Blunt Decisions - B.SK

Blunt Decisions - B.SK

(M) Seungkwan didn't expect to be eating you out, he just expected to get high and then fall asleep.

W: mentions of cannabis, smoking, oral (female receiving), fingering, mentions of drug use

Seungkwan has many talents, some of which you haven't even explored yet, and others you've grown well acquainted to. Something that you did know, however, was that his surprising talent to roll up a blunt never failed to amaze you. His hands roam the thin paper, lining up the cured crop into a fine line. You watch in anticipation, the slight buzz you already have fueling your excitement.

"You wanna take the first hit baby?" The words just leave his mouth but your hands are already on the blunt he's passing your way. Seungkwan let's out an amused laugh and lights the flame, holding it up to the end of the drug. The light disappears and you are inhaling the smoke. It burns the back of your throat and you hold your breath, letting the cannabis sink in. Seungkwan grabs it from your hands eagerly and takes his own hit, holding the blunt away from his face as he blows the smoke into the room. You let out the breath and feel your head spin. You and Seungkwan repeat this cycle, until you're left with ashes in your hand instead of a blunt. He's staring at the ceiling humming to himself, and you're staring at him do so, your lids sagged.

"Y/N the ceiling makes me feel hungry, look at it." Seungkwan's words are as slow as they are fast and you look at the ceiling. It's just white paint, but soon you start to envision images as you think about Seungkwan's words, mentioning his hunger. You imagine it, Seungkwan between your thighs, focusing all of his attention on your womanhood. You moan as you feel a shudder run through you, causing Seungkwan to turn in confusion.

"Babe, are you horny? Did the ceiling make you horny?" He's chuckling at rapid speed, almost losing his breath laughing at the thought of the roof above your head being arousing. You shake your head and spread either leg from side to side. He stops laughing and stares, gulping down saliva at the sight of your womanhood seeping through your shorts.

"I need you to eat me out." You say it with utmost lust, feeling a rush of thrill as you pull your shorts off your legs. Seungkwan is already on the floor in front of you, pushing you against the wall. His hands rush towards your soaked panties and he smiles excitedly, pulling them away from your body. You let out a whimper as his fingers massage the slickness between your lips, finding your entrance after traveling further down. His fingers push forward and they move sloppily, his marijuana induced buzz lowering his performance and his intuition. You should have prepped each other, but the childish excitement cuts off all judgement and you just want to cum on his face. Seungkwan's fingers leave you and he licks at them hastily, laying his face in front of your womanhood.

"I've never done this before, but I've always wanted to taste your pretty pussy baby." His words turn you on even more and you whine as his tongue roams around your lips. He struggles, coming back for air every fifteen seconds as he desperately searches for your clit. You almost lose hope but with a swipe of his upper lip your body jolts, and you whimper. You feel him smirk, a low chuckle escaping into the air. His hands grip either of your thighs and he goes to town on you, giving his all to make you cum. Seungkwan gasps and catches his breath, before diving in again. His button nose pushes against you and his cheeks are getting soaked in his own saliva and your arousal. The time is moving in directions you don't know, and soon you find yourself on the verge of orgasm.

"Fuck, Seungkwan-" You cut yourself off as his tongue flicks at your clit mercilessly, a scream leaving your mouth as you say his name.

"Cum baby girl, cum on my face." His words vibrate against your pussy and you cry out, clenching around nothing as you reach your high. He makes sure to get as much of your cum in his mouth, savoring the flavor that is the love of his life. You chuckle as you come down from your high, your legs going limp around his head.

"I can't believe you did that. For the first time, it was quite amazing." You say, and he pulls himself upward and kisses you, your lips connecting sloppily.

"I'll make sure to treat you even better when I'm sober. Now, look what you did." He speaks and you glance down at his raging hard on, almost threatening to rip through the fabric. You giggle and lean down, grabbing the outline with your hand.

"Lean back baby."

This absolute masterpiece of a writing has sadly ruined dirty talk for me. If they don't call my body a landscape painted in the envy of the gods then I dont think sex is going to happen.

I was so blushy reading this and semi-yelled "WHY HE SO ELOQUENTLY SPOKEN THO"

Of Silver Tongues and Golden Days

(originally posted by @ageekofart, gifsearch didn’t work)

Pairing: ReaderxDK (female reader)

Rating: NC-17

Genre: Smut

Wordcount: 3.1K

oral, body worship, college setting, professor/student relationship

extended version of the professor!seokmin lapslock thought. i fell in love w/the concept and just had to expand on it. i may or may not have ideas for more of these in the future. 

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THATS WHAT I SAID

me: nct johnny is the biological replication of ko jiyong from the ancient boy group sechskies

them: prove it

me:

them: holy shit

Bunny

Word Count: 1612

You loved these sorts of days. You loved when you could tell that Seungkwan was needy and whiny. He tried his hardest to hide that he was feeling desperate but you could still tell. He was looking at you and staring at you all day. He was cuddled up to you as close as he could get on the couch, his hands were restless, rubbing and squeezing your thighs absentmindedly. As the couple on the drama you were watching kissed he gave you a pout with the sweetest puppy dog eyes he could.

You glanced at him. “Do you need something, Kwannie?”

“N-No,” he muttered, his face blushing pink. He always got so shy when he was needy, never saying just what he wanted. He just hoped he could get you worked up so you wanted it to. 

The scene on the TV got steamier and Seungkwan let out a tiny whimper. You glanced at him to find him blushing and shifting in his seat, trying to get comfortable. His desperation was too sweet. You could tell that he was almost too distracted to watch the drama anymore, he was biting down on his lip and his hand squeezed your thigh and his other gripped the couch tightly, trying not to touch himself.

“Are you sure you don’t want anything, bunny?” 

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im curious - what else is on the discourse board? is it like bingo?

tag yourself I’m “is lucien lachance fuckable”

answer: yes

I'm honestly so fucking devastated my heart is scREAMING

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