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⟡ 방찬 BANG CHAN -> bathroom mirror.

chan grabbed a fistful of your hair, tugged hard so you lift your head to face him-- or rather, the mirror in front of you. he had you bent obscenely over the bathroom sink, fat cock pistoning in and out of your dripping cunt from behind, his thrusts so hard and deep that the sink digs painfully into your hips and you keep narrowly missing hitting the mirror with your forehead. "look at you~" he cooed so sugary sweet, nasty and condescending, the smacking of skin and the wet squelches from your cunt nearly drowning out his voice, echoing against the bathroom tile. "look so pretty like this, babygirl." you hardly recognized the person that stared back at you in the mirror; your mouth hung open, unable to contain your moans and shrill cries of pleasure, drool leaving your chin spit-slick and shiny. your eyes were blown out, dazed and unfocused and utterly debauched. you wanted to avert your eyes, but chan wouldn't let you look away. you can see his handsome, sweaty face and his pretty smirk behind you in the mirror, his tanned skin pink and his hair sticking to his forehead. "go ahead, pretty girl, tell me what you see."

⟡ 민호 MINHO -> the floor.

"such a tight fucking pussy, so good for me--" minho rasped, panting like a dog; the pace of his hips made you throw your head back and wail, his pretty cock hitting so deep inside you were seeing stars. you had been being a brat all night, pushed minho's buttons until he snapped and put you back in your place-- he had pushed you down onto the living room floor and mounted you right there like some kind of animal, held you in place with his long fingers pressing blooming purple and pink bruises to your hips and neck. "gonna make me cum soon, fuck baby... gonna let me cum inside? let me fill you up?" your knees burned from the carpet but you couldn't find it in you to care, not when minho was fucking you this good. he goes faster, harder, enamored with the way your ass jiggled fom his thrusts, the way your moans only got higher, more pathetic and whiny. he slapped your ass, hard, and snickered to himself as you choked on your scream. "you like it when i fuck you like this, huh? whore. right here where anyone could see you? see how good i give it to you? fuck, my girl's such a nasty slut."

⟡ 창빈 CHANGBIN -> the wall.

"who's pussy is this?" changbin growled into your ear, calloused hands folding you in half as he pounded you against the wall. "hm? who's pussy does this belong to? since you don't seem to fuckin' remember." your legs swung uselessly over his shoulders, bin's white-knuckle grip pressing your knees up against your chest-- his thick fat cock hit all of the right spots, kissed your cervix with every rough thrust, filled you up so deliciously you were rendered completely speechless.. "i-i'm sorry!" you warbled, scratching uselessly at his bulging biceps, unable to say much else with his thick fingers sliding down your thigh to rub tight circles against your swollen, aching clit. you could hardly focus, greedily drinking in eyefulls of changbin's big arms as he flexed to keep you firm against the wall. "it's yours! i'm yours!" "damned right," he grunted, huffing breath unsteady, his thrusts growing slick and sloppy as he neared his climax. "fuck yeah, you're mine, all mine."

⟡ 현진 HYUNJIN -> the couch.

"i just want to cuddle, baby," he had sworn with a smile, patting his lap so invitingly and beckoning you to come sit, but you knew he was lying straight through his teeth-- in no time at all hyunjin had you stripped naked and bouncing up and down on his cock, helping you set the pace with his hands gripping tight on your ass, alternating between squeezing and slapping the flesh, his evil grin widening with every whimper and gasp he managed to get out of you. his big long cock was so deep it made your head spin; you could feel him in your tummy, his hips meeting yours with deafening smacks... "jinnie, jinnie, i'm gonna cum!" you squealed, your nails digging crescents into hyunjin's shoulders; he just bounced you harder, fucked you deeper, threw his head back against the couch cushions when your wet gummy walls spasm and flutter around his shaft. "shit, baby, gonna cum for me? gonna make a mess?" he goaded eagerly, lopsided grin and unfocused eyes making your pussy clench hard around him. "go ahead baby, cum on my cock~"

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Lessons

˚ʚfwb!Bang Chan x fem!Readerɞ˚

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ summary: Just a regular session of your best friend helping you learn Korean <3

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ word count: 1.6k

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ warnings: fem!reader, nicknames; ‘honey and good girl,’ pvssy slaps, playful ass&thigh spanking, Chris calls himself Daddy once lol, rough sex, creampie (try to pee after sex pls <3)

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ notes: max and I spoke about this a few weeks ago and it was soo hot so I wanted to write something for it,,, but then I lost motivation for it for a while😭 anyways hope u enjoy <3

OH and thank you for 700 followers!! (im late so now so ~25 away from 800) :''') I have something planned for if/when I hit 1k hehe, Love u guys :>

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After you had moved to Korea, you made it your sole goal to be completely fluent in Korean as soon as possible. You knew the basics and some vocabulary that got you through day-to-day encounters, but holding an actual conversation past introductions was rather difficult. So, this is how you found yourself in your current situation. Your best friend and fuck buddy of 2 years giving you weekly Korean lessons.

And this? This was a normal thing between you both. Sitting in his lap practicing while he sits there explaining things and kneading your thighs mindlessly. It was a normal occurrence! The only difference is you usually wore sweats or some sort of bottom that would cover your legs more. Today was one of the hotter days of the week, so you disregarded the extras and opted to only wear one of his shirts, nothing else.

His hands rubbed eagerly up and down your thighs, squeezing the flesh like he does with soft pillows. Again, it was normal, but today he seemed to be restless with his movements. You couldn’t help but let out a shaky breath when he mindlessly squeezed the flesh of your inner thigh rather roughly while he translated a word you couldn’t figure out. “What is up with you today? You’re more touchy-feely than usual.”

“Sorry haha. Had a long day so I’m fidgety.. And you know I can’t resist you in nothing but my shirt.” You only hummed in response. You believed what he said, but you also knew that he wasn’t stupid and that the apology was not for his roughness as much as it was for how riled up he knew you were getting. He was never actually sorry about being physically affectionate with you, but you both knew how you tended to get very horny when his hands were on you so desperately.

“Mmmm.. Let me play with you a little while you read, okay?” You shake your head and push your study items away, pulling a laugh from him when you mumbled out ‘Fuck that, I need you.’

“None of that hahaha. Focus on the reading, honey.” He said, placing a kiss on your cheek before leaning down and biting into your neck. You groaned and leaned back into him, grinding against him in an attempt to make him fold in your favor. He let the first few grinds pass as he left hickeys along your neck, but the second your hands cupped him through his shorts he grabbed your hips to still your movements.

“Hey.“ The commanding tone in his voice caught you off guard and had your hands immediately stop in their tracks. “Stop that. You’re going to finish reading this text and then I’ll fuck you nice and good.”

“It’s not that serious, Chris. It's just a few paragraphs, we can do it after or just skip out this week.. Plus it’s your fault I’m this horny anyways.” The attitude in your voice makes him narrow his eyes, and then he grabs your chin and angles you to look back at him.

“Watch your tone. And I’m not gonna tell you again,” His hand grabbed both of yours and placed them on the table before moving to spread your legs open for him. Then, he finishes his sentence and enunciates each word with a harsh smack to your bare cunt. “Finish. Reading. The. Article.” The last one comes off harder than the others and it pulls a squeal from you, making your hands shoot down and wrap around his wrist while your legs slam shut against his hand. He grabs from your inner knee and hooks your legs over his, keeping you spread for him, and he pulls your book closer again.

You can feel the teasing smile on his face after he places a kiss on your cheek and then speaks against it. “You only have one article left, honey. The quicker you read it, the quicker I can bend you over and fuck you into the table~” You can’t help but whine and nod. Once you look down at the material again, Chris’ hands that were previously rubbing your inner thigh move back to rub along your wet folds. 

Then for what feels like the next hour, but was really just 20 long minutes, you slur out the words in front of you as best as you can. Chris’ left hand swapped between drawing circles into your clit and pinching your nipple, while his right hand shoved fingers against your walls. And every couple of minutes he would swap between kissing your neck to sucking hickeys into your collarbone. However, you weren’t allowed to cum and any time you mispronounced something or took too long to read a word, a stern slap was sent against your clit. As long as you continued to read well, he would pump 3 of his fingers in and out of you.

By the time you’re halfway through the material, your mind is foggy and you’re almost drooling on yourself from the constant edging. By the time you’re on the last sentence, your legs are shaking and you're slumped against him letting out quiet moans. Your neck and collarbone were so red from his incessant suckling, and you were desperate to get this over with. And then, when you finally finished, he stopped all movements to place a soft, congratulatory slap on your thigh and massaged your hips.

“Good girl… Now was that so hard?” With that, he hurriedly clears the desk before helping you stand and then standing himself. The chair you both rested on was kicked backwards and your whole world spun as he suddenly pinned you to the desk. You whined as his hand held a tight grip in your hair and pushed your face into the table. His free hand playfully squeezed and slapped at your ass a few times before you heard his shorts and boxers hit the floor.

You sighed out his name as he teased his tip through your folds, silently pleading with him to hurry it up. “Shhhhhh… ‘Atta girl. You did so well, baby. Now let me take care of you, yeah?”

He finally sunk in and nothing but low, whiny moans left your lips as you clenched around him. His free hand grabbed a handful of your ass, squeezing it in appreciation while he slowly sunk every inch he had to offer. Once he bottomed out he gave you only a little bit of time before his thrusts started, albeit slowly at first but quickly ramping up due to his own impatience. It doesn’t take long for him to change to an unforgiving and rougher pace, his hand still holding your head against the table.

“Fff-fuck.. Christopherrr-”

“Yeah yeah, baby. Daddy’s got you. ‘M nice and deep, just how you like it right?” You missed the way he smirked when you let out a desperate ‘Uh-huh’ in response, but you could feel the way it encouraged him when his hips slammed against yours with more eagerness. He keeps this pace up for a while until he feels you tighten around him, and then he changes to slow, deep thrusts that make your eyes roll into your skull. 

The hand in your hair slides on top of yours on the desk, intertwining your fingers, and he leans forward to place his forehead between your shoulder blades, “Mmmm keep squeezing me, Honey. Fffuck, juuust like that..”

When you’re tipping over the edge, he places a kiss on your sweaty skin and moans against it. “That’s it, baby. Cum for me and I’ll fill you up just how you like it, okay?” You want to nod, but everything hits you at once so you can only cry out against your desk.

As your orgasm starts to fade into overstimulation, he fixes his posture and focuses on his hip movements. A squeaky moan falls from your lips as he suddenly bottoms out and the hold on your hip tightens. He threw his head back and bit his bottom lip as he came, attempting to muffle his whiney moans. He rides out his orgasm by sometimes pulling out and snapping his hips harshly against yours.

“Fuck… If that’s how we end the studying session from now on, I might consider this payment.” He jokes.

You let out a breathy laugh and he starts to pull out slowly, pushing you into the table as he did so. You take the moment to catch your breath when you realize he’s gone quiet and there’s the light feeling of breath on your thighs. Your head snaps back and you realize he was kneeling in order to watch his cum slide down your folds.

“Hey!” you whine and place a hand on his forehead, pushing his face away only for him to resist, so you use your feet to push him harder. He laughs at your embarrassment and stands up, pulling you to sit up as well and lifting the shirt off of you. He uses it to wipe you down before throwing it into your hamper and grabbing one of his spare shirts from your dresser. He steals a kiss before covering you in the shirt, then drags you to the living room to watch a tv show together.

You two spend the rest of the night on the couch, watching tv and relaxing in each other’s warmth. It’s no surprise when soft snores are heard and you look down to see his sleeping face squished into your chest. You huff out a laugh before you snuggle him closer. Then, your eyes get heavy until they inevitably close, and you fall asleep too.

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♡ Pairing: dom!boyfriend!bang chan x sub!chubby!fem!reader

♡ Genre: angst/smut/fluff

♡ Summary: Lately your boyfriend's been spending a bit too much time with his friends and you're beginning to feel ignored so you decide that you'll get his attention by any means necessary. But are you really willing to go through with it and how will Chan react when he realizes exactly what you're up to?

♡ Word Count: 3.3k-ish

♡ Warnings: dom/sub dynamic, jealousy, pet names (baby, good girl, bad girl), kissing, manhandling, oral sex (f receiving), penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie, rough sex, fingering, spanking, thigh slapping, dirty talk, Chan has a kink for you watching him, and that should be all my darlings.

♡ A/N: I received an anon request for some dom Channie vibes of this variety so here we are. As always, I really hope that I did a good job with this and yes my inbox is indeed open to requests or just stopping by to say hello. Anyway, let me hush up. Hope ya'll enjoy it, babes 💜

You aren’t a brat.

Okay, maybe you are just a little bit, but that doesn’t mean that your frustration with Chan isn’t justified. You get it. His friends are important to him. The time that he spends with them is sacred and you’d never want to do anything to get in the way of that. Chan’s always been good at keeping the balance, hanging with his friends without cutting into how much attention he gives you. But lately that balance has been severely lacking and you can’t help but feel neglected.

With everyone’s schedules opening up, the guys coming over once or twice a week has turned into a nightly event, hardly leaving space for the romance you’re accustomed to. You’ve tried to drop a few hints here and there that you’d like more alone time with him but it seems to fall on deaf ears. Exhausted with trying a gentler approach, you’ve cooked up another way to grab his attention. 

You aren’t a brat. 

Okay, maybe you are, more than a little bit, but that doesn’t mean that what you’re about to do to Chan isn’t justified. 

“Babe, could you bring me a glass of water?” Chan shouts over his shoulder, fingers tapping away at his laptop. 

He’d usually get up and get it for himself but he’s too in the zone for that tonight. This is how he gets when he’s working on a song. He spends hours in the bedroom, glued to his desk, frying his retinas with the computer screen. 

“Of course, Channie! One sec!” you shout back, your voice sweet enough to make him crack a faint smile. You’re always there for him, always so willing to help with even the smallest tasks. He wonders how he got a girl like you. A sweetheart to the core. 

The pitter patter of your feet trails down the hallway and you’re right over his shoulder, setting an ice cold glass of water down on the table for him. “Nice and cold for you” you smile, rustling his messy brown hair. 

Without looking, Chan rubs your arm, leaning his head against your soft belly, “Thank you, baby. Oh, before I forget, Bin and Han are coming over tonight. They should be here in, hmm, an hour. Could you just let them in when they get here?”

“That’s totally not a problem. I’ll let them right in” you say, gracing him with a kiss on the top of the head before heading back for the kitchen. Chan’s brain automatically shifts back to the task at hand, determined to apply the last few tweaks to the song before he plays it for the guys. 

Stopping yourself before you hit the doorway you turn on your heels, smiling from ear to ear, “Hey, baby, I was gonna order a pizza. Can I grab your card real quick?”

“Hmm?” he asks, processing your request on a delay, “Uh, of course, here.” 

Fishing his wallet from the pocket of his sweatpants, he turns to hand it to you and sees something that makes his heart stop. You’re naked. Not fully naked but in his eyes you might as well be. You’re standing in the doorway with the most innocent smile on your face and the skimpiest clothes he’s ever seen you in. 

You’re rocking a pair of skin tight shorts that ride your hips deliciously, nearly choking your plush thighs. They’re riding up high enough that there’s simply no way you have panties on underneath them and you definitely don’t.

The crop top you’ve got on barely constitutes a shirt. It’s more of a thin strip of material covering your bare tits, placing your perky nipples at serious risk of popping out. And you’re standing there like it’s nothing, your fluffy breasts nearly bouncing out of your crop top as you skip over to grab his wallet. 

His gaze dances over you with a seriousness that has the tiny hairs on the back of your neck standing up. “Did you plan on changing or…”

“Changing?” you laugh, filing through his wallet to find his credit card, “Why would I change? Bin and Han basically live here at this point. I’m sure they won’t mind.”

At last getting your hands on his card, you toss the wallet back into his lap and turn to leave but he grabs for you wrist. “You need to change…now” he commands, his jaw tightening. Why you’re acting so oblivious is beyond him but the clock is ticking on his friends’ arrival and he’s in no mood for games. Whatever your issue is you need to get over it quickly before his patience runs out. 

“Why should I?” you snap, snatching your arm free of his grasp. The next thing that comes out of your mouth is purely out of bitterness. It shouldn’t be said, you know it the moment you taste the words on the tip of your tongue, but by the time you realize your mistake it’s too late. “Just because you don’t want me anymore doesn’t mean someone else won’t.” 

The laptop slams shut, almost making you jump out of your skin. Chan rises to face you, the gentle brown of his eyes darkening as he backs you into the bed. “What did you say?”

“I said that…I said…nothing. I said nothing” you stutter, instantly feeling much less confident in your plan. 

“You said ‘Just because you don’t want me anymore’” he repeats, nearly choking on the words himself, “Why would you say that? Why would you ever think for a moment that I don’t want you?”

“Because you barely touch me anymore” you sigh, flopping down on the edge of the bed. You almost crumble at your own admission, hugging yourself for comfort. “Most days you’re too busy on your laptop or with your friends to even look at me and it makes me feel, I don’t know, like you don’t want me anymore.” 

Chan kneels down in front of you, taking your hands into his, and you can feel the tension in the room soften. Ignoring you was never his intention. The knowledge that you ever felt unwanted is like a bullet to the heart. He’d gotten so swept up in everything else that he took for granted the fact that you’re always there, right by his side. A mistake he regrets more than anything as he watches tears prick the corners of your eyes. 

“Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t know. I do want you. I’ll always want you” he swears, staring into your eyes so that you feel every single word he says. “I love you. You know that, yeah?”

You nod, knowing that, even if he can be annoying, Chan would never bullshit you. That isn’t who he is. “Yeah, I know. I love you too.”

Chan drops down to his knees, palms clasped together in flawless begging formation, “So give me a chance to make this right, please?” He pokes out his bottom lip, making big brown puppy dog eyes, “Pretty please?”

It’s impossible not to giggle at how cute he is. Only a few minutes ago you were pissed enough to bite his head off, now all you want to do is kiss him. You hate how you can never stay mad at this man but deep down inside you never wanted to be. You only wanted him. 

“Ugh, fine” you huff, arms folded across your chest, “But don’t let it happen again, okay?”

Chan inches towards you, his poked out bottom lip ghosting yours, “It will never happen again. Cross my heart. Can I get a smile?”

“No” you refuse, turning your attention to the art on the walls or anything else in the room to distract you from the way that handsome face turns you into a pool of jelly. 

“No? You sure?” he asks, pressing his full rosy lips to your neck. That first point of contact gives you goosebumps and you quiver in spite of yourself. Chan kisses his way up your neck, his lips so feathery against your skin that it tickles, shaking that smile right out of you.

Chan wraps his arms around you, biceps flexing as he brings you in closer, “There she is. There’s my girl.”

“Not fair. You cheated” you giggle, wiggling in his grasp. Your attempt at getting away is half hearted at best. You’re right where you want to be. 

Chan sprinkles kisses all over your face. Your forehead, your cheeks, your lips, until you’re all wet with kisses and reduced to a giggling mess. 

“Oh, wait, I’ve gotta text the guys” he gasps, abruptly rushing back over to the desk and picking his phone up. For a fleeting moment you feel deflated. An entire conversation and his friends are still the first thing on his mind. But as he turns around your fears are immediately put to rest.

“I told them not to come,” he says, tucking his phone into one of the drawers. 

You perk up, giddy with joy, “Wait, are you serious?” 

Chan hovers over you, taking your squishy cheeks into the palms of his hands. “Of course I am, baby” he coos, beaming down at you, “I can see them whenever but tonight I wanna be with you. I was thinking maybe we could go out to dinner.”

“Dinner? Ooh, I have the perfect dress!” You’re ready to rush to the closet and throw together a quick outfit but Chan gently pushes you back down onto the bed, refusing to move an inch out of your way. 

There’s a fire in his gaze, like a starving animal who just spotted the most delectable prey. “Were you really gonna wear that in front of them tonight?”

You sit in silence, calculating the answer in your head before you slip up again and say the wrong thing. Technically you hadn’t thought the plan through that far. Would you have actually done it? 

“I just wanted to make you a little jealous.” 

“Make me jealous when you could’ve just talked to me? That’s not what good girls do, is it?” he scolds, his voice low and stern as he brushes the hair away from your face. Tension floods the room once more, putting you back on edge. He strokes your cheek, tracing it with his thumb, “I want you to lay back.”

“But I…” you stutter, fighting to explain yourself. 

Chan leans down, kissing you hungrily, his tongue darting into your mouth to perform a delicate dance with yours. “I said lay back, don’t make me ask again, okay?”

His aggression causes heat to pulse through you, pooling right between your thighs. Not daring to make him ask again, you lay back, propped up on your elbows as you slip all the way back on the bed. Chan watches you closely, on the verge of salivating at how your eager breasts bounce with every movement. “Spread your legs.” 

At last you have a definite answer to his question. Were you really gonna wear that tonight? Hell no. How could you wear something like this in front of Bin and Han when you’re dying of shyness in front of a man who's seen you naked a thousand times?

Heart racing, you do as you’re told, bending your knees and spreading your legs open for him. The cool air in the room blows against your core, confirming what you already know. You’re wet, dripping all over these brand new shorts. Chan kneels between your legs, fingers pressing into the fat of your thighs to spread you wider. He licks his lips, a subconscious reaction to seeing the imprint of your perfect pussy lips through the thin material that only gets wetter the more he stares.

Your face is too pretty and innocent for a girl intent on being this slutty. It’s a dynamic that has his cock stiffening behind those black sweatpants. You have no idea the restraint it takes not to drag you to the edge of the bed and fuck you. Everything inside of him is saying to devour you but he needs to play with his food a little bit more first. 

“I need you to give me a real answer, baby” he whispers, hooking two fingers beneath the material covering your soaked entrance. He drags his knuckles lightly along your slit and they glide smoothly through your arousal, teasing your twitching core. You throw your head back, pouting cutely as you squeeze your thighs together, desperate for more of that tingling sensation. 

Chan forces your legs back open, a palm coming down on your inner thigh, slapping it harshly. “Look at me.”

You wince at the pain, loving it at the same time, and pop your head up to regain eye contact. You can feel your nipples grow rigid, peeking out enough to glimpse as your crop top rides up. 

“You aren’t to ever take your eyes off of me. Understood?” Chan says, dragging his knuckles up to brush your tender clit. 

“I…I understand” you whine, nails raking the sheets, pleasure rippling through you. 

Spreading his fingers, Chan scissors them around your clit, smearing your slick through the warmth of your folds. “Now tell me, were you gonna walk around dressed like this all night?” he asks, rolling your clit between his fingers. The whimpers you let out only encourage him to put more pressure on your clit, the arousal visibly trickling from your core and onto the sheets. 

“You were gonna flash them this pretty little cunt, hmm? I thought it was all mine” he says, feigning disappointment. He drags his fingers back down to your entrance, slowly easing them into you until your body’s purring. 

“It’s yours. All yours” you moan, biting down on your lip. Your walls are so greedy, eating those fingers right up. It’s been weeks since you felt his touch and it’s nothing short of ecstasy to have his hands on you. Inside of you. You arch your back and your tits pop right out of your top, jiggling sensually as he works you with his fingers. 

Chan kisses the inside of your knee, bringing his thumb up to toy with your clit again, “Louder for me, baby. Tell me who you belong to.” He curls his fingers against your cushy walls, his fingertips tapping at your sweet spot. Your body just wants to collapse and let him toy with your needy pussy as much as he wants but you remember the rules. Your eyes are never to leave him. Ever. 

“I belong to you, Channie! I’m yours!” you cry out as he picks up the pace, the veins in his arm becoming all the more defined by the force he uses to drive his fingers into your core. Resting your foot on his thigh, you inch over to rub his bulge and he groans, his eyes ready to roll back in his head. He thanks the heavens that his sweatpants are black otherwise you’d have known how hard you had him ages ago. 

“What’s mine?” he asks, nearly falling off rhythm from how well you tease his cock. All of the blood rushes from his head to his cock, pushing the band of his sweatpants to its limit. 

You clench around his fingers, shifting your hips down further to grind against his hand, “This pussy is yours, Channie. I want you to take it.” Your voice is the sexiest thing he’s ever heard. It’s dripping with enough need that he can’t deny you.

Chan dives face first between your thighs, tearing the flimsy shorts right off of you, and taking a mouthful of your cunt. The slurping sounds are borderline insane. You’re sticky and sweet coating his tongue, nice and warm as you slip down his throat. You squirm beneath him, burying your fingers in his hair, crying out his name as he laps at your pussy.

You do your best, try your absolute hardest, not to look away from him but you can’t keep your eyes from clenching closed. It’s been so long, it feels so fucking good. You’re barely holding onto your sanity let alone maintaining control over your body. 

Chan tilts his head up, suckling at your clit, “I guess we don’t wanna listen tonight.” He pulls his mouth away, releasing your clit with a pop. 

“Noooo” you whine at the loss, forcing your teary eyes back open, “I…I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”

“I know you didn’t” he sympathizes, rising from the bed to shed his clothing. If there were ever a moment you took your eyes off of him it definitely wouldn’t be now. You didn’t think you could get wetter but seeing your boyfriend standing there naked—muscles on full display, swollen cock dripping arousal between your feet—proves you wrong.

Chan grabs you by the ankles, dragging you right to the edge of the bed, “You just need a little help, that’s all.”

Sandwiching himself between your legs, he aligns the tip with your entrance and grabs you by the chin, pushing your cheeks together so that your lips poke out a tiny bit. “So fucking pretty” he hisses, shuddering at how tight you are when he pops the tip in.

You let out a moan that borders on a whimper and he grins, thrusting into you hard enough that your whole body jiggles from the force. Your eyes squeeze shut and he slaps you on the ass, “Stay with me, baby. I want you to watch what happens to girls who try to make their boyfriends jealous.” 

He dips his hips down, switching to an angle even more lethal, and thrusts into you harder this time, bottoming out. Your lids shoot open, glossy eyes wide open as he drills into you. Every stroke of his cock between your gushing walls is like an art, pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

“You feel so fucking good” he hums, his free hand reaching between your legs to pet your cunt. “I’ll always want you. Always want this gorgeous face and…fuck…this pussy.” 

His grip on your face is so tight that your words come out jumbled, only breathy moans escaping your lips. He’s so deep inside of you that you’d swear you could feel it in your stomach, right there where all the tension’s building. Your mind’s spinning, core spasming around his cock. You’re fucked out already, your lids growing heavier and almost closing. Just almost. But you force them back open, taking his cock and following instructions like a…

“Good girl” he coos, rubbing your clit faster and faster. Your body jerks, your hands clasping around his arm, and he knows you’re close. “Cum for me. I wanna feel you gush around this cock.” 

Chan lets go of your face, grabbing your plush hips to keep you in place, hips snapping in rhythm with your broken moans. He leans in to plant sloppy open mouthed kisses between your breasts, capturing your mouth with his.

“Channie, I’m…I’m…” you gasp, losing your words as a wave of heat washes over you, leaving you creaming down his length, his thickness stretching your walls to the brink. 

Chan snakes his fingers into your hair, forcing you to stick to your word. He watches your eyes as they light up at the release, fighting to stay open then widening again when he spills into you, swelling you up with his cum.

He keeps you just like this, staring into your eyes until you can’t take it anymore and your head falls back in surrender. Rolling off of you, he cuddles up beside you, both of you high enough that you’re floating. 

“You’re my favorite person in the world” he says, kissing you sweetly. 

“You’re mine too." You crack a weak smile against his lips, “Soooo, did you still wanna grab something to eat?”

“I mean, I already ate” he grins, dipping a finger into your lingering wetness and licking it off, “But I could go for some more.”

[becomingmina]

Hii, I loved your „Favourite time and place to eat you out” for skz. Can you do the one with favourite time and place for you too go down on them?

thank you, xoxo

Thank you for the request!!!! @leeknowlover99 💌 This was so fun. (Not proofread 🙃)

Chris/Bang Chan: In bed after he comes back from practice.

Chan hops out of the shower and makes his way over to you, who’s occupied with your book on the bed. He is in nothing but his towel wrapped around his hip, water still dripping from the ends of his curly hair into his broad shoulder.

“Hi baby,” he says happily, hopping on the bed positioning his pillows behind him so he’s comfortable.

“How was practice?” You asked putting down your book and directing all your attention to your boyfriend.

“Good. Everything went well but it went on for so long.”

“Should I reward you with something then? For practicing so for long? You asked back sweetly and he just nods, patting his covered thigh. You peeled back his towel, meeting his half harden dick. Soon you were slotted in between his legs with your ass up, eyes looking up at Chan taking his dick in your hand and slowly licking it to get him fully hard.

“Need more please baby,” he whimpers under you and without teasing your sweet boy any longer you take him to the back of your throat and gagging around him. Chan is unable to resist it when you take care of him. It makes him feel so small and loved, it gets him so soft and calm after a long day at practice.

Lee know/Lee Minho: In the kitchen when you help him bake/cook.

“Let me help you,” Minho comes up from behind you to give you a back hug, moving the spoon from your hand pretending to help you stir the batter, just so he can press his hard on to your ass.

“Min..” you scolded but not moving from him.

“What? I just wanna help you make our cupcakes,” you can feel him smirk in your neck.

“It’s pancakes we’re making by the way,” you giggled turning around, tiptoeing to peck his lips. “If you want your dick sucked just ask?” Your hands rest on the waistband of his shorts not breaking eye contact.

“I want my dick suck,” Minho giggles back and instantly you kneeled down dragging his shorts with you, coming into contact with his hard member that’s sprung free slapping against his lower abdomen. His hands make the way to move your hair out of your face and he watches you take him inside your mouth at your own pace. “Bunny, we should cook together more,” Minho can’t control himself when you take on wifey duties. He just loves how good you are at it and thinks it’s hot when you’re focused on getting everything perfect.

Seo Changbin: Recording room, late late at night.

It’s become a traditional thing now to tag along with Binnie at 2am when he says he needs to go back to work on the tracks for the next album. You continue to lie to the rest of 2racha and Hyunjin that you’re just there for moral support and that Binnie gets scared at that time of night, but you’re pretty sure they know what you two are up to, especially when nothing on the tracks are edited or fixed when they look into it the next day.

“What if I record the sounds one day and just slap it on one of our thrist tracks?” Bin says as you pull down his pants a little releasing his hard dick already dripping with pre cum.

“Well then you have to give me credit for it,” you smile up at him taking in the sexy smirk he gave. You keep your eyes on him witnessing the way his mouth open a bit and how his eyes are shut tight as you begin to swipe around his tip.

The sloppy wet sounds starts to fill up the recording room while you bob back and forth on his length with the help of his hand behind your head. Bin loves when you go down on him in the recording studio as he is able to let out his loud moans and whimpers without anyone hearing them.

Hwang Hyunjin: On his bed after his goes live.

I loved that one live when he is in his cute pyjamas pants and he’s man-spreading on the fkn bed. I want him.

“Do you guys like my pyjamas?” Hyunjin just becomes so cute yet such a tease when he goes on live. You watch him manspread on the bed, eyes landing down on his crotch every now and then to signal to him what you want. He catches on but continues to talk to his fan teasing you a little bit longer - before letting you get what you’ve been yearning off of course.

He turns off the phone after saying good bye and you pulls you into his lap. You start to shower him with kisses from his face down to his neck then down his body over his clothes. He spreads his legs a bit wider and now you sit in between him leaning on your knees.

“Hyun, please?” You press a kiss over his covered cock and waits for him to approve your request. He guides your hand to rest on his thighs and the does all the work pulling down on his pants finally releasing his red hot dick. You gulped at the sight, giving it big widen eyes, wanting to taste it immediately but being the good and obedient girlfriend you are, you wait until he verbal confirms.

“Make me cum doll,” he guides his length into your mouth then his fingers move to caress yours, which was still on his thighs. Your moans are muffled by the way you deep throat him “I love when you get all needy for me when I pay attention to stays. You look so cute with your mouth all full-” he moans trying his best to stay in control even though Hyunjin knows he’s was close to painting your throat white.

Han/Han Jisung: Bathroom stall during dinner.

“I want to cum,” Ji whispered to your ears.

“Not here, wait till we get home,” you whisper back but he shakes his head no. You’ve been riling him up, palming him through his jeans the minute you guys entered the restaurant. Well to be very honest, he started it first hiking his hand from your thigh up during the car ride to dinner.

“Need you now, I want your mouth,” you instantly shiver at the words. Ji was loud in bed so you know it wouldn’t work sucking him off in public because you guys were bound to get caught. But there was a bit inside of you that wanted to punish Ji for getting you aroused. You wanted to see how if he can last without letting out a moan, so you agreed.

“If you stay quiet for me, you can top when you get home,” you provoked him, his eyes wide open. It was something he’s been asking for ever since you guys fucked.

Ji followed you to the bathroom telling the guys you needed help to undo your playsuit, everyone brushed it off. You pull him into the toilets and backed him against the door undoing his belt and pulling down his jeans and boxers to pull around his ankles. You lick a stripe from his balls to his tip and Ji right away let out a loud moan.

“Naughty boy, you won’t get to top later,” you chuckled up, halting your movements, taking him his is fucked out appearance. “But you’re lucky I’m only hungry for your dick tonight,” you reassured him before gripping his base and directing him in your mouth. Ji continues to let out his beautiful loud moans, not caring about who is behind the other side of the door.

Felix/Lee Yongbok: In dressing room before he heads on stage. Have you guys seen skz’s documentary for the 5-star dorm tour? At 20:43 🥵 Because gosh, he’s just so messy there and it’s so so so hot.

Felix was angry with himself. He wasn’t able to get his moves precise and with the concert on tomorrow he had no other options but to bottle up his stress to himself.

“You okay baby?” You asked noticing his demeanour. Felix usually has a lot to say when reviewing his performance or trying on his stage outfits but you detected how silent he was getting. “You need to relax baby, let me help you,” and with that you drop onto your knees and cling his grey sweat pants that was already sitting low on his waist, pulling them down. “Not wearing anything under? Always ready for me hey baby?” You look up at him lustfully, already getting yourself dick-drunk at the sight of his length.

Something about mad Felix got your heart pumping. He looks so gorgeous with his fluffy messy hair and his (yours) headband holding it away from his soft features which was now tensed. You pump him a few times before sticking out your tongue waiting for him to take control. Felix guides your head onto him as he thrusts your mouth, bitting his bottom lip to conceals his moan.

“Mhm- Y/n I love it when you come rehearsal with me,” he praises you as you suck the soul out of him. “Always knowing how to calm me down.. Gonna cu- I’m gonna cum,” and shortly with a hard plunge he releases his warm seeds down your throat. “Thank you baby,” he cooed out of breathe, pulling back to wipe your lips with his thumb.

Kim Seungmin: Waking him up in the morning.

Seungmin is just such a hot boyfriend 🥲

You feel something hard just sitting ontop of your ass when you woke up. Oh someone’s horny already you thought to yourself and grind back on it. You were expecting your boyfriend to grip your waist for you to stay still but he doesn’t. The arm that was draped around your waist stayed perfectly still. You tried again, this time harder, “You awake Minnie?”

“Mhm- baby,” a soft whimper slips from his mouth. Oh Seungmin was still asleep and hard. You could some fun from this. You turned around and push him on his back then completely removing the blanket off him. You palm him to see any sign that he was awake yet but none, he was still.

You pull down his shorts a little to release his morning wood, leaping out to hit his lower abdominal. As you press a lick to his tip his hand sprung from his side and gripped your hair, getting up from the bed to witness your little mischief.

“I’m awake but continue princess,” he says before guiding you down on him. He leans his head back onto the pillow taking in sharp breaths as you go all the way, nose hitting his pelvic bone. “I should fake asleep more often knowing my perfect girlfriend would make me cum even without me asking.”

Yang Jeongin: When he is in a middle of a game.

You’ve been dying for his attention all day and Jeongin knows it. But he was too occupied in a game with Felix and Seungmin for boyfriend duties just yet.

“Baby, if you want me so bad, just suck me off and I’ll give you sex after this round,” he taunts you. You crawl under the computer desk and he helps lift his hip to shimmy down his pants before his dick is free. You jerk him off a little then start to press little kisses on it to get him to harden. You begin to bob up and down in his length making sure it hits your throat every time and in returns Jeongin squirms. Jeongin could barely focus on the game now that you were stimulating him.

“Oh baby, you feel so good,” his hand retracts from the keyboard and onto your hair helping you. “Keep going, please.. Don’t stop..” Jeongin’s gets all pouty and whiny as he is about to cum. You notice hips lifting off the computer chair and you pull yourself off him stopping him from his orgasm. He looks down at you confused, brows scrunched up, lips pursed together in a pout.

“I still want to keeping sucking you baby, you can’t cum yet.” Jeongin was in for a ride.

[flowerbunnyboo]

USING THAT COCK OF YOURS | back

starring: sub top chan x dom bottom male reader

summary: chan accidentally watched straight porn and let’s just say his dominant bottom bf had to give him some punishment

nsfw, minors dni, don’t report

a/n: tysm for requesting this, I think I went a bit overboard and got chan fucked by a dildo too

It had been a rough day for Chan. He had been wiring nonstop the whole day and just wanted some rewinding with his boyfriend. However that was not what he got when he came back home.

He had no idea that his accidental open tab of straight porn was caught by his boyfriend. “So he wants boobs now ?”, mn smirked as he closed the iPad and kept it down on the table. Something mischievous was happening in his mind.

Chan came back home, tired from work. He had completely forgotten about his accident. “Babe where are you ?”, he called out for Mn. Mn walked out wearing nothing.

Chan gulped as he saw his lover naked walking towards him with an angry expression. “Bang Chan, my my my, you have some explanation to do”.

Chan had no idea but he was getting dragged to the bedroom with his clothes being torn one by one. ‘What’s gonna happen to me’

…

Chan was crying in pleasure and pain as he was being denied his orgasm. Mn smiled seeing the pathetic state of his boyfriend. He pinched Chan’s nipple making him moan into the shirt that had been stuffed into his mouth.

Mn was slowly riding Chan. This was his punishment. “TELL ME. YOU WANT BOOBS OR ME !?”, Mn pinched Chan’s nipples. “YOU ! I WANT YOU, YOUR ASS ONLY”, hearing that made Mn feel even more dominant.

“This is what you get baby boy”, Mn said as he bounced himself on Chan’s fat cock. Mn drooled as his boyfriend’s cock kept making him full and strectched him from inside. “Such a big cock and you can’t even use it properly”, Mn said harshly slapping Chan’s thighs.

Tears were pooling in Chan’s eyes as the feeling of Mn’s hole tightening his cock was too much. It was immaculate. He looked down and saw Mn enjoying himself on his cock.

Chan felt happy seeing his boyfriend get pleasured with his cock.

Mn increased his speed and started bouncing on Chan’s cock faster and he came all over Chan’s abdomen. Chan couldn’t control and came inside Mn.

Mn felt his hole being filled with cum. He looked at Chan and smirked. “Did I allow you to cum ? Did I ?”, Mn said pulling Chan’s hair. Chan shook his head like a good boy.

“Looks like you need to have one more punishment”, Mn said licking his own cum from Chan’s abdomen.

He got down and went to the bedside table and pulled something out. Chan widened his eyes as he saw what Mn was doing. Mn smirked as he held the big dildo.

Chan felt his hole being stretched open as Mn pushed in the oiled dildo inside Chan’s hole.

“Now you’ll only want my hole only”, Mn smirked as he licked Chan’s cock leaking with cum.

Chan’s eyes rolled back as his penis was being tickled by mn’s tongue. The feeling of his ass being stretched was too much. Mn got back up and sank down on Chan’s cock.

Chan’s body was blooming with pleasure. His hole was being stretched by the dildo that was there in his hole while his cock was being squeezed by his boyfriend’s hole who was having the time of his life bouncing on it.

Chan was begging Mn to cum but Mn got angry and stuffed Chan’s mouth with a shirt. He spit into Chan’s mouth. “Keep quiet doll face, let me use that big cock of yours”

Mn kept bouncing and he felt hai release come near. He started pumping his cock while getting fucked by his boyfriend and soon with one loud moan he came again over his boyfriend’s abdomen.

Chan wanted to cum so bad. His penis was being pushed by Mn’s insides.

“Do you want to cum ?”, Mn asked. He took out the shirt from Chan mouth. A pool of drool spilled out of Chan’s mouth. “Fuckk- please let me cum”, Chan begged. Mn pulled his lover into a kiss and whispered into his ears. “Cum for me”.

Chan didn’t wait a second and spilled his cum right inside Mn’s hole. Mn moaned at the feeling of his ass being full of hot cum.

He pulled Chan’s cock and the cum started dripping down his ass. Mn removed the dildo from Chan’s ass making him moan at the feeling.

“That was awesome”, Chan said. Mn smirked and grabbed something from the drawer. He had a mischievous smile.

“I have something more”

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[icosmiic]

stray kids members that would be into praising or degrading

❰･❉･❱ genre: smut (ot8 x viewer)

❰･❉･❱ word count (quesstimated): 900-1k range

❰･❉･❱ warning(s): praise & degrading, male masturbation, fem!reader, mentions of slut, cumslut & whore, petnames, swearing, allusions to dacryphilia, spanking, hairpulling, changbin boobie boy agenda, blowjob, dubcon(?), mentions of handcuffs, use of mommy, sub-ish jisung, mirror sex, mean seungmin, manhandling, sexual asphyxiation, sadistic seungmin, cunnilingus, mentions of bondage and waxplay, orgasm denial, talks of sex ban as punishment. let me know if i’ve missed any!

❰･❉･❱ minors do not interact! feauted below the cut is 18+ only content, if you are uncomfortable with whats below stop reading.

❰･❉･❱ this is not an accurate representation of the members of stray kids, and shouldn’t be viewed as such.

❪  ❥ .   bang chan,  방찬  ❫

– chan, without a doubt would be into praise. he’s a sweet guy.

– he loves to love on you and loves to be loved by you.

– chan definitely believes that sex is for intimate, moments fostered on the basis of love and trust.

– when you’re getting freaky, chan prefers to praise the living shit out of you

– bug just because chan has these views doesn’t mean he won’t put you in your place. (even then his actions speak louder than his words)

you knelt in front of chan, hair slightly tossed and the glistening sweat on your skin made it stick to the back of your neck ever so slightly. glancing up at your boyfriend, your heart fluttered in your chest as you watched the loving smile grace over his face “so pretty, baby. so fucking gorgeous” he mutters as his hand strokes over his length, the tip a raging red colour, a smile graces your lips as you peered up at him with doe eyes. a muffled growl gets caught in chan’s throat as he locks eyes with you, “sweetheart, you’re too, shit, pretty.” he mutters out as he begins to rut into his own hand, a part of you wants to reach out and help him but the other part knew this was how chan wanted it. “shit, honey, so fucking cute.” chan mutters seconds before he cums into his hand, his cum fell over his fingers and some landing onto your bare chest.

❪  ❥ .   lee minho,  이민호  ❫

– minho can be one of the meanest people in the bedroom. although outside of it, he’s more teasing and playful, as soon as he gets you alone and in the mood a monster inside of him clicks.

– will not hesitate to call you the most vile of names, unless you’ve explicitly told him what you do and don’t like.

– and he will do it until you are crying.

– luckily for you, although he’s the most evil person in bed, the aftercare is immaculate.

minho sent harsh slaps against the curve of your ass, his hips slamming into your thighs from behind as he bent you over the kitchen counter. “the fuck did you say to me? you gonna repeat yourself, slut?” he questions, you stay as silent as possible, knowing his questions were rhetorical. small stifled moans escape your lips which warrants a mocking laugh from minho. minho pulls you up harshly by your hair, causing an involuntarily loud moan to escape your mouth. the tears had begun to pool in your eyes and were now falling down your cheeks. minho could feel himself get impossibly more hard as he fucked into your sopping wet cunt. “you dumb cumslut, turned on so much just from my mean words?” his tone was mocking you, you could hear it but it only made you hornier.

❪  ❥ .   seo changbin,  서창빈  ❫

– i feel like changbin would be a wildcard with this one. he loves to priase you but when the atmosphere is right, he loves to degrade you.

– i’d say he mixes the two together, but definitely leans towards praise because he physically cannot help himself

– the praise he gives you is almost instinctual.

you lay on your back, legs wrapped around changbin’s waist as he fucks into you gently but quickly. you were hyperaware of the feeling of your breast giggling and that was only because of changbin’s relentless staring and squeezing. you always knew changbin was a boob man but missionary always gets this man into a trance like state. “so fucking big.” he whispers more to himself than to you, his firm squeezing made you let out a soft cry. changbin’s fingers began to tweak at your nipples causing your eyes to widen in pain and pleasure, “you like that? so pretty and slutty.” he mumbles as he leans forward to press his pretty lips onto yours.

❪  ❥ .   hwang hyunjin,  황현진  ❫

– i believe that due to hyunjin’s attention to detail in his artwork, he physically cannot he mean to you during intimate sexual times.

– well, he’s more than capable of shutting you up and reminding you that he was the one who could also wear the pants, he just doesn’t prefer to be mean.

– hyunjin is so deeply in love with you that the only time degrading you crosses his mind is when he’s insanely jealous, stressed, or if you bring it up yourself.

hyunjin’s grip on your hair was soft and gentle as he guided your mouth lower onto his cock, his eyes screwing shut as he felt the constriction of your throat. “fuck.” he whines out, his grip momentarily getting tighter before his hands drop from your hair and lets you take control. you look up towards hyunjin’s face as you pay attention towards his tip, and his eyes shoot open as he lets out pornographically loud moans, something you had learned was just hyunjin-ness. “oh my… fuck, baby. so good at that, so… so fucking talen-fuck-ted.” his words began to get jumbled as he lets you take care of him, his praising words caused your thighs to rub together in anticipation.

❪  ❥ .   han jisung,  한지성  ❫

– contrary to popular belief, jisung likes to be praised more than do the praising himself, he is a man to degrade.

– he lives for the thrill of talking down to you during his dominant times and then for it to come bite him in the ass when he’s subbing.

– jisung is well aware you’ll remember his mean words when he’s domming you and knows damn well you’ll shove him right into place once you were fucked well enough

“such a dirty bitch.” jisung cackles out, emphasising the derogatory name he had used, you snarl out at the man who was fucking into you cunt like a bitch in heat. you fight against the handcuffs he had put on you, “does mommy want free?” he asks between his highpitched and slutty moans, when you go to speak he delivers a particularly harsh thrust into your cervix causing you to moan instead “too bad mommy can’t.. what a slut you are, mommy.” you knew that jisung was enjoying himself, the name mommy used both out of the boys comfort and hidden fear that his punishment for bad behaviour would worsen.

❪  ❥ .   lee felix,  필릭스  ❫

– he lives to praise you.

– he knows his voice is your weakness, although he doesn’t make an effort to deepen it anymore than it already is, his deep voice affects you greatly.

– even if felix did degrade you (which he will if the time calls), the sweet words and praise makes it so much hotter with his deep voice.

felix’s fingers relentlessly entered in and out of your pussy, his fingers were small but god did they work wonders. he had you situated in front of a mirror, your back against his chest as his legs kept yours spread, your head fell back onto his shoulder, eyes screwing shut as you bucked your hips into his fingers. “come on, lovely. look at your pretty face for me.” he whispers into your ear, you lift your head with whatever remaining strength you had left and open your eyes to look at yourself. “thats my girl.” he says as he licks and kisses at your exposed neck, fingers speeding up and thumb pressing into your clit ever so slightly. “its okay, lovely, you can close your eyes now.” he reassures as he notices you struggling, his lips pressing against yours in a gentle, messy make out session.

❪  ❥ .   kim seungmin,  김승민  ❫

– no questions asked, this man is the biggest sadist ever, especially when it comes to making you feel bad.

– seungmin will call you every mean name in the book, leave marks on you so he can be mean about them later (in or outside the bedroom).

– will not care if you’re crying, you have a safe word in place for a reason so unless you use it, he’s not stopping.

“stupid, useless, whore.” he yells as he shoves you onto the bed, his shirt left unbuttoned as he straddles your waist. his hand grabs your neck and shoves you into the mattress, getting into your face and forcing you to make eye contact with him. “don’t you ever speak back to me again, you hear me?” he asks, when you don’t answer because of the restriction of his hand on your throat he slaps you across the face, causing a moan and an involuntary jerking of your head. sadistic laughter leaves seungmins mouth as you both feel him harden in his pants, “of course a slut like you loves to be slapped around like the dumb bitch she is.”

❪  ❥ .   yang jeongin,  양정인  ❫

– over the course of your relationship, jeongin has figured out what he liked and what he didn’t.

– whether it was bondage or waxplay, nothing compared to degrading you.

– it made him feel like he was in charge, and of course he wasn’t opposed to being taken care of, but this man thrived off being your owner so to speak.

jeongin’s lips were attached to your cunt as you gripped onto the sheets below you, head pushing back into the mattress to the point it began to hurt. he was relentless, he had been going at your clit for the past 44 minutes, and although you loved it, the pain of not cumming was beginning to weigh on your mind. “just let me cum already!” you yell out in frustration and immediately regret flushes over your body. “pardon?” he asks as he detaches from your sopping pussy. a harsh smack to your pussy had you crying out, the tears finally falling from your eyes. “aww, you think crying will save you after that stunt?” his hand grabs your chin pulling you close to his face you almost believe he’d kiss you, “you better beg for my forgiveness, whore. or else, no touching yourself or me for a month.”

[hyunjilicious]

the dare [bang chan x reader]

A/n: don't ask me wtf this is. I wrote something similar for another character a while ago but I liked this idea too much so I wrote another one for channie 😖😖 sue me Summary: playing truth or dare from a random app gets you and Chan in a... position or situation neither of you saw coming. But maybe you both enjoyed it just a little bit too much? (SUGGESTIVE) 1.3k Warnings: this isn't smut but it does include references to oral (m. receiving), mimicking it, one instance of name calling, doing stuff while others watch???? how do I say this without spoiling everything? 😭😭 also alcohol consumption (beer). 18+ pls!!! (also not edited)

You remained silent and hoped Chris would be the first one to speak up. However he was just as shocked as you were, his mouth left slightly agape as the dare Minnie read settled in.

“And what-” Chan finally began to speak, but had to stop to clear his throat. “What do we.. or I have to do if I don’t wanna do the dare?”

“Um…” Seungmin scrolled through the app on his phone and then shrugged. “It’s technically your dare so you’d have to chug the drink we put in the middle”

Chan blinked in disbelief. “It’s a bottle of vodka. Unopened.”

“Yeah” Minho laughed, “We put it there so people don’t refuse the dares. Were you not here like 15 minutes ago?”

“I didn’t think the dares were like this!”

“Channie, it’s fine, I don’t mind. It’s not that big of a deal, we can do the dare”

Have the player to your left kneel at your feet. Place a bottle of beer in front of your crotch and have them drink as much as they can. (failed: if not even one sip is taken)

Chris turned to you, wide eyed. “Y/n, no! You don’t have to!”

“Yeah, Y/n, seriously, it’s fine” Felix chimed in, “It’s just a stupid game, you don’t have to-”

“Stop acting like it’s such a big deal” you rolled your eyes, slapped Chan’s thigh and stood up from the couch. “Go get the beer”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah” you shook your head and nodded towards the kitchen.

Despite wanting to, Chan didn’t comment any further. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to do it, he just didn’t wanna do it in front of everyone, with you - the girl he had a crush on since highschool. When you all said you’d go on a weekend getaway to relax he hoped something would happen between the two of you, but not this and definitely not like this. But he wasn’t about to back down either.

Mentally preparing himself for the dare, Chan walked into the kitchen and then swiftly returned, the bottle already open in his hand. 

You were facing away from him, didn’t hear him come in yet, but the look on the boys’ faces urged you to turn around. You were instantly met with Chris, who nodded to the side. 

“Let’s at least not do this on the carpet”

“Yeah, fair enough” you giggled and followed him to the side, closer to the wall that separated the living room from the balcony. And just as quickly as you moved, so did the other boys, all of them careful to find a spot that would allow them to properly see the dare unfold.

You didn’t really know what happened, how you managed to zone out for a bit, but Chan swiftly brought you back to reality. “On your knees, doll”

As you lowered yourself to your knees in front of him, you tried to contain your enthusiasm, to not make it too obvious just how hard it was for you to not rub your thighs together. Chris did quite good of a job as well, his expression stern and his eyes trained on you despite the rosy tint on his cheeks. On the other hand, the rest of the guys seemed to not even try to hide the fact that at the end of the day, they were just men in their 20s and nothing more. Someone, you didn’t even know who, barked, but thankfully a slap was also heard immediately after, so it all helped you calm down a bit.

“Can I-” Felix interrupted. “Can I film this?”

The fire that broke out in Chan’s eyes terrified you to your core, but thankfully, you managed to speak up first.

“Yes, please!” you laughed and patted the pockets of your jeans, “But with my phone… I don’t know where it is”. Your words urged all of them to jump from their seats and look for it, but instead, you tapped Chan’s thigh and found his phone. “Can we use yours?”

“You whore” Chris whispered so that only you would hear and when your mouth fell open in shock, he very calmly placed his hand under your chin and closed your mouth. After that, he grabbed his phone and extended his arm to the side. “Use mine”

As the others resumed their spots, you looked up at Chris. 

Your heart was racing, and you were sure he could tell just how damp your hands were when you placed them on his thighs for support.

“You ready, doll?”

You eagerly nodded yes, and didn’t wait for him to tell you, you opened your mouth by yourself and looked up at him expectantly. It drove him wild and it was obvious. For effect, he took the first sip of the beer and then lowered the bottle allowing you to wrap your lips around its top.

“That’s right, baby, I’ll go slow” he whispered as he began to tilt the bottle, its bottom right against his crotch as the beer started flowing into your mouth.

But.. he wasn’t going slow. The beer immediately started overflowing as you failed to keep up, pouring down your chin, all the way down and over your chest, to your knees and onto the floor. It looked obscene, that much you could tell, but you didn’t care. You just furrowed your eyebrows and fastened your hold against his thighs as you struggled in vain to keep up.

“Easy, easy” Chan urged you, and straightened the bottle as he grabbed your chin. “You ok?”

You eagerly nodded.

It made him chuckle. “Want more?”

“Yes, please”

“Properly this time, yeah?” he requested in a stern tone, now holding tightly onto your chin. “Open for me” he commanded and you instantly obeyed. This time, he went way easier on you, pouring the beer into your mouth little by little. “Swallow”

And you did.

And he went again. And you swallowed it all again. You had no idea how long this actually took, or how much you actually drank, all you knew was that it was all done way too fast. You wanted more, but didn’t complain when Chris removed the bottle from your lips and brought it up, downing the rest of the drink himself. 

Even that view threatened to take your breath away. Or maybe you just like being on your knees in front of him. You couldn’t really tell.

“Up, up” Chris said and extended his hand for you to take and stand up as the rest of the members clapped and cheered in the background. “You ok?” 

Again, all you managed to do was eagerly nod at him, a dumb smile plastered on your lips as you refused to take your eyes off of him. 

“To be honest” Han said as Felix walked over to give Chan his phone back. “I feel like we all kinda need to do at least one stupid dare now. It would only be fair”

“I don’t know what you mean” you shrugged, “I don’t think it was stupid. I liked it”

“Shut up!” Chan scoffed and lightly slapped your elbow. 

“What? You didn’t like it?”

“I di-”

“You wouldn’t do it again?” you pushed, causing the boys to howl and cheer again as Chan tried and failed to hide his embarrassment.

He was all a red, giggly mess as he tried to find his words. In the end, he just gave up, and whined, “Of course I’d fucking do it again! What do you think I am, an idiot?”

“Ah! So you liked it!”

“Are you trying to kill me?” he sent you a pleading look. 

And while this topic was dropped and the evening went on, some things remained with you. As you headed upstairs to change your shirt, you couldn’t help but let your mind wonder. From whatever other dares were in that stupid game Felix heard of on tiktok, to what on earth possessed Chan earlier. For maybe just a couple of minutes in total, he was completely changed, it was a side of him you had never seen before, but only the thought of him looking at you like he just did earlier made you want to fold. 

[jilixthinker]

sweet nothings

=͟͟͞♡ bang chan × fem!reader

=͟͟͞♡ collared channie

word count: 950 words

content warning: explicit sexual content, sub!chan, established relationship, mommy kink, edging, cock play, ass slapping, dacryphilia

a/c: @straykeedz asks (kinda) and I deliver, mwah.

=͟͟͞♡ please consider reblogging if you like my works!

"What's going on Channie? Too much already?"

Chan looks like a wet mess while you caress his sweaty cheek. He is on the verge of tears, sweet whimpers falling out from his parted lips. He is been rutting against your stomach for more than one hour now, straddling your lap and grinding his naked body with growing impatience.

His swollen cock is gradually wetting your pants underneath, red and oversensitive after being denied of his orgasm for so long. He is wearing nothing but his black cat ears and the collar he used for the fansign. The letters forming "Chris" are shiny under your gaze.

Chan doesn't answer to your question, but his face is a flushed mask and you know he heard you. You coo condescendingly at his silence.

"Too dumb to answer me, honey? You are so sweet."

Chan keeps rubbing himself in small circles, quickly puffing air out of his opened mouth. His tongue lolls out of his lips and a dribble of saliva falls from the tip of it, leaking on his aching cock.

"S' tired m-mommy."

Your bring your arm to circle his hips and your hand caresses the small of his back. Chan whimpers and his puffy cockhead gets caught on the fabric of your sweats.

"But I'm not done playing with you, baby."

Chan cries a little when your hand rests on the soft fat of his buttcheek before hitting his skin with a loud smack. As soon as he feels the slight pain, he rolls his hips and spurts some more precum on you.

"Ah... b-but I've been good. Uh, uh, I've been good f-for you. I wan' cum."

You slap his butt again, he lets out the sweetest sound, cock twitching for the slight pain.

"I don't think so Channie. Not yet. You are still talking, uh? That means you are still with me. You know what I want from my baby boy, right?"

You look up and he is just the prettiest, all spread out and submissive for you. His face is a mess, eyes glossy and lips all bruised and red. His legs tremble every time he delivers a shallow thrust over you.

"Y-yes... I-I don't know, I jus' want to- uh."

You wrap your free hand around his cock and you squeeze it. It's not too harsh, but it's enough to finally make him cry. The tears wet his cheeks and he keen loudly at the feeling.

You smile and you scoot forward to place a tiny peck on his neck, just above his collar. You start a lazy rhythm, stopping just to stimulate his spongy head, all red and swollen. Chan soft sobs make you feel lightheaded and you slide your thumb against his slit. Chan's thighs shake and he nearly screams.

"You know why I gave you this pretty choker to wear in front of all those people, Channie? All tight and with your name on it?" you ask, sliding your left fingers around said collar and grabbing it firmly. "You know why mommy did it?" You wrap your index and thumb on the material and you suddenly pull, Chan's neck harshly moved forward.

Chan is just babbling at this point, head empty of thoughts but full of pleasure for being toyed like this by you. As if he is just yours. As if you own him.

"I did it so everyone could see that you are mine. Just mine to use. My pretty toy." You pull the choker more and he lets out a painful sigh at the movement. "And for you to remember your own name after I am done using you."

Your words are harsh, but your tone is sickengly sweet while you start to circle fastly your wrist around his tip, and obscene squelching noises fill the room.

"And I guess it's working, uh? Can't hear you talking anymore."

Chan's strenght reaches his final point and he finally gives up, falling on your body. He squishes his face on the crook of your neck and his warm tears roll on your shoulder while you keep rubbing the palm of your hand against the head of his cock, making him mewl and squirm. He cannot think anymore, he just feels sticky pleasure and nothing else.

"That's right. That's it. My sweet boy is gonna give me all of his cum, isn't he? You're gonna give it to me because it's mine. Every drop is mine, like everything of you have."

With the hand in between his legs you finally pump his cock fast and hard, feeling him getting painfully rigid between your finger. The filthy noise of his balls slapping against his own skin with every stroke fills the room.

"C'mon, baby boy. You can cum, you have been so good for mommy. Let go, sweet thing. Cum on me."

You turn your face and you kiss his cheek lovingly. Chan hiccups and you give him one last stroke, rubbing your thumb just under the cockhead, where the spongy tip meet his frenulum. And that's how he cums. Warm spurts of cum covering all your hand, hot and creamy, while he finally breathes all of the pleasure out of himself.

"That's my baby. There you go. Always so perfect for me, so sweet. I love you. You did so well."

Chan hums and you bring your hand to stroke gently his hair, combing his sweaty locks and hugging him tight. Chan snuggles against your chest, still panting a little and nuzzling his head on your breasts.

"B-been good?" He murmurs, voice low and tired.

"Been so good, Channie." You kiss the top of his head, whispering sweet nothing until his body relaxes against yours.

His shiny collar is so pretty on him, you think. Good for him you bought him another one.

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[hwajin]

— slow it down, make it bouncy

⁺ 𓂋 𓈒 ✦ :: bang chan | 4k follower event

genre: smut

pairing: chan x fem!reader (implied chubby reader 😝)

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"Mhhh, slow down baby, fuck- slow down."

Glistening back facing him, his body laid out beneath you, your hands prepped on Chan's thighs. You felt his own on every inch of you he could reach in laying position, though not seldom they made home on your behind, groping and grabbing at your bum, sighing out in newly-found pleasure whenever he did. You were sure he was salivating by now with the sight presented before him — your body on display, the dip in the small of your back he adored so much making presence with every roll of your hips you gave to take him in, your derriere jelly-like with every movement altogetger — though you'd never give yourself the credit, not aloud.

You obeyed him, your body slowing down, hips rolling torturously against his own, suddenly feeling him everywhere, all around you, so deep within you your body jerked forward, struggling to keep composure, to fight against bubbling exhaustion. Whimper after whimper rolling past your lips, increasing in volume, in pitch — whining out when his hands found your bum anew, taking a handful of voluptuous flesh, squeezing to his liking, nails digging to leave crescent moons. Granting you stability with mere touch, gaining composure for your sake.

"Yeah, bounce just like that baby... so good, so- mhh, so beautiful."

Sighing out with each word, struggling to get it past his lips. Your body reacted to the praise, thighs contracting, hips rolling and bum meeting him harshly, skin slapping onto skin, eliciting sounds that bore themselves into your senses. Your fingers created similar shapes on his body as his did on your own, marked in unison and bound together in pleasure, in utter satisfaction. Hips meeting hips in building impatience, Chan rutting up to chase high, to chase release. Moving your body with his own, making every bit of your flesh dance in waltzes addicting, making you move like still waters on darkened nights - he couldn't take his eyes off you if he wanted, intoxicated, entirely under your mercy and he wasn't sure you were aware.

Spasming around him, butterfly flaps around his length and he knew you reached release, confirming when your body fell forward, hips yet rolling, his name falling off your lips in melodies most alluring, melodies favourite to his ear. He'd never grow sick of the way his name sounded past your mouth, so loving, so needing, enticing. It'd be the only thing he'd wish for you to say, if only he had the choice.

Painting you in white moments later, unable and unwanting to keep composure any longer when you were the body he was feeling, when your satisfaction lulled him in, got him seeing stars, made his whole long and urge for you, for mutual contentment. Hands on the curve of your hips as he rode out the last of his orgasm, eyes shut and seeing stars with the way you milked him off his very last drop, only discharging off him when the sting of stimulation hit you in most pleasurable pain, when your body gave out, when you thought you couldn't take it anymore.

Though you always could, and Chan always knew. Repositioning, finding himself on his knees before you, motioning tired body to roll onto back, and you obeyed momentarily, eager of his plans, though exhausted simultaneously. And his lips connected with your wetness, tasting you, tasting him on you, and the night wasn't bound to end in the following hours, not until sunrise stroke the earth, made your bodies sleep to the sound of early morning birds.

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[kaciidubs]

Get Nasty | Bang Chan x Reader

❣ Summary: No thoughts, or plot, just that song Nasty [extended version] by Russ, and sleep deprived, very horny ideas ❣ ❣ Word Count: 974 ❣ ❣ Warnings: porn without plot, slight dacryphilia, slight Dom!Chris, creampie, mention of edging, begging, fluff at the end if you squint ❣ ❣ Female! Reader [No use of Y/N] | You/Your pronouns ❣ ❣ Additional Tags: Reader is referred to as good girl, baby, angel, gorgeous, beautiful, pretty, Chan is referred to as Chris ❣ Stray Kids Masterlist ❣ General Masterlist ❣

“God, fuck-”

Chris gripped your thighs tighter, keeping you spread open as his hips drove his cock into you again and again.

“Look at you,” he grunted, tongue running across his plump bottom lip, “doing such a good job- taking me so well, baby.”

You moaned at his praise, fingers gripping the pillow your head was currently laid on for dear life; ‘Keep them there.’ he’d instructed, and so you did.

“Good girl, so good for me.” His thrusts slowed to allow a slow, deep rock of his pelvis against yours, looking down at you with a lazy smirk, “Maybe this time I should let you come, hm? Would my baby like that?”

“Please,” You gasped out, fighting against the roll of your eyes when his dick pressed against your g-spot, “please, Channie, let me come.”

You were sweaty, sore, and strung out from how long he kept you on edge and spread just for him - you were so sensitive at this point that a gentle breeze against your clit could send you over the edge and straight into overstimulation.

He clicked his tongue, shaking his head in feigned sympathy, “I know you can do better than that, angel, come on.”

Pleasure-fueled tears stung the backs of your eyes as you stared up at him; warm skin glowing with a sheen of sweat, veins pressing against his forearms like a textured map as his biceps flexed, pouty bratz-doll lips parted and plump, black hair now curled and clinging to his forehead - he was beautifully wrecked.

“Chris, p-please,” your voice trembled, his slow, methodical thrusts keeping your nerves on the cusp of that sweet, sweet release, “can I please come? I-I’ve been a good girl-” You felt a tear escape the corner of your eye, effectively marking the peak of your pent up energy, “I wanna- wanna come for you like a good girl, your good girl, please, baby.”

Squeezing your thighs, a pleased hum vibrated in the back of his throat, “My good girl, yeah?”

“Y-Yours,” You echoed back, whimpering when he pulled out to leave only his tip within your fluttering walls, “only yours, Chris.”

“Then you’ll take it like my good girl, okay?”

Your lips parted for a response but the only sound to leave was a loud moan as he snapped his hips forward, sheathing himself in one fell swoop with the slap of skin against skin sounding after.

If his first pace was fast, this new one was borderline animalistic in the way he pressed your legs up to pin your knees to your chest, grounding himself on his knees and fucking into you like a man possessed.

“F-Fuck! I- Oh- Oh my god-” Your body felt like it was on fire, one side of your brain willing you to wrench yourself away from his brutal thrusts while the other begged you to just lie down and take it like he said - like you wanted.

He pulled your legs down to wrap around his waist instead, welcoming the squeeze as he slid his hands up the plush of your hips and stomach, “My pretty baby - so gorgeous-” Leaning down, he littered open mouthed kisses on your breasts, “-beautiful, you drive me crazy.”

Your back arched, head swimming as tears trailed down the sides of your face, “Chris, please- Can I touch you? Please, please, please-” Your cries were silenced by his lips catching your own, moving in an unpracticed synchronicity as he slid his right hand up to where yours was clutching the pillow case - gently prying your hand away to thread his fingers between yours.

His left hand, however, made a journey for itself between your bodies to where you were connected, the pads of his fingers finding purchase on your neglected clit with small, quick circles.

You choked on a gasp from the new stimulation, your orgasm now barreling toward you like a runaway train, but the only sounds of warning you could make were breathless chants of his name through broken sobs.

“I know, baby,” Chris cooed, timing the circle of his fingers with each powerful rock of his hips, “come for me, I’ve got you - come for me.”

Whether it was the gentle, reassuring tone of his voice, or the consistent, mind melting drag of his cock and fingers, you felt your body tense before the coil snapped - your head falling back against the pillow with a choked moan of his name.

“Fuck,” he squeezed your hand tighter, the rhythmic clenching of your walls coaxing his climax further, “feel so good- s-so good, I-” The hand that was previously working you through your orgasm slid to hold onto your hip, keeping you in place as his pace faltered, “I’m gonna- baby, f-fuck-”

His head dropped to the crook of your neck, attempting to stifle his whimpers against your skin as his hips stuttered against your own - one, two, three thrusts rocking your body against his until he came with a muffled whine.

You used your free hand to card your fingers through his hair, soothing him with gentle scratches against his scalp and earning a low hum in response.

“You sound more fucked out than I am,” You giggled breathlessly, minding the way your pussy fluttered around his softening cock.

Chris sucked in a breath, hips twitching at the slight overstimulation, “Edging you is the same as edging myself, baby - and don’t get me started on how good you look crying for my dick.”

There was a slight pause in your movements until you continued on, tugging gently at the strands, “Maybe… next time you can show me?”

Squeezing your hand that was still entwined with his, he pressed a slow kiss against the underside of your jaw, lips curling into a smirk. “Don’t tempt me into turning that ‘next time’ into the next fifteen minutes.”

❣ I'll say this; I've had this as a draft ever since the song came out, and I only ever remembered it when I was too sleep deprived to finish it, but here I am and here it is. I was so tempted to just leave it on a cliff hanger because I didn't know how I wanted to end it, but somehow I squeaked out a half assed "to be continued" because multiple rounds? Don't mind if I do ❣

❣ Any type of feedback is appreciated! Whether it be a simple like, reblog, or keyboard smash and the most essay-like comment, feel free to share your thoughts. ❣

[miupow]

cw ⸝⸝ nsfw, mdni! afab!reader, est. relationship, breeding kink, unprotected sex, mentions of sex toys, dirty talk, biting, creampie

idol bf!bang chan who gets so wound up, likes edging himself over and over while he’s away on tour— he’s so fucking horny, needs to get his dick wet, but he only wants to cum for you, inside of you, won’t waste it fucking into a pocket pussy or his fist. when he’s finally home and fucking you again he’s so ready for release, loses himself in the feeling of your tight pussy sucking him in,, “fuck— shit— take it, fucking take it—“ he’s growling, groaning in your ear, holding you down with a hand around your throat, hips slapping against your ass so loud,, “i'm gonna cum, gonna cum inside you, fuck— want my babies? want me to fill this pussy up? make you mine?”

biting hard into your shoulder to keep himself from screaming when he fills you up, so much cum it’s leaking out from around his dick, drooling down your pussy lips and the backs of your thighs,, “take it all, baby— good girl~”

[whlfchn]

18+ rating! minors do not interact!

wc: 1.4k genre: no plot just smut! very long drabble?! warnings: fem!reader, some teasing, dry humping, very little nipple play, praising, profanity, dirty talk, unprotected sex, soft!dom chan authors note: this is a rewrite and reupload of my first ever bang chan fic I uploaded months ago on my old blog! no plot just smut! I wrote a lot more than I intended lol!

[ Midnight ] The sound of movement and heavy breathing bounced off the walls of the dark and chilly studio. A soft glow emanated from the now neglected laptop.  

Chills run down your spine and your senses heightened as the feel of Chan’s touch engulfs you. 

"Babygirl, I should be working right now," he murmured as you left soft kisses on his neck. Your body is straddling his lap on the soft black leather couch. 

Your hands pull on his curly hair just the way he likes. His hands caressing your thighs and slowly making their way up to grab at the clothed skin that's rocking back and forth against his hard length that is straining against his pants.

“I have a lot of songs I need to work on,” he grunts. His voice is raspy and demanding. Slowly losing control and focus as his hands guide your ass to grind harder against his lap.

“Please… I need to feel you inside me,” you cried out. A hand raked through his hair and tugged on the curls as your other hand is tracing the outline of his plump bottom lip that was trapped in between his teeth. Pulling on the flesh and freeing them. Finally pushed over the edge, he lost control and forgot all about the unfinished work on his laptop.

“Always so needy,” he teases. Lightly slapping your hand away from his lips to bring his fingers against yours. Tracing your lips just as you did with his.

 Shoving two fingers inside your mouth. You immediately suck and tease while looking into his eyes. Wishing it was more than just those long veiny fingers.

He takes his fingers out of your mouth. Latching his lips onto your neck and sucking the soft supple flesh. Proceeding to bite those same marks. Then licking it to soothe the skin before latching onto another spot and showing the same intoxicating pain that you loved so much.

Your breath hitches and you bite your lip harshly trying to suppress your moans from any passers-by in the building. All the nerves in your body are lighting like a fire. Feeling his hard length underneath, you couldn't take it anymore.

You pulled on his hair, causing him to detach from your neck, and in a split second, you slammed your lips on his. Teeth clicking and tongues swirling. His erection is even more prominent than before. It was all too much for him.

He never loved anyone the way he loves you. You took care of him, had a lot of patience, listened to him, and loved him for him. You drove him crazy both emotionally and physically. You were his drug.

He placed his hands on your thighs and gave a light squeeze silently telling you to hold on. In one swift movement, he picked you up and flipped you so you were laying down on the couch beneath him.

He hovers above you slamming his lips back onto yours. One hand next to your head holding himself up as the other grabs your thigh and wraps it around his waist. His hips grinding and pounding against your wet clothed core. 

“God, you're so beautiful,” he whispers in between kisses.

His hand on your thigh caresses the soft skin as it gets closer to your waist. His fingers play with the waistband of your shorts while devouring your mouth in a kiss. Your whines allow him to slip his tongue further down your throat. Winning the dominance over you. 

Long fingers slide inside the waistband of your shorts and panties. His fingers enter you within an instant. Your moans are suppressed by the lip play. 

You instantly squeeze around his fingers making his head spin. He grunts into the kiss and starts pumping in and out of you. Adding another finger. Stretching you out and getting you ready for him.

Your cold fingers make their way under his shirt. His warm body shudders at the contact. Your hand tugging on the fabric wanting him to take it off. 

He takes his fingers out of you causing you to whine at the loss of contact. He takes his shirt off and throws it to the side.

You lift your upper body and cross your arms taking off your shirt. As soon as it's off, he pushes you back down and his lips find yours. 

His lips trail away from yours and slowly make their way down. His lips find their way to your bra. Biting and tugging the material. Cold fingers caressing your body causing you to shudder and arch your back. One hand slipping behind your back and taking off your bra with ease.

His tongue making its way to your hardened peak. Swirling and sucking with such hunger. A hand rubbing and twisting the other. Moans leaving your lips like music to his ears. His priority is to make you feel good and show you just how much you mean to him. That only he could do this to you. Only his name could leave those beautiful lips. And only he could see and touch you like this.

He pulls away and starts kissing further down your body getting closer to your waistband. He pushes your shorts and panties down leaving you completely naked.

Seeing you like this was torture for him. His erection was almost painful now. Wanting to take his time with you and show you his love, but also wanting to fuck you senseless.

Shoving your legs further open with his knee so he could get a better look at your aching core.

“Fuck, baby. You're so wet,” he says as he takes his fingers sliding up and down your folds.

“I'm going to fucking ruin you,” he mutters.

He stands up as you watch his every move, eyes never leaving his form. He smirks and slowly pulls down his pants and boxers. His hard length was in plain sight making your mouth water.

“Don't tease me,” you whined and pouted.

“Patience baby. Be a good girl for me.” he teased while getting on top of you.

Lips finding yours. He sucks your bottom lip and rolls your tongues together as he spreads your legs even further apart.

“Ready baby?” he whispers.

“Yes. Please give it to me?” you murmur.

With your confirmation, he quickly thrusts into you. Loud moans leave both of your lips. Squeezing on his length as your back arches and you adjust to his size.

“Fuck, baby. You feel so good,” he grunts.

He slowly pumps in and out of you. His thrusts get faster and faster. The erotic sounds of smacking flesh fill the room, drowning out the moans that are leaving your lips. Hearing the sweet sounds you make encourages him to fuck you even harder and faster. 

“You're doing so well baby,” he says before nuzzling his face into your neck as he fucks you senseless. Leaving soft kisses along your jawline.

Lifting himself upwards as he puts your legs on his shoulder so he can pound into you even harder while taking one hand to your clit and rubbing it at a fiery speed.

Your eyes squeeze shut and you bite your lips very hard to suppress your moans. In an instant, Chan notices and slows down the pace.

“Is this okay? You like that?” 

“Fu-fuck… yes… so much… don't stop,” you managed to say as you made eye contact with him.

“Good girl,”

He speeds his movements back up, grunting at how perfect you feel.

“Fa-faster,” you stutter, gripping the couch.

“Yes… Right there,”

His fingers attack your clit faster and faster. You feel your walls fluttering against his length. Your eyes roll back, and your hips shake. Your walls spasm and contract. Chan quickly covers your mouth with his hand silencing the loud moan leaving your mouth as you release.

The feeling of your walls clenching around him pushes him to the edge. He quickly takes your legs off his shoulders going back to missionary pounding into you even faster. Kissing you to quiet your whimpers and moans. Your core is overstimulated and not yet recovered from your orgasm. His thrusts get sloppier.

“Fu-Fuck,” he mutters into the crook of your neck as he empties himself into you. 

Shockwaves grip your body from the overstimulation. Chan stills his body and pants while on top of you. Rubbing circles on his back and kissing his cheek as he comes down from his high.

“I love you,” he whispers as he turns his head to look at you. Engraving every little detail about your face into his mind.

“I love you too,” you say before entrapping him in a blissful and passionate kiss.

disclaimer: my writing is intended for entertainment and does not represent any real person! the names are used for purely fictional purposes!

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[galacticseonghwa]

it's a shame, truly - Bang Chan

INCLUDES: dom!Chan X fem!reader, SMUT, choking, oral (m receiving.), consensual filming, jealous chan, swearing wc: 853 a/n: this is my first post on tumblr so please be nice, not proofread just yet. MINORS DNI.

"you look beautiful, truly" hyunjin says, whiskey on his breath, his hands on your shoulders as you smile at him awkwardly.

"thank you, hyunjin" you laugh and shrug off his hands of you gently. your eyes leave the blonde male before you, only to find the burning eyes of your black-haired boyfriend.

his jaw twitches as he sees hyunjin try to place his hands on your shoulders again. although everyone in your friend group knew chan was your boyfriend and had been for four years, that didn't seem to stop hyunjin from trying to make advances at you.

at first, you thought it was cute and didn't think much of it, but then it started getting awkward. he thought you were reciprocating the same feelings he had for you, for him. even with the countless amounts of times either yourself, chan or even felix had told him otherwise.

chan absolutely hated the idea of bringing you anywhere near the younger male, but it was times like this he didn't have any other choice but to bring you along.

all three of you were invited to the September babies birthday party, at a dimly lit club they had found a few weeks back and took an instant liking to.

chan places his left forefinger over his lips and raises his eyebrows, his eyes still burning daggers into the back of hyunjin's head.

"i'm sorry, hyunjin but chan is calling for me. enjoy the rest of your night." you smile softly and make your way away from hyunjin and towards a very jelous chan, who sat at a table with his legs spread and his left arm resting on the table while his right arm rested on his right thigh.

you stand in front of chan, whose eyes slowly trailed up your figure, before landing on your face. "channie" you pout down at him.

chan hums and grips your hips in his hands and pulls your body towards his own. you smile softly and lean down to press your lips against his.

his hands move to rest on your ass, while he swipes his tongue over your bottom lip. just to tease him you deny him the entry he wants.

chan pulls away from you and stands up, his right hand almost instantly wrapping around your throat and applies the slightest pressure, making your head spin in pleasure.

"be a good girl for me, hmm?" he speaks lowly and presses his lips to yours again. this time 'round you don't deny him as he swipes your bottom lip again.

chan smirks into the kiss as you open your mouth for him. a muffled moan escapes your throat as chan applies more pressure to your throat.

chan pulls away and quickly pulls you away with him back to his car which was parked not too far away from the club.

he quickly pulls his keys from his jeans and unlocks his car. "get in the back" he demands as he opens the car door for you.

chan follows you in and locks the car as he settles himself in the middle seat of the back.

"on your knees" he points to the floor in front of him. you obey immediately and settle yourself between his legs.

chan unzips his tight black jeans and frees himself from his boxers, his length slapping against his stomach.

before you can react chan holds his phone in front of you, his head tilted in curiosity. you nod your head and let him record. the flash invades your vision, leaving you momentarily blinded, but you blink a couple of times to re-adjust to the bright light.

your mouth waters at the sight of chan in front of you. "c'mon angel, you know what to do yeah?" chan urges as he pumps himself slowly,

you move forward, your hands taking purchase on his thick thighs. as your mouth opens, chan places his free hand and pushes himself into your mouth.

you hallow your cheeks and flatten your tongue against the bottom of his thick cock and look up to see his eyes closed and his eyebrows furrowed.

groans escape his beautiful lips as he continues to thrust his hips into your face at his own pace.

"fuck baby, that mouth of yours is made just for me." chan moans.

after a few minutes of chan fucking your face, you feel him twitch in your mouth. you pull away from him and take the flushed tip of his cock back into your mouth and suck, just the way you know he likes and use your right hand to pump the length of him.

"fuck! just like that baby!" chan's voice is deep with pleasure.

chan soon coats the back of your throat with his release, you swallow and pull away from him with a pop and stare up at him.

chan moves the phone right in front of your face and reaches forwards, he uses his thumb to wipe your bottom lip and places it in your mouth.

"good girl" he cooes and stops recording, he puts his pants back on as quickly as he could and pulls you onto his lap.

chan places his left hand on the back of your neck and brings you in for a gentle kiss.

after he pulls away he leaves a lingering kiss on your forehead, before grabbing his phone and opening his messages.

"let's see if he'll leave you alone after this" chan mumbles while typing away on his phone.

after pressing send, chan turned his phone to show you exactly what he was doing. a laugh escapes your lips as the 'read at 1:27 am' came up.

Hyun Jin

chan: *sent a video attachment* chan: it's a shame you'll never get to see her like this. truly.

[taeminsung]

pairing: stray kids x reader

request: Hey so I was wondering if you could do a op8 were their s/o is the dom one in the relationship please. But only if your comfortable with it😁😁😁😁

mina’s notes: for you my dear @unabashedalpacatheorist​, been a really long time since i’ve written something like this. minors DNI, please enjoy ♡

♡ bang chan..

At first, Chan wasn’t entirely sure about it, it put him in a position he hadn’t spent a lot of time in. But as time went on, and you both grew comfortably into your relationship, he realized how much he loved how things worked in the bedroom. Giving up full control to you, to watch you in your element, commanding him to do whatever it was that you wished, turned him on in ways that he didn’t know he could be turned on. It started out as small commands to sit, relax, give up the control he consistently wielded day to day, and turned into him being wrapped around your finger. You took care of him, making sure he was ok with anything new or if something needed to be taken off the list of things done. He still couldn’t believe that if you told him to sit on the chair next to you and stroke his cock while you finished up your work, that he would so willingly comply because he wanted nothing more than to see that evil smirk on your lips when you finally turned to him.

♡ minho..

Minho didn’t know what to do, but slowly started to give into it when he realized that if he acted bratty towards you all day, incredible pleasure would be waiting for him in the bedroom that night. Truly melted when you called him kitten as you pinned him to the mattress, marking up his neck in the process. It drove him mad with lust when you claimed him with different markings that he knew would just have to get covered up the next morning, not that he cared. Not only did he love the marks on his neck, but the marks you left on his chest, the claw marks running down him back, and mostly, the marks on his inner thighs. As always, he dared to mark you back only to find himself on the receiving end of punishment that only turns him on even more.

♡ changbin..

Changbin was also the protector, the one to help step up into whatever situation, but when you were on his lap whispering how you wanted to tie him to the bed, all logical sense seemed to go out the window. It startled him the first time he was tied to the bed, wrists pulled together, while his legs were spread to each corner of the bed. All he got to do was watch as you worked your way painfully slow down his chest, teasing him at each turn causing him to pull against his restraints only to be left whining loudly about needing more of you. It was when you finally did give his cock attention that he realized how much he loved being tied up letting you have your way with him and making sure to give him nothing but pleasure.

♡ hyunjin..

Absolutely hated it at first, because when you came into the room practically naked and he tried to touch you, you slapped his hands slapped away telling him he hadn’t earned it yet. Hyunjin could only sit on the edge of his bed as he watched you slowly dance on him, kiss him lightly on different parts of his body, whisper dirty things to him, all while making sure he didn’t touch you. When he would be begging you to him touch you, to let him feel how soft your skin was, to get the smallest moment of relief that his body and hands have been itching towards, you only deny him again and again. In the moments when you finally allow him relief, he’s a mess only for you, moaning your name repeatedly until he’s cumming somewhere on you.

♡ han..

Nothing could describe the nerviness Han first had with you in the bedroom. Part of him didn’t want to mess anything up while the other part of him wanted to have you cum hard for him. When you both barely made it into the room, and you were pushing him onto his knees in front of you, did he realize that he had the whole situation wrong. The only thing that he had to be nervous about was not doing exactly as he was told because once that door clicked shut, you were in complete control. There was never a moment that he didn’t give in to anything that you said. You wanted him to get you off with your back pressed against his door, done. You wanted him to moan loud enough that others heard him, done. It didn’t matter what the ask was, all he wanted to do was obey your every wish and command.

♡ felix..

With Felix, it started happening outside of the bedroom before it trickled into it. It started off as asking for small things here and there, from cuddles to massages. Felix watched as you worked up enough courage to start doing it after a date night, ordering him to bring you wine, strip down naked, kneel at your feet. In the flip of a switch, he realized that he would do anything you asked of him, that you were in charge. Not once did he speak up against it, except when you didn’t allow him to touch any part of you during foreplay. It was the only command that he struggled with and each time he broke it, resulted in him getting spanked before you continued to make him worship you.

♡ seungmin..

It didn’t take long for your relationship to bloom into the bedroom, revealing a side of you that Seungmin loved. A soft but strong side of you that he never knew he wanted in his life, something that he came to adore and encourage, even if there were times, he wanted to be the one in charge. It was the way you consistently checked in on him when things got a little more rough than usual or how you were always praising him in everything he did in the room. If he was pleasuring you good, you couldn’t stop the praise words that left you mouth in a long moan. Even when he was bratty towards you, Seungmin couldn’t help but fold at the way even the punishment from you was soft.

♡ jeongin..

There were no words to truly explain how much Jeongin loved the way you choose positions that gave you complete control over him and everything surrounding you. He couldn’t take his eyes off you as he watched helplessly as you rod him on the bed or on a chair, and didn’t even mind that you did it all with the instructions to not touch you or he wouldn’t be allowed to cum. For him it was worth every moment that you were in charge, telling him to switch to a different position, keeping him from cumming until you did first, but always making sure to take care of him in the end too. Would instantly get off by you whispering to him that he was such a good boy and did so amazingly before collapsing into your waiting arms.

˚⁎⁺˳ ── thank you for reading! ♡

[ipegchangbin]

“stalling time” — sub ! dj ! bang chan snippet

i wanted to pay tribute to my first ever sub!skz au (and my first real post), so here’s a little spoiler for something i’ve worked on since the dawn of time — stalling time !

It didn’t take long for the fruit cocktail to be all swished down your throat, leaving the addicting taste of sweeter citrus on your lips and tongue. The scents you invested in stuck to your clothes and skin, only making you stand out further in the open-air beach club.

Chan looked entranced by you. Enveloped in nothing but the sight of you, hugged by your scent, pierced through the heart by how stunning you looked in your clubbing outfit. It was simple and airy, much like the cool night breeze from the shoreline. His eyes glanced at the empty glass that held your drink, refraining from licking his lips and wondering what yours probably tasted like.

He wanted to kiss you again.

You turned to Chan. “Speak any languages?”

“Yes—hey, why are you asking this now?” Chan asked back. “That’s so random.”

“Sorry, I speak small talk,” you replied with a wink.

Chan bowed his head and chuckled hard, his eyelids turning into crescents. Only then did you notice the hint of glittery eyeshadow he put on, his favorite accessory when it came to his gigs.

“Really, I want to know you better, Channie.”

The nickname left him dizzy. The alcohol in his system suddenly felt like nothing compared to how drunk he got in the way you said it. He didn’t know what you were planning but it felt addicting. Nobody had ever called him something so affectionately, bordering on both hot and cute.

“English, Korean, a bit of French, and I’m a little fluent in Sexyguytalk.”

You blinked at his last statement. “Sexy-guy-talk…?”

“Oui, mon amour.”

It took you half a second to properly process the joke, but the laugh you let out was all that Chan needed to fall even harder. Even if you slapped his thigh in the process — why did he really enjoy that? — the sound of your confused yet amused laughter became his favorite song to listen to.

He rubbed the mark you left on his thigh. He knew you did it out of habit but he got flustered.

He decided to distract himself. “Again, why’d you ask?”

“Can’t I be curious?” You simply responded.

“Trying to get close, huh?”

“Well, I don’t know, I think I warrant a little bit more after getting a free kiss from the cutie music man.” You pushed an elbow against his arm.

“Oh.” He sat up and scratched the back of his neck.

The way he looked, blushing and shy all of a sudden, made him even more irresistibly adorable. Seeing him like this gave you the urge to pet him.

Your hand made its way up to his, gracing the nape of his neck, and you petted his head. Your fingers intertwined with his hair. He straightened it earlier but it seemed to wave out in the wind; his naturally curly locks coiled incredibly loosely around your fingers.

“…Ah.”

The softest, lightest, and most subtle hint of a whimper betrayed Chan’s throat, but you heard it. Chan immediately tried to hide his reaction but you could see the panic in his eyes as he scanned your face, hoping you didn’t notice his squeak.

You did, though, and let him know it with blinks of disbelief. Chan felt like burying himself in the sand or diving back into the pool out of embarrassment.

“…You like that?” A gentle smile graced your lips. Chan subconsciously leaned further into your palm.

He was rendered speechless but you knew.

Now you knew he liked getting his hair pulled; what he didn’t know was that you enjoyed the thought of indulging in it.

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