#slater-♡-writes

[yongvillage]

ⓘ overstimulation

mingyu just couldn’t help himself. could you blame him? your pussy was just too good and so so tight, he wanted to milk every last drop out of your trembling and weak body. you felt like you were on the brink of passing out, mewling and whimpering for mingyu to stop.

“n-n’more.. no more gyu, pl-please..”

“safe word baby.” he stated simply. you always wondered how mingyu had so much self control, you had already came five times while he was still working towards his first one. your entire body was on fire, and there he was unscathed, with an occasional drop of sweat every once or twice.

tears ran down your face, but you knew mingyu was right, you didn’t actually want him to stop, not when you were so close. you liked when mingyu fucked you like this, pushing your limits, tip toeing on the line between just right and too much.

“no? no safe word?” he chuckled, “that’s my girl, taking everything i give her so well.”

“cl-close! m’close gyu..” your stomach churned and your face was hot and damp, mingyu leaning down to wipe the sticky hairs out of your face.

“yeah i know you are baby, let go just like that, f-fuck..” he groaned, your pussy clamping down on him as your juices squirted all over his pelvis and dripped onto the bed sheets, leaving your cunt glistening.

you were left breathless, mingyu soothingly caressing your stomach.

“you’ll give me one more, right?”

@yongvillage | ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১

[freakspectors]

— ❝ HIT DIFFERENT .❞

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ CONSPECTUS ; your beloved atsumu wants to try something new.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ TAGS ; smut , fem!reader , pwp , full nelson , ‘tsumie’s filthy mouth , like seriously he cannot sthu , creampie , breeding if you squint , praise , mirror sex , lotsa cum dude idk what to tell ya , implied cunnilingus/cum eating + overstim , etc !

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ SLATER’S MEMORANDUM ; my haikyuu hyperfix returns in full swing . were SO back … and so am i !! had to write my glorious king atsumu for a self indulgent return fic heehee ..

wc ; 1.2k

“Feels good, don’t it, baby?”

            A soft, mocking chuckle sounds from the large man behind you, gazing into your eyes glossy from overstimulation through the floor length mirror before the both of you. Broken cries of Atsumu’s name fall from your lips like a mantra, watching as his fat cock descends into your compact, wet folds in the position he pleaded to put you in upon returning home from another grueling day of practice. Strong, muscular arms force you bounce on his shaft, the noise of your ass ricocheting off his pelvis wadding the otherwise empty bedroom. You mewl in response to the faux blonde’s words, to which he hums in content. 

“ Look at that, babe. See me fillin’ ya nice n’ well, dont’cha?” he snickered, peeking from behind your shoulder to examine his slick-coated shaft vanish into the confines of your vagina with every thrust in tandem with his ministrations with a long whistle, “God, I gotta fuck ya like this more often, sweets. Yer drippin’ all over me; all pretty n’ soaked for this dick. ‘s okay, hun. ‘m gonna give it to ya just like ya want me to.”

            Wanton moans emit from your throat, drenched walls fluttering around Atsumu’s shaft from the obscenity of his words. The absentminded gesture earned a deep, whorish groan of your name from the man behind you, subsequently raising you farther up his shaft only to slam you down and stuff your battered cunt full, knocking the air straight out of your lungs.

“‘Tsumie, ‘s too much,” you whimper out, gaze fixated on the semi-prominent bulge in your abdomen, “don’ think I can’t take much more..” 

            “‘Course ya can. Trained this pussy jus’ for the occasion— Damn, yer cunt grips me so fuckin’ nicely…” he chokes out, a sloven moan following his filthy words from a particularly tight squeeze of your velvety walls, “‘m not goin’ nowhere, baby. Dick’s all yours, so loosen up f’me, ‘kay?”

The synthetic blonde’s arm loosens its hold underneath your legs to bring a thick, calloused digit to your clit, kneading gentle figure eights on the sensitive bud of flesh in an attempt to diminish your tense figure further. You toss your head back onto the setter’s large, toned chest, shakily exhaling as your umpteeth orgasm formulates in the pits of your abdomen. Staring at him through the fine glass of the full body mirror, you mindlessly babble out praise and pleas. “‘Tsum-‘Tsum, wanna cum s’bad— lemme cum, honey, pretty please?”

            “Fuck, yer gonna make me milk this pussy dry, sweetheart,” Atsumu mumbles, bringing his hand back behind your head and hoisting your leg up before resuming to jounce you on his throbbing erection. The setter’s noisy, whorish moans impossibly increase in volume once he’s finally able to slip inside of you with ease, his pace accelerating to chase his upcoming high, “but that’s fine. Don’t even worry ‘bout it, babe. ‘Tsumu’s gonna make this tight, sloppy lil’ cunt nice n’ creamy by the end of the night, yeah? Yeah; she’s droolin’ all over me just thinkin’ ‘bout it. Yer so greedy for me, baby. So greedy for this cock.”

“‘Tsumu,” you cry out, mind reeling with pleasure due to the sudden change of the artificial blonde’s pace. Nonsensical babbles stumble out of your mouth like a ridiculous tongue twister, each whimper punctuated with a wet squelch sourced from where your bodies connect. Atsumu chokes on a guttural moan due to the pleasurable squeeze, hips stuttering as his haste induced pace gradually falters. 

            “I know, baby, I know. Tell me all ‘bout how ‘m demolishing that pretty cunt—Fuck, ‘s too good, sweetie, gonna cum all up in this mess of a pussy. Bet ya’d like that, wouldn’t ya, doll?” the faux blonde rambled, gratuitously fucking himsef into your sopping wet core and chasing after his own high. “‘s that what ya want, baby? Want ‘Tsum-‘Tsum to cum deep in yer guts? Knock ya up and make ya a mommy?”

“Please, ‘Tsumu, need your cum, wanna keep it all inside,” you sputter, eyes darting to the back of your skull once the knot in your stomach finally snaps and spills warm, sticky semen over Atsumu’s shaft, coating him in your essence for the nth time that evening. The blonde’s eyes light up with glee at the slim sight of a milky white mess seeping from your stretched-out cunt. A giddy giggle, similar to an overjoyed young boy, sounds from the man behind you prior to another of his seemingly endless rambles.

            “There ya go, sweetie. That’s my good lil’ girl,” Atsumu praises, thrusts growing sloven by the second, “ride it out. Ride it right the fuck out, baby — ‘m so close, hun. Gotta cum all up in this pussy, babe, need it so fuckin’ badly… Gonna take every last drop like a good girl, ain’t ya? ‘Course ya will, ‘cause no one will ever fuck this sloppy cunt like I do. I fuck ya so good y’can’t even cum by yerself no more, don’t I, honey? Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

Tepid, gooey semen shoots inside of your core as Atsumu bottoms out, keeping you down and spectating the mixture of semen and slick seep and spurt down his cock with stars in his eyes. He’s always been absurdly fascinated with climaxing inside of you; yet something different — something primal lay within the bleach blonde’s spirit upon pipping you full in such a salacious manner. He wanted more of you. He craved more of you.

            “Atta girl,” Atsumu cooed, delicately lowering your legs from his firm hold and planting soft kisses along the back of your neck, soon trailing them down your shoulder with a lazy smile. “ya always take me s’well. Yer too good to me, sweets.”

Strong arms wrap themselves around your waist, raising you off the setter’s shaft and comfortably lying you down against your shared bed. Atsumu’s lips wander over your bare form, kissing over each nook and cranny he could possibly reach. Just for a moment, you feel a sense of tranquility — the sweet, comforting sensation of Atsumu’s body against your own enveloping you into a peaceful state of rest… At least that’s what you assumed would happen.

            A gentle kiss presses against your swollen clit, earning the professional setter a hushed, airy whine. Atsumu idly traces circles on your hips to soothe you, eyes gazing into your own with admiration. Through your daze, you could’ve sworn there were hearts swimming in his amber irises. He couldn’t get enough of you; and quite frankly, Atsumu wasn’t sure if there was a point where he could.

“‘m sorry, sweetheart. I know it’s too much for ya,” he mumbles into your core, lapping up the mess he created in tiny, merciful kitten licks, “but my ma raised me to clean up all of my messes.”

@ FREAKSPECTORS 2024 . don’t reupload , translate , or steal any of my works . reblogs are appreciated !

[bittcrsuite]

“because you get kissed soooo much, you should be stocked up for a while?” he asked, curiosity always getting the best of alex. it often got him in trouble, too — lack of filter often mistaken for cockiness, when in reality, he just sucked at keeping his mouth shut. “so boring, ar.” he tsked as he walked, tugging off his t-shirt before tossing it into the dry part of the sand. “i’m only doing it because it sounds fun. in fact, when we get back home, i’m going to ask you to wrestle somewhere fucking insane. like a fancy birthday party.” it was easy to tease, to pretend like things weren’t disastrous around them in times like these, when they still had their senses of humor. “sure, but when i win, you have to test out the kissing hydration theory with me. we need to test out anything that might help us survive longer.” alex crouched down a smidge, circling the other as water lapped against his shoes. he took a few quick steps towards him, hands locking behind arlo’s head as he attempted to pull him down towards the water. “unless you wanna save yourself the embarrassment of losing in front of the fishes and surrender now.”

he lifted his arm up and away from his face just enough to squint at alex, "you hitting on people at the gym is the least surprising thing i've ever heard. i can picture you accidentally blocking the weight rack while you're flexing in the mirror." pushing himself up onto his elbows, he side-eyed alex’s croc-covered foot like it was a personal offense to him. "al," arlo continued, brushing sand off his chest, "if kissing promoted hydration, i wouldn’t be so violently dehydrated right now, because–" he cut himself off, cocking his head to the side as if considering, then shrugged, "well, never mind... that makes sense." he groaned, just for the theatrics, then forced himself up, brushing more sand off his back. "fine. i’ll wrestle you, but let’s be clear: i’m not doing this because i think it’ll be fun. i’m doing it 'cause i just know that if i don’t find some way to physically release my boredom, i’m gonna start holding seashells up to my ear just to have someone else to talk to." he followed alex toward the water, stretching his limbs like he was prepping for a ufc fight instead of whatever dumbass beach brawl they were about to have. "when i win, you have to admit that i’m the most valuable member of this sad little survival team. deal?"

[slaterbxby]

💙𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍💙

“𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣, 1979 𝘾𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙠𝙞𝙙𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚, 𝙊𝙣 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩.”

【☆】★【☆】

I write for—

Christian Slater

Jason Dean

Mark Hunter

Brian Kelly

Binx Davy

George Kuff

[request more C. Slater characters.]

【☆】★【☆】

“𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚’𝙨 𝙣𝙤-𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙪𝙥; 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙪𝙥.”

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

Requesting info, & request/blog rules.

Requests: open.

[greasergal]

Who I write for

I gave her my heart and she gave me a pen 🖊️

requests - open

Actors

Rob Lowe

Ralph Macchio

C. Thomas Howell

Patrick Swayze

Tom Cruise

Matt Dillon

Emilio Estevez

Sean Astin

Corey Feldman

Josh Brolin

Corey Haim

River Phoenix

Micheal J. Fox

Andrew Mccarthy

John Cusack

Anthony Micheal Hall

Kevin Bacon

Wil Wheaton

William Zabka

Matthew Broderick

Christian Slater

Judd Nelson

Characters:

Sodapop Curtis (The Outsiders)

Billy Hicks (St. Elmo’s Fire)

Johnny Cade (The Outsiders)

Daniel Larusso (Karate Kid)

Ponyboy Curtis (The Outsiders)

Darryl Curtis (The Outsiders)

Johnny Castle (Dirty Dancing)

John Dalton (Roadhouse)

Steve Randle (The Outsiders)

Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell (Top Gun)

Dallas Winston (The Outsiders)

Two Bit Matthews (The Outsiders)

Kirby Keger (St. Elmo’s Fire)

Andrew Clark (Breakfast Club)

Mikey Walsh (The Goonies)

Billy Tepper (Toy Soldiers)

Clark ‘Mouth’ Devereaux (The Goonies)

Brand Walsh (The Goonies)

Les Anderson (License to Drive)

Chris Chambers (Stand By Me)

Marty McFly (Back To The Future)

Scott Howard (Teen Wolf)

Larry Wilson (Weekend at Bernie’s)

Kevin Dolenz (St. Elmo’s Fire)

Johnathon Switcher (Mannequin)

Blane McDonagh (Pretty in Pink)

Lloyd Dobler (Say Anything)

Lane Meyer (Better Off Dead)

Brian Johnson (Breakfast Club)

Ted Farmer (16 Candles)

Gary Wallace (Weird Science)

Ren McCormack (Footloose)

Willard Hewitt (Footloose)

Gordie Lachance (Stand By Me)

Joey Trotta (Toy Soldiers)

Johnny Lawerence (Karate Kid)

Ferris Bueller (Ferris Bueller’s Day Off)

John Bender (Breakfast Club)

Alex Newbury (St. Elmo’s Fire)

Indian Jones (Indiana Jones Franchise)

Neil Perry (Dead Poets Society)

Charlie Dalton (Dead Poets Society)

Todd Anderson (Dead Poets Society)

Knox Overstreet (Dead Poets Society)

Benny ‘The Jet’ Rodriguez (Sandlot)

I’m sure there is more so if someone isn’t on this list, just request it, and I’ll let you know ♡

[dazedwiththe70s80s90s]

Movies I'll mainly write for and characters:

Key:/=NO SMUT *=ALLOWED SMUT

Dazed and Confused-

Randall Pink Floyd*

Ron Slater*

Kevin Pickford*

Jodi Kramer*

David Wooderson*

Mitch Kramer/

Michelle Burroughs*

Scream-

Billy Loomie*

Stu Matcher*

Tatum Riley*

Sidney Prescott*

Dewey Riley

Boys(1996)-

John Phillips/

Bud Valentine/

John Bake Jr./

The Breakfast Club-

Brain Johnson*

Andrew Clark*

John Bender*

So I will be adding, but that is just the stuff I write for right now. If you have more or want more, I will write! Just let me know~ If you ever have headcanons, by all means, let me know! Give me ideas, and I'll write them just for y'all! You guys on here can call me Dazed!

-Sincerely, Dazed~♡♡♡

[virghosuna]

𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑, 𝐒𝐊𝐘 ♡♡♡♡♡♡ !!

i know you weren't expecting this, and that's exactly why i did it 😌

i wish i could say that the past year went by so slowly, but it did not and part of the reason was because of you. i've loved eve moment of interacting with you since that very fateful day of february 22nd, 2023. i had no idea that those first few messages would lead to all the fun we've had together.

adding to our little universe, sending hockey tiktoks to each other, or when we've finally figured out some pivotal moment between our muses. with the exception of a few very busy days, our server has yet to stay silent and i love that. we don't ever run out of things to talk about.

from slater and hera, to solis and nina — i love every single one of our ships, our threads, our messages. all of it.

most importantly, thank you for being a friend. someone to chat with when i'm bored at work ( which is literally all the time ), letting me update you on all the things going on in my life and hearing about all the things in your's, and for helping me see things i couldn't realize for myself. i'm happy that i met you when i did <3

so happy one year of writing together, can't wait to see what other nonsense ( hehe ) we get into this year 💗

love,

ajay ♡

[societykillstm]

Our love is God...

Independent  &.  selective  JASON DEAN of  HEATHERS.  Film &. headcanon  based.  Canon  divergent  ,  low  activity  &.  mutuals  only.  Oc  ,  canon  &.  multi  —  muse  friendly.  Written  by  Kirby.

Let's go get a slushy.

001. I'm Kirby, 25, disabled and queer. I'm from the UK, so BST/GMT timezone. My pronouns are any except for she/her.

002. This is a sideblog - I follow back from storybookedhub, you do not have to follow that one in order to be considered a mutual!

003. If you have anything that needs to be tagged, just message me and I'll get right on making a tag for it. We respect triggers here. People existing is not a trigger, and that is the only time I will not tag something.

004. I mainly rp on discord, so feel free to message for my info if you want shorter and faster replies.

005. I've been rping since I was 12, and writing JD since around 2016, so I'm very set in my portrayal.

Mains & Exclusives

~ = main, * = exclusive, ♡ = ship exclusive

HOWVERYTM. Veronica Sawyer. Heathers ♡

Verses

VERSE I - film

VERSE II - post-film

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Credits

PSD - candy store by jaynedit

Post layout - howverytm

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Jason Dean - Daniel Waters and Christian Slater

[yongvillage]

bruises | k.mg

street fighter bf!mingyu x afab!reader

established relationship, porn with some plot, minghao cameo cuz i love him, mentions of injury and blood, fighting, make up sex, unprotected sex, rough sex, one joke of mingyu being a masochist, one mention of death, creampie, oral (m receiving), skull fucking, daddy kink, breeding kink, dirty talk, recording, cum swallowing, cum eating, praise, muscle and size kink if you squint but that’s guaranteed in a mingyu fic 😭😭

summary: you and mingyu get into a fight over his bad habits, angst and smut ensues

wc: 2.7k

you’ve always hated the fights mingyu got himself into. he’d come home almost every week, with cuts and bruises littered all over his body. this time wasn’t any different, it was past midnight by this point, and you were curled up on the couch watching a random movie in an attempt to distract yourself from your growing worries. mingyu is usually home by this point.

a few more minutes go by and mingyu stumbles through the door with more injuries than usual. he sets his key down as you frantically walk towards him, noticing the way be avoids your eyes, “gyu.. your face, your bleeding everywhere.” he gives you a cold stare, his face battered and bloodied, and he brushes past you, going towards the bathroom where your med-kit usually was.

“yeah that’s the whole point y/n, it’s called street fighting for a reason.” you knew he wasn’t actually mad at you, just pent up anger from years of fighting, and especially tonight. scanning his whole body, the bright bathroom lighting allowing for you to see all his cuts and wounds more closely.

he slipped off his shirt, a huge bruise starting to form on the left side of his torso. “..you sure you didn’t break something?” your hand coming up to lightly stroke his ribs, mingyu’s anger blinding him from leaning into your warm touch.

“no, and why do you care so much anyway? it’s not like this is the first time.”

you tipped your head to the side, a ‘what’s that smell’ expression laid on your face, “what kind of question is that? i care because you’re my boyfriend, of course i’m gonna be worried.” your voice was nothing short of angry, your eyebrows almost meeting in the middle due to your frustration.

“you shouldn’t be.”

“uhh? yes i should, i’m tired of seeing you walk in here everyday with new cuts to clean. and your ribs.. mingyu you need to go see a doctor.”

“look y/n, i’ve been doing this for years—“

“well i think you should stop.”

it was deathly quiet, and mingyu’s hand holding a cotton pad paused in the air as he stared at you through the mirror. only the whirring sound of your ac being heard to combat the july heat. mingyu looked at you for a bit, chuckling to himself as his tongue poked through the side of his cheek, grabbing the gauze out of the med-kit and wrapping it around his knuckles.

“what’s so fucking funny?”

“oh nothing just that fact that you think you can tell me what to do.”

“yeah i’ll you what to do if it means not having you die in some alleyway.”

“please y/n, it never goes that far.”

“look at yourself! you basically limped in here, and i tried to help you but now you act like i’m a bitch for being worried about you?” you yelled.

mingyu finished up the gauze as he dropped everything and grabbed his shirt, walking towards the door. he left with a slam, not even caring to bid you goodbye, or kiss you and say ‘i love you’ like he always does.

the post-anger tears started streaming down your face. you knew he was probably gonna go crash at minghao’s, yet even with how frustrated you were, you still couldn’t help but worry and think about mingyu going to sleep untreated.

-

9:02 PM

(5) missed calls

gyu?

mingyu im sorry

are you okay? did minghao get you painkillers?

please dont fight again, at least take some time to let ur body rest :((

a full day had gone by. guilt stirred in mingyu’s stomach as he stared at his phone screen. he was the one who should be apologizing, not you.

he sighed, shutting off his phone and getting up. he knew he had to face you at some point.

“you leaving?”

mingyu hummed, shuffling into his shoes and heading out the door as minghao yelled out a goodbye. mingyu hopped in his car, letting the silence engulf him.

when mingyu walked into the apartment he noticed how dim it was, assuming you were asleep. he took his shoes off as quietly as possible, making his way to your guys’ shared bedroom. he heard a muffled voice, noting that the door was only half closed, peeking into the crack.

he saw you, adorned in one of his hoodies that was much too big for you, sleeves bunched up at your wrists and the hem coming down to your mid-thigh, naked legs on full display.

you paced around the room and it looked like you were on the phone with someone, the voice being hard to identify.

“did he say anything to you when he left?”

“nah, he just walked out.”

oh. it was minghao.

“shit, um, he didn’t even mention where he was going?”

mingyu heard the panic in your voice and the way your forefinger and thumb came to rub at your temples. he walked in as your eyes shot up to look at him, not hesitating to hang up on minghao, throwing your phone on the bed and running to jump into mingyu’s arms.

“oh my god mingyu!” you looked up at him and immediately started hitting him, “stupid! stupid! stupid! i hate you!” each hit enunciating your words, feeling like nothing but weak taps to mingyu. tears spilled out of your eyes, as mingyu only hugged you closer, hand coming up to pet your hair as the other cradled your head into his chest. he heard your muffled sniffing, his heart breaking at the stress he caused you.

“shhh i know, i know i’m stupid. i’m sorry baby.”

“you’re so mean! why didn’t you at least text me back? do you know how scared i was?” your voice broke, looking up at him with swollen eyes.

“i ..” mingyu paused, his hands coming down to hold your face, “i know i fucked up, i was too embarrassed to face you, afraid that you’d end things with me, which i would’ve probably deserved. i’m so, so sorry angel, i know no amount of apologizing will take away your worries, and i know i should’ve stayed and talked things out with you”

his thumb came to wipe away your falling tear, your hands hooking around his neck and pulling him down to kiss you. he instantly reciprocated, hands traveling down to wrap around your waist, pulling you close so that your bodies were flush against each other.

“i forgive you, i’m sorry for raising my voice at you.” you mumbled into his mouth, mingyu backing away to confusedly look at you.

“why are you apologizing? don’t say sorry baby, you should’ve slapped me as soon as i walked through that door.”

you giggled, looking down as you felt something press into your stomach, “you’re hard? really? got hard at the thought of me slapping you?” you teased.

“loooook..” mingyu looked away bashfully, his hand scratching the back of his neck.

“ew, you’re such a weirdo.” you said, slipping off mingyu’s hoodie to reveal a white tank top, your hard nipples poking through the thin fabric. you dropped down to your knees, fingers going straight to work untying your boyfriend’s sweatpants and pulling them down, along with his boxers, to his knees.

“oh, shit, hold on— you don’t have to do that baby.” mingyu hooked his hands underneath your armpits, attempting to pull you up being cut off by you stroking him.

“please, i want to.”

mingyu hesitated but was soon slapping his tip against your cheek, cooing at the way your head followed to try and get it in your mouth. finally he put it where you wanted, circling your tongue around the sensitive head. mingyu’s head lulled back, letting out a groan.

you took all of him into your mouth at once, his tip consistently hitting your uvula as you bobbed your head, twisting your hand on the base of his cock.

“fuck juuust like that baby, shit, h-have you been practicing on other guys or something?”

you laughed, only causing you to choke on his length, hitting his thigh as punishment for making you laugh while doing something that literally constricts your airflow.

“okay, okay, no more jokes, got it.” mingyu snickered, his gauzed hand grabbing your hair into a makeshift ponytail.

you came off of him with a pop, wiping off the drool dripping down your chin with the back of your hand, “gyu, u-use my mouth.”

mingyu smiled smugly, wordlessly grabbing ahold of your head with his other hand before shallowly thrusting into your wet mouth.

it wasn’t long before his length was ramming into your throat, breathless fuck’s and just like that’s leaving his cut lips. he was scared to even look down, afraid that if he saw your fucked out face he’d cum too quick.

you’re eyes looked up at him, tendrils of hair slipping past mingyu’s hold due to the sheer speed at which his hips slammed into your mouth.

“christ y/n, you look s’pretty like this, gon’ let daddy take a picture?”

you moaned at the label he placed on himself, nodding around his cock, eyes never leaving his sweat and scab covered face. mingyu pulled out his phone, angling the camera at your face. a red box with white numbers ascending appearing at the top of his screen.

“it’s a video baby, you don’t mind do you?” mingyu laughed when you attempted to hum a nuh-uh, only a string of muffled gags being heard. you were so wet, clit aching to be touched. you inched your hand down to touch yourself, drawing quick, fast circles.

“of course you don’t, so perfect, take my dick so well”

mingyu realized what it was you were doing to your lower half, “y’touching yourself? don’t worry daddy will fill y’up nice and good after this, j-jus’ let me cum in your mouth pretty.”

with a few final thrusts, and the erratic spasming of mingyu’s hips, you felt his hot cum travel down your throat, hollowing your cheeks as you slurped every last drop.

your knees ached as mingyu pulled you up, ending the video and hastily putting it in his hidden folder. he pulled you into a kiss, “did so good f’me baby, you always know how to spoil me.” he spoke into your mouth, tasting his own release.

“w-wanna ride you,” you huffed out, breathless. mingyu grinned, the right side of his face being the only indication of it, while the left was so mangled you couldn’t tell what expression he was even making. whoever he fought got him good.

“you sure? don’t tire yourself doll.”

“i’m sure!” you said grabbing mingyu’s hand, dragging him to the bed.

“whatever you say cutie,” mingyu let out a strangled breath while lowering himself down onto the bed, his torso still extremely sore, and his head perched up against the headboard. you quickly pulled down your shorts and panties as you swung your leg over his thighs, leaning down to kiss him.

you hand raked over his chest and chiseled abs, fingers dipping into each and every crevice as mingyu’s tongue explored your mouth. you pulled back and grabbed a hold of his flushed cock, rubbing it along your folds as your slick dripped down his length, a whimper leaving your lips.

“shit.” he hissed, staring intently as you paused your ministrations to line yourself up, slowly sinking down. you stared down at where you were taking him in, brushing the hair out of your face to get a better look. mingyu’s mouth fell agape, “you’re so fucking tight,” watching as a bulge slowly formed just below your belly button. even after the countless times you and mingyu had had sex, he was always just so big, your tiny pussy barely taking him in each time.

you finally looked up, mingyu’s eyes meeting your own. “jus’ gimme a sec gyu, you’re s-so big,” you said breathlessly.

mingyu smirked cockily, “take your time gorgeous.” his hands soothingly rubbing you’re plush thighs.

you bounced slowly, feeling each vein of his cock drag against your walls, tiny gasps leaving your lips. mingyu let you control the pace for a bit, allowing for you to adjust to his size. but he was getting impatient, his hands coming down to grip the sides of your hips, his four digits digging themselves into your ass before lifting you up and slamming you back down, the movement knocking the wind of you, making your jaw go slack.

“fuck!” your head hung low, hands coming up to grip his broad, muscly shoulders for support, watching out for any bruises.

“that’s it baby, just hold onto daddy and let him make y’feel good.”

mingyu’s pace was animalistic, his hold on you hard enough to leave an imprint. you were shocked as to how he had this much energy considering what his body had endured a night ago.

tears welled up in your eyes, feeling his tip kiss your cervix with each thrust. the curve of his cock aligning just right with your g-spot. “oh my fff-fucking god! mingyu please, ha-harder!”

you didn’t even know if it was possible to go harder, but mingyu managed to slam you down with even more force then before. a bead of sweat ran down his tan neck, his bangs sticking to his forehead as he stared up at you with hooded eye. his hips thrust upwards to meet you halfway, causing you to let out mangled gasps and moans. you were sure he was puncturing your lungs by this point. no inch of your pussy was left unexplored, squishy pink walls molded perfectly to hug his cock.

“jus’ like that gorgeous, your pussy was made f’me.”

“s-soo deep daddy, feel you in my tummy..” you whined out as you saw mingyu grin, canines on display, his hand coming up to grab yours, placing your hand on the bulge on your stomach, almost cumming right there when you felt the bump.

“fuck, you jus’ got so tight, y-you like when daddy pokes your tummy like that?”

you nodded frantically, tears flowing down your hot, pink cheeks, “i-i’m gon—na cum, g-gonna cum!” you struggled to get the words out, mingyu understanding you nonetheless.

“cum with me baby, gon’ let daddy cum in you?”

“fuck, yes d-daddy, want you to fill me up so bad, p-put a .. a baby in me,” mingyu loved how dirty your mouth got every time you were close to coming. his right hand pressed onto the small of your back, causing you to arch into him. his mouth was at perfect level with your nipples, taking your tit into his mouth and circling the hard nub with his tongue.

the pleasure was all too much, and with a few more hard thrusts your hole was spasming around his thick base, clenching and unclenching, mingyu’s mouth detaching from your breast as he looked up at you, his eyes shutting tightly as hot cum shot into your pussy.

“shiiiit, you’re milking me baby.” mingyu said, still grinding your hips onto him as he rode out both of your orgasms.

you reluctantly lifted yourself off of him, feeling some of mingyu’s cum drip down your thigh, scooping it with your index and middle finger and licking it off as you cuddled into his side, his arm laid across your shoulder.

mingyu watched as you cleaned him off your fingers, smoothing your disheveled hair. “such a good girl, not letting any of daddy’s cum go to waste.” he said as he booped your nose.

you giggled, “you okay though, gyu? d-does it hurt anywhere?” you asked, still breathless from your fresh orgasm.

“don’t worry about me doll, are you feeling okay? did i go too hard?”

“mm-hm, just a lil’ sore,” you snuggled closer.

“a shower should help ease y’up,” mingyu swung his feet over the bed, getting up as he reached his hand out, “think you can walk?”

“nooo i need my big, strong boyfriend to help carry me,” you joked, climbing into mingyu’s arms as he threw you over his shoulder, landing a playful slap on your ass.

“asshole! i’m not helping you replace your bandages.” mingyu could hear the pout in your voice, laughing as he made his way to the bathroom.

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[yongvillage]

ⓘ face fucking, suffocation, dubcon, name calling, idk jaehyun is mean and gross

jaehyun almost felt bad. key word: almost. but he couldn’t help but laugh, being quickly interrupted by his own moans. he looks down at you, mockingly.

your jaw ached with so much intensity you were certain it was going to fall off at any moment, and your tears blurred your vision. maybe it was for the better, seeing jaehyun’s smug face made you angry.

you tried to tap him, scratch, hit, anything to warn him that you couldn’t breathe, but all he did was laugh breathlessly, choking out, “you’ll take it, baby, jus’ a little longer.”

he’d been saying a little longer for an eternity by now. you felt the caps of your knees go numb from the hardwood floor of jaehyun’s bedroom, and your core ached. but you knew better than to touch yourself. no, jaehyun wouldn’t like that one bit.

jaehyun’s hips snapped into the back of your throat fervently, a jumble of curses and praises and groans clouding the room. your gags and tear stained face only egging him on further, “fuck, w-wish you could see how you, ah, looked right now.”

you sputtered as jaehyun’s cock went especially deep on one thrust, only able being able to hear his strangled chuckle as your eyes were screwed shut. his grip on your hair was vicious, tightening as his hips somehow managed to go faster.

you wanted to scream, to let jaehyun know that you were surely going to faint at any moment, black spots scattered across your plane of vision and limbs starting to tingle and go numb, and as if god somehow heard your prayers, jaehyun slowed down.

you look up at hm through your eyelashes curiously, wondering what prompted him to suddenly show mercy. his thumb came down and hooked onto your right cheek, tugging at it, creating an almost x-ray type of vision as he was able to see how the inside of your mouth looked with his angry cock hitting the back your throat. you could feel it twitch at the lewd position you were put in.

“fuuuuck, ju-jus’ let me look at you for a bit baby,” jaehyun said, panting. his eyes were trained on your mouth, on your lips, mesmerized by the way they molded around his cock perfectly.

your body relaxed a bit at jaehyun’s calm pace, thanking his fascination with your mouth for giving you a moment to breathe. it continued on for a bit, jaehyun was seemingly hypnotized by the sight of your mouth, the pad of his thumb starting to wrinkle from the saliva of your inner cheek that he was still holding open.

“i think i could cum just from looking at you like this,” he panted out, his mouth agape in awe and eyes half open.

and before you could even think, jaehyun’s other hand pushes your head all the way down, the tip of your nose hitting his crooked happy trail. his other hand pulls away from your cheek, and you inhaled his musk for what was probably going to be the last time as his thumb and forefinger pinched your red, snotty nose, his brutal pace picking back up.

your eyes widened at jaehyun’s action, tears immediately brimming and then quickly falling down your face as you felt your throat tighten.

jaehyun laughs, “mm, s-stupid bitch, you’re gon’ choke on this dick,” he grins, watching the way your mouth gives up on trying to even suck him and just lays open for him to play with. his eyebrows furrowed as his face contorted, “y-yeah, shit, you’re gon’ choke and you’re gon’ like it.”

saliva bubbled out of the corners of your mouth, running down your chin and neck. you begin to sob, or at least try to, snot leeking out of jaehyun’s hold on your nose and beginning to trail down your lips. your eyes burned from how much you’d been crying, and you wondered how jaehyun was lasting so long, praying that he’d break and come down your throat.

“wha-, ah, what’s wrong baby? c-can’t breathe?” he cooed, his head craning down to take a better look at your helpless and damp face, hair sticking to your forehead and the sides of your face, your eyelids beginning to droop at how lightheaded you were starting to feel.

your nails clawed at jaehyun’s thighs, glancing down for a second to see you’d actually drawn blood. you accepted the fact that jaehyun probably wasn’t going to stop, his sick self was going to keep going till you passed out and your body went limp. your muscles were sore from constricting and tensing at his pace, bracing yourself for each thrust. you’re vision began to darken again.

jaehyun smiled down at you lazily, his pace quickening as he finally felt himself getting close, hoping that you’d hold out a little longer so he could cum down your throat and have you swallow it, letting it pool it in your tummy, “mmf, j-jus’ a little longer baby.”

you tried to shake your head, but your current half-conscious state, the lack of air, and the fact that you had jaehyun’s enormous cock in your mouth made it almost impossible.

jaehyun laughed down at you, his breathing becoming labored and hips stuttering, “gon’ go sleep sleep? fuck, go ahead baby, you’re gon’ wake up looking s-so pretty f’me with cum all o-over you.”

in your final moments of consciousness, hot, sticky cum rushed down your throat, jaehyun’s groans sounding almost pained as his large hand kept your head in place, forgetting his other one was still pinching your nose.

jaehyun looked down to see your head had gone limp, smirking to himself as he pulled you off him.

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[yongvillage]

ⓘ stalker!jaehyun, kidnapping, stockholm syndrome, mention of moodswings and neglectful behavior, slight breeding kink, daddy kink, overuse of petnames, stomach bulge

it was easy to lose track of time in here, nonexistent even, the only thing that grounded you being your own two hands that ran along the cold cement walls of jaehyun’s cellar. occasionally, you’d hear footsteps above you, the creaky floorboards reminding you of his presence.

sometimes, you worried that jaehyun had gotten caught; caught having a girl in his basement. and other times, you worried that jaehyun had forgotten about you completely, leaving your body to slowly eat away at itself and rot. it must be easy for a man as busy as himself to have other, more important, things to tend to. jaehyun had always been a workaholic, you thought.

but he was kind too, bought you many plushies and blankets to keep you company in the dark cellar. you remember the start of it all, when he overcompensated in his purchases as a means to get you to like him again, like you did when you had first met him. he’d come home from work each day with a new stuffed sanrio plush in hand, holding it up to you as a smile tugged at his lips. his expression begged; i’m sorry, i did this because i love you too much to share.

you didn’t know what you felt anymore. anger, fear, warmth, confusion, happiness, it all meddled into a mush of thought that left you scratching at yourself mindlessly. the only thing accompanying you now were distant memories, soundless and blurry, playing in your mind like a stop-motion video.

there were the warm and fuzzy ones, the ones that helped lull you to sleep each night, like a little bedtime story. sometimes you’d picture the times when jaehyun would bathe you. he didn’t do it often, but when he did, he’d scoop warm water onto the back of your weak body and whisper sweet nothings and praise into your ear. it was times like those that solidified the thought in your head; jaehyun loved you.

and when jaehyun was in an especially good mood, he would take you with him to run errands. whether it was going to the post office or the grocery store, you didn’t care. you’d cling to his side, forgetting how loud everything was outside the cellar. jaehyun would chuckle and hold you close to him, knowing how overwhelmed his little girl got. he knew you’d never try to escape. you needed him now, and he struggled to find a word to describe how happy he was to comply.

he’d only bring you out every few weeks or so. you guessed, at least. time was a strange thing.

you heard footsteps approaching the basement door, assuming that jaehyun was just pacing around to get to his bedroom, but instead, the door opens. a sliver of light soon grows, causing you to wince and cover your face, backing further into the corner where your mattress met the wall.

the door closes and jaehyun turns on the lights before beginning to walk down the stairs.

“princess?”

you don’t respond, your mouth too dry to even try and mutter a sound. you slowly let your hand fall flaccid in your lap, trying to adjust to the newfound brightness. jaehyun slowly approaches you, keeping his footing light as if not scare you. he steps on something soft, and looks down to see one of your stuffed animals that had rolled off your bed.

he chuckles, bending down to pick it up before continuing towards you with a warm smile. he crouches next to your bedding, and the way he holds it up brings you a sense of deja vu.

“how’d that get there?” he sets the stuffed pompompurin in your lap before reaching up to ruffle your hair. you offer him a weak, shy smile in response.

“mind if i join you?” jaehyun questions quietly, and you shake your head, bringing your knees to your chest as he takes a seat next to you.

jaehyun was a patient man. he sat next to you for a couple minutes, talking softly about his day. he’d gone out in the morning for a coffee, and later came back home to catch up on work. he cooked, cleaned up a bit, and finally came downstairs to check up on his girl, gently rubbing your thighs as his hand neared your core.

“has my baby missed me?” he whispered, his thumbs running along the waistband of your shorts as you nodded mindlessly, “i miss you too, so much. i bet you can’t even imagine.” he booped your nose.

“i hate when your gone,” you say quietly, slowly leaning into jaehyun’s touch and curling up impossibly close to his side.

jaehyun wrapped his arm around your shoulders and cooed, pecking the top of your head, “i know, i do too. i’ll try to make more time just for you. it’s hard with all the paperwork my boss makes me fill out, y’know… you remember, don’t you?”

you nod again, remembering when you and jaehyun were nothing more than coworkers. it was always so much fun chatting with him.

he smiles and his hand finds itself between your legs again, his middle finger tracing lines up and down the seam of your shorts. you gasp softly. it’d been a long time since you and jaehyun did this, and you clenched at the thought of having to accommodate to his size again.

“y’gonna let me make you feel good, doll?”

-

jaehyun entered you slowly, his arm cradling your head in preparation for his rougher, faster thrusts to come, so that you wouldn’t hit your head on the wall every time his hips snapped forward. he would never hurt his baby, at least not purposely. love comes with its sacrifices; he knew that all too well.

you stared up at him, dazed, like you were under his spell as you whimpered helplessly. in a strange way, you were. things felt easy. this life, under jaehyun’s captivity, felt easy. you had to remind yourself every time you let your mind drift back to when you were free. it was stressful having to care for yourself, having to stabilize yourself, provide for yourself, everything. jaehyun made it easy, because he did it all.

he shushed you, cooing as he planted kisses all over your face. soon, the hard part was over and he was fully inside. your heart, too, didn’t feel so empty anymore.

“oh, what’s this?”

your gaze drifts down to what had caught jaehyun’s eye. your tummy had bulged from his incomprehensible size. you mewl and hold onto his shoulders tighter. jaehyun leans down to kiss away the tears, old and new, off your face.

“my perfect girl. you were made for me, weren’t you?” he smiles down at you lovingly, like you were his most prized possession, a gift sent down to him by god himself.

his thrusts increase in speed and it causes your back to arch off the plush mattress, his cock now poking at your soft, suffocating walls. you felt like you were losing your mind more than ever. it was insane to feel this good, it shouldn’t be possible, but with jaehyun it was.

“j-jaehyu-“

he grabs your jaw, bus grip firm yet gentle. he sighed softly as his thrusts slowed, “c’mon doll… you know better than to call me that.”

you whimper, shivering as you felt his hand press just above your pussy. you’d turned into a babbling mess, drooling and clinging and squirming. all you could feel, hear, and touch was jaehyun.

“tell me baby, how do you refer to me properly? or are you too dumb to remember?” jaehyun grins, his thumb tracing along your bottom lip, “do i gotta fuck y’some more? remind my princess some manners?”

you fervently shake your head, your eyes widening as it seemed your worst nightmare was about to manifest: disappointing him.

“d-daddy…”

jaehyun hums, satisfied, as he slips his thumb into your mouth.

“thaaat’s better, i knew you could do it,” his hips pick up in speed again, and you moan around his digit, your thumb circling around the shortest increment.

jaehyun grins as he feels your walls pulse around his cock, immediately recognizing the inevitable. he noticed how antsy and restless you got by this time, your little cunt eager to release around him. he loved it, loved watching his little girl grow oh so impatient and needy as she stared up at him with teary eyes.

“gonna come, princess?”

you nod quickly, and jaehyun chuckles.

“you’re so good to me, baby. the most perfect doll,” he pressed a kiss on your damp forehead, licking the sweat off his lips afterwards, “i couldn’t ever ask for more…” jaehyun rambled, nearly talking himself into an orgasm because he just loved to dote on you. he couldn’t believe he got ahold of someone like you, and now you were releasing around him.

you gurgled and drooled as jaehyun took his thumb out of your mouth, wanting to hear the desperate cries that came out of it while you came.

jaehyun followed shortly after, his glistening chest pressing against yours as he bit down on your juncture, groaning while he filled you with his seed. you almost came again at the warmth that flooded your womb.

you almost dozed off before hearing the sound of a camera shutter, that in combination with the flash warranting you to flinch. you open your eyes to see jaehyun staring at the polaroid.

“fuck, you’re so beautiful…” he whispered to himself, enamored with the developing film that appeared slowly. you wondered how many he had collected by now.

“stay with me tonight… please?” you hated how clingy you sounded, but it was so cold down here, dark and eerily quiet. you just wanted to be held by him, it’d been so long.

jaehyun almost melts right there, laying down and pulls the blankets over the two of you, “of course baby.”

“be a sweetheart a little longer, and maybe i’ll move your bed up to my room. how does that sound, doll?”

you look up at him with wide eyes, shining even in the dark as you smiled crookedly. you felt giddy even at the mere thought. you nodded.

jaehyun chuckled and kissed you lovingly.

“my angel, sleep well.”

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[yongvillage]

ⓘ intruder!mingyu, gunplay, noncon, unprotected sex

intruder!mingyu who’s original plan was to go in and out, only wanting to search for the most valuable items. but how could he resist when he saw how pretty and afraid you looked with your hand covering your mouth to stop your cries?

intruder!mingyu who’d tower over you, walking up to the corner you were hiding in, dragging his gun along your leg all the way to your leaking cunt, twisting the head of the gun snug against your clit.

intruder!mingyu who says the scariest yet dirtiest things all at once, “you gon’ let me stuff this pussy baby?” he pauses to think, “hm, or should i fill your mouth? don’t want anyone hearing you now, do we?”

intruder!mingyu who shoves the his pistol into your dripping hole, causing you to squirm and whimper. he’d giggle, completely contrasting his actions, “careful pretty, i might accidentally press the trigger.”

intruder!mingyu who’s so so strong and is able to hold you down with no effort, placing the gun inside your mouth as your tongue tastes where it once was.

intruder!mingyu who’s so big and girthy that he can barely fit inside your hole, basically suffocating his dick as he hushes your cries, thumb coming up to gently wipe away your tears. everything about him was so contradictory.

intruder!mingyu who’s thrusts are skillful and precise, making you completely forget he was a random man with a gun who’d broken into your home. “y-y’scared?” he’d laugh as you nodded honestly, “don’t worry, this pussy’s too good to kill.”

intruder!mingyu who wanted to hear what pretty sounds you were making. he’d take the gun out of your mouth and lean down to kiss you, his lips soft and sweet.

intruder!mingyu who wouldn’t cum until you did, and when he did he’d make sure to do it inside you.

intruder!mingyu who made a promise to you, a promise that if you didn’t tell the police he’d show you an even better time.

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[yongvillage]

ⓘ overstimulation

wonwoo loved fingering you. he thought you were so cute, the way you writhed and squirmed under his touch. you had lost count of how many times you had come, hearing wonwoo constantly say “just one more f’me baby, i know you can give me one more.” shushing your whimpers with praises and a hand pressed against your mouth so he could hear how wet your abused pussy was.

he wouldn’t stop until you were literally begging him to, stupidly whining about how it was too much, your mind so clouded and hazy that you could barely get the words out. but even then, both of you knew he wasn’t finished just yet, feeling his hard cock press against you, knowing what was coming next.

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[yongvillage]

hihihi again slaterrr! i adored ur xiaojun work, u captured my vision so perfectly <3

https://x.com/ty_cherie/status/1832369494540612097?s=46 have u seen? he’s noticeably stronger, and the hat is doing so much too >_< husband!taeyong who sends u the prettiest vids of him playing with himself with those strong hands and big arms, and fucks u soooo good when he gets home

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HII 🩰 ANON !!!!! im so happy to hear u liked the xiaojun work, i was a little afraid i took too much creative freedom w that LOL

also YES how could i not witness the death of twink taeyong. however i am not sad, and this is rather a celebration of life and rebirth . 😌😌

i love ur thoughts sm, lesgetit

ⓘ husband!taeyong, explicit videos, one mention of name calling

taeyong knew how bored you were when he was gone at work, and he thinks he’s just having a little fun! helping you pass the time as you counted down the seconds until his shift ended.

and who’s to say he wasn’t thinking about you either? taeyong would quickly excuse himself from his cubicle, asking his fellow coworkers to cover for him as he hurried to the bathroom.

he’d lock the door, hurriedly pulling his pants and boxers down just enough so that his hard cock sprang out.

he opened up his camera app, leaving the camera front facing as he lowered it just below his crotch, his cock taking up nearly half the screen. he’d press record immediately, beginning to stroke himself. he tried to start slow, wanted to make the moment worthwhile, but he just couldn’t.

his hand picked up the pace, sticky sliding sounds and his strangled grunts being picked up by his phone’s microphone.

“f-fuck…” he’d mutter, his head tilting back until it bumped the tiled wall of the bathroom so that his angular jawline was on full display.

taeyong’s large arm tensed, the veins in his forearm straining against his own skin, threatening to bulge and explode from how fast his hand worked.

it wasn’t long until taeyong came, groaning at the thought of you watching this video and touching yourself to it while you whined setting him off. droplets of his white cum coated a bit of the camera. he chuckled weakly as his hand let go of his softening cock and wiped it away, the video ending with his smile.

taeyong didn’t hesitate for even a second to send it to you, before zipping up his pants, washing his hands, and making his way out of the bathroom.

he’d pack his things drastically faster than the rest of his coworkers, “just can’t wait to get home!” he’d reply when they asked what he was in such a hurry for.

taeyong wouldn’t make you wait as soon as he got home, he wasn’t that mean. you begged him to not prepare, letting him know that you’d spent hours fingering yourself in hopes of coming.

taeyong chuckled, unzipping his pants and freeing his cock as he ran his tip through your slit, “stupid girl, can’t even make herself cum without my help?”

you try to suppress the whine that escapes your lips, your eyes trained on the way taeyong’s thick arms held your thighs apart. he slid in slowly, causing you to let out a choked moan.

his hips pull back before slamming into you, and his brutal pace continues. you thought you’d almost lost the ability to breathe, his set rhythm knocking the wind out of you as your nails pressed into his shoulders.

even after you’d come though, taeyong wouldn’t stop, making sure to pull out every orgasm that you didn’t get to experience while he was away.

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