Honestly Need This Man To Rearrange My Guts Six Hundred Million Thousand Eighteen Bajilion Times - Tumblr Posts

GETTING DIZZYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

Seungcheol is the embodiment of that “when I tell you to sit on my face don’t just hover, f’ing sit on it” quote you can’t convince me otherwise ☺️

TW: oral sex (f. receiving), face sitting, pussy drunk! Cheol, dirty talk, use of pet names. 18+ only (MDNI).

Note: Anon, what have u done.

Tagging @multi-kpop-fanfics because i definitely was not plotting (luv u 😘)

“Princess, sit down.”

“I am!” You argue back, looking down at the face sandwiched in between your legs. Seungcheol’s blonde locks were sticking out in awkward places, his lips puffy from all the making out and pupils blown out it was almost all black.

“No, you’re not. You’re hovering!” He stated matter of factly. His large hands came to wrap around your things before pulling you down closer to his mouth but you resisted, anchoring yourself on the headboard.

Cheol’s never asked you to do this and when he mentioned it in the heat of the moment, you breathlessly said yes, but now that you’re actually here, you’re almost sure you’re going to suffocate him.

“Fuck,” you sucked in a deep breath when his wet tongue licked a bold stripe from your hole to your clit, making the filthiest slurping sound known to mankind.

“Feel good, baby?” You nodded with eyes shut, “it’ll feel even better if you just. sit. down. properly,” your boyfriend fought, annoyance in his tone.

“Cheol!” You shrieked when you felt your pussy envelope his mouth fully, lifting yourself up in haste but to no avail, “what if I suffocate you and you die?!”

A drunken smile graced your boyfriend’s features, “then that’s the best way to go.”

“Choi Seungcheol! I am serious! I don’t want to kill you!”

“And I’m fucking serious too! You won’t kill me, trust me okay?” There was a momentary look of softness and assurance on his face, letting you know he knew what he was doing and he wouldn’t let anything bad happen. But that look quickly morphed back to a scheming one, complete with an eyebrow raised at you. “Now, sit the fuck down, or I will tie your hands behind your back.”

EXACTLY. I NEED HIM SO BAD.

quoting @map0fthes0ul7 because this is immediately what I thought of when I saw these photos.

"Till he creates a dent in my uterus, till my lips deform (both), till my cervix is the shape of his tip, till the bed breaks and we continue on the floor and the floor breaks and we continue on the ground and the ground breaks amd we continue until we reach the bedrock, till his body accidentally uses his cursed technique from the blood I'd shed, till my body learns his cursed technique, till his vocabulary is only my name, till every bone in my body breaks, till all the pumped up 1000 years worth of cum is inside me and i look like crossoint filled with mayonnaise, till the epidermis of my skin tears, till the whole neighbourhood knows what our names are, till the entire neighbourhood smells like an aquarium and looks like s shore with only sea foam, till the neighbours call the police, till the police cuffs our hands and puts us in separate cells, till the inmates complain about us touching ourselves amd moaning eachothers names across the jail, till we sent into an asylum."