#sub yongbok

[straykids-2000]

Asking stray kids if you can dom them

Bangchan

He wouldn't be opposed to it

Actually, he would love to give up control

His all ways has to be in control from being the leader of stray kids to the fan

It's nice to finally give up control

Before even doing anything, tho he wants to talk about and learn a little bit.

When his ready, he'll shyly tell you

He'll be a moaning, whimpering mess before you even start

If you're pegging him, then he'll want you to hold his hands

He will hide his face in your neck

Calls you mommy/daddy then gets shy

When you're done, he's so far gone in Subspace

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"So cute, baby." You whispered, making him cover his face,

You chuckled and moved his arms as you softly thrust into him "please mommy/daddy so good." He said nails, digging into your back

Leeknow

At first his not sure, but after a bit of talking then he'll give it a chance

And he loved it

Lowkey (highkey) is a brat at first

Will talk back and talk about how it's better when he fucks you

When his finally realized how good you're making him feel.

He'll be a moaning mess

He will, in fact, claw you back and bite your neck.

If you call him kitten, he'll fall into his subspace faster.

Likes it when you degrade and praise him at the same time

If you are pegging him

He'll want to ride you

Will fondle your chest

Minho whimpered as he looked down at you, marking his thighs

He threw his head back and grabbed your hair "fuck, fuck please I'm sorry."

You groaned and waved his hands away from your head. " I know, kitten, but you were bad got punished you." You said and smirked as you leaned down back to his thigh

Changbin

Changbin will be right on board

Is a pillow princess

Absolutely loves it when you kiss him well riding him or pegging him

Loves to be praised

Call him babygirl and he'll cum right there

If you make him ride you, he'll cry and beg you to do the work

If you're strong then he want you to fuck him against a wall

Isn't really a big fan of degrading

It really depends on what you say doesn't mind being called a slut

Would love to roleplay

He wants you to mark him and talk him through it.

Has a breeding kink

"Please breed me." Changbin moaned, holding your shoulders.

"I know, baby, I know, baby." You groaned, kissing his neck

Hyunjin

Doesn't openly show it but is very excited.

Has been thinking about it for a long time

He doesn't want you to be gentle with him, but he won't openly tell you that.

You'll have to push him enough to tell you what he wants

He'll put his hand on yours and bring it to his neck for you to choke him

Loves when you degrade him

Call him your little slut or whore and he'll melt

Overstimulate or edge him

Claws at your back

Massive pain kick

Slap him, bite him, and he'll be begging for more

He'll be a brat on purpose, so he'll get a punishment

Hyunjin grabbed your hand and placed it on his throat. You squeezed, making his eyes roll back.

"Such a dirty slut." You said and used your other hand and slapped his ass.

Jisung

Immediately in bed, ready to be fucked

Ass up head down

Has been waiting since you started dating even before that

Doesn't care where you fuck him

Kitchen, bedroom, living room, doesn't care

Also has a breeding kink

Will dress up in a lingerie or a dress

And put on makeup just for it to get ruined

Will call you whatever you want daddy,mommy,mistress,Master

Likes it rough but also gentle(if that makes sense)

He'll be so fucked out that he goes cross-eyed

Loves sucking on your chest

"So good mommy/daddy don't stop feels so good" han moaned out as he folded your chest

you grabbed han hair, pulling his head back. You leaned down to kiss his neck, "so pretty"

Felix

Acts shocked as if he hadn't been hinting to it

Has the biggest feminist kink

Call him baby girl, doll, princess, and his eyes are rolling back

Very vocal in bed from the beginning to the end

Likes to call you daddy (female or not)

If you put my in front of one of his nicknames, he'll cum on the spot

Whould love to be fucked in public.

Will try anything once

He loves to Roleplay his favorite roleplay is nerd and cheerleader/jock

Wants to be recorded while you fuck him

Loves to eat you out

"Such a pretty little slut." You said walking around felix with a camera.

"Say hi babygirl."

Felix whimpered as he tried to smile.

Seungmin

His not really up for it a first.

But then he started to think about it and looked into it and realized how fun it looks

Will shyly ask if you're still up to dom him

He wants to try petplay

Loves to ride your strap on

Likes to lick and suck on your neck

Trys kissing you will you fuck him

Will cling to you as you fuck him arm holding onto you tightly

Loves being called puppy or pup

Loves to cuddle after your done wants to be held.

Giggles, when you kiss all over his face

He definitely wouldn't mind doing it again

"Mmmh, pup doing so good for me such a good puppy." You said as he held on to you. His eyes rolled back

Jeongin

Very confused asking to think about it first

When he decides he wants to do it, he'll ask it your still up for it

Wants to eat you out first then will ask you to fuck him

Also, is one who wants you to hold his hand

Very vocal in bed

Like when you talk him through it

Loves when you call him your good boy or my love

Goes cross-eyed when he cums

Whimpering mess when you jerk him off

If you don't let him cum, he'll beg you and cry saying that his you're good boy and please let him cum

Will moan and whimper in your ear

Loves to take baths with you after, wants you to message him in the bath

"Please, please don't stop fuck I'm your good boy." He whimpered out holding your hips

"Such a good boy for me, baby." You replied to him as you leaned down to kiss him

First post, so I hope yall like it 💓

[quokkadoolsetnet]

SUB SKZ TWT LINKS

overstimming 🐺 so hard he shakes and squirts everywhere

🐰 using your vibrator and recording it to send to you while you are out.

🐷🐰 using the new toy you bought him.

🥟 humping your pillow because he misses you

overstimming 🐿️ while he squirms and shakes

🐥 getting off to the thought of you punishing him for touching without you.

🐶 making himself cum twice

🦊 holding your hand while you tease him

[ipegchangbin]

— boypussy!skz.

18+ only. minors do not interact.

sub!skz. dom!reader.

🏷️ boypussies, use of toys (a dildo machine and a cumming toy), breeding kink, oral (cunnilingus), pain kink (pussy biting), squirting.

— bang chan

chan is no stranger to having his cunt used. he loves it when you rub your skin against him just to tease, or slide toys in his tight and wet hole. considering how pretty his folds look and how huge his oversensitive clit is, it’s easy to get him on edge by just flicking your tongue against it. he especially loves it when you lock your lips around his clit, sucking on the bud, making him squirm and writhe under you.

“t-too good,” he’d whine, attempting to cage your head between his trembling thighs; it’s no use with the way your arms lock his legs down so you could concentrate. chan’s desperation to orgasm washes over him as you lap up at his sweet clit, taking your time to taste his juices in between flicks. the savory taste of his folds paired with the delicious whimpers only spur you on. you could eat him out for hours.

“y-y/n,” he stutters, “i’m close!” and he instinctively tries to push you away from his cunt, but your lips are attached to his aching clit and it feels so good. too good. chan’s head spins even more when you shove your fingers inside him and you clamp his clit in between your lips and tongue. chan creams all over you, embarrassed at how wet and sticky his cum is, but you eat it and show your tongue to his shy face.

“you’re so sensitive, channie.”

— minho

it’s no surprise that your favorite catboy has one hell of a pussy to play with. there’s something about his that screams addictive to you: maybe it’s the taste of it. he’s particularly sweet, surprising for a boy who creams more than he squirts. it doesn’t help that of all the places on his cunt, his hole is heartwarmingly delicious, as if it was made for your tongue to stick inside. minho loves it when you’re casual with it. any agenda of his to out-brat your other boys is thrown out the window every time you caress his pussy and stick a finger inside his creamy walls.

“so needy for a boy who claims to hate this,” you smirk, “aren’t you such a liar?”

“i’m not,” minho’s voice vibrates, “just stop making it feel good!”

but of course, you don’t stop. you keep going. you dip your head down to his cunt and replace your fingers with your tongue every now and then, sometimes biting his thighs when he dares to close his legs around you. he barely speaks until he’s a squeaking mess, begging and creaming on your fingers in an endless orgasm that just won’t stop.

“don’t pull out,” minho pleads with wide eyes while he shoves your fingers back inside his sticky cunt. “i want to feel full.”

— changbin

puffy, pretty, and pink. his hole hides cutely behind chubby lips and it’s delightfully sensitive along the sides. he loves being penetrated most, his nerves connecting and jolting best when you stretch his tight hole with yourself. whether it be fingers or a cock, changbin gets shy yet increasingly more greedy with every thrust of anything that enters his cunt.

“am i a good boy?” he asks every now and then. you reassure him with kisses that yes, he’s indeed so good, taking the biggest dildo so well even if it’s pushing his limit. he’s unsurprisingly a size king, which is surprising considering how tight he is. even if the monster cock toy leaves him gaping, his pussy has the magical ability to revert back to being too small for your two fingers right after.

“i want to cum!” he whines over and over, chasing your lips for another kiss while he bounces on the dildo again. he loves workouts but his body is so sore from bouncing. it doesn’t help that, instead of helping him finish, you simply push down on his puffy tummy and let him feel the whole size of the toy inside him.

you ask “is it good?” and he nods speechlessly, only to respond seconds later with a loud whimper. you look down to see his cream leaking down the dildo, coating all of it in his juice. when you finally pull the toy out, changbin whines into your warmth, hiding his pretty pussy as his cum seeps out all the way onto your thighs.

— hyunjin

hyunjin’s biggest kink is to get creampied, so he did something behind your back. he ordered a cumming dildo, and of course, used it right away. his cunt couldn’t be any more excited — the only thing rivaling how sopping wet he gets is when you’re actually playing with him. hyunjin could settle with this for now, his pussy only dripping more until his panties got soaked as he connected the cum lube to the toy.

from how wet he was, the big toy slid in with ease; he felt like crying as soon as it hit his limit, squishing his insides even if the toy hasn’t filled him up with cum yet. so, as he would do with you, he moved his hips to “please” the dildo and felt the toy all the way inside. his instinct to be bred, one that came along with having a cunt as beautiful as his, overloaded his system as he greedily rode the toy. he definitely minded when you came in the room to help him, though.

“y/n, please, breed me!”

cutely enough, his moans fill the room as you pressed the mole on the side of his pussy. your laughter along with your hands helping his hips down made him leak cum, but he didn’t dare stop. you grabbed the end of the toy and squeezed cum to load out of it, which only urged hyunjin to keep going. the cum filled him up slightly, but not quite — the boy kept bouncing so as to “empty” the cock inside him. that was, until the toy finally emptied, hyunjin’s body spent after five consecutive orgasms. the cum seeped out, flooding out of his beautifully folded lips like a waterfall of delight.

“good boy,” you say, “how about you get the real thing, hmm?”

— han jisung

his pussy is the freakiest, having tasted it all from your antics: he’s taken vibrators in public and he lost his pussy’s virginity to you. who wouldn’t treat it as cruelly as you do? why not, when jisung tends to leak his wet essence messily each time you play with it, especially since he’s tried so many toys with you?

the one toy jisung hasn’t tried yet was a dildo machine. he can immediately feel the heat pooling in his core at the mere sight of you stroking the dildo, teasing him by previewing the speed controller. his legs instinctively closed and tightened firmly to hide the wetness running down his leg. but jisung blinked twice, and unbelievably instantly, he was suddenly on all fours in front of the machine.

“wait—” he asked, but you didn’t hesitate one bit when you slid the dildo into his cunt.

the machine starts pumping slowly into the boy, stretching him fully and filling him up to his limit before slowly pulling back to leave him empty. then it would thrust back inside again, the squelching of his leaky pussy filling the air alongside his moans and cries. jisung held his ass up high as he melted onto the carpet, drooling and relishing in the picked-up pace.

an orgasm started before he could even prepare, jisung whining loudly not even five minutes into the machine action, before the toy slides out — jisung squirts everywhere without warning, his clear and sweet cum making its way on your thigh even if you were on the couch. that’s how messy he always gets, but he’s never came this fast.

“that’s all? i didn’t buy this for you to cum in three minutes,” you smirk, pushing him back down on the toy.

— felix

something about a freckled pussy is just too cute to you. you loved kissing felix’s cunt for the sole reason that it was just so adorable. the shape of it, the color of it, even the starry sky of freckles littered around his pussy. there’s a lot to kiss, a lot to love, a lot to destroy.

given the oversensitivity of felix’s nerves down his crotch area, it’s easy to overstimulate him. even something as light and lovely as the pecks you leave on the beauty marks and freckled skin gets him writhing. “but i love your pretty pussy,” you justify, leaving lipstick marks all over his cunt in the process.

feeling your lips on his pussy lips is heaven to him. felix grabs onto the sheets, too scared to pull on your head, jutting his hips upwards so that you could kiss him better. it’s all over when you kiss his clit though, all of his nerves reigniting at once as lightning strikes through his core. he instantly gets wet, essence spilling on your bottom lip and chin in the process.

“s-sorry, didn’t mean to…” he could almost cry from the pleasure and the rising need. he feels you smile, even if your face is hovering over him now and not touching his skin in the slightest. he still feels it without looking — he’s too shy now, burying his face in the pillow to the side.

but you’re not done.

you take two fingers down his slit, teasing his severely wet entrance, but it’s all a distraction. felix waits for you to put it in, let him cum, get it over with. the rare impatience grows within the usually patient boy until he feels pain shoot up.

you bit his clit. and it feels so good that he squirts under you, wiggling under you like a poor little boy.

— seungmin

what you don’t expect of seungmin is for him to admit that he’s a squirter. he confessed it in a dirty party game once and ever since then, it’s been your life’s mission to see it in action. you knew that he’d always been so incredibly wet every time he came, but he apparently squirts like a fountain personally sculpted by god.

as you slide your fingers through his cunt, his pussy squelches sinfully. it drenches the sheets beneath him, coating everything in a savory essence that can only be described as a natural aphrodisiac. the wet sounds paired with seungmin’s shy whimpers fills you with an aggression you can’t express without a necessary gentleness on his pussy. as poetic as it is literal, even the scent of his cunt is enough to drive you down between his legs, ready to ruin him.

“no, n-no, don’t do that! i’ll squirt—” seungmin chokes on his own words as your fingers hook his sweet spot, clit violated by your tongue and lips. he practically screams as you bite through your lips, jolting everywhere as his body readies itself for a full orgasm. “i-i can’t take it, too much, too much!”

begs and pleas fill the room for you to both stop and keep going, his grip on your head either pushing you away and pulling you in, he doesn’t know either. but before he could even spare a second thought, he jolts his hips up, followed by a powerful stream of wet cum. he soaks you fully, apologizing with his face behind his hands. you open his fists and kiss his cheeks happily, making him smile contently.

— jeongin

there’s nothing more for him to be confident about than of his freshly shaved pussy. he promised to be a good boy for you on this date night, and in the off-chance that you were going to treat him, then he had to be at his best. now here you both were, making out on the couch, jeongin whimpering because the both of you were still fully clothed after an hour of teasing.

“what’s wrong?” you ask. “i wanna show you my pussy…” jeongin shyly asks, every shroud of prior confidence leaving him as the desperation kicks in. you only chuckle in response, the delightful sound making his clit firm in excitement. but you don’t do anything. it’s a part of your teasing, sure, but he’s been waiting so excruciatingly long for you and it shows through his needy whines.

jeongin finally takes it upon himself to tug at your tie; you pull down at the hem of his pants , revealing his panties, only to shove both down in only two swift moves. it catches jeongin by surprise, but it’s nothing compared to the shock on your face to see his clean pussy.

you love him hairy and you love him clean, you don’t really mind either. jeongin’s still the same, the prettily creamy folds presenting themselves to you along with a hidden slit that can only be described as angelically cute. you finger it immediately, all teasing discarded along with both your clothes, and your haste brings him over the edge. “y/n,” he pants, your name being the only thing on the tip of his tongue as he immediately creams all over your hands.

but date night isn’t quite done yet.

[minminyoonjii]

Forever clawing at the cement walls that surround me for needing to call Felix mommy

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🕯Summary: There's nothing a good old-fashioned BJ can't fix, especially when you're stressed.

🌹CW

Fem Dom! Reader|Heel Grinding|Oral Sex|Blow Job|Oral Fixation|Messy Head|Edging|Praise Kink|Wet & Messy|Voyeurism|Mommy Kink|Pervert! Jisung|Aftercare

You sighed, rubbing your sore neck, "Baby?" you questioned, closing the front door behind you. Felix peeked his head out of his room, "You're home early," he pointed out, walking towards you. "Yeah. Is that a problem?" you teased, leaning forward. Felix chuckled, placing a peck on your lips, "Nope, not a problem at all. I was planning to bake something later if you want to join," he prompted, biting his bottom lip.

"I'd love to," you said, pulling him in for a hug. "Maybe we could catch a movie or two after," you suggest, squeezing him close. Felix giggled against your chest, "Sounds great," he said, looking up at you. "Call me down when you want to start baking, sunshine. I need to wash up," you groaned, rolling your shoulders. Felix smiled, "Sure can do, I'll set an alarm," he said, making a beeline towards his gaming room. 

You stripped off your clothes, setting the water just right before getting in. The feeling of water coaxing your skin instantly made you relax and soon thoughts began to pour. Some pure and some filthy, you imagined how the rest of your day would play out. Baking and then cuddles sound absolutely perfect but an itch deep within your brain thought of less wholesome things. You shook your head, blaming the heat of the water for your dirty ideas.

The thoughts spiraled from sucking Felix off before the timer rang or pinning him against the kitchen counter while he's stirring the baking batter. "Fuck," you whispered, pinching your cheeks. You sighed, getting out of the shower, "I need a drink," you mumbled to yourself, tying a towel around your body. You walked towards the kitchen, searching for anything cold in the fridge to subdue your thirst. 

A loud thud came from Felix's room, "What is the healer doing, we're getting crit here," he groaned, tossing his headphones in frustration. You knocked on the door, making him flinch, "Are you alright, baby?" you asked, opening the door. Felix nodded, "Yeah, just shitty teammates," he grumbled, crossing his arms. You cooed, placing a kiss on his forehead, "You'll get them next round," you encouraged. Felix's cheeks burned, noticing that you were only in your towel.

You furrowed your eyebrows at his silence, "Ah," you chuckled, seeing his agape jaw. Felix closed his mouth when you tilted his chin up. His eyes waver under your stare. The shower thoughts from earlier came forward again but this time you weren't going to stop them. You got on your knees, cleavage perfectly plump for him to stare at, "Do you want this baby?" you whispered, seeing Felix quickly close his game tabs.

He nodded, "Please, Mommy looks so pretty," he whined, gripping his seat. You cooed, "Can you do something for mommy before that?" you asked, hand grazing over his obvious bulge. "Yes, yes. Anything mommy wants," Felix said, eager to please you. "Good boy. Now turn on your recording system and plug in your mic, sunshine. Mommy wants you to hear yourself fall apart," you purred, pulling down the zip of his pants.

Felix moaned at the idea and did what you said, "Mommy," he keened, bucking his hips against your palm. You hummed, rubbing your throbbing clothed cock. Precum leaking through the tip. "Hah, Hhgh," Felix mewled, back arching to feel more. You chuckled, pressing your thumb between his clothed slit, drenching his boxers in slick. Felix sobbed, "Mama, mommy. No mo-more, teasing," he whimpered, aching to feel your mouth or hand around his cock.

You cooed, "Aww, but you're so pretty, sunshine. Look at the pretty mess you made," you said, showing him your slick-covered hand. Felix whined, pulling your wrist towards his mouth and taking a lick. You chuckled out a moan, "Mommy's dirty little prince, aren't you," you praised, tugging his boxers down to his calves, letting his cock slap against his plush tummy. "Mommy's prince," Felix mewled, tossing his head back when you finally stroked his cock.

"Moan for mommy, sunshine," you purred, pumping his cock within your palm. Twisting your wrist at his throbbing cockhead. Precum leaked all over his thighs. "Ah, hah, hah, ah," Felix panted, lips wobbling from pleasure. You gulped at the sight of your lover falling apart, "Fuck it," you grumbled, tapping his cockhead against your tongue. Felix squealed, staring down at you with half-lidded eyes, "Too much, it's too much," he babbled, overstimulated by your stimulating tongue working his slit apart.

You moaned, wrapping your lips around his cockhead just to hear him cry from the pleasure. Felix sobbed, thighs trembling at the waves of arousal buzzing through his body, "Need to cum, Mama," he cried, his cock throbbing on your tongue. You hummed, sending more stimulating vibrations. Felix sucked on his bottom lips, abs tensing from the appending orgasm. You smirked around his cock, waiting for the moment his body arched and you pulled off.

Felix sobbed, tears spilling down his cheeks at the denial, "Mo-mommy!" he sniffled, his cock hard and aching. You shifted your body, heel placed directly on your bare clit, "Aww, I know pretty baby. Mommy knows," you cooed, licking a stripe up Felix's shaft. He keened, gripping the seat hard. You blew on his warm cockhead, smiling at the way he shivered, "Just relax, yeah?" you whispered, flattening your tongue to take his cock to the hilt.

"Shit, shit. Feel so good," Felix slurred, eyes rolling to the back at the warmth engulfing his cock. You bobbed your head at a relentless pace, his cock head making a filthy 'pop' sound every time he slid perfectly down your throat. Felix thrashed in his seat, his body quivering from the immense pleasure. You ground your hips, chasing your own orgasm as you swallowed around Felix's cock. "Cum-cumming," he wailed, digging his nails into the seat.

You sucked, gulping down every last drop. Felix mewled, his body convulsing as your mouth held a tight suction around his cock. You moaned, eyes rolling back as you came, soaking your feet with slickness. Felix's body twitched, cumming again from the overstimulation. You pulled off his cock, laying your head on his thigh. Felix lay spent, "Kiss," he rasped, jutting his bottom lip. You chuckled, wobbly standing up to kiss him.

Felix melted into your warmth, "Thank you, Mommy," he whispered, nuzzling your chest. You cooed, patting his hair, "Anytime, sunshine," you said, kissing his forehead. "You forgot to mute our call," Jisung said, jolting Felix from his daze. You shifted his messy tabs and pulled up Discord, only to see a flustered Jisung on the other end, "Didn't Chan teach you privacy, Ji?" you smirked, eyeing his oddly placed lotion on the desk.

Jisung whined, "How is it my fault your boyfriend is dumb," he grumbled, crossing his arms. "Hey, I'm not dumb," Felix retorted, glaring at the screen. You rolled your eyes, "You should've stopped listening the moment you heard him moan, Ji," you teased, turning on the camera. Jisung gulped at the sight, the both of you disheveled with post-clarity evident on your faces "Sounded hot," he mumbled, looking away. You smirked, "What was that?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Ugh, you both sounded hot now fuck off," Jisung rambled, ending the call. You looked at Felix and instantly burst into laughter, "Do you still want to bake?" you asked, wiping a stray tear. Felix nodded, "Yeah, just let me wash up and we can start," he said, pulling you in for another kiss. 

[taekjo0]

Heaven: Bang chan x Male reader

Pairing; Bang Chan x Male reader

Afab DNI!

Cw; Car sex, hair pulling, spit used as lube, dom! Bang Chan, sub! Reader, cockwarming, spanking, hickies, oral sex, rimming, nipple play, choking, deep throat, passenger prince(?), mentions of alcohol, drunk reader, pet names, degradation, fucked dumb/dumb fucked

an; It took hot minutes in between this to let my brain process.

You kept your eyes focused on the tinted car window, avoiding eye contact with Bang Chan. Since you had snuck out that night, he had a dissatisfied expression plastered across his face. Your friend, Felix, had texted him that you were completely hungover after swigging down multiple shots of alcohol, so he came to pick you up. Chan shifted his gaze towards you, whose cheeks were flushed from the alcohol.

"What prompted you to go out and have a drink?" He glanced over at your intoxicated state, earning a muffled 'I don't know' from you. Chan scoffed before pulling into the driveway of your house. You tried to get out of the car, but he locked the door.

"Where do you think you're going?" He muttered while pushing your seat back all the way and straddling you. He unfastened his belt along with unbuckling yours and pulled his lengthy member out of his boxers. Following that, he removed your boxers and placed the tip of his penis against your entrance.

You squealed as you felt his penis enter your back hole, despite it only being a quarter inside you. He had one hell of a big dick... He pushed deeper into you, causing you to gasp and mumble. "Huh? You like that? Slutty boy... such a slutty fucking boy." Your tightness then caused him to groan.

Once he was fully in, he pulled out and rammed his dick right back into your warmth, earning a loud moan from you. He continued to thrust faster, and faster. There just seemed to be no end in sight... It just felt like he was fucking you dumb. And to think that he didn't even consider to at least loosen you up first. It felt like your hole was ripping and tearing.

Chan gazed down at you with lustful eyes and then slammed against your prostate, causing you to jerk and moan loudly. Your moans of pleasure caused him to snicker out of amusement. Once he found your good spot, he rammed that particular spot aggressively with his massive cock.

He moaned at the way your hole kept clenching on his veiny member each time he thrusted. He then withdrew his penis from your hole, leaving you feeling empty. He then slapped your ass before shoving you in between his legs, his cock grinding against your cheek. "Suck it like a good boy." He uttered a murmur before grasping a small amount of your hair and squeezing his erection down your throat.

"If you bite it I'll fuck you 'till you pass out." He threatened with a snarl before starting to thrust back and forth into your mouth. After a while of the ruthless thrusts he released into your mouth, his hot, sticky semen coating the back of your throat.

"Swallow." He demanded as you promptly do as told and gulp the white substance down. He then lays back on the seat and forces you to sit on his chest, your back facing him. Following that, he spits on your hole and starts to rim you, licking your hole vigorously. You let out a surprised moan as he inserted his tongue inside you.

He smiled smugly and kissed your hole before starting to leave constellations of hickies all over your thighs.

"How about we go inside and finish there?"

[charmercharm3r]

hershey kisses

LFX

7/8 of the Sleepwear Series

Masterlist

wc: 4.3k

Synopsis: Sugar, spice, and everything nice. And a little salty.

warnings: smut, explicit sexual content, sub!Felix x softdom fem!reader, alcohol consumption, they're both tipsy but not drunk and everything is consensual!!, unprotected sex (wrap it up), oral (m receiving), lots and lots of kisses! (literally used the word 17 times I counted), overstimulation, creampie, very lovey dovey until it isn't

No, you weren’t surprised when you came home to the smell of warm chocolate filling your apartment, though you never got tired of it– Felix had a habit of forgetting to crack a window whenever he was baking. What caught you off guard was the bottles of alcohol taking up space on your kitchen counter. There were tall bottles, short ones, cans of foreign drinks you had no idea what they were. That with the big mixing bowl filled with something chocolatey, you were as confused as ever.

“Hi baby!” He cheered excitedly, beaming a bright smile and waving with enthusiasm. You greeted him back, lightly jogging to where he stood in the kitchen and giving him a kiss.

Licking your lips, you could taste the faint traces of alcohol, looking around to see what he was having. “Without me? You’re having your own party,” you joked, kissing him one more time. Felix chased after you when you pulled away and whined for more, which you couldn’t ever refuse.

“‘M making chocolate whiskey. Had to test run the drinks before putting it in,” Felix went back to mixing the bowl as you found the open bottle of whiskey nearby, lifting it to your nose and cringing back at the smell. 

Finding a clean spoon, you dipped it into the bowl and tasted his concoction. The taste of the alcohol overpowered the chocolate by a mile, “baby, you’re not supposed to be getting drunk off chocolate whiskey.” You tossed it into the sink and grabbed two clean glasses instead, opening the new bottle of rum that sat nearby. There were litters of chocolate packets in addition to whatever other ingredients he’d bought.

“I just thought the more, the better.” Felix opened his mouth for you to put a piece of chocolate on his tongue, drinking it down with a sip of the young rum. He chewed it for a few seconds before his eyes went wide and let out a pleasantly surprised, “mmm!”

You laughed as he opened his mouth for more and cleared a space on the counter so you could sit to watch him. It didn’t take much for either of you to start feeling the effects of the alcohol, the combination of it with the sugary chocolate was addicting. By the time the chocolate whiskey was ready to be chilled, you and Felix were a giggly, tipsy mess. He may have left the bowl in the fridge for a bit too long because he was glued standing between your legs, letting you feed him a piece, kiss his lips, then take another sip. It was tough for him to scoop out of the bowl so you could help him in rolling into a ball, they were almost solid.

It was a nice moment to share, him laughing at anything and everything you said as he attempted to dig the chocolate out of the bowl, still standing so close that your legs brushed his torso. Common was that when the two of you were home together, rarely were you ever not touching one another in some way. Though, it wasn’t always like that. Perhaps his need for skinship rubbed off on you to the point that you don’t remember a time where you hated his invasion of personal space. Your bubble is his bubble.

Eventually, you both grew tired of his little cooking project and decided to let it sit to thaw. Without missing a beat, Felix enticed you into sitting on the floor of your shared living room with the seemingly endless bags of chocolate and a few more bottles of alcohol. The two of you were testing how the different liquors tasted with the sweets.

His back was against the couch and legs spread for you to sit cross legged between them. Felix mindlessly traced patterns on the tops of your knees, watching intently the dainty way your fingers unwrapped the chocolate and made its way into your mouth. He didn’t seem to notice his tongue poking out and licking across his bottom lip. It was cute, you couldn’t help but poke his tongue back into his mouth, though it didn’t make him stop staring.

Felix was never afraid of eye contact, in fact it’s why you were attracted to him in the first place. He made you feel seen, like he was always listening to whatever you had to say. Even if the things you said didn’t make sense, he contributed to it and always played along, like now.

“Do you ever get tired of drinking alone with me?” You didn’t think as you asked the question, taking a small sip of rum. Felix had stolen the bottle from you, rapidly shaking his head, no.

“Never. It’s more fun when it’s just us. Why do you ask?” He bent his knees, encasing you between his legs like a makeshift shield.

“Just ‘cause… I worry sometimes.” Shrugging and popping another sweet into your mouth, you didn’t raise your head to meet his eyes.

“That I’m not enjoying myself?” Felix held your chin between his thumb and forefinger and brought your face up. The slight fall of your shoulders made him coo, “oh, baby. You know I’d rather drink warm alcohol with you than be overstimulated in a loud, crowded bar with overpriced drinks any day of the week.”

Wise choice of his words, your ears perked, “overstimulated, you say?” You looked at him now and wiggled your eyebrows. Felix’s laughter echoed throughout the room as he dazedly fell forward into your arms, swaying the two of you back and forth. He was incredibly warm, that boy could’ve baked cookies on his abs if he laid out in the sun long enough. 

“But seriously, babe,” he nuzzled into your neck, placing soft, uncalculated kisses, “I could never get tired of being with you. Besides! We’re the fun ones.” His hands slipped down to your ass, cupping handfuls to pull you flush against his chest and crotches pressed together. No matter how small the action, you could feel the slight twitch in his pants.

You shifted to straddle him more comfortably and thread your fingers through his hair. “See, I know that you’re right but I still feel like I’m keeping you from hanging out with your friends.” The change in mood had him looking at you in the eyes, particularly sad about the pout on your lips.

“Why do you think that?” Felix brushed stray hair from your face, keeping your cheek in his palm and the other firmly on your ass.

“I dunno, guess it’s just lingering insecurities. Most guys use it as an excuse to break up with their partners, ya know.” Your tone wasn’t accusing, but rather matter of factly.

“Don’t you know by now I’m not like most guys?” raising an eyebrow at you, Felix smirked.

“Mhm, poetic and cringey. Gimme kiss.”

He caved without another thought and melted against your lips, tongue tasting like chocolate and alcohol and love. He loves kissing more than anything else, claiming it makes him feel so close to you. He’d do it anywhere, anytime and all you had to do was ask. It made him get a little dumb sometimes and get a bit too lost in the plush of your lips.

Though, he pulled away before that could happen, “was that sarcasm?” You raised an eyebrow. “I can be poetic, forreal.”

“I never said you couldn’t,” you laughed.

“Listen, listen,” Felix let go of you for a second to suck on another piece of chocolate, letting it melt. “Kiss me once,” the tone of his voice was as soft and deep as it’d go, he pecked your cheek, “and kiss me twice,” on the other side, “then kiss me once again.” Goosebumps covered your skin as the bass-like vibrations of his words drifted through you like a melody, pressing his lips to yours once more and immediately followed by the chocolate flavor. His tongue coated yours with the sugary treat and you felt hungrier than you’d had all day. Though, with the flush on his cheeks and gentle way he kissed you, Felix looked more than fit to eat.

Keeping you tight against him, his hands tangled themselves into your hair as he broke away to speak again breathlessly, “it’s been a long, looong time.” He took his time to say the words, smooth, sultry, dragging out each syllable. “Haven’t felt,” peck, “like this, my dear,” smooch, “since can’t remember when. It’s been a,” nuzzle, “long,” caress, “looong,” kiss, “time,” and a deep, gasping lock of your lips together. Everything felt like it was happening in slow motion, yet all too fast. The effects of the alcohol were blanketing both your already intensely present arousal and desire to make the two of you a needy, desperate mess, grasping and groping one another as if either of you’d disappear at any second.

As you grind harder into him, Felix’s hips cant up and he can’t help but moan into your mouth. The fondness that fueled you was the same thing that caused you to pull away and say, “that sounds a lot like a song I know.”

“Nope, came straight from my humongous brain.”

“If your name is Louis Armstrong, then yeah, I believe you.” He gripped the undersides of your thighs and lifted you off the floor, headed for your shared bedroom.

“I was thinking more like Kitty Kallen’s version.”

He sat on the edge of the bed and sat you on his lap again, pulling you down with him as Felix laid back. The pink decorating his cheeks as a result of all the drinking made him glow, charming eyes glossed over ever so slightly and looking up at you so warmly. You reached down to cup his cheek, run your thumb over his bruising red lips. They fell open, parting just a little for you to push the digit in. He stuck his tongue out before you could and guided it by the pad of your thumb, immediately closing his lips and sucking gently. “Pretty kitty,” you whispered, simply admiring him.

Neither of you spoke for a little while longer, just looking at each other with alcohol induced gazes and hearts in your eyes. Then you pull your thumb away, a string of saliva following as you stick it in your own mouth to taste the chocolate and rum mixture. Felix watched you with doe eyes and tongue poking at the corner of his mouth once again. “Mmm, sweet,” you say as you peck his lips one more time. “How’re you feeling?”

Felix just tugged you in again, groaning against your lips louder. Pushing him back lightly, “answer me, baby.”

“‘M perfectly tipsy, ‘nd I want you,” he pawed at the waistband of your shorts and underwear, tugging and letting the elastic snap against your skin.

Giggling when you dove down to kiss his cheek and scatter them around his face, Felix couldn’t keep his hands from continuing to roam, squeezing and caressing every part of your body firmly and lovingly. It was his way of appreciating you, telling you without telling you how infatuated he is. You traversed beneath his jaw, down his neck and occasionally biting his skin to feel his hands grip you tighter. It took a bit of coercing to make him pull away long enough to get rid of his and your shirts, even more so to get you both naked seeing as neither of you were able to keep your hands to yourselves.

But when you finally did, Felix propped himself on his elbows as he watched you, ogled your naked body from top to bottom until he met your eyes. He tilted his head down, waiting patiently for you to make a move. You cock your head to the side, “feeling a bit lazy tonight, pretty kitty?”

The slightly calm yet authoritative tone you took made Felix bite his lip and shake his head, no. “Oh? Just wanna be taken care of then?” His cock twitched at that, a bead of precum dribbling onto his abdomen. “I know you do, sweetheart.” You spread his knees wider and kneeled between them, then tucked his heels in tight to either side of your body. “Just relax, okay pretty kitty?” Felix whimpered in return, unable to look away as you peered up at him.

Keeping your eyes locked, you stuck your tongue out and ran it from the base, all the way up. His entire body shivered, goosebumps spreading along every inch of his skin. When you flattened your tongue to taste more of him, Felix let out a long sigh accompanied by his thigh muscles tensing and hands attempting to restrain themselves. While some might be put off by his intense stare, it was enthralling to you, especially the way he slowly blinked and rolled his eyes back when you did something he was particularly sensitive to. His hips kicked up and shallowly thrusted when you took him in your mouth, his own jaw completely slack and on the verge of drooling.

Felix was always a sucker for that, the messy, wet, lewd feeling that came from doing anything with your mouth. When you began to bob your head up and down his tip, occasionally dipping your tongue into his slit, he cried for more. You gave it to him because his pleas were just so cute, and took more, just holding him in your mouth. When the saliva started to build under your tongue, then you moved. The slurping noises and his whines sounded so good together that you were afraid he’s cum from that alone, it wouldn’t be the first time. Both of you were already worked up, the alcohol made you hazy enough to not feel the soreness in your jaw from keeping it open for so long. Felix was growing closer and closer with each down stroke, nothing but your mouth, drool, and watery eye contact edging him along.

Just as he braced himself tighter to start bucking up, you pulled off with a loud gulp and sat back. Loudly he groaned a high pitched whimper, rutting into the air and cock slapping against his stomach. Sighing, Felix’s body twitched at the loss of contact while you kissed up his abdomen, gently guiding him to scoot further up the bed and lay down. “Wanna try something new?” You say against the skin of his chest and teething lightly at his collar bones.

“New?” he murmured back only half paying attention because of how hot he felt now that you soaking crotch hovered over his.

“In a way. I think you’ll like it though, don’t worry baby. Trust me?”

Felix nodded rapidly and bit his already swollen lips, “trust you.”

Just to keep him on his toes, you crawled back down his body again and planted short but sweet kisses to the inside of his ankles, all the while looking up at him through your lashes. He kept wide eyes in anticipation, growing curiouser and curiouser with every touch of your lips up the length of his skin. As you hiked his knees up to his chest, Felix’s breath hitched. You didn’t dilly dally much longer as your own growing need was becoming overwhelming, simply licking a long, fat stripe from the rim of his ass to his balls, sucking them in for a second and moving to tower over him again. Felix had no idea what to do other than moan at everything you did to him.

He felt exposed with how you looked him up and down, was this how you always felt being below him? Either way, he loved it. He loved the excited glimmer in your eyes and how your nails were already digging into the bottoms of his thighs. He loved how soft your skin felt, the slight dizziness of the alcohol, and how that made him have tunnel vision for you and only you, more than he already did if that was even possible.

You opened his knees up, instructing him to keep them there as you took his cock in hand, giving him a few slow strokes. “Relax, pretty kitty. Gonna make you feel good, okay?”

“Hurry– need you,” he mewled even more, growing impatient the longer you teased yourself with his red, flared tip.

Laughing lightly, you raised yourself higher and positioned him at your entrance and sunk down, slowly until your thighs pressed against the bottoms of his. The unconventional position opened up a whole new world of pleasure, not just for you, but him as well. Though usually he leaned more on the submissive side, Felix always loved to prove himself to you by doing most of the work in bed. 

The tip of his cock fit snug against your sweet spot, not even having to try to aim for it this way. The both of you were already losing your voices moaning, but as you lifted your hips back and slammed back into him, Felix’s eyes rolled back and you knew he was done for. You felt like you were floating despite continuously ramming your body against him.

How brainless he felt, getting fucked without actually getting fucked, and getting fucked hard. The only thing that could’ve made this better was if you were kissing him. Though, he understood why you couldn’t, too lost in your own pleasure to think about that right now. You made up for it by just continuing to use him, disregard him as if he were just a cock to fuck and get yourself off on. That part was unintentional, however, you didn’t stop there.

You pushed your body weight forward, leaning onto him by the backs of his thighs and using gravity to rock into him with every upstroke. If the sound of your skin slapping together didn’t give away what was happening, his moans sure as hell did. And Felix not so silently loved every second of it. He felt vulnerable and filthy and sweaty and intoxicated and so, so enamored. Together for who knows how long and you still never fail to amaze him.

Just that in mind, along with how pussy drunk he was, he was reaching his end much quicker than he’d hoped, but you just felt too good not to blow. You were creeping towards your own and well on your way, clit grinding up and down the top of his cock every time you rolled your hips.

Initially, you were afraid he’d reject your idea, seeing as it might’ve been uncomfortable and he had every right to say no, which you were prepared for. But oh how far from that you were now. Now, even if you weren’t so much focused on his pleasure as you were yours, you could see his belly contracting and attempting to force the high down just to keep up. “Go ahead, baby. Cum. I won’t be mad,” you say with as much brain power as you can muster, seeing as it’s getting harder and harder not to cum, yourself.

His voice, having been whiney and high all night, suddenly dropped into the lower register and bounced along with your tempo, along with his tongue drooping out the corner of his mouth. You took it upon yourself to stick two fingers in your mouth and then pop it into his, his tongue loving the weight and even more that you shoved them in and out in time with your hips. That must’ve been the cherry on top, having something to suck on, Felix attempted to say, “cum– cumming, ah– fuck!”

He let himself go with an extraordinarily loud cry, cum coating his entire dick as you ceased to slow down insearch of your own orgasm. Overstimulated and exhausted, Felix shuddered and was on the verge of tears but couldn’t stop moaning. He held onto your wrists that pinned his knees in place, needing something more to ground him. It burned so painfully good, for both of you. You, with your high on the tip of your tongue and Felix, teetering of either passing out or crying but loving it so much.

But he did neither of those, when you reached your orgasm, it somehow strung one more from him as well, dry and white hot. Your cunt clenched and pulsed so tightly around him that Felix felt like he was almost suffocating within you and if he were to die now, he couldn’t have been happier. It didn’t feel as though your orgasm subsided when you looked down to find your boyfriend with his eyes rolling back, sweaty and red in the face that bled down to his chest, something straight out of a porno.

Letting his now flaccid cock keep you plugged, you leaned over and sweetly kissed his lips, close-lipped and gentle and all too chaste for the events that just occurred. You guided his legs back down and maneuvered to straddle him, somehow doing so without spilling any of his cum and laying your body weight onto his chest. Felix immediately wrapped his arms around you and tipped your bodies over to lay more comfortably.

The room was quiet aside from the both of your heavy breaths and the occasional smack of your lips coming together and breaking apart. “I think I had a sugar high,” Felix muttered into your hair.

You laughed at the random comment, “I think that was more than a sugar high.”

“No, really! How the fuck did you do that?”

“I told you that you’d like it.”

“We need to do that again. I’m so, so serious.” Felix peered down at you, eyes big and suddenly wide awake.

“I don’t think you’ll have to wait too long, baby.” You consoled him, reaching up and stroking his cheek to ask for another kiss. The deep rumble of your belly made the both of you break out into giggles. “Hungry,” you mutter against him.

“Me too.”

“But I’ll be cold if I get up.”

“I’ll come with you.”

You hummed happily, slowly pulling away so that he fell from your pussy as gently as possible but both winced anyway. You were going to get up, but just had to take one last look at him in his post nut glow, “pretty kitty,” you whisper and give him another quick peck.

Digging through his dresser, you stole a pair of his clean boxers and slipped them on, tossing one his way before he followed you. You were about to open the door when you felt the dripping feeling of his cum and ran to grab a napkin to catch it. Felix took it upon himself to leave the room first, not thinking anything of it when he walked into the living room with you on his tail. Then he stopped and you ran face first into his bare back.

“Ack– what the fu–”

Felix was suddenly spinning you around and quickly pushing you back into the bedroom and shutting the door behind him. “What are you–”

“We can never show our faces in public ever again,” he said with a straight expression.

“Why?” You raise your eyebrow.

“Because there's seven of our friends in our living room drinking our alcohol and eating our chocolate and I don’t know why.”

“So why can’t we show our faces in public?”

“Because I’m 100% sure they heard everything we just did.”

The choked gag you let out had you falling back onto the bed, laughing away the embarrassment until he chucked a t-shirt at you with giggles of his own. “They’re your bandmates! You go talk to them,” you encouraged.

“I can’t! I can never look them in the eyes ever again.” Felix slid another shirt over his head as he paced back and forth. “If you go out there, then they can’t say anything because then it’ll be like they’re the weird ones for listening.”

“Okay, okay.” 

Confidently, you shrugged on some sweats for extra decency out of embarrassment and let yourself out into the living room where the seven pairs of eyes avoided your gaze entirely. “Did you at least order food if you’re gonna drink all my alcohol?” You sat yourself on the floor, stealing the rum you were drinking earlier from Jisung– who looked even more disgruntled as you took a sip.

It was silent for a moment before Changbin, leaning into an uneasy Hyunjin on the couch, “Chinese.”

“Nice. I’m starving.”

“How did you get him to make that noise?” Minho on the other side of the coffee table spoke up, seeming genuinely curious. Suddenly all of them seemed interested.

“I think I’d rather die than share that information.”

“At least tell us the position,” he pressed, “for educational purposes.”

It didn’t look like any of them were going to drop the matter. “Why are you all in my house?”

“Felix texted the group chat earlier this afternoon to come over… for game night…” Chan murmured and held up his phone with the group chat, acting a shield for Seungmin and Jeongin to avert their eyes. As you looked around the room, you saw the board for monopoly on the coffee table and all the pieces scattered about. You raised an eyebrow, confused as to when he did that and how they all agreed that tonight of all nights would be game night without bothering to tell you. Then, you turned back to the room to see your boyfriend standing in the doorway, face red as an apple, and not the glowy kind. "I do not remember doing that..."

You could tell he knew he was guilty just by the way he stood, shoulders shrugged and eyes round. Looking back at the group, you deadpanned, “on his back, his legs up and dick pointed do–”

He ran to pick you up and carry you back to the bedroom, echoes of laughter filling the apartment as the doorbell rang, “my Chinese food!” But Felix had already locked the two of you away for who knows what punishments to come.

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A/N: if someone could enlighten me and tell me the name of this position id actually really love to know...research purposes

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[bandgie]

could you maybe write smth with felix having a mommy and humiliation kink? :3

a/n: yuuhhhh

MDNI 18+, strap use, anal (m!), fem/dom!reader, bondage, feminization

drabble ahead! (451wrds)

When you wear the strap, you're usually the one to fuck Felix. Watching him writhe under you when you sink deeper into him. How his legs wrap around your waist to bring you closer even though he's crying for you to slow down. God, he truly is a sight. 

However, you want to make him work for it this time. You think that you're too easy on him. He starts expecting you to please him. For you to give give give while he takes takes takes. 

That's hardly fair, isn't it?

His hips are messily bouncing on yours. His hands are bound behind his back, long blonde hair messily falls over his face as he pathetically rides you. He's trying though, you give him that. Felix pants and whines, lips trembling in what you can only assume is frustration. 

"Fuck me, please." It's a desperate plea that leaves him. His limp cock dribbles with precum on your stomach, gathering in your belly button. Your response to Felix is a rough slap on his ass. The force makes him yelp, nearly toppling over you and losing his balance. 

You grab the flesh of his ass harshly, stilling his hips so he's fully sat on your silicone cock. He squirms in your grasp, gasping for air as the tip of your strap hits the depths of his stomach. 

"Did I say you could fuckin' speak?" Another slap has him crying out, hot tears sliding down his face. 

He shakes his head aggressively, looking at you with desperation. "I'm sorry! Fuck mommy I'm so sorry." Sobs tumbling from his red lips as well as drool. It runs from the corner of his lips to his chin, mixing with his tears until it drips onto his chest.

Felix can cry all he wants, but you know what your boy likes. He likes to be pushed to his limit and likes to be used until he feels like nothing but a toy that you can break. 

You tut disapprovingly at your lover. The sound of your tongue clicking makes him shiver, more tears sliding down his pretty face. "So much talking," you pinch his ass. "I can't even feel your pussy. Should I use your mouth instead?" 

More tears, and another whimper before he lifts his hips and slams back down. 

"N-no mommy," he manages to speak through his sobs. "I want to cum on your cock. Please l-let me. I'll be good I promise."

His answer makes you smile, though it's hardly innocent. You loosen your grip on his small waist to let him ride you once more. "Oh good boy," your praise makes him shiver. "Keep riding so mommy can cum inside you okay?"

[incognitoleeknow]

The College Blonde

Synopsis:

After getting stuck trying make your assignment deadline, you find your life taking a quick turn for the pleasurable when you meet a stunning blonde who seems to be just the thing you needed to reignite your creativity.

Pairing: Dom!Femreader x Sub!Felix

Genre: Porn w/o plot, smut

Word count: 3.2k

College AU. Porn without plot. Lust at first sight. Strangers to lovers. Jeongin makes a cameo in the beginning as MC's best friend. Pleasure-dom reader. Submissive Felix. Mommy kink (Felix calls reader "mommy" once). Slight dacryphilia. Light orgasm denial. Reader uses nicknames like "good boy, kitten". Body worship. Blowjob (Male receiving). Corruption kink. Exhibitionism (sex in public). Y/N POV.

A/n: This is my first time writing a fic so be as brutal as you wish. Also, I'm not a native english speaker and I spell like a rake so grammatical errors and spelling errors are bound to be found. You have been warned. Enjoy!

Explicit content, adult themes, suitable for 18+ only.

This is an original work. Do not repost, re-upload or otherwise redistribute.

© Novemer 2024 by IncognitoLeeKnow.

"Thank you for cheering me up today. I honestly don't know what I would do without you." 

You took an elongated sip from your americano, sighing in delight as you felt the icy liquid pass your tongue, temporarily relieving you from the blistering summer heat. 

"You didn't leave me much of a choice now, did you?" Jeongin said as a playfull smirk creeped up the corners of his mouth.   

"Oh, Yeah?" You looked up with a raised eyebrow, taking a small break from the date with your iced americano. 

"We both know you could never say 'no' to me." You flickered your eyebrows in a playfull display of challange, a satisfactory smile taking form on your plump lips. 

Sighing in defeat, Jeongin leaned back into the soft leather cushions of the Cafe chair. Followed by a soft chuckle as he said,

"Yeah well, you got me there I guess. So how's the paper coming along?" Concern in his voice apparent, albeit unessesary. 

You knew he was referring to this semesters paper. And even though it started off as a fun and easy assignment, you had now hit the dreaded fictional wall. Apparently any topic could get you feeling bored and filled with anxiety, given lack of creativity. 

A small bump in the road, you were sure. The typical cycle of the creative progress. For inspiration surely is lucrative albeit a fleeting thing, and you suppose you would have to simply wait, until creativity decided to grace your mind with its presence once again. 

Insert Jeongin and your eager request to meet him for coffee. You were best friends and had been since the second week of college. You had been late, as you usually were, running across campus with hurried steps in futile hopes of getting to the lecture hall before your professor. 

That same morning, however, your sleep ridden brain failed to remember how to tie your shoelaces. Instead opting for the much faster approach of simply tucking said laces into the sides, between your shoe and your feet. Resulting in the typical sitcom fall-over-your-own-feet plot, successfully yeeting your body towards the ground at a horrifying speed. 

Standing just a few feet away observing the borderline comical fall, Jeongin hurried over to you and asked if you were okay. 

A quick visit to the nurses office, thanks to repeatedly insisting on Jeongin's part, you found yourself earning a sprained wrist along with your first college friend. 

"Y/N?" Jeongin asked with slite concern. 

"Huh? Oh, sorry, I must've spaced out for a second. What was the question again?" You asked as you shook your head, slowly blinking your eyes, trying to snap back to reality. 

"You seem stressed, are you okay?" He said as he leaned forward, taking your hands in his own. 

"Nah, it's not as bad as it might appear. I think I just need to blow off some steam, you know?" You gave his hands a reassuring squeeze, thankful for his genuine concern. 

"Some steam, ey?" Mischievous smile returning to his lips along with a playful eyebrow raise. 

"Oh come on, you know what I mean. I just need to have a night out with friends or something." You said, shaking off Jeongin's suggestive sarcasm.

 Although you would have lied if you would had said that the thought of a steamy night with a stranger did not intrigue you. 

To be completely honest with yourself, the thought alone made you clench around nothing. But where would you even find someone? On campus? Not a fucking chance. 

***

With a huge smile on your lips, you waved goodbye to your friend, feeling somewhat relieved for the first time in a hot minute. 

You took a deep breath, letting the sent of greenery and sunshine envelope your senses. You could feel your muscles slowly relaxing as you stretched your body, arms high above your head. 

With a newly given optimism and drive, courtesy of your bff, you decided to take the opportunity to go to the campus library, in hopes of finding some additional inspiration for your paper. 

Walking with slow, unhurried steps you went through the campus park, taking in the scenery around you, coming to a stop before the fountain placed in the center of the grounds. 

You had always liked this fountain and the majestic water display it provided. 

Taking a few minutes to admire the way the water elegantly sprayed from the unpolished steel structure. Your mood brightened by the way the droplets formed an array of colors in the sunlight, gleefully watching as they bounced playfully against the wet surface and reconnected with the marbled pool at the base. 

Indeed, the soothing sound of water hitting the wet surface, was you favorite. Surely nothing could be more relaxing than this. 

Closing your eyes, you let the world disappear into the background as time seemingly came to a halt around you. 

Ah, peace of mind...

You exhaled a deep breath with feeling of an oncoming gentle, warm summer breeze. 

The presence of another soul beside you, made you quickly snap back to reality however, effectively bursting the ethereal bubble you created with a loud 'pop'. 

A hint of annoyance crossed your features, as you slowly cracked an eye open to see the person responsible. 

Your annoyance, was quickly replaced by sheer astonishment followed by a hushed gasp as your eyes took in the being standing beside you. If you did not know any better, you would have sworn you were looking at an angel. He was long, muscular in built with broad shoulders and long, blond traces elegantly falling along his sharp jawline. Beautiful, wooden eyes and a galaxy of freckles displayed across rose tinted cheeks. He was starring ahead, at the fountain no doubt, seemingly oblivious to your less than stellar reaction to his visuals. 

You forced yourself out of your trance. Feeling somewhat embarrassed by your blatant display of lack of self-control. You absent-mindedly looked at your watch trying to, unsuccessfully, appear unaffected by the stunning stranger. 

"Shit!" 

Your sudden exclamation startles the poor boy beside you, making his eyes follow you in confused horror as you took off sprinting towards the library, remembering your upcoming assignment deadline.

***

Time sure flies fast when you are looking at a whole God damn meal. Unfortunately time moves slower than a fucking snail when you are doing an assignment you do not have even the 10th of as much of an interest doing.

With the deadline for your paper being only a couple of weeks away, you felt the pressure of adulthood on you. With a sigh, you closed yet another book you found failed to provide you with the information you needed. Pushing back your chair, you got up to start umpteenth round of ramaging the many sections of the library. 

You walked torwards the deepest end of the library, the part reserved for professors who once or twice a year came to refresh their memory of some long forgotten trivia or, the occasional horny campus couple looking to spice up their sexual endeavors. You suppose it was the perfect place for privacy, given the lack of sunlight as well as the lack of efficient lighting of space. Leaving visitors with less than pleasant experience, at least if you were actually looking for something. 

You went from hardback to hardback, squinting your eyes trying decipher the titles, looking for that one book Jeongin said "will definitely help you". 

Trolleys with books crammed the isle, no doubt to the fault of the newly appointed campus librarian who always seemed to be more interested in hitting on whatever cute girl walked past, instead of actually doing his job. You made a mental note to remind him of his duties at a later time. 

Without much attention spared to the snug space that surrounded you, you found yourself coming to a sudden halt as your face connected with something halfway through the giant bookshelf. 

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't see you" You said reflexively as you lifted your gaze to meet the person in front of you. 

"No worries, mate" the deep voiced, blonde stranger replied, flashing an innocent smile that might as well have blinded you. 

You instantly recognized him, and of course anyone would. The beauty of this man was unforgettable, to say the least. You were a bit taken aback by his deep voice, the depth of it unexpected, given his angelic face. 

You gave a polite nodd his way and he smiled as he returend to reading the book in his hands. 

Not wanting to disturb his reading session, you quietly moved to get past him, to continue your search. The small passageway and seemingly endlessly littered books and trolleys making your efforts damn near impossible. 

"I'm sorry to bother you again, but I really need to get to the other side" you flashed an apologetic smile while pointing past the blonde with your finger as if the reason for you needing to get past him was not blithely clear already. 

He followed the gesture of your hand, and quickly answered.

"Oh, Yeah. Of course, go ahead. Miss...?" 

"Y/N." You quickly finished his sentence. "And you are..?" 

"I'm Felix, nice to meet you Y/N." he smiled as he turned, pressing his body as tightly as he could against one of the bookshelves, signaling with his hands for you to go past him. 

"Thank you." You said gratefully, adding a small head-bow. As you took a step closer, you angled your body face-to-face with his, thinking it to be the lesser of two evils. 

Your bodies painfully flushed together as you tried to wiggle your way past him and the unfortunately placed trolly, that for whatever reason seemed to be welded to the floor. His hands moved to hold the sides of your t-shirt in an attempt to help stabilize your steps. 

His cologne engulfed your senses with the close proximity, making you clench around nothing as you could feel wetness starting to form between your legs as your body unconsciously moved an inch closer to the man infront of you. 

You dared a glace at him, pleasantly surprised at the sight you were met with. 

Felix's cheeks had flushed a pink hue, eyes closed in an apparent attempt at self-restraint, lower lip caught between his teeth. 

Cute... 

Your body moved as if on que, your mind not even registering your movements before your hands made contact with the flushed blonde before you, tracing feather light, experimental touches across the sides of his torso, gliding up to settle on the pecks of his chest. His grip on your shirt tightend as a barely audible whimper escaped his lips. 

The delighted smirk on your face met by his surprised one. Seemingly unable to register the sound that had previously escaped him. 

"I- I'm Sorry..." he cleared his throat, embarrassed eyes turning away as his small voice trailed off mid-sentence. 

Perfect... 

A wicked smile on your lips, you leaned into his ear and whispered,

"That's one hell of a delicious sound you got there, Kitten" you leaned back to look at him as his eyes snapped back to meet yours, unsure if he had heard you right. 

Your lustful eyes made him swallow thickly. You felt his cock twitch against your core and the color of his cheeks turned from pink to a deep crimson, spreading all the way to his ears. You licked your lips. His breath hitching in anticipation as you moved to close the distance between you.  

You raised your hands to cup his burning cheeks, trapping him in a passionate kiss, taking away whatever little resolve he had as he melted into your touch. 

One hand taking a firm grip of the roots of his hair, gently pulling him back, deepening the kiss, the other tracing down his chest, past his chiseled abs, stopping at the apparent bulge to stroke some much needed relief over his strained core. The sound of wet kisses and whimpers filling the tight space between bookshelves. 

You broke the kiss to give room for a much needed oxygen boost. Your lungs desperately deprived of air, and by the looks of it, you were not the only one. Felix was panting helplessly, pleading eyes begging you not to stop. 

"Tell me what you want" voice hushed and sultry, devilish eyes meeting his hooded ones. Felix broke eye contact, seemingly embarrassed of the thought of voicing his desires. You pressed you chest to his, warm breath making him shutter as it fanned over the shell of his ear.

"Use you words Kitten, and I'll make you feel real good, yeah?"

Moving slowly downward, you let your tongue taste his neck before leaving a trail of wet kisses along his collarbone. 

You unbuttoned his pants, letting your hand slip inside the leathery material. Teasingly stroking his length as you coaxed the boy to speak. 

"I want to... ah... t-touch you." he finally mustered between staggered breaths. His husky, submissive tone sent a shot of electricity straight to your core, making your cunt throb.

"If you want to touch me, you'll have to earn it, Kitten." Crouching down to your knees, you placed your hands on the back of his thighs. Stroking reassuring circles with your thumbs before teasing digits followed the outline of his clothed muscles, stopping by the hem of his pants. 

You swiftly removed the piece of clothing, freeing his cock with a slight bounce and left the fabric to pool around his ankles. 

His breath clung to his lugns, turning into a relieved moan of as he felt you wrap your hand around his base, gently gripping him. His muscles tensed beneath your hand as you applied a bit more pressure. You kept eye contact with him as you reached out to taste his twitching cock. Going base to tip in one painfully slow drag with your hot, wet tongue, you eventually shut your eyes. A satisfied hum escaped your throat as the salty precum connected with your taste buds.

As you opened your eyes to reap the fruits of your labor, you felt his member twitch expectantly in your hands as your eyes met. Hooded eyes filled with lustful anticipation, his body trembled with your every touch in the most delicious display of sinful submission. 

Oh, what a delectable scene to behold. 

You moved to grip the hem of his shirt pulling it upwards, exposing his sculpture abs with it. You took your time admiring the way his honey glossed skin prickled as you applied feather light kisses to them. He really must have been hand crafted by Venus herself. His waist was slim, shoulder wide. He was not just pretty, he was gorgeous. You had to mentally slap yourself to keep yourself focused. 

"Here Kitten, be a good boy and hold this in your mouth for me." Felix wasted no time following your command, his hand trembled as he reached to take the fabric out of your way. 

"Words Kitten..." you commanded, voice low and hushed. 

"Y-yes, Mommy" he breathlessly stiffled out as he placed the fabric between his teeth. 

The sudden impromptu nickname surprised you.

It was an unexpected answer to say the least, albeit not entirely unwelcomed. You would not have guessed he had it in him based your first impression of him, but then again, you would not have guessed him to be this submissive either, so you supposed you should not been so taken aback by it. You should never judge a book by its cover after all. 

You scuffed. A subtle pleased smirk gracing your features before responding to his enthusiasm with a faint,

"Good boy." 

You wrapped your plump lips around his length, slowly lowering yourself over him, swirling your tongue around the tip as you went down.

You moved your hand to cup his balls, gently playing with them before you started to apply gentle pressure, stroking the underside of his length. 

"I-I can't... ah... so.. so good!" Subtle beeds of pleasure starting to form at the corners of his eyes. 

Felix leaned his head back against the heavy bookshelf as his hands gently fell to the top of your head, his fingers intertwining with the strands of your hair. He offered no pressure, no aim to guide your movements. His shaky hands only set out to find a place of rest in a desperate attempt to ground himself. His hips squirmed helplessly with the building pleasure of the tortuous assault of your mouth to his core. 

You let his cock fall out of your mouth with a noticeable 'pop' and Felix looked like he was ready to do the same. His hands were trembling as he desperately tried to hold on to what little sanity he had left. 

"No cumming now, Kitten. You're going to be a good boy for me, aren't you?" Your hands continued to teasingly stroke his cock as you spoke, making it difficult for the poor boy to form a coherent answer. 

"I-... ah.. I can't..." gentle tears blurred his vision. He could feel the unsought of his release creeping menacingly close, as he struggled to get away from your touch, not wanting the pleasure to end. 

You quickly released your grip of him and watched him whimper as the sudden inaction chased his high away. His chest heaved with want, its color matching the flush of his pretty star sprinkled cheeks as he tried break through the fog of unadulterated bliss. 

"P-please.." Felix managed to let out between sobs, voice small and pleading. Bringing your tongue back to the tip of his cock, you teased him with small, wet Kitten licks before taking the length of him into your mouth. You bobbed your head in a hurried fashion, feeling his soft head bouncing off the back of your throat. 

Felix moaned loudly at the sudden intrusion, making the shirt fall from his mouth. He quickly replaced it with his fist in a desperate, albeit futile, attempt to hold back screams while the other griped his shirt anew, unable to handle the pleasure your mouth conditioned him with. 

His beautiful moans and hitched breaths spurring you on as you quickened your ministries. You could feel the wetness dripping from your neglected sex, unable to deny the effects his pleas had on you. 

"Cum for me Kitten" you said breathlessly, before returning to suck on his length with newly found determination. 

That was seemingly all the permission Felix needed, making his walls of fragile attempt to restrain come crashing down before your very eyes. Cumming with the most deliciously sinful broken moans you had ever heard. 

His orgasm sent electricity flowing through every nerve, muscles flexing and relaxing by their own accord as pearls of sweat dripped from his temples, down to his chiseled pecks. White flashes of hot bliss washing over him in waves. Cock twitching violently, coating your mouth with stripes of warm, delectable release.

You sucked him through his high, making sure to milk every last drop of his essence before swallowing, unwilling to let any of his delicious nectar go to waste.

You stood from your kneeling position, legs a tad shaky from the tiring position and carpeted concrete. You used your thumb to wipe the corner of your mouth, before licking it clean. 

Felix looked at your suggestive move, lingering chock and exhaustion from his intensive release, apparent on his stunning features. 

He looked like he was going to cum again, cock unrelentingly hard, twitching as a result of your blatant display of insatiable lust. 

"Thanks for the meal, Kitten." You winked before leaving to get your things. 

What the fuck did I just do?

***

Thank you so much for reading my fic. Please let me know if you enjoyed it by reblogging and liking my post. Be sure to let me know if you'd like a part two.

Stay dark my friends.

[kucikitty]

Boohoo Lixie~

Warnings; Overstimulation, PinV, Dacryphilia, Subby Lixie~

My first drabble hehe~

I wrote this hoe in the heat of the moment, hope you all enjoy!

If you enjoy it like, comment & rb!! <33

AS ALWAYS MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH MY CONTENT!! 18+ ONLY !!

Overstimulated Felix trying his damn near hardest to fight back the tears as you coax him out of his third orgasm. All he wants to do is be a good kitty for you, so he bites his lip and holds back as much as he can while you try and get him to give you a fourth. But it doesn’t last long, his bottom lip starts to quiver and as soon as you call it out the water works start. Tears streaming down his face, the blush on the apples of his cheeks and his nose. You don’t stop your movements when you lean down to kiss his tears away. Reassuring him he can give you one more because he’s been doing oh so well. He nods, sniffling and determined to obey you.

“You got it Lixie, just one more hmm?”

The way your pussy is clenching around him is driving him insane. You were so close and you were damned if he wouldn’t be able to handle it now.

A sob escapes his lips, “Y-yes one more.”

He hurriedly wipes his tears away, trying to hold his composure.

“Ah, ah- Only I can wipe these tears away.”

You lean forward to kiss the single tear falling down his cheek, which causes a ton more to fall. You just chuckle at his state, little does he know you get off to his crying.

Do not copy or repost my writing -> all rights to KuciKitty~

[queer-n-here]

Y'ALL I READ A FELIX X READER FIC AND THIS BOY IS NOT GETTING OUT OF MY MIND.

I wanna fuck him so bad. I wanna pound into him till he's crying, blonde hair sticking to his forehead and his eyes rolled all the way to the back of his head. I wanna tell him how fucking good he is for me, I wanna tell him how fucking beautiful he looks like that, taking my cock and shuddering with each thrust of it. I wanna call him my slut, and mine alone, and leave hickeys everywhere. His makeup artists will hate me for it, but I don't care. He's mine, and I want to leave behind my marks on him even if his audience will never really see them, even if the only people who know that I'm the one who makes him sob and laugh to equal measure are the rest of the members and the staff.

I'd fuck him so good, make him see stars and still not stop. His brain would be mush by the time I'm done with him.

[urfavskzlvr]

Birthday Princess

MINORS DNI!!!!

Mentions of: oral (both receiving), corruption kink if you squint, praise, Felix wearing a skirt

Sub!felix and afab reader (gn! Pronouns)

<established relationship>

Notes: I’m not good with grammar and punctuation so I apologize 😥 this is so much longer than I thought it would be. Uhhh ahaha… happy late birthday Felix? I know this is so late but I really don't care :3

word count: 1.4K

(I will never ever ever ever ever ever ever stop loving this picture 😓)

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Felix was sitting across from you in the restaurant, looking up at you. His eyes are excited but embarrassed. The gift bag you gave him on his lap. He couldn’t wait to open it and now he wishes he did. You look at him with a mischievous smirk.

“Do you not like it, birthday boy?”

He just looks at you quietly frozen in shock.

“W-what is this, love?”

He asks embarrassed. He knows what it is but he wants you to say it, just to make his pants a little tighter. You shrug, giving him a hard time and a hard on on purpose. He didn’t want to take it out because you guys were in public but he felt his mouth water slightly. He saw the silicone and the leather straps. He thought about you wearing it and drilling into him.

“So? Do you like it?”

You snap him out of his head and he looks at you with wide eyes. He nods slowly. He looks back down at the bag and covers the contents with the tissue paper and places it next to him.

“You had that with us all day?”

His face turns red at the thought of you being so nonchalant about carrying around a strap on in a small bag all day. You had thought about this gag gift a long time ago. Slowly but surly the “gag” part became more literal and less as a joke. You nod your head. He looks back down at the bag and back up at you.

“When did you get this?”

He looked confused but excited.

“Today, before we went out.”

You told him you were going to the store, but you never specified what kind of store.

“Aren’t you happy I gave in to your begging before we left?”

He was about to open his mouth to say something but the waiter comes with the check. You pay and stand.

“Come on, birthday boy, let’s go home.”

You wink and reach your hand out towards him to take. He grabs his gift and takes your hand. You notice him holding the bag in front of his tented pants.

“Poor thing.”

You whisper teasingly. He looks away embarrassed as you two walk out onto the street. Your shared apartment was only half a block away. Not too much walking, but enough to have him whining.

“What’s the matter, Princess?”

You tease faking a sympathetic tone as he looks towards you with an unamused expression.

Eventually, after a lot of whining and light teasing touches, you two make your way into your apartment. Right away he takes the strap on out of the bag and looks at it with fascination. You come over to him and slowly slide his jacket off of him with a kiss to his neck. He keeps looking at the toy with a nervous smile. He’s had fingers and vibrators in his ass, but nothing ever this big and thick.

“You alright, baby doll?”

You watch him turn it over in his small hands and it honestly makes you a little wet. He looks at you like he’s just been given one million dollars. He smiles shyly, looks back at the toy and nods.

“Can we use this now?”

He asks eagerly. You go over to him and put a finger under his chin. You kiss his soft lips and smile.

“We can do whatever you want, birthday boy.”

He smiles and takes your hand. You two start walking to your bedroom, while he keeps staring at the toy. You two get in and close the door. He looks at you innocently.

“Strip.”

He listens right away and starts pulling his clothes off. You grab the toy and straps out of his hands.

“Now for your last gift, Princess.”

You walk to your closet and pull out another gift bag. He looks at you nervously as you hand it to him. He opens it and pulls out the pink fabric.

“A skirt? For me?”

You smile widely and nod your head. He blushes slightly.

“Go ahead, put it on.”

He complies and slides the skirt up his thighs, zipping it up to his waist. He’s so much more prettier than you imagined. He does a quick spin and the skirt flows with him. He turns back to you. His pretty cock bulges through the pink fabric.

“Such a pretty Princess, lixie.”

He walks over to you shyly and kisses your cheek. You grab his arm and push him back on to the bed. His skirt flows up when he lands exposing his twitching cock, leaking already.

“Already leaking for me, pretty boy?”

You tease and kneel in front of him. He sits up and pushes his skirt back down cutely. You pull it back up.

“Hold this, Princess.”

You hand the end of his skirt to him. He takes it and looks down at you begging with his eyes. You kitten lick his tip lightly. He lets out a soft sigh.

“Say please, princess”

His eyebrows furrow desperately.

“Please y/n.”

He whines and you smirk. You open your mouth a little and just put the head in. He lets out a little whine when he feels your warm spit touch him. You run your tongue over his small slit over and over. He grabs your head and tries to push you down more. Normally, you would scold him for being such a needy slut but, it’s his birthday, so you do what he wants. You slide him deeper into your mouth and he lets out a whiny groan. You bob your head, almost torturously, slow. He whines and tries to push and pull your head faster.

“Please, y/n, I want to go faster!”

He’s so needy for you and your warmth. You comply and start picking up speed. His whines start getting more high pitched and frequent. His cock twitches in your mouth. If you had to describe the taste of Felix’s cock, you would have to say heavenly. Salty but not bad enough that you don’t like it. He pushes your head down hard and thrusts up into your throat making you gag slightly. He lets out a shuddery moan and speeds up slightly.

“Y/n…. I’m going to cum.”

You pull your mouth off of his twitching length, spit strings still connecting you to him. He whines loudly at the sudden cold air on his wet skin. You turn away from him and start undressing yourself. You walk over to where the strap is sitting on the desk. You slip the leather harness on and you strap the dildo on. He watches you while he whines and his pretty cock twitches.

“Do you think you’ve been good enough for this yet, Princess?”

He looks at you and his eyes wander to the silicone dick. He nods aggressively. You walk over to him.

“Now it’s your turn to be on your knees, pretty boy.”

He does exactly what you say right away. His skirt flows as he quickly moves. You put your hand on his chin and swipe his bottom lip with your thumb. He opens his mouth slowly and you stuff your thumb onto his tongue. He looks up at you through his eyelashes.

“Don’t act innocent, I know you’re hungry for my cock.”

His eyes wander down and he nods. He puts a hand on the base and looks up at you for permission. You nod and he slowly opens his mouth and slides the silicone in. He slowly bobs his head up and down. His small hand still on the base holding it still for him. You grab his hair tightly and pull him closer so he's gagging on the tip.

"Oh, such a good cockslut. Look at you princess, so pretty gagging on me."

His whine gets more high-pitched as you keep speaking. He looks up at you with watery eyes. You smirk down at him while he keeps bobbing his head.

"So so pretty baby. You're doing so good princess."

After a few more moans and whimpers, you grab the base and pull out his mouth. he whines like a puppy. You reach down to grab his hands and pull him up. he looks at you innocently. You put a hand on his cheek.

"You want to be fucked now, pretty boy?"

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ahaha this took so fucking long for no reason. MWAH love you all.

[quokkadoolsetnet]

NSFW SKZ TWT LINKS

mdni

🥟 destressing after a busy week

⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨♡୧⠀︶︶︶⊹

pegging 🐥 for the first time after he begged you to

⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨♡୧⠀︶︶︶⊹

🐺 sending you a video to show how much he misses you

⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨♡୧⠀︶︶︶⊹

teasing 🐿️ until he whines and begs for your pussy

⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨♡୧⠀︶︶︶⊹

tying up 🐰 and giving him exactly what he deserves

⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨♡୧⠀︶︶︶⊹

letting 🐶 hump your thigh while you try to sleep -THIS LINK IS NO LONGER WORKING-

⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨♡୧⠀︶︶︶⊹

edging 🐷🐰 until he is shaking

⊹ ︶︶︶⠀୨♡୧⠀︶︶︶⊹

desperate 🦊 humping the bed while you play with his pretty ass

[ipegchangbin]

saw u reblog a pervy changbin post 😩 spare some pervy skz thoughts maybe 🤲

— skz and perverted thoughts.

sub ! skz ot8 , dom ! gn ! reader 

🏷️ perversion. somnophilia. voyeurism. blasphemy. invasion of privacy. individual scenarios of 8 pining perverts. sorry anon for the late response!

— you’re the reason why bang chan never sleeps.

he knows that neither of you are together…yet. you usually sleep over at his place though, a one-bedroom apartment with an uncomfortable couch, so you’re forced to sleep next to him. chan never tells you this but he gets hard every night you sleep over. he refuses to admit—no, he will never admit that he gets hard to the idea of you sleeping soundly next to him, in nothing but your sleepwear. 

chan constantly thinks about waking you up from your sleep after you’ve taken your clothes off. chan knows that you sleep without underwear — he watched you slip into your pants without putting anything under — and he wants your bare skin on his. he hasn’t seen your eyes fluttered shut in slumber since you two face away, but he thinks about how you could dominate him with the mere awakening of your irises. he wants to shock you so that you can shock him back. chan wants to feel your heavy breath on his heavier exhales instead of the gentle sighs he so desperately wants to wake. he wants to grind on your legs, dig his face in your neck, and whine as you take care of him while half-awake. 

but no, he can’t have that, he can never have that, so he fantasizes. stroking his cock, once, twice, thrice, four times, while you count your sheep to slumber at the same pace.

— minho feasts on whatever eye candy you are.

he can only keep to himself for so long, staring from the chair opposite yours. he’s too dignified; minho hasn’t made his feelings clear with himself, let alone you, so he can’t do much. all he can do is look from a distance. stare. drill his eyes into every single inch of your smooth skin until his pupils dilate. fuck, you’re just his type. oh god, you’re so close yet so far. 

and he wants you to be close. close the physical distance. close in on the friendship and become something more. close, moan “minho, i’m so close.” he wants to have you cum on him, finally let yourself go after ruining him to the point he’s writhing and crying under you. after staring at your hands intertwined with your best friend’s, he realized so badly that he wants your hands on his neck, knocking the wind out of his system. choke him until he wiggles and begs wordlessly for breath—or for more? he can’t tell. he’d be willing to give up the act of being so stuck-up around you and offer a rare sight that only you can see. but no.

the only sight you see of him is a good friend zoning out. minho looks so distant but he’s there, fantasizing, daydreaming about your body, how fucking good you would sound while praising him. you’re so distant, yet you’re right there, like a mere feast for his eyes, but he wants you to eat him alive, feast on him the same way.

— it’s only you who can distract changbin.

your voice echoes through his head. changbin can’t focus on anything else and his vision tunnels. you’re the light at the end of it.

you told him off numerous times to do his job right. it had been a bad day and he tried to sympathize with you — but getting turned on from being scolded doesn’t count. he can’t help the thought of being told to shut up before being called all sorts of names. he daydreamed about getting pounded on the desk, the chair—maybe the floor, where you can ride and degrade him? he wants your fitted suits discarded alongside his. changbin just wants you to lose it on him, use him to let every drop of anger out, slap him, mark him, spit on him, use him. show your true colors instead of acting polite. break in front of him the way he breaks beneath you.

suddenly, you tapped his shoulder, then his screen, sternly reminding him to “get the fuck back to work, darling.” he’d shift his legs to hide his painful and leaking erection.

the cycle continued. you’d scold him, he’d get too horny to function, making you scold him again until it was only the both of you in left the office working overtime. it’s so wrong, getting off on your emotions that you almost can’t control. but damn it, your voice is too pretty, he wants to hear it scream, tell him off, again and again.

— you made hyunjin question everything.

the search bar has “friend walked in on me masturbating.” hyunjin can’t believe he typed that. it’s so unlike him to search for things that weren’t substantial, but maybe self-discovery is just as important. you aren’t watching anymore. but the question just…doesn’t quite cut it. 

he types again. “friend walked in on me masturbating but i liked it.” the results are dubious, some suggesting that it’s normal. some are porn videos — he watched as a lean, tall man got pinned down by another person, getting punished by someone peeping on him. he’s deleting the words key per key, tapping backspace until he’s on the last few letters. “i think i like my friend.” no, he already knew that long ago. “i want to fuck my friend.” no, he’d been fantasizing about that for years. you’re the reason why he masturbated in the first place, thinking of how you could ruin him, fuck his mouth with your crotch, drain him of his cum, fucking his own release back into himself. holy shit, hyunjin, that’s so bad, so bad…

“i want my friend to fuck me.” bingo. but not quite — he just can’t remove the image of your shocked, flustered face, the way you went all red, the way you hesitated and panicked. did you like what you saw? because his dick does.

hyunjin types again. “voyeurism kink guide.”

— jisung shouldn’t get too excited over you.

shock was written all over his face when he found out you liked him back, that you rejected your other best friend all because of him. imagine him riding the highs of the validation, basking in the image of you two being a couple. he loved that you saw nobody else but him.

imagine him riding his pillow to chase his high of release, basking in the image of that plush material being your lower half instead. he loved that you fucked nobody else but him.

maybe he got too pumped over the wrong things. shutting the door behind him and refusing to eavesdrop any longer, he shoved his pants down, frantically freeing his hard cock, and thought of you. you, possessive, in love with him as he was with you. jisung wanted you to own him, make him yours. he wanted to be shoved in between your arms and held up on the wall first before plummeting to the bed, whining and crying nothing but your name. he wants to forget his own. he wants the hands of his longtime crush to crush him and leave his ass bruised and his back arched.

he’s filthy. jisung stared at his hands, coated in cum that won’t stop flowing, wondering if you’re cool dating someone whose first thought about you was sex. sex with feelings, he swears, but he huffs and keeps going, overstimulating himself.

— it was you and a train ride felix couldn’t stand.

he was trying to read the tale of orpheus and eurydice, standing in the moving train, but he ripped his eyes off his book the minute you stood in front of him. stunning, amazing. curse god for making the train cramped today, his erection kept brushing against your legs.

felix felt fire surge between his legs as he took a whiff of your scent, an alluring aroma making its way down his system. you looked like a dream, like a doll that god herself sculpted out of love. he wanted to get a taste of you. he wondered if this is what couples in public transport felt like, dragging their hands down each other, feeling the other up through and under the layers of clothing. how much could he leak when one of your fingers traces down his v-line? felix wondered about the thrill of getting caught, the thought of whimpering just a little too loud for other people to hear, to shift his legs in the wrong way, hitting the wrong person, alerting everyone of your lewd antics. but why, why did he want you to do this to him?

you stood tall until you didn’t, losing balance on him. you thanked felix for catching you, but you didn’t turn his direction for long. like orpheus, he followed you, his eurydice: he can’t let you face him after everything he imagined. he tried not to drool and stared at the back of your head, hoping to only see your face after the train ride.

— seungmin’s the sinner you shouldn’t forgive.

was it his fault if you locked eyes with him first? he looked at the altar and scanned the image of the deity before him, questioning his morals, a feeling he hadn’t felt ever since he kept a penny to himself in first grade. 

he heard you chant in the pew beside him. “i offer my body to you.” he heard you say it, over and over, parts of your body folding into prayer position. you were hypnotizing to witness. seungmin couldn’t help but eye down your irresistible features, watched the glow from the lights hit your face and body in just the right way. he wanted to touch you, a living statue, and he wanted to put a show in front of the altar. he wanted you to ruin him, his upper half hunched over the head of the kneeler. or maybe he wanted to kneel in front of you as he took you in his mouth, tasting every bit of you, licking every drop of your essence as if it were holy water.

you were a fallen angel. sent from the clouds down to the earth to test his temptation, and he was giving in. but you weren’t a messenger, you betrayed your god, and you indulged in his sin, never forgiving him, damning him to the flames of lust for an eternity. he’s gross, but you’re an angel, and he’s chanting his prayer:

“corrupt me, corrupt me, corrupt me, i surrender myself, my body and life, all to you…”

— you should put jeongin where he belongs.

he’s insecure. for the first time in the decade-long relationship, he’s insecure about his place in your commitment. jeongin wasn’t sure if you loved him that much.

that was, until he “accidentally” found your journal entries. he also “stumbled upon” the messages you wrote about him to your friends. he remembered this thrill, similar to the time in the early stages of your relationship where he’d snoop on things such as your plush toys, shirts, underwear…he got a bottle of your perfume just to spritz it on his pants, pretending you were jerking him off from below.

now here he was, surfing through your written words about how much you loved jeongin. you truly loved your boyfriend — but nobody was like him, fucking into his own hand while seeing you gush over him in your friend’s messages. he wanted you to gush all over his cock, his body, his face, only to slap him and scold him, forcing your arms on his cheeks to make him face you in fear. he wanted you to stop him from dealing with your stuff, telling him to mind his own things — exactly the same way you found out he was messing with your underwear before.

jeongin’s thinking please, just please, put me in place, don’t make me go anywhere else, i’ll never doubt you again. i’ll drown in you. 

[arourasolo]

THANK YOU ALL FOR THE SUPPORT ON MY FIRST REAL FIC ON THIS BLOG PLEASE FEEL FREE TO SEND MORE ASKS!

okay, HEAR ME OUT whiny chan. ik that he’s usually the dominate one but i could imagine his channie side coming out and him being so whiny n stuff while ur jerking and sucking him off

WHINY CHAN MAKES ME SO UGH!!! I started thinking about this when my friend who was just on the other side of the wall to where I has been was working out and let out a weak and exasperated whimper, I was like "THATS WHAT ANON MEANT!!" and grabbed my computer and started writing. I'm thinking that sexually frustrated and overall tired Channie. SORRY IF THIS IS SHITTY OR NOT GRAMMATICALLY ACCURATE I'M DUMB <3 CONTENT WARNING: Smut, jerking off, cum swallowing, sucking off, swears, pet names & nicknames (baby, babe, sweetie, my love), degrading (a little bit), oral (m. receiving), orgasm, handjob, I think that's everything.

GENERAL INFO: established relationship, roommates, reader's features and name are not mentioned or only gently mentioned <3

DISCLAIMER: This story is purely FICTION. It is not a depiction of persons living or dead. I am by no means saying that any of this could/should/would happen to anyone, nor am I saying that these people could/should/would do these things. It's basically a faceclaim for a fictional person when I mention celebs, etc. It's called FAN FICTION because I am the fan writing fiction. Never take anything I write seriously. THANK YOU

This one's kinda short because I'm a failure I rushed it, but at least its content. Enjoy.

!! 18+ MINORS DNI !!

BANG CHAN SMUT - Hands aren't enough. word count: 689

"Fuck..." Chan groans quietly after he finishes himself on his hands.

You were home with him and able to help him get off, sure, but you were sitting at your computer working so much that he didn't get attention from you. He wanted to get off though,e so he took matters into his own hands.

Literally.

He exits the bathroom after a minute and walks into your shared bedroom, only wearing a pair of shorts and no shirt. His chest glistened with sweat as he walks in and lays on the bed, his hard still visible in his pants.

You turn in your rotating office chair to see Chan laying there, looking like a sweaty, tired, frustrated and extremely attractive mess. You notice the bulge in his pants quickly, shutting your computer and clicking your tongue. You sit beside him on the edge of the mattress with an amused smile.

"What's wrong, Channie? Your hands not as good as mine?" You ask with a sarcastic tone.

He only nods his head and lets out a weak hum in response.

"Mm...yeah..." is all he can make out. You chuckle lightly before you slide off the bed to kneel in front of him. He looks down at you, a small smile forming on his pouty lips.

It's not even a few minutes later that you have him practically crying while you slide your hands painfully slowly up and down his shaft.

"Fuck...baby, don't do this...please..." He whimpers, tears pricking the edges of his beautiful eyes.

You smirk up at him, his perfect and handsome features twisted into a face of pleasure and agony at the same time.

"Not yet...don't cum yet sweetie." You say with a smug smile.

You can feel his cock twitch in your palms, his tip an angry red as he's trying his hardest not to give in and let out messy cries and let himself cum. You press your tongue to his tip, taking about a third of his length into your mouth. He can't handle this much teasing. He lets out a louder cry.

"Ah! Baby please...please can I..." He tries to speak between moans and whines. His forehead glistens with sweat, his eyes screwed shut while his puffy lips hang slightly open.

"What a needy boy...crying because his hands weren't as good as mine. You couldn't even make yourself cum, could you?" You ask condescendingly while you take your mouth off his cock, quickly moving your hands up and down it again, then slowing down in an excruciating pattern.

He nods frantically, his hands gripping anything and everything around him. He grabs the bedsheets with a cry.

"N-no...no!" He whimpers again. "No I couldn't...I can't do it like you. Please just let me finish, stop this shit. I need you. Please, my love, please."

His begs are weak and desperate sounding as his breaths are heavy. His whines such music to your ears. You can't keep him in this torturous position for much longer.

You chuckle softly, now keeping your pace on his rock hard dick. "You can't do anything, can you? Pathetic. Just cum then, cum for me and show me how much you love this."

You take him fully in your mouth, his cock twitching in your tight throat as he reaches down and grabs your hair. He bobs you up and down, jerking his hips here and there. In no time at all, you feel the familiar feeling of his warm cum run down your tongue while you hear his desperate moans of pure pleasure. You swallow as much as you can, sliding your lips down him and puckering your lips against his tip, resulting in a pop! as you smirk up at him.

His chest rises and falls in uneven and harsh breaths, his hands still gripping onto the sheets and duvet as if his life depended on it. His eyes open slightly, looking up at you with a soft sigh while you lean over the bed in front of him.

"Oh Channie. If you needed me you could've just told me. What do you need now? Need my pussy?"

[becomingmina]

BECOMINGMINA'S FAVOURITES

Hello I have been meaning to do a list of my favourite MATURE works on tumblr <3

18+ ONLY! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

KEYS : {F} FLUFF {A} ANGST {M} SMUT {S} SUGGESTIVE

ღ : MUST READ!!!!!!!

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Be that guy {A} ; {M} w/ Bang Chan (Bahng Christopher) written by @daizymax

ღ Push, pull {A} ; {M} ; {F} w/ Bang Chan (Bahng Christopher) written by @tasteleeknow

Score {M} w/ Lee Know (Lee Minho) written by @moonhoures

Lost in Translation {M} w/ Lee Know (Lee Minho) written by @moonjxsung

ღ Leave the door open {F} ; {A} ; {M} w/ Lee Know (Lee Minho) written by @formidxble

Period sex {F} ; {M} w/ Lee Know (Lee Minho) written by @hyunsvngs

Goodnight {F} ; {M} w/ Lee Know (Lee Minho) written by @straykeedz

Of lipstick stains and zipper games {M} w/ Lee Know (Lee Minho) written by @gimmeurtmi

Good to me {M} w/ Lee Know (Lee Minho) written by @daizymax

Possessive {M} w/ Changbin (Seo Changbin) written by @ddyskz

White Angel {M} w/ Changbin (Seo Changbin) written by @charmercharm3r

Just like you {A} ; {M} w/ Hyunjin (Hwang Hyunjin) written by @milkandhyunnie

No nut November {M} w/ Hyunjin (Hwang Hyunjin) written by @gimmeurtmi

No nut November {M} w/ Han (Han Jisung) written by @gimmeurtmi

Sweater Weather {M} w/ Han (Han Jisung) written by @cinhomi

I’m Yours, You’re Mine {A} ; {M} ; {F} w/ Felix (Lee Yongbok) ➵ part one, part two, part three written by @wildernessuntothemselves

A little pampering {F} ; {M} w/ Felix (Lee Yongbok) written by @daizymax

My favourite dessert {F} ; {M} w/ Felix (Lee Yongbok) written by @writingforstraykids

ღ Hurt people hurt people {A} ; {F} w/ Felix (Lee Yongbok) written by @lixiepixiedust

ღ Obsession {A} ; {S} w/ Felix (Lee Yongbok) written by @straykeedz

ღ Back seat {M} w/ Seungmin (Kim Seungmin) written by @baby-yongbok

Puppy love {F} ; {M} w/ Seungmin (Kim Seungmin) written by @yngtort

Routine {M} w/ Seungmin (Kim Seungmin) written by @gimmeurtmi

First time {M} w/ I.N (Yang Jeongin) written by @linopls

Liquid courage w/ I.N (Yang Jeongin) written by @writerracha

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Piercings {M} w/ Lee Know (Lee Minho) & Seungmin (Kim Seungmin) written by @gimmeurtmi

ENHYPEN 엔하이픈

Babygirl {M} w/ Jake (Jake Sim) written by @jongseongsnudes

ღ sub! Jake x soft dom! reader {M} w/ Jake (Jake Sim) written by @jungwonenthusiast

Good girl {M} w/ Jake (Jake Sim) written by @h-33-s-3-ung

There's a lot Lee Know, I know 🙂‍↕️ And Jake is my bias from Enhypen 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ <333

[minhosimthings]

Lancey or Lancey

Symphony Smut Series Day 5: Lancey Foxx's Lancey or Lancey

Lyric: Took her to Paris, she took her panties off

Pairings: Bf!Felix × fem!reader

Warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI, fingering, p in v sex, overstimulation, lingerie kink, Frottage, implied use of pheromone, dom!felix, sub!reader, protected sex, reader orgasms like 3 times, fluffy at the end (sorta), smut with plot

A/N: sorry for delaying day 5 everyone! I had to release my Christmas headcannons yesterday so I couldn't really post this. But we are back on track! So enjoy my urge for Felix to buy my lingerie, through this stupid oneshot.

THE SYMPHONY SMUT SERIES MASTERLIST

"Felix tell me you're kidding right now."

"Hmm." Your boyfriend put his finger to his temple, pretending to playfully think, "I think.... Nope!"

You could have screamed out loud right there. But instead of damaging your boyfriend's ears, you decided to damage his heart, by filling it with too much love, by hugging him almost to the point of his ribs breaking.

"I love, I love you, and I love you." You kissed every part of his face after every 'i love you'. His freckles, his nose and finally his lips, where you loved to be the most.

"I can't believe we're going to Paris." You slumped back on the bed, not being able to realise that you had Paris tickets clutched in your hands.

"Me neither darling." Felix leaned closer to you, encasing your waist in his arms, his grip sending tingles throughout your body, "Oh and I have a surprise for you."

"Don't tell me you got me lingerie." You rolled your eyes at him playfully, "Lix, for god's sake you already bought me so much crap."

"But this is special, I promise!" Felix scrunched his nose at you, before reaching over and taking out a box from underneath the bed.

"You hid it under my bed for how long exactly?" You raised your brow at his weird hiding spot, "Wait so this is why you were searching for your missing sock under my bed!?"

Felix chuckled, his deep voice pulsating throughout your body like electroshock. "You never clean the underside of your bed, so it became the perfect hiding place."

The box he held in his hands was about the size of a shoebox, completely covered in pink ribbons and lace and whatnot. It was pretty, you had to admit, but you were confused about whether Felix was getting you a box or lingerie.

"Open it princess." Felix nudged the box into your arms, "You'll like it, I promise."

You had often gotten lingerie as gifts from your boyfriend, with all of them almost becoming your daily wear. But he had never gotten you something like this.

"Liz is this-" "A lingerie dress? Yes princess, yes it is."

You stared at felix in awe, before snapping your head back to the white cloth in the box. It was pretty, made up of, what you assumed was white silk, with lace ribbons decorating the neckline perfectly.

"But, but, but, this isn't the surprise."

You looked up at Felix with confusion clouding your eyes, which made him chukle at how adorable you were.

"So the surprise is-" Felix said, in a hyperbole voice, "I get to fuck you in these in Paris."

"That's the surprise?" You scoffed, at how underwhelming it was, "We could fuck-"

"And you get no sex until we get to Paris and you're in this beautiful piece of art."

It was as if you got a slap to your face when you heard Felix's words echo through your mind.

"Lee Felix Yongbok." You glared at him, "Tell me you're joking."

"Nope." Felix leaned back against the bedframe, his shirt riding up slightly to reveal his abs, "Let's just say this is payback for making me love no nut November on purpose."

"So what is this then? Death by No Dick December?" You glared at him, as he sealed you tighter in his arms.

"Impatient aren't you?" Felix mumbled into your ear, rubbing his hand against your leggings, "Patience is a good virtue darling."

"Not when your dick is literally rubbing against my pussy."

A week passed and you were finally in the land of romance and love and roses and croissants.

A week with none of your favourite food in your mouth or in your pussy. Felix enjoyed it, the way you were basically on your knees for him, but you weren't a sore loser, so you kept the game up, with the help of your trusty vibrator.

But now, it was the real game.

After you enjoyed some nice croissants by a quaint cafe and petted a lot of stray cats, you headed back to your hotel, side-eyeing Felix all along the way who had not a clue about all the breakdowns you were about to have. Your cunt was itching to the point of destruction, and his dick was the only way of peace.

"Well aren't you gorgeous now?"

The room was more dimly lit than it was when you had entered it, the smell of lavender intoxicating you, courtesy to Felix's new perfume.

"Come 'ere." Felix opened his arms, as you silently walked towards him, the chill breeze from the open window giving you goosebumps. The material of the lingerie was thinner than you had anticipated, basically transparent, but then you reminded yourself that this was what Felix liked the most. And if you obeyed properly like his good princess, he would give you the medicine to your poor cunt.

"Fuck you're like a goddess." Felix's hands traced over your barely clothes thighs, leaving marks with his mouth on your collarbone, making you whimper.

"What do you want princess?" Felix chuckled. Teasing you was always fun, "My cock hmm? Use your big girl words now, come on. We don't wanna disappoint the city of love do we?"

"Ah fuck Lix!" Your voice vibrated off of the walls as felix squeezed the inner walls of your thigh, the desperation of him had been so high that even a tiny squeeze was already getting you wet, "Need your cock please!"

"Good girl."

He chuckles at how needy you sound, but at the same time, your voice has blood rushing to his cock while his head swirls with desire. He shifts his own hips, subtly pressing his erection against your ass. His eyes flutter at the minute pleasure. He grows more bold, and his hand rubs your hip before coasting up your side to your chest, giving your breast a gentle squeeze.

You whimper louder and squirm. He squeezes again softly while lowering his head to your neck to lay some tender kisses on the side of your throat. His palm leaves your tits and smooths down over your tummy in the direction of your panties.

Cautiously, he maneuvers his hand past the waistband and dips into your cunt. He cups your pussy, feeling the heat radiating off the area. A single finger slides between your folds in almost an exploratory touch. He feels your slick all over his digit.

He begins to use another finger, sliding the two up and down through your wetness. You roll onto your back, your breasts rising and falling as your breath gets heavier. Your thighs spread a little as if you subconsciously sensed his presence between your legs.

“I’m right here, sweetheart. I’ve got you,” he murmurs, his voice huskier with arousal this time around.

You cry out as his fingers brush against those same spots that brought you to the finish last time. Your hips twitch, and you grip his thighs as your peak rises within you. Moments later your cumming all over his fingers, sucking in a harsh breath as a second release courses through you, even more intense then the last.

His free arm keeps you secure against his chest while rubbing your side soothingly. The heel of his other palm roughly massages your clit as his fingers pump in and out.

As soon as you seem to be coming down, Felix lifts you up again, tugging your clothes off and moving your body around like a doll to get you in the position he wants. You were definitely more pliant after two orgasms, but you could also see how the weeks without pussy had been paying off. He was getting better.

He has you on your back now, thighs against your chest and knees hooked over his arms. Again, he had no patience to tease right now, so after pushing his sweats down to mid thigh, he takes his cock and slides it in you with no hesitation. He groans as your hole takes him in, your walls pulsing around him even after he bottoms out.

Your eyes droop at the stretch. It always felt so satisfying, having him buried balls deep in you. As close as he could possibly be. No fear of him leaving or pain of being separated. You whine and reach up to pull him closer.

“Perfect pussy’s made for me,” he grunts while snapping his hips, “Miss it every second I’m not inside it.”

“Lix” you whine, “Harder. Wanna feel it.”

He moans at your plea but indulges you, grabbing you harder, pressing your legs higher, filling you deeper.

He fucks into you over and over, stoking the flames within himself, trying to build to that explosion. You were so tight, so warm. He hums another low moan and whimpers softly as he feels it right there. He gasps softly before holding you tighter and muttering in your ear.

“Good… good girl,” he moans before his hips buck wildly and he finally releases.

You finish for a third time. You cling to him tight as the euphoria washes over you again. Locking your legs around his hips, you keep your face pressed to the warm skin of his neck as it goes through you. You feel the hot flood of cum he fucks into you. His chest is heaving now too as he recovers from the high.

He stays on top of you for a moment before pulling out. You cling harder upon losing that full feeling. He smiles at your desire to be close to him and gives you one more kiss before sitting up.

"Well-" Felix's deep voiced chuckle vibrates throughout your body, "That was fucking good."

"First of all-" you sleepily say, "Fuck you for depriving me of all that good dick for a week." You glare at him, "Second of all, I want more lingerie like this."

"Whatever you say darling." Felix shrugs his shoulders, supporting you a little straighter against his figure, "You know Paris does have really good lingerie."

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