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shintaru · 2 months ago

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lemme lick on your tattoos

KINKTOBER m.list ♡ windbreaker ♡ taglist

Warnings: Wooin, Joker, Chris D’Char, Harry Shepherd, tattoo licking, cockwarming, caught, mentions of sex tape, spanking, choking, cream pie, unprotected sex, riding, not proof read, amateur smut writer, finger licking good, & kfc

You’ve been walking around the house looking for Chris. Having something new you want to try with him after hearing a song with the lyrics “lemme lick on your tattoos” You just can’t wait. Realizing he’s probably in the kitchen you make your way down the steps heading towards the kitchen door. You open it and lo and behold Chris is there “of course he is” you think to yourself. He only does two things eat and train.

“Charrr” you say coming up to him and rubbing his arm caressingly. “What do you want?” He asks “how did you know I want something?” You say a little surprised that he knew. “You only call me Char when you want something, so what is it?” He replies “Oh” you say not realizing you did that every time. “Can I lick your neck tattoo?” You ask. He smiles finishing his breakfast and says “You’ll have to beg for that.” “Please i’ll make you feel good I promise” you respond giving him pleading eyes hoping he will let you try it.

“Fine, but i want to be inside you while you do it” he replies. “Ok, let’s do it now” you say dragging him to the bedroom by the arm before he can finish his glass of orange juice. “Someone eager” he says laughing. You pull Chris into the bedroom slightly pushing him down on the bed normally you couldn’t make him budge even if you wanted to so you know he’s willingly letting you have your way with him.

Anytime you two would play fight it was like trying to move a boulder, he’s just too big and heavy you can’t move him. You smile realizing the effect you have on your boyfriend. You pull his sweat pants and underwear off after taking off your own.“look at what you do to me” he says when you look at how hard you’ve made him.

You smile kissing him as you sit on his lap. Grabbing your hips with one hand he used his other to help guide his tip to your entrance. “Shit, You’re soaking wet” he says while gathering your juices on his tip by rubbing it back and forth between your folds.

He slowly pushes himself into you making you moan out. You grip his shoulders tightly and slowly push yourself down on him. “Fuck, that’s it, baby, just like that.” He says throwing his head back. You take the opportunity to start licking his tattoo. You place your hand on the side of his neck and your other on his forearm. You leave a trail of kisses stopping once you reach his tattoo.

You trace the design of his tattoo with the tip of your tongue earning a low moan from him “please, don’t stop” he says while giving your ass a small slap making you stop and yelp out feeling his cold rings against your skin. “don’t get shy on me now finish what you started” Chris says. You continue sucking and licking on his tattoo leaving hickeys all over the side of his neck. “We should have tried this sooner” you say.

(That neck tattoo RAHHHHHH, The things I’d do to sit on his lap Ahhhhh)

Harry got a haircut and you can’t take your eyes off of him. He has always been attractive to you but the fresh haircut does something to you. It’s he’s making it hard for you to keep your hands to yourself. You walk into your shared bedroom to see him in front of the full-body mirror adjusting his bangs. “That’s it” you shout a little too loud making him turn to look at you with a concerned confused expression. “What’s it?” He asks.

You responded with a demanding yet almost pleading tone “Take your shirt off, I want to lick your tattoos” “what?” he replies looking at you like he can’t believe what you just said. “You heard me now take it off” you say growing more impatient “I’ve never been asked to do that, fuck, that’s hot, good thing I have plenty of tattoos” He says taking his shirt off. “What’s got you so worked up?” He asks. “You just look so good with your new hair cut” you reply. Making him walk over to you “if I knew you’d respond like this I’d get my hair cut more often” he replies making you laugh.

“i had no idea you were into this kind of thing” he says “neither did I” you reply “sit down you’re too tall” you tell him. He sits on the bed pulling you onto his lap. Pulling and tugging on his hair with your left hand you lay your other hand on his abs. You lick his chest dragging your tongue across the “death before dishonor” tattoo slowly dragging and swirling your tongue on the anchor design underneath.

He pulls you off his lap to tug both of your pants off “ride me” he demands. You get back on his lap and hover your hips above his. Harry pushes his tip into you grabbing your hips and slamming you down on him making you take him fully with one swift motion. “Ah, Harry” you moan out reaching out and wrapping your arms around his shoulders. You continue to lick and suck on his tattoos.

“keep doing that.” Harry tells you. You stop deciding to toy with him a little since he got you worked up. “did i say you could stop?” He says while grabbing a tight hold on your throat. “You look hot when you’re angry” you tell him making him squeeze your throat a little. He pulls you in for a kiss by your neck breaking it only to say “You drive me crazy” “Feelings mutual” you reply

His grip tightens on your hips as you bounce up and down on him. You needed him so bad and he needed you just as much. “Can I cum inside?” He asks. You give him a soft yes through your uncontrollable moans as you continue bouncing on his cock.

He grabs you by the throat again only for a short moment to move his hand to cup your cheek bringing you in for another kiss. Pulling on his hair, while moaning his name seems to finally push him over the edge. Your mixed liquids spill out of you as you clench down on him riding out your orgasm. “Holy shit” is all you can get out before Harry pulls you into another kiss.

(I’d ride him like a rodeo from dusk until dawn)

You couldn’t take your eyes off of him well especially his hands. You loved his hands especially the tattoos along his fingers. You watch Wooin scroll through his phone not being able to shift your gaze from him. Sabbath crew was supposed to meet up about a play for the next race but the others were late leaving only you and Wooin at the meeting location .

You’re brought out of your thoughts when Wooin asks “is there a reason why you’ve been staring at me since you walked in?” You don’t know what came over you but you decided to answer him honestly instead of playing off your actions. “There is a reason” you reply “and what would that be?” He sets his phone down asking curiously.

“I like your hand tattoos, but I’d like them better in my mouth” you reply. He laughs walking over to you. “Wasn’t expecting that answer” he says towering above you causing you to shift slightly in your seat. He spreads your thighs apart with his knee and stands in between your thighs pulling your hair back with his right hand making you look up at him.

“Open” Wooin tells you in a demanding tone. You do as you’re told. He takes his left hand and sticks two fingers in your mouth you lick and suck on them suggestively not breaking eye contact. His non-tattooed hand travels down your jaw stopping at your throat and squeezing slightly making you moan. “Fuck, you’re a tease” he says.

You feel him pressing his fingers against your tongue making you grab ahold of his wrist. He shoves his fingers as far as they can reach in the back of your throat making you gag. Meeting his lust-filled gaze he brushes his knee against your clothed sex earning a small muffled moan from you. His actions are making you wetter by the second you don’t know how much longer you can take it. You knew you needed him, he knew you needed him.

Pulling his fingers out your mouth you both can hear the other members have arrived outside the building. He leans down turning his head to face the side of you, feeling his lips and warm breath against your ear.

“Tell me what else you’d like me to do to you with my fingers after the meeting” he whispers you can feel his split tongue lick along your ear sending shivers down your spine and an aching feeling in you’re stomach. You watch him sit back down giving you his signature grin before continuing to scroll on his phone while the other crew members walk in. “Damn that was hot” you thought. God, you hated how badly you needed him.

(Help his tattoos are so fine, he could choke me with his tattooed hand and I’d thank him)

Watching the seductive way your boyfriend eats his apples drove you insane he wasn’t doing it on purpose but you couldn’t take it anymore. You wanted him so bad.

Little did you know that he knew the effect it had on you. He watched that way you’d swallow your spit, biting your cheek as you clenched your thighs together trying to suppress your dirty thoughts about him. In a way he wanted to tease and push you to see how long you’d last without saying something.

Knowing Joker isn’t the type to act unless he’s angry, racing, or fighting you decided to try and get a reaction out of him. The only thing you could come up with was using a popsicle, lollipop, or a banana to stir him up. It was a hot day so the popsicle doesn’t sound bad and you were sure Wooin had all the lollipops.

You went to the kitchen looking for a popsicle or a banana only to find you were out of bananas. The only option you have left is a popsicle you take a cherry-flavored one out of the wrapping and walk back to sit in your chair. You’d been sucking on the popsicle for some time now and he still hasn’t reacted not even a glance your way. You finish the popsicle deciding you’ll have to make a move since he won’t.

Walking over to him you straddle his lap you can feel how hard he is grinding yourself against his hard-clothed cock you lick his dagger tattoo and make your way down his throat stopping at his Adam’s Apple feeling it bob with each swallow. Moving your tongue along his jaw, kissing at the scar on the left side of his mouth.

Finishing his Apple he tosses the core somewhere and kisses you, tasting the bitter-sweet apple against his tongue you moan feeling him grab your hips pressing them firmly against his own making you feel him even more. “Fuck, do that again…” he says.

Before you can continue Wooin interrupts. “What perfect timing,” you think to yourself “You’d make a lot of money if you both made a sex tape” Wooin says “How much money?” Joker asks. “A lot, don’t know how much that depends on how popular the tape is” Wooin says as he walks past you both heading for the kitchen. “You know if you wanted me that badly you could have just asked” Joker tells you.

(Joker has a pretty nose)