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HELLLLLOOOOO????

late night calls

threesome with no plot. pt 1? depends.

MNDI.

dom!keeho, switch!intak, sub!reader, fingering, three way kiss (think of zendaya on the edge of that bed with those two guys… yeah… mhm 🙂‍↕️), lots of hands all over y/n body, not proof read

it was late at night,

little noises echo in keeho’s apartment. a small detour to the bedroom, the culprits of the noise are spotted. you sat on the edge of the bed, right between keeho and intak. keehos tongue traced your neck as you made out with intak, his hand resting on your inner thigh, massaging deep circles into it. a moan escaped into intak’s mouth as keeho let his own hand tease your sopping core, fluids seeping through the lace fabric that was preventing keeho’s fingers from already pooling into your wet cunt.

“tak, she’s already so wet. she’s dripping.” keeho said in amazement as he continued to tease you through your panties, circling his thumb over your sensitive bud before pulling your panties to the side, cocking his head towards intak, “look at her.” he said softly and intak quickly pulled away from the kiss, a string of drool following his bottom lip as he looked down at what keeho had displayed, your pretty, wet, puffy pussy.

intak licked his lips and let himself run his fingers between your folds, making your legs quiver and wrap around his wrist, “shit, wait oh god..” you moaned out, stopping his hand from moving. intak hissed under his breath as he felt how you were throbbing from keeho’s teasing alone. keeho gave you a small tsk and slapped your hand away, “is that how we treat our guests, babe? i don’t think so. go ahead, tak. feel her.” keeho bit his bottom lip as he watched intak’s fingers slowly disappear into your heat, his own hand palming himself through his sweatpants, “fuck, it’s like she sucked your fingers in..” keeho said in amazement as he looked up at your twisted face.

your eyes were rolled back and your toes were curled. keeho took this chance to dip down and start kissing your collarbone while intak started to pump his digits inside of you, intak’s bulge growing incredibly hard. keeho moaned out lowly before shaking his head, “mm, i didn’t think this would be so hot.” he groaned as he watched the scene unfolding in front of him. he caught a gaze of intak’s face as he fucked his fingers into you and leaned forward, kissing intak gingerly as he started to stroke himself. intak let out a soft sigh when he felt keeho’s lips against his and let his free hand palm himself as he continued to fuck his fingers into you.

you could feel yourself inching closer and closer to the edge, your fingers tightly wrapped around intak’s wrist as his fingers started to move quicker but you finally took the chance to open your eyes and saw the boys making out in front of you. your jaw slightly hung open from the view, “oh fuck..” you cussed as you watched them, before leaning forward and connecting your lips with them aswell. keeho pulled back a bit to allow your lips to touch both his and intak’s.

intak whimpered from the kiss but let out a sharp inhale when he felt your hand finally touch his throbbing bulge. from excitement, intak sped the movement of his fingers which triggered you to tilt your head back, “intak- oh fuck- wait,” your words were cut off by the sudden change in speed, causing a higher pitched moan to leave your lips before a string of clear fluids escaped from your body. keeho and intak both watched as you squirted and intak’s mouth hung open as keeho bit his bottom lip and gripped his own cock,

“holy shit, baby.” he said in amusement as he looked down where intak’s fingers once were. he licked his lips and took the hand intak just removed from your core, bringing his fingers to his lips and sucking on the wet digits. intak bit his own lip as he watched keeho and continued to grind his hips into your weakly placed hand. after keeho had sucked intak’s fingers, he pulled back to bring his lips to yours, his tongue immediately darting into your mouth so you could taste yourself. you let out a soft whimper as keehos tongue explored your mouth and you tried your best to snake your hand into intak’s pants, wrapping your hand around his throbbing length.

intak let out a choked moan at the contact and bucked his hips immediately, feeling relieved he was finally getting touched. keeho pumped his own cock in his hand as he let his tongue explore your mouth, a growl leaving his lips as he finally pulled back and shook his head,

“fuck, i don’t know if i wanna cum on you, in you or fuck you both.” keeho sighed as he continued to stroke his cock. both you and intak’s eyes widened at keeho’s words and you bit your bottom lip, looking at him with hooded eyes,

“eat me out n let me take care of takkie? he’s so hard in my hand, i want a taste.” you recommended to keeho and keehos hand movement came to a pause at the suggestion, his throat going dry. intak moaned from the suggestion alone and gripped the bedsheets, trying to hold back from cumming in your hand so quickly. he let his head lul back, “fuck- please, hyung..” he let out a small whimper as he looked at keeho and keeho felt his cock twitch again.

keeho took a deep breath to control himself and nodded, “yeah, i like that. intak, lay down so my baby can take care of that for you,” keeho let his hand run up and down his cock one more before pulling his pants down, “then, i’m gonna let you ride him while i stretch him out, and when he cums, you’re gonna sit on his face so he can eat it out. expect my pretty little hole to be nice and clean for me if i share.”

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TO BE CONTINUED?

oh i fucking love sleazy keeho …. ur mind……… need him BAD. ilysm 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

🎃 piwontober : day 7 || y. keeho ; praise kink/spanking/corruption

synopsis 👻 when you're finally ready to lose your virginity, you're too embarrassed to ask Keeho. That's why you use a scary movie as a perfect excuse to take the next step. 🦇 Word Count - 1.2K 🦇

Before Keeho started dating you, he was a playboy. He could pull anyone and his goal was just to get his dick wet. He had tons of experience.

You, on the other hand, you hadn't even gotten close to even kissing a guy. This relationship had lasted longer than any of your other relationships, meaning you were actually ready for sex.

But the problem was. You had no idea how to ask him. After brainstorming, you finally got an idea.

"Hey Keeho..~" You sang, wrapping your arms around him.

"Hey babe, what's up-" Keeho said, before realizing you weren't wearing a bra and your nipples were pressing completely against his back.

"I'm bored," You groaned. You moved to the other side of the couch and sat on his lap.

Keeho was stupid at times, but he wasn't this stupid. His hands dropped to your ass, "So, babe, what do you want to do?"

"Hmm," You pretended to ponder, not-so subtlely grinding on to him. "Watch a scary movie? Halloween is soon, right?"

"Are you sure you want to watch scary movie? I mean, you don't usually like 'em, right?" Keeho responded, trying to not moan while speaking.

"Come on, Keeho, I'll be fine, promise!" You crossed your arms in a way that purposefully accentuated your breasts.

"You'll be fine? From the way it's looking right now, you want to do something else right now," Keeho's siren eyes pierced your skin from the way he was staring so intensely at you and your body, "But I'm sure I'm just overthinking. You want to watch the movie? I'll put one on." One of the hands on your ass moved to take the remote and put a movie on.

Keeho pretended to not notice your pout. This was the first time you were making these advances, he should savor it a little more, shouldn't he?

During the movie, you tried to pay attention, you really did. But you couldn't stop thinking of the hard bulge under you, grinding against your ass. You and Keeho both knew he wouldn't do anything about it.

"Kyo."

"Hm..?"

"F-" You hesitated, redirecting your gaze from the movie to him. "Fuck me..?"

"Finally," Keeho flipped you over so he was on top of you, "I was wondering how long it'd take for you to ask me." Keeho wasted no time in kissing you, tongue exploring your warm mouth.

Keeho's hands went to your breasts, the thin fabric barely practically covering how they pebbled. You were like putty in his hands.

"Keeho, touch me, please," You whined, taking one of the hands massaging your boobs and bringing it down to your core.

"You're so sweet, babe," Keehos fingers hooked your shorts and underwear, "since you said please, I'll give you exactly what you want." He fully pulled down your garments, revealing your glistening core to your boyfriend.

Keeho stared in awe; it's not the first one he's seen, but definitely the cutest one. He slowly pushed his middle and index finger inside.

"Waitwaitwaitkyoi'veneverdonethisbefore..!" You swiftly admitted before he could fit his long fingers fully inside.

"Wait... really?" You expected a look of disgust from the more experienced male, but he only looks more excited. "This is your first time?" You nod, embarrassed. "This is going to be a lot of fun, isn't it? No wonder you were so fuckin' tight when I put my fingers in."

You averted eye contact as Keeho started fucking his fingers into you, maxing out at four fingers to "get you ready for his dick". If that was what you needed to be prepared, you were a bit scared to actually see how big he was.

That was also your first orgasm, on his fingers. The realization only made Keeho harder, so he swiftly discarded his sweatpants and boxers, giving himself a few pumps before lining up his erection with your cunt.

"Hey, babe, face down ass up, promise it'll feel better," Keeho suggested, and you happily obliged, feeling a bit more jittery knowing that you couldn't fully see Keeho's lustful expression.

Keeho slowly slid his length inside your virgin cunt, hand rubbing one of your asscheeks. “You're taking me so well,” He praised. To be honest, pride swelled in him knowing he was your first time. He got to ruin you any way he wanted. 

Halfway inside, he experimentally smacked your ass. If he thought you were tight before, you were even tighter. But you were also wetter. “Kyo~ Why'd you do that?”

Keeho spanked you again. “You're complaining even though it makes you wetter? D'you notice how fuckin’ soaked you are?” Keeho rambled, pushing himself deeper.

“Hurts..!” Tears were starting to fall down your heated cheeks, the sting from both your pussy being stretched and the handprints on your butt.  

“Aww, does it now? Come on, my little girl is taking me so well, you can do it for me,” Keeho leaned closer to your ear. “You're super cute for a virgin~”

“Kee-” His name was a mantra, and you were repeating it like it was the only word you knew. The lewd, repetitive slapping of skin-on-skin filled your ears, and your moans started to get more high pitched. Keeho's fingers started rubbing your clit, the hand that once spanked you groping every part of your soft body. “Kee, feel weird~” Your stomach was starting to feel knotted.

Keeho only increased his pace, mind clouded by the thought of him being your first orgasms, him. “I'm gonna make you cum so hard baby, you’re all mine, nobody else gets to see you like this, right?” He tugged on your hair, eliciting a loud moan out of you. You couldn't respond to Keeho, you were only able to form incoherent babbles as you hit your peak, your juices coating the bedsheets. “Kyo, sorry…” You weakly apologized, brain still hazy from your orgasm and overstimulation from Keeho still pounding into you, harder than ever.

“Don't be sorry, doll,” Keeho said, “You squirted your first time, wanna see you do it again, you'd squirt again for me, for your wonderful boyfriend? Yeah?” The way Keeho talked to you was so saccharine, you would be lying if you said it didn't make you hornier.

“Gonna squirt again for Kyo~” You gripped the white sheets, legs trembling from overstimulation. 

“Yeah you are, and you're going to let me cum inside,” Keeho's pace began to get uneven. You hummed a positive response, and felt as Keeho released his hot sperm in your cunt, painting your gummy pink walls white. The feeling brought you to your orgasm, once again ruining the bedsheets.

Keeho pulled out and plopped on the bed right next to your half-conscious form. “Did that feel good?”

“Mm…” You groaned, “Don't think ‘m gonna be able to walk for a month.”

“That's great, why don't we make it a year?”

Theo's free use feat. Keeho (⁠灬⁠º⁠‿⁠º⁠灬⁠)⁠♡

exhibitionism, swallowing, Keeho's in charge, Taeyang is called princess

wc : 948

Taeyang was half asleep as he got his makeup done. He was happy to keep his eyes closed as his stylist worked on his eyeshadow, though he worried he’d actually fall asleep.

Evidently, he wouldn’t have to worry. A hand landed on his shoulder, and wouldn’t have thought anything of it if it hadn't slid down his arm to squeeze his bicep. His heartbeat picked up, now intrigued. He kept his eyes closed because they were still being worked on.

The hand slipped back up and settled at the base of his neck, at his collar bones. The stylist must want to play. Taeyang didn’t mind, he never did, but was already embarrassed by being out in the open like this. The dressing room just had the group members and their staff, who all knew about Taeyang’s specific state of affairs, but the amount of people here still made him shy.

Taeyang sat straighter when it moved to his chest, the thumb on his nipple. If he didn’t already have concealer and foundation on, his blushed cheeks would’ve been obvious. Blood also flushed his cock. He was still embarrassed, but let whatever happen, happen.

His chair was turned and the stylist knelt a leg on it, in between his thighs. The knee pressed close to his bulge. Taeyang shifted. He wondered if he was allowed to grind on it. Or maybe he was supposed to. The hand that had been applying his eyeshadow grasped his jaw and thumbed at his lips. Taeyang obediently opened his mouth.

“You’re so good for us. Always are.”

Taeyang’s body bloomed hot at the voice. He opened his eyes to see Keeho in front of him, the makeup artist out of sight. His blush deepened. Keeho smirked at him. Taeyang was fine with this, even preferred this, but it was still surprising. He wanted to know at what point it was Keeho touching him, not the stylist.

“Did you mess up my makeup?” Taeyang managed to speak.

Keeho chuckled. He bent and pecked Taeyang’s lips, barely there, probably to avoid transferring his lipstick. “You have such little faith in me. Come.” He said, moving towards the door.

Taeyang avoided eye contact as he followed Keeho out of the room. Shuffling down the hallway behind Keeho, he held his hands in front of his crotch to hide his hard-on. Keeho didn't seem to be concerned with his problem. They ducked into a bathroom and Keeho pulled him into a stall.

Keeho pushed him to the wall, albeit gently, and got his hands underneath his shirt. He went up to his chest and cupped his pecs, his thumbs rubbing his nipples. Taeyang's breath hitched.

“When was it you?” Taeyang whispered. “You and not her?”

Keeho smirked. “Does it matter?”

Taeyang watched Keeho’s hands slide down his stomach and push into his pants, tugging them and his underwear down. He wrapped his hand around Taeyang’s hard cock. Taeyang was glad they were doing this before the performance—he didn’t want to be distracted on stage.

“I was the one touching your chest.” Keeho told him.

That meant the stylist had started it. She had felt his arm and the base of his neck. The thought made Taeyang shiver. While he saw her almost every day, he wasn’t close with her, and Taeyang was in love with the fact that a near stranger could, and did, touch him like that. His hips pushed into Keeho’s hand.

Keeho grinned, amused. “You can jerk off while you blow me, yeah?”

Taeyang nodded. He got to his knees before Keeho even had his dick out. And Keeho stepped away to lean against the other wall, so Taeyang had to crawl to him. Keeho guided Taeyang to his cock with a hand on the back of his head and a smug smile.

Taeyang took him down his throat. He momentarily worried about getting his knees dirty on the bathroom floor, but didn't exactly care—his pants were dark, anyway. He held Keeho's hips and bobbed his head on him. Keeho pet his hair lightly, minding the styling. Taeyang wished he would grip his hair and fuck his face, but he’d settle for what he could get. It was for the best, anyway; he needed his throat in good condition.

Keeho seemed to have the same thought. “Feels good, princess, but be careful. Gotta sound pretty later, yeah?”

Taeyang nodded. He sucked on his cockhead and pumped his length.

“Are you touching yourself?”

Taeyang shook his head, looking up at him.

“Why not?”

Taeyang blushed. He'd forgotten Keeho told him to do that. He pumped his cock. He looked at Keeho, eyes wide and hopeful. Keeho smiled. He guided him back to his dick.

Taeyang got Keeho off first, and stayed on his knees to finish jerking himself off. He accidentally came on Keeho’s shoes, and Keeho wasn’t mad, but he had Taeyang wipe it off himself with some toilet paper. Then Taeyang stood and Keeho kissed him a few more times. Even with how this all started, Taeyang felt loved and appreciated.

“Good, princess?” Keeho asked, cupping Taeyang’s face.

Taeyang nodded. He took Keeho’s hand and kissed the palm of it, wishing they could do more. Maybe they could continue once home.

“Don’t look at me like that. You’re gonna make me want to miss the performance just to keep kissing you.”

Taeyang grinned. Keeho rolled his eyes, kissed him one more time, then took them back to the dressing room. Taeyang was shy walking into the room, but Keeho wasn’t, so he tried to be like him. Their makeup was touched up and then Taeyang had to perform like nothing just happened.

Ok so I'm thinking about this type of book I should write whereby the reader becomes a bodyguard for the CEO but the thing is they are multiple female bodyguards apart from the reader and they all live in a specific place but the reader is assigned specifically for the CEO and you know the rest

Aww, Look At You

WC: lil over 1k (maybe) ✨

A/N: had fun writing this, mean keeho is literally my weakness please come destroy me

🦋WARNINGS UNDER THE CUT🦋

Warnings: mean!keeho (kinda), degradation, petnames, p in v, name calling, unprotected sex (use protection y'all), female anatomy reader, very little plot, little bit slapping (f receiving), mdni, male whimpering, p1 hard thoughts, slight breeding link if you squint, slight overstim (f receiving)

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Con•de•scend•ing adjective having or showing a feeling of patronizing superiority.

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One of your least favorite traits of Keeho is how condescending he can be. He thinks he's so superior to you in every aspect of life. He just knows so much more, he's so much stronger than you, he's so much more funny, he is so empathetic, he's so tall. Sometimes, you swear if he claims to be better than you at one more thing, you'll actually kill him.

But, at the same time, how condescending he can be is one of your biggest attractions to him. It's part of his personality, and makes him so one-of-a-kind.

That's why you're on your hands and knees. Doggystyle on his bed for the third time that day, eyes scanning the back of your skull as his thick lips are pressing wet kisses to the shell of your ear and neck.

"God, look at how much of a mess you are," Your boyfriend practically purrs into your ear, his dick simultaneously hitting that spot in your walls that makes you see stars and pulls a filthy moan from your already sore throat. His thrusts were so fast and you swore you could've passed out on the spot from the pleasure.

"Princess was so chatty early, nothing to say now?" His mocking voice tickled a part of your brain that seemed rather neglected before, and you can't help but let out a pitiful gasp as his hips snap forward. Your gasp caused a cruel laugh from Keeho above you, but God if that didn't make you even wetter. Your hands fisted the white sheets that smelled like him and your head dropped between your shoulders, your mouth permanently open, spilling loud gasps and repeated 'ah ah ah's' that were music to Keeho's ears. He swears he needs to put your moans in a damn song someday.

Suddenly, his strong arm was wrapped around your belly and flipping you on your back causing a small yelp to leave you, and it only seconds before he was hiking your leg over his broad shoulder and was filling you to fucking brim again. The new angle hit deep, and your back left the bed in a deep arch that caused Keeho to moan above you.

"Fuck baby..." Keeho gasped, a shit-eating grin on his pretty face, his eyes locking on your fucked out face. His rough hand trails down your naked body and presses your sweaty body down to the bed, pinning you there. "You're swallowing this dick, huh? Can't get enough? Like a damn hah bitch in heat..." He pants, leaning closer to you, his breath hot on your face. His hand that isn't death gripping your hip comes up to your face and turns your head to look at him. He's a beautiful mess above you. Pretty cheeks dusted red, sweat glistening on his forehead and the back of his neck, eyebrows furrowed in determination, and his bottom lip tucked between his pretty pearly teeth.

"Answer me, baby." His voice is so sickly sweet as he breathes on you, but his hips are moving at such a brutal pace, and you can feel him so deep inside you... Seriously, it's making your brain go numb. His fingers grip our jaw tighter and his nose brushes yours. "I'm not gonna ask again." His punctuates his warning with sharp drilling of his hips that have you seeing literal fucking stars. You couldn't even remember his question, but you decided that Yes was the safest answer.

"Yes, yes God Kyo, please...." You babble out not even knowing what you're begging for, causing a laugh in form of a huff from the man above you. "Absolutely fucking brain dead from this dick." He's trying his best to sound put together and in control, but the whine in his words and the twitch of his thick cock burried in your walls betray him. He's so close, and you're right there too.

"Baby, baby baby, I'm so close~" You moan out, fingernails breaking into the pale skin of his back to try to come back to Earth with his dick drilling you into another solar system. Keeho acknowledged this warning with a small, light slap to your clit that sent a whole vibration through your aching body, and pulled another pathetic gasp from you. "Yeah? Gonna gimme it, cum on my cock like a slut? Fuck, go 'head babe... Sh-shit~... " He was panting and giving you the permission, his movements never stopped but his rhythm began to get sloppy. His hand let that smacked your aching clit went to draw circles on the sensitive bud instead, and that's all it took.

Your orgasm was like a whole tsunami that left your mouth open and your back arched, gushing onto his length that was still pounding into you, lewd squelches now filling the room. "Fuck, yeah jus' like that." Keeho was choking out praises, and his thrusts had lost all rhythm, just trying to get his release. "M'gonna fil this pussy up, hmm? O-oh fuck." Never have you heard a man's whimpers as pretty as Keeho's, and they fled his swollen lips as he twitched consistently inside you. The overstimulation was getting to be too much, causing a whine of his name to leave your lips and that's all it took to send him over the edge with a gasping moan that was heaven sent.

"Fuck." Keeho gasped out as he settled his weight on top of you. Y'all laid there for a few minutes, sweating and panting before he looked back up at you with a terrible smile.

"You look like you could go again."  He mutters, leaving a trail of bruising kisses to your jaw, neck and shoulder, his veiny cock already hardening within your spent walls that were painted with him.

His stamina was something to be admired for sure, you thought to yourself as you let him flip you over again.