#leehan hard thoughts

[ilysungho]

imagine his face as he sees you asleep on the bed with your cum on his pillow. the thought of you humping your pretty pussy to the scent of him that lingers where he rests every night has him going insane. he’d think about how your moans sound, picturing the dirtiest image of you naked while gathering all the friction you can to rub yourself hard. he’d even reach down to spread your folds and inspect how swollen they would’ve gotten after releasing as much as you had. but you came enough to leave the pillow still wet, no matter how long has passed since you succumbed to your sweet dreams. well, he has no choice now but to copy your actions as he grabs the pillow to wrap it around him, not caring if you woke up to seeing him fuck himself in your wetness.

[hazeytae]

things bonedo say in bed

♡ lots of praise, dacryphilia kinda, soft dom!sungho, switch!jaehyun, overstimulation, mommy kink (once), possessiveness, lots of oral, marking, switch-ish!riwoo (mostly dom!riwoo), big dick! taesan, cumming inside, dom!leehan

sungho.

"you drive me crazy," a breathy whine emitted from him as your gagging on his cock, spit and precum dripping from your chin messily. hes throwing his head back as he cums down your pretty throat.

"right here angel? you like it when i touch you here? want me to keep goin?" he definitely has a thing for making you beg. after minutes of begging for him to touch you he finally does, slipping his fingers past your folds and pumping his fingers out painfully slow

"im gonna take my time with you tonight, okay?" he always takes his time with you regardless, but on nights where he just wants to focus on your pleasure is when he'll reallyyy take his time. eating you out till you squirt and fingering you till you cry- but hes so sweet during it all. he takes his time taking you apart.

"youre so- you feel so good around me" always alwaysss praising you, even when he cant think straight! hes sinking into you and your clenching around him so good, he cant stop the praises that fall out his mouth.

jaehyun.

"does this feel good? tell me im doing good please mommy" he really wants to be praised all the time! tell him how much of a good boy or how much of a good puppy he is and hes going feralll. when hes eating you out he just wants your fingers tangled in your hair and praises to flow out your mouth.

"all mine baby, fuck- youre all mine right?" hes got your cunt filled to the brim right now and times like these make him so possessive. he wants to cum in you so bad and mark you from the inside out so everyone knows your his. hes marking all over your chest

"i- cant take it, dont stop, just like that" poor boy whining about how he cant seem to take what you give him! but he doesnt want it to stop as much as he babbles about how he cant take it. your hands feel so good stroking his cock and even after how many times he came he just needs your hands on him.

"you make me feel so good baby- i love you," along with being praised, he also loves to give praise!! hes definitely an "i love you" during sex kinda guy, its so intimate for him no matter how kinky yalls sex is

riwoo.

"dont stop, baby- dont fucking stop please" sucking his dick and hes a whining crying mess!! thrusting up into your mouth making you gag and whine but he just cant help it. also he loves to cum on your face, painting it with his thick ropes of cum he loves to see you lick it off your lips afterward. hes a whiner and a begger, begging you not to stop no matter how overstimulated he is.

"you look so incredible right now" as hes between your thighs lapping at your pussy, he loves the way you look down at him with your pretty glossy eyes.

"i cant get enough of you" no matter how many times he eats you out, how many times hes had you cumming on his cock, how many times hes had his fingers deep inside you, how many times youve edged him till he cried, he cant get enough. he always wants more

"i wanna feel every part of you" missionary and his chest is pressed up against yours and his face is hidden in the crook of your neck while hes so so sooo deep inside you. loves to feel close to you

taesan.

"come on, you can take it cant you?" his cock is soo thick and big youre whining whenever he slips into you. hes always having to wait a few seconds to let you get used to the size before slamming into you

"theres my good pretty girl, there she is" when your pulling off his dick with a pop! sound with his cum dripping from your lips, thats what he thinks the prettiest sight is. petting your hair as you catch your breath and youre looking up at him so sweetly.

"you have no idea how good im gonna make you feel.." he chuckles licking your breasts as his fingers find their way to your sopping pussy. hes great with his fingers and always has you squirting on them in no time. you know when he says this hes gonna overstimulate you so much

"dont move. let me do the work" when your riding him and hes getting sososoo close and he needs to thrust up into you to get where he needs to be. hed lay you down on top of him and slam up into you, holding onto your ass as he cums inside :3

leehan.

"youre so wet. all for me, huh?" he hasnt even touched you yet and your already leaking through your panties! he loves the effect he has on you and he uses that to his advantage. that silly lil smile he has is plastered all over his face when he feels how wet you are.

"you feel so perfect, its driving me insane" he lovessss the way your throat feels swallowing around him. he cant get enough of it! youre so good at taking his cock down your throat he cant stop his groans and whines

"cmon take me just like that" comes out as a breathy moan while your slowly moving your hips up and down on his cock. he loves having you like this- on top of him yet still so submissive to him

"ive been thinking about this all day" hes pressing you down onto the couch and the boner in his pants his painfully noticeable. he mustve had a long day at work because hes so needy and hes pressing long hickeys onto your neck, kneeding your breasts sweetly

[corytizz]

꒰ ☆ ꒱・𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐎 , - 𝐋𝐞𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐧・ ₊˚  ·˚➴

** Pairing: Leehan x listener. **

﹡POV: Pleasuring Leehanie as his birthday gift . ♡

Someone asked for a Leehan whimpering audio, so I got this one taking advantage of the fact that today is his birthday. I rlly like this one 🧙‍♂️

** Feel free to leave a request!! **

- ̗̀ ( Plz do not steal! )  ̖́

[blueberrybeomgyu]

୨⎯ "attention" ⎯୧ (kdh)

+*:🌟:*﹤smut w plot, sub!leehan, edging, riding, exhib+voy themes, reader fem anat, piv sex, flawed characteristics, bit of a scent thing going on / wc: 4.7k / masterlist

✧･ﾟ: *

leehan wants your eyes on him, but you've been so focused on work, leaving early and coming home late. he knows it's important, that you have to finish your project by the deadline, but he can't help but feel a little selfish about your time when you've rarely spoken to him in the past two weeks. he's barely even seen you, always falling asleep despite trying to stay up when you come home, and he's getting antsy missing your company.

you're sliding out of bed after only being home for five hours. he’d startled awake when you came in, but you were too tired to talk, too tired to change before collapsing on the bed.

he’d changed you himself, gently wiping your makeup off and massaging lotion into your skin, then held you close to him as you caught up on much-needed rest. he wakes up when he feels your body heat leave his side, and groans as he watches with foggy eyes as you disappear into the bathroom. 

“don’t go to work. stay here with me,” he begs sweetly when you come back out. you consider it, he can see it on your face, but you ultimately shake your head.

“i can’t, baby. gotta get this project done, then i’ll be all yours, m’kay?”  he pouts, but it doesn’t last long because you kiss it away and ruffle his already messed up hair. within minutes, you’re out the door.

leehan sulks in bed for a little longer, wishing he could make you pay attention to him. it feels like the only time you’re actually looking at him, thinking about him, is when the two of you are intimate with each other. it’s hard to find time in two busy schedules, but during those rare moments, it’s just you and him; the world around the two of you doesn’t exist anymore.

he’s so warm and safe in bed and the only thing that would make it better is if you were here with him, tangled up in the sheets and wasting the day away. he thinks about your soft skin and how sweet it smells, how warm your touch is when he’s lucky enough to be blessed with it, blessed by your gentle eyes and kind words when they’re focused only on him and spoken just for him to hear.

his hand is traveling under his waistband without hesitation, and thoughts of you clutter his mind as he wraps his palm around his length. he tries to mimic the way you squeeze his base and flick your thumb over his slit, tries to imagine it’s your pretty hands touching him this way. it's not long before stars are dancing behind his eyelids and he’s grunting out into the silent room. 

you never want him to cum the first time around, and almost always pull away when he’s on the edge. he’s so used to the denial, to the feeling of his orgasm slipping out of his grasp that it just feels natural when he pulls his hand away from his cock. he sucks in a breath at the way it twitches and sees you, hears you in his imagination, saying, “good boy, aren’t you so well-trained?”

he chews on the inside of his cheek to distract himself from the burning hot need coursing through his veins, and an idea forms in his head. he knows he shouldn’t, but it should be fine, right? just a voice message showing you how much he misses you. you wouldn’t get upset with him for that, surely.

he reaches for his phone on the nightstand and opens you guys’ text messages. he spends another four seconds convincing himself this is a good idea. then he’s grabbing his cock again, pulling all the tricks to put him on the verge of tipping over. when he feels close, he presses the “record a message” button beside the text bar.

at first, it’s just shy little moans as he complains about how much he misses you, how much better it would feel if you were here. then, they turn into desperate, raspy gasps as he pushes himself over the edge. the audio recording sends the second he releases the button, and he can’t unsend it, so he accepts his choices and waits to hear what you have to say.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

the answer is absolutely nothing. you don’t respond to or address the audio recording at all, aside from a smirk and a “did you have fun today?” that you throw his way when you walk through the front door. 

he continues doing it, messages ranging from more audio recordings to photos of his stomach painted white, and usually you’ll kiss him, ruffle up his hand, call his “little treats” cute, make more promises to help him out when you’ve met your deadline.

he knows your work is important, but although guilt claws at him for it, leehan still feels a bit hurt that you didn’t take his complaints to heart, just assumed it was another one of his trivial games. 

leehan can play games, and when you hole yourself up in the bedroom to type away at your laptop, he realizes that he will. he’ll do whatever it takes to get your attention.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

you finally have a day off, and have decided you’d like to spend part of it at the mall looking through new arrivals. leehan’s not big on shopping, so he just follows you around and occasionally gets distracted by fish merch. 

you’ve stepped away at least four times to take phone calls from your coworkers, and you guys have only been at the mall for an hour and a half. when lunchtime rolls around, you excuse yourself again to answer a call from your boss, leaving leehan alone to pick at his food in disinterest. 

“um, hi. are you busy?” a feminine voice says. the girl has to stand directly in leehan’s line of sight for him to realize she’s talking to him. when he looks up at her, she smiles shyly and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. 

“can i help you?” 

“no! well, yes. i…was just wondering if i could have your phone number. i saw you standing alone earlier…” the girl’s voice fades out as leehan peeps your approaching figure in the distance, and the gears in his head turn with another (probably bad) idea.

“...alone again here in the food court, so i thought i should take the chance.”

leehan didn’t hear most of what she said, but he can tell when someone’s interested in him, and he can play along.

he flashes the girl a charming smile, dimples and all, and nods along to whatever she’s rambling about. she’s cute enough, and seems like a nice girl, but leehan’s real focus is entirely on you as you watch the scene. he watches you as best as he can from his peripheral, but never takes his eyes off the girl in front of him. 

“is that…alright?” she says, looking at leehan with wide, hopeful eyes. he pretends to consider whatever she asked, and holds a palm out for her to rest her hand in. her face gets even redder, and he kind of feels bad that he’s using her to get to you.

he’s about to tell her that he’s sorry to disappoint, and that he appreciates it, he really does, but he has a girlfriend. he doesn’t get a chance to say any of that when you come up behind him seemingly out of nowhere and tap him on the shoulder. the girl pulls her hand away from leehan’s and stands around awkwardly.

“what do you think you’re doing?” you ask. your arms are crossed and your eyes are locked on his, but not with the love and admiration he’s been longing for. his composure falters when he sees your expression, one that says he’s fucked up more than he knows.

“this girl came up to me and…” he trails off and gestures in the girl’s general direction.

“and?” you ask impatiently, but leehan doesn’t know how he was going to conclude that sentence. this girl came up to me and i pretended to be interested to get a rise out of you? he has a feeling that’s not going to support his case well. you turn away from him and to the girl behind him, causing him to turn around as well.

“you’ll have to excuse my idiot boyfriend. i’m sorry he wasted your time instead of just telling you he was taken.” the girl nods in understanding and tries to hide her disappointed pout. she accepts your handshake when you offer it and hurries off. 

you shoot leehan another pissed glare, then dump your remaining food in the trash and walk out of the mall. he considers apologizing to the girl as well, but she’s already out of sight, so he trashes his own food and trails after you with a ball of shame sitting in his throat. 

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

to be honest, you scare leehan just a little, especially when he knows you’re angry with him but you’re not talking about it. he’d rather you just chew his head off and get it over with, just tell him how much of an inconsiderate dumbass he is. you don’t, so the guilt manifests and manifests until he feels like he might puke it up.

you lock the front door and hang up your coat, and the first thing you say to him in the last twenty minutes is “sit.”

leehan parks his ass on the couch immediately, and waits to hear whatever other command you might give him. he expects you to sit next to him, or on the armchair by the couch or even on his lap. he doesn’t expect you to sit right across from him on the coffee table. at least a minute passes full of you just staring at him, and the silence is killing him. 

“baby–”

“shut up,” you say, and his mouth clamps shut. you stare at him for a few more seconds, poking your inner cheek with your tongue in thought. then, you shake your head and laugh in disbelief. leehan watches as you cross your arms over your chest, and tries not to flick his eyes down to the way your boobs are being pushed up. he may be sick with horniness and loneliness, but it’s really not the time.

“why are you acting like this, leehan?” it takes leehan a few seconds and a quirk of your eyebrow to realize you’re actually waiting for an answer, that you want him to speak now.

“what do you mean?” that’s his intelligent response. you scoff and roll your eyes.

“don’t act dense with me. you were flirting with that girl just so i’d see. i know when you’re acting out for attention, and that’s exactly what you’ve been doing this entire week.” leehan’s embarrassed at being caught so he shakes his head in denial, but it’s nowhere near convincing even to himself.

“no? you didn’t touch yourself and record it for me? didn’t send me photos of you covered in your own cum? didn’t flirt with a girl right in my face in a desperate attempt to get my attention?” leehan’s cheeks burn at the direct confrontation. hearing his actions out loud brings a fresh wave of shame over him, and he’s so ready to get down on his knees and beg for forgiveness.

“show me.”

leehan’s eyes fly wide open and he lets out a nervous chuckle. “w-what?”

“you wanted my attention so bad. now you have it,” you say with a bored expression. your eyes leave a trail of fire wherever they land on his skin. he has your attention, and has to think of a way to keep it. 

“go ahead,” you command with a jerk of your head. your lips are turned down into a frown, and it’s so condescending, like you don’t even want to be here. leehan needs you to want to be here, and he’s nothing if not a performer. he lifts his hips and tugs his pants down to his thighs. 

you make a noise, something between a hum and a coo, when he pulls his boxers down and his dick springs against his stomach.

“your little cock is hard, hannie.” he knows he’s not small, but your words are still humiliating, and still burn the need to impress you across his skin. “gonna show me how you fucked yourself when you were moaning into your phone?”

leehan’s hips buck against nothing, causing his member to slap against his stomach again, and his mouth falls open with a groan.

he does as you tell him, wrapping his hand around his cock like he’s been doing every morning for the past week, squeezing his base, flicking his tip, imagining it’s you, wishing it was you, but he doesn’t dare ask. instead he watches your facial expressions, how your lips curl up into a smirk when he’s close.

“stop,” you tell him, and he pulls his hand away without question. he would’ve been foolish to not expect the sensation of his orgasm floating farther and farther away from him. he tries to slow his breathing, tries not to lose his mind so early into this session.

“keep going.” 

he continues his previous pace immediately, and his hips tremble when he tries to stop them from bucking up. his tip is a bit more sensitive when he brushes his thumb across it, and it takes less time for him to get close. 

he strokes a bit faster, moans a bit louder. he has no idea how long you plan to keep him here, but he still anticipates the relief of falling off the edge.

“let go.”

leehan pulls his hand away from his cock and clutches the couch instead while willing his legs to stop shaking. he’s helpless to disobey you, but he groans as his orgasm escapes him a second time.

“hm…i dunno. something’s not right.” you tap a manicured nail against your chin in thought. he can never understand how you’re so composed in moments like this, like it’s a normal evening. if you’re turned on, you don’t show it, and it makes leehan flush with shame. “what do you think, baby boy?” 

he huffs out a laugh at the question. how is he supposed to know? but you’re looking at him expectantly, so he scrambles to come up with something. “i mean– usually i’m, like, in bed, i guess. thinking about you, imagining you, smelling you…” god, don’t get him started on smelling you. 

you hum thoughtfully and lift off of the table. in seconds, you’re hovering over him, flashing him a devious grin. your hips are so close to straddling his, and you slap his hand away when it reaches up to touch your waist. you hold yourself up by the back cushions with your arms on either side of his head. he’s trapped, and suddenly, everything else in the room is overshadowed by you.

 “is that right? you think about all the dirty things you wanna do to me while getting off to the smell of my perfume?”

of course you’d know his weak spot. you’re so close to him and he thinks he’s going to lose his mind if he doesn’t get to touch you. your perfume is invading his senses, and flaming hot desire coils in his abdomen. he squeezes his eyes shut to prevent them from rolling into his skull as his hips twitch into the air.

“touch yourself, hannie,” you say sweetly.

he takes a deep breath and grabs his cock again. he’s known to leak like a faucet, especially after meeting you, and his hand is covered in sticky white within the first few seconds of stroking himself.

he knows there’s raspy noises falling from his open mouth, but he can barely hear them over his heart pounding. the way you take over his brain is overwhelming and he can hardly think. your lips graze his neck, and the skin litters with goosebumps despite the hot air between the two of you. 

if he opens his eyes, he’s got a face full of titties, and he doesn’t know if he can handle that despite every cell in his body telling him to look. he wants to be good for you and hold out until you give him permission to stop, but it feels so good that he’s speeding his hand up.

“ha– ah, fuck–” slick, sloppy sounds fill the room as he works himself to the edge for you.

“let go,” you whisper in his ear. his hand rips away from his cock and grips onto his thigh instead, getting it wet and gross with precum. it takes what feels like an eternity for him to back away from the precipice this time. fear runs his blood cold when he realizes he almost didn’t last. 

he’s always good for you, can edge himself for as long as you'd like. he doesn’t know why he’s sensitive today, especially after spending a week beating it.

you pull your face out of his neck, and he slumps against the couch. you smile at the sight and caress his cheek. he melts into the touch, but you pull away to card through his tangled hair instead. you used the grip on his strands to tilt his head back so that he’s looking up at you. 

“i do think you were louder that time. moaned just like you did in those recordings.” he opens his mouth to say something, but loses his train of thought when you plop down on his lap. 

“fffuck–” he moans, voice all pathetic and high-pitched. 

“stay still,” you warn when his hips buck into yours, and he tries so hard, but even the soft fabric of your skirt is too rough on his sensitive dick. he struggles to keep his eyes open, but he’d rather die than take them off of you, so he blinks through the tears pooling in his waterline. the action causes the tears to trickle down, and the air is cold against his wet cheeks.

you stay like that until his breaths are more even and he’s somewhat calmed down. he lets out a displeased noise when you lift off of him and sit back on the coffee table.

“c’mon, hannie. i’m not done with you yet. let me see.” you push his legs apart with your knee. he looks down with you, and the sight makes him burn with embarrassment. he’s leaking so much it’s soaking into the couch, and it’s another sight he has to squeeze his eyes shut to get away from.

“w-what, are you j-just gonna–” he swallows thickly, clears his throat, and tries again. “how long are you gonna make me do this?”

you tilt your head and smile at him like you aren’t melting his brain into goo. “however long it takes for you to learn your lesson.” leehan whines a little in protest.

“just wanted you to look at me, missed you so much.”

the look in your eyes softens and you lean forward to place a heartfelt kiss on his lips. “i missed you too, hannie. so. much,” you say, cupping his cheeks and pressing more gentle kissing around his face. “it was so hard to focus at work when you kept sending me those treats. but bad boys still have to take their punishments, yeah?” leehan sighs longingly and nods, resting his head against the back cushions, and reaching for his cock when you instruct him to start over.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

by the fifth denial, he’s a shaking mess, falling apart at the seams and only holding himself together by your command. he’s done for the second you flip your skirt up, slide your panties off, circle your clit right in front of him. you’re so close but so far, and he’s definitely losing his mind. 

“please– n/n, let me…could fuck you so good,” he begs helplessly, deep voice strained and words stringing together. it’s the first time tonight you actually look interested in what’s happening, and he can’t figure out where to look–at your pretty face as you make yourself feel good, at the wetness leaking out of your pulsing heat, at the way your tits shake when you tug at your nipples. you’re biting your lip to keep quiet, keeping your pretty noises to yourself. leehan thinks that’s the cruelest part of this punishment. 

his hips are fucking up into his hand in a sloppily, a stark contrast to his usually controlled thrusts. he’s not easy to turn into a mess, but you know him better than he knows himself. you know his limits, know that he won’t cum unless you tell him to, know how badly he needs your forgiveness. 

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry, just fuck me, please?” but you’re not looking at him. your eyes are focused on his cock drooling all over his legs, at the way it twitches when he’s close. your hips twitch, and your cunt drools on the table, and his mouth runs dry. he’s too delirious to figure out if your reactions are because of him, if he’s doing good for you. 

“stop, pretty boy.”

his hand trembles as he pulls it away from his dick and flops it against the couch. he gasps harshly, heaves loudly, and more tears stream down his face as his hips chase friction that’s already gone.

his head is leaning against the back cushions and lolled to the side, but he’s still watching you touch yourself. his mouth hangs open from all of his pathetic begging, and there’s a thin trail of saliva pooling in his mouth and dribbling onto his t-shirt. 

his eyelids are so heavy, but he watches brainlessly as you tease your opening, dip a finger into the heat. it comes back out drenched in creamy white, and he has to dig his nails into the cushion to stop himself from grabbing his dick without permission.

you pull your hands away from your body and straddle him again. he nearly goes cross-eyed when your bare cores touch. it’s so wet, and his entire body shivers with need.

“aw, hannie. look at me. tell me what you want.”

“mm, want– wanna taste you, wanna fuck you so bad.” you giggle, and he loses himself somewhere between your sparkly eyes and shiny lips.

“wanna taste me?” you reaffirm, and he nods dumbly. you straighten his head up and cup his cheeks between your fingers and thumb. you make him watch as you use your free hand to repeat the motions, gathering your wetness on your finger, pushing it through your opening and pulling it out. 

you whimper out freely this time, and the sound is so pretty and sinful leehan wishes he could tattoo it on his brain, wishes he had recorded it so he can hear it again later. your hand forces his lips to pucker and his mouth to open, and you press your wet fingers onto his tongue. 

leehan’s eyes roll again, and his eyebrows crease as the taste of you, the smell of you invades his senses. you always taste so good, so sweet to him.

his eyes focus on you again, but his vision clouds and his hips buck up against you. you slide against him so deliciously, but it’s over too soon when you slide your fingers out of his mouth and pry your hips away from his.

you wipe your wet fingers on his shirt and remind him to look at you, but he is already looking at you, has barely torn his eyes away from you in the last thirty minutes.

he’s completely awestruck, and maybe a little delirious when he swears he can see the faint halo hovering above your head. he tries to tell you how perfect, how much of an angel you are, but his words come out jumbled and unintelligible. 

“do you have a color for me, baby?”

“mhm, fuck– green, n-need you so bad. ’m so sorry, p-please, you look so beautiful, t–”

you interrupt him by pressing your lips against his, and leehan’s convinced he would’ve been talking for the rest of his life if you hadn’t. he’s pretty sure he melts into a puddle of goo when your lips collide, yours so perfect and plush against his. any function his brain is still performing shuts down immediately, and you have to handle the kiss by yourself, because his lips are slack and useless against yours. there’s a string of saliva connecting the two of you when you pull away from him.

“i think my pretty boy’s at his limit, hm?” you ask, and he doesn’t really know what you’re saying, but anything sounds good coming from you, so he nods and watches with his jaw on the floor as you stand up and pull your skirt off. you pull his shirt off as well, and you’re both bare and vulnerable but safe in your own world, just as leehan longed for.

you cup his cheeks again and hold his face so he can look up at you as you sink down on his cock, and the noise he makes when you bottom out is broken and pitiful even to his own ears. he knows he must look so fucked out and stupid, but you’re looking at him with so much love in your eyes that he’s sure he looks beautiful anyway. 

you wrap around him so well, your cunt is so tight. it feels like he’d forgotten how it feels to be buried inside you, and to be experiencing it for the first time again has to be parallel to some sort of spiritual ascension. leehan doesn’t know what he did to deserve it, but he does know he’d spend an eternity here if you allowed it.

your hands move to grip his shoulders, and you make the most heavenly face of ecstasy leehan has ever seen. you lift your hips to slide him out, and bottom out again. your cunt’s sucking him in so greedily, and he doesn’t know how much longer he can keep this up. 

“i’ll let you cum if you fuck me, pretty boy,” you say like you read his mind. you grab his lifeless hands and place them on your waist, then grip the back of the couch again. he gets the message clearly, holding you in place as he jerks into you. his thrusts aren’t coordinated at all, and it’s out of pure habit when he angles his hips to fuck right into your sweet spot. 

“fuck yeah, hannie. that’s so good, you’re so good,” you moan out, and he uses strength he barely has to aim for that spot, to hear those words from you again. on a particularly hard thrust, your eyes flutter closed.

“look at me, n/n. please– look at me,” he begs, voice cracking, and when you do, your eyes are glossy, tears pulling in your waterline. it’s so hot, and finally, your attention is his, and he’s making you feel good, but he’s not gonna last like this.

“you fill me up so good, hannie. make me feel so good,” you say breathlessly, eyes locked on his. “gonna cum for me? gonna fill me up nicely?” and he’s nodding, pitiful whimpers falling from his lips, whatever you say. 

you trail a hand up his abdomen, to his chest, and tug at his nipple. the rush of pleasure he feels is so intense that the knot in his stomach is fraying and snapping so quickly he can’t even warn you, but he tries through strangled gasps: “cumming, ‘m, fu–”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

it takes leehan a while to come back to earth. he’s so tired he can barely move, but you kiss him until his mind returns home. after asking if he’s okay five times and getting five verbal “yes’s,” you clean the two of you up and lead him to bed.

it’s still when he speaks again, eyes searching for yours in the dark room, “i really am sorry, y/n. i should’ve been more considerate. i respect your work so much, i just got so lonely…” you smile at him softly and reach a hand up to rub circles into his back.

“i’m sorry you were so lonely, hannie. i should’ve managed my time better, should’ve taken your feelings more seriously. from now on, i’ll keep work at work, and after my project, we can both take time off and go on a vacation. how’s that?”

“that’s perfect,” he says, and means it wholeheartedly, falling asleep with a smile of his own.

✧･ﾟ: *

a/n : FUCK THIS TOOK FOREVER TO WRITE LOL i reread it three times pls lmk if there r still typos <3

[only4riwoo]

paper hearts 🏹 k.dh

genre smut 941 words cw MDNI!! sub!leehan, lowercase intended, unprotexted sex (big nono!!), cum eating, handjob (m), overstim, pet names (pretty, princess, love etc), if im missing smth lmk!! note i would tag liv (our beloved liverspaghett) because she helped me write a piece of this but since she deactivated her account, we will instead mourn the loss of our pookie. we will miss you liv rip!! this post is way over due, i was supposed to upload this on valentines day but i fell back and it definitely affected me :^ i know this is a super short read but enjoy this little treat my lovelies & make sure to keep urself hydrated; also that posture ml, sit up straight! < 33

"hi pretty.." leehan hums, his voice scratchy as he plopped down onto the mattress of your shared bed.

his hand was splay across your lower abdomen, the bed dipping a tad bit more under his weight when he scooted closer behind you.

although leehan was usually pretty good at keeping it in his pants, the smell of your freshly shampooed hair invading his nose was making his randomly speratic hormones go extremely haywire.

a sudden shift in what was, on a normal day, a comfortable type of tension, became very heavy and almost 'nose-stuffing'.

you clear your throat in an attempt to catch his attention since you noticed he was starting to stare directly at you with a blank expression. "you okay?"

your tone was softhearted with no intent of offense, your left hand reaching back to rest on the underside of leehan's arm, the one he used to keep a tight grip around your waist.

after a moment of complete silence, the only sound being your breathing and the quiet hum of the ceiling fan above.

he eventually answered, but of course, it wasn't a normal response to someone asking if you're okay.

"you smell good" leehan suddenly blurted, ripping a short giggle from your throat. "baby, you know you can tell me that there's something wrong, right?" you reassure, knowing leehan has a tendency to stay quiet and keep things to himself.

"yeah, i know," he subtly nods at you before continuing to speak. "i just.. need you so bad"

it was a given that he was reluctant to speak but he knew you care and will do everything in your power to help him when in need.

an almost silent noise came from your noise, the quietest laugh.

you didn't say anything, the hand on his arm coming down to pause just over the spot he wanted you so badly.

leehan whined at the slightest of touch, his hips pushing forward a bit to chase the feeling of your hand.

you knew your way around leehan's body. you also knew his limits, what he could take and what he couldn't take.

"really, hani?" that damn nickname. he cursed under his breath at your sultry tone. "please.." leehan whispered, desperately longing for your touch.

you laugh at his desperation, eventually giving in and sitting up before turning around, pushing leehan to lie on his back. pressing your palm flat against his clothed boner, you earn a sigh of relief from leehan as his hips involuntarily jumped forward into your hand.

with his chest heaving, breathless whimpers roaring up, he subtly humped against your fingers. leehan barked up a pathetic whimper when your hand slipped past his waistband, his eyes threatening to roll back as you thumb at his slit.

"fuck," he groaned, his hips slowly thrusting up. "ah ah, no sir." you warn with a click of your tongue, shifting your body to help him pull his sweats off before sitting on his thighs to hold him still.

leehan decided to actually listen to you, keeping still despite the obvious need in his watery eyes. the tip of his cock was flushed pink, just like his cheeks. you could hear he was breathing heavier. his cock stood up, aching for your touch. he wasn't beyond begging, never was. and that's exactly what he would do if you kept teasing him like this.

you wrap your hand around the base of his cock, dragging it up until you reach the top. you circle the head with your thumb before pushing your fist back down. leehan let out a quiet sob in response, drowning in the feeling of your touches.

you smear the small bead of precum that formed at his slit and spit in your palm to wet his cock. your hands move quicker and grip him harder, leaving him wriggling and whining under your weight, but unable to escape. it wasn't like he wanted to anyways. he rolled his hips into your palm, desperate for release. the moment you noticed his breath got shaky and uneven, you knew he was getting close. just as you feel his cock twitch, you pull your hand away.

leehan lying all desperate underneath you was really a sight to see, cupping the side of his face to admire his beauty before pulling him in for a long awaited kiss. you felt leehan’s hands come up to rest on your hips but you ignored it, continuing to kiss him while your free hand reached down to fondle his balls.

his fingers clung to your waist, pulling you closer to him to deepen the kiss. leehan’s tongue slipped through the small gap between your parted lips, moaning into your mouth as you start stroking him again.

the moment was heated and heavy, leehan’s chest caving as his dick twitched sporadically in your palm.

“ngh.. “ he whimpered against your mouth, his hips twitching up into your hand. “i’m-” he pulled away to make an attempt to speak but cut himself off with a soft groan, his cock pulsing as you graze your fingernail on his head. “fuck, wait i’m gonna cum”

leehan shudders harshly as you continue milking him. his stomach muscles clenched, his dick twitching again before it spurted hot and sticky semen all over your hand and his thighs. your hand doesn’t stop, working leehan through his orgasm until he’s shaking from overstimulation.

it’s when leehan pushes your hand away that you stop and lick his cum off your hand. suddenly gasping as your back hit’s the mattress. “your turn, princess.” he whispers teasingly from above you, a shit-eating grin spread across his face.

[1204love]

boynextdoor nsfw links

first link -> dom!boynextdoor, second link -> sub!boynextdoor

jaehyun

giving him a blowjob

fucking a dildo into him in front of the mirror

sungho

morning sex

putting a phone controlled vibrator in him while he makes the bed

riwoo

fucking you while you're wearing lingerie

riding your strap and pinching his nipples

taesan

fingering you

edging him while giving a handjob

leehan

pounding into you

giving him a handjob

[dolledtaesan]

THE TEMPTATION

KIM DONGHYUN X READER

WC. 3.2k | WARNINGS: Stalker!Leehan, Sub kinda bratty! f!reader, Use of Leehan’s real name ( Donghyun ), takes notes of you and watches you through security cameras, leehan and reader are roommates, unprotected sex ( don’t do ! ) kinda mean leehan!, degrades reader a little!, teases reader , pussy eating!, orgasm denial!, after care and a little fluff at the end!

ageless blogs + minors DO NOT INTERACT

There were only two issues about Donghyun that bothered you, your growing feelings towards him and how secretive he is about his personal life, especially with the journal he carries around. He’s constantly writing little notes into his journal and slams it close when anyone comes anywhere remotely close to him while he’s writing and he gets very fidgety when someone touches his journal as well.

This particular morning, Donghyun was leaving in a rush to avoid getting another absence in his attendance. You, on the other hand, surprisingly had no plans that day. No classes, day off from work, no plans with friends due to them having work or classes, or both. An hour went by as you sat on the couch watching your favorite television show when your eye finally caught attention of Donghyun’s secret journal on the coffee table where you laid your feet. Your eyebrows raised in curiosity while you crossed your arms across your chest, forgetting about the show even existed for a minute as your mind wandered of the contents the journal could contain.

No. You couldn’t. Donghyun is not only your roommate but a good friend of yours , and your crush of course. You had to respect his wishes of not messing with his journal, but.. what if the journal happened to fall on the floor… leaving the journal open.. then it wouldn’t be your fault that it was opened and read, right ..? You sat there trying to convince yourself to push it off the coffee table and trying to justify your reason as if he was standing over you in the room. You could swear it was like he had his eyes on you, watching you. You felt a shiver down your spine and looked around for a moment before sighing. He’s not even here, he’s at school, why are you freaking out.

You bit your bottom lip anxiously as your heart raced, wanting more and more just to kick the journal off the coffee table just to see what’s inside. In swiftness, you looked away quickly and kicked it off the table. Hearing the plop on the floor, you instantly jumped to your feet and went around the coffee table to see the journal.

Only to find it still close on its back.

Fuck it.

As if your body had a mind of its own, You quickly went down and sat on your knees while you picked up the journal and flipped to a random page. Your stomach dropped as you read what was written but you couldn’t even stop yourself reading more and more.

May 30th, 2023

Today is Y/N’s birthday and of fucking course she went to school in the most beautiful outfit i’ve ever seen on any human ever. I couldn’t stand staying at home for even another minute thinking and imagining all the people that are going to stare at her, what they are gonna say, what they could possibly do, what they are even thinking when they see her walk by, the way men could just eye fuck her as they walk by . It’s gotten easier to follow her when she leaves out in public, distancing myself enough to not be weird and to still see them and anyone who could surround her from any angle. I told myself to wait in the cafe across from her classes but I couldn’t. I physically couldn’t pull myself away from her surroundings, I can’t and I hate being away from her all the time. I’m sitting in the back of her class pretending to be a student which was easy to do. What wasn’t easy to do was listening to this fucking guys talk about which one could “ bag her first and get her in bed first “ , I was shaking in anger and I had to hold myself back with everything in me to hurt them-

June 5th 2023

It’s midnight, around the time Y/N touches herself and she always tries to stay quiet for me. She’s so cute like that, even cuter when she can’t stay quiet and I can hear her whimpers and whines through the walls. Fuck. I can hear how wet she is. I bet she tastes so.. good. I don’t just need her, I crave her, all the time, everyday. I think about her making those noises for me, how beautiful she would look under me, squirming under my touch, how sensitive is, how tight her pussy is, how her lips would feel on my body, I need her like a drug-

June 15th, 2023

I don’t know why I didn’t think of this before, everyone always asks me why I’m angry at school on the day’s Y/N is at home and it’s because LIKE I SAID I CANNOT STAND BEHIND AWAY FROM HER LIKE THIS. She asked me last night why i was gone so late last night and it was the cutest thing ever, but it’s all for her, I had ran around town looking for security cameras for the apartment and-

If you weren’t already in shock from the pages you’ve been reading about yourself, your jaw had practically smacked the floor when you read the last line. You dropped the journal onto the floor subconsciously, quickly looking around the apartment for where the cameras could be when suddenly you heard the keys furiously opening the door followed by the door being slammed closed.

“ Y/N, we need to talk!” Donghyun’s voice echoed through the apartment as you scrambled to your feet, collecting yourself and sat on the couch again, pretending like nothing happened when he probably already saw you from said cameras.

“ U-Uhm, Yeah w-what’s up?” You responded back, looking at your phone, pretending to be texting while you continued to freak out, feeling your heartbeat race as his stomps grew closer to the living room.

You looked up from your phone to see Donghyun staring at you, his face flushed in a bright red, his tongue poking the inside of his mouth while he crossed his arms across his chest, his eyes, dark, digging into you. “ What were you doing ?”

“ I was watching netflix.. and making plans for late-“

“ cut the fucking bullshit, Y/N” He spat at you, your gaze immediately avoiding his, looking anywhere but him. Fidgeting with your hands not knowing what to do next, but somehow, this also excited you. You could gradually feel the heat rushing to your core, you rubbed your thighs together and bit your bottom lip. Donghyun scoffed, walking over to you, grabbing you by your hair as he forced you to look up at him. Before looking into his eyes you noticed the tent forming in his pants, making your face turn into a bright red when you looked into his eyes.

“ I just fucking caught you reading in my journal, and you’re turned on by this, aren’t you?” He spoke in a low tone, you looked away from him again for a second before he grabbed your face again.

“ answer me.” He groaned, you nodded your head immediately in embarrassment making him laugh.

His smile turned into an evil-like grin, “ you’re acting much cuter than I could have ever imagined..” He crouched down to your height, holding his weight with his hand on the couch behind you while he leaned in and took in a big sniff of your scent. You sat there as your body tensed up, he’s never been this close to your body before in such a way. The hair on your body standing as he smelled your body, he leaned in as he stuffed himself in the nook of your neck, taking in more of your scent. Slowly making his way down your body as he continued, his nose dragging down your breast and your stomach while moaning against your body. You closed your eyes gently, starting to breathe heavily with need. Watching Donghyun slowly lose himself on you, made you lose your absolute mind and made you crave him more than you ever have.

Donghyun lifted himself off of you with a big but soft moan that escaped his lips while tilting his head back. He looked back into your eyes as you sat with your hands in your lap, thighs rubbing against each other with your face in a bright color of pink and your chest rising and falling as you breathed heavily. “ Do you see what you do to me?” He said while grabbing your thighs firmly “ now you’re gonna see what bad girls get when they don’t listen to me”

Donghyun got up and grabbed you by your waist, picking you up and lifting you over his shoulder with ease. You whined and squirmed around, fighting against him as if you didn’t want this to happen but in reality, you’ve dreamed of nights like this. He striked your ass with a hard spank causing you to let out a loud, high pitched moan. You covered your mouth as he laid you down on the bed, embarrassed. Donghyun smiled as he hovered over your body, he kissed up along your body because even though this was a punishment, this was his first time doing something with you and still wanted you to feel his love through his touches, and you very much did feel that. Your heart fluttered as he kissed along your body, his hands slowly caressing your body as they made their way up, grabbing your wrist and holding them above your head. “don’t do that again.. I want to hear you..” He mumbled while he looked into your eyes, you stared into his eyes and melted, nodding your head in agreement.

He slowly inched down your body once again, and stopped at the waistband of your pajama shorts. He looked up at you with curious eyes “ Can I..?” He asked and you nodded yet again but that caused him to shake his head “ yes or no.” he asked firmly and you chuckled, nodding your head again “ yes, Donghyun..” you responded and he grinned. He grabbed at your shorts and tugged them off your legs and tossed them to the floor. Your hand went flying to cover yourself but Donghyun is always one step ahead. He grabbed your wrist in time and pinned them above your head “ don’t fucking move them again. I want to see you, all of you.” he spoke out before looking down and couldn’t fight off the smirk when he saw the wet patch that was forming on your underwear. “ all this.. for me?..” He asked as he ran his middle and ring finger down your pussy, causing you to tense up for a moment and let out a soft whimper “ y-yes..”

He bit his bottom lip as he watched his fingers glide on your underwear, spreading the slick more along your underwear and watching the wet patch grow. “ fuck..” he groaned lowly, You watched him with your mouth hung open as soft, little moans were spilling out your lips the more he teased your cunt. Donghyun finally brought his fingers to your clothed clit, rubbing in smooth, fast circles, he looked up at you watching as you let out a loud gasp. Watching while your hands gripped onto the bed sheets below you, your knuckles turning white the closer and closer he brought you to your orgasm, quickly feeling the knot form in your stomach. Taking notice of how wet you’ve become and how your body was reacting, he pulled your panties to the side as quickly laid down on his stomach bringing his face to your cunt as his tongue attacked your cunt like a wild animal.

Even with your fingers alone, you’ve never felt your orgasm on such a level like Donghyun did for you, your legs squeezed in his head as your hands flew to his hair, tangling your fingers into his locks. Until suddenly, you could feel the rush slowly leaving your body. You looked down quickly as you see Donghyun’s face covered in your slick, with a big fucking grin on his face. You threw your head back into the pillow and whined loudly “ why did you fucking do that” You pouted and he scoffed, hovering over your body as he leaned in close, kissing along your neck teasingly “ because, bad girls don’t get what they want so fucking easily. “

You looked up at him, sexually frustrated to have your orgasm stripped away from you. Eyebrows scrunched together while you pouted angrily which quickly faded away as you watched Donghyun grab the ends of his shirt and pull over his head onto the floor. Your hands subconsciously moved forward, running along his chest and abs before grabbing your wrist quickly “ what did I just fucking say, Y/N. You’re so dumb for me and my cock aren’t you? “ He spat before letting out a chuckle while he started to unbutton and slip off his pants revealing his big cock that was being restricted in his boxers that were stained in precum , your mouth watered as you imagined how full his cock would make you feel. You looked up at his eyes as his face was flushed yet again but he rolled his eyes trying to keep his act together.

He grabbed the end of your shirt and looked into your eyes for confirmation “ yes donghyun..” you reassured him, he leaned in and kissed your forehead before pulling the shirt off your body and onto the floor. You leaned in and grabbed the waistband of his boxers, looking up at him with puppy eyes, he laughed and looked away from you shyly, nodding his head “ yes, Y/N, jeez you make this hard you know?” He stated which made you giggle. You slowly pulled his boxers down, watching his hardened cock that was covered in precum, hit against his stomach, he groaned as the cold air hit his cock and as it hit his stomach. You looked up at him biting your lip before officially throwing his boxers off the bed.

In this moment it was as if you both had the same mind, you both leaned in, grabbing at each other, pulling each other in closer to your bodies, connecting them together as your lips clashed. You wrapped your legs around his waist and wrapped your arms around his neck, tangling your fingers again in his hair as he grabbed your body pulling you close to him and wrapping his arms around your body. His kiss was so messy, so needy with desire for more, his tongue exploring deeper into the kiss. The both of you moaning into each others mouth within the kiss, you felt your body heat up as you could feel his hard cock twitch against your wet cunt, begging for it to be inside already. He pulled away from the kiss, resting his head against your forehead as he grabbed your waist, positioning his cock at your entrance.

Due to what he had done before with your pussy, leaving it wet with arousal for him, made it easier for him to slip inside and bottom out. Your eyes widened as you felt all of him inside of you, looking up at him with your mouth hung open and he looked at you the exact same. The feeling of your warm pussy, suck him into your cunt, gripping around his cock so perfectly. “ fuck.. It’s like you were made for me.” He moaned out into your ear. He has very clear and obvious plans to punish you, but his desire for you and to make the both of you feel good were even stronger than those plans.

He grabbed at your thighs as he pulled out all the way until his tip was the only thing left inside of you before slamming himself back into you, thrusting into you at a rough, fast, rhythm and pace. Donghyun leaned into your neck, kissing, biting, licking leaving various marks along your neck while keep his exact same pace and rhythm, making you lose your mind. You felt as if you were in a different universe, your nails grabbing onto his shoulders and scratching down his back as pleasure was racing through your entire body, you would have to apologize later for the scratches but that’s a problem for later you. You finally felt that same feeling from earlier, your orgasm was approaching faster than before since he left you breathless the last time with no finish and you could tell he was quickly appearing his orgasm as well.

His thrust and rhythm were gradually becoming messy and uncoordinated unlike how they were a few minutes before. He threw his head back as he felt the walls of your pussy gripping him like crazy, throwing him closer to his orgasm. “ I-I need to pull out- f-fuck” He moaned out, furrowing his eyebrows as he concentrated on only pleasuring you and holding off so he could cum on you until-

“n-no! p-please- cum i-in me p-please donghyun- c-cum with me!” You moaned out loudly into his ear while tightening your legs around his waist which is what set him off. He threw himself quickly to your lips, messily connecting your lips again as you both chased your orgasm. Yours happily reached before he did, you pulled away from the kiss, with a string of spit between your lips as you screamed out his name in pleasure and grabbed his hair roughly. Coating his cock in your cum as he quickly followed, he leaned into your neck and moaned loudly against your skin, filling your pussy with his cum. He continued to thrust but at a slow pace into you to come down from both of your highs and finally stopped when your body jumped from overstimulation. You put your hand on his chest and he laughed breathlessly, slowly pulling out of your pussy with a soft moan and watched as some of his cum dripped out of you.

He looked up at you as you laid on your back against the mattress, completely and utterly fucked out, trying to catch your breath as your hair was a mess. He smiled softly at you and he was also catching his breath, admiring your body for its beauty. He kissed along your body and trailed up to your lips, kissing them softly. “ Stay right there, don't move..” He mumbled against your lips before getting up off the bed, leaving the room and coming back in a few seconds later with a towel and wet wipes. He leaned in and cleaned your body from sweat and cum from the both of you. After cleaning himself as well, he laid down next to you’d cover the both of your naked bodies with the blanket and looked over at you. You smiled softly, chuckling softly as you leaned in and messed with his hair “ so what happened to you punishing me, hm Donghyun?”

“ keep talking and you’ll see it happen, baby”

[wontune]

✿ leehan ﹙ boynextdoor ﹚ lockscreens !

[ang3lvrse]

Hii I was wondering if I could request leehan ddlg with step-cest?

tried my best, but this is probably not what you wanted... also this will be the first and last time i write ddlg, since i'm terrible at it–

warnings — (0.5k words) step-cest, ddlg (barely), use of a vibrator, mentions of overstim, unprotected sex (don't!), insinuation of piv, let me know if i missed any!

“n-no more, please—i c-can’t–”

your whine was cut off by your own whine, tearing out of your mouth sharply. the loud whirring of the vibrator on your clit was shooting shockwaves of pain and pleasure mixed together throughout your entire body. you were shaking, orgasm after orgasm torn out of you almost forcefully.

“you can. i know you can. besides, you have a safeword—don’t you, sweetheart?” your step brother’s voice was downright condescending, the tone making you clench your thighs together, a sob tearing out of you.

you knew nothing about this situation was normal. but life was never normal—not after leehan came into your life.

this fucked up routine of yours had begun two months ago, right when you first met leehan and his dad—your mom’s now husband. both of you had eyes on each other immediately—definitely not in the way soon-to-be-step-siblings should have. both of your hands were travelling all over each other’s bodies under the dining table. yes, the same table your individual parents were seated in. after all, both of them were too engrossed in giving each other heart eyes to notice what was going on…

which brings you both to now. straight after their marriage, you and leehan had come to an agreement. one which included all of… this.

you let out a loud sob, as he increased the pressure of the vibrator against your clit, the vibrations causing your entire body to shudder. “l-leehan, please–”

he tutted, cutting you off, increasing the speed of the vibrator, ignoring your whine. “that’s not my name. is it, pretty?”

you sobbed, your fists clenching, uselessly wiggling against the handcuffs. “d-da–” you were cut off by your own whine, as he pressed the vibrator even harder onto your clit.

“c’mon pretty,” leehan coaxed. “almost there. doing so good f’me–” another loud whine tore through you, your back arching off the bed, as he quickly pushed you back down with a palm on your stomach, holding you still for him.

“d-daddy, please—too much–” a sound akin to a yelp left you, as he suddenly took the vibrator away. the lower half of your body twitched slightly, quick sharp breaths falling from your lips. the sudden relief made you feel lightheaded—but it was gone as quickly as it came. the sound of a zipper caught your attention.

“my pretty baby needs her reward, yeah?” leehan almost purred, as he pulled his sweats down, along with his boxers. he climbed up over you possessively, lining his cock up to your awaiting hole. “can’t leave her unsatisfied, hm?”

as he pushed the bulbous head of his throbbing cock into you, you wondered just how long you both had till your parents came back home from work.

[000-pawz]

nsfw! (mdni)

having some weirdo freak leehan x popular mean girl reader thoughts...

everyone knows leehan is the "weird kid" on campus. he's by himself most of the time, rarely talks to anyone, and spends most of his time in the library watching youtube videos about octopus breeding and cuttlefish facts. you aren't even sure if he has friends at all since you see him by himself so often. it's become an inside joke in your friend group; leehan is the weirdo fish boy.

you guys giggle under your breath when leehan passes by in the dining hall, pointing at his niche graphic t-shirts with shark designs on them, his headphones secured over his ears as he intensely watches a video on his phone. your friend decides to make a joke saying "y/n wants to fuck him so bad. look, they're perfect for each other!" and you slap her arm from across the table, mumbling a "stop! he's probably a virgin anyways." before laughing behind your hand.

but you didn't know that leehan did hear you, and when you show up to his dorm in the middle of the night for your biweekly dick appointment, leehan is pissed.

"virgin, huh?" he asks from above you with his head cocked to the side as you writhe on his dick, his hands holding your hips still so you can't move. he can't help but laugh at your helpless demeanor, your fingernails running down his arms as you begplead for him to move.

"please, leehan, i'm sorry. please, please, fuck me already," you beg, but leehan just shakes his head with a small smile, leaning down to whisper in your ear, his lips lightly brushing against your skin.

"but i'm a virgin, baby," he says teasingly, laughing again when you whine in protest. when he leans back up, his eyes lock intensely on to yours, a taunting smile sitting prettily on his perfect lips. "guess you'll have to fuck yourself on my cock and show me how it's done, hm?"

[ilysungho]

home tutoring leehan (or any1 else cuz ik you said youve been struggling writing for him) while teasing him but he cant get any proper relief unless he answers ur questions right :3

tulippp

while leehan’s fingers are wrapped around his pencil, your hand is around his dick. you’re sitting behind him, your chin atop his shoulder as you peer over to watch how he answers the questions before him. they’re all review for the exam he was going to have, and he needed help with it. who better to ask than someone who’s already taken the class? he just didn’t know he’d find himself in this situation, actually learning in exchange for the tiniest bit of movement from you. every time he answered a question right, you’d praise him and kiss the side of his face as you moved your hand on him just enough until you both moved onto the next question. but he’s still learning, and he’s aching under you as he stays quiet, answering whatever he can. and every time, more often than not, he does give a wrong answer, your grip gets a tad bit looser, telling him to pay attention to the question instead of his dick. and he listens, like the obedient student he is, since he needs to pass as much as he needs you right now.

[hazeytae]

pervy!bnd

♡ perverted thoughts- obviouslyyy, kinda cnc, somno, groping, vouyerism, panty stealing, panty sniffing, in public, exhibitionism

🗒️: btw my hard thoughts are open!! send in hard thoughts for bnd :3 or fluffy thoughts too! i wanna hear everyones thoughts 🙊 SEND IN ASKSSSSS ASAP! id like to get anons too if u like my writing :)

sungho.

pervy!sungho who whenever he sees you wear short shorts and a tank top with no bra he literally goes feral. the sight of your boobs bouncing with each step and your ass threatening to fall out your shorts- he feels so bad! youre in this innocent outfit but he cant help the impure thoughts flooding his head. when your doing the dishes and he cant stop watching how your tits jiggle when you move your arms, he has to use a pillow to hide his growing boner or maybe even take a trip to the restroom to sort himself out. he doesnt even want you going out in public wearing shorts! let alone a low cut shirt? and it may sound controlling but its just the way your ass spills out those shorts he cant let anyone else seeing that. "where are you going dressed like that?" kinda guy

riwoo.

pervy!riwoo who feels sooo terrible but whenever you wear a loose off the shoulder shirt n bend over he cant help but steal a look down your shirt. he feels so bad, he knows he shouldnt be looking but he swears he cant help it! poor boy cant help the perverted thoughts that come into his mind- but he swears hes not a pervert. when your peacefully sleeping and your off the shoulder shirt slightly slides down and practically your whole breast is out- he feels awful. should he fix your shirt for you? he knows he should out of respect- but instead he needs to cop a feel :( cupping your titty and feeling your hardened nipple with his fingers he almost cums in his pants right then and there. your whimpering kinda scares him- hes worried you woke up and he got caught but thankfully for riwoo your still asleep. your whimpers got him closer to cumming in his pants than ever- and he has to resort to humping your thigh.

jaehyun.

pervy!jaehyun whos a panty stealer andd sniffer...!! he feels so gross but he makes excuses for himself, trying to convince himself its not perverted or weird! youre soo confused when your favorite pair of panties mysteriously goes missing, you swore you put them in the laundry and they shouldve been washed by now! but nope, you were wrong, jaehyun had taken your used panties out the laundry hamper :( he knows its perverted as he sniffs your panties while fisting his cock- or wrapping your panties around his cock feeling the fabric cumming all over your panties n soiling them. he ends up keeping them in his side drawer and thats rxactly where you find them! youre so confused as to why jaehyun had them in his side drawer- until you feel his cum on your panties.

taesan.

pervy!taesan whos a littleee bit more lowkey with his perverted tendencies. but! that spare key to your apartment does him wonders. he was just gonna stop by to see you- nothing perverted about it! but the second he opened that apartment door and he heard your sweet honey-like moans coming from your bedroom he couldnt stop the tent growing in his pants. he crept up to your room- too scared to push the door even slightly open, but he eventually gets over it when your moans become louder. you dont notice the sound of the door creeping slightly open because of the loud buzz of your vibrator and the loud sounds of your wetness on the dildo. taesan cums in his pants the second he sees this- which is such a hit to his ego! but how can he help it when your spread wide open with the prettiest sounds? you dont even know hes there and that somehow makes it better for him. he shouldnt be watching you and hes fully aware that he should probably walk away or at least look away- but he cant. youre just way too gorgeous and he cant miss out on this.

leehan.

pervy!leehan who cant keep his hands off you... he has a bittt of a problem of always trying to touch you in public ! walking through the mall and he has his hand in your back pocket- might be something people see as romantic but hes literally groping your ass right now. sitting at a booth having lunch together and he cant stop himself from touching you under the table. every second of the day he finds his hand somewhere near your clit, rubbing it gently across the table from you. pulling you right into the dressing room and hes flipping your skirt up to admire your pussy before eating you out. rubbing his fingers across your folds while you look through racks of clothes. he knows its weird, he knows it is literally indecency- but how could he keep his hands off of you when you look so good and your pussy is always so wet and welcoming for him?

[g4z0oz]

Vow: Kim Leehan

tw: dubcon/noncon, obsession, a hint of violence, fear play, emotional manipulation, yandere behavior, stalking

Leehan, who has known you since kindergarten and promised to always protect you and have his eyes on you. Leehan, was known as a handsome, quiet boy during high school. Leehan, who broke other girl's hearts and boy's bones for you. Leehan, who was the reason why your crush was gone for weeks and actually extinct. Leehan keeps your childhood picture in his wallet and your selfie pictures in between his underwear. Leehan, who always failed to sneak inside your bedroom. He thought every single minute about how he could successfully enter your room because your parents were always available.

Until one day, both of your parents went out of town. You locked your gate and door. You enter your bed earlier. You get paranoid thinking about bad things that could happen to you. As you're about to shut your eyes, you hear a knock on your window. Your heart races wildly, but realizing it is your neighbor, aka your childhood friend, Leehan, you feel relieved. You immediately get up from your bed and open the window for him. Your parents say never opened your window for anyone, even if it's Leehan. But you trust Leehan. He always protects you from being bullied during your high school. He would never do anything towards you, you thought. "I know you're scared because you're alone. I'm here to accompany you." Leehan muttered. His voice, his breath, tickles your neck, lowkey giving you goosebumps. It was stupid of you that you didn't realize you never told him that you were alone. You just nodded at his words as if you got hypnotized by him. You crawl back to your bed and watch Leehan freeze at his place. You hesitated whether to let him sleep on your bed or on the floor. Knowing Leehan is a good friend of yours, he would never do something bad for you, right? You called him to come closer to you. "You can sleep on my bed for these 3 nights."

And that's what Leehan loves about you. You never thought of him in a bad way and always perceived him as an angel who protects you. Leehan smiled; his smile contained thousands of untold thoughts. He gets on your bed and scoots closer to you until you can feel his chest touching your back. It was your first time being this close to anyone. It was your first time to have someone's scent linger around your pajamas. "I'll keep you safe," Leehan whispered. Once again you just nodded. You can't deny that you feel safe with him, but at the same time, your gut feelings tell you the other way around. You shut your eyes close, hoping that you can fall asleep in a few minutes. Leehan, on the other hand, pulled you into his embrace. You're too stunned to speak; therefore, you just froze on your spot. "Is this okay?" "Yeah...yeah. I'm okay."

An evil smirk formed on Leehan's lips. You're naive, and you never change. You're soft and fragile. Your back feels nice on his chest. Those silk pajamas you wear make it worse for him. His dick slightly touches your ass; he knows you noticed it but is way too scared to move. Your sakura's scent makes him turn on even more. As if you know that he loves that scent, you never changed your body wash since high school. His hand slowly traveled underneath your top; your body felt warm. Your warmth doesn't excite him, but your goosebumps do. He knows you pretend to sleep. "Don't worry, sweetheart; I'll keep you safe," Leehan whispered once again as he fidgeted with your tits from behind. You shut your eyes tight, and your lips quivered as you tried not to cry due to fear. You believed Leehan. "I am your protector. You never feel safer than when you're with me." Leehan murmured as his finger went down to your undies He did multiple circle motions at your entrance before he finally entered his middle finger inside you, making you shriek a little. "Keep quiet, baby. You can moan loudly when I'm on top of you soon." Leehan told. His finger slowly thrust inside of you, making you feel a bit of pain and pleasure. You're wet without you knowing, leading you to feel less pain.

He pulled your undies and pants, letting his dick slide into your ass. He thrust inside you from behind, making you yell his name. He didn't stop. His dick and fingers are busy destroying your ass and pussy. Leehan enjoys watching your body bounce sideways; he adores the sounds of wetness from you shoving his fingers inside you. He admires the way your ass and his dick sound, like the applause you get from the audience when you are done performing on an honorable stage. You can't keep quiet anymore. You cry both in agony and pleasure. And maybe in fear too. Your moans got louder at each thrust from Leehan's dick.

"Until your parents finally get home, let me pleasure you."

[blueberrybeomgyu]

leehan edging himself? FANTASTIC ill have 14 of them

1/14 coming right up!!! I actually had two ideas for this one, so I’m gonna write about one here and the second one i think i'll turn into a full fic, so look out for that, nonnie <33 i feel like self-edging is a bit hard to write a drabble on, but i did it anyway, sorry if it's lacking!! i'm also sorry if this doesn’t make sense, they’re just ideas!

bsf!leehan who…

can’t stop thinking about you when he jerks off, even if he tries to push thoughts of you away

you always manage to cross his mind anyway, and the second you do, he’s cumming quicker than he’d care to admit

eventually gives in and indulges in all of his perverted fantasies of you sucking him off, riding his face, fucking him until he can’t think anymore

wants to spend more time with the image of you in his head, so he denies his own orgasms

like riwoo, i’d say he’s pretty good at holding out, not losing his mind, he’s able to stave off the first two or three orgasms easily

sometimes he doesn’t even let himself cum at all, he knows about your sassy/bratty personality well, and likes to think you’d be kinda mean to him in that way

he’s so desperate for your touch, always on edge, and when your eyes or hands linger on him a little too long, he’s using all of the energy in his body to no buck his hips up into the air

he’d be hanging over at your apartment one day, and it’s laundry day, and you're out of underwear!! you tell him with a pout :(

follows you around like a puppy on a normal day, and today isn’t any different, but when you bend over to switch your clothes over to the dryer, he can see the outline of your cunt pressing against your shorts, and he has to pinch himself so hard it bruises to prevent himself from cumming on the spot.

he swears you’re doing this on purpose, throwing him mischievous smiles when you catch him staring at you, but he can’t be sure, so he suffers in silence (definitely won’t admit that he enjoys the game you’re playing)

lingers by the laundry room even after you’ve left, and takes the opportunity to snag a pair of dirty underwear from the hamper of clothes you haven’t gotten to yet, stuffing them in his pocket and putting on his nonchalant act when he joins you on the couch again. 

spends the rest of the evening half-listening to what you’re saying bc his mind is so focused on your panties sitting in his pocket

immediately falls into bed when he gets home that night, stuffs your dirty underwear in his mouth and fucks up into his fist and he looks so stupid, bet you’d call him pathetic as you grind your clit against his nose

he spends hours like that, pulling his hand off of his cock whenever he’s close to the edge and imagining it’s you denying him

he’d whimper desperately around the cotton in his mouth when he finally gets the release he’s been chasing, and it hits him so hard he passes out

wakes up the next morning and is so embarrassed about the state he finds himself in that he doesn’t talk to you for the next four days

✧･ﾟ: *

[prodbyton]

its so cute to me the thought of leehan fucking you faced away from his fish tank so that the fishes wont see and he’ll love to call them your guys kids🗣️

definitely says that you two are the fish parents and wants to make sure they only see you both on your best behavior. when things are starting to get heated in his room and he stops you guys, you’re worried he wasn’t in the mood and wanted to stop but he’s just like “not in front of the kids baby,” all you can do is roll your eyes at him because he really treats his fish like his children... but it’s so cute to you how he cares about them, so you let him move you to the other side of his bed so you two won’t be in the fishes line of vision while he’s fucking you.

[ihangelic]

HII UR LAYOUT IS SO PRETTY 💗

can i have ur thoughts on sleepy aftercare with gentle dom!leehan <3

THANK YOU SM ANONIE!! here’s my thoughts :3

omg leehan would be so gentle w you :( like whether he was going hard or soft when he was fucking you— after a scene he always treats you like you’re his precious glass doll <\3 if you’re whining to go to sleep he’ll be tempted to just let you go to sleep bc you’re so cute, but eventually he’ll insist on getting you cleaned up and properly ready to go to bed. leehan would pick you up and carry you to the bathroom, not letting you raise a finger. he’d either make you a bubble bath and do absolutely everything for you bc you’re his baby— or he’ll wash you down with a cloth if you’re just that tired. either way you’re going to be in his arms the entire time and planting little kisses on the nape of your neck, temple— whatever’s in front of him, all while his loving hands are cleaning you up TT will also call you the sweetest of petnames with his calming voice; pick you up and put you on the counter to do your skincare routine; and help you get dressed into your jammies. and when he finally carries you back to bed he cuddles you to sleep. leehan would 100% be the most perfect gentle dom ever, i just know it <3