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james-is-here · 9 months ago

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Aah, oh my god, a part three, holy shit, what am I doing, AAH!! Anyway, this is a Binnie post but...with a little extra bit of...✨Spice✨ 😏🤭 I promise you are gonna love this, I was getting giddy and shy just writing it alone 😂 and if you don't then I'm sorry. 🫤 To think I have other parts to write, don't know if they'll be as good as this one.

Blogs: @whatdoyouwanttocallmefor @uso-dakedo @vernonvernoff98-blog | @heartbinn Lookie, Binnie post!! and honestly, I was rereading a series by @writingforstraykids which inspired me to write the extra ✨Spice✨ ☺️

Masterlist | Series Tag is "Sleeping Around by James"

Tags: attempted dacryphilia?, sub Binnie, dom-ish top reader, cum swapping, BJ (Mn receiving), *gasp* Double penetration Whaat?? 👀 (As much as I want this to be a secret I must give a heads up that this contains Member x member)

"Shit...Changbin-Hyung..."

He giggled softly at your sleepiness, sliding his hands down to your stomach, grazing his fingers over your torso. "Hi."

"Morning, I guess, what- Why? I-I mean, y-you feel good but, fuck, why are you..." You whisper, glancing at Chan whose face is still buried in your neck with his arm draped over your collar bone. "I'm sorry, Mn-ie..." "Don't be, Hyung..." He whimpers, shifting slightly. "I know you were with Hyunjin...but is this also your first time...bottoming?" You try to stay quiet, right arm squeezing around Chan when he shifted.

"Yeah..." "Why me?" He ask gently while moving your free hand to his thigh and squeezing as he gently starts to move, trying not to move too much. "I-I came to wake Hyung up to go over preparations for later today...and I saw you..." "You...You saw my morning wood and decided to ride me?" " 's stupid." He mutters, placing his hand over yours, wrapping his fingers around your hand that moves to his hip. "It's not. I'm not denying you, am I?" You look to your side when Chan rolls onto his other side, Changbin pausing as well as you both wait for him to settle and finally your right arm is free.

You groan, pulling it up and stretching it. "Honestly, that was falling asleep a while ago, just didn't have the heart to move." The ravenette giggles softly, starting slowly to rock again as he takes your right hand into his left and holds it at his waist. His rocking has turned into gentle bounces but you stop him. "Careful, Binnie-Hyung." You mutter, deciding to carefully sit up, lift him off you and lay him between Chan and you.

"Wait, Mn-ie, what are you-" "Trust me." He nods, getting comfortable. "Lift your leg a little." He does so which lets you gently insert a finger, then two, then three. The texture was familiar and you pull back to see your slick fingers. "Binnie-hyung~ Did you really come in here for Chan-hyung?" He whines quietly and turns away from you. You place a kiss on his neck which has his breath hitch. "I- No, I did, Minho-Hyung asked me to...but before that I...tried to finger myself...didn't go well so I stopped and started my day..." "Awe, Binnie."

You hold his leg, inserting yourself into him again and his hand flies to his mouth to cover his noises, his eyes focused on the back of Chan's head. "Never thought I'd be here with you, Bunnie." He whimpers, you've always called him 'Binnie-Hyung' whenever you could and there was one point you slipped up and called him Bunny-hyung and it's stuck, but he liked it in this context, felt intimate and made him happy.

You gently rock into him, wrapping your arms around his waist to pull him closer. Your right arm under him, meaning to wrap around his chest, moved wrong and ended up wrapping around his neck. He whines with a gasp, you apologize and move but he put your arm back and pushed further back into you. You weren't as built as Changbin but he still clenched around you and moaned behind a bitten lip.

Rocking into him gently, his head falls back onto your shoulder, lips pressed tightly together as he hums, his lips parting a second later when you start thrusting into him slowly, pushing in harshly every couple seconds. He gasps when each thrust is into his prostate but he needs more, grip around your wrist tightening as he tried to rock back into you, wanting you to go faster but it shakes the bed and you move your hand to hold his hip.

"Settle, Binnie. You don't want Hyung to wake up, do you?" The whine he lets out is pathetic as he stutters out a small 'no', contradicting himself without realizing. "You do, don't you?" You thrust sharply, the bed jolting and he gasps. "N-No, wait..." He protests before whimpering when you pull out.

"Mn..." "Hold on, Binnie." You crawl over him, rolling Chan onto his back and Binnie starts whispering for you to not wake him.

You ignore him, rubbing Chan's chest and brushing his hair away from his face. "Channie~ Hyungie, wake up." Changbin's ramblings have stopped and you look over to see him staring at you. "What?" His eyes move to where you've moved to straddle Chan and you chuckle. "Binnie." He hums mindlessly and you shake your head, going back to trying to wake Chan up.

He stirs, rubbing his eyes and brushing his hair back before looking up at you. "Oh, Good Morning." He smiles lightly, hands falling onto your thighs and you smile. "Good Morning." "You...are still very much naked..." "I am. Someone else is too~" You smirk, looking over to Changbin and Chan follows your gaze, he's pulled his knees up and covered himself which you didn't like, reaching over to pull his knee towards you but he fights you. "Binnie, spread." You say sternly and he listens but his hands stay put.

"Shit..." You giggle at Chan, getting off of him and pushing the blanket away. "Come here." You gesture towards Chanbin who sits up, still covering himself. You move him onto Chan's lap and take his wrists, holding them behind him. "Mn-" "It's okay, Hyung." Chan's hands are now on Changbin's thighs, rubbing the skin softly from his knees up to his hips.

"I-I wanted to..." Changbin started but he stopped, looking away from Chan and you. "What is it, Bin?" Chan asked gently, inhaling sharply when you moved the rapper slightly to wrap a hand around his length to get him hard. "I-I wanted...Mn to fuck me." "Aw, Bunnie...I will, but look at him~" You purr, placing you hand on top of Chan's on Changbin's hip and looking down at your Hyung, head thrown back as you fist his tip, soft pants leaving his mouth as he moves to bend his knees slightly. You giggle when he bucks his hips and Changbin lurches forward slightly, catching himself with one hand on the bed and the other on Chan's chest.

"How about...you ride our Hyung for a little bit before I give you what you want. I can fuck you while you fuck Chan." He bit his lip, silencing a moan as his head drops, nodding rapidly.

"P-Please, just do something." Chan begs, his hips squirming in your hold and you laugh. "Settle, Channie." You pat his thigh before pulling Changbin to sit up again, moving onto your knees. You guide Chan to his slick hole and Chan protested like you did before you simultaneously pushed him in and brought Changbin's hips down. Changbin gasps, eyes squeezed shut as Chan groans, hand gripping his hip.

"Ah~ So...t-tight..." Chan mutters, face flushed red as he throws his head back again with a moan. Changbin is still other than small sharp inhales, he couldn't help but whine, finally parting his lips as he exhales a small moan.

'Hyung is so big. So full.' He thinks, he spiraled so fast he didn't realize he started rocking his hips, small moans and whines leave his parted lips. "You sound so cute, Bunnie. Does Chan-Hyung feel good?" "Mhm...s-so good..." He mutters, looking over to you and you smirk. His eyes brimming with tears and there's an all too familiar shine behind his blown pupils as you smirk.

"Aw, feels good, Bunnie?" He nods, tears falling as you lean forward, you bite his shoulder, he yelps at the sharp pain and more tears fall. You pull back, kissing his tears away before kissing him fully. He gasps when your tongue takes over, hips picking up speed before he lifts himself slightly. Chan's grip tightens on his hips as he thrusts up to meet the others hips, hitting his prostate with each thrust.

Watching them, you feel a bit left out but at the same time it was an amazing sight. Pulling away, you push Changbin forward by his shoulders, he catches himself, hands either side of the other head and his face turned impossibly more red, his ears and neck joining as well. He never thought he'd be in the position but at the current moment, he could barely think.

Chan's right hand moves to Changbin's chin, pulling his bottom lip out from his teeth before leaning up and kissing him. The moan that leaves Changbin was swallowed by Chan before you repositioned Chan's hips and pushed into him slowly. His hips falter, a gasp separating him from Changbin who leans into the crook of Chan's neck.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum..Shit..." He groans, the tightness of Changbin around his cock and you filling him up was such a delightful sensation.

A few thrusts later and he stills, pulling Changbin's hips flush against him and you kept thrusting into his prostate, helping him through his high. Changbin cums onto Chan's stomach a moment later as well, both panting heavily and Changbin letting out small whines.

Chan thrusts up into Changbin a few seconds later, causing him to yelp. "Y-Your still h-hard?" He asks bewildered as he pushes himself up. The older one smiles sheepishly. "Y-Yeah."

You've already pulled out, stroking yourself a couple times before your tip was where the two are connected, they both gasp, Changbin turning his head around towards you as Chan leans up on his elbows. "Wh-What are you doing?" You lean into Changbin's shoulder, kissing it before speaking. " 'm sorry..." You mutter pulling away. You knew it was a step too far but the thought of rubbing against Chan inside Changbin made you twitch and you zoned at at the potential feeling.

"Wait, what's wrong?" Chan asks concerned. "The sight back here is...so good..." You spread Changbin's ass, watching how some of Chan's cum leaks out and drips down his shaft. "I got ahead of myself and wanted to feel the both of you at the same time." You pull your hands away, shaking your head. "But I don't want to hurt you. Especially with the schedule tonight." "Y-You want to...be inside at the same time?" "Y-Yeah, but it's also your first time bottoming I don't-" "Please." He interrupted and both you and Chan looked at him in shock.

"But I promised I would fuck you too." "You are, technically." "O-Okay." He leans back onto Chan as you rest a hand on his lower back. "This is gonna hurt, y'know." "Yeah, I know..." "Chan?" He nods with a smile, arms wrapping around the other as you line yourself up. "Just relax, Bunnie, okay?" He did his best to relax as you decided to reach over to the night stand for the lube from last night, definitely gonna have to get Minho a new bottle as well, before squirting some on your hand and Changbin's hole.

Spreading the cold liquid along your length, you line up again, looking up to Chan for a moment. "Kiss him." You mutter and Chan gets the message, kissing him slowly as you push your tip in slowly. He stretches further and you pull a somewhat muffled scream out of him, he pulls back and Chan kisses where he can reach, distracting him and keeping him relaxed as you push further in. "Fuck, Fuck...ah~ so...so- ha~" His brain can't process words fast enough as he feels dizzy, the stretch is painful but as you stop and rub his back after every push and Chan's kisses, the pain turns into pleasure and he's moaning into Chan's shoulder. "S' full... shi- ah~" His whines and whimpers were so cute.

Eventually you push all the way to the hilt, reaching up and rubbing Changbin's back. "How you feeling?" "I don't-" He exhales sharply before whining. "Full...i-it hurts..." You immediately became worried and went to slowly pull out but he stops you. "N-No, No! Good, 's good. Don't...Don't pull out." "You sure?" "Yeah."

You thrust experimentally, pulling a gasp from both of them. Chan gripping Changbin's thigh with one hand and the other trying to find a place to settle, you grab it, holding it on Changbin's back. "Fuck." Chan groans, his head thrown back.

You groan, dropping your head and watching as you push back in slowly, starting a gentle pace that pulls more noises out of the two. The sight was definitely something, he was stretched so wide, you and Chan moan in unison when you thrusted and Changbin clenched around you.

You pull back slightly, applying a little more lube before pushing in and going at a much faster speed. The two beneath you moan and Chan yelps, Changbin had bitten into his shoulder. "S-Sorry, Y-You're door is s-still open..." You glance over to it, it looks wider than the last time you looked at it but you shook it off.

Chan's hips started bucking slowly with your thrusts and his grip on your hand and Changbin's hip got tighter. "Oh~ God, you go any faster I'm gonna cum..." He mutters. Smirking, you do as such, picking up the slightest amount of speed.

A second later, he's cumming inside the rapper again, an amused look on your face when it's Changbin's name he moans as he finishes. Changbin clenches as tight as possible and his thighs shake, you reach around, stroking him a few times before he's cumming on Chan's stomach again.

"Fuck...You still haven't cum yet?" Changbin asks and you laugh nervously. Chan then leans towards Changbin's ear, muttering something before the other nods. "Mn, pull out." "S-slowly...please." Changbin cut in, you and Chan chuckling softly before doing as such, him moaning at the emptiness.

You're pulled to the edge of the bed and the air is taken out of your lungs. You thought Chan looked good on his knees for your but him and Changbin? You were dead. You could've cum the moment Changbin took your tip into his mouth and Chan licked at your shaft. Chan pulls back, moving to bite your thigh as the other took you down his throat. You realize that he wasn't as experienced with this like Chan as he pulled away and started coughing. "Go slow, Hyung." He nods, going back down on you as you thread a hand through his hair.

Changbin picks up speed as Chan sits up on his knees and kisses you, hand moving up to graze his nails over your abdomen, near your base. "Mmh, Fuck, gonna-" Chan pulls Changbin off and they attack either side of your shaft, alternating taking your tip before your finally cumming into Chan's mouth, head thrown back and gripping the bed.

Changbin whines, he wanted to taste you, but his disappointment turns into shock when Chan releases you with a pop and kisses him, sharing your release with him and they both moan. It was honestly messy and gross but really hot, spit and cum dripping down their chins but Chan seemed to be addicted to kissing Changbin, your cum long been swallowed as they just make out.

You release a breathy laugh, panting as you try to catch your breath and leaning your head back you catch something at the door. It's definitely wider since you last looked and you just barely saw a shoe step back and something on the floor.

You pat Chan's head, trying to get his attention. "Let him breath, Hyung." He pulls away, smiling sheepishly as you step around them to go close the door.

Looking into the hall, you hear a little chatter in the living room before you hear a cuss, turning the other way, you see Felix's door slam shut and you find it odd before looking down to see what you saw from the bed. Chuckling darkly you shake your head, taking one last look to Felix's door before you used a shirt near Chan's hamper to wipe up the few drops of what you believe is to be cum.

Walking back to the bed, you notice the two already cuddled under Chan's blanket. You guys have to prepare for the fan meet soon but what harm will come from a couple more hours of sleep.

You crawl in behind Changbin, wrapping your arms around him and pulling him as much as you can into your chest. "Will you be okay tonight?" "Yeah, I'll just...sleep the soreness away..." He mumbles and you smile, kissing his cheek before your left arm draped over Chan as well and you all slept for another hour and a half.

Later, you couldn't help but smirk at rehearsals every time you looked at Felix and he'd find every which way to not look at you or his Hyung's, hiding his very obvious blush.

*Extra big gasp of air* *screams incoherent* OhMyGodIHonestlyDidn'tKnowHowToEndThisButThenItWentPowAndIFoundAnEndingPlusACliffhangerEnding

*cough* Anyway, Changbin's chapter is here and 😮��💨 now to decide on either doing the 'how it started' chapters or the next one...which is obviously...........Jeongin.....No, kidding, it's Felix 😅

I'm finishing this at 5:06am so Imma go pass out and if this is as good as I think it is, Imma be overwhelmingly excited to see my tumblr notifications.

I really hope you enjoyed Changbin's Chapter 😁

Feedback and comments are of course welcome. It makes me like incredibly happy knowing that my creativity when it comes to writing is actually really good and I'm not just weird 😅

Also, I added the first tag of this post to the other chapters incase the links I eventually post just decide to not work for some reason. I have link problems sometimes, it's weird.

#Sleeping Around by James #random #bleh #stray kids #straykids #stray kids x male reader #seo changbin x male reader #bang chan x male reader #bang chan #seo changbin #stray kids smut

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cozytief · 2 months ago

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Hongjoong "You're on your worst behavior"

Hello ^_^ More hard boi thoughts. Enjoy <3

Hongjoong needs to get everyone ready. M/N makes that impossible.

DM/Requests open.

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In no way does this represent Hongjoong irl or his actual personality. This is fiction.

TW: Gay, Kissing/Make out, Grinding, Implied quickie?

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Hongjoong sighed as he rushed Wooyoung towards the makeup artist. “Wooyoung-ah, I told you already to get your makeup done,” The younger male gave a random excuse, sitting as instructed. Hongjoong sighed as he noticed San fighting with Mingi. Both bickering over who’d been on the couch first. “San-ie, please get dressed, we’re late. Mingi-ah, go get your makeup done,” Both grumbled at the words. “Hongjoong-Hyung, can you please help me?” M/N voice echoed from one of the dressing rooms. Sighing, Hongjoong sent Seonghwa a look. “I’ll get them together, go help M/N-ie,” Hongjoong smiled softly at Seonghwa before making his way towards the younger. “M/N-ah?” He questioned, knocking on the stall.

The stall door opened and Hongjoong was roughly pulled in. His eyes trailing over the other. The outfit the designers had chosen was tight fitting. It was different from the usual loose good boy outfit the younger was always put in. Hongjoong smiled, letting his hands trail over the other’s outfit. “This looks great, M/N-ie,” The said male giggled. “Thanks, Hyung,” Without another word, M/N turned. He reached back, pulling Hongjoong’s arms around him to reach his jean zipper and button. “I need help getting it zipped,” Hongjoong felt breathless, carefully playing with the other’s zipper. “You’re on your worst behavior,” The words making M/N giggle.

“Am I?” His head turning to catch Hongjoong’s lips in a kiss. The other groaned at the action, pulling M/N back against him. M/N simply whimpered at the other’s action. M/N pulled away first, breathing heavy. “Hyung,” The breathless plea. Hongjoong didn’t waste a second in connecting their lips again. He turned M/N so they were finally facing each other. He pulled away to nip lightly at the younger’s neck. It took everything in him to not bruise the other’s neck. He wanted everyone to see what he could do to the other but he knew the makeup artists would kill him. “Hyung, I want more,” The blunt words making Hongjoong giggle. “I know, baby,” He allowed his hand to slip down to the other’s hard on. He gave a gentle squeeze, a sly smirk growing on his face.

A rough knock made Hongjoong pull back. “Joong-ah, they want us soon,” Seonghwa’s warning making him groan. “Tell them we need time,” M/N whispered in his ear quietly. Hongjoong smirked, eyes landing on M/N’s. Would they even have time for a quickie? He opened his mouth but paused as M/N gently played with his shirt, a silent plea. “We’ll be out soon, Hwa-ah,” Hongjoong muttered. He quickly dipped down to kiss M/N once more. “You’re a brat,” The words falling out between kisses. M/N simply hummed in agreement, grabbing the other tightly.

#hongjoong x male reader #hongjoong smut #hongjoong hard thoughts #x male reader #ateez scenarios #atz x reader #x male y/n #ateez oneshot #ateez x reader #atz #hongjoong x reader #hongjoong x y/n #hongjoong scenarios #hongjoong oneshot #savior seonghwa

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10-honglazia-24 · 1 year ago

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Wooyoung’s POP+ Live…Solo(?)

ミ★ oneshot

Pairing: Solo content, MxM interactions

Chapters: 1

Word count: ???

Rating: 18+, mature, legals only, mdni !

Genre: smut, solo smut, porn with a little plot, follow up plot

Warning/tag: idol!wooyoung, fan!viewers, masturbation, edging, praise, fingering, begging, idol!san, just POP+ live smut, wooyoung being teased by another member, wooyoung getting more than he bargained for, pervert san, ONLY anal fingering and jerking off, hair pulling, dirty talk, degrading, really foul, revenge edging

Summary: After teasing and observing San having some fun of his own, thank to a simple pair of shorts he had chosen to wear, Wooyoung himself gets worked up and can’t help but turn on a live and work himself over a little for his fan. Unlike the lovely machine he used in his last session, he’s got a different ‘toy’ to try.

Inspiration from: Ateez as Camboys (Pt. 1) written by @akistaytiny

Follow-up of: San’s POP+ Live Solo written by myself

After posting the picture up on his POP+ account, Wooyoung couldn’t help but bite his lip as he scrolled through the comments. Reading through the begging crowd of fans telling him to take care of himself and to share it with them. Just wanting to see his cock out for them. Some wanting him to use his machine again and others wanting the view of his cock more than penetration. He’d be lying if he had said the comments himself didn’t already have him leaving a damp spot in his shorts.

So, quickly pressing himself up off of his bed- He moves to the couch, sitting comfortably with phone in hand and going through to the functions to starting a live. The comments flooding with screams and the myriad of nicknames the fans had for the other.

“Wooooyoung!”

“Wooyoung-ie!”

“Babyboy!”

“Has our Wooyoung come to share?”

Wooyoug can’t help but giggle before greeting the fans with a smile as he tosses his bangs aside. “Hellooo~ Your Wooyoung is here~ I couldn’t help myself, so I came to see you guys.”

As Wooyoung speaks and is watching the comments, he sees the fans notice very well enough that his other hand is occupied. Only holding his phone where they came see his face and shoulders…Other hand obviously working on his cock. Slow form strokes as he notes his lip.

“Wooyoung please show us~”

“PLEEEEEASE”

“Babyboy you promised you’d share~”

“Don’t tease us like you did Sannie”

Wooyoung couldn’t help but give a breathless laugh, sighing out as he leans back against the couch more. Blonde bangs falling to cover one of his eyes as he did so. Biting his lip as his hand begins to move faster. Cheating rising as he bites back a moan.

“You want to see~? Okay.” With flushed cheeks he finally tilts the phone down to show only his hand wrapped around his length. Moaning out softly as he teased at the slit with his thumb. A sheen layer around his cock and his fingers, lubing himself with his own precum. Only moments into admiring the scene, Wooyoung entertains his fans some more before spitting onto his cock to lube himself up some more. Another needy moan falling from his lips. Loud sighs of pleasure resonating from him as he takes turns between stroking himself and fondling his balls. With already flushed cheeks he looks back down to see the comments.

“Ugh, Wooyoung do that again~”

“you’re so hot Wooyoung”

“That’s so sexy~”

“Wooyoung-ie spit on your cock again please~?”

With a sheepish smile gathering at his lips, he does just as he’s requested. Spitting onto his cock again and stroking himself even faster.

“Wooyoung listens so well~”

“He’s a good boy. Right?”

“Wooyoung-is is our good boy~”

There’s a whimper that threatens to spill from the others lips. Slowly moving his hips to meet with the motions of his own hands. But the longer he watches the comments, the more he can’t hide the sounds.

“Y-Yes…I’m your good boy~…I- I like you to watch me…T-tell me how to do it…W-Wanna be good for you…”

“Wooyoung-ie is being so good for us~”

“So good for ATINY 🤭”

“Mmm~, A-ATINY…what should I do now? Tell me..” There’s a desperate tone in Wooyoung’s words now. Licking his lips as hungry eyes look down to the comments and he sees a few directing him to undress himself a little more. “Take them off? Okay-“

He then take his hand from his cock. Now moving to prop his phone up onto the table that was in front of the sofa. Making sure there was a better view for the fans. He pushes off his little black shorts first, revealing that there wasn’t even any underwear on underneath. Now propping his feet on the couch- Knees up and holding his legs spread to give the fans a full view. Showing off his pink hole and everything above. Hand quickly coming back down to begin stroking himself again. He kept the comments open once he knew the angle was good so he can focus more on seeing them rather than seeing himself…And that’s when he saw it…A certain comment but not from a fan…

“Lose the shirt.”

Wooyoung swallows seeing the highlighted comment, and more than familiar username. His legs closing slightly but his hand never stopped.

“S-San-ah I thought you were sleeping?”

It’s then that Wooyoung swears he can feel the other smirk from beyond the walls.

“Sannie!”

“Oh my god.. what’s happening now.”

“Is San going to help Wooyoung too?”

“Mmm, should I return the favor?”

There’s a whimper that falls from Wooyoung’s lips. Closing his eyes as he refuses to look at the comments for a moment. It was one thing getting to tease San- But the other was usually never bold enough to counter in such a way. He already knew San had watched his lives and even though he never commented until he had fucked himself into his machine, and now- The thought had been lingering in the back of his mind ever since. Why was he feeling this way?

“Be a good boy, Woo~ Didn’t you say to give them what they want?”

“Yes, please take off the shirt”

“We want to see everything babyboy~”

“Pleeeease~?”

With a defeated whine Wooyoung does as he’s requested- Removing his shirt and dropping it to the floor. His entire nakedness now brought into view for the fans now…And San.

“Spread your legs more- Show me your hole again?”

“Ahhh Sannie!?”

“Ah~ Sannie couldn’t sleep because of Wooyoung”

“🤭🤭🤭”

Not even able to recognize any other comments aside from San’s at the moment, Wooyoung feel his face grow hotter. Biting his lips and doing jsut as he was told. Spreading his legs more. Showing off his weeping cock and puffy hole.

“Fuck, that looks tight- But I’ve seen what you can put in~”

Wooyoung’s body shivers and his cock is seeping even more precum at the thought. His hole and cock twitching just at the thought. Hole already aching for something more. But he didn’t want to use any toys this time. He wanted to push himself with his own hands. He wanted to feel skin and warmth.

“Wooyoung-ie, you know what we want~”

“Wooyoung, be good and give yourself a finger”

“You’re being such a good boy, do what they say”

“But don’t touch anything else. Just your hole”

Wooyoung is craning his head back with a whine. Before uttering a soft ‘okay’ and he brings his fingers to his mouth. Two of them, shoving them past plush lips and sucking on them slowly at first…Before it’s a slobbery mess, drool coming down the corner of his mouth.

It’s then that a bold and devious idea crosses the others mind…

“Mmm- San~…Mm, Atiny…San-ah~…” The other suddenly begins to moan around his fingers. The list rushing straight to his head as he’s loud and vulgar with his actions. Drooling going down his hand as he soaked his fingers.

“Fuck. Wooyoung-“

“Wooyoung-ie if I was there-“

“🤤🤤🤤”

“💞💞💞”

“Such a good boy look at that mess”

“🥵🥵🥵”

“San, are you seeing this???”

“San-ah, Wooyoung is being so bad because you’re here now”

“Sannie???”

Wooyoung couldn’t help but smirk a bit around his fingers. Seeing San’s sudden silence in the chat, he felt like he had earned himself a win. Now taking his sopping fingers from his mouth, astring of saliva following, as he brings them down to play with his hole. Circling one of the digits around his rim. Watching the comments roll in even faster. Now begging him to put a finger in.

“I’m supposed to be begging you, Atiny~…But okay, okay I’ll do it.” Wooyoung promises in a breathless chuckle before slowly slipping a finger inside. Brows knotting slightly and mouth gaping to let a moan spill from his lips.

He’s fucking himself now.

Working a single finger in and out, nice and slow for his viewers. Glossy eyes coming open to watch the next string of comments…Still not seeing San…Instead. He hears his door suddenly open, and with a gasp, he slams his legs shut, before he realizes who it is.

“Wooyoung-?”

“What’s wrong-?”

“Who came in!?”

“😖 Oh no he’s in trouble”

“Baby??? 🥺”

But it’s soon they see the huge nervous grin gathering at Wooyoung’s lips as he glances to the camera then back to the figure that entered his room. Now spreading his legs again. Biting his lips as his eyes stayed glued towards the direction of his door. Continuing what he was doing before. Eyes glued to whoever had entered the room.

“Come see your fans~…” He moans. “They want to know who couldn’t help themselves-“

It’s then that the fan are finally able to see San. Making his way into view as he takes a seat on the couch next to Wooyoung. Immediately taking a hold of the others chin and claiming his lips in a messy kiss. For a moment it’s just that. A hungry, desperate exchange of lips as Wooyoung’s hands never stopped touching himself. His eyes though were open, glancing to the comments as he smirked into the kiss before gently pushing the other away with the hand that was previously on his cock.

“D-don’t be rude…Greet my fans.” He says and San mutters something before looking to the camera with a smirk. Licking his lips before running fingers through his hair.

“Hello everyone~ It’s better to see me here right?” He asks and his eyes are immediately scanning the comments with a smile.

“SAN?!”

“That was so hot..Do you guys kiss a lot?!”

“Sannie, I won’t be able to make it much longer with you here…”

San chuckles, glancing back to see Wooyoung who was back in his own world. Head tilted back against the couch as his hand was slow around his cock. Working himself open with a second finger now.

“We kiss sometimes…But not like That- Not in a Long time…Wooyoung gets shy. But it’s cute~”

As San was having his little conversation with the viewers, he can’t help but laugh hearing a strained ‘shut up’ from the one behind him. Now licking his mouth again as he moves back to the couch.

“Should we help him cum?”

San looks to the comments- And feels his face heats up at the last he reads.

“Of course we’re going to let him cum!”

“Babyboy deserves it”

“Sannie, he’s so cute, you heard him~”

“What do you wanna do with him, Sannie? 🤭”

“What do I wanna do with him..?” San repeats and he slowly looks to Wooyoung, who is now raising his head from the couch, looks at San with anxious eyes.

He can see something flicker in San’s eyes.

Something dangerous.

But at the same time the same anxiousness.

It’s then that Wooyoung retracts his hands, now moving to press his lips to San’s for a moment before moving to whisper in his ear…

“Hey!!”

“Wooyoung-ie, Tell us too!”

“:( that’s not fairrrr”

“Maybe they’ll tell us later”

“Wooyoung is such a tease-“

In the moments of the fans comments rolling in, the two are changing positions. San taking Wooyoung’s place on the couch as he pushes his sweatpants down just far enough to show off his erection. Wooyoung now moving to straddle San’s lap in the reverse cowgirl position. Carefully straddling the others length so that it’s nestled between his cheeks. The smaller immediately but slowly beginning to rock his hips. Causing a groan to escape from his lips. San’s hands immediately coming up up to grip at the others waist. Slowly exploring the smallers body, traveling over every dip and curve before gripping his thighs. Teasing up and down along them before one of his hands finally comes to wrap around Wooyoung’s length.

“H-ha…Fuck~…Y-yes…” Wooyoung sighs out as he told his head back with a soft moan. Letting his eyes fall closed as he feels the soft hand, firmly jerking his cock.

“Does it feel good? Y-Yeah?” San can be more heard than seen speaking with ragged breathes as his free hand continues feeling up the other.

“Mm, feels good…” He then lifts his head to bring his attention back to the comments. “I-Is this good? Are you guys okay with th-this?”

“Woo, baby is that a real question?”

“I’m about to finish twice because of you two~”

“Please, please let us see a replay”

“I can’t stop touching myself”

Wooyoung can’t help but give a breathless laugh before turning his head to relay the things the fans are saying. Completely amused. Excited. Aroused. He felt absolutely exposed to his viewers to his friend and he loved it. The feeling of being craved and watched by so many eyes…In the moment, it was the greatest high he could ever imagine. In private, yeah they would help each other. Kiss. Get creative. But never have they done it in an audience before…

“I’m glad ATINY our enjoying themselves…Getting to cum and feel good because of us~…Our own little good girls and boys~” San adds and even though he’s mentioning the fans the words have Wooyoung’s body shivering.

“Wooyoung-ah?”

“H-Huh?”

“Can I put one of my fingers in..? Maybe…”

Wooyoung’s mind short circuits at the question. San’s fingers inside him. They’d never done that before…But how could he complain? Biting his lip only thinking for a moment, he spreads his legs before looking up to see the comments wanting the same thing.

“D-do it…Wanna cum for ATINY…from your fingers…Th-they want to see it too.” He says in almost a whisper as he squirms and readjusts in the others lap. Giving him a better position to let his fingers meet his hole.

But he doesn’t feel his fingers there, no.

Instead there’s two fingers prodding at his lips and Wooyoung is parting plump folds to take in the two digits. His gaze set on the camera as he slowly works his tongue around the other fingers. Moaning shamelessly around them as San’s hand continues working his length. San’s fingers fondling and pressing against Wooyoung’s tongue as the sensation and the sound of it all of course got him even harder. It’s then that San’s hand now is picking up the pace when he notices the change in his pitch…and the pace of his hips. Wooyoung’s ass gave his cock more attention the more SAN’s hand jerked and played with his cock for the camera. Peering over to see what he could of the comments and loving that the audience was getting the best view there was: Wooyoung’s face. His cock. But the fans couldn’t quite see his hole anymore. Not with it rubbing against San’s length the way it was.

“Wooyoung~ The fans want to hear you get more vocal~…You’ve called their name a lot…Say my name.” San bites his lip just at the thought, now slowly pulling his fingers from the other mouth and Wooyoung shakes his head.

Only grinds his ass harder against San’s length. Making the other throw his head back with a curse, and tugging on Wooyoung’s cock in a particular way that has him giving a similar reaction.

“F-fuck… Wooyoung.. Please- J-just once…Say my name, please…”

Despite San’s obvious begging, he’s ditching the others length and grabbing a handful of his balls. Roughly tugging and fondly them. Smacking at them before doing the same to his swaying, weeping cock.

“Haa~ Agh~ Agh God- F-fuck- Oh~” Wooyoung squirmed in the others lap. Hips shamelessly bucking into his hand and grinding back against the leaking cock that was nestled between his cheeks.

“Just say my name already- Fuck, man cmon~ Cmon Wooyoung- Cmon…”

As if with emphasis on each word, San is thrusting his hips more, chasing his own high as he fucks himself between Wooyoung’s asscheeks. Relentlessly abusing the others cock still. Wooyoung still denying the other What he wanted as he muffles his own moans tucking his lips in.

“Waaah, Sannie is getting his revenge ~”

“Is he though? Wooyoung still won’t say his name 🤭”

“Wooyoung sounds so pretty either way~ I’m so jealous~”

“Sannie looks like he’s about to go in!!!”

San notices the comment and smiles. “Thank you you’re right. Maybe if I put it inside him-“ San groans slowing the pace of his hips, now moving a hand up to grab a handful of the others hair, yanking his head back. “Is that what I need to do, Woo? Use my cock like your little machine?”

Followed by the yelp he made when his hair was pulled, and San finally shoving those two wet fingers inside of him- Wooyoung whimpers and there it is:

“S-San~…San, San, San~…”

San’s name slipping from his lips in the most pathetic and delicious tone.

“HE SAID IT!”

“😭 I’m really jealous now.”

“Oh Wooyoung-ie do it again you’re so cute~!”

“Just let it feel good”

San’s action stutter for a moment as he sees the sudden highlighted familiar user pop up in the spam of comments- It wasn’t long before the fans themselves were confirming the other presence for them.

“Seonghwa 🫶🫶🫶!!!”

“Seonghwa, you like to watch?!”

“Shhh~ Atiny I love you💞, but let’s focus on them. Don’t miss it.”

“😭 Awh!!”

“Wooyoung’s face Looks so cute right now!”

“Wooyoung actually gets shy when we watch~ I can’t help it.”

“He’s so loud, I like to see what he’s doing”

“Look at how cute~ San is doing a good job.”

San can’t help but smirk as he sees the comments. Or the arousal that’s ripping through every nerve.

“Do you see that Wooyoung? Seonghwa thinks it’s cute too..He’s watching us~ Watching you. Th-the way you sound- Fuck~…C-Cum for them Wooyoung…”

Wooyoung’s mind was a haze. Sans voice almost muffled in his ears, but it was those very words that were throwing him closer to the edge. San’s hand tight around his cock. His fingers mercilessly working his hole, shoving themselves knuckles deep again again. And they were all watching. His fans. His members even…Everyone. Everyone was watching him. Seonghwa for sure was watching him. But who else…?

“C’mon Wooyoung~…Cmon baby, be a good boy~ Wanna see you cum- P-please…So close..Fuck- Fucking cum, Woo, fucking make a mess on all over my fingers…Want to taste it.”

That was his breaking point. With his hands coming around to grip the red locks behind him, he’s crying out in a string of high moans. San’s teeth sinking into his neck without a second thought and it’s the prettiest cry he’s ever heard from Wooyoung when the smaller cums all over his hand. Panting raggedly as he bucks his hips. San helping milk every last drop from him. Not being able to tell from all the sweat that had gathered there, San’s own release was running down the smaller’s back, slowly grinding his softening cock against the mess.

“That was amazing~”

“Oh…Oh wow…”

“I feel dizzy…San, Wooyoung that was amazing…”

“You two were so cute~”

“Hongjoong heard you too”

“They were so loud, that’s what I love”

“So fucking pretty 💞💞💞”

“You should do more lives together, please 😭”

With exhausted smiles, Wooyoung and San read through the comments. Wooyoung resting back to chest in San’s lap. San’s hands still lazily roaming Wooyoung’s body, before he’s taking out his own phone to begin scrolling through comments from his own subscription. The two of them eventually taking turns getting up and going to clean themselves off before inevitably deciding a shower was the better option.

“Are you going to shower together!?”

“Woosannie shower time?”

“Post pictures pleeeease~”

“Just one!”

Wooyoung giggle as he finished reading the comments. Running his fingers through his hair one more time as he entertained a few more questions.

“Maybe~ We’ll see. I have to go clean up now. Thank you all for coming and spending time with me today.” He says before blowing a kiss to the camera, then leaning to whisper. “And for bringing San too.”

And with that, he giggles before closing out the live. Now making his way to the shower that he did in fact share with San. A little while later the two entertaining the fans requests and posting a picture of the two of them in the shower. Just the view of each others hands on the others cocks.

They finished up and San was going to go back to his room after chatting with Wooyoung for a bit- But a soft knock at the door would interrupt their conversation…

#ateez smut #ateez fanfic #ateez san #ateez wooyoung #kpop smut #ateez hard hours #ateez x fans #ateez camboys

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cutseychangies · 1 year ago

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As sweet as can be.

Chaeyoung x fem reader

waking up to eaten by Chaeyoung.

Words: 550

Moving in with Chaeyoung was the best decision you’ve made. Everyday was like a dream come true, spending your days with Chaeyoung was like living on cloud 9, you hope you 2 stay like this forever.

The best parts are sleeping together. The cozy nights is your favorite way to end the day, you could stay in bed forever with Chaeyoung, she always loved to spoon you.

“Good night y/n.” Chae yawned, as she gave you a peak on the lips. Turning off the night light, as she reaches for your waist. Chae is so used to sleeping while holding you, she believes she wouldn’t be able to sleep without you.

You held Chaeyoung’s hand as you to drifted to sleep, admiring the warmth of each other.

Every morning you’d wake up to Chae’s kisses but this morning was..different. As the sun was starting to rise, the golden tint hit your room, you had felt the sensation of your panties getting slid off. You wake up, slightly confused, only to see Chaeyoung below you. She starts kissing your thighs, and nibbles on them, you giggle a bit, the feeling being a bit ticklish.

“Ch-changieee.. what are you doinng..” You said. “Relax baby..I thought we could shake things up this morning.” She caresses your legs, continues kissing them leaving little marks. You feel yourself get wetter and wetter, as Chaeyoung is kissing you everywhere but the place you need it the most. You groaned, you started to grow a bit impatient. “C-can you start..putting your mouth on..there?”

“On where baby?” She smirked. She knew what you wanted but wanted you to admit it. “C’mon baby, you’re a big girl, use your words.” If there anything Chaeyoung loved it was teasing you.

You heavily blushed. “C-can you start putting your mouth on my..pussy..”

Chaeyoung gave your thigh another kiss. “There we go, good girl. You see that wasn’t so hard was it~?” She holds your hips down, and starts kissing your clit from top to bottom. She rubs your thighs, as you let out soft whimpers that fill the room. Chaeyoung trails down your dripping cunt, and buries her tongue deep in your wet entrance.

“Mmh..ch-changie..” You whimpered her name, the feeling of her tongue is driving you crazy, you take a handful of her hair and firmly gasp it. “You taste so sweet baby.. I could do this all day.” Chaeyoung pulls out a finger, inserts into your wet slit, pumping her finger in and out. This added another sensation that was making you nuts. You tugged her hair even firmer. “Chaeyoung.. I’m..im so fucking close..” you breathed out.

“C’mon, cum for me y/n, be a good girl and cum for Chaeyoungie will you~?”

The praise was your final straw. You had came on Chaeyoung’s mouth, Chae drinking up your sweet juices, while riding out your high with her fingers. You frantically gasped for air, trying to catch your breath.

“Good job Y/n-ie..” she gets closer to your face, giving you a big kiss on the lips, having to taste some of your juices on her mouth as she pats your head”

“C’mon,get up I want you to sit on my face next.” You were sitting trying to calm down, you didn’t know if you were able to make it for round 2.

#Chaeyoung #chaeyoung x reader #chaeyoung smut #twice #twice x y/n #twice x reader #twice smut #smut #fanfic #kpop fanfic #girl group #writer #kpop smut #twice x fem reader #Chaeyoung x fem reader #fem reader

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yunohentai · 1 year ago

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Warning: Riding, Breast play, dom!reader, sub!idol, degreading, use of toys, they're dating, completely consensual, sobbing and moaning, he whimpers (alot), mommy kink,

heeseung's cock was buried inside your walls, as you continued to ride him. you were on top of him holding him down, one of your hands were holding both of his hands above his head while the other one was flicking his nipples as you moaned. the boy was so overwhelmed with the pleasure that he was crying and whining, trying to free his hands to hold you but tonight you were pissed at him and you were not going to let him have fun.

"need to remind you that you are mommy's fuck toy." she breathed out into his ear, pulling out the nipple clamp and rope from the drawer as she tied up his hands to the bed, he was whimpering and whining non stop just trying to get some friction on his hard cock. "not so easily baby." you said and while giggling & put on the nipple clamps on him. in the start it was fine but then you tightened it.

heeseung started sobbing and moaning your name but it didn't soften you, because your boyfriend has been an ass lately. so bratty and even flirting in front of you with other girls. "you've been a fucking slut just for mommy's attention right baby? so why are you sad now that you have it?" she said and slapped his face, he moaned your name again. "its mommy for you, baby." you slapped again.

"s-sorry m-o-mmy-" the needy boy whimpered under you as you kissed his swollen lips. "so, tell me what you have learned today. that'll make me decide if you should come or not." you whispered in your husky voice, as he looked at you, his face was tear streaked as more tears came out of his eyes. "mommy can use me whenever she wants to.. i'm mommy's fuck toy." heeseung said as you smiled.

sitting down in his lap, you took him inside you slowly and then started to move and bounce on him. heeseung was a moaning mess, his cock was really sensitive but all he wanted right now was to come so he didn't complain. more tears and moans left him, while you just moaned with your head thrown back. he wanted to play with your breasts but his hands were tied as he whined. "come inside me, heeseung-ie." you moaned out as his cock twitched inside you.

heeseung quickly released inside you as you also came a few seconds later. "you're such a nice toy for mommy." you praised as he smiled, looking completely fucked out with red cheeks. "so pretty" he moaned at your words as you sucked on his neck. "i'll let you fuck me this time" his lips parted as he looked down at your pussy excitedly and you just laughed at his behavior. "my little slut" you said.

a/n: hi guys this is an old post from my other account, i was going through it and it is still shadow banned so im reposting some fics from it :)

#nct smut #enhypen hard hours #enhypen smut #enhypen #enha x reader #enhypen imagine #heeseung x yn #heeseung smut #lee heeseung #jake smut #jay smut #sub!idol

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imjustagirl247 · 4 months ago

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Marquis de gramont P3

Just relax."- he says as you keep pushing back on his hand, slowly fucking yourself on his fingers. "I said relax."- he chuckles, lightly smacking your ass. You gasp, calming down immediately, surprised by his commanding tone and actions.You never thought your shy Vincent de Gramont would be handling you like this as you present yourself to him, to use you freely as he wants. But all he actually wants is to bring you pleasure like you've never felt before, making sure to ruin every man for you so you only belong to him. Eventually he speeds up, his fingers perfectly hitting your sweet spot and driving you insane, as you drip around him, the wet sounds are so loud that it makes you feel even more aroused. Vincent de Gramont leans down and unexpectedly starts kissing and gently biting the flesh on your ass as he holds your hip and ruts his fingers fast into you."Ah, ah,name/-name/ie, ah! Vincent de Gramont!"- you moan desperately as you tremble, squirting a fountain as he keeps on fucking into you, prolonging your orgasm as much as he can, teeth sinking into your flesh as you squirm under him."Oh…"- you're speechles when he pulls out, you can't feel your legs and your ears are ringing. "You with me, angel?"- Vincent de Gramont hovers above you as he caresses your head gently."That was the best orgasm ever."- you exhale."Told you I wanna make you feel better."- he smirks, hearing you praise him boosts his ego and makes his cock twitch and throb painfully inside his tight boxers."Is there more?"- you chuckle making him laugh and he gently turns you to lay on your back. "If you want, I can offer more special massages."- he smirks as his eyes roam all over your body, his hands squeezing your thighs and massaging them gently. You look down to see his dick straining in his pants. He follows your eyes and looks down too, just as you hook your fingers in his pants. "I want your cock,name/ie."- you say as you slowly slide his pants down."You do?"- he looks a bit surprised and you giggle. "Mhm."- you say as you finally free him. "Oh."- you gasp. "You're a grower."- you add with a smirk."Oh shut up."- he looks embarrassed suddenly and you start giggling again. "Come here and kiss me first."- you say and his eyes soften as he leans down to kiss you sloppily, your tongues crashing against each other, his heavy cock pressed against you. "So pretty."- you bite on his lip as your hands wrap around his length. "What, my cock?"- he chuckles. "Mhm. Want it so bad."- you whimper, and Vincent de Gramont groans lowly. "You can have it, angel. Anything you need."- he says as he slowly pushes inside you. "Mm. More."- your legs wrap around him, making him hit deeper as he keeps pushing his length inside you until he fills you up to the brim."Feeling relaxed?"- he asks, his hand coming up to brush your hair behind your ear and gently touch your face."Mhm, I have no thoughts at all."- you give him a smile and he chuckles quietly. "Then, let's keep it that way."- he says as he slowly starts sliding his cock against your walls. Vincent de Gramont keeps working hard to make you satisfied and relaxed, to get you into a state of pure bliss, even if it means putting his own pleasure at the back shelf as he makes you cum on his cock over and over again. He fucks you until you're shaking and crying, gripping at his biceps and clawing at his back, whimpering how sensitive you are, your pussy sloppy and shaped to fit his cock, which is when he finally lets go, cumming inside you hard, filling you up with his hot cum.And when you fall asleep in his arms, a small blissful smile on your face, Vincent de Gramont knows he has accomplished his mission. And he will do it again in a heartbeat, anything to make you feel better.

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diaryofaprettyprincess · 2 years ago

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really love the concept of dark!yandere!eddie just completely controlling every aspect of innocent!bimbo!reader’s life ... what she eats, what she wears, who she talks to, where she’s allowed to go (and not go), her plans for everyday & literally everything else about her life he can control .. makes my brain go brrrr

PLEASE OMG!!! this but with desperate!softdark!yandere!obsessed!eddie

also i didn’t check for errors (surprise surprise) so if there are any just ignore em <33

like one saturday afternoon when you're talking on the phone with one of your (extremely limited) friends, Katie (she's almost as naive as you, which is why eddie allowed you to be friends with her. she really is your only friend outside of eddie that you will hangout with or talk to. eddie isn't threatened because he knows that because of Katie's naivete, she won't see a problem with you or eddie's relationship or try to drag you away from him.) . you're sitting on eddie's lap on his bed, his lips kissing your neck and the exposed skin of your chest as you chat away, giggling and popping your pink bubblegum; twirling eddie's hair around your manicured finger mindlessly as he sucks marks onto your chest, kissing your lips when you take a small break from talking to hear what your friend has to say. other times, he's just staring at you lovingly, running his hands up and down your waist and smiling softly because he knows that you’re finally his and he has a hard time containing his obsessive love. you don't even pay any mind to his kisses, instead giggling about how one of the girl's on the cheer squad got caught lying to her best friend. you switch positions to be between eddie's legs, your back to him so you can stop him from kissing your lips because everytime he does you get a bit more spacey.

instead, he just rubs your shoulders as you fiddle with the phone wire, his lips kissing your neck softly, pecking lightly on your supple skin.

he can't keep his hands off of you.

again, you don't think much of it because he always does this kind of thing with you. he's obsessed with you and you know it, but you don't know just how obsessed with you he is.

he waited forever to have you (even if that did mean sending death threats to people that were interested in you (so literally everyone got threats in the mail to stay away from you 'or else') or literally beating them up so bad to where they quite literally almost died) and now that he finally does have you, he won't stop touching you in any way.

anyway, your friend Katie asked you to hang out at the mall later. you hum, "uhmm, lemme ask eds! be right back!"

you know you're gonna have to butter him up, because the last time you went out with your friends without eddie's permission he got really really angry (and scary), so, you plop the phone down on the bed, turning around as eddie briefly takes his hands off of you so you can adjust your self; kneeling between his thighs as you sing his name softly, "eeddiieee," your voice is extra sweet, and he can tell you want something (besides the fact that he picked up on blatant context clues; ie. you telling your friend you had to ask eddie first).

you wrap your arms around his neck, kissing his lips as you giggle when he holds the meat of your ass that is partially hanging out from under your short skirt.

"Katie asked me if i wanted to go to tha mall later, can i please go?" you pouted up at him, giving your best doe-eyes.

eddie frowned, "baby, you can't. i have practice for band tonight and you need to be there.." you whined, and he kissed your face (to which you let him of course). "go tell your friend you can't go." he said softly, kissing your pout.

"but you never let me go anywhere!" you whimper, eddie's hands cupping your face.

"i know, 'm a big meanie," he mocks your pout, making you whine stubbornly again. "y/n, stop. i'll take you shopping tomorrow." eddie speaks sternly now, which makes your brain feel like mush (more than it already feels like on a day to day basis).

"m'okay." you grumble, picking up the phone and breathing your answer into the reciever, "eddie says i can't go, he has band tonight.." you sigh, eddie's hands massaging your shoulders again-- bringing your hand up to his lips to lay a small kiss on your knuckle.

after you hang up you fall back onto him, nuzzling your face into his chest as you huff, letting eddie kiss the top of your head and then your lips once you look up at him as he runs his hands over your back gently, soothing you. <333

if you go anywhere he doesn't approve of, you come home to a scary eddie.

"where the fuck were you?" he asks from his seat on the couch, his voice hostile.

(this is one of the extremely tame nights. eddie one time slapped you and you wouldn’t talk to him for a day.. which just killed him)

you cringe slightly, "jus' at Maria's house!"

Eddie didn't like Maria.

Maria didn’t like Eddie, and she also had an older brother that always checked you out when you went over there. (eddie and you went to a party at Maria’s place a while back, and her brother kept on flirting with you (to which eddie threatened him (not in letter-form, right to his face) and it must’ve worked very well because he wouldn’t look at you the rest of the night; but that was only because eddie was there).

“I told you you can’t be friends with her anymore, y/n! And I don’t want you around her brother in any way!”

“but, we were just studying!!”

“i don’t give a fuck what you were doing, i said you weren’t allowed to hangout with her no matter what. you disobeyed me!”

at this point you had started to cry so he pulled you into his arms, kissing your head and talking softly, “i..i jus’ care about you, sweetheart. i don’t like Maria, and you trust me on my judgement, yeah?”

you nodded, sniffling.

“exactly. so i don’t want you around her, or at her place, mkay?” he laid soft kisses on your head.

“m’okay,” you hiccuped, and eddie cooed, picking you up and taking you to the bathroom so you both could take a bath together.

once you both were in the bath (your back rested against his tattooed front), he ran his fingers across your arm and up to your shoulder, kissing your shoulder softly.

you still wouldn’t look at him.

“princess, look at me,” he spoke soft and sweet again, making your body feel like butterflies were swarming in your system. you still didn’t look at him.

eddie sighed, brushing some wet hair that was stuck to your damp forehead away. “look at me, baby, please?”

finally, you looked at him, holding his left hand under the water and fiddling with the bulky skull ring.

“you know i love you so much, right?” again, with the soft, slow voice that made your body warm (even warmer in the bathtub). he pushed some hair away from your neck, kissing the damp skin with his soft lips. “hm?” he hummed against you, kissing your jawline and then your cheeks and lips until you finally gave in, a soft giggle leaving your throat.

“y-yeah,” you whined. your fingertips even felt the butterflies.

eddie pulled away, tracing your nose with this thumb softly, then dragging the pad of his finger down to your lips before using his pointer and thumb to hold your chin gently to make you look at him. his eyes were hooded slightly and filled with so much love and affection. the fogginess in the room causing your brain to malfunction further.

“right, so i’d never do anything to hurt you, okay? even when you think there’s nothing going on; like how Maria invites you over or whatever. sometimes that little brain of yours doesn’t understand some things so i need to point ‘em out to you..” he tapped your temple with his finger.

you thought to yourself for a minute.

“like how when Katie an’ I were at the mall ‘n she wanted to buy this really ugly skirt but i told her that it would make her look bad? like that?” eddie nodded along with your rambling, glancing at your lips then your eyes with his puppy-dog brown ones, absent-mindedly pushing some more hair out of your face and behind your ear. “because she got mad at me but i was just lookin’ out for her!” you defended, slightly exasperated.

“uhmm, yeah, exactly like that, baby.” he laughed a little, and his smile made your heart flutter.

“m’kay i won’t go around Maria anymore,” you decided.

“good. because if you do ‘m gonna be really angry, sweetheart. an’ you don’t wanna see me get angry again, do you?”

you shook your head quickly, and eddie smiled, bringing you in for a kiss.

eddie knows best, is what floated throughout your mind.

and you truly believed it. <//333

eddie will pick out what you wear, and what you need to eat.

on a day to day basis.

thankfully, you have input on what you wanna wear, but you have no input on what you wanna eat.

he wants you to enjoy yourself but let’s say you ate too many fruit snacks and he doesn’t want your tummy to hurt later so he always takes it away from you hands, throwing it away and plants a kiss on your pouted lips.

you gripe about the fact that you weren’t finished, but you ultimately listen to him because:

eddie knows best.

when you both are going out he picks out what you need to wear from your closet, or he buys you things that he knows you want with his weed money and the money he gets from his gigs that his band performs at.

all in all, this man will literally go bazonkers if you and him don’t hangout for one singular day. he is so obsessed with you that he’s plotting the murder of anyone that isn’t him that interacts with you.

because he will kill for you.

i mean, he has before.

#yandere!eddie munson #yandere!eddie x bimbo!reader #yandere!eddie munson x innocent!reader #yandere!eddie munson x bimbo!reader #dark!eddie munson #obsessed!eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x bimbo!reader #eddie munson #mail 💌

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skzfilthandfiction · 3 years ago

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more sublix plsss <3 maybe breeding kink with felix on top?

Baby wants pups? - Lee Felix

Hello my dear Anonie! How've you been? I hope you are well! Sooo if you didn't know, I live for sub!skz ahhh! Anyway, I hope I understood you well and fulfilled your request! As always, tysm for requesting! ^_^ Enjoy! <3

Masterlist

Pairing : Sub!Felix X Fem!Dom!Reader

Word Count : 1,699

Warnings : UNprotected sex, breeding kink, pet play, dacryphilia, pet names (Not going to name them all but Felix calling reader Mommy here and there and him being a good boy?), service top Felix, Felix gets called dumb and naive, reader controlling Felix, cunnilingus, nipple play too, maybe some swearing? and I think that's itttt!!!

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You opened the front door after a long day of work and as expected, Felix was right behind the door, waiting excitedly for you; You could almost imagine a wriggling tail on him, joyful about his owner's return home.

"Y/n-ie!!!" he welcomed, jumping up and down, only stopping when you pat his head lovingly. "Hi Lixie! How are you m?" you asked while he took off your jacket swiftly. "I want mommy" he half whined, making his intentions clear. "That wasn't my question baby" you giggled "Come here" you motioned for him to follow you into your shared bedroom.

"Sit" you ordered, pointing at the ground. He sat on the tile that was exactly in front of your position on the bed. "What exactly do you want mommy to do huh?" you were guessing it was something that you haven't tried together before.

He whimpered and looked down in embarrassment. You knew he became slightly flustered when trying to express his requests. "Come on Lix, you know I won't judge you" you said, in a more serious but reassuring tone, leaning down and lifting his chin up a little with your finger.

His eyes were glossy, lip quivering and fingers fighting each other. "Is my baby that sensitive?" you pout at him in a teasing manner. "N-no" he manages out. "Then why are you crying dummy?" a single tear trickled down his soft left cheek at the name, making you wipe it off right on time before it dripped down his chin.

"I-I just know y-you won't let m-me" He sniffed, bringing the sleeve of his (your) pastel sweater up to his nose. "Won't let you what sweetie?" you asked, curiosity now getting the most of you. "C-cum" he whispered under his breath, the rest of the sentence unheard.

"I'll let you cum if you're a good boy" You said, lightly booping his perfect nose. "Inside you" he mumbled, just loud enough for you to hear. "Oh... you wanna cum inside mommy?" you ask, finally understanding why he was acting differently. He gave you a slight nod and you smirked.

"If you wanna cum inside mommy, you're gonna have to work for it baby" you announced, getting rid of your clothes, and laying on the bed, legs spread wide open. "Please mommy, Lix, and maybe she'll let you fuck your pups into her" he whined more at the last few words.

He sniffed one last time, wiped his face and got his knees closer to the bed, ready to please you like the good boy he is. He gripped your thighs, leaving a trail of kisses in each, but not making you wait long.

He dipped his head between your legs and wetted your core with his saliva with one big lick. He flatted his tongue and licked the whole area, making you fist the sheets at the warm sensation of his tongue against your folds.

He darted his tongue, and using his fingers, he opened up your clit, licking on the hood of your clit. A burning sensation ran through your body, making it almost impossible to resist the noises coming out of your mouth.

He was good at it. You knew he was trying his best to please you and you thought that he deserved to cum inside you. He continued to lap you up with his warm muscle, making you clench around his tongue, but you stopped him right before you could cum.

He sat back on the floor, in his original position, waiting for your next instructions. "Mm such an obedient boy huh? Come here" You ordered again, this time motioning for the bed.

As he scrambled on the bed next to you and shed of his clothes, he had one last request for you. "mm, can I be on top?" He asked looking at the sheets, not even daring to move his eyes, just in case they land on your attractive figure.

"Oh so my dumb baby wants to cum inside me and dom me now?" you chuckled deeply, lying on your back once again for him to devour. "Let me see what my poor baby can do" you said giggling a little at him. He just sat there, not sure if you agreed to his request or not.

"I thought you wanted to dom mommy?" you asked faux confusion on your face. He blinked flustered and quickly shifted his position so that he was now hovering above you.

"What is my dumb puppy going to do huh? Do you want mommy to carry your puppies?" You ask, trying to rile him up. "Y-yes, want my pups inside y-you" He stuttered, trying his best to not seem intimidated. "Then go ahead pup, I'm all yours"

His cock was already rock solid and deeply neglected, red at the top, desperate for release. He started kissing and nibbling on your neck, arousing you even further. You grasped his hair and lightly massaged his head as he went lower, leaving a trail down to your cleavage.

He licked the valley between your breasts and soon took your right nipple into his mouth, messaging the left breast with his left hand. He sucked on the bud with his mouth open, flicking it with his tongue. He nibbled slightly on it too, making you grip the sheets harder.

He eventually switched to the other one, swirling his tongue on the bud and pinching the right nipple between his fingers. At this point your moans bounced off the walls, getting louder by the undeniable pleasure he was giving you.

He was very naive, very inexperienced. He wasn't a virgin, but he barely knew what to do since you always controlled everything every time you two had sex. He usually just laid there, letting you use him as you wanted, controlling the pace and when he cums too.

Now he was on top and he had no idea. He decided to remind himself of what you do when you're on top. He decided to start slowly, then speed up slightly later.

"Lixie, fuck me baby, breed mommy" you ordered and he nodded, looking down and giving his cock a few pumps. He looked at you for reassurance and you nodded, encouraging him to go further. He rubbed the tip along your folds, until he finally found the hole and slides in.

The sensation was different; much better, better than he ever imagined. It felt way more pleasurable, feeling you completely, your insides squeezing him in. On the other hand, you felt the same way. It was different, you could feel every vein on his dick, it was purely skin to skin, nothing in between, feeling each other completely.

Both of you moaned at the new feeling, the pleasure was overwhelming, making him embarrassingly close already. You were no further neither, clenching hard around him almost every time he thrusted deep inside you.

"Come on Lix, aren't you going to breed mommy huh?" You egged, making him speed up his thrusts. You brushed back his side bangs, getting a better look at him. He was just perfect. Not that you never noticed, but he looked perfect in a different way while fucking you like this. This new demeanour of him wasn't normal, but it wasn't bad neither.

His eyebrows were knitted together in focus, his eyes slightly squinted. His cheeks were a hint of red, matching his lips that he kept on licking and biting on. His face looked puffy in general, making you want to squeeze it and call him your little good boy. But not now, when he was ramming in you, desperate to cum, wanting to breed you.

"I want your babies Lix, come on sweetie" you whispered into his ear, making bumps rise on his skin. He could've sworn he got closer when you said that, ramming desperately against you, like a dumb puppy. He wasn't going to let you down, he wanted you to know that your baby boy was able to breed you.

"I want my cum inside you" he moans, making you clench around him due to your orgasm. It obviously felt good, making you throw your head back and pull at the sheets below you. You were quite impressed that you didn't even need to stimulate your clit to cum this time.

He felt you cream his cock, and he was already proud about that. The warmth of your cum around him aroused him even more, brining him closer. He kept on going, feeling you clench once again repeatedly due to the overstimulation you were experiencing. "Then cum inside me" you challenged.

That was it. He halted his movements and suddenly gripped your shoulders, closing his eyes and breathed deeply as he focused on the pleasure. Hot liquid spurted out of his dick. You felt it. You felt him painting your insides with his hot release.

You have never felt that full before, so warm, full of him, full of his babies. "Ok, ok, there we go" You attempted to calm him down, patting his nape and looing at him straight in the eye. "Good boy Lixie, you bred mommy" you praised as a smile lit up his face while he gently pulled out of you.

You clenched around nothing, trying to keep all of it in, but deep inside of you, you could feel it trickling on your walls. "Your pups are in here" You said, pointing at your tummy with a sheepish smile. A huge smile was present on his face, he was satisfied and proud of himself.

You both knew that you were on the pill, but his cum was still deep inside you, and thinking about actually having his babies inside you aroused you both.

"C'mere" you said, laying down against the cool head board, arms wide open for him to jump in. He leans into you, still shy from the moments prior and you ruffle his hair as you pull him into your chest, tucking his head under your chin. "You did well Lixie, I'm so proud of you" You whispered, combing your fingers through his hair softly as he drifted off to sleep, safe in your arms.

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btxtreads · 4 years ago

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Hero

CHAPTER SIX: STARSTRUCK (PART A)

↳ Pairing: Kang Taehyun x Reader

↳ word count: 1.7k words

↳ rating: G

↳ genre: beomgyu and y/n are the cutest besties, taehyun hits someone with a door, y/n gets a possible concussion but nothing too big lmao, txt is stressedt

Y/N rolled her eyes as the car rolled into the cafe parking. Youra’s squeals punctured her eardrums as she moved to change to steeper heels. The younger can only shake her head as she tugged on her jacket and pulled the car door open.

“I’ll be here waiting for my friend,” Y/N explained, pointing towards the cafe. “I’ll just hang here until you finish. Please don’t be embarrassing.”

“If anything, you’re the embarrassing one for being in the vicinity of legends but not knowing who they are.” Youra explained. “Who is it you’re going to meet again?”

“Gyuu.”

“I don’t know him.”

“He was over almost everyday.” Y/N raised her eyebrow.

“Oh, your little boyfriend?” Youra asked, retouching her lipstick. “I thought his name way Beoji.”

“What?” Y/N scrunched her eyebrows, tilting her head as Youra strutted away from her and towards the club. “Who the hell is Beoji?”

Y/N sighed, rolling her eyes once more as she entered the cafe. She took a seat at the farthest corner of the cafe, pulling up her phone at the resounding ding that came from it. She smiled at the text sent to her by her oldest, bestest friend.

Kkyu 🤠: Y/Nieeeee i’m almost there ❤️ 10 minutes tops

On the other side of the street, right behind the massive building housing what would be the biggest party of the month, was a bright red sports car rolling to a stop. A head of fluffy brown hair jumped out of the driver’s seat.

“Clear.” His deep voice called, pulling out his phone and checking the time. “You can come out now, and can we hurry. Y/N’s waiting for me.”

“Just a bit more, hyung.” Taehyun whined. “In and out.”

“What’s the plan again?” Beomgyu asked, pocketing his phone and switching jackets with the younger boy.

“You meet your friend, I go in. Soobin-hyung and Yeonjun-hyung are inside to help me backstage and get in and out, Kai will distract the paps while I move in and out. It’s flawless.” Taehyun explained as he pulled up the grey hood over his head.

“I don’t know, Tae.” Beomgyu sighed, pulling out his phone once more and quirking his lips at the message. “She’s waiting for me, and they’re waiting for you. Entrance is over there, are you sure this will work?”

“I’m positive, hyung.” Taehyun grinned as he pulled the backstage door open. “Good luck on your date!”

Beomgyu grinned as he fired up the ignition of the car once more, grinning up at Taehyun with a roll of the eyes.

“She’s my best friend!”

Y/N widened her eyes as Beomgyu entered the cafe, ruffling his fluffy brown hair. The boy’s figure was almost swallowed by an expensive black leather jacket, his brown eyes gazing around as he fidgeted with the newest model of a popular luxury-brand phone in his hands.

“Gyuu?”

The boy’s eyes snapped away from the menu as soon as he heard that familiar voice he’d recognize anywhere. A bright smile popped up in his face as he bounded over, giggling as Y/N stood up from her chair—opening her arms. Beomgyu laughed, engulfing her in a bear-hug in return.

“Oh my fucking god, I missed you!” Beomgyu exclaimed as he squeezed her tighter.

“Dude, you’re telling me—you were like my only friend!” Y/N laughed, pulling away and squishing his cheeks between her hands. “Look at you—you look so good!”

“Y/N, I’ve always looked good.”

“Still the narcissist.” Y/N snorted as Beomgyu pecked her cheek like he always used to do before plopping down on the chair across from her. “You got me coffee?”

“Yeah, it’s the one you used to always order. Did I get it wrong?”

“It’s perfect. Thanks, babe.” Beomgyu laughed, ruffling her hair. “How’ve you been?”

“Exhausted, really.” Y/N rolled her eyes. “I told Youra I was going to meet you today and she said your name was Beoji.”

Beomgyu chuckled in amusement as the girl’s eyes flew towards the giant LED screen propped up outside the club—projecting Taehyun’s performance out to the public. At the sight of this, Beomgyu winced. So much for hiding.

“Kang Taehyun, huh?” Y/N wondered out loud. “I wonder how he is in real life?”

Beomgyu’s lips quirked as he took a sip from his drink.

“I wouldn’t know.” Beomgyu shrugged. “You really don’t like him, huh?”

“It’s not that I don’t, it’s just I don’t know him enough to like or dislike him.” Y/N shrugged. “I mean his songs are good, and he is easy on the eyes—I just don’t get people worship his entire existence—or TXT, for that matter.”

“Yeah, yeah. I get that.” Beomgyu smiled in relief.

“It’s just if I form opinions on a person, I want that opinion to be based on facts—the actual facts, not the facts I see on TV.” Y/N shrugged. “Truth matters. The objective truth.”

“That’s my Y/N.” Beomgyu laughed, ruffling her hair once more—making the girl giggle.

Just like old times.

Unfortunately, the old times were him and her hanging out in different restaurants around their small town—unnoticed by many. This time, unbeknownst to Y/N, her best friend was a world-famous Youtube Star, part of the local industry’s flower boys. People were bound to notice them now—and they were.

This was why Beomgyu stood up and pulled her over.

“We should take a walk. Cafe’s getting kind of stuffy.” Beomgyu suggested, making the girl grin. “I also have a few friends around here, let me introduce you guys.”

“I’d love to meet your friends!” Y/N nodded excitedly, picking up her bag and locking arms with the boy.

Beomgyu pulled her outside and led her towards his car, making the girl’s jaw drop. At first, she wasn’t really believing—not until the boy fished for a set of keys in his pocket and opened the car doors himself, gently leading her in.

“This is your car?”

“Yeah!” Beomgyu laughed. “She’s pretty, isn’t she?”

“How—I—“

“Y/N, there’s something you should know about me.” Beomgyu admitted, smiling shyly at the girl as he pulled out of the parking lot and moved back to the club. “I’m kind of famous? I go on Youtube a lot, sing sometimes—weird videos and all that.”

The girl’s jaw dropped, blinking over at him.

“We’re here, come on.” Beomgyu laughed as he parked again, having covered the short distance between the cafe and the club. “Let me show you my friends.”

“Wait—so, you’re friends with TXT?”

“Kind of,” Beomgyu laughed. “I am TXT.”

Y/N gasped, eyes wide as she opened her mouth to respond. Before she could, the door swung open—hitting her square at the back of her head. Beomgyu panicked, dropping down on his knees to assist the girl.

“Tae, what the hell!” Beomgyu hissed as Taehyun’s eyes frantically shifted around.

“Hyung, the paps found me!”

“No shit,” Y/N groaned on the floor. “You were literally on the gigantic LED screen outside a few minutes ago.”

Taehyun’s frantic eyes fell onto the girl on the floor, who was groaning as she massaged the back of her head.

“You okay?”

“It just hurtsa little, but I’m fine, Gyuu.”

Three more tall boys file out of the backstage door. The tallest one with black hair tilted his head at the scene.

“Who’s this, Gy—“

“Hyung, who the hell is this?!” Taehyun exclaimed, voice panicked.

Beomgyu looked up at Taehyun, eyes equally panicked as the other blonde boy whose name she didn’t know looked distressed. The pink-haired and black-haired boy only shared an exasperated look.

“Why did you hit her with a door?!” Beomgyu exclaimed.

“I didn’t mean to!” Taehyun exclaimed back before turning to Y/N with a frantic expression. “Ma’am, I’ll give you backstage passes to my next concert if you don’t scream! I’m just a normal person, please!”

Y/N sighed, glaring up at the boy as Beomgyu helped her up.

“You okay, Y/N-ie?”

“I’m fine, Gyuu.” Y/N shot the boy a quick grin before rolling her eyes at the frantic pop star. “And no thank you, Mr. Superstar. I’m not interested in your backstage passes. Thank you very much.”

Beomgyu turned back to Taehyun with accusatory eyes.

“You murdered my best friend!”

“I’m still alive.” Y/N mumbled back as she shook her head, freezing as a nauseating feeling came to her. “Gyuu?”

“Yeah, babe?”

She then turned and puked on the floor, making Beomgyu spiral into another fit of panic as she held her hair back.

“Oh my god, you killed her!” Beomgyu screamed at Taehyun.

“She’s fine!”

“No, she’s dying!” The tall, blonde boy by the door whispered in horror, shaking Taehyun’s arm.

“I’m okay.” Y/N mumbled, swaying in her spot as Beomgyu stabilized her.

It was at this moment that the two other boys sighed exchanging another look before the pink-haired one approached Beomgyu and the girl, helping her up. The black-haired boy crossed his arms.

“The puking might mean concussion.” The boy said. “You two, Tae, Gyu—Take her to the hospital.”

“But, Soobin-hyung!” Taehyun complained, eyes pleading. “I have to go home—the party for my movie deal that my parents threw—the directors—“

“Tae, you hit Beomgyu’s childhood best friend with a heavy metal door and now she’s puking and can’t stand properly.” The pink haired boy replied, pulling open Beomgyu’s car door. “Take her to the hospital now.”

“Beomgyu, my head hurts.” Y/N whimpered, making Beomgyu panic again.

“My best friend is dying in my hands!”

“Yeah, Beomgyu’s being dramatic and can’t drive.” the pink-haired boy mumbled, rolling his eyes. “Go.”

“We’ll take it from here.” They reassured, grinning at Taehyun before turning. “We’ll see you at your parents’ party!”

The other boys left, leaving a groaning Y/N, a frantic Beomgyu and a stressed-out Taehyun alone. Taehyun sighed, groaning in stress as he entered the car once more, eyeing the girl and started the engine.

“Don’t puke in the car.” He sighed, turning on the navigator. “Siri, where’s the nearest hospital?”

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nightshade-minho · 4 years ago

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-Snow-

Warnings: unprotected sex, creampie, honeymoon au.

Wc: 1.1k

"Baby..." You poked Jisung's side insistently, causing him to let out a frustrated groan as he rolls over, facing you. The sunlight falling on him through the floor-length windows was excessive, and was slowly melting away his sleepiness.

"Y/n-ie, let me sleeep." He whined, his eyes scrunching as they remained stubbornly closed. The word 'stubborn' and Jisung went hand in hand, after all.

"We did not travel 4419 miles to spend our honeymoon sleeping in bed, now did we?"

He remained silent, a small snore cutting through the silence of the room. You rolled your eyes, looking up at the glass. Beyond it, the snow was falling steadily, and the mountains were visible from afar. God, your asshole of a husband really needed to appreciate this view, rather than snore and hog the bed.

"Sung." Another nudge, this one eliciting an angry groan. "Come on, it's your birthday. You know how mad Seungmin gets when we're late."

"Seungmin's just jealous cause his girlfriend never lets him have some in the mornings." He grumbled, cracking an eye open ever so slightly.

"Look, everyone's waiting at the hotel restaurant for you. They've told the staff it's your birthday. Come on Sungie, you never say no to cake..."

"They told the staff?" Another annoyed sound. "Ew Y/n, they're going to sing the birthday song." A long whine emitted him again, both his eyes sleepy but open.

"Why did we have to invite those three? Pains in the ass, that's what they are. It's our honeymoon. We're supposed to be alone."

The audacity. "You were the one who invited them, dumbass. I still remember it. ‘Y/n, please let them come, I promise they won't bother us, blah blah’."

"Yeah well, I just wanted to celebrate my birthday with them-"

You raised an eyebrow, and Jisung sighed, knowing he'd just lost. "Ugh, fine."

He peeked over at you, traces of sleep still lingering behind his eyes. You nodded, pursing your lips. "Good. Now, I'm going to go get ready." You slid the blanket off your form, exposing your glowing skin to him.

Jisung hummed. He hated losing, but maybe he could wrestle a reward out of this.

He grabbed your hand, pulling you back onto the bed with a soft thump. You looked at him questioningly, tilting your head. "Sungie...?"

"Birthday sex?" He shot you a dashing grin, and you couldn't help but cave. Ugh, that smile was definitely your downfall, the one that had gotten you from your shared college classroom to the altar.

"Okay...but we'll have to be quick."

He smiled eagerly, sitting up straight as you moved to straddle him. "Seungmin's not your boyfriend, is he? You'll do as I say, baby." He smirked, strong hands curving over your butt as you ran yours over his smooth chest. A shirtless Jisung was a sight you could never get tired of. His skin seemed to glow, the warm sunlight washing over his body, his muscles all the more prominent.

"You act all reluctant, but you're dying to have this cock inside you, hm?" He asked, one of his hands moving to grip your hip, guiding you over the bulge in his briefs.

Eh, what was the point of lying? "Fuck- I do. Jisung, h-hurry..."

"I like taking my time with you, shh."

His fingers slipped between your thighs, dipping past your shorts and running through your folds. "Mm, just as I thought...soaking. I didn't do anything yet, sweetheart. So needy."

You couldn't say much, your mind clouding over the moment Jisung had laid his fingers on you.

"Already can't speak? Damn." He lifted you slightly, pulling his briefs down. You almost salivated at the sight of his length, pussy throbbing. You tugged off your shorts, throwing them on the floor as Jisung smiled, watching you remove your panties next.

Almost immediately, he forced you down onto his erection, his leaking tip firmly nestled between your folds, pressing against your entrance. "Sung, want you in me..."

"Patience." Jisung slid his hands up your waist, pulling down the neckline of your tank top to expose your breasts to him. He licked his lips as he observed your nipples hardening, the cold air making you shiver as he shoved into you slightly.

You sucked in a breath, heart pounding erratically as you leaned down to leave a feather light kiss on his lips. A moan left him as he deepened the kiss, suddenly slamming you down onto him without warning.

You thought after countless sessions, you'd be used to his size and the way he felt so, so good inside you. But you were wrong. No...you could never get used to this feeling.

Never.

You bit your lip hard in order to avoid making any sounds, whimpering despite it as Jisung guided your hips, making his tip brush against your sweet spot insistently. He'd barely been inside you for a few minutes, and you were already embarrassingly close.

He bucked his hips up out of nowhere, making you dispel a choked moan. His grunts grew louder as he started to thrust, setting his own pace. You licked your dry lips, whimpering. “Fuck, you’re so big, filling me up s-so well...”

You could do nothing but take it. He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you down so that your bodies were flush against each other as he continued ramming into your cunt. Letting your forehead rest against his, your breaths intermingled as Jisung felt your pussy tighten around his length repeatedly. He groaned, unsure how long he would last when you arched your neck, the softest possible mewl leaving your mouth.

You clenched around him when you finally hit your high. It had hit you suddenly, so squarely you forgot how to breathe for a moment. Jisung stroked your hair, smirking down at the spot where you were connected as he continued thrusting into you, your small whines doing little to deter him. "Little princess came so fast. So needy~"

The overstimulation was blinding, and yet oh so pleasurable. Jisung continued chasing his high as he fucked up into you, heavy gaze piercing into your eyes. He wanted to memorize every feature on your wondrous face. He'd never loved anyone as much as he did you...

He glanced behind you, the freshly fallen snow blanketing everything he could see for miles. He knew you often ridiculed him for not "appreciating the view", but how was he supposed to let you know that you're more beautiful than any view he'd ever seen?

The snow was nothing compared to you. You were breathtaking in a completely different way...and you were his.

When Jisung spilled his cum into you, painting your walls whiter than the mountain peaks, he couldn't help but mumble what he'd said a thousand times before.

"I love you."

You smiled, giggling giddily. "Me too." You nudged your nose against his as you sat up, your sensitive pussy throbbing in the wake of your intense orgasm.

He slowly pulled out, watching the cum streaming down your thighs. You sighed. "I really have to take that shower."

He sat up. "Let's."

"Wait, together?"

"Yeah. Don't want to waste water, now do we?"

"No...but Jisung, you know we're just going to end up fucking again, right?"

Jisung sent you a wink. "Oh, I know."

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE CUTEST QUOKKA IN THE WORLD! :3

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pseudofaux · 4 years ago

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last tipseus I asked for Ikerev dirty talk and you said you weren’t quite drunk enough to write for Sirius, so. how drunk are u now? (👀 5⭐️?)

LORD, ummmmmm. I will probably never be drunk enough, but you know what? OKAY!

here we go

(Nonny/ie I cannot tell you how much I admire your verve, the tune of your horn, your pluck. I really struggled with this because tbh I want Sirius to dirty talk me! And I’m hitting a mental wall and I think not ready to put out the specifics of that by revealing too much here. But I hope you’ll enjoy this for what it is.)

Praaaaaaaise. Instructions that are (or are followed by) teases. Wants to ruffle her feathers and be the one to smooth them. That’s ♠️Sirius Oswald♠️.

General style is to tease, tease, tease, but sweetly. He’s not trying to hurt her feelings, but a prickly little part of his brain is trying to keep her blushing (he will deny this in a Cradle Court of Law). He doesn’t use dirty dirty talk (momma raised him right), and would NEVER insult her body or call it anything harsher than “needy” which is, duh, exactly how he wants her anyway! But he does talk about what he’s seeing, and sometimes he gets a little appreciatively graphic, shall we say. When he’s complimenting her his volume dips because he feels a little shy about it. When they’re in it and he’s flushed and sweaty it becomes a little easier to be directly sweet, because he’s so turned on and he feels like he won’t get caught. Not sadly at all, his dick is so good he never gets caught. We cannot blame Alice, only live our surface lives wanting to be her.

(bury me here)

“Breathe,” he reminds her. “I’m flattered by your nerves, but I want you to be comfortable. And conscious.” When she giggles he smiles and laughs a little, too. Her eyes look at his mouth with open desire he doesn’t think she knows she’s showing.

“You want something like a kiss,” he tells her, slowly leaning close, “You have to show me how romanced you are, so I know you’re ready.”

He probably comes close to making her actually swoon a few times. Super amused by it. Not in a mean way, but... he won’t deny to himself that he loves the sweetness of her flusters, early on. He’s gratified by all her responses. When she manages to be the tiniest bit bold with him, maybe reaching for his hand under the table or pressing an innocent kiss to his face as he does paperwork?

“That’s good, little lady, that’s good.” He palms her hot cheek like the treasure it is and praises and teases her until she squeaks or squirms.

“A little forward for you, but I liked it very much.” If they’re in public he’ll ask if she’s trying to tell him she wants to go even farther. If they’re in private he’ll tell her that’s where this is going, thanks to her display. He’d be a terrible example for the rest of the army if he didn’t respond appropriately to a lady’s affection.

If she runs away, he’ll be laughing. If she stays he’ll reach for the knot of his tie and tell her to go lock the door for a few minutes.

Sirius thinks the long flirtation before consummating a relationship (and most especially the long flirtation between entering and consummating a relationship) is one of life’s greatest pleasures, and the person who gets to see how smug he is about that... is the other person in the relationship. His brain is all about speculating what could come next and how to deal with it, that’s why he’s good at his job. He likes every stage they share and revels in wherever they are currently, but he can’t help but put her mind on future possibilities or sequences whenever he sees them. It’s not a form of pressuring her, it’s a form of pleasuring them both. A fantasy he shares aloud. By teasing her with it.

“You’re so stiff I could use you as a level,” he murmurs at her neck. He’s got her on one of the bay window seats in a quiet room of headquarters. He helped her pick up the room so he could have time to do this with her. “What can we do to relax you back into being a lady, hmm?” He dances his fingertips from the tops of her shoulders to her back, brushes of touch so light they make her skin itch for real contact. Bingo.

“Shoulder rub, maybe?” he offers.

His hands go lower, to the tall waist of her skirt. “Or a back rub?”

His hands keep moving. She’s not quite brave enough yet to stay put and see what happens. He pulls her back on the seat with him and hugs her, really rubbing her shoulders and doing it and doing it and doing it well.

“Don’t run away, please,” he says. “I can tell you’re getting shy. Do you want to stay like this instead?” Her nod against his chest makes his heart feel like it’s blooming.

“You need to use your words, then, sweetheart,” he reminds her, and he keeps rubbing her shoulders as she gets through that gauntlet.

“You’re making this so difficult, silly,” he tells her at one point. But difficulty is his.

When they’re at the point where they are touching each other more, he’s talking more, too. She’s wiser and a bit more comfortable dishing a little heat back at him-- not the kind of heat he serves her, but her own little objections, ways to call him on what he’s doing. He loves it. Their flirting makes him feel so free and happy and in love with her.

“I can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought about this,” he confesses, watching her hands undo each button of her blouse. The bench at the end of his bed has never been the site of so much happiness (and of course that has him thinking about how eventually they’ll make each other happy on it. all in good time). It’s a comfortable spot to watch her progress. “You’re doing so well,” he tells her, because she is. But his voice must distract her, because her fingers slip over a pearl half-sphere and he stands up to help her.

He lets his gloved hands-- her request! brave girl-- wait in front of the swell of her chest. Her eyes are wide and pleading when they look at one another, but he only lifts a brow.

“H-help me?” she says. He kisses her forehead and helps with the buttons, surer and more careful work than taking the sides and tearing it open.

“Always so polite,” he tells her, and puts the tinest bit of teeth against her ear when he is done. As expected, her arms fly around his back. He can’t see anything she’s revealed by opening her shirt this way, but her embrace is its own reward.

“Careful manhandling me,” he whispers. “You’ll give me ideas.”

“You already have quite a few ideas, I think!” she hisses back. It makes him laugh much louder, more happy than seductive.

“You have no idea,” he tells her as he gently pushes her chin up from where it’s tucked so tightly against his chest. “Don’t hide from me and I’ll share a few of them with you.”

At first he only kisses her closed eyelids as he touches her and listens to every hitch of her breath. Then she gets too loud, and that’s when he pulls her down onto the blue velvet, uses his body to cover her dainty chemise with its lace edging and its hopeless fight against the points of her nipples, and he kisses her silly.

Eventually, of course, there’s more. Her own bed, in her own cheerful room. It smells like her in this space. Especially against all her pillows, where she’s sitting, beautifully bare, in his lap with her back to him. He likes his own bed but has to admit hers is perfect for this, soft and a little farther away from the others than his own room. She seems to feel more secure here, which is so cute he has to tease her about it by going a little more into explicit territory. They don’t get this time often, he wants to use it well.

“Eyes here, watch.” His arm is around her, the base of his palm snug against her mons , and his fingers spread her lips w i d e opening her to the air. He loves it when she sags against him that little bit more, helpless and whimpering, needing him “Ah ah,” he scolds. “Eyes, little lady. Tell me what you see, hmm?”

She sputters and he has to clench his jaw not to laugh. He’s glad she can’t see him. She’s been getting more decisive about how she will let him arrange them, so he likes to think she knew what she was getting into.

“Is there not enough to see?” he prompts. His middle finger curls to stroke her little button, and she starts making those soft puffs of breath he likes. “Ah ah,” he reminds her. “You’re still not looking. We’ll be here all night at this rate.”

“Oh no,” she huffs dramatically. “I’m sure that wasn’t your plan at all.” He laughs again and rubs the spiral she likes.

“Tell me,” he repeats, firmly now. “Or you know I’ll stop. And who knows what else I’ll do. You are very naked, you know.”

She does know, so she tries. He keeps making her describe how things look and feel until he swears he can feel the heat coming off her face from his place behind her. Her nipples have been pinched and stroked, her sweet sex has been cupped and patted and fingered in combinations that dizzy even him, and he’s the one who’s done it all.

“Good girl,” he says quietly, safe behind her and all her pillows and the headboard safe behind him. “You did well.”

She hums a questioning noise, a little too blissed out to have caught what he said in so hushed a voice.

Instead of repeating himself, he says “I love you.” Her arms slide around his, wrapped around her tummy. She’s not far from nodding off, he knows what she’s like.

#ikerev hcs #ikerev fanfic #ikerev fanfiction #ikerev sirius #sirius oswald #siriusly in love with him #tipseu

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calmsweetcreature · 5 years ago

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Steal My Hood(ie) C.H

A/N: Hey guys! Here’s another fic - I’ve stuck to my lane (Calum) for now but I have a Mikey piece coming soon! Let me know what you think!

Word Count: 3.4K

Warnings: SMUT (and Fluff)

“Y/N have you seen my green hoodie?” Calum’s voice rings out through the apartment and you groan, putting a pillow over your banging head. It had been a late saturday night out with your girlfriends and you were determined you would spend the whole sunday in bed. Your roommate however had other plans.

“Y/N mate I need it, have you borrowed it?” His head pops through your door and you send him the biggest death glare you could muster.“It’s in the kitchen. Now kindly fuck off.” Your voice is a husky growl and you pull the duvet over your head. You hear a low chuckle from across the room. “Cheers doll.”

You hear his footsteps grow quieter as he walks towards the kitchen. You groan loudly, knowing that you’re too awake to go back to sleep and throw the duvet off yourself and stand up with a slight wobble. You stretch out your aching muscles, dressed in only your underwear from the night before. You grab one of Calum’s other hoodies and slip it over your head, the soft material resting at the top of your thighs.

You made a habit of stealing Cal’ clothes because let’s face it, he smelt good and the tall boy’s clothes always drowned you. There wasn’t anything between you both exactly, a flirty banter here or there and yeah you occasionally wrestled for the remote but nothing further.

You walked into the kitchen rubbing your eyes before focusing on the figures sat at the kitchen island. You gasp, your hands tugging the hoodie lower as you realise that it is not just Calum but also Ashton.

“Late night chickadee?” Ashton’s voice is full of laughter as he swigs from a bottled beer. You blush, walking over the coffee machine in the corner of the room and preparing the biggest coffee you could make.

“You could say that, didn’t get in till gone four,” As if to prove your point you yawn loudly.“Well it’s two in the afternoon now, we’re going to have a few beers and kick back a bit if you want to join?” You could tell the boys were teasing but that sounded like fun and hey - it was still the weekend right?

“Sounds good to me, I’ll need to eat before I drink again though,” You turn to the boys and sip your coffee, smirking as you see Ashton eyeing up your bare legs. You watch as Cal’s eyes flicker from Ashton’s face to where he is staring before he slaps Ashton lightly over the head who just grins at his pal.

“Jeez you on a mission littlun? Didn’t think you’d touch a drop after I heard you empty your guts last night?” You glare at Calum playfully before practically gulping down your coffee.

“What the gentleman to my right is saying is that we’ve ordered in, we’ve got you covered.” Ashton grins, walking to the fridge and grabbing another beer and passing you two for you and Calum. You climb into the stool next to Cal and lift your legs, placing them over his lap and passing his beer. He takes a swig, his free hand resting on your leg lightly.

“Didn’t decide to bring anyone back then?” Ashton’s eyes flicker from your face to Calum’s and you frown in confusion as you watch Calum glare at Ashton who laughs loudly.

“No, there was someone who seemed promising but he got a little handsy so I kneed him in the dick instead. Think that might have ruined my chances,” The boys crack up, Calum’s hand slowly trailing up and down your leg as he whispers “That’s my girl,” grinning at you.

The three of you chat away the hours until the sky outside is dark and you’ve been through two orders of food.

“Is it cool if I crash in the spare? My house is so far.” Ashton’s words are slurred and the way he whines the last few words makes you burst into a fit of giggles.

“Yeah man that’s cool. Yeah that’s cool.” Calum furrows his brows, “Did I just say that twice?” he gets pulled out of his thoughts as you bang on the counter, tears streaming down your face as you crack up laughing. “Fuck you Y/N,”

Although as he says this he can’t help the laughter falling from his mouth too. Ashton stands up from the table, stumbling down the hallway mumbling about his future drum kit brand ‘Bashton Drums’.

“That kid, I swear to god.” Calum laughs.

“That kid is all man,” You smirk and Cal, his eyes getting angrier as he stares you down.

“I’m manlier than him though right?” he asks, pointing to his chest which he puffs out slightly.

“Eh,” You giggle, shrugging until you feel two hands grabbing your hips until you're straddling his thighs on the stool and his fingers are digging into your sides tickling you.“Calum, s-stop it! Stop it you dick!” you’re words are a spluttery mess and he keeps going until you shout the words “Fine you’re fucking manly ok!” and he stops dead, the both of you in fits of giggles.

Yours and Calum’s laughter dies down until you’re both grinning at each other. His eyes fall to your lips and you feel your breath catch in your throat as you watch his eyes move up and down your face.

Before things can get more intense you climb off Calum’s lap, giggling over to the cupboards. “I need some food,” You open one door and draw out a sigh as you stare at the contents.

You spy doritos on the top shelf and gasp, “Fuck yeah!” You stand on your tip toes, reaching for the chips. They are just out of your reach and you start to grumble about the ‘tall ass giant’ fitting the ‘tall ass cupboards’ into your apartment. You hear a low chuckle behind you and growl softly.

“Yeah laugh it up you fucking prick, just cus you don’t need a ladder to reach the food here, whereas I-” Your words are cut off when you feel a long body pressed up against your back and an arm against yours as the much taller man grabs what you were reaching for. He places them in front of you, both of his arms resting on either side of yours on the counter.

You lower yourself until you’re flat on your feet, the slight movement making you rub against Calum gently and you hear him choke out a breath. His hands move to cover your own and he grips your hands, his fingers slotting in between yours. You both stand in silence, just enjoying being pressed up against each other.You’re not sure if it’s the alcohol or just how needy you are but you push your butt back into him and he groans softly, his forehead resting on your shoulder as he pushes forward to meet your backside.

“Y/N what are you doing to me?” His words are low and hoarse and you can hear the pain in his rhetorical words.You still your movements, a blush rising to your cheeks. “Sorry, I’ll stop.” His hands leave yours and move to your hips, spinning you around. You feel yourself being lifted and Calum’s body shifts so he is standing in the gap between your legs.

“Y/N I don’t want you to stop, but you need to say right now if you don’t want this because once I start I don’t think I’ll be able to stop until you are panting underneath me..” His words set something alight in you and you can feel your body heat up with his words.He knew this could be the only chance he could get with you, that tomorrow you might wake up and never mention it again but it was worth the risk because he really wanted to make you feel good - even if only for tonight.

“Calum. Kiss me.” Your eyes were staring straight at his pink plump lips and you internally groaned as he wets them with his tongue. Your words were steady and you could feel the buzz from the beer disappearing, being replaced with the buzz of your arousal. “Are you sure, doll?” His words were a husky whisper and you growl in annoyance, your hand going to the back of his head and slamming your lips against his.

Your arms wrap around his neck as his hands hold you still by your hips with a grip tight enough that you know you could wake up with a faint bruise tomorrow. His mouth battles against yours for dominance until he lifts you, wrapping your legs around his waist. You gasp against his mouth and his tongue moves against yours as he starts walking towards the bedrooms.

“Yours or mine sweetness?” His forehead presses against yours as you both pant softly as he pushes you against the wall of the corridor, his hips pushing into yours.“Yours is furthest from the spare, I don’t want Ash waking up.” You murmur, your lips swollen and your eyes glazed over as you stare into Calum’s twinkling eyes.

“Doll the way things are going, they’ll be able to hear us in the next building over never mind a few rooms down.” His smile is smug and you laugh at the cockiness in his voice.

“Prove it,” Your words are a fevered whisper, the challenge clear in your eyes. Calum growls softly, his lips finding your neck as he lifts you again, walking towards his bedroom and kicking the door open with his foot.

The feel of his teeth grazing the sensitive skin of your neck makes you whimper before his tongue swipes painfully slow back over it and your hips buck up to meet his. You both groan at the contact, Calum dropping your legs softly down to the ground and spinning you until your back is against his front as you slowly walk further into your room.

One of his hands grazes up your thigh and under the edge of his hoodie while the other grips your hair and tilts your head so his lips hover over your ear.“You don’t know what it does to me to see you walk around in my hoodies. Especially when you’ve got nothing underneath but those fucking lacy panties you always wear. It gets me so fucking hard knowing that you go to bed smelling like me, that when people come over you’re wearing something of mine - like you’re mine. Have you ever touched yourself wearing one doll?”

You bite your lip and whine softly, his grip in your hair meaning that he can feel you nod your head in response. “Good girl for being honest. Some nights I can hear you edging yourself and I’m right there with you doll, wishing I could be the one to make your thighs shake.” His fingers slide through the material of your soaked panties and lazily circles your clit with the coarse pad of his middle finger.

“C-cal… I always think of you, only you.” He chuckles against the skin of your neck and you gasp out your breaths as tingles shoot through your body. His hand leaves you and he brings both hands up your body, dragging the thick jumper up and off of your body before turning you to face him.

“Jeez Y/N you’re so fucking beautiful.” You bring your hands up to cover parts of your body but his hands encapture your own as he pulls them away leaving you uncovered, if only for your underwear. “Don’t do that shit with me, you know I’m being fucking real with you so don’t hide from me, please.” You reach your fingers under the hem of his t-shirt, skimming along his chest.

He pulls of the t-shirt, throwing it behind him before bending slightly to hook his hands on the back of your knees, pulling until you feel yourself falling back onto the plush bed. You both crawl up to the top of the bed with Calum hovering over you.

“I want to make you cum before I fuck you sweetheart, I don’t think I’ll last long and I want to make you feel good.” He rests on one arm, his free hand stroking the side of your face and his thumb swiping across your bottom lip. You use your tongue and pull his thumb into your mouth, sucking softly. Calum groans softly and watches you with dark eyes.

“Cal I just want you in me, please.” Your words are muffled and Calum pulls his thumb from your mouth, swiping his thumb down your neck and chest, watching the wet trail grow down your body.

The only light in the room was an LED lamp in the corner, the room glowing in changing light of red, purple, blue, pink and green which made the outline of your bodies moving together seem almost ethereal. “Please,” Your voice was a whisper and your eyes were pleading but Calum ignores this, dipping his head lower to take a nipple into his mouth, sucking softly.

As you let out whimpers of need he sucks harder and the delicious mix of pleasure and pain makes you throw your head back onto the pillows.His lips trail down your body and you gasp as he stops to nip, lick or bite parts of your skin, leaving little marks wherever he chooses.

He pulls down your underwear, groaning at the sight of how wet you are. “I’ll give you what you want sweetheart but I just need a little taste.” His mouth goes down and connects with your dripping heat, his tongue swiping up and tracing your clit, your thighs clamping around his head to lessen the sensation but his hands go to your knees and push them up to your chest, exposing you as much as possible. He devours you and it’s only a matter of seconds before you feel yourself reaching your high.“C-cal, I’m going to…”

He moves back slightly, a hand coming down on your core in a harsh little tap and you come undone, his hot mouth covering you as you ride out your high. Your back arches off the bed as you grip the sheets, your thighs shaking as you come back down to earth. Calum releases your legs and you rest your feet against the bed, catching your breath as he traces kisses up your body.

You open your eyes lazily and smile up at the man above you, reaching a hand down to his shorts. He stops you, shaking his head with a lazy grin on his face. “I’d give anything for you to touch me doll but I need to be inside you. If you still want me tomorrow you can owe me one.”

You frown at his words, you hadn’t even considered what would happen but in your heart you knew that you couldn’t go back to before. You wanted him, and not just in his bed. You place your hand on his cheek and he nestles his face against you.“I think I’m going to want you for always Cal.”

His eyes sparkle at your words and he kisses your palm.“I know I want you for always Y/N, and I’ll remind you of that in the morning too.” He leans down and kisses your lips softly. You both move against each other gently but as the kiss progresses your movements become rougher and heavier.

You use your hands to push at his shorts as Calum takes a hold of his dick, rubbing it against your wetness as you both moan.“Tell me you’re sure princess. Tell me you want this.”

His eyes stare into yours and you feel a surge of love go through your heart. This man who had cared for you, laughed with you and loved you for so long had wormed his way directly into your soul.“I need it, please Cal.”

He slides into you slowly, inch by inch and you can feel that he’s holding his breath, his eyes clenched shut.“Fuck. Y/N you feel so fucking good.” He bottoms out and you both grunt at the sensations rippling through you.“Fuck me Cal.”

Those three little words were all it takes and he lets go of any hesitation, moving back to thrust as hard as he can, the both of you shouting out curse words as he fucks you into the mattress.He rests his forehead against yours and gives you everything his body is capable of and you stare into each others eyes, the look shared between you just as intense as the feelings happening in your body.“Think you can cum again baby? Need to feel you cum again.”

His words are panted out, his warm breath hitting your face. You run your nails up his back and lift your hips, making him hit a new angle and you sob out a breath.“I’m gonna-” You cry out as your second orgasm hits you, your nails no doubt drawing blood as your body lifts up, the sound of skin hitting skin filling the bedroom.“Oh shit, Y/N.”

Calum’s words come out in a strangled moan as his hip movements get sloppy, his hips hitting yours as he releases. You both slow your movements down but don’t become still, riding out your highs and panting heavily together. Your chests are slick with sweat as you both flop onto the bed.

You both lay there for a moment, catching your breath.“I meant it you know.” He whispers, his hand clasping your cheek.“Meant what?” You reply, trailing your own hand up and down his chest.

“I’m always going to want you. And not just for sex either.” He leans towards you, a shy look in his face. A giggle bursts out of you and you gasp at the hurt look in Calum’s eyes. You lean up and kiss him in a quick peck.“Cal, I’ve had a crush on you since I moved in… How have you not noticed?”

You peck him again and his hand moves to the back of your head, keeping you there.“Oh fuck Y/N I’ve been so fucking stupid. All I want is for you to be mine.”

His words are mumbled against your lips and you sigh happily. You rest your head on his chest as he pulls the sheets over your naked bodies and he twirls your hair between his fingers.“Ask me in the morning baby.” You murmur, feeling sleep pulling you in.

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You stand at the kitchen counter, coffee in your hand. You’re dressed only in a pair of Calum’s boxers and his green hoodie. Your body is deliciously sore and you smile at the thought of the sleeping boy left in the room down the hall.

You stare out of the window at the view, feeling the most content you had in the longest time. You feel a body press up against your back and jump, coffee spilling over the kitchen surface.“Jesus Calum, warn a girl!”

He chuckles as he presses a kiss to the side of your head, his arms wrapping around your waist.

“Be mine.” He murmurs.

“Not wasting any time are you champ?” You reply, place your coffee down and twisting in his arms until you were facing him.

“I’ve wasted too much time already, I’m not waiting any more. Be mine?” He kisses your forehead this time.

“Now see, I’ll have to think about that,” You tease, his fingers digging into your sides and tickling you.

“Okay! Okay! I give, yes!” You laugh, pulling him in for a kiss.

“I had the weirdest fucking dream last night you guys,” Ashton’s voice is carried down through the hall and he gasps as he walks into the sight of the pair of you.

“I dreamt that you two had sex. Wait. Did you have sex? Did I hear you having sex in my fucking sleep?”You laugh, nestling your face into Calum’s chest as you blush.

You feel his chest vibrate with laughter and you look up to see Ashton glaring at the two of you playfully before he grins big and wraps his arms around the pair of you.

“It’s about fucking time! Wait, ew you both smell like sex. You can buy me breakfast to make up for invading my sleepy time.” He slaps Calum on the butt and walks away, leaving the two of you grinning at each other as the morning begins.

#5sos #5sos imagines #5sos smut #5sos fanfiction #5secondsofsummer #5sos fic #calum hood smut #CalumHoodImagine #calum hood #ashton irwin

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unholyplumpprincess · 4 years ago

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Sleepyhead

Commission by a person who does not want to be tagged! This was a somnophilia prompt for Mirage/Reader based on a text post and kind of a companion piece to my other fic Long Distance Blues but this can be read separate as well!

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Summary: Text post said "I have this thought of like…I fall asleep cuddled up next to a guy, and in the middle of the night he wakes up and is horny as hell. So, he gently starts to move me, pulling my shorts down, softly grabbing my ass, being really careful not to wake me up. And then - he slides his cock in my pussy and doesn’t care anymore. I wake up to him gripping my hips and slamming them against his cock. And as soon as I moan, he pushes my face down into the pillow, just using me as his personal fucktoy until he cums inside of me." Except. That. But with Mirage.

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Fandom: Apex Legends

Relationship: Mirage/Reader

Warnings: R18+/NSFT, consensual somno ie Sleep Sex, fluff, Reader has a vulva but is gender neutral, otherwise you should be good nothin too scary in this fic besides Love and Affection.

Words: 2.4k

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After your little video coupling with your partner, you had gotten an eager call from him the next day saying that he was packing up his dorm and would be on his flight in a few hours. The drop ships that zipped from planet to planet were rather quick, it wouldn’t be very long for him to be back to Solace, maybe by morning.

When he did make it home, you had to help him move back into your little home. Sometimes pressing kisses to where you could as you helped him put his clothing back in the closet and store away his holo-suit. Elliott was just as affectionate, but grabbier. Hands eagerly grabbing at your ass to pull you closer, kissing you in little pecks so he could murmur how much he missed you between kisses. You both had wound up giggling on each other’s mouths, your fingers twisting eagerly into his shirt and dragging him to the bed.

Reuniting always was a trip between you two. You had so much to catch up on.

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Much like rabbits, you two go at it for hours. Taking turns on who was where, how you did it. You murmur filth and praise into his ear. How much you missed him, what a good boy he was being, how good he felt inside of you. Then it switches, to him caressing you with utmost gentleness, kissing every inch of you, murmuring how much he loves you and how much he’s missed you. How good you taste.

He’s absolutely insatiable for the next few days. He can’t get enough of you. Not that you mind, of course, Elliott is nothing but gentle when he asks and rubs at the back of his neck. He’s always so eager when he comes home, wanting to make up for lost time. Of course you have breaks, taking time to watch movies and have meals together. At some point you two are giggling in the kitchen, playfully snapping pants waistbands or poking at each other’s buttons just right to get playful swatting at each other’s asses.

You missed having him home so much. You especially missed his big, dimpled smiles and brushing his curls back from his face, feeling the scratch of his stubble when you two kiss.

It’s four days after he’s come home and you two are in bed. It’s dark in the room, the curtains pulled back to allow the moon’s light to shine in to provide enough light. You’re lying on your side, curled up with Elliott behind you, the big spoon tonight. You’d fallen asleep easy enough, tired from your days of activities and he can’t help but admire you.

The bruises on your neck from his teeth Elliott can’t help but grin a bit at, kissing one near your nape as if to apologize for it. You were only wearing a t-shirt and underwear, your t-shirt having ridden up to your abdomen where he brushes his fingers across the soft, vulnerable flesh. Taking care not to tickle you or make you squirm with too light of movements.

It’s quiet except for your soft breathing and his own. Normally that would be enough to soothe Elliott to sleep, but he can’t help it when your hips shift back into his, grinding your ass against him briefly and making his breath hitch. That, and tied to the fact he’s been absolutely insatiable ever since he came home, it’s no wonder he’s restraining himself now.

Yet...

You sigh a bit, turning your head to nuzzle back into the pillow you had your arms wrapped around. Elliott’s licks his lips, feeling his arousal spike at seeing you so soft. So quiet. So peaceful.

It’s not like it wasn’t a topic you both hadn’t discussed. Somnophilia had been, shamefully, one thing he was really interested in. Waking up to you giving him head certainly had him blowing a bit too soon, but it always had been you to wake him up in certain manners. He normally slept like a rock, easy in, hard to wake up. Which meant touching you while you slept wasn’t really something he had pondered over, considering he was always out cold by that time. But...

You definitely wouldn’t...mind, would you?

It’s far too tempting to really consider it past that. Besides, Elliott was sure he could be soft enough you’d just sleep right through it. On cue with that thought, you let out a soft snore, lulling deeper into sleep. It just seemed too perfect, and he didn’t believe in coincidences in like this to happen. And if you did mind, he’d apologize profusely and let you have your sleep and jack it off peacefully in the bathroom.

Sounded like a solid plan, Witt, he tells himself with a smile.

Elliott starts small, wrapping one arm around your abdomen and gently pulling you closer so he can grind his hips softly into your ass. His breath hitches up with the action, eye lids fluttering briefly, but he keeps them open just enough to watch your face. Just in case, after all. You don’t react much, just a soft noise of contentment. Taking this as a good sign, he begins rutting up against you gently, squishing at your soft middle gently to be able to drag his body to meet yours.

His cock strains in his sweatpants, only wearing those and his boxers due to the warmer weather outside. Elliott huffs a bit, shimmying them down to mid-thigh before readjusting beside you again. His arm goes around your hip, burying his face into the nape of your neck as he ruts his cock against you. It feels utterly filthy, making it all the more tantalizing when he rubs his bare dick against your clothed ass.

His breathing quickens when he moves his face from your neck, peeking down to see his cock drooling out pre-cum and smearing across your underwear. It’s too much to just stay like this.

Elliott swears under his breath softly with a breathed out, “Shit.” Carefully moving from you to gently pull down the blankets lower around you. His breath is uneven, reaching for his nightstand and pulling out a bottle of lube. There would be no way you’d be wet enough while you were asleep for this, though you may be relaxed enough.

Carefully, oh so carefully he sides up next to you again with three fingers covered in lube. Just as carefully he uses his free hand to wiggle your panties down around one of your ankles and hitches your leg over his hip. It makes his cock jerk up against your ass, soft and oh so inviting, but he’d save that for another time you’d be more interested and active in his play. For now, he instead runs his fingers from hole to clit to smear the lubrication over you.

You’re so warm and inviting, humming softly in your sleep as he pinches and rolls your clit briefly just to feel it already swollen and interested. Probably from your earlier escapade during the day. He smiles at the thought, remembering just how clearly you’d ridden him on the couch and then whined about being sticky and got a shower. With his cum nice and deep inside of you.

Fuck.

Seems your body wasn’t quite adjusted from earlier since two fingers slide into you easy enough. Elliott hisses under his breath, kissing at your neck and trying not to let his shaky breath get too heavy near your ear. His own hips rut up against your ass in time with his fingers, carefully scissoring them and quirking them up into you with gentle pumps. He really does try to take his time in making sure you can take him with no strain, but it just gets too hard. Especially when you start making sleepy little noises.

“Fuck,” He hisses out again. Quiet yet sounding so loud in the darkness around you two. The room feels too hot, sweat beading across his flushed chest as he pulls his fingers out of you. He uses the remaining lube and your own juices to cover the head of his dick, stroking a few times to lube himself up. The rest is wiped on his thigh, able to maneuver you juuuust so he can slide himself in. There’s hardly any restraint on your end, he slips in rather easily, able to feel your inner walls hugging him and fluttering from the intrusion.

Your leg is loose over one of his hips, able to spread your thighs enough to give him room but not enough to really move. Elliott huffs against your neck, nosing at you there as he slides his arm under your leg, pulling it up just a bit to give leverage and to slip a hand back between your thighs. Of course he never forgets about you, eagerly holding his palm over your mound and using his thumb to rub at your clit. He gets off on just the small sounds you make, soft whimpers and a soft sigh of you being a bit startled, but not quite enough to be kicked out of sleep.

Your inner walls squeeze around him when Elliott expertly thumbs at your clit, gently squeezing at the base and massaging up to the sensitive tip just to make your breath hitch higher. Hell, he’d be happy just to stay like this, with you cock warming him and twitching around him like the way you are. He’s sure you could cum from this, you had before, but just the very thought of you waking up to him fucking you is both terrifying as it is arousing.

With small, yet deep thrusts, he slowly begins to work his way up. Tucking his other arm under you to hold you securely and grabbing onto your chest to thumb at your nipple. It’s all too much for him, the soft noises you make, how you’re just so pliable in his arms- can you really blame him?

Elliott’s hips start moving quicker into you. Using your leg on top of his arm to his advantage to pull it a bit higher to angle his thrusts into you. It means he has to move his hand from your clit, grabbing at your thigh and grunting in your ear. He’s murmuring absolute filth under his breath, a habit due to your love of hearing his voice.

Of course, you wind up waking up. At first, it’s slow, just noticing how your body is moving rhythmically in a sort of swaying or bouncing motion. The pleasure slowly begins to process until your body is hit with a truck of sudden pleasure and your eyes go from shut to sleepily fluttering open. “E-Elliott?” You whimper out, your hand coming up beside your head to pat for him in the dark and finding his stubbled cheek to lightly pat at. You sharply cry out when his hips begin to fuck up into you quicker, a knot tying in your lower abdomen.

“S-sorry, sorry, I’m sorr-ry you looked so- ah- good, couldn’t- help it-” He’s trying to whimper out in your ear, caught between nibbling at your lobe and neck and trying to get out an apology. You would have laughed if he didn’t sound so desperate, poor thing. He’s still being such a good boy, whimpering behind you and fucking into you at an angle you like.

You’re still tired though.

Sleepily, you pat his cheek fondly, “Don’t worry- hngh- about it.” You pant out faintly, feeling yourself squeezing tight around him. Trying to resist your own orgasm. “Keep going, don’t stop, cum inside me, baby.” Your voice is shaky as you encourage him, feeling his hand grab your chest in a full grip and his hand squeezing your thigh harder as he fucks into you.

It’s cute the way he sobs out his ‘thank you’s again and again. Elliott buries his face into the back of your neck, having to roll you over onto your stomach and hike your hips up so he could fuck into you. You hold onto a pillow, hugging it tight as he lays his weight over your back. One of his hands comes under you, rubbing your clit in circles and begging for you to cum around him.

You feel him sob out, cumming first and filling you with his warmth. You cum soon after with his insistent, urgent rubbing followed by the feeling of being came inside of.

There’s the cool down as you feel him sink into your back, his arm now wrapped around your waist to keep your hips up so he could stay lodged inside of you. You hum fondly, turning your head to the side to blindly kiss at what you think is his jawline judging by how you can feel stubble and the tickle of his curls on your cheek. Soon you find lips with the help of him moving his head to kiss at you messily, only getting half your mouth at the strange angle and making a disappointed noise.

“Mmh- lemme roll over,” You slur out, getting him to pull out briefly so you could roll onto your back, hitching your legs around his waist and letting him eagerly sink back in. Elliott must be oversensitive, judging by the funny yet relieved face he makes sinking back into you. He wastes no time, hovering back over you and stealing soft kisses. It’s quiet except for both of your heavy breathing and the soft, wet partings between kisses. Peaceful even.

“God, I missed you.” He finally murmurs on your mouth, heated and hot if it weren’t for the fact he’s crushing you. You respond with an overdramatic groan underneath him as if he’s crushed all the air out of you. That only makes Elliott grin, nuzzling his nose against your cheek. “Aw, didn’t you miss me, babe?”

You laugh, strained and begin pushing on his shoulders to get him to get up. It’s with his own dramatic whine that he sits up. Still hip to hip with you but now mostly on his knees and off your chest.

He cries out when you pinch his side, only for his eyes to light up dangerously, hands at the ready before you shout, “Elliott Witt you are NOT tickling me when your DICK is inside of me!!!”

It’s worth him falling back on top of you to crush the air out of you once more.

But only because he’s so cute when he’s laughing.

#Mirage #Mirage x Reader #Apex legends #apex lemons #nsft #lemon #commissions #princess writing

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seostudios · 4 years ago

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all in love is fair

shouldn’t couldn’t wouldn’t

why i want you ever since i met you, my life has been nothing but sunshines and rainbows. you’ve brought me out of my misery you’ve given me a reason to go on fourth the reason i want to be someone why i want the world my world is you

fluff + mature content established-relationship!au + non-idol!au unprotected sex + breeding kink

wait cause why is drabbles really good... i haven’t written a smut in so long. i hope you guys enjoy this! i’ll post one of my wips soon... or my halloween shit

“Y/n..” Jaehyun calls. “Yea babe?” You reply, walking into the living room, which was only lit by the fireplace, giving both you and Jaehyun a quiet cozy atmosphere to finally relax into. He shifts on the large couch to lay down, before signalling you to come rest on top of him. “Remember when you were pregnant with Hyunwoo..” He started, hand caressing your back. “You were so moody, always wanting some of the most bizzare treats.” He voiced, bellowing a deep chuckle. “Did not!” You sputter, digging your face deep into your husband’s neck. “But you’ve blessed me with the most beautiful son I could even ask for,” He concluded. “Jae...” You whisper. “Acting like I did all the work.” You mutter. Now adjusting yourself on the sofa, straddling on Jaehyun, legs on either sides of him. “Hyunwoo is lucky to have you as a father.” You inform him. “Now stop getting all sappy and romantic.” You gush, poking his stomach, which earns you a small fit of laughter from him. “Way to ruin the mood, I wanted to have sex.” He said, a pout evident on his lips. Though his facial expression could’ve fooled you, his sneaky hands lurking up your thighs didn’t.

“Hyunwoo is in the other room Jae...” You said seriously, but a silly grin was still slapped across your face. He shrugs his shoulders, hands reaching past your sides to the strings of your pyjama shorts. “Okay honey.” The white laces undoing, Jaehyun tugging on the elastic band. “But..” “We can be quiet.” He starts, hushing you. Your hands make their way to grip onto his broad shoulders, leaning forward. Your cleavage on full display. “Off please.” Jaehyun requests, tugging on your t shirt, watching you remove the article of clothing. You can hear him mutter a quick ‘fuck’ before pulling you into a wet kiss. You’ll admit, his kisses were more on the sloppy side ever since you’ve had Hyunwoo. I guess not having sex every moment alone did something to him. To Jaehyun, this was a now or never situation. If he didn’t do anything now, he probably won’t see you naked until you’re breastfeeding Hyunwoo. I think he’d rather see now, in his own hands. His hands knead your breasts, thankful you weren’t wearing a bra. “Gonna ruin you tonight.” He mumbles against your lips, winning a quiet whimper from you. Jaehyun grips onto your hips before flipping over. Now he’s on top. You watch him pull the remaining clothing off your body, stripping himself afterwards. Pinching his side you whine, what took him so long. “Eager.. I like that.” He pointed out. Pulling your hips up and against his front, teasing his hardened length against your folds. Finally, pushing in. You forgot how sensational it felt when Jaehyun filled you up to the brim, thrusting right onto your g-spot. Stop! Be quiet! Your moan was cut short with Jaehyun’s fingers dipping into your mouth. “Shhh...” He whispers roughly into your ear, before grunting.

The star shined as you reached your second orgasm of the night, moaning quietly into your palm. Jaehyun aggressively grabs your face, moving to face him, “I’m gonna fucking put a baby in you.” He said with a groan, feeling his thrusts quicken. “Fuck.. Ja-Jaehyun-ie..” You whimper, biting his shoulder. Just then, you feel Jaehyun’s liquid spray your walls, coating them white. In spite of already reaching his high, he still manages to thrust, deeply into you. “Think you can cum again for me..?” Why’d he even ask? He felt your walls clench around his cock. Reaching his hand down towards your clit he abuses your bud, making sure you cum. A wave of pleasure dawns over you moments later, with a leg shaking orgasm. The pleasure was unimaginable, even if Jaehyun had to bare not hearing your beautiful moans, he was glad he got something out of tonight.

Not too long after the two of you reached your highs, Jaehyun moves underneath you, enveloping you in his arms under the duvet he picks up off the floor. You arm lands on his broad chest, drawing shapes on his pecks, sitting in a comfortable silence. “I love you,” Jaehyun says followed by a deep sigh. What was he thinking of? “I know..” You reply. “No-” He starts, sitting up slightly. His head resting on the arm of the couch. “I don’t think you understand how much I love you Y/n.” His arm still wrapped around your shoulder squeezes. Oh, How much? “Jae, I love you s-” “I love you more than you love me.” He said cutting you off. A small burst of giggles pop out of you, was he seriously competing for your own love? “I think I love you as much as you love me.. Right?” You asked. His lips turn upwards, dimples on full view for you. “Right.”

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