I Always Find Myself Back Here

i always find myself back here

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRyjeLfJ/ brain short circuit

It’s speaking VOLUMES, his fingers are so😵‍💫

goblins

Sigma moment

the way i want a continuation though…

do you know how to do something with the quote "do you want my parents to hear how how good i make you feel" with yeonjun :)

yes anon, i, in fact do know how to do something with that quote, thank you for asking <3

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ― smut, dirty talk, breeding kink, slight degradation, slight mommy kink, not proof read

𝐰𝐜 ― 424

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 ― @bakubae000 @rencarnationofangel @cyjsfairy @minshookie29 @atiny-chocolate-chip @knjkitten

It was Christmas Eve and the day consisted of baking cookies with Yeonjun mother and father, it was your second time spending Christmas with them, and it was wonderful.

You were staying in the guest bedroom for the night, you wouldn’t be leaving until the morning after Christmas. Although you weren’t in the comfort of your own home or even a hotel room, that didn’t stop Yeonjun from teasing the hell out of you. In fact, that encouraged him.

He’d whisper dirty things in your ear as he walked passed, grip your hips as he would if he was pounding into you, and give you looks across the room when nobody was looking, it was pure torture.

It was now night time, his parents resided to their bedroom, leaving you and Yeonjun to watch T.v on the couch in the living room.

“You know, you looked so sexy in your little dress today.” He whispered in your ear, rubbing his hand up and how your thigh, the sound of some random movie playing on the television now a background noise, “Especially knowing that you didn’t have any panties on under.”

He slid his hand under your dress, sliding his fingers through your folds, “You’re dripping, surprised that it hasn’t soaked through the dress yet.”

You whimpered at his foul words, it was more than sinful what he was doing to you, right on his parents couch in the middle of the living room, where you both could get caught.

His fingers quickly made work of stretching you open, one finger, then two, then three, and by then, you were struggling to stay quiet.

“Be quiet,” He commanded, slamming his fingers in and out of you as he curled his fingers, repeatedly slamming into your sweet spot, you could hear the squelching of your wetness, “Do you want my parents to hear how good I make you feel?”

You shook your head, biting your lip so hard you could taste copper, “Then you’re gonna have to keep those pretty, little, moans, to yourself.” He said, punctuating his words with the hard thrusts of his fingers.

“You want me to put a baby in you? Huh?” He asked, bringing up his other hand to your mouth, you instantly parted your lips to take his fingers in.

“You want that as your Christmas present?”

You nodded, letting out a particular moan that was silenced by his fingers, as your eyes rolled back at the thought.

“I’ll give you a baby, I’m gonna make you a mommy.”

This does not represent the TXT member, Choi Yeonjun in anyway. This is purely fiction and is meant for entertainment. Do not take any of this seriously.

Feedback in the form of a reply, ask, or reblog is greatly appreciated!

𝙻𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚢 | 𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚖

me. i’m insane.

Photo cred: @dingdongdick

warnings & other: requested, unprotected sex, it’s being filmed , degradation, this is for anon that requested this in NOVEMBER, also thank you to @/bugsbinnie for indirectly reminding me abt this concept, not my first time writing smut, but my first time leaving it up :D, not proofread bc if i read through this i'll delete it

[11:34 pm]

the tip of his cock slams against your sweet spot over and over again. “do you like that?” he says. you feel some of his precum run down and out from your cunt. he groans, watching it drip into the bed sheets. he grips your throat with a strong hold causing you to subconsciously lift your head and look directly at the camera sat on the drawer. a small part of you starts to wonder how pathetic you look right now; your pupils are blown open and your tongue is out it with strings of saliva dribbling down, courtesy of the moments prior in which you and beomgyu were making out passionately. “say something,” he rasps as he adds more pressure nearly constricting your air pipes. “you had alot to say before the camera started rolling.” unfortunately for you, the only thing you’re able to say is a mixture of only his name and the word please, becoming a babbling mess under him. when you don’t answer his question he sucks his teeth with impatience, letting go of your throat and nearly snapping his hips and to yours at a nearly animalistic piece. “you’re so stupid, no wonder have to do everything for you,” he taunts. “how does it feel knowing that im gonna watch this back and you look so ruined for me?” he continues mocking you and you’re not gonna lie the humiliation is adding to your pleasure. right, today he decided he wanted to do something different and record the fun, something about having something to watch when he’s bored. “you’re such a slut only sluts look this fucked out,” he chuckles breathlessly. you feel so dizzy and high with pleasure that you don’t notice that he’s stopped and gotten up to pick up the camera. when he gets back he switches so that you’re laying on your back and you whine at the loss of contact. he holds the camera in the one hand and uses the other to grab your face roughly. “look at you,” he purs. he squished your face and moves it’s left to right as if inspecting it. he’s breathing heavily, a sign that he’s exhausted from fucking you for so long. he laughs quietly once again as slides his cock back inside you. you whimper but quickly adjust. “im gonna fuck you up so bad,” he says behind the camera. “please,” you beg. he adjusts the camera in his hand so that it’s filming you face and a bit of your chest to capture when your breat move. “you ready? because im not stopping til we hit the 3 hour mark and we’ve still got an hour to go.”