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[applesooyoung]

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[beautifulpersonpeach]

Hi BPP,

SM idols are in a different high class of musicality and dance compared to Hybe right? I know Hybe is chasing SM to merge with their company and idols but isn't it a bit pathetic bc SM idols never care about Hybe singers? Idk it just looks one sided and desperate to me.

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Hi Anon,

See, normally this is the sort of ask I'd ignore cause, huh? And secondly, huh? But you sent in variations of this ask a few times, and it's very easy to respond to so here you go:

Zico, a HYBE artist, put out a song called New Thing last year. It did really well in Korea and I personally like it - I'd rate the track a solid 7/10.

I don't think there's any group of idols who have covered New Thing more than SM idols...

For your education:

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...and this is aside from the fact there's a long history of SM idols covering HYBE artists and collaborating with them. I mean, Jimin's collab stage with Taemin is still in the top 30 videos on KBS's channel, six years later.

And honestly, I don't really understand how you think Anon - who cares who is covering who?

HYBE is combination of different labels each with their own sound and identity. The diversity in sound and musicality in HYBE is one that you'll find in no other k-pop company, simply because of how the company is structured, leaving full creative freedom to their independent sub-labels. Rather than a company like SM where thanks to the latest, um, news, we now know no music, no concept, nothing at all in that company is released without the contribution from and approval of Lee Sooman under his divine Kwangya vision.

Your ask is emblematic of the sorts of talking points you see from k-pop stans in k-pop spaces, and why it's difficult to have any really meaningful conversations here because before I even start addressing your actual question, I have to first state what is obvious and publicly available information which in this space will be read as me 'defending HYBE' or whatever else. Anon, I suggest you spend more time listening to music in k-pop, from both SM and HYBE artists. In fact I'm giving you homework: listen to two SM albums you've never listened to before, and two HYBE artists you've never listened to before, watch one live video on any song from those albums for each company, and then come back here and tell me what you think of their music, musicality, and what you think of the first ask you sent me.

Good luck.

[ja3hwa]

Same groupssss 🐢💚 but I've got shinee and few others to mine too.

But Babe Rocky leaving 😭😭😭😭 also how do you pick a bias from a group of 23(?) Or 13 is so confusing but admittedly Jisung Park is my son 🤣🤣💙

Oh, I forgot shinee ahh. I honestly have so many favourites I forget half of them aha. But yeah rocky leaving broke my heart, but I hope and wish him well on his new journey.

Also with nct ahba yeah 23 members and people try and bias one member!??! Thats crazy. So I bias for each sub unit:

Nct127 is Jaehyun

NctDream is Jaemin and Jeno

Wayv is Kun and Xiaojun

Nctu is Ten

Thats how i work it out anyways haha but yes Jisung is such a babyyyy

[fairyofjaeyun]

k j w ➳ chicken nuggets ☾

[10:36] now playing: only in my dreams - the marías

[warning] mommy kink, cg/l undertones, mentions of abuse, handjob, blowjob, mention of a panic attack, slightly little!jungwoo

2nd person // 2k words

[a/n] here’s an old jungwoo fic cause he’s been wrecking me so bad

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you huffed as you set down the heavy bag of dog food after feeding the last pet. you smiled at the little dachshund chowing down on his food, making a mess. you run your hand down his thin coat. "goodnight, scrappy. I'll see you tomorrow." he paid no attention to you because licking every last crumb was far more important. hence why you named him scrappy.

"hey, jennie!" you called out to your coworker. she peeked her head out the door. "yeah?" she answered, holding one of the baby kittens. "you think you could close up shop tonight? I'm exhausted." you groaned dramatically. "sure. I still have a couple of litter boxes to clean." she scrunched up her nose and you chuckled.

you gave her a farewell before grabbing your bag and heading out the shelters front entrance. you've been working there for about a year now. you may not get paid much but helping out animals always made you feel good about yourself. and the fact that it was only a 15 minute walk from your house made it extra convenient.

it was damp and chilly from the rain earlier. a slight, calm breeze flowed through your hair. however, the humidity still lingered in the air, making you feel gross and sticky.

after walking a couple of blocks, you heard a faint noise. at first, you thought you were just imagining things because it was so hushed and soft. as if the evening wind whispered in your ear. but as you kept walking, it progressively got louder, sending chills throughout your spine and your hand digging in your unorganized bag for your phone.

you still couldn't make out what it was, and being alone on the empty street made it even more eerie. you looked around until you noticed a small silhouette sitting against the wall of the antique store with their head buried in their knees. it looked like a boy.

you stared, a bit petrified, until you heard an identical noise come from the vulnerable figure. his upper body shaking. you slowly walked up to him, now recognizing the soft noise as sobs. "hey." you said gently. he picked his head up. the dull street lights were bright enough to show some of the feminine features of his face. his cheeks were red and his eyes were puffy from crying, his light brown hair covering his forehead.

then it clicked, he was one of the cashiers at the ice cream shop just a few doors down from the shelter. what was his name, again? johnny? jeno? "are you okay? what's wrong?" you kneeled down to his level, you saw nothing but despair reflecting from his bloodshot eyes.

you've only seen him a couple of times at the shop but he always looked so smiley, like nothing in the world could ever bring him down. it hurt to see him like this even though you never had a proper conversation with him.

he sniffled and rubbed his bare arms after feeling the cool wind. "t-they yelled a-t me." he hiccups. "who? who yelled at you?" you asked. he stared down at his aching legs, his jeans were drenched and sticking to his skin. "my mommy and h-her boyfriend, they h-hit me. I- c-can't go home, I-I'm s-so scared." more tears streamed down his face as his breath became short and unsteady.

you immediately put your hand on his shoulder to calm him. "hey, it's okay. deep breaths." you helped him gain control of his breathing before moving his hair away from his face. "if you want you could stay with me for the night." he looked at you with big, twinkling eyes. "really?" he asked with enthusiasm, like a kid who's just been told that he was going to disneyland.

even you were surprised by your offer. why the hell would you take home a grown man you don't even know? maybe it's because he wasn't his age mentally, he had the personality of a little kid. his voice was gentle and pure, he wore pastel colored clothing, and was extremely sensitive and easily trusted others. shit, he held your hand the whole way home.

you took out your house key, the boy’s fingers still intertwining with yours, then unlocked your front door, revealing your dark living room. after turning on the lights, you offered the young boy some food. "are you hungry? I don't have much since I haven't gone grocery shopping but you can help yourself to whatever you want."

"thank you, y/n/n." he gave you a quick hug, which caught you off guard. on the way home, you had introduced yourself and he called you by your nickname because he thought it was cute. and he had introduced himself as well; jungwoo. you knew it was with a j.

he looked through your cabinets and refrigerator before he gasped loudly, making you turn your head because you thought he was having another panic attack. "chicken nuggets!" he pulls out the big bag of frozen chicken nuggets from the freezer with a bright, toothy smile.

you put a hand on your chest in relief. "don't scare me like that." you said rather harshly. you immediately regret it when you saw his lip quiver into a pout. "I'm sorry." he whispered, focusing on his feet.

"nononono, its okay!" you shouted before he could start crying again and grabbed his hand. "I'm not mad at you." jungwoo studied your panicked expression, trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill. "are you sure? you're not gonna hit me, are you?"

that sentence instantly tugged at your heartstrings. "no, sweetie. I would never hurt you." jungwoo slowly raised his pinky, looking at you with big puppy eyes. "promise?"

you had to hold back some tears of your own. not just from sadness, but from anger as well. who the hell would lay a hand on him? sick fucking parents.

you flashed him a genuine smile, hooking your pinky with his. "I promise." he giggled and wrapped his arms around you, snuggling his head into the crook of your neck. "thank you!"

you awkwardly pat his head. "you're welcome, kid." there was short moment of silence as he continued to nuzzle against you. "uhhhh, do you want me to make the chicken nuggets?" you said, feeling uncomfortable yet content at the same time. emotions are weird.

he nodded instantly before clapping his hands together. "yes, please!" he shouted but because his voice was so soft it wasn't much different from his normal tone. "ight. you want them in the microwave or oven?"

"Oven, please. I like em crispy." he then scurried off to your living room to go explore the new environment. you shook your head as you opened the bag of frozen nuggets that were less than halfway gone. all it took was a quick growl of your stomach for you to dump the rest of the bag onto a pan and put them into the oven.

after putting them in the oven and wiping the nugget crumbs off your hands, you went to go search for some dry clothes for jungwoo. you went into your closet and got your oversized sweatpants and a plain tee shirt before finding him sitting on the couch with a pout.

"jungwoo, what's wrong?" he made a small whimper before hesitantly glancing at you. "umm... I have a situation..." he mumbled softly before spreading his legs, showing off his erected member. you couldn't help but stare at it as it twitched underneath his soaked jeans. "are you mad at me?"

"uhhhh..." you cleared you throat. "n-no. you can—uhm— take care of it in your room, I guess?" it was more of a suggestion than an offer. because what the fuck are you supposed to do in this situation? "can you do it?" he whined, palming his bulge.  shit! now what? if it was any other guy, even a close friend, you would've said “fuck no.” but the way he stared at you—practically begging with his eyes—it did something to you.

you mentally took a deep breathe and walked over to him, kneeling between his legs. "it hurts." he winced at the slightest touch. his tight jeans didn't make it any better. "how long have you been hard?" you asked out of curiosity because you don't recall him having boner when you met him a good one hour ago.

"ummm— I don't know. an hour?" you rubbed your temple and grumbled a low "of course" under your breath. jungwoo watched you contemplate your life choices, oblivious. "fuck it." you cursed out loud, and before you could change your mind, you palmed him roughly and he whimpered.

you started massaging his erection with you palm, going in small, circular motions as he arched his back. "y-yes! that feels so good~" he rotated his hips to gain more friction, letting out a painful moan. your core was on fire from the wonderful noises he was making. you slipped your hand down to your clothed clit and started rubbing it through your jeans.

"can you take my pants off, please?" he asked, cutely. you swiped your tongue across your lips as you swiftly unzipped his damp jeans and tossed them onto the floor. the pink heart decorated cotton he wore urged you to smile before locking your eyes on his cock that leaked through his boxers.

jungwoo winced when you tightly gripped his shaft and proceeded to pump him. "oh~ yes!" he moaned. his hand searched for yours and he intertwined your fingers together.

to ease his pain, you decided to take off his boxers and he practically screamed when his naked dick met your warm hand. "yes, mommy!" those words made you pause mentally. it made your stomach engulf in flames because of how angelic yet lewd he said it. it also made everything click into place—he was a submissive and his no good dom fucked him over.

something exploded inside of you: a whole mix of unexplainable emotions. "does mommy make you feel good?" you purred seductively, making jungwoo whimper and nod his head. "yes! you're so much better than my old mommy." you grabbed his chin and exposed his neck so you could sink your teeth into him. you left pretty purple marks all over him before hovering your lips over his ear and saying, "good."

your hot breath made him shiver. goosebumps trailed all over his body as you sucked on his earlobe and continued to jack him off. his member twitched in your hands as he balled his fists. "mommy, can I touch you? p-please?" he asked. his big, mesmerizing eyes pleading at you. you unattached your lips from his ear. "of course, baby." he grinned and placed his hands on your waist, slowly inching up towards your boobs.

he exhaled harshly when he cupped your breasts, loving how they fit perfectly in his hands. "you're so pretty, mommy." he beamed, continuing to play with your boobs. you couldn't resist a light chuckle, a faint blush surfacing on your face. "thank you, baby." you both locked eyes for a moment, admiring each other, before jungwoo lightly pushes down your head to collide with his lips.

it took you by surprise, but you eventually follow his rhythm in a sweet, passionate kiss. he moaned into your mouth a few times from the combination of you jerking him and your tongue exploring his mouth. although, he was the first one pull away. a short string of saliva still connected the two of you. "mommy, I'm gonna cum." you started moving your hand faster, making his hips buck. "cum for mommy, baby." He moaned lewdly before aching his back and cumming all over his stomach and your hands.

he was out of breath, his chest rose up and down in a rapid manner. "good boy." you praised, smearing his juices all over his stomach. "thank you, mommy." he showed off his toothy grin, innocent as ever. then suddenly a short ding came from the oven, letting you know that the nuggets will be done in less than a minute. "perfect timing." you chuckled.

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[dojae-huh]

I'm a bit out of the loop, but SM updated its sites.

Interesting stuff from Musician folder.

- NCTU, WayV and SuperM have Lucas. Lucas is amidst the current artists. Other groups don't have ex-members mentioned. WayV group's introduction has all 7 members names listed in age order.

- NCT127 has WinWin listed. It's a 10 member unit.

- The duos of YY-Ten and Kun-XJ have their own pages like other established sub-units (K.R.Y., EXO-CBX), which hints at these units being permanent. Tende/4 seasons/TaeTen are under NCT U.

- Taeyong has his YT channel listed, Haechan doesn't have his IG yet. Heh.

- Brown-eyed-girls and the rookie gg Billie are under SMtown, I didn't know (sub-label Mystic story).

- Minseo is under SM. Which is a relief, so she does get OSTs, I thought she dissapeared.

- If I'm not mistaken it's that stylist with a YT channel JaeDo+JN went to. So she is under SM as well.

[calicapalica]

bg bias list

once again, i’ve never made one of these and since i’m a multi-group stan, i decided to make one. here’s a list of all of my male faves <3 enjoy!

bts 

kim taehyung (v) ✩ visual, lead dancer, and vocalist

bias wrecker: jeon jeongguk (jungkook) ✩ main vocalist, lead dancer, sub-rapper, center, and maknae

exo (ot9)

kim minseok (xiumin) ✩ lead vocalist, lead dancer, and rapper

bias wrecker: byun baekhyun ✩ main vocalist 

got7

park jinyoung ✩ visual, center, face of the group, lead dancer, lead vocalist, rapper

superm, nct127, nctu, nct2018, and nct dream (pre-2019)

mark lee ✩ main rapper, main dancer (lead dancer in superm), and vocalist (and maknae in superm)

he’s probably my ult bias too!!

superm bias wrecker: byun baekhyun ✩ leader and main vocalist

nct dream (2019-present)

na jaemin ✩ visual, lead dancer, lead rapper, and vocalist

bias wrecker ✩ lee donghyuck (haechan) ✩ main vocalist and lead dancer

seventeen 

joshua hong ✩ lead vocalist and visual

lee chan (dino) ✩ main dancer, lead rapper, sub-vocalist, and maknae 

astro 

moon bin (moonbin) ✩  main dancer, center, and lead vocalist

shinee 

choi minho ✩ main rapper, visual, and vocalist

rest in peace jonghyun </3

pentagon

yang hongseok ✩ lead vocalist

bias wrecker: kang hyunggu (kino) ✩ face of the group, main dancer, rapper, and vocalist

stray kids

yang jeongin ✩ vocalist and maknae 

bias wrecker: hwang hyunjin ✩ main dancer, lead rapper, and visual 

bias wrecker: lee minho (lee know) ✩ main dancer, vocalist, and rapper

[jenoismysunshine]

💛🍒No puedo escribir sobre WayV porque aún no sabemos sí es una sub-unidad de NCT en China y no sé su concepto como tal.🍒💛 . . #nct #nctu #nct127 #nctdream #nct2018 #nctfacts #nctzens #nctzens #nctfacts #factsnct #nct127facts #factsnct127 #smtown #jungwoo #jaehyun #doyoung #taeyong #taeil #johnny #yuta #winwin #kun #haechan #mark #jeno #jaemin #renjun #jisung #chenle #taeyong #ten #lucas https://www.instagram.com/p/Bsl3dovhsmC/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1uo2cgsmklntf

[lovemazes]

@nctus the farthest i'd go is him being a switch leaning towards sub but i really don't see any dom in him

[fairyofjaeyun]

you ask them to wear a maid dress ☾

[16:06] now playing: tek it - cafuné

[a/n] I know the maid dress hype has died down but I’m not over it ok

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—doyoung ✩

he’s gonna look at you like you’ve gone mad. it’ll definitely be something that he thinks about, if he doesn’t cringe about it that is. but ultimately he’ll do it because he “loves you.” his words. once he slips it on and finally gets the courage to show you he’s already pouting. “there. are you happy now? wait what are you doing?” he’s taken aback as you walk up to him and push him down to his knees. then you shove a black ball gag into his mouth, muffling the rest of his words. “oh you just look so cute!” you exclaim, pulling up your camera on your phone. the sudden flash makes doyoung squint and his cheeks flare up. before he could protest you push your foot against his crotch, making him yelp, then the flash comes back on and stays. he’s embarrassed to look up as you rub your foot on his hardening bulge and drool starts to pool out of his lips. “what would johnny say if he saw this?” you tease and you were not expecting the small moan against the gag. “oh you’d like that wouldn’t you? should I call him then?”

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—xiaojun ✩

he’ll try to seem hesitant about it, but on the inside he’s jumping for joy. He chooses the classic black and white dress with a heart shaped apron and makes a whole day out of it by cleaning the house and being a perfect maid for you. the dress was able to (unfortunately) cover his lace panties but when he bent over to pick up laundry or rearrange the books on the coffee table, the skirt would lift up just enough to tease you with his thighs, just a couple centimeters short of having his ass on display. “I’m all done, miss.” he tells you, making you lift your eyes away from the book you were trying to read without sneaking glances at your pretty boyfriend. “good job, my pretty maid!” you praise him and his smile and an adorable blush instantly lights up his face. you then stand up and wrap you arms around his tiny waist, sneaking and resting your hands on his ass. “I think you deserve a reward for all of your hard work.”

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—jungwoo ✩

the start of the himbofication of jungwoo. similar to xiaojun, he’d want to role play being your personal maid, but instead of doing an excellent job, he’ll mess up and pout at you. “I’m sorry, mommy. I’m trying my best.” however, that’s not an invitation to go easy on him. Pull on his pink hair if he’s taking too long and slap his ass whenever the pink dress lifts (which is often). “I’m not paying you to do such a shitty job. maybe I’ll get my moneys worth if you let me use that pretty body of yours.” jungwoo can’t help but whine and let you undress him so you can use him like your own personal toy.

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—mark ✩

has a “I beg your pardon? 🤨” look on his face but only after he does his signature “wHAT??!?” he definitely wouldn’t give a clear answer at first but he’ll still find himself slipping into the black and white frilly dress and stockings with the cat ears being the icing on the cake. the first thing you’ll probably hear from the bathroom is mark busting out laughing at how ridiculous he think he looks and him whining about if he has to show you. he’ll eventually open the door and step out to reveal just how adorable he looked. he’d be too giggly for it to go sexual but you’ll definitely get a couple cute pictures for your hidden folder.

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—shotaro ✩

he’d be so shy and giggly in the black and white costume. his pretty eyes crinkling into little crescents as you shower him with compliments. his long, muscular legs, and thicc ass made the dress way shorter than what it was supposed to be and if he lifted his arms or bent over you could see all of the white panties that struggled to cover him up. he just looked so beautiful that you couldn’t help sneaking your arms around his waist and to start kissing him. at first it’s sweet and wholesome, until your lips trail down to his sensitive neck. he shudders as you began licking, sucking, and biting all his sweet spots. “mommy, please.” he moans, throwing his head back. “please what, hm?” you ask against his neck, your breath tickling him. “please fuck me, mommy. it hurts.”

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—jaemin ✩

you don’t have to ask him twice, he’s putting it on asap. he’s another one I think would prefer the pink and white theme over the classic black and white. I also see him buying some cute pink mary jane style shoes with cute white frilly socks; and he’ll even buy the tiktok bunny hat to go with it too. “look at my pretty bunny!” you coo as he fondles with the poofy skirt, his rabbit teeth peeking out from his shiny, plump lips that were coated with tinted vaseline. “thank you, mama.” he’d definitely want to serve you, but not by cleaning ;))

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—yangyang ✩

it was part of his punishment. he kept pushing you to see just how far you would go, how hard you would snap, and this is the result: you making him clean the house top to bottom in a skimpy maid outfit. but you weren’t going to make it easy for him. you gave him an earful if he missed even a tiny spot or if something was out of place, and if things were going too smoothly, you’d purposely knock over the magazines on the coffee table or the decorative pillows on the couch, ordering him to pick them up. “are you serious?!” he’d shout the first time while bending down to pick up the scattered magazines. “is that how you talk to your master?” you asked him in a tone that convinced him not to challenge you. And just as he thought you didn’t have anymore tricks up your sleeve, he felt your strong hands grip his hips while he was bent over inside the dryer, trying to get the last few things that were pushed towards the back. “mommy!” he gasped, feeling the bottom of dress bunch up towards his back to reveal the jeweled plug that was stuffed inside his ass beneath the black fishnets that hugged his skinny legs. he knew you were nowhere near done torturing him.

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—haechan ✩

oh, he’ll wear it, but it’s gonna cost you. what’s the cost, you ask? well that depends on how devilish he’s feeling that day. it may be something as simple as an extra long cuddle sesh or a huge date full of activities he enjoys because he’s extra like that. either way, it’s no surprise that he’s bratty. his hands palm his crotch over the pink skirt no matter how many times you swat them away and the plug you made him wear was tossed away in a random corner not even 15 minutes into the roleplay. “masterrr~” he whines and pouts halfway into putting away your clothes. “can you just fuck me already?” in any other circumstance, you’d say “absolutely not” but after seeing him in that pretty pink dress with his legs exposed and no underwear on, you couldn’t control the urge to slam him down on your bed and fuck him until he was dick drunk and his moans turned into those pretty, girlish whimpers.

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[fairyofjaeyun]

l t y ➳ long flight ☾

[23:22] now playing: long flight - lee taeyong

[warning] mommy kink, pegging, bulging, lingerie, kitten/kitty kink, spitting (lots of it), brief master kink, brief petplay, degrading, ass play, cock ring, handjob, blowjob (f receiving), mention of a safeword, rich!reader x goth!femboy!camboy!taeyong, camboy au (ft. other legal members of nct)

2nd person// 4.4k words

[a/n] here it is: the sub!taeyong we’ve all been waiting for! this another one of my personal favorites <3

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your porn options were getting cut short. not like there was a diverse amount of femdom porn, anyway. but nothing was satisfying you anymore. no matter what website you browsed, or what category, nothing was to your taste.

you gave your last hope to an amateur pegging video that seemed tasteful from the thumbnail and short clips that played, when an ad, specifically for a cam website, buffered instead.

you braced yourself for the annoying voice of some naked girl. who was either barely legal with horrifying childishness, or crusty as hell with botched lip fillers and some european accent telling you to "spit on your cock" or assume you were jerking off.

but instead a slim yet tall boy appeared. he seemed to be no older than mid-twenties with platinum blonde hair cut evenly into a bowl cut, as if his hairdresser had ocd. it was horrid yet... adorable? he didn't mutter a single word as he stroked his cock with a purple dildo stuffed inside him, only soft moans and exhales left him as he looked into the camera with pure bedroom eyes. his jaw hanging loosely.

"this is new..." you said, intrigued. quite turned on from the 15 second clip compared to the 15 minute video you originally clicked on. "imma just-" you exited the tab and pulled up a new one, typing in the website frantically.

cambabes.com

of course, a whole bunch of women pop up with bodies full of plastic with a couple of natural girls scattered here and there. but you're not here for them, obviously.

you continue to scroll until a handsome brunette boy catches your eye. he's skinny, very skinny. in the thumbnail he's fully clothed, a hand on his crotch area and his tongue poking out the corner of his mouth. yet it holds so much submissive power. you were certain he was gay, until you saw the title of his livestream.

I need a mommy (╥﹏╥)

"no, this can't be real." you muttered to yourself, rubbing your eyes, expecting to reopen them and see that you were completely mistaken. apparently, you weren't. the same four words and emoticon stared at you, nagging at you to click on it.

and that's exactly what you did. it took an eternity to load but when it finally did, you were introduced to his naked upper half. his hand glided on his dainty chest, occasionally flexing and making his barely-there abs more prominent.

the camera quality wasn't the best. sometimes it lagged and froze, but you guessed that's what the overall aesthetic was supposed to be. his room was nice, though. it was illuminated by a bright red led sign that you couldn't fully read since it was cut off by his figure.

tips and comments came in like crazy once he touched his cock and he allowed such beautiful moans to come out of his moist lips. his moaning was like a pretty combination of masculine and feminine. sometimes one overpowered the other, making them more of a whine or grunt.

however, looking at the usernames, you realize most of the people watching him were male.

Put_it_in_U69 tipped $7:

why have a mommy when you could have a daddy?

OsakaPrince tipped $20:

I could treat you better than any woman can

80sDaddy: I know you want real dick you slut

he was clearly uncomfortable. he shifted and mumbled awkward thanks to those who tip him. his bright puppy eyes resembled disappointment even with the low camera quality. his strokes on his dick unconsciously getting slower and sloppier.

you took pity on him. and a few clicks and robot tests later, you did the unspeakable.

sunshinemommy tipped $100:

what a pretty baby boy you are ♡

you felt good about it. you watched as his eyes bulge and his body scoots closer to his laptop, squinting his eyes as if he couldn't believe what he was reading. then, his lips curled into an adorable smile, the grip on his cock getting tighter.

"thank you, mommy." he beamed, beginning to pump himself again, a sinful moan going straight for your core.

you chuckled as a hand creeps down the waistband of your shorts. "you're welcome, baby boy."

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

exactly one week later, you're on the same website watching that same boy, who goes by yongie. this time around things were more spicier.

"mommy..." he whimpered delicately, swiping his tongue across his top lip. the dildo shoved deep into his hole as he stuck his two fingers into his mouth.

he knows you're watching.

and he wants to put on the best show ever for you.

"you like that, mommy?" he asked, referring to him riding the 7 inch dildo, pretending it was your strap. if he closed his eyes tight enough and blocked out the sound of old men tipping him, he could picture your body beneath him, whispering dirty things to him. despite not knowing what you look like.

like was an understatement. you fucking loved the way he bounced up and down on the silicone object, clutching his tummy when he hit the right spot. there was no second thoughts when you opened up your wallet and splurged on the pretty boy.

sunshinemommy tipped $500:

mommy likes that very much. why don't you show mommy your pretty hole?

a small gasp is blown onto the mic when he sees how much you've sent him, nearly tearing up. "t-thank y-you, mommy." he choked out, quickly cumming shortly after.

he did what he was told and turned his backside towards the camera, before slowly lifting himself from the toy to show off his puckering hole for you. he was on the tighter side. must be a beginner, you thought.

he was younger than you by 4 years. and you'd be bluffing if you said that you didn't have a twisted fantasy of wanting to teach him. teach him the unholy ways to pleasure himself and others.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

saturday's are for the cam boys now. you'd wait patiently for yongie to upload around around his usual time—7 to 8 pm pacific time—occasionally checking out other cam boys.

you did find the boy with the bowl cut, jungwoo is his name. he was quite popular. getting spoiled every 5 seconds or so. but he didn't have that same spark as yongie did.

there was something about yongie that was so captivating. like a vibrant blue butterfly amongst the typical white or yellow ones. but not just with his looks, but his aura. he had big baby energy and you vibe with it.

you glanced at the clock on your macbook;11:21 pm, new york time. he's a little late today. you tapped your nails along the corner of the laptop, rhythmically, nearly shutting the laptop by grabbing it too forcefully once you saw the notification pop up on your screen.

you gasped. he had collected enough money to get a better camera, so you could see all of him in a better quality. but that's not all. his hair is dyed black to match the clip-on kitten ears and black tail plug he was wearing.

he stared into the camera as he fondled with his tail, an almost pure smile on his face. it only shines brighter once he sees your username on his monitor. "mmm~ master." he hums, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth.

your mouth still hung open as he started toying with the plug, taking it out more than halfway only to put it back in. a content sigh released from him. you weren't the only one going crazy about this either, the tips and heart eyes came in like a landslide.

but he didn't care about them. his focus was on you, and how you felt. did you like it? did he look good? were you turned on? were you still watching? the answer to all of those were a big yes.

all of your emotions jumbled together to create a cluster of horniness and desire. you couldn't help but imagine his skin on yours, your hands in his hair, your fingers in his mouth, his dick inside you. you wanted him, and you wanted him now.

sunshinemommy tipped $800:

look at my beautiful kitten ♡ message me later, kitty ;)

was this the right thing to do?

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

the 7 hour flight to the city of so called angels was borderline unbearable. some naps were interrupted by crying toddlers and over enthusiastic fly attendants handing out peanuts, but it was worth it to see his face twinkle with giddiness at your figure standing before him. like an 11 year old boy meeting his star basketball player.

he was more ethereal in person. his jet black hair shielding his sparkly orbs framed by buffed out eyeliner along his lash lines, perfect proportioned nose, dainty lips tinted a deep red, killer jawline, a thick leather choker decorating his neck, and his frail figure made him seem straight out of an anime. only a scar on his left eye proved that he was indeed human.

"you're here!" he exclaimed, endearingly. you chuckled, letting your hand fall from your duffel bag. "I sure am." you replied rather awkwardly. your shoulders unnecessarily tense.

yongie outstretched his little arms, asking very politely, "may I hug you?" his bottom lip stuck out, uncontrollably, into a cute pout. "of course, baby." you let him wrap himself around you, his head resting on your chest. he felt safe in your embrace and with your hand carefully combing through his hair.

after the quick exchange of affection, he let you in his surprisingly small yet tidy townhouse. the first room you saw was the living room, which only had a couch and a shelf with a couple books piled up. all his furniture was black with no marks, scratches, stains, nothing.

even his wooden floors were spotless, freshly cleaned by the looks of it. you smiled to yourself, following him up the narrow stairwell to his room, his hand clutching onto yours.

behind the door, you were meet with the led sign that had been his main light source for his cam videos. you felt at peace finally knowing the iconic sign said; yes to all.

yongie adjusted the thick choker around his neck that constricted him as he gulped silently. you followed his eyes to the digital clock set on his nightstand. two minutes until you'd be fucking him in front of all his usual 5,000 viewers and it made your insides twerk with exhilaration.

"you don't have to do it if you don't want to. I can-" the certain tone and confidence in your voice interrupting him made his dick jump. "no. I want it." there's a quick stillness hanging over you two, a silence that spoke volume.

yongie felt like a dirty peasant in the presence of powerful queen who could easily tear him down, control him, and/or abuse him as she pleased. all with a single gaze. he fucking loved it.

"go ahead and get started, kitty. I want to see a quick show in person." you winked and sat down in a lounge chair across his bed, out of camera and with a perfect view of his monitor. he threw off his oversized shirt and pulled up his laptop and camera.

you licked your lips at his upper frame. he was smaller in person. easy to throw around and dominate.

he's now live, titling his stream special guest. he sat far enough so you could see his bulge poking against his joggers and he lets his hand glide over it for a quick tease. a low groan coming from his throat.

it didn't take long to get a good chunk of viewers to start asking about his guest. "you'll see her in a second." he assured, playing with the waistband of his pants. pulling it away from his skin to reveal a black lace material before snapping it back.

he tugs at his bottom lip, tasting some of the chemicals that stained them, before spinning himself around onto his hands and knees, his ass facing the camera. he glances at you momentarily, a roguish smirk intriguing you, then pulls down his expensive pants to reveal a sexy lace thong attached to sheer stockings, the straps framing his ass cheeks.

you eyed the masterpiece, tongue in cheek, as he started groping himself. a light smack reverberates throughout the room when he spanks himself, a tiny squeak jumping up your throat as the urge to fuck him gets stronger. but you collected yourself by squeezing the little armrests of his chair, your knuckles nearly bursting with white.

yongie starts to rub his hole through his panties, a precious moan spilling from his lips as he gazed intently into the camera. stealing a quick glimpse at you every now and then, feeling motivated by your hungry stares.

suddenly, you are sprung to your feet, throwing off your clothes and commanding him to turn around. he does so with ease, resting his back against the wall, his legs spread and a cheeky smile on his face as he watched the excited comments about finally hearing your voice.

at that moment, you climb on top of him. his soft eyes focusing on your wine colored set covering the juiciest parts of your body. the black surgical mask you brought was still buried deep inside your carry on, your privacy no longer being a concern for you.

all you wanted was to make your baby boy feel good and mark your territory, to show his nasty viewers who he belonged to. that they could tip and comment all they want, but they will never get to touch him like you do.

yongie couldn't help but kiss you, it felt right. your lips molded flawlessly against each other. you could feel his passion and gratitude seeping through as his hands grab hold of your waist. you rest your hands on his shoulders as you glide your tongue along his bottom lip, granting access to the inside of his mouth.

he pulls away with a smile and a short gasp for air. you outline the lace material on his hips. "let's take these off." he raises his hips to let you slide the underwear off, his cock springing up once it's released, a small pearl of precum already spilling down his tip.

you press a finger against his slit gathering up the sticky substance. "already excited?" you tease, playing with it briefly before wiping it on his lower abdomen. "I've been excited."

you grab his jaw, half surprised it didn't cut you, and open his mouth. you gather a thick wad of saliva on your tongue and let it pass your mouth and form into a long string. you watch it drip down onto yongie's eager tongue so he could swallow it. a seductive hum enchanting you as he felt your dna drip down his throat.

the pads of your finger carefully caress his protruding jawline, tracing it lovingly from beneath the lobe of his pierced ear to the center of his chin. traveling north until half of your index finger was engulfed into his mouth. his puffy lips wrapped around your knuckle and leaving a dull, red ring all the way around. he mewled like a cheap slut with two fingers thrusting themselves against the base of his tongue, eyes sealed shut.

yongie releases them with a satisfying pop! and a puddle of spit coating his chin. he doesn't bother to wipe it off. his lips part and moan oh so sweetly, "mommy." it bubbles up your arousal, your stomach fluttering and core dripping all from a simple word.

yongie could visibly see your eyes go a shade darker, making his teeth pull on his lower lip. another moan is released when you slowly jerk him off. the edge of your lips couldn't help but curl themselves as his delicate fingers interlaced with yours. you happily massaged baby circles below his thumb, and yongie could've sworn he melted.

you noticed the fairly used bottle of lube chilling on his nightstand nearby and grabbed it, popping off the cap and instantly being hit with the fruity scent of mangoes, then get a good amount lined up along his shaft. he slightly shivered from the cool liquid, squeezing your hand briefly until his body got used to it.

the quick motions of your hands made him suck in a huge breath and twist his hips. "so you're a sensitive kitty." you said in a teasing manner, giggling after he moaned. you peeked at his monitor and acknowledged just how fine he looked beneath you. how his jaw clenched, tongue in cheek, with that perfect hair shielding his eyes, and how the choker clasped onto his throat, was so dreamy.

one of your hands start to wonder between his legs, and he happily spreads them for better access, bringing his knees to his chest. an undeniable thrill bursting beneath him. his hole puckered for you, and you ran an finger over it then shoved the tip inside, noticing the damp moisture and how loose he felt. "couldn't wait, slut?"  he mewled at the name and unannounced slap to his thigh. a rosy pink tinting his skin. "I'm sorry..."

your head turns towards the laptop, glancing between the camera and comments that came in at least thirty at a time, searching for a suggestion. absentmindedly rubbing and teasing yongie's hole.

Jefferrrrrrryy: looks like someone needs a punishment

YangYangGangGang: uh-oh he touch without mommy's permission（*/∇＼*）

fullsunhyuck: don't let the slut cum

strwbrrybun: tie him up @.@

Subby_Seo: wait I just got here why is he being punished???

NanasCream tipped $15:

fuck him til he can't walk uwu

Mr_Moooon: what does the sign say?

Honeyy10: what a pretty femboy,, he's straight from an anime 😻😻

Honeyy10: PLEASE fist him !!!

Honeyy10: and mommy is pretty too!

a loud, desperate cry snatched back your attention. a smile on your face now that you have the perfect idea of what to do to your little boy. "please, mommy." finally, you shift your figure towards him, a cold expression overtaking your features. "please what, yongie? I cant figure out what you want unless you tell me."

your tone made him quiver, immediately moaning a response, shamelessly. "please fuck me hard, mommy. I've been a good boy." you lift an eyebrow with an almost amused look, responding with, "oh, really? are you sure? because good boys don't fuck themselves without permission like a slut. are you a good kitten or a slut?" it's like those words went straight to his dick, making him thrust into nothing but the still air, whining lewdly. "kitty's a slut, a nasty slut."

strangely, he sounds precious. his pretty face and whiny voice almost make him seem sinless. it was time to ruin him. "so, mommy will treat you like a nasty slut." you rub his thigh shortly before fetching the toys you brought in your duffel bag; a plug, cockring, and of course, the strap.

yongie watched with heart eyes as you stepped into and adjusted the strap-on to your pelvis. however, his face nearly fell on the spot when you spun around and showed him the purple cockring dangling between your fingers. he didn't even acknowledge the plug or lengthy, matching dildo. "please, no." he whines with his best pout.

"you broke a rule," you replied, quickly. dipping yourself back into the bed and grabbing his shaft, feeling him pulse and wince. "if it's too much, just say your safeword." he physically relaxes, but still pouts as you slip on the cursed contraption.

next, you raised his legs again and teased his traces his entrance with your lube-coated fingers. the little boy goes silent once you easily slipped two fingers inside him, his mouth becoming a baby 'o.' out of curiosity, you added another finger, and much to your surprise, it goes in smoothly, hitting the perfect spot that makes him twitch and mewl.

"you're so fucking loose." you growl, now thrusting your digits repeatedly onto his prostate. "y-yes! kitty is l-loose....m-mommy... yes!" he babbles, arching his back significantly. he nearly cries when your fingers depart, until they're replaced with the black butt plug that enters him satisfyingly.

you caress his tiny ass, lightly massaging before traveling down to his cute stockings. "sit on your heels, baby." he obeyed, immediately, not catching on to your trick. although, as soon as his heels touch his butt, he feels an unexpected wave of pleasure, causing him to yelp suddenly. that position made it perfect for the toy to strike his prostate. "sit, pet." you said softly whilst pushing down his shoulders. he whimpered in protest but didn't resist.

with a tight hand still squeezing his shoulder, you stroke the fake cock in front of you, hovering it above his mouth. yongie's eyes instantly concentrates on your cock, his mouth parts slightly and his eyes droop low, waiting to give the best head ever. but being a tease is just too much fun. instead of fulfilling his needs, you rub it all over his face, and slap him with it. basically putting it everywhere except for his mouth.

but once his pleading eyes grow stronger, you finally give him the opportunity to suck you off. he went all in, swallowing a good portion before his gag reflex decided to come out and play. then, bobbed his head consistently as you caressed his hair. "good boy." he looked up with big, glossy eyes, eyelashes fluttering at your praise. you thrust your hips a little, face fucking him at a steady pace, not too overwhelming, watching his spit bubbling up around the edges of his mouth.

you pull away, having him release your toy with a nice smack of his lips. then, swish your tongue around and pulled down his chin once more. yongie shuts his eyes and tilts his head, anticipating another kiss, but jolts instead when more saliva is spat directly into his mouth.

people went crazy over that, and more views kept coming in like a landslide.

bbylionmark: I want someone to spit in my mouth :((

bbylionmark: spit in my mouth mommy

OsakaPrince tipped $25:

shit, maybe I need a mommy 😳

big_dick_Lucas: can I be next mommy???

PrinceHendery tipped $12:

I am in LOVE (♥ω♥*)  also watch yourself osaka I'm the only prince here (T^T)

LetsWinWin: that guy looks familiar.....

you thank everyone for the tips and support. "I think we should give them a grand finale, don't you think?" you tilt yongie's chin towards the chat, the rising number of viewers making him gulp. he hums, thoughtfully, his tip becoming red and angry from the thought of you inside him. "yes.... ruin me, mommy."

you flipped him over, eagerly. your teeth tugging on your lower lip as you pulled the plug from his stretched walls. he moans once he's emptied, and clenches around nothing as he gapes, beautifully. you collect all the excess lube that had spread itself around his rim, then push two digits inside him to tease. yongie wiggles his ass so he could feel you explore his walls that pleaded for your thick cock to fill him.

and that's exactly what he gets. you line the thick strap to his entrance, a comforting hand on his hip as you pushed all 9 inches through his walls. with an empty sob, he successfully swallows your length, gasping when he felt the tip poke against the inside of his stomach. you waited a couple seconds before thrusting your hips, steadily.

the infamous sound of skin slapping skin combined with yongie's slutty noises were almost surreal. you peeked at the monitor, eyes lighting up when you see your strap bulge inside of him. his eyes are already beneath his sockets, his jaw stuck open. you yanked his hair, forcing him to view himself. "look at how beautiful and slutty you are. look at my big cock bulging beneath your little tummy, ruining your insides." he whimpers at your words and his reflection, putting a hand on his stomach, feeling your cock rubbing against his flesh.

"m-mommy—mommy fucks.... g-good." he mumbles, arching himself into you. a small drop of spit dripped down his chin as he continued to watch you pound into him with a completely fucked out expression. tears welled up along his lash line, and the cock ring and tight choker seemed as they were closing in on him, as he felt his release already begin to climax.

his whimpers quickly became loud cries of pleasure, his arms almost giving out as you held him in place. "m-mommy kitty is— k-kitty is..." he stutters then breaks into a desperate cry. you lower your lips to his pierced ear and ordered him seductively, "cum my little kitten." you removed the ring and he came on the spot, bursting long white ribbons all over the bed set. he immediately buried his head between his shaky arms to collect himself, gasping as you removed your cock from his walls.

after gathering the strength, he peeped at his laptop, his eyes widening once he realizes the significant amount of money and views he's gathered. without a word or single glance to his comments demanding your orgasm, he turns off his camera and shuts his laptop, immediately embracing you. "yongie—" you started with a puzzled expression before he whispered into your chest. "thank you, thank you for everything. that was the best orgasm I've ever had in my life, and I've had a lot." he ends with a giggle, then nuzzles his face deport into your boobs.

"oh, silly kitty. I should be the one thanking you." you pat his head, lightly ruffling his silky hair before giving him a kiss. "just accept my gratitude and cuddle me." you chuckle, and guide his naked body towards the bed, your arms wrapped tightly around him. you give him I last peck to his cheeks before listening closely to his steady breath as you both slowly drifted off to sleep, the long, upcoming flight no longer existent in your consciousness.

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[fairyofjaeyun]

l m h ➳ oh, canada ☾

[23:14] now playing: uwu - doja cat

[warning] mommy kink, spanking, brief somnophilia (doing sexual acts to someone who is sleeping), fingering (m receiving), thigh riding (m), pegging, punishment, overstimulation, boyfriend au (ft. jaehyun)

2nd person // 2.6k words

[a/n] here’s some fluffy sub!mark smut for you all because fluffy sub!mark smut is top tier

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"babe." you shook him gently, not wanting to startle him. no reaction. "baby boy." just a small groan and brief shuffling, but his lids still remained closed. despite the nearly noon sunshine pouring onto his face, making his skin glow and twinkle beneath its warm rays.

you shook your head, smiling. you were left no choice. you stretched your arm beneath the covers to cup his limp dick. that caused some movement and another cute groan, louder than the last. you rubbed your pointer finger along the base, feeling it throb ever so slightly, making his eyes flutter wide open. "m-mommy?"

you chuckle and pat his head, moving his tangled hair from his eyes. "hey, sleeping beauty." you chuckled again because if you really looked, he did resemble the poor princess with his blonde hair. he leaned into your touch with a hushed sigh of contentment, the smallest bead of precum staining his briefs. "time to get up, we have a lot to do today."

"hm?" he looked at you through half lidded eyes, confused. you kept rubbing his shaft as you explained the days schedule, "I have to return those jeans and then buy a present for y/f/n, remember?" you poked his puffy cheek as his eyes gradually closed again. "and you're on grocery duty." a soft snore is your answer, not that he was paying attention anyway.

you squeezed his balls gently, only enough for his eyes to pop back open again. "come on, mark." you said more sternly, slowing jerking him off. "a-ah!" he moans, getting more aroused. he props himself onto his elbows as his eyes adjusted. "you up now, mark?" he nods in such a pretty manner, releasing the tiniest noise coming from his throat.

"alright, then get ready." you start heading towards the door, pondering over what makeup look you should try today, when mark stopped you. "wait! you're not gonna finish?" a pout rested on his face. you tapped your chin, looking up at the cheap paint job on your ceiling. "no, I don't think I will." you smirked and closed the door at his groggy expression, hearing an exaggerated sigh once it was shut.

mark was still rubbing his eyes when he stumbled down the stairs, tripping on a step and playing it off with a cute giggle. "how can you still be tired?" you shook your head and then fixed your jean pockets, before throwing him a mini juice box. "we'll get something to eat at the mall, I'll pay."

"Oii~" he exclaims while ripping out the straw from the juice box, and you shake your head at his signature noise. "canadians."

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the first task was complete. you had successfully exchanged your too small jeans and are now looking for the perfect gift for your friend's birthday. usually stuff like this was easy, but somehow you were stumped. you and mark both zigzagged throughout the mall with no luck.

nothing had obtained your interest and mark was getting crabby. "I'm starving~" he whined, dramatically, and dragged his feet, his shoes making a horrible squeaking sound that made you cringe. you checked your phone—you'd been running around for about 2 hours, so mark's complaint was understandable. "okay, come on." you groaned playfully then grabbed his hand, and he instantly intertwined his fingers with yours, an adorable smile on his face.

once you've reached the food court, you felt your stomach rumble. the combined scents of the restaurants nearby—a sushi bar on your right, an italian diner to your left—was heavenly. you had no shame in moaning from the beautiful aroma as your mouth salivated, not thinking of the consequences.

you felt your boyfriend's palms begin to sweat as he adjusts his maple leaf cap. the glance you gave him was way too quick for you to acknowledge the redness of his baby cheeks. "where do you want to eat, babe?" he shrugged his shoulders, even though you couldn't see. "anywhere is fine. I'll always follow your lead." it was completely innocent, but your mind was in need of a detox a long time ago, and you couldn't help feeling tingly.

you sucked in a good breath and said, "alright, seafood it is." and just like he promised, mark followed you into red lobster. the smiling hostess, who looked just as dead inside as lindsay lohan, lead you both to a more secluded booth towards the back corner of the restaurant, handing you your menus and basically grumbled, "enjoy." which made mark chuckle. "wow. that's like me without watermelon."

you roll your eyes, jokingly, and skimmed through the menu. shortly, a tall, dimpled man with deep brown hair stops by your table with a pen and paper in hand. "hi, I'm jaehyun. I'll be your waiter today. can I start you off with drinks?" jaehyun took both your orders with a smile and came back shortly with beverages and biscuits, and mark stuffed his face like he's never seen a crumb in his life.

he barely made it through half of his main dish before groaning and grabbing his belly. "I think I'm pregnant." he looks down at his tummy and rubs it, giggling like he's drunk. "tell that to the waiter, maybe he'll give us a discount." you say sarcastically and mark bursts into laughter, clapping his hands like a seal. you covered your mouth so your shrimp wouldn't fly out. "no more biscuits for you."

his eyes and mouth go wide like a strange emoticon, with a glint of mischief. "are you punishing me?" it was your turn to have big eyes. this wasn't as innocent as his last comment, now he was purposely trying to stir you up. which was so unnatural because he's typically shy about his sex life and likes to keep it private.

you couldn't even get a word in because jaehyun popped out of nowhere with your credit card and a to-go box for mark's massacred lobster. "here you go." jaehyun hands mark his box and he gives him the cutest little thanks. then, jaehyun chuckles lowly, his dimples coming back for sunlight. "I know it's none of my business but," he puts his hands up in defense, making you and mark to stare, cluelessly, wondering where this was going.

the waiter glances between the two of you, his dimples somehow getting even more prominent. "it looks like she really cares for you." he smiles at mark while sliding back your card, and you couldn't help curling your lips, touched by jaehyun's comment.

but mark had to ruin it all, looking you dead in the eye before speaking, "yeah, she's like a mommy to me." you opened your mouth to gasp, but instead it came out as a weird squeak. his sudden boldness had rendered you speechless as he giggled knowingly.

jaehyun did that low laugh again and nudged mark's shoulder. "guess you make her scream a lot?" he joked, trying to initiate some sort of bro moment that painfully backfired. "actually, she makes me scream." mark was forced to laugh awkwardly at the silence that came from both of you, his face beaming another red shade. "have a nice day." jaehyun said so quickly—it took a couple seconds to comprehend—and then bounced with a petrified face.

mark tried again to giggle it off, but stopped when your face had gone from shocked to somewhat furious. "I-I'm sorry I..." he stammered an apology as you stood up and draped your coat around your shoulders. "let's go." he shut his mouth and trailed behind you, forgetting about his lobster.

the ride home was short but felt like an eternity. mark already knew what was coming to him and knew better than to try and wriggle himself out of it. his droopy puppy eyes and pouty lips will get him nowhere today. but, no matter how hard he tries to hide his excitement down there, it never goes unseen. and once you've pulled into the driveway of your shared home, his arousal couldn't be contained.

"don't be too hard on me, mommy." mark said once the door had shut out the rest of the world. you know how sensitive he is, so you weren't planning to go classic dominatrix, anyway. however, this was going to be more than a simple spank on the butt or a denial of his orgasm. "go upstairs and strip for me. then wait for me in front of the bed on your knees with your clothes folded in front of you." his eyes squint at your new request, parting his lips momentarily before just saying, "yes, mommy." knowing he shouldn't backtalk.

you gave him about two minutes to fulfill your request, tidying a few things here and there, before climbing up the stairwell into your bedroom. where mark kneeled naked with his shaky hands covering his junk, his outfit folded in front of him just like you asked, with his hat being the cherry on top. "good boy." you pat his fluffy hair before sinking down to his level. "why couldn't you be good while we were out?" you smirked, hinting that you weren't really mad, but his glassy eyes still shifted. "I'm sorry, mommy."

he did look sorry. his baby face almost persuaded you too drop everything and call it a day. but you didn't want him to believe he could get away with going against your rules. "hands and knees on the bed for me, please." you caressed his cheek, lovingly. he obeyed and you scooped up his clothes and put them away in the closet, fetching your play box while you're there. picking out your most used items.

once you're behind him, you couldn't help but drink the sight of his slim figure arching sinfully for you. he was freshly groomed, not a hair in sight, and his cute cock already made a tiny puddle on the sheets as he waited patiently for your next move. he sucks in a deep breath once he felt your pointer finger glide along the crevice of his ass, his hips searching for more. "stay," you said, firmly, and he stopped instantly, clutching the sheets just a tad tighter.

you enter him slowly, feeling the muscle tense around you as you explored his walls. a little baby whimper already begging you for more as mark struggles to keep himself from grinding into your finger. you place a random slap to his ass, making him jump and give you an opportunity to place a second finger inside.

he gasps from the stretch, and the cold liquid that you squeezed onto your fingers, a few drops flying onto mark's lower back. a lewd squelching noise making its way throughout the room as you jammed your fingers inside of him. "m-mommy!" he cries when you discover the walnut shaped gland, burying his face in the pillow. "oh, fuck!" he fights the urge to touch himself.

you spank his ass a few times, watching him jolt with each hit. each lewd sound being muffled by his self-designated support pillow. "m-mommy... c-can I...?" he trails off, a rich groan cutting in. "can you what, babe?" you stop your movements, leaning over his slim body to see his flushed face already covered by his golden hair. "you want to cum don't you?" you answer for him, massaging his outer rim tenderly.

mark nodded his head readily, responding with a flimsy whimper and those starry, ingenuous eyes flickering towards you. "alright then," you take a seat next him, and seeing his vulnerable position in a different angle fueled your arousal. he peeked over his pillow, his puppy eyes landing on your hands patting your thigh smoothly. "come ride your mommy's thighs."

you can automatically notice the perfect bashful shade creep onto the tip of his ears as your grin could no longer be restrained. "seriously?" he squeaks, jumping from octave to octave, to which you nod. he takes a second to glare at your jean-clad thighs before lifting himself and resting himself in between your leg. you let him adjust before pulling him down for a quick kiss, tasting the savory seasoning that still lingered in his tongue.

with your hands grabbing hold of his narrow hips, you guided him to softly grind his naked cock. he inhaled steadily before repeating his earlier movements, letting out a breathy moan. you hum in approval as he picked up his pace, tightening your grip. "feel good?" you wonder, since he'd never tried this before. "mmhmm!" he whines endearingly before throwing his head back. "it feels amazing."

you let your hands wander down to his ass, groping the flesh before giving it a harsh slap, encouraging him to go faster. mark starts panting as he gets closer to orgasm, wrapping his dainty figure around your shoulders as continued to toy with him. to test his limits, you slipped two fingers inside him and the girlish moan that trembled past his lips was divine. "I-I'm gonna c-cum." he stutters, twisting his hips for the most amount of pleasure. "cum, baby boy." you said, and instantly a silky puddle seeped through your jeans.

slowing his tempo, he buries his face into the crook of your neck, giving it sweet, baby pecks. "what do you say?" you queried, removing your middle and ring finger from his entrance. he gasps from realization, sitting back on his heels to glance at you. "I'm sorry! thank you, mommy." you tsk and shake your head, "that's two rules you've broken. get back to your original position."

without another word, you fetch the strap that you'd tossed beside the bed earlier and slip yourself into it, making sure it's nice and fitted. just as he was ordered, mark arched his back in the same position, seeing the toy out of his peripheral. tongue-in-cheek, he anticipated your cock to stretch his walls with lube dripping down the inner parts of his legs.

to tease, you lightly tap the tip on his hole, admiring the way it clenched. "please~" he begged, softly, slightly swaying his hips. you held them still before informing, "if you make any noise, you won't cum. understand?" mark clears his throat swiftly, "yes, mommy. I understand."

after adding another generous amount of lube, you slowly slip past his entrance, allowing him to prepare for your strokes. he's already nibbling on the inside of his cheeks to contain any sinful noises that will confiscate his orgasm, tightly clutching the sheets. and when you finally snap your hips forward, his eyes shut, barely catching the tiny moan in his throat.

you, on the other hand, showed your arousal shamelessly. "your asshole's so sexy—swallows my cock so well." you murmured, marveling at the cock disappearing inside him with ease. "you may speak now." instantly, he cried out, "thank you, mommy! you feel so good!" his outburst encouraged you to pick up your pace, slamming into him. he drags out a long moan, tears collecting in the corner of his eyes. "f-fuck, mommy, I-I'm going to—" you silenced him by shoving his head into the pillow. "hush, baby."

shutting his lips, his breathe hitched, his dick starting to pulse. he bit the sensitive flesh of his bottom lip as his release ripples through his body. suddenly, he released a huge exhale as cum spews out of his tip, dripping down his shaft, eventually creating a mess in the sheets.

"you okay, baby boy?" you ask with a much more empathetic tone, delicately scrapping your nails down his back. he fully collapsed himself. "yeah," he turns his head towards you, the ends of his yellowish hair dampened with sweat. "I'm okay." he assures, his beloved smile making his eyes crinkle. "too bad our waiter wasn't here to see this."

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[boorenji]

“too bad our waiter wasn’t here to see this”

l m h ➳ oh, canada ☾

[23:14] now playing: uwu - doja cat

[warning] mommy kink, spanking, brief somnophilia (doing sexual acts to someone who is sleeping), fingering (m receiving), thigh riding (m), pegging, punishment, overstimulation, boyfriend au (ft. jaehyun)

2nd person // 2.6k words

[a/n] here’s some fluffy sub!mark smut for you all because fluffy sub!mark smut is top tier

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"babe." you shook him gently, not wanting to startle him. no reaction. "baby boy." just a small groan and brief shuffling, but his lids still remained closed. despite the nearly noon sunshine pouring onto his face, making his skin glow and twinkle beneath its warm rays.

you shook your head, smiling. you were left no choice. you stretched your arm beneath the covers to cup his limp dick. that caused some movement and another cute groan, louder than the last. you rubbed your pointer finger along the base, feeling it throb ever so slightly, making his eyes flutter wide open. "m-mommy?"

you chuckle and pat his head, moving his tangled hair from his eyes. "hey, sleeping beauty." you chuckled again because if you really looked, he did resemble the poor princess with his blonde hair. he leaned into your touch with a hushed sigh of contentment, the smallest bead of precum staining his briefs. "time to get up, we have a lot to do today."

"hm?" he looked at you through half lidded eyes, confused. you kept rubbing his shaft as you explained the days schedule, "I have to return those jeans and then buy a present for y/f/n, remember?" you poked his puffy cheek as his eyes gradually closed again. "and you're on grocery duty." a soft snore is your answer, not that he was paying attention anyway.

you squeezed his balls gently, only enough for his eyes to pop back open again. "come on, mark." you said more sternly, slowing jerking him off. "a-ah!" he moans, getting more aroused. he props himself onto his elbows as his eyes adjusted. "you up now, mark?" he nods in such a pretty manner, releasing the tiniest noise coming from his throat.

"alright, then get ready." you start heading towards the door, pondering over what makeup look you should try today, when mark stopped you. "wait! you're not gonna finish?" a pout rested on his face. you tapped your chin, looking up at the cheap paint job on your ceiling. "no, I don't think I will." you smirked and closed the door at his groggy expression, hearing an exaggerated sigh once it was shut.

mark was still rubbing his eyes when he stumbled down the stairs, tripping on a step and playing it off with a cute giggle. "how can you still be tired?" you shook your head and then fixed your jean pockets, before throwing him a mini juice box. "we'll get something to eat at the mall, I'll pay."

"Oii~" he exclaims while ripping out the straw from the juice box, and you shake your head at his signature noise. "canadians."

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

the first task was complete. you had successfully exchanged your too small jeans and are now looking for the perfect gift for your friend's birthday. usually stuff like this was easy, but somehow you were stumped. you and mark both zigzagged throughout the mall with no luck.

nothing had obtained your interest and mark was getting crabby. "I'm starving~" he whined, dramatically, and dragged his feet, his shoes making a horrible squeaking sound that made you cringe. you checked your phone—you'd been running around for about 2 hours, so mark's complaint was understandable. "okay, come on." you groaned playfully then grabbed his hand, and he instantly intertwined his fingers with yours, an adorable smile on his face.

once you've reached the food court, you felt your stomach rumble. the combined scents of the restaurants nearby—a sushi bar on your right, an italian diner to your left—was heavenly. you had no shame in moaning from the beautiful aroma as your mouth salivated, not thinking of the consequences.

you felt your boyfriend's palms begin to sweat as he adjusts his maple leaf cap. the glance you gave him was way too quick for you to acknowledge the redness of his baby cheeks. "where do you want to eat, babe?" he shrugged his shoulders, even though you couldn't see. "anywhere is fine. I'll always follow your lead." it was completely innocent, but your mind was in need of a detox a long time ago, and you couldn't help feeling tingly.

you sucked in a good breath and said, "alright, seafood it is." and just like he promised, mark followed you into red lobster. the smiling hostess, who looked just as dead inside as lindsay lohan, lead you both to a more secluded booth towards the back corner of the restaurant, handing you your menus and basically grumbled, "enjoy." which made mark chuckle. "wow. that's like me without watermelon."

you roll your eyes, jokingly, and skimmed through the menu. shortly, a tall, dimpled man with deep brown hair stops by your table with a pen and paper in hand. "hi, I'm jaehyun. I'll be your waiter today. can I start you off with drinks?" jaehyun took both your orders with a smile and came back shortly with beverages and biscuits, and mark stuffed his face like he's never seen a crumb in his life.

he barely made it through half of his main dish before groaning and grabbing his belly. "I think I'm pregnant." he looks down at his tummy and rubs it, giggling like he's drunk. "tell that to the waiter, maybe he'll give us a discount." you say sarcastically and mark bursts into laughter, clapping his hands like a seal. you covered your mouth so your shrimp wouldn't fly out. "no more biscuits for you."

his eyes and mouth go wide like a strange emoticon, with a glint of mischief. "are you punishing me?" it was your turn to have big eyes. this wasn't as innocent as his last comment, now he was purposely trying to stir you up. which was so unnatural because he's typically shy about his sex life and likes to keep it private.

you couldn't even get a word in because jaehyun popped out of nowhere with your credit card and a to-go box for mark's massacred lobster. "here you go." jaehyun hands mark his box and he gives him the cutest little thanks. then, jaehyun chuckles lowly, his dimples coming back for sunlight. "I know it's none of my business but," he puts his hands up in defense, making you and mark to stare, cluelessly, wondering where this was going.

the waiter glances between the two of you, his dimples somehow getting even more prominent. "it looks like she really cares for you." he smiles at mark while sliding back your card, and you couldn't help curling your lips, touched by jaehyun's comment.

but mark had to ruin it all, looking you dead in the eye before speaking, "yeah, she's like a mommy to me." you opened your mouth to gasp, but instead it came out as a weird squeak. his sudden boldness had rendered you speechless as he giggled knowingly.

jaehyun did that low laugh again and nudged mark's shoulder. "guess you make her scream a lot?" he joked, trying to initiate some sort of bro moment that painfully backfired. "actually, she makes me scream." mark was forced to laugh awkwardly at the silence that came from both of you, his face beaming another red shade. "have a nice day." jaehyun said so quickly—it took a couple seconds to comprehend—and then bounced with a petrified face.

mark tried again to giggle it off, but stopped when your face had gone from shocked to somewhat furious. "I-I'm sorry I..." he stammered an apology as you stood up and draped your coat around your shoulders. "let's go." he shut his mouth and trailed behind you, forgetting about his lobster.

the ride home was short but felt like an eternity. mark already knew what was coming to him and knew better than to try and wriggle himself out of it. his droopy puppy eyes and pouty lips will get him nowhere today. but, no matter how hard he tries to hide his excitement down there, it never goes unseen. and once you've pulled into the driveway of your shared home, his arousal couldn't be contained.

"don't be too hard on me, mommy." mark said once the door had shut out the rest of the world. you know how sensitive he is, so you weren't planning to go classic dominatrix, anyway. however, this was going to be more than a simple spank on the butt or a denial of his orgasm. "go upstairs and strip for me. then wait for me in front of the bed on your knees with your clothes folded in front of you." his eyes squint at your new request, parting his lips momentarily before just saying, "yes, mommy." knowing he shouldn't backtalk.

you gave him about two minutes to fulfill your request, tidying a few things here and there, before climbing up the stairwell into your bedroom. where mark kneeled naked with his shaky hands covering his junk, his outfit folded in front of him just like you asked, with his hat being the cherry on top. "good boy." you pat his fluffy hair before sinking down to his level. "why couldn't you be good while we were out?" you smirked, hinting that you weren't really mad, but his glassy eyes still shifted. "I'm sorry, mommy."

he did look sorry. his baby face almost persuaded you too drop everything and call it a day. but you didn't want him to believe he could get away with going against your rules. "hands and knees on the bed for me, please." you caressed his cheek, lovingly. he obeyed and you scooped up his clothes and put them away in the closet, fetching your play box while you're there. picking out your most used items.

once you're behind him, you couldn't help but drink the sight of his slim figure arching sinfully for you. he was freshly groomed, not a hair in sight, and his cute cock already made a tiny puddle on the sheets as he waited patiently for your next move. he sucks in a deep breath once he felt your pointer finger glide along the crevice of his ass, his hips searching for more. "stay," you said, firmly, and he stopped instantly, clutching the sheets just a tad tighter.

you enter him slowly, feeling the muscle tense around you as you explored his walls. a little baby whimper already begging you for more as mark struggles to keep himself from grinding into your finger. you place a random slap to his ass, making him jump and give you an opportunity to place a second finger inside.

he gasps from the stretch, and the cold liquid that you squeezed onto your fingers, a few drops flying onto mark's lower back. a lewd squelching noise making its way throughout the room as you jammed your fingers inside of him. "m-mommy!" he cries when you discover the walnut shaped gland, burying his face in the pillow. "oh, fuck!" he fights the urge to touch himself.

you spank his ass a few times, watching him jolt with each hit. each lewd sound being muffled by his self-designated support pillow. "m-mommy... c-can I...?" he trails off, a rich groan cutting in. "can you what, babe?" you stop your movements, leaning over his slim body to see his flushed face already covered by his golden hair. "you want to cum don't you?" you answer for him, massaging his outer rim tenderly.

mark nodded his head readily, responding with a flimsy whimper and those starry, ingenuous eyes flickering towards you. "alright then," you take a seat next him, and seeing his vulnerable position in a different angle fueled your arousal. he peeked over his pillow, his puppy eyes landing on your hands patting your thigh smoothly. "come ride your mommy's thighs."

you can automatically notice the perfect bashful shade creep onto the tip of his ears as your grin could no longer be restrained. "seriously?" he squeaks, jumping from octave to octave, to which you nod. he takes a second to glare at your jean-clad thighs before lifting himself and resting himself in between your leg. you let him adjust before pulling him down for a quick kiss, tasting the savory seasoning that still lingered in his tongue.

with your hands grabbing hold of his narrow hips, you guided him to softly grind his naked cock. he inhaled steadily before repeating his earlier movements, letting out a breathy moan. you hum in approval as he picked up his pace, tightening your grip. "feel good?" you wonder, since he'd never tried this before. "mmhmm!" he whines endearingly before throwing his head back. "it feels amazing."

you let your hands wander down to his ass, groping the flesh before giving it a harsh slap, encouraging him to go faster. mark starts panting as he gets closer to orgasm, wrapping his dainty figure around your shoulders as continued to toy with him. to test his limits, you slipped two fingers inside him and the girlish moan that trembled past his lips was divine. "I-I'm gonna c-cum." he stutters, twisting his hips for the most amount of pleasure. "cum, baby boy." you said, and instantly a silky puddle seeped through your jeans.

slowing his tempo, he buries his face into the crook of your neck, giving it sweet, baby pecks. "what do you say?" you queried, removing your middle and ring finger from his entrance. he gasps from realization, sitting back on his heels to glance at you. "I'm sorry! thank you, mommy." you tsk and shake your head, "that's two rules you've broken. get back to your original position."

without another word, you fetch the strap that you'd tossed beside the bed earlier and slip yourself into it, making sure it's nice and fitted. just as he was ordered, mark arched his back in the same position, seeing the toy out of his peripheral. tongue-in-cheek, he anticipated your cock to stretch his walls with lube dripping down the inner parts of his legs.

to tease, you lightly tap the tip on his hole, admiring the way it clenched. "please~" he begged, softly, slightly swaying his hips. you held them still before informing, "if you make any noise, you won't cum. understand?" mark clears his throat swiftly, "yes, mommy. I understand."

after adding another generous amount of lube, you slowly slip past his entrance, allowing him to prepare for your strokes. he's already nibbling on the inside of his cheeks to contain any sinful noises that will confiscate his orgasm, tightly clutching the sheets. and when you finally snap your hips forward, his eyes shut, barely catching the tiny moan in his throat.

you, on the other hand, showed your arousal shamelessly. "your asshole's so sexy—swallows my cock so well." you murmured, marveling at the cock disappearing inside him with ease. "you may speak now." instantly, he cried out, "thank you, mommy! you feel so good!" his outburst encouraged you to pick up your pace, slamming into him. he drags out a long moan, tears collecting in the corner of his eyes. "f-fuck, mommy, I-I'm going to—" you silenced him by shoving his head into the pillow. "hush, baby."

shutting his lips, his breathe hitched, his dick starting to pulse. he bit the sensitive flesh of his bottom lip as his release ripples through his body. suddenly, he released a huge exhale as cum spews out of his tip, dripping down his shaft, eventually creating a mess in the sheets.

"you okay, baby boy?" you ask with a much more empathetic tone, delicately scrapping your nails down his back. he fully collapsed himself. "yeah," he turns his head towards you, the ends of his yellowish hair dampened with sweat. "I'm okay." he assures, his beloved smile making his eyes crinkle. "too bad our waiter wasn't here to see this."

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