Gulps. R U Crazy Pegging Seob Pls Pls I Need This To Be Real Pls Pls Pls

gulps. r u crazy… pegging seob pls pls i need this to be real pls pls pls

Good Boy ☆ kjs

💜DAY 6: discipline with kim jongseob

💜wc: 2.6k

💜genre/pairings: dom!reader x sub!jongseob, bdsm, SMUT, MDNI

💜warnings: discipline, strap-on sex, bottom!jongseob, top!reader, slapping (consensual), strap-on blowjob, strap-on facefucking, spanking, mommy kink, ass eating, anal fingering, anal sex, begging, slight orgasm delay, aftercare

💜a/n: day 6 of piwontober 2024 has arrived! special thanks to @sxfterhearts and @kisseobie for hosting and organizing such a fun kinktober fanfic writing event. this fic will also be cross-posted to my ao3 account here. also, if you're interested in more of this reader x jongseob dynamic, check out my ao3 fic "Who's Your [Redacted]?" - which is still in progress on ao3 but will be cross-posted to this account once finished.

“Mommy, please… I’m sorry,” Jongseob whined, his beautiful deep brown eyes staring up at you, pleading for mercy. 

You looked down at him and took in the beautiful sight before you: the man on his knees wearing nothing but a pair of gray Calvin Klein boxer briefs, wrists bound behind his back, and tears starting to wet the corners of his eyes. 

You smirked down at him affectionately, but without mercy, as you pushed his two-tone honey blonde and brown hair out of his face so you could get a better look at him. His cheeks were flushed, decorated with subtle freckles from the time he’d spent out in the sun this summer. Now that the season was coming to a close, they’d probably go back into hiding until the following year. 

“You know what you did, sweetie,” you said with a mock in your tone.

“I know, but–”

Slap!

The sound of your open palm striking his face rang out in the otherwise quiet room. This was the one part of your dynamic that always had you on the fence, always worrying that it would be too much, that you would actually hurt him, and just like always, you had a moment of regret, seeing his face scrunch up in pain and a tear slip out of one of his eyes. 

However, looking down, you saw a conspicuous hardness beginning to strain against the thin gray fabric of his underwear, a small dark spot already appearing. And you were reminded once again, how much he loved being punished.

The reasons for his punishments were always a little vague, and although you were happy to oblige in his penchant for being disciplined, it turned you on the most to see him begin to act bratty because you knew he was trying to get on your nerves so that he’d have to pay for it later. Sometimes he’d start ignoring you, or he’d just start acting rude for no reason, anything to get you to start scolding him, and when he would be really stubborn in response for no reason, that’s when you knew. You knew he craved being put in his place. Pushed to his knees. Taught a lesson.

This time, it was because he’d been rude to you when you asked him for a favor. Next time, it would be something equally mundane. 

So that’s why, when you noted the tear slipping down his face in the same moment that you noticed his hardening cock, you knew that you needed to keep going. With your right hand, you grabbed his chin and yanked it back towards you, forcing him to look up at you again. His lips in a pout, he muttered, “I said I was sorry.” You scoffed in response.

“Prove it, then. Prove how sorry you are,” you said, and with your left hand, smacked the other side of his face with the dark purple dildo that was attached to the harness strapped to your hips. 

“O-okay, I’ll do anything,” he said, squeezing his eyes shut and wincing from the force of the dildo before you brought your right hand up to his mouth and swiped your thumb over his bottom lip slowly.

You felt drunk on power, seeing the way he melted under your touch, and the fact that there was so little he wouldn’t do for you in this headspace. He looked up at you and you shared a moment of tender eye contact with him before pushing your thumb into his mouth, pressing down on his tongue. Without hesitation he closed his lips around it and began to suck, his tongue soft, pliable, and impossibly wet against your skin. 

He maintained stubborn eye contact with you and you felt the blood rush to the junction between your legs. Your nipples hardened against the lining of your bra and you tried to keep it together, but he was making it more and more difficult. 

You pulled your thumb away abruptly and he leaned forward as if to chase it, letting out a quiet whine. 

You didn’t give him a chance to recover before replacing your thumb with the dildo strapped to your hips. He moaned around it, brows pressed together in effort, and sighed out of his nose as you began to thrust into his mouth. 

With one hand gripped in his hair, and the other hand on the dildo, he was completely at your mercy, and he already looked absolutely pitiful. Your relentless thrusts hitting the back of his throat had him gagging repeatedly, tears streaming down his flushed cheeks, but you could see in his eyes how fucked out he already was, could see from the expanding dark spot in his underwear how badly he was enjoying being ruined.

“Look at my good boy, taking mommy’s cock so well,” you crooned, and he closed his eyes as you brushed your fingers gently through his hair, the dildo still thrusting in and out of his mouth, a little more slowly now, his lips swollen and wet by this point.

The sounds he was making were diabolical, the noises of his shameless moaning around the strap-on making your legs weak, distracting you. You tightened your hand in his hair and yanked his head back, slipping the dildo out of his mouth. He let out a series of wet coughs, saliva coating his lips and more tears starting to slip from the corners of his eyes.

Once he’d finished coughing, you cupped the side of his face and he leaned into your touch, struggling to catch his breath, his eyes fluttering closed. 

“I think that’s been enough punishment for today. Are you ready for me to take care of you, my sweet angel?”

“Yes. Please, I promise I’ll be good,” he begged, and you couldn’t help but smile at how adorable he was.

“Stand up,” you ordered, and he obliged immediately. His nipples jutted out from the soft swell of his chest, hardening in the cool air of the room, and his tender knees were red from kneeling on the rough carpet. His hands were still bound behind him, so he was truly at your mercy.

You ran your fingers along the waistband of his underwear teasingly, eliciting a shudder from him, but otherwise he stayed quiet and still, his abs tensing lightly from the brush of your fingertips.

You pulled them down his narrow hips, letting them drop to the floor as his now full erection bounced lewdly once you’d freed it. You placed a hand on his hip and guided him towards your hips as you gently stroked his velvety length against the purple silicone cock attached to your hips, still wet with his saliva. He gasped quietly, biting down on his lip from your too-light touch. 

You did this only for a few brief moments before releasing him and ordered him onto the bed, ass up. He crawled onto the mattress obediently, hands still behind his back, and your heart softened at the way he struggled to get into position in his bound state. You grabbed the restraints on his wrists and began to undo them, causing him to turn his head and look at you, confusion coloring his features.

“I’m going to take these off, but only if you keep your hands to yourself. Do you understand?” you asked firmly, and he nodded, the side of his face pressed into the bed uncomfortably. 

Slap!

Your hand stung from how hard you’d smacked his ass, and he winced in pain but kept his arms up by his head, supporting himself on his elbows. “I’m sorry, y-yes mommy. I won’t touch myself. I promise I won’t,” he said quickly, voice strained, panting into the pillow that he’d grabbed for support.

You rubbed the red mark that had begun to bloom on his ass, soothing away the ache, before slapping it again, eliciting a muffled whimper from him. “Sorry,” you said, “I know I said your punishment was finished, but I just can’t help myself.” 

You stared at the way his tiny asshole fluttered as you brushed a finger across it gently.

“It’s okay,” he breathed, turning to look back at you for a brief moment. “I can take it.”

“Oh, I know you can,” you soothed, bending down to grab an ass cheek and press your finger more firmly against his opening. Teasing. Torturing. Until you just couldn’t help yourself anymore and leaned in to lick a hot strip of saliva against his hole, taking him off guard completely as he gasped loudly. 

This was your favorite part. You weren’t sure how balanced it was if you ‘rewarded’ him for being disciplined, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care. That part was for him, and this part was for you.

You prodded at his asshole with your middle finger, massaging the soft, puckered flesh, and even though you hadn’t quite planned it to go this way, you removed your finger to begin licking against him again. He moaned shamelessly, burying his head in the pillow, and you could tell how much he had to restrain himself from pushing his ass back into your face. You spread his small cheeks as wide as they would go, your face soaking wet with saliva, and buried your face in him. You were addicted to his noises, his smell, the texture of his skin; you felt drunk, and couldn’t get enough.

Pulling away and eliciting a whine from him that had you slapping the sore spot on his ass once again – which shut him up immediately – you reached over to grab the bottle of lube from the bedside table and covered your fingers generously with the thick substance. You’d recently opted for an oil-based lubricant so you didn’t have to keep reapplying it, and it had made a world of difference. After all, Jongseob hated being interrupted when you were fucking him.

After warming it up in your hands, you massaged it against his opening, and he hummed contentedly when you pressed a finger inside him, sliding it slowly but steadily until you were past the second knuckle and could begin to slowly pump in and out of him. After a few minutes of getting him warmed up, you added a second finger, and eventually a third. By this time, his breathing was coming out ragged and he already sounded wrecked. 

He gasped at the loss of contact when you removed your fingers and began to liberally smear lube along the strap-on, coating it thoroughly before lining it up against his hole and pressing into him slowly. 

He moaned loudly into the pillow as you slid inside, pausing as you bottomed out. You wished there were no barriers between your skin and his, the straps of the harness cutting into your skin mildly, but you had to work with what your biology allowed. It wasn’t enough, but it was good enough.

“You ready, baby?” you asked, holding yourself still and rubbing the soft skin of his lower back soothingly. 

“Yes, mommy. Please fuck me. Please, I’ve been so good, I need your cock,” he begged, and you gave in to his pleas, pulling out and snapping your hips back against his ass, causing him to cry out and grip the pillow tightly. You held onto his hip with one hand and braced yourself on the bed with the other, rolling your hips into him with increasing speed. Although you wished that there was sensation in the dildo so you could feel yourself inside him, the action still made your groin throb with pleasure nonetheless.

You pulled out of him and he whimpered from the sensation as you flipped him easily onto his back and pushed him further up the bed so that you could kneel on it in front of him. You pushed his legs apart and lined up the dildo against him again, taking no time sinking back into him. You looked at his face while you did it, wanting to see the way it affected him, craving the sight of him falling apart under you, filled up and overwhelmed.

His eyes were squeezed shut, his brows furrowed together and his cute nose was slightly scrunched up. You pushed his bangs out of his face to see him more clearly and could feel the dampness in his hair, the heat radiating from his blushing skin. His wet lips were slightly parted and he opened his eyes to look at you. He looked like he could burst out crying at any moment, his petite, flushed cock swollen and bouncing against his stomach.

“Will you kiss me? Please?” he asked so politely that in that moment you’d have rather died than deny him. You pulled back and thrust back into him slowly as you leaned down to capture his lips with yours. He exhaled a warm sigh through his nose against your face and whimpered against your mouth as you began moving in and out of him again, increasing your speed gradually as his tongue entered your mouth, hot, wet, and hungry.

As you pulled away from the intense kiss, you hooked an arm under each of his legs to spread him apart even further, deepening your access to him. With each of your hands braced on the bed, you began fucking into him relentlessly, snapping your hips at an angle that had him throwing his head back, his eyes becoming wet with tears once again. 

His breathing became labored and his chest was red and splotchy, covered in a thin sheen of sweat that looked good enough to lick off of him. His breathy moans started to come out in little gasps and he opened his eyes to look up at you, expression panicky and distraught.

“Mommy, I’m–”

“Not yet. Be good for me and wait, or else,” you managed to order between breaths, your own breathing becoming labored with effort. 

“I—fuck, okay. Okay,” he whined out, and you couldn’t help smiling at his desperation. After continuing to fuck into him until he was a babbling mess, his cock leaking relentlessly, you conceded, unable to deny him any longer.

“Okay my sweet boy,” you said at long last. “Come for me.”

He let out a sigh of relief, grabbing his cock and only pumping it a few times before he made a mess all over himself, sticky white cum spurting all over his stomach and chest.

You continued thrusting but slowed to a very gradual stop, letting him ride out his orgasm but trying not to overstimulate him too much. He moaned quietly as you pulled out of him and removed the harness, rushing to the bathroom to grab a warm wet towel and a glass of water. 

When you returned to the bedroom he was limp on the bed, just an absolute mess, eyes closed, chest rising and falling dramatically, a dopey fucked-out smile on his face. You paused to take in the sight of him, smiling ear to ear and heart aching at the sight. He had a tendency to have that effect on you. 

After wiping up the mess on his stomach, you crawled into bed with him and gathered him into your arms. He buried his head in your chest and you ran your fingers through his soft hair, peppering the top of his head with gentle kisses. 

“So good for me,” you whispered repeatedly, and he hummed into your skin, tightening his arms around your body. 

You found yourself guiltily looking forward to the next time he ‘got in trouble.’ This would just never get old.

HELLLLLOOOOO????

late night calls

threesome with no plot. pt 1? depends.

MNDI.

dom!keeho, switch!intak, sub!reader, fingering, three way kiss (think of zendaya on the edge of that bed with those two guys… yeah… mhm 🙂‍↕️), lots of hands all over y/n body, not proof read

it was late at night,

little noises echo in keeho’s apartment. a small detour to the bedroom, the culprits of the noise are spotted. you sat on the edge of the bed, right between keeho and intak. keehos tongue traced your neck as you made out with intak, his hand resting on your inner thigh, massaging deep circles into it. a moan escaped into intak’s mouth as keeho let his own hand tease your sopping core, fluids seeping through the lace fabric that was preventing keeho’s fingers from already pooling into your wet cunt.

“tak, she’s already so wet. she’s dripping.” keeho said in amazement as he continued to tease you through your panties, circling his thumb over your sensitive bud before pulling your panties to the side, cocking his head towards intak, “look at her.” he said softly and intak quickly pulled away from the kiss, a string of drool following his bottom lip as he looked down at what keeho had displayed, your pretty, wet, puffy pussy.

intak licked his lips and let himself run his fingers between your folds, making your legs quiver and wrap around his wrist, “shit, wait oh god..” you moaned out, stopping his hand from moving. intak hissed under his breath as he felt how you were throbbing from keeho’s teasing alone. keeho gave you a small tsk and slapped your hand away, “is that how we treat our guests, babe? i don’t think so. go ahead, tak. feel her.” keeho bit his bottom lip as he watched intak’s fingers slowly disappear into your heat, his own hand palming himself through his sweatpants, “fuck, it’s like she sucked your fingers in..” keeho said in amazement as he looked up at your twisted face.

your eyes were rolled back and your toes were curled. keeho took this chance to dip down and start kissing your collarbone while intak started to pump his digits inside of you, intak’s bulge growing incredibly hard. keeho moaned out lowly before shaking his head, “mm, i didn’t think this would be so hot.” he groaned as he watched the scene unfolding in front of him. he caught a gaze of intak’s face as he fucked his fingers into you and leaned forward, kissing intak gingerly as he started to stroke himself. intak let out a soft sigh when he felt keeho’s lips against his and let his free hand palm himself as he continued to fuck his fingers into you.

you could feel yourself inching closer and closer to the edge, your fingers tightly wrapped around intak’s wrist as his fingers started to move quicker but you finally took the chance to open your eyes and saw the boys making out in front of you. your jaw slightly hung open from the view, “oh fuck..” you cussed as you watched them, before leaning forward and connecting your lips with them aswell. keeho pulled back a bit to allow your lips to touch both his and intak’s.

intak whimpered from the kiss but let out a sharp inhale when he felt your hand finally touch his throbbing bulge. from excitement, intak sped the movement of his fingers which triggered you to tilt your head back, “intak- oh fuck- wait,” your words were cut off by the sudden change in speed, causing a higher pitched moan to leave your lips before a string of clear fluids escaped from your body. keeho and intak both watched as you squirted and intak’s mouth hung open as keeho bit his bottom lip and gripped his own cock,

“holy shit, baby.” he said in amusement as he looked down where intak’s fingers once were. he licked his lips and took the hand intak just removed from your core, bringing his fingers to his lips and sucking on the wet digits. intak bit his own lip as he watched keeho and continued to grind his hips into your weakly placed hand. after keeho had sucked intak’s fingers, he pulled back to bring his lips to yours, his tongue immediately darting into your mouth so you could taste yourself. you let out a soft whimper as keehos tongue explored your mouth and you tried your best to snake your hand into intak’s pants, wrapping your hand around his throbbing length.

intak let out a choked moan at the contact and bucked his hips immediately, feeling relieved he was finally getting touched. keeho pumped his own cock in his hand as he let his tongue explore your mouth, a growl leaving his lips as he finally pulled back and shook his head,

“fuck, i don’t know if i wanna cum on you, in you or fuck you both.” keeho sighed as he continued to stroke his cock. both you and intak’s eyes widened at keeho’s words and you bit your bottom lip, looking at him with hooded eyes,

“eat me out n let me take care of takkie? he’s so hard in my hand, i want a taste.” you recommended to keeho and keehos hand movement came to a pause at the suggestion, his throat going dry. intak moaned from the suggestion alone and gripped the bedsheets, trying to hold back from cumming in your hand so quickly. he let his head lul back, “fuck- please, hyung..” he let out a small whimper as he looked at keeho and keeho felt his cock twitch again.

keeho took a deep breath to control himself and nodded, “yeah, i like that. intak, lay down so my baby can take care of that for you,” keeho let his hand run up and down his cock one more before pulling his pants down, “then, i’m gonna let you ride him while i stretch him out, and when he cums, you’re gonna sit on his face so he can eat it out. expect my pretty little hole to be nice and clean for me if i share.”

.

TO BE CONTINUED?

god…………….. sleepy subby tae.. oh ur so insane 😭 i’m like …. speechless.. yeah #needthat

wake up call (choi taeyang x reader)

for day two of piwon kinktober event! hosted by @kisseobie and @sxfterhearts ! make sure to check out everyone elses stories too as they drop 🥹

cw - SMUT!! mdni. somnophilia, hand/blowjob, deepthroating, wet dream, cum eating, subby taeyang lmk if i should add anything also not proofread so dont hesitate to tell me if i missed something!

quietly, you enter your apartment that you share with taeyang, knowing at this time he is already in a deep sleep.

you sneak into the room where your boyfriend lays quietly and quickly change into more comfortable pajamas, sliding into the bed. you get comfortable by lying an arm over his body and softly resting your head on his chest as to not wake the boy.

soft snores fill the dark room. you close your eyes, listening to taeyangs’ heartbeat. seconds from falling asleep, a soft grunt falls from your boyfriends’ lips. worried he might be having a nightmare, you raise your head to check on him.

it’s hard to see, but thankfully the moonlight shining in somewhat lights up the room. his face is fairly neutral, until you notice a twitch. “baby..” his sudden sleepy voice made you continue watching.

“yes, tae?” you wonder, thinking he got woken up because of you.

it’s silent, so you assume he must’ve fallen back asleep. laying your head back onto his chest.

“more, baby.” he mumbles. your eyes nearly pop out of your head. oh. was he dreaming about you? you bite your lip, and your hand that’s wrapped around his waist slowly drops down to the tent in his pants. you softly grip his length through the fabric and watch how his face twists. a louder moan falls from his lips.

you grin. your fingertips dance under the waistband of his pajama pants, making contact with his bare skin. this time, you grab his dick without the fabric in the way. taeyang has his bottom lip behind his teeth when you next look up at him, his breathing heavier. you collect the wetness at his tip and use it to help you slowly start to stroke him.

“fuck, y/n.” you make eye contact with the boy. his eyelids fluttering, chest heaving.

“hi taeyang. were you sleeping well?” you ask, batting your eyelashes. you lean up to place kisses against his neck. “dream of anything specific?”

he groans, head falling deeper into the pillow. “you, baby.” his response makes you smile, twisting your wrist a bit faster. “shit. this.”

“mhm, yeah? just this? anything else?” you ask innocently.

“more. please.” taeyang begs, looking down at you and makes a kissy face. you lean in and kiss him passionately, the sounds filling the room, with him softly whimpering into your mouth as your hand applies more pressure to his aching member.

pulling away, you ask, “yeah? you want more? what do you want?”

he grunts, “your mouth, make me cum. please.”

you kiss him once again, his soft lips feeling like heaven against yours. “you’re so good at using your words, baby. i got you.” your hand finally leaves his hard cock to play with the waistband of his pants, a soft sigh escaping his mouth. you trail kisses down his chest, his white shirt in the way but taeyang still squirms from the contact.

you shimmy your way down his body to get comfortable, pressing open mouth kisses on his soft tummy where his shirt had ridden up. you tug at his pants, getting taeyang to lift up as you roll the fabric down, finally revealing his dripping dick. taeyangs’ breath is shaky while he watches you get closer to his member, the wet spots from your kisses exposed to the cool bedroom air.

gathering the saliva in your mouth, you let a glob of spit fall onto him. your hand wraps around him to spread it, making it easier to pump his length. low grunts fall from his lips, his hands gripping the bedsheets. you fulfill his wish by first leaving pecks up his shaft, looking up at him sensually. “shit, baby.”

you grin, loving the effect you had on him, prominent in the way his face twists with pleasure when your tongue gives his head kitten licks. when you finally wrap your lips around his tip, taeyang sucks in a sharp breath. his hands find home in your hair, just a light grip to calm himself. slowly, you bob your head, going deeper each time until you find a comfortable spot to stop at without straining yourself.

“feel so good, angel. fuckin’ love your mouth.” taeyang grunts, his fingertips starting to dig into your scalp. the room is filled with the sounds the two of you make. you suck him off, hollowing your cheeks. his hips twitching up to buck deeper into your mouth, making you gag lightly. the noise makes him pet your head, “sorry, love. that just felt too good.” taeyang apologizes, but you get an idea.

you go past your normal limit and push yourself to take him entirely into your mouth, your nose pressing against his trimmed skin. choking noises escape your throat, but hearing taeyang groan out curses and your name repeatedly keeps you in position. after a few seconds, you pull off of him, catching your breath. your boyfriends’ hair is messy and he looks fucked out already. “don’t hurt yourself for me, y/n.” he continued to pat your head, smoothing your hair down.

you smile up at taeyang, one hand pumping his length while the other massages his balls. he throws his head back, his pretty and loud moans encouraging you to continue. “i don’t mind. i like making you feel good. and trust me, i promise i won’t do anything im not comfortable doing.” i assure him.

you take his leaking tip into your warm mouth once again, sucking harder than before while your wrist picks up speed. taeyangs’ moans get louder and quicker. “close.” he whines, his hips starting to consistently roll up. you let go of his balls to push his hip down so you can completely deepthroat him again, gagging until taeyang whimpers loudly and curses. you release his dick from your wet mouth, then sticking your tongue out and applying more pressure to his length.

taeyang groans as white spurts paint your tongue, you happily enjoying the result of what you do to him. you wrap your lips around his head for a final time and suck any more cum out of him, swallowing his essence.

as he catches his breath, you pull up his pants and get comfortable in your original spot when you first laid down. your hand pulls his face towards yours so you can sloppily makeout with him, some tongue added so he can taste himself on you.

pulling away, you ask, “back to sleep now? or did more happen in that dream of yours?”

me n bella tbh 👩🏽‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏼

oh i fucking love sleazy keeho …. ur mind……… need him BAD. ilysm 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

🎃 piwontober : day 7 || y. keeho ; praise kink/spanking/corruption

synopsis 👻 when you're finally ready to lose your virginity, you're too embarrassed to ask Keeho. That's why you use a scary movie as a perfect excuse to take the next step. 🦇 Word Count - 1.2K 🦇

Before Keeho started dating you, he was a playboy. He could pull anyone and his goal was just to get his dick wet. He had tons of experience.

You, on the other hand, you hadn't even gotten close to even kissing a guy. This relationship had lasted longer than any of your other relationships, meaning you were actually ready for sex.

But the problem was. You had no idea how to ask him. After brainstorming, you finally got an idea.

"Hey Keeho..~" You sang, wrapping your arms around him.

"Hey babe, what's up-" Keeho said, before realizing you weren't wearing a bra and your nipples were pressing completely against his back.

"I'm bored," You groaned. You moved to the other side of the couch and sat on his lap.

Keeho was stupid at times, but he wasn't this stupid. His hands dropped to your ass, "So, babe, what do you want to do?"

"Hmm," You pretended to ponder, not-so subtlely grinding on to him. "Watch a scary movie? Halloween is soon, right?"

"Are you sure you want to watch scary movie? I mean, you don't usually like 'em, right?" Keeho responded, trying to not moan while speaking.

"Come on, Keeho, I'll be fine, promise!" You crossed your arms in a way that purposefully accentuated your breasts.

"You'll be fine? From the way it's looking right now, you want to do something else right now," Keeho's siren eyes pierced your skin from the way he was staring so intensely at you and your body, "But I'm sure I'm just overthinking. You want to watch the movie? I'll put one on." One of the hands on your ass moved to take the remote and put a movie on.

Keeho pretended to not notice your pout. This was the first time you were making these advances, he should savor it a little more, shouldn't he?

During the movie, you tried to pay attention, you really did. But you couldn't stop thinking of the hard bulge under you, grinding against your ass. You and Keeho both knew he wouldn't do anything about it.

"Kyo."

"Hm..?"

"F-" You hesitated, redirecting your gaze from the movie to him. "Fuck me..?"

"Finally," Keeho flipped you over so he was on top of you, "I was wondering how long it'd take for you to ask me." Keeho wasted no time in kissing you, tongue exploring your warm mouth.

Keeho's hands went to your breasts, the thin fabric barely practically covering how they pebbled. You were like putty in his hands.

"Keeho, touch me, please," You whined, taking one of the hands massaging your boobs and bringing it down to your core.

"You're so sweet, babe," Keehos fingers hooked your shorts and underwear, "since you said please, I'll give you exactly what you want." He fully pulled down your garments, revealing your glistening core to your boyfriend.

Keeho stared in awe; it's not the first one he's seen, but definitely the cutest one. He slowly pushed his middle and index finger inside.

"Waitwaitwaitkyoi'veneverdonethisbefore..!" You swiftly admitted before he could fit his long fingers fully inside.

"Wait... really?" You expected a look of disgust from the more experienced male, but he only looks more excited. "This is your first time?" You nod, embarrassed. "This is going to be a lot of fun, isn't it? No wonder you were so fuckin' tight when I put my fingers in."

You averted eye contact as Keeho started fucking his fingers into you, maxing out at four fingers to "get you ready for his dick". If that was what you needed to be prepared, you were a bit scared to actually see how big he was.

That was also your first orgasm, on his fingers. The realization only made Keeho harder, so he swiftly discarded his sweatpants and boxers, giving himself a few pumps before lining up his erection with your cunt.

"Hey, babe, face down ass up, promise it'll feel better," Keeho suggested, and you happily obliged, feeling a bit more jittery knowing that you couldn't fully see Keeho's lustful expression.

Keeho slowly slid his length inside your virgin cunt, hand rubbing one of your asscheeks. “You're taking me so well,” He praised. To be honest, pride swelled in him knowing he was your first time. He got to ruin you any way he wanted. 

Halfway inside, he experimentally smacked your ass. If he thought you were tight before, you were even tighter. But you were also wetter. “Kyo~ Why'd you do that?”

Keeho spanked you again. “You're complaining even though it makes you wetter? D'you notice how fuckin’ soaked you are?” Keeho rambled, pushing himself deeper.

“Hurts..!” Tears were starting to fall down your heated cheeks, the sting from both your pussy being stretched and the handprints on your butt.  

“Aww, does it now? Come on, my little girl is taking me so well, you can do it for me,” Keeho leaned closer to your ear. “You're super cute for a virgin~”

“Kee-” His name was a mantra, and you were repeating it like it was the only word you knew. The lewd, repetitive slapping of skin-on-skin filled your ears, and your moans started to get more high pitched. Keeho's fingers started rubbing your clit, the hand that once spanked you groping every part of your soft body. “Kee, feel weird~” Your stomach was starting to feel knotted.

Keeho only increased his pace, mind clouded by the thought of him being your first orgasms, him. “I'm gonna make you cum so hard baby, you’re all mine, nobody else gets to see you like this, right?” He tugged on your hair, eliciting a loud moan out of you. You couldn't respond to Keeho, you were only able to form incoherent babbles as you hit your peak, your juices coating the bedsheets. “Kyo, sorry…” You weakly apologized, brain still hazy from your orgasm and overstimulation from Keeho still pounding into you, harder than ever.

“Don't be sorry, doll,” Keeho said, “You squirted your first time, wanna see you do it again, you'd squirt again for me, for your wonderful boyfriend? Yeah?” The way Keeho talked to you was so saccharine, you would be lying if you said it didn't make you hornier.

“Gonna squirt again for Kyo~” You gripped the white sheets, legs trembling from overstimulation. 

“Yeah you are, and you're going to let me cum inside,” Keeho's pace began to get uneven. You hummed a positive response, and felt as Keeho released his hot sperm in your cunt, painting your gummy pink walls white. The feeling brought you to your orgasm, once again ruining the bedsheets.

Keeho pulled out and plopped on the bed right next to your half-conscious form. “Did that feel good?”

“Mm…” You groaned, “Don't think ‘m gonna be able to walk for a month.”

“That's great, why don't we make it a year?”

hiii piwontober readers! day 4 has been added to the masterlist so please check @kissoulie ‘s fic out 💟 and a quick disclaimer: day 5 will be posted a few days late due to circumstances we can’t control but don’t worry it’ll be posted soon <3