#sub!mark tuan x dom!reader

[tuanstars]

So like 👉👈 oral fixation with Mark? Like sucking on your fingers n stuff

oral fixation - mark tuan

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⇢paring - mark tuan x reader

⇢genre - smut

⇢summary - mark’s oral fixation

⇢warnings - sub!mark, dom!reader, oral fixation, thigh riding

⇢notes - here you go!

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mark had a habit of sucking your fingers, and you didn’t mind at all. he often would do it when he was bored or something, which is when he’d shyly approach you. it’d start with him playing with the fingers on your non dominant hand, then he’d bring them up to his mouth, and look at you for permission first.

“it’s okay, mark. you know i don’t mind.” you told him, and he simply nodded sheepishly and hesitantly took your fingers into his mouth. he’d keep his eyes downcast for a while, swirling his tongue around the pads of your fingers. this was how it went a lot of the time. mark would begin to suck on your fingers, and cuddle himself up to you while doing so.

occasionally though, it led to him getting really needy. mark did his best to maneuver himself so that it was subtle what he was about to do. she was indeed subtle as he grinder on your thigh, your fingers preventing him from making any noise. eventually as he got needier, he stopped sucking on your fingers, and they simply sat in his mouth as he focused on getting his orgasm.

you’d noticed when he stopped sucking your fingers, and turned off your phone to look at him. you could see the subtle movement of his hips as he jerked against your thigh. you flexed your thigh a bit and looked at him. “need something, mark?” you asked, placing your phone down as you watched him grind on your thigh. his cheeks immediately heated up and he made eye contact with you.

“‘m sorry, i just got really needy...” he mumbled around your fingers. “it’s okay, baby.” you told him, pulling him completely onto your thigh.

he immediately began moving his hips, eyes closing as he tried to continue sucking your fingers. your other hand rested on his hips, and helped him move back and forth.

your fingers fell out of his mouth as he leaned forward, forehead resting on your shoulder with red cheeks and ears. you clutched your hands on his baggy joggers to clean them and you dipped your head to kisss his neck. his sounds got quieter in price and you knew he was getting close when only breathy whimpers left his lips.

“you can cum, it’s okay, baby.” you murmured against his skin. he rocked against you,mane then you felt him tense for a moment before melting and relaxing into your embrace. you felt a small patch on your thigh, and flexed your thigh a bit to help him ride through his orgasm.

mark wasn’t a hard carry (hae) at all so you picked him up from the couch, and walked the small steps to your bedroom where you’d begin the process of aftercare.

[honey-subs]

of course!! i’m so excited for when this gets written 😳😳😳 imagine completely stripping and rigging up mark, putting a vibrator sleeve on him and then leaving him. you leave the room and do your thing around the house, his moans and cries can heard throughout. when you come back, he’s an absolute mess, having been pulled through multiple orgasms with the sleeve, and way too sensitive, but desperate for your touch, begging you with tears running down his face 🤤 -🖐

untitled - Mark Tuan

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⤷pairing - mark tuan x reader

⤷genre - smut

⤷summary - mark has just come back from tour, and he’s eager for your touch, but you teach him that he has to have patience.

⤷warnings - sub!mark, dom!reader, use of toys, overstimulation, unprotected sex (wrap your gifts before you give them), vaginal sex, really soft aftercare, bondage, neglect

⤷notes - one of my favorite prompts for mark ever.

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mark looked at you dreamily from his spot on your bed, arms tied above his head, and legs spread out for you and tied to the foot of the bed. he watched for, behind as you picked out a few things from your closet. you were still fully dressed while he was on the bed, completely free of his clothing.

you turn back around with the items in had. you held a clear fleshlight with a bottle of lube in your hand. his eyes widened at your choices, but he welcomed them nonetheless. he watches with curious eyes as you sit on the edge of the bed and lube up the sleeve nicely, making sure to get it slick enough. you slowly slide the toy down onto his cock, and he moaned at the feeling of the slick and how it squeezed around him.

you moved it up and down a few times, jerking him off with the toy before stopping and making sure it was completely on and snug at the base of his cock. before he can ask any questions, you’re turning on the vibration feature, and removing your hands completely.

his moans are soft, and quiet as he begin to strain against the rope. “you remember your safe word, right?” you asked, making sure he knew it in case you went too far. shakily, he nods his head, “it’s r-red.” he says, abdomen already beginning to clench. “good.” you tell him.

“i have quite a few chores to finish up. please, enjoy yourself while i’m gone.” you stare him up and down as you begin to leave. his eyes widened when he realized you were actually going to leave him like that.

words were unable to leave his throat, and he choked on a moan as he came, filling the clear toy with his cum, painting it’s insides with warm white. his eyes are rolled back and he’s shivering as he goes through his first orgasm of the day. with that, you cross the threshold, and close the door behind you.

his moans only progressively got louder from that point as you completed chores from around the house. even as you cleaned and wiped down the kitchen, you could still hear him moan out a “please!” before his voice cut off and he came into the toy again. you couldn’t deny how sticky your underwear had became, you were practically dripping at all the sinful sounds he made.

you pulled out your phone to distract yourself , and to hold out for a bit longer so you wouldn’t immediately give in, and it worked. before you knew it, around 30 minutes had passed, and you decided to go check on him. as you neared, his noises and whines only got louder. you pushed open the door slowly, and the sight was absolutely, breathtakingly amazing.

cum dripped from the toy onto his thighs and even on his lower abdomen in a small pool as the toy was overfilled. the buzzing was still going, and he was panting, breath coming in too small quantities. he was covered in a sheen of sweat, hair sticking to his forehead, toes curling as he cums dry into the toy again. “p-please...” he asked, voice raspy from all the noises he’s made. tears streamed from his eyes, and his cheeks seemed like they were permanently blushed.

you step over to him quickly, and the moment you put your hands on him, he’s coming dry into the toy again. “i-i need you.” he mutters, doing his best to keep his lidded eyes open to look at you. you turn off the toy, and he breathes a sigh of relief as you remove the dripping toy and put it somewhere it could make a mess.

“baby, you’ve came so much and you still want me?” you asked, wiping most of the cum from his messy lower half. “y-yes, please? wanna make you feel good...” he mumbles with a small sniffle. he whines when you accidentally brush his cock with your hand. “sensitive.” you mutter, and even under these circumstances, he still blushes deeply. you reach up to undo the ties around his wrists, and reach to do the ones on his ankles as well.

once you’re finshed, you begin to strip out of your own clothing. and he’s following you with his eyes. “see how wet you made me with all your sounds baby?” you asked, and he can see the glistening shine of your slick even from where he was on the bed. he’s eager to please you as you climb onto the bed, and gradually made your way to him.

he’s shivering when your straddling him, hands reluctantly going to hold your hips. it takes every bone and fiber in his body not cum dry as you sink down onto him slowly, your slick making the slip easy. “you feel so good, baby. you’ve been waiting for this for the longest, hm?” you swirled your hips and he whimpered. “y-yes, been wanting to be inside you...” he mumbled, grip on your hip tightning as you move up and down.

he’s moaning hoarsely as you continued your action, head falling back onto the pillows, eyes closing shut. without even being asked, his thumb comes down to rub tight and fast circles onto your clit to get you to reach your orgasm faster — and it works, your only getting closer and closer as you ride him.

just the sight of him is pushing you towards an edge as well, looking so fucked out and beautiful, already having cum until he’s dry but still wanting to please you. “fuck, baby, you’re so good, fucking into me so good.” you moan, clenching around him as you move back and forth. it’s ethreal when you do cum, world setting in a perfect shade of gold, and it feels like only you and mark exist as the particular time. your body is tensing, and your releasing as your pace slows. his cock is twitching as well, and he’s coming dry into as well with a shout of your name.

your breathing heavily when you finally get off of him, attempting to move and clean up, but a pair of arms pull you back to the bed. “no. we can clean and stuff later, right now, i just wanna cuddle you.” he mumbles against your shoulder as he places a kiss against it. “i’ll just remove the towel so we can lay down comfortably.” you told him, helping him under the covers so you can throw the towel in the dirty clothes bin to be moved later.

he’s clinging onto you when you’re finally into the bed, curling into you to make himself seem smaller than he already is. “you know you did so good for me, right? you took it so well, i didn’t expect you to like it so much.” you admitted as you played with his hair.

“it felt amazing, but you felt even better.” he told you, words muffled as he snuggled into your shoulder. his eyes were closed, and as he talked more his words got more and more slurred as he got more and more tired. eventually, he stopped talking all together and soft snores emitted from his mouth instead. “sleep well, markie.” you told him as you kissed his forehead lovingly — even in he sleep he gave a small smile at the feeling.

[vanillaknj]

messy — mark tuan

a/n — hi i wrote the mark thing cus i have so self restraint- also y’all dared me so- @hyunjinniebaby was a big help as always!! also if you enjoyed, please leave feedback! it keeps me going!

includes — sub!mark, dom!gn!reader, handjobs, mirror sex, cum eating, etc.

tagging — @kpop-saved-ruinedme @baa-nana @pixie-cocaine @maknaeronix @sangie-baby @subbyidols @xavi-in-kpopland @bigkpopstan @nct99 @sub-hoshi-enthusiast @foenixs (people who wanted me to write the fic + plus ppl i know that like got7)

mark’s cheeks are flushed red, and the vibrant color flows down to his chest. his breathing is erratic and unsteady, mouth parted as he pants.

and yet, he doesn’t ever want this feeling to go away. he’s sitting between your legs, hands clenched around your thigh as he attempts to ground himself because gosh, it feels too good.

moans are flowing from his lips like water from a dam, endless and unstopping. he’s gaze is blurred but focuses on his reflection before him. the sight is so sinful that it has him moaning out.

you’re behind him, one arm wrapped around him to steady him and keep him focused on the mirror. your other hand was wrapped tightly around his cock, steadily moving up and down.

“tell me, mark, what is it that you want?” you’re leaning your chin on his shoulder, voice dropping a few octaves lower. he whines, tearing his eyes away from watching himself fall apart to you, and meeting your eyes.

“wan-want to cum-“ he whispers brokenly, voice cracking. your lips jut out into a fake pout. his hands clench at your thighs impossibly harder as he tries to hold back for you, to please you.

“please? i cant-cant hold off anymore,” he moans, legs twitching as he has the urge to close them. “i thought you wanted to be good for me, mark? what happened?” you mutter, swiping a thumb over the tip and collecting the precum that had gathered. his mouth parts at that, finding it hard to keep focused on the mirror. tears building up behind his eyes.

“i-i wanna be good!” he babbles, words slurring together. “wanna be the best boy-“ he whines, hips bucking fist your fist fistslowly. satisfied with his answer, your hand it pace and he lurches, letting out a choked moan as the tears begin to fall down his cheeks rapidly. “please, please im gonna cum, i-im gonna cum-“ he whines, back arching away from you slightly.

his head falls back onto your shoulder, and he’s overcome with pleasure. “you can cum for me, baby, okay? make a mess of yourself for me.” you whisper. and he does. his back arches in a perfect curve, pushing his hips into your head and practically screaming out curses as his orgasm wracks through his body. his cum paints your hand, and you stroke him through it, and gently bring him down.

his breathing is heavy, and he slowly curls into you. the hand that is not stained with his cum, comes up to caress his cheek gently. “let me go clean my hand for a second sweetheart and i’ll be-“ you begin to talk to him, but his actions cut you off.

he slowly raises his head towards the mirror and stares at you as he brings your hand towards his mouth. he softly takes your fingers into his mouth and licks them clean, groaning as he tastes his own release. he’s staring at you the whole time as he does the sinful act, eyes innocent and teasing as he does so. his tongue swirls around your fingers and he suckles on them gently before pulling away.

“i made a mess, so i cleaned it up.” he whispers against your lips before pulling you closer.

[defdreamz]

lace. mark tuan.

authors note. if you like my fics, then please rb them w nice words, or even send an ask! it’ll make me happy if you could validate my work <3 tysm for reading !!

authors note x2. should i make a tag list? if so who would like to be on it?

word count. 292

content. sub!mark, dom!reader, gn!reader, suggestive, hair pulling, reader calls mark ‘bunny’, mark is wearing a lacy apron, praise, minor degrading, and more.

summary. you find out that mark likes having his hair pulled.

mark surpresses a yelp as you push him against the counter; skin to skin, and face to face. his eyes stared at yours, twinkling within the light in eager anticipation.

you have him trapped, unable to go anywhere as he’s caged between your arms. it’s not like he’s want to, anyway. he loves being completely at your mercy.

“you look cute in this apron, mark,” you start, allowing a hand to drop down to his mid thigh and using a finger to tease the edges of the laced apron. “don’t you agree?” you ask, prying your eyes away from where the apron stops and his milky thighs are exposed to look at him, awaiting an answer.

he doesn’t give you one. instead, pushes himself into you, attempting to gain pleasure from the simple action. the same hand that teased his mid thigh was now laced within his hair, tugging it and pulling it back so he could look at you. a moan escapes those pretty lips of his before you could scold him for not giving you an answer.

your complaint dies down in your throat, long forgotten at your new revelation. his cheeks burn, but he can’t find it in himself to sputter out random apologies. he’s not ashamed by it; not by a long shot.

“oh? does bunny have something he’d like to admit?” you ask, giving an experimental pull of his hair once more. he whines unabashedly, and you can feel his cock twitch as it’s pressed against your thigh. “harder, w-want you to pull harder.” he chokes out, eyes soaking with tears of need and want.

“slutty bunny.” you mutter teasing before tugging harder and watching as he moans louder than before and encouraging you to ravish him.

[hwangyeonjun]

masterlist to my 2021 kinktober.

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NAVIGATION

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)

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)

[rainy-bangbeom]

What Friends Are For | Mark Tuan (m)

pairing(s): Mark Tuan x Fem!Reader

genre: Friends with Benefits!AU, Smut 

warnings: Mature language, explicit sexual content (18+), Dom!Reader, sub!Mark, fem dom, slight sadism, degradation, slight humiliation, slight praise, dirty talk, brief mentions of edging, brief account of oral (m), lots of teasing, dry humping, Mark being the prettiest sub...

word count: 1,3k

synopsis: When Mark, one of your closest friends, asks for a favor, who are you to deny him the pleasure of your help?

“Such a pretty sight…” You chuckle, circling around the bed like a hungry predator taunting its helpless prey. In this case, the unlucky victim of your desire would be Mark himself, who’s sprawled out across the sweat-stained sheets with nothing but the goosebumps along his bare skin shielding him from the chill of the room. You’re not sure exactly how long the man has been at your mercy—but judging by the angry shade and violent pulsing of his cock, it’s been a while.

Unable to help yourself, you reach forward to drag the tip of your finger along the slit. His member twitches at your touch and Mark himself inhales a harsh breath. His body squirms against the mattress, but he makes no attempt to move away—the knowledge spreading a devious smirk across your lips. 

You trail your finger down, spreading his pre-cum along the head while humming contently, “You’re such a pretty boy, Mark…” The self lubricant allows for a couple more strokes before you completely wrap your fingers around his shaft, pumping it roughly with the same malicious smile. “Such a shame that you’re just a pathetic, greedy whore…”  

Mark whimpers, frantically bucking into your hand in search of more friction. 

“(Y/N), please—” 

“What do you want, slut?” You stroke his member once again, earning another set of desperate moans. Mark’s head rocks back and forth against the pillows, and from where you’re standing, you notice a couple tears slipping from his eyes. The sight only feeds the arousal long blooming in your core. “Use your words or else I can’t understand you, pretty boy…” 

“Need to cum!...” Mark gasps, “Please, (Y/N)—it hurts…” 

“Hmmm… I don’t know, baby…” He sobs as you pull away once more, his hips attempting to follow your hand. You’re quick to pin them down, bending forward until your lips are practically brushing his aching cock. “Do you think you deserve it?... For me to make you cum?...” 

Mark almost screams once your tongue meets his burning flesh, licking away the fresh round of pre-cum budding at his tip. You appreciate his taste with a hum: 

“…’Cause I don’t think you do.” 

“I do!..” His tone is breathy and a bit above a whine. You notice his hands balling into fists at his sides, impressed by his apparent reluctance to touch you. For that, you award another flick of your tongue which sends an intense tremor through Mark’s entire body. “Please… I’ve been good for you…” 

A fake, pensive expression overtakes your features as if you’re actually considering his words. He watches with a hopeful expression—complete with watery eyes, parted lips and reddened cheeks. You find yourself distracted by Mark’s beauty, appreciating how deeply his chest is falling and rising and how his once wellkept hair is now a mess. You think back to how many orgasms he’s held back in the last hour, unable to remember the exact number—all you know is that Mark must be aching for it… . 

“I guess you have been a good boy…” 

Relief spreads over Mark’s face at your words. You retreat backward once more, earning a whine of complaint, which immediately dies when you begin to shed your own clothing. Mark stares as you stalk to the side of the bed—clad in nothing but a T-shirt and a pair of panties. His eyes remain on your bare legs as you crawl across the mattress to straddle his hip, a hiss spilling from his throat when your clothed pelvis brushes against his hard cock. 

“I’ll let you cum… but you have to do it yourself…” 

“Wh-What!?” 

“You heard me, pretty boy…” Mark nearly screams as you scoot upward until his member is pressing against the front of your pussy. He can feel your wetness through the fabric of your underwear, and it somehow makes him even harder. “If you want it so bad then take it, slut…”

He shakes his head, “(Y/N)—” 

“I said—” Mark gasps as you lean forward to grab a fist full of his dark strands, roughly tugging his head back until he meets your harsh, yet lustful glare. “—make yourself cum, you pathetic whore… Unless you want me to leave you all hot and bothered?...” 

Your grip loosens as Mark immediately begins to piston his hips upward, the friction of his cock against your underwear stealing pretty moans from his lips. You smirk at his eagerness, “That’s a good boy… So pretty, baby…” 

Mark only whines in response. 

You can tell by his labored breathing and the sweat already forming across his hairline that he’s not going to last long—not that you expect him to with how many times you’ve edged him tonight. Taking mercy on the poor boy, you begin to rock your hips to meet his sloppy thrusts. A high-pitched whimper meets your ears, followed quickly by Mark’s desperate plea: 

“Please, (Y/N)!... C-Can’t—need-need…” 

“Need what, baby?” 

“Need you!...” He sobs, peering up at you with pleading, chocolate irises. “Please! Just touch me!...” 

You don’t know whether it’s Mark’s visible agony or your own merciful conscience, but you move upward until you’re face-to-face and completely sitting on his cock. Your pace quickens, riding Mark’s cock over your soaked panties as your lips mark up the pale skin of his throat. Your other hand busies itself with twisting his hardened nipple. 

Mark meets your rolls as if his life depends on it—his own sounds of pleasure and need echoing through the bedroom. Somewhere along the ride, his hands take place on either of your hips. You consider denying him yet another orgasm just out of spite for his careless act, but ultimately decide against it. The friction of his head moving against your swollen, untouched clit is enough to keep you in place. 

“C’mon, baby…” You push back a couple sweaty strands along Mark’s forehead, peering down at his fucked out expression with a tired smile. “You’re almost there, huh? Gonna cum all over this pussy like a good boy?” 

He nods dumbly, unable to form the words to respond. You quicken your hips one final time. “Cum for me, Mark… Cum for me—” 

Mark’s loud, pornographic moan signals the start of his release, which is soon followed by the streams of cum that paint across his and your skin. You quickly move off of him, replacing your hands over his member in order to drag out his orgasm as long as possible. His body trembles as the pleasure rushes through his entire body, until after one final gasp, he collapses to the mattress and goes completely still. 

You use a nearby tissue to clean his release from your fingers before moving to wipe the excess across his stomach. After throwing the remnants of your sinful actions away, you lower back onto the mattress, wiping at Mark’s perspired forehead with a soft murmur, “You okay?... Too much?” 

He shakes his head, “Not at all… Thanks for that.” 

“Yeah, no problem. What are friends for?” 

Mark opens his eyes and lifts to his elbows. His eyes trail back down to your bare legs, pausing on the obvious dark spots of your underwear, stained with both his and your arousals. He reaches for you with a weak smile. 

“I can return the favor—” 

“Don’t worry about it.” You gently push your companion to lay back down. “That was a lot. You should sleep, especially if you have to be at practice tomorrow morning.” 

Mark doesn’t argue, leaning back into the pillows with a sigh of exhaustion. You make sure to cover his still naked form with a blanket, going the extra mile to even tuck him in. He laughs at the act, but says nothing—too much on the precipice of unconsciousness. 

Soon enough, his soft snores follow your form as you recede into the bathroom—prepared to wash away yet another sinful night spent with your friend. 

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[dearlyjinie]

sniffles & needles (m)

Pairing: Mark Tuan x reader

plot: there isnt any, Mark is horny and finds out that best way to get rid of a cold is sex...

genre: smut, 18+, pwp

Word count: 2.1k

warnings: pwp, masterbating (F & M ish), oral(m), teasing, riding, mirror sex(slightly) daddy kink, Dom-Mark, dom-sub play, dick pics, slit shaming, spanking, horny mark, grinding, fingering (f), creampies, vaginal sex, no protection (remember wrap it before you tap it) thats it i think?

a/n: just a lil something bc today is my bday 🥳and i wanted to give you guys a present lmao, but this is my way to improve in my smut so i hope you guys enjoy this, pls lmk what you think about this as always feedback is always welcome. 

 “You don't feel hot, wait let me take your temperature,” you lift your hand off your boyfriend's forehead, leaving him the living room sofa as you run to get the thermometer.

“I found it” sang, coming to see your sick boyfriend pouting, his arms wrapped around his torso “what’s wron- if you’re pouting because i won’t have sex with you, then you should stop” you say sternly, poking his cheeks, you motion him to open his mouth and insert the thermometer. 

“But whyyy” he whines making you roll your eyes at his childish antics “because your sick baby and i don't wanna get sick”  the thermometer dings letting you know that the time is up, you take it out of mouth checking the number displayed on the small screen. 

“Your fever is down,” you smile. 

“See!!! I'm all better now common babe” Mark gets up from his spot on the couch, pulling you close to his body wrapping his muscular arms around your waist. He nuzzles into your neck inhaling your scent, “please” he whispers, slowly grinding on your ass, you start to feel his bulge. 

Taking a deep breath, you pull away from your horny lover. You look at him annoyed, ever since he woke up he’s been trying to get you to sleep with him. No matter how much you wanted him at the moment you had to restrain yourself, because right now you couldn't afford getting sick, no it was not happening. 

You left the horny man in the living alone suffering from his demise, groaning he plopped down on the sofa he rubbed his face in annoyance “why did i get sick” he whined, coughing. 

“Here take this” you handed him a cough drop “and take off your shirt,” smirking, he put the cherry flavored medicine in mouth sucking on it, humming as it started to make his sore throat feel much better. 

“Oh so did I finally seduce you?” he said, taking off his shirt trying his best to be sexy as his hands reach down to pull the hem of his sweatpants, you stop him showing him the container of vicks vaporub that you held.

“I knew it was too good to be true,” he sighed dramatically, letting you rub the ointment on his chest “you hate me,” you laughed as he dramatically turned away. 

Just when you were about to leave, he tugged your arm making you fall on the sofa landing on his lap “but i love you” he said placing soft kisses on your neck. 

“M-Mark” you accidentally let out a moan, embarrassed you moved his hands from your hips and got off his lap “you smell like vaporub,” you tease running way.  Mark smirks as he watches you leave to your shared bedroom. 

He knew you were close to braking, there was no way he was gonna give up now; especially after hearing that sweet moan of yours. 

Sighing you plop down on your bed “fuck that was close,” you rub your thighs together feeling a familiar wetness starting to form between your legs.

Fuck 

You tapped your fingers on your bare thigh, trying to distract yourself from your urges when you heard the familiar ding from your phone letting you know that someone messaged you, hoping it was the update about your online purchase you picked up your phone only to see it was from Mark. 

Curious to see what he had sent you unlocked your phone. Wide eyed you dropped your phone on the bed, mouth agape as you tried to process what you just saw. 

It was dick pic, more importantly it was Mark's dick. 

Picking up your phone again, you opened the picture. It was an old one, you knew it because well...you've seen it before. He had his pants off leaving enough room to free his hard cock, he posed grabbing it by the base, the tip red and leaking with pre-cum. You licked your lips, feeling yourself getting more aroused by the minute as you imagined yourself tasting the salty taste of his cum.

 Your hand slowly travels south as the reach the waistband of your shorts. Spreading your legs, you gasped as you rubbed your slit. You wondered if he was touching himself right now thinking of you as you thought of him, if his tip is just as red it is in the picture, leaking with cum. You let out a quiet moan as your fingers found your gaping hole barley penetration as you gathered your juices and rubbed on your neglected clit. 

You heard another ding from your grabbing it you opened your messaging app, only to find a selfie of Mark. This time it was new, he is smirking at the camera holding from a low angle allowing you to see everything from waist up. You bite your lip, finally inserting a finger in you, as your eyes traveled to the small patch of his pubic hair, pouting seeing that you could only see leaking tip, and barely at that.

“Why are you pouting princess,” You heard Mark’s voice, quickly taking out your hands from your shorts you sat up leaning on the headboard. Smirking Mark walked up to you, naked “you know the best way to get rid of a cold is sex.” 

His dick stood up, tip angry as pre-cum leaked from it begging you to put it between your lips. You averted your eyes noticing him smirking at you, you felt the bed move as he climbed on it. 

“Don't look away baby girl,” he kissed your jaw, “I saw what you were doing,” he said, nipping at your neck his hands on your breast, squeezing it. Blushing, you felt his fingers on your chin turning you towards him, attaching his lips with yours, you finally gave in. 

Lifting up your shirt up your arms throwing it, Mark smirked looking at your exposed breast “god you’re so fucking beautiful” he says holding the soft flesh as he took your nipple in his mouth, moaning as he twirls his tongue on your sensitive bud. 

Arching your back, you pull on his hair with one hand as the other one slips into your shorts inserting a finger into your core desperately wanting to relieve the tension you felt, just as you are going to insert the second one you feel Mark’s hand wrap around your wrist pulling it out your shorts. You whine feeling empty looking at your boyfriend, bringing your fingers to his plump lips, inserting them in his mouth, letting a groan at your sweet taste. 

“You taste so fucking good, baby girl,” he places two fingers on your lips, telling to lick them. You gladly take them in your mouth, sucking on them. “Good girl,” he says taking off your shorts with his other hand. 

“So wet,” his fingers find your clit, drawing small circles on it as he gives you small kisses on your neck. You wrap your arms around his broad shoulders as he finally inserts two fingers in you, biting on his shoulder as his pumps start to get rougher. 

“O-Oh fuck Mark,” you moan ridding his fingers as he pumps harder bringing you to your climax. 

Mark takes his fingers out of you sucking them clean, letting you catch your breath. “You good, baby?” he asked, caressing your face, kissing your temple. Nodding you get off the headboard, “sit there,” you point to where you were sitting, compiling he scooted over.  

“What now?” he becomes quiet when you grab his length pumping it, “let me take care of you daddy” you say wrapping your lips around his tip circling your tongue. You moan tasting the saltines of the dried off cum from earlier, letting it go with a pop. You take in his length in bobbing your head up and down. You feel his hand wrap around your hair pulling it into a makeshift ponytail pulling you off his dick, a string of saliva leaving your lips attaching to his tip “do it properly, baby” he says whipping saliva from your chin “ you don’t wanna get punished don’t you baby girl?”. 

He pushes your head lower, making you wrap your lips on his cock taking it all in “that's right, take my cock” you feel his pubic hairs tickling your nose, you grab onto his thighs steadying yourself as he fucks your mouth. 

He watches as you from the mirror in front as you lift your ass up, hands in your soaked pussy playing with yourself while he fucks his length into your mouth. 

“You’re such a fucking slut” he lands a hard slap on your ass making you whimper into his dick, “playing with yourself while sucking daddy off” he spanks you again.

You could his thighs flex under your touch, he’s close you think, taking him deeper in your throat. 

“Ah fuck im close,” he whimpers “are you close y/n?” with your mouth full, you moan out a small yes. 

“Oh god, come with me” he says, giving you his last thrust as he shoots his hot cum into your mouth, you feel your legs tremble, you came.

Swallowing, you look at him, dazed from your second orgasm of the night. You smile watching him catch his breath, you grab his semi-hard cock as it twitches in your hand, slowly pumping it. 

“Oh fuck, baby” Mark leaned his head back, hitting the headboard. You got on his lap attaching your lips together as you grind on his length coating it with your juices. 

“M-mark” you moan as you feel his tip rub your clit, you hover over his length aligning it to your entrance.  

You moan Mark’s name, feeling enter “holy shit baby, you’re so fucking tight” Mark says wrapping his lips around your tit. 

You move slowly and start to rock your hips faster, getting used to his size. 

“F-fuck yeah, just like that baby” Mark moans into your ear as you bounce on his dick harder, matching your pace he thrust harder, hitting your cervix. 

The room is filled with the sounds of your moan and skin slapping.

You felt the coil in your stomach tighten as your orgasm approached, “M-Mark, I” you tried to talk, with each thrust you felt like you were gonna break. Mark felt the way you clenched around his cock, and the way you gripped onto his shoulders “are you gonna come, Y/n?” he asked, not trusting your voice anymore you simply nodded biting down on his shoulder as you let pleasure take over “I’m gonna cum too, cum on my cock babe,” he said rubbing your clit bring you to your orgasm. 

Stars erupted over your vision for a second as you came. Your back arched while your cunt squeezed down on the dick that was still carving its way through you. 

“f-Fuck yeah thats my good girl, coming on daddy’s cock like that” Mark said thrusting harder, chasing his high. You felt his thrust getting sloppier as he neared his orgasm, his dick twitch inside you as he pumped his cum into, his torso pressed against yours. 

He held you close, staying inside still his dick got too soft to stay inside, he pulled out giving you a kiss.  He laid you on the bed next to him, watching you catch your breath “Thank you for that, now you’ll see i'm gonna be better by tomorrow,” he said laughing as he got off the bed to get a wet towel to clean you and some water.

Smiling at him you waited for his return, ready to cuddle and go to sleep when all of a sudden you felt your throat start to tickle, you ignore the feeling thinking that your throat is most probably sore from the blowjob till you start to see the oh so familiar sensation of your nose being tickled and you let out a sneeze. 

“Fuck” 

* * *

“I'm sorry baby,” Mark cooed as he warps you around a blanket, you caught Mark’s cold because neither  you or your boyfriend couldn't control your hormones so now you are the one to suffer from the consequences. 

“Well you know” Mark starts off as you take a sip of your tea, “to get rid of a cold it's best to have se-” before he was able to finish the sentence you threw a cushion on his face, laughing he raised his hands up admitting defeat. 

“At least it worked the first time” he whispered, scrolling through Netflix in search of something to watch. 

[tuanstars]

Would you do a scenario of pegging Mark?

Mark Tuan + Pegging

｡･:*˚:✧｡ mark mewled as you pulled him up and fucked into him deeper, one hand wrapped around his throat, the other, gripping his hip tightly. your thighs began to burn from the sheer amount of force you put into the movement of your hips, but it’d be worth it in the end when you got to see how beautifully fucked out mark looked when he was about to cum untouched.

his hand reached back to grip at your thighs as your hips snapped into his furiously, to slow you down a bit as he feared he was reaching his high to quickly. he went limp for a moment when you hit that spot inside him, his arms falling to the side, head falling back so that it lay on your shoulder, hips stuttering as he tried to grind back onto you.

“r-right there,” he said in a breathy moan. ‘if y-you keep doing that - nngh - i’m g-gonna cum,” he moans out, mouth falling open. “that’s the plan, baby,” you tell him as you left kisses and hickies down his exposed neck.

“oh fuck — i-i’m coming-“ he says and his eyes close tight for a moment, body growing tense, and then all at once, he relaxes in your arms. his cum gets on the towel below him and makes a mess. you slow down as you coax him through his orgasm, pulling out when he’s whimpering at the overwhelming extra stimulation.

“you did so well for me mark. i’ll be back with a towel to clean you up with,” you tell him, moving quickly to retrieve necessary aftercare items.

[honey-subs]

Yess sub mark tuan is everything~ I sent u a request a while ago but u must've not got it ^.^ can you write sub!mark trying to deny his subbyness (it's a word now shh) but then softdom!reader just kinda leads him through it? 💖💖

Shy - Mark Tuan

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

⤷pairing - mark x reader

⤷genre - soft smut

⤷summary - mark’s shy and denying that he’s a sub

⤷warnings - dom!reader, sub!mark, very soft, thigh riding, praise, aftercare

⤷notes - i did get it bb, i’m sorry it took so long!!

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

mark was pulled into your lap, his arms wrapped around your neck. his mouth moved with yours in synced harmony. he pulled away as his ears burned red. “i-isn’t this supposed to be swapped?” he asked with a breathy laugh.

“mm, no, i don’t think so.” you teased, and flexed your thigh. a whimper left his mouth at the sudden stimulation, and his cheeks began to burn red as well. “told you so.” you tell him, attaching his lips with yours and shifting him so that he rested on your right thigh.

you took your hands off his waist and moved them to his upper thighs, just shy from gripping his clothed ass. he whimpered into your mouth when you began moving his hips for him, grinding him down on your thigh. he pulled away for a moment to moan, mouth falling open as he begins to move his hips on his own.

he was hesitant to do anything more that experimentally grind on your thigh and moan into your neck. “it’s okay, baby, you can move faster.” you’d tell him, flexing your thigh. his forehead was on your shoulder and he moved faster, hips jerking in an inexperienced pace.

“you look so pretty like this, babyboy, so cute.” you told him, leaning up to place kisses on his neck as he threw his own head back, too lost in his own pleasure to blush at your sweet words.

“y-your good boy?” he asked quietly, hips stuttering in speed. “my good boy, so pretty.” you praised him. he curses, mouth falling open as his head falls against your shoulder again.

“i-i’m getting close.” he said, voice barely above a whisper as more submissive noises fell from his lips.

“you can cum, pretty boy, it’s okay baby.” you told him, hands going under his sweater to rub his stomach and sides soothingly.

his moans picked up dramatically in frequency, and you saw his eyes roll back his mouth parted in a silent moan, as warm cum spread over the front of his pants and soaked through the material, getting on your thigh.

after shocks of his orgasm flowed through him like electricity. occasionally making him twitch. his mind was fuzzy and hazy, and he didn’t really register much besides to feeling of your arms around him and the warmth of the comforter.

“are you okay?” you asked, playing with his hair as a comforting hand laid on his lower stomach. “i’m fine.” he mumbled, curling in your chest. “good.” you hum, removing both your hands to pull him closer. “i’m glad you enjoyed it.” you kissed his temple. “i truly did.” he confirmed, snuggling even farther into your neck.

before you knew it, his breathing slowed tremendously, and you heard soft snores coming from him. you just chuckled to yourself. “i love you.” you tell him quietly before melting off into sleep yourself.

[vanillaknj]

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

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

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

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

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.

[defdreamz]

btw coughs, mtl of got7 bois who would weae skirts for you 😚 aite imma jump back in the real world 😂 SEE YOU IN FEW DAYS TO SHARE THIRSTS, FAE <3 [cheating🥴]

got7 mtl; who would wear skirts?

most

bambam; bambam would love to wear skirts! although he’s such a brat that he’d use them against you just to tease you </3 pls !! imagine him slowly pulling on a skirt up his slender legs and making sure his thighs and ass are vv prominent :( he’d tease you until you couldn’t take it anymore and finally had your way w him </3

yugyeom; remember when gyeom wore that skirt for the last piece christmas show? </3 yeah :( he’d look so pretty wearing a pretty black pleated skirt !! his flushed lil cheeks & the way he tugs down the skirt bc you can see the way his cock rubs against the fabric :((

mark; mark likes wearing more feminine clothes in general so imagine him in a tiny mini skirt !! he’d look so pretty, and like the way he feels in it :( he’d love it if you praised him while he wore it !! let him know he looks good 🥺

jinyoung; jinyoung would wear it, like bambam, to tease you. he doesn’t mind wearing skirts at all, and he feels rlly pretty in them. he’ll surprise you one day by wearing only a skirt and a hoodie when you come home so that you can take out all the hardships of the day on him </3

jaebeom; now look- y’all cannot (‼️) tell me that this man doesn’t have absolutely banging legs that would not be accentuated by a pretty skirt >:( honestly, the image of jaebeom shyly tugging on the ends as he wants to look pretty for you makes me head spin !!!

youngjae; youngjae likes wearing skirts but i feel like he’d be a bit shy or insecure about wearing them :(( you’d need to praise him a lot on the rare occasions that he does wear them! he looks amazing in a plaid pleated skirt :(( his legs would look so good! a perfect canvas for you to mark !

jackson; for jackson, skirts are really just not his thing! it’s not that he doesn’t like the way he looks in them or anything (bc he knows he looks fine-) they’re just not his thing/kink :) but if it was yours, he’d make an effort to wear one on some occasions to please you!

least

[bearseokie]

kinky (M)

— Meeting an inducing man at the club, Mark puts an offer on the table you can’t refuse - an experience you can only benefit from.

pairing: fuckboy! mark tuan x gender-neutral! reader genre: smut word count: 1.1k [warnings]: temptation/seduction, biting, cursing, oral (reader receiving), praising, edging, dom/sub tones, dirty talking

got7 m.list | navi.

His tongue trailed across your skin, a hiss from the man you had only met two hours prior making you shiver with anticipation. “Open yourself up. There’s so much you haven’t done yet, wouldn’t you want to try it?”

Mark had sweet talked you into understanding that sex is meant to be an experience and not just a physical activity, the man’s outrageously encouraging voice leading you home to his apartment with glistening eyes and a smirk on his lips.

Zero intoxication although you met at a club had completely befuddled you, the man’s entire entrancement on you and yourself alone. He wasn’t some creep, he kept a distance from you the entire time — but his eyes told you stories you wanted to feel, make real, indulge in. The tone in his voice drove you wild, the slightest touch to his leg as you tempted his imagery full force. “If you’re so curious about my sex life, why don’t you let me show you what I know?”

“Why don’t we spin this around?” His eyes were almost cold in the way they looked over your form, mentions of the vanilla sex you had become accustomed to almost boring him to sleep. “Allow me-” A vague click of his tongue had you reeling for his touch, the man’s distant hands merely clenching in the imagination that they were already feeling your skin. “-to enlighten you on what I know, instead.”

A proposition you would have never agreed to had you met him on any other occasion, you found yourself chained by cuffs to his bedpost, a tie tied around your head to cover your eyes, and Mark’s mouth between your thighs before you could even question what exactly you had gotten yourself into.

“Do you naturally tie up those who impulse you?” The question begged for him to be more open with what he was doing outside of your blindfold, a light lick at your center causing you to gasp.

His laughter was almost dark, the man had you where he wanted you. “No, actually-” Voice like a frat boy, you could tell he was only in on all of this for the fun. His lingering tongue poked at you in the middle of his sentence for emphasis on how much control he had over you in the moment, your moan buried by a bite at your lip. “-I usually just ask for them to come upstairs and they eventually do. Then we get down to business; I cum, they cum, and we separate into our own, different worlds once more in the hopes that we never cross paths again.

Your chuckle was swallowed by the moan as his tongue took over you, the wet muscle running patterns against you that had your eyes clenching shut and voice cracking when you attempted to speak. “S-So what makes me so different?”

“You asked for this.” His tongue fell deep against you, his name rolling off of your tongue like a sin. The metal around your wrists were enough to contain the fighting limbs, but your thighs around his head nearly choked him as the man inhaled a deep breath and continued to work at your body. “And I think you’re enjoying it more than you want to admit.”

“I’ve told you this a-already~” your voice sang, his mouth doing things to you that even those you dated didn’t think of acting out. “I’m new at this.”

“And you’re doing so well.” His tongue swiveled at the end of his sentence, the sparkles in your eyes from the first moment at the club continuing to cling to your sight as your eyes were shut again under the blindfold. He was lifting you higher and higher, your orgasm intact — but just as your senses told you, Mark wasn’t so simple to please. The man pulled from you, your legs kicking at his side. Hands clenching at your knees, he pressed them down into the soft mattress. Wearing the widest grin ever to be on someone’s face, the smile was completely overtaking his mouth. Soaring from your cries of his name and battered growls from your throat — it was another layer he got to help you experience, edging never on your menu until now.

“Oh, come on!” You cried out, eyes peeling open when his fingers lifted the blindfold. Finally allowed to see his cheeky grin, he sat up from the middle of your legs with his hair a wreck from running his own fingers through the locks.

“You didn't do that yet.”

A tease, the man was dragging out the process on purpose. His eyes captured your gaze as he lifted his upper body to align with your own. Hand separating your sweating back from his mattress, he curved your spine forward, torso pressed against his as you panted to catch your breath. His other hand brushed against your temple to glide the tie off your skull, the tight fabric making your head throb, your skin coated with sweat as your body pried for an orgasm to hit.

“See-” he began, another one of his bachelor speeches. “-the reason you’ve never been pleased like this, how I can please you-”

“Is because you didn’t let me finish, you bastard.”

His eyes were stern, thumb pressing into the bottom of your jawline to bring your chin up. Your teeth clenched down onto your tongue, a pleased look finally filling his gaze. “Don’t speak when I’m talking.” he gritted lightly.

His form was heavy over your own, his cock throbbing against your waist as you hissed at his power and became content with whatever he was sharing. His words were only meant to be a lesson, your mind intaking everything he spoke — but that didn’t mean you had to wear a focused face to gain anything from him. This he knew, pressing his thigh against you to replace where his mouth left off, the teetering of his limb bringing shocks through your body as you fought the restraints to hold onto him.

“The reason you’ve never been pleasured like I can pleasure you is because those that think sex is only meant to be intimate have the wrong idea. Intimacy means trust, and trust is usually paired with a situation that’s potentially threatening, correct?” You nodded in time to watch Mark’s bottom lip sink between his teeth. So focused, so drowned by your body underneath him; he had prepared you without you acknowledging his game plan. “You have to do foreplay first, so why skip the trust exercise?” You could see the cogs turning in his brain, Mark’s eyes flashing with arousal as his mouth watered. “What’s your pain level, baby?”

[pars-ley]

Sincerely, MINE

Pairing: Idol Taehyung x Female Fan Reader ft Jaebeom

Summary: Date night with Taehyung turns into dinner with some members of Got7 and some flirting from their leader, Jaebeom, to which your idol boyfriend doesn't take too kindly.

Genre: Idol! au / Reaction! au / Established relationship / Smut / One-shot

Rating: 18+ (Nsfw)

Warnings: Dom!Tae / Sub!Reader / Slight exhibitionism / Slight possessiveness / Unprotected sex (wrap it up guys) / Swearing 

Word count: 2400

A/N: Beta read by @papillonsgf @unoriginal-username15432 and @wheresmymoniat you three are amazing and so helpful, thank you! Thank you to @yeojaa​ for making the break line as I am incapable of such simple things.

I’m posting this for the @btsholidaybingo​ One of my squares was ‘Kim Taehyung’. 

If you want jealous Tae featuring a confident and suave Jaebeom then I hope you enjoy this.

“Hey, Taehyung!” You hear someone call, as you turn to see Mark Tuan from GOT7 walking quickly towards the two of you, a large smile stretching his mouth.

“Mark! How are you?” Taehyung asks, with his bright, boxy grin. The one that makes your insides clench.

“Good, man, it’s good to see you.” He replies, patting him on the shoulder and giving it a gentle squeeze. “And who's this?” He turns his attention and his brilliant smile to you.

Taehyung practically beams, as his arm winds tightly around your waist, hugging you against his side. “This is my y/n.” He announces proudly.

“So nice to meet you, y/n. I’ve definitely heard a lot about you.” He takes your hand, his grip soft as he slowly shakes. “Why don’t the two of you join us? Will be good to catch up, Tae and to get to know you better, of course.” He grins wider, flashing his set of perfectly straight teeth.

Please, please, please. You look up at Tae with wide hopeful eyes and he can’t help but nod in agreement. 

Mark leads you over to his table where BamBam gets up to greet you both. He's not shy and he pulls you instantly into a warm embrace, his words sweetly echoing Mark's statement of how nice it is to meet you. 

That’s when you see him. Jaebeom. Long hair swept back behind his ears, an ethereal being if ever you saw one. He’s even more handsome in real life, they all are. 

His calm demeanour precedes him as he sits casually in the corner, giving you a slight wave.

It takes all your power not to squeal and grin like an idiot. 

BamBam indicates for you to slide along the leather seats into the booth, meaning you would be sitting next to him. “JB, this is y/n, Taehyung’s girl.” Bam introduces you, as you hesitantly, and rather awkwardly, shift yourself towards him until your thighs are almost touching. 

“Hello.” He smiles politely and bows his head. Your whole face illuminates like the Las Vegas strip in response but your eyes drop shyly to your hands, placed tensely in your lap.

Everyone takes their seats and you end up neatly sandwiched in between Jaebeom and Bam, with Taehyung sitting opposite you.

“Can I just say, y/n is a huge fan of you guys.” Your boyfriend pipes up.

You feel the blush spread hot across your cheeks as Bam nudges you playfully in your side. “Ah, you like GOT7 more than BTS, huh?”

You laugh, feeling more relaxed by the minute. “BTS are number one for me, of course.” 

“Ok, ok," he waves his hand nonchalantly, "but who’s your GOT7 bias?” Bam wiggles his eyebrows suggestively and you fight back another laugh.

“It’s Jaebeom.” You hear Tae’s voice say the words and you freeze, instantly feeling your face ablaze with embarrassment. Why? Why would he do that to me? The mischievous glint in his eye sparkles with amusement but is soon replaced with an apologetic grimace when you glare at him. 

Bam taps JB’s shoulder. “Of course it is, it’s always my hyung.” He pouts but gives you a wink which sets your mind at ease that he isn't offended.

“Me?” Jaebum points to himself. “I am flattered.” He smiles coolly at you, eyes intense and watching you closely. He seems to be looking right into you, searching for your innermost kept secrets. You have to look away, feeling more bashful than ever under his consuming stare.

You all discuss what food and drink to get before Taehyung and Mark go up to order. 

Leaning back in your chair feeling a little awkward and shy, when you feel Jaebeom put his arm along the back of your headrest. He turns his body towards you, leg up on the seat. “So, have you ever been to one of our shows?” He asks, raising a perfectly arched brow, his intense gaze burning right into you once again. 

Suddenly, he doesn’t seem as reserved as you initially thought, confidence rolling off him in waves.

You shake your head. “Not yet. Hopefully soon.”

“Seriously, just let one of us know when you want to come, we’ll get you tickets and some good seats. You can even come backstage after, if you’d like and hangout.” He shrugs, as if he hadn't just offered you the chance of a lifetime.

Yes, please! Your mouth almost falls open. “T-that would be amazing! Thank you.”

A satisfied smile spreads across his mouth, pulling his lips into a beautiful curve. You’re unsure as to whether he is flirting with you or you are simply misinterpreting his kindness. 

“How long have you been with Taehyung?” He questions.

“About 8 months, now.” 

He nods slowly. “Still in the honeymoon stage then?”

You frown, not understanding the implication. “I’m sorry?”

He waves off the question. “Are you guys serious?”

Your mouth opens then closes, slightly gobsmacked at the line of questioning. "Yes."

"That's a shame." He winks at you. A movement so simple, but he makes it look so sexy and leaves your heart pounding in your ears at the implication.

As much as you would never cheat on Taehyung and are more than happy with him, this exchange has given you quite an ego boost.

Before you can even respond, Taehyung and Mark are back and you feel Jaebeom slowly remove his arm from behind you.

Thank god. You smile at Taehyung, feeling somewhat relieved he’s back, he returns it but it doesn't reach his eyes. His eyes flicker to Jaebeom and his jaw tenses’. Looks like this is going to be a fun conversation later.

As you’re saying your goodbyes, being pulled into a tight hug from Mark and then Bam, you feel the nerves spread through you like wildfire when it’s your turn to face Jaebeom. 

He takes your hand, opting out of the friendly hug, to which you are somewhat relieved about. Only to bring your hand up to his mouth and gently press his lips to your fingertips, following it with a smirk as he watches your eyes widen in panic. A thrill runs through you at the feel of his lips on your skin but it’s pushed quickly away and replaced with alarm and anxiety.

What is he doing!?

Your heart pounds frantically in your chest, attacking your ribcage with brute force. Before meeting Taehyung, I would have yearned to have this kind of attention from Jaebeom, I would have jumped at the chance...quite literally. But, since Taehyung, there isn’t anyone else that could give me what he already does. 

Your heart thrums wildly but not from want...from trepidation. Feeling Taehyung's burning gaze on the two of you makes your stomach churn. 

Releasing your hand and stepping past you, he leans in to your ear and whispers, "It's been a pleasure to meet you.” 

You gulp, feeling uncomfortable now at the exchange, no longer seeming like harmless flirting and more like a show just for Taehyung.

He leaves without so much as a backward glance. 

The other two wave, looking slightly apologetic, leaving you and Tae alone. 

A long, silent car journey home. The unease growing in the pit of your stomach. 

As soon as the door to your apartment is shut, Tae turns to face you. “Enjoy yourself tonight?” His accusatory tone makes you frown, your annoyance alight in your chest, fire running through every vein.

“What are you talking about?” You slam your keys on the counter. 

He scoffs. “Don’t give me that, I bet you were loving having your bias all over you like that.” 

“At first, of course it was flattering, sure, but if you were actually paying attention to me, then you would have seen how uncomfortable I felt. It must have been written all over my face.” 

He stops for a moment, clearly thinking back.

“Let me guess, you were too busy watching Jaebeom to notice?” You raise an eyebrow at him.

He looks down, away from you and walks over to the floor-to-ceiling window, staring down at the bustling streets below.

His reflection on the glass illuminates with the dark night sky as a backdrop.

Sighing, you close the distance between you and wrap your arms around his waist, burying your face in his broad back. You can feel the tension rolling off him in waves, all his muscles tense under your touch.

“Watching him with you…” He starts, then lets out a deep breath. “I was trying so hard to hold it in. I didn’t know what to do. All I could do was watch, while it was like he wanted to claim you right in front of me.” His voice wobbles and his body shakes.

“Hey, hey, hey,” You step in front of him and pull his face down to look at you. “No one was making any claim on me. I’m yours, utterly, completely, hopelessly yours. No one else would stand a chance.”

You see the corner of his mouth twitch into a tiny smile. “Even your bias.”

“Even my bias.” You agree. "Although, I gotta say...I think Bam might have stolen that title.”

His mouth pulls up at the side in a smile, eyes still trained on the floor but relief relaxing his features.

You lift yourself onto your tiptoes and touch your lips to his. “You weren't worried, were you?” 

He looks up, his stare fierce as he catches your teasing tone. “No.” He responds, taking a step towards you, causing you to take one back. 

“Are you sure? It seemed like you were.” You continue, knowing exactly how to press the right buttons.

“Why would I be worried?” He takes another step, frowning and pressing your back up against the cold, hard glass of the window, his body flush to yours. “You’re mine.” He almost growls.

Your body responds to his domineering demeanour, a shiver vibrating through you, your underwear already slick to you. 

He grabs your hands and pins them, by the wrists, above your head. “Say it.” He commands.

“I’m yours.” You whisper, your legs weak with anticipation. 

You feel his hand travel up your skirt, lightly caressing your thigh, until he reaches your hot, throbbing crotch. 

He groans when he feels the wet patch already soaking through the lace. “You want me?”

You nod.

“How do you want me? Tell me what you want.” He rubs light circles on your concealed clit.

You moan from the feeling of him touching you but also of him not touching you enough. “Fuck me.” You look up at him, your innocent eyes meeting his. “Fuck me against this window."

You see the heat flash in his eyes and he roughly pulls your panties down and starts unbuckling his belt. His hand comes back to your clit, running his fingers along your wet folds and feeling your entrance. 

“I’m gonna stretch you open, baby.” He whispers, licking your arousal off his fingers. 

You clench your legs together at the sight, desperate for some relief.

He pulls out his generous erection, his jeans still up but open. 

You bite your lip as you look at him and his perfect dick that’s about to ruin you.

He grabs your leg and hooks it over his arm, then lines himself against your entryway. Slowly he pushes himself in and you can’t keep quiet as you feel yourself stretch over him, swallowing him inside you, greedily.

The noise he makes once he’s levelled in you is so sinful it has you clenching around him. 

“You feel so good.” He says, eyes never leaving yours as he starts to move pushing your buttocks against the cold glass of the window.

His hand comes up to your face, cupping your jaw possessively and keeping you focused on him. He thrusts into you, slow and hard but controlled. He knows what you like and he’s showing you exactly that. 

“Who does this pussy belong to?” He asks, eyes trained on your mouth.

You moan, “You, Taehyung.”

“Who can make you this wet?” He thrusts into you harder, hitting that perfect place each time.

“You, just you!” You clasp his broad shoulders, as you feel your orgasm building, your core tight and ready to spring.

“Can anyone else make you feel this good?” He pants.

Your sweet release is so close but you can’t give into it, not until he tells you. “No one.” You whisper, hardly able to focus on anything but the pressure of your impending orgasm. 

Your mind swirls, with his words, his movements and the idea that people in the buildings across from you could see your intimate tangle unfold, it all makes your core ache with pure desperation and raw lust. 

“Would JB be able to make you this wet?” He asks through gritted teeth.

You shake your head, eyes rolling from the thrill. His hard dick moves with such lavish purposely, your body shudders against him.  

“Say it.” He barks, breathing hard and fast. 

He must be close, please let him be close, I can’t hold off for much longer.

“N-no, he wouldn’t!” You call out. “God, Taehyung, please.”

“What, baby?”

“Please, let me cum.” You beg, eyes pleading frantic and fierce.

He smirks, then presses his lips against yours, so tender and soft in comparison to the painful grip on your wrists he still has. 

Oh my god, I’m gonna cum, it all feels too good.

“Cum for me.” He whispers, sending new chills cascading down your spine. He thrusts hard into you one more time as you fall apart, everything unravelling as your walls clench around him, milking him to orgasm too. His warm seed spilling into you, filling you completely.

Your mind and body are full of him as you’re unable to focus on anything but the sounds of his pleasure and the bliss he’s giving you. You don’t want it to end. 

“Fuck, y/n.” He grinds into you, the feeling prolonging the spasms of pleasure. 

As the pulses of your climax die down, he releases your leg and pulls you away from the window but still has you pressed firmly against him. 

“No one else.” You reutter to him as his forehead meets yours tenderly.

Smirking, he raises an eyebrow. “Oh baby, we’re not done yet. I’m gonna have you calling my name all night, to make sure you know exactly who you belong to.” 

[fairyhwngs]

if requests are open, how about some sub! mark tuan? (i’m terrible at coming up with plots though, i’m deep in my sub!mark feels so anything would be absolutely perfect lol ignore this if they’re not open, and sorry to bother! love your works!)

❝ Puppy ❞

› pairing - mark tuan x fem dom!reader

› genre - smut, fluff, hybrid au

› word count - 1.0k

› summary - your puppy hybrid’s heat is coming up and all he wants to do is breed his mistress.

› warnings - sub hybrid!mark, miss/mistress kink, pillow humping, unprotected sex, breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy / adoption, a little degradation, hella fluffy at the end

› a/n - sorry if hybrids are not your thing and feel free to request something else if not! i’ve just been wanting to write a hybrid au for a while so 👉🏽👈🏽

you sigh in relief as you finally enter your home after a long day at work. after slipping out of your shoes and hanging up your keys and purse, you pause in confusion as to why mark hadn’t immediately greeted you when you walked in.

the loyal golden retriever hybrid is always by your side—except for when you’re at work, but he really misses you when you’re gone. so much that he’s always there to greet you when you walk in so that’s why you’re confused as to why he’s not in front of you.

you shrug, figuring he must’ve fell asleep, and start to ascend the stairs before stopping after hearing a noise. a noise that sounds very familiar...

is my puppy touching himself? he’s usually really obedient so why would he be touching himself?

then it hit you—his heat is coming up!

but it’s too soon! you were hoping to have a few more days to prepare but it seems to have come early because there’s no other way your puppy would risk breaking rules.

you’re snapped out of your thoughts by mark calling out for you as his moans grow louder and you realize that he can probably smell you with his senses heightened.

you immediately make your way up the stairs and open your bedroom door to find mark—completely naked—perched on top of a pillow, aggressively thrusting against it.

“hmm, mistress! please, it hurts so bad! please help me—anghh!” he cries as his thrust begin to pick up speed.

you step further into the room, shutting the door behind you before walking to the edge of the bed.

“but you look so close already. you can cum just from humping the pillow for me, right?”

he looks up at you, teary eyes showing worry but he nods anyways because he always wants to please you.

“words.”

“yes, miss. i can do it.” he nods, thrusting as hard and fast as he can.

you take a look at his body to see how sweaty and flushed he is, poor baby must’ve been going at it for a while.

“are you fucking the pillow like you’re gonna fuck your mistress?” you start to dirty talk him through this, knowing he’ll cum soon.

“ahhh- yes! g-gonna..fuck mistress..so good! hnnngh!”

“really? i don’t think so. it’s a shame you have such a big cock and don’t even know how to use it properly.” that’s a lie. mark knows exactly what to do, he just likes being degraded so that’s what you do.

“n-no, i can...nnghhh, miss! please let me cum, it hurts so much- i need to cum!” he cries out, looking at you with teary eyes.

“so soon? go ahead and cum then, mutt.”

he immediately lets go at your words, body twitching and cum spilling onto the pillow as he lets out tiny whimpers.

though he’d usually be satisfied, his heat doesn’t allow him to relax before he’s fully hard again and the shooting pain is back.

“mmmhh mistress, please help me.” he begs as the tears begin to spill from his eyes.

you hate seeing your puppy like this, having an idea of how he must feel right now because of the time he tried to describe it to you.

“it’s okay baby, i’m gonna help you.” you assure him as you slip out of your clothes and lay down on the bed.

“c’mere. you can fuck mistress.” you motion for mark to move in front of you as you spread your legs, invitingly.

he looks at you with wide eyes and dilated pupils as he scoots closer to you, lining up with your entrance.

“can i really?” he asks, somewhat unsure.

“of course, pup. don’t you wanna fill me up? make me have all your babies?” you try coaxing him.

it seems to work because he nods his head quickly before looking down and slowly sliding inside of you without any struggle because of how wet you are.

mark lets out a loud whine before burying his face in your neck, as he sets a steady thrusting pace.

“f-feels so goood! gonna fill—nnghh gonna fill mistress with a-all of my puppies!”

“yeah? wanna see how good i’ll looks with my belly all swollen?” you both know that he can’t actually get you pregnant since, 1) you’re on birth control and 2) hybrids and humans can’t reproduce together, but you feed into the fantasy anyways.

“ahhngh, mistress! i’ll cum soon! i’m s-sorry i can’t last longer for you.” he says, ears laying flat on his head and lips trembling as he tries to hold himself back.

“it’s okay baby, i’m close too. you gonna cum? gonna fill me up and make me all pregnant?”

“hnngghh- ahhh yes! cumming-“ mark chokes out before his orgasm hits him harder than ever.

the feeling of him spilling and twitching inside of you is enough to trigger your own release and you bury your face in his neck, letting out a loud moan as you clench around him.

mark just collapses next to you and you both just hold each other as you calm down from your highs.

“y’know you can’t actually knock me up right?” you say, breaking the silence in the worst way.

why would you say that, dumbass? what if he actually wants to-

“i know. i just- i wanna be with you forever and we can always adopt...i-if you want a child..in t-the future.” he admits sheepishly, stuttering over his words.

“i would love to raise a child with you, baby. but in the future, we’re still too young!” you admit as you chuckle at the awkward conversation.

he smiles, snuggling into your neck as you rake your finger through his hair, stopping to rub his ears every couple of strokes.

the truth is, you love mark with all your heart and you do want to spend the rest of your life with him so the thought of raising a child with him—even though he physically can’t give you his—doesn’t seem half bad.

© 2020 fairyhwngs. All rights reserved.

[hansols-yoda-boxers]

Boy Group Timestamp Event Masterlist

Thank you all for joining in on the event! This was a fun way to celebrate 3k!

Ateez

Seonghwa

[11:28pm] dom!seonghwa + female reader + choking

11:12 AM with Ateez Seonghwa, making out and him being dorky

[3am] + vampire!seonghwa + marking kink

Hongjoong

9:18 hongjoong + female reader + riding + breeding kink

timestamps!! + Hongjoong + female reader + having sex and trying to be quiet backstage at one of their concerts

3:00 am + alien hongjoong + plus sized human female reader + soft smut

Yunho

5:29pm | ceo! yunho + fiancée! fem. reader & hand kink

[10:10pm] sub!yunho + male reader + kitchen sex

Yeosang

(Timestamp) sub!Yeosang + edging AND  11pm +fae!Yeosang + female reader + any sexual act you want to write

1am + Yeosang + fingering/squirting

San

3am hybrid San + female reader +mommy kink

3:11am vampire!San + female reader + doggy style

Mingi

(timestamp) + mingi + hickeys and/or biting

11pm + mingi + female reader with an oral fixation (finger sucking)

10:25am boyfriend!mingi + praise + soft dom

Wooyoung

(Timestamp) sub! Wooyoung + female reader + breeding

[01:53am] dom!wooyoung + female reader + degradation

size king! Wooyoung, 8:34pm

Jongho

thigh-riding, werewolf! jongho, 6:41pm

[9:42] dom!jongho + power play

(timestamp) Jongho + sweet 69-ing

BTS

Seokjin

(7:45 pm) soft dom! Seokjin & praise kink

Yoongi none will be done

Hoseok

(timestamp) Hoseok + female reader + backstage sex after a show

Namjoon

2:25 pm monster Namjoon +gender neutral reader + orgasm denial

Jimin

[timestamp] thigh riding with Jimin + fem!reader

Taehyung

4:44am + taehyung + filming female reader riding him + cat hybrid au (female reader being the cat hybrid)

Jeongguk none will be done

Got7

Mark

03:25 a.m + mark tuan + soft passionate sex AND /timestamp/ mark (tuan) slow/deep sex non-idol au

Jaebeom

03:30 AM + incubus! Jaebeom + corruption kink

timestamp+jaebum+video recording reader sucking his dick

Jackson

(timestamp) jackson+female reader+overstim (male receiving)

Jinyoung

(timestamp) jinyoung+female reader+fingering (female receiving)

time stamp + jinyoung + passionate (loving but a bit rough/hard)

Youngjae

01:57 boyfriend!youngjae + female reader + passionate love making + marking kink

timestamp + Youngjae + gender neutral reader + thigh riding + praise kink

Bambam

(timestamp) sub!bambam + female reader + blowjob

timestamp King!Bambam + female reader + public sex

Yugyeom

(timestamp) sub!Yugyeom + female reader + pegging + praise kink

Seventeen

Seungcheol

3:26 am, Seungcheol, fingering

Jeonghan

9:45pm, stripper! jeonghan, lap dance

Joshua

11:45 pm+ busker!joshua+ kinda public sex

Junhui

timestamp... tentacle!junhui + female reader + all holes filled

Soonyoung

(12:00 am) dom!Soonyoung + car sex

Wonwoo none

Jihoon

10:00pm Doctor!Jihoon + Female reader + fingering

Seokmin

11:11 + CEO!Seokmin + Female!Reader + Oral female receiving

Mingyu

10:23 pm, puppy hybrid!mingyu + gender neutral reader + degradation kink

Minghao

1:23 + dragon hybrid minghao + temperature play

Seungkwan

[2:07 pm] ceo! Seungkwan x reader +squirting

Hansol

11:54 Vernon+vibrator

Chan

(Timestamp) dom!Chan + mirror sex AND Timestamp+Chan+female reader+fucking from behind

[i-see-thevision]

Mine (M)

Request: “Rough sex with mark? (°▽°)” @minhollee

Genre: Completely not so pure smut turned fluff at the end

Pairing: Mark x reader

Summary: Jealousy takes a hold of Mark when one of the members gets particularly touchy with you, his girlfriend, at a photo shoot. So when you two get back to your apartment, he decides to let you know just who you belong to.

Warnings: Explicit sex; cursing; light bondage

A/N: I’m assuming you meant Mark from NCT, but if you meant Mark Tuan from Got7 then don't hesitate to request again! I’ll write one for him too ;)

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“Now if you could look to the left.” The photographer directs your boyfriend, who is clad in all black, a black and white bandana tied around his neck. 

He looked positively irresistible in all black and you never failed to mention it.

He turned his head to the left, which just happened to be where you were sitting off to the side, behind the cameras. As soon as you two made eye contact, a smirk broke out on his face. The look in his eye suggestive and mischievous.

“Yes, perfect.” The photographer commended. Clearly happy you were present to illicit such reactions from Mark.

The longer Mark looked at you in such a way, the more flustered you were getting. You shifted in your chair when he suddenly licked his bottom lip before dragging it between his teeth, eyeing you up and down slowly.

He chuckled at how easily you became hot and bothered. 

“Now to the right.” The photographer directs, causing the very intimate eye contact you and Mark were sharing to break.

You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. Wow, did you wish this shoot would just end already. The sexual tension between the two of you was getting so thick you could cut it with a knife. 

You see, Mark had been incredibly busy these past two weeks. SM had kept the boys occupied with schedules and interviews and photoshoots, like this one. And you’re glad that they are getting so much done. However, because he’s been so busy, you and Mark haven't had any alone time for two weeks. And the both of you were stressing out because of it.

You were drawn from your thoughts by a tap on your shoulder. It was Yuta, holding out a paper cup of water.

“You look thirsty.” He smiled, handing you the cup and taking a seat next to you.

You can say that again.

You chuckle ironically at the hidden implication only known to you, and take the cup from him gratefully.

“Thanks.” You smiled back, taking a sip.

“I believe there’s only Haechan left after Mark and then we’re free to go.” He informs you and you sigh, thanking the Lord. You needed this to be over.

He chuckled at your desperation to leave, placing an arm around your chair. You didn't think anything of it. Yuta has always been a pretty affectionate guy, not just with you but with all the members, especially Winwin. 

“I’m surprised they didn't use you as one of the models for the photo shoot.” He suddenly says, turning his head in the opposite direction of you to look at the camera crew. 

Your head snaps up and you turn to look at him, bewilderment written on your features. Did he basically just call you a model?

“What?” You stipulated, voicing your obvious confusion. He turned to face you, a smirked played on his lips at your confused state.

“Well I mean you’re right here, and you’re gorgeous.” He compliments, his hand now resting on your forearm. You chuckled and shook your head lightly, a blush creeping onto your cheeks.

You weren't blushing because he was making you feel feelings for him or anything, you were blushing because you were used to only Mark complimenting you like that. And little did you know, he was glaring daggers at Yuta from his position on the ground in front of the cameras. 

“Very nice job, thank you Mark. Now where’s Haechan? Haechan!” The photographer yells for the Maknae of 127, who’s next and the last to go.

Now that Mark is finally done shooting, he walks up to where you and Yuta are sitting and pulls you up by your hand. Earning a displeased look from Yuta, yet he doesn't protest.

“Time to go home.” Mark says, pulling you along towards the exit. You waved a quick, fleeting goodbye to Yuta.

“But I thought we couldn't leave until Haechan finishes?” You point out as he’s practically dragging you out of the building.

“I don’t care, we’re leaving now.” He says finitely, opening the passenger side door of your car for you while walking over to the driver’s side and getting in.

You furrow your eyebrows and shake your head to yourself, in confusion, before getting in and buckling up.

The ride to your apartment was dead silent. And you’d be lying if you said you weren't a little anxious. Mark clearly wasn't happy and you didn't really know why. Everything was going fine. Mark was doing a great job in front of the cameras, he was having a dandy time undressing you with his eyes, you didn't do anything other than talk to- ...oh.

It suddenly hit you.

Yuta.

Mark was jealous.

By the time you came to the realization of the problem here, Mark had parked in front of your apartment building. It took him no time at all to get you out of the car and pull you up the steps, quickly making his way to your door. He unlocked the door with his spare key you gave him and tugged you inside.

As soon as the door was shut, you were pinned against it. Mark took both your wrists in one hand and held them above your head, pinning them against the door as well.

“Mark-” You began your explanation on Yuta’s behalf but barely got his name out before his lips were on yours. You couldn't help but react, immediately kissing him back. 

Your hands flew to the back of his neck, threading your fingers through his hair. He used his free hand to tilt your head, deepening the kiss further. When you felt his tongue slip into your mouth, you let out a breathy moan and tugged on his strands a little. The kiss was heated, bordering on desperate. 

Actually scratch that. He was most definitely desperate, you both were. You both had been waiting for this for far too long. 

Mark reached down and grabbed the back of your thighs just under your ass, lifting you up but not before whispering a very sensual “jump” against your lips. You obeyed, jumping up and wrapping your legs tight around his waist. Mark’s hips grinned into yours as soon as your ankles locked behind him. 

You tugged at the thin material of his ripped black shirt, loving how it looked on him but knowing you’d love it better off of him. He got the message and stopped his assault on your lips briefly so you could pull it off of him, tossing it haphazardly onto the floor. As soon as he was rid of the material, he attached his mouth to your neck, leaving a wet trail as he moved upwards. You felt him smirk when he reached a specific spot, right underneath your jawline. He knew that was your weak spot, knew that you’d turn completely sub for him as soon as he bit down on it. The high pitched whimper that left your lips proved this. 

He was going to be in charge tonight. And you both knew it.

You lived for the nights that Mark would go full dom. Normally you were both in mutual control. However the nights that Mark took complete control were secretly your favorite, even though you would never admit that to him. 

Mark lifted you off the wall and blindly found his way to your bedroom. He didn't need to see to know where he was going, he had your whole place mapped out in his head. Specifically how to get from anywhere in your apartment to your bed, his favorite place. You pushed the door open and he expertly found his way to your bed, dropping you down with a soft bounce. 

The atmosphere seemed to shift when Mark changed the pace a bit, crawling up your body exceptionally slow. Unbuttoning your shirt from bottom to top, removing the unwanted material from your body and disposing it onto the floor. His thumbs brushed over your already hardened nipples underneath your white lace bra. He swiftly rid it from your body, admiring your bare chest but showing restraint as he simply continued his ascent. When he became level with your gaze, you saw something different in his eyes... something sinful. Your suspicions were confirmed when you felt his fingers wrap around your wrists. He brought your arms up and over your head, leaning down until his lips met your ear. 

“I think I need to remind you who it is you belong to, sweetheart...” He practically growled into your ear, bitting down on your lobe gently. The action sending warmth straight to your core. You watched as he took his free hand and untied the bandana from around his neck, brining it up to secure your wrists to the headboard above you. “...and I intend to do just that.”

As soon as your wrists were firmly tied above your head, you pulled on the restraints. He had never tied you up before, and you'd be lying if you said it wasn't turning you on. Just the thought of being completely at his mercy, completely defenseless to his touch. The anticipation was killing you. You needed him to touch you, to do something, anything.

Your silent wish was granted as he brought his hands to your breasts. He massaged them gently before bringing his mouth to your left nipple, swirling his tongue around your sensitive bud. A very breathy moan escaped your lips as he blew against the saliva he left there. He didn't fail to give equal attention to your other breast before leaving a wet trail down your stomach to your jeans. 

He unbuttoned your jeans and pulled them down your legs, you lifted your legs so he could pull them off and toss them onto the floor next to your other clothing. He languidly trailed his hands up your thighs, a devilish smirk playing on his lips.

You swear you heard him whisper “mine” under his breath before he leaned down and kissed your hip bones. The unexpected gentleness catching you off guard. He took the waistband of your lace panties between his teeth and maintained eye contact as he slowly dragged them down. He took your legs in his hands, lifting them to fully remove the last piece of clothing left on your body. 

He leaned down and his nose brushed against the skin of your calf and gentry trailed higher up your leg, driving you insane as he reached your thigh, then your hip. He bit down on the skin there, quickly soothing the bite with his tongue, forming a purple-is bruise in its place. He was marking you, that was common when his possessive side came out. His head then moved to be level with your core, his tongue sticking out to lick a long slow stripe up your folds. You tugged against your restrains, wanting to push his head where you needed him most. He chuckled at your desperation, clearly enjoying himself. He left a fleeting, much too soft kiss on your clit before bringing his head back up to meet yours. 

“Please Mark... I need you.” You panted, beginning to squirm from all this foreplay. Your thighs squeezed together in an attempt to gain some sort of friction but Mark quickly pushed your legs apart with his knee, eliciting a whine from you. 

“Wrong name, Princess.” His voice dropped an octave. Mark was in rare form tonight, and your core throbbed as you realized what he meant. You bit your lip before correcting yourself.

“Please... Daddy.” You almost moaned out. The sound of that word leaving your lips sent Mark into a frenzy. His undeniably sexy black jeans came off, along with his briefs. You struggled against your restrains again as you watched his fully hardened member spring against his abdomen.

His lips attacked your own, teeth clashing against yours in a messy, heated kiss. He opened your lips with his, allowing his tongue to slip in and explore what felt like every inch of your mouth. He only pulled away when you clearly needed air. He dragged your bottom lip between his teeth as he guided your legs to wrap around his waist. He leaned over to grab a condom from your bedside drawer, opening it with his teeth and sliding the latex onto his cock.

He guided his tip to your entrance, teasingly rubbing himself against your folds, mixing his pre-cum with your wetness. Your head fell back though, along with a groan, when he slammed himself inside you unexpectedly. He stayed there, hips meeting yours as you adjusted. After a couple moments, he began moving. His set his pace fast and hard, pounding into you as his hands gripped your waisted. His fingers leaving little red ovals in your skin there. Your head was spinning, uncontrollable moans left your lips. You were in complete ecstasy.

“Now who do you belong to, Princess?” Mark growled as he brought his lips to your ear. You yelped in surprise when you felt his hand come down on your ass. 

“You Daddy! I belong to you!” You choked out as he quickened his pace, spanking your ass again. He thrusted into you faster, soft grunts leaving his lips as he did so.

“Good girl.” He praised as he left marks on your neck and all over your chest. You were so close to your release, pulling hard on the bandana preventing you from touching him. You needed to touch him. You needed to feel his skin beneath your fingers. 

Mark sensed this and swiftly untied your wrists. Like a magnet, your arms flew around his neck. Your fingernails dragged down his back, leaving angry red lines in their wake. The mixed sounds of skin slapping against skin and lewd squelching would normally make you blush if you weren't so captivated by the movement of his hips. 

Your breathing quickened as Mark brought his hand to your clit, rubbing rough circles against it. That was all it took to send you over the edge. You bit down on his shoulder as you tried to muffle the scream that escaped your lips as you came. Profanities fell from Mark’s mouth as he came right after, continuing to thrust into you as he rode out both your highs. 

Mark flopped on the bed next to you, both of you catching your breath. You played there for a while before Mark got up briefly to dispose of the condom. He then crawled back into the bed, bringing the covers over both of you. He pulled you close to him, kissing your forehead.

“I hope I wasn't too rough on you.” He smiled against your hair, knowing damn well you enjoyed that as much as him if not more.

“That was amazing. I hope you know I’m yours and only yours.” You breathed, snuggling closer to him. 

“And I’m yours.” He kissed the top of your head, “I love you, y/n.” He whispered firmly. 

“I love you too.” You whispered back, you couldn't help smile forming on your face as he pulled you closer. 

The sound of his breathing evening out, the last thing you could hear before you fell asleep.

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A/N: AHH SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG TO WRITE, MY LOVE. Thank you all for reading, I love you my bbys <3