Ive Had This Thought In My Head For A While But I Dont Really Know How To Put It To Words, So I Apologize

I’ve had this thought in my head for a while but I don’t really know how to put it to words, so I apologize if this doesn’t make any sense 😞🙏💔

Imagine Jisung on his knees under your desk, cockwarming you with his mouth as you’re on a call with Felix and Minho, playing some games with them on your computer. He’s fully naked, his hands balled up into fists as he resists the urge to touch his wet pussy. He’s pressing his thighs together so he’s able to get some kind of friction, but it’s just not enough for him.

Everytime you jump in your seat, your cock (real or fake, doesn’t matter) goes deeper in his throat, causing him to gag. Felix and Minho notices the sounds, and thought nothing of it at first, but as they continued hearing the gagging sounds coming from over on your end, they quickly understood what was happening.

They questioned you about those noises, and you didn’t bother to lie and cover it up. You told them what exactly you were making Han do. Han got wetter and wetter, knowing that Felix and Minho now knew what he was doing.

Felix and Minho couldn’t help but slowly get hard imagining Jisung under your desk and gagging on your cock. They wished that they were in your position, or maybe…in Han’s position.

You look down at Han. His eyes were brimmed with tears from the constant gagging, drool slipping past his pretty lips that’s wrapped so nicely around your cock, his plush thighs pressing up against each other. You tried to resist the urge to fuck him right then and there. And unfortunately (fortunately) you couldn’t resist it.

You pulled out of his mouth, his jaw was slack from his mouth being open for hours. You cupped his face with one hand, and he leaned into your touch, leaving sloppy kisses on the palm of your hand. With your other hand, you clicked around with your mouse, changing the screen on your computer. You scooted your chair back and pulled Han up off his knees. Before he could even react, you pulled him into a full nelson position, and shoved your cock into his wet pussy and started fucking up into him at such a rough and fast pace.

Han couldn’t think straight from the sudden pleasure, his loud moans instantly filled up the room. Once he did adjust though, he noticed your computer screen. On your computer screen, it was split up into three separate screens.

Fuck. He knew you were on a call, but not a video call.

On one screen, he saw Felix with his cock out, leaning back against his chair and stroking his cock slow and hard, enjoying the view. On another screen was Minho, also stroking his cock, but at a fast and rough pace. On the last screen, Han could see himself with his legs spread, his pussy out on full display as he gets absolutely railed by you. He got wetter as he watched Felix and Minho watching him get fucked, and even more wet watching himself get fucked.

His moans got more and more shameless. As much as he was blushing like crazy and embarrassed looking at your computer screen, he just couldn’t take his eyes off of it. He loved how you knew exactly what spot to hit to make him scream, and how he loved watching his face contort in pleasure as you hit over and over.

It didn’t help with Felix’s and Minho’s words to him. Felix praising him for being such a good boy, telling him just how good he is for taking it all, asking him “who’s a good boy?” Minho on the other hand degraded him to no end, calling him a shameless whore, telling him that he’s so rude! for not thanking you for fucking a dirty slut like him.

Han thanked you over and over, praising and degrading himself in the process, thanking you for fucking into his filthy pussy, thanking you for fucking your good boy. The mix of praise and degradation from Felix and Minho made his head spin and made him closer to his orgasm. His moans got louder as he got closer. Felix and Minho sped up as they watched Jisung’s body writhe more and more. They moaned underneath their breaths, feeling themselves get closer and closer.

Without warning, Jisung squirted all over your keyboard and screen. His eyes were rolled back and his tongue lolled out, in complete bliss as he saw stars. He hadn’t realized what he’s done until he heard you asked him “Who the hell said you were allowed to cum? And all over my keyboard and computer too, you’re so filthy.”

Fuck.

You pulled him off of your cock and threw him onto the bed. You went over to your computer and said, “Come over if you want,” before leaving the call.

Holy shit this was longer than I expected but I know damn well Felix and Minho are rushing over to your house 🙈💕 gonna be filling up all of Han’s holes and passing him around like he’s just a toy for you guys to play with (but he doesn’t mind ofc, he’s loving every second of it <3)

this has been in my drafts literally forever bc i actually can't🥴, this is so hot, god😵‍💫😩

not only does it have hannie with a pussy but also LIXIE AND LEE KNOW😫😩

It didn’t help with Felix’s and Minho’s words to him. Felix praising him for being such a good boy, telling him just how good he is for taking it all, asking him “who’s a good boy?” Minho on the other hand degraded him to no end, calling him a shameless whore, telling him that he’s so rude! for not thanking you for fucking a dirty slut like him.

like jesus fuck-anon, you are going to be the actual death of me😮‍💨, i honestly don't know what else to say but i'm in absolute awe of your writing<3333

mean channie . mean channie. MEAN CHANNIE !!!

chan who would overstimulate you until you're crying, but he's wiping yr pretty tears and telling you you can take it

chan who'd mock you while you're being split open by his big cock, laughing at your mewls

chan who would put a collar on you, taking a picture of you fucked out prettily to share with his members <3

in which chris likes to be condescending ╰┈➤ bang chan x f. reader ╰┈➤ tags/warnings: big dick chris lol, meanie chris, condescension, overstimulation, sooo much dirty talk ╰┈➤ word count: 580

unedited!!

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"it's okay, baby. it's okay," chris softly mutters as he looks at you adoringly, eyebrows furrowed as if he isn't just pounding into you with no remorse whatsoever. "c'mon, i know you can keep up with me."

chris allows you to flail and whine and shake under him, he lets you show how good he's ruining you. it's a guilty pleasure for him to see you wrecked, all just from his dick. knowing that he's the only man that can make you feel like this, that can overstimulate you, that can bring you to your tears makes him push you to your limit.

that's always the case with chris. he's not afraid to push your boundaries, testing your soft and hard limits -- and you're also not afraid to completely surrender yourself to him.

"i can't!" you mewl, mouth drooling as your legs practically shake over his shoulders, "c-can't take it!"

at that statement, chris laughs menacingly and grabs you by the jaw forcefully. his tight grip entices panic in you, yet somehow making you wetter. he notices that you clamped down harder around his girth, confirming that you are, indeed, a slut for some pain.

"messy, messy baby..." he fakes a caring tone, clicking his tongue, "wet all over, huh? eyes watering, mouth drooling, fuck, even your cunt's gushing around my dick so much. are you gonna cum again, huh?"

his hand comes down from your jaw to your throat, choking you. that action made you gasp and undeniably pushed you closer to cumming for the third time that night. "yeah," he smirks, "you don't need to breathe, baby. all you need to do is cum all over my cock, mhm?"

"c-chris..." you barely say, practically only tired moans and whines coming out of your mouth.

"awh, you can't take it? hm? is it too much for my little girl?" chris leans his head down to wipe your tears away -- not using his hand but his tongue, licking your salty tears from your cheek. your mind was too empty to even fully comprehend what he did, although it was for sure that chris loved seeing you fucked out and brainless for him "ohh, it is too much for you, huh? but i've trained you enough to take at least half of my big cock, baby..."

it was true. no matter how many times he has fucked you, you still can't take all of him inside no matter how much you actually want to.

"cum all over my cock, baby girl. wan' you to tighten around me again and make my cock wet. you can do that for me, right?"

"i... i--" you shake your head, too overwhelmed by both pleasure and pain.

"yes you can," he growls, the guttural sound coming from his chest elicited shills down your spin. "yes you fucking can. d'you wanna be my good girl, hm?"

the mention of that pet name made your eyes widen, and suddenly all of your senses crumble and the only important thing in your mind was to be channie's good girl. only his.

chris notices that spark in your eyes and slight difference in the size of your irises. he chuckles, "yea? wanna be good f'me?"

"yes! mhm, fuck, w-wanna be your good girl!"

"oh, but are you sure? i mean, you just said that you can't cum again," he pouts, "you'll only be my good girl if you cum again, got it? over and over and over again."

Chan and reader with a piss and daddy kink fucking you SO good so deep,,”thats it baby youre taking daddy’s cock so well” as he pulls out almost all the way, and in one swift motion filling you up.

“You’re clenching so hard around me baby, you’re gonna make me explode”

“More” you whine

“You want daddy to cum inside you baby?”

“Want more than that” you say in a hushed tone

His smirk paints his face he knows exactly what you want.

“You want to feel my warm piss baby filling you up don’t you?”

“Yes daddy please I need it”

So he thrusts a couple more times before his lips make a beautiful O and his brows crease. “Baby I’m gonna let go in this pretty little cunt” and with that he’s pulling his cock halfway out thrusting back in while piss splashed out of you. “Oh god daddy it feels so good,,,I think I’m gonna…oh my god daddy I’m cumming” and with a shaking orgasm you squirt all over him, mixing your fluids together. As he filled you up with piss now he can’t hold in the cum that’s begging to be released. “Oh fuck what a dirty girl you got daddy all wet, you wanted my piss that bad?” You nod. “Daddy need your cum too” you whine.

And with that he can’t hold back anymore, spreading his warm cum deep inside your messy cunt. 🫠

The piss kink agenda is turning my anons into WRITERS and dropping MASTERPIECES LIKE THIS IN MY ASKS FOR FREE. Thank u gods for piss kink because THIS. MMMM MMMM MMMMMMM SOMEOME WRITE THIS RIGHT NOOOOOW

You know whats cool? Subby men

You know whats better? Yandere subby men

you know whats even better? Two yandere competitive subby men who are equally desperate for your attention that they have contests against eachother to prove to their mommy/mistress that they are so much better than the other and they deserve all your attention >:)

😦

idk why but i'm imagining hannie and hyunjin with this (maybe bc they're the most needy boys in my head😔)

them constantly trying to one up each other, trying to pick out the prettier lingerie, make themselves look better, tease you to the point where you'd fuck them but not punish them, trying to get with you while the other's out.

even going maliciously as far as to steal the other's phone and block your number, send your calls to voicemail. sabotaging the other with slashed tires so they'd miss their date with you, spill food or drinks on the other's clothing and ruin it.

though they'd never go as far as to hurt each other-they know that you'd be so sad and disappointed and they would hate that more than anything in the world

so in short, they'd be desperate and oh so pathetic in the fight for your attention.

seeing who can do the most romantic (?) gesture (in order to get railed by you)

hyunjin leaving out filthy little drawings he's made of just you and him, books with certain (naughty) pages dog-eared, little notes between paragraphs and sentences annotating as a way of describing the things he wants you to do to him, circling positions and highlighting sentences of dirty dialougue.

hannie leaving you small gifts in the form of sex toys and others of the type, he has enough money and is determined to spend it on buttplugs and cockrings, pretty outfits for either you or him to wear. pictures as well, of himself in compromising positions, urging you to go wherever he is to show him how much you appreciate them.

they delight in getting fucked when the other isn't-in fact they've agreed that they don't want to do shared scenes together entirely for that reason-begging you to take photos or videos of the entire lewd thing and send it to the other.

or even better, getting you to fuck them when the other is out and for them to walk in in the very middle:

hyunjin bent over the cold surface of the kitchen counter. having teased you with wearing absolutely nothing under his apron while making a romantic dinner for you and him to enjoy during date night (the food is burnt and pretty much inedible at this point but that doesn't matter bc he's getting his back blown out). it hadn't helped that he was playing his music, swaying along to the beat, singing along to the words as you sat at the kitchen table, fondly (and hornily) watching him before your patience finally snapped.

he's long gone, crying out your name and covered in evidence your love by the time hannie comes in after a long day of playing video games with felix and lee know, walking in on the entire scene:

hyunjin moaning so loud he could hear it from the front door. his hands gripping uselessly at the countertop while your fingers are threaded through his hair, pulling on it so hard his scalp burns but it's okay because he loves it. doing it all so you can lift his head up and whisper filth into his ear. thrusting into him so hard he swears he can see stars...and see when han walks in, giving him a triumphant smirk before you give an even harder thrust and his eyes roll back.

or,

coming home with a drunk and handsy han-you being equally drunk and handsy after a long night at the bar. he'd been teasing you all night long with a skirt and some thigh-highs, acting on his very best behaviour. that of course meaning that once he's had a single sip of any kind of drink his hands are never leaving your skin and his lips are even looser from the alcohol. he spends all night whispering (which isn't really whispering) dirty scenarios all night long, pleading with you to take him to the bathroom and use him-"quickly-so, so quickly mommy," he pants "jus-just in and out, i'll cum so fast for you, i'll be so so so so good~"

and god forbid that poor uber driver that took you home at the end of the night, having to listen to all of his drunken fantasies and sinful imagery (turns out he's pretty poetic when he's drunk).

coming in and disturbing hyunjin who sits on the couch reading his book by your body pressing han against the wall facing him, kissing and biting anywhere your lips can find purchase. the boy moaning loudly into your ear as his legs wrap around your hips, begging to have your cock/strap buried inside of him, telling you how much he needs to be filled up, he needs it so so so bad. and lastly, before you carry him over, disappearing into his room, han seeming to sober up just enough to smirk at hyunjin.

— spoiled with sub ! seungmin 💭

🏷️ dom!reader, sub!seungmin, petname “puppy,” guilt kink (everyone’s fine), dacryphilia, very light angst.

punishing, rewarding, praising, and degrading. these things, to the average submissive, are entirely different ways to keep them going.

but punishments, rewards, praises, and degradation were all blurred lines to seungmin.

he was never bored of you. it’s only that he soaked up your treatment — and intentional mistreatment — no matter what he did. you’d pamper him and he’d eat it up, you’d spank him and he’d comply, and he always surrendered himself easily to you.

it’s just that he never broke to the point of tears and desperation.

“bad puppy.” you tapped his ass, threatening to spank — his cue to obey.

he sat up but your fingers remained. “good boy. want a treat?”

seungmin nodded with a smile.

but instead of spanking him, you pinched his ass.

seungmin yelped. “y/n! fuck! so…good!”

“that’s good to you?” you curled your fingers, pinching him harder.

he nodded and that was it.

your patience was running thin. you’ve had safety precautions beforehand and you told him how you wanted to ruin and destroy him.

“do you even want to be spoiled?”

“i-i’d rather be punished,” he smirked.

all you wanted was to take away until he can’t take anymore then watch him crumble afterwards.

so you stopped.

you stopped pinching, your face dropped to a neutral expression. a distance and a silence spawned in the room.

seungmin blinked, confused.

“wh-what?”

“i’m not punishing you.” you stood up, voice devoid of emotion.

“wait. n-no.”

“i’m not rewarding you either.”

“…did i do something wrong?”

you tapped your bracelet, a nonverbal sign that all of this was a part of the scene. “no, you didn’t.”

the gears in seungmin’s brain turned, going from genuine concern to a feeling he hadn’t felt before. it was…guilt, but not…really.

tears fell from his eyes. shaking from confusion and horniness, he crawled to you. he hugged your thighs, making you budge, shocking you since he’s exactly where you wanted him to be.

stripped away from all of his wants.

done, desperate, destroyed.

“no! please, i’ll do a-anything—y/n!” he begged.

why did that make his dick harder?

he humped your leg and hoped for more. he craved for you the way you craved this moment. he sobbed beneath you, tears running down his cheeks and thus your calves as he snuggled his face into them.

“poor puppy.” you grabbed ahold of his chin and lifted it. “anything is better than none at all?”

he whimpered and nodded. for once, a reward seemed exciting and a punishment finally felt punishing.

“now, what does puppy want for his treat?”

“You taste like candy, kitten.”

Summary: Hyunjin and Felix asked if you wanted to go shopping with them and to meet them at Hyunjin's apartment.

Word Count: ~2K

Warning: Kissing, grinding, dirty words, swearing, suggestive things

Comment: Came to me while I was at work today and just had to write it all down really quick. Feel free to comment or reblog! Love all feedback! ♥️

You hadn't seen your friends in a couple weeks due to their busy schedule, so you were super excited to get to go shopping and just wander with them.

When you arrived to 3Racha's, plus Hyunjin's, apartment, you knocked on the door nice and loud to make sure you were heard over whatever music or videos they had playing inside. You were answered with silence, so you gave it another try and yelled "Come on!" to hopefully gain someone's attention.

The door cracked open to a sleepy Quokka, who had not expected to see you. "Y/n! What a pleasant surprise, unlike my other one." As he waved you in and gave you a quick bear hug, you looked for what surprise he was talking about. Oh, Minho.

He was sitting on a chair in the living area scrolling his phone. He looked up, waved, and went right back to whatever had his attention. "Lovely seeing you too, Min." You scoffed at his dismissive attitude as you took off your shoes to walk further in.

"He wanted to get food, but I wasn't awake, so he threw a piece of meat on me from the fridge. Feel free to annoy him while I take a shower." The man walked away from you with nothing else spoken, so you sauntered over to the obscenely evil man to distract yourself.

“Where are the fashion twins?” You casually asked Minho while continued munching on the bag of candy he had sitting on his lap.

He didn’t even look up as he responded, “Still at the studio last I knew.”

“This early?”

“Yup. You know all of our sleep schedules are fucked up.” He replied, still not looking away from his phone.

You pulled out your own to kill time, but the sound of his hand rummaging through that plastic bag was so distracting.

Oh? They’re your favorite flavor of gummies. Would the Captain of Sarcasm and Master of the Tsundere share his goodies with you? It depends on his mood this morning, you decide, and give it a go.

“Could I have one?” You ask as sweetly as you could muster; hoping to win him over in any way possible.

Min places the treat he had just grabbed between his teeth to prevent him talking with his mouth full. One hand holding his phone still, his other reached into the baggie and dug for one for you. He pulled it by the bottom and flipped it.

As he shook it, he also shook his head and threw the empty bag at you. “Sorry doll,” he answered firmly without moving his teeth, “this is the last one. If you want it you’ll have to come grab it.” He smirked to the best of his abilities at your surprised expression.

Knowing the games this man plays, you didn’t wait before you were leaning over him in his relaxed position and face to face with him. As his expression morphed into shock at the bravery of your actions, you touched his nose with your own and picked the gummy out of your teeth.

“You should know by now that these are my favorite.” You munched on it happily, letting a quiet moan escape your lips, still a few inches from his face as you savored the taste, “Totally worth it.”

Before you could register anything, Minho had grabbed the back of your neck and pulled your lips to his own. You placed your hands on the back of the chair on either side to prevent yourself from falling into the man, but he wasn’t really thinking about that as he started moving your lips against yours.

Instinct kicked in and you were kissing him back. His mouth was already open and letting out heavy breaths and you both started swapping spit. His tongue stole some of the gummy off your tongue and you huffed at the action.

“Min!”

“You taste like candy, kitten.” He murmured as he licked his lips and swallowed the piece he had taken back.

“You think I do? You should taste yourself.”

He laughed quickly under his breath, “That sounds very dirty, babe. I’d rather taste you...” And he’s quickly pulling your torso to his own. You straddle his man-spreading thighs and rest your crotch on his own. The thin joggers you wore did little to hide the feeling of his jeans.

Next thing you knew, your pelvis was actively grinding down on him, wanting to feel how good you’re making him feel. He groans at the motions and takes your face back to his. The sloppy kisses are intensifying while both of your hands start to roam.

The friction is too good and you want nothing more than to take him right there and then. He’s always so hot and his perfect face was swoon worthy, but never did you think he would be interested in you as anything more than a friend. And who’s really to say that isn’t still the case. Friends with benefits can work, right?

Your mind won’t stop racing as you continue to let his crotch grow harder beneath you.

“We should go into Changbin’s room. He’s not home and I don’t thi-“

“MATE! You have got to be fucking kidding me!” You look being to see the men you were waiting for stood flabbergasted. Hyunjin’s jaw was basically on the floor and Felix had covered his eyes.

“This isn’t even your apartment, Minho-hyung! Why are you here making out with y/n on my favorite chair?!?” Hyunjin yelled as he walked over and pushed you off of him with so much flair you felt like he was reading a script.

You fell on your ass onto the floor and he regretted it immediately. He helped you up delicately and Felix was behind you to grab you by the other arm. The two irritated men looked at Minho and regretted it immediately.

You all saw the huge tent he was sporting. And, Min being the unphased and unashamed man he is, places his hands behind his shoulders and stretched proudly.

“Ahhh!” Hyunjin threw a couch pillow on his crotch, causing Minho to grunt in pain a little, “Please go do something about that! You are sick! Really, y/n?! You could do better!”

You giggled at their antics as you fixed up your appearance to head out with your friends. The men walked away from the scene in disgust, “Hey, y/n, I’m going to swap my shirt really quick and then we can head out. Minho, don’t you fucking move!”

Your phone buzzed and you checked it as you leaned against the kitchen counter, away from the man that had just made you so horny.

MinHoe🖕🏻: Meet me at my apartment tonight when you’re done with them and we can finish what we started.

Y/n: I don’t know Min…

MinHoe🖕🏻: What’s wrong, kitten? You scared?

Y/n: Of you? No way. Of any feelings I may develop? Hell yeah.

MinHoe🖕🏻: Well, come over and I’ll make you my best meal. We can talk about my intentions with you over a home date.

You felt a blush creep on your face and looked up at Minho, who was still sitting in that godforsaken chair, staring at you to interpret your expressions. Your face heated up more and you caught yourself biting your lip as you changed his name in your phone and responded.

Y/n: It better be some good ass food. Maybe get a little wine to loosen your words a little.

MyMin🫶🏻: I’ll get the wine, but I don’t need it to say what I’ve been feeling for a while now. I’m ready, babe.

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