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[nirvanawrites111]

Wedding Secrets (Sub!Taemin x Dom!Reader)

Pairing: Sub!Taemin x Dom!Reader

Pronouns: none used, written as an afab! reader. Reader does wear a dress.

Genre: Exes to lovers, non-idol au, Taemin is a famous cherographer and you two see each other at Hoshi's wedding.

Warning: smut of course, pussy eating, dom!reader, femdom, cheating, pulling Taem's hair, and grabbing his shirt. Y/n is called mommy

Word count: 1789.. it was supposed to be only 1000 words.

BTW, this is NOT the story I teased a week ago. I'm still working on my Yandere!Taemin fic.

I'm just so in love with Taemin y'all.. but y'all already knew that.

Happy Subby!September! Thank you to everyone who is reading, writing, and reblogging. We are just getting started!

Smut below the cut! Enjoy.

The wedding reception was vibrant and full of energy. But, your heart drops when you spot him from across the room.

Your ex.

At Hoshi's wedding, of all places? You both shared a mutual surprised look, and suddenly, the upbeat song seemed a bit too loud.

Memories of old times flashed by as you caught his eye. This was going to be an interesting evening for you.

Not to mention, the woman by his side is drop-dead gorgeous, and you're sure she's a model or some influencer.

Being a choreographer, you know he makes his rounds around the entertainment industry.

You get up from the table and head to the bathroom. The last thing you want is to show any emotions and make this about you. This is about celebrating your good friend, and you don't want to draw any attention to you.

You retreat to the bathroom and look at yourself in the mirror. Your makeup is still perfect, your hair is flawless, and you look amazing in your outfit. You take a couple of deep breaths.

"I don't have feelings for him anymore.. so why am I tripping?"

"You don't have feelings for me.. anymore.. mommy?" Taemin voices announces into the bathroom, and you glare at him as you stare at him in the mirror.

While you thought hearing that name would feel foreign to you, instead, you miss it. A little more than you would like to admit.

You can't even hide your facial expressions, so you turn around to face him. You wrap your arms around your body, holding yourself in hopes that you can keep it together.

"No, we're over... remember?" Your echo of the truth is a reminder that he doesn't belong to you anymore.

He wanted to end things because he felt like monogamy wasn't something he wanted to continue. So, he walked away from you.

"I know that, but you haven't answered the question. Because if I'm being real with you. I'm not over you. Every person I sleep with, I have to close my eyes and imagine that it's you that I'm with."

Of course, the most infamous choreographer and dancer in your home country has been with other people since the split. That was the whole purpose, right? But it still doesn't feel good hearing it.

But, simultaneously, you feel a little emotion stir inside you, because he still isn't over you.

"Does my answer even matter?" You challenge him.

Taemin tilts his head, and studies your body language. His piercing dark brown eyes, and you know that right now, he's the bold, confident, loudmouth Taemin. In a snap of a finger, if you step into "mommy mode," he will be a whimpering mess under your control. He can get into his subspace so easily for you.

"For me, it does," he responds softly.

A surge of memories hits you – the late-night rehearsals, the impromptu dance sessions at dawn. The way you two would hook up at his dance studio. The passion between the two of you is undeniable. But you know, along with those fun memories comes the bitter ones, the fights, and the jealousy.

"Why now?" you ask, trying to keep your voice steady. "After all this time, after everything that happened, why bring this up now?"

You watch him take a deep breath, looking down momentarily, before returning his mesmerizing gaze to yours.

"It's simple. Everywhere I go, all I see and imagine is you. You used to choke me the way I liked, spank me, spoil me, love me, touch me. Make me submit like no one else could. I'm still in love with you, Y/n."

You want to speak, and you open your mouth to do so, but you stop yourself. You take a moment to process what he just told you.

Your relationship with him was such a whirlwind. He's never been your typical type of guy you like to date. You are quiet and reserved around people you don't know. Only a selected person gets to see your true personality shine.

But, Taemin is outspoken, flirty, and outgoing all the time. He's always the center of attention in some type of way. You never wanted to dim his light or stop his beautiful energy. But, at times, his innocence gets misinterpreted by someone dying for his attention.

Which created issues in your relationship. He has five million Instagram followers, which is more than some of the idols he choreographs for.

He's pretty much a big deal to a lot of people. But, no one has ever experienced him in the way that you have.

"Kiss me," you mumble.

You get out of your head and try to ground yourself back into your body. You know you will ruminate over this if you don't let your body take the lead.

Taemin steps closer into your presence and presses his soft, juicy lips against yours. Your eyes shut immediately, and you allow him to take the lead momentarily. He deepens the kiss and wraps his hands around your waist, and you pull him closer to your body.

You pull back from him, and you feel that familiar feeling come over you. That surge of energy allows you to take control of the situation.

"Mommy? Can I taste you?" The words slip off his tongue so quickly, and you wanted nothing more than to shove his face right into your pussy.

How did he know that you even wanted him in that way?

You removed Taemin's suit jacket and laid it on the sink, and you hiked up your dress so that you can prepare his meal for him.

How could you deny yourself the satisfaction of having the best head in your life? Even if it meant this was just a one-time hookup.

You spread your legs for Taemin, and you are already wet with excitement.

"Come on and eat it before your girlfriend comes looking for you," you taunt him.

"She doesn't care. She's just with me for her social media page."

You run your finger down your slit and feel how wet you are just from kissing Taemin. It never fails how you always react to him so easy.

Taemin smirks and kneels before you just enough to be at eye level at your core. He places his hands on your thighs for leverage as he jams his tongue inside you.

You instantly realize how much you have missed his tongue deep inside you. The feeling of his tongue warms you in a way that you can't explain. It's familiar, and it feels even better as he begins to lap at your folds.

"God, I've missed your tongue, Taem. You're still the best head I've ever had that."

You expect Taemin to respond to your comment, but he's lost himself inside of your sacred world. He mixes up his technique from sucking on your clit to giving you very slow, but passionate kisses that cause your body to jilt every time.  To do it all over again in between speeds and variations.

The feeling of having Taemin eat you out like it's his last meal on Earth has your mind spinning a bit when he services you like this. You know that his words are really true.

There is no way that he eats out that IG model like this.

Taemin is way too good and knows exactly what you need when you need it.

He's so good at reading your body language since he's an empath. He knows what you want before you even say it. That's how in sync you two are.

But, you snap out of the state of euphoria, and you grab him by the hair. "Taem, now I know you heard me when I praised you... Is that how you respond to Mommy?"

"No, mommy. I'm sorry, you just taste so good. That's why  I was in my own little world with your pussy. Thank you for praising me. You know I love when you do that. Can I continue to worship you?"

You instantly felt the aching of your sex when you pulled him away from you. You want to regret it, but you also know he must obey you.

"Fine, but you know I like it when you respond to me. Got it."

"Yes."

You stare into his eyes with his hair still in your hand and his beautiful plump lips covered in your juices.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes... Mommy."

"Good boy."

You release his hair and guide the back of his head back to your pussy. Not that you needed to guide him, but you like being able to control him in this way.

Taemin returns to pleasuring you like he never stops. He licks away at your pussy, and the gushy sound of his tongue and your juices mixed has you hornier than ever.

"Mommy.. I love pleasuring you."

"I can tell. You see how wet I am."

"I love it.. can I feel your juices on my fingers?"

"Yes.."

Taemin turns his hand over and sticks his thick middle finger inside you, and you clench around him. He runs his thumb over your clit in circles.

You look down at him, and you can't get over the fact that you never expected to be on a bathroom sink with your legs spread with Taemin's head in between them during your bestie's wedding.

As if on cue, Taemin runs his tongue across his top lip slowly to savor your taste.

You grab him by the shirt and pull him in for a kiss. You slip your tongue into his mouth and savor the taste of yourself. These are the wild moments you miss.

Your tongue swirls around in his mouth as you two are locked in a passionate kiss. The combination of kissing him and his fingers working their magic on you is enough to tip you over the edge.

Taemin's skillful digits continue to pump into you, and you already feel yourself squirt on his middle finger.

"Finish me off," You pull away from Taemin and push his head back down.

Taemin holds onto you as he buries his face deep into your center, and he tongue fucks you because he knows that's what you like.

You both know your body is already so sensitive, and by the way, your hips are starting to buck you. The time to release is approaching.

You moan uncontrollably as Taemin's expert tongue explores every inch of your core, intensifying the pleasure coursing through your body. The anticipation builds, and with one final flick of his tongue, you explode in a mind-shattering climax.

Taemin comes back up and licks his lips again. "I will never get enough of how you taste, Mommy."

You hop off the sink and adjust your dress. Your legs are wobbly, and Taemin helps you with your dress.

You kiss Taemin on the cheek and say, "I might let you taste me again."

[femdomlieeh]

Key (m)

Obedient!Sub!Taeyong ✧ Bratty!Sub!Jungwoo ✧ Pervert!Sub!Mark ✧ Dom!F!Reader

WC—5.1 ✧ k

WARNING—three/foursome ✧ ambw ✧ semi-public sex (office) ✧ brief mxm ✧ voyeurism (m) ✧ pegging ✧ masturbation (m) ✧ slapping (face) ✧ light bondage ✧ light bdsm ✧ brief spanking ✧ light name-calling ✧ jealousy ✧ praise ✧ degradation ✧ mistress & mommy kink ✧ baby boy kink

THEMES—smut ✧ manager au

NOW PLAYING—Bad Boy ✧ Red Velvet

[A/N.] 누나 (nuna) = older sister, 형 (hyeong) = older brother

Old Nct dream version (Jeno, Jaemin, Renjun)

M.LISTS—nct 127 ✧ nct dream ✧ nct u ✧ superm ✧ latest updates ✧ read on wp

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Loud clangs of high heels echoed behind the door to the meeting room, breaking up the wild discussion the 127 boys just had on whether there's one butt or two. NCT 127 had gotten a new manager a few months back and the members had different reactions and had adapted differently to her but by now all of them had developed good work relationships with her with some of them having gotten closer to her. They had gotten close and comfortable enough to call her 누나 (after she told them she was ok with that) instead of using distancing terms they would use religiously with the previous shitty managers.

Taeyong felt very comfortable around her and how she led him and the team. Jungwoo found himself liking how she told him to be quiet when he started talking off track during meetings and times when she would speak sharply and order him around. Haechan absolutely loved her since she would take care of him and check in on his health from the very beginning of the job. Mark would always try his best to make her laugh (when appropriate) but, even after laughing for many months together, at the end of the day he was still awkward with her because that's just how he is.

____ had already made it clear that she puts her trust in everyone but she especially trusted Mark since he's been doing such a good job in like 50 groups and, as a result of her trust (expectation) in him, Mark felt pressured to never do anything wrong since he cared about her opinion weirdly much. But overall, the 127 guys were happy with the change — not just because they generally loved attention from not men — but because she gave different ideas and led them in a way that they felt comfortable and safe with her.

They turned their heads towards the sound and saw the door opening, "Good day, 누나," the nine men greeted her in harmony.

"It has been brought to my attention that a few of you boys have been acting rather inappropriately," ___ was quick to shut down whatever bullshit any of the boys had to say (she was irritated because of whatever had happened). Most of them were curious who she was talking about although most of them had a clue who. Others were a little intimidated by her dark tone although they knew they had done nothing wrong and that they weren't the ones that were going to get scolded at. Taeyong gulped and stared; he liked it when she was mad at them, scolded them — all of that. Haechan was just sitting comfortably, knowing he hadn't misbehaved or done a single mistake for a whole week (surprisingly). Mark had showed up to every practice on time, had killed when recording vocals with NCT 127 right after his one day and four hour break from his NCT DREAM comeback. Like always, he hadn't disappointed her. Jungwoo smirked, knowing what was going on and what was going to happen.

"It has been brought to my attention that a few of you boys have been acting rather inappropriately," ___ was quick to shut down whatever bullshit any of the boys had to say (she was irritated because of whatever had happened). Most of them were curious who she was talking about although most of them had a clue who. Others were a little intimidated by her dark tone although they knew they had done nothing wrong and that they weren't the ones that were going to get scolded at. Taeyong gulped and stared; he liked it when she was mad at them, scolded them — all of that. Haechan was just sitting comfortably, knowing he hadn't misbehaved or done a single mistake for a whole week (surprisingly). Mark had showed up to every practice on time, had killed when recording vocals with NCT 127 right after his one day and four hour break from his NCT DREAM comeback. Like always, he hadn't disappointed her. Jungwoo smirked, knowing what was going on and what was going to happen.

"It has been brought to my attention that a few of you boys have been acting rather inappropriately," ___ was quick to shut down whatever bullshit any of the boys had to say (she was irritated because of whatever had happened). Most of them were curious who she was talking about although most of them had a clue who. Others were a little intimidated by her dark tone although they knew they had done nothing wrong and that they weren't the ones that were going to get scolded at. Taeyong gulped and stared; he liked it when she was mad at them, scolded them — all of that. Haechan was just sitting comfortably, knowing he hadn't misbehaved or done a single mistake for a whole week (surprisingly). Mark had showed up to every practice on time, had killed when recording vocals with NCT 127 right after his one day and four hour break from his NCT DREAM comeback. Like always, he hadn't disappointed her. Jungwoo smirked, knowing what was going on and what was going to happen.

Everyone of them made mistakes sometimes, whether it was showing up late to practice for a whole week or being so late to an interview they had to get their makeup done in the car. Haechan and Jungwoo often misbehaved and knew the consequences of it. Actually, knowing what awaited them after behaving bad was why they did it in the first place. The biggest brats were 100% Haechan and Jungwoo. Sometimes Taeyong did small mistakes on purpose just for ____ to scold him. But he was mostly obedient and only chose to defy her when he was desperate for her attention (the attention that she always prioritized for the others). For the past month those three boys had gotten a taste of the consequences once a week. Every. Damn. Week. Except for one week when Haechan was feeling extra bad and got to taste it. Every. Damn. Day. Lucky him.

"Taeyong, you're the leader and you're supposed to set a good example for your members, right?" she stared at him sternly, giving him the chills.

"Yes, 누나," he answered looking innocent with his big eyes when he in reality was so excited.

"Yet you get dragged into troubles with Jungwoo instead of helping him correct himself," she spat.

"Yes, 누나."

"My office after this."

There it was. That sentence. The sentence he wanted to hear. She turned her attention away from Taeyong to Jungwoo, "You too, don't think I'm only gonna scold Taeyong because he's the leader. I didn't forget that you were involved too."

"Okay, 누나," Jungwoo smiled, excited for what was about to happen. Mark looked at Jungwoo a bit shocked. Why is he smiling? He like this? Why? Why does he and Taeyong like it when 누나 scolds them?

The members didn't know what they'd done but they assumed maybe dispatch had found them smoking or something.

"Haechan?" she said as she hadn't forgotten about him either.

"Yes, 누나," he answered with a cute tone and sent her an innocent smile, contrary to the thoughts clouding his head.

"Good job! You actually didn't act bad for once," she praised him with a tint of degradation — just how he liked it.

He kept eye contact with her and put his chin on his hands as an attempt to keep the innocent boy act, "Thank you, 누나."

Considering his nickname sometimes was Little Devil, he was very mischievous and not-so-much innocent. The fact that he didn't have anything to do with the misbehaving this time was mind-blowing to both her and the rest. But the fact that he had another plan in mind wouldn't be shocking to ____. But she would find out later.

"You guys — except for Taeyong and Jungwoo — can go to back to the dorms, I'm sorry you guys had to waste time here. Let this be a reminder that what one member does can affect the whole group. Anyway, have a nice day and see you tomorrow at six!" she waved them away.

Everyone except for the three left.

"Care to explain yourselves?" she asked the boys that were sat in front of her and crossed her arms.

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Mark was on his way to hide from SuperM or Dream or U schedules when he felt an arm around his waist. He turned his head to find a smiley Haechan. "How are you, 형?"

"Um, I'm good, but bored now because I was gonna watch Netflix with Jungwoo," he answered, oblivious to the younger's intentions with this not coincidental rendezvous.

"What if you don't need to be without him?"

The older's brows scrunched up in confusion, "Huh? What are you saying?"

"Have you ever wondered what happens in the office when Taeyong 형 or Jungwoo 형 or I have misbehaved?"

Now that Haechan mentioned it, Mark had never actually thought of that. He was too busy being an overworked angel that he hadn't even thought of why he was one. What could be so bad with misbehaving if they kept doing it?

"Here," the Little Devil said and extended out his hand, revealing a silver key.

"What's this?" the Little Angel questioned, eyeing the metallic object in front of him.

"It's the key to her office."

"And why do you have that?" Mark's mouth turned into an O, thinking the younger had taken it from her.

"She gave me this key since I visit her office so often," he beamed, threw it in the air and caught it as if the key were a symbol for luck. "She doesn't wanna bother bringing you guys into a small meetings every time I do something bad. So thoughtful."

Mark was shocked, "Do the other guys have keys too?"

The younger dramatically gasped and lightly hit the loser's shoulder, "No I only I have one," he whined.

He shook his head, "Here. Go and hide in the office and you'll see what goes on when 누나 takes us there."

The older stood still in a trance, not sure of what to do so the younger physically grabbed his hand and put the key in it.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I'm the only one who owns one of these and I don't like sharing!" Haechan said sassily and skipped away like a five-year-old.

Mark looked down at his palm. The key was shining. It was calling for him...and he chose to listen to its calls and follow the melody all the way to his favorite manager's office.

He started walking rapidly towards the place he'd only visited for normal reasons before. He couldn't believe he was actually doing this shit. But that didn't stop him from taking big steps towards the desired destination his curiosity had taken him to.

After dodging the attention of fellow members and trying not to stutter when greeting superior girl group members, he finally was standing in front of the shining wooden door, breath hitching. Fuck. Should I really do this?

"But 누나~" Taeyong's cute whining was heard from circa 30 meters away.

They were on their way to the office — and they were already so close! If Mark stayed in front of the door, he'd have to explain why he was there in the first place and if ____ caught a glimpse of the key in his hand she'd know what his true intentions were and never trust him the same way.

Therefore, he deemed the most logical solution to be to shove the key into the keyhole, turn it around, get in the office and hide fast. He closed the door and locked it after as he didn't want to leave a trace of his unplanned visit. He looked around the room and tried to find a decent hiding spot. There were no huge furnitures to hide behind like a true pervert so his only option was the most stupid and typical thing ever. Hide under a desk. It was like a ticket to hell.

"When am I gonna get my key, 누나?" Jungwoo whined loud enough to be heard from the other side of the closed door.

The sound of something hard being put into the hole alerted Mark that he didn't have much time left, having to choose between being caught and no longer being a Little Angel or decreasing the possibility of being caught and get info on why his best friends love being so bad.

He knew he had no other choice than to slide under the table and pray she wouldn't catch onto his not-so-angel-like act. They wouldn't be able to see him under there because of the wood covering the front. Hopefully ____ didn't choose to sit on the chair in front of it where she would see him, which is exactly where she normally would sit when Mark went to her office for a meeting...

"Yeah, 누나~ Haechan keeps bragging about his key~ It's unfair." Taeyong complained, whining like before but louder.

Click! And so, the door was unlocked. Mark felt his heart beating with each step he heard on the other side of the room. ____'s only response to the boys' complaints was one word: "Sit."

At that, Little Angel's heart dropped. Holy shi— But God decided to have mercy and save Mark from embarrassment for another time so instead of walking to the chair that was right by Mark, ____ walked to a big leather sofa that was in a corner on the other side of the room.

"Good boy, Taeyong," ____ said.

"Thank you, Mommy."

Mark's eyes grew bigger at that. Wait wha—

"Bitch, sit down," ____ said to Jungwoo.

Oh wow—

"Yes, Mommy," the boy did as he was told, taking a seat on the right side of her.

Mark blushed. How could they call her that word so normally, as if it were 누나 and not a kinky title? the innocent boy hiding under the table wondered. He was expecting her to scold them both for talking inappropriately with her. But instead, he heard a sentence that made his pants a bit tighter.

"Why have you boys been acting so naughty?"

Mark heard Taeyong apologize and say "I'm sorry, Mommy."

____ turned her gaze to the one she knew had started it all.

"Why did you touch yourself without Mommy's permission?"

Oh wow they are into some freaky shit, Mark thought, his breathing quickening.

"I wanted Mommy to touch me, but Mommy was busy," Jungwoo pouted.

"Then why did you make Taeyong touch you too?"

"Taeyongie wanted my cock."

Clap! Mark heard the sound of a high five.

____ had slapped Jungwoo (kinda lightly) across the face, "Use your manners."

"I'm sorry, Mommy," he looked her in the eyes.

"It's Mistress when you're being a brat," she corrected him.

Mark gulped.

"I'm sorry, Mistress," Jungwoo was turned on by the authority in her voice (he was such an easy slut).

Now Mark understood why Haechan acted bratty all the time. He just wanted her attention. The Little Angel didn't want to admit it, but he thought it was sexy. For the first time ever, he got the urge to do something bad so he could get in trouble with 누나 too. Or more like M-Mo... But he wasn't bold enough and he didn't know if he wanted to risk losing his reputation of being perfect either.

"Now can you explain why you two did this in the practice room? You could've gotten caught."

Jungwoo still kept strong eye contact, wanting to look like a brat, while Taeyong was looking at the floor ashamed.

"Imagine if Mark came in and saw you sucking Jungwoo's dick, Taeyongie."

Mark's ears perked up at hearing his name. Did he really come across as so innocent that he's used as the example of the worst possible person to witness a blowjob in a practice room? Damn. Wait omg does she think he's a vir—

"Or maybe you wanted something like that to happen," she continued.

Maybe the boys had a tingling feeling about seeing Mark non-pure for once. And he was always so obedient already surely he would be up for submitting to his partner right.

"He's too much of an angel to be here, Mommy," Taeyong said.

"Yeah, he is indeed a good boy."

His face faltered a little at her agreeing a little too enthusiastically, "But I'm a better boy though, right, Mommy?"

"Do good boys suck cock in practice rooms?"

"N-No, Mommy."

He felt the need to make himself look better for her.

"But Jungwoo is the bad boy!" he tried to defend himself.

"Yeah! I'm the bad boy who deserves a key!" Jungwoo agreed.

"So that's why you did it? To prove a point?" she started caressing his cheek gently this time.

"Mmm, yes, Mistress," he lowered his gaze, blushing at her tender touch.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you."

He did as said and looked her in the eyes. She slapped him. Not too hard, but hard enough to leave a slight sting. He moaned. Pain to him was like cats to a single lady.

"You wanted to be a bad boy for a key? Let's see if you're worthy of it."

He gulped. This was his chance. She turned her attention to Taeyong, who was getting impatient looking at them.

"And you, baby, did it because you wanted my attention or a key?"

"I wanted your attention, Mommy. But a key would be nice too," he answered honestly and pouted.

"You're getting spanked—"

A smile tugged at his lips at the victory.

"—by yourself."

The smile disappeared and was replaced with a frown. He held her hand.

"But, M-Mommy, aren't you supposed to do it?" he asked, not wanting to question her, but at the same time wanting to question his ridiculous punishment.

"Do you want to get punished or not?"

"Yes, I do, Mommy," he brought her hand to his lips and kissed it. Oh how he wished he was getting spanked by her instead.

She ignored his sweet gesture and turned her attention back to the boy on her right, "Take off your pants, Jungwoo."

No matter how many times _____ had seen him naked, Jungwoo always had a few seconds of nerves before she'd see him again. Said boy's cheeks reddened slightly, and his hands shakily went down to unbuckle his belt. Mark did the same. He blushed and unbuckled his pants quietly until his hand could fit in them. It wasn't his fault that he was feeling turned on and like a 'bad boy'. What day was it today? Saturday? OK he can't skip going to church tomorrow after this.

_____ started stroking Taeyong's thigh with one hand to give him some affection before she'd give all of it to Jungwoo. "Remember our safe word?"

"Yes," they answered as they were undressing.

"What is it?"

"Red."

"Correct. Good job, both of you."

She looked at Taeyong, "Get naked you too, baby."

Said boy quickly took off his over-sized shirt and threw his bucket hat across the room, making Mark flinch as it landed two meters away from him. Jungwoo had decided to wear tight jeans today and he was now regretting it. The jeans perfectly showed off his curves, but it was the wrong idea to wear them on a day like this when he wanted them off as fast as possible. While Jungwoo awkwardly struggled, Taeyong decided to take off his baggy pants together with his underwear in a split second, kicking them to the side so nobody could trip on them.

In an instant Taeyong was on her lap, butt naked. "Mommy, can you please, please, please spank me?" he pleaded prettily and folded his arms behind her neck.

The two were only a few centimeters away from touching noses. Her hands made their way to his soft butt. He hummed in content. "Please, Mommy," he looked her in the eyes.

She kneaded his ass slowly before slapping it loudly enough to send a wave of arousal to everybody in the room, including Mark. A short moan escaped his mouth at the harsh touch he fancied so much. Jungwoo was frustrated, he knew he was going to go to her office, yet he still decided to wear the damned jeans. He was supposed to be the centre of attention, not Taeyong.

Mark had started touching himself. He felt bad that it felt so good and didn't want to stop. He wondered if he wanted them to hear him misbehaving or if he wanted to remain as ____'s Little Angel but ultimately decided to go for the predictable route and just be quiet and never to be discovered as a pervert.

"Mommy, I want you so—" Taeyong whispered in her ear.

"Mistress, I'm ready for you," Jungwoo interrupted the attention thief as his annoying jeans were finally on the floor.

"Mommy~" the boy on her lap whined cutely.

"Get off, Babyboy," she ordered.

"But Mommy—"

"Now."

"Okay, Mommy," he groaned and, jealous, turned his head to Jungwoo.

Taeyong whined. The leather was cold against his ass, and he just wanted to sit or lay on Mommy's warm, soft lap and get spanked, was that too much to ask for?

Although Jungwoo had proved that he was a really bad boy already, he felt the need to try harder. "We don't need a condom," he said boldly.

"You're right, we don't need a condom. Ass up," ____ said.

Jungwoo's eyes got big, clearly not expecting that response. Without saying anything ____ got up and pulled off her clothes in front of him. She was wearing a strap-on (how the fuck it wasn't visible before was a mystery). He had never seen one in real life, so he didn't expect it to be that big.

"Ass up, Baby, or do I need to say it a third time?"

With a gulp he turned onto his covered abs and obeyed her.

"Go to the desk, Babyboy. I want to see you," she ordered Taeyong as her fingers teased Jungwoo's hole after she spat on it.

Taeyong obeyed, feeling sexy because she wanted to look him. Mark, on the other hand, was fucking panicking. He still hadn't cummed and he was afraid he would get caught. The desk was covered with a wall of wood on one side, so he wasn't afraid of being caught that way, instead he was afraid he'd get caught because of the sound of his wet dick.

Taeyong leaned against the desk and showed his hole off to Mommy. With an arched back he clenched and unclenched air for her. He wanted her to see how good he looked. He was smirking, knowing she was looking at him.

With confidence he spanked himself.

It didn't feel as good as when she did it, regardless he moaned. He wanted her to hear how sexy his moans were. The past times he had gotten spanked she had done it till he was tired and never given him a number of spanks he deserved, so he assumed that the same rule applied now when he was the one spanking himself. He kept on spanking himself and moaned after every one of them.

Taeyong hugged the armrest needily, wanting _____'s attention back.

"Mommy—"

"That's Mistress for you, brat," she quickly corrected him.

"Aren't you gonna punish me, Mistress?" he looked back at her.

She turned his head away from her and positioned herself behind him. He felt relieved that she was finally focusing on him and him only. Excitement filled his veins and his cock. It was so hard, wanting to be touched by her all week. He had even woken up hard this morning because of a dream he'd had about her. She positioned the tip of the strap by his entrance.

"Are you ready, Baby?" she asked him to make sure he was comfortable.

"Yes, Mistress. Just fuck me."

She didn't need to hear him say anything else to thrust into him. He whine long and loudly. His hole wasn't prepared for the big stretch but he wanted it rough; he wanted to be treated like the bad boy he had tried to be this week, and he wanted to be worthy of a key so she could fuck him every day like Haechan got the pleasure of. (a/n. we know that lube and prep is crucial but this is tumblr universe✌️)

Hearing how sensitive Jungwoo was made Mark go faster on his private part. ____ stayed inside to make him more accustomed to the strap since it was kind of big for a beginner, and she wasn't completely sadistic.

"Fuck me, Mistress," he whined into the armrest of the couch.

She went in deeper, and Jungwoo couldn't help but omit light moans he would be embarrassed to let out in front of Taeyong if he weren't so desperate for this punishment.

"Mommy!" Taeyong moaned out to try to get _____'s attention back. It worked. She looked at Taeyong, admiring his figure pretty butt and tattoos that decorated his skin.

"Mistress, fuck me h-harder," Jungwoo didn't want a second of her attention to be away from him. Fuck Taeyong. (Not literally tho) Her attention was back at the boy in front of her.

"Tell me when I get too rough, Baby."

And that was the only sentence she said before ramming his hole. Her thrusts were so powerful and left him open-mouthed. His eyes were closed, and his back was arched at the pleasure he'd never felt before. He really didn't want to moan and sound like a slut like Taeyong. But the new feeling inside was making it hard for him. She didn't go easy on him. His first time being pegged was going to be memorable and she was going to make sure of it.

"Oh God, Mistress," he whimpered, holding back a slutty moan that nearly escaped.

The sounds of skin-slapping and lewdness made Mark determined to hold back his orgasm until any of the others were going to so he could cum with them. Refraining from orgasming was what he thought would be the closest he'd ever get to being punished by ___. Oh shit he was not innocent at all.

Taeyong was shamefully moaning as he slapped his ass cheeks. His high-pitched moans were littering the air, but it was like music to Mommy, so he kept on moaning.

"Mistress," Jungwoo kept whimpering out over and over again.

"Don't be shy, Baby. I want to hear you," she encouraged him to let go and be free, aware that he was holding back.

"M-Mistress— Mmmhm." It was hard holding back everything when she was fucking into him mercilessly, so he let go and moaned loudly. That motivated her to go harder and to find his most sensitive part. She gripped his hips to the point where they would leave bruises. And he was more than happy about that. Taeyong wished he could be bruised by Mommy too.

"Mistress! Oh my—" he cried out.

She adjusted the strap in a different angle and felt him tense up. She had found the bundle of nerves she was searching for. His moans couldn't be held back. The loud moans made it harder for Mark to not cum. Who knew his Netflix binging partner had such pretty moans

_____ rammed Jungwoo in the same angle as fast as she could to make him scream her name. He arched his back deliciously, mouth agape. How could he not when he was being fucked so damn good? The way he moaned 'Mistress' sounded like a vulgar whine from cheap porn CDs that were popular in the '80s. Her name became a chant and pushed both of them closer to their brink. His hair was sticking to his forehead as beads of sweat were covering the rest of his body. She pushed his hair out of his face and kissed his neck soothingly.

"Do you want to cum, Baby?" she asked gently in his ear.

"Yes, please, Mommy," he whimpered back as an answer.

Mistress was her title when any one of her boys was being a brat, but right now it didn't matter; he was so fucked out he didn't even notice he started calling her Mommy instead of Mistress.

"Cum for me, Baby."

Jungwoo came with a lewd moan and made a mess on the now-warm couch and Mark came into his hand and bit his lower lip to prevent any dirty sound from exposing his presence. He was so happy to cum when he heard Mommy's permission although it was meant for Jungwoo and not him.

"Thank you, Mommy," Jungwoo breathed out and plopped on the armrest, exhausted. She placed many kisses on the side of his face, keeping the strap inside him for a little more. He whimpered as ______ emptied Jungwoo's ass, but quickly went back to resting after she massaged his cheeks for a little more.

"Mommy!"

______ looked back at the desk and saw how Taeyong was still spanking himself, almost crying. Babyboy's cheeks were red and hot because of it.

"You're such a good boy; so obedient. You can stop now, Baby," she praised him as she made her way to him.

"Only for you, Mommy," he said and turned around, placing his red butt on the edge as he leaned back with his hands.

"You deserve a reward, Babyboy."

"I want Mommy to tie me, please," he smiled.

"What a good boy wants he can get," she went back to the couch to get Jungwoo's belt.

Taeyong's eyes brightened up at the sight of it. He brought his hands out for her to tie. "Such a good boy, Taeyong," she praised him.

She tied his wrists together tightly with the belt. She knew how much he liked them tight since he once complained that she probably could fit in one finger between the tie and his wrist so she tied his hands tightly.

Normally Taeyong is not jealous at all as he's mature and very secure in his skin but since he was used to being such a good boy — or a bad boy who takes punishments well — he never thought any of the other guys were competition. But he noticed the way she talked about Mark was in such a different way and that made him a bit needier for her attention and praise than usual... which is why he said, "Better than Mark, right, Mommy?"

As Mark was calming down after his orgasm his focus was solely on what she'd say. He wanted, more than anything in that moment, to know if he really was her best boy. ______ giggled instead of answering Taeyong's question, making his smile falter a little at her non-answer while Mark's smile grew. In a few seconds, however, Taeyong's smile was back as he knew exactly how to prove he was a gooder boy than Mark.

"Mommy, since I sucked Jungwoo, can I get sucked off too?" he asked softly.

"Since you've been such a good boy, of course. Sit down, Babyboy."

That's when Taeyong dragged out the chair to the desk with his tied wrists, startling the Little Angel.

"I want to be sucked by Mark," he said as if Mark hadn't secretly been hiding under the desk all along.

Taeyong had known he was under there ever since the moment he moaned out 'Mommy' for the first time. How? He knew what Mark sounded like when he masturbated, he lived in the room next to his after all. ______ made her way around the desk and smirked, "Who do we have here?"

"I told you I'm Mommy's goodest boy," Taeyong said and leaned his head on her shoulder.

"누— 누나... I-I can explain—" he stuttered as he tried to think of a justification for his actions.

"How did you get in?"

He couldn't act like he was an angel anymore. "Uhm, Haechan gave me a key."

"Thank you for telling me. Tell him to come to my office after this."

Mark gulped and looked down at the ground.

"Can you suck me, please, Markie?"

Haechan indeed was a little devil and his plan worked. That was the quality a boy bad enough to be worthy of a key. Now Haechan would get the worst punishment.

Lucky him.

Come a little closer, bend over and make yourself shorter (ooh)

Don't pay attention to anything else

Focus on my voice )

—son seungwan & kim yerim; 2018

[xotaemintol]

SUB!TAEMIN x (FEM) READER: SUBBY SEPTEMBER SHORTS DAY 1

“Teach me, touch me, guide me baby.”

PRONOUNS USED: fem reader implied

TWS: Overstimulation, sub!idol, dom!reader, unprotected sex, impact play, edging, sex toys, thigh riding.

WORD COUNT: 723

Taemin’s hips shutter as bright red lashes cover his bare skin, decorating his thighs, chest, hips, and shoulders along with an array of bite marks, scratches, and bruises. His whole body looked like it had been through hell and back, but he loved it, the way you dug your nails into his skin as you demanded him to answer you, how you bit down on his shoulder as you grinded against his thigh, and how the belt felt against his skin, it all felt heavenly his entire body was sensitive to the touch and he felt like he could burst into flames at the slightest touch.

“Please…” He cried out, your hand never stopping as you stroked his sensitive cock with a slowness that had him thrashing around and panting heavily, “Please! I-I’m…gonna cum plea-“ You snatched your hand away and slapped his thigh, slapping it so hard that it made your hand sting and left a bright red print on his soft skin, the sound of it bouncing off the walls along with his loud whimpers and cries. “Who said you were going to cum?” You asked as you got on top of his other thigh, pressing your cunt right onto the sensitive skin knowing that even the slightest touch would have him jumping and whining. “I-I’m sorry! Please forgive ma’am!” He begged, “Please!” You grinned, grabbing his face as you slowly grind yourself against him. “Oh god!” You could feel his thigh muscles contracting and his body trembling.

“Aren’t you selfish?” You teased, “You act like it’s hurting you if I please myself instead of you,” He whimpered, and although his eyes were covered by a thick black cloth you could tell when he turned his head to you that he was pleading with you, “N-No! No! It feels good! Please, please keep going, please keep using me!” You bite your lip, moaning as you go even slower, “So pathetic,” Taemin whimpered, his eyebrows turned upwards as he pouted, “You don’t even deserve it.” You get off his thigh and he immediately whines, squirming around to show how displeased he is by your sudden disappearance. “B-But, I’ve been such a good boy, I’ve been so obedient and I-Ah!” You stop him by slapping his thigh in the same spot you sat on, but this time with the flogger.

“That’s what I expect out of you, I’m not going to praise you for doing the bare minimum…” You grin while tracing it up his thigh, chills raise on his body and his cock twitches as he quietly moaned. “But, I’ll reward you since you’re such a pretty boy.” Taemin didn’t know what to expect, for a second, he thought that you’d finally let him cum, but your hand never returned, then he thought that maybe you were teasing him again by leaving him blindfolded with no idea as to what he was going to do next, but his thoughts were quickly silenced when he felt you mounting him, whimpering as your thighs rubbed the welts on his hips, “M-Ma’am?” He questioned, but you didn’t answer him, instead, you covered his mouth and grabbed his cock while hovering over it.

“Sh, don’t you want to be rewarded?” You bit your lip as the head of his length bumped your cunt, both of you jolting from the slight touch, “Or do you want to continue to be punished for being a brat?” You asked as you uncovered his mouth, he could tell that although this may have seemed like a rhetorical question, you wanted a response so in a desperate voice he said: “No, please ma’am, I want to be rewarded…b-but I’ll cum if you put it inside.” The waver in his voice made you throb, filled with a desire to see him break even more you ignored his warning. “Then you’ll be cumming until I’m satisfied.” Finally, you sink onto him, your walls throbbing around him as he whined loudly, and whimpered at the feeling of your warmth surrounding him, the feeling of being so deep inside of you made him want to cry, and hearing your soft moans only made it worse. “Ma…Ma’am…ple…oh god…please I-I… ’m gonna c-cum!” Butterflies filled his stomach as you let out a breathy laugh and softly kissed him on the cheek.

“Such a naughty kitty…my perfect s-slut.”

[taeyongsfemdom]

The sun was setting as rays of sunshine were shining into your office, Taeyong laying his head on your thighs while you were finishing up a phone call with one of your assistants, he always caught you when you got busy.

"Yes, yes we'll talk more on this tomorrow Norilyn" your red nail was swirling in his silver hair, his eyes looking at all of the large custom made pictures of him from his 2019 SuperM mini album photoshoot that was one of your favorite shoots of all time that was plastered all over your walls.

"Okay, okay! I'll see you tomorrow! Bye!" you hung up the phone as you took a long sigh "I'm sorry about that, you always come in here at the wrong time, little rose " the phone getting thrown on the other side of the couch, your hand running through his hair while you smiled at him.

"It's okay goddess, I wanted to see you though, I missed you"

"I was just downstairs an hour ago, sweetheart"

He giggled and played with one of the rings you bought him as he looked at the pictures again.

"I never realized you had so many pictures of me in here, I don't come in your office too often since you're always busy with business stuff and I'm always cooking and cleaning"

"You know that you're always welcome in here! Surprised you didn't know about these pretty pictures of you in my office"

"I remember the day these pictures were taken"

"Oh God, please don't bring that day up, it was pure chaos"

Your finger ran over his gorgeous scar under his right eye, bringing back a memory from that photoshoot "I hate to bring this up, but do you remember that lady who made that nasty comment towards you?"

His brows furrowed in confusion until he realized what you were talking about "Oh yes yes! I don't remember exactly she said but you weren't very happy about it"

"OH I WAS FUCKING LIVID"

The shoot was coming to a close while you watched Taeyong do a bunch of sultry poses in front of a grimy bathroom wall while Norilyn was standing next to you, noticing how your eyes were glued to him.

"He looks great"

"Make sure that jacket gets packed up and put in the car, i'm taking it home with me! And these pictures are going up in my office"

“Boss, that jacket is $4,000!”

“They can bill me. $4,000 is nothing”

Taeyong gave you a shy smile as you looked at him, you kinda went a bit dramatic with your outfit and hair to match the vibe of the shoot theme. Not only were eyes on him but they were on you as well since you always wanted to make a statement everywhere you went.

"OH TAEYONG YOU DID A WONDERFUL JOB!" A young woman said while walking over to him, fixing the studded Celine jacket and other parts of the outfit.

"Oh thank you!"

"Pictures came out very nice except for one thing…" her eyes go to the scar on his face.

"This scar you have, it makes you look ugly. You have a gorgeous face and everyone loves it, but this scar is an issue" Norilyn's ear perked up when she heard the lady speak with an attitude in her voice.

"Oh but don't worry, we'll fix it in editing" she gave an evil giggle before walking away to the back, Taeyong's eyes glued to his white boots.

"Oh y/n is gonna flip" she said as she watched Taeyong walk toward her looking upset and his eyes just staying toward the ground.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm okay"

"You don't look like it...did that woman say something to you?"

His head lifted as he heard heels clicking, your eyes already knowing something is off.

"What happened?"

"Tell her! If not then I will!!!"

"Heard what?" Your brow raised in confusion as you watched him shuffle his feet, Norilyn turning to you quickly before he good open his mouth.

"This woman was talking about his scar, she said it made him look ugly and how it'll be taken out with editing"

"She. Said. WHAT!?"

Your mouth fell open as you took a double take to what you just heard, rage started filling your eyes as you looked around you, trying to find who said the comment, then looking at Taeyong with pure frustration.

"Taeyong, who said that to you? Tell me right now"

"Boss, let's not get hostile now" she tried to touch your shoulder, but you pulled it away.

"NO NO NO! Nobody isn't gonna make snarky comments towards my clients, especially not towards him! Taeyong you have five fucking seconds to tell me…WHO TOLD YOU THAT?"

A photographer came over wanting to take a few more photos of Taeyong before ending the shoot, a perfect time for you to find who made the rude comment. You asked him where and who she was, she was his boss who had stepped away from the chaos of the shoot, she was in a room that was down the hall.

"Stay here with him, I'm gonna go find this bitch"

"PLEASE don't do anything crazy" Norilyn knew how aggressive you can be when you were pissed off, especially if it involves your #1 client.

"I'm just gonna go talk to her, after this is over, bring Taeyong to his dressing room and I'll meet you in there" she looked at you as you walked down the hall to the door appearing right away as you banged your fist hard against it.

"COME IN!!"

The woman turned in her chair as she watched you walk in, closing the door behind you.

"Who the fuck are you?"

"Y/N L/N, Taeyong's manager" you crossed your arms as the woman gasped and laughed shortly after "So you're the one who was bossing people around when I wasn't here! How are you? Also I didn't know that his manager dresses like a whore" you rolled your eyes at the weak dig she threw at you.

"Oh don't start that shit with me, I came here to talk because I heard you made a sly ass comment toward Taeyong, something about his scar? My assistant heard the whole thing"

"Hmmmm oh yeah! I told him that we were gonna edit out that ugly scar, it's gonna ruin the picture" your eye started to twitch severely as you stared at this vile woman. Taeyong was insecure about his scar, he thought that it was ugly until he started getting many sweet comments from his fans about it looking like a rose or a butterfly, you actually forget that he had until you look at him dead in the face and you thought it was beautiful. It was also one of the reasons why you called him "little rose".

"I just wanted to come in here and ask that you apologize to him" the woman laughed as she got up from her chair "And what if I don't? You gonna do something about it, bitch?" You took a deep breath as you pulled her arm and pulled her back toward your chest.

"HEY! LET ME GO YOU-" the woman stopped talking as she felt something sharp poke her back, figuring out it was knife that you had hidden on your thigh under your black body-con dress.

"Listen here cunt, I'm gonna give you 30 seconds to give me a reason why I shouldn't kill you. I recommend that you walk your frumpy ass out of this room and apologize to my little rose for that comment you made or I'll slit your fucking throat"

A smart ass chuckle left her mouth "So you're gonna kill me if I don't apologize? Does Taeyong know that he's managed by a psyc-" the knife poked her back a little more "Okay okay okay okay! I'll apologize, take it easy with the knife"

"Don't let what she said get to you, she's just jealous" Taeyong sat in the chair looking upset still from the comment, messing with a eyeshadow brush while Norilyn stood by him, waiting for you to come back.

~"Where did she go?"~

Norilyn thought as she heard a knock at the dressing room door, running to go answer, then opening it to see you standing there.

"There you are! Did you find the lady?"

"I did"

You smiled as you pushed the woman into the dressing room, your assistant moving out the way as he turned in the chair facing you "Norilyn, can you step out for a minute?" She nodded as she walked out the room, your hand nudged her shoulder to get her to speak, hoping no poisonous words leave her mouth.

"I'm very sorry for making that comment towards you. It was very inappropriate and rude of me to say that, kinda showing how unprofessional I was, if you don't accept my apology then I understand"

You nodded your head as you glanced at Taeyong, his pretty face looking at her with confusion, not knowing that you had a knife poking into her back while she apologized to him, still keeping your promise that you would kill her if she did or said anything stupid.

"She won't be editing out anything off your pretty face, isn't that right Francesca?" She nodded at the question as she gulped from the pain of the knife in her back, a small smile appearing on Taeyong's face as you let the knife up off her back "How about you be a good girl and get out of here and start working on those pictures, hm?" Francesca gave you a fake smile as she walked out of the dressing room, the knife hiding behind your back as you watched her walk away.

"I'll be back, Taeyong!"

SLAM

"Now was that hard to do?"

"No...."

"Good, Now I just wanna set one thing straight with you. If you ever hear you say something about Taeyong again, I will have you killed on the spot, are we clear bitch?" The knife poked into her stomach lightly "Nobody and I mean NOBODY threatens my rose…I'm not the bitch that you wanna fuck with" Francesca gulped lightly as you turned your back away from her, going back into the dressing room while giving her a nasty glare, the knife going back under your dress.

"Psycho bitch….nobody fucking threatens me”

Back in the dressing room, you counted down from ten to regress your anger from Francesca. You were happy that she gave an apology but you knew that Taeyong was still hurt by it, which was totally understandable. You took a seat on the counter of the vanity, your finger going under his chin to make him look at you.

“Little rose, now I've taught you to always speak up if something happens, okay? You don't need to keep your mouth shut if someone is being disrespectful towards you. Do you understand me? I'm not gonna let people treat you like shit, you don't deserve that”

Taeyong was still quiet after hearing you speak, you looked at the Celine jacket and was just amazed by how unique it was and how good it looked on him. Trying your hardest not rail him on the couch.

“Answer me, little rose”

“Yes ma'am”

“That's my good boy, also can you get up for a second?”

"Okay!"

Once he got up, you pushed his whole body against the couch and your lips crashing into his in a split second, the both of you in a flutter of messy kisses. Your lips going down the side of his neck and sucking hard to make sure you left a hickey or two. Pure terror appeared in Taeyong's chocolate eyes as he looked at you.

"Love it when you get all scared when I do things like this to you, little rose"

"G..goddess, s..someone could walk in!"

"Relax. I'm just gonna mark you a little bit so everyone knows that you're mine. And if we can't make it till we get home, then we'll fuck in the car. You look too good in this jacket for me to not ruin you"

The blush on his cheeks made you smile along with the knife appearing in the mirror that just made you realize you would do ANYTHING to protect this boy.

The End.

Fun fact: I was originally gonna post this mini on October 4th of last year which is SuperM's debut date for their anniversary but I never got around to doing that 😂😂 I really do feel like tyongfs would root for this woman honestly 🙌🏾 she fuckin threated to stab a bitch for Taeyong...that is CRAZY 🤯

Anywho! Hope ya'll enjoy 💋

[cowlradia]

The fact bakehyun is the oldest member of superm gives me whiplash, but it's mainly bc I'm constantly forgetting taemin debuted when he was like 5 years old.

[mybiasisexo]

im not proud to admit this 😔 but i finally for the first time ever bought a chen solo album 😭. its door. so were working backwards 😅 but yeah i cant believe i own at least 1 of every members solo work but his 😬 so sorry chennie boo i wont do it again 🥺

[cloverfarm]

— bound to love you

sdv!harvey x f!reader

rated e - 1.8k

tags: request, sub!harvey & dom!reader, references to restraints, feelings, praise kink, touching, riding, PiV, creampie, implied come eating and oral, aftercare

prompt: “you keep your hands where they are or I’ll tie them up.” with f!farmer x sub!harvey from anon 💕

“Honey,” You coo, “You keep your hands right where they are-”

There’s the gentlest pressure, a reminder, before you lean. Your voice low in his ear. “Or I’ll tie them up.”

Harvey stiffens beneath you. A bitten-back groan, as he exhales a low breath. “Is that a promise?”

(Or - after a long day at the office, you help Harvey relax)

It’s doesn’t feel like much - not compared to what he does. For both you and for Pelican Town, each done so selflessly.

But secretly, you think you might just live for the moments when you can help Harvey like this.

Sometimes, after a long day of endless paperwork and appointments, he needs your hand to guide him. The lights left on in your farmhouse beckoning him safely home.

Warmth waiting for him there. A decaf cup of coffee - something he’d deny enjoying, if asked. But it’s the taste that soothes him, giving in when he knows you both have an early morning.

A supermeal plated and ready at the table, the cranberries and artichokes fresh from the farm.

He melts into your love.

But it’s the after, that you might just enjoy the most of all.

Harvey is stripped bare beneath you. Your bed is as much his as it is yours, now. Pieces of each other shuffled back and forth between the farm and his apartment, until they’re melded together in a domestic blend.

You’re nearly there. That white dress shirt of his, slid over your own shoulders. Sleeves rolled up as your hands brace against his chest.

For ten minutes now he’s waited. The throb of his heavy cock against your core, right where you’ve settled yourself on top of him.

It’s not teasing. Not some form of torture.

Your hands have been busy. Turning around earlier to face his feet, a rough groan when your weight presses into the cradle of his hips. Massaging the taut muscles in his thighs, the aches in his knees.

Flipping back to face him again - knuckles pressing into the flesh before you. Working into the stiff string of his shoulders, until the tension starts to ease.

His own hands should still be where you put them - tucked underneath his head - but they’ve always been prone to wandering.

Even after he’s handed you the reigns. Agreed to listen.

But he’s always had trouble putting himself first.

With the stretch to reach him, you let your hips roll - and that is what does him in. The slick slide of your pussy against his shaft, and without thought, his hands are moving to your thighs. His hips bucking up as warm palms smooth over your bare skin.

You click your tongue, before your fingers curl around his wrists. Realization flickers in his eyes, reflecting guiltily as you tug them back up. Pressing them into the mattress, above his head.

“Honey,” You coo, “You keep your hands right where they are-”

There’s the gentlest pressure, a reminder, before you lean. Your voice low in his ear.

“Or I’ll tie them up.”

Harvey stiffens beneath you. A bitten-back groan, as he exhales a low breath.

“Is that a promise?” His eyes are dark, voice hoarse.

You can’t help but smile, a soft kiss pressed against his cheek.

“I thought you wanted to be good for me.” With a little sigh, you start to lift off him. Testing.

“No-, No. I do.” He breathes. Fighting the urge to pin your hips against his. You catch the flex in his forearms as his hands curl into fists, keeping them where you commanded.

“Good boy.” His cheeks pinken with your praise, “You think you’re ready? You’ll keep them there?”

Harvey’s nodding. Enough that his glasses dip along the slope of his nose. Your lower lip caught against your teeth as you carefully straighten them.

You want him to get a good look, after all.

The way your fingers wrap around his base. Holding him upright against your belly, your thumb ghosting against the flushed, leaking head.

He inhales another breath. Eyes fixed on the curl of your fist. Breath held as you lift yourself up, hovering.

“Words, sweetheart.” You prompt sweetly.

“I’ll keep them-,” He begins obediently, just as you sink down on his cock, “Oh fuck-”

The words are ripped from him as his hips buck, the curse sliding through polite teeth. Caught off-guard by the sudden warmth that grips him, as his cock seats deep in your belly.

Your own moan melds with his. Unable to bite it back - not with the sweet stretch as your pussy makes room for him, filling you so perfectly.

He’s aching to touch you. Toes curling toward the end of the bed, the undulating lift of his body. Chest, hips, thighs, knees. Blown-wide eyes that round, teeth clenched beneath.

“You feel so good, baby.” You sigh, your palms resting against his chest.

Bracing yourself on him as you rise up. Feeling the slide of his cock inside you. Starting slow - an inch at a time, only to sink back down after.

Letting your hips rock against his as sparks alight inside you, a bitten-back sigh at the way your clit grinds against the coarse hairs at his base. A whispering urge inside you for more.

That silent voice has your hand slipping up. Tipping up his chin again, before the tips of two fingers tap against his mouth.

“Open for me, honey.” The words are barely past your lips before his own are parting.

Closing around your fingertips as soon as they push into him, sucking on them before you can ask. Eager, with the way he groans. The noise buzzing against the swirl of tongue, as you press down.

There’s the barest lift of his head when you slip them free, chasing after you. His sweet responsiveness makes smile, as you drag the tip of your index finger across his lower lip - leaving it glossy.

Only to then curl the tips against your clit, thighs inching wider where you straddle him.

Harvey groans at the sight, as your pace goes languid. A shallow swivel of your hips into your circling touch. Leaving him throbbing inside you.

Not enough to get him where he needs to go, but there’s nothing that could tear his eyes away.

On another night, you might drag it out. Make yourself come just like this - let him feel how you clench and gush around him, while you leave him squirming and wanting.

Or you could pull back - bring him to the edge with just your hand. Halting just as he’s on the brink. How flushed and pink his cock would get, as pretty as the heated blush dusting across his chest and cheeks right now.

Waiting until he begged.

You realize these thoughts had gotten away from you. Hips chasing the swirl of your fingers, riding him a little harder than you intended.

That you’re all but using him - bouncing on his cock, a huff of breath coming from your chest each time your hips slap against his.

Not that it’s any burden on him. A glance upwards tells you that Harvey’s hands have curled tightly around the wooden slats in your bed frame - an attempt to ground and restrain himself.

It’s cheating, you think - but you can’t help but admire the way his knuckles go white with the effort. The glaze over his eyes as his head tips back, lips parted so prettily.

Each little worry of the day slipping away, each time he’s seated deep.

“Wanna feel you come.” You sigh - and that has his eyes focusing again, dropping back down to where you take him.

The peek of his cock as you ride, shining with your desire for him. Just able to see how you’re stretched around him, and then there’s a little shake of his head, as those hazel eyes drag up to yours.

“You first, sweetheart.” He begs, “Please-”

The rhythm of your hips picks up instead, and he all but whines.

“Tonight is about you,” You remind him, trying to keep your voice level. Trying to pretend that you’re not close, yourself, “If you can listen, I’ll let you clean me up after.”

“Fuck-” Harvey breathes - his cock throbbing inside you.

It has you leaning over him. His eyes slipping down to watch the sway of your breasts. Lips parting as if he’d like to close them around the tight, pebbled peaks.

“Would you like that?” Your lips brush his then, and he moans. His hips are moving now - but you allow him meet the grind of your hips, let him fuck up into you.

Chasing the pleasure that tightens in his belly,

“You gonna let me use this sweet mouth?”

It’s murmured, right before your lips press to his. His nails scrape wood - a knee bumps into your hips as his muscles flex, stringing tight.

“Yes.” He moans into your mouth, “Use me. Honey, I’m so close. Please-”

Harvey’s begging is ragged, breath hitching. Voice pitching low and turning desperate, while his eyes screw tightly shut.

Your kisses pepper his lips, then chin. Trying to keep the same pace, though your thighs strain from the effort.

“Yeah? You gonna come?” You ask, tone honeyed. Soft and sweet and coaxing.

He nods again, face tucking against the curve of his arm. It has the hand between your thighs lifting, fingers pinching against his chin instead.

Guiding him back, with your command.

“Eyes on me, baby.”

Harvey does squirm now. You have him there, heat licking in his belly, adding to the mounting pressure.

“Now be a good boy,” You coo, “And come for me.”

He lasts two more pumps before he’s moaning, thighs going stiff as he drives up into you. Your pace slows, so you can feel the way he throbs - the warmth that floods into you as his lips part, his brow furrowing. Hips rocking jerkily against yours, as he spills deep inside you.

You name is soft on his lips as the pulse of his cock slows. A messy and needy murmur of words, as your fingers scratch gently against the hair on his chest. Drifting up to card through the curls at base of his neck.

There’s a fluttering in your chest at the way he thanks you. As if you’re truly doing something monumental for him, as he relaxes into the mattress beneath you.

It’s not. It comes naturally for you.

That urge to take care of him. Your mind already fluttering ahead, even as his hands drift down to grasp at your hips, once more.

To coax you upwards, towards his eager and waiting mouth. You had promised him, after all. And even though he’s come, he’s still eager to please.

And because he listened, you let him guide you. Thighs framing those mussed, pretty curls. A bitten-back grin at the way he groans at the sight of you - so full of his cum - just before his tongue flattens against your slit.

Your last coherent thought is about bath you’ll draw after. More glad than ever that you sprung for that upgrade Robin suggested. Your nails will scratch against his scalp as you wash his hair. Until he’s boneless, even more than he is now.

You don’t even have to think twice about it.

Because, after all…

You’ve never met anyone so easy to love.

This was a request that was submitted to @eupheme, I was so excited to give this a shot! In my head Harvey is a switch and letting him get pampered for a bit was such a treat. Thanks so much for sending this in anon!!! 💖 I like how you think!

[jongbross]

get you alone (sub!byun baekhyun x f!reader)

pairing: sub!byun baekhyun x f!reader word count: 3.5k genre: smuuut warnings: description of sexual activities, oral sex (female receiving), semi public sex, cum eating, handjob, teasing, swearing, sub!baekhyun, dom!reader, brat!baekhyun, baekhyun is a good boy, mentions of alcohol, mentions of superm (i miss my boys) a/n: i didn't beta read this, i hate this ending, i'm sad because i don't have a baekhyun for myself, but i'm also happy because i've been trying to write this idea for a long time now! this is an extra for kinktober, so i hope you all like it <3

the party was truly enjoyable. you had a smile on your face, a sincere one, while listening to the group chatting around you. jongin laughed hard at something mark said, hitting the youngest’s arm repeatedly. baekhyun caught on to the joke, not letting it die and making everyone laugh even more.

“it’s just like that! for real!”, taeyong said between laughs. 

you smiled to yourself at the sight of the six of them. superm was obviously a way sm found to put all of them to work even more than they already did, but the way they clicked was undeniable. the way baekhyun, taemin and jongin looked at the youngest ones made your heart warm, as you knew they saw themselves in those young eyes.

baekhyun took a moment to look at his members, like he was sharing the same thoughts as you. he grinned to himself, quickly looking down when he felt his cheeks burning. you remembered how excited - but also worried - he was when he became their leader, not sure if his experience in the field and being the oldest was enough to lead them. to say he wanted only the best for his personal friends and for the new kids was an underestimation, and anxiety ate him alive at that time.

every doubt he had faded away as time went by, as they recorded their album, their music videos, and even their own reality show. all the five of them, even taemin who despite being younger had more time in the industry, looked up at baekhyun and trusted him fully to take them on that journey. and for that, baekhyun was grateful.

“baby?”, you called him, catching his attention immediately and also receiving a few looks from his members. “can you get me another beer?”

you stretched your arm towards the cold metal bucket sitting on the tiny table in front of you. bottles were spread around it, all empty, but somehow the bucket was still full - probably someone from the bar reloaded it when you went to the bathroom.

“hm… don’t you think you drank too much already, bambi?”

“of course not, i only had three of them.”

“that’s more than enough to get you tipsy”, baekhyun smirked, pinching your cheek before turning his attention to his friends.

“that’s more than enough to get you in brat mode at me too, apparently”, you fired back, making ten choke on his drink.

if baekhyun thought he could pull that off just because he was with his friends, he was deadly wrong. silently, baekhyun licked his lips, reaching for a bottle of beer and giving it to you. jongin suddenly started laughing, finger pointed at his oldest friend.

“his ears are getting red!”, he said. “hyung, are you embarrassed?”

“why should i?”, your boyfriend shrugged like it was no big deal. “i’m just a gentleman. learn how to treat your girl right, guys: do what they ask you, they know better.”

“or else you’re called a brat”, taemin completed, laughing too.

baekhyun’s attempt to brush it off didn’t work, and you could see on his face that he was trying to come up with a joke to get himself out of it.

“you should see who’s the brat when we’re alone…”, he said with a smirk on his face, and you just couldn’t believe it.

really? he would try to sound like he had any type of upper hand on you now? five pairs of eyes fell on you, closely watching as you looked at baekhyun in disbelief.

“are you sure you wanna play this way?”, you asked him.

baekhyun slowly looked at you, lips pressed into a line. you shot up an eyebrow, smirking at him like a challenge. he blinked a few times, mouthing a “i’m sorry” before turning to his friends again. 

the disbelief was now on jongin’s face, who stared at you with wide eyes. mark, just like a mirror, did the same a few seconds afterwards (when he understood what had just happened).

“i can’t believe it… you made him shut up!”, jongin exclaimed, the guys around him trying their best not to laugh. “i’ve been trying to do that for years now!”

“you better quit, jongin ah. you are not her”, baekhyun said, also reaching for another beer.

“what’s the secret?”, taemin asked, much to baekhyun’s annoyance.

“oh…”, you smiled. “he just knows that only good boys end up in my bed.”

again, baekhyun licked his lips. the laughing and screaming from his members weren’t enough to make him not look at you, desperately trying not to smile. 

you winked at him, before looking at the boys and seeing both taeyong and mark blushing. 

because, truth was: baekhyun was all loud and energetic around people, making everyone laugh and being the life of the party anywhere he stepped his foot in. he could easily give off dom vibes - or maybe not even dom, just the one who had the final word on your relationship. but you knew better than that.

oh, you knew so much better than that.

baekhyun’s laugh echoed through the pleace, getting mixed to the other ones.

“she’s funny just like me”, he said, trying his best to not ruin his reputation as the loud, funny guy, the one that always had a witty reply on the tip of his tongue and didn’t know how to shut up; his reputation as their leader.

but both of you knew, deep down, that it was a lost cause now.

“yeah, yeah… right”, jongin rolled his eyes at his hyung.

conversation naturally started again, thanks to ten who could almost literally sense how tense baekhyun was beside him. the group went back to talk and joke and tell stories about their lives.

baekhyun did his best to keep his normal self, teasing his members and being loud, but although his lips carried the conversation, his mind was far away from that party. he could feel your hand on his thigh as you scrolled through your phone, which reminded him of your presence and the control you undeniably had over him; he could feel your soft breathes on his neck, head loosely rested on his shoulder.

not so long after, baekhyun gasped when he felt your nails caressing the inside of his thigh - such a mindless, innocent act, but that made him catch your attention by putting his hand on top of yours, eyes fixed on your lips.

“you wanna go home?”, he asked you.

you turned your attention to him, locking your phone with a click. resting your chin on baekhyun's shoulder, you pouted a little.

"actually i do, but i don't wanna make you leave", you confessed. "you should be with your members right now."

"what if i wanted to be with you instead?", he whispered. "only you."

at that, you smiled. you left your phone resting on top of your thighs so you could reach for baekhyun's cheek, caressing his soft skin and feeling your heart warm at how he leaned into your touch.

"but you don't wanna leave, do you?", you whispered back. baekhyun hesitantly shaked his head, humming a tiny 'no'. "how about i take you somewhere so i can give you some attention, and then you come back to hang out with the guys a little bit more before we head home?"

baekhyun immediately nodded, like an obedient puppy. you smiled again, pinching his cheek while telling him to come up with an excuse to his members. you got up and walked away, making sure baekhyun was paying attention to where you were going.

"guys, i…", he turned to his members. "um… i gotta go help (y/n) really quick with something. i'm gonna be right back."

he knew it wasn't the smartest excuse, he knew at least half of them would know what he meant - but the thing was, he didn't really care if they understood what he was about to do.

"yeah, sure, hyung", taeyong said like a good younger brother. "we'll be here waiting for you."

baekhyun got up as well, bowing to them as a way to say thank you. but as he turned around to leave, he heard taemin saying "just remember to use protection, hyung" and suddenly his ears were burning again.

(...)

knocking twice on the door, baekhyun heard your voice telling him to come in - so he did.

the office room was well lit with a long desk in the center of it and big, darkened windows all around it. it wasn't your first time sneaking around sm's building with baekhyun to find some time alone, so both of you knew that bit very well already. 

so baekhyun knew that, when big events were happening like that night, nobody used to go to that corridor; still, he took his time to lock the door and pull down the curtains that were hanging on top of it.

he turned around to you then, smiling as he looked at you. "look, they changed that vase", he commented, pointing at something behind you. 

"i noticed. the other one was prettier", you said, eyes never leaving him.

baekhyun got closer to you, hands already reaching for your waist, embracing your body once it was at his reach.

"but you didn’t call me here just to talk about vases, did you?"

you smiled. "what if i did?"

you wrapped your arms around baekhyun's neck, fingers caressing the back of it. he closed his eyes, humming in delight - just like a puppy.

"i'll gladly do anything you want."

"i know you will."

all of a sudden, resting your hands on his shoulders now, you pushed him back.

"take off your pants."

baekhyun raised his eyebrows. of course, it wouldn't be the first time you would have your way with baekhyun somewhere in public (even though you were alone), but still - it was always a surprise for him.

it's not like he didn't like it either. baekhyun came to like the idea of taking a little bit more of risk, having a little bit less of shame. it started one time, when he was really needy and didn't stop touching you, so you took him to the bathroom of the restaurant where you were having dinner with friends, having him on his knees so he could eat you out. he did everything you said, and as a reward, he came twice that night.

what you said to his members was real. baekhyun knew how to be a good boy - because he knew what the rewards were.

"here? again?"

"you wanted to be with me, right? only me?"

baekhyun nodded, fingers already resting on his belt.

"and you don't wanna go home?"

he denied, undoing both his belt and his zippers.

"so take it off. you can have both of it, baby."

baekhyun hated the shiver that ran down his spine at your words.

like the obedient boyfriend he was, he did what you said. he pushed his pants down to the middle of his thighs, hesitating just for a tiny second before doing the same with his boxers.

his dick wasn't fully hard yet, but it still was an amazing view, the way you could turn him on just by light touches and the right words.

you called him over, and with two small steps baekhyun was back in front of you, eyes desperately trying to read your expression, trying to see what your next move was. he gasped and jumped in surprise when you wrapped your hand around his member.

"shit…", he groaned when you started to pump him off.

"you like that, don't you?"

baekhyun nodded, resting his hands on the desk behind you, caging you between his arms.

"i don't know if you deserve to feel good, though."

at that, baekhyun looked at you, eyes shining like he was ready to beg you for something.

"i've been a good boy", he said with pouty lips. "i did what you asked me to".

"but i didn't like how you acted in front of your members. why did you have to be so bratty?"

baekhyun moaned, feeling you squeeze his dick. "i'm sorry, bambi".

"are you?", you tilted your head. "or did you do all that just to get me alone somewhere? because you knew i was gonna punish you?"

again, he moaned - and it was the perfect answer for your question. 

you started to pump him faster, delighted with the way he was leaking already, growing harder and harder inside your hand. baekhyun tried to thrust his hips to match your pace, but was quickly stopped by you circling his waist with your other arm, holding him still.

"don't."

he groaned. "babe, i-"

"i shouldn't even let you cum tonight, you know? i should send you back to your team with a hard cock and frustrated eyes", you chuckled to yourself. "what would they say, um?"

"please don't do that, bambi", he pleaded, hands resting on your hips now. "i was a good boy last night, wasn't i?"

you laughed, letting your thumb work on his tip now. "last night isn't tonight, baek."

he shut his eyes, biting his bottom lip when your thumb started to tease his slit.

"t-then let me make it up for you", he gasped. "please…"

"and how would you do that?"

baekhyun opened his eyes, moaning just at the sight of you smirking at him.

"i can make you cum too, you know i can", he said. "just use my tongue, it's yours anyway. let me taste you."

you licked your lips, looking at his own. the way you leaned in, it was supposed to be only a small peck, but baekhyun held your face in between his hands, trapping you and deepening the kiss as he put his tongue into your mouth.

for a second, you felt lightheaded. baekhyun was such a good kisser, he had such a way with his lips - in every way possible. he squeezed your hips, pulling you close to him and making you feel his member against your stomach.

"please", baekhyun whispered against your lips. "don't do me like that."

"on your knees", was the only thing you replied, letting go of his dick.

baekhyun didn’t even think about it, he just immediately got on his knees, fingers eager to curl your dress up and pull your underwear down. you stepped out of it, smiling to yourself when he just put it in his pocket to keep it - god only knows how many of your panties baekhyun had as part of his private collection now.

wasting no time, he pulled one of your legs to rest on his shoulder as he drank from you, tongue savoring your taste with a long lick. one of his hands curled around your thigh, while the other one quickly found his dick, pumping himself way faster than you were doing.

again, baekhyun was amazing with his lips. he knew how to use them, where to kiss, where to lick. plus, his cute but not so little button nose was just perfect to tease your clit as he devoured you, tongues exploring all of his favorite places and circling your entrance over and over again.

it was almost second nature to you already the way you grabbed him by his hair, holding him still and you grinded on his face. any other guy wouldn’t moan as loud as baekhyun did, nor dig their nails deeper on your skin, probably because no other guy could love being used by you like baekhyun did.

“you’re so good with your mouth, fuck…”, you moaned, looking down at baekhyun. it was a sight to see, the way he looked up at you while sucking on you, just to watch your reaction. the pleasure was great enough for you to almost, almost not notice the way he was pumping his cock.

with a little bit of roughness, you pulled his head back and away from your core. baekhyun’s chin was covered in your fluids, some even getting down his neck - he should probably think in a good excuse to tell his members.

“stop it”, you told him, but he only groaned. “i didn’t tell you to touch yourself. stop it.”

with a whine, baekhyun did as he was told, letting go of his hard member, now pressed against his clothed stomach, red and leaking.

“bambi…”, he whined.

“make me cum and then we’ll see what we do about you, babe.”

baekhyun nodded, not a single sign of his bratty attitude on sight. funny, right?

as you leaned back a little, using the desk behind you as leverage, baekhyun leaned forward again, attaching his lips to you and now using both his hands to hold your hips. 

“grind on my face, please”, he pleaded in a whisper.

and a truth maybe no other person knew besides baekhyun was that you were a sucker for him just as much as he was for you. there was something about whiny baekhyun, asking you - sometimes begging - to do something with him that always got under your skin, always made you feel wanted, desired, loved.

so you clenched around nothing, moving your hips just the way you knew baekhyun liked too. the friction created by the circling movements of his tongue on your core plus the way you humped on his face was more than enough to make both of you moan out loud.

you could only wish that, even though you knew there was no one outside that door, no soul in that building would be able to hear you two.

“oh my gosh, baek!”, you sighed when he teased your entrance, just the tip of his tongue working on it. “s-shit, i- yes, just like that!”

instead of entering you, baekhyun started to suck on you. it felt like he was trying to drown in your waters, absolutely not caring about what the consequences were.

“babe… b-babe, i’m gonna cum”, you moaned, not missing the way he pressed his face harder against you, nails scratching your hips. “you’re so good, baek… f-fuck, i’m gonna cum all over you.”

just your words was enough to get baekhyun panting, licking and sucking your clit over and over in anticipation, until he finally felt your reward on his tongue. your grip on his head loosened, but you couldn’t say the same about his grip on your body. to be honest, baekhyun held you even closer, trying to drink down every drop of what you had to offer him, of what you had to give.

“stop…”, you had to tell him, so he could let go of you; otherwise, baekhyun would stay there, eating you out again and again until you couldn’t cum anymore, just like he did once.

exhausted but satisfied, baekhyun rested his head against your thigh, eyes closed and face covered in you. he heard you chuckling, before he felt the way you softly caressed his hair, pushing his dark, damped locks away from his face.

“you did good”, you praised him.

“thank you”, and he placed a kiss on your thigh. “thank you so much.”

you whispered for him to get up. you didn’t want to see how long you two have spent away, not what his members would be thinking by now - i mean, they’re not stupid, but you know… the less they actually know, the better.

baekhyun got back on his feet with your help, groaning from how sore his knees were. it was only when he started to put up his pants that you saw, the wet, sticky stain on his stomach…

“baek… did you cum?”

it was straight out of a cartoon the way his ears got red, with his fingers slowly zipping up his pants, eyes staring at his feet.

“maybe…?”

the way you laughed was enough to make him look up at you, glaring at you through his eyelashes. “and now you’re gonna get back to your team with that?”

you pointed at his blouse. “what will they say?”

“ugh, i don’t care about that”, he groaned, hugging you by your waist. “if they could taste you, i bet they would cum untouched too.”

“but they can’t.”

“that’s right, they can’t”, he bit his lower lip. “because i’m the only one who can play with you, right?”

“yeah, well… more like i’m the only one who can play with you, mister.”

the way baekhyun laughed - that little, loud laugh, that resembled a young boy’s laugh - made you fall in love with him all over again.

“i don’t mind being played with if it’s by you”, he confessed, hiding his face on the crook of your neck. “in fact, i think i’m not done for the night… you should play with me some more when we get home.

and it was your time to laugh.

“you’re such a goner”, you commented.

“for this pussy? always.”

baekhyun didn’t even try to react when you smacked his arm for what he said - both of you knew it was the truth.

[honeyydrunk]

I NEED SOMEONE'S OPINION !! i'm going to write a satosugu fic, but i have two options of the fic and since i'm REALLY busy, i can't do both. so can someone please 🙏 help me decide which to invest my energy on?

just dm me w a request or anything !!

option 1: bittersweet a slightly angsty 'confession on the tip of your tongue but never said'. very canon compliant bc i really love writing as cc as i can and there is something about ooc i despise. i'll write like cute pre plasma arc slice of life scenes ofc. but smth about a symbolic bittersweet 'i love you' but never said is so appealing. i want to write something so horrifically bittersweet you don't know whether to HATE me or not.

i'm the strongest after all, is it wrong i'm hurt by the fact that a goal you'll never achieve was more important to you than me. be lucky that my love for you is more than my want. you knew i never cared about jujutsu society or for the weak. but i'll never tell you that you were all that mattered. as i saw you standing there like you never cared i realised i prefer cherishing my memories of you than to risk ruining them for you

after all, i'm the strongest

option 2: cute high school fall in love okay the plasma vessel arc will happen, but instead of it all going wrong and sour (i'm still killing that girl) they continue on with their days but eventually there's a confession. they talk things out? i get to finally say how IDIOTIC geto's whole ideology is because i've got annoyances for days.

i perhaps just want to use every trope i get my grimy long fingers on and yank it in there because i'm nasty like that idk 🤷‍♂️ (ex: 5 + 1 things, they end up at the gojo mansion for no reason at one point, "cherry flavoured. want to taste?", basketball but there's flirting, gojo wearing crazy outfits for attention, truth or dare,)

love makes you do crazy things. he used to be the easiest person to be around. but gradually, without me noticing, it's no longer comfortable. wanting him to like me, no longer not even thinking about it because i knew he did. is he tolerating me now because we"re friends or now i'm wondering if he's even friends with me because he likes me or because i'm 'the strongest'? whatever that's meant to mean.

"hey what would you do if i said i love you?"

my final opinion:

this was originally going to be a kfc breakup but gojo tweaks out and goes "nah uh". because i couldn't actually fathom how someone how went crazy insane when dealing with toji round 2 just let geto go like that. but what changed my mind was that if i was gojo, i would've acted the exact same way he did. so i was going to write the bittersweet one showcasing what gojo wanted to do, but never ended up doing. however then i thought about the fact that i was him, i would've badly confessed during high school.

i'm also REAL sick of people mischaracterising the both of them. getting this close 🤏 to making a whole new post about how i think the should be characterised and why everyone should follow suit with my opinion.

(if this whole post looks messy it's because it is. i wrote this with no editing no proofread just whatever i managed to somehow manifest. i'm actually listening to she a wolf by wayv and growling like taeyong did in the tiger inside superm)

(did you know i know like japanese to a certain level?) (i watched jjk in sub)

[avocifera]

extra characters: meet bada and mavi’s closest friends

bada’s group: lusher, tatter, kai, taeyong.

mavi’s group: liliana, emily, choerry, hoshi.

name: lee seoyoung

stage name: lusher

birthday: 02nd may 2000

sexuality: straight

occupation: dancer

bada’s best friend, bebe’s sub-leader

name: kim taeyoung

stage name: tatter

birthday: 15th june 2001

sexuality: bisexual

occupation: dancer

bada’s best friend, bebe’s sub-leader

name: kim taeyong

stage name: taeyong

birthday: 11th july 1995

sexuality: bisexual

occupation: idol

group: nct, superm, soloist

bada’s partner in crime

name: kim jongin

stage name: kai

birthday: 14th january 1994

sexuality: straight

occupation: idol

group: exo, superm, soloist

bada’s confident

name: emily liu

birthday: 13th may 1998

sexuality: lesbian

nationality: brazilian

occupation: visual artist

mavi’s flirty bestie

name: choi yerim

stage name: choerry

birthday: 04th june 2001

sexuality: bisexual

occupation: idol

group: artms, former loona

mavi's crazy ideas supporter

name: kwon soonyoung

stage name: hoshi

birthday: 15th june 1996

sexuality: straight

occupation: idol

group: seventeen and soloist

mavi's older brother figure

[nirvanawrites111]

I need to write this stripper au fic with Taemin Jongin Ten . With the dom!reader as the club owner.. ASAP

[teyvat-writer]

SELFSHIPS!

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Fjalix (Ajax + Felix)

Sway // Michael Bublé • Montero (Call Me By Your Name) // Lil Nas X • Still Into You // Paramore • Boy With Luv // BTS ft. Halsey • Grind Me Down // Lilianna Wilde (slowed Jawster remix) • I Hear A Symphony // Cody Fry • Overdose // Natori • Best of Me // BTS • Slow Down // Chase Atlantic • Essence // Oliver Tree • Guy.exe // Superfruit • Masochism Tango // Tom Lehrer • Love Trial // 40meterP (English cover by Juby Phonic) • CASE 143 // Stray Kids • Blood Sweat & Tears // BTS

Felt (Welt Yang + Felix)

Say So // Doja Cat • Light A Flame // Seventeen • Tongue Twister // Cash Cash • Love Talk // WayV • Nobody's Business // Rihanna (sped up) • I'll Do It // Ayesha Erotica • Velvet // LE • No Manners // SuperM

SatoKenLix (Gojo Satoru + Nanami Kento + Felix)

Undress Rehearsal // Timeflies • Fantasia // Monsta X • Killshot // Magdalena Bay • Sweetest Pie // Megan Thee Stallion ft. Dua Lipa • Kiss Me More // Doja Cat ft. SZA • Earned It // The Weeknd • Take Your Shirt Off // Millionaires

Tojix (Toji Fushiguro + Felix)

Play With Fire // Sam Tinnesz ft. Yacht Money • Bad Habits // Ed Sheeran • Or Nah // The Weeknd (SoMo cover) • Closer // Nine Inch Nails • Very Good Bad Thing // Mother Mother • Red Lights // Bang Chan & Hyunjin • Heaven // Julia Michaels • Dally // Hyolyn ft. Gray

Sukulix (Sukuna Ryoumen + Felix)

Pick Your Poison // Black Pistol Fire • Boy Meets Evil // BTS • I Wanna Be Your Slave // Måneskin • ULlala: Poisoning // In2It • Unholy // Sam Smith ft. Kim Petras • Red Moon // Kim Woo Seok • Cirque // Sub Urban

Naolix (Naoya Zen'in + Felix)

Kill This Love // Blackpink • Level // Black Pistol Fire • Love Killa // Monsta X • My Strange Addiction // Billie Eilish • High Enough // K.Flay • Psycho // Red Velvet • Bad Boy // Red Velvet • Lights Down Low // Maejor

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SUB!BAEKHYUN x (fem) READER: SUBBY SEPTEMBER DAY 2

“I fall to pieces when I'm with you.”

PRONOUNS USED: NONE (fem implied/mommy)

TWS: Sex toys, BDSM, Sub!idol, dom!reader, mommy kink, gagging, and hair pulling.

WORD COUNT: 568

It was simple, all he had to do was stay quiet and sit still for five minutes while you were on the phone, Baekhyun swore that he could do it too and was so confident in himself, but not even two minutes into the call he had snuck up behind you and screamed, causing you to scream into the customer's ear and lose another sell. He hadn’t even realized what he did until you politely apologized, as soon as it hit him what he had done he covered his mouth and looked at you with wide eyes, silently praying that you wouldn’t be too mad at him. But after ending the call it became clear that you were more than just mad, it didn’t take rocket science to figure that out either, the way you pulled his hair and forced him on his knees was enough to tell him that you were beyond pissed.

“Why are you always so disobedient?” You asked, with his face scrunched up in pain Baekhyun laughed a little, his playful demeanor telling you that he still thought he’d be able to get out of this easily, “I’m sorry, I didn’t even realize that I was- ow!” He whimpered in pain as you pulled his hair even harder, “You didn’t realize?” You leaned down to him so you could be at eye level and pushed him down on his back. Baekhyun tried his best to get you to calm down, flashing you a cheeky smile and laughing nervously as you stood over him, but it was no use. In a matter of minutes his hands were tied behind his back, you had quickly stripped him and gotten a vibrating cock ring a bit too small for his liking out of the closet. Still, he tried his best to plead with you as he dropped his bratty tone and leaned forward with a desperate expression, saying in a shaky voice: “Mommy please, I really didn’t mean to, I swear! If you untie me I promise I’ll stay quiet while you work.”

He expected this to work since it had gotten him out of trouble once or twice, but there wasn’t anything he could say that would save him now. All he could do was endure the pleasurable torture, helplessly moaning against the gag in his mouth as he sat on the small sofa behind your work desk, you could tell by the sounds of his muffled moans that he was right on that edge of feeling amazing and feeling pitiful. It’s exactly where you wanted him. But after just two minutes of you taunting him and poking at him for being bratty, Baekhyun was already whimpering and trying his hardest to convey how badly he wanted you, breathing heavily as he whimpered against the gag and squirming every time you changed the pacs of the vibrator around his cock.

“Be a good boy and maybe I’ll ride you when I finish up,” You said as you put your hand on his shoulder, Baekhyun looked up at you, already it looked like he could hardly contain himself, but you didn’t care, he could cum all he wanted, but he wouldn’t be released until you made another sell. “So don’t be too loud, or I’ll leave you like this all night,” As you said this you turned the vibrator up to his least favorite setting, knowing that it would only make it harder for him to keep his voice down even while being gagged. Baekhyun closed his eyes, gently leaning his head back as he let out muffled moans, you could hear a soft ‘Please’ as he opened his eyes and looked up at you, now begging with his eyes as his hips shuttered and his body tensed up, he was praying that you'd let him off the hook since he knows just how far you'll go to teach him a lesson. But the feeling of you once again changing the pace told him that there was no chance that you'd go easy on him today. “Shh, mommy has work to do.” You grinned and kissed him over the gag, Baekhyun whined and wiggled around, becoming desperate for your touch.

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Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul (WayV / NCT / SuperM) Kinky Tarot Reading

Disclaimer:

All celebrity readings have purely entertainment nature

I don’t know any of the celebrities personally

Don’t base life decisions purely on tarot readings

I can never guarantee any of what’s said in the reading

Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single

Requested: Yes

Requester: /

Deck(s): Dark Wood Tarot

Spread: Kinky

Questions:

Position

Libido

Turn On

Kink

Dirty Secret

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul

Stage Name: Ten

Group: WayV / NCT / SuperM

DOB: 27.02.1996

Blood Type: A

MBTI: INFJ

Sun Sign: Pisces

Chinese Sign: Fire Rat

Life Path Number: 9

Masterpost: NCT (All sub-units)

Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul

Ten (NCT / WayV / SuperM)

DOB: 27.02.1996 Blood Type: A MBTI: INFJ Sun Sign: Pisces Chinese Sign: Fire Rat Life Path Number: 9

Spread / Question: Kinky Deck(s): Dark Wood Tarot

Position - XX Judgement

Ten is not really the type for a power play in a relationship. He likes to dance in synchronicity with his partner when dating. He might occasionally take the lead when the situation calls for it but he has no problem to follow his lover either if they feel better in a more dominant position. He’s not likely to take a submissive role, though. While he acknowledges his lover’s authority and will look up to them at certain life aspects, Ten is not to be bossed around. He doesn’t get bratty, he’s more the type to just sit down with his partner and have a serious and sensible talk with them to clarify each other’s boundaries and responsibilities. In general, Ten seems to be pretty wise and sensible about the relationship dynamics as a whole, he seems to be very mature in this aspect.

Libido - VIII Strength

Are you noticing all the major arcana cards? Ten certainly has some powerful aura. His passions and desires are strong but they don’t control him, he’s in charge of them. I have mentioned that Ten seems to be pretty mature and it applies to his libido as well. While he’s no stranger to strong lust, he’s not likely to act foolish or haste under its influence. He’s likely to enjoy slow building up of the tension, creating the atmosphere and lengthy foreplay in order to deliver the best and most pleasurable performance. I can also see Ten being rather responsible when it comes to sex and he’s likely to be very mindful about it and take precaution when needed. Ten won’t be caught off guard or in the middle of something, he’s likely to prefer making love in private.

Turn On - XVIII The Moon

Ten might have a thing for lovers who give enigmatic or even mysterious vibe. He’s likely to intuitively seek for those who are not shy or uncertain about their own sexuality and can enjoy it with confidence. The Moon card is more likely to suggest female lovers, although it’s not a rule. The feminine aspect is prominent. Ten might often feel subconsciously pulled towards his lovers and feel strong attraction on both physical and emotional level. He’s not very likely to have a particular type but his person will always be in some way highly attractive for him and the attractive aspects are likely to vary from person to person. While Ten might feel utterly charmed by one person’s eyes, for example, he will feel strongly pulled to somebody else because of the sound of their voice. He simply always finds something utterly irresistible about his lovers.

Kink - 7 of Wands

Ten is likely to have a thing for playful fights or verbal sparring with his lover. The tension caused by a soft battle between him and his special person is what gets him going and wakes his lust up. Ten is not the warrior type when it comes to serious everyday life but he will appreciate a lover who won’t make things easy for him in the bedroom. The thrill is in the chase for him and Ten likes to get pushed and pulled and scratched even when pursuing his prey. The shadow aspect of this card speaks of victimhood and it’s possible that if the mood is right, Ten might have a thing for degradation as well. He’s not likely to speak in that manner to his lover but he might find it hot if his lover does.

Dirty Secret - 9 of Pentacles

Ten gives a very open and extroverted impression in public but his secret might be the fact that he’s actually a really private person. He does share a lot about himself but everything he shares has gone through filters and none of it is something he wouldn’t want others to know and it just slipped. Such accidents don’t happen to Ten much as he’s pretty guarded. He might prefer his romantic relationships to remain secret and hidden from the public eye as he simply considers them his private and precious thing.

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| A Deal With The Devil |

●femdom!readerxsub!taeyong & older!male character

●contains: taeyong gets fucked by an older man (if not your speed, then don't read) bdsm, light electrocution, cunnilingus, vibrators, orgasm denial, degration, cuck-holding. dollification mention! Also y/n is the boss of a sex toy company and is super rich (don't ask lmao) just pure FILTH

●this the story that was supposed to come out after "Just One Touch" but I got real busy with school while writing this (actually graduating college this semester woo-hoo 🎓) and actually forgot about it until recently, so I got back on it! Anyway I hope ya'll like it!

●also I made an outfit reference (an outfit that taeyong wore obviously) hopefully ya'll caught it

"Why does today have to be so stressful?" Your whole company was in a frazzled state due to your boss's big visit, Mr. Charles J. Swan, one of the biggest names in the sex toy industry who definitely had you as a favorite when it came to company visits.

"MARK! GET THIS TEAM TOGETHER PLEASE!" You had seven other boys running around your office building trying to clean everything up for the big visit and were beyond stressed the entire but you had your wonderful assistant Mark Lee by your side, such a big sweetheart who always kept you calm when times got crazy 

"Don't worry Ms. y/n! I got this under control, Mr. Swan will be pleased like he always is, trust me on this" you gave him a sweet smile "Thank you Mark, I appreciate it, I really do. I don't know how I could run this place without you"

"Just go to your office and relax! We'll give you a call when he's here" you watched the craziness of the office die down a bit when he spoke to you

"I'll pray a bit while I'm in there" you said while heading to your office, opening the door and walking to your desk that was clean and organized, your eyes going straight to the framed picture of Taeyong in an orange t-shirt while smiling as big as he can in the corner of your desk. He was your whole world and happiness that you experienced every time you came home from a crazy day at work like today, his beautiful smile and big brown doe eyes just looking at you when you walk in the door "I wish my little rose was here with me, cute thing is my good luck charm" you started to daydream as your phone dinged with a notification from Mark saying "He's here!"

"Kill me now, oh my fucking god"

A whole hour passed while you were walking with Mr. Swan. He was an older, tall, handsome, dark-skinned man with black hair with broad shoulders and brown eyes who was definitely a hit with the ladies, but he had a small secret….he was a questionable man behind closed doors. "The building is looking wonderful Ms. Y/n, running like a well oiled machine" you gave a small sigh of relief "But, I do want to talk to you in your office for a brief moment and trust me, it's nothing bad" your day just couldn't get any better, can it? 

The both of you head right into your office, Mr. Swan going in first and you follow him right after. One thing you knew about him is that the man chose to be arrogant at times when he felt like it, he'll be sweet most of the time, but becomes cocky quite quick. 

"You know Ms. Y/N, your company is in great shape and I always give such a good rating of all my buildings that I own but something isn't feeling right over here and I might have to give this location a low rating" 

"Sir, but why? We always get a 5 star rating from you! What's going on? You said everything was good" the confusion was stuck on your face for a solid few seconds

"I know but something needs to be done in order for a good review, so I would love to have an exchange be done with you Ms. Y/N" you raise an eyebrow 

"Which is?...." 

Mr. Swan's eyes go straight to the framed picture of Taeyong on your desk, his lips turning into an evil smirk 

"Who is this pretty little thing sitting on your desk right here? I'm assuming he's the one you do all the test runs of your toys on, hm?" 

"T...that's just a friend of mine, his name is Taeyong and we both live with each other"

"So he's your boyfriend?" He said while chuckling, trying to get you to spill the beans on your secret yet sexual relationship with Taeyong

"Sir, he's just a friend of mine that I spend a lot of time with" 

"So a boyfriend?....." 

"Well yes…no…maybe…doesn't matter! Why do you want to know?"

"He probably is your boyfriend and you don't want to admit it, also I have made my decision!" your eyebrow quirks up while you listen.

"Let me play with the boy…." 

"E..excuse me?" 

"You heard me, if you want that perfect review that I always give you, bring Taeyong to my house this evening so you and I can have some fun with him….do we have a deal? If you deny my offer then you can kiss Mr. Mark Lee goodbye because I can make you fire him on the spot"

Your eyes widened in shock, you couldn't lose Mark. He was one of the reasons why your company was well-organized and coordinated minus how chaotic the building could get "Mr. Swan!!! I-" he cut you off with his finger pressed against your lips "You heard what I said….I want the boy" Your boss's request left you speechless. You were basically gonna hand him your sweet angel for his own pleasure, and on top of that, he was a straight man with a whole sugar baby who's out for his money, you just couldn't wrap your head around it.

"Mr. Swan, please sir, Taeyong is not a doll He's….only mine" that was a massive lie you told because he really is just a sex toy that you use everytime you come home "I don't think I wanna do that and on top of that sir, aren't you dating a woman currently? Very shocked that you would ask that question to me" 

"Y/n I know you've always wanted to have a duo dom session, I can read you like a book everytime I see you and I sent her on a trip to Hawaii, she is only a sugar baby, so she won't know. Has Taeyong ever been with an older man before or dealt with an older partner? I will give you a warning, I WILL break him" he let out an evil chuckle "You know how rough I can be with brand new toys, so what do you say?" 

You looked at your nude acrylic nail set that was freshly done and you fidgeted your hands around from the nervousness inside you but you finally came to making a decision ~I can't lose Mark, I just can't...I really can't believe I'm doing this~

"You have my word..." your heart raced for a minute as he stood up from your desk with open arms 

"WONDERFUL!! The both of you better arrive on time at my home at 8 PM and no later than, understood?" He got up from the desk and lifted your chin up, forcing you to look up at him "Yes sir" I said confidently "Good girl" the tall man headed out your door "I don't think he's ready for what I have in store for him, plus you're gonna be assisting me obviously, you know how much he can take" You nodded but got up from your seat quickly, walking in front of the man "I know you're in charge of me but I wanna set a few things straight" your face became serious as you got chest to chest, eyes going straight to his "I don't know if you understand how important Taeyong is to me, and he's possibly the most beautiful and innocent human being to walk this shit-hole that we call earth. But if he gets hurt in anyway possible, I WILL crack both of your nuts in half and cut your dick off so you won't be able to nut in another prostitute that you pay to suck your dick every week for money, You got that? 

All he did was give a light giggle and a smirk "You don't have to worry about that Y/N, the boy won't get hurt. He'll be in good hands" 

"I sure fucking hope so, because I swear to god" He looked at you yet again as he walked out "Also, bring a suitcase with stuff for you and him, you two are gonna be with me for a while" 

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Before you knew it a whole day had passed. It was the evening that finally came, you were driving to Mr. Swan's house to deal with Taeyong sitting in your front seat looking out the window watching the sunset just looking so innocent. He was literally the cutest thing you've ever seen, he was wearing a white t-shirt with blue jeans, his hair combed nicely with a small bedazzled rose hair clip that you gave him that he used to keep his hair pulled back since it it was getting quite long, but he still looked adorable as ever, you were just conflicted on the fact that your boss was about to steal that innocence away from him. You had your hair in a high ponytail with your makeup done, a sheer black cocktail dress with a Celine leather jacket with metal accents along with a pair white high heels hovering over the gas pedal.

"So, who am I meeting again?" 

"Mr. Charles Swan, he's my boss that makes a visit from time to time to make sure everything is running smoothly at the company! He's a very nice man and he's been wanting to meet you for a while actually" 

"Oh that's exciting! I bet he's a nice man!"

You never told Taeyong the real reason why you two were going to visit your boss so late in the evening. You let out a small sigh as you pulled into the driveway of the Swan mansion, the house was massive, but it looked like he had renovations done since the last time you visited him.

"We're here finally" 

"Such a big and beautiful home!" you looked at Taeyong with a small smile, your hand touching his thigh, he looked at you with a shy smile. "You let me know if something doesn't feel right, okay? We can go home if you feel uncomfortable sweetheart, understand?" 

"Yes ma'am, I understand" 

"That's my good boy" the both of you head out the car and to the front door, your hand ringing the doorbell. "Hopefully he heard! That man does get stuck on the phone pretty often."

"Yes sweetheart I'll send your $500 tomorrow! I already gave you a deposit before I sent you to Hawaii for the week, give me some time…COMING!" 

"DADDY I WANT MY MONEY NOW!!!"

"You will get it! I'll talk to you tomorrow" He said while opening the door for his two special guests while putting his phone away in his pocket

"Y/N! Welcome! And you look quite beautiful this evening as well. Sorry for the wait, I had call to take care of" The man was wearing a gray suit, his eyes looking dark when they landed on the very innocent and oblivious Taeyong 

"And this must be Taeyong" The man gave a predatory smile while looking at the petite boy, his eyes scanning every feature from his jawline to his shoes 

"What a handsome young man you are, I can see why Y/N always talks about you" 

A small blush appeared on his face when he received the compliment, his brown eyes getting glued to the ground.

"Someone is quite shy this evening aren't they?" Mr. Swan said while walking us inside to his office den area which was deep in his mansion, the sound of your heels clicking against the marble floor. 

"He tends to be a little shy when he gets a compliment, he gets them quite often actually" You said as you took off your leather jacket and sat it on a coat rack and placed the large suitcase in the corner. 

"You think he'll receive them quite a bit tonight if he behaves? Or we'll have to punish him?"

"P..punish?" Taeyong stuttered as he watched you close the door and lock it, his hair getting pulled tightly and his body being pushed onto the ground by Mr. Swan who was way stronger than he was "A…AHHHH!!!!!! OW!!!!" The boy screamed as you held him by his shoulders to make sure that he doesn't scurry away from the both of you.

"Let's set some ground rules here pet" Swan said while pulling Taeyong's hair back so he can look at him in the eyes 

"You will address me as Sir and her as Mistress, just like you do at home, you will be doing everything we say and if you behave, we will reward you, but if not….there will be punishment arranged"

"What do you say to him Taeyong?" 

"Y..yes sir, I'll be good!"

"Good boy… you know Y/N told me that you were quite obedient, so I wanted to experience it myself. I've been having my eyes on you for long time Taeyong, the day finally came where I finally got my hands on you" You looked at him with your arms crossed as he got up off the floor and grabbed some red rope out of a drawer and handed it to you "Go ahead and start tying his hands behind his back" you obeyed quickly and started working on wrapping up Taeyong's small wrists, doing your best at trying to make it tight, so that he doesn't move, you squatted down on your heels as you tied, your tight dress exposing the view of your panties.

"Now while she's doing that, how about we get this show started?" The man had his crotch right in front of Taeyong's face which had still had a light blush on it "Such a pretty little thing you are, just look at those plump lips you have and those big brown eyes...I wanna get a better view of them while those lips are wrapped around my cock. Don't you think that would be a good idea? Nod for me, please" He said while undoing his pants, a massive bulge visibly peeking through his underwear and then sliding it down to reveal his fat ten-inch cock, veins in clear view, shaft wide and girthy to the point where it would struggle to fit any hole near him, and balls that were definitely backed up with potent sperm that has been in there for longer than a week. 

"Gonna take his big cock in your mouth baby boy? Hm? Show Master how good you are at sucking. You do a good job already with the dildos I bring home for you to try out along with the straps that I fuck you with every night" 

Taeyong's mouth was already greedily open while nodding quickly just waiting to take the fat cock down his throat, his own cock in his pink undies throbbing and leaking pre-cum from being manhandled by his Master and Mistress, The blush on his face becoming a darker shade of red.

"He already has his mouth open for me, what a good little slut" he said as he shoved his cock into the needy boy's mouth, face-fucking him quite slow yet roughly the the point where the sloppiest noises escaped Taeyong's throat, his small tongue trying to lick every single inch of the whole thing without gagging, spit dripping onto his bare chest with a few tears leaving his pretty eyes that were glued to his Master. 

"I fucking love these fat lips all over my cock, so soft and plush, I didn't even have to remind him to look at me while he sucks me off" Swan kept changing the pace of his thrusts to let the boy breathe "such beautiful sounds our little fuck-toy is making! I fucking love it" He eventually pulled himself out of his mouth since he knew there were more activities to be done "Y/N your gonna have to be careful with this one, I almost blew a thick load down his throat" 

"Oh I know, he does turn into a little whore when dick gets brought up in a conversation, now what do you say to master? He let you have a taste of him since you've been a good boy" You already knew Taeyong wasn't gonna struggle with sucking someone off, either if it was your strap or another man's cock, the boy was pretty much pornstar material when it came to blowjobs since it was one of his favorite things to do when it came to pleasure. 

"T...thank you for letting me suck your cock, sir" 

"I'm definitely gonna have you thank me even more" he rubbed his thick tip across his plump lips.

An evil smile creeped on your lips as you pulled Taeyong off the floor "Wait Mr. Swan, I wanna look at that pretty face" your eyes look into his gorgeous brown ones that were soaked with fresh tears "Even after sucking cock you still look so pretty" you said as your finger wiped the tears away on his cheeks, your finger going into your mouth shortly after "Mmmmm I love how his tears taste" 

"You think I was too rough with him Y/N? Not like I care though"

"I don't think you were rough enough actually, I think we should tenderize our little piece of meat" before Taeyong could look at you, your hand swatted him hard on the cheek "You having fun yet? Yeah? C'mon smile if you're having fun" you said as you kept slapping him across the face, Swan having a matching evil smirk as he watched you slap the poor boy's face "C'mon! Keep smiling! We're supposed to be having FUCKING GREAT TIME!? What do you say to Mistress for slapping you? Use your words, bitch"

"M..mhmm thank you mistress!!! Thank you for slapping me!"

"All you are to us is a piece of meat, isn't that right?" The man said while grabbing Taeyong's fluffy cheeks, forcing him to look at him in the eyes "YES SIR! I'm just a piece of meat for you and my beautiful mistress" a few little sniffles leaving his nose as you slapped him one more time.

Mr. Swan pushed the small boy onto the couch forcefully, his small peachy toned leg was lifted up and on top of Swan's shoulder "you think he's ready to be fucked now? I wanna shove my cock in him so bad and stretch out his little hole, but I think it's time you pleased your mistress too, what do you think Taeyong?" The boy gulped and looked at you with innocent eyes while your boss was ready to destroy the poor thing until he's crying "Y...yes sir, I want to please my mistress as well" 

"That's a good boy, now you're gonna eat out your beautiful mistress until she cums on your face, understood? & don't you dare think about stopping because you will be punished for it, now what will you ask her?

"M..mistress may I please taste your wonderful pussy, I wanna make you feel good and make you cum!" You couldn't say no to the those precious brown eyes that sparkled when you looked into them "You better do a good fucking job and make me cum" your panties were already off, your leg crossing over his face with your glorius pussy touching his plump lips that already started devouring your dripping cunt "Oooohhh fuck! Just like that baby boy, just like that" This was just a normal routine for you, Taeyong always enjoyed when you forced him to eat you out and watching you come undone which gave him so much happiness "Look at the tongue go, boy just loves to taste you, doesn't he?" 

"H..he's absolutely obsessed with my cunt!" You said as you saw a red zapper toy sitting on the side table by the couch along with the other toys Mr. Swan had spread out for you and him to use on Taeyong, you pressed the tip of the zapper against his chest and a spark of electricity touched his soft skin 

"AAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHH!!!!" 

"Awwww did you like that? Do you like it when your mistress hurts you, baby boy?" You touched his body again with the zapper while Swan teased Taeyong's tight little ass with his cock "YES MISTRESS! I LOVE WHEN YOU HURT ME! P...please do it more" he felt the thick tip pressing against his hole and shifted around so Mr. Swan can have the best access "Sir, please fuck me with giant cock! I want you to ruin me!" Swan's inner beast was easily awoken when the little boy said those words "I am going to ruin you….I've been waiting to do this for months!" Before Taeyong could respond, his eyes widened quickly as the massive cock filled his ass along with a harsh stretch that didn't really bother him due to the fact that he bounces on dildos when his Mistress isn't home "Awwwwwww look at him taking such a big cock inside him, such a good boy" You said as you grinned while on his face since you wanted sweet release from the previous events of watching your little rose get manhandled by your boss. 

"Fuck he's quite tight for someone who rides on dildos everyday like a whore, I'm almost balls deep inside him" a hand slowly wrapped around his throat while he was fucked hard and deep, cutting out his airways while he licked away at his mistress who that was already on the edge of cumming "Ooohhh baby boy you gotta make mistress cum first before you-" your sentence was cut short when you felt your orgasm building as his tounge moved quicker and faster "Looks like your mistress is gonna unravel pretty soon slut, gonna watch that happen while I tear your ass apart" he said in-between rough thrusts, small moans leaving Taeyong's lips as he ate you out while getting fucked hard by an older man.

"I'm gonna...ah cum! fuck i'm gonna cum!" Tears sliding down your face as your orgasm took over, your body lifting up a little as you squirted onto Taeyong's lips, your chest heaving as you came back down from your high, your round ass smothering his face for a second before getting up "Fuck….you did such a good job at eating me out baby" you closed your legs slowly as the love of your life looked fucked out from you squirting on his face and from his ass being pulverized 

"He's being such a good little slut for us isn't he?" He signals you to grab the nipple clamps 

"Mmmmmmmmm yes he is, and what are these pretty pieces of jewelry Mr. Swan has for you sweetheart?" you grabbed the clamps and grinned evilly when attached them to Taeyong's terribly sensitive nipples, the poor little thing screaming from the pull of the clamps "AAAAGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH THANK YOU MISTRESS!!!" 

"Isn't there someone else you wanna thank? The one that's fucking your ass like I do when we're at home?" Tears of pure pleasure slid down Taeyong's broken face from how roughly he was being handled by the both of you, the poor thing didn't even know what he got himself into when he walked into the doors of the handsome stranger that works above you. The zapper was placed on his cheek while Swan leaned in to make sure he was rubbing against Taeyong's sweet spot, fucking him even deeper. "What's the matter? You scared that I might let the zapper go off? I promise you it won't hurt, my love! It's just scary isn't it? Not knowing when it's gonna fucking go off. You look so pretty taking an older man's cock inside you like a cheap little whore. Remember what I told you to say a few minutes ago" 

Small yet loud whines along with many "Oh fucks" left Taeyong's mouth in-between hard and rough thrusts "T. .thank you for fucking my ass sir! Thank you for using me like a cheap sex doll" the boy's cock was red and throbbing that had leaking pre-cum shooting from the tip, his prostate going numb from the large cock inside him "May I please c..cum? Sir, may I please cum??? I...I wanna cum s..so bad p...please!!!" 

"Do you think we should let him cum? Poor thing just can't control himself because he's so sensitive" your manicured hand wrapped around his cock that caused Taeyong to let out the biggest groan "Wanna cum for Master and I baby boy?" He shifted and squirmed on the couch as he was close to cumming "YES MISTRESS! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LET ME CUM...OH GOD PLEASE"

"Actually Y/N, how about we set up a little challenge for our little toy? Take those nipple clamps off with YOUR MOUTH and then we'll let you cum" fear appeared in Taeyong's eyes quickly as he looked up at you, a very loud yet evil laugh filled the room as you looked down at your broken angel while putting the chain in his mouth "Take them off....." light cries were heard as Taeyong tried his absolute best to rip the clamps off. Honestly when you first showed up here, you were very hesitant on doing a threesome with your boss, but now you're starting to think that it was smart choice for now.

"N..nghhhh" one clamp flies off and a small scream is heard "Just one more, darling" the other clamp slowly pulls away from the other as you watch tears flow down his face yet again with another scream leaving his lips as the clamp gets pulled off "t...that hurt so bad, but I loved it so much, Mistress" an evil smile creeped on your lips as you kept jacking him off "He cums alot just to warn you"

"Go ahead and cum before we change our minds little boy~" high pitched moans escaped the boy's plump lips, long white ropes of cum coating your dress and his bare tummy along with Swan pulling out of his ass with sweat dripping down his toned body 

"Awwww looks like someone made a mess" You managed to get yourself off the couch and had sweat dripping off you as you looked down at a very fucked out Taeyong, his chest heaving with your juices coating his lips and his hair all messy while shivering from his orgasm, Your hand petting his forehead while you get right in his face "You okay my darling? It wasn't too bad" 

"Y..yes mistress, I'm okay" 

"Good!….Charles get the strongest vibrator you have" you said evilly while forcing Taeyong to the ground yet again by the foot of the couch, forcing his little legs open so his cock can be exposed, his big brown eyes looking very panicked as he watched Mr. Swan walk to a drawer and pulled out a rose colored bullet vibrator "This is a new one I got recently, haven't used it yet! Is Taeyong willing to be our test subject for it?" 

"Of course he is! It's not like he has a choice in the matter, am I wrong sweetheart?" You shoved your panties into his mouth before he could respond back to you "Shhhh just nod your head slut" you found a small piece of rope and tied the vibrator to his cock that was already hard again, Mr. Swan wiping the sweat off his face, a smile forming while looking at a helpless Taeyong "The switch is under the bottom of the the vibrator, and from what I've heard, it's tiny but mighty, poor thing might pass out afterwards" 

"Good to know because I was gonna skip to the highest setting anyway. We have no time for that" You watched Taeyong throw himself over as the toy sent strong vibrations to his cock along with tears building up in his eyes "MHMMMMM!!!!!! MHMMMM!" 

"Awww what's wrong? Feels too good? That's too bad my love. You're gonna stay here for a while and don't even think about cumming….understood?"

His pretty little head nodded quickly as you were pushed onto the couch, with your legs in the air by Mr. Swan who was already turned on again after seeing you handle Taeyong, your dress being lifted up and stopping at your hips "I love seeing a dominant woman, mind if I fuck you too while baby boy watches? Humiliate him to the max?" Your eyes glare at the innocent boy in front of you, your hands going straight to his neck to choke him "Let's show Taeyong how good you can fuck his mistress" Swan's massive cock ended up in your tight pussy, causing you to moan instantly. It's been a long time since you were fucked by a cock this size before, Taeyong was a decent size and he tries his best to make you feel good but there are times where you wanted another man to fuck you, along with the fact that Taeyong wouldn't mind since he enjoys the feeling of being cucked. 

"YOU'RE HITTING MY DAMN CERVIX!! the man had you in a mating press like he was fucking your cunt roughly like an animal in heat, like he was just trying to get you pregnant. "Damn this pussy is just as nice as our little sex toy's hole, never knew i would end up fucking one of my employees like this" Swan swinged a look at Taeyong just staring at your beautiful body, your legs being wrapped around his waist while he pounds you senseless, your fucked out face looking so pretty with sweat dripping down your chest, your red stained lips parted open as your sweet yet loud moans left your mouth "I love this big cock inside my tight pussy, I bet you wish you were fucking me, right baby boy? You pathetic little fucktoy that was made for our use" You could hear his little whimpers leave his gagged mouth as he was struggling to hold, you pulled Taeyong close to you where you forced his head on your stomach, his eyes glued on the cock that was going in and out of your pussy "You like watching mommy get fucked by a cock bigger than yours sweetheart? You just dream of watching me get stretched out by another man that's twice your size, huh?" Swan pulled onto Taeyong's hair, forcing him to look up at him while taking the pair of panties out of his mouth "I bet your just dying to cum just from watching this you dumb little slut, how disgusting are you just for watching us fuck. Fucking spit on him...." You release a large wad of spit from your mouth that ended up on his cheek with your hand slapping him shortly after "Respond to your master when he talks to you or you're not gonna cum...fucking worthless piece of meat." You spit on him yet again while your hand swatted him again on the face "SPEAK...."

"Y..YES SIR!! I love watching you fuck my mistress way better than I ever could, my cock is useless compared to yours that's deep inside her! Please make her cum & make her feel so good!"

The man smiled as he saw how much of mess you both were since you were close to bursting "Both of you can fucking cum" 

Swan pulled his cock out of your pussy and blew his load all over your stomach along with your fingers getting shoved into your wet ruined pussy trying to get yourself to cum which didn't take long to do. You felt rush a liquid leave your pussy as you squirted yet again as you watched Taeyong cum at the exact same time you did while some of Swan's massive load ended up on his face, both of your tounges out like brainless whores who's brains have absolutely melted while looking fucked out, your chest heaving up and down while Taeyong's head was still on your stomach with a mix of Swan's and your cum on his face, completely breathless.

"Damn, what a ride. Didn't expect to go hard on you y/n" you smiled and panted as you tried getting up, knowing damn well you were gonna be sore in the morning, actually Taeyong is gonna be the one who was gonna go through a lot of pain the next day. "Are you okay my lov-" Taeyong was passed out on the floor, you quickly got up and grabbed a nearby knife to cut the ropes off "Is he okay?" he said as he started a bath for the both of you in the nearby bathroom, along with grabbing a few bottles of water for the three of you "He's okay, he just passes out so quickly after sex and I get worried about him even though he's just fine" you were holding Taeyong very tightly as you looked at him "I know I've said this before Mr. Swan, but Taeyong means so much to me" you looked at him like he was your newborn son "He's like my little doll, I don't want anything to happen to him. I would do anything for him." Mr. Swan nodded and looked at you "I believe you, he's in good hands, also I have a bath going for the both of you, you two can actually spend the night here in one of my guest rooms, I don't want you out driving at this time of night" you smile at him as you carry your little prince to the bathroom, giving Swan a small smile while you kicked the door with your foot and it shuts completely.

Mr. Swan's smile disappeared as he walks toward your leather jacket and pulls out your car keys "You're not leaving here until your "little doll" is mine"

After taking a much needed bath, you dried Taeyong off and put him in one of his favorite oversized shirts that he wears to bed since Swan recommended that you bring a suitcase. You placed him on the bed carefully, trying not to wake him. You looked at your perfect boy as he slept peacefully on the pillow covered bed. "I can never have anything happen to you, my perfect little doll" You slipped on a lingerie dress before getting into bed with him, covering you both with the large blanket "You will never end up in someone else's hands that aren't mine…I'll do anything to protect you" you pulled his hair back a little bit before your eyes closed shut.

It was the next morning and the sun was shining extremely bright into the room, you were slowly waking up with your arm sliding over to the side where Taeyong was "Mmmmm good morning love" you rubbed your eyes as you thought that they were messing with you when you didn't see him next to you, you immediately get up in a panic, you hop out of bed and run to the bathroom door to see if he was in there. 

"Taeyong? are you in there?" You open the door and the bathroom is empty, your heart starts beating like crazy as you walk back to the bed until you see a piece of paper that had a neatly written message in cursive. You picked up the note and your heart dropped immediately "Thanks for bringing me a new toy, Taeyong is MY doll now, bitch"- C.S." You crumbled up the note and aimed straight for your suitcase, scrambling around for a change of clothes along with the gun that you packed just in case if Charles was up to some bullshit.

"I fucking knew something was up....I JUST KNEW! Also where the fuck are my keys?" You pulled out a pack of bullets and notice that your leather jacket was left downstairs and realize that your car keys were in a pocket, your anger mixed with annoyance since you know that he got ahold of the keys to keep you both here.

"This house is gonna be covered in blood once I find this motherfucker" you said as you loaded the gun with 5 gold bullets and placing it on a strap that placed on your thigh.

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Oh my my....a cliffhanger!

Stay tuned~💋

[toxicrevolver]

K-Pop recap of the year!

Tagged by @serendipminie thanks for the tag!!!

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Groups you started stanning: literally every group I now stan. I only knew BTS and OnlyOneOf at the end of 2022. So the answer is yes.

New ult biases?: Suga (BTS), Leedo (Oneus), Choi In (E’last), O.de (Xdinary Heroes), Taeyong, Ten, Xiaojun, Yuta (NCT) (I just figured out ult biases these past few month. I am slow. The list is probs gonna expand. More NCT members will be added probably. I have no self control) I FORGOT S.COUPS AND WOOZI (Seventeen). IM TERRIBLE

Idol(s) who got the most of your simping: HAN (SKZ). IDK WHAT HAPPENED THERE. ALSO CHOI IN (E’last). the rest of the ult list. SO MANY DIFFERENT MEMBERS OF NCT. MOSTLY WAYV. LATELY MARK (NCT). FOR SOME FUCKIN REASON

Most streamed group(s): NCT (yes all of the sub units), Seventeen, ATEEZ, Stray Kids

Most streamed soloist(s)?: Taemin (of SHINee) and Taeyong (of NCT) THEY WERE SOLO ALBUMS/MUSIC SO IT COUNTS WAIT I FORGOT DRP IAN TOO. I LIKE HIM.

Top K-Pop song(s) of this year (opinion or streaming, you choose): Alley Oop, Kangaroo, The Bat (NCT U), Hot & Don Quixote (Seventeen), BOUNCY (Ateez) HAD ME IN A CHOKEHOLD AND NOW MATZ DOES. ALSO JOPPING (SuperM) FOR SOME FUCKIN REASON FOR LIKE A MONTH STRAIGHT. Honorable mentions - Paint Me Naked & New Heroes (Ten of NCT/WayV), Koong (Xikers), Simulation (Oneus)

Top debut this year: Xikers & BoyNextDoor (yes I’m picking two. They’re my kids I can’t pick favourites)

Choreographies you learned: *insert Highschool musical “I don’t dance” meme*

Albums/merchandise you bought: so many albums. Like so many. And a shit ton of lomo photocards.

New K-Pop mutuals you made: SO MANY. Such as you! But also so many others!! (A large majority of them are about to be tagged. Idc if we don’t talk. You’re still a kpop moot)

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Tagging (no pressure): @odeblr @faceglitchsworld @rainknow @accal1a @pisces-of-peaces @atinystraykid @we-survive-endlessly @haahka @smushedmuffin @here4theheartbreak @papangphromphiriya