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12 days of skzmas [4/12] ↳ shibuya109 xmas

my head is spinning

i cannot and will not move on from this

EVER

dumb baby

Pairing: dom!reader x dom!san x sub!wooyoung

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author note: This came from a brain thought in my 3 person group chat, and everyone knows that a 3 person group should NOT be shared to the public. But it was too good not to share. Also, I am a loyal sub in the bedroom in real life, so I don’t know what came over me, but woo just brings something out deep inside. I hope all you dommy mommies enjoy!

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nsfw warnings: sub!wooyoung, dom!reader, dom!san, mommy kink, pet names, name calling, mxm, threesome, hair pulling, use of ropes/tying up, reader is implied to be afab, cuckolding, oral (m & f receiving), san is a bit of a head pusher (non-derogatory), implied consent, daddy kink, face fucking, fingering (m & f receiving), cum eating, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, anal (m receiving), choking, creampie (m & f receiving)

Minors, don't even think about it you little shits.

That little slut, you thought. Right across the party, your boyfriend had his beautiful legs draped over his best friends, his hand holding San’s face to the side. Was he licking his ear?? A classic Wooyoung move. 

Did it make you mad to see your boyfriend flirting with someone else? Absolutely not. Did he want it to make you mad? Absolutely he did. 

He was staring daggers into you as he trailed his tongue down to San’s neck. He’s fucking asking for it. The cogs turned in your head. What punishment will I give that little shit this time?

You see, Woo loved to be punished. He loved to cry and beg and whimper and whine. He loved to be denied. And you were good at punishing. And suddenly, you got the perfect idea. 

Wooyoung had finally moved off of San’s lap, excusing himself to go get a drink. He walked towards you on the way to the kitchen, but dropped his gaze as if to ignore you when he got closer. 

You grabbed his arm to stop him next to you. Although he was taller and stronger than you, he always crumbled in your hold. 

“You think you can get away with that? Being a slut in front of the entire party?” you whispered, only in his earshot. You felt his arm tense under your grip. Oh, he was eating this up. 

He didn’t say anything, only turned to you and smirked before walking into the kitchen. You follow, and luckily, you two are the only ones in there. He is pouring himself another cup of whatever is in the crappy jungle juice, but you aren’t done with him yet. 

When he turns around to walk away, you are right behind him. You back him into the counter, gripping him by his cock to really get your point across. “Answer me,” you demand. 

He shakes, scared but already his dick is hardening. You have him right where you want him. “I- I-” he starts. “I, what? Baby boy already scared?” you cut him off. He licks his lips, both in anticipation and in fear. “I was just trying to get your attention, mommy.” he responds, finally. 

Using mommy in public? He knows ~exactly~ what he is doing to you. “Meet me at home in 10 minutes. I want you in the bedroom, ready for me.” you say, and let your grasp go of his now hard cock. 

You watch him as he goes, making a beeline for the front door to his car. Why he didn’t question how you’re getting home, you’re not sure, but like you said, you have a plan. And luckily, San walks into the kitchen at just that moment. “Hey San, I have a question for you…”

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Back at home, Wooyoung waits patiently for your arrival. 

He is already where you want him to be, on his knees on the ground in front of your bed. Just underwear (and today he chose his favorite black boxer briefs, which he knows you love to ruin). You like his hair down at first, but he knows the hair tie you keep on your wrist will be put to good use later. He faces away from the door to your bedroom, head looking down at his knees, and his hands in his lap. 

He really didn’t expect for this to happen tonight. But you both knew of his, for lack of a better word, infatuation with San. 

For years, there was tension between both of them. And you always told Woo it didn’t bother you, especially because you found San hot too. “Hall pass lists” weren’t really a thing for you guys, but it was unspoken that San was number one on both of yours. 

But tonight, after a few drinks Wooyoung got bold. It started with them sitting next to each other, then Woo’s legs were on San’s, then Woo leaned in to whisper in San’s ear. He felt how sensitive San was to have Wooyoung so close to his ear, so being the flirty dickhead he was, Wooyoung decided what a better time than now to make my best friend hard. And why not kill 2 birds with 1 stone and turn you on too. 

Wooyoung heard the front door lock turn, and then open. His cock stiffened in excitement for what was coming. You were silent coming up the stairs, not wanting to hint to Wooyoung anything that was about to happen. 

The door creaks open and Wooyoung looks up just a bit to see your shadow reflected on the bed. Except, it isn’t your shadow. It’s a mans. It’s Sans. 

“Hello, Woo.” San says. Wooyoung freezes. Oh my god… its really happening. She sent him here to fuck me. But, how is that a punishment? He thinks to himself.

“Someone tells me you’ve been very bad tonight. Dragging me in the middle of it? That was very naughty Wooyoung…” San says as he makes his way to kneel next to Wooyoung. 

He grabs Wooyoungs face in his hand, tilting his chin up with just his pointer finger. He taps Wooyoung’s mouth with his thumb as they make eye contact. “Do you have anything to say for yourself, baby boy?” Damn, you must’ve told him everything, Wooyoung thought. 

Wooyoung’s only response, in true Wooyoung fashion, is to suck San’s thumb into his mouth, peering up at him with his best pouty eyes, hoping San loses his composure a little faster than you do. San’s only response is a small laugh, but it is laced with evil underneath. 

“Still giving the silent treatment, angel?” You ask from the doorway. Its a good thing you sent San in here first, to try and break Woo down before he was really in for it. Wooyoung immediately snaps away from San, bringing his gaze back down at your presence. 

“I’m sure you’re wondering why Sannie is here, baby” you start as you walk over to him. “It seemed like you wanted to play with him, but mommy got a little jealous.” you stroke his hair as you speak. 

You kneel down next to him, finding his lips parted and him breathing heavily, but he still won’t make eye contact with you. 

“I got a little jealous because I decided I wanted to play with Sannie too. But I don’t think baby deserves to join, do you?” you motion to San. 

“No, not yet. I think you have to prove you can be good, sweetheart.” San says. Wooyoung’s cock jumps in his underwear at that pet name coming from San.

“I can be good, I promise.” Wooyoung whimpers, bringing his head up to look at San. 

You grab the back of his long black hair, pulling hard so he has to arch his back to look at you. “Uh-uh baby boy. Sannie doesn’t get to decide, I do. Don’t forget who’s in charge here.” you say. 

His eyes are shut tight, reveling in the feeling of getting his hair pulled. What a painslut you think. “Get up on the bed baby” you command. “Mommy is going to tie you up, okay? You’re just going to have to watch as Mommy gets fucked.” 

His eyes bolt open, and you see all the emotions go through his head: excitement, fear, desperation. This is the perfect punishment and he knows it. 

You and San make quick work tying his arms to the headboard. “You’ve done this before, huh?” you ask San. He doesn’t respond, only smirks at you. 

You weren’t surprised when San was down for your little plan after you approached him at the party. You also weren’t surprised when he pushed you into the bathroom for a quick makeout sesh before you both left in his car. 

He really took control, even in the short 5 minutes in the bathroom. And you let him. He was really strong and had no trouble lifting you up to sit on the counter. You were so used to being the one in control, but this was a nice change. 

Of course you had to catch him up in the car of everything Woo likes, to make sure this really would go off without a hitch. And so far, it is. 

San was the first to make a move after you were both finished with Wooyoung. “Come here, beautiful.” He said, motioning for you to join him standing at the foot of the bed. 

You had given San full permission to dominate you beforehand, knowing how much it would rile Woo up to see him dom getting dommed herself. And you were right because the moment San weaved his hands through your hair and pulled, Wooyoung was already letting out the smallest whines. 

“Quiet, baby. Let mommy play” you said, never breaking eye contact with San. You were quick to snake your hand into his jeans, lazily stroking his half hard cock. He groans at the contact, gripping your hair a little bit harder. Okay I’m kind of understanding the pain kink now…

You weren’t going to give San everything he wanted, and he knew it too from the way you weren’t fully grasping him. “You can do better than that princess. On your knees” he commanded. 

You sunk down slowly, your back facing Wooyoung, really putting on a show for him to watch. His whines grew louder the closer you got to the ground, he was really eating this up. You make quick work unbuckling Sans belt and undoing his jeans. 

His cock springs out, and it’s beautiful. A good 8 inches, and the perfect girth. It curves up just a little bit at the end. You’re practically drooling when you look back up at him. He knows exactly what’s going through your head. 

“You have such a pretty cock, daddy” you say, really emphasizing the last word. You hear a groan and then a clang; Wooyoung’s sad attempt at pulling out of his restraints. 

“Stay put, dumb baby. You’ll get a taste eventually” San barks at Wooyoung. Holy shit, he’s going to be the end of you. 

You grip him and start licking up and down his veiny shaft. You get the feeling he likes it messy, and you do too. He pushes your head just a little to signal you to start sucking. You oblige, you love sucking dick anyways. 

He starts to gather your hair into a makeshift ponytail in his hands, but you raise your right arm up. He gets the message and removes the hairtie from your wrist to pull your hair up. 

“Mommymommymommy,” you hear Wooyoung call from the bed. He knows that is his hairtie that you’re supposed to use on him. 

“Mommy is busy sucking Daddy’s cock right now,” San says in response. “You wanna watch?” Wooyoung whimpers, not sure what he wants, but nodding anyways. 

San turns you sideways, so that your back isn’t facing the bed anymore, and Wooyoung can get a clear view of you bobbing on San’s cock. “Damn Woo, you never told me how good your girl is at sucking dick,” he says, letting his head fall back and he guides your head up and down his length. 

Your spit is gathering so much at this point, his dick getting messier and wetter by the second. You look up at San through your eyelashes before sinking down all the way until his tip is touching the back of your throat. Your eyes water but you don’t break eye contact with him as you choke. 

“Oohhhh fuck babygirl. That’s so good,” he praises. “You want to hear your mommy choke on this big dick again?” he asks to Wooyoung. “Daddy, please.” Woo says. 

San gently grasps your chin with one hand, the other resting on the back of your head. He starts off with slow thrusts, preparing you for a second. You look up at him after a second and give him a nod, knowing what he wants. 

His grasp on your face becomes tighter and then he is fucking your face, not breaking eye contact even though your eyes are screwed shut in concentration. Your gags are so loud, but not louder than Wooyoungs calls for both of you. 

He pulls you off suddenly, “I have to stop, or else i'm going to cum down your pretty throat” he says. 

You are just staring up at him though, as if he’s a god, not fully hearing what he’s saying. “Awe, Woo. I broke your mommy. She loved this dick so much she went cock drunk.” 

He kneels down to your level, swiping his thumb over your lips and collecting the spit that was dripping. He grabs your face and brings you in for a kiss, waking you up from the dream a little. His tongue snakes into your mouth and he guides you to stand up by your hair. 

“Daddy, pleasepleaseplease touch me. I’ve been so good. Please, it hurts,” Wooyoung calls from the bed. You break the kiss to glare at him, considering the options.

He looks fucking beautiful. His hair is messy hanging around his eyes, his chest heaving with every breath. His beautiful dick straining against his underwear, begging to be let out. 

Fine, but just a little tease. You stride over the bed, and lean over it, wiggling your ass a little to get San’s attention. You pull Wooyoung’s underwear off and fling them onto the ground. 

Your face is perfectly lined up with his cock and he bucks his hips to try and get it in your mouth. You push them down with your hands, not allowing him to move. But before you can even think about touching him, Wooyoung watches your face twist up in pleasure. 

Behind you, San had pulled your dress up and your underwear off and was absolutely devouring your already wet pussy. “Oh, daddy,” you moan. 

He continues to eat you out like his last meal, his hands gripping your ass and pulling it apart for better access. You decide to return a bit of the favor to Wooyoung. 

You suck your right pointer finger into your mouth, coating it with spit. Woo whimpers watching you, knowing what's coming. You trail your now lubed up finger from the tip down his shaft. He wails out at the contact, tears starting to fall. 

But you don’t stop at his base, continuing down until you circle his rim with your finger. He clenches to try and suck your finger into him. You let him, finally entering his tight hole. 

His moan when you start to finger him borders on animalistic. His head is thrown back and the sound he makes come deep from his throat, laced with rasp. 

You are getting closer to your orgasm as San sucks on your clit, circling his tongue lightly around it. 

“Sannie, can you-” he cuts you off with two of fingers prodding at your entrance. He knew exactly what you needed. They sink in slowly and you continue to finger Wooyoung, lightly brushing his prostate.

His cock jumps with every brush to his prostate, and you know hes close. You always found it so fucking hot that he can cum untouched, and you wanted to show San your baby’s talent. 

San finds your gspot, angling his fingers down and doing a come hither motion to bring you closer. He doesn’t let up on his pointed attack on your clit, and you know you're close. 

When San starts to feel you clench, he removes his fingers from you and stands. You shake your ass in protest, mad that he cut you off of your orgasm. 

“Don’t worry, baby. Daddy’s gonna give you what you want.” he says in your ear. He swiftly enters you, with no warning but no trouble either because you are already so wet. 

His cock fills you up deliciously, much thicker than Wooyoung. You fingers stall inside him, focusing on the way San’s cock hits your gspot perfectly every time. 

“Pl-please” Wooyoung whimpers below you, moving his hips to try and get your finger moving again. “Sorry baby, Daddy is just fucking me so good.” you say. 

As if in response, San speeds up his thrusts, bringing you back to the edge of your orgasm. You reach back to where his hand is holding onto your hip and move it down, signaling for him to circle your clit. 

“Mommy is gonna cum on my cock baby boy, you better look up and watch,” San says as he feels you clenching hard around him. Wooyoung’s head tilts up and makes eye contact with you.

That’s all you need and you’re cumming. San pinches your clit as it jumps in his fingers, his cock not letting up on the fast pace. It lasts almost a full minute. He slows down with your clenches, letting your orgasm taper out before eventually pulling out. 

It’s then that Wooyoungs breath speeds up, his hole clenching tightly around your finger. He continues to look at you, his eyebrows furrowed and his mouth hanging open in a silent “O” as he cums all over his stomach. 

When you draw your fingers out of him, his head goes limp to the side. He came hard you can tell, but you’re not quite done with him yet. 

You come up from your position and go back to the side of the bed, undoing his restraints. San does the same to the other hand after stripping the rest of his clothes off. “Baby wake up, Daddy hasn’t even fucked you yet,” San says as he crawls over top of Wooyoung’s spent body. 

You watch in admiration as San licks up all of the cum on Wooyoungs abs, swallowing it all. Wooyoung’s eyes flutter open at the contact, and lets out a low groan. 

San then crawls up to Wooyoung’s face, stroking it lightly before kissing him deeply. This may be the hottest thing you have ever witnessed. 

Wooyoungs hand comes up to hold onto San’s side, the other one lightly stroking his cock as they make out. “Angel, you have to stop, or I’m gonna cum.” San breathes heavily into Wooyoung’s mouth. He obeys, eager to get San’s cock inside of him finally. 

San moves down just a bit, angling Wooyoungs hips up so he can access him. He holds his cock in one hand and looks down to spit on it. It expertly lands on his cock and he jacks himself off a few times to coat it around. 

Literally this guy is a sex god, you think, still watching from the side of the bed. 

He enters with ease and immediately Wooyoung’s back arches up like a pornstar. “My slutty baby loves to get his hole filled, doesn’t he?” you ask. Wooyoungs only response is a loud high pitched moan. 

“Want to join?” San asks. You wordlessly oblige, throwing your dress over your head and crawling onto the bed to hover over Wooyoungs body. You grab his face and harshly angle it to look at you. “Mommy is going to fuck you now, okay? Think you can fill me up while Daddy fucks you?”

He nods desperately, tears already starting to form in his eyes. You grab his already hard again cock and sink yourself down on it slowly, pitching your body forward to give San enough room as well. 

The 3 of you move in tandem, somehow finding the perfect rhythm. San grabs your arm when he gets close, pulling you up until your back rests against his chest. He doesn’t slow his fast thrusts into Wooyoung. “I want to play with your tits while I cum” he says. He pinches and twists your nipples, letting your boobs fall down and bounce before doing it again. 

The new angle has Woo’s cock twitching inside of you, and he grabs onto your thighs to brace himself. You continue to fuck yourself on his cock. 

San grabs you by the neck with one hand, while the other continues to play with your tits. “Please let me cum inside him.” San breathes into your ear. You nod, feeling Wooyoungs cock continue to twitch inside you knowing he’s about to get stuffed.

3 more thrusts and they are both cumming. The sounds of both of the boys loud moans fill the room. Woo fills you up with what cum he has left, shakily thrusting through his orgasm. San stills behind you, gripping you as if steady himself as he cums in Wooyoungs ass. 

You all still your movements, breathing heavily. When San lets go of you, you pitch forward, falling onto Wooyoung. He is barely there, his hands having now fallen from your thighs where they were gripping on for dear life just a minute ago. 

You kiss around his face, making sure hes okay, and brush his hair away. “Wooooyoung” you call for him in a sing-songy voice. “My baby, did you have a good time?” you ask. He grins, still not opening his eyes, and nods. 

San flops down to the side of you two on the bed. He puts his arms over his eyes as he slows his breathing down. “There ain’t no rest for the wicked, Daddy. You better clean up your mess” you say. 

He grins at you, with his eyes squinted shut. He leans over to kiss Wooyoung on the forehead before getting up and walking to the bathroom to get a washcloth. 

“I have to go to the bathroom baby, I’ll be right back,” you say to Wooyoung. He nods and squeezes your thigh in response. 

You aren’t bothered enough to ask San to leave while you pee. He stands in front of the mirror, washing his hands before he goes to clean Wooyoung up. You kiss the back of his neck as you cross behind him to the toilet. 

“We’ll have to do that again, yeah?” He asks. “Mmmm yeah. I think we can make that happen,” you say. 

He smirks as he wipes his hands off and grabs the washcloth to leave. “Maybe even a weekly thing?”

Convince Me

A/N: I am having some thoughts about San’s new haircut-

Tags under the cut (minors do not interact):

tags: cunnilingus, pet name (love), very short, very quick, doing this on my phone sorry imsorryivebeenabsentfromthisaccount

🌰 🌰 🌰 Thinking about San’s new hairstyle.

More specifically, I’m thinking about San on his knees between your legs, sucking at your clit and lapping at your folds like a starved man. His eyes are closed, lost in the bliss of how good you taste, letting his tongue fuck into you as you squirm in your seat.

Thinking about how he groans against your cunt when your fingers run through his hair before gripping the short locks, loving how you tug his hair the closer you get to your orgasm. His cock is hard and straining in his pants, precum staining the material, but he prides himself with being a patient good boy for you. His hands are locked against your thighs, kneading the soft flesh as he digs into his meal like a hungry cat.

“San, San I’m gonna– fuck!”

“Come, love,” he murmurs against your folds, opening his eyes to see your fucked our expression. “Come on my tongue, let me taste your sweetness.” With a few more expert movements with his tongue, his nose bumping against your clit, you come with a cry; fingers gripping your boyfriend’s hair tightly as you shove him against your cunt, hips grinding against his face as laps up every bit of your cum.

He can’t help but moan at how fucking good you taste, helping you ride out your high, and it isn’t until you’re whining at him and pushing at his broad shoulders does he finally pull away. He looks about as fucked out as you do—face flushed, breathing hard, hair a mess, eyes half-lidded and chin glistening with your slick. You’re follow the motion of his tongue as he licks his lips clean, a smile forming on his face.

“So, does the new hairstyle get your approval?”

You give a hum, running your fingers through the soft and freshly cut hair, mirroring his smile as your hand comes to a rest on his cheek, your hand still shaking in the slightest. “Hm, I don’t know… I might need some more convincing.”

San’s eyes twinkle with trouble as he kisses your knee, one hand traveling down to unbutton his pants. ”I think I can help convince you a few more times then.”

No… but imagine Seonghwa, who always shows he is very controlled, lose it because of you.

~Seonghwa’s POV~ internal monologue | smutty thoughts so +18 MDNI

There you are again. This is the third time you get lost in the crowd. Dancing, drinking, you know how to have fun. I wonder how much fun you would like to have with me. You think I’m not noticing the lingering stares and the batting of your eyelashes, or the way you say my name just to entice me. Well, darling, it is working, and you know it is working because I can’t keep my eyes off you.

I need to keep playing this game you have orchestrated for the two of us. Now you are just in front of me, bending a little bit too far over the bar to ask for a drink. You want me to notice you are wearing lace lingerie? Love, you would look even better without it anyway, and with me pleasing your needy hole with my tongue.

Yes… I saw you staring while I licked the overflowing liqueur from my glass earlier tonight. I did that for you. How much longer will you keep me waiting, angel? The fire inside me can’t wait to consume you, fuck you, praise you. Oh! There’s that look again, the one I can’t say no to. You want me to follow you through the dark corridors all the way to my room. Is this why you insisted the party should be at my place? Do you want everyone to hear you screaming my name?

You just close the door and pull my face to meet yours.

“Would you make me yours?” your sultry voice almost making me cum in my pants.

“I thought you would never ask.”