1: “You’re n-not, um, w-wearing anything under that, are you?”

Namjoon’s eyes were glued to you, his bottom lip captured between his teeth as he took you in. The red dress you wore was stunning, the silk clinging to your curves and leaving little to the imagination. He stood up from where he had been sitting and made his way over to you, standing behind you as you admired yourself in the mirror. His hands landed on your shoulders, slowly working their way down your body to your hips. He let out a soft hum, desire burning in him as he came to the realization that you couldn’t have been wearing anything under your dress.

“You’re n-not, um, w-wearing anything under that, are you?” He asked, fumbling over his words and you leaned back into his embrace.

Your eyes met his through the mirror and you grinned, “Of course not. I thought you would like this dress so much that you might need easy access for later.”

He groaned softly, his eyes falling closed as he buried his face in the curve of your neck, pressing hot kisses against your skin and breathing in the sweet smell of your perfume.

“You’re making me want to stay home.” He moaned, sliding his hands down to grip at your thighs.

You smirked, “No, no. I spent all this time getting pretty for you, baby. You have to show me off.”

He chuckled lightly, pulling away and turning you around to face him. His eyes moved over your body again, his imagination running wild with the idea of your dress being bunched around your waist as he fucked you in the backseat of his car.

“Namjoon, stop thinking dirty things.” You teased, reading his mind just from the look on his face.

~Daisy

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to whoever sent this in..i will try my best 😭 i’m not a good writer like moon is, please check in periodically to see if it’s posted 💜

Yeonjun

teasing

breeding

jealousy

threesomes

stockings

heels

leather(?)

definitely a hard dom

Beomgyu

soft dom/switch

voyeurism

toys

blindfolds

praise (receiving)

pegging

oral fixation

cum play

soobin

spanking

stockings

complete control

begging

breath play

praise (giving)

sensory deprivation

thighs!!!

hard/soft dom

sorry..i just had some ideas i needed to get out 😅

25: "If I have to pull over, you won't be able to walk for the next week."

When Minhyuk grabbed your wrist, his grip was bruising, stopping your hand from touching his thigh. You looked at his face, surprised to see that his features were completely calm as his eyes focused on the road.

"Didn't I already tell you to behave?" He asked, voice firm and words sharp, "I think you should listen."

"Why?" You pouted, leaning into your seat as he released your hand.

He chuckled softly, "Just do as your told, brat."

You huffed, "I'll just touch myself then. How about that?"

"Don't you fucking dare." He snarled, hands gripping the wheel tighter.

You smirked in satisfaction, your hand slipping inside of your shorts.

"If I have to pull over, you won't be able to walk for the next week." He says, voice strained to remain calm.

You moan instead of responding, teasing yourself through your panties. You let your eyes fall closed, back arching as you push the material to the side and finally give your aching clit the attention it needs.

You yelp when the car jerks, your eyes opening to see that he's pulling off of the main road. He pulls into a mostly empty parking lot, parking all the way in the back and turning the car off, immediately turning his full attention to you.

"Take the shorts off and come here." He snaps, pushing his seat back to make room for you.

You do as he tells you, your hands shaking in anticipation as you kick them off onto the floor. You climb into his lap carefully, your gaze suddenly shy as he looks at you closely.

"Oh, we're being shy now?" He taunts, "Weren't you just being a little slut?"

You whimper when he slaps your ass, your body jerking forward. He does this multiple times, loving the way you cry out and grind down against him.

"I'm going to fuck you." He says smoothly, "I'm going to fuck you right here where someone could see."

His words make your belly light up with arousal and he knows it. He smirks as he undoes his jeans, pushing them down just enough to free his cock. Your mouth waters at the sight and you can't wait to feel him inside of you as his hands move to your hips, rubbing the skin softly.

"What are you waiting for? Fuck yourself on my cock." He tells you, his grin cocky as you eagerly take his length into your hand.

You nudge your panties to the side again, rubbing the tip of his cock through your folds, a long moan falling from your lips as you ease him inside of you. His hips snap up, sending his length into you deep and you gasp, your walls gripping tight around him.

"You're so fucking wet." He growls, his hand coming up to hold your throat loosely as you begin riding him.

Your body feels like it's on fire and you cry out when his free hand moves to rub at your swollen clit. You know that despite the situation being exciting, he doesn't want anyone to actually catch the two of you, so he needs to make you cum fast.

"Does it feel good, huh?" He grunts, his thighs tensing beneath you as you fuck yourself on him desperately.

You nod, to wrapped up in the pleasure to even speak. His cock feels delicious inside of you and his fingers on your clit have you speeding towards your climax.

"I want you to cum on my cock and make a mess for me, baby." He hums, loving the way you can't keep your eyes open.

He smirks when he feels you pulsing around him, your body shaking and breath getting stuck in your throat.

"There you, baby." He coos, "That's right, cum for me."

You shake in his lap as you cum, your head falling back and cries of pleasure filling the car. It feels so good that you barely register the feeling of him spilling inside of you, your hips not stopping until he's stopping you and pulling you in for a long kiss. Your hands make their way into his hair, tugging softly at his locks as he squeezes your ass softly and guides you off his cock. You whimper as your panties slip back into place, his cum starting to slowly spill out of you.

"Now, get back in your seat and be good until we get home." He tells you, giving your cheek a light pinch as you make your way back into your seat.

Your clit was still throbbing as you pulled your shorts back on, the feeling of his release between your thighs driving you crazy.

"Don't worry, darling." He says, smirking over at you as he redresses himself properly, "I'll clean you up with my tongue when we get home."