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ipegchangbin · 2 months

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— boypussy!skz.

18+ only. minors do not interact.

sub!skz. dom!reader.

🏷️ boypussies, use of toys (a dildo machine and a cumming toy), breeding kink, oral (cunnilingus), pain kink (pussy biting), squirting.

— bang chan

chan is no stranger to having his cunt used. he loves it when you rub your skin against him just to tease, or slide toys in his tight and wet hole. considering how pretty his folds look and how huge his oversensitive clit is, it’s easy to get him on edge by just flicking your tongue against it. he especially loves it when you lock your lips around his clit, sucking on the bud, making him squirm and writhe under you.

“t-too good,” he’d whine, attempting to cage your head between his trembling thighs; it’s no use with the way your arms lock his legs down so you could concentrate. chan’s desperation to orgasm washes over him as you lap up at his sweet clit, taking your time to taste his juices in between flicks. the savory taste of his folds paired with the delicious whimpers only spur you on. you could eat him out for hours.

“y-y/n,” he stutters, “i’m close!” and he instinctively tries to push you away from his cunt, but your lips are attached to his aching clit and it feels so good. too good. chan’s head spins even more when you shove your fingers inside him and you clamp his clit in between your lips and tongue. chan creams all over you, embarrassed at how wet and sticky his cum is, but you eat it and show your tongue to his shy face.

“you’re so sensitive, channie.”

— minho

it’s no surprise that your favorite catboy has one hell of a pussy to play with. there’s something about his that screams addictive to you: maybe it’s the taste of it. he’s particularly sweet, surprising for a boy who creams more than he squirts. it doesn’t help that of all the places on his cunt, his hole is heartwarmingly delicious, as if it was made for your tongue to stick inside. minho loves it when you’re casual with it. any agenda of his to out-brat your other boys is thrown out the window every time you caress his pussy and stick a finger inside his creamy walls.

“so needy for a boy who claims to hate this,” you smirk, “aren’t you such a liar?”

“i’m not,” minho’s voice vibrates, “just stop making it feel good!”

but of course, you don’t stop. you keep going. you dip your head down to his cunt and replace your fingers with your tongue every now and then, sometimes biting his thighs when he dares to close his legs around you. he barely speaks until he’s a squeaking mess, begging and creaming on your fingers in an endless orgasm that just won’t stop.

“don’t pull out,” minho pleads with wide eyes while he shoves your fingers back inside his sticky cunt. “i want to feel full.”

— changbin

puffy, pretty, and pink. his hole hides cutely behind chubby lips and it’s delightfully sensitive along the sides. he loves being penetrated most, his nerves connecting and jolting best when you stretch his tight hole with yourself. whether it be fingers or a cock, changbin gets shy yet increasingly more greedy with every thrust of anything that enters his cunt.

“am i a good boy?” he asks every now and then. you reassure him with kisses that yes, he’s indeed so good, taking the biggest dildo so well even if it’s pushing his limit. he’s unsurprisingly a size king, which is surprising considering how tight he is. even if the monster cock toy leaves him gaping, his pussy has the magical ability to revert back to being too small for your two fingers right after.

“i want to cum!” he whines over and over, chasing your lips for another kiss while he bounces on the dildo again. he loves workouts but his body is so sore from bouncing. it doesn’t help that, instead of helping him finish, you simply push down on his puffy tummy and let him feel the whole size of the toy inside him.

you ask “is it good?” and he nods speechlessly, only to respond seconds later with a loud whimper. you look down to see his cream leaking down the dildo, coating all of it in his juice. when you finally pull the toy out, changbin whines into your warmth, hiding his pretty pussy as his cum seeps out all the way onto your thighs.

— hyunjin

hyunjin’s biggest kink is to get creampied, so he did something behind your back. he ordered a cumming dildo, and of course, used it right away. his cunt couldn’t be any more excited — the only thing rivaling how sopping wet he gets is when you’re actually playing with him. hyunjin could settle with this for now, his pussy only dripping more until his panties got soaked as he connected the cum lube to the toy.

from how wet he was, the big toy slid in with ease; he felt like crying as soon as it hit his limit, squishing his insides even if the toy hasn’t filled him up with cum yet. so, as he would do with you, he moved his hips to “please” the dildo and felt the toy all the way inside. his instinct to be bred, one that came along with having a cunt as beautiful as his, overloaded his system as he greedily rode the toy. he definitely minded when you came in the room to help him, though.

“y/n, please, breed me!”

cutely enough, his moans fill the room as you pressed the mole on the side of his pussy. your laughter along with your hands helping his hips down made him leak cum, but he didn’t dare stop. you grabbed the end of the toy and squeezed cum to load out of it, which only urged hyunjin to keep going. the cum filled him up slightly, but not quite — the boy kept bouncing so as to “empty” the cock inside him. that was, until the toy finally emptied, hyunjin’s body spent after five consecutive orgasms. the cum seeped out, flooding out of his beautifully folded lips like a waterfall of delight.

“good boy,” you say, “how about you get the real thing, hmm?”

— han jisung

his pussy is the freakiest, having tasted it all from your antics: he’s taken vibrators in public and he lost his pussy’s virginity to you. who wouldn’t treat it as cruelly as you do? why not, when jisung tends to leak his wet essence messily each time you play with it, especially since he’s tried so many toys with you?

the one toy jisung hasn’t tried yet was a dildo machine. he can immediately feel the heat pooling in his core at the mere sight of you stroking the dildo, teasing him by previewing the speed controller. his legs instinctively closed and tightened firmly to hide the wetness running down his leg. but jisung blinked twice, and unbelievably instantly, he was suddenly on all fours in front of the machine.

“wait—” he asked, but you didn’t hesitate one bit when you slid the dildo into his cunt.

the machine starts pumping slowly into the boy, stretching him fully and filling him up to his limit before slowly pulling back to leave him empty. then it would thrust back inside again, the squelching of his leaky pussy filling the air alongside his moans and cries. jisung held his ass up high as he melted onto the carpet, drooling and relishing in the picked-up pace.

an orgasm started before he could even prepare, jisung whining loudly not even five minutes into the machine action, before the toy slides out — jisung squirts everywhere without warning, his clear and sweet cum making its way on your thigh even if you were on the couch. that’s how messy he always gets, but he’s never came this fast.

“that’s all? i didn’t buy this for you to cum in three minutes,” you smirk, pushing him back down on the toy.

— felix

something about a freckled pussy is just too cute to you. you loved kissing felix’s cunt for the sole reason that it was just so adorable. the shape of it, the color of it, even the starry sky of freckles littered around his pussy. there’s a lot to kiss, a lot to love, a lot to destroy.

given the oversensitivity of felix’s nerves down his crotch area, it’s easy to overstimulate him. even something as light and lovely as the pecks you leave on the beauty marks and freckled skin gets him writhing. “but i love your pretty pussy,” you justify, leaving lipstick marks all over his cunt in the process.

feeling your lips on his pussy lips is heaven to him. felix grabs onto the sheets, too scared to pull on your head, jutting his hips upwards so that you could kiss him better. it’s all over when you kiss his clit though, all of his nerves reigniting at once as lightning strikes through his core. he instantly gets wet, essence spilling on your bottom lip and chin in the process.

“s-sorry, didn’t mean to…” he could almost cry from the pleasure and the rising need. he feels you smile, even if your face is hovering over him now and not touching his skin in the slightest. he still feels it without looking — he’s too shy now, burying his face in the pillow to the side.

but you’re not done.

you take two fingers down his slit, teasing his severely wet entrance, but it’s all a distraction. felix waits for you to put it in, let him cum, get it over with. the rare impatience grows within the usually patient boy until he feels pain shoot up.

you bit his clit. and it feels so good that he squirts under you, wiggling under you like a poor little boy.

— seungmin

what you don’t expect of seungmin is for him to admit that he’s a squirter. he confessed it in a dirty party game once and ever since then, it’s been your life’s mission to see it in action. you knew that he’d always been so incredibly wet every time he came, but he apparently squirts like a fountain personally sculpted by god.

as you slide your fingers through his cunt, his pussy squelches sinfully. it drenches the sheets beneath him, coating everything in a savory essence that can only be described as a natural aphrodisiac. the wet sounds paired with seungmin’s shy whimpers fills you with an aggression you can’t express without a necessary gentleness on his pussy. as poetic as it is literal, even the scent of his cunt is enough to drive you down between his legs, ready to ruin him.

“no, n-no, don’t do that! i’ll squirt—” seungmin chokes on his own words as your fingers hook his sweet spot, clit violated by your tongue and lips. he practically screams as you bite through your lips, jolting everywhere as his body readies itself for a full orgasm. “i-i can’t take it, too much, too much!”

begs and pleas fill the room for you to both stop and keep going, his grip on your head either pushing you away and pulling you in, he doesn’t know either. but before he could even spare a second thought, he jolts his hips up, followed by a powerful stream of wet cum. he soaks you fully, apologizing with his face behind his hands. you open his fists and kiss his cheeks happily, making him smile contently.

— jeongin

there’s nothing more for him to be confident about than of his freshly shaved pussy. he promised to be a good boy for you on this date night, and in the off-chance that you were going to treat him, then he had to be at his best. now here you both were, making out on the couch, jeongin whimpering because the both of you were still fully clothed after an hour of teasing.

“what’s wrong?” you ask. “i wanna show you my pussy…” jeongin shyly asks, every shroud of prior confidence leaving him as the desperation kicks in. you only chuckle in response, the delightful sound making his clit firm in excitement. but you don’t do anything. it’s a part of your teasing, sure, but he’s been waiting so excruciatingly long for you and it shows through his needy whines.

jeongin finally takes it upon himself to tug at your tie; you pull down at the hem of his pants , revealing his panties, only to shove both down in only two swift moves. it catches jeongin by surprise, but it’s nothing compared to the shock on your face to see his clean pussy.

you love him hairy and you love him clean, you don’t really mind either. jeongin’s still the same, the prettily creamy folds presenting themselves to you along with a hidden slit that can only be described as angelically cute. you finger it immediately, all teasing discarded along with both your clothes, and your haste brings him over the edge. “y/n,” he pants, your name being the only thing on the tip of his tongue as he immediately creams all over your hands.

but date night isn’t quite done yet.

#skz smut #sub!skz #sub!stray kids #sub!bang chan #sub!chan #sub!lee know #sub!minho #sub!changbin #sub!hyunjin #sub!han jisung #sub!han #sub!felix #sub!yongbok #sub!seungmin #sub!jeongin #sub!i.n #💬 z is writimg #dom!reader

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ryxiez · 9 months

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nsfw twt links

sub!stray kids

: ̗̀➛ Edging Chan until he shakes (definitely crys later)

: ̗̀➛ Jerking off Minho while he whines

: ̗̀➛ Pegging Changbin so rough he comes everywhere

: ̗̀➛ Needy Hyunjin playing with himself after a show

: ̗̀➛ Horny Han coming all over his chest at the dorms

: ̗̀➛ Fingering and pumping kitty Felix with thigh highs

: ̗̀➛ Kissing Seungmin’s pretty waist while you play with him

: ̗̀➛ Using a vibrater on Jeongin to overstimulate him

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femdomlieeh · 9 months

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Revealing their mommy kink (m)

Sub!Stray Kids x Dom!Fem!Reader

WARNING—nsfw ✧ light S&M themes ✧ pet names (mommy, baby boy etc)

NOW PLAYING—Hare Hare ✧ TWICE

[A/N.] I wrote this a very long time ago. I don't write for skz anymore lol

M.LISTS—random idols/groups ✧ latest updates ✧ read on wp

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방찬 / christopher bang / chris / bangchan

The youngest plus Minho from Chan's group sometimes teased him by mimicking his voice childishly and referring to him and you, his girlfriend, as 'dAdDy' and 'bAbyGirL' — and although he wasn't proud of it, this joke had gotten to his heart. The thing is he's had a fantasy of being called that in bed when he was a virgin teenager, and then a person called him that...and let's just say the thought of his now girlfriend calling him the d-word in a sexual, non-joking way scared him shitless. So to make sure his nightmare wouldn't turn into reality he had to do something and ideally he would try to plan having a discussion about sexual preferences and kinks but it was way too early in the relationship for him to have the courage to do that. So, he would overthink and overthink and decide to try to start a conversation about sexual preferences or stuff you're interested in but he would ultimately not tell you directly that he would like to call you mommy but would instead try to ask questions to get you to tell him if you liked similar stuff because he felt kinda weird for having this kink and wasn't sure how you would feel about it.

"Yeah. I think it would be nice if you blindfolded me!" he blushed then gulped, "But how about names?"

"Names? What about them?"

"Like is there any name you like to call me— or be called I mean?"

"It sounds like you do. Talk to me."

"I already like that you call me cute names and stuff. But I also wanna know if you would like me to call you stuff besides your name, you know. Like do you like being called baby, love, Mummy, darling or something else like that?" he tried to sound neutral, experienced in having convos about such topics and play it cool only to become flushed in the face out of embarrassment and gulp loudly.

"Yeah."

His heart started beating faster.

"Yeah? Like what?"

"I like how you say Mommy in your accent, it's sexy."

Fuck yes!!

He would feel so safe and comfortable to call you that in bed once you let him know you liked it. Be prepared for him to call you that all the time in bed (or kitchen, or bathroom, or living room).

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이민호 / lee know

He would make it clear what his kinks are as early as possible in the relationship because he wouldn't want to lead neither you nor himself on in a relationship that wouldn't work out sexually. The perfect time to tell you, according to him, would be when you two were getting touchy to the point that you had taken off his shirt and were on your way to take everything else off. He'd of course make it sexy, as to not ruin the mood you two already were in.

"I wanna see you too, Mami," he looked up at you from below you on the bed, naked.

This shameless bitch would call you Mami outside the bedroom (whisper) both to get on your nerves and to remind you you're his and no one else's. Imagine him whispering Mami at you with the most innocent voice, but with the smuggest grin in a restaurant — that'll be him any time someone as much as looks your way for too long. Your contact name on his phone would be My Mami even before you officially were in a relationship.

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서창빈 / changbin

Changbin might have big arms and muscles but everyone should know by now that he's baby. And baby would be anxious, just thinking about how you would react to his little kink. What if you weren't into it? What if you thought it was weird? The possibility of rejection would be too scary for him to tell you about his secret. You'd have to tell him you had this kink directly to his face, for him to feel comfortable and finally call you that sweet name.

"I like being called Mommy."

Your boyfriend's face lit up, cheeks burning, "R-Really?"

You nodded.

At your confirmation, he laid his head on your shoulder, "Okay, Mommy."

From that day on, Mommy would be the only thing he'd ever call you, whether he was being a naughty boy or a good boy. The only time he'd call you by your name would be when he was around his bros but that's it.

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황현진 / hyunjin

Oh shit. These days, he's been reading more porn on tumblr than usual and he especially liked reading fics featuring the mommy kink — and one day, the kinky title just flew from his mind and out his mouth. He hadn't had any intentions of telling you about his kink any time soon, but on one special day, when you'd called him Babyboy randomly, the temptation had taken over his consciousness. As soon as the title left his mouth, he would think he might as well go along with it and face reality since he can't take it back.

"What time is it, Babyboy?"

"Hopefully Mommy time." Obs! He just said that.

"What...?"

"Mommy time is time I spend with you. It's the highlight of my day. But Mommy's been busy this week. I still want Mommy time though," he pouted at you.

Most of the time, he's a good boy and would call you by your title cutely, or just because you two liked it. At other times, like when he'd want to tease you, he'd call you Mommy when you're busy. Imagine you're on your way to work or you're running an errand, and he'd face time you and say something like "Can't you stay here with me, Mommy? Please? I want you so bad, Mommy~"

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한지승 / han

Every now and then, Jisung got the sudden urge to call you Mommy. Hundreds of times he had kept it inside but in his neediest moment by far he simply wouldn't be able to hold back. It would happen after he'd had an exhausting day at work, when all he wanted was your attention and love. The second he realized he'd said it, he'd get shy and act cute to mask up his shame. You'd have to give him reassurance that you don't shame him or think less of him for this preference, so he could call you Mommy without feeling embarrassed or uncomfortable.

"I want a hug, Mommy," he whined with a pout and straddled you on the sofa.

His face fell at the last word, and he took your hands and brought them to his cheeks to distract you.

"Aren't my cheeks super fluffy today? Like even more than usual, right?" he asked energetically out of panic and fake smiled.

"Your cheeks are always fluffy, Babyboy," you giggled, making his smile turn genuine.

Your encouragement would be enough for him to call you Mommy comfortably anywhere; with you by his side, he wouldn't notice anyone's opinions.

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이용복 / felix

One day, when you were just cuddling or doing your night routine, Felix would tell you that he wanted to try a new kink — which was a common occurrence because he liked experimenting and finding out new things about you and himself. But in reality "trying something new" was just an excuse; actually, he'd already known that mommy kink was one of his favorites based on the fact he would be moaning your name followed by this word whenever he found himself masturbating. He would be extra careful with every moment during your love time, since he hoped that this wouldn't be a one-time-just-to-give-it-a-try type of thing but rather something he could call you often.

"I wanna try something new," he rested his head on your thigh.

"Yeah? And what would that be?" you started playing with his hair.

He looked up at you with his big, innocent eyes, kissing you thigh, "Would it be ok if I called you...like Mommy? Or Mummy? Something like that tonight?" He gulped, "O-Or tomorrow or some other day?"

The pet name left his lips so naturally that you were shocked it was his first time using it (allegedly). It seemed like he was experienced with the kink, like he'd said that name many times or like he'd been studying it beforehand.

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"Mommy, I— Please, Mommy. Please, Mommy. Oh fuc—"

The next morning when you woke up, he called you Mommy to indicate he liked it and indirectly ask you if you did. If you gave him approval, he would start calling you that daily, if you didn't like it, he would respect you and only call you Mommy in his mind. As time passes by, you two would discover more pet names for each other, but his favorite for you wold always be Mommy because it never failed to make him feel small and loved.

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김승민 / seungmin

Seungmin'd joke about the kink so he'd have a pillow to fall on in case you weren't into it. When he 100% knew you liked it too, he'd be very content on the inside but playing it cool on the outside. He'd say it in a playful way, so you wouldn't be able to tell if he were being serious, in case you weren't into it so he could play it off as a small joke. But ideally he would just want you to make him call you that because he's a bit of a masochist and wants his partner to be direct and harsh with him.

soft!seungmin ver.

When you were in the middle of a make out session, he smirked at you, "Mark me, Mommy."

The smirk on his face was meant to be devilish but to you it was foolish — you already knew he wasn't playing around.

"Beg for Mommy."

His smirk turned into a smile, "Please, please, can you mark me, Mommy."

harsh!gf ver.

***none of you has introduced this kink previously***

"You disobeyed me just because you wanted me to punish you, right?"

He kept quiet, looking away from you.

You slapped him. "You just wanted Mommy to make you cum over and over until you have nothing left to give, right? You want Mommy to make you cry?"

He looked you in the eyes, "Y-Yes, I just want you to make me cry, Mommy. I deserve every punishment you give me. Please, just hurt me, Mommy."

After he found out you also were into it, he'd say the word both teasingly and lovingly, depending on if he's feeling like an angel or devil. It's honestly cute how he can go from whispering your title in public to begging for a hug. This one is half bad boy, half good boy.

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양정인 / i.n

(a/n. 누나 (nuna) = older sister)

He'd be the blushiest baby boy ever about telling his partner about his very specific kinks because he's not very experienced in relationships and isn't sure if or how hr should go about sexual preferences like if he shouldn't say it and just try new things shyly or if you two should discuss your preferences and boundaries ahead and stuff — so out of fear of embarrassment, he wouldn't tell you he gets hard thinking of calling you "Mommy" as you jerk him off and just hoped you would say something some day. So you'd have to initiate a conversation that gave him a clue that you liked it too — and then he might get courage — or you just go ahead, straightforward, and talk about everything with no judgment.

"Do you have any kinks?"

He turned his head to you with the look of a shocked tomato, "W-W-What—?"

"I have some. Like there's this one when my partner calls me by a title."

His eyes widened and, out of fear, he spit out what he's heard most people say: "Like Babygirl?"

"No."

A smile, as well as more redness, couldn't help but make itself visible as he stuttered: "M-M-Mommy?"

That's the only thing he'd ever call you in bed. He would be shy to call you that in a non-sexual context, only sticking to 누나 or maybe darling, but every now and then it'll slip out and make him blush and cover his mouth. Ohhh he would never say it in front of his members since he is insecure and scared they will take it as him being babied by you and him not growing up or some shit that isn't manly. At some point his clueless members might create a small joke of calling you mommy and Chan daddy since you're almost like parental figures taking care of the group. If only they knew Jeongin's not an innocent kid anymore~ Little do they know he begs for "Mommy" to let him cum with a vibrator in his ass and tears going down his cheeks.

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❝ トキメキだけ share しよう (oh)

悲しみは let it go (oh)

嵐の日だって and so what?

雨雲は全部 blow away

躊躇わないで that's fine

いつでも呼んで that's right

君の背中押すよ

Stronger, stronger (stronger) ❞

( Let's share only the fluttering feelings

As for the sadness, let it go

Even on stormy days

And so what?

Blow away all the rain clouds

Don't hesitate

That's fine

Call me anytime

That's right

I'll support you

Stronger Stronger (stronger) )

—twice (- nayeon, sana, tzuyu); 2023

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imrllytootiredforthis · 6 months

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Seungmin in a muzzle, getting frustrated cause he can’t kiss you

Wanting to rip the damn muzzle off, but poor puppy can’t since his wrists are tied behind his back!! :( 💕

puppy sitting between your legs, trying to nuzzle against your skin but only achieving in your soft gasp at the bite of the cold metal against your flesh,

the way that his eyes look so big and desperate, all but pleading with that wanton look to please, please, please take it off

he has been a good boy for you...right?

the bestest, goodest boy ever?

you raise a brow.

remembering all the marks he'd left when you told him not to, the bite marks that he littered all over your chest and neck and thighs.

when you'd specifically told him not to.

it wasn't his fault though that you felt so good, thrusting so deep inside of him, stretching him open and messing up his head. hitting that place inside of him that made his voice crack and his legs tremble from around your hips.

his mewls high and puppy-like, all composure lost as you teased him, called him your cute little puppy slut, your good boy, panting like a dog for you. it wasn't his fault that the words sent electric shocks of pleasure down his spine. that they made him feel so good, that his mind was left completely blank except for wanting you to be his-only his<3

but now he had to deal with the consequences of his actions.

forced to only watch as you touched yourself as his hands stayed where they were behind his back. no matter how much pulling and tugging and maneuvering he tried, no matter how he pushed his head against your thigh, whining as he tried to get that damned muzzle off.

only for you to brush the sweaty hair back off his forehead, stroking yourself.

he couldn't take his eyes off you. couldn't help the way he started to salivate, wanting nothing more than to have in mouth on you right now, have his lips all over your skin, marking you as his, his, his.

his.

that was got him into this mess and he'll be damned if this wouldn't be the last time this happened. he knew it would. you knew it would. you both knew that as soon as this damned thing was off his teeth would be back in your skin-where they belonged.

his tongue stuck out, nearly long enough to reach your skin from the wired metal, nearly long enough to taste you. but not quite.

a frustrated tear runs down his cheek as he slumps in defeat, a meek whine building up in his chest, filling the air as you let out a breathy moan, eyes sparkling at the theatrics of it all.

"calm down will you puppy? is it not master's turn to feel good?"

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wegc · 3 months

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Saw u wanted some sun skz thoughts ehehehej <33 I am here to give my 2 cents 😽😽

Sub Hyunjin who adores getting his long hair pulled while you ride him; whispering into his ear as you do so about how good he feels. Subby Hyunjin would also has a massive praise kink and immediately folds when you tell him he’s big and fills you up so good 😼🫶🏻

But also!!!!!

Sub Seungmin who’s never been in sub space before; basically he is always the one dominating you!! But one day the tables turn and he’s confused as to why he likes seeing your body loom over him. He’s whimpering, eyebrows furrowed while his lips pout. And he looks so pretty you can’t help but edge him a little! Switching between bouncing on his dick to marking up his chest while grinding slowly on him, waiting for him to say something but he CAN’T because it’s too overwhelming. You’ll only let him cum when he sets his pride aside and begs for it like a good boy :>

Alright that’s all I hope you’re having a good day <33 ur writing >>

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HELLO i can immediately hop on and say that hwang hyunjin has a massive praise kink and would melt the second you call him "your good boy." he would get so fucked out from the feeling of your sopping cunt fucking itself down onto his cock---all he can do is mindlessly nod and slur out agreements :(

AND YES! the lack of sub!seungmin content on here is astonishing considering he'd be such a bratty little thing :( he'd be so hesitant considering it's so far out of his comfort zone, but no matter how much he shakes his head and laughs nervously at the sight of your taunting face smirking over him, his cock throbs at the thought of potentially submitting himself to you. i think seungmin would be obsessed with forced submission, but that's a story for a different time, hehe!

EDGING SEUNGMIN oh my god, what a dream. he'd purse his lips to conceal his whines because he cannot give you the satisfaction of his submission. he's doing well at first, only letting out shaky exhales once and a while, but as soon as you remove your hand the second before he's about to cream all over your hand, he can't prevent the whimper from escaping his mouth. GOD he'd look so ravishing with his veins protruding from his neck, eyebrows furrowed, and eyes teary, all because he's trying so hard to stay silent!!!

as soon as you edge him for the third time, he loses it. whatever, he thinks. he'll get you back later. besides, the gentle and comforting whispers of reassurance from you, ensuring to him that he'd cum as long as he begged for you, were irresistible :(

#thank u for this omg #hwang hyunjin smut #hyunjin smut #kim seungmin smut #seungmin smut #skz smut #stray kids smut #skz x reader #stray kids x reader #sub!skz #sub!seungmin #sub!hyunjin #kim seungmin x reader #hwang hyunjin x reader #answered #🫧 anon

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seungmoonandstars · 1 month

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Kim Seungmin/gn!reader

wc: 1.3k

rating: fluff -`♡´- (contains some very light smut and teasing)

Post-first pitch Seungmin. I was going to get into heavier smut, but it just didn't seem necessary. Just wanted to write cute whiny Minnie and try to unblock my brain.

Thank you for the reblogs! 🤍🤍🤍

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Seungmin can’t sleep. He’s buzzing with adrenaline and leftover excitement —the afterglow of his trip to throw a first pitch at a major league baseball game. It’s happened and it’s done, and he still can’t believe he threw the ball right down the middle. No dirt, no accidental curve, no slip up on the mound.

He talked about it all night, and you listened happily until both of you finally dozed off.

“Hey…hey you up?” He turns over in bed and gently pokes your side, the spot he knows is ticklish.

But you don’t stir, so he whines a little. “I can’t sleeeeep.”

You grumble and roll onto your back. “Huh…what’s wrong pup? It’s so early.”

“I can’t get back to sleep”

“Do you want some coffee? Are you hungry?” You pick up your phone and look at the time, then to the window to see some faint morning light starting to show in the sky.

“No, I wanna pitch some more,” now he flips onto his back, shaking the bed, and mimics a throw toward the ceiling.

“Mmm yeah, you did a great job. I thought you had a headache.”

“I feel better. Will you be my catcher?”

Your eyes pop open and stare at him. The grin on his face is undeniable—cute, sincere, so eager. There is no such thing as saying no to Kim Seungmin when he gives you those eyes. But…

“I would love to be your catcher…but there’s nowhere to do it. We can’t do it in the apartment unless we wanna break something. And I think it’s raining.”

“No, it stopped! Let’s go out, just for a few minutes…just a few throws.”

“Okay, give me a minute to finish waking up”

“I’ll make coffee when we come back in”

—

It’s nice outside. Not warm, but not too chilly. The smell of rain is still in the air, and it feels like more is coming. Best of all, it’s quiet and empty—it doesn’t feel like there are any prying eyes. You watch as he flexes his gloved hand open and closed, tosses the ball (not the one he threw hours ago, but an older, more loved one) into the air and back into his bare palm.

“Are you ready?” He peeks back at you from his pretend pitchers mound and smiles.

“Yes. Don’t do a splitter, I’ll miss it.”

“No splitters.” He readies himself and winds up, and it happens so fast you’re surprised you have time to react. It’s way too early for this.

“Oh, good catch! I taught you well.” He holds up his glove and waits for your return throw.

The sun is mostly up, but it’s so overcast it might as well be twilight. Still, you can see Seungmin’s big smile glowing at you from this distance. He hops on the balls of his feet a few times while he waits for you to get ready.

“How does your shoulder feel from all the practice yesterday?”

“Not bad,” he throws you another, slightly harder pitch, but you catch it. “Throw me a good one.”

Seungmin catches your attempt at a ‘good one’, but he has to jump forward a few steps to get there. “I’m still stiff from sleeping, I guess.” He rolls his shoulder and shakes his arm a few times.

“You’re what?” You giggle and stick your tongue out, "you’re stiff? That sounds nice..."

“Dirty mind,” he smiles at you and licks his lips, and now your eyes drop and watch his sweatpants as he takes a few more steps toward you. "Come on."

“Come? What do you want me to come on?”

The look he gives you is a bad attempt at being annoyed. His giggle floats all the way over to you with his pitch, and the throw this time is soft…a little high. When you look back up from your glove he’s already splitting the space between you in two, grinning stupidly, biting his lip.

“We’re done already?”

He grabs your hand without a word and pulls toward the entrance… "we could just do it out here, ya know" …into the elevator, still silent as it slowly rises up and up to your floor. Your hand is squeezed tight in his warm grip, and he swings it a few times as the doors finally slide open.

It doesn’t take much to see he’s been on an adrenaline high for hours, even as he tried to sleep, and it was no fun not being able to go with him on his little trip—you felt lonely all day. But he’s home now, and he’s all yours again. And he’s definitely wide awake. Now you are, too. No coffee needed.

Still he doesn’t say anything, but he’s humming happily to himself.

“Minnie?”

“Yes love?”

The door closes behind him, and he’s all over you. Lips kissing and teeth biting, hands pulling at your sweatshirt, trying desperately to get it off. You pull away and do it for him, and you feel his hand run up your sides, under your shirt. It’s off and on the floor. His eyes move down your body, and slowly back up to your face. You know what he’s waiting for—Seungmin likes it when you undress him. He prefers it, actually.

Now you can see what’s going on in his pants, he can’t hide that. Before you go for his shirt, your hand slides down his front for a feel. Seungmin is ready to go, now, and you’re surprised he’s being so patient. You grab the hem of his shirt and lift, revealing his heaving chest and shoulders, and as you run your eyes over his neck and collarbone, he pulls his arms back and stretches.

A moment later you’re up and clinging to him, fingers clawing into his back. Then you’re on the kitchen table, legs wrapped around his hips. His dick, still tucked away in his sweats, pokes into you as he kisses your chest and neck, squeezes playfully at your thighs. It’s more forward of him than you’re used to.

“You are not fucking me on this kitchen table, Seungmin”

“Aw, whyyy?” He pulls you against him and stares hard, “please?” The puppy eyes again. Cute and sincere and so, so eager.

“The couch is right there”

“But you’re already on the table”

The warmth of his hand is on you, down your stomach, underneath your clothes, fingers teasing.

“Yeah, yeah I am…”

“Lay down,” he whispers.

“Ooh, you’re cute pup”

“Please”

You shake your head, “gonna have to make me.”

Seungmin swallows hard, and you watch as his eyes trace along your neck, and your chest. He rarely makes you do anything; he’s usually the one being made to do things, and he likes it that way.

“Make me…pleeaase?”

“Please?” He grips your thighs and pulls until you’re snug against him, cock pushing right where you need it to. “Uh…make you…hmm,” he starts, and you think he might do something, but he hesitates.

“Look at me”

His arms wrap around your waist and squeeze, and he looks. Eyes big and dark, cheeks blushed. Seungmin is too soft for this. He whines and throws his head back.

“C’mon big boy, make me”

“But…” Seungmin laughs, kisses your throat.

“What do you think about when you’re all riled up and horny and I’m not there to fix it?”

The sound of his breaths and needy whimpers is driving you crazy. You’re not sure how much longer you can keep going like this—all you have to do is stop teasing and take over—get him to the couch, fuck him until he begs you to make him come.

“You…taking care of me.” He says it so softly, so sweetly. “Making me feel good.”

It sends a shiver up your back and down your arms. "I wanna make you feel good.” Once again, denying him is useless. Seungmin is your prince; your sweet little pup. You will take care of him and give him what he needs, whether that means waking up at dawn…or this.

“Pick me up”

He grabs your hips and holds you close to him, but his eyes linger for one more long moment.

“Pick me up…and take me to bed”

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surfinminho · 9 months

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》 things that turn skz on

warnings: bladder control(no actual piss), graphoerotica, free use, a little bit of 24/7 dynamic, gun play, knife play, blood play, feminization, taking turns, double penetration, anal, phallic gags, asphyxiation, sex while unconscious(consensual), bulge kinks

male reader/gender neutral reader at some points

-chan

Sometimes chan feels like he can give people more, yk? Maybe he let's people use him as they please. Tie him to a chair and put a cock ring on his shaft and fuck him in his ass and mouth and not let him cum or you and multiple members can take turns milking him of all he's got. Both options sound just fine to him, he's giving more to them!

-minho

Why do you have a gun? Who knows, but since minho found out he's been fantasizing about you fucking him with it pressed against his head. Maybe it's loaded maybe it's not. Tell him if he makes a sound you won't hesitate to blow his brains out. does that shut him up? Maybe. Let's also say he thought about you actually using the gun to fuck him.

-changbin

Dressing up changbin in such frilly, pink outfits really arouses you. I mean he's such a buff guy with thick thighs. Putting him in a skirt with thigh highs and some makeup can set both you and him off. But when you guys started including a knife into the bedroom you honestly never stopped. You'd cut off the clothes off him with the knife. Ofcourse you'd never cut him right? Wrong. One time you accidentally cut his thigh while trying to cut the stockings he had. You tried to profusely apologize but before you even could he let's out the loudest moan you ever heard from him. Ever since you would cut him only if he deserved it though! Maybe he jerked off without permission and you cut so close to his cock it might've mad him cum.

-hyunjin

Thoughts of free use can really get this man going. When you come home stressed or too energetic and you need a release, hyunjin is right there to serve you :D. Maybe him eating you out for hours or you fucking his face, and when your done you simply leave the room. It's not your business if he doesn't release right? Out of sex too, maybe a 24/7 dynamic. he's only made to serve you. You make all the decisions and he just follows around like a brain dead puppy.

-jisung

Hear me out, teasing him in bed or maybe in the middle of you guys having sex he says he has to pee. Press down on his stomach but oh if he wets himself, he can't cum. Eventually you let him go though, but wheres the fun in letting him off so easily? Obviously he doesn't want to wet himself. But the thrill of it all makes him want too. He's begging for you to let him go, tears brimming his eyes.Maybe right when he's about to cum you let him go.

-felix

Felix knows he's small. He's roughly 5'7 but he has a small waist. Maybe use a dildo that's big- like bigger than you big. And you fuck him with it. The imprint on his stomach can make him bust immediately. But what if you stretch him out? You know you and the dildo at once? Can he take it? Probably. He's a whore for cock ofcourse. Maybe use a phallic gag on him to make him feel full in all holes.

-seungmin

The thrill of his partner choking him already makes him feel dizzy. But choking him until he passes is just :)). When he first brung up choking to you, initially you were scared of hurting him. But when you saw how good it made him feel you guys kept doing it. Maybe putting him into a headlock once in a while too. But when he asked if you guys can look into choking him unconscious you were immediately down. Fucking him unconscious? Hell yea.

When it happened for the first time, you might've had the best orgasm of your life. And if it was vice versa? Seungmin would love to ride you while you're unconscious.

-jeongin

Having his partner write all over him and make him read it out to himself (if he can see it). Writing "clit" above his cock or "cumdump" on his face while jerking him off or fucking him will make him black out 100%. After maybe take a picture and send it to another member, humiliating him for his elders to see. or maybe make him walk around with it under his clothes and Oops! it shows by accident

#stray kids #surfinminho #skz x reader #skz x you #stray kids smut #sub skz #sub!leeknow #sub han jisung #sub!jeongin #sub!seungmin #sub!bang chan #sub!hyunjin #sub!changbin #sub!felix

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leebitkitty · 10 months

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seungmin & jeongin twt links pls they’re making me go insane ⁉️

hihi! thank u for the ask:) sorry i havent been active in like 10 years

tw: twt links, nsfw!!! 18+ ONLYYYYY!!!

teasing and rubbing jeongins painful boner

seungmin is desperately needy for you when you aren't t there :(

hope you enjoyed the scraps i gave you all horny people my inbox is spilling with twt link asks

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mixtape-racha · 10 months

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stupid boy | kim seungmin

one thing you had learnt over the course of your arrangement with seungmin was that he would do anything to please you // 18+, minors dni

words: 3.21k // warnings: fwb to potential lovers, praise, service top!seungmin, dom!reader, spanking, choking, slapping, sucking on fingers, nipple sucking, unprotected sex, reader is referred to as mommy, reader calls seungmin pup/puppy

seungmin had been pissing you off, and he knew it.

ever since you started screwing around together, you’d both made it clear that it was okay for the other to sleep with other people - you weren’t a couple, you weren’t exclusive, so if the other wanted to sleep with someone else, that was okay.

the only other rules you had were that if you were bringing a partner back to your shared apartment off campus, let the other person know and keep the noise at a respectable level if the other roommate was at home.

worst of all, they were seungmin’s rules and he was the one breaking them to rile you up.

every time he brought a girl home, he would be obnoxiously loud to the point that even earplugs weren’t helping you. every time you brought a guy home, he would be extra annoying - complaining at the noise, complaining that someone was over, or making some lame excuse for them to leave.

“i really did have a headache, (y/n). the pain medication must’ve kicked in just after he left. but- you know, i think i’m starting to get a fever. be a sweetheart and make me some tea, please?”

god, how you wanted to slap him.

unfortunately, he’d enjoy that too much.

the next time you initiated a hookup with seungmin, you truly thought he was aware of the punishment he was about to receive for the way he’d been acting. you were majorly wrong.

you had placed the blue collar he liked wearing while he fucked you out on your bed, along with a sweet pair of baby blue laced panties, before you had left for class. sending him a simple message, informing him of your plans with him when you returned from your lecture.

a small smile graced your features at his response once you were seated in your class. a simple “yes mommy” and he had you ready to ravish him.

this ninety minutes needed to pass fast.

however, back at the apartment, seungmin had other plans. he would never admit it, but he liked riling you up because he knew it would make the sex so much more rewarding. it would be harsher, you’d speak to him like he was worthless and he was obsessed with it. the way you’d slap him and call him a dumb mutt, god, even the thought of it had him hardening in the pretty blue panties you’d so kindly laid out for him.

surely you wouldn’t be mad if he made himself cum a couple of times before you were back, right? he’d (in his opinion) been so good the last few days, and you knew it was hard for him to control himself knowing what was waiting for him upon your return. so maybe, you wouldn’t be upset with him, right?

not that it mattered anyway, he was already leaking, his pre-cum staining the panties so prettily. his body seemed to decide before he could make up his mind, because his hand was trailing down his body, cupping his bulge as he let out a whimper.

with his large hand grasped around the tent in his panties, seungmin felt like he was flying. sure, it was nothing compared to what being inside you felt like, but the scent of you surrounded him and it had his mind spinning.

laying spread across your bed, seungmin threw his head back into your pillow as he palmed himself. he knew he shouldn’t touch without your permission, but it was just too tempting - how was he supposed to control himself?

he couldn’t even bring himself to rid the panties from his body completely, opting to tuck the material under his balls so he was fully on display. the material rubbing against his body gave him an extra wave of adrenaline, wanting nothing more than to be stuffed in your pretty cunt and drooling into your neck.

he spat on his palm, wrapping his slender fingers around his cock, and god he could’ve came on the spot. it had been so long since you touched him, and no one else could compare to the way you made him feel. he stroked himself gently, lip tucked under his teeth as he hissed.

his mind was swirling with images of you - you pinning him to your bed while you sucked him dry, you riding him with his wrists cuffed to your bed frame, you pulling him closer by his collar to kiss him full of drool and lust, you, you, you.

he was enamored, obsessed, utterly under your spell. just the simple thought of you walking through the door to see what a mess you’d made him, had his hips bucking into his hand, whines and pleas falling from, his lips effortlessly.

the movement of his wrist sped up, hurling him towards release faster than he’d ever been before. the scent of you, the images in his mind, the thought of what you’d do to him when he got back - it was all too much. he needed to be inside you more than he needed oxygen, needed to hear you degrade him for being so desperate for your perfect cunt.

with a pathetic whine, curses fell from his drool-slick lips. “hnng, fuck- oh god, mommy, please-!”

warm strings of cum spurted from his cockhead, tip angrily red and he twitched against his palm. that may have been the best orgasm he’d ever given himself. he couldn't even help the way he collected him cum in his fingers, sticking the white-coated digits in his mouth.

nothing could compare to the way you’d make him choke on your finger covered in his cum after he’d made a mess on your tits, but for now this was enough. what was it you’d usually say to him? ‘that’s it, pretty puppy. clean up the mess you made like a good boy, yeah? mommy’s perfect boy.’

even the memory of you forcing your fingers into his throat had him whining around his own digits, cock already hardening again. he was insatiable when it came to you, and he couldn’t bring himself to be apologetic for it. you were just so perfect. an angel sent just for him.

he was so lost in his own fantasies, that he didn’t even hear the front door open. didn’t hear you walking down the hall, kicking off your shoes and throwing down your bag. didn’t hear you come into your bedroom, taking in his fucked out state and the mess he’d made of your bed.

you tutted, pulling him out of his thoughts. “now, puppy. what’s this? couldn’t wait for mommy to come home, no?”

he whined around his fingers, looking up at you doe-eyed as you crossed the room to meet him on your ruined duvet.

“thought you were gonna be a good boy for me, pup,” you sighed, pulling his fingers out of his mouth and stroking his flushed cheek. “wasn’t the thought of mommy’s pussy enough reason to behave?”

he whimpered and shook his head rapidly, the thought of not being able to fuck you making him regret all his actions. you simply watched as tears welled in his eyes and he grasped your wrist, trying to pull you closer to his desperate form.

“no, mommy. wanted to be good- tried really hard! just needed you so, so bad!” he pouted, fingers clinging to your skin. you almost felt bad for him, willing to show some sympathy by pulling him in for a soft kiss.

“you’re still mommy’s good boy, baby. but you know you have to be punished for touching without permission, don’t you?”

you didn’t miss the way his eyes widened - you could be relatively harsh with your punishments, and he was always scared the night would end with his cock stuffed in a cage, unable to cum until you saw fit.

his eyes darted to your bedside table, where you kept your plethora of sex toys, and your suspicions were confirmed. he was such a sensitive puppy, you couldn’t help but coo at him, lovingly.

“not the cage, baby boy. mommy wouldn’t do that to you. now, be honest for you, my beautiful boy, how many times did you cum, hmm?”

“just once mommy, i promise! a-and i cleaned up my mess too!” he whimpered, rubbing his cheek into the palm that was still caressing it.

you cooed again, planting a soft kiss on his forehead. “i know, my pup. mommy still has to give you a spanking though, okay? just ten, and then i’ll let you touch me how you want, yeah?”

while your tone may have seemed condescending, the way seungmin’s eyes glazed over was proof of how much he enjoyed being babied by you. he nodded enthusiastically, learning very quickly into your arrangement that his punishment would be so much easier if he took it like the good boy he was.

you gently stroked his soft, brown hair, sitting on the edge of the bed and gesturing for him to lean over your lap. “that’s my good boy. you’re mommy’s best boy, you know?” you coaxed, rubbing the skin of his ass gently as he settled against your thighs.

he preened at the praise, hips wiggling slightly as if he was wagging his tail. you’d always found it endearing how puppy-like he truly was.

with a gentle whisper of affirmation to him, your hand came down harshly on seungmin’s ass - a red patch outlining your fingers forming almost instantly. but yet, he was a good boy. he took his punishment without complaint, even counting the number of spanks out loud without needing to be ask.

he barely even squirmed or flinched the entire time, making your heart soften. you wholeheartedly adored the way he’d do anything to please you. ten spanks later, and you returned to gently caressing the bruising skin across the expanse of seungmin’s behind.

“my beautiful pup, you took it so well. i’m so, so proud of you, my gorgeous boy.” you cooed, helping him to sit on his knees on the bed next to you. “mommy’s gonna treat you so good now, baby, how do you want me today, hmm?”

you never really let seungmin have clear control over the position you fucked in, so he knew he was in for a treat. and honestly, with how fucked out he was the second you touched him, all intentions of punishing him for his behavior over the past few weeks melted away. you just wanted to care for him and make him feel good.

he took a second to contemplate his options, the expression on his face clearly emphasizing that as you petted his hair softly. his hands were sat upon his thighs, curled up in fists, which you had learned very early was to stop himself from touching you without permission. he always found it hard to keep his hands to himself around you, but he also thrived on having rules in places and the rewards that came from following them as well as he could.

“could you-” he cleared his throat as his voice broke slightly, face flushing a soft hue of red in embarrassment. “i mean, could i fuck you in missionary? wanna watch how good i make you feel please, mommy…”

oh how your heart jumped.

“of course, angel. why don’t you help mommy undress, hmm?”

he scrambled to do so, hands almost tearing the buttons from your shirt in his rush. once your shirt was successfully removed - and no buttons lost - he pulled you onto his lap so he could reach behind you and unclasp your lacy bra. you knew seungmin had an ungodly obsession with your tits, loving the feeling of them pressed against him as he held you close, so you allowed him to indulge for the moment.

once the straps had slipped down your shoulders, you moved back to toss the material across the room and seungmin almost drooled at the sight of the plump flesh. its like his eyes were glued to the way your nipples had hardened, the buds practically inviting him to wrap his lips around them - but that could wait. he needed to be inside you right now.

words lacking him, seungmin’s fingertips grazed your waist and he pouted at you, eyes shining. you took his unspoken ask of you to rid yourself of your skirt and panties, laying on the bed and chuckling at him.

“come on then, puppy, make mommy feel good. you’re so hard, my poor baby, it must be hurting now, hmm? come let mommy’s pussy make it feel better.” you cooed, spreading your legs for him to see how wet you were.

your folds were glistening, and all thoughts left seungmin’s head. its like he was in heat, the only thing he comprehend was that he needed to fuck, needed to cum, needed to make you feel good.

whimpering, he positioned himself on his knees between your legs, grasping his cock and rubbing the tip along as soaked folds. you held back your gasp at the contact - you didn’t want to overexcited seungmin and take this moment of bliss away from him. if he caught wind of how much he affected you, he’d put your pleasure solely above his right now, and you wanted him to indulge himself with a little of the control he so easily gave up to you.

you hooked your ankles over his calves, practically caging him in position and encouraging him to finally enter you - which he gladly did. and it felt delicious. while seungmin wasn’t exactly the girthiest you’d ever taken, he definitely made up for it in length. and the curve of his cock allowed him to reach your most sensitive spots almost instantly.

you both let out a moan as he finally bottomed out inside you, and you swore you’d never felt so full. the way seungmin’s cock fit inside you would never be something you got used to. you could practically feel every throb, every vein. it was heavenly.

you allowed seungmin to take a moment to compose himself - he had been known to cum as soon as he entered you on numerous occasions - before he started shallowly thrusting into you. almost instantly he threw his head into the crook of your neck, whining and whimpering like the overwhelmed puppy he was.

“that’s my good boy,” you groaned, finding a fistful of his hair and whispering sweet nothings into his ear. “feels better, right? fit so perfectly inside me.”

his hips stuttered at your praise, but he quickly found his rhythm again, gaining more speed and confidence as your legs tightened around him. he knew it was only a matter of time before he’d have to fight off an impending orgasm, and he was determined to make you finish before he released inside of you.

his hand that wasn’t holding him up snaked down between your bodies, leaving delicate caresses over your clit, causing you to tense and clench around seungmin’s length. your back arched off the bed, the rush of pleasure from his nimble fingers hiring you closer to your release - although nothing could make you more aroused than the fucked out look on seungmin’s face as he pouted down at you, desperate to see you cum.

“what do you need, baby? wanna suck on mommy’s fingers? C’mon, pup, tell me.” you whined, wanting nothing more than to give him the level of stimulation he was currently providing you.

he glanced down at your hands, contemplating, before his words let his mouth in a fucked out pant.

“throat, please. wanna feel you choke me, mommy, please.”

and what else could you do but comply?

the second you reached up and wrapped your hand around seungkin’s delicious throat, he let out a sound that could only be described as a howl, before he began fucking you with much more enthusiasm and vigor than before.

his fingers sped up on your clit, eyes screwed shut as he tried to keep the warm forming in his abdomen at bay. he couldn’t cum before you, he just couldn’t. he’d feel like he’d let you down, that he hadn’t done his job properly, so he refused.

halting the movement of his hips, he added extra pressure to your clit and leant down, wrapping his soft lips around one of your nipples. nipping with his teeth, sucking the delicate skin like a man starved. it was the most attractive thing you’d ever seen.

you tugged on his hair, pants and gasps leaving your lips in fast pace, coil tightening in your abdomen faster than ever before.

“seung- oh, fuck me, pup, please. c’mon baby boy, move for me. wanna feel you cum inside me, yeah? need you to fuck mommy full, please angel.”

he could never deny such a request, moving his hips slowly as to not lose his placement on your chest. switching to the other nipple, he moaned against you, the vibration giving you a stimulation you didn’t know could affect you so much.

“so close, angel boy, go a bit faster for mommy, yeah? let me watch you fall apart, wanna see that pretty face.”

reluctantly pulling his mouth away from you, he opted to lean his forehead against yours, speeding his movements again as you both sped towards your release. even still, his fingers on your bundle of nerves didn’t relent, and your hands found their way back to his hair.

as you clenched harder on him, his hips faltered, losing his pace as he teetered towards the edge. you moved a hand to grip his face, squishing his cheeks together and forcing him to look you in the eyes.

“look at mommy while you cum, yeah? such a gorgeous sight for me.”

he whined again, drool pooling around the edges of his mouth and threatening to fall out, and his words came out slurred.

“pretty mommy, look so pretty when you cum for puppy. my mommy.”

the praise had your eyes nearly rolling to the back of your head, seungmin had never been particularly talkative during sex and his words almost ruined you for anyone else.

with a light pinch on your clit, seungmin had you free-falling over the edge, cumming harder than anyone had ever made you before. the tightening of your core squeezed him just right to have him cum in time with you, and it was almost cute how well it was timed.

he fought to keep his eyes open like you asked, arms shaking under him as he tried not to collapse on you in his pleasure. you, on the other hand, had a hard time letting him pull out after you both rode out your highs, almost crying out as you felt his length leave you.

he flopped on the bed next to you, hair bouncing adorably as he curled into your side.

“see, why would you sleep with anyone else when i can fuck you like that?” he mumbled, rubbing his face against the arm he cradled so delicately.

you chuckled through your tired pants, caressing his hair as you looked over at him with a smile.

“you’re right. don’t need anyone else when i’ve got you, do i?”

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I have not stopped thinking about seungmin with a pussy being a squirter since you said it. People around me keep asking why my eyes keep glazing over and I keep zoning out, I’m busy dreaming up new positions to absolutely wreck that pussy in

….its a decent sized problem, I can’t focus 😭

you inspired me to write more. this is my problem now too

— boypussy seungmin headcanons

18+ only. minors do not interact.

🏷️ sub!boypussy!seungmin, dom!amab!reader. squirting. dacryphilia. reader has a cock.

— no doubt a squirter. he squirts almost without warning, like it just happens. he gets so wet so easily to the point you’d think that was it, until he holds your hand and warns you in the softest voice that he’s going to cum. when he actually squirts, it’s a powerful stream of sweet cum that you can’t get anywhere else.

— seungmin’s the shy type. he likes to hide his face behind his hands while you’re fingering him. you tell him to show his pretty face and he simply shakes his head no, but in reality he’s just too shy. you have to pry your hands away from his sweater paws just to see his flushed cheeks and teary eyes. he’s such a sight to see, and he has the pussy to match it.

— speaking of his pussy, seungmin’s got a well-groomed and beautiful cunt. his folds sit nicely, outer lips just thick enough to hide his inner lips when you’re not playing with it. his clit is delightfully small yet sensitive. it’s the best when you suck it swollen because his whole cunt blooms in response, dripping wet with need as the overwhelmed seungmin pleads for you to help him cum.

— his cum tastes amazing. like any other person’s squirt, the consistency of his cum is runny yet interesting, but the taste is to die for. it’s particularly sweet but not overwhelmingly so; he has a tinge of a savory taste that feels like the sweat of a fairy that you can’t quite pinpoint. he smells amazing, too: even after digging your head in his cunt and smelling pussy, it’s a clean, fresh pussy at that.

— seungmin squirts the most when you’re fucking him with his body folded. he loves but would never admit that putting him in a mating press, locking his limbs together, or squeezing his thighs tight against your body, all get him going. maybe it’s the pressure of contorting his body in different positions that makes his pussy tighten against your length, maybe it’s the way that his folded body makes his sweet spot hit the head of your cock better. seungmin loves it as much as you do.

— prepare to comfort him, he cries when he cums. he doesn’t cry because it hurts, but rather the opposite. it’s easy to overwhelm this boy but it’s an honest treat to see the tears stream down his face as he squirts all over you. for a clean pussy, he makes the biggest mess when he cums; his squirt gets on your cock, on his tummy, on your hands, everywhere. it makes him cry a lot more and he isn’t sure why but you savor the tears nonetheless.

— he still gushes even if you’re done with him. there’s no science that can explain why his cunt keeps gushing even while you’re cuddling after sex. it’s adorable that his body still chases the need. his cunt even twitches and clenches for minutes on end. perhaps that’s why he especially craves your cock stilling inside his pussy when you’re both done.

— in reality, seungmin loves his own squirt. you once fed him your cock after he squirted all over it, and after getting a taste of himself, he’d crave it over and over again. since then, seungmin would ask you to kiss him after eating him out. you’d collect his juices on your fingers and rest it on his tongue. he thinks it’s nasty but seungmin craves it, maybe because he’s as much of a freak as you are.

— as a bonus, seungmin can’t finish by squirting once. he always has to squirt at least twice. if his own cum keeps you going, it keeps him going too. are you ready to get this boy wet all over again?

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fairyofjaeyun · 1 year

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oral fixation + degrading ㋡

[1:31] now playing: heartbeat - isabel larosa

[a/n] another 10/10 skz reaction ! I swear stays request the best yet most freakiest shit and I love it

requested 💟

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—chan ✩

“there you go, bitch,” you murmur while grinding your hips against his tongue, holding down his wrists so he wouldn’t touch you. you let yourself moan when you feel the tip of his nose briefly rub your clit, making him moan against you. he eats you out with long strokes of his tongue as you start gripping his hair and squeezing your thighs on his face, which makes his hips buck into the cold air. you lean back and move your hands to hold down his hips, “nuh-uh, that pathetic dick of yours isn’t getting anything until I cum. I don’t care how long it takes.”

—minho ✩

“come on, get it nice and wet for me,” you said to minho, forcefully grabbing his head and bringing it towards your strap. Minho’s mouth opens for you almost instinctively, letting his head relax so you could move it around as if he was your little rag doll. you don’t shy away from being rough, making him take all of your length immediately, holding him as gags. “that’s it, bitch. you always take me so well.” the mix of degradation and praise makes his head fuzzy and eyes water. he wraps his lips around you, only loosening his jaw to gag and cough when reflex kicked in. you laugh, your hips now fucking his face, “I love making my pretty bitch cry.” he whines and groans loudly before his body suddenly curves and jerks forward, an embarrassing amount of cum now seeping through his boxer shorts.

—changbin ✩

the view was perfect. you were sat against the headboard, looking down at changbin between your legs. his face deep in your pussy, leaving his fluffy hair out to grab whenever his tongue deliciously rubbed against your clit. his sculpted muscles along his back and shoulder contorting whenever you pulled his hair or squished your thighs against his face. “fuck, changbin, you’re so good,” you moan, “it’s like you were only made for eating pussy—just a pathetic slave for mommy.” changbin whines and grinds down on the mattress, using more force with his tongue. “oh, you like that?” you laugh through your moans, hissing when briefly sucks your clit. “of course you do, slave.”

—hyunjin ✩

“look how filthy you are,” you spat, shoving the camera in hyunjin’s face as he sucked your strap. he moans against the toy, more drool dripping down the corners of his mouth. the harsh words towards him only made his eyelids heavier and his cock twitch more, encouraging him to bob his head faster. “you like it, don’t you? you like sucking mommy’s cock while you get treated like a whore.” his answer is a muffled hum against your strap and a weak nod, which looked absolutely gorgeous on camera.

—jisung ✩

his stroke were becoming sloppy. his focus turning towards your swollen nipple in his mouth, occasionally being distracted by your walls clenching around him, causing him to whine and push himself deeper inside you. “I knew you were too useless to top,” you said cruelly, your tone making him twitch inside you. “too bad you have such a nice cock and you don’t know how to use it.” jisung whines into your chest, starting to pitifully roll his hips. “uh-uh, don’t try now. I think you’re better off letting me do all the work.” you pulled him up by his hair, his mouth unlatching from your breast with some resistance, and you could now see all the spit that drenched his chin. “how pathetic.”

—felix ✩

felix loves the way you torture him. he loves when you deprive him of full satisfaction, just giving him enough to turn into mush in your hands. he already has his mouth open and tongue out once he felt your teasing finger on his chin, looking at you with pleading eyes. his lips wrap around then delicately at first, letting you push towards the back of his tongue before sucking harshly at them. he instinctively closes his eyes and moans, running his tongue against you. “look at you, getting hard just from sucking my fingers like a worthless whore,” you say rather calmly, your other hand grazing his cheek. felix whimpers in an octave far from his everyday voice, sucking even harder and bucking his hips towards you.

—seungmin ✩

he was lost in his own little world. his eyes shut closed and his face nuzzled into your chest as he sucked on your nipple. his other hand lazily groped and squeezed the other one. “such a horny puppy,” you chuckle, almost cooing when you see his eyes flutter over his droopy lids and a small moan is muffled by your breast. “is my bad dog in heat?” seungmin’s brain is too fuzzy to even answer you, too focused on the feeling of your nipple in his mouth. you laugh again, brushing your fingers through his soft hair, “my dumb puppy.”

—jeongin ✩

tears have already brimmed along his waterline as he tried to take all of your length. between the corners of his lips burning and his prostate being stimulated from the dildo he was sitting on, he couldn’t help but sob. “look at you. you get some dick up your ass and now you can’t even think straight,” you laughed at him and push his head down further on your strap, making him gag and whine. he softly puts his hands on your knees for support and looks up at you, silently asking for permission. you answer with a surprisingly soft touch to his cheek. “keep going, slut. you’re not stopping until I’m satisfied.”

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subskz · 1 year

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mess - k.sm

content: sub seungmin, dom reader, puppyplay, slight dumbification, use of a vibrator, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, slight degradation, humiliation, finger sucking, reader slaps seungmin once, begging, cum eating, reader’s sex is unspecified

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Kim Seungmin hated messes.

This was a fact that you’d come to learn very early on in your relationship—something you’d figured out within mere moments of meeting him, if you were being honest.

His polite greeting, freshly ironed clothes, and bag that was meticulously packed with sheet music had told you all that you needed to know. Responsible, organized, neat.

The first time you’d ever heard his voice rise above the gentle tenor you’d grown used to was when you’d caught him scolding Jisung, who had spilled ramyeon all over the kitchen floor, then proceeded to try and clean it with just a hand towel.

You were never able to play a game of Halli Galli without him leaning over, practically like a reflex, to straighten out the card deck when it got too cluttered.

Any time he’d meet up with you after practice with a cap thrown over his head, you knew it was because his carefully styled hair had become disheveled underneath, and he refused to reveal it no matter how much you insisted it was fine.

For all those endearing Seungmin-isms that had become ingrained in your mind, as time went on, you began to pick up on other quirks of his as well—ones that piqued a different kind of interest.

It began with you noticing the way his head would tilt quizzically to the side when he was feeling confused, and from there, the way he was almost too eager to comply when the other boys playfully asked him to bark. Both adorable, both harmless.

What was less adorable, however, was the face he’d make when he leaned his head back to stretch, eyes fluttering shut as his own lithe fingers slid around his neck like it was the most natural thing in the world.

You’d found yourself wondering what kind of face he’d make if a collar were wrapped around it instead.

‘Seungminnie, meong!”

The way Seungmin had reacted the first time you’d said the words for yourself was something you’d never forget. It had been an innocent—well, mostly innocent—attempt at joining in on the fun. The last thing you’d expected was for his breath to catch in his throat, eyes going wide, and lips parting to form an expression that both puzzled and fascinated you. After all, he’d never behaved so strangely when anyone else said it, so what was the harm in you playing along?

As it turned out, there wasn’t any harm. Quite the opposite, actually.

Every aspect of Kim Seungmin, from his appearance, to his living space, right down to his mindset, was never anything less than responsible, organized, neat. That was why it was all the more fun for you to make a mess of him.

“Are you embarrassed?”

Seungmin averted his eyes, giving the faintest nod. Even nonverbal responses were difficult when faced with your observant stare, scrutinizing him from above. “That’s no good, Seungmo,” you clicked your tongue. “Silly thoughts like those only get in the way.”

He swallowed, knowing deep down that you were right. He wanted nothing more than to let go and surrender the control that he clung to so tightly in his daily life. To clear his mind from any reservations and leave it blank. Blank for you to fill with whatever you saw fit.

“You don’t need to think,” your voice softened. “The only thing a puppy like you needs to do is listen. So let’s empty that cute little head of yours, okay?”

Seungmin’s whole body relaxed, a wave of relief passing over him the same way it did every time you spoke to him that way. His jaw unclenched, shoulders slumping as if a physical weight had been lifted off of them.

“There we go. Stay just like that.”

He didn’t move a muscle as you rose from your chair and padded away, presumably to fetch his collar—and if he was lucky, maybe even a toy or two. Despite being fully clothed, he felt more exposed than ever kneeling alone on the cold kitchen floor, arms obediently behind his back, with no purpose other than to wait patiently for you.

Discomfort had already begun to set in from the position he had taken. A light ache nagged at his bones, but nonetheless, he stayed put. If his convenience had been important in this scenario, then you would have told him to readjust.

The jingling of Seungmin’s collar indicated your return. His heart rate quickened as you took your seat once more and the additional items you’d retrieved came into view; a bullet vibrator, its remote, a bottle of lube, and a condom.

You placed the toys aside on the table, taking the collar into your hands to spread it before him. In most cases, he didn’t dare act without your permission, but no spoken command was needed here. He leaned forward on pure instinct, allowing you to wrap the accessory snugly around his throat.

As you did, Seungmin thought back briefly to when you’d first customized it together. The question of what he’d wanted engraved on the silver, heart-shaped tag had come up.

You, of course, had suggested his name, the obvious choice of “puppy”, and several other terms of endearment. It had been Seungmin who’d surprised you with the desire to have your own name written there instead.

He didn’t just want to be “Seungmin” or “puppy” or ��good boy”, he wanted to be your Seungmin, your puppy, your good boy. His name was irrelevant, as far as he was concerned. All that mattered was that he belonged to you.

It had been a surprisingly intense approach coming from the gentle man you knew, but not an unwelcome one. If anything, his certainty about it only drew you in further.

An airy sigh left Seungmin’s lips when you finished fastening the collar in place. As always, you slipped two of your fingers beneath the band to ensure there was just the right amount of leeway. He relished in the feeling of it tightening ever so slightly around his neck, face morphing into that same look of bliss that had initially captivated you.

“Is it okay?” you checked.

He gave a short nod, trying to hide his disappointment when you removed your fingers and took the extra pressure with them.

“Say it for me, Minnie.”

“Yes,” he breathed, noticing for the first time how long he’d gone without uttering a word. “It’s okay.”

Satisfied, you leaned back, the dark glint returning to your eyes. “Forgetting how to speak already?”

A tiny whine built up in the back of Seungmin’s throat, and he nodded again, with more urgency this time.

“Poor puppy can’t even think for himself,” you cooed, the faintest hint of scorn lacing your voice. “That’s good. The only thoughts you need are the ones I tell you to have.”

The hazy feeling that had been gradually creeping up on Seungmin’s mind threatened to take over in full. His eyes fluttered shut as you reached out to run your thumb along the apple of his cheek, brushing past his long, dark lashes in the process.

“You can let go,” you continued. “I’m a nice owner, aren’t I? You’re safe with me.”

Seungmin relished in the gentleness of your touch, knowing any affectionate contact from here on out would be minimal. He kept his eyes closed even as you pulled away to redirect your attention to the objects you’d placed on the table. Being unable to see what you were doing only heightened his anticipation, and when the sound of you tearing open the condom packet broke the silence, a familiar heat pooled in his stomach.

Suddenly, your scent flooded his nostrils, making him realize with a start that you had lowered yourself so that you were mere inches away from him. He nearly jolted as your fingers found his chest, undoing the buttons of his dress shirt one by one until the garment spilled over his hips.

You took a moment to admire his lean body, drinking in the smooth skin of his abdomen that was littered with fading marks. What caught your attention most, however, was the rapid rise and fall of his chest.

“You’re breathing so fast. Are you excited?”

Seungmin could only muster a small noise of agreement as your hand slid further down, palming his clothed length to find that he’d become half-hard without a single touch from you. “There’s my answer,” you hummed.

You made quick work of unbuttoning his pants as well, tugging down the zipper and leaving just enough room to pull out his cock. In a way, it was even more thrilling to keep him partially dressed—to watch him fall apart in the same dapper outfit that he’d put so much care into choosing. Knowing Seungmin, he’d never be able to wear these clothes again without blushing over the memories associated with them.

A snap of your fingers made him blink open his eyes at last, that big brown gaze of his still managing to look so innocent despite everything. “What’s got you worked up, puppy?” you teased. “What is it you want so bad?”

You weren’t really asking him, Seungmin was just as aware of this as you were. There was only one answer, and it came to him like second nature.

“I want what you want,” he murmured.

You smiled. It wasn’t just something you’d trained him to say, he’d proven time and time again that he meant every word.

His eyebrows furrowed as your hand slipped beneath the waistband of his underwear and pulled out his length. It twitched just barely in your hand, responding to your touch in the same mellow, reserved way that Seungmin always did. It was endearing, but it also challenged you to push him further, to draw out the more passionate reactions that you knew he was capable of.

You traced your index finger along the underside of his cock, feeling it swell and harden as you did. His eyes followed your every move almost as if he were entranced, and his breath hitched when you removed your hand altogether to reach for the bottle of lube.

Seungmin didn’t have the chance to brace himself before the cool liquid came pouring out. A chill ran down his spine as it dribbled along his dick and seeped into the fabric of his underwear. The added sloppiness was intentional on your part, and you continued to squeeze a generous amount until his length was practically gleaming with the substance.

He felt no concern in that moment for the stain that would inevitably be left on his clothes. The only thing on his mind was the ache of arousal he felt grow with each passing second. He gritted his teeth, managing to stop himself from bucking forward in search of your hand once more.

Fully aware of Seungmin’s struggle to stay composed, you took your sweet time in preparing the materials before lining up the bullet vibrator with the condom and expertly sliding it down his length.

You prodded at the toy to ensure it was wedged snugly between the head of his cock and the rubber. The tiniest whimper of impatience graced your ears as you did so, and for good measure, you gave his tip a scolding flick.

“Relax, Seungmo. I’ll make a mess of you soon enough.”

At that, you rose from where you’d been crouching and returned to your chair. The position you took was so casual, so relaxed—it was as if you were settling in to watch something mundane on television rather than toy with Seungmin until he reached his breaking point.

It was where the both of you belonged, he’d decided. Him, on his knees and at your mercy while you studied him from above, returning his earnest gaze with a look of fond condescendence.

“Paw.”

Seungmin complied in an instant, reaching a hand out from behind his back to place it in your waiting palm.

“Good boy.”

The praise was simple, but it calmed his racing heart. He was doing well. You gave his hand a squeeze, and he squeezed back twice.

It served as a way for you to check on him; to make sure he was still okay when words became too much. But aside from that, Seungmin had his own reason for taking comfort in the action. Having his hand in yours helped keep him anchored. It was easy to drift too far when he let himself go like this, but you would always be there to guide him back to you when he needed it.

Seungmin’s eyes lit up as you took the remote into your free hand, locking on the device just as a puppy would with its favorite toy. Your thumb brushed over the power button, and the way his body tensed in preparation earned a mischievous smile from you.

“Something you wanna say, puppy?” you prompted, perfectly content with dragging out the wait longer than necessary.

His tongue darted out to swipe over his lips. It was brief, but a testament to the excitement bubbling underneath his disciplined demeanor. “Please,” he began, soft as ever. “Please, play with me.”

A gasp immediately followed his request as the bullet vibrator buzzed to life, pleasure jolting through his senses with a level of intensity that he hadn’t been prepared for. Seungmin pressed his lips together, cheeks puffing adorably in the process of trying to muffle a moan. He succeeded for the most part, but the cute, broken traces of the sound weren’t lost on you.

You observed him calmly from where you sat, taking satisfaction in every twitch of his cock and subtle shift in his expression. He parted his mouth ever so slightly, tilting his head back and giving you a perfect view of his collared throat. The vibrations against his most sensitive spot were overwhelming him at an alarmingly quick rate, leaving him with nothing to focus on other than the persistent stimulation.

“Does it feel good, Minnie?” you asked sweetly.

“I–” his attempt at a response was cut off by his own sharp inhale. “M-mmph.”

Amused, you switched the setting, and the steady buzz alternated to short, rhythmic bursts instead. The sudden change made Seungmin’s hips jerk up wildly, earning a giggle from you that made his face grow hot with embarrassment.

“Speak for me,” you ordered. “Tell me how much you like it.”

He swallowed hard, trying desperately to regain control of his voice and give a proper answer. “I like it,” he whimpered. “Feels so good, I c-can’t take it.”

“Can’t take it?” you echoed with a frown. “We only just started playing, puppy.”

This time, Seungmin couldn’t hold back his whine. His mouth fell open as it spilled out, long and helpless and nothing short of angelic. He was fully hard by now, cock swollen and practically throbbing as the toy pulsed against his tip, each wave of vibrations tightening the knot in his stomach more and more.

You admired him for a moment longer before changing the setting once again. He barely registered the click of the remote in time as the toy returned to that same, relentless frequency from earlier. Seungmin bucked up again despite his best efforts, small beads of sweat beginning to form on his forehead.

“If only the others could see you right now,” you hummed, tracing your thumb thoughtfully along the device. “Sweet, polite little Seungmin doing something so gross. What would they think of you?”

Seungmin squeezed his eyes shut, unsure whether it was shame or arousal that was making his whole body burn. To emphasize the taunt, you upped the intensity of the vibrator even further, earning a cute, high-pitched squeak from the boy.

“But I’m the only one who gets to see you like this.” You placed the remote on the table, leaning forward to flick the tag on his collar. “Only I know what a dirty puppy you really are.”

He all but doubled over at that, veering dangerously close to the edge with a broken moan.

“Ah…p-please,” he mewled.

“What’s the matter, angel?” You gave his chin a scratch as it fell into your hand, marveling at how hot his skin felt beneath your fingertips. “At your limit already?”

Seungmin nodded frantically, hips already beginning to stutter. You paused for a moment before granting him permission, eyes flickering down to his cock to find it jerking against his stomach, as if it, too, was begging for release.

“Hm…you look so cute trying to hold back like that, though.”

His collar chimed as he shook his head with even more urgency, unable to handle your teasing when every part of him was fighting to delay his climax. “N-no, no, please,” he stuttered. “Let me, please.”

“Alright, Minnie,” you gave in easily, having other plans in mind for him. “Cum for me like a good boy.”

The last of his self-control effectively crumbled with your words, and he allowed himself to let go. He held his breath, mustering all the strength he could to avoid making too much noise while his high washed over him. Your eyes gleamed as you watched his seed spill into the condom, painting the rubber white and coating the vibrator.

“Look at you, filling it up so well,” you cooed. “But I think we can get a little more than that, don’t you?”

Seungmin was panting by the time the last few waves of his orgasm had passed, his mind too muddled to have fully processed what you were getting at. He was given no choice but to understand however, as it soon dawned on him that the vibrator was still very much active, with no intention of stopping any time soon.

His head shot up in a panic, searching your face for some sign of mercy, only to find none. The toy continued to buzz against his hypersensitive tip without a care, and the sensation quickly became unbearable.

“Ah, w-wait!” he choked out. “Too much, ‘s too much!”

He squeezed his thighs together in a fruitless effort to escape the overstimulation, every one of his nerve-endings set ablaze.

“Shh…you can take it, puppy. I know you can.” Your voice was like cool water soothing the burn of his body. Though it didn’t stop him from writhing helplessly at your feet, he still did his best to endure the discomfort for you.

Seungmin’s bangs had become damp with sweat from all his straining, and you reached out with your free hand to brush them out of his eyes. A moan of pure desperation, completely unlike him, echoed throughout the room, and you took the opportunity to slip two of your fingers inside his open mouth.

His lips closed around the digits instantly, encasing them with a soft, wet heat. Tiny hums built up in his throat as you pressed down on his tongue, but just when you thought he’d finally let his guard down, he lowered his head sheepishly.

“Look at me, baby,” you ordered. “I wanna see your pretty face.”

Seungmin whined softly in protest, letting you know he’d heard you loud and clear. Despite that, he made no move to lift his gaze, and you pulled your fingers out of his mouth to fully catch his attention.

You tapped the crown of his head, dripping his saliva into his soft hair. “Minnie. I said look at me.”

He visibly shuddered over the hint of warning in your tone, making it all the more surprising to you when his eyes remained stubbornly glued to the floor.

“Please…it’s too embarrassing,” he whispered.

You clicked your tongue in disapproval, grabbing Seungmin’s chin and tilting it up by force. Without missing a beat, your hand came down on his cheek, slapping him with just enough force to earn a feeble yelp.

He stiffened, head tilted slightly from the impact, pupils blown wide as they locked on you. It took everything in him to resist the urge to reach up and cradle his stinging face, the newfound pain only adding to the slew of sensations that were overwhelming his body.

“What did I say earlier?” Seungmin’s heart hammered in his chest as you nudged his chin up again, more gently this time. “Is my puppy too dumb to remember simple orders?”

He sucked in a shaky breath, not daring to speak. “Your only job is to listen to me,” you murmured. “When I tell you to do something, you do it like a good boy.”

You gave his hand a delicate squeeze, and when he squeezed back twice, you continued.

“Apologize if you understand.”

The boy hiccuped weakly, trying to hold himself together when the vibrations pulsing through his cock already had his head spinning. “I’m s-sorry,” he whimpered. “Please, forgive me. Won’t happen again.”

You softened, running your thumb gently over his trembling hand. His lips parted the instant you brought your fingers back to them, and though every instinct told him to duck away in shame, he managed to hold eye contact as you pumped in and out of his mouth.

A sweet, muffled moan left Seungmin, the pain of overstimulation now replaced by a pleasurable ache as his second climax approached. Once your fingers were thoroughly coated, you pulled them out to smear saliva all over his lips, relishing in the cute sound of embarrassment he made as you did.

“My messy little puppy, drooling everywhere.” You watched in amusement as it dripped down his chin. “Does it feel that good?”

“Yes…’s good,” he slurred. “Close—mmph!”

You tugged at his glistening lower lip one last time before leaning back to admire him fully. “Go ahead, Minnie. Let it all out for me.”

“Ah, ah, ah!” Seungmin was unable to keep himself quiet this time as the pressure in his abdomen snapped all at once. Hot pleasure jolted through him even more intensely than before, making the muscles in his stomach contract wildly with each wave.

You paid close attention as the condom grew fuller with his seed, only turning the vibrator off at last when the last few spurts had spilled out of him.

His chest heaved as he came down from his high, a sense of bliss washing over him after being pushed so close to his limit. Through all his panting, he briefly registered your hand letting go of his as you moved to crouch in front of him.

“You did so well for me, angel. How do you feel?”

Seungmin blinked a few times, trying to keep the sweat from trickling into his eyes. Words were still a challenge for him. His tongue felt heavy and his head felt light. All he could manage was a breathy, “Good. So good.”

“I’m glad my puppy enjoyed his playtime,” you cooed.

He winced slightly when your fingers found the base of his still-sensitive length, careful not to let any of his cum spill out as you pulled the condom off.

“Now, clean up your mess.”

You kept hold of the vibrator as you emptied the rubber, allowing his seed to pour out and form a small, pearly pool on the floor. Though Seungmin had expected it, that didn’t stop his face from reddening. He knew better than to hesitate this time, and he wordlessly leaned down to obey your command.

The sound of his tongue lapping filled the room as he licked up the puddle to the best of his ability. For good measure, you rested your foot on the back of his head, pressing down just enough to smear his face with cum. A mortified whimper escaped him as you did so, but nonetheless, he continued until he’d cleaned up every last drop.

“Good boy,” you praised. “Make it spotless, just the way you like.”

You pulled your foot away once he was finished, allowing him to lift his foggy head. The sight you were met with was positively sinful—dark hair tousled and dripping, eyes half-lidded with lust, and flushed face gleaming with a mix of cum, drool, and sweat.

“You look so pretty, even like this,” you marveled, reaching out to run your fingers through his hair. “You really let yourself go today, hm?”

“Mhm.” The haze in Seungmin’s eyes began to clear a bit, as if it dawned on him for the first time just how filthy he felt. “Oh God…yeah. I need a shower.”

His sudden shift in demeanor made you giggle. It was unsurprising to you at this point, how soon he’d snap back to his usual, meticulous self. The contentment of having his autonomy, his every thought, placed in your secure hands could only last so long with a mind as attentive as his.

Still, that didn’t mean he couldn’t bask in the care and affection that came afterwards, even if he never could quite shake that lingering awkwardness when you doted on him. You found it endearing—just like everything else about him—which of course, had made him all the shyer when you’d expressed it.

Seungmin held both your hands for support as he rose to full standing, legs wobbling. “More like a nice, warm bath,” you remarked, tucking him gently back into his boxers. “It’s my turn to clean you up.”

Your hand cradled his cheek as you spoke, careful not to press too hard on the tender skin where you’d impacted him. Seungmin’s expression softened at that, and he ducked his head, somehow embarrassed by the idea of you bathing him even after everything that had transpired.

“You don’t have to,” he mumbled, acutely aware of how wrecked he must’ve looked. The protest was half-hearted, however, as he made no effort to stop you when you laced your fingers with his and tugged him in the direction of the bathroom.

“Don’t get shy on me now, Seungmo,” you teased. “Messy is a good look for you.”

#skz smut #sub!skz #sub!seungmin #seungmin smut #dom!reader #kim seungmin x reader

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sugarmelin · 11 months

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May I help you?

Pairing: Skz x reader

Warning: sub!skz, dom!reader, smut, some aftercare, some fluff

Summary: sub!skz headcanons?... kinda in bed.

minors do not interact

Chan

- Chan works hard, and he deserves every love and care in the world and you will show him in the bed.

- Pillow Prince number #1

Kissing his body so tenderly, praising him after every kiss, while he breathe heavily. He may have a tough image but his my your baby~

- he always want to be your good boy! How sweet of him~ When you let him have a taste of you, he will eat you like he haven't eat for months! He will ask "am I doing it right?"or "I'm your good boy right?"

- When he works at home, make him sit on you but with a butt plug vibrator in his ass and guess what? You have the remote~

When you put the vibrator on the highest setting, He's trying so hard to be a good boy for you and don't cum while you kiss his neck and give little love bites, your left hand going under his pants and boxers, playing with his sensitive balls. But unfortunately after a few minutes, he cum with a loud moan in his pants and now he needs to face the punishment.

- Letting out little "I'm sorry! I'm sorry-" while starting to cry because he wanted to be a good boy for you :(

Lee know

Ah, my sweet little brat Minho ~... At first he will act all cocky and dominant, you have to remainder him who's in charge.

When you grab his wrists with one hand and pin them above his head, the other hand slowly goes up and down on his abdomen. kissing his soft spots oh so gently, edging him for how many times he teased you that day, he will melt.

But when you're finally fucking him, his still trying to tease you but not for long. "Is t-that AH all y-you got-t?! Agh! O-OH YES J-JUST LIKE THAT-" he couldn't even talk when you go harder on him, hitting the right fucking spot, making his eyes roll back. At these times he will make delicious sounds and call your name, making you go even faster that makes him almost scream and moan louder to let anyone know how good you fucking him, making them jealous to be in his position and he will smirk at the thought while still moaning.

He will want you to mark him so everyone knows who he belongs to, and will proudly show them off~

If your fucking him doggy style, put a mirror in front of him so he can see how he's being ruined by you, looking at you with overstimulating eyes in the mirror. Definitely slap my sluty kitty's ass Hard that he goes forward from how hard it was, making him moan out so loud.

He loves aftercare, he will whine when he loses connection with your body when you go to prepare a nice bath for yourselves. When you're finished and went to pick him up bridal style, his head is on your shoulder, maybe giving some little kisses to your neck or shoulder while you take him to the bathroom <3

Changbin

- You better praise my little mochi...

He literally lives in the gym, working on and on for his body. compliment his muscles and how good they look, he will smile while starting to flex his arms for you to hear more praise from you :>

He loves to sit on your lap, burying his face into your neck and inhaling your scent while you crass his thigh. if you got near his crotch and give some attention to it, he will let out whimpers into your neck.

- Before Making him ride you in reverse cowgirl position, stretch his little hole a little with your fingers that were wet because of him sucking on it, paying a good attention to his sweet spot~

Watch him suck you off while trying to get the all of the strap-on in his mouth, but suddenly you grab his hair and fuck his face. He will gagg around it while tears run down his face before looking up at you with big eyes and let out a muffled moan, enjoying it.

Put bunny ears on his head and call him your sluty bunny and only yours.

He's a greedy bunny, he doesn't want to share you with anyone!

- He will beg pathetically to mark him all over his body, then the day after when he look at himself in the mirror, admiring all the marks

- In aftercare, he will cling to you and wouldn't let you go ! If you want to get up, he will cry and say that don't leave him here because he doesn't want to be alone !

He wants you right NOW nothing else !!!

Hyunjin

Pillow Prince number #2

He can't cum if you're not with him :<

My poor little baby is so used to you doing all the work, he doesn't know what to do without you! He will call you where ever you are, sniffing when you pick up the call and immediately asking him what's wrong while he answers with a whiney tone that he can't cum and he needs you. When you go to his house and knock on his door, he will rush to the door opening it wildly.

When you look at him, he's wearing an oversized purple t-shirt that comes to his thighs, covering his hard cock and his hair in a messy bun, his eyes sparkle like stars when he saw you.

He will hug you so tightly, whispering 'please help me' while leaving small kisses on your neck dry humping your leg that you let that slide this time

Make him cum, but don't stop, Milk him till he has nothing left as punishment for breaking the rule~ OR while doing that, put a mirror in front of him and have him sit between your legs, his back against your chest as you still jerk him off from the start.

He's whining and moaning so loud for being overstimulated, begging for you to stop but his hips are rolling into your fist.

And I'm going to put this for another time

Han

Ah, my babygirl~ Pillow Prince number #3 He doesn't want to lift a finger, He wants you to do all the work and you will gladly do it.

Make him ride you while your fingers are digging into his skin, definitely leaving marks behind and guiding his hips.

- He's literally your fuck toy.

His little cute hiccups after his orgasm :) Putting a wiggle motion vibrator in his ass AND teasing his tip with another vibrator While he's moaning out so loud. Baby girl is vocal~

- Jisung with his anime thighs in mini skirt & thigh high :))

When you come home from work, all tired and want to cuddle with your babygirl. Jisung come and greets you at the door like usual and saw how tired you were, so after you go change and sit on the sofa, Jisung rans to your shard bedroom and put on his favorite tank top and tiny skirt that barely covers anything.

You eyes were close when jisung walk into the living room. He walked towards you and set down on your lap, when you open your eyes and look at what his wearing, he would kiss you on the cheek and ask you if you like it or not!

- Oh ! And he loves your tits, always want to see them !!

Felix

My cute little omega kitty <3 Putting vibrators on his sensitive nipples and balls, while he's in a pink cute skirt with white cat ears and a tail butt plug, nothing else. sighs

Fucking Felix in a cat maid outfit while wearing cat paw gloves and his hands are in paw-like position. He already cum three times and his in a overstimulating pleasure, his voice turned high pitch after his first orgasm.

His legs are on your shoulders while fucking him deep, hitting the right spot. Making him burn with pleasure even more. If you my little babies want me to make this order, tell me.

My My~, did you ever heard my kitten's moans? They are so adorable and sweet, gently teasing his tip while he let out soft whines, little begs 'please please- fuck! Please' Wants to be a brat so you punish him, But also wants to be a good boy for you.

Whisper sweet nothing while choking him, playing with that band of his panties AND a butt plug vibrator in his ass. My little kitty will cum so hard <3

Seungmin

- So everyone... do you see my puppy here? He's a sucker for head pats. But he doesn't admit it out loud.

He trys so hard not to react when you whisper in his ear, calling him "good puppy" while playing with his tip.

You tease him a little with kissing his neck~ He tells you to stop but doesn't do any attempt, you hand goes down to give his ball a squeeze while he let out a cute whimper.

- He will look up at you with curious eyes, wanting to know what will you do to him

He will get cockdumb fast while letting out whimpers like a little puppy in a heat, finely getting what he wants~ He can't even talk from how good your fucking him, he can't answer you properly.

- The high pitch whines and whimpers.

He doesn't really moan BUT he will moan out so loud when you start hitting his sweet spot over and over again, moaning over and over again :)

I.N

Another little cutie who has a tough image, but is just a baby~

He will quietly whimper when you look at him with lustful eyes

- kiss him all over his face, he will giggle :> My baby is kind awkward sometimes, so you need to help him with everything.

He will dress up pretty if he wants extra attention, but everytime you told him if he wants attention he can say it, he know he will have your full attention from a tug on you shirt while he's looking at you big adorable eyes

- Make him wear a butt plug all day when he's at work and when he comes home to you, he's begging you to fuck him already ~

Tell him film himself, pulling out the plug from himself. He blushed when he read the message from you ! When he’s at rest room, he locks the door before finding a perfect angle to record himself.

- he let out cute whines and whimpers, his eyes squeeze shut while slowly pulling it out...

Waiting a little while panting softly a few seconds, Before pushing it back in himself, letting out a loud moan for being stretched out again :)

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It took longer that I thought it would be, like & reblog are appreciated and tell me how you think sweetcheeks~

Don't forget to eat, drink water, love and take care of yourself and body ! (ㅅ´ ˘ `) ~~♡

Hope you enjoyed !

See you next time~

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seungmoonandstars · 3 months

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Kim Seungmin/female reader

wc: ~7.2k

rating: fluff (kinda?) to smut to fluff ಇ (sub/switch!seungmin/softdom!reader)

comments: this is my first time trying out non idol Seungmin. @xirxe requested au fluff! I started a coworker au, and then got more info from them after I started writing furiously. I'm still working on another one more specific to their request, but I decided to finish this one as well. "Finish" …because I don't know when to stop ever. It got very long and turned much more sex-heavy than originally intended. Anyway, I miss writing long pieces and now I might write a part 5 for Blind Date (⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)

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The first time you see him, he’s in one of the appliance aisles. Actually, it’s the first time you hear him, because what gets your attention is him laughing hysterically with another coworker, goofing off, sitting in one of the display office chairs. And he’s just about to be launched down the aisle when you turn the corner.

“Oh shit…caught,” you hear one of them say, and you’re pretty sure it was Changbin. But they both stop dead and look at you like you already handed out their punishments.

The reality is, you don’t care what they’re doing, because the store is nearly empty of customers. The snowstorm outside is making sure of that. But you’re new, and you’re above them—that’s all it takes to make things awkward. They’re probably expecting you to start bossing them around immediately.

Nope. You walk by them and smirk, “don’t break anything please…”

They giggle and pick up where they left off as soon as you turn the corner and disappear. You remember who the dark haired one is, but for some reason, the name of the blond in the chair is escaping you.

The second time you see him, he’s fighting with the coffee machine in the breakroom.

As soon as he hears you walk in, he stops beating his open palm against the side, looks back, smiles, then tries the button again. “Do you want a cup?” He asks.

“Doesn’t seem like it wants to give us any.”

“Surrounded by brand new Nespresso machines…stuck with this.” He opens the top, closes it, then pushes the button again. This time it works, and a moment later, his coffee is pouring into his cup.

“Maybe I can ask about getting a new one for us.” You watch him watching his coffee.

He swirls it and brings it to his nose before taking a sip. “I’ve tried. Hopefully you have better luck.”

To your surprise, he sits directly across from you at the table. You look at him, try desperately to remember his name. You forgot to check the schedule when you saw him earlier in the day, but you don’t want to ask. And of course he isn’t wearing his name tag.

“Where’s your name tag?” You ask, trying not to sound too much like a manager.

“Uh…” he slaps his chest where it should be, looks down at it, thinks. “I must’ve lost it.” The smirk on his face is…cute.

“I’ll get you a new one.”

“You’re very helpful.” He shakes his bangs away from his eyes—blond, a little too long. You can see his big dark eyes a little better, just for a second until his gaze drops back down to his coffee.

“I try.”

He’s quiet for the remainder of your break, but when you rise to leave, he does as well. You head toward the office, and he follows. Just before you get there, he makes a left turn.

Now you can finally look at the schedule and figure out his name.

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The very next day, you still have no idea who he is. The copy of the schedule was nowhere to be found, and your computer access is still limited. Try as you might, your login just won’t work. All you have to do is ask him, though. It’s not that big of a deal. And honestly, if you weren’t wearing your name tag, he probably wouldn’t know yours either.

A soft knock on the office door makes you jump. You check the time—8am. If only you could find a schedule, you’d know who was supposed to be here right now.

“Good morning!” You’re greeted with a familiar face when you open the door. He steps inside, hands stuffed in his pockets. “Do you have a job for me?”

“Do I…I’m not sure. Is anyone else here?”

“Uhm, well you opened the doors,” he starts, rubbing the back of his neck, “and I just came in because the door wasn’t locked, which was lucky, because it’s cold out and I did not want to stand out there and wait.”

“Okay, so we’re here.”

“Just us, yes.”

“Do you have a login for the computer?”

He nods and smiles, takes a seat, and starts typing. “You don’t?”

“It doesn’t work yet.”

“Oh okay, that sounds about right for this place.” He gets up and turns the seat for you. “I don’t have as much access as your login would, but it’s better than nothing.”

You sit down and spin back to the computer, look around, click a few things. His profile photo stares at you from the corner, and you have to force yourself not to accidentally click on it. He’s watching over your shoulder, leaning in a little, trying to be helpful. You catch the faintest scent of whatever he's wearing. It's not cologne, though. He just smells clean and nice, probably how his bedroom smells.

You find a page of contacts, phone numbers. Good enough for now. “Thanks,” you turn to him and he’s staring down at you with a goofy smile.

“No problem. I’m going to go make some coffee.”

As soon as he leaves, you don’t grab your phone and call another manager, and you don’t even keep the contact page up. You go back and click on his profile.

“Oh! Kim Seung Min, that’s your name.” You stare at his profile photo. His hair is darker in this, and the contrast makes his skin look pale and his eyes look even bigger. His smile is so wide, like he's actually happy to be there. He’s very photogenic; it’s a good photo. A work ID photo really has no business looking this nice.

A few minutes later, he knocks again, and you quickly exit out of the screen as if he can see you through the door.

“Sorry, I just…I saw the new machine," his little nod and blink makes your breath catch in your throat. "I made you some.”

Seungmin hands you a mug of coffee, a little darker than you’re used to, but he obviously watched you put milk in yours yesterday, and tried his best to copy it.

“Thank you, Seungmin.”

“I can remake it, if it’s not good.”

“I’m sure it’ll be fine.”

“Did you find what you were looking for?”

You look at the screen, heart starting to race. Did you only think you exited out of his profile? No, it’s not there. What is he talking about?

“Oh…oh, no not yet. No answer. I’ll call again in a few minutes.”

“I can help you with the opening stuff, if you’d like. I’ve done it a few times with the other managers.”

“The guy I saw yesterday and the one I’m seeing now don’t seem like the same person.”

He stares blankly for a few seconds, puffs out his cheeks, looks around. “Me?” The blush in his cheeks is rising. “Am I being too responsible right now? I can stop.” Seungmin smiles so big you can see all of his teeth.

It’s hard keeping your own smile in check. This one has to know how cute he is, and there’s no way he doesn’t use it to his advantage. “You can stop in an hour.”

“Deal.”

The two of you survive, dancing around each other for a few hours—you, purposely avoiding him several times by swerving to a different aisle. Him, well…he acted responsible all morning, smiled every time you made eye contact. When noon finally comes around, another manager shows up, and the snow finally stops.

Changbin also arrived at noon, and as soon as he and Seungmin looked at each other, all responsibility flew out the window. But you turned a blind eye to whatever goofing off they decided to do. And Seungmin, unfortunately, didn’t look in your direction the rest of the day.

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“Does your login work yet?” Seungmin comes in and digs around in the pockets of his jacket.

You’re slumped over on the table, phone in hand, trying not to fall asleep, but you sit up when you see him come through the door, “It does.”

This is the first time you’ve seen him in three days. He was off, then you were off for two days. Now you’re on break, and he just started his shift 15 minutes ago. You’re not sure why he’s in here, and whatever he’s looking for in his pockets doesn’t seem to be there.

“Are you okay?” he asks, and then finally pulls something out. It’s his name tag. He pins it to his shirt, very crookedly, then takes it off and tries again.

“Yeah, just didn’t sleep well,” you squint at it and try to make out the little sticker by his name, but he’s too far away.

“The trick to falling asleep is to try to stay awake.”

“What?” You look from his name tag to his face. His hair is dark again. “Your hair.”

“My hair? Oh! I got tired of being blond.”

You like it dark. It’s not dark, though, not really. It’s a natural brown color, but he obviously did it himself, because you can still see some blond streaks coming through. It makes his skin look warm. Yes, you like it.

“If you try to keep yourself awake in bed, you fall asleep. I was trying to read on my phone last night, and I really wanted to finish the chapter, but I ended up dozing off and dropping my phone on my face.”

It’s so stupid, and so clever. And cute.

Seungmin smirks at you and turns to walk away, and then he turns back. “Does it look okay?”

You stare at him. Does what look okay? His badge? Everything from where you’re sitting looks very good, now that he mentions it. Long legs in his black jeans, a little loose around his tiny frame. There's a rip over one thigh, and you can see some of his skin peeking through. The belt holding them up had to have an extra hole poked in it, because the end of it is long enough to stick out from the dark blue work shirt.

“My hair, I mean.”

“Yeah, I like it.”

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Seungmin isn’t alone today. His work buddy is here, and you can hear them all the way on the other side of the store. An hour or so later, another one comes in—this one you haven’t met yet, because he’s been gone all week. But as soon as he clocks in and returns to the floor, you hear all three of them laughing and acting up.

You don’t want to have to compete with two friends to get to him, but you will.

A walk by the phone accessory aisle gives you a chance to peek at them. Seungmin is sitting on the floor, legs crossed, arms propping up his long body.

Nobody else in the store seems to bother with making them work, so you don’t either. At least not now, in your first week. It’s hard enough starting a new job without worrying about making enemies—and besides, the minute you laid eyes on his him, making a new friend became your agenda.

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And of course they all sit in the breakroom together, chatting loudly. As long as one of those two are here, you don’t imagine you’ll have any opportunity to talk to him.

They’re not teenage boys, but you wouldn’t really know it if you could only hear the conversation and not see them. You almost walk in on them, but the noise startles you just as you reach for the door knob. Stopping and listening in is not your smartest decision of the day, but once you stand silently for a few seconds, you can’t move.

The first voice is easily recognizable—it’s Changbin.

“She doesn’t talk much…she hasn’t spoken to me at all. Well, except when she told me not to break anything.”

“Well I haven’t even seen her yet, so I guess she—“

“It’s shitty being new. I’m sure she’s just trying to get used to things.”

Seungmin’s voice is surprisingly quiet.

“Maybe. You’ve worked with her more. And I always see her looking at you…so.”

“So…what?” Seungmin is still quiet but there’s a tiny bit of offense behind it.

“So maybe you’re making it easier for her to adjust.”

“What the hell does that mean?”

"Don't play dumb, Seungie...older woman, authority figure." Changbin laughs,

“Cmon Min…” this time it’s the other one talking, “we know you’re a little bit of a slut sometimes.”

He doesn’t say anything in return, but you hear his chair being pushed back, and then he gets to his feet. It takes you a second to loosen yourself from the spot, but you manage just in time and duck behind the corner.

Seungmin runs right into you when he turns and he nearly knocks you to the ground, but his hand grabs your arm to steady you. “I’m sorry…you alright?” His voice is still quiet. He’s whispering, probably because he doesn’t want them to hear.

“Yeah, I’m good.” You look up at him, and you can’t help but wonder if what they just said about him is true. They were obviously trying to rile him up, but friends are also brutally honest sometimes.

“Are you going on your break? I wouldn’t go in there yet, if you are.”

“I was going to, yes.”

“Changbin and Hyunjin are in there, and they can be a handful sometimes.”

“And you’re not?”

A nervous laugh comes out, “uhm, maybe sometimes. They’re not the best influence on me.”

“I’ll be okay.”

“I can go back and make you a coffee. Actually…”

“Seungmin you don’t have to do that.”

“…I can take you across the street and we can grab some better coffee there.”

“Seungmin,” you widen your eyes at him, because his are huge.

“Please, I want to.”

“Are you flirting with me?” You're not sure why he wants to protect you, but that's clearly what he's doing.

Another nervous laugh. His ears turn red. He stutters, “flirting…um, uh no I didn’t mean it like that. I’m sorry.”

You hear them before you see them. They open the door and turn the corner before you can react—Seungmin freezes and stares at you. Changbin pushes him into the wall as he walks by, laughs, nods to you, and disappears.

“Guess the breakroom is safe now.”

“Yeah.”

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Once today, Seungmin caught himself staring at you. He dropped his eyes back down to his phone immediately, heart racing, face red. Part of him wanted you to catch him looking, the other part is still nervous.

You asked him to watch the register specifically to keep him away from his jerk friends, and you tried not to make it too obvious, but he knows. From here, he can see you wandering around, and you can see him. They’re nowhere to be found. It’s quiet.

He won’t tell anyone (well, not them), but he likes when it’s quiet and he can be by himself. And as much as he hates watching the register, he’s glad you put him up here, because it gives him a a chance to read and people watch. Now he’s just waiting for you to walk by.

A text pops up on his phone:

Did you get in trouble Seung?

He ignores it.

She’s looking at you right now…she’s swooning

He tries to ignore him again, but he looks up and around, trying to find you. Seungmin knows Changbin is just being an asshole, but maybe you are looking at him. He’s hoping you are.

“Seungmin?”

He jumps, and nearly drops his phone. “Hi…hi. You’re very quiet.”

“Sorry. I can wear a bell, if that helps.”

“A bell? Like a…a collar?” Seungmin watches as your eyes grow big. He has no idea why he said that, and now you probably think he’s a pervert. “Can we pretend I didn’t say that.” He goes back to his phone only to see more texts—a string of laughing emojis—oh, there she is—she can’t stay away from you.

“Yeah…bell, collar. Makes sense.”

“That was..." he groans, "so stupid. I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright. At least I know where your mind is now.”

“No, it’s not. I’m not…I mean, I’m just a ditz.”

“You’d look much better in one.”

He squeezes his eyes shut and rubs at his cheeks. “Please don’t hate me.” His eyes pop open again, “I’d what?”

“…look cute wearing a collar.”

“I would?”

You mhm and walk away. Just leave it at that. Were you flirting? Deflecting? Making him feel less stupid?

Seungmin doesn’t feel any less stupid. A comment like that to the wrong person could mean getting fired, and he just said it to his new manager.

But he doesn’t think you’d get him in trouble. He has no reason to think you wouldn’t, but…no, you wouldn’t.

You pop up behind him again, and once again, he jumps. "It's gonna take a lot more than that to make me dislike you."

･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄

The next time you see him, he’s on his way out. You’re making coffee, he barrels into the breakroom to grab his things. He doesn’t seem like he’s in a great mood, so you keep your attention on your mug.

Seungmin is in his locker and mumbling to himself. And then… “oh, I didn’t know anyone was is here.”

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, just ready to get out of here. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

The ghost of a smile is on his lips as he grabs his coat and runs back out the door. You were hoping for one more awkward moment with him before either of you left tonight, but now it’ll have to wait.

But he comes back in a moment later; doesn't speak, doesn't even close the door. Just looks at you.

Seungmin has no idea why he came back in, but he was hoping a good excuse would come to him in the few seconds it took to get here. Now he's just staring stupidly and chewing on his lip.

"Hi," you smile at him and sip your coffee. "Did you want a cup before you catch your bus?"

"How'd you know I take the bus?"

"You shrug, "It's in your availability, silly."

"Oh, right. So you're not just watching me all the time?"

"I didn't say that."

They're heard before they're seen. Changbin and Hyunjin push themselves right through Seungmin on the way into the breakroom.

"Oh, hi boss," Changbin reddens and smirks when he sees you standing there, "Is this a bad time?"

"I have to go, I'll see you tomorrow." Seungmin ducks out quickly before you can even say goodbye.

･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄

“Don’t forget your coffee,” Hyunjin squeezes Seungmin’s shoulder as he sneaks by him.

“My what? I didn’t bring coffee in with me.”

“It has your name on it.”

He turns and see it’s sitting there. Just a black coffee, but not from here. It’s from the coffee shop across the street. And yes, his name is written neatly on the side.

“Somebody brought you coffee. How sweet.” He smirks. “Have a good shift.”

Seungmin picks it up and takes a sip. It’s still hot, so it was just set here recently. And of course he knows who put it there, because he can be a little stupid sometimes, but not that stupid. He looks at the schedule on his phone to see who he works with, and you’re right in the middle of his shift. You’ll be gone soon, but, at least he didn’t just miss you.

---

“Thank you,” he says, walking up behind you. You have your coffee in one hand, phone in the other.

“For what?” Seungmin doesn’t scare you, his voice is too sweet and soft, even if he does sneak up.

He looks at his cup, then to you.

“You’re welcome. Hopefully you always take it black.”

“Most of the time, yes.”

“Oh, and you’re getting cut today.“

“My shift was cut?”

“In half. I told the boss I needed you here until I was done.”

“You do?”

“No, but I figured half a shift was better than none. And I can give you a ride home, if you want. It’s too cold to wait on the bus.”

Seungmin sips his coffee, because he’s not sure how to respond just yet. His stomach is swirling, though, and he’s trying to conceal his smile. “I don’t want you to get in trouble.”

You turn to face him, “in trouble for what?”

“Favoritism.”

“You think you’re my favorite?”

He nods once, mouth still covered by his cup.

“You’re right, you are.”

---

The rest of the shift drags, and of course it would—you’re putting him in your car and taking him home in a few hours…this will be your first time seeing him outside of work. You try to keep away from Seungmin as much as possible, though, because he’s right. If you’re not careful, everyone will notice the attention you’re starting to give him.

“I’m a bit of a drive from here,” he says when you finally walk down the same aisle as him. “So if you don’t want—“

“If you can handle it on the bus, I’m sure I can handle the drive.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure. I don’t mind. You can get the coffee next time, if it makes you feel better.”

“Yes,” he reaches out and looks at the order on the side of your cup. “I can do that.”

･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄

It is a long drive. But you don’t mind, because he’s comfortable in the passenger seat; head back, eyes closed. You sneak a glance at him every chance you get, and each time, it looks like he’s sleeping soundly. It’s nice seeing him so close, letting your eyes linger even more than you dared to before. Even in the dark. The shape of his nose and lips, his jawline, his ear. The way his hair falls so nicely, and so effortlessly.

But of course he catches you, looks right back, and smiles.

“You really have such a long ride to and from work every day, Seungmin?” You blush, even though you don’t think he saw you staring.

“Yeah, it’s not bad. I’m used to it.”

“Are you saving for a car?”

“No, I can’t drive.”

“Oh, do you want to learn?”

“I’m not sure, thinking about driving makes me nervous.”

“I don’t want this to come across weird, but…how old are you?”

“I am 23. Am I too young or too old?” He flips down the visor and opens the mirror.

“Are you flirting?”

“You did it first.”

“No, I think you might have flirted first, actually.”

“When?”

“When you tried to keep me out of the breakroom. But I guess that was more for my own sake than anything.”

“I didn’t want you to have to listen to them.” Seungmin sits back again, and you can feel his stare burning into you.

“I heard them.”

“You did? What did you hear?”

“Your friends think you’re fucking me…or that you’re going to. And that you’re a slut.”

He’s quiet, and you hope you haven’t gone too far by actually saying it as crassly as they did.

“I’m not.”

“You’re not a slut?” You smile at him, hoping to break any tension you may have created. Thankfully it seems to work, because Seungmin laughs and covers his eyes. Then shakes his head.

“Or you’re not gonna fuck me?”

You can’t see his reaction, because now you have to watch the road, but he’s quiet again and it’s killing you.

“Take a left up here.” He says.

You decide to avoid eye contact completely until you get him home, and luckily, it’s not much longer. You pull into a spot as close to the door as possible, put it in park, and look at him.

He’s still relaxed, sitting back, eyes wide open and staring at you.

“I’m sorry, that was…uh, maybe too much.“

“Do you wanna come up?”

—-

Of course you do. The last three weeks you’ve spent trying to keep your distance has been torture, but you’re still nervous as you follow him down the hall to his apartment. You’re certain that as soon as you have him where you want him, you’ll snap out of it.

“This one,” he says it quietly, a little timid, maybe. You like it. “It’s probably a little messy.”

“I don’t mind.”

It’s not. Seungmin’s idea of messy is your idea of tidied up. And it’s a cute little apartment. Just looking at the couch—the big striped throw pillows, a few plushies, it doesn’t look like a typical single guys apartment. It’s cute, and it’s comfortable. It’s really cute. The kitchen is small and most of the counter space is taken up by an espresso machine and all of the things that go with it. It’s neat in here, too. Not a dish or cup out of place.

“I like it,” you turn and he’s there, an inch away from you. “Can I see the rest?”

“Of course.”

The rest being his bedroom, and he leads you right in. It’s a little darker in here, but it’s still very him. It’s sweet, a little bit colorful, and very very soft.

The dog plush on top of one of his pillows reminds you of something important, “oh, you're collar. It's at home.”

“My collar? You got me a collar?”

“Yeah, it’s really cute.” You close the gap between you and grab the neck of his shirt, “sit.”

He does. Seungmin sits on the edge of his bed, not breaking eye contact. He leans back and rests on his hands, stretches out his long torso, spreads his knees as you put a leg between them. "What does it look like?"

You run your hand up to his throat and very, very lightly close your hand around it. No need to scare him off immediately. You want to squeeze, but right now you’re perfectly content just touching him "It's red...dark red, and has a gold chain across the front."

"A bell?"

“Of course. A tag, if you want.”

His eyes light up, and his hand wraps around your thigh, thumb moves in gentle circles. It sends a little shiver up your arms. He’s making your head swim, and you need to get a hold of yourself.

"...but you won't be fucking me."

"Huh?" he stops, and his mouth opens a little.

It seems a little bold of him, but he slides both hands up your thighs, up your hips, and hooks his fingers underneath your leggings. You told him he won’t be fucking you, and yet…

He pulls down, gently, until you can kick them to the side...and he looks up at you with pleading eyes. You grab a handful of his pretty hair and put his lips on you, and he kisses your hip so softly, you feel like you could melt.

“No," you push him back a little and straddle him. He’s resting on one elbow, and the other hand is slowly moving up toward your ass. “No, pup…I’m fucking you.”

He mouths the word pup, bites down on his lips, tries to hold back his smile. “Yes, please.”

“Please? Oh, I knew you were the one.”

“I am,” Seungmin falls to his back, and sighs…moans, “I am, noona.” His hips buck up and he looks down at his quickly growing erection. Seungmin was probably already halfway there when he invited you up.

He needs let loose, but first you feel him over his clothes. He’s a handful, and he twitches when your fingers move along his length.

“Please…” he whispers, and his puppy eyes are impossible to deny. Now you want to give him everything. “Take care of me.”

“Oh, Seungmin…” you unbuckle his belt, unbutton, unzip. Very slowly. “I will.”

“Minnie.”

“Hmm?” You run a hand over him again, and the red, needy tip of his cock peeks out from his briefs. “What’d you say?”

“Call me—“ he’s cut short by your lips wrapping around his head. His moan cuts through you, your pussy throbs, and your mouth sucks him in a little more. “…call me Minnie.”

“Minnie,” you moan, licking the pre-cum from his stomach. “Minnie, you’re so hard for me.”

Finally, you pull at the sides of his jeans, slide them down his legs, and throw them to the side. You suck him in as far as you can—he squirms, and his hips jerk up toward your mouth, pushing him in even further. A slap on his thigh settles him, letting you work him at your own pace. You don’t want him anywhere near close yet, because you’re just getting started.

“Are you gonna be good for me?” You look at him, stroke him slowly, take in the rest of his body. His sweatshirt is still on, but pushed up just enough for you to see his stomach.

“Yes, I’ll be good.”

You lean down and kiss his stomach, run your tongue across his belly button, “take that off.”

Seungmin listens and pulls his sweatshirt over his head.

“Look at me.”

He does. He doesn’t break eye contact when you suck him back into your mouth, stroke hard and slow, lick the pre-cum leaking out of him again. His moan is desperate and whiny, just how you like it.

“You’re so pretty, Minnie.” You crawl over him, leaving kisses on his body as you go, and when you stop at his throat, he whines a little and licks his lips. “So sweet.”

You’re making him blush. And you give him no warning when you take his dick and slide it across the wet fold of your cunt. His fingers grip your thighs, and you let him hold on as you push him in. Despite how wet you are, it takes a little work. You slide down slowly until he disappears completely inside of you.

The sound he makes for you is so much better, so much softer than you thought it would be—he’s already begging for more.

You grind your hips into him and stretch yourself around his thickness, get used to how much he’s filling you up. “Minnie,” you moan. “Fuck.”

You could do this until you come. You might. He seems like he's enjoying himself, too.

His hips lift and hit you deeper. You let him, because it feels too good. He mumbles something, but you’re too lost in how he’s making you feel.

When your hands grip the sheets next to him, his wrap around your arms, slide up, and then back down. “You feel so good,” he purrs.

You lift your hips and bounce on him, slowly at first, because he’s already losing it. He has no problem making noise and his moans drown out whatever he’s trying to say…

so good… don’t… stop… please… ah… so tight...I'm gonna...

“Oh no baby, not yet,” you slow down and grind on him again, hitting just the right spot. You lean back and hit it even harder, over and over. Each pound against his hips makes him whine. “Pup, you’re gonna make me come already, you’re such a good boy.”

You do. You look at him as you squeeze him tight, relax, and gently bounce up and down. Seungmin smiles and licks his lips—the only sound is the wet slide of him being covered in your come, and it's all he can keep his eyes on.

He bucks up hard, “I wanna come,” and again, you let him. He’s getting away with far too much, but he feels so good, and he’s too cute, and he’s too gentle. And you can’t wait to make him come. But not yet.

“Soon Minnie, I promise,” you lean forward and groan with the change in angle. “I want you all night.” You place a kiss on his chest, bite and kiss his nipple.

“I can come for you…all night.”

“I bet you can.”

“Kiss me, please.”

“I am…” you laugh and work you way further up.

“Please,” he whispers. “I’ve been wanting to kiss you for weeks.”

“You have?”

“Yeah…mhm, I have.”

“Oh, you…you like me, huh? I mean—”

Seungmin nods, “don’t you like me?”

“I like you very much,” you kiss the corner of his mouth, bite his lip, and then finally press your lips against his. He kisses so eagerly, so hungrily, you almost can’t keep up with his tongue.

He hums and moans down your throat, holds onto your thighs tight enough to leave marks—fucks you, slowly and deeply, rolling his hips so smoothly you can already feel another orgasm rising. You wonder if he even knows how good he is.

“Min—” you just barely get it out around his lips. “Minnie…”

He slows down, but doesn’t stop.

“Easy,” you finally pry him off of you and push him down, hand just below his throat, “take it easy.”

“Sorry,” Seungmin slows his hips down even more, and eventually comes to a stop. His fingers are still digging into your skin, and his chest is heaving.

“No,” you run your fingers up and down his throat, kiss him one more time, and pull him up by the back of his neck until he’s sitting. “Nothing to be sorry for, you’re still a good boy.”

This has been too easy. You weren’t sure how easy it would be to get him underneath you, falling apart, begging for more…but you had a feeling he wanted it just as much as you. What you weren’t completely sure of was how much control he’d give to you.

Luckily, Seungmin is just what you hoped he would be: gentle, pliant, needy for attention, and very horny.

He melts into your touch—your fingers running through his hair, your thumbs running over his ears, still red and warm. You kiss and suck at the skin on his jaw, not caring if you leave marks. And very slowly, you start to move your hips again.

You have his shoulders for leverage now, and your arms are wrapped loosely around him. From this position he could take so much more control, but he doesn’t. He’s content just watching you move on him, looking up every so often until you look back. Every time you do, a smile tugs at his lips, and you can tell he just wants to kiss you again.

Keeping it from him is becoming a challenge. He craves touch and affection, and he might be the most patient, well-behaved fuck you’ve had in a long time, so you will give it to him eventually.

“Seungmin?” His name feels so nice rolling off of your tongue.

He looks at you…flushed, sweat rolling down the bridge of his nose. He answers by sliding his palm up along your spine.

“Seungmin…” you lock your arms around him, pull him in until your foreheads are touching, and start fucking him faster. He holds you steady, pulls you toward him, grinds you on his cock just how he likes it. “Oh god…ah, just like that, pup. Fuck.”

“Yeah?” He leans forward and kisses, “that feels good, hm?”

His words come out so heavy and warm and thick. You can’t stop him, you won’t. He keeps his pace and movements so steady, and it feels so good you could cry.

“Come for me, please. I wanna hear you.”

Seungmin, you whine his name, pathetically, like you’re falling apart, because you are. You moan and your legs start to shake, but he holds you tighter and keeps you moving on him. In and out, back and forth. Right where you need it. Over and over.

You cry out, and he smiles as he works you through it—gradually slowing down as you relax...then he lifts you up and off of him.

“No, I’m not done with you.”

“Just a little break,” he pushes his forehead against yours again, closes in on your lips, but you shake your head.

“You’re not in charge, pup.”

“I’m not, I know. Catch your breath.”

“You feel so good...I wanna keep going.”

“Not yet…” he grabs you around the middle and puts you on your back. “Relax.”

“Minnie…what are you doing?”

The room spins. You close your eyes. The bed shifts as he lays down, and you feel a blanket being pulled up and over you. And then his arm is there, pulling you against his warm body and holding you tight. Seungmin is turning everything upside down. You’re melting into him, and you like it.

“What about you?” You mumble into his chest, “I wanna make you feel good.”

“You are…don’t worry. We’re just catching our breath.”

“Seungmin”

He rubs your back, “hmm?” pulls away just enough to look at you.

“Nothing”

“Nothing? You sure?”

“No. What are we doing? Ooh…you like me.” It’s hard not to smile when you say it out loud again. “Do you, really?”

He laughs and tries to hide his face behind the blanket. “Yeah, sorry. Am I complicating things?”

“You are, but it’s okay.”

“Is it too much? We can keep going, if that’s what you want. You can take over again.”

“Is this what you like, sweetie?” You slide a fingertip along his jaw and over his ear. “Just being like this? Kissing…” you pull him close for one, “touching.”

“Yeah, yeah I do.” Seungmin is excited and relaxed and nervous all at once. You’re a little more than he was expecting, but he’s not going to complain. He wanted this. He still wants it.

Another kiss on his lips, “you just want taken care of, yeah?”

He nods.

“Good,” as soon as you wiggle your hand free, you slide it down his stomach until your fingertips find him, still hard. Taking care of Seungmin is the only thing on your mind now; making him feel good, giving him all the attention and affection he needs. Making sure he comes back for more.

Slow, gentle strokes—a kiss between his eyes, on the tip of his nose. You almost get teeth when you go for the smile on his lips.

His hands are all over you, touching everywhere he can.

You swallow every little moan that passes his lips, every hitch in his breath when he can’t keep from pushing his hips against you. He gets closer, and he wants more, but you just keep kissing him and touching him just enough.

“Can I…”

“Hmm?”

His eyes scan your face, and he pushes you flat on your back again. Before you even think of protesting, he’s on you, lips on your neck, hands on your thighs, hips grinding into yours. He stretches you out and his thumb finds your clit, still swollen and sensitive.

You focus on kissing him and letting him work. It’s not that you can’t give up control—you just usually don’t. Seungmin is making it easy, though. His pace isn’t too much. He’s not smothering you, and he’s not selfishly pounding you into the bed. Your thighs are resting on his lap, hips up, legs curled around him. And every time he slides in, his dick hits right where you need it to. You can breath between his kisses, and you can enjoy every soft movement of his fingers.

“Should’ve let you take over sooner…”

A pretty smile spreads across his face, and you get lost in his eyes; two big black crescent moons, squished by his pink cheeks. You’ve never had someone smile at you like him. Not while they fucked you like this, at least.

“So good...feels so good,” you barely hear him when he breathes it out. "Does it, baby?"

His mouth is on yours before you can answer, wet and messy, teeth biting and pulling at your lips—down to your throat, he bites and sucks and licks at the sweat forming there.

“You like leaving marks, pup?” You ask, but in your head is an echo of him calling you baby.

The mhmm against your neck makes you shiver.

“Should I keep them out for your friends to see?”

Seungmin is up and back in your face… "yes"…forehead against yours, “please.”

He’s getting so close. Whiney shallow breaths, slow deep thrusts.

“Come in me…it’s okay.”

That…and your fingers grabbing for his hair—that’s all he needed. It hits him and he falls onto you. Your hands move to wrap around his waist, and you hold tight as he slows himself and fills you up. All of his weight on you feels so good, though. His sweat and his heat, his heavy breaths moving across your face.

He shifts to kiss your neck again. Softly, though...no marks this time.

The room is quiet for a while, and only sounds are your legs rubbing against the sheets, against his thighs, the wet release of Seungmin’s lips on your skin.

“You okay?” He finally breaks the silence. “Was that okay?”

You nod and knead your fingers into his shoulders, “you have a good touch, pup.”

“I like that," he sighs, pulls himself out, crashes down next to you. But his arm stays draped over your stomach,

“Hmm, what do you like?”

He props himself up and bats his eyes at you, “I like being pup. Do you call…um, do you call other guys cute nicknames?” Seungmin looks away when he finally stutters it out.

“What makes you think there are other guys?”

And now his face turns bright red. “Oh, sorry, you’re just...you seem like you know what you're doing. You know what you want."

“It's alright. There hasn’t been anyone in a while.”

“Just me,” he whispers, and smirks.

“You’re my only pup.”

"Good."

Lips press against your shoulder, his arm squeezes and brings you closer. You can't help but lean into his embrace. Even now, after everything is done, at least for the moment, you can't escape your growing feelings for him. Sex didn't quench the desire—you don't want to get dressed and leave, you don't want to be done and rid of him until the feeling returns.

The guys you usually sleep with are one night stands for a reason, and you never think of them again when they leave. And you certainly don't give them cute nicknames.

"You threw me off a little, though."

"I did? What did I do?" he laughs, and he has no idea how much it cuts through you. "You were amazing."

"You're so sweet."

Seungmin searches your face, but he can’t figure out what’s going on in your head. It seems like you feel the same as he does, or it did, but right now is when it matters. You caught each other, you poured yourselves out all over place. Now what?

"What's wrong?" he gets even closer, and his nose is almost brushing against yours. "Coming down from everything, maybe? Do you want me to get your stuff so you can get dressed?"

"No, I don't wanna leave."

The relief that washes over his face—you can see it. He isn’t trying to be subtle, because Seungmin has already confessed his feelings to you. You kind of did, too. The difference is, you lied, because you weren’t totally, completely, one hundred percent sure until a few minutes ago.

Now he’s looking down at you like he didn’t just give you three orgasms, and like his come isn’t slowly dripping out of you.

“Not yet.”

“You can stay as long as you want.”

“I can take us to work in the morning.”

“You wanna spend the night? Ah, I can make us dinner, and breakfast…unless, maybe that’s too much.”

“No, it's not. But I am wondering something..."

He’s so eager to hear. He rests his chin on you and grins, “what is it?”

“Can we do that again? Can you really come all night?

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