#huta smut

[star-suh]

Sloppy Problem

Lee Minhyuk x Male Reader

cw: top minhyuk, unprotected sex, idol au, minhyuk has his eyes closed and is something between relaxed and sleepy so a bit of somnophilia (i'm not sure abt it), implied multiple rounds, edging, bit of impregnation kink, breeding kink.

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y/n works as a masseuse in the happy ending spa, a place known because customers leave there satisfied. hearing this minhyuk decided to visit it, it was a busy time with promotions, photoshoots and other things to promote his new song so he deserved some time of rest.

"good morning sir, how can i help you?" asked y/n, one of the employees. "i came here because i heard this was a very good place with excellent services and i want to be relaxed for some time".

"oh i get it, so what type of massage do you want?" said y/n handing something like a menu in where all the types of massages and prices are.

minhyuk reading it started to suspect that there was some sexual acts involved in it, well after all the name of the spa is the happy ending… he haven't fuck in weeks either so it would be a good way to relax and release all that load tension. "this one" his finger pointing at the last one, a surprised reaction forming on y/n's face "woah. not everyone asks for this" mentioned the employee "over here please" he signals a room going there with minhyuk following him. "take of all your clothes please and here's a towel" y/n left the room for a while looking for the massage oil while minhyuk undressed.

"ok mr. minhyuk just relax" y/n started to do his work, applying the oil and massaging every muscle on minhyuk's god-like body, fuck he's so sexy, the bulging veins on his strong big arms, the perfect back muscles or that round plump ass that everyone want to smack. y/n was so eager to finally get to the that part of the massage. "please turn around" said y/n tapping minhyuk's shoulder and he did as he was asked, y/n's eyes widened at the majestic sight in front of him of big squishy but firm chest with suckable nipples, lickable abs and a huge bulge that even though his cock was still flaccid it looked big making y/n even more eager to have it all inside him.

slowly y/n stimulated minhyuk's nipples pinching and caressing them until they're hard, drawing some moans from the man's mouth, then y/n attacked one nipple with his mouth while touching the growing bulge under the towel. going down slowly leaving a trail of kisses on minhyuk's body finally reaching minhyuk's bulge and smelling it. the towel was no longer there and y/n was finally able to see minhyuk's beautiful body, he took the shaft in his hands and began to give it small kisses from the tip to the balls, licking the pre-cum that came out of there and then take it to his mouth gagging on it while minhyuk just moans from the immense pleasure he is feeling at that moment. he opens his eyes put his hands on top of y/n's head and push him down his cock making him deepthroat him, minhyuk was loving the gagging sounds "fuck! how much i missed this feeling" he groaned mouth-fucking the masseuse in the process.

"sir you're so big" said a teary y/n "i don't think i can take you all at once in my mouth" he said catching his breath, "don't worry. i know another hole you can use to take me" minhyuk does a turning sign with his finger and y/n do as he was told. he introduces his cock little by little making sure to not hurt y/n. minutes later the older man started moving, stretching y/n's tight hole drawing beautiful moans and whimpers out of y/n's mouth. minhyuk locked one his arms on y/n's neck and started to fuck him rough "gonna use you as a way to milk my heavy balls ok?" y/n just nodded unable to pronounce a word.

the sloppy sounds caused by the oil and y/n's wet hole can be heard from outside the massaging room but it's muffled by the moans coming from other rooms. "fucking hell… you're railing me into oblivion" squirmed y/n feeling that familiar sensation on his stomach "i'm gonna cum" he says… minhyuk was using y/n and throwing him around like he was a rag doll, a toy only for him to enjoy and feel the pleasure he hasn't feeling a long time ago, y/n's hole gapping and clenching on minhyuk's thick cock, he has been edging himself pulling out of y/n's hole everytime he feels he's gonna cum "get ready for my huge load boy" and after that he emptied his balls inside the boy's abused hole, jets of hot and thick sperm flooding y/n's insides and just when the masseuse thought he was finished, more and more sperm kept coming out, he indeed was having blue balls "sir… you came buckets inside me. i think you might impregnated me" spoke y/n with a notorious tired tone "then let's impregnate you more" minhyuk responded starting to move again inside y/n, churning all the cum inside of him with his thick meat.

"goodbye sir, see you soon, it was a pleasure meeting you and i'm glad that i could've helped you relax at least a little" they both shake hands with minhyuk sliding a paper towards y/n "the pleasure was mine pretty boy. mind you if you give me your number? i might call you for some private and more personal massages" he winked at him making y/n flustered "yeah sure" he wrote his number and slip the paper back to minhyuk "y/n hmm… pretty name" he waves a goodbye leaving a flushed y/n behind. a happy ending spa indeed.

[kcake555]

Huta cake 🍰

[kiestrokes]

hard hours for your idols of picking- their touch starved and lose their minds when reader starts foreplay

Touch Starved | NSFW

Idol Casting: Jung Wooyoung of ATEEZ. Kim Mingyu of SVT. Lee Minhyuck of BTOB. Rating: NSFW. Mature (18+) Minors DNI. Genre: hard hours, headcanon, imagine, smut. Warnings: cursing?

Sexually Explicit Content: overstimulation, touched starved men (obvi), whiney needy idols (if that's not your thing, please don't read), penetration (kept it vague, choose whatever hole you'd like), kissing, biting, marking, hand jobs, let me know if I missed anything.

🗝️ Note: touch starved 🥹 OF MY CHOICE anonie you are so giving 😘 has not been beta read, it's a hard hours so these are meant to be less work and just for fun. Sorry its wayyy late I was busy irl.

Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction; I do not own any of the idols depicted below.

Jung Wooyoung of ATEEZ I may hurt myself writing this one 🥴 Woo had been MIA for the last couple months while preparing for the latest comeback. So, when he showed up at your door requesting a Netflix and chill night, you prepared all his favorite snacks, soups and soju. Woo has always been affectionate in your relationship, but he’s never pushed your boundaries. You brace yourself on his thigh to reach across the coffee table for some banchan when you feel his thigh muscles stiffen. “Oh sorry, you must be sore.” You’re cut off when Wooyoung’s hands pull you into his lap and your mouth to his. Your chopsticks clattering into the pot of jjigae noisily. "Woo the soup!" "Fuck the soup!" Wooyoung whines into your mouth when you return his kiss. “Sorry-can I? I just need-" He breaks off into another deep whimper when your hands undo his pants. “Yes.” Is all you say before kissing across his beautifully cut jawline to leave a trail of marks down his neck. Wooyoung works on ridding the two of you of your bottoms. His skilled fingers immediately begin to work your entrance open. The first thrust in Wooyoung cries out, head falling against your chest as you work him. Mumbling about how you feel so good, how he needs this, that he’s sorry if he doesn’t last. He doesn’t, he’s painting your insides as soon as your mouths reconnect. But he lets you ride him through overstimulation until you’re coming just as hard as he did.

Bonus: Soup Recipe!

Kim Mingyu of SVT Gyu. You had been away on a trip with your friends for the last week, and then came home to dive into work for another three. You've only seen your partner, Mingyu in formal settings and are always getting pulled away from each other. So, when the two of you are finally alone and you climb into his lap, he folds his large frame around yours becoming a whimpering mess. "Baby please," Mingyu begs as you trail kisses down his neck. His shirt long discarded, his hands firmly on your hips dragging you across the erection very obvious in his favorite gray sweats. "Are we needy, Gyu?" You slip a hand under the band to tease the line of pubic hair, his hips buck hard. Mingyu buries his face in your clavicle, nipping at the bone. "Don't tease me, it's been so long I just need you." You kiss his temple, other hand stroking his hair as you release him from the confines of his pants. "What do you want baby?" His head drops back, and those puppy eyes gaze up at you, "please fuck me." You kiss his plush lips, the two of you messily remove your bottoms so you can grant his wish. Mingyu clutches you to hip through each stroke, hands wrapped up your back with you're a life preserver and he's almost drowning in an ocean of arousal.

Lee Minhyuck of BTOB Huta...your gym buddy had seemed a little on edge for most of November, but you hadn't figured out why just yet. You thought he could do with a little shoulder massage to release some of his tension. What you didn't anticipate was Minhyuck to drag you off to the empty mens showers and for your bodies to be shed of your clothing and slickened with hot water in minutes. "Huta," you gasp as his mouth finally leaves yours trailing opened mouthed kisses and bites down your neck. "Sorry, the no nut contest really wound me up this year." He huffs, restraining himself but bracing his elbows on either side of your shoulders. "Can I have you?" His earnest eyes bear into yours and as soon as you give an assured, consenting nod Huta is all over you again. Just as you are him, finally delving into the luxury of embedding your nails into each rivet of his cut abdomen. Biting deeply into his plump pectoral, earning a pleased growl from Minhyuck's cute mouth. "Keep it up and I'm gonna cum before I even make it inside you." His voice breaks off into a moan that echos around the tiled room as you fist his standing erection slowly. "Wouldn't want that," you tease, pecking his jaw and laughing when he flips you on your stomach against the shower wall. "Whoever cums first is buying the other a smoothie." You gasp as he thrusts two fingers smoothly inside you. "I'll buy you whatever you want for letting me inside this tight hole." 🫣

© COPYRIGHT 2023 by kiestrokes All rights reserved. No portion of this work may be reproduced without written permission from the author. This includes translations.

[misswoozi]

Oh god you’re so right about btob minhyuk liking cumming on his own abs, he has so much self confidence and he finds himself so sexy on the daily that it makes total sense. I feel like he’s the type to, when sending (consensual) nudes, take them POST orgasm. Him lying on the bed, hair splayed out, face flushed, his chest and abs covered in his own cum front and center. He just thinks it helps accentuate his body, especially when the cum falls into the divots of his abs. He might even like taking videos of the cum slowly falling down the side of his abs/pooling in his navel. Idk idk!!

- mina (hi I’m slowly slowly coming back please be patient with me, I miss exchanging fun thoughts with you friend)

I AGREE WITH YOU 10000% and this is precisely why I chose him for this headcanon. He is a tremendously confident guy who LIKES taking photos of himself/posing for photos when he knows he looks good.

I can easily picture him sending filthy photos to a boyfriend (or someone he WANTS to be his boyfriend) and being so proud of the response he gets.

(ALSO I AM SO GLAD TO SEE YOU HERE AGAIN, I'VE MISSED YOU AND I LOVE YOU)

[poweringthroughthis]

save a horse (ride a cowboy) | lee minhyuk

nsfw, mdni

pair: huta x male reader

desc: (name) gives his boyfriend a wake-up call that will leave him desiring it every morning that follows.

warnings: praise kink, orgasm denial, anal s*x

Minhyuk wakes up to the feeling of someone's eyes on him. He keeps his own eyes shut, wanting to find out who's staring at him so shamelessly, and when he does, he finds the culprit is his boyfriend of almost a year, sitting with his legs folded by the side of Minhyuk's bed, looking right at his face. Minhyuk blinks a few times, still half-asleep. "Babe, what are you doing?" he mumbles, voice thick with sleep.

His boyfriend doesn't answer. He doesn't even react, really, except for a faint, secret smile curving his lips. He looks at Minhyuk, but also somehow through him, as though he's seeing something that Minhyuk isn't privy to. It's a little eerie, to be honest, but at the same time it sends a pleasant, tingling warmth into Minhyuk's belly, as it always does whenever he catches his boyfriend staring at him like this, with a kind of want and fascination, like Minhyuk is something to be adored, worshipped, savoured. Like Minhyuk is a work of art, and his boyfriend is a collector. That's how his boyfriend is, and that's what's so wonderful about him, Minhyuk thinks. He's young, yes, almost ten years Minhyuk's junior. He's kind and adorable, and all those other things. But there's a depth to him, an intensity and maturity that Minhyuk's never seen before in a man so young.

"Babe," he says, smiling now, stretching a little. "Come here, stop staring at me like that." (name) crawls over to him on the bed, and straddles his hips, knees resting on the mattress, one hand braced beside Minhyuk's shoulder, the other holding the blanket that's draped over him. He doesn't say anything. Just stares at Minhyuk with that look in his eyes, and god, it's hot, the way his gaze rakes over Minhyuk's face, his eyes, his nose, his lips. (name) doesn't hesitate to let his gaze wander downwards, admiring Minhyuk's bare chest, the broad, well-defined muscles that he loves to bury his face in when they cuddle, the firm, hard skin.

Minhyuk feels his dick twitch in interest, and he knows his boyfriend can feel it too, from the way his hips are pressed against Minhyuk's. But Minhyuk wants more than just that. He wants to hear his boyfriend's voice, and have him tell him exactly what he's thinking, what's got him so hot and bothered so early in the morning. "Hey, what's gotten into you?" he murmurs, reaching a hand up to stroke the back of his boyfriend's head. "Come on, say something." "I want you to fuck me," his boyfriend says, blunt and straightforward. And that goes straight to Minhyuk's cock. He can feel himself getting hard, the front of his boxers already tenting, and his boyfriend must have felt it, because he presses down a little, grinding himself onto Minhyuk's erection.

"Oh god," Minhyuk gasps, arching up. "Hyung," his boyfriend moans, rocking his hips, pressing down again. "Fuck me. Please. I've been thinking about it all night." "Shit," Minhyuk curses. It's a Saturday morning. He has nothing scheduled for the day, no need to get out of bed until later. But his boyfriend, he doesn't have classes until the afternoon. "Don't you have class today?" "I do," his boyfriend answers. He leans forward, lips hovering close to Minhyuk's. "But that's not going to stop me from taking you." "Holy fuck," Minhyuk whispers. "Where's all this coming from? Why are you being so aggressive all of a sudden?" His boyfriend shrugs. "I dunno. I just want you, I guess." Minhyuk groans, as his boyfriend's hips grind down on him again, slow, hard. "I want you too, babe. Always."

"I want to ride you, hyung," his boyfriend whispers, right against his mouth. "Want to ride your cock. Please." Minhyuk gasps again, hands gripping his boyfriend's hips, fingers digging into the skin. "Can I?" his boyfriend asks, looking right at him, a smile on his face. And oh, fuck. Minhyuk can't resist his boyfriend when he smiles like that, they both know it. "Yeah," Minhyuk agrees, a little too eager and breathless. "You can." (name) grins, and climbs off him, Minhyuk immediately missing his boyfriend's warmth. "Wait," he exclaims. "Don't you need to… y'know… prepare?" (name) shrugs. "Already did it while you were asleep," he says casually. And Minhyuk nearly chokes. "W-while I was sleeping? Holy shit." (name) laughs. Minhyuk then reaches up and grabs the back of his boyfriend's head to pull him down into a kiss.

(name) makes a surprised sound, muffled against Minhyuk's lips, but Minhyuk doesn't stop, just kisses him deeper, harder. He opens his mouth, licking along the seam of his boyfriend's lips, coaxing them apart, and then his tongue slides in, meeting (name)'s, tangling, sliding together. He breaks away from the kiss, and sits up. (name) temporarily settles beside him, and Minhyuk starts tugging down his shorts, and lays down, legs spread. (name) throws one knee over Minhyuk's spread thighs and moves, slowly, carefully, so that he's sitting right on Minhyuk's lap.

"Go on. Hop on your ride" Minhyuk teases. His boyfriend's mouth falls open. "That was such a dad joke." "Hey, don't diss the d," Minhyuk says. "That's going to be inside you in a minute." "Hyung," (name) whines, burying his face in his hands with shame. Minhyuk chuckles, and his boyfriend's cheeks are still flushed with embarrassment, but he lifts his head up, and looks at Minhyuk again, his eyes dark with lust. "Okay," Minhyuk murmurs, and his hands go to his boyfriend's hips, fingers wrapping around the jut of his hip bones. "Ride me." And oh, his boyfriend does. He rises up on his knees, and reaches a hand back, gripping the base of Minhyuk's cock. Minhyuk's fingers tighten their hold on his boyfriend's hips, and (name) positions himself over the head, ever so slowly sinking down.

"Ohhhh," his boyfriend groans. "Hyung, you're so big," his boyfriend whimpers. "It's always so hard to take you, it's so deep." "You love it," Minhyuk growls. "Yes, i do," (name) moans, as he lifts himself up again, and drops back down, taking all of Minhyuk's length inside him. "Fuck," Minhyuk swears. "Baby, do that again. Please." And he does. "Shit, baby, you're amazing. Look at you, riding me so well, like you were born to take my cock."

"Hyung," his boyfriend pants, head tilted back, mouth open. "Yes, god." Minhyuk grins. "Look at you, baby. You love it, don't you? You love being on top. Love showing hyung how well you can take him." "Yes, hyung," his boyfriend keens, riding him faster, bouncing on his cock. "Fuck, that's it," Minhyuk encourages him, squeezing his hips, bucking his hips up, thrusting into his boyfriend. "Hyung," (name) screams. "Fuck me. Fuck me harder, please. " "Yeah," Minhyuk growls, lifting his boyfriend's hips up and slamming him back down, impaling him on his cock, as (name) wails. "You like that?" Minhyuk says, doing it again. Minhyuk grunts, and slams the boy down on his cock, again and again, until he's sobbing, his voice breaking on every word.

"Please," he cries. "What do you want, baby?" Minhyuk taunts, as he continues fucking his boyfriend's ass, his movements becoming slower, more measured, deeper. "Hyung, please," (name) sobs. "touch me. I'm so close. ." Minhyuk grins. "Not yet, baby," he whispers. "You can't come until I say you can." "Hyung," (name) protests.

"You said you wanted to ride me," Minhyuk reminds him. "Ride me like you mean it. Don't stop, baby. Don't you dare fucking stop." (name)'s eyes flutter closed, his hands gripping Minhyuk's chest for stability. He rides him, bouncing on his cock, taking him in over and over, until his thighs are trembling with effort. "Good boy," Minhyuk breathes. "My baby boy's doing so well."

(name) whines, his eyes wet, his bottom lip trembling. "you can come," Minhyuk tells him. (name) blinks, and the tears finally spill, rolling down his cheeks. He sobs as his body spasms, as his hips buck, as his cock twitches, shooting ropes of cum onto his and Minhyuk's bellies. "That's it," Minhyuk purrs, fucking up into his boyfriend, feeling him clench and quiver around him. He whimpers, his body shaking with the aftershocks.

"Hyung, finish inside me," (name) pleads. "Come inside me, please." "Yeah," Minhyuk nods, and grabs (name) by the throat, thrusting into him, fast. After a a couple of times, he's coming, with his fingers digging into his boyfriend's hips, pulling him down, down, as he spills his load inside him, grunting loudly. Minhyuk lies down on the bed, pulling (name) with him so that the younger now rests over his boyfriend’s naked form. Minhyuk's hands slide down (name)’s back,down his ass, and when he reaches the swell of his buttocks, his fingers slide in, spreading his asscheeks apart, feeling his cum start to leak out of his hole.

"Hyung, don't," (name) says, pushing his hands away. "That's so gross." Minhyuk smiles, and leans up to kiss him. "I'll clean you up," he offers, and (name)'s face goes red, embarrassed. "Okay," he lets Minhyuk pick him up and carry him to the bathroom, and Minhyuk feels a rush of affection for his adorable boyfriend. Holding him close, he kisses his neck and whispers, "I love you." "Love you too," (name) whispers back.

Minhyuk gently places him on the counter, and wets a towel, using it to wipe the cum off of his body. When he's done, he sets the cloth aside and wipes himself too. "Thank you for that, baby," he murmurs as he pecks (name)'s lips. Minhyuk helps him off the counter, and then picks him up again, carrying him back to the bed. The older male lays him down, and then gets inside the sheets, next to him.

(name) hums happily, burrowing into Minhyuk's warmth. "How was that for a wake-up call?" he asks, a smile in his voice. "Wonderful," Minhyuk chuckles, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend as the two go right back to sleep.

[venusrising91]

Gym-body

Pairing: Huta x Male reader

Genre: Smut 18+ mdni

Summary: You've always wanted a gym body. Your new trainer can help you achieve it—if you could only pry your eyes off his toned biceps for long enough to follow instructions. (Thank you to brattyboy for the request!)

Word count: 1,755 (2 pgs)

You weren’t sure if you could trust your own two eyes. It was pretty early and you hadn’t had any coffee yet. Only a bitter pre-workout drink. The interior of the gym was pretty dark. It was barely 6AM—the only available time-slot for the gym’s most highly reviewed and sought after personal trainer. He stood near the weights, looking suspiciously similar to the only boy you’ve ever had a crush on—Huta Lee. 

Except he wasn’t a boy anymore. He was a man. Tall and muscular. So carved that he could’ve been a Greek god. 

What the fuck was he doing here? 

You should’ve paid closer attention to the photos on his employee profile. In them, his face had been obscured by a mask but now, as you looked at his page on your phone again, huddled in the corner near the mirrors, you saw that the eyes staring out at you from within the screen were familiar. You could never forget those eyes: dreamy and dark.

“You my 6am client?” asked Huta, walking toward you with two dumb-bells. 

You had resolved to leave but…fuck. Too late to chicken out now.

“Uh, yeah. Yeah, I am,” you replied, voice trembling.

“What are you doing hiding in the corner? Come out. I won’t bite.”

You pocketed your phone and shuffled over to him. Did he recognize you? You hoped not. He never took much notice of you in high-school. But you always noticed him. He’d gotten so much bigger since those teenage days—you could hardly believe this was the same scrawny Huta that you were so enamored with back then.

He eyed you as you stood before him, then asked, “So what area are you looking to strengthen?” As he said this, he assessed your body, dragging his gaze over your chest, your arms, then lower, lingering on your…fuck. 

                fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK!

You were getting hard just off the sight of him, the outline of your arousal creating a tent in your shorts.

“Is that because of me?” asked Huta. You froze. He saw it? 

Your heart quickened, beating fast as you scrambled for a reply. 

Huta chuckled. “Relax, I’m just fucking with you. Certain pre-workout drinks make me hard, too. Some dudes get wood for a while because of the increased blood flow. Should wear off once we start warming up.”

You were so flustered that you didn’t speak. You couldn’t. Every word and sentence went right out of your head. All you could focus on was the throbbing between your legs—of Huta’s lips and eyes as they gazed out at you. Of his chiseled body and the faint traces of his cologne as it wafted through the air around you.

“I...I think I should go,” you said.

Huta chuckled again. “Oh come on, it’s just an erection, bro. It’ll wear off. Let's go, pick up the weights. We’ll do a few sets, take the edge off.”

You did as he said, albeit with a degree of reluctance.

 He guided you through a warm-up and a full body work-out. By the time it was over, you were still aching and erect. It had been so long since anyone touched you. And Huta had his hands on you, spotting you through most of the session. You practically raced out of the gym after finishing the last set.

For the rest of the day, he was all you could think about. At work, at dinner, in the shower.

Later that night in bed, you set your alarm and thought about the session as you lay there. Behind your closed eyes, Huta came into focus, the fantasy of being with him weaving itself to life in the blank space of your mind. You couldn’t resist touching yourself, and came hard to the thought of him—of his naked body, then drifted.

In the morning, he was there waiting for you in the gym. The workout was just as painstaking as yesterday’s. Twice he caught sight of the bulge between your legs, widening his eyes as he regarded it.

“Starting to think you’ve got a crush on me,” Huta said with a devious grin after spotting you for a round of sit-ups. 

You adjusted your shorts and rose, feeling too shy to respond. You didn’t trust the words that might spill from your lips. Around him, you felt so insecure and unsure of yourself, and just like the sight of your hardened cock, Huta noticed this, too. “Wait, don’t tell me you actually—”

“What if I do?” you blurted it out with no thought for consequences. 

The look in his eyes. What were you thinking saying something like that? You wanted to kick yourself. Quickly, you collected your gym bag and rushed through the doors. 

Huta shouted after you. 

Outside of your pulse roaring like a lion in your ears, you could hear nothing, and you refused to stop for clarification. Whatever he’d said, he could say it to your back.

At home, you tried to forget. It was all so stupid of you. Huta was just as unavailable to you now as he had been in high school. You considered quitting the gym, and you would have, but you’d already paid in advance for three more sessions. If you kept your mouth shut and your eyes down, maybe you could get through them without another foolish incident.

The next morning (following a restless night) you entered the gym and found Huta waiting. He was frowning. Your gazes met for a split second. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking, but his expression didn’t look welcoming in the least.

He was short with you—ordering you around and giving you hard looks for the entirety of the session. During your last set, he glared at you, arms crossed.

“The other day. What was that about?” he asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t play dumb, y/n.”

Your name. He’d said your name. Your real name (you’d given him a fake one once you realized who he was) He knew you?

“You know who I—”

“Of course I do. Clocked you as soon as you walked through the doors for our first session. You haven’t changed a bit. Still as shy and awkward as ever. Thought you might’ve outgrown it. Guess I was wrong.”

You didn’t know what to say.  Seconds ticked by in silence. Then: “Why do you keep teasing me about my—”

“About your hard-on? Why do you think?”

“I-I-I…don’t—I…”

“Are you seriously that clueless?”

You couldn’t think straight, and gathered your belongings, then headed for the locker room. You needed to get away from him.

But he followed you inside.

The next few moments were a blur. Before you realized it, Huta had you pinned against one of the lockers, breathing down on you. He stood so close that the tips of your noses touched.

“I’ve wanted you for as long as I can remember. You were my biggest crush,” he said against your mouth.

All this time, he wanted you, too? 

Something unfurled in you, so many years of pent up passion and wanting bursting forth all at once to claim you. You reached into Huta’s sweatpants and took him in your hand. He groaned at the contact, throwing his head back.

“That’s it, just like that,” he whispered as you stroked him. After a few pulls he drew back. “Not here,” he said, panting. With this, he grabbed you by the wrist and led you out of the locker room.

He’d taken you to the showers. It was early, and there were barely any gym-goers present. Every stall was empty. Huta pulled back the curtain of one and ushered you inside. He had his mouth on you in an instant. Sucking and biting at your willing flesh.

“Tell me what you want me to do to you,” Huta said, trailing kisses across your chest. All you could do was moan as his lips and tongue traced lustful patterns against you. 

“I want you inside me,” you panted, breathless.

He took a break from kissing you and grinned, turning on the shower in the process. Each of you stripped off your clothing. Then slowly,  he reached behind you, and within moments, his fingers found your hole. He pushed at your entrance, gently. The water streamed over both of your naked bodies, providing a small amount of lubrication. Just not enough. 

You winced as his finger sank deeper into your tight ring of muscles.

“Loosen up, baby—relax, I won’t hurt you,” Huta said as he pressed a kiss into the hollow of your throat.

You grabbed hold of his erection as he finger fucked you, giving him tight fisted pumps. He moaned after each one, and in response, pushed his finger further into your depths. Your hole absorbed him, up to the knuckle. The pleasure made your eyes roll back.

He had you leaking all over the shower floor from the rhythm of his steady penetration.

“That’s it. Look how well you’re taking it. Good boy,” he said as he grabbed a handful of your ass, and spread your cheeks wider. He swirled his digit deeper inside of you. You almost came, and would have, but he stopped abruptly, easing his finger out of you. The sensation made you whimper and tremble. “Lean against the wall. I want to lick you.”

He didn’t wait for you to move, and shoved you against the tiles of the stall. Before you knew it, his tongue was inside of you, licking that delicate, forbidden place. He ate you like a main dish. Halfway through, he brought his hand around to tug on your hard cock. His efforts resulted in two back to back orgasms, each leaving you weaker than the last. By the third, you watched the thick ropes shooting down the drain in amazement. Stunned that your body had produced so much semen for him.

Huta would have given you a fourth orgasm, but you stopped him. 

“Had enough?” he asked, licking his lips.

You nodded. “Just about.”

“My turn, then. Get on your knees.”

You didn’t have to be told. You were longing to taste him. He made the most beautiful, ruined, helpless sounds as you swallowed his length, taking it to the back of your throat.

“Oh, fuck, y/n, just like that. Don’t stop.”

You didn’t intend to. Not even when you’d drained him of his load. He’d lost it quickly. You had been eager to please him. He praised you afterward, calling you a good boy, and showering you with compliments.

The two of you had made a mess in the shower stall. You bathed together, each working a lather on the other.

Back in the locker room, you dressed and exchanged what could only be described as coy pillow talk.

If every work-out was going to end like this, then you’d have the perfect gym body in no time. 

[clariannahoney]

A Omega's Desire

The air was thick with the scent of blooming cherry blossoms, but Luna could barely breathe past the intoxicating aroma that filled her senses. It was him—Lee Minhyuk, the lead vocalist of BTOB, whose presence seemed to permeate every corner of the rehearsal studio. Luna, a talented dancer in her own right, found herself struggling to focus as Minhyuk's voice resonated through the room, each note hitting her like a physical touch.

"Luna, are you even listening?" Yuna, her dance partner, snapped her out of her reverie. "We have to perfect this routine before the showcase tomorrow."

Luna nodded, forcing her attention back to the mirror where their reflections danced in sync. But it was no use; her mind kept drifting back to Minhyuk, who was now engaged in a conversation with some of the other members across the room. His laughter, deep and resonant, sent shivers down her spine.

As if sensing her gaze, Minhyuk turned and locked eyes with her. Luna felt a flush creep up her neck, and she quickly averted her eyes, focusing on the dance steps with renewed vigor. But the connection had been made, and she knew he had seen the desire in her eyes.

Later that evening, as Luna packed up her things, she caught a whiff of Minhyuk's cologne again. He was standing near the exit, his eyes smoldering as he approached her.

"You were amazing today," he murmured, his voice low and seductive. "But I couldn't help notice you were a bit...distracted."

Luna swallowed hard, meeting his intense gaze. "I'm sorry, I just..."

"It's okay," Minhyuk cut her off, his hand gently brushing against her arm. "I understand. You can't help but be drawn to an alpha like me."

His words sent a thrill through her, and Luna shivered involuntarily. Minhyuk's eyes darkened, and he stepped closer, his body heat enveloping her.

"Tell me, Luna," he whispered, his lips hovering just above her ear. "Do you feel it too? The pull between us?"

Luna's breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding wildly. She nodded, unable to form words under his potent allure.

Minhyuk smiled, a predatory glint in his eyes. "Good. Because I won't let you go, Luna. You're mine now."

With that, he claimed her lips in a searing kiss, his hands gripping her waist firmly. Luna melted into him, her instincts taking over as she responded passionately, her fingers tangling in his hair.

The world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them locked in a desperate embrace. When they finally broke apart, Minhyuk pressed a soft kiss to her forehead.

"Come with me," he said, his voice husky with need. "Let me show you what it means to be claimed by an alpha."

Luna hesitated for a moment, her rational mind screaming at her to stop, but her omega instincts overruled everything. She nodded, her eyes never leaving his as he led her out of the studio and into the night.

They walked in silence, the only sound their synchronized footsteps echoing off the empty streets. Minhyuk stopped in front of a sleek black car, opening the door for her with a gallant gesture.

As they drove, Luna stole glances at Minhyuk, her mind racing with thoughts of what lay ahead. They arrived at a luxurious penthouse, the cityscape glittering below them like a sea of stars.

Inside, Minhyuk led her to the bedroom, his eyes never leaving hers. He closed the door behind them, the click of the lock sounding final.

"Are you sure about this, Luna?" he asked, his voice gentle yet commanding.

Luna took a deep breath, her resolve strengthening. "Yes," she breathed, stepping forward to press her body against his. "I've never been more sure of anything."

Minhyuk's response was immediate, his arms wrapping around her tightly as he kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth with possessive fervor. Luna moaned, her hands roaming over his muscular back, feeling the strength beneath his shirt.

He lifted her effortlessly, carrying her to the bed where he laid her down gently. Minhyuk hovered over her, his eyes dark with desire as he traced her features with his fingertips.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "I need you, Luna. More than I've ever needed anything."

Luna reached up, pulling him down for another kiss, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. Minhyuk groaned, his control slipping as he pressed himself against her, the friction igniting a fire within them both.

He broke the kiss, his breathing ragged as he looked into her eyes. "Tell me to stop if you want me to," he panted, his forehead resting against hers.

Luna shook her head, her voice a whisper. "Don't stop, Minhyuk. Please, don't stop."

With a growl of possession, Minhyuk claimed her fully, his movements slow and deliberate as he explored every inch of her body, ensuring she felt nothing but pleasure. Luna arched beneath him, her cries filling the room as she surrendered completely to the overwhelming sensations.

Hours later, as they lay tangled in each other's arms, Luna felt a sense of contentment she had never known. Minhyuk kissed her softly, his voice gentle.

"I love you, Luna," he whispered, his words sealing their bond. "You belong to me now, forever."

Luna smiled, her eyes closing as she drifted off to sleep, secure in the knowledge that she was indeed his, and he was hers.

[baby-iloveyou]

WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK

[after-midnight-rp]

❞ Will we both go home alive? ❝

― After Midnight ; a place that is rising from the ashes searching for redemption after the world had found its end. This is the place where many survivors do find their spot in hope to find a way back to life — yet life is never going back to how is used to be. Or maybe it is never meant to return to its old ways … creating a new reality within.

Only one question remains that only you can answer: Will you come and join the light? Or bask in the glory of darkness?

Come and join, after midnight.

Welcome to After Midnight RP including: ⟫ facebook based ⟫ 18 + , AU ⟫ smut , gore , post apocalyptic , semi-gang ⟫ semi-lit to literate ⟫ master x slave

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[burymewithsmut]

I'll never recover from this.

Knocking on Devil’s door

Pairing: Huta/Lee Minhyuk (BtoB) x Fem!Reader

Genre: Fantasy AU, SMUT, some fluff, some humour, a sprinkle of angst

Rating: nsfw, 18+

Warnings: Devil!Huta, an extremely superstitious town, breaking several superstitions on purpose, half naked Huta, later naked Huta for obvious reasons, unprotected sex, face-f*cking/oral (m receiving/doing), slight bondage as in hands are chained, riding, penetrative sex, Huta calls the reader darling and good girl, biting too… that should be it…

Wordcount: 2.468

Event: Fright Night: A K-Vanity Event; Chosen Door: Beauty Door 

A/N: This man got some noice pecs…. ngl… had to appreciate them.. enjoy this one shot and tell me what you think!

One minute you sat peacefully in your living room and the next you found yourself surrounded by colourful flames and a half naked man in front of you, scolding you in a frustrated tone.

Keep reading

[just-some-random-blogger]

kpop masterlist

🍓 = fluff themes

❄️ = angst themes

🚧 = smut themes

🤸‍♀️ = slice of life / bish idek what theme this is

🚀 = crack fic themes

🎩 = dark and/or violent themes

🏩 = genre fic, i.e. mystery, horror, fantasy, etc

🍳 = slow burn

🦕 = personal favorite

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A.C.E.

Memory | 🍓❄️🦕 Kim Byeongkwan x Reader + Park Junhee x Reader (University AU) [Blurb]

Ateez

Only One | 🍓❄️❄️❄️🍳🦕 CEO!Choi San x Reader

BigBang

It’s An Act [WBU I] | ❄️ Choi Seunghyun (TOP) x Reader

Smoke | 🍓🤸‍♀️ Choi Seunghyun (TOP) x Reader

BTS

Runaway | 🍓❄️🏩 Mafia!Kim Seokjin (Jin) x Reader (Mafia AU) Preview 1 2 3 4 x

Mah Boyfriend | 🍓🍓🤸‍♀️🦕 Jung Jungkook x Idol!Reader

BTOB

Hidden Heart | 🍓🍓🍓🤸‍♀️🚀🍳 Lee Minhyuk (HUTA) x Idol!Reader [Headcanon]

Day6

A University Dilemma | 🤸‍♀️ Kang Younghyun (Young-K) x Reader (Univeristy AU)

What A Joke | ❄️ Kang Younghyun (Young K) x Reader + Park Jaehyung x Reader (University AU) [Blurb]

So... Haha... I Like You | 🍓🦕 Park Jaehyung x Reader (Fake Dating AU)

EXO

Wheel Of Fortune | 🍓🍳🚀 Park Chanyeol x Reader [Headcanon]

Welcome To The Jungle | 🚀🚀🚀🏩 Park Chanyeol & Oh Sehun (Jungle AU)

Maybe We Still Have A Shot [WBU III] | 🍓🍓🏩 CatHybid!Oh Sehun x Reader (University AU)

Unrequited Attraction | 🚧🏩🍳🦕 Mafia!Kim Jongdae (Chen) x Retail Worker!Reader

Color Palette | 🍓 Byun Baekhyun x Reader [Blurb]

Brown Leaves | 🍓 Kim Jongin (Kai) x Reader (University AU)

GOT7

One Million In One Day | 🍓🍓❄️❄️🍳 Sugar Daddy!Jackson Wang x Reader Preview ~ Alternate Moodboard ~ Moodboard Teaser  1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 

Car Rides | 🍓 Jackson Wang x Reader [Blurb]

Juice Box | 🍓🚀🏩🦕 Kunpimook Bhuwakul Bambam x Reader [Blurb] (Pre-Schooler AU)

Somewhere In Between | ❄️❄️Civil Engineer!Park Jinyoung x Reader + Architect!Henry Lau x Reader

Trading Secrets | 🍓🍓 Kim Yugyeom x WangSis!Reader

JYJ

Winning Losses | ❄️ Kim Jaejoong x Idol!Reader

Monsta X

Introspect | 🍓🤸‍♀️ Lee Jooheon x Reader [Blurb]

Letting Off Steam | 🤸‍♀️ Lee Hoseok (Wonho) x ArtStudent!Reader (University AU)

NCT

Seventeen

December Dates | 🍓🚀 bf!Seventeen x Reader [Headcanon]

The Stroke Of Midnight | 🍓❄️🏩🦕 Mafia!Kwon Soonyoung (Hoshi) x Reader

Here's My Problem: I Can't Get You Out Of My Head | ❄️❄️❄️🎩🎩🎩🏩🍳🦕 Detective!Jeon Wonwoo x Actress!Reader

10 Ways To Get Over Gyu | 🍓❄️❄️❄️🍳🍳🦕 Kim Mingyu x Reader + others (Childhood AU)

Half Of My Heart | 🍓❄️🤸‍♀️🍳 Kim Mingyu x Reader + Jeon Wonwoo x Reader (CEO AU)

On A Thread | ❄️❄️ CEO!Joshua Hong (Hong Jisoo) x Nurse!Reader

SF9

A Final Offering | 🍓🍓❄️🏩🦕 Deity!Kim Inseong & Child!Reader + Baek Juho (Zuho) x Mom  

What Does It Mean? | 🍓❄️🤸‍♀️ Kim Inseong x Reader + Lee Jaeyoon x Reader (University AU) 

16th Floor | 🍓🤸‍♀️ Kim Seokwoo (Rowoon) x Reader (Office AU)

SHINee

Understand This |❄️ Choi Minho x Reader I Don’t Understand [Understand This II] | ❄️ Choi Minho x Reader

It’s All A Big Joke [WBU II] | ❄️ Lee Taemin x Reader

Th-that’s Not | ❄️❄️🚧🦕 Lee Taemin x Reader Regrets [Th-that’s Not II] | ❄️ Lee Taemin x Reader

Angel Bride | ❄️🚧🏩🦕 Pirate!Lee Taemin x Reader

Noona, You're So Pretty | 🍓 Lee Taemin x Noona!Reader

Stray Kids

Professional Boundaries | 🍓❄️🚧🦕 CEO!Bang Chan x Pre-School Teacher!Reader + CEO!Hwang Hyunjin x Pre-School Teacher!Reader 1 2 3 4 

Bootylicious | 🍓🚀 Bang Chan x Idol!Reader

Super Junior

The Soup | 🍓🍓🚀🚀 SuJu x SuJu Maknae!Reader [Headcanon]

Secrets Of A Maknae | 🍓🚀🚀 Kim Heechul x SuJuMaknae!Reader

The Boyz

Gentle With Me | 🍓🍓🤸‍♀️ Lee Sangyeon x Reader

TVXQ!

Pitter-Patter | 🍓 Jung Yunho (U-Know) x Reader (Pre-School Teacher AU)

The Art Of Deception | ❄️🎩🏩 Shim Changmin x Reader (Secret Agent/Spy AU)

TXT

Forget About It | 🍓❄️🤸‍♀️🍳🦕 Choi Soobin x Reader (University AU)  

WINNER

I’m Not Playing | 🍓❄️❄️ Gangster!Song Minho (Mino) x Reader 1 2 3 

[star-suh]

Lee Minhyuk

sloppy problem

[kcake555]

Huta cake 🍰

[tsubomikrp]

tsubomi is looking for BtoB's Minhyuk (Huta)!

tsubomi is an app designed for LGBT idols and celebrities to safely connect with others just like them! Whether you are looking for friends to share your experiences with, a long term partner, or just a night of fun, tsubomi may be the place for you! We know how hard it is in this industry to find your perfect match, so we want you to feel safe and welcomed here.

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[apcomplexhq]

✦ Nome do personagem: Kim Woohyeon. ✦ Faceclaim e função: Huta - BTOB. ✦ Data de nascimento: 22/08/1993. ✦ Idade: 30 anos. ✦ Gênero e pronomes: Masculino, ele/dele. ✦ Nacionalidade e etnia: Coreia do Sul, sul-coreano. ✦ Qualidades: Carismático, modesto e cativante. ✦ Defeitos: Possessivo, frio e impaciente. ✦ Moradia: Mount Olympus. ✦ Ocupação: Médico na Asklepios. ✦ Twitter: @TT93KH ✦ Preferência de plot: ANGST, CRACK, FLUFFY, HOSTILITY, ROMANCE, SMUT. ✦ Char como condômino: Em geral, é uma pessoa cautelosa, porém extrovertida e cuidadosa. Isso quer dizer que ele é alguém gentil e comprometido com os vizinhos, sempre dando uma “mão” caso necessário.

TW’s na bio: trabalho infantil, menção ao uso de drogas Ilícitas, menção à agressão fisica, ausência paterna, menção à suicídio e abuso mental. Biografia:

No ano de 1993, nasceu Kim Hyeonwoo, um promissor futuro médico.

Nascido em uma família tradicional sul coreana, ele foi criado para ser alguém independente, visto que como o seu pai era ausente e a mãe mais focada em seu papel de bailarina do que no seu papel de ser mãe, ele teve que aprender a se virar ainda muito novo, mas de certa forma, não detestava aquilo, até gostava de ser uma criança mais prodígio e tomar conta de si mesmo, era como uma brincadeira divertida, ele tinha seu próprio mundo, se arrumava e se banhava para a escola, assim como estudava e dava duro em tudo que fazia, talvez, por ser um pouco competitivo e estava tudo bem assim, sem nenhuma condição imposta e nem se seus progenitores quisessem, seus pais não podiam impor qualquer coisa aquele menino, visto seu vasto currículo em não dar problemas era abundante.

O grande problema, começou, quando sua mãe se viu novamente grávida, ela achava que aquela criança iria acabar com seu sonho de ser bailarina, que iria destruir seu corpo – o que o menino discordava calado – pois ele, ao contrário de sua mãe, gostava do pequeno ser que estava por vir, ele pensava que seria uma companhia ideal e aquilo o deixava tão satisfeito e feliz, que não podia-se contentar apenas em saber que ela – sim, era uma pequena menina crescendo no ventre de sua mãe – estava ali, mas de certo modo, não se aproximava muito de sua mãe, por puro medo de que ela atentasse contra a vida daquele pequeno ser. Esse tempo, demorou um pouco a passar e com seu pai sendo uma pessoa ausente, ele tinha as responsabilidades que o homem devia ter, como por exemplo, cuidar de sua mãe, foi nesse momento, em que a mulher se apossou muito desse poder que ela tinha, o tornando um escravo pessoal, o trabalho infantil reinava naqueles dias de gravidez, mas tudo se acalmou quando o pequeno bebê veio ao mundo, no ano de 2001.

Aquela altura, ele sabia muitas coisas da vida, sabia como se virar muito bem e finalmente, sabia como cuidar de um bebê, era por isso que ele dava o melhor de si para cuidar de sua irmã mais nova, dotado de amor e carinho, sempre que retornava de sua escola, ele, tirava um tempo para dar total atenção à Aehwa – nome escolhido por seus familiares para a pequena menina – o que ele realmente não sabia, era que sua irmã, seria uma arma para sua mãe e seu sonho frustrado do passado, Kim Narae agora queria transformar a pequena em seu eu, arruinado do passado, o que o deixava com um pouco de raiva de toda a situação em si, e crescer naquele meio, com um pai que nunca estava presente e uma mãe um tanto quanto psicopata e narcisista, acabou afetando a mente do menino de certo modo.

Com o passar de alguns poucos anos, Hyeonwoo, chegou a sua adolescência, fase mais complicada em sua vida, diga-se de passagem. Apesar de ser um bom aluno, cabulava aulas, para cuidar da irmã e também, para sair por aí com a intenção de esfriar a sua cabeça, que, estava sempre quente com toda aquela situação dentro de casa. Usava algumas drogas Ilícitas, para esquecer momentaneamente de quem era ou quem queria se tornar e com isso se tornou o cara que todos temiam no ensino médio, que protegia as pessoas que não podiam se proteger sozinhas ou tinham medo de se opor aos valentões do lugar, saia machucado às vezes de algumas brigas, já em outras situações, ele se dava bem, mas era ele quem sempre estava ali presente para proteger as pessoas e cuidar delas, assim como fazia com sua irmã. Devido às brigas recorrentes e essa fase protetora dele, ele tomou amor pela arte de cuidar das pessoas e com isso, a imaginação – ou não – dele, começou a agir se retratando como um grande médico e gostava daquilo, e era o que ele iria se tornar quando crescer, e cresceu, vendo sua irmã e sua mãe sempre em conflito dentro de casa, aquilo o matava por dentro, não por causa de sua mãe, mas sim, porque sentia e estava vivendo o sofrimento da pequena irmã mais nova Aehwa que era tudo em sua vida. Como ele iria conseguir viver vendo que ela atentava contra a sua própria vida ou a vida da mulher a qual chamavam de mãe? Hyeonwoo realmente não tinha um minuto de paz naquele lugar e queria tirar sua irmã de tal situação, mas sem poder fazer muita coisa, ele apenas aliviava a dor dela, de um jeito ou de outro, sendo ele assim o alvo de Kim Narae e falando a verdade, ele não se importava, desde que sua irmã estivesse a salvo, ele não ligava em se tornar o alvo da fúria de sua mãe.

Por naturalidade, o tempo de viver um pouco longe de sua família, se aproximava… A estadia no serviço militar iria arrancá-lo de dentro de sua casa, mas quem iria proteger a sua pequena irmã? Ele não sabia. Apesar de ter bons amigos para esses casos, não tinha como ter certeza e por isso, seu coração estremeceu dentro de seu peito quando adentrou ao serviço militar, aos seus 18 anos de idade, tendo notícia da pequena, apenas por telefonemas ou visitas que raras vezes aconteciam.

Terminados os meses servindo ao seu país, não demorou muito para que ele retornasse a sua casa e pudesse vislumbrar tal bagunça, por isso, poucos meses depois, fugir com a sua irmã, para os Estados Unidos da América era a sua melhor escapatória, foi lá onde se estabeleceu e se formou em medicina e que em pouquíssimo tempo, deu seu nome naquele país estrangeiro, passando por algumas etapas, até se tornar finalmente um médico importante em um dos hospitais do lugar.

Nesse meio tempo, devido a problemas com a sua mãe – sim, ela havia os encontrado novamente –, decidiu, unido com a própria irmã e um amigo, que Aehwa, iria retornar à Coreia do Sul, onde esse amigo em especial muito próximo à ele e também médico, se incumbiu em dar sua própria vida para cuidar da mais nova, dentro de um dos complexos de apartamento mais luxuoso de Seul, com isso, Hyeonwoo manteria a sanidade mental de sua irmã em dia, e também, a paz em seu coração.

Estava longe de sua irmã há um tempo, quando uma oportunidade surgiu: ir para a Coréia novamente e se tornar médico de uma enfermaria conhecida como Asklepios, dentro do próprio condomínio o qual tinha enviado sua irmã e agora sem pistas de sua mãe – que devia ter se entregado a qualquer homem que dizia que iria transformar ela em uma bailarina super famosa ou ainda estar com seu pai em algum lugar do país–, Hyeonwoo podia ter um momento de paz, mas até quando? Não se sabia, só não demorou para tomar o seu rumo até seu país de origem, ansiando ver novamente sua pequena irmã e também seu amigo de longa data.

Agora, com a vida feita, tornou-se um dos maiores médicos especialista em nutrição e ganhando um bom dinheiro, tinha como se manter, como manter sua irmã – e também gastar com bobeiras e ainda assim sobrava dinheiro em seu bolso, sua situação financeira, sinceramente era das melhores e podia-se dizer que era um homem rico e muito bem estabilizado desde quando havia feito seu nome nos EUA – ele não precisava mais de ninguém e nem nada, a não ser de sua pequena irmã.

Era isso, só isso que ele queria, não queria mais nada de sua vida, podendo estar ao lado de sua pequena irmã e longe da causadora de tanta dor e angústia, estava tudo bem, o mundo se tornava um lugar mais colorido e ele, podia se sentir em paz, finalmente, em paz.

[poweringthroughthis]

Minhyuk from btob and that big dick energy of his my legs could never

Your chest heaved heavily as you panted from the high of your 4th orgasm tonight. Your body was covered in sweat and your legs felt like jelly. "M-minhyuk, too much".

He chuckled lightly as his muscles gleamed in shiny sweat and mouth open to catch his breath. "Don't be silly baby boy, you aren't shooting blanks yet".

He manhandles you into a new position, full nelson to be precise.

"If you're tired, lean on me. I'll do everything" he coos, as his strong palms lift your knees high and your back is on top of his sweaty chest, the two of you laying down on the bed.

"You can give me a few more, yeah? Come on baby, do it for hyung. please".

Let's just say you won't feel like getting out of bed tomorrow.