#feel so gross and my body is making me idk so overstimulated idk how to explain it

[melancholyfleurs]

the week before my period is actually so sick and twisted for my mental health…..

[sorryimananti-romantic]

Ateez as Boyfriends [Explicit Ver.]

yet another collab with loren @eightmakesonebraincell. idk what this is but it's smut and it's a filthfest in here sooo MDNI!!

lmao when we think about it now we don't even know how we came to write this (speed write it more like) but this has collected dust in the drafts for a good while anddd it's our first time writing smut like this (minus my woo fic) so here we are :') Enjoy!

Hongjoong

eye fucks you

literally when he is in the mood he will let his eyes scan you ever so slowly

tease.

i just think that most of the times you’ll be in the studio

and studio sex calls for you in his lap to get his attention

while his attention remains undivided on his pc

until you grind-

one wrong move and you’re done for

if he doesn’t want you to break his focus at that moment, he’s probably gonna growl and bite your shoulder with the promise of what’s about to come

and threaten you with things he would do to you once he is free

however, if you've succeeded?

immediately on to you

lips everywhere and anywhere on your body

tongue in your mouth

i feel like even if he tries to go slow, he’s the type to lose control in the middle of it

and go super intense and heated

loves it when his hands are on your hips and controlling your movement

the type to wedge his thigh between your legs as you make out 

and watch you become a mess as you grind on it

or when you’re sitting on him, he’ll hook your legs over his to stop you from closing them

he’ll finger you until you’re squirming in his lap

punish you for distracting him and being a bad girl

neck kisses he’s gonna leave pretty marks all over you

will praise the f outta you (not me censoring this.) 

will probably move around a lot during sex

like one moment you’re in his lap

next you’re on the couch, he’s on top of you

until you switch

and then he has you standing up and suddenly you’re pinned against the wall

will not miss a chance to go down on you

knows exactly how to make you cry

and i mean cry.

laughs against your throbbing core and the vibrations oh goodness

absolutely loves the feeling of your fingers gripping his hair in desperation

nips you everywhere

and when you’re finally begging him to give you what you want, that’s when he’ll let you have some moment of control

probably curses in pleasure

loves watching you on top of him but makes sure you know who’s in control (him)

he’s gonna spice things up when you’re reaching climax

i think i said he knows how to make you cry so go ahead and imagine

will overstimulate you before he wraps things up hehe

i just feel like his fingers on your clit right before you come and it’s 10x more intense

would love to come inside you when he can ;)

hongjoong would also probably record the audio of your moans during sex and when you climax (with consent ofc)

and on nights when he’s missing you he’ll play it through his headphones and touch himself wishing you were here

takes such good care of you when you’re done like you joke that he’s suddenly worried if you’re okay when he fucked you like there’s no tomorrow-

but really he’s all prepared he’s immediately making sure you have what you need- water, cuddles, round 2, you name it

will kiss your forehead as he assures you you’re his muse, the love of his life and all that sweet stuff :’)

you whine that you feel all sticky and gross

he definitely has an abundance of tissues and wet wipes in his studio

when people ask him why he has so many he tells them it’s for yknow cleaning

if you guys are back home in the shower though?

omg he is so soft and all about the romance

makes you feel so so loved

holds you in his arms for the longest time

or you’re in the middle of doing something and he grabs your wrist

and pulls you towards him with the biggest smile on his face

hands on your hips as he sways you around

and you just know that look in his eyes means he’s in the mood and he’s going to make this a memorable night for both of you

you’ll hook your arms around his neck and sway to the music that is in your heads

guided by his movements

he tells you what he’s feeling. no filters

and you appreciate that so much about him

would definitely have a post-sex playlist that he’s made with like slow candle-lit dinner vibes

plays it with a speaker in the bathroom as he presses long and lazy kisses against you

basically a very love-driven makeout session :((

hehe but he most definitely nibbles all over the marks he’s left on you with a sense of achievement

loves when you wear one of his shirts over just your panties as you go to bed together

it’s the possessiveness in him i’m telling you

he’s quick to fall asleep but you can see a faint smile on his lips as you caress his head or his face

and you tell him all the reasons you love him

you can swear his hold on you tightens even though he is fast asleep

and you’re going to wake up with him looking at you like you’re the most beautiful thing he has ever laid eyes on :(( 

even tho you look like an absolute mess in the morning-

Seonghwa

tongue.

man has a mouth on him like have you seen his lips?

the prettiest lips in ateez 

and his tongue????

he is the best kisser in ateez fight me

he knows how deadly his tongue is

and he’s going to use that to his advantage

makeout sessions are gonna be next level with him

and when his tongue goes elsewhere-

like when he kisses your neck?

or anywhere for that matter??

you literally cannot breath

it’s like it’s turning him on too

makes the dirtiest noises you bet 

he loves the feeling of your thighs clenching around him because it means that you’re close

he praises you and tells you that you have the prettiest moans

loves that you’re making those sounds just for him

he’ll enjoy overstimulating you

he coos and tells you to give him one more orgasm baby as he digs his fingers knuckle-deep into you

he knows your body so well

he can tell exactly when you’re about to come

like, he’ll say “come for me” because he knows that’s what tips you over the edge

and then when he’s satisfied with how many times you’ve come for him

that’s when he gets started

when you guys are fucking there are two different moods

sometimes he likes to take it slow and worship your body

pepper kisses all over your face and anywhere he can reach

presses his body against yours like he has to be touching every part of your exposed skin

drags his length in and out of you slowly so he can feel every inch of you

will latch his lips onto yours and explore your mouth with his tongue

likes to hold your hand :’((( i love him so much

other times it’s hot and fast and needy

his hands roam all over your body and through your hair

rolls your nipples between his fingers to make your back arch 

moans into the kisses

bites your lower lip

either lets you run your hands wherever you want or pins them to whatever surface you’re on

you fist the sheets beneath you or grip his shoulders

he grunts and pants in between praises of how tight you are and how good you feel

before he’s coming hard into you

i’m convinced that when hwa comes his eyes roll back and he lets out the deepest moan

it’s so filthy his expression alone can make you reach your climax honestly

his warmth fills you up (pls use a condom irl)

and when he pulls out, the sight of his cum leaking out of you has him half-hardening again

he loves to see how he’s ruined you

and you best bet he’ll help clean you up-

with his mouth

he’ll hold your legs apart as you writhe from sensitivity

as soon as you both come down from your orgasms, it’s like all the dom has left his body

he literally becomes the softest when he’s doing aftercare like his touch is suddenly delicate and he’s holding you like you’re fragile

“sir, i’m pretty sure you’ve left bruises on my body but okay”

“ah, did i? shall i kiss them so they get better?”

and you grin bc you’re lovestruck

and he feels so proud that he made you smile bc that means you’re okay

literally every second sentence that comes out of his mouth will be praise

that you did so well for him

that you’re so beautiful

that you’re all that he could ever ask for

<33333

peppers soft kisses on your face and kisses your knuckles

brings you sth warm to drink and cuddles you all night

i feel like he’s the type to love feeling skin on skin when cuddling

especially after having sex

he just has his boxers on and you just have your panties on

and he loves to hold you close to him and just feel you next to him in such an intimate way :’(((

he can’t keep his hands off you but it’s completely innocent

traces little patterns and shapes on your back

splays his hand over your tummy

rests a hand over your chest bc he likes to feel your heartbeat

and he does it unconsciously too, even during pillow talk

you two can talk for hours about anything and everything deep into the night

it doesn’t even matter what the pillow talk is about all you two want is to hear each other’s voices

imagine hwa’s post-sex husky deep voice akjfldsg

but you two talk and cuddle for so long neither of you even realise when you’ve fallen asleep

in the morning he wakes up before you but he stays cuddling you until you wake up so that he’s the first thing you see <33

there’ll be lots of lazy kisses before he gets up to make you a cute breakfast

Yunho

eye fucks you pt 2

literally the way he just watches you at times

like he’s drinking in the sight of you

before he kisses you he’s going to cup your face and look at you for the longest time

and you can see a thousand undecipherable emotions in his eyes

hesitates a bit before he kisses you but once you’re into it he’s a changed man

idk about you but i feel like his tongue can do wonders

i just think he’s a natural at this he kisses you like he’s been doing it forever and will never get tired of it 

makeout turns heated pretty quick and one thing leads to another-

will be vocal during sex too like

he needs to hear you say some stuff before you proceed

he needs to hear your voice to confirm you’re feeling good

he’s pretty much driven on that

he aims to please you. 

his hands. need i say more?

he drives you crazy with his hands alone

even when they’re cupping your face or like holding you behind your neck

you love his hands in your hair

you love it when you feel his big hands anywhere on your body for that matter

especially when they’re gripping your thighs

and his long fingers omg

just a brush of them in the inside of your thigh or near your core and you’re done for

makes you a writhing mess before he will even touch you

will also pin you on nearest surfaces 

and lets his mouth and thighs do the rest

probably loves when you ride his thigh too as he makes out with you

to the point you almost come on that alone

he just loves when you want to be in control but he restrains you

and you gladly let him

will at times let you dom him

but he just thinks that you’re cute for trying

really, he’s watching all smug, watching you on top of him, waiting until he’s had enough

and then he’s flipped you

he’s pinned you to the bed and he dwarfs you grrr 

“now it’s my turn”

if you think cuddling while lovemaking is a soft trait? make it hard for yunho

like he’s just burying his nose in the crook of your neck while he pumps into you

spoons you from behind as he rubs his length against your ass

or kissing your temple or head and moaning against you

and oh goodness his weight on you when he’s on top of you i-

will mumble praise into your ear

“you’re so fucking wet baby” hdsjhjkdfhg

“you feel so good”

and you’ll def praise him in return he loves that

not afraid to experiment with you

and he’s always just so supportive of your wants and needs

he’s also fully capable of driving you insane like he can be a little shit sometimes-

his hand around your throat.

his hand being able to wrap around both of your wrists

loves to pin your wrists above your head

when he’s approaching his orgasm he’ll see what you need

probably loves it when you come together

and he’ll pump all that inside you he won’t stop

will remain inside for a good few moments until he pulls out

and then it's just another round of teasing each other as he takes care of you

“can we shower together now?” but you know it will lead to shower sex

“will you let me spoon you after i clean you up?”

“only if i don’t find your dick hardening against my ass in the middle of the night, yunho”

the teasing is just ramped up honestly

you two flick soap suds at each other

he smacks your ass and it startles you and you slip a little in the shower

he makes sure to catch you but you smack his chest as revenge even though you two are giggling

when you step out of the shower he’ll throw your towel over your head so it covers your face

the man runs out of the bathroom before you can throw the towel back at him

he’s just streaking through the house naked at this point

it takes a while for you two to calm down enough to actually get into bed

but there’s definitely another hour or two of very handsy teasing

mostly from him as you giggle at his antics

and lots of hypothetical discussions about things you guys could try out next time

but also not hypothetically because he would totally be down lol

he’ll be like “okay but what if we restrained your wrists to the shower curtain bar, do you think it’d break?”

and you say you can try next time but if it does break he’s paying not you

you’re just both a laughing mess in each other’s arms as you fall asleep

Yeosang

vanilla guy

he can move his tongue 180 degrees do you all know what use he can make of that?

he’s either super shy super shy~ or he’s gonna be the demon that we all know he is

his kisses range from shy to heated and rushed

like when he’s shy he’s all smiles and cautious touches 

but you can literally taste it when he’s desperate

because his body language changes significantly

suddenly he’s the most confident

kinda feel like lingerie really turns him on

like whenever you wear something lacy or revealing

his length is already hardening before he knows it

sometimes he tries to hide it

other times he comes right up to you and growls into your ear that he needs you right now

his favourite place to do it might be in the bed

he just wants to make sure you’re comfortable first and foremost

and i feel like he’s a switch

he has his dom days he has his sub days too

sometimes he just needs you to lead and he loves watching you when you take the lead

he lets you do whatever you want to him

like he’ll watch as you unbutton your shirt and slip off your bra

and when you lean down to take off his pants

he’ll let you kiss him and touch him however you like

but when you start teasing him?

i feel like he has a switch that goes off and bam he’s now in dom mode

and he’s suddenly flipped positions and he’s like “i’ve had enough sweetheart”

and he’s banging into you with no remorse

and you swear his beautiful deep voice does something to you makes you feral is what it does

tucks your hair out of the way as he pumps his length into you

holds your face :( he’s so precious grrrrr

swipes his thumb across your lower lip

daring you to try something like-

he’s a tease he knows what game you’re playing

and if you try to capture his thumb between your teeth he’s gonna be like ‘nuh-uh not so quick’

like he can be the sub and still be in charge how beautiful is that

bonus points if you make him laugh or make him shy during sex

you love to see it when you praise him and he gets all flustered

but boi does he know how to make you lose your shit too

esp when he’s in control and just running his hands all over your body

tracing all your curves as he drinks in the sight and praises you so. much.

as if he isn’t a walking sculpture himself :’)

loves watching your little reaction and catches on real quick

like if you writhe under him when he kisses your sweet spot? he’s gonna be all smug and you bet the night has gotten longer

because he will spend his sweet time there

and when he’s fingering you or eating you out he will do everything to get the best reactions out of you

aftercare is 90 percent him fussing over you 

even though you reassure him that you’re okay from under the mountain of blankets he’s piled over you

he literally treats you like a queen

also because he wants to give you everything that you might even potentially need

so he like

brings you a whole platter of warm tea, water, energy drinks, salty snacks, packets of lollies, chocolates, you name it

will also ask if you need painkillers or anything

you better give that man his aftercare too he deserves it

you slip him bits of chocolate or snacks 

sometimes after he’s had one of those days where he’s radiated dom energy or he’s teased you a lot

you bring it up with him and wiggle your eyebrows

like “so i’m your good girl, huh”

and he gets so flustered and shy and does his little giggle

but you never tease him too much, because you know that he can start to doubt himself or feel insecure

so you always make sure to tell him how good and perfect he is no matter what he does

he deserves all the love in the world <3

so after you let him fuss over you for a while you sort of just, fling up the side of your blanket and say

“get in here”

and he has such a cute bright smile as he burrows underneath the covers with you

sometimes he spoons you

but more often than not

you spoon him

and he feels so safe and loved whenever you hug him like that :’(

you love to run your fingers through his long locks because his hair feels super soft

but also because you can almost hear the purr that comes out of yeosang when you do it

he’s a precious baby :(

San

a switch nobody can convince us otherwise

he can be a hard dom

manhandles you, like have you seen the way he is with woo??

holds your jaw to make you look at him

or he gets up close and crowds your personal space

passes you the dirtiest looks

will stare at you for the longest time just to see what your reaction will be

loves it when you get flustered and shy 

doesn’t care if you’re in public his touches will look casual to others

but you’ve memorised what his hand placement means

like when his hand on your waist slowly lowers to your hip, you know it’s gonna be a long night

teases you during sex, like he’ll lightly drag his fingers around your upper thighs and on your lower stomach but never touching your core

and he’ll ask you what do you want

he wants you to be vocal and beg for him to touch you

and when you do he’ll rip away your clothes and go down on you like he’s starved

he unbuttons your clothes and unclasps your bra with one hand and that alone makes you so wet

fondles your breasts with one hand while he circles your clit with the other

he latches his mouth onto your neck and collarbones and sucks on your nipples

has your back arching from all the different sensations all at once

but he’s also the subbiest sub to exist

like can you imagine him whimpering underneath you

this time he’s the one begging

he begs to touch you

and he begs for you to touch him, kiss him, anything

he doesn’t care if there are people in the next room or if they can hear him

he just needs to be inside of you

man always does it like it’s his first time taking you 

like you’re blown by how much he can enjoy this every time it just gives you that confidence boost too

and he’s big on praise as well

loves being loud during sex 

makes the unholiest noises-

makes the most intense eye contact and if you dare shy away from him?

“look at me when i’m looking at you”

jksdhgjghjghksgh

^that’s your reaction btw 

his kisses become more messy as things escalate and he just

he wishes he could kiss you everywhere all at once

switches positions so many times but mostly because he needs to feel closer to you in every aspect

might have a thing for putting your legs over his shoulders as he pumps into you

will make you scream without a doubt

like his aim is to make you see stars and boi do you get lost

so you also love to return the favour

and he’s not all that hard to please all you have to do is push the right buttons and say the right things

but you prolong the process on purpose

because you too enjoy seeing him break under you

it’s just that he makes you feel so good about yourself 

he makes you feel like you’re everything he’s ever wanted and then some

will make you come on his fingers

and then lick them clean-

will make you come on his dick next

and break right after he can’t handle you becoming a mess on him

collapses next to you and laughs in disbelief because how good was that?

takes a few moments to gather himself, all the while caressing your skin 

and kissing you- the softest kisses

before he gets up and takes care of you

and he’s so so good at that

he’s cleaning you up, making sure you’re hydrated, helping you into bed and then the cuddlefest starts

lies against the pillows and then shifts you so that you’re basically half-lying on top of him

he loves when you rest your head on his chest, an arm and a leg slung over the top of him too

(half the reason he works out his shoulders and chest is so that you have more pillow surface area hehe)

in these moments he wishes he has three hands

one to hold you against him

one to caress and run through your hair

and one more to hold your hand with :(

he just has to settle for alternating between the three

and all the while he is just constantly. pressing. kisses. against the crown of your head

“i love you”

“i love you too, san”

and not even twenty seconds later

“i love you so much”

“i love you so much too, san”

repeatedly confesses his love to you because it’s true he loves you so much it’s crazy

and when he can hear the sleep starting to cling to your voice, he’ll wish you goodnight

with many more kisses to go along with it <33

he doesn’t let go of you once during the night

Mingi

have you seen his hip rolls-

okay from the start

9/10 times it starts with you cuddling

it’s all good and nice and fluffy and you’re watching something or just scrolling 

he just likes to be in physical contact with you in any way

one of you is mindlessly touching the other- very casual at first

casual kiss on your bare shoulder or you kissing his jaw or knuckles

until one of you is in the mood and starts touching the other with purpose

and wait until the other starts squirming visibly

if you’re in his lap? you’re gonna feel it before he can even tell you

and you turn around all smug

but he doesn’t give you time to react because he will kiss you

he���s also prob really big on makeouts

he just loves the feel of his lips on yours as if they’re made for each other

or his tongue inside your mouth and the way you move under him while he kisses you

will have a good proper makeout session before you proceed

his hands will literally travel everywhere

plays with your breasts as he kisses you

also he will kiss every inch of you

and when he goes down on you?

he knows his nose brushing against your clit is your undoing

and he takes advantage of it

the tip of his nose glistening undoes something in you-

will basically make out with your clit

and make you come multiple times on his fingers and tongue before he gives you what you want

those hands squeezing your hips along with that really don’t help-

eats you out like a man starved

but before that

he’s also the type to get his own fair share of oral

and you would love to please him as well

you want that

you love it when he rolls his hips, clutching your hair, whether his cock is in your mouth or inside you

and when you’re having sex even tho he gives dom energy, he likes you on top

he’s just gonna be holding your hips and making you bounce on him

he’s gonna slow it down, make it bouncy ;) 

your hands on his chest

he’s gonna watch you with those eyes

and groan a lot it fuels you

it drives him crazy when you snake a hand down to your front to circle your own clit

and when you climax and collapse against his chest, he’ll hold you steady against his chest and grip your ass

will plant his feet against the bed so that he can pump up into you

i feel like he can be pretty filthy in the best way

like he likes it messy

he wants to make you a mess in every sense

he will spill inside you all over you and be proud of it and look at the mess like it’s a work of art

and the air smells of sweat, sex and love <3

will probably prompt another round-

if he lets you have your way first, he’s def going to have his way in the second round

and that could entail a lot of things

but at some point, it’s definitely gonna be him pinning your wrists down on the bed with one hand

while his own thighs holds your open

and he makes you see stars with his fingers alone

and at some point

it’s going to be him pounding relentlessly into you, a hand on your back pinning you down to the bed

and the second round is always so much more intense

you think you’re spent? he knows exactly how to get you riled up again

but he knows when you’re tired and done even when you say you want more

so he just turns very soft all of a sudden and kisses you like a boy having his first kiss

because he’s so in love with you :(( 

and then he’s gonna tell you what you mean to him

he’s gonna make you look at him as he tells you how beautiful you are and how you mean the whole world to him

sometimes he sees doubt in your eyes but he won’t go away until he clears it

and then you’re both giggling and he’s looking around wondering what to do

“the towels first, please,” you giggle again and he hops off the bed, laughing to himself

probably drags you in the shower with him too and teases you a lot there

so much that sometimes you have another round there-

always so fun with him innit

but he makes sure you’re fed, hydrated, clean and content before he joins you in bed and the cuddlefest starts

human pillow i said what i said

and he’ll caress your hair or skin as he tells you about something that happened at work or you rant about something that annoyed you today

and he jokes and teases you and you slap his chest and he’s suddenly a laughing mess and you’re joining 

and then at some point, you both fall asleep in each other’s arms <3

Wooyoung

omega vibes.

a bratty sub

and wooyoung literally ousts himself as having a degrading kink

not his heart fluttering when hongjoong bossed him around

he likes to tease you and frustrate you all day

a quick smirk here

a sneaky touch there 

feel like wooyoung would also make you wear vibrating panties or put a remote-controlled vibrator in you

will turn the vibration up at the worst times

like when you’re talking to someone or when it’s super quiet

he’ll give you the cheekiest grin from across the room

especially when a noise accidentally slips out of you

he loves watching you awkwardly fumble and pretend you didn’t just moan

sometimes in the bedroom when he’s pressing the vibrator against your clit, he’ll pull away at the last second just before you reach your orgasm

and he’ll be like oops sorry :))

until the sexual tension makes you snap

he lets you flip him over or pin him against the wall as you kiss his lips swollen and mark his neck until it’s bruised

and you can feel how smug he is

he loves when you show him his place

and when you mark him with hickeys

you’ll push him onto the bed

and sometimes you tie his wrists together

he’s such a brat you can’t help but try and tame him even when you know it’s hopeless

so you just give up midway and he’s all smug and laughing and you’re like okay have your way then

it’s just very fun with him never a boring moment

and feels like a game of who has more control (you’ve got equal points)(you’re both in negative)

you bet he keeps a record of that

also he gets turned on at the strangest of times

you’re cleaning and he saw you bend down to get that dust? he’s turned on

you almost tripped and made the cutest face afterwards and he teases you but you glare at him? he’s turned on

but the same goes for you

all he has to do is roll his sleeves and display his delicious veiny arms while he cooks

and you’re a whining mess

he knows it

we all love wooyoung in the kitchen

speaking of the kitchen-

no one would eat the food he makes if they knew how many times he’s fucked you on the countertop lol

but he fucks you on every surface he can so-

he loves going down on you mostly because of the noises you make when he’s eating you out

and he knows exactly what move of his tongue or lips against your core earns what noise

he knows you have a thing for his nose digging into your clit too 

so he’s gonna make the most of it ;) 

will let your thighs squeeze him as he makes out with your clit

but when he pushes them apart? the veins on his arms pop and you can’t help but run your fingers all over them 

his arms are just such a work of art

and then he’s trailing kisses up your body and kissing you as if he’s short on breath

also has a thing for fisting your hair when you go down on him 

and oh goodness does he make the most pretty sounds you’ve ever heard

basically the two of you live to rile the other up no matter what way it is <3

when he’s finally inside you, he’s either taking full control or just letting you do whatever you want there’s no in-between

mostly it’s the latter because he loves to see you ride him

but just because you’re on top of him doesn’t mean you’ve got full control. he makes sure you know that

because he is going to pound into you from under you and make you see stars <3

aftercare is something ingrained in him

it’s like he gets all his energy back just to take care of you :(( 

he’s fussing over you, not letting you move before he cleans you up and makes you drink or eat something

he has to give the green light for you and at this point, you let him

because who wouldn’t enjoy a fussy woo??

and then he’s like “let’s shower together ;) “ and you’re like

“ah. is that what all of this was for?”

not complaining though

but the best part about showering together isn’t another round- that’s rare

you simply love it when you’re washing each other up

he loves when you shampoo his hair and massage his scalp

and he rubs the knots out of your neck or arms or thighs

wherever you might be feeling sore from your escapades lol

there’s still a couple of teasing remarks and wandering hands here and there

but he makes sure you’re all warm and dry before he tucks you into bed or wraps you in a huge fluffy blanket on the couch

he’ll insist that you do nothing while he cooks up a small meal for you two because if you two hadn’t become distracted during the process of making dinner, then you two are hungry from the energy you’ve expended LOL

and when he’s made sure you’re absolutely full he’ll cuddle you until you both succumb to food coma

Jongho

we all know he’s not physically affectionate

but boi does it look like he’s been doing this all his life

big on foreplay

gets you all hot and bothered first with the way his fingers run over your arms or your thighs

gentle squeezes in between or like something muttered in your ear

until you can’t take it anymore and you make the first move

slow kisses are his things like he loves the intimacy when you’re just making out like you have all the time in the world

and he’s shy at first def, will laugh and joke between kisses just so he can get super comfortable

before he turns into a monster

peppers kisses all over your face :( 

has a knack for making you feel like you’re the most precious thing in this world

to him you are <3

has a thing for necks

will kiss your neck and your sweet spot until it turns red

probably nibble on it too he’d love to see you marked by him

will trail kisses all the way down

will play with your breasts for the longest time as well

just teasing you and making a mess out of you

before he lets his fingers touch you down there and find you already soaked

and god does it give him an ego boost

anddd that’s where things get interesting

watches your every move when he touches you down there 

and has a shit-eating grin on his face throughout 

(which you love you’re not even gonna complain)

he’s gonna make you come multiple times on his fingers that’s a given

he loves to watch you move under him and will probably have a hand on your stomach to brace you and refrain your movements

which drives you so fucking crazy

you’re going to beg for him before he ever lets his cock near you

and when he’s ready for that, he’ll make it so agonisingly slow

will 100 percent grip your thighs as he spreads them apart and just let you feel him against you

before he enters you

he takes a moment to relish in the feeling of your tight walls against him- he can never get enough of that

will pump slowly into you first before it becomes rushed and then-

uses his strength to manhandle you into the position that he wants

he’ll hook his arms under your knees and pound you against the wall pls i need holy water stat

in your bedroom, in your living room, in the shower

omg when he gets all sweaty

and his muscles are glistening as they ripple with his movements lol

dom.

growls in your ears

smacks your ass 100 percent. 

it drives him crazy to feel you trembling against him

or the way your nails dig into his shoulders and drag down his back as he fucks you

he thrives on the sounds you make to the point you’d almost think he’s getting off on that alone

if you come before him, he won’t stop pounding into you until he does

and boi does he still have some stamina left

but you have all the time in the world so he’ll take it slow again

build it up

make you want him again before he touches you

and it just keeps getting more heated, more interesting as the night gets darker

will make sure you’re not overwhelmed though, he really doesn’t want you to feel weird at any point of it all

he wants what you want, to the point you sometimes have to beg him to tell him what he wants

because he’s always focused on pleasuring you and you want to return the favour too

so on the rare occasions that he does let you take the reins, you make it a night he won’t forget ;)

by the time you’re done you’re so tired but this man still has some stamina

so he takes you to the shower with him and washes you up :( <3

dries your hair for you too :( 

you’re so sleepy by now but he’ll carry you to bed :(

and then you cuddle and make jokes until you fall asleep feeling the most content ever

and even though jongho is starting to feel tired too, he fights to stay awake just so that he can cherish the feeling of you in his arms for just a little longer

presses soft little kisses on your forehead and down the tip of your nose and over your cheeks and along your jaw

he’s so soft please

when he really can’t hold off sleep any longer he’ll tuck you closer under his chin before he drifts off too with a smile on his face

has the audacity to giggle at you with his gummy smile when he sees you hobbling the next day because you’re kinda sore

but he’ll be at your beck and call for anything you need the rest of the day <3

[myungjaes-luvv]

MORE BF!JAEHYUN HARD THOUGHTS PLEASE?! is he messy? does he like hair? does he want you to squirt? does he want you to squirt ON him? does he rub it against your cunt while you're squirting?? does his tongue hang out while he pants?? does he mewl and whimper even though he's the one drilling into you??? would he lick your whole body clean??? *bribes you with a 🍪 *

OH ANON.........

you dont understand what this did to me... (this is all open for discussion as well, hmu)

this is probably gonna be a longggg list, so buckle up

warnings: squirting, oral (f & m rec), edging, dry humping, anal play (m rec), i mention a mommy kink like once, breeding kink

hard thoughts + requests: open (enha, bnd, &team, wayv)

boyfriend!Jaehyun (nsfw)

i'm part of the "jaehyun has an oral fixation" agenda

he literally needs something in his mouth at all times

that could be your fingers, your pussy, your panties, literally anything

INCREDIBLY messy

WILL send both of you into overstimulation because it just feels too good

loves when he makes you squirt

likes the way you clench around his cock or his fingers

the way your legs shake has him feeling dizzy

genuinely doesn't care if you're shaven or not, pussy is pussy

begs you to ride his face

loud

SO LOUD

yes he's whimpering when he's the one fucking you

yk how he cries easily?

that doesnt change during sex.

certified cry baby

DRY HUMPING

he will get off just by humping your leg if you let him!!

loves when you make him cum in his pants, even though its messy and he feels gross and sticky after

edging. oh my GOD please edge him

has his eyes watering so fast if you get him so close and then pull away

loves the intensity of finally cumming after being edged for a long time

YANK HIS HAIR

he LOVES his hair being pulled

especially when he's eating you out

im also a big believer that he'd be into anal idk

like hey if it feels good it feels good

would be in the CLOUDS if you sucked him off while fingering him

a head pusher when you're sucking him off

will cum down your throat if you let him

breeding kink tbh

if you let him, he's cumming inside every time he fucks you

likes tasting himself on you afterwards

definitely a switch, mostly sub leaning though

boobs or ass? literally both.

just wants to touch you fr

jaehyun's a body worshipper

he just LOVES you

im personally not a fan of mommy/daddy kinks but.

he'd call you mommy without realizing it and then get all embarrassed when you play into it

if you call him your puppy tho...

he's a goner

IM DIZZY!!!!!! LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT MORE

[jadeddangel]

Jolly good day to you, my fine fellow! 🎩

May i be so daring as to request your finest lute x fem!reader trying ✂-ing for the first time? Bottom!reader if you would so indulge me. I believe it would make for an outstanding, perhaps showstopping fic if you will!

Idk why I typed it liked that, thanks for reading my nonsense 💀

BAHAHAHAHA IM CACKLING I FUCKING LOVE YOU ANON

Lute x reader

Warning: sexual themes, cursing and I think that's it

An: so sorry it's short if somebody requests another ill try and make it longer

Do not interact if you are under the age of 18 or of legal age

The room felt muggy and humid it felt like you were burning alive, but lute just wouldn't stop rocking her hips against yours, desperate for some form of pleasure.

Now, let's backtrack. You and lute have been dating ever since the incident with vaggie. And unlike how many would view your relationship being one-sided lute's like a pussy-whipped kitten behind closed doors. This means that most of your evenings ended in sex and cuddles. You and lute hadn't really experimented much. You usually stuck to oral and strap-ons.

But about Wednesday of last week, Lute brought up something new, something she was eager to try, and that was scissoring. Over the week, Lute had been preparing; doing research, making sure she knew what she was doing, and overall making sure that you would feel good too. And that puts you where you are right now.

Your legs were spread one of your thighs over lutes as she grinded your clits together, you had been here for hours, the sheets of your shared bed sticking to your skin due to the sweat and arousal that soaked your skin. Lute leaned down and kissed you feverishly, like if she didn't, she would lose you. Lutes wings were standing straight out, shaking a bit from her overstimulation. You were crying, cheeks were tear stained, and you were drooling. Since your mouth was open, Lute took the opportunity to push her tongue into your mouth, exploring around slightly. Lute soon pulled away for air, panting, whining, and soft moans, leaving her lips as she started to get close. "Oh fuck babe~ I'm so close~ so so close, are yoy gonna cum for me too? I want you to cum for me just one more time~" Lute mused into your ear . You were loosing your mind, your body already reacting to words as you started to get close, "l-lute! Fuck fuck fuck!!" You sobbed out clinging onto her for dear life needing something to ground you as you came again shaking a bit. Lute came soon after you her hips finally stilling as she finished riding out her high. You were exhausted already starting to pass out. Lute chuckled breathlessly, "Baby? Cmon, you gotta tell me how it was. " Lute teased tapping your cheek to try and wake you a bit more. You groaned. "It was great lute in just really tired. Can we clean up in the morning?" You whined a bit like a child that won't get what they want. Lute sighed and shook her head "Alright alright if that's what you want, but don't get snappy at me when you're all sweaty and gross in the morning" lute laid down next to you pulling you close for cuddles. And soon after, you fell asleep, thankful for the fact you both had tomorrow off.

[sunflower-ozzy-online]

Laios NSFW Alphabet

I'm having trouble writing smut for Laios outright so here are some head canons in the form of a NSFW alphabet. These will be the basis of any fics I write going forward as well.

let me know if I missed any important tags.

Laios Touden/Reader

Additional Tags: Smut NSFW Alphabet Challenge Cock Warming Butt Plugs Anal Sex Pegging Sexual Roleplay Penis In Vagina Sex Sexual Content Oral Sex Cunnilingus Blow Jobs Monsterfucker Laios Touden Aftercare Food Kink Aphrodisiacs BDSM Service Top

Laios my sweet boy, you deserve so many more reader insert fics.

Laios NSFW Alphabet

slight vore mention but not enough to put as a tag.

Written mainly with a reader with a vagina in mind but should be inclusive to readers with penises.

Receiving- If it was early in your relationship, he would possibly ask for reassurance or if there was anything he could change for next time. He would get more confident and better at reading your needs as he gets more experienced.

A = Aftercare (what they are like after sex)

Giving- Depending on if the session was intense or not his aftercare would differ as well. If you need specific aftercare, be sure to tell him, he’s not going to pick up on hints. For best results discuss needs BEFORE sex. He would be very open to what you suggest and make sure to remember your needs after a lil breather. Without a prior discussion he would check on how you were feeling and get snacks and some water to replenish afterwards.

Yours- Have you SEEN the orc panel of him talking about the chiefs’ wives????? He loves someone who is soft and chubby especially if they have a nice round butt, pillowy chest, and soft tummy. No matter what size you are he would love the place where your spine meets your hips for some reason. He always places his hand there while walking through a crowded place trying to keep track of you and not get overstimulated in crowds.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and their partner’s)

Theirs – He loves his arms and hands. How strong they are after he has trained for so long to become strong enough to swing his sword and protect those he cares about. He loves to watch them enter you, paying attention to how your fluids coat them.

He may compare your taste to different monsters he’s tasted absentmindedly, you knew what you were getting into.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Theirs- his cum is thick and not too watery. He doesn’t cum an unreasonable amount, but it is more than average. He does have an above average amount of precum, almost as soon as he gets hard his poor cock starts leaking in excitement. I don’t know how to explain it but his cum is a little muskier than the average. WOULD DEFINITELY want to test how different foods affect how it tastes once he finds out that it’s a thing. At first, he would do it by himself, tasting it after he jerks off or secretly after he came on you. Once he has gotten more comfortable, he will bring it up to you, seeing if you are into his little experiment. If you weren’t then he would try to eat food that he thinks makes it taste better before asking for head/ or more often. IF YOU DO, he will repeat his experiments and see which food made it taste better to you. He would then ask if you wanted to.

Yours/ semen- he would be so upset if you wouldn’t let him taste your cum, but he would accept it. If you do, he licks up every drop he can if it's on him or you. Before he puts it in his mouth, he would mess with it slightly to feel its thickness.

Yours/ slick (once again idk what to say) –He will lap at you every time he has the chance (with permission of course) He would go for the kiss after going down on you so be sure to let him know if that is not something you’re into. Instead of wiping his mouth afterwards he would be very gross about it and lick it off of himself, not wanting to miss any of it.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

As much as he tells you he doesn’t want to have sex in the dungeon it is one of his secret fantasies. Something he prefers to just play out in his head than ever wish into real life. The idea of seeing you fucked by one of the monsters in front of him while he watches gets him so hard so fast, as well as him being pleasured by a monster while you watch. Or ideally you both being simultaneously pleasured by a dryad or the like.

 He worries that one day he will be a victim of nightmares and then while they are being cooked the group sees his wildest sexual fantasies play out in the steam. While it haunts his dreams it also makes him aroused.

He is not very experienced honestly although he had a fiancée previously, I don’t see him wanting to have sex outside of a relationship, and not having any previous relationships where he felt comfortable enough to have sex, including his previous engagement which I think was probably arranged. He knows about sex in a very scientific way, maybe reading a smut book that had sirens or succubae in it mistaking them for genuine monster resource books. He finished reading it and secretly kept it with him and rereads it occasionally.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they are doing?)

He ideally wants to look at you during sex so missionary, cowgirl, and the like are his go to. He likes the amount of control he has in doggy style, but he doesn’t like not being able to see and touch you as freely as he wants to. He would love putting you in a mating press, getting so close to you and observing your facial expressions thrusting deep into you while having access to your clit/ dick.

He knows the simple stuff but anything further you're either going to have to teach him or tell him to research it, which he will be very open to.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He would love for you to ride his face though, letting his tongue reach deep inside you hand on your hips pulling you down so you are as close as possible.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

For someone with a dick/ strap, he would want to ride you, taking it at his own pace. If he was in a particularly submissive mood, then he would want to be in a sudo-spooning position with his top leg hitched up to his chest to you could reach deeper into him, your chest pressing into him, arm reaching around to play with him as you thrust.

In the beginning he takes it very seriously, as if he is completing a task, trying to make you feel good. As he gains more confidence, he would begin to be a little bit goofier, making jokes or observations as he thinks of them. He would love to playfully bite you while you’re concentrating to get you out of your own head a bit.

For his partner he would definitely prefer them to have hair down there vs. being cleanly shaven. He wants to smell you, he will tell you that to your face if you ask if he cares.

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He tends to be well-shaven and groomed upstairs due to the fact that he doesn’t want to look like his dad, naturally leaning toward being unkempt. But downstairs where he typically doesn’t pay attention it would be up to his sexual partner, if you have it a way you like it, he would try to keep it that way, just genuinely not having a preference. His pubes are slightly darker than his head hair, and on the straighter and thicker side.

In a way, he can be kinda scientific at the start. Noting what you like, what you don’t that it doesn’t lead to much intimacy. As he gets more familiar or heated, he will be very intimate and vulnerable. He will compliment you and whisper sweet things to you. He wants to be close to you, letting your souls mix together and breathe the air from your lungs, wanting to consume you in anyway he can.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

 After you two meet and he started having feelings for you he would start getting boners just from your presence, if he wasn’t clear on his crush yet it would be so confusing for him “is this a side effect of a monster, or magic in the dungeon?” Not wanting them to interfere with his focus he would either ignore them, or if he couldn’t he would quickly get off.

J = Jack off (masturbation head canon)

Before you he would only masturbate as a stress reliever whenever he was especially pent up. Though that would be very rare.

After you two get together but before you had sex he would jerk off, feeling hot thinking of you and feeling a little ashamed.

After you first had sex, he would tell you almost immediately if he got hard and ask if you wanted to have sex. He would prefer to handle it with you but would be satisfied with a quick self-care session, thinking of you and being disappointed it didn’t feel the same. Thinking about how he was so spoiled now, in a positive way.

Bondage – both on him and his partner- especially suspension sex where his partner is suspended.

 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Monster fucking (obviously)

Dom/Sub dynamics -He’s a service dom-leaning switch and he enjoys the structure and rules this type of sex lends itself to. He would want to use safe words even outside of BDSM sessions.

Sexual eating- like eating off of someone or feeding his partner/ his partner feeding him.

Cock warming- he is so touch-starved after years of being socially isolated especially romantically.

Light Impact play- this goes with the BDSM aspects- he doesn’t want to hurt his partner that much but if they are into it, he would be very willing. He likes it on himself when combined with sensory deprivation, giving into his partner completely. He loves the tingles on the skin it leaves after the impact though anything more he would be averse to. He would want you to feed him while blindfolded too, guessing what you’re feeding him.

 Roleplay- he would love multiple types of roleplaying but be prepared he does not half-ass his roleplaying and it would be a turn off if you did too.

Aphrodisiacs- especially if it’s related to monsters/ made from monsters. He naturally has a fairly low sex drive and would be interested in the type of desperation and intensity they offer.

Sensory deprivation- as mentioned before, especially if it accompanied with impact play. He likes the idea of completely trusting someone and being at their will.

Pegging/ Anal on him- he wants to explore all types of pleasure with you so he would try it once, then become really into it, the feeling of being so full of you intoxicates him.

Anal on someone with a vagina- similar to above he wants to explore all types of sexual things with you, though he would prefer being inside your pussy. He thinks using butt plug for you is a perfect answer. (Bonus get matching but plugs and he would swoon.) If you don’t like it he would be willing to live with out it.

Overstimulation- both giving and receiving.

Not necessarily a kink but he would want to be sexually stimulated/ sexually stimulate you while cooking.

Lactation

Nipple play

Vore- mainly in theory I don’t wanna explain.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He doesn’t like degradation. Giving or receiving. If it’s something you really like the furthest, he would go would be name calling like “his slut” or “his whore’.  Same with him receiving it.

At your place. He lives with his sister and probably wouldn’t move until married or…. Other things. So, he would prefer not to risk his sister walking in or telling her not to come home while you're over. He would also be down for renting out somewhere like a hotel or a private room at a bathhouse.  If possible, his favorite place would be someplace pretty in nature with no risk of being caught. Feeling free in nature, taking pleasure in each other’s bodies.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

He for sure gets turned on by eating certain monsters, or just seeing them. If you were open to it, he would talk about them and what he likes about them with you during foreplay. Other things would be you displaying public affection for him verbally. He wouldn’t be a big fan of public physical displays of affection more than handholding or a chaste kiss but if you tell him, you love him or compliment him in public then he would get very excited. He loves it when you make it clear you aren’t ashamed of him.

N = No (something they would not do, turn offs)

Because it would be possible in universe, he would not want to kill you and bring you back to life. IDK why I feel like this should be stated, he also doesn’t like it if/when you risk your life for him.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Prefers to give, but we knew this already. Would want to give you oral almost every day, plus he's good at it. Paying attention to what you like and staying on the course. He would do THE MOST to make you feel good, he is somehow more verbal while giving oral than receiving it. Outside of the absolutely lewd clicking and licking sounds, he would whine while giving you oral and would orgasm untouched just by how excited it makes him.

When receiving oral he would enjoy it as well but wouldn’t ask for it outright much more preferring if it’s something you initiate. He would have his resting bitch face for the start, focusing on you and how you look. After it gets hotter and more intense, he would let out little whines and try to stop his hips from thrusting into your mouth. He wants so bad to be good for you. He would only pull his gaze from you as he gets close to his height, trying not to climax before you are ready. He likes when you pay attention the veins running up his cock, he is not a fan of making you gag, though he does take pleasure in the sensations it sends running up his cock, it makes him feel bad that you may be uncomfortable.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He tends to start slow and deep, thoroughly stretching you and letting you feel every inch of him. He wants to please you so he will try to do what you want but left to do what he wants he is honestly a little all over the place. He will speed up out of nowhere being rougher and sloppy as if he just can’t get enough.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)4

He does not want to risk being seen in public. He knows he’s not very socially aware and doesn’t want to make anyone dislike him by putting them in an awkward position.

Not a big fan of quickies. If you're in the dungeon and you need him, he will take you aside and take care of your needs up against a wall, after he has checked for traps.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

You would have to bring up anything risky for him to try out right, he will not pick up on cues you drop. Even then he would be on the safer side of sex, willing to indulge in many things as long as he is prepared and there is a safe way to do it. He is more afraid of hurting you than himself honestly, especially if you want to have sex in the dungeon. He knows that you can be healed but he doesn’t want to take the risk of you being seriously hurt or worse eaten and digested.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

As long as he remains untouched, he can make you feel good for hours. Whether he’s edging you or overstimulating you he will go for as long as you will let him. But if you touch him or let him in on you, he will last one round or two at most. He gets so into it and drunk on your touch that he’s almost tipsy afterwards and will want to just be by you after he orgasms.

After you he would be so into toys, mainly for you and to help you feel good. Though he would be so excited to try a monster inspired dildo/ sheath for you to fuck him with. Would want to use a monster based aphrodisiac with you, consensually. Also, if you got him a flesh light/dildo that was molded after you to take with him when he had to leave, he would probably bust upon seeing it. He would be too shy to use it in the dungeon and would probably leave it at home, afraid of losing it or having one of his party members see it. He would use it when Falin wasn’t home, and he couldn’t see you though.

T = Toys (do they own toys? Do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Before you he may have bought some sort of self-sex powder made from a monster, but he was too scared to use it. Other than that, he didn’t really indulge in himself that much.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

When in control he tends to be on the quieter side maybe like 30-50% volume, mainly small grunts and whines will escape. He will try to dirty talk or talk you through it, complimenting you and encouraging you.

He's not big on teasing, not verbally at least. He will want to make you horny in public and then do nothing about it until you both are at your place. But when its time he wants to get to the pleasure in a reasonable amount of time, letting the tension and excitement build but not being cruel about it. He has some self-worth issues so he gets off on you telling him how much you want him so he will tease you a little bit until you tell him how desperate you are for him.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

After you get into a stable and official relationship, he would introduce roleplay. As I mentioned before roleplay with him can be intense but one scenario he likes and can be lax about is roleplaying that you are the spouse of some wealthy or high up person and are all alone and new to the island and he is your security guard/ knight your spouse sent to protect you on your travels. You meet in a tavern, and you tell him how lonely you are, that your spouse rarely pleases you. He tells you it would be wrong of him to take advantage of his boss’s trust but that he desires you as well. You would have saved up money to rent a nice room out for the night and you would rush to the room still in character letting your pretend yearning come to a climax.

When you are in control, particular if you are pegging him/ topping him he increases so much, the whining and moaning is almost every other breath for him, the volume level increases with the longer you’re fucking him and the closer he gets to his orgasm. Please overstimulate him he will turn unintelligent and insensible so fast, though he can’t handle it for very long before he drops.

W = Wild card (a random head canon for the character)

After this one scenario he would still call you by your honorable title out in public or in intimate moments.

X = X-ray (let us see what’s going on under those clothes)

He gets hard fairly often when he’s around you or thinks of you but that doesn’t mean that every time, he’s hard he wants to have sex or be touched. I think he is on the lower end of the sex drive when it comes to him wanting to be touched but on the higher end when it come to wanting to please you. I also head-canon him as greysexual so for most of his life he didn’t experience a lot of sexual attraction to people, nor did he want to satisfy himself in that way very often. He gets pleasure from tasting you and making you get off, but it isn’t necessarily just sexual pleasure.

Listen, Laios is an average man physically. That part of his draw. He is about 6 inches hard and has a slightly above-average girth. He is a grower and not a shower, though while soft he is a bit closer to his full size than average. His dick is slightly paler than the rest of him, save for his pink tip which gets darker in hue the more he gets aroused.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Related to the stamina thing, if he orgasmed, he will be out within like thirty minutes, less if you let him remain in you or you stay in him. If he just pleasured you, he would wait until you fell asleep first before letting himself drift off.

He will get very horny sometimes, don’t get me wrong, there will be times where for a full week you would have to use a crow bar to pry him off of you. It just varies, he’s getting used to being comfortable in his sexuality.

Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Masterlist

[forwomenbiwomen]

is your bf not gentle with you omfg?? leave himm what is even the point

I KNOW IM EXPERIENCING THE WORST COGNITIVE DISSONANCE OF MY LIFE I'm sharply remembering that I'm not even in my 20s yet (few months to go) and I'm feeling the burn of teenage stupidity rn

Can I rant here? I'm gonna rant here hold on

Ok so without sounding like I'm bleeding out from Cupid's arrow he's genuinely very kind and thoughtful and generous to me, and has done everything right for the past two years where we've not argued once except for a few disagreements that we've mutually committed to solving as soon as possible and to the best of our ability. He's said he's stopped watching porn and I trust him bcs I have to have some level of trust to make it work.

Until this past week where I've gotten the ick. He is in love with me, I can see that. However. He seems to be exploring (?) things? Like he's pushed my head on the bed a bit roughly while we've had sex and put his fingers into my mouth when I don't like it and I've told him that blah blah. He has flung me about in rough ways and he has hurt me unintentionally before. He also does not read my body language AT ALL. It's our working theory that he's a littleee autistic. I come from an exceptionally well attuned family where things go without saying all the time and for him to ignore signals I think are obvious without saying and rude to say is weird to me. Just before, for instance, he kissed me and didn't let go even when I was struggling against him until I actually managed to get out protests. And I've told him to stop licking me which I find gross and violating bcs I hate germs and it's a disgusting feeling on my face but he's forgotten that apparently 🙄 and he'll attack me with kisses until I'm actually overstimulated to the point of freezing up

Ok I'm suffering but I'm gonna keep going whenever I talk about things that affect me emotionally he has to approach the conversation from a "different angle" so he "understands" me but I've come to think it's just exhausting to have to defend my position LIKE BEFORE I was talking about how my male psychiatrist told me I should go on SSRIs I don't want to go on bcs my ADHD meds haven't arrived and it's the next thing he could think of, and when I said I'll talk to my parents about it he shamed me for having "no autonomy". Anyway I told my boyfriend and he was saying well maybe you do need more autonomy and maybe the doctor's right and I was like DAMN. EVEN IF HE WAS I was really stressed and I needed to just have someone to listen to me. When I said this he got annoyed and was like "well do you want me to treat you like I would treat any normal person?" And I was like NO. I want you to treat me like your GIRLFRIEND and offer some support without immediate solutions

Feeling like a knife is in my heart but let's continue he's acting really fucking weird and immature recently, like making weird faces or trying to bite me or lick me like he licked my fucking scalp yesterday and I have never felt such abject cringe. And when I was talking to him before he couldn't seem to get off his fucking Instagram and I had to eventually be like babe no I actually want your attention here hello? But the immaturity combined with all of this has really given me the ick. Like it's just ugly of him when he does these stupid faces and won't shut up making noises.

OH MY GOD I was crying at the gym the other day I've said it on here and when I was home crying about it he wouldn't stop being fucking weird and playing with my hands and I tried to ignore it until I actually snapped and I just cried out "stop it" and he was like "ok well what do you want me to do then" and I was like idk just don't act absolutely oblivious when I'm crying please. And then he'll act like a baby if I'm mad until he decides it's actually serious and then he'll get super disappointed and nonchalant and blah blah.

I think these are the feelings I've been suppressing, actually. I think these are the feelings I don't want to admit to myself bcs even tho I've listed out the worst of him here the positives are so good. I just. Idk.

If I was reading this I would be horrified and disappointed in her that she would put up with this while claiming to be a radfem but obviously I'm not perfect bcs I'm dating a man in the first place lol. I'm better than whatever he's putting me through, and even tho I wanted this whole relationship to be perfect I don't deserve to lie and suppress my instincts and common sense bcs I love him.

I don't know what to say now bcs I'm going to be painfully vulnerable here and say I'm not sure I have the courage to break up with him bcs I do actually love him even tho he's weird as fuck lol. I don't know. I don't know. I'm still young and idk. Idk if I can talk to him about this and sort it out or if he's not worth my time, even tho I wish he was. I wanted it to be him so fucking badly I still do. I think I've lost too much blood from that fucking arrow tho 💘

Sorry anon for ranting I'm sad now I'm going to sit in my room and have a good hard think about this man

[love-fictional-ppl]

Bf!James Headcanons

Summary: sfw + nsfw headcanons for bf!james

Pairings: James Potter x gryffindor!fem!reader, platonic!marauders x fem!reader, platonic!lily evans x fem!reader

Warnings: language, James is a simp, nsfw stuff duh, underage drinking, switch!james, boobjobs, mention of pegging, cum (idk i think im js kinda fascinated by cum), oral(male and female receiving), breeding, slight choking, contraceptives, way more I just don’t feel like listing.

A/N: characters are set in their 7th year.

SFW:

First off, we all know this man is a simp for his girl. Like he is down bad.

This man will go and buy you candy from Honeydukes, he will buy you all sorts of stuffed animals, you name it.

Give him homemade gifts! He loves it! Collages, bracelets, small gift baskets, flowers and flower crowns

James absolutely loves when you have a shared class with him, the way you walk hand in hand to the class and sit a seat away from him. He constantly is passing notes back and forth with you and getting in trouble for it, but he doesn’t care one bit.

Sirius loves to tease James for how “pussy whipped” he is. James can’t even deny it.

Permanent puppy dog eyes when he looks at you.

Surprisingly good at gossiping with.

You steal his clothes and he is perfectly fine with it, in fact he prefers it. Sometimes he’ll even bring you a random piece of his clothing bc he wants you to wear it.

You were James’ date to the Yule ball. Sirius spiked the punch. Remus was a victim of the punch.

Oh god. One time the marauders went out to the shrieking shack and got super drunk, James wouldn’t stop whining for you. When the boys came back they sent Lily to fetch you. You got stuck sitting with one very intoxicated James Potter in the common room, you both wound up falling asleep on one of the sofas. The next morning you were woken up by James running to throw up.

Loves to take you on picnics next to the Black Lake. This boy can’t help spoiling you.

He just sneaks in the kitchens and the house elves give him all the food for your dates.

James’ parents adore you, their house is practically your second home.

You come to every quidditch game, you wear one of his scarves and wear as much gryffindor clothing as you can.

You scream James’ name and cheer for him, you give him a kiss after each game and you give him a little more than kiss when they win.

Play with his hair. He will start purring.

He smells like grass, sandalwood, cigarettes from sitting next to Sirius and aftershave

Will use your lotion, perfume, lipgloss, chapstick, boy don’t care.

NSFW:

Oh my lord. James is in love with your body. He wants to touch every part of you all the time.

mating press, full Nelson, cowgirl, missionary are his favorite positions. And let me tell you, he knows how to hit.

Boob jobs. He’s obsessed with them, he loves to make it messy by cumming all over your face and tits.

Ultimately James is a sub leaning switch. He’ll fuck you just how you want tho don’t worry.

James loves trying new things. He will come to you with porno magz he snatched from Sirius asking you timidly if you want to do that stuff.

He has the highest sex tolerance ever. James’ always hard and always needs to go, he can fuck 3-4 rounds b4 he’s down.

Peg him.

He’s so loud when he’s subbing. James will moan and whine and babble at you. When he’s in charge tho… he’ll dirty talk and groan and grunt, occasionally a whimper.

He loves to cum on you, on your face, tits, ass, thighs, pussy. He wants to see you drenched in it. He loves how messy and gross you look after.

James loves to cum inside of you also, he has a massive breeding kink. He will keep pumping you with his loads, so make sure to tell him to stop and learn sum morning after spells.

Prefers giving head over receiving. Don’t get me wrong, he loves blowjobs but he loves the taste of your pussy a tad bit more. James eats like a god too. He will overstimulate you just so he can slurp up your juices.

The blowjobs are great in their own way, the soft warmth of your mouth, how expertly you work his cock, oh and the gag reflex that drives him crazy. He almost busts on the spot.

He loves to fuck you in the showers after his games, his way of blowing off steam. After a particularly hard game, his hand may snake around your throat causing your vision to blur and you to lose your breath.

Getting handled by James is the definition of getting manhandled like a rag doll. He forgets his own strength.

He hates condoms, would rather pull out or some other contraceptive.

Baby is definitely a pervert and steals your panties, you know but just don’t care since he always returns them. He takes them to sniff and lick sometimes James wraps them around his cock and masturbates to the thought of your tight little cunt.

He is a fan of degradation and praise, giving and receiving.

Mommy kink. He will suck on your tits too, if you could produce milk, he would love it. Just wants you to baby him.

He has really sensitive nipples, do what you want with this info.

Good with after care, he’ll clean himself up then grab washcloth and wipe you down, afterwards lying down, cuddling you and thanking you.

Not proofread! I was bored ash so do what u want with this😭 ngl I kinda wanna write a stepdad!james fic next

[kithtaehyung]

ugh f*ck (m) | myg

— “who you belong to.”

title: UGH F*CK parts: one by @kookskingdom​, two by @yoon2k​​ pairing: yoongi x reader, seokjin x reader rating/genre: m ; smut ; boxer au ; boxer!yoongi , ring girl!reader summary: you tend to yoongi’s wounds after a match, even though you damn well know that someone is coming to pick you up. very, very soon. warnings: pwp, swearing, dirty talk, infidelity (that turns out to be consensual it’ll all make sense!!), fingering, penetration, unprotected (pls be safe), voyeurism, exhibitionism, consent wbk, rough sex, choking, degradation, humiliation, dom!jin, clit slapping, overstimulation, crying, daddy kink, touch of aftercare, sl*t/wh*re mentions, creampie, begging, orgasm denial, breast play, boxer yoongi??, rich suited up seokjin???, feelings??, just a yoonjin pwp idk what else to say note: this is a last-second surprise for @sugakookitty​!! dee, the theme is purely for you I CANT DO THIS AGAIN!! no more! and i have no excuses other than i was coerced by four people, and two of them are min yoongi and kim seokjin (whom i heard you were thirsting hard for lately!) lastly, ty to my brain for actually allowing this fic to happen note 2: umm.. this is also for the yoonjin stans lol also it’s p unedited so apologies! total word count: 6k drop date: december 16th, 2021, 1:22am est

Like every other time, Yoongi left the ring a champion. 

In fact, everything that happened today was as predictable as the changing of seasons. You got to work, prepped for the matches, turned down many drunken suitors, and wrapped everything up when the crowds filed out. 

The only thing you didn’t predict this time was how banged up Yoongi got during his fight. 

Are bloody noses and black eyes considerably normal for fighters? Absolutely. Which attests to Yoongi’s adept and efficient fighting style, really, since the man rarely garners anything worse than a few bruises. 

But this time? When you watched the big screens, it was hard to miss the busted lip, cut eyebrow, and multiple scratches on his face—injuries you knew he could feel and taste. You couldn’t express your concern while out in the stadium since you upheld professionalism, but as soon as you could catch him backstage you were at his side. 

“You should wash those out.” 

Yoongi waves you off as he walks further down the hall. “Don’t tell me what to do, doll. I got a press conference.” 

“They’ll get infected if you don’t,” you insist over the surrounding commotion, bare legs trotting to keep up and maneuver the corridor. “I’ve seen it before and it’s gross.”

A look is cast over his shoulder. Instead of listening to your attempts, he simply offers through a smirk, “If you’re such a pro, why don’t you do it then?” 

“What? Me?” 

“Yeah.” Yoongi adjusts the towel on his shoulders before stopping in front of solid double doors. “Be a good girl and wait in my room.”  

“But”–you pause, wondering if you should tell him that you need to leave on time today–“I don’t know if I–”

“You can,” he says with confidence. Adjusting your body so that you face the hallway again, he slaps your ass before ordering, “Now go, brat. I’m already late.” 

Checking your phone for any new messages, you cock a brow when nothing graces your lock screen. Odd. He’s supposed to be coming soon. 

But you still wait like the good girl you are. The good girl that deserves jail time. 

Laid out on the leather sofa that sits in Yoongi’s room, you start playing with the seams of your shorts, thinking about nothing and everything. The time he cornered you in your dressing room, the time you practiced with him and Hoseok and Namjoon… 

You should feel ashamed. Do you? You really should. Because what would h—

The swing of a door hits your ears. 

Jolting from the couch, you feel the intense aura Yoongi brings into the room, its magnetism and fire gravitating you to his form. Even while he’s on his phone, typing away, your reaction to his entrance is visceral. Foolish. That damned combination of confidence and aloofness is what always gets you, and you can see them both in the way he pockets his device and dumps himself where you were just lying.

Ass. He doesn’t need to slump his arms over the back of the sofa like a bored king.

“Well?”

Blinking at his already impatient tone, you reply, “What do you mean, well?”

Yoongi simply points to his sarcastic as fuck expression. “Get to it, miss nurse.”

With a roll of your eyes, you sigh, going over to him with heated steps. In a bout of pettiness, you yank the white towel from one side of his neck before strutting away to his sink, cheeks warming when you hear a gravelly laugh nudge your back. 

“If they ever change those uniforms, I’m retiring.” 

“You’ll never retire,” you retort, dousing the fabric in cold water. “Not as long as you’re making bank and fucking ring girls for free.”

Another puff of mirth erupts. “Read me like a fucking book.” 

“I assure you your book is like, two lines long.” When you’re done wringing the towel, you rummage through a nearby medicine cabinet for rubbing alcohol before making your way back. 

It’s not the silence that gives you pause, but the way Yoongi stares at you—a shrouded expression that you’ve seen grace his face more often lately. Swallowing your thoughts, you remind yourself that you really don’t have time to screw around—literally—so you need to make this quick. 

The plan was to sit next to him while cleaning his face. 

But the wide spread of his legs doesn’t make that possible.

“Can you move? I need to sit.” 

Yoongi’s smile is lopsided, and you absolutely abhor the fact that it’s even hotter while sporting a cut. He takes no arms off the back of the sofa, only prodding a cheek with his tongue before mentioning, “Got a seat for you right here, ring girl.” 

“Ugh, stop,” you plead, “I gotta go soon!”

“Then you better hurry up, huh?”

Huffing one last time, you wordlessly straddle his white sweats, already plotting revenge on his cockiness and entitlement. “Screw you, Min Yoongi,” you hiss to his shameless face checking out your bunched shorts and exaggerated cleavage. 

“Yes, please.”

When you feel a hand snake around to cup your ass, you swat it away. “No funny business. I’m just cleaning you up and heading out.” 

“Uh huh,” the boxer responds, obviously unconvinced.

The wounds on Yoongi’s face are already dried. Seeing his otherwise unblemished skin, still coated with a light sheen, you find it harder and harder to concentrate. 

Why the fuck does he have to be so attractive? And why the hell can’t you contain yourself around him anymore? Damn that stupid dressing room incident. And damn this man licking his lips while looking at yours. 

“Tick tock, doll.”

“Fuck,” you whisper, embarrassment drenching you when Yoongi grins in pride. “Okay, stay still.”

At first, you solely concentrate on cleaning and wiping the dried blood out of his cuts. Having seen this done dozens of times before, you already semi-knew what to do, making sure to get them ready for the antiseptic. 

But over time, your pinched brows and bitten lip slowly relaxed, giving away to a different expression. Surprisingly, cleaning someone’s injuries is quite intimate. And it doesn’t help that you’re straddling this particular patient, nor does it help that at some point, his eyes had also softened and his arms had wrapped around your waist. 

You’re completely silent when you stop wiping Yoongi down, not saying anything as you put alcohol on the towel. When you finally speak, your voice comes out as a whisper, “This part might hurt.” 

He only flicks his eyebrows up once in wordless reply, his eyes still staring at your tongue darting out to wet your lips. Strange. Usually he has a cheeky answer ready to fire. 

You get through the next part of cleaning without a hitch, trying your best to ignore the way Yoongi started rubbing his thumbs on your lower back. His phone even vibrated a couple times and he completely ignored it, which never happens—unless he’s rearranging someone’s stomach or is jammed into their throat. 

“That should do it,” you conclude, using the other side of the long towel to wipe him dry. “And now I really have to go.” 

“Kiss me.”

Your brain grinds to a halt. “What?”

“You heard me.”

Did you accidentally rub alcohol on his brain? What’s with him? You both know the only things you’re capable of are quick flings, though even those are crossing the line for you. He’s never once asked for something so simple. “Yoongi, I—”

“Just one.” He squeezes his veiny arms around you, licking the lips you just swiped clean. “Come on, pretty girl. Think of it as a thank you.”

“Fine,” you surrender, chucking the towel as close to the nearest bin as possible. “Entitled ass.”

“You love it.”

Staring at his face, perfect except for the dust of cuts and other wounds, you find him wildly attractive in the moment. Scarily attractive. Almost enough to make you—

His lips meet yours and cut your train of thought short. 

Already smothered in Yoongi’s embrace, you lean into his touch without any further coercion, slinging your arms around his sweaty neck and pulling at the ends of his hair. Fuck, you wanted to do this ever since he got in the ring. You want to do this every time he’s within two feet of your beating heart. 

He tugs your bottom lip before releasing it with a pop. “What did I just say,” he asks, voice deep and laden with cockiness. 

“Just shut up.” You smash your lips back onto his, rolling your hips like you’re more angry with him than anything. 

Because you are. Goddamn it, you are. Angry with him, with the man that gave him those wounds in the first place, with yourself–you aren’t quite sure. But you start to flex your thighs on his again and again and again, enough for a mischievous laugh to rumble from his chest.  

You know you don’t have a lot of time–no time, frankly–and yet you can’t force yourself away. Not in the slightest. Willpower has no meaning, especially when you start to feel evidence of his own lust building under your core. 

“Don’t seem rushed to leave now, do you? All it takes is getting you on my lap?” Yoongi swats your asscheek before grabbing it in his veiny hands. “Too easy.” 

“No, I…” You pepper kisses along his stupid face, careful to miss his injuries but careless with your words between each peck. “I need to go. He’s waiting for me. I shouldn’t be here.” 

Yoongi’s eyes remain lidded while you lather his face in your love. When you see them widen slightly at something behind you, no time is given for you to escape his death grip and sudden rough kiss to your puffy lips. 

What’s—

Light and sound burst into the room when the door opens, and your entire heart slams to the ground when you hear a very, horrifyingly familiar voice, 

“Yoongi! What’s up, my bro?” 

Holy fuck. 

Is that Jin?

Jin. Seokjin. Your boyfriend, Seokjin? 

Nothing can describe the outright dread you feel in your center, creeping down your limbs like sinister molasses and rendering you powerless. Life with Seokjin flashes before your eyes, second after second unraveling and pricking your heart until it bleeds out. 

You’re fully situated on Yoongi’s hard-on; Jin is standing in the doorway; Yoongi’s greeting him as if they’ve known each other for years.

“Sup, idiot.”  

“You didn’t see my texts?” Your nightmare slowly walks over with his hands in his suit pockets, hollow clinks echoing from under his high-end shoes. Mortified, you stay still—unblinking in your compromising position and feeling a burning sensation in the corners of your eyes. “Just left work early to pick up someone that needed a ride.”

It’s when he finishes his explanation that he finally looks down at your shock, features unmoving when he plainly greets, “Hi, angel.” 

You choke on an empty sob, biting your lip to keep it from quivering. It’s too late to make it seem like anything else, too late to dismount from Yoongi’s warmth. But instead of mentioning a breakup or vowing severe punishment, your boyfriend simply walks off to grab a chair, twisting it toward you and settling in. 

…What the fuck. 

What the fuck? 

What’s happening? What’s he doing? Shouldn’t this situation be a textbook example of how a relationship ends? You’re literally straddling another man’s thighs—panties and shorts soaked through and lips puffed and smeared—and your boyfriend grabs a goddamn seat?

And why did he come in only to say hi so casually to Yoongi? 

Your haze is sliced with words, considerate in meaning but cold in tone, “Don’t let me distract you.” 

Your eyes widen to the point of pain. “What?”

Seokjin simply dusts a speck of nothing off his thigh. “You’re clearly in the middle of something, sweetheart.” 

“But… I…” You strain your neck to keep your eyes on his lax form behind you, turning to briefly face Yoongi’s bored expression before swerving around again. “You’re not… Upset?” 

A chilling laugh bubbles from your boyfriend’s throat. It’s enough to cast goosebumps on your arms, and you can only sit there in complete awe. When he speaks, you turn into ice.

“You think I don’t already know?” 

Another devilish sound pierces you through. “Oh, doll… You have no idea, do you?” 

The sudden reveal throws you for a thousand loops, twisting your brain and dissolving it into mush. 

Jin knows? What does that mean? What does he know about? When you stare at Yoongi, taking in his fiendish smile and curved eyes, you can’t think of a single coherent thought. Your legs are suddenly both jelly and lead, unmoving when you try to yank yourself upward. 

“Go on then, sweetheart,” you boyfriend goads, “Your cunt’s already wet, isn’t it? I bet it’s throbbing just from getting caught, huh?” 

Why the fuck is he so right! 

A small whimper escapes you as Yoongi tugs you down onto his clothed cock, his eyes narrowed and glinting. “Answer him.” 

“Yes—”

“Louder.” 

“Yes!” you squeak out, whining when Yoongi lifts you and forces your deadened legs to cooperate in keeping you upright. As you stand limp before him, confused, he cocks his head. 

“If you wanna be a dirty whore so bad, show him then, princess.” 

You’re completely conflicted right now. On one hand, you’re hyper aware of your feelings regarding both of the men watching you, and the realization that they both know about each other still hasn’t quite processed in your brain. On the other hand, you really don’t know if your boyfriend is okay with what’s happening. Does he really not mind? Is he really okay with sharing? 

Turning to face him, you watch his dark expression when you ask, “Is this really okay?” 

“Now you wanna ask?” 

Your heart flatlines.

“What about all those other times, angel? Did you feel like asking me then?” 

His relentless onslaught is valid and destructive. You feel incredibly sick to your stomach, all the times you’ve gone behind his back now laughing at you with disdain. Without much prelude, tears start rolling down your cheeks and you feel a hollowness in your throat. “Baby, I—”

Jin’s already out of his chair, going to you and encasing you in his familiar cologne. When he brings a hand up, it’s only to softly cup your chin, his lips claiming yours in a deep, tender kiss right after. He’s uncaring about the way your lipstick smeared, or the way you must taste metallic, which further serves to confuse you. 

When Seokjin slowly pulls away, you meet his lidded eyes like he holds your entire existence in his palms. Rubbing your cheek with a thumb, he whispers, “It’s okay. I don’t mind, sweetheart.” 

As his hand falls away and his warmth leaves your chest, you breathe, “You don’t?” 

“With the way you always look at me? Even now? I know you know who you belong to.” Mocking contemplation, he leers at you while rubbing his chin.

And at his sudden drop in tone, you fear him more than Death itself. 

“I just need to see how you’re getting fucked behind my back, that’s all.”  

Oh, fuck. 

You are so fucked. 

“You heard your man, baby girl,” Yoongi finally growls, grabbing your hips and forcing you to fall back onto his lap. Roughly grabbing your face to squish it, he has you look straight at your boyfriend alongside him. “Let’s give him a show.” 

Jin’s already back in his seat, glaring as Yoongi drags your top downward to release your breasts. As you yelp, he cups your throat and snaps the band of your shorts. “Take these off. Hurry up.” 

Air supply cut short, you watch your boyfriend’s expression as you shakily tug down your uniform bottoms, lifting your ass off Yoongi’s legs to slide them off fully. Strings of your slick taper from your cunt as the garments hit the floor, and you can feel more than see the change in Jin’s eyes. 

Yoongi’s voice is deeper than trenches when he commands, “Spread those fucking legs. Wider.” 

You push your lips together as you obey, splayed out on Yoongi’s all-white tracksuit, drenched cunt facing your silent boyfriend. Your head rests heavily on his collarbone, but you can’t bring yourself to move. 

“You see that, hyung,” Yoongi questions from behind as he brings a hand down to open your lips further. “Knew she couldn’t wait to get caught. Dirty whore.” 

He gives your clit a quick slap before releasing your throat to get his dick out, and you gasp for precious oxygen while reeling from the pleasurable sting. 

The fact that Seokjin is actually fine with all of this happening intrigues you and turns you on tenfold, your highest fantasy being this exact scenario unfolding right now. How did you get so lucky? It’s like they both knew exactly what you needed, wanted, craved before anything else.

Yoongi was on his phone when he came into the room initially. Was Seokjin the one he was texting? This is all too much to take in. But they’re both here, both acutely aware of everything you do, devouring you with their eyes. 

Despite this ridiculous miracle, something is missing. You feel it in your bones. 

Is it the fact that you want to be… rightfully punished for this? For your sins? It can’t be that. It can’t be how you truly feel. 

But when Yoongi growls his next words, you banish all of those thoughts at once. 

“You should be fuckin’ ashamed.” 

What you feel against your back is his cock—solid as a rock; what you feel against your front is his fingers seizing a nipple and pulling hard. You cry out at the pain, whimpering when his hand slips down to tease your clit. 

“Deepthroating us behind his back. Getting a train run on you. Telling him nothing.” 

Two fingers plunge into your cunt, curling upward to hit exactly where you want them to. You’re temporarily blinded and screaming out indecipherable syllables. 

“Finger-fucked while he’s right in front of you. Can’t believe he still wants to fuck this cunt. You don’t deserve him.” 

“I don’t,” you agree wholeheartedly as your body fucks long fingers, eyes shooting lust right into the ceiling. “I don’t.” 

“Lift your ass up. You’re gonna take this dick like the ungrateful slut you are.” 

Shit, did you just hear Jin groan? 

Teeth nick your ear before pouring more and more filth inside. Abruptly, soaked fingers are removed from your core with another quick slap, skirting around your hips to lube a throbbing cock behind you. As your vision descends back to your boyfriend, your lower back feels just how wet you got Yoongi’s digits. 

“I said lift this ass up.” When rough hands grip your hips, you feel your asscheeks grind up Yoongi’s jacket, sweat and desire causing your skin to slide and heat up to a thousand degrees.

Immediately, you’re speared by Yoongi’s girth, arching your back and crying out when your cunt pulses wildly against its wide head. Your legs shake on impact, straining every muscle to keep yourself upright. “Yoongi!” 

“That’s right, princess,” he grits into your neck, thrusting up into you without a shred of hesitation. “Keep saying who you really belong to.” 

Jin’s low voice darts across the room in an instant, “Watch it.” 

You’re absolutely certain Yoongi’s grinning back in response behind your mussed hair and bouncing chest, and being the object of both their desires in the moment flings you into another universe of ecstasy. Hands make their way to both of your breasts, groping them hard before pinching your nipples. 

“Fuck!” Your breath is next to gone, lost to moans and whines as you’re being wrecked between your legs. 

“You like that?” Both of Yoongi’s arms tug you down, slamming you right to the base of his cock and holding you there to take his fast movements. He completely revels in your cries when he laughs, “Of course you do. Dirty fucking whore.” 

It hurts so good. Your walls are being spread again and again and again, and you have to relax them to allow Yoongi more room to intrude. “Oh, my god,” you gasp out, “Yoongi, please!” 

He has to know your legs are giving out. That your thighs are blocks of exhausted muscle—nothing more. But even if he does, Yoongi doesn’t care in the slightest, ramming his cock inside you so deep that your stomach will walk away with the same bruises on his face. 

“Your girl feels so good around my cock, hyung,” he taunts, his hot breath rolling down your sweat-slicked chest. “It’s like she doesn’t want me to leave.” 

When you listen for a reply, you only get silence. And that seems to delight the younger man in the room, his dark chuckles assaulting your earlobe. 

Damn him and his laughs. You can help but clench around his dick, and his reaction to that is to burst in higher pitched glee. “That’s right, baby girl. You know you’re really mine.” 

The scraping of metal chair legs grinds your ears, and you snap your eyes to where your boyfriend is leaving his seat. 

Oh, fuck. Is he leaving? No no no he can’t leave. Is he really mad now? Fuck, he’s livid. He doesn’t want you anymore. 

“Baby!” you suddenly plead, “Come here—” 

“Save it.” 

Fuck! He didn’t even address you by any names. Fuck fuck fuck!

Tears are rolling down your face, taking your makeup with them. “Jinnie—” 

“Jinnie’s not concerned with a slut like you,” Yoongi sneers, thrusting up into you and making you see stars. You’re so damn conflicted, feeling euphoric in this state and in an outright panic in your gut. Why the hell do you feel this way? “Fuck, Jin, she’s clenching around me so fucking hard. This your girl?” 

“I am,” you cry out. Pulling all your strength from your center, your lips quiver when you finally address Jin how you want to, how you’ve never addressed him anywhere else outside his lavish penthouse.

“Daddy, please—” 

Yoongi stops.

Jin straightens. 

When your boyfriend stalks forward, it’s not anger or fury embedded in his features. No. Not at all. 

Seokjin is hunger incarnate. 

His eyes may as well be bleeding black all the way through, and you forget any strain you feel in your muscles at the sight of them. When you dart your gaze down, the angry bulge in his pants makes you wetter than you’ve ever been, and you look at him with pure shock. 

It seems that even Yoongi feels the shift in the room when you say it. You never said it during his competition with Hoseok and Namjoon. Only the latter implied that you did when you were fucking him. 

But now, after hearing that fly out of your mouth, something in him snaps because he transforms  into another beast entirely. Seokjin doesn’t even make it all the way to you before your arms are held back at their elbows, arching you forward and allowing next to no movement. A strangled whine leaves your mouth as your face is tilted to the ceiling. 

And all you see is your boyfriend staring down at your naked, restricted form, fully dressed in the designer suit he left work in.

Fuck, he is so goddamn fine.

Undisturbed by your pussy getting reamed, he simply brushes a thumb against your mouth. “Does my greedy girl want daddy? Want his generous dick in her mouth while she gets fucked?” 

“Yes!” Your brows pinch in desperation. “Fuck yes, daddy.” 

Immediately, Seokjin inserts a finger in you instead, leering down at your batting eyelashes. “I didn’t hear you,” he lies. 

You’re about to shout louder when he inserts more, jamming his long digits in until you’re filled and moaning around him. 

Holy shit. You’re going to hell. Just the feeling of Jin’s fingers in your mouth while Yoongi thrusts up into you is enough to get one foot over the edge. As your boyfriend regards you with a bored expression that can burn cities, your pussy wrestles Yoongi in a vice grip. 

“Oh, fuck,” you hear him groan behind you, snaking a wet hand around your throat to cut off your air supply even more. You damn near blackout from the sensation of suffering at both their thick, veiny hands. 

But Jin can sense it because he promptly yanks his fingers out, roughly patting your cheek with your saliva before tutting, “Guess that’s a no. Too bad.” 

Fuck! Frustrated, you loll your head forward. You’ve been denied from so many things while being granted a million. 

But he’s still here. Jin’s still here. Voluntarily watching you get split in two by a world-renowned boxer. 

And you cannot describe how turned on that makes you. 

Your pussy desperately aches for release around Yoongi, your high being so close from having Jin’s fully clothed form right in front of your debauchery. From being degraded, shamed, and spoiled all at once.

It seems that both men know your body well. 

As soon as your breath hitches profusely, Yoongi bucks you forward and releases you entirely, making your spent form fumble to the ground on all fours. You’re lucky to get one hand planted correctly, your forearm and knees not as fortunate.  

But no rest for the fucked. “Get up. Get on the couch.” 

Your body barely cooperates as you strain to lift yourself. A three ton weight of exhaustion and shame pushes you down, biceps and thighs burning with betrayal. Turning your head to see Jin unphased, you catch a glimpse of something in his eyes, something carnal and sinful. 

And you feel like the dirtiest and most wanted woman on the planet. 

Yoongi leans down and grips your chin, snapping your face to his. “You good?”

The sudden question causes your brain to reset. “Yeah,” you blurt, confused. 

“Bet.” Your limbs are softly pulled upward, and the fighter dumps you onto his couch with a grunt. Immediately swallowing your naked form in his unzipped jacket, he positions his cock at your entrance while murmuring, “Thought you hit the floor kinda hard.” 

You almost don’t know how to respond to this Yoongi. Is he really acting… concerned? “I did,” you admit, “But not too bad.” 

“Good girl.” 

His dark bangs stick to his forehead, and you find yourself swelling with something dangerous. Whether it’s from his turn of character, or just seeing his face again, you aren’t sure and you don’t know how to feel about it. 

You’ve been facing Jin that entire time. Why did your heart flutter either way? 

Sweat drips onto your cheeks as Yoongi whispers, “Eyes on me.” 

As you flick your gaze upward at the command, he pushes himself back inside your throbbing cunt, the pair of you groaning at the connection. Overwhelmed by multiple emotions, your heart starts to bang the walls of your chest, as if being charmed by Yoongi’s spell. 

Because what was that? What did you feel just then? There existed something in the pair of eyes above you, something you didn’t want to address.

“Always so fucking tight,” Yoongi grits, fully sheathing himself before increasing his pace faster and faster. “Too tight for a slut.” 

And just like that, the spell dissipates, and you’re a shaking mess under his attack. Thrust after thrust after deep thrust shoves you into the arm of the sofa, and your finally freed hands grab onto his sleeves for support. “Yoongi, fuck!”

“Just like that, doll,” he growls with purpose, “Say my name again.”

“Yoongi—” 

He shoves his cock so far into you that you taste him on your tongue. “Louder.”

Eyes squeezed tight, you rip his name out of your throat, gasping when he sets a relentless pace, the ridges of his dick rubbing so well against your walls that you feel your high approaching fast again. “Oh, my god!”

Yoongi then grabs your outside leg to lift over his shoulder, his brows furrowing in focus as he leans further into you. “You gonna come for me, angel? I feel it. You can’t hide from me.”

“I wanna,” you wheeze out, body limp and thrumming all over with pleasure. “So bad.”

“Then come. Come for me, you dirty whore.”

You feel a fire flare inside your chest. 

Because there’s a single, astute truth that you can’t escape. An understanding that you’ve solidified into fact. 

And the only other person that knows this about you is sitting right across the room. 

You sense his lips curve in pride, his confidence drowning the room from floor to chipped ceiling. When you turn your head, he’s already standing, hands planted on his hips and slightly lifting the ends of his jacket. 

“Daddy,” you call out to him, ignoring Yoongi’s stare completely. When Seokjin tilts his head, you finish the sentence you always request in his presence without fail, “Can I?”

And ever his favorite answer, he denies, “No.” 

“Please, I—” Turning back to Yoongi, you moan as he continues to plunge into you, strokes getting rougher as he plants a frustrated hand on the back of the couch. Staring right into the fighter’s eyes, you admit to Jin, “It feels so good.” 

Yoongi groans above you while you hear a scoff. “Why should I let you, sweetheart?” 

“Because… I… Fuck!” It’s when you’re speaking that Yoongi decides to lift your other leg up, hoisting them both over your body to fold you tight. Your words become unintelligible as you keep pleading to him, to Yoongi, to anyone. It’s all too much to handle. Your pussy is reaching its breaking point and you need release. Now. 

But ever patient, Jin simply asks again, “Because what, angel?” 

Hot tears are quick to form in your eyes, rolling down into your ears as Yoongi continues to stroke at a torturous pace. Your coil is winding and winding and you don’t know if anyone on Earth would be able to stop it now. Stomach squished and face burning, you cry out, “I’ll be good! I’ll do anything! Just, please!” 

“Not good enough.” 

What the fucking hell! Seokjin knows you need release. He knows how much you’re burning from the inside. He knows how sorry you are even though he knew everything. 

Dry sobs destroy your throat, the stimulation coming from everywhere—inside and outside, Yoongi and Seokjin—overwhelming and driving you over an edge you’ve never reached before. The coil twists and winds and curves into itself terrifyingly taut. Tighter and tighter and too fucking tight.  

“I need it!” you choke out, as if you’ll never say another word again. “I’ll do whatever you want! Please!” 

Finally—finally—Jin drags you to paradise.

“Then go ahead, sweetheart. Come like you do for daddy.” 

Like a dam crumbling, you come violently around Yoongi at his words, trembling and shaking and throwing your head all the way back. Waves crash against your body as your limbs lock at hard angles, pummeling you all the way to your proverbial shore. 

Above you, Yoongi releases a guttural moan, stuttering his hips when you milk him impossibly hard. “What the fuck!” With an erratic pace, he spills inside of you, string after molten string painting your walls white. Sweat from his cut brow drips onto your face, and the skin you can see under his white clothing is flushed as red as the robe he wears into the ring. 

Your legs fall back straight. 

One breath. Then another. 

Seconds later, it feels like centuries have passed. You’re a limp mess on the sofa, molding with its damp leather as you lie completely still. 

In a slightly better state, Yoongi pulls out and spreads your numb thighs, letting one of your legs dangle off the furniture. “Look at you,” he sneers with no heat behind it, “Dripping out another man’s cum in front of daddy.” 

You can only whimper under his lustful gaze, knowing both of them are focused on the same thing.

The boxer tucks his cock back inside his pants, adjusting the band on his hips. Drinking up your splayed out form one more time, he praises in a low tone, “Fuck, Jin, she’s perfect.” 

“I know.” 

Crouching, Yoongi takes his fingers to slowly shove some of his essence back inside your cunt, making you clench again way too soon. “You’re gonna keep all this in you for later, princess,” he commands in a voice only you can hear.

Which confuses you because you can’t find a reason why. It’s not like he’ll get another chance anytime soon, especially when Jin is walking toward you the way he is now. 

When he reaches your exhausted heap, you finally see the glint of a belt buckle in front of your eyes. A belt buckle you recognize to the point of drooling at the very sight. 

Your eyes follow his as he lowers himself to face-level. “Did you enjoy that, angel?” he asks, wiping a comforting thumb across your forehead. 

“I did,” you croak, voice rasp and eternally thankful.

Seokjin is silent for a moment before he breathes from his nose. “So did I,” he admits, “I like when my baby gets to have fun.” 

“I should’ve told you,” you whisper, eyes getting much too heavy to keep open. “About before.” 

“You should have. You’re right.” Another caress of your hair. When he turns to his side, he grabs the clothes that Yoongi brought over, though you don’t have the energy to question why. “But I’m not mad.” 

“Okay,” you reply, smaller than a whisper. “Love you, Jinnie.”

“Love you, too, sweetheart.” He slips an arm under your tired bones, lifting you slightly and urging you to stay awake just a bit longer. “Dress up and we can go home.” 

“K.” 

It takes you much longer than it should to put four pieces of clothing back on, but your present company doesn’t pay you any mind, their voices filling another part of the room. You don’t know exactly what the topic of conversation is, though you can throw in a guess. Give or take a few. 

All you know for sure is that you’re going to need a weeks’ worth of time to process what just happened. 

Truthfully, it all feels like a fever dream. From the moment Jin walked through that door, your mind had nestled itself inside another plane of existence, floating above the clouds at unreachable heights. 

But once you finally realize—days from now—that it was all true, you know you’re going to be faced with a multitude of emotions and feelings that need sorting out. Especially the few that sparked between you and the man talking to your boyfriend.

Regardless, that’s for another time. Now, you need to thank Seokjin for everything under the Sun, revolve around him endlessly like an infatuated moon.

“I’m ready,” you rasp out, causing both men to turn back to you. 

Jin comes to your side immediately, with Yoongi strolling behind, hands deep in his pockets. With a sure hand on your back, your boyfriend kisses your forehead before leading you towards the exit. Once there, he lightly lets you past the threshold before turning behind him. 

“And Yoongi?” 

Intrigued, you pop your head around his wide chest before the fighter eloquently responds. 

“What.” 

Seokjin’s tone is playful when he taunts, “It’s cute. How you think she’s yours.” 

Your face reaches high temperatures in immediate embarrassment. Or is it pride? You don’t know for sure. 

Yoongi simply rubs his bottom lip, smirking more at you than his addresser. 

“You always forget, hyung.” He huffs out a laugh, teeth shining with confidence and the knowledge that his cum is still inside you. “I never lose.”

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A/N: dsljkfnsdljkfh soooo.. i know this is super sudden.. but a burst of inspiration and the power of friendship is a lethal fic-writing combo. anyways, hope you all like it despite the themes sdklfjd dee you better know how much ily bc i can’t write infidelity without sobbing AHH i can’t do this again!!  ++ feedback box (new!): ⇥ of course, any reblogs/comments/messages are appreciated! ⇥ for the ones that aren’t okay with reblogging with a review, commenting on this, or sending a message, i went ahead and made another anonymous form where you can send in what you think! ⇥ no emails collected, no need to put in a username. it’s literally just a feedback dropbox :D ⇥ here!   ++ ⇥ masterlist 

[sunshineseung]

Sexting with Han Jisung

— hey baby! how has your night been?

uhhh fine i guess. just kinda bored, you know? —

— omg same. soooo bored. i’ve been through every app on my phone lmao

lol i feel that. i wish you were here rn so we could at least be bored together haha —

— well we wouldnt stay bored together for very long

??? —

oh wait —

HAN JISUNG! —

you nasty mf —

— well am i wrong???

— you can only yell at me if i’m wrong

— if we were together, I’d be knuckle deep inside you by now.

gross. —

— judging by the pictures you sent me last night, im not the gross one here 🙄

😦 —

😐 —

— did you forget, baby? did you forget how you came all on your own last night because a simple phone call from your handsome, loving, talented boyfriend?

alright alright i get it jeez —

no need to rub it in —

— i’d like to rub you in

what does that even mean —

— idk but i’m hard now so…

— since i was so generous to you last night

— maybe help me get off

— my good little baby, you wouldn’t want to be bad, would you?

ugh, if you insist… —

— we can’t call though

why tf not? —

— jeongin’s sleeping in the bed across the room!

— he doesn’t need to hear how hot i am!

are you sure you can jerk off quietly? —

you usually can’t —

— i can when i’m alone

— i get louder when i want you to hear me, duh

yeah sure —

— show me your titties, bitch!

delete the tiktok app right now —

— please get to it, y/n. my dick’s so hard it hurts

aw, so hard just for me? —

— finally jfc

— fuck, you’ve sent me so my nudes, baby

— they get me so fucking hard

you like looking at my body, hm? —

what if i send you a few more pics? —

would you like that? —

— please let me see you, doll

anything for you, Sungie 💕 —

[image attachment] —

do you like this set? it came in the mail today —

i bought it just for you —

— omg you’re gorgeous my love

— can i touch myself?

go ahead, baby. stroke your pretty cock nice and slow —

— slow?

yup, slow. tease yourself for me, okay? —

— okay baby

good boy —

my good boy —

— i need you so bad

what do you need from me, sweetheart? —

— i need you to help make me cum

— my hand doesn’t feel the same

— i want you :(

i wish i was with you right now too, baby. suck your pretty cock until you’re cumming down my throat. would you like that? —

— i’d love that

— want you down on your knees for me, eager to please me whenever i need your mouth

— face fuck you until your jaw hurts

— you’d like that, huh?

— i’m gonna stroke myself as fast as i want, got it?

— tell me, are you wet right now?

i’m soaked, are you kidding me —

you always know how to get me worked up, hannie —

maybe i start using my pillow to get off —

the one you like to sleep on hehe —

im straddling this pillow wishing it was you —

— good, keep going.

— play with yourself for me

— don’t cum until i give you permission.

yes sir —

— rub yourself on the pillow as much as you want

— you’re so fucking sexy

— when i cum i’m gonna imagine it inside you

you wanna cum inside me? —

— yes, baby

— wanna fill you with my cum until it’s leaking out of your used little cunt

— you’re getting off, aren’t you?

can’t help it sir —

you’re so good for me —

— fingering yourself right?

nope! —

i’m using the vibrator you got for me —

it’s on it’s lowest setting and my legs are shaking —

wish you were here to help me use it —

— when i get home i’m gonna ruin you

ruin me? how, baby? —

— i’d hold that vibe up to your pretty clit until you’re overstimulated and crying from pleasure

— your moans get me off so easily i could listen to them all day

— i still have that video. you know the one.

where you’re eating me out? —

— yes baby that’s the one

— watching it right now

— your face is so pretty when you cum

— wish i was there to kiss you

— suck little marks into your neck so everyone knows you’re taken

— what are you thinking about babe?

your tongue against mine as you finger me —

play with my clit until im screaming your name —

jisungie im close —

— so am i baby

can i cum? —

— can I cum?

sorry —

yes —

i mean —

you can cum, sir —

— you can cum too pretty girl

— cum for me

— all for me

m coming —

that vibrator’s so strong fuck —

[image attachment] —

so messy x —

— fuck i’m close

you’re so close sung? wanna cum inside me? —

i’m dripping for you, need your cock so bad :( —

you wanna be good for me, don’t you baby boy? —

i want a video of you cumming and moaning my name —

please sir let me see you cum for me —

you’re so hot i need you —

— need me?

i need you jisung please! before i have to get off again —

jisung? —

— [video attachment]

— there it is

aw sungie you’re so hot omg —

— still wish it was inside you

it will be soon enough, right baby? —

— yeah don’t worry baby

— just another week of promotions then i’ll be all yours

and i’ll be all yours —

— fuck i love you

love you too, jisung!!! <3 —

— you’re so fucking cute

— definitely gonna jerk off again

[shorkbrian]

Shouto, but as a pleasure dom

(Warnings - overstim (like a LOT), dubcon/noncon (implied, but it’s there), penetration (oh shidd get it shouto), oral (heck he rlly be getting up in there) (and frick idk what else lmk if I missed sumn)

You barely even knew where you were.

A bed was beneath you, that was a fact you were confident in.

There was a fireplace in the room, wood crackling gently, firelight dancing shadows onto the ceiling, the ceiling your unfocused eyes were looking towards.

You were shivering, but not from cold. The room was warm, almost too warm, sweat on your temples, heat trapped in your stomach.

A hand was splayed on your stomach, slender, large. It was warm too, almost burning, matching the sizzling sensation beneath your skin.

It was holding you down, keeping you flush to the bed.

Shouto was kneeled between your legs, your lower half pulled to the edge of the bed. He had your legs over his shoulders, his warm palm smoothed over your stomach to keep you in place. His other hand was entwined with one of yours, grip icy, burning your fingers with cold.

His mouth was working at your cunt, relentless and excruciatingly pleasant, tongue quickly lapping at your folds, then swirling around your clit before dipping lower to plunge inside your entrance.

“Sho-tou, Sh-ah! Ah! Ohmygod wait, shout-O!”

No matter how you moved, his mouth followed you, sucking, pulling your pleasure from you. The man had already made you cum countless times, you couldn’t even remember at this point, body flushed and buzzing with overstimulation.

Still, the pleasure built up again, settling low in your stomach, your clit throbbing, tingling with each rapid flick of his tongue.

The sounds that were being made were absolutely filthy; wet smacks, sucking noises, slurping, lewd squelches and suckling as he worshiped your cunt with his tongue. It felt so good it hurt, making you cry, hips working desperately to pull away, even though there was no escape.

“Please, oh... It feels-feels-! It’s too much Shouto oh my gOD-!”

Another orgasm tore through your body, limbs convulsing, hand squeezing Shouto’s icy palm in a death grip as you wailed.

The man didn’t stop slurping at your cunt.

He was as he always is - steady, measured, relentless in pursuit of his goals.

And his goal right now was to make you cry and scream his name.

Another pass of his tongue, this time with it flattened out completely to drag slowly over your folds. The tip of his tongue hit your clit as he pulled back, and your legs jerked, a desperate whine bubbling out of your throat.

He dove back in after a quick breath, kissing around your lower lips, tongue flicking out to tease your sensitive, dripping hole. When he thrust it inside, you squeaked at the sensation, hips twitching. You could feel Shouto’s smile, feel the flash of his teeth pressed against your skin, the stretch of his cheeks.

Honestly, his determination was a bit frightening. You were sure your thighs were wrapped around his head tight enough to make it hard to move, yet the man worked with ease, drawing back to spit on your cunt, leaning close again to attack his mouth around your clit and suck.

Another orgasm had you thrashing in his hold, crying out, begging for Shouto to wait, stop, too much.

Pleasurable, painful minutes passed as he worked you up to cum again, pussy throbbing and soaked with slick and his saliva.

After making you cum again, Shouto finally relented, pulling away with a wet snack of his lips.

“You’re delectable. Wish you’d let me taste you more.” You both knew that he would take you whenever he saw fit, whether or not you were in the mood.

Most of the time, he was decent, listening when you said no, or told him not to touch.

Other days, he was akin to a bratty child, brow furrowing when you tried to refuse him, eyes hardening. He’d stride towards you with his long legs, and there was no escape. Those days, “no” wasn’t an appropriate answer.

Today was one of those days.

“Why do you taste so good.” He half-moaned, quickly diving back between your legs to give one last, messy lick.

“ShoUTO PLEASE!” You yelled, clit buzzing, skin burning with every sensation. Even his hand on your belly was too much.

“I’m sorry dear, I just can’t help myself sometimes.” He breathed, once again composed and poised as he kneeled between your legs.

Shouto let go of you hand, rising to his feet. The sight of his clothes form reminded you that your body was entirely bare. You probably looked a mess, hair disheveled, dried sweat sticking to your skin under new droplets, limbs trembling, body flushed.

Shouto began unbuttoning his shirt, eyes never once leaving you.

“Absolutely breathtaking.” He murmured, more to himself than you.

You were exhausted, couldn’t even hold yourself up. You let your legs drop, feet resting limply against the floor, body relaxing into the bed. You hoped with every fiber of your being that Shouto was undressing only to help you shower, then you could flop back into bed and sleep forever.

You knew that wasn’t going to happen - it never did.

His shirt came off, then his pants, and finally his boxers. You still shrank under his relentless gaze, and while you knew he was appraising you with love and wonder, your insecurities couldn’t help but rear their heads.

It was hard to listen to insecurities when Shouto was wringing orgasm after orgasm from your spent body. You suppose that’s why he’s like this.

The man had such a beautiful body, sticky legs, thick in build, but slender in their muscles appearance. A defined, softly muscled torso, and strong arms. His pretty face, always seemingly calm and passive, only changing when he was really upset, or lost in the throes of passion and pleasure. Shouto was pretty all over, really, with his smooth skin, manicured nails, the soft, silken strands of his dual-colored hair.

Even his cock was pretty, a soft pink color, thick, but not alarmingly so. Veins ran along the shaft, the glans defined and well-proportionaed compared to the rest of his length.

Shouto was pretty all over, and you felt woefully inadequate. He could have anyone he wanted, anyone, yet he made you hold his heart.

He was climbing onto the bed, gently manhandling until he had you pulled into his lap, your back pressed against his chest. He was propped up by pillows, half-leaning against the headboard so he had unfettered access to every inch of your body.

His cock was resting along your slit, slightly wet at the top, pulsing. It felt uncomfortable - every time it pulsed it would move ever so slightly, and barely feather across your sore clit.

Shouto didn’t let you rest for long, two of his fingers quickly sucked into his mouth before brought down to your pussy, pushing his cock away from your body so his hand could easily cup your sex.

“Just relax now, I’ve got you.”

And his fingers slipped inside, reaching past the places his tongue had explored, proving deeper and deeper. They rubbed tantalizingly at your walls, making you squirm, before slowly beginning to thrust in and out, gently fucking your sloppy cunt.

“Just like that. You’re perfect, so good to me.” Shouto pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

His free hand came around your chest to softly cup one of your breasts, rolling the nipple under his thumb. Your back arched under his ministrations, but he held you firm against his chest. You could feel his rapid heartbeat.

Funny, how he could act so calm, but be falling apart inside.

His fingers grazed against a spot inside of you that had your toes curling, your mouth dropping open.

“No, no Shouto please, it’s too much. I’ve already-you’ve already-please, no more.” You were breathless, twisting in his hold.

Shouto didn’t let up.

“Just a few more.” He murmured in your ear. “I know you can. I’m making you feel so good, you’re lovely.”

You gasped as his fingers inside of you sped up, forcefully hitting that spot over and over again, making you whine.

It felt good, but it was too much, too soon.

The orgasms he had pulled from you with his mouth had been quick, hard, left your lungs heaving and your hips twisting to get away.

This orgasm hit you like a train, appearing out of nowhere, completely overwhelming you.

You were left wheezing, clawing at Shouto’s arms, kicking your legs - but that only made it worse, jostling his fingers inside of you.

Shouto still didn’t stop fingerpicking you, wrist twisting.

You started to cry, slowly at first, then harder when you realized he was still going, forcing you to endlessly orgasm, cunt pulsating as it drooled around his skin fingers.

“Pl-ease! Shouto n-no moreee...” you sobbed, breath hitching.

The man merely kissed your ear, his hand never stopping. You could feel him peering over your shoulder, watching his hand flick as his fingers fucked into you. Watching the violent trembling of your body, the convulsions of your stomach as you were brought over the edge again and again, each orgasm taking longer to reach than the last one.

You couldn’t feel your legs anymore. You barely even knew what was happening anymore.

It was barely registered when his fingers slipped free of your cunt. Your hole was clenching around nothing, insides buzzing, almost number from the overstimulation. You might’ve been hyperventilating, but you were too far out of it to tell, barely aware of your own body, mind listlessly floating between nonsense thoughts.

“Look at you, did so well for me. Your body is incredible.” Hands, one cold, one warm (and wet) trailed along your sides, occasionally pausing to gently squeeze your flesh reassuringly.

You hated how he did this, made you stupid and broken with pleasure, brought you back to conscious thought, then ruined you all over again.

Still faintly sobbing, you weakly batted at his hands, unable to express with words how sensitive you were. Plus, it was gross, his own hand rubbing your own cum all over your skin.

He was kissing your neck, your hair, nibbling sweetly at your ear, whispering praises and compliments.

Shouto had been so rough the first time, desperate, needy. He had left bruises on your hips, hands grabbing too tightly at your flesh, his teeth forming vicious bite marks on your neck and collarbone as he tried to stifle his noises when he fucked into you. At some point he had been babbling, mad with the sensation of pumping your swollen cunt, rambling about how soft, how warm, how pliant your body was.

In a way, his gentleness could hurt more.

Hands gripped his pink cock, easily running it through your slick folds. You let the tip bump against your clit, smiling into your neck when you jumped, revoking back into his naked chest.

Shouto guided his tip to your entrance, holding himself in place as he slowly canted his hips up, sheathing himself into your warmth.

With a low groan, he stilled, fully inside you. You shook in his hold, clutching nervously at the hands no longer holding his cock, but now holding your hips.

He helped you move, easily using his strength to fuck you along his cock, breathing hotly against your neck as he sunk in and out of your tight sleeve. You were confused by the signals your brain was sending. Did it feel good? Did it hurt? We’re you numb? The physical feelings all meshed together, but it was easier to just hang onto Shouto-a hand in his hair, another hand braced against his thigh-than to think.

The man fucked you steadily, hot cock drilling into your dripping pussy without pause, a rhythmic schlick schlick schlick reaching your ears.

You were crying again, shuddering sobs that deprived your lungs of air, that made your head hurt, that blurred your visions Shouto noticed, lifting a hand to wipe away a few tears, but never once stopping his hips.

It wasn’t long before his pace picked up, cock working into you quick and fast. Your brain wasn’t confused anymore - each thrust hurt, but in the best kind of way, rubbing at your insides.

Shouto was moaning now, breathless, talking to you in a gentle tone that contrasted sharply with his half-frantic movements

“So-unh-tight and wet, oh fuck, you feel so heavenly. Sweet little girl, always what I need. Always there for me.”

You turned your head, crying into Shouto’s sweaty neck, unable to focus your eyes. It was so much, too much, and you couldn’t handle it.

“Want to make you feel good, need to-ohhhhh. Your tiny cunt always takes my cock so well, makes me cum so much. You’re just made for me, aren’t you? Sloppy little pussy, made for me to-oh fuck, fuck!” It was rare to hear him swear. The man continued “-Made for me to eat, made for me to touch, made for me to pound into. You’re mine, only mine.”

He was growling now, cock rabbiting into you so fast that you were making little noises on every thrust, little “ah, ah, ah!”’s that made your face flush with shame.

Shouto was suprisingly lewd with his mouth once he was turned on enough, his normally quiet and reserved persona crumbling underneath a horny mess of a man.

“You’re sucking me in, want me to cum?” The questiona as rhetorical-he was going to cum anyways-but still you nodded, face still hidden in his neck.

“Yeah? Yeah? Ohh, you have to cum too-“ you wailed, desperately against the thought of having to go though another orgasm.

“No, you do as I say, sweet little girl.” Shouto admonished, his angle changing slightly as he shifted his hips. “We’re not done until you cum. One more time, just for me.”

You frantically shook your head, gasping for breath, too fucked out to say anything. Shouto was breathing so hard, hissing between his teeth, grunting with the effort of keeping his horribly rapid pace.

A hand slipped down to your cunt, and you screamed when his fingers found your abused clit. “Shouto! No, ah-please! Stop, oh stop-mmmmm!!! I can’t, I can’t, I can’t, I can’t-“

“You can.”

Shouto hissed, furiously rubbing at your clit with three fingers, punishing the little nub.

You came to in the shower, Shouto’s arms around you as a gentle spray of water washed over you.

The man noticed as you stirred, his arms immediately tightening around you as he pressed a loving kiss to your cheek. “Hello, I missed you.”

Blearily, you watched his hands move as he slowly washed you off, dragging a washcloth gently over your shoulders.

He was perceptive, knew your lower half was too sensitive still to even be touched, much less cleaned.

You stayed in the shower for a long while, Shouto humming some unknown tune as he cleaned the both of you.

You didn’t fight when he carried you back to the (now fresh, had he changed the sheets?) bed.

Nor when he tucked you under the covers, crawling to your side to lie close.

You just watched the flames of the fire, watched them dance over the logs, consuming the wood.

Fire was so destructive. Even when it tried to love, it only burned and destroyed.

[changlix-mp4]

BANG CHRISTOPHER CHAN ♡ : A TO Z - ( NSFW )

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

well , we all know how caring he is?

he is so dad , caring , like yea daddy ( sorry ksjsk )

ok for real ,

I think he is the type to wait a little bit , to let you both calm down , holding you into his arms

after cleaning you up

he’s gonna be soft with you

treat you right huh

little caresses and all

he is so affectionate , he’s so adorable ,, I want to hug him forever 

*crying session is open*

I definitively can see him wanting to cuddle you afterwards

he would lay his head on your chest at first , wanting you to play with his soft curly hair

NATURAL CURLY HAIRED CHAN SUPERIOR , BARE WITH ME

after awhile , he would put your head on his chest and his turn , he would play with your hair

holding you close with his hand on your waist until you both fall asleep

c u t e .

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Well , before I start ,,

Chan said he loves his dimples when he smiles ,, well same

SO

I think Chan’s favourite body part are his dimples and his whole body? I mean I don’t really know, and I can’t really explain , but the fact that he works out and take care of his body ,,

he prob likes his arms aswell ( anyways , I do )

For his partner , he’d prob likes ,, oh no ,, loves your thighs , the skin so soft , smooth  ( so sexc sksj ) ,, he loves the fact that they’re not too slim and skinny . He also likes your plump lips , so kissable and soft and your tummy uwu

knowing Chan , I bet this boy loves every parts of your body

I know y’all don’t care , but

I love Chan’s veiny arms , his hands omfg choke me daddy , his cheeks , his hair , his smile omg, well … EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM ! His dimples are my weakness bye.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

not the greatest taste?

but more liquidy and not sticky gross

so I-

I think it’s fine to swallow it?

he thinks it’s hot when you do this

but he’s not the type to want you to do things that make you uncomfortable

If you don’t want to swallow it , then don’t do it

If you want to , just do it

you’ll just make him moan at the sight before him

he likes loves to cum inside

it’s his fav place

when he doesn’t cum inside you

he would cum on your thighs ( because he loves them asf )

and your stomach too

but not on your face

you both find it gross so it’s a big no no

and it’s more embarrassing than sexy so , NO

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

chan is actually pretty open about his kinks?

he’s a dom ( we all know it jk )

act like he knows what he’s doing

but sometimes it’s not the case

actually there is one thing he’ll probably never admit

he acts like he wants to do all the job

the one who control

but daddy he wants to feel special sometimes

that’s why he f loves when you want to take control

he’d act like he doesn’t want to , but boy inside is burning with excitments & anticipation

I also think chan is the type to use your underwear when he jacks off

the thought of you in them, really turns him on

he’s just a bit ashamed to steal some panties of yours he loves a lot

ohh and he really wants to try fingering you in a public place

like in a restaurant? , library

He’s nervous about bringing it up tho. It’s a thought that he jacks off to sometimes

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

not really experienced.

chris is super hot , well build , really charming , polite and all

let’s just say perfect ( I’m not even exaggerating )

everyone want to get in his pants

but

I’m pretty sure chan is a virgin ,,

I mean , he prob just saw a few porns

my boy is really intelligent so

he just learn very fast skjsl

but yea ,,

and plus , he was a trainee since he was young , 14?

being under jyp had its own restrictions

and I don’t think he needed that and he had time for that

busy man *sigh*

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. will probably include a visual)

I don’t think he is very demanding

chan is someone very simple , understanding , he’s just not complicated

not someone hard to please

so I think ,

he enjoys the traditional one ( lmao ) missionary?

he also enjoys doggy style too

he can pulls on your hair to lift you up and have your back against his chest

in this position he can put his hand on your stomach and your neck to slighty squeeze it

AND

he loves when you ride him

boy gets harder than he was ,, as hard as a rock

is that possible??

this position makes him horny asf

he finds it f hot

he loves the fact that he can see your pretty face making yourself feels good

with this position he can see your face when you orgasm

he can easily kiss your neck , make hickeys

he can holds you and yea ,,

he can do a lot of things with this position ( hell yea )

but like I said chan is a super easy person to please

missionary is his fav one

he actually finds it very confortable for the both of you

very soft in a way and romantic

making love uwu

depends of the situation obv;)

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Chan is a goofy person

I mean is so giggly most of the time

ma babey!!!

he loves to tease , oh yea he does

he can be the type to laugh during sex , if you make a joke ( yea why not lmao )

if you’re uncomfortable , he’d try to make you feel better

so he’d try to make jokes ,if his first option of consolling you doesn’t work

if you guys feel like laughing , you’ll do

looking into your eyes and smiling at each other

c u t e

ngl he can get pretty serious

again , it depends of the mood

when he’s frustrated , angry , tired..

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

I’m pretty sure

he is not bare down there ,,

veeeryy well groomed

doesn’t shave it all off, simply trims, all nice and neat

the amount of hair isn’t too crazy

armpits shaved , he feels more confortable and clean

guys , this boy armpits is cleaner than my whole face tf

happy trail shaved since

TOO MUCH TUMMY FLASHES

but wants to keep his happy trail ,, maybe??

ughhh I want him to keep it bcs damn this is so hot

please hear me out daddy chris

i want to suck hug him

but honestly I feel like

he can go natural when he has the choice?

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

he is so caring

so very romantic

he is a passionate man and he shows it through many ways

we all know it

ahhh I love this man sfm

but sometimes he can be rough

not too much but it depends of his mood

I mean he is daddy so sometimes he feels like he have to show his daddyness lmao i just cringed help me ughhh

he feels like he have to show his dominance sometimes

but when I say rough

it’s not something really wild x)

even when he’s rough

he controls himself

and make sure to check if you’re alright

tbh rough sex happends very very very rarely

but it makes it more special ,, x)

he cares a lot about you

i think he’s more into vanilla sex

yeaa I’m sure he is sooo into it

I mean c u t e

I mean I want him to make love to me!! lord forgive me

he is naturally sweet and adorable so

lord I’m so in love with this man <3

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

he doesn’t do it often

only when he really is alone

especially if you are not around

when he’s really frustrated he also tends to jack off

and one of the reasons why he doesn’t really masturbate

it’s just because he’s constantly around the boys

and my boy is a really hardworking man

well , like I said before he doesn’t do it often

probably once or twice a week? Or not at all the week

it’s when he really needs some reliefs

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

chris is kinky , PERIOD .

y’all can’t deny it

• daddy kink for sure , no doubt ahah

he said it himself sooooo

he’s daddy material tho lmao

he gets turn on when he is being called daddy sometimes

if you call him daddy in public he will get a light boner for sure

guess what will happen next;)

BUT it’s not a need !

he doesn’t want to be called that every time you guys have sex

•maybe roleplay

teacher x student / doctor x patient or stuff like that ( I think he can prob play both, that boy is a switch )

I think he’s definitively not into hardcore bondage ( sorry ) but doesn’t mind to blindfold you

•edging : giving and receiving

he loves the way he can make you whine and scream when he’s overstimulating you

BUT that is only for pleasure and not for torture

•praise kink: giving and receiving

he thinks it’s somehow important

•biting kink : both giving and receiving

he likes feeling you bite down on his skin when he fucks you

he also loves it when you moan out for him as he nips at your skin

thinks hickeys are sexy ( and tf yes they are )

•so marking kink: giving and receiving ,,

it makes him horny when you give him hickeys out of nowhere

and he loves it when you do it while he makes love to you

but most of time he is the one giving them to you

loves leaving hickeys and little bruises on your hips , neck , collarbones , stomach and thighs ( your whole body should be decorated by his soft lips skjsk )

having hickies and love bites on his neck and collarbones

he loves his back being scratched

likes seeing the scraches on his back in the mirror

oh my gosh imagine what it looks like when he takes a shower ,, the water cascading over the red marks omg help me I’m-

since I think he likes thighs ( idk why but yea)

•THIGH RIDING is a big YES

his muscular thighs!!

he likes it when you wear strockings // it’s so fucking hot

•impreg kink tho it’s so sexy and cute damn <3

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

chan is not picky , he’s a simple guy

the bedroom is perfect

why? because it’s confortable

AND secure , intimate

it’s somehow warm and all

but the rest of the house is ok tho

kitchen ( but very rarely bcs you guys feel like it’s not very hygienic but it happens only when one of you are reaaaaaaaaaaaaaally horny and impatient)

living room : couch , carpet ,, shower sex is one of his fav

bath sex with chan is a concept

he’s not into public places

he wants thing to be confortable and intimate ,, that’s why he prefers doing it at home

Or maybe omg

s t u d i o

one of his fav for sure!!

he loves having sex with you in his studio ,, hot

having you riding him slowly

or cockwarming while he’s working ( arg stop me )

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

kisses by his ears and down his neck

his ears seem to be really sensitive hehe

he really likes when you trace his veins with your fingertips ( it also turns you on , ugh it’s like i’m talking about me *moan * )

seeing you in his clothes really turns him on aswell

when you stroke his hair , like when you’re sitting on his lap and run your fingers through it , pulling at the strands a little ( goosebumps kskjs)

but ngl he can get turn on by you whatever you do lmaao

just smile , just breath , boy is turn on ( jk .. unless ahah)

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

anything that involves bodily matter or fluids that are not sperm or vaginal fluid

he does not like degradation , it’s a big NO !

He would never ever degrade you! He likes and respect his girl too much to talk down to her ,, chan is a gentleman . He expects you to treat him the same btw

AH!! sharing you sexually . Don’t even think about it

things like threesomes and all, aren’t his thing

anything that involves violence too

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

he f loves it when you go down on him kissing him from his neck all along his collarbones , abs ,, running your hands on his torso

it pleases him to hit the back of your throat ,, but stay careful to not hurt you

he loves the sight of you inbetween his legs

he likes threading his fingers through your hair ,, pulling at it a little

but my man chan is one of the few blessings on this planet

he equally loves both : giving and receiving

he likes pleasuring you ,, looking at you from between your legs seeing you rolling your eyes in the back of your head , throwing your head back

seeing the way your eyesbrows frown , biting you lips

seeing how you clunch at the sheets , and pulling at his hair ,,making him moans at the sensation and at how sexy you look like

oof this is so sexy I want to disapear helpsk

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc.)

he can be rough y’know not really hard and fast but yea it depends of his mood

he is the one controlling the pace

even when you ride him , he’d place his hands on your waist/ hips to guild you

but I think he’s more into sensual things

he’d be slow and sensual

really slow when he wants to tease the sh^t out of you

he’d be gentle obv

y’know into vanilla sex

Idk why people think he seems to be into really rough things but I DON’T THINK it’s actually the case

my babie is so soft behind all those muscles uwuuuu

Q= Quickie ( Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex and how often? )

No, quickies mainly have to be done in a risky area and that freaks him out so no

plus he hates feeling rushed.

he’s not the biggest fan but he def. won’t turn you down if you suggest it

he won’t push you away for sure

He finds it kinda hot because it mainly means you are needy for him.

Would rather have proper sex. He likes taking his time so quickies aren’t ideal.

On the very unlikely occasion he’d go for a quickie it would definitely have to be in a place he would never get caught

R= Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks?)

He is not that risky, he wouldn’t do anything to hurt you or to get caught in a sexual act

He has his own boundaries

He is prob open to try new things

he just needs to be convinced first but mainly just to tease you. He wants you to give him reasons

ngl i think he doesn’t know a lot of different kinks and stuffs so he is probably quite open for experimenting ,, curious boy

As long as none of them involve pure pain and violence he’s good.

S= Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

I don’t think I really need to write something for this one? He has a good stamina and can last a long time. I think he starts really slow at the beginning and then uses more force and speed after a while .

SO all night bcs of his crazy stamina , I mean he is pretty athletic so , but again DEPENDS of the day and mood

making love all night , taking his sweet time my fucking heart is beating so fast omgg

doesn’t get tired easily i think ; I mean boy can’t even fall asleep irl

BUT don’t get me wrong he can go for rounds but makes time to appreciate your presence and enjoy having conversations with you , y’know?

So prob tried to not go too crazy bcs he wants to spend time with you afterwards get me

If i have to say the numbers of rounds i’d say 3-5 rounds max . Again , it would depends on his mood and pace

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Definitely NOT a toy user

he’s not into it at all

a vibrator is what he will use ONLY if you ask him to ( I think you must really insist if you want it )

he def prefers tease you with his fingers , cock but not objects

it’s skin against skin for him ,bye.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

lmao we all know he is a fcking tease

sometimes , I think it comes to him naturally and it’s apart of his personality

he finds it so cute when you’re frustrated ,blushing and super shy ahah ( my body is burning just thinking about him teasing skjls)

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

L O U D.

I mean , please listen to 3RACHA songs , he’s pratically moaning ( that’s so sexy tho *moan*)

deep , or high pitched ( lord help me ) soft grunts

moans , groans , breathy moan ( does not scream that’s it )

please just imagine when he’s getting close and makes those sounds

( i’m the one horny rn , brb imma fix my problem lmao )

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

he loves to hold your hand while you two are having sex ( uwu I’m so in love )

enjoys strip teases. Whether it’s giving or receiving ( lord , imagine him getting rid of his clothes slowly and looking straight into your eyes , biting his lips .. I’M NOT OKAY!!)

loves it when you hold his head while he gives you oral , pulling at his locks

fucking loves buying cute and sexy ( not vulgar ones) lingerie sets for you

not necessarily for sex , he just loves admiring the way you look in black or red lingeries ( or even pastel colors )

he just lives for the moments when you dress up for him , only for him

like knowing he’s the only one who sees

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

long and thick. veiny

6-7 inches

( please i just took a ruler to look at the length , the way i moaned i’m-)

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

normal?, average. 1-3 times a week

but he doesn’t need to have sex every week to stay satisfied

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

depends on how long you two were having sex

of course after a proper after care.

but would rather hold you for a moment , talking with you , making you laugh and smile. It means a lot for him , want to enjoy the warmth of your bodies against each other.

c u d d l e  to sleep. uwu cute

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[jackrrabbit]

be a little bad /// Hawks x f!Reader (18+)

Summary: College AU 🍺 Frat boy Keigo pours you your first drink and decides he’s going to help himself to more of your firsts.

A/N: Hawks just makes so much sense as a frat bro 🤧 @koiibito​ thank you for working through ideas w/ me…& remember when I told you this was going to be short?? whoops 🤡

Tags/warnings: dubcon/coercion, inexperienced reader, fuckboy Hawks, overstimulation, alcohol, inebriated sex, problematic frat culture stuff, idk what to call it but peer pressure? to drink etc., all characters are adults

How long have you been sitting here?

You feel like there’s some kind of immense weight holding you down, making it impossible for you to stand up off this ugly couch that’s been crammed into the corner of the room to make space for the dance floor. You and this couch have become good friends over what you think has been the past hour—at first you occupied yourself by looking at the people playing beer pong, but after the fourth time you had to decline one of the players’ offers to join, you decided to stop making eye contact. So you sit on the couch, you stare at your phone, and you wish you were back at your dorm—or, better yet, back in your hometown with all your high school friends.

But you’re not. You’re here, multiple time zones away from anywhere you can call home, and all of your high school friends are asleep. And the one person—the one person you’ve managed to make friends with since orientation is the one who dragged you to this freaking frat party and then proceeded to abandon you. Apparently he didn’t feel the need to tell you that as a new pledge of this frat, he’s going to be on “door duty” checking ratios and giving sardonic responsibility talks for the next two hours.

Which leaves you here, sitting on the couch and trying to avoid the more questionable stains that you can barely make out in the seizure-inducing strobe lights. There’s a can of beer icing down your palms and you adjust your grip so it doesn’t leave a damp spot of condensation in your lap. It was your friend who gave it to you before he disappeared (“you don’t even have to drink it,” he’d said, “just hold it and no one else will pressure you to get another drink”).

It smells foul. You’ve had sips of beer before, and you can never understand why people drink it voluntarily. But maybe…maybe now that you’re in college, maybe now that you’re an adult, you’ll enjoy the taste. You raise the can to your lips and chug down a heavy gulp.

Ugh. Still gross. You wince and wipe your mouth.

“Not a fan of natty, huh? Good taste.” A hand appears out of nowhere to pluck the can away from you and you jump, nearly smacking your forehead against the stranger’s chin. He pulls back. “Whoa! Careful there.”

“…That’s mine,” you say half-heartedly as the guy tilts up the beer—your beer, your decoy drink—and takes a long draught.

“You’re not missing out. This stuff is piss,” he says, grinning down at you.

He’s not the first guy to hit on you at this party (what is it about lost-looking girls that draws frat boys in like moths to a flame?), but he is the best-looking. Long, swept-back blond hair; equally long eyelashes; a hint of scruff on his chin—he’s pretty and masculine at the same time. You let him take the seat next to you and lure you into a conversation, and he’s nice, too—laughing with you about how bad the beer tastes and sympathizing with your criticisms of your first experience at a frat party. You fall over yourself apologizing when he lets slip that he’s a brother (“social chair, actually, so if the party sucks it’s on me”) but he tells you it’s okay, that no one likes going to parties alone, not at first.

His name is Keigo Takami. He’s a junior, a marketing major, and he joined the frat in his first semester. According to him, the fraternity is a great group of guys (“I mean, they’re a bunch of jackasses, sure, but they’re well-meaning jackasses for the most part”) and all the rumors about frat parties are overblown.

“Seriously, you’d be having fun if you were drinking,” Keigo tells you. “These parties aren’t intended for a sober audience.”

“Sure,” you scoff, but it’s not serious. You are having fun, talking to him.

He gasps, mock-offended. “Don’t believe me? I’ll prove it to you. Stay right here, okay—don’t move a muscle.”

When he gets up, the dense crowd on the makeshift dance floor parts to let him through to the stairs leading into the upper floors. It’s kind of amazing. Everyone else (yourself included) has to wade through, pushing and shoving past the teeming throng to get anywhere, but for Keigo it’s effortless.

He’s back in just a few minutes, holding—oh god, how typical—a red plastic cup filled with a kool-aid red liquid that smells sickly sweet. Is it actually kool-aid? You take a whiff and can’t detect the tell-tale bitter alcohol fumes. “Is this…?”

“Mm, that’s jungle juice. The frat’s secret recipe. It’s good, try it.”

You raise the cup but hesitate. Is this really a good idea? You’ve been warned about stuff like this so many times. You don’t have to do it just because everyone else is.

Keigo catches your hesitation and frowns. “What’s up?”

“It’s nothing, I just…haven’t…”

“Hm? Don’t tell me this is your first drink? Aww, little freshman baby.” He’s mocking you, looking down on you, and you hate it. You’re not a baby. You can play with the boys.

You make eye contact with him before you tip back the cup and gulp down the juice, letting the full contents slosh down your throat. It’s syrupy-sweet and tastes like fruit punch and oranges so it goes down easy, a lot easier than you thought it would. A drop slides out of the corner of your mouth but you lick it up when it runs over your lip.

Keigo whistles. “Damn, down the hatch. That was…that was kinda hot.”

If you’re blushing, you hope he thinks it’s because of the drink.

He’s faster when he gets you the second cup. It doesn’t even taste like alcohol. Keigo won’t tell you what’s in it or how much (“secret recipe’s gotta stay a secret, y’know? It’s in the bylaws”). Halfway into the second cup you start to feel dizzy, which Keigo says means it’s working. He pulls you up off what you’ve semi-affectionately begun to think of as your couch and guides you onto the dance floor. The music is heavy and blaring loud, thudding through the speakers and making the walls shake, making you shake as it travels through the sticky floor up into your body. You sway haphazardly but Keigo’s got you by the arms, pulling you out of the way of the crowd, pulling you into him.

“Looking a little unsteady there, baby,” he says, and—and, you hear him, you do, but he’s talking to you from underwater (or, no, that’s just what it sounds like? or—) um. Beaming his voice into your brain or something?

Keigo laughs and you giggle and it feels good. “Better finish that or you’re gonna spill it,” he says, putting his warm hot hand over yours, guiding the cup back up to your face so you can finish off.

You’re in the middle of the dance floor surrounded by writhing bodies so it shouldn’t surprise you when someone’s elbow smacks into your back and jostles you so the jungle juice spills, spills out of your mouth dripping down your chin onto the dress. You process the interruption a second too late and the sticky red liquid is already staining your skin. …Feels good, you think first, because the drink is cool and refreshing and it’s so hot in here, steamy warm, everyone pressed up against everyone else like you’re pressed into Keigo, and then oh no—oh no your dress—but at least it’s a dark color, at least the stain won’t show—

“What did I tell you about spilling?” you sort of  hear Keigo say, and then you sort of feel the weight of his hand wiping away the juice from your mouth, and then he sticks his face up close to yours and oh my god oh my god he’s kissing you.

There’s something indescribably weird about it, his tongue thrashing over yours like he’s trying to lick the juice out of your mouth while you try not to flinch back from the taste of the beer he was drinking earlier. But he’s so solid, so steady, the only still thing in a room full of movement—when your eyes move away from him into the twisting mass of bodies and flashing lights you feel dizzy, so you keep your gaze locked firmly on him. He wraps his arm around your back and you instantly feel better and lean into him, lean into the kiss.

You’re drooling by the time he stops kissing you. “So sweet,” Keigo says, wiping a pearl of saliva off his mouth. “Little sloppy, but I can work with that.”

You don’t get it. You don’t even know if you would get it if you were sober. What you do get is Keigo’s hand wrapped around your upper arm, pulling you through the crowd to the staircase. Once again the people move aside for him, like the Red Sea for Moses, you think with a little laugh and he looks back at you and raises an eyebrow questioningly.

You stop, halting at the base of the stairs and squinting up at the bright yellow light in the stairwell, so invasive and clinical after the strobing darkness of the bottom floor. There’s something hard pressing into your side when you try to lean on the wall. There’s a name for that thing, isn’t there? B…ban…bannister, right? You grip the bannister with one hand to hold yourself still and resist Keigo tugging you higher up the stairs.

“W-Where’re we going?” you ask. It’s weird—your voice doesn’t sound like drunk people in movies. It’s not slurred or unintelligible. To your own ears, it just sounds high, and fast, and…nervous.

“Going upstairs,” Keigo says patiently, still pulling gently at your arm. “Gonna get some air, ‘kay? I’ll show you something cool.”

“O-Okay…” Something cool? You want to see something cool, even if you’re practically tripping over the stairs trying to stumble up them.

One of the brothers is guarding the entrance to the upper floors (no doubt ensuring that wayward attendees don’t try to take the party upstairs into the personal bedrooms). He nods at Keigo when he passes, but when he catches sight of you—you with your hair mussed, lipstick smeared, flushed cheeks and wobbly steps—his eyes narrow. “She good?”

Even in your boozy haze, it doesn’t escape you that the question isn’t directed toward you. He’s asking Keigo.

“Her? She’s fine, she’s fine.” Keigo throws his arm over your shoulders like you’re old buddies. “I’m taking her to my room, it’s so fucking hot down there I can’t breathe.”

“Yeah…” the other guy says, gaze still focused on you, but he doesn’t move to the side to let you through.

“Oh, come on.” Keigo steps up onto the same stair as him so he can look him in the eye. “I said she’s fine, didn’t I? She’s having fun. Aren’t you? Tell him you’re having fun, (Y/N).”

His tone isn’t any less sociable than before, but—are you imagining it?—he’s not really asking, is he? “Um, I’m having—having fun?”

Oh. Oh no. Why did that sound like a question?

The brother waits a moment, and then shrugs and steps aside. “Whatever, bro.”

Keigo’s bedroom is on the third and highest floor of the sprawling mansion where the fraternity makes its home. Flags are pinned to the walls—one with the colors of your university and one with the fraternity crest—and on top of his desk there are trophies lined up in meticulous rows: track and field, swimming, cross country, fencing. The bedroom is a rare single, one of only a few in the crowded house, which Keigo explains is because he earned it as a member of leadership when he was elected social chair (“it was unanimous—well, almost, a couple of the douchebags voted for themselves but—“)

You’re trying to listen, you really are. But your head is spinning. Now that you’re out of the feverish swampy heat of the dance floor downstairs, you feel marginally more sober—and also more aware that you’re inebriated. Keigo’s voice is steady and soothing like the rest of him. The timbre, the intonations, the casual lilt and dip of his speaking make more sense to you than the words themselves.

“Here, have this. It’s rum. Tell me what it smells like…” Keigo puts something in your hand—a tiny little cup, a plastic shot glass—and you have to use all your concentration to hold it still enough to let him fill it with red-brown liquid out of an unlabeled bottle.

When you carefully lift it up to your face, you can smell the alcohol. It smells sweet, too—like vanilla, vanilla and something fruity and heavy. Bananas?

But mostly it smells like alcohol.

“It smells like banana bread, doesn’t it?” Keigo asks, pouring himself a shot too. “Try it.”

You take a tentative sip but even that meager amount is sickeningly bitter in your mouth. You hold it on your tongue for a second trying to taste the ‘banana bread’ and then swallow a few moments too late, hoping you don’t look as disgusted as you feel.

“Not like that,” Keigo laughs, tipping his own shot back and downing it in a single go. “Like this. Your turn.”

“…Keigo…” You’re not sure what you want to say. You don’t want the shot, it tastes bad and you’re already drunk. You’re a smart girl, a careful girl. You should know better. You do know better. But it feels like—it feels like, even though he’s not making you do anything, somehow it’s too late to say no.

“C’mon, (Y/N). It’s just a little shot.” He taps his empty glass against your almost-full one. “And look, if you don’t want to, I’ll just take you back downstairs…is that what you want?”

Back downstairs. Back to sitting by yourself and waiting for your friend and turning down offers. Is that what you want?

Keigo’s gaze dips down to the ground and he shifts a step forward. “Now…maybe it’s just me, but I don’t think you want that. ‘Cause when I saw you sitting on that couch, you didn’t look like you were having such a good time, hm? Am I right?”

“…um, I guess?”

“Yeah…you looked so sad and lost and lonely I couldn’t leave you alone. Admit it...” He reaches up and tucks a wayward lock of hair behind your ear. “You were waiting for someone to catch your interest. You were wishing a guy like me would come rescue you. If I’m wrong, I’ll take you right back downstairs and leave you by yourself for the rest of the night, okay? But if I’m right…”

You can smell his hot breath on your face—vanilla and sugar and bananas and rum.

“…take the shot.”

It’s not so bad the second time. You’re quicker and you don’t bother holding it in your mouth. The liquor sears your throat clean and when you get over the unpleasantness, it really does taste kind of like banana bread.

“Ohhhh… Not so bad, is it?” Keigo takes the glass from you. “God, you—you complain, but you really take it down like a champ.”

“Alcohol tastes nasty,” you reply, wrinkling your nose. “Why’d people do this for fun?”

“It’s not about the taste, not at first,” Keigo laughs. Weird. It’s like he’s always laughing.

“Then what?” At your next exhale, you squeeze your eyes shut and reopen them. Ah. Ah. The room is moving again, spinning, contracting and dilating. There’s something relaxing about it, like you’re being rocked on gentle waves in the ocean. You feel floaty, comfortable, pleased.

“Well…it’s nice, isn’t it? Isn’t this nice? Helps you not think so much, not worry about the consequences.” Keigo’s arms are wrapping around you again, anchoring you in place. His torso is warm and hard against yours. “Lets you be bad.”

“Mmm…” You blink up at Keigo, admire his jawline and his lashes and his pretty gold eyes. He looks like a boy you would’ve had a crush on in high school, an older boy who never would’ve given you the time of day.

His hand is rubbing circles over your back, shifting the fabric of your dress along with his palm. “So what do you say?” he murmurs. “Wanna be a little bad?”

You do. You want to be bad and naughty and reckless. You want to make dumb, drunken decisions that you’ll laugh about with your friends in a few years. You want to do things you’ll regret, because you’d rather regret the things you had the guts to do than the ones you were too scared to try.

You inch your arms up past Keigo’s shoulders and tangle them in his fluffy hair, tugging gently at the different strands until you work up the nerve to pull his head to your level and kiss him. Even though you initiated it, he immediately takes the lead and the force of his mouth writhing against yours has your neck twisting back to accommodate. His tongue pushes against yours again but you don’t mind it this time. Your spine is arched and you’d probably be falling backward if his hand wasn’t bracing your lower back before sliding down to grab your ass.

“God—“ he breaks the kiss— “goddamn, look at you.” He’s gripping your dress, lifting it, pulling the fabric up over your hips and up to your waist at the same time as he showers kisses over your cheeks and your jawline and your neck.

You lift your chin (how strange that you’ve never done this before and still it feels so natural) to let him bite and suck scarlet marks onto the thin skin of your throat. “Keigo—“

“Baby,” he sighs, his breath stirring the hair falling over your neck. “You’re gonna be a killer, I can tell… You’re sweet now, but fuck, you’ve got no idea.” His hands are under the hem of your dress giving your ass another squeeze before he pulls the skirt up.

“Killer? What do you...” He’s backing you onto the bed, kicking off his shoes, and you do the same.

“Shh, that’s for me to know and you to find out. Arms up,” he tells you, and you slowly comply, letting him take the dress off your shivering body to leave you in your panties—no bra, not in this dress. Keigo holds the dress in his hands for a second before he drops it to the floor. “This—you know what, this is how I knew you were a virgin, this little dress, who the hell wears a dress to a frat party—“

“A virgin?” Hearing him say the word hits some kind of trigger in you and your eyes go wide. Without thinking, you fold your arms over your breasts and pull your legs up to your chest.

“Not a virgin virgin, it’s just what we call freshie girls who’ve never been to a party before—“ Keigo starts to clarify, but when he catches your reaction (your overreaction), his eyes narrow and he sits on the bed over you, knees straddling your legs. “Wait. Are you—you’re not actually a virgin, are you?”

You look to the side, cheeks hot, wanting to deny it but knowing there’s no way you’ve got the mental fortitude to really convince him.

“Fuuuck,” Keigo breathes, leaning over you and framing your face with his hands. “Baby. You just keep getting sweeter, don’t you?”

“Shut up,” you whine, covering your face with your hands. “’s embarrassing…”

“You should be glad I asked, or you’d be…like crying and bleeding and stuff, right? God, it’s been a while since I had a virgin.” He scratches his forehead and then his hand comes down to absently stroke the soft inside of your thigh.

It tickles. It tickles and you feel goosebumps rising to attention on your leg and a silly little laugh bubbles out of your throat. An involuntary shiver passes through you.

Keigo smirks and ducks down to kiss the skin of your inner thigh. It’s light—it’s nothing—but the rough stubble on his chin scratches over your skin and you giggle again. He nudges up higher on your body, so close you can feel the heat of his breath through your panties, and his hands grip around your waist to keep you in place.

Everything’s moving so quickly. You wonder in the back of your mind, the tiny part that still has a decent grasp on sobriety, if you’re ready for all of this. Then you wonder if anyone’s ever ready. How are you supposed to know? When it’s the right time, are you not supposed to be nervous? You are nervous, but the liquor is taking the edge off, making you more comfortable, maybe even keeping your mouth shut when the sober version of you would’ve stopped this a long time ago. You don’t know.

But what you do know—what you do know is that Keigo is easing your panties down off your legs and then nosing back in to kiss up your thighs and latch his mouth over your pussy.

“Mm—oh, fuck—“ What are you saying? You’re not a moaner, you don’t even say ‘fuck’. You’ve always been able to keep quiet when you’re by yourself. It’s like Keigo’s tongue flicking over your clit is pulling the voice out of you.

He wriggles the tip of his tongue over that sweet spot and the breath falls out of your lungs in what is undeniably a whimper. You feel so tense with the effort of keeping still, blood rushing to your pussy, and your thigh spasms where it’s nestled next to Keigo’s cheek. “You ever done this before?” he hums between licks.

“N-No…ah!”

“Ever cum?” His tongue returns, licking you up and down in lazy strokes, spreading your juices all over your dripping cunt.

“…hahhh, yesss…” Yes, you’ve had an orgasm before, in your own bed on your own fingers. When you do it to yourself it’s detached and methodical, a means to an end. You keep your mouth closed and you barely move and you get it over with. It’s not like this, wet and sloppy and out of your control, teasing, giving you almost exactly what you want but not quite.

You’re moaning. You’re moaning. You can still hear the throbbing music of the party downstairs, and you’re moaning your little heart out, whimpering, crying with little ah-ah-ah’s that anyone who can hear would recognize immediately.

When you do it yourself, it’s not like this. It’s never like this. Keigo moves from slow to quick unpredictably, always pulling you down right when you feel that pressure building in your core. It feels good enough that you’re annoyed—no, not annoyed, downright pissed when he sits back up on his heels and licks the wetness off his own lips.

“What’re you—I was, I was gonna—“ you start, trying to organize your thoughts. It had felt good. You’d wanted it, wanted more, and now your pussy feels all warm and wet and needy, pulsating with the lust he stirred up in you.

“Gonna cum?” Keigo leans down and kisses you, long and slow. “Sorry…but I’m selfish. When you cum, I wanna feel it.”

His arms flex in the yellow lamplight as he pulls the collar of his shirt over his head. You’re sprawled over the sheets on your back, not sure what you can say so you just watch. It helps that there’s plenty to look at—the hard planes of his abdomen forming the tell-tale dips of a six-pack, perfectly-formed lean muscle (all those sports trophies, you think to yourself), and the V of his hipbones disappearing under the hem of his pants…which he’s currently taking off as well. There’s something to be said for the benefits of spending more time at the gym than you do at the library.

Every part of Keigo Takami is impressive—he’s a work of art in human form. And when he pulls down his boxer briefs and his cock springs out to bob against his stomach, you’ve gotta admit that that is pretty impressive too.

Impressive…and intimidating. You bite your lip looking at it. Keigo pumps himself up and down, and every time his fist moves down to expose the thick pink head, you wonder the same thing: how is that supposed to fit!?

Keigo must see the sudden anxiety on your face, because he smiles (reassuringly? arrogantly? or is he just delighting in your discomfort?) and lifts you like a kitten with his hands under your armpits. “Up, up, on your knees, legs together—perfect. Now turn and put your hands on the wall.”

It’s so much easier to follow his instructions than try to consider what would happen if you said no. His callused hands petting over your waist make you feel like you’re doing the right thing. But—still—the nagging anxiety of having something so big in your pussy doesn’t go away.

You hear a drawer opening, and you turn away from the wall to see Keigo squeezing a clear liquid from a bottle in his hand and spreading it meticulously down the shaft of his cock. Lube? That’s good, you’ve heard from your more experienced female friends that it’s good to be extra wet the first time…but there’s something else, something you’re missing, isn’t there?

You try to think, try to ground yourself and understand, really understand what’s happening to you. What are you missing? The bed is squishy and soft under your knees, the air is windy somehow (is there a fan on? you hadn’t noticed), and the music downstairs is so loud you can feel the vibrations through the wall you’re pushed up against. And. And. You try to think. What are you forgetting that you’re not allowed to forget?

You can feel his cock, too. Keigo’s hands grip the flesh of your hips and he leans his chest into your back, brushing your hair over your shoulders so the two of you can touch skin to skin. The head of his cock bumps against your mound, raw and hard and heavy. Skin to skin.

Skin to skin.

It hits you in a wave of panic and you whip your head around and push desperately back at Keigo’s solid shoulder. “Wait! Wait, Keigo—the condom? Are you wearing a condom?”

His hand wraps around your wrist and pins it back against the wall, and he bows down to nip a a little spot on the crook of your neck. “Calm down, we don’t need one.”

“No, we—we need it, I need it!” you squeak out, trying to push away from Keigo but he’s got you sandwiched between him and the wall and those perfect muscles you were admiring earlier are definitely not just for show.

“I said calm down. I’m not gonna go inside.”

“…What?”

He rocks his hips forward and his dick bumps up under your pussy again. “Ever heard of thighfucking?”

No, you’ve never heard of thighfucking, but you’re an intelligent girl and you might be drunk but you’re not so drunk that you can’t piece together what he means. Your interpretation is reinforced when you feel Keigo slathering liquid—lubricant—over the lips of your pussy and between the tops of your thighs. It feels cold and weird—slippery slick, like lotion—but even the barest second of his fingers brushing over your clit reignites the need from when he ate you out and you shudder.

“Keep those knees together for me, baby,” Keigo says, and with no further delay he pushes his cock in between your thighs, aiming it perfectly to slide between your pussy lips so the head will bump up on your clit.

“…ahh, Keigo, wait—oh!” The full weight of Keigo’s body shoves against your back every time he thrusts. You’re too weak for this, too delicate to stay in position. Your elbows buckle under the pressure and your face is about to smack directly into the wall until Keigo laces his fingers in your loose hair and yanks you back from it.

He’s got no trouble holding you down, keeping you perfectly posed with your soft thighs molded tightly around the cock driving between them. Your head is craned back from his hold on your hair and he lays hungry kisses over your mouth, your cheek, your neck, anywhere he can reach. He’s right—he is selfish, and you know that this position is about him, not you, so it takes you by surprise that the longer he fucks his cock between your thighs and your dripping slit, the more heat you feel rising up in your cunt.

It’s not right. It’s not supposed to be like this. Your first time doing anything with a boy isn’t supposed to end up with him using you like he’s humping a pillow, thrusting his slippery cock into your thighs and groaning in your ear. It’s all wrong, and it’s definitely wrong that you’re getting off to it.

But now you know why he ate you out and left you high and dry (well, not dry) without making you cum—because the heat and the friction and the feeling of every ridged vein sliding over your clit, his hips smacking with a wet slap against yours, the smooth head grinding over your pussy—all of it is making your thoughts swirl like your brains are sloshing around in your head, and not just because of the alcohol.

“Fuck,” Keigo purrs, ducking forward to bite the shell of your ear and then running a soothing tongue over it. “Fuck, baby, you like that? Is that virgin pussy getting all wet on my dick? You’re twitching, I can feel you…”

“…Mmph, ah, I, I—please—” You can’t really talk, not when he’s knocking the breath out of you with every thrust. But you need more. It’s not fair, having to make do with the uncontrolled jerks of his cock over your upper thighs and the outside of your pussy. He’s fucking you like he couldn’t care less about whether you get to cum—which, if you had the ability to think about it, he probably doesn’t. Certainly not as much as he cares about your soft, lubed-up skin squeezing so deliciously on his cock.

You grind your hips down a little, sticking your ass back toward him to get a better angle and—ugh, ugh it works, the pressure on your clit increases, and you keen desperately, begging him to fuck your thighs faster harder deeper. He yanks on your hair, snapping your head back so your whimper chokes up into a squeal, and—god, are you imagining it?—but you swear you feel the stiff length of his cock throb in between your legs with the head nudging on your belly.

“Uhnn…baby, baby, baby,” Keigo chants in your ear. His voice is heavier and jagged with the puffs of breath that are coming out in time with the roll of his hips into yours. It sounds…needy, almost. “G-Good girl, keep those legs tight, just—just like that…my good little sweetheart, angel, virgin. Gonna make me cum? Yeah? Make me cum with these pretty fucking thighs?”

“—Keigo, I’m—mm!” You can’t say it, even the thought of announcing you’re cumming like some kind of pornstar makes you cringe, but even if you don’t say it, there’s no way he doesn’t feel the electric shock that passes through you, sending tremors through your body.

You’re crying out, loud, louder than the music downstairs maybe (or at least it feels like it). There’s nothing you can grip for purchase so one hand just scrabbles against the bare expanse of the wall while you curl the other into a fist and dig your fingernails into your palms.

Fuck, is it the alcohol? Is it the liquor that’s making it feel like this, so overwhelming and heady you don’t even know where you are? You vaguely try to remember how you got here (something about blond hair, an easy laugh, and sugar-sweet liquid coating your tongue), but it’s not important, who fucking cares when the cock pistoning between your thighs is still rubbing up on your clit, still stimulating you, still sending sparks of heat up through your spine and making it impossible for you to breathe without moaning, much less think.

“Keigo…Keigo I came, please ahh—it, it hurts,” you whimper, trying to shift your hips up off his cock to relieve the pressure on your sensitive clit—but he won’t let you.

Keigo’s grip on your ass digs in deeper, harder so he’s probably leaving bruises, and the hand in your hair pulls your head back toward his. His voice is a growl, so low and scratchy that it sends a chill up through your body. “Don’t move. Don’t you—don’t you fucking move. Stay right fucking there.”

It scares you.

It scares you, but his dick is rocking over your pussy, making you crazy, making you lose your grip on whatever other physical sensations you can still feel. You’re limp except for your thighs pressed into one another as tightly as you can manage, letting Keigo hold you up. It doesn’t hurt, not really—but it’s horrible, it’s too much, it’s like you’re trapped on the edge, cumming and cumming and cumming and cumming while you squeal like you’re being tortured, and you are, you are, you are, you are—

—it's torture.

But not pain. It doesn’t hurt. It’s mind-bending, oppressive, awful, you want it to stop but—oh god oh god—you’re helpless and you don’t get to make it stop, you don’t get to make that decision, it’s up to him. He decides, Keigo decides, and Keigo decides to keep fucking into your thighs, keep spreading your pussy lips apart and teasing your clit, so you just roll your head back and stop trying to convince yourself it doesn’t feel incredible.

You barely notice him speeding up—you probably wouldn’t notice at all if you couldn’t hear the beat of your moans, paced in time with his body slamming yours against the wall, increasing in frequency. He releases your hair (you swear you can feel blood rush back into your head when you’re finally able to lean forward) and his hands go back to your hips, guiding you to rock yourself back on him so his last few rabid thrusts finish with the head of his cock rubbing firmly against your stomach.

“Ugh, goddamnit fuck, baby, yesss, stay still, stay right there,” Keigo groans, and you’re so blissed out from the overstimulation that you barely even feel the twitching of his cock between your legs and the spurt of thick, hot liquid on your stomach.

Oh.

Oh god.

When Keigo finally picks his hands off their bruising grip on your ass, you drop directly onto the bed, barely remembering at the last second to roll over onto your back so his semen (his semen, which is spread over your lower belly like a Jackson Pollock painting) doesn’t stain his sheets.

You stare at the ceiling and what do you know, there is a ceiling fan, blades spinning in lazy circles that make you sick when you try to follow them. So you close your eyes.

What are you feeling? What are you supposed to be feeling?

Anger, probably. Fear? Well, you won’t deny that there are hints of both of those emotions swimming underneath the hazy surface of your drunken psyche, but they’re overshadowed by what you’re really feeling, which is relief, relief that the stimulation is over, relief that it felt good, relief. And—since you’re too out of it to stop yourself from admitting it—satisfaction.

There’s a rustling, paper slipping against paper, and then you can feel Keigo wiping his cum off your bare stomach with a tissue and then dabbing at the smears of wetness between your legs. When he’s satisfied that you’re clean, the bed creaks as he lays down next to you. He’s panting.

Reluctantly you open your eyes and roll onto your side, propping yourself up on an elbow so you can look down at him: golden hair spread out in a halo around his head, pale lashes and brows, a healthy glow of sweat over his forehead. You hadn’t seen it before, but there’s a tattoo curling over his biceps from where it must originate on his back—red feathers, wings, inked permanently into his skin.

Angel, Keigo called you earlier. But really, between the two of you…he’s the angel. In appearance, if nothing else.

His eyes drift open and the corner of his mouth tilts up, pleased to see you inspecting him. “How was that? Did you have fun being naughty?”

You and him both know exactly how much fun you had, and if you said it you’d just be stroking his ego. “You’re not a good guy, are you,” you say instead.

“Never said I was.”

“Then why didn’t you…have sex with me? For real?” you ask after a beat. The question’s been weighing on you.

“Don’t tell me you’re complaining.” A hand comes up to comb through your mussed hair unhurriedly.

“I’m not…” You still want to know, though.

“Mmm…baby. You didn’t want this to be your first time. Believe me, you’re not supposed to lose your virginity to a guy like me. No—don’t pout, come on. Your first time is supposed to be, like, soft and special and romantic, right?”

The girl you were one month ago, before you moved away from your hometown to come to college, she would have agreed. But you’re not that girl. You’ve been to your first college frat party, you’ve had your first drink and your first shot, you’ve kissed a stranger and you’ve done…sexual things with a man for the first time. And you’re okay with it. So you roll your eyes. “I’m not some fourteen-year-old drawing hearts in my notebook. I don’t need soft,” you tell him, hoping you sound bold and sarcastic.

Keigo chuckles and pats you on the head. “Don’t knock soft fucking, it’s got a time and a place like everything. I just couldn’t do it. Not when I saw you sitting there looking so lonely—you were like, hmm…like a rabbit in a den of wolves. You looked delicious.”

Oh god, you’re blushing again. This isn’t good for the nonchalant cool girl persona you’re trying to cultivate for yourself.

He cups your chin and runs his thumb over your lower lip. “I don’t think I could’ve been soft with you if I tried.”

A sharp rap on the door has both of you tensing, and Keigo only has a second to yank a blanket up from the foot of the bed over your naked bodies before the door is slammed open so hard that it bangs against the adjacent wall. “Jesus, get the fuck out!” he barks to the intruder, and it’s weird to hear the authoritative note in his voice reminding you that within this house, he’s someone who commands respect.

You tuck your face into Keigo’s chest and hope wildly that the person who just walked in 1) didn’t see anything and 2) isn’t the friend who brought you to the party, because if word gets around that you’re the girl who ‘slept’ with an older frat boy at the first party of freshman year, you’ll never live it down. Regardless of your own sexual liberation or whatever, you’re well aware that this isn’t the kind of reputation you want to start your college career out with.

“Sorry Kei! But we need you downstairs, we’re out of alc and the music stopped and no one knows how to fix the speakers!” the brother says, shielding his eyes with his hand, but he doesn’t leave the room. At least it’s not your friend—you breathe a sigh of relief and Keigo automatically smooths a hand down the back of your head in response.

“I’m kind of busy,” he seethes, and—you’ve gotta admit, there’s something marginally funny about seeing him caught off guard like this. You bite down on a laugh and he looks at you curiously, one thick eyebrow quirked.

“I’m really sorry, man, but the President said you’ll be on puke clean-up duty tomorrow if you don’t get your ass down there. His words, not mine.”

“Tomura, of-fucking-course…shitty incel has it out for me…” Keigo curses under his breath. “Give me five minutes.”

As soon as the door is closed, you’ve got your feet on the floor, groping around the discarded articles of clothing for your dress. You smooth down your hair with your hands and hope you look like any other tipsy freshman instead of a girl who just got pseudo-fucked. Keigo winks at you and taps his cheeks under his eyes; you take the hint and wipe away the smudges of mascara and eyeliner that migrated out of place during your…activities.

Your phone is safely in the pocket of your dress and you’re all but ready to leave the room (hopefully there won’t be anyone in the hallway to see you) when Keigo, still pulling on his pants, tugs you back by your wrist.

“Hey,” he says.

“Hey,” you reply uncertainly.

“Aren’t you going to give me your number?”

What? Really? You’ve heard plenty about how frat guys like him operate, and nothing Keigo’s done (except the whole ‘no penetrative sex’ thing) has led you to believe he doesn’t fit the stereotype. And the stereotype doesn’t involve sleeping with the same girl twice, especially if that girl is an awkward freshman who is apparently too innocent for him to get his dick wet with. “What do you want my number for?” you ask.

“Do I have to spell it out to you?” Keigo’s fingers lace with yours and you stumble forward into him so he can kiss you.

It’s light, chaste even, but it’s not fair because he knows, of course he knows—a kiss like that is going to leave you wanting more. “Yes,” you tell him, just to be contrary.

Keigo laughs again, and you do your best to memorize the sound of it. “It’s so the next time you decide you want to be a bad girl…you know where to find me.”

[kakakakashi]

ignore this if it sounds too nasty for you 👉👈 i was thinking about maybe shino fucking you roughly and after he cums in you, the bugs start to basically act like a vibrator, making you come again and shino loves watching it - bug cum anon

Me: Nooo! The bugs are precious! Please don’t make me tough them with my disgusting ideas.

Also me: YES!

NO ASK IS TOO NASTY FOR THE QUEEN OF THE SIN BIN!

*NSFW under the cut*

Okay… I thought about this, and while the Aburame clan is probably accustomed to the sensation of bugs inside them and on them, I know not everyone is.

Like, idk if you’ve ever had a butterfly or ladybug or spider or something crawl on you, but that shit tickles.

And when the body is aroused, things that can tickle or be uncomfortable can become really pleasurable.

So… to a certain extent, if you like the bug cum in you, it could be used as a form of overstimulation…

And Shino is just… Look, if you actually want Shino to cum inside you, the man’s gonna be in love, okay? I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. It’s just… to him, it means you aren’t disgusted by him and his bugs. It means you accept him and love him the way that he is, not despite his insects, but because of his insects. He just feels like he doesn’t have to be ashamed for being himself, and it’s something that he wants more than anything.

Sorry, I’m soft for Shino. What else is new?

Anyway, so if you tell Shino to cum inside of you, he’s gonna cream right then and there.

He’s also gonna want to give you even more pleasure because he loves you so much, and he wants to make you feel as good as he possibly can.

So, first, he sees how you’re squirming, and his heart falls a little. He thinks you’re grossed out.

He mumbles out a small “sorry.”

“What? Don’t be sorry. It’s just too much. I’m so sensitive.”

“Wait… what? You’re not… disgusted?”

“Oh, god no! It’s just… the feeling… I’m so sensitive, and it feels so good…”

And Shino’s mouth just barely tugs up. He gets a look in his eye, and suddenly, you feel the sensation getting stronger.

Before you know it, you’re pushed over the edge again.

And, I’m going to just sit in my corner now because I’m nasty.

[princesskokichi]

ns / fw alphabet for sub ! nagito

WOWO WOWOWOW THIS WAS SO EMBARRASSING TO WRITE AND I DON’T KNOW WHY ???

THIS IS FOR THAT ONE ANON THAT I EMBARRASSINGLY SAID I DIDN’T KNOW WHAT THIS WAS !! 

MY FACE IS SO RED PLS I SIGNED UP FOR THIS WHY CAN’T I HANDLE IT LKAJDLFJADF - mod kokichi

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

WHEW !!

aftercare will be super important to him please please please PLEASE show him love and affection immediately or he will slip so far into a subdrop that it will be almost impossible to pick him back up. he needs it to function afterward during sex. he really likes for you to make sure his skin is taken well care of, especially any marks or such. but do not forget to call him cute names and thank him !! in return he will be putty in your hands.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

EVERYTHING ? ? ? ???

he loves everything about his partner !! there's not a part that he loves more than the other one, because to him you are his god/dess. he needs you to survive, every part of  you, or he doesn't know what he'd do with himself

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

uhm, i think he really likes to cum inside of you

it's a primal need of his, really. but he's also into denial and stuff like that, so he's not against not getting release at all during the night. but he can't go a week without having to cum at some point

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

he really REALLY wouldn't mind being your private pet for the rest of his life. he loves when your attention is all on him, and he would absolutely adore all of his attention being on solely you and your needs as long as he lives

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

he wasn't experienced, but he wasn't inexperienced. like, he knew what he was doing, but he was kinda clumsy ?? you would have to teach him better over time

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

uhm,, i want to say doggy style with him on bottom, but i can also see him enjoying reverse cowgirl ( any gender partner, of course, this is just the name of the position ) and missionary, with him as the bottom

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

he's not goofy at all during the actual intimate part, but before anything starts if he's not that horny or needy he'll make a few light jokes. other than that, making you feel good is his top priority and is treated as such

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

the carpet does indeed match the drapes, but you rarely see it. he's usually well cleaned. he doesn't want anything getting in the way of pleasuring you, so he will undoubtedly shave / wax his hair off unless you state that you like hair

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

he's intimate but in his own way ?? like he will spend the entire time worshipping you and your body and doing nothing but praising you while you're fucking him silly. but it's by no means slow paced unless he really really needs slow sex

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

he only jacks off once you give him explicit permission. if you have a rule that he can only masturbate if you watch, expect him to walk into the room with his dick in his hand just so you could watch him.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

bondage, choking, slapping, overstimulation, edging, denial, cumplay, worshipping, the god/servant dynamic

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

okay, let me say it like this. he PREFERS the bed. but if you want to get down at the table ? yes. in public ? yes. he will do anything for you anywhere, he has no shame about this.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

anything that will pleasure you i so worth it !! he just wants to make you feel good at all times, so he's so down to have sex whenever whenever.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

there’s not much he won’t do for you, lets be real. no scat play or anything like that, gross. but do NOT insult him. please. it will hurt his feelings in a heartbeat. please only call him nice things. he'll call himself negative things like slut or whore, but the moment you do it it's all over. he'll start crying, for real.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

he has a huuuuge lean towards giving you oral !! he just loves going down on you, because then he can kind of control how much pleasure he gives you, but also he kinda can't because he gets too into it and just starts going at it until you're literally shaking underneath him ( which is the best sight eveeer )

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

he's usually so fast, but also hella sensual about it ??

like, he's fucking you with his entire soul behind his movements, you feel me ??

he wants to cum but he wants to love you more

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

he uses quickies when he needs to be satisfied quickly before something important ?? but they almost always end up with him being hornier than before

most of the time, he'll just wait for the night to come around and then he can get freaky

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

he's so into experimenting. it's not likely that he'll bring up anthing, but the moment you suggest something, he's already in love with it. he wants to, that night. that second, even, depending on what it is.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

he can last two or three rounds of actual intercourse when he's actually fucking you, but can last so many orgasms. especially when you force him to orgasm as much as he can ?? he'll be a good boy and cum so many times until he's sobbing and can't even choke out a " please " anymore

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

he probably has a ton of toys for himself. he absolutely loves when he's done bad and you force him to pick one out, because he almost always picks the biggest one out so you can torture him until he's begging for you to stop

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he hates to tease you, but he LOVES you to tease him !!

he's such a good boy ?? oh my god, whatever his god/dess wants, his god/dess gets. that's all there is to that.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

oh he's lOUD loud. there's no shutting him up. he's whining and cry and whimpering it's,,, beautiful. he's so beautiful when he's making all kinds of noises.

even when he's not supposed to be loud he just can't help it. you're making him feel so good !! you have to actually gag him to make him even somewhat silent, but that doesn't keep everything from escaping

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

he LOVES when you grab him by the face and spit in his face like that. he loves being handled roughly in general, to be honest

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

uhm this is a " hard " one for me,,,

he's probably either average or above average ?? i literally cannot tell

also idk why but i see him as uncircumcised, sorry people who don't like that

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

high high high high HIGH

it's not that he wants sex, but he needs to fulfill your desires. he craves the attention it gives him, and the feeling of euphoria as he climaxes, even if you make him cum time and time again

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

he won't fall asleep until after aftercare !! after that, it's only a matter of moments before he's out. you usually have to put him in the bed again or he'll fall asleep anywhere, even in the bath

[thatscarletseven]

His Angel (Smut)

Dedicated to the anon who graced me with the prompt; “So Beej is like some kinda demon right? Then what if the reader would be some kinda angel but she’s a virgin. And if she’s gonna lose her virginity she wants to be the dominant one but she’s just too submissive and she fails. Idk if you want to could you write about that for me?”

Note: I made my own cannon for angels in the Beetlejuice universe. Basically, if Beej was once alive but is now a demon, the reader could’ve been alive too and become an angel. Also, despite how the first couple of paragraphs may look, the reader is of age at the time the smut takes place. I just have to set the stage, you know?

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction AND a request. It DOES NOT reflect the author’s real-world values and beliefs. Also, this is smut where the reader is female and gets just a tad sub-spacey. Also also, use of headcannons regarding Betelgeuse’s mood ring hair and excessive ejaculation + glowing ejaculate.

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For the first time in your after-life, you were truly happy. You’d originally been sent by Juno to keep the Maitland-Deetz household safe from Betelgeuse. Every single entity occupying that house loved having you around. You cleaned, cooked, and protected, and you loved doing it. Even when Betelgeuse was integrated into the make-shift family and was no longer a threat, you stayed. You had finally found a home

You’d died as a kid during the black plague. Since your soul was pure, you weren’t just any old ghost or demon in the after-life; you became an angel. Juno raised you like Mowgli was raised among the wolf pack. Even though the black plague had caused a massive influx of angels, most of them had stayed far away from the evils of the underworld. 

In this new spiritual state, you grew to be the beauty of the underworld, just as a flower is in a battlefield. Besides that, you’d proven yourself in mastering your supernatural abilities and in combat. Even though you were witty and clever too, academics were never your strongpoint. You grew to your peak young age and there you stayed, this beautiful thing preserved forever in angelic death. You were eventually assigned to be the guardian angel of the Maitland-Deetz household.

As soon as Betelgeuse was decidedly not evil, you allowed yourself to feel what you’d previously pushed down; you really liked him. Not only was he sexy as hell, he was also exactly your type. Thick in just the right places (there were days you wondered if this extended to someplace else as well), and a face that you adored. When he hugged you, you melted into his soft form. Betelgeuse was surprisingly clingy and cuddly, but you didn’t really mind. One of your favorite features about him was his hair. When he was in a lighter mood it was green. When he was lonely it was a purplish blue. When he flirted with you it could be anywhere from a light green to a dark magenta, but that depended on the caliber of the joke. His jokes were often sexual in nature, so you saw something close to magenta quite often.

Thus you embarked on the best chapter of your after-life.

As far as the rat himself was concerned, he’d been lusting after you the day you arrived with the intention of kicking his ass. One of his favorite thoughts was sexually corrupting you, you who were so pure, and probably still had your virginity to lose. He often dreamed of tying you down and filling you up with his seed, or overstimulating you, or biting into and permanently marking your perfect skin, or, or, or- there were just too many good possibilities. However, on his more lonely days, he though of it the other way around; you riding him, holding him down with your angelic power. Completely and utterly using him for your own pleasure. Maybe you’d spank him. Since he was in the privacy of his own room (the basement) at the time this thought first occurred to him, he moaned aloud at the thought. 

One summer evening, the two of you sat outside the house. Lydia had just had a fight with Delia, and tensions between everyone else had been high due to the nature of the argument. Delia had made a snide comment at dinner about how all the living inhabitants of the house “might die someday because of all the ghosts! I mean, what if Betelgeuse decides to go rogue again?”. You and Lydia had immediately jumped to Betelgeuse’s defense, and Lydia was absolutely livid. She cut you out of the debate all together, but this gave you time to notice that your favorite demon’s hair was getting progressively bluer. He had also found his family in these people, and to have one of them say something like this must’ve hurt. Though the hair confirmed what he was feeling, his facial expression said it all. His eyes were wide and unfocused, and he was trembling. The two of you had gotten to know each other a little, and you could tell that he needed to get out of here. His literal blue-ness often turned to panic, and panic often snow-balled into rage. You touched his arm lightly, and his head snapped up, eyes meeting yours. If he had been living, the action would’ve been painful. “Take my hand.” you whispered softly to him. Betelgeuse nodded and interlocked his fingers with yours. His grip was tight.

This was how you ended up comforting him. You didn’t touch him and he didn’t touch you. You just sat on the porch next to him, and it was enough.

To you, Betelgeuse seemed like the perfect picture of despair. His blue locks hung over his sad eyes. Old eyes, you realized. Betelgeuse wasn’t young. He probably died in his mid-thirties, but he’d been dead for so much longer. His large frame was hunched over, wide shoulders stooped. He wasn’t wearing his overcoat or his suit jacket, but he’d kept on his suspenders, rolled up his sleeves, and undone his top buttons. If he was a little less sad, he’d be downright sexy.

You were snapped out of your little trance when you heard him say your name softly, “Am I a bad person?” The question hung in the air for a few moments, and then you spoke, “The fact that you’re asking the question means that you probably aren’t.” And that was the beginning of your friendship.

You and him spent more and more time together, and Betelgeuse began seeing you as more than just good jerking-off material. He saw you as another person. He noticed something very human in you despite your angelic state, and you began to see the human in him. You two found laughter in each other. Betelgeuse was particularly amused by you when you kept yourself from cursing. It was only natural, since you were the purest being he’d ever encountered.

You noticed the way he got all giddy over mundane human things. You loved the gross things about him, like his taste in insects. You loved his sense of masculine fashion. You like his eyes - sad, old eyes - and the way they let you in on his internal thoughts even better than his hair did sometimes.

He noticed the way you hid your pain, tucked away where only you and him could see it. He was fascinated by you. He’d always thought angels were little happy babies with wings and halos, but you weren’t. You didn’t have wings or a halo, and you certainly weren’t a child. You just had this calming infectious glow about you.

Everything was fine when you and Betelgeuse were together.

The first time he kissed you, it was a quick peck on the lips and neither of you talked about it. You reciprocated it later that night.

Whenever he got sad, you kissed him.

Whenever you got sad, he’d hug you.

Soft intimacy became part of the normal routine.

True to his nature, soft intimacy grew sexual in private. You didn’t mind, but the thread was getting thinner every time.

One night, Betelgeuse had gotten all sad on you in his basement bedroom. He responded to your soft kiss with a passionate one, and you didn’t mind. He did this often, and it never led anywhere. You and him exchanged soft kisses that quickly heated up. You found that you couldn’t bear to separate yourself from him. 

“Beej-” you used the nickname that he’d adopted recently. “Beej, I want- “ he kissed you again, “-me too-” You loved his gravelly voice all the more in this situation. His sleeves were rolled up and his suspenders were on and his top buttons were undone the way you liked. His hands pulled you closer and then you were straddling him and you could feel how much he liked this. 

The thread was gonna break soon.

“Lawrence.” He stopped and pulled his face from yours for a moment. Now you only ever used his real name when you were being serious. He growled softly because you were pressed against his junk and this was so not the time to be serious. His hair was a sinful shade of pink. “Betelgeuse,” you started again. “I want- shit, I want you, but I-” He’d never heard you curse before and it was automatically a turn-on. He silently vowed to make you curse more often. “I’ve never had sex before but I really wanna ride you.” Well damn, he certainly didn’t expect you to be dominant this early on. “.. Ok.” The demon said simply. “Uh, I don’t think ghosts can get knocked up, just sayin’.” Betelgeuse chuckled.

The thread that suspended your boundaries snapped.

Even though you’d never even gotten yourself off, getting naked and being intimate with your demon felt natural and taboo all at the same time. You were experiencing the pent-up sexual energy of the past few hundred years and it was hitting hard. Your entire body was burning with turbulent need, and your core was practically dripping with slick. Your mind was spinning and spiraling with fantasies of what could be that made you all tingly. The feeling was so foreign and wonderful. 

Betelgeuse was almost as needy, feeling so free after using his hand for so long. He’d been so busy in the past couple months that he just willed his boners away instead of dealing with them. 

Even though you had opted to dominate him, you were much too shaky and turned on to do much of anything. He spread you out on his unmade bed and buried his face in your neck. He inhaled sharply, eyes shut as his body convulsed and he almost gave up on foreplay then and there. He shuffled himself downward and spread your thighs apart.

Your slick had made a dark spot on his bed and had cascaded down your thighs. The musky perfume of your slick made his mouth water and he longed to taste you. Betelgeuse hiked your legs up on his shoulders and then his filthy mouth was kissing your cunt. You tasted something like salted dark chocolate to him, a flavor that he quickly became addicted too. He dipped his tongue teasingly into your hole, but payed much more attention to your clitoris. You ground your hips against his face as his short beard scratched the interior of your thighs. The pleasure that sung through your being made you feverishly warm. He sucked and licked and you felt like you were going to piss yourself, but you knew this wouldn’t be the case. You thought you could feel some kind of vibration in your throat and you weren’t sure how loud you were being.

Betelgeuse was shocked by the dirty noises that made their way out of your throat in long sighs and broken moans. Your face was red and teary-eyed and you were utterly gone, lost in the pleasure. He was swallowing mouthfuls of your addicting slick at this point, and he was so thankful that he didn’t have to breath. He was painfully hard but was too invested in your pleasure to do anything about it just yet.

The feeling off needing to piss was getting stronger but you let it happen, bucking your hips up into Betelgeuse’s face. The feeling flooded your body, up your spine and radiated inside your skull. It danced down your arms and burst forth again from your cunt and down your thighs and all the way into your toes. This feeling was no longer like fire, but like lighting, striking your body repeatedly and constantly.

The feeling seemed to sit and simmer for a moment as your lover pulled away to wipe off his mouth and position himself over your body.

Betelgeuse was big. So big, in fact, that even when his pants were on and he was flaccid, there was a substantial bulge there. The stretch of his cock head was nothing but electrifying pleasure. You thought for a moment that you were paralyzed because you just couldn’t move. Betelgeuse tucked his head back into the crook of your neck and you were both sobbing into each other as he all but shoved the rest of himself into you.

Betelgeuse realized just how much power he held over your pleasure. He knew she hadn’t ever cum before (thanks to a game of drunk truth or dare) and the power this situation gave hime completely went to his head. Before he really knew what was happening, he was pressed all the way inside you and experiencing the most intense pleasure he’s felt since his first orgasm back when he was alive (and he really didn’t remember it so it didn’t really count anyway). He was in this weird space between cumming and not cumming and it wouldn’t take that much for him to start.

You felt yourself suddenly seize up and jerk and pulse. The immense simmering pleasure was magnified a hundred fold and you wrapped your leg’s around your lover’s thick hips. You were in complete euphoria. Your being was numb and all you could feel was Betelgeuse, Betelgeuse, Betelgeuse.

As your orgasm continued, Betelgeuse whimpered into your neck broken curses and whiney pleads. Without pulling out, he humped into you as the accumulation of a good few months burst into your womb. He generally produced significantly more semen that any average man, ghost, or demon, but after saving up for so long, you were sure to be flooded.

Betelgeuse was pressing into you so hard, and with your recently-virgin pussy, his cum wasn’t able to leak out of you when you got full. You got full almost immediately. “Oh- fuck, gah-” he moaned into your neck as he felt your belly beginning to push up against his own.

You enjoying the sight of your lover enjoying himself as you regained your other senses. You decided that you liked the increasing feeling of fullness in your belly, even though you were way too fucked out to really get aroused again, especially after something so intense. You reached a hand up to thread in his pink hair, just softly playing with it as you cooled down.

When he had finally stopped cumming, you realized with dawning amusement that he had fallen asleep against you. You decided not to wake him back up just yet.

You knew that you loved him and he loved you, but actions speak so much louder than words, don’t they?

-END-

[7hyuns]

ateez as doms or subs

warnings; lots of mentions of different kinks!!, Controversial Opinions ladies we’re going all out, we had to add that keep reading bc i went off again :/

a/n; i’m really not sure what the stance on writing nsfw for 00 liners is? i haven’t added jongho because i’m not sure but if uhh somebody could let me know if i’m supposed to add him that’d be nice !! 

seonghwa; 

overall; 

wanna hear the hottest take?

he’s a dom!

he just radiates that kinda energy, first of all

but i don’t think he’d be super rough very often

by this i mean i think he’d be a pretty soft dom most of the time but he’d definitely have his moments

he’d probably not even be a dom because he’s super into all the different kinks that usually come with it

he just likes being in control and taking care of people so he sees it as a kinda natural thing for him to do

however! do i think he’d ever sub? no. not really

he’s just not into the idea of not being in charge oof

i also feel like a lot of ‘communication’ with seonghwa when he’s feelin like a Big Dom would be non-verbal

expect lots of sharp looks and glares if you’re doing something you’re not supposed to

hhhhh he’d probably raise his eyebrows at you in That Look that he does when you talk back to him goodbye

anyway, he doesn’t understand why you’re ever a brat with him

he’s just ?? he knows he’s good 2 u so what’s the reason

which is when the (✿╹◡╹) softdom!seonghwa (✿╹◡╹) persona just blows up in your face

seonghwa no longer knows what a soft dom is. he is now the Only rough dom to ever have existed

tbh he’d probably stay very stoic but lmao it’d probably be because he actually doesn’t know how to react to a lot of stuff at first

if you do something attractive on the inside he’s doing a keyboard smash but he doesn’t wanna embarrass himself so he’d have little to no reaction oof  

kinks; 

honestly? he’d probably develop more the longer he dated you but at first he wouldn’t really have very many

light choking (giving)

kissing!! smooching!!

hm if he was feeling extra soft he’d really like hand holding when he went down on you :)

light hair pulling (giving)

marking (giving)

tbh light biting bye (giving)

slight pain (giving) (he’d feel bad afterwards though whoops)

being a dom?? being caring?? is that a kink?? idk but seonghwa has it

punishments; 

well, it’s been fun, i hope you rest in peace ://

like i said, [softdom!seonghwa has left the chat]

he’s mean!!

light degrading but he can only do degrading if he mixes it with praise

praises you during punishments anyway

i think he’d stick to spanking

if you apologise and/or thank him after each one he will a: have a heart attack and b: let you hold his hand because omg that’s his baby :o

would occasionally use orgasm denial but he’d really only do that if he wanted there to be a big pay off for you at the end lol

aftercare; 

the sweetest boyfriend anyone could ever have

gets really soft if you get whiny

so much praise!!

“you’re always such a good girl/boy for me, always, you did so well.”

calls you his baby :( bye

would probably wanna try and get you to shower or have a bath before you went to sleep

he’d wash your hair for you if you were feeling extra sleepy

but if you really didn’t wanna shower he might let it pass,,

he just likes to make sure you aren’t gonna wake up in the morning and feel gross ://

takes him a little while to actually stop being in a dom mind-set

he goes from being all like: ( ￣＾￣) i’m big dom seonghwa!! i’m really tough and cool!! ( ￣＾￣)

to aftercare where’s like: ♡＾▽＾♡ who’s my favourite person in the whole world!! omg it’s you!! ♡＾▽＾♡

he’d make you have something to drink and eat before he let you sleep every single time

hongjoong; 

overall; 

ok here comes the opinion i’ll be murdered for

i think he’s a dom most of the time

but he’s got some sub tendencies too so i think very occasionally he’d switch

anyway! he’d probably get more confident as a dom the longer he was one

i feel like he’d be confused at first over whether or not he thought he was a dom or a switch

i just think he’d settle into being a dom easier so he’d feel more content with being like that :)

but if you went to dom him he’d literally never say no

as a dom ((once he got confident and comfortable enough)) he’d probably be pretty mean

he’d just overall really enjoy the dynamic?? idk i feel like hongjoong just likes having a thing to be giving more attention to than he really needs to lol

he loves being hyped up as a dom!! it just reaffirms him so much

can’t handle it if you do something he finds cute or attractive

even if he’s supposed to be a Cool Dom if you do something cute his uwus? on the floor

adores it when you get whiny!!  

is probably up to try anything and everything at least once :) especially if it’s trying things for you because he really wants to make you feel good

as for his sub tendencies, i just mean if you went to dom him he’s gonna melt n let you do literally anything to him he won’t care

but if it was left up to him he’d prefer to be the dom

you’re not allowed to tease him in public whether he’s the dom or the sub

he just can’t handle it he’s so bad at keeping it lowkey whenever you even slightly touch his thigh in public

but the rule’s not the same for you :) he wouldn’t tease you in public very often, but oh boy when he did  

kinks; 

his list would just keep getting longer ?? how

choking (giving and occasionally receiving)

hair pulling (giving)

praise (receiving)

body worship (giving and receiving)

overstimulation (giving)

phone sex

semi-public sex (he’s too nervous to do it anywhere other than a studio he’s working in when you’re both desperate but you have to promise to be quiet)

light marking (giving and receiving)

restraining (giving)  

punishments; 

he’s mean :///

usually goes for orgasm denial or overstimulation

or both if he’s feeling extra mean adventurous

goes for spanking sometimes but if he knows you’ve got a pain kink no way is that happening lmao

he’d remind you of why you were being punished as he was punishing you and you’re just like ‘omg hongjoong shuT UP’ because he will not stop

tells you to apologise for it but is mostly just teasing

if you whine or pout he’d 100% tease you for that too

tbh his punishments blur with his usual teasing behaviour often so sometimes he’s like “and that was ur punishment” and you’re like ‘oh damn okay’

aftercare; 

his new name is Concern and he’s very worried

always thinks he’s done too much and accidentally hurt you

asks you how you’re feeling a thousand times

gives you so many lil kisses!!!

would probably ask what you wanted to do rather than having a set routine

likes to take baths with you afterwards though he’s a sucker for Intimacy and Romance

has a drink and food ready for you! he is the most prepared man  to ever exist

i think he’d find it a lil hard to come straight back down from the Big Dom Mood like seonghwa? so he’d need a couple minutes

either that or the mood drops immediately n he’s all giggly and cute as soon as you’re both done

yunho; 

overall; 

what a MAN

he’s a dom anyway let’s not get too caught up on this

is again mostly a soft dom

but he kinda just likes being really rough with you sometimes? and he’d be fine with it if you were in the mood for him to be rougher as well

honestly one of the best things about sex with yunho would be the build up and his energy u know

he would just radiate good trustworthy dom energy and it would be so attractive

that and you can just tell that he’s genuinely into making you feel good

which leads me onto my main point! yunho’s the type to get off by getting you off

he’s obsessed with being able to make you feel good in every way he can possibly think of

thigh riding? big yes from him, he loves making out with you as you do it and holding your hips with one hand and controlling the pace

going down on you? even bigger yes from him. i think he’s probably got an oral kink for both giving and receiving so it’s not really something he can explain

he’d go down on you sometimes just for fun and doesn’t expect anything in return because it’s good enough for him that you let him go down on you anyway :)

but just because he’s a giver doesn’t mean he isn’t definitely a dom

he doesn’t really have the same kind of general rules that seonghwa and hongjoong would have where it’s like specific things you know you’re not supposed to do

if you do something he doesn’t like, his ass would give you a warning

if you keep doing it after that, that’s on you and i hope you’ve enjoyed sweet boyfriend yunho because he’s ghostin

look ok he’s soft sometimes too though if you were getting punished and wanted to hold his hand, the answer is always yes !

he’d actually prefer you hold his hand when he’s doing punishments like orgasm denial or overstimulation because it makes him feel better because he knows you’re good the whole time  

kinks; 

make out sessions

hand holding!!!

also: choking (giving)

hair pulling (receiving)

he probably got a size kink we know 5’0 ladies u win this round  

oral (giving and receiving)

overstimulation (giving)

praise (giving)

body worship (receiving)

eh very lowkey voyeurism (giving)

punishments; 

not too harsh very often tbh

i feel like they’d be kinda fun and soft with him :)

especially spanking because he knows he’s a Big Boy and he worries about hurting you so he turns it into a big meme

but he takes orgasm denial very seriously

makes you count each time he denies an orgasm

look it feeds into his budding begging kink don’t question him

probably leaves marks on the inside of your thighs when he’s doing that bye-bye

he doesn’t see overstimulation as a punishment though

he does that because uh who wouldn’t want multiple orgasms is he right  

aftercare; 

my sweet boy my baby boy my favourite boy

gets you water and probably candy lol

so many forehead kisses it’s unnatural

honestly he looks at you with actual genuine cartoon-style heart eyes

“you’re so beautiful, did you know that? i love you so much, princess.”

aftercare really gets him in his soft hours

doesn’t wanna be apart from you for longer than two minutes tops during aftercare because he worries about how you’re feeling

so if you wanna shower :) you have a shower buddy now :)

cuddles!! loves having you sleep on his chest it’s a big yes from him  

doesn’t really have a set routine and probably never will make one

he just goes with whatever you wanna do when you feel like doing it

you wanna eat? ok, he’ll attempt to cook something for you ((or he’ll just order in))

you wanna go straight to sleep? ok, he’s Ready 2 Cuddle

you wanna shower? ok, he does too

he’s just very laid back about it and it wouldn’t ever feel like it was a structured process

yeosang; 

overall; 

this man…..an enigma

is probably a switch

it’d be real fucking funny if he was just this immensely chaotic switch and we just have no idea

but no i think he’s a switch and i don’t really think he’d lean too much either way

he’d probably lean one way or another but that’d only change once every couple of months

for like three months, he’d be leaning more to being a dom

for the next couple months, he’d be leaning more to being a sub

he’s honestly just here to have a good time

sometimes he’s like :) i am a dom and no one can say anything different

and other times it’s just like. you look at him a certain way and he’s like :) i am such a sub i can’t even look at you without my brain doing a keyboard smash

as a dom i think he’d be into the same things he’d be into as a sub

i know a lot of people see yeosang as quite a tame boy but. i am going to disagree

the boy does skateboarding when he’s angry? he’s a Goth Boyfriend!!

i think once he gets over the initial embarrassment of trying out and talking about kinks he’d probably be verging on an experimentalist

loves trying out so many different things and he’s honestly super hyped that you two trust each other enough to do that together

i also think yeosang’s probably into angry sex?

might be scared about it at first because he’s convinced he’ll accidentally hurt you if he’s angry or in a bad mood

but as soon as you reassured him enough he’d be fine

also….as cool n tough as he likes to think he is….when he’s a sub….he likes you to hold his hands….and give him lil kisses…..

when he’s a dom tbh he doesn’t even really think about what he’s doing there’s no organised approach he just kinda. does stuff

kinks; 

choking (giving and receiving)

hair pulling (giving and receiving)

hand holding

orgasm denial (receiving)

overstimulation (giving)

light pain (giving and receiving)

angry sex

praise (giving and receiving)

body worship (giving and receiving)

tbh he probably has making out as a kink  

punishments; 

hm i don’t think there’d be any for either of you really

yeosang wouldn’t be into the idea of being punished just because he doesn’t really understand the concept of it

but if you wanted to be spanked n stuff he’d be fine just doing that as it’s own thing lol

he can probably be a bit of a tease too but i don’t even think that’d be intentional or as a punishments that’s just him  

aftercare; 

a good boy!

neither of you would really need anything intense

he luvs cuddling though that’s written down and described as very nice in his book

kisses!! lots and lots of kisses

if you give him kisses though he’s gonna blush it’s too much he can’t handle it

would probably get a little giggly after sex

mainly just because he’s sleepy and probably ready to go straight to bed

if you wanted to stay up though he wouldn’t go to bed without you :(

would fall asleep with his head in your lap while you had a movie playing  

lowkey if either of you had candy or lived near a store that did, he’s ready to go get some good ass food

san; 

overall; 

well look who it is

honestly he’s just chaos in its human form like does he have any kind of alignment? no

he has got a lot of kinks though

and most of them end up making him the dom so it’s semi-safe to assume that he’s a dom

idk can you ever be sure of anything with san

is the craziest man? he’s like wooyoung but if wooyoung was braver

everything wooyoung would do in private, san would most likely do in public without having any genuine worries

public teasing is a big yes from him. mostly when he’s teasing you because he finds so much amusement in watching you try not to react visibly

i don’t think he’d stop you from teasing him in public because he sees it as a challenge but he’s definitely the type to pull a “i’ll repay you for doing that when we get home it’s all good :)”

he’s just so excited to be doing stuff and trying out new kinks and new things

he might get a lil over-excited sometimes so he might get a little too rough with you but if he noticed he’d be really apologetic

would probably be quite cautious with you for a little while after that

brings kinks up to you in front of other people or over breakfast or while you’re about to fall asleep

his concept of shame is just. it’s a little broken

one of his members would make a joke about a kink and san’s headass would just be like “what do you think of that? wanna try it later?”

and the worst thing about san is he barely ever doesn’t end up really liking a kink that you two try out

so you’re like ‘oh well he won’t like this sub-section of this kink it’s way too specific lol’ and it would end up being his new favourite kink!

he’s such a tease anyway no matter whether or not you’re being punished or whether he’s just being a lil shit

the only time you get to have a whole day without being teased is on your birthday. that is it. that’s your only break  

would probably go down on you as a hobby 

you’d be sat there with him completely relaxed one day before he’d just go “can i eat you out?” with the most nonchalant expression 

kinks; 

oh my god how much time do you have

choking (giving)

hair pulling (giving and receiving)

threesomes (only with people he knows and trusts otherwise he gets jealous n just doesn’t like it, whether you’re inviting a girl or a guy into it)

public sex

sexting and phone sex

public teasing (mainly giving but receiving too)

voyeurism (mostly giving)

idk he’s probably got some out there ones he’d end up being into knife play or something (giving)

lingerie (on you)

worship (giving)

praise (receiving)  

ice play (giving and receiving)

oral (giving and receiving)

wax play (giving and receiving)  

punishments; 

he’s rude

and kind of aggressive tbh

but he’d also only do punishments that he knows you really, really like

it’s not that he’s not into the whole dom/sub thing because he really is

and it’s not that he feels guilty because he’s a lil bit of a sadist

it’s just that he gets off on getting you off but he never ever wants you to know that

so him knowing you like something (for example: spanking) and being able to give it to you often under the guise of ‘not knowing that you like it that much’ is just an easier way for him to get things done

it’s like you’re getting exactly what you want but in a really intense way so your brain’s kinda like ‘:) wowie :O’

but san really does seem to have a magical sense to be able to know what you’re feeling??

when you’re kinda starting to think that ‘hmm this is a lil too much’ san just Knows and he’s slowing down so it feels all good again

and you’d be like ‘omg his mind!! so powerful ugh’

but really it’s just that he’s literally in love with you so much that he notices all the lil things you do (✿ヘᴥヘ)

aftercare; 

hello!! he is the cutest boy

either gets a little quiet n mellowed;

he’d probably play with your hair a lil bit or want you to play with his hair

gives you long and really light kisses

watches tv with you or listens to music before he gets sleepy

or he’s very giggly and talkative;

laughs at everything and traces lil shapes onto your skin

only wears pyjamas

would probably end up falling asleep on you

or you’d fall asleep on him

probably has a specific blanket to use for when you cuddle like this :///

doesn’t like falling asleep properly anywhere except the actual bed though so if he does start to get really sleepy he makes you get up and go to bed with him

tells you that he loves about twenty times a minute

mingi; 

overall; 

hm i think i’d say another dom

with sub tendencies!

i see. you all really thought

no but i personally think he’d enjoy taking the lead and being in charge

but he’d also think it was really attractive and in a weird way sort of relaxing when he got to be the sub

as a sub i don’t think he’d be too into testing your patience or pushing back against whatever you wanted because he’s just really chilled out with it

as a dom i think he’d be a bit more intense?

he just really likes testing you, it’s his biggest hobby

thinks it’s cute when you get annoyed and whiny with him

but when you turned the tables and went to be the dom he’d be ‘!! shook’ but very intrigued because that was more sudden than he thought it was gonna be

but oh boy does he love teasing you in public when he’s in a proper dom mood

he honestly doesn’t even know what he likes so much about teasing you in public it’s not even that it gives him a rush because honestly it makes him really nervous sometimes

it’s just like when he’s seriously in the mood to be a dom, then he’s a Dom

but kinda like yeosang, he’s really just having fun most of the time

sure sometimes he’s into it being really intense and he wants things to be going very specifically and he can be really rough

but other times he just wants to sit with his back against the headboard while you ride him like, he has duality

so basically what i’m saying is either has energy, or he doesn’t

and when he doesn’t, if you weren’t particularly trying to be the dom, he’d be chill with still controlling your pace and being ‘in charge,’ in a sense but it wouldn’t really matter then

but yeah :) he likes to have two very different sides to things when he’s having sex and you honestly never know which it’ll be but he likes to keep you on your toes

kinks; 

choking (giving)

orgasm denial (giving)

hand holding

probably biting he’s a weird one (giving and receiving)

hair pulling (receiving)

lowkey, very lowkey, he likes artsy nsfw pictures of you both

marking (giving)

oral (receiving)

ok probably a slight size kink too  

punishments; 

i mean he’s nicer than seonghwa

but when it comes to punishments uh everyone kind of is :/

tbh mingi would feel kinda worried about spanking or anything that involved levels of pain at first

he knows he’s a big boy so he worries sometimes that he’ll break you or something

but as soon as he realises that human bodies can’t actually break unless you seriously try, it’s over for us bitches

spanking is his go to, generally

unless he’s not feeling in the mood to go all out

so he’ll just use really specific and obscure ones?

like, he won’t touch you until he feels like you deserve it

or maybe mutual masturbation because that’s fun for him :)

on a real note though he’d probably use degradation but feel so bad for it later  

aftercare; 

a whole angel

probably babies you a whole lot

apologises for any degradation and reiterates that he didn’t mean it

offers to literally bathe you if you wanted to wash but you were too tired to

you know how he got big arms…..he’d love to uhm….cuddle you with them

tries to plait your hair to calm you but ends up getting it tangled so now he just very gently runs his fingers through it

likes to just kinda sit you on his lap when you’re both in big comfy clothes or with a blanket and just talk to you for a lil while

might tease you a little bit if you were particularly loud for him

but he’d also give you so much praise omg

“you looked so pretty like that. you look so pretty right now.”

in short, mingi is……..the man we all deserve

wooyoung; 

overall; 

the resident crackhead thot is here

anyway, wooyoung’s another one i see as a dom

i do believe he would sub for you relatively easily if you tried hard enough

but he’d probably prefer not to

as a dom, he’s probably about as teasing and rude as he is in every other aspect of his life

very rude, very mean, mocks you 24/7

teasing is just in personality,,, like it’s not a punishment because it’s his immediate reaction every time he gets to do anything with you to make you beg for it

like, he’s gonna go down on you? his brain just goes ‘omg it’d be so funny if i teased them so much they almost cried lol’ and he just doesn’t know how to say no to that

also you can’t correct but as much as wooyoung would be pretty intense and dominant a lot of the time

he would adore giggly sex!!!

he loves doing dumb stuff and making you laugh, giving you lil nose kisses and laughing into the crook of your neck at his own dumbass jokes

his ability to just go between doing that and then when he’s like “omg yeah kissing’s cute, my biggest kink is choking :)”

he really does adore sharing and trying out new kinks with you though

because as easy as he makes everything seem, he genuinely doesn’t know what he’s doing sometimes and he’s just winging it and hoping you don’t notice that eh maybe he’s a lil bit nervous

he just gets really stressed sometimes because he worries !! so !! much !! that he won’t be able to make you feel as good as you make him feel

but like. he’s also not stupid and overly insecure. he isn’t deaf and he can hear when you hype him up so he’s not massively worried about it very often

speaking of which, affection is his favourite thing so he loves adding lil bits of romance into literally any type of sex

giggly sex is still romantic bc he’s gonna be smooching you every two seconds

and even when he’s being all rough and hardcore it’s still lowkey soft because he angles his hand at a way where you can hold it whenever you want to

kinks;

ok so he has a list of kinks he wants to try, in a numbered list of the ones he most wants to try the soonest

and it just keeps getting longer every single day

but out of the ones you’d have currently tried/he’d have already known he was into, there’d be:

choking (giving)

marking (giving)

hair pulling (receiving)

ROMANCE

mutual masturbation

dirty talk (giving)

threesomes (look i know it’s a big joke but he’d be into it w san and that’s the tea)

praise, praise, praise (receiving)

body worship (giving and receiving)

literally any type of worship or compliments (receiving)  

punishments; 

anyway he is the worst person

would lowkey indulge you completely because hmm he’s a soft boy really

he would have a really weird affection to spanking? like sometimes he’d be sat there before he’d just go “hey can i spank you later or are you not in the mood tonight?”

also loves overstimulation because it makes him feel really hyped up

he just lives for the moment when you started coming down from a significant amount of orgasms because he’d be like “:) hey are you having fun?” and you’d be like ‘literally wooyoung i will be legally obligated to fight you’

but also! he’s not too into orgasm denial actually

mainly because he couldn’t hold out for very long because hearing you beg for him is too much for his fragile heart

aftercare; 

MWAH

the sweetest boy

so clingy!!!

wants all the kisses you can possibly give him

praises you so much

would wrap you up in bubble-wrap and a blanket and then cuddle you in front of a big warm fireplace if he could

but he sticks to just giving you his clothes to wear and curling you up to him in a big comfy blanket

offers to cook but he already knows you’re not gonna want him to so he’d already be looking for something else as he actually asked lol

you are not allowed to sleep without being cuddled up to his chest it is now illegal in accordance to wooyoung’s laws