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Let's all agree on one thing; slow and gentle strokes let's not argue it's slow and gentle not rough and fast or even mid

bang chan nsfw alphabet

felt like i wanted to do smth like this bc i’m stressed and sad abt life and i think writing helps me not think abt the bad things in life <3 lmk if you want this w other members, bad things are constantly happening so i’ll have enough inspiration lmaoo <3333

don’t think i’m gonna add a warning but obvi mdni!! thank u <3

a - aftercare

chan is such a softie, i am too just for him. no matter how rough he gets, he’ll make sure you’re properly cleaned up, hydrated, and calm before letting you go to sleep. this guy is the sweetest person ever, his aftercare will be reflective of that.

b - body part (their face body part of theirs & their partners)

his favorite body part of his is probably his arms or abs. he works hard on them, he’s proud of them. his fave body part on his partner would probably be…everything. idk man, i think he wouldn’t be able to choose just one part he likes about you. if anything, he’d probably say your eyes. or your ass.

c - cum (anything to do with cum)

i’m glad that everyone here makes things abt chan having a breeding kink bc that is it! i feel as if he doesn’t really care much about cum. his own, specifically. he’ll cum anywhere. and he won’t mind if he’s just cum inside you or in your mouth. he’ll still eat you out / kiss you.

d - dirty secrets

i feel like his biggest dirty “secret” is his breeding kink. he knows that it’s smth not a lot of people enjoy. i think his biggest “secret” though is that he has a special little photo album of pictures of you that he jerks off to. he’s also a big pillow guy iykyk

e - experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

i saw someone say that he isn’t necessarily experienced but i think he has a good amount of experience. not tooooo much, but he has enough experience to know what he’s doing. he’s a quick learner as well, so he’ll experiment doing something once and get the hang of it. he fs knows what he’s doing.

f - favorite position

missionary. he loves doing other positions as well, but he’ll always somehow come back to missionary. he loves just looking at you, especially when he’s fucking you just how he likes. he also does like it when you’re on top, especially in the studio.

g - goofy (are they more serious in the moment or are they more humorous)

chan has his moments. since sex is such an intimate experience, and considering how rough he can get, it’ll mostly be a bit more serious, but there are times where it’s a little more giggly.

h - hair (how well groomed are they?)

fuck it if i knew, he doesn’t really care about hair ig.

i - intimacy (how are they during the moment? romantic aspect)

this man has had casual one night stands and i stand by that! but, he does like it to be a little more romantic. he’d prefer to have an actual connection w someone but a man’s got needs.

j - jack off

busy busy people have to rely on themselves sometimes. he does it a moderate amount, especially when you’re not around.

k - kink (one or more of their kinks) ((all giving))

we’ve got the breeding kink down. feel like he’s into choking, perhaps sadism (very very slightly). feel like he’s into a bit of humiliation. he’s got a vvv dirty mouth. idk, these are the first ones to come to mind.

l - location (favorite places to do the deed)

in your apartment. he likes to take his time w u most times, so he’ll want to do it somewhere more private, where he can’t actually take his time.

m - motivation (what turns them on and gets them going?)

anything you do turns him on. i saw a post once about how chan loves manicures and painted nails and i think that’s smth that needs to be talked about more. he sees you got a manicure and immediately, no matter how ashamed he is of that though, thinks abt how your manicured hands would look around his cock. he also loves seeing you in crop tops. honestly, he gets turned on by the littlest things you do. you can look at him and he’ll want to fuck you into next week.

n - NO (something they wouldn’t do, ever)

don’t think he’s that into piss stuff. idk the name for it but we know what i mean. tbh, besides that, i don’t think there’s not much he wouldn’t be willing to try at least once. he’ll try it once, decide it’s not for him, and move on.

o - oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill)

prefers giving. he just love seeing what his mouth can do for you. he loves receiving, he loves seeing you on your knees for him, having him just the way you can. but there’s smth abt having you lay there while he’s pleasuring you. seeing your face, seeing the way you squirm, the way you chant his name over and over again. saw somebody once say he’s a pleasure dom and i will die on that hill as well.

p - pace (are they fast or rough? slow and sensual?)

he can be both. he has those days where he will be rougher, will make you call him daddy, will edge you for hours. but he also has days where he just wants to show you that he loves you. he’ll be much more gentle, constantly kissing your face, holding you, and telling you he loves you whenever he catches his breath.

q - quickie (their opinion on quickies, how often)

busy busy people have to rely on quickies sometimes. he’s always so consumed with work and the way they’ve been working, it doesn’t allow him to spend as much time with you as he would like. i don’t think he’s that into public sex, etc but he will drag you into the nearest closet or bathroom and take out his frustrations that way.

r - risks (will they experiment? do they take risks?)

definitely experiments. definitely takes risks. it def takes a couple of times to get him to fully take risks but once he gets there, he will make you dizzy w all the suggestions he has.

s - stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

he’s learned to control himself so he can cum with you, after he edged you for hours. he can last a long long time. it depends on his mood, when it comes to how many rounds he can go. some days, he’s down for one, two rounds. some days, he can go for what seems like hours and hours and hours.

t - toy (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

don’t think he has any toys he uses himself. but if you have toys, he’ll be more than happy to use them on you. won’t do a lot with them but will definitely bring them out once in a while.

u - unfair (how much they like to tease)

i live and breathe the bang chan being a tease agenda. he teases on his lives, who’s to say it doesn’t bleed into his actual life? he teases a LOTTT. sometimes it’ll be for what feels like hours, bc it probably has been. he loves edging you and will continue his teasing until he feels like you’ve had enough. or when he’s had enough and he needs to find his own release.

v - volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make)

i don’t think he’ll be the loudest person but you’ll definitely hear him groan and moan a handful of times in one night. usually just heavy breathes. he knows it drives you insane when he groans right in your ear so, position permitting, he will definitely lean down to let out the loudest grown right by your ear.

w - wild card

jealousy sex with chan. i will not explain any further.

no but he isn’t the type to get jealous but the days that he does see somebody get a bit too close to you or whatever else, he will fs show you exactly how he feels during the night.

he’ll make sure you wear that pretty little butt plug while he viciously pounding into you. he’ll be saying all sorts of things under his breath before he flips you over. will take one look at you like that, spreading you apart and looking at what is his. a breathy laugh leaves his mouth.

“you really are my cockslut, aren’t you? letting me use all your holes, knowing you love every bit of it”

x - xtra piece of imagination

dirty talk with him gets a hell of a lot dirtier when he’s about to cum. will be saying all sorts of things.

“want me to fuck you full, yeah? gonna take every single bit of me. fuck, look at this baby. look at how you’re taking me in.”

y - yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

he’s in his mid 20’s so it’s calmed down a lot but it’s hard to be around you, see you looking like that, and not want to do something with you.

z - zzz (how quickly they fall asleep after)

my insomnia twin 🙌🏼 jk but i think he’d fall asleep after you fall asleep. he makes sure you’re comfortable before he even thinks about sleep. in the meantime though, he is rubbing your back and making sure you’re at ease, hydrated, and just feel good.

edit : x is originally x ray but i didn’t feel comfortable with saying how “big” he is and all that. ik my blog is all about talking abt how much of a whore i am for bang chan but i personally have a limit and i think it’s talking about how big he is. i’ve written stuff about him fucking you into next week but i really do draw the line at like “oh how big is he” or “how many veins”. i’ll talk about him being “big” when it comes to a lil drabble but other than that, nope. idk if this boundary is reasonable or not but i just can’t see myself writing about it. sorry if this disappointed you :,(

：🍡 ♡ . ⁺ ᘏ : stress relief

➥ pairings: Bang Chan x fem!reader

➥ genre: idol!au | smut | MDNI

➥ synopsis: chan is feeling stressed at work, so you pay him a visit to help him 'relax'

➥ warnings: smut | penetration | cock warming | clit stimulation | fingering | pet names [pup, babe, baby] | grinding

➥ words: 2.7k

➥ chan | minho | changbin | hyunjin | jisung | felix | seungmin | jeongin

➥ tags: @lix-ables | @sstarryoong | @ipegchangbin | if you wished to be tagged in this mini series, lemme know

➥ m.list – ➥ cock warming m.list – ➥ you can also read it on my ao3

Feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

you [20:07]: i miss you 🥺

Chan [20:07]: i miss u too babe. sorry, work is just hectic rn 😞

you [20:08]: when will u be home? 

Chan [20:08]: in an hour or so. shouldn't be too long babe. 

you [20:10]: okay. i love you 💘

Chan [20:11]: i love you too pup 🖤

An hour had passed and there was no sign of Chan. Your guess is that he got so caught up in his work, he lost track of time. It's pretty common for him to do that. When Chan gets lost in his work, he zones out. He disregards his needs, forgets where he is. He becomes hyper focused, which can be worrying.

Chan is the type of person to want to get things done on time, however, he is a perfectionist. He always has been from day one. Being in the spotlight has only made it worse.

You and his members have told him countless times that he should always take care of himself. He does, for a while, then he falls back into his bad habits. Comeback season is the worst for chan. The build up to it, the countless photoshoots, the endless hours of shooting music videos plus performing on stage – it's no wonder Chan becomes so stressed.

You know he loves his job. You also know he adores STAYS and would do anything to please them. However, what he fails to notice is that he cannot keep doing this. Being his girlfriend, you've had enough of seeing your boyfriend fail to care for himself. He always scolds you for skipping one meal or not drinking enough water, so now, it's your turn.

You picked up your phone bringing up your contacts list. You scrolled through, stopping at Changbin's contact. Pressing the green call button, you put your phone to your ear. It rang a few times, before changbin picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hey Changbin! It's y/n."

"Oh, hey y/n. everything okay?" Changbin spoke. His words sounding muffled, mouth full.

"Have you heard from Chan?" the sounds of noodles being slurped ran down your ear, making you shiver and cringe a little.

"Uh. Not since I left him at the office, why?"

"He said he would be home in an hour." You sighed softly, running your fingers through your hair.

"Let me guess." Changbin paused, drinking his ramen broth. "He's not home?" 

"Mhm."

"He's probably still working then. If he's not with you or us, then he's probably still in the studio."

"Yeah." You sighed again. "That's what I thought."

"He was pretty stressed out when me and Ji were there. Thinking about it, he's been in a foul mood all day."

"He seemed a bit off this morning too. I wonder if the stress of the comeback is getting to him." You thought out loud. 

"Probably. We all know what Chan is like during this time. He snapped at me suddenly."

"What?" Your eyes widen a little in disbelief. It's very rare for Chan to suddenly snap at someone, it's hard to get Chan angry regardless. So hearing that he snapped at his close friend indicated that he is stressed beyond belief.

"Yeah. It shocked me and Ji. Think he even shocked himself to be fair. He did apologize but it's not like Chan."

"Yeah, it's not." You mumbled. "I think I'm going to go see him. This is unacceptable. I can't have him acting like this."

"Hey, if he's going to listen to someone, then it's going to be you for sure." Changbin chuckled. 

"Do you know if he has eaten or?"

"Mhm, probably not since lunch time." 

"That's what I thought. I best get going then. Go convince the boyfriend to at least take a break." You groaned softly, walking to your shared bedroom.

"Chan and breaks? Yeah, good luck with that y/n." Changbin chuckled with a mouthful of rice.

"Thanks, I'll need it. Enjoy your meal, Changbin." You laughed softly before hanging up. You changed into something more comfortable and warm, considering that the nights are getting colder, you felt like it wasn't a smart idea to go out in a vest and shorts.

Grabbing your winter coat and shoes along with your purse, you walked out of your shared apartment, locking the door before making your way to the supermarket.

Knowing that Chan hasn't eaten or drank anything for hours, angered you slightly. Sometimes, you wish he learnt how to look after himself, be a little selfish and make himself priority number one. But no matter how many times you – or the members – scold him, he never listens.

You grabbed some microwaveable rice and ramen along with some snacks and water that claims it's 'packed full of vitamins and minerals.' Paying for your little shop, you headed to the JYP building.

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The streets are fairly calm and collected, with the occasional passer-by's and cars. The night sky was clear, giving you a glimpse of the shining stars. It was a full moon tonight, much to your liking. The moonlight shone on the pavement giving you more lighting than the streetlamps.

You stopped to take a quick snap at the moon and stars, smiling softly as you looked at it. Feeling the tips of your fingers quickly freezing up, you put your phone away, placing your hands in your pockets.

The air is icy. A chill so cold it made the hairs on your arms stand up. Your breath shows every time you exhale. You soon arrived at the building. Making yourself known at reception, they happily let you through. You made your way to Chan's room, taking your coat as the stark contrast from the cold chill to the warmth was evident.

You knocked on the door, waiting a few seconds for permission. When you received nothing, you frowned, knocking again – nothing.

"Chan?" You spoke, slowly opening the door. You peeked your head out looking around. A small lamp provided minimal light compared to the harsh light radiating off his laptop screens. Your gaze fell on a very stressful looking Chan. 

His brows furrowed together, stress lines evident on his forehead. His bottom lip caught between his teeth, chewing slightly – a bad self taught habit of his. His eyes flickering all over his laptop screen, fingers working their magic. 

You closed the door quietly, noticing the headphones on his head over the hood of his hoodie. Makes sense why he didn't hear you knock. With a heavy sigh, Chan fell back in his seat. The seat rocking from the impact as he rubbed his tired face with his hands before taking his headphones off.

"Knock knock." You spoke softly. Chan jumped, startled at the sudden voice. He looked at you, face softening.

"Hey pup!" You walked towards Chan, throwing your coat on the sofa behind him. You placed your plastic bag on his desk.

"Hey baby." You placed a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it gently. Chan swiveled in his chair to face you, opening his legs wide enough for you to stand between them.

"What are you doing here?" He questioned, planting his hands on your hips softly.

"Well, you said you would be home in an hour. The hour is up, so I came to see you instead. Plus–" You opened the plastic bag, taking out the grocery's you bought, placing them one by one on his desk. "I bought you dinner. Changbin told me you haven't eaten since lunch!" 

Chan looked up at you sheepishly, feeling guilty. You folded your arms, eyebrows raised as you looked down at him.

"You can't keep doing this, babe. You have to take care of yourself! It's important! You always preach to me about it, so why can't you?"

"I'm sorry pup. It's just, I get so lost in work that I simply forget. Plus, I feel so stressed out right now."

"Yeah. Changbin told me you snapped at him earlier." Chan looked down at the mention of taking his frustration out on his friend. You sighed softly, pulling his head into you, resting it on your stomach.

"Babe I love you and all but you have to learn to take a break." 

"I can't afford breaks right now." Chan mumbled, nuzzling his face into your stomach. He inhaled your sweet scent, humming softly.

"I get that but you don't work well under stress, babe." You stroked his hair softly, looking down at him.

"I know." 

"So, whilst I'm here, take a break! I haven't seen you all day so I want to spend some time with you." You pouted. Chan nodded.

"Okay, I will take a break. When it's over, I have to finish this though. You can go home afterwards though."

"Hell no! I'm staying. I'll sit on the sofa and be as quiet as a mouse. You won't even know I'm here." You grinned.

Chan did indeed take that break. You convinced him to eat and drink something before he continued on with his work. You were lounging on the sofa, browsing through your phone.

The occasional sigh would leave his lips, the stress slowly creeping its way back. You soon got bored of your phone, placing it down beside you. You decided to watch Chan work, your eyes traveling up and down his body.

The way his legs spread open under the desk, hand wrapped around the mouse, his tendons moving with every click of the mouse. The sleeves of his hoodie rolled up to his elbows. His veins protrude on his arms, the way his muscles flexed with every movement. You couldn't help your thoughts from getting filthy. 

You pressed your lips together in a thin line, eyes closing as your mind wandered into the unknown. Memories of when Chan would have his hand around your neck, fingers deep inside you, came flooding to you. His perfect, lean body hovering over you as his hips smacked against yours, body slick with sweat. His eyes focused on you and provided you with intense pleasure – fuck, when was the last time you two were intimate with each other? 

You know you shouldn't, you know Chan is stressed but you couldn't help the lust pooling in your core. You couldn't help but feel your panties slowly sticking to your skin due to your juices. You couldn't help but feel flush, besides, it's not your fault you have such a handsome boyfriend. 

You stood up off the sofa, slowly walking behind chan. You draped your arms over his shoulders, holding onto your wrist to lock him in. Chan took no notice of you, eyes glued to his screen as his fingers tapped away at the keyboard. You noticed his painted nails which only heightened your horny thoughts.

You leaned in, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck. You inhaled his musk scent, heart pounding against your ribcage. You planted delicate kisses on the skin on his neck making Chan shiver. Smirking against his neck knowing he has finally become aware of you, you sucked and licked his neck.

A throaty groan rippled from his chest to the back of his throat, his hands frozen in place. You left purple bruises, feeling sorry for the scolding he was going to get from his make-up artist.

"Chan." You shakily spoke his name. Your skin heating up, cheeks flush as your needs escalate. "Chan, I need you." 

"Pup." Chan spluttered. "Not now, I'm busy." You squinted, walking to his side. He looked up at your rosy cheeks and glossy eyes, his cock twitching in his pants. 

"Please Chan. Just for a few minutes." You whined. "I need to feel your skin against mine. We haven't touched each other for so long, I'm craving you baby." 

Chan bit his lower lip softly, pushing his chair away from his desk, leaving enough room for you whilst making sure he could still reach his laptop.

"Fine." He mumbled. "But only for a few seconds.' You nodded, stripping yourself of your pants. You straddled Chan's lap, his hands on your waist gently. You held onto his shoulders, whimpering softly as you finally got to see your handsome man properly.

"So handsome." You purred, kissing up his neck slowly. Chan tilted his head to the side allowing more access for you. His hands moving from your waist to your ass, cupping it.

He spreads your cheeks, squeezing them roughly. His cock getting hard underneath you. You purposefully sat on his crotch, rocking your hips slowly. You moved from his neck to his lips, capturing them against your own.

The kiss was fuelled with need and desire, it only made you more horny. You desperately grasped onto Chan, not wanting to let go. Teeth and tongues collided with each other, saliva mixing together. laboured pants leaving your lips as you increase the speed of your grinding.

"Pup, I have to work." Chan grunted against your lips, pulling away slowly. You pouted.

"But Chan." You grabbed his hand, guiding it down into your panties. Chan shivered as his fingers came into contact with your wet pussy. He rubbed your clit slowly as a soft sigh left your lips. His technique made you want more, so much more than fingers. 

His fingers teasingly circled your entrance, fingers covering in your slick. You nuzzled into his neck, soft sighs hitting his skin. Whilst he was teasing your entrance and clit, his lips kissed your shoulder tenderly. He dipped a finger in your entrance, your walls welcoming him. Your essence and warmth coated his fingers as he thrusted it slowly.

You hummed softly, eyes closing. Soon, he added a second, scissoring and stretching you out. His fingers curled against your walls, stroking them with the sides of his fingers. Your pussy contacted and released around him, fingers getting soaked with each pull back.

"Chan, I need you." You pulled away from his neck, whimpering softly as you looked at your flushed boyfriend with glossy eyes.

"You have me, pup." He whispered.

"No. I need you." You slide your hand down to his crotch, squeezing his pulsating erection. Chan bucked his hips in your hand, grunting softly as he pulled his fingers out off your aching cunt.

"We can't, pup. I seriously have to work. We can when we get home." You whined at Chan, kicking your head back and groaning.

"I can't wait, Chan!" 

"You have to. I have to mix Jisung's vocals for this track before tomorrow so we can work on something else." His arms extended to the side of you, fingers tapping away at his keyboard again.

"Can you at least put it in?" Chan's fingers stopped, his eyes looking at you as you pouted. "Pleaseee. You'll feel relaxed and stress-free. Plus, I feel so empty, Chan. I can't wait till home to get filled by you." You gave him your best puppy eyes.

Chan groaned softly, nodding before resuming his work. You smirked, pulling his cock out off his restraints as you pulled your panties to the side. You grabbed his cock by the base, skin hot against your hand. You rubbed his tip up and down your slit, coating it in your essence. 

"Don't tease pup. If you want it in, do it now before I change my mind." Chan growled. You hummed softly, lifting your hips up before slowly sinking down on his cock.

You both groaned in unison. The warmth and wetness of your pussy along with the stretch was blissful to you both. You sunk all the way down, burying your head into his neck.

You kept still. The warmth of your pussy suffocated chan. Your walls involuntarily clenched around him, making him groan softly from the back of his throat. He could no longer concentrate on his work, his focus shifting to you.

His fingers hovered over the keys, hand stationary on his mouse. He had to squeeze his eyes shut, think of something other than your warmth and your soft laboured pants. He felt you grip onto his hoodie, bundling it up in your fists. "Focus Chan, you have to work." was all he could tell himself. 

He likes to think he has willpower, determination, but this was testing him and he's slowly failing. 

"I can't do this." he finally spoke, hands grabbed your ass as he stood from his seat, his cock still inside you. You giggled softly against his skin as he gently placed you on the sofa before towering over you. He placed his hands by your head before slowly thrusting. 

"You feel too good around me, pup. How am I supposed to concentrate on my work?"

☆ house ☆ #D3

"Ah... baby...you don't- fuck- you don't have to-" Chan tries to tell you. It's his instinct to first politely reject any form of kindness from anyone. That's how much of a gentleman he is.

And that includes getting a blowjob from you. Even when he knows very well he deserves more than just his dick in your mouth because he had just told you the surprise he's been keeping from you.

A house. He bought a house. For you. For the both of you.

"I want to," you say, fishing his half hard cock from his neatly pressed black slacks. "Wanna make you feel good. You bought a house. For us. You deserve more than just a blowjob."

Chan gulps at that. Chan loves giving. He's a giver. Be it in or out of bed. He prefers it, really.

But there's just something really hot about you being so determined to make him feel good.

"More?" Chan questions. This is already so much to him. You, so pretty on your knees, hands trying their best to grip onto his toned thighs so that he won't be able to run away.

He could move, really. He's a lot stronger than you. He could easily pull you up and make you sit on his lap, give you a soft lecture on how he doesn't need you to return any favours.

He just loves you. A lot. And he wants to have a place to call home with you. It's as simple as that.

But his brain is a mush. He's never seen you this determined before. So pretty. So fucking beautiful.

"Yes, more. First, we're gonna make you cum in my mouth," you tell him, thumb running over the tip of his cock, making him unintentionally buck his hips up, sensitive at your soft touch.

You giggle at him. So fucking cute.

"Your cock will be super sensitive but still be hard enough. So, I'm gonna fuck myself onto it. This big thing is just so wonderful, isn't it?" you continue, making Chan groan and moan so loud when you lick his cockhead.

"Baby fuck," he breathes, hands automatically threading through your hair in instinct.

You smile at him, loving how he's trying really hard to let you take the lead. You know he loves being the one giving instead of receiving but you really want to show him how much you appreciate him and his whole existence.

"And then we're gonna make you cum again. Inside me. And I'll let you fuck me on every surface of this house. Every single one. Anywhere you want to. We'll start here. On the couch-"

"Bed. Bed. Wanna- wanna fuck you on the bed first."

Chan's face is red. But he can't help it. As pussydrunk as he is, he can't let anywhere else be the first place he gets to fuck you. It has to be the bed. Your first official shared bed.

"Okay, baby. The bed it is. Anything for you. Anything for my wonderful boyfriend. Bought me a house and all, hmm? Gotta give you what you want."

You stand up, slowly letting go of his cock, letting it slap against his abs.

"I'm gonna be such a good girl for you, Channie. Gonna be the perfect wife for you."

Chan nearly chokes at that. Wife. Fuck. Fuck. He wants to marry you so bad. What the fuck are you doing to him?

"Don't tease," he mutters, groaning as he feels more precum oozing from his tip.

"You like it. You like it when I call myself your little wifey. Is that what you told the realtor, baby? That you're buying this house for your wife?"

You can't help it. He's too cute. Oh you would love to marry him when the time is right.

"Wife," Chan breathes, the word rolling from his tongue sounding so natural. "My wife," he says again, head already going dumb just from imagining that future with you.

"I'm here," you say softly, noticing how Chan is a little out of it. It makes you smile. "You'll be a good husband and make me a mommy, right?" you tease him again, knowing it's his ultimate weakness - breeding you.

Chan whimpers. "I can go raw tonight?"

"You can, baby."

"You'll keep my cum inside?"

"I will. Promise."

"Cockwarm?"

"Anything you want."

"Wanna buy you another house."

"Chan!"

hotline // b.c, l.mh, h.js

“not so fast.” chan speaks up again. “there’s one rule: they can play with you, but only if you can correctly guess which one of them is controlling the vibrator you’re allowed to cum.”

⛓️ PAIRING :: bang chan, lee minho, han jisung x f!reader

⛓️ GENRE :: smut

⛓️ WORD COUNT :: 1.5k

⛓️ WARNINGS :: video call, voyeurism, (guided) masturbation, app-controlled vibrator

⛓️ NOTE :: the characters don't represent real people. this is fiction for entertainment purposes only. don't edit, copy, repost or otherwise steal my content.

📍 skz masterlist

“Good girl,” Chan coos. “Now show us that pretty pussy, yeah? The boys wanna see.”

‘The boys’ meaning Jisung and Minho, their heads almost bumping as they crowd behind Chan’s laptop. Their appreciative noises tell you they’re getting the perfect view. You point the phone down and spread your legs even further. 

It’d started like your usual video calls with Chan: some teasing, a little dirty talk here and there. The both of you get lonely when he’s away for weeks on end. Lonely and frustrated. These calls help you get through the nights where your bed is cold and empty. 

Minho and Jisung had merely walked in at the right time.

“Does she always get this wet?” You hear Minho hiss through his teeth. 

Jisung moans. “Fuck, I bet she tastes like heaven.”

Chan mumbles a reply and your heart swells at how proud he sounds. You spread your folds with your fingers, making sure the camera captures it all. How they glisten in the dim light. How your empty hole clenches at their words, desperate to be filled. 

Your boyfriend chuckles. “You should see them now, baby. Jisung is already hard. And Minho can pretend all he wants but those red ears give him away.” 

There’s a chuff from the younger man. “No need to pretend. She’s fucking hot.” 

Now it’s your turn to flush; you’ve always found Chan's friends attractive and hearing them say these things about you doesn’t leave you unaffected. And even though Chan knew about your little crush you never thought he’d let them watch. You lament them sitting in a hotel room on the other side of the world. Imagine the fun you could be having if they were right here… 

Chan's voice interrupts your thoughts. “Do you have it, baby? Let’s turn it on.” 

“Yes, lemme—” you rummage through your nightstand drawer until you’ve found the vibrator Chan bought for you a while ago before he went on a trip. “For when you miss me.” He’d winked. “Call me.” 

And call him you did. Turns out the vibrator can be controlled through an app. The same app Chan’s currently opening on his phone. 

The device starts buzzing softly and a shiver of excitement runs through your body. You prop your phone up on the edge of the bed, making sure the men on the other side of the line have a good view of you as you recline against the pillows.

“Wanna cum on those tits, shit—” 

You giggle at Jisung’s desperate tone. You imagine them looming over you, stroking their cocks until they are covering you in white ropes of cum. Your aching cunt clenches at the thought. “Channie…”

“Go ahead, baby. Touch yourself for us.” Chan says. “But you know the drill… no cumming until I say so.”

The moment the vibrator comes in contact with your clit you whimper, already so tender from their earlier words. Chan plays with the settings; adjusting the speed and the intensity of the vibrations. Their voices become background noise as the coil in your tummy starts to tighten.

“You’re a lucky man, Chan. Look at her. So fucking sexy."

“Do you think she can take two of us? At the same time?”

“Fuck—she’s gushing. Those sheets are getting drenched already.” 

“I wanna see her cum, bet she makes the sweetest noises when she does.”

“You’re doing such a good job, baby. Can’t wait to be home and be inside of you.”

“I’ll—ahh, fuck—I’m gonna cum in my pants if she keeps moaning like that.”

“Move, Ji. I can’t see shit if your big head is in the way.” 

“Baby.” Through your lust filled daze Chan’s voice sounds clear like a bell. “Can they play with you?”

He lowers the intensity of the vibrations to give you a moment to gather your thoughts. The idea of someone other than your boyfriend playing with you has you shaking with excitement. 

“Yes please,” you answer breathlessly. Jisung’s thrilled reaction almost deafens you and you giggle. “Do you want to play with me, Hannie?” You give him a little wave through the screen. 

“Fuck yes!” It's hard to see them on such a small display but it’s easy to imagine his lust-blown eyes and ecstatic grin. 

“What about you, Minho?” you ask coyly. 

“You’re lucky I'm not there with you, kitten.” His voice sounds almost like a purr. “Or you wouldn’t be able to even ask me a question.”

You believe him. His hands gripping your hair and his thick cock stuffing your mouth, drool dripping down your chin—

“Not so fast.” Chan speaks up again. “There’s one rule: they can play with you, but only if you can correctly guess which one of them is controlling the vibrator you’re allowed to cum.”

You gulp. How would you ever know if you can’t see who’s holding the phone? You glance at your own screen, only to be met with your boyfriend’s playful smirk. 

“No cheating, baby. If you wanna play you’ll have to guess. And you better guess right or this will be a long night for you.” 

The vibrator starts buzzing again and you press it to your clit. Goosebumps litter your skin in anticipation. 

The intensity switches up quickly. Like the person controlling the app is unfamiliar with it. You moan at the sudden attack on your senses, legs starting to shake already.

Then the vibrations quiet down until there’s nothing but a soft buzz left. You whine in frustration. Chan knows his way around your body perfectly, knows exactly what settings you prefer and how to get you to cum quickly; or how to edge you for hours. This person isn’t nearly as refined with the app as he is, the vibrations speeding up again all of a sudden. 

Could it be Jisung? He wanted to watch you cum quickly. Or is it Minho? He could be testing your limits or trying to throw you off. 

It's a rollercoaster of sensations while the three men talk you through it, teasing and encouraging you at the same time. 

“You’re doing so well for us, baby. Don’t you wanna cum? Make a guess.”

“So sweet... can’t wait to play with you.” (You know that’s just Minho trying to fool you. It could be either of them.) 

“Is she crying?”

“Aww baby, wanna cum that badly? Wish you could cum on my cock instead? Or on Jisung’s or Minho’s… I know you want it, it’s okay. Maybe I’ll let them play with you for real when we come back, how does that sound?”

It sounds like fucking heaven. But right now you’re far from that: toes curling and free hand gripping at the sheets as your body burns with the overwhelming need to cum. “Channie—I’m so close, wanna cum, can’t hold it much longer—”

“You’ll have to, baby. You know the rules.” 

The vibrations are all over the place now. They’re bringing you so close to the edge but are never consistent enough to push you over. You're racking your brain trying to find any clues. Have they switched yet? Who could it be? 

“M-Minho?” you guess. Your face is wet with tears now. Both from frustration and pleasure.

A familiar guffaw sounds through the phone and your heart sinks. “Guess again, kitten.” 

“Jisung!” you cry out. You’re so close your walls are contracting erratically, desperate for release. It takes you all your focus to hold back. 

“Tssk,” Chan tuts and you can hear the feigned disappointment in his voice. “Down so bad you can’t even recognise your own boyfriend?”

You let out a sob. “I-I’m sorry, Channie, please let me cum, I love you, I'm sorry,” you’re rambling now. You were so focused on Jisung and Minho you didn’t realize Chan was still part of the game. All you can think about is how good you’d feel if he’d just say the word. “Please, it hurts—” 

“What do you think, boys?” Chan asks. “Shall we give her another chance?” 

“She’s been holding back so well, let her cum.” You’re surprised to hear Minho say. His own cock is leaking so much now it’s starting to ache, too. 

Jisung hums his approval and Chan turns his attention back to you. “Sounds like you got lucky today, love.” He turns up the intensity of the device. “Cum for us… let us hear you.”

You do so with a cry, your entire body shaking when you press the vibrator against your throbbing clit and pleasure engulfs you. The “T-Thank you Minho, Jisung—” your voice is wobbly as Chan guides you through your orgasm. “Thank you Channie, please, ‘s enough, hnng—”

You’re thrashing on the sheets until Chan finally turns off the device. You lie there, chest heaving while you wait for the numbness in your hands and feet to ease up. 

Minho is the first to speak. There’s a sense of urgency to his voice you haven’t heard before. “Fuck, that was hot. I'm out. I need a cold shower and a long jerk-off session now.”

There’s a chorus of goodbyes as both Jisung and Minho leave the room in a hurry, presumably to relieve themselves. You giggle and turn onto your side. You’re greeted by Chan’s dimpled smile on your screen. “Let’s do that again when we’re back.”

not so soundproof, we guess — b.c

warning : sexual content, sex without protection (don’t do it at home guys), penetrative sex, lots of dirty talk

“C’mon why are you trying to silence me?”

She asked and Bangchan noticed she is very much out of breath just like him. His hand gripping on her hips once again after exploring her entire torso just like that. He licked his bottom lip before inhaling hard and letting out some shaky, breathy laugh. “Isn’t this studio soundproof?”

“Oh you wanna talk back?” Chan lifted both of his eyebrows as he tapped the tip of his cock on her clit.

“Of course,” she whined. “stop being a dick and fuck me already.”

“Not so easy.”

“Chan—fuck,” she hissed as he decided to keep that movement going, building more friction on both of their spine, causing her back to arch. His hand keeps her body in the first place as he tries to shut her down. A small whine passed her lips again and Bangchan cannot lie that he was thrilled a lot, because looking at the view underneath him—you wouldn’t believe what it was. Her spreading her legs laying on his studio desk hoping no one will open the door and see him fucking her hard. Her hair was a mess, so was his. Now his hand supporting his whole body as he starts to thrust his cock inside her again. He stretched her so good, got both of them let out some shaky breath together.

An usual studio visit turned into something today. Innocent kisses turned into him kissing her hard and her grinding against his crotch. Of course it would be more than cockwarming him—she was so wet and he couldn’t even wait to feel that throbbing walls all around his cock.

“Mmhm, fuck, go faster—“

“Shh, shh. I got this okay?” He talks between the thrust, “you should shut the fuck up before I leave you hanging.”

“You’re so mean.”

“You love it.”

Chan let out nearly an inaudible moan as he keep his steady pace all over again. She bit on her bottom lip trying to suppress her moan. Those moan of Chan is incredible and by the time pass by he doesn’t hesitate to let it out. “Oh fuck, such a good little slut aren’t you?”

“Yes, daddy, your good slut,” she answered. “Oh-“

Now both of his hand gripping her hips again, trying to get his pace faster. A silent cry can be heard by Bangchan and it’s from her. He keeps his pace going, hitting all of the spots that making her mouth open. Bangchan can’t keep his noises to himself too, so he decided to lay his palm flat on her lower stomach.

“T-too much—“

“You’re literally fuck-“ thrust, “begging me to fuck you.”

“Please.”

“Please what, princess?”

“Can I cum?”

“After being all naughty like that?” He chuckled. Oh, she’s fucked for now. He is trying so hard to not get blown in his place by now, “fucking bitch. All that she knows are getting fucked nasty on my studio desk.”

The pleasure was all over the place so she bites down on her palm. All of these stimulations was too much for both of them but she feels like she handle it anymore. Her teary eyes, her neck full of hickeys, and her fucked out face. “Close, baby—“

“Cum in me, please.”

“N-not now, yeah?-“

“Please, I have been a good girl, I deserve it-“

Shit. Bangchan feels like his world is just him and her. It made his head dizzy as the tight knot on his lower stomach is begging to get released. She can hear how much of him wanting to feel it too—his breathing ragged and he murmured a lot of things she can’t understand. “I feel good don’t I, daddy? Why don’t you—fuck—fill me up? Hm?”

“Yeah? Is that what you want baby?”

“Y-yes!”

“Good girl, fuck, I’m cumming—“ his pace is uncontrollable, he can feel her clenching hard on his cock and after one final thrust, he’s cumming inside of her. A hiss passed his lips after he pulled his cock out, his cum drips out of her hole prettily. He looked up to her who’s closing her eyes and putting the back of her hand on the top of her mouth. His hand began to stroke her hand with shaky breath.

“Are you okay?” He whispered.

As she opened her eyes, she can see that loving gaze looking at her again. “M’good.”

He kissed her forehead as his other hand caressing her hip softly. “Good girl,” his lips was inches from hers, “you did a great job. Thank you.”

She smiled and cupped his face. She brought his lips on hers, kissing it gently. He kissed her back like him wanting to taste her again after all of this time. He let her calm down by whispering sweet nothings and caressing her skin gently. He bump the tip of his nose on hers, making her giggle.

“We should clean all of this mess, yeah?”

BANGCHAN DRABBLE !

pairings. bangchan x fem!reader

🔖: established relationship, blowjobs, dirty talk

authors note ! i was reading a post (it might've been either svt or txt i can't remember) and i got inspired by the topic.

"hyung , can i use that hair tie on your wrist?" chan looked down at his wrist , taking it off, handing it to felix. "why do you always keep a hair tie on your wrist in the first place?" shaking his head , he spoke "no reason." he hoped felix didn't see the blush on his face — the only reason why he wore the hairtie was because of you...

"babygirl , come." he turned in his chair , beckoning you over. you got off the bed , making your way over to him. "on your knees baby." you complied , getting on your knees. "good girl." he gathered all your hair , taking the hairtie from his wrist , tying your hair up. "need a break , gonna be a good girl and suck my cock?" you nodded , looking up at him through your lashes.

he freed himself from his shorts , you held his heavy cock in your hands , kissing his tip , before taking him into your mouth. "fu-fuck that's it princess , your mouth feels so fucking good." he groaned.

you bobbed your head up and doesn't his shaft , gagging around his length. "oh fu-fuck baby." he pushed your head down , throwing his head back as your gurgled around his cock , drool dripping from your lips. "making such a mess , shit! "

you ran your tongue along the vein of his cock , he pushed your head down. "fu-fuck do it again." you listened , he groaned , letting your head go. "fu-fuck baby , im gonna fucking cum." he moaned , "gonna let me cum on your face?" you hummed around his cock , taking what you couldn't fit , jerking him off.

"fuck , im cumming! " he pulled out , his cum shooting from his cock , on to your face. "ngh , so fucking good." he bit down his lip , using his thumb to scoop the cum from your cheek , pushing it into your mouth.

"good girl , get up here." he helped you up , you straddled his lap. "i'm not done with you baby , i'm still stressed , how about you ride my cock?" he rubbed your ass.

"hyung?" felix knocked the boy out of his dirty thought. "you okay , you kinda zoned out?" he nodded , "lix im fine , let's get back to practicing." he waited for the boy to turn around , before fixing his now hard cock in his shorts.

he couldn't wait to come home to you — he needed to make sure he got that hairtie back from felix...

©️LUVYENI

hiii could i request lee know with a reader that has an oral fixation and hand kink ?? ❣️❣️

oh he's not gonna let you live it down, teasing you every time he catches you staring at his hands. "i caught you." he smirks , laughing when you shy away. "no need to be shy princess , i already know how horny my hands make you."

he's not gonna give you what you want though , you have to work for it. "you want my hands? where, don't be shy , tell me." he commands you. "m..my mouth."

"my dirty girl , open up." he'll push his fingers past your lips. "suck." his eyes were low, watching you , teeth between his lip.

he loves to finger you , randomly through out the day , example if you're washing laundry , he'll push you against the washing machine, pushing his hands into your leggings. "are you always wet , jesus baby i've fingered you 4 times today and you're still horny , so insatiable."

he's hiking your leg up on the washer, fucking his fingers into you. "such a slut , look how dumb you get just by fingers." his fingers hitting that one spot, making you see stars as you cum. "look at that." he pulled out of you, fingers glistening in your essence. "open up." he tapped on your cheek.

"come on taste yourself slut."

kitchen beat

✮ bangchan x afab!reader ✮ kitchen sex, dry humping, (implied?) free use, creampie, unprotected sex, use of "good girl" once. ✮ not proof read

dressed in comfortable clothes after a long day, just a pair of loose shorts and a t-shirt. standing at the sink washing the dishes that have piled up. chan comes up behind you, wrapping you in a sweet back hug, perfectly positioned behind you so that your ass is pressed up against his cock.

“hi baby…” you whisper, biting your lip, pushing your ass back and you learn forward adding more pressure onto his cock.

he groans, wanting to maintain a normal conversation but finding it impossible as he slowly grinds against your ass.

“chan please do something!” you whine, unable to take it any longer, needing more than he was giving.

“alright,” chuckling a little, chan runs his hands up your back, sliding under your shirt, feeling your warm skin. 

still clothed, chan is moving his hips as if he were fucking you, hips meeting your plush, clothed ass, grazing your dripping cunt.

chan leans forward against your back, moving a hand under your shirt to grab your tits, teasing the nipples.

still snapping his hips forward, chan looks down and groans.

“fuuuuck, baby,” looking down he can see a wet patch forming on the crotch of his pants from your pussy.

“you like it that much? you’re that wet? i haven't even taken my cock out, baby. you want me to fuck you? fuck this pussy good for you, baby?”

“mmm” you nod your head mindlessly, looking at him over your shoulder, biting your lip.

chan maneuvers his pants down far enough to free his cock and pulls down your shorts to below your ass, pushing your panties to the side to reveal your soaking wet pussy. 

“oh god… fu-fuck!” slowly chan inches his cock into your tight and warm pussy, “you feel so good, baby. taking this cock so well, mmm.” chan fucking you with so much force your hips dig into the counter, gently rubbing your ass and hips to sooth you.

“c-chan, mmmhmp… so big… so deep,” again looking at him over your shoulder, eyes becoming glassy with need and the desire to cum.

“you’re clenching so hard, baby. can hardly move. this pussy loves my cock, huh? doesn’t want to let me go. want me to keep you nice and stuffed with my cock forever?”

whining desperately and begging, “please, please cum in my pussy. fill me up so good, baby, i need your cum so bad!” 

chan pumps his cock with your cunt, groaning your name as he pushes in as deep as he can and floods your cunt with his cum. he picks up fucking you again, rubbing your clit.

“that’s it baby, tighten that pussy up, cum on my cock, baby. do it.” 

your legs shake as you cream all over his cock and he holds you up.

chan slowly pulls out making you both hiss, only to replace his cock with his fingers, making you squeal as he fucks his fingers into your hole a couple times, coating them in the mixture of both his and your cum.

he raises his fingers to your mouth and leaving no room for discussion he demands, “suck.”

immediately you take his fingers into your mouth sucking them clean, tonguing between his fingers, coating them in your spit like a good girl.

GREED. ( b. chan )

pairing. ceo!bang chan x fem!reader contains. 18+ mature content , exhibitionism , dirty talk , breeding kink wc. 0.4k author’s note. 7 deadly sins masterlist here !

you're boyfriend is greedy , he has everything , but he just wants more. the two things he loves most in the world is money , and spending time with you — and if he has the chance to have more money and spend more time with you , trust and believe he's gonna take it.

"that's it baby , ride my cock." chan threw his head against his chair , groaning as you bounced up and down , your tits bouncing in his face , your poor cunt leaking of his cum from his past orgasms.

"fuck you're so perfect." he brought his mouth to your nipples sucking on them. "just want to eat you up." orgasm after orgasm , but he didn't stop , even when one of his associates came bursting through his office door.

"you fucking bastard , you sold me out." he was livid , his face was red , completely ignoring your presence , or the fact that you were naked , chan was annoyed , he ruined his orgasm. "ah so you heard."

he kept thrusting into your hole. "ch-chan." you moaned , but he just shushed you. "i was wondering when they'd break the news to you." he returned back to his conversation.

"we've been in this business together for how many years and you sold me out for money." chan pinched your nipples , you mewled , your head in his neck , sucking on the skin , small little hickies forming.

"almost 100 million dollars." chan said. "that's how much it cost , you mean to tell me you wouldn't do the same , be foreal." he hissed , your cunt squeezing around his cock , his orgasm creeping up on him.

"not to someone i considered a friend , how could you?" chan wanted this conversation to be over with , so he could get back to fucking you. "maybe that's why you're not getting further a head , sometimes you gotta step on a few toes." he said. "now , if you'll excuse me , i'm quite busy ,get the hell out of my office."

the guy stormed out of the office , he turned his attention back to you , who was about to cum for the 6th time. "im gonna cum?" you whined. "yeah , gonna cum for daddy?" you nodded.

"pl-please." you looked so cute begging to cum. "go a head princess cum for me." you squeezed tightly around his cock , cumming. he thrusted up into you , his cum filling your insides , but he didn't stop , he kept thrusting. "n-no more, i can't." you sobbed.

he kissed your wet cheeks. "you can do it princess , one more time , i know you can." he was greedy , he knew this , he couldn't help it , whether it was money , or filling up your sweet cunt — he always had to have more. "

just one more load , princess , just let me fill you up one more time."

©️LUVYENI

needy — lee know (m)

pairing: needy bf!lee know x gf!reader

rating: explicit

summary: you think you’re the needy one, but lee know beats you to it

warnings: switch tones, you are needy but so is minho, making out, teasing, pet names, dry h*mping, mentions of c*m, implied second round, he’s wearing gray sweatpants ;)

notes: small something after beloved @hello-stranger24 inspired me with an idea, I hope you like it 🫶🏼

extras: skz masterlist

“Are you going to come over here or are you not done staring yet?” Minho asks, lips curled up to an amused grin as he looks over you.

Behind your forced poker face, he can clearly see what goes on inside your pretty little mind, no matter how sly you try to be with your small glances.

He’s wearing gray sweatpants as he sits across you in the room, I mean, how can you possibly not stare?

“C’mon baby,” he says, patting his lap, “come here and use your words for me.”

Seeing no use at conflicting with him, you simply obey and waddle towards him with shy steps, not daring to look him in the eyes.

Because his eyes, ugh, they make you so weak on the knees.

As you sit next to him hesitantly, he spreads his legs further apart, chuckling while he watches you lick your lips like a puppy waiting for its treat.

He reaches a hand to play with your messy strands, admiring their chaotic harmony with a soft hum escaping his lips.

“Good girl,” he praises as he leans closer to peck your cheeks, knowing how much that causes your heart to flutter, “now tell me, what keeps that pretty mind of yours busy tonight?”

“You,” you softly whimper, placing a hand on one of his defined thighs, gently stroking his muscles over his clothes, “you’re what keeps my mind busy tonight.”

He smiles, you’re behaving your best today, that’s unusually sweet of you. But hey, who’s he to complain?

“Do you mind sharing your thoughts with me?” He asks as he places his hand on top of yours and guides it higher on his leg, high enough to reach his crotch, “Maybe I can help, hm love?”

“Maybe you can.” You whisper and slide your hands further more, making him hiss out as you press on his bulge lightly.

He bucks his hips against your palm as he rests his head on your shoulder, letting your hot breath brush over his dry lips.

“I want to feel you.” you finally confess, leaning down to give him a kith. But he whines and pulls you in for another, for a real kiss this time — a one where he doesn’t hesitate to poke his tongue inside your mouth.

“Get on my lap then.” He orders in between breathless kisses, a hand guiding your hips to change your seat for a better and a more comfortable one.

And you don’t resist, silently following his guidance as you take your place right over the tent of his pants. A throaty groan falls from his lips once you begin to rock your hips against his clothed thickness, he feels the need to sting his nails deep into your skin to slow you down.

“Be gentle,” he says, “there’s no need for a rush, is there baby?”

You shake your head, “No, there’s not.” you respond, letting him wrap you with his strong arms to press you even more on his lap.

“That’s my good girl.”

A proud smile spreads on your face, he’s feeling generous with his praises today it seems, you think, how lucky of you.

Wanting to be little bold, you move your hands to grab on his throat, applying only a tad bit of pressure to the sides.

He curses out a low “oh fuck” at that as he throws his head back, his eyes closing slowly at the delightful friction you grant him.

Using his enjoyment to your advantage, you trail your kisses down to his jaw, then to his neck as you devour his skin with numerous lovebites, not asking for his approval first.

Normally, you’d get a punishment for that but right now, he’s just too smitten with you to care.

So, not only he doesn’t utter a word to stop you, he tilts his head even further to allow you more access on his exposed skin instead, letting everything to fit your liking tonight.

And as you take your time decorating his neck, he travels his hands from your butt to under your shirt, reaching up to tug on the clasp of your bra.

He plays with it for a short while before he saves you from it, impatient hands making a haste to fondle your clothe-free breasts right after.

Oh and to feel them in his palms like that, it is such a bliss that can not be explained with words.

And in his mind, he’s convinced that you’re created for him and him only, because you’re everything he could ask for in a person, if not more.

You’re his perfect match, and his only match, to be exact.

“Faster,” he mutters as he squeezes your flesh in his hands, “go a little bit faster for me, can you do that baby?”

Well well well, won’t you look at that? Isn’t that your chance to tease him? How kind of him to give you the opportunity so freely.

“Faster, huh?” You breathe into his mouth as you pull on his hair to lift his head up, forcing him into an eye contact, “But I thought there was no need for a rush?”

He presses his lips to hide his smile, god, what is he gonna do with you?

“There was not,” he murmures, holding onto the arm you have around his neck, “but now there is.” he says, bucking his hips up to show you the urgency of his situation.

You let out a sarcastic “ahh” as you nod, pretending to empathize with him and his growing condition under his pants.

“I see,” you hum, “so you need me to take care of you, is that it?”

You and your choice of words, ugh, it never fails to vex Minho. He knows that you know he dislikes to be in the “needy” position, because he prefers you to be the one, that’s much more suitable to his taste.

Plus, begging fits you better, way better than him.

But just as everyone else, he may make exceptions sometimes — only at the times where you look too irresistible on top of him, enough to outshine his manly pride.

“Yes,” he admits with a shy grin, “I guess I do.”

“Then say it.”

“Y/n—” he sighs, but there’s no use, it’s written in your eyes that you will accept nothing but his defeat tonight. So, he gives up before even trying to argue back, and finally allows his dıck to take over the control of his brain.

If he’s too shameless to throb for you inside his pants, he shouldn’t be too shy to admit it after all, right?

“I need you to take care of me,” he whispers, finally breaking out of his denial as he hovers his lips on yours, “immediately y/n, please.”

“As you wish, baby boy.”

With a content giggle, you press him back on the couch and enclose your lips on his needy ones. He cups your face as you begin to rock your hips on his a bit stronger, tiny whimpers escaping from his mouth to yours here and there.

Whilst you go faster and faster, he writhes under you more and more, nails digging into your scalp as he refuses to untangle his tongue from yours no matter how sloppy the kiss becomes.

His chest heaves for every time you press yourself more over his rock hard girth, and eventually, he loses his ability to think a thought besides you.

Not long after, he finds himself only useful to call for your name over and over again, begging you to not stop, begging you to let him reach his high.

Sweat drops down from his jaw to his neck as you hump him like a pillow, and it feels so good — so great to witness how he loses his sanity over something so simple.

You make him lose his sanity, without even touching him properly.

And as for your victory, you decide to grant his wish and let him reach his long awaited release. He cries out a weak “oh god” as he comes inside his boxers, with amount of leak that is enough to paint his grey sweatpants dark.

He pants against your mouth as he avoids your gaze, feeling too embarrassed to meet your eyes or utter a word.

How can he not, I mean, you’re sitting right over the dampness of his pants — the shameful proof of how he just forgot himself under your touch.

Oh how perfect, now he’s gonna be the subject of your endless mockings.

“Did you just—”

“Do not say a word.” He interrupts you as you bite your lips to hold your laughter, but fail once he lets out a snort.

His head falls onto your chest as he cackles at himself, half amused and half annoyed because he knows it very well that you will never let him forget about what just happened.

Why would you, when you’ve captured such a great chance to tease him for a lifetime?

“I can’t believe you just did that.”

“I can’t believe I just did that either.” He sighs as he looks up, “I’m gonna need a clean up, a deep clean up,” he grunts, pecking the tip of your nose, “care to help me?”

“Only if you admit liking to be taken care off.”

He clicks his tongue, giving you the “ugh you’re driving me crazy” look as he lifts you up and begins to walk.

“I like to be taken care off occasionally,” he accepts, “by you only though, happy?”

Ah, and there, that sweet taste of victory, don’t you love that? Of course you do, especially when it’s so hard to achieve with a boyfriend like Minho.

“Indeed I am,” you nod, “with you only, though.”

wait…wait… fingering felix or vice cerda while gaming mmm 😋 obv online or with friends or smth 😳 just having to play it off while cumming wowie🫠

-🍄

and Happy New Year my friend<3

happy ny to you 🍄 anon! this is such a great thought… what about having him cockwarm your strap after 🤭

🏷️ sub!felix, pegging, cockwarming

“stay still, baby. you’ll get yourself killed if you keep messing up.” 

felix curses into his headset when one of his enemies almost takes him out. it’s a close call; he’s getting sloppier and sloppier, nearly getting sniped by another player. 

you’re right. he needs to focus or he’ll lose. 

pull yourself together, lix. 

he shifts in your lap and whimpers when his next shot misses its target by a landslide. 

“lix! what are you doing?! put your head in the game mate!” 

chan’s voice rings through the headphones. one earpiece covers felix’s ear and the other is pushed back so he can hear both you and his teammates. he mumbles a shaky apology in the mic and you notice how his voice sounds oddly high-pitched. which means his friends must hear it too. perfect. 

“concentrate.” you press a kiss on his nape. his fuzzy hoodie tickles your nose. “you don’t want them to find out what’s really going on, do you?” 

felix shakes his head. he’d been the one who’d insisted on this: begged for more than the gentle pressure of your fingers inside his tight hole. and you’d obliged. with only one drawback: he has to finish this round first. 

and win. 

for the past twenty minutes felix has been sitting in your lap with your strap snugly fitted between his walls. every movement, not matter how small, has the curved head pressing against his sensitive prostate.

it’s torture. felix wants nothing more than to lift his hips and fuck himself on the silicon dildo but all he can do is sit as still as possible and keep his eyes fixed on the screen. he can’t afford any missteps now. not when he’s risking losing more than just this stupid game. 

watching your boyfriend struggle to keep himself from mindlessly grinding down onto your lap fills you with amusement. he looks so pretty like this: all flushed and agitated like he might lose his composure soon. his bottom lip is stuck between his teeth to stop himself from revealing his plight to his friends. every muscle in his body screams out in desperation; from his tense shoulders to his leaking cock twitching in your hand. there’s so much precum it dribbles down your fingers. at this point he may be wetter than you are and you’re surprised he’s been able to stay this still. just like him you hope the round doesn’t last much longer. you can’t wait to see the outcome. 

“i think you want them to hear you,” you whisper for his ears only. “want your friends to know you can’t wait to get fucked. what if i tell them i’m going to bend you over this desk if you win, hm? fuck your needy hole until you’re begging me to stop because it feels too good?”

felix can’t prevent the sudden moan leaving his lips. fuck, you know him too well. his ears burn at the idea of chan and jisung listening to him getting ruined and reduced to a sniffling mess. 

he can’t help but wonder how his friends would react. would they cut off the audio and never bring it up again, too flustered about having overheard something so salacious? or would they enjoy it… their pants tightening as they picture themselves in felix’s position. or (and the next thought is almost enough to make him blow on the spot), in yours. 

chan’s fat cock drilling into him while jisung holds felix down until he can feel his best friend’s cum drip down his ass—

shit. he has to stop and fucking focus for once.

felix knows you’re loving every minute of this. it’s evident in the way you chuckle when he fidgets in your lap. you’re thriving off his distress and it only makes his cock ache more. you keep whispering filthy words into his ear, seemingly unconcerned about anyone else who could be hearing them. 

would you want them to overhear? fuck, he can’t go there, not now—

felix has no idea how he makes it through the next ten minutes, but as soon as the victory screen pops up he disconnects from the voice channel with only a short, clipped “bye!” to his teammates. his hands are shaking as he tries to catch his breath. he won. 

“congratulations, pup,” your voice is sweet like honey and his heart beats impossibly faster when you take off his headphones and grab hold of his stuttering hips. “you deserve your reward.”

Baby WELCOME HOME you're so good

I have a request but if you don't like it please feel free to refuse it 🙏

All bratty switchy pretty han and felix + fem reader

Got their dirty mouths you know

Whatever on your mind about the for real I'll it eat up

OH MY GOD THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST 😭 my mind has literally been empty

MDNI 18+ || SMUT

warnings: profanity use, hair pulling, switch!reader leaning towards dom in this fic, brat taming, poly, switch!han, sub!felix, f!reader

a/n: IM SORRY ANON i just did sub!lix 😭 i cant come up with any ideas for switch lix /IM SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG 😭😭

The loud sound of a door slamming resonated through the bedroom, causing the poor boy laying on the bed to jump towards the nearby couch, startled by the sudden commotion. felix, who had been scrolling peacefully on his phone moments ago, watched as you barged into the room, han's wrist in your tight grasp. a shit-eating smirk donned han's face, raising the temperature of your already boiling blood.

a shiver ran through felix as he looked at you, your eyes piercing him with ice that seemed to increasingly solidify with each passing second.

well, whose fault was it that your two boyfriends decided to be a big fucking bitch on your one day off? the one day you could finally get some rest and watch some shows was disturbed by the infuriating boys, whether it was waking you up incredibly early pestering you for attention, clinging to you while you tried to cook a nice lunch, or teasingly moaning into your ear as you were gaming. when han had jokingly made a comment about how cold you were being today after felix left the room, your last string snapped.

you pushed han on the bed, mattress sinking under the pressure of both your weights. within a second, you felt hands around your waist, and suddenly your earlier position was now taken by the boy who was just under you a few moments ago. still in a stunned state, you felt his lips come in contact with your neck, sucking and biting.

a particularly harsh sting on your collarbone snapped you out of your daze, whipping han's body around. His eyes glared at your matching pair, silently battling for control. felix watched from the corner, nervously gulping when he came to the realization that you would be harsher with him, because he had took the initiative and definitely badgered you more than han.

as if reading his mind, your eyes slowly traveled to felix. the boy looked hurriedly, irritating you further. "baby," you cooed, honey dripping from your voice, "where did all that confidence from earlier go?" No reply. he swallowed, the slight movement of his adam's apple evident.

you glowered at han, then advanced towards felix, but not without sucking a mark into han's neck. the unexpected action caused the boy to let out a sharp gasp, body jolting. his mouth parted, as if to say something to your retreating figure, but rolled his eyes at you instead as you turned back to scowl at him. "I knew you don't have what it takes," he mockingly called out after you. Oh you would kill him for that later, but right now you needed to deal with your other boyfriend.

focusing your attention on felix, you could plainly see his growing erection. "i didn't even do anything yet," you raise an eyebrow. The flustered boy in front of you let out a series of stutters, trying to cover himself up, shying away from your gaze when he grasped the fact that he couldn't.

He seemed to regain some of his brattish personality, cocking his head to the side to look at you, "sure, but no one touched you either," he stated casually, eyeing your slightly stained shorts. A bitter laugh escaped your lips, before narrowing your eyes at him. Fingers abruptly flew to his soft blue locks, tugging back on them. his head fell back, landing on your shoulder. a soft moan flew out his pretty lips, music to anyone's ears. not that they could ever hear him making that sound.

releasing his now-messy hair, you led him to the bed, sharing kisses along the way. your lips trailed down his neck, marking your way further down.

a whine coming from beside you halted your actions, as you glanced to the side to see a pouty han, dissatisfaction plainly displayed on his face. "didn't he already get enough attention?" he grumbled, looking over at a dazed felix. han stared at you, deep chocolaty eyes blown wide with lust, and slightly wet hair from showering earlier curled a bit at the ends. you ignored him, setting your focus back on felix, hoping that han didn't notice the effect he had just made on you.

as your lips trailed down to felix's abdomen, the feeling of your undergarments being discarded caused you to swiftly whip your head around to stare at the boy responsible for it. "what?" han snickered, "i'm just helping."

he began making advances to strip, yelping as you stopped him with a harsh pull. He was now closer to you and felix, close enough for you to touch both of them. the feeling of felix rubbing against you snapped you out of your hazy state as you laid a hand down firmly on his toned body, pressing him down enough to stop his movements. a loud whine came from below you, and you looked down to see felix gazing at you, doe eyes wide. "move already," he complained, once again attempting to rut his hips up. lips tugging into a frown, dissatisfaction was clearly displayed on your face. your hips for started to roll, dragging a deep groan out from felix. "keep being a bitch and i'll stop moving," you scoffed. you wouldn't. "i won't!" the response was instantaneous, "i'll be good!" Once you got the response you wanted to hear, your eyes met han's, silently clashing for power. soft lips suddenly met yours, catching you off guard. your hand shot up, coming in contact with his jaw. startled, han's lips parted, allowing you to slide your tongue in.

BYE IM SORRY I HAVE TO CUT THIS OFF BUT LESS THAN A WEEK INTO THIS BLOG AND I ALREADY GOT WRITERS BLOCK😭 ill finish it in the future maybe? shjdsbs id just feel bad if i never answered this requesf so have this for now 🫶🫶

𝐓𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐘𝐨𝐮

Pairing ~ Sub Seungmin X Soft Dom Reader (afab) Genre ~ Smut, Fluff (a bit) !!smut warnings!! cunilingus, oral fixation, hand kink, dom reader, sub seungmin Word Count ~ 1,752 Author’s Note ~ I am so sorry to the requester for this taking so long! I hope it's worth the while, and what you wanted. Have a good day, babes <3 Requested ~ Yes! Support me by buying me a coffee here ☕️ !

Seungmin finally got to your apartment after a long, long day. He woke up super early and couldn’t get back to sleep, then he had to go to the studio and work on choreography for the next comeback as well as sing for the tracks. He was beyond exhausted even if it was just another ordinary day for him. 

As he walked into your place, he closed the door behind him and saw you relaxing on the couch. He walked over and flopped onto the couch next to you. He slightly crawled towards you, resting his head on your lap. You smiled, putting your phone down, and running your hands through his hair as he snuggled closer.

“Hi, baby, you just wanna relax right now?” You asked softly. He nodded his head in your lap, continuing to lead closer into your touch. “Alright, I’ll help you.” You moved your hands from his hair and danced them around his side before bringing it up to his throat, squeezing the slightest bit causing a moan from him. Your hands always, always got him going. From any sort of touch, especially around his bare skin. He grabbed your wrist softly, enjoying the sensation. You let go, allowing him to breathe normally again, before moving your fingers towards his mouth. 

He opened his mouth obediently, and you pushed your middle and index finger into his mouth. His plump lips and wet mouth felt so comforting around you. So warm and inviting the way he so desperately and excitedly sucked on your fingers. It made you feel safe, in control, and it made him feel small and submissive. The roles you both loved.

There’s nothing he loved more than having his mouth around you and seeing your hands playing with him or anything. He loved seeing you use your hands for anything because all he could think about was the way they made him feel. 

You pushed you fingers further into his mouth causing him to moan and push his head back taking them in. His tongue glided through your fingers, licking them, sucking on them happily, relaxing gently into your lap. You smiled at how content he was feeling, and how comfortable he was in your lap, the smallest task making him feel calmed.

“Hey, baby,” You called for him. “Hm?” He looked at you, his mouth still full of his fingers. He looked so cute, small and staring at you with glazed eyes. You removed your fingers out of his mouth, causing him to frown. “Knees, puppy, get on your knees.” You told him sternly. Seungmin obeyed, rushing to fall to his knees in front of you, looking as perfect as ever as he stared at you with intent waiting for your next command. You took your hand, the one he sucked on, and waved it in front of his face. He followed it as it moved side to side like a pendulum. “Such a good puppy.” You said as you moved the hand to grip his chin. 

His saliva coated his chin and made him wet, making him a mess of his own desperation. While he was trapped between your thighs, you entered your fingers back into his mouth, more sloppily this time. He happily sucked on your fingers like it was his only job in life.

“Good, puppy, doing so well for me. Do you like having my fingers in that pretty mouth of yours?” He nodded his head, mouth still stuffed full with his favorite thing: your hand.

Once again, you removed your fingers from his mouth and smeared it all over his face before pushing him away from you slightly. He watched you stand up in front of him, looking down into his eyes asserting dominance as you lowered your pants and underwear. He stayed lovingly at your body, your bare skin putting him in a trance as he began to stare at your clit. It was wet, pulsing, inviting. You sat down slowly, Seungmin staring deeply at your core wanting nothing more than to suck and lick your clit until the end of his days. 

But he doesn’t move. Seungmin knows better than to touch you without permission. “Oh, puppy, being so good. Take your shirt off.” You said darkly, eyes staring him down while he quickly removed his shirt, not wanting to make you wait. 

Now his torso was exposed, his shoulders tense in anticipation, his chest visibly showing his deep breaths. He looked so damn hot with this sight, being kneeled in front of you like a perfect obedient boy. Your perfect, obedient boy. 

You took your hands and moved them to his shoulders. He watched them, his cock twitching at the sight of your hands coming to touch him. He felt himself shudder when your hands made contact with his naked shoulders, eyes closing as he felt himself relax from the tense build up in his bones. Seungmin felt like he could cum undone with zero friction just from the sensation of your fingers tracing his skin and the sight of wanting pussy. He’s never wanted anything so badly. 

“Be a good pup, and eat me out, yeah?” You smirk at him as he beans at your words. “T-thank you!” He squeaks out. He dove into your thighs, going straight for your entrance, but you closed your thighs tightly around his face, stopping him from further movement. “How selfish of you to just go for it rather than pleasure me beforehand.” Seungmin felt awful, face falling immediately because he upset you. You noticed this and quickly fixed his emotions. “It’s okay, baby, I’m not mad. Go ahead and continue. But remember, I want to be pleasured, not used.” You moved your thighs, releasing him from the fleshy prison - of heaven as he saw it, Seungmin loved your thighs - and he nodded his head. 

He moved to turn his full lips towards the insides of your thighs, kissing them softly before sucking on them harshly, leaving the darkest, deepest purple marks along your skin. He couldn’t stop himself, he was so lost in the pleasure that he felt, and your moans only encouraged him as he moved towards your dripping cunt. 

Seungmin came face to face with your entrance, lost in a daze with how turned on he was and how ready he was to taste you. You looked down at him with soft eyes, you met them, and you nodded your head to single it was okay to continue. He immediately went towards you like he was on a mission, and he was, to make you cum.

As his wet tongue made contact with you, you shivered at the sensation. It felt so soothing having him explore you. His tongue dipped in and out of your hole while he moved his face to suck on your clit. You moaned loudly as he continued to devour you. You were so glad to have a man obsessed with eating you out because he fantastic at it. His oral fixation had him trained to do this best: lick, suck, and eat you out the perfect way. Seungmin was lost in bliss, happy to taste you and feel you in his mouth. His favorite time was this, kneeling between your legs, trapped between your thighs as he continued to pleasure you with his perfect mouth.

As a vocalist, Seungmin cherished his throat and mouth, and he used his skills for good when it came to eating you out. Actually he might’ve learned a thing or two from his learned vocal techniques that make you feel like you’re on cloud nine.

You may be the dominate one, but it’s almost like he has full power over you while he’s below you, pleasuring you, giving you everything you need and want.

But no matter what, he will always submit to you, he’ll always treat you so well and you the same. All he asks is to use you and please you with his mouth, but you’ll always give him so much more.

You felt yourself ready to climax, ready to collapse in his mouth at any minute. His mouth started to become too much. You took your hands that held you to the couch and placed them in front of his face. He stared, stuck, lost, stopped his actions too focused on your hands. You noticed, upset with his abrupt stop, and took one of your hands and used them o tease in front of his face. His eyes followed them. But he almost fell back when you suddenly held his nose in your hand, cutting off an airway for him to breathe while lowering yourself a bit to make yourself more clear.

“Did I say stop, puppy?” You asked, a deeper tone leaving your voice.

“N-no.”

“Be a good boy and keep going.”

He obeyed, quickly diving back in as your hand stayed. He couldn’t breathe for a moment, suffocated by your hand and pussy, but he knew better than to complain. He enjoyed this throughly, being held by your hands and sucking on you. His favorite thing.

You came back to your high quickly, Seungmin sucked more intensely to make up for his pause, and you felt yourself ready to come undone all over his face. You moved your hand from his nose and grabbed onto his head with both hands, grasping onto his hair from the roots. He moaned, eyes rolling back into his head, almost pulling away from your clit as he felt himself tense at the graphic scene in front of him.

You held him close, he continued to slip his tongue in and out as you moaned from your high, feeling fucked out from Seungmin eating you so nicely. As you came down from the intense lust filled face fucking scene, you held Seungmin there for a moment before allowing him to pull away from your pussy.

He stared at it, the dripping mess left there from your juices mixed with his spit. It was a masterpiece to him, seeing someone he loved so much fucked out from his own tongue. It made him feel proud, happy, adored. You looked at him, and he looked back at you. 

“You’re such a good boy, Minnie. Thank you.” You moved your hand to hold his cheek, and he happily fell into it with a smile, staying there and closing his eyes as he finally felt relaxed from the shit day he had.

“Thank you for having me.” 

warnings ; it’s like top x top with bottom changbin energy if that makes sense?? gn reader, face slapping, choking

notes ; here’s a lil something cause your girl is sick and has time for herself!! enjoy ❤️

Your boyfriend was so pretty under you like this, laying on the bed with your body straddling him.

Helpless, pleading, and sweating.

His body was slightly shaking from all the pleasure you put him through. His drawn abs were tight and his two hands were groping your thighs. His breath was gasping and it wasn’t just because he was reaching his limits, oh no, it surely was because your hand was circling his throat, pressing his jugular until his head was a light red, his eyes shutting slowly while his plump pink lips couldn’t hold back a lazy smile.

Changbin was absolutely gorgeous.

You can feel his hard cock against your grinding ass, silently asking you to do something to relieve him. His hips twitched, his dick rubbing on your soft skin. You don’t let him catch his breath back that you give one of his pretty cheeks a slap.

“I don’t think you’re allowed to move without my permission, am I wrong ?”

He bites his lips slowly and you can see that he’s trying his best not to move, but he was a brat.

Another slap on his face and he opened his mouth with a loud moan, sticking out his tongue for you to spit on it.

“Such a good boy for me. I need you to say what you want, now.”

You always loved Changbin’s eyes. Dark, expressive with this light that only the both of you can understand. Swallowing your spit without complaining, you can clearly see that tonight he’s here to play with your nerves.

“I need my slut to fuck me dumb.”

Yeah, Changbin was a brat. And a tough one.

today my mind is full of thoughts surrounding stray kids + free use (18+)

warnings: free use (don’t read if you’re uncomfortable!) mentions of somnophilia, oral, moresomes

i feel like there are several members that would go totally feral once you let them know that you want to be treated like their personal toy and give them permission to use you anytime

at first glance felix doesn’t seem like the type to be into a dynamic like this to me. but once he tries it he realizes there’s something so addicting, so rewarding about you letting him fuck you just for his own pleasure without having to focus on lasting long or making you cum. just allowing himself to bask in the pleasure that no other toy can give him. side eyeing my chanlix threesome draft bc this will definitely be a part of that ***update: i finished this draft, you can find it here

maybe changbin making a habit out of absentmindedly fucking your mouth while he watches tv, his eyes solely trained on the screen in front of him while he holds your head in place and slowly rolls his hips. we know he’s bad at multitasking, so he would barely even register the way you’re struggling to take him, blending out your gags and gasps when you come up for air. he doesn’t mind or even notice the way you’re drooling all over his boxers, too focused on keeping up with the plot of his favorite show before the pleasure gets too much and he diverts all his attention to fucking your throat to completion.

or jisung calling you over when he’s too exhausted from practice but still so horny for you, making you ride him hard and fast until he can’t cum anymore and you’re dripping with his release.

what about 3racha taking you to the studio with them, having you take turns cockwarming them while they work and taking out their stress on you when they need a break. side eyeing my 3racha foursome draft

i can see hyunjin wanting to take you to schedules with him, pulling you into the bathroom when he gets too high strung and using your holes to calm himself down

seungmin asking you to wear skirts at home and making a habit out of bending you over at the most inconvenient times. you’re cooking? dinner will have to wait. you’re on the phone? better hang up before you embarrass yourself. however seungmin does prefer it when you stay on the call, trying and failing to suppress your whimpers - it makes him think about how much the person on the other line probably wishes to be in his place, having access to use you to his hearts content whenever he wants. seungmin likes showing you off. he might even invite some friends over to play with you too. side eyeing my 00’line free use draft ***update: i finished this draft, you can find it here

what about jeongin waking up with morning wood and guiding your hand into his boxers first thing in the morning, telling you exactly how to touch him until you’re awake enough to sit on his dick.

i feel like leeknow would purposely not let you cum when he fucked you, just to make sure you would still be wet and needy for him when he wanted to use you next.

i think chan would love free use and thinking about the fact that you were waiting for him at home would turn him on more than he’d like to admit. whenever chan knows he’s going to be working late, he makes you wear a plug to bed. when he comes home after a long day, already hard from this exact moment running through his mind all day, the slight stretch from the plug and the residual lube dripping from your hole is enough to ensure he won’t hurt you. if you start stirring in your sleep, chan would be quick to calm you down to have you go pliant and let him use you just the way he needs it. “shhh, go back to sleep, baby. this will only take a minute.”

feel free to send me your own headcanons

♡ You Tell Stray Kids You Hate Your Stretch Marks... ♡

♡ This is a request from another anon that I'm excited as always to write! ♡

Pairing: ot8!boyfriend!skz x plus size!fem!reader

Genre: sorta fluffy, sorta smutty

Warnings: i love to cuss my ass off, mentions of fingering, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected sex, spanking, jeongin being a lil bitey

♡ Bang Chan ♡

Pulls you down onto his lap when you try to flee the scene after saying it because you aren't getting away that easily

Asks you more about your feelings and listens patiently while you answer

Waits until you're done to tell you how painfully untrue your negative thoughts are

Thinks your stretch marks are beautiful and slips your dress up to kiss every single one of them, tongue and all

Gets so caught up in how hot it is tasting you on his tongue that he's too horny function and ends up fucking you in his lap

♡ Lee Know ♡

Thinks you're super smart but can't believe you'd say something so stupid right now

Catches you off guard by throwing you over his knee and spanking you for talking about his girlfriend like that

Makes you promise never to speak of yourself that way again

Spanks you playfully at first but gets more sensual, massaging your soft ass

Fingers you in this position until you're coming, dripping down his fingers, too out of it to even think about your insecurities

♡ Jisung ♡

Follows you around the apartment for the rest of the night telling you how pretty you are

Begs you to put on the cute little tube top and shorts he thinks you look so good in

Can't keep his hands and lips off of you once you do. Even when you're busy cooking dinner

Wraps his arms around you, playing with that adorably squishy part of your belly

Pulls your shorts to the side to fuck you from behind, leaving the food to basically cook itself

♡ Binnie ♡

Shows you all of the pictures he has of you in his phone to make sure you're talking about the right person

Drags you to the bathroom to look at yourself in the mirror

Proceeds to list his favorite parts of you (all of them) while caressing your curves

Lifts you onto the sink to give you a kiss only to get carried away, ripping your clothes off to grab every part of you that he can

Makes you come on every possible surface he can lift your cute ass onto in the bathroom

♡ Seungmin ♡

Pretends he didn't hear you the first time so that you have to repeat yourself

Talks over you when you do, telling you that you're wrong only to apologize and do it again

Convinces you to come on a late-night ride with him to get ice cream to cheer you up

Nearly crashes the car getting distracted by kissing you

Eats you out in the backseat of his car but wants you to keep trying to eat your ice cream because he's a menace

♡ Hyunjin ♡

Asks you to go into more detail about your feelings but only if you want to

Disappears into his art room and comes out a few minutes later with an arm full of paint bottles

Gets you to agree to let him paint you to show you how beautiful you are

Doesn't let you know until he's all set up that he grabbed body paint. The canvas is your body and he is the brush

Couldn't give a shit if the paint is edible or not. He plans to fill you up and lick everything that comes out

♡ Felix ♡

He’s sincerely concerned that someone he loves so much feels this way about herself

Immediately wants to know if there’s anything he can do to make sure you know that you’re beautiful all of the time 

Runs you a bubble bath with candles around it and hops in with you to take your mind off of things

Cancels his plans for tomorrow so that he can stay up late tonight cuddling you in bed watching a movie

Doesn't watch it because he’s more interested in folding you up like a pretzel to let you feel how deep his admiration (and, honestly, his dick) can go

♡ I.N ♡

Honestly doesn’t get how you can’t see how gorgeous you are. He finds your chubby body sexy and never thought twice about your stretch marks

He struggles a little bit to express his emotions but overcomes it to be there for you

Gives you a few seconds to sit there and sulk before he’s nibbling on your arm, whining for you to snap out of it

After you ignore him, he chooses violence, tickling you and nibbling on you until you’ve laughed so hard your stomach hurts

Once you’re exhausted and out of breath he seizes the opportunity to lick you all over while fingering your warm, wet slit

It wasn’t easy to convince him to agree to this. In fact, you’re not sure if this is what he really wants or if he gave in just to get you to stop bringing it up every time you have sex.

SMUT — MINORS DNI

Even if that’s the case, how could you complain when he looks so pretty in the dimmed lights of the bedroom. Chest flushed, bottom lip between his teeth as he exhaled a shaky breath. His eyes aren’t on you, but on the toy around your waist. The one that’s diving deeper inside him, moving at an agonizing slow pace.

You giggle, reaching out to stroke his jaw. When your fingertips brush his chin, Minho looks up at you. Big, pretty eyes. Helplessness fills every corner of his gaze though he tries to hide it.

Maybe he didn’t really want it at first. But now, there’s no doubt he’ll be begging you for this again.

“Aw, what’s wrong, pretty?” You tease, a thumb on his bottom lip pulling down. Releasing it from his bite. The skin is punctured, dark red blood pearling on the sensitive surface. With your digit, you spread it across the expanse of the lip. Painting blood like lipstick. “Too much?”

Minho whimpers, shaking his head quickly. “N-no.”

“Not enough?”

Ah, that brings a nod from him. His hands come to your hips, nailing digging into the leather strap as he tries to bring you in closer. To have the thick dildo fill more of him up. The one he fought so hard against.

Your hand moves quickly from his chin, finding grip on his dark hard and yanking. Hard. Minho cries out, his cock twitching on his abs from the pain.

“Impatient.” You click your tongue, retracting your hips back. The toy slides until only the tip is inside of him. Nothing compared to what he so desperately needs. “Don’t be such a slut, or you won’t get my cock at all.”

You can see it. The fire hasn’t burned out in his eyes — a piece of him is still angry. That you would speak to him like this, that you would overpower him. That you would demean him by showing him how much he enjoys being pegged by you.

It’s cute. You like watching him suffer.

“Say sorry.” You coo, a cold hand wrapping around his cock. Minho shutters, the feeling of finally being touched enough to make him moan. Loud, deep.

“‘M sorry.” He gives in quickly his time, hands falling from your hips to show he means it. “I’m sorry, j-just please don’t stop touching me—“

“Oh? You like this?” Giving his cock one harsh, rough tug, Minho is verging on tears. It feels so good — your hands, the dildo. God, it’s all so good.

“So much.” He’s whining. You’ve never heard him make a sound like that before. Where’s all that dominance he brags about? Where’s the asshole who you can't stand outside the bedroom, the one who said he’d never kneel for anyone — especially you?

He’s the one begging beneath you so beautifully. It’s so nice to bring the untouchable down.

Humming, you roll your hips. Pushing the strap on deeper inside him. Slowly, the pace agony for him. You move until you’re so close to his spot that it brings tears to his eyes. Right there, you just need to move a little more—

“Do you want to cum?” You ask, rubbing a thumb up and down the vein of his cock.

Minho doesn’t hesitate, nodding quickly. “P-please?”

You lean in until your chest is against his, hand still firmly gripping his cock. Lips hovering above his, the blood staining them a pretty scarlet color. His breath is fanning over your face. Waiting. For your lips to meet, for you to pull out. For anything.

“Anything for you, angel.”

Your hips buck, pushing the toy so deep inside so quickly that Minho cries out against your lips. Pushing yourself back up, you grab a hold of his hips as you set a brutal pace.

He’s pinned the bed, legs spread wide and head thrown back against the pillow. His body is like a sculpture, handcrafted just for you. Yours to please, yours to fuck. Whatever you want to do to Minho.

And now, all you want to do to him is make him shatter. Break the marble into sharp pieces. Destroy the beauty. Leave him as nothing, as he always does with you.

“Is this what you fucking wanted?” You almost have to shout to be heard over his cries. “Hm? To be fucked like a little bitch?”

It’s like all Minho can do is cry. His hands gripping the sheets, head rolled back as he releases the prettiest sounds that you feel deserve an audience.

“Fuck.” He curses. “B-baby, please—“

Oh, the begging is too much. You can’t stop giggling, your whole body on fire from how pathetic he’s acting. “You’re so cute when you cry.” Grabbing his cock again, you start to pump with the beat of your hips. “Let’s see how pretty you are when you cum.”

What a delight it is to have his cock in your hands, the cum running down your wrist. There’s so much of it; puddling on his stomach, rolling down to the sheets. Everywhere.

When he’s finished, you grab his face again. Hold it still as you push your cum covered fingers in his mouth, making him gag on it. Forcing him to lick them clean.

“Good bitch.” You say so sweetly, grinning so evilly down at him.

To your surprise, the fire has died in his eyes. Replaced with awe, a slow smile spreading across his face. You’ve broken the unbreakable, putting the pieces back together in a way that compliments you better.

Though, it’s hard to extinguish a fire like Minho’s.

Starting from just a 'normal sleepover' turns into 'spicy night' as they get too comfortable while cuddling each other (Seungmin)

kim seungmin x fem!reader ...

minors do not interact

"your dick is hard." you spoke up , eyes on the movie in front of you. "well of course it is , you're wearing short that show half of your ass , and you've moving against me for an hour , i'd be worried if wasn't."

normally your weekly movie nights with your bestfriend never ended with cuddling , but you were just feeling a little needier than usual , so he cuddled into your body , watching the movie you picked. as the movie reach the point where it was getting boring , you began to get restless , moving around trying to get comfortable. "stop fucking moving , before i cum in my pants."

you smirked decided to test it out , moving your hips , he growled , gripping your hips. "i fucking warned you." he squeezed your ass , you yelped. "that fucking hurts." he shrugged , you felt him moving , pushing his pants down , free his cock. "stop whining."

he pulled your panties to the side , sliding his cock into your hole. "fuck you're so tight." he grunted , thrusting in and out of your hole. "you always get this wet for your bestfriend?" you wanted to smack the cockiness out of him. "just fuck me."

he lifted your leg up , fucking into you faster , the bed shaking. "fu-fuck seungmin , so good." you moaned. "fuck your cunt is so fuck wet , you're making such a mess." he moaned in your ear.

you shouldn't be doing this with him , your bestfriend , but it felt so right , your cunt felt heavenly around his cock , like you were made for him. "fuck im gonna cum inside you if you keep clenching around me." that made you clench harder. "minnie , im gonna cum."

he reached around , lifting your shirt up , toying and pinching your nipples. "fu-fuck , go a head and cum , so i can fill you up." he moaned , fucking into you harder. "fuck , cum now!"

you've never came as hard with another guy , than you did with your bestfriend. "shit , shit im gonna fucking cum inside your cunt." he cursed , band snapping in his stomach , cum shooting from his cock into your cunt. "oh fuck."

both of you sat there , out of breath and sweaty , the movie still playing "fuck did we just make a mistake." you began to worry that you just ruined your friendship.

"you're quite literally warming my cock right now , and if i planned on just fucking you , i wouldn't still be here watching this terrible movie." you let out tsk , rolling your eyes. "i was just asking." he kissed your shoulders softly.

"i'll take you out on a date tomorrow."

©️LUVYENI

Currently having sub jisung brain rot , also thinking about how he’d literally tower over me . I wish more men like him existed 😞😞

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sub!jisung is so cute and the way working out has made him a little broader and his arms a little stronger just makes him more adorable in my opinion. just imagine jisung who’s been whining about wanting to be on top next time because he wants to show off his strength and stamina, he wants to take care of you. you can’t deny that having jisung looming over you is turning you on when you let him fuck you in the missionary position. you cup his warm cheeks in your hands, the way his brows furrow and a shaky moan leaves his open mouth with every jerky thrust making you coo at him. “my baby’s gotten so big, but he still fucks like a virgin,” you muse just to see the way the delicious embarrassment makes jisung’s eyes glaze over as he renews his effort to prove he can be good.