#sub!lim jaebeom
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defdreamz · 4 years ago
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authors note. if you liked this fic, then please rb or send an ask validating it <3 it’ll make my day if you could validate my works !! also, i love interacting w my followers, so just send an ask or something and talk to me !!
authors note x2. i rlly love this one !! this is the 4th time i wrote it, and i rlly like this version !! thanks to @nct99 for helping me revise and giving me feedback <33
authors note x3. (kinda a part two/sequel thing to ‘look’... 🧁 anon gave me this idea!)
word count. 1096
content. sub!jaebeom, sub!jinyoung, dom!reader, amab!reader, edging, use of toys, voyeurism (?), oral (m receiving), praise, and more!
summary. jinyoung walks in on you and jaebeom... and stays for a while.
tagging. @nct99 @sub-hoshi-enthusiast @foenixs @silencefavarchive
it’s unbelievable how needy you could make him. got7’s intimidating and scary leader, lim jaebeom, pliant under your rough touches.
he’s on his hands and knees, moaning loudly as he takes what you give him. he’s stroking himself through it, not that it’d matter much; there’s a cockring snug around his base that prevents him from having a full orgasm anyway.
“getting close, beomie? gonna make a mess of yourself?” you ask, using one hand to hold his hips to yours as you fuck into him, while the other is teasing his sensitive nipples.
his moans increase in pitch, and you know he’s close. he chokes on a scream, arms tending as he grips the sheets between his fingers. he experiences a dry orgasm, trembling in sensitivity as you continue.
“s-so, hah, good,” he whimpers, gasping as he feels your lips on his neck, draping yourself over him. your hips are working into him so deeply, and his mind is going blank.
the sound of a door opening distracts the both of you. jaebeom freezes and tenses, while you smirk devilishly.
jinyoung stands at the doorway, staring wide eyed at the sight before him, and you notice the way his pants seem to get tighter. “y-you told me to come over- i didn’t know you were- i’ll just-“ jinyoung stammers awkwardly, blushing and turning away. “stay.”
he stops, turning back toward you and meeting your eyes. you look him up and down, taking note of the way he quickly hardens in his pants. “need help with that, jinyoungie?” you ask, and he nods slowly, avoiding your eyes. “on the bed.” you mutter, keeping your hands on jaebeom so he wouldn’t be too needy.
he kneels onto the bed, thighs spread slightly. “touch yourself, and if you’re good, then maybe i’ll let you cum soon. is that okay with you?” you ask, and he nods, slyly moving his hand to palm himself over the fabric of his jeans.
your hips start their pace again, slow and steady. jaebeom moans some more, matching your rhythm. jinyoung moans from beside you, breathing harshly between sounds. “do you know how pretty you are, jinyoung? jae and i have been wanting to make you ours for the longest now- fuck,” you groan, cursing when jaebeom clenches around you.
jinyoung whimpers at the praise, chewing on his bottom lip as he pushes his pants down some more and pulls his fully hard cock from his boxers, stroking himself in time with your thrusts.
“so pretty for me ‘nd jae, right?” you whisper, and jinyoung nods. “pretty for only you and beomie,” he agrees, fucking into his tight fist.
jinyoung edges himself, taking his hand away from his cock as his hips buck pathetically at the denied high. “good boy, youngie. holding yourself off for us.” you groan, not too far behind your own high, feeling the warmth low in your stomach. “isn’t that right, beom. nyoung is being such a good boy,” you tease, and jaebeom gasps sharply. “y-yes! jin-jinyoung is being so good,” he answers brokenly.
jinyoung is whimpering and whining, mouth parted as moans leave his plump lips. he’s obediently touching himself as you asked, and edging himself when he gets too close.
and jaebeom is crying. fat tears streaming down his face in both desperation and frustration. every thing is both not enough and too much; and it drives him crazy.
he chokes on a sob when he feels you pull out, tilting your head back as you cum onto the sheets.
jinyoung is gripping the sheets between his fingers, cock throbbing as precum drops down his shaft he edged himself twice, being as obedient as he could be.
“good boys,” you mutter, pulling away. “ready to cum?” you ask, and they both nod, jaebeom sneaking a glance at jinyoung who’s bashfully avoiding both of your stares.
“jinyoung, get on your knees in front of jaebeom. make him cum, and then you can.” you order, taking time to snap the cockring off of jaebeom before the boys scramble to get in position.
jaebeom presents his needy and red cock to jinyoung, and jinyoung needs no more order before he’s teasingly mouthing at jaebeom’s cock. jaebeom jolts in turn, melting into the sheets as he feels jinyoung’s mouth.
“good boys, doing exactly what i asked.” you praise, carding your fingers through jaebeom’s hair, while he does the same to jinyoung.
jinyoung is stroking himself slowly as he blows jaebeom, and his need to cum becomes overwhelming as he works harder to get jaebeom to cum too.
jaebeom pushes his hips into jinyoung’s mouth, and jinyoung doesn’t mind at all. he bobs his head a few times, before going all the way down and holding himself their momentarily, humming around jaebeom.
jaebeom curses, leaning his head onto your shoulder for support as he gets closer and closer.
“c-cumming! oh fuck-!” he exclaims, thighs shivering as he empties himself into jinyoung’s throat, eyes closing tightly as he rides out his orgasm.
jinyoung sits steadily below him, his own thighs spread slightly as his cum makes a mess of his fingers. jinyoung pulls off of jaebeom, swallowing and looking up at the both of you.
you help him into the bed, and he hides his face, only speaking up a moment later. “do- do you guys want me to leave?” he asks, voice raspy but somehow still soft. “no, not unless you want to...” jaebeom says gently, clasping hands with him and lacing their fingers together.
“are either of you up for a bath? we can all talk and sort everything through after the sheets are clean.” you say, and both boys agree, allowing you to draw them a bath while you took care of the sheets.
the process didn’t take long. after they’d gotten out of the bath, you’d dressed them in some of your shirts, and the three of you promptly rested on clean sheets.
“what now?” jinyoung asks, lips forming their natural pout as his head is on your chest. jaebeom smiles into your skin, sneaking a glance at jinyoung.
“we’re you serious about having wanted me in your guys’ relationship?” he questions, chewing on his lips. “we were. we both took a liking to you, and after a talk, we decided that we both wanted you in our relationship. if, and only if, you wanted to be in it.” you explain, holding him close. “i-i do. i want to be with the both of you,” he admits, looking at both you and jaebeom with the utmost love and adoration.
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vanillaknj · 4 years ago
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can you do smth smutty w/ got7 (a reaction)? i don’t really have any idea but i’m sure you’ll make it amazing!
got7 and their (slightly) hidden kinks
a/n — i took this and ran with it lmao i hope you enjoy, anon! please excuse all spelling mistakes!!
includes — sub!got7, dom!reader, gn!reader, (jaebeom’s is fem!reader, so i apologize), daddy kink, bondage, degrading, breeding kink, pegging, and much more-
mark tuan — breeding
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mark loves the feeling of you filling him up, artificial cum or not, he absolutely loves it. his orgasms are also more intense when you cum inside of him, which is why it’s mostly saved for special occasions.
he likes it mainly because it’s an intimacy thing. when you’re filling him up, he feels impossibly closer to you in a sense. he feels like he’s truly yours and vice versa.
lim jaebeom — pegging
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jaebeom is normally a service top, we know this, but there are times where he wants to be taken care of. not to say that you aren’t taking care of him when he’s your service top, but sometimes he wants to be pampered too, especially since it takes the edge off him being the leader.
that being said, there are times where he acts needier and clingier and you have to catch on to the fact that he wants to be pegged. during the scene, his moans are a lot louder, but it takes a bit to coax them out at first. babie just wants to be babied, that’s all-
jackson wang — pet play
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okay he’s the reason i put ‘slightly’ in the title. we all know that jackson does nothing to hide his pet play kink. call him pup or puppy in that voice, and he’s going to become a needy mess.
he’s your obedient babyboy, he’s never gonna act out or anything. he’s also willing to do literally anything you want. as long as he remains your pup, he has no problem with anything you want to do to him.
park jinyoung — daddy kink
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okay hear me out 🧍🏾‍♀️ he has a thing for calling his s/o daddy. the word just roll off his tongue, all silky and smooth. of course he’d never let you know about it, he’s a sassy brat, and it’s something you need to figure out on your own.
imagine just fucking him against a wall, and he’s about to come for the second time. he’s eeekly grasping at your arms as he lets his head rest against the wall. he jolts when he feels the tip his his sensitive spot, gasping out a moan before he whispers a broken “daddy...” before coming both of your abdomens.
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hyunjinthevisual · 6 years ago
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J J PROJECT . 진영 & 재범 (제이비) That is all.
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jaebebs · 6 years ago
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Jus2
MINI ALBUM
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TEASER IMAGE
#Jus2 #Jus2_FOCUS
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hwangyeonjun · 3 years ago
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masterlist to my 2021 kinktober.
disclaimer: all works are work of fiction. i do not claim any of these people and in no way do i say and/or think that they act this way in real life.
all of these works will contain suggestive and/or filthy content so if you’re a minor please do not interact with this masterlist and works from it.
also english is not my native language, so i apologise for my mistakes and lack of vocabulary.
© HWANGYEONJUN, 2021-2023. All rights reserved. All original written works posted on this blog are protected under the international copyright law. I do not allow any reposts, translations or derivatives of my work, regardless of credited or not.
NAVIGATION
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01 - daddy kink (choi yeonjun x reader)
02 - possessiveness (jeon jungkook x reader)
03 - choking (choi beomgyu x reader)
04 - bondage (jung wooyoung x reader)
05 - temperature play (hwang hyunjin x reader)
06 - hair pulling (seo changbin x reader)
07 - overstimulation (jay x reader)
08 - size kink (choi soobin x reader)
09 - thigh riding (lee minho x reader)
10 - sex toys (kim seokjin x reader)
11 - degradation (kim hongjoong x reader)
12 - praise kink (park jimin x reader)
13 - blowjob (choi san x reader)
14 - hand kink (yang jeongin x reader)
15 - public sex (kang yeosang x reader)
16 - breeding kink (kim taehyung x reader)
17 - threesome (jung wooyoung x reader x choi yeonjun)
18 - somnophilia (park seonghwa x reader)
19 - corruption kink (bang chan x reader)
20 - mutual masturbation (lee heeseung x reader)
21 - mirror sex (park sunghoon x reader)
22 - dry humping (jung hoseok x reader)
23 - edging (kim namjoon x reader)
24 - cock warming (min yoongi x reader)
25 - vanilla sex (kim seungmin x reader)
26 - voyeurism (choi jongho x reader)
27 - cunnilingus (jake x reader)
28 - shower sex (felix x reader)
29 - hate sex (han jisung x reader)
30 - blindfolding (kang taehyun x reader)
31 - role play (jeong yunho x reader)
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BONUS
32 - food play (mark tuan x reader)
33 - punishment (lim jaebeom x reader)
34 - making love (jackson wang x reader)
35 - riding (park jinyoung x reader)
36 - squirting (choi youngjae x reader)
37 - phone sex (bambam x reader)
38 - dom/sub (kim yugyeom x reader)
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santoteez · 2 years ago
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Santoteez’s Kinktober 2022
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It’s that time of the year again !! I am excited to bring you all yet another Kinktober :) Last year was strictly Sub!Idol, but I have switched it up this year. Will there be Sub!Idol? I don’t know, guess you’ll have to read and find out! This year we have:
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Oct 1: Chwe Vernon of SEVENTEEN [Quickie, semi-public College!AU]
Oct 5: Chae Hyungwon of MONSTA X [Office Sex, CEO!AU]
Oct 8: S. Coups (Choi Seungcheol) of SEVENTEEN - [Gym Sex]
Oct 12: Kim Jungwoo of NCT [Overstimulation, Choking]
Oct 15: Song Mingi of ATEEZ [Stuck Sex, MatainanceMan!AU]
Oct 19: DK (Lee Seokmin) of SEVENTEEN  [Vampire!AU, Corruption kink]
Oct 22: JAY B (Lim Jaebeom) of GOT7  [DILF!AU]
Oct 26: Kim Mingyu of SEVENTEEN [Car Sex]
Oct 29: Lee Taeyong of NCT  [Body Worship]
Oct 31: Choi San of ATEEZ  [Temperature Play, Thigh riding]
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Same as last year, links will be added as the fics become available. This list will also be available on my main masterlist, underneath the masterlist for 2021. Looking forward to another successful October <33
-Pluto
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rainy-bangbeom · 3 years ago
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Guess Who? | Lim Jaebeom & Park Jinyoung (m)
pairing(s): Lim Jaebeom x Fem!Reader x Park Jinyoung
genre: Smut 
warnings: Explicit sexual content (18+), mature language, Dom!Jaebeom, Dom!Jinyoung, sub!Reader, threesome (mmf), unprotected sex (please remember to always practice safe and protected sex), sensation play, blindfolds, marking. slight manhandling, light breast play, impact play including spanking and pussy slapping, fingering (f), JJ Project as teasing bastards
word count: 1,2k
synopsis: Your boyfriends come up with a game that promises a favorable reward… that is, if you manage to pass the challenge
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“So the game is simple—you’ll be blindfolded, and have to guess who’s touching you…” You shiver beneath the lustful mirth of Jaebeom’s dark gaze, gulping when his dexterous tongue darts out to swipe across his lips. “If you guess right, then you get to cum tonight. If you don’t, well…”
“You’ll have three chances.” Jinyoung picks up his explanation, moving across the room to join your seat on the bed. He reaches up to cup your cheek in his palm, and you welcome his chilled touch against your burning skin. “Lose any one of the three, and I’m sure you know what will happen…” 
“What if I really can’t tell?” You murmur, earning a chorus of chuckles from both men. Jinyoung drags his hand from your cheek to the back of your neck as Jaebeom saunters toward your perch, spinning the black, velvet blindfold on one finger with the enthusiasm of a child receiving a new toy. He kneels to your level, his predatory stare leering into your own, before shrugging his shoulders with a smirk that only means trouble: 
“Then it’s game over, baby.” 
After a final check of spoken consent, Jinyoung assists Jaebeom in covering your eyes with the soft mask. Almost at once, your body grows eager at the absence of sight, ears becoming sensitive to the sounds of your surroundings. You hear the clatter of a belt being undone, likely belonging to Jinyoung, as well as multiple occurrences of rustling fabric. Your heart practically leaps from your chest as a pair of lips brushes against the shell of your ear, the warm breath forcing more shivers down your spine. 
“And remember, sweetheart, no touching…” 
Your brain is too clouded to identify the owner of the deep voice, more so when a hand suddenly shoves you backward. Your back collides into that of a broad chest as another pair of hands snake forward to rid you of your shirt. Eager fingers immediately slide underneath the cups of your bra, toying with your nipples and pulling an array of whines from your throat. You hold back a loud moan as one of the men attacks your neck, easily locating your sweet spot with his teeth and proceeding to suck his claim into the flesh. 
It takes every bit of your energy to focus on the task at hand. Neither party specified whether or not they would be touching you separately or together—probably on purpose as to add another level of difficulty on your end. Even so, you can effortlessly tell that it’s Jaebeom fondling your breasts due to the length of his fingers and Jinyoung at your neck since he has a habit of leaving marks. You make sure to voice your claim aloud. 
Jaebeom’s chuckle bleeds into your ears.
��“Mm, smart girl… What do you say we make it a bit more difficult? Hm, Jinyoungie?...”
Jinyoung smiles against your throat and hums, “It’s only fair… Can’t go too easy on you, sweetheart…” 
In a matter of seconds, you’re flipped over onto your stomach and bent across the mattress with your toes barely reaching the floor. A borderline shriek cascades from your lips as a hand comes down hard on your clothed ass before moving down to strike against your thigh. You fist at the bedsheets, partly to ground your ever-growing foggy mind and partly to avoid reaching back to touch whoever is taking their frustrations out on your behind. After a couple more spanks, the heavy hands move to peel both your sweatpants and underwear from your legs, revealing your likely soaked cunt to the cool air. You catch a whispered curse from one of your companions, but it's too hushed to make out who it belongs to. You know they’re deliberately remaining silent to confuse you further. 
“F-Fucking—!” Your gasp echoes through the bedroom, ringing in your hypersensitive ears, as a hand proceeds to land hit after hit to your quivering heat. With each strike, his fingers strike ever so deliciously over your clit, spreading a sick sense of satisfaction through your pleasure-drunken body. Before you can wonder if you can cum with just the spanks alone, your companion retracts his touch and instead smooths his palm across the marred skin of your ass. 
“Guess who, darling…”  
You barely catch the words as the perpetrator’s digits trail between your ass cheeks, just barely brushing across your puckered rim, before traveling further between your wet slit. Your mind turns to mush when he pokes the tip of his finger past your entrance, only to pull back and circle your clit instead. Although the action is brief, it provides you enough information to make your second guess: 
“It’s—shit—it’s Jinyoung…” 
Jinyoung offers a rewarding pat against your mound. 
“Impressive, sweet girl… You’re two for two…” 
“Just one more right answer and we’ll make you cum as many times as you want…” You sigh at Jaebeom’s promise, arching upward when you feel him lean down to litter an array of gentle pecks along your spine. “Let’s see if you can win this game with flying colors, baby…” 
You hear them shuffle around for a moment, getting into position for the third and final round, and you can’t decide whether their meticulous planning brings you excitement or apprehension. You don’t have the chance to dwell on the thought, being snatched back into reality as something suddenly enters your pussy. 
A blend of curses and moans leave your lips at the intrusion. You tear at the blankets with enough strength to tear the fabric before thrusting your hips back to engulf more of the mystery appendage. It’s obviously a cock, though you can’t tell whether it belongs to Jaebeom or Jinyoung, too distracted by the way it stretches your walls so perfectly. It certainly doesn’t help when your companion begins to grind his hips against your ass, effectively driving his member against a sensitive spot inside your core. 
“Who’s fucking you, pretty girl?... Is it Jinyoung?” 
“Or is it Jaebeom?...”
You silently curse the duo as their individual comments enter either side of your ears, so there’s no way to differentiate who’s really driving you into the mattress. You attempt to rely on your previous knowledge instead, remembering how Jinyoung typically prefers a slower, steady pace similar to the current one. However, Jaebeom has a habit of pressing inside all at once, especially when you’re aroused as you are currently. You settle on your answer when a hand moves to hold your hips, gripping the flesh to pull your hips back to meet his strokes. 
“J… Jinyoung…” 
A deep snicker sends goosebumps of terror across your skin. 
“Wrong, baby…” 
“Wh-What!?” You wince as the blindfold is ripped from your eyes, revealing a smirking Jinyoung sitting on the mattress in front of you. He chuckles at your bewildered expression before petting your sweaty forehead with an alluring purr: 
“You know what that means, precious…” 
Jaebeom cackles from behind, still nestled inside your core, and leans down to press a sloppy kiss against your shoulders. Although the blindfold is no longer shielding your gaze, you’re still very aware of the bruising, hungry grip he currently has on your ass. 
“Game over, princess… And as the winners, Jinyoungie and I will be claiming our hard earned prize…” 
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peachybun-bun · 3 years ago
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5. edge
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For me it’s Han.
Ooo Han is a good choice.
M: We couldn't decide if this meant who we would edge or be edged by so decided to do both.
edge : Baekhyun. I think he would sound so pretty. So whiny and I want to hear that. I swear these ones where I would have someone a bit more being a bit more sub to me are more difficult for me to answer but I thought really hard about this one and then I was like as pretty as he sounds singing imagine him begging and whining and I was like...yep.
be edged by: I.M (Changkyun) because...just imagine him like laying you down on the bed and you started whining about it and he just scolds you. Telling you too stay still or he won't ever let you cum. I'll be back I need some water.
S:
edge : Wooyoung. It’d just be fun. He would definitely do something to deserve it, so his whines will be heard very loudly. The power I could hold over him...
be edge by: Y’know, Lee know. Because he’d make it worth it 100% and ten times over. He would just... want to hear you beg for it. And when he finally lets you, he’ll just praise you and call you the sweetest things. Yes, please.
P: 
edge : It is a hard, hard tie between Han Jisung and Lee Felix. They are just meant to cry from overstimulation. I know  I’m basic, but there’s a reason for it. 
be edge by: Lim Jaebeom. enough said. 
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honey-subs · 4 years ago
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Got7 as Subs
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Lim Jaebeom
。・:*˚:✧。 surprisingly obedient, he has his bratty moments/days, but for the most part he’s obedient. most likely to push your buttons when he’s needy, because he doesn’t like to show it verbally. i also thinks he’s a service top.
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Mark Tuan
。・:*˚:✧。 really obedient. wouldn’t dream of being a brat, because he revels in your rewards. he gets really pouty and quiet when he’s needy for you, and will not hesitate at all to ask you if you’re in public. i see him as a service top as well, who likes to bottom sometimes as well.
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Jackson Wang
。・:*˚:✧。 also not a brat. i think his energy and excitement can get him in trouble sometimes and it comes off as him being a brat, but honestly, he’d must trying to be good for you. i think he’s equally a top and bottom, doesn’t care which one.
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Park Jinyoung
。・:*˚:✧。 a brat. not as much as bambam, but definitely bratty. i see him as more of a bottom than service top, though. he does have days where he wants to be good, but that’s really, really rare.
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Choi Youngjae
。・:*˚:✧。 the most obedient out of them all. like i’m not even joking, no one could even pay him to be disobedient towards you. he’d do whatever you ask, too. i see him as a service top because just lives to to please, he puts your pleasure before his own.
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Bambam
。・:*˚:✧。 a really, really, really bratty bottom. is only obedient when he’s really, really needy but other than that, he’s so bratty. the word obedient isn’t even in his vocabulary. (is a bottom because he loves being runined by you)
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Kim Yugyeom
。・:*˚:✧。 perfect mix of both bratty and obedient. since he’s so young, he’s still working out what he likes and dislikes, so he’d also be equally service top and bottom. when he’s needy, he’s n e e d y, which happens often and is when his brattiness comes out full throttle.
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drwannable · 7 years ago
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Song Recommendations by Wanna One (2/11): [ENG]
Park Woojin recommends “Tomorrow, Today” by JJ Project
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defdreamz · 4 years ago
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look. lim jaebeom.
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authors note. it would mean a lot to me if you could validate my works! please rb them with nice words or even send an ask! it would make my day <3
word count. 329.
content. sub!jaebeom, dom!amab!reader, pet play, humiliation, mentions of exhibitionism, dumbification, use of toys, and more.
summary. jaebeom likes the thought of someone seeing him be such a mess for you.
tagging. @sub-hoshi-enthusiast, @silencefavarchive
“tell me, jaebeom. what would your friends think if they saw you like this?” you ask, angling your hips to deliver a particularly sharp thrust into his sweet spot. his mouth parts and his head drops, and his hair frames his face almost angelically.
“i asked you a question.” you tell him, stilling as you’re buried deep into him. he gasps, hands reaching out to grasp the sheets.
“i-i don’t- i can’t-“ he groans, back arching as he tries to take more of your cock. “p-please-“ he whispers, voice thin and on the verge of cracking. “can’t what? think? yet you’re still begging for my cock. pathetic.” you tease, and he whines. the noise comes from deep within him and laced with need.
“dumb kitten.” you sigh, finally pulling back, only to push back in almost immediately. it tears a moan from the male and causes his thighs to quiver. “what if, say… jinyoung? came in here to see you like this. such a mess, and fucked dumb. what would he think? his leader, the infamous lim jaebeom being such a cockslut.”
he keens, eyes rolling back while his cock spurts put another dribble of precum. “i-i need to cum! please-“ he whispers, cock twitching and leaking the more you fuck him. the cock ring that’s snug around the base of his cock prevents him from getting the release he desperately craves.
you have mercy on the boy, reaching down to take off the cock ring. you’re unforgiving with the way you fuck him, reaching down to jerk his cock quickly.
“please, please-“ he begs continuously, desperate. “go ahead, kitten. be good cumslut and make a mess.” you tell him, and at your words, his arms give out and he falls into the mattress, hips jerking as he cums on his abdomen. the sight alone as you cumming too, filling him up with cum.
after taking a moment to breathe, then starts your journey into aftercare.
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vanillaknj · 4 years ago
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exhibitionism — lim jaebeom
includes — sub!jaebeom, dom!reader, exhibitionism, pegging, teasing, etc.
a/n — not me loving tf out of this drabble😩 enjoy, and please excuse all spelling mistakes!
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“you have to be quiet, jae.” you whisper into his ear as your chin is perched on his shoulder. his long hair is sticking to his forehead from the small amount of sweat that gathered above his brow.
normally, it wasn’t a problem for jaebeom to be quiet, as he wasn’t a very verbal or loud person. however, the circumstances that he was currently in caused him to be incredibly aroused.
the both of you were in the bathroom, just a few feet away from your friends who were in the living room, chatting amongst themselves.
“they’re right outside, beomie. you wouldn’t want them to hear you, would you?” you tease, slowly pressing the tip of the strap-on into him.
his hands are gripping tightly onto the marble counter of the sink, and he’s looking at himself in the mirror, eyes widening as he feels you push inside of him. “or, maybe you would…” you try, not missing the way his head drops at the mention.
“hm, all it takes is one slip up, just one, for you to moan just a little too loudly; for you to even give them the slightest hint that somethings wrong.” the thrusts of your hips are almost painfully slow, but hard and punishing all the same. “then, oops. someone comes in to see you bent over the sink and getting fucked like this. their lovely leader looking so, so submissive. the door is unlocked.” your words are doing nothing to help the fiery arousal that burned deep within the pit of his stomach.
he moans; and it’s so beautiful that you wish you could hear it forever. “head up, darling. i want you to watch yourself fall apart.” you murmur, tugging on his hair so that he was forced to look up and watch what you were doing to him.
“look at you, sweetheart. so messy and you haven’t even came yet.” you tsk, and he opens his mouth to try and be snarky, but when you punctuate your words by pulling his hips roughly onto yours, and his mouth falls open. whatever train of thought he had before had immediately gone away as his mind was filled with you and nothing but you.
“they’re going to be wondering where you are soon, jae. but im sure you don’t care. you’re close to coming and want them to see you like this anyway, am i wrong?” you ask, although you know he’s not able to respond to you in his state.
“c-close-“ he whimpers, chewing on his lips to try and keep quiet as he gets closer and closer. you know his body like the back of your hand, and you know exactly what to do to coax him through an orgasm.
you tighten your hands in his hair, tugging it up but gentle enough not to hurt him. you lean down to his collarbone, quickening your pace too, and suck on his sweet spot. his eyes roll and close, and he practically shivers in your hold. “c-cum-“ he whimpers, not even able to complete his sentence as he cums, unable to hold back his moans of pure ecstasy.
his cum gets on the sink, and his mouth drops open. his expression as he cums has arousal flowering over you in bursts and waves, eyes widening as you continue to look.
you slow down and pull out, not missing the way he shivers when you do. “fuck..” you whisper. “you did so good for me, baby.” you murmur into his ear, and even through his foggy and submissive headspace, he gives a small smile.
you’re on a time crunch, so while he’s regulating his breathing, you’re helping him fix his clothes, and taking care of your own, as well as the strap.
you’re in the middle of making sure everything is clean when the both of you hear a knock on the door. “if the both of you are done being nasty in our bathroom, we have a meeting to get to later!” jackson calls from the other side, and jaebeom just goes red at his announcement.
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urlocalkpoptrash · 6 years ago
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Bet| Jaebeom.
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Switch!Jaebeom x Reader.
Genre: SMUT.
Warnings: Dirty talk, masturbation (both male and female) a hint exhibitionism, EXTREME EDGING, orgasm denial, switch/sub Jaebeom, cream pie, unprotected sex.
Summary: When you and Jae make a bet, he has to deal with the consequences.
A/N: First of all, this was edited by my twinnie @listlessmaenads. This has been in my head for literally days since me and her talked about. It’s finally out. 🤘🏻 — —
JYP laughed loudly, causing the rest of the table to react in the same fashion. Jaebeom gritted his teeth, choking back an agonizing groan. He tried to shift in his seat, hoping this action would ease the tension that strained in his pants. He couldn’t believe he was in this situation - all because of a stupid bet.
You jumped around jaebeom, singing a song of selfish victory. “I won, you lose, la la la la.” He watched as you rounded his body for the third time. His arms were crossed, a tight lipped pout pursing his lips. He was certain he was going to beat you, and now his ego and his eyes were on the floor.
“I told you not to make a bet with me,” you touched his arm, fingers wrapping around his bicep.
“When does it start?” A rumbled response rattled out of his chest.
You were silent for a moment, deciding whether or not to make him truly suffer. It didn’t take long for you to make the choice, “Now.”
His jaw tightened, flexing the vein in his neck. “What are the specific rules?” He glanced over at you, your too smug smile made him hate this all that much more.
“You can’t touch me, no matter what I do. You can’t grab my wrist, stop my hands, lips, legs - nothing. You also can’t touch yourself, or else this starts all over again.”
“Can I touch you... affectionately?” His voice immediately softened.
If there was one thing that Jae hated to be deprived of, that was you. It was the absentminded kisses at the top of your head, the gentle squeeze of his hand, just to remind himself that you were there. Deprive him of you, was like depriving the world from the sun.
“No.”
Ice cold, calculated. This was a meticulous plan, it had to be his absolute, the undoing of Lim Jaebeom and you were going to be the cause of that.
You started off slowly, easing him into the ultimate torture. It started with text insinuating of your desires, most the time he’d brush them off and change the subject. He wasn’t going to allow you to crack him so easily. He spent years with just him and his hand, it was going to take more than some saucy texts to rile him up. Which meant that you had the step up your game, his unwillingness to let you under his skin only pushed you further into your carnal state of mind.
Punk
3:30PM
What time are you going to be home, Squish?
Squishy
3:33PM
It’s going to be a late night, baby. I’m so sorry.
Squishy
4:01PM
Babe?
Squishy
4:20PM
Are you mad at me baby?
Punk
4:32PM
I’m sorry it took me so long to reply. I got a little preoccupied.
Squishy
4:33PM
It’s alright, beautiful. Is everything okay?
Punk
4:35PM
Absolutely, babe. I just... it’s nothing.
Squishy
4:35PM
What is it baby? You can always talk to me.
Squishy
4:36PM
Sweetie?
And just like clock work your phone began to ring. You had already started, and you wanted him to catch you right in the middle.
“Jae,” an airy moan, brushing your tongue across the roof of your mouth - you were coming for blood.
You swore you could hear him hard swallow, “Hey baby. Is everything okay? Are you okay?” He was barely able to force words between pursed lips.
“I-I know you’re, ah,” you couldn’t help yourself, setting the volume a dial higher, you had to push yourself to make him bend to your sexual whims.
“Y/N,” this time it wasn’t soft, it wasn’t weak. It was the way he spoke to you when you were trying to escape the overwhelming pleasure he was able to rock through you.
“Please tell me you’re alone,” your fingers halted their manic search for pleasure against your bundle of nerves. You wanted to be absolutely certain he was away from the boys.
“I snuck into the bathroom to call you,” and once he pointed that out, you could hear his voice echo off the tiles of the prison you were about to capture him in.
“Good,” You panted, beginning to double your efforts, “I was just thinking about the other night in the kitchen,” you knew you could have left it at that, he was already painting the lucid picture in his mind. That wouldn’t be any fun though.
“Do you remember, Jae?” As if he could have forgotten, there was still take out in his hair, no matter how much he tried to get it out, a constant reminder of just the moment you were talking about.
“Yes,” clipped, short and best of all, tormented.
You could hear the sound of a stall being closed, he was settling in for the ride that you were about to subject him to, maybe he was a bit of a masochist himself. He knew well of your intentions and decided to strap himself in.
“I don’t remember the last time I came so hard. You were so... animalistic,” the best word for the way he treated your body.
“I couldn’t help it,” he sighed, head falling forward, as he instinctively curled his toes in his shoes.
“Why not?” The pretty green vibrator pulsed violently between your quivering walls.
“God baby,” he couldn’t even begin to verbalize what you did to him, the way your body called to him like a lighthouse called to a lost sailor.
“Tell me baby, I need it,” you weren’t too proud to beg for him.
“You just look so good underneath me. The way I disappear in you, soaking into your core. The way you say my name, say my name, fuck please.” He reached over to the rail beside him, gripping so tightly his knuckles appeared white.
“Jaebeom,” you cried, pulsing the purring toy quicker, your heels digging into the bed, struggling to restrain yourself anymore.
“Louder,” he demanded, his feet planting firmly on the floor. This was going to be the downfall of him. He was throbbing wildly, he couldn’t actually think of a time that he had been this hard. The outline of his dick looked like a 3D painting coming to life, pressing angrily against his black jeans.
“Jaebeom!” It didn’t even sound like your voice, you didn’t know who this was, but she was rubbing the nub between your slit, vibrator jerking in and out of you. The fire in your stomach was the last warning, “I’m cumming! Yes, Jae!”
Every muscle in his body contracted, it felt like the pain of ten thousand needles poking at his skin, but he couldn’t think anything other than the delicious sound that ripped through the heavy air, leaving a tear in his resolute.
You two were now on day three of this hell, and he was fully feeling the effects of it. He hadn’t had a moment of being completely soft in the 72 hours.
So here you are, at a rather large work function for Jae. All the members, plus staff filled the table. The perfect time to see just how desperate he was willing to be.
“So Jaebeom,” JYP spoke loud enough to command all the eyes in the room, “How’s writing going? Any new songs in the upcoming weeks?”
The chairs beneath everyone creaked as they shifted to focus their attention on him. You could see the perspiration started to build around his hairline. JYP raised a brow, waiting for an answer, one that he had responded to many times, but this was a much different situation.
“He’s just trying to recall where he is in his mixing,” you spoke up for him, your fingers lackadaisically traveled along the seam of his pants. You were in no hurry to send him into a erotic frenzy, you wanted this to burn slow, turning his unyielding discipline into nothing but ash.
He nodded, frantically, smoothing his clammy palm over his pants, making sure not to even brush so much as a nail over your skin. “I-uh, I’m really close-“ you watched as his brain short circuited from the way your fingers grazed over the head of his erection. It was almost as if this head controlled the one on his shoulders. You spread your fingers over his denim covered shaft, “I’m so fucking close,” he gripped the edge of the table, his fork vibrating on his plate from the sheer force of his grip.
“So close to getting it finished,” you leaned over to press a kiss onto his heated cheek, your lips barely moving as you whispered into his ear.
“You need to stay focused, babe, or I’m going to have to stop.”
“No,” he whispered back, loudly.
He couldn’t handle another hour of being without your touch, even if it meant he had to endure this divine misery. You settled back into your seat, reaching for your wine. You knew people were staring at his unusual outburst, but what you did under this table was no concern to anyone but you and the man you had under your spell.
“I probably have two more weeks, and I will be finished with track one and five,” he explained, giving enough of a show to satisfy the prying eyes that were glued to him.
“Wonderful. You’ll have to play me what you have a little later,” JYP grinned, glancing at the kitchen doors as the serves came out with dinner.
Jae almost visibly relaxed when everyone turned their regards to the food that was being passed out. He smiled kindly at the waiter as they placed his food in front of him. He would gladly accept this form of distraction from the grueling storm that was raging in his boxers briefs.
He had started to be less sensitive to your touch through out dinner, it didn’t make it any easier, but it was the sliver of hope he needed, that he could make it through this meal without exploding under the very expensive mahogany table.
You knew he was becoming acclimated with your touch, the effects just weren’t as strong as they were in the beginning of the night, which meant you had to step it up. He was halfway done with dinner, letting his distraction melt away on the tip of his tongue. Your nimble fingers found the golden key that unlocked his ultimate destruction - with a quick and swift pull, his zipper sat at the bottom of his pants flap. He inhaled so sharply that a piece of food got caught in his throat, forcing him to cough into his napkin.
“Are you okay, hyung?” Youngjae leaned over from his spot at the table, a sweet frown tugging his lips down.
“Yeah, I’m okay,” his smile wavering but only for a moment.
Your hand snuck between the teeth of his zipper, the soft cotton fabric of his boxer briefs tickled your finger tips. It wasn’t a hard find, Jae could have shattered diamonds with the rock he was sporting. His eyes immediately grew two sizes when your delicate fingers had broken into the only barrier that was keeping him safe.
His eyes started to roll back into this head, the band of his lashes fluttered when you wrapped your digits around the thickest part of his cock. You gave him a gentle squeeze, a kind reminder that he was in public and he needed to remain focused. His only response was an anguished whimper that was only meant for your ears.
At no point did you ever think how this would affect you. You never once imagined what a world would feel like without his touch, something you adorned, and found, that you needed to keep on with your daily life. For three days you had been watching his shaking fingers stretch in search of your skin, like an addict looking for this next hit, but quickly retreating back to his sides. You had watched his eyes darken and glaze over at the thought of his appendage submerging into the pool of your insatiable desire. You couldn’t even begin to explain the amount of times you had soaked your panties at the mere thought of him finally breaking - bending you over his production equipment, driving into you over and over till your toes couldn’t even touch the ground, his cock piercing into you, rooted into the depths of your womb.
You were so lost in your own affliction, that you hadn’t realized that your hand had picked up speed substantially. Jae looked entirely broken under your touch. His breathing was starting to become ragged, overly labored. You could see through his white buttoned down shirt, that his core was in a constant state of strain at this point. You turned your cheek to see that his eyes were closed, his face towards you. His lips parted, catching his tongue digging into his molars.
You leaned forward, pressing your forehead to his. The gentle touch in another place other than his swollen shaft made his eyes flit open. “Please,” a much weaker voice than you were expecting, “know when to show me a little mercy, beautiful.” You had never heard any tinge of begging in his vocal inflection before, but there was always a first for everything.
“Mercy,” you whispered, the word feeling foreign on your lips, especially in this context. You immediately loosened your hand, the small action made a huge difference in his demeanor. You got to watch as his nerves unraveled, the breath he was holding finally being able to be released, his back slouching in his seat.
He was unsure how long your kindness would extend. He was thankful for the moment of ‘mercy’ but he was soon regretting the request, because you were no longer in contact with the heat of his skin, and he’d much rather be in agony from your merciless exploration than feel the emptiness that came with losing your touch.
He cleared his throat, his eyes shifting towards your direction. It was a silent plea for another dose of his favorite kind of high. He was about to mutter something under his breath, but the sound of your phone going off stopped him mid breath.
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
The feeling of the vibration sent small shocks through the chair, reaching the heat of your weeping core. The slight stimulation elicited a strangled gasp from your parted lips. The sound almost made Jaebeom’s flip switch. It reminded him far too much of the sounds he got you to sing, a siren’s song to his darkest fantasies.
“Excuse me, I need to take this.” Your apology was sent over to JYP, who only gave you a kind smile and a nod.
You pushed away from the table, the black cloth that hung from the edge dragged across your thigh - the sensation flooding your head with memories of Jae’s shirt moving between your legs when his shoulders forced your thighs to stay spread, his tongue a trained soldier, entering your battlefield.
You hurried away from the scene, afraid you may do or say something that would feel good in the moment, but would be nothing but problems later. You stayed in the hallway, leaning against the wall so you could watch Jae.
Your office had called. They were stating it was an emergency and you needed to come back immediately. You were uninterested in the voice on the other end, but far too captured in the man that clouded your mind. You noted the way his jaw would become exposed when he tilted his head, laughing at something one of his members said. His neck caught the dim fluorescent light above the table, an appetizing view.
“Yeah, Yeah. I’ll be there,” not bothering to let them finish, forcing your phone back into your purse.
Your feet carried you across the room, your hands resting against jaes shoulders, gliding down to his chest. As you pressed your hand over his heart, you could practically feel it trying to escape from his skin.
“I’ve got to head to work. It shouldn’t be long,” you leaned down, your nose skimming his neck before you placed a light kiss to his cheek, “I have an Uber waiting for me, take the car.”
He hoped that by quickly agreeing with you, you’d let him go and he could finally take a breath, but instead of showing that kindness from earlier, you whispered, “Don’t you dare touch yourself,” your teeth scraping against the tender part of his ear lobe.
If it were any other situation, you would have been in the bathroom. His hands ravenous for a touch, gripping at the fabric of your dress, forcing it over your hips. You would have your back to the glass, legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he drove into you. You’d swore you weren’t religious, but if there was ever a moment that you believed in anything, it would be in that room, because nothing on this earth could feel so heavenly.
That thought itself almost had you ending the bet right then, begging him to take you home. You didn’t though, you stood your ground and walked out that door after giving your goodbyes. The cool air from the night time sky was just what you needed to calm yourself down.
You hadn’t intended on being two hours later, but work kept you busy. You didn’t even have a moment to check on Jae, but you knew he wouldn’t jeopardize this. He wouldn’t dare lay a finger on himself. Your keys jingled as you set them on the table near the front door. The house was quiet, not even the tv making a sound.
“Baby?” You called out, flexing your leg back so you could grab the heel from your shoe.
You heard the pitter-patter of his feet coming around the corner. You didn’t know what you were expecting, but it wasn’t Jae already stripped down to his underwear. You weren’t disappointed in the slightest, just a little taken back. You did a quick scan of his body, regarding the raging erection that was pressed perfectly against his boxer briefs, so much so that you could even see the outline of his veins through the cotton.
“H-hi,” he stumbled over his words. He was now just overwhelmingly aware that you two were alone, and this could finally be the day he got his overdue release.
“Hello baby,” you took your time to make your way over to where he was standing.
“You look so beautiful,” it was barely a mumble out of his mouth.
“I know,” you nodded, bringing your face up, finally being able to see how starved he was, “And yet, you didn’t even break once to touch me. So I must have not been beautiful enough.”
You caught his hands balling into fists, his nostrils flaring. “I haven’t been allowed too,” he choked out. It was taking everything in him not to rip that dress off of you, but if he was anything, it was a man of his word.
You reached out, placing your hands over his fists. It was instantaneous that his body relaxed at your sudden touch. “Are you ready?” He didn’t even want to ask, he just nodded. He was ready for whatever it was that you wanted to inflict on him.
His hand opened up when you grabbed at it, pulling him towards the living room. He followed behind you, hypnotized by the way your hair trickled down your back, how it swayed when you walked. He was about to crash into you when you stopped, but halted just inches from your body. He could smell your perfume, a deep breath leaving his nose.
Your toes lifted you higher as you turned in your spot. His eyes stared down at you, devouring away the fabric that was hiding your body. You already felt undressed with the way he was looking at you.
“Sit,” you demanded, your nails dragging down his skin as you pushed him down onto the couch. You weren’t a possessive girl, but seeing the red marks that came from your touch made you clench your thighs together.
You took a step away from him, slipping the straps of your dress off your shoulders. You heard the breath stop in Jaebeom’s throat. You continued the slow process of undressing yourself. His eyes glued to your every move until your dress pooled at your feet.
“You were wearing that set all night?” He nearly growled, the words hardly making it passed his clenched teeth.
You merely nodded. Jae had bought you a new set of lingerie to wear on your last anniversary, but you told him he’d have to wait for a special occasion.
“A special occasion, huh?” The heavy sarcasm coated his words.
“There’s nothing quite as special as watching you fall from your dominant pedestal,” you had to admit that the smile that played across your features was smug.
He reached to his sides, gripping the couch. You knew he was trying his hardest not to touch you, and you could also see he was cracking slowly under the pressure.
“Beom-ie,” You breathed, each of your legs swinging to either side of him, brushing his hair back, “What do you want?” Leaning in, your lips just slightly brushing over his when you spoke.
“Fuck,” he swallowed back the dry lump in his the back of his throat, “I-I, god, please,” He croaked, his hips stuttering upwards, his iron packed dick pressed into your lace covered core.
“Please, what baby? Talk to me.” Your hips swiveled over him. His eyes squeezed shut, much like when you’re trying to forget the pain of an intense injury, but this was a pain he knew would have an explosive outcome. “Touch me,” he whined quietly into the void of his anguish, “Anything, I just need to feel your hands on me. I am losing my fucking mind, Y/N. I have never tried more for anything in my life, than I have now. I’ve never felt like this before.” His eyes tore open, as his mouth fell agape, his breathing already starting to escalate.
You pushed yourself to your knees, reaching down to hook your fingers into his waistband. Your knuckles grazed below his naval, his happy trail scratching against your skin, inducing a shudder from him. He was so overly sensitive already, and you hadn’t even begun the game you had in mind. He grunted as he planted his feet firmly on the ground, straining his hips up, giving you what little help he could offer. You shimmied the last article of clothing away from him. His manhood springing to life, finally feeling the freedom he had been craving.
He exhaled loudly, the whites of his eyes tumbling back into his head. You couldn’t help but smile, seeing some relief cross his face. As much as you loved this, your favorite turn on was watching him get lost in his pleasure.
You slowly sank back down, wishing that you two were skin to skin, but you weren’t ready to give this up yet. You placed both your hands behind you, resting them on his knees. You lifted your hips just enough to give his erection some room between your legs. You finally began to rock your hips over his length, feeling his shaft split your slit, even through your underwear.
“You’re so wet,” he panted, looking down to watch the intimate dance of seduction your were performing on his lap, “Take them off, I need to be inside of you, please let me inside.” His hands reached out, gripping your sides. His eyes grew wide, ripping his fingers away from your skin. Your hips quickly came to a stop, “No, no, no! Fuck, baby! I didn’t mean to. Please, just please don’t stop.” He frantically put his hands behind his back, pressing his weight into them.
Your bottom lip found its way out as you slid from his lap. The look of pure desperation was the only emotion you could take into account. “You knew the rules, Jae.” You sighed, now having to deal with the repercussions of this bet.
“Since you don’t know how to keep your hands to yourself. We need to teach you how,” you backed into the living room table, sitting on the edge, “You can touch yourself,” you tilted your head to the side, expectantly.
“I won’t do it again, please. I just need you,” he untangled his hands from behind his back, one of his hands reaching for his cock despite his argument.
“Do it, baby.” You extended your leg, using your foot to pry open his legs, getting a much better view of swollen appendage.
His thumb swept over the raging pink head, using his precum that was leaking out as a form of lubrication. He started to stroke quickly, seeking his own liberation, but you were hasty in cutting that off. This wasn’t his way out, this was a punishment for breaking the rule. “Nice and slow,” you sunk to your knees, crawling across the floor to set your chin on his thigh, watching his fingers tightened around his shaft, working the throbbing nerve center with his own arousal.
“What are you thinking about?” You wondered out loud, eyes fixed on the motion in front of your face. “Fucking you,” a crude, but honest answer.
“What position?” You snaked one of your arms around his calf, licking your lips.
“From behind,” he was thrusting himself into his hand, mewling softly, “You’re always the loudest in that position,” he divulged without a prompt.
“Oh? And do you like the sounds I make?” You purred, lifting a perfectly arched brow.
“I love them, you sound so beautiful. There is nothing like the way you cry out my name when you’re close,” he threw his head back, his hand working in fast circular motions. You could see the muscles in his stomach contacting. Little puffs of airy moans came from his mouth.
You reached forward, cupping his balls. You realized just how full he had become. He howled in delightful agony. You brought your eyes to his face as he brought his head up. The chain from his necklace was captured between his teeth. His eyes had eclipsed, irises blown out, leaving almost no white in his eyes. His hand was back to rapid motions. He was close, and as much as you wanted him to finish, you were selfish and wanted that for yourself.
“Stop.” You wrapped your fingers around his wrist, forcing him to bellow in misery, “Why!?” He cried out, his eyes filling with salty tears. He needed this more than he could ever explain, and you wanted it for him, but you needed him too.
“I want this to be mine,” you stood again, tucking your finger under his chin, forcing him to look at you. “Do you want that?”
“I’ve been wanting that,” His hands made their way behind his back again, and you knew he was serious about it. “You’re all I’ve wanted,” his eyelids started to droop. He was already fucked out, and he hadn’t even fucked yet.
Your response was silent, it was the motion of you removing your own fabric prison. He watched you from lidded eyes, his breathing still coming down from being erratic. You reached down, finding the base of his cock with ease, guiding it into you as you sat down. Jaebeom let out a bittersweet weep, digging his nails into the couch cushions behind him. You didn’t want to move yet, because you knew this wouldn’t last long for either of you.
“Move, please,” his mouth didn’t even look like it moved, but the words were all you needed to push on.
You leaned down, pressing feathery kisses to his collarbone as your hips began the same motion from earlier, but this time your warmth enveloped him. A hiss came from his clenched teeth, and you could feel the muscles in his thighs tighten with every rotation of your hips. Your walls caved around him, as the blood rushed through the veins of his cock.
“I can’t cum unless I’m touching you,” His voice was a mere whisper, almost ashamed that he had become so attached to you.
“You can touch me,” you kissed along his neck, feeling the pulse in his jugular.
His hand fumbled out of their hiding spot. He reached for your skin, gripping your hips, trapping you in his hands. You knew that there would be Jae sized bruises on your waist in the morning. He pushed you down, every inch of him filling you up. You gasped, wrapping your arms around his neck. You knew exactly where this was going to go.
His greedy hands held you like a life preserver, ready to drown in your ocean. His hips crashing into your like waves. His thrust were quick, deep and rough. He was a raging storm ready to unleash a hurricane. His hips snapped against you. Nothing but the sounds of your skin colliding with his, and labored breathing that pumped through your chests.
“I am so close,” he squeezed out between pants and cries of euphoria.
He bent forward, hiding his face in the crook of your neck. Allowing your fingers to find the back of his head, tangling in his hair. He continued his onslaught onto your body. If you could have, you would have screamed, but the wind was taken from your lungs with every life changing pound. The end was near, and the frayed string that was holding him together was coming undone. His thrusts ceased, his body shaking as he released his three days of torture into you, flooding you with his White Sea. You hadn’t realized that he had sunk his teeth into your neck, the pleasure you had been feeling was just so intense that nothing else mattered.
You ran your fingers through his hair, waiting for him to find his way back to you after he had had his head in the clouds. It was a while before his fingers started making small circles on your back, pressing little kisses into the purple area of your bruised neck from his teeth.
“Are you okay?” Your lips kissing his temple.
“I’m okay, baby. It was just... a lot for me,” he admitted.
“I know,” you pulled back, your bodies peeling away from each other, “You didn’t...” he mumbled, feeling cruel for only chasing his own release.
“I didn’t, but that’s okay. It happens. You needed that,” you caressed his cheek, letting him lean it into your hand.
“How about we take a shower,” he turned his head, kissing your thumb, “and since I can touch you now, I’ll be more than happy to assist you,” a sleepy smile appearing on his lips.
“You won’t be able to sleep if you don’t get me off, will you?” You knew him all too well, and you knew the guilt would eat away at him.
“You are correct,” he chuckled, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.
“If you must,” you rolled your eyes, leaning forward to taste his lips.
“Promise me one thing before we get up,” he spoke between kisses.
“Anything.”
“Don’t ever deprive me of touching you. I could live a lifetime without sex... but I couldn’t live another second without being able to hold you.” His tired eyes, boring into yours.
“Pinky promise,” you lifted your hand, extending your finger.
He did the same, locking them together. You had learned your lesson.
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indecisivebias · 6 years ago
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Chapters: 8/8 Fandom: GOT7 Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Im Jaebum | JB/Mark Tuan Characters: Im Jaebum | JB, Mark Tuan, Park Jinyoung | Jr., Kunpimook Bhuwakul | BamBam, Kim Yugyeom, Choi Youngjae, Jackson Wang, Kim Jisoo (BLACKPINK), Bangchan (Stray Kids), Monsta X Ensemble, Kang Seulgi, Original Characters Additional Tags: the original markbum sugar daddy au, Sugar Daddy, sugar daddy jaebum, Sugar Baby Mark, JB & Jinyoung own a record label, Mark becomes JB’s personal assistant, Age Difference, Mark is 22, ceo jaebum, Yugbam are Mark’s roommates, Child Jackson, child Youngjae, Single Parent Im Jaebum | JB, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, JB is 29, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, Light Angst, Light Bondage, Light Dom/sub, Vibrators, Blindfolds, Riding Summary:
After growing sick and tired of his job, Mark decides to apply for the personal assistant position at Paradise Records. Little does he know, working as Lim Jaebeom’s personal assistant is going to be…different… than a normal. How will Mark cope with his ever growing feelings for his boss all while trying to keep a professional relationship at the company when he gets fucked on a daily-ish basis at Jaebeom’s house? Not to mention his adorable sons that have captured Mark’s heart from the moment he saw them?
Aka: the sugar daddy au where Jaebeom is a legit sugar daddy with baby Jackjae and Mark as his Personal Assistant/Sugar Baby with JJ Project fanboys Yugbam along with a jealous Co-CEO Park Jinyoung.
*Re-uploaded & finished ^_^
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ironmaidxn · 3 years ago
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𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐈𝐕: 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌
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Lim Jae-beom (Hangul: 임재범; born January 6, 1994), better known as Jay B (Hangul: 제이비; stylized in all caps), and formerly JB, is a South Korean singer, songwriter and actor. Jaebeom was the leader of South Korean boy band group Got7, a member of boy band duo JJ Project and sub-unit Jus2, as well as part of R&B soul crew Offshore. He made his small-screen debut through the drama series Dream High 2 in 2012. Lim Jae-beom was born in Siheung, Gyeonggi Province, and grew up in Goyang.
When he was seven, after watching g.o.d. perform, he developed the dream of becoming a singer. He started b-boying in his third year of middle school after failing a school test, dancing with friends at Ilsan, Paju, Boramae and Jeongbalsan station, and taking part in competitions. As a b-boy, he used the stage name Defsoul, taking Musiq Soulchild's "Just Friends" music video as inspiration. In 2009 he was scouted by JYP Entertainment at a b-boy competition: he was not interested in attending the audition, but his father pushed him to do so. He subsequently passed the open audition, winning first place with Jinyoung over 10,000 applicants.
He became interested in musical composition and hip hop culture as a b-boy, but at the beginning of his idol training, he thought that learning to sing was meaningless, and concentrated only on dancing; however, after listening to D'Angelo, he started singing and composing his first songs.
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hwangyeonjun · 3 years ago
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GOT7 (archived)
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smut [ s ] ; angst [ a ] ; fluff [ f ] ; suggestive [ sg ]
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reactions, etc (ot7)
how you met each other (f)
reaction when you call him daddy in public (sg?)
mtl (ot7)
nothing yet.
MARK TUAN
…imagines
nothing yet.
…timestamps
[9:53pm] (a)
…drabbles
kinktober bonus day 32 - food play (s)
LIM JAEBEOM
…imagines
nothing yet.
…timestamps
[5:39pm] (f)
…drabbles
kinktober bonus day 33 - punishment (s)
january 6th (f)
JACKSON WANG
…imagines
nothing yet.
…timestamps
[3:15pm] (f)
…drabbles
kinktober bonus day 34 - making love (s)
make it wet (s)
“open your mouth for me, baby” (s)
PARK JINYOUNG
…imagines
nothing yet.
…timestamps
[4:16pm] (f)
…drabbles
kinktober bonus day 35 - riding (s)
“only i can make you feel this good” (s)
CHOI YOUNGJAE
…imagines
nothing yet.
…timestamps
nothing yet.
…drabbles
kinktober bonus day 36 - squirting (s)
BAMBAM
…imagines
nothing yet.
…timestamps
nothing yet.
…drabbles
kinktober bonus day 37 - phone sex (s)
KIM YUGYEOM
…imagines
nothing yet.
…timestamps
[8:49pm] (a)
…drabbles
kinktober bonus day 38 - dom/sub (sg)
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