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You love it when i grope you out in public don’t you, slut? Listen to those pretty whimpers that you make as everyone stares at you.
I hate Florida where are all the subby boys why are they hiding
need my moans and gasps to drip down her throat like venom
need her to defile me, ruin me, shatter me into nothing
all to taste the way my pretty little voice breaks
a masochist whose whimpers are so pretty they corrupt a tentative partner into an insatiable sadist
Little One (M)
Jung Hoseok Oneshot
•••> Author: @ilikemesometaetaes
•••> Summary: You find yourself in a position where you must choose between certainly addicting or below-average satisfaction for the rest of your life.
•••> Pairing(s): Hoseok/Reader
•••> Requested by Anon: “Hey I was wondering if you could possibly do a Hoseok smut oneshot and like hes a super dom? Love you 💜”
•••> Word Count: 6.41k
•••> Rating: 18+
•••> Tags: smut | ceo!au(?) | office!au | Hoseok!AU | Strangers to Lovers | Dominant!Hoseok | Submissive!Reader |
•••> Warnings: smut, slight impreg!kink, oral (female receiving), unprotected sex, mention(s) of masturbation, slight choking/strangulation, spanking, dirty talk, slight mention(s) of BDSM, dom/little one relationship, hobi is filthy, but he’s also respectful, cursing, pining, mild stalking?, alcohol use
Copyright © 2020 ilikemesometaetaes. All Rights Reserved.
Thank you for the request, anon! Sorry, it took me like a week to get it done, but here it is! I hope you enjoy :) I didn’t go back and edit it so please excuse any mistakes.
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The light from the chandeliers of the ballroom dimmed as the night came undeniably closer to its end.
The event was organized by your company- a Friday evening to relax and celebrate the closing of another fiscal year. The flurries of snow that dusted the sidewalks outside the venue served as a reminder that the year, in itself, was coming to an end too.
Smooth, Christmas-themed jazz music acted as a factor in your sleepy demeanor, relaxing you into a comfortable glow of warmth despite failing your mission.
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Aren’t I the perfect doll yet? 🖤🎀
If he’s not obsessed to the point where he jerks off to pictures of me and cums his load all over the screen like a debauched, pathetic creep, I don’t want him. <3
Yes, start taking the aches away,
Like the first drops of rain on a scorching summer earth
Tie her up, and lick her nice, make her moan and give her the much needed release.. after she cant take it no more..
Make her glow with bliss, that is your true reward, and hers as well.
Mmmmm hmmmm 🖤💋
Good.. very good..
Serves her right for being a tease..
Let her wait in anticipation..
Get a feather, tickle her inner thighs, brush her lips, and when she archs her back and raises her hips.. ..back off, and tell her.... "not so soon you dirty little teasing hoe" then to come back and repeat the feather touch, this time mix it with light slaps on her cute pussy..
Once she is nice and moist and says please release me, lick her sweetness, make her cum nice and release her from her mental agony and then the physical chain... ... Enjoy the glow on her face, look her in the eyes and ask her, "will you tease again"?
left to wait ~
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One does not have to be naked to arouse your partner in crime and friends with benefits..
A kinky mind and a T-ease is enough to give the currents...
What wonderful fantasy. Would love to recreate this and take it from there.
Yesss..
And have some no strings attached fun...
... as a dirty and sweet little secret
Does this remind you of the red room?
You Naughty little T-ease..
Help her get out of her clothes, stay in minimal clothes and relax with a good chat.. and more...
.. the Dom does not need too many layers of clothing on his Sub when they are chatting at the end of the day..
Pin her , Kiss her, Caress her, Feel her, while she feels her stress melting away..
Getting lost in her .....
Add to the list
- Lots of Teasing ( mental stimulation)
- Being Shameless about fantasies (mental stimulation)
- Communication, as it says the dirtier the better
- After care..
- Give more than you take, make your partner cum nice and feel light and happy..
Blessed is the man who has a woman that does this to him,
Using her tongue as his alarm clock..
Awesome..
"Words, words… It's in human nature – to talk less, hide the details. This is usually quite annoying, but now is rather confusing. "You're so beautiful…" – what could they think he mean in these words? It seems Valdemar haven't ever heard them this way before. Could a hanged man tell it to his gallows? Could he feel love to the rope, which ties around his neck? Could he whisper with his bloodless lips "thank you for all", while he take the last breath of air?
Valdemar could swear on their longstanding bonds with Devil: there was no man like him. It doesn't matter what faith any other person has. There's no martyr in history who is able to match such experience, no matter how strong religious exaltation they sensed in their agony.
Doctor №069 - Julian Devorak, isn't it? - the man was perfectly insane, but so much beauty was held in this insanity."
De profundis clamavi ad te domine,
Exaudi vocem meam,
Quia ventus est vita mea,
Nec aspiciat me visus hominis.
/art/text (except Psalm 129): Lunatic Sun/
"– People are obsessed with love, looking for it and not getting what they really need. Fragile, stupid creatures. You consider love as a magical tool that can change the world and then you go around in circles. But your eyes are clouded with illusions. You think: if this love didn’t give me what I need, it is not "real". You are fascinated by the myth of true love. You think it would last for the rest of your life, understanding and healing everything. But love is just a myth.
Ilya looked up, his lips trembling.
– What am I looking for? I don’t really know, Quaestor Valdemar. But I know that you are... incapable of love. I know this and I have come to you willingly.
Quaestor is answered:
– You came to the sacrificial fire. Frankly, I’m impressed by your deep, desperate masochism. It’s attractive – how can predator be attracted to the easy prey. You came to me because you can no longer look for something in people – something they want too and can’t give you. A kind of the truth. However, perhaps you intuitively tried to give it to them.
You understand what I am. You’re not making any illusions about my personality. You’ve seen what I can do. Others have deceived you. But you still hope. Dum spiro, spero is your unfailing credo.
Valdemar went quiet for a while and then added, looking into Julian’s eyes:
– And like all men, you still worship love as a god. Funny. But… Nec deus intersit."
Text: Lunatic Sun
Art:
Sketch: chilledoutbeast
Colouring: wasteofplace
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