I Meant To Post This And This On New Years But What The Fuck Ever. Enjoy.

I meant to post this and this on New Years but what the fuck ever. enjoy.

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During your week tour of the EU you’d asked to stop for the night to ring in the new year. He wasn’t used to really celebrating New Year the same way you were but he indulged you anyway. There you just blended into the crowd, the people around you waiting for the single digit countdown to begin.

At the beat of the explosion of cheers you pulled Yunho close and kissed him with every bit of excitement and hope you had for this new year. He held you tight for that moment that felt like hours. When you pulled away everything felt like it was in slow motion.

The electricity of everyone wishing for a better year was palpable. People were hooting and hollering moving through the crowd with blowers and poppers but all you could see was him. Through the chaos, you let him lead you back to your little room at the cozy hotel. He wasn’t much for a new years celebration usually but the feeling that radiated throughout the town spurred his hands. Pants and shirt discarded with purpose. Movements quick but full of passion as he made you scream, rivaling the loudness outside.

Climaxes happening in unison with your hands pulling him to you. He laid his forehead on yours, breathing into each other as you tried to catch your breaths. A particularly bright, red firework caught both your attention. It lit up the small room for a moment then another one with an even louder crack.

He turned back to you with a smile. “Happy New Year”

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Part two to the twitter video one : Stroking his cock while you hold his head as he sucks your chest

For Changbin it would start off as a pec massage after he comes home from the gym. You kept seeing him rub them a la Chan in the one video of him massaging his titties. You really would think nothing of it, just trying to help your partner, but it would create a problem for him the more you brushed his nipples and fondled his chest. It would turn into something more as you saw him squirm. He would try to hide it but his constant moving and gulping and clearing his through would become obvious. You were oblivious until he let out a deep groan. You would ask if it hurt but got a look at the prominent bulge in his shorts as his denied it. You would simply smirk and continue massaging for a few more minutes until your hand traveled south. “Baby wha-” “I just want to help after a good workout.”

Aww Innie would be so baby boy to you but would release some deep groans and moans. I can see you wanting to make him feel good and hear him whine but the moment you started he would grip your wrist. He didn’t stop you but he maintained eye contact. Lust swirled in his fox like gaze, almost daring you to keep going. It would be shallow breaths with his mouth slightly open before he fully gave you the most sensual sounds. Not what you were expecting. “Fuck, keep going. I know you want to.”

My Hyunjin, he would be such a whiner when you got into it. He’s such a drama queen, complaining he needs something as he rests his head on your plush lap. He would turn to face you holding your waist and breathing you in before you took hold of him and he started panting. He would start nipping at any part of you he could touch (his way of trying to keep the embarrassing sounds to minimum) But you would just tease him further. “Please stop playing, I told you I need-” “And I need to hear you, Jinnie. Make more of those pretty sounds for me and I’ll give you what you want.”

With Minho, he would try to put on a strong face not used to letting himself get vulnerable in THIS way for sex but enjoying it. It would only be when your voice genuinely assures him, quietly next to his ear, that the crease between his brows smooth and his eyes go doe like and mouth open a little in a type of grateful trust that he lets himself be brought to pleasure. The rest of the time, he takes it in just looking at you. Even when he’s about to cum, his eyes hesitate until the last sensation to close just so he can see you longer and take you in as he does so. (vulnerability is heavy in his. Like he’s so tough and fun and crazy but in this moment he’s just feeling good. Falling apart under your hands because he wholly trusts you) “I’ve got you Min. Please let me make you cum.”

Big dick! chan, insecure about his size

“It’s a lot right? I-It seems like a lot” he says when your shocked expression stops your movements.

He tries to pull his boxers back up but you tightly grab his wrist with one hand and his dick with the other.

“This is mine now” you state, very matter a fact. Possessive! (Little bit of body worship)Partner

I really meant to post this and this on new years but who fucking cares. enjoy.

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“Channie, cmon on!”

Chan scrambled to grab the tweeters and the bottle as you turned down the lights and laid out the champagne flutes.

The champagne popped at 2 and you grabbed his shirt at 1 and pulled him into a kiss at ‘Happy New Year’ as the drink foamed out over his hand.

Neither of you were dressed up. He was shirtless in basketball shorts and you were in a shirt three times two big from a random city you visited.

The world outside you exploded in fireworks and cheers to the new year. You were stuck in London after a mix up with your layover while going to visit his family in Australia. The hotel room was quite what you had planned, by now his family rang in the new year about 12 hours ago.

You pulled away from him, smiling so big your cheeks would hurt. He mirrored your happiness before pouring the champagne while you blew a noise maker much louder than you meant to. He grabbed one too and blew it in your face dissolving you into a mess of giggles. Soon, you stopped paying attention to the celebration on tv at all as you kissed again between sips of champagne and dancing to the faint music of the nearest party.

Stuck anywhere with him is still heaven.

I saw a video on twitter and now I can’t stop thinking about it with skz members:

Stroking his cock while you hold his head as he sucks your chest

Felix and Jisung would be the softest and most sensitive. You would run your fingers through his hair as you coo at him, the juxtaposition of your sweetness making him more sensitive to the feel of your hand on him. He would suck on your tits lost in the sensations and whine each time you teased his cock. He was a whimpering until he came while he grabbed your wrist tight to stop you from continuing. ‘Aww look at the mess my baby made’

Seungmin would love it but would be an asshole(affectionate) about it. He would love the comfort and the feeling but the minute he could get his bearings he would make it his mission to turn it around on you. He would suck harsh marks into your skin as he laughed and said lustful things to melt you but every now and then you would remind him who had control with a squeeze to his dick or speeding up to take his breath away. Right as he was about to cum you would pull your hand away and grab his wrists together so he couldn’t keep going. When his orgasm was gone he would look up at you with frustrated tears. ‘So cute, you thought you were in control, min.’

And of course Chan. I couldn’t leave out our leader. When he was stressed to his limit you would gesture for him to get comfortable with his head on your lap and let him clear his mind as you comforted him. You simply played with his hair or stroked his cheek until he started getting antsy. He probably didn’t even realize his arousal at first until you slid your hand into his pants. Gentle touches drove his brain further into retreat from all his stress. His whine at how hard he was made you fully grasp him. You stroked slowly at first building the euphoric feeling, leaning over to press kisses over his face. The more he moaned and whined you speed up, softly praising him in his ear. ‘You work so hard. You deserve to cum don’t you? Go ahead baby’