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୨⎯ 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐨𝐰-𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 ⛧

Pairing : Bangchan x Chubby!Fem!Reader

Warnings : 18+ !! CNC, videotaping, somnophilia, established relationship, reader is under a consented medical induced sleep, daddy kink, using readers hand to jerk off, praise, name calling (princess to whore), breeding kink, not proofread, uhh lmk if I missed anything.

Mona’s notes : In honor of my man’s birthday and my blog turning one year old today, here’s a fic I put together last minute. Please heed my warnings, this fic may be dark and sensitive to some, I have two other birthday fics for Chan that I’ll post later but just an fyi, one of them is dark and the other is just fluff! I hope you enjoyed this fic, reblogs are appreciated <3

He couldn’t sleep, he was counting down the seconds until the clock on the nightstand hit 12am. Bangchan knew as soon as it did, you were his. Your body was his to play with for the day. It was his birthday after all, and you generously gave him the go to do whatever he wanted. This has been a tradition between you two for the past 3 years, not just on his birthday, but yours too.

Every year on your respective birthdays, for 24 hours, the celebrated individual was allowed to have their way with the other. Where ever, when ever, and how ever. And the other couldn’t say no. Chan, the cheeky bastard that he was, loves to videotape these activities so he can look back on them and plan for next year’s to be just as good if not better.

You were under a sleep induced medication so there was no way you’d wake up to his hands stroking your clit, or his dick smearing his cum onto your lips.

So as soon as the clock illuminated the bright red 12am, his hands were on you.

He took his time, he had 24 hours after all, his hand glided over your stomach, gripping your bundles of joy with love and devotion. His sweet pouty lips were laying wet desperate kisses behind your ear, whispering sweet nothings that flew past your unconscious self but were picked up by the camera at the foot of the bed.

The thin silk nightgown you were wearing complimented the dips in your body, with nothing underneath, Chan's hips desperately rubbed against your ass, some of his precum smearing onto your. Another perk that came with sleeping naked.

His hands went from your stomach down to cup your cunt, even in your sleep you were wet. The sweet sounds from your pussy only got louder the longer he played with you, his finger doing tight circles on your clit, dragging his hand lower to your opening, slipping his middle and ring finger in just a bit to hear that sweet squelch before going back to your clit and repeating this action again. “So wet and perfect for me aren’t ya pretty girl”

He put the same two fingers he used to play with you into his mouth, tasting your delicious essence that only made his dick throb harder, “And so fucking tasty, all for daddy right? Yeah, it’s all for me”

Chan took hold of your wrist, and positioned your hands to wrap around his dick, he tightened your grip on him and mimicked your movements as if you were giving him a handjob. His hips lifted off the bed in a desperate thrust each time you reached his sensitive tip. He has a high stamina but the build up to this special day was enough to have made him cum just a few strokes in. His warm cum oozed down to your hand, basically lathering them like lotion.

Chan laid your cum lathered hand on the bed and sat up on his knees near your head, his dick was still rock hard with his warm cum drilling from his tip which he put to use. He held your head in one hand while the other guided his dick to smear his cum on your lips as if it were lipgloss. “You’ll be tasting me for days princess”

He could just smell your arousal from up there so he positioned himself to lay flat between your legs, maneuvering your thick thighs around his shoulders so your legs were lying limp on his back.

Your breathing was heavy but still deep asleep, Chan internally praised those pills, you were like a doll he could play with right now, no complaints or sounds.

He was right, your pussy was glistening with arousal, he used his nose to nudge one of your lips apart, he could feel your warmth. Your clit throbbing to be touched and worshiped. Chan licked a big slow stripe from your hole all the way to your clit, swearing and moaning your name as he finally got to taste you.

His head followed with the movements of his tongue, eyes rolled to the back of his head as he felt you throb against his mouth. His hips rutted the bed, cock still a bit sensitive from his previous orgasm. Chan’s hands were wrapped around your thigh in a way so he could easily reach down to your pussy to pull your lips apart and get even more access to your clit.

The man became cross eyed as you got nearer to your orgasm, his gaze going from your pussy to your chest that was rising and falling faster, he could feel your muscles tense and just as he expected, his mouth was soon filled with your cum, his own orgasm came a second later, his cum getting on his stomach and the bed.

“That’s my good girl yea, good job doll,” Chan’s veiny hands were full of your stomach, squeezing you along with his praises. His body shifted upwards, keeping your legs wrapped around his hips as he positioned his dick at your opening “can you give me one more? Of course you can, you’re just a doll made for me to play with aren’t you? My little whore”

Chan juiced up his dick with your wetness, and teased you by holding your pussy lips together to squeeze your clit and grind his dick over it repeatedly. You were dripping with remaining cum down to your ass and the bedsheets, slick lewd sounds filling the room along with chans soft groans.

Without using his hands, he lifted his hips closer, his tip nudging itself inside your pussy slowly and he watched as your pussy stretched to welcome him, your warm walls so tight it was basically suffocating him and he wanted more. He bottomed out, your lower bodies pressed against each other as his head was tilted back in bliss.

He pulls out slowly, only leaving the head of his dick inside before pushing himself back in. Chan picked up the pace gradually, mesmerized at the sight of your soft stomach and boobs jiggling with every thrust he delivers.

If you were to be watching through the camera, you’d see his tensed muscular back, his hands feeling up on your thighs and hips. If you were to look lower, you’d see and hear his balls roughly smacking against your ass, cum from earlier stretching thin from your body and his with each thrust.

“Fuhckk baby..your pussy feels so good” chan was on the verge of crying, he let your legs go and leaned into you to intertwine your hands, his forehead on yours.

“ ‘m gonna fuck my babies into you, nice and full hmm? Would you like that? Yea you would”

He positioned one knee higher beside you to get even deeper inside of you, he could feel the bulge in your stomach each time he thrusted and it drove him crazy but he wanted you to cum first. He reached down with one hand to stimulate your clit, rubbing it in tight circles.

Chan smiled lazily into your cheek as he felt the tell tale signs of your orgasm approaching. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t let a tear escape his eyes as he felt you cum, even in your sleep you were amazing.

He fucked your through your orgasm, and followed quickly after you, his balls tightened as his thrusts became riged. He didn’t pull out, a part of him wanted to go through with his promise of breeding you and getting you pregnant but he knew you’d kill him if he did it without you conscious.

The squelching sound that came from your pussy when he pulled out sent goosebumps over his body, he watched as his cum flowed out of you, down your ass and onto the sheets.

“One day I’ll make sure none of it will be wasted princess”

He kissed all over your face and cleaned you up, wiping away the dried cum from your lips and body. He was excited to see your reaction to the tape later on and film even more. After all, it’s his birthday and he had 24 hours to do whatever he wanted with you, wherever, and whenever.

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I'm trying to see something

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this has been my head since I watched Wanteez over and over again. This episode of wanteez always gets me melting, screaming.

THE WAY YUNHO COVERED WOOYOUNG'S BODY ENTIRELY LIKE IS THIS THE VIEW ... IS THIS .... 🫠

Eat! Eat, it’s okay! You eat! YOU EAT! ↳ 4 / ∞

When you realize your blog turned one year old today on Chan’s birthday 😫

★ pairing : bf!chan x fem!reader

★ warnings : smut, masturbating, sexting, reader sends chan a spicy video, whipped chan, needy chan/reader.

a/n : haven't written in a while so here's a little smth I thought of <3 sorry for any mistakes, it's 4am and it's pretty rushed :3

"just a little more—so so close," chan whispers to himself.

he's spread out on his chair in the studio, fisting his cock up and down, specifically touching himself the way you do it, slowly teasing his tip and tracing his fingers on the veins.

as dirty as he feels doing that, it just feels too good. his eyes are currently focused on his phone as it played a video you sent him 20 minutes ago.

One Video : sent 20 minutes ago.

your fingers were tracing your swollen cunt, soon leading your fingers all the way to your clit where you eventually stopped to stimulate it

an accidental whimper leaves your lips, as your body squirms.

"wish it was you so bad," you cried out with a fucked out voice.

it was obvious you'd been in this state for a while, your hair all messy, tears threatening to leave your eyes, sweat beads all over your body, the desperation that chan loved so much in your voice.

soon after you move your two fingers to open up your pussy lips with a 'v' shape, showing chan your needy little hole

"come home channie—miss you," you mewled

you gasp as you slowly add a finger inside yourself

End of Video

he just couldn't help it, as much as he wanted to go home, he had to work, so he was stuck with next best thing

his studio was currently filled with his muffled groans trying his best to keep quiet, making great efforts even when he was well aware that that room was sound proof, though that was the last thing he was thinking of.

his mind is full of you—it always is, even when he was shamelessly masturbating to your video.

chan lets out breathy moans as he finally finds the perfect pace, he uses his thumb to tease his tip, his hips stuttering as he tries to not fuck his fist

he tries his very hardest to recreate the way you do it, eventually becoming way too needy to continue, his pace was fast, he wanted the release—no. needed.

and it was because of you.

his eyes were hooded even when he tried his hardest he just couldn't keep them open, his lips were parted, head thrown back, legs spread as his pants were hurriedly unbuttoned.

"fuck me," he growls, as his eyes roll back, mind endlessly full of you

he needed you.

needed your mouth, hands, your sweet tight pussy, absolutely anything from you.

just you.

chan holds back a loud grunt as he finally comes, his hair is all messy, sweat covering his body, his pants were down to his ankles. a mess, he was a mess for you

he takes out his phone, finally replying to your little video, he takes a photo of himself displayed, his hot cum all over his thighs and lower stomach, just as he was about to click send, he hears a knock on his studio door.

"channie, can I come in?" he hears your voice say softly hinting you probably heard it all.