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peach blossom hasn't even came out
yet my head has already made and sticked with the idea of dark cacao being a femboy magnet
day 8 ♡ jeongin
⇢ pairing: jeongin x fem!reader ⇢ word count: 944 ⇢ genre: smut, established relationship!au ⇢ kinks: rimming, degradation, recording ⇢ summary: your boyfriend loves filming you when you're being dirty ⇢ warnings: 18+, minors dni!; recording sexual acts, degradation, rimming (m. receiving), use of ‘slut’, ‘whore’, facial ⇢ day 7 ♡ day 9 ⇢ masterlist ♡ kinktober masterpost ♡ updates ♡ read on AO3 ⇢ reblogs and feedback are always motivating and appreciated! ♡
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Jeongin pushes your head further down between his legs with a cocky snicker, his fingers grabbing your skull. His touch is anything but gentle right now, but you like it that way when you're between his legs like this. “Let me see that tongue,” he tells you and grabs your hair, using his grip on you to pull your head backward.
You stick your tongue out and look at the phone he's holding in his hand. That's what your boyfriend wants here, after all—for you to be good and show him what a slut you are just for him.
His legs are spread wide, bent at the knees, feet digging into the sofa. Your knees hurt at this point because they've been on the floor for a while now, but that's the last thing on your mind when Jeongin leans in and spits on your tongue, making you groan and swallow it. “Good,” he hums, spitting on your tongue again, “now use it for something good.”
You lean forward and press your flattened tongue against the rim of his ass. The way he moans is reward enough, you don't need anything else, yet Jeongin tells you you're doing a good job. That makes you lick faster, with more vigor, has you dying to pleasure him.
“My dirty little slut—” Your boyfriend giggles so sweetly you'd think he was doing anything but getting his ass eaten while filming it. “One compliment, and you get all nasty with it.”
You hum and spit on his hole just to dig in and spread the spit around with your tongue, humming and licking happily, aware that the saliva is getting all over your chin. Jeongin chuckles. “Wonder what people would think if they saw this video of you acting like a whore and eating my ass like you love it...”
Your pussy clenches at the thought of anyone other than you two witnessing this moment. You trust Jeongin completely, so you know it will stay between you. Yet, the threats make you drool, make your panties get even wetter, make you want to fuck him right away. “I do love it.”
“Yeah?” He snickers again, flashing his perfect teeth, his eyes practically disappearing as he laughs. Then he grabs you by the hair and tilts your head up so you have to look into the phone. “Say it for the camera, baby. Let me hear it loud and clear.”
“I love it.”
“Love what?” he asks, and you know he's not going to give up on this, so you do.
“Love being dirty for you,” you hiss the words, staring at the camera defiantly. “I love eating your ass.”
Jeongin seems happy for a while, content with how easily you've given him what he wants, so he smiles warmly. Then, a cocky smirk plays across his handsome face, and you know he already has a new plan. “Why don't you dig in then? Show me how fucking nasty you are.”
With that, he pushes you against his hole again, making you get your whole face in there. You love it—your pussy throbs at the way your boyfriend is treating you and degrading you. There might be something wrong with you because being talked to that way is something you hate outside of the bedroom. You hate people talking down at you or insulting you. But, when you're in the privacy of your own home with someone you love and trust as much as Jeongin, you crave it.
Your hands grab and push his thighs up so you can reach all of him, his strong hand keeping your mouth pressed between his legs. You know spit is smeared all over your face at this point, you can feel it whenever Jeongin pushes your head from side to side, making your rub your tongue against his hole but you don't give a fuck. “Nasty slut—” He giggles and grips your hair tighter. “Bet you're so fucking wet right now…”
You nod against him, panting, trying to catch your breath so he lets go of your hair and starts tugging his cock lazily. “Huh?”
“I'm so wet you could fuck me right now,” you inform him, and that makes your boyfriend hum happily. “I love being your nasty slut and putting my mouth wherever you want me to.”
“Fuck, babe, you're killing me,” he grunts quickly and starts jerking his cock off faster, and you know he's close. So you dig in again, press your mouth against his ass, and shove your tongue into it.
You don't close your eyes just so you can stare at his face when he comes for you. The sight is as perfect as it always is—Jeongin’s cheeks are flushed, eyes practically closed, mouth open as he grunts and hisses. His stomach is clenching and releasing, and then, he shouts, “Come here!”
You look up just in time for him to shower your face with warm, sticky cum that immediately starts dripping down. You try to keep your eyes open, but one streak lands right over your eye, so you have to close it. “Shit, babe, open up!”
You feel the tip of his cock, still leaking precum, rubbing against your lips, so you open wide and let him get those last drops out in your mouth while moaning your name loudly, completely out of character. The phone is still in his hand, but you doubt he's even filming anymore.
“Fuck, that was wild!” Jeongin giggles and pulls out, bending over to kiss you on the lips. “You did great, baby. Come, let me clean you up before I fuck you. No camera for that, right?”
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Now this just isn't fair,, there has to be more
...MORE OF THE PEG !!
please im pegging begging
day 10 ♡ chan
⇢ pairing: chan x fem!reader ⇢ word count: 805 ⇢ genre: smut, established relationship!au ⇢ kinks: pegging, double-ended dildo ⇢ summary: chan tests his limits with you ⇢ warnings: 18+, minors dni!; use of a double-ended dildo, anal penetration, mentions of rimming and anal fingering ⇢ day 9 ♡ day 11 ⇢ masterlist ♡ kinktober masterpost ♡ updates ♡ read on AO3 ⇢ reblogs and feedback are always motivating and appreciated! ♡
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Something this non-masculine shouldn’t feel so good, that’s what Chan thinks. Why would it feel this good? Getting penetrated is the furthest thing from masculine he can imagine, yet here he is, craving it, enjoying it, never wanting you to stop.
It’s your fault, it’s all your fault. Before you, Chan enjoyed being the one in control, the one who was in charge even if was just lying there and letting someone else do all the work. It was the way things were supposed to work—he was there to fuck the other person, not the other way around.
And then, you two met, and you showed him giving up some control can be good. He can try out new things too, instead of always being the one to teach his partners something. Through this learning process, Chan figured out that having someone play with your ass actually feels good, no matter how much he thought he’d hate it.
He could play with yours all day, but the thought of you touching him there made him feel too… vulnerable. Too open. It was just more intimate than what Chan was ready for back then.
With time, though, he let you try what you wanted to try with him, trusted you enough not to make you stop when you rimmed him, when you used your tongue to make him feel things he’s never felt before, made him come so hard he almost passed out.
Then, Chan let you finger him. The feeling was completely different from your tongue, but because you took your sweet time with him and ensured he was ready for it, he enjoyed it. In fact, he wanted more of it as soon as it was done, thought about your finger in him when he would jerk off.
Later, he let you try out a toy on him while you blew him. Nowadays, he expects at least a thumb pressed against his ass while you suck him off—some kind of contact has to happen. You’ve conditioned him to enjoy it, and that’s what’s funny about it. Something he was repulsed by has now become a regular thing in his life and he enjoys every second of it.
So, Chan is not surprised at all that he’s enjoying your latest stunt—a double-ended dildo, one end of which is inside your pussy, the other in his ass. You two have been in this position before without the toy separating you, only that time, his dick was in you and he was the one pushing his hips into you, enjoying the way his cock just sank into your hole with ease. Now you’re sitting with your legs intertwined, crotches inches away from each other, the pretty thick dildo connecting your bodies.
“Why is this so fucking hot?” he grunts the question at you, unhappy with the fact that he loves seeing the same toy enter you and him at the same time, not to mention how perfectly it fills him up. You get the thicker part of the dildo, as agreed, so Chan can only imagine how good it feels in your pussy, especially after he’s made you come with his mouth, got you all hot and bothered, wet and messy, ready for the toy.
You did the same to him, so the smaller part of the toy that’s inside of him feels like heaven, rubs his prostate just right, makes his cock leak precum against his toned stomach. You’re both grunting and using the toy to get off, and something about it feels so dirty and wrong that it just turns Chan on even more. You should do this more often.
“It’s like we’re fucking each other,” you hiss back, grinning before you look down again, “but in a way we just can’t. You can’t fuck me while I fuck you… That’s why this is amazing.”
“Makes sense. Wish it didn’t.”
His admission makes you chuckle and lean in to kiss him. You’re the one who’s moving more, who’s trying to fuck the toy. Whenever you let it sink into you, you push it into Chan a bit further, but it’s nowhere close to the feeling of you fucking him with a toy. Still, the sight makes up for it—he loves seeing you with anything stuck inside of you, filling your pretty pussy up, making you groan and arch your back. “You’re just bitter that you like it.”
“So what if I am?”
You giggle and continue to move the same way you do when you’re fucking yourself against his cock, which is now rock hard and resting on his lower stomach, dying for your attention. But, Chan knows he’ll come fast if he touches himself. “Not manly enough for you?” you tease, squeezing the toy and smacking your hips against it so it enters him faster, deeper. “Don’t feel like a man with a dildo in your little ass?”
“Shut up,” Chan tells you in between moans, making it very clear he doesn’t mean it. He wouldn’t be here sweating and leaking precum if he wasn’t enjoying every second of it. “I can still fuck you into tomorrow.”
“Baby,” you coo, giggling, “I know you can. You can also take it in the ass. What’s so wrong with that?”
Chan sighs and looks down, pretending he didn’t hear you. He can’t answer that question because he doesn’t know.
“I think it’s really hot,” you go on, groaning when the toy enters you fully. “You’re so big and manly and attractive… But you like your ass played with. Those two shouldn’t work well together, but they do, and I love it so much—”
“I know you do,” he agrees with a hum, happy to know you’re having fun. “You just want to prove that you’re right about ass stuff.”
“No, I want you to have the best orgasms with me…” you admit, smiling at him sweetly as if you’re not impaling yourself on a toy to get off, for his eyes only. Everything about you is perfect, including the fact that you can always tell when something is on his mind. “And don’t you?”
“I do,” Chan nods enthusiastically, “every time.”
“Then? Just enjoy it. No one knows but us,” you reassure him, which is exactly what he needs to relax his walls and let the toy enter him a bit further.
“It shouldn’t feel this fucking good… I wish I could fuck you at the same time.”
“We can help each other,” you say with a cocked up eyebrow, head tilted to the side. You seem playful, so he knows you’re up to something. “Just push yourself against it, let it enter you… Please.”
Chan hates doing this—he feels slutty for bucking his hips into a toy, enjoying the way it rams into his ass and rubs his prostate, hating the way his cock twitches at it, but he does it for you. The next second, you do the same thing, which causes the toy to push towards him. The next time he bucks his hips, there’s more friction since you’ve just pushed the toy.
So, that’s what you two do, just fuck the toy at the same time, swirling your hips, naked and panting, too turned on to care about keeping it down. It goes on for a long time, so long Chan is afraid he’ll lose his voice from moaning. He’s the first one to come, cum spraying out of his cock and landing everywhere on you and him, but neither one of you stops fucking the toy. Only after he blows does he start moving his hips so fast you practically scream for him and spread your legs wide, letting him use the toy to fuck your orgasm out of you. He hates that it all feels so good.
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Very hot. 10/10 would read again. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
day 20 ♡ minho
⇢ pairing: minho x fem!reader ⇢ word count: 2k ⇢ genre: smut, established relationship!au ⇢ kinks: thigh riding ⇢ summary: minho promises not to touch you for 24 hours so you take matters into your own hands ⇢ warnings: 18+, minors dni!; thigh riding, finger sucking, nipple stimulation, use of ‘slut’ ⇢ day 19 ♡ day 21 ⇢ masterlist ♡ kinktober masterpost ♡ updates ♡ read on AO3 ⇢ reblogs and feedback are always motivating and appreciated! ♡
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“You're acting like a brat,” Minho mutters at you, not even sneaking a glance your way. His composure annoys you. Usually, your boyfriend can't get his hands off of you, but he's upset today and your methods just aren't working. You're not used to this.
Minho called you a brat because you sat on his thighs wearing nothing but a t-shirt and skimpy underwear, so you're sure he can feel how wet you are. That is the whole point of the little thing you’re doing. “I just want you,” you say and pout, hoping that will work. Minho can never say no to you. “Why is that a problem?”
You know why, though. You've been acting weird lately—work and friends have been getting on your nerves, PMS and bad weather completely messed with your mood. So, when your boyfriend initiated sex last night after he came home from work and found you cuddled up in bed, you told him you feel like he just wants sex from you. You should have never said it because it's not true at all—you just wanted to be held, but he couldn't have read your mind.
Minho apologized, assured you that your suspicion wasn't true, and went to bed without touching you. He's avoided touching you all day, even if he did kiss and hug you just like he usually would. However, you noticed that he didn't reach for your ass or tits the entire day, not even a gentle smack as you walked past him, not even a squeeze. It was like he was trying to prove to you that he can live without being sexual with you. Sadly, you’ve realized you can’t.
“Wouldn't want our relationship to be just sex,” he mutters and continues reading the book. He's been on the same page for the last ten minutes, but you're not going to point that out because it will annoy Minho even more.
It's hard to concentrate when you're wearing next to nothing and straddling his thigh, you’re aware. “Oh, it's more than that,” you say with a smile. “But, right now, I want it to be just that.”
“Babe, I'm not fucking you. You said I can't go 24 hours without being in you, so there's another—” he makes a point out of glancing at his watch, “seven hours until my point is proven.”
You scoff and grind your crotch against his firm thigh. Thank fuck he decided to wear shorts today, shorts that rise up his thighs when he shifts in his seat on the couch, shorts that allow your pussy to rub against his skin. You have underwear on, but it's wet already, and you're sure your boyfriend can feel that. In fact, you’re pretty sure Minho feels every inch of your wet pussy. “You're really going to wait for another seven hours just to prove a point?”
“Absolutely.” He looks up from the book and raises an eyebrow. “Do you think you acting like a brat will get me to change my mind?”
“But I want you to fuck me,” you whine, but it only makes him chuckle and pat your cheek. It’s annoying how determined he is when you know he’s just as horny as you. He has to be—he didn’t get any yesterday, either.
“Cute,” Minho mumbles and starts pretending he's reading that book again even though you're sure he's focusing on the feeling of your wet crotch on him.
“Can I get off like this?” you ask innocently. Nowhere in his little monologue did he mention you not touching him, so you think your little plan might work after all.
Minho shrugs as if he doesn’t give a damn about it, even though you’re positive he’s burning up from the inside. “Go for it.”
He's not expecting you to go through with it, you’re sure. Your boyfriend probably thinks you'll grind a time or two and then beg him to fuck you. But, you've always wanted to try this anyway. The only time you've come close to his thigh is when he'd push it between your legs when making out. Minho never got you off using his thigh. So, why not try?
You grab his shoulders and grind your hips, making sure you find a good angle, that your clit rubs against his firm muscle, that you manage to feel some sort of friction all over your crotch. It takes you more than a couple of times to get the angle right, to figure out which movements work best. By the time you do, Minho is already looking up at you, the book still in his hand, eyes squinted. “Really?”
“What?” you ask, continuing to move like you would if you were on top of him and just teasingly rolling your hips in circles. You know Minho loves it when you ride him, when he can just sit or lie there and watch you move up and down his cock, watch your body writhe and move faster the closer you get to an orgasm. So, he has to be enjoying this. “You told me I can go for it.”
“You're dripping all over my thigh,” Minho notes, tonguing his cheek. It should have sounded like a reprimand, but his tone tells you he loves it.
“I thought you like that,” you chuckle, tilting your head to the side. “Thought you like knowing how turned on you get me. And you're just sitting there doing nothing, baby.”
Minho scoffs, but he can't hide his smile, so he pretends he's reading the book. “You're really something.”
“So are you,” you coo, starting to moan here and there. “Even your thigh can get me off.”
“Can it?”
“It will take a while, but it can… You could get me off faster, though.”
Minho's jaw clenches and he looks at the book again. He knows very well he could get you off in a matter of minutes, but he will not put any part of his body inside of yours—he can't. He promised himself he wouldn't do that just to show you that you're more than just sex to him. “I know how good you are with those fingers.”
He scoffs nd looks away, so you take things further by reaching for his hand. When he lets you do with it as you please, you take two of his fingers into your mouth and suck on them while humming, acting like it’s his dick in your hand and not just the two fingers.
“Really?” your boyfriend mutters, shaking his head, but his eyes are fixated on your mouth and the way you suck. You’re sure he’s imagining your lips wrapped around his cock right about now.
You pull the fingers out of your mouth with a loud pop and notice how a string of saliva is connecting them to your lips. Good. Minho likes it messy. “What? I know you like it.” Your hand travels down his firm chest, but not before squeezing his pecs, and ends up hovering above his erection. You’re more than happy to see him fully hard, straining against the shorts. “See?”
You grab it and squeeze tight, getting him to groan. “You like it too. Wish you'd let me sit on your face.”
Minho tongues his cheek and looks to the side. He loves having you on his face, mostly because it's not a common occurrence. You prefer to be on your back when he does it, but since he's a big fan of you sitting on him, you give it a try here and there. The fact that you’re talking about that right now just shows him how determined you are to get him to break. “You're insufferable… “
“And here you are, leaking in your underwear because of me,” you tease right back, cocking an eyebrow up.
Minho laughs and finally throws the book to the side. “That’s because someone's leaving a wet trail on my thigh. That horny, huh? Guess you wouldn't be if you just let me fuck you last night.”
You nod at that, realizing he’s absolutely right. You wouldn’t be acting like a total brat now and begging him to fuck you if you had only reacted better last night. He’s right, so you continue bucking your hips into his thigh and apologize. “I'm sorry—”
“Don't apologize for not being in the mood,” Minho cuts you off and grabs your hips, making you stop. He never wants you to feel like sex is an obligation or something you’re doing for him. Both of you have to be in the mood an enjoy it for it to be a good experience that makes your relationship better. “Apologize for hurting my feelings.”
“I am sorry for that. I was just emotional all day and said the dumbest thing I could.” While you're apologizing from the bottom of your heart, you continue grinding against him, your pussy getting just enough friction for you to be unable to even pause. “I know you love me as much as I love you.”
“Hm, good,” he hums happily. “We’re getting somewhere.”
“Does this mean you'll get me off? I know you're perfect with your mouth too,” you lean in and kiss him, just press your lips against his, breathe him in. Then, you deepen the kiss and continue grinding, his hands on your hips now helping you move instead of keeping you in place. “The best.”
Minho chuckles into the kiss and pulls away just to give you a cocky grin. “Tonight at 10, yeah.”
“Baby…” you whine, in awe that he’s still keen on proving you wrong even though you’ve admitted you’re wrong and apologized for it.
“Nu-uh…” Minho tsks at you before licking his lips and looking down at your crotch. “Get off like this. Now I want to see it.”
“Horny little pervert,” you mutter but reach for the hem of your shirt and pull it over your head, revealing your naked chest. As always, the sight of you shirtless makes him hum.
“Says the person going crazy on my thigh,” Minho mutters, eyes still locked on your tits.
“Well, since I can't use your dick today…” Minho laughs at that and continues staring as you play with your tits. So, you whine again, “Touch.”
“Nope,” he shakes his head, “seven more hours.”
“Okay.” Since your plan clearly isn’t going to work, you decide to one up yourself. You bring your fingers up to his lips and make him suck on them. Minho lets them slide easily, lets you run them over his tongue, and pull them out. Then, you exchange glances and you bring the wet fingers down to play with your nipple and moan loudly. “I'll do it myself. Enjoy the show.”
Minho stares at you, fingers digging into your hips as he helps you move faster and cause more and more friction. “Where was this slut in you hiding last night?” he coos. “I would have given it to you so good.”
“Fuck!” you hiss, clenching around nothing, starting to buck your hips into him so hard you think it will hurt later. Whenever Minho gets in the mood, his mouth gets dirty, and you love that. “You can still give it to me.”
“Later.”
You whine at that, kicking your head back and groaning, your hips still desperately moving back and forth, pussy dragging across his firm muscle.
“You can do it, just keep moving,” Minho encourages you, clearly wanting you to come even if he doesn’t touch you. “Feels good? Gets you wet, I can feel it…”
Minho squeezes his muscles, which completely changes the feeling. It’s so much harder now, the friction a lot more satisfying. “Better?”
“Oh God… yes!”
For a while, you ride his thigh as you two stare at each other hungrily. His cock twitches in his shorts when you start moaning louder, when you frown and whine, when you scream his name as you come. He laughs at that, patting your cheeks and pulling you in for a kiss. “I'm fucking you so hard at 10 pm sharp, you won't be able to walk tomorrow.”
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fuck romeo and juliet i want what these bitches have-
RRRRAAAAAH SCRUMPTIOUS, I NEED MONEY RN (that second one is really calling me)
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