#Han pegging

[dandelions-143]

Pegging - Jisung

Kinktober Masterlist

Word Count: 5547

Warnings: MDNI, 18+ ONLY, Explicit Sexual Acts, Sex Toy, Anal Play

No summary just smut under the cut

You bit down on your bottom lip, your heart rate slowly calming down from how it had been hammering in your chest. Just minutes before you were writhing beneath Jisung. Moaning his name, pulling his hair, and scratching deep rivets down his wide back. He had given you the best orgasm you had ever experienced.

Jisung had also enjoyed a very riveting orgasm as he came inside you. You two had been dating for almost a year now and the sex had only gotten better. You never shied away from experimenting in the bedroom. Weather it be enjoying different positions or using toys. What Jisung didn’t know is that you had a surprise for him.

You knew he liked a little ass play, whether it be letting you grab his ass while you made out or giving it a little slap as he walked by. You had noticed how he seemed to enjoy it when you gripped his ass during foreplay. So, you decided to take things a step further. You had purchased a small strap-on and some lube.

You were a bundle of nerves and excitement as you contemplated introducing this new element to your sex life. The small strap-on and lube you'd purchased were hidden away, waiting for the right moment. You'd spent hours researching, reading articles, and even watching educational videos to ensure you understood the importance of communication, preparation, and safety.

As you lay there next to Jisung, your heart still racing from your recent lovemaking, you felt a mix of anticipation and apprehension. You'd rehearsed this conversation in your head countless times, but now that the moment had arrived, you found yourself second-guessing. What if he wasn't interested? What if it changed things between you?

Taking a deep breath to steady yourself, you turned to face Jisung. His face was still flushed, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. You reached out, tracing your fingers along his jawline, gathering courage from the familiar touch. This was Jisung, you reminded yourself. The man you trusted completely, who had always been open and understanding. With that thought bolstering your confidence, you decided it was time to bring up your idea.

You took a deep breath, your heart racing with anticipation. The room felt charged with electricity as you turned to face Jisung, his warm brown eyes meeting yours. Your fingers trembled slightly as they traced the contours of his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your touch.

"Jisung," you whispered, your voice barely audible over the sound of your own pulse thundering in your ears. You paused, gathering your courage, your tongue darting out to wet your suddenly dry lips. "There's something I'd like to try... something new."

Your hand continued its gentle exploration of his skin, drawing invisible patterns that matched the chaotic swirl of thoughts in your mind. You could feel the heat rising to your cheeks as you prepared to share your daring proposition, the words dancing on the tip of your tongue, both thrilling and terrifying in equal measure.

Jisung's eyes met yours, curiosity evident in his warm brown gaze. A soft smile played on his lips as he reached up, his calloused fingers gently cupping your cheek. The touch sent a shiver down your spine, heightening the anticipation already building within you. "What did you have in mind, baby?" he asked, his voice low and husky, a hint of excitement coloring his tone. The deep timbre of his words seemed to reverberate through your body, making your heart race even faster.

You couldn't help but lean into his touch, savoring the warmth of his hand against your skin. The air between you felt charged with electricity, the promise of something new and exciting hanging in the balance. As you prepared to share your daring idea, you noticed the way Jisung's pupils dilated slightly, a clear sign of his growing interest. The anticipation built within you, a delicious tension that made your skin tingle and your breath catch in your throat.

You swallowed nervously, your fingers tracing intricate patterns on his warm skin. The touch sent shivers down your spine, heightening the anticipation already building within you. "Well," you began, your voice barely above a whisper, the words catching in your throat. Your heart raced, pounding so lo udly you were sure Jisung could hear it. "I was thinking we could try something a little... different."

Your eyes flickered to his, searching for any sign of hesitation or discomfort. The room felt charged with electricity, the air thick with anticipation. You licked your suddenly dry lips, gathering courage for your next words. "How would you feel about me..." you paused, taking a deep breath, "using a strap-on... on you?"

The words hung in the air between you, heavy with implication. You watched Jisung's face intently, noting every micro-expression that flitted across his features - surprise, curiosity, and something that looked a lot like excitement. Your fingers continued their gentle exploration of his skin, a soothing gesture as much for your benefit as his.

Jisung's eyes widened, a complex mix of emotions flickering across his features. Surprise was evident in the slight parting of his lips, while intrigue sparkled in his dark eyes. He remained silent for a moment, his brow furrowing slightly as he processed your suggestion. You could almost see the gears turning in his mind, weighing the possibilities and implications.

After what felt like an eternity, a small, tentative smile began to tug at the corners of his lips. It was a smile that held a hint of excitement, a dash of nervousness, and a whole lot of trust. "I... I think I'd like that," he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. The words came out slightly shaky, betraying the mix of anticipation and apprehension he was feeling.

Jisung's gaze met yours, his eyes searching your face as if looking for reassurance. "But maybe we could start slow?" he added, his voice gaining a bit more strength. There was a vulnerability in his tone that made your heart swell with affection. His hand found yours, fingers intertwining as he gave it a gentle squeeze, silently communicating his trust in you.

You nodded, understanding his hesitation. "Of course, baby. We'll take it as slow as you need," you reassured him, your hand gently caressing his face. Your thumb traced soothing circles on his cheek, feeling the slight stubble beneath your fingertips. "We can start with just fingers first, get you used to the sensation." You leaned in closer, your breath warm against his ear as you continued, "I'll use one finger at first, nice and slow, letting you adjust to each new feeling."

Your free hand moved to rest on his chest, feeling his heartbeat quicken beneath your palm. "And we'll use plenty of lube to make sure you're comfortable," you added, your voice low and intimate. "I'll warm it up in my hands first, so it's not too cold on your skin." Your eyes locked with his, conveying all the love and care you felt. "We can stop at any time if it's too much. Your comfort and pleasure are my top priority, Jisung."

As you spoke, you noticed the way Jisung's pupils dilated slightly, a mix of nervousness and excitement dancing in his eyes. You placed a soft, reassuring kiss on his forehead, letting your lips linger for a moment. "We'll go at your pace, exploring together. I want this to be an amazing experience for both of us."

Jisung's smile widened, his eyes softening with a mixture of appreciation and anticipation. The warm brown of his irises seemed to melt as he gazed at you, a hint of vulnerability shimmering beneath the surface. He leaned in, his movements slow and deliberate, pressing a gentle, lingering kiss to your lips. The soft warmth of his mouth against yours sent a shiver down your spine, a physical manifestation of the trust and intimacy you shared.

"Thank you for being so understanding," he murmured against your mouth, his breath warm and sweet on your skin. His voice was low and husky, filled with emotion that made your heart swell. "I trust you completely," he continued, his words punctuated by another soft, tender kiss. "And I'm excited to try this with you." As he spoke, his hand found yours, fingers intertwining in a gesture that spoke volumes about the depth of your connection. The slight tremor in his touch betrayed a mix of nervousness and eager anticipation, mirroring the butterflies fluttering in your own stomach.

Your heart swelled with love and excitement as you gazed into Jisung's eyes. The trust and intimacy between you had never felt stronger. Gently, you pulled him closer, your bodies pressing together as you whispered, "We'll make this amazing for both of us." Your lips met in a deep, passionate kiss, sealing your promise and igniting the spark for your next adventure together.

As you both caught your breath, the air around you seemed to crackle with renewed energy and anticipation. The promise of this new experience hung between you, exciting and slightly nerve-wracking. Jisung's hand found yours, intertwining your fingers as he pulled you closer, his eyes sparkling with a mix of love and desire. "So," he whispered, a playful smirk tugging at his lips, "when do we start?"

Your heart raced with excitement at Jisung's eagerness. You couldn't help but smile, your fingers tracing along his jawline. "How about we start with a little exploration right now?" you suggested, your voice low and sultry. Slowly, you let your hand trail down his body, watching his eyes darken with desire.

Your fingers danced teasingly along his skin, eliciting a soft gasp from Jisung. His body responded to your touch, arching slightly towards you. "I'd love that," he breathed, his voice shaky with anticipation. You smiled, leaning in to capture his lips in a passionate kiss, your hand continuing its exploratory journey down his body.

As your hand moved lower, you could feel Jisung's breath quicken. His body trembled slightly under your touch, a mix of nervousness and excitement evident in his reactions. You paused, looking into his eyes, silently asking for permission to continue. Jisung nodded, his gaze filled with trust and desire.

Slowly, you let your hand trail down his body, your fingers ghosting over his heated skin. Your touch was feather-light, barely there, yet it left a trail of goosebumps in its wake. Jisung shivered at the sensation, his breath catching in his throat as your fingertips danced across his chest, tracing the contours of his defined muscles.

His eyes fluttered closed, long lashes casting shadows on his flushed cheeks as he surrendered himself to your ministrations. You watched in awe as his lips parted slightly, soft sighs of pleasure escaping with each exhale. The sight of him so vulnerable and trusting beneath your touch sent a thrill through your body.

You took your time, savoring every moment, every inch of his skin. Your fingers explored the dip of his collarbone, the curve of his shoulders, the planes of his abdomen. Each touch was deliberate, designed to build the anticipation and desire between you both. You could feel the tension in Jisung's body growing, his muscles taut beneath your fingertips as he fought to stay still under your teasing caresses.

Your fingers finally reached their destination, gently caressing Jisung's hardened cock. You marveled at the silky smoothness of his skin, contrasting with the rigid firmness beneath. As your fingertips traced the prominent vein along his shaft, you felt it pulse with desire. Jisung let out a soft, breathy moan, his hips instinctively bucking into your touch. His reaction sent a thrill through your body, igniting your own arousal.

The room filled with the sound of his shallow breathing, punctuated by quiet whimpers of pleasure. You continued your exploration, your thumb circling the sensitive head of his cock, spreading the beads of precum that had gathered there. Each touch seemed to heighten Jisung's sensitivity, his body trembling beneath your ministrations. You watched in fascination as his abdominal muscles clenched and unclenched, a physical manifestation of the pleasure coursing through him.

As you stroked him with increasing pressure and speed, you could feel the tension building in Jisung's body. His breathing became more ragged, his moans growing louder and more frequent. The heat of his skin seemed to radiate through your hand, a testament to the intensity of his arousal. With each passing moment, each careful touch, you were bringing him closer to the edge of ecstasy, reveling in the power and intimacy of the moment.

You watched in awe as Jisung's face contorted with pleasure, his lips parted in a silent moan. His brows furrowed slightly, eyes squeezed shut as waves of sensation washed over him. A light sheen of sweat glistened on his forehead, catching the soft light of the room. The sight of him so vulnerable and trusting beneath your touch sent a shiver of excitement down your spine, your own breath catching in your throat.

Gently, you leaned in to capture his lips in a passionate kiss. Your tongue slipped past his parted lips, exploring the warmth of his mouth as you swallowed his soft whimpers. The taste of him, mixed with the lingering sweetness of the wine you'd shared earlier, was intoxicating. Your fingers continued their intimate exploration, tracing patterns on his heated skin, feeling the rapid rise and fall of his chest.

"Turn over for me, baby," you murmured against his lips, your voice low and husky with desire. Your breath ghosted over his skin, causing a visible shiver to run through his body. You pulled back slightly, your eyes meeting his. In them, you saw a swirling mix of trust, anticipation, and raw need that made your heart race even faster.

Jisung hesitated for a moment, his eyes searching yours. You could see the internal struggle playing out across his features - a mix of excitement, nervousness, and trust. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, gathering his courage. Then, with a deep, shaky breath that you could feel trembling through his entire body, he slowly turned over onto his stomach.

As he settled into position, you couldn't help but admire the expanse of his back now exposed to you. The soft light in the room cast gentle shadows across the planes of his muscles, highlighting every dip and curve. You noticed the slight tension in his shoulders, the way his fingers gripped the sheets just a little too tightly. It was a beautiful juxtaposition - the strength of his physique against the vulnerability of the moment.

Gently, you ran your hand down his spine, starting at the nape of his neck. Your touch was feather-light, barely grazing his skin, but you felt him shiver beneath your fingers. Goosebumps erupted in the wake of your caress, a physical manifestation of his heightened sensitivity. You watched, fascinated, as the muscles in his back rippled and relaxed under your ministrations.

"Relax, baby," you whispered, your voice low and soothing. You leaned down, your lips barely brushing his ear as you spoke. The warmth of your breath caused another visible shudder to run through him. Slowly, deliberately, you placed a soft, lingering kiss on his shoulder, tasting the salt on his skin. "I've got you," you murmured against his flesh, feeling him melt further into the mattress at your words.

Your hands worked their way down his back, your fingers kneading the tense muscles with practiced precision. You could feel the knots of tension slowly melting away under your touch. As your hands descended lower, you paid special attention to the small of his back, applying gentle pressure in circular motions. Jisung let out a soft sigh of contentment, his body gradually relaxing into the mattress.

When your fingers finally reached the curve of his ass, you felt Jisung tense momentarily. His breath hitched, a barely audible gasp escaping his lips. You paused, your touch feather-light, giving him time to adjust to the new sensation. Slowly, you felt the tension ebb away as he relaxed into your touch, his muscles softening beneath your fingertips.

Leaning down, you began to trail soft, open-mouthed kisses along the length of his spine. Your lips brushed against each vertebra, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake. As you moved, you whispered words of encouragement and love, your breath hot against his skin. "You're doing so well, baby," you murmured, your voice low and soothing. The vibration of your words seemed to travel through his body, eliciting a small shiver.

Your lips found the sensitive spot at the nape of his neck, and you lingered there for a moment, placing a gentle kiss. "Just let me take care of you," you breathed, your words a promise and a plea. You could feel Jisung's pulse quicken beneath your lips, his body responding to your touch and your words in equal measure. The room was filled with the sound of his shallow breathing and the rustle of sheets as he shifted slightly, pressing back into your touch, silently asking for more.

You reached for the bottle of lube on the nightstand, warming a generous amount between your fingers. "I'm going to start with just one finger, okay?" you said softly, your free hand gently caressing Jisung's lower back. "Remember to breathe and tell me if you want me to stop or slow down." With utmost care, you began to circle his entrance, allowing him to adjust to the sensation before slowly pressing your finger inside.

Jisung gasped softly as your finger entered him, his body tensing briefly before melting into the sensation. You paused, allowing him time to adjust, while your free hand gently caressed his lower back. "So good for me," you murmured, peppering his spine with tender kisses. "Tell me how it feels."

Jisung's breath hitched, a low, throaty moan escaping his lips. His fingers curled into the sheets, knuckles turning white with the intensity of his grip. "It's... different," he panted, his voice thick with a mixture of pleasure and uncertainty. A shiver ran down his spine, causing goosebumps to erupt across his skin. "But good. So good. Keep going, please," he added, his words barely above a whisper.

Encouraged by his words, you slowly began to move your finger, feeling the tight heat enveloping it. You explored gently, your movements careful and deliberate as you stretched him. Your other senses heightened, you could hear every hitched breath, every soft whimper that fell from Jisung's lips. You showered his back with soft, open-mouthed kisses, your lips trailing a path of fire along his spine. Between kisses, you whispered praises, your breath hot against his skin. "You're doing so well, baby," you murmured, feeling him shudder beneath you.

Your free hand moved from his back, trailing down his side, feeling the tremors that ran through his body. You reached beneath him, your fingers wrapping around his strained cock. It was hot and heavy in your hand, already slick with precum. Gently, you began to pump his length, your movements slow and teasing, matching the rhythm of your finger inside him. The dual stimulation drew a deep, guttural groan from Jisung, his hips bucking slightly, caught between pushing back onto your finger and thrusting into your hand.

As you continued your ministrations, you could feel Jisung's body responding more intensely to your touch. His breathing became heavier, ragged pants punctuated by soft, needy moans of pleasure. The muscles in his back rippled with each movement, a thin sheen of sweat glistening on his skin in the dim light. Encouraged by his reactions, you slowly introduced a second finger, feeling the tight heat envelop you as you carefully stretched and prepared him.

The sensation of being filled seemed to ignite something within Jisung. His hips began to move more urgently, pushing back against your fingers with increasing desperation. You could feel the tremors running through his body, the way his thighs quivered with each thrust. His fingers clutched at the sheets, knuckles turning white with the intensity of his grip.

Jisung's pleasure mounted visibly, his body writhing beneath you as he sought more stimulation. You curled your fingers slightly, searching for that spot that would send him over the edge. When you found it, Jisung's reaction was instantaneous - a sharp gasp followed by a long, drawn-out moan that seemed to come from deep within his chest. His back arched beautifully, pressing his ass further into your hand as he chased the sensation.

You couldn't help but marvel at how responsive Jisung was becoming to your touch. His body quivered with each movement of your fingers, muscles tensing and relaxing in a mesmerizing dance of pleasure. The sight of him completely vulnerable, his back arching gracefully, sent a thrill of excitement coursing through your veins. His skin was flushed, a light sheen of sweat making it glisten in the soft light of the room.

You leaned down, pressing soft, open-mouthed kisses along his shoulder blades. The taste of salt on your lips only heightened your senses. As you continued to work him open, you could feel the tremors running through his body, each one a testament to the pleasure you were giving him. Your free hand never ceased its ministrations, stroking his length with a rhythm that matched the movement of your fingers inside him.

Jisung's breath came in short, sharp gasps, punctuated by low, guttural moans that sent shivers down your spine. "You feel amazing." The vibrations of your voice seemed to travel through his body, eliciting another series of breathless whimpers that filled the room.

You kissed the curve of his ass, your lips leaving a trail of fire on his heated skin. Your tongue darted out, tracing a tantalizing path along the sensitive flesh. "I think you're relaxed enough to try the strap-on, if you want?" you murmured, your breath hot against his skin. Your hands kneaded his flesh gently, fingers tracing soothing circles as you continued to pepper his skin with soft, open-mouthed kisses.

Jisung's breath hitched audibly at your words, his body trembling with a mixture of anticipation and nervous energy. You could see the goosebumps erupting across his skin, a physical manifestation of his arousal. He turned his head slightly, his eyes meeting yours. The lust in his gaze was palpable, his pupils dilated with desire. "Yes," he breathed, his voice a husky whisper that sent shivers down your spine. "I want to try it. I trust you completely." The vulnerability in his tone made your heart swell with affection.

Your heart raced with excitement, a heady mix of arousal and anticipation coursing through your veins. With slightly trembling hands, you reached for the strap-on and more lube. The toy felt weighty in your hands, a promise of pleasure to come. You took a moment to put it on, adjusting the straps to ensure a snug fit. The small device designed to stimulate your clit pressed against you, sending a jolt of pleasure through your body.

With gentle hands, you positioned yourself behind Jisung, taking a moment to admire his beautiful form. The soft light in the room cast shadows across the planes of his back, highlighting the dips and curves of his muscles. Your fingers traced the line of his spine, feeling him shiver under your touch. "Remember, baby," you whispered, your voice a mix of soothing reassurance and raw desire, "if anything feels uncomfortable or you want to stop, just say the word.”

You reached for the lube, the cool gel a stark contrast to the heat of your skin. With meticulous care, you slicked the toy generously, ensuring it was thoroughly coated. Your free hand never ceased its gentle caresses on Jisung's lower back, feeling the slight tremors running through his body. The anticipation was palpable, hanging heavy in the air between you, electric and charged with promise.

With utmost care, you slowly pressed the tip of the toy against Jisung's entrance. The silicone was cool and slick with lube, a stark contrast to the heat radiating from his body. You felt him tense slightly, his muscles clenching involuntarily. His breath caught in his throat, a soft gasp escaping his lips. The sound sent throbs throughout your swollen clit, a mixture of arousal and concern.

"Breathe, baby," you whispered, your voice low and soothing. Your free hand gently stroked his back, tracing soothing circles along his spine. You could feel the slight tremors running through his body, a physical manifestation of his nervous excitement. "I've got you," you reassured him, your touch firm yet gentle, grounding him in the moment.

Slowly, ever so slowly, you began to push forward. The resistance was palpable, Jisung's body initially fighting against the intrusion. You paused, giving him time to adjust, your eyes fixed on his face, watching for any signs of discomfort. As you felt him start to relax, you continued your gentle pressure. Gradually, you felt the resistance give way, Jisung's body accepting the intrusion. The sight of the toy disappearing into him, inch by tantalizing inch, sent a jolt of arousal through your core.

You began a slow, steady rhythm, pulling out almost completely before pushing back in with deliberate care. The sensation was exquisite; each movement sent waves of pleasure through your body as the toy stimulated your clit. The pressure and friction against your sensitive flesh built with every thrust, sending sparks of electricity up your spine.

Jisung's moans grew louder and more desperate, filling the room with a symphony of pleasure. His hips began to move in tandem with yours, pushing back to meet each of your thrusts. The sight of him writhing beneath you, seeking more pleasure, was intoxicating. You could feel the tremors running through his body, the way his muscles tensed and relaxed with each movement.

The toy slid in and out with increasing ease, Jisung's body now fully relaxed and accepting. You angled your hips slightly, searching for that spot that would drive him wild. When you found it, Jisung's reaction was immediate and intense. His back arched beautifully, a long, drawn-out moan escaping his lips as he pressed back against you, silently begging for more.

You noticed one of Jisung's hands reach between his trembling thighs to caress his throbbing length. His fingers wrapped around himself, stroking with a slow, teasing rhythm that matched your thrusts. The sight of him pleasuring himself while you were inside him sent a wave of intense heat through your body, your skin tingling with heightened sensitivity.

You couldn't help but moan at the erotic display, the sound low and primal in your throat. Your hips moved with more urgency, the angle of your thrusts changing slightly to hit that spot that made Jisung gasp and shudder. The room filled with the sounds of your shared pleasure - the slick noises of your movements, the creaking of the bed, and the harmony of your mingled moans and gasps.

"That's it, baby," you encouraged, your voice husky with desire, barely more than a whisper. "Show me how good it feels." Your eyes raked over his form, drinking in every detail - the way his back arched, the tension in his thighs, the glistening of sweat on his skin. You could see the muscles in his arm flexing as he stroked himself, his movements becoming more frantic as the pleasure built.

The air was thick with the symphony of your shared ecstasy, the room filled with a cacophony of sensual sounds. Jisung's deep, guttural moans reverberated through the space, intertwining with your breathless gasps and whimpers. The rhythmic creaking of the bed frame added a steady beat to your passionate melody as you both raced towards the pinnacle of pleasure.

With each deliberate thrust, the toy sent electric waves of pleasure coursing through your core, building an exquisite tension that coiled tighter and tighter. The pressure against your sensitive flesh intensified with every movement, sending sparks of sensation radiating outward. Your skin tingled with heightened sensitivity, every nerve ending alive and singing with pleasure.

Jisung's movements grew increasingly frantic beneath you. His hand became a blur as he stroked himself with desperate urgency, his fingers tightening and relaxing in a mesmerizing rhythm. You could see the muscles in his arm flexing with each motion, the sheen of sweat making his skin glisten in the dim light. His breath came in short, sharp pants, punctuated by low, needy moans that sent shivers down your spine. The sight of him writhing in ecstasy, teetering on the very edge of release, was intoxicating and pushed you closer to your own climax.

As you felt your own orgasm approaching, you leaned down to whisper in Jisung's ear, your breath hot against his skin. "Come for me, baby," you urged, your voice dripping with desire. Your words seemed to push Jisung over the edge, his body tensing beneath you as he cried out in ecstasy. His back arched beautifully, pressing against your chest as waves of pleasure coursed through him. You could feel the tremors running through his body, his muscles contracting rhythmically around the toy.

The intensity of Jisung's orgasm rippled through both of your bodies, pushing you over the edge as well. The sight of his release, combined with the relentless pressure against your clit, sent you spiraling into your own climax. You cried out in pleasure, your hips stuttering as waves of ecstasy washed over you. Your vision blurred, and for a moment, all you could focus on was the overwhelming sensation of bliss that consumed you both.

As the aftershocks subsided, you gently pulled out, taking care not to overstimulate Jisung's sensitive flesh. You collapsed beside him on the bed, both of you panting heavily. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and sex, a tangible reminder of your passionate encounter. You turned your head to look at Jisung, admiring the flush that spread across his cheeks and down his chest, his hair a beautiful mess against the pillows.

For a moment, you both lay there in blissful silence, basking in the afterglow of your shared experience. The room was filled with a warm, intimate atmosphere, the air still heavy with the scent of your passion. You could feel the gentle rise and fall of Jisung's chest against yours, his breathing slowly returning to normal. The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a golden hue across his skin, accentuating the sheen of sweat that still clung to his body.

Jisung turned his head to meet your gaze, his eyes filled with a mixture of love, wonder, and vulnerability. The depth of emotion in his gaze made your heart skip a beat. "That was... incredible," he whispered, his voice still slightly breathless, a hint of awe coloring his tone. You noticed the way his lips, slightly swollen from your earlier kisses, curved into a soft smile. You smiled back, reaching out to gently caress his cheek, feeling the warmth of his flushed skin beneath your fingertips. The slight stubble on his jaw tickled your palm, a tactile reminder of his masculinity.

With careful movements, mindful of any potential discomfort Jisung might be feeling, you took off the strap-on and set it aside on the nightstand. You made a mental note to clean it later, but for now, your focus was entirely on Jisung. You pulled him into your arms, relishing the feeling of skin against skin. You held him close, feeling the rapid beating of his heart against your chest, gradually slowing to a steady rhythm. The warmth of his body against yours was comforting, grounding you in the moment.

"How are you feeling?" you asked softly, running your fingers through his hair. You could feel the slight dampness at the roots, evidence of the intensity of your shared experience. Your fingers massaged his scalp gently, a soothing gesture meant to relax him further. Jisung nuzzled into your neck, his breath warm against your skin. A contented sigh escaped his lips, the sound reverberating through your body.

"Amazing," Jisung murmured, his voice filled with warmth and contentment. You could feel the curve of his smile against your neck. "I love you.” His words sent a wave of tenderness through you, filling your chest with a warmth that had nothing to do with physical exertion. He lifted his head to meet your gaze, his eyes shining with affection. The trust and love you saw there made your breath catch in your throat. He leaned in, closing the small distance between you to place a soft, tender kiss on your lips. The kiss was gentle, unhurried, a stark contrast to the passion of earlier but no less meaningful.

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[wannaeatramyeon]

Jake Kim x Reader: SINU!

G/N. Crack. Feat a lil Sinu.

"What's wrong with Jake?" Sinu whispers into your ear. You turn towards him and he flinches at your face.

Between your pained and contorted grimace, and Jake's frankly disgusting sneeze - he's not sure which one is more horrifying. Seriously, nightmare fuel. Match made in... hell?

"It's a-" You pause, thinking of a nice way to put this, "habit he has recently picked up."

"Tsh, why's he gotta use my name like that though."

"SINU! SINU!" Jake staggers with the force of his sneezes, face scrunched and eyes clamped tight. Snot and spittle spraying everywhere.

"Gross," You and Sinu murmur in sync at the repulsive sight.

"Morning!" Jake spots you two across the street, throwing a smile for his former Boss and a wink for you.

Which usually would have a 100% effective rate if not for the previous display... and the snot still on his face.

[cloudyysworld]

The Skywalkers are botto- *gunshot*

[stillsolo]

              ❝𝙶𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚂  𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙽𝙴𝚁’𝚂  𝙾𝙽  𝙼𝙴  𝙵𝙾𝚁  𝚃𝙷𝙴  𝙽𝙴𝚇𝚃  𝚆𝙴𝙴𝙺,  𝙷𝚄𝙷?❞  𝚂𝙾𝙻𝙾  𝙾𝙵𝙵𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷  𝙰𝙽  𝙸𝙽𝚂𝙾𝙻𝙴𝙽𝚃  𝙶𝚁𝙸𝙽 ,   though he knew even as he said it that a week’s worth of hot meals wouldn’t come close to covering the cost, not with the current price of bacta on the black markets skyrocketing to the point of absurdity.  ❝an’ who says i need bacta?❞   wishful thinking for sure, but a man could always dream.

the truth was han didn’t want the bacta, albeit not because he wouldn’t make good use of it.  stars knew he could use a dab if only to staunch the blood still trickling down his right side.  but bacta had long since become a luxury item, thanks to the empire’s ever-tightening grip on the galaxy’s supply—a situation he, in a twisted bit of irony, helped to worsen by aiding the rebels at yavin.  with the rebellion’s status now upgraded from a minor nuisance to a serious thorn in the empire’s side, bacta was rarer than ever, flat-out unobtainable in some sectors.

han couldn’t—wouldn’t take more than what jyn had freely given him.  the idea of accepting more, knowing the potential stakes—after directly involving her—made his gut clench in a way that had very little to do with his injuries.

besides, growing up under shrike, this was hardly new. there were plenty of times he should’ve ended up in the medical bay, but since the bastard had never bothered, too tightfisted to even consider first aid, han learned early on to endure affliction like an unwelcome but familiar guest.  this was fine; he could handle it.   what gnawed at him wasn’t really the pain itself anyway, but the way it always dragged him back to a past he’d been trying for years to bury.

          ❝can’t say for sure what set ’em off. didn’t do much except ask the right questions.❞ or the wrong ones, given the mess they were in now.   the men who jumped him could’ve been thugs unrelated to his recon, or maybe they’d originally planned to cash in on his active bounty, but something clicked at the last second and they realized killing or kidnapping him wasn’t worth the inevitable headache—unless, of course, they wanted the rebel princess, the last jedi, and an enraged wookiee crawling up their asses within the week.

❝i’d say they didn’t take kindly to people pokin’ around, especially not some corellian with a military background.❞  his military career wasn’t anything to brag about; short-lived, full of as many commendations as reprimands, dishonorable discharge — but that didn’t negate its legitimacy.   ❝might be a shot in the dark, but there’s a decent chance they think i’m corsec.❞

although his official discharge was more than a few years ago, it wasn’t uncommon for corellians who’d washed out of the empire’s forces to end up in the ranks of corellia’s law enforcement agency, corsec.  they were always on the lookout for fresh blood, for men and women who didn’t quite fit the empire’s mold but had the grit and street sense that corsec thrived on. corellians, after all, weren’t exactly known best for toeing the line.  they had a reputation for living fast and loose, guided more by personal codes than by any official rulebook.  but when it came to corsec, there was an undeniable harmony han had observed firsthand, a strange but compelling mix of corellian pride and shared understanding that seemed to keep his people in check.   maybe it was a deep-seated sense of identity across history, or maybe it was because corsec only recruited the best of the best, the ones trusted to uphold a reputation that was more legend than law.

either way, any crime organization with a modicum of self-preservation would be wary of attracting the attention of an outfit recognized as one of the most effective police forces in the galaxy, especially for those operating anywhere near the corellian system.

❝got one problem with that: no sclavoj would risk taking out a corsec officer,❞ han continued after a measured beat, mostly to distract himself as he blindly reached for the scalpel again, overshooting it once, twice, the throbbing pain in his leg making his head spin as though someone had set fire to the remaining fabric still squeezing his lower half.   he glanced down, hands trembling, then sliced through the fabric drawn taut across his hips, letting out a near-audible sigh of relief as the material snapped apart to reveal a mottled expanse of bruises, ugly mauve splotches fanning from below his waistline down the length of his swollen upper thigh.

            to hell with modesty, han thought, collapsing back onto the ruined couch, now half-naked and fairly delirious from blood loss.   nothing sexy about looking like an old piece of beaten-up fruit.   he turned his head slowly, welcoming the rough grind of thick hair against the couch as it anchored him to the present moment, to reality.   ❝you—uh, ever run into ’em?❞

over the past few months jyn had worked on and off again with solo, she'd seen him in worse conditions than this. to be as reckless and mouthy as someone like him is, he has to be more resilient than the average sentient. that's not to say his current appearance isn't in a sorry state . . . yet she's seen him walk out of fights he shouldn't have survived with a smirk on his face and a swagger in his step. there's a look in his eyes she so rarely sees, the kind of look that comes from staring some fragment of your past in the face. whatever had happened in that fight, it's not the physical injuries that are currently hurting him most ; instead, it's the equivalent of what happens to her when she's reminded of something that she'd shoved deep down in the cave in her mind but it hadn't stayed down.

but if he's going for levity, then she'll follow his head. there are some lines that she won't cross and this is one of them. despite herself, she cares for solo –– not enough to play nurse for him, yet after she tosses her medkit to him, she remains in close proximity, just in case. " yeah ? " she retorts, the easy air to her words at odds with the tension in the room. once he reveals the dark mess of his leg, she winces in sympathy, though doesn't move from where she stands. if he needs help, he'll ask –– they both know he's more than capable of patching himself on his own. " will dinner and drinks cover the cost of all the bacta you're using or will this be more of a dine and dash sort of situation ? "

based on his injuries, it looks like the situation had been more than just a simple mugging. she gives him plenty of shit but solo can take care of himself. besides, he's got the look of someone that makes other people look twice before messing with him. while the two of them may not blend in with the upper echelons of society, they certainly fit in a place like this ; when she leaves the flat, she ensures that she's visibly armed. this, combined with what he tells her next, cements her belief that this hadn't been a random mugging, but rather something personal.

her hands tighten into fists. there aren't many people she cares about in the galaxy but the ones she does . . . when she speaks, she keeps her voice, calm, level, though there's an undercurrent of a promise of violence woven throughout it. " you do anything to piss 'em off ? " she asks, even though it's more rhetorical than anything else. ( knowing han, the answer is probably yes, even if he'd been in the right. ) she perches on the arm of the chair next to him, hawkish eyes observing him as he patches up yet another wound.

the iriso neg gilto –– it does ring a bell, if only barely. other than having heard whispers of the organization and their underground slaving ring, she knows very little. " not much, " she admits. " whispers, same as you. the kind of boogeymen parents tell their kids about to get them to behave. " but if what han's saying is true –– and she believes he believes it, at least, seeing as he wouldn't lie about such a grave matter like this –– then there's a much bigger problem on this planet than the alliance had originally imagined.

though this has nothing to do with the current operation she'd been tasked with, she has no intention of letting solo deal with this on his own. slavers are some of the worst scum in the galaxy, even without the empire's influence ; she wants nothing more than to clear out the entire organization at once, to cut one of the head off of the hydra. " so –– what now ? if it's them, then they've already made it clear what they'll do to you if you get too close again. " as she thinks, she drums her fingers on her leg. " 'sides, you're not going anywhere 'til you heal up a bit. " capabilities aside, pain and injuries will make even the best agent sloppy eventually. in her mind, there's only one path forward, at least for the time being. " i'll give it a few hours, then head out myself. " she's an unknown factor –– for now. " you got the coordinates of where you were jumped ? figure i'll start there, see if i can catch a lead. "

[ryxiez]

nsfw twt links

sub!stray kids

: ̗̀➛ Edging Chan until he shakes (definitely crys later)

: ̗̀➛ Jerking off Minho while he whines

: ̗̀➛ Pegging Changbin so rough he comes everywhere

: ̗̀➛ Needy Hyunjin playing with himself after a show

: ̗̀➛ Horny Han coming all over his chest at the dorms

: ̗̀➛ Fingering and pumping kitty Felix with thigh highs

: ̗̀➛ Kissing Seungmin’s pretty waist while you play with him

: ̗̀➛ Using a vibrater on Jeongin to overstimulate him

[dandelions-143]

Eight Day Collaboration With @valkyriexo

None of what you're about to read and experience will be overly summarized. I want you to dive into each piece completely blind, with only the expectation of tapping into your deepest—and possibly darkest—fantasies. Happy Kinktober

10/2

Jeongin - Public Sex

10/3

Chan - Mirror Play/Hate sex

10/4

Minho - Tit Fucking

10/5

Seungmin - Face sitting

10/6

Felix - Food Play

10/7

Hyunjin - Blindfold

10/8

Changbin feat. Chan - Voyerism

10/9

Han - Begging and Overstimulation

The end of Kinktober Collab with @valkyriexo ♥️

Go check out her other works! Here

10/10

Jeongin - Dry Humping

10/11

Seungmin - Breath Play

10/12

Felix - Phone Sex

10/13

Jisung - Collaring

10/14

Hyunjin - Wax Play

10/15

Changbin - Somnophilia

10/16

Minho - Fear Play

10/17

Chan - Impact Play

10/18

Jeongin - First Time

10/19

Seungmin - Mutual Masterbation

10/20

Felix - Sensation Play

10/21

Jisung - Pegging

10/22

Hyunjin - Sex Tape

10/23

Changbin feat. Hyunjin - Kinbaku

10/24

Minho - Make Up Sex

10/25

Chan - Breeding

10/26

Seungmin - Biting/Vampirism

10/27

Jeongin - Face Fucking

10/28

Han - Stalking

10/29

Minho - Toy Play

10/30

Changbin - Shower

10/31

Chan & Felix - Double Penetration

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[moonlightndaydreams]

Coming soon! *** UPDATE*** I’ve written it!! It’s here

Dom Jisung gets his girlfriend to peg him.

Yep. It’s formulating in my mind

Format: hard thoughts, Drabble, actual scenario (I haven’t decided). **** UPDATE >>>> it’s going to be a CEO Han short story!!!

@noellllslut our convos have inspired me.

@kangnina @channieandhisgoonsquad suffer with us.

[minki-moo]

𝙎𝙏𝙍𝘼𝙔𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙕 𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙆𝙏𝙊𝘽𝙀𝙍 ‧₊˚ ☁️

↳ updating every day of kinktober! ↳ will mostly be drabbles or short fics (500-1k wc)

day 1 ♡ changbin - breeding day 2 ♡ wooyoung - pegging day 3 ♡ chan - daddy kink day 4 ♡ hongjoong - praise day 5 ♡ lee know - edging day 6 ♡ yunho - somnophilia day 7 ♡ jeongin - pet play day 8 ♡ mingi - squirting day 9 ♡ seungmin - dacryphilia day 10 ♡ seonghwa - rollplay day 11 ♡ hyunjin - bondage day 12 ♡ jongho - overstimulation day 13 ♡ han - voyeurism day 14 ♡ san - pegging pt.2 day 15 ♡ felix - mommy kink day 16 ♡ yeosang - dry humping day 17 ♡ yunho + mingi - cucking day 18 ♡ hyunjin - choking day 19 ♡ changbin - lingerie day 20 ♡ seonghwa - tentacles day 21 ♡ wooyoung + san + yeosang - foursome day 22 ♡ jeongin - toys day 23 ♡yeosang - crossdressing day 24 ♡ san - exhibitionism day 25 ♡ wooyoung + changbin - threesome day 26 ♡ han - thigh riding day 27 ♡ lee know - spanking day 28 ♡ jongho - strength kink day 29 ♡ felix - thigh fucking day 30 ♡ seungmin - degradation day 31 ♡ chan + hongjoong - surprise ;)

[straykids-2000]

Asking stray kids if you can dom them

Bangchan

He wouldn't be opposed to it

Actually, he would love to give up control

His all ways has to be in control from being the leader of stray kids to the fan

It's nice to finally give up control

Before even doing anything, tho he wants to talk about and learn a little bit.

When his ready, he'll shyly tell you

He'll be a moaning, whimpering mess before you even start

If you're pegging him, then he'll want you to hold his hands

He will hide his face in your neck

Calls you mommy/daddy then gets shy

When you're done, he's so far gone in Subspace

✨️Aftercare✨️

"So cute, baby." You whispered, making him cover his face,

You chuckled and moved his arms as you softly thrust into him "please mommy/daddy so good." He said nails, digging into your back

Leeknow

At first his not sure, but after a bit of talking then he'll give it a chance

And he loved it

Lowkey (highkey) is a brat at first

Will talk back and talk about how it's better when he fucks you

When his finally realized how good you're making him feel.

He'll be a moaning mess

He will, in fact, claw you back and bite your neck.

If you call him kitten, he'll fall into his subspace faster.

Likes it when you degrade and praise him at the same time

If you are pegging him

He'll want to ride you

Will fondle your chest

Minho whimpered as he looked down at you, marking his thighs

He threw his head back and grabbed your hair "fuck, fuck please I'm sorry."

You groaned and waved his hands away from your head. " I know, kitten, but you were bad got punished you." You said and smirked as you leaned down back to his thigh

Changbin

Changbin will be right on board

Is a pillow princess

Absolutely loves it when you kiss him well riding him or pegging him

Loves to be praised

Call him babygirl and he'll cum right there

If you make him ride you, he'll cry and beg you to do the work

If you're strong then he want you to fuck him against a wall

Isn't really a big fan of degrading

It really depends on what you say doesn't mind being called a slut

Would love to roleplay

He wants you to mark him and talk him through it.

Has a breeding kink

"Please breed me." Changbin moaned, holding your shoulders.

"I know, baby, I know, baby." You groaned, kissing his neck

Hyunjin

Doesn't openly show it but is very excited.

Has been thinking about it for a long time

He doesn't want you to be gentle with him, but he won't openly tell you that.

You'll have to push him enough to tell you what he wants

He'll put his hand on yours and bring it to his neck for you to choke him

Loves when you degrade him

Call him your little slut or whore and he'll melt

Overstimulate or edge him

Claws at your back

Massive pain kick

Slap him, bite him, and he'll be begging for more

He'll be a brat on purpose, so he'll get a punishment

Hyunjin grabbed your hand and placed it on his throat. You squeezed, making his eyes roll back.

"Such a dirty slut." You said and used your other hand and slapped his ass.

Jisung

Immediately in bed, ready to be fucked

Ass up head down

Has been waiting since you started dating even before that

Doesn't care where you fuck him

Kitchen, bedroom, living room, doesn't care

Also has a breeding kink

Will dress up in a lingerie or a dress

And put on makeup just for it to get ruined

Will call you whatever you want daddy,mommy,mistress,Master

Likes it rough but also gentle(if that makes sense)

He'll be so fucked out that he goes cross-eyed

Loves sucking on your chest

"So good mommy/daddy don't stop feels so good" han moaned out as he folded your chest

you grabbed han hair, pulling his head back. You leaned down to kiss his neck, "so pretty"

Felix

Acts shocked as if he hadn't been hinting to it

Has the biggest feminist kink

Call him baby girl, doll, princess, and his eyes are rolling back

Very vocal in bed from the beginning to the end

Likes to call you daddy (female or not)

If you put my in front of one of his nicknames, he'll cum on the spot

Whould love to be fucked in public.

Will try anything once

He loves to Roleplay his favorite roleplay is nerd and cheerleader/jock

Wants to be recorded while you fuck him

Loves to eat you out

"Such a pretty little slut." You said walking around felix with a camera.

"Say hi babygirl."

Felix whimpered as he tried to smile.

Seungmin

His not really up for it a first.

But then he started to think about it and looked into it and realized how fun it looks

Will shyly ask if you're still up to dom him

He wants to try petplay

Loves to ride your strap on

Likes to lick and suck on your neck

Trys kissing you will you fuck him

Will cling to you as you fuck him arm holding onto you tightly

Loves being called puppy or pup

Loves to cuddle after your done wants to be held.

Giggles, when you kiss all over his face

He definitely wouldn't mind doing it again

"Mmmh, pup doing so good for me such a good puppy." You said as he held on to you. His eyes rolled back

Jeongin

Very confused asking to think about it first

When he decides he wants to do it, he'll ask it your still up for it

Wants to eat you out first then will ask you to fuck him

Also, is one who wants you to hold his hand

Very vocal in bed

Like when you talk him through it

Loves when you call him your good boy or my love

Goes cross-eyed when he cums

Whimpering mess when you jerk him off

If you don't let him cum, he'll beg you and cry saying that his you're good boy and please let him cum

Will moan and whimper in your ear

Loves to take baths with you after, wants you to message him in the bath

"Please, please don't stop fuck I'm your good boy." He whimpered out holding your hips

"Such a good boy for me, baby." You replied to him as you leaned down to kiss him

First post, so I hope yall like it 💓

[serenanight87]

Yep this has been me lately with a lot of Alan Rickman characters…

Me seeing any dominant men :

"I want to top him"

[theyluvangel]

Could you write the reader pegging Han and Felix

Pegging Han & Felix - f!reader

a/n: thank you for the request anon! I hope this is what you were looking for! I wrote this as a headcannon, but I do have a felix x han x reader fic in progress where both Felix and jisung get pegged by the reader.

warnings: porn without a plot, sub!Felix, sub!han, dom!reader, sort of unestablished relationship, pegging, overstimulation, edging, Felix cries, spelling errors, not proofread

Jisung:

this man loves to take anything up his ass

he loves being pegged, he probably brought it up on the first date

he's obsessed with the fact that you can reduce him to a whining whimpering mess

loves being fucked in missionary or doggystyle

if you want to punish him the best way to do it is the make him ride your strap, poor Jisung doesn't want to do any work, so making him fuck himself on your strap is the perfect punishment

loves a healthy mix of both praise and degradation

loves being edged and overstimulated

imagine: Jisung laying his back, legs pulled back to reveal his puckering hole and cute plump ass. "Please." he begs, just wanting you to fuck him already, and who are you to deny him? slowly you sink your strap into his already loose hole. Jisung can't help but let out loud whines as he finally gets that feeling he's been craving all day. once you bottom out inside of Jisung, he lets out an airy moan, wordlessly begging you to actually fuck him. and when you finally pull out and thrust back into Jisungs prostate, he's gone. No longer having any control over himself, he lets out high pitched loud moans as he struggles to hold his now quivering legs up.

Felix:

felix is an angel who loves getting ruined by your strap

he wants you to fuck him until he can't think a coherent thought

don't even bother asking him to talk to you, you won't be able to understand a thing coming out of his mouth

I wholeheartedly believe that Felix cry's when he's overwhelmed with please, so its rare a pegging session goes without him crying

he just loves to give full control to you, letting you use him as you please

he loves praise, call him a good boy and he'll melt (if he hasn't already)

another one who loves edging and overstim

imagine: Felix was laying on his back, tears streaming down his face, as you pushed him towards his third orgasm of the night. You're strap hitting his prostate every time you thrusted into him had Felix losing his mind. what was once deep groans had turned into high pitched whimpers coming from felix's mouth. he couldn't think straight at this point, he was so overwhelmed but he felt so good. chanting a mantra of "please, please, please." he didn't know what he was begging for, but you were always careful not to push him too far. and anyways, you knew he could give your another orgasm.

[beomiracles]

Kinktober Request!

Huening Kai + Pegging

Sub Kai wants his ass to get fucked…

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

DAY 25 : HUENINGKAI + PEGGING — “Is this what you wanted? To be fucked so dumb on my cock you can’t even speak?” Your nails dig into his hips as they keep him from squirming.

Pegging is sex act that consists of someone wearing a dildo with a strap-on harness and performing anal sex.

pairings hueningkai x fem!reader warnings sub!kai, (mean)dom!reader, anal (m. rec), handjob, reader and kai refers to the strap as her "cock", degradation, kai cries, hm think that's it.

#serene adds ✎ I think this one turned out quite okay despite me never having written something like this before :3

EVENT POST

“Please.” Kai’s voice is barely above a whisper, an almost silent plea that echoes through the dark room. His tall frame squirms on the bed, biceps flexing as he grips at the sheets with vigor. You run your fingers over his thigh, causing it to twitch under your light and teasing touch. — Kai whines as he shakes his head, bottom lip trembling when he sucks in a sharp breath. 

Your taunting movements come to a halt, your eyes flitting up to meet his. Kai looks almost as if he’s about to say something, panting softly as his jaw slacks. But he holds back, face flushing with color and his brows slightly furrowed. — “Aw, come on baby”, you drawl, fingers raking up his thigh; “Tell me what you want, don’t get shy now.” 

You knew that he was anything but bashful. How he would so shamelessly beg and whine for you to give in and fuck him. Tears pooling in his eyes when you finally caved. But today he’s being persistent, almost bratty. — “Come on now, Kai. I would hate to punish you.” The use of his first name sends a small jolt through him and Kai whimpers as he shakes his head, restlessly trashing against the mattress. 

His eyes are on you as you sit back up on your knees, widening when he sees you reach for the cuffs on the bedside table. “Wait! No please!” His loud sob rips through the silence and you hesitate, hand hovering above the clanky metal as you cock him an eyebrow. “No?” You question to which he shakes his head fervently. 

“No…” He meekly squeaks out, the rest of his sentence getting caught in his throat when your fingers wrap around his neglected cock. “Then tell me”, you spit, dragging your thumb through the pre-cum that spilled from his slit. Kai shudders, a whiny moan slipping from his lips before he inhales. — “Please I– Please. I want you to fuck me”, he says the words clearly, holding your gaze as he swallows. “I need your cock, p-please.” 

The smile that spread across your lips is beyond sinister, but Kai was too far gone to even notice the subtle shift. “See? That wasn’t so hard now, was it?” You coo, hand working his frail cock until it was twitching against your palm. He doesn’t reply, merely whining out in response as his hips buck, legs parting as he chases after you. — “So impatient”, you tsk, giving a small scolding tap to his thigh. 

You make quick work of coating your fingers in lube, giving him little time to adjust to the cool sensation as you run your hand down the curve of his ass. Kai gasps, his back arching off the mattress as his eyes screw shut. — When your index finger breaches the tight rim of muscle, he cries out, teeth sinking into his bottom lip as he tries to muffle the sounds threatening to slip. 

Giggling at the way he immediately clenches around you, your other hand continues to stroke his throbbing erection. Your eyes rake across his disheveled frame, from the strands of hair that stuck to his sweaty forehead, and to the pink flush of both his cheeks and neck. — It’s not even a minute until he’s incoherently begging for more. Blinking rapidly as his gaze remains dazed, “I need, I need more, please”, he whines through his tears. 

“Patience baby, I’ve barely even gotten you prepared”, you scold. But Kai only shakes his head, spluttering out a desperate, “Doesn’t matter! I can take it!” — Your hand comes to a halt on his cock, fingers buried deep in his ass, making him groan in frustration as he squirms against you. “What did you say?” Your voice is beyond surprised, and your brows raise as you watch him with disbelief. 

But Kai isn’t backing down, not when he’s gotten so far. “Please, just give me your cock, I-I can take it I promise!” He pleads, anxiously watching as you consider his words. — Finally, with a small huff, you nod and his eyes light up like a kid on christmas. 

“Hurry, hurry, please hurry”, he whines, impatiently watching as you attach the strap around your waist. “Fucking quiet”, you hiss, giving his inner thigh a harsh slap and Kai immediately falls silent, only his ragged breathing remaining. — “Such a greedy little bitch”, you tsk as you coat the dildo in a shiny layer of lube. 

Kai lets out a broken moan as he feels the synthetic head of the strap prod against his fluttering hole. “So impatient that you just have to have it now”, you grunt before snapping your hips against his, pulling a wail from him as the strap practically tears him open. — Incoherent nonsense spills from his lips, tears creeping down his cheeks silently as he pants, chest rising and falling rapidly. 

“Is this what you wanted? To be fucked so dumb on my cock you can’t even speak?” Your nails dig into his hips as you keep him from squirming. Kai gasps, though quickly nodding, stammering out a hoarse “Yes! Yes, it’s exactly what I want!” — “Please, please, please”, he continues as one of his hands reaches for his throbbing cock. You’re quick to slap his fingers away, scoffing as he complies with a whine.��

“Did I tell you you could do that?” Your question comes out sharp, and when he doesn’t immediately reply, you snap your hips against his, forcing the strap as deep as it would go. Kai’s back arches off the mattress, tears falling freely from his eyes as he shakes his head. “N-No m’sorry”, he hiccups, thighs twitching as he tries to remain still under you. 

You decide that he’d been tormented enough. Leaning down to press a soft kiss to his forehead, you perfectly catch the hitch of his breath when your hand wraps around his neglected cock. — “Only I know what’s good for you, see?” You drawl, fingers squeezing around his tip. Kai quickly nods, a small moan rolling off his tongue in agreement. You smile, your thrusts turning into a slower and more drawn out rhythm. 

“Misbehave one more time and this will be the last time I as much as touch that little cock of yours, much less fuck your ass, got it?” — The demand sends a shiver through his spine but Kai quickly nods, whispering out a small “I understand.” He barely catches your smirk before you’re kissing him, humming out a soft “perfect” against his lips.

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[iliketangerines]

kinktober 2024

day one: temperature play || bi han x reader

day two: double penetration || kung lao x reader x raiden

day three: public sex + pet play || shang tsung x reader

day four: sensory deprivation || mileena x reader

day five: rough sex + aftercare || tsu'tey x reader

day six: a/b/o heats or ruts + sadism-masochism || reiko x reader

day seven: bruising or bitemarks + size difference || tonowari x reader

day eight: cock warming || geras x reader

day nine: praise kink + fingering || jake sully x reader

day ten: lingerie + overstimulation || kenshi takahashi x reader

day eleven: hair-pulling || mavado x reader

day twelve: dirty talk + breathplay || rain x reader

day thirteen: free use + aftercare || syzoth x reader

day fourteen: frotting + collaring || liu kang x reader

day fifteen: humiliation + glory hole + teasing || recoms x reader

day sixteen: dacryphilia || trudy chacon x reader

day seventeen: squirting + dom-sub || quan chi x reader

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day twenty: cunnilingus + threesome || liu kang x reader x kung lao

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day twenty-three: degradation + breeding || raiden x reader

day twenty-four: glove kink || lyle wainfleet

day twenty-five: pussy slapping || titan havik x reader

day twenty-six: pegging + edgeplay || johnny cage x reader

day twenty-seven: lapdances + breast worship || kitana x reader

day twenty-eight: fucking machine || johnny cage x reader

day twenty-nine: hunter-prey || neytiri x reader

day thirty: sex pollen || kuai liang x reader

day thirty-one: free space || tomas vrbada x reader

[quantum1mmortality]

Lin Kuei bros get pegged like little bitches

I had someone DM me asking me to do this so no request window :( sad

Tw/cw: separate hcs, hand cuffs in Tomas' part, Bi Han being a bitch, pegging obviously, AFAB reader rimming and anal fingering(m! receiving)

No beta I will die like a man

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Bi Han

No.

This man is not letting you anywhere NEAR his ass.

It took him an extremely long time to consider it, but once he did start thinking about it, it was only a matter of time before he actually let you.

You guys ended up having as long talk about it, mainly for Bi Hans comfortability.

When you guys actually got to the session, it was a lot of stretching. Like, a lot.

Bi han hasn't really ever thought of putting something up is ass and because of that he isn't stretched. So, like a good girlfriend, you did it for him.

A fuck ton of lube later and you'd be pushing the strap slowly inside him.

He was trying his hardest not to make any sounds and make it seem like he wasn't having a good time, but you could see his face twitching in pleasure as you pushed in further.

You stay for a minute or two for him to adjust, as per request, and you could see his chest rising up and down, much faster than usual. His breath became heavy and he was holding the sheets slightly. He was enjoying this, but he wasn't going to admit it.

Once you did start moving, every small bit of his facade started to fade. He was desperately gripping at anything he could: the sheets, pillows, you. Anything.

He was desperately holding onto you as his head fell back in pleasure, biting his bottom lip so hard he ended up bleeding.

Slowly, his groans became more and more audible. His fingernails were digging into you harshly as his cock began twitching and leaking precum.

He'd be cursing under his breath and you could hear him silently begging for release, saying please over and over

Once he did cum, it was the harshest you've ever seen. He'd let out a guttural moan as ropes of cum would spew out of his cock, painting both you and himself.

He'd be practically panting throughout the entire aftercare. His head would still be back as he overcame his high and he'd flinch at your touch.

He wouldn't look you in the eyes afterwards. He'd have a rosy blush painted across his face as he'd avoid your gaze.

He'd give it a 2.5/10. He'd pretend he didn't like it, but deep down, he gives it a 9/10. He's probably thinking about asking you to peg him more often

Kuai Liang

Very open to try it. You propose the idea to him, explain what it is, and he's willing to try it

Kuai Liang seems like the type of person that would try anything at least once, and pegging is no exception. When you get the strap and show it to him, it suddenly hits him that he's about to do this, but he overcomes that when he sees how excited you are

He was admittedly nervous, but having you rim him was all he needed to get that out of his head.

When you begin to ease in the strap, he's begging you to move, almost immediately after it's all the way in.

When you do start moving, he's squirming. Like, everywhere.

Hes panting like a dog and he can't keep still, his hands are very indecisive on where he thinks they should be, flying from your waist, to the bedsheets, to the pillows, to your waist again, to settling on hanging onto the headboard.

He'd probably also be crushing you with his thighs. Like, instinctively, youre in-between them and so he's wrapping them around you, pulling you closer while also crushing you.

He probably wouldn't last long, you can see him twitching after a few minutes and he cums soon after.

Luckily, he's pretty vocal during sex, so he was also vocal here. He was showing you he was being pleasured, so he has to give it a good score, right?

He gives it a 6.5/10. He doesn't dislike it, far from it, but he'd do it very sparingly

He was also very energetic afterwards and insisted on pleasuring you, something he'd much rather do than get himself off.

Tomas

100% recommended it.

He even went out and bought one for you to use before asking 😭

Once you said yes he'd be ECSTATIC

He's always been really into rimming/anal fingering so stretching him out was no problem.

He'd probably like... Want you to handcuff him to the bed before you pegged him.

Full on CUFFED to the bed. Legs too probably he a freak like that

Hes probably really into sensory deprivation which is why he wanted his first time to be like this, would probably go vanilla next time around

Once you got the strap in, he wants you to move, like, immediately

He's begging for you to move

So you do

And he cannot handle it

He's squirming, he's twitching, he's trying to touch you but he can't. All of them above. And he loves it.

He can feel you hit his g spot I've and over and his head falls back, mouth agape as he moans your name repeatedly

His back began to arch and you can see his cock twitch repeatedly. At this point, you can't even see his face, but you know it's contorted

Also wouldn't last long. Like, at all. He's so sensitive and knowing you, his girlfriend, is pegging him, something he always wanted, has him cumming very early.

He wouldn't be lying if he said this exact scenario has gone through his head consistently

And because of that, he practically screams your name as he releases

Back still arched, he'd be thanking you over and over for doing this and he'd fall asleep immediately after

He'd rate it a 10/10. Most definitely asking you to peg him multiple times a week now

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A/N:eil Gaiman????? What are you doing in my falafel??!!

[starrluvs]

i have a very good idea for a request hear me out 🤭 how about a reader who is used to a very dominant bi-han catching him masturbating while fingering himself and crying their name~ they see him grope at his own chest and play with his nipples and all that stuff. him acting all subby in private, his little secret! poor thing has been caught red handed having some fantasies he hasn't told his s/o abouuuut i enjoy bullying him

𝐁𝐈-𝐇𝐀𝐍 | 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐒

cw: afab reader, established relationship/married couple(?), masturbation, getting caught, anal fingering, nipple play because bi han is a sensitive little puppy imo, handjob, mentions of pegging, i think that's all! mdni please!

wc: 2k

a/n: omg im sorry this took so long nonnieee :( ! for some reason my google doc got completely fucked and deleted all my progress😭 luckily this yummy idea for a submissive bi-han scenario gave me the motivation and patience to re-write it a second time! you’re a genius, so please enjoy!! 🫶🏾💗💗💗

you were snuggled in bed with bi-han and ran your fingers through his loose hair, “care to tell me what sort of fantasies you've been keeping to yourself all this time?”

the cryomancer only groaned into your chest as a response. he was still being stubborn… it was only moments ago when you caught bi-han alone in his study and a complete mess behind his desk. through the cracked door you saw that his face was flushed pink and his eyes were screwed shut while he cried out your name with short breaths. his clothes were messily undone, exposing his pec that was currently being groped at by his own hand as he continuously thrusted two fingers inside of his hole with the other. what on earthrealm was going on here…?

never in your life had you seen or ever expected bi-han to appear so vulnerable. he was always so dominant in his daily life and in bed with you, so to see his cock rock hard and dripping pre-cum against his lower abs like this was absolutely mind-boggling. the cryomancer looked like a mess, but for some odd reason you liked it… and the way he couldn't stop whimpering your name– you mindlessly turned the knob and entered his study, calling out his name quietly from the door.

“bi-han?...”

despite the embarrassment and shame he felt during that moment, the two of you agreed to have a discussion about it once he settled into bed. “i’d much rather be sleeping right now.” as usual, the grandmaster was grumpy as he rested his face into the warmth of your chest, “but we made an agreement to talk about this, bi-han.” patting his shoulder, you get him to ease off of you and lay down on his back. leaning on your side, you rest your weight on your elbow and look at bi-han, who is only looking up at the ceiling. was he annoyed? angry? embarrassed? you just couldn’t tell as of now.

“the sight of you like that wasn't all that bad, y’know,” you guide your hand to the cryomancer’s rough cheek and gently stroke it, “plus, i need to know what i can do to hear you call out my name that way again.” the tone of your voice lowered and you grinned. however, bi-han was still silent… 

as if a cartoon light bulb was flashing above your head, and an idea sparks in your mind. you propose the idea of helping bi-han finish what he couldn’t before you interrupted him earlier. after a few moments of silence, he made up his mind and agreed with a quiet mumble, “fine.” you can’t help the mischievous grin that appears on your face. letting out an excited chuckle, you adjusted yourself and bi-han so that he was rested between your legs as you sat up against the headboard, having full access to touch him wherever you pleased.

he was slightly slouched and allowed you to be the big spoon as he rested his head back against the crook of your neck. “so, tell me…” one of your hands pushes bi-han’s pajama robe to the side and grants you easy access to his exposed chest. you recalled how much attention he gave this area earlier and decided to test the waters and start there. you softly kneaded his pec and you already felt the way he tensed up against you, “just how many fantasies do you have that involve me, grandmaster?” bi-han couldn't provide a proper response due to his small groans that he tried to stifle from the feeling of his chest being tended to. “i have endless, ah.. amounts of fantasies that involve you, love.” there was already a noticeable change in his voice and you were able to hear the way he trembled over his words from your touch.

you giggle and place a kiss on the shell of his ear, making him shudder, “is that so?” bi-han nods his head in response but doesn't say a word. gently smiling, you slowly let your eyes skim across bi-han’s body, where you could see a familiar tent forming underneath his robes. deciding to test the waters, you take both your hands and roll both of his nipples between your fingers. the action caused the cryomaner to jerk upwards and gasp, which only led you to assume that he was dangerously sensitive around there. ”how about you tell me all of those fantasies, hm? i want every little detail.” you made sure to keep a gentle tone, despite the torture you were giving his nipples with every pull and tug.

“there’s so much i think about…” his voice was just above a whisper and even though he’s not looking at your face, you teasingly pouted at him. “aw, tell me what goes through that head of yours, come on.” he could hear the teasing tone you used to talk to him, as if he was a child, but he couldn't deny that he loved it– being coddled by you like this. “i think about you taking care of me– ngh- … and having your way with me..” it was obvious to know where he was going with this, but you were desperate to hear him go into detail with each little word.

a hum of approval is heard from you, “oh? and how exactly do i have my way with you?” much to your disapproval, bi-han never responded and kept quiet. dramatically sighing, your fingers come to a halt on bi-han’s hardened buds and he lets out something akin to a whimper due to the loss of contact. whatever pleas he had coming out of his mouth were ignored by you as you authoritatively talked over him, “if you’re not going to talk, i might as well just stop, bi-han.” if you were being honest, you were lying, but he didn’t need to know that. no way in hell would you leave bi-han here while he was in this newly submissive state.

he shakes his head and chants small no’s. a breathy laugh escapes your lips and you refuse to touch him until he speaks up. with what you could only assume was bi-han setting aside his pride, he finally opens his mouth. “i’ve envisioned you on top of me, controlling my every move,” you nod your head in approval and glide your hands ever so slowly down his body under his robe, hoping that it would encourage him to keep talking. 

bi-han felt the way your hands were treading down his abs and onto something more needful. “you would sometimes take care of me… or punish me if i’ve acted out of place.” the sound of his own heart pumping filled his ears once he looked down to see your hand pulling down his undergarments at an unbearably slow pace. “depending on the mood, i would either be your good boy, or your bad boy…” hearing that made you smile and finally let the cryomancer free of his undergarments, along with letting his robe stay freely open to expose his chiseled body that was all for you to enjoy and control.

one of your hands was wrapped around his cock while the other led bi-han to shift his position to make sure he was still beneath you, but your lips were right next to his ear. he was still sitting between you as both of your legs were intertwined with each other on the mattress. “now,” you were so close to him, he loved the feeling of being against you and taking in your natural scent… “i promised to help finish what you couldn’t earlier, but i won't let you cum if you stop talking to me. is that clear?” like the well disciplined warrior he was, he caught on quickly and didn’t stay silent like he did earlier. “i understand,” he whimpers out your name and you lick the shell of his ear, making him shudder and shakily sigh. “mhm, good boy.” 

you could've sworn that bi-han’s breath hitched from your simple words. the way you felt his cock twitch against your palm somewhat surprised you. if only he told you about this secret earlier… but all you can do is push your thoughts to the side and focus on the present. you stroke your thumb over bi-han’s tip that was leaking all over with pre-cum and encourage him to resume talking once again. 

the cryomancer groans, “there have been times when i’ve imagined you… pushing my legs back, and making me take your fingers..” you saw how his face reddened from his own words, but you were so pleased to hear everything he had to say. in return for his obedience you smear his pre-cum around his head and start to stroke his cock, up and down. bi-han leaned further back into the comfort of your body and you noticed how much more vocal he was with his sounds compared to the times he was in control of you…

while your actions never stopped, he took a moment to collect himself before finding more words to spit out. “on some occasions i would– agh, think of you doing even more to my body, like using y-your tongue…” bi-han’s words were starting to become slurred and broken from the pleasure his desperate cock was receiving. and while he was in this state, it felt like his usual cold body had a rise in temperature. he felt oddly warm against you. all of this was so much unfamiliar territory. 

once again, you reward bi-han for following your instructions, “who would’ve guessed that the grandmaster was such a naughty man, hm?” quickly placing a kiss on his ear, you lean forward and stick your tongue out, watching your saliva slowly dribble down until it coated his nipple. bi-han’s cock jumped from the combination of your fingers rolling around his bud with your spit. he could sense himself finally feeling that orgasm he couldn't get to achieve earlier, and he made sure to make you proud. 

“s-shit! every time i use my fingers, i only imagine you fucking into me, ngh–!” although you were in control, bi-han’s words made your face heat up. the same man who would be in control– choking you, pinning you down,teasing you, even humiliating you– had fantasies of you dominating and claiming him. unsure of how to properly react, you grab bi-han’s chin and force him into a kiss. it was desperate and messy, and for the first time, it was your tongue taking control and exploring his mouth while he whimpered into the kiss.

the motions of your hands stimulating his cock and nipple increased in speed and bi-han hissed, “can i, f-fuck.. can i cum, please?” his eyes were so expressive and you stared into his lust filled expression. you could tell that this state of bi-han was no longer the hard and stern grandmaster of the lin kuei… he was just yours. yours to own, yours to play with and yours to take control of.

figuring he’s done an acceptable job, you nod your head and place a peck on his cheek, “of course, my love, you can let go for me.”  your voice was soft and bi-han was in complete awe as strings of ‘thank you’ rolled off his tongue. unable to resist him once again, you lean in to capture his lips. from the way his hips started thrusting into your hand, you knew he was dangerously close. pulling away for only a slight second, you mutter out to him,

“cum for me, bi-han.”

the moment you press your lips back on his, he moans in a way you’ve never heard before. all of his sounds were captured by your lips and you smiled before breaking the kiss for good. looking at him, you see his cock start to soften in your grip, followed by his seed that was spilled all over your hands and his stomach (and some even on the sheets). his face was absolutely flushed and his eyes were half lidded– completely clouded from lust as he came down from his high. 

you playfully sigh and fix some of the loose strands of his hair that got stuck to his sweaty forehead. you were definitely going to have the responsibility of cleaning him up. “maybe finding you like that earlier was for the best, huh?” the cryomancer didn’t have the energy to be overly annoyed by your words, and only awkwardly avoids eye contact with you.

“hm... i suppose so.”

[n3ptoonz]

can you write hdcs on sfw/NSFW for Smoke? Please 🥺

Y'ALL CANT GET ENOUGH OF THESE HUH 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

smoke hcs

nsfw under the cut; not explicit, includes reader, i went to yappersville and they knew me

SFW

he's well aware he looks significantly less intimidating without his mask so he wears it like everywhere. he rotates them too since he got a collection of unique ones that look intimidating (NERD)

growing up in the lin kuei i know for a fact kuai and bi han always pointed out that he's white LMFAOOOOO and cause he gets visibly red easily they never let him live it down

since we're on the topic, kuai was often joking but bi han would always use it in arguments. i can literally see him losing an argument to tomas and being like "shut up you're white" 😭😭 bet he said it in mandarin too

tomas is almost fluent in mandarin, i make the rules. he learned most from overhearing conversations but also madam bo too

the funniest of the three. before his family um...yeah- he loved making his siblings laugh and wore a badge of honor once he got kuai to laugh at a stupid joke he made in passing when they were teens

has a platonic crush on johnny. i will not explain further. (he would love to be in a movie)

in my head he's had long hair on multiple occasions but cuts it on random occasions cause he couldn't make up his mind, but around the time of preparing the fight in madam bo's restaurant he kept it short

NSFW

captain switch. i've seen so many different hcs and fics and have come to conclusion that he has the capability of being dominant because he has to be in order to survive you feel me, BUT!! wouldn't hesitate to give up control if asked

lowkey masochist. i say lowkey bc you notice how he reacts if you do something that would inflict pain. be it a louder moan or him asking you to do it again without stuttering this time

don't call me crazy but i genuinely think he'd be hung LOLLLL sweet boys always got it going on what can i say?! tomas serving mad girth and tonage today 🙂‍↕️👌🏾

when it comes to you he kinda...he can't help but have such perverted thoughts sometimes. now i don't think he's a baby who can't speak for himself but damn does he get reduced to one red faced brain cell if you catch him staring at your ass. he's thinking of all the ways he could discreetly have you bent over the counter you're standing in front of. esp if you two just sparred

tomas vrbada is an ass man i DIE ON THIS HILL. back shots, cowgirl, PRONE, you facing the wall, you name it. he loves the feeling of your ass in his hands it's like the mf has never seen cheeks a day in his life

when he's dominant it fluctuates between soft dom and feral beast. it mostly depends on what his day was like + how good you look that night. especially if you teased him all day. my goodness, it's twinkie central in this bitch

when he's submissive he completely trusts you and listens to everything you say. is down for a lot of things peg him and generally you ain't gotta do too much to convince him to do things you wanna. he's all ears and puppy eyes