#jun han smut

[b1mbodoll]

pairings: junhan x f! reader

warnings: perv! virgin! junhan + bimbo! reader + hentai-esque dialogue + oral

💌: ok my last rb’s put xh in my head and now i am having nasty thoughts sry!!!!!!!!

it’s no surprise junhan is a virgin, after all who would wanna go anywhere near his disgusting dick? everyone knows he’s a pervert bc he’s been caught watching hentai in class multiple times. he’s delusional and convinced that the pretty bimbo in his ap chem class is in love with him, wants nothing more than to ravage you in the middle of class so people know you belong to him. knocks your things off ur desk so he can stare at ur pussy when you bend over to pick them up, wondering which panties youre wearing today.

when he offers to tutor you because he knows you’re failing, you accept eagerly, asking how you can repay him for being so nice n he has a couple of ideas but decides to wait til you warm up to him before revealing them to you.

when the time comes he tells you there’s nothing he wants more than for you to suck him off n you giggle to urself because that’s all he wants? and junhan’s embarrassed bc he didnt know he could ask for more. you’re surprised to find out he has such a dirty mind n even filthier mouth, moaning around his length when he grunts n tells you he’s “gonna flood your mouthpussy with so much cum” obviously it’s a line from one of his favorite hentai videos, spewing more and more filthy phrases while you gurgle around his cock n choke on his dickmilk

[lovetaroandtaemin]

Kinktober 2024

Day 8: Hand Kink

Han Hyeongjun x Reader Word Count: 1,022 THIS FIC IS NSFW, MINORS DNI!!! Warnings: Soft dom!Jun Han, fingering, biting, a little bit of voyeurism, Jun Han gets a bit mean with the teasing, implied round 2. If you think I missed any warnings, let me know! A/N: If you would like to be added to my Kinktober taglist, you can send an ask, send a dm, or comment on any of my Kinktober-related posts with the username that you'd like tagged. Happy reading!

Taglist: @unlikelysublimekryptonite

Fic is under the cut.

It was the last concert of Xdinary Heroes’ tour, and you couldn’t have been more excited. Not only did you have the time of your life traveling with your boyfriend and his bandmates, but you also couldn’t wait to get back home and have some quality time with Hyeongjun. Sure, the first thing the two of you were planning to do with that “quality time” was have sex, but it was still a relief to know that you would be able to go back to your apartment after the show instead of a hotel room or tour bus.

Every time you watched your boyfriend perform, you found it impossible to tear your eyes off of him. Hyeongjun had the kind of charisma that just drew you in whenever he was onstage, and you loved it. It also didn’t help that you tended to get distracted by how gorgeous you thought he was. It was obvious to anyone that saw how you looked at him, to the point that even his own bandmates teased him sometimes because they could see how in love the two of you were.

One of the things that you found really attractive about Hyeongjun was his hands. Just watching the way that he moved them as he played had your mind swimming with inappropriate thoughts more often than you wanted to admit. He always looked sexy when he played, and you loved showing him just how sexy you thought he was after every show.

When Hyeongjun made his way backstage, the first thing he did was look for you. When he found you in his dressing room, scrolling on your phone, he said, “I have some things I have to do before I can leave. You should go home, though, you deserve some relaxation. Ok?”

“You got it, honey,” you responded, quickly gathering your things so you could leave. Once you were home, you stripped and waited on your bed for Hyeongjun to arrive. Waiting for him when all you wanted to do was rip his clothes off and let him have his way with you was agonizing, but you did your best to be patient. After all, you knew that he would give you everything you wanted and more when he got home.

While you waited, you let your fantasies run wild. You thought about Hyeongjun’s hands, and how sexy they looked whenever he played guitar. As you thought about him, you couldn’t help but slide your hand down to where you wanted his hands the most. You slowly inserted one finger into your pussy, imagining it was his. After a few minutes, one turned into two. After a few more minutes, you could barely contain yourself, bucking your hips up and crying out in desperation. It felt good to have your own fingers inside of you, but nothing could compare to Hyeongjun.

Your solo playtime was interrupted by Hyeongjun clearing his throat and asking, “Well what is this? Poor baby got so desperate waiting for me she couldn’t help but touch herself?”

“’m sorry, Junnie, I just started thinking and couldn’t help myself.”

“Oh, really? What were you thinking about, sweetie?”

You looked away blushing and mumbled, “Your hands.”

“What was that? I couldn’t hear,” he responded with a teasing tone.

“Your hands,” you said, slightly louder. He laughed a little bit when he heard your answer. In response, you quietly said, “What? I like your hands.”

“Well then I guess I should put them to use, shouldn’t I?” You nodded, and Hyeongjun joined you on the bed. He gently moved your hand away from your pussy, replacing it with his. You let out a moan of satisfaction when you finally felt his fingers inside of you, loving the way he curled them as he fucked you. As he fingered you, you felt his mouth on your neck, biting and kissing every inch of you that he could reach.

Hyeongjun loved fucking you with his cock, but he loved fucking you with his fingers even more. You were significantly more responsive when he used his hands. Every time he got to see how much more responsive you were, it did wonders for his ego as well as his libido. The way you bucked your hips up in your desperation for more was adorable, and he loved how you sounded in bed. Hyeongjun would never tell you this, but he held the sounds that left your lips during your most intimate moments together in higher regard than his favorite song.

Your moans grew louder as Hyeongjun started to move his fingers faster. You knew that you wouldn’t last much longer, so you warned him. He stopped kissing your neck and you whined, but when he grabbed your chin, forcing you to make eye contact, the frustration you were feeling quickly turned to nervousness and arousal. It was almost too much for you to handle, and when he looked you in the eyes and said, “Cum for me, sweetheart,” you couldn’t take it anymore.

Your orgasm washed over you like the sweetest tidal wave, and you held onto Hyeongjun for dear life as he fucked you through it. Once the aftershocks subsided and your breathing returned to normal, he kissed you with a passion that made your head spin. When you pulled away, you smiled and said, “I love you.”

“I love you too, baby.” You smiled until he said, “I knew you liked my hands, but I didn’t realize just how much.”

You blushed and hid your face in his neck, whining at the teasing. The embarrassment only lasted for a moment, though, once you remembered that Hyeongjun hadn’t gotten any attention yet. The idea of making your boyfriend cum got you turned on all over again, and you took advantage of your position by kissing and biting at his neck. He let out a small moan at the sensation and said, “I hope you know what you’re getting yourself into, love.”

It was going to be a very long night for both of you, but you were both too turned on by each other to care.

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[bruh-2004]

XDH + S/O ASKING THEM TO SHOWER TOGETHER FOR THE FIRST TIME

genre: fluff, suggestive at times, comedy.

GUN-IL

- he would look at you immediately with his eyes shining;

- "wow love, I was already thinking that you would never invite me, I was actually excited";

- it would be a fun bath, even seeming like something usual, he would help you with the soap, you would help him wash his hair, you would splash water on each other;

- but we are talking about gun-il, so surely at some point you would end up fucking in the shower (the water bill going through the roof);

- in the end you left tired, but you would be happy to have such a memorable first bath together.

GAON

- Jiseok would jump out of bed when he heard you ask him that, the boy would run towards you and ask "is this serious? Finally!!!";

- he would show his happiness all the time, seriously, taking off his clothes he would be looking at you like 🥰🥰🥰;

- a really fun bath too, you would laugh at him almost falling, he would laugh at you almost going blind with the soap falling into your eyes, but there would be cute moments too;

- ok, makeout session would happen at some point, gaon wouldn't resist with you glued to him all the time;

- after the bath you would be laughing in the wind like two fools in love.

JUNHAN

- he would look at you surprised at first, his cheeks would definitely turn red;

- "you know, love... I don't know, I don't think I'm ready yet";

- you would respect it and go to the shower alone, but in reality Junhan was ready, but he was embarrassed, after thinking a lot he would end up changing his mind and going to meet you (leaving you very surprised, but happy);

- at first the shower would be normal so to speak, you were still a little shy, but little by little you started to loosen up and soon you would be hugging each other under the shower;

- this event would bring you even closer together, junhan would stay closer to you and even ask if you could shower together again the next day.

JOOYEON

- in fact I imagine that with Jooyeon you wouldn't even need to ask, when you went to look for him the boy would already be waiting for you in the bathroom;

- "why that surprised face? I heard you tell your friend on the phone that you were going to spice things up between us";

- yes, you would definitely blush at that, but then you would start laughing and just take him to the stall after they had undressed;

- jooyeon would irritate you a lot in the shower, disturbing you from applying soap to your body, you would retaliate by messing up his hair, but there would come a point where you would be kissing (a bonus: his silly hands would often be on your breasts);

- they would barely have gotten out of the shower and he would be annoying you saying "baby, let's get dirty and go back to the shower, I want to touch your breasts again".

O.DE

- I imagine O.de having a more neutral reaction, as if it were something routine for you to ask him this, so he would simply agree with the idea;

- you would wonder if he wasn't excited about the situation, but when they entered the bathroom you would realize that he was excited, he was just trying to hide it;

- he would look you up and down, you would say with shame "stop fucking me with your eyes seungmin!" and he would respond "I'll only stop if I want to eat you in another way";

- they would already get in the shower making out, he's not the type of guy who wastes time, a shower would only happen after he achieved his goal;

- after everything, already lying in bed, seungmin would be taking care of you with great affection, he would caress your back and tell you how much he enjoyed taking a shower with you.

JUNGSU

- with Jungsu I imagine a slightly different situation, you had no intention of calling him, but he would follow you in the room while you picked up your things so you already imagined what he wanted and ended up surrendering;

- he would be as happy as a child running in the most adorable way possible to get his things;

- already in the shower he would ask you "honey, can I give you a bath? I swear it's without malice";

- and it really was without malice, he bathed you as carefully as possible as if you were a baby, overall it would be a very romantic bath, you would give quick kisses and hugs;

- when you were applying post-bath cream on your arms Jungsu would hug you from behind leaving a kiss on your neck, he would say "I loved taking a shower with you, love, but next time we won't take a shower and you know exactly what I want say with that."

[sugawhaaa]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪𖤐XDINARY HEROES MASTERLIST.𖥔 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪𖤐

✮⋆˙Codes˙⋆✮

Actively being updated!!

🍓:: smut

🍊::fluff

🍋::angst

🍏::drabble

🫐:: headcanons

🍇:: audio

✰ .ᐟ Ot6/headcanons .ᐟ ✰

🍓🫐- their fav positions

🍊🫐-girl dad, boy dad, or somewhere in between?

🍓🫐-walking in on the two of you

🍓🍊🫐-catching you reading smut about them

✰ .ᐟ GUNIL .ᐟ ✰

🍇-...

🍓🍊🫐-thinking of gunil as your bf

✰ .ᐟ JUNGSU .ᐟ ✰

🍊🍏-is that even a question?

✰ .ᐟ GAON .ᐟ ✰

🍊🍓🫐-Christmas with Gaon

🍇-edging

🍓🍊-high fashion

🍓🍋-I want them to hear you

🍇-...

🍓🫐-sex with Gaon would...

🍓-hot summer day

✰ .ᐟ ODE .ᐟ ✰

🍓-hurts so good

🍓🍊🫐-thinking of gaon as your bf

🍓🍊-interrupting fox

🍊🍓🫐-Christmas with seungmin

🍓🍊-1:32am

🍊🫐🍓-Ode as your boyfriend

🍊-lipstick

✰ .ᐟ JUNHAN .ᐟ ✰

🍓-lets keep this our little secret

🍓🍊-hybrid?

🍓🍊-I don't want the members seeing you like this

🍇-...

🍓🍊🫐-thinking of junhan as your bf

✰ .ᐟ JOOYEON .ᐟ ✰

🍇-...

[bell4donn4]

MASTERLIST. ☾

LUKE CASTELLAN ✧˖°

cheating - after your boyfriend dumped you, Luke takes the so awaited occasion of getting you all alone. | smut blurb

Punishment - luke punishes you for misbehaving | smut blurb

Training - he really thought he could teach you how to fight: apparently he was wrong | blurb

Like a god - Luke worships you like a follower does with a god | smut blurb

Strawberry ice-cream - the summer in which Luke Castellan fell in love

getaway truck - a western road trip with Luke Castellan (aka, your beloved boyfriend)

Too sweet- Luke Castellan is too sugary sweet for your liking

Late night talks and thoughts - Luke knows somethings wrong, he can feel it in the air.

Loser!luke agenda:

1.

Thoughts:

1.

2.

3.

black is the color of elegance -Charlie bushnell smau serie

1. 4. 7.

2. 5. 8

3. 6. 9

SIMON ‘GHOST’ RILEY ⊹₊⋆

…. (work in progress!)

XDINARY HEROES ˚ ༘`✦ ˑ ִֶ

boyfriends headcanons -

Xdinary heroes as love tropes -

[kiestrokes]

Day 10, 11 & 12: A Nonsense Christmas | NSFW + SFW

▸ Idol: Wen Junhui of SVT | Na Jaemin of NCT | Doh Kyungsoo of EXO ▸ Rating: SFW/NSFW. Mature (18+) Minors DNI. ▸ Genre: hard hours, active WIP excerpt, established relationship, enemies with extreme sexual tension, love triangle, smut, crack. ▸ Vibe: a collection of nonsense "holiday" excursions. Model!Junhui and his partner at a work party; coworkers Jaemin and reader being the last two to go home before the office closes for Christmas and getting stuck in the elevator together; another excerpt from the untitled big brother Kyungsoo/little brother Jisung love triangle with their childhood neighbor ft. Seo Changbin to the rescue. ▸ Warnings: language, stuck in an elevator/bathroom scene for anyone that might trigger.

Sexually Explicit Content: oral (male receiving, female almost receiving), sexual tension, teasing, kissing, fondling, orgasm denial in a way, interrupted sexual relations.

🗝️ Note: Has not beta-ed by me or anyone else. There would have been more for Jaemin, but I hate chunking dialogue like you will see in the Kyungsoo one.

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

「 25 Hours: Hard, Soft and WIP-mas Masterlist 」

Wen Junhui Model boyfriend Jun that has driven you crazy the whole party in his outfit, the deep v of his suit, the teasing cutouts on the sides, so much so that you can't wait to get home, after you say your goodbyes early as usual, due to Jun's dwindling social battery you corral him into the agency's stock closet, he huffs a quiet laugh as you sink to your knees into front of him, his longer fingers stroking back your hair, already well attuned to what it is you're seeking, he knows how much the veins between his hipbones tempt you into sucking him off, you lay a kiss to each hip in a small ceremony of worship before swallowing down your prize, Jun's fingers tighten behind your ear, you look up under your lashes to see his head kicked back in ecstasy, jaw slack in appreciation as your tongue wraps around his sensitive parts.

Na Jaemin Annoying coworker Jaemin, you're the last two in the office, working on the same project in different departments, the very last thing you wanted before the week off was to get stuck in the elevator with your arche nemesis, yet here you were, sitting on the floor what felt like an hour (20 mins) later, Jaemin chattering away across from you as you zone out trying to reach a coworker or friend via text or call with your low cell signal in the tin box, he toes your shoe asking if you're listening to him, you kindly inform him that you cannot take him, his new bleached hair and clear hipster glasses serious.

Doh Kyungsoo You're at their apartment party where Jisung is too busy charming the neighbors. You and Soo accidentally get locked in the bathroom together. You're giggling until Soo pins you against the counter. "I like you." "Soo-" "More than him." "Of course, you think that he's your annoying baby brother." His lips linger in front of you, your gazes locked. "Soo," you hush a whisper before kissing him. Kyungsoo groans before embedding his hands in your hair and devouring you. You break the kiss with a gasp. "I really want to kiss you somewhere else." You moan as his hand travels down the middle of your body, telling you exactly where he wishes to kiss. "Yes," you groan, hips canting forward when he finally cups you intimately. Kyungsoo rucks up the hem of your dress, and you open your legs causing him to laugh in tender amusement. Crouching between your spread thighs he places a firm kiss over your panties. "Ah, Soo just take the off!" You grumble in frustration. Kyungsoo looks up at you from under his laughs, chin pressing against your clothed folds, "still so impatient." Suddenly theres a pounding on the door. The two of you bolt upright, your dress falling back into place as Changbin yells from the other side. Thankfully his brute strength aids in your escape, unthankfully Kyungsoo's coworker pulls him off and you sulk back to your apartment with damp panties.

© COPYRIGHT 2021 - 2024 by kiestrokes  All rights reserved. No portion of this work may be reproduced without written permission from the author. This includes translations.

[redara]

Sub-Mission

Pairings: Áila Hávarôr / Bi-Han / Tenshikiri Jun Ratings: Explicit Words: 6.418 Tags: F/M/F, Sub-Bi-Han, Toys Summary: Bi-Han admits, he appreciates strong, influential women. AU - canon divergence. Sets in the current timeline, post-MK1, in the AU where everyone agrees for a truce in order to prepare for potential timeline Invaders.

A/N: also posted on AO3. Áila Hávarôr belongs to @tazahan . Tenshikiri Jun belongs to me. Special thanks, Taza, for the discussion about our girls! :3

The threat of invaders from other timelines is still looming over. It is not a simple matter; all sides are wary of each other, cautious for another ‘Damashi’ to trick them. The growing tension is becoming too palpable that Liu Kang, as the Protector of Earthrealm and the former Keeper of Time, has decided to call for a truce. And such a decision is immediately welcomed, at least for now.

Upon entering the Wu Shi Academy, Bi-Han tries, and fails, to hide his disgust. Why, of all places, must the meeting be held here? He strides to the main hall, not bothering to look at his surroundings; Sektor and Cyrax are following dutifully, dressed in their red and yellow mech-armor, sans the helmets.

As expected, the main hall is already packed with familiar faces. Bi-Han glances daggers at Kuai Liang and Tomas, the former who is still donning yellow, and accompanied by his Shirai wife, Harumi. Surprisingly, it is Tomas who gives a small nod to Bi-Han, either out of habit or respect, Bi-Han doesn’t bother to care. He only wants to find a spot in the background where no one can sneak up and stab him – given the glares he receives, there are plenty with such a wish.

He finds a place by a bookshelf, where there are two unfamiliar women standing. One is a voluptuous woman with short orange hair, dressed in black techwear-style outfit; crop-hoodie with intricate silver pattern, cargo pants, and red and white sneakers; she is crossing her arms under her ample chest. The other woman has jet black hair tied up in a bun, dressed in a dark teal kimono, and she is shorter than the first woman. Neither of them look familiar, or important , so Bi-Hand decides to not give them any mind, and stands in the space in front of them.

“Great, now we have a wall in front of us.”

“Jun –” the Orange-Haired woman immediately adds when Bi-Han turns around, “-- sorry, sorry , she doesn’t mean you –”

“Of course not.” The Teal-Dressed woman feigns a smile. “Please, resume standing there, Áila and I are only wallflowers after all.”

Bi-Han frowns at the sarcasm, “If you are short , you should be aware not to stand in the back.”

“Yes, apologies. Clearly, we should have brought stepladders to this meeting.”

The Orange-Haired woman, Áila, looks apologetic for the Teal-Dressed woman, Jun, who looks annoyingly smug. Bi-Han could reply, in fact, he wants to, but he’d rather not add two more people to the list of ‘people who want to kill him’, so he opts to ignore them – which has proven difficult, now that they’re muttering behind his back.

Liu Kang finally begins the meeting, fashionably late, as usual. The Fire God still looks the same since the last time Bi-Han saw him, though now he looks rather tired, if a God can be tired… “Thank you for sparing your time for this important meeting. I hope this won’t be the only time we are standing together, as there is strength in number, and solidarity. I understand some of you have different goals, clashing goals, and I appreciate it that you are setting aside your differences to fight a common enemy – The Invaders.”

Does he ever stop talking? Bi-Han sighs quietly as Liu Kang goes on a lecture about the current situation; how another Titan has been spotted invading other timelines, and it’s only a matter of time before they come to this one; how the Shirai Ryu (Bi-Han grunts at the name) have agreed to set aside their rivalry with the Lin Kuei; and how Quan Chi and Shang Tsung have agreed to ‘play nice’ for once as to not have Empress Mileena and her court hunt them down. All the boring details that could have been summarized in a written note, instead of calling for a meeting.

But then Liu Kang concludes, “Before I forget, we have two additional guests here. They may not have been involved in our latest kombat, but they are of powerful clans seeking to maintain the peace and alliance. Uh –” he looks around the room, so uncharacteristically confused as he scans the faces of everyone. Somehow Bi-Han has the feelings that the two thorns behind him are the ones Liu Kang is searching for –

Aaand he is right, when Jun speaks up aloud, “We’re here, Lord Liu Kang.”

Now all eyes turn towards Bi-Han, seemingly judging him for blocking the two guests, and he steps aside before anyone could ask him to. Liu Kang smiles, “Ah, there you are. Everyone, let me introduce you to Áila Hávarôr, future chieftain of the Sól Eldur clan. Her clan has been a dear friend, and their inventions have helped keep Earthrealm safe for centuries.”

Áila gives a respectful salute to Liu Kang and the room, “Pleased to meet you.”

Liu Kang continues, “And Tenshikiri Jun, the current Head of the Tenshikiri family. Once a clan serving the Empire as Spymaster, they are now oath-bound as secret keepers of Earthrealm.”

Jun bows deeply, before standing straight and replies, “It’s an honor to be here.”

“The honor is mine, Lady Áila, Lady Jun. As per our agreement, the two of you shall join forces with the Lin Kuei, in hope the three of you can come up with a battle plan if the Invader does invade our timeline.” Liu Kang gestures at Bi-Han, “Please, look no further than to your right, and you’ll find Bi-Han, the esteemed Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei.”

Áila casts a bright, carefree smile, “Ah, yes, we’ve been, uhm, acquainted.”

“With his back.” Jun mutters under her breath.

“If you’d like to step closer to the table, I’m sure we still have more space by the Champions.” Liu Kang gestures to the four Earthrealm Champions who are standing side by side.

Bi-Han watches as Áila and Jun accept the offer; they walk with their heads held high, and a formal smile on their faces. But he doesn’t miss the small glance they throw at him as they walk past him, one of curiosity and interest, both pairs of eyes locking with his dark brown ones. And in that single moment, Bi-Han can’t figure out why he is annoyed in the first place.

***

In the next few days and weeks, however, Bi-Han finds himself growing more annoyed than usual. At least now he’s back in the Lin Kuei compound, a familiar place devoid of judgmental people, and back on his routine as the Grandmaster. He’s sitting behind his desk in his office, reading the reports gathered by his Lin Kuei regarding the two unfamiliar clans he didn’t know existed prior to the meeting in Wu Shi Academy. Both the Sól Eldur and the Tenshikiri clans show promises and great rapports, in fact, they have been so secretive in assisting Earthrealm that the Lin Kuei have not needed to cross paths with them before.

Perhaps it should have stayed that way , for now he keeps seeing the names of Áila and Jun in every document, and his heart sinks a bit deeper each time. There is something about those two. Perhaps it’s the fact that Áila and her clan are blessed by the power of the sun and can torch the Earth if given the opportunity, yet they choose to remain pacifists for all these years. Perhaps it’s the fact that Jun and her family know every little secret in the world, but still keep them despite being capable of using them for their own gain.

Two beautiful women of powerful clans, commanding forces under their leadership – so why does it bother Bi-Han so much?

Perhaps it’s the fact that Áila’s voluminous chest would jiggle enticingly with every little move she makes – even the action of going downstairs becomes such a lewd display, that Bi-Han has tried so hard to focus on her face entirely. Perhaps it’s how Jun’s curvy hips would sway when she walks – Bi-Han doesn’t know if he enjoys the sight of her approaching or leaving. Perhaps it’s the way both of them would look at him, a mixture of coy and playful, like waves on the sand, enticing him to come closer into the sea to drown him.

And he hates to admit it, but by the Gods, some days he wants to step into the figurative sea and drown.

The door to his office is knocked. Bi-Han shakes his head to clear out the thoughts of Áila and Jun completely; he clears his throat, and gruffly responds, “Come in.”

Just his luck, the two burdens of his mind enter his office; they carry themselves in their own personal grace, like the sun and the moon, and Bi-Han suddenly feels like the dark space they accompany.

“Good evening.” He greets Áila and Jun, watching as they begin to occupy the space of his office. “To what do I owe this visit?”

Bi-Han is not sure who he has to watch; Jun is observing the line of decorative weapons on the wall, hips swaying with each step that she takes; Áila stands in front of his desk with her hands in the pockets of her cargo pants, shifting from one foot to another, and with each movement, her chest heaves. His attention finally settles on Áila as she speaks, “We’d like to say thank you for allowing us to stay with the Lin Kuei for this unforeseeable future. We understand it must be difficult to let strangers into your home, and we thank you for your trust, and – uhm…” she looks away, still shifting on her feet.

“And we trust you in return.” Jun adds without looking away from the decorative weapons.

“Right. I had that on the top of my head.” Áila looks at Bi-Han again, though now he notices a slight pink hue on her cheeks. “Uh… We just want to say that we trust you, and we feel that you do too, I mean, we are allies and – Jun, I can’t do this. You’re the one who’s good with words.”

Jun turns to her, “Why, you were doing great before that.”

“Oh, come on…”

The exchange raises both alarm and confusion in Bi-Han that he’s not certain on how to respond except, “What are you two blabbering about?”

Áila cocks her head towards Jun, “We have a point, I promise, but she will explain it.”

Bi-Han raises an eyebrow at the said woman, “Well? You’re talking about hospitality and trust, I don’t think I’d extend either if you two are acting weird in front of me.”

With a sigh, Jun begins to make her way to his desk; even paced, calculated movement, almost like a dance. “We intended to make this as refined as possible, but crass will have to do, given your attitude. We’re saying that we’re not blind, Bi-Han.”

“Who said you are?”

“We noticed your stare. I am a Tenshikiri, I’m trained to read the subtlest body language, and yours is loud.” Jun stops next to Áila. With both women looking at him intently, Bi-Han finds his heart beats a bit faster. “Did you think we wouldn’t notice your heated gaze on my hips? Or your ogling of Áila’s massive tits?” Áila nudges Jun’s side, but she continues. “We’re all adults here, so let us talk like adults, shall we? If my observation is incorrect, tell me so, and we will offer you our apology, take our leave from your office, and we shall continue our days like this has never happened. So, would you like to admit it, or deny it, Grandmaster?”

The shame growing in the pit of Bi-Han’s chest makes him feel like a hormonal teenager again, and he tries to suppress it, even though his face feels a bit warmer than usual. Gripping the armrests of his chair, his fingertips layered by ice in hope to quell his emotions. He glances between the two women, heat begins to consume him inside out, just like the urge to be honest or to lie to save face.

What’s the worst that could happen?

Bi-Han heaves a heavy sigh, body slumping against his chair. “How astute. Forgive me for having a keen sense of observation. You should feel safe within these walls. But,” he adds sharply, “I merely admired what your hard work has bestowed upon your physique. I’d be foolish if I did not notice them entirely.”

Jun glances at Áila. There is a smirk shared between them, and Bi-Han swears he sees a mischievous glint in their eyes, one that he doesn’t expect to see from them. Jun starts, “I told you. My skill is impeccable.”

Áila’s pink cheeks grow redder, “So you said. Now what?”

“Now it’s our turn to be honest. You do it.”

“Fine…” Áila groans, before schooling her expression into a decent one, albeit still holds mischief behind her smile. “We – ahem – we’ve also been ‘observing’ your hard work. We think it’s impressive, worthy of many praises – you are possibly the most beautiful man we’ve ever seen. Don’t laugh!” She chides as Jun snickers into her palm.

The cogs in Bi-Han’s mind fall into places, and oh… they’ve been ogling me as well? Them? Both of them? There is a cracking sound coming from his armrests, where his ice has taken form and completely ruined the fine wood, but he doesn’t care for that for now. These two women who have occupied his thoughts just confessed that they have been looking at him as well, and – and now what?

“Ah… Thank you.” is what Bi-Han can manage, for deep inside, his desire grows and he doesn’t wish it to be known, not when Áila is blushing so adorably, and he wonders if she’ll blush the same shade of her hair – does the hair below matches the hair above? – and certainly not when Jun is undressing him with her eyes, and he wonders what kind of expression she will give when she breaks underneath him – 

Bi-Han huffs an icy breath. The display earns the attention of the two women. He is the Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei. He is the infamous Sub-Zero who is widely known and respected. He can handle the toughest enemies and the hardest of battle, certainly he can handle two lustful creatures.

“Since the cats are out of the bag,” He begins, heart pounding harder and steadily, watching Áila and Jun’s response, “and since we are adults who are capable of being responsible for our own… desire, let me ask what do you have in mind?”

“Perhaps we should foster our alliances deeper .” Áila glances between Jun and him.

“Nothing better than showing the naked truth to foster trust.” Jun purrs. “And you? What does the Grandmaster want?”

Bi-Han can’t help the pull on the corner of his lips, or the growing need in the restraint of his pants, or how he thinks how adorable that these two women are acting like they are in control of the outcome. But he welcomes their heated gaze nonetheless, as he gives his reply, “Do whatever you wish to me.”

***

The cold bedroom gradually grows hotter with each layer of clothing that’s being shed. Bi-Han admires how both Áila and Jun are not holding back from their desire, and neither is he; he interrupts Áila from undoing her bra by pulling her for a kiss – she moans, partially in protest of his colder lips, but she complies and melts into his touch, arching into his palm that’s kneading at one of her breasts. They feel heavy and full and soft, and Gods , Bi-Han wants to bury his face in between them.

A small chuckle is heard behind him, and he parts from Áila to find Jun, already in her naked glory, approaching the bed with a small box in hand. Bi-Han grows curious, “What is that?”

“This?” Jun shakes the box lightly. Whatever’s inside sounds heavy. “It’s something pleasurable, I promise.”

He is not convinced. He approaches her, silently demanding to see the content.

She clicks her tongue, “Mm… Such impatience.” She opens the box, and just as she has said, the variety of toys stored within make Bi-Han’s dick twitch in reaction. Jun takes out a large vibrator, “Would this be too much to handle? We can start with the – UNF.”

Her challenging tone dies down when Bi-Han silences her with a kiss. Her shaky breath is a reaction to his cold tongue, and she mewls when he palms her breasts – they are significantly smaller than Áila’s, but he enjoys her hardening nipples, how she jumps as he pinches them to attention.

A warm hand holds his lower back. Áila hums, “I believe you said we are to do whatever we want with you?”

Bi-Han swallows thickly, did I? Oh, right, I did. “Fine.” He grumbles internally, climbing into the bed to settle in the center. His erection is straining against his boxer brief, too tight, twitching in excitement as Áila and Jun are standing at the foot of the bed, observing him. The warm light of the room accentuating the beauty of their naked bodies, the curves and dips, the colors and marks, the perfect imperfections.

When he finally removes his boxer brief, his erection springs free and heavily, and he swears he hears both women gasp. Their reaction pumps his pride – he is not stupid, years of training have sculpted his body into a perfect weapon, but also given him an impressive physique – so he lies there with a smirk, hand holding the base of his thick length, and he watches Áila and Jun’s eyes widening.

“Truly an asset –”

“-- befitting a Grandmaster.”

They finish each other's sentences.

Without wasting any time, the bed dips when Áila and Jun begin to climb up to lie beside him. Áila is to his right, and Jun is to his left, and both are on their sides with their breasts pressing against him. Bi-Han curls his arms around them, cupping their breasts, earning their shared moanings.

Jun holds his chin, pulling him for a kiss; tongues and teeth clashing; he holds her breast a bit firmer, milking a moan. He feels Áila kissing his chest, and her hand is roaming up and down his sculpted abs, nails lightly scratching his sensitive skin, making him buck slightly. He wishes her touch would glide lower to his aching cock that’s waiting for attention, but she is taking her sweet time kissing and nibbling and marking him.

The kiss ends when Jun decides it does; she turns his chin towards Áila, where Bi-Han finds her looking at him with such a bright smile, and so sweetly she holds his cheek. Her kiss is slow and steady; their tongues moving in tandem against each other. It’s intoxicating, that Bi-Han fails to notice what Jun is doing until he feels her finger on the tip of his cock.

“Mmh…” He hums into Áila’s mouth as Jun teases his cockhead. The light touch is experimental, but by the Gods, does it feel damning. He grunts when his slit is teased, rubbed rather vigorously, gathering the little precum that’s leaking.

Jun’s hand leaves him, but Áila’s replaced it, holding the base of his cock with just enough pressure for him to feel her warmth. She begins to pump him, up and down, slowly, gently, earning an involuntary buck of his hips.

Bi-Han parts from the kiss to breathe. Eyes closing, he’s savoring the feeling, throat humming in reaction. “Mm… That’s it…”

“Does it feel good?” Áila hushedly asks, head pressing against his chest.

Bi-Han can only hum, but he shows his appreciation by squeezing the breasts of both women; the soft squishy of Áila’s and the perkiness of Jun’s. He is enjoying the movement, the warmth, every little thing that makes his cock twitch happily and he’s growing harder and harder and –

A soft hum joins the shared breathing in the room, and the next thing he feels is a steady vibration pressed against the underside of his cockhead. He opens his eyes and looks down, seeing Áila holding the base of his cock steadily, while Jun is pressing a vibrator to his cockhead; the tip is buzzing, blurring. Bi-Han rasps, “What are – ngh –”

“We are making ice cream.” Áila replies in a sing-song tune, still smiling brightly.

Jun moves the vibrator up and down his cockhead; Bi-Han bites back a yelp when she presses it over his slit, “This is the slowest setting. Let’s see how long it takes for you to come.”

Bi-Han grits his teeth, “Insolent maidens… Is that – mmh – a challenge?”

“You can back down whenever you want, you know.”

The vibrator is pulled away, and though Bi-Han sighs in relief, his cock twitches involuntarily, missing the sensation. Áila giggles, “Seems your dick wants more.” She moves her hand up to the tip – he bucks and grunts – and she gathers the precum, smearing it down his length. She repeats the action two more times before settling back to holding the base. “You have to use your words, Bi-Han.”

Jun moves the vibrator closer, and Bi-Han watches, partially in want and partially in dread, as the silicone tip is inching closer to his twitching cockhead. She hums appreciatively, “Ooh are you shy? You’re blushing so adorably.”

“Quiet.” Bi-Han growls. “You want to do whatever to me, do it, quit wasting time – NNGH –” a whine escapes his throat when the vibrator is pressed to its previous position again. The sudden sensation makes his core muscle clench, making him more aware of the feeling, how it tickles in a good way.

To make it worse, Áila is now moving her hand, shallow pump, steady and firm, and Bi-Han could only throw his head back. His legs are shaking, and the two devious women have taken the liberty to wrap their warm legs around each of his thigh; he can feel their heat and wetness, clearly they are also aroused by the activity. He tries to buck, but they keep their hold steady.

Then, the vibrator is pulled away again.

Bi-Han grunts in annoyance, but the women are laughing, and he is in no position to demand when his cock is oozing precum and twitching on its own, when his balls feel so tight and full, ready to burst whenever. “Get on with it.”

“You want to come?” Jun asks, and he can hear her smirk.

“Of course.” He opens his eyes, finding her observing his face. But his eyelids are fluttering to a close when Áila kisses his strained neck, and soon he is lost in the sensation of being teased, hot and cold, fast and slow.

The vibrator returns with a raised power. Bi-Han can’t help the bucking of his hips, the twitching of his cock – he is close, so close, it feels so good, so good, so good – mmhhh!

The sound that he makes is something he doesn’t know he’s capable of; a pathetic mewling, a moaning. Bi-Han pants aloud when the vibrator leaves him again, so close to the bliss, but so far away. He grips the breasts tightly, warningly, but it only earns Áila and Jun’s shared giggle. Though the sound annoys him, it also melts him, knowing they are having fun at the expense of his demise.

“Once more for good measure?” Áila asks tentatively.

“No. No.” Bi-Han shakes his head, eyes closed tightly. “You’ve been denying me release. It’s unfair.”

“Unfair is going back on your words – you said ‘whatever we want’.” Jun turns the vibrator off. The lack of humming sound in the room alarms Bi-Han. “What do you say, Áila? Do you think we should continue or not?”

Áila chuckles, “You’re cruel.”

“ Fine .” Bi-Han repeats with a loud huff. “Fine… Do it.”

Just as the words leave his lips, the vibrator is returns to its position, yet it’s not on. He waits, anticipating, but he’s not expecting two pairs of lips pressing a kiss to his cheeks. His eyes flutter open, just in time to see both Áila and Jun hovering over him with smiles gracing their beautiful faces.

“Such a handsome man…” Áila praises.

“A good Grandmaster…” Jun adds. “Here is your reward.”

The vibrator turns on at the highest setting; Bi-Han growls deeply and throws his head back, eyes clenched shut, as he feels all of his nerves are alight. Áila and Jun hum as they’re settling their heads on his chest. The muttered praises are muffled by his own grunting, his complaints and singing of arousal. Áila moves her hand again, at the same time Jun rubs the vibrator all over his cockhead, and the combined action defeats him completely.

“C-close –” Bi-Han rasps for no reason.

His orgasm hits him like a tidal wave, pulling him under the bliss, that all he can feel is the twitching of his cock as Áila and Jun are milking him; thick sperms shooting out of him, painting his abdomen with the hot, sticky substance. Bi-Han gasps when they still continue their actions, still holding his cock firmly, still pressing the vibrator against his very sensitive head. His twitching cockhead leaking out the remains of his seeds.

Bi-Han pries his eyes open, looking at the blushing Áila and Jun, how wide their smiles are, and how it makes his heart soar knowing he’s the cause of their joy. While at the same time, he wants to protest their grip at his sensitive cock, the still vibrating vibrator trying to coax another ticklish orgasm out of him. “... nough – enough … I’ve come…”

But he’s not prepared to receive the answer, as the two beautiful maidens look at him, eyes glinting with mirth, and collectively reply, “We know.”

***

The heat of the room becomes a bit unbearable, as sweat begins to layer Bi-Han’s skin. He’s drunk on bliss, after having been milked twice by the vibrator; the offending tool has been set aside, thankfully. But now he lies, panting, thirsty for more, while at the same time he’s had enough. However, it’s difficult to know which desire he wants at the moment, especially when his head is lying on Áila’s plush thighs, and her breasts are just a kiss away from him.

Áila is caressing his hair; his bun has become loose in the midst of everything. The action is soothing, calming, also encouraging. Bi-Han looks up at her, past her impressive chest. His tongue darts out to taste her nipple, and like a baby, he latches there, suckling, earning her soft moaning.

Once again for the night, he fails to notice what Jun is doing. Only at the last second that he feels her straddling his hips; his hands automatically hold onto her thighs, fingers splaying trying to grab ahold of her. She chuckles, breathy and lustful, and he feels her taking his hardening length in her hand.

“Áila, I think your tits are magic. Look,” Jun gives him one long stroke, “he’s hard again.”

Áila laughs, “Indeed, breastfeeding has so many benefits.”

Bi-Han bucks his hips when he feels Jun rubbing her wetness all over his length. He can feel her warm cunt, and his cock is eager for a taste. His hands find her hips and pull her close, earning her chuckle, “How insatiable, Grandmaster. Relax. You don’t need to beg for this. I need you…” She presses his tip to her cunt, and though it’s not yet entering, the spreading heat is enough for Bi-Han to want to drive into her.

Then Jun sinks down his length.

Their shared moaning is loud; hers a broken one, his is startled one. Her walls are warm and tight, and he can feel his tip pressing against her cervical opening. Jun rocks her hips gently, and her moan erupts again. “A – ah … fuck … you’re so thick…”

Initially, Bi-Han believes she won’t be able to handle him. He believes she would give up, and he would have to plow into her at his own pace, and finally break her under his command. But the more she moves her hips, the steadier her pace has become, and within seconds, it is Bi-Han who finds himself at the edge of breaking again. He should have known the sway of her hips is lethal. Paired with the clenching of her walls, he can feel all of her with such shallow, hard thrusts.

Jun looks powerful like this; rocking and bouncing on his cock, humble-sized breasts jiggling in response, and the strands of her hair dancing back and forth with it. The flushed face and the parted lips, sharp eyes looking at him from hooded lids – somehow he wants nothing but to please her, wants her to be pleased by him.

With Áila’s breasts pressing against his face, earning a few lazy kisses and licks as he breathes and moans, Bi-Han could die peacefully. He doesn’t know what to feel when bliss is rushing all over his nerves. His cock is twitching, getting harder and more sensitive, especially when Jun suddenly clenches down tightly; her walls are spasming, and she throws her head back; her lips forming a perfect O, with her eyes closing tightly – she comes hard. It doesn’t take long for her to greedily continue moving, either to prolong her orgasm or to earn herself another one. For a moment, Bi-Han feels wild, feeling like a toy being used for her pleasure, and he loves it .

Áila looks at him from between her breasts, “Hmm? You’re loving this aren’t you?”

“What?” Jun breathes out between moaning.

“Yes, I think he’s loving this, Jun.”

“I do not – ah –” Bi-Han protests hastily.

Jun laughs, “I can tell you’re lying even when your face is buried in tits.”

Bi-Han tenses when he feels Áila’s hand on his chest. Her fingers are circling around his nipple, teasing, coaxing it to become erect. He huffs, “Wanton creatures… How – nngh – how can I not react… when you keep teasing me…?”

“You could freeze us, but so far you haven’t –  OH!” Jun’s words are cut off when Bi-Han layers his hands in ice, and he grips on her hips tighter. He wants to hear her protest, wants to hear her beg him to release her, but instead, she is mewling, long and wanting. “Ohhh… You play dirty, Grandmaster… Didn’t you know pain and pleasure go hand in hand?”

Bi-Han knows he is lost when Jun rocks her hips faster. He knows he is lost when Áila mutters hushed words of encouragement, and he beams up for each stroke of her hand against his hair. He knows he is lost when he feels Jun’s walls enveloping his length tightly, and she twitches and moans aloud when she comes again, this time accompanied by his. Hot white liquid spurting out in liberation, painting her insides completely. He knows he is lost when Jun removes herself from him, and he whines – the Grandmaster whines – at the loss of warmth around his sensitive cock.

Oh, but for once, losing feels so good.

***

“Does this hurt?” Jun pulls the chain slightly.

Bi-Han huffs, looking down at the chain, following it to the nipple clamps that are now attached to his erect nipples. They look so red. When he doesn’t reply, Jun tugs the chain again.

“I said, does this hurt?” She repeats.

“No.” Bi-Han grunts.

“They look like they hurt.” Áila comments from where she is lying down on the bed, propped up by comfortable pillows. Her legs are parted, baring her pink cunt to the air; Bi-Han’s gaze falls to it, can’t deny that he is eager for her even after so many times coming.

“It’s not.” Bi-Han assures her. To be honest, he has never thought his nipples would be in this situation, but here they are, and he’s feeling way too good about it. He takes his position between Áila’s legs; his hard length resting on top of her mound. He can feel her hot cunt against his balls.

Áila looks divine in this position. Sprawled out on his bed, hands clutching tightly on the sheets, and her bright-colored hair a stark contrast to the fabric. She looks adorable, with the blushing cheeks, and still bright smile that’s just begging to be turned into orgasmic bliss. He wants to ruin her, wants to be ruined by her.

Bi-Han rubs his length along her opening, tip teasing her leaking cunt. She feels warmer, hotter than Jun’s, and when he finally enters her – Gods! – Bi-Han believes he would have melted instantly. Yet he persists, pressing forward until his hips are flushed against hers. He hoists her left leg to his shoulder, wanting to drive in deeper, she moves her right thigh further, wanting him to drive in deeper.

Then he begins to move.

With each thrust, his nipple clamps move, and it sends jolts of bliss to his sensitive tips. It makes his cock twitch involuntarily. It tickles, but feels arousing. It aches, but feels blissful. He is lost in the sensation shortly, when he can hear Áila’s loud moaning, when he can hear the slapping of flesh and the wet squelching noise of her cunt, when he feels her walls threatening to melt his cock off from how tight they are squeezing him.

Suddenly, the chain is tugged, and Bi-Han’s eyes shoot open in shock; he groans in protest when his pace falters. He feels Jun leaning behind him, pressing her naked front to his back. Her right hand is tugging at the chain, while her left is on his head, giving a gentle pat. “Hush… You are doing so well…”

I was, until you interrupted me , is what Bi-Han wants to say. But he grits his teeth and remains quiet, and focuses on fucking Áila as best as he can without faltering again. He can feel her getting close; cunt twitching, her moaning escalating into a crescendo, and – 

And she comes, at the same time as the chain is tugged three times, and Bi-Han finds himself moaning aloud to accompany Áila’s wanton cries. He grips her thighs firmly, trying to ground himself, not wanting to come just yet. But it’s difficult when Jun is teasing the living hell out of him, giggling and peppering kisses to his sweating temple.

“One more, for the sake of being fair. I came twice, she must come twice as well.” Jun whispers, still holding onto the chain.

Bi-Han can’t think straight. His mind is too fucked up to even make a coherent sentence, that he simply nods in reply, and sounding off a breathy, “Yes.” His hips begin to move again, picking up the pace again, that by now it feels like an automatic action, a carnal desire. He wants to come, again and again, wants to paint their insides with his seeds, wants to have them howling his name and crying aloud from how good he’s making them feel.

But his reply must have been not good enough. The chain is tugged again, but this time is by Áila; he bows down, following the pull of the chain. His eyes lock with hers, seeing the lust she shares. Her question is laced with the same lust as well, “Are you – ahn – are you going to please me – mmh?”

Bi-Han nods frantically.

Jun coos at his back, kisses littering on the hard plane of his torso, on his shoulders, on his nape. Dainty fingers coiling with his hair, rubbing at his scalp, gently kneading. Bi-Han drives in faster and harder into Áila’s sopping cunt, again and again and again –

He feels her walls clenching around him again, and he can’t stop the blissful moaning that erupts from his throat; his cock twitching in delight, and his seeds are leaving him without having to be asked. It is too much, too damn much, that he gets lightheaded.

He feels himself being pulled backwards until he’s out of Áila’s divine walls, and he’s lying on his back, sweating. He registers the bed shifting as the two goddesses are moving about. Jun removes the nipple clamps one by one; with each one, she rubs a cooling ointment on his sore nipples carefully. He swears he hears her muttering what a good job he has done, and how good he looks. Then, shortly, he feels a wet, warm towel being dragged along his lower abdomen, as if giving him a bath. It cleans up his length from his sticky sperm. Áila’s face comes into view, and she plants a kiss to the tip of his nose, a smile so bright he could claim her as his sun.

When his breathing has become calmer, he feels the bed dips again. Automatically, he opens his arms, welcoming both Áila and Jun to lie on his chest, cuddled up in a shared body warmth. With a slow movement, he plants a kiss on their damp foreheads, each one earning their pleased humming. And only then do they close their eyes, and drift asleep, high on cloud nine of bliss.

***

“You… wish to be placed with the Lin Kuei for an indefinite amount of time?” Liu Kang asks, confusion etched on his face. “I mean no offense, I’m merely confused as to why. When I suggested it at first, you two didn’t seem to want it, said Arctika is too cold and harsh.”

“Well, it was then, but after a while it grows on us.” Áila replies with a shrug. “I’ve informed my clan. As long as I’m doing my part to keep Earthrealm safe, they are fine with my decision.”

“Likewise,” Jun comments. “The Tenshikiri can operate individually; I have my General at the ready should anything urgent comes up. You have nothing to worry about, Lord Liu Kang.”

The Fire God, despite still in confusion, finally relents. “Very well. Should you require anything, do not hesitate to inform me.”

Jun smiles, “Rest assured. The Grandmaster is treating us well.”

“Indeed, he is.” Áila adds. “Please excuse us. We must return to Arctika at once; there are plenty to plan for the sake of Earthrealm.”

Bi-Han hums, leaning by the door to Liu Kang’s meeting room, listening to the conversation that’s taking place within. He counts the footsteps of Áila and Jun, and anticipates their arrival to his location. They notice him, as he does them, and though it is subtle, the little look they exchange speaks louder than words.

“Now that is done.” Áila begins.

Jun finishes, “Shall we return to Arctika, Grandmaster?”

With his smile hidden behind his mask, Bi-Han hushedly replies, “As my ladies wish.”

[shan-yee]

[𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝, 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚍𝚘] 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

𝘈𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 ☟︎

☼𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 [𝙻𝚘´𝚊𝚔, 𝙽𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚢𝚊𝚖, 𝚂𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝙰𝚘´𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚐]

☀︎𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 [𝙻𝚘´𝚊𝚔, 𝙽𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚢𝚊𝚖]

☼𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎 + 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚕𝚢𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚜 [𝙻𝚘´𝚊𝚔, 𝙽𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚢𝚊𝚖, 𝚂𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛]

𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘒𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 ☟︎

☼𝙽𝚎𝚠𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚍 + 𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚔 [𝙱𝚒-𝚑𝚊𝚗]

☀︎𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚜 [𝚂𝚢𝚣𝚘𝚝𝚑, 𝙻𝚒�� 𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝙱𝚒-𝚑𝚊𝚗, 𝚃𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚜]

☼𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 + 𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚔 [𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚔!𝙱𝚒-𝚑𝚊𝚗/𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠]

𝘈𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯 𝘉𝘶𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 ☟︎

☼𝙵𝚎𝚢𝚍-𝚛𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚊 𝚡 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚘𝚞𝚜!𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 [smut]

☀︎𝙱𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

☼𝙱𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝙸𝙸

𝘈𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 ☟︎

☀︎𝚅𝚒𝚔𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠 𝚊𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚝 [𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝]

☼𝙴𝚔𝚔𝚘 𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠 𝚊𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚝 [𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝]

☀︎𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚜 1 [𝙴𝚔𝚔𝚘]

☼𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚜 2 [𝚅𝚒𝚔𝚝𝚘𝚛]

𝘚𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 ☟︎

☀︎𝙹𝚞𝚗-𝙷𝚘 𝚡 𝚅𝙸𝙿!𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 [𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝/𝚃𝚆]

𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 ☟︎

☼Bi-han x reader

☀︎mk 1 men x reader x male!reader

[joohanisms]

Do you have any headcanons for pegging Jun han. I want him so bad 😵‍💫

OHHH BOIIII . DO I . DO I HAVE PEGGING JUN HCS.

edit: sooo this nearly turned out to be an oneshot. hope you like it either way <3 (i Loved writing it, thanks for the request!!)

junhan + pegging thoughts 💭💫

cw: smut, fluff kinda?, pegging duh, usage of "good boy", strap-on (+ mention of other toys), first time bottoming, the slightest bit of crying (/pos), a single hickey,

wc: 2,7k

minors dni

so. he suggested it first

after he came across some confirmations that both of you would enjoy it. two of those being:

the time he was shuffling through your ~toy box~ for a vibrator and happened to find a strap on. he immediately turned scarlet, making you worry for a second

"baby, are you okay? do you want to stop?"

"no, i just... uh, you have a strap on?" he lifted the harness out of the box, his statement sounding more like a question.

"oh yeah :-) can you please get the purple vibrator though? we don't have all day >:-("

he very soon forgot about it, until the time your fingers went too low during a blowjob and he nearly jumped out of his skin (and came) at the same time.

"you okay?" "yeah, it's just. um. you're nearly in my ass?"

you furrow your brow, letting his cock rest against your cheek, "do you not like it? i'm sorry, i got kinda carried aw–"

"no, i mean, it's not that, i– i'm only surprised, i guess?" his quick hands on your face and his rushed reasoning makes you smirk. "what, never had anyone near it?" his cock twitches when he feels you stroking his perineum lightly, and you file the information somewhere in your brain. hyeongjun's face and neck are so red you decide to take pity on him, "i'm just joking, babe. do you want me to go back to sucking you off? no ass stuff, i swear." he chuckles, mumbling a yeah, and feeds his cock back into your mouth.

after those moments, he finds himself thinking way too much about it. the feeling of your fingertips on him, the harness stashed away in your bedroom, the dildos he knows you have, the time he got drunk with his friends and had to suffer through jooyeon's retelling of how he got fucked in the ass and how good it felt... the list goes on

but he never really mentioned it to you

so when you're watching tv on your couch and suddenly you have a lapful of your lanky boyfriend, burying his face in your neck and going "can i ask you something?" you're very surprised, to say the least

"what's up, jun?" you wrap your arms around him, softly running your fingers up and down his back. he takes a deep breath, and you can feel as much as hear his words against your neck: "would you peg me?"

the butterflies in your tummy turned into full on birds. you have a whole ass pigeon in your stomach

"is– is that something you'd like?" you stutter a bit, your head going haywire.

"if i didn't, i wouldn't be asking." his shoulders shook lightly as he laughed. "would you do it, though?"

you catch yourself a second before saying "duh??? ofc", and tells him a much more appropriate "of course, baby. whenever you want."

you run your hand through his dark hair, and he relaxes completely against you.

"mhm," he gets comfortable on your lap, "not today though. gathering up the courage to ask you made me tired. nap?"

and so the subject dies down for a while. until you're both shirtless on your bed, letting him kiss you silly.

"baby," hyeongjun starts, fiddling with the buttons on your pants, "do you want to fuck me in the ass?"

??? DUH

"are you sure? i don't want to pressure you." you whisper, holding his face in your hands lovingly.

"i wouldn't have asked if i wasn't," he smiles softly, and you melt.

he definitely notices how eager you are, if the way you immediately get off the bed to fetch the ~supplies~

the harness and a half empty bottle of lube are thrown into the bed. hyeongjun's cheeks are flaming red.

"uh, you wanna choose the dildo? i have a few," you look down at the box in your hands, trying to figure out which one he'd like more.

"oh. uhh. the smallest?" he nearly regrets asking for this whole thing fr

and so, a sparkly pastel pink dildo joins the harness.

you climb back on the bed, straddling him

his hands are creeping towards your bra when you very helpfully ask, "are you clean?"

he chokes on air poor thing

"of course i am! who do you take me for??" he reaches for your discarded shirt and throws it in your face out of sheer embarassment.

he didn't browse half of wikihow for nothing ffs

"i'm just making sure!" you put your hands up in defeat, not being able to supress a chuckle at his frustration.

"stop embarassing me and start fucking me, for the love of god!" he pouts, knees towards his chest and his face in his hands :-(

you have half a mind to tease him with a "not into humiliation, then?" but you take pity on his poor soul

"i'm sorry, baby." you kiss the back of his hands, in hopes that he'll stop hiding. "one last question, though."

he peeks at you behind his long fingers, "fine. what."

"are you going to be a good boy for me?"

now, you can hear him whimper.

you straddle him, gently pulling his hands away from his pretty face. "you like that? you'll be my good boy?"

he nods, and the room feels stifling with warmth again. you can't help but kiss him hungrily, running your hands across his naked shoulders.

by the time you pull apart, you've taken off his pants, leaving him in his boxers while you've only lost the shirt. it gives you a power rush, being almost fully dressed, on top of him, and knowing what comes next.

hyeongjun looks delectable. the rosy hue of his cheeks, the small pants coming from his kiss-bitten mouth, the expanse of warm skin... all for you to touch, all for you to love.

you settle your hands on his narrow hips, squeezing lightly. "can i take those off?"

he nods, following with a "yes, please". so polite.

and so, he's completely naked, hard and leaking against his tummy. you want nothing more than to wrap your mouth around his cock – and so you do.

his hands fly to your hair, trying to ground himself as you suckle on the head, tasting his precum. he whines when you sink a little further, letting his weight rest on your tongue and holding his cock firmly by the base. sneaky, your other thumb finds its way to his perineum, not too different from the first time you accidentally put the thought of ass play in his head.

he starts to shake slightly, and you know you have to get this show on the road before he cums down your throat. you let him go with a pop, gently caressing the top of thighs,

"get on your hands and knees for me?"

he mumbles a "yeah", and you leave him to get comfortable while you look for the lube in the crumpled sheets.

he's SUCH a good boy omg.

you turn to him and he's propped up on his elbows, watching you. he smiles softly when you catch him, adverting his gaze.

you squeeze some lube on your fingers, trying to warm it up a bit. your other hand glides along his spine in a comforting motion. "can i start?"

"please."

he shudders when you press a finger to his rim. the moment your fingertip enters him, you're rewarded with a whimper. you pet his thighs in an attempt to soothe him – you know he needs to adjust to the intrusion, so you let him do so, pressing kisses to his back.

it doesn't take too long before he starts getting antsy, trying to push himself back on your finger. you move, and his head hangs.

he's panting, and soon he very softly says, "add another, p- please?"

who are you to deny him?

after properly letting him adjust to the two fingers in his hole, you begin moving around, looking for the spot that will hopefully make him see stars. when you realize, his face is stuffed into the pillows, muffling his whimpers. his legs are shaking, barely holding him up, and his walls are clenching down on your fingers.

you consider adding a third finger – just to be safe – but hyeongjun said he wanted a fuck, and the dildo chosen is not very big; it's very begginer-level. he's stretched enough.

you slowly pull out, draping your body over him to kiss the back of his neck. he whines, but you're quick to turn his face towards you and kiss him deeply, swallowing his complaints.

your jeans are grazing the back of his legs, and he suddenly realizes just how vulnerable he is – naked, ass up, lube running down the inside of his thighs... god, he wants to hide.

he buries his face back on the pillows, and you can't help but worry a little.

"jun? are you okay, baby? do you need anything?" you climb off of him, laying by his side.

he's quick to mumble an unconvincing "i'm okay," finally stretching his knees to rest his stomach on the mattress. he startles a little as his cock comes in contact with the bed. "c-can i... uh, can you..."

you touch his cheek, urging him to stop hiding his pretty face. he turns to you, gives you an once over and settles your heart:

"can you take off your pants?"

you have to chuckle. you were so scared you did something wrong, while he just feels a little too naked. "of course, baby."

while you shimmy out of your jeans, he turns to lay on his back, looking intently at the harness thrown to the side.

laying down beside him again, you peck him on the lips, once, twice, and looks at him adoringly. "do you want to go on? we don't have to if you don't."

he pulls you onto his hips, straddling him once again, and smiles.

"i do. i want it."

mirroring his smile, you brush away the sweaty strands of hair on his forehead. "how do you want it? i'll do whatever you want, just ask."

"can we stay like this?" his cheeks color red, his hands softly coming to rest on your shoulders.

"of course. anything else?" you lean in, nuzzling his neck. he smells like faint cologne, sweat, and what you can only classify as him.

"take off your bra?" he giggles, sneaking his hands under the straps.

laughing along, you kiss him again, guiding him to the clasp.

once your titties are freed – and hyeongjun had not only traced his mouth over them but also given you a hickey on the top of your right boob – he sneaks another glance to the harness and dildo.

you catch the hint, and puts both on, his eyes never leaving you. when you're finally ready, lube in hand after slicking up the dildo, he's bright red again. you decide against playfully asking him if he likes the view; the way his eyes are shining and looking at you with utter adoration are enough of an answer.

"ready?" you ask, holding his legs by the knees, (much like he does with you <3)

"yes."

you lightly press the tip of the silicone against his rim, and squirts some more lube directly on his hole. no such thing as being too safe, i guess. plus the legitimate squeal he let escape his lips at the cold substance hitting his skin was pretty much a reward.

you push into him very slowly, not wanting to rush and hurt him. you thank the gods for the chosen missionary position, as you can see every shift in his expression.

his brows are furrowed, his mouth is open, his hands are on your shoulders, his hair is a mess of dark, sweaty strands and his eyes are closed shut.

once you bottom out, he already looks fucked out.

you cup his face, "good?" he nods, not trusting his voice.

quite an useless thought, since as you've barely finished uttering the words "tell me when to move," he's already squeaking out a "move, please."

and so you do

you start thrusting in a decent pace – not too fast to hurt him, not too slow to make him go insane – and soon you're punching little moans out of him.

his hands splay across your shoulder blades, nearly covering those with the delicious size of them. he wants to pull you closer, you can tell by the way he's almost making puppy eyes at you.

keeping the pace, you bend his legs towards his chest. the angle changes, and by the looks of it, you're hitting his prostate dead-on. his head is thrown back, before you release one of his knees to tangle your fingers in the back of his head, pulling him into a kiss that's more him panting in your mouth and you swallowing every sound he makes. his leg is in the position you left it in and you don't have enough free braincells – they're mostly going insane about how hot the whole situation is – to keep a brain-to-mouth filter, so you can't stop the "good boy" that's being whispered against his lips.

he whimpers.

his hands are no longer on your back; his left hand grasps the leg you released to keep it in position, and the right desperately snatches the hand still on his other knee, intertwining your fingers.

you pin your joined hands to the mattress beside his head. at this point, your thrusts have become faster, and hyeongjun's mouth can't produce any words except for the ocasional trembly "baby" and "please".

he looks close to cumming – hell, he's BEEN looking close to cumming.

you squeeze his hand, your other hand leaving his hair to jerk him off in the fastest pace you can, and delivers what's apparently the killing blow:

"my good boy, my hyeongjunie, my baby."

his back arches, his lips open in a sob and he's covering your hand in white.

you bury your face in his neck the best you can, helping him ride out his orgasm by slowing your hands and hips.

by the time he's calmed down and his hand is clutching your wrist to stop in overstimulation, you lift your head and see little tear tracks glistening on his skin.

you pull out, immediately kissing him deeply while he clings to you the best he can with his tired limbs.

you carefully wipe the wetness around his eyes with your clean hand, and he's looking at you like god sent you himself.

"was it good?" you whisper, cupping his cheek and already knowing the answer.

he only chuckles breathlessly, nodding with conviction.

you peck his lips again, detangling yourself from him, "i'm going to get something to clean you up with. i'll be right back, don't move."

you come back somewhat clean, with a damp towel and a bottle of water, to see hyeongjun in the exact same position you left him in

after wiping the lube and the sweat + making him drink some water + fetching him some boxers (as per his request) + assessing the state of your sheets, you finally lie down to cuddle.

your limbs are tangled, his face is pressed to your chest, and you're talking in hushed tones.

"was it actually good though? nothing bothered you?"

"it was perfect. i'd have no one else take my ass virginity."

"you're stupid, you know that?"

"mhm, but you said i was a good boy, so..."

"that was a great discovery by the way. next time, we're getting you a tail plug."

"a what?"

+ bonus:

"a tail plug, you know. to go with the good boy kink."

"baby, please shut the fuck up." he laughs, shifting in the mess of limbs. he slots his leg between yours, and has a terrible insight. "you didn't cum."

you pet his hair, pressing your lips to his forehead, "it's fine. today was about you and what you call your 'ass virginity'."

"no. i'm not leaving you hanging." he hooks his fingers on your underwear, "sit on my face, come on."

"baby, i'm okay, i swear. you don't have to–"

"you're so wet i can feel it on my leg. who do you take me for?"

[b1mbodoll]

too lazy to type this out so pls enjoy i heart junhanie

[lovetaroandtaemin]

Xdinary Heroes: Dom or Sub and Their Top Kinks

THIS LIST IS NSFW! MINORS DNI!

Warnings: Dom/sub themes (titles used: daddy, sir, master, mommy), breeding kink, brat taming, exhibitionism and voyeurism, public teasing, sensory play, choking, hair pulling, begging, pegging, dacryphilia, biting, praise, degradation

A/N: One more list will be posted next Monday, then Kinktober will begin next Tuesday! I cannot wait for you all to see everything I have in the works. If you'd like to read the other lists I've posted in the meantime, you can find them in my masterlist!

List is under the cut.

Gunil

Soft-ish dom

Prefers “daddy,” but also doesn’t mind being called “sir”

The breeding kink is STRONG because he just loves the idea of claiming you as his

Usually he’s really sweet in bed, but god help you if you decide to act up. He WILL pound you into the mattress and refuse to let you cum for hours on end

HUGE exhibitionist, one of his favorite ways to punish you is making you watch him get off

Jungsu

Dom-leaning switch

Likes to be called “sir” or “master” when he’s feeling more dominant, likes to be called “pretty boy” and “love” when he’s feeling more submissive

Loves to tease you in public because he knows you won’t do anything about it

I could see him enjoying sensory play occasionally

Also has a breeding kink but he only really indulges it when he’s really really horny. God help you if you get him to that point

Gaon

Says he’s a dom, he’s actually a subby switch

Likes to be called “sir” when he does occasionally dom, but other than that he’ll accept any nickname you give him

Acts like a brat because he’s such a huge masochist. Likes the punishments more than the rewards he would get for behaving

Really wants to call you “mommy” but he’s embarrassed about it so he’s taking that shit to the grave

Choke him, or ask him to choke you, and he might cum on the spot

O.de

The brattiest sub

Likes to be called “slut,” “prince,” and “angel” (another member of the “calling them angel sarcastically when they misbehave” gang)

I feel like he would have a thing for hair pulling

Make him beg and he turns into a whiny, blushy mess

Peg him and he’ll love you forever

Jun Han

Sub-leaning switch

Likes to be called “sir” when he’s feeling more dominant, likes to be called “sweetheart,” “angel,” and “pretty boy” when he’s feeling more submissive

Likes making you cry, likes it more when you make him cry

Really likes being overstimulated

I feel like he would have a thing for messy blowjobs

Jooyeon

Bratty sub

Likes when you say his name, not one for nicknames

DEFINITELY likes biting and being bitten. No doubt in my mind

Exhibitionist and voyeur

Likes praise, LOVES degradation

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Thank you again for reading my posts, seeing y'all interact with my silly little stories and lists makes my day.

[xoxominghxe]

XDH Masterlist

where all of my oneshots/drabbles/stories of our favorite heroes reside <3

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[tzutzuwrath]

waiting patiently for the day someone writes a soft Dom hy3ongjun and sub j0oyeon fic 😔😔

[moonxknightx]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ : I AM NOT GOING ANYWHERE : :;

╰┈➤ ❝ [PAIRING] ❞ Seong Gi-hun x F!Reader

・❥・GENRE: Smut & Fluff

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆FANDOM: Squid Game

ੈ✩‧₊˚ WARNINGS: Smut, 18+, piv, oral (F receiving), soft smut, very short mention of choking, Gi-hun being an absolute sweetie

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥SUMMARY: After surviving a number of games already, you are tired and want to go home which you know you can’t, but luckily Gi-hun is there to take care of you .

YOU LET OUT A loud sigh for probably the 100th time that evening as you roll onto your other side, trying to get comfortable in your bunk bed.

“Why can’t I just fall asleep?” You murmur, slowly sitting up right while looking around the room.

Your eyes fall on Young-il, Dae-ho, Jung-bae and Jun-hee who are all soundlessly asleep. Then your eyes fall on Gi-hun who is guarding your self made bunker.

Slowly and carefully, you slip out of bed and head for Gi-hun, sitting down next to him without saying anything.

Gi-hun turns his head to look at you and he can’t help but feel bad when he sees the tiredness on your face. Why is she awake? She should be sleeping.

As if you heard Gi-hun’s thoughts, you turn to face him. “I can’t sleep.” Gi-hun gives you a slight nod before going back to staring ahead of him.

“I’m sorry that I failed to get you out of here.” His voice breaks a little and you notice it immediately. “Don’t. You did your best. If these pigs want to stay to earn their money, let them. Sooner or later they will realize how stupid it was to vote for continuing the games. Half of them won’t even make it until the end.” You scoff at the last part which makes Gi-hun look at you again.

You had met Gi-hun on the first day of being in this hell hole. He had helped you cross the finish line during Red light, Green light. And since that moment you stuck by him, forever grateful that he saved you just seconds before the timer ran out.

When he told everyone that he had played these games before, you were shocked. Why would anyone ever return to here out of free will? Gi-hun explained everything to you. About how he joined the games to pay all of his debts. He told you about the games he played and about the people he lost during them. He also told you how his childhood friend ended his life so Gi-hun could live and get the money. In the end Gi-hun had told you that he came back for a reason. He wanted to end these horrific games, even if it meant his death.

So you joined his team. Not only because you stood behind Gi-hun’s way of thinking, but also to protect him. And he did the same for you.

Gi-hun had grown quite fond of you. He had this urge to protect you and help you with everything he could. He was always worried about you during the games. Especially during Mingle. During one of the first rounds, he lost sight of you and when he heard the ringing of the gunshots from the small room he was in, he couldn’t help but look if one of the fallen bodies were yours. Luckily that was not the case.

The moment the doors opened, you sprinted towards Gi-hun. “you’re alive!” Gi-hun beamed as he pulled you into a tight embrace. “I’m sorry.” You mumbled against his chest.

“Shh don’t apologize, it’s okay. I’m just glad that you’re alive.” Gi-hun reassured you. From that moment on Gi-hun did not once let go of you during remaining time of the game.

“I promise I will get you out of here.”

You look up from your feet to see Gi-hun staring at you. You give him a weak smile before laying your head on his shoulder.

“Please don’t die Gi-hun.” You say weakly. “I’m not planning to.” Gi-hun smiles softly.

“Ahem.”

Both you and Gi-hun turn around to see Young-il standing there. “You two should head to bed. It’s my time to guard anyway.” He says while scratching the back of his neck.

Gi-hun nods and gets back on his feet. He holds out his hand for you to take it, which you do and he helps you back on your feet as well.

“Good night you two.” You hear Young-il say as you head towards your bed, still holding Gi-hun’s hand.

“Gi-hun?” you say softly. “Yes?” He questions while looking at you.

“Could you…could you sleep next to me tonight. I really don’t want to be alone.”

Gi-hun’s heart practically melts upon hearing your words so he nods his head with a kind smile on his face.

He watches how you get ‘comfortable’ in your bunkbed before he joins you. “Are you sure this is okay?” Gi-hun asks as he awkwardly tries not to touch you, afraid he might cross your boundaries.

“It’s okay.” You reassure him while looking at him. Gi-hun’s breathing hitches in his throat as he looks at you. You are so beautiful and kind. You don’t belong here.

“What are you thinking about?” You wonder. Gi-hun just blinks at you. “May I kiss you?” He suddenly asks.

You are a bit taken aback by his question but you nod nonetheless. It’s not like you haven’t thought about it yourself.

“Yes you may.” You smile as both you and Gi-Hun inches closer to each other.

Gi-hun gently places his hand on your cheek before colliding his lips with yours. It’s a passionate kiss, both wanting to feel the other as close as possible.

You immediately kiss back as your hands make their way to Gi-hun’s hair. A small moan slips past his lips as you gently tug on his locks.

He breathes your name and it sounds so beautiful coming from his lips.

“Gi-hun…” You look into his eyes and you see that they are filled with love and sadness, and maybe even anger. But still he kisses you with the upmost gentleness, afraid he might hurt you accidentally.

“I need you.” You whisper and it doesn’t take long for Gi-hun to be on top of you. He leans on his arms which are placed on either side of your face as he looks down at you.

“You are so pretty Gi-hun.” You smile while softly caressing his cheek. Gi-hun can only smile at your words until he feels your hand in his pants.

“A-are you sure?” He asks quickly. “Only if you are. I want you to be comfortable too.” You explain him while placing a kiss to his cheek.

“I’m comfortable.” Gi-hun breathes carefully. “Then i am too.” You slip your hand into Gi-hun’s boxers and carefully wrap your finger’s around his cock.

“Oh fuck…” Gi-hun moans softly while hiding his face in your neck. You begin to pump your hand up and down his cock while Gi-hun is placing wet kisses along your jawline.

“It feels so good.” He says before kissing you again. “Good.” You mumble against his lips with a smile.

You feel Gi-hun grinding against your hand as a way to tell you he needs more.

You want to pull his pants down but he stops you. “Not yet.” You watch with confusion as Gi-hun taps your hips as a way to tell you to lift them up.

The moment you do, Gi-hun slides your sweatpants down and settles between your legs. You watch how he places soft kisses along the insides of your thighs before pressing a kiss to your clit.

“May I?”

“Yes please.” You breathe. Gi-hun smiles before pulling your panties to the side. He carefully spreads your lips and dives in.

“O-oh god!” You moan, immediately putting your hand over your mouth as you feel Gi-hun’s tongue between your folds.

Gi-hun stares up at you with his big puppy eyes while licks at your clit. You try your best to stay still but when you feel two of his fingers entering your pussy, you just can’t.

“Fuck Gi-hun!” You whisper as you clamp your hand down in his hair.

“You taste so good sweetheart. I just can’t get enough of it.” Gi-hun smiles, his face covered in your juices as he keeps licking your pussy.

“Gi-hun I can’t! I’m close.” You moan while bucking your hips. “Then let go for me love.” He murmurs with a lazy grin, still focused on your pussy.

You are immediately sent over the edge as you cover Gi-hun’s face in your juices. You can feel Gi-hun licking up every drop until his face is on your eye level again.

“How did that feel love?” he asks while pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “Amazing.” You breathe with a slight chuckle.

“Is it now my turn to make you feel good?” You ask in a seductive tone. Gi-hun clears his throat as he nods, suddenly feeling shy.

“Come on now, don’t be shy baby.” You place a gentle kiss on his lips as you push him off of you, telling him to lay down on his back for you.

Once Gi-hun is settled, you straddle his lap, both hissing when his cock makes contact with your pussy.

“Is this okay?” You ask Gi-hun while playing with his hair. “Y-yes.” He stammers. “Relax baby.” You chuckle as you kiss his cheek.

Gi-hun watches how you grab his cock and align it with your pussy before slowly sliding down, making both you and Gi-hun moan as he grips the sheets in his fists.

“You feel amazing sweetheart.” Gi-hun whimpers, placing both of his hands on your hips, slowly guiding you up and down his cock.

“I can say the same about you.” You moan while steadying yourself with placing one hand on his chest.

Gi-hun watches how you bounce on his cock, trying his best not to make too much noise, but boy is it hard.

Every time you bounce on his cock he wants to scream out, letting everyone know how good you make him feel, but he knows he can’t, so he bites his lip instead.

“You’re so good to me Gi-hun.” You moan while leaning forward so you can kiss his neck.

“Oh baby…” He groans while digging his fingers into your sides. “Stay like this okay.” He whispers in you ear before starting to thrust up into you.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you bite down onto Gi-hun’s shoulder to keep you from making any noise.

“Oh fuck you feel so good baby. So tight and warm, i can stay like this forever.” Gi-hun moans as his thrusts get harder and deeper.

“Gi-hun…” You whimper. “What is it love?” He asks immediately. “Kiss me.” You demand with a slight moan.

“Yes ma’am.” Gi-hun smiles before pulling you into a kiss. You both moan against each other’s mouth while you meet Gi-hun’s thrusts with your own.

“I’m close sweetheart.” Gi-hun breathes while looking at you. “M-me too.” You say while unconsciously wrapping your hand around his throat.

Gi-hun’s eyes widen at the feeling and he can’t help but go even harder now.

“Gi-hun i’m s-so close!” You whisper in his ear while tightening your hold on his throat.

“Come for me baby.” Gi-hun groans. “Be a good girl.” At hearing those words slip from Gi-hun’s lips, you can’t hold it in anymore.

Gi-hun is quick to cover your mouth with his hand as you come onto his cock, soaking it with your juices.

“Fuck that’s it.” Moans Gi-hun before spilling inside of you. You let out a soft whimper as you feel him fill you up with his cum.

“Gi-hun….” you sigh as you collapse on top of him. Suddenly you become aware of your hand being wrapped around his throat so you immediately let go.

“Oh my god i am so sorry.” You quickly apologize, but Gi-hun is quick to shut you up with a kiss.

“Don’t. I liked it.” He smiles. “Really?” You ask surprised. Gi-hun immediately nods. “You should definitely do it more often.”

You and Gi-hun stare at each other before bursting into a fit of laughter.

“Shh!” You laugh as you cover Gi-hun’s mouth with your hand while he does the same with you.

It’s suddenly very quiet as both you and Gi-hun calm down from your highs.

“Thank you.” You suddenly say. “For what?” Gi-hun asks as he pulls you into his chest.

“For being there for me.”

Gi-hun can’t help but smile as he gently ruffles your hair. He places a soft kiss on the top of your head before closing his eyes.

“You don’t have to thank me sweetheart. Now get some sleep, you deserve it.”

“Will you stay here with me?” You ask as you look up at him. Gi-hun smiles, his eyes still closed.

“Of course love, i am not going anywhere.”

I really hope everyone liked how it turned out! It was so much fun to write for Gi-hun. He is quite literally underated in his own show😭

If any of you have any requests about Gi-hun or In-ho, feel free to drop them in my inbox!

[sooniebby]

ouuh could you do Twitter links with ur ocs

suuuuure, 🫶🏼 going based on their personality wise and how they acted if I’ve written smut for them already

Han Dohyun

Fa Yichen

Vincent Yamada

Moon Eun Jae

Wu Levi

Yang Jun Jie

Xavier Young

Nalin Sanghera

Kim Soojin

Watanabe Riki

Choi Yubin

Yoshida Keita

Park Jiwon

Mikey Wilson

Tatsumi Yuta

Kimura Taiki

[joohanisms]

I cant stop thinking about a threesome with gaon & junhan. I just KNOWWWW that dynamic in bed would be crazy omg

oh my fucking GODDDD im junhan biased + gaon bias wrecker i cant believe ive never thought of this. omg omg omg omg

threesomes with jiseok + hyeongjun 💭💫

cw: marking, mention of overstimulation, slight homoeroticism, cum eating ig

if you're the subbiest between the three of you... they definitely have the good cop x bad cop dynamic (acab btw)

my first thought is that jiseok is the bad cop. but guys. let's think about this for a second... jiseok that wants to do everything to make you feel good and go insane x hyeongjun that keeps both of you in line.

while jiseok says yes to everything you beg for, jun is like no we did not settle for that. we said you only get to cum when we're inside you. you are Not coming from foreplay. today you're coming on our cocks.

he's not rough, though. i don't think he'd love punishing you, especially physical punishments like spanking.

he's just... very firm.

jiseok is messy and energetic. hyeongjun likes to take it slower and honestly does not want to have a mess to clean up when he's boneless and his legs have turned to jelly.

so it's such an interesting dynamic?

you have jiseok overstimulating you and hyeongjun licking all of your release up before it drips onto the bed <3

jiseok nearly died when he came on your stomach and hyeongjun immediately left your lips to lick up his cum <33 jun mantained eye contact with him and all. he's a hidden menace.

soooo many hickeys wtf??? if you let them, you're leaving the room looking like you've been mauled. neck, collarbones, chest, hips, inner thighs... they have it covered, quite literally.

both of them have a slight marking kink. i'm just saying.

i think the whole dynamic wouldn't change much depending on the day. it's usually jiseok enabling you/hyeongjun de-enabling you, but they're always on the same side. if we were to put it into 'team' terms, it's always them against you.

so you're always leaving the room feeling thoroughly satisfied (after a nap).