#HES GONNA RELEASE A STRIP TEASE VIDEO SOON

[breadhyunn]

Zelo headcanons:

his sims characters roam around naked

he tried to get his passport photo taken shirtless

when you enter his room the first thing is a framed photo of him shirtless

unlike the others who were taken by surprise, he made daehyun click nude pics of him

he has pizza without toppings

his mom is worried

b.a.p are worried

i am worried

help him

[bokutoslittlebird]

miya twins and their 19 year old virgin little sister, samu probably caught you trying to fuck yourself and let your dildo be your first since a lot of your friends are teasing you for being a virgin and then atsumu caught you red handed, watching porn. and what would happen if one of them got you preggo? too horny to even think about anything, sorry birdie-san ㅠㅡㅠ

DIVINE. DELICIOUS. you know that audio with the cats? That was me when I read this

Warnings : pregnancy, cunnilingus, f. masturbation, porn video (briefly), a pink dildo, dubcon, incest, manipulation

It’s your nineteenth birthday and while you had a wonderful party with your family, you still feel so young and small. Your brothers are both attending colleges for their own career paths, but you’ve just got out of high school and have no idea what you want to do! You’ve been babied by your brothers, so you don’t have a clear view of the future for yourself that doesn’t include Atsumu and Osamu by your side.

One thing bothered you though: you were still a virgin. Thanks to your brothers, boyfriends were a foreign concept to you. All your friends lost their virginities before their birthdays, but your last friend lost her virginity on her birthday, a present from her boyfriend. You were slow to coming to the party and you told them you’d have lost it by the time your birthday came around, even getting a boyfriend!

A boyfriend quickly discarded by the brooding brothers of yours. A sneer from Atsumu and a glare from Osamu had his tail between his legs. Truly, a shame. You knew your friends would tease you again for the lack of a boy in your life, so you decided to, uh, pretend. A dildo was similar to a penis, right? That’s why they existed.

You didn’t know it’d be so hard! You have to have an orgasm to properly lose your virginity, that’s what your friends said. Pumping the silicone piece into your tiny cunt was harder than expected, only fitting half in before you started to pump it. It sent a tingling down in your tummy, but it was more effort than expected. Noises or frustration mingled with your forced moans, whining as your wrists started to hurt.

Osamu was doing his homework when he heard you make a noise of frustration, huffing and puffing. He didn’t pay too much attention to it, but then you made a similar noise. So, time to investigate. He wouldn’t want you to exert so much energy, you’re his baby sister! He expected to see you trying to get something off a high shelf, your shirt riding up to show your smooth stomach or you to be under your bed, shorts-clad— even better, panty-clad rump in the air. He did not expect to see you on your bed, legs spread and pumping a pink silicone dildo into your cunt. If only that was his—

“‘Tsu- ‘Tsumu,” you moan out, biting on your lower lip. Osamu’s mouth drops into a frown, growling at his twin’s name dropping from your mouth. You turn to look at the door, suddenly opened only to be slammed shut.

A startled gasp makes him stop in front of you, eyes burning with an unknown desire. “‘Samu! What’re you doing?” He just looks at you, eyes glancing at your hand still between your legs. Your eyes go down, shame burning in your face. “I’m trying to be a big girl. I wanna lose my virginity,”

“Why didn’t ya ask me?” He asks, putting his weight on your bed. You panic and close your legs, moving the dildo out of you. “And why ya callin’ out ‘Tsumu’s name? Huh? Am I not good enough?”

“N-No! That’s not it! ‘Samu, you’re scaring me!” You cry out, his large hands spreading your legs. Your puffy pussy is fully on display for him, his eyes noticing the lack of slick. “Don’t hurt me!”

“I’m not gonna hurt ya. I’m gonna help. Wanna be a big girl? I can help,” he says. He doesn’t move, though, waiting for your permission. Even though you’re hesitant — he’s your brother! You’re nodding your head, fingers soon finding themselves in Osamu’s darkened hair. He stopped dying it, so it’s completely natural again. His face is buried in your cunt, lapping at your folds as your moans aren’t forced, head thrown back as Osamu tongue fucks you. When he sticks two fingers into you, he doesn’t expect you to be so wet, a drastic difference from moments ago. He moves to wrap his lips around your clit, walls tightening as you finally release on his fingers and face.

When Osamu comes up, he’s licking his lips while you pant. “Did.. did I lose my virginity?” You ask him, tears clinging to your lashes.

“What d’ya mean?” You explain what your friends told you, all while he strips off his shirt and peppers kisses on your stomach, rising your shirt up as he does. “Nah, I gotta cum inside if you wanna lose it. You gonna let me do that?” The no hesitation in the nodding of your head has him grinning, straightening himself as he rubs his hardened cock through his pants. Today, fantasy becomes reality. “Alright, I’ll go slow,”

Even with his slow sinking into you, you’re gasping and clinging to his biceps for dear life, tears staining your pillow as he splits you open. He’s far bigger than the dildo, but the slick from your orgasm makes it much easier for him to slide in. He kisses your cheek, telling you how good you are. It’s the little praise that has you encouraging him to keep going, and he does. He keeps pushing in until he’s bumping against your cervix, almost completely inside of you. Your legs tighten around his waist, keeping him locked against you.

“Don’t worry, lil sis. I’m not goin’ anywhere,” he shushes, brushing your tears as he stays still. An occasional hiccup has his heart hurting, but he knows you’ll feel good eventually. Well, even if you don’t, he’ll start. When your legs loosen, dropping back to the plush bed, he starts moving. He’s still slow, spreading your walls for his thick cock as you continue to adjust. It’s not until you’re begging him for more does he pick up the pace, slamming his hips against yours. He has to cover your mouth so you don’t alert the whole house he’s fucking you, your screams of pleasure coming out. They’re muffled, but he can hear how much you’re enjoying it. It urges him to go even faster, grunting as he chases his own high.

Another screams rips from you, walls tightening as you cream on his fat cock, eyes rolling as toes curl. It’s enough to send Osamu over the edge, groaning as he buries himself even deeper inside, pumping you full of his cum, you milking every drop. He kisses you, your panting mouth perfect for him to give you a passionate kiss, staying deep inside you. He breaks the kiss, “I love ya, little sis,”

“Love you, too, nii-san,” you smile, kissing him again.

It’s all you ever wanted, to be a big girl. It also brings you and Osamu closer together, you often bouncing around the idea to help him in his shop once he gets it set up. When you go into his room, the door locking behind you, you miss the way Atsumu glares. He has a feeling you’re not studying with Osamu, but there’s nothing to suggest otherwise.

Well, when Osamu is late from coming back from college, Atsumu is the only one home. It’s a small breath of fresh air, relaxing his tired muscles after a long practice match. When he hears small grunts and moans from your bedroom, he goes to investigate. You shouldn’t be home, let alone have anyone with you. The creaking of the floorboards doesn’t stop the noises from your room, Atsumu’s curiosity spiking. Peeking into your open door, he sees you on your back, legs spread open as your laptop plays an obscene video, the moans and grunts coming from the speakers. Your occasional moan is muffled by the shirt hem in your mouth, but it’s dropped when you moan out Osamu’s name, eyes rolling back as your fingers work on your clit.

Atsumu glares at the mention of Osamu’s name, shutting the door that has you jumping and struggling to explain yourself. “Ya think ‘Samu’s better than me? Is that it?” They’re so similar, it’s striking. The hungry eyes, full of anger and lust, they look so much like Osamu’s, but the light blond hair reminds you it’s Atsumu. “What’re you- Yer watchin’ sibling porn? Thinking of your big brother? ‘S that it?”

“No, it’s not what you think, ‘Tsumu!” Unlike Osamu, Atsumu’s one to take what he wants. He moves the laptop off the bed, spreading your legs as you squirm and struggle. “Lemme go!”

“Brats like you need to be put in place, don’t’cha know? You’re fucking soaked, getting off on your big bro that much?” You’re crying and still trying to kick him off, but it just turns him on even more. You’re still innocent and so naive in his eyes, it’s nothing for him to just take that from you. His cock is already hard, begging to sink into your warm depths. “You gonna let me fuck you? It’ll be like that video you were watching,”

You’re shaking your head, pushing at his chest as he leans down to press kisses to your neck. “C’mon, lil sis. I’m not gonna hurt ya. You trust me, right?” It’s a question that has your movements stopping, glossy eyes looking at Atsumu. He’s smiling, your big brother not showing any hint of malice. You sniffle, his thumbs swiping away the silver droplets on your cheeks.

“As long as you promise not to hurt me, okay ‘Tsumu?” You ask him, big doe eyes of innocence as you look at him. He grins and kisses your lips, licking your bottom lip. A whispered breath of ‘wouldn’t dream of it’ is all you hear before his mushroom head is pushing at your entrance. He’s just as big as Osamu, but it’s still hard to take in. You’re nice and slick, though, Atsumu notes. All from watching some incest porn, it’s almost funny to him how all you had to do was ask, no reason to hide it! Him and Osamu have been dreaming of keeping you all to themselves, there’s no reason for you to hide your desires.

Once he’s bottomed out, he doesn’t let you adjust, immediately pulling out to thrust back in. It’s sharp and rough, knocking the air from your lungs as your head gets thrown back. Atsumu’s quick to attach his lips to your neck, sucking the flesh and digging his teeth into the skin. It’s a way to show he’s claimed you, as if he doesn’t plan on coming inside. That’s his goal — mark you inside and out. With your arms above your head, grasping the pillows, there’s no reason for him to not. Licking his thumb, he presses it to your clit and flicks it, sending shockwaves through you as you scream and cream around his cock, thighs tightening around him. He’s not too far behind you, rutting against you as he paints your insides white, sending you into another orgasm, juices spraying against his abdomen.

“Lookie there! You just squirted all over me,” he chuckles, rubbing your shaking thighs. You’re overstimulated, so he doesn’t push another round. There’ll be time for that later.

A week later, you find yourself in a dilemma when your clothes won’t fit. Worried about gaining weight, you confide in your big brothers who give you a test. “Just pee on it. It’ll tell you if you’re overeating,” they said. They’ve never lied to you before! When those two lines pop up on the plastic tool, you show it to them, confused. They tell you you’re pregnant, but then comes the question. Who’s the dad? Really, does it matter? They have a lot of love to give you and they’re twins. Your child is gonna look like both of them no matter what.

[cherryatiny]

𝐀𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳: 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐒/𝐎 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐭𝐚𝐩𝐞 (𝐑)

𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔: 𝑁𝑆𝐹𝑊 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡, 𝑠𝑒𝑥 𝑡𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑠, 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘, 𝑢𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑒𝑥 𝑡𝑜𝑦𝑠

𝐺𝐼𝐹𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒, 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡 𝑔𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑤𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑠

⩥ 𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠

You were sitting on Hongjoong’s lap as his tongue dipped into your mouth, hands roaming all over your body, occasionally smacking your ass and caressing your waist.

„Ah- Joongie, I-I.. can I ask you something?“

„Sure, anything baby.“

„Can we... make a sex tape? It’s completely okay if you don’t want to, I just thought that maybe it could spice things up for a bit...“

„Bring your phone then.“

Bright spark lingering in your eyes as he said that, you immediately went looking for your phone, not realising how hastened your actions were, Hongjoong could only laugh at your cuteness, seeing how much you really wanted to do this.

Coming back, you set your phone on your bed-side table, clicking on the red button to start recording. The devilish smirk on Hongjoong's face as he came closer to your figure, laying you on your back, kissing down your neck as his hand dipped into your panties, rubbing your clit in circular motions, all this captivated on the camera...

⩥ 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚

Seonghwa’s hips were slamming into your core, his pretty tip hitting your sweet spot over and over, nails digging into your hips as he fucked you from behind with a steady pace. Maybe you shouldn’t have worn those short dress, but at the same time, sex with jealous Seonghwa was really enjoyable.

„Are you close baby? Hmm, hold it in, a whore like you should wait for her daddy to tell her when to cum.“

His hand tugging at your hair to bring your head up as he bent down to kiss you hungrily and eat up all your moans. Hand going down to rub your clit to bring you closer to your high.

„Should I let you come? Were you a good girl or a dirty whore who tried to seduce my friends with that tight and short dress? Hmm, then cum for me, spasm under me and milk my dick.“

Trying to stabilise your breathing and collect yourself after your edged orgasm, you lied on your bed, Seonghwa wrapped his arm around your waist to bring your bodies closer and cuddle after your rougher session.

„Seonghwa I was thinking if maybe... we could try to make a sex tape one day?”

„Oh, princess, you can’t believe how much I’ve been thinking about this idea, round two?“

„Round two is it.“

⩥ 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨

„Yunho, I wanted to ask you this a long time ago, what do you think of shooting sex tape? You know, it might be nice, we could then maybe watch it as a foreplay...“

„Ah, well I don’t know Y/N, you know how shy I am...“

„Aw, my big puppy is shy? Please, please, just this once, it’ll be only for us to see Yuyu, it’s not like we’re going to upload this to some porn site.“ Making your big puppy eyes on him as you pleaded on his lap.

„Okay then, you know that I can’t resist your puppy eyes, anything for you. You know how cute you’re when you’re so small sitting on my lap and pleading? But I’m sure you’d look cuter when you fuck yourself on my cock for the camera, is that what you want? To watch yourself afterwards? Watch how your pretty pussy takes my cock?“

You squirmed on his lap, as he took his phone out from the pocket of his sweatpants, placing it on the coffee table beside the couch you were on.

„Strip for the camera baby, give me a show to remember and recall when I’ll be on a tour watching the video.“

You took off your t-shirt, revealing your breasts since you weren’t wearing a bra.

„Such a dirty kitten, not wearing any bra? Tsk tsk, you'll have to fuck yourself well on my cock then, so that I don't have to punish you, for not doing your job properly.“ what a sudden change of behaviour of your puppy-like boyfriend...

⩥ 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐘𝐞𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠

„Baby, why are you so flustered? Don't cover your face, I wanna see how good I make you feel, after all, you're the one who suggested shooting a sex tape, so why are you so shy? Don't make me tie you up so you can't cover yourself, you whore.“

Said Yeosang with a stern voice as he grazed his fingertips over a pink rabbit vibrator

„What setting should I turn it on? You wanna start with the low one? Hmm, I think you can take the highest one, right?“

The vibrator slipped into you with ease, as you were already so wet and sensitive, from Yeosang's tongue, your pussy coated with the wetness of your sweet juices.

Yeosang turned the vibrator on the highest setting, the unexpectedly strong vibrations hitting your g-spot immediately, squirming under the stimulation on your clit as well.

„Oh baby, don't tell me you're gonna cum so soon, I expected you to last longer for the camera.“

⩥ 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐢 𝐒𝐚𝐧

„Get undressed.”

„What?”

„Don't act so surprised, I heard you on the phone with your friend. I heard how you were practically drooling over the fantasy of shooting a sex tape. I have to admit that shooting a sex tape we could watch together, so you could see how beautiful you look when I pound into you, how your tits bounce and how my balls slap against your pretty ass, sounds good to me, so get undressed angel.”

You weren't aware of the fact that San heard you when you were on phone with your friend while he was showering, embarrassment flowing through your veins.

His wet pink locks falling to his forehead, sculpted chest and abs on a display for you, since he was wearing only a towel wrapped around his thin waist, showing off more than enough for you to get aroused.

Taking off your sweatpants and tank top, San came closer, his lips attacking your neck and hand cupped your still clothed heat.

„So wet already, and I didn't even do anything. Your panties are soaked with your juices. Did you get aroused by my words... or you couldn't resist the sight of my body? Don't worry, you can enjoy the sight captured on the camera afterwards...”

⩥ 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢

„Ah fuck, is this what you wanted? For me to fuck you from behind as you moan for the camera? Who would've thought that you're such a dirty girl, wanting to watch yourself have a dick balls-deep in you?”

Moans coming out of your mouth uncontrollably as Mingi's tip hit your sweet spot repeatedly, eyes looking straight into the red light signalising recording, mouth falling agape as the orgasm washed all over you, Mingi shooting himself into you.

His hands wrapped around your figure, laying down and bringing your close to him, listening to his calming heartbeat, his fingers brushing and playing with your hair.

„At least I will have something to watch when we are on a tour... should I run us a bath? Lavender or mint?“

„Hmm, mix of both, you prepare the bath, I'll make some drinks and snacks.“

⩥ 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠

„Wooyoungie, baby, ...I was reading some blog and I was thinking that maybe... we could shoot a sex tape, establish the fact that you're just a whiny baby for me. You would like that right baby boy? Watch yourself as i torture that pretty dick of yours“

You said, sitting on a bed and looking at your cute boyfriend. Without giving you a response, Wooyoung was already undressing, leaving only his briefs on.

„Aww, you're such a needy baby... do you think your friends know, that you're just a subby baby boy who loves to get punished by his mommy? What would the boys say, if they knew that you aren't acting like the bossy boy with a dominant personality they know, behind closed doors? Should I show them the tape afterwards? So they can see how you start to squirm and shiver after a while, begging your mommy to let you cum?“

You could see how flushed his cheeks were, you couldn't help but smile at how cute Wooyoung was. You set your phone on a bedside table before pushing his shoulders to the mattress and laying him down, your lips attached to his nipples and licked down to his v-line, taking off his briefs with your teeth, releasing his painfully hard cock, spitting on it, you spread your spit all over his shaft, before taking him into your warm mouth and teasing him like this for hours...

⩥ 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐢 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨

„Baby, please just think about it once more, what do you know, maybe you'll like it after trying it.”

„Y/N, this is not a new ice cream flavour, which I have to try in order to find out if I like it... I just don't know.”

„And what if we just deleted the tape right afterwards? Neither of us will have it, I just thought that... having sex on a camera might be arousing...”

„Okay baby, ...let's try then.”

Your eyes lit up at Jongho's beaming smile, reassuring him that he'll like it, you both started undressing each other until you were left in your underwear.

Jongho held you by the curve of your waist and brought you closer to his broad chest, his strong arms wrapping you as his lips attacked yours.

„Now baby, since you were the one who suggested this, I want you to look at the camera as I fuck into you, reflect your face filled with pleasure into the lens, can you do that for me?”

[yuta-senpai]

A Little Show | Taeyong

- Genre: Smut

- Warnings: Camboy, sex worker, toys, and solo mastrubation.  

- Word Count: 1.3k

You sat in front of your computer and waited for the screen to change.

On Twitter, he had said he was going to be live soon and you always liked being there early to get all the attention.

The notification popped up and you clicked on it, smiling as you saw the boy in front of you.

He was leaned back on his bed, watching as viewers joined.  He was wearing black shorts and a black long sleeve, a simple outfit.  He never dressed up unless for a special occasion and you liked that.

He saw your name flash up and smiled, “Early as always I see.” You quickly typed back, “Just for you baby boy.” He fidgeted with the hem of his shirt, and you quickly typed.

“Something wrong baby boy.” He read it and smiled softly, “No, I just got a present you sent me and I can’t wait for you to see it.”

You smirked knowing exactly what he was talking about, and typed "Do I get a private video as well?"

He read it and nodded, "Of course, like always.  I have an extra surprise for you actually."

You raised an eyebrow up and typed, “And what is that surprise?” “You will have to wait and see.”

You could tell he was already hard based on the tent in his pants.  You love this, you could pamper a beautiful man with money and gifts, he put on a show for you, but you never had to see each other.  Because you were such a loyal customer to him, Taeyong had repeatedly offered to do a video call with you or even exchange photos for free.  I think he wanted to know who you really were, but you didn't want that. 

Taeyong ran his hand up his thigh and gripped himself.  You bit your lip as you watched him.

He moved his hand away and licked his lips. 

"Like what you see?"

You typed, "Of course baby boy."

Other messages popping up similar to yours.

He learned forward getting really close to the camera letting his fingers rest against his lips. 

"Don't you wish you could kiss me?  Feel these plump lips against yours."

He sucked his fingers into his mouth and pulled them out with a pop. 

You let your fingers slip down your body, and you pinched your nipple through your shirt making you moan softly. 

He held his fingers up close to the camera and curled them, "I wish I could feel you, clenching around my fingers."

You let your hand dip down below the waistband of your shorts, your fingers brushing delicately against your clit making you shudder slightly.

You read a comment, "Please strip for us."

He read it and smirked, "You want me to strip for you?"

He leaned back and bit his lip as he slightly pulled his shirt up just barely exposing his abs, but he put his shirt down and smirked "Be patient.  Not yet."

You and others continued to tip, knowing the show didn’t start until he reached a certain amount of tips and only those that tipped got to enjoy the show.

He saw the bar fill to his goal amount, “Be sure to tip now if you want to enjoy the show.  I’ll be switching to the private room soon.” He gripped the hem of his shirt and moved it up to hold it in between his teeth.  

“I might give y'all a little show before I go.” He pulled his shirt over his head and eyed the camera, his hands grazing over his abs then up to pinch his nipples.

He moaned softly and watched as comments came rushing in, “That’s all you get.  I am switching rooms now.  Bye angels.” He pressed the buttons maneuvering into a private room with only those that tipped.  There were about 10 other people in the chat with you, which was a pretty common number for his private rooms, and most of the usernames were ones you recognized.

He leaned up onto his knees and groaned, fully gripping himself through his pants.  “God I am so fucking hard.  You can see how hard I am right?” You quickly typed, “Yes, but let us fully see it, baby boy.” He licked his lips then bit them as he read the comments, “You want to see it?  Don’t you want a little bit of a longer tease?” You groaned and tipped him more leaving a note saying “please”.

He chuckled, “Jeez yall are so impatient.” He pushed his pants and underwear down just enough to see the very top of his dick but pulled them back up and you groaned.

Your fingers continued to tease your clit, you wanted to slide your fingers inside but you were waiting for him.

“Be patient.  I have a little surprise to talk about.  One of my loyal angels sent me a few presents to use, and I figured using it on the live tonight would make her happy.  So thank you, I can’t wait to try them.” You smiled and quickly typed, “Of course baby boy.” He leaned back up on his knees and pulled his pants fully down this time, releasing his dick.  The black cock ring you had ordered him wrapped tightly around the base of his dick around underneath his balls.

He moaned as he stroked himself a few times, then stood up putting his dick close to the camera, “This black cock ring was one of the presents.  I’ll bring out the other later.” He showed multiple angles then sat back down and pushed his pants off leaving him fully exposed.

You finally dipped your fingers inside you and moaned lowly as you imagined they were Taeyong’s.

You matched the movement of your fingers with the movement of his hand around his dick.  He whimpered lowly, the ring making him extra hard.  His dick was very red, the veins more prominent and the head looked extra swollen.

His pace was fast and you could tell he wanted to cum already but was having to hold off.

He slowed the movement of his hand and leaned up next to the camera grabbing something.  He grabbed a black bullet vibrator, “This was the other half of the gift.  I hope you like the show, you know I get whiny when I put a vibrator on my dick, but that’s probably what you wanted.” He winked and turned the vibrator onto a low setting, he held his dick firmly with his other hand and pushed the vibrator against the head of his dick making him whimper and fidget.  You noticed the way his thigh muscles tightened and then loosened.

“Ahhh fuck.  I’m not gonna last long with this vibrator.” You curled your fingers inside yourself faster, trying to push yourself over the edge.

“If you are touching yourself right now, cum for me.  You know you want to cum.” You bit your lip and came, moaning loudly as you shook in your chair.

Taeyong started stroking himself as he held the vibrator against the most sensitive part of his dick.

A high-pitched whimper left his lips and he came, his cum shooting up in spurts against his chest and abs.

You quickly typed, “So beautiful baby boy.” He came down from his high and winced when the vibrator was still going against his sensitive dick.  He turned it off and set it down beside him.  He gathered up the cum on his fingers and licked them clean.

He read through the comments, “I hope you liked that.  I’m sorry it was shorter, I was really worked up.” Everybody commented sweet things, and you typed, “Don’t worry baby boy.  You did amazing.” He blushed and smiled, “I will put this up where you all can watch it later.  Y/N I’ll send you a message later about the special gift.  Bye.” You sighed knowing he probably would try to video call again.

[marvelouspeterparker]

A small imagine where singer!reader is dating tom and releases a really sexy song about him and tom watches the music video and he's like 🥵🥵🥵 plsss

this took me forever to respond to but i feel like with ari’s new album the timing is perfect now

18+ under the cut u know the vibes

i took a page out of @hollandbaby‘s book and used an ari song for this, but the music video concept is fictional! listen to ‘nasty’ while you read this if u want :)

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he didn’t even know you had filmed a music video recently, and he hadn’t even heard the song yet. he was in for quite the surprise. 

your music video was dropping at 12pm est and it was currently 11:55pm. you were currently on your way to his house for the next few months to spend the weekend. he was about to film the next spider-man film and luckily you had some spare time before work took you elsewhere. you were ten minutes away from his house and smiled as you felt your phone buzz with a notification, knowing exactly who it was from.

when you reached a red light, you opened it.

tom: ‘so excited to see you love :)’

you smirked as you typed out a response.

y/n: ‘you have no idea how excited i am to see you too tommy’

as the light turned green you set your phone aside and stepped on the gas. you smiled as you looked up and noticed a billboard with your album cover on it. you were excited for the fans to hear your new music, but especially tom. the entire album was essentially dedicated to him anyway. 

when you hit traffic you looked at your phone and realized it was already 12pm. you sent the link to tom with no comment before posting it to your story and set the phone aside. 

tom smiled to himself when he heard the notification, thinking you were telling him that you were close by but his brows furrowed when he noticed what you had sent. when he noticed the title of the song, he shook his head, that little minx. he decided to search it up on his tv instead, wanting to see it as clear as possible. he’d never pressed the controls on his remote faster. 

as the video started up he could feel his heart pounding. 

you got me all up in my feels in all kind of ways, i be tryna wait

the song started and the camera panned up your legs slowly to show you walking along a hallway in a house, your body shining thanks to some body glitter, a beautifully revealing gown on you, with two slits on the side to show your smooth legs. you glared into the camera lustfully and tom felt his pants tighten as he clenched his jaw, his mouth suddenly feeling dry but somehow salivating at the same time. 

i just wanna make time for ya swear it's just right for ya 

the way you were singing the song was so sensual, it felt like you were singing right to him. and the way you were looking into his soul through the camera, he could tell you really were. 

like this pussy designed for ya

you got down on your hands and knees and crawled to the camera slowly, like a predator alluring it’s prey. “christ––” 

don't wanna wait on it tonight, i wanna get nasty (yeah, yeah)

he licked his lips, his eyes completely entranced by you and the way you were moving. the camera panned to you laying on a bed in the prettiest lingerie he’d ever seen but then again, anything would look that pretty on you. 

what you waiting for?  what you waiting for?

you were staring up at the camera, mouthing the words as your hands ran up and down your body and tom could barely contain himself, he wanted to pick up his phone and ask you where you were because he was getting impatient but he didn’t want to miss a thing on the screen.

don't wanna wait on it tonight, i wanna get nasty 

for the whole rest of the video, tom’s mouth was wide open, his eyes completely hypnotized as he watched you, wondering how on earth he got so lucky. 

you slowly made your way to his house, unlocking the door quietly with your own key as you heard the song playing through his speakers. he felt blood rush to his heart and his cock when he saw the dedication at the end, ‘dedicated to my love.’ you chuckled to yourself when you stepped into the living room behind the couch and saw tom wordlessly replay the video. 

you stepped back and took your phone out to record him, enjoying the way he was completely focused on the video, sitting up with his elbows on his knees as he leaned forward to see everything as much as he could.

after you posted to video to your story, captioning it ‘my inspiration approves of the song ;)’ you couldn’t keep in the laugh anymore. you set your phone and jacket aside before taking your shoes off and walking over to tom. he perked up instantly, looking at you in awe, almost as if he couldn’t believe you were real. 

his hands reached out for you and pulled you in to sit in his lap, your arms going around his neck as you looked down at him lovingly. “you gonna replay it for a third time?” you teased.

his eyes lit up playfully, “i think i deserve to, it is about me, after all.”

you nodded, a bright smile on your face as you leaned in to kiss him. he moaned into the kiss, his arms squeezing around your waist as you arched into him. 

he pulled away for a few split seconds, between kisses, not wanting to lose your lips or your taste. “that––” he licked his lips, trying to contain himself, “that lingerie you were wearing in the video––” he looked up at you hopefully. 

you interrupted him, amused and nonchalant, “oh you mean the one i’m wearing right now?”

you’d never seen his gaze darken so fast. he stood up immediately and you squealed as he practically dragged you to the room, one thing on his mind.

he stripped you down and when the lacy fabric came into his view he traced his hands over your skin softly, memorizing the look and the feel of you under his hands. he pushed you down to lay down on the bed and the way you were looking up at him, just as you were in the video made him curse as he tugged his shirt off. 

“you don’t have to give this back do you?” he asked as he played with the waistband of the bottoms. 

you bit your lip as you shook your head, “nope. it’s all mine.”

he grinned, “good, cause i’d really like to fuck you in it.”

he positioned himself between your legs, slid the fabric to the side and swiped his thumb between your folds, pleased to see how wet you were. seeing him all riled up because of a music video of yours did wonders to your ego and your sex drive. 

he spread your wetness around, making a proper mess between your thighs, before rubbing his thumb over your clit. you sighed and rolled your hips into his touch, yearning for more. when you became too needy, he slid a finger in, then when you begged for it, a second one. he was giving you everything you wanted, you more than deserved it after the treat you gave him.

soon he was pumping two fingers into you, rubbing against your g-spot just the way you needed as his thumb rubbed your bundle of nerves. you gasped, your eyes fluttering shut, your body arching and tensing as you tipped over the edge, your thighs trying but failing to shut closed. 

“that’s it, such a good girl.” 

when you came to again, your eyes opened to find tom scanning your body, his two fingers inside his mouth as he cleaned your wetness off of them, clearly enjoying the taste and the sight of you. 

he shrugged his sweats off, along with his boxers all in one go and quickly made his way back over to you. his hand rubbing your thigh soothingly as he positioned his cock at your entrance. he slid in easily, the two of you fitting like puzzle pieces and he bottomed out instantly, the both of you moaning into the sultry atmosphere of the room. 

his hands held onto you tight as he thrusted into you, eyes never leaving your body for a second. you looked like a goddess lying there underneath him, your body covered in that intricate lace design. he would never be able to get enough of you. 

“had me bulging through my boxers since i started the video, love. you know that?”

you looked up at him, your eyes bright as you pulled him down and locked your lips together. “couldn’t wait for you to see it. was thinking of you the whole time we filmed.”

he bit your lip smugly and turned his attention to your neck. he wanted these marks to last even after you left in a few days. “all mine,” he mumbled into your skin and your breath hitched as he sped up his movements. 

“gonna make me cum tommy, want you to cum with me.” your fingers gripped his curls, your other arm tightening around his back as he pounded into you.

“yeah baby? i’m close too, please cum with me, darling. that’s it.”

several thrusts, moans and curses later, tom was panting on top of you, the both of you trying to catch your breaths, as you lied there sweaty and satisfied.

he pulled out and lied next to you, staring up at the ceiling in disbelief. “that video was really something, love.” 

you smiled cheekily, “wait until you hear the rest of the album.”

he let out a loud breath of air before pulling you closer to him by your waist and leaving a kiss on your forehead. “you’ll be the death of me, darling.”

you giggled but sat up when he got off of the bed. you tilted your head as you watched him, “where are you going?”

he turned to you, a mischievous glint in his eyes, “gonna go get the speaker. think i have the perfect album for us to listen to while we...” he looked you up and down, licking his lips teasingly. “get nasty, as you put it.”

[barnesbabee]

Cause Baby I’m a Pornstar || P.S

Summary: Everyone has secrets, you just didn’t know your neighbour had a very, very dirty one.

Pairing: Park Seonghwa x Reader

Words: Some 

Genre: Smut

A/N: Idk if yall got the reference, but the title is a pun with Rihanna’s song Rockstar it’s a genius joke I swear

ᴄʀ: ʙᴀʀɴᴇꜱʙᴀʙᴇᴇ

San ver. || Hongjoong ver. || Jongho ver.

  To think about what dirty secrets ordinary people kept locked away to themselves ... it's crazy. Everyone has something they hide from the public eye, some darker than others.

   You were scared to imagine sometimes, what people hid behind their smiles, what really played in their minds during the night.

   However, you never expected to find out that someone so close to you retained such a dirty, filthy, hot secret.

   You lived right in the middle of the busy city of Seoul, and the second the flat next to yours became vacant, a young man moved in next to you. Tall, fair skin, dark hair, and twinkling eyes, the man by the name of Park Seonghwa (you'd soon learn), was very stressed about the busy life in Seoul. You quickly got acquainted with him and he was just a treat. He was a great man overall, kind, respectful, funny...

  So you were appalled to find your neighbor had an entirely new persona built for himself.

   It was the end of the afternoon, about 10 pm, after a long day at work and you needed some kind of release before you went to sleep.

   You opened your computer, clicked on your browser, and went straight to the dirty website as you didn't even bother turning on the incognito mode anymore.

   Your hand slid inside your underwear and met your folds as a random video you chose started playing. You bit your lip and played with yourself while the hot male from the video fucked into the woman's mouth.

   Suddenly, the voice from the video became familiar to your ears. And as every second passed you couldn't stop thinking you recognized those hands... And those arms...

   When the camera finally focused on the male's pleasure-filled face, your eyes widened, but your fingers didn't stop.

   It was Seonghwa, it was definitely your neighbor Seonghwa. Your friend of about two years was in the screen of your laptop mercilessly fucking some woman.

  You found yourself moaning along Seonghwa, and you came in no time. The second you set your pc away and covered yourself with your sheets to fall asleep, the picture of the man that lived next to you clouded your mind. You couldn't believe an angel like him could act like that, could fuck like that.

   It was hard to stop thinking about it, and it was certainly harder being around your neighbor.

  You hung out at each other's flats pretty often, and the first time you saw him after that, an immense sense of guilt washed over you. You came watching him fuck someone, you came because of his moans, and now you were sitting on his couch eating pizza with him.

   His hands, that prior to that night were just hands, and his pink, plump lips became something you wished for all over your body.

  Eventually it became too much to not bring up, but it would be awkward to just... ask him. What were you gonna say? 'Uh hey I came across your porn videos, nice work.'?

   Seonghwa told you he worked on a gas station with some messed up shifts, thus him needing to leave his house at different hours all the time, and you never really had a reason to question it, until now.

    You were hanging out in your apartment, sitting in the stools by your kitchen counter and talking over some beers, as you tried to hide your nervousness. Seonghwa thought you'd been acting a little weird, but he never really brought it up because if something had happened and you didn't want to tell him, he didn't want to make you uncomfortable by asking.

   Sometime around 9 pm, he'd been there for a while and you had calmed down and forgotten about the whole porn ordeal. That was, of course, until his phone died.

   Seonghwa's phone's battery died, and when he noticed it, he groaned in displease. He groaned. You nearly spat out your drink at the familiar sound, and decided that you couldn't hold it any longer.

   You put your drink down in the marble counter and looked away from Seonghwa.

   "Hey, uh, Seonghwa, where did you say you worked again?" You asked, pretending not to know anything.

   You could try to blame your cheek's rose tint on the alcohol, but you knew well the reason behind it.

   There was no response to your question, only a chuckle. You were surprised to hear it, and quickly looked at him in confusion.

   Your perplexed expression quickly changed into a shocked one, as you found the man staring back at you. His eyes no longer had that characteristic shine to them, instead, they penetrated yours with a dark look, and his lips formed into a smirk.

  You visibly stiffened at that. Seonghwa slowly stood up and towered over you.

  "So you found out about it, hm?" He asked.

 If you could get any more flushed, you had just gotten. You just gulped and looked up at him, giving him no response, which seemed like enough of an answer to him.

  He chuckled once more as he bent down slightly to whisper in your ear.

  "Did you come? Did you come as you watched me?"

  You looked down at the ground, but he forced you to look at him when he held your chin. One of his hands trailed down your arm and rested on your thigh, giving it a slight squeeze.

  "It's okay baby, you can tell me."

   "I- I did..." You confessed, shyly.

   Suddenly, he pressed his lips on your cheek, on your jaw, and finally, below your ear.

    "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this for..." He whispered, as the hand on your thigh gave it a harsher squeeze.

    He pressed his lips against yours, softly, waiting for you to respond. You were frozen for a second, not knowing what to do, but you naturally gave in and kissed him back, while your hands held his face.

    Seonghwa pulled away for a second and caressed your face. His touch was always soft, but his eyes seemed to want to devour you.

    "I could bend you over and fuck you real good over this counter, but I think you'd prefer to lose your virginity in your bedroom, no?"

   You blushed slightly at his comment. You were a little embarrassed to be nearly 23 and still a virgin, but he was right nevertheless. So, taking the hint, you stood up and took his hand, leading the two of you into his bedroom.

   As soon as the door closed, he took off his t-shirt, exposing the chest you were now familiar with.

   "Undress for me."

   "What? Seonghwa I don't think-"

   "I said, undress for me." He cut you off, as he sat on the bed waiting for you to begin.

   You shyly and slowly removed your shirt, followed by your pants. Before stripping from anything else, you made eye contact with Seonghwa. He had lowered his pants until mid-thigh, and his eyes were hungry for you. He bit his lip as he palmed himself through his boxers.

   "Go ahead baby, I wanna see all of you."

   You complied with his words, removing your bra first and then your panties, excruciatingly slow in Seonghwa's opinion.

   In a matter of seconds, his pants were completely off and he was standing behind you, chest pressed against your back as he grabbed your ass and laid soft kisses on your neck.

   “I’m gonna break you baby.”

  His words sent a shiver down you spine and made your legs feel weak.

   He then grabbed your waist and moved you to the bed, laying you on your back.

   Seonghwa quickly moved to your lips, violently making out with you this time, sucking and biting on your lower lip at every chance he got. The friction that his hard-on trapped under his boxers was causing against your womanhood made you moan onto the kiss, and he pulled away.

  "I want you to suck me off baby, yes?" He asked, caressing your hip with his thumb.

  "Y-yes Seonghwa."

  He flipped you over, so he'd be sitting on the bed and you'd be settled between his legs, ass high up in the air as your hands encircled his length, playing with it before shyly sucking on the tip.

  Seonghwa threw his head back and moaned, just like in the videos you had seen.

  You were nervous, as you were doing this for the first time and didn't want to mess it up, but his moans were an incentive to do more, and so you took as much of him as you could in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down a couple of times. His fingers tangled in your hair and pushed your head down for a couple of seconds, until you had to pull out for air. A string of saliva connected your mouth to his cock, and he absolutely loved it.

  You already looked so fucked out... Lips red and swollen, eyes teary and breathing heavily. He placed his hand on your cheek and laughed a little.

   "You look so pretty, so fucked out already, and I barely even started."

   "Seonghwa..." You moaned out.

   He flipped you back around, sternly this time, and stripped from his boxers. He bent over you and while he teased your clit with the tip of his cock, he bit down on your neck harshly.

   You didn't even try to hide your excitement, as you just let your moans fill the room.

   "Please Seonghwa, please fuck me."

   He instantly pulled away from your neck and stood on his knees. Seonghwa's hand grasped your neck, applying some pressure on it.

  "God, I should have done this sooner, you don't know how long I've waited to fuck you. You're so fucking vanilla, so, so innocent." He bent down to whisper in your ear. "I wanna make you a dirty bitch for me."

   Your eyes rolled back into your skull and you almost came at that.

   "Seonghwa please, fuck me..."

  He didn’t need to be asked twice, as he slipped into you. Although his instinct (and will) was to slam into you and take you right there, he stood like that for a second, giving you time to adjust, and then started moving very slowly, since he didn't want to give you any pain.

   When you started moaning however, that was a whole another story. He grabbed your hips for stability and increased the pace. You were moaning very loudly, and Seonghwa had to focus hard on not coming before you did.

   "Seonghwa, I-" you could barely speak, but you tried your best to get a whole sentence out "Seonghwa I think I'm gonna come."

   "That's okay baby, release it, come on, come for me."

   And, with his permission, you clenched around him, moaned his name and your hands gripped the sheets beside you.

  Seonghwa had his mouth agape while he watched your face as you climaxed, and, soon enough he pulled out of you and came all over your stomach.

  He fell beside you, and, when your eyes looked into each other, the both of you laughed at your state. Neither of you imagined you'd end up like this...

  "So," Seonghwa started, intertwining his fingers with yours "am I as good as I make it seem in my videos?"

  You laughed a little at his attempt to tease you.

   "No, you're better."

[jayvoir]

rehearsal — lee minho

word count: 1.9k

warnings: smut, dom!minho, sub!reader, slight exhibitionism, teasing, minho’s a soft dom, but also a hard dom if that makes any sense, minho might have a sir kink, unprotected sex, praising, fingering, orgasm denial, spanking, reader has a hair pulling kink, good girl used a lot, creampie, aftercare

summary: you always loved going to the boys dance practices. especially when your boyfriend looked like... that.

author’s note: don’t forget that i take requests!! <33 also, when i mention the grinding choreo, please try to imagine that one part in valkyrie by oneus, i didn’t know how else to describe it 😭😭

tagging: @soobiclub

“hey baby let’s go, we’re gonna be late,” he called from downstairs. you rushed to grab your things, hurrying down the stairs to meet minho. he was taking you to his dance rehearsal with the boys and you were super excited. you loved watching them be in their element. they all looked so happy, which in turn, made you very happy as well.

“i’m here, sorry,” you apologized, making your way over to him. he smiled at the sight of you, putting his phone in his pocket.

“it’s alright, love, let’s just go. i want to beat the rest of them there.” you nodded and followed him out to the car, hopping in and buckling your seatbelt. he did the same, beginning to drive to the company, his hand on your thigh the whole time. you arrived fairly quickly, considering the apartment you shared with minho was not that far away.

the both of you hurried inside, saying a quick greeting to the people you passed by. you walked into their practice room, chan already there as expected. he greeted the both of you, a sweet smile on his face. him and minho began talking about idol things, stuff you had no clue about, so you made your way to the couch that was off to the side. you sat your stuff down, and got comfy on the couch, knowing that you were going to be there for a while.

slowly but surely, the rest of the boys began to show up, the room gradually becoming more crowded. they said their hellos to each other, including you, before beginning to warm up. their choreographer was unable to attend the practice, so he sent them a video of the choreography. minho was off to the side doing his best to learn it so he could help the boys learn.

a little bit later, they had all gathered up, minho beginning to teach the choreography. as you watched him help out the boys, you couldnt help the thoughts that slowly began to flood your brain. you knew it was not the best time to have these thoughts, but you simply couldn’t help it. how could you when he looked like that? he was wearing black sweatpants and a white sleeveless tank, his hair beginning to stick to his forehead from the sweat.

and then they got to the chorus of the choreography. this songs vibe was a lot more sensual than songs they’ve released before. this meant that the choreography was no exception. there were multiple body rolls, hips thrusts. there was even one part where hyunjin was standing in the center and the other boys did that grinding move in a circle around him. minho’s spot happened to be in front of you. you had to stop yourself from rubbing your thighs together, knowing minho would see, or worse one of the other boys.

they continued on like this for a little while, before breaking up for a little break. minho made his way over to you, taking a swig of water as he walked. you almost gasped when he tilted his head back, his adam’s apple moving up and down as he swallowed. he plopped himself down next to you, leaning a head on your shoulder, and placing a hand on your thigh. you sat straighter at the contact, making him look up at you. “you okay, love?”

“uh y-yeah, i-i’m okay.” your voice was quiet, doing your best to act like everything was alright. now, minho could read you like a magazine. he knew when you were sad, scared, happy. he also knew when you were needy. he knew he must have been getting to you, so he took this opportunity to mess with you a little. he took the hand that was resting on your thigh and began moving it up a little higher. he was going agonizingly slow, making you whimper slightly. the boys whipped their head over, minho pinching your thigh to get you to be quiet. he perked his head up and told the boys you just weren’t feeling well. they seemed to believe him, cause they went back to what they were doing prior.

“be a good girl for me, and you’ll get what you want when we get home, okay,” he said quietly, smiling when you nodded. he got up again and gathered the boys up once more, to continue teaching them the choreo. the more you watched, the more wound up you became. it didn’t help that minho kept looking back at you, throwing smirks your way. it got to the point where you had to walk out of the room. you left, and started making your way to the bathroom.

but, minho caught up pretty quickly, basically dragging you to an empty practice room. he shut the door and locked it, turning to you and crossing his arms over his chest. you just stood there, not knowing what he was going to do. he did the same, keeping his eyes on you. it was like an animal stalking its prey. he slowly walked up to you, a cocky smirk on his face. “i knew you were needy, but not this needy. i told you to be good and you would get what you wanted but of course you didn’t. so i’ll tell you this. i’m gonna take you back in there, and you’re gonna sit there and be quiet. if you’re good, i’ll take you home and take care of you, okay? and if you don’t, you won’t get to cum for a week. do you understand, princess?”

you simply nodded, a slight pout present on your face. “yes sir.” he visibly tensed at the name, his eyes darkening as he stared you down. he just shook it off, and led you back to his practice room, helping you to the couch, making the boys think you still weren’t feeling well. they shot you sympathetic smiles, going back to what they were doing. you did as he said, and sat there quietly, not so patiently waiting for him to finish. you were literally counting down the minutes until you could go home, desperately wanting to be relieved of the ache between your thighs.

about an hour and a half later, they finally wrapped up the rehearsal, gathering all their stuff and leaving. minho grabbed his bag, and his water bottle, walking over to you. “you ready, love?” you nodded and shot out of the seat, rushing to his side, and began to walk to the car with him. you both climbed in and headed back to your shared apartment, the tension increasing the closer you got. as soon as he parked you were out of the car, rushing to the door. you couldn’t walk in yet because minho had the house key. he walked up to you and before he unlocked the door, he leaned down to whisper in your ear. “i’m gonna go set all my stuff down, okay? by the time i’m done, i want you on the bed, naked for me, understood?”

“yes sir,” you said, quickly rushing up the stairs as soon as he opened the door. you stripped all your clothes off, and hopped on the bed waiting for minho to arrive. within seconds, he was walking into the room, a shit eating grin on his face.

“good girl.” he stalked over to you and sat on the bed, patting his thighs, signaling for you to straddle him. you did as he said and threw one leg over his, mere inches separating you. his hands found home on your hips, looking at you, a smirk still present on his face. “look at you. always so pretty for me.” he began running his hands up and down your sides, pressing a light kiss to your lips. you quickly deepened it, kissing him with much more fervor. not even a second later, he flipped you over onto your back so he was hovering over you.

he peppered your skin in kisses, leaving a trail of love bites all the way down to your waist. he continued the teasing, brushing his hands over where you needed him most. “m-minho please.” he smirked at the tone of your voice and looked up at you, mischief in his eyes.

“please what? i cant give you what you want unless you tell me,” he teased, rubbing a hand up and down your thigh. you whined, but took a deep breath, knowing he wasn’t bluffing.

“t-touch me...” your voice was quiet, minho barely being able to hear it. he didn’t move an inch, he simply kept smirking up at you.

“touch you where?” he placed a hand on your side, clearly not giving up on his relentless teasing. “here?” you whimpered once more, gathering up all the courage you had and grabbed his hand and placed in on top of your heat.

“here.” he smirked once again, and ran a finger up and down your folds. you wrapped your hand in the sheets, leaning your head back, a light moan coming off of your lips. he slowly slid two digits into your sex, gripping onto the sheets tighter. “that’s my girl,” he spoke lowly, slowly inserting another digit, prepping you for later.

before you knew it, you felt your climax get close, and grabbed minho’s free wrist. “i-i’m so close-” and just as the words rolled off your tongue, his had pulled his fingers out, leaving you whimpering and feeling empty. he shushed you, lifting you up so you were on his lap. he gripped onto your ass and slowly lowered you down onto his cock, letting out a hiss.

you moaned at the feeling, beginning to bounce up and down, gradually picking up the pace, but stopped when minho slapped your ass. “you may be on top, but i’m still in charge.” you immediately nodded, mumbling a soft ‘yes sir,’ making him clench his jaw. he started to slowly thrust up into you, ignoring your pleas for him to speed up. he continued the slow pace, knowing it would only rile you up more.

but soon enough, he needed more too, so he began picking up the pace, rutting his hips into yours faster. he reached up and wrapped his hand around the base of your hair and roughly pulled it back, eliciting another loud moan to come out of your mouth. he took the opportunity to attack your neck in more opened mouth kisses, speeding up his thrusts further. he could tell by the way you were clenching around him that you were close. he took his free hand and began rubbing your clit, making you squeal. you began shaking from the pleasure, asking minho if you can cum.

“yes baby, be a good girl and cum for me.” you were cumming as soon as he finished speaking, gripping tightly onto his shoulder, digging your nails into his skin. a few thrusts later, minho was cumming as well, coating your walls with his release. he slowly pulled out, as you collapsed against his chest.

“you okay, princess,” he asked, any remnants of his hard exterior way out the door. you nodded, earning a smile and a light kiss on the forehead as he carried you to the bathroom. he set you on the counter as he cleaned you up, mumbling praises into your ear.

“you did so good for me, baby, so proud of you.” once he was finished, he carried you back to the bedroom, laying you down on your side of the bed.

“get some sleep, babygirl.”

[haikyu-nsfwblog]

Kenma’s Kitten

warnings: smut, oral (male receiving), degradation mixed with praise, choking (collar), daddy kink, sub/dom, overstimulation. 

Kenma is aged up, if you’re still not comfortable don’t read :)

this is a draft from a while ago I just want to get more content out!

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You and Kenma have been together since first year, and now here you stand in your shared apartment getting ready for your first day of University. Your relationship with Kenma was nothing but exciting, between playing video games together on your free time, movie nights, study dates, and your... personal time, there was never a dull moment.

"Hey Kitten." Kenma whispers as he comes up from behind you hugging your waist. He was always delicate with you, as if you were glass that could be shattered at a touch too hard. Which is surprising considering the way he is during sex.

"Good morning babe." You say sweetly as you lay your arms on top of his. He moves his hands to your waist and turns you towards him, with your body against the wall he looks you up and down.

"Come back home right after class, I have a surprise for you." He says as he laid a light kiss on your cheek.

"Ok!" You replied excitedly, if only you knew what was to come.

*time skip, you're back at the apartment*

You walk in to the apartment to the familiar scent of Kenma's favorite candle, vanilla mixed with mint. The smell was kind of strange when he first introduced you to it, but it's grown on you and now when you hear the word home that smell arises.

"Kittennnn" you hear Kenma drag from your bedroom. You walk into the room to see him holding a box, wrapped with a pink bow.

"What's this?" You ask. Kenma sets the box on the bed and comes up behind you and puts his hands on your waist and walks you towards the bed.

"Open it." He says calmly. You start to unwrap the box when you feel a pair of warm lips against you neck, causing you to gasp. Kenma was always the type to get what he wanted, but you had no problem with that. Knowing that you gave him the satisfaction he needed gave you butterflies.

"Come on kitten, you're taking too long." He said as he bit on your neck. You start to open the box faster, eager to see what's inside. You can feel Kenma's hands moving all over your body. At the same time you start to recognize that familiar feeling between your thighs. You open the box to reveal a red lingerie piece, a collar with KK on it, and cat ears.

"KK?" you ask.

"Kenma's Kitten" he replies quietly, as the sweet words leave his mouth he turns you around and kisses you roughly. You immediately give into the kiss. Your arms wrap around his neck pulling him deeper into the kiss. His left hand moves down your body landing on your ass. His right hand slowly travels up the side of your body and lands perfectly around your neck.

"Be a good kitten and put on the outfit for daddy." he commands. You loved how the words left his mouth, his nickname for you, the way he made you address him, the way he owned every inch of your body.

"Come on kitty, don't get shy on me now" He said as he gave you light kisses on your jaw and neck. You backed away from him and started to strip, once down to nothing Kenma grabbed your waist so you couldn't move.

"Wait one second, I want to admire how pretty you are." His words cause you to blush. He lets go of your hips and you pick up the lingerie, you slip it on and glance at yourself in the mirror, Kenma obviously took his time picking this out. It fits you perfectly, showing your curves and assets.

Kenma appears behind you in the mirror and you feel something around your neck, you glance down and see the black collar with gold lettering being placed around your neck.

"You look so pretty Kitten," he starts, "I can't wait any longer, I want you right now," He spins you around and kisses you. The kiss is fast pace, he quickly forces his tongue into your mouth but you don't resist. You stumble back towards the bed and land with Kenma on top of you. He kisses down you neck leaving open-mouthed kisses as he goes. He reaches your chest and starts to rub and pinch your nipples through the cloth. You bite your lip trying to hold back your moans.

"Kitten, you know better then to hide those pretty noises from me. Don't make me stop." he says. You nod your head quickly missing the feeling of his hands teasing you. You can tell he's eager by the bulge rubbing against your inner thigh. He kisses down your stomach but stops. You look down at him confused.

“Get this off, don’t make me wait Kitty.” You quickly slide the straps off and slip the lace clothes down your body. As your doing so Kenma takes off his shirt and pants, leaving his toned stomach and boxers out for view. He goes back down to your chest, taking your right nipple into his mouth and lightly sucking on it while his hand tweaks your left nipple. He moves down your body leading with his tongue. He slides a hand down and starts to tease your entrance.

“I’ve barely started and you’re already so wet for me.” He mocks. “What a pretty little slut you are.” His words cause you to clench around nothing, you roll your head to the side hoping he didn’t notice your reaction. Of course he did, “Look at my kitty, so desperate for her daddy to fuck her senseless, right?” You nod your head.

“Ah ah ah, good kitties use their words.” 

“Yes.” you say a little more aggressive then what you intended. 

Kenma comes up so he’s right above your face. He moves his hand to your collar and hooks his finger under the leather and pulls you towards him. 

“I recommend you watch how you speak to me Kitten, you wouldn’t want to make Daddy mad would you?” You nod your head in an eager reply. “Now be a good slut and get on your knees.” As he says that he positions himself on the edge of the bed, when you realize what he means you quickly get off the bed and place yourself in between his legs. You reach up to the waistband of his boxers and pull them down, his length would be surprising to anyone, nobody expects his large size, but it never fails to give you butterflies

You lick a thin strip from the base to the tip, following the vein on the bottom. You feel his legs twitch. Once you reach the top you take the tip in his mouth, feeling the drip of his pre-cum leaking onto your lips. You give his tip kitten licks and you hear a drawn out groan leave his lips. 

“Shit Kitten, stop teasing.” As he says that he runs his hand up the back of your neck, once he reached the middle of your head he gripped your hair and forced you to take him deeper. You feel him reach the back of your throat as your nose brushes his lower abdomen. He’s so deep in your mouth you have tears starting to run down your eyes, from lack of oxygen and Kenma’s aggressive face fucking. Kenma looks down at you to see drool, pre-cum, and tears streamed all over your face.

“You look pretty when you cry Kitty.” His lewd statement gives you butterflies, you quickly go back to your position. You’re moving your head up and down quickly, hollowing your cheeks trying to get Kenma over the edge as fast as possible. When an idea pops into your head, right when you feel his dick twitch inside your mouth and his thighs tighten you stop. Completely taking him out of your mouth. He looked down at you with the most irritated glare you’ve ever seen. 

“I’m gonna go grab something, when I get back you better be completely naked, on all fours, and ready to do whatever I say.”  The harsh tone in Kenma's voice scared you, but you couldn’t help the feeling between your thighs. 

When he came back into the room he had a leash, handcuffs, and a vibrator. He comes over to you and hooks the leash to the loop on the front of the collar. Then connects the other end to the hook at the top of your bed frame. He then cuffs your hands together, the leash and cuffs forcing you to arch your back, your face completely submerged into the mattress. 

“Now, you’re going to stay like this until I decide you’re done.” As soon as his demand is finished you hear the rumbles of the vibrator. You feel the sudden vibrations pressed against your clit, making you moan loudly. While that is happening Kenma slides his middle finger into your entrance. He starts to slowly move in and out while still pressing down on your clit with the toy. He adds in his ring finger and starts to pump quickly. You feel the coil in your stomach about to burst.

“K- Kenma, please, I’m c- close.” He speeds up the vibrator and fingers you faster. A flash of white light fogs your vision for a second and you feel yourself release all over his fingers. He turns off the vibrator and sets it to the side, you then hear rustling sheets behind you and feel something swipe across your slit. 

With no warning Kenma thrusts into you, completely bottoming out. He gives you no time to adjust to the stretch, and immediately starts to thrust in and out. His pace is quick and harsh. 

“You’re such a slut for my cock, you’ll do anything to get me to fuck you senseless. What a dirty whore you are Kitty.” The sound of your hips connecting and Kenma's addicting moans fills the room. You quickly feel the same sensation rising in your lower abdomen.

“Kenma.. don’t s- stop.” You beg. He pounds into you faster and harder. A few thrusts later and you’re coming undone all over his cock. 

“Give me on more Kitty.” As he says that he unhooks your collar and uncuffs you, flipping you onto your back as he leans down kissing your lips. He thrusts into you causing you to scream out his name, it’s a mix of pleasure and pain. The overstimulation becoming too much. 

“Kenma, don’t go so fast, I- I can’t handle it.”  

“Don’t be stupid, of course you can handle it. You’re Daddy’s good kitten right?” 

“Yes,” you moan out as he thrusts into you faster. 

“Now be good and wait till Daddy says to cum.” 

You nod your head, biting your lip in order to hold back the screams. You feel his thrusts become an uneven pace. He hooks his middle and pointer finger under your collar and pulls you up, catching your lips in a hot, aggressive kiss. His hips start to stutter, you can tell he’s close. 

“Ok Kitten, cum for me.” You relax your body and let the coil in your stomach snap, at the same time you feel Kenma's dick twitch as he coats your walls with his warm cum. 

He pulls out of you and collapses at your side. You both lay there for a moment catching your breath. 

“You did so well tonight Kitten, I know I was kind of harsh.” 

 “It’s ok, I like when you’re rough.”  you replied with a soft smile.

Kenma gets up and puts on a pair of gray sweatpants, and walks to the bathroom to start a bath. You both lay in the tub rinsing each others bodies, and holding each other in the warm water. After your bath Kenma gives you one of his gaming hoodies and you two get into bed and he cuddles you. 

“I love you so much Kitten.” 

“I love you too Kenma.” 

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[lizzy-williams]

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐬

👽 Warnings: SMUT, language, etc.

👽 Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xWsOp1-1b2w

Middy Titty by Paulie Leparik

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𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃 to be on the set of Colson’s music video. Being an actress, you were no stranger to film sets, but you had never been to a set for a music video, which excited you. You wouldn’t be in it, but you would be there with him, and you couldn’t ask for more. 

When you and Colson walked in, (with masks of course), you were greeted by a cluster of crew, saying hello and even giving Colson a cold-brew coffee, which you knew he appreciated. 

Colson was then rushed off to a dressing room to start shooting, and you took a seat in one of the chairs, which happened to be right next to your friend, Mod Sun.

“Hey, [ y / n ], how you doin’?” he asked you, leaning on the side of his chair to get closer to you. 

“Hey Mod, not to bad,” you smiled, looking around at the bright pink set in front of you, “So, Mr. Big Shot director, huh?” you teased. 

“It wouldn’t be the first time I would be in charge of something like this.” he chuckled. 

“Best of luck to you, sir.” you rested your hand under your face, “And if you need any help from me, don’t hesitate to ask,”

“Will do, [ y / n ].”

You sat in the chair for a good 30 minutes, scrolling through your Twitter and Instagram, droning off as you waited for filming to start. 

“How do I look?” Colson’s voice rang out behind you, making you turn to him. 

You started laughing loudly as you looked at what your boyfriend was wearing. There he stood, a cheesy navy sailor looking outfit covering his body. You had to say he looked really dorky. 

“You look...” you stood up, strutting towards him with a smirk on your face, “Like my perfect, handsome, amazing dork,” you stood on your tip-toes as you planted a kiss on his nose, making him smirk. 

“Yo! Kells, on set!” Mod yelled from across the set, Colson’s head perking up. 

“Duty calls,” he jeered, kissing you quickly on the lips before jogging over, and you watched in admiration. 

You had been watching your boyfriend work all day, seeing him in and out of different characters, loving every single one of them. You had to hand it to Mod, he had some good ideas, and watching them happen before you was mesmerizing, despite the fact that you had been on sets before. 

Your personal favorite was the mustache man. When Colson first stepped out with that certain costume on, you laughed. He would wiggle his eyebrows in a cheesy way. 

You had to admit, this was the happiest you had seen Colson when recording a music video, and you were happy to see it. He was enjoying making the things he wanted to make; music that he personally enjoyed. 

But there was one specific costume that made you feel... strangely attracted to him. It was the last costume of the shoot, and at first when you looked at him, it didn’t seem like anything too extreme. It was just a hospital gown. But once he started shooting, and you caught a glimpse of his... area, you couldn’t pull yourself to look away. 

You suddenly felt a tingle sensation in your core. What the fuck, why are you getting so turned on by this? And this was the worst time to get in the mood. You didn’t want to ruin the fun, energetic vibe that everyone had created, just because you couldn’t control your hormones. 

So there you sat, in the chair, squeezing your thighs together tightly as you tried to release the tension in your core. You were getting needy, and without you knowing it, Colson had picked up on it, locking eyes with you giving a suggestive stare. 

Soon, (thank god), the shoot was over, and everyone was saying their goodbyes, congratulating Kells on his new song, hugging goodbye and closing up shop. 

You walked out to the car with Colson, getting in as you sat shotgun, somewhat impatient, with wasn’t like you, especially with this. Something about that fucking hospital gown was so compelling to you, and you were so confused. 

You and Colson drove home in silence, the radio playing softly in the background as the agonizing sexual tension between the two of you began to grow slowly. You wanted to jump his bones right then and there, but you didn’t want to have him crash, that would be the worst case. 

You smiled to yourself thinking of the titles the tabloids would come up with. 

Pop Punk Star Machine Gun Kelly Crashes Car Because Girlfriend Couldn’t Keep It In Her Pants!

As soon as you got home, you immediately went to the bedroom, Colson hot on your trail, racing up the stairs. As you got in, you locked lips with your lover in a quick and needful kiss as he kissed back immediately. You both knew where this was going. 

“I saw you watching me today,” Colson groaned, pulling back for air, “You looked so hot squirming in your seat... so needy for me, huh, princess,”

His words turned you on even more as you gave a nod. You weren’t feeling guilty about the hospital gown, in fact you were almost proud, happy that there was a chain reaction to your new-found attraction to the piece of clothing. 

“Strip,” he commanded, his tone sending chills down your spine. 

You did as he said, almost too eagerly, taking everything off, exposing your most recent surprise. 

“Oh, Fuck-,”

There, newly installed, were a pair of nipple piercings. When Colson brought up that he found the piercings in that spot particularly attractive, you thought why not? and got them done. And now Colson’s eyes were completely hazy with lust and want. 

“When did you get those done, baby,” he muttered, pulling you in by your waist, licking up the side of your neck and up to your ear lobe. 

“A couple days ago,” you smiled devilishly, “I thought they would be a good addition to our bedroom escapades.”

“You really do think of everything, don’t you,” he chuckled, picking you up as you let out a squeal, your legs wrapping around him tightly. 

He kissed you deeply as he carried you both to the bed, plopping you down on the bed, making you laugh, because now he was the eager one. 

He leaned down, kissing down your body, starting at your collarbone and going down to your breasts, groping them. He licked his lips as he looked up as you, then down to your nipples, the metallic pieces making them all the more alluring. 

He gently glided his tongue across the skin of the pebbled buds, making your breath hitch and a gentle gasp emit from your lips. 

“Fuck, so hot baby, you always know exactly what to do to turn me on princess,” he grunted, his fingers running over each piercing with care. After all, he knew how tender piercings like that are. 

“Kells, please,” you whined, your hands running over his hair, soothing it, as his glossed over eyes met your gaze. 

“Please what, princess, use your words,” he spoke cunningly, knowing just the right buttons to push to get him where he wanted you; needy and craving his touch. 

“Please, baby, I need you to touch me,” you took one of his hands with yours as you guided it down to your throbbing clit. 

“Whatever you want baby,” he smiled, stripping down completely, coming back over and getting on his knees, pulling you to the edge of the bed, his warm breath hitting your clit making you gasp. 

He suddenly attacked your clit, biting, licking and sucking as you writhed in ecstasy. Your hands tangled themselves into his hair as he continued his assault on your core. 

You let out loud mewls as he devoured you, your head thrown back. Colson looked up at you, watching your body. He wanted nothing more to brand this image into his brain. Your hair messy, mouth open almost drooling, and body almost glowing. 

“Kells, I’m gonna cum-” you gasped out, wanting release that you were so desperately craving since the afternoon. 

He suddenly pulled away and you wanted to scream. The loss of contact was almost painful, wanting nothing more than to feel the rush of rapture. You whined pathetically, Kells licking your arousal off his lips. 

“Patience, princess, I’ll give you what you want,” he paused, “or maybe I could put a 9 volt battery up to your new friends and see how you react,” he paused again, “Or do you just wanna cum?”

“Please Kells, let me cum, I want you to taste me,” you begged, and you knew your words would persuade him. 

“As you wish.”

He got on top of you as you both shifted towards the headboard. He went immediately to your neck, sucking at all the right spots. 

He then lined himself up with you, but before he could, you rolled the two of you over, your core now grinding up against his shaft that was flat on his torso as he let out a low groan.

“Fuck baby, you wanna ride me, huh?” he asked, smirking. 

You nodded as you lifted yourself up, positioning your core with his throbbing cock. You slowly started to sink down, both of you gasping as you slid down. Once he was all the way inside you, you took a minute before you started moving. 

You felt his hands reach up and grasp your breasts, his thumb rubbing over your nipples, your hips moving up and down, picking up pace quickly. 

“Fuck, baby, you look so good riding me like this, you know that?” he groaned out, “You look so perfect, I love you so much, my special girl,” 

Praise fell from his lips, your core now slamming down on his shaft, desperate to make the both of you cum. You wanted to feel him cum inside you so bad it was almost painful. 

“God, I can feel you clenching, are your about to cum baby?” he moaned out.

All you could do was nod your head, and he could see you were getting tired. He put his hand on the small of your back, pushing you down so your chest met his, his feet now planted flat across the bed, his hips slamming up into you. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you tightened around him. 

“Cum when I say, okay baby??” he frantically made your hips meet yours and you moaned in confirmation. 

You were so close, so close to reaching rapture that you almost couldn’t take it. 

“Now you may cum!” he commanded. 

You felt yourself fall apart in his grasp. Your legs shook, your body tensing and relaxing as you felt his cum cover your walls. 

You finally found the strength to lift your head up to look at him, a smile on his face as he looked down at you with nothing but love. 

Without talking, you pulled yourself up. And off of him. You collapsed next to him as he pulled you close. 

“Still thinking about the battery idea?” you joked, your eyelids getting heavy. 

“Next time, baby,” he soothed, “Right now you need to get some sleep, okay?” he slid his hands up and down your arms. 

You nodded sheepishly, letting your eyes finally close. 

Before you fell asleep, you heard him mutter, “I love you.” and you fell asleep in total and utter bliss. 

You were exactly where you were supposed to be.

[baepsaesbae]

Kiss Me Through the Phone

Pairing— Min Yoongi x reader

Genre— SMUT, pwp, long distance au                       

Warnings— Striptease, mutual masturbation, controlled vibrator, squirting 

Word Count— 1.3k

Summary— Video call gone spicy. That is all.                                            

A/N— I wrote this in an hour. I am sorry. 

“Hey Yoongi!” you answered the video call cheerfully.

“Hey beautiful. You look great today,” Yoongi didn’t skip a beat before complimenting you.

“I just got out of the shower,” you looked away shyly, suddenly bashful.

Long distance relationships are hard, everybody knows that. Not seeing the love of your life very often takes an emotional toll, but it’s all worth it once you finally get to be with them again. Yoongi’s career is an extremely demanding one, but he still takes the time to call you whenever he can. Usually he calls late at night like now, when both of you are sleepy and yearn for each other the most.

Yoongi recounts events that have happened since your last call, from work problems to minor details such as when he saw a cute dog on the way home. He spends most of his time ranting to you, and you’re happy that you can provide him with some sort of catharsis.

“Wait, did you get my present?” Yoongi interrupted himself.

“Yeah, but I haven’t opened it like I promised! Should I go get it?” you eagerly asked.

“I’d like you to,” Yoongi nodded.

Honestly, you had forgotten about it since you were waiting for Yoongi’s permission to open it. The wrapped box was on the smaller side, so you guessed it was something like clothes or accessories. Perhaps even lingerie?

“Open it,” Yoongi urged.

You excitedly tore off the wrapping, and your eyes widened with surprise. You turn the box toward the camera, showing off the product. It was one of those fancy remote control vibrators. You bubbled with excitement when you read that it can be controlled from anywhere in the world.

“I know I’m not there to please you often, but I figured this would be the next best thing,” Yoongi smiled.

“I’m so excited to try it out! It looks like it can pack a punch,” you observed after you unboxed it and peeked at the manual.

“You wanna mess around with it?” Yoongi offered.

“Like...right now?” you looked up.

“I’m free for the rest of the night. Plus, I miss seeing you all hot and bothered,” he winked.

“Sure, I’m down. Lemme just change into something sexy then--”

“No. I want to see you just like that. Fresh out of the shower. Naturally relaxed,” Yoongi cut you off.

“Alright then, less work for me,” you joked, “Let’s get this thing setup first.”

Setting up the toy was surprisingly straightforward. Yoongi simply had to download an app and register your particular toy to it. The toy sprang to life when Yoongi fiddled around with the controls. You could see a mischievous flicker in his eyes; the kind that told you that you’re in for a good night.

After putting on a playlist reserved for sexy times, you prop your phone up so that the camera could easily show the background. Getting up, you playfully swung your hips to the music. Yoongi licked his lips, his eyes fixated on you. You could tell he was into it, so you did your best to dance around sexily. It felt awkward at first, but after Yoongi panned his angle down to show you the bulge in his shorts, things began to feel smoother.

You teased him for a bit, telling him you’d only take your clothes off whenever he did. You’d lift your shirt up just enough to show off some underboob, only to turn around and shake your ass at him at the last second.

Yoongi played along with your little game (though he made a mental note to be extra rough with you the next time you were together). Both of you were now fully stripped down to your underwear. Yoongi’s dick pressed up against his underwear, begging to be released.

“You had your fun, now it’s my turn. You better obey me, you understand?” Yoongi’s voice lowered into a growl.

“Yes sir,” you nodded.

“Good. Now spread your legs wide open for me,” he instructed, “Perfect. Place the toy on your clit, but keep your panties on.”

You did as you were told, already turned on by the dominance in Yoongi’s voice coupled with the lewd position he put you in. You gently placed the toy against your clit, and gasped when it started to buzz lightly. Yoongi told you to circle your clit as he played with the intensities. He gave you a small taste of the higher speeds, only to immediately revert back to the lower ones to keep you on edge.

Your panties were soaked by the time Yoongi finally allowed you to take them off. Of course, Yoongi also removed his underwear to honor your previous demand. Seeing his thick cock only turned you on more. You wanted nothing but to feel him filling you up over and over again until he spilled his seed into you.

The toy was wavering around the higher intensity range as you rubbed your clit with it. Your moans grew louder as you got closer to your climax. You couldn’t stop your hand even if Yoongi ordered you to. Your legs began to shake as you orgasmed, your juices forcefully flying in the air. You felt warm liquids coat your inner thighs. Yoongi’s mouth hung open as he watched your erotic display.

“Holy fuck,” he groaned, now wrapping his hand around his cock, “We’ll need to do this again when I’m there. I want you to squirt all over me like that.”

You looked at your mess with a dazed look on your face. Little did you know that the wet spot on your bed was bound to grow. You’ve never seen Yoongi masturbate before, but now you were mesmerized. His deep groans were sinful as he slid his hand up and down his cock.

“Can you put it inside for me? Can you pretend it’s me? Fuck, I wish I was fucking you right now,” Yoongi’s voice dripped with lust.

“I miss you so much, Yoongi,” you whined as you slid the toy into your slit.

The toy had a slightly curved design that ensured that it would hit your g-spot. Yoongi began cycling through each mode again with one hand while the other continued to pleasure him. He timed each cycle with the stroke of his hand. Even though you were hundreds of miles apart, it felt like he was right there with you.

Soon, merely having the toy vibrate inside you wasn’t enough. You fucked yourself with it, relishing the pounding motions as it stretched routinely stretched you out. Yoongi picked up his pace as well, you could both hear and see his hand run over his slick cock.

“Cum with me,” he pleaded.

Your free hand trailed down to flick your clit as you felt a second orgasm building up. Yoongi left the vibrator on the highest setting, intending to make you feel the most before you came undone.

Yoongi came before you. You watched his face contort with bliss as white strings shot up unto his stomach. You’ve never seen anything as hot. You were so preoccupied with staring at Yoongi that you didn’t realize your orgasm hit before it was too late.

You cried out as waves of euphoria circulated throughout your body. You were tingling from your face all the way down to your toes. A puddle of your juices darkened your sheets, but you were too tired to care. You knew you were going to pass out as soon as the call ended.

“How are you feeling?” Yoongi smirked while his tummy was still covered with cum.

“Pretty shaken up, not gonna lie,” you laughed.

“I can’t believe a machine made you squirt before I could,” Yoongi shook his head.

“I guess you’re gonna have to see me soon before I forget all about you,” you teased as you playfully kissed the toy.

“Fuck it, that’s it. I’m coming next week no matter what,” Yoongi made up his mind.

“Finally. See you soon,” you blew a kiss to the camera.

Published August 29th, 2020. No editing, copying, translating, or reposting allowed. All Rights Reserved © 2020 Baepsaesbae.

[kay-diggle]

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Summary: You interrupt Jungkook while he's playing his video games.

Pairing: Jungkook x Female Reader, Established Relationship

Genre & Rating: Smut, 18+

Warnings: Mention of COVID19, kinda strip tease (but not really), dom!jungkook, sub!reader, oral (f. recieving), overstimulation, vaginal intercourse, unprotected sex (pls stay safe guys), creampie

Length: 2.5k words

Notes: HELLOOOO!! OMG I feel like it's been forever since I've posted (sorry for going ghost). Anyways, this fic was inspired by a new challenge I saw on Tiktok where women drop their towels in front of their boyfriends while they're playing video games to see their reaction. It also mentions COVID19/ quarantine and I know a lot of people have a lot of anxieties surrounding our current situation, so maybe don't read if you think it'll trigger you. Also, Disclaimer: In no way is this fic meant to romanticize our current situation. Other than that, I'm not sure if I really like this, but I hope you all enjoy and are staying healthy! {Requests are closed at the moment.}

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Annoyed wasn’t even the word to explain how you had been feeling for the past few days.

You had been excited once, when you first landed in Korea. Your boyfriend, Jungkook, flew you out from the states to visit him while he and the rest of BTS were preparing for their upcoming tour. You were happy to be getting a behind the scenes view of the process while spending time with the love of your life and his friends. That was, until the virus that was affecting the entire world was getting worse. When you initially flew out, it wasn’t that bad, but by the time your 3 week visit was up, there was no way anyone was letting you travel back home.

Though extending your stay was a bit stressful, you were thankful for the extra time you’d be getting with him. The first three weeks, Jungkook was so busy. He touched you, just not as much or as frequently as you had wanted to be touched. But now that your plans for returning home were up in the air and you were staying with Jungkook alone in his apartment, you were expecting to have a “living dildo.” Granted, probably not the best way to refer to your boyfriend, but the thought of him being available to fuck you at any time for however long you would be staying in Korea was very enticing. Now that his working slowed down because of the quarantine, you thought you’d be getting his undivided attention. However, you were wrong.

Whenever he wasn’t at a quick meeting or rehearsal at BigHit, he was in his living room playing video games, most of the time with Taehyung or Jin. You knew that he was just trying to release some of his frustration behind the tour being postponed, but you honestly wished that he’d take it out on your body instead of through his stupid games.

This thought helped you devise your grand master plan. You chose a day you knew that he wouldn’t have anything to do. When he woke up and followed his regular routine of showering, eating with you, and then leaving you to play some game, you knew it was time.

You hopped in the shower and really took your time today, making sure that your skin was as smooth as a baby’s bottom and your private areas were as hairless as could be. When you felt like you looked perfect, you wrapped your towel around your body and made your way towards the living room.

“Jungkookieeeee,” you dragged it out in a high pitched whine.

“What baby? He said, not even acknowledging your presence.

“ I need you.”

Genuinely concerned, Jungkook turned his head to finally look at you and muted his mic. . “What’s the matter, my love.”

“I’m just feeling a bit… lonely in the room all by myself. How about you log off your game and come join me baby,” you tilted your head and gave him your best pouty face with a small lip bite.

He knew what you wanted, and you had predicted his resistance before he brushed you off with a quick “Not right now y/n” and turned his mic back on to continue his game.

You sighed dramatically before taking the towel wrapped around your body and throwing it towards him, landing in his lap and revealing your naked body. He looked back at you with wide eyes while you only smirked at him.

“Fine. Have it your way,” you replied sassily and walked back towards his bedroom making sure to add a little extra sway to your hips as you did so.

You couldn’t help the smile that was taking over your face. You knew he wouldn’t be able to resist you after your little towel show, and your prediction was confirmed when you heard him wrapping up the game with his friends, adding a rushed explanation, something along the lines of “I have to go kill this girl, sorry.”

And boy oh boy were you willing to die if it was at the hands of Jungkook.

You draped yourself across the bed and looked at your nails as if you were bored and Jungkook walked in just a few seconds later.

“Oh… look who came,” you teased.

Jungkook chuckled lowly, shaking his head and crossing his arms over his chest. “You think that was cute, don’t you?”

“Adorable,” you responded.

Jungkook just smirked at you before abruptly taking both of your ankles in his hands and dragging your body towards the edge of the bed. He leaned over your figure, caressing your thighs that wrapped around his waist.

“Hmmm… just what am I gonna do with you baby?” he asked, lips brushing against your own.

“Anything you want,” you replied looking straight in his eyes. You were ready to submit yourself to him, to do whatever he commanded you to do.

Jungkook smiled against your lips at this. He loved when you were so subby for him, willing to let him absolutely destroy you but he wasn’t feeling like going all that hard on you today.

“Well if it were any other day, I’d honestly go back on the game and make you ride me while I was playing, and wouldn’t let you make any noises or stop until you came at least three times while restraining your hands,” he whispered.

“Oh….” the idea did excite you, but you were already picturing how much you’d struggle. “So then what are you going to do to me today?”

“Apologize,” he let out a puff of air. “For neglecting you these past few weeks,” he pecked your lips.

His lips kept going with their slight kisses down your neck, your breasts, your stomach, down your thighs and back up to your wet center.

“For not fucking you every chance I’ve had,” he continued, now on his knees with his face deep in your heat.

You felt his cool breath against you first, driving you crazy before he even touched you. But when his tongue swiped against your folds, you couldn’t help but let out the moan you had been fighting.

“This pussy is so sweet, all mine…” he looked up in your eyes before wrapping his lips around your pulsing bud and sucking hard.

You felt your soul leave your body when you leaned on your elbows to look at him and saw that he was already staring at you. Throwing your head back and letting out a loud moan, your hand quickly found its way into his brown locks, tugging lightly, just how you knew he liked. He groaned and started sucking even more harshly. You were having too much fun pushing his head further into you, and he wanted to make sure you still knew who was in charge here.

“Play with your tits for me baby,” he commanded.

When your hands reached your breasts, you groped them, squeezing and caressing them as you liked. Your fingers found your hard nipples and began pulling on them lightly and pinching, adding to the immense amount of pleasure you felt.

Meanwhile, Jungkook was still working on you. With his mouth never leaving your clit, he collected the juices that were spilling out of you on two fingers, and slid them inside of you unexpectedly, making your arch your back off the bed and let out your loudest moan yet. Curving his fingers and thrusting slowly, they were massaging your walls while his tongue was massaging the spot where you needed him most. The light tremor in your legs served as an indication that you’d be coming soon, and although Jungkook would love to have your juices spill out all over his tongue, he’d rather it happen on his rock hard cock.

He pulled away from you very abruptly, and the frustration overtook you when your near orgasm faded away. Seeing the scowl on your face when he stood up, he couldn’t help but let out a light laugh that you did not appreciate.

“I’m glad you find my pain amusing.”

“Stop being so dramatic babe. Now, do you wanna get fucked or not?”

You rolled your eyes before scooting to the top of the bed. You watched him drop his shorts with his boxers and take off his shirt. You were practically drooling at the sight of his naked body and honestly, who could blame you?

“You know, I actually changed my mind. You’re gonna ride me.”

“Hmmpff” you let out a little whine as he walked over to the bed and sat up against the headboard.

“Are you really whining right now?” he asked, voice dripping with dominance.

Taking that as your warning, you got onto your knees and went to straddle his hips when he directed you to turn around. You figured not being able to see him was your punishment until you settled on his lap and one of his large hands immediately grabbed both of your wrists, restricting you, indicating that he didn’t want you to be able to touch him either. You quietly let out a little huff of breath in annoyance before you felt his dick rubbing against your wet folds and poking at your entrance.

“I was trying to be nice y/n, but your little attitude is something else baby,” he pushed you down onto his hard length very slowly, using his free hand to grab your hip and make sure you felt everything. “My dick is a gift y/n. You’re lucky you’re getting it, and you’ll take it however I choose to give it to you. Understand?”

You nodded your head in response which obviously didn’t sit right with Jungkook, as he roughly thrust up into you, getting you to push out a quiet “yes.” You couldn’t really get any other words out, as your head was preoccupied with the thoughts of how well Jungkook filled you up.

“Good girl. Now, since you interrupted me, I feel it’s only fair that you fuck yourself on my dick, sweetheart. Make yourself cum since you wanted this so bad.”

Now, this wasn’t what you had in mind when you called him a “living dildo,” but nevertheless, you began moving on his dick. It was definitely a challenge without your hands, but it didn’t stop you from bouncing on his cock. Your pace was fast, probably a lot faster than what Jungkook was expecting, but you were desperate to get back the orgasm that he took away from you earlier.

Jungkook didn’t know what to do with his one free hand. One second it was on your hip, helping to guide you up and down his shaft and the next it would be smacking your bare ass or reaching around to pinch your nipples. All of the sensations you were feeling along with the sound of the low groans he was letting out directly into your ear, your moans were coming out nonstop. Everything felt so good and you were so close, but you were also tired and felt like your legs would give out any second.

“Kookie,” you used his nickname to call out to him, hoping it would sweeten him up just a bit. “Please…. nnghh so good- fuck! My legs baby, I can’t.”

You guessed he was back in his nice mood because he let go of your hand. You felt liberated and leaned over to hold onto his thick things while you felt both of his hands grasp your hips. Your ass smacked against his pelvis as you rode him harder, him pulling you down while you simultaneously pushed yourself. Angling his hips slightly different, the tip of his dick pushed right into your g-spot and you cried out.

“YES FUCK!”

“Mmhhmm.. You like that sweetheart?” he said, making sure to repeatedly hit the same spot.

“Yes baby, oh my- ughhh I’m gonna fucking cum.”

“Yea? You’re gonna be a good girl and cum all over me right? Wet up my fucking cock hmm, soak my sheets?”

“Yesssss,” you dragged it out.

You really couldn’t keep quiet at this point, mouth hanging open as your moans flooded out. You were so close to cumming again and you knew it was over when his hand reached around the front of your body and his fingers found your clit.

“GOD YES!” you smacked your hand against his thigh as you felt your high take over. You blacked out for a moment, seeing stars. Jungkook hissed from the sting of your hand slapping his leg but continued to drag out your orgasm by using your hips to slowly rock you down onto him when you fell over.

“You’re fucking perfect y/n,” Jungkook moaned out. One of his favorite sights was you falling apart all over him.

“Ugh, Jungkook, please cum in me. Pleaseee,” you reminded him of his own pleasure.

Pushing you over, Jungkook got onto his knees and grabbed your hips again, raising them to match up with his pelvis. You made sure to arch your back when he started thrusting into you again, hard and fast, solely focused on his own pleasure. The overstimulation was getting to you a little bit, but you wanted Jungkook to come so badly, and the way his cock was twitching within your walls, you knew it would happen soon.

“Fucking shit y/n,” Jungkook groaned. You had become incredibly tight after your orgasm and were purposely clenching against him as well. It was almost too hard to move inside of you, but the tightness only added to his pleasure.

“Fill me with your cum Kookie …please… I need it,” you panted out in between his pistoning into you.

“Yesss… I’m gonna fucking fill this tight little cunt up.”

“Please,” you whimpered out.

Jungkook felt a tingly sensation in his stomach and his balls started tightening. All it took was for one final clench of your walls against his cock, and then he froze, shooting his load into you while you continued to rock your hips back against him.

“Fuccccckkkkkkkk,” he sang out, grabbing your hips to hold you in place when the feeling became too intense for him to handle.

When he let go of your hips and pulled out of you, he watched as you flopped down onto the bed and his cum spilled out of you. Flipping you over onto your back, he pulled you into a loving embrace and topped it off with a sweet kiss before going into the bathroom to get a rag and coming back to wipe the both of you off. As you were getting up, you saw him putting his shorts back on and automatically felt a pang of sadness hit you.

“Are you going back to finish your game?” you asked with a defeated sigh.

He looked at you and gave you his signature ‘bunny smile’ before shaking his head and walking over to you and wrapping his arms around your waist.

“No,” he kissed your nose. “I am yours for the rest of the day, I promise.”

You smiled so big your cheeks hurt. “Thank you Jungkook.”

“Of course sweetheart. But the next time you throw your towel at me and walk away naked-”

“You won’t be as nice. Yes, I know,” you playfully rolled your eyes and pulled him down for a kiss,

“Good. Now, let’s enjoy the rest of this quarantine together, and I’ll log off of the game until it’s over.”

And that declaration sounded like music to your ears. Yay for a living dildo!!!

[creatively--challenged]

Tease || Tom Holland x Fem!Reader

Req “Haz, T, Harry & u watched Toms 'Challenge' & after the video u couldn't control yourself, go to him, pull his face close to u & look him dead in the eye, whispering: "This was so damn hot, that I want u to fuck me so bad till I hear that pretty noises u did again & u got me walking side to side in the morning!" He looked at u dangerously (still breathlessly) & said sternly, directed to the boys: "Go for a walk mates!" After u hear "Seriously", "That's gross guys" & the door closed, he's a goner”

Words: 2.3K

Warnings: Smut, swearing, unprotected sex

A/N: I changed it up a tad and twisted it so Tom ended up being the Dom one because I am a slut for DomTom right now. I hope you enjoy! x

Quarantine was going well. You had moved in with Tom a few weeks before lockdown and you were getting along with your boyfriend’s brother and his friends really well. Almost as well as Tom himself! Everyone was so chill, did their bit around the house, and you all gave each other space when needed. Except for one thing, it had been near 4 weeks since you and Tom were able to have proper sex. Sure, you’d had the quiet “quickly in case someone hears us” sex but you hadn’t been able to properly spend time appreciating each other without Harry banging on the wall that separated your rooms or Haz and Tuwaine cheering and relentlessly teasing you both over breakfast the next day, not to mention since lockdown none of the other boys were getting any and they were beginning to get antsy and a little jealous. It was weighing on both of you. It really was. And if you had to see Tom walk around shirtless, flaunting his newly buffed frame one more time you were going to pounce on him regardless of who was in the room, and he knew it.

           This morning, you had been chilling in the kitchen with the boys when Tom had stood up all of a sudden, citing something about an ‘Insta Challenge’. You smiled as he left the room and continued your conversation with Harrison for a while. About 5 minutes had passed when Tom strolled back into the room, panting softly.

           “Oi, where’d you go?” Harry asked and Tom held up his phone in one hand.

           “Told you I was doing an Instagram Challenge. Haz, I tagged you, have a look.” He said, tossing his phone to you as Harrison whipped his out to see what he’d been challenged to do. Harry and Tuwaine watched over your shoulder as you pulled up Tom’s Instragram story and watched as your shirtless boyfriend flipped himself upside-down, legs against the wall, and tried to pull his t-shirt over his head. Your eyes flicked to Tom over the top of his phone who was leaning against the kitchen island smirking at you, knowing exactly what the video was doing to your nether regions. You diverted your attention back to the screen, watching as his muscles flexed and strained, and listening to the grunts, moans, and groans he was letting out. You rolled your eyes. Tom was fit, he was strong, and he had been training non-stop these past few weeks. He definitely did NOT have to make those noises and you knew well that he was only doing it to tease you. Well, that and to fuel the thirst competition he and Harrison had going on that they thought no one else had copped on to. Idiots.

           “Maaan, that’s an effort! Why did you choose such a tight t-shirt?” Tuwaine asked, taking the phone from your hands as he replayed the video, the sounds coming from your boyfriend’s phone going straight to your core, forcing you to subtly clench your thighs together. Tom’s rich brown eyes were watching you, waiting for a reaction. You moved towards the island, pouring a glass of water for yourself as you murmured so only Tom could hear, “Yeah, why did you choose such a tight shirt?” He chuckled to himself, his eyes crinkling.

           “What? Nah that’s a normal t-shirt. Isn’t it, Y/N.” You eyed him sideways and watched as he ran his tongue over his lips, honey eyes trailing up and down your figure, his mouth turned upwards into a proud smile when he caught your thighs squeezing together for some release. His eyes finally landed on your very not-impressed face. You leaned over to him, noticing the boys were still caught up in conversation.

           “You know how hot you are and you know exactly what you’re doing. Control yourself or I’m gonna make you fuck me until I can���t walk, just to hear those pretty little noises again.” You told him sternly and smirk with satisfaction when you hear Tom’s breath hitch, eyes darkening lustfully, and an immediate slight bulge appearing in his shorts.

           He’s still breathless as he turns to the boys, “Guys I think we need a few things from the shop, can you look after that?” Harry whips around confusedly.

           “Mate, we only went yesterday. We don’t need anything.” Harrison and Tuwaine were looking between both of you now, a mixture of amusement and disgust in their faces.

           “Just go for a walk or something, will you?” Tom snapped back, his eyes not leaving your face. Harrison groaned loudly as he picked up his keys.

           “Seriously? You guys are fucking disgusting. C’mon, lads, lets go feed the chickens or something.” The three of them piled out the door, not without complaints and groans, and as soon as the door closed behind them Tom wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you closer until you’re trapped between him and the counter.

           “Now, sweetheart. What did you say you were gonna make me do?” He asks as he latches his lips to your neck; kissing, sucking, and biting as he went. You moan lowly, hands trailing up and down his perfect form. His hands come up to hold your wrists tightly in place.

           “I asked you a question, Use your words.” He demanded before sucking a particularly harsh hickey into your collarbone.

           “Fuck. I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk.” You breathed out, straining your hips forward to try and find purchase on his thigh, but he dodges your frantic movements.

           “Why do you want me to do that, love?” He whispers as he nibbles on your earlobe and you can’t help but let out a low groan as he finally slots his knee between your legs. “C’mon tell me. You weren’t so shy a few minutes ago when you thought I wouldn’t do anything.”

           “So I.. Ah Tom. Wanna hear those pretty noises.” You splutter out as his kisses trail down your neck towards the tops of your breasts, leaving little purple blooms as they go.

           “Noises like these?” He asks, pulling your tank top down and wrapping his lips around your nipple, relishing in the whimpers and high-pitched moans that he elicits from you. You nod vigorously and he laughs breathily. Suddenly he pulls away, eyes raking up and down your body quickly before he scoops you over his shoulder, making you shriek, and carries you up the stairs towards your shared bedroom. He dumps you mercilessly onto your bed and immediately strips out of his t-shirt and shorts, leaving him in just his boxers that already have a pre-cum stain leaking through. You don’t even get time to admire the perfect man in front of you before he’s over you, holding your hands in his against the sheets and kissing you feverishly. He’s rolling his hips sweetly into yours as he slips his tongue inside your mouth roughly, fighting for dominance. You don’t put up much a fight as you know it’s no use. Tom is never usually an overly dominant type though you figure after weeks of holding back he had gotten a bit tense.

           “Think you can just order me around and make me do what you want? Tell me to control myself? No, darling, doesn’t work that way.” His hands make quick work of your top and bra and his lips once again wrap themselves around your nipple, one hand massaging your other boob, other hand stroking your pussy through your leggings. You’re a moaning mess already as you tangle your fingers into his soft, newly grown curls, knowing well that he loves having his hair played with. He whines lowly into your chest, the vibrations going straight to your core. He switches his attention to your other nipple, showing equal appreciation as his hand delves into your leggings and underwear. His calloused fingers swipe up and down your core, gathering the slick wetness that had been pooling in your underwear, before he pushes two fingers at once into you. You moan loudly in unison, you claw at his back as he pumps his fingers faster and faster, before adding a third and beginning the process again.

           “Fuck, darling. You’re so ready for me already.” He whines, biting down softly on your now tender bud.

           “Was ready for you before we even left the kitchen, Tommy” He groans loudly at that and detaches himself, working quickly to strip you of any remaining clothes. You lean up and reach out to stroke the bulge in his boxers before helping him pull them down his legs. He’s standing in front of you and you lean forward, hand around the base of his length as you take him into your mouth slowly. He sighs loudly as you slowly bob your head around his cock, until he’s pulling you off it again.

           “I appreciate it, sweetheart but I can’t wait. I need you.” He pushes you gently back down on the bed and settles himself between your legs as you wrap them around his back, linking your ankles. He sinks himself slowly into your heat, moaning loudly as he does so. You hiss at the familiar burning but pleasurable sensation as you get used to his thick shaft. Tom barely gives you a second before pulling out all the way and slamming back to meet your hips with his, causing you to shriek and rake your nails into his shoulders. Tom loses himself in the pace he’s fucking you at, his head is buried into your shoulder and his hips are a blur as he fucks up into you faster than he probably ever has before, grunting and moaning loudly into your ear. You’re trying to snake one hand between your bodies to rub your clit but Tom’s hand gets there first, grabbing your wrist and pinning both your hands in one of his above your head. You’re whining and moaning his name as you angle your hips as best you can so his pubic bone slams into your clit at every thrust. Tom’s other hand grabs your hip, locking you in place as he catches you in a blazing kiss.

You can’t move at all, locked in by Tom’s body and completely at this mercy. You can feel your orgasm building and your clit is screaming to be touched in any sort of way. You’re trying your best to move your hips to feel some sort of friction but Tom knows exactly what you’re doing and holds your hips harder, fingers digging almost painfully into your hip as he keeps impaling you. The sheer feeling of him sliding in and out bringing your orgasm to its peak as you release around him with a cry of his name, growing wetter around him.

“Fuck! Such a good girl.” He’s groaning and grunting louder than before, letting go of your hands to lean back and push your knees up to your shoulders, his cock delving deeper than before. So deep you can almost feel the pounding in your stomach. Your eyes are rolling in your head when Tom’s thumb begins rubbing circles into your clit in time with his thrusting. You’re completely over sensitised now, the feeling of Tom’s cock moving inside you and his thumb on your clit overwhelming your senses. You’re a mewling, panting mess underneath him as he continues grunting and growling with each thrust until you can feel his hips staggering and see the sweat beading on his forehead. You can feel the tight coil in your stomach as his noises get louder and louder, thumb getting faster.

“Need you to cum for me again, baby. Need to feel you around me.” He pants and the coil gets tighter, that euphoric feeling building up again. His deep brown eyes are boring into yours, foreheads pressed together as he struggles to keep up the pace.

“Cum for me, Tommy. Please, need you to fill me up.” His eyes snap shut at your words and he cries out a string of curses as he unloads himself into you, thrusting deeply as he deposits every last drop deep into you. The warm feeling of his cum leaking out of you combined with Tom’s thumb still stroking your clit causes the coil in your stomach to snap until you’re cumming for the second time, tightening around Tom’s softening shaft and eliciting a high-pitched groan from him. Tom’s limbs give out and he collapses onto you, breathing hard with his forehead still pressed to yours, eyes closed. You like there for what feels like hours, arms around each other as you come down from your highs. Tom eventually slides out of you with a content sigh and you whimper with the loss of contact. He plants a kiss on the top of your head as he disappears into his bathroom to grab a washcloth to clean you off.

After cleaning you up and grabbing you one of his t-shirts and clean underwear the two of you are wrapped up in each other again, lazily kissing, still having not spoken a word to each other, just enjoying the blissful afterglow. You have your hands tangled in his curls again, enjoying his soft sighs and moans as he kisses you sweetly and just as you’re about make a comment on the noises he’s making you hear the front door slam, causing both of you to jump away from each other.

“Is it safe? Can we come home? Oh Christ, do I have to sanitise the kitchen?” Harrison’s voice calls from the foot of the stairs, leading to eruptions of laughter from both you and Tom.

 Needless to say, you still got an earful of cheers and teasing when the boys noticed you walking oddly later that evening.

[jimimn]

HI ITS ME WHO'S NOT OVER JJK BLONDE SELFIE AND WILL NEVER BE -💫

HELLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO <33333333

HONESTLY ITS THE WAY YOH SAY SUCH NICE THINGS AND I DISAPPEAR FOR DAYS ON END BECAUSE INCONSISTENCY BLEEDS INTO EVERY CORNER OF MY LIFE FNEKALKD BUT I'M GETTING DONE WITH MY FIRST LEG OF EXAMS ON MONDAY SO YAY TO THAT!! OKAY I THINK WE'LL MOVE SLOWLY WITH BABY STEPS JUNGKOOK DROPPED SOME SELCAS JIMIN DROPPED SOME SELCAS IN THE WORDS OF THE LEGENDARY JEON JUNGKOOK ALL WE NEED NOW IS "together..BAM!" (THAT'S LITERALLY ONE OF MY FAVORITE MOMENTS EVER THE WAY HE SAYS IT 🤧)

YES IN THIS HOUSE WE SCREAM OVER JIMIN'S DISRESPECT HE IS THE PARAGON OF A MULTI-FACETED MAN THAT HAS US WRAPPED AROUND HIS FINGER. THE AUDACITY 😤

CHANEL X JIMIN LETS MAKE IT HAPPEN AND OMG THAT SELFIE THAT DROPPED?? SIR???? WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL?? I MEAN YES BH SAID LET'S DROP SELFIES IN BULK BUT THAT ONE PICTURE OF HIM IN BLACK(GREY? I DONT KNOW FHSKKAJF) WITH THE SHIRTS UNBUTTONED!!! THEM COLLARBONES ARE FREE AND THEY'RE THRIVING IN THE OPEN IN THAT ONE. ALSO HIS LIPS ARE SO PRETTY. OH GOD LITERALLY HE HAS THAT COCKY SMIRK ON HIS FACE WHEN HE KNOWS HE DOES HOT BOY SHIT LIKE SHUT UP OK YOU CANT DO THAT JAIL FOR U NDNSLSKAJJW

SUCH A FUCKING TEASE THATS RIGHT!! EVEN STRAIGHT MEN?? BRO LIKE HOW DO YOU HAVE ALL GENDERS JUST TRIPPING OVER THEMSELVES FOR YOU IT'S INSANE AND OMG MISS SHIVI HAVE YOU SEEN THAT ONE CLIP IN WHICH JIMIN HOLDS HIS GAZE WITH THESE MEN WHO LOOK AT HIM (i think it was bon voyage?) and when they cross each other he JUST SMIRKS AND RUNS HIS HAND THROUGH HIS HAIR LIKE YEAH OK ALEXA PLAY I'M SEXY AND I KNOW IT. AND YES I'LL LISTEN TO EVERYTHING YOU HAVE TO SAY ANYTIME 💗💗

12PM KST IS THE HOLY HOUR I TELL YOU ALTHOUGH I REMEMBER WAITING THE NIGHT BEFORE BE CAME OUT WAITING FOR SOMETHING TO COME AND BH WAS JUST LIKE "yea...no" OMG THAT'S AWESOME YOUR COUSIN'S VISITING YOU

HHFJDOSO YEAH IT'S BEEN A WHILE SINCE THEY DID THE JUMP ALTHOUGHHHH I'M POSITIVE THEY'LL DO SMTH COOL LIKE THAT IN THEIR CONCERTS BECAUSE THEIR PERFORMANCE QUALITY IS JUST.. THROUGH THE ROOF IT'S CRAZY!! WHEN THE PERFORM WINGS?? LIKE HOLY SHIT NO CHOREO NO POSITIONS JUST BTS RUNNING AROUND THE STAGE MAKING THE CROWD GO FERAL I LOVE EVERY WINGS PERFORMANCE SO MUCH MY SEROTONIN LEVELS ARE ALWAYS AT A HIGH THEN. OOHH MY GODDD BS&T IS REALLY THAT BITCH!!!! WHO'S DOING IT LIKE HER TODAY NO ONE IS EXACTLY. AND NOOOO I TOTALLY GET IT WE THINK ON THE SAME WAVELENGTH THAT ACCIDENT HAS THE SAME EFFECT ON ME. IF ONLY YOU'D TOLD ME THEN IN 2016 THAT THAT ACCIDENT WAS THE START OF SO MANY I'D BE PREPARED FOR EVERYTHING THAT FOLLOWED (see: him basically stripping himself that one serendipity performance. holy shit.)

FOR REAL THO CHRISTMAS LOVE DROPPED OUT OF NOWHERE AND DO YOU REMEMBER JIMIN SAYINF uUH iM nOt wORkInG oN a SoLo SoNg aT ThE mOmEnT heHe LIKE ALL MEN DO IS LIE OK AT THIS POINT. BYE. YES TAEHYUNG DID WARN US BUT ARMYS (LIKE MYSELF) PUT THEIR CLOWN WIGS ON AND THOUGHT IT WAS KTH1 LMAO. OMG I HOPE YOU DON'T SLEEP THROUGH ANY OF THEIR UPCOMING SONG RELEASES BUT I'M SURE IT'S THE BEST FEELING TO WAKE UP TO CHECK YOUR NOTIFS AND SEE "Big Hit Labels" BECAUSE THAT'S HOW YOU KNOW IT'S GOING TO BE FIREEE. DUDE SERIOUSLY I NEED JIMIN TO GO LIVE AGAIN (although we've been well fed by namjoon for now🤧😌💗) LIKE THAT ONE YT LIVE WHERE HE SAID "O...M...G" SHUT UP STOP BEING SO CUTE I'M DHJSWLIFJWKALS

LMAO OKAY YEAH THAT'S VALID YOUR BLOG THEME IS BASICALLY ✨jimin✨ AND I LOVE THAT IT REALLY GRAVITATED ME AND YOUR URL OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDD YOUR BRAINNN 💆‍♀️💆‍♀️💆‍♀️💆‍♀️💆‍♀️

YES YES YES JIMIN IS SO PERFECT AND THE SOCK DOODLESSS 😭😭😭 oooo so when did you get into giffing? how did you start? BROOOOO YOUR URL'S ORIGIN STORY. I LOVE IT WOW YES IT'S DEFINITELY GOT THE REQUIRED ✨pazzaz✨

NOOO OMG THIS URL IS YOUR BRAND LIKE YOU'RE A LEGEND ON ARMYBLR I LOVE IT SO MUCH. BUT STILL!! IT'S YOUR CHOICE AT THE END 💖

OMG QUARANTINE DID IT'S ONE GOOD JOB AND GOT YOU INTO BANGTAN YAY. OMG YOU AND MISS LIFEGOESMON ARE FRIENDSS??? LEGENDS INTERACTING THIS IS SO COOL. LMAO THE PARADIGM SHIFT YOU MUST'VE FELT FROM LISTENING TO STAY GOLD (WHICH BTW THE MV...THE LITERAL CUTEST OH GOD THE LITTLE DOG AND JIMIN'S LITTLE SMILES DHSJAOWO) TO THEN GOING TO BST IN WHICH JIMIN IS BASICALLY STRIPPING AND JUNGKOOK IS UPSIDE DOWN LMAOOO. YES BS&T HAS EVERYONE HOOKED THE POWERRRR. YOU FALLING DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE WITH YOUR FRIEND'S ASSISTANCE OH GOD THIS IS SO CUTE 💓 EVERYTHING ABOUT THEM 🥺🥺🥺

AAAAH OKAY MY STORY ISN'T AS INTERESTING AS YOURS IS BUT IN 2016 BASICALLY ALL I KNEW OF KPOP WAS GANGNAM STYLE AND WASNT WILLING TO CUANGE THAT PERCEPTION (FOOL BEHAVIOUR I TELL YOU) AND WAS TOO BUSY OBSESSING OVER ONE DIRECTION'S REUNION AND SO ONE NIGHT (THE NIGHT BEFORE JIMIN'S BIRTHDAY 🤧🤧) I JUST STUMBLED UPON THEIR BS&T TEARS MV AND I HEARD IT AND I WAS LIKE OMG!! THIS IS THAT SUPER ADDICTIVE SONG THAT I'D HEARD SOMEWHERE AND IT JUST SPIRALLED FROM THERE I REMEMBER SEEING JIMIN AND BEING LIKE 👀👀👀👀 WHO IS HE I LIKE HIM AND JUST HIS AURA DREW ME IN SOOO MUCH AND WHEN I WAS GETTING INTO THEM I REMEMBER WRITING THEIR NAMES IN MY NOTES TO SEE IF I COULD REMEMBER 🤧 AND I STILL HAVE THAT NOTE FROM 4+ YEARS AGO 💓 AND YEAH BASICALLY SEEING THEM DO ALL THE MUSIC SHOWS AND STUFF AT THE TIME WAS SO COOOL AND MIND YOU BH DIDN'T HAVE SUBS FOR BANGTAN BOMBS THEN SO WENT ON THESE SKETCHY DAILYMOTION TYPE SITES LOOKING FOR ALL THE CONTENT I COULD CHURN OUT LMAO

AND YES!! COURTESY OF YOU I DID WATCH SOME RUN EPS!! I WATCHED THEIR CANADA ONES SPEAKING OF WHICH I LOOOVE THAT PART WHERE THEY'RE DOING THAT SONG GUESSING THING IN THE MORNING AND JIMIN SAYS "are you cold?" 🥺🥺 TO TAE AND HUGS HIM URRHRHEHSJSJSH AND I ALSO SAW THE ONES WITH THE PUPPIES GODDDDD I LOVE THE PUPPIES ONE SO MUCH LITERALLY JUNGKOOK AND HIS DOG (MIRI?) OH MY GOD THAT LIL FLUFFER AND ADAM IS MY ICON WITH HOW HE JUST DID HIS OWN THING LMAO.

BUT ANYWAY!! DO YOU HAVE A FAVE ERA?? LIKE DO YOU EVER LOOK AT THEM AND GO "Damn I wish I was a fan then" BECAUSE HONESTLY I WISH I HAD STANNED THEM IN THEIR DOPE ERA BUT I DON'T THINK I WOULD HAVE SURVIVED JIMIN THEN DHKSOWID-💫

FOR THE UMPTEENTH TIME!!!!!!! ITS OKAY!!!!!!!! I TOTALLY TOTALLY UNDERSTAND!!!!! AND YAYYYYY CONGRATS I HOPE THE FIRST LEG OF EXAMS WENT WELL <333333 AND OH MY GOD you’re gonna make me cry with the together baam goddddddd same one of my fave moments and jimin’s giggles after that 😭😭😭😭 my babies <3 :((((

that..... black suit selca....... that opened button...... like open one more dear sir who’s stopping you... just do it <33333 YEAH he totally needs to shut up with his i know im hot side it just kills me every single time 😭😭😭😭😭

LISTEN THAT BV3 MOMENT  S H O O K  ME OKAY????? THOSE GUYS LOOKED AT HIM AND HE WAS SO FUCKING SMUG ABOUT IT (AND HE SHOULD BE) AND THE WAY HE LICKED HIS LIPS AND RAN HIS HANDS THROUGH HIS HAIR????? LIKE HE KNOWS HE HAS EVERY SINGLE PERSON; NO MATTER WHAT GENDER; WRAPPED AROUND HIS LIL PINKY LIKE THAT???????

OH MY GOD ME TOO I LOVEEEEEEEEEEE THE WINGS STAGE AND WATCHING THEM HAVE SO MUCH FUN IS JUST SO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND I ALSO ABSOLUTELY LOVVVEEE THEIR ENERGY DURING THE SY TOUR MEDLEY WITH IDOL AND BAEPSAE AND FIRE AND DOPE ZSXDFGFCHGVJBHJN THEY JUST LOSE THEMSELVES IN THE CROWD AND THE MUSIC AND ITS JUST SO FUCKING SURREAL TO WATCH HOW MUCH THEY ENJOY DOING WHAT THEY DO!!!!! kinda makes me want to find that happiness and passion in whatever i do in my professional life <3 and LISTEN jimin said the break the soul commentary THAT HE COULD DO SERENDIPITY SHIRTLESS TOO. THE AUDACITY. HE SAID THAT WITH HIS WHOLE CHEST. 

YOU KNWO WHAT I THINK JIMIN WON’T GIVE US A HINT BEFORE DROPPING PJM1. HE’LL JUST DROP IT ONE FINE DAY OUT OF NOWHERE LIKE HE DROPPED PROMISE AND CHRISTMAS LOVE (i wasn’t here when he dropped promise but i read that on twitter sdfghjkl) AND NO PLS NO I DO N O T WANT TO SLEEP THROUGH JJK1 OR KTH1 OR PJM1 OR KSJ1 OR NAMGI MIXTAPE 3 OR HOBI MIXTAPE 2 OR ANYTHING BASICALLY YOU GET IT i had slept through dynamite cb because i had NO CLUE that they were gonna drop it at 1pm kst rather than 12 am kst. i was under the impression that since they dropped all the teaser pictures and the teaser itself as 12 am kst, the mv will drop at 12 am kst too. and I woke up like two hours after the mv dropped (which was almost noon my time) and i felt like A FUCKING FOOL AND I JUST 😭😭😭😭 NEVER WANT TO FEEL LIKE THAT EVER AGAIN 😭😭😭 

AND YES BABIE NEEDS TO COME LIVE SOON PLS I MISS HIM SO FUCKING MUCH :((((( AND HIS O...M.....G HAD MADE ME FUCKING SOBBBBBBBBBBB his yt live god he looked sooooooo fluffy with his hair and his tiny hands and his puppy eyes and soft voice im just so 😭😭😭😭😭😭

NO NONNONONONO PLEASE IM NO LEGEND DON’T SAY THAT IM EMBARRASSED im just a normal fangirl who makes okayish gifs 😭😭 and ok yes so i started giffing LONNNGGGGGG time back on a different public fan forum from my country but i never knew the right process and stuff so obviously the gifs were shitty lmao BUT ANYWAY i got into gifmaking PROPERLY this in july last year and obviously struggled a lot in the beginning because i didn’t know shit about colouring and stuff lmao but i kept practicing and even though im not perfect rn i do think that i got better. i love giffing tho. its such a nice creative outlet and whenever i gif the boys it brings me so much happiness :( <33

AND YES ASDFGHJKL ME AND HER ARE FRIENDS SINCE A VERY LONG TIME SDFGHJK LIKE LONG BEFORE BOTH OF US GOT INTO BTS SDFGHJ and ah yes the whiplash lmaooooooo and you’re right god the stay gold mv is SO FUCKING PRETTY THE COLOURS IN THAT ENTIRE MV HELLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOO AND JIMIN AND TAE AND JOON WITH THE DOGGO JUST EVERYTHING SDFGHJK <3333333 AND BS&T DUDE I GIFFED THE MV YESTERDAY AND IM 💀💀💀💀💀 (like i just giffed jimin from the mv but i did watch the whole thing 5647589 times <333333) AND GUESS WHAT!!!!!! I WAS A LILLY SINGH FAN (IDK IF YOU KNOW HER SHE’S A YOUTUBER) BACK IN 2016 AND PEOPLE BACK THEN HAD REQUESTED HER TO REACT TO BS&T MV AND I HAD WATCHED HER REACTION VIDEO AND (although it didn’t stick with me back then because i was a fucking fool) I DID SOMEHOW REMEMBERED THE JIN AND STATUE KISSING MOMENT AND WHEN IN 2020 I SAW THE MV AND SAW THE KISSING MOMENT MY BRAIN JUST!!!!!!!!!!! I WAS LIKE HOLY SHIT I HAVE SEEN THIS BEFORE SOMEWHERE AND THEN I REMEMBERED I HAD SEEN THIS IN THE REACTION VIDEO LMAOOOOO i wish i hadn’t been a fool and gotten into them back then :((((

AH NO OMG YOUR STORY IS SOOOOOOO CUTEEEEEEEEEE ATLEAST YOU WEREN’T A FOOL LIKE ME TO NOT GET ATTRACTED TO BS&T THE FIRST TIME OF SEEING IT!!!! I WANNA HIT MY 2016 SELF LIKE DAMN YOU YOU FOOLISH ASSHOLE AND yes omg how did y’all do the subs thing damnnnnn i can’t imagine

AND YES THE CANADA RUN EPIS ARE LOOOVVVEEEE and that vmin moment plsssssss i cry everytime 😭😭😭😭😭 it is just so soft and innocent and tae’s little smile after jimin just turns around and hugs him 😔😔😔😔 i love soulmates 😔😔😔😔 AND MIRI YES OMG EVERYONE WAS SO IMPRESSED BY THE LITTLE CUTIE AND THE WAY JUNGKOOK JUST KEPT ADORING HER THROUGHOUT MADE ME SO SO SOFTTTT and bro adam is me. i am like that. lazy and un-motivated AF. although if i were a dog and jin were to be my owner i would listen to him so well and jump on him every chance i’d get 😌😌😌

GOD YES RED HAIR DOPE ERA JIMIN 💀 BABIE BUT MAKE IT SEXY 🥵🥵 AND OMG YESDGFHG MY FAVE ERA IS HYYH. ORANGE HAIRED JIMIN. PLS. HE’S EVERYTHING. I WISH I HAD GOTTEN INTO THEM DURING THAT. LIKE THAT ERA IS ..... SOMEHOW SO FUCKING WILD AND STILL SO ASSURING AND CALMING ????? KEEPS ME ROOTED LIKE IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN DFGHJKL AND WINGS TOO DAMN I WISH I WAS HERE TO LIVE ALL THOSE AMAZING ERAS. but even though i wish i had gotten into them earlier... i think i found them when i needed them the most. I was going through a very difficult time last year and they somehow they made me feel so fucking safe and at home that the connection was instant. honestly i’ve never stanned or felt a connection with any celebrity as strong as the one i feel with bangtan. its like... they don’t know i exist but they still know EXACTLY what im feeling and what to say or do at that time to make me feel comforted. Its weird god but its true :((( SORRY I GOT EMO I JUST LOVE THEM A LOT SDFGHJKL

[criminally--reid]

Cam Girl

"The FBI agent who spies from your laptop"

I thought this was such a good concept but I didn't know how to go about it for the longest time🤧 hope I did it justice for u♡(m probably gonna have to do a pt. 2 to fill the rest of the request sososososo sorry :(( )

Warnings; solo spencer giving himself a handjob, voyeurism-ish

word count: 976:(( 

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Spencer's second-opinion - self-written doctor's note - didn't fly too well with Hotch. His punishment? Staying at the office, aiding Garcia in her end of the case work. 

"You're my bitch now," Garcia delivers triumphantly as the rest of the team heads for the jet. 

Spencer clambers up onto his crutches, grumpily grabbing his case file and dragging behind Penelope to the office. He plops down in her spare office chair letting his crutches clank!+ to the floor and plopping his file onto the desk, letting out a sigh and running his hands through his hair. 

"Boy wonder," Garcia breathes out, "you are going to absolutely wreck my office." 

"I'm sorry-" 

"It's really not all that bad down here. We have my- my desk friends and pens with floofs at the end and multi-colored notepads and- look, Spencer, I know how bad you wanna be out in the field but you could never do your job out there properly if you don't let yourself heal. For the sake of you - and your sanity - please, give yourself time to heal." She rests a comforting hand on his shoulder, and he brings his opposite hand up to grasp hers. 

"Thanks, Garcia, really. I just feel like a part of me is missing when I'm not in the field-" 

"Maybe a cup of coffee will help?" 

"Yeah I'll take a cup. Thank you." 

"Of course," Garcis begins to walk out of the room before stopping abruptly and turning back on her heels. "Wait! Uh ah the- the job. Ok, boy wonder, while I go get coffee I need you to sit here and watch this." 

"What- uh what's 'this'?"

"I programmed this thing that's spanning every IP address within a 5 mile radius of the unsub's geo-profile. Long story short it's looking for a certain thing that may put said person in danger of being the next victim. Any suspicious online searches, interactions, etc. When it finds said IP, it'll pull up a video and audio feed of whatever the device can pick up. When or if it stops before I get back, just jot down what's going on and I'll work my magic when i return, 'kay?" 

"Think I can manage," Spencer replies with a light chuckle. "But, uh, the break room's right down the hall. It shouldnt take that long to-" 

"Oh-hhhho," Penelope laughs. "Oh no, I'm not torturing us with break room coffee." Turning back around, she quickly leaves; the sound of her clanking heels getting evermore faint the further away she goes. 

The IP searching seems to be taking forever. An endless sea of technological addresses, all which seem to be a dead end on their next suspected victim. 

Until suddenly it stops. 

A red alert box pops up in the top left hand corner of the monitor, followed by a live video feed right in the middle, accompanied by a live audio-strip window right below that. Spencer searches for something to write with and on; ending up scrawling the IP address on a bright pink sticky note with a sparkly purple pen. 

Spencer watches the video feed and gets ready to jot some things down… that is until a naked woman comes into frame. 

Spencer's breath catches in his throat, caught extremely off guard. The woman sashés around the room, running her fingertips over her skin. Up and down her sides, playing over her stomach, before coming up to cup and massage her breasts, then flying to tangle in her hair. 

She waltzes over to the bed, climbing up on her hands and knees, arching her back and pressing her chest flush with the bed covers. Spencer couldn't believe his eyes. More so, he couldn't believe he was getting turned on at a tile like this. Here he was looking at a woman that was supposedly a high-risk victim, and all he could think about was how good she'd feel wrapped around him. He palms himself through his jeans, yearning to feel sole sort of friction. He finds himself putting unnecessary pressure on his injured leg, thrusting up into his hand, chasing a far-away release. 

Palming himself through several layers of fabric andwas soon not enough. Spencer needed direct skin-on-skin contact. He undoes his belt and his zipper, pulling himself through and running his hand up and down his shaft slowly. 

The woman, now on her back, teasing herself by ghosting her fingertips up and down the innards of her thighs. Spenger licks a long stripe along his palm before moving to tend to his angry-red tip, oozing with precum. He throws his head back and his mouth gaped open as he moves faster over himself chasing his already-close high. 

Suddenly, her audio strip spikes as a high-pitched squeal escapes her. Dipping into her wat center, she cant control the sultry moans and groans that flow quickly from her plump lips. Spencer's grip on himself tightens and quickens as his grip on the current reality completely falls apart. He cums quickly, spilling into his hand and getting a droplet on his pants. Taking time to come down from his high would've been nice; if only he hadn't heard the clink-clank of Penelope's heels in the distance. Quickly tucking himself back in, he swipes his hand down the side of his pants, cleaning it off, then tucks himself back into his pants, zipping then back up, and redoing his belt. 

It starts to set in what he just so shamelessly got off to as Prbelops bursts through her office door with two, unhealthily large cupe of coffee. 

"Here.. ya go!" She chirps setting a cup down in front of Spencer. He clears his throat and begins to thank her before she cuts him off, realizing what was running through the video and audio feeds. "Oh, no… Spence?" 

"Yeah?" 

"I think you just found a cam girl.." 

"Yeah." 

[yuthoe]

aaa okay so looked at the rules and could you do their idol crush admitting that they’re their type but with yuto, wooseok and kino? 🥺

HELLO, I FINALLY DID IT, SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT.It’s almost 4AM here and I wanted to get this out in case I become unproductive again when I wake up. I was halfway through Kino’s part when I realized the reader should be gender-neutral, oops. It’s too late for me to edit it again right now, so it’s gonna stay like that. I’ll take care next time, tho.

WARNINGS: none. WORD COUNT: 842, 971, 632.

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Yuto

“Yuto-ya,” Hui called from his spot on his tiny couch in Yuto’s studio. It’s one of his rare days-off, but he isn’t in the mood to go into the city, and staying in the dorm is too boring since everyone else is busy with their other stuff. So he just decided to tag along with Yuto to his studio and listen to him make some songs. He might even sneak in a nap or two since he hasn’t been sleeping well later—but all thoughts of sleep fly out the window as soon as he sees on his phone a newly uploaded video starring you, known in Pentagon as Yuto’s crush. “Yuto-ya, come here!” he says, tossing the stuffed teddy bear at the boy sitting by the computers.

The toy hits Yuto square in the head and he jumps, turning the seat around in confusion. “What is it, hyung?”

Hui turns the phone so the screen is visible to Yuto. “Isn’t this Y/N?”

A quick glance and, yes, it’s you. Yuto likes to think he can find you in a crowd, no matter how many hairstyle changes you gave or how much you try to blend in with your clothes, but that just comes off kind of creepy. He has watched a lot of your interviews; and you have a lot of them, being a big figure in a famous idol group. He’s just so captivated by your range, your stage presence… It just gets him breathless whenever he sees you perform.

Your group is in the middle of a comeback right now, and Yuto has been religiously keeping up with any promotional material for your group that’s been coming up, but he’s just been super focused on his music today that the only thing that shocked him out of the haze was the teddy bear thrown at his head. Yuto stares at the tiny phone screen for a second longer before getting off the office chair and squishing beside Hui on the couch that isn’t really made for someone of his size.

The video continues playing as his leader turns up the volume. Your group is sat on swivel bar chairs in a white studio set. Gosh, you look radiant, as always. The pleasantries are over and the topic has gone to the announcement your company made about being able to date openly. Yuto isn’t lying that there was a tiny spark of hope that lit up inside him when he first heard of the news. But of course, that was just wishful thinking, since he doesn’t think you actually know him anyway. Sure, you may have heard of Pentagon the group, but there isn’t as big a chance of you taking an interest in him.

Being seated on the farthest chair from the hosts, your answer is saved for last. The other members of your group dodged the question by saying they weren’t really looking to date anyone or dropping names like J.Seph from KARD or Vernon from Seventeen being their ideal type of guy. You take a second or two more to think about your answer and say, “I’d like to get to know Yuto from Pentagon more.”

“Oooohhh,” the hosts exclaim. “He’s one of the rappers isn’t he?” one of them asks.

“Yes,” you say politely, smiling. Yuto isn’t sure if you’re actually red in the face or if that’s just the blush on your cheeks. “I really like the flow of his raps, and his voice is really nice.”

“Ahh, so you’re saying you like tall guys, yes?” the other host teases.

You laugh, slightly embarrassed. “I guess? I don’t really have a type, but Yuto was the first person to pop into my head who I am really interested in and would like to get to know.”

The hosts nod in approval, and your group members seated around you slap you playfully for admitting something like that.

Hui releases a high-pitched siren sound and playfully slaps Yuto playfully on the arm with his free hand. “Do you hear that, Yuto? Seems they like you, too. I wonder if we can go to one of their recordings for this comeback, hmm… Or maybe if our comebacks coincide you can talk to them then, huh?...” Hui continues to rattle off possibilities of Yuto getting into contact with you.

Meanwhile Yuto is still staring at the screen, frozen. The video continues to play, but he isn’t registering anything. Did you really just say, out loud, with a mic on, that you want to get to know him more? Like, he isn’t hallucinating that? Those words really came out of your mouth?

His chest is tight. It burns, but it’s also light. Yuto can’t put into words the feeling. Your sentiments are intangible, and there weren’t even any promises of actually going through with meeting up or exchanging numbers…

But it made him giddy. Indescribably happy.

He lets slip the tiniest of smiles as he continues watching the video and Hui mutters to himself about possible get-togethers with your groups.

Kino

It’s been a habit of Kino lately to listen to podcasts when he gets back to the dorm, as a way to unwind after a busy day. Not because he listens to them (although he does find time to listen and pay attention some other time), but the sound of amicable voices in the sometimes empty dorm is a comforting presence.

One of the podcasts he’s been listening to lately is called Ladies’ Room. His sister told him to listen to one of the episodes, and he found the discussions fun and educational, so he decided to just follow it and he’s updated with the latest one. So when a notification pops up on his phone about a new episode with a special guest, he immediately blasted it on his Bluetooth speaker.

“Hey, guys! This is Soo Ri and you’re listening to Ladies’ Room,” the host’s voice, like a droplet of water falling into a crystal clear puddle, slithers out from the speaker. “Today, we’re talking about love and relationships with a very special guest… idol-slash-actor-slash model, Y/N!”

“Hello, everybody!” you say, in a sweet cadence like a breeze rustling windchimes.

Kino almost drops the container of microwavable tteokkbokki he’s holding and looks at his phone, scandalized, as if it personally offended him. Obviously, it wouldn’t be a stretch for you to guest in podcasts, and even less of a stretch for you to guest-host this particular podcast, but Kino is still surprised. He can’t deny that it feels nice to know that he found you so unexpectedly.

Kino can’t remember when he started taking an interest on you. There was just one time when everytime he turned on the TV he would see your face—in a commercial, a variety show, a drama, that he finally decided to check you out. And from the first music video he clicked, he was hooked on you. Your way with words, your voice, your personality all just made him really want to know you more.

He doesn’t call it a crush, although to Yuto and Wooseok, the only two other people who know about his fanaticism, it comes off that way in droves. He shakes his head and finally unfreezes, putting the tteokbokki in the microwave to heat up. His ears automatically pick up the conversation.

“I know you must be really annoyed and fed up by questions like these, since I watch a lot of your interviews and the hosts ask about it a lot,” Soo Ri begins. “But what’s your stance on ideal types—like your ideal guy, or girl—and do you have one yourself?”

“Aahh, yeah, I do get questions like that sometimes, but they’re in different contexts, so I don’t really mind them.” Kino thinks that’s a polite answer and mentally claps. He hears you take a deep breath before saying, “I don’t think having an ideal type is realistic, though. I mean, that’s what ‘ideal’ means: it’s your idea of perfection, the best. I guess it could be like a blueprint for what you want in a partner, but I don’t think it’s possible for you to be able to tick off all those boxes.”

“Oh, yeah, I get what you’re saying. That’s a really good point.”

“As for my ideal type…” You hum, seeming deep in thought, but not enough to cause dead air. “It’s not really an ‘ideal’ type,” Kino can almost hear the air quotation marks when you said the word and it makes him smile, “but Kino from Pentagon has a lot of the qualities I like in someone.”

By now, Kino had taken his food from the microwave and taken a bite. He freezes with a mouth stuffed with tteokbokki. The spicy soup stinging his lips assures him that he is definitely awake and definitely not dreaming. Did she just—?

“Yeah,” he hears, desperately trying to tune back into the conversation. “He has a very bubbly and fun personality. He’s humble and loves his members and his fans. He’s also very good at what he does—I’ve listened to some of his stuff on SoundCloud, and they’re really good,” you say, and Kino thinks he should probably start chewing before he chokes on the rice cakes. “I mean, his dancing is excellent, his voice is so nice, and he’s also super cute.”

At this, you and Soo Ri both laugh conspiratorially, as if sharing a secret only between you two, as if this podcast isn’t going to be uploaded somewhere anyone who has access to the Internet can listen to, somewhere Kino can access at a moment’s notice.

Kino’s sure his face is as red as the tteokbokki soup right now. Literally no one can see because he’s the only one in the kitchen, but his face is on fire. He continues chewing and stuffing the rice cake strips into his mouth as he spirals into a crisis. His idol crush actually likes him back? He doesn’t think you actually like him, but you did say that there’s some aspects of him you like. That’s kind of similar, right? Right?

The whine comes out garbled from his full mouth. On one hand, he feels way lighter, bouncier, more energetic at knowing that the idol he likes knows about his existence and that she actually likes things about him and openly talked about it on a podcast, oh my goodness is this really real, like no one is messing with me right now?

So Kino sits there, lost in thought as he continues spearing food with his chopsticks, thinking. About how to reach you, maybe get your number, maybe propose a tiny collaboration? Maybe? About how he’s going to act in front of you in the off-chance that you do meet, as you and Soo Ri continue chatting in the background.

Wooseok

He can’t help stealing glances at you—you look really good in this comeback, and it takes everything for Wooseok to not be too conspicuous and focus on the interview that coincidentally has Pentagon and your group as guests. He’d like to think it’s a dream, but really, it feels more like a nightmare because he’s seated right next to you and his members literally won’t stop looking back and giving him mischievous smiles, or turning their chairs towards your group and making small talk, trying to drag him into the conversation and he feels like a fool because he seems incapable of replying with more than two-syllable words.

And it somehow gets worse during the segments. Not that the hosts are bad—they’re really good hosts. It’s just that there’s a segment where they read selected fan mail, so they would all have to answer it because they don’t really want to disappoint the fans by deflecting. The first few were harmless: what food they like eating during summer, if you were an animal what would you be? But then it went from zero to 100 real quick as the third question is read by your group’s leader, “Which idol is your ideal type?”

Everyone can’t help but make exclamations, oohs and ahs as they think of an appropriate answer. The hosts are gracious and give everyone ten seconds or so to come up with their answers before coaxing out some people’s. Eventually the line snaked to you and you timidly replied, “Wooseok-sunbae,” while avoiding his eyes.

If Wooseok could see himself in a mirror, he would see his eyes bug out and threatening to pop from their sockets, mouth desperately pursing to prevent the huge smile forming on his face. He doesn’t know how to react—what should he do, Cube didn’t train them for this. He needs help and Shinwon keeps slapping his thigh and arm like that isn’t the most obvious thing to do when they’re being filmed.

He can tell you’re embarrassed. You’re facing the hosts, your back to Wooseok, though he’s assuming your face is super red right now, and it’s not because of the blush. He kind of just wants this to be over so you can have a reprieve, but the hosts (being hosts), ask you to elaborate.

“Um, he’s a really great rapper, and he seems really caring,” you say softly. “I watched a program with him once taking care of his cats, and I thought it was really cute.” Wooseok recalls that show and his chest loosens slightly at the mention of it, touched that you remember that tiny segment he did. He really loves his cat, and he’s not gonna admit it, but he likes that your takeaway from the program is that he looks cute playing with tiny animals.

“Ooh, yes, we love guys who are nice to animals,” one of the hosts says, and turns directly to Wooseok. “Wooseok-sshi, since she mentioned you, we’ll leave you for last, okay? So we can properly build up the hype for the viewers back at home.” The boy nods; at least this gives him time to think of nice things to say to you amidst the flurry of thoughts running through his head at the moment.

He imagines talking to you after filming is over and exchanging numbers. He imagines hanging out with you if you have any free time. He imagines maybe doing a small collaboration with you, wishes it were possible. The images he conjures up make him smile, even if he is still kind of embarrassed—he was never one of the cucumber-cool members of the group—but he decides that since you threw yourself off the boat, he might as well throw himself off and join you.

[littlemisskookie]

Burst

Burst Ship: Namjoon | Reader Description: Your Master decides to fulfill a long time, taboo fantasy of yours. Warnings: PWP (like literally...), Shibari, Bondage, Master!Kink, Little Kink?, Gun- Kink, Dry Humping (inanimate objects...), Sex Toy? SKSKSK, Humiliation, BDSM, Dirty Talk, Edging, Non-Penatrative Sex, Denied Orgasms, Facial, Masturbation, Videoing/Camera, Seriously filthy stuff for such a short fic Word Count: 2,056 A/N: THIS IDEA HAS BEEN HIDING IN MY NOTES FOR SO LONG

You took in a deep breath, concentrated on the subtle sounds that he tried oh so desperately to hide. Instead of focusing on the rope on your skin, a complicated criss-cross pattern across your chest and around your breasts, curving around to the wrists bound together behind your back, you focused on his footsteps. Counting them, trying to figure out where exactly in the room he was, how close he was to you. You'd listen to whatever he had in his hand, as though it'd hint towards what his next steps would be. Sometimes if he was close enough you'd be able to tell what cologne he was wearing. Today he smelled like pomegranate.

Damn your Master for this blindfold.

As though he could read your mind, you feel Namjoon's hand lift your chin up, forcing your head to tilt up to him, despite the fact it was impossible to make eye contact. You tensed beneath his gentle grip, as though he knew what thoughts of defiance had crossed your mind.

"Color, little one?" he asked, checking up on you.

"Green, Master," you affirmed, craning your neck as you tried to further yourself into his touch.

He let out a hum of approval, a sigh of content that you seemed alright. "I think it's about time we finally fulfilled a certain fantasy of yours, little one." His hands dipped down into your panties, the only article of clothing you were permitted to wear. You shuddered at the feeling, automatically spreading your thighs for him. You could feel his breath on your face as he bent to your level, crouching down whereas you were sitting on your knees.

His fingers grazed over your still swollen clit, noting that you were still very much aroused and wet. You tilted your head back as he ran his fingers along your folds, daring to even gasp as he crooned a finger, curling it inside of you.

"A-Are you going to let me cum this time, Master?"

Namjoon had made you grind against the edge of a table for his own amusement, enjoying how humiliating the act was as he made you bring yourself to the bridge two times, only to deny you your release.

That must mean he had something special up his sleeve for tonight.

"I will, little one. You're going to keep rubbing that pretty pussy against something, though, alright? Think you can be good for Master?"

"Yes, master, I'll be good!" you promised, delighted with the prospect of finally having an orgasm after all of his teasings.

"Such a good little thing for me, aren't you?" He hummed the words, lightly pressing his lips to yours. You attempt to deepen it, leaning into him. However, he reaches behind you, grasping your bound wrists with rope and tugging you back, denying you even the satisfaction of a kiss.

"Don't get greedy," he scolded, tightening his grip slightly as to warn you. "You know what happens to selfish little girls, don't you?"

"Yes, Master. Selfish little girls get punished. And I'd hate to have to bruise that pretty little ass of yours."

You avoided humming at the thought, already fantasizing a bit about Namjoon bending you over his knee to punish you. Still, your keen ears pick up on when he gets up, getting the rope behind you to tie you to something stable that wouldn't give easily, most likely the spot on the floor.

True enough, after he's done tying you and checking your color, you yank a bit on the ropes, adjusting to figure out where it was. Ah, you were where you suspected all along. He hadn't shown you, blindfolding you after you dry humped a table and almost came twice, and then leading you to a clear area of the room to tie you up. There was a small handle that had been screwed into the floor, mainly so he could tie your ropes around it, acting as a leash to keep you in his hold.

"Spread your further legs for me, would you?"

You do your best to spread your thighs as far as you could, giving him plenty of access to your sopping cunt, no doubt that a wet spot had been visible on your panties from the moment you stripped down for him.

"I'm going to place this against your pretty pussy now, and you aren't allowed to move until I tell you, understood?"

"Yes, Master. Green."

You feel something cold and hard against your core, but it's unfamiliar. It didn't feel like any of the toys that the two of you had gotten together. He had mentioned something about fulfilling a long time fantasy of yours. What could it be? You tried to recall what you had told him you wanted to try when you first started BDSM, but then he said the magic words.

"Move."

You experimentally rolled your hips over it, rubbing yourself up and down the object. It was something that wasn't as long as some of your other toys, and you could detect exactly where Namjoon's hand was at the end of it. You continued humping against it, getting some of the slick from your panties onto it, feeling it warm with time as you stimulate your clit.

"Does that feel good, little one?" he inquires.

"So good, Master."

He presses it harder against you. "Faster, then."

You do as he says, rubbing yourself against it faster, feeling your abused clit tingle with pleasure. You whimper, pouting your lips as you felt the build up.

"What is it? Use your big girl words, little."

"C-Can I please cum, soon?"

"No," he says, and at that moment you feel disappointed, almost crushed. He continues, however, "You aren't allowed to cum until I take your blindfold off. Now, did I tell you to stop? Pick up the pace."

You do as you're told, scolding yourself for being so lost in his words that you had frozen in place. Diligently you roll your hips over it again, drawing out a moan as you continued to press against it, your clit firmly pressed against the object as you moved faster.

Your pace becomes a bit more furious, with more aggression at the moment as you feel the build-up towards the orgasm. The pent up emotions and need to cum leave you whimpering. You tug at your bindings, unable to move closer to secure yourself against the object. "M-Master..."

"You gonna cum little one? Are you going to cum for your Master?"

"Yes! Please let me cum..."

"Why should I, hm? Why should I give you what you want?"

"I've been good! Such a good girl for you, Master," you say, your voice a pleading whimper. "Let me cum for you, Master."

"All for me?"

"All for you."

You feel him yank up your blindfold, your eyes squinting as you adjusted to the lights. The first thing you processed were his eyes, blown out with lust. He sneered, using his free hand to grab you by the chin and force it down to point at your chest. "Look," he commanded.

That's when you saw it. The object you had been grinding against all this time had been a gun. The information hit you like a tidal wave, and your toes curled as you whimpered, grinding even harder against it. You didn't even know if it were loaded or not, but you liked the mystery, the possibility that it was. It was among the darkest kinks that you had revealed to your Master, and honestly, the one you had been hoping for the most. So to see it as a reality brought you over the brink.

"Are you gonna cum all over this gun? Bet your little pussy is quivering now, huh? You like being a dirty little and grinding against it?" He leaned in, rasping in your ear. "You don't even know if it's loaded or not, do you? Little sluts like you get off on the thrill, though, don't you?"

"Yes, yes, please let me cum, oh my god." You felt it build up, and you couldn't stop the movement of your hips, your arousal increasing by tenfold at the sight of your little cunt, lips spread even through the panties, gliding along the gun, with Namjoon to help you.

"Can I record you? I want to see you lose yourself."

Ah, that's right. Namjoon had his own personal porn stash of you doing the nastiest shit, from your first time doing shibari and being suspended, to being double stuffed, a dildo in your vagina and Namjoon's dick in your ass. He probably had hundreds of photos of his cum on your face, your dick in his mouth, or you spread eagle, your lips spread with two fingers to display yourself for the camera. He loved to call you his own personal pornstar, and you enjoyed the thought of him jerking off to you even when you weren't around.

"Yes, please. W-Want you to see what a dirty girl I am for you."

"Fuck, that's hot," he says, fishing his phone out to switch to the camera app. It points to you, making sure to include your face and your pussy as you continue to dry hump the weapon. "Are you close, little girl?"

"So close, Master."

"Mm, that's right. Dirty girl will hump anything, won't she? From Master to a gun, isn't that right?"

"M-Master, I'm close, let me c-"

"Cum."

You feel your eyes roll back at his command, and you lose yourself, straining and pulling against the ropes as you ride out your orgasm, feeling bliss spread throughout your limbs as your high overtakes you. Namjoon hisses, capturing all of it on camera, pressing the gun harder against your clit for more stimulation. "That's right, gimme that cum. Look what a mess you're leaving. I may have to make you lick it off."

You moan at the thought, letting your thighs quiver as you roll your head back, breathing heavily. The orgasm was strong, perhaps even more powerful than most you experienced, this one making you shake all over as you drifted off.

"Color, little one?"

Once you seem to settle down, back in reality, you look up to Namjoon with a droopy-eyed look, lips parted as you panted like an animal. "Green. Thank you, Master."

"Your welcome, little girl," he says. "Now, be good for Master and let him cum on your face, will you?"

You nod as he puts the gun down on the table, undoing his belt and whipping himself out. He's hard, the head a pretty shade of red, already covered in precum. You didn't think it was possible, but he was just as affected as you, perhaps even more aroused at the sight of you rutting and getting off on a weapon.

He strokes himself as you tilt your head back, your tongue wagging out as you await his orgasm. Namjoon doesn't tease himself, stroking himself fast, looking at you through the phone screen. Your eyes bore into the camera, lighting up with arousal, eager for his load.

He felt himself cream at that, spurts landing all over your face as he came. You accepted it, closing your eyes and letting him use you for his own needs. He pants, rubbing his hand over your cum-coated face, rubbing it in and spreading it on every inch. It was as though he intended to dehumanize you even further, and you loved it.

Once he was done he tapped against your lips, and you enveloped your mouth around three cum coated fingers, bobbing your head up and down as you looked straight into the camera, making sure your cock sucking lips were in full view as you licked every last drop.

"Fuck, you're perfect," Namjoon said, his voice closer to a growl as he praised you. He popped his fingers out of your mouth, and drool puddled over you. Not as though either of you really cared, though.

You simply smiled, playtime over as he put the phone down to untie you. Once you're free he carries you to the bedroom, beginning the aftercare to soothe you of any rope burns or bruises that would appear in the morning.

"I love you," you confess, the post-orgasmic glow washing over you still.

Your Master simply freezes at the words.