Heaven And Back

heaven and back

pairing: soft dom!yeonjun/sub!afab reader

summary: you and your friend yeonjun get high and decide to try something new :)

warnings: drug use (weed), mutual masturbation, oral sex (f. recieving), corruption kink maybe?, use of color system, squirting, overstimulation (but really only bc everything is overstimulating when ur high HAHA)

word count: 2k

a/n: i love yeonjun and weed <3

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[s] «9:46» txt choi line - climax scenarios; how they like to finish.

warnings: (dom!yeonjun, sub!soobin, dom!beomgyu) x fem!reader. unprotected sexual intercourse (you know da rules!), creampie, implied multiple orgasms, overstim, rough sex, choking, bondage (restraints, gagging, blindfolding), mazophilia (breast fetishism) with soobin duh, corruption kink, degradation, praise, dacryphilia, squirting, cursing, dirty talk, all the scenarios contain fluffy moments. 🐇- this was barely proof read, but enjoy :]

c.yj- yeonjun likes to finish with a single, purposefully hard, thrust. he wants to make sure he gets his load deep as possible, and wants it to stay there. oh, and he’s yj, so naturally its all very dramatic and intense. heh.

tears begin to mix with the sweat on your face as you struggle to withstand the feral force and speed of yeonjun’s throbbing member in, out, in, out of your spent core.

your moans come out more like choked up sobbing as your voice could barely push passed the gag tied around your head.

“nghh-ahh. ffuuuhghk-y-yeonnie”, you croaked. voice demolished, sore and scratchy.

“you can take it, i know you can. you’ve been my perfect little play-thing all night. you can hold on for a while longer…. mmhm~ more. just a little more, baby,” he purred, pressing a few feathery kisses to your forehead, nose and cheeks. yeonjun’s sweet gestures bear a stark contrast to the way he was handling the rest of you.

you’re entire body was on edge after having your boyfriend toy with you for hours on end, pulling orgasm after orgasm out of you as you laid helplessly sprawled out beneath him.

but now, it was finally his turn to get off, and your fucked out, cock-drunk mumbling was only pushing him dangerously close to the edge of an intense release. you hadn’t anything left to give, but yeonjun was relentlessly persistent.

your burnt-out, ruined, brain cursed itself for agreeing to be blindfolded and bound to the bed. oh, what you’d give to at least see and touch him as he raced towards his mind numbing climax. your other senses were heightened from the bondage at first, surely, but after the things he did to you… the way he played with you, had his way with you, your senses were pretty much melted into mush.

“still so wet, angel… gonna fucking make me cum,” he grunted, burying all eight inches deep into you with every thrust, his face moving to nestle into your neck. “and you’re gonna take it all inside you like the good little girl you are, understood? … take it, take it. take. it. FUCK!”

you whined between heaving for breath, chest rapidly rising and falling as you writhed in place. the skin on your wrists and ankles were beginning to rub raw against the restraints, but all you could focus on was mindlessly bucking your hips towards his like an animal in heat. you felt the soaked sheets under you as you continued leaking and pooling at your center.

without stopping his movements, you felt him tug the gag from your mouth, your blindfold followed soon after. “fuck, let me see how perfect you look when you take my cum,” he utters, as your vision readjusts it’s focus on him, yeonjun’s messy hair hanging almost low enough to cover the searing gaze from his deep brown eyes. all you want to do is rake your fingers through his silky locks, ball your fingers into fists and tug firm and hard, just the way he likes. but you can’t. instead you lay there shaking, begging for him to cum.

and so, he does as you ask.

one of his hands find it’s slot around your neck, squeezing the sides tightly, watching the intensity drain from your face, your eyes glazing over. his other hand reached above you, bracing onto the headboard as his eyes rolled back, jaw slackening as his mouth fell open with a gasp of your name. his rhythm began to falter more and more until he finally shattered, slamming the last, hard, deep, climactic thrust into you, releasing everything that was promised to you. “you belong to me.”

c.sb- soobin likes to finish with you on top, so that you have the control to overstimulate him if you wanted to. he has plenty of dirty secrets, but the main one is that he thrives for the sensation of being used while he’s still extra sensitive, but the poor baby just can’t do it on his own accord :( he prefers for the cum to be tortured out of his dick by someone else. that someone is you.

“c-close… so close~ y/n!” soobin whined as his head knocked back, craning his neck to reveal the pretty pink and purple bruises dotted across it and trailing down his chest.

you giggled at the sight, pressing your palms into the pillow on either side of his head, caging him in, positioning yourself to gain more leverage. you bounced up and down his impressive shaft at a faster pace, humming at the way he stretched your hole so effortlessly. “don’t you dare cum yet, binnie… this time you promised not to cum before i do, remember?” you cooed, ignoring the burning in your thigh muscles to focus on draining the soul from your -already very fucked out- boyfriend. truthfully, you knew he wasn’t going to last much longer at all. his flushed cheeks, pained expressions and crescendoing, sob-like moans gave him all away.

“ah~ slow down! y/n please, or i’m-“

“or what? prettyboy’s gonna cum? gonna make a big sticky mess inside me?”

“fuck, yes… please,” he muttered into the humid air, sweat beading on his forehead. you felt his large shaky hands palm at your soft ass harder as you rode the life out of him, a louder moan slipped passed your lips as you felt your own climax brewing at your core. it took everything in you to shake away the temptation to just use his thick cock to cum on the spot, but you had to finish what you started.

an idea sparked in your head and it has you leaning forward to get nearer to him, but instead of laying flat to his chest, or kissing his swollen lips, you take one of your breasts and let his already agape mouth latch on to it. he let out a desperate whine while sucking and lapping you up, nibbling the firm nub between his teeth. you knew that soobin had a not-so-secret, perverted obsession with your chest; never missing how he’d always sneak a glance at your cleavage, mid conversation… or how he’d instinctively grope and massage them when making out with you… or how some of your bras ‘mysteriously’ go missing after he visits you… or how, out of all the lewd pictures you’ve sent him, you noticed he only kept the ones of your chest in his “favorites” folder.

the list of evidence could stretch for miles.

so, it was no surprise that as soon as he was getting fucked with one of your tits in his mouth, while his free hand squished the other, he was done for. he squirmed under you, eyes clamped shut as he rutted thick ropes of cum into you, the vibrations of his moaning and groaning sent tingles from your areola to your clit.

“oh binnie, did that feel good? you’re so easy,” you taunt, continually grinding your hips even after he rode out his high. his eyebrows knit together and his head shakes once he notices you haven’t stopped moving, the obscenely wet sounds of soobin’s cum being stirred around inside you was egging you on to get yourself off too.

he detached from your chest with a slurp, a tiny drop of drool at the corner of his mouth. the scene before you almost made you cum then and there. “y/n, i already came…. ‘s gonna hurt if you don’t - if you… agh fuck!” he cursed, you felt his whole body curling into you in small bursts, but his post- orgasm weakness left him pinned under you, a whiny mess, forced to take the excess stimulation as you chased your release. what he didn’t mention out loud was how much he was thriving on the feeling of testing his limits, his second release creeping slowly up his centre. his teary eyes focused on your bouncing tits once more, a new wave of warmth settles into his cheeks while he feels himself get fully erect again despite the pain.

“y/n… please c-cum. please~ ‘m sensitive. can’t take anymore,” soobin whimpered, absentmindedly bucking his hips up now, his body betraying his own words.

“awe, i know... you just… feel so fucking good, binnie~ you know i can’t stop until i cum too.”

c.bg- beomgyu likes to finish in the messiest ways possible because he lives for seeing your pretty eyes peering up at him as he completely corrupts your sweet, innocent outward appearance, ruining you for anyone else. i feel like he’s also the type to go for shorter rounds but like there’s just… so many rounds. in summary, there’s cum everywhere. bloop.

“look at me, show me those pretty eyes, slut… fuck yeah, just like that,” beomgyu grunted, rolling his hips into you sloppily, chasing after his third orgasm of the night.

you were dazed, struggling to recover from your own climaxes, body too spent to do very much, other that just laying there, sticky with the evidence on his previous releases on your chest and stomach, watching as beomgyu wrecks your sore cunt. “gyu please, i-… beom- beomgyu!” you squealed as he sped up, both his hands that grip the back of your thighs press forward, effectively folding you in half. tears spill from your eyes from the overwhelming pain and pleasure of everything he was doing to you, feeling all the muscles in your body giving out under his movements.

“you crying? what was all that boldness over text for, huh? you knew i’d put you in your place when i saw you,” he growled. “do your friends know that y/n, the perfect little goodie two-shoes lets me fuck however i want?”

“no! please please please,” you begged, not even sure what for.

“i told you not to test me, angel. now look what you made me do to you,” he cooed, faking sympathy with a sinister grin tugging the corner of his lips. “dumb little whore. what if i give you something to really cry for, hm? should i? look at me when i’m talking to you.”

he leaned down to kiss at the rivers of tears on your face, licking his lips after pulling away, tasting the salty liquid on his tongue. he’s pounding into you as deep as he could go and it’s driving so crazy until he-

“you taste so fucking good.”

you snapped, the built up pressure in your core broke, feeling a deep release like you’ve never experienced before. the wet, gushing sounds draw the realization that you’re squirting for the first time, thoroughly soaking beomgyu’s lower-half in the process. you don’t know how to process what just happened but beomgyu keeps going, faster and faster. “oh… my god, gyu” you managed to mumble, shakily cupping his face in your hands.

he groaned loud enough to fill the room with his voice. “shit- you’re gonna be the death me… fuck, ‘m gonna cum.” all it took was one final moment of sexually charged eye contact and suddenly his strokes lost their rhythm.

beomgyu snapped too.

pulling out, he fucked into his fist one, two, three times until ropes of white landed on your swollen clit, dripping down your folds. he bit his lip and scrunched up his face as he willed himself to push inside you once again, just in time for the few remaining spurts of cum to paint your walls too. your heart fluttered at thought of beomgyu leaving a part of himself inside you, claiming you so nobody else could have you.

he was your guilty pleasure, after all. your dirty little secret; you, the apple of everyone’s eye that could do no wrong, sleeping with beomgyu the outcast, the one everyone would least expect. the thrill put you on edge with the constant sneaking around, the frantic efforts to hide the marks he left behind on your skin with makeup and non-revealing clothing, the paralyzing sexual tension whenever you both were in the same room; locking eyes every few seconds only to meet up in private shortly afterwards, by the power of just one simple text chain popping up in your phone notifications.

“let’s get out of here. i’ll leave first. follow me out in ten. don’t make it obvious and don’t keep me waiting. i had a bad day.”

that was how you ended up in his bed almost every week, sometimes multiple days a week.

“hello? earth to y/n. damn, did i fuck you that dumb, baby? did you hear what i just said?” the dark-haired boy asked, poking at your cheek. you hadn’t even realized he was wiping you down with a damp cloth, getting rid of his sticky mess.

“hm? what?” you shook your head, wincing at the soreness between your legs.

“i- okay don’t make it weird or anything, but would you- could we maybe,” he rambled as your expression became more and more amused. how does no one else see how cute he is? sure he’s a chronic trouble maker and overall menace to society, but he’s pretty as hell. it’s so unfair.

“go on, beomie-“

“i told you not to call me that. anyways, whatever. long story short, i’m free on friday. can i- uh can we hang…out? not just for sex, but ya know, see a movie or something? but like, i’m still very interested in sexual activities, um, if you still wanna- nevermind, it’s stupid,” he combed his fingers through his messy hair avoiding eye contact, cheeks reddened. SEE? SO FREAKING CUTE.

“sexual…activities?” you joke, giggling, still giddy from the sex.

“fuck you, forget i said anything, dammit,” he grumbled.

“no, hey,” you turn to face him. “i’d love to ‘hang… out’ with you,” you said, trying to restrain your laughter even more. he glared at you.

“you’re not funny, but okay,” he scoffed.

“i think i’m funny,” you retort.

“congrats, dumbass.”

“thanks, dickhead.”

“by the way, i- i wasn’t too harsh or… rough, was i?” he asked, scanning over your obviously exhausted body. your heart flutters again.

“aweeee beomie~ you care about me, wahhh so cute! what a cutie-pie!”

“wha- shut up!”

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ahhhh the new chapter is so bittersweet ❤️‍🩹 and i love how much tyun and yeonjun loves the oc 🥺 but wdym by its time to leave..... :(

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ohmygodddd i almost cried for how the first chapter of runaway ended :(((( i can imagine how broken tyun and yeonjun would look ohmy i cant wait for the next chapter!! please break my heart more i think you're gonna be good at it ❤️‍🩹

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