HAN YOUTUBE LIVE (230214)

HAN YOUTUBE LIVE (230214)

I feel attacked

Vid. Cr. shybangchan on twitter

Whenever I think of Han it always goes back to that tiny ass waist of his, why is so grabbable but I'm not allowed to grab it??? Unfair... 😫 Basically I just wanna hold him to me by his waist and jerk him off with my other hand😊 please just one chance

no because i know this man knows the effect he has on you (and all of us) whenever he puts on clothes that accentuate his tiny, tiny waist. tight short-sleeves? sheer tops? loosely knitted sweaters? sign him UP.

jisung always wears them around you in hopes of making you lose your mind, in hopes of feeling your hands creep under the fabric and fondle the skin of his delicate waist whenever he's near you. and you always do.

you never miss the chance to place your hands there, to massage and run your hands over his soft stomach and hips and waist. and their smoothness never fails to make you horny, to wet your underwear with your own arousal in seconds.

and it takes you even less to sneak behind him on the couch as you watch a movie, grab his tiny, perfect waist, and bury your hands inside his pants.

“f-fuck”

all jisung can do is whine your name as you suck sweet little lovebites all over his neck, one hand tightly holding him at the jaist and the other jerking his already red, throbbing cock off.

you shiver at his whimpers, at his shakey breaths next to your ear when you run your thumb over his slit. the movie playing on the TV is long fogotten, its noises being covered by jisung's sweet sounds as you run your hand over his stomach, chest, nipples, just to slide back down to his waist when he starts moving and wiggling a little too much for your liking.

or, when you're having a shower together later in the evening. spreading bodywash all over his body almost always ends up with your hand on his dick, and the other squeezing his waist, and this time is no different. you look at jisung's scrunched up face in pleasure as you jerk him off in the shower, this time though, facing each other. you love staring at his handsome face falling apart because of you.

“stay still for me, hm? let me make you feel good.”

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wrote this one specifically for my bestie 🥺 aka @astraysimp (she’s seungmin’s wife!!!)

𝐭𝐰:𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐲 ; 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐢𝐯 𝐬𝐞𝐱 (𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭!!!) ; 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐦 ; 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 ; 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐞 ;

𝐰𝐜: 2,7 𝐤

𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐧𝐢

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The umpteenth ball of paper lands on you – this time hitting you right on top of your head. You lift your gaze to glare at your boyfriend, and let out an annoyed sigh. It’s a warning, but Seungmin doesn’t really catch what you’re trying to communicate to him, and throws another one at you, which falls right inside your cleavage.

“Seungmin!” you whisper-shout. The school library is practically deserted, yes, but one can never be too careful…

Your silly boyfriend just sits there and giggles, finding the whole situation funny. It’s kind of a game the two of you like to play from time to time – he annoys the shit out of you, you eventually snap and get upset at him, and he makes it up to you by giving you a couple of orgasms in a row. Not today, not now – you suppose, you’re in the college library.

“What?” he smirks, and throws another ball of paper which lands on the floor, a couple of inches behind you.

“Finals start next week,” you quirk an eyebrow at him toying with the pencil in your hand, pointing it right at him as if to scold him. “And you haven’t studied more than ten pages since we’ve arrived.”

“I don’t need to study. I pay attention in class, I’m not you – I just need to revise.”

You glare at him a second time, then shake your head and return to the paragraph you were previously reading before he interrupted you – multiple times. He seems to have finally read the room and eventually stops throwing paper balls at you, but something tells you he’s quite not done teasing you. You manage to read half a paragraph, when -

“Y/N…” he sing-songs, lolling his head to the side as he looks at you.

You lift your gaze a second time, “What is it now?” you sigh.

“I’m boooooored,” he chants, an annoying smirk on his face. Still, he looks incredibly cute.

“Let’s finish chapter four, then we can call it a day, hm?” you suggest, hoping he’d say yes – you really can’t afford to lose a day of study, not with how unprepared you are.

Seungmin snorts, wrinkling his nose, then takes out his phone from his pocket and opens a game app. You don’t comment on it – at least you’ll get to be able to finally finish reading the last paragraphs without any interruptions. Or so you thought, because less than five minutes later Seungmin interrupts you again, this time silently – you see out of the corner of your eye his hand, a pencil held tight between his slender fingers, and then… he’s doodling a penis on your book. He even adds a few wavy lines, which you suppose must represent pubic hair.

You lift your head to look at him, again, then let your pencil fall on the table as you cross your arms over your chest and rest your body against the seatback. “Really? A penis? What are you, twelve?” you raise your eyebrows at him.

He just smirks – then, another doodle, a vagina. “See?” he points at his artworks, “this is my penis and this is your vagina.”

You squint your eyes as you look at the two doodles. “It doesn’t look like your penis, though,” you comment.

Seungmin scoffs, “You have to use your imagination, y/n. This doesn’t look like your vagina either – yours is way prettier than this.”

“Thanks for the compliment, I guess,” you furrow your eyebrows, giggling.

“Hey, why didn’t you say my penis is prettier than this abomination of a drawing?” Seungmin chides you, and he sounds actually offended – he even places a hand on his chest to make the whole scene even more dramatic.

“Mhh… I don’t know,” you hum, taking a better look at the doodle, “this looks better, honestly.”

Seungmin gasps, looking at you with his eyebrow raised and eyes open wide. “Take that back,” he glares at you, “now.”

You hold back a giggle. “Why? It’s the truth,” you tease him.

Seungmin quirks an eyebrow at you and then – he stands up. He stands up in the middle of the room and you watch closely as he fidgets with the button of his jeans, undoing it relatively fast, before he unzips them.

“What do you think you’re doing?” you hiss, scanning the room with your eyes to double check you’re really alone.

“Seems like you’ve forgotten how good my penis actually looks. We can’t have that now, can we? You need to be reminded,” he explains, then hooks his fingers in the waistband of his boxers.

“Seungmin!” you gasp, widening your eyes, waving your hands in the air. “What are you doing, oh my God! We’re in a public place!”

He turns his head to his right, then to his left. “There’s nobody else here. We’re the only people here.”

You end up looking at his crotch and – “Seungmin, are you… are you hard?” you whisper-shout, looking at him absolutely shocked, mouth agape.

“I was bored,” Seungmin shrugs.

“I’m not following…”

 “So I doodled a penis on your book, and then a vagina – and then I started thinking about the last time my penis was inside your vagina and, well… here we are,” he points out as if it were a sensible explanation.

“Seungmin, you can’t whip your dick out in the library!” you scold him. However, you have to admit it sounds kind of tempting. Maybe it’s the risk of it all, but the more you think about it, the hotter it seems.

“Oh, come on, don’t tell me you don’t find it sexy,” then he leans in and speaks in a lower tone, “the idea of being here all alone… We could do anything we want, nobody will find out, ever.”

His words send a shiver down your spine and a tingle between your legs.

“But what… what if we get caught?” you look at him through your eyelashes with beautiful doe eyes, and Seungmin swears he can feel himself getting even harder – you just look so innocent, it drives him absolutely crazy.

“We won’t,” he assures you, “But if it makes you feel better, we can do it… against the shelves. If somebody walks in, we’ll just pretend we’re looking for a book.”

He seems to have given this a lot of thought – you wonder if he thought of this even the previous times you hung out at the library for your study dates. You have to admit, though, that the idea sounds intriguing. The risk of it all, the impatient Seungmin is clearly feeling right now, the way you’re feeling incredibly wanted and desired right now…

“Okay.”

The next thing you know, the palms of your hands are pressed against the wood of the bookshelf, the furthest from the library entrance and the closest to a wall – that way, you’ll be able to see if anyone walks in.

You feel Seungmin’s fingers toying with the hem of your dress, before you feel his hot breath on your skin as he whispers in your ear, “You’re driving me crazy – wearing a dress to our study date…” he places an openmouthed kiss behind the shell of your ear. “You did this on purpose, didn’t you?” You whimper when he squeezes your hip with his other hand. “Were you hoping for this, hm? You wanted to get fucked against the shelf, didn’t you?”

You kick your head back and part your lips when Seungmin’s fingers slip under your dress, brushing your bare thighs as his lips ghost the skin of your neck. At the same time, he’s grinding his hard-on on your ass – you can clearly distinguish the outline of his thick, hard dick sliding between your asscheeks. Seungmin lets out a huff once his fingers brush your panties.

“Lace,” he mutters, clenching his jaw. “You wore fucking lace to our study date. This just kind of proves my point, you know? You were hoping to get fucked,” he chuckles, biting on your earlobe as his fingers circle your clit over your underwear which, by now, is entirely soaked.

“Mhhh, maybe,” you smirk, biting your lower lip.

Seungmin grunts, hooking his fingers in your panties as he pulls them to the side, now being able to touch you properly without any barrier between your bodies. And then, his other hand lets go of your hip, and you hear him fidget with his pants once again, probably whipping out his dick from his boxers. You know you’ve guessed right when he lifts your dress the bare minimum, and then you feel his cockhead brushing the skin of your asscheek.

“Bend over, bub, just a little,” Seungmin instructs, nibbling your ear.

You close your eyes and hold back from letting out an obnoxiously desperate moan. After all, it’s not been that long since you’ve last had sex, a week or so, but right now it feels like an eternity – you’re desperate. And judging by how hard Seungmin’s dick currently is, he must be pretty desperate too. So you oblige diligently, arching your back just right, giving him a better access to your pussy. When his cockhead brushes your wet folds, you both hiss.

“You’re, like, crazy wet. You’re unreal, bub – unreal.”

Firmly holding his cock by the base, he lets his tip run your folds a couple of times, letting it kiss your clit with each movement, and a cocky grin spreads on his face when he feels your legs buckle slightly. He places a kiss on your shoulder as he applies the tiniest bit of pressure on your entrance – after making sure his cockhead is entirely coated in your wetness, naturally.

“Tell me you want it,” he mumbles, ready to push inside. His hand comes to rest on your hip once again, gripping your dress between his fingers.

“I want it,” you repeat word for word, and he bites on your shoulder, applying some more pressure until his tip finally slips inside of your hole, then he pulls out. He pushes back inside, then pulls out again. “Don’t tease,” you scold him.

He just chuckles, “okay then.”

Then, he pushes all of his length inside in one, painfully slow motion. Your legs shake a bit, and Seungmin cusses under his breath once he feels how tight you are – your hot walls hugging his thick, pulsating member perfectly. He’s still amazed at how you feel around him, even though you’ve fucked countless of times.

“Oh, Seungmin,” you whine once he’s balls deep inside of you. You feel incredibly full in the most delicious way – you’ll never get tired of having Seungmin’s cock inside of you.

“I know, bubs, I know. Feels so good, doesn’t it?” he huffs in your ear, squeezing his eyes when he feels your walls clench around him – the sensation is so overwhelming he might bust right here, right now. He has a feeling he won’t last long.

“Yeah, s’ good, Min,” you bite your lip, arching your back even more – he reaches a deeper spot inside of you, once that makes you shiver, goosebumps all over your arms and thighs.

He removes his other hand from under your dress, placing it on your other hip. Then, you feel him pull almost all the way out until only his cockhead is inside of you, before he thrusts back inside at a slow pace. He does it again. And again. And again, squeezing your hips tighter and tighter with every movement inside of you as sinful sounds escape from his throat.

“Your pussy ‘s making me feel all dizzy, bubs,” Seungmin mumbles in your ear, before biting on your earlobe once again, “never felt a better pussy.”

“Min, you literally never felt pussy in general before mine,” you giggle, but a much deeper and intense thrust makes you gasp.

“Buuuubs,” he whines in protest, but still chuckles, “you’re ruining my dirty talk!”

“Sorry, sorry, go on,” you lick your lips, swaying your hips back and forth to meet his thrusts.

Seungmin moves one of his hands to cup your breasts, groping and squeezing it as the pace of his movements increases a little – his breathing getting a bit more labored.

“You’re so wet, bubs, fucking drenched,” Seungmin grunts, his eyes rolling in the back of his skulls when his ears get filled with the squelching sounds your sweet pussy is making, “dripped all over my balls. I bet it’s even leaked on my pants,” he smirks.

“Min,” you moan, and you feel yourself getting red in the face – you love dirty talk, but you can’t help but get a little shy sometimes, especially when Seungmin says such explicit and filthy things, but you definitely love it.

“’M not gonna last, bubs,” he moans, hips moving faster as he pounds into you – the sounds of skin slapping on skin being muffled by your layers of clothing, “not with how good you feel.”

“It’s okay,” you reassure him, nodding as your hands grip the wooden shelf tighter until your knuckles turn white.

“Wanna get you off,” Seungmin moans, kissing your neck, occasionally licking your skin just to get a better taste as your perfume fills his nostrils. “Wanna give my bubs a good orgasm. You deserve it, you’re so good to me.”

The hand that’s groping your tit travels all the way to the hem of your dress, before it’s slipping under it once again – Seungmin’s fingers finding their place back on your clit, teasing your sweet bud over your panties, which provide the right amount of friction. He nearly loses control and busts his nut when you unexpectedly clench around him.

“Yeah, that’s right, fall apart on my cock,” Seungmin grunts, his nose ghosting the sensitive skin behind your ear as his fingers continue to stimulate your clitoris over your panties.

“Min, Min, feels good,” you whimper, feeling yourself getting even wetter than before, if possible. “Feels so good, Min.”

“Yeah? I bet it does,” he grunts, hips snapping to meet yours. “Gettin’ fucked in the library like a slut, you dirty girl. You love having my fingers teasing your pretty clit while I fuck you, huh?” he pants in your ear.

His fingers repeatedly brush your clit – up and down, fast, until you’re releasing around him. The only warning you give him is a choked sob – then, your whole body trembles, your legs shake, and your walls pulsate around his thick cock.

“Min, Min, oh-“ you chant, arching your back even more until you’re practically bent in half.

“Fuck, bubs, I’m com-“ he’s cut off my a moan, and before he can process what’s happening, he’s reaching his orgasm, releasing his load inside of you, filling you up to the brim. He bites on your shoulder to muffle the sounds that are threatening to fall from his lips and betray him as his whole body shakes from the intensity of his high. Then, once he’s sure he’s finished, he rests his forehead against your shoulders as you both catch your breath.

A sudden noise makes the both of you panic, and you exchange looks before quickly fixing yourselves and your clothes. Seungmin pulls out of you and puts your panties back in place as he tucks himself back in his boxers, zipping his pants back up. You wince at the feeling of his cum oozing out of your hole, staining and probably ruining your panties.

It smells terribly like sex in the library, and you both agree to just recollect your stuff and leave, calling it a day. As you’re putting your books in your backpack, Seungmin’s phone buzzes a couple of times.

“Who is it?” you ask him, not because you’re the controlling type – you’re just curious.

“My side chick,” he deadpans, then bursts into a laugh at the sight of your flabbergasted expression. “’M kidding, it’s the guys. They want to hang out at Jeongin’s tonight.”

“Oh, you’re going?”

“Nope,” he says, popping the ‘p’.

You frown. “Why not?” you ask him.

He puts his arm around his shoulder, leaning in to whisper in your ear – “You didn’t think I was done with you and your sweet pussy, did you? You’re in for a long night, bubs.”

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-> 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭! “𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧” 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝

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omfggggg this is so insanely good

devoted to you

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paring: bang chan × fem!reader

genre: smut

word count: 650 words / drabble!

content warning: smut, explicit sexual content, established relationship, sub!chan, pussy slapping, chan is actually a softie

a/c: this is an inside joke between me and my lovely @straykeedz. Iseul would love this ♡

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"Wanna be good for me, Channie?"

Chan is staring at you. Fondly, as usual. His eyes are a little watery, his gaze unsteady, fighting against the urge to look at your face and his need to please you. But it's hard, it's so hard, and he is fidgeting.

"Uh... I do, I- God, yes, I want to, but..."

"But what? Afraid to hurt me?"

You keep your eyes locked to his lips, chopped and trembling above you. You are naked in your bed. Your legs are parted and your lower half is lifted up by a pillow placed under your butt.

Chan gulps, his Adam's apple bobs, and you smile.

"I've never done this." he mutters, his voice does nothing to hide his nervousness.

He takes a look at your pussy, spread open for him by your own fingers, clit glistening with slick and puffy folds looking swollen and stretched even if he didn't do anything yet. The thought of him obeying to your order is enough.

"But I asked you to, didn't I. You would never disappoint me, right? You would never, because you are a good boy."

Chan gulps again. You raise your head to face him and to circle his neck with your hand, squeezing a little and bringing your lips to his ear. You suck his lobe into your mouth and he lets out a sweet moan.

"I am a good boy." he whispers, lowering his hand to your core with uncertainty. He cups your cunt with his callous palm and his warmth makes you dizzy with arousal.

"And what did I ask?" you puff on his neck, licking a fat portion of his skin and nibbling at it. He tastes salty and woody, and you start to get restless under him.

"To... slap you."

"To slap me where, Channie?".

His hand slides lightly on you, and his wrist brushes against your clit. You can hear the slick sound of his fingers getting soaked with your liquids, and his metal bracelets tingling above your mound.

"To slap your, uhm... to slap your pussy."

You clench around nothing at his words because God, he is so sweet, so innocent, so good for you. He did nothing in his life to remotely hurt you. And that's why you asked him, you want to know the extent of his devotion to you.

But you already know he would anything to you, to please you. He is yours, yours only.

"Slap it then, baby."

Chan sighs and he nuzzles his head into the crook of your neck, breathing sweetly on you while you feel the pressure of his hand leaving your pussy for a second. A thin string of slick is still connecting his fingers to your folds and your clit throbs in anticipation.

"I l-... I love you." he murmurs, kissing your shoulder, and he brings his hand down.

The slap is not hard, at all. The sound reverberates in the room because of how wet you are. The smack is humid and hot and, as his palm hits you, the tip of his index slightly penetrates your hole. You keen.

"Did I hurt-"

"Again."

The second one is harder, filthier, wetter. A gush of slick slips out of you and it makes his hand slide. You hiccup when the palm presses deliciously on your clit, and you just know that you can cum just from the sound of his fingers slapping your sopping cunt.

"Baby... love, is this okay?". Chan leaves a soft kiss on your cheek, and the contrast of what he is saying and what he is doing brings you almost to the edge.

"Harder." You order. His hand is now caressing your lips, spreading the insane amount of arousal down to your thighs.

"Are you sure?"

"Slap me till I cum. Good boy."

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