#🧸 — luciddreams

[planetdream]

— 3:00 AM

smut [pussy eating. spit] 702 words.

💌 i love yeonjun. that's it.

Sleep isn’t in the forefront of your mind. It’s actually not in your mind at all. The only thing clouding your mind is Yeonjun. 

He presses soft, wet kisses against your inner thighs, alternating between licking and pecking at your flesh; occasionally his teeth grazes your skin, biting at your flesh just hard enough for there to be marks. Yeonjun is quite the tease normally, taking his precious time—this whole ordeal usually lasts a good thirty minutes before he even decides so much as to take a peek at your cunt, let alone taste it. His hands reaffirm their tight grip on the back of your thighs, spreading you open for him. 

The closer Yeonjun gets to your wetness, the more impatient you become, resulting in you driving your hips up just slightly out of neediness. The result is a swift slap at your thigh, but Yeonjun doesn’t even look at you, eyes fixated on a part of your left thigh that’s been unclaimed by love bites. He goes in for the kill, tongue warm against your inner thigh. He sucks against your skin, grazing his teeth down against your skin, but not too hard. He removes his mouth from you, licking the newly claimed spot once more before blowing cool air against it, making you shiver. 

Just as you arch your back, Yeonjun places his tongue flat against your cunt, licking an upward stripe before planting a small kiss at your clit. He moves his head back a bit, spitting down onto your cunt, tongue following suit to lick against your cunt once more. His nails piercing into your skin and the sting of it feels heavenly. His mouth is now against your cunt; plump lips puckering around your clit. 

Yeonjun allows himself to be messy, tongue dripping with your juices and his spit. He makes sure to taste all of you, even fucking his tongue into your hole, folding it slightly to slurp up your wetness. He moans into your cunt as he drinks from you. Eyes rolling to the back of his head in pleasure. Those same moans soon turn into warm vibrations of words. As if he’s trying to speak to you through your pussy. He laughs at the sound of your moans, lifting his head up briefly to smile and wink at you. 

It’s within an instant that your hand comes up to tug at his hair. You always try to be careful when it’s freshly dyed, but the second that Yeonjun feels your fingers against his scalp, his tongue swirls around your clit. Lips around it in an instant, focusing all his attention on the pearl, spit gushing around his mouth. 

Your thighs are weak, wobbling and daring to close; but Yeonjun maintains his grip on them, arms flexing as he continues to hold them in place. He begins to speak into your cunt again, trailing off into a little hum. His tongue swirling around your bud, he stops his humming to suck on your clit. Eyes rolling in pleasure, you let out a crackled moan, throat going dry. Yeonjun continues what he’s doing, letting your moans guide him through what you need. 

It happens quickly—your legs begin shaking, your grip on Yeonjun’s hair tightens before you let go completely; fists twisting at the sheets beneath you. You rock your hips into you Yeonjun’s mouth, slightly fucking into it. His lips release your clit, tongue sliding down to collect your cum, using his entire mouth to eat you sloppily. He slurps and moans, mouth and tongue covered in your wetness. 

Obscenities spill from your mouth as you watch him with hooded eyes. Yeonjun’s eyes, filled with lust, meet yours. In his daze, he peels his mouth from you, face coated in your juices. He leans over you, one arm holding him up. Two thick fingers tap twice against your jaw, and in return you open your mouth in acceptance. He spits onto your tongue, wanting you to taste yourself. His eyes gloss over and he watches you swallow what he gave you. 

He makes haste to take off his sweatpants. Cock hard and twitching, a small jump as the cool air hits it. “Want it?”

© PLANETDREAM 2024

[planetdream]

— 11:57 PM

this post contains; smut [m. solo—masturbation. spit and cum. junhui watches wonwoo n the reader lol] 998 words

💌 i will be using kinktober to have fun

Junhui feels perverted—and yet, he cannot stop looking. 

The night started just like any other; a completely dark room with the fan blowing on medium. Junhui settles into bed, using only the lighting of his phone to guide him. One thing leads to another, and his shirt is thrown off, pajama pants bunched around his ankles; spit soaked fist tight around his cock. 

He pauses momentarily, praying that he won't have to unwrap his hand from his cock [he’s so close], thumb burning as he scrolls to find yet another video that satisfies his needs. Then, it appears he’s struck gold. A 7-minute long video. The thumbnail is simple, bare ass across the screen, nothing more and nothing less; it piques his interest, not even caring to glance at the title. 

The video starts. The screen is black for three seconds until the scene begins. Junhui sees your eyes boring straight into the camera. The camera pans down from a shot of your eyes to your full face—or, most of it, the angle, not to mention, the cock you’ve nestled down your throat obscures the lower half of your face. Either this is a doppelganger or it’s actually you. He feels the pit of his stomach tighten when he notices the selling point: the years old shitty stick and poke kitten tattoo on your shoulder. It really is you. 

Video uploaded six months ago. 

Another realization washes over Junhui, if this is recent then that means…he’s currently watching you suck off Wonwoo, your boyfriend and Jun’s longtime friend. And yet, Junhui’s hand is still tight around his cock. In fact, his hand twitches, daring to return to milking his cock for a release. Still, his eyes stay locked onto the screen. He watches how you take Wonwoo’s cock into your hands, spitting all over it before sucking it back into your mouth. 

Embarrassment eats Junhui up; he’s sure that his face is flushed. He can even feel the heat spread from his nose to his ears. Jun feels wrong, watching two of his best friends in an intimate moment, even despite it being recorded for thousands to see. He bites his lip. Mind racing, he squeezes his eyes shut—but with the audio of your moans, all Junhui can see is you, even in darkness. He sighs once he opens his eyes, disgusted with himself, yet he begins to work his hand around his cock once again. 

His fist is tight, wet, and maintains a grip on the shaft of his cock. Funnily enough, Jun moans when you moan, tongue daring to roll out your name; watching you take more of Wonwoo’s cock down your throat, a small part of him craving, wishing that it was him in your mouth instead. Any ounce of connection Junhui has to you or Wonwoo is gone at this moment; he chooses to maintain a free mind while he jerks off. 

There’s a cut and the next scene shows you bouncing on Wonwoo’s cock, in a view similar to the thumbnail. There’s a white ring of cream around Wonwoo’s cock that slowly drags into a faint, near transparent color with every bounce of your hips. The rhythmic sound of skin slapping against skin and the squelching of your cunt fuses with moans from both you and Wonwoo, making stimulating music to Junhui’s ear. 

His thighs tense, the tips of his fingers nearly marking into the soft skin of his shaft. He’s not sure he’ll last too much longer seeing you like this. He tries to push the thought from his mind, at least just to the back of his mind until he cums, but you remain in the forefront of his thoughts. Then yet again, Jun wishes that it was him that you were on top of, and he feels an itch of jealousy within the pit of his stomach. He fights all feelings that aren’t horniness though, allowing you to flood his mind and all of his senses; taking in the way your ass looks as you bounce up and down, up and down. 

Junhui’s stomach turns, tightening. He clenches his ass; the grip of his hand tightening around his cock in effort to hold back the feeling; just momentarily. He brings his hand up to his mouth, gathering as much spit as he can, coating his palm with saliva. Cock wet and sticky with his bodily fluids, Junhui covers the head of his cock in spit; massaging his hand around the tip of it, working around his shaft all the way to the base. 

Cock in hand, Junhui works himself up, eyes glued to the screen. Your moans increase in volume, one voice crack after the other, begging Wonwoo to give you more—despite you doing all the work—to which, he slaps your ass, igniting you to bounce on his cock harder, making a show for the camera. Junhui responds with his high libido, cock twitching at the sound and sight of you, he’s unable to hold back too much longer. 

One. Two more pumps of his cock and he’s spilling his cum all over his hand and stomach, a bit even getting on his phone. He bites his lip, almost tearing into his flesh; hand squeezing tightly around his cock in an attempt to stop himself from spraying too much. Eyes shut tightly to the point he’s seeing splotches of color. Warmness and euphoria taking over his senses. He scrambles, phone flipping out of his hand, sound still playing as he grabs the kleenex at his bedside table to clean up his mess. 

Post nut clarity hits Junhui like a truck when he’s finished cleaning himself. His stomach turns, he feels queasy, disgusted with himself—not solely due to the fact that he got off to two of his best friends fucking, but because he knows he’ll watch another one of your videos again. And again, spilling his seed over and over to the sight of his friend’s cunt. What a dilemma. 

© PLANETDREAM 2024

[planetdream]

— untitled 230923 // hwang hyunjin

this post contains; smut [piv missionary. kinda sweet. hyunjin is kinda pussy drunk. creampie.] 816 words

💌 shout out hyunjin. this is kinda mid but idc needed something short n sweet to write🤪

“Give it to me, c’mon,” Hyunjin has got you on your back, legs spread wide for him. Cock halfway inside of you, unmoving while his thumb presses against your clit, serving rapid circles against the bud. “Need you to cum for me again.”

His voice is so sweet, soft and plush; like he wants to sweet-talk you into coming around him. 

Though, truth be told, if he continues to rub your clit like this, you could cum at any second now. Cunt fluttering, spasming and sucking him in; begging, no, demanding for his cum. Hyunjin doesn’t fuck into you though, cock twitching inside you, obviously yearning to be fully encompassed by you—he continues his teasing. 

“Please… need more.” You’re practically breathless as you plead, voice cracking through moans. You’re dying to feel Hyunjin stretch you out more, especially when you’re spread out for him like this, completely at his mercy. All Hyunjin does is laugh at you. Leaning down to plant a sweet kiss to your lips, thumb still working against your clit. 

It’s all too much and not enough. So you decide to take matters into your own hands, thrusting your hips up just to feel something. The mixture of the wetness of your cunt and Hyunjin’s cum makes it easy for his cock to slide just a bit deeper into you when you move your hips down. Hyunjin stops touching you, though, just letting you move on him like a greedy whore. He looks down at you intensely, like he wants to devour you, taking in all your beauty. Your hair is a mess against the pillows, bottom lip between your teeth in an attempt to silence your moans. Hands clenching and gripping at the sheets beneath you. He notices the tiny beads of sweat that are collecting between your breasts as your back arches, losing the rhythm you previously had now that he’s no longer touching you. 

You whine at the lack of contact, utterly needy, greedily grabbing at his hands to get him to do something, anything. Hyunjin just smiles at you, giving a cute, breathy laugh; leaning over you, thumb finding a home against your clit, moving in slow circles. “Gonna let me have what I want, hm?” 

You just nod and whimper, still slightly moving your hips. Looking up at Hyunjin through a fucked out haze, tears blocking your vision. Of course, Hyunjin gives you exactly what you want, unable to tease you for too long [mostly because you’re fucking clenching around him]. Sliding his cock out, leaving just the tip in before promptly thrusting his full length into you, burying his thick cock inside. Taking a brief moment to spread your thighs open for him, Hyunjin licks his lips, pulling out then thrusting back in; keeping a steady, yet, rapid pace—the tip of his cock kissing exactly where you need it. 

His hair falls into his face, strands sticking to his forehead, though he doesn’t care to fix it, all his focus centered on fucking his cock into you. Unlike you, who might conceal your moans, Hyunjin wouldn’t dare hide his moans from you. He wants you to hear every whimper and groan that comes out of his mouth, no matter high pitched or strained. You’re going to hear every obscene word and sound that comes from his mouth. His hips slamming into yours, small whimpers leaving his mouth with every impact.

Cock warm and being gripped by your cunt, twitching and pulsing, daring to spill his load again, but it takes everything in him to hold off. Unable to fully hold himself up, pressing his chest to yours, mouth immediately latching onto your neck, licking and sucking against your skin. Despite being too weak to hold himself up, Hyunjin continues to fuck into you, sliding out and then thrusting back in with the grind of his hips; practically humping you pathetically. 

Still, it doesn’t fail to overwhelm once again, just teetering on the edge of another orgasm, that pit in your stomach expanding. Holding onto Hyunjin, nails digging into his back as he continuously fucks into you, pushing you further and further over the edge with every inch of his cock. Cracked moans slipping from your throat, begging Hyunjin to continue fucking you like this. Cunt squeezing against his cock, milking him of his cum. Body relaxing, overcome with warmness as Hyunjin fills you with his cum, steadily rocking his hips into you until he halts.

Both of you watching intently—chests rising with heavy, still breaths followed by deep, shaky exhales—as his cock slips out of you, pearl white cum spilling out in succession, pooling onto the sheets. Hyunjin scoops some of his cum up with two fingers, bringing them up to your mouth to taste. And as you suck on his fingers, Hyunjin gives you a dark, lustful look that shows he wants to take you again. 

© PLANETDREAM 2023

[planetdream]

— untitled 240516 // seo changbin

smut [semi public sex. riding. boobies. creampie.]

💌 don't ask me about word count nor grammar bc idk n idc jus vibe twinn 😻

what a stellar vibe. it isn’t too hot outside this afternoon; as luckily, the wind carries the ocean breeze along the beach shore. the chattering of people is drowned out mostly due to distance, as well as the calming noise of nature.

but of those sounds, the only you truly care about are the sounds of changbin beneath you. from the deep pitch of his moans to the sound of your skin bouncing off of his. hidden off in the distance and shielded by several large rocks, one could find you atop of changbin, ass smacking against his thighs. looking down, you cradle his face in the palm of your hand. how pretty he is; eyes closed tightly, nose scrunched up with his mouth molded open. he's so heavenly, you wish that he could see himself like this through your eyes.

“don’t tell me you’re gonna cum already,” you give him a smile.

changbin can't even get a single word out through his moans. his hands come up to your hips, gripping, nails digging temporary indents at your skin. and to be fair, changbin isn't sure that he wants to say anything. he knows that any words formed in his brain would come out incomprehensible. all he wants to do is take everything you're giving him. to relax in the coolness of day as the warmness of your cunt engulfs him, aching to take his cum.

a moan gets stuck in his throat, a telltale sign that he's dangerously close to his orgasm. of course, with the feeling of his cock, thick and full, inside of you; and the obvious feeling of the twitching of his shaft, daring to begin leaking his seed; you're very aware of changbin's impending orgasm.

lifting your hips off of him and bringing them back down at an increased pace, thighs sure to be aching in the morning. riding him skillfully, changbin is sure to keep his hands on you, but he doesn’t dare slow you down nor control you. slowly peeling his eyes open at the sound of your heightened moans. changbin is in awe of your face; eyes staring back at him, hair blowing in the rough winds as you fuck him.

it's when changbin's eyes fall to your chest, oogling at how your tits spill out of your swimsuit top, bouncing along with you; that he finally cums. the thickness of his seed filling you to the brim, coating around his cock as you ride changbin into you own orgasm. in this picturesque and serene place, the mess that you make of each other is rather obscene.

but the indecency of the two of you doesn’t seem to matter in the moment. all that matters is the feeling of your bodies pressed against each other, soaking up the sun in pure bliss.

[planetdream]

— 2:36 AM

this post contains; smut [threesome—jooheon + changkyun. jooheon ass man agenda. spit. and spitroasting] 958 words

💌 kinda wanna bring the timestamps back???

The tension in the air is almost as thick as the feeling of Jooheon’s cock. The stretch of it stings in the best way; digging deeply with every thrust he makes into you. Jooheon keeps his palms pressed flat against your ass, spreading you open to get a full view of his cock disappearing into your cunt. He fucks into you slowly as he watches intently, groaning at how your wetness coats his shaft, cunt gripping around him. 

Changkyun, on the other hand, is fucking with you rather than fucking you, like you want. He smirks down at you, on your hands and knees as Jooheon fucks into you. Changkyun keeps his middle and ring fingers in your mouth, not needing to thrust them further into your mouth because you’re already doing the work for him. Mouth wide open around his fingers, attempting to take them as far down your throat as possible. 

“Just like a mindless slut,” Changkyun gives a wholehearted laugh. “Choking on my fingers like it's my cock.” 

Jooheon pays him no mind, hips moving no faster than they already were, either. Thrusting into you all the way to the hilt and then back out completely, over and over. 

The stimulation, yet lack thereof, that the two are giving you rides the line of overstimulation. They’ve given you just enough to not tease too badly, but at the same time, they’ve enveloped you into a new height of unwavering lust. It’s the unpredictability of the two that really gets to you. At one point of the night, they had been relentless with you, taking turns making you cum on their tongues; then their fingers, and then on their cocks—deep, intense thrusts to really drive their need into you. Then suddenly the mood lightened and rather than competing, the two were sharing you; feather light touches and soft kisses followed by praise and the occasional laugh. 

Somewhere within the haze of the moment they positioned you here. Teasing you; giving you what you want yet none of it at all, like they’re playing with their prey. 

Changkyun slips his fingers from your mouth, leaving you with a pout. It’s not worn for long because very soon after, Jooheon gives you a particularly deep thrust. Instead of a slow pull out, he’s swift and shallow, snapping his hips back and forth to drive his cock into you. His speed increases with each thrust until he finds a steady rhythm. Jooheon’s hand tangles into your hair, pulling you back against his cock, having you meet the rhythm of his thrusts. 

You bask in what Jooheon gives you. Muttering a small thank you in appreciation of the feeling of his cock. Moans spilling from your mouth carelessly as your hand moves to your breast, nipple between two fingers. You end up putting a little more focus into meeting the rhythm of Jooheon’s thrusts. Jooheon lets go of your hair, leaning back just a bit to let you do your thing. He does keep a hand on your back, meeting your thrusts for deeper impact as you throw your ass back against his hips. 

“Perfect piece of ass.” Jooheon says, hand sharp against the flesh of your ass. 

Changkyun reappears from wherever he had been, cold fingers against your face. He leans in to kiss you, perfect lips pressed against yours. The kiss is hot, heavy, full of need and sloppily wet. Changkyun holds his hand on the back of your head, holding you in his possession. Jooheon picks up where you left off, fucking up into you. Your kiss with Changkyun breaks and for a brief moment a string of spit connects the two of you; you exhale a moan. 

Changkyun presses his thumb against your lips as he speaks. “Hope you’re ready to use this pretty mouth of yours.”

“If it’s for you, always,” You give him a wink and he smiles towards you. Jooheon’s thrusts falter for just a moment until you acknowledge him. “You too, honey.” 

Jooheon gives you another slap on your ass and a cute little giggle before fucking back into you. Changkyun’s hand rests atop your head once more, fingers curling into your hair; he pushes your head down towards his cock. The two take a moment to allow you to get more comfortable in your pursuit to take both of them. Jooheon palms against your ass, both hands massaging each cheek. Changkyun soothes you in a similar manner, massaging your scalp. 

Changkyun watches as you take his cock in your hand; his cock jumps slightly at the feeling of your touch—a slightly cool hand against his warm shaft. You spit down onto his tip, running your hand over to spread it around. It takes a couple more coats of spit before your hand glides around his cock with ease. Changkyun moans, tilting his head back, nearly breathless at the feeling of your hand twisting up and down his cock. 

Your hand holds his cock at the base. Slipping your tongue from your mouth, you swirl it around the tip of Changkyun’s cock. You lock eyes with him and lay your tongue flat, slapping the head against your tongue. In one easy go, you take his full length in your mouth, keeping eye contact with him. You pull away from him, sucking the lines of spit back into your mouth. You give his cock a kiss and suck him into your mouth. 

You give the pair a thumbs up, an agreed upon sign to indicate your readiness. You close your eyes and exhale through your nose, shifting your weight to your hands and knees. The two give you a few more seconds to relax before enthralling you in the passion of being fucked. 

© PLANETDREAM 2024

[planetdream]

— untitled 221005 // lee felix

smut [sex on a bathroom floor. riding. nipple play. creampie/cum mentions] can almost be read as dom!reader. 615 words

💌 fuck writers block bitch

Felix looks so pretty like this—back pressed against the cold tiles of the bathroom floor, pants removed and his shirt bunched up just below his collarbone, allowing for his nipples to be on full display. eyes soft and full of tears decorating his waterline. Lips swollen from kissing and biting them in an attempt to silence himself. Face tinted in a rose color that greatly complements his skin.

He looks up to you with hooded eyes as you slowly sink yourself back into his cock. Quiet whimpers and murmurs leave his mouth without warning, aching and begging for something; most likely more of you. His mind is just so clouded with thoughts of you, and he feels selfish. This was supposed to be about you, about how he wants to reach into space and grab all the stars for you, because you deserve it. But you flipped it around on him so well, he’d practically been blind to it, initially at least. You didn’t even make it to the bedroom before taking him right here on the bathroom floor with promises to make him feel good.

And you succeeded, clearing his mind of everything except for the thought of you and the feeling of you; warm and snug around his cock, walls like velvet. Felix thinks he’s going to burst if you start moving again.

Somehow knowingly, you don’t move, instead shifting and pressing your chest to his. Your lips attach to his neck and his cock twitches the second you graze your thumb over his nipple. You pull back slightly, licking your index finger and thumb before pinching and pulling against his nipple, lips retreating back to his neck to mark his flesh. Felix puts out a squeak, off guard, embarrassingly caught up in the feeling, but you don’t mind—craving to hear each and every sound he makes in moments like this.

“Can I start moving baby?” You ask, a slight pout on your face and a glint in your eye, enchanting. Once Felix's eyes are on yours, they don’t stray away, pooling into your own; full of want, desperation. He’s fucked out, physically here but mentally elsewhere. He’s already came twice but he knows he can take another, so he swallows a moan and replaces it with frenzied, rambling confirmations that you can move.

Eyes rolling back, mouth agape as the speed of your motions seemingly increases by the second. You study his face—how the tip of his nose is red, hair is a mess and thrown, the way he closes his eyes tightly as you tighten around him; moans spilling effortlessly from his mouth, in timed sequence with your hips slamming back down on him. It’s all so perfect, a representation of him; and you let that be known with praises dripping from your lips.

And in turn, Felix thanks you. thanking you for taking care of him, for working him up just as well as you take him apart. His words are just as sweet as yours until the familiar fire burns through his chest and words of appreciation and admiration are replaced with promises to give you his cum, only for you. A promise well kept as he spills his seed into you. Warm and something similar to a pleasant intrusion, even if the terms contradict each other.

Despite you fucking him through it—hips moving up and down slowly, sucking his cock into your warmness; cum spilling from within you with every movement, coating his cock and pooling at the base—Felix’s hips thrust up continuously, chasing the remnants his orgasm or in effort to make you cum. You don’t rush it though, because for you, tonight is all about him.

© PLANETDREAM 2022

[planetdream]

— 1:45 AM

this post contains; smut [big dick hyunjin. size kink.] 826 words

💌 this is kinda ass but the thought was stuck in my head so lol. hope someone likes it :)

On nights like these, Hyunjin craves you. He craves the feeling of you; the heat of your body against him and the warmth of your cunt tightening around him, welcoming him deeper inside of you. It doesn’t come without much effort though, he has to prep you well—and usually for hours, making you cum and squeeze around his fingers, or maybe drip onto his tongue. He’s very skillful with how he works you open too, it comes just as naturally as anything else he does.

By this point you’re in a haze, mind foggy, clouded with thoughts of only him. His name drips off your tongue like spit, though it’s much more graceful than that. You’re laying down, your body stretched across the bed comfortably. Hyunjin looks down at you, soft eyes obscured by something deeper, both yearning that tugs at his heart and deep desire which he can only act on. Every move he makes is elegant: from the softness of his fingertips, trailing up and down your thighs, to the way he takes his cock in his hand, slowly pushing into you.

He can only get some of his cock inside of you this time. More than his previous attempts, but that doesn’t stop him from cursing under his breath. He pauses, pondering all of his previous attempts and where he might’ve gone wrong. He always makes you cum at least twice on his fingers, you even use lube—all that and he can’t seem to fuck you deeper.

Then it occurs to him that perhaps it’s shyness getting in the way of things, both from you and him. Hyunjin typically halts at any sign of distress that he reads in your face and actions or hears come from your mouth. And for you at times it all just feels like too much, the constant pressure of his cock stretching you open, aiming to fuck deeper into you.

And with his bottom lip pressed between his teeth, he makes the final decision. He leans down, holding you close and pressing your chest to his. His lips are on yours instantly, a way to distract you from the stinging of his cock fucking you open deeper. And when you whine into his mouth, he breaks the kiss to shush you, muttering little words of encouragement. “It’s okay, you can take it. I’m right here, baby, I got you.”

He’s gentle with his thrusts into you, rocking himself in and out until he reaches his goal: to make you take all of his cock. Plus, he’s doing everything he can to soothe you; wet kisses to your neck and your lips, his hand rubbing at your sides and eventually leading down to your clit. That’s when he realizes he’s reached the point of no return. You melt into him, somehow relaxing into his touch despite the sting and it all feels so pleasant and comforting—like you’re on cloud nine.

He inches his cock deeper inside of you, more than you’ve ever taken him and your eyes widen. Your hands are on him in no time; one pushing him away and one pulling him closer, mind split between the two actions. In response, he grabs your hands, interlocking your fingers with his and holding them above your head. He doesn’t let you run away, making you take every inch of him until he’s buried inside of you, and then he succeeds on his mission.

He’s over the moon—a wide, pretty smile decorated on his face as he looks at you. He lifts himself off of you and admires the sight before him; your cunt stretched out around his cock. He stills for what feels like hours but is only about five minutes. He lets you get used to the feeling of him, thumb attached to your clit and running slow circles over the bud. He doesn’t fail to praise you either, telling you that he knew you could take him because you’re always so good for him. Mentioning that your cute little pussy wanted this, he can tell by how wet you are and how you suck him in, clenching around him all warm and welcoming.

In sudden contrast of events, he pulls out of you completely, moving his thumb and tapping the head of his cock on your cunt a few times—six to be exact. Then he slides back into you, just as slowly as before until he’s buried to a halt once more. Slowly pulling out before fucking back into you, setting a steady speed that crescendos over time the same way that your moans do.

Just like that he becomes addicted to you as if he weren’t already. With every touch upon your skin and every thrust into your cunt, he’s unable to think of anything but you, how warm and inviting you are. And nights like these—where Hyunjin desires you, fucking into you deeply—fade well into the soft hours of the morning.

© PLANETDREAM 2022

[planetdream]

— 2:22 AM

this post contains; smut [threesome—minho + hyunjin. praise. use of a vibrator] i think that's all. 950 words

💌 idk u guys i'm just very much in love with this. it's so..dreamy <3

It’s like you’re drowning in the feeling. Of course, it’s in the best possible way; but your chest still tightens when you think about it too much. The truth of the matter is that you’re not supposed to think, not at all. All you have to do is fully surrender, letting the thrill that Minho and Hyunjin provide you engulf you fully; mind, body, and soul.

There are two sets of hands near you, on you—all over your body to the point that just the simplest touch completely sets you off. Your eyes are open, albeit, lids hanging lowly as you travel through your hazed state of being. You focus, concentrating just a bit more, and you see Hyunjin above you. His hands are on your waist, and he’s smiling down at you preciously. You want to reach up for him, hold his face in your hands and kiss him; but you can barely move a muscle.

Beneath you is Minho; your head rests comfortably in his lap. His hands are on you, too, of course, massaging at your sides and occasionally brushing against Hyunjin’s hands in brief contact. You try to peak up at him to the best of your abilities, now able to see the smile he wears across his face, light and loving. One of his hands comes up to your face, stroking your cheek.

“There you are, baby,” Minho’s voice is barely above a whisper, but it still sends a great chill down your spine. “Do you want to continue?”

You nod, and as you do, a familiar heat rises in the pit of your stomach. It’s like nervousness—no, perhaps it’s eagerness, or maybe it’s exhilaration. Regardless, the heat spreads like a fire within you and you’re already panting before anything even happens; or, continues to happen. So you exhale, it’s a bit breathy and almost like a whine—clearly begging for something to transpire.

And just as you curl your fingers into the softness of the sheets, tightening your grasp, Hyunjin thrusts into you. Shallow and not with much strength or power behind it; like he’s slowly inching inside of you, making sure you can take him once more. It’s only as he starts moving that you realize he had never left you for one second, even when your mind got caught in a fog, traveling elsewhere for a moment.

Your eyes stay focused on Hyunjin’s, pooling into them; lost inside an endless ocean of deep brown silk, so warm and inviting. You’re so caught up in Hyunjin, that you nearly forget Minho is even there until his hands leave your skin. Yes, you’re being filled in a few different ways, but it’s like a deep emptiness suddenly appears when his touch leaves you, even if only for a second.

His hands are back in no time—well, one is, at least. The other simply too occupied with clicking on the pink vibrator that had been tossed into the blankets at some point in the night. The familiar buzzing fills your ears and you tense up slightly.

“Shh. It’s okay. Relax,” Hyunjin whispers to you. “We just want to make you feel good.”

There’s a hum of agreement from Minho. And by that point, there’s nothing left to do but relax into it. You inhale and exhale deeply, bracing yourself as Minho lowers the vibrator onto your clit. It’s not the highest speed, Minho doesn’t want to overwhelm you so suddenly, especially not after making you cum so many times just minutes prior. Still, it’s enough to send shocks through your body, making you clench around Hyunjin just tight enough that he winces.

As time goes on, the vibrator is clicked up a few notches, and Hyunjin fucks into you deeper, faster. Minho’s free hand massages against your skin, fingertips dancing from your neck to your chest to your stomach, and back and forth again. And once again you’re lost—floating instead of drowning this time. The familiar heat that’s rising within you is only getting hotter and hotter with every thrust Hyunjin makes into you. The curve of his cock hitting at just the right angle has you seeing stars.

You’re tense again. Moans caught in your throat and your back slightly arched as you try to fight off the overpowering feeling yet again. You grab Minho’s free hand, gripping him so tightly, you’re sure that your nails pierced his skin—not that he cares much.

“C’mon, pretty, let it go. No need to fight it,” Minho’s words go in one ear and out the other, though they still register, resonating with you.

The orgasm itself is like the last—ripping through you like a blinding white light. There’s both numbness and fire dancing throughout your body, from head to toe, sparks flying. You come to the faintest realization that the room you’re in is so cold; or maybe it’s too warm, you’re unable to tell. You’re unable to keep silent throughout it all, even when the moans get stuck in your throat, there are still stifled sounds coming from you.

The vibrator is completely forgotten about, Minho now running his hands across your skin, overwhelming you in his own way, even without his dick being inside of you. Hyunjin continues to fuck you through it, having spilled his cum into you somewhere along the way—which just added to the excess heat you felt. His cock is still hard though, pulsing and begging for another round even though he’s whining, thrusts slowing down to a halt.

“So good, always so good.” They both say a variation of the same thing. Praising you for giving them what they want, and in return, they’ll make you do it all over again.

© PLANETDREAM 2022

[planetdream]

— 4:44 AM

this post contains; smut [somno mention. free use. overstim. slight breeding] reader is called pretty baby. changbin is a sweetie <3 the smut is kinda light tbh. 737 words.

💌 i wrote this while half asleep last night. hope someone likes it :)

It’s the early hours of the morning, and while Changbin would prefer not to keep you up, he can’t help the near-insatiable need to ruin you. He’s rough with the way he grabs your hips, nails digging into your skin—though, you hardly notice any of that due to how deep inside of you he is. The position you’re in—on your stomach and hugging a pillow—allows him to hit spots he’s never touched, and he’s made you cum on his dick many times before.

In contrast to the way he fucks into you, his words are gentlemanly. He’s as sweet as can be with you, practically re-confessing his love for you every time he pushes his cock further into you, reminding you of how sweet you are for him. Never forgetting to tell you how much he loves your pussy, and your pretty face. Praises slip from his mouth elegantly and with purpose, it’s like he was born to praise you, as if his life purpose is to fuck you like a slut and praise you admiringly; just like he’s doing now. He holds back a little, though; you’d just been sleeping before this.

Changbin nearly lost his mind when he entered the bedroom after a long day and noticed you wearing a blue scrunchie around your wrist—signifying that he’s allowed to do whatever he wants to you as long as you’re wearing it. And he does, hands instantly at your thighs and spreading them open. But it wasn’t long before he woke you up, fingers buried inside of you, all because he wanted to hear the sound of your moans.

Which is how he’s got you like this now, fucked out and on cloud nine. There’s still sleep in your eyes, and the slight haze of being fucked so good just adds to it. The feeling is so euphoric—you’re completely relaxed, at peace, melting deeper into the bed each time Changbin slides his cock back into you. You’re so wet for him, too—you’ve gotta be, you’re nearing your third orgasm now—every time he pulls out of you, he lets out a groan as he sees the mess you’re making around him; cock completely covered in your wetness.

Moans slip from your mouth just as he wants them: slightly whiny and incoherent. Words are sewn together in urgency, and there’s no coherency in your speech, rendering you unable to tell him what he already knows because of how you’re squeezing around him—begging him to go deeper, to give you what you want. And there’s instant compliance from Changbin, tilting his hips and finding an even better angle to press his length into you at.

“Want my cum, baby? Take it all for me,” The tone of his voice rings in your ears. “Pretty baby wants to make me a daddy, hm?”

You nod for him, unable to stop yourself from pulsing around him with just the thought of him fucking you over and over, filling your cunt again and again until he’s sure that you’re pregnant. Then, fucking you for days after, just because he can.

He continues like before; rough with how he fucks you and delicate with his words. Easily pulling another orgasm from you and soothing you through it with soft kisses that trail across your back, and hands rubbing along your sides. The orgasm is heavenly, pulled from you with such ease it relaxes you even further. You can hardly focus on anything other than the way you clench around his cock, giving Changbin all your cum in exchange for his—wanting to feel him fill you up as soon as possible.

You cry out as his thrusts begin to shallow out, unable to handle any teasing at such a critical moment. Luckily, his speed is picked back up before you’re completely down from your high. And by the time he cums, painting your walls with his seed, you’re still just as fucked out, if not more than before. He holds onto you by your arms, falling deeper into your wetness. Deep groans and praises of “so good” leave his mouth like they’re incantations as he fucks you through it all.

It’s the early hours of the morning, and while Changbin would prefer not to keep you up any longer, he needs to feel you cum around his cock once more. You’re not against it, as long as he cums in you one more time.

© PLANETDREAM 2022

[planetdream]

— 2:39 AM

this post contains; smut [shower sex. slight choking kink. drool mention] 961 words

💌 just something short and sweet for now :) not edited my bad :(

One of the best parts about taking a shower well into the night is how serene it is. Calmly washing the day away and thinking about any and everything under the moonlight. It’s refreshing: being able to feel the warmth of the water against your skin is a nearly unbeatable feeling after a long day. It’s steamy, and not just because the temperature is hot enough to fog up the mirror, no, but because of two people relieving their stress in ways that a simple shower cannot.

You’d been minding your business, washing yourself free of the day’s worries, when Chan had quietly stepped into the shower. He wrapped his arms around you with no words spoken as he pressed a soft kiss against your shoulder. And you stood like that for a while, gently rocking side to side. The heat of his body against you and the water falling upon your skin felt extra reassuring, clearing away any doubts you might’ve had beforehand.

There’s still silence as he turns you around, nothing but the sound of water hitting the floor and a faint hum that vibrates against Chan’s lips as he finally takes you in. His hands stay on your hips, tightening his grip and pulling you closer to him. He has his bottom lip between his teeth, biting down as his eyes trail up your body until he finally looks into your eyes. His gaze is cavernous, lids a bit low and eyes dark, drawing you into him. And easily you get lost in his stare, unable to look away even if you wanted to.

Suddenly, your back is against the wall, and his lips are on yours. His hand comes around your throat, slowly applying pressure with each second that passes. The kiss is hot, deepening into something much more than the usual kisses that Chan gives you. You’re unable to blame him though, it’d been a long day for the both of you and several days have gone by without so much as a slightly inappropriate touch. You need this just as much as Chan does.

The kiss breaks momentarily, an intermission to catch your breath before his lips are pressed against yours once again. With his free hand, he slips between your legs with such ease that he doesn’t even need to see for him to get where he needs to be; it's all muscle memory. The tips of his fingers work against your clit; his touches are light but not teasing as he circles the bud. Chan knows you just like he knows himself, so pleasing and pleasuring you comes as natural as breathing.

And as he does that, you curl a hand into his hair, wanting to pull him closer to you like he’s not pressed against you. You moan into the kiss once his fingers dip lower, teasing at your slit for a bit before he dips his fingers inside of you. He works into you at a steady pace, not as teasing as before—but still not enough to make you cum just yet. His palm flattens against you, grinding up into your clit as he curls his fingers into you. Meanwhile, Chan feels himself shedding all previous stress; between the relaxing temperature of the shower and the feeling of his two fingers knuckle deep inside your cunt—he’s reminded of what home feels like.

Things escalate rather quickly—simply because of how desperate for each other you both are despite containing it fairly well—and now your back is facing Chan as he needily thrusts into you. Still, Chan’s hand stays around your neck, bringing you back into him as he fucks into you. And with his free hand, he plays with your clit, all the while attempting to hold you up as your legs dare to give out.

Your moans bounce off the walls, and they would be joined by his own, but he silences himself—save for a couple of grunts—by biting down onto your shoulder. He’s mostly silent because there’s not a coherent thought in his mind, all he’s thinking about is you and coming. And while he knows better than to be selfish, he kind of is selfish with how he’s fucking you. Though he hopes you can forgive him for the sheer abruptness and lack of words after he makes you cum, which won’t be a problem at all.

Chan’s thrusts into you are needy and far from gentle, but they’re not sloppy. His cock curves perfectly inside of you, and with the slightest reposition of his hips, he’s right where you both need him to be. Incessantly driving his cock into that little soft spot deep inside of you. And when your legs dare to give out again, he wraps his arms around you, steadily grinding into you with just enough power that you’re teetering right on the edge.

It just takes that one, deep thrust to send you over the edge and then some, because Chan still hasn’t reached his climax yet, and he’s aching for it. And luckily he’s close behind you because you’ve gone a bit dumb from overstimulation—mouth hanging open with ecstasy as moans and drool leak from your mouth in such a pornographic fashion. All it takes is a few more quick pumps inside of you and he’s painting your walls with his cum. Heaven-like groans leave his mouth with such ease, he almost doesn’t notice it. And when he pulls out, he can’t help but let out a hoarse ‘fuck’ as he watches his cum spill out of your cunt.

The next few moments are dedicated to making sure you’re okay—and as he cleans you up, he finally speaks, voice softer than before as he thanks you for letting him have you like this.

© PLANETDREAM 2022

[planetdream]

— 10:12 PM

this post contains; smut [threesome—minho + changbin. d/s dynamics—they're kinda hard doms. tears. facefucking. spit-roasting. spit play. cumplay. very light degradation—only once. ear licking?—once. slight exhibition(?)—taking pictures/recording] mention of wearing make-up. 823 words

💌 this is rlly just a filthy little drabble idk what else to say about it. hope someone out there likes it! not edited—forgive me for my sins 🛐

“Take a picture, Changbin,” Minho hisses.

Minho, who's fucking into you from behind, reaches over and hooks his fingers into your mouth; holding your mouth open wide and using the leverage to pull you up slightly. As Changbin walks over to you, phone in hand, you stick out your tongue for him. If it hadn’t been for Minho’s fingers pulling your mouth open, you would have been smiling widely at Changbin, eager and ready to welcome whatever he chooses to give you. 

Changbin smiles at you, bending over slightly to spit onto your tongue. And as his spit drips down your tongue, he snaps a few pictures. 

“Bet you look so fucking slutty. A fucking mess,” Minho grunts out, almost in a whisper. 

He’s right—what a mess you are: there’s spit covering your chin, and the eye makeup you had on runs down your cheeks from the large number of tears you’ve cried. The shirt you’re wearing is pulled down, exposing your breasts and your panties are pulled to the side—material nearly ripping at the stretch as Changbin had been far too impatient; but hey, at least he didn’t rip a hole in your leggings like the last time.

“Stay just like that,” Changbin groans out, hand wrapped tightly around his cock. His phone tossed to the side and completely forgotten about at this point.

Minho's fingers stretch your mouth open wider, allowing for Changbin to slide his cock into it. Changbin holds you by the sides of your head, near your temples, and thrusts his cock completely into your mouth. Nose brushing against him, tickling you as you choke around him. It doesn’t help that Minho is fucking you in the most ruinous way—completely using you, fucking you on and off of his cock, but also meeting you halfway with full thrusts. 

All of that makes you gag around Changbin, feeling the tip of his cock repeatedly nudge against the back of your throat. He slides out of you, slapping his cock on your tongue before sliding back in and burying his length inside your throat once again. Somehow, Minho and Changbin match their thrusts into you; when one pulls out, the other slides back in, not giving you a moment to think properly, not that you would want to, anyway. 

It doesn’t take much for Changbin to cum, relishing in the feeling of your mouth around him. His grunts get louder as he cums, ending in a few soft whines, which cause him to blush a little. He pulls out, hand squeezing the remaining few spurts of cum out of his cock and onto your face. Then, from behind you, Minho takes his fingers out of your mouth—a hand around your throat with the other freely rubbing Changbin’s cum into your face. 

Minho turns your head to the slide, slightly, puckering his lips to spit onto yours, rubbing it all in even more. Changbin plays his part too, of course, continuing to snap a few more pictures of your face and the new mess he helped create. And without being told, Changbin makes his way behind the two of you, clicking record in the process—pictures simply won’t do enough justice.

The scene from behind is just as messy as your face, if not, messier. Minho’s balls, covered and dripping in cum—probably a mixture of yours and a previous load from Changbin—slapping against your cunt as he drives himself into you. Changbin doesn’t care too much about that though, no, he cares more about your dripping cunt and how well you suck Minho in, wishing it was his dick instead. 

And while Changbin records, kneeling to get the best angle, he strokes his cock with his free hand. Squeezing his fist around his throbbing cock and occasionally swiping his thumb over the tip. The scene before him, along with the sound of your moans and the feeling of his hand around his cock are all enough to get him close to coming again. 

Meanwhile, Minho continues fucking into you, pressing soft little kisses against your skin because he knows you like it when he does that. He knows you like it when he’s rough with you, still sparing a few seconds to be soft—and if you deny how much you like it, he just laughs, the way your pussy flutters around him completely told on you. 

And once that fire rises in the pit of your stomach, you refuse to harbor it within you, letting yourself completely unravel around Minho’s cock at the same time Changbin cums into his hand— your moans and exhales of relaxation rival Changbin’s grunts. It doesn’t take long for Minho to slow down his movements, stilling inside of you, continuing to pressing kisses against your shoulder until he reaches your ear. 

“You can cum once more, can’t you?” Minho asks, licking the lobe of your ear.

This will be a long night for the three of you.

© PLANETDREAM 2022

[planetdream]

— 1:30 AM

this post contains; smut [neediness. slight dumbification. hair pulling. light choking. slight overstim. cumplay. a lil pussy slapping] 932 words

💌 im not gonna lie, writers block is beating my ass. but i got changbin brainrot so i had to at least try to write lol. also its kinda inspired by this ask i answered the other night <3

It had been nearly midnight by the time Changbin got home, and when he did, he fucked you on every surface he could bend you over or prop you onto. Right now, you’re positioned into a chair that sits in your room; completely folded up and quite uncomfortable. Although, the way he’s fucking into you distracts you from that.

His hands hold your thighs, spreading them open and pinning them to your chest. You watch as his muscles flex every time he thrusts in and out of you, caught in a complete daze at the sight of all his features. He’s gorgeous; always has been and always will be. And he loves it when you tell him how handsome you think he is, and then when you go even further to prove it.

“Been thinking about having you like this all day,” He comments, grunting out his words. “Just letting me take what I want.”

You can only draw out an almost muted ‘yeah’ in response, hanging in by a thread because he’s fucking you dizzy. And even though you’re a complete mess beneath him, Changbin himself has barely broken a sweat. To be fair, he’s almost as much of a mess as you are, but he tends to hide it just for the purpose of getting you like this. If there had been even the slightest chance that you could turn this situation around, Changbin would so graciously be on his knees for you.

“Yeah?” His voice is taunting, teasing but also a bit whiny. “Hold your legs open for me, baby.”

And before you can even think of moving, Changbin is grabbing your hands and placing them where he wants them—slightly hooked around your thighs to make sure you stay in place. “Stay just like that.”

A hand comes around your neck and you slowly look up at him. Changbin’s own desperation gets to him when he moans out just by looking at you. Leaning down to capture your lips to his and biting down onto your bottom lip. All the while, still keeping his thrusts at an absolute mind-breaking pace. It’s not very fast, because despite his desperation and his need to fuck you, Changbin still wants to take his time with you; some of it, at least.

He breaks the kiss, and the hand that was comfortably wrapped around your neck is now entangled in your hair. His other hand comes down to your clit, thumb circling tightly over the bud. His fingers scratch at your scalp lightly, before he tightens his fist and and tugs at your hair, pulling against your scalp. It burns and sends tiny shockwaves throughout your body, chills running up and down your spine. Changbin pulls you by your hair, pulling you closer to where you can see him best.

You watch as he slides out of you, a white ring of cum coats his cock and you whimper out at the mess you made. Then, you move your eyes slightly up to his hips, watching how his abdomen flexes with every single thrust he makes into you. You clench around him and your stomach tightens, twisting itself.

“Gonna cum?” He asks. You feverishly nod, unable to keep your pleas to yourself as they get louder and louder by the minute. “Give it to me.”

It’s like he’s everywhere—he’s in your hair, the scent of his cologne surrounds you (and fully engulfs you, adding onto the atmosphere), not to mention he’s so close to you, caging you into him. And most of all, he fills you up perfectly, like his cock was made to rut inside of you all day every day.

And when you finally do cum, it’s with the cry of Changbin’s name. Spewing out nonsense as your orgasm rips through your body—and the best part is, Changbin is right here to guide you through it. His hands replace yours and hold onto your thighs as you shake around him. He shuts you up by cooing, planting kisses to your lips and your cheeks.

However, the soothing does next to nothing since you can still feel him in the pit of your stomach. He’s right behind you, thrusts a bit more sporadic as he draws in closer to his orgasm. By this point, he’s actually having his way with you— he’s needy, and his drawn out, whiny moans are a sentiment to that. The way he digs his fingernails into your thighs shows his need too. Or the way he whines into your lips as he kisses you, wanting to feel your touch more than anything.

His lips stay on yours as he cums, moaning into your mouth as he fills you with his seed. And when he pulls out, he looks down, taking his fingers and scooping up as much of his cum as he can. Changbin proceeds to wipe all of his cum onto your cunt, rubbing it in and getting you even messier for him. Then, he takes his cock in hand, still a bit hard and pulsing when he grabs it, smacking it onto your clit. Delighted in the sound of splashing wetness and your moans that accompany it.

You sit up, moving a bit to withdraw yourself from the continual smacking of his cock on your clit, pushing him away just a bit.

“Okay, okay. I got you. Let’s go take a bath,” He smiles, holding back a light laugh. “C’mon.”

And like that, Changbin whisks you away to end the night. But that’s only if he doesn’t have you ride his dick in the bath.

© PLANETDREAM 2022

[planetdream]

𓂃✩ ⸝⸝. ֺ ָ ֙⋆ ་ lazy afternoons with kai

this post contains; fluff 🥺

requested !

💌thank you to the lovely anon who requested this! hope u guys like this ! the request was just too cute i couldn't stop writing lol the vibes kinda escalated ahah.

i think that kai likes these days (or nights) where he can just do nothing with you. just the both of you in each other's space, and sometimes you're not interacting with each other socially. just a touch or a kiss here or there. sometimes so engulfed in your phones that you kinda forget you're not alone in the room.

these days typically follow the both of you waking up well after noon, deciding to forgo whatever plans you had made the previous day. instead opting to shuffle sleepily to the living area to plop yourselves on the couch and in front of the television. and often, these afternoons turn quickly to late nights, snuggled against each other watching whatever movie or series marathon you decided to start earlier. likes to wrap you up in blankets and cuddles you like that.

kai will also attempt to get you up and outside too, telling you that the both of you need to make a quick snack run and that the convenience store isn't too far away (it's a few blocks away), promising to buy whatever food you're craving. when you get back he orders pizza because "pizza is perfect for lazy days like this".

also gets you to play video games with him, promises you kisses if you win (but you have to do the dishes for a week if you lose). when you bring up how he doesn't have a penalty for if he loses, he simply laughs about how he won't lose. sometimes loses on purpose so that he can shower you in kisses because he loves the way you scrunch up your nose at how his lips tickle your face. loves to hear your laugh and how you push him away when his hands come up against your sides to tickle you.

𓂃

"do you ever think about us a few years from now? how different we'd be?" he'd ask. sometimes he could get a bit serious out of nowhere.

"sometimes," you'd answer. a partial lie, you think about your future together often.

you both would leave it at that. not wanting to scare each other with your various thoughts on what the future may hold for the both of you. there's a limit that you're both cautious about, not wanting to breach past it and make the other uncomfortable. but there's a mutual understanding in how your hands squeeze each other.

𓂃

kai would be lying if he said his favorite part about spending lazy days with you wasn't the impromptu naps you took together on the couch. you'd drift off asleep first, comforted by the warmth that kai supplies you. he'd notice and plant a kiss on your forehead before joining you in dreamland, snuggling up against you. there's something about taking a nap together that strengthens your bond, but he can't seem to put his finger on it.

he often wakes up first. staring at you while you sleep, and he hopes to god that you don't notice him as he doesn't want to creep you out. he's not going to lie, he's taken pictures of you sleeping. something about your sleeping form is so captivating to him — you're at peace with everything and you're surroundings. you're comfortable enough with him to fall asleep and allow him to protect you from the outside world.

you're so attractive and pretty, he just wants to give you the entire world plus the sun and the stars. he'd give you the entire universe if you asked for it. a part of him doesn't understand these feelings that he has towards you, but what he does know is that you mean everything plus more to him.

when you wake up, he'll fake as if he's also still sleeping or as if he's doing something else. but when he looks at you he's so captivated.

𓂃

"good morning sleepyhead," he jokes. "would you like to continue our movie marathon or do something else?"

it's lazy days like this that keep him held together. on days like these, he truly feels like he can do anything.

© PLANETDREAM 2021

[planetdream]

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[noahthetrain]

Its 10:30 where I am and 😭😭😭😭😭😭

No regrets it was so good

— 10:12 PM

this post contains; smut [threesome—minho + changbin. d/s dynamics—they're kinda hard doms. tears. facefucking. spit-roasting. spit play. cumplay. very light degradation—only once. ear licking?—once. slight exhibition(?)—taking pictures/recording] mention of wearing make-up. 823 words

💌 this is rlly just a filthy little drabble idk what else to say about it. hope someone out there likes it! not edited—forgive me for my sins 🛐

“Take a picture, Changbin,” Minho hisses.

Minho, who's fucking into you from behind, reaches over and hooks his fingers into your mouth; holding your mouth open wide and using the leverage to pull you up slightly. As Changbin walks over to you, phone in hand, you stick out your tongue for him. If it hadn’t been for Minho’s fingers pulling your mouth open, you would have been smiling widely at Changbin, eager and ready to welcome whatever he chooses to give you. 

Changbin smiles at you, bending over slightly to spit onto your tongue. And as his spit drips down your tongue, he snaps a few pictures. 

“Bet you look so fucking slutty. A fucking mess,” Minho grunts out, almost in a whisper. 

He’s right—what a mess you are: there’s spit covering your chin, and the eye makeup you had on runs down your cheeks from the large number of tears you’ve cried. The shirt you’re wearing is pulled down, exposing your breasts and your panties are pulled to the side—material nearly ripping at the stretch as Changbin had been far too impatient; but hey, at least he didn’t rip a hole in your leggings like the last time.

“Stay just like that,” Changbin groans out, hand wrapped tightly around his cock. His phone tossed to the side and completely forgotten about at this point.

Minho's fingers stretch your mouth open wider, allowing for Changbin to slide his cock into it. Changbin holds you by the sides of your head, near your temples, and thrusts his cock completely into your mouth. Nose brushing against him, tickling you as you choke around him. It doesn’t help that Minho is fucking you in the most ruinous way—completely using you, fucking you on and off of his cock, but also meeting you halfway with full thrusts. 

All of that makes you gag around Changbin, feeling the tip of his cock repeatedly nudge against the back of your throat. He slides out of you, slapping his cock on your tongue before sliding back in and burying his length inside your throat once again. Somehow, Minho and Changbin match their thrusts into you; when one pulls out, the other slides back in, not giving you a moment to think properly, not that you would want to, anyway. 

It doesn’t take much for Changbin to cum, relishing in the feeling of your mouth around him. His grunts get louder as he cums, ending in a few soft whines, which cause him to blush a little. He pulls out, hand squeezing the remaining few spurts of cum out of his cock and onto your face. Then, from behind you, Minho takes his fingers out of your mouth—a hand around your throat with the other freely rubbing Changbin’s cum into your face. 

Minho turns your head to the slide, slightly, puckering his lips to spit onto yours, rubbing it all in even more. Changbin plays his part too, of course, continuing to snap a few more pictures of your face and the new mess he helped create. And without being told, Changbin makes his way behind the two of you, clicking record in the process—pictures simply won’t do enough justice.

The scene from behind is just as messy as your face, if not, messier. Minho’s balls, covered and dripping in cum—probably a mixture of yours and a previous load from Changbin—slapping against your cunt as he drives himself into you. Changbin doesn’t care too much about that though, no, he cares more about your dripping cunt and how well you suck Minho in, wishing it was his dick instead. 

And while Changbin records, kneeling to get the best angle, he strokes his cock with his free hand. Squeezing his fist around his throbbing cock and occasionally swiping his thumb over the tip. The scene before him, along with the sound of your moans and the feeling of his hand around his cock are all enough to get him close to coming again. 

Meanwhile, Minho continues fucking into you, pressing soft little kisses against your skin because he knows you like it when he does that. He knows you like it when he’s rough with you, still sparing a few seconds to be soft—and if you deny how much you like it, he just laughs, the way your pussy flutters around him completely told on you. 

And once that fire rises in the pit of your stomach, you refuse to harbor it within you, letting yourself completely unravel around Minho’s cock at the same time Changbin cums into his hand— your moans and exhales of relaxation rival Changbin’s grunts. It doesn’t take long for Minho to slow down his movements, stilling inside of you, continuing to pressing kisses against your shoulder until he reaches your ear. 

“You can cum once more, can’t you?” Minho asks, licking the lobe of your ear.

This will be a long night for the three of you.

© PLANETDREAM 2022

[honsuh]

jesus …

— 1:30 AM

this post contains; smut [neediness. slight dumbification. hair pulling. light choking. slight overstim. cumplay. a lil pussy slapping] 932 words

💌 im not gonna lie, writers block is beating my ass. but i got changbin brainrot so i had to at least try to write lol. also its kinda inspired by this ask i answered the other night <3

It had been nearly midnight by the time Changbin got home, and when he did, he fucked you on every surface he could bend you over or prop you onto. Right now, you’re positioned into a chair that sits in your room; completely folded up and quite uncomfortable. Although, the way he’s fucking into you distracts you from that.

His hands hold your thighs, spreading them open and pinning them to your chest. You watch as his muscles flex every time he thrusts in and out of you, caught in a complete daze at the sight of all his features. He’s gorgeous; always has been and always will be. And he loves it when you tell him how handsome you think he is, and then when you go even further to prove it.

“Been thinking about having you like this all day,” He comments, grunting out his words. “Just letting me take what I want.”

You can only draw out an almost muted ‘yeah’ in response, hanging in by a thread because he’s fucking you dizzy. And even though you’re a complete mess beneath him, Changbin himself has barely broken a sweat. To be fair, he’s almost as much of a mess as you are, but he tends to hide it just for the purpose of getting you like this. If there had been even the slightest chance that you could turn this situation around, Changbin would so graciously be on his knees for you.

“Yeah?” His voice is taunting, teasing but also a bit whiny. “Hold your legs open for me, baby.”

And before you can even think of moving, Changbin is grabbing your hands and placing them where he wants them—slightly hooked around your thighs to make sure you stay in place. “Stay just like that.”

A hand comes around your neck and you slowly look up at him. Changbin’s own desperation gets to him when he moans out just by looking at you. Leaning down to capture your lips to his and biting down onto your bottom lip. All the while, still keeping his thrusts at an absolute mind-breaking pace. It’s not very fast, because despite his desperation and his need to fuck you, Changbin still wants to take his time with you; some of it, at least.

He breaks the kiss, and the hand that was comfortably wrapped around your neck is now entangled in your hair. His other hand comes down to your clit, thumb circling tightly over the bud. His fingers scratch at your scalp lightly, before he tightens his fist and and tugs at your hair, pulling against your scalp. It burns and sends tiny shockwaves throughout your body, chills running up and down your spine. Changbin pulls you by your hair, pulling you closer to where you can see him best.

You watch as he slides out of you, a white ring of cum coats his cock and you whimper out at the mess you made. Then, you move your eyes slightly up to his hips, watching how his abdomen flexes with every single thrust he makes into you. You clench around him and your stomach tightens, twisting itself.

“Gonna cum?” He asks. You feverishly nod, unable to keep your pleas to yourself as they get louder and louder by the minute. “Give it to me.”

It’s like he’s everywhere—he’s in your hair, the scent of his cologne surrounds you (and fully engulfs you, adding onto the atmosphere), not to mention he’s so close to you, caging you into him. And most of all, he fills you up perfectly, like his cock was made to rut inside of you all day every day.

And when you finally do cum, it’s with the cry of Changbin’s name. Spewing out nonsense as your orgasm rips through your body—and the best part is, Changbin is right here to guide you through it. His hands replace yours and hold onto your thighs as you shake around him. He shuts you up by cooing, planting kisses to your lips and your cheeks.

However, the soothing does next to nothing since you can still feel him in the pit of your stomach. He’s right behind you, thrusts a bit more sporadic as he draws in closer to his orgasm. By this point, he’s actually having his way with you— he’s needy, and his drawn out, whiny moans are a sentiment to that. The way he digs his fingernails into your thighs shows his need too. Or the way he whines into your lips as he kisses you, wanting to feel your touch more than anything.

His lips stay on yours as he cums, moaning into your mouth as he fills you with his seed. And when he pulls out, he looks down, taking his fingers and scooping up as much of his cum as he can. Changbin proceeds to wipe all of his cum onto your cunt, rubbing it in and getting you even messier for him. Then, he takes his cock in hand, still a bit hard and pulsing when he grabs it, smacking it onto your clit. Delighted in the sound of splashing wetness and your moans that accompany it.

You sit up, moving a bit to withdraw yourself from the continual smacking of his cock on your clit, pushing him away just a bit.

“Okay, okay. I got you. Let’s go take a bath,” He smiles, holding back a light laugh. “C’mon.”

And like that, Changbin whisks you away to end the night. But that’s only if he doesn’t have you ride his dick in the bath.

© PLANETDREAM 2022