#i.n hard thoughts

[pixie-felix]

thinking about...

...that Venom body roll.

400 words | smut | a delulu analysis

Watching the 2022 MAMA performance and, well... This one move. They're usually so in sync that the noticeable differences here, and, y'know, the movement itself, got me thinking things about stuff... Like how they fuck 💁‍♀️ so I thought I would share.

Felix. Look at him. Look. At. Him. The closed eyes. The head tilt. The exposed neck. Felix is not a man who just fucks. He needs that emotional bond, he wants to dive into your soul like it’s a swimming pool and he doesn't care if he drowns. Sex with Felix is intense, because he has a singular focus: you. The sun could be exploding, he's not letting you go until he's satisfied that you are satisfied.

Hyunjin. A man possessed. Gets so lost in the pleasure that his soul leaves his body and the devil slips inside instead. We've seen the way he dances, now imagine those fluid moves inside you. The body control of this man, Jesus H. Christ. Paired with the stamina of an idol and a main dancer, and... Well. One night stands with this man have been unanimously voted the best night of your life.

Han. He can not (and will not) take his eyes off you the whole time. Another one who needs that emotional link with you. The eternal sub, even when he's on top: he needs you to feel good so that he can feel good too. Doesn't close his mouth during sex because he's too busy whining your name, panting and eventually begging mindlessly as he gets more and more cuntdrunk.

I.N. Unlike Han and Felix, Jeongin can just fuck. He doesn't need that emotional connection (and if you want one, you're going to have to work for it). Sex with him can be a little cold, but he's straight up about it: there's no manipulation, no empty promises of romance. He's just there to get his dick wet. Not necessarily hard and rough, always chasing whatever feels good. A 10/10 dick appointment with no problem leaving you on read if he's not in the mood.

Chan. Saving my favourite for last. That facial expression. Imagine missionary with this man. Go on, do it. I dare you. He's making that exact face when he enters you, your grip making him growl. Yeah, you're welcome. He's capable of making love to you, he loves to do it, but sometimes he's just gotta give in and fuck out that frustration. Absolutely worth pissing him off just to get him to snap and take it out on you. Oh, and hatefucking with Christopher? Intense enough to make you think you've fallen in love.

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Jeongin hard thoughts?

Imagine you and jeongin were having sex when he finished first so you ended up faking an orgasm. A few days later he overhears you telling a friend over the phone abt this. When you wake up next to him the next morning you find yourself tied to your headboard, unable to escape. You are completely naked and jeongin comes in. He eats you out and forces orgasm after orgasm out of you until you are crying and he is completely relentless. He finally let's up after your 15th orgasm and you are relived, until you see him take the vibrator from the drawer and turn it to the highest and holding it against your clit while he fucks you coaxing about 20 more orgasms leaving you feeling exhausted. He says he only did this to pay you back for the orgasm he owed you.

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yang jeongin 𖹭 afab!reader

what i owe you.

synopsis: an insecure jeongin wants nothing other than to make you feel good.

content: explicit sexual content (mdni), pwp, afab!female reader, established relationship, pet names (babe, baby, innie), dubious consent but it all works out, mentioned faked orgasm, yandere!jeongin if you put glasses and squint, they have a safeword but the reader doesn't use it, not proofread, lowercase intended.

explicit warnings: dom!jeongin, he is a little mean/aggressive but sweet and calm?, cunnilingus, fingering, edging, overstimulation, using a vibrator, bondage/eagle

zuzu's notes: hiii! sorry this took so long, it was in my drafts for awhile. idk if it's okay that i answered your ask or if you wanted me to just make a post and then tag you but... well, amazing ask, girliepop! i love the idea so much, but you made it sound complete so i didn't know what to add, i hope you enjoy anyway hehe. writing this kinda reminded me of seven by jungkook ft. latto, so maybe that's a song rec while reading this lol. ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱

"don't get me wrong, i love jeongin..."

i.n didn't intend to eavesdrop. he arrived home a few hours early to surprise you, but his curiosity piqued when he heard your soft voice when you were supposedly supposed to be the only one he would come home to. as he crept closer to the door of your shared bedroom, expecting the worst that he pushed to the back of his mind,

he knew that you were talking about him. he let out a breath of relief when he saw that you were on the phone. he wanted to know more but also he felt guilty for violating your privacy... it was your shared home anyway, he felt somewhat justified in his behavior.

"i guess he has been a little stressed lately and needed a quick release. i just had to fake mine,"

i.n's heart dropped to the pit of stomach. fake? he felt a gnawing sensation. as he listened closely, they prayed that you were referring to something else and not your intimate moments together. the uncertainty was weighing heavily on his mind and he felt a sense of insecurity about your pleasure. he wondered when else you would fake and he didn't realize. your words continued.

"otherwise... i don't know, he could have been embarrassed since he could always make me release before him... it's my first time having to fake it—"

without warning, i.n burst into the bedroom and loudly announced himself. "babe, i'm home!" he exclaimed, immediately capturing your attention. he proceeded to remove his shoulder bag and neatly comb his hair, all while putting on a convincing performance that he had just arrived.

"oh!" you exclaimed, hanging up the phone and rushing to put on your slippers and greeting i.n with a warm, loving hug that i.n struggled to return properly. "you're early, baby!" you said cheerily, planting a kiss on his cheek. "how was practice?"

"practice was a little tiring," he forced a smile. "i wanted to take you out to dinner."

"oh, really? let me get ready then—" you pulled away from him, looking around before heading toward the closet.

"ah, babe," he called out, following you into the bedroom and wrapped his arms around you from behind. "maybe after dinner, you'd wanna...?"

"oh," you paused. a bead of sweat dripped down i.n's forehead as he awaited your response. he felt a little nervous but he wanted to make up for your lost orgasm tonight until he heard your response; "maybe not tonight, baby." you smiled and patted his hand around you as you searched for an outfit.

"ah, okay, then..." i.n promptly removed his arms around your body and decided to wash up as well.

dinner went by quickly and quietly, probably like last night. i.n couldn't get the thought of your phone conversation out of his head and decided to plan something for the next morning.

"dinner was amazing, baby," you kissed his cheek as you opened the door to your apartment. "we haven't been able to eat out in weeks."

"that's why i wanted to surprise you..." he gave you a sweet smile.

the night ended peacefully, it was dark and quiet, the bedroom was well ventilated, and you were actually a bit chilly, so you cuddled up to i.n's broad form. curse you for being so cozy that night, you ended up having the deepest and best sleep of your life until you woke up to a sensation.

your eyes fluttered open and you look down to see i.n's head between your legs. slowly, your mind woke up along with your body and you grew alarmed, shutting your legs together, only to not. they were tied down to the foot of the bed, you tried to move your arms but they were tied to the end of the bed. "jeongin-" you rasped out.

he lifted his head from your legs, "oh, you're awake." he said blankly and wiped his bottop lip with his thumb as he sat up.

"what are you doing? untie me," you whined as your arms and legs struggled to escape the restrains.

"shh, baby, calm down..." he shuffled up, legs straddling your stomach as he leaned down and placed a tender kiss on your cheek, then your soft lips. he pulled away and stared into your eyes. "i'm simply making up for a lost orgasm the other night."

"babe, i have a meeting to get to,"

"tell them you're sick." he went back down and laid his tongue flatly on your clit, kitten licking it, earning a soft moan from you. "i'm sure you will be soon."

"baby, please-" you cried when he fit two of his thick fingers knuckle-deep effortlessly into your pussy, you were so wet from arousal and his saliva that he didn't struggle. he curled his fingers, hitting your g-spot repeatedly. "ah, baby-" you moaned out. fuck. he hadn't given you this type of attention in months, maybe it was okay to call in sick today. you were a bit overwhelmed and you could only move your hips against his hand.

"you like that?" i.n asked quietly as he watched your hips rock against his hand, eyes flickering to look at your already fucked out expression. "you must really like it..." he whispered and pulled his fingers out.

"innie!" you whined out, your disappointment was short-lived when he began lapping at your cunt again, sucking and eating you like there was no tomorrow. "don't stop like that..." you moaned, you could feel your climax building up as he sucked harshly on your clit and licked your hole. he let out a low moan as he felt your cum build up on his tongue.

"mmm, babe, you taste amazing. i can't believe i missed out on this for months..."

slowly, you caught your breath, but you felt his tongue on you again. "ah, innie, stop- i- can't..." you whined, moving your hips away from him.

"ah ah, quit moving, babe. i need to make you feel good." jeongin grabbed your hips in place and continued his job. you whined in his grasp, helpless. "if you really wanted to stop, you'd say the safeword, no?" he put his middle finger and began fingering you aggressively. you blubbered as you felt another orgasm building. "come on baby," he said, voice low as he quickened his pace, finger unrelenting, his thumb moved to rub your clit and you creamed around his finger.

"ah, baby... please..." you moaned out, eyes fluttering shut. you hadn't had to consecutive amazing orgasms forced out of you liked that before. "please..." you blubbered.

"please what?" jeongin asked, his finger began pumping inside you once more, this time he fit in his pointer and his ring, he pushed them in so deep you felt the cold silver of his rings against your folds. you whined out at the sensation. "please what baby?"

you were left speechless, your voice exhausted from the relentless stream of orgasms jeongin had wrung from you. his fingers continued to work their magic, adding another orgasm to your already impressive tally, he began to eat you out once more. and more. and more. this continued for about 10 times before he finally stopped, pulling away from your quivering pussy and sucking the evidence of your cum from his fingers.

"mhgh... baby, are you done now...?" you asked weakly, your voice barely audible. your eyes fluttered open as jeongin stood up and walked towards the bedside table, pulling out a vibrator with a wicked glint in his eye. your eyes widened.

you had a long day ahead of you.

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As you step back into your apartment, the lingering dampness of the rain clings to your clothes, a reminder of the photography date that was abruptly cut short. The sky outside is still a sullen gray, with dark clouds hanging low and heavy, casting a muted light through the windows. Jeongin, ever the gentle soul, immediately notices the subtle shift in your mood from the day's disappointment. His eyes, usually so full of mischief, are now tender and reassuring as he guides you towards the balcony.

On the balcony, the rain has softened to a light drizzle, creating a soothing rhythm as it taps against the railing and the potted plants. The air is cool and crisp, and you can almost taste the freshness that follows a storm. Jeongin sets down the mugs of hot coffee on the small table between you two, the rich aroma mingling with the earthy scent of the rain. He hands you one of the mugs, his fingers brushing yours in a gesture that feels both intimate and comforting. 

As you both sit down, the warmth of the coffee seeps into your hands, a stark contrast to the chill that has seeped into your bones from the rain. The balcony, usually a space for casual chatter and laughter, now feels like a sanctuary. The overcast sky and the soft patter of the rain create a serene backdrop that mirrors your mood—a gentle melancholy mingled with an undercurrent of contentment.

Jeongin, always perceptive to your unspoken emotions, leans in close, his presence a quiet assurance. He doesn't speak much, choosing instead to let the silence and the ambiance of the rainy day do the talking. As you sip your coffee, the warmth spreads through you, and you find solace in the shared silence. The rain, though initially a disappointment, now feels like a balm, softening the edges of the day’s abrupt end. 

In this intimate moment, the world outside seems distant, and the two of you are cocooned in a space of your own creation. The clouds may obscure the sun, but they also seem to wrap around you in a protective embrace. With Jeongin by your side, the rain transforms from a symbol of thwarted plans into a beautiful, calming backdrop for a quiet, shared moment. The heavy clouds and the rhythmic rain become a metaphor for the depth of your relationship—unpredictable yet always grounding, filled with moments of both storm and calm.

Eventually, as the rain continues its gentle descent, you and Jeongin decide to move from the balcony into the warmth of your living room. The transition from the cool, rain-kissed air to the cozy interior feels like slipping into a soft embrace. The living room is bathed in a warm, amber glow from the lamps, casting a soothing light that contrasts with the gray gloom outside.

You both settle onto the couch, the anticipation of a movie adding a layer of comfort to the evening. However, as the film starts, it quickly becomes clear that the attraction between you both is far more immediate than the plot on screen. What begins as a casual cuddle soon intensifies into a heated embrace. Jeongin’s lips find yours with a fervor that takes you by surprise, each kiss more urgent than the last. His hands roam with a possessive tenderness, and before long, he’s straddling you, his body pressed closely against yours.

The shift is sudden, and the energy between you becomes charged with a raw, desperate need. Jeongin’s movements are intense, grinding against your thighs with a fervent passion that leaves you breathless. His actions are both urgent and needy, a reflection of the deep connection you share. As he continues, you can’t help but tease him lightly, commenting on his evident neediness. His response is a mixture of playful defiance and arousal, his eyes locking onto yours with a smoldering intensity.

Though this moment feels new and electrifying, it’s not entirely uncharted territory. You’ve both discussed exploring this kind of physical intimacy before, though life and circumstances had always pushed those plans to the background. Tonight, however, the rain and the quiet intimacy of your home create a perfect setting for finally acting on those conversations. The anticipation of a movie has transformed into an evening of unrestrained passion, as the barriers between you dissolve in the shared space of your living room.

In this space, the world outside fades away, leaving only the two of you and the undeniable magnetism of the moment. The air is thick with desire, the once-anticipated movie forgotten in favor of the intensity of the now. This spontaneous, intimate exchange becomes a new chapter in your shared experiences, a testament to the evolving depth of your relationship and the spontaneity that continues to define your time together.

As the intensity between you and Jeongin reaches a fever pitch, you feel his desperation mounting, each touch and kiss conveying an urgent need. With a deep breath, you gently push him off your lap, your hands moving with a deliberate softness. You guide him by the hand, leading him towards your bedroom with a sense of both excitement and anticipation. The transition from the living room to the more private space of your bedroom feels almost ceremonial, a shift from playful heat to an intimate, focused connection.

Once inside the bedroom, the atmosphere shifts to one of quiet intimacy. The room is dimly lit, casting a soft glow that highlights the contours of the space and adds to the anticipation of the moment. You turn to Jeongin with a teasing smile, your eyes reflecting a blend of affection and playful command. “Be a good boy for me,” you instruct, your voice low and encouraging. The request carries a weight of familiarity and desire, as you watch him respond with a mix of eagerness and trust.

As he begins to undress, you move towards your dresser, your fingers deftly searching through the drawers. The task of retrieving your strap and lube feels almost secondary to the charged atmosphere that surrounds you both. Each movement is deliberate, filled with a sense of anticipation that heightens the intimacy of the moment. The hidden items, usually stowed away for another time, now come to light as part of the evening’s unfolding plans.

The act of preparing for this new experience is both practical and deeply intimate. As you gather the items, you can feel the weight of the moment pressing in, a mixture of excitement and nervous energy. The bedroom, once a simple space for rest, transforms into a stage for exploration and connection. The evening’s transition from a casual night to an intensely personal experience is marked by your actions and the shared anticipation of what’s to come.

The blend of intimacy and desire creates a palpable energy that fills the room, turning ordinary moments into a profound expression of your connection. In the dim light, surrounded by the personal touches of your bedroom, the evening’s experiences become a meaningful part of your shared journey, weaving together passion, trust, and the promise of deeper exploration.

Your eyes remain locked on Jeongin’s naked form, a mixture of longing and admiration evident in your gaze. Each movement he makes as he climbs onto your bed is a visual feast, his muscles shifting and contracting with a natural grace that both excites and enthralls you. As he settles into position, legs spread in anticipation, the sight of him waiting for you heightens the intensity of the moment.

With a deliberate sense of urgency, you start undressing yourself, the process a blend of hurried motions and purposeful pauses. You can feel the heat of Jeongin’s eager gaze on you, his silent anticipation adding to the electric charge in the room. As you finally reach for the strap, you do so with an exaggerated slowness, savoring every moment of his impatient whines and quiet pleas. The meticulous way you put it on is a tease, each deliberate movement designed to prolong his yearning and amplify the tension between you.

The contrast between his growing impatience and your slow, methodical actions creates a palpable tension that fills the room. Every sound, every shift of his body as he waits, becomes a part of the unfolding scene, heightening the sense of intimacy and anticipation. The act of putting on the strap, though necessary, transforms into a sensual ritual, a deliberate play that draws out the moment and deepens the connection between you.

In this charged atmosphere, the anticipation and desire become almost tangible, weaving together in a dance of patience and longing. Your actions, while seemingly slow, are imbued with a sense of purpose and intensity, making every second count as you prepare for the shared experience that lies ahead. The bedroom, now a space of intense connection, holds the promise of deeper exploration as you both await the culmination of the evening’s anticipation.

At last, with the strap secured and in place, you climb onto the bed, each movement charged with anticipation. You position yourself between Jeongin’s legs, the proximity amplifying the electric tension that hums between you. As you lean over him, your lips meet his in a fervent kiss, a dance of tongues and emotions as you both vie for dominance. The kiss is a blend of urgency and tenderness, each of you exploring and asserting your desire with equal fervor.

Just as the kiss reaches its peak, you’re caught off guard by a sudden shift in positions. In a swift, fluid motion, Jeongin rolls over you, his body pressing you into the mattress beneath him. The unexpected change in dynamics leaves you momentarily breathless, your back landing against the soft surface of the bed. Jeongin’s position is precarious, barely hovering over the strap, his eyes wide with a mix of surprise and excitement.

The transition is both exhilarating and disorienting, the quick shift adding an element of spontaneity to the moment. The bed beneath you feels like a grounding contrast to the heated exchange, the softness of the mattress absorbing the impact of the sudden movement. Jeongin’s barely restrained position over the strap adds a new layer of intensity, the contrast between his near-touch and your own heightened senses creating a palpable tension.

The surprise of the shift only deepens the connection between you, a shared sense of spontaneity and mutual desire driving the evening forward. The room, now filled with the sounds of your mingled breaths and whispered words, becomes a stage for the unfolding intimacy. As you both adjust to the new position, the anticipation and excitement of the moment merge into a powerful, shared experience, each touch and movement heightening the intimacy of your connection.

As you watch Jeongin reach for the lube you had left on the edge of the bed, your heartbeat quickens with a rush of anticipation. The way he moves, purposeful yet tinged with a sense of urgency, only heightens the intensity of the moment. With a practiced ease, he sets the bottle by your head, his actions filled with a mixture of focus and desire.

Leaning in, he captures your lips in another desperate kiss, the urgency of his touch evident as he begins grinding against your thighs once more. The sensation is intensified, his need more palpable and urgent with each movement. The kiss is both fierce and intimate, a blend of passion and hunger that drives the connection between you both.

Your hands, eager and restless, explore each other’s bodies with a fervor that feels almost frantic. Each touch is driven by a deep yearning, a desire to feel every inch of him in an impossibly swift manner. The heat of the moment makes each caress and touch feel electric, every movement filled with a sense of exploration and intimacy.

As your hands continue their journey, they eventually find themselves focused on massaging his butt, a gesture both affectionate and assertive. The touch is deliberate, a blend of tenderness and appreciation, as you take in the feel of his body beneath your fingers. The act of massaging him adds a new layer to the intimacy of the moment, grounding the passion in a physical connection that speaks volumes.

In this shared space, the energy between you intensifies, each touch and kiss weaving together to create a tapestry of desire and connection. The lube, now a silent witness to your unfolding interaction, sits beside you, ready to facilitate the next step in your intimate exploration. The bedroom becomes a realm of sensory experience, where every touch, kiss, and movement heightens the profound bond you share.

As the grinding continues, Jeongin’s moans become increasingly erratic, each sound a testament to the building intensity between you. His body moves with a desperate rhythm, driven by a need that matches your own. Your hands, guided by a mix of urgency and desire, find the bottle of lube once more. With a deft, practiced motion, you squirt a generous amount onto your fingers, the action done without breaking the kiss. The lube’s coolness contrasts sharply with the heat of the moment, adding a new layer of sensation to your shared experience.

With your dry hand, you spread his cheeks, an intentional gesture that grants you better access. The movement is both assertive and tender, a blend of control and care that heightens the intimacy of the moment. As you explore the new angle, a moan escapes your lips, the sound a raw expression of the pleasure you’re feeling from his tightness. This moan is soon harmonized by Jeongin’s own loud and fervent sounds, each moan blending into the symphony of your shared desire.

The atmosphere around you is charged with palpable tension, the sounds of your combined pleasure filling the room and amplifying the connection between you. Every touch, every movement is a step further into a deeper intimacy, with the moans and sounds echoing the intensity of the moment. In this shared space, the boundaries between you both dissolve, leaving only the pure, unfiltered experience of your connection.

As your fingers delve deeper, exploring the contours of his insides, Jeongin’s grinding becomes more demanding, each movement a testament to his rising need. The room is filled with the sounds of your expert actions mingling with his escalating pleasure. The atmosphere is electric, the air thick with the shared intensity of the moment.

Jeongin shifts from being draped over you to sitting up, his posture a dramatic contrast to the previous closeness. His head is thrown back, eyes closed tightly as he loses himself in the sensations. He sets his own pace and rhythm, guiding the intensity with a self-assuredness that only enhances the moment’s raw energy. His movements are confident, each shift and grind an expression of his pleasure and control.

You watch with a sense of deep fascination, captivated by this new side of Jeongin that you’ve longed to witness. The sight of him so completely lost in his own pleasure, so responsive to your touch, is intoxicating. Despite him having the control and setting the pace, there’s a subtle, exhilarating power that you experience through the act of making him fall apart with just your fingers. This dynamic shift, where his pleasure is so intricately tied to your actions, fills you with a profound sense of satisfaction.

You relish the moment deeply, savoring the intimate power you hold over his pleasure and the new layer of connection it reveals. This experience, both powerful and intimate, allows you to explore and enjoy a different facet of your relationship, enhancing the depth of your bond and fulfilling a longing you’ve carried for some time.

You sit up slightly, positioning yourself just enough to wrap your hand around Jeongin’s throat. Your grip is firm but controlled, squeezing just enough to make him look directly at you. Your eyes, sparkling with a potent blend of desire and dominance, meet his with an intensity that makes him moan involuntarily. The sight of your unwavering gaze, filled with longing and command, sends a shiver through him.

As you pull your fingers out, a chuckle escapes you at his immediate complaints and whines. His body shifts restlessly, trying to keep you in place, the tension between your reactions creating a charged, almost playful atmosphere. However, his protests quickly cease when you gently guide him back over the strap, your touch both assertive and reassuring. You keep him there, the movement deliberate as you reach for the lube once more.

With practiced ease, you squirt a generous amount of lube onto your hands, the cool, slick substance contrasting with the heat of the moment. You spread the lube over the length of your strap, the motion smooth and purposeful. As you look up at Jeongin, your gaze is met with a sight that nearly drives you to the brink of madness—his eyes, dazed and full of need, reflecting an intense mix of vulnerability and desire.

The sight of his expression, so completely consumed by longing, heightens your own arousal and desire. It’s a potent reminder of the connection you share and the depth of the moment. The intimate power you wield, coupled with his visible need, creates a dynamic that is both exhilarating and profoundly satisfying. The balance of control and surrender, reflected in his dazed eyes, becomes the focal point of the evening, deepening the intensity of your shared experience.

Jeongin, guided by instinct and desire, doesn’t need any further prompting. With a confident yet eager movement, he places a hand on your bare chest, gently but firmly pushing you back against the mattress. The action is both commanding and intimate, a physical assertion of his desire. As he shifts, he emits a loud whine, the new sensation of the strap replacing your fingers creating a rush of pleasure and surprise.

He pauses briefly, settling fully onto your lap, giving himself a moment to adjust to the new sensation. His movements are deliberate, a blend of anticipation and need as he begins his anticipated bounces of pleasure. The room is soon filled with the almost explicit sounds of his pleasure—the slick, rhythmic noises of his movements, each one a testament to his pursuit of satisfaction.

You watch, completely enthralled by the sight before you. Every sound and motion from Jeongin heightens your own arousal, making the scene an intoxicating display of raw, unfiltered desire. Your hands instinctively reach for his leaking length, your fingers wrapping around it with a firm yet gentle grip. As you stroke him in sync with his movements, the pleasure he experiences intensifies, his moans becoming louder and more fervent. The synchronized rhythm of your touch and his movements amplifies the pleasure for both of you, creating a powerful and immersive experience.

The dynamic of the moment—his pleasure, your touch, the sounds filling the room—creates a vivid, exhilarating tapestry of connection and desire. The intensity of the scene, driven by your mutual need and responsiveness, weaves together a deeply satisfying experience that leaves you both captivated and deeply entwined in the moment.

Unsurprisingly, Jeongin’s moans reach higher pitches as the pressure in his abdomen builds, his rhythm growing increasingly erratic. The intensity of his pleasure is palpable, a mix of rising urgency and need. Observing his struggle, you decide to assist him by moving your own hips in a matching rhythm, syncing with the speed he initially set. The adjustment brings a renewed sense of harmony to your movements, amplifying the pleasure for both of you.

Your free arm wraps around him, drawing him closer as he drapes himself over you once more. He buries his face in your neck, seeking comfort and connection in the closeness. His entire body tenses, each groan guttural and full of raw emotion. The intense moment crescendos, and he relaxes almost instantly when your movements slow to a stop. The room is then filled with the sound of your combined panting, a testament to the exertion and ecstasy you’ve both experienced.

As the intensity fades, Jeongin rolls to the side, a thin layer of sweat clinging to both of your skins. You turn to face him, your wide smile reflecting the deep satisfaction and affection you feel. He meets your gaze with a loving expression, his eyes softening as he whispers, “I love you so fucking much.” The words, though simple, carry a profound depth of emotion, resonating with the closeness and connection you’ve shared in the moment. The exchange solidifies the bond between you, marking the culmination of a deeply intimate and emotionally charged experience.

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[kpopscruggles]

Hello! I'd like to request hard thoughts for SKZ. Imagine you're their designated stress reliever. Your entire job is to make them feel better in whatever way they see fit. Sometimes you're the only thing that keeps them from literally fighting each other. But they never fight over you. Your holes are always just begging to be filled by anyone of them. 😵‍💫

I got you pookie bear! I love a pass around so let's get into it! this is also long so there's a keep reading

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Chan – He's the leader and will make sure he gets it first and it is that simple. 

Off the bat I think he is more on the sweeter side too not only see what you can handle but because unless has super stressed out has not going to go too crazy. Being on the softer side does not mean he is going to make you cum once and that is it though, no matter if he is willing to be dominant or submissive you will never only cum once! He’s giving you a head and that is the first thing that will be taken care of. When getting head, he demands that you sit on his face because he’s not doing it any other way, sitting on his face allows him to really use his tongue to the full potential also he loves thighs too much he gotta get smothered every time. If you chose to give him head, you're always going to be on your knees and going at your pace, but he will either cum down your throat or cover your fits in cum because he thinks you look the best when its dripping from your mouth or tits. Missionary or riding is his two soft spots, when he’s being soft, he wants to see your face, he wants to see you enjoy him as much as he’s enjoying you. Also little put in he's the type to take you in missionary and rub your legs while pushing himself into you. When I say praise is in every sentence too!!! “You're doing so good...” “My beautiful baby...” “I wish you could see yourself. How amazing you look” 

Let him have that stress build up through the week!!! You will get a heads up the day before your his!! He’s going to tie your hands behind your head, crawl too him and he's going to fuck your throat, and you're going to take it because you're his good little slut. He’s going to please you but he's Definity using toys, he’s got his tongue on your clit while using a toy too just push it in and out of you. NDJNFJNFJS NOW FOR THE REAL SHIT! Your heads in the pillow, ass up in the air and he’s fucking you like has chasing for his release, he WILL make sure by the end of the night you're foaming out the mouth like a rabid dog! “That’s it, take my dick like a good slut” “say you love it, I know you do~ just like I love this sloppy cunt!”  

Minho – He's next because he made sure of that and if Chan wasn’t leader, he would've been first. 

This man can get annoyed at the simplest things sometimes, everyone does... so no matter if its soft or rough he's gonna have a bit of degradation or roughness to give, but on average his thrusts are always a bit far from the soft side. A ‘soft’ day with him is nice though because he focuses more of foreplay than anything and sometimes won't even have actual sex. He’s usually between your legs, it's his safe space. Instead of ranting about shit he finds annoyingly stupid he just eats you out and hears your moans echo the room. Giving back is appreciated but never necessary these days. “You taste so good~” “I bet your feeling very greedy...having my tongue too yourself” 

Rough days you aren’t gonna leave without smeared makeup. You know it’s a rough day when he asks you to wear eyeliner and such for the simple fact that when you gag on his cock it’ll run down your eyes and smear, he finds that so cute. You're gonna have your legs draped over his shoulders and he's gonna pound into you like there's no tomorrow. He’s greedy on his rough days, everything is about him. Yes, he will make sure you get your love during the process but your goal is him so he can get the relief of stress. 

Changbin 

I can see his softer days being where you're more in charge. He lets you set the pace, tell him what you want, how you want it. Even if it has nothing to do with sex, he’ll do it. If he gets you, he’s solid. Usually though since you get control you have him eat your pussy like there's no tomorrow or he might just end up doing it himself. This also leads too him letting you ride, taking him as you want while he spills how much he loves your pussy and can’t go without it. “Missed this pussy so much~” “Waited all w-week for this....” 

Rough days he’s still letting you set the pace but he’s less delicate. He’ll eat you out but he's gonna tease you, hold your hips down with his fingers filling you while he forces you to tell him why you deserve too cum. He’s another person who’s taking it from the back, he’s moving your hands behind your back, holding them tight while he takes your pussy 

Han 

Soft days is mutual masturbation, or he might give you a show. I can see him doing this if you have a mindset that none of the boys really enjoy you, so he’ll submit by showing you how much you affect him just by sitting in front of him, you won’t have to strip or anything. Just you are kissing his neck while he strokes his cock, and; letting out the most sinful whimpers for you. 

He might not even cum on these days unless he uses his hand, on rough days he needs the reminder that there is someone or multiple people that would submit too him and do what he asks, Hes gonna have you crawl too him, he's gonna tease you with toys and make you beg to your master (Him) how badly you want to cum 

Hyunjin 

He just wants to breed you! He will go soft, each thrust slow but deep and let you enjoy yourself; I can see hell spoon fuck and leave marks on your neck to your shoulder blade. He’ll also have a cute smile every gasp you take because he’s hitting that spot repeatedly. On his soft days he just takes your beauty in. You don't even speak rlly.  

Rough days he gets cocky, he wants you to worship his cock like it's the best cock you had, like it's the first and last you'll ever experience and if you don't, he’ll get a bit cold and pouty tbh. He won’t stop you from cumming though unless you've done something bad but his good girl right? Youd never.  

Felix – I've been waiting for this one NDJIbsihf but I'll save some for a Felix ask cause till b long 

SOFT DAYS HE IS YOURS AND YOU USE HIM HOW YOU SEE FIT!!! Turn this into the Minho rough as but reverse okay, he’s there to let you take our any pent of energy. I can easily see that if you all know the next day will be a ‘soft’ day then you might even out him in a chastity too wear all week. He wants you too fuck him, mark him, he’ll kneel and skis your feet and tell you how he’s yours, even spit on him but no matter what you do you gotta try and use praising words with him. He will accept degradation but once you do it, he might take over and that’ll lead to his rough days. 

So Rough days are a reverse of soft days, but Felix likes to do a few things differently than you do. Hes tying you up, go as far as denying you the whole night till you reach that peak too finally cum. When it’s Felix's night he’s going all night so until it reaches midnight, you're his and he's gonna do what he wants with you, it's simple as that 

Seungmin – ppl may think differently on this 

He’s like Felix in that he has a soft day, but it’s not necessarily soft. He always just gets needy as the process goes on. He could simply be letting you enjoy the feeling of his cock but once he gets groped into the bliss of it has flipping his lid to the point where he must pick up the pace or change a position to where he can go deeper. It won’t be anything compared to his rough days but yeah.  

He doesn't need toys, he DOESNT NEED A SHIT CAUSE HES GOT THIS IN THE MF BAG! He’s just gonna push himself all day too where he’s rock hard, fighting for an orgasm all day but denying himself so he gets so eager that once the bedroom is a spot for you two, he's just gonna beat you too the mattress! He’s watching your eyes roll back, crying for more, your pussy pulsing too drains his cock. 

I.N - another bipolar mf 

a. soft days are precious, he's there to make you cum, another Chan situation where he wants you to face him, look in his eyes and tell him how much you're enjoying his cock. No matter soft or rough he wants you to tell him how you feel because its dead ass makes his heart swell in the best way possible. He might make you reach three orgasms just for the fun of it and the fact that it’s due too simple thrusts, but he is the type to try and cum with you every single time. 

b. The rough days are wild as well! Again, no matter what he wants that vocal energy between you two. So, he is a safety word and color checker but if you say green he’s fucking feral!!! He’s another that won’t do toys too often because he likes to feel the moment between the two of you but I can easily see him inviting another member in just so you can have a cock too suck on while he fucks you 

[youn9racha]

its not so often i have a hard thought of my favorite fox boy but why not give my two piece ?!?

i couldn’t help but just start thinking of jeongin being a sweetie who loves helping his friend out.

his friend having struggling to orgasm on their own, he would come in and offer a hand to ease them out.

his friend’s fingers just don’t satisfy them the way jeongin’s slender fingers do, nor using a sex toy doesn’t do it just justice for their pleasure when they easily have jeongin’s cock.

and best friend jeongin, being your best friend, just loves being tease. as much as he loves to help you out, he cannot promise you that he’ll not be brat about it.

he’ll purposely have his hands or his hips move in a languid pace, leaving you asking for more, only resulting in the fox-featured man just smirk down at you in a matter where it allows your heart drop. his lips may be lifted in a half smile but his eyes carried a dark and heavy weight that leaves you to submit.

“be patient, (y/n)… you’re not gonna relax if you don’t let me do my thing”

… brat

[baby-yongbok]

When did Jeongin get so ... hot? Like, he's always been our precious Baby bread but now he's so Daddy toast... so he was Baby and now he's Daddy... Baby Daddy. My Baby Daddy❣️

[4linos]

— [stray kids nsfw links 3] ୭🧷✧˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀 mdni.

warnings: porn.

a/n: it’s been a while since i’ve done a post like this so here are some links while i procrastinate my uni work 😝

bang chan

relaxing bath. 🛁

lipstick marks.

lee know

public touches.

kitchen counter. 🧑‍🍳

changbin

quickie.

date night. 🛏️

hyunjin

handjob + wine.🍷

forgotten movie night.

han

cumming before bed.

morning routine. 🪥

felix

overstimulation.

gaming break. 🎮

seungmin

good morning. ⛅️

perfect vacation view.

i.n

midnight snack. 🍴

breeding.

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masterlist

[fluffylino]

handsy innie

he's not as innocent as he seems...

-contains suggestive af themes

jeongin is not a pervert.

jeongin is a gentleman.

wrong!

as cute as he is, theres a side of him that comes out only when its the two of you. if you think minho, chan or hyunjin are the handsy members, innie stands at the top of that list.

he's obsessed with your chest.

and by obsessed, i mean obsessed.

you'd be talking to him and realise his eyes are flickering down to your low collar every two seconds.

he's shameless when you decide to not wear a bra at home. his hands slide under your shirt before you know it, and he's squeezing the mounds of flesh.

"...soft" pressing his front to your back, hands kneading at your boobs.

loves drawing circles over your hardened nubs, chuckling when goosebumps rise up on your skin.

"can i, baby..please?"

after a long day of being at the company or right after getting back from tour, how could you deny his sweet voice.

you lay down on the bed with his body slotted sideways between your legs. his cheek squished up on your chest while he lazily mouths over your tits.

practically purring when you stroke his hair down and squirm in his hold.

he's just so ready to feel you up at any time.

god, but when he's in the mood to tease you. he will go all out. there are times he nips at the sensitive skin, leaving bruises all over your chest. so many that it stays for weeks.

loves to see how you press your legs together unconciously everytime he licks a long strip from under, all the way to your swollen nipple, only to suck down on it.

might even try to get you to cum without touching you. could go on for hours till you end up crying from the lack of proper stimulation.

and if he does get you to cum, he's going to keep experimenting...

"gonna make you cum just like this, baby"

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Im a strong touchy innie believer!

[pankesitopank]

AAAAAAAAAAA OMG AAAAAH AAAAA MMMHHMMM WOOF WOOF GRRRR GRROOF RRWOOF

omg just thinking about riding him like that aaaahhh

like I have this idea where reader (who I may or may not have imagined as her... but that's very virgin so I'll just leave it as reader) is riding him in that same pose and he does NOTHING just watches her while she falls apart on top of him. Then he's the one who takes control and AAAAHH.

STAY WITH ME I HAVE A MINI SCENARIO

It was that pose. The one he knew made you crumble.

Hyunjin laid back against the couch, arms resting behind his head, his shirt stretching deliciously across his chest. His legs were spread like he was inviting you in—but his expression? That was the real trap. Heavy-lidded, smug, lips parted in just the faintest smirk. He looked at you like he already knew how this would end.

And maybe he did.

You were supposed to be proving a point. Something about not always needing him to take the lead. Something about how well you could ride him without begging for help. But the second your knees settled on either side of his hips, and your hands found purchase against his chest, you felt that confidence flicker under the weight of his stare.

“You sure you wanna try this?” he asked, voice a low hum, almost bored. “You remember what happened last time?”

You rolled your eyes, cheeks already warm.

“I can handle it.”

Hyunjin didn’t argue. He just arched a brow, the gold of his necklace catching the light as his head tilted slightly. “Alright then,” he murmured. “Go ahead, baby.”

And fuck if that didn’t already do something to you.

Your fingers trembled just a little as you reached between you, lining him up—hard and hot, his length already pressing against your folds from just a few soft grinds during your makeout session. He hadn’t even touched you properly yet. That was the worst part.

The teasing was all you.

You sank down slowly, inch by inch, your breath catching as his cock stretched you open. That familiar burn, the delicious fullness—it made you pause, hips trembling as you adjusted. He was big. Every time felt like the first. And from the slight twitch in his smirk, he knew it.

“Still doing okay?” he asked, voice smug and lazy.

You bit your lip, trying to focus. “Fine.”

You weren’t fine.

You were already clenching, already too aware of how he filled you up, how deep he was when you were on top. But you started to move—hips rolling slowly, experimentally, finding a rhythm.

And god, it felt good.

The friction, the angle, the way his cock hit just right inside you. You set your pace, slow and deep, hands pressing against his firm chest for leverage. Your thighs ached just a little, but you pushed through, trying to stay in control. You had to. That was the point.

Hyunjin didn’t help you. Not once.

His arms stayed behind his head, that stupid gold watch catching your eye as he laid there like a fucking painting, letting you do the work. Letting you work for it.

He just watched.

Watched the way your breath got heavier, the way your legs started to tremble, the way your movements got a little more desperate. You tried to stay composed—keep a rhythm—but the tension was building fast.

And Hyunjin was silent.

No moans, no groans. Just that same smug look on his face. That calm, unreadable gaze that made you want to snap.

“Why aren’t you—” you panted, lifting and dropping onto him again, “—doing anything?”

He just blinked slowly. “You said you wanted to ride me, remember?” A pause. “You were so confident. So cocky. Wanted to prove a point.”

You hated how turned on his voice made you. It was too casual. Too calm. And you were already shaking.

“I—fuck—” you gasped, grinding down against him with more force, chasing the friction you needed. “I can. I don’t—nngh—need you to—”

“Oh?” he said, tilting his head. “Because you’re getting real sloppy, baby. Haven’t even made yourself cum yet.”

You whimpered.

It was true. The angle was almost there, your clit barely brushing against his pelvis, but it wasn’t enough. You couldn’t get enough speed, enough force, not without help. Your legs were already burning.

Still, you didn’t want to give in. Not yet.

You braced your palms harder against his chest and moved faster—bouncing on his cock with shallow, needy motions, chasing something that was just out of reach. His cock dragged perfectly inside you, but you were losing rhythm, falling apart.

And all the while, Hyunjin just watched you.

“God, look at you,” he said softly. “So pretty when you try.”

His voice made your stomach flip. You were whining now, desperate little sounds falling from your lips every time your hips met his. You were so close, but it wasn’t enough.

You needed help. You needed him.

And the second your pace faltered again, the second you let out that frustrated little whimper, Hyunjin moved.

His hands came down from behind his head, strong fingers wrapping around your waist. He didn’t flip you. He didn’t sit up. He just gripped you tight and started thrusting up.

Hard.

“Ah—Hyun—fuck!”

You collapsed forward instantly, hands fisting in his shirt as he rutted up into you, hips snapping with a rhythm that stole the breath from your lungs. Every thrust hit deep, his cock slamming into your sweet spot like he’d been waiting for you to fail.

“Wanted me to let you ride me, huh?” he grunted, voice right against your ear now. “Wanted to show me how good you are?”

You couldn’t speak. You could barely breathe.

His grip was tight, his rhythm brutal. You could feel his abs flex beneath your stomach, his thighs tensing with every upward drive. The couch squeaked under the pressure, the sound of skin against skin filthy in the air.

“Not so cocky now, are you?”

You cried out—his cock hitting so deep it felt like you were about to fall apart. Your body went boneless on top of him, your chest pressing against his as you moaned shamelessly.

“Say it,” Hyunjin growled. “Tell me who’s in control.”

You shook your head, tears threatening at the corners of your eyes.

He slammed into you.

“Say it.”

You gasped. “You! You’re in control—fuck, Hyunjin, I can’t—”

He grinned, breath hot against your skin. “That’s what I thought.”

One hand slipped between you, fingers finding your clit and rubbing in tight, fast circles. It was too much. His cock ramming into you from below, his fingers on your clit, his voice in your ear—

You came hard, body convulsing on top of him as your orgasm ripped through you.

But he didn’t stop.

“Good girl,” he whispered, still thrusting up into you. “Now let me finish.”

You were sobbing now, overwhelmed, your walls fluttering around him as he fucked you through your high. You were limp against him, totally at his mercy, thighs quivering as he chased his release.

And then—deep, low, a growl against your throat—

“Gonna cum inside you.”

You moaned so loud it echoed.

“Gonna make sure you remember who really owns this pussy, baby.”

And with one last, brutal thrust—he came.

You felt it. Hot and thick, spilling deep inside you as he groaned into your skin, holding you tight against his chest. Your body pulsed with aftershocks, your breath ragged, your legs trembling uncontrollably.

The room was silent.

Only the sound of your breathing. Of Hyunjin’s heart pounding beneath your cheek.

You didn’t move.

Couldn’t.

He kissed your temple, still inside you, still warm and hard.

“Next time,” he whispered, “just ask.”

You let out a breathless laugh, cheeks burning.

Maybe you’d let him win this one.

[krosiefics]

i wanna see you naked • yang jeongin

M D N I 18+

Synopsis: You and Jeongin decide to play two truths and a lie, taking shots of soju as a punishment. Who knew that with all the drinking Jeongin would confess his fantasies about you.

WC: 2k

Tags/Warnings: afab!reader, softdom!jeongin, bsf!jeongin, pure smut, pwp, intoxicated sex FULLY CONSENSUAL, piv, unprotected sex (DON’T DO THAT…also pee after sex guys), creampie, breeding kink(?), grinding, cunnilingus (clothed cunnilingus), fingering, hair pulling, doggystyle, light spanking, not proof read

a/n: YES THIS IS INSPIRED BY HIS SOLO STAGE BECAUSE WTF WAS THAT…Baby Bread nuh uh more like Daddy Toast…sorry-look I know Jeongin’s saying “call you my hallucination” (????) I think…it’s something hallucinations- but let’s all admit we ALL heard ‘I wanna see you naked’

“Ugh, I’m so bored!” You groaned, tossing your head back. You sat on the floor in front of the sofa while your best friend played and braided your hair behind you. “Hey, isn’t me doing your hair fun?” The black hair boy with a bleached spot commented. You turned your head, shooting him a playful glare. “You’re the one braiding it.”

“Fine, fine. What if we play a game?” Jeongin hummed, a piece of your hair unbraiding itself when his fingers loosened. “Ooh, two truths and a lie!” You say excitedly, giving him the strand of hair that had fallen against the nape of your neck, “I’ll start!”

“You suck at braiding hair. I don’t like your weirdly spotted hair…and,” you begin to ponder a third statement, “and I think your dimples are cute.”

You smile to yourself, a small tug of your hair causes you to scowl, “Hey!”

“I do not suck at braiding hair, I’m just learning!” Jeongin scoffs in a jokingly offended tone.

You turn over your shoulder again, Jeongin’s grasp on your hair seizing yet again. You give him an unamused look, shaking your head.

“What’s the lie Innie?” You prompt him, “I dunno…you’ve never called my simple cute before so that’s weird. And you haven’t really cared about my hair…I’m gonna say it’s the hair one?” Jeongin stated in a questioning manner, shrugging as he attempted to restart the braid- again. You pull your hair away, swiveling your body to face Jeongin.

“Correct, I do like your weirdly spotted hair. What do you want?” Jeongin gave you a confused look, “What do you mean ‘what do I want’?”

“Well you won that round, what do you want?”

“Oh we’re getting penalties?” Jeongin hummed in amusement, his interest peaking in this game, “Go get me one of those mochis you hide, I know you have some.”

You frown at him before getting up from your spot on the floor to retrieve the doughy dessert. A few more rounds of the game went on before the two of you decided to turn it into a drinking game, a shot of soju for every loss. You’ve lost track of how many rounds have gone by, your mind too fuzzy from the alcohol to recall.

“Okay, my turn again!” Jeongin grinned, he wasn’t nearly as drunk as you, having given you insane scenarios to choose from and getting almost every round of yours right. “I’ve seen you naked.”

“What?!” Your eyes shoot open, Jeongin’s statement sobering you slightly. “You want to see me naked.”

Your cheeks flush red, cause it’s true- though you’d never admit it. You must be a madman to not think that your best friend is hot, and that fact alone has made you have some thoughts about him.

“And, I wanna see you naked.”

Jeongin’s cheeks had a pink hue, though you couldn’t tell if it was from the alcohol. “What?” You breathed out shakily, you could feel yourself become aroused, you blamed the soju for that.

“I…I wanna see you naked.” Jeongin repeated himself, his face turning a darker shade of pink now.

You had no clue what possessed you to strip yourself of your loose t-shirt, but you blamed it on the alcohol. Jeongin watched your every move as you rid yourself of the material, his lip caught between his teeth. The sight alone sent arousal straight to his hardening cock, twitching in his pants.

You tossed the shirt somewhere onto the floor nearby, barring your bra covered chest to Jeongin. The black haired boy stared at you, his eyes grazing every bit of your exposed skin. He hesitantly brought his hand up before trailing his index finger along your bra strap.

Jeongin’s fingers trailed along the top trim of the bra, following the curve of your breast. Your breath hitches and he stops, Jeongin gives you a knowing look, you simply shake your head assuring him to go on. “Can I…can I take this off?” He stared up at you with flushed cheeks and a lazy soft gaze.

“Only if you,” You say, you bring your hand up to the hem of his white t-shirt implying your want, “take this off too.” Jeongin happily complies, a wide grin plastered across his face as he lifted and tugged his shirt over his head. “So I guess you do wanna see me naked.” He grins, you let out a playful huff.

Jeongin watches as your chest heaves and your thighs rub together under his eyes. Jeongin shifted closer towards you, “Is this okay?” His breath fanned across your cheek to your ear, you simply nodded in response. Jeongin’s fingers unclasped your bra from the back, the straps falling off your shoulders before the full undergarment was discarded.

The boy in front of you just stared in awe at your body, his eyes ranking up and down each curve of your breasts and waist. Growing timid under his gaze, you cross your arms in front of your body.

“Are you uncomfortable?” He asks, his hand reaching to rest gently on your knee.

“No,” You breath out shakily, “I dunno…I know it’s weird but…I want it so bad- fuck I want you so bad.” You ramble, your trembling hands cupping his face. Oh how you wanted to lean in and kiss his pink lips. “Fucking hell.” Jeongin breathed out before connecting your lips together.

His lips were rough against yours, every ounce of lust and desire fueling the kiss. You raised from your spot on the floor, climbing onto Jeongin’s lap, straddling his thighs. Jeongin’s hands are immediately on your body, trailing them along your hips to your waist. His hands trailed slowly towards your ass, but never quite grabbed you.

Out of frustration you took his hands in yours and placed them on your ass, letting him know that it’s okay. Jeongin’s rough hands squeezed the fatty flesh before rubbing the area. You moan into his mouth when you feel his erection poking your clothed cunt.

“Fuck,” You bite your lip, pulling away from the kiss and resting your head against his. “Wanted this for so long, Innie.” You whine as his hands cup your breast, his fingers flicking your hardened buds. “Shit baby, I’ve wanted this too!” Jeongin says, his hips bucking into you.

Your hands fumble to his waistband, trying to desperately free him of the clothing. Jeongin’s lips attached to your neck, biting and sucking at the sensitive skin there. Once you tugged at his slacks, he lifted his hips, letting you slide the pants along with his underwear down.

“Fuck, can I?” You say, pulling away from his lips once more as you stared at his erected cock. “Next time babe.” Jeongin said, watching you with amusement as you drooled over his cock. He swiftly flipped you onto your back, his fingers going to the waistband of your loose shorts.

You helped Jeongin slide them down your shorts, as you were gonna reach to pull your underwear down, he stopped you. “Don’t.” Jeongin simply stated, a hint of mischief in his eyes.

He maneuvered himself downwards till he was settled between your legs. Jeongin left kisses along your thighs up towards your heat. As he stared at your panties, he noticed a wet patch of your arousal stained on them, a sense of pride swelled over him knowing that he was the cause of it.

Jeongin suddenly leaned in and licked a stripe up your folds, a gasped moan falling from your lips as he continued lapping up your covered cunt. “Ah, Innie…they’ll be ruined.” You could feel the vibrations of his chuckle against your throbbing cunt, “I’ll buy you new ones, yeah?” He said, his hand making its way between your legs, slipping them under your panties and circling around your entrance.

“Ah, fuck Innie.” You moaned out as his finger nudged your panty to the side allowing his younger to finally meet your leaking pussy. Jeongin worked his finger in and out of your hole, stretching you by pushing another in, curling them at the right angle.

“Innie-“ You whined, neediness taking out your body, “Jeongin- stop!” And he did, Jeongin looked at you with round eyes, worried that he did something wrong or that he hurt you. “Are you okay?!” He says, pulling his finger out and wiping it on the couch cushion.

“I’m fine Innie, but if you don’t fuck me right now, so help me God.” Jeongin let out a sigh of relief before a small chuckle escaped his lips, “You’re so beautiful, you know that?” He said climbing up to your face and leaving a kiss on your cheek.

You felt your face flush, “I- Jeongin…don’t just say stuff like that I- what?!” The words you formed in your head went numb on your tongue. Jeongin simply bit his lip cockily. “You…ugh.” You groaned, pushing his body off of yours, straddling his hips once again before taking his cock in your hand and dragging it along your wet folds.

“Oh fuck.” Jeongin hissed, his hands flying to your hips, gripping tightly. Every trace of his cockiness was wiped away. You could feel him throbbing underneath you, the veins along his cock protruding at the need for friction. “Babe, don’t start something you can’t finish.” Jeongin warns, squeezing the flesh at your hip.

“Who says I can’t finish it?” You taunt, a playful smirk on your face. Before you could blink, Jeongin had flipped you over the couch, your hands pinned above your head with one of his hands as his other guided the tip of his cock to your entrance.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Jeongin smirks, barely pushing his tip in before pulling out again. “This is still okay right? You don’t need me to stop-“ “Yang Jeongin! I swear if you ask me that one more time- if I want you to stop I’ll tell you, just fuck me already.”

With your confirmation, Jeongin flushes out against your ass as he pushes himself into your warm heat. Erotic moans falling from both of your mouths. “Shit, you’re so tight baby.”

“Fuck, I feel so full.” You whine as Jeongin starts thrusting into you.

Jeongin watches as your tits bounce with each thrust he gives. His eyes linger on your ass as it smacks against his pelvis. A sudden smack echoed throughout the living space, followed by a sting of pain on your asscheek. Jeongin watched as the flesh moved under his touch, how it reddened so quickly, how you moaned as he spanked you.

“You're so pretty like this, bent over and taking my cock like this.” Jeongin’s words go straight to your cunt, that familiar knot forming in your stomach.

“Holy fuck I’m gonna cum.” You whimpered as Jeongin continued pounding you from behind. You were suddenly pulled back by your hair, forcing you to look up. “You gonna cum on my cock, doll?” Jeongin mumbled, his grip on your hair loosening so that he doesn’t hurt you.

“Mmm, fuck yes Innie! Please can I cum.” You cried out as your climax neared. “Cum on my cock baby, you got it.” He encouraged, his pace never faltering. A few more thrust and you orgasmed, a watery liquid wetting the two of you. “Fuck, you’re so sexy- you’re clenching so hard on me, doll.”

“Shit I’m gonna cum- where do you want it?” Jeongin grunted, his fingers retreating from your hair and wrists, gripping your hips yet again for support. “Inside.” You whimpered due to the overstimulation. Jeongin groaned as he filled you up with his seed, resting his head against the back of your shoulder as he emptied out inside of you, “You’re milking my cock so well baby.”

After pulling out and washing up, the two of you just layed there on the sofa in a daze. “So what was the lie?” You broke the silence. Jeongin looked over at you with a small smile, “That I had seen you naked- which I guess now isn’t necessarily a lie anymore.”

[chansdoll]

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jeongin

nothing yet...

[pixie-felix]

Ballbusting SKZ

word count: 3.1k genre: extremely kinky smut headcanon content: sub!skz x fem!reader, ballbusting, lots of begging/other subby behaviour, explicit warnings under the cut.

I would apologise for contaminating the Hollow promo pictures with ballbusting smut, but I don't want to. Besides, how was I supposed to resist something so fitting? It's too easy. Look at them, holding their balls in fascination, so appropriate. Though they'd be inspecting them in a slightly different way than they would after a good ballbusting.

This is the kinkiest shit I've written so far, you have been warned.

explicit warnings: ballbusting (obviously), suction pumps, humblers, emasculation, butt plugs, humilation kink, hot wax, edging & oragsm denial, weight training/inappropriate use of squats, mentions of bullet vibrators, feminisation, lingerie/panty fetish, mentions of strap ons, dry humping, one joke about JYPapi's demise, mentions of dick pics, ballbusting: stepping & kicking, Han having insane libido/being the horniest little freak, chastity cages, ice, erection wilting, precum as lipgloss, ballbusting: flicking & pinching, titty sucking/nursing handjobs, ballbusting: squeezing, ballbusting: slapping, puppy play, brat!Seungmin, inappropriate use of slip/choke chain leashes, Seungmin’s is a little bit toxic (cheating roleplay), ballbusting: biting, Jeongin is a vengeful menace

Chan. ~suction pumps & humblers~

Taking care of everyone all day, being a single dad to seven rowdy kids… sometimes Channie needs someone to take charge. 

So crack out the humbler, and take away two of his problems: his balls. 

A little emasculation can be quite relaxing, you know.

Bonus points if you pump them all plump and swollen first, increasing the suction until it's just on the right side of painful.

You'll know you're there when he's taking deep, steadying breaths, hands fisted in the sheets, abs and thighs tensed with the effort of not moving, and begging for just a little more.

Don't give it to him. 

Soothe him with sweet words, maybe jerk his dick a little (unless you're pumping that too, in which case, brava).

Once you've got them all red and oversensitive, instruct him to bend over the bed and spread his legs.

His ass too, if you're feeling extra kinky or if he's been a very good boy. Personally I'd recommend that pretty jewelled butt plug. The Fendi logo looks so pretty peeking out from between those cheeks.

Stroke down his back slowly, letting your fingers drag deliciously over his sweaty skin while you whisper sweet assurances in his ear. He is doing enough. He's working so hard, everyone is so proud of him. You're so proud of him. He deserves a nice reward.

So listen to his pretty whimpers as you cup his sore balls, kiss them gently as he holds the humbler in place– thighs trembling as you screw it tighter– trapping them securely.

What you do after that is up to you.

He won't be able to stand up straight, so maybe sit at the end of the bed, and let him eat you out like the good boy he is.

Or maybe you just want to relax and watch a movie, in which case lay Chan next to you on the bed. On his back, almost folded in half, with his ankles tied to the headboard and legs supported by a spreader bar.

Just make sure there’s enough give in rope that they’re not literally against the headboard, man needs to breathe.

If you feel like indulging in a little humiliation kink, leave the bedroom door open so any members walking past can get a glimpse of their leader with his favourite Fendi accessory.

Minho. ~hot wax & orgasm denial~

We all know pissed off Minho is a good look.

You know what’s better? Pissed off Minho, tied to a chair, naked from the waist down.

With his previously-crisp white shirt covered in lipstick kisses, and those famous thighs spread and secured so as not to distract from the prize: 

His dick, angry and erect. Leaking precum. Staining his shirt.

But this is ballbusting 101, and delicious as his cock might be, it’s not getting our full attention today. At least not enough to let him cum.

Minho always gets pegged lol as the brat tamer dom type, and while I’m definitely not disputing it, no one wants to dom all the time. 

Sometimes, you need a little romance. 

What’s traditionally used to set the mood for a romantic night in?

Candles.

By that logic, dripping hot wax over your boyfriend’s thighs, cock, and balls counts as romance, right? 

(You might want to gag him because you are going to get cussed out, and you’ll still be able to hear his pretty whimpers through whatever you stuff in his mouth to shut him up.)

Panties are always a good choice, though a classic ball gag is good too.

Or, don't gag him at all and let him spit venom at you while you tease him: lick his tip, suck hickeys onto his thighs, hold his gaze as you graze your teeth over his balls.

Get him worked up enough and all that venom will detoxify into the prettiest little whimpers. Especially if you intersperse the little drips of pain with soothing kisses.

Soothe that brief burning sensation with soft little licks, nuzzle his sack, rest your head on his thighs and look up at him adoringly. 

You’re not hurting him, right?

Especially when you wrap your lips around his tip, giving him your best doe eyes as you hold the candle over his thighs and let the wax drip. It’ll leave such pretty speckles over his skin.

Almost as pretty as the sounds coming out of that pissed off pout. 

Well, it was a pout. Now it’s just needy lip biting, narrowed eyes and flushed cheeks as Minho watches you cover his dick in spit and his balls and thighs in little burning wax freckles.

If it gets too much all he needs to do is ask you to stop.

He tells himself he will not beg you to let him cum.

He's lying.

Just be careful how much you blue ball Minho, because there will be consequences.

Changbin ~weight training~

It is a truth universally acknowledged that Binnie loves the gym.

He’s a big softie, and being able to lift heavy things makes him feel strong and secure.

But everyone likes to feel a little powerless sometimes, so why not include his favourite hobby? 

Weight. Train. His. Balls. 

Get some of those cute little clip-on ones, and either attach them to a cock ring (if you’re feeling nice) or directly to his sack (if you’re feeling less nice, or he begs sweetly enough). 

Oh, there’s so many things you can do with weights.

Binnie will tell you himself, it’s important to switch up your movements- doing the same exercise again and again is good up to a point, but you don’t want to strain something especially not your testicles.

So... switch things up.

Squats are perfect for this kind of play.

There are so many variants- deep squats, wide stance, Cossack. hah, sack.

Jumping squats might be a little too far, but static squats are perfect. Get him to go low, and then… well, the world is your oyster.

Avoiding the urge to make a rocky mountain oyster pun... Please don’t bite Binnie’s balls. That’s Ayen’s thing.

Tug on them, twist them, pull them up and down, drop them and let them bounce– the weights or his balls, domme’s choice.

Play with them like a Newton’s cradle.

Tickle him. Make him do his cute little Binnie giggles, then tuck a bullet vibrator behind his balls and see how many reps he can do. 

Bonus: You know who else loves weight lifting? Chan. And as the saying goes, sharing is caring…. ballbusting can be a wonderful bonding experience.

Plus you can turn it into a competition– see who can cope with the most weight.

Y’know, for science.

Hyunjin- ~lingerie and lace~ 

Hyunjin loves buying you pretty things, loves getting to dress you up like a doll.

Especially lingerie– baby dolls, camisoles, stockings, garters. Bra-and-panty sets in every colour. Anything involving lace. 

There's only one thing he loves more than seeing you in lingerie.

When you make him wear it.

He feels so good when you coax him into a french lace thong and thigh highs, in the prettiest shade of pale pink to compliment the blush on his cheeks.

Or boy shorts, in baby blue, too tight to contain his package– his tip poking out of the waistband, his balls peeking out either side. 

He'll wear a bra too, if you'll let him– buying a matching pair, one in your size and a twin for him.

He's happy to worship you when you're in your matching sets, hell, he'll beg you to let him. Even more so if you'll put on a strap for him to suck.

He's also a happy bunny when you two make out for hours, touching each other through your lace, grinding on each other, dry humping. Any kind of teasing really. He loves it when you deny him.

So leave him at home all day, in a see-through babydoll and too-tight panties, with strict instructions and not to touch himself, and a gentle request for him to send you cute selfies throughout the day.

The amount of lace-strained dick pics you have in your phone would give JYP a heart attack.

Possibly several. Maybe enough to kill him. And you could make Hyunjin wear lingerie to the funeral oh shit that's dark.

You won't just get selfies.

You'll get voice notes, begging you to come home. Begging you to let him cum.

Five second clips of him, with real tears in his eyes, begging you to let him touch himself.

Eventually, he'll snap, and you'll get a video of him desperately trying to get off, rubbing against the couch or humping your side of the bed, biting into the pillow to keep himself quiet. Crying out for you when he cums in his panties.

He won't change out of them.

You'll find him waiting by the door, kneeling, blushing in his cum stained shame, the lace now dried and stretched too tight around his wilted cock and balls.

His thighs will be spread, waiting for his punishment.

To step on his dick, or to kick his balls? Let him decide.

Better yet, make him beg for it.

Han ~chastity, ice, & pre-cum lipgloss~

You know what I said about not blue balling Minho unless you’re in the mood for consequences? 

The opposite is true for Hanji. 

Really, unless you want to be trapped in the sheets all day, you don’t have a choice. This man is the victim of his own crazed rodent libido.

It doesn’t matter how many times he’s cum, he’s ready to go again within ten minutes.

Five, if he’s feeling particularly needy. Which he usually is.

And of course, by ready to go, I mean he’s practically humping your leg. Pouting and whining and begging you to let him cum again– wherever you’ll let him.

Tits, toes, tongue? Anywhere, he doesn’t care. 

Oh, and if you let him cum inside you there’s a 40% chance he might die of happiness. Don’t worry though, his cursed sex drive will have him resurrected and back on his bullshit in a few minutes. Really, someone should study him. For science.

But sometimes you’re not in the mood for a weekend's worth of sex crammed into an afternoon.

Sometimes you’re feeling mean.

And sometimes, Han will shyly hand you one of his most favourite special toys, too nervous and needy to ask. 

Just hoping you’ll understand what it is he wants when he bats his boba eyes at you, tongue nervously flicking over his lips as you take the toy from him.

You can make him ask for it, if you enjoy watching him stuttering and blushing as you run your thumb up and down the chastity cage, weighing it in your palm.

You can’t put a chastity cage on a boner, so Han’s got to calm down first. Easier said than done, when slapping and pinching his balls only makes him harder.

Luckily there is one fail safe way to wilt any erection: ice. 

So grab a handful of ice cubes and start playing.

Take them one by one and run them up and down his shaft, listening to him whimper and watching him squirm as the cubes melt, water so cold it almost burns as it runs down his cock and gathers at the base, trickling over his balls and making an ice-chilled pool for them to sit in.

Once he’s soft enough, you can coax him into the cage– if he hasn’t already thrust himself into it.

You’ll have to work quickly, because the moment he feels the metal around him he’s going to chub up again, fast. It might be an idea to grab some bondage twine– ribbons or rope, even shoelaces will do in a pinch– and tie his balls up too. Extra tight, just the way he likes it.

There’s only one problem with horny boys in cock cages. And that is that they tend to leak. Constantly.

So now you’ve got a squirmy, whimpering Hannie, with his balls throbbing in a pool of ice water and his poor caged cock weeping precum. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: some guys look really pretty wearing their own cum as lipgloss.

So swipe a little from his tip, and gloss that pretty pout, smearing his pre over his lips while you flick and pinch his chilled balls.

Enjoy.

Felix ~titty sucking & ball squeezing~

Felix is a good boy. Good boys get whatever they want.

And what Lixxie wants is a nursing handjob.

Except skip the handjob, and bust his balls instead, please. 

You might be a little hesitant the first time. Who wouldn’t be? But when the goodest boy looks up at you with his best boba eyes, there’s no way you can deny him. 

So let him lie across your lap and bury his face in your breasts, snuggling into you, getting himself comfortable.

He loves being cuddled like this, happily suckling on your nipples and looking up at you with half lidded, blissed out eyes.

So stroke his hair out of his eyes and cuddle him close, and enjoy the intimacy.

Just don’t be surprised when takes your hand and brings it to his balls, showing you exactly how and where he wants to be touched.

He'll guide you at first– covering your hand with his and squeezing his balls, starting fairly gently and working up until it’s hard enough to make him mewl. 

When he moves his hand away, don’t stop. Just keep squeezing and let him enjoy himself. He knows the safeword, he’ll let you know if you need to stop.

He’s tougher than he looks and he loves the breathless, helpless feeling of having his nuts in a vice grip.

Plus he’s not beyond being bratty to get what he wants, and he will bite your nipples if you’re not being rough enough.

Once you're comfortable with it, don’t limit yourself to just squeezing his balls. Get creative with them– pull, twist. Spank

The first time you slapped them, he came instantly.

Now he begs for it.

Seungmin ~neuter the pup~ (temporarily)

There is only one occasion where it's acceptable to use a choke chain lead. 

And that's when Seungmin has been a bad puppy. But you don’t use it on his neck. Don’t be silly. 

Use it on his balls.

It's almost like neutering him, the only thing saving him from castration being the unbreakable safety clasp– enough to stop the chain from pulling too tight. It still hurts like a bitch though.

Just the way brat!Minnie likes it.

But neutering only happens once in a dog's life, so this punishment must be saved for special occasions. Plus Seungmin loves it so much, and you wouldn't want him to get greedy.

It is a truth universally acknowledged that Seungmin is a bratty sub. But regular bratting out isn't enough to earn him this punishment.

No. This requires commitment. The kind kind of commmittment where you push the boat out, jump over the side, and let yourself drown a little bit.

So you let him take you to a club, sitting you at the bar with his card for your tab. And then, with your permission, he disappears into the crowd, not reappearing until he's found another girl who looks suspiciously like you.

Subtly pulling her into your eyeline, enough distance and dancing bodies between you that you can't hear what he's saying, but the way he brushes her hair off her shoulder so he can whisper in her ear.

Seungmin’s eyes never leave yours. He would never cheat on you. Not really. You carefully planned this scenario out between the both of you, boundaries established.

And most importantly, consequences were discussed.

It still makes you burn when he dips his head, making sure to hold your gaze while he slips his tongue into her mouth. You leave once the jealousy in your gut borders on violence. He'll come home later. Your instructions were crystal clear.

Wait for him on the couch. Legs crossed, lingerie on, sipping something sweet from a martini glass as you wait for him to walk through the door.

And walk through he does. Dark eyes, lipstick marks on his shirt, tie loose and askew as he looks at you. Tongue nervously flicking over his kiss-bruised lips... Awaiting your judgement.

Bad. Puppy.

He knows the instruction, muscle memory obeying immediately as he starts to undress– unbuttoning his shirt, flicking open his belt, tugging his pants and underwear to his knees before sinking onto the carpet.

Dogs don't wear clothes and walk on two feet, after all.

Once he's appropriately undressed, make him go and get it. Puppies love playing fetch, after all.

So sit back and enjoy the view as he crawls back to you on his hands and knees, leash in his mouth, cock already hard and leaking, bouncing pathetically against his stomach with every step.

His eyes sparkle with excitement as you take the leash from his mouth, shaking with the effort of staying still until you tell him to turn around and present.

Ass up. Head down. Thighs spread. Trembling as you slip the choke chain around his precious parts, and whining gently as you start tugging it, tightening it around his balls.

Don't stop until the pressure makes him yelp.

I swear, one day I will move on from puppy play Minnie. But that day is not this day. Tomorrow doesn’t look likely either.

Jeongin ~a demon with dimples~

Ball busting is not the maknae’s favourite thing.

Sometimes he's in the mood for it, if he's feeling particularly submissive and kinky. The submissive part being more important, he's always kinky.

But most of the time he's not up for it.

You know what he is up for though?

Helping you ballbust his hyungs.

Call it tough love.

Call it revenge.

Call him a kinky little fucker, because it's true.

And the hyungs?

They love it.

He’ll tease them with tender little kisses to their cocks, nuzzling and kitten licking their sacks, looking up at them with his biggest and best puppy eyes.

And then he bites.

He shared his ball busting experience with Felix and while it wasn’t really his thing– the ball busting or the sharing, he’s a possessive little shit– that’s how he discovered his sadist tendencies. 

Put the two of you in charge and the rest of them are in for an interesting night.

Jfc there’s going to be so much cum. Have the wet wipes ready. And arnica for any bruises. And an entire drugstore’s worth of bubble bath flavours. Aftercare is important.

fin.

Mmm, I have mixed feelings about this. I usually try to keep headcanon bios the same length... Clearly I was more inspired by some sceanrios than others. Might write these out properly, might leave them as they are. Who knows 💁‍♀️.

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[minhosbitterriver]

hi, i’m sorry i’m doing this as an anon i just get really anxious when requesting and it’s a little embarrassing but i read your guide for requesting and i noticed that you said something about liking the idea of pegging? so if (and only if) you’re comfortable with it, can you write something about a female reader pegging jeongin for the first time? sorry if this is weird, and if you don’t want to then you can just ignore this!!

Hello! I’m so sorry it took me an eternity to get to this request! First of all, there’s absolutely no judgment in making requests anonymously, I love every request regardless. I actually understand the anxiety, I also struggle with it when I make my own requests towards writers I admire and sometimes, if I'm a little intimidated or if it's my first time approaching a certain writer, I also do it anonymously — so it’s all good!

Secondly, I adore pegging! It is seriously one of my all-time favorite kinks along with shibari, it’s just so much fun and I just love the idea of having men unraveling because it just feels so good for them. UGH 😩 THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST!

I hope you enjoy this, and again, I’m so sorry for taking so long to finally get to it. Please feel free to send me other requests or asks and I promise I'll try to do better about responding! ── ( 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 )

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[moonchild9350]

You Can Have Your Cake and Eat It Too

summary: your friends tell you about a brothel that resides in your city, a place to live out your deepest desires.

pairing: sex worker Jeongin x fab!reader

genre: smut-18+ MDNI

word count: 3.0k

warnings: takes place in a brothel so sex work, munch innie lol, overstimulation, edging, pussy job, protected (do) and unprotected sex (don't), removal of condom, creampie, squirting, soft dom reader, soft? sub innie, cum tasting, dirty talk, messy sex lol, brief mention of blood, vocal innie hehe

notes: Innie just looks so innocent in these pics idk just had to write something haha. i hope you like it! (lightly edited)

if you enjoyed, please reblog, comment, and like ♡

please do not copy, translate, modify, use, or repost this work elsewhere without my permissions. ©moonchild9350 (2025)

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It was the weekend, another exhausting week over and done with. You knew you wanted to unwind this weekend and after talking with your friend, you knew just the activity that would help you relax.

Your friend told you about a brothel in town, filled with men who are waiting to fulfill your every desire, no matter what it is. You were curious about the experience, never having been to one, so you decided to sign up right away.

You loved picking out your prey for the night, explaining what you wanted and how. As the time got closer to your reservation, you decided to get ready, as you bought the perfect outfit.

You slipped on your lingerie, the red a striking color on your skin tone, followed by your mini dress. It hung perfectly on your thighs, your curves accentuated and your breasts perched beautifully showing just enough cleavage. You slipped on your heels and eyed yourself in the mirror, more than satisfied with your look. Grabbing your bag, you made your way to the door, as your ride had just pulled up to your house.

The brothel offered its own transportation, allowing you to arrive in style, and who were you to deny the opportunity to be chauffeured. A sleek, black car awaited you, the driver waiting by the backdoor ready to escort you into the vehicle. You accepted his help and slid in. He closed the door and got back into the drivers seat, putting the car in drive and pulling away from your home.

The ride was short, as the brothel was just downtown, nestled in between two office buildings. To the ordinary passerby, they’d never guess what was going on between the walls of what seemed like another regular office building. You walked over to the receptionist, giving her your name.

Only a second more and her face lit up as she located your reservation.

“You are booked with Jeongin, correct?” She asked, her eyes scanning the computer screen before looking at you for confirmation.

“That’s correct,” you said, giving her a smile.

She nodded her head once and then went back to eyeing the computer screen, her nails click clacking occasionally on the keyboard as she finished checking you in.

After a few moments more she looked up and said, “you’re all set. Jeongin is waiting for you in room 143. I hope you have a great time and if you need anything please don’t hesitate to let us know.”

You followed where she gestured, your heels clicking on the hardwood floor as you made your way down a long hallway. There were doors on either side of the hall, a placard with the room number placed perfectly in the middle. Other than the soft music that played overhead, it was silent.

Arriving at your destination, you took a deep breath before knocking on the door three times. You listened carefully for a response, grasping the door knob and turning when you heard a faint “come in.”

You stepped into the room, your eyes instantly roaming over your surroundings. It was stylish but cozy and not too big. There was a window at the far end of the wall, with sheer curtains pulled across, blocking the outside world from looking in. A couch sat in the corner, fluffy pillows littering every section. Your eyes continued to roam, taking in a bathroom to your right, the lights off except for a mini nightlight in the wall. Finally, your eyes landed on the queen sized bed in the center of the room, outfitted with a white downy comforter, and piles of pillows.

A man got up from the bed, his eyes directed right at you.

“Y/n?” He asked, wanting to confirm the right person was in the room.

“That’s me,” you replied, “and you’re Jeongin?”

He nodded and smiled, little dimples popping up with the gesture. Jeongin was cute, his face chiseled but with a hint of babyish features. His hair was perfectly styled, the strands framing his face haphazardly. He was dressed in all white, his shirt unbuttoned half way to reveal a portion of his chest, the outline of his pecs poking through the gap.

Jeongin was outfitted just how you wanted him, innocent appearing and ready for you to ruin.

“I’m ready for you,” Jeongin replied as he sat on the bed and looked at you in a way that made your pussy clench.

You smirked at his eagerness and sauntered over to him, your heels click clacking on the tile floor.

“Yeah baby?” You cooed as you kneeled on the bed to get closer to him.

He merely nodded his head, his big brown eyes locked on yours. You maneuvered yourself so you were lying on your back, your dress riding up your thighs and teasing him for what was underneath. You spread your legs, displaying your panties that now was sporting a small wet patch to Jeongin.

He eagerly scrambled towards you, spreading your legs as he got comfortable in between them. You sighed as he began to press soft kisses up your thighs, edging closer and closer to your core. Right when he got to the place you needed him most, he switched legs, kissing the flesh there as he stroked your other thigh.

Once he was satisfied, he dragged his lips on your skin until he reached your pelvis, his nose brushing the fabric of your panties. He breathed in your scent, his pupils dilating and cock twitching at your scent. Jeongin pressed his plush lips against your pussy again and again before spitting on the fabric and pressing his tongue flat against your covered entrance before licking up towards your clit.

You let out a low moan as he repeated the motion again and again, teasing you until you were writhing under his grasp.

“Take em off baby,” you cooed.

Jeongin let out a whine before disconnecting his mouth from your pussy. He reached up to grasp the waistband of your panties and dragged them down your legs before tossing them away. He immediately attached himself back to your pussy, his tongue darting out to play with your clit.

You laid there completely relaxed as Jeongin ate you out, as he lazily played with your clit, edging you to the point of tears. His mouth felt so good, your slick continually leaking out of your entrance and onto his face.

As he sucked your clit into his mouth, he shoved two fingers within your warmth and instantly curled them upwards, stimulating your sweet spot and causing you to see stars. You gripped his hair and tugged, moaning at the vibrations his mouth was giving you as he groaned.

His fingers were steadily moving in and out of your pussy, the pressure against your sweet spot causing pleasure to spread throughout your core as his tongue batted at your clit. You were close so you began to thrust your hips in tune with how he was fingering you.

“Ahh gonna come baby!” You squealed as he picked up the pace.

You felt the warmth increase and the coil tighten within your belly, your orgasm threatening to hit at any moment. You took a breath and Jeongin bit at your clit and you let go with a loud moan as he continued to slide his fingers in and out of you while sucking gently at your clit.

You arched your back as he continued to suck, your legs attempting to close at the overstimulation, but finding it difficult to do so as Jeongin held your legs open. He pressed himself further to your pussy, licking up your slick, making sure not to waste a single drop.

“Mmm too much,” you whined as you tugged on his hair attempting to lift his head up, but it was no use as he buried his face even more so he could continue to give attention to your clit.

Without warning, your orgasm hit you once more, lighter this time around but still powerful nonetheless. You whimpered as you let the feeling take over, staring up at the ceiling as stars danced across your vision.

Finally, Jeongin leaned back as he licked his lips, his face shining with your slick. He grinned as he took in your pussy, his eyes landing on your folds soaked with his spit and your cum, to your puffy, swollen clit that was peaking out so perfectly.

You slowly sat up, your hair a mess, and the straps of your dress hanging haphazardly on your shoulders and smirked at Jeongin.

“Lay down for me,” you said shifting so Jeongin could take your spot.

Once he was comfortable, you slid your dress off and crawled towards your lover for the night. Your hands slid up his legs, running gently over the fabric of his pants before reaching his bulge. You gripped him through his pants, smirking as he let out a whine at the pressure you were applying.

“Take it out please, please,” Jeongin whimpered as he pouted at you.

“Should I take out your cock? Do you deserve it though?” You teased back.

Jeongin quickly shook his head, strands of hair falling in his face. “Please?” He asked once more.

You were satisfied with his plea, so you gripped his waistband and dragged his pants down his legs watching as his cock sprung from its confines and nestled against his belly, nice and hard.

Tossing his pants elsewhere, you straddled his legs and nestled your pussy over his length. You began to rock your hips, his cock slotting perfectly between your folds, the tip catching at your clit with each thrust.

The feel of your pussy dragging against his cock was too much, the pleasure he was receiving causing him to let out a groan that rumbled deep within his chest. Jeongin’s eyes went straight to your pussy and his hands on your hips as he helped guide you over his length.

You were wet, your slick coated his cock and aiding in the glide as you fucked yourself over his length. His cock felt good, the vein that ran along his length hitting the right spots as you thrusted your hips.

Jeognin let out a mewl as he bit his lips his eyes snapping to yours. “Gonna come, shit…don’t stop. Please, please, please,” he mumbled, his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

“Yeah? Gonna come? So good for me,” you said breathlessly, as your orgasm was steadily building.

You looked down briefly at where your pussy was gliding effortlessly against his cock and what you saw nearly made you come right there. It was messy, your cream coating his length and the head of his cock was an angry red, drops of precum leaking from the slit. You looked back up at Jeongin, taking in his fucked out state, as his bit his lips so hard, he drew blood, the red droplets smeared across his bottom lip.

With a yelp, you watched as he let go, his cum spurting out onto his belly and your pussy, the white substance adding to the mess that was already present. His release triggered yours, your high hitting you for the third time that night. You continued to thrust against his length, riding out your high as the pleasure slowly simmered away.

You slowed down until you came to a stop as you tried to catch your breath. Jeongin was in no better state, his body glistening with sweat, his pupils dilated and full of lust. You barely registered that he was getting up until you were flat on your back. You stared up at the man above you with wide eyes, surprised at his bust of confidence.

He was still hard and you could tell it was bothering Jeongin as he was desperate to be inside you. You watched as he rolled a condom down his length as it was the rules of the brothel before he brought the head to your entrance and pushed in.

You let out a moan at the stretch, trying to even out your breathing as he continued to sheath himself inside you. Once he bottomed out, he didn’t give you a chance to adjust but instead began to draw his cock in and out of your pussy at a rapid pace.

You were turned on even more as he whined and whimpered, his voice high pitched and strained as he fucked you with force. His eyes trained on your breasts, watching as they bounced up and down with each thrust. He groaned as his hands reached out and gripped them, messaging the flesh and pinching your nipples. You clenched around him as he flicked at the nubs, the sensation of pleasure traveling down to your core.

“Fuck! This pussy oh my god!” Jeongin moaned as his hips slammed into yours.

“Fuck me harder baby,” you moaned as he adjusted himself so he could drive himself deeper within you, so much so you could feel his cock kiss your cervix.

“I’m. Trying.” He said as he punctuated each word with a thrust.

He brought your legs up over his shoulders and leaned down over you. You could feel yourself get even more wet, the evidence present with the sound your pussy made with each drag of his cock within your walls. You were close, the feeling spreading within your belly. You felt your breath increase with each thrust of his hips, as a different sensation started to build. You have only felt this way a few times, most men not able to get you there, but apparently this would be one of those times.

You relaxed further into the pillow as you looked Jeongin in the eyes. His pace increased ever so slightly and you could tell he was close, his groans increasing as he squeezed his eyes shut.

“Na uh baby, don’t you dare come until I do,” you warned, smirking as his eyes snapped open and stared down at you.

“But, I don’t think I can hold it,” he whined as a pained moan left his lips.

“Too bad, make me come and then you can okay?”

Jeongin took a breath and nodded his head in resignation. You smiled up at him and gripped his arms as he fucked you. He angled himself differently one last time, this time his cock dragging against your sweet spot, causing you to mewl out at the sensation.

You felt your orgasm build more steadily, the feeling building until it was right there, slowly spilling, your pussy fluttering around his cock. Jeongin grinned before pressing down on your lower belly, the added pressure causing you to squirt, your fluids threatening to push his cock out of your pussy. However, he just shoved his length harder within you, reveling in your pleasure as you thrashed around beneath him.

Jeongin had made you come and he couldn’t hold off any longer. He withdrew his length causing you to whimper at the sudden loss, before he gripped the condom and pulled it off of his cock. It was against the rules, but rules be damned. He wanted to feel you fully as he filled you up to the brim with his cum.

You gasped as he sheathed himself back within you and fucked you at an inhuman pace, the sound of skin slapping skin filling up the room. You let out whimpers, the overstimulation now to much, however, you just laid there and took his cock, as you slowly found yourself slipping away and succumbing to the pleasure.

“Shh,” Jeongin cooed as he pushed your hair from your sweaty face. “This will be between you and me yeah?”

You nodded in consent, understanding that this would be your little secret. At your admission, Jeongin snapped his hips into yours one last time before stilling, his orgasm hitting him hard as he came deep inside you.

He took a few moments to catch his breath before withdrawing his cock, his cum leaking out of your entrance and down your ass. Jeongin quickly dragged a finger through the fluids before bringing it to his lips, moaning as he tasted the mixture of your arousals.

You laid there exhausted and spent, your body sore and aching from the abuse it had just received. You both were silent as you came back to reality, the only sound was the loud, rapid beating of your heart in your ears.

Finally, you sat up and faced Jeongin who was sitting next to you.

“That was amazing,” you said, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from his eyes.

“Yeah? I’m glad,” he said as he grinned, his cheeks turning a ruddy color at the praise.

“Aww you’re so cute!” You teased as you tried to pinch his cheeks just for him to chuckle and try to evade your advances.

After a while, you both found yourselves lying side by side, your bodies sticky from the mixture of your cum and his and dried sweat. Your mind drifted off to how his mouth felt on your pussy and how he took care of your body like no one else before. You may have to visit him more often. But, you had one night with him now and you weren’t going to waste it.

Getting up, you straddled his body and scooted up to his head.

“Ready for dessert?” You asked as you began to lower your pussy over his mouth.

Jeongin just licked his lips and gripped your hips bringing your core to his tongue.

“Oh!” You squealed as he dug in.

As they say dessert is sometimes the best part of the meal and Jeongin would definitely have to agree.

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[youn9racha]

im tired and i wanna wake up to some nasty thoughts about skz so drop something before i wake up idk how many hours later

maybe even give me inspo to write something because i wanna write but head is empty rn so go all out

[jeongin-lvr]

i’m so soaked about jeongin being a brother’s bestfriend please make a smut out of it 🥹

oh my goshhh (｡•́︿•̀｡) one of my fav tropes is brothers bsf so this is right up my alley hehe cw. jeongin is kinda a meanie, super filthy, pillow humping. also reader is Seungmin’s brother.

Brothers best friend! Jeongin who finds out you have a little (fat) crush on him and decides he wants to abuse the power he has over you! He likes the idea of you fantasizing and obsessing over him; he likes the control and the way you melt to his touches and advances. Jeongin will come over to your house under the excuse of “i just wanna hang out with Seungmin“ when in reality, the second he gets a chance alone with you he’s actively toying with your poor little heart. He’s taunting you and flirting and ultimately turning you on to no end.

To Jeongin, it’s no surprise when one night when he’s sleeping over with your brother he finds you hopelessly humping a pillow while whinily saying his name. He can’t believe it; he knew you were pathetic, but this was an entirely new thing. Your hair falling down your front with your head hung, whispering his name, your hips rolling over the plush pillow between your thighs. Its dark yet Jeongin can catch glimpses of your pretty body through the sliver of light peaking through the doorway. He takes in the image, then the audio before he’s pushing the door open with a soft creak, closing it with a thud. You obviously jump, abandoning the embarrassing act you were just committing as you stare at your older brothers best friend, horror painting your expression. Jeongin is far from surprised, honestly. And the way he stares at you, predatory, was a little unsettling to you. Red heat rushed through your entire body, silently staring in complete horror at your stupidity. He was going to tell you off— he was disgusted. There’s no other explanation for the way he was staring at you.

Until you watch him glide through the room in less than a second, tugging you to the edge of the bed by your ankles. You squeak but there’s not a single part of you that fights; you give in immediately to his eager, harsh moves. The first time he pushes his fat, leaky tip into you it’s enough to make your eyes roll, jaw slack as you cream so hard around him. Jeongin’s grin grows, his eyes dilated as he doesn’t wait for your orgasm to play out, he instead shoves himself deeper within your perfect convulsing walls. Sighing with a whine at the tightness of your pussy. There’s an urgency to the way he fucks; no breaks, it’s like he’s been waiting for this moment to fill you.

“Have you ever been fucked like this, hm? Like a slut?” Jeongin grits, pressing your tummy down with the flat of his palm, pushing you into the mattress because your hips won’t stop rising from overstimulation, “You’re so fuckin’ tight, I’m losing it…” He asks questions and speaks rambling but doesn’t wait for responses. “Gotta be quiet… don’t want your brother to hear, right? The walls are pretty thin, y’know…” He taunts you with a smirk, laughing before a moan cuts through.

“Feels better than that pathetic pillow, yeah, baby?” The nickname sends waves of pleasure you’ve never felt before through your body. You whimper, frantic as you feel some foreign knot of pleasure filling your tummy. You’re clutching his sleeves, whimpering, eyes widening. “Innie— ahh, fuck, I think I h-have to pee—“

But it’s not that! And Jeongin knows that, which is why he keeps stuffing himself into you, pecking the sweet spot inside of you whilst his thumb toys with your clit lazily. His eyes never breaking away from you as you convulse, back arching off the bed as you fight his hold… until the bubble inside of you bursts and you’re feeling liquid drench your inner thighs and Jeongin’s pelvis. Clear liquid squirts out of you, eyes rolling and chest heaving. Jeongin is prideful, continuing to overstimulate your clit with his thumb, drawing every nasty noise out of you.

You’re not quiet anymore! Any more noise and Jeongin is worried Seungmin would hear. So he removes his thumb from your clit, fucking you faster because he’s not done, and covers your mouth, pressing hard on your mouth while shushing you fervently. You’re heaving and fighting for breath, eyes wet as you stare at him pleading.

“What did I say? Shut up, or I’ll leave you like this,” Jeongin slipped out of you, his cock smacking against his tummy from how quickly he did so. You clambered, reaching with a soft cry, nails plucking into his neck as you pleaded, “N-no! Please, need more…”

His cock head taps on your clit, his hand guiding his dick up and down your sensitive, swollen folds. You’re spent, but you’ve got more to give. “Mm, pretty lil slut wants more? Knew you were a whore, baby.”