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his body reacted before his brain could, completely helpless under your spell. hongjoong immediately threw his arms back, planting his palms firmly on the mattress behind him to support his weight, leaving himself completely defenseless to you. his fingers dug into the sheets, strained against the desperate urge to feel you.

"good boy," you praised, taking your time to strip away his control piece by piece, along with his and your clothes, leaving him completely bare and vulnerable beneath you. you line yourself up, and the moment you place your hands on his shoulders, your nails digging hard into his skin, as you slowly lower your hips, taking every single inch of his thick cock inside you. 

hongjoong’s eyes grew wide, a groan tore from the back of his throat as his hips involuntarily hitched upward, but your weight held him firmly down. as you began to move, lifting yourself up and bouncing down in a ruthless rhythm, the realization hit him with euphoric clarity: it was right then that he felt how stretched and filled you are by him. 

"god… you feel so good," you moaned, leaning down to capture his lips in a deep and searing kiss. you swallowed his desperate groans, your tongue tangling with his as you rode him harder, the obnoxious wet sound of skin slapping echoes in the room.

hongjoong couldn't take his eyes off you, his head thrown back whenever you pulled away, completely drunk on the sight of you fucking yourself on him. "ah, fuck," he whined, a needy sound escaping his lips as you hit his sweet spot with a particularly heavy thrust. "look at you... please, angel, let me touch you, i’m gonna–"

"no," you gasped out, your voice breathless but dominant as you slammed your hips down against his again, making him white-out from the pleasure. "keep your hands back, hongjoong. just look at me and take it all."

"yes, ma'am," he choked out, his vision blurring as he watched you command his body, entirely enslaved to your rhythm, completely yours. his mind is unable to process anything but the blinding force of you moving on top of him.

you want more of his sweet surrender. leaning down, you take his wrists from where they rest behind his back and loop a soft, tight silk tie around them, binding his hands securely together behind his torso. the sudden restriction makes his posture arch off more into you, a broken sound caught in his throat as he realizes he can’t even use his hands to stabilize his weight anymore. he is completely at your mercy, entirely exposed and defenseless while you continue to ruthlessly ride him.

"please, i'm– i'm so close," hongjoong gasps out, his skin is flushed crimson, chest heaving violently under the your authority. he is completely overstimulated, every nerve ending screaming from the way you're pumping yourself on his cock while his arms are trapped behind him. "sweetheart, please, i can't hold it–"

"let it go for me, captain," your voice low and dripping with praise as you grind your hips down extra hard, your nails scratching down his chest.

that single command shatters his remaining restraint. whining into your neck as his cock pulses violently inside you as he cums in heavy spurts. because he’s so incredibly sensitive and wound up from the stress of the past few weeks, the release is explosive, the heat of his climax flooding your velvety walls, making it drip down his thighs, causing a sticky mess of the rumpled sheets beneath him. he’s shaking uncontrollably, trapped in a state of a hazy afterglow, admiring the only woman who holds the power to break him.

❝ i want her, i can’t refuse her ❞

for SEONGHWA, the submission is deeply sensory and overwhelming. he wants to be consumed by you and worship you like a deity. he always looks so perfect, until the moment you cover his eyes with a silken blindfold. suddenly, the elegant facade fades as he submits to your every whim. your man is a strict perfectionist who prides himself on his restraint, but around you, that composure dissolves into helpless longing. the second you decide to test his limits, he becomes a man starving, and you are holding the feast, intentionally taking your sweet time to prolong his agony. 

he lies back on the soft mattress, his chest heaving as he takes heavy breaths through his nose, completely unable to refuse whatever tormenting pace you choose for him. his fingers twitching against the sheets as you trail your nails down his toned chest, mapping out the hard lines of his abdomen, teasing him just out of reach. by withholding the full weight of your body, you force him to endure the delicious torture of anticipating the unknown.

"before we go any further, hwa," you whisper, leaning down until your breath warms against his lips. "star is still our go-to if it's too much, right? how are you feeling?"

"good… very good right now," seonghwa pants, his adam's apple bobbing heavily as his head rolls back into the pillow. "it’s so intense already, darling. just... keep going, don't stop."

you immediately pivot into a cruel game of sensory tease. one second you are resting on his right side, pressing wet kisses along his jawline, licking up to the sensitive spot behind his ear while whispering sweet nothings into the shell of it. “you look so beautiful like this, hwa...” but the very next second, you pull away entirely. you don't touch him, you don't even breathe loudly. you just keep quiet, letting the heavy silence stretch out until his breath hitches, then you talk again just to make him jump.

without his vision, seonghwa is forced to rely solely on his remaining senses to track you. touch becomes electric, sound becomes terrifyingly intimate, as anticipation builds in a way that is simply not possible when all senses are engaged. he catches the faint scent of your perfume while you move across the bed. his ears strain to catch your knees sliding against the sheets, the quiet padding of your bare footsteps, and the rustling of what he correctly assumes is your clothes being shed and discarded onto the floor.

"are you naked for me yet, my love?" he pleads, his voice breaking as he blindly tilts his chin up, searching for something he can’t see. "i can hear you... tell me what you're doing to me, give me a clue."

you straddle his lap, but keep your torso hovering just inches above his, refusing him the full contact his aching skin craves.

"i'm sitting right over you, hwa," you purr, your voice low, which makes his cock twitch fiercely in his trousers. "and if you stay perfectly still and keep your hands right where they are, i might just let you feel how ready i am for you. i think i’ll let you taste me first, until you're sobbing into my cunt, and then i might finally let you slide inside me. how does that sound?"

"fuck," a tear escapes from beneath the silk blindfold, tracking down his flushed cheek. "it sounds perfect. please, i beg you, princess... i’m yours. use me and ruin me. i can't refuse you anything."

every single touch from you feels like a divine blessing to his deprived senses, and he is weeping for it. you hover above him, shifting your weight until you are straddling his face, your wet heat pressing directly against his lips. seonghwa lets out a muffled gasp against your skin, his hands gripping the mattress so hard because he knows he is not allowed to touch you just yet.

"use that pretty tongue for me, mm?" you command, your fingers tangling in his dark hair to firmly guide his head exactly where you want it.

he doesn't need to be told twice. even blindfolded, his tongue works with this intoxicating devotion, lapping up your slickness, tracing your sensitive folds with an intense hunger. the wet sounds of his tongue devouring you fill the quiet room, and you throw your head back, groaning loudly as he hits your sweet spot.

pushing your hips down harder against his mouth, as a pathetic whine tears from his throat when a massive wave of pleasure crashes through his lower half. right there, with your thighs clamping his head, seonghwa’s body betrays him: he cums straight into his pants.

you pull back to look down at his flushed face, a smirk pulling at your lips. "aww, look at you," you tease, your voice malicious as you tap his soaked crotch with your hands. "cumming without me even touching your cock. so much for being such a patient man."

seonghwa panting heavily, his tongue licking his wet lips, obsessed with the taste of you. "i'm sorry," he whimpers, completely undone beneath you. "i'm so pathetic for you, sweetheart... please don't stop." and you don’t plan to.

❝ it hurts me so much, but i can’t turn away ❞

YUNHO is a greedy man, and his greed comes from an insatiable hunger for your absolute attention. he is never truly satisfied, always craving to be entirely possessed by you so he can ground himself in the absolute certainty that he belongs to you. under normal circumstances, your boyfriend plays the role of the gentle giant — always teasingly dominant, using his size to playfully hoard your affection and keep you tucked against his chest.

but tonight, you completely flip the script. the moment he tries to crowd you, you slide a pair of heavy metal handcuffs around his soft wrists, pinning his arms high above his head and locking the steel securely to the bed’s headboard. the metallic click signals his total downfall, and the sudden realization that he is completely trapped beneath you makes him absolutely lose his mind.

he is massive, all broad shoulders and towering height, but emotionally, he is so deeply wrapped around your finger that it almost aches. the hurt in him is the exquisite tension of wanting you so badly it physically pains him. you climb into his lap, straddling his thighs so that his only option is to tilt his jaw back and look up at you, his eyes wide and completely captivated by the sight of his owner.

"you like to be in control, don't you, yunho?" you purr, your fingers tracing the sharp line of his jaw before sliding down to wrap around his exposed throat. "how does it feel now? looking up at me while you're completely stuck?"

"it feels... shit, i don’t know," yunho rasps, a vibration against your palm. even with his freedom stripped away, he doesn't sound entirely broken; there is still a possessive gleam in his eyes, a stubbornness that lingers of his natural dominance that only makes his submission sweeter. "do whatever you want to me, doll."

commanding him to stay still, and he obeys instantly, locking his eyes on yours, refusing to look away from his owner. you leave a hot trail of wet kisses from his lips, down his neck, over his chest, and across his flat stomach, until you slide lower, unhooking his trousers and pulling them down to expose his cock. it immediately twitches against his stomach. you lick right over the sensitive tip, catching the sweet pre-cum on your tongue before spitting directly onto the head, rubbing the lubrication down his length with your palm. pumping him slowly, teasing him while he squirms, his massive thighs flexing as he tries to arch into your hand.

"i told you to stay still," you retort, leaning down between his legs.

you wrap your lips around his tip, taking him into your mouth. yunho’s hips immediately twitch upward out of instinct, but you dig your nails sharp into his thighs, pinning his legs down. you dive deeper, your throat tightly clamping around his thick girth as you slightly gag and choke on him. bopping your head up and down, putting on a filthy show until you feel him swell and pulse in your mouth.

just as you feel his lower abdomen tighten, his breathing turns into a series of breathless whines and heavy groans that signal his approaching climax, you suddenly stop. you pull completely off him with a wet pop, leaving him entirely denied at the very precipice of his orgasm. 

"ah, fuck– no, don't do me like that, dollface… please," yunho groans, and he sounds like a wreck. he isn't the type to beg pathetically, his pride still keeping his tone firm and demanding even while bound, but the frustration of the denial makes his entire body tremble. "don't do that to me… you know what i need, get on it."

"not yet, big boy," you whisper, wiping your lips as you shift your body back up his lap.

you align yourself over him, guiding his leaking tip against your soaking wet entrance before slamming your hips down rather roughly. you take him whole inside you in one stroke, the sudden action mixing an exquisite sting of pain with absolute pleasure. leaning your weight forward, placing your hands flat against his chest as you begin to bounce on him, setting a brutal pace that gives him no room to breathe. yunho stretches you to the absolute limit, and you enjoy looking down at him while he's handcuffed; he looks up at you like you are an angel with devil horns.

quicking the pace, your wet walls squeezing him tight, and the sight of the thick veins straining on his trapped hands sends you straight over the edge. you moan his name loudly, your cunt clamping down hard as you climax, and that crushing squeeze breaks his remaining restraint. 

yunho cums deep inside you, his hips bucking violently into yours in heavy, that it completely overfills you. the hot mess of your combined orgasms dripping onto the rumpled sheets beneath his locked frame. his voice is so incredibly raspy, soft, and impossibly deep as he pants beneath you, his chest heaving out of breath. "ah... fuck, doll... look at the mess you made.”

a lazy smirk tugs at the corner of his lips as he tilts his head to look down at your shaking body still draped over his lap.

"you couldn't even handle your own rules, could you?" so smug and cocky, his heavy hips giving you a twitch upward to remind you exactly who just filled you to the brim. "you took all my control away, but you're still the one left trembling, hm... how cute."

❝ it’s fine even if i’m hurt like this, without moving a muscle, i’m chained up ❞

YEOSANG is usually quiet, a man of a few words and reserved glances, but behind closed doors, he is absolutely starving for you to take over. gluttony is the only word to describe the insatiable hunger he has for your touch, voice, and sweet praise. you feed directly into his desperate need by rationing your affection, requiring a perfect execution of obedience before you give him a single drop of pleasure. your boyfriend has to obey, stay still, and serve you perfectly just to get a single taste of your lips, becoming utterly drunk on your authority.

playing into his doll-like beauty, you explicitly command him not to move, treating him like a beautiful puppet just so you can pull the strings. he stands in the middle of the bedroom, his eyes wide and completely captivated by you. you’ve already ripped open his shirt, leaving him bare from the waist up. his toned chest heaving as you gently restrain his hands behind his back with a soft satin cord. you look him dead in the eye and give your law: he cannot touch you, speak, or move a single muscle until you allow it. yeosang is so sweet, so eager to please that the mere thought of making you mad or disappointing you makes his stomach flip. the thrill for him is absolute obedience, completely chained by your words alone.

"you're doing so good for me, yeosangie," you whisper, dragging your fingers down his throat. "my pretty boy, staying so still."

"anything for you, angel," he breathes, his voice trembling as he breaks the rule of silence just to worship you. "i'm yours. please... tell me what to do."

when you finally permit him to move, he gladly bears the sweet torture of your restraint because the reward of your praise is his entire world.

eventually, the dynamic shifts to the mattress. you untie his wrists and shed the rest of your clothes, crawling onto the bed together. but the game isn't over; you set a new, high-stakes task. your hands are now resting flat on the sheets, as you tell him that he has to do all the work while you stay completely still. if he fails to extract an orgasm from you through his service alone, guess who will be chained up again?

the pressure drives him wild. yeosang is already beautifully marked up by you — his pale skin painted with purple hickeys, smudged red lipstick stains, and your sharp nails have already scratched his back raw, painting it red like it’s a bloody massacre. he deserves every single mark, especially with the way his thick cock is lovingly abusing your pussy, imprinting himself roughly into your walls as he returns the favor.

both of you are obsessed with missionary. there is something intensely kinky about doing it in the most vanilla position of all while being freaky as hell. it allows for constant and uninterrupted face-to-face contact, and you thrive on that power. it looks like yeosang is the one who should be in control, but your eyes remind him exactly who holds the leash.

he shifts his weight, his hands gripping your thigh to raise your left leg until your knee is level with your right shoulder, keeping your other leg pinned flat on the bed. the extreme angle opens you up completely, stretching you around his length as he drives deep inside you.

"you like this, baby?" he pants, sweat dripping from his jaw onto your chest as he thrusts into you, his eyes locked on yours. "look at how perfectly you take me. you're so tight around me, princess."

"shh… yeosang, stop talking so loud," you command softly, your eyes narrowing. "and keep your pace steady."

instantly, he bites his lower lip until it bleeds, completely silencing his voice, whimpering mutely into his own mouth as he obeys. if you told him to get off the bed and onto his knees right now, he would fall down and propose to you on the spot, since he is completely at your mercy.

but your tightness combined with the intensity of your gaze becomes too much for his sensitive body to handle. he tries to pull back and hold it in, however, with one devastating shove against your cervix, yeosang cums deep inside you without your permission. his cock is pulsing violently as he fills you to the brim with hot spurts of his seed. the room goes dead silent except for his ragged breathing. he stays buried inside you, his hands shaking against the mattress as he realizes what he just did.

you look up at him, a sly smirk spreading across your lips as you tap his chest. "did i tell you that you could cum inside me?"

yeosang’s eyes go completely wide, tears of pleasure and sudden panic swimming in them as he looks down at you like an angel who is about to punish him for a sin he didn’t mean to commit. "i-i'm sorry, angel... i couldn't hold it, you're felt too g-good, please–"

"well, then…” you whisper, reaching blindly under the pillow. "where did i put those handcuffs?"

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Meet the crew!

- Han Jiwon

Dance Major, 21 y/o, in her junior year. Professional procrastinator but somehow meets her deadlines. Lives in the dance studio, will literally dance through an injury before admitting she's hurt. Very reactive, her face gives away most of what's she's thinking. Extremely affectionate and very big on skinship, very loyal to her close circle. Often afraid of burdening people and overthinks a lot.

- Huh Yunjin

Literature major, 21 y/o, in her junior year. Met Jiwon on a summer camp, they've been inseperable ever since (they enable eachother alotttt). Will confidently give advice she does not follow herself, very blunt but never intetionally mean. Writes poetry at 2am, secretly soft-hearted. Has fake beef w Keeho (dw they love eachother).

- Park Jihyo

Creative Writing Major, 22 y/o, in her senior year. She has known both Jiwon and Yunho since high school. The mama of the group, has emergency supplies for every situation somehow. Loves her friend group downnnn and would do anything for them.

- Lee Chaeryeong

Another Dance Major, 20 y/o, also in her junior year. Jiwon’s friend since childhood, they basically grew up in each other’s houses, everyone assumes they're sisters at first. Very supportive and genuinely wants to see her loved ones thrive, big on shopping and skincare, loves taking cute photos. She is also dating one of the frat guys, Seo Changbin.

- Yoon Keeho

Musical Theatre Major, 21 y/o, in his junior year. Joined the friend group freshman year, after accidentally becoming friends with Jiwon when they both got lost at orientation. Hooting and hollering wherever he go. Professional instigator, has never kept a thought to himself. Will roast you, then help you fix the problem five minutes later. Knows Jongho through classes. Has fake beef with Yunjin (they secretly would die for eachother but will never admit it)

- Jeong Yunho

Dance Major, 21 y/o, in his junior year. Mingi’s bestfriend. Known both Jiwon and Jihyo since high school. A human golden retriever, cannot sit still for more than ten minutes. Very hardworking and can be suprisingly responsible when needed. Loves gaming and spends a lot of his free time on Valorant with Jiwon.

- Jung Wooyoung

Dance Major, 21 y/o, in his junior year. Yunho brought him along one time and suddenly he was a permanent member of the group. Chaotic little shit, lives for attention and somehow knows everyone and their business. Can switch between chaotic and suprisingly sincere very quickly.

The air is warm and filled with smell of meat you are grilling. Faint sounds of music and people’s voices inside the rented party room make you smile. While it’s fun meeting friends of your friends it’s still a little overwhelming constantly saying hi and smile to strangers. It would be a lie to say that you wanted to bail on the party but it’s your best friend’s boyfriend’s birthday. There was no such option because you had to spend last few days helping your friend organize the whole thing.

So when someone suggested starting grilling bbq 40 minutes ago you hoped on that opportunity and volunteered to go outside alone. And so far it’s the best decision you’ve made the whole day.

The door slides with a careful creak letting someone outside to the patio. You look up and meet Jongho’s eyes.

“Hi” he smiles at you approaching with two bottles of beer. “Thought you would be bored here alone, so I came to rescue you”

You accept a cold bottle and take a sip letting a satisfied sigh.

“Thanks. I was thirsty” you reply turning your attention back to the grill.

“That’s all? No ‘you are the best boyfriend in the world’? No ‘what would I do without you’? No ‘thank you so much I am the happiest person to have you’?” Jongho teases you faking shock.

You laugh at your boyfriend watching him clutching his chest dramatically.

“I love you” you say when Jongho finally sits near you.

There is a slight pause on Jong’s side, so you look at him trying to find your boyfriend’s eyes. But he makes sure to avoid looking at you with a great effort. So you just roll your eyes and as you are about to turn your attention to the meat he finally stands up and looks at you with a surprise written all over his face.

“You do???” Jongho gasps, “I knew it” suddenly his voice changes to smug.

“Really?” You chuckle serving the plates to take back inside, “how did you know?”

“Because I am irresistible”

He grabs your hand and pulls you closer to his side.

“Jong!” You laugh in surprise, “What…”

You don’t get to finish the question because Jongho locks his warm lips with yours kissing you gently. But as soon as you start melting in the kiss Jongho pulls away abruptly leaving you breathless and craving for me.

“They actually asked me to check if the meat was ready” he grabs the plates you served moments ago, “be right back”

You were casually laying in bed scrolling on your phone when a nervous Mingi appeared in the doorway.

“Hey..” Mingi smiled softly at you and walked over to the bed, sitting down next to you and placing a hand on your leg.

You sit up, setting your phone aside. “What’s up Min?”

"Can I ask you something serious?" He bit his lip slightly, shy. "And please don't laugh…." He added quickly, his fingers nervously drumming on your leg. "It's just something I've been thinking about lately."

“You can ask me anything Mingi.” You say softly

He looked down at his hands for a moment before meeting your gaze again. "What would you do if I asked you to top me?" He blurted out, his cheeks flushing bright red. He held his breath, waiting for your reaction. "Just curious." He added quickly, trying to play it off nonchalantly.

You stare at him for a moment. “Like….you want me to peg you…?”

He nodded, his face turning an even deeper shade of red. "Yeah... that's exactly what I mean." He looked down again, fidgeting with the hem of your shirt. "I've never tried it before and I was wondering if you'd be willing to do it with me."

A slow grin spreads across your face. “So you want me to fuck you…in the ass…with a dildo…”

Mingi shivered slightly at your blunt words, his cock twitching in his sweatpants. "Yes... exactly that." He admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "I've been thinking about it a lot lately. Watching videos. Reading stories." He met your gaze again, his eyes dark with want. "Would you?"

“Oh baby I’d love to.” You smirk

His breath hitched at your words, a mix of relief and excitement flooding through him. "Yeah?" He chewed on his bottom lip, shifting closer on the bed. "I didn't know if you'd want to or if you thought it was weird..." His hands moved to rest on your thighs, gripping them lightly. "I've already bought the strap on…”

“Let’s get it out then baby” You say

Mingi practically jumps off the bed, rushing to his closet and pulling out a box. He returned with a black harness, a pink strapon dildo, and some lube, setting it on the bed between you. "I got the medium size one... I didn't want to start too big." He bit his lip, watching your reaction. "Do you... want me to get undressed first?"

“Yeah, get undressed for me” You say

He nodded eagerly, pulling his shirt off first and tossing it aside. His toned torso was on full display, muscles defined and skin smooth. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his sweatpants and boxers, pushing them down together and stepping out of them. Completely naked, he stood before you, his cock half-hard and twitching. "Is this good?"

“Fucking perfect…” You say, eyes trailing over his body with a grin

He smiled softly at your praise, his cheeks flushing slightly. He climbed back onto the bed, laying back against the pillows, his legs falling open slightly, giving you a clear view of his smooth, tight hole. "How do I... position myself?"

“Just lay back baby, I’m gonna prep you first” You say

He nodded, shifting slightly to get comfortable as he laid back against the pillows. He spread his legs wider, drawing his knees up and letting them fall open, completely exposing himself to you. He bit his lip, his cock twitching against his stomach as he watched you grab the lube. "Okay... fingers first." He breathed out, his muscles tense with anticipation.

You crawl between his legs, coating your fingers in lube “One finger first baby”

He nodded, taking a slow breath as he watched you position yourself between his spread thighs. "I trust you," he whispered, clenching slightly in anticipation as he felt the cool slickness of your lubed finger circle his hole. His back arched off the bed when you finally pushed in, a soft whine escaping his lips. "Oh fuck... that's... different."

“Yeah?” you slowly start to thrust you finger inside him

He gasped softly, his hips jerking involuntarily at the sensation. "Mmm... it's not painful," he admitted, eyes fluttering closed as he got used to the intrusion. "It just feels... full." His hands gripped the sheets, knuckles turning white as he pushed back against your finger. "More... give me more."

You add a second finger, scissoring them inside him to stretch him more

He cried out softly, his back arching sharply off the bed as his hole stretched around your two fingers. His legs shook slightly, falling open even wider as he panted heavily. "Oh god... oh fuck... that's so much..." He bit his lip hard, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes from the intense sensation.

“You’re doing so good for me baby…” You say softly

A deep whimper escaped his throat at your praise, his body relaxing slightly into the mattress. "It burns... but it feels good," he panted, eyes screwed shut as his fingers twisted and scissored inside him, stretching him wider. "I'm ready... please... I want the strap-on," he whined, his cock leaking pre-cum onto his stomach.

You slowly pull your fingers out, quickly stripping off your clothes and putting on the strap

He whined loudly at the sudden emptiness, his hole clenching around nothing as he watched you strip. His eyes darkened as you stepped into the harness, tightening the straps around your hips until the pink dildo stood proud and erect. Seeing you dominate him like that made his breath hitch. "Holy shit..." he breathed, staring at the silicone cock. "You look..."

“Do I look good baby?” You say with a grin

"Fucking hot.” he admitted, his voice thick with desire. He licked his lips, his eyes flicking up to meet yours before dropping back down to the strap-on. He spread his legs wider, lifting his knees to his chest and exposing himself completely.

“Look at you…spreading yourself open for me…such a desperate little thing…” You get between his legs again, lightly tapping his hole with the pink silicone

He shivered at your words, his face flushing deeply as the silicone head tapped against his hole. He pushed down slightly, trying to impale himself on it. "I am... I'm so desperate for you." he whimpered, his voice breaking. "Please... put it in me."

You push the tip against his hole, slowly pushing inside

His entire body tensed, a strangled moan ripping from his throat as the silicone head pushed past his tight ring. "F-fuck..." His hands flew to your hips, gripping desperately as he focused on relaxing around you. "So big... it's stretching me so much..." Tears traced down his cheeks as his hole adjusted, his head falling back against the pillows.

“Now you know how I feel” You say, slowly pushing deeper

He gasped loudly, his back arching sharply off the bed as more inches disappeared into his ass. "Oh my god... oh my god..." He repeated the phrase like a prayer, his voice high-pitched and needy. His hands scrambled to grab your ass, pulling you closer.

“You look so fucking pathetic right now…already crying and I haven’t even done anything.” You grin, suddenly giving a sharp thrust to see his reaction

He screamed, his entire body convulsing as the sudden thrust buried the strap-on deep inside him. He felt utterly split open, his insides stretched to the limit. "Fuck... fuck... fuck...!" He sobbed, his face a mess of tears and snot as he begged for more.

“Think you can take it baby?” You say

"Y-yes..." He nodded desperately, his body shaking with overwhelming sensations. The silicone cock hit a spot inside him that made his eyes roll back, and he suddenly became greedy for more rough treatment. "I want it hard... like you mean it." His legs trembled as he pulled them higher,

You grab his hips, slamming into him hard and deep

He screamed, his back arching violently off the mattress as you pounded into him without mercy. "OH GOD—YES!" His fingers clawed desperately at your back, leaving red scratches as the strap-on abused his prostate. "Fucking destroy me—please!" He was sobbing openly now, completely overwhelmed, his cock bouncing untouched against his stomach.

You’d never seen Mingi like this, it was so fucking hot. “You like that? You like getting ruined by your girlfriend?”

He could only nod frantically, his mouth opening and closing but no coherent words coming out. His hole gripped you tightly, milking the strap-on as you pounded into him relentlessly. Drool escaped the corner of his lips, his eyes rolled back in pleasure as he became nothing but a whimpering, trembling mess beneath you. "Y-yours... I'm yours..."

You reach down, wrapping your hands around his untouched cock, jerking it in time with your thrusts

He practically came off the bed at the contact, a strangled scream tearing from his throat as your hand wrapped around his neglected length. "FUCK—TOO MUCH—TOO MUCH!" He begged, but his cock was leaking profusely, absolutely ready to explode. The dual sensation of being pounded by the strap-on while you jerked him off was completely overwhelming.

“You can take it baby. I know you can.”

He shook his head wildly, tears streaming down his face. He was completely senseless now, reduced to a trembling, sobbing mess as you relentlessly fucked and stroked him. His body was completely out of his control, every muscle tense and shaking.

You lean over him, whispering in his ear “Cum for me princess….make a mess”

The word "princess" sent him completely over the edge. With a final, broken scream, he came violently, his cock pulsing and spilling thick ropes of cum onto his stomach and chest. His hole clenched rhythmically around the strap-on as he convulsed through his orgasm.

“Fuck…good boy…” You slow your hand and your thrusts, letting him ride out his orgasm

He whimpered softly, his body still twitching and jerking through the aftershocks. His eyes were unfocused, glossy with tears as he came down from the intense orgasm. He looked absolutely wrecked, a boneless mess beneath you. "I..." he tried to speak but his voice came out as a broken croak. "I love you so much."

“I love you too sweet boy.” You slowly pull out leaving him feeling empty, laying down beside him before pulling him into your arms

He whined softly at the loss, his hole clenching around nothing as the silicone left his body. He immediately curled into your side, burying his face in your neck as you wrapped your arms around him. He was still trembling, his skin flushed and slick with sweat as he nuzzled against you. "You... you ruined me,"

“Good.” You smile softly

"I can't... I can't walk straight.” He complained weakly, but there was no real complaint in his voice. He sounded utterly satisfied and boneless. "My hole feels... I feel so empty now." He pouted slightly, shifting his hips experimentally.

“Poor baby…” You say teasingly

"It's your fault.” He mumbled, but he was already drifting off to sleep, his breathing slowing. His body was completely limp against yours, thoroughly exhausted from the intense orgasm. He looked absolutely adorable, completely sated and content in your arms. "Love you... so much..." He whispered before his eyes fluttered closed. "My mean... girlfriend..."

“I love you too princess.” You say softly

A small, sleep-filled smile crossed his face at the pet name. His arm wrapped lazily around your waist, pulling you impossibly closer as he nuzzled deeper into your chest. Within seconds, soft, even breaths signaled he had fully passed out, exhausted but completely satisfied. The cum stains still visible on his stomach, a testament to the night's events.

Your fingers itch to grab your sketchbook, their form better than any model you’ve ever seen. Their body is just so complex and interesting. You bet they’d be a great nude model if they wanted to. You’d love to draw them if they let you.

Before you can do anything else, the creature, the kraken, speaks: “Are you a sacrifice? Did the humans pay tribute to me once again?” Their voice is confused, like you just woke them up from a nap.

“N- no?” You try to sound sure but your answer ends up like a question. “I- I came on my own. I wanted- I wanted…” You aren’t sure what you wanted. You aren’t even sure why you are here. You thought the island would be a fun adventure, and you’d be back without anything… But they are here.

“But are you willing?” They ask, head tilted and face tentacles moving in a mesmerizing way that confuses your brain a bit more.

You follow the movement of their tentacles as you ask back: “Willing to what?”

“Willing to be a sacrifice to the gods. Willing to be my sacrifice.” That sounds ominous in a way that you aren’t sure you like.

You focus back on their eyes, who are staring at you in wonder. “What- What does that mean?”

“Are you here to be my wife?” They blurt out, approaching you slowly, and making your heart skip a beat.

“Your wife?” Your voice is so high you are pretty sure only dogs could hear it.

“Humans used to be so much more intelligent,” they sigh. “You are here to be my sacrifice. You are a willing sexual partner. We fuck. You stay with me forever. As my wife.” You are speechless, not sure if you want to say yes or no, not even sure if whatever they are saying makes sense. “So, are you willing?” They repeat.

Flashes of your fantasies rush through your mind, riding tentacles, fucked underwater, filled with eggs… The answer is on your lips before your brain fully processes it: “Yes.”

They clap their hand as if they about to get started. “Very well, then.” They lower their body to the water again, only their head above it, the tentacles floating on the surface quietly. “Sit on my face, wife. Let my tentacles bring you pleasure.”

“What?!” This time your voice comes out clear and loud, making them jump lightly as they look at you.

“You said you are willing, so come. Come on my face,” they tell you as if that’s just a fact, something that needs to happen. And you are there, staring at them with your mouth open and a thousand questions.

“But… But… Shouldn’t we like- talk first?” You ask, confused.

“First orgasm, then we talk,” they say in an annoyed tone.

“Are you… Are you sure?” You ask them as you approach the edge of the lake. They nod, eyes never leaving your body as you slowly undress, still confused about it, but willing to sit on the face of a hot kraken who wants to eat you out. You’d be stupid not to accept that.

The second you are naked at a hand’s reach, they are bringing you to their embrace, submerging enough so you are sitting right over their face, your weight supported by their arms as you feel their hot breath against your hot center. You let out a tiny surprised whimper before you feel their lips against your flesh.

After that everything is a blur of them licking and sucking, their hands on your hips as you try to remain up not to suffocate them. They’re doing their best to overwhelm you with pleasure, and it’s almost working as you feel the telltale sign of your orgasm at the edge of your vision. You reach down and grab into some tentacles, pulling at them until they groan.

Your first orgasm is like a wave hitting shore, and you are unable to stop it as you scream and rock your hips over their face. They pull back with a self-satisfied smirk as you try to recover, but when they say: “Don’t hold back. Another,” you know you are lost.

Their hands hold you down, pressing you harder against their face as they make out with your pussy like it’s their job. After the aftershocks make your knees give up, you have no option but to sit fully on their face as you ride them.

You move over his face as his tentacles suck hickeys into every part of your thighs and legs they can reach. You are moving your hips searching for your own pleasure as he moans under you, his hands holding your hips to grind you down harder. It’s fucking fantastic, and you might get to heaven today.

The combination of the tentacles and the sucking sends you over the edge a second time, and a third and fourth in succession when they don’t let you move. You are rocking your hips as they bring unimaginable pleasure to your poor human body.

By the time they release your hips and let you breathe, you can’t feel your legs, and they have to cradle you against their chest so you don’t sink to the bottom of the tiny lake.

When your body finally calms down enough to be able to properly talk when you whisper: “Would you let me draw you?”

“I would let you do whatever you wanted with me, wife,” they simply say.

“Whatever misstress desires,” he answers dutifully. You would have listened if he had a preference, but it’s more fun when he lets you do your thing, and he only stays there, looking pretty as you play with him like your own personal toy.

“Good boy,” you praise him, making his dick visibly twitch between his legs.

You smirk at him and turn around to your toy box. Mmmm… So many options. But you are feeling naughty today, wanting him to please you without being able to come even if he wants to. You consider the ring, but then your eye catches the metal of the sounding rods and you smirk to yourself. Yeah.

You show him the rod and he moans, a drop of precum leaving his dick and hitting the floor between his knees. You take the lube and slowly prep the rod as you stare at him unblinking. He breaks eye-contact first, looking down embarrassed as you chuckle and push the tip of the rod against his urethra.

But you don’t push it in just yet, you play with him until there’s so much precum leaking from his cock that there’s a puddle on the floor, only then you push the tiny rod into him and watch as he squirms. He’s so beautiful like this, on his knees, the red rope around his body and his legs shaking as he holds back a moan.

“Now I’m going to use your pretty tongue, and if you are good, I might let you come after. Okay, baby?” He moans, nodding enthusiastically.

You grab onto his horns and hook a leg over his shoulder. Your pussy is right on his face, and he takes no time eating you up. He goes right for the kill, sucking on your clit the way you like, making you grab onto both horns as you ride his face completely. He moans against your flesh, more than happy to be used like that, your hands controlling every movement now.

“Do you like that, baby? You are doing so well for me. Being so good. Eating me out so perfectly,” you praise him as you pull at his horns, knowing full well how feral that makes him.

He groans against your flesh, whispering: “Yes, mistress,” against your clit. He sucks it so thoroughly you almost fall to the ground, but you hold tight to his horns, rubbing your pussy harder against his mouth as he whines in desperation.

“Do you think you deserve a reward, baby?” You ask, your breathing erratic and your voice half-choked with the way you are holding your orgasm back.

He pulls back for a second, looking up at you. The lower half of his face is shiny with your desire, and he looks completely debouched. Fucking beautiful. And when he responds a shy: “N-not yet, mistress.” You have to bite your lip not to swoon.

“Good boy,” you praise again, pulling his face against your pussy again. “Make me come and I’ll play with your big cock. Would you like that? For me to get a bigger rod inside your cock?”

He pulls back again, nodding rapidly. “Yes. Yes. Yes.” You arch an eyebrow. “Yes, mistress,” he corrects himself immediately, looking down as you see his dick visibly throbbing. Good.

You don’t say anything as you pull him in again, not caring about anything as you grind your pussy fully against his face, moaning as he sucks your clit just the way you like it. Before you realize you are coming messily, screaming his name as you pull at his horns almost painfully.

You pull his head away slowly, and he’s licking his lips as you kneel in front of him, your hands instantly teasing his painful-looking erection. You play with the rod a bit, chuckling when he whines. You smirk up at him as you pull out the rod and he cries out your name so loudly you are sure most of your neighbors know what you are doing. But you don’t fucking care.

“Don’t come without permission, baby. You are a good boy. Probe it to me.” You know he’s almost there, that he can come in seconds if you allow it, but you don’t. Where’s the fun in that?

You grab the next size rod, adding some lube to it as you use your pointy nails to play with his urethra. He’s panting so bad you are almost worried, but he still hasn’t used his safe word, so you use press the tip of the rod against his opening, pushing in slowly. There’s a bit of resistance, but by the way his eyes roll back into his head, he doesn’t mind the spark of pain at all. Your eyes are fixated on his face, checking for any signal of discomfort, but you can only see pleasure as you push it deeper and deeper. The way he’s whispering your name like a plea makes you feel powerful.

Once is fully inside, you push down, knowing the exact second he feels it, his whole body bulking. “Can you feel that, baby? Is it ticking your prostate?” He moans, unable to form words as you press as deep as possible and his hips bulk.

You play with him for a while, just enjoying the way his dick feels when the rod is inside of it. You jerk him off, smiling sweetly at him as he cries, desperation clear in his choked breaths. His balls are tight against his body, and you know he’s close even with the rod inside. You almost want to try him, to make him come dryly, but today is not the day for that.

“You did so well, baby. So good for me,” you praise him slowly, your hand wiping away some of his tears. “Now I’m going to take it out and you are going to come for me like the good boy you are, okay?” He nods rapidly, his big head bobbing as you bite your lip to swallow a chuckle. You pull the rod out, and cover his hole with your finger, teasing it lightly as you throw the rod over your shoulder and use your free hand to grab his balls. “Come for me.”

(>ᴗ•)genre: smut, a/b/o

ಠ_ಠwarning/content: 203 praise + degradation double whammy !!, 204 oral sex, dom hj + ys/switch wy/sub reader, 211 overstimulation + 212 edging/orgasm denial, getting caught, mxm, poly pack dynamics, mixed hybrids pack (holy shit star isn't doing werewolves ?? the world is ending lmao), 217 hair pulling, scent kink, one spank, cunnilingus, blowjobs + face fucking, cum marking, 221 creampie/breeding, 224 knotting.pet names (babe, puppy, foxy, darling, pretty), name calling (slut, whore), not proof read

prompts: 105 "you're so pretty like this", 113 "bite me harder — i like it", 125 "want to find out what we can get away with before people start looking for us ?" , 129 "you want to cum ? ... oh, but do you deserve to ? ", 131 "make me your personal toy"

➯a/n2: you've knocked something loose in my brain and i want to make more for this mixed pack au gawd 😩 please let me know if you like this because i have MANY ideas fr

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and may i finally present to you...

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     "I hate you so bad right now."

    "Oh, come on! It was an accident," Wooyoung draws on in a whine from his seat on the edge of the bed, "you snuck up on me!"

     You drop your arms to your sides, pausing the way you dab at the stain on your shirt in favor of glaring at him, your lip snarling up to expose your teeth.

     "Okay, fair enough," he bites his lip to stop the laugh that wants to come out. You; a mere puppy hybrid, showing him; a full blooded fox, a threat display. It was amusing that you thought your teeth were threatening.

      He had spilled, accidentally of course, his cup of alcoholic punch on the both of you when you ran into each other.

    And that's how you ended up back in your room while the party your pack was hosting continued downstairs. He was already shirtless, he didn't really have a care about his soaked clothing and just threw it in your laundry basket while you were trying to get as much out of yours as you could.

     He could sense that you were getting frustrated, your scent turning sour. "Hey," he says softly, quickly on his feet and cupping your face, "it's just some punch, Babe. I guarantee that Hwa can get it out no problem."

     "Yeah..." You take in a deep inhale of his scent, letting the familiar smell of rice pudding calm you. "I'm sorry I overreacted. My heat's coming up, you know I get bitchy. I'm almost as bad as you are~"

    He laughs with you, gently rubbing your cheekbones with his thumbs while admiring you for a second. "Here, get out of this," he grips the hem of your shirt and pulls it over your head — his eyes immediately on your chest.

    "Are you thinking what I think you are?"

   "No- aaah, that's a lie and you know it," he grins, tracing his hands up your sides, "you're so beautiful, I can't help myself."

    "Oh, hush-"

     "Hey, I got an idea." Wooyoung's ideas usually end up either very fun or very bad. "You want to find out how much we can get away with before people start looking for us?"

     Fun it is.

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Yeosang and Hongjoong had looked all over for you both downstairs. Yeosang was starting to get frustrated because they couldn't find two of the packs precious omegas.

"-probably just upstairs," Hongjoong hums while leading him up. He's a beta, they're calm and confident and can keep their animal in check — unlike an alpha;

Yeosang for instance, who is simultaneously seething and pouting at the fact that some of his pack is unaccounted for. He isn't the leader, but he is the alpha. And he feels personally responsible for all of you.

Wooyoung's room is empty, so they land at yours. As soon as Hongjoong twists the doorknob, the scent of your arousal floods their senses.

They're stunned for a moment as the delicious smell of you and Wooyoung mixing together wafts around them.

"Youngie, st-stop, fuck me already," they hear you moan — and Hongjoongs hand acts for him as he pushes the door open all the way.

Wooyoung has you pinned to the bed by his grip on your hips, his face between your thighs and his hips twitching every so often as he slurps at you. Your legs are trembling, and you're covered in a shimmering sheen of sweat.

You've been gone for a good hour. And by the look of your disheveled appearance, at least forty-five minutes of that have been Wooyoung lapping at your cunt.

"Get in here," Yeosang says through his teeth as he pulls Hongjoong into the room by the back of his neck. He already has a very noticeable bulge in his jeans.

The slam of the door gets your attention; your eyes immediately trained on them, and Wooyoung simply looks over his shoulder before returning to his task. "Young, stop-" You squeak while trying to pull him away by his hair, but that only makes him moan into you.

"Don't stop on our account," Yeosang chuckles as your head falls back to the pillow, covering your face embarrassedly while your hips twitch in Wooyoung tight grasp. "Naughty little omegas sneaking away to get off~"

Wooyoung moans into you again, the vibration against your sensitive heat making you cry, "please!"

Hongjoong crawls onto the bed between your legs, spreading your legs further to join Wooyoung. Yeosang is straddling your waist in a second flat and pulling your hands away from your face.

"Is he teasing you, puppy?"

"Yes- ah!" Your arms tug under his grip as a rougher tongue meets your over-worked clit.

Hongjoong, your snow leopard packmate, is licking up the mess the fox had made of you. Said fox is now slipping on top of him and grinding against his jean-clad bottom with a quiet whine.

"Yeah?" Yeosang pouts mockingly as he leans down and inhales deeply at your neck. "Poor darling wants a knot so bad, is that it?" He can smell how close you are to your heat — but you aren't quite there yet.

If you were, he'd be giving you what you need as quick as humanly possible. He and Yunho, your sweet golden retriever mate, are the only two who can fully satisfy you when you're in heat. The others can knot, sure — but only they can breed you the way you need it. He'd never be so cruel as to deny you when you're in heat. But otherwise, Yeosang loves to be mean and teasing.

"Is that it?" He asks again, meeting your pleading eyes.

"Yes, pl- oh, fuck~" Your eyes flutter shut as Wooyoung's thumb comes to your clit while Hongjoong's tongue finds its way inside of you.

Wooyoung has gotten you nice and worked up, dripping all over the place and desperate for release because even though he'd been eating you out for more than half an hour — he never let you cum. You're sure to burst into tears if your orgasm gets ripped away again.

"Let me cum," you say in a quick breath, wrapping your fingers around Yeosang's tightly as he moves his grip down your arms. You blink at him, eyes shiny and big and pleading. He almost caves when he looks at your literal puppy dog eyes.

But you sound so pretty when you beg.

"Hm?" He tilts his head, a slight blush on his cheeks as he hears the ravenous way the others are eating you out. "You want to cum?"

"Mhm!" You whine, fidgeting beneath him as your pleasure starts trickling over the edge — you're so close you can taste it.

"Oh, but do you deserve to~?"

His words, along with the way they simultaneously stop their actions, makes you wail pathetically, kicking your feet until the beta between them holds you down. "Please! Please!"

Wooyoung giggles from his place atop Hongjoong, giving your swollen clit a ghostly soft stroke with his knuckle. The feathery touch makes you sob, your cunt twitching infront of them; begging for relief.

"C'mon, Alpha," Hongjoong says, his smirk so prominent that you can hear it in his voice, "let your pretty puppy cum. I wanna taste it~"

The doberman hybrid ontop of you bites his lip — calling you, and Yunho, his puppies is a sure fire way to get him horny beyond belief; and he's already hard and twitching in his jeans.

"Please?" You pout. Legitimately pout, lips trembling as you open them to speak, "I'll be good- I'll be so good! Please, just let me cum!"

As you ramble on, he grins, "you can cum."

You're too elated as the men between your legs start up again to notice the dark glint in his eyes.

Wooyoung's fingers curl up inside of you in time with every swirl of Hongjoong's tongue on your clit; and you're so filled with ecstasy that you hardly notice your impending orgasm.

When it snaps inside of you, you find yourself gasping and panting; clawing at Yeosang's pants and trembling beneath him as he holds you down with his chest on yours. A small line of drool makes it out of the corner of your mouth — but it doesn't get very far before he licks it up.

He kisses you softly, rumbling happily when you move your lips against him even through your daze.

When your intense trembles turn into mere twitches, the duo between your legs finally pull back a bit. Hongjoong kisses your clit and makes you jolt, a little whine muffled by Yeosang's lips.

As soon as he withdraws his fingers, Wooyoung is shoving them in Hongjoongs mouth. The taste of your release makes him purr, already wanting to go back in for another round.

But Yeosang has better plans.

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"Ride." Is Yeosang's only command as he settles you over Wooyoung's hips.

Immediately, you're obeying your alpha, sinking down on Wooyoung's member despite the way your cunt is pulsing from your intense orgasm just minutes ago.

The man below you is whining, trying to buck deeper but held in place by Hongjoong's hands pinning him to the bed — talk about karma. "Fuck- faster, Babe," he pleads, hands kneading your chest.

When you finally collide your hips with his, you start rocking them back and forth slowly. His jaw drops, and he's met with Yeosang grabbing his face and taking advantage of that by shoving his tip into his mouth. "Be a good boy and suck it."

He doesn't need to be told twice — not right now, anyways. He feels too good to be his usual defiant self. With your hot, gooey walls massaging his neglected cock; he'd do anything without being told twice if it meant keeping that sensation.

Hongjoong isn't one to be left out, and you aren't one to let him be. He straddles Wooyoung's chest, and you immediately lean down and start kitten licking at his twitching member. "That's it," he purrs, gathering a good portion of your hair in his hands gently, "such an good puppy, don't even need to be told to suck~"

The way your hips grind against him just a bit faster makes Wooyoung moan, muffled around the other man's girth. He groans quietly at the sensation, petting back Wooyoung's hair with a grin.

When you wrap your lips around Hongjoong's tip, he takes control from there; making you suck him how he likes. And he likes to hit the back of your throat and make you gag. He loves it, actually. The way you moan and whine around him as he tries to fuck your throat like it's your pussy.

He pulls you back and forth by his previously soft grip on your hair, making you meet his thrusts. You're so focused on breathing, trying not to seriously choke, that you've stilled ontop of Wooyoung's member. Just clenching and fluttering around him, leaking so much arousal from the way Hongjoong is using you that it's creating a puddle between you and dripping down his balls.

He's just as much a mess as you, drooling around Yeosang with his eyebrows creased together while he holds back from slamming into you.

"Didn't our Alpha tell you to ride?" Hongjoong groans, pulling your face to be flush with his hips as he leans over and smacks your ass. A gurgled 'mhm' is all you can give when he's stuffing your mouth and the entrance of your throat full. "So ride, slut~"

When you start bouncing your hips up and down, your hands on Wooyoung's stomach to brace yourself, he has to pull away from the alpha and suck in some much needed breaths. He can't even bring himself to open his eyes, the sight of Hongjoongs arms flexing as they pull your face to meet his thrusts would be entirely too much — he knows this because he's made that mistake before, and you were made to keep riding him even after he came when seeing the way you were sucking Jongho's cock.

"Faster," he breaths out a whine, "please, faster!" Even though he knows it's going to make him cum, he can't help but beg for more. "Please, Babe, make me your personal toy!"

You gag and sputter around Hongjoong so much that spit comes flying between you, and he pulls back with a chuckle to let you collect yourself.

Yeosang gives Wooyoung's flushed cheek a kiss before crawling down the bed and coming behind you. "C'mon, puppy," he hums as he grips your waist, guiding you to start your bouncing again, "faster. Make him cum inside of you. Milk him like a whore-"

He whines loudly, bucking into you suddenly and making you gasp. "Youngie!"

"Milk me, milk me — fuck, yes!" He's nearly sobbing as you start riding him faster with Yeosang's help, his eyes rolling back into his head as he grabs Hongjoong's thighs to ground himself. "Let me- ah! Let me knot, please!"

"No," Hongjoong growls softly as he leans and wraps his hand around the base of Wooyoung's cock, already feeling his knot swelling up. "We want a turn too, don't be a greedy slut."

"Pleaseee?" He whimpers, pout on his lips even though none of you can see it. "You can- oh, fuck... You can use me wh-while I knot her! Don't you want it, Babe? Want my knot?"

"Mhm!" You nod quickly, your hips slamming down roughly thanks to Yeosang bouncing you like a doll. "Let h- I want it!"

Hongjoong giggles at your simultaneous begging, and he looks to Yeosang with a grin; who returns it with a nod.

"Fine," the beta says as he lets go of his cock, an elated moan coming from the man below you as you start sliding up and down on his growing knot with every bounce. "Such a needy whore," his words only make Wooyoung's knot swell faster, "so desperate to knot that you offer yourself up~"

When Wooyoung lets out a particularly whiny moan, Yeosang slams you down; making you yelp as his knot gets lodged inside of you — his cum joining it not a second later.

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Wooyoung couldn't be more pleased with this turn of events.

He's laying on top of you with his knot swelled all the way up and not showing any signs of lowering — especially not when Hongjoong is pounding into him and making it throb inside of you every time he hits his g-spot. His knot isn't the only thing keeping you in place, he's got his arms locked around your neck in a sweaty hug; he refuses to ever let go of someone he's mating with.

"You're so pretty like this," Yeosang hums from beside you all, his hand sliding up and down his length in time with Hongjoong's thrusts; trying to imagine it's him doing the pounding. He would love to knot any of you right now, but he has a habit of putting his pack mates first. "Pretty little omegas locked together, getting fucked~"

Wooyoung hisses as you clench around him — it's all you can do, really. His cock won't be moving for a good long while, and he growls anytime you move your hands from the way you hug him to try and play with your clit. He buries his face deeper into your neck, moaning happily as he inhales your scent — and then, moaning needily as Hongjoong gives a particularly rough thrust.

Without thinking, the fox takes your shoulder between his teeth. He's made to let go as his jaw drops when your walls gush and pulse around him. "Fu-ck," he hiccups, wrapping his arms around you tighter and wailing when Hongjoong starts absolutely pummeling him. Your actions had made him clench, and it sent the beta spiraling with the need to knot. "Did you j-ust cum?"

"Shut up!" You whimper as you dig your nails into his back, "bite me harder! I like it! I like it, I like it, please-" Your pleading is cut short when Yeosang leans over and captures your lips; swallowing your yell as Wooyoung bites down on your shoulder like he's trying to mark you as his mate all over again.

The sight of you all with your mouths on each other sends Hongjoong careening off the edge, grabbing Wooyoung's hair tightly as he fucks into him through his orgasm; a messy ring of cum on his knot before he slams it into him, growling loudly as he locks them together.

Wooyoung is filling you up all over again, whimpers and whines from both of you as his warm seed joins his previous release.

Yeosang has the mind about him to slip his hand between you and the other omega, not clouded by his knot. He twirls his fingertips around your swollen clit just a few times before you're crying into his mouth. He fists his cock harder as you start fidgeting; trying helplessly to get away from the overstimulation.

Hongjoong grabs your waist, pinning you down with Wooyoung's weight as well as his own as he lays on top of you both. He's done growling, just purring with satisfaction as he nuzzles Wooyoung's back.

You sink into the bed below them as Yeosang finally stops his torture of your clit, panting heavily and watching him with your pupils wide as ever as he kneels beside your face.

"Wooyoung, c'mere," he commands through his moans as he jerks himself, using his free hand to pull his face out of your neck. "Let me mark my omegas."

Wooyoung cranes his neck and presses his cheek to yours, watching the man with a similar fucked-out expression to your own. Hongjoong trills softly as he watches, a dopey smile on his lips.

Yeosang cups your cheek gently, stroking your heated cheek. "Give me a lick, pretty puppy." You roll out your tongue obediently, flicking it over the leaking head of his member. "You too, little foxy." Wooyoung is mirroring you in a millisecond flat; both of your tongues laving over his flushed tip.

All he can do is watch with lust filled awe for a moment before his orgasm creeps up on him, his brain demanding that he mark you both with his cum. "Open," he pants out quickly, fist tightening around himself.

Wooyoung smooshes his cheek back to yours, hugging your neck tightly as you both open your mouths wide and stick out your tongues.

A lewd display, for sure. But none of you care.

Hongjoong rocks his hips, making both of you moan with your mouths wide open, your eyes closing instinctively as Yeosang spills his load all over your faces. Very little actually gets in your mouths, but that's not where he was aiming anyway.

All four of your scents are potent and mingling together in the most primal way, and his cum is the delicious cherry on top.

Which might be why Wooyoung is licking it up off your face like an animal.

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Everyone in the house knew it was coming.

Your one and only alpha, Yeosang, was displaying all the signs of pre-rut. His spearmint scent could be smelled no matter where in the home you were. He was touchy, and he was quiet — pulling whoever he pleased into his chest and rubbing his face and wrists all over them to smear his scent before wordless kissing their cheek and walking away. He would glare at anyone and everyone who looked at you all when he went out with you.

The poor cashier who complimented your omega fox mates outfit almost lost a finger when he handed him the change.

Yes, there's no denying, the doberman is about to rut.

Which also means you're about to go into semi-heat to keep up with him. It doesn't hit you until it does. And it hits hard.

Your poor puppy brain doesn't comprehend what's happening when you wake up in the middle of the night, drenched in a cold sweat and howling so high-pitched that you wake everyone in the house.

Yeosang is bursting through your door before you even finish your first little wail; Yunho and Seonghwa right behind him, lingering at the doorway because they know what's happening.

You and Yeosang are more than just mates like the rest of them — you're heat-linked. When he's rutting, you go into heat. When you're in heat, he starts rutting. You aren't the only pair in the pack like this. But you are Yeosang's only linked mate. Which means he gets intense.

He's never satisfied until he's fucked your brains out and stuffed you full of his knot so many times you can only babble and take it.

"Puppy." He jumps on top of you, panting quietly as he pins your writhing figure to your bed. "Heat?" He asks shortly, his ears flopping as he tilts his head.

You whimper loudly, nodding your head furiously and pulling at your clothes.

Your self proclaimed 'den-mother', Seonghwa, is already hopping away quickly to prepare the nesting room for you. Yunho is running to gather as many water bottles as he can fit in his arms.

Because when Yeosang gets you to the nest, you won't be leaving anytime soon.

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It's been four and a half hours.

Yeosang is still rock hard even though his cum is everywhere. It's dripping and smeared between your thighs. It's in puddles on the blankets. It's on your chest. It's about to be on your face —

You're spent and panting like an actual dog; your tongue rolled out and your chest rising and falling quickly. Your body is so hot compared to the air conditioned room that your breaths come out in little visible puffs. You're burning up. And so is he.

His skin is hot to the touch, his cheeks are dusted in a blush. "Stay just like that, puppy," he growls quietly from above you, straddling your shoulders and fisting his messy cock with lewd squelching noises filling the air.

Even if you wanted to disobey, you couldn't. Your body feels like it's weighed down with a stack of weighted blankets; pleasantly heavy with the flood of hormones and buzzing with pleasure. "Ah~" You stick your tongue out further, the tip of it grazing his cock head.

Your eyes flutter shut instinctively as his release meets your face in long, hot ropes, a pleased hum rumbling in his throat as he watches the sinful scene closely. "Better, Sangie?"

He was grumpy because your face was losing his scent, having rubbed off on the blankets as he pushed your head into them; plowing you from behind.

"Better," he moans softly, crawling back down your spent body and knocking your legs back open with his. "Does my puppy want my knot again?"

He knows the answer will never be no, not when you're in heat. "Mhm~" You nod sluggishly, the human part of you wants nothing more than to just sleep. But the puppy part is throwing a fit because your alpha isn't immediately slamming his knot into you and pumping you full of his cum.

He's mumbling to himself as he slides inside of you slowly, his brain far away and only working on his primal instincts. "... gonna fuck puppy on my knot..."

Your ears perk up, "what?" If you had a tail; one, it would be soaked in the puddle of cum under you, and two, it would be wagging like crazy.

"I'm gonna fuck you with my knot," he says more coherently, already moving ahead to keep true on his word, pushing it inside of you slowly and making your eyes roll back happily.

And you learn what he means when he starts pulling it back out, making you both moan out loudly. It's not meant to be used like this — but that doesn't stop him. And that doesn't mean it doesn't feel fucking heavenly as he continuously fucks you on only the fattest part of his knot; the feeling of him constantly stretching your entrance makes you drool.

His hand comes up quickly, wiping your drool into your face with a smirk and going on to smear his cum as well. "Paint my pretty puppy with my scent," he growls softly, popping his knot into you one more time before the tight massage your hole was giving him catches up with him and makes him cum with a small whine. "No," he pouts, rutting against you and making you yelp as his inflated knot gets caught, "need to keep fucking."

"Sangie-"

"Need to fuck you." His lip snarls up, his teeth bared in irritation at his own knot.

"It'll go down in a sec-"

"I want to fuck you now." He leans over you and sniffs at your neck, his floppy ears tickling your over-sensitive skin. "Needs more scent." He bites down in the next second, making a sharp and sudden orgasm run thought you; clenching down on his knot as you wail.

By the time he unlatches his jaw, his knot has gone down just enough for him to keep thrusting. This time — fast. A string of pants and moans breathed into your new wound as he keeps his head buried in your neck and fucks you like the animal he is.

And you revel in it all like the animal you are.

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It's cold and dim in the pack nesting room. The chilly air is thick with the scent of honey tea — the scent of Hongjoong.

He's in a rut, and he's only halfway through. You hadn't seen him since it started, but now that you're with him; he is absolutely floating from your pheromones. You're the first omega to be his rutting partner this time around.

And he did not hold back when you walked in the door.

When pulling at his silver hair didn't work; you had to pull on his spotted ears to get his attention after he had knotted you for the third time, begging to give your pussy a break.

The sound of the large box fan barely drowns out the soft smooches of your lips on his cock, or the lewd slurping noises as his textured tongue laps up every little dribble of his cum that leaks from you.

You're currently laid on top of him; his cock in your face and your cunt in his. Thankful that he's giving your tender insides the break you begged for — giving you gentle licks and kneading your sore ass cheeks.

"Feels like such a waste," you feel him pout against your lower lips, giving another easy kitten lick as your twitching hole pushes out more of his multiple loads. "I wish I could stay inside you forever."

You moan around his tip, bobbing your head lightly and swirling your tongue. You wrap one hand around his swollen base and brace the other on his thigh. You're so physically exhausted from trying to keep up with the beta's insatiable appetite; but you're also so eager to help him work through it, make him feel better.

"Fuck-" His breath hitches when your tongue grazes the vein on the side of his cock, head falling back onto the blankets, "take it deeper for me~"

You lower your lips, gagging a bit as he hits the back of your mouth and quickly pulling back up. You take a deep breath before hollowing your cheeks and going back down — rewarded when he moans out lowly. "Ah, damn... That's a good girl, good fucking girl, you know what Daddy likes~"

His praise gives you butterflies all the way from your heart, down to your stomach, and finally your heat; making you clench around nothing. He laughs breathlessly before licking up the slick and cum that trickles down to your clit. "Messy puppy~"

You wiggle your hips with a soft whine around him. And, thankfully, he gets the message.

He starts softly making out with your messy cunt, purring into you and making you shiver with pleasure. His hands continue their gentle squeezing of your ass while his lips massage your swollen clit.

You bob up and down on as much of his length as you can take, using the spit that slides down to stroke what you can't fit in your mouth.

The shaky mewl he lets out has your overstimulated heat gushing all over him the second the vibration meets you. You pull away from his member, sucking in a sharp breath as he growls at the loss of your hot mouth. It feels so fucking good — but you aren't sure if you can cum again without breaking. "A-ah, fuck!" You whine out, trying to crawl away when he sucks harsher on the bundle of nerves. "Daddy, please!"

His long, fluffy tail is swishing against the blankets slowly, pleased with himself as you sit up in your attempts to get away and end up essentially smothering him with your cunt; drowning him in your scent. He wraps his arms around your hips and pulls you down further as you lift your hips. "Want you to cum on my face," he growls against you quickly before slipping his tongue into your unexpecting pussy and making you whimper.

Despite your best judgment, you find yourself grinding down on him to make his wish come true. Even if you do break, he'll take care of you. So why not?

His long, textured tongue is twisting and turning inside of you skillfully; making a mess of the remaining cum as it smears on his lips and his chin — his chin which you shameless rub your clit on.

It's almost like you're the one who's being taken over by your animal. But once you cum, he's going to be back to chasing his high and pumping every bit of his seed into any of your holes he gets at.

You do cum — and you cum hard. Doubling over on his stomach and letting out a wall shaking yell of his name while you soak his face in a wave of slick.

You hardly notice his hands rubbing up and down your sides until your tense body finally slumps; twitching with after shocks of pure unadulterated ecstasy.

He purrs loudly, rubbing his face against your thigh as he watches your pussy twitch with a wide grin. "Good puppy~" Earns him an extra noticeable jolt.

"F-" You stutter, fingers digging into his thighs. Your heart is beating so fast that he can feel it against his stomach. "Fuck..."

You crumble bonelessly to the blankets as he gently rolls you over, landing on top of you with his cock against your cheek; already grinding on your heated face before you settle in the new position. "Sweet omega," he trills with a deep rumble in his throat, "you smell so fucking amazing, I want to knot you again and again and a-again-"

His voice breaks off into a whine as he splatters a load of hot seed onto your lower face and neck. He holds your hands tightly while rutting his twitching member on your cheek, smearing his release in a lewd gesture that pleases his primal instincts — especially when you just squeeze his hands and allow him.

"Whole fucking world is gonna be able to smell me on you," he moans as he pulls back, sitting on his legs as he scans your slumped form.

Your arms trembling lightly as you hold his steady hands, sprawled out in the sheets that have his heavy pheromones all over them, your eyes fuzzy, breathing just now beginning to steady, and his favorite at the moment — his cum on your jaw and neck; smeared on your cheek.

His round ears flick at the sound of your pleasure soaked voice, "you-you're still hard, Joong."

"Can you blame me? Got my pretty omega all covered in my scent and marks, nice and fucked out~" He purrs mischievously as he crawls — all but pouncing on top of you and straddling your hips. "You're gonna smell like me for days, baby..." He whispers as he slowly grinds against your stomach, gently wiping his cum up with his fingers, "better not get another one of the members to scent you to cover it up."

"Of course not, Daddy," you smile softly in stark contrast to the dirty way he's smearing all of the cum he collected onto your chest. You'll wear any of your pack mates heat and rut scents proudly.

"Good girl."

You yip as he suddenly stands and yanks you up with him, wrapping your arms and legs around him quickly with wide eyes.

"You want my last load inside you, baby? Knot you up real good, hm?" He moans as he presses your back against the wall, using his tail to unlock your ankles from one another so he can wrap his arms under your thighs — not a hint of struggle as the beta holds you up.

"Uh-huh!" You nod quickly as he grinds against your slit, still a bit in shock at the new position.

"Uh-huh~" He mimics you with a fond chuckle, resting his forehead on yours, "you want Daddy's fat knot in your pussy, is that it, baby~?"

"Yes! Yes, pleaseee," you pout, your hands helplessly fidgeting on his back, "knot me-" You gasp as he wraps his tail around your wrists, holding your hands still with a wild growl bubbling up his throat as he slips into your heat. You wrap your fingers around the soft fur and hold on tightly as he starts pounding into you.

It takes a moment for you to even register it, your brain lagging behind with the sudden onslaught of intense pleasure as he hits every single spot inside of you over and over again. You can only hang there for a few seconds, almost in awe, your jaw dropped as he fucks you into another plane of existence.

A cracked whimper breaks your silence and suddenly you're moaning out so loudly that you're sure the others can hear you even through the extra insulation. "Oh! Oh ffffuck~ Daddy!!"

He isn't really fairing too well either, noises stuck between growling and mewling as he fucks into you as deep and as hard as is physically possible. He can't find any words — so he sinks his teeth into your shoulder as he gets slammed with his orgasm almost as hard as he's slamming into you.

The second you feel his knot swelling up in your walls again, his teeth in your neck to add to it, you clamp down on him and wail as you cum with him; trembling in his sturdy hold and gripping his tail so tightly that his eyes roll back from all of the sensations.

He pants against the indents his teeth left in your skin, his entire body twitching against you. "So- so fuckin' perfect~"

You manage to hum out a dazed response, whining softly as he slowly wraps your legs around him again.

"Shh," he coos softly as your arms immediately hug his neck when his tail lets go, "Daddy's got you, doll. Don't you worry about a thing." He gently maneuvers you both back to the large nest, purring with satisfaction as he lays on top of you.

He blinks slowly at you as he rubs your head, admiring your dizzy expression. "My pretty puppy."

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The smell of vanilla is overwhelming the millisecond you open the door to the pack nesting room.

You could smell faint hints of Seonghwa's peachy scent lingering in the air; the other omega had been San's rutting partner before you came.

You thought maybe that would make things go a little bit smoother. You were wrong —

"Sannie, baby?" You call out softly as you close the door.

Immediately tackled to the padded floor, San is on top of you before you can even blink. "Where have you been?" Tearing at your clothes — literally tearing — as he speaks evenly, poorly masked irritation seeping through as he pulls your bottoms off. "...You smell like Yunho."

"He- uh, he helped me get ready before I came up." Your body is still on edge from that, and San's pheromones are fueling the fire. Even though you take some very strong hybrid birth control to keep up your mates, your body can sense that he's extra eager to mate.

He isn't fairing any better. He'd just got done railing your bunny mate into next Saturday; but it wasn't enough. He needs to mate. And you're the only one who can satisfy that.

"He did?" He pauses. Feeling a strange mix of rut-induced jealousy and appreciation.

"Yeah," you nod, already completely naked under the man as his tail swishes against the blankets quietly.

"Good." Is all he says before he slides into you with one fluid motion, leaving you completely breathless. "Need to breed you so bad, puppy..."

And breed you is exactly what he does.

It's hours later at this point, it must be.

He'd gotten frustrated at some point, early on; if your frazzled brain remembers correctly, and balled up a blanket to shove under your hips before he grabbed your ankles and pinned them up by your head.

Folding you in half, almost as literally as it gets. Any cramping you might have had from the position went away with the mind-numbing orgasms as he plunged into you so deeply that you swear he's literally in your guts.

"O-one more," he pants above you, hot breaths fanning your face, "one more, I swear, puppy... Then I'll knot you~"

"You're a fffucking liar, Sannie!" You moan shakily, sweaty ankles slipping in his grasp. He'd said 'one more' at least five times after filling you up. But you are not complaining. Not about that at least. "Knot me already please! Please, please, please, I need your knot!"

Your stomach feels heavy with all of his cum, you're dripping so much slick that it runs up your back from the way he's got your hips in the air, you feel like you're about to combust from the pure pleasure of it all — but you need his knot to be satisfied. You're about to get frustrated and call out for your alpha to come and make your mate knot you if he doesn't give it to you soon.

"Fuck-" He groans, pressing all of his weight down on you and making you gasp as he leans down, "don't cry, angel..."

The tears are welling up in your puppy dog eyes from the primal urge to be knotted. "Baby," you huff, playing into them to get what you want; making your eyes as begging as you can. "Don't you want me to have your kitties?"

His fluffy, ombré ears flick atop his head. Flushed cheeks turning even darker as he scans your face. "W-what?"

"Don't you want to knot me up and keep all your cum inside so it will really take? So I can make you the cutest babies ev- ah!"

"Come here," he grabs your jelly-like legs and brings them over his shoulders, grabbing your thighs tightly as he slams into you roughly enough to make you see stars. "I'm going to fill you up so fucking much that your birth control will be useless," he growls as he nuzzles all over your jaw, marking you with even more of his scent. As if you aren't already doused in it.

His cock hits the sensitive spots inside of you that have you panting, moaning high pitched, grabbing at anything you can to ground yourself to the planet as you feel his knot swelling up with each quick slap of his hips to yours. You squeal something along the lines of, "ohhh! Holy fuuuck!" Before his lips catch yours, your body shaking with the force of your ecstasy as you moan into his mouth.

The beta falls on top of you, his arms coming up to hug your head and letting your legs falls uselessly to the sides. "My puppy~" He whispers into your mouth, groaning low in his throat as his knot swells up completely and locks you together.

You mimic his purr dizzily as he fills you up one last time, at least for the time being. You swear it's making your lower stomach feel bigger, but then again; you're stupid with pleasure at the moment.

Falling asleep is easy; with his warm body over you and his hands sliding down to slowly knead at your chest and stomach, his soft tail rubbing against your leg, his content purrs luring you to a peaceful rest before you wake up and do it all again.

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"Are you ready? Are you ready?" Yunho bounces on his feet at the door while waiting for you.

If he had a tail, it would be wagging a million miles per hour. But since he's a half-hybrid, he only has his ears to show his excitement; the fuzzy, golden blond perked a bit off of his matching hair as he tilts his head.

"Come on, we're burning daylight!" He pouts as you finish tying your running shoes.

"The sun just rose, Yunho! Jeez, what's with the zoomies- wah!" You yell as he grabs your hand and drags you out the door.

He had woken you up with his face over yours, panting softly and asking you to go on his second run with him. He's a naturally active person because of his breed, but this is almost ridiculous. Usually he'd go with Yeosang, your doberman mate, but said alpha had apparently kicked him out of his room before he came to you.

You start to wish you were smart enough to have done what Yeosang did as the golden retriever man starts running — bolting, really. "Aaaah, shit. This is gonna suck." You sigh before pushing your legs to catch up with his long ones.

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You fall down in the middle of the large backyard dramatically. "Are you satisfied?" You pant, rolling your head to look at him.

He's got his hands on his knees as he catches his breath, but a large smile is still on his face. His ears flop a bit as he nods quickly. "Thank you, puppy~"

"Yeah, yeah," you laugh breathlessly, "help me inside, my legs are jelly."

He lifts you up quickly, hugging you to his chest tightly as he carries you back inside the pack house, his nose in your neck. Nobody else seems to be awake yet, the rooms all deserted as you make your way to the downstairs bathroom.

When he shuts the door behind you, you're smacked in the face with the heavy scent hot cocoa and cinnamon. It sends you reeling, holding onto the counter tightly as he sets you down; humming as he turns on the shower, blissfully unaware of how his smell is affecting you. Without the fresh air from outside or the air conditioning — you can't smell anything beside his strong pheromones.

"Yunho?"

"Mhm~?"

The insane amount of energy, the runs and work outs he's been doing the past few days, the way he growled at Yeosang to challenge him for the last piece of pizza yesterday and the way he's been extra overbearing over you and the other omegas —

He's going into a rut.

"When was your last rut?"

"Uhm, about six m-" He pauses. He ruts every six months like clockwork.

"I'll go get Mingi-"

"No!" He runs to you quickly, wrapping his arms around you and bear hugging you. "I want you. Please? I don't- I promise I'll be gentle." It's probably not a promise he can hold true to.

Because Yunho may be a beta, but he's built like an alpha.

"I'll stretch you out for as long as you like- just, please? I w- you know I love all of you but... I want another pup to take my knot."

The last time you were his first rutting partner he nearly split you in half with his knot. It's always bigger at the beginning of a rut, and you hadn't known that when you so bravely took it.

"I don't- I don't know if I can take it-"

"We can take our time! My rut hasn't started yet, I can stretch you out," he turns you around and falls to his knees, clasping his hands together, "please, love."

Even though you should be immune to them, his begging puppy dog eyes win you over. "Fine-"

His ears perk up immediately, along with his eyes that you swear start sparkling at the promise of being able to knot another hybrid from the same classification as him.

"But shower first, you almost threw me into an early heat."

"Is that so bad-"

"Shower."

"On it!"

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His pheromones are significantly less potent after you shower, but they're still dizzying in your post orgasmic bliss — having just came all over all four of his fingers while his thumb stroked your clit.

You're so far gone just from his large hand that you don't even realize he's spread your legs and positioned himself between them; grinding his massive cock on your messy heat with a string of needy groans.

"Gonna knot my pretty angel," he breathes deeply to reign himself in a bit. He grips the base of his cock, already feeling his knot swelling up ever so slightly.

You suddenly come back to your body, back arching off the bed as you yip — even just his bulbous tip is so huge and heavy. "Ah! Too big, too big," you shake your head, already trembling at the thought of taking anymore.

"It's not too big," he pouts, cupping your cheeks gently to still your head, "it's not, sweetie. You can take it." He rests his forehead on yours, tears welling up in his eyes to match your own. "You can take it, I promise. You took all of my fingers so good, you're so nice and wet for me~"

"Fuck-" You groan, forcing yourself to relax around him as you look into his eyes. "Go- go slow..."

He pecks your lips repeatedly as he inches his way forward immediately, trying to sink into you simultaneously as fast and as slow as possible. Going at the slowest pace he can but doing it quickly.

He's stopped when you instinctively clench around him, your brows knitted together at the intense stretch. He almost falls over, slamming his hand onto the headboard and grabbing it tightly. "R-relax, relax," he begs, his hips stuttering, "fuck, please-"

He collapses on top of you with a pant of relief as you stop clamping down on his girth, gulping down the pool of spit that threatened to spill over his parted lips.

"That's — oh, fuck — that's it, angel~" He moans loudly as he continues his torturously slow descent into your gooey walls. "There you go, you got it," he nuzzles his forehead against yours comfortingly as tears start wetting your lashes; looking deep into your eyes as he stretches you to your absolute fullest.

"You're so-" You hiccup, missing the way his jaw slacks as you clench around him with it. "-so big." Your brain, what little is left after he fingered most of it out of you, is tingling. The only thing you can think about is Yunho and his ridiculous thickness stretching out your pulsing cunt. "M'gonna break." You pout so seriously that he can't help but chuckle.

"Oh, puppy~" He coos fondly as he wipes your eyes with his thumbs, cradling your face tenderly. "You aren't going to break, I got you. You're taking me so well~ You're almost half way there-"

"What?!" Your teary eyes widen, attempting to look between you when he catches your jaw and shakes his head softly.

"Don't panic, love," he hums, stilling his hips to give you a moment. "Breathe in and out, nice and slow, just like that." He strokes your head softly as you take in deep, shaking breaths; going along with you to try and keep his cool. It feels like you're squeezing the life force out of him with your hot, gummy walls.

"Why are you so big?" You whimper, followed by — "It's too good, I'm- I'm gonna lose my mind."

His hips act with a mind of their own, shoving another inch of his fat length into you and making you wail; grabbing his forearms as he keeps his hold on your face.

He was starting to think he'd have to pull out, that you genuinely couldn't take it and that he might be hurting you. But to hear that you feel as good as he does — his ears are hot and twitching as much as his cock is.

"J- oh! Put it all the way in, baby- all the way, all the way!" You're just about sobbing, "just hurry! Hurry and fuck me, please, pleaseee-"

Your plead dies out in a loud, pornographic whine as he slams the rest of his length inside of you; pinning your twitching hips to the mattress with his own as he growls lowly. Your eyes roll back into your head, jaw dropping wide open as you cum around him.

He tries to stop himself, but your mouth is just so tempting; especially as your pussy is fluttering and convulsing around him — massaging every inch, every pronounced vein.

He grips your jaw in one hand and forces it to stay open as he spits right into your mouth. The sight of your tongue twitching as his spit lands is enough to make him want to cum then and there.

"Look at you~" He coos as he starts rutting a few inches of his enormous cock into you, pulling back just a bit more each time until he's sliding in and out of your tight heat slow and steady in his entirety. "I knew you could take me, love."

All you can do is moan with his hand still squeezing your mouth open, feeling like you're about to float away at the mind-numbing pleasure. When your eyes flutter shut, he growls, snapping his hips into you quickly and making them fly back open.

"Eyes on me," he says in a breath, gently rubbing your jaw as he lets go of it, "eyes on me or I will stop." He won't, too deep in the beginnings of his rut to even imagine doing such a thing, but the idea of it makes you whine nonetheless; watching his expression with puppy dog eyes. "Thank you, sweetie~"

You grab onto his arms tighter as he speeds up just a notch, blinking away your tears quickly so you can watch the way he bites his cheek. He's still holding back and while you're thankful that he doesn't want to hurt you — you want to make him feel even better. You know he likes it fast and rough. Especially with a rut only literal minutes away from hitting him.

"Baby," you whisper above his quiet growls, catching his attention. "Fill me with your pups-"

Forget minutes. His rut slams into him full force as soon as the words leave your lips.

His eyes, already nearly fully dilated, are overtaken by his pupils; only the smallest sliver of brown left. His cheeks and neck flush with heat, all the way down his shoulders. His cock feels like it gets bigger inside of you. There's only one thing on his mind.

Breed.

He starts pounding into you like a madman, bottoming out every single time. The sudden burst of speed knocks the air from your lungs and leaves you unable to do anything but let out a small squeak.

If it weren't for his ever present grip on your face, you'd probably be sliding up the bed with the sheer force of his thrusts.

You can't even register his pussy drunk babbling; nodding along simply because you hear his voice from within the absolute tsunami of pleasure slamming onto you.

"Pretty angel, gonna take my knot? Yeah, yeah you are~ Take my big fucking knot- stretch this little puppy cunt out so good~" He moans against your lips, panting as he fucks into you rough and desperate. The entire time, his eyes never leave yours — watching them get fuzzy with ecstasy.

When the first rope of his hot release shoots inside of you, your entire body twitches. Your eyes slam closed again, your jaw dropped in a silent scream as you literally blank for a few seconds. Clenching around his growing knot so hard as he fills you up that he doubles over ontop of you and curses under his heavy breaths.

You come back to the feeling of him licking your tear covered cheek softly, his arms wrapped tightly around you and his knot pulsing against your walls. At the bright look in his eyes, you hum dopily, "did it?"

"You did it," he beams as he wipes the sweat from your brow, "I'm locked up all perfect and snug~"

You slump under him with a wide smile, still chasing your breath. "Mmm perfect," you purr as he continues to lick your face gently.

"I'm so proud of you," he moans contentedly, eyelids as heavy as yours as he looks down at you with what can only be described as heart eyes. "I'm going to knot you so many times, puppy."

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Thump!

Thump!

Th-thump!

"Do you have a problem?" You finally snap as you whip around to face the source of the grumpy thumps — Seonghwa.

The pink haired omega is standing in the doorway of your room, his ears long, fluffy ears pinned to the sides of his head and pout on his plump lips. "No..."

You sigh and turn back to your book, ignoring the sulking bunny. You get a few seconds of peace until —

Thump!

"Seonghwa, seriously! I'm trying to read, what's wrong?" You toss your book, partly concerned and partly annoyed. Your nose twitches as you sniff the air.

"Want to come to the nest with me?" He asks quickly, ears twitching while impatiently searching for your response.

His peachy scent is extra thick and syrupy —

He's going into heat.

You should have realized something was up. He was eating even more greens than usual lately, rubbing his chin on you all extra hard before you went out. When everyone else coincidentally had plans today, it should have been a dead giveaway away. They left you alone with him on purpose, to give you some privacy; he always comes to you on the first day of his heat —

And he's always extra needy.

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"My puppy," Seonghwa groans while thrusting into you wildly. His pace is frenzied, uncontrollable — rough. "Mine. M-mine."

He's got you bent over on your hands and knees, kneeling in the pack nest. His cum is dripping down your legs, and yet he shows no signs of stopping. His chest is pressed against your back, his breathing is hot on your sweaty neck.

Your cries of overstimulation make his ears twitch, stranding straight up on his head as he revels in them. The sound of his hips slamming into yours, his balls hitting your slick covered clit with every one of his rapid thrusts. Your sweet, yelping moans make him go faster.

He may be an omega, but he certainly doesn't fuck like one. Sure, he's moaning and groaning and has tears welling up in his eyes from the amount of pleasure your sloppy heat is giving him — but he's determined to breed and he's not being gentle with his intentions. Haven't you heard the saying; fuck like rabbits?

Male bunny hybrids are built to cum and cum and cum and —

"Ahh!" You wail as he slams his hips into yours extra hard, sending you prone bone on the blankets. You fists the fabric tightly and bring it to your face, burying yourself in it and letting it soak up the tears from the insanity inducing pleasure.

"Shhh," he coos shakily as his twitching length pumps yet another load into your flooded cunt. He starts whining and grinding into you even as he's working through it, his brain still screaming at him to breed you more. "Take it," he whimpers as you clench around him, milking his member, "take it-" comes out as a huff while he pulls his hips back.

He slams them back onto you, making you jolt and scream, "Hwa!"

"T-take it," he repeats like a mantra, pushing you flat on the mess of blankets with his hands on your shoulders. "Ple-please, puppy! Don't quit on- on me, need to breed you, need to cum — fuck! I need you so bad, please, pleaseeee~"

He whines like he isn't already buried balls deep inside of you every time he thrusts.

At least he's slowed down enough to give you a chance to gather your scattered brains. You moan weakly into the blanket, your entire body twitching each time he bottoms out. You aren't even physically capable of reaching a peak anymore, you're staying there.

He's fucked you into nothing but a ball of exposed, cum covered nerves. His cock gliding against your g-spot makes a tiny orgasm spark in your dopamine flooded brain every time.

And he's still rock hard.

"I c-can't-"

He can't help the pathetic whine that comes out at your words — he's not trying to make you feel guilty. He's genuinely distressed at the thought of pulling out of your gooey heat. "You can't?" He pouts as he stills deep inside of you. "One more? One more?" His ears droop as he pleads, even though you can't see them.

He needs to cum. He needs to. The thought of getting heat sickness makes him grind deeper into you. He needs to feel you.

"I'm sorry, b-bunny," you pant as you wipe your sweat and tear covered face with the fabric — it's already a complete mess anyway. "My pussy can't take it-"

"Yes, it caaaan," he thumps his leg with a tiny growl, crushing you under his body even though you make no attempt to get away, "my girl c-can take it! Perf-perfect pussy feels s'good~"

"I can't keep up," you whimper as your body clenches around him without your permission, another sharp orgasm flashing through you. "Fuck my th-thighs," you manage to slur, thankful he can't see the drool that almost drips down your chin before you wipe it. He'd undoubtedly start fucking you again.

"Your thighs?" He pants as he forces himself to pull out, "I can?" He looks down at your twitching hole, his eyes going wide and his ears springing upward as he witnesses all of his cum dribbling out to join the mess that's already on your thighs.

The sight is enough to make him shoot his hot release onto your backside — the feeling of it on your tingling ass cheeks makes you jump a bit.

His head rolls back as he instinctively starts fisting his length; his brain refusing to let up on the command of 'cum' for even a moment. "D-damn it!" He whines loudly, his cock begging for you. "Please, how- how do want it? Hurry, puppy, I need to feel you," his foot thumps again as he jerks himself off with the mess of his previous releases as lube; sliding easily and making squelching noises that have your ears twitching.

He lays down on his back quickly as you pat the space next to you, watching you with wide, begging eyes as you shakily push yourself up. "Don't worry, angel," your words make him dribble another milky drop to join the others as he squeezes his length, "just give me a break, you can still fuck me after I calm down a b-"

"Oh, thank you, thank you!" He grabs you, cum covered hand be damned, and yanks you to lay on top of him. "My girl is so good to me," he nearly babbles as he pushes your legs together with his own, squishing your thighs around his cock; fucking them with zero hesitation or shame. "Pretty thighs feel so nice, so soft, ahhh~"

You wrap your arms around his neck, hugging onto him as his fast paced fucking of your thighs tosses you around atop him. You pant softly as you catch your breath, leaning down and leaving soft kisses across his neck.

"Y- oh~" His jaw drops as you press your thighs together, his lashes fluttering rapidly. He grabs your waist, keeping you extra still as he picks up the pace. It's nowhere near as comfortable or pleasing to his bunny brain as your cunt, but it's about to make him cum nonetheless. He'd be happy with just your hand, really. As long as he can feel your skin on his.

His ears flick as you wrap your fingers up in his hair, almost begging to be touched. "P-puppy?" He mewls, wide pupils trained on your face as you come up from his neck with a questioning look. "Pet my ears, please~"

"Of course, bunny~"

As soon as your fingers touch the base of his fuzzy pink ears, he's moaning out like a pornstar as he cums. Mouth wide open, body trembling underneath you as he paints the back of your thighs white.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He cries as you gently pet behind his ears, tears pooling as he looks at you starry eyed. His hips stutter for a split second until he's fucking your slick thighs with the same insatiable energy. "Ha-" He hiccups, "harder."

"Harder, angel?" You hum, giggling as he moans at the nickname; nodding quickly.

"Pull," he whimpers out the single word, starting to be just as fucked out as you were a few moments ago.

You wrap your hands around the base of his ears, watching the way his eyes flutter shut blissfully with a smirk. When you give them a careful tug, he grabs your back; grounding himself.

His ears, like most hybrids, are very sensitive. Some don't like having them touched — "harder!!" — he isn't one of them.

A soft yank sends him completely off the deep end, his mind going feral and blank simultaneously. "Let me cum inside! Please-" Another hiccup makes him wail after it cuts off his pleading, his member twitching and pulsing and needing to be completely enveloped by you. "Last o-ne! Last one! Let me p-put it inside you, puppy!"

He's about to sob as you spread your thighs, his hips still humping up into the air desperately. He gasps as your heat slowly slides onto his reddened tip.

Bunnies are fast.

He has you on your back in half a second, slamming into you and drawing an ear piercing moan from your throat as your sensitive cunt gets bombarded by a sudden orgasm.

He thumps his foot as your hands threaten to fall, "pull, pull 'em, please! Want my girl to pull my ears!" He begs while wrapping his arms around the back of your messy thighs, folding them over and pounding into you so hard and fast that your feet dangle in the air helplessly.

You have to blink a few times to get your brain back. It's back to nonstop mini-orgasms as his length glides down into you and tortures your g-spot so blissfully. You re-wrap your hands around his ears, pulling on them and holding on tightly.

"Ffffuck~" He falls over on top of you, a full body shiver running through him as he finally, finally reaches satisfaction; flooding your abused hole all over again and keeping himself as deep as possible.

He shakily cups your heated face, landing a tender kiss on your lips as you softly rub his ears.

"Mine." He whispers against your lips between his satisfied moans. "My girl." He mimics a purr as he wraps his arms around you, rubbing his chin on the top of your head to cover you in his scent as if you aren't covered and filled with his cum.

"Mmf," you can only hum as your eyes droop, hugging him back tightly and wrapping your legs around him.

"Puppy kept up with me so well~" He grins as he cuddles you; both of you thankful as you feel his length finally softening inside of you. "Thank you," he pecks your lips, "I love you," and again.

"I love you, bunny," you smile dopily, melting underneath him, "sleep time~"

"Sleep time~" He laughs softly, wrapping his fuzzy ears around your head as you fall asleep. He won't be sleeping anytime soon, but he'll let you do so until he starts getting hard again.

You'll need all the rest you can get to keep up with him until another pack mate is brave enough to take your place.