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tomorrow x together

Thoughts (blurbs) OT5

Thought #1 Sexual Personalities (OT5)

Thought #3 Nicknames (OT5) (fluff)

Choi Soo-bin

Thought #1.1

Thought #5

Thought #4

Thought #2 (ugh)

Draft 1- Cock warming Soo-bin

Draft 2- Picture (Ver 1)

Choi Yeon-jun

Thought #1.4

The Killa 💜

Werewolf (f)

With You

Choi Beomgyu

Thought #1.5

Ugh Pt 😔

Kang Taehyun

Thought #1.3

Thought #6

Huening Kai

Thought #1.2

Thought #7

Other Groups:

My Sunshine- Seonghwa (ATZ) (f/s)

Mark pt 🍁- Mark Lee (NCT)

Mark: The Submissive- Mark Lee (NCT)

Mark Again 😑 (NCT)

ANIME:

ugh-fingers- JJK Men

Say It- Levi Ackerman

Pretty Toes- Levi Ackerman

Cookies- Toji Fushiguro

Distractions- Levi Ackerman

shit posts;

smells/tastes- boy groups

songs for the saja boys ❤️

Marktholomew Acornous Maple Leaf 1999 NCT Spiderman Lee.

The sickeningly sweet flavor of lime slid down your throat with ease while you brought the salt and lemon to your mouth to finish it off- admiring the sweet burn of the alcohol. It only added to the hazy & fuzzy feeling that was already consuming your body. The laughter around you echoed and faded into the music that had you swaying your hips with enough motion for you to feel it.

Drowsy eyes met yours with a half cocked smile, as he tipped the bottle into the shot glass refilling your glass.

Choi Yeonjun.

God, he was pretty.

Prettier underneath the influence of alcohol.

When your brain was dimmed, it was easier to appreciate just how handsome Yeonjun was naturally. He was wiped clean of his makeup. His face had a natural brightness that made him seem almost shiny, not an imperfection in sight.

Perhaps, if you looked closer, or at least cared too, you'd actually see that his eyes weren't perfect, one slightly smaller than the other, or when he smiled, the crookedness of his pretty teeth, the same smile that only made him look more boyish. Maybe even the unevenness of his eyebrows- but even so- he was still incredibly handsome.

Your own lips pulled into a smile as you nodded, watching the liquid fill the glass once more as he filled his. It was graceful, how swiftly he filled his glass, handing you another lime and a packet of sea salt. Repeating the same actions as previous, you both took your shots.

"You look cute when you drink~" Yeonjun teased effortlessly, nudging his hips into yours making you giggle like a school girl while you nudged him back. He was referring to the blush on your face and the crinkle of your nose at the slight burn of the alcohol.

"You're so handsome..." Your voice floated over the music, making Yeonjun whip his head over. "So, I've been told..." He said with a casual shrug, but the smug smirk didn't go unnoticed, "you wanna dance?" He asked wiggling his body a little, his eye brows going up in a playful expression.

Dancing?

With Yeonjun?

Sounds perfect.

With a shy nod of your head he took your hand and lead you towards the makeshift dance floor in the living room. The KPop playing was natural since you had finally decided to visit him in Korea. It was a special mix of his group's music, sprinkled with a bit of American Music here and there. One of Yeonjun's song started playing shortly after you and Yeonjun made your move towards the living room.

"Perfect..." He mumbled, quite huskily into your ear has he pulled you closer to him by your waist. The song had a sensual, sexy and alluring vibe on its own and it only made the moment between you too feel more intimate. The performance, you had seen a million times alone. Yeonjun had practiced a million times and you could do the choreography yourself if you tried and you secretly knew it would be better as a partner dance.

But, tonight wasn't about dance routines, large crowds or screaming fans. It was about you and your boyfriend, enjoying what happiness you two had managed to snag in the lives you two lived.

Yeonjun's hands found your waist as you two swayed back and forth to the seductive rhythm of the song. Yeonjun hummed as he pressed his groin into your ass in a sensual manner, grinding with the music naturally. You giggled, feeling airy headed, as the alcohol started to take affect. This felt right. The music was loud, but not louder than your heartbeat or Yeonjun's husky breath whispering how pretty you looked into your ear.

That did it.

A second or two later before you spun to face Yeonjun. Your lips found his easily. His own pulled back into a smile as he let out a throaty chuckle that sent shivers down your spine. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders, crossing behind his neck, pulling him down to keep him in place. He made sure to kiss you back, his hands squeezing your waist holding you closer. "Maybe we should go upstairs?" He suggested, pulling back just enough to look in your eyes just letting his lips still ghost over yours. The tone of his voice was more than suggestive. You could tell what he wanted. 

The thought was something that had crossed your minds a few times. Flirty texts, racy pictures and the few times you and Yeonjun had some sex through the phone when you and him couldn't hold it back anymore. BUT it was always at a distance.

Yeonjun, despite being made out to be Tomorrow X Together's playboy, that was all a facade. Yeonjun was rather sweet, respectful and rather innocent beind closed doors. He didn't just have sex with anyone. Hell- you and him dated, long distance for 6 months and two week long visits before he finally decided to kiss you.

But, that didn't stop the urges, the thoughts & the want that came with it. It had been a year since you two had finally made it official and it was about damn time. And honestly, it seemed impossible to deny Yeonjun. Your body screamed for his attention and he always seemed willing to give it to you. A bite of your lip indicated you were thinking, but you had already nodded your head, letting him lead you upstairs...

The music faded again, this time into muffled beats as Yeonjun gently pushed you into his bed. His smile was gorgeous and sly, mimicking that of a fox he was so commonly compared to. He knew what was coming, but he prepared to make it meaningful.

To Yeonjun, this wasn't some random act of sex.

Your back hit the bed, his scent engulfing you while he dimmed the mood light's to a soft red with the press of a button. He climbed over you, muttering about how he can't help himself anymore.

"Do you want this, Y/n?" His voice was soft, almost unsure of himself which was quite the opposite of the outwardly confident Yeonjun you knew . "Do you want me?" He asked, biting his lip, his hand gently stroking your hair.

You stared back up at him with eyes wide and willing. Want? HA! Try need. You were tipsy and so was Yeonjun but the air was hot with tension. To act like you two weren't really into one another- craving one another- was pointless. There was no reason or point to deny it any more.

"Yes..." You breathed your lip trembling slightly as you spoke, you hand running up his arm to rest on the side of his neck. "I need you, Yeonjun."

The second his name left your lips, he came down kissing you, wanting to taste his name from your lips.

It was delicious.

"Fuck...say my name again..." He mumbled lips still pressed to yours. God he wanted to taste it right from your pouty and pretty lips.

"Yeonjun..." You giggled so preciously and he ate right up with another soft, yet needy kiss.  "Sounds so perfect coming from you baby...tastes so pretty..." He hummed, his hand trailing down your body, legs spreading for him like a butter for a hot knife.

This felt right.

Right where you were supposed to be.

His hands came back up, his fingers stopping right underneath your skirt, lingering in the creases of your thighs. You could feel your walls pulsing- the familiar ache of arousal-you all wet and clenching around nothing. It was almost like Yeonjun could sense this has his eyes flicked towards yours. His plump lip was between his teeth as he raised an eyebrow, asking once more for your consent and when you nodded, his lips pulled into a grin.

You lifted your hips up without him having to say anything and he tugged your panties right down your legs right on cue. He tossed them over his back, taking one of your legs into his hands. His fingers then began to trace the soft skin, you squirmed as he moved to press his lips to your calf, working his way up. He stopped at your knee, looking up as he placed a wet kiss on the bottom of your thigh, smirking when he kissed closer and closer to the place you needed him. You let out a soft groan, eyes closing as you focused on the feeling of him touching you, all while his hand trailed up in his mouth's wake. A few inches higher, he was mid thigh now, his teeth sinking in to your soft flesh, making you yelp in the cutest of ways. Yeonjun's chuckle was husky yet playful.

"Sorry...had to taste..." His voice was gruff, like he was holding back, yet still full of an unmistakable warmth. He kissed higher and higher, finally reaching the hem of your skirt and he looked up at you, winking before he pushed his finger to his lips. Telling you to be quiet before he pushed your skirt back.

There you were bare and soaking for him. Your tummy fluttered as you realized what was happening.

Yeonjun was finally claiming you.

Of course he had already declared you were his, but not like this.

"Fuck." He rasped, licking his bottom lip, his eyes glued to you, his jaw opened for a second before it closed, his eyes flicking towards yours once more before he swallowed.

"Didn't realize you had such a pretty pussy..." He complimented reaching out to run his finger down your clit, which made your hips lurch forward and Yeonjun chuckled.

"I wonder if she tastes as pretty as your mouth does when it says my name...?" The question was lewd, but the way Yeonjun presented it was innocent enough and it made you whimper.

"Please, Jjun..." You said, leg shaking slightly, unable to hold back the desire, the need, the craving. Yeonjun looked you in the eye as he slowly lowered himself down between your legs, letting you lay one across his back, as he spread the other, his fingers grazing your pubic area while he slowly spread your lips apart, licking his lips. With a dirty grin he finally, he lowered his mouth, not daring to break eye contact with you. His mouth opened slowly, he pressed a hot open mouthed kiss to your lips and clit, making you shiver and your head hit his pillow as you let out a long sigh- that of finalization. Finally, Yeonjun was taking what was always meant to be his, you.

Yeonjun's tounge delicately swirled around your clit, taking his time watching your reaction. The way your body responded to him was glorious, he felt like the happiest man on the earth. He had fantasized about this moment for months, when he'd finally get to taste you. "That's right pretty, moan for me..." He muttered lovingly into your pussy. The sounds you were making, the way you taste, the shivers and goosebumps all pulled Yeonjun deeper into you, metaphorically and literally. He could feel his cock stiffening embarrassingly fast.

At first, you were scared to touch, your hands staying firmly planted on the bed, but when Yeonjun started moaning into your cunt, you couldn't help but encourage him. Your hands tangling into his soft hair, pulling him closer. Your hips started moving on their own, rocking against his mouth and Yeonjun absolutely loved it.

"So tasty."

"So needy."

"So...fucking mine."

The growl that rumbled in the back his throat was your complete undoing. His lips sucked your clit right into his mouth & three seconds later you were cumming.

"Fuck-ahhh-Jjunie don't-don't stop!" Your hips bucked helplessly and Yeonjun's arm came up to hold you steady. "Mmmhmmm!" He hummed, willing you to stay still, still sucking. He didn't stop until you were gasping and pushing his head away.

"Fucking, perfect." He praised, licking his lips and pulling himself up to meet your lips. He didn't ask, he just pressed a kiss to you, shoving his tongue in your mouth, making you taste yourself. You kissed him back eagerly, not willing to part from his lips. Your hands started trailing down his body, towards the hem of his shirt, when firm hands stopped you.

"Not yet, pretty." He smirked, just a little. You whimpered, still shaking slightly from the orgasm. "Just let me admire you, okay?" His words were pretty, soft and so inviting. He licked his lips, leaning down to kiss you again.

The taste was a rather heady mixture of your essence, the lime from the tequila shots and him. "Jjunnie, please..." He let out a chuckle, "I know baby, you've been waiting so long, been such a good patient girl but, I want to cherish you...let me..." He mumbled in between sweet smooches, his hand cradling your cheek. His kisses were sexy, drawing you in, your lips moving on your own against his, fighting the urge to swallow him whole. Meanwhile, his other hand was tracing all over you body. Soft finger tips ghosting over your skin, making you shiver. He knew what he was doing, making you sensitive. His fingers trailed past your abdomen and you let out a whine so needy, so small it made Yeonjun chuckle.

"Tell me what you need from me, baby." He whispered, dragging his lips down your chin, kissing you jawline and finally kissing your neck, fingers digging into your hip.

"You, I need you, Yeonjun."

"God, that sounds so fucking pretty coming from your damn mouth.."

Finally, he pulled back, eyes piercing into yours as he unbuckled his pants. He slid them down enough to free his cock, he took your hand gently guiding it towards his erection. "Feel me, baby. Feel what you do to me, what you've always done to me." He rasped with barely contained lust or restraint. Your soft hands wrapped around his length and he stuttered violently, his free hand bracing the headboard, so tightly you could hear his fingernails cracking. This was Yeonjun's complete undoing. The nights he spent, thinking about this very moment. The nights he spend tossing and turning, hand on his aching cock, dreaming about your smile, your hair, the way you looked at him- everything.

"Fuck." You could hear the admiration in his voice, the way it cracked the way he stopped to catch his breath, feeling your warmth seeping into his length. He was in heaven and all you actually did was touch him.

"Tell me-fuck-tell me what you need, baby, Please."

The way he sounded was so unusual, he usually so confident, but right now he seemed to be reduced to this needy being- like if he spoke to loudly you'd disappear. He was putty in your fucking hands.

"You, Yeonjun, I need you." Your tone matched his breathlessly and full of need.

Yeonjun, nodded his head, eyes opening again to look down at you. "If we do this, there's no going back, you're mine." He said softly, hand coming out to caress your face. His eyes shone with loving and gentle affection.

"I've been yours." You assured him, head nodding slightly your own hand coming up to caress his face, pulling him down for another kiss. All while guiding his cock towards your opening.

You both wanted this, both needed this- to connect. To feel and share one another's energy, to exchange the love you both held so deep in your heart for one another.

Say you love me, all or nothing, I want all of you...

The lyrics echoed in your head as you felt Yeonjun for the first time as raw as one could. The hitch of his breath, the slight tears in his eyes and the desire he was holding back as he slid in. He was feeling you for the first time and it was electrifying. There was an actual spark that zapped your chest as you breathed out. Yeonjun let out a choked gasp as if he felt it too. His hands found your waist to steady himself. He sank as deep as he could into your warmth, just to feel his energy immediately replenish.

He was stone cold sober now, eyes locked on yours, light and loving, yet dark and needy. "All or nothing..." *He whispered into your ear, which made your eyes snap to his. "Don't worry pretty, I know you feel it too," he let his hands trace down your body. You didn't need to say anything, you knew he knew.

The first thrust was gentle-experimental. Slow and rough. You could feel your walls opening for him, coaxing him in deeper. All the while, Yeonjun's eyes were glued to your face. Fuck, you looked even more beautiful than he could have ever imagined. Your eyes had closed, teeth dug into your lips and your hand had found his foreman, to help steady yourself. The next thrust made you gasp and push your head back into his pillows, jaw dropping, then a third & fourth- until he was rocking his hips into yours at a calm and delicious pace.

Yeonjun was savoring this moment, feeling the connection each thrust pulling him deeper into you both physically and metaphorically and your moans, sounded like heaven's angels to him. "How do you feel, baby girl? Tell me..." Yeonjun moaned, it seemed like he was trying so hard to hold back. He wanted you to enjoy this, he had been waiting months for this moment.

All you could manage was a breathless moan of his name. "M-more please."

Yeonjun was more than willing to oblige, soon the skin slapping was steady. Deep- his hips rolling into yours with a dancers grace, hips designed for moving. Hips you had imagined rutting into yours for months now. "God your perfect he." he groaned he was in a trance focusing on the pleasure on your face. This was about you at the end of the day. He wanted you to feel is love, his devotion, his connection to you, and only* you.

Your eyes flashed open, looking up at him. You noticed the way he looked at you, the love shining through is brown eyes, his lips pulled between his teeth, the way his brow furrowed in concentration, even the way his hair fell over is forehead. "Jjun, you're so handsome." this time the compliment felt a little more heartfelt, a little more real and it made Yeonjun smirk, leaning down he whispered, his voice laced with filth, "Yeah? You think I look handsome filling you up like this? Like I should have been from the beginning?"

The way his voice made you shiver and your walls clench around him told him everything he needed to know. Passion was something Yeonjun was nos stranger too. He was passionate with everything he did. You were no exception, only he was taking his time with you. This was your average run of the mill fuck, no. This was Yeonjun's way of connecting with you, letting you feel his love.

Your nails bit into his shoulder's making him shutter letting out a soft throaty groan. "You feel so perfect around me baby- everything I dreamt of." His admission was raw, and he leaned down to kiss you again. Making sure to taste each and every moan you had to offer him, all while enjoying the feeling of your walls squeezing him deeper.

"That's it baby...take it ...take my love..." He whispered into your ear, letting his abdomen slap against yours, harder. Your body was trembling, moans flowing and Yeonjun was deep in heavenly love.

"Yeonjun," your voice broke just a little as your fingers slowly trailed down his body towards your clit, but his hand intercepted yours. "No, baby- let me." He rasped, his fingers instead found your clit rubbing in rough circles that made you see stars.

"You're getting close, aren't you pretty girl?" Yeonjun teased, licking his lips, a cocky smile followed. "You're gonna cum for the first time for me?" He asked, keeping the same strokes and same pace of swirls of his fingers on your little bundle.

"Y-yes," you choked out, head falling back on his pillow again, hands shaking slightly because you had no idea where to put them- and then Yeonjun chuckled.

"Go on pretty, let me feel you.." Yeonjun needed to finally feel you, he had been craving the feeling for months. His encouragement only egged you on.

"Baby, please don't stop...." you pleaded opening your legs wider, you were so close. "Oh I won't, baby I promise." his hips snapped forward harder, hitting the sweet spot you needed him too.

Yeonjun didn't expect to cum so soon, after you, but the way you squeezed around him, was better than anything he could have imagined. It felt so right- and with that and a breathless grunt, Yeonjun spilled into you.

Slumping forward, his forehead rested against yours as he placed small kisses on your lips, his hips still moving with the motion.

"Fuck....Y/n..." he whispered. Your hands came up to wrap around him pulling him closer, cunt still clenching, with a sigh. "I love you," the words had been spoken before, plenty of times, but this time they felt heavy, raw and charged with a new energy.

Yeonjun pulled back just enough to look at you, his lips tipping into that familiar cocky, crooked smile you adored so much and he giggled. "Is that so?" He teased brushing his hand through your curls.

You felt your chest heating up with something so warm, it felt so good and you nodded. Goosebumps forming on your skin. "Yes."

"I love you more beautiful," he whispered kissing you softly. his hips stuttered a little as he moved back. He was still burried inside of you. Yeonjun wasn't willing to pull out, not now- not ever he had waited so long for this moment that he couldn't bare to lose the warmth of your embrace.

You copied his actions, running your hand through his hair, pushing it back from his face, exposing his forehead. leaning up you placed a kiss on it. it was soft, tender and full of meaning.

for the rest if the night you two stayed like this , holding one another, making love into the early hours of the morning. engulfed in one another's love.

Yeonjun knew he was where he was supposed to be.

With you.

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"That's it baby," Soo-bin breathed into my neck as his thick, meaty cock pushed my walls apart slowly. My body tensed slightly and Soo-bin's fingers lightly brushed up and down my arm. I whimpered as the pressure on my cervix increased until his head was snuggly pressed against my innards. "Don't take your eyes off that picture got it?" My fingers dug into the side of the bed as I nodded my head, my grip was tight almost like I was trying to anchor myself to sanity. I was currently being 'punished', or at least that's what Soo-bin called it.

See, it was no secret that Soo-bin had a very possessive and territorial side to him. It was more subtle around his members, except when it came to his maknae (Sookai shipper 🤷🏽‍♀️) and me. Soo-bin was their leader, so he had to put on a facade around them, the staff and especially the camera. Acting all shy and sweet, but behind closed doors, that demeanor slipped away. He wasn't as introverted or submissive as he made it seem.

For today's TODO episode the boys had to rank pictures from various Comeback Eras. During this particular filming, I was hidden amongst the staff, watching the boys as they filmed. The staff members were also asked to make their own ranking. The goal of the game was the boys had to try to match the staff's opinions. I made a comment about how I liked one of Yeon-jun's concept photo a bit better than I liked Soo-bin's. I just wasn't fond of the outfit he was in, that's all, but in that single comment- I had sealed my fate.

Perhaps, Soo-bin was just a little insecure when it came to his handsome senior.

You would have thought I shot Soo-bin in the chest with how quickly his head snapped to the side to look at me. His eyebrow raised as if I had just offended his entire bloodline plus Odi (RIP 🕊️). The twitching of his lips as they pulled into a thin tight line let me know: I had just fucked up. His eyes narrowed slightly with a very noticeable look of annoyance on his face, that look lingered for a moment longer than it should have. The immediate change in his demeanor didn't go unnoticed either, it even prompted one of the staff members to ask if he was okay.

It was like a switch went off then immediately he chimed, "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." His million dollar smile replaced the disdain on his face as he turned his attention back towards the screen in front of him. The picture of Yeonjun was placed above his. I seen the twitching of his fingers as his leg started bouncing. I had pissed him off. Kai was the only one who actually caught on to the fact that Soo-bin wasn't actually okay. Kai shot me a nervous glance with a small shrug. For the rest of the filming process I tried so hard to get Soo-bin's attention but he ignored me.

Now, hours later, after filming Soo-bin had me all alone in his bed, seeking his revenge. My eyes were glued the the very same concept photo I stupidly said wasn't as good as Yeon-Jun's. I was half regretting my decision to speak earlier, the other half enjoying this. My teeth biting in my lower lip and the sound of Soo-bin's calm breath filling my ear.

"I'm gonna make you love that picture baby....now be a good girl and don't take your eyes off of it, kay?" He whispered, sending a chill right through me. I bit my lip harder and I nodded my head, fighting the urge to rock myself against him.

"Good." He snickered, as he got comfortable behind me, making sure to press his hips harder to my ass, making me yelp in surprise as the pressure that was inside of me grew. His chuckle was dark as he reveled in my squealing, his fingers tightened on my hips as he pulled me closer to him. "I bet Yeonjun could never fill you like I do...." He sneered his voice filled a with a very territorial and jealous tone. It was almost dangerous.

"Bin..." I muttered, my leg trembling, "I didn't-" I tried to spit out but Soo-bin wasn't having any of it.

"I bet he couldn't fuck you the way I do either..." Soo-bin spoke, his fingers moving up my arm digging into the skin. His possessive side coming out as he continued to taunt me. "Is that what you think about?" Soo-bin growled, his hand coming up underneath my head, to wrap his big hand around my throat, pulling my back, so his lips could assault my ear. I shook my head no, desperately. "I don't want Yeon-jun..." I gasped, trying to comprehend the feeling my body was experiencing.

"Sure you don't, baby. That's why you ranked 2 of his pictures higher than mine...I'm your man, you're supposed to be biased..." He whispered menacingly. His free hand came down to part my legs so his fingers could tease my clit. I bit my lip. My eyes threatened to close, but they snapped back open remembering to look at that picture of Soo-bin.

"Bin...it was just a...joke..." I sputtered out, pathetically my voice squeaking as I felt his fingers pressing against my clit, my legs clenched, therefore my walls clenched around his cock, making him groan. "A joke?" He grinned against my ear, I could hear him swallow before he spoke again. "Letting people know that you like another man's picture is a joke?" He let out a low sadistic laugh. "Maybe you shouldn't have tried to be funny...I certainly didn't find it funny." He teased, his fingers slowly moving back and forth on my clit now relieving some of the pressure, but only to make my cunt hornier for friction. "And now look at you... leaking on my cock, like some little kitten in heat."

"I'm sorry baby....please..." I moaned out, louder than I should, the hand that was around my neck, came up to cover my mouth. "Be quiet would you?" He chuckled darkly. I let out a whimper at his tone he certainly meant business tonight.

As time passed I felt myself becoming more and more turned-on, and restless my cunt slicking up more and more as Soo-bin's cock throbbed against my walls. His fingers had long stopped their added assaulted against my clit. My eyes stayed glued to the picture as well and the longer I stared at it the more I grew to appreciate it. I started to memorize the way it looked, the outfit he was wearing, how handsome his face looked frozen in the image. He did look rather handsome.

Why the fuck did I ever think Yeonjun looked better than my man?

"Are you still looking, baby?" his voice husked out, the undeniable sound of desire lacing through it. "You've certainly gotten wetter..." his fingers drew little circles my clit again and I let out a baby mewl. "Yes. Please, Bin. I'm sorry..."

"Please what? Do you even know what you're asking for?" he taunted his lips against my ear again. His tone was almost harsh, condescending really and it made my face heat with embarrassment. "Why don't you call Yeon-jun and ask him to fuck you?"

That comment brought some heat to my tummy. That was a bit harsh. I sniffled a little. My eyes burned slightly in frustration. I felt a lump form in my throat as my legs squeezed together trying to stop my trembling. Sensing my tears, Soo-bin sat up lingering over my shoulder, his cock sliding out and then back in and I let out a yelp. "Awe, why are you crying?" He teased, his voice full of mock concern, "Are you frustrated baby?"

I nodded my head, not caring anymore how pathetic I sounded or seemed. "Yes." I breathed, moving to to wipe my nose with my sleeve. "I'm sorry..." I sighed, finally admitting defeat, my shoulders dropped a little.

"Are you sure?" Soo-bin asked with a toothsome smile, his fingers lightly grazing my chin, forcing my eyes off the picture and on to him. I nodded, feeblely. My body shaking, quaking in anticipation. The pressure on my cervix was almost painful.

Soo-bin's eyes roamed my face for a moment, dropping to my lips then back up to my eyes before he sighed. "Fine." He said dismissively as he pulled out, making me gasp at the sudden feeling of being so empty and he laid down, on his back, sliding his shirt off his body, he placed his hands behind his head. "Go on, fuck yourself." He said leisurely offering his cock to me casually, though the grin on his face was evil. "And while you do, remember whose cock it is you're actually obsessed with baby...who actually fucks you..."

I looked at him in pure disbelief, my body still trembling. With a single nod of my head, I mounted him, taking his shaft into my hand positioning myself over him and sliding down, letting out a hiss of satisfaction.

Soo-bin placed a finger over his lips, indicating for me to be quiet, before he slapped my ass, silently telling me to move. My legs, were wobbly, as I slowly started rocking myself on him. His eyes didn't leave my face, I could feel his stare on me even when I closed my eyes.

"That's all you got?" He teased, his finger coming up to trace my lips. "I thought you'd be a little more motivated baby."

"S-sorry," *I muttered, little tears of frustration had leaked down my chin as I tried to satisfy myself. I was never the best at riding. Soo-bin could be so fucking mean when he wanted too be and this moment right here reminded me. He had one hand behind his head, while the other gripped my waist.

"Poor baby..." he cooed, mockingly. "You look so cute struggling on my cock..." He hummed with a shrug before he thrusted upwards making me fall forward just a little. "Soo-bin," I whinned, half whispered, completely defeated. He knew I struggled riding him, this was a way to further degrade me. "Please...I...I can't..."

"Can't what?" He titled his head as if he was concerned, giving me his cutest little brow furrow, feigning ignorance. It was both adorable and infuriating. My hips stuttered and my legs stopped as I sank down on him, pouting. My arms crossed and Soo-bin's eye brows shot up like he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"Sure you wanna play this game baby?" Soo-bin asked his fingers drawling little circles on my thighs. "This is the only chance you're gonna get at getting dick the way you need it."

I tightened my arms across my chest and I stared down at him.

We stared at one another for a moment before Soo-bin shrugged and sat up, causing me to fall backwards on to the bed his cock twitched once before suddenly he was fucking into me with the force of a thousand men.

But, just as quickly as the pleasure came, it stopped, as Soo-bin emptied himself deep into my cunt, with a snicker so evil it made me shiver.

"Soo-bin!" *I whinned, looking down at him as he pulled out.

"I hope you learned your lesson baby," he said with a chuckle as he leaned over to kiss me. He picked my phone back up, it was still frozen on the picture from earlier.

Lesson was learned.

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"Soo-bin..." I mumbled as my eyes snapped up from the monitor. I sat in my boyfriend's lap at first glance it was rather innocent, just a girl sitting in her boyfriend's lap. Only I wasn't just sitting in his lap. I was wearing a rather large tee shirt dress, one that went down to my knees, with a blanket tucked over my backside underneath the fabric Soo-bin had pulled his pants down and slipped his cock into me. Well, of course it took some persuasion, we were in the Hybe Building, using a smaller room tucked away in the upper corner of the building, if was hardly used. I was using my laptop to type out a concept, while using Soo-bin's chest as a table, while he laid comfortably across on the couch, one leg hanging off the side, in a grey T-shirt and some black sweatpants. He had his hair in his face perusal, one hand running through it, the other holding his phone to his face as he watched some YouTube video.

He had stuffed himself inside me and was quite content sitting there just feeling the warm tightness of my walls. I, however, was freaking out just a little. I had grown increasingly wet, so much so I could feel it pooling at the base of his dick. My pussy felt so full and heavy. Every time I moved even in the slightest to get comfortable, his cock would press up against my inner body and cause me to squeeze, which in turn would make Soo-bin look up from his video and give me a questionable look accompanied with a sexy little smirk.

"Yes, baby?" He finally answered, his tone nonchalant and comfortable, he let out a breath of air as he rested his head against the palm of his hand, his eyes glancing down towards his phone then back towards me.

"We're gonna get caught..." I sighed nervously my eyes glued to my laptop screen. He hadn't bothered to lock the door and it was in the middle of the day, granted he had the afternoon off so nobody was looking for him, but there was still a chance an employee could walk in at anytime.

Soo-bin laughed a little before he looked back up at me. "We aren't gonna get caught, babe. No one comes up here, I promise." he said with another little snicker. This made me sigh again and I shifted my legs to get more comfortable. The tip of his cock started pressing against my cervix making me feel unbearably full and I let out a half moan.  Which earned another eyebrow raise from Soo-bin.

"Why are we doing this again?" I had to ask, I mean I knew why and it was becauseSoo-bin was a horny little gremlin. I wasn't upset at what we were doing, just where we were doing it.

He shrugged casually, "I'm bored."

"So we're risking getting caught because your bored?" I questioned tilting my head slightly with a small shake. He was being rather calm about this. He was acting like his cock wasn't pressing into my stomach at this very moment. There was a air of cockiness that exhaled from him and I watched him with a curious eye.

"Mhm." He hummed in response, he was so cool about this entire situation. Just then his phone started ringing and he was quick to answer it.

"Hello?"

He tucked his phone between his ear and shoulders, while he moved his hand down towards my waist, shifting his body as he did so, pulling me up slightly as he adjusted on the couch, inadvertently pressing me back down and his dick up into me.

The moan that slipped out of me was rather loud and his eyes snapped over to me, a bit wide. I slapped my hand over my mouth, trying not to laugh.

"No, we're upstairs on the 18th floor."

"Yes. I don't mind, Huening. I'm sure Y/n won't mind either. She's just working on a concept project."

I looked up at him once more, like he had lost his mind. He definitely had a thing for exhibitionism. He wanted to get caught. My hand reached out and slapped his chest, telling him to stop while shaking my head no wildly. Soo-bin lazily slapped back at me while waving his hand dismissively with a proud grin on his face.

"Soo-bin. What are you do-"

"Okay. Kai see you in a minute."

My heart stopped, my jaw dropping as he hung up the phone. "Are you insane?" I started trying to scramble to get off of him, I was not trying to get caught especially by one of his members. But Soo-bin had other plans when he locked my waist in his grip. He had the most lascivious smirk I'd ever seen on his face. Still I tried, I tried so hard to get up, but he kept me there. Trying to shush me with a kiss. All the wiggling around on him had his dick flexing inside of me, making my sounds a bit more pleasurable. That didn't stop him from also thrusting up into me a few times.

A fucking menace.

I let out a couple of soft moans, my eyes closing at the sensation. "Bin-"

"Come on baby, just relax we'll be fine. It's just Kai..." He explained. I looked down at him getting ready to speak up when we both heard the door handle turning. My eyes nearly popped out of my skull, while Soo-bin brought his finger up to his mouth, telling me to be quiet. Immediately, at the prospect of being caught I stopped moving.

Moments later, Kai entered the room. He had his own laptop in his hand, a bottle of water in the other and a notebook."Hello." He said quietly, giving me a shy smile. "I hope you don't mind I want to be in here."

"Hello, Kai." Soo-bin said calmly, his eyes already going back to his phone. "And you're fine, we aren't doing much."

My heart started racing, I gave Kai a quick glance and I waved. I watched as he pulled up a chair from the table, and sat down. Opening his laptop and notebook.

"Don't mind me, I'm just writing lyrics."  He explained, with a little smile, before turning his attention towards his own business. My eyes dropped towards Soo-bin but the slick bastard wasn't paying any attention to me.

"Okay." He said to Kai giving him a smile.

I stared down at him in pure disbelief as he held the smuggest and most cocky smirk. Just then he shifted quite forcefully, shoving his hips upward, to slide himself down further on the couch unexpectedly. I let out a sharp yelp of surprise at the feeling of his cock dragging across my walls. Kai's eyes immediately flicked towards me a lot of concern on his face, my own my face heated in embarrassment.

"Are you okay?"  he asked cocking his head slightly. All I could do was nod my head rapidly, shooting Soo-bin a glare.

"Sorry, I moved to fast and scared her."  He chuckled, looking up at me poking his bottom lip out mocking a sad face. "Sorry." He mouthed towards me with a shrug.

"Oh..." Kai said looking over at me, he looked like he wanted to say something else, but instead he chose to look back down at his notebook.

I felt a heat rush through me as my heart continued to pound in my chest. My pussy was so wet and this situation was daringly indecent. I had to play it cool. I took a deep breath and turned my attention back towards my laptop, which had fallen into the couch during mine and Soo-bin's little tussle, and continued trying to type, trying to ignore the throbbing cock inside of me.

Some time passed and all that could be heard was the sound of typing and Soo-bin's videos playing in the background. My legs had started falling asleep from being propped on either side of Soo-bin and I let out a soft whine.

"My legs hurt..."  I complained shutting my laptop and setting it aside then crossing my arms, looking down at Soo-bin who looked back up at me.

"Well, get comfortable baby."

There was a tone of suggestiveness in the way he said this, one that hopefully I only detected. I stole a glance at Kai who was currently writing something, he didn't seem to be paying any attention to Soo-bin and I. I took it upon myself to set my laptop to the side and lean down on Soo-bin's chest. At the same time, I repositioned him inside of me and I could feel it stretching out the back of my pussy and I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning. However, Soo-bin caught on to the way my pussy clenched and how my breath hitched.

"Are you okay?" He whispered tauntingly. His free hand coming to pull the blanket over us, before resting his hand on my back, rubbing slightly.

"M-hm-mmm" I hummed out awkwardly, laying my cheek against his chest. His heart was beating steadily. He wasn't even the slightest bit nervous.

"You're naughty, letting me stuff you like this with Kai right there." He chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. He wasn't wrong, if I really wanted to get up and stop this I could, but a part of me didn't want to. It was rather exciting, even if it was incredibly lewd.

As I laid there, watching Soo-bin's video with him he started to slowly, thrust his hips up into mine, it was very subtle, but thanks to his abdomen muscles and my body on top of his  he was able to do this without much movement being visible. I tried to sit up, but his arm locked me to his chest. My eyes shot up to Kai once more who had now sat back in his chair, but his eyes were trained on his laptop screen, I could tell he was reading something.

"Bin..." I whimpered quietly as my eyes closed, focusing on the slow pokes he was feeding me. They were slow, I could feel each and every inch that slid out and the back in, slow and hard making my thighs clench. The only response I got from him was his eyes sliding down to meet mine before he looked back at his video, turning the volume up slightly. My hand curled into his tshirt, as I hid my face. I could tell it was red. This felt so good, so fucking good, I should have been ashamed, but a part of me wanted to give in and have me fuck me right there with Kai in the room. I could tell Soo-bin was holding back, his breathing had increased slightly and the hand on my back had dug into my shirt.

We stayed like this for another few moments Soo-bin finally stopped, but immediately spoke up. "Huening, could you do me a favor and run down the hall and grab me a drink?"

He was a slick bastard indeed. He knew Kai wouldn't refuse him. I bit my lip in curiosity at what he was planning.

My eyes floated towards Kai, who had lifted his head up from his notebook. "Sure, hyung, what do you want?" Kai asked as started standing up.

"Doesn't matter, surprise me." Soo-bin answered looking over at him with a soft smile. "Thank you."  He was so casual about this whole thing. I would have never thought he was just fucking me in front of his youngest member. He was so composed.

Kai nodded and moved to leave the room, we had a few minutes before he would be returning. Soo-bin watched Kai leave with a soft smile on his face, as soon as the door slammed behind him Soo-bin dropped his phone & shot up like a rocket on steroids. He took me with him. He flipped us so smoothly, he moved so fast all I could do was yelp in surprise. With a flash, my back was against the couch my dress pulled up and Soo-bin was on his knees on the floor, pushing himself back into my soaking cunt.

"Ohhh-fuck..." I cried out, immediately slapping a hand over my mouth again.

"Fuck, need you s'bad..." He growled out, wasting not a second before he started to poke into me. This caught me by surprise as I felt his cock start hitting the back of my cunt. Soaking and wet. "You're so wet... can't help it."

So much for his composer.

"Don't make a fucking sound..." He warned giving me a stern eye while taking my legs and pressing them back, thrusting into me as hard and as fast has he possibly could. I knew the nearest vending machine was 3 floors down. I knew we had just a few minutes.

"S'bin, fuck, please s-slow down..." I panted as I was being fucked into the couch. He was rough and needy with his movements. I could tell he wasn't holding back a damn thing. His large body towering over my frame even in his knees. "Shh" he hushed me, pressing his hand over my mouth. He was concentrating on my pussy and how it was swallowing his cock inch by inch.

"Gosh, always a good girl for me, huh?"  He asked, his eyes shooting up to mine and I frivolously nodded my head. I couldn't form words at the sudden influx of pleasure my brain was receiving.

"Good." He spat, his eyes falling back down towards my cunt. "You're so fuckin' dirty...you like having my cock buried inside you around my members?"

My face heated almost immediately at his question because it was true. My arousal had definitely grown more with Kai sitting 10 feet away from us. I guess the idea of getting caught was more exciting than I originally thought.

"Yes-i...like it..." I squeaked out from behind his palm nodding my head. The dragging of his cock in my cunt was so pleasurable.

"I can tell.." he growled, his fingers finding my clit as he rubbed little hurried circles. "Go on, cum on my cock..." He whispered, brown eyes flicking up to my face.

From the sheer adrenalineand the idea that Kai could walk back in at any moment, send me spiraling towards the edge. My hand clamping over my mouth to seal the moan in my throat as I did just that. Soo-bin didn't dare let up his fingers and continued to swirl them through my orgasm- and seconds later he was emptying a load into my cunt.

"Fuck," he rasped, as he leaned down to kiss me quickly and pulling out. Pulling his sweats up and quickly pulled my dress back down and grinned.

"That was fun," he smiled, flicking my nose. I laid there, legs closed, feeling the warmth of his cum oozing out of my cun while he took a seat next to me. Smirking, proud and trumphantly.

Not even 40 second later, Kai walked back holding a can of coke, oblivious to what just happened. "Here." He handed the can to Soo-bin, who accepted it with a gracious nod and Kai took his seat.

The sound of the cola cracking open, echoed in the room around us. My mind was still racing, heart still pounding as I slowly sat up. Head spinning with the post nut clarity that Soo-bin really just fucked me inside of HYBE and some how we didn't get caught.

"You guys wanna go eat?" Kai suggested, shutting his laptop completely oblivious to what just happened.

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This gorgeous thing? 😩😩

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The engagement, the reaching of audiences, that is the best part of being an writer on any platform because it's way for me to connect & tbh when I get likes, comments and reposts, I get so excited because that MY writing, someone actually took the time to read something I wrote (and I love all of your guys for it!)

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You hadn't known pleasure like this. Mark chuckled watching his cock slip back into your pussy. The body wand was pressed right against your clit, buzzing the bundle of nerves.

"M-mark-" your voice catches, as you curl your legs closer to your body, opening wider for him as if he could go any deeper. His pelvis was already connected to your skin, well, the ball of the toy adding a delicious sensation against your clit.

"Shh shh, baby...I know...just take it...take it for me..." He coos sweetly. His brown eyes met yours. His smirk is lazy-filthy. "Feels good, doesn't it?"

Like a drug. Always like a fucking drug. A high so delicious, so addictive you couldn't help yourself.

"You're so-so deep..." You mumble as your walls flutter around him, back arching slightly as if trying to keep from squirming. But the sensations are too much, the high powered body wand jolting your clit was almost too much. But Mark was on a fucking mission.

He was determined to actually make you cum.

He had did it once accidentally on purpose & man was he obsessed. The way you came undone for him was the addiction, fuck how it felt around his cock. It was your face, the way you squeezed your eyes shut, the way your body arched, the shuttering and the uncontrollable moan of pleasure that you always tried so hard to swallow down but it broke the sound barrier anyway. That's what Mark was after. It drove Mark to a sexually sadistic addiction. He loved it. He thought about it all the time, it actually made him crazy.

Mark draws back before slowly pushing forward again. He's marveling at the way your pussy, is pulling him in on its own. His tounge is cocked to one side, hanging out of his mouth as he watches. You were clenching so fucking hard, so involuntary, that each spasm was pulling his cock in. "Greedy baby," he chastises with no bite in his voice, it's pure amusement. "You're sucking me back in..." It was true, Mark pulled back out, just to watch and feel the sensation all over again. "Look at you..."

His groan was dangerous. He was fucking dangerous. Mark Lee was Lee-thal, he knew it. (Ew. I know sorry 😭)

"Fuck, what's it gonna take to get this pretty cunt to cum for me, hmm?" He teases while his hand coming up to gently grip your jaw making you look at him. His thrusts suddenly came back, harder. You yelp, eyes flying open to look at him. "When are you gonna give me what I want, pretty girl?" He growls again, this time rubbing the ball of the wand over your clit with a new profound passion. "You're gonna cum for me..." He rasped, shaking his head, slamming his cock into you harder. That thrust alone made tears spill from your eyes.

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! Mark-Mark-Mark!" You're mindlessly babbling, losing your fucking mind, chasing the orgasm that was right there, so close.

"Good fucking girl, taking my cock like I told you..." He sneered, his grip on your jaw tightening, along with your walls. "Look at me, Y/n- you're gonna cum for me, aren't you?" He chuckles leaning forward pressing his lips to yours biting and sucking at the bottom. He was getting mean almost impatient. He wanted-no- he needed you to cum from him, he needed to see that gorgeous face of yours at the brink of the most prettiest feeling in the world.

You nod so weakly, your hips bucking into his, to help him fuck you deeper. "Gon' cum..." You spat, eyes rolling back, before closing.

Mark slaps your face, not hard, but enough to snap you back to reality. "Look at me- don't you dare look away..." He demanded, his hips stopping, so deep in your cunt you whimpered from the pressure, but that did it. That slam, the vibrating, Mark's wild eyes and sexy command made you cum. Your walls squeezed him so tightly, your lips part and for a moment all you could was feel.

There it was, that fucking pathetic moan that drove Mark insane. "There it is! There you fucking go baby, so good giving me what I wanted!" Mark sounds insane with lust as he relishes in the feeling of your orgasm around him.

20 seconds-20 second of white hot pleasure and the vibrator clicked off, but Mark knows you better than you think. While you were struggling to breath correctly, Mark starts to fuck you again. There was something so delicious about being fucked right after an orgasm, the shaking, the whimpers, the spasms around his cock was heavenly.

This was the start of a rather long...long...night....

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Sometimes it starts with a thought, and that thought nags at my brain and then I have write it out, because if I don't, it'll consume me.

You had caught him for the 27th (t w e n t y s e v e n t h) time, with yet another pair of your used panties. This time, he was sprawled out on his bed, panties wrapped around his face, sniffing, crying, while jerking his cock off.

At first you weren't sure what you were looking at, it took your brain a moment to realize what he was doing and when you did your eyes went comically wide. Jaw dropped. Surprised.

Beomgyu, the little slut he was so lost in pleasure he didn't even realize you had walked in, so close to the brink. Fucking into his soaked hand, whimpering your name like a fucking prayer. The sound of the skin and whatever he was using as lube was obscene and hard to miss. The wet splattering sound actually sent shivers down your spine.

You stood there watching, the way his shirt was hiked up a little, exposing his stomach, the muscle bulging from his arm as he pumped himself, the way the mix of lube and his pre dripped from his fingers, it was hot- yet infuriating. But it was the devotion, the obsession that made your pussy ache. The idea of Beomgyu being so needy for you that he'd use whatever little piece of you he could find, that drove you absolutely fucking wild.

You watched for a few more seconds, before you decided to go, remind him why he was obsessed with you to begin with. When you reached his bed side, you snatched the panties right off his face. He froze immediately. Hand mid jerk, but his hips still lost in motion rutted up into his hand making him whine.

The panties slid down your finger, hanging there and Beomgyu went pale. "N-noona.." he stuttered liked an idiot. "W-where did you come from?" His eyes darted to the pair of black panties dangling so deliciously in your hand, it took all of his will power not to reach and grab them. He swallowed hard.

"Really, Gyu? Again?" You wrapped your fingers around the material, fisting them, disappointment mixing with dangerous arousal.

"I-i was just borrowing them! Swear! I was gonna give them ba-ck!" His voice cracked and it was the cutest thing you'd seen. His hand was still hugging his cock and you looked down his form. He wasn't even naked, his shirt was still on, his pants were just shoved down barely past his balls. He had leaked so much there was a wet spot on the hem of his boxers.

"Youre such a naughty boy..." You sighed, shaking your head looking down at Beomgyu. "Messy too! You made such a mess!"

Beomgyu's jaw hung open slightly as he looked down at the mess that was him. Hard cock still wrapped in his drenched hand, eyes red from crying, his boxers soaked & he was sweaty, but his eyes trailed back over to the panties in your hand and his head hit pillow and he let out a cute little whine, "Please noona, just let me finish...I'll be such a good boy for you..."

"I know you will..." Your grin was mischievous as you slowly pulled up your dress, pulling down your new panties and stepping out of them. Beomgyu's eyes followed every movement watching as the material slid down your legs, how your toes look when you lifted your legs to step out of them, and how the new red cotton material lied temptingly on the floor.

"N-noona..." The sound came out small, nervous almost and his cock throbbed painfully in his fist. He licked his lips, shifting slightly on the bed.

"On your knees, Bam..." You commanded as you took a seat on the bed, pulling your skirt up to bunch around your hips. At the sound of his nickname, he was on the floor in a matter of seconds, right between your legs, eye level with the same pussy he was just thinking about minutes ago. His wide brown eyes lifted towards yours, as he hesitantly reached out- but you caught his hand, planting it on the bed.

"Nuh huh!" You chastised, shaking your head. "No touching."

Beomgyu squeaked like you had personally offended him, but he didn't dare question you, his other hand still sticky from his mess, landed next to you and he nodded his head, compliantly.

You loved seeing Beomgyu like this, completely willing and at your mercy, eager to please and be praised. That's what he loved, being praised by you.

"You're still a good boy for me, right Bam? Even though you stole my panties again?" You teased, tilting your head, taking your time with him.

"Yes," he nodded frantically, "I'm still your good boy, please let me show you..." His eyes trialed down towards your exposed slick and he could almost taste the sweet nectar you were about to offer him.

You watched his face with keen interest, how his eyes darted around your folds, taking in every inch of your pretty pussy, the way his licked his lips, how his breathing got heavier as you made your hole wink at him, he was enchanted by the sticky clear liquid that was leaking down your crack. "Go on, Bam. Show me you can be useful and a good boy..."

Beomgyu couldn't believe you'd give him permission so soon, it told him you had to have been horny for him the way he was for you, usually your cruelty lasted a long longer. Typically, you'd make him sit there, rock hard cock, pussy on full display, watching as you pleasured yourself, all while he couldn't touch.

Beomgyu knew better than to take your kindness for granted so before you could change your mind his face was buried between your thighs. At first, he stopped to kiss lightly at your clit, whispering a little "thank you" to it, like it was sentient. The pecks turned into something more loving, and careful as he started making out with your pussy. He was making love to your folds with his mouth and tounge and boy did it make your toes curl.

He was trying to butter you up, make you forget about the panties he had stolen. Usually he was more messy, less controlled when it came to tasting you, but Beomgyu had tricks up his sleeve. He closed his eyes, letting out a dreamy sigh. "...your pussy tastes so pretty, Noona." Just then his eyes flashed open, locking with yours. He was giving you his best puppy eyes, full of awe and devotion and it made your clit tingle against his lips.

Your head lolled slightly, you fingers digging into his hands, breath hitching and body shaking slightly, "Fuck...Bam...." You breathed out, letting go of his hand to bring your finger up to you mouth to bite down on it. Beomgyu took that as a chance. His free hand, come up, pulling your pubic skin back just a little, as he shifted closer to you, wrapping his arm now around your waist and that's when the tempo change started. His kisses got a little rougher, his tounge stopping every now and then to flick against your clit, humming as he went back to kissing your pussy. Then it alternated back to rough full strokes from your hole, to the top of your clit and back down again. Until he was snarling into your pussy, eating you like man starved, all while thanking you in-between breaths.

That made you cum. Hard. So hard infact you forgot that you were supposed to be punishing him, he was good a avoiding trouble. Beomgyu hummed in approval, as he sucked the last shivers of your orgasm from your clit, his lips detaching with a little pop as he stared back up at you, looking at you, testing you to see if he was still in trouble.

After your orgasm had wrecked you, your head fell back onto his bed, you needed to take a minute to breath. Beomgyu, that cheeky little shit, used this opportunity to toss your panties that you had discarded on the floor, underneath his bed for later. He knew you'd be too fucked out to remember them later on.

Not only that, but he seized the opportunity to keep you sedated in a sense. Before you had time to fully recover, he was moving back between your legs, his own arousal set on the back burner for the time being. He stuck two fingers into his mouth before he quickly slid them into your still clenching hole.

"Ahh-ughn! Gyu!" You gasped your head snapping up to look at him, he still had that innocent little look on his face as he bit his lips. "Sorry...needed to keep making you feel good..." His fingers started thrusting in and out, curling at the right spot, making you grit your teeth slightly in pleasure. What a cute little fucker. He knew how to play you, like a pianist playing a beautifully tuned piano. You were supposed to be punishing him, but it seemed like Beomgyu wanted to make it up to you instead.

Your walls were sensitive from your last orgasm, pulsing around his fingers, sucking him in deeper, as he dragged them along your ribbed walls. "I've been thinking about this pussy all day..." His tounge darted out again to softy flick at your clit, making your walls squeeze around his fingers and he chuckled into your heat. "Does this feel good, baby?" He asked, his brown eyes snapping up to yours.

All you could do was nod, biting your bottom lip. He always felt good. "Want me to fuck you, Noona?" is voice was innocent, playful really, but still teasing- and he had you- right there. "I can make it better..."

Tricked.

Trapped.

And utterly underneath his control.

See, Choi Beomgyu knew, he knew how to work his girlfriend, how to make her forget about all of her problems (especially with him) and he grinned, wolfishly and boyishly. And the answer was his thick, long, hard cock.

Standing up, his fingers still fucking you, he pushed your legs open wider & pushed you up on the bed little more, giving himself space. You felt the bed dip down and he got in position. His cock was still hard and aching to feel real relase, but he took his time, pulling his fingers out of your drenched hole, running his finger pads over your clit again, pinching, watching your lip quiver.

He took his sweet ass time, rubbing the tip of his cock up and down your slit, marveling as the two sticky fluids of yours mixed before he slowly pushed his cock in, inch by long inch. Until, he was fully sheathed inside you- he let out a low whistle, smirking as you seized underneath him, the pressure of his cock always managed to take your breath away.

"Gyu~" you sighed while he took your legs into his hands, using them as handle bars to help fuck into you. Slow, long and hard. Each push and pull had you trembling. Beomgyu did this on purpose, that sly fuck- he knew how to ruin you beyond coherency.

"You look so pretty taking me like this- especially when you're supposed to be mad at me, noona...." His cock slammed into you harder, making you cry right out. Cocky little shit- actually there was nothing little about Choi Beomgyu. Your hand came up to cover your mouth, you hadn't the slightest clue if the other boys were around.

Another rough thrust had you twisting in pleasure, almost like you were trying to run, but Beomgyu didn't let you. Oh no, he pushed your legs back resting his hands on the back of your thighs, keeping you nice and spread. He absolutely loved watching your pussy gliding over his dick with your sweet juices coating him making it all pretty and shiny. Marking his cock as yours & your pussy as his "That's it! Take it, Noona...take Bamgyu's cock..." He encouraged with a filthy whisper and a slick chuckle. "My cock always does this to you...- always makes you lose your mind & forget all your problems- are you still mad at me?" He asked, a whine in his voice as he looked down at your gorgeous pleasure stricken face. He wanted your praise, your approval and he wasn't going to stop until he got it. "Are you still mad at Bamgyu?" He growled again this time picking up speed, grunting slightly with each poke. Gosh, he loved how much you struggled to answer him, it made him smirk in triumph.

You shook your head, no, rapidly, back arching, body curling into his touch, hands shaking, not able to find a place to anchor too and you nearly lost it when his thumb started rubbing over your clit.

You couldn't possibly be mad if he was making you feel so good.

Then, Beomgyu stopped- murmuring to himself about how his girlfriend is such a silly slut for him and how she can't even stay mad properly, chuckling a he started rolling his hips into yours, his thumb still rubbing your clit in haunting circles. He started reaching deep.

"Gyu!" You warned, your second orgasm approaching.

"Shhhh, Noona...I know..." He hummed, his grin as haunting as his thumb strokes. "You're gonna cum on Bamgyu's big cock...cum for him- let him fuck that stress right out of you..."

And did he.

Your walls clenched as the hot sensation grew boiling over and Beomgyu didn't dare stop. His hips still rolling, thumb still caressing and his grin turned smug. He felt in awe as your walls pushed him out, the resistance was delicious, but it wasnt enough to keep him out. Your mouth hung open but with no real sound coming out only little gurgles of ecstasy- Beomgyu knew he had won.

Now, it was Gyu's turn to be selfish, suddenly, his hand pressed down on your tummy, locking you in place as his thrusts turned mean, now it was his right to get the pleasure he was so desperately seeking when you rudely interrupted.

There was only grunts and groans as he fucked into you, chasing his own high that crashed over him a few short moments later. His fingers dug into your skin as he pumped himself right into you, his teeth gritting as he finally came to a slowly stop.

"Fuck, baby!" You exclaimed looking up at him as he flopped forward, cock still buried inside you, his head on you shoulder as his arm's wrapped around your body, holding you there.

Though you couldn't see, he had a smug grin on his face, he had successfully avoided punishment and even more so, he had snatched your panties again.

He won.

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His hand were bound behind his back, as he stood on his knees on front of you, tears of frustration running down his face. His cries muffled by the strategically placed panties in his mouth.

You had to keep him quiet, the rest of his members were close by. A week long getaway to a campsite, all of NCT was there. All 4 subunits gathered into 4 cabins. Mark was bunking with Dream.

You two were playing your most favorite and Mark's most dreaded game: find the hole.

Currently, Mark was frantically trying to use his hip muscles to align himself with your hole, while you watched with a twisted amusement, holding your legs back wide and open for him, eyes locked on his pretty tear stricken face. He was shaking, "Pw-wease..." He sobbed- which was broken beautifully by the panties in his mouth. He lurched forward moving to fast, as the tip of his cock hit your clit. Instead of sliding downward towards your hole, it moved up, forcing the rest of his cock to slide over your clit, making you giggle at his misfortune. Mark let out a long and annoyed groan, that came from the deepest part of his throat.

"Awe, Markie, you almost got it!" You teased mercilessly, using your feet to push him back at little. His eyes glanced up at you there was a hint of nervousness behind them before he closed them pushing fresh tears down his red puffy cheeks. He sniffled once while he tried so desperately to break out of his confines but it was to no avail.

Mark gasped as he moved forward again, this time slower, slightly more calculated with his chest rising and falling with determined breaths. As he neared your entrance, he held his breath again, shifting downward slightly, finally, fucking finally managing to catch your hole and with a sigh of great relief he pushed in.

The sound of triumph left his mouth as his eyes closed, sinking into your heat before you could stop him.

The warmth of you engulfed him and he nearly busted right then and there. An approving grunt fell from your lips as you wrapped your legs around him, pulling him in deep gasping at the sudden feeling of being full.

"C-can Markie... m-move n-now?" He pleaded not daring to move a single inch without your permission, though he was having trouble staying still. His body swayed slightly, you could see his body shaking, with barely contained restraint. Your grin widend as you untangled your legs from around his waist. "Go on..."

"...M-markie...do g-good?" He stuttered pathetically around the panties, hopeful. He was drunk on lustful frustration, teased evilly, cock head twitching on your cervix, barely able to focus on anything other than your pretty face and the slick of your walls.

Mark was long sense gone, he was swimming in his puppy like sub space- after being teased to hell and back tied up and abused, he simply wanted to please you. Your eyes met his with a smug grin. "Good enough...." The praise was half-hearted all for Mark's benefit. He just wanted to please you but he wanted to earn it. He blinked once, the twice before he slowly nodded his head.

Mark took a shakey inhale, he had worked so hard for this, the prize, the feeling of you engulfing his cock. He knew in the position he was in that if he moved too fast or got to eager he'd slip out and start from square one all over again.

You, on the other hand, weren't having it. You reached for the flogger that was laying on the bed next to you, "You're lacking motivation..." You sighed shaking your head, feigning disappointment. Mark's eyes went wide when he noticed the item in you hand, his head shaking frantically. "N-no! N-no! I-please..." He cried, muffled through the panties. " 'm- sorry-I-...go faster..." He spat out pathetically, nodding his head with determination.

Mark whinned, he was overly cautious. Too scared to actually fuck you. Too selfish to move faster- not willing to lose the feeling of you around him. He inched out slowly, pushing back in even slower. He let out low moans as he felt your walls flutter around him. The panties still stuffed in his mouth, had him drooling down his chin, though his teeth clamped around the soft fabric.

"N-no! No Jaemin! I do good! P-promise!" He yelped thrusting his cock into you harder, making your toes curl just enough. The very thought of anyone else giving you pleasure, even through him, made his stomach ache. He wanted to be the one to make you cum, make you proud of him- be yours.

"Pathetic Markie, you can you even go faster?" You cackled, cracking the flog across his ass, making him flinch, but moan out in pleasure.

Mark was a slut for this, being used and abused simply for your pleasure. "Maybe I should call Jaemin in here? Make him fuck you while you fuck me? Maybe that will make you worth my while?" You sneered, titling your head, degrading him for all he was worth, running the flogger down his chest before cracking it again against him. The burn stung, but it only make Mark want to please you more.

"That's better Markie..." You praised, cracking the whip against his abs, making him cry out once again in mixed pained pleasure. Mark was having a hard time staying up on his knees, his head fell forward leaning on your shoulder, crying, sniffling and apologizing for being a pathetic.

"Do you want me to take the rope-off?" You teased, leaning forward to grab his chin, pulling the panties from his mouth. He was trembling still but he frantically nodded his head. "Please, please...need to make you feel good!"

You had Mark Lee right where you wanted him- gone, wrecked completely fucking broken. Slowly, you reached forward pulling at the rope you had used to bound Mark's hands behind his back, pulling at the knot freeing his wrists- but the very moment his hand were free, something feral snapped in Mark. His hands immediately found your waist, pulling you down closer, his thrusts never faultering as his fingers dug into your skin, fucking into with a renewed vigor.

Though, still crying.

So, pathetic, so perfect- so your Mark.

"I do good- I'm your good boy." Mark gasped in-between thrusts feeding on your pleasure like it was giving him all the life he needed. Your moans only encouraged him to fuck you hard, he was there to prove himself. He didn't care as he slammed into you.

"Sorry. Sorry. Sorry." He muttered, lip quivering as he felt that familiar pulling and tightening of his sack. He was going to blow his load. He had been so wound up that the moment he was free, all his logic went straight to his cock.

"Don't you fucking dare, Mark Lee!" You scolded him, wrapping your legs around his waist, stopping him from moving, but that plan immediately backfired as he took your legs and forced them back, with a strength you forget he possessed. The look in his eye was crazed. He just wanted to please you. You had created this feral little puppy and now you had to deal with the pleasurable consequences.

He stared snapping his hips into yours again, pressing your legs behind your ear, rising to his feet. "Need you to cum for me pretty, please, please cum for Markie." He pleaded with a strained growl.

He had your back arching, eyes fluttering and your mouth stuck on stupid as he rutted so deep inside of you.

"P-please-uhgn- cum for me..." He wheezed, the ache in his balls became unbearable as he fought so hard to keep his orgasm back. But, when a little gasp forced your head back into the pillow, he couldn't help it. Your face, the pleasure painted across it made him cum, deep inside you. Coating your walls in his essence. Mark just whimpered, tears of frustration still rolling down his cheeks as he realized he didn't get you off.

In Mark's hazy submissive mind, he wasn't a good boy anymore, just a useless untrained fuck toy...he still needed to prove he could be a good boy...

But, one thing was for certain, he was your's.

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So, um, yeah....