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HI MAY <33 soooo it might or might not be my birthday soon……. and I was wondering if u would be willing to indulge me with your Thots™️ abt pleasure dom!seungmin on your birthday 🤭
imagine he buys u a new toy for your bday!! .…idk what, maybe it’s something that’s a bit intimidating at first. but he guides u through using it for the first time so lovingly <3 he would be so attentive to u, and also so SO obsessed with how u look in the midst of an onslaught of pleasure like that 😩 like im just imagining him feeling WEAK from the way u moan and the way ur legs shake (ohhhh i need him so bad)
then ofc after making u cum on the toy he would have to rail u so hard that he makes u forget ur own name <333 ugh his cock is probably sososooso PRETTY like i need it so bad and i need him to call me his cute little slut while i take it 😵💫
HONESTLYYYY I CAN’T TELL IF I WANT HIM TO BE MEAN OR TREAT ME LIKE A PRINCESS SO IM LIKE why not both!!!!! and no matter what I just know that afterwards he would be so sweet and gentle and caring <3 only the best for his birthday girl 😇
anyways sorry for the filth i am down BAD for him 💗
heather!!! not quite in time for your birthday, BUT right here, right now, for you <33 I hope this struck a good balance between horny and soft and that you enjoy it!! happy birthday again, angel!
🔞 sex toys, very down bad seungmin, dirty talk, unprotected sex, squirting; 2.7k words
Pleasure!dom Seungmin would be very into overstimulation, pushing you to the very edge of what you can take. So when you unwrap the paper of the package he had promised you all day would have to wait until you’re back home, and your eyes fall onto a pretty turquoise a g-spot vibrator you just know you’re in for it – but you’re dragging him into the bedroom right away nonetheless 🤤

“Desperate, are we, princess?” he hums into your lips, his hands stupidly nonchalantly resting on your hips as you drag him closer and closer and closer, trembling fingers flying over the buttons of his soft button-up shirt and down to the zipper of his jeans. It drives you crazy, how he just smirks and lets you undress him, lets you press deep, dirty kisses into his mouth until you’re dizzy with it.
“Come on, Seung,” you mumble into his lips as you tug the fabric of his shirt over his finely toned shoulders, shove his jeans down over his ass. He shivers when your fingertips trail up his chest, his hands tightening on your waist ever so slightly. “Don’t pretend like you’re not dying to use this on me.”
His next chuckle is a lot lighter, his eyes lidded and dark as they stare into yours. His hands slip under the fabric of your shirt, caressing the soft skin of your waist before he suddenly pulls you against his hips and, oh.
“You know I can’t resist you,” he murmurs and grinds you against his fully hard cock in his boxers, making wetness pool in your panties with just how badly you want him. When you kiss him again, he finally moves, tugs your shirt up and pulls it over your head, unclasping your bra and latching his big, warm hands over your tits, squeezing them roughly, the pads of his thumbs teasing your nipples. He shoves his jeans down and off his body with a huff and slowly walks you backwards towards the bed. But before you can fall onto it, he stops and falls to his knees.
He blinks up at you, his big puppy eyes trained on you so intently and lovingly it makes your heart ache in your chest, and then he presses soft kisses into your belly as he pops the button of your jeans, nuzzles his nose into the skin underneath your belly button as he slides down your zipper, whispers “my pretty girl” when he slides your jeans down your thighs and helps you step out of them.
He places a featherlight kiss on your thigh before he gets up, kissing you softly, insistently, tangling his tongue with yours as he slowly guides you backwards until your head sits on your pillow and he’s kneeling between your parted legs.
He could never find the words to describe just how much he loves you like this, sitting pretty on the pillows, eyes big and expectant from where you’re looking up at him, cheeks hot with arousal and maybe a little bit of embarrassment. He runs his palms up and down your thighs soothingly, leans down to press another kiss to your belly before he slips your panties down your legs, his cock jumping in his boxers at the sight of the dark wet spot you already left on them.
The toy is on the bed next to him, unpacked, washed, thrown onto the sheets while you were undressing him so eagerly he had trouble keeping his head, not dropping to his knees for you right there and then. He’s not sure you know just how tightly you have him wrapped around your finger, how he wants to give you anything you could ever want. Starting with all the pleasure he can pull from your body.
He grabs the toy from next to you and hears your breath hitch.
“Ever used one of these before?” he asks gently and you shake your head. He looks at you carefully.
“Nervous?” he asks, and you shrug.
“Yeah, but also no, because it’s you,” you respond easily, a sweet smile on your lips and he swears his heart doesn’t just skip a beat but just stops functioning entirely.
With the toy in hand, he crawls back over you, eyes raking all over your pretty face until he reaches your pretty eyes and he gets lost in them for a few seconds. Oh, if he was any better with words, he’d be able to string together many of them to tell you just how much your trust means to him, how he wants to work every day to deserve it, to deserve you, would tell you just … how much he truly loves you. But he’s not, so he hopes you can see it in his eyes, feel it in the way he swipes the pad of his thumb over your cheek and leans in to kiss you, just briefly, but wetly, just how you like it, before he pulls back and comes to sit between your legs.
He presses the button and the vibrator hums to life on the lowest setting.
“Ready, angel?” he asks gently. He knows he doesn’t need to ask because he knows you like the back of his hand and also knows that you like it when he’s a little bit, or a lot, rough, but something in the air tonight makes him want to be good to you. Because you deserve everything good in this world, especially on your birthday.
You nod and he presses the ridged head of the vibrator between your folds. He deliberately avoids your clit at first, listening to your quiet gasp when he swipes the silicone against your entrance, catching some wetness there. When he does find your clit with it, your back arches slightly and you let out a high mewl that goes right to Seungmin’s dick.
He dips it down again, pressing it against your entrance until you’re whining, and then moves back up, rubbing the quietly vibrating device against your clit again. Carefully, he trails his fingertips up your thigh until he can push a finger, then two, into you, making sure you’re ready for the toy, but what he doesn’t account for is his own neediness, his cock leaking in his boxers when you rock your hips into his fingers with a happy mewl, pussy sucking his fingers in eagerly.
“Such a fucking greedy pussy,” he growls out as he pushes another finger into you, the vibrator buzzing against your clit, and you shudder out a moan, clenching around his fingers, hard.
“‘M so greedy,” you gasp and he chuckles, forces himself to pull his fingers out of you only to replace them with the turquoise toy, sliding it into you slowly, gradually, his eyes glued to how it disappears inside of you. He pulls it out again and fucks it back carefully in and your reaction is priceless, hands fisting into the sheets, pretty little toes curling next to him.
“Just slipped right in,” Seungmin mumbles absentmindedly, eyes flickering between your beautiful fucked out face and the slick covering the toy every time he pulls it back to fuck it back into you. His thumb finds the button on the bottom of it to make the vibrations pick up, and your reaction is immediate, thighs spasming as your hips twitch, rocking down to meet his motions. He chuckles breathlessly, eyes roving over your body hungrily. He’s so hard it hurts.
“Toy not big enough for you, hm? So used to my cock?” he teases and nearly moans when you nod your head vigorously. He can feel a rivulet of your slick running down the toy and onto his fingers, and decides to finally put the toy to use where it’s meant to.
He places one hand on your abdomen, holding you in place, and angles the toy up and the moan you let out is guttural, low, feral, and his gaze snaps up to find your head thrown back, slick lips parted in a silent scream. Mesmerised, he lets up, pulls the vibrator back enough so it’s no longer directly on your g-spot, and your body relaxes slightly, but you’re panting, blinking down at him drunkenly.
“Again, Seung, again, please,” you gasp out and Seungmin complies wordlessly, speechlessly, because your pleasure is hypnotizing, fucking the toy in again and pressing upwards, making slight rocking motions for good measure and watches as your back arches and you moan so loudly he knows the neighbours can hear. But he couldn’t be further from caring.
He repeats the motion, pushing in and pressing up, then letting up, until you’re panting above him, your skin hot underneath his hands and you’re covered in a thin layer of sweat he wishes he could lick off you, and then he starts fucking you with the toy again, making sure to press it against your g-spot with every single thrust; he watches you truly fall apart with bated breath, cotton wool stuffed into his ears as his eyes are glued to you, attuned to every single one of your gasp, every twitch of your hips, watches as your thighs tremble uncontrollably.
“On your knees, sweetheart,” he orders gently, but even he can hear the crack of arousal in his voice, “can you do that for me?”
You nod blearily, comply with foggy eyes, and he helps you along, until you’re on all fours, though you collapse forward almost immediately, face pressed to the sheets. He has to squeeze himself in his boxers at the view of your drippy, wet cunt presented to him so beautifully, more pre-cum leaking out of his cock when he pushes the toy back into you and turns the vibrations up even more, making your whole body shudder.
He’s like a man possessed, one hand in his boxers curled around his cock, the other fucking the vibrator against your g-spot again and again and again with a single-minded focus, every breathless moan he punches out of you more beautiful than the last. Your voice is wet with tears when you breathe out his name.
“I- I’m … ohhh hngg Seung, please, let me cum, make me cum, I- I can’t.”
He hums and pulls his hand away from himself to bend you down further, pressing your shoulders into the sheets as he angles the vibrator and presses it against your g-spot at full force, grinding it back and forth. You’re sobbing underneath him, your thighs trembling, and he can feel your orgasm building in the tension of your back. With shaking hands, he clicks the speed of the vibrator up one more step and then you’re cumming, a series of moans and sobs falling from your lips as your body locks up and wetness gushes out of you, dribbling over his hand, down the back of your thighs. He nearly blacks out.
“Oh god, oh fuck, baby,” Seungmin chokes out and he has to shove his hand into his boxers to squeeze the base of his cock so he doesn’t cum right there and then.
He fucks you through it until you’re twitching and mewling, and only then does he pull the toy out and throw it to the side. He shucks his boxers down and off so fast he nearly falls over, but mercifully you’re still too fucked out to notice, eyes closed, sniffling into the sheets. Your ass is still up in the air, your slickness dripping out of your pulsing cunt and Seungmin’s a strong man, but he’s not that strong. He leans forward and presses the head of his cock against your entrance. It slips in almost without resistance, and he moans pathetically.
“Colour, baby?” he asks, voice strained, abdomen tight with how fucking desperately he wants to be inside of you already.
“Green, green” you breathe out, eyelids fluttering open, eyelashes still stained with tears, “fuck me, please, ’s not the same as you.”
It’s all the encouragement Seungmin needs and he presses forward a few inches, before pulling back shakily, hungry eyes trained on how the glisten of your arousal coats his cock, how red swollen and wet your folds are and how your hole swallows him when he pushes in. The breath is punched out of him when he rocks his hips forward, and your walls give way immediately, letting him slide in to the hilt.
You breathe out a moan when his hips hit your ass and his hands digging into the meat of your ass as he tries to catch his breath.
“Move,” you beg quietly and he does, pulling his hips back and letting them snap forward, and the slap of his skin on yours is wet with your arousal. It drives him wilder than he can even begin to describe.
You’re moaning weakly underneath him and he pulls out again, almost all the way, feeling every single inch of it as he sinks back in and it makes the last of his self-control evaporate.
He starts fucking you, deep and hard, pulling you to meet his thrusts. Your face is smushed into the sheets, eyes closed and swollen, bitten lips parted, little ah ahs and a string of drool falling from your lips and Seungmin is so, so in love with you.
He fucks into you harder and you let yourself be pushed up the bed until your chest is pressed fully into the mattress. Seungmin leans forward, kisses the swell of your back, the dip of your spine, licks the salty sweet sweat off his lips with a groan, watches a drop of his own roll down his nose and onto your skin and it’s so unbearably overwhelming.
He folds himself over your body, his chest against your heated back, and the changed angle makes you clench around him harder.
“Fucking, fuck,” he pants out, fucking you into the mattress like you're made for it, “you take me so well, baby, fuck, you’re mine, my good little slut.”
You sob out under him, nodding helplessly against the sheets as you clench around him again, your walls fluttering in the telltale way that tells him you’re getting closer to cumming and he winds an arm around your waist so he can press his fingers to your clit. You mewl out, hips canting slightly to give him better access, and the slide inside you gets impossibly wetter. He’s so close his whole body aches with it.
“Fuck, cum again, for me,” he gasps out against the skin of your shoulder, “come on, be a good girl, cum on my cock.”
It only takes a few more thrusts of his hips before you bury your head in the sheets and cum with a hoarse yell, legs trembling and walls clenching so impossibly tight around him that he tumbles over the edge as he rides out your orgasm, your pleasure ripping the orgasm from his body as he sinks his teeth into your shoulder with a heady moan, shooting his cum so deep inside of you he can’t help but shudder in satisfaction.
He stays where he is, pressed against your back, letting the last aftershocks of his orgasm rock his hips, fucking his release deeper into you, until he can’t stand the overstimulation any more. He pulls out of you gingerly and your legs give out from under you almost immediately, collapsing into the sheet with the cutest little grunt he has ever heard in his entire life. He lets himself fall next to you, his chest pressed against your side, fingertips trailing over your back as he watches your face. Your eyes are closed and you’re still breathing heavily and he thinks you’ve never looked more beautiful. Your lips pull into a satisfied little smirk.
“Happy birthday to me,” you mumble out and Seungmin’s eyes widen, before he throws his head back and laughs, making a tired giggle bubble out of you. Still smiling, he dips down and presses his lips to yours sweetly, slowly. Your mouth opens pliantly underneath him, licking into his mouth lazily. God, you’re perfect.
“Happy birthday to you,” he hums, “I love you.”
You smile up at him, one hand lifting to trace over the slope of his nose.
“I know, I love you, too.”
He kisses you again, a lingering one this time. When he pulls back, he smiles at you, so wide he feels like it will split his face in two.
“Now let me run us a bath.”

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