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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

☆ Me? Pegged?!

genre: smut, fluff, established relationship

Pairing: college bf ! beomgyu x dom ! fem reader

Warnings: pegging, soft sex, sub beomgyu, dom reader, fluff, male masturbation, mentions of porn, anal fingering, use of strap on, hand job, hand holding during sex, beomgyu cries but bc he’s emotional lolol, use of petnames ‘puppy’, ‘baby’, gendered term, reader is referred to as ‘girlfriend’ and afab,

synopsis: your skeptical boyfriend gets pegged for the first time <3 To say the least he definitely enjoys it a lot more than he expected.

word count: 2.8k

“What? Like, in my ass?” Beomgyu, splutters eyebrows raised and asking in a hushed tone, looking cautiously left to right seemingly embarrassed. Although, you were a little confused what he was looking for, given you were both inside his dorm room…and the only people in there.

His demeanour, a total whiplash to a few moments prior when he had very proudly won the fighting game you both were playing together.

“Well, yeah in your ass.” You deadpan at him. “It’s called pegging. It’s just something I think could be fun for us to try and share together and I want to make you feel good! But it’s okay if you don’t want to-”

“No! I’ll-I can try. For you. I’ve just-I’ve never really thought of it before. It seems…intense...” Beomgyu looks down with a pout, fiddling with his thumbs, legs crossed on his bed.

“Gyu,” You cup his cheek and he leans into your touch almost instantly, looking back up at you, practically purring at the nickname and your gesture, “if you’re not comfortable with it we won’t. We don’t have to just because I want to. I just wanted to know your thoughts on it. ”

Beomgyu was always an open minded person when it came to sex, always down to try things at least once. Both of you were pretty compatible in that sense, easily bored when things were kept the same. You liked how experimental and open he was with you.

Beomgyu rubs at the back of his head and nods slowly, still looking skeptical. “I want to try it with you. I trust you. But, I just don’t think I’ll really find it that enjoyable though. I’ll think about it.”

Not that beomgyu would admit to you, but after the topic of pegging was brought up, he couldn’t stop thinking about it. It made a strange feeling pool in his stomach, unsure if it was a good or bad thing. Would it even feel good? What would it feel like? It’d probably feel weird right? And the thought of being so vulnerable was a little scary. He knew he had nothing to be embarrassed about with you but it still felt a little too daunting.

Beomgyu was curious, and many nights contemplating brought him to conduct his own research. Grabbing his laptop, the only light shining in his dark room at the ungodly hours of a thursday night, he went to the only place he knew would have some sort of answers—the internet and he began typing into the search bar.

To his surprise, he came across many dudes enthusiastically raving about it on reddit and how it completely changed their view of life. He thinks some of them were being a little too dramatic.

He also watched a few videos, for research purposes only. He stared at his screen, mouth agape and feeling a flush creep up his neck, cheeks growing increasingly heated at what he sees. Woah. Maybe. This might actually be….

He couldn’t help imagining you doing that to him instead, mind painting vivid pictures of you, imagining your hands on his hips and breath against his neck, being handled like that. It was strangely arousing.

Suddenly beomgyu was squirming in his bed, one hand hesitantly slipping down his sweatpants as he bit his lip, eyes shut as he began embarrassedly and frantically jerking off his now hard dick to the thought of you pegging him.

Faster than he knew, beomgyu was cumming with a hand slapped to his mouth to stop himself from loudly moaning out your name (the college walls were very thin. He knew from experience.) and completely making a mess, soiling his sweats with a muffled whimper instead.

He lay there gasping and panting flushed, left to ponder his actions and new found revelation. It was kind of hot? Or maybe it was just a heat of the moment kind of thing. He couldn’t actually find that hot, right?

Fuck.

There wasn’t much beomgyu kept from you, usually he’d be the one to talk your ear off about the most mundane, silliest things of his day as you both cuddled closely together. However, he’d purposefully failed to mention his recent porn search history and the fact that he’s been cumming a heck of a lot faster than he’d like to admit at the thought of his girlfriend fucking him in the ass.

It’s only made him more curious about whether he’d actually like it. There was only one way to find out and that was to just see for himself. So he knew he had to bring up with you somehow again without sounding like a crazed freak.

You were studying in the library when beomgyu approached you, textbooks spread out in front of you as you furiously typed notes on your laptop. Beomgyu leans in to peck your cheek before taking a seat beside you and you looked up, lifting your headphones from your ears.

“Oh you’re studying as well?”

Beomgyu gives you an incredulous look as if it was absolutely outrageous to suggest he’d be doing that. “No.” He clears his throat, trying to sound as nonchalant and cool as possible, “so, uh, remember that thing we talked about?”

You furrow your brows unsure of what he was talking about, but given how incredibly embarrassed he looked, you had an inkling of what it might be and you try not to laugh, heavily amused, accidentally saying it bit too loud, “Oh you mean pegging?”

He looks around frantically, eyes wide with panic as he tries to gauge if anyone else had heard, then he hits your arm and shoves you. “You don’t have to be so loud, my god.”

You can see the tips of his cute ears going pink as he shakes his head and hides his face with his hands, “Sorry, sorry. I didn’t mean to,”chuckling softly, putting your hands up in defence so he wouldn’t shove you again.

Beomgyu just narrows his eyes at you and scoffs, “Yeah, so anyway. I was just thinking, you know, maybe we should actually... give it a try? I mean, if you're still interested," he said, his words tumbling out in a rush.

Your eyebrows raise in surprise. “So, you’ve been thinking about it?” you teased, leaning in closer. “What changed your mind?”

"Well, I've been doing some, uh, research," he admitted, scratching the back of his head. "And, maybe it doesn't sound so bad after all."

“Oh, so you’re actually interested now?” you grinned, clearly enjoying his embarrassment.

He huffed. “I mean, I’m not saying I’m dying to try it or anything. But, you know, I’m open to the idea. I guess.”

“Sure, sure,” you say giggling into your textbook. “You guess…”

Beomgyu reaches across the table and flicks your forehead playfully, rolling his eyes. “Shut up.”

“Oww!” You rub your forehead soothingly, “We’ll try it soon then, yeah?”

He pretended to think about it, even though his excitement was barely contained. You could practically see his tail wagging and brown puppy eyes lighting up. “Yeah, we could do that.”

Today is the day beomgyu will finally get why a bunch of dudes from reddit are so into being pegged by their girlfriends. Unfortunately for beomgyu though, he was currently stuck in class, wanting more than ever to just be in your dorm, but he had to wait.

The professor's voice drones on, the words blending into a meaningless blur as Beomgyu stole glances at the clock every few seconds. Each tick seemed to echo in his head like a countdown to freedom, and he couldn't help but let out an impatient sigh, mind racing with thoughts of what awaited him once this torturous lecture finally ended.

Meanwhile, you were finding immense amusement in Beomgyu's predicament and you couldn’t help but send him teasing texts during his class to make him even more pathetically desperate.

Beomgyu's eyes widened as he read the message, his cheeks flushing red. He bit his lip, trying to stifle a groan of frustration. He typed back quickly, fingers fumbling with the keys.

Beom🧸🎸: This is pure evil! You’re so mean :( 😠👎

You can’t help giggling, typing back a sarcastic response.

aww what a poor puppy. You’ll just have to wait.

Beom🧸🎸: why can’t I just skip ?!!!!!

You tell him he’s not allowed to skip and that he has to sit through the entirety of it just to torture him some more. Beomgyu pouts, his bottom lip sticking out in a comically exaggerated manner at the text, earning a weird look from Soobin who sat next to him.

Finally, the professor dismisses the class, and Beomgyu practically leaped out his seat, gathering his notebook and laptop and shoving it in his bag in record time. He dashed out of the lecture hall, barely acknowledging soobin’s farewell. Beomgyu’s heart racing as he practically sprinted across campus to your dorm.

When he reached your door, he knocked eagerly, breathing heavily and you swung open the door.

Without a word, Beomgyu pulled you into a passionate kiss, his hands tangling in your hair as he pressed you against the doorframe. He couldn't wait any longer; the anticipation had built up to an almost unbearable level, and now that he was finally here with you, all he wanted was to feel close to you.

You chuckled softly against his lips, teasingly pulling back just enough to look into his eyes. "Someone's eager," you run a hand through his tousled hair.

Beomgyu grins, cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and excitement as he stares down at you with half lidded eyes. "Can you blame me? You’ve been torturing me!" He pouts, staring down at your lips before kissing you again.

You’ve been meticulously prepping beomgyu for god knows how long now, but you wanted to make absolute sure that he was stretched out well so you wouldn’t hurt him one bit.

His soft, breathy moans fill the room as your lubed fingers slide in and out of his cute, pink hole repeatedly. He seemed to like it so far, each gentle movement makes him cling tighter to the pink silk pillow pressed against his chest, hugging it with his eyes blissfully closed, legs spread wide as he lay on your bed.

“Do you think you’re ready, baby?”

He opens his eyes, meeting your gaze with a needy look, and cutely nods, taking a few deep breaths. “Yeah- please.. I want you noww..”

You give him a weary glance. “I don’t want to hurt you though.”

Beomgyu shakes his head softly, still hugging the pink silk pillow tightly, even if he’s a little nervous, he desperately wants to feel you. He swallows, looking directly into your eyes and whines. “I’ll be fine. pleasee”

Sighing, you step into the harness of the strap-on (you’d made sure to order the cutest and prettiest one you saw online), coating the silicone in generous amounts of lube before returning back to beomgyu on the bed.

You gently place his dainty ankles over your shoulders, kissing on his inner thighs and pretty white sock clad legs and ankles as you do so.

You can’t stop staring in awe. Heart swelling up at the sight of beomgyu, fluffy messy hair splayed around his face, long thick eyelashes kissing his rose dusted cheeks, slightly chewing at his plump bottom limp as he braces himself. He’s so precious. How fucking gorgeous this boy is.

You kiss his ankles a few more times, one hand going to his cute tummy that heaved and you slowly push the silicone cock into his now glistening from all the lube, swollen, puffy pink hole, ever so slowly easing in, inch by inch and bottoming out.

Beomgyu cries out, hiding his face instantly in his elbow and he arches his back, and mewls.

“You okay, puppy?”, you coo and gently move his arm out the way so you can look at his pretty face and parted lips, stilling your movements and softly brushing the bangs out his eyes.

Beomgyu shakily nods, trembling. “Mmh. m’ okay. You can keep going.”

Loud high pitched strangled moans escape his lips as you pick up the pace. It’s a new feeling and it takes him some time to get used to. Beomgyu was always loud and would make the prettiest moans ever anyway, but there was something so different at how he moaned right now, completely guttural and different to how they usually were. Even he was surprised, clamping a hand over his mouth in embarrassment but he just couldn’t stop the noises at all even if he tried, loud whines and whimpers continuing unabated. You loved them so much.

You watch his poor, neglected cock slap his tummy with every thrust, red and hard and dribbling beads at the head constantly. You take his dick in your hand, stroking it at the same movement and fucking him harder.

He gasps shuddering and writhing, his fingers curling into the sheets. "Oh... that feels...," he manages to say, interrupted by whines and moans, mouth in a cute ‘o’ shaped, completely dumb and fucked out by now he can barely think, and he moans your name over and over. A cascade of mewls spilling from his lips, a sweet symphony that fills the room.

You lean down to press his swollen lips with yours, moving your mouth against him so messily and needy, making out with him so intensely as you carried on fucking his hole. You’re sure you’re hitting his prostate by now.

Beomgyu disconnects from your lips to pant, a string of saliva connecting from his and your mouth and reaches his hand out to yours “Hold…” He whimpers out, eyebrows furrowed and you gladly grab his hand, intertwining your hand with his and holding hands as you peg him, anchoring him. Your other free hand still continuing your ministrations on his cock, kissing him again. It seems you’ve pegged him completely into subspace.

"gonna cum soon... I can'ttt... it's too much!” Beomgyu chokes out, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he completely shakes.

You suddenly heard choked sobs and sniffling coming from beomgyu. Alarmed, you paused for a moment, worried that maybe you had hurt him. His face was buried in the pillow, and his shoulders were trembling with each shaky breath.

“Beomgyu, are you okay?” you asked softly, your voice laced with concern. You gently eased back, not wanting to cause him any discomfort.

He turned his head to look at you, and your heart ached at the sight before you. His glossy, brown doe eyes were filled with tears, eyelashes clumped together and his bottom lip was jutting out in a pout, making him look devastatingly beautiful, tears streaming down his red cheeks and his hair tousled and damp with sweat. He was such a pretty crier.

“I-I’m okay,” voice trembling with the intensity of his feelings. “It’s just... it feels so good. I love you so much.” His tears flowed freely now, each sob wracking his body. You were surprised at how emotional beomgyu had gotten.

You lean down to kiss away his tears, cupping his hot cheeks, “You’re doing so good for me, gyu. I love you too.”

Beomgyu grasps your hand even tighter, his fingers digging into your skin as he clings to you so close. His head falls back with every thrust, and he throws his head back as you continue to hit his prostate repeatedly again and again, making him go cross eyed and his jaw slack.

He spurts a copious amount of cum from his cock, making such a mess on the sheets, your hand, and his tummy, cumming so hard his vision goes blurry, and he feels dizzy, his legs shaking uncontrollably. His eyes flutter open and shut, gasping and panting heavily. You pull out and collapse beside him, both of you utterly exhausted.

The guys on reddit were so right.

Beomgyu doesn’t let go of you at all afterwards, burying his face in your chest and wrapping his legs and arms around you, clinging to you like a koala contently, breath warm against your skin as you kissed the top of his head.

“I can’t feel my legs.” Beomgyu whines, “Please never mention the crying ever again okay?” He muffles out. “I have a reputation to uphold, you know. Can’t have everyone thinking I’m a crybaby.”

You chuckle, stroking and playing with his soft hair which he loves so much, humming softly at the feeling of your hands on his scalp. “I thought it was very cute.”

He doesn’t say anything and a moment of silence ensues.

“Thank you, baby.” he says gently and quietly, “I’d be eating you out so good right now if I wasn’t so exhausted.” a tired but cheeky grin spreading across his face.

Within seconds, beomgyu was out like a light, his soft snores filling the quiet room, looking so cute absolutely knocked out in your arms.

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A/n: guys im sorry if this was the shittest thing I’ve ever written. I was really trying !! But I’m Just very out of practice at writing atm 😭 im very sorry if the smut is the most messiest thing you’ve ever read, I have not proofread it at all I have no idea what I was writing. So I’m very sorry

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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 !)

Kinktober 2021 Day 28+29

Show Me To The World - TXT Beomgyu

Who: TXT Beomgyu x reader and friends (reader has a vagina)

What: *inhale* 🔞⛔️ smuuuuuut, public sex, sub!Beomgyu, dom!reader, blindfold, light bondage, cock stepping, needy!Beomgyu

Word count: 4.8k

A/N: I thought really hard about how to complete the Day 28 and 29 requests as they were both for sub!Beomgyu and in the end I decided to join them together into one longer fic. I hope both people who requested this will like it ❤ Not beta read (we die like men). Also special thanks to @multifandomfantasies for some creative setting ideas ❤

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His pretty fingers tightened around yours and you turned to him. He was biting his bottom lip and uneven, shallow breaths fanned over the wispy locks of hair falling into his face.

"What is it, Beomgyu?"

The eyes that looked up at you - heavy lidded and yet so awake, anticipating - made your own breath die down. You smiled at him.

"You want it now?"

"Yeah, now," he said, almost too quiet to hear.

You backed him into an alley just outside the club and rummaged through your bag, pulling out a leather collar and a leash. Beomgyu stood still, patiently waiting for you to take off the chain he wore around his neck, his day collar, and replace it with the leather one.

"Just before you do that," he stopped you as you were about to fasten it closed around his neck. You paused patiently, waiting to see what he wanted to do with his last moment of free will for the night.

Beomgyu suddenly grabbed you under your thighs and you instinctively hopped up, wrapping your legs around his waist. His eyes alight, he backed you up again the brick wall and kissed you deeply. He kissed you as if you were oxygen, his tongue not waiting for any permission to slip between your lips. As you met it with your own, that little spark of fireworks went off like always in your head, deep down somewhere primal. Beomgyu's breaths were ragged but he wouldn't leave your lips until he felt a little dizzy. Only then did he part from the kiss, setting you down carefully.

He'd taken your breath away and you stood patiently, watching him with gentle eyes to see if he was ready.

"Alright, now," he nodded.

The leather leash still hung from between your fingers and you reached for the collar around his neck, fastening it properly and attaching the leash to it with a clink of the metal clips. The excess length of the leash hung down and you wound it around your hand, tugging lightly to test the tension. Beomgyu gulped at the pull on his neck and as if on instinct, his head hung down and his hands clasped neatly in front of him.

"Good boy," you praised and with a slight pull, both of you made your way to the entrance of the club.

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You'd been here before but it was Beomgyu's first time. He stuck by your side obediently as you both walked through the club, exploring the different rooms and stopping every once in a while for you to introduce Beomgyu to some acquaintances. He'd blushed more times than he could count at all the compliments directed at him about how cute and pretty he was and how polite he was. You had not yet let anyone touch him or do anything with him, letting him get used to the atmosphere first and by the way his fingers clenched and fidgeted around your hand, Beomgyu was grateful for that.

You took him to one of the main common areas which was littered with various arrangements of sofas, low tables and soft chairs. A few couples here and there were making out boldly, hands teasing over their bodies in full view of everyone. One couple in the corner had progressed beyond that, one of them throwing their head back as the other was clearly sucking their cock. You caught Beomgyu staring.

"Tell me what's going through your head, Gyu," you spoke low in his ear as you both sat down across the couple, a fair distance away. Beomgyu was sitting way too prim and proper, a dead giveaway that he was trying to provide some friction to his dick.

"It's so... blatant. But no one seems to mind," he mused, at the same time squirming subtly in his seat. You dropped your hand in his lap and angled your lips to ghost over his neck.

"You like it, don't you," you hand palmed his hardening cock through the coated denim. "Do you want to watch, or do you want to do it?"

Beomgyu's eyes fluttered, lashes casting long, spidery shadows over his smooth skin in the moody bluish light of the club.

"Watch a little first...M-maybe try it," he mumbled tensely.

"Whichever one it is, it's not polite to sit here and get off without permission. We need to go and ask politely first," you said as you stood up, tugging on his leash and he followed hesitantly. "Don't worry, the one sucking him off on her knees is an old friend, they won't mind. They like being watched."

While you both made your way to the couple, the person getting sucked off turned to face you as of on cue.

"Long time no see, you guys," you greeted casually. The girl on her knees popped off her partner's cock and they both said their hellos cheerfully without changing position.

"This is Beomgyu's first time here and he was hoping he could watch you two while I work him up."

"Of course, no problem," the couple smiled wide and gave their agreement, promptly resuming their activities. You nudged Beomgyu to the side and he leaned against the wall a few steps away from the couple. You immediately unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down to his thighs, sandwiching him between your body and the wall.

"Oh...," he sighed when your warm hand wrapped around his already stiff cock. With your other hand you wound Beomgyu's leash tight and reached above his head where you hooked it to an exposed pipe. This prevented him from moving or looking down, restricted to looking straight ahead or to the side, towards the couple.

The pressure on his neck had him gasping and he started bucking against your hand uncontrollably.

"You know that if you keep this up I'll have to punish you," you hissed in his ear and his hips immediately stilled. His cock was drooling at the tip already and you knew keeping still wasn't easy for him.

"Oh please keep going," he asked politely but the undertones to his voice were dripping with need and desperation. His eyes were fixed on the woman who was now deepthroating her partner enthusiastically. He watched how her lips widened each time she passed over the tip of her partner's cock and when the man thrust hard into her throat, the wet, choking noise had Beomgyu clenching his eyes shut and tensing his thighs impossibly hard to stop himself from doing the same and bucking into your mouth.

You continued stroking him, his precum aiding the process, and you started unbuttoning his shirt. One by one you let the buttons out of their eyelets until Beomgyu's shirt hung open, exposing his sculpted torso to everyone who looked his way. Even though he'd had his cock out for the past hot minute, being more exposed seemed to get to him and he turned his face away, shutting his eyes.

You immediately pulled on his leash harder and let go of his cock, letting it bob desperately and it twitched.

"You're not going to turn away, you're going to watch like a good boy or else I won't touch you at all and I will send you home to wait for me with a vibrator in your ass," you told him sternly, looking at him intently in the eyes. The way his long lashes fluttered as trepidation fluttered over his beautiful features had a burst of heat spreading through you. You loved it when he obeyed. "Understood?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, please, I'll keep watching," he babbled desperately, hands clutching at his sides.

Hearing your commands, the man across from you smiled teasingly and pulled his cock our of his partner's mouth then helped her up off the floor. He positioned her to face the wall not two feet away from Beomgyu, with her palms flat against the wall and back arched deeply. He settled himself behind her and stripped off her tie-side underwear, then brought his cock over to tease her pussy.

"Oooh she sounds good and wet," you chimed in and the man nodded.

"She's dripping, she really loves having an audience," he said as he ran his cock up and down over her opening. You glanced at Beomgyu and saw one of the most fucked out expressions you had ever caught him with. Eyes wide and brows furrowed, lips parted and hands clenched into fists at his sides. You smirked as you continued your overly slow pace on his cock and could feel his thighs trembling. Just as the man started slowly pushing into his partner, you let go of Beomgyu's cock and lightly caressed his balls.

The withdrawal of physical stimulation and the escalation of the visual broke something in him.

"Fuck! No! Please, please, keep stroking me, I need to cum!" He whined loudly as his hands left their clenched position and flew up to cover his eyes and face, as if he was embarrassed to be seen begging. You continued you feather-like motions over his balls for a moment and then moved your fingers down and back, putting pressure on his puckered opening.

The way he undulated against the wall was fucking beautiful and you couldn't hide your smile.

"You know the rules, Beomgyu," you leaned in to speak quietly in his ear. "No begging unless I tell you to. You know I'm going to have to punish you, don't you?"

Beomgyu whimpered, cock twitching at the mere mention of the word. He liked being a good boy, until he earned a punishment.

"Listen well. I'm going to take you to that chair over there and our friends will come with us to watch. I'm also going to let anyone else who asks watch as well. I'm going to tie your hands together first, and then I'm going to blindfold you, since you don't deserve to watch anymore. We'll see how you do when you're being watched instead. If you want to stop, you know what to do."

With that, you nodded your head at the couple who were still lazily fucking near you and they moved easily towards a chair in the middle of the area.

You untied Beomgyu's leash from the pipe and tugged him along, not bothering to fix him up or zip up his jeans and letting him walk across the club with his erection bobbing. When you reached the chair you positioned Beomgyu in front of it and tied his leash to the back of the chair.

"Now, I want to you to take your clothes off for our friends while I go grab what we'll need. You better make it good for them, they'll tell me if you slacked."

Beomgyu's eyes went as wide as saucers as you flashed him a smile on the way to the basement where spare supplies were kept.

Beomgyu turned around to find two pairs of eyes fixed on him intently. The female motioned in a "go ahead" gesture and he swallowed with difficulty. His hands were fidgeting with the urge to bring his still-hard cock back into his pants and zip them up but he knew he couldn't do that. Instead he brought his hands up to start spreading his unbuttoned shirt over his chest. He slowly spread the fabric a little, giving teasing glimpses of his collarbones and chest.

The reality of the environment hit him and vulnerability rolled off his skin in waves. His head tipped back and he let his shirt fall off his shoulders. He knew he would be made to sit in the chair anyway, so he kicked off his shoes and lowered himself to the chair. As he did so he pushed his jeans down and off along with his underwear.

Now fully nude, Beomgyu was suddenly less shy and more excited. It was as if that's what he had been building up to. He sat in the chair impatiently, feet shuffling from one place to another.

"Beomgyu."

Your voice made him whip his head around and his eyes fixed onto the handcuffs, lube and other items in your hands.

"Was he a good boy," you asked your two friends who were eyeing Beomgyu like a piece of meat.

"No question, absolutely delicious," the female purred.

You smiled and placed the items at Beomgyu's feet, caressing his cheek as you stood up. You produced a blindfold from your pocket and showed it to him.

"I'll put this on you now and we'll continue."

He nodded and raised no objection. He knew that your announcement wasn't really meant to bring new information but to give him a chance to use his safeword if he wanted to. As the fabric was brought close to his face he closed his eyes and slipped into darkness. You tied the blindfold into a knot at the back of his head and carded your fingers through his soft hair. Beomgyu followed your motion instinctively, body moving slowly and deliberately as he adjusted to the many sounds around him without his sight.

"Now, take my hand and sit facing the back of the chair," you instructed and helped Beomgyu up. You turned the chair around with its back facing your audience. The back of the chair only consisted of a curved metal frame so Beomgyu could be seen straddling the chair in all his naked glory, cock poking past the edge of the chair.

"Put your hands on the chair frame in front of you," you instructed. He obeyed and you secured the handcuffs around the frame, locking them around his wrists methodically.

Beomgyu was the picture of a perfect sub - blindfolded, handcuffed, naked and anticipating, lips parting and his hips subtly grinding against the chair, trying to bring some relief to his cock which had not only not gone down but had started leaking precum with the prolonged physical and mental teasing he had been put through.

Your mouth watered as you watched him and you wanted to see him earn some stimulation. You took off the bottom half of your outfit including underwear. Unlike Beomgyu, you had no problem being naked in front of strangers as long as fun was involved. You took his jaw in your hand and held him in place as you raised one leg over the chair frame he was facing and you positioned your foot on the seat beside his thigh.

"Come on then, my little slut, show me how good you can be and you'll earn a nice reward," you told him with a smile as you guided his head towards your folds which were on display in front of him and anyone who was looking.

A needy moan came right away when Beomgyu's lips met your lower ones. He immediately wrapped his lips around your clit, forming a light seal but open enough that he could still flick and drag the tip of his tongue against your clit. He was unbelievable with his mouth and you had a hard time controlling the harsh intakes of breath your body demanded at the stimulation. Beomgyu had a rhythm memorised and every minute he would release your clit for a bit then smoothly dip down lower and drag his tongue against your entrance before pushing it in as far as it would go several times. He would then return to kiss, suck and lick your clit. Your hand tightened on his hair until you were practically letting him hang by his silky black locks. Your legs buckled slightly and your pelvis lowered to where Beomgyu could reach between your legs with his handcuffed hands a little, and his fingers found and spread open your folds so he could press his tongue into you even more firmly.

Beomgyu ate you out as if he was making out with you. Being able to concentrate on something made him forget about being stripped naked and handcuffed in front of strangers and he channeled his pent up nervousness into a single task of making you cum. You started bucking your hips into his face and he only got messier, sucking up your juices and teasing your opening with his thumb. He dragged his tongue from side to side over your clit and recognised the shaking of your thigh and the cut off, fast breaths you were sucking in. Growing that little bit bolder, he tipped the chair forward to reach further with his fingers and he plunged two into you as he sucked on your clit harshly.

"Fuck! Beomgyu come on, I'm close, almost there..."

Your encouragement and your soft flesh clenching around his fingers gave him the strength to keep going and he tilted his head to the side to spread his lips over your cunt, licking and sucking over every spot he had ever touched that made you moan. He pumped and hooked his fingers inside you and you decided to just let it happen. You let your body undulate against him as you felt your walls tighten up and pulse around his fingers.

"Oh fuck yes!"

Realising that you has reached your peak, Beomgyu eased up the pressure on your clit and laved his tongue over it soothingly as you rode out your orgasm, still rolling your hips against him. When you were spent and needed a break, you finally released your harsh grip on his hair and let your leg drop down from the chair.

"Such a good boy you are, you did so well, Beomgyu. You deserve a reward, don't you?"

Licking his lips clean from your wetness, Beomgyu nodded frantically but dared not beg as you had told him not to. You knew just the thing.

Raising your leg, you positioned your foot right between his legs and slowly lowered it over his cock which was sticking out over the edge of the chair. The bottom of your shoe pressed over the hard member and you slowly dragged it back and forth.

Beomgyu clenched his hands into fists and moaned desperately, held at the precipice of pain and pleasure. He knew you would make it feel good for him but if he moved too much, he could make it painful. His head bowed forward and you could see him sink his teeth into his knuckles, trying to keep himself from moving or begging.

"You're getting your reward, baby, what's the matter? You need more?"

Beomgyu nodded quickly again and you motioned to your friends who were already fucking again, eyes glued to every move Beomgyu made.

"If you need more, then that's what we'll give you. Could you come over and give him something to do with his mouth," you asked your friend's partner. The man smiled widely and set your friend down, pulling out of her. She was so wet that his cock was dripping. The man walked over to Beomgyu and guided his face to turn to the side before dragging the head of his cock across Beomgyu's lips. Beomgyu startled, not at all expecting to be made to give a blow job tonight, but this was not one of the things he had listed as a hard limit.

"Give it a little taste, Beomgyu, and tell me your color," you said calmly, still dragging and pressing your foot over Beomgyu's cock.

You watched as his tongue snuck out between his pretty lips and swirled around the head of the cock in front of him. Beomgyu smacked his lips and said, "Green. Your friend is delicious. Can... can she join too?"

"That might be fun, shall we ask her?"

"Already here," the woman giggled, kneeling down beside Beomgyu and picking up one of the dildos you brought and the lube.

"Pay attention to your task, Beomgyu, or everything will stop and we'll go for a round of drinks without you."

Not wasting a moment, Beomgyu opened up and took the man's cock into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks and putting all his tricks into use. The man went deep and then groaned at the feeling of his tip bumping and pushing far into Beomgyu's throat.

"Holy shit, is his jaw elastic? He's practically deepthroating me already?"

"That big mouth has its uses," you smirked and gave Beomgyu a particularly satisfying stroke, making him groan around the thick member he was sucking.

Meanwhile your friend was covering the dildo with lube and warming it up.

"This will be a little bit cold, Beomgyu," she warned and then pressed a lubed up finger against Beomgyu's anus. He inhaled sharply and bucked forward, then back, unsure if he wanted to get away from the cold sensation or press onto the invading finger.

Your friend swirled her fingertip around Beomgyu's hole, rubbing and teasing at his rim and he instinctively pushed back, trying to get the digit to enter him. Each time he bucked forward he earned another stroke from your foot, and each time he moved back, your friend's finger breached his entrance just a little, slipping inside enticingly.

Beomgyu's jaw went slack and he started moaning uselessly as he let the man use his mouth. Overstimulation was clouding his senses and he needed someone to decide what he should feel and when. He reached for you with his cuffed hands and you nodded at your friend, giving her the go ahead to move further.

One and then two fingers pressed smoothly inside Beomgyu to the knuckle and he groaned so loudly that he drew more onlookers to his little scene. He relaxed quickly around the fingers in his ass and started a rhythm of impaling himself on them then moving forward into the friction you provided on his cock.

"Give him something to really scream about," you told your friends as you lifted your foot off his cock. Beomgyu whined  up in the next moment your friend hooked her fingers right against his prostate and her partner grabbed Beomgyu by the hair, making him take his cock as deep as he could go.

Beomgyu growled desperately and his tongue lolled out from underneath the hard member he was sucking. His thighs tightened up and flexed with exertion as he tried to keep up with two different rhythms.

"Fuck, I'm nearly there," your friend's partner panted. "Can I cum on his face?"

"Sure, he looks pretty in white," you laughed as you watched a flush bloom from underneath Beomgyu's blindfold and down his cheeks and neck. The boy's tongue swirled and dragged against the cock pistoning into his mouth and he was soon rewarded with a deep groan from the man. He withdrew from Beomgyu's warm mouth and jerked himself just a few times before bursts of cum streaked across Beomgyu's smooth features and his blindfold.

Without missing a beat, your friend smoothly took her fingers out of Beomgyu's ass and replaced them with the dildo she had slicked up. Without a cock filling up his mouth, Beomgyu moaned freely and there was a hoarse, raw edge to his voice that only got sharper as he was penetrated deeper.

Leaning over him, you grabbed his leash and pulled it taut, making the fastening tighten up around his neck.

"Since you've been such a good boy for me, I'll let you beg for what you want," you told him affectionately. Words tumbled out of him as if he had been waiting for the moment he would be allowed to speak.

"Please, touch my cock, I'm so hard... and I need it deeper, miss," he directed at your friend, maintaining his politeness even in his fucked out state.

You obliged him, dropping to your knees in front of him and squeezing his cock and balls as you friend pushed the dildo harder and faster into his ass. After a particularly hard thrust Beomgyu yelped and his face split into a grimace.

"Color?" You asked, suspecting it might have been too hard a thrust.

"Green, green! I'm fine, please, just right there..." Beomgyu begged and his tone sounded almost as if he was going to cry if he didn't get what he wanted. His cock had swelled up even more in your grip and felt painfully hard. You jerked him as you cupped and gently tugged on his balls, and his hands clenched into fists again.

"Let me hear you, Gyu, don't hold back."

"It feels so good, please, fuck me, I'm so close, I'm going to burst," he whined, back arching and hips rutting uselessly between the two sources of intense stimulation at both ends.

"Milk him for everything he's got," you told your friend and she nodded, keeping up the pace into Beomgyu and twisting slightly to hook and bump into his prostate as much as possible with each thrust in.

Beomgyu's entire body shook with exertion and his moans grew deep, guttural and desperate as he let himself be stimulated to his peak. You paid close attention as you stroked him and you saw almost every muscle in his body tense and jump under his skin. You tightened your grip and with a few more pumps and a few more hard thrusts from your friend behind him, he was screaming and cumming in your hand.

Your friend eased up on her thrusts but kept the dildo buried deep inside Beomgyu's ass, twisting it and pushing slowly in and out in shallow movements to prolong his pleasure. Beomgyu's cum ran over your fingers in copious spurts and the room was suddenly filled with encouraging calls and whistles. You had been in your own state of flow, focused on Beomgyu and you had not realised just how many onlookers your little show had gathered.

Realising just how many people had been watching him, Beomgyu froze for a moment, cock still pulsing in your hand.

"You did so well, Gyu. Everyone loved watching you, don't be embarrassed," you were supportive, aware that too much embarrassment might make him drop. The shy smile curving up the edges of his lips told you that it was not much of a concern though. Your friend took her cue and carefully pulled out the dildo.

"Let's get you cleaned up quickly and we'll go relax, okay?"

Beomgyu nodded, patiently waiting as you brought out some wipes and cleaned up the cum and lube off of his ass, cock and face and off your hands, then unlocked the handcuffs.

"We need to put your clothes back on," you leaned over to speak quietly in his ear, "Do you want me to take your blindfold off now so you can do it yourself or do you want me to lead you to the back room blindfolded and naked and sort you out there?"

Not feeling up to humiliation on top of the very public display he had just been part of, Beomgyu shook his head.

"I think I can handle taking the blindfold off here."

You left him to it and he reached up to untie the fabric, lowering it slowly and looking down for a few moments while his vision adjusted to the lights which, although dim and moody, were still a jump up from the total darkness he had been revelling in. He reached for your hand and took a few deep breaths before finally daring to raise his head and look around the room.

He bit into his lips as he saw people watching him and masturbating, some lost in blow jobs or standing sex, and a few were on the sofas and chairs in various positions, with various toys but stealing lingering glances at him. 

He allowed himself to start to process his feelings about being watched as he came down from his high completely and his breathing normalised. He put his clothes back on quickly and stretched out his legs to ease the discomfort from sitting down and tensing for so long. You tugged on his leash and he stood up to follow you quietly.

You led Beomgyu to a small, empty back room where the music and noise of the club felt muffled, as if smothered in cotton. He watched you with his eyes glistening and you unclipped the leash experimentally, to see if he was still deep in subspace or if he had started to come up now. The desperate look on his face had cleared and he ran his finger underneath his collar.

"How are you feeling?"

"I want it off," Beomgyu said calmly, and waited for you to slowly unclasp and remove his collar. He rubbed his neck along the faint marks left by the collar from your tugging. You watched him carefully as he rose up and approached you. He grabbed the hem of your shirt and lifted it over your head and off.

"I want you now," he rasped as he mouthed along your sternum.

"Let me close and lock the door," you smiled and reached towards the door handle. But Beomgyu's hand shot out and tightened on your wrist.

"Don't."

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~"

irresistible { kang taehyun }

☆ pairing: kang taehyun x gn! reader

☆minors dni

☆ rating: 18+, nsfw

☆ warnings: dom! reader, sub! taehyun, handjob, use of "baby" as a petname once, minor cum eating, minor nipple play, praise,

☆ summary: your boyfriend taehyun's just so pretty, how could you possibly resist?? thinking about jerking taehyun off and having him remind you who he belongs to

nsfw thirst/headcanon!!

ღ sitting with taehyun on your shared couch, leaning back as he sits in the space between your legs

ღ he’s watching some boring movie that you honestly haven’t been paying attention to the past 30 minutes it’s been on

ღ if anything you’ve been more focused on the boy in front of you, dyed hair tickling your face as he leans back into you

ღ your boyfriend must be either oblivious or dangerously relaxed around you, cause it seems that he can’t pick up on your maddening frustration

ღ he just looks so pretty, it makes you want to touch him, makes you want to remind him that he’s yours to keep and use

ღ it's his day off, he's not wearing any makeup and his hair is pushed out of his eyes by a pink headband you got him 2 months ago

ღ he's in an oversized t-shirt and loose shorts, and there's a voice at the back of your head that wants to hear him moan as your hand works underneath them

ღ you know it’s mean to disturb him while he’s watching the movie so intently, completely relaxed in your arms and at your mercy

ღ but at the same time you were never one to control your impulses, so with devilish intent, you leaned forward to place a kiss on the side of taehyun’s neck

ღ he flinched before relaxing at the realization that it was just you, reaching to hold your hand and giving you a silent smile before returning his attention back on the screen

ღ he probably just thought you were bored and feeling affectionate, taking your kisses as something innocent rather than something to disarm him

ღ so you continue, feeling the warmth of his palm around yours as you trail your lips down his neck

ღ his shirt hangs loosely off his shoulder, and it gives the perfect opportunity to trail your lips over the soft skin

ღ it's at this point where you feel taehyun start to catch on, his body stiffening as you leave butterfly kisses along the sensitive flesh

ღ "what are you up to?" he mumbles, obviously baffled by your sex drive during a moment where you were supposed to just sit in each other's presence

ღ "nothin', just relax," you reply softly, giving taehyun's hand one last squeeze before your hand shyly tugs at the bottom of his shirt

ღ "you seriously couldn't wait?" he scolds before gasping softly, your fingers trailing over the expanse of his slim waist

ღ "couldn't wait, i want you now," you hum, letting your palm run flat along his stomach, feeling the toned yet slim muscle

ღ "what, you don't want it?" you ask, your other hand starting to creep up his shirt

ღ "tell me you don't want it and i'll stop," you promise, hands stilling against his warm skin (is he heating up?), one on his abs as the other's close to tugging at his sensitive nipples

ღ there's a brief pause before taehyun timidly shakes his head, strands of pink tickling your nose lightly

ღ "i want it..."

ღ you smile, placing another kiss against his shoulder as you finally take one of his nipples between your fingers, twisting the bud as taehyun's whole body shudders against you

ღ "tell me how bad you want it," you order into his ear, nipping at the lobe and watching him flinch at the sensation

ღ "want it bad!" he groans, brows furrowed and still so shy to admit that his own sex drive is almost always ready to match up with yours

ღ "yeah?" you coo, sliding your other hand to finally reach below the string of tae's boxers

ღ he lets out a startled moan as you palm over his half-hard cock, your touch sending sparks down his spine as his head falls back to land on your shoulder

ღ "been wanting you ever since you walked into this room looking all pretty just for me," you hum, meeting taehyun's gaze, eyes big and staring up at you with confusion

ღ "all i did was—mhn—was wash my face and throw on some clothes," he whined, eyes turning glossy and pleading as he twitches in your hold

ღ "don't you know what you do to me, pretty boy? you drive me crazy with just a single look," you tease, shutting down any of his protests by quickly taking his lips into a kiss made messy by the weird angle

ღ the kiss is cut off by taehyun's open-mouthed cry as you squeeze the head of his now fully erect cock, his warm breath fanning against your neck and cheek

ღ your fist is twisting and pumping over taehyun's length at a steady pace, lewd sounds of squelching and soft moans filling the room as precum seeps out of his tip

ღ you pinch one of nipples to remind him of your other hand, and soon taehyun's arching against you with a broken "f-fuck!"

ღ "taehyun, baby," you start, the sound of your voice making your boyfriend open his eyes to look at you (he hadn't noticed he closed them)

ღ "ye—ah!—yes?" he grits out, hips stuttering every time your thumb swipes over his weeping head

ღ "you know i love owning pretty things," you state, watching taehyun nod his head, eyes fighting to stay open as you interchange the pace of your first around him

ღ "and you're very pretty, so very pretty, kang taehyun," you praise, hearing the high pitched whimper you force out of him as one of his hands tries to claw at your back for support

ღ "makes me wanna own you, have you all to myself," you breathe, removing your hand from his nipple to harshly grab his pretty face, watching his face contort into a mix between pain and pleasure as you manhandle him

ღ "are you mine?" you ask finally, speeding up the hand around taehyun's messy dick and watching the way he fights to throw his head back in your grasp

ღ he nods, crying out something you can't seem to understand as you jerk him off near his orgasm

ღ harshly, you squeeze his throbbing tip, making him cry out so desperately that the sound sends sparks straight to your clit

ღ "answer me," you hiss, shaking his head in your grasp to make sure his attention is focused on you

ღ he nods with a broken sob, tears welling up in his eyes because he know he can't cum until you're satisfied with his behavior

ღ "yes yes yes fuckk yes, i'm yours!" he rambles, throwing his head back onto your shoulder to bite at your neck the moment you release him

ღ smiling at his obedience, you grab him by the back of his neck to lead him into one more kiss before you're twisting your wrist around him in a way you know he just can't handle

ღ "then show me just how pretty you looked all whored out like this," you say before swallowing his loud moans and cries with a kiss, eyes open as you watch his flutter shut as his orgasm hits

ღ his hips stutter and he squirms in your hold, cum shooting out onto your hand and on his shorts

ღ you help him ride out his orgasm before he's whining against your lips at the overstimulation, to which you finally take your hand off his dick and take it out to wipe off somewhere

ღ to your surprise and delight, taehyun grabs your hand before you can waste his cum, licking up the fluid and sucking on your fingers as he looks up at you with mischievous eyes

ღ "am i still pretty?" he asks teasingly, releasing the last of your fingers from his mouth with an erotic 'pop!’

ღ "irresistible," you groan, taehyun's laughter ringing in your ears as you tackle him down onto the sofa cushions for a proper round