MOVED TO @VANILLAKNJ

yeonjun sits at your table with red cheeks, crossing his legs, one over the other, in an attempt to keeping his composure.

“what’s wrong pup, can’t handle it?” you tease, slipping a hand i to your pocket to dial up the vibrations. he whimpers and cups a hand over his mouth, widening his eyes at you.

the date was casual, both of you just outside a simple cafe and eating your lunch. he had a jacket wrapped around his waist to hide how the tail made his clothes bulk.

“im- y/n, please.” he begs, clenching his thighs together for some sort of relief. “this was your idea, wasn’t it? i thought you wanted this, pup?” you ask, mocking sadness as your hand reaches toward your pocket again.

“no-“ he reaches out to grab your hand. “please don’t stop, i-“ he breathes. “i need to cum...” he whines, slowly letting go of your wrist.

“i want you to peg me.”

jungkook’s eyes widened at his own words. he realized the boldness of his words. his cheeks heat and redden, and he avoids your surprised eyes.

“i mean, you’re my best friend and i trust you with my life and you’ve been there for me for a long time and you’re the only person i trust to do this because-“ he rambles until you stop him with a small laugh.

“koo, it’s okay, slow down. you want me to peg you?” you ask, and he nods slowly. he’s known of you being dominant, and though he hates to admit it, he constantly finds himself wanting to be under you and he wants to be the one emitting the noises that he hears coming from your bedroom at least once a week.

“are you sure? i’m not going to do anything you’re unsure about.” you murmur and place a hand on his thigh, right above his knee. jungkook wasn’t a virgin by any means, he’s had his one night stands, as well as his relationships. but, he’s never had the chance to be taken care of or submissive in any situation, so he hoped you’d take on that role, being his best friend and all.

“yes, i’m sure. i want it to be you for my first time with ‘it’.” he whispers shyly. you give him a firm nod. “strip for me, then.” you order, and for a moment he forgot that the both of you were in your bedroom, and he gives a shy smile when he realizes. he stands up from your bed and follows your order. he’s clearly trying to tease as he slowly peels the shirt off of him and letting it fall to the floor.

he does the same with his loose joggers that hang low on his waist. he stops at his briefs, looking down and a bit embarrassed that you’ve barely even touched him and he’s so obviously affected by your minimal touch. “briefs too, koo.” you whisper, crossing to legs and reaching out to trace his obvious bulge with the tip of your finger. he whimpers cutely, flinching back a bit at the sensitive feeling.

he tugs off the briefs too, and uses his hands to cover himself. “you’re so adorable, kook.” you tease. “lay down for me?” you ask, standing up yourself so you can swap places. he instantly does what you say. “good boy.” you praise, pulling out a box from under your bed.

you give him a chance to peak and his eyes widen at all of the toys inside. as you’re tumbling through the box, he clears his throat and speaks up. “can we…. can we use the ribbon, too?” he asks, referring to the bright red ribbon in the box. you’re surprised for a moment before your mouth tugs up in a smirk.

“of course, baby boy. anything else?” you ask. he shakes his head no and reluctantly moves his hands away from covering himself and to his chest. you tug the ribbon from the box, and skillfully wrap it around his wrists and tie a small bow.

he clenches his thighs together as he tries to hide himself. “relax, baby.” you whisper, and he calms down a bit, keeping his legs down. “what would you like your safe word to be?” you ask, adjusting the harness on the strap-on you’d use. “um, blueberry?” he suggests. “that’ll work.” you shrug, stripping yourself of your own clothes. he has a look of adoration in his eyes as he watches you, doing his best to keep his cheeks from heating up.

you keep yourself in your simple underwear, pulling a small bottle of lube from the box as well. you pop the cap, and pour a good amount on to your fingers. “ready?” you ask, caressing the skin of his hips. “yes please.” he confirms.

you push his hips up a bit, and he raises his legs too. he feels a lubed finger press at his entrance, and he jolts a bit. your unoccupied hands clasped with his to calm him a bit. you push your finger in slowly, easing him into it. his eyes flutter shut slowly at the feeling. you continue your ministrations a few times, and you smile a bit when you hear him moan. you add another finger and pick up the pace a bit. “feeling good, kook?” you check in, and he nods his head quickly, fists balling as they sit cutely on his chest. “s-so good.” he whispers, subconsciously pushing his hips back onto your fingers. he jolts and squirms suddenly when he feels your fingers brush over something inside of him. “t-there! please, again!” he whines out.

teasingly, you scissor your fingers a few times, and you know you’ve touched it again when he jolts and let out a sultry moan. “hey!” he whines when you abruptly pull out your fingers. his protests are stopped when he sees you adjust the harness of the strap on your waist.

“you can still back out koo, i want you to be as comfortable as possible.” you tell him, standing in front of his hips. “y-yes. i still want to do it.” he nods, giving you a small smile to show he meant it.

you pull his hips towards the edge of the bed, and line up the toy with his rim. he feels it prod against his entrance, and whines, wanting you to hurry up. it comes quick enough though, because before long he feels the toy push past the right ring of muscle and enter him slowly. it feels weird at first, and he’s not used to it, but as you move bottom out, it goes away.

you push in and out a few times, and he moans as it starts to feel good for him. small whines are falling from his lips, and you pick up the pace and move faster and faster with each thrust. his sensitivity is through the roof, and it’s not long before he’s a panting and moaning mess underneath you.

his hips are pushing against yours as well, trying to get all the friction he can. “m-mommy…” he whimpers out, head falling back into the pillows. you smile down at him upon hearing the title. he opens his eyes momentarily but hey they only roll back as you go faster. he’s reduced to babbles of ‘mommy’ and whimpers. “s-so good-“ he whimpers out, chewing on his bottom lip trying to suppress his sounds.

“mm, baby, i wanna hear you,” you comment, delivering a particularly sharp thrust to his prostate. his mouth parts at that, moaning loudly in response.

your hand that wasn’t holding up one of his legs was curling around his cock, “s-sensitive!” he cries out, though he doesn’t try and pull away from the feeling. “are you getting close kookie? gonna cum for mommy and make a mess?” you ask, timing your hand with your thrusts.

“y-yes mommy,” he breathes. “g-gonna cum for you.” he says and his breathing increases, and his hands are clenching and unclenching around nothing. “c-cum- mommy…!” he struggles with his words and his back arches off the bed. his eyes roll as he cums and makes a mess on his tummy. eventually, you slow your movements and pull out of him slowly.

you untie the ribbon from his wrists. and take off the strap on. you make a mental note to clean it later, and put the ribbon back in the box and close it and slide it back to its hiding place. you waste no time in cleaning him up, you’re about to leave to get him a glass of water, but his arms hook around your waist. “koo, i’m just going to get you some water. will you be okay for a few seconds?” you ask, raking your fingers comfortingly through his hair. he groans but reluctantly removes his arms from your waist.

you speed walk towards the kitchen and grab a bottle of water, and go back to him. you get under the covers with him and he instantly clings to you. he allows you to help him drink the water, and goes back to cuddling you when you’re finished. “are you okay, koo? wanna go back to your room?” you ask, kissing his forehead. “no!” he answers quickly. “i mean, no, i’d like to stay in here…” he whispers, cheeks reddening. “you’re cute, koo.” you comment.

“can we talk?” he asks, fiddling with a thread on your underwear. “always, koo.” you murmur comfortingly. “well, i’m glad that you were the one to do… that, but i have something to tell you, but i don’t know how you’re going to take it.” he admits. you nod along to what he’s saying. “i like you, and probably even love you. but, i don’t wanna be a one night stand. i like it when you take care of me, and i wanna be able to cuddle you without being just friends. i wanna go on dates with you. i wanna kiss you and hug you i-“ he rambles in, but you cut him off with a soft kiss.

mark tuan — breeding

mark loves the feeling of you filling him up, artificial cum or not, he absolutely loves it. his orgasms are also more intense when you cum inside of him, which is why it’s mostly saved for special occasions.

he likes it mainly because it’s an intimacy thing. when you’re filling him up, he feels impossibly closer to you in a sense. he feels like he’s truly yours and vice versa.

lim jaebeom — pegging

jaebeom is normally a service top, we know this, but there are times where he wants to be taken care of. not to say that you aren’t taking care of him when he’s your service top, but sometimes he wants to be pampered too, especially since it takes the edge off him being the leader.

that being said, there are times where he acts needier and clingier and you have to catch on to the fact that he wants to be pegged. during the scene, his moans are a lot louder, but it takes a bit to coax them out at first. babie just wants to be babied, that’s all-

jackson wang — pet play

okay he’s the reason i put ‘slightly’ in the title. we all know that jackson does nothing to hide his pet play kink. call him pup or puppy in that voice, and he’s going to become a needy mess.

he’s your obedient babyboy, he’s never gonna act out or anything. he’s also willing to do literally anything you want. as long as he remains your pup, he has no problem with anything you want to do to him.

park jinyoung — daddy kink

okay hear me out 🧍🏾‍♀️ he has a thing for calling his s/o daddy. the word just roll off his tongue, all silky and smooth. of course he’d never let you know about it, he’s a sassy brat, and it’s something you need to figure out on your own.

imagine yugyeoms silky thighs wrapped around a pillow. he still has his boxers and an oversized hoodie on as he ruts against it roughly.

he has two of his own fingers in his mouth as he does, suckling on them softly as he whines and moans around them. he’s doing his best to be quiet, but it just feels so good that he can’t help it.

he pushes his hips down harder, gasping around his saliva slicked fingers as the material of his boxers rubs against his cock.

imagine his cute little whimpers as he feels a tight coil begin to form in his stomach. his thighs clutch tightly around the pillow, and more moans are spilling from his lips.

yugyeom looks absolutely gorgeous.

he is fully naked, hands above his head and tied with a black ribbon. his eyes are covered by a silk black scarf that restricts his vision. his face blooms with a blush that spreads from his face and down his chest. his thighs are trembling in anticipation, awaiting your next move.

his mind is in a hazy aroused state, but even then he hears the soft music that bounces around the room. he recognizes it to be his own song, you know. his thoughts are interrupted as he hears the subtle clicks of your shoes against the tiled flooring, and his head snaps up towards the sound.

the clicking stops, seemingly directly in front of him. the movement is sudden, and he can’t help the low whine that escapes his throat the moment he feels you put your hands on his waist.

“i’ve not done anything yet, and you’re already whining. are you that needy?” you ask, and though he couldn’t see you, he could hear the pout and false sympathy in your words.

“what is it that you want?” you mutter, using your finger to trail down his stomach. yugyeom stays silent, and you sigh disapprovingly. you hands wraps around his cock. it’s hard, with a tip that’s flushed red from the constant neglect. “is this what you want?” you ask, slowly pumping his cock. soft whimpers leave his throat at the feeling.

“no, wan’ you to fuck me...” he whispers, voice quiet and strained. you coo, sliding your thumb over his tip and watching as he jerks uselessly. “you’re gonna have to get better than that to get what you want, pup.” you press, and yugyeom breathlessly gasps at the name.

“shit-“ he whispers, plump lips parting slowly. “want-want master to fuck me, and use me. want you to use me as your toy, please, fuck-“ he pleads, chewing on his reddened lips. “good boy,” you mumble, and pull your hand away.

he hears your footsteps gradually move farther and farther away. he wants to protest, but he has to remind himself to be good. sometime while you were pleasuring him, another one of his songs had came on, and was now slowly finishing and melting into another song.

the melody of fine begins, and that’s when he hears you again, behind him and close to his ear. he shivers and jumps slightly, not expecting your presence. “i hope you’re ready, birthday boy.” you grit, using your cool hands to grip his his backside. he gasps, but still rolls his hips into your grasp.

“f-fuck! y/n, i-im gonna cum-!” youngjae squeaks out, mouth parting and head tilting back as he grips the sheets between his fingers. your hands are gripping his thighs as you continuously swirl your tongue around his cock, and bring him to an orgasm.

he whimpers loudly, and his outburst is followed by drawn out groan, and then as his thighs twitch, he cums into your mouth. he trembles and gasps slowly as he comes down from it, trying to refrain from closing his thighs.

he whimpers again when he realizes you don’t stop, you simply continue at the same speed you were going at before, swallowing around him and steadily teasing his tip with your tongue.

“y-y/n!! i’m sensi- mmph- sensitive!” he cries out pathetically, bucking his hips into your mouth sporadically. your nails dig into his thighs and force them open. his mouth parts as a long moan is drawn between his lips.

he’s past the point of coherency by now, only a mix of moans and babbles as he attempts to express how good he feels.

“y-you, fuck, you’re gonna m-make me cum again-“ he stutters, chewing on his lips as he focuses on being a good boy for you.

prompted by you when you tease him a bit by licking a stripe up his shaft and up to the head, the moment you fully wrap your lips around him again, he’s cumming into your mouth again.

“please...” he gasps, voice breaking and chest heaving up and down as he attempts to catch his breath. you finally pull off of him, this time using your hand to pump him leisurely.

you chew your lip, head clouded with sheer annoyance. jinyoung being bratty was no surprise to you, it happened frequently, but sometimes he went too far and got on your nerves.

“jinyoung!” your voice cuts through the air sharply as you pull him closely, him pressed against you. a surprised gasp leaves his mouth, and he moans. your hand is tight around his wrist, and his cheeks color with a warm red.

your annoyance melts slowly into teasing arousal. a smirk sets onto your lips and jinyoung looks away.

“what was that, sweetheart?” you ask, pressing against him even more and loosening and your grip on his wrist. “because it sounded like a moan to me...” you lean close to his ear and whisper, voice low and dominant.

he whimpers in submission then, pressing himself against you this time so that you could feel the growing problem between his thighs.

mark’s cheeks are flushed red, and the vibrant color flows down to his chest. his breathing is erratic and unsteady, mouth parted as he pants.

and yet, he doesn’t ever want this feeling to go away. he’s sitting between your legs, hands clenched around your thigh as he attempts to ground himself because gosh, it feels too good.

moans are flowing from his lips like water from a dam, endless and unstopping. he’s gaze is blurred but focuses on his reflection before him. the sight is so sinful that it has him moaning out.

you’re behind him, one arm wrapped around him to steady him and keep him focused on the mirror. your other hand was wrapped tightly around his cock, steadily moving up and down.

“tell me, mark, what is it that you want?” you’re leaning your chin on his shoulder, voice dropping a few octaves lower. he whines, tearing his eyes away from watching himself fall apart to you, and meeting your eyes.

“wan-want to cum-“ he whispers brokenly, voice cracking. your lips jut out into a fake pout. his hands clench at your thighs impossibly harder as he tries to hold back for you, to please you.

“please? i cant-cant hold off anymore,” he moans, legs twitching as he has the urge to close them. “i thought you wanted to be good for me, mark? what happened?” you mutter, swiping a thumb over the tip and collecting the precum that had gathered. his mouth parts at that, finding it hard to keep focused on the mirror. tears building up behind his eyes.

“i-i wanna be good!” he babbles, words slurring together. “wanna be the best boy-“ he whines, hips bucking fist your fist fistslowly. satisfied with his answer, your hand it pace and he lurches, letting out a choked moan as the tears begin to fall down his cheeks rapidly. “please, please im gonna cum, i-im gonna cum-“ he whines, back arching away from you slightly.

his head falls back onto your shoulder, and he’s overcome with pleasure. “you can cum for me, baby, okay? make a mess of yourself for me.” you whisper. and he does. his back arches in a perfect curve, pushing his hips into your head and practically screaming out curses as his orgasm wracks through his body. his cum paints your hand, and you stroke him through it, and gently bring him down.

his breathing is heavy, and he slowly curls into you. the hand that is not stained with his cum, comes up to caress his cheek gently. “let me go clean my hand for a second sweetheart and i’ll be-“ you begin to talk to him, but his actions cut you off.

he slowly raises his head towards the mirror and stares at you as he brings your hand towards his mouth. he softly takes your fingers into his mouth and licks them clean, groaning as he tastes his own release. he’s staring at you the whole time as he does the sinful act, eyes innocent and teasing as he does so. his tongue swirls around your fingers and he suckles on them gently before pulling away.

SFW

kevin is really sweet and considerate

he’s a quiet person (well, quiet by tbz standards, still loud asf-) and always putting others before himself.

which of course extends to you

kevin is always wanting to hold you in some way shape, form, or fashion.

he’s always hugging you, holding your hand, cuddling you, etc.

he’s not too too big on pda, but if he wants affection, best believe he’s gonna be like a koala in front of people if you’ve been neglecting him a bit.

he is a firm believer that everyone deserves cuddles at lEAST once a day so if you come home for work all stressed out, then he won’t even hesitate to pull you to the nearest place where you can lay down and cuddle you with his head on your chest

give him forehead kisses 🥺 he craves them

will love to help you cook

hand holding hand holding hand holding hand holding

he’s a romantic, loves to play piano for you, loves to surprise you with flowers, etc.

kevin is adorable and everyone deserves a kevin in their life.

NSFW

now on the nsfw side of things,

kevin is a sub

no doubt about it

but like he’s a shy sub

he doesn’t like to really initiate things, and prefers for you to do that and take care of him

lives for getting fucked (y’know, wanted to make this gender neutral so i said ‘getting fucked’ instead of pegging-) and you being a lil rough even if he can’t feel his lower half the next morning/day

hold his hand during sex 🥺 will lace hands with yours, or will whine/moan out something about “h-hands, please-“

and as he cums he’ll squeeze your hand super tight

and he’s a back archer too, so expect his back to arch a lil, even when he can’t help it cus it feels too good

he also trembles a bit so there’s that

y’all can thank @nanavision those last 4 lines-

also, he’s really touchy so sometimes he doesn’t know where to put his hands if you’re not holding him which results in him brushing your arms and scratching your back-

anyway, aftercare is really sweet

he still trembles a bit afterwards, and is really shy so he needs lots of praise and reassurance

his favorite place to cuddle you afterwards is with his head tucked in the junction between your neck and shoulder, and laying his head on your chest

hyunjin swears he’s in heaven as he feels the continuous vibrations of the wand vibrator along the tip of his cock.

you’re holding the wand in your hand, sensually trailing it up and down the veins of his hard cock, teasing his most sensitive spots.

“i-i’m getting close…” he whispers. you take a moment to look at him as you continue your teasing.

his hair was disheveled on his head, his lips were puffy and swollen from when he was chewing on them, his cheeks were tinted red, and his eyes were closed. his breath was coming slowly as he got closer and closer. you saw the way his breath hitched and the way his hands gripped the sheets.

he opened his mouth to warn you, but his words got stuck in his throat when you pulled away. “nononono-“ he whispers, voice cracking as he tries to hold on to that last bit of pleasure he needed to get over that edge.

“oh, i’m sorry, baby.” you murmur with a fake pout on your lips, and mocking tone in your voice as you switch off the vibrator. he whines quietly, hands still crumpling the sheets within his grasps.

you wait until his orgasm is completely gone before you start again, switching on the vibrator and pressing it to his tip again. he writhes, back arching immediately as he moans.