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Vanilla Xiaojun? You got it! This blog needs more vanilla sex. As per my own definition in this post, I define vanilla as "Sweet, plain, innocent or inexperienced sex". I hope this story is what you wanted 😊😘

One-shot #8 (requested): Your crush on best friend Xiaojun (WayV) finally leads to sex during movie night

Celebrity: WayV Xiaojun

Content: Sweet/cute, Missionary, Fingering/Eating pussy

Type of Sex: VANILLA

Word Count: 6.2k

This is the 8th story in my Mixed One-shots series with smut about k-pop and non-kpop celebrities.

You've been friends with Xiaojun for quite some time. You've always been interested in more, and you think he's been flirting with you too. But you've never had a boyfriend and don't know how to handle the situation. For something to happen between you, he would have to be the one to take the first step. And God knows, you've been desperately hoping that he will.

You return to your room with a bowl of popcorn in hand. “Goodnight,” you reply to your parents in the hallway, as they get ready to sleep. “Yes, I promise! Just a few more rounds then we're done.”

Xiaojun is lounging on your bed with a video game controller in his hand, fully focused on TV screen at the foot of the bed. You put the bowl on the bedside table and sit down beside him.

“It's late. I should go,” he says and pauses the game.

“No,” you reply.

“One more round?” he asks.

“No,” you repeat. “I need a break. A movie?”

“You heard your parents though.”

“Yes. We don't need to finish it tonight.”

Xiaojun turns to look at you. “Alright,” he says and smiles. “Your house, your rules.”

Half a movie is not what you had promised your parents and you know it, but surely they'll be fine with it. Xiaojun is your best friend after all. You're not tired, it's not the first time Xiaojun stays late, and you certainly don't want him to go home yet.

Xiaojun hands you the controller. You find the app of choice and begin to scroll through the selection. He always lets you choose. Even though you always ask if he's OK with your suggestion, he never says no. It's almost annoying.

Xiaojun scoots down on the bed, leans back and puts an arm behind his head. His other hand is resting on the mattress behind you. You're sitting up straight, and while you focus on finding a movie to watch, he begins to stroke your back.

You can almost feel his eyes upon you. A piercing, thrilling sensation as he gently touches you.

“This one?” you ask and turn to look at him. The touch is new. You like it. You can hardly think straight.

“Sure,” he says and smiles.

You start the movie and find a pillow to fluff behind you. As you lean into it, Xiaojun's arm gets stuck under you. The fact that he didn't move it surprises you. His presence and closeness generates a wonderful but scary atmosphere in the room, a tension that makes your heart beat a little faster.

“Too loud,” you say and suddenly reach for a remote on the bedside table. Partly because your parents are just a few doors away, but also because the presence of Xiaojun's arm is making you neverous.

You turn down the volume, return the remote, and find yourself wondering: has Xiaojun removed the arm and hand? Was it an accident that he let you lie down on him? Did he perhaps want to touch you, and if so, what does that mean?

You secretly hope that he's still there. You desperately want him to be. But you feel certain that he's not, and you imagine that he's scooted over and folded his hands on his stomach, the way he usually does when you're watching something together. God, you want to be close to the man so bad.

You move down on the bed to match Xiaojun's position, and slowly lay down beside him. The movie has stated, the popcorn are ready and waiting, but you don't care about any of that.

To your surprise, the hand hasn't moved at all. Xiaojun has been laying perfectly still behind your back, equally nervously while awaiting your return and reaction.

You find yourself rolling into his arms. He actually pushes your waist as if he wants you to move closer to him.

You stare wide-eyed at he TV. Your head rests on Xiaojun's shoulder, and you feel his hip press against your side. The whole thing feels great, and you wonder why you haven't laid like this before.

You actually get quite comfortable. The position is cozy, and after a few minutes you get used to it. Your heartbeat steadies and you even manage to pay attention to the movie playing by your feet. You reach for some popcorn without getting up, and smile to yourself as you chew them. You could get used to this.

Little do you know, however, that Xiaojun absolutely cannot focus. Well, he can, but only one thing: you, your body, how it makes him feel the way you lie close to him, and how excited he is that you haven't removed his arm around your shoulder. He's totally extatic to find himself in this position with you.

His arm is, however, starting to fall asleep. And, he wants to be closer to you still. So ten minutes into the movie he rolls toward you.

He moves his arm up and you raise your head to free him. He puts the arm in the space under your neck. Simultaneously, he rests his leg on top of yours, and puts his other hand gently on your stomach. He wants to see your reaction, if perhaps this time you'll stop him.

You're afraid to look at him, but stopping him is the last thing you want to do. Xiaojun's repositioning takes only a second, but it abruptly pulls you away from the movie. You're suddenly on full alert, all of your senses focused on Xiaojun beside you, and what his next move might be.

Xiaojun is relieved that you aren't discouraging him. It makes him feel braver, more committed to you rather than the movie, which he didn't care much for to begin with.

He caresses your stomach over your shirt. You lay there mesmerized, completely consumed by the situation. It doesn't take long before he pulls your shirt up slightly, and his fingers touch your bare skin for the first time.

The action makes you freeze. You lay stiff, unable to move, more nervous than ever before. Does all this mean what you think it means, or are you totally over-thinking the whole thing?

Xiaojun becomes more daring still. He reaches further inside your shirt, and he rolls completely on his side, pressing his whole body tighter against yours.

Instinctively and to your own regret, you roll on your side with your back toward him. You want him to touch you so bad, but the emotions rushing through your body are new, and you've never been in this situation before. You don't know what to do with any of it.

Xiaojun is surprised when your body turns away from him, and he can't help but wonder if he's pushed you too far already. Maybe you don't want this at all but are too afraid to say no. Still, he wants you so bad, and he doesn't want to stop.

He's hard. So hard, but afraid to show it to you. All he wants is to touch every bit of you, run his fingers over your bare skin, feel your naked body against his, rub his solid dick against you, and kiss your neck and lips without any worry.

But he can't. You haven't given him permission to. He hopes but doesn't know if you want the same thing, and so he takes his time to explore and figure out your boundaries.

It doesn't take long, however, before his hand has reached your chest. His fingers brush against your bra, and with each passing minute they venture a little higher. Soon enough, he's cupping your boobs, with an arm tightly wrapped around your body, squeezing and pressing you harder against his own chest and groin.

This is a turning point. He's touching a very sensitive area, one no ordinary friend is allowed to touch. You aren't stopping him, and you certainly don't want him to stop. The fact that you're letting him touch you like this says something, but he can't be quite sure if you really want this, and for that reason it's as far as he'll go.

Actually, that not entirely true. He does one more thing which sends sparks flying through your body. While rubbing his hand all over your front inside the shirt, he occasionally rocks his hips back and forth, pressing his groin harder against your ass. Gradually, he's less and less afraid that you will feel what's hiding in his pants.

After the third time he does this, you're convinced that he has a boner poking at your ass cheeks. Despite being afraid to do anything about it, it turns you on enormously.

Simultaneously, you suddenly feel a great sensation on your neck. Xiaojun begins to kiss it gently, sending shockwaves through your body. It feels absolutely amazing, the way he holds you, touches you, breathes down your neck and kisses your skin.

You haven't focused on the movie for half an hour. Slowly, you're starting to realize things on your own. You may lack experience, but it's obvious even to you that Xiaojun is interested in more than just being your friend.

You lay like this for quite a long time, spooning while Xiaojun feels and kisses you softly. The movie has passed the half way mark when things finally escalate.

Xiaojun should long since have gone home, and you wonder if your parents are still awake. But when his hand moves from your bare stomach to your breasts for the millionth time, and he wraps his leg tighter around yours while pressing his whole body against you once again, your brain finally catches up.

Without thinking, you suddenly turn to face your friend. You do a one-eighty and your faces almost touch. You're afraid to look him in the eye, but your noses brush together. His hand inside your shirt moves from your chest and stomach to your back.

The change of position does something to Xiaojun. He moves his hand higher and grabs your shoulder, causing your shirt to slide higher up your body. He looks at you with lust and anticipation, and when you open your eyes and meet his gaze, you instinctively move in to kiss him on the lips.

It feels incredible. You've wanted to do this for so long. You've worried about it, about how it would work and how you could make it happen, but now it comes naturally to both of you.

The kiss leads to a make-out session. Xiaojun's hand moves up and down your back, and occasionally over your ass and thighs. He's feeling you up, taking you in, and the soft kisses make you feel both weak and empowered at the same time. It's your dream come true, and you can't describe how good it makes you feel inside.

Xiaojun too is extatic. He can hardly belive that he gets to touch and make out with you, the girl he's desired for so long. He's harder than ever but still afraid to show it, until eventually he decides it's time to just go for it. If you want to stop him, he will.

In a sudden move he rolls onto you, gently pushing you on your back while climbing on top of your body. Your lips remain engaged and you instinctively spread your legs, while you wrap your arms around his back and shoulders.

Xiaojun immediately starts to rock his body back and forth. His lustful movements make your bodies move as one, as his groin pushes your ass deep into the mattress, and you bounce back up each time he lifts his ass.

You let out a soft moan. He doesn't know it yet, but you're so wet for the man, eager to feel more of him.

Now it's your turn to touch his bare body for the first time. Your hand catches the bottom of his shirt, and effortlessly slides inside it. You caress his lower back, and feel the seams of his pants. If only he knew how badly you want to rip his clothes off, and let him do things to you that you haven't even imagined before.

Your own shirt is up to your neck, and Xiaojun is repeatedly squeezing your breasts over the bra. The grander his humping motions become, the higher up you pull his shirt too.

When it's up to his neck and his bare chest presses against your boobs, he suddenly sits up straight between your legs to take the shirt off. You open your eyes wide and watch eagerly as the man exposes himself to you.

He's slim but soft, has a small tummy and flat chest. It's the first time you see a shirtless man this close, and it does things to your body.

Xiaojun quickly comes back down over you, and starts to kiss your cheeks and neck. For the first time, you feel his naked upper body in your arms. If only he knew how badly you've wanted to get this far, and how often you've dreamed of this moment. It feels so much better than you've ever expected.

Xiaojun too is eager and horny. He rapidly pulls your shirt over your neck, and you raise your head and upper back to help him take it off completely. For a brief moment, he glances down to take in the view of your naked waist and shoulders.

His groin presses harder between your thighs when he stretches his arms and pushes his body high above yours. You meet each other's eyes and both burst out in big smiles.

His smiling face is a relief. It's finally completely clear to both of you that you both want this, and it's only a matter of figuring out just how far you're willing to go.

Xiaojun is first to explore that limit further. He reaches down with a hand between your legs, to your pants where he pushes his fingers inside the seams. He feels the outskirt of your pussy inside your panties, and the touch sends a shock wave through your body.

You instinctively arch your back and hold your breath. He doesn't hesitate to let the fingers venture inside. He starts to pleasure you with his tips while towering over you, making little circles around your folds, before the fingers slide all the way into your hole.

They immediately become lubricated by your fluids. The natural lube makes the penetration easy, as he sticks his fingers so deep he can't reach any further.

They rub your insides as he explores the vast space of your pussy. Your eyes are closed, but you occasionally open them out of curiosity. You immediately close them when you meet Xiaojun's eyes towering above your head.

He has his mouth wide open. He's almost drooling from the corner of his lips. His hip and ass are raised high to give his hand space, but you can still feel his body press against your legs and sides. It's an amazing experience.

While Xiaojun is fingering your clit, your hands rest on his naked upper body, gently and occasionally moving on their own. You feel his hot chest, stomach, waist and back with the palms of your hands.

Every now and then you slowly roll your ass. It's an instinctive move which helps him get a deeper penetration.

Eventually, you touch his ass over his pants, then trace the seams to the front. You find a button and undo it, then pull down the zipper that covers his hard cock.

Xiaojun loves that you've taken this initiative. He experiences an immense pleasure when his crotch is released from the tight grip of his pants. The outline of his boner is clear through his underwear, which becomes obvious to you when you touch it for the first time.

This – the way you're undressing him – is what eventually tips Xiaojun over the edge. He suddenly climbs off you and rolls on his back, where he lifts his ass to pull the pants down. It's a gamble, it might be too far for your comfort, but he's willing to take the risk.

He's suddenly down to only his underwear, which surprises you. He becomes aware that you're laying motionless beside him, looking at his body, and he can sense that you might be having second thoughts.

“Is this okay?” he asks.

“Yes,” you reply. You want to say so much more, but what words could possibly describe what you feel and want in this moment.

Xiaojun rolls on his side while you're on your back, and starts to undo your pants too. You smile at each other and giggle when they become loosened. He half way sits up and pulls them down your ass and hips. Encouraged by the fact that you're still not saying no, he slides them all the way down your legs, where you quickly kick them off your feet.

You're suddenly both in your underwear, laying exposed side by side, wondering how you got so luck to have come this far.

Xiaojun leans in and kisses you deeply. He touches your naked body gently, and when he reaches your breasts he dares to ask the question: “Wanna take it off?”

It's a very soft-spoken, gentle request. There's a hint of uncertainty in his voice. But there doesn't need to be, as you've wanted to take your bra off since the first time Xiaojun's fingers brushed against it, nearly an hour ago.

You sit up and reach behind your back. You let the bra straps glide down your shoulders. You cover your chest with your arm, but after a moment's hesitation remove it to let the bra fall off completely.

Xiaojun can hardly contain himself. He smiles wide and immediately reaches out to touch your naked body when you present it to him. You lay back down on your back, and he instantly falls in to kiss your breasts.

His lips jump around the nipples. He sticks his tongue out and sucks, while massaging the boob he currently doesn't have his face attached to.

Then he moves on to the space between the breasts. He plants his soft lips in new and exciting places every time they change position, places no one has ever kissed you before.

He sits up on his knees and moves down, to your rib cage, stomach and just above your belly button. As his head moves down your body his hands follow, gliding lovingly against your sides.

When he reaches the area just above your vagina and pantie line, the hands catch up. He digs his fingers under the seams and pulls, slowly bringing your last piece of clothing down over your ass and thighs.

When they're over your knees and he has free access to all of you, his lips make little jumps across the insides of your thighs, until they reach the area between your legs.

He kisses your folds and sticks out his tongue. It plays around the outskirt of your vagina, until the tip of it reaches in and licks your folds.

You spread your legs wide and grab the man by the head. You run your fingers through his hair while he pleasures you, and now it's your turn to produce saliva that accumulates in the corner of your mouth.

You had never imagined you would be in this position when you said goodnight to your parents and returned to the room with popcorn.

At some point – you've lost track of time and have no idea how long it's been – Xiaojun grows weary of licking your clit. He suddenly moves up, climbing between your legs, pressing his body down on yours with such lust it squeezes your juices out of your vagina.

His hard dick is still constrained by his underwear. You start to make out, but while you're enjoying all of his exposed body you make no effort to go all the way. The nervous feeling from before suddenly returns, as you realize that you might be about to lose your virginity.

“Condom?” Xiaojun suddenly asks.

You think for a moment. The question has taken you by surprise. You haven't thought this far ahead.

“Ehm, maybe not,” you eventually reply.

Xiaojun takes your rejection well. “Okay,” he says and smiles, then returns to kissing your lips, touching your boobs, and rocking his hips and ass up and down between your legs.

It was not the response you actually wanted to give him. It was the one that felt easiest. It doesn't take long before you regret your decision, and Xiaojun's positive and understanding reaction has helped to make you more comfortable with the situation.

“Alright,” you say after a few minutes. “Do you have a condom?”

Xiaojun's face instantly lights up. He doesn't even answer, but abruptly sits up and scoots over, sliding out of bed with determination. Still in his underwear, he bends down to reach into a bag he's brought with him to the game and movie night with his friend.

He returns to the bed with a wrapped condom in hand. You look on without a hint of desire on your face, but completely excited and consumed on the inside. The possibility of penetrative sex is exciting to both of you, but oh so new to you. As much as it thrills you, you're definitely worried.

You watch as Xiaojun lies on his back beside you. He bites the condom wrapper to tear it open. He reaches down to take off his underwear, fully aware that you're probably observing him carefully and maybe seeing a live dick for the first time. He's not ashamed to reveal himself to you, only eager to get the condom in place and return to his position on top of you.

You turn on your side and lean on your elbow while he holds his dick by the root, pointing it straight up. You can't take your eyes off it. He places the silicone circle on the tip of the shaft.

“Can I?” you suddenly ask, interrupting his focused work.

Xiaojun looks up at you with delight in his eyes. “Sure,” he says and smiles wide. He suspects but doesn't know if it's the first time ever you put a condom on a man's penis.

It is, but you actually know what to do. Though it's been some years, you once got to try it in school. Of course it wasn't an actual penis, but you also have friends who have told you all about their experiences with boyfriends and sexual partners. Though everything is new and you feel nervous, you're not completely in the dark.

You sit up with your legs folded under you. You touch the cock while Xiaojun helps you by holding the root steady. You place your fingers around the silicone circle, press the tip to let the air out, then roll it down the full length of Xiaojun's solid shaft.

“Ahh,” he moans. He's so turned on he could burst right here and now. You have no idea how long he's wanted to do this. That he's finally getting to have sex with you is the realization of all of his sexual fantasies since the day you became friends.

To have your hand on his cock, naked body beside him, and to know that he will get to penetrate you any moment now, is a dream come true. His excitement is only matched by your own.

When the dick has been adequately covered Xiaojun doesn't hesitate to roll back toward you, kiss you deeply, and climb back on top of you. He immediately finds his position between your legs again, and lovingly rocks his body with the dick squeezed between your lower stomachs.

“Are you sure?” he asks while slowly gliding back and forth.

“Yeah,” you say while holding his strong arms. You're not sure what to expect, but you know that whatever happens next, you want it with all your heart.

Xiaojun, however, makes no effort to change anything to what you're already doing. He keeps humping you slowly, rubbing his dick between you. You're so hot and horny and into what you're doing that you don't think about it. But after a while the thought hits you that maybe you're the one who's meant to do something.

You could lie like this forever, naked and entangled in the sheets, Xiaojun's naked body gently resting on yours. But you know there's more, and you suddenly wonder what it should feel like. Is this it?

You're not sure for how long you lay there contemplating this, your mind switching rapidly between the pleasure of it all and your own insecurity. Your thoughts alter between Xiaojun's sexy body and how good it feels to touch, going completely blank when the lust consumes you, and becoming fully fixed on every single movement you make, worried about making any mistakes.

In reality, it hasn't been long at all before Xiaojun prepositions himself slightly, and the dick finds its way on its own. The head pokes around your folds briefly, then is pushed part way inside your vagina when he thrusts gently forward.

You weren't making much movement before, but now your body freezes up completely. You become tense and focused when you finally feel the dick stretching your lips. Xiaojun's rocking motions pushes the head deeper with each slow thrust, until it's fully engulfed and half of his shaft is inside you.

“Does it hurt?” Xiaojun asks.

The question abruptly pulls you back to the room. It does hurt a little, but you're afraid to admit it. “No,” you lie.

This relaxes Xiaojun, who rests his face next to yours on the bed and starts to move his ass a little faster.

Your arms are locked around his back. Your hands occasionally glide slightly down his spine and up again. You struggle to get fully into it again though.

You focus on the sensation of Xiaojun's dick inside you. You analyse how it feels, as you gradually loosen up and the pain goes away. It actually feels pretty nice. Then the thought of your parents suddenly return, which pulls you back out of the moment.

They're not far away, and the walls are far from sound proof. You promised them that you would only play a few more games on the Playstation. With your hands on Xiaojun's shoulders as he thrusts his dick repeatedly into you, you raise your head to glance at the TV.

The movie is over. You've been here for what, more than an hour and a half? And here you still are, in the middle of the night, losing your virginity to your crush who should have left long ago. You hope with all your heart that your parents have long since passed out and won't suspect a thing.

Your thoughts shift again, however, when Xiaojun let's out a low grunt right next to your ear. You suddenly become fully aware of what you're doing. Your focus returns to the sex you're already deeply engaged in, an activity you certainly don't want to stop now that it feels pleasurable. No parent in the world can make you, and you'll deal with the consequences later.

The sex is starting to feel pretty great even, especially conidering that it's your first time. There's something about the way Xiaojun moves, how soft and loving he is, and how slow and caring he's been throughout the whole thing. He's your friend, you want him desperately, and you're currently having him. There's nothing wrong, awkward or painful about the situation at all. The nervous feeling you've had throughout the evening has gone away completely.

You're suddenly in a bubble of sex and eroticism, as all other thoughts and feelings are shut out. You think only of Xiaojun's warm and wonderful body, on the sensation of his dick inside you, and finally your mind goes blank again. The incredible feeling of finally getting to sleep with your crush takes a complete hold of your body and mind, of all your senses, and nothing else in the world exists.

Mindless and instinctive, your hands begin to explore. They slide further up and down Xiaojun's back, taking in the intricate changes in his muscles as he moves his ass up and down. You raise your knees and feel his hands on your body as they glide down to your ass cheeks and thighs.

The pleasure between your legs intensifies. You realize that this is what sex is and what it should feel like. When you shut out the world, and Xiaojun's body and dick inside you is all that matters, you've reached the peak of how far your first time will take you.

Xiaojun, however, is not there yet. He's getting ever closer to an orgasm and you can sense the change in him when he raises his head and kisses your lips. You've had your eyes closed and he has had his face buried next to you for most of the time since he penetrated you, but when you briefly open your eyes you see how twisted his face has become. He's tensing and clutching his teeth, letting out fast but shallow breaths of air near your mouth.

When his head falls down beside you again, his hands move up your sides and reach in under your back. He grabs hold of your shoulders and uses his arms to pull the full length of your body repeatedly onto his shaft. Simultaneously, he becomes stiff and starts to move his ass faster, thrusting his dick inside you at an ever increasing pace.

You don't even care that the mattress starts shaking, and the bed slams a few times against the wall. It's the unmistakable sound of good sex, but the thought of your parents only appears in your mind for a split second.

Maybe the walls aren't that thin. They're probably already sound asleep. All the excuses you can think of rush through your head before Xiaojun can even make his next passionate push and pull into you.

He does, however, have similar worries as you do and quickly acts on them. Perhaps that's why you're able to let go of your thoughts so quickly. When the bed slams hard a third time, he stops pulling your shoulders and instead moves his ass faster.

His body freezes. All off him stays in a fixed position, except the ass which bounces up and down. In this locked position the only sounds are the gentle squeaks of the springs in the mattress and Xiaojun's low panting by your side. You used to think that these sounds were loud and a cause for concern, but now your mind doesn't even register them.

There's another change to the soundscape, however, which does catch your attention. Xiaojun's breathing suddenly stops. He appears to be holding his breath, and his grip around your shoulders hardens.

Can this be it? Is he close? How long does sex usually last? You suddenly have questions you haven't thought of before, but they go away the moment you get the answer.

At first, Xiaojun's body and rhythm doesn't change at all, but he suddenly gasps for air by your ear. He fills his lungs through fast and shallow breaths. His skin instantly feels hotter, and his dick hardens and widens inside you. Finally, he pushes hard inside you as he erupts, his entire body jolting in your arms.

You're still not quite sure if he's finished. The jolts repeat several times though, before his thrusts slow down as the muscles in his body begin to relax.

He lifts his head and kisses you on the lips again. This time, his face is not strained and twisted like before. He looks flustered. His mouth is half open, and it's like he's just spent all the energy he had.

His body weights heavy on you when it calms down, and that's the moment you realize that it is indeed over. Your hands glide down his side as you too begin to relax, and you gently hold him around the waist.

He eventually stops moving his ass altogether and suddenly bursts out in a big smile. It dawns of you that you've just experienced your first time, and your first male orgasm. It feels good, and your heart is filled with love when you see him smile down at you.

Your mind gradually returns from another world. It goes from blank to fully aware of where you are and what you've done. You return Xiaojun's kiss, but he's unable to give you more than one. His soft, wet lips remain planted on yours, just resting there with no effort to move, as the he man is completely spent.

The lips slide off your face and his head falls back beside you on the bed. You put your arms all the way around his back, and lower your knees beside him. Stretched out and wrapped in a loving embrace, you take a minute to calm down, reflect and simply enjoy the moment.

Eventually, Xiaojun raises his upper body and slowly comes off you. His slack dick slides out of your vagina and he quickly grabs it. He rolls away and sits down on his ass to remove the condom.

He has his back toward you and you can't see what he's doing, but you catch a glimpse of the tied-up and cum-filled condom when he turns and bends over to carefully lay it down on the floor.

You take the chance to touch his back and ass one last time when he leans down over the edge of the bed. When he returns, he rolls into your arms and kiss your cheek. He rests his head on your shoulder, and you smile wide to yourself.

“Did it hurt?” he asks again.

“No,” you say, a satisfied expression on your face. ”It felt good.”

It wasn't a lie at all. The sex was good, and you're immensely relieved to finally have gotten past the months of agonizing longing. Xiaojun is no longer just your friend. You can't help but wonder where things will go from here.

*****

Half an hour after he's finished, Xiaojun rolls away from you and gets out of bed. Naked, he starts looking for and collecting his clothes. You admire his fit body as he puts on his shirt and underwear.

Neither of you say a word. Occasionally, you catch each other's eyes and giggle quietly. You remain motionless and stretched out on the bed, naked and happy.

“I should go,” Xiaojun eventually whispers. You know he should, but you don't want him to.

“Okay,” you say.

When he's fully dressed he comes over to give you one last kiss on the lips. He's as happy as you are that you've finally come this far in your relationship.

“You think your parents know I'm still here?” he asks.

It's the question that has been on your mind since the sex ended. “I don't know. I'll make up some excuse if they say anything. That you wanted to keep playing because you kept losing to me or something.”

Xiaojun snickers. “As if I would lose to you,” he jokes and laughs.

He lingers near the door, looking at and admiring your naked body. Then he turns around and puts a hand on the door handle.

“See you tomorrow?” he asks.

“See you tomorrow,” you confirm and smile softly.

Then he opens the door, sticks his head out and looks around before he steps out. He leaves without another word. He carefully closes the door behind him, and the last thing you see is his adorable face smiling through the crack.

The room and house suddenly becomes completely quiet. You imagine Xiaojun as he sneaks down the stairs, puts on his shoes and leaves. You can't wait to see him again tomorrow.

Shit, you think when you suddenly realize that you need to lock the door after him. You stay in bed for another minute, until you feel sure that he's gone. Then you get out of bed, put your panties and shirt back on, and step outside.

On your way back up the stairs you hear your parent's bedroom door open. In the hallway, you meet your father and your heart skips a beat.

“Still up?” he asks and smiles at you in the dark.

“Yeah, I had to pee,” you lie.

“You had to go downstairs for that?” he asks calmly.

You don't know what to respond to that, but you don't need to say anything. Your father beats you to it.

“We'll talk about it tomorrow, okay?” he says in a loving voice.

“Okay,” you say slowly. The idea should worry you, but you actually feel quite good about it. Your first time was safe, felt good, and was with a person you trust. You know you haven't done anything wrong.

“Goodnight,” your father says before he opens the door to the upstairs bathroom.

“Goodnight dad,” you reply and smile. Then you return to your own room.

Back in bed, you stare at the ceiling and smile to yourself. Today could not have been any better.

[theyluvangel]

Sub!Kpop twt links

A/n: I’m alive and I’m aware &team is Jpop, but I added it anyways

Treating Jaehyun like the puppy he is (BND)

Anal play with dressed up Zhang Hao (ZB1)

Overstimulating Xiaojun (NCT)

Giving Anton a handjob (Riize)

Tied up and overstimulated Dino (SVT)

Changbin fucking himself in the shower (Skz)

Sensitive Mingyu (SVT)

Harua can’t handle the overstimulation (&team)

What Jungkooks actually doing in the military (BTS)

Mark cumming in his underwear (NCT)

Spanking Mingi while his dicks in between your legs (Ateez)

The videos Jisung sends to you during the day (Skz)

Jungwon when you’re not there to help him (enha)

Another a/n: Let me know if you guys want to see more nsfw links!

[hencheri]

— sharing is caring

▸ 18+ mdni.

kun loves you, and he loves his friends as much, but he can't seem to refuse them anything—even when it's about having a taste of you.

| pairing. bf!kun x fem!reader (ft. xiaohenwin)

| warnings. noncon, extremely mean kun!!, exhibitionism, coercion, degradation, toxic relationship, unprotected sex, i am not kidding kun is very despicable in this.

| wc. 3.5k

�� part of my 1k event.

you cling to kun like glue, glancing at his friends like they’re wild animals about to eat you alive. their gazes have never been so invasive and insistent, and this doesn’t seem to alert your boyfriend at all. 

it’s like he knows. oh, he definitely knows. 

you shift closer to kun on the couch, eyes strained to the floor, not daring to look up and potentially meet someone’s gaze. everyone talks to each other, except you, keeping quiet. you’re not really talkative in general, but this time it’s like you don’t belong here. 

kun mostly ignores the tugs on his t-shirt, only giving you attention when it’s to poke fun at you, making all of his friends laugh. you hate hanging out with them and how your boyfriend becomes ruthless with his degrading comments when they’re here. 

your face always burns, feeling everyone’s eye on you, lingering longer than normally. you’ve always thought kun had really bad taste when it comes to friends, considering how they never hide their clear attraction to you, but tonight, you think that maybe there’s a reason why kun has such despicable friends. 

you’re clueless when kun pulls you up with him at the same time winwin does, walking to your bedroom. it’s like they both understand each other without saying a word, like it had already been discussed. 

your stomach clenches, biting the inside of your cheek as you watch kun sending a knowing look at winwin. when you reach the door to your bedroom, kun turns to you. 

“i want you to be nice to sicheng,” he tells you with a stern face, holding both of your arms in his hands. you slowly connect the dots, and when you steal a glance toward winwin, you understand that all the inappropriate looks thrown your way before was something your boyfriend allowed. 

you feel water collecting at your lash lines as you look up at kun. you shake your head from side to side.

you notice him clenching his jaw, slightly tilting his head. “it wasn’t a proposition. be good,” he whispers, squeezing your arms as a warning. he stares at you for a few seconds, and seeing that you don’t protest, he nods. “i’ll be in the living room.”

with that, he leaves you alone with winwin, joining the others in the other room. you watch kun walk away, completely shocked and terrified. 

you turn your head back at winwin who’s standing by the door, giving you a small smile before taking your hand in his. you have to raise your head to look at him and the kind expression on his face doesn’t succeed in calming you down. 

did your boyfriend just offer you to his friend?

winwin pulls you into the bedroom, closing the door behind him, not forgetting to lock it. you bite your inner cheek harder and you can feel the rusty taste of blood invading your mouth. 

you stand in the middle of the room as he approaches you carefully. he still has this smile on his face that usually sets you at ease, but now you really don’t like it. 

winwin is the only friend you’ve ever appreciated—he’s kind, respectful, and a little shy like you. you never talk to him much, but you don’t feel scared in his presence. don’t feel sexualized. except for now. 

the warmth of winwin’s body almost suffocates you, his heavy breath hitting your cheek as he pants loudly, his hips sloppily moving back and forth between your legs. he chokes on his moans, gulping down as he feels your walls involuntarily closing around him. 

the situation makes you feel so ashamed you can’t even look at winwin, even though he constantly grabs your chin and turns your head in his way whenever it falls to the side. your stomach flutters at the sight of his pouty lips, eyes begging for your attention, but the feeling is short-lived before you remember why winwin is on top of you in the first place. 

his hips collide with yours, making you whine, squelching noises leaving your pussy as his cock thrusts into you. you can feel it pulsing in you, feel how warm he is, how he fills you up entirely. you hate how you feel every little thing, every little detail. 

“ngh, fuck,” you hear winwin moaning above you, hiding his head in the crook of your neck, his hot breath fanning across your skin. 

your nails scratch the skin of his back, no doubt leaving red trails behind. you don’t like the idea of having your trace on him, but your arms were brought around his shoulders by him, and you know better than to remove them; something tells you that failing winwin would also mean failing kun. and you don’t want that. 

“you feel so good,” winwin rasps out, “and—fuck—so wet…” 

you only let out a cry in response. you never thought you’d ever have sex with one of kun’s friends, especially not in the case where you’re still with him and he agreed to it. in a way, you feel betrayed, but deep down, you can’t help but want to be good. be good for kun, whatever his expectations are. 

winwin leaves kisses down your neck, his full lips pressing down on your shivering skin in an intimate manner that, oddly enough, eases you down a little. he hisses between kisses, swinging his hips back and forth, his cock nudging your g-spot and inevitably making you clench around him. 

kun is never really gentle and appreciative, but he’s loving—in his own way. his right hand always belongs around your throat, the other hitting and pinching every patch of skin on your body. he tells you how dirty you are for liking the way he treats you or how lucky you are to have him because no one else would ever want you. 

you won’t lie that his words hurt you, that they break your heart a little, but he also promises that he’d never leave you, that you are his and there’s no point for him to wish to be with someone else. 

so the way winwin fucks you is vastly different from what you’re used to, and honestly, all you want right now is your boyfriend. but you can’t. 

suddenly, winwin pulls out of you, and you feel strangely empty. your arms slips away from his back as he lowers himself down on you and his head finds a spot between your legs. you’re surprised, and even slightly embarrassed. 

kun never goes down on you willingly, you always have to ask him—or rather beg him. 

winwin immediately sucks your clit into his mouth and you gasp at that, spreading your legs wider. you don’t dare to touch his hair, instead keeping your arms by your side, gripping the sheets tightly in your fists. 

he laps at your bud of nerves, then descends to your hole, passing his soft tongue between your dewy folds. he moans loudly against you like you’re the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted, his nose bumping into your clit at the same time. 

you curl your toes as his lips go back to your clit, sucking and licking skillfully, the wet sounds making you cringe, but you easily ignore it as the pleasure builds up in your stomach. he holds your hip as he moans and whines, pulling back a tad bit just to see what he’s doing before diving back in.

you look down, noticing that he’s laid on his side, his free hand eagerly fisting his cock, your wetness sticking between his long fingers. he sucks more avidly, switching to his tongue then back to his lips, the pace of his hand not faltering until he moans out, sending vibrations through your body, white beads of cum falling down over his hand. 

the sight makes you clench around nothing, reaching your own high seconds after. winwin hums appreciatively as he licks you up, still stroking his cock, getting everything out. 

you’re breathless, your chest and forehead sweaty. you don’t say anything as winwin gets dressed back into his clothes, acting like this was a regular hook-up. 

when his eyes land on you one last time, he smiles warmly, giving your cheek a quick peck. you watch him exit the bedroom, closing the door behind him. 

you stare at the ceiling for a while, trying to recollect your thoughts, trying to process everything that’s happened. you’re not as shaken as you thought you’d be, but it’s still weird. very weird.

you don’t hear any more voices sounding from the living room and you suppose everyone is gone now. you put on one of kun’s hoodies, wandering out of the bedroom. 

you walk to the kitchen, and your cheeks heat up when you see ten. kun is there, too, and when his gaze meets your figure, his face turns severe. you look between the two men, one smiling playfully at you and the other approaching you like you did something bad. 

you recoil slightly, kun stopping in front of you. “it was about time you come out,” he says, eyeing you up and down. “look at you…” he winces as he grabs your arm, pulling you closer to him. “you’re a mess. go clean yourself up,” he orders in his usual stern voice.

“don’t be so mean to her,” ten adds, leaning over the kitchen counter. “sicheng said she’d been such a good girl.” his smile widens, his eyes lingering on your body. 

if there’s one person kun is willing to listen to, it's surely ten. he’s pretty nice to you in general, always has a smile on his face that sometimes seems too teasing for your liking. 

kun looks at you for a moment until he wordlessly lets go of your arm, giving you some space. 

“i just… i thought everyone had left.” you gulp down and you can see kun softening up.

ten looks fondly at you, like you’re the most adorable thing in the world. “it’s fine, i was about to leave anyway,” he announces, pushing himself off of the counter. 

when kun comes back after saying goodbye to his friend, you scurry to him and wrap your arms around his torso. you really can’t hold back. you missed kun’s warmth way too much in the past hours. 

he soothes you by rubbing your back gently, but he soon pulls you off of him, telling you to go wash yourself again. you obey silently, putting on the pajamas he picked out for you after. 

entering the bedroom, you see kun hanging up some clothes in your shared wardrobe. you sit down at the edge of the bed and look down at your lap, hesitating a few moments before finally speaking.

“kun…” you call his name and he hums in response. “well, um. why- why did you let sicheng… sleep with me?”

he hangs the last shirt then finally turns around to you. he seems to think about what to say, but he decides to go with a simple answer.

“because he’s my friend,” he replies, walking up to you. 

his explanation is too plain for you, too short. you know kun values his friendships a lot, they’re very important to him, but you still don’t understand. 

“but…” you begin, trying to not sound too bothered, “i didn’t agree to it.”

kun only sighs, cupping your cheek and running his thumb over it. “i don’t agree with a lot of things either, baby, but that doesn’t mean it’ll change anything.” 

he backs away and climbs on the bed, slipping himself under the covers. you fight back the tears threatening to leave your eyes, quickly whipping your lash line and turning around to join your boyfriend in bed. 

—-

you look at yourself through the mirror just above the bathroom sink, taking in a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down. you wanted to stay in your room all night, but kun didn’t let you. 

you turn off the faucet, drying your hands with the hanging towel. your breath quickens and your eyes shoot up when you hear steps coming in the bathroom, invading your space. 

yangyang makes his way to you in long steps as you watch him through the mirror, swallowing down the lump in your throat. his eyes roam up and down your body shamelessly and he stops just behind you, caging you between him and the sink. 

he puts his hands on either side of your body on the counter and leans down, his nose brushing over your temple, inhaling the scent of your shampoo. the way he looks at you doesn’t feel right nor the way he touches you. 

“don’t worry, i won’t do anything…” he smirks, staring at you through the mirror. “you’re pretty, but i’m not really interested into fucking what’s already been passed around, you know?” yangyang takes a piece of your hair between his fingers, twirling it around his index. 

your gaze drops down, focusing on a droplet of water running down the drain. he really doesn’t have to tell you this, but he does anyway because yangyang is… yangyang. mean and mocking. 

“but i’m sure others will want to,” he smirks and he notices how you frown in confusion. “aw, did you really think it was just a one time thing?” yangyang laughs, his breath hitting the back of your neck and making you shiver uncomfortably. “you’re so naive… you really don’t know, huh?”

you turn your head slightly, meeting his eyes that are immediately drawn to your lips as you speak. “don’t know what?” 

the corners of his mouth tug upward and his tongue peeks out from between his lips, wetting them. “it took a lot to convince kun… sicheng only had your name on his lips for a whole year until kun was kind enough to finally accept,” he explains and you become even more confused, your stomach clenching into a knot. “you know how generous he is. you can’t blame him for being a good friend.”

“you’re the group’s little slut now,” he whispers the last words into your ear and you grip the edge of the counter until the blood drains from your knuckles. 

but the tension leaves your body when you’re interrupted by your boyfriend. yangyang turns his head into his direction, reluctantly pulling away from you. you can see in the mirror that he still has that arrogant smile on his face, but kun doesn’t look as happy. 

yangyang passes by him and walks out of the bathroom, leaving you alone with kun. 

he stays silent for a moment, like he means to tell you something, but he doesn’t, remaining stern and cold instead. 

“we’re about to eat, come on.” he gestures to you with a wave of his hand and you execute yourself, following him to the kitchen.

—-

hendery is on you, palming your ass as he kisses you messily, not really caring about being gentle or not. you should have expected it, yangyang warned you, after all. this isn’t done. you’re everyone’s free to use as they please.

when he breaks the kiss, he stares at you in a way that you don’t understand. he looks at you like he knows something that you don’t and it unnerves you so much. 

“i wonder if that pussy gets as wet as sicheng said…” he lowly growls and your eyes widden, squirming as his hand slides down between your bodies, cupping your cunt through your panties. 

he rubs your clit with his middle finger, grinning in satisfaction as he watches you getting bothered, breath becoming irregular. your face heats up and it’s like the air in the room got scorching hot in an instant. 

“can’t believe he let us have you… he was such a bitch about not sharing you, but something like that can’t be kept away forever,” hendery chuckles, his hand that was previously between your legs now tracing your thigh.  

“us?” you repeat, breath caught in your throat. what does he mean by ‘us’? there’s only him here. kun said there’ll be only hendery. 

he gives you a devious smile as he hears you stutter, the door opening at the same moment. you glance behind hendery’s shoulder and your blood runs cold when your eyes land on xiaojun. 

you attempt to push hendery off of you, but he holds you tightly against him. it only makes him laugh at you. 

“no! kun said it was going to be just you.” you push again on hendery, but he doesn’t budge an inch. 

“it’s alright, princess. we’re not transgressing the rules,” hendery says just as xiaojun makes his way to the edge of the bed. “kun is well aware of this…”

you shift your gaze back to xiaojun who’s also smiling at you. “stop worrying your little head so much,” he teases, joining you both on the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight. “you’re gonna like this.”

you let them get you rid of your panties, not wasting any time to remove your top, thrown carelessly away on the floor. two men in the same bed with you is a situation that never crossed your mind before, even less when none of them are kun. you’re scared, terrified. 

they’re probably the ones you appreciate the least amongst kun’s friends, along with yangyang. they’ve never been subtle about their attraction to you, especially hendery who never missed an opportunity to look at you in a less than innocent way. they’ve never done anything to you, of course, and you never thought they would either, until now—until your boyfriend allowed it. 

they take turns on you, changing positions so many times you have a hard time following them. one moment xiaojun has his fingers into you, convincing himself he can make you squirt, and the other hendery’s between your legs, eating both of your holes at the same time as xiaojun forces his cock down your throat. 

your eyes burn from all the tears, but it doesn’t stop them one second, it even encourages them you think. you feel used and dirty, even though your body reacts to all of their touches, enjoying it way more than you should. 

the next few days are normal, that is until your boyfriend invites his friends over again. you hide in your bedroom, the only place where you know they can’t come. 

kun knew what you had in mind, that you had the intention to stay sheltered in your shared bedroom, and so he told you to come out earlier—be respectful, say hi to the boys—but you just couldn’t. you thought you were good for the first hour, but that didn’t last long. 

“what are you still doing here? i told you to behave tonight, didn’t i?”

you look at kun with frowned eyebrows, feeling bad for disappointing him, but you don’t want to be around his friends. what if they decide they want to use you again?

he walks further into the room, walking to your form curled under the sheets. he pulls you out of bed, not caring about your attire, and brings you forcefully to the living room. 

“kun, no! please, i’m sorry!” your eyes start to water, scared about where this is going. 

“shut it,” he hisses, “you want to be a disrespectful little brat, huh? then let’s show everyone how despicable you are.”

everyone’s eyes are on you, laughing mockingly, and you’ve never felt more humiliated. hendery says something to yangyang that makes him snicker, ten’s usual empathy is gone, and winwin can’t wait to see what kun is going to do.

your boyfriend sits on the couch across from everyone else, placing you between his legs. “here she is,” he groans, taking a fistful of your hair, “thought i wouldn’t come get her. thought she could hide away in our bedroom…”

with his hold on your hair, he makes you face the others and you look down shamefully, tears running down your cheeks. you hate his friends, you hate them so much. it’s their fault if kun acts so ruthlessly with you. 

he spreads your legs open, hooking your knees over his own. he doesn’t bother to remove your night shorts, only pushing it to the side along with your panties. his fingers come in contact with your bare folds, making you jolt in his arms, your hands holding onto his thighs behind you. 

“you need to understand that you don’t decide here,” he growls in your ear, pressing tight circles onto your clit. “i do whatever the fuck i want with you, whether you like it or not.” he takes a hold of your jaw with his free hand. “look at them, baby. look at them as i fuck you on my fingers.”

[wayvchip]

making out with wayv

genre/warnings: fluff, suggestive (minors DNI), established relationship, boyfriend!wayv

kun is definitely the type to constantly smile throughout the kiss and you can feel it when he does that, which makes your heart flutter. makeouts with kun are usually quite brief, and very gentle and sweet. kun would also frequently make sure to take short breaks in between kisses in case you ran out of air because he's just considerate like that.

ten would constantly tease you and get you all riled up. wbk ten is a huge flirt. he would smirk the entire time, whisper dirty things to you, and use a lot of tongue in his kisses. plus, his hands would be roaming all over your body and feeling you up. makeout sessions with ten usually lead to more because he gets all hot and bothered just by kissing you.

winwin would be quite shy and even hesitant at first, but quickly gets into the mood. he prefers if you take the lead at first, and then he'll take over after a bit. winwin definitely goes a little crazy when you grab onto the hem of his shirt while he's sweetly kissing you. bro has had so many kissing scenes from his dramas i truly believe he is more experienced than he lets on.......

xiaojun's kisses would be very slow and passionate, because he wants you to feel loved. he's extra and puts on one of his r&b playlists because he likes the romantic atmosphere it creates. xiaojun holds both of your hands in his hands during the whole makeout session too :(( be sure to expect very intense eye contact from him.

hendery KNOWS what he's doing. he knows all the right buttons to push and is a playful tease too, he'll literally pull away and chuckle just as you're about to deepen the kiss. tbh i can see hendery being a biter. now you didn't hear this from me, but i feel like hendery is definitely the type to do the knee thing (iykyk) while he's marking your neck up with pretty purple bruises.

yangyang would get wayyy too excited at the idea of making out with you and practically jumps on top of you, almost bumping his forehead into yours. he would smash his lips against yours and giggle in between kisses because he just can't contain his excitement!!! pro tip: play with yangyang's hair when he's kissing you, it makes him absolutely melt into a puddle.

[fruithoughts]

when he misses your face. . .

[yuyubeans]

pillow princess

pairing: needy mingi

genre: fluff

wc: ??

As the evening started to settle in, mingi found himself craving attention, watched as you, immersed yourself in a book, seemingly nearly oblivious to his presence. Annoyance bubbled up within him, and he couldn't resist the urge to whine for attention.

"baby~" he called out, his tone tinged with frustration and desperation.

looking up from your book, a hint of irritation flashing across in your eyes at the interruption, it took you months to find this book, what did he want. "What is it, mingi?" you said, trying to mask your slight annoyance.

"I'm bored, and needy" he complained, a pout on his plush lips.

all you did was sigh, setting the book aside for a moment, giving him your full attention. "What do you want to do?" you huffed, trying to be patient.

"I don't know" shrugging his shoulders. "I just want you to pay attention to me."

you couldn't help but roll your eyes, you knew how important it was to make time for your relationship, it's just this book- that's when It dinged

"how about we cuddle, and I play an audio book in the background hmm princess?"

quickly grinned as he jumped into the bed, curling into your lap, inhaling your sweet scent, with a soft smile, she reached out and turned on the audio book "Okay baby, now it's us time okay?" you said, annoyance melting away as you slowly played with his hair, happy whines heard in return, spending the evening reconnecting and enjoying each other's company.

a/n: this is saur cute

© yuyubeans 2024

[ericscroptop]

Good Girls Ride

✧ pairing: bf! xiaojun x gf! reader

✦ genre: smut

✧ warnings: 18+ (minors DNI), smut, p!rn without plot, cursing, cowgirl position, riding, unprotected sex, dirty talk, pet names, kissing

✦ word count: 3.1k words

✧ synopsis: plain and simple: it’s your first time riding dejun.

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Your head rested against Dejun’s shoulder while your body had found home comfortably in his lap, cuddled into his chest as you guys spent time lazily watching movies together.

Now usually when men watch movies with their girlfriends, it often leads to sex because they can’t seem to keep it in their pants.

But right now, it is you who can’t seem to focus on the television with your hot boyfriend so close to you.

Dejun had his undivided attention on the film currently playing. He’s been raving about this action film that came out recently— of which, you honestly couldn’t give a rat’s ass about.

Though, you agreed to watch this movie when you saw how his eyes lit up in elation when he discovered it had been added to streaming services.

You obliged since he always went along with what you wanted to do and put your needs first 95% of the time.

He perpetually gave you princess treatment and attention. Always allowing you to be the one to choose what to eat when you two were eating out. Letting you be in charge of aux when you were his passenger princess. And, he always ensures that you’re satisfied and reached your climax every single time you two had intercourse.

Dejun was consistently sweet to you. You loved him for that. He took care of you beyond well and you never took for granted his sweet nature.

Though, that’s what should make moments that surround him and his desires a bit more special. Your boyfriend rarely complains in allowing you to pick and choose most of the time. In fact, he encourages it. He loves giving you what you want and no matter what he does with you, he’s just grateful that you’re by his side.

And so, you really want to be able to sit through this 3 hour-long movie with your boyfriend, as he’d been more than eager to show you something he’s interested in.

But this genre of movie isn’t particularly your favorite. And you know Dejun is well aware it’s not really your vibe.

Which is why he has you pulled into his lap. So you could remain still and held securely in his embrace to watch this movie like a good girl.

Not only was boredom beginning to strike your brain, but you also had a habit of having the inability to stay still. You made way too many movements— whether big or small.

You squirmed so much like a worm. You often had to reposition yourself or fidget as long as you were awake and weren’t focused.

It especially was hitting you now that your ass covered by thin leggings rested over Dejun’s lap and crotch, covered in those lightweight, mesh basketball shorts he always wore when lounging around the house.

Not to mention, he was wearing a black muscle tank that tormented you by having his bare arms on display.

His left arm was currently draped over your shoulder, the palm of his hand and fingers occasionally giving you gentle touches over your own arm and shoulder.

Locking in on this movie way out of your taste was already hard enough on its own, and your boyfriend merely existing was making it even harder.

You can’t help the sexual appetite you suddenly have now. Your mind drifts off to the pretty noises your boyfriend made in bed and how his body fit so well against yours. How he loved when you tugged on his hair and massaged it. How he’s just always so good to you and it makes you want to get on your knees for him.

You just love the shit out of him and want to be buried deep inside him for life.

A sigh leaves your mouth while you crane your neck to graze your lips over his neck. Your eyelids shut as you dot feathery kisses over his skin, humming in pleasure as you do so.

Dejun’s hold on you tightens a bit once your teeth begin to nip his neck, sucking in a breath.

“Hey… what are you doing, love?” his eyes are doing their best to stay focused on the movie whilst your lips stuck over his neck like a magnet.

He was too keen on watching this movie for weeks now, but nothing stops you when lust takes over.

“Just obsessed with you.” you mumbled into his skin, continuing in kissing him up and probably leaving a mark or two in the process.

Your body begins to squirm over him, shifting your ass from side to side even within his hold in attempt to stimulate his dick to get him hard.

Your ears pick up on him swallowing hard at your actions, and you bounce over him carefully, but enough to get him to draw out a low moan.

He can feel your lips curve into a smile over his skin. Your dominant hand finds its way into his scalp, massaging it lovingly. Your other hand rests on the back of his neck.

“You’re just always so needy, huh? Always want my attention.” Dejun teases, and you remove your mouth from his neck to look him in the eyes.

“Can’t help myself, Junie. You’re so hot.” your gaze stays concentrated on his pupils, looking at him with bedroom eyes and mouth slightly parted as you grind into him. The both of you hiss at the feeling of each other’s crotch against one another and the friction created.

“Tell you what. Since you’re being all cute over my lap right now, why don’t we go take this to the bed and you can ride me?”

Your movements halt, mouth agape from his words and confidence faded away.

He smirks at your expression, and only reaches a hand down to your thigh to pat it gently.

“Since you don’t want to watch the movie I chose, the least you can do is do what I want in the bedroom. Can you do that for me, pretty?”

———————————————————————————

And so you agreed.

The two of you neglected the movie and headed to the bedroom, quickly discarding all your clothes between heated kisses and teasing.

Now, you sit in front of Dejun. His legs are spread out on either side of you, and his arms are leaned back behind him, holding himself up on the bed.

His eyes sparkled at you in anticipation. Waiting for you to split yourself open and welcome his manhood up inside you.

Though, you can only stare dumbly at his veiny cock and swallow hard.

You’re aching to feel his length inside you, but you’ve never actually rode anyone before.

You didn’t know what it felt like to be on top. And something about sinking down onto his dick just seemed really intimidating.

Taking control in this way was foreign to you. Being pampered and Dejun doing all the work was what you were used to.

The spotlight was on you. Of course you’ve seen explicit content and heard about what it’s like to be on top, but that’s it. You weren’t sure if you could execute the proper skills and avoid embarrassing yourself.

“Jun… I’ve never been on top before.” you look at his eyes with an innocent stare.

“I don’t know if I can do it, babe.” a pout forms on your lips, causing your boyfriend to chuckle.

He knows you secretly just want him to do what you’re used to. Bending you over and fucking the shit out of you. But he wants to challenge you for once.

He saw how eager you were to kiss him up and tease your ass over his crotch just a bit ago. He knows you have it in you to ride him. You can take it for him.

“You can do it, baby. I’m right here incase you need help.” he reassures you, bringing his thumb to your cheek and rubbing it sweetly.

You half smile nervously at him, still a bit hesitant at proceeding with the act of riding him.

But, you trust Dejun so much. He would never hurt you or make you feel bad. If he thinks you can do it, then you believe him.

Your dominant hand reaches for his cock. It twitches at your touch and your fingers begin to lube up his length with his own precum.

Your teeth catch your bottom lip in hold and Dejun feels hot in feeling and seeing you touch his dick and adjusting yourself over him to bring his length close to your pussy.

Cock within your hold, you start to play with the head against your folds to get you wet enough to take him, causing Dejun’s breathing to increase and you whimper at the contact.

“C’mon baby. I got you.” Dejun whispers and brings a hand to your wrist, his touch encouraging you to welcome him in.

And so you do.

He helps you put it in. You align yourself over him well with his aid and his cock head enters your hole. You hiss with eyes shut as you sink down him inch by inch, resting your legs on either side of him, and your boyfriend says nothing but words of encouragement during the process of his length stretching you out.

You let out a breath you didn’t even realize you were holding once he bottoms you out, prompting you to whine at the feeling of fullness.

“C’mere.” your boyfriend coos and you carefully lean over towards his face to connect your lips with his, each of your hands resting on one another’s body.

You two make out for a minute while you cock warm him. He lets you get used to him being inside you in this way for a moment so you could get comfortable and less tense.

And you do loosen up. Your mouth moved in sync with his own, and you begin to rock your hips back and forth, grinding over him as the desperation to get yourself off waves over you.

Your arms wrap around his neck and his hands feel all up on the curves and edges of your body while you grind over his cock.

Your hips play around with moving back and forth and moving in a circular motion, testing out the waters.

A filthy moan then leaves your mouth at the stimulation of grinding your clit, making a smirk appear on Dejun’s face as you get used to this.

“I wanna feel you fucking yourself over me. You can do that for me, can you, pretty?” his voice low.

You only whimper in response. Your hands let go from around his neck and find new settlement on his shoulders and chest.

Your hips then lift carefully, starting to move up and down over his length. Your moist pussy letting half of his length slip in and out repeatedly, but slowly.

His hands hold your hips securely, and his eyes are gleaming as he watches you work yourself up and down, mouth open while you concentrate and use his cock like a toy.

Seeing you like this is captivating. The sexual passion you have is strong.

He is in awe at how beautiful your entire being is, and dives into your right breast, beginning to kiss the soft flesh.

It adds more stimulation onto you, fucking up your brain at the pleasure being brought to your sensitive areas.

His tongue coats your erect nipple, leaving his saliva and wetness all over your breast and he then starts hungrily sucking hickeys onto the skin as best as he can, and repeating the same with your other breast. “Fucking hell, you’re gonna ruin me.” he mumbled in between attacking your mounds.

You continue to slide yourself and bounce over him, breath hitching as you do so repeatedly.

Evidently though, you’re starting to feel tired. Unfortunately for you, you don’t have good enough stamina and your thighs are starting to burn from this new position.

You sink back all the way down, beginning to go back to grinding yourself over him at a steady pace. You love the way grinding brings so much stimulation to your swollen clit, and it has you smiling. You moan and let free a couple hushed gasps in satisfaction at the feeling.

Dejun mimics your smile and groans at your neediness and desperation.

It’s turning him on in seeing you attempt to get yourself off right on top of him in full naked view, so filled up with his thick cock— working so hard to fuck yourself over him.

Though, Dejun admits that he did like seeing you bounce up and down his cock, watching his cock split you open.

As much as he loves watching you grinding right now, he thinks it’s time for him to take over.

“Love seeing you like this, pretty. But I think it’s time for me to take over, yeah?”

His hands move over to your ass cheeks, massaging them before his fingers start digging deep into the flesh.

You suddenly gasp when he lifts you up carefully over his cock, starting to slide you up and down over his length.

His hips begin to thrust upwards, fucking you at his own pace and to his own pleasure.

“Ahhh— Dejun!” you practically scream at Dejun’s sudden take over.

Your eyes concentrate on his face, watching the hunger that is deeply visible in his pupils as he follows a rhythm within his thrusts. His nails are deeply dug into your bottom as he uses his strength to lift you up and down. Groans and irregular breaths leave his throat at the feeling of your walls stroking his cock.

You can’t help but start to alternate between tightening and loosening your walls at the feeling of Dejun using his cock to his control. It’s sending him into overdrive, and makes him even hungrier for you two to reach climax. His thick brows tighten together and his chest heaved with every plunge.

“Mhm, you like when I have control— don’t you, baby?” your boyfriend grunts as he raises his hips, making him reach inside of you deeper and come in contact with your cervix.

High pitched moans escape your throat at the feeling, and you tilt yourself forward a bit. Practically gripping onto his chest and shoulders to keep yourself steady, trying not to fall over from how fucked out you are from the pure bliss he’s bringing to your pussy with his cock.

The position you’re in allows a fantastic vantage point for your g-spot. It is then that you feel that tingly tension from your clit and your groin muscles contract.

It’s starting to hurt so good. You can feel your climax coming. Tightness is present from your back down to your legs. Excess saliva builds up in your mouth from the immense pleasure coursing your body and your heart rate picks up.

“Dejun… ba-baby I’m…” tears begin to build up and cloud your vision, just like how the pressure of your boyfriend’s cock is fucking you senseless and fogging your brain from any clear thoughts. You can’t even finish your sentence and barely are able to talk.

Dejun can feel you squeeze his shaft and stares darkly at your face. He sees your fucked-out state and knows his girl is on the verge of milking his cock.

A tear manages to slip out your eye and roll down your cheek, and you whine at how full and overwhelmed you are.

This encourages Dejun to keep up his movements. Adding extra emphasis to each thrust he makes and grunting loudly at his effort and in seeing the way your body is responding to him.

Your stomach muscles clench and breasts jiggle at every movement, leaving him aroused times a million and oversexed by your body. You’re like a moving work of art to him, and he can’t help but feel the blood rushing through his cock at this beautiful, lewd scene.

“Let it out, babygirl. I’m so ready for you.” he growls out, and his words cue you to release, immediately satisfying that itch-pain pleasure that took over your body.

There’s a heat increase within your pussy as you cum. Every inch of you trembles at the feeling of your juices coming out and Dejun’s cock still moving inside you.

Your mouth is wide open in relief and from the electric shock rushing your senses.

“Oh my god—uhhh!” you moan loudly, and your boyfriend’s length begins to twitch not only from your dirty noises that are like heaven to him, but also from how his cock feels like it’s swimming inside your pussy. His shaft is practically drowning and overflowing in your cum, all drenched.

His dick starts to feel sparkly, and he continues to fuck you a bit longer as his own ejaculation is coming.

His entire face contorts, and he deeply groans once he lets go. You can feel his dick swell and grow a bit, and it spasms and pulsates with each and every hot spurt.

Your walls can’t help but squeeze over him as hard as you can while he cums inside of you.

The warmth and pressure of his semen reaches your cervix and fills you up, making it feel like your pussy is getting baked from all the heat stuffed inside of you.

After milking himself dry, he lets his body fall back onto the bed. You allow yourself to drop on top of him, chests colliding.

Both of your heartbeats are still racing from the ‘exercise’ and your legs and thighs shake, coming down from your high and the physical activity.

“You did so well for me. I got you, pretty.” Dejun moves his right hand towards your back to calm you down. His fingers come in contact with sweat glistening your spine, and you cringe at the feeling.

“God, I’m so sweaty. Don’t touch me— i’m gross.” you’re quick to say, trying to shift off Dejun but he keeps you secured over him, refusing to let go.

“We just fucked like animals and you think I care about sweat?” your boyfriend scoffs and lets out a chuckle.

He lifts his free hand towards the nape of his neck, feeling his own sweat that drenched it. He removes his hand quickly after coating his hand, and holds it in the air to show you.

“See? I’m sweaty too. It’s normal, baby.”

Rolling your eyes is the only response you give him. You rest your head against his bare chest, pressing a gentle kiss against his skin.

Your lids close for a moment, his cock still inside you. There’s no motivation in you to leave his arms or move your body. You just wanna be stuck in his embrace forever.

“Wanna go actually watch the movie this time now that you got what you wanted?” Dejun whispers.

You let out a sigh, “Nah, I think it’s time for a nap.” You snuggled your head into his chest, trying to win him over with your cuteness.

In response, he huffs out some air and without warning, brings a hand to smack your ass.

You gasp at the feeling, and hiss at the sensitivity you have from the waist down post-sex. “Dejun!” you scold him.

“Always such a brat. You’re lucky I love you.”

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[sluttyten]

toying with you

Kinktober Masterlist | Xiaojun Masterlist | Member Masterlist

tags: magical dildo, masturbation, cumming untouched, blowjobs, getting caught(?), voyeurism

length: 2973 words

Rather early on in the relationship, you’d revealed to Xiaojun the truth about you. You were a witch. Not the stereotypical spooky kind of witch illustrated in Halloween decorations and horror movies. You described it to him as being like a Harry Potter kind of witch, to which Xiaojun had immediately begun asking you Harry Potter related questions to gauge exactly what you meant. 

What you meant was that you were raised in a family of magic-users. All the women in your family were witches, all the men were wizards.

Magic was an everyday part of your life growing up, and you were homeschooled with your siblings and some of the other magical kids in your town until you reached your early teen years when you went away to a magical boarding school to learn more about your magic, to learn to control it and enhance it. So quite a lot like the Harry Potter series but without the evil wizards trying to disrupt the school year, and to your eternal disappointment (and Xiaojun’s, once you tell him) dragons still aren’t real. 

So he knows about your incredible magical powers. Xiaojun knows and frequently takes advantage of the opportunities that having a magical partner presents him. 

The power of invisibility, the power to teleport yourself from one place to the next, to summon things. You can clone things exactly. You can send him secret messages that no one else has the ability to read. Once you performed a spell that let you both share a dream, which had led to some pretty crazy and otherwise impossible sex. 

Sometimes the magic makes it easier when you’re doing long distance — when he’s traveling with the members for tour or whatever — or even when he’s just super busy with schedules and you never get any time together. 

But the easiest and best thing about your magic is when you make a magical replica of Xiaojun’s dick. 

He came over to your place very late one night after a long, exhausting schedule. As he stepped fresh and warm and damp from the shower to snuggle into bed with you, wrapping you in his arms, he’d apologized that he was gone so often. “I’m sorry, baby. I know I’m not taking care of you like I should.” 

You hardly ever got time together while he was working on their upcoming album release, and during what little time you got, he was too tired to want to have sex. You understood. That’s what your favorite toys were for, but it’s just not the same as having your boyfriend inside you, a flesh and blood hard penis. Your silicone toys just can’t satisfy you in the same way. 

“I’m sorry,” Xiaojun apologizes again, yawning sleepily, not even able to open his eyes. “You deserve more than just your toys. As soon as this album is finished I’m locking myself in here with you, and no one is allowed to disturb us until we can’t take anymore of each other.” 

He smiles still without opening his eyes when you kiss his cheek. “Wouldn’t it be nice if there were two of you? One of you could go to work, and the other could stay here with me, fuck me right, let me take you out on dates.”

Xiaojun hums pleasantly. “Or you at least wish I could leave my cock behind?”

You laugh, and comb your fingers through his hair. “That would be interesting. Use it like a toy while you’re away.”

“Sounds like fun, baby.” Xiaojun mumbles, yawning once more. “I would love that.”

Within seconds, he’s asleep, snoring softly as he holds you close. You should be right behind him in falling asleep, but the mental imagery of what you had just been talking about keeps playing over and over in your mind. And the more you think about it, the more you want it. And the more you want it, your brain begins plotting a spell to make it reality. 

You don’t steal Xiaojun’s penis. You leave it fully attached, unlike in that silly scenario. But you sit up and peel back the covers, looking down at your boyfriend’s bare body. Xiaojun’s eyebrows draw together a little at the cooler air on his skin, at the sound of your voice, and the flicker of light sparks of magic between your fingers. You whisper the spell, move your hands, and you study his dick as you form the replica. You want it to be exact. 

And within the next half hour, you have it. 

An exact working replica of Xiaojun’s dick. A magical replica. 

You put it in your bedside drawer then turn over and go back to snuggling with your boyfriend, falling asleep moments later. 

It’s a few days later, days painstakingly spent without Xiaojun, that you finally remember what you’d done that night. You forgot about the magical dildo you’d created and stuffed out of sight. And today you’re horny and missing your boyfriend, so instead of resorting to one of your typical vibrators, you settle into your bed and tug your new toy out of its hiding spot. 

It truly is just a duplicate of Xiaojun’s dick. It’s been left in the drawer, untouched, unused for days now, so as you bring him out into the light of day, he’s soft, looking a little sad and deflated. But as you lie down in your bed and look at it, as you study it up close, stroking your fingers along it and tentatively suck the tip into your mouth, you find that this toy dick reacts a lot like the real one. It feels just like him too, the weight and feel and taste of him is just the same. 

Slowly, but surely, Xiaojun’s cloned dick starts to fill out beneath your tender touches and salacious sucking. You’re playing, enjoying your time as you suck at the dick how you want, treating him like a lollipop more than anything, honestly. And you begin to wonder, can this magical dildo that acts so realistic reach climax? Can your dildo cum?

You do your damn best to find out. 

You’re lying there alone in your bed, sucking cock, with your pussy throbbing, so you start to play with yourself too. Touching your tits, sliding your fingers down between your pussy lips, gliding a teasing finger around your clit. You moan around the cloned cock, push it in a little deeper, and you swallow around it. You pull in the base of it, drawing it out of your lips a bit before plunging it back in. 

Fuck, it feels good when you’re choking around a replica of your boyfriend’s cock as you plunge two fingers into your pussy, needing to feel something. You pull the dildo out by the base, keeping your lips tight around the shaft, pausing with the tip of the toy still between your lips, you flick your tongue against the slit a few times, wishing this was really Xiaojun’s cock, wishing that he was moaning and leaking salty precum on your tongue, wishing that his hands were in your hair to shove your throat back down around his cock. 

But he’s not here, so you have to do it yourself. 

You gag only a little as you plunge the dildo all the way in, deep-throating the toy. It twitches on your tongue, and that’s the only warning you get before the dildo is cumming, shooting spurts of cum down your throat. You choke but keep trying to swallow, dragging the dildo back out of your mouth slowly, you keep sucking and licking, and the poor thing keeps cumming until at last you pull it out of your mouth so you can breathe. 

It really, really is a magical duplicate. You didn’t expect it would be able to cum. Especially not that much. And it tastes exactly right too. 

The familiar flavor of Xiaojun’s cum is heavy on your tongue as you swallow again. You’re not finished yet. 

You don’t let the dildo go soft. You keep stroking it, spit on it, and suck at the tip again. 

Your pussy is in desperate need at this point. You’re soaking wet down there even as your mouth is drooling for more too, whines of pure neediness spilling from your lips as you stroke the dildo back to full hardness. 

Fuck are you glad you did this. 

You need Xiaojun’s cock, and thanks to your incredible witchy powers, that’s exactly what you’ve got even though your boyfriend is halfway across the city. 

You suck on the tip of the dildo as you lower one of your hands down to circle your clit, to dip your fingers inside yourself, getting yourself nice and ready to be filled with the replica dildo. Your pussy is so ready for it when you finally bring the dildo from your mouth to down between your legs. But you don’t want the teasing to be over and done with just yet, so when you take the dildo in, you only give yourself a little. 

Just the shallow thrust of the magical dildo into your pussy. Barely more than the tip just resting inside of you. You swirl your fingers against your clit, the other hand you’ve got holding the dildo, using it to shallowly fuck the fake cock into you while you focus on your clit, while your pussy tries to pull the familiar shape of Xiaojun in deeper. 

When your bedroom door suddenly crashes open, revealing Xiaojun framed in the doorway, you freeze. 

“What are you doing?” He gasps, his voice loud but not angry as he staggers into the room. “What the fuck are you doing to me, baby? I was working, in the middle of the meeting when suddenly I was rock hard and throbbing, feeling like you were kneeling under the table sucking me off.” 

Xiaojun staggers towards the bed, and you can see now the bulge in the front of his pants, a darker stain there too, like he’d cum in his pants. 

He stops at the foot of the bed, staring at you, staring at the dildo in your hand. 

“You did it?” Xiaojun asks, slowly raising his gaze up from the dildo you’ve got teasing your pussy, up your body to your face. His gaze latches onto yours. “You found a way to keep my dick at home for some fun?”

You nod. “I didn’t realize it was still like… connected. I didn’t realize you’d feel everything, Dejun, or I swear I wouldn’t have done it.”

Xiaojun makes an aborted noise. His hands curl tight around the edge of the footboard of your bed. “It was so hot, though. I immediately left the meeting, hid in the restroom. When Kun came to find me, I pretended like I was sick, actively ill, so they luckily dismissed me from the meeting, and thank fuck they did. Oh my god, my manager drove me here, and I think he probably thought I was dying in the backseat. I couldn’t keep still, couldn’t keep quiet. All I could feel was your perfect lips around my cock, baby, your tongue and your warm mouth, sucking me off so good. And then I came in my fucking pants.” Xiaojun laughs. “The manager had to ask me if I was okay, and I’m a little worried I’ve probably traumatized him when he looked back there and saw me glassy-eyed and curled over my lap, moaning and breathing heavy.”

You want to move down the bed, to put your hands on Xiaojun, reel him in for a kiss. He’s looking at you right now like he’s a man starved, and you’re all he wants to eat. 

“Baby, I didn’t stop feeling you on me. Your hands and your lips, and as soon as he put the car in park, I threw myself out of the car and ran in here. Fuck. I had to see you. And here you are, fucking yourself with my cock.”

You whimper, and your hand twitches on the base of the dildo, pushing him in a little deeper. 

Xiaojun moans at the end of the bed. His knuckles go white from holding on so tightly to the footboard. 

“Go on,” he tells you, his voice gruff. “Put it in yourself, baby. I want to watch you use my cock. Fuck your pussy like you wish you had all of me.”

He stands there, watching as you push the replica of his cock all the way in. You’re wet enough that he slides right in, hugged snug by your pussy. Wet enough that you know Xiaojun can see your wetness glistening along the length of his cloned cock as you pull it out just to thrust it back in. Again and again. Your legs twitch, toes curling. You can’t keep quiet, can’t decide if you’d rather watch the dildo disappearing into your pussy or if you’d rather watch Xiaojun as he strips at the end of the bed and stands there watching you while he’s rock hard. He doesn’t touch himself, but he doesn’t have to. He can feel everything you’re doing to the dildo, and you can see his cock reacting, can see how Xiaojun’s body rocks forward slightly like he’s sinking into you, how his rigid cock drips shiny beads of precum. 

You particularly love the way Xiaojun reacts when you yank the dildo out of you and bring it up to your lips, quickly sucking the combined taste of your arousal and his wet precum off, rolling the flavor of his cock across your tongue. 

“Fuck, baby, this feels unreal. Wish you knew just how crazy this feels, to see what you’re doing, to feel it all. It’s different than normal, more intense.” Xiaojun moans and rocks his hips forward into nothing while you suck at the tip of the dildo. “Insane. Please put it back in your pussy. I wanna feel you, wanna see it.”

You obey, happy to fuck his cock again, plunging it back into your pussy while you run at your clit, knowing that you’re getting close, feeling the tingle of climax beginning to spread through you, your heart racing in your chest. 

“Come on,” Xiaojun encourages you. “You look so sexy right now, baby. I’m gonna cum again, but not until you do.”

Something inside you snaps, the thin restraint holding you back. Your climax tears through you, racing through every vein and in your bones. You keep your hold on the base of the dildo, thrusting it continuously while you’re cumming, your fingers still moving on your clit too, and you’re squirting a little around the cloned cock. 

“So hot. Need to be inside you, baby. For real.” Xiaojun groans and climbs onto the bed, his weight shifting the balance around as he moves towards you. The dildo shifts and you moan. Xiaojun almost falls forward. “I want to cum in you, baby. Can I?” 

You nod. “Yes. Pretty please, Dejun. Need it.”

You drag the dildo out, leaving your pussy open for Xiaojun to quickly refill. He sinks right into you. 

As good as it was having his exact replica inside of you, it still doesn’t compare to actually having Xiaojun. To feel him pressed hard and hot inside of you, the heat of his body settling between your thighs, his eyes on you, his hands on your body. 

The dildo in your hand twitches, maybe feeling neglected now. 

You turn your head to the side, and you bring it back to your lips. 

“Oh, fuck!” Xiaojun thrusts falter. “That is…. That’s a whole new feeling. Oh, shit.” He moans again as you suck off the dildo, as Xiaojun fucks into you. You wonder what he’s feeling right now, and whatever it is must be good. 

He cums, filling your pussy while the dildo cums across your tongue and down your throat. 

You let the dildo fall away, and Xiaojun’s cum drips from your lips, down your chin. You can tell by the look in his eyes that Xiaojun is awestruck, is in love.

He lurches forward to kiss you right as you loop your arms around the back of his neck to drag him in. 

You crash together, moaning into the kiss as Xiaojun tastes himself on your tongue, as he rolls his hips forward, filling you again and again with his cock while he fits a hand between your bodies to touch your clit until you’re falling apart beneath him, your orgasm stealing your breath away entirely. 

“Oh, God,” you sigh when Xiaojun breaks away. 

He falls into his side, facing you. “That was crazy good. Really, like it was insane. The things I was feeling. It was layered, so complex I can’t even try to explain it.” Xiaojun reaches across you and he picks up the dildo from where you left it, a strange expression on his face as he watches it go soft. “Weird, but not in a bad way.”

“Good.” You lean in and kiss him again. “Because I will definitely be using it again. It’s still not as good as actually having you here, but it’s a hell of a lot better than my regular toys.”

Xiaojun lays a kiss on your forehead. “Maybe you should make a clone of your pussy, let me have some fun so you can experience it.” 

You laugh, but damn, your boyfriend has some good ideas. Even a couple hours later after you’ve showered off and are doing things to at least pretend like you don’t want to just stay in bed with Xiaojun, all you can think about is what he’s said earlier. 

Maybe you will have to make him a clone of your pussy, an exact replica so you can see what all the fuss was about. 

a/n: I really wanted to write most of these kinktober prompts, and now that I'm actually like 11 days (or something like that) behind on them, I might keep posting them even after the month is over, but we'll see how that goes. I really wanted to write this Xiaojun one though because I've had this idea for ages ever since I saw this video on Twitter where this girl's dildo just really looked pretty realistic imo, and it's also quite inspired by The Magical Kundini series on AO3 (a Kun/Ten/YangYang relationship, so don't read it if you don't like that)

If you notice any errors or if you feel I should include some more tags/content warnings, please let me know!

I hope you enjoyed! Reblogs are deserving of my eternal gratitude, likes are greatly appreciated, and your thoughts and comments are always welcome!

[kpopsexstories]

Coming This Week: Backstage Sex with WayV Xiaojun, and NCT Chenle Masturbating in the Back of a Van

I actually got three stories for you this week: First up – in less than 12 hours – is a hot "Backstage Sex with Xiaojun" story with a pregnancy kink. You shout "impregnate me Xiaojun!" as a joke while he's performing and it catches his attention. It's a response to two different Xiaojun request 😉

Second is the next Quick Fix Gay story, about Chenle. On the way home from a group activity he gets horny in the car and decides to do something about it while the others aren't looking.

But, I realized him simply masturbating in secret isn't gay at all. So, I actually re-wrote the story and will release two versions: the original secret-masturbation story which will be a bonus "straight" Quick Fix out on Wednesday (January 29, 2025), and a new version in which Haechan notices what Chenle is doing and decides to help 🤭😏😏 The latter, gayer version, will be out on Thursday.

Monday: Xiaojun x female reader have wild sex with a pregnancy kink.

Wednesday: Chenle masturbates in the back of a van.

Thursday: Chenle masturbates in the back of a van, but Haechan catches him and gives a hand.

[theyluvangel]

Hey...😓 Can you do more of the twt links but for wayv??

WayV NSFW Twitter Links

Contains: Twitter (X) links, sub and dom WayV

Playing with Xiaojun’s nipples while he fucks you

Making Winwin jerk off in the car

Kun fingering you

Hendery fucking you with your panties on

Yangyang loves your tits

Sitting on Tens face

Yangyang misses you

Sixty-nine with Hendery

Kun may have a breeding kink

What date night with Xiaojun turns into

Ten fucking you on the counter

Trying wax play with Yangyang

Overstimulating and edging Ten when he’s all dressed up for you

A/n: idk why but the three photos I have at the top of my post look fine on my phone but they look weird on my laptop?? And I hope you enjoy anon! xx

[hencheri]

▸ 18+ mdni.

gamer!xiaojun who wears glasses... he hides you under his desk while he plays games, letting you mouth at his cock through his sweats for comfort... a big wet spot stains them, but he doesn't mind, wanting you to drool all over him like a dog. his good little pup.

you're a good girl, always so good to him, so you stay put, doing only what he allows you to; rub your face onto his crotch and suck at his clothed cock. you only get the whole thing if you're good anyway.

he's fully hard by the time the front of his sweats has turned dark grey, soaked in your spit. when he's done gaming, it's then that he decides if you've been good enough; most of the time you are, but sometimes he feels a little less kind and let you taste the pain of his palm hitting your cheek.

but today you've stayed still like he asked, kept your usual grabby hands for yourself and sucked at his cock like the messy pup that you are. so he gratefully lowers down his sweatpants, offering you his length, all leaky and sticky with pre-cum, just like you love it.

he never gives you time to breathe—a cock hungry slut like you don't deserve it, you just need your head pushed down your owner's cock until your nose is pressed against his pelvis, throat full of him. you gag and splutter around him, but he keeps you down, loving the feeling of it. loving how it gets so dirty and wet and tight.

when he cums on your face, he gladly scoops some of his release with his thumb, stuffing it in your mouth. he does this with every last bit of his cum until you're all cleaned.

he lets you hump his leg after to get your own release—that's what dirty little dogs do, and xiaojun doesn't fuck dirty cunts—but if you're lucky enough, he'll rub circles onto your clit until you inevitably end up humping his hand, too.

[honeyydrunk]

the nct fuckboy/fratboy agenda has me weakkkk omg give us more whenever u have the time ur so good!!!

ofc thank u !! they have me going delusional feral crazy barking and meowing !! let me do it for you let me write it out ANY MORE REQUESTS LEMME KNOW !!

part 1 link NCT COLLEGE FUCKBOYS PART 2 ten jeno jungwoo hendery yangyang renjun xiaojun winwin

ten lee chittaphon leechaiyapornkul is a whore. absolute whore. he's raising those neos into SLUTS. his reputation precedes him bc he is so pretty, so flexible, so ughhhhhhhhhhh !!!! like you see him for the first time and you know why people say he's got a body count bigger than his age. everyone wants to fuck himmm. he's so pretty, and even even prettier fucked out. messy hair and everything.

he's always flirting with someone new in the hallway when you see him. and like taeyong, his sex tapes get sent AROUND. people come up to him at school randomly and beg for 1 night w him. he's slept w all the neos at one point im sure about that.

you knew about how much of a SLUT bro was. but once you saw one of his sex tapes w johnny, you found yourself showed up outside of his class and begged for him. he responded that you should dm him w your application and he might get back to you about it. lee jeno 💪 bro is ur average athlete player fuckboy. THE cliche. smokes behind the benches, rich family, somehow top of the class. the one that everyone swears they won't fall for but they all want. you see a new girl on his arm each week and it hurts. but you've already fallen, it's just a matter of time. he'll start wearing you down and he didn't even know he did it. but you did. pulling the triangle technique when you lock eyes, catching you when you fall. and eventually he'll be right behind you when you shamefully admit to your friend that you want him. when he fucks you gone in his car? you know you need to get him to stay with you. you couldn't live without this. like you need his dick to even function. you've given up your life for him, just so that when he asks you're available to suck his dick.

JUNGWOO,,,, oh my god. he's so crazy. y'all remember the 2 baddies fuckboy jungwoo era. imagine that, but that's his default setting. man's still sugaring candy, but it's ur candy this time. he's sucking ur pussy if u didn't understand what doja said. he's the quiet slut. the whole school doesn't talk about him like they do mark, ten, taeyong and jeno. but when you see him? you're done for. batshit crazy delusional. his whole demeanour and personality is straight flirting, pulling his shirt up at every opportunity. the way he walks around the school with his sweet perfume trailing, he gets people going feral over him. people will just walk up and beg for him to fuck him, and ofc jungwoo obliges if they're hot enough.

he's so sweet when you taste him, like his cum is sweeter than sugar. his perfume too. everything about him is like a candy drug. a pretty moan when you suck him dry. he's so pretty and sweet that makes you cum too. genuinely, you start following him around school just so you can smell him. you don't even care it's creepy.

H E N D E R Y is the epitome of "so weird you forget he's hot." he's actually extremely popular. genuinely friends with everyone. people are a little hesitant because they know he's part of the neo slut gang, and they see him acting a little unusual special crazy. but they actually have a conversation with him and suddenly they realise, bro this guy is amazing. and jus like that he's friends with everyone.

but then, uh well here comes a strange phenomenon. you've only seen him being silly, a little whimsical even. but when you see him zoned out, or concentrating for once? ..... "oh". because you finally realise how beautiful he is. an actual prince. it's not exaggerated to say he's taken your breath away. you're in love. imagine how much it hurts to go to a party and realise that you're not the only one in the room that is. so many people had that exact experience as you. learning how beautiful he truly is, falling in love, and begging for him. you see him in the corner, zoned out from the loud music and watch one of the guys you're mutually friends with have that phenomenon right there and then, pulling him away to a cupboard.

the same thing happened 3 times that night. liu yangyang international exchange fuckboy. he doesn't realise he's a fuckboy though. with the whole funny and cute personality going on, he thinks he's just got an amazing ability to pull people. sleeping with a different person or multiple people at a party, to seeing someone new every day and asking for their instagram. bro doesn't even know about the horrendous reputation he's got. "dude people say i'm a slut? nahhh that's crazy."

yangyang is of the opinion he's just a funny chill guy. down for anything, including a little fun fuck times whenever someone asks. and while that's his reasoning, he doesn't quite understand how it looks to everyone else. a rich guy coming back from germany, taiwan, and wherever else for weekend getaway bender and driving to school in a luxury car with a new girl in it almost every day.

when he fucks? it's just like his personality. fun and hyper. bros fucking for a good time and with him it's definitely a good time. spilling cum on the luxury leather seats, tinted windows and a surround sound system. yeah,,,,, you see why he does this so often. it's genuinely so much fun. better make sure you give him a really good time though, so he invites you to his apartment next time.

renjunnie the most smug class president for some, and nct's little plaything to others. it really depends on who you ask. for people in his class, he is the most obnoxious, smug, annoying ahh know it all, with the biggest dick. (a stick up his ass which is obviously jenos). genuinely, every person he's tutored has ended up unfortunately eyeing him instead of the book. how did that end? with him being just as rude and bitchy as he fucks you. measuring how much he pleases you by how much you can answer while fucked out.

but for the ones that know of the dreamies having their way with him can't possibly see him as anything other than a little toy. the way the other six just devour that man is actually quite shocking. lowkey surprised bro can even walk.

xiaojun oh my lord. this man's moans are heavenly. you actually cum when you hear them. (lowkey think some czennie do when he hits those notes). he's part of the nct moaner gets passed around line with renjun, haechan, taeyong, and ten. horrid sex tapes.

he looks so beautiful. standing in front of the school performance during an assembly, halting everyone with his voice. if you could look around, you'd see everyone frozen. haunted by his siren song and face that launched a thousands wars. everyone in that room was looking at him, and only him. in that room, no one was in a relationship. how could they love anyone else except him.

countless marriage proposals, dowrys of billions. everyone in that room would give xiaojun the world in exchange for a sliver of his love. no joke someone has given him a car in exchange for his private instagram account. winwin bros got the cha eunwoo effect. the campus crush. he hangs out with the china line horrid fuckboys , yangyang hendery chenle. but who cares? that actually elevates his status. literally a rose in a garden of slutty ahh thorns. that's not to say he's not a giant fuckboy. he's just quieter about it.

with his quiet excuses, sneak dates an hour away, his subtle ways of affection. he says he doesn't want attention, so you can't publicly date. but that's just so the other girls won't find out. he doesn't even think he's dating you, just seeing where it goes. eventually you'll call it off, "making it easier on your friendship" you say. that's how he goes through so many girls.

taking you to a beautiful garden several hours out of the city, you think it's romantic. he uses a different phone to text with you, 'so the guys don't go through my regular one and tease you'.

enjoying the sunlight he's slowly fingering you so you're focused on his love, and not seeing what's right in front of you

tags: @stanskzorillkickyou you asked for yangyang bbg !!

prev: haechan, mark, johnny, yuta, jaemin, kun, chenle, jisung next: jaehyun doyoung, perhaps lucas sungchan shotaro

[vixlentnabi]

Wayv links !!

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Mdni and mostly idol wayv

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Whenever idol!yangyangs had a long day at work, or practice has him worked up, he tends to enjoy your company and you enjoy his rings <3

Kuns little punishment after you openly complimented one of his friends , even if it's lighthearted he wants you to be his...and only his

Your one to stay nice to all of the idols, given you are a professional makeup artist for them. But this time you display a special interest in ten, his cute smile and pretty eyes, little did you know he fucks like a bitch in heat.

Xiaojun loves to have you with him, close to him to be exact, tugging on your lips when you try to pull away, tightening his grip around your waist, or just in general holding you.

Winwin and Hendry can't help but notice your cute little frame in the proud of waterbomb, your sleek black dress certainly didn't help.

[fruithoughts]

. . . when he needs a new wallpaper

[wayvchip]

cute dates with boyfriend!wayv

kun invites you over to his apartment to cook dinner and have a relaxing wine night. except maybe it wasn't that relaxing since you both turn it into a tipsy masterchef cooking competition. although you are quite intimidated by his cooking skills, you don't let that stop you from trying your best (which wasn't very good). kun, being the nicest guy ever, lets you win. the winner chooses the loser's punishment. you make him wear an embarrassing apron that says "kiss the cook but don't touch the buns" kun complies and prays the pictures you took of him on your phone never end up in yangyang's hands, or else he would never hear the end of it.

ten loves volunteering at the animal shelter, especially a shelter with lots of cats who need extra love and attention. you and ten spend the whole day playing with the cats, feeding them, cleaning out their cages, and brushing their fur. he almost wants to adopt yet another cat or two or three, but you gently remind him this isn't in real life neko atsume so he cannot collect all the cats in the world (unfortunately). ten's eyes soften when he sees you cuddling a senior kitty and he can't help but think to himself he wants to raise many cats with you in the future.

winwin would take you to the beach on a sunny day to enjoy the light breeze and salty air until the sun sets. you notice how he doesn't even try to hide the fact that he is checking you out. winwin compliments you endlessly and gives you one of his jackets to cover up because he hates the thought of other people staring at you. throughout the day, you help each other reapply sunscreen, and you giggle whenever he struggles to squeeze the tube that barely has any sunscreen left, because it sounds exactly like someone after they eat taco bell. during moments he thinks you aren't looking, winwin manages to find a pretty pearly white seashell among the billions of grains of sand and gives it to you.

xiaojun would invite you over to his place and you guys spend the whole time building legos and geeking out over the newest flower and plant lego sets. he starts sweating when your hand accidentally touches his hand while reaching for the same lego piece, even though you guys are literally dating. silly ahh boy. after you both finish building the set in one sitting, xiaojun makes you one of his famous oreo mug cakes, and he makes sure to lightly blow on the spoonful of batter to cool it down before feeding it to you and watching you eat it (he is so whipped for you)

hendery would take you to a hong kong style cafe. it's cozy and cute, and has lots of history behind how the shop came to be what it is today. you have trouble deciding what to order since you are unfamiliar with cantonese food but hendery excitedly explains each dish in detail just for you. once you decide what to get, hendery orders for you in cantonese, which makes you fall in love with him all over again. his eyes light up when you show interest in learning a few canto phrases and he feels his heart melt a little when you repeat after his words and ask if your pronounciation was okay.

yangyang loves going to the arcade section in the amusement park. the bright, colorful lights, silly circus music, and sound effects from the machines makes him feel like he's reliving his childhood again. yangyang tries to show off his claw machine skills because he wants to impress you. he literally tries so hard and finally wins a plushie for you after his like eleventh attempt. while yangyang is rambling on about how the "claw machine was rigged" and how "it wasn't a skill issue" on his part, you give him a quick kiss on the cheek, which makes him shut up immediately and start blushing furiously.

[yongvillage]

hi slaterrr <3 i love ur works, ur talented bb, i had a thought or two about dejun if ur interested

xiaojun who’s a loser and keeps to himself mostly, nerdy nd gets picked on, but jerks off to your pics when he’s alone, stealing ur sweatshirt that u left in class and stroking himself in his room to the scent of u… stuff like that :3 i just know he’ll be giddy when he gets his hands on u too

(ps, do u do emoji anons? if so, could i be 🩰 anon? if not, that’s perfectly fine too xx)

AHHH hii anon, im so happy u like my works this ask means sm to me tyyyy 🥲💘

also i have been thinking abt doing emoji anons so congrats !!! ur the first one hehe 🩰

this one turned out a little longer than usual but i js had too much fun with this ask LOL i love loser dejun

ⓘ nerd!xiaojun x reader

perversion, mating press, unprotected sex, degradation (m. receiving) if you squint

wc 1.6k

you'd always see loser!xiaojun near your locker, peeking over his textbooks as he would frantically push his glasses up and look away nervously when you walked by.

he wasn't the loud or outgoing type, instead, he liked to watch from a distance. he'd savor the moment, admiring how effortlessly beautiful you were before the inevitable happened. before the same group of jocks would come by and knock his belongings out of his hands, yelling out ludicrous and malicious insults as they walked away. you'd always turn your back before you saw, though, paying him no mind as he scrambled to pick up his countless books.

thankfully, you only had one class with him, grateful that you didn't have to spend too much time around that creep. you'd heard rumors, about how he supposedly stalked girls around school and spied through their windows. they sounded a little foolish, but it was better to be safe than sorry, so you kept your distance.

as class finished up, you quickly packed all your things in your backpack, getting out of your seat, and you were in such a rush you forgot your sweatshirt. it sat idly on your desk, and xiaojun almost jumped out of excitement as he saw you exit the room for good, eyeing you, and then the sweatshirt.

he stalled for a bit, taking extra long to pack up his own things as he waited for everyone to pour out. once he felt the coast was clear, he snatched the sweatshirt, the scent of you already making him slightly delirious. he tripped on his own feet as he hastily ran out of the classroom, eager to go home.

he'd waste no time, shutting his bedroom door as he sat at his desk, pulling his pants down all the way to his ankles. his dick was flushed and leaking copious amounts of precum, and xiaojun wondered what you'd say, or what you'd do, if you were here. he pictured you watching him stroke his hard cock as he pressed your sweatshirt tightly against his nose, greedily inhaling the smell of your perfume, bodywash, and everything else your assumedly smoothe and supple skin had to offer his senses.

xiaojun swore he'd came in less than 30 seconds, the quickest he'd ever finished. but he didn't stop there, he didn't stop for the next three hours until his unknowing mother called him down for dinner.

-

it wasn't until two weeks later in the library when your friends dared you to talk to him, proclaiming that he'd "probably piss his pants the minute you came in a 6 feet radius of him." you laughed, shrugging their comments off as you casually walked up to him. his head was buried in a textbook, his hand hurriedly scratching down notes.

"hey."

xiaojun didn't hear you, seemingly too focused on his studying. you tapped him on the shoulder twice.

"hello?"

his head shot up, and his face turned red and sweaty in an instant as he became frenzied, his hands scattering across the table as he began shutting books and putting stuff away in his backpack. he stood up, clasping his hands in front of his crotch.

"h-hi," he pushed up his glasses, yet his eyes never once met yours. you almost felt bad, ignoring your friend's giggling behind you.

suddenly an idea came over you, smirking as you spoke, "would you wanna come over to my place tonight?"

xiaojun's wide eyes finally looked up at your face, before quickly looking back down again.

"f-for what? um, if you'd like homework answers i-i could just message them to you."

you chuckled, "no, i meant, like, have sex."

xiaojun chokes, going into a full blown cough attack. you stared patiently as his coughs died down and he looked back at you, droplets of sweat beginning to form on his temples and neck.

"w-what?"

"i mean, unless you don't want to, that's totally fine too," you tested, bititng back a smile as you watched how xiaojun's eyes grew even wider.

"no!" he yelled suddenly, a few other people in the library whipping their heads around to shush the two of you.

"so, i guess that's a yes?" you asked coyly

xiaojun nodded frantically, "y-yeah, i would like to have, um..."

"it's okay, you can say it."

"s-sex. i would like to have sex with you."

you gave him a proud smile, winking once before whispering in his ear, "i'll meet you outside the library after school. you can walk me to your house."

-

the walk to xiaojun’s house was amusing for you, and painful for xiaojun. you had told him to lead the way, and it was relatively silent, with xiaojun periodically lifting his eyes to look at you and seeing that you were already looking at him, thriving off of his shyness. he held his textbooks tightly over his crotch, hiding how hard he was.

a million scenarios played out in his head of what he would do to you once you two arrived, but when the time actually came, he just stood there. xiaojun had never felt like such a stranger in his own room.

you plopped onto the edge of his bed, eyeing him with your legs crossed as you leaned back on your hands.

as soon as you gave him permission to touch you though, it was like letting a dog out of it’s cage. xiaojun quickly got started on undoing his pants, pulling them down to his knees.

you suppressed a moan at the sight, bringing a hand down to rub at your clothed clit.

“fuck, just let me finger myself first, need to get myself stretched out for you,” you spoke in a sultry tone, sliding your shorts down your legs and spreading your legs open as he resumed to touch yourself.

xiaojun watched in awe, and you stared curiously as he hadn’t seemed to touch himself, not even once.

you giggled airily, “it’s okay, you can touch yourself.”

xiaojun shook his head quickly, “c-can’t.”

you looked up at him, your middle and index finger inching towards your wet hole as you started fingering yourself slowly.

“ah, and why’s that?” you moaned through your words, your fingers picking up the pace.

“i-i’ll cum too quick,” xiaojun gritted out, his hands balling up at his sides. you laughed at his self restraint, being quickly interrupted by a moan as you tipped your head back when your fingers curled inside you.

“mm, s-so well behaved,” you panted, peeking at xiaojun. your words and actions clearly took a toll on him, his red and sweaty face bringing you near your orgasm.

it only took a few more seconds before you came. your hips spasmed and legs trembled as you gave your clit one last, soothing rub, before reaching up to tug on xiaojun’s cock.

he grunts, his hands hesitantly resting on your knees as you did all the work, aligning his leaky tip to your entrance. xiaojun lost all self control in that moment, just the simple touch of your hot hole causing his hips to slam forward, knocking the wind out of you.

“shit,” he whispers out, almost strangled as he stared down at where the two of you met.

“m-move, xiaojun, please,” you panted out, hands coming to grip onto the back of your knees.

your words set off like a trigger to a gun in xiaojun’s mind, his hands suddenly slapping yours away and putting you into a mating press, his hips snapping into you at a brutal pace.

you looked up at xiaojun’s face, beads of sweat traveling down his cheeks and sideburns. the both of you were breatheless, hyperventilating at xiaojun’s newfound, animalistic thrusts.

“fuck, s-slow.. slow down, ah!” you moaned, your nails ripping at xiaojun’s navy sheets. his dick poked you in all the right places, and his crushing weight left you choking on your moans.

it looked like xiaojun wanted to say something, but all that came out was incoherent murmurs of curses and proclamations of how good you felt. his glasses fogged up and began sliding down his face, one of his hands coming off of the back of your knee to quickly slide them back up to the top of his nose bridge.

“you think about this? think about fucking me like this?” you managed to choke out, a lazy smile plastered on your face as you brought your hands up to xiaojun’s shoulders, nails raking up and down his back.

“fuck, s-so much,” he panted, mouth hanging open as his hips crashed onto the back of your thighs, hands grasping and kneading the plush of them, “y-you don’ even know…”

you whimpered at xiaojun’s words, your stomach beginning to twist and turn as your moans got especially loud, signaling that you were close.

xiaojun’s stutters and spurs, the only words you were able to make out being cum. you hummed contentedly.

“please let me cum in you, p-please, need to, need to cum i-inside,” he rambled unintelligibly, his thrusts growing sloppy and untimed.

you nodded wordlessly, too weak and spent to give him a spoken answer. you were on birth control anyway, and the thought of xiaojun pulling out now made you unsatisfied.

suddenly, all at once, both you and xiaojun cum at the same time. your eyes rolled to the back of your head, back arching off of the bed as your limbs trembled. pants and moans echoed throughout his room, and you whined at the sticky, hot cum flooding your cunt. but before you had any time to recover, xiaojun turns you over on your stomach, his ruthless pace picking back up, giving you no time to even breathe.

a black, stained sweater at the front of xiaojun’s bed catches your eye, and you can’t shake off the feeling of how familiar it looked.

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