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kitten4sannie · 7 months ago

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backstage bukakke with ateez ♡

a/n: is anyone in need of post coachella performance brainrot?? :33 and if any of you were wondering,, no i’m not okay 🙂‍↔️🫶🏼 without further ado, here’s a LOT more backstage debauchery (like i went insane….i should be in a padded cell rn….) except this time san brought the whole crew to help drown you in cum <333 enjoy the meal my dears bc i can never show my face in public again after this 😭😭

w.c: 2.4k

warnings: alcohol use, subby fem manager! reader, free use, domteez, gangbang, who’s the biggest menace here? that’s for you to decide 🫵🏼, this is just complete filth btw,, dirty talk, degradation/praise, pet names/name calling, so much cum….., yungi confirm the big cock allegations, hongjoong might have a captain kink idk, double penetration, anal, implied sloppy seconds/thirds/fourths kskssb, brief tit play, brief oral, cum eating, size kink, bulge kink, breeding, creampies for days, a bukakke as promised <3

Once the members sent out their last waves and finger hearts to the adoring fans and locals in the vast festival crowd, they made their way back to their temporary dressing room to catch their breath and have a celebratory drink or two. Brimming with adrenaline and energy due to their momentous performance, they erupted in enthusiastic greetings as soon as their dear manager entered the room, a few of them draping their arms around your shoulders to give you a quick hug.

“Manager-nim, did you like the show?” San spoke up, bringing his glass up to his mouth, taking a small sip of the potent liquor.

“You know you can just call me by my name, San, and I thought you guys absolutely killed it, like always,” you replied, scanning their faces, lightly adjusting the hem of your work blazer. No matter how many times you had all of their eyes and attention on you, you couldn’t seem to get used to it. It always made you feel hot under the collar, not knowing what was going through each of their minds when they looked at you the way they did. With interest. Hunger.

San couldn’t help but smirk, his dimples visible. You had taken the bait. He watched Yunho serve you a glass of whiskey. “You’re right. We’re way past titles, aren’t we? Especially considering the way I had you bent over for me right after our set last weekend.”

You choked on the liquor, your body suddenly feeling hot, especially under the heated gaze of the men standing around you. “S-San, behave yourself.”

He lightly licked at his lips, his gaze sharpening, ready to add to the growing heaviness of the atmosphere in the room. “Don’t act so coy now, sweetheart. You know better than that, don’t you?”

You bit into your bottom lip, looking up to Yunho for help, only to find that he was giving you an increasingly perverse smile, like he was reminiscing about something filthy.

Yunho reached down to wrap a lock of your hair around his jewelry adorned finger, sighing, “We could all hear the way Sannie fucked your brains out, doll, but you wanted us to hear, didn’t you? Even though you’re our manager, you’re still our good little slut, yeah?”

Something clicked into place inside your brain like it usually did when they talked to you like this. You could finally stop being so uptight and in control, instead allowing the eager members to do as they pleased with you. “Yeah, I am,” you nodded shyly, your insides on fire.

San took a step towards you, reaching out to run his fingers along your collar bone. “Can I ask you something?”

Your breath caught inside your throat. You knew what he was going to ask. You knew what they wanted. Despite the professional relationship you had with the members, you always seemed to end up in increasingly unprofessional situations with them. You couldn’t help it, not when they always made you feel so good. Wanted. Craved. “Say it, San….”

His pointer finger drifted down your chest, along the seam of your blazer, gazing down at you. “Can we make you our whore, Manager-nim?”

The members exchanged pleased glances with one another, some of them pulling at the crotch of their tailored pants.

“As long as someone locks the door, okay?” you answered underneath your breath, your eyes beginning to glaze over with lust.

San simply took a step around you, running his hands up and down your shoulders, coaxing you out of your blazer and unzipping your work dress, presenting you to his beloved members like you were a treat — one they would savor together.

“Don’t pass out on us now, baby,” San’s husky voice attempted to reach you through the fog you were in, his fingers gently rubbing at the fresh load that had splattered onto your flushed cheek, sliding his digits into your panting mouth for you to clean. “How many was that, hm? How many cocks have been inside you so far? Can our slutty manager remember?”

You stopped counting long ago, too fucked out to think about whose cock had already rearranged your insides and who had stuffed your ass full. You couldn’t even remember who had fucked your face either, but your sore jaw was proof that it was most likely one of the more gifted members. “I-i don’t know how many, just want more,” you whined out, looking up at San past your wet lashes.

“Yeah, you always want more from us, don’t you, baby? Want us to go to our limit? Want us to give you our all, huh? Are you going to milk us all dry like a good slut?”

You could hardly listen to his breathy, self-serving monologue, not with the way Wooyoung was gripping your hips and shoving his thick cock into you with abandon, like you were his own personal sex doll. “Uh-huh, wanna be good for you all…”

“How precious,” San sighed under his breath, all while he jerked himself off, beads of pre-cum spilling out of the twitching tip, watching the way his closest friend pumped himself in and out of your clenching hole, noticing the way his hips began to stutter. “Then, be good and take Wooyoung’s load inside that tight little cunt of yours, just like you took our Captain’s and Seonghwa’s earlier, okay? Can you do that for us, baby? Can you be our pretty little cum dump?”

You couldn’t speak, simply responding by squirting all over Wooyoung’s thrusting cock, just about ready to fall over from the overwhelming pleasure, but unable to with the way Mingi was behind you, his heaving chest pressing into your back, his ringed fingers lazily groping at your sore tits, balls-deep in your tight ass.

“Pretty baby, our pretty girl,” Mingi praised in a gravelly voice, his lips against your ear, squeezing your tits just as his groans began to crescendo, driving himself into you a few more times before he held still, previous loads leaking out of your ass and down the sides of his veined cock to the base as he filled you up again. “Can you feel that, babydoll? Feel the way I’m stuffing you full of cum? It feels so good, you want to cry, don’t you?”

All you could do was nod drunkenly, tears pricking at the corners of your hazy eyes, your trembling thighs growing more and more numb.

“Look at her, guys, she’s cumming just from being bred,” Wooyoung panted out, his hands squeezing into your sides, holding you still on his pulsing cock, not attempting to pull out until he was sure your inner walls were coated with his cum, chuckling smugly along with his fellow members at the way you desperately drew in another shaky breath and simply whined instead of forming words. “Poor slut can’t even talk. Someone should shoot their load down her throat. Maybe it’ll help ground her.”

“Way ahead of you,” Yeosang softly interjected, giving you a princely smile as he walked up to where you were positioned on the lengthy couch. He ran his slender fingers through your hair, slowly angling your head back as he did, bringing his slicked-up cockhead to your parted lips. “Say ‘ahh’, darling.”

Just as you obeyed, you watched Yeosang’s pretty flushed face contort in pleasure, reaching out to wrap your fingers around his pulsing length, milking it for all it’s worth, rope after rope of hot cum shooting into the back of your throat, a few dribbles remaining on your tongue. You were so full of cum, all of your holes were used up, and yet you needed more. “Not enough…More, please. I’m being such a good girl, aren’t I?”

San’s teeth sunk into his bottom lip, sharing glances with the other members, squeezing around the base of his cock to keep himself from busting right then and there. “Guys, I think we broke our manager.”

“Isn’t that the point? Look at her. She loves it,” Wooyoung pointed out, motioning to your blissed-out face, before he finally pulled out of you, reaching down to spread open your used hole, pleased sighs echoing inside the room. “Look, Sannie, her cunt’s all messy now. Ran through. Just the way you like it, huh, you sick fuck? You want sloppy seconds?”

San nodded his head, salivating, practically in a trance.

“Then, hurry up and shove your cock inside her before my cum leaks out,” Wooyoung tsked, climbing off of the cum-stained couch and smacking his hand against San’s ass to get him to spring into action, which he did, laying down on his back and sliding you down onto his cock inch by inch, but not before he tapped his leaking cockhead over your swollen clit a few times for good measure.

San’s dimples accompanied his shit-eating grin as he bottomed out, slowly running one of his hands up your lower abdomen to feel the outline of his stiff cock. “It’s so big inside, isn’t it, Manager-nim? Am I stretching you out nice and wide?”

All you could do was whimper pathetically, because not only were you taking San’s curved cock inside your cunt, but meanwhile Mingi had been showing Yunho the way your hole had begun to gape after the rough treatment you had taken, especially from someone with his size, knowing it was best that he prepped you for his best friend, knowing the term ‘horse cock’ didn’t even begin to describe what Yunho had to offer you. “It’s all for you, bro. Come and get it,” Mingi mused huskily, getting out of Yunho’s way so that he could replace him, one hand on your ass to keep it spread open for everyone’s viewing pleasure, as your hole slowly swallowed up Yunho’s obscene girth.

San and Yunho seemed to be in the middle of an intense competition, considering the way they both would continually thrust into you harder, and faster, grabbing at your tits and hips for leverage to fuck into you even deeper than before, if that was possible. “I-it’s not a–fuck–race, guys,” you cried out, suddenly being pressed back into Yunho’s warm chest when San sat up on the couch and folded you up, jack-hammering himself into you, using you like a cocksleeve.

“Yes, it is, and I’m gonna knock you up first, not this loser,” San grunted out in between shaky moans, smiling with his canines at you, then at Yunho past your shoulder, who responded by bucking his hips up into you so roughly, he had to wrap his arms around your middle to keep you in place.

“I’m fucking her ass, dumbass, I can’t even knock her up if I wanted to,” Yunho replied breathlessly, shaking his head, giving San a playful smile, before pressing his lips to your earlobe. “And I want to, tiny. Wish I could.”

“Not with that attitude,” San huffed, blowing his sweaty bangs out of his eyes, his vision beginning to blur with the sudden onset of pleasure surging through him. “I’m going to fucking–unnnh–fill up your slutty cunt with my cum, baby. Gonna make it so messy. And you’re, fuck, you’re so tight now. That’s our good cumslut.”

“The perfect cumslut,” Hongjoong interrupted in a low voice, suddenly towering over you, holding his cock near your mouth, nodding approvingly when you began to suck and lick at the tip. “That’s right. You love Captain’s cock the most, don’t you, pretty girl?”

Seonghwa pushed his way past the other thirsty members who were hovering around you like vultures, slipping his fingers into your hair and gently guiding you to his own cock, cooing at you approvingly when you let it hit the back of your throat. He smiled smugly at Hongjoong, who was now side-eyeing him. “Stay mad. It’s not my fault she has taste.”

“You better watch it, Seonghwa.”

“You can watch our slut suck my cock.”

Hongjoong grumbled to himself, reaching down to tug your head back just firmly enough to lead you back to his cock, before you took it upon yourself to sandwich their lengths together so that you could please them both at once. They stopped bickering and instead held onto each other, biting into their lips as their highs began to take over.

It was then that San and Yunho emitted similar sounding guttural groans, fully sheathing themselves inside you, their fingers squeezing tightly into your hips from either side.

“Cumming,” they both exhaled, resting their heads on either side of your shoulder, beads of sweat dripping down their jaws and along their straining necks.

Just as hot cum poured into both of your used holes, Seonghwa and Hongjoong began to shudder and grunt out obscenities, aiming their milky streams towards your lolled-out tongue.

San suddenly waved for Jongho to come closer, pulling out just enough so that obscene globs of cum began to leak out of you, making you whine. “Here, cum inside her, JJong. I want my favorite maknae to finish our cumslut off.”

Jongho gingerly positioned himself near your gushing entrance and plugged you back up with his thick, throbbing cock, his strong thighs smacking into your delicate ones as he vigorously bounced you on his lap. “Want it?” he simply asked near your lips, making you blush.

“Please!”

Just as Jongho pounded his load and the others deep into your womb, Wooyoung, Yeosang, and Mingi pushed their way closer to you, vigorously jerking themselves off in order to leave their own individual mark on you for the second or third time, extremely pleased with themselves once they covered their dear manager’s face and body in their cum.

Once you all came down, you found that you couldn’t quite operate your body properly, not when your lower half was completely numb and throbbing with residual pleasure. San and Yunho took it upon themselves to cuddle you from either side, while Jongho gently rubbed your tummy in circles, wondering whose load would knock you up first. Only time would tell.

“How was that?” San asked softly near your ear.

“We weren’t too rough with you, were we?” Yunho murmured, biting his lip.

“How are you feeling, Manager-nim?” Jongho added gently, patting your tummy.

You sighed gently, reaching up to pat their heads, smiling at the men around you. And to think you actually got paid for this. You couldn’t have asked for a better job. “Guys…I’m fine, and for the record, it was so good, I don’t think I can ever go back to having normal sex again. I’m a bit concerned, actually.”

The rest of the members began to laugh, and you joined along, before clearing your throat, suddenly feeling uncomfortably sticky, looking down to see what you had all done to the poor couch. “Okay, so, who’s going to clean this mess up? And, it’s not going to be me. I can’t move my legs. I…think you guys actually broke me.”

San looked over to Wooyoung, who was already rolling his eyes, pointing dramatically at him. “I told you!”

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bitchlessdino · 2 years ago

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Idk what it is but mingyu is so damn cocky he needs to be put in his place. But there's also another part of me that wants to take of him so badly till he cries (in a good way?? AHAHAAHDJ) i want my bb to be happy AND FUCCIN SPENT🤤🫶😘

(idk if u're doing requests rn but when u're ready ig i just needed to convey how much i love this man😠😠😠💖)

Pairing: sugardaddy!Mingyu x afab!reader

Genre: smut

Word count: 1.1K

tags: , sex worker!reader, sugarbaby!reader, sugar daddy!Mingyu, sub!mingyu, restraints, mean reader, degradation, lap dance, spitting, handjob, praise kink, pet names (baby boy, ma'am, puppy), mention of unprotected sex

Summary: Mingyu had it easy getting what he wanted. With you, he had to pay a pretty penny.

author note: subby gyu, my favorite gyu. thank you @multi-kpop-fanfics for helping me out!

You knew Mingyu since your school days, and yes, he was handsome then too. He was fawned over, became an infamous ‘it’ boy where you lived, and let’s say a lot of that got into his head. He dated around, eventually slept around, until he ended up in a peculiar sexual relationship with you, who hardly knew anything about.

You faded in the background for him initially; a friend of a friend, a mutual acquaintance, a person to talk to at parties when he had no one else. It was on a fateful night he got a taste of you and what you’re capable of. Wrapped in a tight little number, fabric squeezes the flesh of your ass in place, as your body mesmerizingly floated like a cloud on a metal pole, dazzling everyone in your proximity. Where he was sitting, you looked expensive but worth every cent.

He approached you that night, paying for a dance out of courtesy (what else would you do in a place like this), and brings up if you would ever consider a casual, physical relationship. When you told him in your words, ‘fat chance in hell,’ he instead offers a mutualistic symbiotic relationship, in short words, compensated dating. Mingyu got things easy, but not with you, he had hoped you’d take an interest with an incentive.

Your ass being held together by a few threads and small patches of fabric, you turn your face to him, still swaying your hips to the beat of the music and brushing your tush against his lap, feeling the sexual frustration poke at you through his thick pair of jeans. “Why would you do that when you can just date anyone you want? You’re constantly saying you can.”

“But I want you,” He answers simply, lust-blinded, “Even with the smallest, itty bittiest chance I got, I’ll take it.”

You were starting to realize why he was given such high praise. He certainly loved receiving it.

“Aren’t you being such a good boy for me?”

His hands tied behind a thick block wood chair, he sighs as you place your hands across his bare chest, submerging himself in the delicately perfect touch you had on his cock. “Yes, I’m being so, so good to you.”

You let out a low growl, spitting onto his full length, slathering him in a mess of your salvia, and coating every inch. You could feel every vein, tracing back every texture of his powerfully full cock. He lets out a curt moan, throwing his head about frustration, hips slightly jerking up in aid of getting himself off. You push him down by his thighs, clicking your tongue at the roof of your mouth to scold him. “Good boys don’t move when they aren’t told to.”

You draw your lips to his ear, jerking him in your hand, and let out a low, daunting tone of voice, “You think just because you’re pretty you can do whatever you want?”

He tries to turn his head to kiss you, but you pull away too quickly, a whine escaping him. “Please…I want it.”

“What? What does baby boy want?” You taunt him.

He sulks, looking at you with puppy dog eyes, his lips bruised red from all the biting. “I want you. I want to fuck you so much.”

“If you behave, we’ll both get what we want.”

You grip the base of his cock, taking strong and agonizingly slow strokes, and brushing the palms of your hands to the tip, gradually picking up the speed depending on his patience levels. He obliges, rutting himself in your grip, and his voice bouncing off the walls. He gets bigger, twitching in your hands. His whines only get louder as he pleads with you between his throaty moans.

“What a cute cock. Getting off at me just touching you. You’re just fucking dying to be inside me.”

You pull yourself up from the floor to run your lips over his, sucking on his quivering tongue. Your hands ruin him without a second thought, his moans drowning down your throat. “M-more…ma’am.”

“Mmm, you sound so cute when you beg for me.”

You play with his cock like a joystick, teasing your thumb over the slit of his head, and your smile taunting against his lip. “You’re just my needy little fuck toy, aren’t you?”

He struggles to nod, “Y-yes…I want you so b-bad, ma’am.”

“Want do you want, baby, huh? You don’t like me playing with your big, pretty cock? Greedy for something else, hmm?” You grip the cushions of his cheeks, protruding his lips out.

This was torture for the man for obvious reasons. He tugs against the silk ties, impressed by skills in knots, and just sinks back in the chair submissively. “Use me, mmp…please.”

You snicker to yourself before situating yourself in his lap. The shiny latex one-piece covering your torso squeaks against his bare thighs. Your furious heat teasing the shape of his length with now both your hand and crotch, precum leaking so fucking deliciously against the fabric. His reflection in your clothes stares back at him, a morphed messy naked version mocks him, but he had hardly the brain power to care.

“Do you think you deserve me to fuck you stupid?” yo.u utter

You put your weight into grinding against his lap, anticipating his reaction. Your dancer's hips move on methodically, showcasing a personal view, your number one clientele feeling a mix of bliss and ache all at once. To say it was well received would be an understatement. “S-so…p-pretty…”

There was a cute flush on his cheeks, his tongue sticking out of his mouth like a canine in heat, nodding and submitting all of himself to you.

“Good boy. Such a good, obedient, pretty puppy. With an even prettier mouth for me to spit in.”

You swash an abundance of your saliva in your mouth and lift yourself up slightly from his lap. A hand of yours takes the back of his head, pulling the hair from the scalp, and watches the translucent fluid land on the center of his tongue in thick ribbons. You can see his eye glisten with his blissful tears and him smiling in that dumbified way it gets when he feels overwhelmed with euphoria, and you could just feel him ride off that high.

“Swallow.”

He does as you instruct, his adam's apple bobbing in sonic speed, soon showing off his tongue briefly before you reattach your lips to his. Letting go of his cock, you pushed aside your latex bodysuit, hovering over his length, and let your cunt swallow his girth, your velvet walls hugging him heavenly in a gyration that he takes a deep breath to contain himself. You could feel him twitch inside you, a loud groan leaving his body like he came from an exorcism. “S-shit.”

“Time for your reward.”

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