#;changbin

changbin's folded completely in half, his legs pushed so far back his knees press into the mattress on either side of his head. he's flexible from years of dance practices but you're sure he'll feel the burn tomorrow.

"you can take it," you grunt, driving your strap deeper with a wet squelch. it sinks in without resistance, his rim puffy and loose from his previous orgasms. "that's it, pretty boy."

his answer is a broken whine, high-pitched and desperate. his cock twitches against his stomach and leaks pathetically. precum pools in the dips and folds of his tummy, cock jumping every time your strap hits that spot that makes him see stars.

"f-hnng, hh —"

"what's wrong, bunny?"

drool slips down changbin's chin, his eyes hazy and unfocused. seeing him like this, unable to form a coherent thought, makes your core clench. you grip his pecs and squeeze, kneading the soft muscle. he keens as his oversensitive nipples brush against your palms.

"such a pretty thing," you coo, leaning down to mouth at his chest. "you'd look so gorgeous all swollen... round and full with my cum."

changbin sobs. his cock twitches, another bead of precum oozing from the tip. he's already so empty but the thought of you breeding him — filling him up until it takes — has him clenching around your strap.

"want it," he slurs, "please, wan' — ahh - wanna be yours, breed me, please —"

you push his legs down even further and pick up your pace. wet, filthy sounds bounce off the walls. "yeah? is that what you really want? want me to knock you up? keep you stuffed until you're dripping?"

he nods frantically, tears streaming down his flushed cheeks. his cock pulses, on the edge of cumming dry, and you know it must hurt. he bites his lip to stop himself from making a sound, but you shake your head.

"let me hear how badly you need it, pretty boy."

there's no stopping him now. changbin wails, and you squeeze his pecs one more time as his orgasm crashes over him, nothing but a weak twitch and a pathetic dribble of cum. he's never looked more wrecked — skin flushed and sweaty, his damp hair sticking to his forehead and his eyes rolling into the back of his head. shameless sounds spill from his lips as you fuck him through it, hole clenching so hard around your strap you're sure you can feel it, already begging for more.

i'd like to think the same although i don't see everyone being into getting rimmed as much... but the ones i think would enjoy it the most are:

maybe surprising to some but i'd put minho first. not because he's the most likely to let you but it'd be an accidental discovery he turns out to be really into. he's either shameless or shy about it and he makes the prettiest, softest noises while you keep his legs spread. folding those pretty thighs open. his ears get so red too <33 and if he's in a more dominant mood he might order you to suck his balls and rim him until your jaw aches

hyunjin: face down, ass up. clawing at the sheets. biting his pillow so he doesn't cry too loud. secretly hoping you'll fuck a couple fingers into him while you're at it (all spit, no lube; he likes it when it stings a little). the type to twist his cock until it hurts while you fuck your tongue into his sensitive hole. goes crazy if you spit on it

jisung letting his freak flag fly and liking ass in all positions... he always insists on trying 69 but the sensations are too overwhelming, so he ends up riding your face instead. arches prettily while he grinds down, unable to keep his hands off your tits in front of him. he cums all over your chest (a lot) just from you licking and sucking on every inch of skin you can reach

IM NOT OK

WAIT FUCK NIPPLE PIERCINGS ??? I’m all over the place rn

cw. possessive bf!changbin <33 wc. 570 minors dni.

“why’re you so quiet, baby? am i not fucking you right?”

changbin presses your knees closer to your chest and you stifle a moan when the new angle causes his cock to drive impossibly deeper. 

“or do you wish i was hyunjin instead?”

at least you have the decency to look flustered. you shake your head, tears forming at the outer edges of your lash line. hyunjin’s flirty remarks are long forgotten—his pretty face is the last thing on your mind while your boyfriend’s thick girth splits you open. changbin’s now moving at such an unrelenting pace it’s impossible to remain quiet. and the rougher he gets, the wetter you become; the slick sounds of skin against skin too loud to be contained by the small bedroom. 

distant voices drift through the walls and you squirm in embarrassment at the realization it won’t take long before everyone in the house knows what the two of you are doing. 

- 🦦

cw. oral (m rec), dubcon-ish for chan's part wc. 790 minors dni.

he’d rushed backstage, shimmying out of his stagewear and washing up quickly, ignoring the notifications blowing up his phone. he’ll deal with the repercussions later. 

changbin knows you’re not supposed to be here. it’s too risky; the walls are thin and the doors don’t lock. anyone could walk in on the two of you. 

his thoughts float to the idea of fucking you on stage in front of thousands of people. show them how well you take his cock and how good he makes you feel. the blinding stage lights. the cheers. your face twisted in pleasure as all you can see and hear and feel is him. 

you’re such an eager little thing, desirous fists tugging down his pants to leave him standing in his boxers. he’s already hard and leaking for you. has been since the moment he’d dragged you into the small room. 

changbin feels like he’s burning up from the inside, post-concert adrenaline still coursing through his veins. 

“just like that, baby,” he cups your cheek when you trace the outline of his cock with your tongue. “put that pretty mouth of yours to good use.”