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HOW THEY REACT WHEN THEY FALL INLOVE AT FIRST SIGHT WITH YOU | PART 1 |- WINDBREAKER

Feat:(HUMMINGBIRD CREW) JAY JO,DOM KANG,MINU YOON

[🥀]WARNING:SLIGHT YANDERE THEME, CHEATING??,(MALE READER)

[🦋]WORDCOUNTS:2,455(I Calculate it)

•NOTES:I decided to open my arms with this fandom, I love this webtoon and I fall(hard)inlove with the characters and their development. I did try looking for a alive and active fandom and scenarios written about windbreaker, but unfortunately they're still few of those. Anyway, I wrote a fanfic about this one, visit my wattpad account if you wanna read it. WARNING!! READ THE NOTES BEFORE READING IT.

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•JAY JO

The classroom buzzed with its usual morning energy—laughter, conversations, and the shuffling of papers filled the air. Jay Jo sat quietly near the back, his face impassive as he reviewed his notes. The glasses perched on his nose reflected the sunlight streaming through the window, hiding the sharp focus of his dark eyes. His expression, cold and unreadable, kept most classmates at bay.

But Jay liked it that way. He preferred the peace and control that isolation granted him.

“Everyone, quiet down!” the teacher’s stern voice cut through the noise. “We have a new transfer student today.”

Jay barely paid attention. New faces came and went; none ever mattered enough to distract him from his routine. He flipped a page in his notebook without a second thought—until the soft tap of footsteps approaching the front of the class made him glance up.

“My name is (name) ,” the newcomer introduced himself, voice smooth and gentle, like a warm breeze on a cold day. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Jay's pen stilled.

Standing before the class was someone who looked almost ethereal. (name) had short, silky white hair that shimmered in the sunlight. His cerulean eyes sparkled with a kindness that made Jay’s chest tighten unexpectedly. The delicate beauty mark below his left eye only emphasized his flawless features.

Time seemed to slow.

Jay’s heart, which rarely reacted to anything beyond the thrill of racing, now pounded erratically in his chest. His grip on the pen tightened until his knuckles turned white. A strange possessiveness bloomed within him, fierce and immediate. He’s beautiful... perfect.

The teacher’s voice broke through Jay’s thoughts. “(Name) , you can take the seat next to Jay Jo.”

Jay's breath hitched.

(Name) walked toward him, each step deliberate and mesmerizing. The world blurred around Jay, leaving only (name) in sharp focus.

“Hello,” (name) greeted with a warm smile as he settled into the seat beside Jay.

Jay leaned slightly closer, his glasses catching the light. “Hi.”

It was a simple exchange, but Jay’s mind was already spinning. His thoughts became tangled with questions and quiet promises. Who are you? Why does my chest feel like this? He wanted to know everything—where (name) came from, what made him smile, what his voice sounded like when it wasn’t wrapped in introductions.

More than that, he wanted to keep (name) close.

The lesson dragged on, but Jay wasn’t paying attention. His eyes flickered toward (name) repeatedly, memorizing every detail—the elegant tilt of his head, the way his lashes cast shadows over his cheeks, the subtle curve of his lips. Jay felt a strange sense of pride knowing (name) was seated beside him, as though fate had already marked (name) as his.

A faint smile tugged at Jay’s lips, hidden by the glare of his glasses. I won’t let anyone take you away, he thought darkly.

When class finally ended, (name) began packing his things. Jay's hand moved instinctively, brushing against (name's) arm. (name) blinked, surprised by the sudden touch.

“Are you... okay?” (name) asked kindly.

Jay nodded stiffly, though his mind screamed a different answer. No, he wasn’t okay. (name's) presence had shattered his carefully crafted walls.

“Walk with me,” Jay said abruptly.

(Name) tilted his head, a curious smile forming. “Sure.”

As they walked down the hallway together, Jay noted how others stole glances at (name) . Whispers filled the air—admiration, curiosity, envy. Jay’s jaw clenched. He hated it. He hated how people looked at (name) like they had a right to admire him.

They didn’t.

Only Jay did.

(Name) belonged by his side, not surrounded by strangers who couldn’t appreciate his true worth. Jay’s protective instincts flared dangerously.

“You’re popular already,” Jay commented, voice flat but tinged with something possessive.

(Name) laughed softly. “I didn’t notice.”

Of course, (name) wouldn’t. He was too kind, too pure. Jay’s resolve hardened. He would protect (name) from anyone who dared to approach him with ill intentions—whether they knew it or not.

As they reached the school gates, (name)turned to Jay with that same gentle smile. “Thanks for walking with me, Jay.”

Jay's heart thumped violently in his chest. That smile... it’s mine.

He nodded, unable to trust his voice. As (name) waved goodbye and walked away, Jay stood rooted in place, watching until (name) disappeared from view.

A dangerous determination flickered in Jay’s dark eyes.

No one would take (name) from him. Not classmates, not strangers, not anyone. (Name) had entered Jay’s life by chance—but he wasn’t leaving.

Because Jay Jo always won his races.

And this was a race he had already decided to win.

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•DOM KANG

The meeting at the café had been decided after weeks of chatting online. Dom Kang wasn't one to believe in chance, but meeting (name) felt like destiny—twisted, consuming, and inevitable.

Their conversations had started with innocent exchanges about bikes, music, and life's simple pleasures. Dom hadn’t thought much of it at first, just another distraction from his chaotic world of racing, school, and night jobs. But (name) had drawn him in, his words gentle yet captivating, like soft threads weaving into Dom's mind until they were inseparable.

And now, Dom was obsessed.

(Name) was all Dom could think about—the ethereal image burned into his thoughts from the photos he'd seen. White silky hair, cerulean eyes shimmering like rare gemstones, and a beauty mark beneath his left eye that added an almost divine charm.

Dom had always been possessive by nature, whether it was about his place in the Hummingbird Crew or keeping Yuna’s attention in the past. But this? This was different. (name) wasn’t just someone Dom liked. (name) was his.

Standing in the café, Dom's jaw clenched as he scanned the room. He'd arrived early, deliberately choosing a table where he could see every exit. His sharp eyes tracked each person entering, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the table as if riding the edge of impatience.

When the door opened, Dom’s world shifted.

(Name) stepped inside, and Dom's breath caught in his throat. He was even more beautiful in person—soft, radiant, and completely oblivious to the attention he was drawing from the café patrons.

A dark flicker twisted in Dom’s chest.

Sin stepped inside, and Dom's breath caught in his throat. He was even more beautiful in person—graceful, radiant, and completely oblivious to the attention he was drawing from the café patrons.

A dark flicker twisted in Dom’s chest. They're staring at him.

Dom’s possessiveness flared. He forced himself to relax, reminding himself that soon (name) would be here, sitting across from him, talking only to him.

(Name's) eyes found his, and that serene, heart-stopping smile appeared. "Dom?"

Dom shot up from his seat, nearly knocking over the chair. His voice came out rougher than he intended. "Yeah. That’s me."

(Name's) smile softened as he approached. "It’s really nice to meet you."

Dom's lips curved into a smile, though it held an unsettling edge. "Same here. You look... perfect."

(Name) laughed softly, oblivious to the dangerous intensity behind Dom's words. "Thanks. You're sweet."

Dom pulled out the chair for (name) , a gesture that was more territorial than polite. As they sat down, Dom couldn’t take his eyes off him. Every blink, every slight movement, every word that fell from (name's) lips was etched into Dom’s mind like scripture.

The conversation flowed naturally—(name) talking about his love for nature, travel, and music while Dom offered glimpses of his life as a cyclist and member of the Hummingbird Crew.

But beneath the surface, Dom's thoughts churned darkly.

What if someone else tried to get close to him? What if (name) decided to meet someone else after this? No. That can’t happen. I won’t let it happen.

Dom's fingers drummed against the table as he fought to suppress the storm brewing inside him. His lips curled into a grin, though his eyes gleamed with something far more intense than amusement.

"You know," Dom said, leaning closer, "I'm really glad we met. Feels like I've known you forever."

(Name) tilted his head slightly, curiosity flickering in those jewel-like eyes. "That's sweet, Dom."

Dom's grin widened. "Yeah. And now that I’ve found you, I’m not letting you go."

(Name) laughed softly, taking it as a harmless joke. "You make it sound like I’m a rare treasure or something."

"You are," Dom said, voice low and unwavering. "More than you know."

The words lingered in the air, heavy with meaning that (name) didn’t fully grasp. But Dom knew what he meant—knew what he felt. (name) was his now, whether he realized it or not.

Dom's mind raced with plans. He'd already memorized (name's) social media profiles, tracked the places he frequented, and pieced together bits of information (name) had shared. If anyone tried to take (name) away, they'd regret it.

No one will come between us, Dom thought darkly.

As their meeting continued, (name's) gentle laughter filled the café, oblivious to the storm raging behind Dom's seemingly calm exterior.

By the time they parted ways, Dom watched (name) disappear into the distance, his heart pounding with obsessive devotion.

(Name) had no idea what he had walked into.

And Dom Kang?

He was ready to do anything—everything—to keep (name)by his side forever.

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•MINU YOON

The faint smell of antiseptic hung in the air as Minu Yoon limped through the hospital hallway, the rhythmic tap of his sneakers echoing softly against the pristine white tiles. His leg ached, a persistent reminder of the accident that had left fresh scars across his body. The dull throb in his side barely registered, overshadowed by the frustration swirling inside him.

Everything had been a blur since the crash—Jay’s concerned face, Mia's worried messages, Dom's steadying hand on his shoulder. It was supposed to be just another obstacle, another hit he could shake off with a laugh and grit. But lately, things hadn’t been that simple.

His mind was chaotic, turbulent. He was used to acting on impulse, driven by raw emotion. Fists flying when friends were in danger, reckless decisions made in the heat of the moment—those were second nature. But now, there was a strange, hollow feeling he couldn’t quite shake.

Turning a corner, Minu’s steps faltered as his eyes caught something—or rather, someone—that made his breath hitch.

Near the wide hospital window bathed in soft golden sunlight stood a figure that seemed almost surreal. The young man’s presence was magnetic, drawing every ounce of Minu's attention without effort.

He had short, silky white hair that shimmered under the light like silver threads, framing a delicate face with skin so flawless it seemed almost translucent. Cerulean eyes sparkled like rare jewels, soft yet distant, and a faint beauty mark beneath his left eye only added to his ethereal charm. The sleeveless silk shirt he wore clung gracefully to his frame, accentuating a presence both fragile and elegant.

Minu’s heartbeat quickened, thudding painfully against his ribcage. The ache in his leg was forgotten, replaced by something far more intense and consuming.

What is this? he thought, blinking rapidly as if to dispel a dream.

The stranger’s fingers adjusted a pulse monitor on his wrist, his movements gentle yet precise. His serene expression, untouched by the cold sterility of the hospital, made everything else fade into the background.

(Name)

Minu didn’t know his name yet, but that didn’t matter. All he knew was that this person—this soft looking being—had just become the center of his world.

His body tensed, fists clenching at his sides as an overwhelming surge of possessiveness washed over him. It wasn’t just attraction; it was something darker, deeper, and far more dangerous.

He’s mine. He has to be mine.

The thought struck with terrifying clarity, and instead of recoiling, Minu embraced it.

As if sensing the intensity of his gaze, (name) lifted his head. Their eyes met, and time seemed to stretch infinitely between them. (name's) lips curved into a gentle, polite smile—soft and innocent, completely unaware of the chaos he had just unleashed within Minu.

“Hi,” (name) greeted softly, his voice smooth and melodic. “Are you okay?”

Minu swallowed hard, forcing a grin despite the storm brewing inside him. “Yeah… just a little accident. Nothing serious.” His voice was rougher than usual, tinged with an intensity he couldn’t suppress. “What about you?”

(Name) hand instinctively brushed over his chest. “Weak heart,” he admitted with a faint laugh. “But nothing too dangerous.”

Dangerous?

Minu’s jaw clenched. The mere thought of anything threatening this fragile, perfect being was intolerable. Unacceptable.

“You should be more careful,” Minu said, his tone darker than intended.

(Name) blinked, a hint of surprise flickering in his eyes, but his gentle demeanor remained intact. “Thanks. I’ll try.”

As (name) turned to follow a nurse down the hallway, Minu’s body moved on instinct. He took a step forward, heart racing, every fiber of his being screaming to follow. To protect. To claim.

But he stopped himself, fists tightening until his knuckles turned white.

He watched (name's) retreating form with dilated pupils, his breathing uneven. The logical part of his mind told him it was absurd—he didn’t even know this person. They were strangers. And yet, the overwhelming desire to possess and protect (name) consumed him entirely.

Mia didn’t even cross his mind anymore. Her image blurred into irrelevance, a faint shadow eclipsed by the radiant presence of (name).

He’s too fragile for this world. I have to protect him. No one else will. Not even himself.

A dark smile curled at the edge of Minu's lips, the twisted seed of obsession taking root deep within him.

(Name) may not know it yet, but from this moment on, he belonged to Minu Yoon.

And Minu wasn’t the type to let go of what was his.

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[🥀]NOTES: I PLAN ON MAKING ALL OF THEM YANDERE TYPES, A DARKER VERSION. BECAUSE WE ALL LIKE THAT. SAY, YES TO MURDER AND NO TO CHEATERS.

[🍁]WP:LiraelMoonstone

NEXT??

[carnalcrows]

SUB DAE-HO HEADCANNONS

pairing: daeho x top male reader

He’s like the sweetest thing in bed– always asking for your permission before doing anything.

He likes being held close– whether it be in a mating press or a nelson; whichever angle makes him face you.

PRAISE KINK PRAISE KINK !!! This man is an obvious sucker for any sort of praise– it gives him a sense of accomplishment, especially since he didn’t get a lot as a kid.

This doesn’t happen often, but he likes it when you tie his hands together at the back and proceed to fuck him raw. The sense of absolute powerlessness does things to this man’s brain that I can’t even explain.

He definitely has a sir kink. Especially after saying it so much when he was a part of the Marines, it seems only natural for it to translate into his life under the sheets.

This man loves getting his hair pulled. When you're fucking into him from behind and you pull his hair to make him turn and face you? Folded.

He seems cocky on the outside though– out in the streets acting like he’s the one leading the relationship– while he’s whimpering and moaning like a bitch in heat as you pound into him relentlessly.

He loves sucking your cock– to a point where it’s probably become and oral fixation. You don’t even have to be hard, he’ll just come up to you, kneel down and pull your soft dick out of your pants before simply putting it in his mouth. It’s become a habit.

 This is one of the very rare occasions, but he loves it when you basically use him as a flesh-light. Had a bad day at work? He’s on all fours on your shared bed– lubed ass up, all ready for you.

This man would NOT even hesitate to be a housewife if you wanted him to be. Anything for his beloved husband boyfriend.

Loves it when you act like you're going to get him pregnant. He knows it's impossible for two men to have a baby biologically– but who said you couldn’t try? (his words, not yours)

Be sure to give this man the SWEETEST aftercare afterwards. If you simply leave him on the bed and go off to do something else, he will burst into tears.

© carnalcrows on tumblr. Please do not steal my works as I spend time, and I take genuine effort to do them.

[boba-beom]

⋆⋆⋆ BOY FOR THE WEEKEND ⋆⋆⋆ | KANG TAEHYUN NSFW

PAIRING. secret fwb!taehyun x fem!reader

GENRE. smut

WC. 2.2k

SYNOPSIS. you're friends with an incredibly hot guy and ever since you started hooking up with taehyun for fun—and hanging out with his friends—you've managed to develop a little crush on one or maybe two of them. but why is it that you enjoy visibly jealous and touchy taehyun?

A/N. first fic of the year and it's been a while lol but this brainrot is atrocious. I might make this a per member series that could also be stand alones but we’ll see how it goes! homie hopping but make it with txt 🤭 enjoy my sweet cherries <3 warnings under the cut!

WARNINGS. ft. txt members, voyuerism, brat tamer ! taehyun, bratty ! reader, taehyun's also a lil jealous, fingering (fem rec), oral (fem rec.), pull out method (wrap it upp!), light dacryphilia kink, exhibitionist(?) (shared apartment), pet names;(baby, pretty etc.), ass slapping, cumshot, pw little plot

A silly summer fling was all you hoped for—casual sex, no strings attached—and that was how it went until you started hanging out with said fling and with his group of friends.

His hot friends.

It started with you and Taehyun eye-fucking each other from those occasional frat parties you were invited to during peak times in each semesters. Just something about his sex appeal made it feel like he was your best choice to fool around with. And you couldn't be more satisfied with your decision. There were a few times where he'd pour you a drink and you'd have small chats with him and your own friends, but when you were by yourselves it always led to drunk and heated make out sessions in empty bathrooms, or pressed up against the walls in the bare hallways on the way to the bedrooms.

You remember when you both started this 'secret' hook up; hanging out more than usual, and outside of college hours—more or less skipping a few classes when one or the other sent a frisky text.

Every time you and Taehyun hooked up you mentally took notes on how quick he knew about you and your body. Rough fucking with his hands gripping onto your hips until his nails left moon crescent indents in your skin, or the way he'd skim his soft, plush lips along your neck before nipping and sucking at it. He picked it up quicker than guys you previously hooked up with and that's what's made him your longest hookup as of date.

But one of your favourite parts about him? His slender and pretty fingers. Just the sight of them anywhere near, on or in you had you squirming with your thighs squeezed against each other until he uses them to help out your little issue.

Again, all this has only happened behind closed doors. No sign of physical affection in front of his friends or yours, or anyone in general for that matter. This secret only started because you both weren't ready for relationships despite your friends' failed attempts at setting you up with other guys in your university, and if you were both to slowly merge your friendships, you'd try your best to not make it weird.

Yet you're here sitting next to him in his shared house with his friends, one of his hands resting on your lap with his thumb caressing random patterns on your inner thigh. His friends are too distracted playing a four-player game on the console, screaming and yelling at each other for their failing teamwork.

"Fuck it man, you're too old to be on my team!" Beomgyu's voice bellows throughout the living room, "I'd rather have Hueningkai on me team I swear."

"Gyu shut the fuck up right now, be grateful I didn't leave you to go against Kai and Soobin alone. Or would you rather have Taehyun on your team?" Yeonjun seethes through his teeth, and his knuckles turning while from the grip on the controller.

"Never mind." Beomgyu audibly pouts.

One thing you loved about hanging out with Taehyun and his friends was the free entertainment that came along with it. The bickering between Yeonjun and Beomgyu especially had you laughing to yourself, but when the hand on your thigh squeezes a little too hard to be classes as affectionate, you let out a yelp loud enough to have a head or two turning—you had never seen Taehyun move his hand away from you so fast.

Soobin looks away from the screen momentarily, brows briefly raised at the closeness between you and his housemate. "You good?" He had always been the sweetest among the five of them when it came to being overprotective about you.

"Uh, yeah- I'm fine Bin, Taehyun just-"

"I was just gonna take her to my room to rest, she's not feeling too good right now, right?" He feigns a pout followed by a hand rubbing your back, probably a little lower than where Soobin could even see.

"Alright, let us know if we're too loud and we'll try be quieter for you." Soobin flashes you a dimpled smile and resumes beating his opponents asses in their games.

── .✦

"I didn't tell you to stop, did I?" Taehyun pushes your legs wider on the edge of the bed, leaning forward to suck your fingers covered in your sheer slick.

You refrained from rolling your eyes back from the lewd sight of him shirtless, honey skin under the warm light, and kneeling on his bedroom floor, but you would prefer to have his tongue working its magic on your clit.

"You know fucking around with me isn't going to get you fucked by them." He states, voice raspy and low.

"Yeah? Jealous I might enjoy your homeboys' dicks better than yours?" You sneer back at him, teasing him with the way your fingers make their way back to your dripping hole, two fingers slowly sinking in and bringing it back up to rub your clit in slow circular motions.

Taehyun scoffs, grabbing your chin and pulling you closer to him as he kneels higher. "Say that again and I'm never fucking you again. I know you love this dick too much to ditch me like that, isn't that right, sugar?"

A groan bubbles in your throat, you refuse to agree with him knowing it wouldn't be fun that way. What do you do instead? Exaggerate a shrug and faking to think long and hard, but that only pisses Taehyun off further.

He stands up straight, and your eyes trail down his toned abs and lands on his bulge, nice and prominent in his grey sweats. He pushes you so your back hits the bed, and you know you're starting to like this a little more than your previous hookups—given that this is the first time you're about to get fucked with his closest friends just on the other side of his bedroom door.

You shuffle higher up on his bed still holding eye contact with him as the bed dips from his knees shifting weight towards you, and while he hovers over your figure his lips attaches themselves to your neck. Slow kisses descending to your chest was enough to have your breath slightly hitching, loving the way his tongue flicks against your nipples until he drags the wet muscle down your stomach.

"Mmhm, please." You instantly beg, lifting your hips up to his face only for him to shove your hips back against the bed.

"No," his eyes darkened from his pupils dilating, "you get what I give you, now be a good girl and wait."

You prop yourself up on your elbows knowing that he'll give you what you want if you oblige, but pissing him off when he thinks you're about to finally listen to him was too fun. Taehyun spreads your legs nice and wide with the view of his head going straight between your thighs, light bites and sucking around your core, leaving teeth indentations in your plush skin. And finally, the feeling of his long, leisurely strokes of his tongue over your clit had your head reeling.

Soft whimpers fall past your lips, indecisive whether you should've bitten your tongue and held back, but if there was any other way to rile up Taehyun, it was to talk about his friends while his tongue's buried between your legs.

"Shit Tae, I really under estimated you." You bury your fingers in his dark locks, tugging them and only receiving groans from him, but that only led to aggressive vibrations to your core. "I sometimes thought about Yeonjun's thick lips, mmhm, but you're doing a great job too, sweetie."

The movement from his tongue stops, and he lifts his head to look at you dead in the eye; strong, thick brows scrunching in pure disbelief. It worked. "Is that so?" He says unamused, aligning a single digit against your entrance. Not giving you the chance to gradually get used to the minimal stretch, he shoves another finger, slightly curling it up the same way your toes were subtly curling.

"Oh fuck." You gasp, bringing a hand up to squeeze your tits, rolling your nipples between your fingers. You knew Taehyun loved it when you did that, but he was to smug to give in so quickly.

"And you really thought you were able to leave me? Admit it, baby, I'm too good." He leans over you again, one hand holding himself above you and the other still fucking inside your cunt. The smell of his cologne literally sticks to his skin, he doesn't even need to wear clothes and he's just so perfect that way. "Sweet, sweet angel," his voice is hoarse in your ear, "you look so pretty getting fucked by my fingers, but I'm sure you'd look heavenly with my dick stretching you out again, yeah?"

You want to refuse just to play around with him a little more, but you want him bad. You give up and nod your head, looking ridiculously desperate to be fucked dumb and that's exactly what you'll receive. Taehyun takes his fingers out of you, separating them and watching your slick form a string until it cuts off and he shoves them into your mouth, tongue swirling at the sweet taste of your own cream.

He pulls his dick out of his precum-stained joggers, of course he didn't wear boxers when he knew you'd be over, but who were you to complain? Aligning his coke-can girth cock at your entrance was always something you'd look forward to, and once you feel the stretch and he feels the grip, you both simultaneously let out guttural moans. His hands gripping onto your hips, pulling you up his girth as he kneels back, plowing into you harder than you've experienced with him before, and you loved it.

The pace picks up, head empty, heavy cock jack hammering into you like there's no tomorrow, and his sweat's already gathering in his hair that had covered his forehead. Sometimes you didn't know if Taehyun's aware about his strength, but every hit of his tip against your cervix brought tears to your eyes, and the delicious sound of his grunts was enough to have you clenching around him. But instead of stopping, he fucked you through it.

"Go on," his voice shakes, sweat dripping on your collarbone, "let them hear you scream on my dick, I'm sure they have their ears pressed up against the door with their dicks hard. You'd love that, wouldn't you?"

"F-fuck baby, yes, yes, I would!" You moan louder than you intended, no fear whether the boys on the other side of his bedroom door would've heard you or not.

But Taehyun's devious smirk only has your brows scrunching in confusion, your chest heaves as he flips you onto your stomach and inserts himself back inside you, but his hips don't move.

"Fuck yourself on it." His growl accompanies a slap on your left ass cheek, "or do you want me to call Yeonjun and Beomgyu in here to watch me fuck this cunt until you're creaming all over me?"

"Tae-" You whine, slowly rocking yourself back and forth. The change of position felt too good, the curve of his cock hitting the jackpot.

"'Tae' what?" He mocks you, slapping your ass again but gripping onto it, hard enough to leave indents of his fingernails.

"So good, so sooo good, shit-" You gasp, almost borderline sob when you reach down to play with your clit.

Taehyun scoffs, amused. "You're so fucking shameless, crying on my dick and still thinking about flirting with my friends." He leans over, his chest against your back, and his hand reaches around to replace yours. As soon as he heard your sharp, staccato inhales he latches his lips onto the back of your neck, trailing along your shoulder blades and whispering against your back to talk your through your high. You collapse your chest against the bed, arching your back while his hips continues the movement.

"Cum for me, big boy." You sigh.

The sound of your whining sent shivers down his spine, head thrown back and eyes scrunched shut, hips stuttering and about to still. "Almost there, pretty."

He pulls out, vigorously stroking his length, grunting and moaning once warm spurts of white ribbons decorated your back and the plump of your ass. Once the last drop landed on you, you giggle, rocking back to find his tip with your entrance and fill yourself up with his thickness again. Obsessed wasn't even the right word to describe sex with Taehyun. It was a necessity. Not a want, but a need.

Taehyun hisses behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his sweaty forehead against your back before deciding on whether he's about to go for another round, but his still erect dick already determined there will be. "Good girl. Let me stay here a little while, gotta make sure this pussy's nothing but the perfect mold for my dick."

You caress his forearms hugging you, humming while he catches his breath, but you see your phone screen light up on the side of the bed. Turns out the boys had stopped playing a while ago and only two of them were left in the living room. Yeonjun and Beomgyu.

Yeonjun, 8 mins ago I knew you guys were fucking, ur so loud tf

u guys aren't exclusive tho right?? 😏

Beomgyu, 9 mins ago are u feeling better now?

bc, shit y/n 🫠 me next???

"Hm? Did someone text you?" Taehyun groans, but he starts kisses up and down your spine.

"Hm?" You feign to be oblivious. "Nah, no one, babe. You good for one more?"

You were amused for sure. These two have always thought with their dicks as long as you've known them. And who were you to refuse? Maybe Taehyun isn't gonna be your only source of relief.

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kang noeul x fem reader

!! cw/tw !! 18+ smut, d! dom noeul, s! sub reader, strap on usage (r! receiving), ass slapping, degrading, breeding kink?, noeul refers to get strap as her dick, noeul takes photos and videos of you during sex, catching noeul masturbating to your videos, you ask noel to call u mommy, noeul suggests uploading the vids to of.

overview: your north korean girlfriend, kang noeul has always been rough with you in bed, the two of you were quite the opposite of vanilla. noeul enjoyed seeing you at her mercy so much so, that one day she suggests recording having sex with you. thinking it’s just another one of noeuls kinks, you soon find out the real reasoning behind the videos.

!! an !! finalllyy, i wrote a noeul ff!! i’ve been addicted to reading all the dom noeul fics on tumblr lately so i thought i’d make one myself ^_^ enjoy sluts.

tears rolled down your soft cheeks as noeuls cock pounded in and out of your bent over pussy repeatedly. “this feels so good, don’t stop.” you manage to moan out, in the midst of being completely destroyed by noeul.

all of a sudden, noeuls motions abruptly stop and you whine desperately on edge “what the fuck, baby why’d you stop?” noeul pulls her strap out of your tight pussy, that was on the verge of cumming. “flip over.” noeul demands under her breath, her voice low and husky, full of lust.

you follow noeuls orders immediately, laying down on the bed, turning your body to face hers. “now what?” you ask confusedly, wondering why your girlfriend stopped mid fuck. “i have an idea.” noeul exclaims, a devilish smirk forming on her lips. you were used to noeuls wild suggestions during sex, at this point nothing was too crazy for you.

“and what idea is that?” you whisper, raising an eyebrow, pulling noeul in closer her face only inches away from yours. “let’s make a movie.” noeul whispers in your ear. you are slightly taken aback by her suggestion, but it wasn’t completely out of the ordinary.

noeul would send nudes often, and so would you, but she’s never asked to record during sex. “why do you wanna record, baby?” you question noeuls motives.

“its really none of your damn business. but if you must know, i want a video of me absolutely fucking the shit out of you, for memories.” noeul exclaims sarcastically, acting like you were invading her privacy by asking why.

“memories, suree.” you say, pulling her into a deep, and passionate kiss. which noeul shortly breaks away from to set up her phone on a tripod. “wow you were prepared for this moment.” you say sarcastically. noeul shakes her head at your remark and finishes setting her phone up on the tripod. she steps behind the camera and asks you “ready to make an award winning film” jokingly. you nod your head and she presses the record button.

waisting no time, noeul jumps back on the bed, hungrily making out with you like you were her last meal. her strap hit your stomach as her body grinded against yours, desperately. noeuls hands explored every line and curve of your body as she began sucking on your neck.

soft moans and curses escaped your lips as the feeling of noeuls soft lips wrapped around and bit at your skin. her kisses trailed down your body, she started making her mark on your breasts. slowly filling her mouth with them, you squirm at the feeling of noeuls tounge swirling on your nipples. “fuck noeul.” you hiss.

as noeul sucked on your breasts, her rough slender fingers make their way down to your sopping cunt. she couldn’t help herself but tease you. her fingers traced up and down your folds, leaving you a needy mess. “n-noeul, pretty please.” you beg. noeul slaps your ass sharply at your lack of words. she didn’t like when you didn’t specify exactly what you needed in the moment.

“pretty please what? your gonna have to be more specific slut.” noeul exclaims. she gets up momentarily to grab the camera off of the tripod to get a closer look at your dripping pussy.

“please fuck me noeul.” you say, your voice shaky and desperate. “so pathetic, already out of breath, and look how wet you are.” noeul exclaims as she points the camera directly at your pussy, slapping it. you flinch at noeuls abrupt actions.

with one hand she holds the camera, and with the other she positions her strap at your entrance. you moan as noeul abruptly stuffs her cock into your pussy. “you don’t get time to adjust to my dick, since your hole is already so fucking stretched out.” noeul says.

you moan as noeul starts thrusting her cock in and out of your wet cunt. her motions start off steady, since she’s holding the camera to record, there’s only so much she can do at this point.

you moan loudly at the feeling of noeuls cock deep inside you, hitting all the right spots. noeul is clearly enjoying your loudness. she speeds up her thrusts the louder you get. she holds your hips with her free hand to keep you steady.

“look at my baby, keep making those pretty faces for the camera.” noeul exclaims devilishly as she pounds into your cervix. you arch your back at noeuls words, feeling like a total slut in this moment.

you put on a show for the camera, and you didn’t care, it just turned you on even more. noeul panned the camera to your tits bouncing up and down as she continued beating up your pussy like she hated you. “you know i wish i could breed you, and make you completely mine.” noeul exclaims. you nod, biting your lip at noeuls remark.

it feels like your in heaven, heat in your body grows as noeuls pace gets deeper and messier. she slows down and speeds back up, which is driving you absolutely crazy. she slaps your ass when you zone out, making you alert again. you bite your lip, and stare into the camera. your eyes pan over to noeuls face, her eyes staring into the camera, black with lust. god, this woman was going to be the death of you.

“your such a natural at this doll, your a born pornstar.” noeul mutters as you scream out her name, fingers intertwining with the sheets. barely able to control yourself anymore. your legs start shaking profusely and you say “n-noeul i’m getting close.”

“god already, why don’t we make this a double feature then?” noeul says into the camera. she continues to drill her cock into your pussy, her free hand now pinching your clit.

she zooms in on the sight of your puffy, wet cunt, absolutely destroyed by her cock. you scream loudly at her touch, tears rolling down your face. noeul hums at the sight of you so weak. she zooms back out to get a full view of you.

you feel yourself loosing all control over your body in this moment. your back arches, tears continuously rolling down your checks, and you feel the heat in your stomach snap. you release all over noeuls cock. she zooms into the sight your face as you cum. and she keeps pounding in and out of you, helping your orgasm last longer than ever.

she eventually pulls out, your juices dripping down her plastic cock. she demands you suck it, and you comply. your mouth fills with her cock, noeul grabs your messy hair in one hand, and zooms into you sucking her dick with the other.

noeul grins with pride as you choke on her dick, she pushes your head down further and further the more you gag. she pulls your hair slightly, signaling you to get up. your mouth releases from her cock, and you stare into the camera, licking your big pouty lips, covered in your own cum.

noeul flips the camera to face both of you and says jokingly “hopefully we go viral!!” then presses her finger against the stop button.

noeul acted so tough and emotionless during sex, but the second it was over she really did care for you. she asked if you were alright, and tucked you into bed, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

a few days pass by since you and noeuls little film making session. the idea of the video turned you on every time you would think about it. but it also scared you in the slightest bit?

you thought about all the possibilities, of breaking up with noeul. then where would the video go? would she keep it, or even worse upload it online? but for the most part you just forgot about the video in general, until today.

you were coming home from work early, which was a very rare occasion for you, considering your boss was very strict. noeul assumed you would be gone for a while, she didn’t think you’d be home this early.

your hands shuffle through your purse, looking for your apartment key. you finally find the key and unlock the door gently, assuming noeul would be sleeping or relaxing at this time of day. but oh, you were so wrong.

you were greeted home by the sounds of your girlfriends loud moans filling the whole apartment. you didn’t even know she could moan that loud, noeul was so stubborn that she never let herself be fully submissive around you.

a wave of shock and realization rush through your body, hearing noeuls lewd sounds. you remembered the video from a few days ago, and instantly realize noeuls reasoning for recording. she recorded you so she could secretly masturbate to it while you weren’t home. no wonder she was so fucking blunt and dismissive when you asked why she wanted to record.

you didn’t know what to do in this moment, but walk in the bedroom and catch noeul in the act. the idea of that turned you on so bad, so you went ahead and busted into the bedroom. you stand at the bedroom entrance, wide eyed at the sight of your girlfriend completely naked spread out on the bed, her fingers stuffed up her pussy, and the sex tape playing on the flat screen tv.

the second you barged in the room, noeul quickly grabbed the nearby covers to hide her completely bare, sweaty body. her messy black hair stuck to her forehead, it looked like she had been going at it for a while. “y/n!! it’s not what it looks like..” noeul mutters under her breath with a slight guilt in her voice.

“it’s okay baby, you don’t have to be ashamed of what you were doing.” you say assuring her it’s not that big of a deal. noeul looks at you with a mix of guilt and desire displayed on her face. “i, i just get so needy when your gone. i miss you, every part of you.” she utters seriously, like she’s confessing to a crime or something.

you take your heels off, and sit down on the bed beside noeul, placing your hand on her thigh under the covers, gently rubbing circles. “you missed mommy, huh?” you say mindlessly, passion taking over. noeul had never called you that, nor did she plan to.

noeul raised her eyebrow at the sudden use of the pet name, taken aback. she hesitantly nods while bitting her lip. she then hovers her body on top of yours to take back her dominance after this weak moment of being caught in the act.

“let’s see who you call mommy now.” she says, hovering her naked body over yours, leaving you practically trapped. she tugs on the collar of your work shirt and starts to slowly unbutton it, leaving you in just your bra, mini skirt, and tights.

“how about we make another movie, and this time we’ll upload it to only fans for everyone to see.” noeul says as she sucks on your neck, you moan at the sensation of her lips wrapped around your sensitive skin. “even that boss of yours who sent you home early, that motherfucker.” noeul mutters lustfully under her shaky breath.

“i’m gonna fuck you so dumb, this won’t ever happen again.” noeul says, a evil grin forming on her lips as she grabs the strap from the nightstand. you knew catching noeul in the act was a huge mistake when you couldn’t walk the next day . . . .

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Where do they keep your picture

Under his phone case. He has a polaroid of the two of you from the amusement park. You're holding an ugly stuffed toy that he pulled out of a claw machine, and you look so gleeful, like he got you a star from the sky.

Vinny Hong, Jai Jo, Joker, Wooin, Harry Shepherd

Classic. In his wallet. Every time he takes out his wallet to pay, he sees your smiling face in the photo from your anniversary. And every time his day gets a little better and less stressful.

Sangho Choi, June, Minu, Juwon Ryu, Monster

His lockscreen. When he has a free minute, he reaches for his phone and just looks at the photo of you feeding a street cat. His friends always tease him that he's sitting with a stupid smile, staring at the phone.

Dom Kang, Owen Knight, Ryohei, Hyeok Gwon, Juhwan Jang

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[justaaveragereader]

Slashtober🔪|| Jennifer’s Body!Yeosang

Pairing: Yeosang x Reader

Word Count: 6.7k

Warnings: DARK THEME, Dub Con, CNC Manipulative Yeosang, Mean Yeosang, Mentions of Death, Yeosang Is A Killer😬, Choking, Reader Is Put Into A Headlock🤪, Spitting, Name Calling, Humiliation, Dollification, Raw Sex, Degradation, Rough Sex, Oral, This Is Slashtober..You Know What You’re Getting Yourself Into🤪If I Missed Something..Lemme Know👀👀..

A/N: Yall it’s finally time for Slashtober AHHHHH! Im just going to apologize ahead of time for the person I was when I wrote all the fics for Slashtober this year😔, they are all 5.5k+, believe it or not I cut a lot out of this fic otherwise it was going to be a 9.8k+ fic, with that being said let’s have an amazing Slashtober this year👏🏼🖤! Onto slasher Yeosang!

Slashtober 24’ Masterlist

NSFW UNDER CUT MDNI!!!🔞

“Yeosang come on.” You groan out, pulling his wrist. His shyness always killed you, the man was sculpted by the Greek Gods themselves yet Yeosang hid inside his shell constantly.

“This is our first day of college.” You groan, attempting to pull him further on campus. Trying to move him was next to impossible, convinced his feet here one with the concrete.

“What if someone talks to me?” He says nervously, while looking around the campus. Multiple people pass by him chattering amongst each other. Well immersed in college life. This was the lifestyle for you, not for him.

Over the past couple of months it was hard to convince Yeosang to go out, he had originally planned to take a year off after highschool, not even wanting to bother with any type of academics anymore. His parents had burnt him out, the social setting fried him up, and your constant nagging on attending the same school is what grounded him. Highschool had been quite a ride for you both, you both had always stuck to each other. Being the outsiders amongst all odds, none of that mattered as long as he had you, and vice versa. You were born practically attached at the hip, and nothing would change the connection you both had.

Letting out a loud sigh he begins to move his feet, dreading the life he signed up for all because you didn’t want to “be alone” in this chapter of your life. As his feet begin to move your eyes light up. Gripping his wrist you swiftly move towards the buildings dodging all the moving bodies, while you continue to yap his ear off about what classes you both got, Yeosang soaks in his surroundings, a shiver runs down his spine, just as his body breaks out in goosebumps a shoulder bumps Yeosang sending him slightly tumbling back into another body, your hand that was holding him was knocked away.

Your eyes immediately try to find the culprit of the contact you whiz your body around. Vocals warming up to cuss out whoever knocked into you both.

“Way to go San.” A small man says with annoyance underlying his tone, his hands placed on Yeosangs shoulders to help steady his balance.

“You alright man?” San says quickly panicking, hands flying in multiple directions, glancing over Yeosang to make sure he has no injuries. Wooyoung rolls his eyes, gripping Yeosangs shoulders tighter, pulling him closer to his body. His warm breath tickling Yeosangs ear.

“I think he’s fine, after all I did catch him.” Wooyoung says with a hint of teasing underlying his tone. Lightly shoving Wooyoung back, San steps in front of you, broad back facing you while he scans over Yeosang, lightly grasping him like he’s made of the most precious glass. His warm hands brushing his hair out of his face, exposing the birthmark by his eye. Sans jaw drops slightly, his eyes grow in size.

“How cool!” He says bringing his face closer to Yeosangs birthmark, wanting to inspect it further. San never knew the meaning of personal space. You slightly shove San to the best of your abilities away from your best friend, barely moving, he looks in your direction. Being shell shocked at the fact you put your hands on him.

“Who the hell do you think you are?! Get your hands away from him! You don’t go around touching people you don’t know. On top of that how rude of you bump into us. You got eyes, do they work though?!” You shout, as you shove off Wooyoungs hands from Yeosangs shoulders.

“And you!” You shout even louder, pointing a finger in Woos face, as you grip Yeosangs wrist snatching him out of his grasp.

“Who in the entire fuck are you?! You caught him my ass, your big boulder shoulder friend here knocked him into you. You didn’t catch him.” You shout in his face, his hands still in the air where Yeosangs shoulders were just seconds ago. You smack his hands down to his sides.

All San could do was watch with admiration in his eyes, never had he seen someone as fiery as Hongjoong in quite a while. His eyes followed your every moment, all the yelling you were doing was being drowned out, the twinkle in his eyes lighting with every finger you pointed in Wooyoungs direction. You poking his chest brought him back to reality.

“And you, all in my bestfriends personal space! What you got rocks for brains up there?!” Cracking a smile he grips your finger in his hand, warm palms engulfing it. He shakes your finger poking his chest. A radiant smile breaks out on his face, warming your hearts lightly. Face still stone cold you look at him with daggers in your eyes..

“Hello I’m San.” He says full of glee. Like you hadn’t been cursing him and his flirtatious friend out for the past five minutes. Snatching your hand back, you wipe your palms on your pants. Side eyeing his friend who was clearly looking at Yeosang like he was a hunger deprived animal. You step back, guarding Yeosangs frame. San beams his smile, stepping to the side, he waves his hand once more.

“Hi! I’m San! Nice to meet you!” He speaks to Yeosang, Yeosang gives him a tight lip smile, raising his hand quickly, barely waving before dropping it.

“And this here..” San says pulling Wooyoung in a bone crushing side hug.

“Is Wooyoung!” He says while patting Woos shoulders knocking him slightly forward.

“Jung Wooyoung at your service.” He says winking at Yeosang reaching his hand out, attempting to shake Yeosangs hand. Slapping his hand away, you push Yeo back slightly, not wanting him to get any closer to Yeosang.

“Listen here San, take you and your flirty feral friend over here out of my sight.” You grit out.

“Heading into the main building?” San questions with hearts in his eyes, your snappy tone fell on his deaf ears. All he heard was you say his name and his heart practically imploded on itself

“If so, that's where we are heading! We could walk as a group!” San crushes your side while Woo crushes Yeosangs side. Forming one line, San grabs your wrist pulling you and Yeo towards the main entrance. As you all fall into an assembly line of movement, Wooyoung blows lightly on Yeosangs ear, startling him, grabbing Yeosangs sweaty hand, he leans into his ear once more.

“You’re pretty and skittish, I like that in a person.” He whispers, blowing on his ear once more. A small squeak leading into a laugh fills Yeosangs ear. Your hand grips Yeosangs wrist tighter, pulling him closer to your body. As San continues to lead you all into the main entrance never does he stop talking, with each step joy fills his tone. A warmth spreads through your body at his actions, still on the fence you let him lead, hesitantly following him through the doors. Only if you had known then that the friendship that would bloom between you all would end up to their demise.

-

“How are you feeling?” You ask Yeosang, your palm covers his forehead, face sunken in, sweat covering his whole body. He shivers with each breath he takes. Letting out a wet cough he looks up at you, lips cracked, dehydration and lack of sleep warps him into a quivering mess.

“I think I’m going to die.” Yeosang whispers out, deep voice cracking in pain. Letting out a small groan he tries to cave in further on himself, pushing himself further in the fetal position.

“Should we take him to go see someone?” You ask distressed, your eyes shoot all over Yeosang. You had never seen him this sick before. Your stomach doubles over in worry, uneasiness filling your veins as you stand up grabbing his jacket and shoes. San grabs your arm, stopping your frantic actions.

“He will be fine, he probably has the flu.” San says, a small smile creeping on his face. His effort to reassure you falls short. As you both had grown closer the underlying jealousy Yeo and San felt for each other was hard not to notice. The tension between the two could suffocate anyone within a 50 mile radius.

“The flu? Look at him San, I’ve never seen him this bad before.” You reply, clearly on edge. Hushing you San brings you into a small hug.

“If he’s like this tomorrow, I say we take him to the doctor, as for right now I think we should at least give it 24 hours, his sickness came out of nowhere.”

Cracking a dry lipped smile, letting out a small whistle which breaks into a coughing fit.

“It’s almost like that’s how sickness works San.”

Rolling his eyes, San gets ready to rebuttal back to Yeo but is stopped by you placing your hand on his chest.

“I’ll call Wooyoung, and he can come babysit you.” San says, tone laced with sarcasm. Before Yeosang can respond his stomach lets out a loud growl, doubling over in pain, biting his lip he lets out a small groan. Before you can shoot to his side, San grabs your wrist holding you back. His lips graze your ear..

“He will be fine…Woo will be here shortly so he can take care of him.” Biting your lip you look over Yeo once more, grabbing him some more pain meds, placing them down beside his water. You brush your hands through his damp hair.

“Will you be alright..?” You whisper kindly to him.

“Of course. These could be growing pains.” He says with a chuckle, letting out a small laugh, brushing your hands through his hair once more you place a kiss on his forehead. Sans nostrils flare, one thing no one would ever break is your and Yeosangs bond. Two flames in the night, even though one always burned brighter than the other. You place your hand on his forehead once more, gathering your things along with San, you make way to head out before looking over your shoulder once more, against your better judgment you leave, letting the aching sound of the door close behind you. San nudges your shoulder lightly with his own, breaking you out of your thoughts.

“Hey…” he says in a small voice, giving your hand a squeeze.

“He will be okay, Woo will be over shortly.” Biting your lip, you try your best to gather a smile to send him, nerves of sickly Yeosang still cloud your mind. Nodding you both make your way to the library, Yeosang will be fine right..? Right. If only you had known that Yeo wasn’t the one in danger.

~

“Hey Yeo! I’m here!” Wooyoung gleefully announces. Taking his shoes off at the entryway of the room. Holding his backpack strap with a big smile on his face.

“San told me you weren’t feeling well. Don't worry, I made some soup. Guaranteed to heal you!” Looking up from the floor with the bowl in his hand. He looks around, the lights are off, the tv casts a shadow on the wall, such little light barely illuminating the small dark room. Taking a step forward he calls out for Yeosang again, with no response. Taking his phone out, he rereads Sans text messages, making sure that Yeosang was left at his dorm. Just as he’s beginning to message San, he feels a heavy presence in the room. It's like boulders have fallen on his chest, his knees slightly buckle. Dropping the bowl of soup, the liquid pours all over the floor, dampening the area around Woo, falling completely to the floor, gasping for air. His eyes fill with tears, struggling to breath, he attempts to crawl back out the door. Through blurry vision he sees an object blocking the door. Reaching his hands up he grasps Yeosangs pants, twisting them tightly, with pleading eyes he looks up, face turning a purple and blue hue.

“Look at you…” Yeosang coos through a sultry tone. Bending down so he’s eye to eye level with Woo, he traces the features of his face softly before grabbing a fistful of his hair. Fear pulsing through Wooyoungs veins, his choked sobs ring out though the room, the tv buzz adding onto the leery tension.

“Pretty and helpless.” Yeosang groans out, bringing his soft lips to Wooyoungs ear.

“I like that in a person.” He grits, a choked sob leaves Woos throat once more, his drowned out scream was all that was heard behind the dorm room labeled 1117 before silence took over.

~

“Have you heard from Woo?” You say into the phone stuffing your bag full of papers, running around like a chicken with your head cut off. Cramming as much as you can into your bag. With finals right around the corner, Yeosangs sickly experience, and Sans clinginess. Your plate was overloading with stress.

“Nope, not at all. He never even came the night you said he would.” He says with a frown on his face, you let out a small defeated sign. Rubbing your temples. Yeosang lets out a small gasp startling you.

“What's wrong?!” You practically yell through the phone, heart dropping to your stomach.”

“I’m a literal God!” Yeosang says in the most nonchalant tone you’ve ever heard. You let out a small hum, clearly annoyed at Yeosangs sudden change in behavior. Wooyoung was possibly missing, no one had heard from him in a couple of days. Yet here was Yeosang parading around like he was hot shit. A full one eighty from his normal demeanor.

“Yeo can we not do this right now?” You say with the phone held up by your shoulder, stuffing what felt like endless amounts of notes into your backpack.

“No I don’t think you understand, I am literally a God, you should see it.” He says through a breathless voice, almost in a moan.

“Yeo I’m a bit busy right now, where the fuck did I put those papers!” You slightly shout.

“Plans?”

“Yes, I have a study date with San..” you trail off at the end of your sentence, checking your bag once over again making sure you had everything you needed.

“Date? You have a date with San.”

“Are you asking me..or telling me..?” You say while your fingers pinch the area above your eyebrows. With a billion things on your plate, Yeosangs new attitude was adding onto it.

“Well I guess have a good time…” trailing off, the awkwardness in the conversation was so thick it felt almost taboo, forbidden.

“Umm..okay. I still have to go.” You huff out, trying not to let the annoyance seep through your words. Cutting the phone conversation short, you hang up. It just seemed like everything changed with Yeosang. He was this quiet, overly shy boy you had grown up with, attached at the hip with, and now? It feels like you barely know who he is.

Opening the lighter he had taken from Hongjoong pockets the night he caught him in the art room alone, flicking it open the flame ignited. The blue base of the flame catches his eye. Sticking his tongue out he lets the heat engulf the tip of his tongue, no ounce of pain in sight. Letting out a small squeal of excitement he closes the top to the lighter. The new found power goes immediately to his head. Deciding to go pay San a visit before you two could have your meetup.

~

You look down at your phone, San thumbs up your message when you let him know you are close to being at the pool house. On Tuesdays he had swim meet, deciding to stay behind to get some extra practice. You both decided to meet up and head to the library from there together.

“Hey San..I’m here!” You announce stepping into the pool area, clutching your bag strap with extra pep in your step as you walk closer before coming to a complete stop. The pool was a crimson color, the smell of chlorine, and iron filled your nose. Your body does a noticeable shiver, before you can step forward a gnawing feeling in your stomach stops you.

“San!” You call out, refusing to move from your spot. Your feet move before your body can comprehend what’s going on. Your back brushes the knob of the door, fully turning around to book it out of there. You frantically pull out your phone, dialing San when you hear his phone go off in the room you are in. Deciding to leave you hear a soft splash. Your hand frozen on the knob of the door, your brain is fighting your heart. Your brain is telling you to leave, be logical, that your fight or flight isn’t kicking in for nothing, while your heart tells you to turn around that it could be your San swimming in the pool playing a joke on you.

“Go on…turn around.” A timber voice whispers in your ear. Your body freezes in place, your eyes fill with tears. Your mascara smudging slightly, you turn your head to the side, watching as Sans phone floats at the top of the water, the small waves carrying the phone around the top. You feel a cold breath on your neck. Pushing the door you book it out of the building, your feet fuel your body, taking you the one place you always feel safe. Yeosangs dorm.

~

Your hands fly to your keys grabbing the spare key he had given you, with trembling hands, and eyes filled with tears you go to unlock his door, just as the door flies open you fall forward into his chest. Clutching the material of his damp shirt, you let out a choked sob. His cool hands come to hold the back of your shirt, removing the bag off of your arm, letting it smack the floor with a loud thud.

“Yeo-Yeo…San he wasn’t in the swimming pool bu-but..” you are cut off by Yeosang shushing you, grabbing you tighter. Your head on his chest, usually it was so warm but his chest is freezing cold, the damp material aiding in the temperate. You listen closely, as his heartbeat sounded like an angel playing the harp, it always has such a steady rhythm to it, like it was tuned by God himself but you heard nothing. It was almost like he was hollowed out. The same goosebumps you felt in the pool area, the uneasiness is the same feeling you have now. Your stomach is in a knot, biting your lip you don’t dare to look up at the man before you. Wanting to put space between both of you, you push him back slightly, eyes glued to the ground. The wet spot around Yeosangs feet make you wanna hurl.

“You're not my Yeosang are you?” You whisper quietly, the security you once had felt with him was slowly dying. Letting out a loud laugh he pulls a lighter from his pocket, pulling a cigarette from thin air, he lights it huffing in the smoke. Letting the smoke invade his lungs, letting out the smoke, blowing it from his nostrils. Pink moist tongue flickering over his bottom lip, a smile graced his face. The devil truly dressed as an angel.

“Now what gave you that idea?” He says matter of factly. Taking the lit cigarette and putting it out on his tongue. An even deeper smile gracing his face, a smile that could fool any man or woman. Your eyes grow large at the sight in front of you. Your hands come up to slap the cigarette out of his hand, the burn mark on his tongue glowing with redness.

“What is wrong with you?!” You shout.

His eyes that once shone with such light, dimmed to a dark room. This was not your Yeosang, nor who you knew at all.

“You know..” he says, taking small, slow steps towards you. Caging you in like you were a helpless animal who got caught in a weevable web. His slow but precise movements reminded you of a predator. Cold fingers coming out to dance along your jaw.

“I can count on my hands how many times you saying my name has brought me much joy..” he groans out, letting a smile creep on his face.

“I also could probably count on Hongjoongs hands, Wooyoungs hands, and Sans hands as well.”

Your heart falls into your stomach. Hongjoong the art major that had suddenly vanished out of thin air, assuming he had dropped out. As he steps closer you get closer to the door, with a flick of his wrist it locks. The temperature in the room changes drastically, it feels like winter has blown through the room. Skin breaking out in goosebumps, your eyes remain locked on Yeosangs dead eyes.

“What did you do to Woo? What did you to do San?” You semi shout, immediately shushing you he steps closer. His cold body radiating as much coolness as it can.

“Use that pretty head of yours.” He whispers into your ear, sounding like the voice in the swim area. Your eyes refuse to look at him locking on to the bag that belonged to San sitting alone in the corner of Yeosangs dorm, right next to Wooyoungs wallet.

Your eyes begin to swell with tears, shaky hands come up to lightly push Yeosang, barely moving an inch his cold hands come to rest on your waist. Your hands ball into fist pushing him harder than before. With his feet cemented in the ground he barely moves once again. Your tears pour over, streaming down your face a small choked sobbed leaves your throat.

“I hate you…I promise I do.” You say through shedded tears. Your heart breaks with each shove you give him. Knowing this isn’t your Yeosang, that this…this…thing was responsible for the disappearance of Hongjoong, Woo, and San.

“Get away from me.” You sob, trying to shove him harder, his hands steady at your waist while continuing to sob and break down. Your sorrow fills the air, and fueling Yeosangs need for you.

“Hey hey hey…” he whispers, pulling your body close to his, palming your head so you would place it across his chest.

“I’m sorry…” he whispers while kissing the top of your head. Arms wrapping around your body, so easily you fall victim to his siren-like voice. Your head immediately falls against his chest, arms tired of shoving and pushing him.

“You could have anyone you want Yeosang, why them? Why me? How could you do this to me.?” You say above a whisper. Head flat against his cold, beatless chest. His hand comes to brush your lower back, providing you comfort before he cocks his head back, head butting you with ease. Your body knocking out instanously, slumping against the floor. Letting out a small groan of satisfaction, he grabs you from the floor placing you onto his mattress.

Cracking his neck before he walks over to his bathroom to grab some supplies to clean you up. An empty face with each movement, yet on the inside he’s beaming with excitement. He can’t wait to dress you up, after all you are his doll.

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“Yeo-Yeosang you don’t ha-.” Your sentence gets cut off by quickly wrapping a hand around your throat, the pressure making you let out a small gasp. He moved with such precision you didn’t even have time to process what kind of predicament you were exactly in.

“Good dolls don’t talk, they just act and do as they are told. Okay?” He says almost mockingly. All common sense leaves your mind, you are on the equivalent of being brain dead. Nodding your head slowly, your movements are restricted as his hand still sits on your throat. Removing his hand, you notice his veins are bulging, practically ripping from under his smooth skin.

“Look at you..” he coos, taking a step back to admire the work he has done. Your skin flawlessly smooth due to the foundation, eyes wide and doe like. His eyes twinkle with amazement, your dress that poofs at your mid section, cinching off your waist. Your breathing picks up pace, he’s studying your every move, you are trapped in a lion's den during feeding time.

Your eyes are locked into his face, refusing to look elsewhere. Hands nearly folded in your lap, back stiff, and sitting up right, just the way he wants his perfect doll. Placing the makeup brushes down, his empty eyes study you. Every breath you take, he watches as your chest rises and falls. Each time you blink he watches as your long eyelashes brush against your eyelids, the dried mascara not smudging on the skin. Biting his lip he can’t help but contain his smile. Your obedience fed his hunger.

“Look at my beautiful doll…” he answers to himself, eyes void of any light yet they speak more words than his mouth ever could. Coming close he tugs on one of the small bows on the shoulders of the dress, rubbing the soft material between his fingers. The chill that wafts off his body smacks you in the face full force.

Squishing your cheeks together, you look up at him with big eyes. The lovable and caring Yeosang was no more. His eyes twinkled with a dark lust. How could one not get lost in his eyes, the man you once knew was completely gone.

Lowering his head, nose brushing against your pulse. The soft fabric of the dress tickles his nose. He lets out a small groan. His hand that was still currently squishing your cheeks trembles slightly, grip faltering only for a second.

“You smell..” he takes another deep whiff of your scent in..

“So delicious, almost like I could eat you up.” He finishes his sentence off with a low growl. Sharp nails continue to pinch into your skin. Your eyes never leave the side of his face that’s currently being occupied by your neck.

“Wanna know a little secret?” He says, ending with a snicker.

“This pretty dress…” running his hands softly over the fabric that layered with ruffles.

“San actually bought you this dress.” Your heart comes to a screeching halt, tears swelling in your eyes. A small laugh leaves his mouth, face shriveled up in anger you pucker your lips and spit at him, the salvia hitting the side of his face. Your eyes grow big, your hand slowly coming up to cover your mouth in shock, smudging the lipstick as so. Not believing you just spit at him. Letting out a loud, breathy moan. He grabs his hard on that’s straining through his pants.

Wiping the spit off he puts some of it on his thumb sucking the warm liquid.

“Should’ve seen his face he cried out for you, ya know? His last thoughts were of you.” Ending his sentence with a snarl, his hand shooting out to grab your face. The veins are practically popping out of his skin, the red birthmark by his eye is glowing red. Yeosang is seething with the need to put you in your place once more.

“You know I don’t know why you let him come between us..” he whispers, face getting closer to yours. His eyes bore into yours snatching your soul and holding it within the palm of his hands. You were dancing in a circle with the devil. A heat rushes to your core, with every word he speaks it's almost as if you are diving head first into temptation.

“Then in the same breath I can almost say I see why he cried out for you..a sweet thing like you? Oh my…” his hands rested on your knees, the cool sensation of his skin mixing with your warmth made you break out into goosebumps.

“The jealousy he must’ve felt seeing how close we are…I wonder how many times he had your pretty ass bent over for him.” Voice like velvet yet the filthy words that were leaving his mouth were anything but silky.

“Always made me wonder if you liked it rough or soft…or maybe in between?” Bringing his face closer to yours his cool hands begin to hike under your dress. Your eye makeup creases as your eyes grow bigger with size, a heat spreads across your chest clearly embarrassed by how turned on you were by him mocking you and San. That guilty feeling you once had flees your body.

“Did you spit on his cock the way you spit on me?” He whispers against your lips, the cool plushness brushing against your lipstick, making your breath hitch. A small whimper leaves your throat. Refusing to break eye contact with him you continue to stare off into the empty pools of his eyes, doing laps in them.

“I’m not going to lie…I was almost a bit jealous, I can’t imagine having this wet of a cunt wrapped around anyone else’s cock but my own.” Cold fingers dance along the outside of your tights, pushing his fingers into the material he can feel the wetness of your cunt soak through the multiple layers of clothing you're wearing. Rubbing his thumb over your wet lips pussy lips, letting his thumb soak with your slick arousal, pushing further into the fabric letting the material get caught between your lips, his cool thumb brushes your clit, making your eyes slightly flutter.

“If you say pretty please, I might just give your little cunt some attention.” Yeosang coos at you, slapping your clothed cunt over, and over. Working your body up til it was on edge, his eyes never lost sight of you, watching your body twitch and move with each slap, letting his sharp nail cut the fabric of your tights so he had full access to your pussy. He pushes a thumb right against your throbbing clit, your skin heated with each slap making the skin on your cunt slightly swell.

Biting your lip you divert your eyes to the floor, not wanting to look at him as you beg for him to give you what you want. Standing back he rids himself of every piece of clothing, making his way slowly towards your fully dressed body. Pulling your dress down so your breast pops out. Letting out a breathy sigh, lowering himself he nips at the tender skin on your chest. Letting out a small mewl you can’t help but fist the sheets below you. Trying to remain as perfectly still you can’t help but stir in pleasure. His heavy cock brushing your thighs comes to a slow hault. Engulfing his hands with your left breast, he kneads it, letting his finger tips glaze over your perked up nipple. You bite your inner cheek at the sensation, more of your arousal leaves your body. Your white tights sticking heavily to your wet lips. Flipping your dress up he thumbs at your pulsating clit.

The small amount of attention on it has you letting out a breathy moan, legs twitching in need squishing his fingers together and slowly pulling them apart to watch your arousal spread before popping them in his mouth.

“Fuckkk” he sighs out at the taste of you, pushing your body back, flipping your dress up so your covered lower half was to his sight, stretching the hole he had made into your tights a bit bigger. Gripping his cock he slides it between your pussy lips, coating it in your warm juices before sliding in slowly, with each inch he gives you, the air is being knocked out of your lungs. Your cunt stretches to accommodate his size. His strokes start out slow, and deep. Letting you feel each vein that danced along his cock, choking on your saliva, your hands fist the sheets below you. Trying to grip onto reality as swiftly as possible, it’s almost like he has you underneath his own spell.

“Should’ve seen the way he was begging.” He said through a moan, continuing to deep stroke into your cunt. Your juices spread between your thighs as your back arches off of the bed.

“It was so pathetic.” He grits out.

“Now look, his girl is crying on my cock. Am I fucking your good baby?” Biting his lip, he brings his hips back, slamming them into you again. Your nails scratching down his bare chest.

“Sh-shut up.” You say in a breathless moan. With each stroke of his hips you feel the wind being knocked out of you. Your eyes filled with warm tears that are streaming down your face, you feel so dirty, so disgusting like this was all wrong but if sin was so bad, why does it feel so right?

“Or what?” He questions before letting your throat go. Thumb hooked in your mouth, soft lips wrapping around his cold thumb. Your immediate obedience sets him off. Pulling his thumb from your mouth he flips you over. Pulling your hips so your ass is arched in the air. The ruffles from the baby doll dress hike up, leaving the hole in your tights exposing your wet cunt to him. Snaking an arm under your left breast he grips your throat from the underside. Pushing his throbbing cock back into you, immediately hitting your spongy spot with the new position. Letting out a loud gasp your head begins to fall forward, squeezing your neck he pulls out before slamming you back on his cock. A loud cry leaving your throat, eyes immediately rolling back.

“Fuc-fuck! Yeosang please.” You cry out, letting his body weight on top of you, he continues to rag doll you up and down his cock. Your hands fly to his strong hand around your throat. Mouth agape as he continues to slide in between your warm, wet sticky walls.

“Tell me you love this dick.” He groans into your ear, with a big smile right across his lips. His other hand comes down to crack the meat of your ass watching it jiggle with each movement. Letting out a loud sob, you begin to drool on his arm, his thick cool cock contrasting your warm wet walls was so blissful, repeatedly he kept pushing your spot, which each hike up the bed your hands squeezed tighter around his arm. Fully wrapping you in a headlock, he drops even more of his body weight on top of you. Practically laying flat against your back.

“I love it Yeosang!” You cry out, drool running down his cool forearm. The speed in his hips picks up, his wet pelvis slamming against the meat of your ass, hiking your body up the bed with each stroke. The headboard of the bed slamming against the wall leaving indentations on it.

“You love this dick?”

“Yes!”

“Say it.” Locking his arm around your neck tighter, he begins to cut off some of the air flow. Your head begins to buzz with delight, toes curling as you are on the brink of an orgasm.

“I fucking love your dick Yeosang.” You practically scream out.

Putting you in a full head lock, he snatches you off the bed pushing your body against the door. Nipples coming into contact with the cool surface causing them to pebble up. Putting his arm back around your throat placing you in a headlock once more. His weight crushes you against the door, his other hand aids in pumping you up and down his cock. Your nails leave crescent like marks in his skin, small red marks litter random areas all over him.

“Yeaaa you love this dick. I know you do.” He grunts into your ear. Letting his arm loosen up, he wraps a hand around your throat, tilting your head back so he can kiss you. Both of your tongues dance in a heated session. Your drool is getting all over his chin. Teeth clink against each other as the fight for dominance is at an all time high. His hips pick up speed making you drop your jaw and let out a breathy moan into his mouth. Your lipstick smears all over his skin.

“Tell me you love it.” He groans into your mouth, hot breath being exchanged between you both. Your eyes flood with need, with desire, with want.

“I fucking love it Yeosang.” You pant into his mouth, his hand around your throat squeezes a bit tighter. You both lock eyes, the squelching noise from him sliding in and out of your cunt clouds the room. Your toes begin to curl once more.

“You gonna to be a good doll and take it?” His empty eyes continue to set a flame to yours. As your own orgasm is on the brink your toes begin to curl even harder. Your eyes begin to flutter, trying your best to remain focused on his gaze. You let out a small squeak when he grabs your throat tighter, practically lifting you off the ground. Pushing you harder against the door both his hands come up to your breast. Using them as an anchor to hike you up and down kiss throbbing member. Your feet are barely on the ground, your hands cover his own that are kneading your breast with each stroke he gives you.

“Yes, yes, yes!” You chant religiously like a prayer that Yeosang will answer to. Your foundation leaves streaks against the door due to your face being squished against the cool wood. Your eyes begin to roll back, nails cutting into the material on the door, your jaw unhinges and with one final stroke you are soaking his lower belly with your juices. Squirting so hard it nearly pushes his cock out of you, letting out a soaring scream of Yeosangs name, he continues to plow through your juices letting them soak his skin with the slick fluid. His hips slow in speed making sure to hit into you even deeper. His slow strokes are nearing the edge for him. Hands soon firmly grasped around your breast. Coming down from your high you blink the tears out of your eyes, pressing your head against the wood. He slowly lets you slide down the door til your feet hit the ground. Slowly easing his member out of your swollen pussy, he kneels down, hiking your leg up. Head fully under your dress, running his nose over your swollen and red clit. He flicks his tongue collecting the juices that run down your plush thighs. Letting out a small, satisfying groan at your juices dancing on his tongue. You try to push his head away with your hand, snatching your hand and pinning it to the door, he collects some of your juices again. Standing up, he tilts your head back spitting the liquid on your mouth, while you let the flavor of you both dance on your tongue he pushes his wet cock between your thighs, the head of his member brushing against your clit making you whimper. Grabbing your hand he brings it to his stiff cock, making him groan when you wrap your warm hand around him.

“Be a good girl and make daddy cum. If you do it right, I may just let you live.” He sing songs in your ear. What he says goes in one ear, and out the other. Your post orgasm brain is straight mush. Dropping to your knees you open your mouth, flattening your tongue out for him. Sliding his wet cock onto your warm tongue, coating it in salvia. He pets the top of your head before bending down, back arching outwards.

“Wanna know a secret?” He whispers, pulling you off his cock so he can brush his lips flat against your lips. Your eyes bore up at him, mascara smudged, lipstick all over your face, foundation coming off in patches. Running a thumb over your cheek he hooks two fingers into the bottom of your mouth prying open your jaw.

“This was the same exact sight San saw before I killed him.�� He whispers on your lips before breaking out into an eerie smile. Head butting you once more, body immediately thumping to the floor. That eerie smile never leaves his face. Yeosang was ready to have his final meal of the day, you.

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[domnamewoman]

MK1 Characters Headcanon: What Are Their Kinks (Submissive Characters)

Characters: Liu Kang, Raiden, Kung Lao, Johnny Cage, Kenshi Takahashi, Kitana, Mileena, Tanya, Sub-Zero, Scorpion, Smoke, Reptile, Baraka, Shang Tsung, Rain

Warnings: Dom!GN!Reader, Sub!Characters, Mentions Of Multiple Kinks, Smut, 18+

Masterlist

Requests Are Open

I had to do this for all of us Doms out there. Some of these are spicier than others.

Hair Pulling/Objectification

Liu Kang likes to be reduced to nothing more than a toy for you to use as you see fit. He lives to serve you and wants you to use his body in any way that brings you pleasure. In his mind, that is his only purpose.

Tell him to lie still as you ride his abs or hump into his thigh completely ignoring his aching dick. He releases a moan as you play with his nipples, shocks of pleasure going straight to his dick with each tug and twist.

Pull his hair and his eyes roll back in pleasure, begging you to let him cum. Tighten your grip as you remind him that he is just a toy to be used for your amusement and pleasure and that if and when he cums, it will be after you have had your fill of playing with him.

Spanking/Cock Ring

Raiden craves giving you control over his orgasm. He loves the feeling of the cock ring you placed on him being nice and snug around his dick, a constant reminder that he can’t cum unless you let him. He will do anything to earn it.

Raiden usually follows the rules. It’s only when he gets the need to be thrown over your lap and spanked that he acts out. You don’t let him down during these times, giving him exactly what he wants. He smiles as he feels the first strike of your palm make contact with his plump cheeks.

Make him count the spanks out loud with the threat of starting over if he messes up. Of course, he’ll mess up on purpose just to prolong the “punishment”. By the end, he is a moaning mess as he humps your thighs asking if he can cum. You grant him permission while you remove the cock ring and give him one final blow. He’s cumming on a shout, making a mess between your thighs.

Rimming/Anal

Kung Lao is never more turned on than he is when you have your tongue swiping against his rim. It’s so intimate and he feels so connected to you when you are pleasuring him this way. Your mouth feels heavenly as you kiss and lick at his entrance.

Kung Lao lets out a whiny moan as you pour lube directly onto his hole. His breath catches as you circle him with your finger before applying pressure and it slips in with ease. Drive him crazy by slowly working him open until he is begging you to pound him into the mattress.

Spear him on your dick (real or strap) and go to town. He likes it hard and fast. Kung Lao will wrap his legs around your hips to pull you in deeper. Angle up and hit his prostate again and again and he’s almost crying, begging you to let him cum.

Praise/Oral (Giving)

Johnny Cage lives off of your praise. There is nothing that drives him more than you telling him how good he is being or how well he is doing. He constantly wants to prove to you that he is the best partner and deserving of your love.

One of the ways he does this is by giving you the best head of your life. Johnny would stay in between your legs forever if you only asked him to. There is no part of you that he doesn’t want in his mouth, front or back it doesn’t matter.

Using his mouth to draw moan after moan from you is the best kind of praise. He loves knowing that he is bringing you this much pleasure. Johnny would prefer if you sat on his face (once again, whether he is eating front or back he wants it all). He wants to be smothered by you as you use him to get off.

Shibari/Temperature Play

Kenshi Takahashi is a rope bunny through and through. He loves to be tied up in intricate designs. He finds the feeling of the rope rubbing against his skin and holding him in whatever position you desire comforting.

While he is tied up, run ice cubes over his skin and watch as he shivers both from the cold and the pleasure. Light a candle and drip hot wax over his abs and thighs. Decorate him any way you want, he is your canvas.

Have two mugs, one filled with cold water and the other with warm water. Take a big drag from one and hold the water in your mouth as you perform oral on him. Switch between warm and cold and he will be cumming in no time from the swiftly changing temperatures engulfing his dick.

Edging/Exhibitionism

Kitana loves the thrill of almost being caught. You and her will fool around in dark hallways of the palace, against a tree in the garden, anywhere that someone could possibly pass by and see if they looked hard enough.

Sit next to her at dinner and slip your hand into her panties. Circle her clit as you watch her try to keep up the conversation with the guests without faltering. Bring her close to the edge time and time again until she is sitting in a pool of her own excitement.

Lean over and whisper into her ear that she can cum only if she does it while keeping eye contact with one of the guests. Watch as she looks at Johnny and he stares back with a look of confusion. His eyes go back and forth between you two and then he smirks with realization. His knowing smirk pushes Kitana over the edge and she cums, drenching your hand.

Bondage/Toys

Mileena loves it when you tie her up, rendering her completely at your mercy. Tease her by rubbing your hands all over her body, but never the area she wants you most. Switch between a feather and a pastry wheel to lightly run over her skin increasing her sensitivity.

Mileena loves it when you use toys on her while she is tied up. Put nipple clamps on her and tug on them. Stuff a vibrator into her snuggly against her G-spot and have fun playing with the intensity. Turn it all the way up and she is pulling against the rope as waves of pleasure wash over her.

Go back to the lowest setting and work her up slowly, spending a least five minutes on each level. She will be a whimpering mess, telling you that she has been a good girl and deserves to cum. She’s right, turn it on high and grant her wish.

Oral (Receiving)/Overstimulation

Tanya loves it when you go down on her. She feels as though it's the greatest sign of trust and vulnerability to present her body for you to ravage. Laying there as you take what you want and leave her breathless.

The feeling of your tongue circling her clit and then flattening as you rub it up and down relentlessly has her back bowing and toes curling. She cries out as you add three fingers inside of her, pumping them in and out at a fast pace. She’s cumming before she knows it, head thrown back and mouth open on a silent scream.

She actually screams when you continue your ministrations, body shaking in overstimulation. She loves nothing more than you gripping her hips and forcing her to stay still. She can do nothing but lie there and take it with no way of escape.

Forced Submission/Degradation

Bi-Han desires to be broken and put into his place. As Grandmaster, he is used to people following his every command and giving him the utmost respect. He wants to submit to you but feels like his submission is something you have to earn.

He loves it when his partner overpowers him, but trust that he won’t go down without a fight. He truly is the brat of all brats. Tie him up and tease him for over an hour and he’ll be putty in your hands willing to do anything in order for you to let him cum.

Ask him what the Lin Kuei would think of him if they saw their leader begging to cum like the pathetic whore he is and watch as his dick twitches and leaks pre cum. Make him wait to cum until he has proved himself useful by pleasuring you. He would do anything you tell him to as long as he gets his reward at the end of it.

Choking/Masochism

Kuai Liang goes weak in the knees when you are rough with him. Push him against the wall, shove him to his knees, slap him. He welcomes it all. It only makes his dick throb and leak pre cum into his pants. He wants you to do him and do him hard.

Wrap your hand around his throat and squeeze and he’s almost cumming on the spot. His eyes roll back in pleasure as he struggles to get air into his lungs. Pinch and twist his nipples and his back is arching as he moans loudly. There is nothing better to him than the mix of pain and pleasure.

He loves it when you roughly jerk him off, not bothering to use any lube. It’s okay because he will be dripping pre cum soon enough. Squeeze his balls tightly in your fist. Suck him into your mouth without mercy. Be careful if you decide to use your teeth, he’ll cum without warning down your throat.

Thigh Riding/Dry Humping

Tomas adores when you let him sit in your lap, fully clothed, and grind into your thigh. There is just something about the way it makes him feel like a needy little boy who can’t be bothered to get undressed, to properly use his dick that he just can’t get enough of.

He lets out a needy groan as you stare at him with nothing but love, as you run your hands up and down his sides. The feeling of his dick rubbing against the fabric of his pants has his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

Grip his hips and force him to go faster and rub harder against your thigh and his moans won’t stop. He won’t stop telling you how good you make him feel and how lucky he is to be able to ride your thigh like this. Ask him if he is going to make a mess for you in his pants and all he can do is bite his lip and nod as he cums over your thigh.

Somnophilia/Edging

Syzoth loves letting his partner have access to him at any time of the day. That is why he is perfectly fine if you slip into bed and play with him while he is peacefully sleeping. Nothing brings him more joy than to be useful to his partner whenever they are in the mood.

He moans as he wakes up with his dick in your mouth, sucking him down skillfully. He is already close to an orgasm from all the stimulation you gave him while he was asleep. But of course, you don’t want things to end so soon, so you pull back.

Syzoth falls more in love with you as you tease him, bringing him to the edge and back down, again and again. He smiles to himself as you ignore his begging to let him cum, he doesn’t want you to. Not until he is a drooling mess.

Overstimulation/Cum Play

Baraka isn’t satisfied unless you’ve forced at least five orgasms out of him. Lying there, covered in a layer of sweat as you tug on his overused cock makes him happier as can be. His back arches as another orgasm hits him, his body shaking uncontrollably.

He begs you not to stop even now. He pleads with you to give him another. Who are you to deny him when he begs so prettily? He growls at the sting of pins and needles in his dick as you continue pumping him, twisting your fist around his tip on every upstroke.

Run your hand over his abs and collect the cum pulling there. Let him swirl his tongue around your fingers, cleaning them from every last drop. Baraka can’t stop his body from twitching as you make this orgasm count by speeding up your strokes to an almost inhuman level. He howls, back bending almost painfully as cum shoots out of his now numb cock. He wouldn’t have it any other way.

Dumbification/Humiliation

Shang Tsung loves to be broken down into nothing but a dumb, stuttering mess who can only focus on one thing, cumming. He doesn’t want to think about how to gain power or raise his position in the world, no. All he wants to think about is the pleasure you bring him.

Call him a dumb slut as you force him to reach his climax by humping against your leg like a dog. He watches as you stand over him, staring down at him with your arms crossed over your chest. He clutches onto your thigh as he grinds his dick onto your shoe.

He only goes faster, moaning as you call him a pathetic whore, no worst than a dog in heat for getting off to humping your leg. He loves it even more when you make him repeat it, humiliating himself. Spit on his face and he’s cumming harder than he ever has.

Omorashi/Watersports (I know, fight me)

Zeffeero loves the feeling of being driven to the point of desperation. There is nowhere he would rather be than sitting between your legs being encouraged by you to drink yet another glass of water while you massage his lower belly, telling him how good he is for holding on this long.

The beautiful sounds he makes as his stomach starts to cramp, begging him to release the contents of his bladder. But he won’t, not until you tell him to. He feels light-headed as he rests against your front, one of your hands rubbing his stomach,  pressing into his bladder and the other shoved down his pants stroking his throbbing dick. His whimpers of, “Please,” become louder as each pass of your hand brings him closer to his climax. You finally, finally tell him to let go and all he can do is moan as his pants are drenched in a combination of his urine and cum. Let him lick your fingers clean, he’s earned it.

[boyinatown]

Hi good day how are you? I really like Wind Breaker but I don't find smut about it. If you don't mind, won't you write about it.

BED-BREAKER

Summary: just smut about windbreakers boys.

Warning: sexual theme, oral sex, doggy style , missionary and cowgirl

Pairing: Dom, Vinny , joker & Owen x f! Reader

A/n : thanks for requesting this, I just didn’t know what characters you wanted so I went with a few i like.

★ DOM KANG

dom 100% loves taking you about anywhere, one time he even requested having sex in his dads club.

Big fan of stomachs, no matter the size , scar , rolls , moles or any insecurities he just loves planting kisses on yours and because of your heat he often finds his self sleeping on it

During sex he’s not very loud , a few grunts here and there but nothing like whimpering or moaning unless you two have been at it for a while he would leave a few gaspy noises!

really into doggy style for some reason, he just loves how your ass slams back against his hips and how easily he can make it jiggle and red with his hand prints <3

He’s definitely big, I mean have you seen this guy? Packing about a 9/10 inch

He has a happy trail. Argue with the wall

Likes wrapping his arms around you , then continues to ravage you.

★ VINNY HONG

Despite his looks he gets embarrassed when you two have sex, but when he sees you underneath him clasping at the sheets or anything to control yourself his red eye glows with excitement to ruin you

He loves missionary so he can see your face, plant kisses on your jawline then savor the taste of your lips

He isn’t really into any specific type of body part , but he does love it when your breasts slightly bounce, and once again doesn’t care if their small , middle or huge. As long as he can watch he’s fine with it.

Vinny whimpers, I’m sorry but he does. He’s a sensitive guy and when you have sex he’s glad you chose him and cherish moments with him

Definitely spanks your ass when you walk by him or when your back is arched

Hickeys , hickeys lots of hickeys! Vinny can’t control his whimpers so he chooses to muffle them by painting your body with marks. <3

★ JOKER

this is unrelated but why doesn’t this motherfucker have a last name 😭

Joker loves cowgirl, that’s it. He just wants to hold your hips to thrust back into you and control your ever move even though your the one topping him. He can’t help it, that’s just how he is a dominator.

Speaking about dominator, he’s definetly a dom. Even if you tried to take over this mf will pin you down and just thrust harder into you not even stopping his hips for a second.

He’s fast in sex, fast and rough. Where do you think all that anger goes ?

he likes your ass, biting it , spanking it , kissing it. Anything <3 he just loves it. Sometimes he’d just slap your ass so hard you’d jolt high in the air then look back at him disappointed

He likes his arms, the way he can just choke you with them while fucking you from behind muttering stuff into your ear

When you guys fuck his earrings dangle and make noises so that’s sends you both over the edge

★ OWEN KNIGHT

he’s mean during sex, his eyes glowing in the dark and just making you whine for mercy.

Definitely fucks you in front of a mirror , just so you can see his blue orbs focused on you watching your every move even if you try to squint them he’d just force them open by pounding even harder

His favorite body part on you are your thighs , he likes having them on his shoulders while you massage his scalp while watching a movie, just holding you up in the air and to see them pressed against your chest when his cock keeps getting sucked into you

I headcannon he likes giving you oral sex more then you give him, something about you arching your upper body and thighs twitching makes him wanna pounce onto you, Ofcourse after you cum first <3

Has tried to record you two having sex before , but once he saw you looking at the camera with a fucked out look and eyes rolling back biting your lower lip he threw his phone away before smashing his lips onto yours roughly while his hips never stopped… but the recording luckily still went on and your voices were heard.

[sol-tani]

⟡ : asking them for money

pairings. og members of hummingbird crew x gn!reader/fem!r

genre. fluff, established relationships, prank

warnings. cursing, nose bleed (dom), minu’s is the only one that uses gendered terms.

✶ jay (jahyeon) jo

✶ june (junsu) lee

✶ vinny hong

✶ minu yun

✶ dom kang

𖤓 – please let me know what you all think of this! I want to write more windbreaker content and this is to test the waters for more posts for the characters + I am almost caught up with the webtoon (I’m at pt.4 chapter 20 I think as of now) so perhaps more characters once I get closer to catching up.

© sol-tani — all content belongs to this blog, don’t steal, copy, repost, translate, or claim as your own.

[ivelle-serenity]

Skateboard

Wind breaker

fem bodied reader | smut | pwp | jayjo/fml | vinny/fml | wooin/fml | joker/fml | owen/fml | enemies to lovers | angsty | all characters featured are 18+

author's note: actually, I don't know where this story is heading. Maybe it will turn into a reverse harem? I really don't know. This is a story by the way. Not just an one shot.

✧˖° — windbreaker men

✧˖° — mdni, smut, description of not safe for work content.

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Skateboard 2

Skateboard 3

Skateboard 4

I set my lollipop down and adjusted my grip on my skateboard. It was hard to believe I was here, in the club, waiting to sell my bike. I hadn't ridden it in ages; I was tired of it and preferred skateboarding. Someone wanted to buy my bike, and we were supposed to meet here.

I smoothed out my long, curly hair and glanced at my reflection on my phone. I sighed. I hadn't bothered with lipstick, but my two-toned lips stood out on my plump ones. My mood soured as I overheard people whispering again in the club, as if I couldn't hear them.

"Dude, check out that girl! She looks like she's from abroad, right?"

"Wow, she's stunning. I've never seen curls like that on a girl before."

I just rolled my eyes and went back to sucking on my lollipop.

I shifted my gaze to the commotion from the side. There was a scuffle going on, and it seemed like someone was throwing punches. Furrowing my brow, I spotted the tall guy with blue hair. He had piercings and was looking at me, his face devoid of emotion. There was blood on his hands. I quickly looked away and checked the time.

Where was that guy?

"Well, well, I didn't expect you to be this early, Demitra," someone called out to me.

And there was Wooin, sporting his usual smug expression, his signature glasses perched on his nose. My attention was drawn to the guy beside him. Like the one I saw by the ring earlier, his hair color was different too. It was red... And not just that. One of his eyes was red as well.

Interesting.

"If you weren't going to buy my bike, you should've told me earlier so I wouldn't be here," I said irritably. I noticed the red-haired guy's gaze on me.

"Who is this?" My skin almost tingled at the chilling voice of the man with red hair. I tilted my head to the right, gazing at him with a hint of curiosity.

"No one. I'm just a nobody, weird guy," I replied sharply.

His expression turned to anger almost instantly, replacing whatever had been there before. He seemed about to step forward when Wooin stepped in. Instead of fear, I felt even more irritated. Wooin's smirk only added to my frustration. I sighed, running my fingers through my hair.

"Are you buying it or not?" I said, my annoyance clear.

"Oh, come on, what's the rush?" He held my waist and gently seated me on a bar stool chair. I glanced down at it, then shot a cold look at Wooin.

I had to admit, the guy I'd met was good-looking. It made sense why he caught the eye of so many women in the club. But he also seemed dangerous. Besides his rumored wealth, there were whispers of him taking down numerous men.

"I'll pay you triple," he said with a smirk, standing close in front of me as I sat.

"This is just a bike," I retorted.

"Honestly, I don't want your bike," he licked his lips before fixing his gaze on me. "I want to see you riding that bike."

I furrowed my brow, tightening my grip on my skateboard. We locked eyes for a moment. It had been a while since I rode a bike. Frankly, I was tired of it. It had become so dull to use.

"Not happening," I said firmly. "And why should I even consider it?" I added, glaring at him.

"Because we need you," he whispered to me before leaning in closer. My eyes widened at his action. Before I could respond, the man with red hair reached out and grabbed Wooin. I could see the frustration and confusion in his eyes.

"What did you say?" he asked, trying to keep his composure.

Wooin grinned. "You know what I mean, Vinny."

So that's his name.

"You want her to be in our crew?" I glanced at the man who had been in the boxing ring earlier. His face was emotionless. I had to look up due to his towering height. He was the tallest of the two.

"A girl? You want that girl to be part of us? Are you kidding me?" Vinny couldn't believe it, giving me a disdainful look.

"She's not just a girl, Vinny," Wooin gave me a mischievous look. "Don't underestimate a girl who knows how to skateboard."

I stood up and locked eyes with Wooin. "Don't drag me into your childish games. Biking is not my thing anymore. Maybe it's just for kids like you."

The man with blue hair remained emotionless. Vinny's face was full of anger. I didn't care about their drama. They just wasted my time. If I had just joined my new school instead, I wouldn't have been late.

"Who do you think you are?" Vinny was about to step closer, but I smiled.

"I'm just a girl, Vinny," I said innocently, causing him to pause. I was just throwing back to him what he said.

As I stormed out of the bar, frustration boiling inside me, I snatched the bike. That jerk wasted my time! Now I'm going to be late for school. I hopped onto the bike, hastily tucking my skateboard behind me. Ugh, I have no choice but to ride this bike again. Being super late for school isn't my idea of fun.

"If I ever find that guy again, I swear, I'm going to give him a hard punch in the face," I grumbled to myself as I pedaled faster.

Suddenly, a blur whizzed past me at lightning speed. He was wearing the same uniform as me. I tilted my head to the right, observing his biking skills. He seemed... skilled. Glasses perched on his nose, sporting a mullet haircut.

I don't know why it brought a smirk to my lips. His moves were so familiar. It was like watching myself from back when I used to bike in junior high. I pedaled the bike faster, surprising the guy with glasses as I passed him. I just smiled at him before speeding up even more. The gap between us widened.

I chuckled before glancing back. He was now looking at me intensely. 

Well, I didn't know there were so many handsome guys here in Korea.

I didn't see him anymore, so I shrugged it off. When I arrived at Sunny High, I gasped for breath as I unstrapped my skateboard. I parked my bike as well.

"You're new..."

I glanced back. It was him. His bike was already parked. He arrived before me. I immediately knew he took a shortcut. There's no way he could have beaten me otherwise.

"Yeah," I replied shortly before putting on my black glasses. "Great ride, by the way. Are you a pro?" I asked while adjusting my skateboard, securing it to my bike.

"No," he said with a puzzled look. "You seem to know how to ride too," he pointed out.

I smirked. "You think so?"

He didn't reply, just looked at my bike and skateboard.

"Nah, I'm just a beginner," I laughed.

"Jay! Damn, man. The first period is over! Why are you late?"

I froze as Jay and I both turned to look at the guy beside us. I noticed two guys walking towards us. The one who spoke was the bearded guy in a hoodie. He had a companion with a gentle face. I lazily grabbed my bag from the bike.

"Whoa... you're with a girl!? Wait a minute. Is she a foreigner?!" the bearded guy exclaimed in surprise and slight panic. I shot him an annoyed look.

"No," Jay replied shortly. Answering his first question.

"Dom, lower your voice. You might scared the girl," the guy with the gentle face playfully scolded.

I kept my expression neutral. What's up with these guys? I know they're seniors like me, but why are they so hyper? I was surprised to notice that we were being watched by students, especially the freshmen. It seems his group of friends is quite popular, huh?

"You're cheating on Shelly?" Dom exclaimed in shock.

"Stop it," Jay said coldly. Who's Shelly? His girlfriend? Oh hell nah. I need to stay away from him then. I sighed, what a waste, he's handsome.

"Do you know where room 21 is?" I asked formally.

Dom's jaw dropped. "You're our new classmate?!"

"Of course, Miss. Jay and Dom are in the same class as you. We can show you the way," the polite guy who was with Dom offered.

"June, you might get a nosebleed! What if she suddenly speak a different language!?" Dom became hysterical. I just facepalmed.

"I'm good. Thanks."

I was surprised when Jay suddenly walked alongside me. I raised an eyebrow at him.

"This is also the way to my room," he stated as if it were obvious. I also heard his two friends walking behind us.

"Shit, am I seeing things right? Jay is with some foreigner chick! She's hot!"

"I thought Jay has a girlfriend?"

There they go whispering again. It's only my first day at school and this is what greets me. Why am I assigned to the same room as these famous students?

"Hey Miss! Do you know--"

"Demitra," I cut Dom short. "My name is Demitra."

He scratched his head. "Oh yeah, Demitra. I see you can ride a bike? Your bike model is nice, suitable for tournaments. Why didn't you join?"

I furrowed my brow. "Tournament? I'm sorry, but I have no idea what you're talking about."

His jaw dropped. "What?! So you don't know we're part of a crew?" I remained confused. "Like Hummingbird? Haven't you heard of it? The famous crew?"

"Stop praising yourself, Dom," June laughed.

"Oh come on, man! I was just telling the truth! Demitra, you see, I'm the Sprinter of the group. I'm one of the skilled ones in the crew. And this Jay here is our Ace! He's really a God when it comes to race! You can ask him to teach you." He's so talkative.

I glanced to my side. Jay was quiet, his hands in his pockets, looking ahead as if lost in his own thoughts. So this man is their ace, huh? Not bad. He seems really good.

"Isn't it a bit childish to still be biking? It's just for kids," I said suddenly, making everyone stop and look at me.

"But you're also riding a bike," June pointed out with a frown.

"As if I have a choice. I was supposed to sell that bike, but the guy who was supposed to buy it tricked me. If ever I see that man, I will kick his ass until he bleeds." I felt my temper rising again.

"Maybe it's just not for you," Jay spoke up unexpectedly. "It seems biking is not for everyone. That includes you," his voice suddenly changed.

"Damn, did I hurt your feelings that much?"

He didn't respond but just shrugged. "How about this then," I faced him. "Race with me." He paused.

"Demitra... I don't think it's a good idea," June said with concern.

Dom dramatically covered his mouth, unable to believe that I challenged his friend to a bike race. I just grinned, feeling like I caught Jay's attention and made him face me. His face remained emotionless.

"If I win, let me join your cute crew," I grinned and crossed my arms in front of him. "And if I lose, I will do your assignments for a week. How about that?"

"Jay... Don't do it. She's a girl! We don't fight against them--" Dom's words were cut off when Jay spoke.

"Get your math book ready then. We have an assignment there."

[jeyunhos]

This text is 18+, minors do not interact.

Yeosang who looks innocent, cute, and inexperienced.

Yeosang who after he became your boyfriend was nothing short to the 'perfect gentleman'. Who opened doors, drinks, bags, anything you wanted.

Yeosang who in front of his friends treats you like the absolute princess that you are. Who outs your comfort, likes, needs, and wants above anything else that might require his attention.

Yeosang who loves seeing you cry out of overstimulation.

Yeosang who, in the bedroom, is the polar opposite of the perfect royal everyone else sees. Who enjoys the games of dominance and chase, who needs to have the first and last word in everything you do.

Yeosang who pounds into you relentlessly no matter how many times you have come and whose stamina runs until the sun comes up. Whose favorite position is doggy because he adores the view of seeing your cunt swallow him whole.

Yeosang Who slaps, bites, marks every area he wants to, because you are his, he owns you.

Yeosang who never forgets to cover you in kisses after he's done with you for the night. Who mutters sweet 'I love you's in your ear as he holds you close.

Yeosang who never forgets to praise you for how well you did after a particularly rough session.

Yeosang who has two sides to him, and you absolutely love them both.

[shintaru]

Windbreaker | Cuddling head canons pt.2

pt.1 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6 pt.7 pt.8

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Jay Jo ~

Will let you sit on his lap as you both study for upcoming exams

He shows up at your house unannounced every time he fights with his mom and when you open the door he immediately wraps his arms around you

If you fall asleep while studying he will carry you to his bed and take a nap with you

He sleeps on your chest with his arms wrapped around your waist

He likes it when you play with his hair until you both fall asleep while cuddling

Vinny Hong ~

You have to initiate physical touch he would either be too shy to initiate it or if he got jealous or upset he'd initiate cuddling without a second thought

You both alternate being the big spoon

He loves falling asleep on your chest as you play with his hair

Somehow manages to use your ass as a pillow

You'll wake up smothered by him rolling on top of you in his sleep (good luck waking him up)

Dom Kang ~

(Cuddling with him would feel like heaven)

Dom is always down to cuddle he initiates cuddling the most

Will come to your house and won’t hesitate to hold you tightly when he feels guilty for getting into another fight after you've scolded him about fighting

If you catch him fighting or hear about him being in a fight he will beg for forgiveness and offer to cuddle with you until you forgive him

You're the little spoon

He loses it when you sit on his lap wrap your arms around his neck and bury your head in the crook of his neck

Thank you for the idea @hannahmystery126

Dedicated to @samuelseowife @ankita607

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[koiiiji]

Hi! I saw that your askbox was open and I was wondering if you would mind writing some windbreaker headcanons of characters teaching their crush/partner how to ride a bike? Specifically with Owen or Joker, but you can include whoever you want lol. Tysm!

author’s note ; i already forgot how to write headcanons lol 🫡😔👐🏻

pairings ; owen x partner!r, joker x crush!r, dom x partner!r, hwangyeon x crush!r

tw ; fluff, established relationships, friends to lovers, first date

Owen

puppy is super excited!!

you know that annoyingly happy couples in parks? yeah, that’s you and Owen now

Owen organized everything, small picnic before the ride, to explain some basics and make sure you are not hungry

perfect teacher! gonna fix your bike, bars, seat, and stuff just for your height

he is super patient, so don’t worry about time and how many times you try, Owen will be right there to help

but surprisingly, it’s not gonna take a long to learn with Owen! maybe there is something about his aura or how his sweet, yet calm and confident voice whispers into your ear, when he holds you by your shoulders from behind…

there is something about him, that just helps you to be more confident about riding a bike!

Owen is a king of praising, so you just know you did a good job!!

even tho i said he is a good teacher, sometimes he might be a little carried away with all his “wind” stuff and may ride faster then you expect, but comes back as fast as he disappeared

all in all he is super happy that you tried his hobby and actually interested in what he doing, oh and he also happy to be useful for you

9/10 just because he let you fall down when he had his “wind” moment

Joker

at first super confused

like, he for real thought that riding a bike is a default skill

but he is happy to help you learn!! oh, and he took a small company for two of you - his little bros!

honestly, Hajun is terrible teacher… he just gets on his bike and... rides... and that's it.… no explanation, no basics, nothing, straight to practice!

you and his brothers are confused. Hajun is confused too. everyone confused and awkward

thankfully, his middle sibling already knew how to ride a bike, and also was really insightful, so he took younger boy and let you and his older brother practice together

now it was kinda awkward silence between you and Hajun…

but time flies fast, and you two find your ways to learn

at first Joker was kinda scared to touch you to help get a balance. he is big guy and can sometimes be clumsy with his touches, so he will hide his blush by lowering his head down or turning away

from distance his lil bros gonna make silly jokes on you two, they throw away their practice with riding a bike an hour ago, and now enjoying two awkward adults

so after you almost fall down from the bike and Hajun bravely saved you, you had an escimo kiss, all of you decided that it’s time to finish…

…at mcdonalds! his younger one insisted that happy meal is essential in your state (you had small scratch on your knee)

so yeah! great day, great company, great ending of the evening, where Hajun walked you home and you had such a sweet, shy first kiss, and promise for another date!

Dom

super duper wuper excited! even more then owen!

and to say more, not just existed, he is so proud of himself - you asked him for help, not the opposite

just as Hajun - terrible teacher, but he is more handsy with you, gonna hold you, help you keep your balance, will help to slow down

with Dom there is 0% of harm! he will not let you fall. let gravitation know that today your pretty knees won’t met the ground!!😤

kisses kisses kisses!! you doing such a great job as his first student, he gonna destroy your cheeks with his kisses!

also, when you learn how to ride a bike properly he may go little far, and now you doing trainings with him….

also on your second bike date gonna buy & custom pair sneakers for two of you! it’s same model but your colors match your bike, and his is red, just as his bike!

forgot about any dates. from now on you only have bike dates.

wanna go that new coffee shop? omg such a cool idea! let’s get there on bikes, then let’s go to the park, i know cool bike road there (puppy eyes🐶)

hey, me and Jordan going on a walk, wanna join us? i’m going on a bike, so take yours too! (puppy eyes🐶)

yes, Dom gonna show off in school and will call you his young padawan…

Hwangyeon

you two hang out in same company in university, and everyone knew that he had a crush on you

so one day, at break between lectures you accidentally said that you can’t ride a bike

and Hwangyeon took his chance! of course he is the best teacher, he’s such cool cyclist and even captain of his own whole team!!!

be ready for his endless bragging (which hides a beyond insecurity)

honestly, he was 👌🏻 this close to buy brand new bike for you, just to show off (was upset when you said you have your own bike)

surprisingly good teacher. you suspect that he just repeat how his brother used to teach him properly ride a bike.

he may be little too headstrong with his hands, but he never crossing the line!

Hwangyeon is really into you so he might be carried away with your smile, when you doing something right

oh, no don’t worry, it’s definitely not whole ghost crew sneaking around and stalking your “date”

you two finished in the evening, and it was kinda cold, so burning with embarrassment, but, red as tomato, he wrapped that damn jacket around you, while waiting for some chicken

also politely walked you home, and as his reward, you stood on tiptoe, lightly touching his shoulder and kissing him on the cheek.

he stood in disbelief for another 15 minutes, and on his way home giggled like a fool and stroked the place where your soft lips touched his cheek💋

[createdbytragedy]

GIRLFRIEND PRIVILEGE

✧ Pairing: Service Top! Kang Taehyun x Soft!Dom! Reader

✧ Genre: Smut, mdni

✧Warning: Praise kink, strength kink, , oral ( f receiving) , cum eating, unprotected sex (don't worry, reader's on pill), creampie, penetration (p in v) , service top Tae, abrupt end and badly written, not proofread

✧ Word count: 2,867

✧ A/N: I know it took years for me to write this but its still not good and my tumblr is acting out so please bear with this.

Being Taehyun's girlfriend granted you privilege. What kind of privilege? Find out yourself

"Please...." Taehyun whined, looking at you with those big brown eyes, looking so innocent.

"Please what baby?" you teases, maintaining eye contact with him. His cheeks flushed, earning a smile from you. God, he's cute. You liked this side of Taehyun that no one has seen or even thought about. You liked the way he was seated between your legs, on his knees, begging you to let him eat you out.

"Wanna make you feel good, can I?"

Taehyun looked like someone who would enjoy taking the lead in the bedroom more often. Going to the gym five times a week did wonders to his body, it left people gawking and fantasizing what would be underneath those tight white shirt.

"I don't know," you grinned ," Should I let you?" He looked like he was on the verge of tears. Looking up at you, lips slightly puckered out and staring at you, silently begging you with his eyes.

"Please........ been- been a good boy." You loved seeing him like this. All needy and horny. Just wanting to be good for you.

"Go ahead, kitten." With your consent, he wasted no time to reach for the waistband of your shorts, pulling it down along with your panties. You lightly lifted yourself up before settling down with a sigh.

Taehyun stared at your bare cunt, almost drooling at the sight and visibly gulping. He could feel his pants starting to get a bit tighter than before. You chuckled at his reaction, spreading your legs wider for him, " Go ahead, baby..." you whispered, pushing his head in your cunt with no resistance.

"Fu--fuck, you're so wet... love it" he mumbled against your wet pussy, nibbling at the tip and swirling his tongue the way he knows you like it. Your hands tangled on his hair, tugging lightly, making him moan, the vibration sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout your body. His fingers dig into the flesh of your plush thighs but you were used to it, finding the action rather pleasurable with time.

"That's it...... good boy. Making me feel so good, ah~", you sigh, pressing his face deeper and moaning at the speed he's going. He was making your toes curl with how professionally he eats you out. He knew what had you pulling his hair, he knew what gets up arching your back and he knew exactly what made you cum all over his face.

The fact that Taehyun was willing to get down on his knees and eat you out, moaning against your pussy like he enjoyed it more than you do, the not-so subtle buck of his hips every now and then, signaling that he was turned on by just being between your cunt was enough to let go of all the doubts you had.

Dating Taehyun would make you unreasonably insecure sometimes. Maybe it was the fact that he was a worldwide known singer with exceptional talent and god, he was breathtaking. There were millions of girls out there, grovelling to have a chance with him and to be completely honest, most of them were better than you. Prettier. Curvy body. Rich. And they had applaudable career. In any form, you just thought they were better and sometimes deemed yourself unworthy of him. After all, you were just a typical girl. Not part of his glamorous life.

"Pull my hair....please" he mumbled, looking up at you with those doe eyes before he's lapping away like a dog again. You obliged his request, tugging on his hair with enough force to make him openly let out a moan. You smiled, getting lost in the pleasure once more.

The way Taehyun offered all of himself to you; that was maybe his way of saying he loved and that you deserved him just as much as he deserved you. When he just lets you take complete control over himself, letting you use his body however you liked, the way he leans into the slightest of your touch. Maybe he wanted to tell you how much he loves you through his body since he couldn't tell you by words.

And oh god did you love it

"fuck, I'm close-- keep going!" you sputter, your grip on his hair tightening, pressing him so hard you worried you'd suffocate him but not worried enough to check, of course. but, you don't think he'd mind it that much with the way his moans turned frantic, his own hips bucking into the couch, getting off of the friction it provided. Then you were seeing stars, an overwhelming pleasure overcoming every inch of your body, toes curling as a long moan left your mouth.

"Hmmm......so good, baby" you mumbled, getting down from your high while releasing his hair that you were gripping too hard. But, Taehyun was still buried between your legs, licking all the sweet essence that came out of you with quiet groan.

"F--fuck, Tae, that's enough" you whimpered, feeling a bit overstimulated and he listened. He always do. He was so obedient and cute, isn't he? Staring at you with his lower face practically smeared in your juices, lips pink and swollen and looking so delicious all while his eyes held a devotion. Deep and sincere.

"C'mere, baby" he leaned closer to you, eagerly waiting any type of attention you were going to provide him with. So, you pulled him closer for a sweet kiss. Capturing his pulpy lips between your teeth in a way you knew gets him going. And it always worked. Because he would always let out a moan against your mouth, kissing you back with as much desperation. If not more. You tasted yourself on his lips, smiling because god he drives you crazy with those urgent little tugs on your shirt. Not daring to slip his hand under yet craving to feel your body. You pulled away from him enough to catch your breath and enjoy the way his lips chase after yours.

"What's wrong, Tae? You wanna say something?" you asked, feigning your innocence. His lower lips quiverred, forming into a pout as he looked down at the huge bulge poking through his grey sweats with wet patch forming around around it. You let out a devious chuckle, making a blush appear on his face out of embarrassment.

"Are you hard, baby?" you teased, scooting on the edge of the couch so your body was almost touching his. He nodded, too ashamed to use his voice at the moment. This was suppose to be about you but how can he not get hard with you letting out heavenly sounds like that? When you pulled at his hair just the way he likes?

"Use your words" your voice sounded more sterned this time even though your thumb was gently caressing his defined cheek bones, paired with the hint of blush.

Gotta appreciate all of him, right?

"Y-yes" he spoke quietly, his deep voice seeming out of place in the position but you never mind it. You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Bedroom" was the last thing you mouthed before your lips were attached to his, tongue forced onto his mouth. Taehyun got the hint, lifting you up quite easily like you were a piece of feather and took long strides towards the bedroom all while he maintained the kiss desperately, his hand kneading at your ass lightly.

You always loved that about him. That he was so much stronger, physically and yet he never used his strength to dominate you or make you feel small. It never ceased to turn you on, the action going straight to a specific place between your legs.

He gently laid you on the bed with him hovering above you, breaking the kiss to catch his breath. He looked so hot. His black hair disheveled and brown eyes staring down at you with so much love and desire you couldn't help but smile. He hovered above you, chest heaving yet not daring to make a move without your command.

You smirked, "Are you hard, baby?"

"Y - yes. So hard. Want you so bad.."

"But, I thought this was suppose to be about me, hm?" you teased, finding pleasure in the way he looked down, almost feeling guilty if he was not so horny. "Look at me, puppy"

He obeyed, making contact with your eyes. You smiled," But, since you've been such a good boy lately, I guess you deserve a reward, don't you?" He was shameless enough to nod his head, agreeing with you. You chuckled, " So, tell me, babyboy, what do you want to do?"

"Wanna -- wanna fuck you. Just wanna be inside you so bad. Please........" his hips not-so-subtly grind against you and you could feel his hard dick poking at your clit, pleasurable enough to make you let out a moan.

"Go ahead." That was all the approval he needed before his lips was all over you again, letting you taste his sweet lips that you could never get tired of. His hands glided up and down your side in a certain rhythm, making goosbumps rise up on your skin until it finally grabbed the hem of your shirt and tug on it. You raise your hands up, letting him draw the shirt out and discarding it somewhere in the room. He placed a last kiss on your nose, mumbling "I love you" before he started tracing kisses down your neck. Sucking on slight areas and licking like a you were made of the finest honey. Moaning like you were the sweetest thing he ever tasted.

Starting to get impatient with him, you tugged on his white tee. He wasted no time yanking it over his shoulder and you were present with the view of his muscular body which looked like like it was crafted by the greek gods himself. His toned chest, defined abs and the V - line that was cut short by the waistband of his sweats. It almost had you drooling.

And oh, does Taehyun loves it when you look at him like that. Like you see something in him worth more than just his enticing charm. Like he was worth more than his beauty. You always made him feel like that. Waking up something deep inside him that made him realise just how much he needed you. You made him feel so safe and special knowing you'll be there to love him on his worst days with nothing to give.

"I love you." He whispered with a peck on your nose. You smiled," I love you too."

With that he stripped you of your bra and panties, discarded it somewhere in the room along with his sweats and boxers. Your breath hitched as you bit your lips at the sight of Taehyun's raging boner.

He was big and red. Standing tall with beads of precum leaking through his flushed tip. The sight itself made you wet, if you weren't already. And Taehyun blushed at your gaze, lowering himself so his body was flushed against yours. You could feel his heart pounding inside his chest.

"Awee~~ are you nervous, baby?" You cooed, cupping his face. He shakes his head, denying but still leaning to your touch.

"You're beautiful." he said softly. You blushed, smiling lovingly at him and he returned your smile.

"Fuck me, baby. I know you want it. Wanna make me feel good, right?" He nodded ," that's my good boy. Now fuck me like you mean it. " He blindly obeys, his cock prodding at your entrance.

You quietly gasped when he slid himself in, eyes closing shut as he stretched you out so deliriously. He groaned at the feeling of your warm walls, welcoming him home once again. "Fuck..... So good. Feels s - so good. " He groaned, burying himself fully inside of you. You both moaned as he hit the very end of you. Your hands shooting up to grasp his soft locks.

His arms rest on either side of your head, positioning his hips to hit the right spot each time.

"You - you can move, baby. You're doing so well. " He grunted at the praise, lifting his hips before slamming back down, sending electrical shocks all around your body.

"Mmmhmm~~~ just like that. Good boy~~ go faster Taehyun - nie~~"

God, he loved your voice. Loved it when it was praising him. When it was calling him. When those heavenly moans escape your lips, he swears his brain malfunction for a second from the sounds he dragged out. He did that. He made you feel good.

His hips bucked deeper, faster and harder just as you command. The way he fucks you made you see stars, toes curling at the euphoria and pleasure you were feeling. You loved the way he easily glided in and out of you, exploring every inch. Whispered moans and grunts escapes his lips, only for you to hear.

Weren't you so lucky to have this beautiful human all to yourself? You smiled. He looked so pretty. His eyes rolled back at the feeling of your pussy, letting out sighs, lips slightly parted and trembling at the pleasure. "Awee~~ are you all pussydrunk, baby?" you cooed, cupping his face and forcing him to look at you. Taehyun blushed, subtly nodding at your question. He wasn't afraid to let his need for you show. If anything, he wanted you to know just how much he needed you. "Is this what you want, Taehyun - nie? to have your dick stuffed inside me? Wanted to fuck me all month, didn't you?" He nodded, biting his lower lip that made you squeeze him tighter, " y- y -ess~~ Ahh~~ so good~~ can't get enough~~ love you - love you so much---" he moaned senselessly, letting his hips do all the talking for him. His pretty cock hit your sweet spot each time, making you roll your eyes back in pleasure, your hands trailed up and down his perfect body, feeling those hard abs that he worked so hard on, " You're so hot, baby. Can't believe you're all mine. Am I right? All mine, right, Taehyun - nie?" Maybe it was the insecure side of you or maybe it could be the possessive side of wanting him all to yourself, but you loved making him say that he was yours. "Hmmm~ all yours-- only yours" Something about the fact that knowing he won't hesitate to say those claims for you made you clench and draws you closer to your release. "Am close, baby-- faster" you liked it rough. And no one knew that better than your boyfriend. Good for you your boyfriend was made just for moments like this. If the whole bed was not shaking as he slammed his hips into yours before, it definately was now. You could feel his balls hitting your clit each time he thrust in, quiet cries and whimpers dragging out of his lips. "Ohh~~ ahh~~ god~~ so pretty.... so good... love your pussy, baby-- makes me feel so good" that would be the first coherent sentence he managed to let out since he was inside of you. You loved to see the calm, collected, cool In front of the camera taehyun lose his fancy vocabulary. You grinned, "I know, baby. " your hand started to play with his pink, perky nipple while you trailed wet open mouthed kiss along his neck and collarbone. "Don't -- don't do that! or- or I'll cum!" he whimpered, but he was enjoying his, feeling him twitch inside of you. "But I want you to cum, baby. Fill me up with your seeds. you want that too, right? " and god, he couldn't resist. The idea was just too hot. To have his cum seeping out through your pretty pussy would be a dream come true. "Plus, wanna have you all marked up so everyone knows who you belong to" He throw his head back, giving you easier access to neck, " that's my good boy" With his low moans filling your ear and his perfect cock thrust so deep inside of you, you could already feel your orgasm building up so you pull him in for a sweet kiss, letting him know. Taehyun panted, interlocking your finger while purposefully grinding his balls against your clit each time and you were heaving, panting and screaming his name loud enough for the neighnours to hear. The sudden pull in his hair, your walls tightening around him and the way your lips moaned out his name, milk him right out of his own orgasm. You feel his cum filling you up, warm and full, mixed with your own arousal. And Taehyun can't help but lift himself up to stare at the scene, thrusting slowly to prolong both your high. "That was-- that was amazing!" he said, flopping beside you. You were panting, trying to catch your breath but you managed a smile. "You made it amazing. Did so good, puppy" you praised. Taehyun grinned shyly, pulling you closer and nuzzling his face on your neck. "Hmm... all sweaty, Tae" you protested, trying to shake him off but he didn't budge. Letting out a grunt of protest in return. "5 minutes then I'll help you clean up" he said. And you agreed.

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Windbreaker characters

Ass or tits

Vinny Hong, Dom Kang, Wooin, Joker, Owen, Sangho, Ryohei

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[justaaveragereader]

Slashtober🔪||OT8

Pairing: OT8 x Reader

Word Count: 3.0k

Warnings: MeanDom!Ateez, Sub!Reader, Name Calling, Gang Bang, Ass Fucking, Unprotected Sex (Please Dont😀), Spanking, Spit, Tit Smacking, Breast Play, Bukkake, Dacryphilia, Oral, Cum Eating, Rough Sex, Degradation, CNC, Choking, Marking, If I Missed Anything🫣👀Lemme Know..

A/N: I can’t believe I was able to get this done before 12am😵‍💫, I tried my best to get this done before midnight, bc I wanted to make sure I posted it on Halloween. I can’t believe it’s officially over now, thank you to everyone who supported me. Rather it was with a like, reblog, a comment, an ask, anything tbh. I received so much love this October and I’m grateful and appreciate to every single one of you😭💙. Also special thanks to @seonghwasbobaeyes for betaing the first half of this fic, you are muchly appreciated babes😚! This isn’t the end of the road for Slasher!Ateez👀, we will DEFINITELY be seeing them again! I’m already thinking about what I’m going to write for November tbh..😚. My asks will be opening due to October being over, so send in your requests!

Kinktober Masterlist

Ever since your last visit with the two masked men, you had been itching, yearning for more. They left you with an undying last in your mouth. You craved them, how sinners crave sin. They were addicting, they were like a forbidden fruit.

You hadn’t heard a peep or even seen a peep of them in weeks. You had been on the lookout constantly, trying to find any trace of them. It's like your neighbors knew you were on the fence. Making sure to greet you everyday, going out of their way to make sure you were happy. They so easily picked up your emotions. It's like you bonded with every single one of them. Wanting to get into better spirits you decided to throw a small Halloween party inviting the guys from the neighborhood as a way to say thanks for all they do, and thanks for being there for you.

You were at home prepping the food when suddenly the lights went out in your home. Letting out an annoyed huff you make your way to your circuit breaker box. Walking past your bedroom you notice a figure in your room, hiding behind the wall, you try to steady your breath clearly worked up and scared by what you saw, you quietly try to creep down the hall when your lights cut back on. Wanting to see if it was your eyes playing tricks on you, or if there was someone actually in your home you slowly make your way to the bedroom. As soon as you cut the corner to your room you see one of the masked men in your bedroom, sitting on your bed, man spreading widely. Energy as heavy as stone, he sat like he owned not only your hole, he sat like he owned you, and every move you made. Getting up slowly, he walks towards you, slow long strides.

Putting his hands up on the frame of the door. His muscular body takes up the whole door frame.

“And where are you running off to, pretty girl?”

Your eyes grow big, backing away slowly, your back bumps into a hard frame behind you. Looking up you see Mingi towering over you, staring down at your helpless frame.

“Don’t you look cute in your pajamas.” Mingi says with a large smirk on his face, running his fingers over the lace trim on the bottom of your sleep shorts. Jongho walks over to you, peeling his body off of the door frame. His large frame crushes you between him and Mingi. You can barely see his eyes through the mask, yet you can feel the intensity radiating from the person beneath it.

“Wh-what’s going on…” you whisper out through a shaky breath. Gripping your hips Mingi pulls your ass against him, grinding his hard on, onto you. Jongho moves closer, his chest completely crushing you. Gripping the front of your pajama shorts he plays with the lace on them, letting his hand slowly fall to the front of them, gradually untying the ribbon that keeps them up. Loosening the shorts, they fall dangerously low on your hips.

“What do you think is going on darling?” Seonghwa says, smooth voice floating out beneath his mask, making his way into your bedroom room. He seats himself on the bed. Man spreading his legs wide open, your eyes drift over the female plastic mask he’s wearing, down to the bricked cock beneath his skin tight pants. When Jongho squishes your body even further in between him and Mingi.

“I-I don’t kn-.” Your sentence gets cut off when the other two masked men enter, the largest one of the group takes up the whole door frame, while the shorter broader one stands in front of him. With his head cocked to the side. A shiver runs up your spine. Your brain can barely process what’s going on in front of you. All you want to do is flee but it feels like your feet are cemented to the ground.

“Look at her.” Yunho says, stepping forward into the room, clearing his large stature out of the door frame. San lets out a loud chuckle, making his way towards you.

“She looks like a deer caught in headlights.” San says through a laugh, walking on the other side of you while Yunho goes on the opposite. Caging your body in by all four men, while Seonghwa sits on the small bed watching you.

“I know you guys aren’t starting the game without us.” Wooyoung whines out, walking into the room, face paint smeared across his face yet with the lack of the red lights you can see clear as day that it’s Wooyoung. Trying to strain your neck between the men who are caging you in.

“Wooyoung, what’s going on?” You whisper shout, as if the men couldn’t hear you in the same confined room. Letting out a loud laugh, he walked over, looking at your poor helpless frame. Your body does a noticeable shiver.

“Do you want me to save you?” He says through a fake coo. Yeosang stands in the doorway, leaning his muscular form against it. Looking at you behind his mask he makes his way slowly over. Pushing through the cage the boys have you in.

“No…I think she wants all of us to help her out.” He says while he runs his gloved hand up your body. Starting from your chest, running it between your breasts, settling his covered hand around your throat. It's like deja vu, you start getting various flashbacks of each time one of these men have rearranged your guts, and practically broke your spine.

“Do you need saving darling?” Seonghwa says, standing up off the bed, making his way towards you with long slow strides, the men who caged your body slowly back away, making room for Seonghwa. His tall frame easily towers over yours. Soaking you in from head to toe.

“Of course not Seonghwa she doesn’t need saving, she needs to be fucked like the slut she is.” Hongjoong says, gripping your throat pulling your body against his invisible one. Manhandling you with ease, you swear you can see every person in the room, eyes darken instantaneously.

“Is that what it is dear? You need us to bend you over and rearrange your guts?” Seonghwa says, gripping your chin lightly while Hongjoongs hand continues to hold you tightly. Letting out a small whimper your eyes dart around to every man surrounding you in this room. Your lower belly grows hot with need. Hot with want, hot with flashbacks of every orgasm you’ve had with the individuals in this room. You open your mouth, just to close it once more, not exactly sure what words you are trying to speak. But you can tell by the way they are crowding you, and the way you are drinking them all in. You want nothing more than for them to break you.

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Wrapping your hand around Yeosangs cock, you continue to pump his dick up and down. Fist tight to make sure he gets as much pleasure as possible. Gripping your chin in his hand, San turns your face towards him, cock deep down your throat, with his other hand on the back of your head, you gag with every powerful thrust he delivers to your throat. Eyes watering with unshed tears. San lets out a loud laugh, gripping the back of your head even tighter. Slamming his hips into your mouth..

“Look at this slut crying. Go on baby, cry on my cock.” San grits out, the pleasure that your warm mouth is giving him is becoming too much. Hongjoong lines himself up with your entrance, not even giving you time to prep, he slams his cock deep into your cunt. Body driving forward your nose bumps against Sans pelvic area. Letting out a loud sadistic laugh, he starts out at a rough pace, jack hammering your body forward. Causing a quick rhythm between him and San. Your hand starts to fall slack around Yeosangs cock. Gripping your head, Yeosang turns your face towards him.

“Do it right slut.” He grits out, squeezing your cheeks so tightly that he can feel Sans cock slide in and out of your mouth.

“Stretch her out.” Seonghwa says, the heaviest presence in the room. He stands up, hard cock in his hand, he slides under you. Your breast jiggling in his face, gripping your left breast, he runs his long cool tongue over your nipple. You squeeze your eyes shut, too immersed in the pleasure.

Mingi makes his way behind Hongjoong who is hammering away at you, collecting the drool that is hitting the floor from the way San is making you choke and gag on his cock. He wets his fingers, sliding them down to your puckered hole, you let out a moan so loud that all the boys can hear you. Sliding one finger in, your eyes grow huge, tears starting to run down your face by all the pleasure you are feeling.

Gripping your face harshly San gathers all the spit in his mouth, letting it slowly drop down to his cock, hitting your lips, it aids in the drool on the floor. Your eyes roll into the back of your head at the taste of him. You can taste him in more ways than one, and it has your head clouded with nothing but hot lust.

“Such a whore who loves to be degraded.” San grits out, watching you suck him down your throat.

“Look at her crying again.” Yeosang says while your grip tightens and untightens on his cock. Mocking you through a fake coo. Letting his hand travel down, he grips the breast Seonghwa isn’t paying attention to, squeezing your nipple, just as he’s squeezing Mingi slips his second finger in your ass trying to stretch you out as much as possible. Tears are running down your face rapidly, your pussy clenches on Hongjoong, letting out a loud groan. He slams his hips up into you once more before pulling out, chest heaving up and down. Holding his orgasm back, wanting to save it to paint your body.

Wooyoung lets out a small laugh, clearly enjoying the view of you getting rag dolled all over the place, sliding into the place of Hongjoong, he taps his cock against your wet cunt, sliding his cock in between your wet pussy lips, making sure with every thrust up he nudges your clit. Pulling back San bites his lip, gripping your head even tighter trying to fight the urge to cum all over your face, he slides back letting Yunho in. Letting out a choked cough, you intake as much air as possible. Trying to catch your breath before Yunhos large frame towers over your small body.

“Look at this slut..” he says while hooking your bottom jaw with his thumb. Jongho stands behind Yunho, getting an eye full of you, tilting his head to the side almost like he’s studying you.

“Wanting to take us all..” Jongho says, continuing Yunhos sentence.

“She wants us in every way…” Mingi finishes after Jongho speaks.

Moving on the side of your body, Mingi pulls his fingers out, feeling like you’ve been stretched enough, he lets Seonghwa know that you are prepped and ready for whatever he is ready to give you. Sliding out from under you, Wooyoung and Seonghwa trade spots. With his wet fingers Mingi slowly strokes his cock while Seonghwa slides in between your wet cunt. Making sure that he soaks his cock with your juices that are practically pouring down, he lines himself up with your puckered hole. Sliding in slowly, inch my inch. Your eyes scrunch shut, the feeling of him sliding in your ass is unlike any other feeling you’ve ever felt. You grip Yunhos thighs for stability, just as you are about to let out the loudest moan, Yunho slides his cock into your mouth, instantly stuffing it. Wooyoung lines himself up with your sopping cunt that is dripping down onto his cock, your arousal just leaking all over him. Yeosang and Jongho stand on opposite sides of you, large bodies towering over your frame. Bunching your eyes shut, Wooyoung slides easily into your pussy. Shooting your eyes open you let out a loud, muffled moan. Placing your hands out, trying your best to find your balance while Seonghwa is fucking your ass, Wooyoung is deep in your cunt, while Yunhos large cock is deep down your throat.

Gripping Yeosangs and Jonghos cock in your hand, you slowly start to pump them, making sure to pay extra attention to the head of their cocks. With each stroke the members are giving you, you are seeing heaven behind your eyes, Seonghwa continuously slaps your ass cheeks while he strokes deep in your puckered hole, watching your ass cheek welt with each deep stroke he delivers to you. Wooyoungs balls are dripping with your arousal, inner thighs shining with your juices. While Yunho grips the sides of your face, making sure you take his cock as far as your small throat will let him.

San, Mingi, and Hongjoongs degradation fill your ears. Making you on the brink of the most powerful orgasm.

“Look at this hungry cock slut.” Hongjoong says, slowly stroking his cock, watching everyone have their turn with you.

“Look at her crying over how good all of our cocks are…” Mingi grits out, grabbing his balls while he beats his cock. Making sure to collect the drool that leaves your mouth on his hands so he can stroke himself with ease.

“Nothing but a cock sleeve for all of us.” San says with his head tilted back, stroking himself, matching the rhythm at which they all are fucking you.

Mingi makes his way over to Seonghwa, watching the way his cock slides in and out of your ass. Gripping one cheek so it’s easier for Seonghwa to get a feel of your warm wet hole. He gathers the spit in his mouth letting it drop onto your puckered hole. The cool sensation differs from the warmth of Seonghwas length sliding in and out of you. Hongjoong lets out a small chuckle at the way you whine every time someone spits on you, he makes his way towards Yunho, holding the sides of your throat, giving it a slight squeeze your breathing stutters, with his hands tightening around you throat he can feel Yunho slide in and out, the feeling is delicious, the lack of oxygen heats your body up.

Wooyoung reaches up, squeezing one of your tits in his hand while he strokes his cock in and out of your warm walls. Giving your nipple a pinch, you let out a muffled whine. Reeling his hand back he slaps your tit, the sudden feeling of the impact causes your jaw to drop, eyes fluttering in immense pleasure. He lets out a high pitched laugh, slapping your other tit, you feel the skin of your breast heat up with each heavy slap. The warmth that spreads through your body, has your toes clenching, you feel your orgasm charging its way through your body. Before you can get yours, Seonghwa is going to make sure all of them get theirs.

“You know what she’s only good for..” Seonghwa spits out through clenched teeth, pulling back swiftly, Wooyoung, and Yunho pull back as well. Urging you to sit on your knees with your mouth open. The members gather around you, stroking their cocks rapidly. With a loud groan, all of them cum almost in sync. Opening your mouth last minute you have drool running down your chest, with your tongue sticking out, trying to catch as much of their cum on your tongue as you can.

“This whore is only good for catching cum.” Seonghwa pants out. As they watch their cum drip down your body, it pools right between your legs, creating a small puddle. Letting out a low growl, Seonghwa moves forward first. Gripping the back of your throat he shoves you face down into the floor.

Running his hands down your back, he hikes your hips up into the air, your sticky chest comes in contact with the floor, creating a tacky feeling on your skin.

Cock already brick hard again, he taps it against your puckered hole, slipping in with ease once again. You let out a loud cry, throat sore from all the throat fucking you still let out loud moans with each buck of Seonghwas hips. Making his way over swiftly Mingi grabs your shoulders, lifting you up so your back is flush against Seonghwas chest, he lays down cock standing straight up, maneuvering you Mingi brings you down on his cock with the aid of Seonghwa. Letting out a loud cry once more your body falls forward, becoming chest to chest with Mingi. Gripping your neck Seonghwa pulls you back up, fingers tightly wrapping around your throat, destined to leave marks.

Wooyoung and Yeosang stand on opposite sides of your body, gripping your breast, before giving your chest a firm slap. Your body jolts forward, yet with Seonghwas tight grip on your throat you go nowhere. All the other members make their way towards you with their heavy, cum dripping cocks in their hands.

“You are going to be a good girl, and take all of our cum.” Seonghwa grunts into your ear before hiking his hips forward, biting your lip, you nod your head. Chest heaving with want. Mingi lets out a deep groan..

“Fuckkkkk…she’s dripping down my cock. Are you going to make a mess on our cocks, princess?” Adjusting his hips slightly, Mingi hikes his hips up into yours. Gripping your ass cheeks so you are spread even further for Seonghwa. The members step closer to you both.

“You are going to swallow all of their cum, then you are going to take our cum in this tight ass, and wet cunt of yours.” Seonghwa says knowingly, letting out a loud whimper by the authority in Seonghwas voice you nod as much as you can with his fingers still tightly wrapped around your throat.

Giving your ass a hard slap, Mingi jiggles the cheeks of your ass.

“Alright princess, who do you want to swallow first?”

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