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[tyunkus]

hands-on lesson

“Intern Hueningkai is doing his best to follow in his mentor’s footsteps— Taehyun thinks the younger is a little lacking, but there’s nothing a good training session can’t fix.”

Taehyun x fem!reader x Hueningkai

genre: office au, smut, fluff

word count: 8.6K (me when i say js smth short and LIE)

warnings: barely proof read :3 hard dom!Taehyun, sub(ish)!Hueningkai, sub!reader, no mxm but… there’s definitely something odd happening there, shy!huening, slight jealousy, possessiveness, alcohol, dry humping, spanking, manhandling, nipple play, oral (f. rec.) pet names (honey, baby, sweet girl, angel, pup, good boy [m. rec] etc.) degrading, hair pulling (m. rec), fingering, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, degrading, praise, biting, voyeurism/exhibitionism?, masturbating, strength kink, hueningkai carries the reader once, size kink, scratching, begging, orgasm denial, unprotected sex, creampies, dacryphilia, bulge kink, big dick tyunning, phew!!! (lmk if i should add anything!)

notes: no thoughts. saw txt bank and tyunnings looks…. *__* #NEEDthat (only like 2k of plot and the rest smut… god… used to pray for times like these)

Hueningkai has always been a bit of an awkward person. It’s his biggest fault, he realizes, blessed with characteristics and looks that give him a demanding presence, aware of the lingering glances and strong impressions he leaves— and while such attention could be seen as a blessing to others, it only has him sweating and shifting uncomfortably, just as he is now as he makes his way into his new office job. 

It was all supposed to be simple; a private, indoor nine-to-five, where he sat at his desk and stared at spreadsheets all day. A job with minimal communication, something straight from his wildest, introverted dreams. Sure, his coworkers were much more sociable than expected— it was a small, tight-knit community, one that included drinks after work and invites to eat lunch together— but what hadn’t been expected whatsoever, was the loop that you would throw him in.

He’d like to think that he’s always been a composed person; knowing when to keep to himself, scurrying away from interactions he knows will leave a sour taste in his mouth later, but with you, all logic seems to be thrown out the window— and he finds himself blabbering like an idiot in front of you, stuttering through the simplest of sentences after you’ve only asked him if he’d like to join you and your fellow colleagues for drinks after work. Despite his gut screaming at him to politely decline, to make up a reason to not go and excuse himself, he finds himself giving in with one hopeful, shining look of yours. 

Never mix business and pleasure; it was a universal rule, right? So why Hueningkai found himself dawdling in front of the bathroom mirror, combing his fingers through his bangs and wiping his glasses nervously, he couldn’t quite fathom. Did his suit look okay? If he’d have known that his day would end with him going to a bar, he would’ve chosen something more breathable. He’s taken much longer than anticipated in the bathroom, and he knows that the others are still waiting for him, but he just can’t bring himself to move— his feet remained glued to the tiles, and his eyes continue to search his reflection for any imperfections, shaky fingers re-tucking his shirt in for the umpteenth time.

“Are you gonna come out? Or do you need me to hold your hand and walk you out,” the soft yelp of surprise that jumps from Hueningkai is nothing short of pitiful, whirling around and clutching onto the sink as he makes eye contact with a stone-faced Taehyun— the two regard each other in silence for a moment, and Taehyun can only watch with amusement as the tips of Hueningkai’s ears grow from a warm, honey color to a vibrant red. 

“I-I’m sorry, I was just,” he clears his throat, fixing his posture to stand at his full height, under the deceptive hopes of exuding confidence, “just touching up. Looks like I got distracted.”

He tries to crack a small smile, the action faltering after Taehyun simply gives him a once-over and nods solemnly. A dreadful silence fills the air once again, suffocating Hueningkai as he shifts his weight and clears his throat nervously. 

“You look fine,” Taehyun says, holding the bathroom door open and nodding out to where the others wait, “let’s go.”

“Ah. Of course,” Hueningkai can only keep his head bowed and his steps quick as he passes the man, only a few months older than him yet oddly intimidating, always carrying a knowing glint in his eyes that keeps him on edge. 

Taehyun follows close behind, swift steps allowing him to catch up immediately as he passes Hueningkai with a soft, coy comment that renders him speechless. 

“I’m sure ___ will appreciate you dolling yourself up for her.”

Truly, Hueningkai ponders to himself, if there’s anyone in this office that should be made fun of for pining hopelessly after you, it should be Taehyun— at least, that’s the conclusion he arrives to as he watches the older man follow you around the whole night, desperate to make you laugh and constantly glancing over at you with those big, sparkling eyes of his, lips curling up to a fond smile Hueningkai isn’t sure Taehyun is aware of himself. 

The interaction at the office is chalked up to nothing but a jealous streak. Does it bother Taehyun, watching as you continue turning your attention back to Hueningkai all night, eager to include him in the team? He may be a bit socially inept, but Hueningkai isn’t oblivious of the watchful eye Taehyun places on him, hyper aware of his stare whenever he tries to talk and joke with you, no matter how successful the interaction— with every sweet smile and endearing laugh you let out, Hueningkai can’t help but glance over at Taehyun, only to find him already staring back. 

“How come this is the first time you’re here with us?” you ask at some point, a joyful flush lighting your face up as you sip idly on the glass of wine you ordered— you lean in curiously, a smile pulling at your lips as you observe the way Hueningkai tenses, eyes following his adam’s apple that bobs nervously. “I’ve been wanting to see you out here with the rest of the team, but you’d always refuse.” 

Your words are a bold jab that sends Huenginkai’s mind into a jumbling malfunction— it’s clear your choice was deliberate, and his mouth dries at the fact that you wanted him here. No matter how hard he fights it, a soft blush rises to his cheeks. 

“W-well, I suppose I was just… nervous.” he says, eyes darting away from you, trying to avoid that amused curl of your lips, the way your eyes sparkle and observe him carefully, clearly enjoying his reactions, “I’m still a bit new here, after all. I just wanted to get to know everyone better before I accepted.”

“Well, what better way to get to know each other than outside of work?” you ask, glancing around the bar, at your scattered coworkers that chat away in their own little bubbles. Hueningkai watches as your eyes light up mischievously, scooting closer so you can pull your final test to his resilience; your hand is hot as it lands just above his knee, placing your weight on it as you lean in to murmur in his ear.

“I’d love to get more familiar with you— and if the bar isn’t your favorite, I know of a better place we can talk.”

Before you can gauge Hueningkai’s reaction or give him a chance to respond, a call of your name takes you two apart— Hueningkai can only stare off into the distance, lost in a trance as you send Taehyun a bright smile, hopping off the barstool as he beckons you over to where he stands. It takes Hueningkai a few minutes before he can finally bring himself to move. 

“You’re quite curious about the new kid, aren’t you?” Taehyun asks, tilting his head curiously as he observes your reaction closely— you merely wave him off with a sheepish laugh, taking another sip of your drink before you answer. 

“It’s the first time I’ve seen him agree to come out with us— I wanted to make him feel included.”

“You’re so sweet,” he coos, leaning in and lowering his voice, eyes flickering off to a point over your shoulder, “I’m sure he feels real included with the way you smother him with your attention.”

“Awh, don’t get jealous,” you grin, biting back a grin at the way he closes in on you, not caring whether your coworkers see or not, “I’ve got plenty of my attention to go around.”

“Do you really?” he asks, his eyes intense as he holds your stare, “is that why you keep running back and forth between the two of us tonight?”

“Well, it’d be much easier for all of us to get along, no?” you say, doe eyes innocently sparkling with your question, “but I’m afraid you might just bite his head off every time you interact with him.”

“Actually, that’s not really true,” Taehyun corrects quietly, leaning in to murmur into your ear after you’ve sent him a confused look.

“I can be quite good at sharing, you know.”

The thrill of his sentence is like a spark of electricity sent down your spine. You allow his words to hang in the air, the proposal something that will either hold true or crumble like sand in your grip, and when you take a step back to look Taehyun in the eye, you’re met with just the thing you needed; a firm, bold stare, burning with an intensity that begs to be provoked.

When you reach out to take his hand, a haste gesture that’s returned by interlocked fingers and a tight grip, a satisfied smile snakes onto your lips; the two of you are swift as you weave through the crowd and back to the lonesome figure at the bar. 

The cocktail that Hueningkai has been nursing since the beginning of the night is watered down and has left a ring of condensation on the table. People watching can only be entertaining for so long before he’s itching to leave, having socialized enough to leave his battery drained for the rest of the week— the only thought on his mind now is to find you and say goodbye, but it seems as though the crowd has swallowed you whole. Just when he thinks it might be best to slip out wordlessly while he still can, a gentle hand lands on his shoulder. 

“Hope you weren’t thinking about running away,” you giggle softly, as though the mere idea of it were ridiculous— Hueningkai is spinning in his seat to face you, the relieved smile on his face tensing as he takes in the guest that you’ve brought along; but when Taehyun’s eyes lock with his, he can only find mischief swimming within, as though laughing at a joke Hueningkai had yet to be let in on. 

“It’s so crowded here, don’t you think?” you ask, refusing to address the bystander to your conversation, “It’s impossible to talk in here— let's step outside, I’m sure it’s better out there.”

Before he can realize the weight of his decision, Hueningkai nods and stands to his feet— anything to get out of this stifling environment, he thinks; maybe this way he can finally bid you goodbye and go rest.

It’s getting late— I think it’s best I head home now. Thank you for inviting me, I had a wonderful time with you. 

Simple, concise. Rehearsed. 

It was all thrown out the window the moment you batted those pretty eyes at him, grabbed his hand so gently— as though afraid you’d lose him if you didn’t handle him carefully. 

No— the moment you opened that perfect mouth of yours, used that gentle voice to lure him back to your place, had that been the moment Hueningkai was supposed to enforce self-restraint and turn you down? When you were already so close, your scent muddling his senses and your lips shining with that sticky gloss that shone obscenely under the street lights?

If it was, then Hueningkai was doomed from the start. 

“F-fuck, please, I can’t—” that skirt is truly a blessing in disguise, Hueningkai thinks to himself; tight in just the right ways, riding up your thighs and allowing your panties to peek through the pantyhose you wear, both equally soaked through as you grind pitifully into Taehyun’s lap.

“Hmm? Can’t take anymore?” Taehyun coos sweetly, bringing a heavy hand down to your ass and smiling at the way you yelp from the impact; his fingertips dig through the fabric and into your flesh, only hiking your skirt up more as he guides you over his covered cock— setting the pace, guiding you to press harder onto him, to feel his length rutting against your aching cunt. 

“Don’t you wanna give our intern a little show, honey?” he asks, looking over your shoulder and at the aforementioned man— the epitome of a mess, really, his face flushed and his eyes wide as he watches you rut hopelessly into Taehyun, a wet spot only growing on his gray slacks where you hump him mindlessly. 

“Wanna show him how it’s done?” he continues, leaving slow kisses along the column of your neck, listening to the way you gasp and plead for more, “teach him how to make a cute thing like you feel good?”

“Yes, yes yes yes,” you breathe, grabbing onto his neatly pressed button up with desperation, clutching it in your fists to tug him closer to you; glancing over your shoulder, you can only let out a weak whimper as your low-lidded eyes meet Hueningkai’s, a new wave of desperation washing over you as you press your leaking cunt further against Taehyun’s length. “Please, make me feel good.”

Such good manners, Hueningkai noted to himself, begging the way you do— that sweet, vulnerable tone, the break in your voice— how could they ever turn a request like that down?

You’re so soft— the feeling of your skin against his is an addicting sensation, running his palms up and down your torso like a fool as he hovers over you, lips glued to yours desperately; it’s a sloppy, sad excuse of a kiss, your swollen lips parted as Hueningkai drinks in your moans, feels the way spit pools at the corners of your lips, cooing soft praise as his hands reach up to grab your breasts— fingers pulling and tweaking your nipples teasingly to get you to squirm and squeal, just as he’d been shown— the gasp of Hueningkai’s name against his lips is enough to have him smiling in satisfaction.

“Pretty thing’s been toying with us all night,” Taehyun says sweetly, watching the two of you part and gasp for air— his eyes travel from the string of saliva that connects you two to the fucked out expression you don, dazed eyes barely holding eye contact with him as he smiles— his gaze then trails off to the nervous intern before him, head cocking to the side at the way he awkwardly continues to grip onto your waist, thumbs rubbing soothing circles into your skin as a way to mask his restlessness. 

“And you’ve been teasing this poor boy so badly too, can’t you see how wound up you have him?” his teeth dig into his bottom lip, biting back a smile at the sight of you diligently turning back to the man in question, listening to the quiet whine he lets out, “Why don’t you give him a reward for being so patient with you?”

The two of you can only squirm and obey as Taehyun directs you two— his mere presence is domineering, his voice a firm command that finds you shifting nervously as Hueningkai stares down at your dripping pussy, mouth agape and thin glasses slipping low on his nose as he takes you in, as though it’s the last time he’ll ever get you like this. 

Your sheer stockings have been slipped off, tight pencil skirt bunched at your hips to reveal just how needy you’ve become— Hueningkai could only watch with awe as Taehyun slipped off your lacy panties, a string of your arousal clinging on and leaving a wet spot on the fabric; a tinge of jealousy hit him as Taehyun pocketed the item swiftly, desperate to keep such an intimate part of you with him as well. 

“What, are you just gonna stare like an idiot?” Taehyun asks, startling the youngest out of his daze— his lips press together, adam’s apple bobbing nervously as his eyes flit from your swollen clit, your slit that glistens and leaks slick that dribbles down your hole and onto your sheets— and his eyes flicker back to Taehyun before he can stop and think, watching as the older merely scoffs in disbelief. 

“Oh baby, is this what you were chasing around the whole night?” Taehyun says to you, hovering his lips over yours, pouting mockingly at the way you whine and plead incoherently, “just a dumb pup that doesn’t know the first thing about making a girl feel good?” 

Hueningkai’s face feels like it’s on fire, and it definitely reflects on his skin that glows a brilliant red, eyes widening at the things Taehyun spews about him to you— a determination to prove him wrong fires up within, and before he can second guess himself, he wraps his hands around your thighs and pulls you closer. 

“Mhh, look at that,” Taehyun says, cupping your cheek sweetly, watching as your eyebrows furrow and your mouth falls open to let out a soft moan, “that’s a start.”

Hueningkai’s movements are soft and shaky, so gentle you’d almost miss it if you weren’t so needy— his tongue is warm as it presses against your clit, hesitant before it flicks up and feels the way you twitch; it slowly becomes a steady motion, soft kitten licks that have your cunt clenching around nothing, hips grinding down in search of more. 

“Not enough, huh?” Taehyun practically reads your mind, not having to wait for a response as he reaches down and tangles his fingers roughly into Hueningkai’s hair— he watches as the man jolts, peeking up through his lashes to look at the other in panic; when Taehyun’s grip tightens and pulls on the long locks, his eyes flutter shut and a small groan rumbles in his chest. 

“C’mon,” Taehyun chides, using his grip to guide Hueningkai’s mouth down, watching as his tongue lolls against your hole before pushing him forward, smushing his face firmly into your pussy, “give our angel some more.” 

Hueningkai doesn’t need to be told twice— feeling your entrance clench against his tongue is enough, tasting your cunt that leaks onto him and leaves him intoxicated; he allows his tongue to slip inside, opening your walls and feeling the way you flutter around him, sucking him in and whining for more— Taehyun can only watch with a coy smile, hand continuing to guide Hueningkai’s actions as his nose is pressed against your aching clit, the hitched moan you let out enough to encourage the man between your legs.

“Shit— hah…” you’re a panting, dizzy mess, hands gripping onto the sheets as Hueningkai slowly becomes more eager; nuzzling into your cunt to dig his tongue in further, pretty nose pressed into your clit and hot muscle curling into your walls, feeling the way your thighs shake and tense with his movements— not allowed to pull away either, Taehyun’s firm grip on his hair keeping him pressed against you and moaning into your cunt. 

“Kai…” you slur out, hips jumping at the way he hums against your pussy, attempting to look up though his fogged lenses and failing— the sound of your broken voice enough to have him imagining the flustered expression on your face, cock twitching at the mere thought. 

“Need more…” you plead softly, eyes fluttering shut as his fingertips dig into the plush of your thighs, pushing up and throwing your legs over his broad shoulders, “please, wanna feel your fingers…”

You hear Taehyun let out a chuckle at your request— but you pay it no mind, whining desperately and grinding your hips down in hopes that Hueningkai will listen— and though the loss of his mouth on you has you ready to whine and complain, the feeling of his long fingers pushing in shortly after has all thoughts dying in an instant. 

“Oh my god…” it isn’t just you that’s gasping and moaning in surprise— Hueningkai’s mouth continues to spill curses as he feels your warm walls envelope him, lithe fingers slipping further inside and curling curiously against the spongy spot against his fingertips— feeling you jolt with a sharp cry, he knows he’s discovered something good. 

“Such pretty sounds,” Taehyun mumbles, drinking in your expressions before he’s glancing back down at Hueningkai, “but I know you can be louder for us, baby.”

Hueningkai’s fingers that have begun a steady pace are joined by his plump lips that circle your clit and begin to suck on it harshly— if it hadn’t been for Taehyun, Hueningkai would’ve been content watching your hole soak his digits, a thick ring of cum pooling at his knuckles as he continues to thrust against spots you never thought existed; overwhelmed by the stimulation, you can’t control the way your hips buck and twitch, hands searching for something to ground you— they find themselves intertwined with Taehyun’s soon after, feeling him give your hand a reassuring squeeze and a kiss to the back of it; you think you hear him mumbling soft praise to you, but it’s all lost as Hueningkai’s tongue continues to lap and suck at your clit.

“Tyun, Kai, I’m—” the words die on your tongue, nails digging into Taehyun’s hand as you squeeze your thighs around Hueningkai’s head, “‘m so close!” 

“Just a little more baby,” Taehyun purrs, listening to the way Hueningkai’s pace quickens, fingers pumping into your greedy cunt that squeezes him tighter, “c’mon, you can take it.”

Your eyes are squeezed shut from the pleasure, your orgasm building up to an intensity that leaves you unaware of the way Taehyun observes you carefully, drinking in every furrow of your brows, your trembling lips, the broken sob that leaves you once it all crashes down— your cunt pulses and sucks Hueningkai’s fingers in as you finally cum, a weak cry the only thing you can muster as he continues to help you ride it out, tongue lapping up the release that leaks around his fingers.

“I’ve got you, there you go sweet girl,” Taehyun coos, smiling sweetly at the way you pull him in to bury your face into his chest, clinging onto him for support— his words bringing a broken whimper out of you lips, gasping against the sturdy muscles of his chest as you calm down. 

“Kai, please…” you sob, your cunt well abused by the man’s tongue that continues to lap at you leisurely, already having cleaned his fingers and gone back for more— he’s drunk off you, humming absentmindedly against your cunt before he’s licking a long stripe along your entrance, relishing in the long whine you give him as he flicks his tongue on your clit, “please, no more— ‘m sensitive…”

He’s reluctant, only giving in after Taehyun forcibly grabs his hair and tugs him off— through bleary eyes, you take in his fogged, crooked glasses and low-lidded gaze that continues to stare at your glistening pussy in wonder, slathered in a mixture of his spit and your release— he places a gentle kiss on your cunt, listening to the gasp you let out with a crooked, shy smile. 

“Sorry…” he sighs out, massaging the bruised spots of your thighs, licking his lips absentmindedly before he looks up at you, eyes wide and sparkling with doubt. “D-did… did I do okay…?”

You blink in disbelief; when you’ve gazed into his eyes and confirmed that he’s serious, you throw your head back with soft laughter, shaking your head in disbelief before looking back down at the man between your legs— you take in his flustered expression, unable to hold back the fond smile that creeps on your lips. 

“God, you really…” your leg hooks into his back, heel digging into the firm expanse as you reach down to cup his face, his eyes fluttering shut upon contact; your thumb caresses his cheekbones, reaching to adjust his frames as you sigh. “Drive me crazy. You’re perfect.”

“C’mon angel,” Taehyun coos, cupping your cheek and turning you to look at him— he’s pouting, thumb tracing your bottom lip as he speaks, pulling it down with dark eyes, “don’t forget about me, I’m here too.”

The whimper that leaves your throat is downright pathetic— your cunt clenches, tongue darting out to lick his finger, mouth obediently opening as he pushes it in; your eyes are glazed with desire as you suck on it gently, your free hand reaching up to Taehyun’s shoulder, bringing him down towards you. 

“Tyun, I need you,” you sigh out, pulling him into a soft kiss, lingering against his lips as you speak, “want you to fuck me so bad.”

Your desperate pleas leave the two stunned— Hueningkai can feel his cock twitching desperately against the sheets, watching with wide eyes as you squirm shyly, flustering at the filth that Taehyun whispers in your ear.

“Such a greedy thing,” Taehyun purrs, grinning at the way you melt immediately at his words, “was Hueningkai’s mouth not enough for you? Not satisfied?”

“N-no, that’s not true,” you interject quickly, glancing down at the man between your legs that continues to stare up at you with wide, shining eyes— then you look back at Taehyun, heating up under his condescending gaze, “just want more— wanna feel your cock, please…” 

“Yeah? Want me to show you what you’ve been missing?” he murmurs, leaning down to plant kisses against your jaw, chuckling softly at your eager nods, “want me to fuck you good in front of our intern? Show him how it’s done?” 

“Yes— please, yes—” you breathe out, mewling at the soft sucks and bites he gives you, “fuck me, I need it, want it s’bad— ah!” 

Taehyun’s teeth are sharp as they sink into the juncture of your neck, a loud keen escaping you as your back arches from the stinging sensation— his tongue is quick to soothe against it, his hand that was previously tightened against the youngest’s hair falling possessively against your waist, his glare lethal as his eyes lock with Hueningkai’s.

“You heard her,” he grumbles, coy smile tugging at his lips as he nods over to the chair that’s placed by the window, “now be a good boy and go watch over there.”

Taehyun’s jealous streak is alive and well; Hueningkai is happily resigned to sit back and watch as Taehyun kneels between your legs, heavy cock leaking against your pussy as he ruts his cockhead against your clit, the two of you too lost in each other’s lips to do anything about it— he watches with furrowed brows as you whine and mewl at the stimulation, hips jumping with need every time his tip teases your entrance; catching on it, just enough to slip in for a moment before it slips out again. 

The noise that leaves your mouth when Taehyun finally enters you has Hueningkai closing his eyes and trying his best to not cum on the spot— his hand that had previously been wrapped around his weeping cock is still, squeezing his base as he watches Taehyun stretch you out slowly— your teary eyes jump from Taehyun’s face to Hueningkai’s, mouth falling open to let out another pretty moan as Taehyun bottoms out inside you, hips glued to yours. 

“Shit… you’re so tight,” Taehyun groans, throwing his head back at your wet walls that continue to flutter around him, trying to suck him in deeper; looking back down at you, he smiles, taking in your wandering eyes as he glances over at your point of interest. 

“You enjoying this?” he teases, thrusting his hips shallowly to pull another whine out of you, feeling the way you clench even tighter around him, “like having him watch you like this?”

“Yes, nngh, fuck—!” you gasp, words stuck in your throat as Taehyun slowly pulls out of you, until his leaking tip is the only thing your cunt can ache around— you jump as he bottoms out in you with one harsh, swift thrust; when your glistening eyes meet Taehyun’s, you’re met with that familiar, dangerous glint in his shining pupils. 

“Then be a good girl and show him how good you feel.” 

Your mind is nothing but a melted puddle in your head; your eyes have rolled to the back of your skull, mouth fallen open as you lay there and let Taehyun use you just how he wants— thick cock battering into your walls harshly, calloused hands holding onto your waist to keep you close, hips angled up so he can fuck into you better— it’s so good, you’ve never been fucked like this before, nothing but a pretty doll for Taehyun to use in order to reach his peak, brows knitted and eyes zoned in on every expression you make, cock twitching at every moan and cry of his name. 

God, all this time working together in the office, yet you never took note of Taehyun’s physique; his suit always tailored to perfection, just enough to fit but not enough to show what was hiding underneath— you’re stuck in a trance as you watch the way his stomach clenches with every thrust, abs glistening from the sweat that runs down his body, your legs wrapping around his small waist to pull you closer; his body feels so firm under your hands, grabbing onto his biceps and crying at the way he fucks you into the mattress, his quiet, deep voice murmuring filth into your ears as he angles his cock just right, finding your sweet spot with ease— listening to the way you squeal and press your hands against his chest, gasping that it’s too much; when you feel him smile against your lips, you know you’ve fucked up. 

“Too much?” he mocks, slowing his pace, listening to the way you whine— only to shudder and tuck your face into his neck, pussy clenching at the way he’s bottomed out inside you, rolling his hips so slowly and deeply— pressing you further into the bed, chest pressing against yours and trapping you under him as he huffs, “we can’t stop now, baby— Hueningie’s enjoying the show too much.”

Like clockwork, you glance over Taehyun’s shoulder and at the man who remains seated, watching— and Taehyun can feel the way you gush around him, pussy so slick and stuffed that you have no other choice but to let it leak out and soil your sheets— because really, the sight is to die for. 

His tie has been loosened, his blazer shrugged off— his shirt is unbuttoned halfway, heaving chest peeking out and glistening with sweat— his hair is ruffled, glasses hanging low on his nose, and when your eyes meet his, you feel trapped; he’s entirely fucked out, his neediness conveyed with a single glance— when your eyes begin to wander back down, you can’t help the whine that leaves your swollen lips. 

“Hyuka,” you cry, fingers digging into Taehyun’s shoulders as he continues to fuck you deep, holding onto your thigh to keep you close; you can’t keep your eyes off the way Hueningkai continues to fuck into his fist, matching the rhythm as slick sounds emit from the cum that leaks out of his needy tip, droplets falling onto his hands that continue to grip tightly around his length— you watch as he swipes a thumb over the slit of his cockhead, a whimper falling from your lips at the way his hips buck and his cock twitches; you think your mouth started watering.

“Greedy girl,” Taehyun chides, propping himself up on his elbows, taking your chin in his hands and forcing you to turn back to look at him— your eyes glisten as they meet his harsh gaze, stomach flipping at the intensity as he tuts disappointedly at you. 

“Drooling over him while I’m here,” he punctuates his words with a calculated thrust to your sweet spot, listening to the choked moan you let out with a satisfied smile, “fucking you this good.”

“‘m sorry,” you mumble breathlessly, fingers digging into his back, feeling another orgasm beginning to build up, “‘m sorry Tyunnie, please don’t stop— please, I’m so close…”

Listening to your mindless rambles, he lets out a breathy chuckle— only to grab your thighs, bringing them up and throwing them over his shoulders, watching the way you melt at the new angle— and he lets out a soft groan, feeling his own high approaching with the way you continue to clench around him so tightly. 

“Yeah, that’s right,” he breathes out, hands that were holding onto your thighs now bringing them down toward your chest, practically folding you as your eyes roll back, mouth falling open as he presses his weight against you, thick cock bottoming out and reaching in deep, hitting the spots that make you gasp and yelp— he’s leaning down to press his weight against you, pushing you into the mattress as he rolls his hips and angles himself to hit your sweet spot; his hand leaves your thigh, reaching down to circle your clit, and you shudder with a broken cry, “got you falling apart on my cock— fuck, and you’re still looking over at him.” 

“I’m close,” you gasp, hands reaching for his shoulders, nails digging into his skin and leaving marks, “oh my god, I’m so close, please, just like that—”

“Gonna cum?” he whispers, the mischief in his tone lost on you as you nod, “tell me how sorry you are. Maybe then I’ll let you cum.”

You’re snapped out of your daze the moment you feel everything stop— his cock pressed deep into you, his fingers that lay still on your clit, the weight of his body heavy as you look into his eyes, only to be met with his heated, expectant stare.

“‘m sorry…” you mutter meekly, cunt clenching and gushing around his thick length desperately, only to be met with his low grumble that asks you for what?  “‘m sorry for ignoring you— sorry for making you wait—” 

“Should be sorry,” Taehyun interrupts with a breathy laugh, throwing your head back at the way he begins to thrust into you again, deep and agonizingly slow, “took forever to finally get you like this— and now I have to fight for your attention?”

Hueningkai watches you shake your head fervently, in awe as you roll your hips against Taehyun’s, desperate for more— his cock pulses in his hand, slick with cum that continues to leak, eyes wide behind his glasses in fear of missing anything— he watches you react instantly to Taehyun’s motions, his hand circling your clit roughly as he begins to pound into you again, your body bouncing from the weight of each thrust, punching out moans from you.

“You really wanna cum that bad?” Taehyun mocks, feeling the way your cunt clenches around him— he looks down at where his cock disappears inside you, shining from your arousal, the wet squelching that comes with every thrust enough to have you heating up from embarrassment; but Taehyun thinks otherwise, etching the sight into his mind as his cock twitches and aches for more— your breathy voice that slurs out pleas is the only thing that breaks him from his trance. 

“Tell me who’s making you feel so good,” he growls, feeling his climax creeping up on him, mean thrusts turning sloppy, “c’mon baby, lemme hear you.”

“It’s you— fuck, ngh— fucking me so good, ah!” your stomach tightens, feeling Taehyun’s large hands splay over it, pressing down and making you feel his length that continues to fuck into you— his thumb is persistent on your clit, your body growing restless from the stimulation, “god, love your cock— you’re so good, wanna cum, need you to cum—!”

Your pleas have Taehyun closing his eyes with a hissed out curse, concentrating on making you cum before him— Hueningkai can only watch from his spot, gulping thickly as he takes everything in; your nails that dig into Taehyun’s shoulders, trembling hands slipping and running down his muscled back, leaving bright red marks in their wake— Taehyun’s cock that continues to ram into you, picking up his pace and pressing you further into the bed as you cry and whine that you’re close, face screwed up in pleasure— Hueningkai has to stop his own motions all together, biting down on his lip at the ebbing pain of his denied orgasm; his eyes flicker between your face and your pussy, both sights equally entrancing as he listens to your peak approach. 

“I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna—!” you whine, words lost on your tongue as you bury your face into Taehyun’s chest— your words are muffled, but they still reach Taehyun’s ears, “please cum inside me, want you to fill me up, please please please—”

“Fuck,” Taehyun hisses sharply, feeling you crash down with a loud moan, cunt creaming around him, “fuck, such a good girl— gonna fill you up, make you mine, pump you full of my cum—”

Taehyun’s hips have a mind of his own as he rides out his high, hand on your stomach continuing to press down even after you’ve begun to cry from the sensitivity, thick cum pumping inside you until it can no longer stay inside— you can only lay there and take everything Taehyun gives you as he calms down, hips coming to a stop as they press flush against yours; right when he thinks his arms might give out on him, he sits back, looking at your spent, sweating body with a triumphant smile. 

“So pretty,” he coos, caressing your face lovingly, watching you nuzzle into his palm with a tired sigh, “tired?”

“Mh-hmm,” you say softly, looking as though you might doze off any second now— you flinch at the sensation of Taehyun pulling out, the said man watching with hungry eyes as his cum slowly begins to pool out of your fluttering hole; he looks back up at you, tutting softly as he gives your cheek a playful pat. 

“That’s too bad,” he hums, your eyes fluttering open just enough to see him get off the bed, nodding over to where Hueningkai remains, “cause you’re not done yet.”

You whine, legs closing and thighs rubbing together nervously, but Taehyun is having none of it as he scoffs mockingly. 

“What happened to our greedy girl?” he asks, your stomach flipping at his words, “our little intern here hasn’t had his turn with you yet— I’m sure he can’t wait to show you what he learned.”

“Right, Kai?”

The exhaustion from your previous orgasm seems to have gotten to you— because with a mere blink of your eyes, you find Hueningkai hovering above you, gazing through bleary eyes as he begins to unbutton his shirt, staring at you with a desperation more intense than before; his hands are deft as they unbutton his pants, pulling them off with a swift motion and feeling your eyes immediately fall onto his weeping, blushing cock—  you’re quiet, allowing him to loom over you and pry your thighs apart, situating himself between them until his cock is resting over your mound, leaking and twitching against your stomach; you think you see him gulp, eyes running over your spent body as he clears his throat softly. 

“Do you think you can take more?” he quietly asks, hesitant to do anything yet unable to stop the way his cocks ruts softly against the softness of your stomach, “we can stop if you want us to.”

Immediately, you shake your head no— your hand reaches down to where his cock rests, feeling his breath hitch as your fingers trace around his cockhead, pressing into his slit— his eyes are wide as they meet yours, melting at the pout you give him. 

“No, wanna feel you,” you say, taking a hold of his length, slapping it against your stomach to watch the way it sticks, “want you to fill me up with your cum.”

His lips press together in shock, a broken whimper creeping out his throat— he’s trying his hardest not to cum, your mere touch enough to have him close. Pulling away— somewhat reluctantly— from your hold, he grabs his cock and lines it up with your sopping entrance; the sight of it leaking with Teahyun’s cum has his cock twitching in his hand, pressing it carefully against your fluttering hole. 

“Shit, you’re so warm…” he groans, watching his thick tip push slowly into you, the mixture of release coating his length as he eases himself inside— soft walls pulse around him, cum seeping out your entrance and coating his pelvis that remains pressed flush to yours; he watches your eyes widen and turn blank, a sharp gasp falling from you the moment he bottoms out. 

“Oh— you’re so…” words fall short, feeling his cock twitch inside you, his tip nudging against the deepest spots you never knew were there— you think you might feel him against your cervix, the stretch and length of him leaving your mind empty— “fuck… Kai… you’re so big…” 

The words have him shivering— his chest is flushing from all the attention, only able to stare down at you in awe as he feels your cunt adjust to his size; sensing his unsurety, you roll your hips against his and send him your signature, pleading look. 

“Kai, please,” you moan, reaching up to grab his hands and placing them on your hips, “just use me— just wanna make you feel good.”

The phrase just use me has Hueningkai’s brain short-circuiting; with one last look at you— your sweaty, spent body, thighs shining with slick and eyes fluttering with the last bit of coherency you have— he groans, fingers digging into your waist and pulling you right into him; the yelp you let out at feeling him nudge into you cervix falls on deaf ears, and Hueningkai allows himself to get lost in your dripping cunt. 

His hips snap into you, thick cock slamming into your sensitive, used walls— you can merely cry and wail as you allow him to chase his pleasure, teary eyes taking in his dark eyes that remain glued to your cunt, watching himself disappear inside you; thick, creamy ring forming around his length, the wet sounds that come from your cunt and the weak clenches you give him with every  thrust— it’s intoxicating, so much that he hasn’t realized how loud his moans and grunts have become. 

“Y-you’re… so beautiful…” he whines, grabbing your hips and raising them into the air, just so he can have easier access to you— snapping his hips harsher into you, deep and cruel as he finds your sweet spot with an accidental, sloppy spot; listening to you keen and scramble to grab the sheets, his eyes narrow in concentration to find it again— and when he finally does, he doesn’t let up. 

“Kai, kai kai—” you whine out, tears pricking your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure; your brain is fogged and your cunt can only let itself be abused, squelching and leaking even more cum that dribbles down your ass and onto the sheets; it's a filthy, pathetic mess, and you feel Taehyun’s amused gaze on the two of you all the while, “Kai, please— agh, it’s too much!”

But even if the overstimulation has your body on fire, the last thing you want is for him to stop— Hueningkai seems to be on the same page as you, merely groaning at the tears that slip from your eyes, leaning down to hover over you and press you into the mattress, just as Taehyun had done before— carefully, he reaches out to cup your face, thumb wiping the tears from your eyes away. He leans down to give you a brief, sloppy kiss, pulling away to pant against your mouth. 

“‘m sorry, sorry baby,” he weakly says, out of breath as he continues to rut his cock into you wildly, “please, just a bit more— just give me a little more, ‘m so close, c’mon.”

With every wail and mewl you give him, a soft apology is whispered against your skin— plump lips kissing your tears away, burrowing his head into your neck as he murmurs that he can’t stop, sorry— his hands gripping onto your hips to ensure that you don’t squirm away from him, even if he continues to abuse your most sensitive spots. 

The line between pleasure and pain has blurred long ago, leaving you a sobbing, babbling mess as you continue to let Hueningkai use you, the man pressing his body against yours and successfully trapping you beneath him; your nipples rub against his firm chest, hands clawing at his broad shoulders, leaving marks with every harsh thrust that sends you reeling. He’s big in every sense of the word— overpowering you, covering your sight with his body and keeping you in whatever position he’d like with his mere hands— his grip is steady on your waist, making sure to keep you as close to his hips as possible, whether it be by angling your body differently or using his strength as leverage to fuck you against him— a little toy for him to use, your body nothing but a means to get him to cum. 

“Ah, your pussy’s so good,” he groans, looking down between your legs, curiosity getting the best of him as he reaches down to feel against your stomach, brows furrowing at the bulge he feels— then he presses down, the pressure making your breath hitch. “you’re sucking me in so good— you’re so tight, ‘m sorry, I just can’t get enough of you—”

“Kai” is all you can cry out, thighs beginning to twitch and your hips jumping with shocks of overstimulation, “Kai, hurts, can’t take it…” 

“Yes you can,” Taehyun speaks up, seeing through your lies with an amused smile, “c’mon angel, just a little more— don’t you wanna feel good? Hmm? Wanna feel him fill you up?” 

You whimper, unable to respond— his hand that was previously feeling the way his cock slipped in and out of you through your stomach wandered down, finding your clit and beginning to massage it gently; feeling you clamp down on him, Hueningkai moans, his high beginning to approach dangerously. 

“Just be a good girl and let him use you a little longer,” Taehyun says, watching fondly as your face twists with concentration, trying your best to keep up with the man that continues to abuse your cunt, “that’s it— just a little more…”

“‘m so close,” Hueningkai breathes out, thrusts becoming sloppy and his fingers on your clit becoming frantic, “can you give me one more? Wanna feel you cum on my cock, please baby.”

“Mhh, ‘s too much—” you gasp, a sudden pleasure beginning to seize your body, back arching and hips rolling in search of it— Hueningkai sees it immediately, putting in his last efforts to ram into your sweet spot, sweat running down his neck as he concentrates to not cum before you, “wait— wait, think ‘m gonna—!” 

Your peak crashes onto you unexpectedly, a rush of strength making you pull Hueningkai down as you bury your face into his neck, legs wrapping around his waist, cunt throbbing and tightening around his cock; Hueningkai is following immediately after, a long, broken whine leaving his lips as he lets his hips lose rhythm, rutting and pressing as deep as they can; hot, thick ropes of cum fill your already stuffed pussy, but the man above you is stubborn as he continues to fuck it back into you, fingers collecting anything that slips out and pushing it back in alongside his cock— the sensation has you gasping and clawing at his back. 

“Alright you two, that’s enough,” Taehyun’s firm voice is startling as Hueningkai jumps away from you, cock still buried inside as he finally takes in your broken state with wide, bewildered eyes— when he looks over at Taehyun, the elder merely chuckles. 

“She’s fine,” he says, cupping your cheek and leaning down to give you a chaste kiss, smiling at the way you blindly chase his lips, “she’ll be sore tomorrow, but she’ll be okay.”

Gesturing for Hueningkai to pick you up, he nods over to your bathroom down the hall. 

“C’mon, let's go clean up,” two of you— or rather, Hueningkai, with you limp in his hold— follow diligently, and a part of you wonders if the moment will come where the three of you address this strange dynamic. 

But with the way these two act so unphased, you think you might know what the answer might be. 

 ◦◦◦ 

“You barely touched your lunch today,” Taehyun frowns, slipping your jacket on for you as you prepare to leave the empty office, the said lunchbox in your hand and your bag in the other, “was Hueningkai’s cooking that bad?” 

“Hey, of course it wasn’t,” you scold, smacking his chest, ignoring the way his eyes darken at the action— you glance behind you and at the said man that’s just finished shutting down his computer, slipping his blazer back on and looking up at where the two of you wait— the smile he sends you is innocent, making your stomach twinge with guilt at Taehyun’s comment, “I was just so worried about the presentation this Friday, I guess I just lost my appetite.”

“My poor baby,” Taehyun pouts, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you in for a gentle kiss, “you’ve been working so hard this past month, I’m sure it’s gonna turn out great.”

“What happened?” Hueningkai is last to arrive at the scene, taking in the furrow of your brows with a worried frown. “Everything okay?”

“No, you’re starving our baby here because of your terrible cooking,” Taehyun chides, breaking into a grin as you gasp and hit his chest once more, “she barely touched the lunch you gave her.”

“That’s not true!” you gape, escaping Taehyun’s hold to run over to him, “oh my god, don’t listen to him!” 

“Was it really that bad?” he pouts down at you, puppy eyes glistening as he listens to you stutter through your explanation, placing gentle hands on your hips, “I woke up extra early this morning to make it for you.”

“Kai, of course not,” you stress, cupping his face and peppering kisses all over it— the tip of his nose, his cheekbones, his cupid’s bow— completely unaware of the way the two fight back mischievous smiles, “I love your cooking— I love you, love that you’re so sweet and make me lunch.”

“Then, how come you didn’t finish it?” Taehyun asks, sneaking up behind you to wrap his arms around your middle, placing his head on your shoulder, “so ungrateful… maybe we need to teach you a lesson, hmm?”

He places a soft kiss on your jaw, feeling you tense the moment you catch on to their scheme— you glance up at Hueningkai for help, only to find him staring back at you with unforgiving, sulky puppy eyes. 

“I think we should,” Hueningkai agrees, bottom lip jutting out cutely as Taehyun continues to kiss and nip at your neck, “you’re so mean, honey.”

Your mouth falls open in shock, unable to do anything but let the two men grab your hands and lead you out— their discussion on who’s place to go to doesn't process in your mind, and all you can think is that you fell into their trap, good. 

“Oh, you guys are so…” you mumble, still speechless as they turn to look at you— you turn from Taehyun’s dark, teasing gaze to Hueningkai’s playful one, shaking your head in disbelief, “terrible.”

You can’t help but think back to a few months ago— Huenignkai’s shy, flustered personality, Taehyun’s hopelessness and his silent jealousy— and you can’t help but wonder what monsters you’ve turned your boys into.

Hueningkai reaches to give your hip a loving squeeze— Taehyun chuckles, bringing your hand up so he can give it a kiss. “Save it for the bedroom, love.”

Oh, you’re in for a long night. 

[tyunkus]

merry christmas bae... hope u know your tyun hard thoughts got me through terrible terrible times of wanting him very badly.. Miss your pen... always....

about a week late of course but merry christmas to you too anon ♥️ i hope everyone is doing well!

[tyunkus]

beomgyu - forty one winks

[tyunkus]

yeahh .. okayy

[tyunkus]

강태현 一 ᴘᴜᴘᴘʏ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ .ᐟ

soobin has his good friend taehyun watch his puppy for a night... but she unexpectedly goes into heat! he can't give in to her begging, he isn't even her owner! oh, but she's just so cute when shes needy...

★ pairing。kang taehyun x fem!reader‎‎ x choi soobin ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎g。⧼ 📖 ⧽ smut , pwp ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎cw。non-idol au・puppy hybrid!reader・mating cycles/in heat・breeding kink・mean dom!taehyun・degredation and praise kink・doggy style・unprotected sex・talk of creampies・manhandling・strength kink・allusions to group sex ・frottage ・sex on furniture ・daddy kink at the very end ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎wc。1. 1 k | to library。

★ requested。" pet sitter!taehyun and puppy hybrid!reader " from my darling @jenomov

notes from lia。i'm not the biggest fan of how this turned out, for some reason i find hybrid!reader difficult to write... but i hope you all enjoy it!!!

“hyung, what do i do?” taehyun whispers urgently into his phone, sat ramrod-straight against the back of the couch. his leg bounces nervously, free hand white knuckling the armrest as if it were the only thing keeping him upright— it very well could be with how you were clambering on top of him.

“taehyunnie, just once, please? i promise i’ll be a good girl!” you whine into his ear, nails scratching desperately at his soccer jersey. your soft puppy ears tickle his tan skin.

“holy shit, is that her?” soobin’s voice crackles over the receiver, sounding more amused than anything. “i’ve never heard her talk like that before. aww, she sounds so sad…”

“hyung.” taehyun grits his teeth. “i’m being serious. you gotta come back, i don’t know what to do— i knew i shouldn’t have agreed to watch her, i told you i don’t know a damn thing about hybrids!”

“are you sure she’s in heat?” came soobin’s reply.

“are you serious?! do you think i’m stupid? she’s dripping all over my fucking lap.”

it was a sight that taehyun was sure would stay with him for the rest of his life. those tight little shorts you were wearing did nothing to stop the outpour of slick dribbling down your thighs, soaking through your clothes to the point they’ve molded themselves against the curves of your ass and pussy. you grind your cunt down hard and desperate against his jean-clad thigh, rubbing your clit against the rough fabric and leaving a large noticeable wet spot in the denim. it was obscene, like some dirty fantasy from the recesses of his imagination come to life. taehyun could feel his sanity chipping away bit by bit every agonizing second he sat there like an idiot watching you seduce and defile him. as much as he tried to will it away, his cock was growing so hard that it was starting to get painful, the throbbing shaft straining against his fly as if it were trying to burst through. he could tell from the glee on your face that you could feel it against your thigh.

but you were soobin’s no matter how hard his dick got, even if he was the one that you were begging for. the fingers of his free hand shake with the effort it took for him not to grip himself through his pants.

“a pretty bad storm’s blown through the city, there’s no way i can come back home tonight.” soobin sighs, snapping taehyun’s wandering attention back to the conversation in hand. “besides, as bad as it makes me feel, i can’t miss this conference. the ceo is going to be there; my entire job depends on this stupid presentation. i’m so nervous i feel like i’m gonna be sick… “

“tyunnie….” you mewl into his neck, tearing his attention back to you. your voice was honeyed and dripping with desperation, sugary sweet whimpers and whines tugging at taehyun’s belly deliciously. so pathetic, erotic, and debauched… better than any pornstar he’s ever heard. he can’t tear his eyes away from your drippy cunt and it’s hypnotic movements against him, the way he could see you getting wetter and wetter through your soaked little boy shorts. “it hurts so bad, feels so empty— need to get bred, please, just give me your cock!”

“holy shit, she sounds so slutty…” soobin sighs wistfully, just as distracted by you as taehyun was. “god, what i wouldn’t give to be back home right now… why aren’t you taking care of my baby? she’s asking so nicely, using her words like i taught her to— do you not want to help her?”

taehyun splutters, shamefully unable to force himself to stop you when you paw at the bulge in his pants, pretty watery eyes looking up at him wantonly; for a frightening moment, taehyun wondered if you could somehow read his mind.

“i-i mean, yes, i do— but. um.” the sensation of your wet hot tongue lazily swiping across his jawline makes his entire body jolt, his erection twitching against your squeezing hand. he chokes on a moan, instead squeaking oddly into the receiver. “s-she’s your hybrid, hyung. you would be better for her anyway, are you sure you don’t want to just wait until you get back..?”

“i’m saying it’s okay, aren’t i? she can’t wait that long. take care of her for me, i’ll be home tomorrow.”

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taehyun’s never felt this dirty in his life. your wagging tail brushes against his abs as he pounds you over the armrest, your face mashed into the couch cushions by his broad hand pushing down on the back of your head. your floppy ears bounce along with your tits with his thrusts, your plump ass smacking loud and wet against his hipbones. there’s so much slick that it drips down both of your legs to the floor, a puddle forming at your feet. his other hand grips tightly on your meaty thigh, holding your leg up to get his thick fat cock impossibly deeper inside of your tight, gushing little pussy. your sopping shorts and panties dangle uselessly from your ankle.

“you like it like this, huh?” taehyun spits, his words rough and choppy with exertion. “ass up, face down like an animal? nasty whore. breeding bitch.”

“yesyesyes!” you wail in rapture, voice muffled against the cushion. “breed me, breed me! wan’ your cum, tyunnie, please!”

taehyun’s eyes roll back in pleasure and he curses under his breath. “fuck, you want me to cum inside? fill that pussy up? you’re so fucking tight, sucking me in… been needing this cock so bad, huh?”

his bulbous cockhead rams into your cervix deliciously, making you squeal and shake. the gummy walls of your pussy pulsate around him, letting out nasty squelches as he thrusts into you maniacally. you’ve barely begun yet taehyun is already embarrassingly close to his climax, your cunt so warm and wet and just begging for him to shoot his load deep inside.

you manage to turn your head to the side despite the pressure of his hand, and taehyun can see that both your face and the couch is soaking wet. you’re crying and drooling, pink tongue stuck out as you pant and moan. you’ve never reminded him more of a dog.

“you’re gonna make me cum!” you shriek, eyes blown wide as you gaze back at him. “i’m gonna cum, feels so good, don’t stop! cum with me, tyunnie, please please please? fill my pussy up with your babies, and then we can do it again, and again.. and daddy can join when he comes home! does that sound good, tyunnie?”

god, taehyun would like nothing more.

[tyunkus]

warning: hybrids

I have been thinking for too long about ot5 adopting/taking in a hybrid, learning the hard way soon after about heat cycles and having to take turns seeing to it because she runs them ragged one by one.

At first Yeonjun’s like “It’s alright guys, I got this,” but he’s in your room for two hours and taps out when you still want more. He emerges looking exhausted, clear scratch marks on his arms exposed by his tank top, wiping at his damp brow and beelining to the sink for water without uttering a word. He doesn't have to; cries of your continued desperation are the next thing to come from the open door.

You use Soobin to the point of overstimulation. They could all hear Soobin’s whining, whimpering and begging for mercy through the door after just ten minutes. Even Beomgyu, who had talked a big game before his turn, was heard moaning pathetically and at one point shrieking as if you were eating him alive instead of just using his cock until it was almost red raw.

When Taehyun steps up to the plate, they're all sure that this will be the end of it. The rest of them spoil you rotten, and though affectionate, Taehyun is the voice of reason for the others and the stern hand that keeps you in your place. And so, between his stamina and his handle on you, it's a sure thing that he'll be the one to ride out your heat, right?

Their jaws drop when it's not Taehyun who emerges from the bedroom but their beloved hybrid, scantily clad and hair wild, looking frazzled as you announce that you think something is wrong with Taehyun. The four boys shuffle to the door to see their friend, modesty covered by the sheets to their gratitude, sprawled on his back across the bed, panting heavily, eyes hazy – completely spent and dazed. "Did I break him?" you ask, your needs seemingly satisfied for now, or at least staved off by the concern for one of your loved ones.

"This is going to happen every month?" Soobin whispers incredulously to the group while you're distracted.

It's not three hours later, night just beginning to fall, when you're cuddled up on the couch, stretched across three of their laps, when it becomes apparent that it isn't over yet. Your eyes are fixed on the TV, but you absentmindedly begin to rock yourself against the boys underneath, squirming and fidgeting, unable to keep still, then your whining starts up again. The four boys look at Kai, the only one of them who hasn't helped you yet, their only hope, and by this point, after seeing the state you left his hyungs in, he's a little scared about what's in store for him. But he can't stand to hear you suffering, so of course he will help you. Big, gentle and sweet Kai who is completely wrapped around your finger is about to meet your wild side, and he may never be the same.

[tyunkus]

Im having a soobin brainrot… so anything soobin 😭😭😭

i will literally never shut up about size kink soobin

warnings: perv!soobin, chubby reader, reader’s shorter than him, size kink, piv sex, masturbation, bulge kink, calls reader “love”, dom!soobin, sub!reader, creampie, unprotected sex, BIG dick soobin, dacryphilia, breeding kink

soobin who can’t get enough of taking mirror pictures with you. gets to the point that you can’t go anywhere with him that has a mirror because he will drag you to them in a second ToT its a minor inconvenience to you, sure, but for soobin, you’ve just supplied his spank bank for the next week <3

because little do you know, your boyfriend loves seeing your height difference in those pictures, the way you’re barely up to his shoulder, he’s dwarfing you despite the fact that you weigh considerably more than him, gets off on the fact that he can make everything that’s “big” about you seem small. your hand in his looks so tiny, three centimeter difference at least, and he’s jerking off later with the same hand that yours had been in <3 and sure you look so sexy in that lace bra of yours, you know the one, but darling, won’t you just let your boyfriend use his hands instead? and oh, he just loves keeping a hand on your thigh, fingers denting the plush of them from his grip, he loves the way he can almost hold your whole thigh in one hand 🤭 

and vice versa, you make everything about him look big. pretty hands wrapped around his dick so prettily, fat cock barely fitting in your palm, he knows he’s big but you make it look even more so <3 and your cunt makes him look so big too, doesn’t it, the way you struggle to take the girth of him in, can feel him in your stomach already and he’s not even fully inside you 🤭 fucking you for the first time and smiling at how endearingly you beg to take all of him, pressing kisses to your tear-streaked cheeks, don’t wanna hurt you, let me go slow, alright, love? but when you beg him to fill you up entirely, swearing you can take it, he can’t resist giving you what you’re asking for <3

has you fucked out in seconds, a dazed, glossy look about your eyes that has him going feral, fucking you harder than he’d wanted to, but anything to hear the way you scream for him, your poor neighbors are gonna know his government name by the time he’s done with you <//3 loves the way you cry underneath him, whimpering out about how his big cock makes you feel so good, won’t he fill you up all nice and pretty with his cum? your boyfriend wouldn’t dare disappoint you, gonna make you all swollen and full with his babies <3

[tyunkus]

freaky sex w sweet romantic boyfriend gyu 😳

warnings: romantic beomgyu, perv!gyu, dom!gyu, sub!reader, spit kink, mean dom!gyu, bondage (just hands tied w a ribbon), use of sex toys (vibrator), orgasm control, overstimulation, dacryphilia, piv sex, protected sex!, masturbation, calls reader ‘baby’, ‘pretty girl’ and ‘good girl’

obsessed with the idea of beomgyu who is such a lover that it completely hides the fact that he’s a total perv

like beomgyu who always says that love is effort— and he means it, buying you flowers and keeping one so he knows when it dies that it’s time to buy you more, who takes you on the sweetest dates, picnics and movie marathons and the occasional fancy because he just wants to spoil his pretty girl <3 so you’re fooled into thinking he’s entirely vanilla, and lord, he is not

finding his porn twitter account is entirely accidental, but you’re making a new account just to follow him, because from what you can tell from his retweets, his tastes match yours up to a T. mean dom men and whiny sub women, a shocking amount of spit, and what seems to be a mutual bondage kink, you’re getting yourself off not just to the videos on your screen, but to the fact that he has too 🤭 

you keep quiet, though, until your six-month anniversary rolls around. beomgyu’s taking you out to a particularly nice restaurant, and halfway through the dinner, he brings up, with zero hesitation, the fact that he wants to have sex with you tonight. if you don’t, that’s cool too he assures you, eyes locked on yours with a small twitch of his lips but, I figured it’s been six months… you’re quick to assure him that you would like to do nothing less than that, and beomgyu’s even quicker to call the waiter over for the check

there are two small boxes on your seat when you get into his car, and, cheeks flushed a soft shade of pink, beomgyu lets you know that those are for later 🤭 pressing a tentative kiss to your lips when you get inside his apartment, he lets out a noise of relief when you increase the intensity, hands carding through his hair, then unbuttoning his shirt with such pure, unadulterated desperation that beomgyu’s hard in his dress pants already <3 he’s on top of you in his bed in seconds, clothes thrown to the wind, and god, how pretty you look under him, even better than he could’ve imagined

w-whats in the boxes? you’re gasping, breathless with his lips on your neck, and beomgyu laughs, handing them to you, you opening them, jaw falling slack. a vibrator and pretty ribbons, beomgyu smirks at you mind if I use these on you?

you don’t mind at all. wrists tied to the headboard of his bed, legs spread wide to expose your dripping cunt, beomgyu breathes out a slow exhale, hands moving to push your thighs even farther apart. god, you’re so pretty… holding the vibrator to your clit and turning it on the lowest setting, he laughs when your knees jolt together. c’mon baby, not even anything yet, are you gonna be able to handle more? smirking again when you nod, swallowing thickly, and he turns it up higher <3 pretty whines and whimpers are music to his ears

loves the way you beg for release after 30 minutes of edging, but you’re not gonna cum around anything other than his dick, are you? you whine so prettily, asking to be able to touch him, wanna be able to touch him when he’s fucking you for the first time :(( he obliges, undoing the pretty pink ribbons bound around your wrist, and you sit up, legs shaking where are the condoms? beomgyu bites his lip in a smile at your quickness second drawer

he’s practically trolling into your mouth when he finally fucks into you fuck, pretty girl’s taking me so good… and your poor cunt is spasming around him within minutes, so fast that he laughs, still fucking into you so hard you can barely breathe, g-gyu, too much, can’t take it, t’ sensitive! and he only presses a kiss to your wet cheek can take it, doing so good, what a good girl..~

he lets a drop of salvia fall from his lips to your awaiting ones, and you’re cumming around him again, taking him with you this time, his pretty body shaking above you, and when he falls beside you in bed after discarding the condom, you have half a mind to tell him you know about his twitter account <3

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(For kinktober)

Can you do a Taehyun + bondage fic? Like full on tying you up, lifting you in the air typa shit

The rest is up to your imagination, tysm + love u!

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

DAY 4 : KANG TAEHYUN + BONDAGE — “Stop fighting it”, he murmurs as he brushes a few strands of hair from your face, his hand coming to rest atop your head as he speaks. “It’ll only make things harder.”

Bondage, in the BDSM subculture, is the practice of consensually tying, binding, or restraining a partner for erotic, aesthetic, or somatosensory stimulation.

pairings taehyun x fem!reader warnings softdom!taehyun, bondage (kind of used as punishment), manhandling, oral (f.rec)

#serene adds ✎.. this one was a lot harder for me to write for some reason, but im still happy with the outcome :3

EVENT POST

The smooth silk is tight against your skin as it binds your wrists together. Placed neatly above your head, they keep your arms linked and locked in place as you squirm under Taehyun. — His hands are on your hips, tracing light patterns on your waist before they move up your chest. He stops to pinch one of your nipples through the thin fabric of your nightgown, making you squeal as your arms restlessly jerk against the mattress. And Taehyun smiles, that soft and gentle smile he always gave you. 

It tickles when his fingers meet the underside of your arms, hands slowly trailing towards your own. You let him intertwine his fingers with yours, a comforting warmth spreading between your connected palms. — His grip is firm but gentle as he leans in to press a tender kiss to your lips. With one hand on the silk ropes adorning your wrists, the other one slides beneath your slightly arched back, pulling you into his embrace. 

Your body is nearly limp in his arms as you let him redirect you as he pleased. And he did. One moment you’re on your back, enveloped by soft blankets and pillows, next thing you know he’s got you in the air, lifting you with ease as he moves you to lay on his chest instead. The sudden switch pulls a quiet shriek from your lips as they part from his with a small pop. But Taehyun only smiles as he lets you get comfortable in your new position. 

He pulls your bound wrists to his lips, pressing tender kisses to the skin of your knuckles, dividing his attention carefully onto each and every one of them. You shiver, despite your room being basked in a comfortable warmth. Taehyun’s dark eyes flicker up to meet yours as he lets go of your hands, fingers intertwining in the smooth silk around your wrists instead. 

You draw in a sharp breath when his thigh pushes between your parted legs, the rough texture of his jeans feeling like fire against your bare cunt. A quiet whine rolls off your tongue as you squirm on top of him, dainty nails sinking into the skin of your hands as you struggle against the silk ropes around them. Taehyun hums, the soft caress of his breath fanning across your flushed face. 

“Angel.” 

Your bleary eyes shift over to his and you blink, swallowing as you still. — “Stop fighting it”, he murmurs as he brushes a few strands of hair from your face, his hand coming to rest atop your head as he speaks. “It’ll only make things harder.” Then he smiles, that soft and gentle smile, and you know you won’t be able to resist him. 

It takes him a mere second to vanish from beneath you, leaving you to scramble against the mattress as you fervently search for him, struggling to sit upright thanks to your restrained mobility. — Slender fingers wrap around your ankle and you gasp as Taehyun yanks you down the bed, perching you on its very edge as he spreads your wobbly knees. 

With great effort you manage a peek in his direction, tied hands clutched to your chest as you regard him with anticipation. Taehyun’s eyes meet yours, dark irises swirling with desire as his gaze flickers over your restrained arms and your almost naive expression. Tongue dragging across his bottom lip before darting out to lick a slow stripe along your exposed cunt. Your head falls back against the comforter with a faint whimper and your jaw slacks as you stare up at the ceiling. 

“Hands above your head”, Taehyun instructs from between your legs. You immediately comply, gingerly placing your arms above your head as you let out a shaky exhale. He mutters a near inaudible “perfect” against your inner thigh before moving back to your aching core as he gives it a gentle kiss. 

You practically squeal as his tongue flicks over your throbbing clit, thighs clamping down around his head as you attempt to draw him in closer. The action is countered by a pair of hands on your legs as Taehyun forces them apart with a strength that makes your limbs burn. “Stay”, he grunts, his attention returning to your cunt as his tongue dwells past your folds, prodding against your fluttering hole. 

The high-pitched moan you emit when he pushes his tongue inside of you rings out into the hot air. Hands desperately clutching at the sheets though to little avail as the fabric seems to slip from your flimsy fingers. — The sharp bridge of his nose rubs against your clit with each minimal move of his head and you swore you saw stars when you heard him groan at the taste of you. 

Taehyun barely gives himself time to breathe as he lets your warm cunt engulf him completely, face pressed so far between your legs that it was nearly impossible for him to withdraw even if he wanted to. — You bite back a small whine, helplessly tugging against the silk around your wrists as your hands yearn to reach out and run through his soft hair as it tickles the skin of your thighs. 

He chuckles, hot breath whipping against your sensitive core as his tongue slips in and out of your cunt that continues to clench around him. — But when your thighs quiver under his hands once more, he suddenly stops and you almost cry out in displeasure. He sits back on his heels, eyeing you critically before reaching for something. You can’t tell what it is, not until you feel the smooth material wrap around your ankles. 

He starts with your left, tightening the silk around you before moving over to your right. You whimper as the new restraints force your legs apart. Taehyun on the other hand, only smiles as he settles between them. “Think you can keep still this time, angel?” He asks, letting his head fall to the side as his eyes catch on the way your chest rises and falls. 

You meekly nod, thighs twitching against the mattress as you silently plead for him to continue. Taehyun hums, his hand returning to your knees as he pushes it back down, his face hovering above your wet cunt. “Let’s find out.”

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how would txt members punish their gfs for being bratty?

ooheheheh... went a little crazy for this one

🔞 // nsfw , minors do not interact !

soobin -> binnie's punishments always come out of left field cos you won't even know he's angry until it's too late !! being so sweet making you cum on his face , but he keeps going and going even as you yelp and cry for him to stop because it's too much !! overstim and ruined orgasms r his fav <3 and having u cockwarm him when you've been needy but not letting u bounce or recieve any pleasure from it,, u wanted his cock, right ? now u have it !

yeonjun -> loves spanking and humiliation as punishments >< wont let you call him by his name , not letting you speak unless spoken to , makes u kneel between his legs while he jerks himself off and cums all over ur face ! he's not fucking ur slutty pussy, ur only getting it in the ass as u sniffle because ur not allowed to complain ! if he's especially angry with you he'll make taehyun take care of you for him, because tyunnie is so much meaner than he is.

beomgyu -> the meanie in him comes out... spitting the nastiest meanest things while he fucks ur face and cums down ur throat , tugging on ur hair to move u up and down on his cock... tells u to stfu or he'll make you, you always respond with oh yeah? make me ! because you know exactly where thats heading !! he gets so terribly jealous too.. public sex trying to make you scream >< also treating you like a dog as a punishment.. or vice versa treating him like a dog !!

taehyun -> always a fan of a good old fashioned spanking hehe >< will not hesitate to put you over his lap and make you count... also orgasm denial is a big one for him too ! not allowed to cum or recieve pleasure until he says you can, just makes u pleasure him !! no touching yourself for a week, understand ? and if he catches you breaking ur punishment you're in for a world of trouble. also into non-sexual discipline like making you do chores or writing lines lol (usually with a vibrator shoved in ur cunt)

huening -> u think sweet kai is going to punish his girl ??? he could never do that to her he's too down bad for her whining and pouting :( you would have to make him so angry that he can't even think straight.. which usually involves his deep jealousy streak >< even then he just wants to fuck u hard and remind u that ur his...

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wish u wrote more fics man i go through ur asks like its the morning newspaper 😭😭😭😭😭

😭😭❤️ thank you and i’m sorry 🥹

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Congrats on 500! Well deserved 😊

I have an obsession of txt's noises so::: Most to least likely to be the loudest in bed and what do you think they sound like? 😀

omg I can't believe this took me this long to get to this! if I think about txt's noises too long I have to sit down and drink a glass of ice water with a big fan, cartoon style lmao. I hope that this furthers your obsession🤭

MOST

YEONJUN

when he feels good his brain just slows down and he's just stream of consciousness saying what he feels. the ideal man (imo) because he's just talking the whole time. "yeah, you like that?" and "ohhhh so pretty for me" in the span of two seconds. when he's in a clear headspace he'll def talk you through it, but when he starts feeling really good he's just kinda blabbering. whines when he gets close. isn't one to outright moan so often, but whines and yaps please be loud for him too. likes hearing you moan and whimper and cry out his name. loves hearing how good he makes you feel

BEOMGYU

has two modes: soft quiet baby boy and motormouth menace. when you have soft sex he is the sweetest baby, quiet and gentle. soft sighs falling quietly from his pretty lips. the sounds of your kisses louder than any noise he makes. but when the two of y'all are fucking, that's a whole different story. runs his mouth telling you what to do, how he likes it, how good you feel. when he gets like this you'd better hope no one else is even on the floor because he doesn't care who hears you likes hearing you but also loves making you stay quiet. quickies in the dressing room with his hand over your mouth. fucking you into the mattress when he knows soobin and kai are in the living room playing league

HUENINGKAI

isn't really loud on purpose but makes so many pretty noises that they add up. lots of soft "oh"s and "mmmh"s when you take off your clothes or make him feel good. please please please run your nails across his back when he's fucking you. lets out the prettiest hiss of breath when you do and fucks you faster. always tries to bury his face in your neck or chest when he cums because he can't help the sounds he makes. completely dead silent if he's being a brat or trying to punish you, but if there aren't any dynamics at play he is just a sweet boy who can't help the sound he makes

SOOBIN

doesn't really say much because his head goes dumb when he feels you on his cock, but he has lots of involuntary noises. boobie lover soobin will let out a soft groan when you pull your top off, a sharp intake of breath when you let him touch them, and a loud, embarrassing groan when you let him put his face in them. whines if you tease him but if you're being nice expect heavy breathing and soft moans against your skin. moans loudly when he cums- head falling back, eyes squeezing shut- but gets shy after (what if the other boys heard?)

TAEHYUN

will talk you through it on occasion, but is generally more of a soft sighs and quiet grunts type of guy. the kind of guy to not say much but will whisper a "you're so beautiful" in the middle that makes you melt gets off on your noises though. part of why he's so quiet is that he wants to hear every sound you make. if something he does makes you moan or whimper, he'll keep doing it until you cum again and again. anything and everything to hear you

LEAST

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Bite me instead — C.San & K.Taehyun Prompt

Poor thing, biting down on the nearest thing you can find to muffle your noises? Well, they are having none of it. If you're gonna bite something, then "bite me instead."

You are reading Tae's version // San version here

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Pairing: (ATEEZ) Dom!San x Gn!reader, (TXT) Dom!Taehyun x Gn!reader (separately)

Genre: I'm going to be honest it's pure smut, just part of a prompt I thought fitted both, nsfw, hard hours.

Warnings (for both): Praise, biting and bite marks (like obviously), mentions of pain but they like it, also mentions of nail marks kind of, both are rough but San' s one is more descriptive and rough.

The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting gentle shadows across the walls. The air between you and Taehyun was thick with heat, the tension almost electric. Taehyun hovered above you, his half-lided-eyes sharp gaze filled with a hunger that made your pulse quicken. His intensity was always something that could make your breath catch, especially when he looked at you like this—completely focused, concentrated and in control.

You could feel your body responding to his touch, arching into him as if your body craved more with every moment. Taehyun's movements were always precise, as if he knew every sensitive part of you by heart, the ones that made you scream and the ones that made you gasp. The pleasure was so overwhelming, so raw, that you found yourself biting down on the ears of a plushie that was coincidentally placed wandering close to your face, you bit hard, trying desperately to keep your loudest moans from spilling out.

Taehyun’s eyes, sharp and attentive, flickered down to you. He slowled down and paused, his brow raising slightly as he noticed what you were doing. He reached over and gently tugged the plushie from your grasp, a teasing soft smile playing on his lips. "What do you think you’re doing?" His voice was low and velvety, full of amusement as he tilted his head.

You instinctively reached out for the plushie again, the absence of it making you feel oddly exposed. "I… I need it," you mumbled, your voice shaky and breathless as you tried to calm the rush of heat coursing through you.

Taehyun let out a soft, almost condescending chuckle. "Oh, no, baby," he whispered, leaning down so close that his lips brushed the shell of your ear. His breath sent a wave of shivers down your spine. "I want to hear you. Every. Single. Sound. Love"

His words sent a spark through you, and you bit down on your lip, trying to hold back the moan that threatened to escape. But Taehyun always noticed. He was too observant not to.

His hand found your chin, his fingers brushing your lips as he gently tugged your bottom lip free from your teeth. "Don’t do that," he said, his voice rougher now, more commanding. "You'll hurt yourself," His eyes softened a bit as they locked onto yours, the atmosphere between you shifting to something far more intimate, far more intense.

He shifted slightly, adjusting and giving you a view of his lean, toned shoulder as he leaned closer. "If you need to bite something," he said, his voice soft but filled with an undeniable edge, "bite me."

Your eyes widened in surprise. "W-What?"

He just grinned, his hand sliding down to your waist as he rocked his hips into you once again, the movement drawing a choked gasp from your throat. Taehyun groaned softly at the sound, his eyes never leaving yours. "You heard me," he repeated, his voice deepening as he began to move again, his thrusts more forceful, his rhythm designed to unravel you completely. "I don’t want you biting a pillow, or your lip— bite me instead."

Your heart pounded in your chest as you tried to keep quiet, your hands gripping onto his strong arms for dear life. The pressure was building so quickly, and Taehyun’s relentless pace was making it harder and harder to hold back, and he could sense that too.

Taehyun let out a low groan, his grip on your hips tightening as his thrusts became rougher. "Come on," he coaxed, his voice filled with need. "I want to feel it. I want to know just how good I’m making you feel."

His words sent a fresh wave of heat through you, and before you could think twice, he hit a certain spot that made you want to scream, so you gave in. Your teeth sank into his shoulder as a loud, muffled moan escaped your lips, Taehyun let out a long pleased sigh, his hand pressing into the small of your back, pulling you impossibly closer to him.

"That’s it," he murmured, his voice heavy with satisfaction. "That’s my good baby…"

You could feel his muscles flex beneath your teeth with every thrust,, the warmth of his skin against your lips grounding you in the moment. There was something so raw, so intimate about it—biting into him while he took you apart, both of you lost in each other.

His hands gripped your hips with a force that made you gasp, his pace becoming more frantic, more desperate as the two of you fell deeper into the moment. The sounds of his ragged breaths and your soft whimpers mixed with skin slapping filled the room, blending together in a symphony of shared desire and passion.

"You feel so good," he breathed out into your ear, his voice filled with an edge of possessiveness. "I love hearing you like this. Don’t hold back."

Your teeth remained buried in his shoulder, the bite grounding you as the pleasure built higher and higher. Taehyun hissed softly at the slight pain, the sensation clearly pushing him closer to his own edge, but his movements never faltered. His hand slid up to your neck, tangling in your hair as he gently pulled your head slightly back, forcing your eyes to meet his.

"Let go," he whispered, his voice rough and commanding. "I want to hear everything while you cum around me."

You shuddered and melted under his gaze, his words pushing you over the edge. You closed your eyes and bit down harder on his shoulder, your body trembling as the pleasure tore through you like a tid wave, your moans becoming louder, more desperate.

Taehyun’s pace finally slowed as he rode out your highs, his movements becoming softer, more deliberate. His breathing was heavy, his forehead resting against yours as you both came down from the intensity. He pressed a soft kiss to your cheek, his hand cupping your face as he pulled back slightly to look at you, his dark eyes filled with affection and pride.

"You did so well," he murmured, his voice soft now, almost tender. His fingers gently traced the outline of your jaw before sliding up to brush a strand of hair away from your face.

You let out a shaky breath, still dazed from everything that had just happened. "I think… I think I left a mark," you whispered, glancing at the red bite mark you had left on his shoulder.

Taehyun chuckled softly, his lips curving into a playful smile. "Good," he replied, leaning down to press a lingering kiss to your forehead "I like having proof of how good I made you feel."

You smiled weakly, still breathless and wrapped in the afterglow. "I’m glad I bit you," you mumbled, resting your head against his chest, feeling his heart still racing beneath your cheek. "Pillows just don’t compare." You joke.

Taehyun’s laughter rumbled through his chest as he wrapped his arms around you, holding you close. "You can bite me anytime," he said softly, his voice full of warmth and affection. "I’m always here for you."

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ok, hear me out…

kai - fucking you with a horror movie playing in the background, and yeonjun - fingering you with his face buried in your neck so he can avoid seeing the screen

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ok but accidentally (on purpose?) making your hubby / sugar daddy yeonjun jealous bc someone was getting super touchy w you at work .. he just eyes the other up and down w a glare so fierce. amd at first hes thinking of punishing you, but he realized hes been neglecting his baby due to work and little you just wanted his attention, so he spoils you by splitting you open on the silk bed sheets, and you two go at it all night. hes almost insatiable at the thought of someone taking his baby from him. hes like you dont even need a job you can be his cute little housewife and he cant stop talking about wifing you up

⤷ ♯ OFF TO THE RACES !

god, i’m so crazy baby 〃 i’m sorry that i’m misbehaving !

pairing. ⸝⸝⸝ choi yeonjun x fem!reader . rating. ⧼ 📖 ⧽ ⸝⸝⸝ nsfw , minors do not interact .ᐟ warnings. ⸝⸝⸝ sugar daddy!yeonjun , daddy kink , unprotected sex , spanking mention , breeding kink , mentions of marriage , est. relationship , creampies , vaginal fingering mention , dirty talk , pet names , degradation kink (slut , whore) , punishment mentions , soft sex

“do you just like pissing me off, is that it?” yeonjun growls, firm grip on your wrist leading you from the front door straight to the bedroom. “acting like a fucking slut in front of my colleagues. i should’ve bent you over and spanked you right there in front of everyone.”

“jjunie—“ you begin, but your breath gets caught short; immediately upon entering your shared bedroom yeonjun all but tosses you onto the king-sized mattress, a show of strength that both frightens and excites you. “daddy, i was just being nice!”

“bullshit.” yeonjun seethes. “i know how you are. you were letting those men touch all over you to get a rise out of me, yeah? i take you out to meet my colleagues, buy you a new dress, new shoes, and this is how you act? spoiled brat. you want your daddy to punish you? i’ll give you what you want, you little whore; gonna put you back in your fuckin’ place.” he tears your new dress off of your body with practiced ease, the expensive fabric ripping loudly— you know better than to complain. he’ll just buy you another one. you wore nothing but a tiny pair of panties underneath, and he rips those off too without hesitation, leaving you naked underneath him and squirming as he moves to make quick work of his belt. the sound of the buckle is enough to get you wet, your thighs clenching together in an effort to soothe the ache.

“keep those legs open.” he commands, tearing off his suit, raspy voice dripping with dominance. his eyes rake over your body as you obey wordlessly, laid open for him, sending a delicious chill down your spine— his gaze preens approval as it travels from your perky breasts and heaving chest to your glistening cunt, puffy folds spread open for him between your parted legs. you want nothing more than to please him, and regret begins to eat away at your lust, making you squirm underneath yeonjun’s touch as he trails his fingers over the expanse of your thigh. he was right, of course, he always is; you had purposely gone out of your way to rile him up at the banquet , been a little too friendly with his business partners in hopes that your notoriously possessive boyfriend would do something about it. he had just been so busy those last few weeks, working hard on some overseas deals, and you hadn’t felt his touch in so, so long… you ached for him in any way you could possibly have him, even if that meant a harsh punishment. at least, that was how you had felt at the time.

yeonjun seems to notice the sudden shift in your mood, eyeing you quizzically as his fingers inch closer and closer to your throbbing core. “what’s the matter, baby?” he hums, his gaze softening, “don’t want your punishment?”

you shake your head, pouting, teary eyed. “i’m sorry, daddy, i just wanted your attention. i miss you…”

yeonjun blinks once. then twice. and then realization dawns on him in a crashing wave, his narrow dark eyes widening as they scan over your sad little face. “oh, sweetie…” he coos, domineering persona falling away completely; he scoops you up into his arms, pressing sweet gentle kisses to your forehead and cheeks. “i’m so sorry, honey, i’ve been neglecting you, haven’t i? my poor baby.. she needs her daddy so badly, doesn’t she? shh, princess, daddy’s got you, daddy will take care of you…”

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“daddy, daddy, slow down!” you cry out as yeonjun pounds his long thick cock into your hole, his fingers rubbing hard and fast against your clit. your pussy squelches wet and nasty, fingered open and dripping arousal onto the silk sheets, and yet you’re still clenching down so tight, sucking him

in so desperately, slutty pussy begging for more even as you cry out for mercy: yeonjun groans into your neck, ruthless in stretching your cunt open, battering your cervix till it’s bruised; he’s already made you cum twice for him, sticky white ring around the base of his cock like a wedding band…

“fuck, marry me, please,” yeonjun stutters; he’s just as ruined as you are, desperate for release and chasing his climax, thrusts growing faster and harder with every shaking breath. “gonna make you my little wife, all mine! keep you home, fill you up with my babies.. how does that sound, sweetie? hm? being my little housewife?”

you’re too fucked out to properly digest any of what he’s saying, big watery tears streaming down your cheeks as you hiccup in pleasure. “yes, yes!” you shriek, you’d agree to anything he said as long as you’d get to feel him flood you with his seed, “anything you want, daddy, please!”

yeonjun just can’t help but spoil your pussy as much as he spoils the rest of you, spurting hot thick cum deep inside your greedy little hole as you cry and shake, come undone yourself as he fills you up. you rake your perfectly manicured nails down his bare back as you milk him of every last drop, pussy fluttering from the hiss he lets out at the feeling— yeonjun loves the stinging pain of it, already eager to see the red marks they’ll leave when he gets up for work the next morning.

“i meant it,” he mumbles into you hair as you both come down from your highs, laid tangled together on messy cum-stained sheets. “i’m gonna marry you.”

his cock is still buried deep inside of you, thick ropes of cum seeping out from your puffy hole; you look up at him with satisfaction and love, makeup ruined and running down your face, stifling giggles from the lipstick stains yeonjun had smeared against his own. “okay.” you whisper, cuddling into his chest. “you better get a good ring.”

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tummy lover big dick boyfie hueningie who gives belly rubs as aftercare cos his cock hits so deep inside it makes ur tummy hurt afterwards </3