ATEEZ REACTION TO BIG TITS+FAT ASS
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HONGJOONG: FAT ASS: heâs vocal. when youâre walking in front of him, heâs the type to groan audibly, bite his lip, smack your ass just to hear the echo. he gets handsy in the worst ways. grinding up behind you when youâre brushing your hair, pulling you into his lap during meetings, whispering filth in your ear when you're least prepared. h: "sit on me." you: "right now?" h: "baby, i need it." you straddle him and his hands go straight to your ass, kneading, spreading, grabbing so hard it burns. he buries his face in your chest but his hands never stop moving. heâs grinding up into you while cursing how soft and thick you feel. but when he gets you on all fours? he loses it. he moans just from the sight. grabs both cheeks, jiggles them like heâs watching porn, then spits between them before pressing his cock in slow. h: "you hear that? fucking soaking just from getting filled." he loves watching it bounce, loves pressing down on the small of your back to make it arch more. his thrusts are filthy. snapping his hips, cock dragging deep, hands locked on your ass to slam you back harder. heâll come with his thumb rubbing your rim, muttering how addictive your body is. h: "iâm never letting this ass go. never." BIG TITS: he acts composed, like heâs unaffected, but itâs all a front. hongjoongâs mind goes blank the second your shirt comes off, like he forgot how to breathe, how to blink. he kneels between your legs and just stares for a second. jaw tense, hands twitching at his sides like heâs trying to be patient but failing miserably. h: "you know i love these, right?" you: "you say that every time." h: "and iâll say it every time, too. fuck- come here." he grabs both of them at once, squeezing, weighing them like heâs obsessed with the way they spill through his fingers. his mouth is slow, deliberate. he kisses the underside first, then laps at your nipples with a warm, wet tongue. just enough to make you gasp, but never enough to push you over. heâll use one hand to hold your wrists above your head, the other to slap one tit just to watch it bounce, then kiss it better like heâs sorry. he hums against your chest, tongue dragging in messy circles, groaning when you arch into him. h: "you drive me fucking insane. i could die here, between these." and he means it. heâll fuck you slow while keeping his mouth latched around one nipple, switching when you start to beg, making sure both get equal attention. when he finishes, itâs always across your tits. rubbing it in, licking it off, watching you twitch under the heat of his tongue.
SEONGHWA: FAT ASS: his hands are always on your hips. whether youâre walking ahead of him, brushing your teeth, or bent over looking for something. seonghwa will find an excuse to touch. heâs obsessed with the way your ass looks in everything, and when youâre finally bare beneath him, itâs like heâs staring at a masterpiece. he drags his hands over the swell of your ass like he canât decide where to start. he spreads you open, groans low under his breath, then presses a kiss to the curve right above your thigh. s: "you have no idea what you do to me, baby." you: "then shut up and show me." he smacks your ass hard and smooths over it like an apology. when he fucks you, he grips your cheeks tight enough to leave prints, uses them to pull you back into his thrusts again and again. he canât stop staring. has to lift your leg, tilt your hips, get a better view of his cock stretching you while your ass bounces with every movement. s: "this ass was made for getting fucked. so full- fuck- so fucking soft." he moans every time he bottoms out, leans over you just to get a handful while he whispers filth against your ear. and when you clench around him, sobbing from how deep heâs hitting, all he does is pound harder. drunk on the way you jiggle, on how wrecked you get when he uses you like that. BIG TITS: he doesnât even try to hide how often his gaze dips lower when youâre talking, like his eyes are pulled to your chest on instinct. heâll hum along to whatever youâre saying, nod like heâs engaged, but his pupils are locked in on your cleavage like itâs some kind of prayer. and when you catch him? he just smirks, leans in closer, like heâs doing you a favor by staring. heâs slow about it when he finally gets you in his lap, like heâs savoring every second. palming over your shirt, teasing with the lightest drag of his thumbs over your nipples until theyâre peeking through the fabric. s: "you know what these do to me, donât you?" you: "then do something about it." he does. he strips you fast like heâs starving, then pulls you into his mouth before you can even shiver. his tongue is hot and greedy, circling your nipples while his hand works the other. pinching, rolling, keeping you trembling and grinding in his lap. he loves how heavy they feel, how they fill his palms completely. you try to tug him back up to kiss you, but heâs stuck there, nuzzling in, groaning as he drags his lips across your chest. s: "you were made for me. fuck, baby- look at how perfect they are." he doesnât even need to fuck you yet- he could spend hours just tasting, sucking, leaving bruises until youâre breathless and soaked just from the way he worships every inch of your chest.
YUNHO: FAT ASS: yunhoâs jaw drops the first time he sees you in tight pants. heâs stunned silent, blinking like he just saw god walk by with a perfect ass. his hands itch to grab it, and once you let him? he never stops. he hugs you from behind just to cup it, rubs his hands down the curve with reverence, like your body is something sacred. when he finally has you naked, ass up, he just stares. hands roaming over every inch, squeezing like heâs testing how much you can take. y: "this is so unfair. how are you this perfect?" you: "maybe youâre just lucky." y: "i know i am." he fucks you from behind slow at first, just to feel it. his hands grip your waist, then slide down to your ass, spreading it open so he can see every inch of you taking him in. he moans like heâs in heaven. deep, broken sounds as he watches his cock disappear between your cheeks. y: "so fucking soft- look at that bounce, baby, youâre unreal." he smacks it once, then again, groaning when you clench around him. heâll bury his face in your ass too. licking, sucking, tongue sliding between your cheeks just to hear you whimper. when he cums, itâs either buried deep inside or across your ass with shaking hands and breathless praise. y: "mine. all of this? all fucking mine." BIG TITS: heâs gentle at first. yunho has that soft, awe-struck look when he finally gets you undressed. like heâs seeing the sun rise for the first time, like your tits are a miracle. he cups them so delicately at first, thumbs brushing your nipples in slow circles, breath hitching every time you sigh or squirm. y: "theyâre even prettier than i imagined." you: "you imagined them?" y: "every night." he lowers his head and kisses down your sternum before his lips wrap around one nipple. hot, slow, mouth greedy while his hand works the other. he moans softly as he sucks, like the taste of your skin is addictive. his fingers pinch just hard enough to sting, then soothe with gentle rubs that leave your thighs clenching. but that softness only lasts so long. once youâre whining beneath him, tugging at his hair and arching into his mouth, something flips in him. he grabs both tits tight, pushes them together, and buries his face between them. sucking harder, teeth grazing, tongue messy and wet until youâre gasping. y: "i want them in my mouth all night." he doesnât stop even when heâs fucking you. keeps one in his hand, mouth open over your chest, obsessed with how they bounce while he drives into you. he finishes all over them too, rubbing it in with a low groan while you squirm beneath him.
YEOSANG: FAT ASS: yeosangâs usually so graceful, but the moment he sees your ass, he gets this sharp, possessive gleam in his eyes. heâs subtle, but you can feel his hunger when his hands find your hips and slowly slide down to cup your ass. he presses gentle kisses to the curve, then bites softly, watching you shiver beneath him. y: "this is perfection." you: "then donât stop." y: "never." he loves to tease you, running his hands over your ass like heâs memorizing every inch. spreading your cheeks slowly, licking just between them, making you gasp. when he fucks you from behind, his thrusts are precise and deep, hands gripping your ass hard enough to leave marks while his mouth nuzzles your neck, whispering dirty promises. y: "every time you move, it drives me crazy." he finishes by pulling out, then dragging his fingers down your cheeks, painting you with his cum, and kissing every spot like heâs blessing you. y: "mine, always." BIG TITS: heâs elegant and composed, but when you undress and your tits come into view, his breath catches like he forgot how to be smooth. his eyes darken instantly, and he leans in like heâs drawn to the scent of your skin. his hands glide over your chest gently at first. soft strokes, fingertips tracing the curve of your breasts, teasing your nipples until they peek out shyly. y: "youâre breathtaking." you: "then show me." y: "patience. i want to savor every inch." he worships your tits like a masterpiece. kissing down your neck, then returning to your chest with slow, wet kisses. his tongue flicks over one nipple, swirling softly, while his other hand cups the opposite breast, squeezing with just the right amount of pressure to make you moan. his mouth trails between your breasts, sucking and biting lightly, marking you as his without ever rushing. when he finally fucks you, he keeps his hands on your tits, pressing them together to feel how your skin moves and shivers under his touch. y: "youâre mine. every curve, every inch." he loves to watch your tits bounce when you ride him, fingers stroking your nipples as his cock thrusts inside you, moaning your name like a prayer.
SAN: FAT ASS: sanâs first reaction is always physical. like, his hands twitch. his jaw clenches. he mutters a broken âshitâŚâ under his breath while you bend over in front of him. he stares at your ass like itâs alive. watching the jiggle, groaning, adjusting himself in his pants with zero shame. s: "youâre driving me crazy." you: "you keep staring." s: "iâm trying not to fuck you through the mattress." he worships it. kneels behind you just to feel it, kissing along the curve of your hips, biting gently where your thighs meet your ass. he spreads your cheeks and groans like heâs about to lose it, tongue sliding between them to tease you open, licking in deep while your whole body trembles under his grip. when he fucks you, itâs all hips and filth. deep, rough thrusts that smack against your ass while he watches the recoil with a dazed, obsessed look. s: "look at that. bouncing for me, taking everything- fuck, your bodyâs made for this." he leans over to talk in your ear, one hand sliding under to rub your clit while the other stays gripping your ass. he loves finishing there too. painting your cheeks white, rubbing it in, licking it off while you twitch and beg for more. s: "mine. every inch of this fat ass is fucking mine." BIG TITS: san stares like itâs the first time every time. pupils blown, lips parted, tongue running over his bottom lip while his hands slide up your shirt so slowly it makes you shiver. he doesnât even touch at first. he just watches, eyes flicking between your nipples and your face like heâs daring you to squirm. s: "can i suck on them?" you: "please." s: "fuck, i love when you beg." he sinks his teeth into the softness. light, playful bites that make you gasp. then kisses it better with his mouth wide and hot. his tongue works your nipple in slow, wet circles, groaning every time you arch into him. and when your hands tangle in his hair? he growls against your skin and sucks harder. he palms both tits like he wants to memorize them, thumbs flicking over your nipples while his mouth trails kisses across the valley of your chest. s: "so pretty, baby. all mine." heâll fuck you deep while his mouth stays latched to your tits, body trembling from the way they move with every thrust. sometimes heâll push them together and fuck them, moaning at the way they slide around his cock. spilling across your chest while your nipples glisten with his spit and cum.
MINGI: FAT ASS: mingiâs weakness. absolutely, undeniably, canât-hide-it obsessed with your ass. heâs got no filterâpalms it in public, smacks it when you walk by, murmurs âdamnâ every time you bend over. you can feel his eyes on you at all times. m: "turn around real quick." you: "for what?" m: "just lemme see that ass one more time, please." in private? heâs downright feral. grabs both cheeks and lifts them like heâs studying the weight, the bounce, the texture under his palms. he spreads them and kisses right between, nuzzling like he canât decide between tongue or teeth. and when he finally eats you out from behind, itâs messy. loud slurps, thick groans, like heâs drowning in it. he loves fucking you bent over. hands gripping your waist, cock slamming in deep while your ass ripples with every thrust. heâll growl, pant, slap it again just to hear the sound and feel the recoil. m: "look at how it bounces. shit, i canât stop- you make me fucking crazy." he finishes by pulling out and rubbing his cum across your ass like heâs painting it. then spreading you again to watch it drip. m: "thatâs where it belongs. right there. all mine." BIG TITS: mingi moans the first time you take your top off. like, full-on groans under his breath, hand already reaching out before you can even cover yourself. his fingers are big, a little rough, and they wrap around your tits like they were made for him. squeezing, lifting, thumbing over your nipples while he mutters things he probably shouldnât say out loud. m: "fuck, theyâre so soft⌠i canât stop staring." you: "then donât." m: "oh, i wonât. baby, youâre in for it." he gets addicted to how your chest reacts to his mouth. he switches between sweet, slow licks and deep sucks that leave marks. heâll kiss around your nipples just to tease you before biting down gently, watching you shiver while your hands clutch at his shoulders. heâs obsessed with how full they feel in his palms when youâre riding him. leans back, eyes locked on the way they bounce, then grabs one and sucks like he needs it to breathe. m: "iâm gonna fuck you while i suck on these every time, you hear me?" heâll press your tits together and fuck them too, thick cock sliding between them while his tongue licks at your chest and your nipples glisten with spit. he cums with a groan so loud it echoes, spilling across your tits and rubbing it in with shaking hands.
WOOYOUNG: FAT ASS: wooyoungâs mouth drops when he sees it. eyes wide, tongue peeking between his lips, groaning like heâs about to fall to his knees. heâll follow you around the room just to get a better view, bite his knuckles when you bend over, and whisper absolute filth in your ear whenever youâre close enough. w: "do you see what youâre doing to me? with that ass? fuck." you: "then do something about it." w: "oh, i will." he loves you bent over. arms limp, back arched, ass in the air. he kneels behind you first, hands spreading your cheeks, kissing and biting them like he canât decide whether to be sweet or ruin you. his tongue slides between them, teasing your hole before heâs groaning against your skin, pressing kisses across both cheeks. w: "i could live here. just between your thighs. licking your pretty ass until you cry." when he finally fucks you, he slams in hard. hands locked on your hips, watching the bounce like itâs hypnotizing him. he makes sure you feel every thrust, presses down on your back to get the angle perfect, moaning about how deep he is while your ass claps against him. he cums with his teeth sunk into your shoulder, fingers digging into your ass like heâs claiming you. and if thereâs any cum left? itâs painted all over your cheeks, dripping while he hums and admires the view. w: "fuck, youâre gonna kill me with that ass." BIG TITS: wooyoungâs shameless about it. the way he stares at your chest like itâs his favorite meal. biting his lip, tilting his head, muttering filthy things under his breath with no intention of hiding it. heâs the type to grope you mid-makeout, to slide his hands under your shirt before your lips even part. w: "baby⌠can i suck on them?" you: "already?" w: "iâve been thinking about it all day." heâs ravenous once you say yes. tongue flat and hot, dragging up the swell of your tit before latching on with a wet, hungry moan. he palms the other like he owns it. pinching and rolling your nipple while he sucks bruises into your skin, licking over them like a reward. and he talks. so much. w: "they bounce so good when i fuck you- so heavy in my hands, fuck- your bodyâs fucking unreal." he doesnât stop until youâre writhing, trying to tug him back up, but he just grins and keeps his mouth locked around your tits like theyâre all he needs. when he fucks you, he likes holding them while youâre on top, slapping them gently so they jiggle, then sucking on them again like he missed them already. he cums hard with your tits pressed together around his cock, panting while he spills across your chest.
JONGHO: FAT ASS: his hands are always low. heâll start with a casual grip on your waist, but somehow they always migrate down to your hips, then lower. palming the swell of your ass with quiet appreciation, like itâs second nature. he stares more than he speaks, eyes tracking every sway, every jiggle, with barely restrained hunger. j: "come here." you: "why?" j: "i need to feel you." he lifts you like itâs nothing. presses you face-first against the wall, one hand spreading your cheeks while the other teases between your thighs. heâs obsessed with how full you are, how your ass gives under pressure, and when he finally kneels down and licks between them? itâs slow. focused. tongue thick and deliberate, teasing your hole with long, deep strokes until your knees go weak. when he fucks you, itâs intense. deep, powerful thrusts while both hands grip your assâspreading you wider, groaning at the way you take him so perfectly. he angles you with ease, slaps it just to feel the aftershock, and moans when he watches it ripple with each movement. j: "so tight. so full. i could fuck this ass forever." he finishes with your ass up, hips trembling as he paints across your cheeks, then massages the cum in with low grunts and hungry eyes. j: "no one else gets to see you like this. just me." BIG TITS: he isnât the type to act needy. but the second your shirtâs off, itâs like something in him shifts. his gaze locks onto your chest, jaw tight, nostrils flaring just a little. his hands are big and warm when they cup your tits, slow and reverent at first, like heâs afraid to squeeze too hard. j: "youâre so beautiful." you: "touch me more." j: "i was planning to." he lifts one to his mouth and wraps his lips around your nipple with a soft hum, tongue flicking and circling with slow precision. he moans low, barely audible. but it vibrates against your skin and sends chills through your body. the way he sucks is intentional, deep, messy, leaving your nipple soaked and tingling while his hand squeezes the other, thumb flicking just to make you arch. heâs strong, and he uses it. heâll hold both your wrists in one hand and drag his mouth across your chest like he owns it, switching back and forth until youâre whining, panting, grinding against his thigh. he loves when they bounce while heâs pounding into you. grabs them tight, pins you down with one hand, and sucks like he needs it. j: "they look best like this. messy. bruised. covered in my cum." and yeah, thatâs how he finishes. thick ropes spilling across your chest while he strokes himself and watches your tits twitch under the heat.
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