Choi Beomgyu Smut - Tumblr Posts

I actually need him on my lap and getting off by humping my thighs

just a thought but

sub beomgyu humping a pillow thinking about you degrading him as he gets off on your thigh. he's so desperate and whiny wishing to feel you, wishing to hear you. he's probably already overstimulated himself but it feels so good and he can't get enough.

warmth [II] ― c.beomgyu x f.reader

wc: 3.7k

genre: frenemies to lovers, slight fluff, suggestive, smut.

summary: you and beomgyu used to be childhood bestfriends, but you drifted apart and became more dismissive of each other. you both snicker and tease each other, but there's always a feeling of something more being there. perhaps a beach trip can manage to make you guys closer, maybe closer than ever. (SEQUEL TO THIS)

cw: smut, fingering, protected sex, penetration, grinding, slight bit of angst, slight bit of insecurity from reader and beomgyu, fucking with people in another room? (they're unaware though)

a/n: finally posting this. i know some people were waiting for it, so i hope you enjoy!! (a bit rushed but it’s still cute.)

ever since yesterday, you and beomgyu didn't know how to act. the usual bickering and playful mood were turning into more of a slightly awkward but also tense atmosphere.

you both had fallen asleep after your... moment. however, beomgyu was gone after you had woken up, the past comfort of his warmth nowhere to be found on the other side of the bed.

because of this, you had assumed that maybe he wasn't feeling completely good about it. maybe some dwelling on it made him realize what happened more clearly. you had to admit, you were a bit confused by it too.

sure, you both had some sexual tension growing between the both of you for a while now. but it didn't help that much with this new event. you guys were still childhood friends, and recent... frenemies?

consequently, you opted to think that beomgyu was maybe feeling a bit shy or awkward. even though inside, you were dreading the fact that he was regretting it and avoiding you.

"y/n?"

"huh?"

"i asked you to help beomgyu with the dishes. wake up honey!" your mom chuckled as she noticed your dumbfounded expression.

thankfully, your mom snapped you out of your overwhelming thoughts, making you walk towards the kitchen sink.

whatever. it's whatever. if he regrets it, he regrets it. if it's something else, it's something else. stop bothering yourself with all this.

"took you long enough. at this point the night breeze is about to dry these plates faster than you." beomgyu commented as he saw you stand next to him and grab a plate to dry it.

"really? well i bet that if i gave a kid these plates, he would make them three times cleaner than this." you bite back, not meeting his gaze, part of you a bit annoyed at his lack of communication the whole day.

"you could never clean these like i do." he states, looking up and smirking, like he was royalty. it amused you a bit, beomgyu always did something that made you laugh. but this time, you didn't want to give him much of a reply.

"oh, i'd hope nobody ever cleans them like you do." you continue, starting to put the dry dishes away into the kitchen cabinets.

"hah! sure. you're just jealous of my skills."

"hm, didn't know you had any sort of skills. in like, anything?"

right after you finished your sentence, the sounds of beomgyu scrubbing the dishes stopped, the water still running. you were a bit disorientated, not knowing what he was doing.

until you felt him stand behind you, his body pressed up against yours. again.

"i'll have you know i'm skilled at a lot of things." he murmurs behind you. "and i bet... you'd like some of those things." he resumes, as he brushes his hand over your thigh, then your hip, and finally your waist, leaving it there.

your words were caught in your throat, not being able to mutter even a mediocre response to him, the feeling of him so close to you making you flustered.

"guys, are you done yet?" beomgyu's mom asked as she walked inside the kitchen. your eyes widened when you heard her footsteps coming close.

beomgyu's other hand moved up to the kitchen cabinet, reaching for it, as his other hand placed itself on the counter. you just stayed still and then looked at her with an apologetic smile.

"yup, just helping y/n close the cabinet! you know how short she is mom." he brushes off with a small laugh.

luckily, beomgyu's mother didn't really pay much mind to it and just told you both to wrap things up and go to your room, leaving soon after.

"move, beomgyu." you command, turning around and glaring at him with a frown. your cheeks were still shining a small tone of pink, making your expression not look nearly as intimidating as you wanted.

still, beomgyu backed off, frowning himself, feeling a bit attacked. he knew you both always fought and fooled around, but you looked genuinely mad. he didn't like that.

"hey- are you- are you mad?" he asked, looking for your eyes, while you just turned around, avoiding his.

"you figure that out, i'm going upstairs." you sigh, walking away from him before he could reply.

honestly, you didn't want to be so immature about it, but you just couldn't stand him being like that after leaving you earlier.

"so fucking cold-" you shivered, tiptoeing towards your spot on the bed. the pajamas you had packed for the beach trip weren't doing anything for you. you thought the night weather would be similar to the sunny hot breeze in the day, but you were so wrong. the night breeze was icy, your tank top and pajama pants making it hit you with all it's might.

once you got to the bed, you hurriedly covered your legs and waist with the blanket, sitting down and trying your best to warm yourself up. you grabbed your phone and started to reply to some messages, as well as scrolling through some apps.

the door creaked, making you look up from your phone, your stare meeting beomgyu's as he came in.

not a word was exchanged between you two, both not knowing very well what to say. he went inside the bathroom to change, and you opted to lay down already, and try to go to sleep.

when he came out, you were already turning your back to him, the lights turned off, the covers unsettled, and your figure blurred by the darkness.

beomgyu internally sighed and got on the bed, settling himself on his side. nonetheless, he was not going to sleep. he couldn't do that after you left like that earlier.

"y/n."

silence.

"y/n?"

silence.

"y/n. please."

he moved over closer to you, not too close, but closer.

"did i go overboard? was it- was it bad? i'm sorry- i thought we both wanted it. i just- i admit i was... really turned on by you... so i acted out on it- but i'm sorry, it was wrong. i really thought-" his words were coming out like a wave, all so rushed and piling over.

"it's not that!" you cut him off, turning around and sitting up, finally facing him.

his mouth shut close and he looked at you with his brows furrowing to the side, just like a lost puppy.

"you, you left earlier. i woke up alone. and then you- you just didn't talk to me?" you explain, looking around, searching for the right words. "i just didn't understand. we did... something. and to not see you or talk to you after that, was confusing. yeah, i was embarrassed and i knew we could be awkward maybe, but it was odd."

"oh. oh shit. y/n i'm sorry." beomgyu's frown turned over, making him look mad. and he was mad at himself. he forgot to even explain anything to you.

you didn't know. you didn't know that beomgyu had been woken up by his mother knocking on the door and telling him to come help with some things around the beach house. making him leave your side without being able to explain anything. even more so, his mother had him running around the house and the beach, making him do all sorts of chores, which made it impossible to talk to you, until now.

he explained everything to you, telling you every single chore his mom made he do, every single moment he wanted to talk to you but couldn't. it all made sense now, and you were so relieved.

"i'm sorry. i didn't realize. i just, i got in my head and i overthought everything." you say, your body moving closer to him unconsciously, searching for his warmth.

"we both fucked up y/n. we're stupid." he let out, stifling a small laugh.

"woah hey, don't put me on the same level as you-" you retort, feeling comfortable enough to dive back into your old dynamic.

"oh, shut up!" his eyes roll up and he smiles soon after, this new mood making it all feel better.

"weird. i thought you didn't want me to?" you mock him, clearly challenging him to see what would happen next.

for a second his mouth opens, ready for a response, but then it closes back. his mind goes haywire as he remembers the words he said to you, the acts he did on you, and the things you said. his cheeks are soon stained with a bright pink shade, his eyes wide and his mouth firmly shut.

"that-" he pauses, a wave of embarrassment brushing over him.

has he ever felt this embarrassed? the choi beomgyu, was being utterly shy and quiet.

"that's so different y/n." his voice marks a more serious tone, his gaze meeting yours. the blush on his cheeks is prominent, but even more so, the almost hidden shimmer in his eyes makes him look so gorgeous.

you both stare at each other, the atmosphere in the room thickening with each breath you took. you were both sitting down in the very same bed from last night, facing each other, your bodies longing for the other's.

"gyu—"

before you even try to form a sentence, his hands find shelter on the sides of your neck, pulling you in.

the short breaths exchanged between kisses echo around the room, making it too easy to get lost in the warmth of beomgyu's embrace. whatever coldness you felt before was long gone, your body felt like it was on fire, every clash of your mouths with each other making your temperature skyrocket.

"let me touch you- please-" beomgyu pleads, detaching his lips from yours but sticking his forehead against yours instead. his hands were stilled just behind your lower back, waiting for your response. to be honest, beomgyu was about to go insane if he waited any longer. it took all of his self control not to manhandle you and feel every single bit of your body.

"yes- do everything you want gyu." you breathe out, looking up at him expectantly.

"fuck- don't say that." he sighs, furrowing his brows and letting his head drop down into the crook of your neck.

"touch me." you inquire, the tone in your voice so soft that it makes him twitch in his pants. his hands roughly grasped your waist, placing you right on top of his hard on.

his breath immediately hitched when your clothed core came in contact with his crotch. his eyelashes fluttered and his mouth gaped with the electric feeling of it. your hands move down to gather his, sliding them from your waist down to your hips. he takes the hint and assists you by pressing you against his bulge, making you grind down on him.

"mmh" a moan slips past your lips, your eyes shutting closed and your palms flying up to his chest to stabilize yourself.

"so that's how you like it?" his voice deepens, the timbre of it lowering down and revealing some cockiness in it with each word.

you can only nod in response, choosing to drop your head down, your eyes opening and being met with the sight of beomgyu's hips moving up into you. it looked so lewd, the rhythmic thrust of his pelvis against your heat.

"y/n.. so good.. you feel so good.." he praises into your ear, his voice husky and vibrating against your skin. right after his comment, he nips at your earlobe, bitting it softly and earning a small gasp from you. the grinding against his erection made you fuzzy and warm inside, it all felt like a fever dream. you were burning inside and out, his hands starting to roam around your body until they found their place on your breasts.

"so pretty. so so pretty y/n." he whispers, his eyes not leaving your breasts, hypnotized by the heaving of your chest.

just as beomgyu started to lower his head down to your chest, starting to bite and nibble at the skin that he had now exposed, your hand began to lower his shorts, not a single thought in your mind other than needing him.

"w-wait.." his head quirks up, his face flushed, ears red, lips puffy and eyes glossy.

"d-did i go too far?" you hesitate, fearing you might have crossed a boundary.

"no! no.. it's just.." he mutters, looking away shyly.

"s-should we stop?" you offer, feeling incredibly ashamed of the ideas in your mind.

"—no! please-" he opposes, furrowing his brows, both of his pupils shaking as they broke through yours.

"so.. what now?" you look down to the tent in his pants and the small wet patch that formed on top of his sweatpants. his hands started to inch down slowly, calculating every swift across your thigh until it reached down between your legs. then, his hand cups your heat, his middle finger starting to trace up and down your slit, tempting you.

“let me do it for you. please." he purrs into your neck, nipping at the skin and licking the cherry tinted marks on it. you swallowed, once, twice, and then melted into his touch. your breath joint with his, frantic and hot.

he hooked his finger on the elastic of your panties and hooked them to the side. "sorry, i'm—" you were swollen, plump and wet. you didn't think you were capable of getting so wet, so fast, but apparently you were. "beautiful." he wasn't really talking to you, more like he was thinking out loud. "can i?"

at first you weren't sure what he was asking permission for, but when you looked down to see his middle finger prodding at your entrance, his thumb slowly rubbing against your clit in a spiral, you understood.

"yeah." your words came out hoarse, like they had struggled to even form. he was so turned on, being able to have you on his fingers made his cock twitch in his pants. when he finally pushed his digit into you, and then another one, he grunted out a guttural fuck, responding to the ease in which they went in.

his eyes would not leave your cunt, entranced with the way his fingers slipped in and out of you with ease. and oh god, how he loved the sounds you were making against him.

“you’re such a good girl. taking my fingers so well..” he praised, reaching deeper and hitting the soft spot that made you see stars. you never knew beomgyu would be so good with his fingers. that he would be talking dirty like this, to you.

“fuck- who thought you to speak like that??” you gasped, moving your head into the crook of his neck to try and hide your flustered state.

“what’s wrong baby? is it turning you on?” he teased, his tone playful and yet so lustful, his fingers doing wonders and bringing you closer to the edge.

“s-shut up.” you bite back, biting his neck and licking it, a sharp moan coming out of him. such a sweet sound, he just sounded so pretty.

“cum for me.” he pleads, feeling you getting close and hearing your moans get higher. “please cum on my fingers.”

“fuck, gyu!” you whimper, the bundle of knots in your stomach snapping.

“fucking soak me.” he whispers against your hair, grasping it as he tries his best to control his breathing, almost not being able to contain how much this was affecting him too. luckily, this helped and muffled your moans a bit, helping so that the others don’t hear everything.

after letting yourselves catch your breaths (more you than him), he separated from you and looked down at his hand, bringing his fingers up to his mouth. you looked up at him to see what kept him quiet, noticing how hard he was staring at your slick coating him.

you were about to say something, but then he brought them up to his mouth, sucking your juices off of them with a lazy grin. his cheekbones were bright red and his eyes were hazy, looking back at you when you just observed the obscene act.

“you didn’t need to do that.” you cleared your throat, looking away and closing your legs by reflex. but he wasn’t pleased with that, hands traveling to your thighs and taking the plush skin in them, separating your legs once again.

“i wanted to, and you taste so good y/n.” he winks, licking his lips after to get a last taste. as he does this, he reaches closer and places himself between your legs, climbing on top of you slowly. his body heat made yours increase, the closeness of you both making everything feel like it’s in slow motion.

when the mattress dips on the sides of your head, you feel beomgyu drop part of his weight on you, his crotch right on top of your naked one. he reaches down and finishes the job you started earlier by lowering his shorts enough for his dick to spring out. fuck, he was long and veiny, the tip of his shaft shining with precum.

“oh shit, i almost forgot!” he whisper shouts, turning back and chuckling softly. “i’m so fucking horny, i almost forgot to grab a condom.” he explains, reaching towards his bag and taking a small box of condoms out of the small pocket.

“you brought condoms?” you inquire, frowning and letting out a soft chuckle yourself.

“i um- i bought some earlier today..” he admits sheepishly, looking down as he takes one out and hides his embarrassment as much as possible. you smile in return and remember what’s about to happen, burning up too.

once he got it on, he returned between your legs, pressing his tip against your entrance, sliding it up and down while furrowing his brows and letting out tiny gasps.

“are you sure about doing this with me?” you ask out of insecurity, suddenly feeling a bit self conscious about whether or not he wanted this with you, or if it was just in the moment.

he instantly looked up at you in disbelief, his eyes shining under the moonlight. he rushed to go over to you, even closer, attacking your lips and starting to kiss you with as much need as he could let out. his tongue played with yours, your mouths colliding and fighting each other to get a little bit of air.

“you have no idea what i want” he growls against your mouth, his forehead sticking to yours as he aligns himself with you.

he searches for your eyes again, silently asking for consent, accepting it when you nod against him. not wasting any more time, he pushes himself in you, his shaft filling you up so deliciously when he bottoms out. you both sigh in contentment when he does so, you grabbing his back and him holding onto your waist. your bodies have never been closer, the heat from your bodies forming into one, into your warmth.

“does it feel okay?” he questions, rocking his hips gradually harder, his thrust showing themselves as more needy by the second.

‘okay’ was far from how good it felt to have him inside you. the nails of your fingers dug slightly into his shoulders as you hastily replied “don’t stop.”

“fuck, okay.” he grunts, now starting to thrust up into you, snapping his hips as he takes the back of your head into his right palm to steady you, holding you like a fragile flower. your fingernails then dig into his back, feeling his muscles move underneath your hands.

“why did i fight you again?” you manage to ask, struggling to even keep your eyes open.

“why? shit- cause' you're annoyed im too handsome?” he retorts jokingly but also out of spite, resenting you for ever keeping this from him.

“agh- now i remember” you add, whining the last bit when you feel him hitting you so deep with each thrust, another orgasm threatening to spill.

“i won’t last long with how good this feels..." he bites his lip, now moving his hands into your that we’re holding onto the sheets behind your head. he connects and tangles his fingers with yours, holding your hands against the mattress as he pounds into you.

“me too- please." you beg, grasping his hands in return, both of you holding onto each other desperately. you weren't gonna last long either, your high nearing with each moment of his. god, did beomgyu fuck often?! how was he so good?

between small whines and hushed breaths against your collar, beomgyu rushed his movements more, his thrust turning sloppy and even god- even more desperate. it was like he was aching for you, the need uncontrollable. and it was mutual, your legs closing up against his hips, caging him and pushing in further.

your sounds were both getting higher and higher, both of you incapable of keeping them in, this causing him to go forward and reattach your mouths. his tongue messily worked with yours as he muffled the sounds and kept on hitting your sweet spot.

just when you thought it couldn't get any better, your orgasm washed over you, making you moan into his mouth and him breathing it in. soon after, beomgyu landed his lasts thrusts and fucked your roughly through your high, his hitting him as well. he never stopped kissing you, trying his best to keep quiet and not get caught by the rest of the beach house.

then, beomgyu hesitantly untangles himself from you, pulling out slowly. your whole body feels fuzzy as he plops down on the bed next to you, trying to catch his breath. he throws the condom away in a trash can and then turns back to you.

"so- um.. did you- did you like it?" he questions, too shy to look straight at you and opting to play with his fingers instead. where was this shy attitude coming from? especially after he talked so boldly earlier.

"i did gyu. did you.. did you fuck often? i mean, that was really good i didn't know you'd-" before you can finish, he reaches over to you and places a peck on your cheek, showing a cheeky grin in his face, the pink hue on them almost unnoticed by you. "what was that for?" you giggle.

"just glad you liked it." he nonchalantly states, looking at you with a new glimmer in his eyes while he rests his head on his arm.

this was only the start of it, wasn't it?

© kiztae

(🔞) "can i take this?"

w: just perv!gyu asked for ur panties.

Beomgyu worshipped your body; In his house, in your house, in the remotest corners of the school, in the locker room as it is now, and everywhere else you got rid of your clothes.

Watching his face was always your favorite part. Cause of his teary eyes, cheeks flushed when he saw you naked, but all that asshole smile shining on his mouth and all those dirty words.

The taste that made you feel like this world was yours had already taken the name of drugs.

"Can I take this?"

But your belief that he was the reincarnation of Don Juan was the strongest.

Still sitting on his right leg when you put your panties on and were looking closely at his impatient expression as he asked you to take that panties.

You smiled, placed your middle finger in front of his nose and made him smile back.

Beomgyu looked into your eyes as he licked your finger along its length.

That fucking pink mouth.

Your classes weren't over yet and that meant you still had a few more hours to spend at school. It wasn't a great idea to go without panties all day. But Beomgyu never lost the admiring look in his eyes, whether you accepted or rejected him.

You stood up holding his shoulder, he was still smiling as he pulled his t-shirt over his head.

His arms soon went around your waist and gave you a little kiss on your stomach and tugged at your panties. "If I could take this," looked at you through his bangs. "I would put it in my pocket and take very good care of it." you smiled, raising your eyebrows. He could be really cute sometimes.

"And you... With your shiny thighs, walking in front of your friends with nothing under your skirt... Oh god-" he closed his eyes and shamelessly showed you that he was imagining it right now.

You tugged his hair lightly, "You asshole." even though you were enjoying all this theater.

"Haha" A silly laugh. "I am."

Instead of sitting on his lap, you leaned into his face and he put his hands behind his back. Your lips pressed together again.

Every second you spend next to him after sex is usually wrong because Choi Beomgyu always makes it so hard to leave.

"You're the hottest girl I've ever seen," his breath played on your lips, "...in my fucking life."

Gave his beautiful lips a small kiss and pulled back. "Hope you didn't put your phone number somewhere." you teased as you put on your pants.

Beomgyu smiled as he buckled his belt, not answering or looking back at you.

Probably because of the small piece of paper that would soon touch your fingertips when you put your hands in your pockets.

you were hot, stay with us.👋

©dr-solomon

☆ Me? Pegged?!

genre: smut, fluff, established relationship

Pairing: college bf ! beomgyu x dom ! fem reader

Warnings: pegging, soft sex, sub beomgyu, dom reader, fluff, male masturbation, mentions of porn, anal fingering, use of strap on, hand job, hand holding during sex, beomgyu cries but bc he’s emotional lolol, use of petnames ‘puppy’, ‘baby’, gendered term, reader is referred to as ‘girlfriend’ and afab,

synopsis: your skeptical boyfriend gets pegged for the first time <3 To say the least he definitely enjoys it a lot more than he expected.

word count: 2.8k

“What? Like, in my ass?” Beomgyu, splutters eyebrows raised and asking in a hushed tone, looking cautiously left to right seemingly embarrassed. Although, you were a little confused what he was looking for, given you were both inside his dorm room…and the only people in there.

His demeanour, a total whiplash to a few moments prior when he had very proudly won the fighting game you both were playing together.

“Well, yeah in your ass.” You deadpan at him. “It’s called pegging. It’s just something I think could be fun for us to try and share together and I want to make you feel good! But it’s okay if you don’t want to-”

“No! I’ll-I can try. For you. I’ve just-I’ve never really thought of it before. It seems…intense...” Beomgyu looks down with a pout, fiddling with his thumbs, legs crossed on his bed.

“Gyu,” You cup his cheek and he leans into your touch almost instantly, looking back up at you, practically purring at the nickname and your gesture, “if you’re not comfortable with it we won’t. We don’t have to just because I want to. I just wanted to know your thoughts on it. ”

Beomgyu was always an open minded person when it came to sex, always down to try things at least once. Both of you were pretty compatible in that sense, easily bored when things were kept the same. You liked how experimental and open he was with you.

Beomgyu rubs at the back of his head and nods slowly, still looking skeptical. “I want to try it with you. I trust you. But, I just don’t think I’ll really find it that enjoyable though. I’ll think about it.”

Not that beomgyu would admit to you, but after the topic of pegging was brought up, he couldn’t stop thinking about it. It made a strange feeling pool in his stomach, unsure if it was a good or bad thing. Would it even feel good? What would it feel like? It’d probably feel weird right? And the thought of being so vulnerable was a little scary. He knew he had nothing to be embarrassed about with you but it still felt a little too daunting.

Beomgyu was curious, and many nights contemplating brought him to conduct his own research. Grabbing his laptop, the only light shining in his dark room at the ungodly hours of a thursday night, he went to the only place he knew would have some sort of answers—the internet and he began typing into the search bar.

To his surprise, he came across many dudes enthusiastically raving about it on reddit and how it completely changed their view of life. He thinks some of them were being a little too dramatic.

He also watched a few videos, for research purposes only. He stared at his screen, mouth agape and feeling a flush creep up his neck, cheeks growing increasingly heated at what he sees. Woah. Maybe. This might actually be….

He couldn’t help imagining you doing that to him instead, mind painting vivid pictures of you, imagining your hands on his hips and breath against his neck, being handled like that. It was strangely arousing.

Suddenly beomgyu was squirming in his bed, one hand hesitantly slipping down his sweatpants as he bit his lip, eyes shut as he began embarrassedly and frantically jerking off his now hard dick to the thought of you pegging him.

Faster than he knew, beomgyu was cumming with a hand slapped to his mouth to stop himself from loudly moaning out your name (the college walls were very thin. He knew from experience.) and completely making a mess, soiling his sweats with a muffled whimper instead.

He lay there gasping and panting flushed, left to ponder his actions and new found revelation. It was kind of hot? Or maybe it was just a heat of the moment kind of thing. He couldn’t actually find that hot, right?

Fuck.

There wasn’t much beomgyu kept from you, usually he’d be the one to talk your ear off about the most mundane, silliest things of his day as you both cuddled closely together. However, he’d purposefully failed to mention his recent porn search history and the fact that he’s been cumming a heck of a lot faster than he’d like to admit at the thought of his girlfriend fucking him in the ass.

It’s only made him more curious about whether he’d actually like it. There was only one way to find out and that was to just see for himself. So he knew he had to bring up with you somehow again without sounding like a crazed freak.

You were studying in the library when beomgyu approached you, textbooks spread out in front of you as you furiously typed notes on your laptop. Beomgyu leans in to peck your cheek before taking a seat beside you and you looked up, lifting your headphones from your ears.

“Oh you’re studying as well?”

Beomgyu gives you an incredulous look as if it was absolutely outrageous to suggest he’d be doing that. “No.” He clears his throat, trying to sound as nonchalant and cool as possible, “so, uh, remember that thing we talked about?”

You furrow your brows unsure of what he was talking about, but given how incredibly embarrassed he looked, you had an inkling of what it might be and you try not to laugh, heavily amused, accidentally saying it bit too loud, “Oh you mean pegging?”

He looks around frantically, eyes wide with panic as he tries to gauge if anyone else had heard, then he hits your arm and shoves you. “You don’t have to be so loud, my god.”

You can see the tips of his cute ears going pink as he shakes his head and hides his face with his hands, “Sorry, sorry. I didn’t mean to,”chuckling softly, putting your hands up in defence so he wouldn’t shove you again.

Beomgyu just narrows his eyes at you and scoffs, “Yeah, so anyway. I was just thinking, you know, maybe we should actually... give it a try? I mean, if you're still interested," he said, his words tumbling out in a rush.

Your eyebrows raise in surprise. “So, you’ve been thinking about it?” you teased, leaning in closer. “What changed your mind?”

"Well, I've been doing some, uh, research," he admitted, scratching the back of his head. "And, maybe it doesn't sound so bad after all."

“Oh, so you’re actually interested now?” you grinned, clearly enjoying his embarrassment.

He huffed. “I mean, I’m not saying I’m dying to try it or anything. But, you know, I’m open to the idea. I guess.”

“Sure, sure,” you say giggling into your textbook. “You guess…”

Beomgyu reaches across the table and flicks your forehead playfully, rolling his eyes. “Shut up.”

“Oww!” You rub your forehead soothingly, “We’ll try it soon then, yeah?”

He pretended to think about it, even though his excitement was barely contained. You could practically see his tail wagging and brown puppy eyes lighting up. “Yeah, we could do that.”

Today is the day beomgyu will finally get why a bunch of dudes from reddit are so into being pegged by their girlfriends. Unfortunately for beomgyu though, he was currently stuck in class, wanting more than ever to just be in your dorm, but he had to wait.

The professor's voice drones on, the words blending into a meaningless blur as Beomgyu stole glances at the clock every few seconds. Each tick seemed to echo in his head like a countdown to freedom, and he couldn't help but let out an impatient sigh, mind racing with thoughts of what awaited him once this torturous lecture finally ended.

Meanwhile, you were finding immense amusement in Beomgyu's predicament and you couldn’t help but send him teasing texts during his class to make him even more pathetically desperate.

Beomgyu's eyes widened as he read the message, his cheeks flushing red. He bit his lip, trying to stifle a groan of frustration. He typed back quickly, fingers fumbling with the keys.

Beom🧸🎸: This is pure evil! You’re so mean :( 😠👎

You can’t help giggling, typing back a sarcastic response.

aww what a poor puppy. You’ll just have to wait.

Beom🧸🎸: why can’t I just skip ?!!!!!

You tell him he’s not allowed to skip and that he has to sit through the entirety of it just to torture him some more. Beomgyu pouts, his bottom lip sticking out in a comically exaggerated manner at the text, earning a weird look from Soobin who sat next to him.

Finally, the professor dismisses the class, and Beomgyu practically leaped out his seat, gathering his notebook and laptop and shoving it in his bag in record time. He dashed out of the lecture hall, barely acknowledging soobin’s farewell. Beomgyu’s heart racing as he practically sprinted across campus to your dorm.

When he reached your door, he knocked eagerly, breathing heavily and you swung open the door.

Without a word, Beomgyu pulled you into a passionate kiss, his hands tangling in your hair as he pressed you against the doorframe. He couldn't wait any longer; the anticipation had built up to an almost unbearable level, and now that he was finally here with you, all he wanted was to feel close to you.

You chuckled softly against his lips, teasingly pulling back just enough to look into his eyes. "Someone's eager," you run a hand through his tousled hair.

Beomgyu grins, cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and excitement as he stares down at you with half lidded eyes. "Can you blame me? You’ve been torturing me!" He pouts, staring down at your lips before kissing you again.

You’ve been meticulously prepping beomgyu for god knows how long now, but you wanted to make absolute sure that he was stretched out well so you wouldn’t hurt him one bit.

His soft, breathy moans fill the room as your lubed fingers slide in and out of his cute, pink hole repeatedly. He seemed to like it so far, each gentle movement makes him cling tighter to the pink silk pillow pressed against his chest, hugging it with his eyes blissfully closed, legs spread wide as he lay on your bed.

“Do you think you’re ready, baby?”

He opens his eyes, meeting your gaze with a needy look, and cutely nods, taking a few deep breaths. “Yeah- please.. I want you noww..”

You give him a weary glance. “I don’t want to hurt you though.”

Beomgyu shakes his head softly, still hugging the pink silk pillow tightly, even if he’s a little nervous, he desperately wants to feel you. He swallows, looking directly into your eyes and whines. “I’ll be fine. pleasee”

Sighing, you step into the harness of the strap-on (you’d made sure to order the cutest and prettiest one you saw online), coating the silicone in generous amounts of lube before returning back to beomgyu on the bed.

You gently place his dainty ankles over your shoulders, kissing on his inner thighs and pretty white sock clad legs and ankles as you do so.

You can’t stop staring in awe. Heart swelling up at the sight of beomgyu, fluffy messy hair splayed around his face, long thick eyelashes kissing his rose dusted cheeks, slightly chewing at his plump bottom limp as he braces himself. He’s so precious. How fucking gorgeous this boy is.

You kiss his ankles a few more times, one hand going to his cute tummy that heaved and you slowly push the silicone cock into his now glistening from all the lube, swollen, puffy pink hole, ever so slowly easing in, inch by inch and bottoming out.

Beomgyu cries out, hiding his face instantly in his elbow and he arches his back, and mewls.

“You okay, puppy?”, you coo and gently move his arm out the way so you can look at his pretty face and parted lips, stilling your movements and softly brushing the bangs out his eyes.

Beomgyu shakily nods, trembling. “Mmh. m’ okay. You can keep going.”

Loud high pitched strangled moans escape his lips as you pick up the pace. It’s a new feeling and it takes him some time to get used to. Beomgyu was always loud and would make the prettiest moans ever anyway, but there was something so different at how he moaned right now, completely guttural and different to how they usually were. Even he was surprised, clamping a hand over his mouth in embarrassment but he just couldn’t stop the noises at all even if he tried, loud whines and whimpers continuing unabated. You loved them so much.

You watch his poor, neglected cock slap his tummy with every thrust, red and hard and dribbling beads at the head constantly. You take his dick in your hand, stroking it at the same movement and fucking him harder.

He gasps shuddering and writhing, his fingers curling into the sheets. "Oh... that feels...," he manages to say, interrupted by whines and moans, mouth in a cute ‘o’ shaped, completely dumb and fucked out by now he can barely think, and he moans your name over and over. A cascade of mewls spilling from his lips, a sweet symphony that fills the room.

You lean down to press his swollen lips with yours, moving your mouth against him so messily and needy, making out with him so intensely as you carried on fucking his hole. You’re sure you’re hitting his prostate by now.

Beomgyu disconnects from your lips to pant, a string of saliva connecting from his and your mouth and reaches his hand out to yours “Hold…” He whimpers out, eyebrows furrowed and you gladly grab his hand, intertwining your hand with his and holding hands as you peg him, anchoring him. Your other free hand still continuing your ministrations on his cock, kissing him again. It seems you’ve pegged him completely into subspace.

"gonna cum soon... I can'ttt... it's too much!” Beomgyu chokes out, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he completely shakes.

You suddenly heard choked sobs and sniffling coming from beomgyu. Alarmed, you paused for a moment, worried that maybe you had hurt him. His face was buried in the pillow, and his shoulders were trembling with each shaky breath.

“Beomgyu, are you okay?” you asked softly, your voice laced with concern. You gently eased back, not wanting to cause him any discomfort.

He turned his head to look at you, and your heart ached at the sight before you. His glossy, brown doe eyes were filled with tears, eyelashes clumped together and his bottom lip was jutting out in a pout, making him look devastatingly beautiful, tears streaming down his red cheeks and his hair tousled and damp with sweat. He was such a pretty crier.

“I-I’m okay,” voice trembling with the intensity of his feelings. “It’s just... it feels so good. I love you so much.” His tears flowed freely now, each sob wracking his body. You were surprised at how emotional beomgyu had gotten.

You lean down to kiss away his tears, cupping his hot cheeks, “You’re doing so good for me, gyu. I love you too.”

Beomgyu grasps your hand even tighter, his fingers digging into your skin as he clings to you so close. His head falls back with every thrust, and he throws his head back as you continue to hit his prostate repeatedly again and again, making him go cross eyed and his jaw slack.

He spurts a copious amount of cum from his cock, making such a mess on the sheets, your hand, and his tummy, cumming so hard his vision goes blurry, and he feels dizzy, his legs shaking uncontrollably. His eyes flutter open and shut, gasping and panting heavily. You pull out and collapse beside him, both of you utterly exhausted.

The guys on reddit were so right.

Beomgyu doesn’t let go of you at all afterwards, burying his face in your chest and wrapping his legs and arms around you, clinging to you like a koala contently, breath warm against your skin as you kissed the top of his head.

“I can’t feel my legs.” Beomgyu whines, “Please never mention the crying ever again okay?” He muffles out. “I have a reputation to uphold, you know. Can’t have everyone thinking I’m a crybaby.”

You chuckle, stroking and playing with his soft hair which he loves so much, humming softly at the feeling of your hands on his scalp. “I thought it was very cute.”

He doesn’t say anything and a moment of silence ensues.

“Thank you, baby.” he says gently and quietly, “I’d be eating you out so good right now if I wasn’t so exhausted.” a tired but cheeky grin spreading across his face.

Within seconds, beomgyu was out like a light, his soft snores filling the quiet room, looking so cute absolutely knocked out in your arms.

Please actually reblog !!!!!! and leave comments !!!! guys 😭 if you like the fic. It’s really appreciated and so nice tysm !<3🙏💕🌷🌷! It’s incredibly discouraging and disappointing when fics have such little reblogs ☹️👎🤨. At least send an anon in the inbox if you don’t want to rb, don’t just like. Feedback is always appreciated it makes writers want to actually write more :)

A/n: guys im sorry if this was the shittest thing I’ve ever written. I was really trying !! But I’m Just very out of practice at writing atm 😭 im very sorry if the smut is the most messiest thing you’ve ever read, I have not proofread it at all I have no idea what I was writing. So I’m very sorry

hiii I’ve never requested before but your writing is tew good ! I was wondering if u could do idol beomgyu x friend Idol reader where basically because of hectic schedules their friendship relies a lot on calling, like any other time reader is practicing intense choreography while gyu is yapping through her AirPods. Reader takes a small break to catch her breath when she realises beomgyu has fallen silent and she can hear him touching himself 😵‍💫

⌞𝐁𝐄𝐎𝐌𝐆𝐘𝐔? 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄?⌝

DREAM RECALL When you catch an almost whine-like sound slipping past his lips your mind finally pieces together what was happening. — Your best friend was touching himself to your voice.

wc -> 2k

pairings idol!beomgyu x idol!afab!reader warnings masturbation, perv!beomgyu, tiny bit of nipple play, body descriptions (like I said beomgyu is a perv in this)

#serene adds ✎ this effectively brought me out of my writing slump, ily <3 and wdym you've never requested before??? your ideas are genius !

“And then I told him: no, sorry I’m not interested.” The sound of your sneakers gliding against the wooden floor echoes out, making a squeaking noise. You huff out a short breath before continuing, “right, so I clearly stated no, but for some reason he kept returning to our table. And every single time he asked the same question, can you believe it?” You exclaim, swinging your leg around your body in one swift motion as you spun around on the spot. 

Beomgyu’s chuckle fills the small pods in your ears and you can hear him shift somewhere in the background. “Can you blame the poor guy?” He wonders and you catch him unplug his phone from its charger, moving around as he settles back onto his bed. “I mean, he must think you were real’ pretty to come up like that, most guys would be too shy to even approach.” 

Your lips twitch into a faint grin, “really?” — “Would you approach me? I mean if you didn’t know me already?” Beomgyu remains silent for a moment, you can’t hear anything besides his quiet breaths and you frown. “Yeah, probably.” He finally states and for some reason you felt your stomach flutter. “Wait, really?” You wonder, and Beomgyu sighs on the other line, “yeah sure, you’re a pretty girl.” 

Biting the inside of your cheek, you suppress the smile threatening to bloom on your face as you distract yourself by repeating the choreography once more. “I’ll keep that in mind”, you drawl, hearing your friend groan in your airpods, “hey, that’s not fair!” — “Never said I was”, you giggle as you run a hand through your disheveled hair. “Alright, enough about me, let’s hear your weekend!” 

Beomgyu wastes no time in going on a small ramble, the distinctive sound of his chirping voice filling your ears. One thing about Beomgyu was that he could make a small story into a long one, so you expected him to be occupied for at least another twenty minutes as you focused on your dancing. And he was, he almost was. 

You nod along to his words, humming and “yeah”-ing when necessary as well as throwing in other sound effects to ensure that you were listening. Occasionally you would giggle as he made a terrible joke or just said something so outright stupid that all you could do was laugh. — You didn’t realize just how easy you had gone on yourself when you were previously talking, because not even ten minutes in you were already panting. 

He mumbles something, the sound coming out incoherent through your pods and you frown. “W-Wait say that again”, you huff, clearing your already dry throat as you spun around one more time. It takes a minute for him to repeat himself and you wondered if something had happened. But then his familiar voice rings out again, though his words sound almost slurred. You guessed he might be tired. 

The next part of the choreography shifted all your attention from your friend on the phone to the full body mirror in front of you. This time you were determined to get it right, and you did. Heaving a sigh, your shoulders slump as you rub the back of your neck in an exhausted manner. Dragging your legs over to the small bench by the wall, you flop down as you reach for your water bottle. 

It isn’t until you’ve chugged half it, wiping your lips with the back of your hand that you notice Beomgyu’s unusual silence. In fact he had completely stopped talking and for a brief moment you wondered if he had fallen asleep. But just as you were about to call out for him, you hear him groan. — Your initial thought was that he must be in pain, a flash of worry shooting through you as you sat up straight, gripping the bottle tightly in your hands. 

But the sound is quickly followed by his familiar breathing pattern, the one you had grown so accustomed to as you spent your nights on the phone. Except, he sounded different, almost strained. He took deep and ragged breaths and you heard him shifting on his bed, the sheets rustling beneath him. When you catch an almost whine-like sound slipping past his lips your mind finally pieces together what was happening. 

Your best friend was touching himself to your voice. 

⋮

It wasn’t Beomgyu’s fault, or maybe it was a little. But he really couldn’t help himself. He hasn’t seen you for weeks, in fact he hasn’t seen anyone besides his band members for a good while. So to say that he was extremely lonely would be an understatement. It was never meant to go this far, really it wasn’t. But as soon as he got into bed, swiping to accept your call, he knew he was doomed. 

Beomgyu liked your voice, he thinks he might even love it. The way words so seamlessly rolled off your tongue, not to mention your subtle accent peeking through as you spoke. He could listen to you talk forever. — He knew that there was no sexual intent behind you groaning and panting, more than familiar with the excruciating physical labor of dancing, Beomgyu knew exactly how you felt. 

Yet he couldn’t help the way his cock twitched in his briefs as he listened to you pant, rambling on about your weekend as you did, your sentences coming out near breathless. He barely noticed the words “pretty girl” slipping past his lips, too caught up in not trying to grope himself as he tried to maintain whatever conversation was left. Neither does he notice your brief silence at his words, the small clearing of your throat before you hurriedly continue. — He bit his lip, his free hand curling into a fist as he willed it not to move down his stomach. It proved to be almost impossible with every passing second. — Then you disrupt his inner battle. 

“Alright, enough about me, let’s hear your weekend!” 

Well fuck. He needs to act fast, so he immediately goes on about his weekend, making up half of the events as he goes, anything to get you off his mind. It seems to work, you’re busying yourself with dancing, he can tell by the way your shoes echo off the floors. He thinks he might be able to actually talk his hard on down, gesturing wildly, even though you can’t see it, as he explains his Saturday evening. 

But no matter how hard he tries, the second he stops talking to draw in a sharp breath, all he hears is you. Your heavy breath or the small groans you emit as you grow frustrated with yourself. — It doesn’t help that he can perfectly envision you. The tight tank top you always wore, drenched in sweat as it sticks to your shiny skin. Your shorts, stopping halfway down your thighs, hugging your ass in a way that was almost criminal. 

Beomgyu knows that you take training seriously, he knows that you’re too caught up in whatever move you’re trying to perfect to even register half the things he’s saying. He thinks that he might be able to get away with it. — Placing his phone on his chest, Beomgyu lets his hands roam down his torso, hesitating if only for a moment as he reaches the hem of his sweats. But in the end he slips a hand past the fabric, easily wrapping his fingers around his hard cock, shuddering at his own touch. 

He tries to keep talking, to keep you distracted, but his words come out jagged and every move of his tongue feels forced. He moves faster, his grip tightening whilst his other hand tugs his pants down enough to where he can pull himself free from their confinement. He imagines your chest, coated in a sheer layer of glistening sweat, perked nipples peeking through the fabric of your top. He knows he should feel ashamed, he really does, yet he continues. 

“W-Wait say that again.” 

Your voice snaps him from his daze. Fuck, what did he say? He could barely remember, he bites his tongue, trying to steady his sporadic breathing. “I uh, went out for err d-drinks with Taehyun..” He hopes, prays, that you can’t tell how hoarse his voice has become. But you only hum, your attention seemingly elsewhere and he breathes out a sigh of relief. 

He flicks his thumb over his tip, biting back a harsh groan as he squirms on his bed, eyes screwing shut as his jaw slacks. Breathing through his nose, he attentively listens to the way you pant, your body moving along to a beat he couldn’t hear. — His free hand moves up his chest, twisting and pinching his nipples through his shirt, the double stimulation making him go cross eyed. 

Too caught up in the way you made him feel, he fails to notice that you’ve stopped dancing, your heavy breathing slowly simmering down as you slump against the small bench. He also fails to remember that he was supposed to be talking. Unable to hinder the quiet groan slipping from his lip as he nears his orgasm, he freezes for a second, but he tells himself you won’t be able to pick up on it. 

“Beomgyu?” 

His name on your lips almost has him spilling in his hand before realization kicks in. He freezes, head jerking up from his pillow as he immediately lets go of his throbbing cock. He swallows, “y-yeah?” — You’re quiet for a minute, and he thinks you might just have caught him red handed, his heart thumping loudly in his chest. 

“I thought you had fallen asleep!” You retort, shuffling on the bench as you take another gulp of your water. The sound sent shockwaves through his body. “H-ah, no m’wide awake..” He cringes at how strained his voice sounds, uncomfortably shifting on the mattress as his cock slaps against his stomach. You hum against your phone, leaning back to rest against the cool wall behind you. 

When you let out a tired sigh, he can’t help but reach down to slowly fist himself once more. He’ll be quiet, he’ll hang up quickly and finish off without you ever having to find out. Beomgyu doesn’t know if it has to do with his sex clouded brain or his pending orgasm, but he could’ve sworn that every small sigh and groan you made sounded excessively sexual. 

“I should invest in a new top, this one’s far too small, sticks to me like glue”, you drawl and Beomgyu feels his breath hitch. “Huh, uh-huh”, he breathes, trying his hardest not to imagine the very same shirt you spoke of, wrapping around your tits so nicely. He shakes his head, screwing his eyes shut as he strokes himself harder. 

“Ugh, and my leg hurts”, you whine, moaning out in pain as you lean down to massage your calf. The sound makes his eyes snap open as he fumbles to press the ‘mute’ button on his phone. A string of curses ripping from his throat as he finishes all over himself, thighs trembling as he lets his head fall back against the soft pillow. The image of you still crystal clear in his mind. — Breathing out a small sigh of relief, he lets his eyes flutter closed, swallowing yet another groan as he reaches for his phone once more, only to have his heart practically stop in his chest. 

“Finally finished?” You drawl, a smug smirk pulling at your lips as you listen to his heavy panting, the sound filling your airpods. It was almost endearing how easy he had been to fool as you played along, and the way his breath hitched only made your unwavering confidence grow as you listened to the way realization hit him like a truck. 

Gulping, Beomgyu’s gaze flit down to his phone screen, eyes widening as they land on the still clear mute button. He knew then that he would never hear the end of this.

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congrats on 500 !! this is my first time requesting so it might be kinda weird (sorry in advance) but i was thinking of rich and spoiled (any txt member you think is suitable) and a scholarship reader (f) , you can do whatever you like with the plot but i would like some nsfw pls !! thank you ^^

500 BASH SPECIAL

#serene adds ✎... ANON hi! you like read my mind... ever since I finished watching hierarchy last weekend I've been itching to write something with rich and spoiled beomgyu x scholarship student reader but since my 500 bash has a wc limit of 2k I'll just turn this into an even bigger fic after my event ends, sounds good? since you asked for nsfw I wrote one of the scenes the bigger fic will contain, hope you enjoy hehe because I sure did ՞ ⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝ ՞

wc -> 1.5k

pairings rich spoilt!beomgyu x scholarship student!reader warnings sub!gyu, mean dom!reader, slapping, handjob, bondage (using his tie), cum eating, tiny humiliation/degrading...hm think that's it

The morning class is quiet, save for the low murmurs of chatter as tired students leisurely rolled in to take their seats. You had been there for half an hour already, going through yesterday's notes and already skimming through today’s material — You liked staying on top of things, your studies were important, they were what got you here after all. Lightly clearing your throat, you pull at the blue tie around your neck, a painful reminder of your low and unworthy status.

Your eyes flit across the room for any signs of him, but there were none. A small wave of relief courses through you, perhaps he’d skip today. But no less than thirty seconds later, the classroom door slams open as Beomgyu saunters inside, immediately being greeted by his unrealistically large group of friends. Internally groaning, your gaze drops to the notes in front of you, set on avoiding him at all costs. 

Though your meek attempt quickly proves futile as you hear him strutting toward you. Suddenly the table in front of you is snatched away, making a deafening scraping sound against the hard floor. Your notes fall to the ground and you scramble to pick them up as heads turn in your direction. A noise to your right makes you turn your head only for you to almost bump noses with him as Beomgyu watches you with a smug expression. 

“Sorry love, needed an extra table today.” He says as he leans back up, “but you don’t mind do you?” The laughter of his friends echo through the classroom as Beomgyu brings your table to sit alongside his own, quickly throwing his feet to rest on top of it. Color rushes to your cheeks and you keep your gaze down as you reorganize your notes in your lap. 

A few minutes later your teacher enters, ready to start class. She throws a quick glance toward you, notes piled on your knees as you grip your pencil tightly, then over to Beomgyu who flashes her an innocent grin. Not bothering to even assess the situation further she begins her lecture and your stomach drops in disbelief. You supposed you should be used to it by now. 

“What?” Beomgyu sounds genuinely surprised as his tall frame looms over you. “Come on now we always have fun after school”, he tries as his hand trails along the curve of your waist. You huff out a breath of air as you take a step back. “And then what? You go back to treating me like shit.” — He frowns as his gaze drops to the tie around your neck, “well you are a scholarship stu…” — “Oh fuck off with that bullshit!” You groan as you run a frustrated hand through your hair. 

“I’m tired of it, Beomgyu.” You state before swallowing the lump in your throat. He doesn’t say anything as he bites the inside of his cheek. Rolling your eyes, you reach for your bag on the table of his private lounge, getting ready to leave. Though you barely get two steps in before his hand clasps around your wrist, pulling you back against his chest. 

“Oh c’mon, you know it’s not like that…” He mumbles as one of his hands cup your chin, lifting your face to look at him. When all he receives is a glare, he sighs as he lets go of you once more. “God, when did you become so boring?” He mutters as he turns to rub a hand against his neck tiredly.  

Letting out a noise of disbelief, you scoff, “to have fun, is that what you want? Fine, we’ll have fun”, you don’t let him get another word out as you push him down on the nearby sofa. Startled by your sudden course of action, Beomgyu blinks up toward you. As you climb onto his lap, you reach for the red tie around his neck, “but we’ll have it my way.” 

In his surprised state, it was easy to gather his wrists as you neatly tied his tie around them, tugging on it once to make sure it wouldn’t break before you pulled his arms above his head. “Fuck, if I knew you were going to react like this I would’ve snatched your table sooner”, his snarky remark is met by a harsh slap to his cheek, the smacking noise filling his empty lounge. 

“Ah shit..” he grumbles as the print of your hand turns a sheer red on his face. Grunting out a quiet shut up, you slam your lips against his as your fingers dig into the sides of his face. You’re surprised by how eagerly he responds as he lets you slip your tongue inside his open mouth, groaning against your lips when you do. 

“God, you’re so annoying”, you seethe between kisses, not expecting him to whine into your mouth as his hips bucked up against your own. You pull on the tie around his wrists and he immediately stills beneath you. Fuck that’s pathetic, you thought, but you couldn’t deny the way it made you clench around nothing. 

Experimentally, you pull his bottom lip between your teeth, biting down on it. Beomgyu squirms under you as a breathy moan escapes his throat. Breaking the kiss, you pull back to look at him with a slight frown, “fuck, do you like this?” — The way he eagerly nods as his lips chase after your own almost makes you want to laugh. 

One of your hands slid between your bodies and you shove it down his pants; relishing in the way his face contorted as his mouth fell open. “F-fuck”, he groans as you flick your thumb over the slit of his cock, swiping away the precum that had spilled out. “Do you enjoy publicly humiliating me?” You question with disdain as your hand squeezes around his shaft, making him throw his head back against the cushion. 

When he doesn’t answer you stop moving and his eyes immediately snap open. “H-ah, I…I don’t know..” his brows furrow as sweat trickles down his forehead. You scoff as your hand shifts up to press against his tip harshly. "M-Maybe..!" He yelps and you feel him twitch against your fingers. “Maybe what?” You drawl as you stroke him slowly, tugging on the tie as his back arches off the sofa. 

“I..I do like it! I like it w-when you become all embarrassed and – ah fuck –  I… I think it’s hot when your face turns all red..” His voice is near breathless and you watch as his eyes flutter closed. Another harsh slap to his face sends his head jolting forward. “I bet you do, you sick fucking bitch”, you spit as your pace on his cock increases. 

Biting his bottom lip, he tries to suppress the noises threatening to escape. A quiet please shifts your attention back to his flushed face. “What was that?” You ask as you twirl the fabric of his tie between your fingers. His hazy gaze finds yours as he lets out a shaky breath, “need to touch you..” he whines as his hips buck against your hand. 

It was almost endearing, the way he thought he had a say in any of this. You draw in closer to his face, your warm breath mixing with his and you can hear his sharp intake of air. “You honestly think I’d let your dirty hands touch my body?” You snigger as you watch him blink up at you in slight confusion. 

“Oh c’mon”, he whines as he trashes against the tie around his wrists, earning himself a third sharp slap to his cheek. “S-shit”, he groans as his hips jerk forward and you suddenly feel him release all over your hand as he soils his briefs. He came from a bit of slapping? Wow, he really was pathetic. You pull your hand from his pants with a small grimace as you hold it up for him to see. 

“Tsk, look what you did.” You groan as you present your sticky fingers to him. His gaze flits down to your hand as the color on his face intensifies. “Well what are you waiting for? Clean it up”, you grunt as you shove three fingers in his mouth, making him let out a surprised noise before he swirls his tongue around them, moaning as you push them further inside.  

When you retract them again he looks up at you expectantly, almost like a puppy, only to frown when you climb off his lap. “Where are you going?” He questions as he watches you flatten out your skirt and reach for your discarded bag. “Where the fuck does it look like I’m going?” You glower as you swing the strap over your shoulder. 

“I’ll see you in class tomorrow.” You give him a small wave before turning on your heel, leaving him on the couch with his hands tied and resting above his head.

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baby bunny. || c.soobin x gn!reader

soobin is a shy boy, you know this. but he wants to be a good boy for you - your perfect little baby bunny.

word count: 13k

pairings: established gn!reader (afab) x poly ot5 (soobin centric)

genre: smut, fluff if you squint

tags: non-idol au, sub!soobin, switch!reader (mostly dom), public/risky sex (remote controlled vibrator), bunny!soobin in lingerie, collars and leashes, ass eating, pegging, a bit of choking & spanking, soobin has a humiliation kink and a size kink, lots of manhandling, kink with an Audience, yes the audience in question is txt, group sex, double penetration, edging & overstim, dacryphilia, a bit of degradation, established safe words, recording, bondage, lots of cum, seriously so much cum

a/n: i call huening kai hyuka almost exclusively in this fic lmfao. for an assortment of reasons, but you can change it to whatever w the interactivefics extension as well as the four underscores to your name.

this one's for you worstie, director of boyfies, dweller of bogs, head sock... you know who you are <3

Soobin had always been the shy type, but you’ve never seen him so nervous before he even does so much as utter a word. Standing in your doorway, he fidgets with his hands, staring at you until you look back and then immediately looks somewhere else, gnawing cutely on his bottom lip-

“You can come in, you know?”

“Oh- uh, right.” Soobin clears his throat, awkwardly shuffling into the room and plopping himself lightly on the edge of your bed. How his impressively tall frame manages to take up the smallest amount of space possible never fails to amuse you, pulling a smile at your lips. He’s so cute.

“Spit it out already, what’s got you so worked up, bun?” You ask, a twinge of satisfaction flooding through you when his eyes widen slightly at the nickname, cheeks and ears going even pinker with just the single word. He really does look like a bunny, with his wide eyes and perfectly shaped lips.

He looks at the floor, playing with his hands again. “Oh just… y’know. Wondering. Uh… about… kinks, and stuff.”

There it is. You smile softly, trying to tone down your excitement at his words – he already seems like he’s about to jump out of his skin at the slightest of sounds. “Well, you know I’m always down to talk about kink, bunny. Is there something you want to try?”

He takes a deep breath as if to prepare himself, holds it, then sighs, flopping backward onto the mattress. “N-Nevermind. I can’t do it.”

“What do you mean you can’t do it? Soobin, you know I’m eager to hear anything you have to say on the matter. I’d never judge you for it,” you soothe, scooting over next to him and draping yourself over his body to cuddle. “Trust me, my list of things I won’t try is a lot shorter than the list of things I would. Especially if you’re involved.”

“Yeah?” Soobin props his head up on his arm, the other naturally falling around you, hugging you close to him. With your head on his chest, you can hear how hard his heart is pounding as he tries to keep his cool on the outside, so you press a gentle kiss to his chest in encouragement. “Well… then what kind of things do you want to try?”

“Soobin,” you chuckle incredulously, “You can just tell me what it is, you know. I’ll probably be down.”

“It’s embarrassing!” He whines, shoving a pillow into his face, muffling his next words. “You first. If you’re so kinky, tell me the all the wild kinks you have.”

“How much time you got?”

He laughs brightly, seeming to finally ease up a bit, peeking his face out from behind the pillow. “Seriously! I’m being serious, baby…”

“So am I!” You laugh back, sitting up to snatch the pillow from him and lightly thwack him with it. “We’ll be here a while. Do you want them alphabetically, chronologically, in order of most to least socially acceptable or—"

“I want you to do dirty things to me because I get really turned on when you guys tease me, especially in public,” he quietly blurts out all at once, immediately grabbing back the pillow and shoving his face into it again before he even finishes his sentence. “This- This is so embarrassing. But I kind of like it! Being embarrassed! I-It’s weird but whenever you tease me, even when it’s not super sexual like just a nickname or a joke, I-I should be mortified but instead my body gets all hot a-and—” his voice dips into a faint murmur, “—I get hard. Every time. I don’t know why, I just do, sorry, it’s so weird…”

He rolls over away from you and onto his stomach, still smothering himself with the pillow like it’d soften the blow to his pride somehow. You reach over to card a hand into his hair, giving him a few reassuring head scritches.

“Oh bunny… that’s not weird at all. Getting aroused at a bit of humiliation is actually really normal. You’re not weird or gross or anything – on the contrary, I think it’s pretty hot.”

Finally peeling himself away from the pillow and looking up at you, he hugs the pillow to his chest and shuffles back into a sitting position. “Really? That’s a relief, aha… oh wow. My heart is pounding.”

“Are you hard, too?” You tease, reaching for the massive pillow in his lap slow enough for him to pull back if he was uncomfortable – but he doesn’t. He doesn’t even grip the pillow any harder, letting you take it away from him and reveal the tent in his sweatpants, flushing crimson all the way down to his neck. “Aww, baby bunny really likes being embarrassed, hm? How cute.”

He shoves a hand over the lower half of his face as if it’d hide his deep blush at all, nodding carefully. Being embarrassed at admitting how much he likes being embarrassed – he truly is the gift that just keeps on giving. You can have so much fun with this, you think, and ideas start firing up in your mind at a million miles per hour.

“Can I tell the others about this, too?”

He pauses for a moment, mulling it over, then nods. “Y-Yeah. Well, maybe just Yeonjun to start with. I feel like the others would make fun of me- oh.” He looks down into his lap, remembering how he got in this situation in the first place. “Maybe… I mean, if you think they’ll like it…”

“Oh, Soobin,” you coo, sliding yourself into his lap while he swallows thickly and glances frantically between your face and where crotch is sitting all too close to his, “Why do you think we all tease you so much in the first place? You’re just so cute when you blush like this.”

Looping his arms around your waist, he buries his burning face in the crook of your neck, letting out a little whine. “Ah, stop…”

“Oh?” You immediately pull back, not wanting to push him too far, but before you could say anything else he pulls you back flush against him, arms wrapped tightly around you and chin hooked over your shoulder, hard on pressed up against your clothed core.

“I-I don’t mean that. I don’t know. It just feels very… it’s a lot, but I like it, even though my instinct is to say stop…”

“How about we implement a traffic light system, then?” You suggest helpfully, “It’s the same one I use with Jjunie and the others. Red means stop, yellow means this is the most I can take, and green means we’re good to keep going. I’ll ask you your colour to check in on you from time to time, but you can just say them whenever you feel the need to.”

Soobin nods quickly. “That sounds good.”

“So, what’s your colour right now, bun?”

“Green.”

“Good boy.”

A shiver goes down his spine at your words, and he only trembles more when you roll your hips down into his, gripping onto his broad shoulders.

“What kinds of dirty things did you want me to do to you, Soobinnie? Tie you up? Spit in your mouth? Make you cum in your pants? You’ll have to be specific, baby.”

“I-I don’t know,” he mumbled, his grip around your smaller form still firm as if to ground him. “I don’t really know what kind of things I’m into yet. But you do, which is why I asked… so if you want to try anything with me, I want to… yeah. I’ll do whatever you want me to.”

You click your tongue, running your hands through his hair. “Such dangerous promises from such a sensitive little bunny. I want to completely ruin you, Soobin. I’m not sure if you can handle all that.”

“Please.” He fucking whimpers, the same kind of sound you only heard when he was close or when you hit his spot just right. You grind down on him again, this time more out of instinct than anything else, then you grab his chin, forcing him to look at you. The action makes his cock twitch beneath you, and the rush of power that comes with it is intoxicating.

“If we’re going to do this, we’re first stopping by the sex toy shop.”

“Wait, what?”

“You said you’ll do whatever you want me to. I’m going to grab Jjunie’s favourite remote-control plug, and you’re going to be a good boy for me till we get back.”

You take it easy on him to start with, since you’d never done this kind of thing with Soobin before – it was more of you and Yeonjun’s thing, Taehyun and Beomgyu preferred having the remote, and Hyuka was too intimidated to try such a thing in public as he was by far the worst at controlling his facial expressions or trying not to cum. You left the toy off for the whole drive to your favourite store, letting him relax a little, only to activate it the moment you walked through the door with no more warning than a brief cheek kiss.

His whole body jolts for a moment, so you grab at his hips to steady him, but that only seems to rile him up more as he sucks in a sharp breath.

“You good?”

“I’m good. We’re green.”

You smile at him and link your hands in silent praise, although the cashier would’ve likely guessed what was going on right away. The plug was only on it’s lowest setting, which was effectively silent against the music the store was playing, so Soobin manages to recollect himself, squeezing your hand tightly and giving you an assured nod.

“Alright,” you hum, shoving a basket into his hands, “How about you grab some of our usual lube and toy cleaner? We’re running a little low, if I recall. Feel free to see if there’s anything else you’d like while we’re here – you’ll need to be a good boy and use your words, though. Okay?”

The familiar flush returns to his face, nodding quickly. “O-Okay.”

Part of him is clearly dying to ask what you’d be getting in the meantime, but he knows better than to ask – if you would tell him, you would’ve told him already. No, he’s a good boy, and good boys obey without asking questions.

While he scurries off to track down the cherry-flavoured lube Hyuka loves so much, you waste no time browsing. You’ve had your eyes on the playboy bunny outfit ever since you first saw it in the store, and what better opportunity to try it than this?

Not for you, of course. For him.

The fact that he has no idea what to expect makes it even better, and you think he’d be peeking over to see what you’re getting, but obediently enough, he doesn’t even look your way. Smiling to yourself, you hurry over to pay at the counter, making sure to get an opaque bag to store it in before finding your way back to Soobin.

“Found anything you like, bun?”

He damn near jumps out of his skin at the sound of your voice, the toy in his hands falling to the floor before he could stop it – and then he freezes, half bent over in his pitiful attempt to catch this frankly massive dildo bigger than anything in your collection.

“U-Um, I was just looking at it—” He breaks off into a surprised squeak as you bring down a hand on his ass, making him bolt upright, hands flying up to hide his face in embarrassment again.

You very slowly and deliberately bend over to pick it up, examining it all around. “It’s pretty big. Six inches not enough for you, hmm? What a greedy little bunny.”

He’s embarrassed out of his mind, and he loves it – you can tell by the way his hips keep twitching slightly, no doubt being helped by the vibrator inside him, slowly working away at his resolve. It’s ridiculously cute, the way he takes a deep, deep breath to calm himself, or at least trying to. Moving his hands away from his face at last, he apprehensively looks between the toy and your face, asking in a hushed murmur, “…does that mean you’re getting it?”

“I dunno,” you shrug, turning it around in your hands, “Am I? Do you want it, Soobinnie? If you do, remember what I said about being a good boy.”

Soobin gnaws on his lower lip – he wants to be a good boy for you so bad, but as much as he loves the hot feeling of humiliation, it’s different when you do it to him and when he has to do it himself. You watch the internal struggle behind his eyes as he hesitates for a few moments, debating whether it’d be worth it or not, but in the end, his boner wins over his dignity. He hardly had any of the latter left, anyway.

“I… I want it,” he whispers, holding the basket out, hands shaking just a little. “Can we…?”

“Are you sure?” You ask, less demeaning this time. “This is big even by my standards, we’ll have to work you up to it—”

“I can take it,” Soobin blurts out, sliding the basket onto his arm and clasping both your hands in his, looking at you dead in the eyes. “Please?”

“Okay,” you hum softly, placing it back onto the shelf and sliding one of the boxes behind it into the basket with a chuckle, “We can get it. You’re full of surprises, aren’t you?”

He offers you an awkward half-grin, scratching behind his ear. “Heh, have to keep you on your toes somehow, right?”

You reward him by turning up the toy’s intensity on your phone, and this time he isn’t able to hold back the startled moan that falls from his lips, clutching at your shoulder for support.

“A-Ah— can you- can you turn it down a little, please, fuck…” His head rolls back and his eyes fall closed, mouth slightly parted, and it’s the perfect tease of what’s to come, igniting a fire beneath your skin.

“No.”

You turn it up just a little bit more, making him gasp and stumble forward, eyes blown wide at the stimulation, pleadingly gazing into yours. “Please?”

“No,” you repeat simply, meeting his gaze. If he reallywanted you to turn it down, he knew what he had to say, but the deliberate lack of those words made you grin menacingly. “Stand up straight, bun. We’re going to go pay for these.”

“N-No— wait—!” He grabs your wrist and pulls you to his chest, looping his arms around you to keep you in place. His face returns to his usual spot in the crook of your neck, and you can feel how his body keeps on shivering, how fast his heart is beating, how his skin is warm to touch. “I-I’m seriously gonna cum if you don’t turn it down, p-please, jagi, I-I’m so close…”

You love having him both wrapped around your body like this and wrapped around your pinkie finger – his tall stature towering over you and yet, he seems so small, all because of you. You have half the mind not to let him cum, knowing full well he probably would anyway; it’d just give you an excuse to punish and humiliate him further, but he’s always so eager to be good. Would that make him feel bad? The solution comes to you as you nip at the shell of his ear, rubbing his back, and he muffles a high-pitched noise against your skin.

“I don’t believe I’ve given you permission to cum yet, Soobinnie.”

“Please.” That precious sound again. You don’t know what he’s begging for anymore, whether it’s to stop or to keep going, but he hardly seems to know either. He tries to keep his voice low so he doesn’t draw any more attention, the tall shelf next to you the only thing blocking the two of you from the staff and other customer’s sight, but he struggles. You can feelthe tension in his body as he desperately tries to hold himself back, gripping onto you like a lifeline. “Please, I-I’m— ____, please.”

Oh, how you love hearing your baby bunny beg.

“Oh? Does my baby bunny want to cum in his pants in the middle of this store? How naughty. What if someone catches you, hm? Sees how much of a desperate little mess you are for me?”

“Please, please, please, ah fuck— s-stop, please, I’m gonna cum, I’m—” It’s but a broken whine, barely louder than a whisper, and he bites down onto your neck as the thread finally snaps under the pressure, spilling into his pants. He can’t seem to stop trembling, all of his willpower going into staying quiet as his orgasm rushes through him. It takes some effort on your part too with how hard he’s biting you, but you know that’ll just add to the sheer embarrassment of cumming in his pants in public – now you have a fresh bite mark on your neck to show for it.

When Soobin finally stops shaking like a leaf, he slowly peels back, eyes wide, glancing down at the mess he made of his pants, blushing a brilliant shade of red. “I-I’m sorry, I came without permission I- I— I’m sorry…”

“Aw, you poor thing,” you coo, running your hand through his hair in a soothing motion that quickly has him melting into your touch. “That’s okay, bunny. You’ll just have to make it up to me later, won’t you?”

His eyes glitter at the prospect of redemption, nodding earnestly. “Yes, yes— I’ll make it up to you. I promise. I’ll be a good boy for you.”

He leaves a lingering kiss on your lips, then crushes you in a hug. “Thank you. Can I, um- can I cover it with my jacket, or…?”

“Or? Should I make you parade around the mess you’ve made?” You’re certain you’ll never grow tired of the flustered expression he makes at comments like this, but you rub his shoulders reassuringly. “Don’t worry, you’ve embarrassed yourself enough for now, at least. Use your jacket if you want, but I’m pretty sure the cashier will still notice the bite mark on my neck that wasn’t there before…”

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry—”

“Don’t be. I like showing it off.”

He trails after you like a lost puppy, but you don’t miss the way he swallows thickly at the showing off comment. You’ll just have to show him off more, you think, and by the time you finish the transaction – Soobin avoiding the cashier’s gaze at every opportunity – and are back in the car, you can’t tell whether Soobin’s more worked up or if you are.

As soon as you open the door to your apartment, Soobin is already ushering you through it, then caging you against it as it shuts behind you. You almost drop your bag of goods at the way he kisses you, deep and fervent, like he needs it. Maybe he does, you think to yourself, smirking against his lips – those soft, plump lips, you could kiss them forever if he’d let you (which you know he would in a heartbeat if you just asked him nicely) – considering you hadn’t turned off the toy in him since he came, only lowering the setting a level.

He’s not usually needy like this. Needy, definitely, but usually far more restrained – looking at you with those pleading eyes, subtly trying to shift you to where he wants you, whining a little, but rarely straight up taking what he wants, shoving you up against a door and kissing you breathless. Not that you mind. In fact, you’re keen to see just howneedy you can get him by the time you’re done with him.

You indulge him this time. Letting his hands roam freely over your body, letting him slip his tongue in your mouth, letting him peel your clothes off in a hurry, but part of him must know it’s not going to be that easy. He doesn’t try do any more than that, clearly waiting for you to give the next direction, but you don’t. You kiss him back just as eagerly until he finally pulls his head back just to scan your features, figure out what you want from him. Then it clicks.

“I want to try it now,” he urges, carefully taking the handles of the bag from your hands. “I can’t wait. Please?”

“So impatient, Soobinnie,” you giggle, tapping his nose. “So excited about your new toy, too. Don’t you want to know what I bought for you?”

He nods so quickly you’re surprised it doesn’t make him dizzy. “That’s what I mean. I want to try it now. Whatever it is, I just—” his voice drops into a husky whisper, “I want you. I want you to have your way with me.”

Fuck. Making him use his words was meant to embarrass him further, making him tell you all the dirty things he thinks, but you didn’t think it’d end up making you weak in the knees. You don’t think he even realises what talking like that does to you, his one-track mind simply trying to obey, to please you.

“What a good boy you’re being for me.” You smile at him, taking out the bag within the bag, shoving it into his hands and taking the other. “Go and put that on, and I’ll get the strap ready. Okay?”

You can almost hear his internal monologue out loud – oh my god, is this finally happening? – before he nods quickly and hurries off to the bathroom.

By the time he comes to your room, you’re already in a silk robe with your strap-on ready with the new toy, the previous one you usually use on hand to work him up to it; but it nearly falls out of your hands this time as soon as you see him walk into view.

The bunny ears were clearly straightened after being crumpled into the original packaging – you grin at the image of Soobin in the bathroom mirror trying to fix them, trying to look pretty for you, not that he really needed to try – the black leotard and sheer tights hugging him in all the right places, the collar with a slightly lopsided bowtie snug against his neck, and Soobin himself looking both the shyest and most excited you’ve ever seen him.

“Wow,” you breathe out, eyes boldly roaming across his form from head to toe, “You look so sexy for me, bun. How do you like it?”

Soobin’s eyes drop to the floor, pulling his lip between his teeth. “It’s… really embarrassing. But I like it,” he adds quietly, looking over his shoulder to see if any of your other boyfriends are out and about. “I keep thinking the others are home and that they’ll see me. My heart’s pounding right now…”

“The others are home,” you inform him promptly, “I believe they’re all in their rooms. Why, do you want them to see you?”

“I-I—” He swallows thickly. “They’ll probably make fun of me. Especially Beomgyu.”

“That doesn’t answer my question, bun. Do you want them to see you?”

His eyes widen, realising he’s been caught, playing with his hands again. “…K-Kind of.”

“It’s a yes or no question, baby.”

“Y-Yes. I… I want them to see me like this. I want to show them… that I’m… their little bunny.”

He slowly brings his hands to his face again as he speaks, but you get up and pull them away from him, forcing him to look at you. Keeping your grip on his wrists, you pull him over to where your box of toys was kept, pulling out a black leather leash and clipping it on right behind his bowtie. You study his face for his reaction, but he bites back an excited smile.

Smiling back at him, you give the leash a sharp tug, and he inhales sharply, eyes closing for that moment before meeting yours in a dark, half-lidded gaze. He likes it.

“Good bunny.”

Strutting past him and tugging him along by the leash, you grab the lube with your other hand, then pull him with you to the living room. He nearly trips over his own feet when he finds Huening Kai and Beomgyu on the couch, the former doing a double take as soon as Soobin walked in.

They had been filled in on Soobin’s newly discovered kink earlier, you having texted it to them while you were grabbing his outfit at the adult store, but neither of them seemed to have expected it so soon, caught off guard while just scrolling on their phones.

“You boys busy?” You ask them sweetly, twirling the line around your wrist to pull Soobin closer as he tried to hide his giant frame behind you, shyly peeking over your shoulder. Giving the collar a firmer tug, you pulled him down to your height, kissed his cheek, then maneuvered him in front of you to show off. “Our baby bunny wants to play. Doesn’t he look cute?”

Beomgyu is the first to stop staring in awed silence, shoving his phone in his pocket, a sly smile pulling at the corners of his mouth. “Wow… I didn’t expect you to like dressing up for this kind of thing, Soobinnie. Is there a tail too?”

Soobin doesn’t protest as you use the finger hooked under the collar to spin him around, showing off the little puff of white. Beomgyu seems ecstatic at this, going straight to smack the taller man’s ass, laughing as his whole body tenses up in surprise, making a tiny sound that has him blushing even harder when he meets Beomgyu’s eyes over his shoulder.

“I like it. I just never knew our Soobinnie was into being our pet… if I knew, I would’ve put that leash on him sooner. Would you have let me? Or is this a ____-only privilege, huh?”

“I-I’d let you,” Soobin stammered, unable to meet his eyes. His words seem forced out, not like he doesn’t mean them, but like it’s taking all of his willpower to commit to saying them aloud. “I-If you wanted. All of you.”

Beomgyu snickers, spanking him again. “Wow, so you’re just that desperate? You want all of us to own you, drag you around by the throat, treat you like a silly little rabbit? Embarrass you more because it gets your dick hard? How dirty.”

Beomgyu is really good at embarrassing Soobin, you think. He always has been, but now that he knows it turns him on, you figure that’s only going to increase tenfold. You know it definitely will on your end, at least, and you wonder if he will get used to the teasing or keep getting as flustered as he is right now. Then again, after years of dating him, he still gets flustered when we call him bunny sometimes.

The youngest seemed at a loss for words, simply staring open-mouthed at the sight in front of him, not-so-subtly adjusting his pants, to which you smiled softly at him.

“You’re allowed to touch yourself, Hyuka. You can touch our little bunny too if you want, but for now I mostly just want you to watch. Do you two mind getting Taehyun and Yeonjun?”

The two are quick to nod and split towards the remaining boys’ rooms, leaving you and Soobin alone in the living room. You clear the coffee table, figuring Soobin wouldn’t mind the discomfort if it meant the perfect place for the rest of your boyfriends to sit around him and watch him fall apart for you.

“Hands and knees, bunny,” you order him, running a hand along his spine as he bent over for you. He looked over his shoulder at you, eyes wide with anticipation, biting his lip again as he pulled the leotard to the side, then realising a problem.

“The… tights…”

“Easily fixed,” you hum, bringing your face down to his ass and pulling at the thin material, then ripping a hole in it with your teeth. He keened into your touch, a silent request for more, which you decide to indulge. Cracking open the cherry-flavoured lube, you squeeze a generous amount onto his hole, slightly stretched from the love egg in it earlier, but still with a long way to go.

Your boyfriends enter the room again to the sight of you holding Soobin’s leotard aside, eagerly lapping at his asshole, grabbing and squeezing at his cheeks through the ripped tights.

“Woah,” Yeonjun exhales, gaping at you both in disbelief, sitting down on the couch without peeling his eyes away. “Is it my birthday already or something?”

Taehyun’s eyes immediately darken, strolling over to get a better look at Soobin in the playboy bunny costume, circling him almost menacingly before sitting down with a satisfied grin. “Are you embarrassed right now, Soobin?”

Soobin whimpers, shutting his eyes as if that’d help him not notice all the hungry eyes on him – but he didn’t want to block them out, not really. Not when they set off every nerve ending in his body and made his dick twitch under the tight material of the leotard, clenching around your tongue with a shaky “N-Not there— that’s so d-dirty— ah—!” that has you only pushing deeper into him.

“Hey,” Taehyun snaps, leaning forward to grab Soobin’s chin to look at him. “I asked you a question. Are you embarrassed right now, Soobin?”

“Y-Yes,” Soobin gasps out, avoiding eye contact but pushing back onto your mouth, “I feel like a t-toy on display but- but- nngh— I—"

I like it. He didn’t need to finish that sentence for you all to know exactly what he meant. He sighs again when you finally pull away, dropping to his elbows on the hard surface of the coffee table, but the coolness of it is a refreshing contrast to the heat beneath his skin.

“Why are you whining, baby? Don’t you want to be stuffed to the brim with the massive cock you picked out today?” You tease, making his eyes drop down to the toy firmly secured onto your harness, licking his lips and swallowing. “That’s what I thought. But we need to work you up to it, don’t we? So, who’s going to volunteer…?”

Hyuka and Taehyun stand up at the same time, almost tripping over each other’s feet. Their eagerness is endearing; when Hyuka takes a step in front of him, Taehyun simply shoves him back toward the couch with that cheeky grin you’ve grown to love.

“Now, now, boys, patience is a virtue. You both can have your turn; after all, we’ll need to stretch him out nice and wide for my cock,” you purr, relishing the way Soobin shivers at your words alone.

“Oh, I’ll stretch him out alright.”

Taehyun doesn’t waste any time, shoving two fingers into Soobin’s mouth and commanding for him to suck. Soobin, ever the good boy, obeys without question, sloppily swirling his tongue around them and taking them further into his mouth until he seems satisfied.

“Just remember who’s in charge tonight, Taehyun,” you warn him, levelling him with a steely look that tells him not to get ahead of himself. “This is Soobin and I’s scene, I don’t want any trying to take over from you. Or any of you – looking at you, Beomgyu.”

“When have I ever done that?” Beomgyu replies in a sing-song voice that honestly answers his own question, unable to resist a cheeky smile. “Don’t worry, I’ll be good just this once. Only cause I wanna see you wreck Soobinnie’s cute little asshole.”

You’re quite pleased with that – yes, that will do just swimmingly – and settle yourself on the couch chair to the side of the coffee table, the perfect view to see your boyfriends’ faces from the front. Soobin shrinks under the intensity of everyone’s gazes, but when you slowly pull on his leash again and hold it there, he seems to hold himself a little higher; almost as if the reminder that he’s yours tonight gives him more confidence.

“More, more please,” Soobin pleads, face shoved into his arm as Taehyun slips a third finger into him, “Just give me your cock, I’m ready.”

“You’re quivering,” Taehyun deadpans, giving his ass a resounding smack. “Well, I was trying to be gentle, but if you’re going to be so needy…”

With one hand hastily undoing his pants to take his cock out, the other creeps forward to wrap around Soobin’s neck – only for you to yank him out of reach with a firm tug on the leash.

“What did I just say, Taehyun?”

Taehyun tongues at the inside of his cheek, biting back any attitude. He isn’t above trying to give you a run for your money when it comes to being in charge, but he knows his place as a participating audience member this time rather than another dom. He sighs, smoothing his hands over Soobin’s body and playfully flicking the little tail. “Fine.”

You all pay rapt attention as Taehyun ever-so-slowly pushes himself into Soobin, hissing sharply at the tightness while Soobin lets out a breathy moan, already bucking his hips back onto him, completely unprompted. Your little escapade at the adult store must have worked him up more than you thought – good. You press your thighs together in anticipation, already letting your mind get ahead of yourself in all the ways you can drag it out even more.

“What a slutty little bunny,” Yeonjun drawls, snapping you out of your reverie, “Already fucking himself back on Taehyunie’s cock before he even has a chance to move.”

“Ngh— you g-guys are so mean,” Soobin whines, giving Yeonjun a half-hearted glare that looks far cuter than it does threatening considering he’s wearing bunny ears with Taehyun balls-deep inside him. “I’ve been— ah- t-teased all day— oh fuck ngh-! C-Came in my pants in the sex shop— fuck, Taehyun!”

“You came in your pants in the sex shop?” Beomgyu echoes, cracking into mocking laughter, “Aww, our little bunny made a mess of his pants in public? Did anyone else see you with cum all over your pants?”

“S-Stop,” Soobin mumbles, but the boys are relentless, all leaning forward on the edge of their seats to get a better look at his body trembling with each snap of Taehyun’s hips.

He groans, low and throaty, slowing his thrusts to give the rest of you a clearer view of Soobin’s hole hugging his cock. “He says stop but he’s clenching so tight around me right now… could it be… our Soobinnie likesbeing talked to like that?”

“N-No!”

“Then what’s your colour?” Hyuka chimes in, trying to seem gentle and sweet like Soobin always is with him – but his excitement comes off him in waves, and he can’t quite bite back his giggly smile enough.

A strangled moan falls from Soobin’s lips when he realises he’s been backed into a corner; he can’t lie, not about this. Not that he wantedto lie in the first place, he always wants to be honest, always wants to please - but with the accusatory teasing he couldn’t help but deny it on reflex.

You tug on his leash again. “Answer when we ask you a question, bun.”

“G-Green,” he mutters at last, confirming what you and the others already knew, and you could practically feel the red-hot shame rushing through him and straight to his dick. “D-Don’t look at me like th-that— I just— ah, please!”

“What are you pleading for, bunny? Use your words.”

It’s a twisted request and you know it. He’d been so riled up from all the foreplay that he was already a desperate mess and talking was made even more difficult with the way Taehyun was mercilessly pounding into him from behind.

“M-More, please, I-I want more, f-fuuuck…”

His eyes roll back into his head as Taehyun angles his hips just right, giving his ass another couple of firm smacks. “Greedy bunny. Is my cock not enough for you? Come on then, Hyuka.”

Hyuka jolts in his seat, flushing under all the eyes now on him where he’d been timidly stroking himself over his sweatpants in contrast to Beomgyu and Yeonjun, who were shamelessly jerking themselves off next to him. “O-Okay— How do I…?”

Taehyun finally slows down to a stop, Soobin making a disappointed noise of protest until you’re manhandling him up with the leash again, back pressed to Taehyun’s chest.

“Lay down on the table,” you instruct, and Hyuka is just about as eager to please as Soobin is. “Take your clothes off. Actually,” you pause, a malicious idea forming in your mind, “Soobin, you do it. With your teeth, hands behind your back. Taehyunnie, keep fucking him.”

Both Hyuka and Soobin end up matching shades of jasper, the younger holding his breath subconsciously in anticipation. Soobin falls forward onto Hyuka’s chest at the resume of Taehyun’s powerful strokes, his cute little “Oof!” making you, Yeonjun and Beomgyu giggle at him, endeared. He ends up nuzzling Hyuka’s stomach, sliding his shirt up a little before grabbing it with his teeth, and Hyuka seems to only just remember how to breathe. He leans up to let Soobin peel back the fabric easier, but with one particularly rough thrust from behind, he falls forward again, instinctively bracing his fall with both hands on either side of the man beneath him.

He freezes, limbs locking up as it sinks in what he just did.

“What did I just say, Soobinnie?” You scold him coldly, pulling on the cord until he’s merely inches away from Hyuka’s face, who’s frozen still, heart beating out of his chest.

“Y-You said h-hands behind my back,” he breathes out, but he isn’t looking at you. His eyes are fixated on Hyuka’s mouth right in front of him, while the smaller boy is so overwhelmed and turned on his vision trembles. Tentatively leaning forward, he plants a light kiss on his lips, and Hyuka responds in kind – cupping the back of his neck and kissing him back with unbridled enthusiasm.

You nod at Taehyun, who clicks his tongue and grabs at Soobin’s wrists, pulling them behind him roughly and using his grip on them as leverage to keep pounding him ruthlessly. Soobin doesn’t seem to mind, messily attempting to keep kissing Hyuka, the two of them moaning into each other’s mouths.

Uncrossing your legs, you stand up and grab a fistful of Soobin’s hair, yanking him up to look at you, a thin string of saliva connecting him and Hyuka’s mouths. You only smirk when he lets out a needy whine, eyes struggling to stay open through the onslaught of pleasure from behind. “I gave you an order, bunny. Why are you being so disobedient today, hmm? Do I need to teach you a lesson?”

His eyes shoot open at the implication of punishment, people-pleaser mode going into overdrive as he shakes his head wildly and pulls out of your grip to grab Hyuka’s shirt in his teeth again. He can’t stop his body from quaking, but he doesn’t let then deter him from frantically tugging at the piece of clothing, and with a little subtle help from Hyuka, he manages to get his shirt off.

You don’t know which part of the view is more enticing – the newly exposed skin of Hyuka’s softly defined torso, or Soobin’s hasty attempts to please you with such a humiliating task.

When he leans down to go for his waistband, his teeth scrape against the skin there as he tugs down both his pants and boxers at the same time. Hyuka tries to steady his heavy breathing with little avail as his hard cock is freed from its constraints, leaking precum onto his stomach. Soobin waits for further instruction instead of getting impatient this time, so you smile at him and pet his hair, fixing his slightly crooked bunny ears.

“That’s a good boy.” Grabbing the lube, you squeeze some onto Hyuka’s dick, using your hand to cover him in it, the boy hissing at the cold sensation and bucking his hips up into your fist. “Taehyun, slow down. Let Hyuka in too.”

Soobin shivers, obediently letting you position him as you like. You slip two lube-covered fingers into him alongside Taehyun’s cock, stretching him out as much as you can, then positioning him to sink down onto Hyuka.

All three of them groan at Hyuka’s cock sliding into him. Soobin can’t help but tremble at the feeling of being so full, clenching hard around them both and making Taehyun’s grip around his wrists white knuckled; Hyuka’s head falls back with a muffled whine, lip pulled between his teeth.

“Fuck that’s so hot,” Yeonjun grunts, quick pumps of his hand bringing him closer and closer to the edge. Beomgyu, feeling generous, leans over to take the tip of his cock in his mouth, moving his hands away, and Yeonjun shudders and grabs his hair, pushing him down more. “Fuuuuck, I’m gonna cum— Soobinnie, look at me. Look at what you do to me, being a slutty little bunny for us— oh god, I’m c— I’m cumming—!”

Soobin can’t tear his eyes away, swivelling his hips down needily as Yeonjun cums in Beomgyu’s mouth, who kept sucking and swallowing until he was pushing him away. Beomgyu abruptly crashes his lips to Yeonjun’s, sloppily making out and shoving his own cum back into his mouth, the two groaning at the obscenity of it all. They always liked putting on a show, even as the supposed audience, but you hardly had it in you to complain.

Yeonjun then pulls him into his lap, shifting around the way they were facing so they could still side-eye Soobin and the rest of you while he frantically strokes Beomgyu’s cock in his hand.

“Good, make sure you keep watching him,” you hum, running your nails across his back, “After all, he’s dressed up so pretty for us today, taking two cocks in his little hole like a good boy. Isn’t that right, bunny?”

Soobin nods, pushing himself further down, tears springing to his eyes at the stretch. “O-Oh my go-od…”

“You okay?” Hyuka makes out through gritted teeth, gently cupping Soobin’s face. “Need a moment?”

He nods slowly, and Taehyun releases his wrists to run a hand through his own hair, a thin layer of sweat from his efforts coating his forehead. You know he’s been edging himself this whole time from your commands, and that’s not something he does lightly – when it’s his scene, he’ll manhandle you however he wants and work towards his orgasm himself if he has to, even if it means pinning you down and riding you until he cums. The only way to edge him was to restrain him, or, as you’ve now discovered, rope him into helping your scene with one of the other boys. Ah, the joys of polycules.

“Take your time,” Taehyun murmurs lowly, softly massaging his ass and smirking at how the rip in his tights spread wider.

Everyone waits patiently for him, mean sides dulled down in making sure your favourite little bunny doesn’t get hurt, and soon enough, he starts moving on his own, mouth hanging open and eyes squeezed shut as he fucks himself back onto them.

“Good boy,” you encourage him, nodding at the other two to move. They both grab onto him, Hyuka pressing a kiss to his nose and Taehyun kissing down his back before rolling their hips into him.

Soobin stills, clutching tightly onto Hyuka’s shoulders, then lets out the most harmonious sound – a long, drawn-out moan so erotic that you know would have him beet red if he was reminded of it later. Grinning at that thought, you gesture for one of the boys on the couch to film, and Beomgyu is quick to oblige, slipping his phone out and pointing the camera at the boys on the table.

“Say hi to the camera, bunny,” Beomgyu teases, zooming in on Soobin’s face, then to where Taehyun and Hyuka’s cocks were disappearing into him.

“H-Haaah, hh- ohh please – please touch my cock,” Soobin cries out, blinking up at you with teary eyes, hot with humiliation, then back at the camera, then back at you. “Please, I’ll b-be good…!”

“Be careful what you wish for,” you chuckle darkly, pulling his dick free from the tight leotard and stroking it. His sigh of relief breaks off into a moan, doubling over Hyuka again, but this time he’s prepared to catch him. Hyuka holds him tight and in place as he and Taehyun work in tandem to make his toes curl and vision go fuzzy, and just as he does exactly that, you grin.

“A-Ahh I-I’m gonna cum—!”

“Stop.”

All three boys groan at your command, but listen anyway, a rush flooding through you at the power trip of having them so obedient for you. More tears well up in Soobin’s eyes, spilling down his cheeks - silently, because he wouldn’t dare complain.

Your smile is sickeningly sweet, combing your fingers through Soobin’s hair and fixing his headband again, straightening out the ears. “Good boys. Soobinnie cums only when I give him permission to, not a moment earlier. Got it?”

“P-Please let me cum,” Soobin begs, “Please, I need it so bad, please…”

“I want you to cum around my cock, since you were so kind as to pick it out for me. Or have you changed your mind? Satisfied now that you’re getting fucked by two cocks at once?”

Soobin lets out another broken moan, Beomgyu grinning knowing he caught this one on camera. “N-No, I still want you too, I just— I just really want to cum…!”

“Oh? That’s not what you were saying in the store, telling me to tone it down and now here you are, begging me for more. No bunny, you’re not allowed to cum until you make Hyuka and Taehyunnie cum first.”

That’s all it takes to get Soobin moving again, grinding his hips in circles onto the two of them, and with shaky exhales, they continue where they left off.

Taehyun is brutal, snapping his hips forward hard and fast, grip on his hips tight enough to leave bruises. Usually he would be meaner, wanting to push Soobin further, but after fucking his tight hole for this long, his own desire to cum overpowered that urge. Meanwhile Hyuka, who was trying his best to keep up but overwhelmed by Taehyun’s cock sliding so deliciously against his, digs his nails into Soobin’s back as he fucks him, leaving pretty red lines along his shoulder blades. He wouldn’t usually dare cum first unless he physically couldn’t help it, but knowing that Soobin couldn’t cum until he did had him even more eager.

Soobin is noisier than you’ve ever heard him, but he tries to muffle it by sucking and biting at Hyuka’s neck – you all know he loves the marks you leave behind – but you don’t stand for that. Curling the leash around your fist, you pull again, and the surprised gasp he makes lets you know that he almost forgot he had it on still.

“I want to hear you baby, nice and loud.”

He’s even less coherent after that, his cute, needy little noises filling the air, and the struggle in his eyes only makes it even sweeter; every time he side-eyes Beomgyu’s camera, he bites his lip, clearly embarrassed at how lewd he sounds, then catches himself, torn between his own pride and his desire to obey. The humiliation is so much stronger when you make him do it himself, you realise, rather than relying on you to do all the work – like when you make him say what he wants with his own words, or demand to hear every moan and whimper loud enough for the camera to pick up.

With a growl, Taehyun pulls Soobin out of Hyuka’s grip and flush against his chest, holding him by the hips and sinking his perfect little teeth into his neck. Soobin’s body tenses up, eyes rolling back into his head, and he must’ve clenched so tight as Hyuka and Taehyun both let out a strangled groan of delight.

“Please, please cum for me,” Soobin pants, leaning his head back on Taehyun’s shoulder, “I-I need it, please…”

“Keep begging and I’ll consider it,” he grunts in response, breath quickening as he felt himself slowly drawing closer and closer to his high, “You sound so pretty when you beg, Soobinnie.”

“P-Please!” Soobin is at his wits end, running out of words or coherent thoughts to keep going with. His frantic blubbering quickly becomes incomprehensible beyond cries of please, want you so bad, need to cum, and strings of curses, but the smirk on Taehyun’s face tells you that’s exactly what he wanted to hear.

You yank on the cord again. “Look at me, bun.”

He can barely keep his eyes open, twitching and whimpering in Taehyun’s iron grip, but he tries his damn best, blinking through the tears. You reward him by grabbing his cock again and jerking it quickly, and he ends up somehow flinching away from your touch at the same time as leaning into it.

“T-Too much— ____ please I’m really gonna cum please—”

“Not before your boyfriends do,” you tut, clicking your tongue.

“A-Ah, Taehyun, Hyuka, I’m so, so, so close please, please, please—!”

“M-Me too,” Hyuka whines, and you can see the visible relief of Soobin’s face as he relaxes – as much as one can relax while being pounded by two people and getting his dick stroked all at once – and lets them use his body to get off as they see fit.

Moments later, Hyuka cums with a call of Soobin’s name, deep inside him, biting down hard on his own lip as Taehyun kept fucking his cum back into him. Soobin falls over the edge right after him, back arching and body shuddering, only for you to cruelly pull your hand away from him again, watching it twitch helplessly and spurt cum all over Hyuka’s stomach and chest.

“W-Why…?” He mumbles blearily, barely keeping himself upright after the intensity of his orgasm, looking so absolutely wreckedthat you almost wanted to have mercy on him.

Almost.

“What did I say, baby?”

“I-I—” His words fizzle and die out as Taehyun gave him a particularly harsh thrust from behind, wrapping a veiny hand around his neck over the collar and squeezing lightly. You don’t even bother telling him to back off your scene this time, not anymore; you find you quite like seeing the rest of your boyfriends use him as they please.

“I wasn’t done with you yet, Soobinnie,” Taehyun hums next to his ear. The tears that spring into his eyes at the realisation seem to do it for him, though, as with a few more snaps of his hips, he cums in his ass with a low groan. Beomgyu makes sure to lean forward to catch it all on film as Taehyun slowly pulls Soobin off him and Hyuka, watching both of their cum drip from his hole and land on Hyuka’s twitching cock beneath him.

“Don’t let any more of that cum fall out, bun,” you instruct, giggling as he tries his best to hold it in but he’s been fucked so brutally it keeps spilling out. “Yeonjun, be a darling and go get a plug for him, will you?”

Yeonjun is quick to peel Beomgyu off his lap and get up, rushing over to his room to get one, while you gently pat Soobin’s hair and brush it out of his face to kiss his forehead.

“How are we doing, bunny? Colour?”

Soobin is barely there, but he offers you a weak yet genuine smile. “…Green.”

“Good boy.” You reward him with a soft kiss to his lips, a small reminder that you still love him under the mean exterior, then pull away to gesture at the mess of Hyuka he made beneath him. “Look at the mess you’ve made… without permission too. You were just that desperate, hmm?”

“Make him lick it off him,” Beomgyu pipes up, one hand wrapped around his cock, the other still holding the camera. “I wanna see him with cum all over his mouth like a dirty little slut.”

You stroll over to sit next to Beomgyu on the couch, batting his hand away so you could do it yourself. He shudders slightly, fucking into your fist eagerly. “I like the way you think, Gyu. Go on then, bunny, don’t miss a drop.”

He doesn’t have anything left in him to protest or even process his embarrassment anymore, simply listening without question and leaning down to start licking his own cum off Hyuka’s skin like it was his job to do so.

“F-Fuck,” Hyuka hisses, abs tensing up at Soobin’s mouth on him, “That’s so… god, that’s so hot. You’re incredible, Soobin.”

“Don’t forget to clean me up too,” Taehyun cuts in, a hand on Soobin’s head guiding him towards his cock, “You’re doing so well for us.”

Soobin smiles through his blush, the praise affecting him almost as much as all the degradation did, dutifully sucking Taehyun to near overstimulation before finishing up the mess he left on Hyuka. Yeonjun returns moments later, plug in hand, using it to wipe up the cum dribbling down his thighs before securing it in his ass, a pretty purple jewel on the end.

“Please tell me I can use him next.”

He feels like a goddamn doll being talked about like this, right in front of him no less – but he loves it, smiling dreamily with cum coating his lips and tongue.

“You and Beomgyu can use his mouth while I have my way with him. Come on bun, you’re gonna want to be on a bed for this one.”

First, he proudly presents to you the cum he had gathered, sticking his tongue out and blinking up at you with those big doe eyes. Unable to resist, you lean down and lick it right off his tongue, connecting your lips in the sloppiest of kisses, moaning appreciatively into his pretty mouth. When you pull apart, a thin line of spit and cum hangs from each of your lips, and you can hear the shutter sound of Beomgyu pressing the screenshot button while he records.

“See? I knew you could be a good bunny for me.”

Your words of affirmation have him glowing, smiling happily as he gets to his feet – albeit a little wobbly and leaning on Taehyun for support – and trails after you to the bedroom, leash in hand still.

He gets on the bed without needing any prompting from you, obediently sitting on his knees with his hands in his lap. You carefully work him out of the playboy bunny leotard, but leaving the collar, the tights, and the bunny ears on.

“Awh,” Beomgyu comments half-heartedly, “I liked the little tail on him.”

“We’ll get a bunny tail plug for him one of these days,” you decide, “But for now, not much else will be fitting in there along with me.”

Soobin watches, brimming with curiosity, as you go straight for your toy drawer again, this time pulling out a surprisingly small, remote-controlled vibe, followed by skin-safe tape.

His breath catches in his throat once he puts two and two together, gulping as you attach it to the head of his dick then toss Yeonjun the remote. Yeonjun snickers, immediately turning it up all the way, and Soobin jolts, grabbing at the nearest surface for purchase – that surface being you – and digging his nails in.

“____, a-ah I’m— I need you so ba-ad,” he chokes out, unable to keep still under the vibrations on his already sensitive cockhead so soon after cumming. He looks like he’s about to cry again, but he looks so damn cutewith puffy eyes, glassy with tears, so you simply kiss his brow and gently push him back onto the bed.

“And you have me,” you hum simply, grabbing the lube and lathering your strap with it as the rest of your boyfriends settle themselves on the bed and on chairs next to the bed, Beomgyu abandoning his phone recording in favour of taking his clothes off and situating himself next to Soobin on the bed. He doesn’t ask, but he doesn’t need to; Soobin automatically reaches out to him, big hands wrapping around his cock, then Yeonjun’s.

Pulling out the plug, you make him suck it clean while you press the tip of your cock to his twitching hole, shivering at the combination of the cold sensation and the toy abusing his dick.

“Turn it down a bit, Yeonjun,” you tell him calmly, “As much as I love to see our baby bunny writhe for me, he needs to be able to take me first.”

“Fiiine,” Yeonjun reluctantly agrees, turning it off, and Soobin instantly relaxes, feeling like he can finally breathe again.

All up until you push the end of the massive toy into him, and his eyes fly open, then quickly roll back into his head as more of its length makes its way inside him.

“More,” he pants, aggressively jerking the two boys in his hands and leaning his hips toward you, “I can- I can t-take it, ooh fuck…”

You take your time, slowly and steadily pushing into him and stretching out his already gaping hole even wider, then still yourself so he can catch his breath. He gratefully inhales more air into his lungs until he relaxes, smiling hazily up at you. He’s on cloud fucking nine, and it’s one of your absolute favourite looks on him. “Ah, it’s so big…”

“Bunny, it’s not even halfway in yet.”

He swears he almost cums in that moment, hissing between gritted teeth, his cock twitching as it lies flat on his stomach. “Fuuuck… more, please.”

“Are you sure you don’t need a moment—”

“More, please.”

“Let’s not rush, bun,” you tut softly, “I don’t want to hurt you.”

His hands quicken their pace around your boyfriends, brows furrowing as he clenches around what little of the strap you’ve given him. “Ngh… sorry… I just really want you to fuck me…!”

You brush off the way his words send heat flooding down south and pour more lube onto the toy before pushing in a little more, thrusting in and out lightly, thoroughly impressed at how much he was able to take. “Who knew we had such a greedy cockslut among us, hmm? You just love being stuffed to the absolute brim.”

“M-More.”

When you don’t move fast enough for him, he grabs at your hips and hooks his legs around yours, shoving himself all the way down onto the toy with a guttural moan, eyes squeezed shut and back arching off the bed.

“Careful, bun!” You chastise him, laughing breathlessly at his enthusiasm and gently massaging at his thighs, “You can get hurt like that.”

“S-Sorry,” he grunts, barely cracking open his eyes to meet yours with that beautifully dazed grin of his. “I can’t help it, it just… it feels so good.”

Shivers go down your spine at his low, husky confession, and after hours of teasing him, even you’ve reached your limit.

You want to completely ruin him.

Pulling hard on the leash with one hand and scraping your nails along his abdominal muscles with the other, you finally, finallystart fucking him. His head flies back into the pillows, a broken gasp leaving his throat as his whole body is wracked by the pleasure between his legs, and that’s when Yeonjun decides to switch the bullet on his dick back on again.

“F-Fuck— oh my god!” He nearly screams out your name, tears springing to his eyes once more. Yeonjun and Beomgyu guide his hands towards them, and Soobin attempts to be a good boy and get them off, but his pace is inconsistent and erratic from the force of you giving it to him. He doesn’t even try and bite back his sounds this time, way too far gone; he chants your name like a prayer, or a curse – it’s too much and not enough all at once, and any solid thoughts he had in his head are replaced with simply you.

You, towering over him and making him feel so small and helpless despite him being the tallest in the room, you, with a pussy but having a bigger dick than all of them, you, seeping under his skin and filling all his senses until he feels like he can’t breathe. He’ll gladly drown in you, he thinks, each shift of you inside him and stretching him out sending him further under.

“Oh fuck ____ n-not there, don’t— stop— ah!”

They’re empty words and you both know it – he doesn’t even know if he’s saying don’t and stop or don’t stop anymore – so you keep thrusting into him hard enough to make his body shake; even though he already couldn’t stop quivering at the overstimulation of his dick, thrashing around wildly on the bed and bending his bunny ears out of shape against the pillows.

“Where, here?” You tease, angling your hips to hit the same spot that had him seizing, mouth hanging open and crying out your name over and over. “What was that, you wanted me to… stop?”

You slow down to a standstill, and Soobin whines brokenly, pitifully pushing himself back onto you. “N-No, I didn’t— I didn’t mean—”

He’s crying again, with Yeonjun and Beomgyu jerking each other off again while fighting over the remote, turning it up and down repeatedly and not giving Soobin a chance to breathe.

“Aww,” Yeonjun coos, leaning down to kiss the tears off his cheeks, “Our cute little Soobinnie. What’s your colour?”

“Green, the g-greenest of greens— please, please keep going, I’ll be a good boy, I p-promise— ah-ah, fuck! T-Too much, too mu- a-ah!”

Beomgyu giggles, a hand wrapped around Soobin’s weeping cock and rubbing his thumb into the tip while the vibrator buzzed away still, overwhelming him so much it hurt – but he didn’t want it to stop. He can’t stop crying, sobbing and hiccupping in a way he thinks is unflattering, but the effect it has on the rest of you implies quite the opposite.

“I thought you wanted us to keep going. Now it’s too much?” Beomgyu points out his contradiction with faux confusion, laughing cruelly at how much Soobin struggles. It only serves to embarrass him even more, but it’s almost as if he can’t control his words; like they all come tumbling out before he can stop them.

“P-Please,” he whines again, broken and running out of things to say that wouldn’t dig him deeper into a hole. “Please!”

“What are you begging for, Soobinnie?” You press, grabbing his wrists and pinning them above his head; with a single nod to Yeonjun he knows what to do, digging through your drawers until he finds some pretty pink silk ties, getting to work tying Soobin’s wrists to the headboard while he frantically blinks away his tears and tries to get words out through his sobs.

“Y-You, please, w-want you— f-fuck I’m— o-oh my g-god, I’m gonna cum again—!”

“Again?” Yeonjun seems genuinely impressed, pushing you back to see Soobin’s cock jumping in Beomgyu’s grasp, only to spill cum all over himself with a shaky moan. He cums hard enough to get some all the way on his collarbones and chest, Yeonjun diving down to lick it up and circle his tongue around Soobin’s nipple, then graze his teeth against it.

“Fu-uuuck!”

You’ve definitely never heard Soobin so loud and so utterly wrecked,but it’s a beautiful sound. You decide to take that as a cue to start fucking the giant toy back into his ass, Taehyun and Hyuka’s cum from earlier spilling out onto the sheets and making them both groan from the sidelines. Soobin writhes in his restraints, but Yeonjun is a practiced rigger, so the knots don’t give, only serving to make the lean muscle in his arms flex and give everyone a brilliant view.

“Such pretty noises,” Yeonjun hums, “Can you make them with my cock stuffed in your mouth, hm?”

Soobin obediently opens his mouth, but Beomgyu grabs him by the hair and nudges him towards his cock instead.

“I sucked you off earlier, it’s my turn,” he growls, shoving his dick as far down Soobin’s throat as he lets him. “Fuuuck, so wet and warm…”

“Wow,” Yeonjun huffs at the audacity, but only ends up grabbing Beomgyu by the chin and crashing their lips together, heatedly making out in an angry way that was not unfamiliar to them both. Taking Beomgyu’s wrist that wasn’t occupied holding Soobin’s head down on his cock, he guided him to jack him off next to Soobin’s face, who kept moaning around Beomgyu enough to make him shiver.

“Look at you, bunny… all stretched out nice and wide for me, both your holes stuffed with cock… isn’t he pretty?” You turn to Taehyun and Hyuka, the latter of which was sitting in his lap, grinding on each other languidly with their eyes locked on the scene in front of them.

“S-So pretty,” Hyuka chokes out, the simple grinding getting him all worked up while the sensitivity from his earlier orgasm still lingered. “Ah, our Soobinnie… he’s taking you so w-well.”

Taehyun chuckles, pulling Hyuka’s hips against him and making him whine. “He’s a total mess for us. Look at him, cum in his ass, on his chest, in his mouth soon enough… and always begging for more. He’s our insatiable little bunny, isn’t he? He just loves it when we ruin him like this.”

Soobin is too caught up in it to act embarrassed now; the twinge of humiliation still makes his dick twitch, but he just nods dutifully, mouth still full of Beomgyu’s dick, accepting it with a twisted sense of pride.

Grabbing his long legs, you hook them over your shoulders and push them closer to his chest, grinning at the muffled cry from around Beomgyu, fucking him at a new angle, the impressively big toy only hitting even deeper. He puts up the peace sign where his wrists are tied, a sign familiar with all of you, so Beomgyu lets go of his hair and lets him take in greedy gasps of air, babbling something incomprehensible as he feels fuller than he ever thought he could.

“Feel it… s-so deep, ah!” He moans your name again, craning his neck to see where your hips met. You press a hand on his cum-covered stomach, where your cock was battering his prostate repeatedly, and the mangled cry he lets out is music to your ears.

“Gonna cum for me one more time, bun?” You ask, leaning down to kiss and lick and bite along his chest, wanting him not just to feel your touch on him the next morning, but also see it every time he looks in the mirror.

“C-Can’t, too much,” Soobin whimpers, his voice whiny and high-pitched and so damn cute you almost can’t stand it. “B-But I— I wanna be a g-good bunny for yoooou… ahh, ngh—!”

“You’re the best bunny for us,” you remind him gently, leaving a vaguely heart-shaped hickey right above his collarbone. “You sure you don’t have one more for us, mm? Come on, just one.”

He feels like his brain has liquified and spilled out his ears, nodding in a daze, drunk on you. He doesn’t even flinch when Yeonjun cums on his face, or when you bring your hand to his lips to clean his own essence off it, or when Beomgyu follows through not long after and adds his cum to the filthy mix of sweat and cum and spit on Soobin’s torso.

One of them turns up the vibrator strapped to his cock again, but Soobin’s voice has grown hoarse, instead just letting out hiccup-y sobs and whines as his climax creeps up on him for the fourth time that night. At this point, his own name sounds more foreign to him than yours, and with one final, violent shudder and noisy whimper, his high seizes him again.

His dick twitches, weakly leaking the little cum he had left down the shaft, and Yeonjun turns off the vibrator as you slow down and start pulling out, Soobin barely able to keep his eyes open.

Covered in cum, hickeys, tears, and on a leash still, bunny ears crooked from all his thrashing and tights ripped and stained, he looks absolutely glorious in the most sinful of ways; so much so you decide to grab the nearest phone and take a few photos while he caught his breath, panting like he just ran a marathon.

“Don’t… Don’t you wanna get off, too?”

Those are the first words Soobin manages to get out after all that huffing and puffing. You smile, softly this time – without the dark undertone to it that it had for most of the day. “You’re on the brink of consciousness right now, bunny. It’s okay. One of the others can take care of me, okay?”

He nods brainlessly, so deep in subspace that he’s inclined to agree with anything you say. You kiss him tenderly, then look around at the others. “Hyuka, go get a bath running – as pretty as he looks like this, it won’t be as fun if it dries. Taehyun, you’ll be able to carry him there, right? I don’t think he’ll be able to walk well. And maybe get to changing these sheets after. Yeonjun, grab some water for him and maybe something to eat – whether you order takeout or cook or make instant ramen, up to you. Beomgyu—”

“I’ll take care of you,” he interrupts as the others start on the tasks you’ve assigned them.

“Wh—"

He doesn’t give you any room to protest, crawling over to you and kissing you slowly, working the straps of your harness off and setting it aside. He’s a stupidly good kisser, effectively taking your breath away and making you melt into his touch.

“What happened to not taking over other people’s scenes, Gyu?” You exhale breathlessly once you pull apart, resting your foreheads together. He chuckles, pecking your lips affectionately. The gesture is so intimate and gentle it almost catches you off guard – you lean in for more, but he pulls back with a little grin to tease you just that little bit more.

“Don’t be bratty, we both know your scene is over. You’re all wound up from all that, let me make you feel good while they take care of Soobin, okay?”

You don’t have anything clever to say to that, relaxing as you step down and relinquish your control to him. He seems a lot calmer as well, no longer trying to be mean or a tease, reverently kissing down your body and splaying you out on the bed once Taehyun takes Soobin away.

I’m plenty wet already, you can hurry up now, you want to say, but the words die on your tongue as Beomgyu continues worshipping your body like it’s a divine gift. It’s so tender, so nice, so you can’t complain, even when you’re aching for him, your body begging for its release.

Once he leaves enough love bites on your skin to satisfy him, he brings his face in front of your cunt and waits no longer, diving right in. He licks up every drop of you he can get on his tongue, moaning into you appreciatively and sucking at your clit hard enough to make your thighs clamp around his head on instinct. His long hair is perfect for pulling, so you do exactly that, tangling your hand in it and tugging him impossibly closer, earning you a baritone growl from the back of his throat that has you trembling.

“B-Beomgyu—"

Your breath quickly leaves your lungs when he adds his fingers as well, pushing and curling in all the right places; it’s almost embarrassing how well he knows you by now, playing your body like a finely tuned instrument, your gasps of his name his favourite song.

You’re so keyed up from teasing Soobin all day that your high approaches you fast enough to catch you off guard, suddenly hitting you all at once and flooding through your entire body; Beomgyu coaxes you through it, letting you grind on his tongue and getting his face covered in your wetness, continuing until you were physically pushing him away and cringing at the overstimulation.

“Can’t handle what you dish out, hmm?” Beomgyu can’t help but comment cockily, laughing at your unamused glare at him. “Sorry, sorry, I’ll be nice. Do you want to cum again? I could do this all day, you know.”

“I know you can… alright, one more time. A-Ah—!”

By the time Beomgyu is done with you, Soobin is all washed up and being carried and tucked into bed, with the promise of being woken up when dinner arrives. In the bathroom, Hyuka is already running a new bath with clean water for you, beaming invitingly.

“Wanna wash up with me?”

You nod gratefully, climbing into the tub with him and letting it fill up slowly, the warm water doing wonders to soothe your tired muscles. You express your gratitude by helping him scrub down, and he repays the favour in kind, softly humming a serene tune.

“You know, just because you were in charge n’ all doesn’t mean you can’t get aftercare too,” Hyuka reminds you, kissing your cheek.

Yeonjun pokes his head in the doorway at that, giving you that cutely scrunched up grin he always does. “Did someone say a dominant who needs aftercare?”

“Mhm…”

He takes that as his cue to come inside, shedding his remaining articles of clothing and joining you and Hyuka in the tub, the water overflowing and getting all over the bathroom floor. Your legs are all cramped, especially their tall and gangly frames, but none of you seem to care. Yeonjun pulls your back to his chest, reverently kissing along your shoulder and idly running his hands across you and Hyuka’s bodies, who tenderly washes you and Yeonjun’s hair. It’s nice, you think. Real nice. The kind of nice that reminds you of everything good in the world.

“You two look like cats,” Hyuka giggles, scratching softly at your scalps as he massages the shampoo through it and gazing at you ever so fondly as the two of you deflate into smiley idiots under his affectionate touch. “It’s cute.”

“You’re cute,” you mumble back as if it was some kind of insult, but that only serves to make him giggle even more.

Yeonjun catches onto the giggles too, but quickly collects himself before he gets carried away. “You’re both cuties. Let me wash your hair too, Hyuka.”

Caught between them, you don’t mind lazily worshipping Hyuka’s body with your mouth while Yeonjun leans over you to wash his hair, happy to be caught between the two bodies of warmth and feeling safe and loved caged between them.

“Maybe next time, you should be our pet, ____,” Yeonjun suggests cheekily, nipping at your ear. “Tell me that doesn’t sound appealing, eh? Having all of us have our turns with you?”

“Mm, that does sound nice,” you murmur, almost salivating at the thought. As much as you like bossing them around, the thought of swapping places with Soobin had you all sorts of curious. “You’d all take care of me?”

“We’re taking care of you right now, aren’t we?” Hyuka chimes in, gently massaging the tension from your shoulders. “Although I think the others will be keen on ruining you too.”

“I do like it when you can take as much as you dish out,” Yeonjun comments, rinsing your hair and laughing at you blubbering at the water. It’s a little embarrassing, but with the way Yeonjun looks down at you and smiles, you think you’re starting to see why Soobin likes it so much. “And I know you can take that and more. Right?”

“Is that a challenge?” You scoff, shifting around to face him and give him a playful smirk, to which he just bops you on the nose.

“There’s that spark. I see you’ve come back to Earth now! Come on, let’s get out before we go all pruny.”

Drying each other is full of just as many giggles and kisses as bathing each other was, and Yeonjun ends up tucking you and Hyuka into bed with Soobin as he waits on the takeout, you and Hyuka curling around Soobin from either side and peppering him with kisses.

“You did so well for us today, Soobinnie, you were such a good bunny,” you hum softly, his eyes fluttering as he struggles to keep himself awake. “Don’t worry. You can nap now until the food gets here.”

Soobin nods drowsily, snuggling closer and tucking you under his chin, Hyuka clinging to his back.

“I love you,” he mumbles faintly against the crown of your head. “All of you.”

You kiss his sternum and hear Hyuka do the same to the back of his neck before you both reply in unison,

“We love you too.”

TXT + PRAISE

warnings: lots of praise (duh), pet names (good girl, sweetheart, love), oral (m. recieving), dacryphilia, overstimulation

MINORS DNI!

yeonjun

“you’re doing so good for me, sweetheart.” you could barely form sentences. yeonjun was plowing into you from behind, and you could feel your eyes roll back inside your head. you felt his tip start poking at your cervix and it let you release a loud moan. tears pricked at the corners of your eyes, some droplets falling onto your cheeks. he just made you feel so unbelievably good. “am i making you feel good, love?” yeonjun asked, a smirk on his face. the only sound you could muster was a loud pitched whine as you felt his cock throb inside you.

soobin

“so fucked up for me, what a good girl.” soobin whispered into your ear. you were ascending, to say the least. he’s fucked you for an hour now, and his stamina says that he most likely wont be stopping soon. his schedule was packed, and he needed to release his stress. you were so sensitive around his cock. every thrust felt like heaven to you. “look at you, taking everything i give to you. you’re so good to me.”

beomgyu

“fuck, you’re so good at this, my love.” beomgyu whined out as you started taking his entire length down your throat. his tip poked at the back of your throat, and you gagged a little. beomgyu chuckled. he loved watching you choke on his huge dick. he only watched as you tried to take him in your mouth again. beomgyu rested his hands behind your head, and pushed it forwards on his cock. “you did so well for me, why not let me help you?”

Dom! Beomgyu NSFW A-Z

Fem!Reader

Contains: Not exactly smut but very VERY suggestive, fluff?

Warning(s): Mentions of pushing boundaries, Kinks mentioned: Somnophilia, Impact play, Hair pulling, Degradation, Public Sex, Brat taming

Note: Uh… it’s been a bit..

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex):

At first, he wasn’t the best. At all. His ideas of aftercare was, get you a glass of water, wipe you down with some baby wipes, and make sure you weren’t in any pain. You gonna have to teach him that that just won’t cut it. And after a bit of teaching, he’s actually really good at aftercare. He’ll run you a bath, get you snacks and water. You won’t have to lift a finger for the next hour or two.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s):

My mans takes a lot of pride in his hair so imma say that that’s his favorite part of himself. He especially loves when you pet it and pull on it while he’s eating you out🥴

I think his favorite part of you are your hands. I’m not quite sure why I think this, but I just get the vibes.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically):

Okso-

He likes to talk a big game, talk about how he’s gonna fuck you full of his cum and fill all your holes and what not. But in reality, just the idea of going bareback makes him nervous.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs):

He wants to fuck you while the rest of the boys watch🤭

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?):

I think you were probably his first. BUT he used to watch a lot of porn before you got together so he knows what to do and what he likes in theory. In practice it’s a whole different story tho.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying):

Anything. Like Fr. My guy isn’t picky. As long as his dick is going into you he’s more than happy.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.):

You kiddin me? This is Choi Beomgyu we’re talking about. Mans can’t be serious for shit!

Well, maybe that’s not 100% accurate. He’s serious if y’all’s making love. But if your just fucking to fuck? Yeah he’s a HUGE tease.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.):

I think after y’all start having sex regularly he’d want to keep him self neat and groomed but not bald. Strong believer that hair is natural and doesn’t matter.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect):

In the moment he’s so soft with you. It’s almost like he’s another person.

No more teasing or poking fun, he’s holding you as close as he can and whispering sweet nothings into your ear. Your chests are pressed together, breath mingling. You can smell his body wash and see every mark on his face.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon):

Haha yes.

He beats his lil Gyu frequently.

It’s not that he can’t seek you out whenever he’s horny, he just doesn’t wanna wait for you to get to him.

I’d say he ‘helps himself out’ at least 3-5 times a week.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks):

He’s literally down for anything.

He’ll try anything at least once, and if your into it he is most likely also into it.

Mainly:

Somnophilia

- Something about waking you up by eating you out, or you waking him up with a blowy, mmmmm

Impact play

- Beomgyu WILL slap you in the face. He will. And spank you😌

Hair pulling

- Duh

Degradation

Public Sex

- Doesn’t matter where, doesn’t matter when. If Beomgyu wants to fuck, he wants to fuck NOW.

Brat Taming

L = Location (favorite places to do the do):

See previous statement

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going):

Much like the other boys, he’s horny af 24/7

You could glance at him for a millisecond and he’s like LETS GOOOOOOO

But he is especially turned on by you being a brat.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs):

Anything involving any bodily fluid other than spit and cum.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.):

Gyu L O V E S eating you out. Loves it. If he were to die, being suffocated between your thighs, he’d die a happy man.

BUT he loves you sucking him if just a lil bit mores. Every time you wrap your hot mouth around his throbbing cock, he just melts into a puddle of ooey gooey Gyu.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.):

Depends on his mood. But you best believe either are gonna be torture.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.):

He’s 100% down.

Look man, Gyu isn’t picky. As long as he’s getting his dick wet he’s happy.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.):

He’s big on experimentation.

Y’all try something new at least once a month.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?):

Yes

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?):

Um… Have you been paying attention?

Gyu is an ass and a huge tease. If it makes you cry and squirm and then cum, he’ll do it.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease):

Haha

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.):

Beomgyu couldn’t be quiet if he tried. He’s talking the whole time. And when he’s not talking he’s letting out the prettiest whines and moans.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character):

He is big on degradation, but one time he took it too far and actually hurt your feelings. He felt so bad that he refused to even touch you for a whole week and a half.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes):

Ok so, he isn’t the biggest in the group. But he definitely isn’t the smallest. Probably like second biggest. Just not v girthy, but girthy enough that you feel the stretch

5 1/2 - 6 inches

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?):

Anytime. Anywhere.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards):

After he’s done taking care of you, it’s 50/50. Either he gets a random burst of energy and wants to like, clean the entire house. Or he’s out

《Come touch him please》

[Txt Beomgyu, R18 oneshot]

Pairing: Sub!Beomgyu x Dom fem!reader

Note: Image(s) is not mine and credit goes to its original owner.

Summary: Teasing you in the morning backfires.

“Hey, hey, wake up! I'm awake.” Beomgyu kept poking you but to no avail. He had woken up a few minutes ago and being the impatient, needy sub he was, he had to have you awake to keep him company. Your relationship with Beomgyu is largely different from others’ relationships. For example, during the girlfriend’s period, others usually would keep a distance so as not to provoke their s/o. Apparently that doesn’t apply to you and Beomgyu. During your period, Beomgyu would do his best to annoy you since you’re in a more vulnerable, weak mental and physical condition. In this context, he waking you up in the wee hours was a daily routine. Nothing out of the ordinary for both of you.

Seeing your still sleeping figure, Beomgyu felt frustrated and thought deeply, “Hmph, how can she remain asleep while I’m awake!” He felt a challenge to wake the sleeping beauty beside him. Just then, a wonderful very wonderful idea formed in his mind. “Psss babe! There's a fire now, we need to escape quickly!!” He yelled at the top of his lungs only to receive no response. He pouted, “Hmm? Not waking up? Mmm, muaaahh muaahhhh” He proceeded to give you some kisses all over your face. Soon you started to stir in your sleep and slowly opened your eyes. 

“Hehe babe! Good morning muaaahh” He planted a featherlight kiss on your lips. You rubbed your eyes and muttered, “What time is it?” 

“It's three o'clock...Why did I wake you up? Cuz...i want to have some kisses...can I kiss you?” He grinned sheepishly, earning a chuckle from you. You shifted closer to his body and held the back of his head. You leaned in and slided your tongue into his mouth. “Mmphh” A small whimper escaped from his mouth at the feeling of goosebumps on his skin. Both of your tongues danced in a circular motion, in sync with each other. You pulled back and saw a trail of saliva connecting his tongue with your bottom lip. “Babe, thank you, I'm fully awake. And so is he.” He gestured downwards where a bulge had formed and tugged your hand forward, “Come touch him please.” Your face started to heat up at his bold confession, almost giving in to him.

Of course, you ain’t going to give him what he wanted right away. (Let me tease him a little bit.) You placed your hands onto his broad shoulders as you leaned over, sliding your hands from his shoulders down to his chest. Your lips curled into a smile as his head tilted back almost instantly, humming lowly in approval at your touches.  "Ooh, someone has been working out. So sexy bebe." You whispered, your lips brushing against his ear. His heart melted at your nickname for him. You got into his lap to straddle him. You could feel his leg muscles tighten as you settled yourself in his lap. "Bebe, we’re going to have some fun. Are you ready?" You questioned, licking a stripe up his earlobe. He gave a timid nod in response, unable to even articulate his words to reply, his hands resting limply at his sides. You smiled as if you weren't just licking his ear and watching him almost breaking apart from your touch.

You didn't know how bad he yearned for you to touch him, break him and use him however you want. 

"You enjoying my service?" You whispered in a sultry tone as you ran your hands down his chest and over his stomach, feeling his abs from under his thin shirt. He moaned out softly as your hands moved down his body in an awfully slow pace. It was definitely painful at how bad he wanted you. “Heh, someone’s having a hard time, isn’t he?” You smirked as he looked at you, biting onto his lower lip. He was so glad he was your boyfriend so that he could enjoy this all to himself. However, he was barely staying calm.

You got off his lap and turned around, tilting your head back as you started to grind your butt against him. He licked his lips as he watched your bottom sway. You placed your hands on his shoulders, shaking your butt down on him deeper. It took every ounce of control he had in him to keep his hands to himself. When it comes to you, his self-control was a time-ticking bomb.

HIs mind was cloudy with lust as you shoved your butt against him, making him stare desperately at it. You glanced towards his clear, once innocent eyes being tainted by dirty thoughts and indulged in the idea of those big, strong hands of his on your body. "You can touch me, bebe. Faster touch me." You mumbled softly, turning around in his lap to face him again, looking down at him with hooded eyes as you wrapped your arms around his neck. That remark of yours was his breaking point. 

His hands that were at his sides previously were now placed over your butt. “Bebe, you can touch me all you want. I know you want it.” You smiled, letting his hands run over your butt slowly. He hummed in approval and groped your butt cheeks tightly. “Aahhh bebe, gentle please.” You giggled softly at his eagerness and moved his hands from your butt to his crotch. “As much as I know you want to touch me, I want to touch you too bebe.” You cooed and placed your hands with his on the bulge forming at his pants.

You ran his hands over his cock and squeezed the precum out of his tip.  You moaned softly under your breath, looking up at him with need. You don't even know what got into you. You just knew that you wanted to make this man feel good right here and right now. “Bebe, you just grabbed me! Oh my god!” His palms covered his face which was a blushing mess.

 “Mmm...I like to tease, dont I?” You chuckled, licking over your lower lip as your breath fanned over his skin, giving him goosebumps. He wanted to feel his lips on your skin so bad. You pulled back and rested your forehead against his, taking a deep breath as he placed his hands onto either side of your hips, gripping them tight to hold you in place. "Bebe, what would it take to make you..." His lips brushed against yours lightly as he spoke, “...let me eat you out right here?”

“Right here sounds good." Your eyelashes fluttered, "..right here sounds so  amazingly good." You breathed out, your legs spreading as his face pressed closer to your core. You gripped the bed duvet, you felt like complete jelly with how turned on you were. Your eyes glanced up at the clock and you whispered softly into his ear, "Sad bebe. But your time's up and I’ve to make breakfast." You smirked, your teeth biting the shell of his ear before pushing him away from you gently, sitting up and fixing your clothes. 

~The end~

《Hot springs are not the only hot thing》

[Txt Beomgyu, R18 oneshot]

Pairing: Dom!Beomgyu x Sub!reader

Note: Image(s) is not mine and credit goes to its original owner.

Summary: Beomgyu and you visited the hot springs hoping to rewind and have some time to yourselves. All's good until Beomgyu decided to tease you a bit. P.S. His nickname for you is berry.

The hot springs shined radiantly as Beomgyu sat comfortably in the warm waters of the hot springs. He let himself relax while enjoying the feeling of the warm water against his skin. He could feel the warm water release all the tension from his muscles. "No matter how many times I've been in one, I can never get enough of hot springs." Beomgyu sighed out. "Yeah, this is life." You took a few deep breaths and your chest heaved along with them. With your naked body submerged into the clear, steaming warm water until reaching your shoulders, you laid in the springs with your back resting against the springs' side and your legs spread.

Beomgyu unconsciously stares at you longer than he should. His eyes roaming across your slender figure until they landed on your curvaceous breasts. The water was so limpid that he could see the pink flesh of your nipples clearly. The fact that you had been taking good care of your figure didn’t help to dim the fire of lust inside of him. Seeing the mouthwatering sight of your naked body, he could feel his member fully awakened in his hands. "Hey berry, come a little closer to me." He gestured you towards his front and wrapped you around his arms. Out of nowhere, you felt his lips brush against your neck and he landed a soft kiss there, causing you to squirm in his hold.

"Your neck's a weak spot, right? It tickles? Is that so?" He asked in an alluring voice. "Then, does it tickle here?" His hands moved from your arm to your back, giving it a nice massage by moving his fingers in a circular motion while the other hand moved to your chest, tracing his index up and down across your luscious chest. His featherlight touch made you shudder and a whimper escaped from your mouth which in return made him form a smirk on his face.

"If your voice is too loud, other people will hear, so you have to suppress your voice." His hand quickly moved to cover your mouth. You tilted your head to see some silhouette approaching a nearby spot in the hot springs and shivered at the thought of being caught by others. “You know what? I think that's enough hot bath for me. Perhaps I should take my leave now.” You were about to get up and grab your towel that was placed on top of a nearby rock, when suddenly Beomgyu pulled you back into his broad chest. “What the-?!” You struggled to get out of his grip. (Omg, our bodies are so close now.) You tried your absolute best to steady your pounding heart. You swore you could feel your face burning and your core throbbing against your hands. You held your head high with your face completely turned scarlet to avoid his hungry eyes. You thought of something, anything, to let your mind ignore the soft sensation of your globes with your nipples, now hard as rock, brushing against his skin.

"Hey berry, stop wiggling around. Spread your legs for me. That's right." You felt your legs being prodded open and a finger was inserted inside your pussy. "Oh, it's nice and wet. Also, this place had swelled up and stiffened." He teased. "Mm, I'm the same. Being unable to be loud, the openness of an air-open bath really turns me on. Somehow, it feels very lewd." Satisfied that you've stopped fidgeting, Beomgyu slowly pulled both of his hands away from his crotch. Out of the corner of your eye, you're now able to see his fully erect penis stand out proudly and solid in rigidity. His lips curled into a perverted smile as he wrapped your pussy with his right hand and slowly stroked it while the other returned to your back.

“Damn berry, never thought that you're hiding such a beautiful pussy under your clothing. I like it~” He commented sultrily, his stroke was steady and slow. You held onto the edge of the springs as you tried to hold out a groan and gazed upward with your eyes closed shut. Beomgyu smirked at you and stopped stroking your pussy, much to your disappointment. “Hey berry, you must address me as daddy,” He squeezed your clit to make his point; this time you couldn’t hold out your groan. "WH-WH-WHAT?!? There is NO way I would call you tha-AHHNNN!!” Your protest was cut short when Beomgyu squeezed your clit very hard.

“Hey berry, do you seriously want to be a bad girl?” He snarled and ended his sentence by licking your cheek. You flinched but not from the wet, warm contact of his tongue, rather from what he had just said. Chill runs through your spine because the idea of your punishment if you defied him ran through your mind. “Sorry…gyu-I mean d-daddy, I'm a good girl. Not a bad girl. Can daddy please…please let go of my pussy…” You pleaded through gritted teeth.

Beomgyu had a smug look on his face, pleased that you've finally submitted to his will. His grip on your pussy didn’t loosen though. “Say please, daddy?” Beomgyu breathed as he nibbled on your earlobe.

“Please…daddy?” You whispered the last word and felt your pussy being released. You gasped, feeling relieved and stroked your pussy to soothe the pain. Beomgyu wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a hug. “There there. That wasn’t so hard, was it berry?” He cooed while patting your head gently. "Come here, berry. Can you open up your legs and straddle on top of me?" You turned around, placed your hands on his shoulders then climbed onto his lap and wrapped your arms around his neck. You looked down to see that his cock was fully erect and throbbing deliciously.

"Heh, berry, enjoying what you see~" He licked his lips slowly, wittingly making you more aroused, before staring at your lascivious brown eyes, eyes that are full with lust and greed for his large, visible cock. "Lower your hips just like that. You're doing good, berry." He hummed in approval when you sank down on his lusciously hard cock. You started moving up and down as your arousal became unbearable.

"Omg berry. Your insides are so hot that it feels like I'm about to melt. Such a wonderful pussy." He complimented you while embracing you. It was then at that moment, his cock reached your deepest spot, hitting it at great frequency. “Yessss…!” You managed to hiss out through your closed throat. "Shh, be careful. Your voice is loud again, berry." He spanked your butt playfully at his remark.

"I like this position. I can see everything from here...your expression...your milky tits, your hardened nipples," Beomgyu slid his hands upward, over your hips and ribs until he was drawing lazy circles with his thumbs on the sensitive skin of the sides of your breasts. You shivered at the contact and his hands slid forward to cup the full weight of your breasts. His thumbs continued their lazy circular motions, skimming the edges of your nipples, taunting you despite the heat of the springs.

He leaned in to place gentle kisses down the side of your jaw, railing down your neck even as he lightly, playfully, pinched the engorged tips. You gasped, fingers clenching in his hair, and he did it a second time, finally earning another moan from you. "Hey, is there not somewhere you want me to touch more or something you wish for me to do?" Grinning against your neck at his accomplishment, he continued to explore the various erogenous areas of your breasts while discovering others along your neck and ear. You ran one hand down the back of Beomgyu’s neck, nails trailing against his skin, earning you a shiver and a nip to your lip; you tugged his brown locks in playful reprimand for the action and moaned loudly when he bit down on your nipples.

Something clicked inside Beomgyu at the sound of your moan; he loved the sound that you'd made and he’s very ecstatic being the reason for eliciting such a response. "Your voice is leaking out, berry. Your insides are also twitching so much." He chuckled at the sight of you being such a slave for his cock.

"Could it be that you're about to come? Then let's come together." He grinded against your pussy and groped your chest. "COME ON, BERRY!! MOVE FASTER!! COME FOR ME, COME!!!" Faint moaning could be heard as he kissed you passionately so as to keep quiet. Soon, the climax die down.

"Today, we came together, didn't we? Even though we just bathed earlier, we're covered in sweat." Both of your faces were flushed red and streaks of drool were escaping from the corner of your mouth. You could feel your consciousness slipping away after such a heavy and intense lovemaking. Beomgyu sensing that you've exhausted yourself, lifted you out of the waters and mumbled, "Come here, I'll wash you clean before you catch a cold."

~The end~

different | choi beomgyu.

it’s supposed to be a casual evening between you and your best friend...how on earth did this happen?

+ warnings / bestie!beomgyu. fem!reader. teasing. slight muscle kink. riding. choking. degradation & degrading names. beomgyu is loud asf during sex just sayin.

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your doorbell rings and you rush towards the front door happily, twisting the knob and pulling the door open, smiling when you see the familiar face of your best friend.

“hey, beomgyu,” you greet him with a small wave. you hold the door for him to enter, and he does.

“hey, y/n,” he greets back, flopping onto your couch with a heavy sigh, something he seems to always do. “i’m glad you called me.”

“oh?” you tilt your head, showing your confusion. “why is that?”

as you walk over to sit beside your friend, he sighs again, this time running a hand through his long, shaggy hair. “my parents were at it again,” he explains, voice low. “i had to get out of there.” you frown at his words. “again? isn’t this like everyday now?”

beomgyu nods. “yeah,” he kind of sinks into the cushions a bit. “i really wish they would just go back to at least acting like they still love each other like they did when i was younger.”

you reach over and give beomgyu a hug, wrapping your arms around his neck and propping your chin on his shoulder, unintentionally getting a whiff of his cologne. 

beomgyu wraps his arms around your torso, tightening the hug. he had always liked your hugs. when hugging you, he felt such a strong sense of warmth. he felt warm in your embrace.

you pull away, much to his dismay, and smile at him. “we should watch a movie.”

he smiles back at you, mostly because he thought your smile was beautiful. “that’s exactly what i was thinking.”

you giddily stand up from the couch and walk over to the television and grab the remote. “what do you want to watch?”

beomgyu shrugs at you as you come back to sit beside him again. “something scary, you know, to take my mind off things.”

you nod in agreement and turn on netflix, going to the horror section. “have you seen the conjuring?” you ask him, praying he’d say yes so you didn’t have to watch it.

“i have, but not the second one,” he tells you. 

you internally groan. “oh, we can watch that, then,” you press play on the movie and stand to get some popcorn. “you can watch the start without me, just let me know what happens.”

“what, no!” beomgyu shakes his head and reaches for the remote to pause the movie. “i don’t want to watch without you. i can pause it.”

you force a smile and nod. “okay, thank you,” you say through half-gritted teeth, as you start towards the kitchen.

the truth was, you didn’t want to watch this movie. you had heard from some of the kids at school that it was scary and that there were a lot of jumpscares. you couldn’t say no beomgyu, though. not even just because he wasn’t feeling too well, but because you just couldn’t say to him. ever.

you turn around, after grabbing the finished bag of popcorn from the microwave, and smack your face into beomgyu’s chest. you didn’t even hear him enter the kitchen.

“shit, sorry,” he apologizes to you. “i thought you would’ve heard me.”

you rub your nose, which got the most of the impact and shake your head. “it’s fine, don’t worry,” you let out a chuckle. “i should have been paying more attention to my surroundings.”

“ha, yeah,” beomgyu shoves his hands into his sweatpants pockets, sniffing. “popcorn’s done?”

you nod and hand him the bag. “you can salt it, i’m gonna get some water.”

he nods and takes the steaming bag from your hands. “get me one too?”

“of course,” you smile and turn to the fridge, letting out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. 

to be honest, you were shocked by how solid beomgyu’s chest was. you knew that he worked out, but you didn’t think his chest would be a whole ass rock.

you grab two water bottle with slightly shaky hands, you assume you were still shaken up from bumping into beomgyu unexpectedly.

as you head back to the main room, you’re met with a smiling beomgyu, chowing down on the popcorn. “there you are,” he giggles with excitement. “i’m so ready to watch. are you?”

you nod, taking the popcorn bag from his hands and instead putting it on your lap. “yes, let’s watch now.” you didn’t like how shaky your voice was.

as beomgyu presses play on the film, you can’t help but place your eyes on the screen. you suddenly wished that you had called beomgyu over earlier, like when it was still light outside.

a sudden jumpscare causes you to squeak and cover your eyes from the fear.

“hey, hey,” beomgyu grabs your hand into his. “are you okay?” he asks, worry evident in his tone.

you nod and gulp, glad you weren’t currently chewing at that time because you would have definitely choked.

beomgyu looks at you skeptically. “you can snuggle into me, if you want,” he tells you, eyes big and concerned. “i’ll keep you safe.”

you melted.

smiling, you readjust yourself so that you’re positioned in the opposite direction. you snuggle into your friend like you’ve done several times before, but something about this time was different. you couldn’t lay a finger on why.

“better?” he asks, looking down at your comfy state.

you nod, a small smile on your face. “better.”

beomgyu smiles too and looks back at the screen, his arm tightly around your shoulder. 

he’d be lying if he said that he didn’t like this. the two of you, closely snuggled, just chillin’. 

he gives your shoulder a small squeeze as you bury deeper into him as a disturbing scene plays.

“you’re okay,” he whispers to you. “it’s just a movie.”

you nod and grab another handful of popcorn.

throughout the rest of the movie, you keep repeating beomgyu’s words. it’s just a movie, it’s just a movie.

when the end credits finally roll, you let out a big sigh of relief and pull yourself from beomgyu’s embrace. thankfully for him, you don’t notice the small frown on his face as you do so.

“that’s sure to keep me up all night,” you chuckle, stretching your arms a bit. “how about you?”

beomgyu shrugs. “nah, i’m good,” he says casually, making you roll your eyes.

“come on, you weren’t freaked out at all?” you poke his stomach, surprised to find out that area was also quite rock solid as well. had he always been this fit?

“it was definitely disturbing,” he replies. “i wouldn’t say it scared me at all though.”

you pout. why must he be so cool? 

“whatever,” you sigh and reach into the bag for more popcorn, coincidentally at the same time beomgyu does.

you gasp at the warm feeling of his hand and pull away. “i’m sorry, you go first.”

he shakes his head and gestures towards you. “no way, ladies first.”

“okay, okay, fine,” you dig into the bag and pull out three pieces of popcorn.

beomgyu chuckles and digs in. “how rom-com cliché was that?”

“ha, yeah,” you run a hand through your hair. “very cliché.” 

yes, you did think it was cliché. but did that mean that you didn’t enjoy it? not at all. something about feeling beomgyu’s hand, something you had done so many times before, felt different. everything about him that night so far had felt different. you just couldn’t figure out what it was for the life of you.

“so, now what?” he asks you, some of his hair falling into his eyes. 

you hadn’t admitted it yet, but you really liked his hair at that length. when he first started growing it out, you told him it was stupid, but that was obviously a lie.

“uh, i don’t know,” you shrug. “we can play a game or something?”

“nah, we do that all the time,” beomgyu rests his arms on the back of the couch, sitting more comfortably with his legs spread a bit further apart, which you personally wished he hadn’t done.

something about his legs spread like that made you feel a little uneasy. but he had sat like that tons of times before, so why now did it feel so different?

“y/n?” beomgyu’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts. “you good? you kind of spaced out there.”

you nod quickly. “yeah, yeah, i’m fine.” you force a smile.

“hm, are you sure?” your friend tilts his head, as if he was questioning you.

“y-yeah, why wouldn’t i be?” you mentally smack yourself for stuttering.

beomgyu smirks. “well, the stutter for one,” you feel your heart start beating faster when he inches himself just a tiny bit closer to where you were seated beside him. “but you’ve also been acting different since i got here.”

“how do you mean?”

“you don’t think i caught you staring all throughout the movie?” beomgyu smirks and your heart nearly jumps out of your chest.

“u-um,” you have no words to say. you were caught. you take your bottom lip underneath your teeth and look away, flustered. “well-”

before you even try to explain yourself, you feel something soft and wet on your lips. you don’t even have time to figure out what it is. you know exactly what’s happening.

beomgyu was kissing you. and you were kissing him back.

you had no idea that the feeling of your best friend of fifteen years would be such a good kisser, nor that his lips would feel as heavenly as they did.

what started out as your usual soft kiss quickly escalated into a more heated and passionate kiss as beomgyu’s tongue skillfully entered your mouth.

your cheeks heat up in embarrassment as a small whine emits from you.

next thing you know, beomgyu is pulling you onto his lap, deepening the kiss even more.

his hands find your ass quickly, massaging slowly, earning another whine from you.

after your whine you nearly die at the feeling of something hard growing beneath you. and from what you could feel through your shorts and beomgyu’s sweats, he was going to be a lot to handle.

beomgyu finally pulls his lips (and tongue) from your mouth and instead moves his extremely skilled lips to your neck sucking dark marks onto your skin.

you, however, were still trying to figure what was happening. should you just let everything happen or try to talk with beomgyu? you decided not to ruin the moment.

you lean your head back, giving beomgyu better access to your skin. he finds a particularly good spot, making you let out a moan of pure pleasure.

beomgyu pulls away from your skin to look at you. his eyes were dark and lustful, making you whimper, just from seeing them. 

his hands find the hem of your sweater, waiting until after you give consent to lift it over your head and toss it onto the floor.

staring at your now bare chest, he hardens even more beneath you. you just knew that his size was going to wreck you.

“your parents aren’t coming home until the morning, right?” he looks at you through hooded eyes. 

you nod furiously, impatient at this point. “yes, yes, we have the whole night to ourselves, beomgyu,” you tell him, voice frantic. “please...”

“please what?” he raises a brow at you. “what do you want me to do to you?”

you whine and tug at the bottom of his sweater. “off, please,” you whimper as he moves his hips slightly, his bulge pressing harder against you. you couldn’t even tell if that was intentional or not. 

beomgyu doesn’t hesitate to pull his striped sweater off, over his head. your eyes nearly bug out of your head at the sight of your friend’s toned, muscular upper body. especially his arms. you felt weak.

“anything else you want, hm?” beomgyu looks at your red cheeks and agape mouth.

“y-yes, please,” you practically beg. “w-want you i-in me...”

beomgyu smirks that devilish smirk and reaches down to pull his length from his sweats. you feel your mouth watering.

“c’mere,” he beckons for you to lift your hips so he can pull your shorts down. you shiver at the feeling of his hands on your bare hips as he aligns his large length with your aching heat.

“p-please, beomgyu,” you whine as he teasingly rubs his tip across your folds.

“beg for it, slut,” he growls, surprising you. but it was definitely a pleasant surprise, because you felt your wetness multiply by fourths. you just had to obey him.

“please, beomgyu,” you start, hoping that the whine in your tone was desperate enough for him. “please, fuck me until i can’t walk, until i’m screaming your name, begging to cum. please break me, ruin me, please!”

“fuck,” beomgyu groans at your words, precum leaking from his tip. he was pleased to hear that you needed him as badly as he needed you. “be careful what you ask for.” he warns you, his voice a few octaves deeper as he finally enters you.

you let out a moan as soon as you feel him, your head falling back. “o-oh my god,” you groan, feeling him stretch your walls out with his size. “y-you’re so- fuck!”

you don’t even get to finish telling beomgyu how big he is before he bucks his hips up into yours, immediately hitting your spot. he delivers a smack to your ass before speaking. “ride me, slut, show me how badly you want me.”

of course you comply, slowly beginning to bounce of beomgyu’s length, his tip hitting your spot every time. “g-god, beomgyu-” you let out a weak moan of his name, the pleasure just starting but already so overwhelming.

“fuck, baby, just like that,” beomgyu groans, throwing his head back, letting out what you thought to be the hottest sound on earth, a deep, rather loud moan of pleasure.

you would have never expected beomgyu to be a moaner. maybe a grunter, or a groaner at most, but never a moaner. you were pleasantly surprised.

as you began to bounce your hips faster, beomgyu just got louder and louder. you could barely even hear your own moans. “god, you’re such a slut,” he growls, delivering another harsh smack to your ass. “riding me like your life depends on it. such a filthy whore for me.”

his words make your knees weak. so weak, you could barely keep yourself upright. you place your hands on beomgyu’s chest, your nails, digging into his skin, leaving scratch marks on his chest, which you thought made his chest even more appealing.

“ride me harder, come on, baby,” beomgyu urges you, panting between his moans. “show me how badly you want me to fuck you.”

you bite your lip hard as you begin to slam your hips down onto beomgyu with no mercy. “please, beomgyu, i want it so bad,” you practically scream your plea, your insides churning at the sound of beomgyu’s loud, deep moans.

you were surprised with yourself. you didn’t think you could need beomgyu so badly. in fact, you hadn’t until tonight. yes, you still were slow on figuring out what exactly was happening.

“fuck, baby, you drive me crazy,” beomgyu growls as he starts bucking his hips up, meeting yours on their way down. the impact makes you scream from the pleasure. “gonna fuck you like you deserve.” he grips your hips hard as he continuously pounds into you at lightning speed. 

“b-beom-g-gyu!” you let out scattered moans as beomgyu thrusts into you, your eyelids fluttering as your eyes roll back. 

“yeah? is this what you wanted, slut?” he speaks again, that growl back to his voice.

“y-yes-!” you cry out, voice scratchy from screaming. you couldn’t believe how much pleasure you were receiving from your best friend. you were through the roof.

your heartbeat quickened even more when you felt beomgyu’s hand wrap around your throat tightly, choking you. he somehow managed to know all your kinks.

“o-oh, fuck-” you choke out, eyes rolling back slightly as beomgyu’s cock slams up into you at an animalistic speed.

his growls and moans mixed with your own moans and small screams erupt inside the once peaceful room. “g-gyu, c-close,” you choke out, your toes curling from the overwhelming pleasure.

“cum for me, slut,” beomgyu pants and slaps your ass once more, looking at you with those dark eyes. “scream my name so the neighbors can hear how much of a slut you are for me.”

you bite your lip at his words, feeling dizzy. you clench around his length, earning another loud moan from him. “s-shit, y/n, do that again.” he growls to you, and you have to comply.

you clench around him again, and his grip on your throat tightens ever so slightly. “fuck, you’re so good, y/n,” he praises you, his free hand massaging the reddening skin of your ass.

“i-i- beomgyu!” you try to warn him that your release was coming but of course, to no avail as you scream his name as you release all over his length, your eyelids fluttering.

“holy shit, y/n,” he groans at the sight of you falling apart. “gonna make me cum now...”

“inside, please-” you pant, coming down from your high. “i’m on the pill.”

“thank god,” beomgyu sighs in relief, his thrusts getting faster and messier before finally coming to a stop as his cum fills you up, a deep groan exiting his mouth.

you shake, overcome with pleasure, panting as the two of you come down from your highs. he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer, your foreheads now resting on each other.

“b-beomgyu...” you whisper as he opens his eyes to see you.

“y-yeah?” he asks, still panting as he raises an eyebrow at you.

“i-is now a bad time to say that, um,” you bite your lips, searching for the words to use. “i think i might...like you...?”

beomgyu’s eyes widen at your words and his lips curl into a smile. “it wouldn’t be a bad time at all,” he shakes his head gently. “i think i like you too, y/n.”

“oh,” you laugh and smile at him, pulling your forehead off of his before continuing. 

“this was different.”

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CHOISOME MASTERLIST

Index

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6 ???

CHOISOME MASTERLIST

Index

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4 (coming soon)

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Soobin x Yeonjun x Beomgyu x afab!reader(older)

Warning: threesome, drinking, oral sex(female recieving), ass play, cliche truth or dare, possessive Soobin, y/n Is older than them, this probs sucks so ✌️ also not really proofread

“Alright princess” he chuckles bringing you to the couch so you torso is leaning on the back, your ass perked up off the edge giving Gyu plenty of access on his knees.

Yeonjun can’t help but chuckle, especially seeing how bothered Soobin is. “Enjoying the show?” Soobin flips him off. Yeonjun sending a finger heart as he makes his way over. Soobin left to watch and sulk.

Your entirety was exposed to Beomgyu as he sat back taking in your beautiful curves. He starts massaging his hands into your thick thighs, followed by kisses trailing your lower back and rear. Unable to hold back any longer, he digs his fingers into your plump cheeks and spreads them, seeing Soobins cum drip from your still pulsing cunt.

“Fuck” he whispers in a breath before diving in and starts devouring your pussy

You can’t hold back the groan or shivers ripping through your body “gggaanng Gyuuu”

Yeonjun is in front of you now, stroking his hard member watching you in your pleasure. He lowers himself to take your lips with his, swallowing your beautiful sounds licking your lips as he pulls away.

“Ready for me again sweetheart?” Squishing your cheeks tight and making you look at him. You can only nod and groan your want for him. Loosening his grip on your cheeks he rubs his tip across you glistening lips “good girl” smiling and pulling his bottom lip between his teeth in only the way Choi Yeonjun can

Looking into his soul you kitten lick his tip, already sensitive. Circling your tongue around him until you run the wet muscle along the underside of his cock, enclosing around his head after a teasing flick.

“Hoo-holy Fawwkk y/n… Jesus” Yeonjun moans from deep in his chest

Beomgyu pops up for a second, seeing Yeonjuns face contorted in pleasure trying to hold back. The men make eye contact silently communicating.

“Actually I think our princess should be taken care of you first” taking you chin to pull you off of his dick. “After all, you took such good care of us earlier” Yeonjun kisses your lips while Gyu moves softly pressing open mouth kisses up your spine and tracing his fingers along your curves.

Yeonjun moves you to stand, front facing Soobin sitting on your bed, getting down onto his knees before you. His seductive gaze never leaving yours. Lifting your leg and leaving kisses from your ankle to your thigh, he places it over his shoulder, resting on the arm of the couch, spreading you wide open for him.

Beomgyu moves to his knees behind you. Resuming his earlier caressing to your thick ass. Drooling at your openness, getting to see your entirety at a new angle. His cock twitches, “Jesus Hyung, hurry up. I need to taste her again” he says with desperation in his voice.

“Huh… I never did get a real taste of you did i love?” He remembers the saccharine taste of you on his juniors lips. “I think it’s time i get a real taste. Don’t you?” He asks looking up at you, pouting.

Licking your lips you reply nodding “mmm yes Junnie. fuck Yeonjun just-“ not able to resist his words anymore you grab him by his hair, shoving his face into your dripping cunt. The moment his lips make contact with yours you release a heavenly moan. Yeonjun can’t help but return the sound, indulging in not only how you taste, but the smell of you. The smell of your already abused and messy cunny, soaked with not only yours, but also Soobin’s cum. Soobin’s mark on you. Your forbidden fruit.

With the flat of his tongue, Yeonjun licks a slow trail from your leaking hole to your clit, ending with a flick to your swollen bud. He wraps his plump lips around you, sucking to simultaneously flicking your precious jewel. Feeling your grip tighten on his hair, his tongue reaches lower to prod at your opening, tasting the mixture of yours and Soobin’s fluids. Melodic groans vibrate against your core sending even more pleasure through you.

Beomgyu can’t wait any longer and buries his face back between your cheeks. Tongue meeting Yeonjun’s at your pulsing hole to taste you again.

The feeling of the both of them devouring you is euphoric. The knot in your stomach growing tighter and tighter, grinding yourself on their faces, needing more. Needing Gyu deeper, you bring your hand around to lift up your cheek, stretching yourself out more for him. As you do so though, you can’t ignore the eyes burning into you. Looking up to the Man who wrecked you moments ago, fisting himself again roughly, not happy that he’s in timeout. You can’t help but tease him just a little, biting your lip and squeezing your breast with your free hand. Soobin’s eyes narrow, intently watching you and your body, craving to touch you again. Knowing that he should be the one making you feel good.

Beomgyu breaks away from the tag team on your cunt, moving his efforts to his original desire. Warmth encircles your puckered hole, a new sensation overtaking you. Almost at your precipice, you whimper sweet sounds.

“Mm M’ gonna cum- oh god m’ so close” you whine, moving your hips against their soft wet tongues.

Gyu loves your whiny state and begins to push into your entrance. Releasing even more sounds from you. Yeonjun reattaches those beautiful puffy lips to your clit, licking with undeniable skill, alternating speeds and movements to bring you to your peak. Pushing you to your climax, Yeonjun enters you with his ring and middle fingers, curling perfectly to make you erupt. Shuddering as the band breaks in your stomach, Gyu tightens his grip on you, hard enough that you’ll have purple marks there tomorrow. Mewling their names on unsteady legs, Yeonjun grabs your hip, using their faces to ride out your climax without falling.

“Fuck princess, so fucking sexy” Gyu pants out pressing kisses along your things and drinking any of your juices running down them. Yeonjun wipes his face with his thumb, sure to not waste any.

“Y/N baby” gyu stands to speak along your ear “can I fuck your perfect ass now? Please” he whines “need to be in you”

Yeonjun flips you back onto the couch to let you rest. “Seriously Beom? You’re done already?”

“I never said you had to stop! Fuck i just want to feel her around my cock”

“I’m still hungry, ‘m gonna need another taste. That okay pretty?” Yeonjun coos caressing your cheek

Both males reigniting the heat and desire within you. They’re words and touches bringing you to a moaning, quivering mess.

“What’dya say princess?” Beomgyu whispers in kisses along your hip bone

“Mmmm yes- yes please”

Beomgyu positions you to sit up, leaning to your side slightly, legs fully spread and open for the both of them. Beomgyu wastes no time before he dives back in. Spitting on your cunt to assist his tongue in his ministrations.

Yeonjun pulls you in for a messy kiss. Tongues colliding, tasting yourself on him. It doesn’t last long but it’s enough to have your pussy clenching on nothing.

Yeonjun kisses his decent down your neck, between your breasts, down your navel until he reaches your puffy Clit. Attaching his swollen soft lips around it, beginning you suck and lick.

Once again, the feeling of them eating you alive is too much. Already overstimulated from the last round. Your hips buck unconsciously and the knot in your stomach begins to tighten again. You sit up slightly to watch, Beomgyu between your legs and Yeonjun meeting him head first at your clit. The sight is incredible, whimpering you start caressing your breasts. Still watching Gyu peaks up at you and smirks “ready?”

You nod rapidly causing him to chuckle at your need “m’gonna prep you” he pulls back and so does Yeonjun wanting to watch. Gyu spits down on your cunt, letting it drip down to your tight hole. Sucking his fingers to lubricate them as well. “Ready princess?”

“Mmm yes please Gyu” you whine, wanting to feel him already.

Beomgyu presses gently against your hole, slowly pushing in until he reaches his first knuckle. Looking at you for your reaction and making sure it’s okay. Much to his relief your head is thrown back and moans leave your lips. Satisfied you’re okay he continues pushing in until he’s 3 knuckles deep. Pumping in and out to loosen you up.

Yeonjun kisses your hips while watching before he returns to your clit.

“I’m gonna add another okay?” Gyu asks sweetly even though his gaze is anything but. His eyes are dark and full of lust as his fantasy turns to reality.

“Mmm” you nod wiggling your hips a bit up into yeonjuns mouth

“Fuck” a whispered grunt comes from across the room and suddenly you remember Soobin is watching. You look over to him, his torso flexed as he’s roughly stroking his member. Seeing Soobin adds to your increasing pleasure. With Beomgyu stretching you and Yeonjun eating you alive your orgasm is rapidly approaching.

“You’re doing so good for me Y/N” gyu kisses down you lifted leg in praise “just 1 more kay?”

Yeonjun wraps his arms around you to grip your cheeks and spread you further

“Mmhmm ‘m ready” you nod watching him kiss your leg

His final kiss ends with a bite as he adds the third finger. The stretch and bite make you hiss in pain. “Just a little more baby you’re doing so good for me” Beomgyu praises as he pushes in a little further. Yeonjun parts with your clit to observe you, making sure you’re okay, replacing his tongue with his fingers, softly circling your abused bud.

The look of pain on your face alerts Soobin, stopping his stroking and making sure you’re okay. He knows his friends are watching you to but it’s not that same, they’re too into it to really tell if you’re okay. Soobins eyes watch every hint of movement you make. Face contorting slightly, fist squeezing, every breath that hitched in your throat. He knows you’re okay but it doesn’t hurt him any less. Wanting to comfort you, he stands, by your side with a couple of his long strides. He pulls your hair back, maneuvering himself behind you to rub your lower back. “You’re doing so good baby. So so good” he whispers in your ear, his encouragement helping subside the discomfort from the stretch and pull.

“Binnie.,,” you whine, looking up at him, head tipped back as he supports you.

“Hi bunny” he whispers against your temple, punctuating with a kiss.

That little kiss helped you relax, allowing gyu to finally fill you with his fingers, twirling them around and scissoring inside you slightly. Feeling him rub certain spots pulls soft moans from you

“Looks like you’re all ready princess”

“‘m ready gyu”

Beomgyu begins lubricating himself, lining up with you. Yeonjun is attached to your nipple, Soobin still at your side.

The moment Beomgyu starts to push in a gravely ‘fuck’ leaves his lips in a breath. Your mouth opens, face contorting in slight pain laced with bliss. Tipping your hips up, Beomgyu thrusts deeper, and deeper. Grunts and moans filling the air around you. “Fuck y/n you feel so good” picking up in pace

Soobin and Yeonjun start to jerk their cocks from the sight. Both jealous that they aren’t buried in you right now. “God bunny you’re doing so well” Soobin praises while Yeonjun calls you “such a good girl”.

You turn your head to see them, clenching around nothing and whining at the sight.

“Want you, more… pleaseee” reaching to them

“Fuck y/n stop squeezing so tight or I’ll cum” gyu gasps

“Really want it that bad huh pretty?” Yeonjun coos, coming forward and pushing the hair out of your eyes, hard dick right in front of your mouth. Licking out your tongue to taste him again. Whining when you can’t quite reach him. “Mmm please Jun”

“Anything you want sweetheart” he lowers to peck your lips before turning to Beomgyu “flip her ov-“

“No, her pussy is mine!” Soobin cuts him off

“Oh come on Soobin you can’t be serious, look at her”

“No she said it, she said she’s mine” gyu pulls out, waiting out the argument

“What the fuck Soobin you can’t just claim her! this started because she wanted all of us, not just you! Plus you just heard her she asked for me!”

Just as Soobin is about to snap at Yeonjun you grab is wrist “please Binnie. Just this once. They started this together, let me finish it with them”

You beg him “then I’m all yours Binnie”

Looking deep into your eyes he can see the desire from your fucked out state, but he can also see you mean it.

He kneels down to kiss you softly, “okay” he whispers

Standing, He turns back to Yeonjun “you can’t cum in her, you understand?” Stating firmly

Smirking Yeonjun pats him in the shoulder “good boy, give her what she wants”

“Cum in her and you’re dead”

“Alright chill, I won’t “

“You better make this worth it hyung. Don’t disappoint her” Soobin smirks, returning to you to help get you situated. Sitting up, Yeonjun sits next to you “you sure about this? You want me, not Soobin?” Suddenly doubting himself

“Junnie, it’s been the 3 of us all along. I’m sure” you say before pushing him to him back and crawling up him.

“Coming gyu?” You ask over your shoulder

Finishing up Part 5 🤭

Time to play catch up or you know just reread 😏

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CHOISOME MASTERLIST

Index

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5 (coming soon)

Part 5 is coming sometime tonight! Stay tuned 😘

CHOISOME MASTERLIST

Index

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5 (coming soon)

CHOISOME PART 5

MASTERLIST

Part 4

FINALLY I AM BACK WITH PART 5! IT’S A LOT SO BRACE YOURSELVES AND ENJOY 🫣

Thank you so much for being patient with me! 🫶 this took a lot longer to write than I thought it would. I’ve had a lot of stuff going on in my life and it’s been rough! I hope it’s okay and you can enjoy it!

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Soobin x Yeonjun x Beomgyu x afab!reader(older)

Warning: threesome, double penetration, triple penetration(I KNOW but would I have called this Choisome if this wasn’t going to happen🙃) drinking, oral sex, ass play, cliche truth or dare, possessive Soobin, y/n Is older than them, this probs sucks so ✌️ also not really proofread

The look of pain on your face alerts Soobin, stopping his stroking and making sure you’re okay. He knows his friends are watching you to but it’s not the same, they’re too into it to really tell if you’re okay. Soobins eyes watch every hint of movement you make. Face contorting slightly, fist squeezing, every breath that hitched in your throat. He knows you’re okay but it doesn’t hurt him any less. Wanting to comfort you, he stands, by your side with a couple of his long strides. He pulls your hair back, maneuvering himself behind you to rub your lower back. “You’re doing so good baby. So so good” he whispers in your ear, his encouragement helping subside the discomfort from the stretch and pull.

“Binnie.,,” you whine, looking up at him, head tipped back as he supports you.

“Hi bunny” he whispers against your temple, punctuating with a kiss.

That little kiss helped you relax, allowing gyu to finally fill you with his fingers, twirling them around and scissoring inside you slightly. Feeling him rub certain spots pulls soft moans from you

“Looks like you’re all ready princess”

“‘m ready gyu”

Beomgyu begins lubricating himself, lining up with you. Yeonjun is attached to your nipple, Soobin still at your side.

The moment Beomgyu starts to push in a gravely ‘fuck’ leaves his lips in a breath. Your mouth opens, face contorting in slight pain laced with bliss. Tipping your hips up, Beomgyu thrusts deeper, and deeper. Grunts and moans filling the air around you. “Fuck y/n-ughh-feel so good” picking up in pace

Soobin and Yeonjun start to jerk their cocks from the sight. Both jealous that they aren’t buried in you right now. “God bunny you’re doing so well” Soobin praises while Yeonjun calls you “such a good girl”.

You turn your head to see them, clenching around nothing and whining at the sight.

“Want you, more… pleaseee” reaching to them

“Fuck y/n stop squeezing so tight or I’ll cum” gyu gasps

“Really want it that bad huh pretty?” Yeonjun coos, coming forward and pushing the hair out of your eyes, hard dick right in front of your mouth. Licking out your tongue to taste him again. Whining when you can’t quite reach him. “Mmm please Jun”

“Anything you want sweetheart” he lowers to peck your lips before turning to Beomgyu “flip her ov-“

“No, her pussy is mine!” Soobin cuts him off

“Oh come on Soobin you can’t be serious, look at her”

“No she said it, she said she’s mine” gyu slows down, and pulls out, waiting out the argument

“What the fuck Soobin you can’t just claim her! this started because she wanted all of us, not just you! Plus you just heard her she asked for me!”

Just as Soobin is about to snap at Yeonjun you grab is wrist “please Binnie. Just this once. They started this together, let me finish it with them”

You beg him “then I’m all yours”

Looking deep into your eyes he can see the desire from your fucked out state, but he can also see you mean it.

He kneels down to kiss you softly, “okay” he whispers

Standing, He turns back to Yeonjun “you can’t cum in her, you understand?” Stating firmly

Smirking Yeonjun pats him in the shoulder “good boy, give her what she wants”

“Cum in her and you’re dead”

“Alright chill, I won’t “

“You better make this worth it hyung. Don’t disappoint her” Soobin smirks, returning to you to help get you situated. Sitting up, Yeonjun sits next to you “you sure about this? You want me, not Soobin?” Suddenly doubting himself

“Junnie, it’s been the 3 of us all along. I’m sure” you say before pushing him to him back and crawling up him.

“Coming gyu?” You ask over your shoulder

Beomgyu is behind you in a flash, not needing to be asked twice. Kissing his way up your spine to let you know he’s returned. Yeonjun attached to your chest nipping and kissing you all over.

Looking to Soobin you mouth ‘thank you’ to him, knowing he isn’t thrilled about this. After all you did just tell him your his. But it feels wrong to not finish things this way with Beomgyu and Yeonjun.

He nods, bringing his lips to yours, “anything for you y/n. Whatever you want” and you know there’s a tinge of hurt behind his words.

You pull him in again as he leaves your lips “I am yours Soobin, always have been” saying the last bit so quiet he barely hears you, staring deep into his eyes before your kiss him again.

Yeonjun and Beomgyu are oblivious to your quiet confessions, and Yeonjuns slender fingers make their way down to your swollen bud of nerves, running them through your folds before he gently circles your clit.

“You ready pretty?” He nibbles at your neck, rutting his dick against you.

You unlock your lips from Soobin’s, studying his face to make sure he’s okay.

Cupping your face in his large hands, rubbing his thumb across your cheek, Soobin gives you his knee weakening smile and nods.

“Shes ready”

You feel beomgyu rub his tip up and down, letting you know he’s first. Rubbing your cheek he slowly pushes into your rear. Groans rippling from deep in his chest at how good it feels. Grip tightening on your hips, he bottoms out reaching deep inside.

He feels you tighten around him as your back arches, head falling back to your shoulders. No sounds escaping your parted mouth, silently moaning.

“Fuckin’ hell y/n”

Yeonjun is lost staring up at you, at your neck particularly. How it’s so tight thrown back in pleasure. He feels you panting, your hips and stomach moving up and down against him. He needs you. Now.

looking to make sure you’re okay. He slowly lowers you onto him, feeling you clench and pause at the…discomfort? You wouldn’t call it painful, but it’s not particularly pleasant at first either. You have never felt so full in your life.

“Breathe bunny”

Soobin whispering softly in your ear centres you, releasing the air your didn’t know you were holding.

“You’re doing so good for them, yeah?” He says

Beomgyu adds “yes princess, such a good girl for us. Taking our cocks so well” lowering you further onto Yeonjun, moaning at the sudden feeling of your warm walls swallowing him further.

“Almost there sweetheart just a little more” Yeonjun breathes, tucking loose hair behind your ear so you will look at him. He wants to see your face as he bottoms out in you. The face you make being full of not only his, but Beyomgyus cock also.

He makes his final thrust up into you, moans and sinful noises ringing through the room from the three of you. Because not only were you completely full, cocks hitting you in just the right spots, but you can feel both of them rubbing against each other.

Both men overwhelmed by the sensation.

Soobin, unable to peel his eye away from the three of you, spiraling at how turned on this is making him. He thought he would want to kill his fellow members but, the sight and sounds of them fucking you were making him rock hard, aching to be in you. Unable to stop himself from firmly squeezing his cock and rubbing himself desperately up and down.

Hearing his breathy groans, you rip you sights from Yeonjun below you, to be met with the head of Soobins dripping head. Wanting to taste him again, you desperately whine.

“Fuck you’re such a good girl bunny. So fucking good”

“Such a good slut for us baby” Yeonjun coos before popping a nipple back into his mouth, teeth grazing your hardened bud, as Beomgyu tightens his grip on your ass. Their words and actions making you squeeze even tighter around their lengths.

Soobins glorious cock is making your crazy. All you wanted was to taste him. To feel him fill your remaining hole with his thick, leaking cock. Watching him jerk off to you getting absolutely ruined by his best friends was making you even hornier. Desperately leaning forward as far as you can, you extend your tongue to lick the precum beading off his flushed pink head. Stretching as far as you can, only to come short.

The needy whine you make makes him chuckle.

“You that needy bunny? Two cocks aren’t enough for you?” He teases spreading his glistening pre all over his tip

You can’t help it, your desperation taking over. Nodding and whining in a frenzy.

Soobin is just as desperate, but has to make sure your want him to.

Placing one knee next to Yeonjun’s head to come closer, the other bent next to your face, cock so so close to your mouth you reach for him. But he grips your chin and makes you look at him

“You sure Y/n? You sure that’s what you want?” Rubbing his thumb over your bottom lip.

“YES! Fuck Binnie give me your cock! Wanna choke on it” You all but scream. The three men moan at your plea

“Jesus Christ princess you’re incredible” gyu groans picking up the pace, meeting Yeonjun as they hit you deep inside you together. The thrusts push your forward, and Soobin wastes no time filling your open mouth with aching length. Moaning around him from his taste and the assault your insides are taking from Beomgyu and Yeonjun.

Each thrust pushes you in a different direction. Numbness filling your limbs as fatigue and pleasure wreck through your body. Your eyes roll back, your juices leaking out soaking their dicks. Drool dripping down your chin as Soobins cock fills your throat.

With the loss of control, Beomgyu grabs your wrists, pulling them behind your back. Keeping the perfect position to fuck into you.

Eyes blurry with tears from Soobin hitting the back of your throat, while being so close to cumming as Yeonjun sucks and nips at your tits, circling your clit as both his and Gyu’s tips hit your spots.

Soobin getting a full view of your fucked out face can’t help but be mean. Gripping your hair tight on top of your head he picks up his pace, nose hitting off his pelvis, gagging from how deep he is. When he stops he plugs your nose, cock still buried deep enough to stop your breathing. “Stupid little bunny had to be a greedy whore didnt she? One cock wasn’t enough? How do you like choking on my cock now? Is this what you wanted bunny?”

Your screams are muffled around him as your eyes pop open wide and nod feverishly. Getting light headed from lack of air.

“You look good like this, a choking, teary eyed mess”

“Nothing but a cock sleeve for us arent your princess?” Beomgyu adds, slapping across your ass.

“Perfect cock slut for us- fuckk- so good for us baby” Yeonjun taunts as he grips your throat pushing where he can see Soobin filling your throat watching his best friend fuck your beautiful face.

Starting to turn red, Soobin releases your nose and pulls back to let your breathe. But that only lasts a couple of seconds.

All three fuck you at their will. Forceful and so fucking good you’re already creaming around them.

“Aghhh fuck y/n” Yeonjun moans as you clamp around him. He leans up, sucking and nipping at your neck and chest leaving even more purple bruises behind. Whimpers and cries escaping from your full throat at how fucking amazing this feels. So overstimulated and full but so fucking good at the same time.

Soobin lifts your head by your hair to look at you. Eyes glassed over, pupils blown and unable to focus. Tears and drool rolling down your face “so fucking pretty like this baby, you’re a fucking goddess you know that? Our beautiful fucked out goddess” he praises you, moaning around his heavy cock in your tongue.

Thrusts no longer have rhythm, and are scattered signalling they are all close.

“Come Y/n. Come for us” Yeonjun demands. finally commanding what you’ve been wanting all along.

“Fuck yes baby please!” Soobin grunts picking up his pace again, roughly bringing himself to finish.

“Y/n god please” beomgyu whines, spanking you roughly and breaking the tightly wound band holding your orgasm back “COME” he yells at you.

You break in every which way. Fire running through your whole body as you scream out your bliss. Pulling off of Soobin and convulsiving around the other two as he watches you come undone, finishing himself off. Shooting his creamy white cum all over your face and dripping down your chest from beomgyu pulling you back further. The sight is godly and he could almost cum again just from watching his cum drip down your swollen breasts and torso.

Yeonjun, watching you get covered by Soobins cum and you milking his cock for all he’s worth, bring him to finish next. Thrusting up into you, iron grip on your waist, until the last possible second where he lifts you off, pumping his cum all over the outside of your cunt.

Beomgyu is using every bit of will power he has to last. He needs to make sure you finish, because he would hate himself if he ruined this orgasm for you. When the others finish he pulls you back against his chest, feeling you go limp as all your strength has been used up. His last couple of thrusts carry you through the surges of your orgasm, whrn he finally cums painting the walls of your pulsing opening white with his warm seed.

Completely numb and tingly, you feel yourself lose consciousness. Falling completely limp into Beomgyu. He holds you close, as the other two men get closer to make sure you’re okay.

“She’s completely spent” Gyu softly says, pushing the hair out of your face

“Can you blame her though? We’ve been pretty rough on her.. she’s like a sex goddess though that was insane” Yeonjun says, getting up to grab a cloth to clean you up

Soobin kisses you on the forehead, lovingly staring at you “yea, she is… guys I-“

“we know Soob. We know you’re in love with her” beomgyu cuts him off “you need to talk to her”

“Yeah Soobin, I’m pretty sure she feels the same for you” Yeonjun adds on

Beomgyu delicately places you in Soobins arms as Yeonjun cleans you gently

“We’ll go grab some food and stuff” beomgyu stands up looking for his clothes

Yeonjun looks over your face, and smiles softly “take care of her” he says looking to Soobin

“I will… I love her” he whispers the last part more so to himself as you curl into his chest and sigh in contentment.

Yeonjun smiles and ruffles his hair befor he grabs his clothes and joins Beomgyu to grab some recovery items for you.

Soooo what did you think? Did we like it? Do you think I should continue into part 6 with some Soobin x Y/N fluff, talking about how they feel about each other, some aftercare?

Let me know 🤭

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I just wanna thank everyone for the love on this series so far! This is the first thing I’ve ever put out there and almost all the parts (except 3 and 5) are at over 200 notes 🥹❤️

So thank you so much!

I think I’m going to keep going into part 6! It’ll be a bit softer but there will still be some spice 😉

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CHOISOME MASTERLIST

Index

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6 ???