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worth the wait ― c.soobin x f.reader

wc:  3.1k

genre: suggestive, smut, some fluff

cw: bf!soobin, switch!soobin, switch!reader, making out, slight dry humping, hand job, penetration, protected sex, bit of a size kink!

summary: you and your boyfriend soobin haven't been intimate yet, him being too innocent and you being too scared to make a move. nevertheless, a little rain could do the trick.

a/n: not very proofread, honestly a slight rush of my switch!soobin thoughts. currently hogged up with exams, so my writing's slow. hope you enjoy!

when soobin thought about relationships, he always thought about the sweetness of it. the warmth, the closeness, the tenderness, the longing of it. and whenever he thought about your relationship, soobin felt giddy and warm inside. he liked you so much, he always felt lucky to have you by his side. if anyone were to like you best, it would be him.

it all started around two months or so ago, with the envelopes.

you both were asked to form a group in pairs and to participate in a charity event. it was supposed to be a meaningful event that would be acknowledged in your academic record. after a huge lack of organization from the students, the teachers formed the groups. one of these groups being you and soobin.

you hadn't really talked to soobin much, before that day, you only knew him as a distant classmate. when it came to the charity event, you and soobin opted for baking. to be honest, you suggested it and he complied immediately. once that was settled, you and soobin met at your apartment and baked away. strawberry jam envelopes. that's what you baked together, on that rainy saturday afternoon.

you both couldn't quite place when it happened, but you both liked each other with time. soobin was fond of your warm attitude and bright personality when he was with you, and you loved how kind and gentle he was to you.

with soobin being the shy and innocent boy he was, neither of you had really made a big move on the relationship. in his mind, it was all lovely and pure; but you were starting to wonder if it would ever become more.

you both had kissed already, of course. you had kissed and cuddled each other to sleep, but that was it. soobin was the most tender with you, more than anyone had been, and you were too. you never overstepped any boundaries and always made sure to keep things slow, afraid too cross any limits he had.

and so, both of you blocked your own sexual life. one too innocent to know what he should do and to know what he feels. the other too scared to make a move and to let things flow.

this dynamic had been going on for a while now, and neither of you spoke about it. truth be told, it didn't bother you much: you liked soobin a lot and you adored how much of a gentleman he was. but he didn't really understand his arousal and tended to ignore it, opting to just be the loving and caring boyfriend he was.

tonight was just like any other date night with soobin, except for the rain. as you were both walking back to your place to watch some movies and sleep (as usual), a sudden rainfall was casted upon you two. when the first few droplets of water fell you both just laughed and shrugged it off, but it quickly escalated. it left you both drenched and made your way back to your place rushed. despite the coldness of the rain and the possibly negative scenario, you chuckled all the way back to your apartment.

"i'm freezing-" you whisper shout as you run inside your apartment, soobin closing the door behind you.

"i know! that came outta nowhere." he agrees and goes up to you, following you as you make your way to the hall.

"our clothes are drenched and our hair..." you pause, staring at soobin, his hair was also drenched but it stuck to his forehead perfectly. "well my hair looks bad." you sigh when you look at the mess you both are making on the floor and go into the bathroom.

soobin followed you quietly, not saying much, which was a bit odd for you. once you got to the sink, you took your jacket off and grabbed a couple of towels, one of them was handed to soobin as you took the other one. he brushed his towel against his hair a bit but quickly made his way behind you to dry off your hair with the other towel. you closed your eyes and smiled, always appreciating soobin's kind acts.

the way soobin dried off your hair with care and moved it around gently was soothing, making you forget the coldness of your current outfit and causing you to almost drift off. however, his movements started to falter, slowing down and then completely stopping. you kept your eyes closed, wondering if something was wrong but not worrying too much.

then, it happened. soobin's hands swiftly brushed against your hips and then his arms wrapped themselves around your waist. he was back hugging you, his forehead resting on your shoulder. you opened back your eyes when you felt his warm embrace, looking at him through the bathroom mirror.

"you're so cute- feeling tired?" you mumble, moving your hand up to brush your fingers against his hair.

"y/n.." his voice vibrated against your skin, making you shiver. this wasn't his usual gentle tone, there was something more primal to it. even with the low timber of it, a hint of a whine was still noticeable on it, and it made your ears perk up in anticipation.

"soobin? what's-" before you could finish that, the words in your mouth were sucked in by soobin's. he roughly clashed his lips against yours, moving one of his hands up to your chin so he could turn it towards him at a better angle. he kissed you with such a rush that it felt desperate. when he let go of your lips, he quickly buried his face in the crook of your neck.

he couldn't help it. the second you stepped into the bathroom and removed your jacket, he was done for. the rain had soaked your t-shirt and made it stick uncomfortably against your skin, outlining your abdomen and making your lingerie show. at first he tried his best to ignore it, even if it was making him feel a weird knot in his core, so he did his best to be a good boyfriend and took care of your hair. but when you closed your eyes and let yourself rest, his eyes wandered off.

he's not a pervert, you were just... so enticing. his hands had roamed around your waist before, but he never saw the outlines of it so clearly until now. even more so, your chest being exposed by the translucent material was such a killing point. his cheeks were burning and his mind was starting to spiral. eventually, his movements stopped, and he couldn't even focus that much anymore. much to his dismay, a tent started to form in his pants.

it was that course of actions and moments that led you here: your boyfriend pressed up against you, his face buried in your neck, hiding himself with how embarrassed he felt. he didn't even think it through when he got close to you like that, almost as if he got possessed. but now, he was feeling even more hot and clouded by his thoughts.

"y/n- help me." he mumbles against you, his voice fragile, like he was starting to break.

"what's wrong? what do you.." oh. so that's his problem. with his body pressed up against yours, you were allowed to feel the bulge that was poking your lower back, big and hot.

"ah.. please- don't wanna say it.." he bit his lip and furrowed his brows, feeling ashamed and hiding even deeper into your neck.

"soobin-"

with the call of his name coming from you, he made up his mind and reunited your lips. it was easily one of your most passionate kisses, if not the most passionate kiss. you could feel his need, stronger than ever. the usual shy pecks to your lips, gentle caresses along your back and soft brushes against you were now thrown away and replaced with feverish hot kisses, grasping of your sides and hands roaming around your body. your past sweet boyfriend was letting go and being closer to you than he ever was before.

"i need you." he mutters, detaching your mouths and letting you both catch your breaths. he had turned you around somehow, despite all the clashing between you both. now that you were able to see him, the sight was heavenly. his pouty lips were red and plump, the effects of the abuse done by yours on display. his cheeks were pink and the tip of his ears were too, his eyes were now hooded and he stared at you through those hazy pupils.

he didn't waste another second before he pulled you back in, his large hands grasping the back of your neck. each of his kisses were hungry and desperate, like a starved man. and yet, you could still find your innocent little boyfriend in there. why? because he was so excited about kissing you, that he did not realize the leg he placed between yours, making you see stars. and more importantly, the buckling of his hips against you: the friction was delectable, it made you heat up and lose yourself to the feeling of it too.

soon enough, he started panting against your mouth, his hot breath latching onto yours. he sounded so husky, each of his guttural sounds vibrating in the air.

"baby, do you want help?” you entice, moving your hand to grab a fistful of his hair and make him look at you directly. at that, he gasps and then bites his lip for a second, trying to block any possible moan. he looked at you with starry eyes and a pouty frown, slightly nodding even though he felt so embarrassed.

“i can help you.” the offer sounded so innocent and yet so sinful, but you wanted to make sure he was not just clouded by his horniness.

"p-please- it hurts so much..” he pleads, furrowing his brows and giving you puppy eyes. could his face be more flushed? he wasn’t lying too, the tent in his pants was aching and begging to be freed.

with his consent, you lowered your hand until it rested on his lower abdomen, teasing him a little bit. his breathing was ragged and his eyes were almost closed with how narrowed they were. he was staring at you expectantly, not really knowing what you were planning. such an innocent sweet boy.

he gasped when he felt you palm him through his pants, feeling his bulge up, the huge size of his shaft making your mouth water already. how could such a cute shy boy like soobin hide such a monstrous dick? lucky you. you stared at soobin as his body shivered and burned at your touch, moving your hand to start rubbing him through the fabric.

"p-please.." he pleads, going in for your neck, starting to press chaste kisses and small nips at your skin. he wasn't even sure of what he was doing, but he wanted to taste you, to have a feel of you. hell, if he could, he'd feel all of you at once. his beautiful hot girlfriend. after hushing the sweet boy with a small shh, it's okay you shifted to unbuckle his belt, unzipping his pants and lowering his boxers. gosh he was so perfect. his tip was red and leaking of pre-cum, aching for you, and his shaft was long and girthy, and most importantly, so big.

when his cock sprang free, soobin let a whine escape from him and he quickly brought his hands to his face, covering his now bright red blush. you two had never done anything like this, and for you to see his member for the first time, in such an unpredicted moment, made him feel so lewd. realizing you were staring at him shamelessly, you brought your hand up to start stroking him lightly with swift motions.

"-hah! f-fuck" he yelps at feeling, the friction making him see stars. he never imagined he could be doing something like this with you, was this really happening right now?

"you're so pretty soobin.." you peck his cheek gently as you praise him, making sure to not stop your movements on his hardened length. he can only whine in response, the pleasure clouding his mind and making it hard to form a response.

after little time of stimulating the man without mercy, his sounds started to grow in volume, signaling that he was close. you were excited, you were going to make your adorable boyfriend cum for the first time. and so, with a final push and pull of your hand, he shot white spurts of cum into your hand, biting onto your shoulder sharply, barely muffling his groans. it was so hot, you wished you could've seen it on repeat (even if his bite stung you a little bit).

"aah fuck.." he sighed, his voice raspy and dry because of the lack of air in his lungs. he finally looked up at you, his eyes barely opening up. you smiled and started to fight for your own gasps of air, breath taken away by his beauty and the steamy air. "y/n.."

who would’ve thought. who would’ve thought that your sweet boyfriend soobin, would fuck you ruthlessly.

"yeah?" you whispered, running your hands through his hair and moving it out of his face carefully. so pretty.

"let's go to the bedroom." he boldly suggests, the ghost of a growl coming out from him.

who would’ve thought. who would’ve thought that your sweet innocent boyfriend soobin, would be fucking you ruthlessly against the bed sheets.

as soon as you two got to the bedroom, something in soobin had switched. his hands roamed around all your body, feeling up every single bit of you with increasing need. his lips on yours were rough and clashing with each other, the saliva starting to show on your lips this time. after unwrapping you from your confines, he made sure to bite and taste every inch of skin his mouth found, marking your whole body up. marking you as his, for once.

and so, here you are. your boyfriend harshly grabbing your hips, making them snap against his with each sloppy thrust he landed. on top of that, your breath was being cut short with how he wouldn’t let go of your mouth, latching onto it and biting your lips between kisses, devouring you. his moans were muffled and sucked up by yours, your breaths mixing with each other.

"s-so good.. you feel so good-" he grunts out, hissing when he hits you particularly deep, his big cock filling you to the brim.

"you're so―hah! big" you cry out, the stinging pleasure of him stretching you out driving you insane.

yet, this giant dummy didn't realize just how big he was, until you kept commenting stretched you out, how huge his dick felt inside you, how much he filled you up, it all spurred him on further. he was caging you between his arms, his biceps flexing in sync to the rhythm of his thrusts. now he wanted to use all of his large size to make you feel good, the size difference making him fuck up into you harder, ruining you.

when soobin pushed himself inside you earlier, you both waited a little while until the stretch wasn't too hurtful, his cock too big and your body so fragile. he was so eager, his cock twitching every few seconds, the warmth of your pussy around him enough to make him bust.

the squelching sounds of your cores meeting started to echo louder around the room, the scene becoming even more obscene. soobin was not stopping until he made you cum, he had his mind set. but it was so, so hard. he was almost possessed by the feeling of you clenching around him, the bouncing of your chest with his actions, the not so innocent anymore sounds you made. he never wanted to stop fucking you.

"is it too much baby? is my cock stretching you out?" he inquired, voice raspy and low, nothing like the usual sweet tone he used. you were surprised at first, but the filth coming from his mouth only made you clench around him in arousement, uttering out a broken yes! "fuck- so that's how you like it?" he coos, grunting right after, speeding up his brutal ramming inside you.

he may have not been too experienced and he may have had a very pure image of you, but it was all thrown out the window. he wasn't going to cage in his lust anymore, he was gonna fuck you like he had dreamt of in some of his longest nights, his wet dreams keeping him up (in more than one way). guess he wasn't so innocent after all, even if he tried.

"s-shit.. i'm close" he stutters, his rushed thrusts starting to become more messy, the knot in his stomach starting to undo itself. "cum with me- please cum on my dick, please baby.." he murmurs, lowering himself so he kisses you once again, despite the plumpness and abuse to your lips from before.

his whimpers intensify as he starts begging for you to cum with him, his hips stuttering and pushing deeper with every thrust, almost hitting your cervix. he's harsh with his actions, railing you even though his tone is so whiny and his eyes are glossy. such a beautiful sight, you're never forgetting it.

with a final snap of his pelvis, he stills inside you and fills the condom up. as he did so, he grabbed your hands and pushed them against the sheets, holding them with so much force it stung. in the midst of this, you had reached your climax right before he stopped, the final push in your core making your eyes water in pleasure.

he rests his forehead with yours and pants heavily, you petting his hair as his eyes still flutter open and shut, suddenly taking in the weight of what just happened. you both had sex. after two months of waiting, longing, needing each other, it finally happened.

"worth the wait." you state, your lips curling up slightly and your breath still heavy.

"yeah." soobin agrees, moving both of you under the sheets and then wrapping his arms around your waist, pecking your cheek. there he was, your sweet boyfriend.

after this, you both had a hard time keeping your hands to each other for a few weeks. after having a taste of pleasure, soobin could not get enough of it.

he was never letting you go.

© kiztae

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Tutor me? (c.sb)

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pairing: choi soobin x fem!reader

genre: SMUT, college au

rating: nsfw, mdni

wc: 3.7k

warnings: nerdy pervert!Soobin, bully!reader, harddom!reader, Sub!Soobin, oral (m receiving), handjob, cum eating, brief use of petnames (bunny, noona), brief nipple play (m receiving), choking (m receiving), slapping (m receiving), masochist!Soobin, brief overstimulation (receiving), orgasm denial (m receiving)

Let me know if I missed anything

An: I saw these pictures and I just HAD to write something based off of it.

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"What the hell??" you whispered, confused as to why the letter F appeared on your screen.

You were nearing the end of your math class, curious as to what your grade was. You knew you weren't the best at math, you tried to do decent in your classes, since you were literally paying to be there, but you tend to goofing off with your friends most of the time, but god, you didn't expect to see and F.

As your professor dismissed the class, you quickly packed up and headed toward your teacher.

"Excuse me professor?" you whispered, loud enough for only him to hear. He turned toward you, with a curious expression.

"Yes y/n?" he replied, pushing his thin glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"I was just wondering, how can I get my grade up? I didn't think I had an F, I thought it was doing okay.." You asked. You did not want an F on your transcript.

"Miss y/n, you have an F because of your lack of knowledge on the topics we've been discussing, maybe if you paid attention in class, you wouldn't be failing," he explained. You kind of expected to hear that from him, but it was still irritating.

"Okay so what am I supposed to do to change my grade?" you blurted out, as your patience was thinning. Why is he taking too long to get to the damn point

"If you'd like, I can find another student to help tutor you. I would do it myself but I already have a lot on my plate", he explained.

You were desperate so you quickly agreed. If it took being tutored by another student who knew the topics well to get your grade up, then you were going to be tutored by another student.

What you didn't expect was to walk into your professor's room and see him standing with none other than Choi Soobin. No, this couldn't be real. This simply isn't true. Maybe it was a coincidence that you were both in the room at the same time?

"Professor Lee?" you spoke. He had emailed you, telling you to come see him. He told you that it had to do with your poor grade.

"Y/n! Good news, I found someone who's willing to tutor you!" he said, gesturing toward Soobin. You couldn't believe it. You absolutely did not want to be tutored by him. But at the same, you were thrilled, intrigued even. He's a nerd after all, you couldn't stand him. But unfortunately, you had no other option. So why not make it interesting?

Then you had a thought. Was he taking this offer just to be around you? You weren't oblivious to the way his eyes lingered on your breasts as you leaned over his desk to taunt him. You noticed the way his gaze shifted to your lower half if you were wearing a skirt that was short enough to reveal the swell of your ass.

You weren't stupid, you knew he was a perverted loser. That thought only intrigued you more.

"You know Soobin, right?" he began, you rolled your eyes. Of course I know him, you thought. "He said he'd be willing to help you understand what we're working on." He explained.

You look over at Soobin, and he's already looking at you. His brown eyes quickly dart away and his shoes suddenly look more interesting. He was clearly nervous. Good, you thought. Everyone knew he had eyes for you, but you could never understand it, so you never believed it. Why would he like you, of all people? You were terrible to him.

You were always taunting him whenever you saw him, calling him terrible things, pulling him aside after lecture just to insult him on anything you could think of because to you, there was an endless amount of things you could insult him on. So why would he like you?

You were snapped out of your thoughts as you heard Soobin choke out a little "Yeah, I...I can help" It was painfully obvious now that she was nervous, and you were sure you were going to enjoy tormenting him throughout your tutoring sessions.

You nodded toward your professor after agreeing to meet with Soobin after your classes today, then shot Soobin a taunting grin. "See you later, Soobin." you laughed, leaving the room to continue your day.

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Later that day, you found yourself rushing around your apartment trying to put yourself together. After the conversation with your professor you came straight home. You were supposed to do some work for one of your other classes, but once you stepped foot in your apartment, you were hit with an overwhelming urge to sleep, so you slept.

You did not mean to wake up 15 minutes before you were supposed to meet Soobin at the library, but here you were, quickly getting yourself ready.

10 minutes later, you were in your car, heading to your local library. Thankfully it wasn't far from your apartment, because within 5 minutes, you were parking.

As you walked into the library, you did not see Soobin. "Good" you thought. You sat down in a corner, organizing your things. It wasn't long before you spotted a familiar face.

You spotted Soobin by the entrance, looking around. You can tell that when he finally spots you, because the tip of his ears flush pink. He walks towards you cautiously, and it makes you scoff. When he finally sits down across from you, you scan his face.

You move your eyes to his face. His eyes avoid your piercing gaze, his teeth chewing and working at his pink, bunny lips. You'd definitely called him ugly before. Were you lying? You liked to tell yourself you weren't, but you knew deep down that you were lying. He was attractive, but so painfully timid.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he gulped nervously. His glasses rest perfectly on the bridge of his nose. He looks like he tried to look decent.

He clears his throat before he speaks, "Uhm... so I think we should start with this". His voice comes out shaky as he points to something in his book. You help back a laugh. cute you thought, then an idea popped in your head molding your lips into a smirk.

As he began to talk, stuttering out little explanations, you lowly shifted just enough to make your cleavage visible to him. You watched as his eyes flicker toward your chest.

It was entertaining, really. Watching him struggle to focus on the material he was attempting to teach you. Seeing the way that his eyes would widen, the way he thought his gasps were discreet. His face flushed a deeper shade of pink each time he'd steal a glance of the valley between your breasts every now and then. He was too easy.

To be quite honest, you weren't paying attention to what he was saying. The effect you had on him was just too entertaining.

Whenever he would ask you a question you would look at him through your lashes and tell him, "I understand, binnie " in that tone that would make his knees weak, his breath hitch, and make his heart skip a beat.

He thought he was discreet with the way he shifted in his seat. It made you curious, because why else would he be shifting in his seat that way? That's when another idea popped up in your head.

You watched as his eyes wandered down to your cleavage once more, his eyes fixated on them as he bit his lips, and that's when you spoke up. "Are you staring at my tits?" you scoffed, faking anger.

He had been caught, and he was so visibly flustered, and panicked that it made you laugh. His face was red, and as he tried explaining himself as he kept stumbling over his words.

"N-no! I wasn't- i would never! I was looking at...your... I wasn't looking at them!" He says defensively, but his voice betrays him. His eyes were glossy, and he looked like he might cry. He was so embarrassed and flustered.

"Don't deny it, I saw you look at them multiple times. You didn't think I'd notice?" you smiled. Boy was he easy to fluster. Poor Binnie was so flustered, he was a stuttering mess, trying to find the words to explain himself! But what was he supposed to say when you were right? So he just avoided eye contact.

You stood up and walked over to his side of the table, looking for any evidence. You could sense that he was aroused, So when you stood in front of him you could see an evident bulge. He panics, shifting under your gaze as he tries to hide the growing tent, but it's useless. You scoffed and rolled your eyes. No way, was this loser getting off on this?

"Are you seriously enjoying this?" you spat, now leaning over him. He was a tall guy, but as he sat down, and you were standing, you towered over him. He stayed silent, looking down in shame and avoiding your harsh gaze as his face burned with embarrassment.

You reached a hand over to grab him by his hair, forcing him to look back at you. It causes him to let out a small gasp as his eyes widen. "You like this, huh? You get off on being humiliated? You enjoy getting caught when you're being a pervert?" you spat, a smirk playing on your lips.

"I ...don't know..." He stuttered. You stifle out a small laugh at his words. "You're pathetic" you snickered as you released your grip, hopping up onto the table in front of him. "You want to see my tits?", you asked, already knowing the answers.

His eyes bulged out of his skull at your words. He didn't think this was actually happening, he didn't believe that those words actually came out of your mouth with such ease.

He was hesitant at first, denying your request even though his body was telling you otherwise. His eyes failed him as his gaze dropped to your cleavage once more as you started toying with the first button on your shirt. After seeing that, he was quick to accept your offer. He swallowed hard, his voice barely above a whisper as he uttered out a small "Yes...please"

You took your time unbuttoning your shirt, taking in each and every little reaction he had. His mouth parting slightly as he practically drooled over you, it was as if he had never seen a pair of breasts before.

Once you had fully unbuttoned your shirt, you felt the cool air of the library hit your bare skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake, and hardening your nipples. you looked at him. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes were wide, he breathed heavily, he was a complete mess. It was pathetic really, the way the sight alone had him completely mesmerized.

"Can i... can I touch them?" he whispered, his voice shaky and his eyes never leaving your breasts. You weren't going to give it to him that easily though.

"Beg for it." you demand. His face flushes even redder, but he really can't resist. He looks up with pleading eyes, "Please let me touch them.. i'll do anything, just please"

How could you say no when he was asking, no, begging so obediently? So, you slowly lower your hands, taking his own huge hands in yours, guiding them hands up to cup your tits.

His hands are soft, and warm to the touch. His hands are huge, which you hadn't noticed before, so they cup your breasts with ease.

"They're so soft..." he softly groans as he looks up at you. His eyes are filled with desire and need, and you would be lying if you said that didn't make your pussy gush with a wave of arousal.

He squeezes your breasts gently, his fingers tracing over the curves and contours as he lets out a pathetic and small moan. "Wow" is all he can say, too lost in the sensation.

Suddenly you slide off of the table and into the chair next to him, catching him off guard. From there, you could really see how hard he was. You could tell he was big just from the size of the tent, but you weren't surprised because after all, he was really tall.

You slowly move your hand to caress his thigh, and you feel him shiver under your touch. "You know.... I could leave you here, all hard and turned on." you tease, watching the way he looks at you with desperate and pleading eyes, silently begging you to stay, to do something and help him.

"But... i suppose if you beg, if you ask nicely, maybe i can help you out with..." you say, averting your gaze to his obvious bulge, "your problem" you finish.

His eyes widen, all glossy and teary eyed as he begs, "Please don't leave me like this. I'll do anything for you, please.....just touch me, or something." his voice shaking, hoping that he'd be able to convince you to touch him.

"Good boy" you purr as you trail your hand up his thigh. He lets out a small whimper at your words, telling yourself to keep that reaction in mind.

You finally reach his crotch, and palm him through his jeans. He lets out a low moan as his body shivers from the pleasure of that alone. He can't help but buck his hips up into your touch.

You snicker at his sensitivity. "God, you must be a virgin, huh? I've barely touched you and you're already a mess" you tease, making sure to apply more pressure to his cock.

He can't reply, too lost in the sensation of you palming and stroking his length over his jeans. He's never been touched like this before, so he was so sensitive to every little touch you threw at him.

Slowly you started to unzip and unbutton his jeans. You don't even have to tell him what to do, because he's already lifting his hips up. "Good boy" you coo, and he whimpers at your words.

Now his jeans are pooling at his ankles, leaving him in just his boxers and he feels exposed, suddenly remembering where they were. He pushes that thought to the back of his brain, he didn't care. He wanted this too much to care about anyone possibly seeing him like that.

You snap him out of his thoughts as you grab his cock through his boxers. He lets out a high pitch moan at the sudden feeling. It's so much more intense now that his rough and tight jeans weren't in the way.

You decide that just through the boxers wasn't enough, so you quickly yank them off, joining his jeans around his ankles, freeing his aching cock. It slaps against his tummy, the tip angry and leaking

You can't help but admire his length, he's big, and you don't think you could fit him anywhere. He's thick as well which makes you shiver, but you won't let him see that.

"You're pathetic, getting like this from some small touches?" you spat. You didn't miss the way his cock twitched at your words, making you grin, "Does that turn you on? Being degraded like that and letting you know how much of a virgin you are? huh bunny?" you coo, and his reaction is enough to answer you. He lets a low moan slip past his lips, and bucks his hips up into nothing.

You smirk, and take the base of his cock in your hands, and slowly begin to stroke him. You admire the way his brows knit together at the sensation, soft whimpers and moans escaping his lips.

Cute you think, as you scoot out of your chair, dropping between his legs. His eyes widened at the action, "W-what are you doing?"

You look up at him through your lashes, "Good boys get rewards don't they?" you say as you take the base of his thick cock back into your hands, leaning in to place a feathery kiss to the tip, and that makes him sigh.

Slowly, your lips sink down his shaft until his tip hits the back of your throat, making you gag, constricting your throat around him. He throws his head back with a low moan at the new feeling, bringing a hand down to grasp your hair. You wrap your hands around what you can't fit in your mouth.

Your hands pump what you can't fit in your mouth as your tongue works at his tip, spit sliding down his cock. The feeling is euphoric, having your pretty lips wrapped around his giant cock, and he watched your mouth bob up and down on his length. Her couldn't stop the incoherent curses, moans, and whimpers from coming out as tried not to fuck up into your mouth.

"O-oh god i'm... i'm close-!" He whimpered.

You pull yourself off of his cock, gasping for air. A string of saliva connected you to his cock as you pump your hands up and down his cock, focusing on his pretty pink tip.

"Please can i cum? F-fuck, please let me cum please!" be pleads, teary eyes, lips parted, breathing heavily, and absolutely fucked-out of his mind.

"Are you gonna be a good boy and let me use your pretty cock after?" you question, knowing you didn't really mean it.. or did you?

"Yes, yes, you can use me, use my cock, please let me cum, i'll be good! I'll do whatever you say, I'll be your fuck toy just please let me cum!" He pleads, tears slipping down his cheeks.

You quickly pulled your hands away from his cock with a chuckle, denying him of sweet release. "No! No, why'd you do that!" he cried, tears finally sliding down his face. The sight was beautiful, hot tears trickling down his cheeks, eyes foggy and pleading, chest rising and falling at a rapid pace.

“Because I wanted to, want to be a good boy for me? Then do as I say, and take what I give you” you spoke softly, almost as if you weren’t denying him of his orgasm.

“But-“ a loud smack echoed through the library as your palm met his wet cheeks, followed by a small whimper, and moan. You saw his dick twitch at the impact and you scoffed.

“Be a good bitch and take what I give you, got it?” You spat, the nerve he had to try and refuse. You should leave him there for that, but you didn’t want to. His eyes were wide, and his jaw was hung open so you knew he wasn’t going to protest any longer.

“Yes… I’ll take whatever you give me, I promise.” He whispered, good you thought, as you brought your hand to his neck, tightening your grip just enough, making him let out a choked moan as his eyes rolled to the back of his skull.

“Good boy” you cooed, trailing your hand down his body slowly, taking in the way each muscle twitches at your touch, leaving goosebumps in its wake. You took time focusing on his nipples. You noticed the way his breath hitch as you rolled the hard buds between your finger tips.

He moaned and whimpered at the sensation, he was so sensitive and cute. You could get used to this, teasing him, fucking with him, it would be fun. The way his brows pinched and his mouth hung open was endearing and you hated to admit the fuzzy feeling that invaded your heart at the sight.

Slowly you continued to trail your hands back to his aching cock. Now it was sticky with the mixture of precum and your saliva, it was red and painfully hard. He gasped as you started to pump his length again, starting at the base and going all the way up to the tip. You started with a painful pace, and his eyes were telling you to slow down but he knew better, and took what you gave him.

It wasn’t long before his cock was twitching and begging to release again. “Please can I cum, m’ so close please noona!” He pleaded. The use of ‘noona’ makes your heart swell. How could you tell him no once again when he was being such a good boy?

"You can cum bunny"

The second those words leave your mouth, you feel his dick twitching in your hands as a strangle moan escapes him. A long string of curses and moans leaves his lips as he releases, shooting thick ropes of cum onto your tits, your face, and some of it lands on your lips.

You help him ride out his orgasm by wrapping your lips around his tip, allowing him to release the remainder of his cum into your mouth. It's salty against your tongue, and you suck every last drop out of him.

He cums so much, it's like it's never ending. Finally, he stops twitching, he stops shooting his load, and you pull off of him. He looks at the mess he made on your face, and groans at the sight. The white, sticky substance drips down your features and you lick your lips, tasting whatever you had left on your lips. It's so dirty, and he loves it.

You get up and grab a hair tie out of your purse to tie up your hair before you help him clean up, but when you turn back to him he's pumping his length to full hardness, and you watch in surprise and horror as he powers through the overstimulation.

"Soobin, what the hell are you doing??"

"I told you that you could use me like a fuck toy... didn't i?"

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(Guys this is my first drabble please bare with me !)

《M-Mommy...harder...faster》

[Txt Soobin, R18 oneshot]

Pairing: Sub!Soobin x Dom fem!reader

Note: Image(s) is not mine and credit goes to its original owner.

Summary: Being a couple is about surpassing our limits in the bedroom.

Soobin had a raging boner, his eyes hitting the back of his head. Of all times, it had to be during dinnertime with his roommates.

"Guys what's that buzzing sound?" Hueningkai addressed the elephant in the room.

"Haha...it's just my mom spamming me." Soobin quickly racked his brain to give a plausible excuse for the fact that there's a buzzing toy in his butt sending pleasure up his spine.

"Are you ok, hyung? You're looking very flushed." Hueningkai, oblivious to the situation, asked with genuine concern for his leader, whereas the others, having a clue to the state of Soobin, were trying to hold in their laughter.

"Uh yeah, I'm done with dinner. I'll head to my room to rest." Soobin rushed to his room, making his groupmates chuckle.

You stood up and said, "I'll check up on him."

Soobin stripped his clothes immediately in the room. He spread his legs out on the bed and sticked his butt up in the air, pushing the toy against his prostrate. He hummed in pleasure and shoved his head in a pillow.

The door opened, then closed, then locked.

"Hah, what do we have here?" Soobin could hear the smirk in your voice.

He sat up right on the toy and looked at you with lust in his eyes. He tugged your arm, not breaking eye contact.

"I-I need mommy to help me...please haah f-fuck m-me."

"When you use the mommy card, how can I resist?" You grinned cheekily. You stripped to show your wet pussy.

You pulled the toy out and it was dripping wet. Soobin whined at the empty feeling. Like a slave to pleasure.

You poured some lubricant onto your strap-on dildo, doing it awfully slow to torture him a bit.

You started painfully slow. Going back and forth purposely, lightly rocking his favourite spots. He groaned in frustration. He decided to take matters into his own hands, slamming his own butt back, hitting his prostrate. He moaned loudly into his pillow, savoring the pleasure.

"Hah looks like soft sex can't satisfy you. Want some rough love huh?"

You grabbed his hips and slammed into them. He shoved his mouth into his pillow to muffle his sounds. You rammed very very hard into him. The slapping sounds were like music, making your ears pregnant. He was moaning like a slut. His tongue was sticking out and drool was flowing from his mouth. His eyes were rolling to the back of his head due to the intense pleasure, addicting like a drug. He would come then keep going.

The sounds of comming with those of skin slapping, echoed in the room. His thighs were covered in streaks of cum, shaking tremendously as he grabbed onto his pillow with the little strength he had left. You grabbed his cock and started jerking him off.

"M-Mommy...harder...faster." He barely got the words out, in between his moans. He was trembling in pleasure and enjoying every part of it. Your slams got impossibly harder. Then you reached further than his prostrate. He was shaking so hard that his moans were barely coming out. Waves of pleasure were sent through his body, one after another.

You finally slowed down after what felt like an eternity. You pulled out and he could feel a load of hot cum dripping out. There was a lot of it. His butthole was burning red, limp body collapsed next to you.

After 5 minutes, you got up again and trailed his body. Looking at the prettiest and hottest man you've ever seen. Knowing he was yours and only yours. Only you would ever make him feel good and moan out like a slut. Your only and only slut.

You easily slipped on your strap-on dildo and slammed into him repeatedly. His low and rough growls bouncing off the walls of the room. You grabbed his hips and slammed them down hard, hitting his overstimulated prostrate. Your grip leaving blue black bruises on his waist area.

"M-M-Mommy...please slow down...I can't anymore-" You pushed his hand off and took complete control. You slammed down and hit the perfect spot until he couldn't breathe. He was groaning every time you did. You pulled his body closer towards you and made him look at you. His eyes were rolling into the back of his head again.

You grabbed his cock that had already came countless times while you pegged him and jerked it at the speed of light. He looked at you with yearning and lust in his eyes. As if he wanted more of you. You slammed again into his the deepest part of his butt.

His muscles tensed up under you, letting another load pump out of his cock. "CUMMING!!!! CUMMING!!!! CUMMING!!!!" You rubbed his cock as fast as you could, making sure his cum filled every corner of his bed. You fell back and shook badly. And so was he.

"Mommy, I love you. Thank you for pleasuring me." He pulled him and you up, then hugged you like a koala. You felt your heart swell with warmness and pride, feeling all fluffy and fuzzy inside.

"I love you too, sugar." You hummed with your chin on top of his head. You rubbed circles on his flat tummy and sooner or later, both of you went to dreamland.

random (hard) though no.59

soobie w an oral fixation, who just can't get you out of his head.

all he can think of when he watches you put your rings on in the morning is how much he wants them in his mouth, pressing down against his tongue.

you glance at him out of the corner of your eye but say nothing. you've noticed it. noticed it for awhile.

the way that he always has something in his mouth to satiate his desires. a lollipop. gum. biting his own fingernails. something-something that in his eyes, doesn't make him look like a perv.

but his secret wasn't very secret with the way he hyperfixated on your hands. poor thing gets so entranced sometimes, he doesn't realize that he's drooling a bit or slightly sticking his tongue out.

his eyes growing glossy as he imagines you straddling his hips, sitting on top of him with two of your fingers in his mouth.

he's so messy with it and you tell him, whispering it into his ear while fingers push down on his tongue, in the back of his throat. drool coating everything as muffled moans come out. you press down harder, his throat contracting around them as he produces small gags and whimpers.

he loves it. loves it too much to put into words.

but his body would tell you everything. the way his fingers dig into your hips, the way his eyes roll back, the way his head angles up-giving everything to you, baring himself to you so that you can do whatever you want to him.

tears prick at his eyes, a blush coats him cheek and maybe, maybe if he was a good boy you'd grind down on him. maybe you'd give him something more to suck on-something bigger.

"soobie,"

his eyes grow clarity as you peck his cheek, running your fingers through his hair, down his jaw and lightly pressing against his lips...just to tease him a little.

before you get up with a small wink. "i have to head out now, see you later...be good for me~"