Overstimming Mingyu

overstimming mingyu ♡

dom!gn!reader x sub!mingyu

includes: edging mention, bondage/rope use, nicknames (puppy, love, babe), overstim (obviously), aftercare

notes: holy shit i am so sorry this is so late and so short ㅠㅠ i’ve had major writers block recently & started this blog as a way to curve it, so im not really the best at getting things out on time. ANYWAY did everyone see gyu’s calvin klein pics im literally on my knees for him Uhm…

his chest heaves up and down. his breath is shaky, and he whines your name softly.

your sweet mingyu is so pretty like this, you think.

you’ve been edging him for the better part of an hour, with his hands tied together, and the only thing he can really do right now is squirm and beg for you. not like you’re complaining, though; his warm skin and his almost wrecked voice is more than enough for you.

him, though?

“babe, please, just- just let me cum, please,” mingyu begs. he’s been begging for the past 30 minutes without stopping.

“what did i say, puppy?” your voice is like silk to him.

“… no begging anymore, or you won’t do anything.” mingyu reminds himself.

“there you go.” you pat his head softly, and kiss his cheek. “are you gonna be good now?”

“yes, yes i promise!”

you nod. your hand moves once again, pumping mingyu’s cock slowly. his soft breathing picks up again, and you smile. he’s just so fucking cute.

you run your thumb over the slit of his cock, and he lets out a loud moan, arching his back slightly. you speed up your pace, and the panting begins again.

“babe, please, i’m gonna cum- i- i can’t hold it,” mingyu whines out.

“it’s okay. you can do it. cum for me, love.”

mingyu lets out a shaky breath, and closes his eyes, cumming practically on cue. he shakes and twitches, but when you don’t stop, he whimpers.

“w-what’re you-?”

“you said you wanted to cum. cum for me again, puppy. for me.”

mingyu shakes again, the white hot pain and pleasure coursing through his veins now. he grunts quietly, and hot tears prick at his eyes. he cums again, and you help him through it, slowing down only a little.

his eyes are practically glazed over, but you just love seeing him this way. he pants hard, whining and crying softly from just how overwhelming it is. it’s so fucking good, he can’t get a single word out, but he’s reaching his limit now, and you can tell.

you speed your hand up, using mingyu’s own cum to help. you look down at his chest, and you squeeze at his sensitive pecs. he yelps softly in surprise, and mewls when you begin to pinch at his nipples. he whines again, high and loud, and as you run your thumb over the slit of his cock again, he cums for the third time.

he moans loudly, sobbing from the pleasure, and he pants shakily as you let him go.

“… holy shit.” mingyu laughs softly at himself.

“you’re so gorgeous, puppy. you did so well for me. so good.” you kiss his forehead lightly, and wipe away his tears. you untie his wrists, and check for any rope burn, the same way you always do. when you find none, you rub a small amount of soothing cream onto mingyu’s wrists.

the fact that you do all of this without him having to ask… it warms his heart. in a way, this is the real pleasure, despite what you just did to him. just being with you, taking care of one another… he loves it. he loves you.

hiii i saw that requests for a short drabble from the prompt list is open! i was wondering if you could do prompt 46 or 10 with anyone of the svt members<33

“A hello/good-bye kiss that is given without thinking - where neither person thinks twice about it.” + vernon

i can't get over f2l roommate vernon whoops. i chose prompt 10 since 46 was a bit sad :)

“vernon, did you find your airpods?”

“yes!” he calls out from the kitchen, voice muffled strangely. no doubt he’s once again made himself a breakfast of bread and jam. if only he’d listen to you once and let you make him a normal breakfast.

“what about your hoodie? the one chan borrowed four days ago?”

“he said he’s going to give it back to me today, don’t worry,” vernon says, rushing out of the kitchen and heading straight to where his shoes are. it’s a bit funny to see him this flustered. he’s always the calm and collected one between the two of you.

“oh, shit,” he curses, and you laugh when you see he’s put the wrong shoe on the wrong foot.“

“are we still on for today evening? to catch that re-run of avatar?”

“of course we are. but can you tell me why i chose this particular class?”

“script writing? are you seriously asking me that?”

he stands up and takes off his beanie, running a hand through his hair and putting it back on. “it’s not fun when i have to wake up this early and go to my class and you have to do…nothing.”

“you have way more thoughts than i do,” you say with a shrug. “makes sense you’d take this course.”

“well. thanks. see you by noon?”

“i’ll be right here,” you say, raising your hand for a fistbump. the usual.

vernon steps closer. at first you think he’s about to tell you something, but you feel a quick kiss pressed to your lips, gone as fast as it came. “bye.”

“vernon? what?”

he freezes the exact way you’re also frozen. you’re sure he didn’t meant to do that, given the way there’s an actual blush on his cheeks. you’ve never seen him blush at anything, and here he is, having just kissed you.

you’re not exactly upset with the fact that your very hot roommate you’ve had a crush on for a better part of the year has just kissed you goodbye. but it’s just crazy that it came to him so…naturally. there’s so many questions in your mind, honestly. yet you can’t help feel bad for vernon given the way he’s eyeing you and the door. he’s already late for his class by a few minutes.

“go,” you say. “we need to talk about this later.”

“you’re not…upset?”

“only if it was a mistake.”

“it wasn’t. it just…felt right.”

he’s speaking deadpan and it’s still the most romantic thing you’ve heard. you reach out to grab his collar, and his eyes widen. “do it again?”

he’s definitely been thinking about it for a while now, because he obliges.

i wanna ride joshua on that couch of his and overstimulate him while another member is asleep in their bedroom (pretend they’re his roommate i forget if he lives with one of them or not)

he lives by himself but for the sake of this ajshsh he lives with jeonghan

your knees sink into the cushions as you straddle your boyfriend’s lap and settle on his cock. your throw your arms around his neck, wrists dangling over the back of the couch as his hands find the small of your back.

“god, you’re so fucking wet,” joshua groans. “does that feel good, baby?”

you moan softly in affirmation before catching his lips in a kiss that quickly turns sloppy.

he encourages you to start moving on top of him, palms sliding down to your ass so that he can help you rock back and forth.

you’re so full of him, it’s hard to think about anything else. he has you right where he wants you.

“gotta be quiet,” he reminds you, “jeonghan’s a light sleeper.”

you hadn’t even realized you were making noise until he says that, hadn’t even registered the squeaking of the couch springs— but now that you have, you’re hyper aware of every sound either of you make.

it’s impossible to be quiet when joshua keeps hitting that spot, though. and he does it without even trying. even when you’re sitting completely still, the head of his cock rests against it, making you tighten around him in a way that draws both of you closer to the edge.

“this isn’t going to last long, is it?” joshua whispers, grimacing. you shake your head. “that’s probably for the best,” he concedes.

“jeonghan will appreciate it,” you agree.

“being a quick shot for the sake of my best friend, i’m just considerate like that.”

“wait, so are we not fucking again when we go back to your room?” you ask.

joshua scoffs. “i’m not that considerate.”

our shua 🥹

in your arms | chwe vernon

a/n: thanks anon for the request! | warning: nsfw content ahead

“fuck. you feel so good, baby.” 

vernon grunts near to your ear as he slowly rocks his hips against yours. you let out a whimper at his praise. You love the way his cock felt against your tight walls. This is your first time with your boyfriend of 3 months. And, he’s taking it slow but deep. 

you pull him down to press your lips against his, and he immediately accepts it. wrapping your arms around his neck, you slowly move your lips against his. his tongue brushes against your lower lip and you open your mouth, letting his tongue wander. vernon’s hands grip your hips securely as he drills his cock in and out of you, slowly. 

it’s like he’s trying to memorize every inch of you. The way your core snugly hug his cock, the way you whimper when his tip brushes against your cervix, your pretty moans, how you hold yourself so close to him like you wanted to merge as one with him. he grunts again, this time into your mouth. he pulls away, tucking a stray hair strand back. and he lets his hand stay there, his thumb softly caressing your cheek. 

“so pretty,” he whispers, and stars of adoration dance in his eyes. A soft smile decorates his face as he looks at you. you’re his. all his.

If someone had said that you’d have vernon on top of you, spilling praises while he’s softly making love to you, you wouldn’t have believed a single word. well, fate has its way of playing. vernon and you have been in the same friend group for years. But never have you ever thought that the shy and sweet boy (whom you couldn’t help but like) was actually head over heels for you. and a drunken night of confessions has led you both here. 

you whine his name, your nails slightly digging into his shoulder muscles and vernon senses your neediness. his heart floods with warmth. a moan breaks through him and he feels your neediness seeping into him. 

“want me to go rough baby?” he questions, to which you shake your head ‘no.’ “just go on like this. you make me feel so good,” you draw out the last word, looking up at him and biting your lips. 

“as you wish, pretty.” 

he continues his rhythm but adds on a little momentum when he’s meeting your hips, and you feel yourself go insane at how he’s making you feel. warmth tingles all over your body and it pools in your stomach. vernon lifts you and encases you in his arms, as he’s trying to draw out your climax and his own. you once again wrap your arms around him and kiss him, feeling your orgasm shuddering through. he rests his head on your shoulder blades, emptying his fill inside you and you shiver at the feeling of his cum painting your walls. securing your arms around him, you also rest your head on his shoulders. 

and you wish you could freeze this moment, forever in the arms of your lover.

josh’s part in the cock worshipping post got me thinking thots and i raise you:

✨🎀 cock ring with a bow on it 🎀✨

— joshua using a cock ring with a pink bow on it — WARNINGS: smut, hand job, cum denial, edging, cockring, oil/lub, crying, begging, sub!joshua, dom!reader.

joshua's eyes are wide with desperation, his body trembling as he looks down at the pink bow tied around the cock ring. it’s such a pretty, innocent thing, but the torment it’s causing him is anything but. you can see the sweat glistening on his forehead, his abs tensed, muscles straining as he tries to hold on.

his cock is harder than you’ve ever seen it, veins prominent and skin flushed. his balls are tight, begging for release, and you can see the desperation in his eyes.

“please, y/n,” he whispers, his voice shaky. “please let me cum. i can’t take it anymore.”

you hum thoughtfully, running your oiled hand slowly up and down his length. the way he moans, his hips bucking involuntarily, makes you smile. “look at you, joshua,” you coo, your tone both teasing and affectionate. “so desperate, so needy. all because of a little pink bow.”

he shudders, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. “it’s too much,” he gasps, his voice breaking. “please, i need to cum. i’ll do anything.”

you stop abruptly, watching as his face contorts in frustration and need. his body trembles, his breaths coming in short, ragged gasps. “you’re so pretty when you cry,” you murmur, wiping a tear from his cheek. “but you know you have to earn it.”

he nods frantically, his eyes pleading. “i’ll be good, i promise. just please…”

you resume your slow, torturous strokes, watching as he writhes beneath you. the oil makes every touch glide smoothly, and you can see the way it drives him wild. “do you like this, joshua?” you ask softly, your thumb circling the tip of his cock. “do you like being teased, being denied?”

“y-yes,” he moans, his head falling back.

“all tied up and desperate. you’re going to be traumatized by pink bows after this, aren’t you?”

he nods frantically, his breath coming in ragged gasps, making you laugh.

his tears flow freely now, his body shaking with the effort of holding back. you can see the strain in his muscles, the way his abs clench with every touch. “you’re doing so well,” you praise, your voice soothing. “just a little longer, okay? you can do it.”

he sobs, nodding weakly. “i can’t… i can’t…”

“yes, you can,” you insist, your hand moving faster now, the oil making obscene sounds in the quiet room. “just hold on a little longer. i know you can do it.”

his eyes roll back, his moans growing louder. you can feel him getting closer, his cock twitching in your hand. “please,” he begs one last time, his voice barely a whisper. “please let me cum…”

you feel a thrill of satisfaction at his words, his utter submission to you. “good boy,” you purr, finally reaching down to remove the cock ring. “you’ve done so well, joshua. you can cum now.”

the moment you slip the ring off, he lets out a cry of relief, his body shaking as he finally reaches his release. you watch him, feeling a sense of pride at how completely you’ve unraveled him. his moans fill the room, his eyes rolling back as he spills over your hand, his entire body tensed with the force of his orgasm.

when he finally collapses back against the bed, spent and panting, you lean down to kiss him gently. “you did so well,” you whisper against his lips. “such a good boy for me.”

he smiles weakly, his eyes fluttering open to look at you. “thank you, mistress”