Eram Quod Es, Eris Quod Sum.

eram quod es, eris quod sum.

paring. siren!hawks x fem!reader

c/w. dark content, noncon, brainwashing, drugging, oral sex (f!receiving), loss of virginity, (1) mention of breeding, hawks is a conniving bastard, reader is a cranky know-it-all, some mentions of blood, a crumb of lore was stolen from supernatural

a/n. half of my reason for writing this was for @bibbidi-bobbidi-birb. you are so ridiculously talented at writing and characterizing this man; i drew a lot of inspiration from your seven deadly sins series, although i don’t write as eloquently as you do so i pray it doesn’t melt your eyeballs lmfao. the other half of this is dedicated to @hhawks owtw collab & to all of the amazing writers on this platform. hope y'all enjoy ♥

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“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown.”

– H.P. Lovecraft

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SWEET & SOUR.

Hyunjin x reader. (s)

Author's note: This fic is a revised of my old work Sweet & Sour. I added 2k more words and a whole lot kinky in it.

“I think I got full just from tasting everything!” Hyunjin said as he plopped down onto the couch the second he got into your place.

He was fanning his neck, his cheeks redden from the summer heat, and his hair tied in a messy bun, yet you find him extremely hot sitting with his long legs spreading out and leaning back with his head tilted upward.

The couch looked so inviting right now, the AC blasted cool air into the room, making it even harder to resist, especially with the extremely good-looking man sitting on it, but you were too excited to unpack the things you bought from the farmers market.

You placed the grocery bags on the kitchen island with loud thuds, you bought a lot of fresh fruits, the sight of their colors inexplicably enticing and pleasing you.

You planned on washing them all off before you put them in containers and store them in the fridge.

Pulling out the first bag was a bag of pears that Hyunjin carefully picked himself with intense observation and a lot of sniffing.

“You want some pears?” You asked.

“I can peel it for you.” You offered, tearing the plastic bag apart, then putting the pears in a big bowl and placing it under the running water.

Hyunjin got up from the couch, fixing his hair as he walked toward you,

“It’s okay. I’ll do it myself.” He said, opening the drawer to get a knife.

You handed him one of the washed pears once he was done washing his hands. He started to peel it from the top part of the fruit and going in a circular motion, then around it.

You couldn’t deny that he got quite the skill on using a knife, ultimately when it comes to peeling fruits, in which you found it inexplicably endearing, rather hot even. From the way, his long fingers gripped the fruit to the way his eyebrows furrowed in extra focus as if he performed a surgery rather than peeling a fruit.

You stopped letting your mind wander too far off, you quickly took another bag of fruits, and the strawberries were enticing, with dotted red skin, plump and bigger than the ones you usually bought at the supermarket.

You carefully dumped them into a glass bowl, filled them with water, washed and rinsed them, poured the dirty water out, and did the process once again to make sure it was clean. You did the same with a bowl of cherries.

“They are so big!” Hyunjin gasped next to you, almost done peeling the pear.

“You want to try one?” You offered, taking one strawberry from the bowl.

He nodded, putting down the pear and the knife, standing close to you, then opened his mouth to let you feed it to him.

You put the strawberry at the entrance of his mouth, it was rather too big for his mouth, you were about to ask him if he wanted you to cut it in half first, but Hyunjin had already bitten half of it.

He started chewing on it, then winced.

“It’s a bit sour!” He grumbled with his nose scrunched.

“Really?” You shoved the remaining piece of strawberry into your mouth. It was indeed a bit sour but not the kind that you couldn’t handle.

Hyunjin suddenly struck with an idea, “I think I know how we can make this taste even sweeter,” he said with eyes staring at you with a mischievous grin on his face.

Your eyes widened in curiosity, “How?”

“We do it like this,” his hand reached the back of your neck, slowly bringing your face close to him, then he pressed his lips on you.

He softly sucked your lips from one corner to another, and you could taste the faint flavor of strawberry on his mouth, just exactly how you would describe the taste of his plush, red lips.

You parted your mouth open, letting him taste you more and more as you tasted his. The sourness was long forgotten, all you could taste were his lips and the never-ending softness of his lips on you. The kiss was tender and sweet, you’d be lying if it didn’t make you feel the slightest bit of lightheaded, you were scared that you’d be addicted to it, or maybe you already were.

He pulled away slowly, letting out the most beautiful sigh you ever heard.

“Taste good, right?” He asked as he looked down at you.

You licked your lower lip, taking in whatever taste of his lips left on yours, then sheepishly nodded at him.

Hyunjin seemed satisfied with your reaction. He then turned his attention back to his pear.

You pulled another plastic bag of cherries, it surprised you how you could still function after what happened a few minutes ago, how it played like a spur of the moment thing, deep down, you know well enough the effect would linger on.

As your mind was busy trying to wrap your head around the fact that you just had a quick hot make-out with Hyunjin, you accidentally pulled another bag of baby carrots, an idea flashed to your mind.

You turned around to face him, “How about this?”

He turned and found you with a baby carrot between your teeth, “What are you doing?”

“Who knows it will taste better…” you talked and trying not to lose the grip of the baby carrot.

He grimaced, almost disgusted at the sight of his least favorite vegetable.

You approached him, still with the carrot between your teeth.

He puts his hands on your elbow, maintaining a space between you and him, tried to stop you from coming near him.

“Baby, don’t cross the line!” He warned you.

“Why? Let’s just try!” you were closing in on him, almost losing the carrot as you giggled your way to him.

“Baby, no!!!” He screeched, slightly panicked.

As much as you were having so much fun riled him up, you didn’t want to drive him further up the wall. You relented, broke down laughing, then threw the baby carrot into the sink.

Hyunjin glared at you, his lower lip jutting out, making the cutest pout you had ever seen on him.

“I’m sorry, I can’t help it,” you said, biting your lip to suppress you from bursting into another series of laughter.

“Don’t you ever do that again!” He warned you, eyes shot you death stares.

You grabbed the sleeve of his shirt to pull him close to you, “Okay, I’m sorry.” You apologized once again.

“You’re in so much trouble for that!” He nagged but didn’t resist when you tried to pull him into a hug.

You put both of your hands around his neck, leaning in to kiss him, but he stopped you.

Jerking his head back, he asked, “What are you doing?”

You were taken aback but also afraid you might read the signal wrong and that he was still mad at you.

“I’m not going to kiss you with your mouth tasting like a carrot.” He grumbled.

“Oh!” You exclaimed.

Hyunjin dragged the bowl filled with strawberries, “Here, have a strawberry!”

You shook your head, “No, I want cherries, please!”

His long arm reached for the bowl of cherries, then dragged it close with his fingers and took one by its stem. You opened your mouth and tilted your head slightly upward as Hyunjin lowered the cherry into your mouth, and caught it between your teeth with the stem sticking out of your mouth.

One thing that you like the most about Hyunjin is that he’s very intuitive to your needs. That includes when you needed his touch the most.

Hyunjin caught the end of the stem with his teeth and pulled it off of the cherry, spat it out somewhere onto the floor.

You bit the cherry and popped it, feeling the burst of sweetness inside your mouth.

“Oh, the cherry tastes so good!” You exclaimed between your chews.

Hyunjin licked his lower lip, “oh yeah, I bet!”

He smirked before leaning in and placing his lips on you, prying your mouth open with his tongue. His hot, slick tongue slipped it in and out of your mouth, tasting the fruit juice in kitten licks.

“Keep it open for me, baby!” he hummed into you, hand firmly gripping the back of your head, keeping you still at his mercy.

You obeyed, keeping your head tipped back with your mouth open as he kissed you deeper, your saliva and his mixed inside your mouth, pooling out of the corner of your mouth.

His hands pressing the side of your body, his hips bucking in on you while your hands were on his hair, filling the spaces between your fingers with the soft strands of his hair, you knew how much he likes it when you do that.

He drew back, sparing an inch away from your mouth.

“Swallow it all for me,” he ordered, his voice hoarse and sultry.

You closed your mouth and slowly swallowed everything in one big gulp.

He moaned as he intensely watched you obeyed his words without questions. He’s not big on dominating, but that doesn’t mean he does not enjoy seeing you obeyed him like a well-behaved girl.

He placed slobbering kisses along your lips, “so sweet, so beautiful!” he praised you, gave you another peck on the lips, then pulled back completely, half panting and catching his breath at once.

Resting your forehead against his chin, you didn’t bother wiping the wet trails of his kisses on your lips. You wanted to keep the taste of him on you.

Hyunjin removed his hand from your side, softly rubbing the side of your face.

Like a needy girl you were, you tipped your head to the side, so your cheek rested on his palm. Hyunjin buried his head onto your exposed neck, you could feel his smile on your skin as he ran his lips along the delicate skin of your neck and up to that soft spot behind your ear.

“Now, I wonder if it tastes sweet right here too.” He whispered, lips gently grazing your lobe as chills ran down your spine.

You squirmed against his body, gripping the end of the counter like it was a lifeline.

"Hyunjin..." you called him out, sultry and full of neediness.

He placed his hands on each side of your waist and in one swift move, lifted you, then sat you on the kitchen counter.

You couldn't escape his intense gazes when you were on the same eye level with him, feeling so caught in the game you started yourself.

Hyunjin's hand reached for another strawberry from the bowl, bit it, and you watched as he chewed on it while his eyes stared straight at you.

He slightly tilted his head, chin jutted at you, and his eyes sharply condescendingly looking into you.

And you felt challenged to look him back in the eyes.

He took the half-bitten strawberry and glided it over your lips, wetting it with the juice.

Hyunjin didn't waste time putting his lips on yours to taste them, gently licked the juice by swiping his tongue over your lips, then teasingly, bit your lower lip before letting it go.

You lowly gasped, a hand flew to the front of his t-shirt and fisted it in your hand.

Instead of pushing him, you pulled him closer, wanting more of that intoxicating kisses.

He kindly did, kissing you so hard, all teeth and tongue clashing in your mouth.

He ran his hands down your side and moved them to your chest to feel your breasts through the clothes. An idea flashed through his mind, he broke the kiss and tugged the hem of your blouse.

You shot him a puzzled look, but he answered it with a sly grin, pulled your blouse off, then tossed the piece of clothing away.

Hyunjin went to kiss your neck right away, and your eyes kept closing to feel his tongue faintly licking the thin skin, latched his mouth on it to make a mark.

All the while, one of his hands made its way to unclasp your bra, and once it opened, he roughly took it off of you.

You covered your chest with your hands, suddenly aware of how exposed you were, sitting on the kitchen counter half-naked.

He glared at you.

And you glared back at him.

He leaned in to whisper in your ear, "I want to taste if they're just as sweet," he seductively said.

"It's only fair if you take it off too," you whispered back.

He withdrew himself, a lopsided grin played on his face, and a hand reached for the back collar of his t-shirt, seamlessly taking it off in one move.

"It's fair, now," he put his hands on each side of you on the counter and leaned forward, his face only inches away from you.

You slowly put your hands down and put them on his chest, then trailed the outline of his abs, smooth and firm under your touch.

You leaned in to softly placed a light kiss on his neck and saw his eyes fluttering shut when you did that, gave you an idea to place a trail of light kisses down the column of his throat, then giggled when you caught a low moan escaping his mouth.

"You like that, baby?" You asked him.

He took a deep breath, "you drive me crazy,"

He crashed his lips with yours again and pulled you closer leaving no gap between you, your breasts squashed between your chests.

He kissed you so deep, forcing you to lean back on the counter, propped your hands behind you while you kept trying to keep up with his haste kisses.

But he dragged his mouth down your neck and chest, softly humming on your skin as he put a hand on your breast.

You like his hands so much, even better, his hands on you. His hand perfectly cupped your breast, his slender fingers played with the hardening bud, fingertips lightly circling it, making you squirm.

Hyunjin stood before you again, taking one more strawberry out of the bowl and feeding it to you.

"Take a bite!" He ordered.

You complied, taking a small bite of it and a drop of its juice dripping down your sternum, he voluntarily licking it clean for you.

Hyunjin put the half-eaten strawberry on your nipple and smeared the juice on it, and your goosebumps raised the whole time you were watching it because you already knew what would he do next.

He licked his plush, red lips, then put them on your glistening wet nipple.

Your mouth parted open, watching him collect the strawberry juice with his slick tongue, then took your breast into his mouth, softly sucking and nibbling on it.

"So sweet, baby, so so sweet," he murmured.

Once he had done, he ate the rest of the strawberry and took your other nipple, doing the same deed but this time, he tugged your nipple between his teeth with his tongue lightly tapping on it, making you continuously moan.

Hyunjin got so aroused looking at you completely enjoying it with your head tilted up, moaning his name out of pleasure.

He didn't need to look down to know that his cock got so hard that his jeans tightened around the crotch.

He lifted both of your knees, "keep these up," he told you.

You obeyed without questions, especially looking at how his eyes darted to your clothed cunt.

His hand flung to it, gently rubbed on it, and he could feel it damp with your arousal.

"I don't have to taste it to know it's sweet," he told you.

You stifled a nod, listening to his quick breathing with every stroke of his hand on your heating core.

"But you can always have a taste if you want," your voice low and sultry.

He smiled at you despite the tension thickening in the room.

"Maybe I should get a taste," he put your underwear to the side and exposed your drenched core to him.

His eyes widened, tempted, enticed yet his hand reached out for another strawberry in the bowl and took one.

What he did next was beyond your wildest fantasy, he ran the strawberry down your slit to smear your essence on it. He purposely circled your clit with it while watching your reactions.

Without any hesitancy, he shoved the strawberry into your mouth and licked his fingers after.

That was the most bizarre thing a guy ever did to you but at the same time, arousing you on a whole new level.

"So..." he dragged his word, "sweet," he enunciated the word so slowly to emphasize how much he enjoyed it.

He collected the juice leaking out of the corner of his mouth, then shoved it back into his mouth.

He leaned forward again, grazing the tip of his nose on your cheek, "Now that I got the taste of it, I want the whole of it," he said to you.

You spread your legs for him, "What's stopping you?"

And he triumphantly smiled.

You helped him work open his jeans, unzipped his fly in excitement, and he pulled it enough to let his cock out of its confine.

His cock was tumescent, red like all the blood rushed to it, erected with so much desire.

Even his long slender fingers couldn't contain his hard-on anymore, he wanted you so bad, and it shows.

You touched the tip of his cock with a bead of pearly white of his precum leaking out of it, you smeared it all over his length with your thumb, and once you finished, licked your thumb clean.

"You know how to make me want more," he cooed.

You smiled at his compliment, faintly biting your lower lip in anticipation as he teased your entrance with his cock.

You kept your legs by holding them up with your hands, looking down at how he ran his cock up and down, around your cunt until he couldn't take it anymore, finally pushing his length in so slowly.

So slowly to feel every inch of your velvety walls welcoming him, engulfing his length in unadulterated pleasure that he couldn't get anywhere, with anyone else but you.

He stopped midway, withdrew just enough, then pushed inside again until he fully bottomed out inside you, making you both letting out satisfied groans.

He put your legs around his waist and drew you closer, leaving no gap between your bodies.

He kept groaning into your ear, whispering praises as he began moving, thrusting into you.

"I got the ripest, juiciest strawberry here," he teased you, his words dancing around in your head as if he wasn't fucking you dumb at that moment.

One hand gripped your thigh so hard you were sure his nails would leave crescent marks while the other, resting on the arch of your back to keep you close to him, making sure you took each of his hard thrusts well.

You put your hands around his neck as he quickened the pace, holding on to him as you struggled to keep up with him with moans spilling out of your mouth.

"Baby, you feel so good," he softly spoke, in contrast to the rough, restless pounding he was doing to you.

You couldn't form a coherent sentence to answer him, you kissed him instead, slobbering wet kisses on his mouth as you broke into a sob, climaxing right at that moment.

Your body shook against him, yet it didn't stop him from keep going, fucking you hard and keeping you steady on the counter, eyes switching between watching your face and his cock slipping in and out of you.

It was your turn to rile him up, leaning back on the counter to touch yourself, pinching your nipples, kneading on your breasts, and calling out his names out of lust.

"You're going to cum inside me, right, baby?" You asked him, batting your eyelash at him.

His eyes screwed shut, and he used the remaining strength inside him to thrust you even harder sending you jolted on the counter, you cried out in pleasure.

He stifled a few hard thrusts to finally cum inside you, keeping it inside to fill you with his cum with a hand rubbing your thigh.

He pulled out when he deemed he had milked every drop of his cum inside you. His eyes lingered on your cunt, and a few seconds later, his milky white cum leaked out of you.

The view always satisfied him in an inexplicably way.

"I want to taste you too," you said out of the blue.

Hyunjin watched as you took a strawberry from the bowl and dabbed it with his cum, without hesitation shoved it whole into your mouth.

Hyunjin believed his cock just twitched by the lewd scene that he, himself, never dared to dream of.

He muttered curses under his breath, eyes couldn't look away at how you chewed on the fruit mixed with his cum.

He pulled you by your neck, kissing you, prying open your mouth with his tongue to taste you, the strawberry, his cum, your cum, and everything in between.

Everything mixed into one wild concoction like no other.

It was sweet through and through.

He let go, lips lingering on yours with a string of saliva connected in between, "baby,"

"Yes,"

"Baby," he breathlessly called you again.

You cupped his face, "yes, baby?"

"You taste so sweet. I think once is not enough," he said.

You softly laughed and looked at him through your lashes, “What's stopping you?"

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↣ warnings: a/b/o dynamics, prime dynamics (prime alphas/omegas; stronger, more dangerous variants), noncon/dubcon (the relationship later turns consensual, but it starts out with kidnapping and a/b/o can blur the consent lines), enemies to lovers, villain!katsuki, some yandere tones, kidnapping, captivity, corruption, breeding, heats, ruts, knots, mating, claiming, bonding, possessive actions, clawing, biting, choking, belly-bulges, bruising, blood, too much fucking purring, a lot of praise, some degradation, hair pulling, size difference, creampies and cum galore

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WHITE NOISE.

Quietly version.

Bangchan x reader x Jeongin. (s)

Author’s note: I hope you guys like it. The chaotic version will be out tomorrow :)

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Lee Know x reader. (s,f)

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“Oh, honey, you come right on time,” Minho exclaimed the second he spotted you coming. You were surprised he brought Han along to your place and did not mention it in his text message. “Hey,” Han beamed at you, he was sitting on the round seat across the sofa Minho sat on. You waved at him, “Hey,” you greeted back. “Come here,” Minho held out his hand at you, and you took it without a doubt. You were about to sit next to him on the sofa, but he pulled you onto his lap instead and didn’t waste time putting his hands around you for a tight hug. “Honey, Han just got a girlfriend,” he informed you, his chin pressed on your shoulder blade as he spoke. “Oh! Congrats, Han!” You told him. He shyly nodded and laughed at you, “it’s not a big deal, really,” he awkwardly replied. Minho hissed, “It’s a big deal because you never had a girlfriend before,” “Like never, ever?” You asked, slightly shocked at the revelation of his personal life. He shook his head, reclining on his seat. “It’s nothing to be shame about, Han,” you said, trying to console him. “And that is why I brought him here,” Minho told you, close enough that his lips grazing your ear, “I’m going to teach him how to give his girlfriend a proper ‘touch’,” he added. You turned your head at him, didn’t quite catch up on what he tried to say. He raised both eyebrows at you, and you shot Han a puzzled look and then looked back at Minho, “So?” “That’s why I need you,” Minho explained, “because I couldn’t give him an example on how to finger a girl on someone else but you,” You scoffed, “Am I some kind of sex dummy now?” He gave a flippant nod. You already got used to his brazen attitude and all these unexpected ideas he always seemed to be having in his head, but that was the reason why your relationship never lacked excitement. Well, it was better than if he did it on another girl than you, “okay, let’s see what kind of teacher you are!” You told him with a smirk. Minho pressed a quick peck on the lips, “I know you would always be supportive of me,” he said to you. “Okay, now class began!” He announced, and Han snapped his head in your direction, “now pay close attention!” He commanded. “Han, please don’t mind me. I’m just a mere sex dummy,” you added. “That’s right,” Minho added, “Honey is so clever,” he praised you, placing another kiss that was meant on your lips but landed on the corner of your mouth instead. “Okay now, the first thing you have to do when you meet your girlfriend asks about her day,” Minho delivered his instructions in a rather serious manner, “you can’t just dive into action cause you have to find out what kind of mood she’s in that very moment,” Minho gave an example of his first instructions, “Honey, how is your day?” “Good, just a bit tired,” you earnestly replied. “How many times have you thought of me naked today?” He asked in such coy. You chuckled at the unexpected question, “three times so far,” you jokingly answered. “And it’s only 7 pm,” he said, shaking his head, “my poor honey,” he cooed. Han quietly chuckled across from you. “That means she’s pretty needy for me, and that’s good,” he told Han. “But Hyung, I can’t just ask my girlfriend that kind of lewd question out of the blue,” Han said, half-laughing. “Well, if you’re not in that level yet you can move on to the next tip,” he said, “you praise her!” You nodded along with Minho at Han. Minho didn’t shy away from giving you random compliments at random times, and it was either gave you good laughs or butterflies in your stomach and sometimes both. He gave another example, “Like today, my girlfriend wears such nice sweater, so I would tell her, 'honey, that’s a nice sweater!’,” he projected another one of his tips. Han was taking his instruction seriously this time. “Oh thanks,” you muttered to him. Minho squinted his eyes, “but it looks ugly on you,” he added and you jerked your head back in confusion, “I think it’s better if you take it off,” he finished his sentence. You laughed when you found out his true intention, “If you said it looks ugly on me then I have to take it off,” you

said, playing along with him. He helped you take off your sweater and carefully got it over your head and fixed your hair after. Han looked away the moment he noticed you were wearing no bra underneath and just a silk camisole. Minho clicked his tongue, “honey, as much as I love having easy access to your tits doesn’t mean I like it when everyone could see it,” he nagged you while his hands slowly made their way to cup your breasts against the thin fabric of your camisole, he hummed as his fingers slowly circling your hardening buds and for a moment, forgot he was in the middle of teaching a lesson. Han cleared his throat, and that was enough to get Minho’s attention back. “Second tip: praises!” Minho reminded, with hands endlessly touching and pinching your breasts against the fabric. “Move on to the third,” he stopped fondling your breasts to continue speaking, “Find her sensitive spots!” Minho gathered your hair into his hand and flipped it to one side of your shoulder, “my honey sensitive spot is here,” he pointed to that sweet spot on the back of your ear, you let out a low gasp when he placed a tender kiss. He didn’t waste time to move on to the next spot, “both of her nipples are sensitive,” Minho told Han in such casual manner like he wasn’t pulling your camisole down right now sending your breast spilling out, “but her left one is the most sensitive one,” he further explained, he licked two fingers then rubbed it on your nipple. You gasped at his slick saliva mixed with the roughness of his finger pads circling your nipples, once in a while pinching and rolling it between his fingers. He looked at your slacked open jaws as low moans escaped your mouth, “I know you like that, honey,” he murmured, “but you also have another sensitive spot,” he moved his hand to your thigh and went under the back of your knee, “this,” he softly rubbed the skin behind your knee, he smirked because he knew he was right. Minho knows your body just like the back of his hands, he knew every nook and crook of your body and its sensitive spots even without having you point it, in other words, he got you wrapped around his little finger. Minho turned his head back at Han, “so far, did you get what I teach you?” Han blinked a few times, looked so nonplussed as if he just got caught peeping in on you both, “yes,” he stuttered. “Okay, good, because we’re moving on to the main thing now,” he said with a sly grin, hands slipping under your skirt. He didn’t wait to land his hand on your sex right away, “already wet for me, huh?” He hummed at you. You turned your head to meet his and replied to him with a quick peck on the lips instead. His hands smoothly pulled down your underwear, and you lifted your hips to help him get rid of it. You watched as Han’s eyes followed your underwear slipped off of you. Minho pulled your skirt upward, “honey, spread your legs wider,” he ordered. You obeyed, spread your legs wider on his lap, and you looked at Han who swallowed hard the second he saw your glistening wet cunt. Minho noticed that Han couldn’t take his eyes off of your throbbing, blushing core, “you may look but you can’t have it,” he said to Han, “this sweet little cunt is mine,” he couldn’t sound more possessive when he said it. Han quickly looked away, “I know, Hyung,” He meekly replied. Minho hoisted you higher on his lap, one hand rubbing your inner thigh and the other began running his fingers down your slit, “I’m sure you know the clit right?” He asked Han, and with that, his fingers started circling on your clit, “start with circling on it,” he instructed, his eyes intently watching your reaction. Your hands held on his arms, gripping at his firm biceps. “If she started to enjoy it, you can add pressure on it,” Minho applied gentle pressure on your clit, “and you can add more pressure as you go,” but instead of doing that, he gently slapped your cunt causing you to jolt on his lap. You gripped his arms hard, your nails dug into his flesh, “honey,” you hissed. Minho unapologetically smiled at you, “I can’t help it,” he simply answered, “now

come, give me a kiss,” he demanded. You chuckled before leaning into the side and capturing his lips with yours while his hand was still busy stimulating your clit. “Sorry, she keeps distracting me,” Minho said to Han when he broke the kiss, while you giggled at his lame excuse. “Next, you can insert your finger,” he looked down over your shoulder as he inserted one finger into your hole, “you stretch her well before you add another finger,” he instructed again, he pulled out his finger then added another digit in next. You hummed in pleasure as he began pumping his fingers in and out of you, setting up a steady pace. “You can use your other hand to play with her clit,” Minho used his free hand to rub your clit in a circular motion. You moaned at the overwhelming pleasures you were feeling at once, your hands clawing on his arms. “You curled your fingers inside her,” Minho instructed again but he was focusing on you, “and try hitting that spot,” his voice went shaky as you trembled on his lap. Minho curled his fingers and easily hit your spot, sending your head lolling on his shoulder, moaning out loud. He groaned, “I like it when she makes pretty noises like that,” he breathlessly said. At this point, you didn’t even care that there was an extra pair of eyes watching you getting fingered, you shamelessly grinding on his fingers. “You’re getting close, honey,” he whispered to you as he quickened the pace with all his might, “cum for me,” he placed hasty kisses on your bare shoulder. You looked down at his fingers knuckle deep inside you, pumping and constantly hitting your spot that eventually took you to your sweet, sweet release. You accidentally shut your legs together with his hand still on your dripping cunt, “was it that good?” He asked you, drawing his hand back from you. You shyly nodded. Minho swiped your lips with his fingers coated with your arousal, and without his command; you ran your tongue around your lips to taste yourself. Minho watched with his jaws slacked open, then brought his fingers into his mouth and sucked on it. “I think that’s enough for today’s lesson!” Minho said to Han, who was so immersed in watching the two of you getting it on before his eyes. Han cleared his throat and kept avoiding your eyes, “Thank you, Hyung, I’ll make sure to put your lesson to a good use,” he added, awkwardly shifting on his seat. You turned your head to talk to Minho, “That was a good lesson, Mr. Lee,” you praised him. He was taken aback, by the way, your address him in a new name, “What did you call me?” “Mr. Lee,” you softly smiled when you called him that. “Fuck, I think my cock just twitched when you called me that,” he gripped the back of your neck and crashed his lips on you, kissing you hungrily until there was no air left in your lungs. “Han, unless you want to watch me fucking her, you may go now,” Minho said, hands holding your body in a tight embrace. Han looked at you both blank-eyed, when the words finally sank in, he got up from his seat, “no, I’ll leave you guys to it, I’ll,” he paused to gather his things from the table, “I’ll leave, bye,” he couldn’t leave the room quicker than that. Minho got you off of his lap and pushed you, laying you down on the sofa. He lowered himself on top of you, burying his head in your neck and chest, peppering kisses on every inch of skin available for him. He shortly withdrew himself for you, kneeling between your legs. “So, what’s the next lesson, Mr. Lee?” You jokingly asked him. He looked down at you with eyes dark and wide full of lust, his hands reached for the button of his jeans and popped it open, “today’s lesson is how to fuck you good,” he said with a sly smirk plastered on his face. His words somehow sent a tingle inside, sending you squirming, “I can’t wait to learn a lot from you, Mr. Lee,” with your voice low and sultry. His breath hitched for every time you called him that, “call me that once again, and I might fuck you real,” he pressed his crotch on you to emphasize the word, “real good, honey,” he finished his words with a heavy sigh. But instead

of feeling scared, you felt a newfound excitement at the way he taunted you with his words, “Then I’ll be a good student, Mr. Lee,“ then proceeded to spread your legs wide open for him.

𝗢𝗧𝟴: 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝗽𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀.

Wordcount — 6,295 words.

Includes — Mentions of gangbangs, somnophilia, impregnation kink, cuckolding, petplay, (❗) omorashi [it only appears in Minho's section and the title is bolded in red, for those who might want to skip it], anal sex, multiple partners, exhibitionism, graphoerotica, pain (therefore, masochism), bondage, mind break, facefucking, drool/spit kink, temperature play, sensory deprivation, sexual corruption, dacryphilia, edging, choking, humiliation and orgasm denial/ruined orgasm. Overall, most of the scenarios include oral sex, creampies, penetrative sex, use of petnames and a few dirty dialogues.

Author's Note — Please remember that English it's mot my first language! I wrote this as a way to ease my writer's block, and this is my take on which kinks/fantasies I believe each member might have! This is not proofread so I apologize for any mistakes in advanced.

Bang Chan

Gangbangs

I don’t see Chan as someone selfish or possessive when it comes to you. As long as he is sure the relationship is stable and the communication between both parties is clear, Chan doesn’t mind sharing. Of course, he wouldn’t share you with just anyone —he is very selective when it comes to granting someone a privilege like you are. But when he is sure his relationship is stable enough to perform such practice, and he has a few people in mind who would be down to it, Chan really enjoys gangbangs. 

I really see him as the first one to bring the topic up. Whether he isn’t sure if you are into those things or not, I feel like he would actually be the one to propose it. 

Chan really thrives on pleasuring you, he really does, so the idea of being able to fuck you while another pair of hands are touching your body and making you feel good it’s enough to drive him to the edge. However, a threesome wouldn’t be enough for him —he needs to see you being pleasured in all the ways possible. And by that I mean having him inside your cunt, while someone else’s fingers are working on your clit and some other’s mouth is all over your breasts, sucking on your nipples and making you squirm. On top of that, the idea of someone fucking your ass and someone else fucking your mouth while he gets to fuck your sweet, wet pussy drives him insane. 

Watching you being used by all of his good friends and overwhelmed with pleasure is such a turn on for him,

Somnophilia

Oh, he's definitely into somnophilia. For sure. But instead of him getting to fuck you in your sleep, he wants you to do it. 

Perhaps it’s the “free use” aspect of it that he really likes, but the idea of you sneaking underneath the blankets just to press your body tightly against him, or touch him while he is sleeping, is something he would really like to try. 

There’s not really a way of putting this kink on the table in a casual conversation, and even the thought of having to voice the words I want you to use my body while I’m sleeping makes him nervous. But one night, when he feels your hand teasing the hems of his shorts while he is almost falling asleep, the words come out of him so casually you have a hard time understanding what he wants. 

But really, it is not that hard to understand. Chan wants you to touch him while he is asleep, he wants you to wake him up with your hands around his girth as it grows bigger under your grip. He wants you to suck him off while he lets out quiet and raspy whimpers, trying to differentiate if he is dreaming or if you are really going down on him while he isn’t fully conscious. 

Perhaps it’s a weird practice, but once you do it, you start getting the appeal of it. Having him bare-faced and half naked in your bed, with his cock hard and leaking precum, all while he is still asleep really gets you going too. 

Impregnation

 Chan's instincts get the best of him during sex. Not only he becomes more primal, but it would seem as if his inhibitions go away as his arousal increases. To be honest, Chan never fully realized he had such a kink until he got to come inside you for the first time ever. You were on the pill and, as far as you two were concerned, it was safe —but, in the meantime, all Chan could think about what if it wasn't. While you two were fucking, it was inevitable for Chan to think about getting to come inside you on your most fertile days perhaps with the only purpose of getting you pregnant. Later on, he realized the thrill wasn't really about getting to come inside you but what it all represented —the ultimate act of love and dominance, being sure that a part of him is still inside you even though he is not around. 

On top of that, I kind of see Chan as someone who acts animalistic during sex. When you tease him by telling him you are in those days (fertility window), something sparks within him —the need to be fucking you every hour of those days, filling your cunt with cum and making sure you don’t waste any drops of it. 

Sometimes, all Chan wants everyone to know what you do when you are with him, and how good you are for even allowing him to come inside you. And what better way to tell the world that he is fucking you good than bearing his child? 

Minho

Cuckolding

When it comes to pleasing you, Minho knows he is the best. He knows you well enough, knows your weak spots and knows exactly what to do every time to make your body react the way he wants to. He knows that no one will ever get close to how skillful he is when it comes to you, and he is not afraid to prove that to you and the world.

It started off innocently, when you confessed to him that you found Changbin attractive —far from making him jealous, it aroused curiosity in him. For a reason beyond him, that night he jerked off to the thought of Changbin fucking you in his bed —rough, primal and messy. In his fantasy, he was sitting right in front of the bed, with his hard cock inside his fist and his eyes fixed on you and his friend. 

He wasn’t ashamed of such a preference, but it wasn’t something he would willingly bring to the table —there wasn’t really a way to deliver the news that he was crazily fantazising about you fucking other men while he got to watch. 

But when he did, when he told you all about his secret fantasy, you felt curious too. 

Later on you understood the appeal —there was something filthy in getting fucked in front by the one you loved the most, in the way your hazy eyes fixed on him wile another men fucked your tight cunt under your boyfriend’s orders. 

Because when Minho wasn’t quietly grunting and jerking off to the scene, he would boss the other man around —whether it was his friend or another person you two found to bring into the mix, Minho sometimes enjoyed giving them orders regarding how to fuck you.

At the end of the day, he knew that no one could do it like he can.

Petplay

When it comes to him, this kink doesn't reduce itself to calling you pet names such as kitten, bunny or puppy. 

Minho really likes to take things further with this kink, by buying you pretty collars with your own name plate, leashes, other accessories and a pretty cage of your own. The thing with pet play, for him, is humiliation and proof of your submission —he gets hard at your obedience, at how you would do anything he asks you to just to serve him.

When he asks you to crawl on all fours for him, wearing that fur tail inside your tight ass and a pair of kitten ears on top of your head, you don’t hesitate. You stare at him with doe eyes and he can’t help but tauntingly smile at such a humiliating act, his cock pulsating underneath his pants at the sight of your wet cunt that only gets wetter the more he orders you around.

Minho is also the type to pat your head or scratch your chin while he tells you how much of a good kitten/puppy/bunny you are. However, when you’ve done wrong, he doesn’t hesitate to punish you —locking you inside your pretty cage, naked and on all fours with all of your body exposed to his delight. 

These days though, you have tried your best to be a good pet to him.

After all, you love the treats Minho gives you when you behave and do as he says!

Omorashi

Minho never knew it was a thing until he had to google it —“I got hard when I saw my girlfriend desperate to pee”. Even typing those words made him feel filthy, but not even that embarrassment prevented him from developing an attraction to such an unusual preference. 

It all happened at a public park, where there were no restrooms near. You stared at Minho with furrowed eyebrows and big eyes, telling him that you just couldn’t hold it any longer.

The way your thighs squeezed together and a few moans and whimpers escaped through your lips as you tried your best to remain dry got the best out of Minho, whose cock got painfully hard just by the sight of your legs pressed together while you bit your lower lip.

“Fuck,” you sighed with both relief and concern, closing your eyes with your eyebrows still as furrowed. Your lips parted ever so slightly, allowing a few sighs to escape through them as you no longer could hold it in.

The sight of you wetting yourself, after all those minutes of despair you had gone through, aroused Minho. And the fantasy of getting to see your soaked underwear dripping paired with the embarrassment in your face was driving him insane, but he just couldn’t figure out what was so attractive about that.

To this day, something you recall as an embarrassing memory, it’s what Minho revisits in his imagination every night he doesn’t get to fuck you, roughly stroking his cock to the memory of your wet clothes and whimpers of relief.

Changbin

Anal sex

He loves it. A lot.

Not only because it’s much more tighter than your sweet cunt, but because of how filthy and taboo anal sex it still is. 

There’s nothing Changbin adores more than being able to see himself bottoming out inside your ass, feeling how it swallows him full even when you are moaning and crying in both pleasure and pain —the sight of his thick girth stretching you out is enough to drive him to the edge. 

Although the go-to position for this practice is being on all fours, Changbin loves it the most when he gets to fuck your ass in missionary.  He loves hearing you gasp when he enters you for the first time that day, your eyes widening as you feel the painful, but slow stretch his cock provides. He loves to see how your cunt clenches around thin air as he makes his way inside your hole.

Sometimes he can’t help but groan too when he feels your tight walls squeezing him harshly. He starts off slowly and increases the pace of his thrusts as you get used to him, finishing off with a rough, messy anal sex that you both enjoy a lot.

In those times, where things escalate quickly, Changbin adores hearing your cute whimpers and sobs every time he pushes his cock deeper inside you. If the position allows him to, he would even play with your clit and stuff your empty cunt with two of his fingers while he fucks your ass. 

Lastly, he also thrives on coming inside your tightest hole, filling it to the brim with this cum until it leaks out of you. 

The messier, the better, Changbin thinks.

Multiple partners

One of Changbin’s ultimate sexual fantasies.

Changbin, who has a great stamina, fantasies about engaging in sexual relationships with multiple women at the same time —the man knows he is capable of that and more.

More often than not, Changbin has this recurring fantasy; fantasy in which he finds himself in a hotel room with 8 or 9 other women, all naked and at his full disposal. 

Changbin pictures him fucking every single one of them —sometimes, he also pictures some of them fucking with each other in front of him. But truly, all Changbin cares about is to be able to satisfy each and every one of them properly. 

He wants to fuck one women while both of his hands work on other two sweet pussies, getting hard at the sound and sight of the pleasure he is providing them with. At the same time, he wants to feel hands and lips all over his body, begging for his attention. Deep down, he knows he is capable of giving it to them if they wait just a little longer.

Sometimes he imagines he comes inside every single one of them, breeding them fully and watching how his hot cum leaks out of their cunts. That would make him feel really, really proud. But some others, he just imagines he comes all over their bodies and faces as a reminder that they served him well. 

Either scenario makes him hard, and he really can’t wait to try it out. 

Exhibitionism

He would never say these things out loud, but Changbin gets hard whenever he shows himself off to someone. Because of this particular preference, he was driven to open an anonymous NSFW twitter account. 

If you scroll through his profile, you can find a bunch of gym pictures, suggestive videos and audios that he records for his followers online —sometimes, he goes as far as uploading full nude pictures and videos. 

After working out, while taking a shower or right before going to bed, Changbin gets hard and he feels the need to show himself to someone. Anyone, for that matter. So he undresses himself, pumps his cock a few times until it is nice and hard and he takes a picture of it —if the angle is right, one can also catch a glimpse of his toned abdomen. And although the process of taking the picture and uploading it is satisfactory on its own, there is absolutely nothing more rewarding than the bunch of comments he receives afterwards. 

He jerks off reading all the dirty comments of people telling him how much they desired to be fucked by a cock like his. His inbox also gets full with message requests from people who feel like having a sexual chat with the man behind the screen, complimenting him and asking to see more.

And really, who is Changbin to deny that to them?

Hyunjin

Graphoerotica

Hyunjin was stubborn and, after encountering an interesting picture on the internet, he just had to try it out. 

A marker and your consent was all that he needed before completely diving into such an unusual practice, one that you had never heard about until he brought it up. He had you lying on your back, naked and with your legs spread for him. One of his hands was holding your hips in place while the other one dragged the marker along your skin, leaving traces of pigment that formed letters, and such letters formed whole words. 

The first thing he wrote was his name with big, bold letters “Hyunjin's” with an arrow pointing down to your cunt, indicating that such a part of your body belonged to him. 

He then continued marking your body with words you usually like to hear from you, words that accurately described you whenever you were in bed with him —slut, cumdump and whore were ones of many that Hyunjin wrote all over your body. 

You were staring at him with such a sweet, innocent smile while your naked body was covered in all sorts of dirty words, that it was hard for him not to get aroused. 

Every now and then, you indulge Hyunjin by letting him mark your body with words. And in return, he fucks you for hours on end until the sweat and friction between both of your bodies makes the tint of the words fade away. 

But even then, when they are no longer visible on your skin, Hyunjin knows that you still wear them proudly.

Pain

Whether it's giving it or receiving it, Hyunjin can't deny that pain makes him hard. 

There is something really taboo when it comes to physical pain and, overall, suffering. If you love someone, you must not hurt them, but, sometimes, that's all Hyunjin thinks about.

When he gets to see you squirming on his lap every time he spanks you, or when he hears you groaning after pulling your hair harshly, Hyunjin's cock reacts. There is something about pain that it's so intimate to Hyunjin that it really gets the best of him. 

But, as I said, it goes both ways. When you pull his hair or scratch his back, making him hiss in pain, Hyunjin gets aroused too. 

Overstimulation is, perhaps, Hyunjin's favorite form of pain, and you are always more than happy to indulge him that way. When he comes, you don’t stop —you lazily keep on stroking his length, smearing his semen all along it while Hyunjin hisses and his abdomen contracts as he tries to catch his breath. He clenches his jaw and fists, throws his head back and closes his eyes tightly shut while his perfect features contort in grimaces of suffering. But even then, when the veins of his neck become more prominent and his knuckles turn even paler from how hard he is squeezing both of his fists, he keeps on asking you for more. 

It’s not that Hyunjin is a sucker for pain, but it arouses him when you are the one inflicting it. 

Bondage

Big, big, big fan. Whether it’s with ropes or harnesses, Hyunjin utterly adores to restrain your movements. 

There is something dark and intimate that he finds in bondage —the renunciation of something as basic and necessary as movement is. He takes pride in knowing you trust him enough to be able to grant him the right to tie up your body and do whatever he wants with it, something you wouldn’t let anyone else, other than Hyunjin, do.

Sometimes, he uses it as a punishment. But more often than not, he does it because he enjoys it. He likes the whole process —if he is using ropes, he makes sure to take his time tying your body up tightly but comfortably for you; if he chooses the harnesses, he is the one to put them on you while he whispers the sweetest and teasing compliments. 

Hyunjin finds intimacy in the way you stare at his hands while he ties you up, your eyes fixed in his fingers and veins every time he tightens the ropes on your body. 

He also thrives on catching a glimpse of fear and curiosity in your eyes every time he restrains your movements, shivering ever so slightly underneath his body. You know Hyunjin would never do something you are not comfortable with, but that doesn’t stop your body from trembling with anticipation of knowing what’s next in store for you throughout the night.

But even then, when your insides are filled with fear and excitement, your cunt gets the most wet and he can’t help but smirk to himself and asks you: “Are you going to let me use this pretty body as much as I want?” 

Jisung

Mindbreak

Han Jisung is a proud man. It’s really not a secret.

He takes pride on how much he excels at everything he does, and sex it’s not an exception to this rule: Jisung knows he fucks well. He has a fair number of women who can confirm such a fact —almost every woman he has slept with has complimented him about his stamina, his mouth skills and how, overall, how good he is in bed. 

That, itself, it’s very rewarding for him: receiving a late night text from a one night stand asking to see him again, or hearing the woman thanking him over and over for an orgasm. But for Jisung, there is nothing more rewarding than getting to see and hear the power he holds over certain people.

When Jisung fucks, he is determined to give his partner as much pleasure as he possibly can —that, almost always ends up leading to overstimulation and multiple orgasms. He adores watching how his partner aggressively trembles underneath him, closing her legs around him while his cunt squeezes his cock out because of the overstimulation. He loves to see their eyes rolling to the back of their head and going white while drool drips from their lips and onto their chins, their minds short-circuiting and not allowing them to say a word other than “Jisung” and "more", begging for him to continue. 

Being able to break someone’s mind until they are no longer anything but prisoners from their orgasms is what Jisung takes the best pride in.

Facefucking

Tongue out, mouth open wide and hands behind your back —that’s what Jisung likes to see whenever he asks you to be good for him. 

When he is stressed, there is nothing that relaxes him more than getting to fuck your mouth and face. You know it’s his favorite thing ever and as the good, compassionate girlfriend you are, you always indulge him in such a way.

Sometimes, Jisung doesn’t have to ask for it before you are already on both your knees with your mouth open wide and your eyes begging for him to use you. And he does so every time, starting off by gathering all of your hair in an improvised ponytail with one hand while the other lowers his sweatpants and pulls his hardened cock out.

Because of the trust you two have, and how used you both are to such a practice, Jisung knows he is allowed to go rough on you. So he starts off slowly, only to increase the pace of his hips just a few seconds later. 

He pushes your head further onto his length until he can actually feel the back of your throat, and he stays like that for a while, stretching you open. When he knows you are ready to take him, he starts taking the stress out on your body by using your mouth as much as he wants —hearing you gag and gasp for air around his cock is, possibly, one of the things that make him the hardest.

So he continues on maneuvering you by your hair on his cock, pushing your head all the way deep until he feels like coming —and of course, he does so inside your mouth, while still having his cock reaching the deepest parts of it. 

Spit/drool.

Jisung doesn't gross out easily, that’s why sex with him is always messy.

And more than him not being grossed out easily, it’s the fact that he actually likes the mess and the filthiness of it all. 

He is the type of man who pushes his fingers down your throat just to hear you gagging and have you uncontrollably drooling around them, saliva spilling into his fingers and onto your chin and breasts. When he fucks your mouth, he looks to achieve the exact same thing: he wants you to make a mess. 

Jisung adores to see you drooling all over the place, to see the skin on your breasts and tummy glistening with your own saliva —it is both filthy and erotic, he thinks.

The kisses you two share are no different than what’s described here —they are desperate, messy, dirty and filthy. Drool is shared between both of you, staining your chins and other skin areas near your mouths, both of your tongues brushing against each other while you two desperately want to explore each other’s mouths. He also doesn’t run out of breath easily so long, dirty kisses are very familiar to him.

But when he does interrupt the kiss to catch some air or to move on with something else, his cock twitches at the sight of a string of saliva connecting both of your lips. 

If he could, he would spend hours on end kissing you sloppily, spitting into your mouth and losing any inhibitions.

Felix

Temperature play

Paired with bondage, temperature play it’s something that drives Felix insane. And although he enjoys playing with both ice and wax, he is more drawn to perform temperature play with cold elements. 

There is something very satisfying in watching you squirm underneath him, your wrists and arms desperately trying to free themselves from the restraints while his hands drag ice cubes all over your tummy and chest. 

Also, getting to see how your nipples harden? Probably one of the things that arouses him the most, that’s why he adores to tease your areolas with ice, dragging it in circles around your nipple while he gets to see how they react to his ministrations.

Another thing he enjoys is to place certain toys, like your favorite glass dildo, in the freezer for a couple of minutes. He makes sure it is nice and cold before using it on you, teasing your inner thighs and pubic area before lightly slapping your clit with it. When your body jolts and it trembles against the ropes restraining you, Felix’s cock twitches. The way your eyes stare at him, practically begging for more, drives him to fuck your cunt with the toy, feeling cold drops of water melting with your own wetness; in just a couple of minutes, the cold sensation is replaced with only your warm fluids coating the toy. 

Felix really finds a kind of sadistic pleasure in how your body aggressively reacts to such stimuli. 

Sensory  deprivation

Felix knows how much power his voice holds over you —a few words from him and he already has you coming undone underneath his body. 

It’s no secret that the tone and deepness of it has always been appealing for you whenever you get to hear him, and he is aware of it. He is that aware that, at times, he knows his voice it’s all that he needs to make you come.

What Felix likes the most about depriving your sight with blindfolds is how your other senses, such as hearing, enhance. He loves to whisper all sorts of things and have you turning to the sides to guess where the sound is coming from.

He also utterly adores to tease your body for hours on end while you are blindfolded because even the softest touch of his kiss on your shoulder or inner thighs make you gasp in surprise. 

Knowing that you aren’t aware of where in the room he is, or what he is about to do next, arouses him a lot. And that, combined with the fact that his voice and touch are the only things that can guide you through the sex, it’s something he enjoys. 

That’s why, most of the time when you are blindfolded, he explains to you what he is exactly about to do. 

And oh, how you love to hear his voice telling you all the filthy things he is about to perform next.

Corruption

The only angelical thing about Felix is his appearance —don’t be fooled by that bright smile and that gentle gaze he sometimes has.

Because even if he manages to fool you, he will always find a way to let you know what truly lingers inside him, and what kind of twisted things he likes —corruption being one of them.

All Felix takes advantage of is the misconception people often create about him. He plays the role of the sweet, innocent boy next door fairly well, only to end up corrupting women to like the same dark things he does. 

He is the type to offer you a sweet smile before introducing you to practices such as edging or overstimulation —practices that, before him, you didn’t even think had a name. 

Felix feels satisfied when you ask him for more of that, of those things he just taught you and that you didn’t even know they existed. He offers you an innocent gaze that’s falsely filled with concern, telling you that “he is not sure if he should” only for you to end up begging for his touch or cock like a desperate slut.

Of course, no one associates him with that kind of taste, that’s why it is easier —he makes you think that you are in control, that all of the new things you are experiencing is because you wanted them to happen and definitely not because he is corrupting you into the perfect sextoy for him.

Seungmin

Dacryphilia

There is something sadistic in getting turned on by seeing you cry. Or at least that’s what Seungmin thinks.

But really, he can’t help himself —his cock grows even harder every time he hears you sobbing and crying in pleasure while he plays with your pussy or is fucking you.

For Seungmin, the satisfaction only comes if the reason behind your cries is something sexual —otherwise, he doesn’t find any arousal behind your tears.

But when it is sexual, when your eyes get clouded with tears and quiet whimpers and sobs fill his room as he fucks you, the sadistic part in Seungmin gets the best of him.

If you are on all fours while he fucks you from behind and he hears you cry, he immediately changes the position to be able to see the tears streaming down your face —for an unknown reason, he likes it a lot.

Also, when he is edging you and prolonging your orgasm, he enjoys watching you cry as you beg for it. And even though he does it in a mocking way, asking you “if you are going to cry”, he can’t deny how hard he gets whenever you do just that. 

The best part of it all is that you don’t necessarily cry because he likes it —matter of fact, you aren’t even aware of this particular preference; it just comes out of you naturally, crying when the pleasure becomes too overwhelming.

And when that happens, when you cry and whine while he fucks you, Seungmin just really can’t last long. 

Edging

Seungmin values your obedience a lot —because, although he isn't possessive, there's no better way to show your commitment to him than following his orders.

He always knows what you want and every time he will give it to you, but more often than not, he wants you to prove that you deserve it. 

He teases you, and touches you, and fucks you exactly how you like it, but every time you are just about to come he asks you not to.

“Just hang on a little more for me, yeah?” and he asks it so sweetly, opposite to how rough his fingers are stretching your pussy, that all you want is to please him. So you hold on a little longer, cursing his name under your breath as you do all you can to prolong your orgasm. 

“Just like that, puppy, be good and hold it,” and you do just that. The most rewarding thing for Seungmin is the fact that he doesn’t have to threaten you with a punishment for you to follow his pleas compliently. There’s really not a consequence if you can’t hold your orgasm, or if you come before he asks you to, but you still try your best because that’s how good you want to be for him.

And after some minutes of torture, Seungmin allows you to come. And he praises and encourages you through it, telling you how much of a good job you did and how well-behaved you are for him.

For him, there’s really nothing more satisfying than getting to see that look of bliss and relief in your face after he finally says the magic words. 

Soft-domming.

I believe Seungmin is an experimentalist —he is willing to try almost everything, even if he thinks he will not like it.

But out of all the practices and roles he has tried so far, being a soft dominant is the one that comes naturally from him. The need to pleasure and take care of his submissive it’s a wholesome idea on its own —putting it to practice is a whole other different world that Seungmin truly enjoys.

Although a few of his preferences veer towards a sadistic side, he never performs them with the roughness and perversion of a hard dominant. Seungmin always does so gently, making sure he isn’t inflicting any pain on you and that everything he gives you is nothing but pleasure.

When you cry, or when you are too overwhelmed to speak, Seungmin shows his true sympathy for you, showering you with sweet praises and reassuring words —“you look beautiful while having me inside you” or “you are taking me so well”.

He never loses an opportunity to compliment the way you please him or the way your body takes him in, always peppering kisses on your face while his hips sink against yours slowly. 

And even though there are endless sexual practices and kinks he is yet to try out with you, Seungmin strongly believes that sweet and gentle intimacy is what a pretty girl like you deserves. 

Jeongin 

Choking

Jeongin gets hard by seeing the desperation in your eyes.

He loves to see how they widen and how your lips part ever so slightly as a faint gasp fills his ears. 

He adores to feel your hand wrapping around his wrist while you squeeze it, encouraging him to choke you harder even when you already feel dizzy and your eyes are already hazy.

Whenever his cock is inside your pussy, Jeongin loves to feel you clenching around him every time he wraps his hand around your neck. Even when you are struggling to breathe properly, and when you are staring right at him with a lost gaze, your pussy keeps on clenching almost aggressively around him in response to his touch.

After a couple of seconds, when he knows you are near your limit, he softens his grips to allow you to gasp for air, inhaling and exhaling profoundly while the fear in your eyes vanishes in front of him. 

Nothing arouses him more than when you look for his wrist while he is pounding himself inside you, guiding his hand all the way to your neck and offering him a smile that just begs for him to choke you —it arouses him mostly because it started off as something just he liked, until you started to take a liking on it too and it suddenly became a recurring practice in sex between the two of you.

His favorite thing to do? Choke you while you come all over his cock.

Humiliation 

It was confusing for him at first. How could he get off at the fantasies of him humiliating his partner in bed? For an odd reason, that didn’t seem morally correct. But even so, with the moral conflicts going on, Jeongin often jerked off to the thought of verbally humiliating his partner, making them feel embarrassed by their neediness. 

More often than he would admit, he gets hard while thinking about all the filthy stuff he wants to make his partner do. A recurring fantasy he has on this is to make his partner get off on his shoe while he watches.

There’s something about humiliation that Jeongin finds power in. The idea of his partner getting wet while being degraded, embarrassed and laughed at turns him on in ways he can’t even explain —he desperately wants to be the one degrading and laughing at them for how pathetic they look, and he wants them to enjoy every single second of it. 

I feel like Jeongin is definitely the type to laugh at you and ask embarrassing questions while you are too overwhelmed in pleasure —questions like “this is all that you need to be happy, right? A big cock inside that slutty hole of yours” or “are you really about to come from getting fucked in the ass? only sluts as filthy as you like to have their tightest  hole ruined, because I guess having someone fucking your cunt is not enough any more”. 

Orgasm denial and ruining orgasms. 

Jeongin is such a tease —he definitely has a thing for denying (and ruining) your orgasms. 

It’s not like he doesn’t think you don’t deserve them, but there’s something thrilling in the way you desperately react whenever he tells you you don’t get to come for the night, or for the whole week.

He fucks your cunt, rubs your clit and expects you to be good and follow his command —enjoy it all you want, but don’t come at all. Sometimes, you succeed; you hang on there until he is done, spilling his seed in you and praising you for being obedient after all the struggle. In those times, where he denies your orgasm and you obey, he doesn’t punish you for the whole week and you are thankful for that.

Some others, though, you fail. When he asks you not to come, to hang on a little longer until he is done, but you can’t control yourself, he interrupts your orgasm right at the highest point of it and ruins it for you.

He has you bucking your hips pathetically against nothing, crying in frustration and anticipation of the punishment that will follow your actions next. Your body twists underneath him while you grip the bed sheets underneath you, sobbing and begging for his mercy, “fuck, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry”. 

Oh, he is definitely going to make you feel even sorry for it.