Ugh As A Woonggunz Ult I Completely Understand Your Jiwoong And Gunwook Brainrot ...

ugh as a woonggunz ult i completely understand your jiwoong and gunwook brainrot ... 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

i was just thinking about inexperienced!gunwook wanting to have his first time with you and he wants it to be as perfect as possible and so he asks jiwoong to teach him. jiwoong literally gives him a live demonstration ON YOU .. and you just end up getting manhandled by both men at the same time wow im going insane

i’m gonna . explode OH YMRHSOHDID

gunwook going up to jiwoong all shy, confessing to him that he’s never done anything before and he wants you guys’ first time to be special.. jiwoong offers to help him but he doesn’t tell him how.

and that’s how you ended up splayed out in front of gunwook, jiwoong’s thick fingers stuffing your cunt. “while you finger her, you can play with this.” he points to your clit which was now puffy and soaked. “try it.” he said, reaching over to bring gunwook’s hand to your clit.

gunwook’s thumb circled your bud as your back arched, legs trying to close as the pleasure was too much. “open up, pretty. let gunwook see how to fuck you properly.” jiwoong purred in your ear. you slowly opened your legs, “good girl,” jiwoong hummed.

gunwook watched as your head fell back onto jiwoong’s shoulder, eyes hazy from the pleasure. “now, once you think she’s prepped enough, you can use your cock.” jiwoong slid his fingers out of your cunt making you whine.

“don’t worry, love. gunwook’s gonna give you his cock in a second.” jiwoong said as he rubbed your sides soothingly.

gunwook quickly slid out of his sweats and his boxers, his thick hard cock springing out. jiwoong moved back to let you lay down as gunwook climbed onto the bed, slotting himself between your legs. “gonna put it in now,” gunwook said, grabbing his cock and aligning it with your entrance.

he slowly pushed his cock in, his breath shuddering as you clenched around his tightly. “relax, pretty.” jiwoong hummed from behind you, his hand petting your head. you tried your best to relax, but gunwook felt so good, making you feel so full. choked moans escaped your lips as gunwook was fully inside, your cunt filled to the brim with his thick cock.

“s-so tight-” gunwook groaned. jiwoong watched as gunwook slowly started to fuck you, occasionally giving him tips on how to pleasure you better. he started to tug and pinch at your nipples while gunwook played with your clit.

with jiwoong’s tips, gunwook had you over the edge quickly, your back arching as you came. jiwoong’s hand soothingly running over your hair, “you did so good, doll.”

his words had you clenching harder around gunwook, triggering his own orgasm. he quickly pulled out, releasing his seed on your stomach.

gunwook let out a breathless thank you to jiwoong. jiwoong nodded and slid from behind you, going to take care of his problem while gunwook cleaned you up.

before he could leave, you spoke up, “wait- jiwoong, how about i help you out?”

(let me stop here before i end up writing a whole 5k fic .)

Double BaeCation

Feat. Cheol and cheol bae

A/N: After way too long.. I have finally gotten to make this sequel to Being Loved by Shua . There's a lot of space to be delulu and fill in the blanks cause it's mostly a montage-esqu kinda thing. I hope you enjoy. As always, feedback is very much welcome. 22 slides and an itty bitty written part

Warnings: one suggestive text bubble

After the boys found you two giggling behind the funnel cake stand, you all went back to the hotel.

Joshua helped you out of your shoes and guided you over to the balcony.

It's only been two days and you already felt better now that you were with him, in his arms. the entire time that you've been with your boyfriend, he has made sure to check in with you all the way. Be it what you ate, what you felt, what you wanted to do or even what you wanted to say. But if you still felt some type of way about interrupting some sort of balance in his work life, he'd flick your forehead lovingly, grab the sides of your face and cutely, aggressively kiss your the same spot.

He wrapped the little throw blanket around your arms and pulled your back flush to his chest, strong arms secure around your waist and your hands intertwined with his.

"I'm so happy you came. You have no idea, darling." He spoke softly against your temple, lips planting a lingering kiss on the spot.

The smile you had on since he angily tugged you away from his leaders girlfriend and into his hold, has yet to disappear. If anything it's stretched wider than before.

"I'm happy I'm here, with you." You responded, leaning your head against him and looking up at him. "I feel so safe and and at ease with you like this. I don't ever want us to be apart for this long again, please." You furrow your brows a little bit. feeling slightly embarrassed for sounding needy or clingy.

But Joshua doesn't think so at all. In fact, he looks at you like you hung all the stars in the sky. A hand reaching to angle your jaw so he could lean down and kiss your nose then lips. "I've got you, baby." He kisses you again just a little deeper. "Daddy's got you."

Masterlist

— choking hazard | h.js

⋆ pairings; joshua x fem! reader ⋆ genre; smut, fluff, humor, friends to lovers (?) ⋆ w.c; 3.7k+ ⋆ warnings; intoxication (liquor), mention of walking in on chan, josh is lovingly annoying, big dick! josh, tipsy sex, oral (m. receiving), face-fucking, unprotected sex (she's on pills), reader can be picked up, rough sex, creampie ⋆ a/n; im thankful for @nonuify, @chwepen, @okiedokrie and @whipped-for-kpop-fics for collectively losing it with me while talking about big dick! josh. without them, this wouldn't have been posted lol. xoxo, enjoy <3

“i don't believe a single shit that you just spewed.”

you scoff at your close friend seated on the camping chair adjacent to yours.

“hey, i'm just saying the truth.” Joshua defends himself with a shrug. his smile looks almost angelic under the glistening cascades of moonlight and the dying campfire.

almost is the key word. because there's a glint of something else lurking underneath his dilated pupils. he takes a sip from the canned beer, and a few drops trickle down his chin. he wipes it off with his sleeve.

“your dick is a choking hazard? and a girl you slept with, told her friends that?”

“yep, that's right.” he hides his smirk behind the beer can. it seems that the liquor in your system is doing tricks on you as you watch his eyes dip down to the exposed skin of your collarbones.

you can’t help but laugh at his affirmation. your cheeks puff up, and your eyes crinkle as you do so. Joshua loves your laughter, and it makes him laugh as well. but he can only tongue his cheek now, watching you keel over with laughter. 

“i’m sorry, Josh. that’s the most out-of-pocket shit someone could say.” you take a breather and try to calm down. “how did we land on the topic of cock, again?” 

it’s almost midnight. most of your friends have fallen asleep or are in their tents, scrolling through their phones. which leaves you and Joshua outside, watching the fire trickle down to embers and drinking the last cans of beer till you both pass out. 

but somehow, the conversation has changed lanes to your friend’s diabolical cock size. 

“because you told me that you walked in on Chan jerking off and didn’t expect him to be ‘oh so huge!’” he mimics your voice, and you slap his shoulder while he laughs. 

“well, i still don’t believe you. so,” you blow a raspberry at him and turn away to look at the sky. you are barely tipsy but feel light-headed because of the long hike and how spent your body is. the last thing you want on your mind is Joshua’s cock. 

but it’s safe to say that you’re intrigued. 

“you don’t have to,” his voice echoes with a strum of his guitar. he must’ve picked it up again. but you don’t look at him. especially not with the way you’re all hot and bothered right now. 

“you just have to see it.” you choke on your saliva and make the mistake of turning your head. he has shifted closer to you, his hair tickles your cheeks, and you see his eyes trained on your lips. 

“calm down, player.” you huff and back off. but it’s you who needs to calm down. joshua appears very calm and collected with his sweet smile and shit. but you’re not buying any of that. 

“player?” his voice raises a pitch before he chuckles with a husky timbre. and his low voice sends shivers down your spine straight to your core. you tighten your thighs and wish that he doesn't notice it. 

“hey, it's not my fault people mistake my kindness for something more.”

“kindness? oh forgive me for not knowing that making out with every girl is an act of kindness.” 

“you sound like you’re jealous.” 

he whispers into your ear. and you notice his closeness only now. his knee presses into yours as he manspreads, and he leans into your frame. the smell of beer and his signature scent hits your nose, forcing you to take a deep breath of fresh air. 

in your moment of silence, Joshua confirms his answer. “so you are jealous.” 

you don’t answer and shift in your chair, trying not to cast your gaze on his thighs. or, more specifically, his cock. which you’re pretty sure would be visible against the tightness of his pants. 

“uhh, i’m going to hit the bed. you should too.” that’s all you offer while walking away as fast as possible.

the path to your cabin is short, and you sigh, feeling stupid. obviously, he’s just playing. you’d have a hard time listing the girls he has not kissed because of the lack of them. maybe dares don’t count, but it’s still a blasphemous amount. 

entering the cabin, you immediately take off your counselor shirt and toss it on your bed. you go through your bag, trying to find a sweatshirt you could wear.  

“woah, no bra?” 

you yelp in surprise and cover yourself with your hands. you don’t need to turn around to figure out who that is. 

“joshua, can you not fucking knock?!” 

“calm down, this is my cabin too.” 

your heart palpitates when he closes the door and walks towards his bed, which is adjacent to yours. you scramble to wear any piece of cloth you can find and lie down on your bed as soon as possible. 

you don’t hear a single sound from his side, so you turn in the bed to look at him. which adds to your fluster as you find him already looking at you. he doesn’t utter a word, continuing to look at you. you hold eye contact, mesmerized by the deep brown of his eyes. 

“what?” you ask, voice barely above a whisper. 

“just curious,” he shakes his head, eyes still gazing deep into yours. 

“about?” 

“how you’d look, trying to take my cock in.”

your mouth runs dry and you lick your lips, still not breaking eye contact. a fuzzy warm feeling pools in your stomach and your hard nipples graze against the material of your shirt. you sit up, done with this game of push and pull. 

he follows suit, watching you walk towards him. you offer him no words and kneel on the floor while looking up at him. joshua sucks in a sharp breath, trying to contain himself. his finger grazes against your cheekbones, softly pushing back stray hairs. 

he groans when you press your palm against his boner. he leans back, observing you with a lazy smile. you try not to vocalize your surprise when you confirm that Joshua is not lying. the sheer outline of his cock intimidates you. your nails dig into his thighs, and he snickers at you. 

“scared, honey?” his voice is saccharine, and he looks at you with such adoration. but you know, behind that sweet mask lies something better left undisturbed. 

and you’re treading on the very line that will disturb it. but it doesn’t scare you. it excites you. somehow, the thought of Joshua breaking his demeanor fills your veins with adrenaline. 

more excited than scared. the response lies on the tip of your tongue, and you want to say it. the little liquor in your system gives you a confidence boost. you hook your finger under the waistband of his briefs and pull it down with one smooth pull. 

his cock springs free, and you’re rendered speechless for a second. Joshua’s cock is long and girthy. his pretty pink tip oozes with pearls of precum, and he’s well-groomed. you never thought you’d describe a dick as pretty, but here you are.

you finally find the courage to wrap your hand around his length. you bite your lip, squeezing his cock that lays heavy on your hand. he shudders and sighs at your touch. you lean forward and lick the precum off his tip. 

“fuck,” he curses, carding his hand through his hair. he sounds so hot, and it makes you envy all the girls he’s slept with before. 

you’re still hesitant to wrap your lips around his cock, and he senses it. “want some help?” he offers, and you impatiently nod. 

he chuckles, standing on his feet. you wait patiently on your knees, watching him discard his shirt. 

“you think too much, you know?”

before you can ask him what he means, he slaps his cock on your cheek. any and every thought evaporates from your brain, and you can only focus on how good it feels.

you don't say anything but stare up at him with glassy eyes and an open mouth. he laughs, and a devilish tint lurks behind his irises.

“like getting slapped by my cock?” his other hand holds your nape, and you nod eagerly. you lift your hands to rest them on his thighs and close your eyes.

he tugs your hair, forcing you to look at him. “look at me.”

he slaps his cock on your face again. and again, and again. and again till you're absolutely cock drunk, begging to have him down your throat. he slaps his cock one last time on your face. you whine, digging your nails into his thighs.

he chuckles again, cooing at you. “open your mouth.”

you obey, letting your mouth hang open for him. he teases the tip of his oozing cock by rubbing it on your lower lip. you push out your tongue, causing him to chuckle. he taps his cock on your tongue before pushing the tip in.

you hum in content and suck on his tip, swirling your tongue around it. you tease his slit, tracing it with your tongue. joshua bites his lip, and his eyebrows knit in pleasure.

“fuck,” he groans, a sound that fills your heart with pride.

“gonna go a bit deeper, yeah?” you hum around his cock, and he curses.

he pushes your head down his cock, gently. you open your mouth to accommodate him, but the ache in your jaw stops you. you make a noise, stopping him. he does, waiting for you to adjust to his girth.

his fingers caress the side of your face and your nape, causing you to shiver when he brushes a sensitive spot on your neck. his other hand gently holds back your hair. you look at him, nodding your head.

you feel the ache in your jaw lessen when he pulls out, leaving only the tip in. it's soon taken away as he fills your mouth again. he continues so at a mild pace.

you swirl your tongue around his cock, and suck in your cheeks as much as you can. he goes a bit deeper, and you gag, tears pricking your eyes. he moans shamelessly, his movements a bit lazier now.

he pulls out again, and you gasp for breath. a string of saliva connects your lips to his tip. he slaps his cock on your lip, enjoying the wet feeling and sound. it sends a shiver of pleasure to your core as well, which is now soaking.

your panties stick to your core like a second skin. you're afraid that your arousal would drip down your leg. your cunt clenches around nothing and your hard nipples graze against your shirt. the thought of him fucking you fills you with ecstasy.

with your newfound enthusiasm, you move forward, taking his tip between your lips. you maintain eye contact as you do so. you bob your head up and down, gagging at times as you do so. your nails graze the back of his thighs in a pleasurable manner.

“oh god,” he stops your movements, taking a deep breath to compose himself. his abs strain and a few veins pop up at his neck.

“just—just tap my thighs thrice if it's too much, ok?” you blink and nod at him. you relax your jaw and wait for him.

even though you prepare yourself, it still takes you by surprise. he pushes his cock inside in one go and holds your head. you gag and choke, feeling tears stream down your face and drool down your chin.

his hand grips the back of your head, and you feel him twitch in your mouth. your nose brushes against his pelvis and your lips touch the base of his cock.

he feels heavy in your mouth, and you choke on him again, more tears falling from your eyes. he pulls out with ease, and you cough and breathe as much as you can.

you look like an absolute mess right now, a heavenly mess, Joshua thinks. with tears and drool coating your face, your lips swollen, and god, the fucking way you're looking at him.

“think i'm a choking hazard, yet?”

you laugh, but it's cut off when your throat hurts. he giggles and apologizes sheepishly.

“so? should i cum inside your mouth, or?” he teases.

“fuck me, please.”

he curses under his breath, pulling you up to crash his lips against yours. you fall on his bed with him hovering over you. his lips are gentle at first, but the kiss turns deep. his tongue glides over yours, and he kisses you deeply. the ache between your legs grows as you feel his tongue slide over the places his cock was touching a few seconds ago.

his hand wraps around your neck gently, and he squeezes the side occasionally. he pulls away, gasping for air. his chest is pressed to yours, and you feel his heart hammering the way yours does.

his cock grazes against the skin of your thighs, heightening your arousal. “joshua, please fuck me, already.” you whine, nails scratching his back.

“so impatient,” he smiles, kissing your forehead.

he helps remove your shirt and groans at the sight of your hardened nipples. his hands fly to your chest to fondle and squeeze your breasts. he rolls the bud between his fingers and flicks them gently.

he glides his hand down your waist till he finds the hem of your shorts and pulls it down. you relax on his bed with a sigh. it feels so erotic to spread your legs in front of someone you deem a good friend. not to mention that you were choking on said friend's cock a few minutes ago.

you don't miss the smirk that plays on his lips as he observes your stained panties. and it makes you shy, causing you to close your legs, but he stops you. his hands resting on your inner thigh to spread your legs out.

he slowly removes the only clothing left on your body. the arousal sticks to your panty as he peels it off you. he tosses the cloth away and massages your inner thighs, slowly working up his way to your folds.

his fingers prod between your folds, rubbing them up and down and feeling the wetness of your soaking cunt. his thumb brushes your clit, and you fold your legs, bringing them closer to your chest.

he circles your clit, sending waves of pleasure through your body. he leans down to kiss your cunt, and lick the arousal dripping down it.

“not now,” you push his head away, way too eager to take his cock. he kisses your folds before finally pulling away. he looks up at you, smiling softly, but you don’t miss the mischief swirling in his eyes. he kisses your lips again, hands wandering down your body. 

his cock presses on your thighs, and you whimper, almost begging for him. “we don’t have condoms, though. is that fine?”

“yes, i’m on pills.” you say in a nasal tone, your own hands discovering his body. 

“and as long as you don’t have any virus, i’m fine.” you finish, looking at him dead in the eye. he scoffs, rolling his eyes. “i kiss, ok? i don’t get dirty as often.” 

“if you say so,” you sing, pulling him closer and pressing your chest to his. 

“fuck.” he whispers, slotting his lips on yours.  

he breaks the kiss and rubs your thighs. he adores you with his eyes before moving away to align himself to your entrance. he rubs his tip on your folds, and you gasp. “this is gonna hurt a bit,”

and god does it fucking hurt. you have seen guys with his length before, but the girth takes your breath away. you moan with a moan to your eyes and curl to your toes. joshua rubs your nub to distract you from the pain. his other hand strokes your thigh and stomach gently. 

when you seem accommodated enough, he pushes in further. and he does so till he’s deep inside you. it takes everything in him not to push it in one go. the wet warmth of your walls makes him lose his mind, and your clenching doesn’t help either. 

he takes a firm hold of your hips and presses his hand flat on your tummy. he feels his cock through you, and it makes him moan with a bite to his lips. he rests his hand on either side of your head. “wrap your legs around me,” you quickly obey. 

who knew you’d become such a mindless slut for Joshua’s cock? and who could even blame you? his cock stretches your walls with a delicious pain. and you can’t help but clench around him, sucking him in further and further. your hole flutters around his cock, and you’re more than pleased to see the effect you have on him. 

you play with your nipples as he prepares to pull away. he looks at your hands before slapping them away, “tch, bad girl.” 

he pulls out, except for his tip, and you immediately feel empty. he guides his cock inside you again, and you moan when he stretches you out again. he sighs before pulling out again. this time, he snaps his hips to yours in a quick motion. 

he pauses to observe your reaction. “fuck!” you yell, your abdomen fluttering with the deep breaths you take. he takes it as a sign to continue. he snaps his hips again with a vigor he hasn’t shown previously. his moans sync with yours as he continues to thrust in and out of your cunt.

your hands fly to wrap around his strong shoulders as the bed beneath you trembles with his thrusts. his cock drives into your cunt, filling you to the brim. but he’s careful to not hurt you, ending up using only half of his length. 

he undoes your legs around him and shifts to stand on the floor. he pulls you with him, and you yelp. “shh, don’t want them to find out what we’re doing, do you?” he places his forefinger on your lips and caresses your cheek. 

“don’t care,” you whisper, and it takes him by surprise. the change in your behavior fuels him to only fuck you harder. he grips your hips, using them to maneuver your movements. he eases in, filling you entirely, and pulls out, only to slam his cock back in. 

“fuck, see that?” he asks, interrupting your moans and whines. you lift your head, looking at his cock stretch you out. but that’s not what he’s talking about. he slams back in, and you see a bulge in your stomach. you gasp, your walls fluttering at the sight of the bulge. 

joshua fucks you harder, focusing his eyes on the bulge, and your clenching drives him over the edge. he looks up to find you focusing on the bulge as well. one of his hands finds your face, squeezing your cheeks together. 

he leans in, kissing your puckered lips harshly. his thrust only turns rougher with each passing second. the sound of skin slapping, your whimpers mixed in with his moans, and the distinct creak of the bed serve as a drug for Joshua. he picks you up, and you wrap your arms and legs around him in instinct.

you cling to him as he fucks you in the air. you don’t even have time to be impressed by his strength because his cock occupies every space in your mind. his cock screws into your cunt, harder and harder each time. you whine, nails digging into his shoulders. 

his thrusts turn erratic, hips stuttering desperately to meet yours. he gasps, and his cock twitches with the need to release. fuck, he needs to come inside you. the mere idea of it drives him to fuck you with more strength. 

your moans get louder, surely to catch the attention of bypassers outside the cabin. his gasps and moans make you look at him. his head is thrown back, and he fucks you mindlessly. his Adam’s apple bobs when he swallows, and you’re overcome with the need to mark it. a sheen of sweat coats his body, and the light shimmers off it, making him look heavenly. 

he pulls you closer, pressing his chest to yours. he shifts one of his hands to hold your weight, grabbing your ass, and the other wraps around your upper back. you grind your hips, chasing some friction. he groans, tongue darting out to meet yours. 

you eagerly welcome his tongue, tilting your head to kiss him deeply. your moans are swallowed by him, and both his hands now grip your ass. he kneads them in his hands, fucking you faster each time you clench around him. 

“fuck! fuck!” he curses, hips stuttering to meet yours. your toes curl, and you scratch his back, biting his shoulder to quiet down your screams. you clench around him one last time and climax on his cock. 

with a final thrust, he succumbs to his pleasure, releasing his load inside of you. you moan in unison, and he rushes to place you on the bed. he falls on top of you, cock still planted deep inside your cunt. he twitches, releasing the last of his load inside of you. 

he doesn’t pull out, opting to stay inside you as he rests his forehead on yours. your legs tremble, and you take frequent breaths to calm down from the high.

“believe me, now?” your eyes are closed, but you can feel his smirk. you kiss him to shut him up, not wanting to hear his bragging.

with a kiss on your forehead, he pulls out. you hiss, your cunt feels empty, and you almost whine for him to put it back in. he falls to your side on the bed. you both lay breathless and stare up at the ceiling.

your legs and your core feel sore. a sigh leaves your lips, knowing you can't walk tomorrow without looking like a duckling.

“i'm calling in sick, tomorrow.” you inform your—what is he to you now, anyway?

his hand caresses your legs and sides as he cuddles up next to you. you snuggle into his warmth, slumber filling your veins.

“that bad?” you're too tired to retort his teasing.

“yeah. turns out your cock isn't just a choking hazard, it's also a health hazard.”

his laughter echoes through the walls of your cabin, and he hugs you tighter. you fall asleep with a smile on your face.

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hi! could i request wonwoo x reader where she asks him to show her how he masterbates because she's never given a hj before and it escalates from there

asking wonwoo to watch him masturbate because you never have given a handjob

WARNINGS: smut, handjob, voyeur?, mentions of blowjob.

you sit cross-legged on the bed, your fingers fidgeting with the hem of your oversized sweater. the room is illuminated by the tv in the background and a soft, warm glow from the bedside lamp. wonwoo is sitting across from you, leaning against the headboard, looking at you.his glasses are slightly askew, and there's a faint blush dusting his cheeks.

“so, um, i was thinking about something,” you start. you glance at him, then quickly look away, feeling the heat rise to your face. “i’ve never given a handjob before, and i... well, i want to know what it’s like. i want to know how to do it properly.”

wonwoo's eyes widen slightly, his eyebrows arching. “you want me to... show you?” there's no judgment in his tone, just genuine curiosity. he adjusts his glasses, a nervous habit you’ve noticed over the years.

you nod, biting your lip. “yeah, i mean, if you’re okay with it. i just thought it might be helpful, you know? to see how you... touch yourself.” the words feel awkward as they leave your mouth, but you push through the embarrassment, determined to communicate clearly.

wonwoo chuckles. “okay, if you really want to. i mean, i don’t mind.” he says, a small smile playing on his lips. he shifts slightly, making himself more comfortable.

you watch as he hesitates for a moment, then reaches down to pull his sweatpants lower, revealing himself to you. your breath hitches slightly, but you force yourself to stay calm, to focus on him.

“so, um, i usually start slow,” he says, his voice a bit strained as he wraps his hand around his length. his movements are gentle, almost hesitant, as if he's trying to gauge your reaction. you watch, fascinated, as he begins to stroke himself, his hand moving in a steady pace.

you notice the way his breathing changes, becoming slightly heavier. you lean in closer, your eyes fixed on his hand, on the way his fingers glide over his slit.

“does it feel good like this?” you ask. you're genuinely curious, wanting to understand what he likes, what makes him feel good.

wonwoo nods, a soft moan escaping his lips. “yeah, it does,” he admits, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment. “it’s different for everyone, though. you just have to... try, see what feels good.”

you sit there in silence for a while, watching him, your mind racing with thoughts, pussy sopping your panties. your horny face didn't go unnoticed by him, the way you bite your lips, the way you furrow your eyebrows, he imagines how nasty your mind is racing right npw.

and the thought alone makes his cock throb you glance at the transparent precum, that makes his cockhead glossy, turn white. his breath trembling, as he bite his bottom lip to bite back his moans.

you're fascinated by how blissed out he looked, and how wet he sounds after he cums. the curve of his hand accumulating cum as he raise his hand from the base to the tip.

finally, wonwoo slows his movements, his hand coming to a stop. he looks at you, a shy smile on his face. “so, does that help?”

you smile back, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. “yeah, it does.”

“good. now suck it clean.”

18+ ; mdni // birthday boy edges his gf

“i swear to god, wonwoo, i’m going to cum if you put it in—”

“you better fucking not,” your boyfriend growls, tightening his grip on your throat, which only drives you even closer to the point of no return.

for his twenty-eighth birthday, wonwoo wanted to edge you twenty-eight times. 28. you’re dating a monster.

you’re only on edge number… eleven, you think, and you’re already losing it.

and before, he’d just been using his hands but now he wants to use his dick and you know there’s no way you’ll be able to last if he does.

you want him to fuck you, you want him to fuck you so bad, but you also want to be good for him. it is his birthday after all.

“we’re almost halfway there, baby,” wonwoo murmurs. maybe you were at a higher number than you thought. “you can hold on, can’t you?”

you feel the head of his cock pressing into you, teasing you. you whimper in protest. you’re so worked up. you know it’s game over as soon as he pushes inside of you. he won’t even have to move.

“i can’t,” you whine, “i want to, i promise i do, but it’s too m—” you’re cut off again as he angles his hips forward a bit, giving you just the tip.

it isn’t enough, thankfully, but it pulls an inhuman sound from you nonetheless. your hands fly to wonwoo’s biceps, nails desperately digging into his skin as you beg incoherently.

god, just the thought of having something to cum around is making your vision start to blur. you fucking need it. you’re going to cum so hard— if only he’d just push in a little more…

suddenly, he pulls out completely, leaving you trembling and crestfallen underneath him.

“that was close, huh?” he asks cheerfully.

his sweet smile doesn’t fool you. there’s a glint of arrogance in his eyes. he knows he has you wrapped around his cock finger.

“you’re doing such a good job for me, baby,” he coos, his praise laced with condescension. “wanna try my tongue next?”

heyyy thoughts on soft dom chan with a praise kink? 👀

!! mentions of: unprotected sex, oral sex

oh chan would be the sweetest baby. he’s always so eager to please, always itching for praise and admiration. he’d be the type to put your pleasure before anything, solely because he’s in love with the praises that tumble from your lips while he loves you.

he’d be so attentive to your needs, paying attention to what makes you squirm beneath him and what makes your pretty eyes roll back into your skull. he’d have no problem being vocal with you, communicating with you and asking you what you enjoy most. “you like that, baby? want me to go slower? like this?” he’d ask you gently, slowing his fast pace to even, sensual thrusts into your heat. you’d nod quickly, wrapping your legs tighter around his waist. “‘s so good c-channie…you’re a-always so good…” you’d slur, tangling your fingers in his hair. he’d groan deeply at your praise, burying his face into your neck and pressing eager kisses against your skin. he’d keep fucking you the way you like, his deep passionate thrusts hitting your sweet spot repeatedly. it wouldn’t take you long before you’re whining his name, telling him how good he’s making you feel and how pretty he is between moans. all of your praise would make him light headed, and he’d have to try so hard to hold back his orgasm. receiving any kind of praise from you would bring him to climax faster than normal. just hearing your fucked out voice in his ear would tip him over the edge, but never before you reach your second or third orgasm <3

some nights he’d have his head between your thighs for hours, dragging his tongue up your slit and savoring the flavor of your arousal. he’d love eating you out. having his head down between your legs and tasting you while you praise him from above? oh that would be heaven for him. he’d eat you out like a starved man, sucking on your swollen bud and shoving his tongue into your hole with fervor. you’d be unable to stop yourself from clamping your thighs around his head, but he’d love it. he’d have no escape, no room to breathe. he’d just be surrounded with the smell of you, overwhelmed by the taste of you. and on top of that, you’d be babbling the sweetest praises while he tongue-fucks you.

“ah—channie…’s so good…tongue’s s-so good.”

“love you so m-much, channie…always want you…”

“don’t stop, channie! g-gonna cum…god, you’re so fucking good…”

the praise would go straight to his cock once again, and he’d just moan desperately against your heat, grinding down onto the mattress for a bit of relief. he felt like he’d blow his load in his boxers solely from your whiny pleading. in that moment, he couldn’t tell who was more desperate. he’d feel like he could beat you when it came to desperation, but he’d be proven wrong as your legs squeeze him impossibly tighter. you’d cum all over chan’s face within minutes, and he’d lap up your slick with no hesitation. you’d fist at his hair, not pulling him away, but attempting to ground yourself. you’d twitch from the overstimulation, and chan would switch to gentle kitten licks against your abused core. he’d relish in your post-orgasm bliss, listening to you mumble about how much you love him and grinding his neglected cock against the bed when you give even the slightest praise.

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