Kittens + Mating Press

kittens + mating press

the cats mewling and scratching on the other side of the bedroom door while your nails scratch his back trying stabilize yourself getting fucked mating press style folded in half, hamstrings stinging, “fuck cheolie!” his hands bruising the meat behind your knee, pressing them against your tits, “you can take it baby, my baby doing so good” your cute cunnie clenching him too much, “fuck- taking my cock so g- good” your moans growing over the kitties meows and paps of skin slapping as well as his hot grunts and groans. acrylics that were numbing streaks in his back were now hugging his neck for closure, processing the pain and pleasure of his big dick through biting lightly (not so lightly) on his collarbone and shoulder aka his sweet spot. “fuck!” seungcheol yelps, sensations all over for both of you taking you to the edge, “m’ cumming, cheol!” his hips losing its rythm; chasing his high. its only when you cum, pulsing around his cock when his dick twitches and fulls ur womb with his kids.. “oh shit.. we forgot to feed the cats..” he pants

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cw : konig x reader , smut , profanity , hair pulling , semi public sex , raw penetration (dont do it) ; pet names (sweet cakes , baby , kitten , hun , bunny , little girl , sweat heart , pretty girl) orgasm denial (once) , brat reader, degradation kink.. , begging , thigh fucking , alot of dirty talk , dumbifacation.. , exes to.. hook up , .7k (i got lazy)

an : this is dedicated to my friend ; i dont know much about this man (konig) but hot mask rigtht?

going to a halloween party yet konig was the last person youd think you would see. his eyes lazily open behind his cloth mask, his mysterious aura strangely turns on anybody, even if you dated that dick for 3 months,

“hey sweet cakes, didnt expect you here..” he chuckles but you scoff, “ditto.” attitude evident in your tone. “talking back to me kitten? that isnt like you” you roll your eyes, “tsk we over konig remember? im not your kitten” you grumble and he grumbles back, “ watch yer mouth, remember who yer talking to baby?” ugh youve learned to hate how he says endearing words.

or have you? cramped in the small half bathroom of the party, halloween decor over the mirror, regular bulb replaced with dark red led lights. where your body suit was supposed to cover your cunnie was placed to the side, exposing your slit to the cold air

“wanna think abt what you said princess?” thrusting hard with every word, only moans fall out of your slut mouth “hm? baby got nothing in her head?” knocking he seasons special pumpkin scented soap off the counter, “i didnt do an- anything wrong..”

“aww such a klutz, tsk cant do anything right can you?” gripping the back of your hair; close to your scalp, forcing you to look in the mirror in front of you, “look at you, youre pathetic baby…” its not fair that he knew what your body needed, “just admit it baby, then i can take care of you..” his voice hinted with sincerity but when could you ever tell if it was genuine or not

“please kon.. “ an old nickname you gave him while dating, “fuck- tell me what you need kitten..or should i say bunny?” he snickered; squeezing the cotton fluff on the butt of your body suit but your headband was nowhere to be found. you mewl so desperately- so bunny like, “i- i need you..” only to whine sliding his dick all the way out, clenching on nothing until he bottoms out again, not giving you time to adjust, “fuck baby, yer so wet” he chuckles

“cant help it.. feels good..” not meaning to boost his ego, “yea? whos making you feel good bunny?” such a douche one of the things why you broke it off with him, “..kon- konig..” barely mumbling, “say it baby”

but you keep mumbling, embarrassed. why? maybe bc your pathetic letting your jerk ex fuck you? or maybe that people will hear you beg for your lousy ex that you talk shit about.. i dunno girl

he halts his thrusts, “cmon hun” fuck right when you were about to cum, “plea- please..” tippy toeing as much as your heels allowed while attempting to thrust back into him before he tightens his hold on you preventing movement.

“konig! fuck konig please- need to cum! let me cum” you cant tell by the way his eyes squint he wears that smug smirk that you only got to see while dating, “really little girl? you want me to fuck you?” egging you on, “yes konig! fuck me goddamn it!” he clicks his tongue but allows it, “okay baby” he sings as he slips all but the tip of his dick out and slams back into your cunt causing you to yelp

“f-fuck sweatheart, yer hugging me like a glove” but you couldnt hear him over the skin slapping and that brain numbing dick is all you can focus on. “ t-too big” you whine, “slow down k-konig” feeding into his ego and his balls slapping on your clit adding to your pleasure

“s’okay you can take all it baby” even though he can your tight cunt slowing down his thrusts “f-fuck” he pants again, he can feel his balls tighten; about to cum. “jus loosen up baby” his right hand crawling to your clit and rubbing harsh circles,

rambling,“mm- fuck kon! m’ gonna cum!” he chuckles like bastard even now, “me too pretty girl” leaned forward, groaning in your ear. you can also see the sweat collecting on his mask, “cmon pretty make a mess..” and that you do, milking him for all hes worth, “f-fuck” pulling out right before his cum spurts on the back of yer body suit.

chan and marathon sex just click, manhandling you all night, too engrossed on your body feels and how you vocally react to care if hes over stimming both of you… ofcourse he would take a break every two to three rounds but as soon as he sees both of your cum oozing out of your holes… hes back up again, “ch-chan!” your cunt pulsing around him, he already knows your about to cum, he groans, “cmon pretty… cum on daddys cock..” rubbing on your sensitive clit and cumming on command fucking you through your high, moans spilling before youre flipped face on the bedsheets and warm release scattered on your arched back. and just before you think your done, his hot breath is against your fluttering pussy fucking cum back into you with his tongue, repeating his name like a mantra; squirming away from him from too much (again) but its no use with his hands on yer hips, probably bruising them, “gimme me one more princess” he mumbles in your wet cunnie… (i literally cannot write anymore im so tired and stressed this week 1 follow special will probably be next week)

an : this is really bad and not into daddy kink but.. it fits him