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Seungmin: It's crazy how Chan always looks so calm and composed, I wonder how he does it. Chan: *internally* Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck f-

[daddycriminal]

if i was your boyfriend... ✩ c.bc

pairing: bang chan x gn!reader || word count: n/a genre: fluff, established relationship || warnings: reader gets called 'mom' once, slightly suggestive, lmk if i missed anything!! synopsis: pictures of boyfriend chan that skz + hannah send you (ib: @ddksoo) note: HAPPY BFS DAY AND BIRTHDAY TO THEE BANG CHAN THE LOML THE MAN THE MYTH THE LEGEND!!! um no i will not be sappy here bc then i will cry but i hope you guys enjoy ;P

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BANG CHAN ✦ 240810

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BANG CHAN ✦ 240811

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Saw jockchan x nerd reader. I was wondering if you could write something about swim captain Chan x quiet female reader ?

pairing: SwimCaptain!Chan x Quiet!fem!Reader

t/w: smut ; semi-public sex ; secret relationship ; oral (f!rec) ; jealousy ; exhibitionism kink (but no exhibitionism) ; unprotected sex (be smarter, don’t do that).

w/c: around 1,8k

a/n: It’s 1:45 a.m. here, I’m going to sleep now. Hope you like it! ♡

18+, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

There are 25 minutes left until the end of the training session when you arrive.

"Come see me at training today, it will bring me luck for tomorrow’s championship." This was his sweet request this afternoon, and you naturally said yes; it's just a pity that you arrived an hour late.

Your quick steps to take a seat in the stands can’t be heard by the guys as they talk near the pool, but Chan notices you the moment you enter.

His head turns in your direction and he smiles at you, waving a hand at you. You do the same, returning the greeting.

Immediately, his eyes shift to Changbin and Jisung though, members of the team, who seem to be arguing, and he approaches them.

It doesn’t take you long to understand that they were arguing about who is the fastest swimmer of the two, as shortly after they are giving each other challenging looks as they get into position and enter the water when Chan gives them the signal.

You like seeing him in leader mode in moments like this. It’s extremely hot, but also really cute when he turns in your direction to look at you, shaking his head in exasperation, making you giggle.

But your attention shifts a little further away from you when you hear a girl speaking.

"Did you see him? Now you can’t say he isn’t gorgeous." One of the two girls says to the other.

“He’s freaking perfect, oh my God,” the other girl comments. “What did you say his name was?”

“Bang Chan; I’ll give you his Instagram.”

Your teeth clench at the last sentence. Are they talking about Chan? Your Chan?

The same Chan who kisses, fucks, and cuddles you every day?

You briefly consider letting them know. You should turn to them and tell them to their faces, but there’s something holding you back, keeping you still. And this thing prohibits you from letting them know how things really are, so you sit there in silence, enduring their annoying compliments about him for what feels like endless minutes.

Yes, his body and muscles are stunning. Yes, his voice is sensual and his laugh is sweet. Yes, he has an irresistible gaze. Do they really need to keep repeating that?

When the training ends and you think you’ve finally gotten rid of them, they’re in front of him before you can make a move.

You watch them from afar, standing and waiting, trying to appear as normal and indifferent as possible while they congratulate the captain for his hard work as a leader. Ah, and also for his hard work in the gym.

He chuckles with his dimples showing, first shaking his hands in front of himself in a gesture of denial, but ending up scratching the back of his neck as he thanks them cordially. The two girls look at each other and giggle.

But a few minutes later, it’s you who finds yourself in the locker room with him, his hands on your hips and his lips on yours, feverish and needy.

“Were you jealous?” He grins teasingly, but deep down he feels immense tenderness and perhaps a little embarrassment knowing that you love him so much that you can’t stand other girls complimenting him in that way.

You don’t respond, looking at his bare chest and hoping he’ll stop.

His smile grows, “I saw how you were looking at them, your eyes were burning flames.” He stifles a chuckle as you raise your head with a guilty expression.

“Was I that obvious?” You ask, your cheeks starting to blush, embarrassed by your exaggerated reaction.

“Yes, but I like it.” He leans in to kiss you again, but soon his hands slip under your shirt and you break the kiss.

“Chan, we can’t do this here.” you whisper against his lips. All the other guys from the team are just meters away, taking a shower. You risk being heard, and you don’t want that to happen.

“But I need you now.” he whispers on your neck, starting to leave warm, wet kisses.

You don’t respond, but you tilt your head to give him more space and don’t stop him, and he takes this action as agreement.

He licks and sucks on a patch of your skin, leaving a red mark that will be prominently displayed for days. He might get completely hard just at the thought of you walking around with the mark of his presence on your body, even if others don’t know whose it is.

He pulls away and admires it, then gives it one final kiss, making you hiss from the slight pain.

Needy, his hand grabs yours and pulls you into the bathroom. You don’t resist; you follow him, silent, and together you enter one of the showers, closing the curtain. The one in the corner, with an empty shower next to it.

And then, Chan turns on the water, wetting both of you, although not completely.

“Chan, you finally came in, why did it take you so long?” Changbin yells from a few showers away.

“I just had a moment with Y/n.” Chan responds casually, as if he weren’t currently lowering your shorts and underwear at the same time.

“Oh, she’s already gone?” This time it’s Jisung’s voice.

“Yeah, she went back to the dorm.”

There’s something, something that arouses both of you at the idea that you’re doing something you shouldn’t be doing while his friends are there, just meters away from you, unaware.

His fingers move skilfully between your folds, rubbing your clit with one finger quickly while two of his other fingers hold your pussy lips open as your hips move back and forth instinctively.

When his fingers enter your cunt, they do so easily from how wet you are and from all the times his cock has been inside you.

You take his face in your hands to bring your lips closer to his ear so you can talk to him, “We don’t have time, put it in already.” You whisper, and his cock twitches in the tight shorts he’s wearing, reminding him of how damn tight they feel.

He withdraws his fingers and turns you around, replacing them with his dick, entering you slowly to allow you to more easily suppress any sounds that could be heard by the others.

His hands hold the lower parts of your cheeks to spread them apart to get in deeper as he moves inside you. It’s not the best position, but you can’t bend over because you’d risk slipping.

Your moans are silent. Your heavy breaths are fortunately hard to hear with the shower water running and their voices humming.

Chan tries not to fuck you too hard to avoid the sound of your skins slapping together. Because you’re not alone, and no one must hear you. Even though, maybe, he actually wants someone to hear you. He wants someone to find out about the dirty things you’re doing without their knowledge, right there near them. Maybe he secretly wishes someone would open the shower curtain and see you in this situation.

And maybe you want it too.

But these thoughts don’t stop both of you from freezing at the sudden sound of Hyunjin’s voice. “Does anyone have shower gel?”

His movements pause only for a moment. He should feel embarrassed, mortified to hear his friend’s voice so close to you in such a situation, but instead, it sends a jolt of pleasure to his cock, and he immediately starts moving again.

You look at him with an expression now fearful, but this arouses you as much as it does him.

Jeongin’s voice is quick to respond, “I do, here it is.”

“Thanks Jeonginnie, love you.” Hyunjin thanks him in his sweet voice.

Chan pulls out of you, but before you have time to say anything, he turns you around, grabs your thighs from behind, and lifts you, pushing you against the wall. His arms slide under your knees and spread you open, re-entering you.

“That’s better.” he whispers against your lips, and you nod in agreement with quick breaths.

The pleasure intensifies for both of you. A soft moan escapes his lips, not being able to hold it back, causing him to bite his lower lip and hide his face on your shoulder, his ears turning redder as he failed to contain his pleasure.

Your fingers tangle in his hair, pulling strands, causing his hips to buck up in a harder thrust, making your head slide back against the shower tiles.

It’s at this moment that the others start coming out of the showers, and soon they are out of the locker room after greeting Chan and telling him to hurry up.

When everyone is out, you both look at each other, then chuckle.

“I couldn’t hold back anymore.” you admit.

“Me neither.” he says.

“I noticed.” you tease, and he looks at you with narrowed eyes and furrowed eyebrows in an offended look.

You clench around him on purpose, eliciting a needy moan from his lips. In response, he thrusts into you, and this time it’s you who whines.

“You’re as needy as I am.” he grins, resuming his movements. This time you’re a bit freer to let out your voice, but you need to hurry. His thrusts are faster now, reaching deeper spots inside you, being able to fuck you harder, eliciting a series of staccato moans from you.

“Touch yourself.” he orders and you immediately obey, without needing to be told twice.

His movements become more erratic. He’s close, and you can tell by the way his cock twitches inside you and releases small droplets of pre-cum.

His moans grow deeper, and he closes his eyes, trying to hold back from coming with all the self-control he has to make you reach your climax too, with him. But it’s difficult for him, and soon he has you back on your feet, giving a few final thrusts before pulling out of you and stroking his cock quickly through his orgasm.

He tries not to throw his head back in pleasure, wanting to see the ropes of his hot cum covering your pussy and thighs as you stand there with trembling legs.

Your mind is still fogged with pleasure, and you don’t notice what’s happening until you feel his tongue on your clit, which makes you let out a whimper. You look down to see your boyfriend on his knees with his head between your legs, looking up at you.

You run your fingers through his hair, and he pulls away, “You need to come quickly, someone will be coming for spot checks soon.” He warns you before returning with his tongue between your folds and two fingers inside you, stroking at your sensitive spot.

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Channie’s little confused face ☹️💗

God he’s so cute .. I hope he never figures anything out 🥺💗

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fav skz // Sick as!

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𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐞𝐱𝐭s (2)

☆ Genre: Domestic, fluff, crack, a little suggestive

☆ Warnings: None

☆ Request: No

☆ Characters: Chan, Y/N

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Missing Wolf

Boyfriend!Bang Chan x Fem!Reader - Fake Texts

Genre: Fluff

Summary: You "Lost" your Skzoo

A/N: This may or may not have just happened to me 30 minutes ago when I lost my Wolf Chan at the doctors office and actually cried about it and my boyfriend bought me a new one immediately but then we found him and I got my baby back...

✨️Masterlist✨️

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Featuring: pussydrunk!chan x afab reader

Genre: smut with the tinniest of plots lol

Warnings: chris is reader's fiance, cunnilingus, semi-public sex (bathroom stall) and over all smut smutty smut.....yeah. minors do NOT interact

Notes: what i do for you guys (and myself). feedback is always appreciated! or you can hit me up and we can squeal together lol

chan is horny. like, unbelievably so.

which, in itself is incredibly inappropriate since he's currently at the work function you invited him to, in trousers that he cannot afford to have a hard-on in, but it's not his fault. how could he not be, when you're walking around the ballroom in your pretty little slip dress, hair brushed to the side, as you interacted with your coworkers. you're so graceful, so professional, so put together, so--

delectable.

he clears his throat, adjusting his pants and sitting up, forcing himself to tear his eyes away from you and back on one of your coworkers, who has been speaking to him for the past five minutes about the company's goals. he could not give less of a shit to be honest, but he's here for you, so he makes the effort, smiling and nodding when appropriate, the picture of a loving, supportive fiance.

that is, until he has your dress bunched up to your hips as gets to his knees in front of you.

he doesn't know how you two got here, just that he met your eyes over the shoulder of you blabbering coworker and suddenly, he was excusing himself, and through a flurry of movement, and mumbled apologies, you two were suddenly in the only place you could get a sliver of privacy--a bathroom stall.

"chris, my dress--" you whine when he shoves it upwards unceremoniously, forcing you to curl your fingers around the hem. "it's gonna get wrinkled and I have to give a speech later."

his deft fingers curl around the waistband of your panties and he looks up at you. "sweetheart....you know I love you, but I don't give a shit about your dress."

"we can't do this here," you protest, trying to regain some sense of composure, but your words come out in breathy whispers as his fingers trail teasingly along the edge of your panties. you can feel the heat pooling between your thighs, your body betraying your protests.

he chuckles, keeping his eyes on yours as he litters kisses on your inner thighs. "can't we?"

your scent enveloped him, intoxicating and sweet, as his fingers deftly peeled away your panties, his gaze never leaving yours. your already wet, and normally, any other time, chan would comment on how needy you were for him, how you were already sopping and he hasn't even touched you--but today? today he was the needy one, practically drooling at the sight of you.

"so pretty, baby," it comes out in a desperate sigh. "so so pretty."

before you can respond, he is flattening his tongue across your entire vulva, dragging it up slowly. his fingers tighten around your thighs when you jump, steadying you, but also keeping you in place for him.

he can't help the groan he makes at the taste of you as he sucks on your labia, lapping up at the juices you're already releasing. "fucking made for me," his words send vibrations into your pussy in a way that makes your knees weak.

your breath hitches, a soft moan escaping your lips as you bite down on your bottom lip, trying to stifle the sounds. the last thing you need is for someone to hear you, but the way chan is devouring you makes it nearly impossible. his tongue works with an expertise that drives you wild, alternating between broad, slow strokes and quick flicks that have you teetering on the edge.

"chris," you whisper, your voice trembling. "we really... we shouldn't—"

in answer, he maneuvers one of your legs so that it's resting on his shoulder so that he can press his face further against your pussy, inhaling deeply. the world outside the stall fades away, the murmur of conversations and clinking glasses becoming a distant hum as his tongue delves deeper. his fervor is almost worshipful, the way he licks and sucks at your clit with a fervent devotion, the tip of his nose brushing teasingly against your clit with every movement.

"please," you moan, your voice breaking. it's not clear what you're pleading for—more, less, for him to stop before someone finds you, or for him to never stop.

he responds with a growl, the sound vibrating through you as he doubles his efforts, alternating between gentle licks and intense suction, pushing you higher and higher until you're trembling. he knows exactly what you need, exactly how to push you to the brink and hold you there, teetering on the edge of release.

he's there when the coil in your lower belly finally snaps, tongue eagerly waiting to lap up everything you give him--and lap up he does. he is so lost in your taste, that you have to physically push him away, thighs already shaking because of the way he is overstimulating you.

he lets you push his head back by his hair, leaning his neck back to give you a perfect view of the glistening of your juices on his lips and the tip of his nose.

you can't help but let out a shaky laugh, a mix of nerves and disbelief at the situation you've found yourselves in. " we really need to get back to the party," you whisper, trying to regain some sense of rationality, even as your body still hums with the aftermath of his expert ministrations.

"right." he stands, helping you smooth down your dress and you up at him nervously.

"does it look okay?"

he gives you a once over, lips trembling in his effort to stop them from curling. your cheeks are flushed, dress wrinkled and he could see the fabric quiver slightly.

you groan.

"it looks awful doesn't it?"

"nah," he plants a soft, lingering kiss against your lips. "looks amazing. now how 'bout that speech, yeah?"

[daddycriminal]

Featuring: pussydrunk!chan x afab reader

Genre: smut with the tinniest of plots lol

Warnings: chris is reader's fiance, cunnilingus, semi-public sex (bathroom stall) and over all smut smutty smut.....yeah. minors do NOT interact

Notes: what i do for you guys (and myself). feedback is always appreciated! or you can hit me up and we can squeal together lol

chan is horny. like, unbelievably so.

which, in itself is incredibly inappropriate since he's currently at the work function you invited him to, in trousers that he cannot afford to have a hard-on in, but it's not his fault. how could he not be, when you're walking around the ballroom in your pretty little slip dress, hair brushed to the side, as you interacted with your coworkers. you're so graceful, so professional, so put together, so--

delectable.

he clears his throat, adjusting his pants and sitting up, forcing himself to tear his eyes away from you and back on one of your coworkers, who has been speaking to him for the past five minutes about the company's goals. he could not give less of a shit to be honest, but he's here for you, so he makes the effort, smiling and nodding when appropriate, the picture of a loving, supportive fiance.

that is, until he has your dress bunched up to your hips as gets to his knees in front of you.

he doesn't know how you two got here, just that he met your eyes over the shoulder of you blabbering coworker and suddenly, he was excusing himself, and through a flurry of movement, and mumbled apologies, you two were suddenly in the only place you could get a sliver of privacy--a bathroom stall.

"chris, my dress--" you whine when he shoves it upwards unceremoniously, forcing you to curl your fingers around the hem. "it's gonna get wrinkled and I have to give a speech later."

his deft fingers curl around the waistband of your panties and he looks up at you. "sweetheart....you know I love you, but I don't give a shit about your dress."

"we can't do this here," you protest, trying to regain some sense of composure, but your words come out in breathy whispers as his fingers trail teasingly along the edge of your panties. you can feel the heat pooling between your thighs, your body betraying your protests.

he chuckles, keeping his eyes on yours as he litters kisses on your inner thighs. "can't we?"

your scent enveloped him, intoxicating and sweet, as his fingers deftly peeled away your panties, his gaze never leaving yours. your already wet, and normally, any other time, chan would comment on how needy you were for him, how you were already sopping and he hasn't even touched you--but today? today he was the needy one, practically drooling at the sight of you.

"so pretty, baby," it comes out in a desperate sigh. "so so pretty."

before you can respond, he is flattening his tongue across your entire vulva, dragging it up slowly. his fingers tighten around your thighs when you jump, steadying you, but also keeping you in place for him.

he can't help the groan he makes at the taste of you as he sucks on your labia, lapping up at the juices you're already releasing. "fucking made for me," his words send vibrations into your pussy in a way that makes your knees weak.

your breath hitches, a soft moan escaping your lips as you bite down on your bottom lip, trying to stifle the sounds. the last thing you need is for someone to hear you, but the way chan is devouring you makes it nearly impossible. his tongue works with an expertise that drives you wild, alternating between broad, slow strokes and quick flicks that have you teetering on the edge.

"chris," you whisper, your voice trembling. "we really... we shouldn't—"

in answer, he maneuvers one of your legs so that it's resting on his shoulder so that he can press his face further against your pussy, inhaling deeply. the world outside the stall fades away, the murmur of conversations and clinking glasses becoming a distant hum as his tongue delves deeper. his fervor is almost worshipful, the way he licks and sucks at your clit with a fervent devotion, the tip of his nose brushing teasingly against your clit with every movement.

"please," you moan, your voice breaking. it's not clear what you're pleading for—more, less, for him to stop before someone finds you, or for him to never stop.

he responds with a growl, the sound vibrating through you as he doubles his efforts, alternating between gentle licks and intense suction, pushing you higher and higher until you're trembling. he knows exactly what you need, exactly how to push you to the brink and hold you there, teetering on the edge of release.

he's there when the coil in your lower belly finally snaps, tongue eagerly waiting to lap up everything you give him--and lap up he does. he is so lost in your taste, that you have to physically push him away, thighs already shaking because of the way he is overstimulating you.

he lets you push his head back by his hair, leaning his neck back to give you a perfect view of the glistening of your juices on his lips and the tip of his nose.

you can't help but let out a shaky laugh, a mix of nerves and disbelief at the situation you've found yourselves in. " we really need to get back to the party," you whisper, trying to regain some sense of rationality, even as your body still hums with the aftermath of his expert ministrations.

"right." he stands, helping you smooth down your dress and you up at him nervously.

"does it look okay?"

he gives you a once over, lips trembling in his effort to stop them from curling. your cheeks are flushed, dress wrinkled and he could see the fabric quiver slightly.

you groan.

"it looks awful doesn't it?"

"nah," he plants a soft, lingering kiss against your lips. "looks amazing. now how 'bout that speech, yeah?"

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Sorsha I’m freaking out in the most silent way ever!!!!

https://www.instagram.com/reel/C6cRCUxNLwC/?igsh=M3ozZjQzb2JuaGYx

The AUDIO?!? I'm sorry happy I have in headphones🥵😩😩😩

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How am I meant to continue my day 🎀?

Channie makes the prettiest, sexiest sounds during sex. Perfect whimpers, moans that make you clench or throb. He loses his breath as he loses his mind.

You know he bites his lip when he thrusts into you deep, don’t you? Of course you know because he makes you watch his face in the mirror. “Eyes on me babydoll.”

You know he makes it fit in your mouth every single time you give him head too.

But… I know we all like to think of him as a dom, in control…but you know what I think? he’s a switch. Sometimes he wants you to make him powerless. He wants you to edge him. Then overstimulate him. He wants you to make it fit in all your holes - just like he’s trained you - suck him all the way in and not let him go until you’ve drained him of every drop.

Fuck, this week has felt so chan-centred and im absolutely here for it!

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All Stops to Cumville Station?

Fem!reader x skz (mainly Minho, Seungmin and Chan)

fem!reader has 8 cocks to milk / ride

A/n: Inspired by a porn video on twt where a woman was riding reverse with cum all over asscheeks, and leaking out of her. Her high waisted briefs were soaking and pulled to the side. I knew I had to write something, because I love it when reader is a cum dump.

CW: unprotected p in v sex / creampies / spanking / dirty talk / degradation and name calling “slut” etc / brief anal play / videoing sex / pain kink (chan likes reader to be sore) /

🤡🤡🤡

You were covered in the cum of five men - so far. It was running down your legs, smeared all over your ass cheeks, soaking your short stretchy booty shorts that were currently being pulled to the side while you were bouncing up and down reverse cowgirl on your sixth cock of the night.

The squelching sounds were obscene as Minho fucked the cum of previous men back up into your cunt.

You’d already fucked Felix, Ji, Binnie, Hyunjin and Jeongin. There was a system to it. The first guy would lay on the bed and you’d fuck him until he came. He’d get to choose whether he came in you or on you, then you’d pop off onto all fours, letting him admire his work.

Then he’d slide off the bed and be immediately replaced with the next in line, and you’d sink down into his cock.

Rinse and repeat.

Oh and they were videoing you with their phones to be added to your group chat later.

“Fuck. It’s oozing out everywhere. You can’t get enough of it can you, kitten.” Minho grunted as he met your thrusts. “Fucking cockslut.” He slapped your slippery ass, then squeezed it harshly. “That’s our little whore. Fuckin’ grind on it… just like that. Don’t stop. Don’t you dare fuckin’ stop.”

You worked his cock hard with your pussy as he continued to hold your shorts to the side so he could watch his cock being swallowed up by your greedy hole.

“I’m ‘bout to come so deep in your cunt, kitten. You want it? You wanna be filled to the brim with it?”

“Ngh…yes…give me your cum… fucking give it me.” You cried, and felt him empty himself deep inside you.

“Mmm… perfect little pussy you’ve got. Up.” He tapped you on the ass. “You’ve still got two more cocks to milk.”

He slid out from the bed, not even taking a moment to admire his cum seeping from your hole, and Seungmin took his place. He started by spreading your cheeks to watch the cum dribble out of you.

"You're a filthy slut." he stated as he smeared the cum around the outside of your pussy then wiped his hand on your shorts.

“Get on my cock.” He pulled on your hips, forcing you to impale yourself on his long length.

As he held your shorts to the side, his thumb pressed on your asshole, making you moan and writhe faster. You loved it when he’d push a finger into you while you fucked him.

Seungmin wasn’t the type to thrust. He liked to make you do all the work. You were exhausted, you’d already had four orgasms, and milking cocks is hard work. But you always want to give these men every ounce of enthusiasm and energy that you have, and so you did your very best to fuck Seungmin’s brains out.

He doesn’t stretch you out as much as the others, but he’s long, and it’s hard to avoid him hitting your cervix on every bounce. The pleasure-pain had you hurtling towards another orgasm.

The slippery slapping sounds of skin on skin that was covered in cum was loud and obscene. It was filthy, dirty, raw fucking, and you loved being used like a cum dump.

“You gonna cum for me, slut?” He pushed his thumb inside you, making you clamp down around him.

“F-fuck…Ngh…coming.” You rocked your hips frantically as you came hard.

“Fuck…so tight…shit…” he shoved you off his cock and pumped himself, shooting ropes of cum onto your asshole.

“Fuck, yeah. Let’s put some of that into your slutty hole.” He murmured scooping up the cum and pushing into your ass. Then he pulled your shorts back into place. They were practically see through they were so sopping wet from cum.

Your last cock of the night was Chan’s. He always went last. He’d always takes his time admiring all his boy’s handiwork.

“Let’s peel these off you. I want nothing in the way, babygirl.” He slid your ruined shorts off and threw them to the side.

“Time for a hole inspection. On all fours. Quick.” He said urgently. “Fuck.” He hummed as he spread you open. “So swollen. So much cum. Fuckin’ everywhere.”

He massaged your ass cheeks and dragged his thumbs along your slit, causing you to wince. “Sensitive? Sore?” He he inquired.

“Mmm…yes. S-sore.” You whimpered.

“Good.” He whispered. “Means you’re ready for me.” He loved it when your pussy was tender. You always came so much harder around his cock. That’s why he always went last. He also liked being the last cock on your mind when you went home too. He wanted you to feel him for days.

“That’s it. Ride my cock, babygirl.”

Chan was the biggest of the bunch, thick, long, obscenely veiny, delicious for both your mouth and cunt.

“You love being fucked by all of us, yeah? Love squeezing every last drop out of us, huh?”

“Y-yes. Fuck… feels so big… Channie… so good…shit.” You babbled incoherently as you used every last drop of energy to ride him as hard as you could.”

“Look at what my boys did to you. Made a mess all over you pretty ass.”

He spanked you hard on one of your cheeks.

“Make a deal with you, babygirl. Make me cum in less than three minutes and I’ll get Ji and Jinnie to clean this mess up with their mouths….fail… and you go home in your cum filled shorts like a little slut.”

You had never been more determined to win a bet in your life.

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[daddycriminal]

Yo, regular customer here, how ya doin 🤜🏼🤛🏼

So what do you ot8 would be like into you know position wise to do the deed🤭

Also could you write something any of the skz doing the deed in bathtub and wall s*x. I noticed a scarcity of them!😩

Anyways hope both sides of your pillow are cold n fluffy

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Skz’s fave sex positions.

Changbin: as much as I love thinking about him taking me from behind (cue poppin' from maniac), I honestly think he loves missionary. He want's your legs wrapped around his waist while he stares into your eyes and fucks into you. Slow, deep, rolls of the hips. That's how he fucks you. He makes little whimpers and grunts, and bites into his juicy lower lip because you feel so good around him. He watches you, taking note of all your micro-expressions, ensuring that you are enjoying every second as much as he is. He is so present when he has sex with you, and if he notices your mind is drifting off, he'll bring you back to the moment. Right now you’re the only thing that matters.

Chan: he loves all positions, but lifting you up against the wall with your legs around him is one of his faves. He’s a strong guy, let’s not forget that. He can either slowly fuck you, pulling out almost entirely before pushing back up into you… or, he can hold you under your ass and bounce you on his cock. In fact, sometimes he just likes standing in the middle of the room and bouncing you on his cock. Like a ragdoll.

Minho: Mating press or from behind in front of the mirror. Either way, he loves to watch his cock disappear and reappear out of your dripping pussy. The mating press position allows him to go deep, but he can also use the backs of your thighs to push himself off you enough to look down where you’re connected. When it’s from behind in front of a mirror he gets so caught up in watching himself, he rather likes the way his body looks when he’s body is rolling into you. His mouth hangs loose seeing how robust your sweet little cunt is when he fucks you for hours at a time. He has so much stamina. You’ll be begging him to stop from overstimulation, but he just has so much more to give. He knows no one can give it you as good as him.

Han Jisung: He loves it when you ride him. He’s the type to just let you do all the work. I mean, why wouldn’t he want to just lay there and have you use him for your own pleasure? It feels incredible for him having you squeeze and bounce on his cock, your breasts in his face. The way you pant and run out of breath gets him so hard. But I also think he’d flip you over at any moment and throw your legs over his shoulders and just rail you. He always cums inside you by the way. Always.

Hyunjin: Wall sex in an art gallery, or utilising a piece of furniture or scuplture. He just wants to drape you over things, or slide you up the wall on his cock, and fuck you slowly. He also loves shower sex. He loves spontaneous, sensual encounters. He loves variety. He closes his eyes tight when you flutter around his cock. Sex is an artistic expression for him.

Felix: Bathtub sex. He’s so thoughtful in creating a lovely setting. Candles. Bubbles. And him. He’ll get you to sit in front of him he washes your body, leaning you back to play with your nipples. Next thing you’re hanging over the side of tub while he’s fucking your brains out. Silly girl thinking it was going to sweet sex.

Seungmin: Sitting on him reverse. Just like Jisung likes to let you do all work, so does Seungmin. But I t’s out of meanness (whereas Ji likes to be lazy). He’ll get you to do all the bouncing while he watches your ass jiggle up and down. He might even squeeze a cheek or slap you a little. You don’t mind since he’s not much of a “body roller” and you can fuck yourself on whatever angle feels best… it always make him blow unexpectedly and he loves it.

Jeongin: likes to take you by surprise, by covering your mouth with his hand and pushing you onto your stomach on the couch or bed. He doesn’t want to hear a peep out of you. He’s sick like that. But it’s always consensual. You have a signal if you’re not in the mood. He’ll peel your pants down and squeeze himself into your wet warmth with your legs as close together as possible. Then he’ll just grind against you with his entire body weight on you.

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[daddycriminal]

hey ml, i love your work so so sooo much so i thought i’d send a request!! Could you do a fem reader x chan or lee know where reader is very shy and she unconsciously plays with his happy trail? (leads into smut)

@ihrtlix 😘 Naww thanks so much! I’m so happy you’ve been enjoying my little fics! What a wonderful request 🤗 (I’m baby clapping over here). I ended up choosing Chan because I don’t think I’ve written him for a long time (outside of 3Racha and group stuff). I hope you enjoy xxx.

CW: size kink, stretch kink, blowjob, fingering, orgasms, surprise daddy kink, reader is a virgin.

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“Something on your mind babygirl?” Chan stroked your shoulder. “You seem like you want to say something.”

You and your new boyfriend Chan were laying on his bed watching a movie on his wall mounted tv.

He was topless and only wearing thin sweatpants, the type that doesn’t hide anything.

You’d notice he’d been shamelessly hard for the past fifteen minutes. The same amount of time you’d been absentmindedly been playing with his happy trail.

You weren’t sure if your touch was what was keeping him hard, but all you knew is that you wanted to see, to touch him, there.

You bit your lip. “Channie?” You say timidly.

“Babygirl. Talk to me. You can tell me absolutely anything.” He kissed your cheek.

Your shaky hand moved closer to his waistband and you swallowed nervously.

“You want to see what you do to me, hmm?” He smirked. Your cheeks reddened.

He shimmied his sweatpants down, revealing his very hard, very large cock. Your eyes widened. It was thick and heavy, leaking, and laid against his taut abs. It had obscenely prominent veins and an angry leaking tip.

It’s too big. How will that ever fit inside you. You were a virgin. He’s going to split you apart.

Yet your mouth watered at the sight of him, and your pussy clenched at the thought of him making it fit into your tight little virgin hole.

“You can touch it if you want. Taste it, even.” Chan encouraged you, stroking your back softly.

Your eyes snapped up to his. “He won’t bite.” He chuckled softly. His eyes were soft and encouraging, not a hint of expectation for you to do anything you weren’t comfortable with.

You kneeled beside Chan and wrapped your hand around his cock near the base. Chan hissed through his teeth, and more precum oozed from the tip.

You’d been so nervous to make a first move, but now that you had him in your hand you felt an urge to please him. You wanted to do good. You wanted to show him that you’d thought about doing this for weeks.

You licked the precum from the tip. Chan whimpered. Then you took your mouth to the bottom of the shaft and licked the underside of his cock from base to top. Chan groaned this time.

“Babygirl! Have you done this before?” He asked, surprised by your methods.

“I might be a virgin, but I’ve done this lots.”

“Lots?” He sat up and looked at you shocked.

“Well… I had this guy friend, Jisung. I used to practice on him.” You said like it was no big deal. And it wasn’t. He was just a childhood friend, that when you became teenagers let you practice sucking his cock.

“He wasn’t as big as you.” You added and began to sink your mouth down over his cock.

Chan flopped back on the bed.

“Your mouth feels so fucking good, babygirl.” He moaned as his eyes rolled back in his head. You spent the next five minutes giving Chan your everything. Taking in as much you could. Using your hand to give a little twist on the upstroke, you didn’t forget his balls either.

Chan wasn’t a quiet guy. He moaned loudly, cursing constantly, sometimes he’d make a high pitched wine. It made you so wet. Would he sound like if you were to ride him in the future?

You felt his hand caress the back of your thigh.

“Babygirl, can I cum on your pussy?” He panted. “Please? It’d look so hot.” He rocked his hips, sending his thick cock further into your throat.

You popped off just long enough to answer “yes” then sunk down as far as you possible could. You used your hand to squeeze and stroke what couldn’t fit.

“That’s is… that’s it.. fuck…yes… okay quick! On your back.”

He swiftly laid you on your back and pulled your shorts and soaked panties off.

He knelt between you legs and pushed the tip of his cock up and down through your glistening labia while he pumped his length. You whimpered as your cunt begged you to ask him to put it inside.

“Fuck!” He cried out. With his eyebrows furrowed, he spurted ropes of cum all over the your pussy.

You propped yourself up on your elbows to see what mess he’d made. There was so much.

Chan took his finger to your pussy, smearing his cum all over your clit and down to your entrance.

“Babygirl.” He said as he rubbed your swollen clit. “Did this Jisung ever put his fingers inside you?”

You shook your head. “Only mine have been in there.”

Chan raised an eyebrow. “And how many fingers does Babygirl fuck herself with?” He purred.

“Three!” You panted.

“Three? So two of mine should be fine then?” He concluded.

He scooped up as much cum and your arousal on his middle and index finger as he could and pressed them inside your tight heat.

You whimpered at the stretch.

“That’s it. I know it’s a big stretch. Channie’s got you, yeah? Relax for me”

He finger fucked you gently, watching your reactions. When you were crying and babbling incoherently, he curled his fingers to dig into your sweet spot. You automatically started your rock your hips, seeking more. More friction, more intensity. Your fingers flung to your clit. You were about to break. You needed to cum.

“That’s it, babygirl. Cum for me. Cum for daddy.”

Daddy? Oh god that sent you over the edge. You cried out as your walls pulsed around Chan’s fingers. He helped you through it until the overstimulation was too much, and he withdrew them and held you close as you quivered from the intensity of your release.

After a few minutes, Chan ran you a bath and helped you clean up before snuggling in next to you in bed.

“Channie?” You said softly.

“Yes babygirl.”

“Next time I want you inside me.” You felt your cheeks go red and you were grateful the lights were off.

“I’m sure that can be arranged.” He smiled to himself.

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[daddycriminal]

What do you think Dom Channie's favorite things to do to you are (w a fem y/n) if he was given a choice to do whatever?

This is not an exhaustive list. The more I thought about it, the more ideas would come. I had to rein it in.

MDNI // SMUT

Video you masturbating in front of him. He’ll direct you to sit on his bed, leaning on his headboard. He keeps you dressed in your little black skirt and long socks. “That’s it babygirl. Open your legs for me.” He licks his lip as he hits record on his phone. He sits in his computer chair, pumping his cock with his free hand. “Now, pull your panties to the side. Show daddy your pretty little pussy… that’s it…just like that.” He’ll record you playing with yourself. Then he’ll do another of his favourite things…

Edge you. He stops you from playing with yourself once you’re close to climax, so he can climb on top of you, and push his fat cock into your tightness. He likes to squeeze inside you when you’re on the verge of coming because you’re so wet, swollen and engorged. You suck him in and grip him tight. He continues to video you, focusing now on your face now so he can capture your flushed cheeks and pornographic moans. “Such a good fucking girl. Who’s my pretty little personal porn star…hmm?”, “I should show this to the boys… they’ll probably fuck into their hands watching you.”

Finger fuck you in public. You’re only allowed to wear skirts and dresses so he has access to your pussy whenever he needs to feel you. He’s known to get you to spread your legs in the passenger seat of his car so he can slip his fingers into you while he drives. Too bad if you’re stopped next to a bus at traffic lights, because he’s not going to stop. He’ll wind the window down so if someone looks down from the window of the bus they’ll see it all. At the club he’ll get you to sit on his lap and finger fuck you the entire time. “You’re not going anywhere, babygirl. Not until you cream on my fingers”. Same at the movies. Your parents house at the dinner table. On a flight. On a train. Anywhere really.

Fuck you in department store changing rooms. He’s a sick fuck. He gets you to sample a perfume from the perfume section, then choose a pretty bra or skimpy outfit to try on… then he’ll slip into the change room and fuck you dumb against the mirror. “Listen to how wet you are…the people in the next cubicle know you’re being fucked like you’re a little cockslut.” If there’s a bench or seat in there he’ll get you to ride him. Of course the phone comes out to video you, propping it up in the corner and capturing you riding him. Then, when his done he gets you to return the clothes to the staff member manning the change rooms, knowing they heard the whole thing.

Adorns you with a ball gag and collar when he wants to fuck your ass. With your face pushed into the mattress, he takes his time to prep you properly. Then he fucks you from behind, spanking your ass hard with his hand as pounds into you. With your mouth gagged you can’t tell him to stop, and he won’t stop until he’s good and ready and you have tears streaming down your face.

Fuck your pussy no prep. As much as he loves to fuck you after he’s edged you, he also loves to bend you over the back of the couch, or table, or up against a wall, and push his cock into your cunt without much warning. He loves it because you love it. Your cunt feels so tight as your walls try to accommodate him. Turns out you love a bit of pain. And it turns him on hearing you struggle to take it. “Naww…It hurts doesn’t it, babygirl?” He’ll say as he continues to push further into you. You cry out of from the sting. You cry out because he pushes against your cervix. It’s like he’s not going to fit. But he makes it fit. All it takes is two thrusts and you’re soaking wet and then he can really fuck you hard. “Such a sick little girl, loves it when daddy hurts her.”

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