He'll Eat You Out In Your Sleep And Wake You Up Just Like That. Don't Blame Him, Your Pussy Taste Amazing

He'll eat you out in your sleep and wake you up just like that. Don't blame him, your pussy taste amazing and he's just pussydrunk off of it! He just loves when you squeeze your legs around his head and buck your hips to his tongue. He adores when you pull him closer to your sopping cunt. He'll lap and suck on your cunt until your overstimulated and can't even remember how many times you came. He'll fucking eat you out like a starved man who hasn't eaten in months and grind and thrust his hips onto the fucking mattress so he can also feel some friction. You just taste that good that he can't even pull away from your overstimulated pussy until his face is all covered in your sticky white cum all over his face :((

—— DILUC, Aether, Venti, CHILDE, Kazuha, GOROU, KAVEH, Tighnari, Wanderer, Cyno

WILD CARD.

Seungmin x reader. (s)

Synopsis: Seungmin got angry at you and it’s not because he lost a game to Lee Know. (2,1k words)

Minho tried to hold his waves of laughter as he showed his Uno cards at you.

You gasped because he got all the best cards. You looked at Seungmin, knowing that he’d lose this round again.

He shot you a glare, sensed the pity in your eyes.

Seungmin put out his cards when Minho burst out giggling as he pulled out the wild draw 4 cards one after another because there was no use for Seungmin to try. He leaned back against the couch and sighed in defeat.

Minho held his hands up at you, and you high-five him to congratulate him but caught both your hands in his, “What’s the result again?” He asked you, tangling his hands with yours.

Your eyes hovered to Seungmin, he was collecting the cards on the table.

“4:5 to Minho!” You answered.

Minho laughed that villainous laugh of him and finally let go of your hands, grabbed his glass of mango juice, and took a long swig.

You scooted over to Seungmin, couldn’t decide whether you should try to comfort him or just let him be, afraid that you would ruin his already sour mood. You settled on the latter.

“Don’t be mad, Seungmin! It’s just a game!” Minho said with a mocking tone before getting up from the floor.

“I’m going to bed,” he announced, took his phone from the table, “goodnight!” Minho gave you a ruffle on your hair and then went to his bedroom.

You were about to loop your arms around him until Seungmin suddenly took his jacket and put it on.

“Come on, I’m going to drive you home!” He said to you, there was a slight edge to his words.

You nodded at him and gathered your things from the coffee table.

It only took less than 15 minutes to get you to your place from his dorm, mainly because the traffic was slow towards the middle of the night.

Seungmin opened the car door for you like he usually does, maybe he wasn’t as mad as you think he was after all.

“I can’t stay long tonight,” he told you, locked the car as you made your way to the elevator.

“It’s okay,” you said to him, you guessed he was tired, and that contributed to this sour mood of his.

Seungmin was terribly quiet in the elevator, not that he’s the type to blabbering around, but sometimes he would randomly ask about your day or vice versa.

The elevator dinged as it arrived at your floor, your hand reached for his hand but Seungmin got out the second the elevator door slid open. Your heart sank, convinced that Seungmin was really mad at you.

He didn’t wait for you to enter your passcode to your place since he already knew it by heart, your steps getting heavier feeling more convinced that Seungmin was mad at you.

“Aren’t you going to come in?” He asked, holding the door open for you.

You quickly entered the house, stood there by the threshold, you braved yourself to confront him.

“Are you mad at me?” You asked, your voice almost breaking at the end of your sentence.

Seungmin shot you a look then bent down to take off his shoes. He put his feet in the slippers he always wears around your place and walked inside, brushing past you.

You scoffed at his brashy attitude. You took off your shoes and kicked them to the side out of frustration, you followed him inside.

“Seungmin, what is wrong with you?” You asked him again because the silent treatment he gave you only irritated you more.

He just stood there in the middle of the room, took off his jacket then sat down on the sofa.

“Take off your clothes!” He said, his voice loud and firm.

He noticed the puzzled look on your face, he leaned forward with elbows resting on his knees.

“I said, take off your clothes!” he tried again, louder and resolute.

You sighed in exasperation but finally relented to whatever he was trying to do to you.

You took off your outerwear, then started unbuttoning your top one by one, Seungmin’s eyes didn’t leave you even for a second. You snapped open the button of your jeans and pulled it down and off your legs.

You stood there facing him, wearing nothing but the nude-colored undergarments. Your heart beating so fast you started to think you’re about to have a cardiac arrest.

Seungmin sighed before sitting down on the floor with his back against the sofa, he spread his legs open.

“Come here, sit down.” He patted the space between his legs.

You complied because it didn’t seem like he was going to tell you twice.

You walked over to him, sat down with your back leaned on his chest.

He took your hands and placed them under his arms, “Keep these hands here.” He commanded.

At this point, he wasn’t really asking you, you decided to just obey him.

“Bend your knees!”

You bent your knees as he told you.

Seungmin parted your legs with his hand, spreading them open next to his legs.

You turned your head to the side, stole a glance at Seungmin only for him to sharply exhaled cold air onto your bare shoulder.

He grabbed your chin and roughly kissed you on the mouth, his kiss was passionate and hungry like his life was depending on it.

He broke the kiss, left you breathless and dizzy from the lack of oxygen. With one hand reached your back, Seungmin unclasped your bra, you held up your hand to help him got rid of it and placed your hands back under his arms as he instructed you to.

You heard Seungmin scoffed behind you.

He placed his hand on your breast, fondling and kneading, rolling your bud between his thumb and index finger then tugged at it before pulled it away, which caused you to yelp in pain. He did the same to the other one, but this time he gave your breast a gentle slap, causing you to writhe in his hold.

“If it’s about earlier, I’m sorry, Seungmin!” You told him, as you panted.

“Who told you to speak?” He snapped, his eyes dark and wide. You shrank, feeling small now under his hold.

Seungmin moved his hand to your core now, slipped his hand under, and didn’t waste any second to start circling his fingers around your bundle of nerves.

You squirmed, feeling waves of pleasure getting into you. Without hesitating,

Seungmin slipped two fingers inside you, you gasped at the sudden penetration. He started pumping his fingers into you, he synced it with the thumb that circling your clit.

He knew his way around you, it didn’t take long for your high come closing in.

Your breath quickens, the knot in your stomach tightens, you were on the verge of your climax when Seungmin pulled out completely.

Your body shook at the orgasm denial, groaned onto his neck, “Seungmin,” you called breathlessly.

“You should have known what you did wrong now, huh?” He asked, pressed his mouth so close to your ear.

“I’m sorry, Seungmin,” you quickly apologized.

“For what?” He asked.

“For earlier, I’m sorry that you lost, I should have comforted you,” you told him, half panting.

He clicked his tongue together, “You think I’m mad over a stupid card game?”

Seungmin leaned forward to ripped down your underwear off your legs, “I’m going to give you more time to think over what you did wrong,” he said, parting your legs open and spread it open so he could palmed your cunt and without warning, jammed his digits back into you.

You cried out, he was knuckles deep inside you, his thumb on your clit again, syncing their movements.

Seungmin buried his head onto your neck, sucking and biting on the soft skin, your hand helplessly reaching for his head but he was quick to catch you by your wrist.

“You are not allowed to touch me.” He said to you, he brought your other hand to your chest then held both your hands there with a grip around your wrists.

You felt your high closing in again, and Seungmin noticed it too, he quickly pulled out of you again. You winced at being denied once again, your body slumped against his chest.

“Seungmin, please,” you pleaded with tears started pooling in your eyes.

“You know what you did wrong now?” He asked.

You swallowed air before you could answer, “Minho,” you paused to catch a breathe, “you’re mad because I was too close to Minho,”

Seungmin landed a slap on your cunt, sending your body jolted in its wake, you yelped, feeling a surge of pain rippled through your body.

“Why are you crying?” He asked in a mocking tone as a tear rolled down the corner of your eyes, “You were so happy with Minho earlier,” he added.

His hand began to go for another round on your cunt, he tapped your clit in rapid motion. Your body was already sensitive at this point, the slightest stimulation made you gasped and writhed.

“I didn’t mean to. I’m sorry,” you said, blubbering your words.

Seungmin shook his head, “I’m going to give you another lesson.”

He started fingering you again, your body stopped thrashing around due to exhaustion, sweat coated your body. Your body was heating, making your skin sweat, hot to the touch.

“Please, Seungmin, please,” was all you could manage to say to him, repeatedly, hoping he’d take a pity on you. It was hopeless though, your third high coming in yet he halted his movement just right when you were on edge.

Seungmin looked down on you with streaks of tears painted on your face.

“Not so happy now, huh?” He sneered, “why don’t you ask Minho for help?”

“Seungmin, please,” you said between your choked sobs.

“I’m getting sick of your pleads,” he said with a faint disgust in his words.

He brought his fingers that were inside your cunt a moment ago into your mouth, jammed it too deep into your mouth sending you gagging, when he pulled it out, you coughed with saliva dribbling down your mouth.

“You should’ve thought before you acted out like that,” Seungmin said, there was bitterness in his tone.

You coughed a few times before you could finally say a croaking apology, “I’m sorry,”

Seungmin looked down at you again, started taking pity on you as your body laying in limply before him, drained from overstimulation.

Sweat, tears, and saliva, your body struggled to keep awake. Seungmin let go of his grip on your wrists, sending your hands fell down to your sides. He scooped your body and hoisted it onto his lap, holding you in his care now.

Your tears seeped into the front of his shirt, “I’m sorry,” you said again, or it was your unconsciousness that said it.

“Shh….” he shushed you. He slowly got up from the floor then carrying you with his arms to your bedroom.

He lay you down gently on the bed. He got up to stripped off of all of his clothes then lay beside you on the bed. He hovered above you to removed strands of hair that stuck to your face, his thumb wiping down the tears from your eyes.

“My baby,” he cooed. He pressed kisses all over your face, tenderly as if he tried to make up for what he did to you.

“Baby,” he said with a sigh, peppering your neck with kisses.

“Seungmin,” you called out his name, your choked sobs replaced with low hiccups now, “I’m sorry,”

He shushed you again, “It’s okay, it’s alright now,” he convinced you, his thumb rubbing your cheeks.

“Seungmin,” you called out again.

“Yes, baby?” He replied.

“I still want you,” you told him almost pathetically.

He lowly chuckled against the side of your face, “okay,” he said in response.

Seungmin ran the tip of his dick along your slit, earning fresh juices from you.

Once he positioned himself at your entrance, he eased himself into you, you moaned at how good it feels to finally have him inside you.

You clenched around him the moment he bottomed out inside you, earned a few raw groans from him.

Seungmin lowered himself on top of you, laced his hand with yours at the side of your face. His kiss was so tender and careful as if you might break if he kissed you too hard.

He broke the kiss, leaving an inch between your lips,

“I love you,” he said against your lips, capturing you in a lingering kiss as he started thrusting into you at a painstakingly slow pace.

Scara who ties and gags you up so you won't move as he shoves a vibrator into your hole, leaving you in his room to head to work while the vibrator was buzzing into at low intensity and when he came back, your legs were soaked and dripping with your juices— your eyes teary and face flushed. You weren't able to cum for the last few hours and you needed to orgasm so bad, but you can't even do anything while being like this. He soon takes out the vibrator that was all covered in your juices, and placed it aside— only for him to pull his cock out and push it inside of you. You've been waiting for so long, so relieved that Scara was nice enough to fuck you raw while you're becoming a dumb little mess under him and even after a few rounds, he wouldn't stop even if you were too dumb and overstimulated to even realize how many times you even came. You might have to decide a color on your wheel chair...

a/n: @lino-nyangi sent me into a brainrot about sucking on min’s sensitive tiddies and this was born

you don’t think there are many other places you’d rather be than settled on top of minho, straddling his lap while your head is pillowed on his chest. 

he’s just so warm, so sweet and soft and comforting even if he would pretend to bristle at the thought. the way he mumbles his thoughts out loud like he forgets you can hear him, talking about everything and absolutely nothing all at once. the way he’ll move his hand to rub at your shoulder or your back or your scalp every now and then, whenever the thought passes by. 

today though, something is different. you can’t seem to get comfortable, and you wriggle this way and that to find that happy place that you just can’t reach. it’s when you nuzzle your head a little harder into his chest than usual out of frustration that it happens. 

he whines, and when you look up at him he’s matching your surprise on his face like a mirror. your brow furrows as the cogs turn in your head rapidly; did you hit a bruise? are you too heavy on him? does he want you to leave?

but when he exhales, his body shuddering a little further into the mattress under him, you realize slowly that he’s not uncomfortable. you look down and see his nipple pebbling up under his shirt, right where your head was moments ago. he’s turned on. 

“oh,” you breathe out, bringing a finger up to trace around his other pec. he lets out another whine, high in the back of his throat, and when you meet his eyes they’re desperate and a little wild. “you never told me you were so sensitive here.”

instead of an answer he gives you a look, his hips jerking up a bit. 

“you never asked,” he says, voice right but drawn out like he’s trying to sound unaffected. his mistake. 

while one of your hands was circling feather-light touches around his right nipple, the other was sneaking to the bottom of his shirt, and you took the opportunity to slide it under to his left one and pinch it between your fingers. 

his reaction is instant. he throws his head back, a moan slipping from his parted lips from where his mouth parted open. you sooth it after, massaging his skin, and it pulls another whine from him. little pants are escaping him and a blush is rapidly traveling down his neck to his chest, and you swear he’s never looked more beautiful. 

“off,” you demand, tugging at his shirt a bit, and he sits up just enough to pull it off. the movement jostles you a bit in his lap, and you can feel his cock hardening under you. you have to resist the urge to grind down against him when he settles back into the pillows, hyper focused on this new discovery. 

his chest is bare, pretty pink hues splotched all over, and you can’t help but run your hands over the skin. your nails rake over his abdomen, leaving little red paintbrush strokes in their wake. he’s an open canvas, all yours to ruin beautifully. 

he squirms when you lean further down, your breath brushing over his nipples. you look up at him through your lashes, knowing what that does to him, and his eyes are pleasing as they look back. he looks one movement away from pleading you to continue, but you don’t want that. you don’t want him to ask for it, you want to take it. 

you take him in your mouth, eyes fluttering closed as you concentrate on your task. you leave your mouth open, sucking gently and rolling your tongue this way and that, listening to the sounds he’s making for you; small whines in the back of his throat, gasps of shock when you change trajectory. when you switch to his other side he just gets louder, more desperate. you always think he sounds lovely, but the song you’re strumming out of him right now is nothing short of perfection. 

you grind into him, his reactions rendering you unable to stop yourself, and he ruts up into you in little helpless motions. his hands move to either side of your head, warm and trembling as he tilts you just right against him. his eyes are hooded and dark as he looks down at you, nearly possessive, and it sends a shiver wracking down your spine.  

you move your hips more purposefully, the movements of your mouth never slowing even when you start to get tired. you decide to bring your teeth into the equation, lightly scraping them over the sensitive skin of his chest. you suck gently at the spot, blowing cool air over it before leaning back a bit to look at your work. a red splotch is left behind, lonely on the smooth planes of his chest, and that can’t do can it? so you repeat the motion, over and over until his chest is dotted in spots and he’s shaking so much you think he might cry.  

you give one last bite right to his nipple and his eyes roll back as he shudders violently under you. his muscles go completely taught for a moment before he goes boneless, melting into the mattress. he’s staring up at the ceiling with wide, glossy eyes and his breath is coming out in slow pants that shake you as you lay back over his chest. 

“did you come in your pants?” you ask, knowing the answer but wanting to tease him by making him admit it anyways. 

“no?” his voice is high, betraying him along with the tremors that are still shaking in his thighs.  

“so you don’t want me to help you clean up the mess you made down there?” you ask, quirking a brow up at him. his answering pout makes you giggle. 

“i didn’t say that.”

pathetic | s. changbin

w // bully(?)!reader x perv!changbin, slight mommy kink, dom!reader, sub!changbin

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a/n: reupload of an old work

“Look at you, so weak, I haven't even laid a hand on you and you're already scared” you condescendingly chuckled as you had Changbin cornered behind the school. “You’re so pitiful, asking me out as if I would ever want to be with someone like you, you wouldn’t know the first thing about pleasing someone like me” placing two fingers underneath his chin making him look at you “I bet you never even talked to a girl till now.” 

Small sniffles start coming from him, you take in his form, loving the way he is breaking under your touch, till your eyes fall onto his hard-on poking from behind his school trousers. “Look at this'' you said, slowly dragging your finger lightly across his clothed member, he subconsciously bucked his hips forward. “You perv, you're enjoying this aren't you?” you smirked.

“Please” he sighed 

“Please? What exactly are you asking from me? Want me to stop teasing you for being so pathetic?”

He slowly shook his head no

“That's what I thought, you really are enjoying this. You want me to touch you don’t you perv?”

He shook his head yes, quite quickly might you add

“Disgusting” you spat “Like I said you wouldn’t know the first thing about pleasing someone like me, you are clueless, feeble and perverted” Changbin moaned at your harsh words.

“But I suppose I could help you out” you smirked. His eyes shot up at you, a sense of relief swarming through his body. You began unbuckling his belt, pulling out his hard cock from his underwear, he moaned from the cold air coming in contact with his tip,

“Shhh'' you hush “I need you to be quiet or else I won't help you.” ''Sorry m-mommy” he apologized, stuttering out the title, hesitant on how you’d react “Perfect” you smiled and kissed his nose.

You began stroking him smoothly, his precum acting as a lubricant, “F-fuck” he stuttered out “Y-y/n” “shhh” you tried to make him stay quiet, he bit his lip, but you quickened your pace which only made him moan louder, you kissed him keeping him quiet by him moaning in your mouth. 

Getting carried away he began kissing your neck and starting to make marks across your esophagus, causing you to sigh out of pleasure. Your wrist keeping a good pace and thumb occasionally sliding over his tip, felt euphoric to him “Mmmh mommy, faster please”, you pulled your hand away making him detach from your neck and whimper displeased. You looked around seeing no one around and got on your knees, before he could ask any questions you took him in your mouth. 

“Ah fuck” he rolled his eyes back loving the way your mouth felt around his throbbing cock. 

Bobbing your head up and down feeling his member twitch, you could tell his climax was coming, you moaned continuously, overstimulating him and sending him over the edge. “Mommy!” he mewled, shooting his load down your throat, you bobbed your head slowly claiming him from his high, then standing and spitting out his cum, making him shudder at your dominant demeanor. 

“How pathetic, you couldn’t hold out for longer?” you patronized him “I’m s-sorry” he said, his mind still clouded from lust. 

“You owe me perv” 

“What do you mean?” 

“You didn’t think this was the last time did you? I didn’t get anything, except for your deviant marks” You said gesturing to the red and purple marks forming on your neck.

Him obviously still confused, you rolled your eyes, “text me perv, I know you have my number, we’ll discuss this later” you said walking away leaving him dazed, cock out, and anticipating the possibilities. 

lee know is so cat coded like. he LOVES getting his tummy rubbed and his hair pet and just flops on you to sleep whenever he feels like it. will definitely try to sneak under the covers and cuddle after a fight because he really can't sleep without you 😣 and if you dont give him attention because youre busy or something he'll start whining about how he's going to die without cuddles

💭just cuddle me already

pairing: bf!minho x gn!reader

an: omg anon you're so right like ??? he tries to keep this cold façade but deep inside he's a little cutie who would die without his daily cuddles >< i decided to turn the fight part into a short drabble so enjoy ‹3

around midnight you heard the door to your bedroom open. at first, you didn't dare to turn around and look at minho, pretending to be asleep. but when you realised he was trying to sneak under the covers you sat up and raised an eyebrow at him. "what do you think you're doing?" you hissed and minho pouted. "ynnn… c'mon, let me sleep here, i'm going to die if i'll have to sleep alone," he whined. though your fight was rather stupid, you were still mad at him. you wanted to sleep this through and just talk with minho in the morning, but it seemed as if he had different plans. "no, i told you i wanna be alone," you responded, laying down again and covering yourself tightly with the blanket, trying to cut the conversation. but minho didn't stop, he laid down and placed his arm around your waist. you gently slapped his hand and attempted to remove it from your body. "go away, i'm still mad at you," you mumbled, trying to wiggle out of his embrace, but minho just tightened his grip. "there's no way out, yn. just cuddle me already," he hummed. you started to feel defenseless and eventually gave in. "okay, come here," you sighed and turned around to face him. you noticed a huge smirk on his face and rolled your eyes at the sight. minho didn't waste any time and nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, sighing in content. you started running your fingers through his hair and you swore you could hear minho purr like a little kitten. even though the anger hadn't left you yet, you placed a gentle kiss on minho's temple and went to sleep with a soft smile on your face.

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