genuinity.

You turn to him, shrugging a little. The way you act so nonchalant clearly has an effect on him as he tries not to get turned on himself.

It didn’t work, for either of you, as you find yourself in the back of his car sitting on his legs as his fingers pump viciously in and out of you.

“Shh, you gotta be quiet. Don’t want people to start getting suspicious.” Changbin speaks into your ear.

You do your best to be quiet, but you don’t trust yourself so you put a hand over your mouth.

“Fuck you’re gripping my fingers so tight. Mm I can’t wait to ruin you. ‘Cause I’m gonna. Yeah, fuck you clenched when I said that. Want me to ruin you, don’t you my sweet?” Changbin purrs.

Your other hand grips his thigh, the coil within the pit of your stomach starting to tighten. You remove your hand from your mouth as your breath starts to quicken, small whines being released here and there.

“Bin, I can’t hold it.” You whine.

“You don’t have to hold it sweetness. Come for me.” He says his hand going to your neck and pressing on the sides of your throat.

The restriction of air and the squeeze of his hand mixed with his fingers has you seeing stars. Your moan caught in your throat as you orgasm. The lack of air prolongs your release and unfortunately for Changbin, you make a mess all over the backseat of his car.

He smiles as he watches you get lost in the pleasure. He loosens his grip on your neck and relishes in your pants as you try to catch your breath.

“Well I’m going to need to deep clean my car, but it was so worth it.” Changbin says, rubbing you through your high and placing a soft kiss to the side of your head.

You move yourself off of his lap, momentarily looking out the window to see if there were any wanderers that got too curious. Taking a deep breath your eyes meet Changbin’s and he looks at you with a sweet, unwavering smile.

“What’s that look for?…”

“Oh nothing, just thinking about all the places m’gonna fuck you when we get back to mine.” Changbin says, his smile widening even more.

Oh wow, you’re in for a long night ahead of you. Better hope those grapes gave you enough energy for the rest of the day!

hyunjin | humiliation | 1.4k (1446) words

Hyunjin is teaching you part of his dance routine in the studio. You were bored, and teaching somebody helps him to recount the steps.

For the most part, you were able to keep up with him. Picking up the steps with ease until there was a particularly hard move.

You can see the frustration building on Hyunjin’s face as you keep messing up this step. The one he tried to teach you fifteen minutes ago…

“Y/n no. Lift your arm like this, this.” He says demonstrating the correct way to do it.

You copy the motion. You think that you are nailing it and that he is just being too pedantic which explains his elongated sigh.

“Hyunjin, I don't know what you think I’m doing wrong. I’m literally doing it the way you do it!” You say, now getting frustrated at him and his perfectionist ways.

He looks at you through the mirror, scoffing and doing the dance move how you did it. Clearly over-exaggerating the way you did it.

“Does that look right to you? No, it doesn’t. It’s not even a hard step Y/n and you’re struggling to do it.” He says, walking back over to the laptop to replay the song.

This is embarrassing. You should feel embarrassed. Yet you hide a smile. There’s something about the way Hyunjin gets riled up and then proceeds to belittle you for clearly not being a professional dancer like he is.

Ridiculous isn’t it?

“Okay let’s go from the top.” Hyunjin says, counting the both of you in.

The song plays and you both dance to the rhythm. Everything was going swell until you purposefully messed up a move that you know you have no trouble doing.

“Oh for fuck’s sake!”

You wish you could take a mental picture of Hyunjin’s scowl and print it out. He looks at you, almost pitiful as he turns down the music, his hands on his hip as his tongue pokes the inside of his cheek.

“What are you fucking inept or something? What’s going on? You don’t know your left from your rights? Hm? You need me to teach you the alphabet whilst we’re at it?” Hyunjin taunts, now walking towards you.

You say nothing, looking up at him with eyes as innocent as you can get them.

“Cat caught your tongue? Or have you just become so dumb that you can’t even speak anymore?” Hyunjin speaks lowly, backing you into the full length mirror.

He raises a single eyebrow at you, waiting for you to say something. He huffs out a laugh when he realises you’re not going to respond, but rather cower beneath him.

You really are spoiled aren’t you? It seems it is so because you got whatever you wanted from this. One moment he pinned you up against the wall, you shoving your tongue down his throat. Then he was shoving his dick down your throat. And now here you are, on all fours, forced to watch as he thrusts harshly into you from behind.

“This what you needed hm? You just needed to be fucked didn’t you. Naw, dumb baby’s just too stupid to ask for what they want so they decide to piss me off instead huh?” Hyunjin grunts landing a smack on your backside.

You moan embarrassingly loud, jolting forwards slightly as you feel the impact of his hand on your flesh.

The song plays in the background adding to the already sexual tension that is in the dance studio.

Hyunjin stops thrusting, looking at you in the mirror as you stumble a little. The rhythm of thrusts throwing you off as your hips stutter in their movement.

“You’re gonna fuck yourself on my dick to the beat of the song. See if you’re not completely useless. It would be wise not to piss me off further so if you do a good job, maybe I’ll be nice.” Hyunjin says crossing his arms.

You wait to see if he was bluffing, looking back at him only to be met with a raise of his eyebrow. You turn back around, meeting his gaze in the mirror. You tune your ears to the song and start throwing it back to the beat. (y’all why this make me bust out laughing okay sorry continue.)

For the first two counts of eight, you were doing pretty well. Matching each beat with the sound of your bottom colliding with his pelvis. He watches you intently as if it were you dancing. He bites his lip, holding back his own moans.

The chorus of the song comes along and you miss a count. You try to catch up by speeding up your movements, but that just feels too good. Hyunjin tsks at you.

“You can’t even do this correctly. How embarrassing Y/n. Is there anything you can do without my help?” Hyunjin says shaking his head as he grabs both of your arms.

You clench around him at his words, making his tough exterior falter ever so slightly as he curses under his breath at the way you squeeze him so tightly.

He holds your arms like handles as he repeatedly slams you back onto him. Your eyes roll to the back of your head and then close tightly as he reaches deeper, continuously hitting that sweet spot inside.

“You better open your fuckin’ eyes and watch as you take what I give you.” He says, his tongue coming out to wet his lip as he smirks mischievously.

You flutter your eyes open, meeting his gaze in the mirror as your mouth hangs open releasing silent moans. Who knew that being humiliated would turn you on to the point it has? You watch his face contort into concentration. Sweat pouring down his face and falling onto your lower back.

“Hyune, just like that, please. I’m so close.” You whine.

He tilts his head, one of his hands releasing your wrist to reach beneath you and between your thighs, rubbing you quickly.

“Oh yeah? And you think you deserve it?” He teases.

You nod relentlessly, not even caring for his permission as you spasm around him as he lands a particularly powerful thrust.

As he watches you come undone on him he scoffs a laugh, shaking his head before chasing his own release.

“Mm, where’d you want it? Inside? So it drips down your thighs for everyone to see? Ah fuck, yeah I think so.” He says, small whines leaving his throat.

He pushes your body all the way down as he now lays on top of you, rutting into you. He lifts one leg up to ground him so he can reach deeper, the rocking motion overstimulating you as you convulse around him once more. You choke out a sob, tears starting to run down your face.

He catches your expression in the mirror, the tears streaming down and it sends him over the edge. With one final rock, he stills as his cock twitches deep inside of you. Painting your walls white deep inside.

He rests his forehead on the back of your head. Both of you spent as the sounds of heavy breathing and the song fill the room.

He slowly pulls out of you, both of you whining at the loss of the warmth. He rolls you over, placing a kiss to the underside of your jaw.

“Y/n? Are you still with me?” He asks, glancing over your face and down your body. He sees some of his cum trailing out of you and he uses his fingers to push it back in. Fixated on the way your hole envelopes his fingers so accommodatingly.

He only stops when he feels your hand push his chest and he chuckles lightly.

“You know you really don’t take orders well. I think I need to train you.” He says, brushing a stray hair out of your face as you finally open your eyes and look up at him.

He hums softly, admiring you before getting up and sorting himself out so that he is decent to the eyes of the public again.

“Get up. That wasn’t a reward, you’re going to just have to dance with my cum running down your legs now. The quicker you get the choreography, the quicker you’ll get to shower.” Hyunjin says walking over to the laptop and restarting the song.

He leaves you to get yourself up on wobbly arms and you smile to yourself. He should know by now that you most certainly do not put up without a fight.

Hopefully you don’t “accidentally” mess up any more of the moves and make him belittle you again…

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