#clinging to this sweet moment 😵‍💫

[staronline]

    ❪    ཐི♥︎ཋྀ    ❫     dear  @sunsetnap ​​  ,    

              a   discarded   t-shirt   is   retrieved   from   the   floor   and   pulled   over   messy   ,   raven   locks.   homme's   bleary   gaze   meets   the   soft   sight   of   bambi   beside   him   ,   their   previous   night's   intimacy   still   a   lingering   presence   between   them   ,   and   the   atmosphere   remains   surprisingly   comfortable.   there's   even   a   flutter   of   excitement   that   stirs   in   his   gut   as   he   admires   her   delicate   features.   just   as   pretty   as   she   was   yesterday.   “   i   hope   you're   not   expecting   me   to   get   up   and   make   us   breakfast   or   anything   ,   ”   he   teases.   “   i   don't   cook   —   well   ,   can't   cook   .   .   but   i   can   ,   like   ,   pick   you   up   some   breakfast   if   it's   important   to   you   or   something   ?   usually   i'd   just   make   my   way   home   at   this   point   but   .   .   you're   different   of   course.   ”

[kisakis-boyfriend]

♦️ dom/top male reader and sub choso please IMMA GO FERAL OVER THIS MAN 😵‍💫

Pairings: Choso x male reader

Warnings: Male!reader, dom/top!reader, sub/bottom!Choso, bondage, nipple play

“Is it too tight, love?” came your easygoing voice from behind him, as he knelt there on the cold tile floors, bound by black rope that hugged his body in all the right places.

“No-” Choso breathed nervously. This was a whole new experience for him—playing the part of the helpless submissive. He was interested in this, but being as vulnerable as he currently is is… a little scary. Luckily, his partner plans on treating him gently, gradually touching him in more intimate places as the session goes on.

A shiver runs up Choso's spine; caused by a delicate touch making its way down his shoulder towards his elbow, brushing over the rows of rope that keep his arms bound firmly behind his back. The touch repeats a few times before smoothing down Choso's chest, just slightly grazing his nipples—an action that makes Choso flinch.

“Hm? Are we sensitive right here?” you tease, circling your thumbs around your partner's nipples and then pinching them lightly. His back arches for a brief moment, and a whimper emits from Choso's pursed lips, proving your hypothesis correct.

This is… all so new to him. There are hands touching his body softly, yet every touch causes Choso to jerk uncontrollably…? But it's not any sort of pain that he's experiencing, it's just strange… not to mention the weird feeling between his legs — a stickiness has been forming, growing more apparent as the night carries on. When your fingers clamp around his nipples, that's when Choso really feels the sticky wetness grow.

The sound of his own panting knocks Choso out of his thoughts, and, God, he must seem so pathetic to you right now– He can feel the drool spilling onto his chin, hanging there… he's painfully aware of the tight, strained sensation between his legs, and that sticky substance must be making his underwear cling to him… why does he feel inclined to rub his thighs together?

It's just a bit of fondling your pretty boy's nipples, and yet, you have him humping away at nothing while he whines and whimpers. How utterly adorable~

“Aw, honey… you are far too precious for this world.” you whispered into the crook of his neck, “Let me play with you a bit more, then I promise I'll take good care of you, alright?”

Choso groans as your lips meet his neck, leaving sweet kisses over and over again, meanwhile you're slipping one hand further down his chest, so dangerously close to his leaking member… but before you can truly touch it, you slide your hand back up and drag your nails over his abs.

—

You do start to feel bad for teasing him so much, so, after you have some fun, you eventually remove his and your bottom clothing, licking your lips at the sight of Choso's engorged cock as it drips precum. You take your position behind him once again, rubbing your dick up and down his hole in a teasing manner.

“Are you ready?”

“Pl-please…” The look in your lover's eyes told you everything you needed to know—he didn't even let you prep him, he agreed to let you lube up yourself, but he'd rather have your cock enter his virgin ass before anything else.

With a groan, you positioned your wet dick against Choso's hole, and pushed until the head popped in. The way Choso jolted has you worried for a second, but the drawn-out, whorish moan he lets out erases that worry just as fast. You feel him tighten around you, preventing you from moving until he loosens up — when he does, you slowly begin thrusting. It easily turns into something rougher; more primal than you intended. His hands may be bound now, but you're sure that if they weren't, he'd be reaching behind himself to pull you deeper inside.

Choso begs so sweetly, “Please, f-faster… aahh! Ghhnh-! I want more of you… want more of your… hah-! more of your c-cock—!”

And you can't find it in yourself to refuse him. You go from roughly thrusting the head in and out, to pushing a couple of inches further in—much to Choso's satisfaction.

“That's my boy, yeah- you like that?” Choso stutters out an 'uh-huh' along to the rhythm of your thrusting. His head hangs there while you fuck him, too lost in the ecstasy to hold himself up anymore. He's sweating and barely able to use words, but even so, a smile still finds its way on his face.

Dissatisfied with the current angle and position you're in, you try something new—pulling Choso up and flush to your chest. Now, you easily fill him with as much of your cock as his virgin hole can take. Throwing his head back onto your shoulder, Choso breathes heavily, moaning all manner of things while you speed up yet again and edge the two of you closer to your release–

“Yeah? You wanna cum, don't you?”

“Yeeeess~ Pl-please, can I?”

You pant a reply against Choso's neck, telling him to cum whenever he wants. Next thing you know, his cock is spurting cum onto his thighs and the floor. You fuck your lover through his climax, pinching his nipples and aiming your dick at his prostate. As his cries die down, you grind against him; still wrapping your arms around his torso, and ask him if he has enough energy to let you cum too.

Choso assures you that he does, and you smile and kiss his cheek before bending him forward. His cheek presses against the ground, and you work yourself back up, fucking his puffy hole until you feel like you're about to cum– It shoots onto Choso's back, some of it sliding down his ass and over his hole. You stick your cock back in, sliding in and out just a few more times, before really pulling out and sighing in relief.

[upsidedownwithsteve]

Everytime you post about smut blurbs, my Eddie loving brain goes 😵‍💫🫠 Any chance you have something for inexperienced!Eddie being completely overwhelmed with fooling around for the first time and just cannot get over how lucky he is to be touching/tasting reader? He’d be so overcome with lust and desire that he wouldn’t be able to control all his pretty noises 🥵

"You okay?"

You pulled away from Eddie's kiss, lips clicking apart and your nose bumped the boy's. He was breathing heavy, lips swollen and cheeks pink, flushed with the excitement from having you atop him. He'd been making soft noises, little groans every time you shifted, your fingers sweeping over the back of his neck and into his curls until he'd gasped.

Eddie nodded, looking up from his place underneath you, eyes hooded and pupils blown wide. He was all stumbling movements and unsure hands, petting softly at your sides before he got really into it, gripping the skin on your hips almost too tightly when your tongue licked into his mouth.

"Yeah, yeah, m'good," he breathed out, words wavering, each syllable tripping over his own tongue. "You're just really fuckin' pretty."

You scrunched your nose at his compliment, hid your smile and your soft eyes by dipping back to kiss him again, chest to chest and arms wound around his neck. Your tongue touching his made him groan, a sweet, pretty sound that made you kiss him harder, deeper. Eddie let out huffs of breath every time you parted, chasing you for more like he couldn't get enough.

And when you rocked your hips over his, the soft cotton of your shorts catching against the zipper on his jeans, you whined and Eddie grunted, lashes fluttering and his blunt nails pressing half moons into your sides. He held you tightly, like he couldn't believe you were there - like you'd fly off at any moment.

"Still good?" You whispered and god, you sounded smug, you couldn't help it. The resident bad boy was putty underneath you, clinging onto you like you were the one thing keeping him on this earth. "Eddie?"

The boy nodded dumbly, eyes on you mouth, wondering if his was as pink and swollen as your own, kiss bitten and pretty.

It was.

"Yeah, fuck-- you're just, you-- can't believe you're making out with me, y'know? Shit, you're just really fuckin' pretty and oh, fuck--" Eddie cut himself off with a gasp when you attached yourself to his neck, lips trailing over his skin, the stubble along his jaw. "Christ, don't stop, fuck-- fuck, keep doing that."

You grinned into him, lips on his neck, right underneath his ear and you let your teeth graze the skin, felt him shiver against you. His hands crawled up your back, slipping under your shirt to trace the line of your spin and Eddie let his head fall back onto the couch cushions, eyes closed.

"What're you doing to me," he groaned and it didn't sound like a question at all. It came out like a plea, like a prayer.

"Want me to stop?" you asked softly.

"No, fucking hell, please no."

[agustdiv1ne]

⋆｡˚ ✈︎ 9:05 p.m. (m) — choi yeonjun

genre: nsfw so mdni, boyfriend!yeonjun, switch!yeonjun, plane sex 😵‍💫

wc: 1.6k

part 2

your left leg is shaking.

at the moment, you should be fast asleep, basking in the comfort (and astonishing amount of leg room) that a first class airline seat could provide. however, you remain wide awake, not an inkling of fatigue in sight. you have exhausted nearly all options of distraction, leaving you to pick at your nails and stare off into space, thoughts racing through your head at the speed of light.

and it's all your boyfriend’s fault — him, and his fucking tank top.

you would usually be fine — you have always adored yeonjun's fashion sense — but it isn't just a normal tank top; no, it clings to his lithe body, the dark fabric defining his pecs and accentuating his pretty little waist. the lack of sleeves only serve to make things worse for you, the well-developed muscles of his biceps flexing as he shifts his position in his seat next to you. you didn't even know he was wearing it until he took off his denim jacket to go through tsa. that was more than four hours ago, yet you still feel a little hot under the collar.

a deep, quiet groan meets your ears, a small sigh following moments after as yeonjun stretches, arching his back before slumping back against his seat. now awakened from his small nap, you notice from your peripherals how he focuses on your quaking leg, but you flinch anyway when his hand moves to squeeze the meat of your thigh. your leg stills. swiveling your head, you meet his lethargic gaze, a glint of concern shining through the fatigue.

“you okay, baby?” the words rumble from deep within his chest, voice drenched in molasses, slow and smooth and oh so sweet to your ears. the sound ignites a carnal fire in your stomach. your mind sings a siren song to give into your desires, to just do something about them, already. instead, you nod with a hushed hum, sending him a small, tight-lipped smile that you hope he can’t see through. he grins, surging forward to press a quick peck to your lips before settling down to busy himself with his phone. you sigh in relief as his hand removes itself from your thigh.

you feel as if you are about to implode as you scan the dim cabin, lights off so as to allow passengers to sleep through the long flight. the two people sitting across the aisle are doing just that, sound asleep, their heads leaned back against their seats. with another cursory glance around, you find that most people are sleeping; the only person who is awake around you is a businessman one row behind you, though he wears chunky headphones that you assume are noise canceling.

conflict brews within you. sure, you and yeonjun have talked about exploring exhibitionism, and both of you have voiced your inclination for it — but you're unsure if this is the right place to test out this shared desire. something about the close proximity of the other passengers is a little nerve-wracking, but in a way, the idea of ruining your boyfriend while surrounded by others causes adrenaline to race through your veins. even then, if yeonjun decides that he does not want to, then he could simply use your mutual safeword and all would be over.

making your decision, you slip your hand underneath the jacket on his lap and place it on top of his knee, squeezing lightly. he pauses for a moment, tilting his head, but ultimately goes back to his phone, likely playing some game. you remain in that same position for a few minutes, rubbing your thumb against the smooth skin. slowly, you trail your hand up further and further, stopping only once it rests against his sensitive inner thigh. pinky swiping back and forth, you feel him squirm away your touch, and you grip a little harder. yeonjun's soft lips part slightly, eyes round and wide as he peeks over at you.

“baby,” he whispers, trying not to whine as you glide your hand up a little more, dangerously close to his his hardening cock. he gasps when one of your fingers tickles the seam of his shorts, hands gripping the tanned leather of the armrests with whitened knuckles. “baby, what—”

“shhh, jjunie. be a good boy for me, yeah?” you coo, voice hushed as you lean closer, warm breath curling around his ear. 

he shivers, biting his lips as you palm his now fully erect dick over his clothes. you check in with him quietly, asking if this is alright, and he nods, sliding down his seat to allow you better access. you grin.

still hidden by the jacket on his lap, you shove your hand underneath the waistband of his shorts and boxers, curling your hand around him. he jumps in his seat at the sensation of you finally touching him where he needs you most, and you pause, shooting him a raised eyebrow before you look around. everyone is still asleep, or, at least, too preoccupied to notice what is transpiring just below their noses.

turning back to him, you whisper praises as you begin to pump his aching cock, thumb dipping into the slit of his head to spread the precum that's gathered there. your hand takes up a leisurely pace, slowly slicking up as he leaks even more precum. trailing your eyes up to his face, you find a beautiful sight: brows furrowed, eyes squeezed shut, and his bottom lip bitten to absolute hell to muffle his desperate pants. a little squeak eacapes him when you squeeze a bit harder, increasing your pace.

“quiet, baby, or do you wanna get caught?” you question with a challenging smirk. while he responds with a rapid shake of his head, you feel his cock twitch against your palm. you shake your head, movements growing more rapid, as mock dissapointment laces your tone. “don’t lie to me. i bet you’d love to have this whole plane watch as i touch you, hm? ‘m sure you’d love the attention.”

“n-no, only want your, your attention,” he stutters, breathing heavily through his nose. the muscles in his abdomen contract as you continue, squriming more in his seat. his face is now buried in his hands, his face splattered with fiery crimson that you can easily pick out despite the low light. his hips thrust up into your hand, the jacket that once protected his dignity now discarded on the floor. 

“aw, that’s sweet,” you say with a sharp grin. he arches his back further as you focus on his swollen, angry tip for a few seconds. “but i don’t believe you.”

faster, faster, faster, you can't find it in yourself to care as the wet sounds of you stroking him grow louder, mixing with the white noise of the plane. sweat lines his brow, head burrowed against the back of the seat as one hand claws at your arm. his arms are flexed, muscles straining against his skin. you think he's close to tears with how hard he's trying not to moan, biting into the flesh of his other palm. you drink him in with a hungry gaze; you want him — no, need him to cum for you, need to see him lose it with all these people around you.

“gonna cum, pretty boy?” you sigh into his ear, biting his lobe for a moment. he nods, whispering ‘yes’ and ‘please’ in rapid succession. “that’s it. cum for me, baby.”

you giggle softly as he registers your permission, his eyes widening, and without even checking for wandering eyes, you lean down to wrap your lips around the head of his cock.

that does the trick. his cum spurts in hot ribbons into your mouth, the salty taste coating your tastebuds as you continue to pump him. suddenly, a hand is tangled into your hair, pushing your head down and thrusting up so that you take him further into your mouth, more and more until he's hitting the back of your throat. you inhale sharply in surprise, listening to him choke on the whimper he manages to keep in, swallowing his cum as he pulls you back up to his tip.

you stay there for a few seconds before you push yourself off of his lap, but the sight you are met with is a shocking one.

what you find are stern eyes and downturned lips. gone is the submissive, pliant jjunie from a few seconds ago. now, he's serious, fox-like eyes narrowed as he nearly leers over you. he's angry, you realize. the sudden change makes your head spin.

his fingers grip your chin like a vice as he brings his face closer to yours. you gulp. you're unsure where this switch in behavior stemmed from, but if the way your thighs clench together is anything to go by, you definitely welcome it.

“you like embarrassing me? ‘s it fun for you?” 

“n-no,” you stutter. you’ve lost, any semblance of control you had over this situation dissipating into the air as the seconds tick by.

the tables are turning, and you are unsure if you are ready for whatever he has planned.

“get the fuck up, and go to the bathroom. now.” 

you nod as you unbuckle your seatbelt, watching him tuck himself back into his shorts. standing on shaking legs, you obediently make your way down the aisle to the bathroom, the heavy footsteps of your boyfriend following behind you a hair-raising reminder of your impending fate.

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[xo-cod]

needy reader begging simon to let her sit on his cock when he's doing paperwork and promising she'll be a good girl and not move but ofc she can't and she starts riding him then he bends her over his desk and fucks her senseless🤤😩

lysm hope you're doing well💗

😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 ah omg i love this i'm sorry i got this so late ilyt babe 🤍🤍

very nsfw/rushed but i can def going into more detail/longer one in another post :) <3

simon who's so cocky because he knows just how needy you become, who intentionally flexes the muscles in his thighs because he loves how flustered you get sitting in his lap.

"you ain't movin' 'till i'm done, alright love?" his voice is clear, a demand of sorts, as he whispers it into your ear, pressing a soft kiss to your temple as he chuckles at your state. your nod and your suppressed groan, knowing he would take his time just to watch you get all desperate.

and at first you do obey, there's nothing more pretty than watching your lover completing his paperwork and watching the pure concentration on his face as he uses one hand to write while the other rests around your hips. holding you close to him

but it's so hard especially when the last time you both had any sort of intimacy had been a while back, especially when your needs seemed to have a mind of it's own

it started off slow, your hips moving softly across his thigh and then his bulge while he pauses. it stirs you on, the movement growing faster as he narrows his eyes at you and then your hips.

"what'd i just say?" he tuts but you don't have it in you to even answer, your hands holding onto his chest while your hips drag out over his thigh slowly drawing soft moans from the pair of you as you repeated the motion. he doesn't say a word, just moves your body as he pleases as he stands up suddenly. picking you up and bending you over his desk, causing you to whine at the loss of contact before he hooked his fingers around the waistband of your sweats and pulled them down in one swift motion.

and then he does the same for him as he palms his growing erection in his hands with a soft groan, teasing your entrance for a moment before he slipped inside slowly taking pleasure in how you clenched around him. the both of you moaning as your breathing hitched, whimpering softly at how thick he seemed to feel inside you. even after so long it always took you by surprise just how he felt

"that what you wanted, lovie? you needed my cock just like that huh?" he coos with a chuckle, holding into your hips with a firm grip as he pulls you up and down on his cock. your response had been a whispered yes, gasping softly when the tip of his cock brushes against that special spot inside causing your body to arch in pure delight and for his grip to stumble slightly. he usually would've teased you but the warm feeling of you had his demeanor melting, he just didn't have it in him today. it really had been too long and he was just as desperate

he moves you once more, this time placing you on your back so he can look at the sweet faces you make in the height of your pleasure. it's a sight he could never grow tired of, a sight that makes him proud that he could bring you to this level. he hooks your legs above his shoulder, the new angle allowing him to hit a deeper spot inside you causing you to cling onto him, his name breathlessly leaving your lips in a plea. his hands coming over to hold onto your thighs, keeping you steady as the pace he sets speeds up slightly. his thrusts sloppy, a soft curse and a grunt falling from his lips as his hips become frantic needing this release just as much as you did.

"fuck that's it, cum f'me that's it" he praises feeling you tighten around him, feeling his own movements tremble as he gasped out softly coming closer nuzzling into your neck and chest leaving a trail of soft kisses in his wake.

and then he finally relaxes and releasing you slightly, leaning over to grab the washcloth to the side to clean you both up. it's not perfect but he's already made plans to head to the shower after as he holds onto you once more. sitting in his chair with you in his lap, the softest of smiles gracing his lips.

"that was perfect, did so good me love"

[hwashotcheeto]

@shinestarhwaa you put this idea back in my head and now I can't get it out. Especially not if he looks like this.

Look at those eyes! 😭

Minors DNI, smut content below

Mommy!Reader x Sub!Seonghwa, chest fixation, dry humping, praise, just Hwa being obsessed with your tits and being a good boy

Subby Hwa sucking on your tits, his arms around your waist, clinging onto you while he looks up at you with his big boba eyes, full of pure love and adoration. 😵‍💫

Your hand is in his hair, running your fingers through it, gripping on when his teeth graze your nipple just right.

He'd be desperate to hear you praise him, to tell him how good he's doing. He'd want so badly to hear you breathe soft moans of assurance, to tell him he's Mommy's good boy.

"Mommy, please," he'd mumble, "Please tell me how good I'm doing, wanna make you feel good."

"You're such a good boy, my love. Just keep going like that, Mommy likes it this way."

And it would only spurr him on more. A small whimper would come out of him as he tightens his grip on you, switching to the other side, sucking and biting desperately.

The sweet, innocent boba eyes from before would instead be desperate, especially now with his cock straining against his clothes, leaking like a faucet.

He'd start grinding up against your leg to alleviate some of the pressure, and oh, his face would turn even redder than before. His eyes squeezing shut as he's concentrating and slowly growing overwhelmed.

"Aww, are you okay, love? You want some help?" You'd coo at him as you push your leg up against his dick, to which he'd let out a delightful squeak as he'd hug you tighter, his eyebrows furrowing together.

All the while he's still got his mouth on your tits, switching back and forth, with spit all over your skin, purple/red marks beginning to bloom.

But what if he turns from sweet desperate baby into dazed desperate slut?

His eyes glazing over, growing even more messy, grinding against your leg determinedly while he's digging his nails into your skin.

"Mommy, gonna come," he'd whine, biting and sucking harder, desperate muffled moans and cries against your tits. Your thigh would he soaked by this point.

"You can come for me, sweet boy. Come for Mommy, like a good boy."

And with one last tug of his hair, he'd come all over the inside of his pants, burying his face between your tits as he moans and whimpers.

"Mommy! Mommy, yes, thank you! Oh, feels so good, I love you!"

Poor desperate baby would just be rambling and crying out, tears forming in his eyes as he rides out the last of his orgasm.

And you'd be there, slowly petting his hair until he's done, laying his head on your chest and coming back down to Earth.

Of course, you still had plans for him, you were far from done.

But you couldn't deny that this silent moment was nice. Admiring your sweet boy as he laid on your chest, hugging you so tightly.

You'd lean down and press a kiss to the top of his head, and then whisper, "Mommy loves you too, sweetheart."

[subskz]

Rin.... Rin, I crave violence

I saw these and your girl got the most heinous thoughts bouncing around in the head.

SO

Cabin, Snow, There's Only One Bed, Accidental Confession, & Sex. Are you following?

I hope so.

~~~

Picture it: You, Channie, and Co. have decided to stay at a cabin in the woods for a couple of days in winter (see Channie's outfit up above) and as everyone else goes off to have fun in the snow, (I've grown to dislike the snow after having multiple snow days back to back bc I don't get snow often; Ms. Pink was nawt having it) you two decide to hang back

So you two kinda just shrug it off and try to stay preoccupied while by yourselves

And maybe that involves a game or two here and there, music stuff, cooking and things don't get heated until you two make a bet that you, just so happen to, win.

That bet? The other has to do whatever the other says until the others get back.

And you can't help but notice how eager he is to follow your directions and orders; or how he starts to act cuter around you and pouty when feeling a skosh playful.

So maybe you ask for a kiss to gauge his reaction; ofc Channie is malfunctioning so you're all like "jk jk im totally not-" then BOOM! A big ole smooch is what you get.

And then, he's like "omg oh god im so sorry" then you kiss him and he can't help but moan at it (perv Channie?... oh that's something i will be back abt, mark that down)

N e ways, let's talk abt sex now

Chan and his babyboy-isms seem to just increase tenfold; pouty, whiney, all flushed, wanting physical contact, oral fixation all on 10.

And, him being a service top, he is so hellbent on pleasing you. But he's also been dealing with this huge crush on you, so when he finally enters you, he swears he's entering the 5th dimension.

But also instantly blurts out that he has feelings for you... whoops. Can't help it, unfortunately; another victim of being brain mush as soon as he gets off :(

Give him a kiss on his lips and nose and tell him how you feel and help guide him; poor pup is just too into his subspace to even form coherent sentences anymore and probably too preoccupied with sucking on your fingers or chest 🤷‍♀️

Now, afterglow and post-orgasm clarity is such a real thing (it's happened once to me but i had the munchies like fucking crazy so it didn't last lmao) so Channie is embarrassed when he realized that he involuntarily confessed like that.

~~~

Sorry for the word vomit; currently half past 11pm and I've been sipping on black tea all-day so... :) 3rd eye is just working over time.

Also, I called a specific Hyunjin look back in 2021, so Pink is just Clairvoyant when it comes to Hyunjin specifically (it's bc we're both Pisces)

the fact that these pics led to this stroke of genius from you…put channie in a sweater n suspenders more often bc i’m actually gonna lose my mind over how much i love this 😵‍💫 him pining after you…simultaneously so shy but so eager…the desperate need to please you…the way he goes dumb the moment he’s inside you…blurting out his confession…it has all the elements of a perfect channie concept

HAHA yes let’s settle for the romantic atmosphere inside the cabin away from the snow…maybe even w a warm fire crackling to really set the mood ♡ channie being his sweet good-natured lil self and listening to everything you say without question…the thought of him getting playful at some point and pretending to disobey you w a cheeky dimpled grin…pure devastation. he’d look so adorably proud of himself it’s almost enough to let it slide, but you don’t even get the chance before he takes it back w a giggle and follows your order anyway 🥰

his heart-shaped lips look extra red and kissable bc of the cold who could resist <3 and god the way he’d just lean completely into that sweet, unbashedly needy side of himself once he sees how much you like it…the epitome of baby boy w the way he clings to you and nuzzles into your chest and starts to whine if he can’t feel your touch for even a moment. and nothing on earth makes me crazier than the idea of channie’s mind going blank the moment he feels you around him…suddenly he’s lost and clueless and needs you to direct him to do every little thing so he can satisfy you properly ❤️‍🔥 he may not be able to think for himself but he still carries out all your orders like a good boy! and ofc when his emotions are running so high and his head is so scrambled from the pleasure, he can’t help but babble on abt how much he loves you in a way that’ll have him absolutely mortified when that giddy haze finally wears off~

no need to apologize as u can see this resonated w me very much hehe ^_^ you and hyune really have some kind of piscean psychic link that no one else can comprehend i’ll look forward to what you predict next 😼

[kwiiwi1]

another post, only told one bro about it + shot to them once again but anywayss

look ok so like.. farting in ur SO or others clothes EEEEEEEE 😣😣😣😣😣😫😫😫😫😫 (it doesn't even need to be ur SO, it could be like a bro yknow)

LIKE OK LOOK OK SO uhh maybe a bro, call em A cause I'm lazy, got all pissy and shit after an argument with their SO, who is ofc B, and they're staying home right (maybe they have a job where they can work from home idk lol)

and idk maybe the dinner they had last night isn't sitting right with A, their tummys been complaining and cramping all day, making such a racket, they've been so bloated n shit 😔😔😔😔😔

and there's like a light bulb moment right, like where their tummy dilemma crashes together with their feelings of being a wanker towards B, and it's like "WOAH 😍😍😍😍😍 IDEAA ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️"

so they go into B's room and spend a few hours picking a bunch of clothes, a few pairs of underwear, some shorts and pants, shirts, maybe they'll snag a couple of hoodies while they're at it

then they get all cozy in said clothes mmm so comfortable so safe, and normally wearing their SO's clothes would bring A some kind of positive joy, but rn they feel evil 😈😈😈😈😈 so evil 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭

ANYWAYSS just like.. A probs doing some random thing around the house when they feel a familiar urge near their hole and they like press a hand against their bloated belly before pushing it in and at the same time sticking their ass out

the shorts A's decided to wear hugs their ass so nicely stg before they let rip an absolute monster of a fart, the muffled sound the only thing they hear echoing out around their house as they moan or sigh in relief, letting their stink cling to the crack of B's shorts

A knows they shouldn't be taking their anger out like this, idk farting on ur SO's clothes doesn't feel right to them..

but the deeper more primal part of them thinks its fair, and like even though it's so taboo and embarrassing it's just.. so fucking hot my GOD- 😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵 (I've really had time to think this shit thru fr)

god maybe A wears a hoodie around their waist, grabbing it and pulling it close to their ass before letting rip, B's clothes muffling A's constant loud rumbling gas, stinking up both the house and their lovers clothes mmmmmmm 😫😫😫😫😫

stuffing a shirt under their ass on the couch and pushing their ass into it with a grunt, farting and crinkling up the shirt underneath nghhh 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤

FARTING IN THEIR LOVES OWN UNDERWEAR AKDKKDDKWOFJ 🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐 huffing the underwear to get a whiff of their own scent amdnakxjznsn 😣😣😣😣😣😣😣

the smell.. the absolute ripeness of A's stink... the warmth... mmmmmm lord I'm drooling and I shouldn't be 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

having the stink cling and fester to the clothes, practically becoming a part of B's clothes oh my 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴 I've had sm time to think my thoughts on the matter fr

and then when they're all empty they take off B's clothes, fold them back up and place em back in B's room before acting all sweet and stuff when B gets back, like alls been forgiven (and it will al be forgiven in like a few hours tho lol)

although the next time B pulls out a random piece of clothing to wear they're a lil dumbfounded and suspicious about how their clothes stink when they haven't worn em... 🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔

[saetoru]

PRETTY — GETO SUGURU.

☰ SYNOPSIS ⋮ geto suguru x reader — 1.1k words — the prettiest boy fucking the prettiest girl <3

— contents ⋮ nsfw and 18+ content, fem! reader, handjobs, praise, cock worship ?? (LMAO he has a pretty dick okay ???), needy + lovesick geto :(, unprotected sex, creampie, use of pet names (baby, sweetheart, princess)

— notes ⋮ based on brainrot from that nsfw geto figure 😵‍💫 it’s infesting my brain his pp is so pretty <3

“like what you see, baby?” geto chuckles, stroking his thick cock slowly as he watches your eyes fix on the girth between his legs, raking them over him slowly. he’s pretty—long and flushed with a pink tip, thick veins running along the underside that make you ache to feel them drag along your walls. he’s big too, makes you whine as you cling to his neck and buck your hips up, trying to feel just the slightest friction of his fat tip rubbing along your dripping cunt.

“suguru, wan’ you,” you sniffle, lips curled into that soft little pout of yours—it’s a dangerous pout, he thinks, it gets you whatever you want with a bat of those lashes and the tilt of your head. he closes his eyes for a moment, inhaling deeply as you snake one hand between your bodies and grip at his length, squeezing around his cock. it’s hot and heavy in your hands, slick with his pre cum, the wet, squelching noise of your fist dragging over him in slow strokes filling the room along with his soft pants. “want you so bad,” you whine, “need you, please.”

“asked a question,” he grunts, rolling his hips into shallow thrusts against your hand, “gotta answer me before i fuck you, baby,” he breathes. you roll your thumb over his cockhead, feeling the satin skin of his tip and collecting the wet bead of his pre cum before smearing it along his length as you quicken your pace. he groans, arms shaky as they hold him up to hover over you. “you like what you see, huh sweetheart? want me to fuck you with this cock?”

“yes, yes—please,” you whine, “‘s pretty, so, so pretty,” you pout, squeezing around the base of his dick. he chuckles, breathy and low against your ear, just a tad bit too smug for his own good even as a soft blush dusts across his cheeks.

“think it’s pretty, huh? prettiest cock you ever seen?”

“mhm,” you moan with a nod as he slides his tip up and down along your entrance, collecting your slick along his cock before slowly pushing past your wet folds, groaning as he feels your walls tighten around him.

“f-fuck, feel so good, princess. so tight,” he grunts, pressing a kiss between your brows as you whimper at the intrusion, your arms wrapping around his neck as your legs hike around his waist. he grins, watches as your eyes flutter shut and your mouth hangs open with a soft moan. “prettiest fuckin’ pussy, just for me, yeah? love you, love you so much, sweetheart—sh-shit.”

“‘s for you,” you nod vigorously, bucking your hips up and silently pleading for him to move. he gifts you with a slow thrust, hitting deep into you, the swollen head of his cock brushing against your sweet spot like a soft kiss, “‘s all for you, sugu—o-only you, jus’ you,” you babble, “love you too.”

geto chuckles, feels pride and affection swell in his chest at the way you’re already so lost on his cock, already so eager to please. he pulls you into a heated kiss, tongue exploring your mouth as he drinks in your moans, hips slowly rolling against yours and bullying his girth in and out of your pussy. he’s thick, splits you open as he drags along your slick walls, makes your head spin at the sweet friction from his veins as he quickens his pace.

“all for me, yeah? this pussy’s all for me? she’s all mine, isn’t she?” he groans, his navel bumping over your clit with each snap of his hips, the wet sound of his cock slipping in and out of your cunt and the slap of his skin against yours mixing with the soft whines that bubble from your throat.

it’s a symphony of he’s ever heard one—the falsetto of each high pitched squeal you let out raising goosebumps along his skin.

“all yours,” you squeal, “fuck, suguru—f-faster, need more,” you plead, bucking your hips up to match the rhythm of his, panting harshly as you feel the aching pleasure build steadily, spreading from between your legs, all the way up and along your spine until your can practically feel it in your finger tips—in your toes as they curl with each slam of his cock into your cunt.

“yeah? need more? you can have more, baby,” he hums, “‘s your cock, yeah? all yours, you can have all you want.” you squeeze around him at that—he chokes on a groan at the way you clamp down on him, all but making it damn near impossible to move with the tight grip your walls have around his length.

“mine, mine, mine,” you chant, head thrown back against the pillow, high pitched moans piercing the room as his tip slams along the sensitive spot in your walls, each roll of his hips precisely hitting you right where you need him.

“yours,” he growls, “fuck, baby. take this cock so well—feel that? feel that, baby? ‘s made for you. fits this pussy like it was made for you.”

and then his thumb finds your clit, rubbing harsh circles along the sensitive bud until you break—thighs trembling as your legs squeeze around his hips while you cum, walls fluttering around his length with tight spams. your lips part with a silent sob, tears glistening your cheeks as they run down the soft flesh. your nails dig into his back, the slam of his cock as he fucks you through your orgasm bordering on too much as you whimper in his arms.

“su-suguru, fuck, fuck, ‘s so good—feels so good, oh—”

the sound of your voice, the way you suck him in as you cream around his cock, the way you look so ethereal—so perfect and pliant for him as you lay beneath him spurs on his own release, making his head fall to the crook of your neck as his hips rut into you sloppily by now. he pants into your skin, choking on moans as he pumps his seed into your cunt.

“baby, fuck,” he calls brokenly, voice cracking as it lilts into a soft, needy little whine as he trembles over your figure with each rope of cum, cock twitching in you as he rides out his high. you feel a mixture of his release and your slick trailing down the sides of your thighs—and it’s so messy, but you can’t help but crave more. your hand trembles as it finds his hair, stroking through the sweaty locks as he finishes, his body slumping on top of yours.

“pretty,” you murmur, turning your head to press a gentle kiss into his temple, “so pretty, suguru. my pretty boy.”

“yeah?” he grins tiredly against your neck, “gotta be careful what you say there, baby,” he mumbles—and almost instantly, his cock twitches in your pussy as it hardens once more.

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[sepgudeobi]

Hi hi~! I was wondering if it’s alright to request a ship for the boyz and sf9 please 👉🏻👈🏻?

I’m 22 years old, a Gemini and an INFJ. I have short brown hair, big green eyes and I’m 5’5 with a pear shaped body type. I also wear glasses and I have a few piercings.

When it comes to my personality, I’m like a chameleon. My personality changes depending on who I’m around at the moment. Around strangers, I’m very anxious, shy and awkward. I have major social anxiety, so meeting new people freaks me out. Once I’m around someone I’m comfortable with, I’m the exact opposite. I tend to be more talkative, bubbly, sarcastic, feisty, cuddly, outgoing, dorky and a crackhead lmaoo. My friends would describe me as cute, sweet and gentle, but with a ✨spicy✨ side lmaoo. My emotions tend to consume me more than I can control, so it’s a daily struggle of constantly trying to keep up with my mood swings. I’m very forgetful and I can be annoyed and overwhelmed easily, but it doesn’t take long until I’m back to my usual bubbly, giggly self. I’ll laugh at anything and everything! It’s my natural response to anything and it can get me into trouble at times. I don’t know how to handle certain types of situations, so my go-to response is laughing 😵‍💫. There are times I can be super sensitive, emotional and moody because I overthink EVERYTHING 🙃. I also have a bad habit of shutting down when I’m anxious and worried. And I also curse when I’m frustrated.

My ideal partner would be someone who is goofy, playful, cuddly and laidback. I LOVE hugs and cuddles, but only with my close friends and partner. Being touched by someone I barely know makes me feel anxious and can cause panic attacks. I also enjoy playful banter and teasing, that’s how I show my love lmaoo.

I love animals and kids, but babies kinda make me anxious lmao. I absolutely ADORE anything cute, soft, fluffy and comfy such as pillows, blankets and stuffed animals. I enjoy taking naps, baths, watching trashy shows, drama, video games, makeup, musicals, shopping, making others laugh, tarot readings, traveling, nature, going on walks and drives, nature, star gazing and cloud gazing, and singing (but I’m super shy to sing in front of others). I DESPISE spiders, crowds, loud noises, getting yelled at, mornings and confrontation even though I love drama LOL.

Thank you so much in advance and I hope you stay happy and healthy~! 🥺💜

Hi lovie!! You are just the sweetest.

In Sf9 I ship you with ….

Rowoon / Seokwoo!

You said you liked playful banter, and I definitely feel like seokwoo would be very into that. You’d tease him and he’d get super pouty and mope until you gave him all of the attention in the world. You like drama? He has such a busy life and schedule he can tell you all the tea in the world! And Seokwoo can never shut up, always talking way too much— so I feel as if you two would be compatible in that sense, you two could talk eachother’s ear off. Not only that, with you liking musicals that would be right up his alley with him being an actor and all!

In the boyz I ship you with ….

Juyeon!

Listen hear me out— unlike seokwoo, Juyeon is very reserved and dorky. However, I feel like you two would have a great dynamic. Juyeon is known for being very subtly caring and clinging, so when you’re having an emotional shut down I can see him pulling you into cuddles to take a small nap and watch a movie. Not only that, Juyeon has said he tries to make others laugh when they’re upset— which seems very needed for you. He’d go along with your playful teasing, and support you in your interests and hobbies as well.

I hope you enjoyed hun!