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💋contains: xdz x fem!reader, not proofread, munching, fingering, p in v, hitting it raw (stay safe yall) squirting, bits of sensory deprivation, petnames, dirty talking, spitting, sextoy, bite marks and hickeys yadiyadiyada,…

💋notes: week 4 and 5 of uni is killing me but here’s a little XDZ hcs(?) because they are so cool and sexy and i would like permission to bounce on gunil- anyways!! i tried to switch between oral, handjobs and p in v sex for each of the members according to what scenario i think suits them most lmao, enjoy!! (why is it that everytime i write sth it becomes the worst thing ive ever made) (in a good way and bad way)

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🍒 gunil:

gunil eats you out in a way thats painfully pleasurable. he takes his time, slow and sensual is what he likes. he got each of his hands grabbing and kneading your thighs while his tongue works its way around your clit, ocassionally darting inside your hole. usually you would be able to put up with his painful speed but you were just so needy today that every move he makes, every lick, every kiss he places on your cunt makes you feel like you’re about to explode. gunil seems to be oblivious about it though, his head still between your thighs, so focused on eating his favorite pussy that he doesn’t seem to notice your morphed expressions, or the cries that echoing in your bedroom. his thumbs circling your inner thighs while he sucks at your clit and before you know it, you were gasping for air with your eyes rolled to the back of your head, squirming in his hold. your juices squirted all over your boyfriend’s face, who pulled back and froze for a few seconds while you continue moaning out strings of whimpers as you get down from your high. “baby…your just squirted all over me…” you hear him said, your eyes still closed shut. “i know, fuck…i’m sorry i couldn’t hold it in i’m just a little sensitive today…” you sighs out, apologizing to him. silence took over the room for a few seconds until you hear rustlings and a dip on the mattress. you open your eyes to see gunil rushing the remaining clothes on his body and hurriedly positioned himself between your legs. “shit, that was so fucking hot. you’re so fucking hot. im gonna fuck you right now okay? and you’re gonna do that again for me, yeah?”

🍒 jungsu:

jungsu’s smirk would not come down when your pussy is sucking his fingers after you told him that you wanted him to play with you like how he does with his keyboard. watching his fingers skillfully grazing the keys with sweats rolling down his forehead on stage made you so needy that as soon as you two enter the car that night, you were all over him, kissing and begging him to fuck you. and who is jungsu to deny his girl’s pleasure. so now you’re in the backseat, back arching and hands grabbing onto his biceps while he thrusts his digits inside you nonstop. “am i making you feel good, hmm? is this what you wanted? i bet you were throbbing in your seat watching me earlier huh?” jungsu said with a smug attitude. he’s usally not that vocal during sex but seeing you melt like putty under his touch was like a shot of dopamine to him. you struggle to answer him, instead you just moans out random words that jungsu couldn’t make out except his name. “fuck, answer me pretty. look at me, look who’s making you feel this good.” his pupils all diluted, cheeks flushed while working his hand between your legs. he looks so dreamy and so lewd at the same time, you can feel yourself climaxing just by looking at him. “feel s’good jungsu…i- hmm m’close…” jungsu chuckles at your answer. “look at me when you cum. you’re only gonna cum for me, yeah? my little horny slut.” he says while rubbing his thumb on your clit, fingers inside meeting that spongy spot. all the sudden, your vision turns white, you feel your belly tighten and your body lighter. you had no idea what was going on until you come back to consciousness again. jungsu’s still between your legs, his face wears an expression that you couldn’t read, his half-buttoned shirt was all wet at his stomach with something. jungsu lowers himself down to grab your neck, sucking onto your sensitive skin for a while until you feel his lips ghosting your ear. “squirted all over me” he say as he tightens his grip around your neck. “guess i’ll have to fuck all that horniness out of you now, huh?”

🍒 seungmin:

seungmin’s been going to the gym more often lately, resulting im his stamina and libido increasing more than ever. his favourite post-workout activity when he’s in that gym rush is to manhandle you into whatever position he wanted and drills himself into your cunt. today was no different, seungmin comes home sweaty and high on energy. he flips you onto your back and crash his lips onto yours, all while shoving his sweatpants down and pushing your sleep dress up. when he pushed into you, you couldn’t help but moan and he took that chance to push his tongue into your mouth, violating it. you run your hand up his chest, wanting to feel him but seungmin took both your wrists and pin it above your head. you mewl at the sudden roughness. “stay still, i’m the one in charge today.” he says then continues to glue his lips onto every parts of your neck, shoulders, chest while still thrusting into you at an animalistic speed. “nghh…what’s gotten into y-you today?” you asks, annoyed that you can’t run your hand through his hair or along his chest like usual. “i want you to cum without touching me.” his serious tone made your cunt hugs his dick a little tighter. both of you sighed at the feeling. “w-why…i love touching you…” you bargained. “fuck, listen to me or don’t even think about cumming, do i have to fuck your mouth shut?” he snaps back, fucking you even hard and faster. your wrist starts to hurt at his tight grip, while you feel your orgasm approaching at his vulgar words. your whimpers get louder when he push your stomach down while thrusting inside, making you both feel the way he’s carving inside you. “m’gonna cum…y-you’re so big min…” your breath starts to become uneven as he repeatedly hit your sweet spot. “come around me princess, then i’ll let you touch me. let me see your cum around my cock.” seungmin’s going crazy at your pussy, like you were the only woman in the world and you two have to make a new population to save the world. chants of profanity leave both of your lips when you squirt all over him and yourself. you felt like you were going to heaven or reached nirvana with the way seungmin’s fucking you right now. “attagirl, all this for me. let daddy fuck you stupid tonight.”

🍒 jiseok:

jiseok loves eating you out. it gets to a point where you’re begging him to stop because you’re so overstimulated. but that little shit just look at you with sparkly eyes and say “just a little more, pretty please?”. and well, you fell in love with those eyes in the first place so here you are, close to your orgasm for the 3rd time. opposite to jiseok who’s happily lapping at your clit, you’re crying from the overwhelming pleasure, fingers gripping his hair. everytime you try to close your leg, he just force them open and hums at your cunt like you’re interrupting his meal (which you are). every lick of his tongue sends shivers down your spine, pulling out lewd sound from your swollen lips. your throat starts to hurt from crying and moaning for the past 30 minutes. it takes no time for your 3rd orgasm to come again with the way he’s devouring your cunt like he’s a hungry man. your grip on his hair tighten, making him moans with his tongue darting at your hole. the vibration takes you to your high and you feel your belly twist before your release. but this time was different. jiseok has been toturing you for so long, your body is sensitive to a level you’ve never experienced before. when you cum, it was like a balloon busting from too much air. you can see fireworks behind your eyelids. all while that was happening, jiseok gets to experience probably the best moment of his life: you squirting all over his face. when you open your eyes to look at him, he looks like he just won the lottery. his eyes closed while he whimpers at the sight of your wet cunt. jiseok licks his lips to taste your juices while placing his head on one of your thighs, eyes looking up at you like an innocent child, like he didn’t make you cum violently just now. “we should do this more often.”

🍒 hyeongjun:

honestly so obsessed with the “play me like one of your instruments” trope. hyeongjun got pretty hands with long skinny rough fingers from playing guitar and he sure does put them into good use in the bedroom. he has you lying on his lap while he’s pumping his fingers in and out your pussy. his tattoed digits disappearing between your folds. his thumb playing with your sensitive bundle. and if he’s feeling generous he would use his mouth to suck at it. today was one of those days. hyeongjun’s hand kneading at your breast while the other one work its way between your thighs. he spits at your cunt before kissing, licking and sucking it all at once. usually, he can get you to cum pretty easily with just his fingers so when his mouth comes in to play, you’re met with tremendous pleasure. it’s the way he’s so quiet and nonchalant about how he’s driving you crazy, it’s how he’s able to turn you into putty under him. “feels good?” he asks, while his mouth still on your pussy, making you whimpers out a bunch of yes’s. you can feel his smirk on your skin as he proceeds to curl his digits inside you, knowing that’s how to rip your orgasm out of you. in addition, the suction on your bundle becomes rougher, his tongue licking at it in between. that’s when you feel yourself cumming, squirting all over his face, on his curly locks. hyeongjun pulls his fingers away from your heat, making you sighs at the empty feeling. “open.” he says, tapping your cheek with his other hand. you obliged and open your mouth, tongues hanging out between your lips. hyeongjun presses his fingers, dripping in your juices, on your tongue. “suck.” you do as you’re told while he watches attentively, his gaze glued on you like you’re the most beautiful thing on earth when your sucking on his fingers. he smiles at the sight. “that’s my good girl.”

🍒 jooyeon:

you know your boyfriend is nuts. that’s how his friends describe him. but they don’t know that he’s even crazier in bed. he’s a freak, the freakiest you’ve ever seen. it’s not like he has some weird kinks or anything. it’s just the way he acts. he teases you until you cry while he chuckles, he makes sure you can’t think of anything else but him. in your head, there’s only jooyeon jooyeon jooyeon. he loves using toys on you too, just to overwhelm you with his love and lust. he can be fucking you like usual and then boom, he’s pushing a vibrator on your clit. without even opening your eyes, you can see that smirk he has on his face right now as he looks at your lewd expressions. you can try begging him to go easy on you as you already came before but he won’t be bothered to listen. “don’t care baby, i’ll do whatever i want to my pretty pussy.” your pussy aren’t even yours anymore. he keeps thrusting into you, groaning out in sycn with your moans at the vibrating feeling. his thrust deep and urgent as he feels his own high approaching. “shit…come for me princess.” he rubs the vibrator at your clit, gaining louder and more desperate moans from you. finally, when you let out a choked strings of whimpers, your hole sucking his cock in tightly, jooyeon drools at the sight of you squirting all over his lower abdomen. his rhythm became faster then sloppier as he cums inside you, the image of you squirting playing over and over in his head. after one last thrust, jooyeon collapses on your body, heavy breathing at your ears while you’re chest to chest. “fuck, i love you so fucking much”

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(but it would be nothing without a woman)

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pairing: anton x fem reader

tags: angst (ish?), sequel, fratboy!anton, yearning, tw!drug, it’s all a con job, y/n is kinda goated idk, kinda open ending i dont really know how to write smut

author’s note: holy shit its been a like a decade. sorry yall i was busy being brutally murdered by uni. my writings has gotten worse but hey i finished it and i tried my best yay!! enjoy!!

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the weekend went by like a fever dream, you’re back at the lecture hall again. the lights have been stripped from your eyes since you struggle to get even 4 hours of sleep in every night. that scene of Anton and the girl keeps replaying in your head every chance it gets and you can’t help but wonder were you so naive to think he would change for you?

Anton didn’t go to class today, like you’d care. you lazily grab you bag and move along the quiet halls. usually you would have gone home right after class but you felt like you were gonna die if you lock yourself in those 4 walls again so instead you chose to go touch some grass. literally, cause you’re sitting under a random tree with your walkman on your laps. it’s such a cliche but you love the gift you got from you friends back home, you can listen to all the cds you’ve collected with it.

dozing off to the sound of tears for fears, you feel warmth next to you, like someone had sat down next to you. you open your eyes and turn to your left to see the face you hated the most in the world at this moment.

“care to share what you’re listening to?” Anton said, with that same old playful calm voice of his, like he didn’t break your heart less than 72 hours ago.

you didn’t even wanna waste a breath on him, so you grab your stuff and left. Anton tails behind.

“wait! what the…hey! y/n!”

“what now, asshole?” you spat at him.

anton froze at your words. his lips struggle to form words.

“oh so NOW you’re gonna say nothing? you had a lot to say the other night, no? you and your little girlfriend? or should i say, girlfriendS?”

“w- calm down. let m..”

“CALM DOWN? FUCK YOU ANTON! YOU CAN GO BACK TO YOUR FUCKING FUCK BOY LIFE WITH WHOEVER YOU WANT BUT THAT WON’T BE ME!”

you were about to leave campus after spilling all your pended feelings out. you can feel the tears swelling up im your eyes and your heart feels like it just skipped a beat.

“fuck” Anton only grunts before he takes your arm and drags you somewhere.

now, you’d never imagine being stuck im a storage room with some frat guy you hate to your guts but here you are. he managed to shove you in here after you struggle to put up a fight agaisnt his strength.

“oh so youre kidnapping me now?” you cross your arm across your chest, raising an eyebrow.

“wouldn’t need to if you had just LISTEN to me in the first place” enunciating every word, Anton walk closer to you, trapping you between his body and the wall behind you.

the air is tense, quiet, only your heartbeats and irregular breathing rings in your ears.

“right, right. okay then, explain. tell me how i accidentally walked in to see you blowing some bitch’s back at the party YOU invited me to?” you look up to him, with no emotions on your face but Anton can see right through the fear in your eyes. is it because you’re scared of him right now? or are you scared that the answer would break you.

Anton stares into your eyes for a while and dropped his head. he sighs out a hot breath on your neck.

“listen…” he struggles to speak, his voice shaking just a little. that made you pulled back a little. did you actually misunderstand everything (even though you saw it with your own eyes) ?

“y/n…” he lowers himself so your eyes can match, “do you trust me?” his eyes already starting to swell with tears, eyebrows furrowed.

and for a moment your belly twists. you’re not sure what are you feeling, is it pitty or is it the fact that he looks so pretty all vunerable and weak like this? you stay quiet.

not receiving an answer, Anton blinks his teary eyes and continue.

“i really wanted to see you at that party, i did. i don’t know how it started but by the time i could have a grasp of reality again, i was already in bed with that…whoever the fuck that was.”

“your point is?” you ask impatiently.

“i confronted her, ask wonbin or sungchan they were all there when i screamed at her. she drugged me y/n, just to brag to her friends she fucked me. i was drugged y/n or in no fucking world i would ever do that to you. especially you…I’ve never needed somebody so much, and it’s not just lust. I know I have a bad reputation but at the end of the day i’m just a man. i can love a woman too…” his head dropped to your shoulders by the end of his sentence. Anton is crying, for you.

you’re unsure how to react. you really did misunderstand him, huh? a few tears and he got you around his finger again, “i’m just a man” and he gets away with breaking your heart? you won’t let that happen. you were hurt and you’re gonna get the compensation you deserve. you don’t care if that story he told is true, all you know is that he shows you he needs you. if not, you’re just wasting your time in this storage room.

“Ant,” you lift his head.

“yes?” he whispers.

“get down on your knees.”

Anton freezes, he’s confused. but you don’t look like you just mispoke so he did what you told him to.

“prove it.” your voice is cold and exact, not alot of words needed to get your point across.

“what..?” he runs his hands up your legs. you’re not sure if he’s really confused or does he just want to hear you say it.

“i want to see you need me. make me feel good and maybe i’ll let you back in my life.” you grab a handful of his hair to make him face you. Anton hisses at the pain, lip bitten between his teeth.

his hands starts to go higher on your thighs. he places in cheek on one of them and gently kisses it. his eyes yearnful and his voice trembling from his longing to be with you, or for now, be inside you.

“mama, i’ll make you feel so good. i’ll be your good boy mama…”

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a blonde woman sitting on her bed, picks up her ringing phone.

“oh hey, how did it go?”

“thanks for the work. i just sent you the money.” a female voice respons on the phone.

“cool. thanks for agreeing to trade with me. he really liked it.”

“tell your boyfriend to lock in bitch, he lasted like 5 fucking minutes.”

“hey, not our fault binnie couldn’t handle the power pussy.”

she hangs up and go back to making out with the black haired man beside her, the same man that saw you at the party and saw anton’s breakdown that same morning.

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🎐contains: streamer!eunseok x fem!reader, eunseok is kinda loser and super kinda a freak, semi-public oral (m rec), hair pulling, choking, biting, breeding kink (just a little), belly bulge, degradation, petnames, mentions of cumming inside, not proofread

🎐wc: 2,1k

i’m already drained first week of uni but who doesnt love a CS boyfriend rearranging your insides delusion when it comes to eunseok with glasses 🤪🤪this might be the worst thing ive written im so sorry😭😭 NOT PROOFREAD so do lmk if u want to fix anything fr!!!!

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Removing your glasses and pinching your nose bridge, you check the time on your phone: 11:30pm. You’re trying to memorise this damn presentation for the idea pitching session tomorrow and it’s draining you. The letters are starting to look like weird shapes and nonsense. “You know what? Fuck that, I’ll just wing it”, you tell yourself and get up from your desk.

As you walk to the kitchen to get some milk, something you always have before bed, you take a peak inside your boyfriend’s work office through the slightly opened door. The computer’s screen lights up the sharp features of his, his glasses sliding down his nose bridge. Despite looking like the coldest guy you will ever see on campus, Eunseok was truly a loser — in a good way. He was a computer science major, a weeb, and a streamer. Eunseok streams once or twice every week when he’s done with whatever work he had from his main job as the IT guy at some big company. He was what they called a Vtuber, never showing his face but hiding behind an animated character while playing games and talking to people. He's been doing well lately with his little hobby, he told you. People really liked his awkward humor and his annotations of the comics he read or the animes he’s been watching. you doubt it, probably 70% of them were girls thirsting over his voice, you don’t blame them though, and you’re not knowledgeable enough to judge if his anime talks were actually good to the remaining 30%.

You pour your milk into a glass and decide to pay your boyfriend a little visit. You knock on the door lightly and crack it open.

“Hold on guys, give me a sec.” Eunseok tells the viewers and mutes his mic, “hi pretty, am i too loud? "I'm sorry if I woke you up…”

You shake your head and walk towards him. Eunseok was a bit taken aback but his arm still reached out to hold your waist, looking up at your face with the most concerning eyes.

“We have a crowd today so I might finish a bit late. I'll join you in bed later, hmm?” he asks

“Can I stay and watch for a little? I won't be a distraction. "You smile down at him and he nods, “of course, go sit next to the machamp plushie if you don’t mind.” And you did.

“Sorry guys, I'm back, I had a visitor.”

And he starts talking with his viewers again while you lay back and sip your milk.

“So yeah, I think that scene’s pretty cool…Let’s see…What do you think about the scene where they had- Umm…Uh…Anyways…” Eunseok stutters a little after reading one of the comments about some sensual scene in a new movie and it made you giggle a little. That only makes him more shy than he was already, you can see his cheeks slowly turn pink as he tries to look for other comments.

“G-guys…Haha let’s not talk about that scene, there might be students in the stream…” He tries to laugh it off knowing damn well there’s atmost one 15 year-old in his stream due to the age restriction policies. The chat starts to change the topic after Eunseok miserably tried to not talk about sex at the age of 24. They’re curious about his love life, curious on why he was so shy talking about the sensual subject as a grown man.

user202125: lmao are you still a virgin?

yurisdoom: Seokie do you have a girlfriend

euneunah: he’s too cute to not have one, wouldnt mind if he doesnt tho ><

xX_scarylarry_Xx: @/yurisdoom the question should be if he has ever had one LOL

The chat starts bursting with comments about Eunseok’s relationship status, if he’s single, a virgin or what. You had a good time watching them popping up non-stop on the screen while your boyfriend freezes in place, not knowing what to do. Until one catches your eyes:

gojosotherhalf: did you guys hear the giggles in the background just a few minutes ago? sounded like a girl

Both of you and the chat freeze for a moment, and they start going crazy again: “girlfriend reveal????” “you’re not single??:(((((”, “LET US MEET HER!!”,…

Eunseok looks back at you with fear in his eyes. He looks like a deer in headlights. You felt bad for him, you do since this was basically your fault. But then an idea popped in your head.

You pretend to drink the last bit of milk in the glass, intentionally pour some of it on yourself. Milk dripping on the corner of your mouth, soaking through the shirt you were wearing, well — his shirt that you borrowed. “Oops” you said, then bit your lower lip.

Eunseok felt like he was about to explode. You’ve given him head before, at the start of your relationship. Eunseok was too shy to admit how much he wanted you, and scared too that he would cross a line that was clearly not there for you. So you gave him a little welcoming gift to let him know that whatever he wanted, he just had to tell you because you wanted it too. That time, he came loads in your mouth, cum spilling out of your aching lips just like the milk spilled over you right now. Eunseok’s dick’s getting hard in his pants while he gets flashbacks of that night. You can hear the whimpers trapped inside his throat as he tries not to let them out and expose himself.

“Baby, can you do something for me..?” You got on your knees next to him, resting your head on one of his thighs. Eunseok nods, eyes strained with nervousness.

“Can you continue your stream while I get a little bedtime treat?” If he wasn’t red then, he surely is now. His eyes widen when you start palming and place kisses on his bulge through his sweatpants.

“Can you do that? And don’t let them know, we wouldn’t want to scare your fangirls away.” You continue as you start tucking on his waistband.

Eunseok just nods and turns his face to the screen again, praying to god that he’s strong enough to not moan into the mic as soon as he opens his mouth.

“O-okay guys…We uhh, we should move on to the next episode y-yeah? Hngh-”

Eunseok covers his mouth instantly. He curses under his breath when he feels your tongue licking his tip. You put on a smirk before diving into his cock, lips wrapping his length while your hands feel up his thighs.

This is Eunseok’s worst nightmare, and simultaneously his best. He never told you this but, not only does he have a thing for you (of course), he’s always dreamed of fucking you in some kind of semi-public scenario. The hentais he’s seen where they would almost get caught gets him all worked up with you on his mind. You have no idea what he wants to do with you, to you. Hell, even he himself doesn’t know what he’s able to do with you.

Eunseok slips his hand into your hair, pulling it lightly making you whimper around his cock. The vibration sends him into a spiral, his dick getting harder in your wer mouth.

“Hmm… Guys, last round of questions before we- fuck” he whispers, “before we end this tonight.” Your boyfriend can’t help but react when he looks down to see you in such a lewd state, pupils blown like you’re cock drunk, his precum on your lips, your back’s arched and one of your hands has sneaked down to your panties. Seeing your pleasure yourself while pleasuring him snapped something in him.

He pulled your head away all of the sudden, his dick springs up, hitting his stomach through his t-shirt. You were surprised at the sudden action, a little rough you might say. You were close to climaxing around your fingers when he grabbed your hair and yanked your head back, causing you to look up at him. There’s something in his eyes that’s different from the ever loving eyes you’d see every day. Something darker.

He cups your face with one hand, rubbing your sore cheeks. After a few seconds, he speaks into his mic.

“Okay. One, I’m not a virgin. Two, I do have a girlfriend. Three, you will not see her until I let you. Have a goodnight.” He ends the stream abruptly and pulls you up to face him while he brings his face closer.

“You like playing with yourself like that? Risking others hearing us just for your pleasure? Want to let them hear your little giggles like you’re so innocent?” The questions keep coming, his voice hoarse and cold, sending shivers down your spine. His hand still pulling at your head, hurting you a little but all that’s playing in your head is his unusual attitude.

“I-I…I just wanted to feel good, and make you feel-” He yanked your head to the side.

“Did I say you could touch yourself?” His hot breath fanning your jaw, his eyes darting between your body and face.

“N-no…” You whimpered at the pain and the arousal from this side of him you’ve never seen.

“So you know? Thought you were so cock drunk that you’ve turned stupid.” He scoffed and let go of your hair.

“Eunseok…Please…” You blink your wet eyes at him.

“Please what?” Although Eunseok is dying to comply with your thoughts right now, he still needs you to say it to him.

“Answer me, pretty girl.” When you didn’t answer, he asked you again while stroking your hair, being soft and all, opposite of his earlier attitude.

“Please fuck me.”

That’s all he needed. Eunseok picked you up from the ground and onto his lap, your back to his chest. Before you know it, Eunseok buries himself inside you in one swift motion. It felt like he was ripping you open. Your fingers earlier were nothing to his thick cock. You moan out a broken sound when he’s deep inside you. Eunseok groans with you as he feels your tight walls around him. This feeling he has been dreaming about, it’s finally real and he just wants it to last forever. And so he starts moving. Quick, deep thrust up your pussy, not letting you even get used to him. It feels too good, Eunseok feels like he’s losing his mind. Fingers digging onto your sides, he sneaks one hand up to wrap around your neck, bringing your face close to his. His teeth gnaw on the soft flesh of your neck, leaving red marks along it.

“Yeah, fuck. Is this what you’ve been wanting? Yeah? Fucking slut so tight around me. Wanna bounce on me all night?”

All you could do was nod and let out inaudible answers while he fucks you into the abyss. You can feel him deep inside you, every thrust hitting the right spot. His hand choking you just right while he puts your hand on your stomach to feel him carve his shape inside your belly.

“Feel that? That’s me baby. Gotta make space for me inside baby, shit.” He rests his head on the crook of your neck, still drilling into you. Eunseok couldn’t stop. It was like you turned a switch inside him, all he can think about now is to cum so deep inside you that you wake up with a baby in you tomorrow.

“Fuck, gonna make your pregnant, princess. Gonna give you so much cum thatt…Ahh, you’re gonna have twins.” At this point, Eunseok is just rambling on and on about all his fantasy.

The entire next hour, yes hour, Eunseok did not let you go, even when he had made you cum multiple times. He hasn’t, so you just have to put up with his nonstop fucking. He got you on your knees on the floor, spread you open on his desk, even on the walls…Man was really letting out all his resistance from all the times he had to hold himself back. You’re mind-blown at how rough your boyfriend can be, his ever-lasting stamina and how different he is from normal. You couldn’t complain though, he was taking you to heaven with every thrust, paired with his words, the dirty words you have never hear him say before.

“You’re just my little sex doll, aren’t you? Taking me so well.”

“Have I fucked you stupid? You’re drooling all over yourself baby.”

“Shit, such a good slut for me.”

“I’ll fuck you so good you’d never take any other dick besides mine again. And you won’t.”

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.ᐟ.ᐟ pairing: sub!maki x dom!reader

.ᐟ.ᐟ contains: cuffed maki, reader has female atonomy, guided masturbation, degradation, petnames (princess, pretty, puppy,…), daddy & mommy kink, oral (m receiving), p in v, brat on both ends, not proofread, open ending kinda (let me know if i miss any)

.ᐟ.ᐟ wc: 2.5k

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ check it out on ao3!

solely inspired by that maki’s teaser photo🙏🙏🙏 a bit by Doja Cat “Freak” and Sir Mix-A-Lot “Bark like you want it”🤪🤪🤪 Enjoy! - em

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Maki was always big and dominant. It was always him and his power over you. And you love it, you love him. But the competitiveness in you doesn’t get any smaller when you think about ruining him for once, and maybe many more times in the future. Imagining him teary-eyed, cheeks flush with his swollen lower lip between his teeth while he whimpers, begging you to let him cum makes you lose your mind. And you’ve tried to take the lead before, but you just end up under him, whining every time.

So when he’s texting you about how much he misses you and your warm little pussy on his work trip, you know what to do.

y: facetime me baby

m: gonna show me that pretty pussy?

y: we’ll see

Your beautiful boy appears on your phone screen. You can see the frustration in his eyes, the inside of his cheek slightly chewed. He’s lying on his front, and to the corner of the screen, you can see him humping his bed, probably trying to find some comfort in that.

“Princess, miss being inside you” he groans.

“Yeah?” you perk up a brow, “missed me so much that you’re fucking the mattress? What a fucking pervert.” You chuckled though you were nervous on the inside as you’ve rarely shown him your dominant side (like he would let that happen anyway, but what can he do now that he’s miles away?)

Maki’s taken aback by your attitude. He’s so used to taunting you at home, saying stuff like you just did to tease you. So now, when the positions are flipped, he can’t help but feel a lump in his throat. Surprisingly, he feels his dick getting harder between himself and the bed. The ache for you in his heart and his cock increasing even more when he realizes he can’t stop you from teasing him across the phone.

“Y-yeah…fuck this though, wanna be inside you, wanna taste you too princess” he breaths out after a freezing for a few seconds, curious about how far you’re gonna take this.

“Pussy-hungry for me, pretty boy? Show me how hard you are for me baby.” You licked your lips as he shifted his position to point the camera at his boner. Oh, how you’ve missed it too.

“Stroke yourself for me baby, can you do that?”

Maki surprised himself because he took no time to follow your demand. Maybe he was already too touch-starve, or maybe it was for the way you’re so confident, so different from how you usually were.

So he wrapped a hand around himself, moving up and down along his cock. Small whimpers and exhales float through your ears. You had to pep-talk yourself in your mind in order to not start touching yourself right there. You knew if you gave in, he’d have you around his fingers in minutes.

“That’s right…That’s a good boy…” You coo at him, “Do you wanna go faster?”

Maki now has his phone propped up next to the bed so you can see all of him. He nods at your words and releases more of those beautiful sounds when you let him rub himself faster.

You continue to praise him, telling him how pretty he is, all horny and sweet for you, how you love your boy so much, you can’t wait to feel him inside you when he gets home. And those words got to him. The way your voice is like honey in his ears while saying those dirty words, he starts to think letting you take the lead wasn’t a bad idea after all.

Soon after you begin talking all those images of you and him into his ears, Maki starts panting, his hands going faster than before. Your name escapes his lips in moans and whispers. You knew he was about to cum. So you asked him to stop.

“Huh…what?” Maki shoots his eyes wide open, turning his head to look at you with confusion all over his face.

“I said stop. I don’t want you to cum until you’re home. Until I say so, okay?” Your voice was commanding, firm and cold.

“But-” you stop him before he could get another word in.

“No buts. If you be a good boy and listen to me, I’ll let you have what you want when you get back. Else, you’re not coming, ever. Got it?” Maki moans out at your order.

And so he went to sleep with an aching dick and butterflies in his stomach that night.

You were proud of yourself. First time in your relationship that you got him to be obedient for you, hopefully not the last. And of course, you only told him to stop, didn’t mean you had to deny your own pleasure. So you came twice, looking at the picture of his swollen dick that you had screenshotted earlier, with his whimpers replaying in your mind.

Maki just texted you, saying he landed and is now in the car coming home. A smile forms on your lips, simply because you’ve missed him so much and you can finally hold him again after days being apart. But you settle yourself and stand up to walk to your bedroom.

“Hope you’re ready for me, baby.”

You hear the front door’s lock click, shuffling of your boyfriend’s jacket as he take it off and call out to you as you’re not there to welcome him like always.

“Y/n? Are you home?” Maki looks around in confusion.

“In the bedroom.” Your voice echoes down the hall of the apartment.

The door finally opens, your boyfriend appears behind the door. You almost go out of position just because you can almost never hold yourself back from latching to him whenever you see him. But you know this is for the greater good (or well…your greater good). And so you sit there, all pretty and smug in your tightest slip dress on the bed.

“Welcome home, handsome.” You look up to him with big sparkly eyes, just like how you would every time you’re under him. But this time it was different, Maki could tell your gaze was darker, more confident.

“Hi, princess.” He approaches you, taking your hand in his and when he’s just about to pull you up,

“Look at you, all cute and dressed up for dadd-” you pushed him down onto his knees in one swift move.

Now, Maki is clearly physically stronger than you are. But the sudden switch from you caught him off guard. As he dropped to the ground, his jaw did the same before his lips curled up to a smirk.

“Princess…what are you trying to do?”

You stood up from the bed, hand still running along his broad shoulders as you walked around to be behind him. You bend down and start kissing his neck, that special spot behind his ear, nibbling his earlobes. Maki breaths out a small whimper, his eyes closed while he leans into your touch. So immersed in it that he didn’t notice you taking both his hands in yours.

click.

Cold metal made contact with Maki’s skin. He’s pulled back to reality by the odd feeling and you stop gnawing at his sensitive skin. Maki freezes when he realizes his hands are restricted in cuffs — new, shiny cuffs with your names engraved on each side.

“Oh, is this my welcome home gift?” He says as his eyes follow you back to your seat in front of him.

“Sure, if you say it like that.” You lean back onto your hands.

Maki was clearly turned on by the unexpected situation. He really thought you were just messing around the other day ‘cause he wasn’t home. He can feel his pants tightening around his crotch.

You successfully draw out a whimper from him when you press your foot on his hard-on. You smile at the sight, how you finally got your boyfriend at your feet (literally). He’s so pretty like this, lips slightly parted, shirts halfway unbuttoned, wrists cuffed laying on his plump thighs.

“You didn’t forget what I told you, did you?” You asked him, now with your forearms on your legs so you can see him closer.

“I…” Maki stopped working. He did. He forgot. He couldn’t hold it in. He just had to give himself some kind of relief after you replied with a pic of your panties halfway off on your legs when he sent you the photo of his dick leaking with precum the other night. So before the flight, Maki took a shower, and came in his hands while imagining his dick pounding into you.

Your gaze darkened hearing his answer. Heat starts to gather in your lower region as you imagine him rubbing himself alone in the hotel room. But also because you realized you have even more rights to punish him now.

“Bad puppy.” You lightly trample on his clothed crotch, light enough to not hurt him but to collect a broken moan.

“I should’ve known how disobedient you are, always think you can get away with your pretty face.” You wander around him as he looks at you with those brown eyes.

“Baby I didn’t mean to…” He tried to stand up to follow you.

“Sit.” You glared at him, and he listened.

“You just couldn’t wait. Like a fucking dog in heat. Are you a dog in heat, Maki?” You lower your face to match his, inches away from him.

“Answer me.” You demand when he struggled to find an answer.

“A-am not.” You were still his baby that he would have crying underneath him, but something about your attitude, your cold voice just makes him feel like he was talking to a stranger. And it turned him on even more. His cock aching to be freed from the uncomfortable fabric. His throat dry when he answers you in an almost inaudible voice.

You scoffed. He was still fighting, being stubborn. And that just gives you even more power because you see how desperate he is in his eyes, and in his pants.

“Get on the bed.” You push him towards your shared bed.

“Let’s see,” You sat between his legs, hands palming him while he shuddered from your touch.

Slowly, you pull his dress pants down, then his boxers, throwing them behind you. His dick swollen and leaking springs free. The cold air made him groan, his eyes roll back.

“Look at you, all hard and angry for me. And you tell me you’re not a dirty manwhore who can’t wait to get his dick wet.” You slap his cock and spit on it, all while looking straight into his eyes.

Maki can’t help but moan out a string of beautiful sounds. The degradation and harshness really got to him.

“Please…” A whisper came out of his chewed up lips.

“What?” You say with a cold tone.

“Please touch me…” You can see his hand shaking in the cuffs as he pleads you to touch him.

“Oh now you’re nice?” You smirk at his request. “Okay. Since you want my lips wrapped around your cock so much.”

And a sigh of satisfaction came out of him before you immediately shut that thought down, “but don’t you dare cum until I say so.”

“No, no…Baby why are you doing this to me?” His eyebrows furrowed, lips pouting just like you whenever he teased you. This feels nice.

“Shut your mouth and listen if you wanna get your dick sucked.” No change in your tone of voice when you snap back at him. So he bites his lip and lets you do whatever you want to him.

You lick a fat stripe down his cock, hands coming up to play with his strained balls. And when you finally put him in your warm mouth, Maki broke down in sighs and whimpers. His hips bucking up to feel you better but you pin him back to his place. Your tongue is working its magic around him. You knew how good you are at heads because you always had him pushing your head down and panting when he’s mouth fucking you. But now that you’re technically placed higher in the sex monarchy, you have all the time in the world to play with his pleasure.

The way your tongue swirls painfully slow around him, your lips occasionally place kisses on his shaft if you’re not making out with his dick, and your hands massaging and squeezing his aching balls — everything was perfect, too perfect for Maki. His head swings back, showing the way his Adam apple is bobbing as he struggles to swallow his moans, his eyes rolls to the back of his head so hard he thought he could see all the brain cells chaotically burning in his head. “F-fuck, baby…” You helpless boyfriend managed to get some words, more like mumbling, out of his lips, “You’re so beautiful like this…You could milk me dry for days…” You hold him in his place, torturing him while looking up at him like you’re the most innocent person in the world. But the moment you feel his dick pulsating in your mouth, you stop.

“Please baby, please…I need to cum please.” His body jolts up and he starts pleading with those wet glistening eyes. He looks like a prey begging for its last chance to live.

“What did I tell you? Did you not understand me? Are you so horny that you’re dumb?…” Questions after questions, you degrade him and his poor state. Both of you getting more and more aroused.

“M-mommy…please…” Maki pleads out silently, tears gathered in the corner of his now red eye. The last strand of conscience in your mind snapped. Fuck, that was so hot.

“What did you say? Repeat that for me baby.” You asked, slightly pushing him down to the bed while you straddle him.

“Let me cum, mommy…I’ll be a good boy for you just…please, it hurts…” His breathless voice answered as his chest rises and falls. You can feel your cunt start hugging nothing, pulsating and longing for his body.

“That’s it, that’s how you do it baby.” You slip off the last piece of fabric on your body. Maki eyes widen at the sight of your dripping cunt. In that moment, Maki feels like he would willingly die right there as long as he die with his dick buried inside of you.

You sink yourself onto him, feeling the stretch you’ve thirsting for for days. Putting your weight on your hands placed on his thighs, you immediately starts riding the man under you like you’ve never been fucked before. The sudden pleasure drowns Maki, it’s like he’s been brought back from hell. Your warm, wet hole hugging his cock just right, his tip hitting your softest spot constantly, your beautiful sounds that he can hear even in his dreams,…He’s the luckiest man alive.

“Shit nghhh…You feel so good puppy…My puppy…”

“Yes mommy…Fuck, I’m yours, always…”

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✮⋆˙contains: head-lover!nicho x f!reader, oral (both m and f rec), comfort (in the sense that he eats you out to cheer you up oop-)

yall could probably already tell by the title🤪🤪 this is Nicholas hcs in giving and receiving heads (i just know hes a sucker for a good oral)

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.⋆♱❦ giving:

after your first kiss on your front door step, nicho stayed up all night. sure, he felt like the happiest man in the world to kiss you, but the real reason behind his insomnia was because he couldn’t stop thinking about how sweet you must taste down there since your lips were already like candy to him. the guy almost climaxed to the image of his head between your thighs.

he figured he should take action, yk, get what he wanted. so that night, after your date he invited you back to his place for a wine & dine. “nicho, i’m so full already with this wine i don’t think i can dine” you jokingly said. “oh pretty girl… the dining part is for me” he said. you barely got time to react when he led you to his bedroom and before you know it, he’s eating you out like a starving man.

is very vocal when he’s pleasuring you. every “mmhh, you taste so sweet baby”, every low groan he lets out while his mouth is still on you sends you trembling. as your legs shake after he gave you your second orgasm, nicho lays his head on one of your thighs, placing gentle kisses along it and whispers: “gosh, i could do this for days”

sometimes you come home after a long day, and nicho is already there ready to hold you. you can’t help but get all smitten for him when you see the love in his eyes looking at you. those nights, he gives you the whole relaxation experience: cuddles, kisses, favourite food, bubble bath, and well…a bunch of heads (which is more for his own zen but you’re not complaining).

you’re lowk fascinated at how eager he is to give you head. like you love him but sometimes you feel kinda pulled aback. he would beg you to let him eat you out every night for a week. he’d be on his knees at your feet and look up with the most glossy, pleading eyes ever just to say “please baby…i just wanna make you feel good…makes me feel good helping you feel like that…”

.⋆♱❦ receiving:

as a head-obsessed man himself, nicho naturally guides you to also be one of the best in the field with him. and you delivered. when he says you give the most head-blowing heads, he means it, both heads btw. he loves feeling your warm mouth around him just as much as he loves being inside you. guiding you through his thick cock, running his fingers through your hair, and looking at your head bobbing between his legs is the most amazing scene ever for him.

also vocal when he’s the one receiving. mostly praises on how good you’re making him feel, how beautiful his girl looks and mmhhs and ahhs. but sometimes he would throw in a little “such a cockslut are you, hmm?” or “sucking my dick so well, such a fucking naughty whore for me” and do they send you spiraling.

his dick twitches a little whenever you do anything with your mouth. let that be biting your lips while focusing on your work, pouting them after putting on your (his) favourite strawberry lipgloss,…he needs to take a deep breath in order to stop himself from shoving his mouth on yours or his dick in it-

as soon as you’re done, he pulls you right up and puts his lips on yours, tongue violating your numb mouth and tasting himself mixed with your sweet lips. you loved his lips the most for a reason you know — plump, pink, and good for multiple purposes.

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