Okay Thighs But W Chubby Reader

okay thighs but w chubby reader 🤭

the thighs that call to me part 2 | ot5 x chubby!reader

nsfw, mdni!

a/n: i like the way you think! also changed it to an ot5 piece so each scenario is different from the first part. p.s. 100 bash announcement

warnings: pussy eating, thigh grabbing, marking, strangling with reader’s thighs, fantasising about reader’s body, thigh fucking, thigh job, licking cum, life drawing mentioned, public setting, creampie, insecure!reader, thigh riding, thigh garter, dollification, thigh slapping

soobin:

the movie couldn’t have ended sooner because he was so desperate to get his hands on your curvy body. he’s stripping you of your clothes at lighting speed, your skirt and top coming off within seconds, leaving you exposed in your underwear. he slides his hands up to your waist grabbing the flesh as his other hand is swift in removing your panties. soobin pushes you to sit on the edge of the bed and he kneels down below you, almost as if he were worshipping your goddess-like figure. he plants kisses along the inside of your thighs, sucking at the skin and leaving bruised red marks. “these thighs are fucking mine, yeah?” you grab soobin’s hair, almost slamming his face into your core, strangling his head in between your legs. he sucks at your clit, as your mind blurs at the instant pleasure. your hips naturally start grinding against his face when he dips is tongue in and out of your hole whilst his nose rubs against your clit making your squirm at his touch. as his speed increased, so did the orgasmic wave that crashed as you release your load onto his tongue. he licks up any remaining liquid that has run down your thighs, squeezing the flesh as he sucks up your wetness.

yeonjun:

yeonjun loved that you were confident in your curvy body. in fact he fantasises about being able to touch you at the most inappropriate times. leaving the dinner with your parents early, he has you both rushing to strip yourselves as he showers your body with kisses, moaning after each one. he grabs the plush of your thighs, digging his fingers into them, leaving little red crescent moon marks from his nails. yeonjun pulls you on top of his seated position, holding your waist to support you and his dick slides through your chubby thighs. “look at how my cock disappears between your thighs.” he pumps against your thighs faster as the slick from your core drips down your leg, acting as lubricant as yeonjun fucks your thigh, the both of you grunting and moaning with each move. you squeeze around his throbbing cock a little tighter, milking him until he reaches his high, coating your thighs in his white cum, throwing his head back in pleasure. you rub your thighs together, spreading his release and your finger dips in for a taste, moaning as you lick off every last bit.

beomgyu:

you were hired for an adults life drawing class and needing the money, you took the job. you were a little self conscious at first as you removed yourself of your articles of clothing, particularly as one keen eyed student stared intently, observing each and every part of your body as you stripped yourself. he continued to gape at your figure a little more than the other students which you found flattering. the minute the class comes is over, he makes his way to you and introduces himself. “i love your figure. especially your thighs. can i touch them?” events then spiral instantly and he’s gripping onto your thighs as he’s fucking into your hole, both of your moans escaping freely and echoing in the empty room. his hands struggle to grip your entire thigh so he moves them around constantly trying to feel up every part of your leg before settling on the underside of your thigh. he uses this opportunity as a leverage to lift your leg up over his shoulder, hitting deeper into your throbbing cunt. the squeezing on your thigh tightens as you feel his hands move towards the inner, most sensitive part of your leg. he only manages to pump into you a few more times until he’s spurting his white cum inside you as you feel your own orgasm hitting, your thighs trembling against his neck.

taehyun:

taehyun being a supportive boyfriend, always has your back: especially when it comes to finding ways to help you with your insecurities. your self body image was never the best but taehyun found new ways to appreciate it each time. today he has you looking at a mirror as you ride him, your back facing him. “see how pretty you are riding my cock like that? see the way your thigh bounce against my legs like that? it’s beautiful.” his grip moves from your waist onto your thighs as he spreads them apart, giving you a better view of your cunt sucking up his dick, taking in each and every inch. he gives your thighs a firm squeeze as you jolt as the sudden sensation, throwing your head back into the nape of his neck, feeling his grunts trickle down your shoulder. your thighs quake each time you slam down onto his cock as your thighs slap against his. the vibrations from this only have you seeking your high which shoots out onto the mirror, the clear liquid trickling down the glass as you catch a glimpse of yourself in the reflection. taehyun wraps his arms around your waist, peppering kisses of affection along your shoulder as you collapse into his body.

kai:

the both of you had decided to spend your anniversary at home this year, opting for a quiet night in. however, things were only quiet until you opened your gifts, each one revealing a different part of an outfit. the baby pink lingerie dress paired with the white lace thing garter and thigh high socks had kai getting rock hard just from imagining you wearing it. when your returned from changing into it, his jaw almost dropped at how stunning you looked. the dress hugged all your curves and revealing every bit that mattered, whilst the thigh highs and garter only emphasised the beauty of your chubby thighs. “now you look just like one of my pretty dolls.” he strips you of the dress, leaving the thigh accessories on as he admires you, gaping at your figure intensely. he pulls out his dick and instantly rams it into your wet folds, not caring to prep you as you were already so evidently wet. grabbing onto the garters on each thigh, he uses it to push into you deeper and deeper, pressing against the plush of your thigh with his knuckles. your whines and moans travel around the room, filling it with screams and grunts upon your release, as your cum infuses with his inside your pussy. kai slaps the side of your thigh watching it jiggle against his cock, before hesitantly pulling it out and dropping down beside you.

my 5 princes | chapter 2 (suggestive)

chapter 1

pairings: prince!beomgyu x princess!reader

warnings: suggestive content, slight exhibitionism, dry pussy rubbing

a/n: thank you to everyone who voted on the poll on chapter 1! make sure to vote again at the end of this chapter!

The prospect of choice was hard. You’ve hardly ever had to choose before, considering that most decisions were made for you. You’ve had liberties but yet you felt so much restriction. Even with your marriage, you were limited to choose between the 5 princes chosen by your parents. 

You spent the rest of lunch getting to know each of your prospects feeling that most of them were putting up some sort of facade. None of their reactions to you were authentic nor genuine and all seemed to be a pose to seem gentlemanly in front of your parents, the king and queen. You were the one they needed to impress, not your parents. The meal ended shortly after dessert and the 6 of you made your way out the dinner hall promptly.

Ignoring the princes, you head out into the royal gardens for your usual weekly stroll. The minute you step out, the corner of your lips rise into a delicate smile as you take in the view of the infinite blue sky that stretched across the horizon. The garden flourished with life, each corner possessing a multitude of plants and flowers as they each grew and blossomed in the care of the royal gardeners. 

You head past the rose bushes, nodding graciously to the man tending to the soft flowers. Your feet with a mind of their own, guide you through the acres of land as your eyes are bewildered by the beauty of nature, desperate to escape into a life of freedom. 

A sudden tap on your shoulder signalled an alert, bringing you wandering mind back to the present moment: a reality where you were set to marry in a month. You turned around to find Yeonjun stood behind you, holding a rose that he had clearly just plucked from the bush you walked past mere minutes ago. 

“Is there anything I can help you with?” You begin, slightly irritated that your walk was disturbed. 

“Nothing, my princess. Just wanted to talk to you.” 

“Well, now you’re done talking, you can leave.” Your response was harsh but you were hoping it got the message across.

“No can do. May I join you on your walk?” 

“If I say no will you go away?” 

“I don’t take no for an answer.”

“Exactly that’s what I thought.” Your eyes rolled as you sped up, almost as if you were running away from him. 

“So, which of the princes have caught your eye so far?” 

“What if I don’t want to tell you?” 

“Oh come on. I’m just wondering. You don’t have to be shy. I know it’s me.” His eye winks at you as he smirks at you, feeling evidently cocky. 

His arrogance annoyed you. He was attractive but that doesn’t mean everyone is obliged to fall head over heels for him. 

“Can you just leave me alone? I’d like to continue the rest of my walk alone,” you grumble. 

“No need to get feisty princess. Although it is kinda hot.” He winks once again making fire burn through your cheeks. You were unsure whether it was from the anger or the surprise from the ease he was able to flirt with you. 

For once he listened and headed back to the castle as you continue to roam the gardens alone. You had made your choice. Beomgyu was definitely the better candidate for your riding trip scheduled for tomorrow morning. 

Upon your return to the castle, you informed the King of your decision and headed back to your room where you spent the rest of the day. 

The following morning had you feeling nervous. Not only were you about to get on a horse for the second time I your life but you were to do it with Beomgyu. You felt an initial attraction to him upon meeting him for the first time, so naturally your stomach ached with butterflies as you prepared for your ride. 

You were geared up in your mother’s riding suit that you rarely wore although the prospect of wearing trousers and a jacket excited you. The trousers hugged your figure while the jacket cinched in at your waist revealing your curves. You picked up the helmet from the dresser and headed out to meet Beomgyu at the castle riding grounds.

“Hello princess,” he bows to you, meeting your eyes when he arises. 

“Hello, Prince Beomgyu.”

“Please, Beomgyu is fine. How are you feeling about today?” 

“In all truth, I am quite nervous. The only time I’ve ridden is when I was 11 when my father insisted that I get riding lessons. I fell and the trauma has forbidden me from ever riding again. But here we are.” 

“Don’t worry princess. I’ll make sure to take very good care of you. Now let me help you up onto your horse.” 

You step up onto the laddered steps when you feel his hands grip your waist, supporting you from behind. You feel the rush of infatuation as you’re instantly left craving for more of his touch but you try to shake off the feeling trying to concentrate on the task at hand.

With his help, you succeed at mounting the horse but his grip on you doesn’t change as he helps you find your centre and balance. 

“Thank you. You made it feel easy.”

“It’s no big deal. But I was thinking that maybe I get on the horse with you, seeing at you’re still quite new to horse riding. I’ll be right behind you guiding you through. If that’s alright with you?” 

You were flustered by his idea as well as the idea of being in such close proximity but nonetheless, you agree.

Soon he’s sitting right behind you as his arms reach out around your waist, grabbing the reigns. He props his head on your shoulders for “visibility” and he begins trotting the horse as you stiffen up. 

“You’ve got to relax princess. The horse can feel your tension. Just breathe for me.” His deep voice whispers in your ear, his breath tickling your neck as it sends shivers down your spine. 

Minutes later, you begin racing around the course with ease with support from Beomgyu who sits behind you. He let you take control of the reigns, trusting you to be in charge. His hands move back down to your waist, holding onto you for balance. The contact is his hand on you, had you squirming and you held back a moan when suddenly his grip tightened as you made a sharp turn. Your hitched breath was audible and you swore that you heard him chuckle. He reacted to your sensitivity by moving his hands down the curve of your hips and squeezing the plush of your thighs striking a jolt through your body. His fingers continue to move down as they circle your clothed core as you bite the inside of your mouth to suppress any untamed moans. You were certain he felt the same tension is the air as you did as he rubbed faster making your back arch. You were lucky no one else was around to witness the profanity. This realisation bought back to your senses. 

“Right. I think that’s enough for today,” you abruptly say, as you slow down the horse. 

“Is everything alright?”

“Yes everything is well thanks. I would like to get off now.”

“Very well. You did great today by the way.” He had gotten off the horse, feeling quite smug about the way he made you react. His hands are wrapped around your waist once more, assisting you for the horse. You should be used to the feeling by now but each and every time just has you feeling weaker. His eyes pierce through yours as he stares deep into them, only further making you feel desperate and weak in his presence.

“Thank you. For teaching me. And helping me get off the horse. I’m grateful. I really am,” you rushed to say.

“Don’t mention it. If there’s anything else you want to do just let me know.” Beomgyu places a soft but suggestive kiss on your hand, his eyes were mischievous indicating that he had some sort of plan. 

You rushed to bid your a dues and ran back inside as quick as you could when a tall figure roams outside your room, his blonde hair just as striking as it was the first time you saw him. 

“Soobin, what are you doing here?” You manage to say catching your breath after speed walking to escape from Beomgyu. 

“I just wanted to see you, your highness.” 

“Well I’m all yours now. Is there anything in particular you wanted to talk to me about?” 

“No not really. But how was your ride?” His voice came out uncertain, almost as if he feared treading on water. 

“It was surprisingly pleasant,” your tone reassured Soobin’s doubts as you were frantically trying to forget the sensations you felt earlier. 

“That’s good then. Do you mind if I escort you to breakfast this morning?”

“Yes of course. Just let me get changed,” you say as you slip into your room. 

You frantically try and find a new dress to wear and your eyes fall upon the new dresses your seamstress has bought in yesterday. You pulled out a silver gown, beaded with the smallest diamond which scoop neck of the dress. It was truly a bewitching gown and you manage to pull it on without the support do your handmaids who appear to be busy elsewhere. 

You fix up your hair to the best of your abilities and reopen the door to find Taehyun accompanying Soobin. 

“Good morning princess, may I escort you to a private breakfast on this fine morning? I’ve made preparations in the orangery.”

Shocked at the second proposal your mind buzzes with confusion. Soobin asked first but you were quite drawn to the idea of having breakfast in the orangery. What should you do?

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omg wth this is crazy! we’re so close to a 100 followers!! i would love to do a 100 bash celebration in honour of your support so if you guys have any ideas feel free to suggest them and i’ll pick out a few of my favourites and see what can be done!

requests are open btw!

-pom beom 🐻‍❄️

heyyy! absolutely loved your 100 followers special fic like it was so insanely good!!!

please can i request a bsf!beomgyu fic where he discovers through porn that women can squirt and during your next hangout he asks you about it and when you tell him you can he gets all excited and asks you to show him. this then ends in him fucking you till you squirt on his dick multiple times. can you make both beomgyu and the reader a switch if you don’t mind and only if you’re comfortable tho :) the beomgyu brain rot is getting to me 😭

• IS IT TRUE?

BG 001 .F23 2024

wc 3.6k

pairings bestfriend!Beomgyu x fem!reader

warnings switch reader x switch Gyu, mutual pining, porn watching, caught self relieving, oral sex (m. receiving), slight flood play, kissing, marking, unprotected sex, pull out method, squirting, mentions of hair pulling and scratching if you squint (+ anything I've missed)

faye's note I tried my best to make a great plot, I really did! I hope it worked. To the anon who requested this one, I'm sorry it took me so long, I was procrastinating, LMAO. SORRY 😭

"Beomgyu-" The nasty moans and lewd sounds coming from the computer were abruptly stopped when Beomgyu slammed his laptop shut. 

"What the fuck were you watching?" Yeonjun's brows creased as he stared at the younger awkwardly sitting on the bed, a pillow on his lap and a blanket covering his lower half.

"W-what?" Beomgyu stammered. 

Yeonjun's grin grew wider as his eyes scanned the room. A laptop that was forced shut, a box of tissues, a sweaty body in this air-conditioned room—what else was a guy to do, if not pleasure himself when alone?

"Damn, it looks like I've caught you at a bad time!" Yeonjun exclaimed, a faint chuckle rumbling within his chest. His teasing voice and giggles made Beomgyu blush.

"Okay, okay, I'll just talk to you later, take care of yourself first," Yeonjun said, throwing a knowing look and a teasing smile.

"H-hyung, hyung wait!" Beomgyu tried to stop Yeonjun, but the door was already shut. Besides, he can't just get up naked, can he?

He throws his head back against the pillow, groaning in embarrassment as he runs his palm against his face, muttering a frustrated "fuck" under his breath.

"So..." you started. "Why are you here again?"

"Can't a friend visit you? God, you're not as welcoming as before," Beomgyu barked, rolling his eyes as he threw the plastic bag full of snacks on the table and plopped down on your couch. And when he removes the hood of his jacket, he reveals the mess that was his hair underneath.

"I mean, you can, yeah. But... Do you know what time it is?" you replied, pulling your jacket against your body.

"3 o'clock," he answered.

"3 o'clock in what?"

"3 o'clock in the morning! But whatever!" he grunts, throwing a temper tantrum on the couch.

"Why are you here then?" you asked, sitting beside him.

"Just wanna see you. It's been a while," he muttered under his breath.

"You know you can't just drop by anytime, right?"

"I know, I know. I've just had trouble sleeping at night these past few days again," he sighed, leaning his head back on the couch.

"Am I your sleeping pill or something?" your brows raised and your voice teasing.

"What if I say that you're my medicine?" Beomgyu looked you straight in the eye. And there you are, embraced by his warm gaze, trapped inside the pretty door to his soul.

You leaned closer to him, planting a soft kiss on his cheek, running your fingers through his hair.

"Stay the night—or whatever you call the time now, I hope you have a good rest even if it's just for today." 

Beomgyu has been your friend since you were in your teenage years—typical. He shuts other girls off, as he only gives his attention to you. He doesn't want to be involved in any relationship of sort—that includes you, though. He may be your best friend, your best partner, but neither of you two admitted anything. Just two young hearts showing care and love towards each other. 

Some say you should date each other, which the two of you would only answer with a sheepish smile. Sometimes, he would drop by at your place, hang out with you, and enjoy the rest of his free time. You've been to his place a few times, but you insisted on him going to your place instead, since he's living with his friends. 

Often times, you'll share a kiss or two with him—anything but a kiss on the lips. He loves it when you sit on his lap while he plays at your computer, giving your shoulder a few bites and planting soft kisses. He loves cuddling you to sleep, draping his arm over your waist, pulling you closer to his chest, his warm breath fanning across your nape. 

Beomgyu could walk around your house half naked without you giving a fuck. He does anything as if it were his own home, and you don't mind at all. You're used to it, nothing new. 

Everything about this is pretty normal between the two of you. The kisses, the skinship, the hugs, the cuddles—anything that a 'just friends' friend won't normally do. Well, in your case, it was. 

"Can you come closer? I need to feel your warmth," Beomgyu pleaded, unzipping his jacket.

"Gyu, how much closer do you need me to be? Should I just sew my skin onto yours?" you chuckled as you shifted on the bed, scooting closer to him.

"I missed you. I missed holding you in my arms." he mumbles as he hugs you tight. 

"You're such a baby, Gyu. Do you know that?" you complained, burying your face in his chest, hugging him closer.

A few minutes had passed, yet Beomgyu was still awake. Busying himself with combing his fingers through your hair as he watches you peacefully sleep. 

His fingers traced the outline of your face. "I love you. I hope you know that," he whispered, planting a kiss to the top of your head before he shuts his eyes.

You woke up with heavy limbs draped upon your body. Beomgyu may have mistaken you for a pillow.

"Gyu... Gyu, you're so heavy, move over." Your voice cracked as you gasped for air.

"Gyu, what the hell, scoot over," you grunt again, trying to push him, but his body is far too big for you to push on your own.

"Choi Beomgyu!" You shouted.

Beomgyu squirmed. And instead of getting himself off of you, he pulled you even closer.

"What's your deal?" You frowned, trying to push him away.

Beomgyu grunts as he hides in your neck, rolling over, causing the two of you to crash down onto the floor. 

But instead of getting angry at him, your frown turned into a fit of laughter as you saw him wince and massage the back of his head and his buttocks.

"Did you have a good sleep?" you asked, stirring a cup of coffee.

"Mhm, I did, thank you. I'll get going now, the boys might already be looking for me," Beomgyu said as he pulled you in for a hug.

"You're not gonna eat breakfast here?"

His tall figure towers over you as he pinches your cheeks, "I'll do it next time. Let's have breakfast together next time, okay? Eat the snacks I brought earlier and take care of yourself." You watched him step out, closing the door behind him. 

It hadn't even been a whole 24 hours when he came back to your place.

"I wanna watch a movie; the guys are boring to be with!" he frowns, feigning frustration--- He actually never asked them to do so. Just a reason for him to drop by your place again.

"Bring the ice cream from the freezer, then," you said as you prepared the couch, bringing some soft pillows and a fuzzy blanket. 

You actually have no idea what the movie was all about. You even missed the title because you went to the restroom last minute. The only thing you know is that it's a 18+ rated movie. Well, it's not your first time watching something like this with Beomgyu, you've watched multiple movies that aren't child friendly. 

Plus, the fact that the two of you could even talk about anything sexual as if you're just talking about food and any other light topics makes this normal. Although sexually wise, neither one of you has experience. Considering that you both shut people away as if your world only revolves around each other.

And although this isn't the first time you're watching something like this with Beomgyu, it is the first time you saw him shove a pillow over his lap. It is the first time he's trying his best to avoid any skin contact with you. 

"Is everything okay? You're so distant," you commented, licking a spoonful of ice cream.

"Actually... There's.. there's something I want to ask," he started, turning his body to face you.

"That is?"

"That.. I.. Uhm, I just watched this from... You know..."

"Porn?" you bluntly answered.

"Y-yeah. And uh, is it true?"

"What's true? Geez, say it straight, Gyu," you rolled your eyes as you dug another spoonful of ice cream.

"Let me finish my sentence!" he pouts, making you chuckle. Beomgyu wasn't normally nervous around you, this is the first time.

"Is is true.. that.. girls can.. uhm.. the liquid... Like.." he continued stammering.

You looked at him straight in the eye and said, "That girls squirt?" Beomgyu nodded frantically as he tried to avert his gaze.

"It's more common than you think, Gyu," you answered as you returned your gaze to the movie. However, you're shocked about what's already happening on the TV. It was a fucking sex scene! Obscene sounds are coming from the speakers resonating in your living room. You gulped and shifted nervously.

"S-so you mean, you can do it?" Beomgyu dug his fingers into the pillow, his face painted with embarrassment and anticipation at the same time.

"Well..."

"Can you show it to me?" he said, cutting you off.

"W-what?" You looked at him in surprise. Why would a friend ask something like that?

"I.. I mean. I mean... Like..." he tried finding an appropriate approach.

"Are you initiating something, Choi Beomgyu?" You turned your whole body towards him. He bit his lower lip, his adams apple bobbed up and down as he gulped, swallowing the same embarrassment and sexual frustration.

"If... If you want to... I... I wanna see it.. I wanna see you," he whispered, his lips already red and swollen from how hard he was biting them. 

You weighed the pros and cons in your mind first. But, yeah, who cares? You're attracted to him anyway! It's a win-win situation, right?

"I swear, if you tell a single soul about this," you warned before straddling him, grabbing his shirt, and crashing your lips on his.

He forcefully pulled the pillow from his lap away, causing you to stumble a little, desperate to feel you even in the tiniest bit. His hands landed on your waist, trying to push you down on his lap.

You pulled away, "Stop. Hands off."

He stared at you with big puppy eyes and a pout, "Y/n," he whines. 

"Keep your hands off me if you want to know if it's true." Beomgyu placed his hand on his side. Trying his best not to touch you, gripping the fuzzy blanket instead, veins popping on his neck as he threw his head back. What a good day to wear sweats, he could fully feel you, and you could fully feel him hardening each second. 

Beomgyu used to order you around. He's a bit bitchy and bossy. Yet he's being pliant today. So you were enjoying this, watching him crumble under you, doing anything you were saying.

You moved your hips again, making him emit a desperate moan. Calling your name like the sex-deprived man he is, "P-please... Please it hurts..." he whines again, tears threatening to spill, nails almost tearing your blanket apart. Yet you grind again, teasing him some more. "If you cum too early, you'll end up not knowing whether it's true," you taunt. So he bucks his hips up, along with loud moans and whimpers, drowning the long forgotten movie in the background, too desperate and stimulated.

"M-more..." he whispered under his breath, almost unheard if you didn't pay attention, not wanting to get ahead of himself. 

You stopped your movement, making him groan and gasp. But blush crept up his pretty face when you moved down between his legs, spreading them open, kissing the tent on his sweats. He drapes his arm on his face as he throws his head back. He didn't know this would happen. He only asked if you could show him how you squirt, but he didn't expect for you to give him more.

"Y/n," he muttered, his hand muffling his mouth, "I-if you don't f-feel like it, you d-don't have to do this...."

"You don't want this, Gyu?" He looked down at you, only to throw his head back again when he saw you pouting with big round eyes. 

"Fuck..." He sighed, "Can I at least hold your head?"

And you let him. You let him tangle his fingers on your hair, but he's not allowed to push you down. You let him grip on your hair, but he's not allowed to pull you back.

As you pulled his sweats down, he tried his best to look at you. But he would end up closing his eyes because he can't look at you straight in the eye. 

"I won't give you a head if you don't look at me," you giggled, making him whine for the nth time.

And so he tried his best to maintain eye contact. Even when he's struggling to keep his eyes open because it feels too good. Even when he could only gasp because you're doing your best to take him whole in your mouth. He heard you gag over and over, yet he can only tangle his fingers in your hair gripping it. He wants to push you down, to fuck your pretty little mouth, to cum already, but he's waiting for your signal. He wants to be a good boy for you. He wants to be good. He wants you to praise him. He wants you to shower him with kisses later on because he was obliging to your commands.

And an idea came to your mind. You scooped out some of the melted ice cream and let it drip on his fully erect and wet cock. Beomgyu whimpers at the cold sensation.

"T-that's... Ahhh..." His voice was too shaky as he tried to form a sentence. Which he wasn't very successful in doing.

You carefully licked the melted ice cream, pushing your tongue on his slit.

"Y/n, c-can I cum? It.. ahh.. it hurts s-so much, p-please," he pleaded, drool rolling down from the corner of his lips, crying.

"Since you're too pretty, sure," you smiled sweetly, full of innocence. He lets go of your hair, placing them down on the couch, clutching on the blanket again. With one thrust in your mouth, he came undone, shooting spurts of sticky white cum inside your mouth. 

Beomgyu tried catching his breath as he looked down at you. He reached for your face, pressing on each side to make you open it. He watched your tongue swirl around the pool of his cum. Beomgyu pressed his thumb on your tongue, playing with his cum. "Swallow."

With a single command, you quickly obliged, swallowing the mix of sweet and salty taste from his cum and the ice cream. This time you felt so little under him as you sat on the floor between his legs. You opened your mouth for him to check. "Good girl," he smiled as he pulled you up, making you straddle him again.

"Did you enjoy your time ordering me around, baby?" He asked, tucking your hair behind your ear. You smiled at him, nodding with a wide grin.

His hand ran lower to your chest, touching your breast, causing you to bite your lower lip. 

"Tell me, why aren't you wearing a bra, hm?" He stared at you straight in the eye, raising his eyebrow, looking for a proper answer.

"I didn't know you were gonna drop by again," you pout.

"I see," he said, pinching your nipple.

"G-gyu..." you whimpered.

"Hm?" You looked away, clutching at the hem of your shirt. 

Beomgyu rolls your nipples against his finger again, making you quiver.

"G-gyu!" You moaned, holding his wrist. 

"What is it? Are you lost?" he chuckled, pulling your nipple.

"Ahh! Shit! Mhhmp!" you collapsed above him, hiding in his neck, whimpering and whining over and over again. You heard him let out a hearty chuckle again before wrapping his arms around your waist. 

"Too much?" he asked, and you nodded as an answer. "Okay, okay, I won't do it again, remove your pajama," he whispered.

You get off of him to discard your silk pajama, before repositioning yourself on top of him again. He kissed your forehead and played a little with the band of your panties.

Aligning his tip on your clothed pussy, he tried thrusting, teasing you, and smirking at how you squirm and pout at the stimulation.

Yet when he pushed your panties to the side, he saw the sticky wetness on the cloth from your hole. "So you're ordering me around while you're being wet like this, am I right?" he grinned.

He started teasing your pussy, pushing his red tip and letting it slide away. "Aww, too bad, I think it won't fit," he pouts, still teasing you. You whined back, wanting to feel him bare.

He teased you more and more. Until you couldn't take it anymore as you rose to your knees and aligned him against your hole, forcing your way down. You ended up collapsing in his arms again. Not prepared at all as you felt a burning pain from the stretch of his fat cock.

"God fucking damn it, don't do that again, you'll end up hurting yourself," Beomgyu winces as he tries to soothe you by combing your hair and kissing your face.

"No matter how desperate you want to feel me, don't do that again, okay? I haven't even properly stretched you out yet," he whispered, rubbing your back.

"Come here," he pulled your face to give you a kiss. A kiss that washed the pain away. Tongues fighting, teeth clashing, saliva mixing. It was nasty, lewd, and filthy. Yet you love it, moaning at the feeling. Especially when Beomgyu started to thrust his hips up, slowly training you with his size. 

His lips traveled down to your neck, leaving splotchy red marks and wet open-mouthed kisses in his wake. His hand fully grasped your breasts, slowly massaging them, occasionally rolling your nipples beneath his fingers, enjoying the way you moan his name in his ear as you catch your breath. 

Then he pulled away, holding your waist as he started his precise and delicious thrusts. 

"Deep?" he asked, tilting his head to the side with a grin. You nodded, both of your hands on his chest to keep your balance.

"How deep?" he smirked.

"H-here," you managed, pulling his hand and letting him press on your abdomen. You whimpered when he pressed harder, making you feel every curve and vein of his cock.

"Will you show me how you squirt? How did you find out you can?" he bombed you with questions, still maintaining his pace in thrusting inside your gummy walls.

"W-will show you G-gyu, will do... I ..ahh.. f-found out... One time when I t-touched myself," you started. "W-when you c-called me.. mmmph! W-with your morning voi....voice."

"You're touching yourself to my voice? Fuck, how desperate are you?" he scoffed, thrusting harder.

"W-wait! Ahh! Too m-much! Gyu!" You hid on his neck again, feeling so little and inferior. 

"I-it was only one time! I.. I never did it again!" You managed to squeak out, voice muffled on his neck.

"Then let's make you squirt again, yeah?" he sneered, pulling you back by your hair as you groan at the pleasuring pain spreading through your scalp.

He lifted you up for a bit, and he started fucking your hole with a faster and rougher pace. "Squirt on my cock, squirt on my cock." He kept on repeating it over gritted teeth, adding force to every thrust.

"G-gyu, w-wait, I'm gonna cum--" Clear liquid came out gushing from your hole, pushing his cock out along with your creamy cum, soiling your couch.

"Fuck.. do it again!" His grin grew wider as he lifted you up again and thrusted even harder with greater force.

"Gyu! Gyu! Beomgyu!" You chanted his name over and over again, your toes curled and your stomach twisted at the overstimulation. Yet he kept on fucking into you.

And again, you let out a gush of clear liquid. Whole body spasming above Beomgyu. His cock twitches as he pushes his tongue against the inside of his cheek. 

"T-this is dirty G-gyu," you muttered below your breath, body spent as you found support from his shoulder.

"No. I like it. This is fucking hot. Makes me wanna fuck you more," he laughs.

You eyes flicker across the room. The couch, the blanket, and the pillows were wet. The chocolate-flavored ice cream smeared on his pants.

Beomgyu slowly slides himself inside you again, thrusting more precisely, wanting to cum inside you this time. He buried his face in your neck as he pushed your hips down. 

"F-fuck! Wanna fill you up!" 

"P-pull out, Gyu! Please!" you pleaded, clawing his back.

Beomgyu pulls out. Hissing through his teeth, he pumped his cock a few times and ended up cumming on your tummy. 

"Fuck," he pants, leaning back on the couch and pulling you to his chest. 

You heard how his heart thumped so hard and how his breathing was so ragged. You buried your face in his neck, allowing your heart to calm down. And realization settled in. You just had sex with your best friend.

"If you won't still ask me to date you after today, I'll ask Kai out, I know he likes me." You muttered, feigning nonchalance.

"What the fuck? Do you want me to tell them how good I made you feel?" he taunts, tangling his fingers in your hair as he gives it a little pull, making you moan.

"See? Only I am allowed to see you like this, to make you so spent like this, understood?" he frowns.

"Only if you date me," you said as you latched your lips on his neck, leaving a mark of ownership.

"Fuck," he scoffed, touching the part where you left a mark when you pulled away. 

@binniesbooks 2024

the thighs that call to me | beomjun thoughts

warnings: THIGHS, dom!yeonjun x sub!reader, switch!beomgyu x switch!reader, thigh grabbing, pda, exhibitionism?, fondling, touch deprived, teasing, thigh riding, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, (lmk if i’ve forgotten anything)

a/n: saw a tik tok of yeonjun grabbing beomgyu’s thighs and the thoughts i was having were so immoral that i just had to write them down 🤭

yeonjun

yeonjun is the type to grab your thighs whenever he can. in the car, in the theatre, under the table during dinner with your parents. name the place and he’s probably got his large hands wrapped around your leg, squeezing it in his palm. he’s probably tease you too by inching his warm hands up your bare thighs, getting closer and closer to your core and you hold in the gasp when his fingers brush past your clothed clit, your face contorting as your eyes shut and you bite your lip to suppress the moans. he laughs at your reaction but continues lingering his fingers over your underwear, your slick leaking through the thin fabric and wetting his fingertips. it isn’t long before you’re home and he’s ripping your clothes off you, throwing them in any direction he pleases, grabbing both your thighs as he opens them wide revealing your glistening pussy. his thumbs would stroke your upper thigh getting so close to your hole but not quite touching it making your arch your back and grind the air in desperation. circling his thumbs around for folds, he’d have you squirming and cumming without even being touched directly. after a little begging however, he’d let you ride his dick, his hands still on your thighs as he guided you up and down his length making sure you take every inch.

beomgyu

teasing beomgyu is always fun and games until it turns against you. often times you find that your hands always wander over to beomgyu’s lean muscular thighs, grabbing a hold of the inside of his leg knowing that it’s where he’s the most sensitive. all it takes is the contact of your fingers against his skin of his thigh to have him squirming and whimpering. sometimes you go even further by hopping onto his thigh, sitting in it with your bare cunt grinding against the fabric of his coarse jeans, creating a wet patch. he gets hard almost instantly as he grunts, pushing his thigh deeper into your core until you have your first orgasm of the night. you expect him to stop but his grip on your waist only tightens as he guides you into riding his thigh even more, leaving you overstimulated and his jeans in a wet mess. you thought you had him under your control but now he’s dominating you as he makes you cum repeatedly on his jeans, caring little for his own pleasure, getting off on your moans and the mess you’re making in his clothes.

𝟙𝟘𝟘 𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕙!

thank you for much for 100 followers! in honour of this i want to host a small event where i’ll be accepting 5 requests (one per each member) under the title “my pussy diaries”.

for each request either send it as an opening line of a diary entry or by naming the member and an event that takes place. for example:

dear diary, my movie date with taehyun ended up with his face in between my legs as i’m clasping my mouth shut to keep quiet.

OR

taehyun - eating your pussy out in the movie theatre

please feel free to go into more detail if you wish as this helps imagining the scene when i write. if you opt for the diary entry layout however, please limit your request to one or two sentences as each fic will be in the layout of a diary entry as well (add more detail in a separate paragraph if you need)

with the format being a diary, the narrative perspective will be in first person from the reader’s point of view

this event will take place as soon as i receive all 5 requests and i will make another announcement of the dates in which each fic will be published.

if i receive multiple requests for one member, i will simply choose one to write. to those whose requests aren’t chosen, i may write them on a separate occasion at a later date.

once again thank you for much for 100 followers and i hope you enjoy this event and hoping there’s many more to come!

-pombeom 🐻‍❄️