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thinking about how there isn't enough on virgin!minho

like things get a little handsy and then you learn how sensitive he is... idk i just love subby whiny min but i haven't seen any inexperienced/virgin minho around :/

Made of Glass

pairing: lee minho x reader

warnings: dom afab reader (no pronouns are mentioned, reader does have a hole but i don't think anything else - besides minho referring to the reader as a goddess once), sub virgin minho, lots of build-up, little bit of a handjob, grinding on his bare dick, penetrative sex ( r receiving, haven't written it in a long time so don't get mad if it's shit😻), fluffy build up (they're in love your honour), he says he hates you a lot (but he doesn't mean it cause we love subby tsundere boys)

word count: erm...about 4.6k

-- MINORS BEGONE --

Minho wasn't ashamed of the fact that he was a virgin.

Untouched and "pure", undirtied by the hands of another some might even say. Specifically you, teasing him with light kisses and gentle touches.

And sure, he'd gotten to 2nd base in a high school relationship and older drunken mishaps but never anything more. Never as so far as to...feel certain things from another person.

Or from himself for that matter.

But no, wasn't ashamed that he was a virgin but he was maybe, perhaps, just a little bit embarrassed.

And he had absolutely zero idea how to breach the topic with you much less approach it.

You, who knew he was a virgin. Always so patient and careful with him.

Obviously, it should be expected that in the heat of the moment you stop when he freezes up or slows when he tenses up. But none of his previous partners had ever treated him so nicely, without getting angry or miffed off after at the very least.

They hadn't kissed his cheeks gently with a smile and conceded into a cuddle after it happened several times. They hadn't wrapped him up in their arms and turned on a movie, or delicately asked to talk about it after the fact.

You did though.

With no questions and no pressuring and no guilt-tripping. No anger.

He loved it. He loved you...as long as that had taken for him to come to terms with, with you and with himself.

He loved you.

And he was ready.

To...to, yeah.

And what better way than to just come out and say it? But that's embarrassing.

"I think I wanna...you know."

"Darling, sorry, can you speak up?" You looked up at him, yawning and setting your phone down on the coffee table.

He flushed and turned away, "um..." and he could feel every ounce of confidence in his body drain out of him like that.

Under your eyes, like this, you so attentive to listen to him. So nice, giving him your whole attention like he was the only thing that mattered.

You patted the couch next to you and he had no choice to sit down, falling into your arms like he was the missing piece to your puzzle.

He was quick to nuzzle his face into your throat, hiding against you. You just made him so nervous. Why did you make him so nervous still? After dating for this long, you shouldn't make him feel this way still.

Fluttery and gooey and nervous.

He'd say he hated it. The way you made his heart flutter...as sappy and love-drunk as that sounded.

He'd say he hated it when your hand cupped his cheek, turning him back to you. But he didn't hate it. Not one bit.

"I love you."

A grin split across your face, lighting up in that way you always did when he said those three words. No matter how many times he's said it, it would still drive you crazy like it was the first.

You giggled and kissed the tip of his nose gently. "Say it again for me darling? Just one more time, please?"

Now you were teasing him. But you couldn't help it. You loved teasing him so much. Loved fluttering kisses over his face and hearing him say those words again and again and again.

You didn't think you could ever get sick of it.

"Fuck you," He groaned but his tone with filled with anything but malice, making you laugh; letting him bury his head into your neck. "Fuck you for being so..."

"So what?" You challenged. "Hmm?"

His voice was muffled against your skin, barely legible, "So...insufferable." But he must like suffering then. "And intolerable." And he must have built up some tolerability, maybe because he was around you so much, indulging in you far too often.

You pulled his body against yours, leaning back to slot his body onto yours.

He was too eager to follow your lead.

To let himself be maneuvered so his hips were pressed against yours and your chest was aligned with his, so softly you moved him, so carefully you treated him.

He could feel your heart beating in time with his, fluttering and quick. He loved the feeling like he loved everything about you.

Fuck you for making him feel like this.

For the butterflies in his stomach. And the flush on his cheeks. And the hard-on between you and him, wishing desperately you wouldn't notice.

But of course you would.

You pulled his face from your neck, hands holding either side of his face, keeping him in place - like he'd want to be anywhere else.

"So I'm insufferable and you're...what?" Your lips pouted and he felt the overwhelming need to kiss them. To kiss you. Hard and fast and the way he needed.

He pretended to think but was only sidetracked by the feeling of your thumbs brushing over his cheekbones, tracing his lips and following down to his jawline.

"Mmm, I'm...handsome. And, uh," he let out an embarrassing breathy sigh when you lean in, kissing the corner of his mouth so softly he wouldn't be sure it was there if he hadn't watched you.

"And...?" You prompted, smiling coyly. You knew the effect you had on him.

You peppered kisses over his face, following where you'd touched him with your fingers seconds before. You nipped at his cheek and pulled away before he could properly reply.

"...pretty?" Though the words came out more as a question than anything else. "I mean-"

A giggle escaped your lips, "Hell yeah you are," you brush your nose against his, looking at him in a way so scarily intimate he has to look away first.

"Pretty..." you mutter, sighing. "Y'know, I think I can accept being insufferable and intolerable if you can accept being pretty," you whisper, guiding him back to you with a delicate kiss, finally to his lips. "And handsome," you murmur, smiling against him as he deepens the kiss, hands grasping at the fabric of your shirt.

You pull away with a small teasing smirk, "And beautiful, and gorgeous, and stunnin-mmph!"

His hands fist the fabric, pulling you in before you can continue with your stupid rant. Before you can focus on the way his heart pounds when you add on another praise.

You hum and recede into the motion, allowing him to push his tongue into your mouth, sloppyily, in the way oddly reminiscent of the way horny teenagers kiss.

In a matter of seconds he's turned the kiss from sweet to something not-so-sweet.

Exactly what he wanted, and maybe he wouldn't even need to suffer through the awkwardness of asking.

Everything he put in was returned by you in the tenfold, one hand moving from his cheek to the nape of his neck, the effects making you laugh against his lips. His form shivering into yours, full-bodied and obvious.

"Sensitive?" You pulled away, with a breath, mouth curling up. "It's okay, it's cute-mmph!"

He crashed his lips against yours again, effectively cutting off your words and your thoughts. Even if you continued to play with the nape of his neck, fingers teasing over the spot. The feeling only made him more and more desperate.

But if he was needy, you were nothing but eager to reply, deepening the kiss like you were trying to consume him whole.

"Darling," you mutter, too soft. "Minnie," you groan, holding him to you gently.

But you were too soft, too gentle.

He wanted more, he wanted you.

Unrestrained, doing what you wanted for once, using him like you wanted. Because he wanted it.

Wanted to not be treated like he was a piece of glass, in danger of breaking every moment. He loved how carefully you treated him but now he wanted to be treated rough, he needed to be treated rough.

But he didn't want to say it.

Slowly, he pressed his hips against yours, shuddering at the fizzle of friction sending sparks through his nerves.

"Minho," you sighed, nails scratching against his scalp making him whine. "Darling," with a particularly harsh nip to his lips, almost hard enough to break the skin - that was what he wanted.

A whimper built up in his throat only to be swallowed down. He wasn't that desperate yet. Even if every one of his movements seemed to argue otherwise, finding a clumsy rhythm in grinding against you, replicating and intensifying those sparks.

Building them up to what he hoped was more.

Even if the motions were clumsy and new. Curious but wanting all the same, the way he moved was raw, exploring and ruining. It made his head spin and everything else go foggy.

You dragged your mouth away from his, tugging his head up by his hair to lick your way down his neck.

A lick and an open-mouthed kiss, making him shudder and shake, heat emanating from the areas you touched and the places you pressed together.

Separated by stupid clothes but not enough to stop him.

He must look pathetic the way he thrusts against you, each discordant grind getting more desperate, more sloppy with the skim of your mouth. With the drag of your tongue down his jaw and pulse-point, heart thrumming beneath your lips. With every shockwave of euphoria that tingles down his spine, with every moan and whisper of his name that leaves your lips.

"Minho," "Minnie," "Baby," "Darling,"

His head is too fuzzy to worry about anything else. To think about the needy noises that leave him, he's sure he sounds lewd, and dirty.

From just dry-humping against you.

But it's not enough. He wants you rough and hard and on top of him. Showing him what to do, telling him what to do. To make him feel good, to make you feel good.

He falters imperceptibly. Should he...?

No, he doesn't want to. He can't. Because how is he supposed to ask you to-

He's caught up in his head but his body works on autopilot, reacting to the sensations that are bringing him closer and closer to cumming in his boxers.

Caught up in his thoughts but not so much so that he forgets about you,

and he certainly doesn't miss anything you say, like the words "Such a fucking good boy," nearly growled into his throat, voice husky and ragged as your teeth scrape down his skin.

Good boy?

He freezes. Heat pools deep inside of him, warm and making him painfully, painfully hard. The words push him nearly to the edge, and he can feel himself on the precipice of-

And then he's being shoved back, hard.

Harder than you meant to, but necessary for what you were about to do.

You pant, as does he, both of you flushed and trying to catch the breath stolen from your lungs.

No, no, not when he was finally getting somewhere, not when finally, finally he was getting what he wanted. Not when you were actually unrestrained and-

"I'm sorry."

His gaze snapped to yours.

"What?"

Your lips were red and parted, he was sure his weren't in much better shape. All he wanted to do was kiss them again, and again, and again.

He wants to hear you call him a good boy again.

"I-I'm sorry," you ran your hand through your hair. "I should've...I shouldn't have done that, I'm so sorry Minho." This time you were the one looking away.

"The fuck do you mean?" He snaps. It came out a little harsher than intended, he admits. But really, he was sitting here, horny and pent-up and just wanting to get fucked, and here you were, pushing him away and apologizing?

You blink, slowly, surprised.

And here he is, fuming.

Why won't you just fuck him?

"I'm sorry-" would you just stop saying that? His glare shuts you up. "Um," You only looked confused now, a furrow between your brow.

His tongue darts out to wet his lips. You watch it.

He wishes you'd just make the first move.

Because now he was going to have to say it. Out loud. To you. Not just mumble some nonsense and hope that you'd pick it up.

"I want you." He said simply, inching closer to you.

You nodded but made no move to continue anything. "Okay..." then a sigh. "I'm going to need you to elaborate just a little, Minho."

The flush across his cheeks spreads, down his neck and over his collarbone. Why did you have to look at him like that? Like he was made of glass or something? Like you cared about him so much it made him melt.

Fuck, he loved you.

"Look at me baby." You gently cup his face, turning him to meet your eyes. "You can tell me."

You definitely knew.

He could see it in your eyes, the worry giving way to a teasing look. Now you just wanted to humiliate him huh?

He hated you.

"Shut up."

You smiled, pulling him into your chest again, laying between your legs. Just like you were before. "Well that's not what good boys say, now is it?"

He pulled his face away, burying it into your shoulder to hide from your eyes. "I don't like you." His voice came out muffled into your shirt.

You only scoff out a laugh. "We both know that's not true darling. You love me." Voice dropping to a whisper, you lean into his ear. "Do I make you nervous baby?"

Someone just kill him now.

Put an end to his misery.

"N-no;" his voice still muffled in the fabric of his your shirt. "you're just-"

"Just what?" You challenge, fingers teasing into his hair, the way you know he likes it. "You're a big boy, you can use your words, can't you?"

He shudders and swears he can hear your smirk. "I...- fuck you."

You tug on his hair, making him face you. You swear he has a eye-contact problem. Or maybe he just gets too nervous looking you in the eye.

Either way, he's too adorable not to coo at.

"I was imagining this the either way around, but whatever rocks your boat~" you purr. "All you have to do is tell me what you want."

His hips jolt against yours, heat filling his body. As soon as he does though, your free hand stills his hips, fingertips teasing under the hem of his shirt while you look at him expectantly.

He wants to hide again, but you hold him in place. Pinning him against you, not letting him look away, not letting him move.

He wants you so bad.

"Touch me..." He mutters, and your hand slides just a bit higher on his abdomen, your thighs squeezing just a bit tighter around his hips.

It's over for him. He knows as soon as your lips turn up just a bit more into a coy smile. "Where?"

When he doesn't reply soon enough you skim your hand up and over his ribcage. Breathing growing heavy as your other leaves his hair, trailing down his neck and over his shoulder, slipping just beneath the collar of his shirt.

"Here?"

Such a simple touch makes him feel hot.

"Or here?"

Slowly, your hand under his shirt makes its path towards his chest.

He gasps lightly when your fingers tweak over his nipple, delighting in the way he quivers, rutting against you. You click your tongue at him. "You know, I really can't do anything to you until you tell me what you really want." Lips ghost over his ear, nipping lightly at the shell. "Too bad, really. I could take such good care of a cute little virgin like you~"

His voice cracks under the weight of your touch; trying to clear his throat while biting back a moan. "I'm not cute-"

You cut him off with a kiss, tentatively, like you hadn't stolen his breath with a kiss only minutes ago. Like you're afraid to break him.

But he wants you to break him.

The kiss is too short for his taste but it effectively cuts off his thought process, making him nearly dumb against you. Not dumb enough to not catch the smile against his skin, "I'm not cute." But he sounds so cute. It only makes the smile widen, turning your attention to trail kisses down his neck, murmuring between each press of your lips.

"Yes you are." Kiss.

And for some reason, he can't argue.

"Remember?" Kiss.

"I'm...what was it?" Smile, kiss, lick.

"Intolerable?" A pause, but only for a second, taking the moment to drag your tongue across his throat.

"And you're cute," Stopping to suck on the spot where his pulse thrums, feeling his heart beat under your lips.

"And pretty..." Kissing, once again, over the pretty mark you've left on his pale skin.

"And beautiful...and stunning...and..." you pull away, looking to see his eyes hooded and pupils blown. "...not getting anything more until you can tell me what exactly you want here."

You pinch his nipple one more time before pulling away, leaving him cold, whining, grinding desperately between your legs.

He's hard enough, you wonder if he would've cum in his pants if you hadn't stopped.

"I..." he starts and you wait patiently for him to continue. If you've learned anything about Minho, it's that he's nothing if not embarrassed to voice his wants. Especially the ones like this.

You remember how he blushed and couldn't stop wringing his hands when you worked him up to ask to kiss you for the first time.

The way he couldn't look you in the eye, focusing anywhere else.

But he knows by now, you're nothing if not a tease, willing to play the long game to get him to tell you what he wants.

Fuck you.

Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.

He's so hard though, it hurts. And his skin nearly burns with the need to be touched, to feel you on him again. And all he wants to do is let you have your way with him.

Something that won't happen until he tells you.

"Please," he whines. Though he knows it's not enough. He just wants you. "Please?" On him, touching him, teasing him, kissing him, consuming him. "I need it." pressing a sloppy kiss to your collarbones. "Just fuck me, I want you so, so bad." He pants, hands tugging at the hem of your shirt. "Wanted you so bad, for forever now."

God, you can't wait to fuck him.

A grin blooms across your face, one that he can barely process. "Thought you'd never ask baby."

Not before you're pushing him onto his back, onto the soft cushions of the couch, switching your positions before crawling on top of him.

"M' gonna make you see stars baby." You purr, and he can do nothing else but nod dumbly, looking up at you with wide eyes like you're something of a goddess on top of him.

And you will make him see stars. Not yet anyway.

His vision goes hazy though as your hands quickly move to pull his shirt over his head, leaning down to kiss him again.

Deep and hard, filled with promises and care.

You lace your fingers with his against the couch cushions as you kiss down his jaw and down his neck and his chest and-

He gasps when you lick over his nipple, wrapping your lips around one to suck on it lightly.

Your tongue swirls around it, free hand tweaking at the other, making sure not to ignore it.

His cock is so hard, he can feel it throbbing in his sweats. He's sure he's already leaked through his underwear.

He swears he could cum from this alone.

"Don't!" He gasps and you pull away quickly, concern etched across your brow before you see his face clouded with pleasure, mouth hung open to let out breathy moans. "Please don't." He squeezes your hand in his. "I'll cum if you keep doing that."

You melt, filled with the overwhelming need to make him cum by just playing with his nipples. How cute he'd look from having his tits played with.

"So sensitive, aren't you?" You coo.

Maybe another day though. Right now, you'll give him what he wants. What he's wanted for 'forever'.

"Shut up," he scowls though it's quickly wiped away when you pinch his nipple one more time, making him gasp.

Finally, you glance down at his sweats, tenting with his boner. "Well someone's excited for me." Seeing you stare at his crotch makes him excited. His already hard cock twitching in his pants. "You're so sensitive for me, aren't you, Min?"

He hates you so much, covering his face with the back of his arm. The fact that you're only telling the truth makes him want to hide his face into your chest again.

But you're too far away, and too focused on watching his boner through his pants, fascinated by how hard you've made him with so little.

"Please," he whispers, but the way you watch him, eyes full of hunger makes him throb even more.

Somehow, he gets a kick out of you just watching him, softly moaning at his eagerness, as he lets out a hushed whisper, "Please. Please y/n, don't tease me like this. I'm already horny." His legs spread open shamelessly.

"Awe, why? Can you not handle it?" You look up at him, at his blushing face and his needy eyes. You wanna kiss him so bad.

And so you do, getting close to his lips, your warm breath tickling him. Your hand runs over his clothed cock, teasing your nails gently over the head of his dick. His eyes widen as you begin to touch him over the fabric.

But your lips quickly silence him as you kiss him again. He moans into it, the feeling of your hand on his cock, stroking him lightly and your lips on his.

Your tongue pushes through his lips as you stroke him a few more times, squeezing him lightly in a way that has his back arching off the bed, pushing into your hand even more.

Panting, you pull back a little. "Such a good boy for me, Minnie." Before you're pinning his hips to the couch and looking at him one more time for conformation.

Then you pull his sweats and boxers down in one swift movement.

And then he does see stars as you slide yourself over his hips, grinding against his bare cock.

He thinks he tells you he loves you, that he worships you, that he adores you more than anyone on this planet. He thinks his hand squeezes yours so hard that you bring it to your lips, kissing his hand and telling him to relax. He thinks you grind against him slow and gingerly, watching to see his reactions.

Like he'd ever tell you to stop.

He'd rather die.

Shoot him in the head if he ever tell you to stop, because it sure as hell isn't him.

Again, he thinks. But he isn't sure. He isn't sure of anything really right now.

His head is a mess of sensations and feelings, whines pouring from his mouth until you kiss him again and again and again.

Whispering that he's a good boy.

He's going to cum, he's going to cum.

Stars explode behind his eyes as they roll back and he isn't even inside of you yet.

And then you stop.

And he thinks tears might be rolling down his cheeks. He needs you, he needs you so fucking bad.

"Please, please, please." He pants, trying to roll his hips up against you, failing to find any contact as you sit back on your haunches, just out of his reach. "Need you," he gasps. "Need you so bad!"

You push sweaty hair out of his face, kissing the back of his hand one more time before you pull away entirely. He whimpers and you coo. "Be patient baby, just need to do something."

He watches blearily as you pull off your shorts and tries to calm his racing heart and heavy breaths as you roll a condom over his length.

"One more minute baby," you hush as you kiss him. "Are you ready?"

He nods desperately, of course he is. He's waiting for this for so long. He's wanted you for so long. He's going to go insane if you don't-

He gasps.

You groan as you slide down his length, slowly burying him inside of you until he bottoms out.

If he though grinding was intense, this was like nothing he could've ever imagined. His mouth gapes open, an endless stream of whiney moans and needy whimpers flooding into the room, feeding into you as you lift up and sink onto his again, groans of your own mixing with his.

He can't think anymore - he doesn't want to. He only wants to fall into the feeling of your walls squeezing around his dick, warm and wet as you ride him and the feeling of your hand once again finding his.

Whispering into his ear that you love him so much as you turn his head into mush

"I…I can-" Minho tries his best to talk, to tell you how good he feels. He really does, but whenever the thought comes to mind, it just gets cut off with the liquid heat coursing through his veins.

By the intense feeling of everything that is you.

He's an idiot for not asking you to fuck him sooner.

"Yeah, baby?" You chuckle breathlessly when he fails to complete his sentence. "You feel yourself inside?" You bring your interlaced fingers to your lower abdomen, "You feel it?"

All he can do is respond with a loud sob as he nods his head to your question, hips bucking up into you, desperate to chase the high quickly approaching ever since you've touched him.

He's not going to last much longer.

"You fit so well inside me," you murmur.

He's going to cum. Of this, he's sure.

"Please!' He hiccups, but he's not sure what he's pleading for. "P-please!" For more? For less? For something - anything to stave off the inevitable, he doesn't want this to end. He doesn't want it to ever end.

You kiss his forehead, his cheeks, his jaw. You flutter kisses over his face, so softly compared to how you're fucking him into the couch so roughly.

"I love you, Minho."

"I love you so much!" He pants and squeezes your hand, his other grabbing onto the nape of your neck as he shoves your lips against his.

He's fucking beautiful, you think. Cute and pretty and beautiful, under you, falling apart.

It's the most gorgeous sight you've ever seen, and he's whining your own name against you lips, pleading between sloppy kisses for you to let him cum, to let him cum for you. 

You show your approval with a collision of lips and teeth and tongue as he tips over the edge and you follow suit. He sobs as he cums, shivering violently as waves of pleasure roll over his body, his back lifting into an arch, pushing himself deep into you with a followed whine.

Each moan and whine are muffled by your tongue pushing into his mouth but his hips still grind as he pushes himself into overstimulation, whining until you have mind enough to still his hips.

For a moment, the two of you are silent, chests heaving, both catching your breath as you pull away, looking at him.

"Minho?" His eyes are shut and his cheeks are painted red. "You okay baby?"

He murmurs something you don't catch, but you don't tease as you push the hair out of his face, sweat-soaked and tired, kissing his forehead once.

You make a move to get up off of him but he only wraps his arms around you, holding you in place. "Don't leave," he whispers, looking up at you with tired eyes. "Just stay, please. For a little bit?"

His sleepy eyes make your heart skip a beat. "Who are you and where's my Minho?" You tease softly, but give in nonetheless.

"Fuck you." But his tone is with filled with anything but malice, as he nuzzles into you like a happy cat.

"I just did." You giggle.

"I love you so much." He mutters, kissing your shoulder. "I love you so fucking much."

"And I love you too."

a/n: I did it ^-^, who's proud of me!! also haven't written reader being penetrated in a looooong time, so if it's shit, oh well :p

pls leave feedback, i need motivation to finish my other teaser fics😭

Ok but bratty sub male idols...

I'm imagining specifically either Lee Know or Taemin, right. Hear me out...

he's actually really shy during sex, despite how he acts around others. With you, he's a total baby. A bratty baby

degrade him all you want, call him a slut, a whore, he loves that, but call him by his actual name and he'll pout cutely, crossing his arms over his chest and grumbling out "no, I'm Baby,"

He is your baby

Whenever he's feeling needy and you're not saying attention to him he'll he SO BRATTY, doing everything he can do upset you

I mean anything, from touching you while you're trying to focus on work to breaking things, stomping, yelling at you with that little pout on his face, till you've had enough and slap the shit out of him (that's ok tho, that's what he wanted all a long)

But if he's having a bad day and mommy isn't paying attention to him, he'll be all stomping and being snippy with you. If you continue to ignore him he might just tear up, but if you acknowledge him and tell him to knock it off, he'll immediately stop and be all cuddly with you, just wanting some love to make him feel better :(((

So fuck him stupid after so he can't even remember what he's sad about :)

And I know I said there are times where you have to slap the shit out of him, but no, you're still a soft dom, wiping at his tears after each hit, because that's your baby :((

And when it's all said and done, you bring your crying baby into your arms, kissing the remaining tears from his face, reminding him that you love him so much and he'll always be your baby :((

Masterlist

You can view my request options here

STRAY KIDS

-Lee Know:

"Ok but bratty sub male idols..." (drabble-ish)

SHINee

-Lee Taemin:

"Ok but bratty sub male idols..." (drabble-ish)

"sub!Taemin vs Pet Play" (drabble-ish)

CRIMINAL MINDS

-Spencer Reid:

"Smooth Criminal" (full fic)

"Home Run" (full fic)

-"Special Consult" (full fic)

SKZ SWITCH HCS [HYUNG LINE] !!!!!

[!] NSFW !!!!!

[!] MDNI

[!] CW : F!READER , INDIVIDUAL OT8 ! , MOMMY KINK , HAIRPULLING , PETNAMES , CURSING , P IN V , PEGGING , ORAL [BOTH RECEIVING] , UNPROTECTED SEX , BREEDING KINK , HAND KINK, SWITCH!READER , SWITCH!SKZ , WRITTEN IN BULLETPOINT FORMAT , SPANKING ,CHOKING , MD/LB [CHANGBNI] , DD/LG [CHAN] , PRAISING , BRAT TAMING , DEGRADING , BODY WORSHIP , LIGHTLY IMPLIED PLUS SIZE READER , AFTERCARE , DADDY!KINK (PLEASE-IT'S CHAN ARE WE REALLY SURPRISED) , SIR KINK , MA'AM KINK , TIT PLAY !?!? , TOYS , NIPPLE PLAY? , SOMNO! , SLIGHT CNC! (CHANGBIN AND HYUNJIN) , DOLLIFICATION , FEMINIZATION , FACE SLAPPING , TALK ABOUT NEGATIVE SELF IMAGE , OBJECTIFICATION , SIZE KINK , LMK IF I MISSED ANYTHING LOVES

-> BANG CHAN [!]

definitely a sweet sub and a slightly mean dom <3

SUBBY CHAN [!]

mommy kink [are we really even surprised?]

call him your angel while you ride him

SOMNO HOLY FUCKING SHIT HE LOVES THE IDEA OF WAKING UP HIS MOMMY WITH HIM EATING HER PUSSY :( !

tie him up and make him cum for hours :(

watching his pretty fingers fingering himself open for you :((

his starry eyes with tears welling in them after you finally thrust the strap against his g-spot just right

ORAL FIXATION *drops microphone*

I MEAN ARE WE EVEN SURPRISED??!??! HE JUST WANTS TO ALWAYS HAVE SOMETHING IN HIS MOUTH ! [PREFERABLY YOUR TITS]

let him suck your nip as you coo him to sleep

lovesssssss to please his pretty mommy :((

loves letting you ride his face, this man also lives and dies behind thick thighs *amen brotha*

LET HIM FINGER YOU PLEASE I BEG-

" Mommy I'm sure you can take another finger .... " , " Does it feel good when I curl my fingers there ... mommy? "

........he has nipple piercings

just role his sensitive nips between your fingers and play with the metal ends of his piercings :(

use. him.

just use him to make yourself feel good <3

HE LOVES the idea of him just being your good sex toy and that his only purpose as a toy is to serve you !!!!

call him your dolly

loves feminization?!? dress him in a skirt and call him your baby doll ! PUT HIM IN A SKIRT AND VIDEO HIM WHILE HE RIDES A DILDO !!!

oh yeah he has a BIG thing about being filmed <3

call him your pretty doll <3

for aftercare just let him suck on your nips while you run your hand through his hair and he drifts off to sleep just hold him and tell him how much you love him and that he is safe

DOM CHANNIE [!]

B R E E D I N G

ya boi got a breeding kink and BAD

lives and dies by creampies

in his mind the thing he loves the most about sex is watching his cum drip out of you <3 :((

the SWEETEST dom ever

and YES this man IS-AND ALWAYS WILL BE the ULTIMATE daddy dom <3

loves calling you his pretty babygirl <3

with the aussie accent too UGGHHGHHGHGHH

ABUSES THE PETNAMES BABYDOLL AND PRINCESS :( <3

calls you his princess <3

"aww princess does that feel good? Daddy knows it feels really good babydoll, just let Daddy's fingers make you feel good"

SOFT ! DOM ! CHANNIE !

calling you his pretty baby as he abuses your swollen cunt :(

or Chan holding you lovingly as he fucks you so good you see stars

him brushing the hair out of your face as his tip presses bruising kisses against your cervix :((

crying kink

but not 'oh this really hurts' kind of crying kink more like 'i feel so good and this feels so good' kind of crying kink

"i know angel, it's a lot isn't it? you like it when i fuck you rough like this, please be a good cocksleeve and make me cum"

LIKE HELLO SIR THIS IS A WENDYS DRIVE THROUGH!??!?!?

......objectification

your his little cocksleeve so of course he's going to abuse his pretty pocket pussy :(

can be a little mean tho :/

"awww aren't you a good little crybaby? my little slut"

kinda man to kiss your clit to tease you <3

titty lover [real]

king of aftercare <3

he'll give you a massage, cuddle you, brings you water, kisses you, anything you need or want <3

-> LEE KNOW [!]

really soft actually , both as a dom and as your good boy <3

SUBBY LEE KNOW [!]

BEST FUCKING BOY

perhaps the top of my list for secretly subby men <3

loves KISSING

titty typa guy (he's so real for that)

also a thighs kinda guy

with that this man LOVES when you sit on his face <3

a SUCKER for mutual masterbation

loves watching you get off to him getting off :(

the prettiest boy when you ride him <3

ALWAYS FOLLOWS THE RULES

mainly because he just wants to be rewarded

BUT also because he respects you when you are the dom <3

SLIGHT mommy kink

like if you're pegging him EXTRA good and the tip of your strap is abusing his poor g-spot a few "fu-fuck m-mommy f-eels fuck" "mommy n-eed need m-m-ore"

another thing this man will go feral to be pegged by you <3

he loves when he gets inside you too :(

cries so much from the overwhelming pleasure :((

holds your hands during sex kinda guy :((((

loves when you call him your cute little kitty :(

choking ....... please just choke him gently while you give him a hand job he'd bust on the spot<3

BODY! WORSHIP!BODY! WORSHIP!BODY! WORSHIP!BODY! WORSHIP!BODY! WORSHIP!BODY! WORSHIP!BODY! WORSHIP!

ma'am kink <3

he isn't a big fan of quickies when being the sub, but if you insist to give him a quick blowjob 6 minutes before his zoom meeting starts, he may endorse in them

SO BABYGIRL <3 walks in your room after coming back from the gym ! He put on his current shirt not knowing how well it would show off his abs and biceps , or maybe he just didn't know that you'd fuck him just how he likes right after you seeing him in the shirt. But here he was sucking your tits while you bounced on his cock. He'd definitely be wearing that shirt again

SHOWER ! SEX !

call him your pretty boy while slowly stroking his cock as you wait to be able to wash the conditioner out of your hair <3

pls call him 'my love' during sex i beg :(

aftercare... he really just wants to hold you a bunch and is really clingy afterward , and also clean off the bed you two fucked on like right afterward , overall just wants to lay on your chest and lay his head on your titties :(

he is my #1 babygirl (real) [scientifically confirmed]

DOM LEE KNOW [!]

the softest of soft doms

dear lawd

help me now

he is such a kind and loving dom

ACTUALLY HATES the idea of seriously hurting you, even if you were to like it

so he just sticks to light kinks and soft, sweet, loving sex <3

loves hand holding during sex SO MUCH

he loves to praise you and see you blush as you take the compliment <3

"my pretty girl, you look so beautiful, i love you so much." , "you feel heavenly around me my love."

maybe some light degrading if he's feeling spicy

"ah baby you just love taking my dick hmm?"

there are a couple of kinks he ABSOLUTELY LOVES, they are : dollification , overstim , corruption , and multiple orgasms (like over 10 orgasms in a session)

two words : pleasure. dom.

can and will play with your pretty cunt for hours <3

LOVES intimacy, which automatically makes him a sucker for missionary sex :(

sometimes just cries from how overwhelmingly much he loves you <3 [yes, even if he is balls deep in your pussy at that said time]

loves to hold you <3

he loves to hold you during sex <3

the first time yall fuck he is the gentlest man ever !

loves the idea of him being your first [bonus if he actually was]

as i said before he loves corruption <3

he just loves the idea of getting your sweet and innocent self underneath him moaning his name

mark him pls <3

alsoooooo LOVES using toys <3

doesn't really have many rules and could not give a damn if he found out you touched yourself outside of sex

[ incase the fellow brats wanted something else ] but if you send him a photo or video of you making such cute little noises as you thrust a vibrator in and out of your cunt, he will ruin your pretty pussy

fucks you nice and deep each and every time <3

for aftercare he goes all out for his beautiful girl <3

-> SEO CHANGBIN [!]

BBY BOY!!!! but a HARD dom and a brat tamer <33

SUBBY CHANGBIN [!]

service sub <3

he has sensitive thighs ... totally don't give him a hickey there to wake up to the next morning ... or definitely don't watch him shudder underneath you while you litter kisses on his thighs

actually pls do that he'll love u forever <3

doesn't sub often but loves it so much

if he subs he just wants to serve that

he loves giving even if he's the sub :(

just wants to eat his mommy's cunt and make her feel good

also a SUCKER for being a sub outside of sex, for example :

his favorite thing while being subby is him laying his head on your lap while he sucks your nipple and you run your hand through his soft hair <3

he whimpers a lot :(

lowkey into md/lb when he's subby

HAS THE WORST MOMMY KINK OF THEM ALL [except for Han because Han's is just unbeatable] :(

calls you mommy even non-sexually if he's in a subby headspace

titty sucking !

the man is obsessed !!!!!

amazed by how soft and warm they are all the time <3

if you do ever edge him he will probably cry once you finally let him fuck your pussy

thighs !!!! your thighs!!!

loves to lay his head between your thighs and worship you for hours

kiss his muscles

just be gentle with him he doesn't like pain at all :(

other than overstim

he loves overstim

just clean the sweet boy up and cuddle with him for aftercare<3

DOM CHANGBIN [!]

brat tamer

full on brat tamer

has the most rules

he just doesn't want someone to touch what's his without his permission if you understand what i'm saying

def in a dom / sub relationship <3

harsh punishments !

literally spends hours teasing your clit while you have a gag ball in your mouth and only lets you cum after you are crying and apologizing for mouthing off to him earlier that morning <3

let him choke you <3

this man will treat you like a little rag doll even if you're taller than him

will bend you over his knee and spank you on the spot if you break his rules :(

between spanks he'll tease your clit with his fingers just for him to stop when he spanks you the last time and carries you to the bedroom to give you aftercare :(

but he spoils tf out of you ! <3

when you are good [which is most of the time because you know how severe the punishments can get] he will treat you like his little princess , letting you cum as much as you could ever want <3

call him sir ! <3

sucker for doggy style

he would fuck you in front of a mirror and make you watch yourself get ravished and if you looked away he'd stop :(

calls you his pretty baby

spankings <3

loves objectification

there's just something so appealing about calling you his pretty pocket pussy while he pounds into your tiny cunt :(

loves making you feel good tho <3

he CAN and WILL put his fingers in your mouth if you have an oral fixation <3

thinks you look so cute sucking on them <3

loves to doll you up and then fuck you good <3

loves it when you cry during sex <3

treats you to a relaxing bath and massage after sessions, then he makes sure you drink water as you both talk about what you enjoyed about the session over a glass of wine and some cuddles <3 :(

also let this man wake you up with him eating your pussy 10/10 experience <3

-> HWANG HYUNJIN [!]

bratty baby boy and a mean dom <3

SUBBY HYUNJIN [!]

such a fucking brat

loves it when you put him in his place

will purposefully send you videos of him jerking off in hopes of punishment

and if you put him in chastity DEAR LORD

he will not let you rest until you take it off him <3

will send you videos of him humping your pillow with his chastity on desperately trying to make himself cum <3

ma'am kink <3

literally has such a high sex drive

bend him over any and every surface in his house <3

loves the idea of someone probably shorter than him domming him <3

a sucker when it comes to somno, especially when he is awoken by your mouth around his pretty dick :(

step on his dick <3

slap him !

bend him over your lap and just finger him and pull out right as he was about to cum

EDGE. HIM.

make him swallow his own cum <3

spit in his mouth

PULL HIS FUCKING HAIR JFFSKJDSJKFH

loves it when you don't even ask and you just bend him over a surface and spank him <3

mark him and degrade him <3

but if he is a good boy for once in a blue moon, make him cum so much he forgets his own name

just wants to be your little cum slut 24/7

don't expect to have a moment alone for at least 24 hours after yall fuck, he is really clingy during aftercare

DOM HYUNJIN [!]

my baby just loves to make you cry <3

even if you are a good girl he's so mean :(

.......the teeniest tiniest slightest daddy kink <3

just is a sucker for punishing you and making sure you follow the rules

calls you his babydoll , pretty girl , princess, my love , little love <3

this man is so bossy :(

calls you his little crybaby as you babble with tears running down puffy cheeks, begging him to let you cum <3

also spoils you though <3

will sit you on his lap and just hold you while he works because he knows you like it :((

sucker for his one and only pretty girl :(

if this man EVER caught you making a negative comment about yourself he'd spank you on the spot

that is one of his biggest rules, he just wants you to love yourself too <3

when he is on tour for long periods of time facetime him with a needy voice and beg for permission to touch yourself <3

hyunjin would slap you on the mouth if you talked back to him <3

also slaps your pussy, especially when it is sensitive after an orgasm <3

sometimes if he's EXTRA mean he'll do an entire session FULL of edging and just won't let you cum, will end the session like that too

loves to mark your skin <3

let this man eat your pussy, he needs it like he needs air

also please gag on his dick <3 he loves the feeling of you struggling to take all of him

will degrade you so much ! loves it sm !

"you're such a fucking slut yet you're falling apart and i've barely touched you, fucking pathetic" , "does my stupid little crybaby have anything to say?" , "shut up, you're a fucking whore, the only reason you're even getting punished is because your such a fucking brat"

also let him cockwarm whenever he wants because you're his good little princess <3

so gentle during aftercare, just wants to hold you forever afterwards :((

a/n: @lino-nyangi sent me into a brainrot about sucking on min’s sensitive tiddies and this was born

you don’t think there are many other places you’d rather be than settled on top of minho, straddling his lap while your head is pillowed on his chest. 

he’s just so warm, so sweet and soft and comforting even if he would pretend to bristle at the thought. the way he mumbles his thoughts out loud like he forgets you can hear him, talking about everything and absolutely nothing all at once. the way he’ll move his hand to rub at your shoulder or your back or your scalp every now and then, whenever the thought passes by. 

today though, something is different. you can’t seem to get comfortable, and you wriggle this way and that to find that happy place that you just can’t reach. it’s when you nuzzle your head a little harder into his chest than usual out of frustration that it happens. 

he whines, and when you look up at him he’s matching your surprise on his face like a mirror. your brow furrows as the cogs turn in your head rapidly; did you hit a bruise? are you too heavy on him? does he want you to leave?

but when he exhales, his body shuddering a little further into the mattress under him, you realize slowly that he’s not uncomfortable. you look down and see his nipple pebbling up under his shirt, right where your head was moments ago. he’s turned on. 

“oh,” you breathe out, bringing a finger up to trace around his other pec. he lets out another whine, high in the back of his throat, and when you meet his eyes they’re desperate and a little wild. “you never told me you were so sensitive here.”

instead of an answer he gives you a look, his hips jerking up a bit. 

“you never asked,” he says, voice right but drawn out like he’s trying to sound unaffected. his mistake. 

while one of your hands was circling feather-light touches around his right nipple, the other was sneaking to the bottom of his shirt, and you took the opportunity to slide it under to his left one and pinch it between your fingers. 

his reaction is instant. he throws his head back, a moan slipping from his parted lips from where his mouth parted open. you sooth it after, massaging his skin, and it pulls another whine from him. little pants are escaping him and a blush is rapidly traveling down his neck to his chest, and you swear he’s never looked more beautiful. 

“off,” you demand, tugging at his shirt a bit, and he sits up just enough to pull it off. the movement jostles you a bit in his lap, and you can feel his cock hardening under you. you have to resist the urge to grind down against him when he settles back into the pillows, hyper focused on this new discovery. 

his chest is bare, pretty pink hues splotched all over, and you can’t help but run your hands over the skin. your nails rake over his abdomen, leaving little red paintbrush strokes in their wake. he’s an open canvas, all yours to ruin beautifully. 

he squirms when you lean further down, your breath brushing over his nipples. you look up at him through your lashes, knowing what that does to him, and his eyes are pleasing as they look back. he looks one movement away from pleading you to continue, but you don’t want that. you don’t want him to ask for it, you want to take it. 

you take him in your mouth, eyes fluttering closed as you concentrate on your task. you leave your mouth open, sucking gently and rolling your tongue this way and that, listening to the sounds he’s making for you; small whines in the back of his throat, gasps of shock when you change trajectory. when you switch to his other side he just gets louder, more desperate. you always think he sounds lovely, but the song you’re strumming out of him right now is nothing short of perfection. 

you grind into him, his reactions rendering you unable to stop yourself, and he ruts up into you in little helpless motions. his hands move to either side of your head, warm and trembling as he tilts you just right against him. his eyes are hooded and dark as he looks down at you, nearly possessive, and it sends a shiver wracking down your spine.  

you move your hips more purposefully, the movements of your mouth never slowing even when you start to get tired. you decide to bring your teeth into the equation, lightly scraping them over the sensitive skin of his chest. you suck gently at the spot, blowing cool air over it before leaning back a bit to look at your work. a red splotch is left behind, lonely on the smooth planes of his chest, and that can’t do can it? so you repeat the motion, over and over until his chest is dotted in spots and he’s shaking so much you think he might cry.  

you give one last bite right to his nipple and his eyes roll back as he shudders violently under you. his muscles go completely taught for a moment before he goes boneless, melting into the mattress. he’s staring up at the ceiling with wide, glossy eyes and his breath is coming out in slow pants that shake you as you lay back over his chest. 

“did you come in your pants?” you ask, knowing the answer but wanting to tease him by making him admit it anyways. 

“no?” his voice is high, betraying him along with the tremors that are still shaking in his thighs.  

“so you don’t want me to help you clean up the mess you made down there?” you ask, quirking a brow up at him. his answering pout makes you giggle. 

“i didn’t say that.”