#Shinee one shots

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Are You Trying To Seduce Me? - Lee Taemin

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Prompts: “Are you trying to seduce me?” + “I don’t have to be inside you to make you feel good…”

Warnings: Smut, explicit language, nudism, nicknames, pool side sex, breast play, nipple sucking, nipple licking, marking, clit stimulation, fingering, oral (female receiving), teasing, begging, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), overstimulation, aftercare.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

You watch as Taemin exits the house he had rented for a week for the both of you, he was wearing his swim shorts while you were already in the pool, completely submerged in the water, only your head wasn’t submerged, and he had no idea about the swimwear you had bought right before you left for the vacation. He sits down on one of the tanning chairs and looks in your direction, a smile forms on his lips as he sees you looking at him.

“Is the water good?” He asks. You nod your head and swim towards the shallow part of the pool before making your way towards the stairs. You step out of the pool, keeping your eyes on him as you do, and watch as his eyes widen once he sees what you had chosen to wear. Your skin glistens in the sun as the water rolls down your body. “Shit… Are you trying to seduce me?” You make your way towards him and stop right in front of him, blowing the sun from shining directly not him.

“Well, that’s up to you to decide,” You say. He reaches out for you and you take a step back. “Wait, wait, what do you think of it?” You slowly turn around, letting him see everything of the swimsuit before you turned back to face him with a smile on your lips, you watch as his eyes darken and his jaw tensing.

“I think… I don’t have to be inside you to make you feel good…” He says in a low tone that caused your stomach to drop and twist. “Because fuck, the swimsuit is a bonus, but you, right now, I want to make you cum over and over again with my fingers, my mouth, both, until you’re begging for me to be inside you,” You swallow as you feel your insides twisting into a knot. “Do you want that?” You nod your head and watch as he stands from the tanning chair. He reaches out and grips your hips, pulling you against him before his lips crashed against you.

Your lips move with his, and you feel his hands sliding up your sides before they move over your back and pull at the strings of your top, his tongue slides against your lips, and you part yours to let him slip it between your lips. Your hands move to his waist and grip onto his swim shorts as you feel his tongue sliding over your tongue before moving over the roof of your mouth, your breathing was becoming harder, and it started to feel like you were running out of air. You could feel yourself growing wet the longer the kiss went on, the more you feel his hands on you as he pulls the top away from you.

“Ohh, fuck, this is a dream, I swear,” He mutters as he finally breaks away from the kiss. Your lips felt swollen, and you felt strings of saliva breaking off against your chin. “Don’t wake me if it is,” His lips press against your neck, and he sloppily kisses his way down to your chest, leaving a wet trail down your neck. His tongue flattens against your breast, and he licks around your nipple before licking a stripe towards your other nipple before taking the bud in his mouth.

“Shit, Tae…” You moan and reach up with one hand to grip the back of his head. “Fuck…” You could feel yourself growing wetter as the seconds tick by. He cups your boob and uses his thumb to rub around your nipple, making you feel it harden as you feel some parts of his nail also moving against the bud, which seems to be adding to the pleasure that was going through you. “Min… fuck, oh…” Your skin heats up, and you could feel sweat mixing in with the water droplets. “Hmm, oh…” Your fingers massage into his scalp as you feel him pull your nipple with his lips while rolling the other one between his fingers. “Fuck, fuck… Taemin…” He tugs on your nipple with his fingers, and you swore you felt the knot inside you getting tugged on as well.

“Fuck, ohh, my fucking fuck,” You breathe out. Your skin felt flushed, and you could feel your arousal starting to slip past your folds and soak into your bottoms. “Oh, my fucking…” You twist your fingers into his swim shorts and grip onto them tightly. You could feel some type of shock going down to your pussy as he keeps sucking and pulling on your nipple, you swear if he kept it up, you would cum right then and there from the pleasure you were feeling. He pulls away from your nipple with a soft popping sound and moves his hands to grip your hips.

“The little sounds you’re making, fuck, I’m getting hard,” He mutters as he takes a step back, pulling you with him, before he sits down on the tanning chair. He leans forward and presses his lips against the centre of your stomach and slowly kisses his way down, while his fingers dip into the elastic of your bottoms and push them down. His lips travel lower before pausing when he reaches the crease of your hip and begins to suck on the spot.

“Taemin, oh, my fucking fuck,” You mutter as you feel another sensation go through you. Your bottoms fall around your ankles and you step out of them carefully before pushing them aside with your foot. His hands press against your thighs and slowly moves to the inside of them as he slides his hands upwards. You step your legs apart to give him more access to your pussy before his hands pause inches away from touching it. “Fuck, Min… shit, really…” He pulls away from the crease of your hips and looks up at you as he moves to the other side. “Fuck, you’re such a tease,” He smirks at you before his lips attach to your skin and another mark is sucked into you.

“Taemin…” You moan as you feel his hands massaging into your inner thighs, you could feel your folds gently getting pulled by the action, and you knew that your arousal was now slipping past your folds with how wet you were. “Fuck, please, touch me…” He slides his hand higher, and you feel his fingers brush along your folds, feeling your juices that coated your outer folds.

“Ohh, fuck, you’re soaking wet, sweetheart,” He mutters against the crease of your hip. He softly kisses the spot before pulling away from it. “Did all my touches do that to you?” You could hear the teasing tone in his voice as he spoke.

“You know it did,” You mutter. He slides his fingers along your folds, spreading your juices more along them, before you heard a squelching sound as he pulls them apart. “Ohh, fuck…” He could see your chest rising and falling as you were taking in several deep breaths.

“It makes me so glad to know I have this effect on you, baby,” He says. His fingers slip past your folds and press against your inner folds before slowly sliding along your pussy. You could hear your wetness sloshing as he drags his fingers through it. “Just hearing how wet you were, I just want to bury myself inside you,” His fingers reach your clit, and he slowly rubs over the bundle of nerves.

“Fuck,” You gasp as your body jolts and shockwaves go up your spine. “Tae… Fuck, Taemin,” His fingers slowly slide over the nub, and you could feel the tension growing inside you, getting tighter and bigger. Your lids flutter before they completely shut at the blissful feeling going through your veins, you couldn’t even describe how it felt. “Min… Min…” You feel two of his fingers sliding along the side of your clit before you felt him roll the bundle of nerves between his fingers. “Ohh, fuck, fuck,” You could feel your legs wanting to twitch and your knees wanting to bend as the feeling goes down them. “Shit…”

“Tell me if you feel like you’re going to fall,” He says. “I don’t want you to hurt yourself when I’m trying to make you feel so good,” You feel him roll the nub between his fingers again, and it took everything inside you to keep standing as you felt a jolt going down your legs again. “You just look so good… fuck,” He tugs on the bundle of nerves before releasing it and pressing his fingers against it again.

“Miiinnnnn,” You whine as you feel him rubbing figure eights over it. “Fuck, it’s so good…” You could feel your high creeping closer and closer, your skin was heating up even more, and you could feel your legs wanting to give out underneath you. “Min…” He presses down hard against your clit, making your back arch and your head fall back. “FUCK, Taemin, fuck…” He slides his fingers away from your clit, and you could feel them getting closer to your entrance. “Taemin, oh, fuck…” You feel him slip two digits inside you, the loud sucking sound of your wetness goes through the air as his fingers easily slip into you.

“Fuck, you’re so soaked, you can easily take three fingers,” He says. He slowly pumps his fingers in and out of you, making you feel just how wet you were. “Let’s see if you can,” You feel a third digit slipping into you and his fingers move slightly faster. “Fuck, you really can.”

“Fuck, Taemin, oh, fucking…” You moan and curl your toes into the ground. Sweat mixes in with the pool water dripping down your press. “Ohh, my fuck…” You could see specs of dust forming behind your lids as you were nearing your high. “Taemin, T-Taemin…” You could feel a tingling sensation going up your spine and your legs threatening to collapse beneath you. “SHIT!” He had pressed the heel of his palm against your clit and rubbed against your clit as he pumps his fingers in and out of you. Your grip on his hair tightens, and you tug on it, pulling his head backwards as you were inching closer to your high. “Fuck, Taemin…”

“TAEMIN!” You suddenly cry out as you feel the tension snapping inside you. You bring your other hand to his shoulders to grip him and lean forward as you go through your high, your mind felt like it was floating through the clouds as ecstasy goes through your body. “TAEMIN, OH, MY FUCK!” You were in absolute bliss. His fingers rapidly pump in and out of you to get you through your high, and he could see your legs shaking. “FUCK, SO GOOD, OH, MY FUCKING!” You could feel the feeling slowly begin to subside as you begin to come down from the high, his fingers disappearing from inside you along with the heel of his palm against your clit. “Fuck… Min…”

Your hand releases his shoulder and his hair as you feel him lean backwards, you slowly open your eyes and watch as he gets up from the tanning chair with a towel in his hand. He moves past you, and you hear the sound of the towel being thrown open before you felt his hands on your hips and his warmth pressing against your back, making you lean right into it.

“Come, lay down,” He mutters into your ear, and gently kisses the back of your neck. You slowly turn around and move towards the towel, and carefully lay down with help from him. Once you were laying on the towel, he moves back towards the tanning chairs and grabs one of the pillows that were on it. “Lift those pretty hips for me,” You bend your knees and press your feet into the ground and lift your hips, and he positions the pillow underneath them to elevate them slightly. “Good girl,” He moves between your legs, and settles on his knees between them. You feel his fingers spread your folds before you feel his hair tickling the inside of your thighs.

“Tae… Tae… Taaaeee,” You whine as you feel his hot breath against your folds. “Oh, fucking, shit…” His tongue presses against your pussy, and you feel him licking a stripe upwards along it until he reaches your clit and slowly licks over the bundle of nerves. “TAEMIN!” You could feel your legs shaking and your toes already curling into the towel. “FUCK!” You press your knees together, pushing his head even more against your pussy as they press against the side of his head. “Fuck, fuck,” His arms wrap around your thighs and his hands grip onto them firmly as he licks back down your pussy and towards your slit.

“Fuck, Taemin…” You whimper and squeeze your eyes shut as you hear him lapping at your juices and swallowing them as well. “Fuck, fuck… shit,” Your mind was spinning from everything you were feeling and experiencing with him. You feel his tongue brushing against your entrance as he laps at your arousal. “Fuck… fuck,” Your hips slightly bucking each time as you felt his warm tongue against your slit. You feel his nose brushing against your clit and feel his hot breath blowing against your pussy before his tongue was sliding back to your clit.

“TAEMIN!” You reach down and grip his hair, twisting his locks around your fingers as you do. You could hear him breathing loudly against your mound as his tongue reaches your clit. “Fuck, oh, my fucking… shit, T-Taemin,” His lips wrap around your clit and you feel your muscles tensing. “Taemin, Oh, my fuck, I’m gonna… Taemin, Tae-Taemin,” You stutter out as you feel him sucking on the bundle of nerves. You feel the tip of his tongue pressing against your clit before feeling him play with it. “Ohh, my fucking… Taemin, shit, that feels so… ohhh, my fuck,” You could feel a hot tingling feeling slowly going up your legs and towards the knot that was building inside you again.

“Taaaeeemmiiiinnn,” You could feel your back sticking to the towel each time you arched it the slightest bit. You pull on his hair as you feel him begin to suck on the nub again, and it felt like he was sucking right at the knot of tension inside you. “Ohh, my fucking…” You turn your head from side to side as you feel pleasure pumping through your veins. “Fucking… FUCK!” You lift your hips and push your pussy against his face even more before you slowly lower them back against the pillow. “Taemin, it’s so good…” He releases your clit, and you feel his nose brush against your clit before you feel his tongue pushing against your slit. “Shit, fuck, shit…” Your eyes roll to the back of your head behind your shut lids as you feel him pushing his tongue inside you.

“FUCK, Taemin, oh, my fucking…” You cry out as you feel tears starting to form in the corner of your eyes. “Fuck, I’m gonna… Taemin, I swear, I’m…” You feel his tongue move inside you, and you swear you felt your insides taking another dip as the tension inside you only gets tighter. “Fuck…” His nose rubs against your clit, and you could feel a slight stimulation from it as you see stars starting to form behind your lids. “Tae… I’m close…” His tongue dips in and out of you, making your walls clench involuntarily at the sensation. “Taemin… Taaeemmiiinnn,” He flattens his tongue against your pussy and licks a long, thick stripe along your pussy before reaching your clit again. “Oh, fuck, oh, shit… OH!” Your back arches and stars dance behind your lids as the tension inside you snaps once you felt the rough texture of his tongue reaching your clit.

“TAEMIN, OH, MY FUCKING!” You cry out in pleasure. You bring your free hand up to your face and grab onto your head for a second before you stretch it out above you. “FUCK, OH, MY FUCKING!” You could feel pleasure coursing through your entire body as it shakes with ecstasy. Your mind felt like it was flying high in the sky, while your body felt light for a few minutes. “FUCK, fuck, Taemin, oh, my fucking,” you were a blubbering mess as drool spills from the corner of your mouth and tears from your eyes. “Shit, FUCK, TAEMINNN!” You were just starting to come down from your high and your body was slowly starting to stop shaking when you felt him pushing three digits inside you, when had his hand released your thigh?

“TAEMIN, OH, MY FUCK!” You cry as you feel another orgasm immediately building as you feel his lips wrap around your clit. “FUCK, FUCK, TAEMIN!” Your mind felt mush from all the pleasure you were experiencing, “INSIDE, I WANT YOU INSIDE!” You weren’t sure how many more orgasms you could take or handle, and you just wanted to feel his cock inside you. “PLEASE, FUCK ME, I NEED YOU, FUCK!” You slam your hand against the towel before twisting the fabric between your fingers. “I WANT YOU INSIDE ME, FUCK, PLEASE, TAE!” Your upper body twists to the side from the pleasure going through you as you feel the tension inside you rapidly build. You weren’t going to last another minute.

“PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, MIN!” You cry out as you pull at the towel and at his hair. “FUCK, PLEASE, I NEED YOU INSIDE ME, I WANT YOU INSIDE ME!” You didn’t care how desperate you sounded while begging for him, for his cock, you just needed him. “OHH, OHH UH, HMM!” You press your head harder against the ground as you feel another orgasm rip through your body, and your mind was thrown into the clouds while your body floats on cloud nine while shaking with ecstasy. “TAAAEEEMMMMIIINNN!” Your feet were starting to hurt from how long you’ve had your toes curled, your skin was completely soaked in sweat now.

He releases the bundle of nerves from his lips and lifts his head away from your pussy, your legs slowly relax as you pull your legs away from his head. He turns his head, and you feel a wet kiss being left behind on your inner thigh before you feel him leaving a trail towards your knee before he pulls his head away while licking his lips clean, and loudly too. He slides his fingers out from inside you, and you were quickly aware of how sensitive you were, and you were aware of the heartbeat thumping in your clit. His arm unwraps from around your thigh, and you feel his body heat disappear from between your legs, forcing you to release the grip you had on his hair.

“Tae…” You breathe out. You could hear the sound of fabric being removed and assumed he was removing his shorts while you were trying to catch your breath and gather your thoughts.

“Fuck, you’re a soaking mess, there,” He mutters. He wraps his hand around his cock and pumps his length a few times, spreading his arousal that’s been gathering at the tip of his cock over his girth. “Fuck… So hot, baby,” He moves back between your legs, and you couldn’t help but let out a whimper.

“Tae, I’m so fucking sensitive right now…” You mutter. Your heart was just starting to calm down, but you could feel it pick right back up again at his touch. “I’m gonna cum immediately when you push inside me,” He places his hands on your knees as he moves closer to you. “Tae…”

“I know, baby, I know,” He mumbles. You watch as he moves even closer to you, you feel his cock near your pussy, and he moves one of his hands to his cock. “I know, but I want to be inside you, do you want that?” He slowly slides his hand up and down along his length, he could already feel his balls tightening and knew he probably had too much fun making you come undone. “I won’t do it if you say no right now.”

“Hmpf, Taemin, fuck,” You mutter. “Fuck, I wanna feel you inside me,” Your body jolts as you feel him slide his cock between your folds, and slowly coat his member with your juices. “Tae-Taemin…” You feel the head of his cock push against your entrance and your muscles instantly tense up as you feel him starting to push. “Fuck, Fuck, Taemin!” You feel your legs starting to shake as his cock slides deeper into you.

“Ohh, uhmm, fuck, fuck, your walls…” He groans as he feels them clench around him. He pauses for a moment and lets you calm down before he pushes himself further into you. You feel a knot growing inside you, and you could only count down the seconds before your high would hit you again. He leans over you and presses his hands against the ground, and slowly continues pushing into you.

“FUCK, Taemin, Taemin…” You moan. You were sensitive and the way his cock was sliding along your walls and rubbing every spot inside you. “FUCK!” Your back aches and your hips buck upwards, causing his cock to push inside you with one quick movement and causing the tension inside you to snap. Your body shakes as you turn your head from side to side in absolute bliss. “TAEMIN!” Your mind felt completely mushed as you were going through another high. “FUCK, FUCKING!” The sound of your wetness was loud as he begins thrusting in and out of you, your moans and his groans mix in together.

“Fuck, you’re just… fuck,” He grunts out. Your inner thighs were soaked with your arousal as it splatters against them with each thrust he gives, he could feel his thighs becoming coated with your arousal as well. “Fuck… fuck, so good, hmm, you’re taking is so good, baby,” You swear you were just having orgasm after orgasm at this point, you weren’t even sure if you’d come down from your last high when you felt another crash into you.

“TAEMIN, OH, MY FUCK!” You cry out, pulling at the towel even more. You blindly reach out for him and manage to grab onto his biceps and squeeze down on it. “FUCK, FUCK!” You weren’t sure if you were able to handle it anymore, it started to feel like your pussy was growing numb. “TAEMIN!”

“I’m getting close,” He groans. “I waited too long, I’m gonna cum soon, baby,” He could feel his balls tightening even more. “Fuck… Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” You could feel his thrusts becoming sloppy as he was getting closer and closer to his release, that’s when you felt another high course through your veins, causing your entire body to stiffen.

“OH UH HMM FUCK!” You moan. You feel his hips falter against yours before he suddenly pauses against you, and he buries his head in the crook of your neck. He could feel your body shaking against his, but within just a few seconds, a release hits him and hot ropes of cum spill into you, filling your sopping hole. He keeps himself against you, forcing himself to not move as he comes undone above you. “FUCK, TAEMIN!” His stomach muscles twitch and pull as he goes through his orgasm. “Tae…” It becomes quiet between you both as you ascend from the highs you just had, your heart drumming loudly in your ears as you try to catch your breath and gather your mushed thoughts.

You could feel him breathing loudly against your neck, and you could hear it also, sweat coated his skin, and you could feel his skin sliding against yours each time either of you breathed. You felt completely spent and like you could sleep for days from everything that you’ve been through. You feel him slowly move away from you before you hear him groan as he sits upright on his knees. You slowly open your eyes and look at him as the sun shines down against his skin, making it glisten from the sweat coating him.

“Fuck, Taemin…” You mutter. You feel his cock sliding out from you, making you whimper and whine at the feeling, you feel your mixed releases spilling from you and spilling down your ass and onto the pillow, you were still on top of. You lift your hips slightly, and he pulls the pillow from you before you lay down, you extend your legs, and you let out a sigh.

“Let me go toss this in the washing room, and then bring a towel to clean you with,” He says. You only nod your head, your throat feeling sore from all the screaming you had done for him. He gets up from the ground and moves past you and into the house, it only took a few moments before he was back with a towel in and kneeling next to you and carefully cleaning your thighs. “Did you enjoy it?”

“Hmm…” You hum. He carefully moves high and slowly cleans your folds, you could hear the squelching sound coming from you as he does.

“Can you walk?” He asks. He pulls the towel away before looking towards the umbrella that was open. “Let me move the umbrella here, so you don’t get a worse sunburn,” Your eyes shut from tiredness, and you hear him pull the umbrella closer to you and moments later you feel the shade over you too. You feel a cool breeze blow against your skin as you begin to fall asleep. “Next time… We should do it inside.”

[almea]

"Maybe it's... saying things we've never said... to each other."

[babyjakes]

a diamond's gotta shine.

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event | kinkmas 2023

prompt | toys

pairing | soft!daddy!lloyd hansen x little!reader

warnings | ddlg (daddy!lloyd, little!reader.) super soft!daddy!lloyd, just how we like him! butt plug (and me not knowing shit about luxury brands lol.) reader has an oral fixation; sucking and licking. anal prep/fingering/stretching. clit rubbing <3. mostly praise and encouragement. an orgasm as reward, yay!! implied aftercare. err hints at exhibitionism later? idk just to be safe.

word count | 1,425

an | this wasn't really the plan for this prompt originally, but i woke up today and decided i wanted a fic of lloyd gifting reader a luxury butt plug so we're just rolling with it lol. this one's dedicated to my sweet sweet angel sabby @hansensgirl hope you're well bby, and happy holidays to you!! <33

"C'mon, princess. Up on my desk."

Lloyd was gently nudging you toward the large surface, which he had suspiciously cleared off from its usual state of mild disarray. You lifted a curious brow at the broad man, earning a pearly grin as he gently stepped in to sweep you up in his arms. Lifting you effortlessly onto the desktop, he set you down with care, as if you were the most delicate and precious thing in the world. He trailed a playful hand up your thigh, fingertips teasing at your skin through the silky fabric of your nylons. "Daddy," you hummed eagerly, letting out a soft squeak as he gently pinched at your tender flesh.

"Panties off, baby. Lay back for me," Lloyd instructed steadily. And he sure as hell didn't have to ask twice.

As you moved quickly to remove and discard your hose and panties, you couldn't help but try to sneak a peek at what your daddy was up to as he made his way to the other side of the desk, opening up a drawer and pulling something out discreetly. He then strode over to one of the couches in the middle of his office, grabbing a few throw pillows before returning to you. "Here you go, angel. Let's get you nice and comfy," he murmured, propping you up with the pillows supporting your back.

"Daddy," you whined again, a hint of neediness now present in your voice. Lloyd smiled as he brought up the gift to finally show you; the contents of his hands made you gasp. A beautiful plug, shiny gold, with a stunning ring of crystals embedded along the base. "Oh Daddy," you breathed, unable to take your eyes off the glittering piece.

"Genuine Winstons," Lloyd told you proudly, taking a small bottle of lube from his pocket and placing it on the desk beside you. "Only the best for my princess, of course."

"So pretty, Daddy," you remained in awe, earning a loving chuckle from the man as he watched you be entranced by the gift.

"I'm glad you think so, sweetheart. Now be a good girl and open up for Daddy, need you to get this nice and wet for me while I'm prepping you." He teased the tip of the plug against your glossy lips, guiding one of your hands up to hold the base. You sucked and licked happily at the metal's impressive curve as Lloyd got to work between your legs.

He parted your feet, bending your knees up to lie at either side of you as your dress slipped up easily in cooperation with his efforts. Pausing, he took a moment to revel in the sight of you. His gaze fell to your perfect folds as they sat before him on display. With a low hum of approval, he brought a gentle hand up to smear your wetness around teasingly. "Look at you, already getting wet for Daddy. That's my good girl," he smiled as he brought a finger down to begin gently prodding at your tighter little hole.

Still working the toy you'd been given between your pouty lips, you let out a whimper at your daddy's tentative nudges. You gasped softly at the feeling of a cold glob of lube being dripped onto you. Heat rose up through your cheeks in slight humiliation as the slippery mess was worked thoroughly over your puckered rosebud. "Okay baby," Lloyd hummed encouragingly, "time to open up this pretty little hole. Are you gonna be good for Daddy and take it?" You offered the sweetest nod you could manage, earning a beaming grin from the mustached man. "Of course you are. My sweet little girl," he crooned lovingly, giving no further warning before starting to push his first digit past your difficult outer ring.

You squirmed gently, big pleading eyes looking up at Lloyd as you let out a weak whine. "Hmmph... Daddy..." your voice wobbled.

The tall man brought his unused arm up to stroke back your hair in a calming manner. Furrowing his brow in gentle concern, he did his best to soothe you. "Shhh, my love," he cooed as his large finger worked up to the first knuckle, then the second, gradually stretching out your sensitive walls. "That's it, see? Nice and gentle. Look so pretty like this, taking Daddy's fingers up your sweet little bottom. My pretty girl," he kissed your forehead, holding you steady as he began introducing a second finger.

It was a slow, steady process; Lloyd knew that it had to be. He rarely played with you like this, mostly due to how much you struggled to take anything up your poor little ass. But he hoped that getting you a toy like this might help you adjust to the unfamiliar sensations; you had discussed prior that you'd like to do some proper anal training and play. Needless to say, you both felt this was the perfect first step in that endeavor.

Once you were comfortably and confidently taking two fingers, Lloyd finally felt ready to transition you over to your shiny new toy. "That's it, sweetheart. Fuck, so perfect for me," he was chuckling as your hips bucked up to meet his hand, his digits driving steadily into you. Much of the initial discomfort was gone, replaced with the most deliciously sinful burn blooming in the base of your tummy. Your eyes were shining with pride as you looked up hopefully at your daddy. Kissing your forehead again, Lloyd nodded as he slowed his fingers to a stop, retrieving the now-soaking plug from your drooling lips.

"Okay princess. Here we go-" You hummed eagerly as the tip of the gold bulb was rubbed up against your slippery opening. Lloyd surprised you a bit by bringing his free hand up to gently dip into your leaking pussy; much to your daddy's delight, you had made quite the mess during his generous preparation period. He dragged his fingertips up further, liberally smearing your glistening arousal over your clit to coax the tiny pearl out from under its protective hood with his expert touch. Your knees were trembling as he began working the nub in steady circles, while finally beginning to ease the large plug up into your awaiting walls.

"O-oh my- Daddy," you mewled as the warm, slick piece of metal stretched you out across its broad curvature. At its widest circumference, the object's insertion was bordering on painful. Lloyd's eyes never left you as he did his best to rub your clit faster, hoping the added stimulation would help ease the burn.

"Almost there baby, almost there," he promised, letting out a breath of relief in tandem with your own as you finally made it past the peak, the rest of the toy slipping perfectly into its place with little effort. As the glittering base nestled itself between your smooth cheeks, Lloyd looked on in pleasure and pride. "There," he hummed lowly, gently giving the center a few taps, earning the sweetest little whimpers from you. "What do you think, angel? Has someone earned an orgasm?"

His pace was quickening over your clit before you could even process his words. Hands flying down to grip the edges of the desk below you, you nodded desperately. "Y-yes Daddy, please Daddy!"

Your daddy smiled as he continued his steady rubbing, finding your sweet spot with ease. It wasn't long before you were reaching up to cling to his sturdy arm, your breaths stuttering as you chased your release. "That's it, baby. Go ahead and come for me. Been such a brave girl for Daddy," the man allowed, nodding as your high ripped through you.

"Daddy, o-oh Daddy! Aahhh-" you cried, the plug lurching within you as your poor little cunt clenched down on nothing. You were carried lovingly through your high, Lloyd's fingers only slowing as your spasms and contractions finally began to cease.

"That's my girl," he murmured gently, reaching up to brush your hair back out of your face as he gave your pussy and puffy button a few playful pats. "Now what d'you say we get you cleaned up, huh princess?" You were too weak to respond, only managing a lazy nod as you slumped against the pillows behind you, struggling to catch your breath.

He moved from your side momentarily to grab a cloth from one of the desk drawers. "Oh, but sweetheart- the toy stays in," he informed you with a wink. "We're having guests over later; Daddy wants his pretty girl to shine."

[kkoct-ik]

PLEASE explain ur shin DID thoughts I wanna know so bad

boy am i glad you asked (LONG POST)

prefacing by saying the sou DID headcanon is very special to me to the point that i talk about it as if it is canon. i know it is not canon. i'm not arguing that this is what these moments mean, i'm arguing this is an interpretation that i really enjoy, and this interpretation of sou's character speaks to the DID experience Unnervingly well.

i use sou & shin interchangebly, they are parts of the same person, but generally i say sou for during the death game and shin for before.

so. first.

the important bit — sou's dissociation from shin tsukimi

during his first trial, shin tsukimi is given the winning percentages. there he learns that 'shin tsukimi' cannot survive the death game.

to escape shin tsukimi's weakness and inevitable death, shin abandons him, and instead takes on the name and certain characteristics of midori, to build a new self — sou hiyori. he disowns his identity as shin tsukimi to psychologically escape from his fate, so that he can psychologically survive in this moment and keep living.

a part of DID is the repression and disowning of the weak and hurting parts of you, and in turn outwardly becoming & functioning as someone or something else that can survive.

sou very literally dissociates from the weak parts of his identity and becomes & functions as someone else to survive.

and that's the absolute basis of the headcanon. turn back now if you want to. the rest is me slowly losing my sanity.

me slowly losing my sanity

so. listen. here's the thing. theres a lot more in sous behaviour that you could interpret as DID if you know where to look.

it's not quite as simple as "there are two of him: shin tsukimi (who was weak, easily manipulated, and incredibly scared) and sou hiyori (who is not that)". there are quite a few more moving parts to this guy, and also a lot of grey areas where his identity breaks down and develops over the course of the game.

the sou we first meet is timid, but not particularly vulnerable: polite, but observant. you get the vibe he is silently taking note of everything you do, because he is. during the first main game, he takes control of the discussion by claiming to be the Keymaster, both securing his survival, and giving himself a level of control over the discussions.

when the information he found on the laptop and his attempts to throw suspicion on Sara causes everyone to doubt him, he begins to panic. he brings up the moment Nao hit him - something that must have been triggering to him, considering what defines 'sou hiyori' is that he is not weak like shin tsukimi is.

i like to think in this moment a subconcious part of him realises that the present sou hiyori is not removed enough from shin tsukimi to be free of danger. despite his distance, he's weak enough to be attacked - he could have been killed, and now he's at the mercy of the masses.

his protective parts and mechanisms need to kick in at 200%. so they do.

under the pressure sou snaps and goes into a a very aggressive protector part. sou projects outwards his vulnerability complex, calling everybody else 'weaklings' who are going to die (reinforcing his dissociation from shin tsukimi). he suddenly openly rejects the value of trust and human cooperation, in an attempt to make himself seem untouchable and entirely in control.

section: sou's protector part

i love this guy so i marked out a section just to break down his protective mechanisms. this is a direct continuation from the paragraph i just ended.

after his first instance in the first main game, sou's protector part (easily spotted by his fucking mastermind persona) appears multiple times to cover up moments of vulnerability. it makes him out to be a liar, but it also makes him seem incredibly calculating and dangerous, which works just fine for him.

during the token trade game, sou 'fakes' amnesia to avoid being singled out for his actions during the first main game. he reverts back to his polite & timid demeanour for a portion of the chapter, and also sleeps for a large portion of it (due to his sickness). but to allow himself this leeway (either to play up or let slip his weakness) he employs protective mechanisms: he enthusiastically tells Sara that his memory loss was a lie, and that he's been playing them all for fools. he intentionally gives her the impression that every moment of weakness he has let slip or otherwise is part of an elaborate plot.

whether this is purely for the sake of managing how the person he fears most percieves him, or because in this part he is genuinely so disconnected from his vulnerable parts and weakness that he refuses to acknowledge it was real, is up to interpretation to me. but i do love how many layers of lies and contradiction he symbolises.

(i choose to believe his amnesia was a genuine moment of vulnerability, because the scene makes me So Happy if i read it as a vulnerable part slipping through the cracks, who's entirely disconnected from the stressful events of the main game and is genuinely terrified. i like to think his later claim it was a lie was because he could not risk Sara genuinely witnessing his repressed weakness that he swore he disowned at the door. but i digress)

he has a similar 'moment of weakness' during the second main game, where he makes it more explicit that he is not necessarily him telling the truth when he says his earlier weakness was a lie. he relies on other's confusion and the fact people think he is one step ahead of them to protect himself.

he continues to employ his mastermind persona even after the shin tsukimi reveal - although its effect is somewhat lost now that everybody knows that he has vulnerable parts (and people he loves) to protect, and that his persona exists for their sake, not because it's his true personality.

mfw when the ego protection mechanism crumbles because i was vulnerable once and now my protector part hates me.

section: shadow sou

i was going to immediately follow onto shinai and what we can learn from him, but i want to clarify shadow sou first.

the long and short of it is i think he's the closest thing we have to a midori introject. while you could argue sou hiyori has introjected traits (which he most certainly does: he takes his name for christ's sake), i think shadow sou most explicitly takes after him, especially if you read soushin as an emotionally abusive relationship.

(lingo: what is an introject? an introject is an alter who represents internalised traits and figures. for example, if you had a personality who treated you like your mother treated you, and reinforces the beliefs you internalised from her, that would be an introject of your mother. they do not have to be accurate to the real person's personality; they only echo how you saw and internalised them.)

shadow sou speaks with sou like an familiar but condescending friend, comments on sou no longer being shin, and exists to reinforce shin's feeling of weakness. midori encourages shin to become the person you want to be; shadow sou is the one to pressure shin into becoming someone else. midori is a 'scary friend' of shin's, shadow sou physically frightens and attacks shin during his moment of panic.

as far as we know, we never meet shadow sou from Sara's point of view, so i interpret him as a more internal alter. there's a lot to play off with sou's / shin's / shadow sou's relationship: i think they are soooo cute. i just wanted to point out the similarities between him and midori.

section: shinaiiiiiiii: what can he tell us?

ok yaay onto shinai. although not strictly a version of sou (not his repressed weak personality, not his polite but wary personality, not his masterminding ego protection personality, and not his internal shadow self), because he is a computer program, he does give us a certain perspective on who sou used to be.

disclaimer: we know shinai was trained by midori's love poetry, and thus you can argue his personality could be slightly altered to be more suited to midori's purposes. for the sake of this section we will take things with a grain of salt: it's what shinai can suggest about shin, not tell.

shinai gives us the impression that shin tsukimi was polite, had somewhat low self esteem, and was conflicted on midori: on one hand, he scared him a lot, but on the other, he considered him close, and they spent a lot of time together.

during the maple boss fight, shinai sobs for midori to help him. i get the impression that despite being afraid of him, shin still relied on midori for security and reassurance (sou's lantern dialogue to corroborate).

my friend suggested that shinai's / sou's conflicting accounts (with part of him being afraid of midori, and the other seeking assurance from him) could in itself imply that shin (even before the game even began) is made up of two alters with opposing attachment styles. i dont disagree.

sou vs the shinai test data

this one will be short i promise.

i really like sou's morbid interest in the shinai test data. and i know the joke is that it's love poetry and sou is embarassed and repulsed by how midori saw him, especially now that he knows how cruel midori can be, but the scene also spoke to me as a dissociative person; there is nothing more viscerally uncomfortable than learning about things you did as a different personality. it messes with your brain, because it was you, but it also wasn't you - it can't be you, you don't remember it, and it's not the kind of thing you would do, but you did - and so your dissociative rejection signals go absolutely insane. so i like this tiny scene for personal reasons.

and thatse it (i think). i think i said it all.

tl;dr:

this is my headcanon :33 or well. a graphic i made a few months ago as i was solidifying the headcanon. some minor things ive changed my opinion on / perception of since but it gets the idea across.

that said i fully support any other interpreted sou hiyori systems. go fuckin wild. i spoke to a friend a bit ago about their personal DID sou take and i had so much fun.

thank you for hearing me out

[crustyfloor]

"My loveable creature" and "Till, the ultimate weapon"

[jonghyunluvr]

BASE TO ACE

[lilmisskiwi-art]

Jules costume this year and for the one shot we played this week.

[moxie-girl]

whoever is responsible for all those shots in the one piece live action where the sun is shining on luffy/framing luffy/etc just know im kissing you directly on the lips

[arcsin27]

Praying this means they’re not gonna sanitize his story

[notyoinara]

day 7 - HIT ME ON THE GROUND

redraw of a shot from the inuyashiki op (flashing lights cw, reference photo under the cut)

[kismetconstellations]

@sockdooe, I could genuinely write up multiple essays about how poorly a lot of the general relationship-building and maintaining is handled in this show.

There are some truly excellent, stand-out moments between the main cast and the aliens they encounter, like Shay and the Balmerans, and even Slav, and the main cast and the Holts, the Blades, and members of the Garrison.

Shiro and Pidge's older brother-little sister relationship in the early episodes will forever be dear to my heart,

to the point that I cherish even the crumbs we get in the final seasons.

The banter between Shiro and Allura in Collection and Extraction is top-notch.

Not to mention everything else about their relationship when it's acknowledged.

Shiro and Keith have their deep, abiding bond.

And Hunk has amazing moments with darned near everyone, because he's Hunk.

But, yes, so many inter-team and beyond relationships were established, just to be tossed away.

Where's the resolution for Lance's failed attempt to connect with Shiro in the Astral Plane? Why did Shiro start riding in the Green Lion with Pidge on the journey back to Earth after so much significance was given to the literally death-defying depths of his and Keith's devotion to each other? Why set up Acxa having a thing for Keith and Keith going out of his way to save her,

only to do nothing further with their relationship and later hint at a romance between Acxa and Veronica?

(Have a bonus really awkward closeup of Shiro from that episode, as if he isn't disrespected enough in this grueling nightmare of a season:

It looks like they tried to make him white.（πーπ) )

Shiro and Hunk barely talk to each other, despite being the support pillars of Voltron, and its voices of reason. You have two half-Galra main characters, and they- according to what I've read- never have a single conversation? But, we can do a poor man's recreation of Shiro's confrontation with Zarkon in the Astral Plane, only with Keith, this time, so it's "better" because it's one Galra Paladin calling out the other as unworthy, even though said Paladins have absolutely no prior history with or emotional connection to each other and have done nothing between them to earn this moment.

Why did the Real Shiro and Matt never interact with each other at all after Shiro sacrificed himself to save Matt's life?

The majority of this can be explained by the simple fact that somebody in charge hated Shiro, and didn't want to have to do anything with him, anymore. The rest of it is just... sheer, bewildering, aggravating beyond all comprehension incompetence.

[yootaesowlwrites]

Have You Ever Used Handcuffs? - Choi Minho

W/C: 4.3K

Note: Blank blogs will be blocked. I don’t trust y’all, so make sure you have your age in your bio/desc or something on your blog. Minors DNI.

Prompts: “Have you ever used handcuffs?” + “I love it when you kiss my neck.”

Warnings: Smut, explicit language, handcuffs, nudism, nipple stimulation, nicknames, licking, nipple sucking, fingering, clit stimulation, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), aftercare.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

“Have you ever used handcuffs?” You ask as you step into the living room, your hands behind your back and the cuffs in your grip to hide it from Minho’s view. He was sitting on the couch with his phone in hand, and with a somewhat confused expression.

“Uh… no?” He says. You nod your head, he could see you were hiding something and decided he wanted to know. He puts his phone down and stands. “Why do you ask?” He makes his way towards you with long strides.

“No reason…” You trail off innocently. He quickly moves to reach behind you, but you manage to take a step back just in time. “I said, no reason, Min,” But you could feel your heart rate spiking. He grabs onto your shoulder and pulls you against him before reaching behind you with his other hand, managing to pull the hand that held the cuffs in front of you. He looks down at the fluffy handcuffs.

“I have never,” He says and pulls them from your grasp. “But now I suddenly want to,” He holds them in the air, jiggling them. “Do you want to try them now?” You could feel your insides dropping at the mention of trying it now.

“Yes…” You say. You watch his eyes darken before you felt his hands on your waist, spinning you around and guiding you down the hallway towards the bedroom. He guides you towards the bed before stopping, you watch him toss the cuffs onto the bed before his hand was back on your waist, and you could feel your shirting being pulled upwards. Your eyes shut as you feel his lips against your neck, peppering kisses on your neck. “I love it when you kiss my neck,” His hands slide higher as he pulls your shirt higher.

“We’re going to have a proper build-up before I cuff you to that bed,” He mumbles against your neck. He briefly pulls back to remove your shirt, but once the fabric landed on the floor, his lips were right back against your skin, kissing along it until he felt your body react and knew he found the spot that would make your mind spin.

“Min…” You mumble, and you tilt your head back to lean it against his shoulder, giving him the slightest bit more access. His hands cup your ribcage and slowly slide upwards until his hands slide over your bra-covered breasts. His breath was hot against your skin, and the warmth you felt when he was pressed up against your back. “Get rid of your shirt…” You feel his warmth disappear from you and his hold on your boobs also disappear. “Hmpf,” You whine as you feel his lips also disappear.

“Hey, you said to get rid of my shirt,” He says, and you hear the sound of him removing his shirt. “Don’t be whiny because of something you wanted,” You feel his fingers and knuckles brush against your back before you felt your bra loosen around you. Your back arches once he presses himself against you again.

“Ohh, oh, but you just feel so nice against me, Min,” You mumble. His fingers lightly brush over your shoulders as he pulls the straps down your shoulders and arms before completely removing it from you and dropping it somewhere in the room. His hands cup your boobs again and this time his thumbs make contact with your nipples, and you feel him press a little harder against them than usual. His lips press to the back of your shoulder, and you feel him leave a few kisses upwards until they were at the top.

“Then I think you’re not going to like it once I have you cuffed to that bed,” He says, reminding you how you found yourself in this position. His fingers press into the flesh of your breasts while his thumbs were rolling over your nipples, making them hard underneath his touch. “It's going to have you more whiny and needy then,” His voice was right by your ear, and you felt a shiver travel down your spine at how low it sounded.

“Fuck… Min,” You breathe out and swallow loudly before opening your eyes. His index fingers move along your boobs before you feel him take your nipple between the pads of his fingers and roll the bud between them. “Oh, ohh, hmm,” The feeling was going straight to your core, and you could feel yourself starting to grow wet. “Min…” You feel his lips reach that sweet spot on your neck again, and your lids begin to flutter as he leaves kiss after kiss on it. “Hmmm…” You reach back with one hand and place it against his crotch, you hear him intake a deep breath before you felt his teeth graze against your skin. “Miiiinnnn.”

“Will you whine for me like that?” He mumbles. You rub your hand against his crotch, managing to feel a growing boner underneath the layer of clothes. “Because I want you to do that when I cuff you,” You nod your head as you swallow. “Good,” His hands slide over your ribcage and over your stomach before his thumbs dip into your waistband. “I know I said we’re going to have a proper build-up… but,” He pushes your pants down along with your panties. “I’m impatient now,” You feel his lips move down your shoulder and down your back, his breathing hot against your skin as he bends down to completely push your pants and panties down.

“Hmm, Minho…” You mutter and step out from your clothes. His hands wrap around your ankles, and you feel the slide along your legs as he stands upright, his hands pause on your hips, and you feel him squeeze it.

“Get on the bed,” He mutters before moving away from you. He picks up the cuffs as he moves to the side of the bed, you feel your skin flush with heat and climb onto the bed, you make yourself comfortable in the middle of the bed and lift your arms above your head, you feel him place the fluffy cuffs around your wrist before you heard the clinging sound from the top bar that was attached to the leather headboard as he moves the cuffs though it before cuffing your other hand. “Comfortable?” You nod your head and watch as he moves to the foot of the bed to admire you for a moment. “If we’re going to be using the cuffs often, I should get a hook installed at the top, it’s going to be easier,” He watches as you push your thighs together and smirks. “Naughty girl…”

“Hmm, only for you though,” You say. He places his hands on your ankles and slowly slides them along your legs, a burning trail being left behind on your skin as he does. His hands reach your knees, and you feel him pull your legs apart before he climbs onto the bed, kneeling between them to keep them spread for him. “Not going to get naked?”

“In due time, baby,” He says. His hands slide over the top of your thighs before moving to the outside of them as they move higher and higher, he leans over you, and you feel his jeans rub against your mound, causing you to briefly suck in your stomach at the contact so close to your pussy. “You look so delicious like this,” The air shifts, and you feel it becoming hot and heavy, his hands pause once they reached the side of your ribs. “We should play with cuffs more often,” His lips touch your abdomen, and you watch as he kisses his way upwards.

“Miiinnn,” You moan, feeling sweat already building up on your skin and your insides pulling together as a ball of pleasure was slowly growing inside you. His lips reach the underside of your breast, and you feel his tongue suddenly press against the warm skin and licks a stripe along the curve of it before his mouth reaches your nipple. “Oh, my gosh,” Your lids flutter at the sensation that runs through you. “Min…” His tongue runs over your nipple, and you feel your muscles tighten at the feeling of his tongue sliding over the bud. “Ohhh, oh, fuck, I…” You try to push your legs together, only for you to press them against his body.

“You know…” He begins to say and lifts his head to look at your face. “I think we should get a few more cuffs,” You take in a deep breath as you wait for him to reveal why you needed more, but you had kind of an idea. “Your legs need it too…” You feel your pussy twitch at his words. “Maybe we should look into a spreader bar…”

“Minhoooooo,” You whine. He chuckles and kisses the swell of your breast before his lips were back at your nipple, his tongue licking slowly over it and watch and feel as your body squirms underneath his hold. He hears the cuffs jingle against the metal bar as you tug on it. “Miiinnnn…”

“If I knew you were going to make all these pretty sounds for me while cuffed, I would have gone out and bought these myself,” He says before moving to your other nipple. You feel the rough fabric of his jeans rub against your mound before you felt it against your lower stomach, which makes you take in a shuddering breath. “I like these sounds, baby,” His thumb slides over the nipple he had licked, and you feel him spreading his saliva over the bud and your breast.

“Fuck, Minho… shit…” You mumble, feeling the sensation inside you grow. His mouth suddenly wraps around your nipple, and your back arches at the shockwave that went through you and right down to your pussy. “Hmm, hmm…” You could feel him sucking on the bud, which was only causing your wetness and neediness to grow. “Min… hmm,” You turn your head to the side, and you pull at the cuffs again, your fingers curl into your palm, feeling somewhat frustrated that you couldn’t grab onto him. “Minhhooo,” You weren’t even sure if you were whining his name or moaning for him at this point. Your hips buck into his as you feel a jolt go through you when he suddenly sucked a little harder.

“Hmm, you’re so needy right now,” He mutters as he pulls away, you watch as strings of saliva break off from his lips, that now looked slightly swollen from sucking your nipples. “How wet are you?” You gasp as you feel his hand suddenly cup you, when had it left your body, and when did he slip it between your bodies? “Just listen to you…” Your skin felt like it was on fire, the room felt like it was on fire. His fingers slide over your folds, and he lets out a low him as he feels your juices coating your inner folds.

“Oh, o-ohh, Mi-Minho…” You stutter as you feel his fingers dipping between your folds, collecting your juices onto his fingers and spreading it over your outer folds. “Oh, my… fuck,” Your hands open and close as you imagine grabbing onto him. “Min…”

“Let me see,” He says before he sits back on his knees, his eyes slowly following down your stomach before his eyes fall on your pussy. You turn your head back towards him and let your eyes travel down from his face and over his chest and stomach before stopping once you saw his happy trail there and a few veins on his abdomen.

“Miiinnnhhoooo,” You cry out and squeeze your eyes shut, and you turn your head to the side. Why did you have to suggest the cuffs, you could have been touching his happy trail if you weren’t cuffed right now. “Fuuuck, fuck,” His fingers spread your folds, and you hear him take in a sharp breath.

“Baby, you’re soaking wet already,” He says, and you feel your pussy clench at his words. The way you could feel his eyes burning right into it wasn’t making it any easier to try and hold onto some sanity. “Fuck, it’s so pretty,” Your eyes shoot open as you hear the sound of his zipper being undone, the bed shakes, and you just knew he was getting rid of his jeans. “You have me so hard right now, it felt like my pants were holding everything,” You hear the sound of his jeans hit the floor and turn your head to look at him, finding that he had gotten rid of his underwear as well, and discovered that his cock was standing tall and pre-cum was glistening at the top of it.

“Fucking hell, Minho!” You cry out, tugging a little harder at the cuffs. Did they really need to make them as strong as they were? You watch a devilish smirk cross his lips before you felt his fingers return to your pussy and slide along it, collecting your juices onto them before they reached your clit. His gaze moves upwards, and he watches your face as it contorts with pleasure once he begins to rub your clit.

“Feels good?” He says. He watches as you swallow and digs your fingers into the palms of your hands before you try to turn your wrists to grab onto the cuffs. The sound of your juices squelching fills the air along with the sound of your whimpers and whines.

“Y-yes… Fuck, yes, Minho…” You whine out. You lift your hips and his fingers press harder against your clit. You bend your knees and curl your toes into the bedding, and you push your knees against his body. “Fuck…” Your chest heaves up and down, making you aware of the bedding already sticking to your back.

“Want my fingers inside you?” He asks. His fingers separate around your clit, and he pulls on it and lets it slip through his fingers. You lick your lips and look at him, your eyes were covered with a cloud of lust, and he could see the need in them.

“Yes, fuck, yes, please, Minho…” You chant. “Please… I want to touch you too,” You sounded so desperate as you looked at him and pleaded with him to put his fingers inside you. He slides his fingers along your pussy before reaching your slit and pushing against it.

“You’re going to have to hold on a little longer if you want to touch me,” He says. Your hips lift off the bed as he slips two digits into you. “Look how needy you are,” He glances down and watches your juices push out from your hole and surround his fingers as he pushes them into you. “Fuck, that’s so hot…”

“Miinnhooo,” You whine, your body wanting to turn sideways from the pleasure. “Fuck,” Your body was reacting to his every touch and his every word, and he absolutely loved it.

“Do you know what would enhance what you’re feeling?” He asks. Your hips slowly lower down to the bed until he curls his fingers inside you, which causes you to lift your hips immediately. You look at him, feeling dazed from the pleasure coursing through you. “A blindfold,” He feels your walls clench around him. “Oh, did you like that idea?”

“Minho…” You breathe out. His fingers uncurl before curling again, and you begin lifting and lowering your hips, practically riding his fingers. “I…” His gaze was back on your face, looking at you with intensity. “Maybe…”

“Maybe?” He asks. You watch something flash through his eyes. “Don’t you want to guess where the next touch will come from?” He watches as you swallow and close your eyes, turning your head away from him. “Don’t you want to guess what you’re going to feel next?” He watches as you bite your bottom lip. “Where I could touch… lick… even bite,” He watches as you release your lip and puff out some air.

“Minho, fucking please…” You mutter. He could feel your pussy reacting to his words, and he knew you liked the idea of it. “Not… right now,” He nods his head, a victorious smile crossing onto his lips.

“Not right now, got it,” He says. “I’ll buy the blindfold, since you got the cuffs for us,” He pulls his fingers halfway from you before pushing them back into you, making you gasp loudly at the friction it caused. You could feel the ball of tension inside you growing with each pump of his fingers and each curl he gave once they were deep inside you.

“Minho, fuck!” You gasp. Your muscles pull and twitch as you feel your mind slipping into a pool of ecstasy, stars begin appearing behind your lids, and it felt like your lungs weren’t getting in enough air as you breathed in rapidly. “Minho, Minho, Minho,” He watches as you push your hips into the mattress and felt your walls clamp down around his fingers, your jaw slacks, and he watches as you gasp for air. “MINHO!” The tension inside you snaps and your high goes through you, and Minho could only watch in memorisation as you do. It was like your body glowed when you went through your orgasm, the way your muscles tightened and the way your body seemed to want to twist. “MIN, OH!”

“That’s it, baby, that’s it,” He coos. His thumb touches your clit, and he rubs it, easing you through your high as he pumps his fingers in and out of your sopping hole slowly. “You look so good with my fingers inside you,” He watches as your hips jolt up for a second. “Something else is gonna look better inside you in a moment.”

“MINHO!” You cry out, you manage to turn your hands just enough to grab onto the cuffs and grip them tightly. “Fuck, fuck…” He watches as your body slowly begins to settle and pulls his fingers from you, making sure to slide his thumb off your clit to give one last jolt through your legs. “Mi… Minho…” You feel him slide his cock through your folds, coating himself with your juices, before he slides himself to your entrance. “Oh, oh, oh, fucking… Fuck,” You feel the head of his cock pushing into you, stretching your walls and filling them.

“Uhh, oh, you feel so, uhmm, good,” He groans out, feeling your warm wet walls welcoming his hard cock. “Fuck…” He places his hands on the back of your thighs, and you feel him slowly push your legs up as his hands slide to the back of your knees. “Fuck, taking it so well…” He pushes your legs until they were almost against the bed next to you, his cock sliding deeper into you and brushing against every right spot inside you.

“Fu-fuck, MIN!” You moan. Your back arches as he bottoms out inside you, and pauses, giving you both a moment to get used to the feeling. His mind was already spinning with how your walls felt around him. “I… I’m…” He slowly lifts his hips and his cock slides out of you until only the head remains inside you before he thrusts back into you. “MINHO!” The sound of your juices quickly fills the room along with the sound of your heavy breathing and moans and his groans. “Fu-fuck, it… I want…” You could barely finish your sentence as pleasure washes over your body.

“Hmm, fuck, so good,” He mutters. You kept your eyes squeezed shut, knowing if you looked at him, the sight of him alone would send you over the edge of another orgasm. “Feels so good…” His hips firmly rolled against yours, making sure his cock was reaching deep inside you and slowly pulling out to make your mind spin even more. “Fuck, if you keep doing that I’m not going to last long,” Your walls were pulsing around him from how sensitive they were from his fingers.

“Not my fault,” You gasp. You could feel a tingling sensation going up your spine before you felt it in your toes, causing them to curl. “Miiinnn,” You could feel the sensation going up your legs before it reached the ball of pleasure inside you. “Min, Min…” His thrusts pick up, and the feeling was causing you to see stars again. “Minhhoo,” He shifts slightly, positioning his body so that every time he thrusts into you his pubic bone would rub against your clit. “MINHO!” Which was causing your high to quickly build up inside you. “MINHO!” You tug at the cuffs, feeling the fluffy fabric dig into your wrists as you do.

“Gonna cum around my cock, baby?” He asks breathlessly. You tried to open your eyes to get a glance at him, but you couldn’t force them open. “Do it, baby, do it,” His thrusts were slowly picking up, and you could only assume it was because he could see his own orgasm approaching, and he wanted to dive into that blissful feeling with you. Your legs begin shaking in his hold, and he could feel the moment the tension inside you snapped. “That’s it, like that.”

“FUCK!” You scream, your head turning from side to side as another high crash into you. Your body felt like it was floating through the clouds, and it felt light as you were going through your high. “MINHO, OH, FUCK!” You barely felt his hips snapping into you, your walls milking him for an orgasm, and he was now chasing after his high. “FUCK, I’M GONNA…” You could feel another tightening feeling building inside you, and before you could even come down from your last high, another one crashes into you. Your walls involuntarily clenches around his cock, and he could feel his mind spinning as he felt his balls tightening.

“Fuck… fuck,” He grunts out. His hips stuttered as he could barely control his own hips as he could only focus on chasing his own high. Your juices splatter against your thighs and his with how hard he was pounding into you. “Fuck… Y/n… Y-y/n,” A shockwave goes through him, and he feels his cock twitch as his stomach muscles pull. “F-fuck,” And then he feels it, a relieved feeling washes over him as ropes of cum spill into your pussy, filling you with his load. His hips slow down, and he begins to rock them into yours, easing himself through his high while also getting you through your high as his pubic bone stimulates your clit.

“Miiin, Min,” You whimper out as your body slowly comes down from the high it was experiencing. Your arms tiredly hang from the handcuffs, you were completely worn out from pulling at the cuffs and from the high you experienced. Minho slowly lowers your legs onto the bed and pulls out from you, you could feel your mixed juices spilling from your hole and slowly slipping between your asscheeks.

“Where’s the key?” He asks as he climbs off the bed, his legs felt tired, but he wanted to take the cuffs off from you before he would take the time to catch his breath.

“Drawer,” You mutter. You open your eyes and watch as he walks around the bed and bends over to open the drawer, his hair was sticking to his forehead, sweat coated his skin and the light was causing it to glisten. He takes out the key and presses a knee into the mattress, and he leans over and unlocks the cuffs, your arms fall next to you, completely tired from being in the position they were.

“Let me see…” He mutters as he sits down on the bed, he moves to lay on his side and takes your hand in his, examining your wrist, seeing your skin slightly swollen. “We should find something to protect your wrist,” You looked at him, too tired to turn onto your side to fully face him.

“It's okay…” You whisper. “I asked for this,” You feel him trace his finger along the marks, feeling how warm it was underneath his touch. “Min, it’s fine,” You wanted to pull your hand from his, but you felt too tired to do so. “It’s okay.”

“Let me get some cream and a cloth,” He says. He gets up from the bed and disappears into the bathroom, you hear the water turning on and listen to it run for a while. You just hoped that him seeing the marks wouldn’t put him off from doing this again, because there were still plenty of things involving the cuffs that you wanted to try. “I’m going to clean you first,” He reappears from the bathroom and makes his way towards the bed, he climbs onto it and leans between your legs, sliding the cloth along your legs before over your folds and then between them.

“Hmm… feels nice,” You mutter. He glances up at you and gives a light smile before his gaze was back between your legs as he cleans you. “Min, it didn’t hurt, and it doesn’t hurt now,” He places the cloth on your thigh and reaches for your hand to lift it.

“Let me just take care of them,” He says. He opens the ointment he had brought with him. “Then we can talk about doing it again in the future and if we should find something softer on your skin,” You nod your head and watch as he gently rubs the cream onto your skin before switching hands and doing the same on your other hand.

“Did you already clean yourself?” You softly ask. He closes the ointment and picks the cloth up and hands it to you.

“No, I knew you would pout if you couldn’t do it,” He says. You smile before sitting upright, you reach for his soft cock and carefully run the cloth over him, cleaning him. You move the cloth over his thighs, hoping that you got everything before he took the cloth from you and stood from the bed before making his way to the bathroom again to put the cream away and to rinse the cloth, while you waited for him on the bed, ready to have that conversation with him.

[halsinningiswinning]

Look, their eyes are lit up for each other. It's not a mod or anything, they're just doing that. With the power of love.

[blu-joons]

Kisses With SHINee ~ SHINee Headcanon

Onew:

Jinki is the type of kisser who will always try and bring a smile to your face whenever he’s kissing you

Quite often you can feel his smile whenever he kisses you too as he can’t help but just get excited

His favourite place to kiss is against your cheek, with bonus points for Jinki if he manages to catch the corner of your mouth too

He loves the comfort of being around you and being affectionate, it makes his heart incredibly warm

Whenever you’re not smiling, Jinki will be there trying to kiss the smile back onto your face again

If he’s struggling to find the words they’ll usually be a kiss placed from him to try and express himself

One of your favourite things is how shy Jinki becomes though when he’s affectionate around others

There’s a mutual understanding when it comes to kisses that the two of you both greatly value

Key:

Kibum is the type of kisser who will always be dramatic and try his best to get a laugh out of you

Almost every time he kisses you there’s a loud pop when he kisses you to make sure that you know he’s there

His favourite place to kiss you is against your jaw as Kibum knows it's your most ticklish spot to be kissed on

He loves the simplicity of kisses and how they can go a long way to making the two of you smile

Every morning you’re greeted by a kiss from Kibum, it’s the first thing he always does as his morning routine

One of the things you love to try and do is make him go shy when you kiss him and leave him speechless

He’s definitely not afraid to kiss you in public, Kibum isn’t afraid of showing off his relationship with you

A kiss from Kibum will always brighten your day, he always knows how to kiss you how you want to be kissed

Minho:

Minho is the type of kisser who will protect you and make sure that you know that you’re not alone

He’s never one to shy away from the chance to kiss you either, Minho will take every opportunity he gets

His favourite place to kiss you is against the top of your head so that he can bundle you up in his arms

He loves the romance, very rarely will you be kissed by Minho without being swept off your feet first

One of the things he can always tell is when you’re down, and to cheer you up, a kiss will surely follow

Quite often sneaky kisses will appear from behind you, with Minho snaking his arms around your waist

There’s a time and a place for kissing you in public as far as Minho is concerned, he never makes a big deal

If there’s one thing that can be guaranteed from Minho with kisses, it’s that he’s the perfect gentleman

Taemin:

Taemin is the type of kisser who will get shy around you, kissing you properly makes him very giddy

Kisses remind Taemin that he’s with you, something that he often struggles to truly believe

His favourite place to kiss you is against the tip of your nose, as he loves when you kiss him there too

He loves the intimacy that can often come with kisses as it manages to bring you both closer together

One thing that you often let Taemin know with a kiss is that you’re proud or that you’re impressed with him

No other kiss means as much to him as a reunion kiss though, especially when you’ve been apart for a while

Kissing you around others is very rare for Taemin, mostly as he knows it makes him vulnerable for a teasing

The feeling after a kiss is a particular favourite part for Taemin too when he can feel the kiss lingering

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Masterlist

[smileydk]

Lights, Camera, Action

Pairing: Idol!Taemin x Photographer!OC

Summary: Jiwoo and Taemin have been married for a whole decade. They both debuted in SHINee. As SHINee approached their 15th anniversary Jiwoo started pursuing photography.

Who'd be a better guinea pig model than her own husband?

cw/tw: fluff, cute, praising, suggestive, kissing

Note: I'm obsessed with Taemin lately. Why I don't know. But he's so handsome and pretty, and gorgeous, and sexy and- yeah

''Taeminie my babyyy~'' Jiwoo walked through the front door with a sweet smile on her lips.

Taemin, sitting on the couch, looked up from the book he was reading and raised a knowing eyebrow. ''Yes, my dearest wife? What are you gonna subject me to this time?''

Jiwoo smiled and walked over to the couch. She wrapped her arms around his neck and looked down at him with a pleading smile.

Taemin knew that smile very well. Whenever she wanted him to do something she'd smile like that.

''You know how I've been taking photography classes, right baby?'' Taemin nodded. ''Right, so this week's assignment was to photograph something sexy... so I thought who's better for the job than the Lee Taemin?''

Taemin chuckled as he leaned his head against the back rest. He looked up at Jiwoo, who was already looking down at him and pursed his lips.

Jiwoo leaned down and kissed his lips sweetly.

''Will you please help me, baby?'' Jiwoo fluttered her eyelashes sweetly.

''I can't, and you know I can't. I told you this morning. And I know you know since you call be "baby". I have to go to the dance studio and work on the "Guilty" choreography. I would help you if I-''

Jiwoo pouted. ''Pretty please?''

Taemin chuckled. ''I don't have ti-''

''Pretty please with sugar on top?! If you loved me-'' Taemin raised an eyebrow. ''-you would help me''

Taemin sighed. ''You're annoying''

''I know. And since you won't help me, I'm calling Minho'' Taemin nodded for her to go on.

So she did.

She found her phone and found Minho's contact. She pressed his contact and put it on speaker phone. Taemin just sat there.

''Jiwoo! My favorite Lee! 'Sup?''

Taemin glared at the phone. ''What do you mean "favorite Lee?!" I thought it was me!''

In the background Jiwoo and Taemin heard Onew cursing at Minho for calling someone else his favroite Lee.

''Too bad, you ain't. And neither are you, Hyung! Now, how can I help my favorite Lee''

''So, for my photography classes I have to photograph something sexy, and Taemin's an ass and won't help me, so would you like to be my sexy model? Maybe something shirtless, or maybe-''

Taemin grabbed Jiwoo's phone from her hands and glared at his wife. ''Buh-bye Hyung, we don't need you''

''Goodbye, see you tom-''

Jiwoo laughed loudly as Taemin ended the call in the middle of Minho's sentence. He chucked her phone behind his shoulder. He turned to his wife and raised an eyebrow.

''You're a bully''

''So you'll help me?'' Jiwoo smiled sweetly.

Taemin sighed loudly. ''Fine! I'll call Noona and tell her practice is off'' He picked up his own phone. ''You're lucky I love you'' He mumbled a pouty tone.

As he ended the call, telling "Noona" he was sick and couldn't dance today. "Noona" didn't believe him for a single second, but she let it slide this time.

She did however warn him if he repeated this she would come to their apartment and drag him to the dance studio herself.

''Now, back to your little rendezvous, do we have any studio lights? Or any equipment at all?''

Jiwoo's sweet, kiss-ass look, switched into a sheepish look. ''I might have bought a camera, studio lights and all that before asking you''

''Why?''

''I just- my backup plan was Minho, I knew he would accept without a fight'' Jiwoo smirked as she headed out the door to get the stuff she bought.

Taemin gasped dramatically. ''How dare you even think of Minho as a backup?'' His wife simply smiled and kissed his cheek.

After they'd set up all the different lights and cameras, and props and whatnot that Jiwoo had brought home, in the bathroom, the woman turned to her husband with a smirk.

''And now, you. We gotta change all...'' Jiwoo moved her hands around her husband's body. ''...this''

''What? I look sexy as I am'' Taemin raised an eyebrow.

''Well that I won't deny. But! This is not what I invisioned...'' She motioned to his oversized hoodie and sweatpants. ''I was thinking that it could fit with your upcoming comeback... so I might have got you a completely new outfit''

She dug out a white tank-top, a pair of white boxers and a pair of blue, baggy (jeans) pants. Taemin reluctantly took the clothes and changed out of his sweatpants and hoodie.

As he showed the outfit to Jiwoo she held up a finger. She started pulling and adjusting his pants. She could feel Taemin's smirk on his lips as her hands brushed past his lower stomach.

''Shut up'' She mumbled and continued her adjusting.

''I didn't say anything!'' Taemin exclaimed and placed his hands on his hips.

Jiwoo ignored him and stepped back. She looked him up and down. He posed jokingly and Jiwoo chuckled.

Jiwoo stood him in front of the bathroom. ''Let's... add a bit of choreo to the photo. Right hand under shirt, show off your stomach. You know, the key move''

Taemin smirked. ''If you wanted me naked you should've just asked, baby''

''Ha. Ha'' Jiwoo laughed sarcastically and loooked at her husband with a forced smile. ''Pose, asshole''

''Yes, ma'am!'' Taemin saluted her and did as she'd wished. ''Lights, camera, action''

Jiwoo stared at him for a moment. ''You're such a weirdo'' Taemin flashed a dorky smile.

Jiwoo continued staring at Taemin as he did the pose she requested. It looked good, but not enough. ''Head down. Hand around your neck''

Taemin did as instructed.

This was another reason as to why Jiwoo wanted to work with her own husband, he'd been in the industry for so long. He knew exactly how to pose, he followed instructions well and he was naturally sexy.

Perfect sexy model.

Jiwoo snapped a few pictures of Taemin in that pose, altering some small things. When she was satisfied with it she showed it to model himself.

''Wow, I look good'' Jiwoo chuckled. ''What are you laughing at? I look sexy. Who knows, maybe these will be my concept photos? You're good at this''

Jiwoo blushed as he praised her. ''You really think that?''

Taemin nodded and hugged her tightly. ''The best! Now, next pose!''

The afternoon continued. Taemin posed as Jiwoo instructed. It started professionally, Taemin answered Jiwoo being very serious about the whole thing.

Then it slowly turned into Taemin doing as he wished and Jiwoo accepting it.

After almost 3 hours of snapping photos they decided to wrap it up.

''I'm gonna edit these a bit. Then you can see them''

Taemin pouted. ''I wanna see them now!''

Jiwoo raised an eyebrow. ''Taemin, sweetie, you're 30, not a toddler. You'll see them when I'm done''

''Okay...''

However, editing proved to be difficult when you had a 30 year old husband who decided he needed attention at this exact moment.

Jiwoo was trying to edit the pictures she seemed to be the best ones. Taemin sat behind her on the bed, legs on each side of her body, arms around her waist as he watched her edit.

His shin rested on her shoulder as she tapped away on the computer.

Taemin's attention span was about the same as a 5 year old, on a sugar high.

His fingers started tapping a rhythm on Jiwoo's thighs and he started humming to himself. Jiwoo turned around and raised an eyebrow. She'd told him if he wanted to sit here. Silence.

He quickly stopped.

But then his attention started wearing thin again. He found a hairbrush ans some hair ties Jiwoo had laying around.

He carefully started brushing Jiwoo's hair and braiding it. Jiwoo stopped her editing and turned around. She smiled.

''You really have no patience. You're like a five year old'' Jiwoo examined the braid. It was good.

''Yet you love me. Besides, if I was a five year old, wouldn't that make you a predator?''

Jiwoo raised her eyebrow. ''Ha. Ha''

''I'll go cook or something. Have a good editing session''

''Love you!'' Jiwoo yelled through the house as Taemin bounced down the stairs.

''Love you more!''

After Jiwoo'd edited the photos she headed into the kitchen to show Taemin.

Taemin, who was making tteokbokki, was amazed.

''My wife's so talented! And I'm much more sexy than Minho-Hyung would ever be''

Jiwoo chuckled and patted his cheek. ''That's your opinion''

''Whatever. You and I both know I'm speaking facts. Now, I think these are perfect for my concept photos this comeback. And I'm saving money if use my lovely wife's hard labor''

''Who said I'm free?'' Jiwoo raised an eyebrow and placed her hands on her hips. ''I'm an expensive bitch''

''Well... expensive? Yes. But bitch? No. What do you want as pay? I could think of a few things I know you'd like'' Taemin smirked as he placed his own hands on Jiwoo's.

Jiwoo chuckled and shook her head. ''You're such a pervert''

Taemin couldn't see the problem. She wanted pay. He had something to pay with. Which they'd both enjoy.

''Besides. I have to send these in for class and-''

Before Jiwoo could finish her sentence Taemin pressed his lips against hers. Jiwoo giggled as he pulled away.

''You talk too much sometimes''

''And you have too little patience. Your tteok is burning'' Jiwoo pointed at the pan, which smoked a bit more than it should've.

Taemin turned around and spotted the pan. He quickly moved it from the heat. He smiled awkwardly as he turned back to his wife.

''It's not burnt. It just... on the verge of burning. Want some?''

Jiwoo smiled. He was so cute. And he tried cooking. Which he rarely did. ''Of course I will''

As they are Taemin's half-burnt creation Taemin smirked. ''Next time you should do a budoir photoshoot''

Jiwoo choked on the food. ''Lee Taemin!? WHAT THE FUCK!?''

''What? It was just an idea! I'm sexy. You're a great photographer. And...''

''You just want a reason to get naked'' Jiwoo deadpanned him. ''And don't even deny it, you're... you''

''Oh baby. If I wanted to be naked I'd be naked'' He winked and continued eating his food.

''Fuck you, Lee Taemin''

''Anytime, baby''

[skinnypaleangryperson]

The absolute sweetest man I've ever seen, both in real life and in media 💚