#extra-thoughts

Jihoon would be the type to fuck you from behind and pull you up against his chest, wrap his arm around your neck and say “Bite it, baby.”

He’d fuck you harder as you bite down on his bicep, moaning and drooling and tasting his skin. His other hand is sliding down the front of your body— groping everything he can. Your chest, your stomach, your hips. And the way his fingertips tickle you on the way down to your clit… lord have mercy. He’s the type to wish he was quiet during sex, as shy as he can be. But no. When he’s balls deep inside you like this, he’s a mess. Moaning, whimpering, gasping. And he always has something to say. Loves talking you through it.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” He groans directly in your ear, “You’re ruining me too, baby. I can’t take it.”

Jihoon who slowly starts grinding against you, with you half-asleep and listening to his heavy breathing get more and more desperate

Jihoon who just can’t help himself, pulling out his dick and sticking it between your thighs to feel the softness and the warmth

Jihoon who notices you struggling to hold in your moans, so he starts kissing down the side of your face and neck as he thrusts faster between your thighs

Jihoon who whispers in your ear and tells you how good it feels, and how he can feel the heat from your pussy through your shorts with his arms wrapped around you even tighter than before

Jihoon who says he’s sorry, he needs to feel you, and pulls your shorts and underwear to the side so he can rub his length against your soaked folds

Jihoon who shoves his cock inside and fucks you gently, your name so soft on his lips, and grabs your face as he tells you how much he loves you

Jihoon who praises you and your sleepy body as you finally begin to make those noises he so desperately craved

Jihoon who reaches down to play with your clit and slowly brings you to climax at the same time as him, releasing deep inside you and painting your walls beautifully with his cum

Jihoon who can’t let you go, still touching you softly to bring you down from your orgasm as he catches his breath, buried deep inside with no intentions of pulling out

The fact that he’s so eager to please.

He’d test his own limits with you, knowing you’re his one true weakness. He’d go as long as he can without touching himself or cumming, just so he could feel that painful pleasure when you’re sitting there staring at his red cock. His hands behind his back as he stands before you. It was almost like you could see every vein on it pulsing. His foreskin rolled back, tip so wet that a thick string of precum dangles from it. Bouncing with every throb of his length.

And every time you leaned in too close, blowing gently just to tease, he’d squeeze his thighs together.

You reach forward and drag your fingers along his length, feeling every detail as his whiny, desperate moans fill your ears. He’s begging. Through clenched teeth as he tries to keep himself in check.

Changbin who marks you all over, and doesn’t let you cover any of them. He’d make you wear revealing clothes in public, around the dorm, and with friends so the whole world knows who you belong to.

Changbin who takes pictures and videos of you in your most vulnerable moments, begging for his cock, bent over his knee, or throating him.

Changbin who has a free use kink, teasing you in public under tables and fucking you in bathrooms. Touching you inappropriately in front of his friends, or taking his frustration out on you right after his workouts. Forces you to sit on his cock when you should be studying or getting ready for work.

Imagine getting on top to ride him, with both your hands on the sides of his face. Pushing his hair back and kissing his forehead while you slam yourself down onto his hard cock. Watching every expression. Every time his mouth falls open, every time his eyelids flutter, every time he begs for you to go faster. Catching his pretty lips in a desperate kiss, messily biting and sucking until spit drips down the side of his mouth. Bouncing on him so good you get to watch his body go limp as his brain shuts down. Cumming around his cock so many times that you’re shaking, and he’s drooling, but you can’t stop. You wanna keep going until he tells you it hurts, and he can’t cum anymore.

Cuddling him afterwards, kissing along his jaw and running your hand up and down the front of his glistening body. Staring at him with his eyes closed as he catches his breath.

Whether it’s you, digging your nails into his biceps as he bends and breaks you…

Dragging them down his back when he’s fucking you too deep (he couldn’t stop even if you said it hurt. He has to be balls deep in you, to breed you and give you his cubs.)

Nearly puncturing the meat of his ass while your mind is going all blank from being fucked to oblivion, with speeds that surpass normal human limits

Or him, clawing at your thighs with his face buried in your pussy… unable to breathe but loving it (he tells you to focus on your pleasure, he likes a little pain. Clearly.)

Leaving dark red marks down your chest and your stomach as he loses himself in your depths, falling apart with his cock ramming into you