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virgin!changbin x black!reader

Warnings: teasing, edging, ruined orgasm, mild cursing,

Sorry for any mistakes!!!

You didn’t even mean to come across this. All you were doing was looking for a hoodie to steal from Changbin but you happened to spot a poorly hidden toy behind some stuff on the shelf next to the hoodies. You couldn’t decide wether to tease him about it or leave it alone. After finally figuring out which one to do, you decide to tease him for it.

You grab the box completely forgetting about the hoodie you were supposed to grab and make your way downstairs. “Heyyyy Changbin. Look what I found!” You said tossing the box towards him.

“I- how’d you? W-why were you going through my stuff?!” His face was flushed red out of embarrassment as he stuttered out whatever came to mind first.

“You’re really horrible at hiding things I hope you know that. It was hidden on the shelf next to your hoodies and it caught my eye. I’m not gonna lie Changbin, it’s like you were asking for me to see this. You know I take your hoodies, so why would you hide it there?”

He didn’t even know how to respond, clearly embarrassed by the fact his best friend found his toy. He doesn’t know why he’s embarrassed because you’re always telling him stuff about your sex life. He stays quiet, still not knowing what to say before you speak again.

“So. How many times have you used it?”

“WHAT? Y/N! That’s none of your business!” He snatched up the box before pushing his way past you to go put it back where you had found it at. Too bad for him, you’re hot on his heels continuing to question him.

“Come onnnnn, I always share stuff with you. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about Binnie, I’ve never seen you with a girl before, is that why you have one? Tell me how many times you’ve used it.”

When he doesn’t answer you, you snatch it out of his hands and put it behind your back. “Give it back y/n! You’re being a jerk!” He tries taking it back but failing each time. He finally gives up after multiple failed attempts. “If I tell you. You have to give it back.”

“Deal. Now tell me.”

“I’ve never used it before.”

Well— that was definitely shocking as fuck. You did NOT expect him to say that. “Why not? It looks like a great toy.” You said looking at it. You needed more answers.

“I- I don’t know. Can you just give it to me so I can put it back y/n? This is very embarrassing.”

The first question that came to mind was. “Are you a virgin, Changbin?”

“W-what?! Why would you think t-that?” He mentally curses himself for stuttering and being affected by your question. He knew you knew he was virgin he’s just didn’t wanna admit it, not wanting to be embarrassed for another thing.

“You areeeee. How though? I mean look at you. You’re handsome, you’re fit, you’re nice, you’re funny.” Now you understood why he never talked about his sex life. He’s never had sex. “I have a serious question.”

“I don’t wanna be asked anymore embarrassing questions so no.”

“Well- I don’t think it’s embarrassing.” You wait a second before continuing on with your question. “You don’t have to but… do you mind if I use it on you?”

At this point he’s redder than a tomato. “I- I don’t want it to ruin anything between us. We’ve been best friends for years.”

“It won’t. I promise.”

That’s what lead to this.

You straddling him and using the toy on him, edging him, teasing him. It may seem bogus for ruining his orgasms when he was being such a good boy for you but seeing him so desperate for your touch made you wanna do more than just not let him cum.

Just as he’s about to cum you pull the toy away cause him to let out a whine and thrust his hips up into nothing. Slapping his hand away when he tried to grab his poor cock and finish himself off.

“Don’t do that or you won’t cum. I told you to beg and you can barely even speak without moaning like a slut.” You say and push the lube-soaked silicone back onto his cock, stroking every time he tries to speak.

“Fuck! Oh fuck! Please please. I- I ne-” He cuts himself off with a loud moan as you begin stroking him quickly, waiting for him to get close so you can ruin his orgasm. “Ah- y/n! Oh my god. I need to cum! Let me cum.”

“I told you to beg Changbin.” You say running your hand up his body, letting your fingers ghost over his nipple oh so lightly. Watching him choke on his moans and arch his back was such a great sight so you repeat the action. This time flicking your finger over the bud.

“That’s- ahh, I’m gonna cum….oh my god. I’m cumming!”

You still your movements, denying his orgasm once again. He’s so desperate to cum at this point. Begging so cutely, choking on his words, thrusting his hips up trying to get any kind of friction he can. “You obviously don't wanna cum that bad. I know you can beg Changbin, so do it.”

“I do wanna cum! Y-you just don't give me the ch-chance to beg.” He breathed out, also pouting. He lies there with his hands balled into fisted by his head, inhaling and exhaling loudly. “I-I can beg. You just have to let me.”

“I’ve given you plenty of chances and all you can seem to do is moan and whine... I guess I can give you another chance but if you don't beg right then  you won't get to cum tonight. Understand?” You said slowly starting to move your hand again. 

“Please mommy! Please let me cum, I’ll do anything! Please!” He begged. Boy was he desperate to cum. Willing to do anything to be able to cum.

“Good boy. Go ahead and cum.” You grin, sliding the toy around him again. “I knew you could beg so good for me baby.”

“Thankyouthankyouthankyou! Oh my god, y/n. I’m gonna- I’m so close! Please don’t stop.” He can’t tell if you’re gonna edge him again or actually let him cum this time. It only takes a few more strokes before he’s cumming. You remove the fake pussy off of him which makes him let out a loud noise. His legs are shaking and he goes to reach for his cock again making you slap his hand.

“Leave it alone.”

“You- you’re so fucking mean.” He’s out of breath and still shaking, his hair is slicked against his forehead due to the sweat that formed over the while. “You said I could cum!”

“Not everyone’s nice, sweetheart.” You smirk and walk off to the bathroom to wash the lube off your hands.

saw u reblog a pervy changbin post 😩 spare some pervy skz thoughts maybe 🤲

— skz and perverted thoughts.

sub ! skz ot8 , dom ! gn ! reader 

🏷️ perversion. somnophilia. voyeurism. blasphemy. invasion of privacy. individual scenarios of 8 pining perverts. sorry anon for the late response!

— you’re the reason why bang chan never sleeps.

he knows that neither of you are together…yet. you usually sleep over at his place though, a one-bedroom apartment with an uncomfortable couch, so you’re forced to sleep next to him. chan never tells you this but he gets hard every night you sleep over. he refuses to admit—no, he will never admit that he gets hard to the idea of you sleeping soundly next to him, in nothing but your sleepwear. 

chan constantly thinks about waking you up from your sleep after you’ve taken your clothes off. chan knows that you sleep without underwear — he watched you slip into your pants without putting anything under — and he wants your bare skin on his. he hasn’t seen your eyes fluttered shut in slumber since you two face away, but he thinks about how you could dominate him with the mere awakening of your irises. he wants to shock you so that you can shock him back. chan wants to feel your heavy breath on his heavier exhales instead of the gentle sighs he so desperately wants to wake. he wants to grind on your legs, dig his face in your neck, and whine as you take care of him while half-awake. 

but no, he can’t have that, he can never have that, so he fantasizes. stroking his cock, once, twice, thrice, four times, while you count your sheep to slumber at the same pace.

— minho feasts on whatever eye candy you are.

he can only keep to himself for so long, staring from the chair opposite yours. he’s too dignified; minho hasn’t made his feelings clear with himself, let alone you, so he can’t do much. all he can do is look from a distance. stare. drill his eyes into every single inch of your smooth skin until his pupils dilate. fuck, you’re just his type. oh god, you’re so close yet so far. 

and he wants you to be close. close the physical distance. close in on the friendship and become something more. close, moan “minho, i’m so close.” he wants to have you cum on him, finally let yourself go after ruining him to the point he’s writhing and crying under you. after staring at your hands intertwined with your best friend’s, he realized so badly that he wants your hands on his neck, knocking the wind out of his system. choke him until he wiggles and begs wordlessly for breath—or for more? he can’t tell. he’d be willing to give up the act of being so stuck-up around you and offer a rare sight that only you can see. but no.

the only sight you see of him is a good friend zoning out. minho looks so distant but he’s there, fantasizing, daydreaming about your body, how fucking good you would sound while praising him. you’re so distant, yet you’re right there, like a mere feast for his eyes, but he wants you to eat him alive, feast on him the same way.

— it’s only you who can distract changbin.

your voice echoes through his head. changbin can’t focus on anything else and his vision tunnels. you’re the light at the end of it.

you told him off numerous times to do his job right. it had been a bad day and he tried to sympathize with you — but getting turned on from being scolded doesn’t count. he can’t help the thought of being told to shut up before being called all sorts of names. he daydreamed about getting pounded on the desk, the chair—maybe the floor, where you can ride and degrade him? he wants your fitted suits discarded alongside his. changbin just wants you to lose it on him, use him to let every drop of anger out, slap him, mark him, spit on him, use him. show your true colors instead of acting polite. break in front of him the way he breaks beneath you.

suddenly, you tapped his shoulder, then his screen, sternly reminding him to “get the fuck back to work, darling.” he’d shift his legs to hide his painful and leaking erection.

the cycle continued. you’d scold him, he’d get too horny to function, making you scold him again until it was only the both of you in left the office working overtime. it’s so wrong, getting off on your emotions that you almost can’t control. but damn it, your voice is too pretty, he wants to hear it scream, tell him off, again and again.

— you made hyunjin question everything.

the search bar has “friend walked in on me masturbating.” hyunjin can’t believe he typed that. it’s so unlike him to search for things that weren’t substantial, but maybe self-discovery is just as important. you aren’t watching anymore. but the question just…doesn’t quite cut it. 

he types again. “friend walked in on me masturbating but i liked it.” the results are dubious, some suggesting that it’s normal. some are porn videos — he watched as a lean, tall man got pinned down by another person, getting punished by someone peeping on him. he’s deleting the words key per key, tapping backspace until he’s on the last few letters. “i think i like my friend.” no, he already knew that long ago. “i want to fuck my friend.” no, he’d been fantasizing about that for years. you’re the reason why he masturbated in the first place, thinking of how you could ruin him, fuck his mouth with your crotch, drain him of his cum, fucking his own release back into himself. holy shit, hyunjin, that’s so bad, so bad…

“i want my friend to fuck me.” bingo. but not quite — he just can’t remove the image of your shocked, flustered face, the way you went all red, the way you hesitated and panicked. did you like what you saw? because his dick does.

hyunjin types again. “voyeurism kink guide.”

— jisung shouldn’t get too excited over you.

shock was written all over his face when he found out you liked him back, that you rejected your other best friend all because of him. imagine him riding the highs of the validation, basking in the image of you two being a couple. he loved that you saw nobody else but him.

imagine him riding his pillow to chase his high of release, basking in the image of that plush material being your lower half instead. he loved that you fucked nobody else but him.

maybe he got too pumped over the wrong things. shutting the door behind him and refusing to eavesdrop any longer, he shoved his pants down, frantically freeing his hard cock, and thought of you. you, possessive, in love with him as he was with you. jisung wanted you to own him, make him yours. he wanted to be shoved in between your arms and held up on the wall first before plummeting to the bed, whining and crying nothing but your name. he wants to forget his own. he wants the hands of his longtime crush to crush him and leave his ass bruised and his back arched.

he’s filthy. jisung stared at his hands, coated in cum that won’t stop flowing, wondering if you’re cool dating someone whose first thought about you was sex. sex with feelings, he swears, but he huffs and keeps going, overstimulating himself.

— it was you and a train ride felix couldn’t stand.

he was trying to read the tale of orpheus and eurydice, standing in the moving train, but he ripped his eyes off his book the minute you stood in front of him. stunning, amazing. curse god for making the train cramped today, his erection kept brushing against your legs.

felix felt fire surge between his legs as he took a whiff of your scent, an alluring aroma making its way down his system. you looked like a dream, like a doll that god herself sculpted out of love. he wanted to get a taste of you. he wondered if this is what couples in public transport felt like, dragging their hands down each other, feeling the other up through and under the layers of clothing. how much could he leak when one of your fingers traces down his v-line? felix wondered about the thrill of getting caught, the thought of whimpering just a little too loud for other people to hear, to shift his legs in the wrong way, hitting the wrong person, alerting everyone of your lewd antics. but why, why did he want you to do this to him?

you stood tall until you didn’t, losing balance on him. you thanked felix for catching you, but you didn’t turn his direction for long. like orpheus, he followed you, his eurydice: he can’t let you face him after everything he imagined. he tried not to drool and stared at the back of your head, hoping to only see your face after the train ride.

— seungmin’s the sinner you shouldn’t forgive.

was it his fault if you locked eyes with him first? he looked at the altar and scanned the image of the deity before him, questioning his morals, a feeling he hadn’t felt ever since he kept a penny to himself in first grade. 

he heard you chant in the pew beside him. “i offer my body to you.” he heard you say it, over and over, parts of your body folding into prayer position. you were hypnotizing to witness. seungmin couldn’t help but eye down your irresistible features, watched the glow from the lights hit your face and body in just the right way. he wanted to touch you, a living statue, and he wanted to put a show in front of the altar. he wanted you to ruin him, his upper half hunched over the head of the kneeler. or maybe he wanted to kneel in front of you as he took you in his mouth, tasting every bit of you, licking every drop of your essence as if it were holy water.

you were a fallen angel. sent from the clouds down to the earth to test his temptation, and he was giving in. but you weren’t a messenger, you betrayed your god, and you indulged in his sin, never forgiving him, damning him to the flames of lust for an eternity. he’s gross, but you’re an angel, and he’s chanting his prayer:

“corrupt me, corrupt me, corrupt me, i surrender myself, my body and life, all to you…”

— you should put jeongin where he belongs.

he’s insecure. for the first time in the decade-long relationship, he’s insecure about his place in your commitment. jeongin wasn’t sure if you loved him that much.

that was, until he “accidentally” found your journal entries. he also “stumbled upon” the messages you wrote about him to your friends. he remembered this thrill, similar to the time in the early stages of your relationship where he’d snoop on things such as your plush toys, shirts, underwear…he got a bottle of your perfume just to spritz it on his pants, pretending you were jerking him off from below.

now here he was, surfing through your written words about how much you loved jeongin. you truly loved your boyfriend — but nobody was like him, fucking into his own hand while seeing you gush over him in your friend’s messages. he wanted you to gush all over his cock, his body, his face, only to slap him and scold him, forcing your arms on his cheeks to make him face you in fear. he wanted you to stop him from dealing with your stuff, telling him to mind his own things — exactly the same way you found out he was messing with your underwear before.

jeongin’s thinking please, just please, put me in place, don’t make me go anywhere else, i’ll never doubt you again. i’ll drown in you. 

sub changbin trying so badly to please you after fucking up somehow? i need a hard dom reader x whipped changbin in my life rn. maybe some mommy kink 😽

don't feel pressured, how are youu? and damn your love life is so juicy wtf you are living the wattpad dream 💀

-🐶x

cw: afab!reader, mommy kink, oral sex(reader), explicit language, overthinker changbin, MDNI.

in this blog we live for sub!changbin, specially with a mommy kink omg

poor thing, he would get so worried, I am sure it wouldn’t be a big deal, you would forgive him in a second, just looking at him pouting since he feels too guilty, not being able to resist his face, immediately kissing him and reassuring him that it was okay and you weren’t mad, but changbin would keep overthinking, wanting to still be a good boy, so he would start thinking of a proper way for apologizing, a proper way of reminding his mommy how good he is and forget his mistake, and the first think that comes into his mind to solve it is pleasing you.

 he would drop to his knees, begging for you to allow him to make you feel good, repeating over and over how he wants to be the best boy for you and how good he could make you feel, leaving you breathless at how unexpected that was and how beautiful he looked staring up at you with glossy eyes, tears starting to form as he pleads to satisfy you. you would brush his cheek with your thumb, appreciating the view as changbin nuzzles against your thigh, waiting for you to say yes to him – “please mommy, can I?” – he whispers almost to himself, biting his bottom lip in excitement.

“go on baby, you can do it” – as soon as those words leave your mouth, changbin would whine in desperation, taking off your clothes from the lower part of your body and hiding his face in between your legs, slowly and shyly sticking out his tongue to taste you. he would eat you out just how you like it, focusing on your clit and whining against your warmth at every hair tuck.

“f-fuck baby, just like that, good boy, mommy loves it”.

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now replying to the last part, i have been good puppy anon!!! a bit tired, and yeah, my love life is a mess but those are the consequences of seeking for love instead of properly waiting for it, now i putted a stop to all it and i am finally having a calm time!!! but how are you??? hope you are having a good one anon!!

pathetic | s. changbin

w // bully(?)!reader x perv!changbin, slight mommy kink, dom!reader, sub!changbin

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a/n: reupload of an old work

“Look at you, so weak, I haven't even laid a hand on you and you're already scared” you condescendingly chuckled as you had Changbin cornered behind the school. “You’re so pitiful, asking me out as if I would ever want to be with someone like you, you wouldn’t know the first thing about pleasing someone like me” placing two fingers underneath his chin making him look at you “I bet you never even talked to a girl till now.” 

Small sniffles start coming from him, you take in his form, loving the way he is breaking under your touch, till your eyes fall onto his hard-on poking from behind his school trousers. “Look at this'' you said, slowly dragging your finger lightly across his clothed member, he subconsciously bucked his hips forward. “You perv, you're enjoying this aren't you?” you smirked.

“Please” he sighed 

“Please? What exactly are you asking from me? Want me to stop teasing you for being so pathetic?”

He slowly shook his head no

“That's what I thought, you really are enjoying this. You want me to touch you don’t you perv?”

He shook his head yes, quite quickly might you add

“Disgusting” you spat “Like I said you wouldn’t know the first thing about pleasing someone like me, you are clueless, feeble and perverted” Changbin moaned at your harsh words.

“But I suppose I could help you out” you smirked. His eyes shot up at you, a sense of relief swarming through his body. You began unbuckling his belt, pulling out his hard cock from his underwear, he moaned from the cold air coming in contact with his tip,

“Shhh'' you hush “I need you to be quiet or else I won't help you.” ''Sorry m-mommy” he apologized, stuttering out the title, hesitant on how you’d react “Perfect” you smiled and kissed his nose.

You began stroking him smoothly, his precum acting as a lubricant, “F-fuck” he stuttered out “Y-y/n” “shhh” you tried to make him stay quiet, he bit his lip, but you quickened your pace which only made him moan louder, you kissed him keeping him quiet by him moaning in your mouth. 

Getting carried away he began kissing your neck and starting to make marks across your esophagus, causing you to sigh out of pleasure. Your wrist keeping a good pace and thumb occasionally sliding over his tip, felt euphoric to him “Mmmh mommy, faster please”, you pulled your hand away making him detach from your neck and whimper displeased. You looked around seeing no one around and got on your knees, before he could ask any questions you took him in your mouth. 

“Ah fuck” he rolled his eyes back loving the way your mouth felt around his throbbing cock. 

Bobbing your head up and down feeling his member twitch, you could tell his climax was coming, you moaned continuously, overstimulating him and sending him over the edge. “Mommy!” he mewled, shooting his load down your throat, you bobbed your head slowly claiming him from his high, then standing and spitting out his cum, making him shudder at your dominant demeanor. 

“How pathetic, you couldn’t hold out for longer?” you patronized him “I’m s-sorry” he said, his mind still clouded from lust. 

“You owe me perv” 

“What do you mean?” 

“You didn’t think this was the last time did you? I didn’t get anything, except for your deviant marks” You said gesturing to the red and purple marks forming on your neck.

Him obviously still confused, you rolled your eyes, “text me perv, I know you have my number, we’ll discuss this later” you said walking away leaving him dazed, cock out, and anticipating the possibilities. 

puppy seungmin or bunny changbinnnnn brainrot pleaseeeeeee asdfghjkl

bunny!changbin would be so so cute :(( his soft fluffy tail and ears, his cute little nose scrunching up every time you deny his orgasm. big brown eyes rimmed with tears and voice already hoarse from begging, "please, imma be a good boy for you, 'm your good bunny," wet sniffles turning into moans of pleasure when you finally let him cum. hot, thick ropes spilling all over his tummy, his frustrated cries when he sees the wasted mess turning into high-pitched whines as you sink down on his aching cock. the overstimulation hurts, but he wants to breed you so bad, and he said he'll be good for you... so he lets you use him to get off and milk his cock for hours, making good use of that rabbit stamina :))