Making Yourself Cum On Chan's Arm

Making yourself cum on Chan's arm

GENRE: smut, snark, idk arm kink?

WORD COUNT: 2223

Author’s Note (Co-curator Tortoise): This image has been living in my head rent free ever since they posted it. It is my lockscreen for heavens sake!! I have been imagining riding his arm EVERY DAY and it's just not healthy at this point. If you are like me, welcome, please leave a message so we can descend into madness together.

WARNINGS: rated M (minors do not engage!), masturbation, petting

„Oh my fucking GOD!“, you exclaim while staring at your phone. Luckily, no one is around, so you do not have to share the cause for your excitement – and despair. Chan has just posted a selfie with Changbin in the group chat “zoo and keeper 💪🐺🐰” between you three and Changbin’s girlfriend.

“Had a good set today~” was the accompanying text.

“Why would he do this to me”, you are absolutely stunned, while also knowing for sure that he has no idea what such a picture would do to you, seeing as you are simply the boys’ flatmate.

You wish you were more than that, so you could write something like Changbin’s girlfriend: “Tell Changbin I need him at my place urgently – it’s for sex reasons.”

You snort and think: “Same, girl. But we can’t all have fit as fuck boyfriends. Some of us have to suffer as singles while living with a perfectly eligible bachelor.”

However, you write: “EEEEWWWW, did NOT need to know this, will purge this from my memory in 3 – 2 – 1 – hey Changbin I have a weird feeling I won’t be seeing you around tonight so don’t forget to put the bins out tomorrow!!”

The ensuing snark in the chat has you grinning and helps you push The Picture out of your mind. It’s late in the afternoon on a Saturday so you decide to live it up and watch a Netflix documentary about some murder cult to distract yourself further. It works, but not for long, because inevitably Chan comes home, all by his lonesome and handsome self.

“Hey, what are we watching?”, he asks, flopping down on the sofa next to you once he has deposited his gym bag in his room. You risk a quick glance at him. Yep, still slightly wet hair from his shower, arms still pumped, veins still popping. God is testing you today.

“People being murdery”, you gesture vaguely at your glass and Chan helpfully reaches over to hand it to you. “Thanks.”

Your fingers brush his wonderfully warm skin and you take a breath and another peek. You notice something on his left hand and – damn it, damn yourself for not resisting – you grasp it lightly to take a closer look. His large hands are calloused, but surprisingly soft. You already knew that and you shamelessly relish the chance of touching him now under the guise of checking out the raw spot on his palm.

“And how did that happen?”, you wonder, “I thought you had callouses for dayyyys”, you stretch the sound while standing up to get some ointment.

“Ah, yeah”, he says shyly, rubbing his head, shouting after you, “you knaur, I guess I didn’t put my straps on properly.”

“Heh, strap-on”, you tease automatically as you walk back, cream in hand. You open the tube and put a pea-sized portion on his reddened skin. “Would’ve thought that makes you raw in other areas.”

“Oh my gosh, YN”, he laughs, letting his head fall back against the couch, then looking up cheekily, “I guess it depends how you use it?”

You huff a laugh, focusing on gently rubbing in the cream – fuck, you love doing this. You try not to make it last too long or be too sensual, but you cannot help but enjoy the texture of his skin under your fingers. You draw little circles on the redness, then use the cream to slightly push into the surrounding muscles of his hand as well.

“I’m not sure you know how to use a strap-on properly then! Best stick to the straps you know – and come find me if your callouses get defeated by your recklessness again.”

You pretend as if you want to get rid of the last bits of cream and travel your fingers up his sleeveless underarm, cruising his prominent veins for a few seconds. Then you quickly pull back and look at the TV screen again. Your fingers are warm from where you touched Chan’s arm, and you have to clench your hand to get rid of the tingly feeling in them. You brush your lips with the same hand that just touched Chan in a nervous tic, which only serves to make you even more nervous when you notice what you are doing and that Chan is still watching you. You pull your hand away from your mouth immediately.

“What?”, you ask, trying to play it cool, because obviously there is nothing to get all bothered by.

“Thanks”, he says simply, with a wide, happy smile. You feel like you could turn into putty when he smiles this way and you yearn to be moulded into something new by him. How dare his mouth and arms work in tandem like that? You try to save yourself by dialling up the drama in your voice:

“Ugh, it’s alright, I guess, all in a day’s work for a saint like me. I do accept alms in the form of chocolate and cash” – and cock, you add in your head, which makes you roll your eyes at yourself and back at the TV but you do catch a glimpse of Chan licking his lips before replying:

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

And you could bicker further, but his low voice took on a weird tone (playful, but sexy? Suggestive? Oh, lord!) and you have literally no spoons left to contain your horniness, so you try to ignore the gorgeous presence next to you and focus on murder.

Four hours later you wake up, with a weight on you in unfamiliar places. You have somehow managed to partly drape yourself over Chan –you are spooning into him, holding his left arm hostage like your favourite plushie. His t-shirt is wet where you drooled on him, his head is resting above you. You are surprised to find him asleep, considering his insomniac tendencies.

Still quite dazed, you relish the feeling of his upper arm and side against your body. You lie there, just existing, enjoying this fleeting moment, listening to Chan’s calm breaths, the beating of his heart that you could swear you can feel from where his muscular arm is pressed against you.

When he moves in his sleep, you unwillingly relent your grip. Better to let him turn freely than wake him up. But he doesn’t move away – at least, not the way you expected. He grumbles, flexing his biceps as he slides his arm down. His arm is now lying between you and him, his hand is resting on your thigh, which you have tucked up against you, turning you into a little croissant.

On instinct, you slightly open your legs to let his hand in. You wonder what the hell you are doing. He hooks his hand between your thighs. You wonder what the hell HE is doing. Chan pulls you closer with an ease that both delights and disgusts you in the best possible way. You don’t breathe. He doesn’t let go. His hand is now nicely sandwiched between your legs. His fingers squeeze the meaty part of your thigh, tantalizingly close to your pussy. You lift your head, trying to look in his face. Is he still asleep? Are you his plushie now? Have you died and gone to heaven?

He seems peacefully asleep and you lie back down carefully. You are now much closer to him. You feel hot and a bit shivery. His fingers continue to flex in obviously involuntary movements, his synapses firing in deep sleep. Your eyes drift shut with pleasure.

It feels good. His touch, his proximity, this entire situation. You are taut as a bowstring from excitement. You experimentally touch Chan’s upper arm again, holding on, gently stroking the exposed skin with your thumb. He is so soft and his muscles so thick you could sink your teeth into them.  

With the smallest gasp, you cannot help but roll your hips into his hand, very carefully, to cause that sweet friction you have been denied so far. Lightning strikes through your clit into your stomach.

“Oh shit”, you think, “oh shit, I shouldn’t have done that.”

Because you cannot stop yourself now. Chan’s heady closeness, his smell, his warmth, his fingers and now your own naughty movement have pushed you over an edge and you have to keep rolling, rocking yourself into him. You try to hold back, to be as soft as you can. You make a keening sound, nearly inaudible. You feel like you are being set on fire.

And then Chan turns over and captures you tightly. He rotates the arm between your legs so his hand is splayed on your arse cheek, holding on. His other arm comes down on your other side. He hovers over you, his elbows propping him up while his free hand snakes under your head to grab you in the nape of your neck. You cannot escape from the tight space he has created.

You suck in a shocked breath, your eyes snap open. His face is so close. Before you can move or say anything, try to explain yourself, he grins down at you.

“I knew you liked my arms, YN”, his voice is hoarse and quiet, laced with satisfaction, “I just didn’t know you liked them that much.”

“I’m so sorry”, you say with a panicked look on your face, trying to squirm out of his grasp, “I didn’t think…I didn’t mean to…”

Chan neither lets you finish your sentence nor continue your futile struggle against the virtual wall he has created with his body. He flexes the arm between your legs up against your crotch, squeezing your bum tightly.

“Fffuuuhhck”, you let out a broken moan from the sudden stimulation and your eyes drift shut again. This is what you needed. All the little movements you dared to make before cannot compare in any way to this. Chan’s large hand on your neck squeezes slightly.

“I like it when you swear”, Chan says, looking down at you, relenting the pressure of his arm and then pushing in again, making you gasp, bucking your hips, “and I like it when you use me. So, go on, YN…use me.”

You decide that this is the most realistic sex dream you ever had and to just fucking go with it. You pull Chan’s head down to cover his plump lips with soft kisses. He opens his mouth for you and it feels like he is ready to devour you. When his tongue touches yours for the first time, you feel like you might cum on the spot. His lips and tongue seem to tease you, promising more pleasure.

Your other hand grabs his arm, feeling his magnificent muscles straining to give you as much friction as you need. You start riding his arm slowly but with strength behind every roll of your hips.

“Come on, YN, I can take it.”

It’s dizzying. You pick up your pace, and soon there is no rhythm to your movements anymore, just plain wanton need to feel more. You are moaning into his mouth as he lets his tongue play with yours.

“That’s right, just like that. You have been holding back for so long, being all proper with me, I am so glad you are finally letting loose, you look fucking beautiful, my little princess.”

His low voice, his self-assured tone is driving you closer to your peak, and Chan can tell by your frantic movements and sounds. He kisses your lips, down your jaw. He squeezes your arse and your nape as he growls into your ear: “Keep going, baby girl. Cum on me.”

Yes, this is what you needed.

With a throaty moan you press your wet pussy against his strong underarm and ride out your orgasm, whimpering nonsense. Chan leans his forehead against yours, whispering how sexy you are while you spasm under him.

After what feels like millenia, you go limp. You are breathing hard, still making little noises as you come down from your high.

“Oh, fuck me, oh, that was so good”, you gasp.

Chan lies down next to you and pulls you in tight. He nuzzles your neck and you can feel his grin.

“Yeah? I think so too. Very hot. I especially liked it when you said I am your own personal Adonis.”

You groan and hide your face in your hands.

“I did say that didn’t I?! This is all the fault of. That. Picture.”

You turn around and accentuate your words with pinches to his shoulder and biceps. Chan laughs and catches your hand before it can pinch any further, kissing your fingers.

“You knaur, I never thought this would happen, but I am very happy it did”, he turns a little serious and looks into your eyes intently. “I think you are really cool and hot. And I would like to do this again. Maybe you will find some other parts of me even more enjoyable.”

You cock an eyebrow, making a show of looking him up and down.

“Hm, you think so, do you? Well, you muscular, arrogant, delectable, little shit, I will be the judge of that!”

And with that you attack his lips and push your hand down his pants to reward him for his existence in general and the orgasm he gifted you in particular.

i'm having suicide thoughts and insomnia so i came to tumblr so i could relax and i just saw a post that talks about txt dick size so here's my contribution.

bigger

soobin: i'm sure you've already seen his dick marking his pants at least once or twice so you know what i mean. it's big and it's common sense. also that shy-boy image doesn't trick me, he's a fuckboy under the blankets.

hueningkai: oh that boy. his body proportion talks by itself. he's not only big but thick as well, i bet he has the prettiest dick on txt. his heritage also contribute to his size because god bless that dna. probably doesn't know how to use it.

taehyun: also big but not a monster cock. it's cute and straight when hard. all that attitude screams big dick energy you can't tell me otherwise, he's hot and he knows and i bet that cock could make a disaster if he wanted.

yeonjun: poor baby i'm so sorry. i think he's kinda long but not thick enough, but that doesn't matter cause he's yeonjun by the way :D bet he can use his hands and mouth to compensate. dick isn't everything when you can't use it, isn't it?

beomgyu: same as yeonjun but he's medium and thin. i'm sorry but that's the truth. not my favorite type of dick but some of you may like so i'm not judging people's taste. it fits perfectly on your mouth though. tiny dicks matters too!

smaller

Hard thought: needy Hanji coming home after the tour and just getting fucking pussy drunk because he missed you sm. Gotta throw in a bit of hand holding tho, I’m a firm believer that he holds hands while he fucks

@chvnnie @spilledtee where y'all at

firstly im sorry im getting to this late, eep but yes omg, i will keep repeating this pussy drunk jisung is a damn concept and i need more of it.

the way he'd actually be so needy when he sees you, covering you with kisses and whispering how much he missed you during the door, backing your body up with his own against the wall, before pulling you to the couch, not wanting to go to the bed, coz too far away.

your clothes are off in a matter of minutes if not seconds, leaving you in your underwear, with you under him, his body pushed up lightly against yours, but his hips bucking into you, a moan leaving your lips when he does so. "such a tease as always. i thought you missed me, ji," you smirk, making him bend lower, so he's now facing your stomach, his fingers dancing along your inner thighs, he can feel you shivering under him. "yes, i did. but don't think that's going to stop me from teasing you, bean."

he's already had your panties pushed to the side, not bothering to remove it off your body at all, that's how needy he is. his fingers tease your slit, moving upward and down, just to get that small gasp that you always let out when he does that. his free hand reaches for yours, his fingers tangling with your own as he leans closer to your clit, his tongue leaving kitten licks to it.

"already so wet, and i just started touching you," he'd mumble against your skin, before giving your slit a single lick, his nose nuzzling your clit, and you inch back, already feeling close. "baby, not yet. you can't let go yet, i just got here. i'm making you come for a long, long time, and you're going to take it, like my precious bean that you are."

Peaches

Pairing: Seo Changbin x Fem!Reader

Genre: (shameless) Smut

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: dom!changbin, meanie changbin?, size kink is a must, some sprinkles of dumbification and dacryphilia, it's 8 in the morning please don't hunt me if I missed anything

Synopsys: Changbin loves to take care of you. With a price, of course.

Notes: Yes (at the end)

If there was anything Changbin found unintentional humor in, it was you chasing your own pleasure. He wasn't trying to be mean in particular, unless the situation called for it at least, but he couldn't hold his smirk back whenever you pushed your hands against his defined chest, holding him down to some degree, and draw your hips against his in a manner he found somewhat desperate.

It almost always started the same, with you trying to find somewhat of a comfortable rhythm, along with some comments on just how big he felt inside you, and then slowly clawing at your own sanity as your own actions overwhelmed you bit by bit. And again, while being mean or cruel was not on his agenda usually, he couldn’t help but put his hands behind his head, which made him look even bigger as if he wasn’t deliciously broad already, and watch you with curious and hungry eyes along with a smile on his face.

On one hand, he was proud, boastful even, that he was able to bring you to tears of frustration while doing absolutely nothing in particular, maybe giving a couple kisses or squeezes here and there at most. This made him want to give in to the temptation and tease you into fully crying; he wanted to lean on this mean side a little, almost wishing to start laughing and taunting you with vulgar words. On the other hand, however, his loving side took over anything else that clouded his mind, and he wanted nothing more than pulling you down for an amorous kiss before taking control.

Sometimes however, like tonight, he found no harm in finding the middle ground.

He found himself in that position again upper body resting a bit high against the countless pillows on your bed, hands joined behind his head, eyes wandering over your body as your whimpers slowly turned into small hiccups all while your body burned; face and chest from frustration, legs and arms from tiredness, and your core with continuous attempts of chasing your high.

“B-Binnie… I can’t, I can’t!” You came to a full stop slowly, removing your hands from his chest to wipe away your tears. He raised an eyebrow at you briefly, humming in curiosity for you to go on. You, however, could only bring more tears onto the table and Changbin felt almost sick for enjoying this every single time.

“You can’t what, baby? Can’t finish what you started?” He removed one of his hands from where it rest between his head and the pillow to bring it to your cheek, wiping the fresh drops away for you. “What, my baby can’t even use me properly to get off? Or are you becoming so insatiable that letting you use my cock isn’t enough for you? Do I need to fuck that tight little pussy until you can’t think anymore?”

A pathetic whine of his name was all you could muster for a reply, which prompted him to continue his little game as his other hand too joined the mix and began caressing your shaking legs. “Look at you, you were too excited about riding me not too long ago and you’re saying you can’t now?”

“I can’t, I…” With new teardrops falling onto his thumb, Changbin couldn’t help but coo at your miserable state before pulling you down. Maybe in another light, the way he wrapped his arms around you and held your head close to plant his doll lips on yours would be sweet. Only maybe, as he did not keep his mouth shut afterwards.

“You wanna let me do the work baby, hm?” Another kiss, almost deceivingly endearing. “Tell you what, I’ll give it to you nice and slow so you can rest a little bit, yeah? You wanna lay back and relax for me or do you wanna stay where you are?”

His hand on your cheek now brushed your messy locks away from your face to see the gears in your head turning. “Bed, please.”

“Such a nice little princess for me,” Giving a small kiss to the tip of your nose, for your cute manners of course, Changbin slowly sat up from where he laid and helped remove you from his cock as gently as he could. Ever the gentleman, he adjusted the pillows a little bit before he moved to lay you down. His lips touched and further burned any inch of your skin they could reach. He was especially fond of your neck once he made sure you were comfortable, for he buried his face in there to cover it with heavenly licks and nips. That, however, distracted you from his other hand that slowly slithered onto your core, three of his fingers dancing along your folds before they inevitably found your swollen clit. With a surprised moan you couldn’t believe just how much you missed the feeling of his fingers teasing your wet nub, or why you didn’t think of asking him to do it before or even doing it yourself. But not him, he never forgot.

“Yeah, just like that. Feels so much better already yeah? Do you wanna make a mess on my fingers baby?” He was on the brink of losing himself in the pleasure, almost there. With his face pressed against your neck, his tongue wickedly lapping at the skin before inhaling deeply, he was sure that he wanted to be lost in you.

“No,” Moan after moan left your lips as his fingers kept on playing with your puffy clit. “I want your…”

“My what, angel?” One last act of menace wouldn’t hurt, he thought to himself. “Not my fingers?” You shook your head. “My mouth then?” Once again shaking your head, a bit harder this time. “How about my thigh then, hm?” He couldn’t help his smirk this time.

“No, no!” It was almost too much for you, it seemed from the way you shut your eyes tightly and buried your head deeper into the soft pillows. And Changbin, once again, almost felt sick for enjoying this.

“Hmm, then maybe this,” Your eyes shot back open to find him, now, hovering over you with both hands firmly grasping the pillows as you felt his hard girth intrude into your aching walls, pushing in slowly, inch by delicious inch. Whatever mood he was in, whatever act he had going on, it was all put in a halt as he soaked in the feeling of you once again. Warm, wet to the point of sopping. Tight, oh so devilishly tight. How were you even real, he did not know. How could you feel like this when you had already been jumping and humping on his cock like a mad bunny in heat before, he did not know.

It was your choked sob that brought him out of his trance, anchored him back to the present. Almost as if he ascended to the galaxy momentarily there, the sound of your whimpers and the feeling of your hands weakly holding onto his forearms put him back into reality. He collected his thoughts before a groan made its way out of his throat, hands soon retreating back onto your body, onto your hips, as he rested on his knees to stand tall.

God, the things he would do to you.

Notes: it's me you dipshits. I unfortunately lost my tag list document so I'll be tagging the people who I definitely remember being there (plus my dearie @lotus-dly for this one since you asked me to do so when we talked about this if i remember correctly?). Feel free to remind me if you were on my tag list.

Tag List: @hyunee1 @h0neydewmoon @lix-ables @starlostseungmin @ppiri-bahng

nsfw alphabet with soobin /

rating: explicit

an: this is more so focused on him/what he likes as opposed to the reader! gender neutral reader to the best of my abilities as always though

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based on astrology analysis

in general

dom!/switch

he’ll usually have a playful seductive approach. he can be very expressive and seductive in a way that he’s like a light switch or a lighted match. his words are very sensual and pleasurable, his partner may really attain a voice kink bc of him. in bed he can be dominant or have an aura of dominance (which isn’t degrading). his mars in aquarius displays the need for creativity and arousal from experimenting new things. he can also be detached, most of the arosual may be provided physically or through sweet dirty talk (due to taurus in moon, aquarius aspects + pisces in mercury) and his type of dirty talk may include a lot of mental arousal, take things step by step, or he might tell his partner the most kinkiest shit. but usually, sex can be very energetic and diverse.

kinks?

praise kink, pisces placements + his aries asc loves feedback, especially if its postive (which creates a boost to his ego, may find it useful to do more of whatever his partner is liking)

breast play/oral fixations, may like using toys or using them on his partner. he may also like performing oral on his partner. some aspects in his chart point to him indulging in female characteristics, whether it is his partner or his own.

phone sex, a strong conversation can turn into kinky dirty talk (aquarius mostly overrules his sexual intentions) while pisces in venus can give into how strong emotions persuade his impulsiveness in sex

pinning, very much into such control

make-up sex, such conflicts can happen in which may “agree to disagree” or understand the difference of his partner; a remedy of this can be by “talking things through” and some sweet passionate sex (things can get pretty heated though 😅)

face caressing, very open to emotional expression which can be expressed physically

endogenous zones, calves & ankles

threesome?? if he hasn’t done it, he had probably thought of it a couple of times already (he is an aquarius with aquatic intentions in mars)

pornos, likes the idea of watching sex (feelings are detached)

use of various toys, again, aquarius traits