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The way I would slut this mf out is crazy, like he’d be on live n I’d just go in the room to check in n hangout, him knowing me oh so well he’s always making sure to bring up the fact he’s live so I could control myself but what he doesn’t know is that’s the whole point… sitting on his lap, chest pressing against one another, my arms wrapped around him and legs tangling on the sides of his chair, placing kisses all over his neck “Remember I’m live” he giggles at the feeling while I try not to fog up his glasses, the comments flooding about how cute we are but if only they knew the reality…

how they think im just resting my head on his shoulder and getting comfortable in my current position but really im whispering all the dirty things I want to do to him and moving slow grinds against the growing friend below me “please not now” Hwa whispers back in hopes his viewers couldn’t hear the whining in his voice, I’d then get up from him and position the camera towards his bed as he ask “what are you doing?” in visible confusion, I’d pull him from his chair and onto the bed sitting him in front of me and locking his legs open with mine, poor Hwa trying to squirm out of the restraint “please don’t do this to me please” he begs looking into the camera with helpless eyes “who wants to help me make Hwa feel good?” I’d ask the growing views of the live stream, comment section filled with agreement and encouragement some even saying they’ve waited for this moment their whole life, I’d smile at the feed back and start playing with my toy..

kissing and lightly biting down on Hwa’s neck and jawline “not now please not now” he’d continuously beg the words he could form still attempting to escape “if you didn’t want this Hwa, then you wouldn’t be as turned on as you are” he and I both knew deep down he wanted this more than anything, being toyed with in front of thousands of viewers at home the feeling of this humiliating situation could make him cum on the spot but he keeps fighting it.. “no no no~” he starts moaning out words as I let my hands slip under his shirt and explore his body, I’d look up at the comments searching for any requests “they want me to take it off Hwa, cmon let’s show your fans this slutty little body of yours” teasing him with these words, slowly unbuttoning the top to his matching silky grey pajama set letting his upper body free, slightly rolling the material off his shoulder and down his arm for more to be exposed.. my hands travel up his body rubbing, flicking and teasing his sensitive nipples “ugh-mmhh~” his moans turn to whimpers as his hips twitch and jolt up in excitement, his eyes getting heavy and soon closing due to the sensation “that’s a good boy… let everybody see your pretty face” grabbing his chin forcing him to face the camera as his features form to a ahegao type look, his brows furrowed, eyes rolling back into his head and tongue sticking out from the pleasure.. soon I’d slowly creep the hand on his chin down to palm the raging problem in his pants, the feeling of the silk going straight thru his boxers and right to his head from the index penetrating his nipple to the palm rubbing over his dick, his head was just filled with how good he felt not caring if he was live or not, he wanted to cum so bad no matter if it was in front of over thousands of viewers enjoying at home, Hwa would start humping my hand like a needy bitch “ah ah.. desperate little thing” moving my hand off his lower half and back to the other bud on his chest “please please m’need cum~” Hwa would mumble throwing his head over my shoulder, moving his hips around in hopes to rub on the smooth material just the right way “why don’t we let our audience get a good look at your pretty parts first?” throwing a glance at the comment section “mh yes mommy~” he’d be so intoxicated with pleasure, his hands gripping down on my thighs for some form of distraction or fidget so he doesn’t get too loud, I’d watch the comments overload at Hwa’s words..

“Did he just say Mommy??? Omg”

“Please tell me smb screen recorded that!! Omg he’s so cute”

I ofc giggled at how weak his fans were before reaching in his pants and taking out that pretty dick of his, seeing the comment section go crazy once again…

“Oh. My. God… it’s so cuteeee”

“I’m never forgetting this moment lord..”

“aww my stupid baby is already dripping” wrapping my hand around Hwa’s length watching the desperate boy thrust into my hand and laughing at it before stroking him on my own, his breath starting to hitch and he can hardly keep up with his words removing my other hand from his numbed out nipple and letting him use those pretty lips to suck on my fingers “mmh feels so m’good” he’d mumble thru his occupied mouth, his body soon telling me he’s close so I’d take my soaked and slimy fingers out his mouth and use them to work on his chest again letting the air hit the side my other hand couldn’t get in the moment, I rub my palm on the tip of him hearing all the wet noises come from it “uh ff~uck yes yes YES-“ Hwa would start getting loud so I use the saliva trenched hand to cover his mouth and suppress any screams from the older boy “mmmh mm mmmhmm” he aggressively nods rolling his hips to match my rhythm before.. a shiver rips thru his body as he cums and it continues to shudder while I overstim him and watch him squirm non stop uncovering his mouth to switch hands and let him taste himself on me, putting a thumb back to work on the attention-less nipple on the left side of his chest letting all his sounds escape from his throat, every last scream and moan had to be heard from throughout the house “please stop stop stop~ mommy please i’ll be such a good boy mommy please” Hwa begs as tears flow down his face like there’s a gun to his head “if you want me to stop then stop bucking up your hips like a horny little slut” I pout speaking with such a sweet voice “please please please m’gon-na~ AUGH- gonna cum~ yes cum cum cum~” he babbles like a mad man with no sense “cum baby, cum for mommy” was all he’d need to hear to explode all over once again “good boy~ such a good boy for us making a mess all over himself” saying us as a reminder to his audience, his light grey smooth silk pajamas didn’t end very clean, stains and wet patches all over his pants the comments will flood with praise and well-dones, Hwa gets up in embarrassment with a hand over his face not even attempting to put his dick away first just wants to get off live “don’t act like you didn’t enjoy cumming for mommy in front of all your little fans” I’d throw a tease at the mess of a boy “m’mommy, need to make mommy feel good” he’d get on his knees rushing to eat me out as a thank you for making him cum so well, I’d give him occasional kicks to his dick just to earn a couple whimpers and get a few laughs, but after all this, I’d take him on a late-night target run to buy him whatever lego set he wants and help him build it when we get back home…

you remained silent and jeongin didn't dare look up. he was mortified, his aching cock hurting so bad it made him dizzy. all he could think about was how he had to get inside of you. how warm your tight hole would feel around his cock. how you'd milk him of his cum and how he'd plug you up and...

"eight times, and you're not done yet? how pathetic."

jeongin's tail twitched and you smiled coyly. "is looking at me not enough? am i not enough for you?"

his eyes widened, "no, no..." he stammered, "that's not... it's.. you.. you are more than enough - i'd never -"

"then look at me." you shimmied out of your pants, dragging your underwear down with them and dropping it on the floor. "sit."

jeongin knew his place. he slid off the couch and knelt before you, his face now level with your glistening cunt as you opened your legs. the sight and scent overwhelmed him, cock so painful and swollen he couldn't help but paw at it over his jeans in an attempt to relieve some of the pressure.

"don't touch yourself. show me what a desperate slut you really are."

you dipped a hand between your folds, spreading sweet slick over your clit and playing with your hole by pressing a single finger knuckle deep. jeongin knew it couldn't be anywhere near as satisfying as his own bigger hands or his thick cock but you didn't seem to care. you played with yourself with slow strokes that had the sole intention of driving him crazy.

jeongin was sure he looked like a rabid dog, drool pooling underneath his tongue and ears tense. he sat there frozen as you wiped your fingers off on his cheek. he felt the heat of your arousal burn through his skin and thought he might've been begging all along, but no words seemed to come out. he growled, suddenly shooting forwards.

"wait."

he stopped inches away from your swollen pussy. his whole body shook with constrained effort. you petted his dark hair, allowing him to come a little closer. if he were to stuck out his tongue now he could taste you...

"good boy," you said when he didn't move, and jeongin's chest flooded with warmth. "come."

he was on top of you before you could close your mouth, tumbling you both back into the couch. he clawed at your thighs to hike them around his hips and rut into you, cock slipping over your mound and smacking against your clit. you knew it was impossible for him to compose himself any longer so you let him fumble and grind into you blindly, fat cockhead making you moan every time it caught on your hole. it was leaking and swollen, too thick to just slide in until jeongin grabbed the base with a growl of frustration and sank into you in one quick, burning stroke.

without the usual prep of his fingers the stretch bordered on painful. jeongin gave you no time to adjust but neither did you order him to. he hiked your legs up instead until your knees were hooked over his shoulders and your body pinned underneath him. the angle forced a whimper out of you, quickly morphing into a strangled moan as he set a punishing pace. it was void of its usual rhythm and solely focused on the finish line, release the only thing on his mind. to fill you up. to breed.

you panted out praise between the curling heat in your tummy and his desperate noises, his cock swelling and stretching you to your limit as cum flooded your walls. excess dripped out of your spent hole, past his thickening knot locking in the remainder. "my good boy," you murmured between his soft thank you thank you thank you's, "think you can make it to fifteen?"

"Hwa, you look so pretty like this," You cooed, gently caressing his stomach, feeling the softness of his skin contrast with the firmness of his muscles beneath.

His wrists and thighs were bound, keeping his legs open and exposing him to the cool air. A gentle blush crept up Seonghwa's cheeks as he looked away, a hint of vulnerability in his eyes. "S-Stop," he murmured, the shyness in his voice a stark contrast to his usual confidence.

You only smile and reach for the vibrator next to you, clicking it to life with a cheeky grin. "But I'm just getting started, baby," you murmur, watching the way his eyes widen and his body tenses.

"B-But, I-" Seonghwa's protests grew weaker as you hovered the vibrator over his clit, the buzzing sound filling the room. His body quivered, betraying his excitement despite his shy protests.

You leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Just relax! You're the one that asked me to do this." A playful giggle escaped your lips as you watched his eyes flutter closed.

Seonghwa took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. "I-I know," he said, his voice a soft whine. "But it's so… embarrassing."

You didn't respond, only pressing the vibrator harder against him. His breath hitched and he moaned, his body squirming under the intense sensation. The room was filled with the steady buzz and the sweet sound of his pleasure, his hips bucking slightly with each pulse.

"Does that feel good, baby?" You teased, your voice low and seductive.

"Y-Yes," Seonghwa gasped, his hips bucking against the vibrator. His pretty little bud was swollen and begging for more, and you were more than happy to oblige.

"Good boy," you praised, your voice as sweet as honey. "You just lie there and take it."

Seonghwa's eyes shot open, his cheeks flaming red. "D-Don't talk to me like that," he protested, his voice strained with arousal.

"Like what?" You feigned innocence, your eyes sparkling with mischief. "Like you're mine to play with?"

Seonghwa's jaw tightened, but the slight nod of his head was all the answer you needed. You chuckled, the sound sending a shiver down his spine as you lowered your mouth to his ear.

"You know you love it," you whispered, your breath tickling his skin.

"Mmph," he grunted, his eyes squeezed shut as you continued to tease him. The vibrator's buzz grew louder and he could feel the intensity building, his legs shaking slightly.

"Aw, look at your legs shaking!" You giggled, your voice filled with amusement at his plight. "You're such a little slut for this, aren't you?"

"Fuck," he cursed, his body trembling under your touch. The vibrator was now a constant in the symphony of his moans and the room's heated atmosphere.

"You're so close, aren't you?" you whispered in his hear, gently moving the vibrator to add more stimulation. "Gonna come on it like a good boy?"

He could've sworn a succubus possessed you or something, the way your voice grew more tantalizing with every passing second. "Y-Yes-," Seonghwa managed, his teeth gritted. The vibrations grew stronger and he felt like he was going to shatter into a million pieces.

"You wanna come, baby?" You whispered, your breath hot against his neck. He nodded frantically, his entire body wound tight. You chuckled, the sound sending waves of heat through him. "Then ask for it," you said, pulling back slightly.

"P-Please," Seonghwa begged, his voice barely above a whimper. "I-I wanna… w-wanna come.""

You giggled, feeling the power you had over him. "Such a polite little thing," you said, moving the vibrator in a slow, teasing circle around his clit. "But you're gonna have to be more specific than that."

The second he tried to speak, you turned the vibrations up to full blast, making him squeal and jerk his hips upwards. "Now, now, baby," you chided with a smirk, "you know you're not supposed to move."

"S-Shit, I'm sorry, 'm sorry," Seonghwa panted, his body quivering with need. His eyes searched yours for mercy, but all he found was the glint of a devilish grin.

"Cmon, use your words? Can't be that hard," you said with a smug smirk, watching him struggle with his own pleasure.

"P-Please, just -- let me--," Seonghwa managed to get out between gasps.

"Let you what?" you playfully asked, now pressing the vibrator directly on his clit. His entire body tensed and he let out a high-pitched moan. "Tell me," you said, your voice sweet and taunting.

"Please," he whimpered, his eyes pleading with yours. "I-I'm--" he couldn't even speak coherently anymore, the waves of pleasure crashing over him like a storm.

"What's that?" you teased, your voice as light as a feather, yet as sharp as a knife. "I can't hear you." You turned the vibrator off for a split second, watching the disappointment wash over his features before turning it back on.

"I-I can't-- I'm-- I-" he gasps out, the desperation in his voice growing with each pulse of the vibrator. His body is a tightly wound spring, begging for release.

"Cmon, give it to me," you coaxed, watching the sweat bead on Seonghwa's forehead. His eyes were screwed shut, his body a symphony of tension and need. You turned the vibrations up as high as they could go, the buzzing sound echoing in the room like a siren's call.

His stomach muscles tightened as the vibrations grew stronger, his body begging for the sweet release you were so cruelly denying him. "Please," he panted, his voice strained. "Please, I-I'm--"

He gasped loudly, his body immediately tensing up as spurts of liquid shot from him, painting the sheets with a warm, sticky mess. The vibrations didn't stop, though, continuing to torment his overstimulated clit even as he came, making his orgasm even more intense and drawn out.

"Aw, you squirted!" You exclaimed with a giggle, watching as Seonghwa's body spasmed with pleasure. His face was flushed, his eyes screwed shut, and he was panting heavily. You kept the vibrator on him, moving it slightly to prolong his orgasm.

"Can I get more?" You asked, your voice still playful, but with a hint of satisfaction in it. You watched Seonghwa's chest rise and fall rapidly as he tried to catch his breath. He looked absolutely wrecked, in the best way possible.

You didn't stop with the vibrator, even as Seonghwa's orgasm rolled through him, making him quiver uncontrollably. "Mm, you're such a messy boy," you said with a chuckle, watching the way his stomach muscles clenched with each spurt.

"I wonder how many times I can get you to squirt…" you mused, watching his body shudder with aftershocks of pleasure.

Seonghwa's eyes snapped open, his expression a mix of ecstasy and desperation. "Please… I-I can't," he begged, his voice a hoarse whisper.

"You didn't use your safeword though," you pointed out, your voice filled with mock innocence. "You really want me to stop? You're sure?"

Seonghwa bit his lip, panting hard, his body still quivering with the aftershocks of his intense climax. His eyes searched yours, looking for any hint of mercy. But all he saw was a smug smirk and the gleam of the vibrator in your hand, ready to be used again.

All you did was smile and press the vibrator harder against his sensitive clit, watching as Seonghwa's eyes rolled back in his head. "Come on, baby," you urged, your voice filled with excitement. "You can do it. Give me one more."

"A-Aah," he whined, his body jerking with the effort of holding back another climax. "I-I don't think I can…"

"Yes you can baby, I know you can." You cooed, your voice as comforting as a gentle summer breeze. The vibrator's buzz filled the air, a constant reminder of the pleasure you had control over. Seonghwa's breathing was ragged, his chest rising and falling with each pant. His eyes searched yours, desperate for relief, but all you offered was a knowing smirk.

He whined loudly, his arms closing around his face as he squirted once again, the sensation too much for him to handle. His body jerked, and you couldn't help but laugh at the sight of him, bound and quivering beneath you. "Look at you," you said, your voice filled with amazement and arousal. "You're so pretty when you come."

You gently stroked his thigh, watching the way his skin pebbled from the sensation. He was a mess, but in the most delicious way. "I-It's s'good-" he panted out, his voice hoarse.

He couldn't stop his hips from bucking up, chasing the feeling of the vibrator on his clit. "I-I can't take it--FUCK!," he gasped, his voice a desperate whine as he squirted yet another time, his body quivering with overstimulation.

"Wow, you really are a squirt machine, aren't you?" You said with a grin, watching him with amusement. His face was buried in the pillow now, muffling his cries. You gave him a moment to catch his breath before speaking again.

"So, should we keep going?" You asked, your hand hovering over the vibrator's power button. Seonghwa's body tensed, his eyes peeking out at you through the strands of his hair.

"N-No, please.. please…" Seonghwa's voice was a barely audible whisper, his body trembling from the aftermath of his intense orgasms. But the way his hips were still moving, seeking more, told a different story.

You giggled, knowing full well how much he enjoyed this. "But you're having so much fun!" You said, turning the vibrator off and tossing it aside, letting his overstimulated clit rest for a moment. "Let's take a break, pretty."

Seonghwa's body went slack with relief, his chest heaving with each breath. "T-Thank you," he murmured, his voice barely a whisper. His eyes remained closed, trying to regain control of his breathing.

It was rare that you came home early from work. You weren’t meant to be home for another hour. You shouldn’t have been back yet, and you were excited to surprise your boyfriend Jisung with your presence. Maybe go out for a dinner, or get takeout and watch a movie together? Maybe snuggle and make love? It never really mattered what you both ended up doing, as long as you were with your Sungie.

You slipped inside the front door, flicked off your shoes, dropped your handbag - and that’s when you heard it. Was that whimpering? Moaning, even?

Your heart almost stopped - that was Jisung’s sex noises. Unmistakable. You loved his noises. His little mewls, choked whimpers, the way it sounded like he was gasping for air. You loved those pretty sounds. He made them for you. Because of you.

You tiptoed down the hallway to your bedroom, expecting to get a glimpse of him masturbating.

You arrived at the door to your bedroom and peeked in.

Your love, Jisung, on your shared bed. Naked. Sweating. Whimpering. Moaning. Kneeling with one hand reached around behind him and fucking himself with your dildo.

You gasped louder than you intended when he unexpectedly thrust himself against the toy just a little harder and his squeal of pleasure took you by surprise.

Jisung stilled and opened his eyes that up until then had been closed tight, lost in pleasure. He must’ve heard you, his eyes now wide and frightened, like a deer in the headlights. Dildo still buried inside of his ass.

“Sungie!” Your hand came to cover your mouth. You shook your head and began to apologise. “Sorry, baby — I-I can leave.” You said. Then you let your gaze really take in your precious Jisung. He looked so desperate. His dark locks sticking to his sweaty brow. His chest heaving as he caught his breath. His angry dick leaking pathetically.

“I’m sorry, baby… I thought you wouldn’t—” he stuttered.

“Can I watch you, Sungie? Or….maybe….help you?” You said out of nowhere. There was something about this situation that was making your heart melt and your pussy throb. This was just so… erotic to you.

Jisung blinked rapidly trying to process if he heard you correctly. A bead of sweat rolled down his cheek as he swallowed hard. “Y-you are o-okay with this?” He gulped.

“Oh Sungie, my sweet boy.” You carefully approached the bed and climbed up next to the mess of a man and placed a hand on his back. “Can I please help?” You whisper, looking him in the eyes.

Jisung’s face softened and he nodded. “Yes, baby. Can… can you get behind me?” He gestured for you to kneel behind him while he nervously moved into an all fours position.

“Now if.. if you hold it… yes like that… yes that’s it… fuck!” You gripped the end of the dildo as Jisung lowered his front half onto the bed, creating a beautiful curve in his spine and poking his ass up at a very fuckable angle.

Your hands shook as you tried to hold the dildo steady. The sight of it stretching his rim almost obscene. You used your free hand to grip his perfectly pert ass cheek, giving it an experimental squeeze, eliciting a low moan from your lover.

Then he began to push himself back onto the toy. His slow and fluid movements were mesmerising. Watching the toy disappear inside of him and then reappearing made you cunt ache. You knew how good it felt to be penetrated and it turned you on immensely witnessing Jisung experiencing the same thing.

You continued to massage his cheek, giving it a light spank every so often. Jisung was losing himself, the volume of his noises had increased significantly after a short while, filling the room.

“Does this feel good, Sungie? Am I doing okay?” You asked looking for any signs that he might want you to do something differently.

“Fuck me back.” He panted. You looked down at where your hand gripped the toy. He wanted you to thrust into him? You repositioned your thigh behind your hand to use as leverage and gently used your hand and thigh to push the dildo into Jisung. He let out a shaky cry. You stopped immediately, frightened you’d hurt him.

“Don’t stop! Baby…Please, don’t stop… feels good.” He backed against you trying to urge you to keep moving. You tried again, this time a little harder. He seemed to like it. A lot. So you continued to fuck him at moderate pace.

You let Jisung’s responses guide you, speeding up until you were well and truly fucking him dumb. He became frantic rather quickly, pushing his hips back to meet your thrusts. He was falling apart, mumbling incoherently.

You reached up and stroked his sweat-sheened back, goosebumps appeared on his skin at your touch. Your hand eventually rested on his hip, that slim hip, holding and pulling him back onto the dildo. Fuck, you wished you had a cock right now. What you’d have given to feel his walls enveloping you. For it to be your actual body making him cry your name like he was doing right now.

“Sungie?” You leaned over him, accidentally changing the angle of the thrusts.

“Ahahhhaa!” He cried out suddenly.

“Oh my God are you okay?” You sat back up, horrified.

“Like that… do it like that… fuck… need to come…” he managed to say.

You hesitantly leaned back over him, kissing his delicious tanned skin, licking the sweat off of him.

“Your sounds are so pretty, Sungie.” You coo, as you lick and suck any skin you can reach. His sounds were making you crave a release of your own, but you pushed them away. You wanted to take care of your love, Jisung.

You snaked your hand around the front of his body, exploring his hard abdominal muscles as they contracted, making your way down to his untouched cock. Jisung gasped, as though in shock, when you wrapped your fingers around his shaft.

“Sungie, baby, you’re doing so good.” You said and you started to jerk him off in time with your thrusts. This additional stimulation sent Jisung into a frenzy. You no longer needed to actually move the dildo, he was doing all the work now as he chased his release. All you did was continue to jerk him off. His cock was rock hard in your hand, harder than you remembered him ever being before. You imagined it inside of you, inside your cunt, or ass, or mouth. You wanted him everywhere.

You could feel he was almost there. “Come for me, Sungie. Let go.” You encouraged.

“I-I’m… fuuuuuccckkk!” His ass clenched around the dildo and ropes of cum spilled all over the bed spread. His legs almost collapsing underneath him.

You held him steady so he wouldn’t land in his cum, pulling him over to his side and laying him gently on the mattress. You laid behind him, spooning him, and carefully removed the dildo and put it to the side.

“Felt..so..good.” He panted, deliriously.

‘Shh… Sungie. You did so good. My good boy.” You whispered in his ear and nestled your chin into his neck. You wrapped your arm around him, caressing his chest.

“Should we get you in the shower, baby?” You suggested quietly, brushing your fingers over his abs.

But Jisung didn’t answer. He was fast asleep.

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I had this idea come to me this morning and wanted to quickly get it out. I didn’t take the time to go over it too much, but I hope it still conveys our darling boy Sungie.

they don’t see yeosang’s flushed cheeks. they also don’t see the way your hand has been under the table for almost the entire dinner.

yeosang is done with his food by now and just letting the chatter between his band mate ring through his ears while he tries to focus on something other than your hands on him.

it’s hard not to give himself away, it just feels too good. the thrill that he could possibly get caught is what makes him so sensitive to your feverish touches.

he spreads his legs and that enables easier access for you to keep touching him. he pushes his hips up into your hands, and drops his head.

you can tell when he’s close; he’s uncaring about who sees as he pushes his hips into your hands over and over. his thighs are trembling and he’s biting his lip so hard that it might draw blood.

“you ready?” you ask while slowly pouring lube into the palm of your hand and rubbing your hands together. you smile sweetly as jisung nods, bringing your wet fingers to your boyfriend’s cock to stroke it.

your hands knead at jisung’s cock that’s pressed against his stomach, entranced by how hard he is and staring at how the leaking head peeks from his foreskin.

you smile again, “oh hannie, look how hard you are. i bet you want to cum so bad, don’t you baby?” jisung whines and nods twice as you move one hand up to play with his slit and your other stays working the base.

it seems like you’d been at it for hours already, time blurring due to jisung’s dwindling sanity. you hadn’t allowed him to cum for an entire week, and he’s past desperate.

he didn’t want to disobey you, his mommy, but his cock ached so bad he was willing to do almost anything. it got so bad he wound up humping one of your pillows for relief, just for you to come home early and spank his ass red and put him in his cock cage. jisung doesn’t have a schedule tomorrow though, so you have all the time in the world to play with him.

he’s sitting on the couch with you between his legs on the floor. all he can think about is you you you. the way the first thing you do when you get home is take off your bra, the way you grab his thigh absentmindedly when he makes you laugh, the way your tits bounce when you ride him so fucking hard he sees stars. god, your tits…

four quick, soft smacks against his heavy balls bring him out of his thoughts and he lurches forward, clenching his hands into fists at his sides.

“where did you go, baby? what were you thinking about?”

“you! god, i can’t. you’re hot,” jisung gasps out and you smile, too sweet and tender for the words that come out of your mouth next.

“be a good boy and pay attention to me, or i swear i’ll leave you like this. won’t let you cum. you know i don’t mind waiting.” both of your hands are slowly massaging jisung’s dick now, making his thighs shake and hips jump.

jisung nods again. it seems like that’s all he can do because the words are jumbling in his head. another smack comes down on his balls. “speak up hannie, slutty boys have to use their words.”

“yes! yes m-mama, i’ll be good. i can be good, promise.” he cries out, desperate to cum.

“aren’t you sweet? my good boy.” you reach for the bottle of lube again, cupping your hand and bringing it back, dribbling the liquid over jisung’s cock. you grip the head in your hand and rub in fast little circles, wet squelching noises fill the room along with jisung’s heavy panting. jisung loves it messy, and to be honest you’re partial to it yourself. jisung’s hips kick up frantically, and he begins fucking into your fist to chase his release.

you let go. your fingers lightly scratch at his abs, and you hum at his stuttered intake of breath.

“baby, baaaby, please, i need it so bad,” jisung whines, hips thrusting. his cock bumps your chin.

“what is it, sungie? what does my baby need? i won’t know unless you tell me.” you press a short and slow kiss to the tip of his cock and watch as his hips rise to chase your mouth.

“oh, please! please mommy put your mouth on me,” jisung whines, tears finally welling up in his pretty brown eyes. you’re surprised he went this long without crying. you smirk and glance up at him.

“you always want mommy’s mouth on your cute little cock, don’t you? i’ll let you have it, jisungie. anything for you.”

your hands reach up to pinch at his nipples and his back arches off the couch. that makes you moan for the first time that night, and you bring your hands down to run the tips of his fingers lightly over jisung’s swollen cock.

“fuck, that’s so pretty jisungie, look at you.” you duck your head to tongue at his ballsack and your hand gently slaps at them again. “they’re so tight, baby, you’re going to give me so much cum aren’t you?”

“ohmygod yes mommy, ‘m gonna give you my cum. wanna cum in mommy’s mouth please, wanna,” jisung babbles, pre-cum gushing out of his slit. a whispered curse leaves your mouth, and you trail your index finger up to collect some and bring it to your lips to taste.

jisung’s head tips back at the sight, and you finally suck his cock into your mouth.

he’s not going to last.

it’s been so long and he is so pent up. god, your lips are so perfect, tongue so silky, mouth so hot and wet… jisung just knows he’s going to fucking cum.

“mommy! mommy, mama! gonna cum, ‘m gonna c-cum! please let me,” jisung wails. and you, knowing your baby won’t last any longer, pull off his pulsing cock to tut at him, and that’s all it takes for jisung’s tears to spill over.

“aww, look at that, my precious boy. how are you supposed to fuck mommy’s pussy if you can’t even last a minute in my mouth?” you lean up to kiss the apples of jisung’s blushing cheeks and crawl up to situate himself in his lap. you grab his dick again and jerk him at a fast pace, and jisung’s eyes widen, his mouth hangs open in a silent moan. “do you really think that pathetic little cock can make me cum, hannie?”

more tears leak out of jisung’s eyes, the humiliation of your words making him even more desperate, but before he can start fucking up into your hand you let go.

he wails. “mommy please! i’m sorry, ‘m sorry! just let me try, i can do it.” jisung cries, holding onto your shirt for dear life.

while you do want to keep edging jisung like this, make him even more pliant and soft, you can’t help but melt at how earnest your baby is. you smile down at him, taking in his teary brown eyes, pink cheeks, and honey skin. you tenderly wipe his tears away and cup his cheeks. one of jisung’s hands leaves your shirt so that he can brush his fingers against yours. he puckers his lips and you smile.

you press your lips to jisung’s in a long peck and glide your tongue across his cute little bottom lip. jisung opens his mouth for you and your tongues tangle together in slow licks that make his head spin. he loves deep kissing, wet kissing; he yearns for it. the sloppy noises and the taste of your spit never fail to make him hard, and having you in his lap makes it even better. everything is always better with you.

you lick deeper into his mouth and groan, pulling back to suck on his tongue. you let jisung’s tongue ease from your mouth with a wet sucking sound, just to grab his chin and spit into his mouth. jisung whines loudly and twitches, eyes squeezing shut. his dick is still achingly hard, and it throbs against his stomach.

“you wanna fuck mommy now, baby? want to put your cute little cock in my pussy and fuck me until i cum?” jisung nods frantically. he wants so bad.

“mm, good boy. i want you to fuck me too, but first, mama has a little surprise.” you climb off of him, and he opens his eyes in confusion just in time to see you pull his cock ring from the table. he feels like throwing a tantrum; he hates the cock ring, but he knows that would do him more harm than good. he bites his lip as you fit the object down over him, whining in the back of his throat.

“god, look at that cock, sungie. such a pretty cock for a pretty boy.” he keens at the praise.

“mommy,” he whispers, “please let me touch you, can i finger you? please?” you settle into his lap again, but this time with your back to his chest.

your ass is planted on top of his dick, and you grind down just to hear your little prince whimper and wiggle on top of him so that his cock can slip between your ass cheeks. jisung whines and licks two of his fingers, bringing them to your clit to rub at you slowly. his fingers travel down to your drooly hole when you arch your hips up, and he fucking salivates at how your beautiful pussy sucks his fingers in so easily.

he’s about to ask if you want another finger when you stop him.

“get that fucking cock inside me,” you demand, and he scrambles to comply. with your back still facing him, he doesn’t have the best view of your pretty hole swallowing his small cock, but it feels so good he could cum if it weren’t for the ring you wrapped around him. he’s balls deep in your cunt before you both know it.

“oh, is that it?” you tsk through your teeth. “mm, ‘s little.”

a high pitched whimper leaves jisung’s throat and he nods, circling his arms around your torso to hug you closer to his chest.

“how does mommy feel? this is what you wanted, right?” you ask.

“yes! oh fuh-fuck mommy, your pussy’s so good! thank you, thank you so much. it’s the best, best for hannie.”

you start to bounce up and down on him, reaching a hand back to grab at jisung’s hair. the stimulation is too much for him, and he starts to fuck his hips up into you, little uh-uh-uhs leaving his mouth every time your bodies collide.

“mommy! god, i want a kiss,” he laughs. “can you, ah! can you turn around? please?”

you listen and resituate yourself on top of jisung. now chest to chest, you sink back down on his cock. you duck your head down to suck one of jisung’s nipples into his mouth and toy at the other with your fingers. jisung wails again and bucks so hard into you that you almost lose your balance. your sensitive little baby.

you slowly kiss up his chest and neck, and when you finally reach his mouth you lick into it, a kiss so deep and intimate that it gives jisung butterflies.

after a few seconds, you reluctantly pull away from your boyfriend’s cute little mouth, a string of spit following.

“fuck, jisungie. you’re gonna make me cum. mommy’s gonna cum on you, yeah? you’re fucking me just right,” you pant into his slack mouth, making your boyfriend thrust more enthusiastically.

“yes! please, yes. want you to cum so fuh-fucking bad. want you to cum on me. will you cum in my mouth? please? i want to taste.” his hips are bucking wildly into you, but you manage to climb off and prop your leg up on the back of the couch, jisung slouches and slides further down so that he can get his mouth on your cunt.

you stare down at him with furrowed eyebrows and a bitten lip. whining into the air and throwing your head back, you grip onto jisung’s hair to pull his mouth where you want it and fuck harshly against his tongue. you know he can handle it, in fact he likes it.

“fuck yes, that’s right sweetie, making mommy feel so. fucking. good.” you fuck against his tongue so hard the couch creaks and reach down to the mound of your cunt, pressing the skin up so that jisung has easier access to your clit. “suck on it, baby, i’ll cum.”

he does just that, sucking your swollen clit into his mouth and lapping at it with his deft tongue at the same time. you turn your head and see him thrusting his hips up into nothing as he pleases you. it makes your thighs tremble.

“that’s so! oh, fucking pathetic, jisungie, baby, yes! more, more. i’m! ‘m cumming, baby, fuck!” his tongue whips against your clit quickly as you come undone on top of him, your hands gripping his hair.

you slowly back yourself down the couch, standing up on wobbly legs to stretch them out. one of them presses lightly against jisung’s cock since he’s slumped so far down, his ass is on the edge of the sofa.

you don’t take notice of him humping his aching cock against your leg until he grabs onto your thigh for leverage and starts thrusting up harder. you smile a little bit and yank jisung’s head back by his hair and move your leg away.

you quickly take your shirt off and decide to lay back down on the couch beside him, and jisung’s eyes follow the way your breasts move when you do. you see him looking and press your tits together, laughing when his eyes widen. “wanna fuck ‘em, hannie?”

he scrambles to crawl over to you and straddle his legs over your chest, cock already leaving a wet streak in between your tits. you laugh and press them together, shaking them on either side of his cock.

speaking of… you’d almost forgotten about the cock ring too. your poor, poor baby. his small cock is an angry purple and still steadily leaking pre-cum, and he cants his hips to fuck your tits with his cock.

“oh baby, you want mommy to take that mean ole’ ring off? you wanna cum?” you ask, tilting your head down and sticking your tongue out when the tip of his cock bumps your chin.

“pleeeease, please please! i need it, need to cum. i-i’ve been so good, ’m your good little boy right? please let me cum, let me show you how g-good you make me feel. that you- you’re the only one who can.”

shit, you’re going to let him. you reach down and slowly pull the cock ring off of jisung and an instant shockwave of pleasure courses through his body. he shudders and his hips work frantically to bring him the pleasure he so badly craves from your body.

you grab his ass to pull him closer to your chest and jisung’s hands take your place on your tits to squeeze them around his cock.

he’s already close, but the shit you’re saying to him is making it almost impossible to hold on.

“come on, hannie. you wanna cum? you gonna cum on mama’s tits? fuck, so fucking hot. god, ‘s making me wanna touch my pussy for you.”

“oh fuck. oh mommy, baby, ‘m cumming, i’m cumming for you. love you, ah! love you, i love you.”

pearly white shoots out of his cock and he jolts, curling himself over your chest as he cums. when he’s done, he slumps sideways, squished between you and the back of the couch. his softening cock plops against your stomach and he throws his leg over your waist with a hoooly shit, what the fuck as he gives a final twitch.

you wrap your hand around his thigh and pat it, squeezing it closer to your body.

jisung groans and drags a finger through the cum on your chest, drawing a heart.

you’re not even all the way naked. 

he is, has been since his shower maybe an hour ago, and he’s had a calloused hand on his leaky, pink cock for what feels like just as long. he can’t help it! when chan has the time, he gets like this. desperate and horny out his ears, needs something or someone on his cock or else he’ll go crazy. he took himself in hand in the shower and out, but he didn’t get anywhere, edging himself because it feels so damn good. there’s only one place chan wants to cum. there’s only one place he’s allowed to cum, but he couldn’t stop touching. 

“can- can i cum? can i please cum?” 

chan’s hard cock still leaks in his hand, and he circles a mean fist around the tip. 

“not yet. get over here,” you huff, finally locking your phone and setting it face down beside you. the photocard of him that’s nestled in your phone case makes his ears burn hot. 

chan is quick to crowd you on the couch, manhandling you until your shirt is pulled up above your tits, your panties are dangling from your ankles, and your legs are pressed to your chest, just like he fucking wanted. as usual, you let him do so with little fuss. he might just be drooling. 

your little pussy’s already wet for him, and chan fucks the head of his dick against your clit. he’s mesmerized for a moment, gazing slack-jawed and starry-eyed at the way the lips of your pussy hug his dripping cock. chan grips it by the base and guides himself to your hole, easing the tip inside before you stop him with a hand to his tensed stomach. 

“ask me to let you put it in first, big boy, geez. just ‘cause you can use me whenever you like doesn’t mean you can do whatever the fuck you want, huh?” 

he nods his head while you talk. you’re right, you’re right. 

you’re so good to him, letting him use you whenever he pleases. when you’re asleep, when you’re on the phone, when you’re putting on your makeup… chan has free access to you and your sweet body, but that doesn’t mean he runs the show. 

“s-sorry, sorry, yeah. i just- i need it so bad. can i put it inside? please let me in. wanna cum inside.” 

all you do to give him the go ahead is click your tongue at him like he’s a fucking horse. chan rewards you with a full body shiver, and his cock slides in easy as pie because you’re always ready for him. the groan he gives you is music to your ears, even if you have to school your facial features so you don’t show it. 

he wants to work for it. wants you to give him a little bit of a hard time so that it’s even more rewarding when he has you fucked out and creaming all over his big cock. 

“ohhh my gosh,” chan grunts, rolling his hips until he finds a rhythm he knows you both like. “oh my gosh, this pussy.” 

you know. it’s got him rolling his eyes back like a porn star, moaning like one too. the veins in his neck protrude as he strains and thrusts, and you can see his chest flushing red before your eyes. he’s gorgeous, your man is, desperate and dirty like this. his black hair sticks to his forehead. 

“like my pussy?” 

“fucking love it,” he grunts, and both of his hands slide up your stomach to fondle your tits. “wanna nut in it. wanna- so bad, baby. baby, please.” 

“take your time, channie.” 

he shakes his head. you’ve got a sturdy grip on the armrest of the couch because chan’s thrusts are nearly bouncing you. your free hand moves to grip his ass, and chan’s breath catches in his throat like he’s wounded. 

“ca- can’t. can’t, i need it. baby, i need it. pussy’s so good to me. can’t believe it’s min- my pussy.” 

god, you love it when he gets like this. out of his mind and talkative. he babbles, and it’s as endearing as it is sexy that he can’t rein in his thoughts. you don’t want him to anyways. 

he fucks you so good it’s hard to keep up your facade. it cracks steadily, slowly but surely, and soon you’re moaning just as loudly as chan is. just as frequently too, with your fingers now rubbing at your swollen clit. chan pounds into you roughly but pauses to readjust the stance of his knees, and suddenly you’re in a mating press. he mounts you like that, rough and wild, and you’re cumming before you can even realize. 

“‘m close. i’m close, ‘m so close, baby,” chan whines. you lay there limp in his grasp and let him do as he pleases, use your body the way he wants. you know he’s close from the near-constant whine leaving his lips, and the rhythmic clenching of your cunt gets him there quicker. 

“don’t you wanna cum in me, channie? if you want to you better do it now, i might not let you later.” you’re not that mean, you just want to hear him say it.

“yeah, yeahyeahyeah, oh my- gosh, gonna fill you up. gonna- gonna do it, cumming, take it all. take it.” 

you hum in contentment when you feel his cock pulsing. he’s giving you so much cum, you just know it. spilling inside you where it belongs.

-🩵

If anyone were to walk in on the scene painted so sinfully in your shared room they would probably faint. The sight of your handsome boyfriend tied down to the bed as you stroked his red cock. Between the sweat, cum and drool your bed was soaked.

The two of you had a bet and seungmin had lost. The last time you had sex he bet you couldn’t hold back from cumming until he fucked you. He overstimulated you to the point you were almost crying but you somehow someway didn’t cum until he was already losing himself inside of you. He was speechless honestly, and so were you. Since you won the bet you proposed you could milk his cock for all he got until he was begging for you to let him fuck you.

Seungmin was normally the more dominating one so he didn’t think you could really do this. He thought you’d be begging him to fuck you but have already made him cum twice now. His cock twitched as you kept touching it his body shaking from the overstimulation. Fuck he looked so hot like this.

His hair slicked to his face, the drool running down his cheek, the way he bucked his hips into your hand and the noises? God the noises he was making made you so soaked. “Y/n! Please- to much” he panted tongue hanging out of his mouth like the dog he was.

His voice was so whinny so desperate, you’ve never heard him like this but now it’s all you wanted to hear. Pouring more lube on your hand as you moved your hand up and down. Paying to much attention to his tip making him cry out “can’t- no- no more”

His body twitched so much under your touch, he moved his hands trying to feel them. “Awe to much pup? Go ahead and beg then. Maybe I’ll stop.” You chuckled a bit. His eyes rolled back as he was cumming once again “wow, 3 times? Gonna let me milk this cock all night?” You teased.

He shook his head “want- need you” his voice a bit horse. You wanted him just as much, needed to feel him ravage your walls to feel him stuff you full. Your brain however wanted to prove a point. He had to beg to fuck you only then would you give in.

“Poor little pup hmm? So fucked out already, I don’t think even if he begged he could still fuck me. To gone already to fuck me good enough” you smirked smacking his cock ever so slightly. “Y/n! Please- I can- I can still fuck you good! Please god fuck- please” his words slurred together his legs tensing under your touch.

You sighed needing him, needing anything at this point. You pulled down your panties, as you straddled him “you want to fuck me that badly?” You said trying to sound Stern. Your slick folds rubbed so nicely against his cock making him pull harshly at the restrains “need- y/n aaah” he sounds almost frustrated.

“What do you need puppy? Tell me” you said head falling back as your gridded against him. His cock becoming sloppy, it hitting your untouched nub so perfectly. “I need you- need inside of you- I’m going crazy please” he groaned out. His words made you chuckle a bit before you quickly slipped him inside you. Fully taking all of his length “fucking Christ y/n!” He almost screamed out at the feeling. His body twitched harshly somehow cumming for yet another time.

“Untie me” he said his voice horse making you smile before you looked down at him. He had that glint in his eye. Shit. You were in for it. “Y/n if you don’t untie me right now” he almost growled out but you were feeling daring “and if I don’t? What then? You’re tied up you can’t do anything.” You stared down at him watching his eye almost twitch at your words. You smirked thinking you had won as you used his cock moving faster on him.

You closed your eyes head back as you road him, the sounds of how sloppy it was filled the room. His cum becoming lube as you moved yourself. Up down, up down cock disappearing and reappearing from your drenched cunt. After a few minutes you felt a pair of hands around you gripping you tightly. Your eyes went wide looking down to see Seungmin had freed himself. That look in his eyes making your walls clench around him.

He picked you up almost slamming you onto the bed as he started to pound into you. His thrusts were sloppy, his legs shook from the overstimulation. He leaned down to you kissing you hungrily as he swallowed your moans, devouring your mouth. His now free hands exploring your body, finally touching your neglected nub. “It’s your turn you’re gonna cum with me got it?” He said against your lips.

He pressed his body against yours, wrapping his arms around your body. You couldn’t get any closer even if you tried. He pounded into you hitting all your spots wanting to drive your high closer. His digest rubbing your clit so perfectly. Your legs trembled under him wrapping around his waist “cum y/n cum on my cock- fuck- cum-I’m cumming!”

Seungmin came deep into your cunt as he pulled your high from you. Riding them both out body’s gripping onto each other for dear life. Like one of you’d float away if you even dared to losing it.

“You ok puppy?” You asked pulling away to look up at him. He shook his head a bit “as much as I want to give it right back to you. To make you cum over and over right now just to stick it to you. My body can’t take it. I need to shower.” He rambled feeling his body still shaking.

“That’s alright handsome, let’s go shower hmm? I’ll wash your hair for you” you said kissing his noise. The offer making him happy “let’s hope my jelly legs can walk” he chuckled.

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"Where are we going?"- he asks.

"First empty room that can be locked."- you smirk and he looks at you dumbly.

God, you love when he's innocent like that. Only a few moments later does his mind register what you said.

"Oh. But I'm all sweaty and-"

"I don't care."- you say, opening the door to one of the smaller rooms backstage and pushing him inside. You lock the door and in the small space you hear how ragged his breath is.

"Do you know how fucking good you look right now?"- you ask Felix and he chuckles.

He opens his mouth to answer but you push him suddenly, making him fall on the chair behind him with a thud. He whimpers, his legs falling open as he looks up at you through his lashes.

"Y/n-"

"Shut up."- you grab his face making his eyes widden. "Dolls don't talk. Dolls just sit pretty and wait to be used."- you smirk and he swallows, Adam's apple bobbing up and down as his glassy eyes stare at you.

You look around and since it was some sort of dressing room, you find exactly what you were looking for - a belt.

Felix audibly gulps when he sees you grab it.

"Put your hands behind the chair."- you order and he obeys, wrists crossed as he keeps looking at you with his pretty innocent eyes.

You circle the chair and tie his hands up with the belt, careful not to make it too tight. His cock twitches in his pants from the way you handle him.

"You don't get to touch me until you've earned it."- you smirk as you hover over him, your hand tangling in his silver hair, pulling his head back as he moans deeply all the way from the back of his throat.

You release his hair and waste no time as your hands come down to grab his growing erection.

"Fuck!"- Felix whines, hips lifting up and chasing your touch.

You pull away and slap his face, making him gasp.

"What did I say? Dolls. Don't. Speak."- you say through gritted teeth, your hand wrapping around his throat.

Felix's eyes widden as you squeeze him a little, your other hand on his chest, playing with his nipple.

"Don't make me mad, doll."- you threaten, your voice low as you squeeze his neck harder, your face closer to his.

The chair creaks under Felix's weight as he shifts on it, hips lifting up on their own accord, his cock leaking in his boxers when you play with him like that.

You smirk at the desperation in his eyes and release his neck, hands raking down his chest and abs to the button on his pants. You unbutton them and slide them down with his boxers, letting it all pool at his feet.

You grab his cock, tugging on it harshly and he whines loudly, biting his lip after it.

"You want me to gag you?"- you ask and he shakes his head fast, eyes watering a little.

He looks so beautiful with his hair already disheveled, his makeup smudged and his lips bitten red. You want to bite them until he's bleeding and you lean in and kiss him passionately, your tongue forcing his lips open immediately.

Felix melts on the chair, opening his mouth for you, letting you taste him and dominate him with your tongue as he throws his head back and shuts his eyes tight, your hand stimulating his leaky pink tip. He almost busts on the spot, desperate for you but you pull away once again and smirk teasingly.

You lift up your short dress and Felix's eyes almost bulge out of his skull at the sight. You had nothing on under the dress. You teasingly run your fingers over your folds, gathering your wetness before bringing your fingers to his lips.

"I'm gonna use you for my pleasure. You like that don't you? Like being my little sex toy?"- you ask as he opens his mouth and lets you shove your fingers in. He sucks on them, tongue lapping at the taste of you as he licks every single drop, savoring it on his tongue.

He nods eagerly at your words and you chuckle.

"So easy."- you smirk, positioning yourself over his lap, before you grab his cock and sink down on him in one swift motion.

Both of you moan at the feeling, your hands tangling in Felix's hair again, pulling at it harshly and making his eyes water again as you start bouncing on his cock.

He whimpers, eyes on your breasts and you know his hand itch to touch you or at least see them but you wont let him. You revel in the way you have complete control over him as he cries and sits just letting you use him however you want.

"You're not allowed to cum until I'm done with you, understand?"- you ask and he nods, the look on his face already fucked out.

He feels so good inside you, his cock filling you up to the brim, touching you in the right spot, stretching your cunt so he can fit snuggly inside you. You could never get enough of him, never get too close to him.

You want more so you grip his shoulders and fuck on him faster and harder, your hips slapping obscenely on his, the room is getting stuffier and it's getting harder to breathe the more you rock your hips on Felix.

He looks pained, desperate to touch you or praise you, his hands gripping at the belt, beads of sweat on his forehead, a single tear running down his cheek. You think he looks even prettier than before and the way his thighs flex under you as he tries to stay still for you coupled with the way he's silently crying for you bring you to the edge and you spill your juices all over his cock.

Felix's eyes roll back for a second as you clench around him and you can feel him twitch inside you.

"Fuck, you're such a good toy. Made to please me like this, aren't you baby?"- you ask as you slowly roll your hips against him, torturing him.

"Mhm."- he groans, his head falling backwards.

"I'm not done yet. You're gonna keep sitting still like a good doll should, right?"- you pull on his hair again and Felix whimpers, the tears on his cheeks never stopping.

He nods weakly and you smirk picking up speed again as you use his cock for your pleasure.

Felix is losing his mind, straining against the belt that's keeping him from touching you.

He can't take it anymore, he has to beg.

"P-please..."- he says quietly.

"My doll talks."- you mock him. "What is it? Going a little dumb, doll? Getting desperate?"- you chuckle, slowing your hips down.

"Yes! Yes! Please! Please let me cum, I've been a good doll for you. Please..."- your boyfriend cries and you smirk, nails digging into his shoulders, you adore when he gets like this.

"You will cum after I do."- you say and reach around him to free his hands finally.

"Come on, fuck me like you want it."- you say, placing his hands on your hips and Felix gasps gripping your flesh as he starts fucking up into you.

You moan, hips meeting his halfway as you fuck each other desperately.

"Is that the best you can do, doll?"- you smirk at his efforts and he whines, nails digging into you as he fucks you harder.

"You want me to cum on your cock, hm?"- you ask him and Felix groans, hips snapping into yours angrily.

"Yes I do! Please cum for me!"- he begs and your hands wrap around his throat as you moan and let your pleasure build up until it snaps and you come again.

"Fuck, so good!"- you whine.

"Can I cum now?"- Felix looks at you desperately, lips trembling.

"Ask nicely."- you warn him, hands squeezing his neck a little, but not cutting his air off.

"Please, let me cum for you."- he begs, batting his eyelashes at you and you chuckle at his flushed face, cheeks stained with mascara streaks, lips swollen and red.

"You can cum, doll."- you smirk and Felix thanks you a hundred times as he fucks up into you sloppily until his cock twitches and you feel his hot cum fill you up.

You quickly get up and grip his hair as he whines, breathing hard from the intense orgasm he just had.

"Get on your knees and clean me up."- you order and Felix falls to his knees immediately, face buried between your legs in no time as he laps at your pussy, licking off his and your cum mixed together and swallowing it all.

You hold his head, pushing him into you as he moans, his deep voice sending vibrations through you. He licks you up until you're completely clean and until you can't take anymore.

"Did I do good?"- he asks cutely when you pull his head away.

"Show me your tongue, I wanna see that you swallowed like a good doll."- you smirk and he obeys, opening his mouth and showing you his tongue.

"Good boy."- you whisper, caressing his face and his eyes flutter at the praise, cheek nuzzling into you.

A loud knock on the door breaks the trance you both are in as you look at each other, Felix still coming out of his sub space.

"Um, guys are you done? We kinda gotta leave."- you hear a muffled voice and both of you chuckle as you help Felix get up.

"I love you."- he whispers on your lips.

"Love you too, doll."