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pussy drunk minho

he'll never admit how dumb he gets for your pussy~

-contains mature themes

"kitten, im not that obsessed with your pussy" minho scoffed out. you clicked your tongue.

now that was a lie.

"i doubt you could last an entire week without it" you argued back. he smirked.

"game on." now it was your turn to make a face.

"so if i win, you'll wear the collar?" his expression dropping. you could see the wheels in his head turning. wondering if he could really beat you against this game.

"that is...that is if you win. which you won't im sure of it but alright" you couldn't help but smile.

"deal"

"seriously though i can live without eating you out..." you laughed right in his face. to which he rolled his eyes.

the whole argument starting when you asked if you could dom him. his immediate response being a firm no. you couldn't help but whine, even begging for it.

if he could dom you. you could dom him.

his response being "i'd rather be the one in control. i feel uneasy submitting."

so you decided to pry more into it. you wanted to know more. to truly understand him.

"because i feel like my mind will go all fuzzy and i'll look like an idiot" that was exactly why you wanted to take charge. if not for sometime. you were happy even if it was a one time thing.

minho was cute eitherway and he'd be even more cuter on his knees.

and then what really did it for you was when he said he wasn't that obsessed with eating you out.

a lie honestly.

his morning routine consisting of waking you up with his face between your legs. breathless and absolutely horny. grinding against the mattress.

it didn't matter if he had to go out. that always came first. and he was one to give amazing head. always having that confident smirk after making you cum.

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.

the day one was fine.

he seemed normal. doing his daily tasks. going to the company. coming back all sweaty and laying on your chest. you couldn't help how sweet he was.

day three was when you noticed him staring.

you hadn't even realised the t shirt you were wearing had ridden up. enough to have your panties exposed. he was talking to you about the dance formations when all of a sudden you noticed the way his eyes kept lingering downwards.

so playfully you spread your legs open and closed them. you weren't being obvious. him on the other hand was captivated.

eyes locked onto your covered heat.

"minho." you called out. he looked back at your face so fast you wanted to laugh.

"hm?" he hummed out, casually walking out of the room, mumbling that he was going to shower.

when he did go for a bath, you pressed your ear against the door. a heat pooling in your lower abdomen at the sound of him jacking off.

"pfft and he says he can do without it" you muttered under your breath.

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"you want my cunt so bad, don't you baby" you teased. loving the way he hid his face in the pillows beside you. it looked like he was throwing a tantrum.

"come onnn just put the collar on and then you can taste me-" you suggested, rubbing his back.

"no no no no no-" he chanted cutting you off mid sentence, voice muffled.

stubborn as hell. there was no possible way he would do it.

.

.

"was it that difficult, huh?" minho stared up at you with crazy eyes.

first of all, to get him on his knees was a hassle. and now he glared at you playfully. you let out a small laugh. he really looked like an angry kitten. the clip on cat ears and black collar around his neck made him look so soft.

"are you gonna be a goo-"

"just let me eat y-" you clicked your tongue. now he was really pissing you off. a bratty smile on his face. you just wanted to slap him.

"yes yes. now can i-"

"thats it. im done" you stood up, ready to leave. until you were pulled back. minho gripping your thighs. a look of guilt on his face.

"i'm sorry. i'll be good" he mumbled, a small pout emerging.

"promise?"

"hmmmm"

you sighed. you didn't trust him yet. so you took the leash out. his mouth opening and closing when you hooked it onto the collar. his eyes locked onto were you clutched the leash.

"wh-"

his original question turning into a breathy moan. his face plummeting between your legs.

inhaling your soaked panties for a good few seconds. before he lifted his head back up.

using his teeth to take off your panties. you could see the way his breath hitched upon seeing your cunt. it had been so long since. he saw your pussy. after days. up close. leaning in.

a firm tug to the collar. a small grunt leaving him.

"you think you can just get right into it?" you raised an eyebrow, looking down at him. he seemed to understand. his pride wouldn't let him. but reluctantly he asked.

"may i...please?"

you nodded. satisfied.

.

you gasped. fuck you hadn't even realised how much you missed his mouth on you. his tongue licking into your cunt.

nose deliciously rubbing against your clit. face practically buried there. you were worried he wouldn't be able to breathe.

so you held onto his collar, pulling him back.

"m-mmmh... i-ive been so good" he whined, breathing heavily. your essence and his spit staining his chin and nose.

you noticed he was hard. precum soaking into his sweatpants.

"don't think i didn't notice you humping my foot" you choked out.

pussy throbbing at the loss of contact. you needed his mouth back on you.

"couldn't h-help it, sorry" he apologised, keeping his head down. as if he didn't deserve it. you ran your hands through his hair, tucking a few strands behind his ear.

"its okay, kitten. use my leg, hm?" you reassured, closing your legs around his head.

"aahmmhh f-fuck" minho cried out. enveloped by your thighs. nevertheless taking the opportunity to slurp at your dripping cunt. lewd noises echoing throughout the room.

his hips slowly moving. beginning to grind against your foot. you unconciously pressed down on his cock.

a muffled whimper escaping him.

"you're such a slut, a-aren't you" you hissed out. his lips wrapped around your swollen clit. as he sucked. pushing his nose against your cunt. trying to take more than he could possibly handle.

"say it, baby. you're a slut.." he gasped, glassy eyes looking up at you. sweat dripping down his neck.

lips swollen and red.

"s-slut for...for your p-pussy" he repeated. begging to make you cum.

"dumb f-for your cunt only ahhh"

"please p-please c-cum m-mommy" your breath hitching at the name. you let him get back. cock begging for release.

"gonna cum?" you whimpered out, nearly your climax. his head shaking as he humped your leg desperately.

"c-come on kitty, make me cum"

you moaned loudly, his wet muscle shoved so deep inside of you. his own high pitched moan joining you. both of you cumming at the same time.

a wet patch on his pants. his hips still bucking as he let his tongue hang out. riding his climax out.

nevertheless he cleaned you up. licking and running his tongue through your folds. making sure to not waste a single drop of your tasty essence.

small little whines leaving him at your taste.

"my perfect kitty" you praised him. minho panting as he looked at you. pouting. asking for a kiss. his head resting against your thigh.

"good k-kitty?"

"did so good for me"

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"yeah okay okay...im a hundred percent drunk on your damn pussy"

"AHAH SO I WON-"

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tw: drabble, smut no fluff, pegging, very rough and mean femdom, sub!seonghwa, degradation no praise, heavy overstimulation, crying, begging, quite scary

w/c: 0.9k

a/n: its 4am and well shit

"youre a little slut, aren't you?" you murmur to him as he slowly adjusts to the dildo you halfway inserted into him. he is on his back facing you, his knees pressed onto his chest, taking all the harsh treatment. your delicate fingers caress his soft cheek, wiping his tears. he moans pathetically, "please, please."

"please what, doll?" you say, gently sliding your fingers down his flawless skin. "please..." his weak voice shakes as well as his entire body, aligning with the cruel vibrations. "please, let me cum," he cries. he knows that if he came without your permission, you would give him no mercy.

"not yet," you chuckle, watching how defeated he shows to be. you love how weak he is. you love the way his own cock is coated with your own arousal from previously. you love the way you came four times tonight, while he has not at all.

"you're so small," you say, beginning to insert one finger beside your dildo to stretch him. you heard his breath fall short, growing silent at the sudden unforgiving feeling, and you smile. you insert two, and he grows stiff, tears now flowing out of his eyes. you insert three, and he bites his tongue, unable to take anymore. you attempt to insert a fouth one in, but he is too small for that.

once youre done pottering, you take away your hand to grab his tiny waist. you begin to move in circles. every bit of pleasure seonghwa ever feels never goes unseen; it shows in his expressions vastly. he moans with his lips closed, as though trying to stay silent to no use. it's embarrassing for how sensitive he is. you begin to notice certain angles which trigger him most, focusing on them. you pause, and start to slowly penetrate deeper towards the most influencial spot.

"please theretheretheretherethere," he muffles. his eyes widen when you begin to fully insert the rest of the dick inside of him, and he whines so loudly as he expected lesser of its size. he couldn't adjust in time.

with no regard for his comfort, you pull out and slam into the very sweet spot.

he screams, his cum poured everywhere. he attempted to hold it in, but he couldn't. it felt so good. he releases a cascade of beautiful wails before he begins to sob. the damage is done.

"i- im sorry," he mumbles. "please."

you dismissed his response immediately, pulling out slowly and thrusting into him again towards the very same spot. he screams so much louder, now trembling from the sensation.

"you're so fucking loud. you're a spoiled little whore, you hear me?" you say, and his only response was a silent wince. you vigorously slap his round ass. he moans, crying more.

"a spoiled," "fucking," "whore."

you punctuated each of your final words with a sharp thrust forward, seonghwa releasing loud yells at each one. you genuinely doubt if the entire neighborhood didn't hear him.

"ahh... please- please.. please go easy.. please," he mutters.

"oh, you can take it," you reply, and he moans to another thrust. "a shit like you could take it."

he clenches.

you then start to fuck him, finally. you pushed towards all his sensitive areas, abusing them.

the speed was moderate, yet to seonghwa, he is barely handling it right now. his couldnt help rolling his eyes back as he lets out the most broken cries, but he refuses to admit that it feels so good.

having applied too much mascara, he's a sobbing mess, begging and crying for you. yearning for your utmost love.

your thrusts gradually become strong, as though you're aiming to go the deepest possible. at this extent, youre abusing the spot against his prostate, ruining his inside, beating him as hard as you could. seonghwa's eyes are shut as he's wailing louder now, his moans deep every thrust and conveying his sufferage. his tears coat his cheeks. he sounds exhausted, yet overwhelmed.

until you strike a specific part with that strength, his eyes widen and his entire body electricutes. he releases a second time, and all the fluids spill everywhere. a chain of the loudest squirms fill the room.

his back arches against the sheets.

he cries out louder and higher in pitch. his narrow, red tongue slightly sticks outwards, following the leaking saliva and other fluids. his trembling begins to worsen, his body tense and struggling to get away from you.

"wait- ahh~~ too-.. too much-"

the mixture of sweat and tears running down his face and the sound of his moans grants you a sense of satisfaction. you feel like you have complete control over him as he lies below you, crying and begging you to stop. he is powerless and helpless, fully under your control. you know he likes this.

the tight grazing ropes binding his wrists shuffle above him, restricting him from his will to get away. as he begs for mercy, you begin to grant the opposite.

you thrust at a faster, animalistic pace. you watch his eyes roll backwards from the overwhelming sensation, tensing himself, holding in his voice to process the feeling. however, it leads to no avail; his silence was only temporary when he begins to squirm louder than before, high sounds he never thought he could make. he clenches on the artificial dick as though he is trying to milk you. you care to no extent, fucking all sorts of fluids into his tight little hole.