#i think at the end of the day im into like...subby guys

[gifti3]

indie dating sims get me

[purrplegyuu]

That do you think are the top 3 kink's of treasure??😶‍🌫️

Aye! Sorry for taking this long😭, i’ve been a little busy but here i am. Also, i think i should warn you guys ‘cause i’m not actually very informed about kinks and kinks’ names, so you’ll find some made up ones, sorry.

Hyunsuk’s might be praising kink as number one. This little man would love to listen to you tell him how much you like the way he touches you, the way he looks, how talented he is with his fingers. I think it’s kind of over-used for the producer and leader of every single kpop group but cock warming while he’s working. And finally, love kink (i dont think thats a real kink but idc), my man is just too sweet and too in love, so he would be down for everything if it’s with his loved one. (Such a softie, ik)

Jihoon is a lot into pain kink, like he would go crazy either slapping your pussy or your ass or biting your neck. Strength kink because he is strong—man he is totally the type to manhandle you in thousands of ways just to show you just how stronger he is and just how helpless you are. And finally, size kink. The fact that he’s able to cover your body completely under his… man i’m done🫠. Plus, he would go rock hard the next day after having sex when he sees you struggling to getting up because your legs are weak and your womb hurts, because, again, pain kink. (Yeah yeah, i already said that in the last one post, sorry!)

Junkyu is pretty weird because while some people see him as a sweet cutie pookie little angel, this man is a freak. To begin with, he would be A LOT into bdsm (specially bondage), so there will always be a rope or a pair of handcuffs hanging on the nightstand for him to keepyour hands still (and whenever it’s not, don’t worry, he’ll just use his tie). And never ask him not to cum inside of you because this will only lead on him cumming at least three times more in your womb because here comes his second kink: Junkyu’s breeding kink is crazy. And whenever he cums inside of you, he will hold your neck strongly and choke you just a little— he likes to see the way your body spasms under his, and then goes weak slowly. But hey, you started this! He always tell you not to retain your breath whenever you come.

Yoshi is a little bit weird to me because I sometimes can totally see him as a dom, but then i just feel he’s just a soft subbie, so let me figure it out… degrading AND praising. Likes to listen to you saying you love him, and the way he looks right after licking you whole, and the way he makes you feel, but will also go crazy when you tell him he can’t satisfy you enough and that you might need to look for another pretty boy to fuck instead. And the switch dynamic come back when we talk about his breeding kink—his soft subbie self (the normal one actually) would just love the idea of you carrying his children in between you arms, while his other side would just love the way you look all pregnant, the way your boobs would grow up and the way you ask him to fuck you because you’re feeling needy after two months without sex. (Oh no, i might have gone a little too far with that one🌚)

Jaehyuk is another one i think everyone is getting confused with since shining solo because he looked so submissive, but hear me out. We have another freak. He is also very into bdsm, and sometimes he might have gone a little too far before, so you had to decide a safe word because you never mean it when you ask him to stop. He just overwhelms you too much by edging you with you ping vibrator (‘cause edging is his second kink) and makes you loose yourself with every slap he gives to your pussy. And I shouldn’t say this, but I saw recently an animated porn video (im so much of a loser, sorry) in which a girl is trapped on the hole of a wall and a guy (who ends up being her boyfriend) fucks her for hours, until he cums inside of her and then… he pees… inside of her. Idk, it just screamed Jaehyuk to me so pissing kink. We’ll never mention that again, ok? Hehe

Asahi is the unkinkiest member among all treasure members imo. Sex with him is very vainilla, so I can’t actually come up with anything hot, sorry.

Doyoung is that kind of gentleman who would never admit any of his perversions, but once he actually trusts you, man, it’s gonna be a long night. Would go down on you, taking one of you legs and putting in your shoulder while your other try to hold your whole body up, and would lick you pussy for hours, even after you came twice and ask him endlessly to stop because you’re already too overstimulated. This is his first kink, and asking you to pee in his mouth when you tell him you really need to go to the bathroom is his second kink. And making you squirt would be his third (again, is that a kink?).

Haruto kinda gives me the vibes of a slightly perv guy who feels guilty over his “forbidden desires” so just hides them since he thinks he’s too dirty. However, they are not that dark—not only sexually, but in all the ways, he likes physically smaller girls, so size kink, and that would also lead to the second kink: bulge kink. And keeping your hands still by tying them with his tie is the third.

Jeongwoo is a little darker than everyone else. He’s the kind of guy who watches and repeats on his dreams. The first would be overstimulation (guess y’all already know what it is), the second would be hate kink (don’t know if it exists either but like having sex with someone he genuinely hates) and cervix penetration (which is not penetration actually, but like being so far deep inside your pussy, that he can hit your cervix over and over again).

Junghwan is also strong, so even if i know it is a little obvious and basic to day so, strength kink. Same with his size kink. And this one might take some by surprise but… praising kink. He’s just so cute and little and cute and lovely. Would become from the hardest dom to the sweetest subbie whenever he hears some barely sweet words coming out of your pretty mouth.

[cherryxoxolove]

Hiiiii for anyone who wants to, feel free to message me whenever, I’m like always on my phone unless I’m sleeping :3

I usually end up touching myself at least once a day (lately it’s been more often hehe) so.. would love for people to talk me through it :3 or while I’m working hehe, I like to read dirty things when I’m supposed to be focusing :3

I REALLY like audios (deep voices got me fucked uppppp) but since I’m not comfy with calls/video calls, you can just message me with directions hehe 💞 or we can just talk dirty through texts hehe

I’m very new to all this, I’m trying to get better at sexy talk haha, but please bare with me 🥹

About me:

You can refer to me as Cherry or Rose.. Rose is kinda a nickname I use for being anon! I don’t mind either

Pet names I like: good girl, princess, sweetheart, sweetie, my girl, my good girl, yours ;), pretty

Things I like to call people: love, sir, daddy, hun

Age: 26

Ethnicity: Indian

Body type: chubby/overweight - trying to lose weight this year so I can take pretty girl photos 🥺

I am very insecure so I won’t be open to sending pics or anything unless I feel comfortable

I come off very innocent to people so I bet nobody who knows me irl expects this from me lol, just my dirty lil secret hehe, I’m a girly girl and I like plushies and cutesy things :3

How I masturbate:

With a vibrator or use my fingers to rub myself over my panties in circles… fingering feels weird to me and I keep my nails long so :/ I’ve also discovered that I like to slap my clit (the person who instructed me to do that…you know who you are hehe… ty for that 💞)

Sexuality: Straight… bi-curious? I’m discovering that currently haha so messages from girlies are also welcome :3

I am a virgin - unfortunately I have a high sex drive but I’m not pretty so :(( haven’t had the pleasure of doing it yet

Things I like:

I like when people tell me what they want to do to me, what they wish I was doing with them, what they want me to do to them, how slow/fast I should go, telling me that I’m doing a good job or that I’m a good girl, affectionate talk

Although I’m a sub, I also like it when guys are subby, like begging to cum or saying how much they are enjoying themselves and stuff hehe that shit is SO cute :3

^update as of Jan 8th: def a switch LOL

- I’ll add to this as I continue talking to people hehe 💞💞💞

Some rules:

*pls don’t be aggressive or demand things 😭 I’m just a horny virgin LOL I’m VERY new to this so I’m not comfortable with everything

*no messages that include themes of r@pe, im not comfortable with that at all💗

*i’m okay with receiving pics :3

Hmm I think that’s all! Feel free to comment on this if you have any questions or you can message me them too 💞 hope to talk to you soon :3

[joonkorre]

finished s3e7. absolute banger of an episode, said even more "wtf"s than last time but the tension throughout and how it tied everything up gave me the same high as s2 did. so spoilers (the way i just put everything out there for the previous episode reviews???? fandom etiquette where omg im so sorry to the 3 people who may be seeing this)

idek where they were going w chiyoh. like ok yall give me 2 east asian ladies, 1 died to propel will's drive for vengeance and 1 has some mysterious motivation that explains nothing that she does. the only thing she got going on is her steadfast sense of morality, which kept her from being manipulated by will (who's trying to convince himself that anyone can be primed by hannibal and is using the same tricks on her, poor thing) and let her focus on her goals, whatever tf they are. like good for her but.... what does she actually want???? whatever at least she looks cool.

the painting behind mason is so… ugh just in case the audience keke too much over his jokes and forget the type of mf he is lmao. and the surrogate convo between the verger siblings is so so fucking chilling dude I knew I KNEW right away what margot’s gonna find and it sent chills up my spine dude

I like how hannibal is unfazed by literally everything and discusses his being cooked and eaten with gusto and dare I say it, excitement. and I like how after a season of chasing after hannibal, that final betrayal of nearly getting his head cut open just made will so done w everything. did a complete 180. “you’re gonna eat him... w my face” and how he looks at hannibal and cordell as they talk….. get him out !!!!!

also: cordell. love his character. the perfect goon.

mason and his shitty fucking jokes. and just in case anybody wants to deny the homoerotic undertone of hannigram, let’s throw in that guy who ate his friend’s dick. lovely dinner topics.

loveeeeee that will bit out a chunk of cordell’s face and just how proud hannibal is in that moment. will just wants to get his lick back one last time, while hannibal’s still stuck in delulu land w/ them getting tortured + dying together, and takes will’s action as him being hannibal’s equal. he thinks they’re still friends/together and it’s soooooo funny

the branding scene + hannibal being tied up like a pig???? big day for subby painslut piggy hannibal truthers. I’m cheering for yall from the sidelines <3

the marlana + hannibal convo and him being broken free….. cinema. CINEMAAAA

the pig. good god the pig. knowing it’s coming didn’t prepare me for actually seeing it at all. and the fact that mason STILL mocked and denied margot of this one thing in this manner. god. the intercutting scenes of marlana getting the baby out + face off surgery are just chef’s kiss. so well edited that I genuinely believed will was done for like omg I woulda passed out if it’s not for mason’s face reveal. LOVE all the blood

white knight hannibal bridal carrying damsel in distress will???? don’t mind if I do 😋😋😋

marlana killing mason scene!!! margot w/ that fit, that hair, that shaky devastated enraged voice, and the tear-streaked mascara running down her face gives just the perfect level of drama. perfect killing-your-abusive-brother look. and the way they had time for hannibal to prostate milk mason ????? alana holding up a tube of sperm while the show censors the shit out of everything is so ?????? and yes YES CHEKOV’S EEL. after all the bj jokes of course he’d have to die that way. OF COURSE. although idk how they’re gonna have that baby but ig we’ll find out...

hannibal + chiyoh behind that window like they’re in a periodic table…. and hannibal moving toward that area between iron and silver…. CINEMAAAAAA

I see the teacup breaking as hannigram’s relationship + will’s becoming, esp since it’s superimposed over will’s head. bc it’s in his head, he’s making the logical leap to end hannibal’s hold over him, end whatever mania he was caught up in while trying to bait/chase hannibal. it’s done. read on reddit that hannibal’s notes full of physics equations may represent hannibal trying to calculate how the cup can feasibly come back together again or how he can turn back time to repair their relationship (both might as well mean the same thing). it can also represent the end of hannibal’s whimsy. they’re done touring the world and visiting museums and playing mindgames according to hannibal’s puppeteering. now they’re back in the wolf trap, back in the real world, where broken cups don’t mend themselves, where will decides that he wants nothing to do w hannibal and his whimsy anymore. they’re done.

I love how the season could’ve ended here as will guts hannibal the same way hannibal gutted will in s2: with surgical precision. he knows hannibal cares not for his life or death, and causing bodily harm upon him will only delight him more. so will goes for the heart. he knows himself well enough now to assert that he may tolerate killing, but he doesn’t have hannibal’s appetite. he won’t be hannibal’s pet nor friend. by exiling and forgetting him, will puts himself above hannibal as a god, and hannibal is helpless in his worship. he can do nothing but retreat as his offerings are rejected. and by god I’ve never seen him so completely hurt and devastated before. absolutely nothing has ever illicit such a reaction from him until will. jfc I HATE GAY PEOPLE WHY CANT YALL JUST BREAK UP NORMALLY

that was a good godfather II reference tho like omg

where the FAWK are will’s dogs. where’s my bby winston ????

love that jack’s back w the fbi !!!! will coming out and saying hannibal’s gone only for the little shit to emerge from the back like haiiiiiiii :3 girl UGH ik will was sick to his stomach likeeee

I cannot stop thinking about how it’s dark out at god knows what time. how hannibal sat behind will’s house in the snow like a stray dog recently abandoned by its newest benefactor and it can’t bring itself to leave, it won’t ever leave (girl don’t even get me started on that…. it will come back by hozier already got me in a chokehold). waiting for jack to arrive and turning himself in, denying jack the pleasure of actually subduing and capturing him. freeing chiyoh from her prison ig. AND getting his lick back at will. “I want you to know exactly where I am. and where you can always find me.” + the pettiest bitchiest look ever. it’s a pathetic, lowly declaration of bullheaded love born from spite, making sure will can never truly forget him and has to live w the knowledge of his location/fate in the back of his head. knowing full well will can’t help himself and are prolly gonna go find hannibal. once again I HATE GAY PEOPLE

jack looking at will w that smile/grimace on his face. I take it as him knowing that this is just another lovers’ tiff btwn hannigram and he’s basically an accessory to that lmao

100/10. once again a banger of an episode.

[junhanndee]

I HAVE A LOT OF THOUGHTS ABOUT JUNHAN!!!!

a lot of ppl think junhans too scared to be any sort of mean in bed but I don't think so!!! yes he's a very sweet boy but he gives the energy of being a huge tease/loves making you BEEEGGG for him in bed tbh. he kinda gives off the vibes of laughing at you (playfully bc he finds you cute) for whining too much or from seeing how fucked out you are just from foreplay. & you know how he mimics/echos the members? yeah he'd do that to you in bed LOL. mockingly repeating your words back to you bc he loves seeing you get flushed from embarrassment LMAOOO which leads to the next part: slight !!!sweet!!! degradation or humiliation is his FAV. he gets off on edging you or just being a tease & refusing to touch you where you need him most heehee. rhetorically asking if it feels good, who makes you feel like that, etc in that sickeningly sweet mocking tone bc he knows the answers already he just wants to embarrass you a little OOP. even if he's not into anything crazy he seems like the type to be curious & willing to try most things if you want to! I also see hyeongjun as a switch, someone who can easily go between being subby to a dom in just one round, but he's still content being only either the dom or sub for a night.

when i tell you. anon this is a piece of art. like this has had my shit ROCKED all day today….

lemme elaborate with you on this under the cut!!

i literally could not agree any more!!!

genuinely i think junhan is more dominant than anything 😭😭😭

like sure i think he could be submissive too!! he definitely gives me switch vibes!!

i think junhan would be the type to love seeing your reactions to anything and with the whole mimic thing….. ANON IM LITERALLY DYING WRITING THIS……………

like you would pull him close to you and he would say some smug shit like “mm just can’t get enough of me huh?” because he knows you’re far too beyond fucked to even answer his question!!!

he would definitely love seeing you like this, all fucked out just from him!! like!! he did that!!

he would be so proud of it that he would tease you about it!! nothing more than light-heartedly because he loves you :,)

junhan gives me the vibe that he wants you to look at him while he’s fucking you. he’s a missionary guy what can i say!!

he would be leaning over you, grazing right over your g spot and he would make it his number one mission to make you make eye contact with him and if you don’t!! :( oh well he will just stop until you’re begging him to continue because he just feels :( so good!!!

going on with him being a tease……. AAAAA

junhan would definitely pride himself in how he makes you feel and once he figures out what gets you the most…… you’re done for 😭😭😭😭😭

can y’all imagine him coming out of the shower with nothing but a towel on and wet hair……

he would be like “what? like what you see hmm?” knowing that seeing him like that has got your eyes almost in the back of your head!!!!

at the end of the day! junhan is SICKKKKKKKKKKKKK he’s so fine somebody stop me!!!!

[playtimeprincey]

old acct pin, saving in case im about to go under hehe

new pinned !! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

Hiii it's princey!! 21 subby cuntboy fagthing ^_^ welcome 2 my playhouse!!

he/they!!! genderfuckery afoot but i am a boy!! you can tease me about anything else but pls respect my identity!

minors DNI obviously

#princeyposts <- my forever tag, if u follow this tag you can catch me even when i havta remake!!

♡ heres what princey looks like! ♡

♡ kinks n other palace rules♡

💚 faves!! 💚 ddlb/brocon n all things fauxcest, free use!!, royalty kink, petplay (big dogs and little puppies im pspspsing you directly to my holes), roughhousing, praise kink!!, light degradation (call me dumb!! objectify me!!), cnc, intox, somno, breeding and knotting!!, kidnapping/stockholm syndrome, will add to this later <3

⚠️treading lightly⚠️hard impact/painplay, bloodplay (vampire/monster/fictional slashers alwayysssss get a green tho!), feminization- not detrans, watersports

❌limits lie here❌raceplay, scat/vomit, anything w disordered eating, 99.7% of misgendering or detrans stuff, most birthing content

DNI strictly for raceplay and ED stuff, the others can interact which arent moral judgements but for my own comfort and safety

all else is fair game for now :3

i talk a lot abt cnc and kidnapping and coercion and somno and intox and ddlb and all manners of icky play that play heavy into power dynamics and control , but let me be extremely clear that consent is always, always vital, and boundaries must be explicitly communicated and respected.

lots of talk abt guy's pussies n boycunt and manbreeding etc etc

you are always welcome 2 call me ur son, ur little brother, ur baby, ur puppy ur bunny ur kitty etc etc im not looking for anything serious or offsite but lets get weird n possessive while we hang out ;3

slowly getting more comfy sending/posing lewdy pics but not quite yet explicit nudes!! srry if im slow w dms <3 but anons/ asks r always open and i get to those lots faster!! send prompts and threats and the ickiest thing u can think of or just tell me about your day! ^_^

hot tip: i end my anons with some combination of 👑💙💌 depending on if any of those r already taken

if u made it all the way thru my ramblings im blowing u a kiss and/or kissing u with tongue and/or blowing u. pick ur poison xox

[lanawinterscigarettes]

can i request.. ANYTHING with jeff pfister? im literally addicted to him as much as he's addicted to coke, it's ridiculous. possibly an online relationship headcanons, or subby jeff??

I decided to do the headcanons BUT I do have an idea for a subby Jeff fic in mind if you're ever interested 👀

Having an online relationship with Jeff Pfister

Warnings: some nsfw, mentions of sex robots, swearing

Imma start off by saying that the chatroom you met him in either had something to do with weird fetishes/kinks, robotics, or something with both lol

He thought you were pretty cool, so naturally he decided to slide into your dms and talk to you in private

The two of you hit it off, and ended up becoming good friends in a small amount of time

He asked you out not long after that (you said yes, of course)

You guys frequently video call, since you can't be there in person

He always asks you for your opinion on his latest sex robot models (and jokes about how he wishes he could use them on you)

Whenever you message him, he either responds right away, literal seconds after you sent it, or he doesn't respond for hours at a time

Sometimes it can be a bit of both; he'll be responding to your messages super fast and then stop all of a sudden, only for him to send you something like, 5 hours later saying "Sorry, I had too much coke and passed out"

This happens more likely than you think, so you're pretty much used to it at this point

Phone sex is not uncommon, nor is it uncommon for him to message/call you purely because of the fact he's horny

You always make fun of his hair whenever he sends you pictures or video calls you, which leads to him hanging up/ghosting you (but it's never for very long because of how clingy he is)

He'll literally message/call you whenever. It could be three in the fucking morning and you'll get woken up by him calling you because he "was bored"

Sometimes when he's in chatrooms he'll start bragging about "all the bitches" he gets to the other incels he's friends with, claiming he gets so many messages from random girls a day he wishes they would just leave him alone

You're very quick to call him out on his bullshit whenever he does this though lmao

If he calls you about wanting to have phone/video sex you have to be very careful to make sure Mutt isn't listening in/watching, because he totally would (and Jeff wouldn't care lol)

He gets very upset if you don't check in with him at least once a day, and whenever you have to quit messaging him or get off the phone he always tries his best to keep you on longer because of how much he loves spending time with you, even if it's not in person

~

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[smellslikemultifandomimagines]

NSFW alphabet for Liam dunbar

also:

pairing: liam dunbar (18+) x fem!reader

warnings: smut → nsfw alphabet

headcanon 🖤

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requests are open🖤

request guidelines✨

🌻masterlist🌻

smut night masterlist 💦

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

liam would so fucking use his healing powers on you!!

he'd hate to see you in pain, so when both of you catch your breaths, he'd hold your hand in his and heal you

you'd always reassure that you didn't need him to do it. But sometimes when you look down and watch the blackness in his veins soaking up your pain and uncomfortableness, you're thankful that he did it

liam would be the type to go for walks with you (if you're feeling up for it)

sometimes the fresh air can calm you down, especially after powerful and strong orgasms

he'd make you food!! thoug don't expect much

im speaking stuff like toast, microwave meals lmao

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

ass

lmao liam is such an ass guy ahaha

he'd love spanking your ass, kneading it or just holding your ass while he fucks you

bonus points for when you ride him!!

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

liam would make it his mission to make you cum

he knows that sex doesn't always have to end in cumming, but my god, he would do all the tricks in the book to have you cumming for him

it's something about the pride he feels to have you cum for him and from all the things he's doing to you

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

seeing you in his clothes would make him ����

like you just in his shirt and nothing else

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

not much at all lmao

the only other person he's slept with before you was hayden, but even then, that was one time

so both of you would be experimenting with each other, trying to find what you both like and don't like

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

would love the spooning position lmao - especially for cock warming lmao

missionary too

having you bent over the couch or the kitchen bench would be such a turn on for him too oh my-

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

ahh yes omg! like have you met him?

liam's a little puppy and being able to still make you laugh in such an intimate moment would be something that he loves

i think he'd be more serious if kinks are involved bc his main priority is you and making sure that you're safe and not in pain

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

i'd like to think he'd make an effort, but i feel like he'd forget sometimes??

or be too proud that he can grow hair ya know lol

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

super soft and cute!!

Liam would have a thing for holding hands while you guys fucked

and like i said before, his number 1 priority is you and making sure that you're getting all the pleasure you deserve

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

liam would masturbate occasionally, but not always

would usually be when he can't be with you - whether he's at college or if you're at work

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

praise

mommy

knife / claw kink lmao

would be a switch - like would love being a cute little subby boy for you lol

would be both a brat and a brat tamer

would also love experimenting with toys

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

his college dorm room

his bedroom - his parents are at work a lot, so you'd get the house to yourself for most of the day

shower and/or bath

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

SEEING YOU IN HIS JERSEY (both his high school and college)

obviously when you tease him

would secretly love when you're a brat

when you take care of him - especially during the full moon and you're just cuddling him, praising and stroking his hair

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

nothing too harsh in terms of kinks (eg. heavy bdsm)

anything that generally weirds him out (not kink shaming, just saying)

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

would be such a receiver though omg

like he's a giver, don't get me wrong

but there's something about the way your lips wrap around him, mouth sucking him so good

but when he eats you out, he'll do it as if he hasn't eaten in days lol

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

depends lmao

he can be both though - like fast and rough but would periodically slow down to hold your hands and kiss you all over until you're begging him to pound you again

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

lmao yes, especially before a Pack meeting

OMG OMGOMGOM

can you imagine being locked in a small closet with him bc you're hiding from a monster and he gets a fucking boner hahahah

if course you wouldn't fuck while trying to hide but it would just be so funny

and you'd tease him by shifting around and in the process would rub your ass against his crotch

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

experimenting is a must for liam

being still new to the sex world, he'd like to figure out what he likes and doesn't like (as do you of course)

as for taking risks???? i'd say no

unless it's something that you really want to try, but other than that, not really.

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

honestly i think it depends

like if it's been a long week (especially the week of the full moon), maybe 1 round??

but sometimes can go for muliple rounds

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

would experiment with vibrators and light bondage but i can't see anything else beyond that tbh

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

hahah yes would 100% love teasing you

like i said before, he'd be a brat / brat tamer

while he's the brat tamer, he'd punish you by teasing you

this can be done through edging / orgasm denial, overstimulation, fucking you until you're have to tell him to stop bc it's too much

when using a vibrator, he'd love to hold it just above your folds but close enough for you to feel it

he'd have you whining, rolling your hips towards the toy to get it to make contact with your clit - literally anything to make him pleasure you with it lol

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

liam would be one whiney bitch omg

he's be more of moans than grunts - grunting would be if he was punishing you by pounding into you

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

would be a sucker for dirty talk oh my god

to hear you praise him, or have him praise you

say how good you feel around him

or to even tease you in public by saying all the things he'd love to do to you

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

muscley (obviously)

i think he'd be about average in cock size lol

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

that bby boy is a horny puppy i swear

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

pretty quickly tbh

poor bby would be so worn out lol

but i mean that would be after the aftercare lmao

like liam would never be the type to fuck then roll over and go to sleep ahah

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[petboymart]

it’s me again. you’ll never get rid of me. head empty only petboys and haikyuu boyfriends. it’s gonna be all the pairs but with one human boyfriend and one pet boy. you can’t stop me.

sooooo this time it’s little guard puppy!kyotani and boyfriend!iwaizumi because i love them

so you go to the shelter looking for a companion because your lonely while your boyfriends away the fucking workaholic, anyway your browsing the cages and kennels and you come across little puppy!kyotani and he just looks so sad sitting hunched over in the corner of his cage. so you call the worker over and they tell you that he was rescued from neglecting owners who never let him in the house and treated him so poorly. and obviously you take him home because he needs love goddamn it!

so you get him in the car and all the while he’s just like.. side eyeing you not really doing anything. just sitting there playing with his hands. and then you get home and you get him out of the car, and you open the door to your house, walk in, and then realize that he is not also walking in and you’re like wtf. so you go back to the door and he’s just sitting. on the porch. and you’re like ok, apparently he does not know that he is a house dog now. so you’re like kyo! and he looks up at you, and you’re like you’re allowed in the house! you’re going to live in here! get in the house! and he slowly gets up and walks into the house while glancing around, the poor awkward little baby.

so you show him around the house, and give him a bath, and put him in some of iwas clothes, and it’s another whole fucking thing explaining to him that “yes kyotani you’re allowed on the couch”, and then iwa comes home, and this poor abused baby just LOSES IT. he’s like growling, ears back, teeth bared, the whole nine yards, and you’re just like 🧍‍♀️hey babe this is our new dog don’t you like him.

so it’s ANOTHER whole thing explains to him that iwa is nice and he’s not an intruder kyotani he lives here, your wearing some of his clothes. and he still is testy around iwa and he doesn’t like it when he hugs you, he growls and barks at him. so you can imagine how difficult sleeping was. you had to do it so that iwa was the big spoon to you and kyo had a little area in front of you where he wasn’t touching anyone and he couldn’t really see that iwa was touching you. but when you woke up kyo had is face buried in your chest all curled up to you, sweet little touch starved boy.

so afters a few weeks of kyo getting used to touches, praise, living in the house, and iwaizumi everything is very nice. kyo now sees iwaizumi as the alpha and he listens to him, he listened to you from day one because you were sweet to him and you let him in the house and you scratched his ears. he’s so exited to see you when you come home, and he tries to hide it but doesn’t do it very well. like you open the door and he’s just standing there holding his tail, and you’re like…. watcha doin kyo? and he’s like…. i was just standing here and… my tail.. hit.. something.. and you’re like ok i’ll pretend that i believe that, but when you go up to him to hold his face and scratch his ears he lets his tail go and you can see it wagging so fast.

it takes even LONGER for him to get comfortable with intimacy and sex but once he his, baby, you’re fucked.

you see iwa tops puppy!kyo and puppy!kyo tops you, so you’re the bottoms bottom. since iwa is so busy it end up being just you and kyo a lot, but that is more that enough.

he loves you so much, and he doesn’t know how to express it well, so he sees sex as a way to make you feel good to let you know that he loves you. he’s also a sucker for after care.

he’ll have you in doggy style because he likes to spank you and pull your hair, he’s not very verbal during sex but he’s definitely vocal. grunts, whines, whimpers, and a lot of growls.

he cums very fast but he won’t stop fucking you until you’ve cum at least 3 times because that’s how many times you cum when iwa fucks you. which often leaded to him over stimulating himself and getting teary which he HATES so be sure to wipe and kiss his tears away and tell him how good he made you feel, and you’re such a good boy kyo, you’re so good.

he LOVES to eat you out, another thing he picked up from iwaizumi. he loves the noises you make, he loves how you scratch his head and play with his ears, he loves how you taste, he loves how you praise him, it’s a win win win win for him.

and when iwaizumi is there oh bitch.

the first few times you had sex together kyo would try to compete with iwa and obviously iwa would spank his ass red to put him in his place, so now he sits patiently waiting for instructions from iwa, tail wagging, ears perked up.

the main positions are, you in doggy iwa in your pussy puppy!kyo in your mouth, because iwa likes to spank you and kyo gets to pull your hair. you in missionary kyo in your pussy iwa in kyos little hole, because this way it reminds kyo that iwa is the alpha, and it reminds you that your the most bottom bitch in the room.

one time iwa was fucking kyo while you were out with friends, and obviously puppy!kyotani turns into a little subby baby when you’re not around, and he felt so good that he let a little “alpha!” slip when iwa played with his balls while pounding his little hole, and iwa smirked and went harder and said “yeah? you wanna cum for your alpha? you gonna be alphas good little bitch?” and kyo came on the spot, so now you also call iwa alpha in bed because he started loving it after that.

and one time oikawa came over. i think we all see where this is going.

so oikawa, being oikawa, flirted with you, as per usual. and before you had adopted little guard dog!kyo, oikawas visits always ended in jealous, possessive sex with iwaizumi. and now you have a guard dog who has his ears flat, teeth bared, growling his little head off, ready to rip oikawas throat out, and you just think…..fuck.

obviously oikawa is rushed out by iwaizumi so he doesn’t get mauled, and then both of you boys take you into the bedroom. iwa fucks your pussy while kyo marks all over your neck and then they switch. by the end of the night you’re covered in hickies, cum, sweat, tears, and some blood because kyo bit you too hard. all of your holes are leaking a mix of your boys cum, and puppy!kyo is all curled up between your boobs and iwa is spooning you.

overall 10/10 would adopt, very good boy.

-✌️

i literally stumbled a little jesus FUCK

Yesyeysyeysysysy

pls never leave u are making my brain ROT

kyo 💞 good doggy kyo who thinks you are the most amazing thing and the whole entire world and would literally die for you and you’re NOT allowed to leave the house without him

like u tried to get iwa to agree that kyo should stay home but Iwa likes the idea of you having constant protection

kyo best guard dog

bites men right on the dick when they mess with u

has tried to maul all of ur guy friends

mmmmh and bf iwa.....

Mmmh beefy athletic trainer...

MMH BEING SANDWICHED BETWEEN BEEFY MEN...

BOOOOOOBS

Im sorry my brain automatically goes to tits

[drdemonprince]

In April and May, i was working on a short story about a twunky trans boy and his artistic, very dommy and controlling boyfriend, who over the course of the pandemic both start working from home and transition their relationship into an intense 24/7 D/s dynamic. the subby trans guy in the story completely shifts his life priorities during lockdown, pivoting from a hard-driving career and into a semi-retirement, where he only works intermittently for a few hours per day, and spends the rest of the time a subspacey/brainwashed free use hole for his dom/BF. and the story follows a close friend of his who meets up with him after this has happened, and slowly comes to terms with loving the new person her longtime buddy has become. 

and like. damn. art really is magic sometimes. it’s like i conjured for myself the kind of life i always wanted. i feel reborn. i can’t even be sad right now that i wasted so much time not going after what i desired, because i think there is a seasoned, humbled kind of self knowledge among the divorced (or quasi divorced like me), just as there is among sober people and some recovered abuse survivors, where you come out the side of it knowing at last who you really are and what you are really on the earth for -- as well as what you can’t put up with ever again. i’ve had a good life. but i have denied myself some of the truest parts of me. yet at the same time, all these years i have been busily working, working, and laying the ground work for it to be possible to live the way i now want to live. 

every year i get better at shaving things off, shaving off habits and capitulations that never really suited me, and finding discomfort that i had long ignored and told myself i could deal with, and then at last ending it. i get less and less willing to tolerate the things that had silently made me miserable for years. and i get better at plunging head first into the things that i love. it’s scary, how happy i am, because i dont know fully yet how to believe i deserve good things, and i am used to thinking people will get sick of me and tired of my shit and that the good things will ebb. but even that i want to work on. i dont want to protect myself from disappointment by not being fully alive anymore. i refused to ask for much of anything the entire length of my last relationship. and that wasn’t good for him, and it gutted me, and it made the relationship shrivel into almost nothing. im not that person anymore. i actually feel loved by my close friends and worthy of love and desire more generally, now. mostly. 

im so glad i made it here. maybe i dont have to be afraid about it all ending, because at the end of the day, i will still be me, and i am lovable, and capable of getting what i want. my therapist always said i underestimate my likelihood of success in basically every realm of my life and that bitch was right 

[werejusttouchingeachother]

Divine

Req:  would you mind writing a Sub!Ten smut where reader gives them a handjob and it goes from there? The scenario can be whatever you feel is best but the switch (dom+) in me has been quaking +  something with a really dom reader + any whiny subby nct or exo member that first comes to mind? + pegging

Summary: art student!Ten gets assigned a project with you for your Photography class and although his ideas for the concept initially make you wary, you eventually see the silver lining once he invites you back to his place

Pairing: sub!Ten x dom!reader (both are bi/queer/sexually fluid)

Genre: smut (m)

Words: 6015

Tags: nudity, cursing, handjob, edging, pegging

A/N: I combined quite a few repeated reqs I’ve been getting for sub!nct and pegging in specific so sorry if this took way too long! I haven’t gone full feral dom in this the way I like to (because wbk im a hardcore dom) since i’ve noticed many on here have boundaries with it/not used to it so since this is my first proper sub!member fic, I’m just easing into it ok--i’ll go harder or less next time depending on the response this gets

You raise your hand to knock on the burgundy door, hesitation creeping up your mind and effectively stopping you. Your fist hovers mid-air as you straighten your dress with your free hand and pull out your phone to check your makeup again.

When Ten approached you at the library yesterday, you certainly hadn’t expected him to call you back to his apartment.

Well, then again, you hadn’t expected a lot of what Ten had said at the library when he sat across from you while you were working on your assignment.

Chittaphon Ten is nothing less of popular at your university—with a double major in Art and Dance, a minor in Photography, it’s no surprise that both students and faculty were always constantly in awe of how he seemed to always have his shit together, scoring impressive grades, being extremely sociable and generally was the most well-rounded person that you’d ever seen.

His crazy attractive features weren’t a drawback either.

Like most girls, you admired him from afar without ever making a move. Not because you were too shy to do anything—Lord knows you weren’t, and so did a good majority of the students who you’d been with—but because he was always surrounded by people, the life of every party he went to, the one who never had a problem getting laid and the one whose attention required too much effort.

Which is why you were extremely surprised when Ten sought you out at the library yesterday. He’d called your name, which you didn’t even know he knew until then. It made you recall the first time he’d said it—one of the many faces that you’d been introduced to at the freshmen’s party during your first year at university.

He’d been the cool friendly popular sophomore, a beacon to all the lost freshmen and you’d been one of them as you exchanged names, later drinks and then, you were pretty sure, a tipsy dance together towards the end of the night.

That was the extent of your interaction—with the exception of the friendly smiles and casual ‘Hey’s as you passed each other in the hallway. What’s even sadder is that most of the memories from that night aren’t even clear to you due to all the shots you had downed—it’s only when you saw all the blurry pictures on Instagram the next day that you realised he’d danced with his hands around you but you couldn’t remember even feeling them, nevertheless the dance.  

Needless to say, Ten was probably the only guy to ever make you reconsider the decision to drink at parties.

Regardless of all this, you hadn’t expected to be paired with him in your Photography class that you two happened to share this semester. You never thought he’d attend much since it was only an elective—moreover, attendance wasn’t even compulsory—but you should have known better, of course perfect Ten was there.

And of course, on the one day that you’d skipped classes, you and Ten had gotten a paired assignment.

“The concept,” Ten said in a hushed voice as he leaned over the table at the library, making your gaze unknowingly rivet to his mouth. You had to force yourself to keep your eyes on his as he continued, “The concept for the assignment is Biblical influence on art.”

Still, you’d nodded. You’d shrugged it off in stride.

At least, you did until Ten said the following words:

“I have an idea. Everyone else is going to be at churches and cemeteries and cathedrals and basilicas. For the architecture and lightings. I was thinking, since we both are studying Art, we could paint on you to make you look like a Michelangelo sculpture.”

You’d blinked at him, wondering if you had misheard because he was whispering so lowly. You’d opened your mouth and closed it again, gaping like a fish. When he’d seen your obvious confusion, he repeated the last part, making your eyebrows furrow and then inhale sharply as you realised he was serious.

“Just hear me out,” Ten started before you could start yelling in the middle of the university library. “Think about it. No one would do such a unique concept.”

“Yeah, because it’s crazy?”

“Its art, Y/N. Crazy is kind of what gets you recognition.”

“This is an assignment that isn’t even accounted for twenty percent, Ten. It’s not even going to get published. Make it make sense,” you said in a flat voice.

“Imagine if it does, though, because it’s that good,” he muttered, widening his eyes at you to further emphasise his point.

You didn’t agree. You didn’t disagree either but the way you’d shaken your head and quickly stormed out of the library with an excuse that you needed to get to class let him know that you weren’t exactly in favour of the whole idea.

Then he’d called that night. It was later than you’d expect anyone to call—especially to discuss an assignment—but for some reason, it had worked.

You’re not sure why you agreed. Maybe it was because he’d actually made some good points over the call.

Or maybe because his voice had sounded so lulling over the phone, you’d found yourself nodding along without even paying attention to what he’d been suggesting. You agreed to meet him after your last evening class the next day at his apartment to ‘get it over with as soon as possible’.

Right now, you stood outside his door and tried to recall what all he had said last night. You were wearing a wrap-around dress that dropped only till your knees—the easiest thing to get in and out of—and had washed your hair so that it hung around your face. You’d scrubbed and shaved every surface of your skin until you were polished and squeaky clean, smelling like fresh soap and your mildly-scented lavender perfume.

You took a breath and checked your reflection for the millionth time in just half an hour on your phone’s screen before sighing and knocking on his door.

There was a shuffle of steps and then the door opened, Ten poking his head out and smiling at you.

“Hey,” he greeted softly and held the door open. “Come on in.”

You slowly entered, your mind racing with multiple thoughts as you closed the door behind you. You heard him mumble that he’ll be right back and to make yourself comfortable as he headed to a room at the end of the hallway.

You entered the first room to your left that he’d gestured at, your eyes quickly scanning the place. You immediately notice how he’d drawn all the curtains open and can’t help but smile at the very obvious attempt to have cleaned up—everything had been pushed to the corners of the room and things were thrown haphazardly to a side to clear the floor.

Biting back a smile, you turn right as he enters and hold your hands up to stop him before he starts speaking.

“Before anything,” you start, lowering your raised hands when you notice he’s listening. “Explain to me entirely what your plan is for the project. All of it.”

He nods and grabs his phone, scrolling through his gallery. You listen attentively as Ten explains how he thought it would be cool if he painted your entire body like a marble sculpture with a sheet draped over your body—painting over the sheet as well for a hyper-realistic effect while you posed like a statue.

You bit down on your lip at the idea of getting naked in his apartment with only a slinky garment to cover you, eyes moving from his phone’s screen to meet his. You can see the question in them and he even gives you a polite smile as if to tell you that you can always refuse if you’re uncomfortable with it.

But beneath that, you can see the challenging glint: he is daring you to back down because he knows you’re on unfamiliar grounds with him. He’d surely been naked many times in his apartment with several mutual friends of yours and so had you back in your own place but never with each other.

And maybe it was that or maybe this exciting air of ‘what if this went somewhere?’ and ‘what if one of us leaned in closer?’—but you didn’t want to back down.

So you gave him a firm nod, relishing in the way his eyes slightly widened at your affirmation as you turned to head for the bathroom that you’d seen when walking in. You turn at the last second, right as you’re near the door to see Ten staring at you as if baffled that you’re actually agreeing to this and you ask as nonchalantly as possible, “Ten? The sheet?”    

“What?” He blinks before realising. “Oh, right, right, sorry.”

He grabs an ivory-coloured sheet that laid neatly over the back of a chair and hands it over to you. You still as your eyes fall on the silky satin material you held in your hands, the fabric almost slipping from your fingers because of how smooth it was.

You slowly raise your eyes from the sheet to ask him what exactly you were supposed to do with it and stop when you notice that his eyebrow is raised, expression apprehensive as if to wait for you to drop the sheet and leave his apartment.

Plastering on an overly sweet smile, you nod in thanks and turn to the bathroom.

Once inside, you stare at your reflection in the mirror as you give yourself a pep-talk.

You weren’t backing down. There was just no way—especially when there was a good chance that this was all in your head and you were just making it into a bigger deal than what it actually is. It could just be about the project and Ten’s perfectionistic tendency wanting the highest grade.

So you slowly disrobed from your floral wraparound dress, hanging it over the hook on the back of the bathroom door. You hadn’t put much makeup on except for some gloss on your lips and some mascara—not wanting to be completely barefaced but at the same time, not going fully out.

Taking a deep breath, you take the satin sheet and stare at it as you contemplate how to wrap it around yourself.

You settle for wrapping it around your body, under the arm similar to how you usually do with a towel. You try to wrap it twice but the material is hardly enough to envelop more than once fully around your frame.

You stare at yourself in the mirror and have to force yourself to not get back into your comfy dress and jump out the bathroom window. The material clings to your body like a second skin and despite being layered twice around your front, your nipples still poke through due to how thin and supple the satin is.

Sighing and straightening your back, you turn to make sure that the knot at the back is fastened tightly and feel glad that you’d had the sense to shave your entire body spotless earlier today before coming here.

You meet your gaze in the mirror one last time, narrowing your eyes slightly as you take a deep breath and get your game face on. You walk to the door and step out, immediately feeling goosebumps rise on your skin at the sudden change in temperature from the cool bathroom.

You re-enter the hall and immediately notice Ten fight every instinct in his body to react at your appearance as his eyes swiftly rake over your entire form before quickly flitting back to your eyes.

Raising an eyebrow at him, you stand in front of him and he hesitates before finally saying, “Uh. You. That’s not actually how I thought you’d wear it.”

You narrow your eyes at him, fighting against the urge to cross your arms over your chest defensively because you knew that would only draw more attention towards your breasts.

“What did you think then?” You ask in a deadpan tone and Ten grabs his phone from the table, showing you an image of a marbled woman sculpture that had a similarly thin cloth adorning her body except it fell over one shoulder and was held tight by pressing down the other arm. Moreover, she was postured by leaning her hips against a short pedestal and arching her back with her head raised upwards.

The garment covered her chest and stopped short at the very top of her thighs—barely covering anything but exposing her curvy hips, thighs and sides in their full glory.

You unknowingly release a loud sigh of frustration before nodding. Determined, you reach back to unknot the cloth but Ten stops you with his hand, saying, “Wait, its fine.”

Your hand is caught underneath his, and you look at him with confusion. “What?”

“It’s okay,” he repeats, lowering his hand from your shoulder. “This is better cause I have to paint your shoulders anyway and they’re both revealed this way. We’ll paint your entire body first before putting the satin over it and paint that last.”

“Um,” you say softly, nodding as he gestures for you to sit on the chair. You slowly sit down and contemplate crossing your legs but decide against it as that would cause the material to hike up further than it already is. “Okay.”

Ten stands above you, dipping a brush with thick bristles into a palette. You keep your eyes on his face, watching him carefully and don’t fail to see the way his breath slightly catches when he notices your intense gaze on him. You try to bite back a smirk as he leans over you and presses the cool brush against your shoulder, lightly stroking it over the skin in an experimental brushstroke.

“Could you lean your head back?” He asks you, his voice considerably lower.

“Mhm, sure,” you softly hum in agreement as you arch your neck back, noticing the way his grip falters on the brush as he presses the brush more firmly against your shoulder. The contact with your skin mixed with the air that had suddenly grown thick around the two of you made slight bumps rise along your arms and you feel Ten’s gaze dart to your face, having noticed the effect.

Yeah. This wasn’t about the project. Your senses were tingling and even if you knew nothing else, you could smell sexual tension from miles away.

You deliberately sigh softly, your chest heaving with the release of air and feel the brush still against your skin again. You sneak a look at Ten and notice that he’s completely stopped faking it, watching your face carefully.

You lower your head and turn it in his direction, feeling both your breaths intermingle from how close your faces are. You’re just about to lean in when he says, “It’s not working.”

You blink, momentarily taken aback. “What?”

“The paint.” You glance down at your shoulder to see that the colour was slightly faded and almost runny, not in the thick layers that they should be with the amount of strokes Ten had just made.

“Your skin,” he said, thinking as he leaned back slightly, promptly breaking the moment that you just had. “There’s something that’s not allowing the paint to settle. Did you put something before you came here?”

You think for a moment before answering, “Uh, yeah, moisturiser. Lotion. Is that it?”

Ten swallowed thickly, nodding at your words as he stepped back. “Do you think you can remove it with body wash or soap? I can’t paint your skin otherwise and it needs to be layered thickly for the marble effect.”

You stare at Ten, eyes narrowed as you tried to figure what game he was playing here. You’re almost tempted to just stand up and grab him, press him against the desk and kiss him hungrily.

Did he just want you to shower here? Was he going to walk in? Or was this to just have you smelling like the same sweet-scented soap that he always smelled like?

Or was this really because he was concerned with the project and didn’t want your Vaseline bodycream to stand in the way of a perfect grade?

Did he even want to sleep with you in the first place?

You stand up abruptly, unable to take the million thoughts flooding into your head. Turning around, you made a beeline for the bathroom again while mentally cursing him.

If he was playing hard-to-get, this was the longest you’d ever held out for someone you were interested in sleeping with, despite how much you loved the game.

You’re Y/N. Sure, Ten had a reputation as the campus heartthrob with nights of guaranteed fun and pleasure but so did you—you had entire groups of people who would attest to your skills in the bedroom.

Except you didn’t know right now. The signals you’d been receiving all night were mixed and you couldn’t tell reality anymore from your own fantasies of taking Ten and having him in your own way.

You wished you were right—that he was really interested in sleeping with you. Because you couldn’t get the pretty images of Ten whining and mewling softly out of your head, reminiscing the way his Adam’s apple had bobbed nervously every time he swallowed when he noticed your gaze, loving the way he’d slightly faltered as you’d breathed softly.

You wanted to ruin him so bad—you could feel your core clenching with desire just from the thought of it.

You don’t realise you hadn’t closed the door behind you and it’s only when you turn around, catching Ten standing at the door that you realise.

You stare at him, feeling a slight tingle run through you as you gazed at him. You could see your own reflection on the mirror from your peripheral as Ten leaned on the wall beside it, his eyes transfixed on you.

“How is it that we’ve never ran in the same circles?” He asks, cocking his head.

Is he finally taking the bait?

You smile at his words, crossing your arms on purpose this time. “What do you mean?”

He falters slightly and you know it’s to fight the urge to lower his gaze from your face. He clears his throat, saying slowly, “I mean, we're both...”

“Hoes?” You offer, raising an eyebrow.

Ten blinks, surprised at your word choice. “I was going to say ‘the same’ but uh, sure, I guess that applies too.”

You chuckle, leaning your hip against the sink as you grin at him. “It’s cause we run in different circles that rarely interact with each other and the ones that do are comparatively lesser.”

Ten frowned at that, throwing your earlier question back at you. “What do you mean?”

“You fuck more guys and I fuck more girls.”

Ten’s eyes shot open, a light brush creeping up his cheeks at your bluntness and making you smirk slightly.

You think for a second, remembering all the times you’d spent with girls who were switches or leaned more towards dom. “You’ve slept with Amber, haven’t you?”

He nodded. “Taeyong?”

You nod. “Hwasa?”

“Of course. Mark?”

“Duh. Dahyun?”

“Obviously.”

You smile, glancing at the mirror as you tuck your hair behind your ear. “All right, then. I’ll shower now.”

You start to close the door but his hand is quick to grab your arm, stopping you effectively. You lift your head quickly to meet his gaze, able to smell the paint that was lingering on his clothes and unable to think with the need to just kiss him.

But you had to think, you had to control. He’d toyed with you enough so it’s only fair that you return the favour.

He raised an eyebrow at you in disbelief, unable to say the words that he’s thinking.

“You’re…” He pauses before hesitantly asking, “That’s it? You’re just going to shower?”

You furrow your eyebrows at him, playing genuinely confused. “... Yeah? I asked all that cause I was curious and I never knew you were such a power bottom. So are both Mark and Taeyong so I’m guessing that didn’t work well for you. Unlike the girls you slept with, who are all switches.”

He nods, his fingers still wrapped around your forearm. “I know. But they never... they never...”

He trails off and your eyes widen as you realise what he’s trying to say. “Whoa. What? Really?”

“What’s that expression supposed to mean?” Ten demands, narrowing his eyes at you. “You dommed Mark and Taeyong?”

“No,” you scowled before reluctantly explaining, “I mean I did. But not as much as I wanted to. They chickened out in the last second and we just fucked in missionary.”

Ten hesitates, his tongue darting out to lick his lower lip nervously. “How... how much do you want to?”

As soon as the words leave his mouth, you feel your heart skip a beat, a sense of excitement suddenly rushing through your blood. Your eyes are transfixed on his lips, now glistening with his saliva and you can’t help but imagine them parted wide open, gasping and moaning.

“Why?” You ask, your voice husky with arousal as you lower your lashes at him. “How far do you want me to go?”

“How far can you go?”

You raise your eyebrow challengingly. “Farther than Dahyun or the others would ever dare going.”

He grabs your waist then and your hands are already on his shoulders, slamming him back onto the door.

Your mouths meet heatedly and he moans as you press your body completely up against him.

Ten’s hands are gripping your hips tightly as you trail your one hand down his chest, between the two of you. Your hand passes over the waistband of his sweatpants and you palm his growing erection roughly. Ten gasps aloud and the sound is music to your ears as you take the opportunity to slip your tongue inside his parted lips.

Your fingers grip his length over the soft material of his pants and he’s twitching even with the minimal contact. Ten’s hand grabs your neck and pulls you away enough to breathe heavily, “Bedroom.”

“Yes, let’s go,” you mutter hurriedly and you grab his hand, pulling him in the direction of what you assumed to be the bedroom—the only other room in the small apartment.

You sit on the edge of the bed and yank him to you, loving the way a soft gasp leaves his mouth as he almost stumbles into your lap. Hesitantly he sits on your thighs and you shake your head, noticing that he still had his sweatpants on.

“Take the clothes off, sweetheart,” you say sweetly but with enough firmness to immediately make him get off your lap and peel his shirt off. You lean back with your hands on the bed to support you as you stare at him, watching him as he stripped.

You stand up when he’s bare in front of you, taking his hand and pushing him onto the bed before crawling on top of him.

Ten sits on the edge of the bed with you on his lap and you place your knees on either side of his thighs. You grab the hair on the back of his head, gripping the locks tightly in your fingers to yank his head back roughly and quickly move your mouth around his slender throat.

It doesn’t take long to find the sweet spot that has him moaning, his chest jerking up with his gasps at your relentless lips. You lick a stripe from his ear to his clavicle, sucking on the soft flesh where his shoulder and neck meets.

Ten's whimpers are the prettiest sound you’ve ever heard, his fingers having bunched up the satin sheet around you as he grips it tightly. The material gives away easily and next thing you know, cool air is hitting your skin as the satin is now fisted in his grip. Your legs are splayed over his, feeling his warm skin against yours as you kiss around his neck. You lower your mouth to his clavicle, sucking on the skin enough to leave bruises that you’re sure will darken by tomorrow as you mark him. Ten’s head is thrown back in pleasure as you leave hickeys all over his throat and you use the distraction to slowly roll your hips, rubbing your core over his growing erection. Ten gasps at the sudden sensation and you smirk against his skin, pulling him back hurriedly by his shoulders.

“Y/N,” his voice is a shaky whisper as they leave his lips and you hum in response, kissing him again deeply in a way that let him know you were going to absolutely devour him. Your hands find his hair again and you hold him firmly to you, moving your lips against his and letting your tongue explore the warmth of his mouth in a way that left him dazed and breathless when you finally pulled away.

You settled on his knees, leaving enough space between your bodies for your hands to quickly reach down and wrap your fingers around his length. Ten is deliciously responsive—bucking into your touch, hands reflexively reaching out to grip the sheets behind him tightly and moaning softly.

You’re certain that he can see how lust-crazed you are with the way he looks underneath you, his eyes all big and pleading as he waits patiently for you to move your hand, to go faster, to do anything.

So you do.

You’re gentle at first, barely doing much as you swipe your thumb over the pink head. You take your time, admiring the smoothness and length of his dick, swallowing the urge to just take him into your mouth already as you move the pads of your fingers lightly over his length and stroke him leisurely. You watch his face as you do so, loving how Ten’s eyes dilate with the frustration or pleasure or both, you weren’t sure. As his breaths quicken, you remove your hand and smirk while lazily using just your finger to stroke up and down, loving the way he was twitching even with just a single digit on him.

His whines grow louder and you finally give in, wrapping your hand fully around him, suddenly moving it up and down so quickly that it had him breathing harder as your pace suddenly transitioned. Ten’s hands gently came up to hold your hips and he raised his torso from the bed to lean his head into your neck, warm heavy breaths hitting your skin. He whimpered as you lowered your other hand to his balls, fondling them while stroking his erection. His chest started heaving and you could tell he was close from the soft “ah’s” that were leaving his lips, almost in a way that made you think he didn't know he was making them. His eyes were closed tightly, head now leaned back and fingers clenching the sheets so hard that his knuckles were white and you can’t recall when he took his hands away from your waist and pulled his head back from your neck.

You watched him carefully, feeling yourself grow wetter as he came closer to his high and right when he twitched in your hand and his chest jerked up, his entire skin flushing as he panted, you immediately stopped and pulled your hand away completely, disengaging contact.

Ten’s eyes shoot open and you have to bite back a smile at the way he looks utterly breathless and crestfallen at the stolen orgasm.

You take a breath as you crawl over his body, pushing him back by his shoulders and resuming the kisses on his throat and neck. You let your hand tease up his stomach and chest, feeling the way his slender body shivers beneath your fingers at even the slightest feather-touch as you mutter lowly into his ear, “Where are your toys?”

“Bedside drawer,” he whispers breathily and you pull your mouth away from the reddening skin of his neck as you move across the bed to the small wooden drawers.

You grab the strap-on that you found and the bottle of flavoured-lube next to it, closing the drawers shut as you keep them on the bed. Your eyes fall on the beige satin lying at the foot of the bed where it had slipped from Ten’s fingers and you reach across the bed for the material.

Ten watches you with his chest still heaving slightly as he tries to steady his irregular breathing and you grab his wrists, pulling them above his head and binding them together with the same satin that had been around you only an hour earlier.

You adjust on his lap so that your slit is perfectly aligned with his dripping member, enjoying the way he breathed harder as he felt your heat. You moved your hips in torturously slow circles over his length, sliding it up and down as you watched it glisten beneath you with both your fluids while you busied your hands by rubbing the lube in between them and over the strap-on.

“Fuck,” Ten moans aloud and you almost moan in response at how glorious he sounds—his angelic voice cursing, all soft and desperate for you.

You slid down his body and Ten hissed as your hands that were now cool because of the lube made contact with his cock. The head was flushed an angry red and you almost felt sorry at how sensitive he was already despite not even having gone as hard as you usually do.

Ten’s hands are fisted tightly, fingernails digging into his palms as you support yourself above him with both your hands on his shoulders while you kept rotating your hips over him. His eyes close as you grinded slightly against the tip, spreading your thighs and pushing a bit harder so that the head of his erection would slip inside your slick walls just the briefest fraction before you moved again.

Ten whispers curses again and you finally lower your hand again to wrap your fingers around him.

“Ah!” Ten groans as he bucks reflexively into your hand and you don’t give him a second as you start moving your hand over his length at an almost merciless speed, stroking him quickly and roughly. Ten’s eyes blow wide open at your sudden intense stimulations and lower your other hand down further, feeling his pink hole.

The lube in your fingers helps you to easily stick your finger inside and you feel your own arousal grow as he clenches tightly around your single digit while your hand still strokes him to another orgasm. Hearing his breaths grow quicker as he nears his high, you gradually decrease the speed of your hand while still fucking him open with two fingers now.

Ten is mewling and whining on the sheets now, arms slightly squirming to touch himself for relief when you denied him yet another orgasm. His thighs move under you and you narrow your eyes at him.

“Keep moving and I’ll never let you cum,” you warn and he immediately stills at your words, his entire body going still beneath you. You smile slightly in approval at his compliance and lean down to pepper his chest with kisses.

Ten’s breath echoes softly around his cosy bedroom as your mouth finds his nipple, your tongue darting out to circle the nub in quick motions timed with the pace of your one hand moving on his member and the other fucking him open. You look up to see Ten’s eyes roll back in his head at the overstimulation, back arching off the mattress and you immediately stop your ministrations on his cock, sitting up properly to not miss the reaction.

And its priceless.

Ten’s face is redder than you’d ever seen it, a delicious blush spreading over his entire cheeks, neck and down to his chest and you notice how his eyes are slightly teary and unfocused.

You lower your face to his then, pressing a reassuring kiss to his parted lips as you remove your fingers from inside his ready hole.

“Get on top of me, baby,” you mutter as you pull away and Ten nods, disoriented and dazed.

You fall to his side on the bed, grabbing the strap on and putting it around you as you rub the lube, spreading it over the surface of the cock. The thought that Ten probably fucked himself on this after a night that was less that pleasurable and satisfactory with a girl who didn’t want to fuck him the way he wanted to enticed you immeasurably.

Ten’s hands are shaky as he throws his leg over your body lying back on his bed, knees pressed against your sides. Slowly, he lowers himself down on the length of the dildo, eyes closing and lips parting with a loud moan that he couldn’t suppress as he feels it fill him up.

He opens his eyes, gaze shifting to your face and you watch the surprise that falls across his delicate features as you cross your arms behind your head, not touching him.

Understanding that you wanted him to fuck himself on top of you, Ten leaned back and you felt his hands on your lower legs as he used it to support himself up while he starting moving up and down.

Arching his back, you watched the dancer’s slender and beautiful body manifest into the most breathtaking art that you’d ever seen, more beautiful than any marble sculpture as he bounced and fucked himself on you, mouth open as he sang the most sweet-sounding curses and mewls while his angry-red cock slapped against your stomach with every bounce, dripping pre-cum onto your skin.

You raised your hand to his face then, shoving two of your fingers into his parted lips and he immediately closed his lips around your digits, choking slightly. Your own eyes grew hazy with lust as Ten fucked himself faster, thoroughly wetting your fingers with his tongue as he moaned around them while moving faster.

His grunts grew louder and hoarser—you could tell he was close so you grabbed his hip with your free hand and raised your own hips, bucking up into him. Removing your fingers from his mouth, you lowered them dripping with his saliva to his chest and tweaked his nipples that you’d kisses sensitive earlier.

Ten’s body jerks and he groans loudly as his dick twitches, shooting spurts of thick heavy cum over the length of your torso. He keeps cumming continuously, covering your belly, the valley of your breasts and even shoots all the way to your hair with his sticky white fluids.

You drag your finger over your stomach, collecting the cum and stick your finger in your mouth, humming with pleasure at the taste of Ten’s slightly salty essence mixed with his saliva from when you’d been choking him earlier.

Ten collapses down onto your body heavily, unable to hold himself up anymore and you smile as you wrap an arm around his back.

“Correct me if I’m wrong,” you start, unable to keep the smugness from your tone, “but did I just ruin sex with a girl for you?”

“Yes,” Ten replied, leaning up to kiss your lips and you smile in surprise at the sudden tenderness in the gesture.

He smiles tiredly, eyes still unfocused as he says, “Yes, you did.”

“We should change our concept, by the way,” you suggested. Ten blinks in confusion and you explain, “For the project. The way you looked on top of me with your back arched like that was pretty fucking divine.”

Ten let out a short laugh. “I don’t know, Y/N, a photograph of being pegged might raise some eyebrows since the concept for the project is Biblical.”

“I repeat: divine.”

[seokjinsdisciple]

Switched

jinyoung x reader

when you switch places with your twin sister to teach English in South Korea. You quickly find you’re worse at the job than you think. Luckily, kindergarten teacher Jinyoung helps you navigate the waters of teaching and help your class pass their end of the year exams. 

requested, unedited

warnings: oh boy where do i even begin, sub jinyoung, baby boy and mommy used excessively (im not sorry), overstimulation (sort of), nipple play, jinyoung is just really subby and cute ok, let me know if im missing anything bc this is a mess

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There was a certain way that your twin sister had about her that made it impossible to say no. She had used this against you her entire life, and it hadn’t stopped as you grew out of teenagers and became adults. In fact, her requests got more and more demanding. Which is how you found yourself on a 15-hour flight to South Korea. 

It was a simple switch really, she had gotten pregnant and wanted you to fill in for her. She had spent about half of the year teaching English to 6th graders and couldn’t leave for half of the year. You were pretty positive that she had just told you that so she wouldn’t have to pay rent on the year-long lease she had signed, but honestly, you were kinda excited. Not about the kids, you had no idea what to do with them, but more so about living in a different country kinda thing. 

The flight was long, and you spent the whole time watching movies, unable to sleep. So, admittedly you were exhausted when you stood in front of your new apartment. You made your way inside, and you had to be honest, the apartment was way nicer than your home back in the States. It was nowhere near as big, but it was filled with nicer, comfier furniture and a giant bed that you couldn’t resist. 

You awoke with a start, rubbing your eyes and groaning. You had no time to waste since your first day in the classroom was supposed to be today. You hadn’t made any plans for your students, but you didn’t have enough time to make one. Scurrying around the apartment you pulled together a business casual outfit, grabbing a piece of toast from the toaster and hurrying out of the apartment with only one shoe on. The other shoe balanced delicately in your hands with a cup of coffee, and your toast. 

By the time you made it into the school, You were more put together. You were still extremely nervous about meeting the students and you were praying that they would be nice to you. You weren’t too fond of kids, and, unlike your sister, you were terrible at interacting with them.

Your thoughts of the day were taking over, and as you desperately searched for your sister's classroom, you bumped into a broad chest. 

“Hey, you ok y/s/n?” A handsome man asked, his sweater showing off his broad shoulders. You had no idea who this guy was, but damn your sister for failing to mention that someone so handsome existed. You smiled at him, your cheeks heating up as you stared, looking for some sort of name tag. You couldn’t find one.

“I’m ok, just kinda lost for some reason,” you laughed, “My brain hasn’t started yet, I guess.”

“Ah, well maybe I can point you in the right direction?” The man said, looking at you quizzically, you were clearly failing at convincing him you were actually your sister. If he had any questions, though, he didn’t ask them. Instead leading you down a winding hallway and into a classroom. 

“Ah, it’s good to be back,” you smiled, praying that he wouldn’t be too suspicious, “Thanks for your help!”

The man just took one glance behind him, before deciding to just close the door of the classroom. 

“So you’re the twin, right?”

“Uh, I don’t know what you mean…” You tried, glancing at the desk and seeing the picture of you and your sister. She could be a real idiot sometimes. The man just raised an eyebrow at you, glancing at the picture on the desk and then back at you. 

“Listen, I know you aren’t y/s/n,” he stated, “she’s never this nice to me. Plus, what kind of teacher forgets where their classroom is?”

You let out a nervous chuckle at his accusation, it was only the first day and you had already been found out. 

“Don’t worry,” he added, “I’m not gonna tell anyone. My name’s Jinyoung. It's nice to meet you…”

“YN,” you said, taking his outstretched hand and shaking it, “I really don’t want to get my sister in trouble, so it would be really great if you kept it a secret.”

“Like I said, I am not gonna tell anyone,” he smiled, “but you are going to need to learn everyone else's names if you are going to try and pull this off.”

That was how you found yourself studying the school’s website, trying to memorize faces and names, with Jinyoung’s tips about their respective personalities. One thing you learned was that your sister wasn’t liked here, probably another reason she hadn’t wanted to tell you who she was working with. You got to talking with Jinyoung and learned that he was a kindergarten teacher. You and Jinyoung talked through your planning period, at least that’s what he called it, and when you told him you had no clue what you were doing, he suggested putting on a movie, an English movie of course. 

You stared at the list of names on your roster, Jinyoung laughing at your pathetic attempts to pronounce their names. He had to write out the pronunciation just so you could get it somewhat recognizable.  As you called the students of your class up during the first period, you had them write an English name that you could call them by. It was just easier and the kids seemed to be relieved that you weren’t going to butcher their names, although you did feel kinda bad about not calling them by their names. You explained to them that you'd be spending this semester watching and dissecting movies before putting one on. 

As time passed, this became your teaching method, watch a movie with the kids, and go over any questions about words that they had after the movie. You weren’t really sure if this was an effective way to teach English, but you didn’t have any better ideas. Jinyoung had become your only friend, as the rest of your school hated your sister, it just made sense. Especially because he knew about your little secret. It had become apparent that the two of you were attracted to each other. Both your students and he had started asking if the two of you were dating. You, of course, denied it, because he was just your friend. No matter how handsome he was. You shook thoughts of Jinyoung out of your head as you started to clean up the pizza party you had to help calm down the kids. You had never met kids who were as stressed out like these ones. Plus their exams were in a few days, and they needed a little break. 

You let out a quiet curse word as a cough rang out from behind you. 

“Any pizza left for me?” Jinyoung asked, his presence beside you sending you into the same thought process that you had been in before. You cleared your throat, reaching for a plate to hand to him. 

“The leftovers are all yours,” you smiled, chuckling at his over-exaggerated hand heart that he sent your way. 

“I was wondering if you wanted to get a drink tonight?” Jinyoung asked, a mouthful of pizza making his words hard to understand. 

“What?” You laughed, “Chew your food first you monster.”

He just laughed with you, covering his mouth as he chewed, “Sorry, I was wondering if maybe you would want to get a drink with me tonight?”

“Ms. Y/L/N, you have to go with him!” One of your students whined, apparently he had forgotten his coat for recess. Jinyoung just grinned at you, and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes. 

“Stay out of it,” you warned, shooing the boy back to recess. Your focused honed in, ignoring a grinning Jinyoung and busying yourself with tidying the plates and napkins. 

“You should listen to him,” Jinyoung sang, heat flaming your cheeks as you looked at him. 

“I’ll get drinks with you, but only if you SWEAR not to tell your kindergarteners, deal?”

At this, Jinyoung just chuckled, “It’s a deal, I’ll pick you up outside of your room at promptly at 4:30.”

It was your turn to laugh, the banter that the two of you often shared making a warm fuzz to fill your tummy. The fuzz that was normally only achieved through alcohol. You ignored the periods after lunch, your thoughts filling with Jinyoung. To be fair, most of the conversations your students were having were about you and Jinyoung too. The word of the date spreading quickly through the 6th grade, and you were assuming through the rest of the school. 

Your nerves didn’t pick up until your students were dismissed. Frankly, you couldn’t stand the thought of grading worksheets when you knew what was in store for you later. You needed some time to relieve some stress, and you had a feeling that Jinyoung would help provide that for you. 

Jinyoung was at the door of your classroom right when he said he would be, and his over the top bow made you chuckle as you collected your things. You weren’t sure exactly where you were going, but you knew Jinyoung would take you somewhere nice. He did. 

When you walked into the Korean Barbeque restaurant, the smell of cooking meat filled your nose, and the sound of it sizzling on the grill had your heart beating faster. You hadn’t realized how hungry you are until you sat down and heard your stomach grumble. 

“You should really take care of that,” Jinyoung laughed, lazily perusing the menu. 

“Well then, order me some food,” you smiled, taking your hair down from the bun it was in. When you look back at Jinyoung, his eyes were darker, and if you could’ve seen his crotch, you were certain there would be a noticeable bulge. 

“Excited for the food?” you asked, quirking an eyebrow at him.

“I’m thinking about dessert,” he smirked, his tongue wetting his lips. 

This flirty banter continued all throughout dinner, your arousal growing by the time the both of you had finished your 3rd soju bottle. 

Jinyoung’s cheeks were flushed red and you couldn’t help but smile at his drunken ramblings. When he paid for the dinner and stood up, he wobbled a little bit.

“Woah, there,” you laughed, watching his ears burn red as he steadied himself. 

You walked together out of the door, his balance much better than it had been when he stood up. 

“Listen, I’m not that drunk, just feeling a little fuzzy,” he said, his already red cheeks flushing even more. 

“It’s ok Jinyoung, I’m feeling fuzzy too.”

You walked in silence for a moment, but you could feel Jinyoung’s eyes burning a hole into the side of your face. When you turned to look at him, he had a goofy grin on his face, and you couldn’t help but let out a laugh.

“I like making you laugh,” he whispered, grabbing your hand and interlocking it with his own. His hands were cold, but they warmed you up from the inside out. His thumb rubbing gently over your hand as you walked. He had your heart beating out of your chest, and by the time you made it to your front door, his body was pressed flush against you. His arms wrapped around your waist, and you both waddled into your apartment, Jinyoung refusing to let you go. When his face landed in the crook of your neck, your stomach flipped. 

“Your hair smells good,” he sighed, his soft tone making you close your eyes and rest your head on his shoulder. You stood like that for a while, peaceful silence almost causing you to fall asleep. When Jinyoung started tonguing at your neck, you couldn’t help but let out a low whine. His actions sped up, and when you were desperate enough, you pulled him along behind you to your bedroom. Your lips found his, softly pressing against each other. His hands roamed your shirt, squeezing your boobs he deepened the kiss. When you pulled away, you both threw your shirts off, his hand reaching around to undo your bra. That’s when you first noticed it. 

One hand became two hands trying to remove the garment, and then with two hands came a pout. You held back a smile as you reached behind yourself and unclasped the bra in one go. His pout just deepened, and ears so red they could probably be seen from miles away. 

“Jinyoung,” you whispered, placing a chaste kiss on his lips as you pushed him gently down on the bed, “are you a virgin?”

Jinyoung’s hands found your waist, and as he pulled you onto his lap, he buried his head into your chest. You ran your fingers through his hair as he gently shook his head no. 

“I’m just inexperienced,” he whispered, his head refusing to come out from your chest. You continued to massage his head, a whine leaving his throat as you helped him relax. When he started to nuzzle into your boobs, you weren’t expecting him to lick your nipple, and then take it into his mouth to harden it. He repeated his actions on the other side, your breaths hitching every so often as he sucked and bit. When he finally looked up and met your eyes, you almost squealed at how cute he was. His nose and cheeks were flushed a deep red, and his eyes were watery.

“Oh, baby boy,” you whispered as his pout deepened a low whine leaving his lips at the nickname, “What’s wrong?”

“-m ard,” he mumbled, hiding into your chest again. You just cooed at him, running your hands through his hair again. 

“But baby, I have barely even touched you,” you said, “Do you want me to help you?”

You just tsked when Jinyoung nodded into your chest, speaking a little louder than before, “Use your words, baby boy.”

Jinyoung looked up at you, his lip trembling at your harsh tone. You caressed his cheek to soothe him, and that's when he said, “will you- will you please touch me?”

That was it, you were done for. You normally considered yourself to be a more sub leaning switch, but boy was this subby little baby making you go crazy. You pressed your lips onto him, reaching your hand down and pressing on his bulge. Jinyoung almost didn’t let go of you as you climbed off of his lap, but one glance at him had him looking down and loosening his arms from around your waist. 

When you undid the button of his pants and allowed you to pull them down his legs you praised him. His pretty cock bobbing at your words. 

“Do you like being complimented baby boy?”

Jinyoung nodded again, letting out a whimper as you slapped the inside of his thigh, “Yes, I do mommy.”

If you thought you were a goner before, you didn’t know what to think now. It was clear Jinyoung was going deeper into subspace, and holy shit you didn’t know how much you liked being called mommy. 

“You’re such a good little boy, Jinyoungie,” you smiled, pressing a kiss to the tip of his cock, “and you have such a pretty cock.”

His whines at your teasing only intensified as you complimented him, “Look how big it is, baby,” you smirked, wrapping a hand around his cock and tugging once,” but you don’t even know what to do with a cock like this, do you baby?”

“N-, no mommy,” he hiccupped as you sank your mouth all the way down his length. 

“It’s ok, love,” you smiled up at him, “Mommy will take care of you.”

His sniffles were just so cute, you couldn’t stand to tease him anymore. You slipped your skirt off, placing both of your hands on Jinyoung’s cheeks. 

“Are you sure about this?” you asked, running your thumbs gently over his cheeks as he nodded, “Words, Jinyoung.”

“Yeah, god yeah, please,” he whined, gulping as you straddled him, sinking down until you had all of his length inside of you. 

“You tell me if you wanna stop, ok baby?”

“Yes,” Jinyoung whined, letting out a broken moan as you began to ride him. His fingers gripped your hips, pretty moan after pretty moan leaving his mouth as you chased your high. You were worked up, he had worked you up. He was just so good, and once you set eyes on his cock you knew you wanted to feel him in you. Now, you could maneuver yourself so that he was hitting you in all of the right places. And your sweet little love was so so close, you could tell. His hips were almost running from you, sinking as far as he could into the bed to try to take some of the pleasure away. His moans gave him away as he clung to you. 

“Mo-mommy, need to, need to come,” he whimpered, tears pricking his eyes at your silence. You kissed his nose and picked up your pace.

“You can come, little love,” you moaned, your heat clenching around him. He muttered a string of thank-yous, as you felt his cock twitching inside of you. You just kissed him, not wanting to hear his overstimulated moans as you kept riding him. But his mouth broke away, scrunched face as he moaned. 

“M, mommy,” he whined, face still red and scrunched. You tried to calm him, slowing your hips to try to relieve some of the overstimulation, but that's when you felt it. His cock twitching in you again. You let out a groan and came with him. Your eyes rolling back into your head as you clenched around him. You relaxed around him, your hands finding his cheeks as you took a deep breath. You quickly looked up when you felt the wetness on his cheeks. 

“What’s wrong love?”

“I was bad,” he sniffed, “Youngie came without permission.”

“You weren’t bad baby,” You smiled, pressing several kisses all over his face until he laughed, “you were the best boy.”

You let him pull you down across the bed, snuggling into your side and nuzzling into your neck. You fell asleep, and so did he soon after, both of you worn out.

You and Jinyoung spent the entire weekend together, laughing, making out and growing his experience. When you arrived at school on Monday, you were glowing. Your kids begged you to tell them if you went on that date, but you refused. At least until it was time for them to start their exam. In fact, you promised to tell them what happened (minus some details of course) if, and only if, they passed their exams. 

Not a single person in your class failed.

[typinggently]

i saw your ‘how do you write dom frank’ post n my brain immediately jumped to that one gold age reddit post. basically a “gentleman” guy has a gf whoud reeeeally like him to be a lil dominating in bed, but he cant dirty talk to save his life. she eventually demands he do it, and apparently his entire brain shuts down n he ends up going “you like that you fucking r*****” (i refuse to type the word) like im a sub frank type of gal but i can see him doing that lmfao, esp if hes usually subby

This was the first thing I read this morning before my brain was fully online, all snuggled up in bed, and oh boy did it fuck with me. That is such a disaster. I love it. Oh God.

Also I tried SO hard to find that comic and I??? failed miserably, I was heartbroken.

(Edit: kudos to me for reading “reddit post” and spending like 15 minutes looking up rage comics?! Wow. No wonder I didn’t find it.)

However – it also got me thinking, once again, about them and dirty talking??

But first: pls check out @frank-g-castle who made the OG post!!! It’s quality content!!! :’>

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So uh

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First, have some thoughts regarding the disaster man:

I am so fucking weak for Frank going “attaboy”. I. It’s so dumb but I go “oh shit”every time??? And re: D/S dynamics with them? That’s some tough shit because let’s be real, if Billy has ONE kink it’s getting any kind of positive attention. Can go from praise kink to enjoying being worshipped, I’m flexible,but either way, Frank ?¿ praising him for taking dick well??? I. Yes.

The worshipping also works for him? But not in a very calculated way. I feel, just like that little “attaboy”, it’s very? Unplanned? It’s once again one of those things he doesn’t think about very much. My personal thoughts on the matter are that usually, Frank tries p hard not to be like the others and “harass” Billy over his looks? And it came to a point where he just doesn’t say anything about it if he can help it? (can also be chalked up to the whole “oh me? Wanting to fuck my best friend? Absolutely not! wHAT are you talking about?” and later, of course, the fact that he smashed his face to pieces (badly. But still))– However, that whole thing kinda dissolves when they’re having sex. Filter’s gone. So Frank will, 100%, call him a whole number of things, simply because he can’t help himself. Gorgeous. Beautiful. Handsome. Sweetheart. Babe.

But does that count as dirty talking? HmmMMMMMmmm.

Personally,I feel Dirty Talk implies some sort of agenda. Frank growling about how much he loves Billy’s moans?? Questionable in that regard.

You know who’s got an agenda, though? Yeah.

Billy definitely knows what he’s doing. He can turn on his sex operator voice no problem. Either, you know, classics (“I’ve been thinking about your cock all day”, “I think you should come here and touch me”, etc). Or! He uses it for evil. Which is to say, he either uses it in situations where he shouldn’t (“Come on, Frankie, fuck him up”), or he uses it in appropriate scenarios BUT references things he shouldn’t (“You smell like a slaughterhouse, you know that?”). Since Frank is, unfortunately, 🎶 bad to the bone 🎶 sick as a dog🎶, it works very well. (Which is to say Frank slips into that beastly mood where Billy gets his hair pulled and his throat bruised and fucked so hard he can’t walk)

But! You know how Billy can get the dirty talk he wants? Force Frank into it. Gently.

Get him to that point where the filter’s starting to slowly dissolve. Touch him. Play with his hair – depending on the length either by scratching or tugging gently. Kiss his neck – nibble a little, suck, bite, give him a few nice bruises. Play with his chest – honestly, that’s pure hedonism? Feeling Frank’s nipple harden against his thumb, feeling the warmth of his chest, the flutter of his heart…nice.

But yes. Warm him up a little, until his hands get a little more insistent, squeezing Billy’s hips, pulling him in, mouth at his jaw, etc. Now Billy can move on to the second part – get him to talk. “How much do you like me?” – “Do you think I’m pretty?” – “What do you want to do to me right now?” – “Do you want me to touch you? Where?”

Works like a charm.

He doesn’t get the most coherent answers most of the time, of course. Depending on his mood, he’ll either take that or insist Frank uses proper words or explain what he means. Either way – that’s the best ego boost Billy could hope for. And frustrating Frank by telling him he has to keep still until he’s used full sentences? That’s just fun.

(Billy making a show of licking his palm and sucking on his fingers before slowly, languidly stroking Frank’s cock and using his silk-purry voice to whisper into his ear. “Does that feel good, Frankie? Hmm?” – “Fuck you, honestly” – “Oh? You want that, sweetheart? Gotta talk to me first, come on. Use your words.” Frank starting out by running his fingers through Billy’s hair but ends up with his hand fisted in it, pulling slightly and without really noticing, making Billy purr in delight)…yeh….)

:). Vielen Dank für Ihre Aufmerksamkeit & Gute Nacht.

(no honestly this was a delight. thank you so much!!💖)

[tyongf-nct]

(U asked how we feel abt member x member so im chiming in) I don’t like to read member x member bc I don’t have a dick so I don’t relate & it doesn’t entertain me much,basically if my guys spend very much time not focused on me/yn, it’s no fun to me lol I’m a spoiled subby baby who grew up an only child so if I’m not the center of my s/o’s attn in bed I feel mopey lol😞 Like Tinkerbell. Hell that’d be a concept right there; 3some but I start pouting (1/2)

anonymous said: immensely, in silence when they are playing more w/ each other than me & after a couple of mins they realize it & can coo over how cute I am when I’m sad, calling me their little tinkerbell bc I acted like I’d die if I didn’t get attention lol 🧚‍♀️😚💚 I can see that being with Yuta and John, Yuta and Jae, John and Jae, or Jeno & Jaemin 🤔🤑 (2/2)

LOL this was a wild ride from start to finish. also it’s okay if you don’t like member x member!! i can totally understand :) i think i will write it every once in a while bc it ended up being really fun for me and shockingly it was very well received! the post blew up (by my standards) in less than a day so i was shook to say the least 😱 but never feel pressured to read something you don’t like! we all have things we don’t prefer ;) bUt also the idea of a spoiled sub not getting the attention they want,,,immaculate vibes 😩 the pairings you gave are also SPOT ON🥵

[cutiepiemere]

200 Reasons To Love Meredith Foster

Last year I wrote 100 reasons to love you and I reblogged it so it’s the post right before this💗 You can go back to read it from #1 and make your way to #200! I’m here to throw to you another 100 reasons to make 200. I hope you enjoy!! ♡ 101- She has meetups to meet us 102- She’s independent 103- IS 10X MORE CONFIDENT WITH HER BODY YOU CAN TELL NZYSJSH 104- Does what makes her happy 105- Can rock her new haircut😻 106- Eats dark chocolate, like girl how??I can’t do that😂 107- She’s 21 and still spends so much time with her family💗 108- She has changed her sleeping habits and is happier with it :) 109- IS SUPERRRRRR HEALTHY 110- Has a gym trainer 💪 111- Grew muscles 112- To die for sense of style✨ 113- Thinks of change as a good thing 114- Is still passionate about youtubing after 7 years. I admire that bc not all youtubers are like that!!💖 115- HAS BEEN ON YOUTUBE FOR 7 MF YEARSSSSS 116- Issa meme queen 117- Made a freaking roast yourself, only people who are confident are able to laugh at themselves like you could ❤ 118- Practices what she preaches🙌👏 119- Has an amazing way with words💓 120- Reads our comments that we leave her on her youtube videos, instagram, and etc 121- Shows her merebears off/things we do for her publicly on her instagram story, snapchat, twitter, instagram and what not. We get so happy when you do that you don’t even know😭💛 122- Does charities ☺ 123- Donates to charities 124- Promotes charities 125- Travels a lot ✈ 126- This girl can coooook 127- Makes bomb cookies, no I haven’t tried it, no I don’t have to😍 128- IS A ICECREAM LOVER🍦 129- She’s so motivational, goodness😂 130- Is the reason why I work out, no exaggeration either❤ I can look at her abs and it will put me in the mood to do some crunches or situps, that girl is a queen im telling you😉 131- She’s a queen, how could I forgot 132- She’s herself💗💯 133- Posts her body on instagram and ignores the hate❤ 134- Puts herself first💖 135- I’m at 135, if you think I’m finish, I’m not😂 136- Have you ever felt bored then Mere uploaded a vlog and like you’re mood is on 💯? YES MERE HAS THAT EFFECT💘 137- Uploads the best vlogs in the world🌍 138- Always has bikini goals😂 139- Still blows kisses at the end of her videos😊 140- Tries new things👀 141- Has almost 5 million subbies🙈 142- That’s 5 million reasons to love her heheheh 143- Got out of constantly using the phrase “LIT” on a daily BAHAHHAG 144- Has a good sense of music, girl I’ll pass you the AUX cord any day 😹 145- Gives us the cutest nicknames known to man 146- Mine is fizzy lizzy 😉 147- Her makeup is always beat 148- She literally has the best/cutest laugh😂 149- Has a laugh that will make you smile 150- Her smile will instantly make you smile 151- This queen did boxing💥 152- She’s memedith😂 153- Made Coachella - well - Coachella🔥🌟 154- Mirror selfies are always on point 155- Okay she has the best booties/boots tbh can’t even lie😍 156- Convinced she looks good in every color 😻💓 157- LISTENS TO DRAKEEE 158- Is a dog person😛 159- She’s so beautiful that one time she had a snapchat filter, but I thought it was real😂 160- Owns soooo many rompers💕 161- A swiftie💖 162- Isn’t a alcoholic, controls herself. 163- Knows who she is😌 164- Won’t let no guy take over her👏 165- THE PHOTOSHOOT BY RILEY OR TEA OR BRANDON OR WHOEVER, THEY ALWAYS COME OUT SOOOO STUNNING WITH HER I CAN’T EVEN 166- She’s photogenic 167- STILAPHOTOGRAPHER 168- Visits New York a whole bunch💟 169- Appreciates the smallest things 170- Laughs at the smallest things baha 171- Eats healthy! 172- Is considerate over others❤ 173- Does giveaways, even though she doesn’t even have to💕 174- Is always giving back💓 175- HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN HER LITTLE HAPPY DANCE? 176- SHE’S SO CUTE WHEN SHE’S HAPPY DBJSBS 177- Would have a sleepover or icecream and chill with her merebears💞 178- Has teeth brighter than my future✅ 179- Super straight teeth woop 180- Sets actual goals for herself 181- She’s so honest❤ 182- 10/10 could be a calvin klein model 183- LOOKS LIKE A MODEL 184- SHOULD MODEL😂😂😂 185- She’s an amazing actress👍 186- Went from a prom series on Youtube to being on Bizaardvark on Disney Channel 💕 187- Sidebraid queen 188- WAIT MERE DO.. TRY A SIDE BRAID ON UR SHORT HAIR HAHAH I WANNA SEE😍😂💞 189- Nails always poppin 190- I’ve been at this for over an hour because that’s how much of a reason their is to love you 191- You’re the best out there, I don’t care what anyone says💞 192- You can forever look good in baseball caps 193- YOU LOOK LIKE YOUR MOM😻 WOW who’s who?😉 194- EYEBROWSSS HAD A GLO UPPP 195- EYEWEAVE ALWAYS POPPIN 196- You’re intelligent 💞 197- Ahhh we’re almost done!!! 198- You so fine murbur😍❤ 199- The fact that I have 200 reasons why I love you, is another reason to love you💜💜💜 200- I love you and you love us unconditionally which is a great reason for every human being to love my idol, meredith foster💞 Xoxo, Fizzy Lizzy