Today My Mind Is Full Of Thoughts Surrounding Stray Kids + Free Use (18+)

today my mind is full of thoughts surrounding stray kids + free use (18+)

warnings: free use (don’t read if you’re uncomfortable!) mentions of somnophilia, oral, moresomes

i feel like there are several members that would go totally feral once you let them know that you want to be treated like their personal toy and give them permission to use you anytime

at first glance felix doesn’t seem like the type to be into a dynamic like this to me. but once he tries it he realizes there’s something so addicting, so rewarding about you letting him fuck you just for his own pleasure without having to focus on lasting long or making you cum. just allowing himself to bask in the pleasure that no other toy can give him. side eyeing my chanlix threesome draft bc this will definitely be a part of that ***update: i finished this draft, you can find it here

maybe changbin making a habit out of absentmindedly fucking your mouth while he watches tv, his eyes solely trained on the screen in front of him while he holds your head in place and slowly rolls his hips. we know he’s bad at multitasking, so he would barely even register the way you’re struggling to take him, blending out your gags and gasps when you come up for air. he doesn’t mind or even notice the way you’re drooling all over his boxers, too focused on keeping up with the plot of his favorite show before the pleasure gets too much and he diverts all his attention to fucking your throat to completion.

or jisung calling you over when he’s too exhausted from practice but still so horny for you, making you ride him hard and fast until he can’t cum anymore and you’re dripping with his release.

what about 3racha taking you to the studio with them, having you take turns cockwarming them while they work and taking out their stress on you when they need a break. side eyeing my 3racha foursome draft

i can see hyunjin wanting to take you to schedules with him, pulling you into the bathroom when he gets too high strung and using your holes to calm himself down

seungmin asking you to wear skirts at home and making a habit out of bending you over at the most inconvenient times. you’re cooking? dinner will have to wait. you’re on the phone? better hang up before you embarrass yourself. however seungmin does prefer it when you stay on the call, trying and failing to suppress your whimpers - it makes him think about how much the person on the other line probably wishes to be in his place, having access to use you to his hearts content whenever he wants. seungmin likes showing you off. he might even invite some friends over to play with you too. side eyeing my 00’line free use draft ***update: i finished this draft, you can find it here

what about jeongin waking up with morning wood and guiding your hand into his boxers first thing in the morning, telling you exactly how to touch him until you’re awake enough to sit on his dick.

i feel like leeknow would purposely not let you cum when he fucked you, just to make sure you would still be wet and needy for him when he wanted to use you next.

i think chan would love free use and thinking about the fact that you were waiting for him at home would turn him on more than he’d like to admit. whenever chan knows he’s going to be working late, he makes you wear a plug to bed. when he comes home after a long day, already hard from this exact moment running through his mind all day, the slight stretch from the plug and the residual lube dripping from your hole is enough to ensure he won’t hurt you. if you start stirring in your sleep, chan would be quick to calm you down to have you go pliant and let him use you just the way he needs it. “shhh, go back to sleep, baby. this will only take a minute.”

feel free to send me your own headcanons

saw u reblog a pervy changbin post 😩 spare some pervy skz thoughts maybe 🤲

— skz and perverted thoughts.

sub ! skz ot8 , dom ! gn ! reader 

🏷️ perversion. somnophilia. voyeurism. blasphemy. invasion of privacy. individual scenarios of 8 pining perverts. sorry anon for the late response!

— you’re the reason why bang chan never sleeps.

he knows that neither of you are together…yet. you usually sleep over at his place though, a one-bedroom apartment with an uncomfortable couch, so you’re forced to sleep next to him. chan never tells you this but he gets hard every night you sleep over. he refuses to admit—no, he will never admit that he gets hard to the idea of you sleeping soundly next to him, in nothing but your sleepwear. 

chan constantly thinks about waking you up from your sleep after you’ve taken your clothes off. chan knows that you sleep without underwear — he watched you slip into your pants without putting anything under — and he wants your bare skin on his. he hasn’t seen your eyes fluttered shut in slumber since you two face away, but he thinks about how you could dominate him with the mere awakening of your irises. he wants to shock you so that you can shock him back. chan wants to feel your heavy breath on his heavier exhales instead of the gentle sighs he so desperately wants to wake. he wants to grind on your legs, dig his face in your neck, and whine as you take care of him while half-awake. 

but no, he can’t have that, he can never have that, so he fantasizes. stroking his cock, once, twice, thrice, four times, while you count your sheep to slumber at the same pace.

— minho feasts on whatever eye candy you are.

he can only keep to himself for so long, staring from the chair opposite yours. he’s too dignified; minho hasn’t made his feelings clear with himself, let alone you, so he can’t do much. all he can do is look from a distance. stare. drill his eyes into every single inch of your smooth skin until his pupils dilate. fuck, you’re just his type. oh god, you’re so close yet so far. 

and he wants you to be close. close the physical distance. close in on the friendship and become something more. close, moan “minho, i’m so close.” he wants to have you cum on him, finally let yourself go after ruining him to the point he’s writhing and crying under you. after staring at your hands intertwined with your best friend’s, he realized so badly that he wants your hands on his neck, knocking the wind out of his system. choke him until he wiggles and begs wordlessly for breath—or for more? he can’t tell. he’d be willing to give up the act of being so stuck-up around you and offer a rare sight that only you can see. but no.

the only sight you see of him is a good friend zoning out. minho looks so distant but he’s there, fantasizing, daydreaming about your body, how fucking good you would sound while praising him. you’re so distant, yet you’re right there, like a mere feast for his eyes, but he wants you to eat him alive, feast on him the same way.

— it’s only you who can distract changbin.

your voice echoes through his head. changbin can’t focus on anything else and his vision tunnels. you’re the light at the end of it.

you told him off numerous times to do his job right. it had been a bad day and he tried to sympathize with you — but getting turned on from being scolded doesn’t count. he can’t help the thought of being told to shut up before being called all sorts of names. he daydreamed about getting pounded on the desk, the chair—maybe the floor, where you can ride and degrade him? he wants your fitted suits discarded alongside his. changbin just wants you to lose it on him, use him to let every drop of anger out, slap him, mark him, spit on him, use him. show your true colors instead of acting polite. break in front of him the way he breaks beneath you.

suddenly, you tapped his shoulder, then his screen, sternly reminding him to “get the fuck back to work, darling.” he’d shift his legs to hide his painful and leaking erection.

the cycle continued. you’d scold him, he’d get too horny to function, making you scold him again until it was only the both of you in left the office working overtime. it’s so wrong, getting off on your emotions that you almost can’t control. but damn it, your voice is too pretty, he wants to hear it scream, tell him off, again and again.

— you made hyunjin question everything.

the search bar has “friend walked in on me masturbating.” hyunjin can’t believe he typed that. it’s so unlike him to search for things that weren’t substantial, but maybe self-discovery is just as important. you aren’t watching anymore. but the question just…doesn’t quite cut it. 

he types again. “friend walked in on me masturbating but i liked it.” the results are dubious, some suggesting that it’s normal. some are porn videos — he watched as a lean, tall man got pinned down by another person, getting punished by someone peeping on him. he’s deleting the words key per key, tapping backspace until he’s on the last few letters. “i think i like my friend.” no, he already knew that long ago. “i want to fuck my friend.” no, he’d been fantasizing about that for years. you’re the reason why he masturbated in the first place, thinking of how you could ruin him, fuck his mouth with your crotch, drain him of his cum, fucking his own release back into himself. holy shit, hyunjin, that’s so bad, so bad…

“i want my friend to fuck me.” bingo. but not quite — he just can’t remove the image of your shocked, flustered face, the way you went all red, the way you hesitated and panicked. did you like what you saw? because his dick does.

hyunjin types again. “voyeurism kink guide.”

— jisung shouldn’t get too excited over you.

shock was written all over his face when he found out you liked him back, that you rejected your other best friend all because of him. imagine him riding the highs of the validation, basking in the image of you two being a couple. he loved that you saw nobody else but him.

imagine him riding his pillow to chase his high of release, basking in the image of that plush material being your lower half instead. he loved that you fucked nobody else but him.

maybe he got too pumped over the wrong things. shutting the door behind him and refusing to eavesdrop any longer, he shoved his pants down, frantically freeing his hard cock, and thought of you. you, possessive, in love with him as he was with you. jisung wanted you to own him, make him yours. he wanted to be shoved in between your arms and held up on the wall first before plummeting to the bed, whining and crying nothing but your name. he wants to forget his own. he wants the hands of his longtime crush to crush him and leave his ass bruised and his back arched.

he’s filthy. jisung stared at his hands, coated in cum that won’t stop flowing, wondering if you’re cool dating someone whose first thought about you was sex. sex with feelings, he swears, but he huffs and keeps going, overstimulating himself.

— it was you and a train ride felix couldn’t stand.

he was trying to read the tale of orpheus and eurydice, standing in the moving train, but he ripped his eyes off his book the minute you stood in front of him. stunning, amazing. curse god for making the train cramped today, his erection kept brushing against your legs.

felix felt fire surge between his legs as he took a whiff of your scent, an alluring aroma making its way down his system. you looked like a dream, like a doll that god herself sculpted out of love. he wanted to get a taste of you. he wondered if this is what couples in public transport felt like, dragging their hands down each other, feeling the other up through and under the layers of clothing. how much could he leak when one of your fingers traces down his v-line? felix wondered about the thrill of getting caught, the thought of whimpering just a little too loud for other people to hear, to shift his legs in the wrong way, hitting the wrong person, alerting everyone of your lewd antics. but why, why did he want you to do this to him?

you stood tall until you didn’t, losing balance on him. you thanked felix for catching you, but you didn’t turn his direction for long. like orpheus, he followed you, his eurydice: he can’t let you face him after everything he imagined. he tried not to drool and stared at the back of your head, hoping to only see your face after the train ride.

— seungmin’s the sinner you shouldn’t forgive.

was it his fault if you locked eyes with him first? he looked at the altar and scanned the image of the deity before him, questioning his morals, a feeling he hadn’t felt ever since he kept a penny to himself in first grade. 

he heard you chant in the pew beside him. “i offer my body to you.” he heard you say it, over and over, parts of your body folding into prayer position. you were hypnotizing to witness. seungmin couldn’t help but eye down your irresistible features, watched the glow from the lights hit your face and body in just the right way. he wanted to touch you, a living statue, and he wanted to put a show in front of the altar. he wanted you to ruin him, his upper half hunched over the head of the kneeler. or maybe he wanted to kneel in front of you as he took you in his mouth, tasting every bit of you, licking every drop of your essence as if it were holy water.

you were a fallen angel. sent from the clouds down to the earth to test his temptation, and he was giving in. but you weren’t a messenger, you betrayed your god, and you indulged in his sin, never forgiving him, damning him to the flames of lust for an eternity. he’s gross, but you’re an angel, and he’s chanting his prayer:

“corrupt me, corrupt me, corrupt me, i surrender myself, my body and life, all to you…”

— you should put jeongin where he belongs.

he’s insecure. for the first time in the decade-long relationship, he’s insecure about his place in your commitment. jeongin wasn’t sure if you loved him that much.

that was, until he “accidentally” found your journal entries. he also “stumbled upon” the messages you wrote about him to your friends. he remembered this thrill, similar to the time in the early stages of your relationship where he’d snoop on things such as your plush toys, shirts, underwear…he got a bottle of your perfume just to spritz it on his pants, pretending you were jerking him off from below.

now here he was, surfing through your written words about how much you loved jeongin. you truly loved your boyfriend — but nobody was like him, fucking into his own hand while seeing you gush over him in your friend’s messages. he wanted you to gush all over his cock, his body, his face, only to slap him and scold him, forcing your arms on his cheeks to make him face you in fear. he wanted you to stop him from dealing with your stuff, telling him to mind his own things — exactly the same way you found out he was messing with your underwear before.

jeongin’s thinking please, just please, put me in place, don’t make me go anywhere else, i’ll never doubt you again. i’ll drown in you. 

♡ You Tell Stray Kids You Hate Your Stretch Marks... ♡

♡ This is a request from another anon that I'm excited as always to write! ♡

Pairing: ot8!boyfriend!skz x plus size!fem!reader

Genre: sorta fluffy, sorta smutty

Warnings: i love to cuss my ass off, mentions of fingering, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected sex, spanking, jeongin being a lil bitey

♡ Bang Chan ♡

Pulls you down onto his lap when you try to flee the scene after saying it because you aren't getting away that easily

Asks you more about your feelings and listens patiently while you answer

Waits until you're done to tell you how painfully untrue your negative thoughts are

Thinks your stretch marks are beautiful and slips your dress up to kiss every single one of them, tongue and all

Gets so caught up in how hot it is tasting you on his tongue that he's too horny function and ends up fucking you in his lap

♡ Lee Know ♡

Thinks you're super smart but can't believe you'd say something so stupid right now

Catches you off guard by throwing you over his knee and spanking you for talking about his girlfriend like that

Makes you promise never to speak of yourself that way again

Spanks you playfully at first but gets more sensual, massaging your soft ass

Fingers you in this position until you're coming, dripping down his fingers, too out of it to even think about your insecurities

♡ Jisung ♡

Follows you around the apartment for the rest of the night telling you how pretty you are

Begs you to put on the cute little tube top and shorts he thinks you look so good in

Can't keep his hands and lips off of you once you do. Even when you're busy cooking dinner

Wraps his arms around you, playing with that adorably squishy part of your belly

Pulls your shorts to the side to fuck you from behind, leaving the food to basically cook itself

♡ Binnie ♡

Shows you all of the pictures he has of you in his phone to make sure you're talking about the right person

Drags you to the bathroom to look at yourself in the mirror

Proceeds to list his favorite parts of you (all of them) while caressing your curves

Lifts you onto the sink to give you a kiss only to get carried away, ripping your clothes off to grab every part of you that he can

Makes you come on every possible surface he can lift your cute ass onto in the bathroom

♡ Seungmin ♡

Pretends he didn't hear you the first time so that you have to repeat yourself

Talks over you when you do, telling you that you're wrong only to apologize and do it again

Convinces you to come on a late-night ride with him to get ice cream to cheer you up

Nearly crashes the car getting distracted by kissing you

Eats you out in the backseat of his car but wants you to keep trying to eat your ice cream because he's a menace

♡ Hyunjin ♡

Asks you to go into more detail about your feelings but only if you want to

Disappears into his art room and comes out a few minutes later with an arm full of paint bottles

Gets you to agree to let him paint you to show you how beautiful you are

Doesn't let you know until he's all set up that he grabbed body paint. The canvas is your body and he is the brush

Couldn't give a shit if the paint is edible or not. He plans to fill you up and lick everything that comes out

♡ Felix ♡

He’s sincerely concerned that someone he loves so much feels this way about herself

Immediately wants to know if there’s anything he can do to make sure you know that you’re beautiful all of the time 

Runs you a bubble bath with candles around it and hops in with you to take your mind off of things

Cancels his plans for tomorrow so that he can stay up late tonight cuddling you in bed watching a movie

Doesn't watch it because he’s more interested in folding you up like a pretzel to let you feel how deep his admiration (and, honestly, his dick) can go

♡ I.N ♡

Honestly doesn’t get how you can’t see how gorgeous you are. He finds your chubby body sexy and never thought twice about your stretch marks

He struggles a little bit to express his emotions but overcomes it to be there for you

Gives you a few seconds to sit there and sulk before he’s nibbling on your arm, whining for you to snap out of it

After you ignore him, he chooses violence, tickling you and nibbling on you until you’ve laughed so hard your stomach hurts

Once you’re exhausted and out of breath he seizes the opportunity to lick you all over while fingering your warm, wet slit

omg pls the thought of Felix cumming too quickly is so hot to me. it’s like he’s a virgin all over again especially when you let him use you freely (bonus if it’s unprotected) and he’s all sloppy and desperate to fill you 😩😩😩😩

i think boys cumming too quickly is god tier and it’s my favorite headcanon about felix

more thoughts about felix cumming too quickly under the cut:

he would be so cute trying to hold back at first, but you immediately notice how close he is by the way his face scrunches up and it feels like his hips are moving on their own. you take pity on him and tell him it’s okay, you know it feels too good for him, he can use your pussy to make himself cum.

felix’ face would burn up with a delicious mix of humiliation and arousal. he would quietly ask you “really?”, but his thrusts are already getting sloppier before he can even wait for your answer. you don’t mind - it’s not like he was fucking you good before anyway - to you there is nothing prettier than how desperate felix looks when chasing his high.

it doesn’t even take two minutes when you notice his groans changing to breathless, desperate whines in the back of his throat. when you cup his burning hot face in your hands to make him look at you felix immediately starts stammering “m’sorry, so s-sorry, i can’t- i need- please, sorry but, please just let me-“ when you tell him it’s okay, you want him to fill you up, felix cums immediately, his body shaking on top of you as he whimpers with every long spurt he pushes inside of your cunt.

he’s too fucked out to truly be embarrassed about it afterwards, but he still keeps apologizing to you for losing it so quickly, promising to himself that he’ll last longer next time. he won’t.

𝐓𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐘𝐨𝐮

Pairing ~ Sub Seungmin X Soft Dom Reader (afab) Genre ~ Smut, Fluff (a bit) !!smut warnings!! cunilingus, oral fixation, hand kink, dom reader, sub seungmin Word Count ~ 1,752 Author’s Note ~ I am so sorry to the requester for this taking so long! I hope it's worth the while, and what you wanted. Have a good day, babes <3 Requested ~ Yes! Support me by buying me a coffee here ☕️ !

Seungmin finally got to your apartment after a long, long day. He woke up super early and couldn’t get back to sleep, then he had to go to the studio and work on choreography for the next comeback as well as sing for the tracks. He was beyond exhausted even if it was just another ordinary day for him. 

As he walked into your place, he closed the door behind him and saw you relaxing on the couch. He walked over and flopped onto the couch next to you. He slightly crawled towards you, resting his head on your lap. You smiled, putting your phone down, and running your hands through his hair as he snuggled closer.

“Hi, baby, you just wanna relax right now?” You asked softly. He nodded his head in your lap, continuing to lead closer into your touch. “Alright, I’ll help you.” You moved your hands from his hair and danced them around his side before bringing it up to his throat, squeezing the slightest bit causing a moan from him. Your hands always, always got him going. From any sort of touch, especially around his bare skin. He grabbed your wrist softly, enjoying the sensation. You let go, allowing him to breathe normally again, before moving your fingers towards his mouth. 

He opened his mouth obediently, and you pushed your middle and index finger into his mouth. His plump lips and wet mouth felt so comforting around you. So warm and inviting the way he so desperately and excitedly sucked on your fingers. It made you feel safe, in control, and it made him feel small and submissive. The roles you both loved.

There’s nothing he loved more than having his mouth around you and seeing your hands playing with him or anything. He loved seeing you use your hands for anything because all he could think about was the way they made him feel. 

You pushed you fingers further into his mouth causing him to moan and push his head back taking them in. His tongue glided through your fingers, licking them, sucking on them happily, relaxing gently into your lap. You smiled at how content he was feeling, and how comfortable he was in your lap, the smallest task making him feel calmed.

“Hey, baby,” You called for him. “Hm?” He looked at you, his mouth still full of his fingers. He looked so cute, small and staring at you with glazed eyes. You removed your fingers out of his mouth, causing him to frown. “Knees, puppy, get on your knees.” You told him sternly. Seungmin obeyed, rushing to fall to his knees in front of you, looking as perfect as ever as he stared at you with intent waiting for your next command. You took your hand, the one he sucked on, and waved it in front of his face. He followed it as it moved side to side like a pendulum. “Such a good puppy.” You said as you moved the hand to grip his chin. 

His saliva coated his chin and made him wet, making him a mess of his own desperation. While he was trapped between your thighs, you entered your fingers back into his mouth, more sloppily this time. He happily sucked on your fingers like it was his only job in life.

“Good, puppy, doing so well for me. Do you like having my fingers in that pretty mouth of yours?” He nodded his head, mouth still stuffed full with his favorite thing: your hand.

Once again, you removed your fingers from his mouth and smeared it all over his face before pushing him away from you slightly. He watched you stand up in front of him, looking down into his eyes asserting dominance as you lowered your pants and underwear. He stayed lovingly at your body, your bare skin putting him in a trance as he began to stare at your clit. It was wet, pulsing, inviting. You sat down slowly, Seungmin staring deeply at your core wanting nothing more than to suck and lick your clit until the end of his days. 

But he doesn’t move. Seungmin knows better than to touch you without permission. “Oh, puppy, being so good. Take your shirt off.” You said darkly, eyes staring him down while he quickly removed his shirt, not wanting to make you wait. 

Now his torso was exposed, his shoulders tense in anticipation, his chest visibly showing his deep breaths. He looked so damn hot with this sight, being kneeled in front of you like a perfect obedient boy. Your perfect, obedient boy. 

You took your hands and moved them to his shoulders. He watched them, his cock twitching at the sight of your hands coming to touch him. He felt himself shudder when your hands made contact with his naked shoulders, eyes closing as he felt himself relax from the tense build up in his bones. Seungmin felt like he could cum undone with zero friction just from the sensation of your fingers tracing his skin and the sight of wanting pussy. He’s never wanted anything so badly. 

“Be a good pup, and eat me out, yeah?” You smirk at him as he beans at your words. “T-thank you!” He squeaks out. He dove into your thighs, going straight for your entrance, but you closed your thighs tightly around his face, stopping him from further movement. “How selfish of you to just go for it rather than pleasure me beforehand.” Seungmin felt awful, face falling immediately because he upset you. You noticed this and quickly fixed his emotions. “It’s okay, baby, I’m not mad. Go ahead and continue. But remember, I want to be pleasured, not used.” You moved your thighs, releasing him from the fleshy prison - of heaven as he saw it, Seungmin loved your thighs - and he nodded his head. 

He moved to turn his full lips towards the insides of your thighs, kissing them softly before sucking on them harshly, leaving the darkest, deepest purple marks along your skin. He couldn’t stop himself, he was so lost in the pleasure that he felt, and your moans only encouraged him as he moved towards your dripping cunt. 

Seungmin came face to face with your entrance, lost in a daze with how turned on he was and how ready he was to taste you. You looked down at him with soft eyes, you met them, and you nodded your head to single it was okay to continue. He immediately went towards you like he was on a mission, and he was, to make you cum.

As his wet tongue made contact with you, you shivered at the sensation. It felt so soothing having him explore you. His tongue dipped in and out of your hole while he moved his face to suck on your clit. You moaned loudly as he continued to devour you. You were so glad to have a man obsessed with eating you out because he fantastic at it. His oral fixation had him trained to do this best: lick, suck, and eat you out the perfect way. Seungmin was lost in bliss, happy to taste you and feel you in his mouth. His favorite time was this, kneeling between your legs, trapped between your thighs as he continued to pleasure you with his perfect mouth.

As a vocalist, Seungmin cherished his throat and mouth, and he used his skills for good when it came to eating you out. Actually he might’ve learned a thing or two from his learned vocal techniques that make you feel like you’re on cloud nine.

You may be the dominate one, but it’s almost like he has full power over you while he’s below you, pleasuring you, giving you everything you need and want.

But no matter what, he will always submit to you, he’ll always treat you so well and you the same. All he asks is to use you and please you with his mouth, but you’ll always give him so much more.

You felt yourself ready to climax, ready to collapse in his mouth at any minute. His mouth started to become too much. You took your hands that held you to the couch and placed them in front of his face. He stared, stuck, lost, stopped his actions too focused on your hands. You noticed, upset with his abrupt stop, and took one of your hands and used them o tease in front of his face. His eyes followed them. But he almost fell back when you suddenly held his nose in your hand, cutting off an airway for him to breathe while lowering yourself a bit to make yourself more clear.

“Did I say stop, puppy?” You asked, a deeper tone leaving your voice.

“N-no.”

“Be a good boy and keep going.”

He obeyed, quickly diving back in as your hand stayed. He couldn’t breathe for a moment, suffocated by your hand and pussy, but he knew better than to complain. He enjoyed this throughly, being held by your hands and sucking on you. His favorite thing.

You came back to your high quickly, Seungmin sucked more intensely to make up for his pause, and you felt yourself ready to come undone all over his face. You moved your hand from his nose and grabbed onto his head with both hands, grasping onto his hair from the roots. He moaned, eyes rolling back into his head, almost pulling away from your clit as he felt himself tense at the graphic scene in front of him.

You held him close, he continued to slip his tongue in and out as you moaned from your high, feeling fucked out from Seungmin eating you so nicely. As you came down from the intense lust filled face fucking scene, you held Seungmin there for a moment before allowing him to pull away from your pussy.

He stared at it, the dripping mess left there from your juices mixed with his spit. It was a masterpiece to him, seeing someone he loved so much fucked out from his own tongue. It made him feel proud, happy, adored. You looked at him, and he looked back at you. 

“You’re such a good boy, Minnie. Thank you.” You moved your hand to hold his cheek, and he happily fell into it with a smile, staying there and closing his eyes as he finally felt relaxed from the shit day he had.

“Thank you for having me.” 

urahara nsfw hc? 😽

Anything for Urahara <3

Y'all already know this man is a straight up pervert.

I definitely think he owns all the sex toys that exist and loves to experiment with you.

He'll even make his own toys and use them on your or to use on himself.

Kisuke loves it when you sit on his face so his tongue can work on your clit with ease.

He will start to give you innocent massages until his hands start to slip to places where they shouldn't be.

Calls you good girl a lot and will praise you even once in awhile.

THIGHSSSSSS THIGHSSSS AND THIGHSS.

Kisuke loves your goddamn thighs so much, he would love to suffocate in them.

He loves the way your flesh starts to spill out from his fingers as he grips your thighs when you sitting above his face.

When he's deep inside of you, he loves to giggle like a highschool girl and make bad jokes.

You're never not laughing.

Kisuke will start to drool if you take control and start to ride him.

He just takes it all in and smiles like he's high off of you (he probably is or just high in general)

He's fond of sleepy sex and cockwarming.

Loves to wake you up by eating you out with one of your legs hooked over his shoulder.

Would rather give than receive, but Kisuke's so down for you suffocating on his cock.

Kisuke will even grab onto your head to steady himself when he's moaning and is getting closer.

Almost cums when you scream out his name and he did one time.

He rarely ever is face to face to you when having sex, but he'll always have his arms around you or his face nuzzled into your neck.

Kisuke just loves the absolute shit out of you and would do anything to pleasure you.