#like they were already doing it before getting together. now it’s just unbearable 💀

[mirkoluvs]

★ MHA CHARACTERS WHEN YOU WON’T TELL THEM WHAT’S WRONG

characters: midoriya, bakugo, todoroki

genre: fluff, kinda comfort !!

izuku midoriya

- i love him so much but he would be unbelievably awkward 💀

- you told him you were fine, but it was clear you were the complete opposite of that

- when he tried asking you the first time, you just brushed it off and brought up something else, practically forcing a topic change

- but by the time classes were over and everyone was back in the dorms, you still looked just as miserable as you did before

- he couldn’t just let you suffer alone, so he mustered up all of his courage and went over to talk to you

“uhm… y/n, can i talk to you?”, midoriya asked, getting your attention. “sure, what’s wrong?”, you asked, following him as he walked to a more private part of the common room. “i don’t mean to be nosy, but are you sure you’re alright? i know you said you were fine earlier, but you don’t really look like it… WAIT, THAT CAME OUT WRONG. i mean, you look great as always! wait, no. i mean, yes! okay, what i’m trying to ask is-“, “izuku, i get what you’re trying to say, relax”, you interrupted him from his rant, causing him to let out a slight chuckle of embarrassment. “okay, i may have lied a little bit. i just got in a bit of trouble with mr. aizawa for not doing my homework on time and it ruined my mood, i promise it’s nothing serious”, you said, reassuring him. as if he had been holding it in all day, he let out a huge sigh of relief, leaning against the wall. “well that’s reassuring. i was thinking it was something really serious… not that what mr. aizawa said isn’t important! if you want, i could help you with your homework after school, kind of like a tutor!”, he suggested, perking up at the idea. you as well liked the sound of that, thinking of the things that could come out of it. “that actually sounds like a really good idea! thanks, izuku. for checking up on me and offering to tutor me”, you smiled at the boy. his face going from normal to a bright shade of red in mere moments, he hastily nodded his head. “no problem!”.

katsuki bakugo

- we all know bakugo’s a perspective person, so he notices when your mood is off

- “oi, what’s wrong with you, moron?”

- instead of making a snarky comment like you always do, you just muttered a “nothing” and pushed by him, walking out of the classroom

- he knew you were lying and it pissed him off, but he didn’t bother since you were already gone

- now, you two usually walk together after school and you still did walk with him, it was just unbearably quiet.

- usually you would find anything to talk about the whole entire walk home, but this time you didn’t even make a peep.

- this REALLY pissed him off, but he didn’t just brush it off this time

grabbing your wrist, bakugo dragged you behind a building, pinning you against a wall, his arms trapping you in, hands laid against the wall right next to your head. “what the hell-?”, “alright, cut the shit. what’s wrong? you’re acting weird and it’s annoying as hell”, he said in an irritated tone. “i already said it’s nothing”, you repeated from earlier. clicking his tongue, he rolled his eyes, clearly seeing through you. “do you think i’m dumb or some shit? i can tell you’re lying. you aren’t leaving until you spit it out”, he told you. it really didn’t look like he was going to budge anytime soon, so you sighed, giving in. “okay, okay! fine. i’m just upset because i got a really bad score during training today and it just put me off because i worked so hard and i still did bad”, you confessed, looking down in embarrassment. the silence was loud until you saw him put his arms down, letting out a sigh. “that’s it? you’re dramatic as hell”, he said, his attitude-filled tone coming back. “wow, thanks”, you replied sarcastically, rolling your eyes. “if you needed help with training, you could’ve just asked. throwing a pity party isn’t gonna fix shit, so actually communicate with me so we can figure it out together”, he finished, his tone softening. it was rare to ever receive actual advice or even help from bakugo, even if he was a little harsh with it. you couldn’t help but snicker at his attitude change, causing him to whip his head around. “WHAT THE HELL IS SO FUNNY?!”, he shouted at you as you continued to burst out in laughter. “i-im sorry! it’s just i’ve never seen you be so nice before, it’s so out of character for you and it’s funny!”, you laughed, trying to catch your breath. “tch, whatever, idiot! you better take my offer or else you aren’t getting any help from me” he told you with annoyance in his tone. “i will, trust me! thank you, katsuki”, you smiled.

shoto todoroki

- this poor man 😭

- he doesn’t really realize realize that you’re hiding something from him, he literally just thinks you hate him

- usually he would be greeted in the mornings by you running up to his desk and talking to him about any life updates, but that didn’t happen today

- instead, you walked right to your seat and didn’t say a word all period and it stayed like that the whole day

- when he tried to talk to you and asked if you were okay, you just responded in small hums, making it seem as if you were uninterested

- after a while, he just flat out asked you

“y/n, do you hate me?”, todoroki asked, causing you to practically choke on the juice you were drinking. “what?! no, why would i hate you?”, you asked, clearing your throat. “well, you haven’t spoken to me all day, so i assumed that was the case. if it is, i will leave you alone if that’s what you would like”, he said, preparing his stuff to move to a different table. “no, wait! shoto, im not mad at you at all, it’s just been a rough day, that’s all”, you reassured him, pulling him back down into the seat by his shirt. “oh”, he stated dumbfounded, sitting back down. he felt like a complete idiot by not noticing that something may be wrong. it was hard for him to figure out other people’s feelings as he had that problem himself. “well, what’s wrong then?”, he asked you, showing full attentiveness. you sighed before continuing to explain how you got in trouble with your parents for “being too careless” when it came to doing hero work and how it put you in a bad mood for the rest of the day. he nodded, taking everything you said into account before coming up with something to say. “well, i think you are amazing when it comes to hero work, you just act quickly, which may be a bit risky sometimes, but heros have to take risk to save people, right?”, he said, trying his best to help you out. you cracked a small smile for the first time all day, appreciating how hard he was trying to make you feel better. “yeah, you’re right. thanks, sho! and sorry about earlier, i shouldn’t have ignored you like that”, you apologized, feeling guilty about how you made him think you hated him. “it’s alright. i was a bit worried, but now that you told me what was actually going on, i feel a lot better. just know you can always tell me when somethings wrong, i’ll listen”.

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[yaut-jaknowit]

okay, okay, I got an idea for a while that you mightttttt enjoy

Basically, Nsfw idea lesgo 🔥, imagine an Elder just fucking you in a empty council room after a frustrating meeting (amab reader if you’re comfortable with it because i’m lowkey incapable of reading smut with any other gender💀)

Stress Reliever

Pairing: Wolf (Male Yautja) x AMAB!Reader

Warnings: rough sex (usual for these guys), knotting (again), mlm sex, anal sex, abandoned cock, no foreplay, no prep (straight to the point), aftercare, hints of voyeurism, blood and biting, sort of cnc (concent giving but not said, agreed upon before story starts), use of ‘good boy’, light aftercare.

Word Count: 2101 (I wish this was longer)

Summary: Wolf is frustrated after a meeting gone wrong. He has to release that pent up anger some how. Oh, how generous of you to be in the room with him.

Author Note: I'm more than happy to write AMAB stuff for you! If there's anything incorrect in here, please let me know. I don't have the body parts soooo I tried! I know you like Celtic but he's not an elder so I hope Wolf is fine for you. I do love that old, grumpy elder. If only I could get my hands on him

Masterlist

Ao3

From his chair at the meeting table, you could feel the tension in his body. Strung tighter than a bow ready to snap. Halfway through the council meeting, Wolf had placed a heavy hand on your thigh, claws lightly biting into your flesh. The pressure grew over time till blood had been drawn at the conclusion of the meeting.

The mighty hunter ordered everyone out in an instant. His thundering voice echoing back at him like a storm ready to unleash its strength. A storm you were trapped in. The ridged grasp on your poor thigh had yet to waver, even as the last Yautja evacuate the council room.

It was only a breath before Wolf had strike like a predator on its prey. In one instant, Wolf pinned you, chest down, bent over the council table. His unbearable heat blanketed your feeble body. Chitters and snarls vibrated your back and raced up your neck, creating goosebumps in their wake. The elder had you promptly at his will.

A hand found its way to your hip, claws biting through the shirt to graze your skin. You shuttered at the feeling and released a shaky breath. Those unsteady noises were drowned out by the heady, dominating growl that had blood rushing to your undeniable growing shaft. “Wo-Wolf,” you breathed his name as if it was a sin to speak a decibel louder.

Warm, thin tresses created a partial curtain. Wolf’s hand on your hip tightened. “Paya,” he murmured barely above an inhale. Then, he tore the clothing covering your waist and legs clean off. The sudden rush of air hitting the exposed skin had you yelping, thighs clenching together. As if the male wouldn’t just pry them open if he wanted to.

In an uncoordinated, rushed move, Wolf slithered a hand to the back of your knee and jerked it up. Your leg was forced onto the table. The toes on your other foot scrapped, barely touching the ground now. He had you folded into the position he wanted.

You squirmed under his hefty, muscular weight for only a moment. The Yautja snarled and snatched the back of your neck. “Stay,” he bit a domineering command that shook you to your core. Your cock jumped and bumped into the table. A hiss coming from clenched teeth at how sensitive the tip had already become.

All you could mange was a whimper and weak nod, body resting pliantly on the stone table. Wolf stayed for a few moments before pulling his weight off of you. In this position, you weren’t able to fully see his figure from the corner of your vision.

His hips were pulled away from you. Sounds of metal and leather being mess with hit your ears. Before you had the chance to act upon thoughts of disobeying him, the Yautja returned in full force.

Thick, sticky, and hot. His shaft rested at the end of your tail bone and slowly slide across your soft skin. The weight was all too familiar. But, it always felt better inside, knotted, and milked dry.

One of his hands grabbed the entire of one globe and spread it. Your tight, although, plenty stretched hole, throbbed. Without hesitance, Wolf jerked his hips back and lined up the tip. The sharp head resting between the ring of muscles.

With a single thrust, the entire length was shoved inside of you. Despite the pain of the stretch, sounds of pleasures spilled from your lips like gold. A cry echoing back at you, ringing through the chambers like a choir. In the mixture of your own sounds came with the snarl and grunts of the lethal predator taking you. His hips slapping to yours in fervor, releasing all the pent anger of the last two hours.

“W-Wolf!” you sputtered his name, hands clawing at the stone underneath you. Your nails dragged across it and couldn’t find an ounce of purchase to ground you for a moment.

“Pauk-de take it! Take it, little mate!” he spat out harshly in the wild fury of his pounding thrusts. “Those tarei’hasan are clueless.” Wolf laid more of his weight on top of you which effectively crushed you. “They had no clue to how Kainde Amedha hunt.” Sharp, lethal fangs scrapped across the skin on your neck. “Know it all’s!”

A particular thrust had you seeing stars while your body began to shake. “And I get to you use you.” Wolf clamped down on the crook of your neck, drawing blood. “All mine to release my rage on.” When your muscles fluttered around him at that last sentence, his hips stuttered with a groan. “Yeah, you pauk-de don’t mind it. Pauk-de loving it.” You practically heard the smirk in his guttural voice.

Yet, the Yautja lost himself to his frustration and need for release now. The oh-so levelheaded male was drowned in his emotions he hadn’t felt the way you were tightening on his. The way his deflated knot was already catching on your muscles.

Time slowed for the seconds leading up to an exploding climax. Everything kept building up despite this all being about Wolf releasing his frustration. At the top of this razor sharp edge, you were shoved over without a care in the world. Your cock twitch as it burst out the first rope of cum onto the underside of the table onto the ground.

Wolf snarled deafeningly straight into your ear when he felt your walls capture him in a vice grip. It forced his hips to stutter to an exasperated speed. In the heat of the moment, a hand curled around you throat. He pressed you against his chest and snarled a deep growl.

The moment he could slip out, he did only to shove the entire length of him straight back into you. A sputtering, nonsensical blabber spilled from your drooling lips. The oversensitivity far greater than you were expecting. And, you didn’t want it to stop. He let loose like a cannon destroying a fleet. This wasn’t about you. Not in any way shape or form.

A Yautja in need of release of pent up, boiling rage.

At every new slam into you had your spent cock hitting the table. The shocks of oversensitivity had your mind reeling to grab at yourself. But your muscles were locked tight, making it hard to even breathe.

“I’m the Payasaken Kainde Amedha specialist! Knowing…” his words trailed off into Yautja. A deep, nasty Yautja that had you shivering at the sounds.

He straightened up. Both of his scaly hands groped at the flesh of your cheeks and spread them as far as possible. His fire-filled eyes zeroed down on the way your abused hole was forced to stretch wide at each thrust. The way his deflated knot was shoved in then pulled back in a manner that conveyed his rage. He craved the sight of this small, vulnerable ooman struggled to take his cock. You were already a mess of wasted, spent cum and sweat blanketed your skin.

He was far from done with you.

A shift of his hips had the sharp tip of his cock driving down into your prostate then the knot to press against it. The double whammy had your vision swimming as you squirmed wildly underneath him. The overstimulation growing nearly painful.

Wolf released a threatening snarl and draped his weight over you again. Once more, without choice, you were trapped underneath. “There’s no escaping this, mate. You’re going to take what I give you.” The hand around your throat had tightened to a point that slowed the blood flow to your brain. You being to the effects of lack blood to your brain quickly.

Even in a fervorish state, Wolf knew when to release the pressure on your throat just to do it all over again three more times. Until he could smell the tall tale sign of your climax rising again. A Cheshire grin on his alien face as his thrusts begin to lose their coordination. The predator focusing on short but powerful drivers of his hips.

The hand not around your throat slithered between the two of you to press down on the small of your back. Enough to tilt your hips further down. One thrust and it was done.

Electricity shot through the taunt body of the Yautja as he slammed his hips flush to you. He bellowed a mighty roar that could be heard through the halls. The ball of flesh that sat at the base of his heft shaft swelled with a rush of blood. Ropes of hot, burning cum was milked at each squeeze of your stretched walls.

The entire frame of muscle that towered over you rested upon you like a heavy blanket. Deep, guttural breaths came from the spent creature that had just plowed you. You whimpered at the feeling of your asshole on the verge of splitting from the size of his girthy knot locked inside of you. Not a single drop of cum to be spilt past the ball of flesh nestled within you.

Purrs poured from Wolf’s throat. Sweaty, well-worn palms stroked down you side in a calming manner. Scratchy shushes falling from his mouth. “Good… good little mate. Such a good boy. Taking my knot. It’s okay, it’s okay.”

Until this point, you hadn’t realize your entire body was shivering from the oversensitivity he forced upon you. You couldn’t tell if your cock or hole ached worse. You whined.

“Paya, look at you,” he murmured and stayed above you. “The feeling of you tight around my knot drives me crazy.” Wolf let an arm to curl around your torso and timidly picked up. With the size difference, Wolf kept you suspended, toes unable to touch the ground. “Makes me want to pull out and take you all over again.”

In the haze of your mind, you felt him sit back down on his chair and put you in his lap. The two of you are trapped for the unforeseeable future. Your legs were spread to be on the outside of his legs, letting the empty room see the way he has filled you. Your spent shaft lying limp, resting where your thigh meets your torso.

The purr that still resonated from him vibrated along your skin. They sent a wave of goosebumps. Your head was lolled back to rest on his chest, eyes closed. Warm, rough hands soothed the skin on your inner thighs. “You’re still so tight, mate,” he purred straight into your ear. “No matter how many times I stretch you.”

For the moment, you could only airily huff and rolled your eyes. Claws ghost down your inner thighs to stop where your cock rested. When a hand swaddled the softened shaft, you stuttered a gasp and whined in discomfort.

His hand engulfed you and added a light pressure that had you squirming in his lap. “Look at you.” There was a Chesire grin planted on his face. Little, minute spurts of post-cum escaped and pathetically down the head only to be used as lube. Wolf softly twisted his wrist. You choked on air, body tensing up. A threatening snarl tearing from the elder’s throat as he locked his muscles. “At my hands wills.”

“Soon, I have another meeting.” Wolf’s words echoed in your brain. Your body locked up, eyes snapping open to thankfully found the room still empty. Yet, you couldn’t deny the way your cock jumped at the notion. “A magnificent sight of my knot locked deep inside of you. Something to walk into. Smell, taste,” he murmured lowly and gently stroked your deflated cock.

Sparks of hot, blazing electricity fired off of ever nerve in your body. Due to the knot still inside your stretched ass, there was no place to scuttle off to. Only you could just sit there and endure the hand stroking away at a teasing but maddening pace. Every sound made was consumed by the elder’s ears in an instant. All just for him.

Before he could push you too far into a dumb state, Wolf released his hold on you. Slowly, he reached over to grab an item then pressed it to your lips. “Drink,” he commanded. Unable to fully think, you just simply listened to his order. Your lips parting to consume the liquid provided for you.

Once he was satisfied with your intake, Wolf pulled the glass away and discarded it on the table. A purr started back up like an old farm truck to vibrate your bones. You laid there, content from his hands softly petting you.

[padfootastic]

PEN WHAT THE FUCJ THIS WAS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PIECE OF WRITING OF THESE TWO I'VE EVER READ. it was so good that it left me blushing and I'm BROWN, you know we don't blush that easily.

this had so many great lines oh my god i was screeching (internally) throughout the fic

"Not James Potter, though. Him and his ‘I’m-right-and-the-world-must-shift-around-me’ voice were far above such plebeian concerns." yeah that's perfect james potter description right there

". There was no point resisting James Potter- not when someone in that lineage had probably invented the word stubborn by virtue of their very existence." my heart was jumping out of my ribcage reading these masterpiece of sentences alright.

also the grounds scene had me weak in my knees; I'm a hoe for making sirius -haughtiness is my middle name - black near incoherent to begging for one james potter. it's my kryptonite. also why are neck kisses so fucking hot. there's just something about it

also want to congratulate you for nailing down the last two scenes because making the atmosphere fraught with palpable tension is hard. like anything smutty can very easily fall into- oh yeah they are having sex, good for them but to make it so that the reader can feel it, it's nit easy and you did it so well. you had ME quivering at times over them

you definitely didnt help the situation with your author's note but tbh i don't even want to help the situation, I'm also a hoe for taking down James arrogance down a peg by some exercises in bedroom and now that I've started thinking about it i can picture the scene perfectly (vivid imagination for the win) and I'll stop before i make this ask too freaky but yeah.

also love that we've all collectively decided that Potter's had the most lovely meternal house elf named rani

agshjashjj ASH!!! WHY ARE U SO KIND TO ME 😭😭😭😭 i…kind of…screeched externally when i read this? my family will not put up with me one of these days, i swear, i’m gonna be exposed.

listen when i tell u i had so much fun writing about james’ arrogance and confidence like i just. i’m in love with it. how much strength sirius draws from it. s wields his arrogance like a shield in the face of his insecurities & vulnerabilities and j does it regardless of it, it’s an innate part of him that comes from the sheer surety of self he has and that difference is so !!! james will mould the world to fit around his sirius no matter what stands in his way!!!

no okay ash. i was so nervous writing those scenes because i’ve,,,,never,,,done it for these boys? and i’ve never thought about them in a sexual capacity bc i’m always more focused on the soulmates aspect of their bond so it was actually so hard bc i was trying to not make it cringy or second-hand embarrassing and i’m very happy u liked it 🥺 (also my favorite was when james was just,,,playing him like a fiddle lol the adam’s apple part? yum. and hard agree on sirius being taken off guard—what is it with us and messing with these boys like this lol)

omg yes rani!! listen i have. Thoughts. baby me came up with her way back in like,,2017? wrote a whole fic around it (that ended in tragedy for some reason lol) and i literally fell in love with her. just like that. james calls her ra-ra and she makes chocolate eclairs for sirius and mails it to hogwarts and calls j jamesy as a compromise between little master/james and she’s the absolute best!!!

[number1mingyustan]

Guilty Pleasure ☾

bf!dk x fem!reader

Warnings: watching porn, penetrative sex (sort of), creampie, masturbation (m.), unprotected sex, bulging, slight edging

Summary: Who needs porn when you have your own?

Word Count: 1.7k

(a/n: this is ABSOLUTE PURE filth holy shit 💀 and i finally proofread just bc of that)

Seokmin decided to sleep on the couch tonight. It wasn’t like the two of you were having problems or anything of the sort. He simply came home later than he was expecting, and didn’t want to wake you.

He knew you had to be up extra early in the morning for work, so it was easier for him to just sleep on the couch and not disturb you.

He truly didn’t mind sleeping on the couch, however there was one problem.

He was horny.

Like extremely horny.

With you leaving early and him coming home so late due to both of your work schedules, you hadn’t spent much time together over the last couple weeks. Thus it had been a little over three weeks since the two of you were… intimate.

It wasn’t completely unbearable, but he was struggling. Next week, the two of you had plans to go on vacation, so that gave him something to look forward to as far as spending time with you.

But a week felt like an eternity on nights like this where he really needed you. He tossed and turned a bit before residing on his back. In this position, it was impossible to ignore his problem. His stiff cock was standing tall and proud through the blanket.

He let his head fall back into the couch with a groan. Now he was really stuck with his problem. He genuinely considered going into your shared bedroom and waking you in hopes of some relief. But rubbing one out would have to do for now.

His thoughts of you alone could easily get him off, but then he remembered a certain hidden album he had on his phone. He felt kind of bad resorting to the folder, but he was just so needy that he simply couldn’t help himself.

Grabbing his phone and airpods, he opened up the hidden folder named ‘y/n’ and placed the buds into either side of his head.

After relaxing his body for comfort, he began scrolling through the album. There were a variety of videos and pictures of you and him (but mostly you). His eyes scanned through pictures of your nude body. You were wearing lingerie in a few, but your entire body was on display for the majority of the content. In some of them you were touching yourself, others simply posing for the camera.

Of course you knew about all the content in the folder. Some of it you sent to him, but the majority were his ideas or sneaky pics he took of you in a completely fucked out state.

He felt his cock twitch when he reached on of his favorite pictures. It was you below him, sitting on your knees with his cock in your mouth. Mascara was dripping down your face and your makeup was ruined, but he thought you looked incredibly sexy.

Seokmin slid his sweatpants down, alongside his underwear. His hard cock sprung up, the angry red tip already leaking with anticipation. His length twitched a few more times at the cooling sensation in the room from the lack of warmth his clothes provided.

His eyes scanned through the folder before landing on his personal favorite video. It was one with the both of you and his cock stirred at the vivid memory of that night.

Holding his phone steady in one hand, he hit play.

As the video started, his cock came into view, and then your face. He was standing above you, gripping his length and teasing it along your lips. You looked up at the camera with big doe eyes. You licked your lips, taking his length down your throat without breaking eye contact. You were a natural on video.

Seokmin spit onto his free hand, quickly wrapping is around his stiff length. He let out a quiet moan at the slight relief.

He could hear you gagging in his airpods, alongside himself cursing every now and then as you deepthroated him. He vividly recalls this night, imagining himself still inside the warmth of your mouth. He watches your eyes water as you struggle to take him while he fucks your throat relentlessly.

His hand movements pick up in pace. He strokes his hard length faster, causing more precum to leak out of his tip. He swipes the head of his cock, letting out a hiss and continues to stroke himself with the lubricant.

He’s trying to stay quiet, but watching you choke on his cock while pleasuring himself makes it nearly impossible. His eyes remained glued onto his phone.

In the video, he pulls cock out of your mouth. You breathe heavily, saliva dripping down your face as you maintain eye contact with the camera. You give a weary smile, breathing heavily as you recover from sucking him off.

You lift yourself up, getting off your knees and lying onto the bed. Your full nude body comes into display. He moves the camera, giving himself the view of every inch of you.

Your breasts, your pussy, your face. All of it. Subconsciously, his hand movements slow down as he takes in the beauty of your body. He watches the video in total admiration. You were so fucking beautiful.

The camera shifts, panning from your body to his cock. He grabs it, leading it to your aching core. The video zooms in, focus on your arousal. You were so fucking wet, leaking uncontrollably for his eyes only.

His grip on his cock tightens as he watches himself rub the head of his dick along your pussy. He smears your essence along his tip and your heat. He hears you let out a loud moan in his airpods, prompting him to pick up the pace of his strokes.

There’s only a few more seconds of teasing before he watches himself push his length into you. The camera is focused on your lower half, however he pounds into you with such roughness that the camera shakes. He can see glimpses at the top of the video where your tits bounce, hardened nipples perked up just for him.

He pounds into you, thrusting roughly into your aching core. Seokmin watches in amazement, continuing him to get himself off at the pace of the video. His hand runs along his cock in unison with his thrusts.

He hears himself moaning, but your lewd noises are louder. You whimper and curse, calling out his name. The beautiful sounds ring in his airpods, allowing him to hear you clear as day.

He watches himself pound into you, his free hand tracing over the bulge that’s appeared in your tummy. He presses down, causing you to let out a strained groan.

“You feel me?” he teases.

You let out a weak nod, whimpering as your legs start to shake. He watches you become overstimulated, inching closer and closer to your orgasm.

He nearly finishes in his hand as he watches you become overwhelmed by your orgasm. It takes a lot, but he grips the head of his cock tightly. His cock twitches as he squeezes, needy and aching for a release. But he won’t let himself cum yet, not until he gets to his favorite part.

In the video, Seokmin thoroughly fucks you through your orgasm. You cry out his name with your eyes rolled back, pornographic moans spilling from your lips incessantly. Your back arches off the bed and you legs shake, body spasming uncontrollably as he continues to bottom out inside of you. He can hear the lewd squelching noises loud and clear as he thrusts his length inside of you.

He can’t really see his cock thrusting into you, as the camera angle has moved up to focus on you in your state of bliss. But, your body and the bed underneath you continue to move, jerking in unison with the movements of his cock.

You finally come down from your high as he continues to fuck himself into you. You look at the camera with a fucked out expression, sweaty and exhausted.

Involuntary, he begins thrusting his hips into his hand, fucking into himself at the same pace as the video. He bites down harshly on his lip to avoid making too much noise.

With you now recovering from your orgasm, the video pans down from your entire body to your lower half where his hips meet yours. Your legs are wide open for him to see, his cock slipping in and out of your cunt with ease.

He hears himself groan, indicating that he’s close and his favorite part of the video is approaching. He watches himself give a few more sloppy thrusts before he cums inside of you. His hips stutter, causing the camera to shake and lose focus.

But just as the camera regains focus, Seokmin slips his cock out of you, showing the camera your leaking hole. His cum drips out of you slowly, the thick white liquid trickling down onto your ass as your legs remain wide open for him.

The sight pushes Seokmin over the edge, finally providing him with the release he so desperately needed. His phone nearly slips out his hand as he’s overwhelmed by his orgasm. He shoots his load onto his bare stomach, cock twitching and hips sloppily thrusting into his tightened fist.

He bites down harder on his lip, sure to draw blood. His brows are furrowed as he tries to keep quiet. He lets out a few hushed whimpers until his orgasm resides.

The video ends with the camera zoomed in on your leaking cunt, so Seokmin places his phone down as he tries to catch his breath.

He feels somewhat guilty afterwards when he sees the complete mess he’s made. He breathes heavily before walking to the bathroom to clean himself up. He keeps the bathroom light dimmed, only making small movements to avoid waking you up. He’s sure to keep the water low enough that you can’t hear it. He redresses himself when he gets back to the couch.

He glances at his phone, feeling too guilty to unlock it again knowing what’s still on the screen. He simply places it on the charger across the room for the couch before tip toeing toward your shared bedroom. He peaks inside, making sure that you were still sound asleep.

He lets out a sigh of relief when he sees you tucked in peacefully. He carefully makes his way back to the couch, a small knot of guilt continuing to turn in his stomach. Seokmin will never tell a soul about what he just did.

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