#and tyun 😵‍💫😵‍💫

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AJKLSDFH MR. JOSHUA FROM LA AS A SUGAR DADDY 😳

he’d probably take you on lots of international flights and shopping at rodeo drive to show you off !! just imagine attending fancy charity events with being his arm candy and he’s just so smug about being with you knowing that you automatically capture everyone’s attention in the room

… thots on sugar daddy!shua brat taming tho? 👁️👁️

it’s currently nighttime for me and i spent the most of the day catching up on work bc i procrastinated during break sar save my sanity🧍‍♀️

p.s. as someone taehyun biased i just saw the pic you posted and maybe i will not be getting sleep tonight

p.p.s. my keyboard now has seungschlong autocorrected next to seungcheol

CHARITY GALAS W/ SD!JOSHUA. that’s the thought.

shua will get you all pretty for him, buying you the nicest cocktail dress money can get and he’ll take you to the snazzy occasion. he knows all eyes will be on you as soon as you walk in because you are the most elegant and beautiful person in the room. he can’t help but feel proud that you’re his pretty baby.

joshua also knows how you get at these events— bored and undeniably horny. so he gives you a lil incentive. if you’re good for him, he’ll give you everything you want. he’ll devour you, fuck you dumb, and fill you up just like you love. he says you won’t even be there long, that as soon as the hosts announce the charity the organization has chosen that he’ll give his donation and take you home— so, naturally, you agree.

but after being with you for so long, he definitely knows that… you’ve never really cared for the incentives. you like when he’s mean. when he puts you in your place.

that’s why he’s not really surprised when your hand starts rubbing at his thigh under the table or when you press your lips to his ear and whisper, “when can we go home, shua…‘m so wet.”

he just smirks, shaking his head. he gives you a chance, though he knows you wont take it. “be good, baby.” he’ll say sweetly, but there’s a sternness in his hushed voice that has your stomach flipping in anticipation.

when you ignore demand, hand palming over his cock with a cheeky smirk on your face, he knows you’ve decided your fate.

so he lets you tease him for the remainder of the night. lets you whisper into his ears about how much you want him. then, when you get home, he’ll give you the opposite of what you’d agreed on earlier.

he’ll push you to your knees while you’re still in your pretty dress and make you take his cock down your throat till your mascara runs. he’s ruthless, too, thrusting into your constricting throat calling you all these degrading things that make you and your pussy cry.

then when you still haven’t apologized for your behavior… when you still wear that stupid, smug grin on your face, he’ll edge you for what feels like hours. he’ll start with his fingers— fuck them into you relentlessly and when you’re just about to cum, he’ll pull them out, reveling in the way you sob out his name. he’ll wait a few minutes and when your orgasm dissipates, he’ll bring you to your high just to rip it away all over again.

when you’re finally incessantly apologizing, he coos. “you’re cute, do you wanna cum that bad, doll?” and when you cry out a ‘yes.’ he just chuckles meanly before gripping your jaw and ghosting his lips over yours, “well, maybe you should’ve thought of that when you were acting like a slut tonight.”

needless to say, he does let you cum at the very end of the night because he doesn’t have it in him to leave you high n dry.

(he very much feels bad abt it the next day, though, so he spoils you with morning head and a day full of shopping <3)

[michipan]

ashlee WHAT IS UR FUCKING PROBLEM??? I HATE U SM I JUST GRRRR (i could kiss you i’m falling onto my knees i’m so in love with u and ur works)

high sex is just. it’s literally my greatest weakness i don’t think you understand how feral i got when you proposed the idea AND WITH TAEJUN???? like OH MY GODDD they’re literally my weakness and it’s even funnier bc ain’t no way u paired my first bias with my most recent one…. i’m taking this as an assassination attempt btw.

so much about this story just had me. like. weak in the knees insane biting my fist gripping my hair squirming and screaming like crazy— “you’re late. your boyfriends are already high off their asses.” idk why but that just got to me??? like yes… my bfs… aidhskdj i’m just kidding but seriously the fact that it’s kinda known that the two are literally obsessed with the mc had me 🫠

ANYWAYS. the… the the the. the smut. the dynamics. my fingers are shaking as i type this… they’re so fucking hot i think i could die. when i tell you my jaw DROPPED from the shotgunning???? ohhhmy god i’d literally give my soul to shotgun with tyun i’m so 😁 normal 😁 about this 😁!! the way they’re so teasing and condescending!!! oh my stomach hurts i think i’m about to pass out.

“such a lightweight. so cute”

“answer him”—“use your words”

“tae, you gotta feel her.”

“say it or i won’t give it to you” okay no yeah that’s cool i’m so ok rn this is fine i feel great !

also just. the way she fucking slumped and practically blacked out from her orgasm…. and them playing rock paper scissors to see who goes first is so 😭— but the whole thing where tyun was worried she was too far gone to take them only for the mc to reassure him she could— i don’t think u understand the way i felt when i read that.

OKAYYY i did wayyyy too much for all this it’s embarrassing BUT lemme just say. this is like. my fav and the ONLY taejun fic ever, u seriously took all the things that make me go bonkers and dumped it all into this fic and i hate u (love u) sm for that. their characterization was so fucking hot god damn…. this fic means everything to me thank u for ur service 🫡

💨‧₊˚.° 11:58 p.m. (m) — choi yeonjun & kang taehyun

genre: smսt, threesome, doms!fratboys!taejun, sub!fem!reader, friends to ???, high sex + car sex = 😵‍💫

wc: 4.9k (someone sedate me pls)

becoming friends with frat boys was never part of your plan for college. 

alas, here you are, two of them basically surgically attached to your hip. your first semester of junior year has been full of surprises thus far, your blooming friendship with yeonjun and taehyun being the most significant one; what started out as partners for a project has transformed into a close friendship with the two guys, and your new norm now consists of grabbing starbucks together before heading to class, hitting the gym with either one or both of them in tow, and — for better or for worse — attending their frat’s infamous parties every weekend.

and lucky you: you’ve just arrived at one.

as you climb the steps of tau chi tau’s gigantic house, you spot the bright blond hair of one of the pledges on door duty — your favorite pledge, actually. 

“sunoo!” you greet, tackling him into a hug as soon as you reach him. he reciprocates easily, his lips curling into a small smile before he’s pulling away.

“you’re late,” he teases. “your boyfriends are already high off their asses.”

you scoff, nudging his shoulder with a closed fist. “first of all, they’re not my boyfriends. second of all, they knew i wasn’t gonna be here for a while, and i promised i’d be their d.d. tonight, so,” you shrug. he rolls his eyes playfully, but opens the door for you anyway.

“yeah, yeah, whatever. they should be in the basement,” he says, gesturing for you to go inside. “just be careful, it reeks down there.”

you laugh. “thanks, dude.”

as the front door shuts behind you, you take in the state of the house. the air is hot and humid against your skin, your shoes getting stuck on the floor that is covered with liquids you’d rather not identify. some rap song pounds in your ears, and you nod your head along to the beat as you slip between a small space between two groups, finally reaching the door that leads down to the basement. the moment you swing it open, the potent stench of weed bombards your senses. your nose scrunches up — sunoo wasn’t wrong.

in vain, you wave your hand in front of your face as you make your descent. the haze floating in the air grows a bit thicker the further that you go, your only goal now being to get them out of here before you start feeling the effects as well. you eventually have to drive, for christ’s sake, and you’re not looking to get a dui anytime soon. with one last step, you make it to the bottom of the staircase. the music is quieter down here, but the smell is far worse than upstairs. a familiar laugh pulls your attention to the couch facing away from you, two very familiar heads of hair catching your attention. as you sneak up behind them, you press your index finger against your lips, silently telling beomgyu — who sits on the couch opposite to them — to keep quiet. he simply smirks at you.

“y/n’s here,” he calls. annoyed, you flip him the bird and send him a scalding glare before leaning over the back of the couch, your scowl quickly being replaced by a grin. two pairs of red-rimmed eyes find yours, widening in tandem when they register that you are, in fact, there. 

“my baby!” yeonjun cries, his hands reaching up to pull you down towards him. his lips meet your forehead, pressing an aggressive kiss there, palms squishing your cheeks to hold you in place. you struggle to pull away from his grip, ignoring his pout and insistent grabby hands once you do. you sate him by linking your fingers with his. 

“you’re later than usual,” taehyun comments from next to him, a smile permanently etched on his lips, the sight a testament to his inebriated state. unlike yeonjun, he doesn’t move to touch you, perfectly content with watching. 

“i literally told you earlier that i had a paper due at twelve,” you remind him, removing your hands from yeonjun’s as you round the side of the couch, aiming to sit on the arm of it. that is, until yeonjun pulls you between them so that you rest on his left thigh and taehyun’s right. yeonjun wraps an arm around your waist, while taehyun rests a hand on your upper thigh. you try your best not to squirm. they’re your friends, but you’re not fucking blind. 

“you could’ve asked me for help,” taehyun murmurs close to your ear, squeezing the meat of your thigh. his warm breath tickles the side of your neck, and you gulp. directly across from you, beomgyu meets your flustered gaze, an amused eyebrow raised as he sinks further into the couch. you tear your eyes away from him to focus on your fingers twiddling in your lap. 

“i-i didn’t wanna bother you,” you admit, and he emits a giggle. the hand not sitting on your thigh reaches over to pinch your cheek.

“you’re so cute,” he coos, and for some reason, the praise goes straight to your center. “i wouldn’t’ve minded.”

okay, time to go. you don’t you can handle any more of their pda, and you’re starting to feel a bit weird after inhaling all of that smoke. if you want to get to their apartment, you need to leave right now. standing, you stretch your limbs in a poor attempt to rid them of their shakiness. 

“time to go,” you voice, turning to face them. their eyes are dark and hooded as they look up at you. you falter a bit, stumbling when yeonjun rapidly leans forward and gathers you in his arms again. 

“but i don’t wannaaaa!” yeonjun whines, pulling you back onto the couch and straight onto his lap, his grip around your waist tightening enough that you’re pulled against his chest. “ten more minutes!”

sighing, you wiggle in his grasp, to no avail. you look over at taehyun for help, only to find him laughing at the sight. then, an idea pops into your mind, something that you know will appeal to both of them.

you turn your head towards yeonjun. “what if i take you to mcdonald’s?”

that gets them going. after one last odd look and crude gesture from beomgyu, you guide them out of the house and into yeonjun’s car. taehyun rides shotgun, while yeonjun mumbles in the back about how that’s unfair treatment — it’s his car, after all. despite yeonjun’s initial complaints, the drive over to the closest mcdonald’s is filled with loud, off-key singing from yeonjun and hysterical giggles from taehyun. it makes your eyes roll, but a tiny grin pulls at your lips all the while. 

“you’re lucky i love you guys,” you mumble, pulling into a spot in the parking lot after giving the drive-through worker the largest order that they have probably ever received, digging into your mcflurry as they silently inhale their burgers, fries, and their own mcflurrys. the pace at which they eat both impresses and terrifies you.

as soon as all three of you have finished, you begin the drive over to their place. you assume that they will let you stay over given how late it is, and it’s not as if they’ve ever minded before. after a few minutes, you realize how oddly quiet they’re being, and you look over to find taehyun staring at you, eyes unblinking and full of an emotion you can’t quite place. you whip your head back to the road — until you hear a sharp shink from the back. looking through the rearview mirror, you find yeonjun’s lighter poised to a brand new joint that rests between his plush lips, the flame bright and inching closer and closer to the paper.

“dude, you are not about to hotbox this car,” you groan. “put the fucking lighter down.”

“it’s my car. i can do whatever i want,” he mumbles in defiance, the lighter moving precariously closer again and illuminating his face in the dark backseat. you swing an arm between the two front seats in a poor attempt to grab the lighter. a hand moving to your thigh — taehyun’s hand — and squeezing nearly causes you to swerve the car before you gain control again. 

you glance over at the boy next to you as his fingers trail up and down your inner thigh, panic lacing your pupils, but you are distracted once again when the flame in your peripherals returns. “yeonjun, i swear to god—”

“don’t you want some?” taehyun interrupts, his hand stilling on a patch of skin high on your thigh, dangerously close to your center. “you worked hard today, you should let loose.”

you do. you really, really do. the stress built up in your muscles has become almost overbearing, and you’d think that it would be gone after your paper was out of the way, but no. honestly, all you want to do right now is relax, and taehyun’s offer is more than tempting — but you also don’t want to crash yeonjun’s car. at the same time, you are within walking distance to their apartment, so maybe…

“fine. just— just let me park first,” you concede, pulling into the nearest empty parking lot, parking in the dark back corner and subsequently cutting the headlights. twisting in your seat, you find yeonjun already prepared with an old pill bottle full of pre-rolled joints. an insane amount of them, actually. you snatch one and place it between your lips, reaching for the lighter in yeonjun’s other hand, only for him to pull it away. 

“nuh-uh,” he drawls with a lazy smirk. “c’mere.”

in curiosity, you lean forward, wondering what, exactly, his game is. he sets the bottle down, and his fingers reach up to grip your chin, fingertips lightly digging into the skin as he brings the lighter up and lights the joint for you. your stomach flips, your thighs automatically closing around taehyun’s hand. wrenching your face away, you turn towards the front again, heart racing in your chest as you take your first hit. then another. you block out the other two as you allow your high to take over. you don’t notice taehyun’s grip on you slip away.

over the course of what you think is a few minutes, your body begins to relax into the seat, head thrown back against the headrest as your brain fogs up. blurry eyes stare up at the gray ceiling. you eventually register just how hot it is, then notice the sheer amount of smoke that’s floating past your vision. a finger pokes your cheek, and you follow the hand back to taehyun. you smile subconsciously.

“such a lightweight, so cute,” he says, tapping his finger against your cheek again. you notice that he doesn’t have a joint of his own. “gimme a hit.”

“get your own,” you reply with a defiant hum, cheeks warming as you jokingly shield your joint with your body. he sighs. 

“c’mon, i just wanna try something. you trust me, right?” he murmurs. blinking hard, it takes you a moment to send him a lethargic nod. he peels the joint from your fingers with ease. “come closer.”

you obey, leaning over until mere inches separate your faces. he grabs you by the collar of your t-shirt, urging you to come closer. his eyes flit to your lips before they meet your gaze again — as if the weed wasn’t enough, this whole situation is rendering you even dizzier. 

silently, he pushes a thumb against your lips, pressing forward to part them. your mouth immediately accommodates the digit, and it presses against your tongue for a moment before dragging down to your bottom lip, your saliva mixing with your lipgloss. something quiet and pathetic sounds from your throat, your breath stuttering in your chest when he bites down on his own lip, his big, wide eyes far from innocent as he stares at you.

“keep it open,” he quietly orders, voice low and demanding, before he removes his thumb completely. you sit there, mouth agape like a fish out of water while he places your joint to his lips and inhales deeply. the seam of his lips closes immediately. then, he leans in, his lips mere millimeters away from yours. he holds your gaze as he opens his mouth and blows the smoke into your mouth, and you inhale it with a shaky breath. it travels down your throat and deep into your lungs, but the heat that spreads through your body isn’t from the smoke — no, it’s something overwhelmingly feverish. needy, wanton. 

the moment your eyes flutter close, taehyun’s lips are on yours, the taste of him sweet from the ice cream he ate earlier. the smoke you exhale passes between your parted mouths, drifting out into the cabin of the car. he feels around for the cupholder, then for his soda, using a single hand to pop open the lid before he’s dunking the lit blunt into the liquid, the movement of his lips unwavering all the while. he wastes no time in curling his palm around the nape of your neck, pulling you closer as he devours you whole. 

“holy fuck,” you vaguely hear yeonjun gasp, too far gone in the sensation of the languid, saliva-slicked kiss. it feels as if you are floating on top of a cloud, and you move to grab at his bicep to ground yourself. taehyun slips his tongue past your lips, curling the muscle around your own and immediately establishing his power over you. whining into his mouth, you attempt to pull away, only for yeonjun to cup your face and take over the kiss. taehyun’s hand slides down your neck and to one of your covered breasts, groping the soft mound of flesh over the fabric of your t-shirt. you moan into yeonjun’s mouth.

gentle hands pull you over the center console and into the back, yet yeonjun doesn’t break the kiss as he gathers you in his lap, your trembling thighs straddling his hips. you feel his cock press directly into your center when presses you down by your hips. your arms throw themselves around his neck, your lips slotting against his like a matching puzzle piece. the car rocks when taehyun slinks to the back as well, but yeonjun refuses to share you, hips angling upwards to grind his boner harder against your panty-clad core. 

“quit hogging her, you asshole,” taehyun growls from next to you, flipping your skirt up in the process to reveal your lacy panties to their eyes. the man next to you caresses the swell of your ass before landing a light smack. you jolt on top of yeonjun with a pathetic squeak, and his hand comes down again. in stark contrast to his actions, his tone is kind, perhaps a bit condescending, as he addresses you, “ooh, that feels good, doesn’t it? our baby likes to be spanked?”

their baby? something warm fills your veins at that, a quiet whimper muffled by yeonjun’s mouth. with the thin fabric of your panties embarrassingly sticking to your folds, you tear your lips away from yeonjun’s to hide your face in his chest, unable to face either of them. however, the rhythm of your hips does not falter. yeonjun forces you to look at taehyun with a firm grip that squishes your cheeks together, your lip puckering involuntarily. 

“answer him.” his warm breath fans over your ear as he speaks. a shiver racks your body despite the feverish heat surging through your body. knowing your voice will betray you, you opt for a shaky nod. 

taehyun’s gaze burns into your own, the blunt, rounded edges sharpened by lust. his dark pupils are the only thing that you can see in full clarity, the rest a foggy blur. “use your words.”

“yes,” you mumble, eyes screwed shut and your cheeks hotter than they’ve ever felt before. the feeling has spread down to your neck, your chest, the epicenter settling in your lower stomach. it festers there and tears at your insides like a feral beast and all you can think about is them — them using you, them fucking you. your breathing grows heavier before you feel a tap to your cheek, the skin stinging at the contact. 

“open your eyes, baby.”

you’re not sure who says it, but either way, you submit. eyelids fluttering open, you find both of them peering at you like two wolves stalking a soft, wide-eyed little lamb. your tongue feels like sandpaper in your mouth when they exchange scheming looks, their hands all over you as they maneuver your body as if you’re a doll. when did they plan this? how did you not notice their soft murmurs? 

you end up sitting between them, legs spread wide with one leg thrown over each of their laps. taehyun aims his focus towards your breasts, shoving your t-shirt up and yanking your bra down with little care, a hand tweaking one of your tits as the other curls itself in your hair and yanking your head back against the headrest. you cry at the sensation of his lips mouthing at your neck and his fingers pulling and groping your sensitive flesh. on the other side of you, yeonjun wastes no time in attempting to divert your attention back to him. shifting your panties to the side, he caresses your folds before dipping down to your entrance and groaning. 

“oh my god, you’re fucking soaked,” he groans as he gathers your wetness on his fingertips. “tae, you gotta feel her.”

said man’s hand leaves your breast, reaching down to join yeonjun’s at your center. a light brush over your clit causes your hips to twitch before he’s reaching down to swipe your entrance and—

“shit, you’re right,” taehyun breathes against your neck. “that’s so hot.”

without speaking, they begin to work in tandem as they pick you apart. a quiet, barely there voice in the back of your mind wonders if they’ve done this before, but that thought is quickly shooed away once two of yeonjun’s long fingers slide into your needy hole to the knuckle, the delicious stretch of your walls causing you to keen. your spine arches off of the seat when he begins to slide them in and out, curling up and grinding into that sensitive little spot inside you that you can never quite hit. meanwhile, taehyun ghosts a finger over your clit that aches for stimulation, his free hand digging into your thigh to keep you spread wide for them, your leg twitching in his grasp. he circles the sensitive bud as yeonjun adds a third finger to the mix, his movements growing faster as he feels your walls relax around his digits. taehyun ducks his head down to your breast, wrapping his lips around your nipple, his teeth scraping lightly against it. crying out, you plead for them to keep going. 

“such a tight little pussy,” yeonjun rambles directly into your ear, and you clench around his fingers. he nibbles at your earlobe before he continues, voice deep and growly and too much. fuck, it’s too much. “you look s’sexy right now, y’know that? so fuckin’ pretty. gonna make sure you can’t think about anything but us— gonna fuck you so dumb, baby. haven't even had our cocks ‘n you’re already losing it. s’cute.” 

with how wound up you are already, it doesn’t take long for the heat building in your stomach to bubble over, the overwhelming sensations all over your body coaxing you through your intense orgasm, waves a pleasure wracking your trembling body, your release coating yeonjun’s fingers while taehyun leans up to capture your lips. your whimpers are muffled by his mouth. the pleasure seems to have no beginning nor end, dizzying and causing your mind to drift somewhere far away, barely able to reciprocate the kiss. neither of them stop their ministrations until you’re pawing at their hands with a pitiful whine, your words staccato and incoherent.

you sit there, chest heaving and your clothes disheveled, barely able to comprehend the way the two boys argue over who should have you first. hands fly in front of your vision, a closed fist versus a flat hand, and though you can barely see through the smoke floating through the air and your terribly cloudy vision, you recognize that they’re playing a petty game of rock-paper-scissors. a dopey giggle shakes your body as you throw your head back against the back seat. they share a concerned glance. 

“y/n? can you look at me?” taehyun carefully asks. your empty-headed grin remains on your face while you turn to face him, humming in half-baked acknowledgment. he frowns, a hand coming up to cup your face as he takes in your red-rimmed, glazed over eyes. he peers around you towards yeonjun. “i don’t know if she can take more, jun.”

the words sober you up slightly, your grin dropping. “n-no! wan’ more, wan’ your cocks,” you ramble. “need them, please.”

“you heard her. she needs us,” yeonjun muses, already reaching for your loose limbs. “‘n i won, so c’mere, baby.”

yeonjun gathers you into his lap like earlier. this time, however, you feel his tip pressing at your fluttering entrance, an arm around your waist to hold you up. he looks up at you with a smirk. “ready, baby?”

you nod, and he wastes no time to begin slowly pushing your hips down. the flared, leaky head of his cock breaches your entrance. you whine, walls fluttering around him already as he moans. the rest of him presses into you inch by inch. it seems as if you can feel him everywhere — in your stomach, in your throat, the length of his cock almost too much for you to handle. the tip curves perfectly against your, his shaft grinding against your g-spot as he gently rocks his hips, allowing you to adjust to the overwhelming stretch. your whines grow pitchier as he finds his rhythm, hands on your waist as he bounces you up and down on his cock. he curses under his breath, fingers digging into your skin hard enough to bruise. he watches you with his tongue between his teeth, lips curled into something cruel and patronizing.

“feelin’ good, pretty?” he breathes, eyes rolling back into his skull as he begins to snap his hips to meet your own. the slap of skin grows louder, echoing throughout the car along with each of your moans and whines. your eyelids flutter, speechless, a cry tearing from your throat when he swipes a thumb over your slick clit, your walls tightening further around him. he doesn’t seem to mind your lack of response, and with a string of curses, he slams you down harder, lips clashing with yours as both of you chase your highs. desperation coats your tongues as he bites down on your bottom lip, pulling it back as you whine, clinging to him desperately, nails biting his skin and leaving deep half-moons in their wake. the slight sting of pain spurs him on, pulling away to spew filthy words into your ear.

“gonna fuckin’ cum deep inside you— ohh fuck, you seem to want that, hm? t-tightened so much around me. you need my cum, don’t you? say you need it,” he demands, holding your face close to his, dark pupils searing into your skin. a light slap to your cheek wakes you up a little. “c’mon— shit. say it or i won’t give it to you.”

“n-need it!” you unabashedly sob, feeling your high hit you. “please, jjunie, cum in me. pleasepleasepleaseplease—”

a deep groan cuts your pleas off, a warmth that floods your walls following close behind. he paints your insides white as he whimpers against your neck, hips twitching as he fucks it further into your hole. you quiver on top of him, holding him close with your arms slung around his neck, nearly in tears at how amazing it feels, sweat clinging to your skin and sticking to your shirt. it takes you much longer to come down this time, your body twitching erratically as the aftershocks continue to roll through your body. 

“jesus christ,” taehyun mutters next to you, and you remove your face from yeonjun’s violet hair to look over at him. his cock lays heavy in his hand, veins bulging as he strokes up and down, pausing at the top to swipe the bead of precum at the tip and smear it over the angry head. the sight causes your mouth to water. the urge to feel him against your tongue is almost too much for you to bear. sliding off of yeonjun with a whine and sore legs, you go to lean down for a taste — before taehyun stops you with a firm hand.

“what do you think you’re doing?” he asks, jaw set as he leers over you. 

“i-i just wanted to—”

“nuh-uh, baby. you don’t just get to do what you want. jun and i are in charge here,” he says, squeezing your jaw roughly. “now, get on your back. head on jun’s lap.”

silently, you do just that, finding yeonjun’s dick already rock hard again right near your face. your juices mixed with his cum gives his lengthy cock a light sheen in the low light, but your attention is soon pulled back to taehyun when he wraps his legs around his waist. towering above you, he guides his head along your slick folds, smearing the remnants of your and yeonjun’s last orgasm along himself. he taps it against your clit, chuckling when your hips jump.

“such a sensitive little thing,” he coos. taehyun doesn’t warn you as he guides his cock to your entrance and pushes his hips forward in one fluid motion, burying himself to the hilt in seconds. the feeling of his cock inside you is far different than yeonjun’s; taehyun’s is a little shorter, but much thicker, the stretch of your hole borderline painful. 

“h-holy fuck, you’re tight,” he gasps, voice sharp as he tries to hold himself together, resting there for a moment as he allows you to adjust to the sudden intrusion. the moment your hips start to grind against him, his jaw ticks, rolling his hips into you as he watches your brows furrow and mouth fall open into an ‘o.’ hands grip your waist as his thrusts quickly sharpen, harder and deeper and cruel. you blink up at him, whining. smoke hangs around his head like a halo, but the cruel snap of his hips is far from holy. 

diverting your gaze away, yeonjun poises his tip at your lips for you to suckle, breathing shaky as your soft tongue delivers kitten licks to the head. just as he curls a hand in your hair, you slip your tongue into the small slit at the very top as your moans vibrate against him, reveling in how he hisses at the feeling, his thighs flexing beneath your head. your dopey smile returns, eyes rolling back as taehyun continues his hard thrusts, quiet grunts falling from his lips as angles his hips upward in an attempt to get your gaze back on him. it works, your eyes widening adorably as he presses his cock right against your g-spot. his teeth graze his bottom lip, biting down hard when he feels you clench around him, a direct result of yeonjun tweaking one of your puffy nipples. 

taehyun is quiet as he fucks you, only quiet curses coming from him as he uses your body to chase his orgasm. a hand slides up your stomach to wrap loosely around your throat. he barely puts any pressure, but it’s enough to send you reeling, a third high, weaker in magnitude washing over you. after the amount of teasing he put himself through earlier, taehyun isn’t far behind, fingers slightly tightening against your neck as he thrusts into you quicker, coaxing you through your orgasm as his own finally hits him. his moans are high-pitched and whiny as he spills inside you, his cum mixing with yours and yeonjun’s, sticky and hot and satisfying. yeonjun cums against your lips immediately after, forcing you to take his tip into your mouth to taste him. you greedily swallow his release, allowing him to gather the escaped liquid with his fingers and shove it against your tongue. 

pulling out, taehyun watches as the thick, white liquid spills from your hole and onto yeonjun’s leather seats. he gulps, pushing it back into you with thin, lithe fingers as you barely react, brain practically rendered mush. 

“that was…wow,” yeonjun mumbles, caressing your cheek as your eyelids flicker closed. taehyun hums in agreement as he fixes your clothes back into their proper place. lethargic and dumb and feeling so, so warm and full, you drift off into quiet, bleary dreams. their voices seem far away now, their tones faintly worried at your state. a cool feeling washes over your body, causing you to shiver, eyes blinking open for a moment to find the windows now rolled down, airing out the smoke. the cool air feels fresh in your lungs; you’re grateful for it. you close your eyes again, finally passing out for good. 

none of you are sure where this situation will lead when you wake…but you suppose you’ll just have to cross that bridge when you get to it.

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[miupow]

also wanna know your thoughts about taehyun and his pretty fingers, thick rings and the dainty bracelet sitting pretty on his wrist 😵‍💫

taehyun hands…. save me taehyun hands….

always thinking about taehyun in rings…. especially wedding rings,,, husband tyun with his thick silver wedding band on his ring finger, compliments his tan skin so nicely >< looks so pretty decorating his big veiny hands n long fingers,,,

husband taehyun who doesn’t take his wedding ring off to finger your pussy, makes you feel that cold metal against your hole as he splits you open ^^ doesn’t mind getting it wet and tarnished from your juices, it shows he knows how to please his wife, n he can always get it cleaned <3

[boba-beom]

me running full speed to your inbox because you said taehyun (it’s me the full time taehyun simp)

fratboy football player taehyun x cheerleader!reader 😁😁😁 (i know he’s more of a soccer guy but BARE W MEEE)

honestly football players txt all of them… sookai ate this up in ways i can’t even describe

good girl cheerleader reader who’s a little ditzy but she’s so sweet n sugary… tutoring w/ football player tyun who’s also top of his classes cos he’s just so smart hehe .. the tension at his games good lord

RAAAAAH YES AND YES LIA OMGGG YOU DON’T EVEN UNDERSTAND MY JAW DROPPED 🫠

footballer!taehyun x cheerleader!reader suggestive thoughts (literally all over the place bear with me)

first of all I LOVE this concept, and I wholeheartedly agree that sookai ate up that fit but they’re a good looking group of guys who can fu—

idk what it is but when you mentioned ‘sweet n sugary’ I get it, I really do omfg. like every time the cheerleaders have a dress rehearsal you’re all out on the field beside where the footballers have their training outdoors. short fitting shorts under the cute flap of your mini pleated skirt and your fitted long sleeved bodysuit with the university’s logo and the name of the football team you’re supporting.

literally going insane over the fact taehyun most likely watches the cheerleaders, specifically you, doing cartwheels and splits, his tongue poking his cheek once he sees just how flexible you are. probably storing it in a compartment in his brain with a massive label addressed as your name in bold and all caps.

thing is, taehyun knows you’re too good and a little ditzy to even realise half of the team is salivating over you. even better, you don’t know what he thinks when he watches you, thinking he’s giving you innocent eye contact from where he was watching.

tutoring with him must be fun. he knows your ditzy, but also knows you’re academically competent. he knows that when you set your mind to it, you’re able to do it with confidence. hence your place in cheer since the selection for the group wasn’t easy.

during your tutoring sessions you’d sometimes come in your practice clothes after a cheer rehearsal—the clothes being a oversized cropped tshirt and skin tight booty shorts that leaves little to the imagination. sitting next to taehyun and he instantly glances down at the meat of your thighs while you take your books and laptop out.

occasionally, he’d be talking to you about a section within the subject in which you’re struggling in but far from failing. you just want all your grades to be as good as his. he’s been your inspiration this whole time anyway. and sometimes when you work out the questions a little quicker than he does, he lays his warm palm against your inner knee and caresses your exposed skin gently, cooing praises like, “you’ve gotten better I see.” or even a, “atta girl” 😵‍💫🫠🤯

and the games THE GAMES 😵‍💫 I just know tension rises during the games, knowing just how competitive he can be and you’re cheering as hard as you can for the home team, for taehyun. just like when the cheerleaders are performing at the beginning of the game (idk how it works I’m sorry I’ve never been to … nor seen an american football game cjdmdk) the footballers are all getting ready to enter the field, and once the performance is done you make sure to make eye contact with taehyun and blowing him a kiss with a wink. that’ll for sure keep his energy up at the beginning of the game.

and let’s say the home team won 🤭 and the cheer squad end with another performance, you run up to taehyun and congratulate him for being one of the teams best players that evening. smiling up at him with your sweet smile, asking him if you can be his plus one to the team’s celebration later that night. how can taehyun refuse?

“‘course you can, doll. want you by my side tonight, m’kay?” and he’d cup your cheek, thumb caressing your skin until he slides his hand to cup your jaw, then a little lower to hold onto your neck with no pressure.

and all you do is nod with your pretty doe eyes and your pretty, perfect smile that has him wrapped around your finger. boy does taehyun want to ditch that afterparty and take you home to ruin in his sheets. because fuck the tension, he wants you. he always has.

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[hyukalyptus]

cheating on beom w tyun and then making him watch when he catches them 😵‍💫 degrading the shit out of him but why would he lowkey enjoy it though 😭

cw. cheating, spying, public stuff, degrading, masturbation, sex.

YESS ur so right. omfg beom would diieeee i think. maybe even if he's just watching them without them knowing??

tae saying shit like beomgyu can't make you feel this good huh? not knowing he's peeking through the door opening with his hand in his pants.

ur like no, i think about you every time he touches me and beom's just sososo turned on by being that degraded. the ultimate form of degradation no?

[peachanonie]

nsfw links i associate w sub!txt :3

warning: nsfw links ahead MINORS DNI!

sub!soobin - like i said, soob likes to be tied up and played with

sub!hyuka - kai loves it when u get him to cum in his pants and then degrade him for it </3

sub!gyu - likes feeling ur nipples rub against his sensitive tip definitely just watches as u play with ur boobs for a solid 5 minutes after

sub!tyun - tyun loves eating pussy it’s just a fact

sub!jun - THE SOUNDS 😵‍💫😵‍💫 are so yeonjun OMG

[silvergyus]

i was thinking about what type of person txt would be in a relationship with lol and yeonjun with a nerd is just making me 😵‍💫😵‍💫 like someone who is just a loser and never stops yapping but he’s just like “yeah tell me more 🥰”

yeonjun with a nerd 😭

I can see the relationship similar to his relationship with taehyun (but obviously more ~romantic~ lol) in the way that he just adores you and wants to hear your yapping. when tyun starts talking about science with his big sparkly eyes and the other members look at him fondly? that, but it's your sweet boyfie jjunie and you're curled up in his bed together just rambling about the universe

bonus points if you're a nerd about music stuff. mention his vinyl collection and how vinyl records work + how they're made vs cds and streaming and sound quality and specific hookups. he's staring at you smiling and soaking it in. and then, what do you know, he's upgrading his set up based on what you said.

but also like, imagine you're really into biology or nature and similar fields. going to the zoo together and yeonjun is so excited bc he absolutely adores pandas and you're excited about conservation efforts and the two of you just absolutely geeking out at the panda exhibit

or, I feel like he would just ask you silly questions all the time. your phone would just buzz with a text from him and it would be like "why do we have fingernails" and he'd be delighted when you knew the answer (I actually don't know the answer lol)

and he would absolutely brag about you to the other members. imagine he's on a quiz show or a trivia episode of todo and he gets a question right because he remembers you getting really animated talking about it and he's so so happy he maybe even lets slip that he learned it from his partner but definitely gives you lots of kisses all over your face when he gets home with his prize since you're his lucky charm and smartie pants nerd who taught him everything

[tyunkus]

FUCKKKK as a fellow korean your post abt the korean pet names actually has me floored especially 이쁜이 😵‍💫😵‍💫 imagine tyun cupping and caressing your cheek softly w his hand while fucking you so good n calling you 이쁜이 LAWDDDDD 🧎‍♀️

YESS FELLOW HANGUKIN!!!!! so glad you understand i love that pet name so much... taehyuns steady hand on your cheek while the other reaches down between your legs to play with your clit meanwhile he's all like 우리 이쁜이 표정 너무 야하잖아... 나랑 그렇게 하고 싶었어? 그래. 다리 벌리고 가만히 있으면 돼. 내가 알아서 할게. my pretty baby's expressions are so lewd.. you wanted me to fuck you that bad? alright. spread your legs and keep still. i'll take care of you.

[b1mbodoll]

pairings: kang taehyun x f! reader

warnings: monsterfucking + knotting + oral + breath play + dacryphilia + overstimulation

which werewolf txt member fucks and knots your mouth bc he likes watching you struggle around his length and why is it taehyun 😵‍💫 werewolf! tyun loves forcing you all the way down on his cock, your nose meeting his pelvis as his hands shoves your head down causing you to take his knot entirely, jaw aching and your eyes welling with tears as you struggled to breathe.

he growls when you try to push at his thighs and part from his dick, canines bared as he bucks his hips wildly, the tip of his cock ramming down your throat, mouth stretching so wide you thought he’d rip you in half when he finally came, his sticky seed dripping down your throat making you sputter, eyes rolling into the back of your head when you gagged.

he loves how ruined you look n how stupid you get afterwards, pouting when he pulls you off his cock n begging for him to let you drink his cum again while you stroke his dick and squeeze around his deflated knot, making him wince and abuse your throat again til he’s overstimulated and whimpering from the stinging pleasure.

[taegimood]

um i know this was a loooong time ago but i came across these pics and um tyuns hands have me 😵‍💫

RAHHHHHHH NO BECAUSE DURING HIS LIVE LAST WEEK… i couldn’t stop staring at his hands bro 👹 sleeves rolled up w the silver bracelet and ring combo i *gunshots* i’m dead and gone

i actually have a taehyun fingering draft coming at some point soon cuz i just cannot get enough of his hands 🙂‍↕️

[agustdiv1ne]

I can’t stop thinking, imagine going on vacation with yeonjun, hotel hoping and vlogging each stay during the day as a review… but you two also make your own vlogs of him fucking you in every hotel you stay at as a personal souvenir 🫣 his vlog— he is a TEASE,, him tying his joggers in front of the camera like that?? his tank tucked into his ck band,, him swimming with tyun?! and him having to mention he wasn’t wearing a shirt under the covers cjdnckdkd LIKE GET OUTTTTTTT

i read this and subsequently blacked out

the vlogs are innocent in nature when you're out and about exploring the city...but as soon as you return to your room, PHEWWW he's pushing you onto the bed, pressing record and placing the camera on the nightstand next to the bed before he's fucking your brains out <3 thinking about that one hotel room with the mirror and how he'd take you from behind, your back arched prettily for him while he has one hand curled in your hair to make you watch yourself. the other holds the camera so he can capture every roll of your eyes, every moan and whimper...of all the little vids you took, that's by far his favorite 😵‍💫😵‍💫

[tteokbin]

taehyun hates acting cute and to me he doesn’t seem to do well when receiving compliments, which really leaves me to believe he’d be so fucking attracted to a lover whose perverted and constantly gives him attention that makes him all hot n bothered.

you get it 👏🏾👏🏾 also the fact i accidentally had anon off this whole time makes me so 😒😒

but yes always giving him sultry eyes in public, around his members, while he’s doing his own thing across the room. his cheeks flush and his big eyes scramble to look everywhere but you, but he can’t help the way his toes curls in his socks and his thighs press together as he tries to ignore your burning stare..

or at his dorm when you’d come over, ghosting behind him in the kitchen as he makes himself a cup of something warm. pressing him into the counter and moaning hotly into his burning ears. grinding into his perked ass and bringing one hand under his shirt, tweaking his sensitive nipple as the other hand slides around his neck.

tilting his head back to turn your mouth into his, hovering your lips over each other as he nearly mewls in desperation. then completely letting him go and acting like nothing ever happened 😵‍💫 watching him squirm and tremble against the counter as the both of you go back to your little cat and mouse game, you watching him and tyun secretly wishing you’d stop teasing and fuck him already.. but he’d never say that aloud

[miupow]

mtl in txt who would use the word daddy ? 😵‍💫

y’all are cooking with these mtl asks!!!!

cw // NSFW, MDNI! txt x fem!reader, switch!txt, daddy kink, lowkey ddlg vibes in kai’s but it was unintentional i swear, mommy kink and breeding kink mentions. tyun being a milf hunter like usual.

MOST TO LEAST LIKELY TO . . . HAVE A DADDY KINK !

MOST

yeonjun -> i will never shut up about how much this boy loves being called daddy. inside and outside of the bedroom he’s just crazy about it!! one “please, daddy?” and you have him wrapped around your finger omg he’d give you whatever you could possibly want !!

kai -> i KNOW this is an unpopular opinion but i don’t care kai loves being called daddy!!! he’s tired of being the baby and he loves to take care of his darling, takes a more soft dominant and nurturing role in the relationship.. he just gets all warm and gooey about it. definitely surprised him the first time you called him it tho, turned beet red with his eyes wide lol.. he had no idea he would like it as much as he did

beomgyu -> loves that mommy/daddy shit. loves calling u mommy, loves you calling him daddy, it’s mutual lmao. it’s the switch in him ^^ he wouldn’t like it outside of the bedroom though

soobin -> calling him daddy would make his brain melt out of his ears actually lmao i don’t think he’d be into it that much but would definitely like it in a breeding kink kind of way. like telling him you’re gonna make him a daddy he’d just combust on the spot

taehyun -> more of a sir guy lol! also likes older women and i think being called daddy would take him out of it a bit >< sub!tyun def rocking w the mommy kink though

LEAST

[thetxtdevil]

you and tyun he likes women with a strong vibe bc he likes to make them crack <3

ship link

I literally choked on my drink when I saw this 😵‍💫 I-i ah- I'm too stunned to speak 🫣

[peachanonie]

nsfw links i associate w txt 😋

warning: very nsfw links MINORS DNI!

this is so yeonjun coded omg

kai 😵‍💫

soobin <3

SUBBY GYU

tyun 🫣