BubbleStar22

this man is the very definition of “I will match your mood”. I think he’s the most “gentle” out of the entire group, especially when he’s conscious of his actions. He won’t push you too hard when you’re tired, but when you’re eager and horny? yeah he’s serving you like his queen.

“Jinu!” you gasp, your cute thighs squeezing his head ever so harder. He offered a quick session before his concert, but he’s already made you cum more than six times by his fingers.

“Yes, my love?” his lips grazed you clit, giving you soft kisses everywhere but where you wanted them. He was teasing you, making you too tired to walk back to being his manager. Your legs were draped over his shoulders, your back against the cold leather of the black sofa.

You moaned, feeling his tongue press flat against your wet pussy. The smell of sex filled the small room, where at any moment anyone could come in. You grab a fist of his hair, nearly gasping;

“If you don’t fuck me with that tongue, I’ll ride it myself—“

A squeak escapes your lips as he grabs your legs, and moves you forward until his nose pokes at your little nub. His eyes narrow, and you feel his smile;

“I thought you’d never ask, Princess.”

Romance ! - the worshipper

this man is an absolute flirt and tease, but he loves you so much. he loves having you on his lap as he fucks your trembling pussy, but adores it more when he devours you. it just so happens he likes romantic baths with you and being your personal “massager”.

“Do you like it when I press my fingers here, hm?”

The warm water of the tub swishes silently as you struggle to hold on to the edge. Rose petals litter the water and stick to your bare skin. Only a single kanzashi holds your soaked hair together, a gift by no one other than the man caressing your lower back and swiping your clit effortlessly.

You’re practically arched on the edge of the tub. Your hands hold yourself up on the bottom wall as your ass pokes out of the tub, where Romance licks at your wet flesh.

“Y-yeah,” you moan, feeling his tongue circle around your tight hole, “When are we g-gonna finish? I have to go to work—“

You yelp when he smacks your thigh, growling, “Your work can wait, for now,” he smiles, tension easing, “I think this spot here,” his tongue enters your pussy with a sudden slurp, his jaw practically gnawing at you.

He doesn’t get to finish when you ask, “Y-you’re not gonna eat me like this, right? Wait until—“

Romance laughs, making your cunt flutter;

“Oh, I’m making sure you’re getting massaged inside out, baby.”

Mystery ! - the secret pussy monster

this man got hidden talent and you can’t tell me otherwise. he’s non-chalant outside, doesn’t know you and doesn’t touch you. but the moment you guys are alone, he’s a fuck bunny. he can’t take a second without you; a real passionate lover with surreal skill and knowledge about your body. test him if you want, but you’ll always end up with a cummy mess between your legs.

“Myst—!”

Another moan escapes you, and you instantly cover your mouth. Your sweetly manicured nails dig into your cheek as your teary eyes peek at the crook of light spilling from the door.

Mystery has you against the wall, his large hands holding your legs up as his thumbs open your wet folds. His masterful tongue slurps and fucks your sweet cunt. It’s only five more minutes until his debut, and instead of talking with his demon friends, he chose to eat his darling below the stage.

His tongue flicks your swollen nub as he murmurs, “If you don’t stay quiet little one, then they might come down,”

Your eyes look straight down at the orbs peeking from his overgrown hair as he claws the sweet plush of your legs, “And you know I really don’t like sharing food, don’t you?”

As his sweetly trained human, you nod feverishly, and let your teeth sink into the flesh of your palm. His name is just like his demeanor, an utter mystery. Because next thing you know, you’re cumming just off his words, your orgasm being ridden by his sharp teeth morphing in.

“Yes little one, keep going.” He sinks his fangs onto the fat of your inner thigh, right at the beat when his name is announced for entry.

Abs ! - the combo daddy

he’s strong and he knows it. he takes pride in his fingering + demon tongue combo. and it doesn’t matter what you wear or where it is, he’s always patting his muscled leg for you to hump on. he only wants his meal warmed up after all.

“Your pussy looks so fucking gorgeous like yesterday,” his words were punctuated with each kiss on your glistening sore folds, “Just so good.” You kept your legs open, your hands holding the back of your thighs and pushing it towards your tummy. A light jingle came from your anklet, well kind of— it was a chain that kept you tied to your sides. So your hands and feet had to be close together, there was no other way around it.

The gag on your smeared lips smothered every moan and slurry word you’d say, keeping you nice and quiet to Abs. His thick fingers were felt deeply as he curved them up your spongey walls, making a sloppy squishy sound. The demon sucked and made hickies all around your aching pussy, marking his territory.

He was teasing you horribly, and you knew that. Your head tipped back, your throat making a gutteral nose when Abs mixed his wet muscle with his digits, stretching your pulsating hole evermore.

It felt so good, but so wrong as you felt his tongue grow in you, almost like a tentacle leaving every spot of you untouched. The violet boy peered up at you, seeing you struggle to keep your weight above. He only chuckled, a motion strong enough to allow his markings to fade in;

“You’re doing such a good job, baby. Keep it up and I might just reward you.”

Baby ! - mister sloppy

he’s so messy, but he cleans up— don’t worry. he loves to drool on your cunt because he doesn’t believe in “lube”…well unless it’s some food kink he has going on. he loves it when you wear short skirts, or his oversized clothing and no panties. he’s a perv, but a dominant one. if he tells you to “come here”, you better come there, or else he’s gonna start spanking you.

“Now, what did I say about walking around like that, hm?” Another spank on your pussy made you yelp, but inside you simply adored it. You loved it when he grabbed your neck, squeezing it and rubbing your cunt as he slapped it. Your hands clutch at the arm around your neck, whining as you kick your legs up;

“I jus’ wanted to show you the new dress you bought me…!”

Baby scoffed, his middle and ring finger jerking your clit slowly; “So you decide to flaunt this wet meal of mine out in public? That’s not very cool, y’know.”

“Well,” you squirmed, nearly choking as he tightened his hold on your neck, “You haven’t eaten me out since—“

“Oh, so my pretty little girl wanted me to eat her pussy?” his voice made your body flush with new rigor, your pussy clamping on his long fingers, “Well why didn’t you say so?”

Instantly, you were tossed on the floor; your behind was pulled upwards, making you arch on his legs as you held yourself up on the floor. The precious red dress was rolled up to your waist, and you felt all your blood rushing to your head at the position. You saw Baby’s foot tapping as he hummed a rhythm, and felt him lick his tongue up your opening. A gasp escaped your lips, making you shiver when he spat on your cunt;

“I have this new beat I’ve been meaning to use, mind if I do a lip choreography on this sweet pussy?”

You didn’t even get to reply when he went right on fucking his tongue in your aching hole, making you mewl as you pushed your hips upward. Oh how loved it when he made out with your pretty pussy.