oh my gosh okay so i saw this on your page earlier while scrolling through the “myung jaehyun” hashtag and it was something about jae and reader thats ovulating. im currently ovulating rn and im so sorry if that tmi but he just looks so good lately and im afraid i need a smut on this.
continuation of this thought!!!
myung jaehyun x reader [smut, fem!reader]
warnings - shittily written text scene, p in v, riding, jaehyun films it and sends it to the boys (but with consent!), unrealistic amounts of cumming in one go (maybe. maybe not. lock me in a room with jaehyun lets find out)
20:18 - “what are you watching, princess?” jaehyun asked as he sauntered into the living room, where you lay on the couch, bundled up in a blanket, watching a video on your phone.
“hey,” you responded, “um. just something.”
jaehyun furrowed his eyebrows at your cold response. he moved to sit down next to you, to peek at your screen, but you groaned.
“there’s no room for you, jae!” you grumbled, pushing him off the sofa.
your boyfriend pouted, sitting on the floor in front of you, setting up his laptop on the coffee table instead of his lap, as he had planned. he sat in silence for a moment before turning to look back at your slightly crumpled face, “did i do something?”
“no!” you exclaimed.
“are you… okay?” he pondered, reaching a hand out to stroke your hair.
“i just want to be left alone for a minute!” you exclaimed, though still shuddered as he touched you.
“are you… on your period?”
“no, jae! what the fuck?!” you sighed, “it’s nothing! i’m fine.”
but jaehyun wasn’t convinced, tilting his head to the side as he tutted. he quickly grabbed his phone, texting the group chat.
jh - guys my girls mad at me be honest do i kill myself💔🥀
ts - you should do that anyway
wh - what did you do now ??
jh - literally nothing !!! i got home, showered, came out to the living room and she’s pissed at me !!
sh - are you sure? maybe think back
lh - did you interview a girl group at mc today?🍄🟫 maybe she’s jealous and it’s her own internal problems instead of something you’ve necessarily done🐋
ts - whatever that means
jh - no ?? but she is watching smth on her phone
rw - what is it
jh - idk she won’t let me see
jh - wish me luck guys i’m going back in
ts - kys
lh - ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧
wh - top tip: don’t be an idiot
jh - ur all useless
“baby, i really want to know what’s wrong,” jaehyun said, pulling his best puppy dog eyes as he laid his head on the sofa.
you looked at him angrily, taking in all his fingers while grumbling under your breath. jaehyun furrowed his eyebrows, taking your phone out your hand. his honest plan was just to hold your hand, but the video caught his attention. his interview with mimimiminu. what? was leehan right? but where you jealous of mimimiminu?
“what’s wrong with this video?” jaehyun chuckled, stroking your face gently.
you melted into his touch, your angry exterior melting away as you suddenly looked at him with a look deeper than he could recognise. you wanted to sink into his skin, you wanted to jump his bones.
“y-you! you! you’re just—!” you started, angrily.
“what?” jaehyun laughed, his hand holding your wrist naturally dominantly, his stupid smirk so attractive on his beautiful bloody face.
“you’re so hot,” you crumbled, hiding your face in his chest, as you tried to bury yourself in him.
“huh– what?!”
“you’re so attractive i can’t believe it. i can’t believe other people get to see this video where you just look so hot and you explain things and– and– and i just ugh! just stay here! just stay here and be with me all day!” you burst, pulling out his chest, though you still weren’t able to look him in the eye.
jaehyun placed two fingers under your chin, pulling your face up to look at him.
“all you had to do was say, my girl,” he spoke, voice low, “you have me whenever you want.”
you knees shook, pussy throbbing, eyes blinking in disbelief at how fucking horny you were.
“i– i— i need you to fuck me jae,” you spoke, “right now. right here—” you started undoing the knot on the front of his pyjama bottoms, tugging at his t-shirt, “–don’t need prep. just fuck me, jae, please. i’m ready. i need it.”
“jesus ch—” jaehyun laughed under his breath, looking down at you in disbelief as you tugged his pyjama bottoms all the way down, beginning to tug on his length, harden him up. you didn’t need to try very hard though. jaehyun had never seen you so desperate. so willing, so fucking horny in his life. “baby girl, i—”
“please, i just, i need it– don’t—” your eyes filled with tears as you looked up at him, desperately tugging at his t-shirt.
he shushed you, pulling it over his own head, before doing the same with yours, “i was just gonna say that i need you to be undressed too.”
he pushed your body back onto the sofa, beginning to tug at the little shorts that covered your backside, pulling them all the way down your legs before kissing every inch of skin as he moved his way back up.
“jaehyun!” you whined loudly, grabbing at his hair and pulling him up so you could look him in the eye, “fuck. me. now.”
“hey. don’t tell me what to do, princess. i know you’re horny but you piss me off and i could very easily just walk away.”
tears welled at the sides of your eyes at the thought of not getting your boyfriend’s cock right now. jaehyun smirked, “that’s what i thought.”
he used his hand to swipe through your soaking pussy, gathering the wetness on his hand before pumping his cock a few times, making sure it was completely lubed up– not that it was necessary, you were wet enough for the two of you.
your hands gripped jaehyun’s arms in desperation, “please, please, please, put it in– jae, i need—”
“i know, baby, i know,” he cooed, kissing your forehead as he slid his whole cock in in one go. you moaned loudly, the relief filling your body at the full feeling. “i’m gonna go hard, okay? cause i know you can take it right now.”
you were panting out of pure desperation, jaehyun’s fast thrusts filling you with pleasure, but not that deep longing you had inside of you.
“faster,” you grunted, leaving fingernail marks in jaehyun’s shoulder with one hand, the other gripping his dark brown locks. your legs were completely wrapped around his body, tying him to you, “harder, faster, please jaehyun!”
“fuck, baby,” he grunted, already going almost as fast he could. he moved your leg, trying to angle deeper.
you groaned. jaehyun was so good to you, he was so good in bed, but right now you felt fucking animalistic and he was clearly not on the same wavelength.
grabbing your boyfriend’s body, you sat him on the sofa, settling yourself on his lap. you took hold of his cock, inserting it again before starting to ride him at the pace you had in mind. jaehyun’s moans were loud and broken, his eyes glazed over as he looked up at you, all dominating instincts gone from his body as you ruined him, continuing to fuck yourself on his cock long after he’d already came.
your tits were bouncing in his face, and jaehyun didn’t think he’d ever seen a more beautiful sight.
“c-can i– i want to take a picture,” he stuttered, “please, princess.”
“fuck!” you gasped, his cock hitting just the spot inside you, “yes! fuck, film me, i don’t care– ughh, jaehyun…”
jaehyun fumbled around on the sofa for his phone, going to open the camera but first his attention was taken by the notifications in the group chat.
rw - how’s it going ?
wh - you been kicked out yet?
lh - :(
an evil idea came into his half-baked mind, lost in pleasure.
he opened the camera, pressing record. he wasn’t looking at the screen, so he knew it wasn’t going to be an award winner. probably couldn’t even see your face. but he recorded your body, before moving it down in between the two of you, so the camera could see the excess cum from how many times you’d brought jaehyun to his peak. your whines spoke volumes to the camera, as did you unbroken thrusts as your rode jaehyun’s cock insatiably.
jaehyun brought his hand up, slapping your ass, trying to make sure the sound, the jiggling, and you moaning response, was caught on camera.
“so full,” you moaned, your own mind foggy now as you reached your 2nd? maybe 3rd? orgasm. “fuck, jaehyun–”
“i’m gonna send this to the boys,” he panted, staring up at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
“do it,” you smirked, closing the gap between you with your lips, smashing to his as jaehyun whimpered, feeling his balls swell as his 4th orgasm came upon him. the recording ended with his loud moan, though your thrusts didn’t.
“please, y/n—” he whimpered.
“just… one more,” you cooed against his lips.
he whined, “for you or for me?”
later, after you had collapsed onto your boyfriend’s panting chest after your 5th orgasm in one go (and his 7th), jaehyun typed back to the boys.
jh - figured it out
wh - oh shit?
ts - he’s alive !
sh - says the one who was advocating for his death
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pls write smth about riwoo sungho or taesan who don’t speak english and reader who doesn’t know any korean hooking up despite the language barrier😫😫 i love ur work btw!!
han taesan x reader [smut, fem!reader]
a/n: wait.. anon… i love this request so much…. also bc i have the facilities to what i’m gonna do is write out taesan’s lines in korean so you can really immerse yourself in the experience of a language barrier😁
warnings: highkey a problematic situation ladies please don’t do this. but. if it’s taesan😀.. dick sucking, pretty vivid description of taesan’s dick, no use of protection (DONT), p in v, you cant understand anything taesan says (unless you speak korean), bad aftercare😭
22:38 - “wait, no, i’m going home with him,” you shouted to your friend over the loud music of the club, your hand still interlinked with taesan’s, his lips on the back of your shoulders.
“what?! i thought he didn’t speak english!” she laughed.
“he doesn’t!” you laughed back. you’d managed to get his name, make out with him, he’d grabbed your tit, tried to get below your skirt, then the next thing you knew, you’d managed to organise going back to his in the limited amounts of each others’ language you knew.
“okay well be safe, y/n,” you friend said, sternly, “text me regularly, okay? and i’ll see you in the morning.”
“okay, see you. you text me too so i know you get home!” you said, pulling her into a hug, and leaving her to communicate your location to the rest of your friends.
“빨리 가고 싶대,” taesan whined in your ear, “인사 다 끝났어?”
“okay, i’m coming, i’m coming,” you laughed, draping yourself over the man as he led you out the club.
his hand was on your ass in the backseat of the taxi, gripping it as you made out. “와, 이 몸은 빨리 보고 싶어 진짜,” he panted, “기다리는 거 지옥이야.”
you smiled, being able to tell what he meant from the way he was licking his lips and raking his eyes up your body. you rested a hand on his face, “good things come to those who wait.” taesan groaned, breaking out into a laugh as he returned to your lips.
the taxi driver coughed as he pulled up outside taesan’s apartment, making you two burst into giggles as you paid the man before stumbling out the taxi, through the front door. taesan’s hands were on you instantly, his foot slamming the door shut behind him, trying to rip off your clothes.
you laughed, pushing him away, “wait, wait! taesan! at least show me where the bedroom is. i’m not that easy.”
“그래,” taesan scoffed, “클럽에서 만는 남자의 집에 있는데. 그 쪽이야!” he pointed in the direction of his bedroom, following along closely behind you. “기다리는 거 지옥이다며! 이렇게 하는 거야?”
you sat down on the bed, looking up at him innocently, as if you didn’t know he was begging for it, “music?”
“음악?” he repeated, smirking, “그래!”
he walked over to his record player in the corner of his room, playing the record he’d been listening to while getting ready; oasis. you squeezed up your face, trying not to laugh.
“아니야, 아니야,” he muttered to himself, changing the record to radiohead. he turned to look at you, proud of himself, “어때? 마음이 들러?”
“oh my god, i should get out of here,” you laughed to yourself, as taesan sauntered back over to you, placing his hands either side of your face and leaning down to kiss you. “but he’s so hot…”
taesan smirked, closing the gap as he laid you down on the bed, climbing over your body. he sat up, pulling his t-shirt off quickly before returning to your lips. you ran your fingernails down his sides, making the boy shiver.
“그…,” he groaned, “넌… 아 미치 가네 진짜.”
“you like that?” you teased, doing it again.
he tugged on the material of your t-shirt as he pressed his lips to yours again, you pulled away and ripped it off, staring into taesan’s eyes for a few seconds before closing the gap once again, his hand now moving to massage your tit. you gasped as he flicked his finger over your nipple.
you pulled away from the kiss, panting, taesan’s smirking face looking back at you. you flipped the position of your bodies so you were on top, beginning to kiss down his toned abdomen, unbuttoning his jeans at the same time.
“이 전희 하지마,” he whined, “나 그냥 이 보지를 따먹어싶다…” his hand trailed down, gripping your ass before using his finger to gather the wetness on your panties. he revelled in seeing your shocked face. “와… 존나 섹시네.”
“fuck,” you gasped under your breath, you wish you knew what he was saying, “you want me to suck you off, big boy?”
taesan was just staring down lovingly at you, not reacting to your words.
you pushed down his jeans and his boxers, licking a stripe up his hard cock as it was released from the confines of his clothes. he was big, and you took a moment to admire it. at least 8 inches, decently thick, slightly curved to the left. you knew he was huge, so you shouldn’t have been surprised. but who wouldn’t be?!
“짱 크지?” he smirked, resting a hand on your face, “놀라하지마. 나 속상핼걸.”
your eyes flicked up to his face for recognition of what he was saying. nothing. you shook it off, reaching down and kitten licking the tip. taesan hissed, his hips bucking up involuntarily so the first few inches slipped into your mouth. you took them readily, sucking and slurping, keeping that much in your mouth as you followed his hips back down.
“엃지,” he cooed, chuckling, “멈추지마, y/n-야, 더 먹어. 할 수 있지?” his hand moved to the back of your head, moving you gently down his length. “나 전희 하지마라고 했는데 이렇게 절박한 인 줄 몰랐어…”
he hissed and gasped as you moved further down, waiting for a few seconds before slurping up his cock, gathering all of your spit and his precum, leaking down the sides.
“됐어, 됐어,” he said, taking hold of your jaw and pulling you off, “이 보지 보고싶어 죽겠어.”
you giggled, as he ran his hands down to your ass, pulling up your skirt and ripping off your panties. you remained on top, gripping his dick as he prepped you with a couple of fingers.
“보지는 이렇게 젖은지… 내 자지 빨아서 만,” he scoffed, “찌질하네.”
you thrust your hips back, trying to feel more of his fingers as he smirked at you. you glared back at him.
“please just give me your cock, taesan, i can’t wait anymore,” you whined, “please, baby, please.”
“아, 구걸 소리 좋네,” he smiled. while you were distracted, trying to figure out what he said, he thrust his cock inside you, half way, then bottoming out. you moaned desperately, your walls stretched thin.
“fuck… taesan,” you moaned, the man started slow before beginning to thrust faster and faster, deeper, wrecking you beyond belief. you squeezed your eyes shut, trying to ignore the sound of radiohead in the background, focusing on taesan’s grunts and heavy breathing, “moan! louder! i wanna hear you!”
“나? 아니야, 난 너의 소리를 듣고 싶어, 자기야,” taesan smirked, “난 안해.”
you moaned loudly, understanding only some of his words. “please, baby, it’d make me feel so good. i need to hear you.”
“내 말은 어때? 이렇게 말하면, 더 젖으질거지?” taesan teased, flipping you over, taking a grip on your hair and slamming his hips into your ass, his cock deeper in the new position. “내 목소리만 들어, y/n야. 기분이 좋아?”
you moaned, bringing your face out the pillow, your hand desperately reaching around, searching for his to grip, “taesan!”
“엃지, 내 이름 부러줘,” he cooed, taking your hand and pressing a soft kiss to the skin, contrasting the roughness of his hips, “아, 시발, 쌀거야. y/n야, 금방 될지?”
your moans turned into short, sharp whines, following the pattern of your breathing as you reached your peak.
“taesan, i’m gonna– i’m gonna cum,” you panted.
“나도, 시발, 쌀거야. 같이 하자, 알았어?” he spoke, leaning down and pressing kisses to the back of your shoulder, “싸자, 자기야.”
“i can’t– hold it—” you moaned, screaming as you came, taesan cumming moments after, his hot load spilling inside you as you groaned, “fuck! we didn’t use protection!”
“앜– 시발, 콘돔 안 쓰네,” he tutted, pulling out and flipping you back over, he gave you a kind smile and a thumbs up.
you laughed, giving him a thumbs up, “i better be able to stay over, asshole, i’m not going home now.”
taesan got up, cleaning himself with a tissue as he turned off the record, before finding a wet towel and handing it to you to clean yourself off.
“영화 어때? 아, 못 알아듣네. 음… 목욕하자고 결정할수있어,” he muttered to himself as he found a clean pair of pyjamas and gave them to you, he then pointed to the bathroom, where he went to start running a bath.
you smiled, cleaning yourself up before following him into the bathroom, leaving a kiss on his shoulder as he felt the temperature of the water. he motioned with his hand for you to step in, as you laughed, doing as he said.
“존나 이쁘네,” he smiled, cupping your cheek, “가는 모습은 아쉬워.”
“i hope i don’t have to go tonight,” you whispered, leaning into his touch.
thoughts and opinions on how the members would react if another bnd member were to accidentally walk in during freaky time? 🫠
ੈ✩‧₊˚ bnd when another member walks in !
bnd ot6 x reader [smut, separate classifications for each]
a/n: you won't believe this but this was half written in my drafts already before you requested😭😭😭
sungho🎀 ft. taesan! [fem!sub!reader, dom!sungho, nothing much else to warn about lol]
“fuck, y/n– so fucking good,” sungho muttered, his hips pistoning into yours at a bruising pace. your back was against his chest, one of his hands gripping your hair to keep control, the other circling your clit. you had your head flung back on his shoulder, eyes closed, tight-lipped as you tried to hold back your moans.
you had already cum twice this evening, sungho’s desire not letting up as he continued to push you through orgasm after orgasm.
“s-su-sungho,” you moaned, one of your hands moving to grip at the roots of his hair.
“shh, shh, shh,” he hushed you, his harsh grip on your hair changing to a comforting pet, “don’t let the members know what we’re doing, huh baby?”
you whined, as sungho laughed at your reaction. he shoved you down onto the bed, hand on the back of your head as he held you down, shifting position as he stood at the edge of the bed. as his cock re-entered your tightness, his hips resumed their brutal attack.
“o-oh–” a quiet voice came.
suddenly, your connected bodies were illuminated from the hallway light spilling into the room.
“oh, fuck!” sungho exclaimed loudly, quickly trying to cover up your naked body anyway he could, first his body, then his hands, then the blanket, while a shocked taesan continued to stand in the doorway.
“i–i’m— oh my– i’m sorry—” he stuttered.
you laughed, having been wrapped up in the blanket, as sungho stood, his hard cock still upright as he motioned furiously at taesan.
“get the fuck out, dongmin!” he yelled.
“what’s happening?” riwoo asked, beginning to open his bedroom door.
“nothing!” taesan exclaimed, slamming sungho’s bedroom door shut before the trauma could spread any further.
“jesus christ,” sungho breathed, laying his body over yours, his face burying in your neck, embarrassed as you just laughed. “y/n, that was not funny.”
you smiled, kissing his head, “it kinda was.”
riwoo🦦🍡 ft. leehan! [fem!reader, no real sub/dom dynamics, dry humping, riwoo cums in his pants]
“you’re so beautiful,” riwoo grinned, the playful laughter coming from the two of you and the tickle match you’d been engaging in dying down as you remained seated atop your boyfriend, who was laying down.
he was looking up at you with honey eyes, one of his hands interlocked with yours as the other rested on your hip. you smiled, beginning to grind your clothed heat over riwoo’s growing bulge.
his eyes fluttered shut, his head flinging back against the pillow as he sighed out a groan.
“so good to me, sweet,” he said, his breathing becoming heavier as your pace increased, the two of you desperately humping on each other.
his hand moved to your clothed core, pulling the material tight to admire the visible wet patch on your panties, and the way it was spreading to his grey sweatpants.
“fuck– y/n— i’m cumming,” riwoo hissed, as you whined.
“i’m not even close,” you pouted, both of your garments well and truly being soaked as hot cum spilled from your boyfriend’s tip, though your hips didn’t slow down; riwoo’s grip on your thighs tightening in response.
“hyung, do you want to order chicken?”
both your’s and riwoo’s heads snapped to the door, leehan looking between the two of you. he looked at your shocked expressions, furrowing his eyebrows.
“what?”
the position may have been compromising, yes, but you were also fully clothed, and from the door leehan couldn’t see anything wrong.
“dong–donghyun get– just give us a min— fuck,” riwoo couldn’t help but let a groan slip out as he adjusted his body, desperately trying to not let leehan see the spilled cum all over your cores.
“oh,” leehan spoke, eyes suddenly widening as he caught onto your panicked expressions and frozen bodies, “just… come out when you’ve finished. or when you’re done. come… out. fuck. i’ll leave now.”
“please do,” you said, laughing in embarrassment.
leehan smiled awkwardly before backing out the door, closing it in front of him.
riwoo’s face was screwed up when you looked back to him, eyes squeezed shut tight and nose scrunched up in embarrassment.
“oh my god,” you laughed, covering your face with your hands before leaning forward into your boyfriend’s chest.
“ya, why is he such a weirdo,” riwoo laughed, “ugh, kim donghyun!”
jaehyun🪻🐕 ft.sungho! [fem!reader, kinda dom!jaehyun, cocky!jaehyun, fingering, exhibitionism, jaehyun terrorising the boys and the dorm]
“get off me jaehyun,” you threatened, feeling your boyfriend’s hand creeping down your body.
an evil laugh erupted from his mouth as he looked at your serious expression.
“no!” you exclaimed, catching his hand as he started climbing up your skirt and descending into your panties, “jaehyun. we promised the boys we’d stop having sex in the living room.”
“oh come on, this is hardly sex,” he scoffed, your grasp somehow letting up, his fingers now working on your clit as you sighed in satisfaction. “and look how good it feels, baby. don’t you want this?”
you rolled your eyes before smiling, leaning up and pressing repetitive, hungry kisses to your boyfriend’s lips, “i really do.”
jaehyun smirked, working one finger, then two, inside of you, his thumb continuing to apply pressure on your clit. your hips thrusted gently, chasing the feeling, while your lips hardly left his. for as much as jaehyun loved giving kisses, you’d found a rhythm of sloppily making out every single time, and by now it was one of your favourite parts of sex with your boyfriend.
“oh, come on you two,” sungho said, exasperating.
you pulled away from jaehyun’s lips with a gasp, though the boy just smirked at you, his hand not moving an inch. he looked up to sungho and laughed, “what?”
“look, i know the agreement was no sex but we all know where this leads too! stop making out in the living room!” he scolded, approaching to sit down next to you.
you looked with a terrified expression to jaehyun, who was still chuckling.
“what?” sungho said, worried.
“what?” jaehyun asked, a cocky smile on his face.
“you’re being weird. and she looks… like she’s being held here against her will,” sungho said, examining your face, “y/n, what is he doing to you now—”
sungho quickly connected the dots, before he could finish his thought. he looked down, seeing jaehyun’s hand up your skirt. he couldn’t help but laugh, exasperated.
“are you joking me? ya, myung jaehyun you have no fucking shame!” he scolded, “go to your bedroom now!”
“why don’t you?” jaehyun tested, “we might be a while.”
you hid your face in jaehyun’s chest, embarrassed, as sungho scoffed.
“out! now!”
taesan🎸🐈⬛ ft.riwoo! [sub!taesan, dom!fem!reader, masochist!tae, mentions of tae being marked up/bleeding, slapping, cock ring]
“tae, look at me,” you commanded, tugging on his red locks, “baby. look at me, come on.”
taesan whined, eyes heavy as he looked up at you. you slapped his cheek, trying to get him to snap back to reality. he moaned at the impact.
“you’re such a little slut,” you laughed, “but you need to come back to me, okay? cause i’m not done with you. so i’m not gonna touch you for a while, i’m gonna touch myself and you have to watch.”
taesan nodded lazily. his hands were tied tightly behind his back, attached to his ankles as he sat on his knees on the floor in front of his bed. his breath was laboured as he looked up at you, body bruised and scratched, his face was red from being repetitively slapped as well. he was bleeding from a couple places and had hickies littered all over his chest and back. he was naked, cock standing upright and it had a silver ring on tightly at the base.
“don’t take your eyes off me, baby, otherwise i’ll have to punish you later,” you said, settling onto the edge of the bed and spreading your legs, revealing your soaking pussy to your boyfriend.
he moaned loudly at the reveal, desperate expression as he tried to move closer. you smiled, beginning to circle your clit. your mouth dropped open, breathing deepening as pleasure spread through your body. taesan was groaning as he watched, hand ties rattling as he pulled at them.
“i wanna taste you so bad,” he moaned, looking up at you with big eyes.
“taesan-ah!” the door swung open, riwoo barging in with a jar in one hand. “i need you to open this again for me—”
he stopped completely, eyes widening as he assessed the scene. you and taesan did the same, not moving a muscle, staring back at the boy. riwoo backed out the room slowly, closing the door behind him without saying a word.
“oh my god,” you said, snapping your head back to your boyfriend.
“oh my god,” he replied, flopping forward onto your lap, burying his head in your thigh, “i can’t. get this off me. oh my god i’m gonna die.”
“it’s okay, it’s okay,” you whined, laughing in embarrassment.
“it’s not, it’s never gonna be okay again,” taesan whined as you undid the hand ties, taesan quickly tugging off the cock ring and jumping into bed.
“dongmin,” you pouted, climbing in after him.
“i’m leaving the band.”
leehan🪸🐠 ft.woonhak! [dom!leehan, sub!fem!reader, cum kink]
“fuck,” leehan swore, his hand gripping the curve of your hip, just above your ass, watching as it slammed down over and over again on his cock. “fuck always feel so good for me.”
your ass was covered in leehan’s cum, not to mention the stuff dripping out your hole. your boyfriend always liked it messy but this was ridiculous.
he was sat lazily in his desk chair, watching you do the work as his head lulled back, biting his lip. he brought a hand to the thick liquid, scooping it up before bringing his soaked hand around your body and feeding it into your mouth. you moaned against his fingers.
leehan laughed at the sound. the boys were home, and he knew it, so did you, but when leehan got an idea in his head, it was hard to get it back out. he’d seen this angle, this exact scene, in a porn just the other day, and he’d been dying to try it with you, bringing it up over text and initiating it almost as soon as he saw you.
“donghyun– i’m– i– oh fuck! i’m tired,” you whined, panting as you continued to bounce up and down.
leehan ran a hand over your ass, the hand getting dirty as he smacked the skin. he used his clean hand to grip your hair, pulling you back so his mouth was next to your ear. “i don’t give a fuck, baby girl. keep going until i say we’re done, okay?”
you moaned loudly, whining and whimpering as you continued the motion of your hips.
“good girl,” leehan smirked.
suddenly, the door opened, making you gasp, ceasing your motion. leehan chuckled, allowing it, as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his body.
“what?”
“hyung,” woonhak’s voice came, though he didn’t show himself behind the door, “uh. um the other members asked me to come in and um…”
“and?” leehan asked, voice cocky. you smacked his thigh, glaring at him. the two of you clearly knew what he was asking. your boyfriend just laughed. “ask us to stop fucking so loudly?”
you were so embarrassed, whining and hiding your face in leehan’s neck.
“yeah,” woonhak chuckled, “sorry. sounds like you guys were… having fun? i just– it’s our only day off. maybe you could go to y/n’s place?”
“sorry, woonhak!” you spoke up, wincing from embarrassment.
“that’s okay, noona,” he said, “yeah, just… stop now. please.”
the door shut and you smacked leehan’s shoulder, whining.
“what?” he laughed, “you knew they were home.”
“i know! but it’s you who got us into this mess,” you pouted, “fucking clean me up.”
“oh fuck, y/n,” woonhak moaned, watching the way his cock disappeared inside you.
you giggled as his hands refused to leave their interlinked state with yours, “feel good?”
woonhak smiled, panting and groaning, “you drive me crazy. so good.”
“my thighs hurt,” you pouted, leaning down and placing your hands on your boyfriend’s cheeks, stroking gently as you kissed his lips, “can you help?”
woonhak smiled, hooded eyes watching you. his hands moved to start massaging your thighs before he flipped you over, bringing your thighs to straddle his body, hands not leaving your bare skin as he set a new pace, thrusting in and out. you both moaned as he sunk back inside.
“woonhak-ah!” jaehyun called, “woonhak! my baby! where were you in the studio, i missed—”
the older boy gasped as he entered the room, a shocked look painted on his face. woonhak started panicking, covering you with the duvet before scrambling out of bed, grabbing one of your disregarded t-shirts to hold over his exposed junk.
“hyung?!” woonhak exclaimed, “what the fuck are you still doing here?! get out!”
“wh-wha— why– when? i can’t— woonhak, my– my baby— since… when…?” jaehyun stuttered.
“i– i’ll answer all your questions tomorrow can you just… get out?!” woonhak scoffed, beginning to shove his friend.
jaehyun was staring at you now, looking betrayed as you laughed slightly, sitting up and making sure to cover yourself with the duvet.
“i- i liked you… i trusted you…” jaehyun whispered.
“hyung,” woonhak laughed, shoving his unmoving friend, “please! leave!”
“okay,” jaehyun said, “but this is not over. we’re talking about this tomorrow. we’re having the talk. are you using protection?!”
Idk if u saw jaehyun in that crop top from weverse con but all I can think about is grinding on his cock and making a mess on his tummy 😖
i actually need you to understand that my friend was there. she saw jaehyun crop top with her own eyes. also she invited me a few days before but i COULDNT GO BECAUSE I DIDNT HAVE ANY MONEY🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 this is the WORST fomo i’ve ever had in my life but this request is amazing thank you anon hope i did it justice!!!!
myung jaehyun x reader [smut, fem!reader]
01:14 - “you were so hot tonight, baby,” you cooed, moving your hips slowly back and forth on your boyfriend’s lap as he laid on the bed beneath you, hands splayed by his head, grabbing at the pillow as he winced at your movement. you pulled up his t-shirt, running your hands down his waist. “showing off this tummy for everyone to see. i thought that was all for me, puppy? or do you enjoy showing your body off like that?”
“n-no– it’s all for you, princess, please,” jaehyun whimpered.
his cock was trapped underneath your hips, but you could see the bulbous head poking out from underneath were you were placed, pre cum leaking out and dropping onto his lower belly.
you were practically naked, having stripped down, luring jaehyun into thinking that you’d be going all the way. but you’d been so inconceivably angry when you’d seen his slutty little waist on show on that stage. you knew he’d originally planned to wear an undershirt, so where did that go?!
“y-you know i can’t chose,” he whined, pulling at his own hair as his breathing stuttered, “t-they dressed me– i can’t— fffuck, y/n, please, put it in, i need you so badly.”
“no, baby,” you shook your head, gripping jaehyun’s face so he was looking at you, “you’re gonna cum like this so it spurts all over your cute little tummy, okay, baby? then i’m gonna take so many photos, since you love to show off this waist so much.”
jaehyun squeezed his eyes shut, shaking his head wildly on the pillow as your hips continued to move back and forth, back and forth. the base of his cock was sucked in between your clothed folds, he could feel your wetness, your warmth, but was so far away from what he really needed.
“no i don’t!” he protested, tears spilling out the corner of his eyes, “i—i was embarrassed, y/n. that’s for you!”
you cooed, stroking his cheek, “my baby. you were really thinking that?”
he nodded, beginning to sob, “i just wanted you.”
“i know, baby, i know,” you chuckled, wiping his tears with a gentle finger as your hips sped up.
“c-can you put it in now?”
you snorted, “was that a ploy all along? no, you dumb slut. you’re gonna cum like this or not at all. i’m too excited to see you covered in your own cum. like a kid with milk spilt all over their lap.”
jaehyun whined, and you could see his cock beginning to swell underneath you.
“you close, baby?”
he nodded, face squeezed shut.
“let go whenever you want,” you cooed, running a hand down his stomach before reaching his cock, beginning to finger at his slit.
that pushed him over the edge, jaehyun moaning loudly as cum began to spurt out from the tip, spilling all over his toned abdomen.
“ohh, baby, you were so backed up,” you cooed, stroking the tip as more and more came out, joining the pool on his tummy.
you continued to move up and down his cock, cum dripping down, soaking your panties. jaehyun was whining, his eyes widening as he looked at you.
“p-please, my girl,” he stuttered, body shuddering as the stimulation continued after his climax ended. you didn’t cease your movements, as you reached a finger down, running it through his cum.
you picked up drops on your finger, pushing it past your lips as jaehyun moaned, his dick chubbing up again.
“good boy,” you cooed, “we’re gonna go until you’re dry, my pup, okay?”
jaehyun sniffed, eyes filling with tears, “o-okay…”
mulmyungz x reader [smut, fem!reader, reader and leehan are in an established relationship]
warnings - SMUT!!!! MDNI!!!!!! perv!sub!jaehyun, switch!reader, dom!leehan, nicknames (princess/mummy for reader, pup/puppy for myungjae, sir for leehan), some spanking, colour system established, ball gag, edging/ruined orgasm, double blowjob, spit kink, cum feeding, cum swallowing, voyeurism, overstimulation, mentions of chastity cage
a/n - well if you insist…😏
00:01 - “fuck, donghyun-”
he smirked, his hands placed firmly on the arch in your back. your head was smushed against the mattress, hands gripping at the bedsheets either side of your head as your boyfriend ploughed into you from behind. he was grunting and groaning, the movement of his hips relentless. you could barely breath, barely see, but you didn’t care - not as one of his hands ran up your back, stopping to deliver a harsh smack to your ass before dipping below, circling your clit.
you started moaning loudly, leehan’s chuckles sounding behind you. “oh you sound so beautiful, princess,” he spoke loudly, an attempt to be heard over the moans, “my good girl, so responsive.”
leehan’s eyes weren’t on you though, they were on the crack in his bedroom door, the lighting from the hallway flooding in. as far as you had been aware, before leehan had got you in this position, you two were alone in the dorms. of course, he knew that you wouldn’t let him fuck you, especially not at this decibel, if anyone else were home, so he may have embellished the truth. not just for himself though, no, he’d actually consider it charity work more than anything.
the lighting was blocked now, not that you’d notice, a pair of shy eyes peeking round the door, staring at your arched back, at you red ass from where leehan had been delivering repeated, harsh smacks. leehan smirked at his leader.
“little perv,” he muttered.
jaehyun didn’t know he knew. he didn’t know anyone knew. but all the members did. jaehyunie’s little kink of listening to others. sex, masturbation, he didn’t care. they knew he popped boners easily, that’s one thing, but treating them with perving? with spying and peeking? but leehan was entertained with the notion, especially when it concerned you. so, he decided to make it easy for his horned-up hyung, he left the door open.
“come here, baby,” leehan cooed, jaehyun’s eyes moving shocked up to his friend’s face at the words. but leehan was staring down at you with a loving gaze, as one of his hands gripped your hair, the other firmly taking hold of one of your breasts. he dragged your body up so your back was to his chest, the hand that was in your hair now gripping your face, “oh my good girl. you look so fucked out, look in the mirror.”
the mirror that was next to the door.
you were panting, whining as you opened your eyes, flitting up to the mirror. you caught leehan’s eyes in the reflection, blown out and wild, like they always were when you fucked - they suddenly moved to the right. you followed, letting out a yelp, suddenly falling from grace as your eyes fell on myung jaehyun. his head was tipped back, eyes squeezed shut as he jerked off at the same, audible, pace of leehan’s hips.
“leehan!” you suddenly exclaimed, gripping the wrist of the hand that was working tirelessly on your clit. but leehan was no novice, and he’d been dreaming of this situation for so long. before you could say anything, rat anyone out, leehan’s hips hit so deliciously inside of you, his fingers grazing just the right spot you came without warning, moaning loudly, your boyfriend’s hands on your body the only thing holding you up.
“oh i know,” leehan cooed, kissing your cheek as his grip remained harsh on your face, “it’s so much isn’t it? i haven’t come yet though, princess, you gonna help me o-”
“leehan,” you whispered harshly, turning to look at him as best you could in his position, panic written all over your face, “jaehyun!”
“jaehyun?” he repeated loudly, feigning ignorance as you shook your head, panicked, “why are you thinking about him right now?”
“no!” you whispered, incredulously, “h-he’s at the door!”
leehan smirked, putting on an angry face as his head snapped to the door. jaehyun looked like a deer in headlights, a real pervert caught with his hand still on his exposed, angry cock. the man whimpered.
“jaehyun!” leehan yelled, starting to circle your clit slowly, “what the fuck do you think you’re doing?!”
you gasped, grabbing his wrist, “what the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
“i-i’m sorry,” jaehyun murmured, moving to turn around.
“wait,” leehan commanded, the man listening with blown out eyes, “come in.”
he applied more pressure to your clit, silencing any complains you could’ve held as you gasped.
“tell me what you were doing,” your boyfriend spoke, jaehyun’s eyes were facing the floor, while both your’s and leehan’s were on him. “go on. you little pervert.”
jaehyun whimpered again, “i-i was masturbating over you two. i-i’m sorry, r-really. it won’t happen again.”
“masturbating,” leehan scoffed at his word choice, “you’re such a little freak. do you get off to the sight of my girlfriend? naked, stuffed with my cock? bet you wish she was doing that for you.” jaehyun started sniffling, tears beginning to leak from his eyes. leehan smirked, “or is it me? do you wish i was fucking you? telling you how good you’re doing for me.”
jaehyun looked up with panicked eyes, meeting leehan’s smirking face as he just shrugged.
“i-i don’t know,” jaehyun sobbed, head falling back down to the floor.
you looked back at your boyfriend who just smiled at you. “didn’t you say you wanted to try domming the other day, baby?” he hummed, “i think i found the perfect sub for you.”
you started laughing, looking to jaehyun who stared at you, dumbfounded. you could tell he was having a hard time not looking at your boobs. “you think i can?”
“i think he’ll obey anything anyone tells him, baby,” leehan hummed, taking his hard cock out of you before moving to approach jaehyun, wiping the tears off his cheeks, “such a good puppy. and besides, we have to punish him, so i’ll help out.”
jaehyun shook his head in response to the word ‘punishment’, leehan nodding in turn with a pout on his lips. he turned to you with a sickly sweet smile, “can you get the box for me, princess?” he turned back to his leader, “and you, get on the bed.”
jaehyun sniffled, trying to dry up his tears, doing immediately as leehan said, climbing on the bed and sitting against the headboard. you put the box of toys on the end of the bed, leehan giving a quick kiss to the top of your head as you went and kneeled in front of jaehyun.
“so pretty,” you hummed, smiling, wiping his tears off his soft cheeks, “even when you cry.”
leehan smiled, handing you a gag shaped like a dog treat. he’d bought it especially for this very moment. he’d been dreaming about a wet, perving jaehyun, just tied up and choking around a dog toy, really living up to his puppy name. wordlessly, he nodded to jaehyun, who’d bit his lip as soon as he’d laid his eyes upon it.
“we use a colour system,” leehan said, tapping jaehyun’s cheek so his head rolled in his direction, “either i’ll check in, or you just say it. if you can’t say it, tap one of our shoulders. okay?”
jaehyun nodded quickly, his pupils dilated beyond belief, his eyes big and helpless. leehan shook his head, jaehyun swallowing as he tried to think about what his friend would want, “yes, sir.”
the name made leehan laugh, “sir. ah, what a good pup. now open up.”
jaehyun whimpered before opening his mouth, submitting immediately to the gag. you tied it around the back of his head, leaving a kiss on his cheek as you came back round. you pouted as you looked at his still-exposed cock.
“oh baby,” you cooed, hand dancing over his thigh as you pulled his basketball shorts down his tanned thighs, running your fingers gently up his bare skin. “you look so hard. do you want mummy to sort that for you?”
leehan’s eyes widened as he watched. mummy. he’d have to save that one for later.
myungjae nodded, tears lining his eyes once again as you started nodding along with him, a fake pout on your lips. your hand moved to run up his cock, running over the head to gather all the precum that had gathered, using it as a lube as you went back down and up, down and up. jaehyun’s head flew back against the headboard, whining helplessly around the gag, spit beginning to gather at the sides. you held a wicked smile on your face, watching the man in front of you slowly turn to ruin.
“does that feel good, baby?” you cooed, jaehyun nodding in response, “tell me when you’re about to cum, okay? just tap mummy on the thigh, she’s got something extra special for you.”
leehan could see a smile struggle to appear on jaehyun’s face, nodding repetitively at nothing, even as you finished talking. you could feel the boy’s cock start to twitch in your hand, raising your eyebrows in anticipation at him as he started to grab at the fat of your thigh.
“are you going to cum, myung? you close?” you pouted, waiting until his body had started flailing with the build up of his orgasm before you ripped your hand away, a smile overtaking your lips at his sad, shocked eyes.
he whined loudly, leehan coming and sitting beside you, cupping the boys face, “what’s wrong, hyung? you can’t handle a little punishment?”
tears fell from his eyes, leehan pouting in faux sadness as your hand crept back onto jaehyun’s cock. he was trembling, his body convulsing as he whined at the feeling of your hand. he was gasping for breath, leehan’s thumb stroking his cheek gently, “it’s okay, baby boy. dumb puppy just wants to cum, hmm?”
jaehyun nodded tearily as you laughed, “not yet, pup.”
“but look at our little puppy, y/n, doesn’t he look so desperate?” leehan pouted, looking to you.
you smirked, “he does look desperate.” your hand didn’t let up on his cock, his pre-cum thick, covering the length and your hand. you looked up at him with big eyes, “but just one more, can you do that for me, puppy?”
jaehyun shivered, nodding, tears falling freely from his eyes, spit dripping down his chin onto his chest as he cried and whined. leehan’s hand went to where the globs landed, scooping it all up before shoving his spit-covered fingers in his mouth, licking them clean.
you chuckled, watching your boyfriend. while he was so taken with jaehyun, you moved your hand, gripping his length too. leehan groaned loudly at the feeling, maintaining eye contact with his leader as he did so. jaehyun’s eyes widened at the sound, and the intimate nature of the gesture, before he started moaning too.
you took your hand off jaehyun’s cock, the man trembling beneath you. you cooed, “it’s okay, it’s okay.” your hand moved to the back of his head, removing the gag. you placed it on the bed beside you before returning your hands to both the men’s cocks, both of them moaning loudly in sync.
“kiss him,” you said, staring at jaehyun.
he was dazed, his pleasure having gone to his head. his head lolled as he looked down to you, “hmmm?”
“donghyun, kiss him,” you said, your boyfriend smirking before grabbing his friend’s face with one hand, smashing his lips to jaehyun’s spit-covered, pouting lips. leehan shifted so he was kneeling beside him, one hand gripping his face, the other playing with the curls on the back of his head.
they both moaned, leehan laughing slightly while he ruined jaehyun even further. smirking as you watched their mouths move against each others’, you tapped leehan’s lap to move him in closer, leaning down and taking both their tips into your mouth, your hands continuing to work on the base of their lengths.
“oh my god, princess,” leehan moaned, his hand carding through your hair, “you’re so good, so fucking good to me.”
“i-i-i’m gonna— i’m gonna cu— oh god– fuck! donghyun!” jaehyun cried, hips trying desperately not to buck up in your face as he came all over your mouth. you moaned, hand moving to leehan’s balls, massaging him to orgasm.
“fuck– princess,” leehan groaned, moans deep as his cum spilled into your mouth.
the two men were left panting, pulling their dicks from your grasp as you sat up. your boyfriend smirked, tapping your cheek as he always did after a blowjob, “come on, then.”
you rolled your eyes, opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue, showing the mess from both men. some of the cum started dripping from your tongue, jaehyun’s eyes widening as he witnessed the scene.
“good girl,” leehan cooed, “jaehyun-ah? you want some?”
you smirked, squeezing his face to open his mouth up, the boy sticking his tongue out immediately, as you let some drip down onto him. pulling away, you swallowed your load, jaehyun whimpering as he swallowed his.
“you wanna fuck me, myung?” you cooed, playing with the hair on the back of his head. he shook his head quickly. “oh? then what do you want?”
“i– i—” he stuttered, looking between the two of you, “i– please fuck her.”
leehan laughed condescendingly, “you want me to fuck her while you watch, pup? god you’re such a perv.”
a sob escaped myungjae’s mouth as he shook his head, “not a perv.”
“yes you are, baby,” you cooed, “come on, get comfy then.”
the boy whimpered, pulling leehan’s desk chair out from under the desk and sitting quickly, practically vibrating with expectancy as he watched the two of you get into position. leehan chuckled, looking into your eyes as he fucked you as he normally would. the routine of sex was familiar to the two of you now after dating for so long – he knew what made your body tick and you knew exactly what he liked, when he liked it. your bodies moved in sync, moaning together. suddenly, a high pitched whine broke you from each other, making you smirk as you looked over.
the other boy in the room was sat with his thighs spread apart, his hand moving impossibly fast over his cock, already covered in cum. he was overstimulating himself, high pitched whines escaping him from pain. “p-please don’t stop!”
leehan chuckled, continuing to fuck into you harsher and deeper, your gasps turning to moans as you came with a final thrust of his cock and rounding movement of his fingers, his cum spilling into you moments after. “happy now, perv?” he panted, myungjae moaning loudly at his words.
“we have to put the gag back on him,” you giggled, hiding yourself in leehan’s chest.
“hmm, i think i have something even better,” leehan hummed, kissing your forehead as he set you down. you opened your arms, allowing jaehyun to come crawling into your grasp, cuddling into your body. you carded your fingers through his hair softly, smirking as you saw leehan rummaging through the box.
“mm, what’s he getting for you, pup?” you cooed.
leehan laughed, pulling out a chastity cage he’d once bought for an experiment between the two of you. “a punishment fit for the dorm pervert, wouldn’t you say?”
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a/n: i accidentally posted this before it was finished so thats why its formatted like this😭
warnings: grinding, teasing, no real smut actually it kind of stops abruptly but ya i hope you enjoy still!!!
22:16 - “how long left, baby?”
woonhak hummed, his hands gently stroking your waist as you sat on his lap, your back resting against the desk. “i don’t know, babe. you know i don’t.”
you sighed dramatically, beginning to shift on your boyfriend’s lap, your hips moving back and forth, “but woonie i’m so bored!”
woonhak whined, gripping your waist harshly, “babe, please, i’m working! i can’t be distracted like this.”
“my handsome guy, who works so hard all the time,” you cooed in his ear, moving your hands to run through his hair, your hips moving in on woonhak’s bulge, suddenly able to feel his cock hardening through the fabric of his jeans. “don’t you need a break, baby? you work so hard, and it’s so late.”
woonhak groaned, resolve crumbling, as he leaned back, allowing himself to enjoy the feeling, “i am tired…”
“and you won’t even have to think, baby. let me do all the work, hmm?” you hummed, stroking his face with your thumb gently, in contrast of the harsh rolling of your hips.
woonhak whined, bucking his hips up slightly as his cock became fully hard, and his wanting overtook any rational thoughts, “y/n…”
you smiled, stilling your hips as you leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, “well… let me know when you’re finished then, okay? i’ll be waiting for you at home.”
you climbed off his lap, grabbing your bag that lay on the sofa in woonhak’s studio as your hand met the door handle. before you could turn the metal, woonhak had grabbed your free hand.
as you turned to look at him, eyebrows raised expectantly, woonhak whimpered, puppy dog eyes looking straight through you.
“please don’t leave me like this,” he murmured, moving closer to you as he took your hand and trailed it down to his hardened bulge, “l-look what you’ve done to me… i can’t– i need help.”
“are you saying you can’t get yourself off, baby?” you ridiculed.
woonhak whined, similarly to how he did whenever he threw a tantrum, “y/n… i need you! please, i’m so hard…”
you scoffed, gripping his cock through the fabric as woonhak’s head flew back, his mouth dropping open, “i thought you were busy?”
“no! no i’m not busy! i-i’ll do whatever, please baby, i need you so badly,” woonhak whimpered, now with both hands holding one of yours as he begged.
you smirked, “okay, baby. well log out of that computer, then get undressed and on that couch.”
“b-but—”
you gripped his face with one hand, “you just said ‘i’ll do whatever’, woonhak, now do as i say.”
woonhak nodded, quickly escaping your grasp and moving to log out of his laptop before shedding himself of all his clothes.
“i told you, you don’t need to think at all, i’ll do everything for you,” you cooed, climbing onto his lap as your boyfriend sat on the sofa, hard dick upright.
“thank you, thank you,” woonhak repeated like a prayer, as you removed your t-shirt, woonhak’s head immediately finding your boobs. your hand worked on his cock as your boyfriend moaned loudly, “oh– oh god— thank you, thank you, oh my god, y/n– so—”
you giggled, after deciding his pre cum had lubed him up enough, you stood up, making woonhak whine. you ridded yourself of the rest of your clothes, your boyfriend biting his lip as he looked you up and down.
you positioned your hand by his face, underneath his mouth, and raised an expectant eyebrow, woonhak knew what you wanted and spit over the skin of your fingers before you moved them down to finger yourself gently, just enough to open yourself up.
woonhak moaned at the view, watching as you worked your soaking heat, before harshly grabbing his cock once again and sinking down. woonhak felt like he could’ve exploded then, brain melting at the sensation, his mouth hanging open as whines, whimpers and moans beyond his control came flying out.
you giggled as you watched him, this boy who was so unwilling just five minutes ago, god you could talk him into anything.
“feel good, baby?”
woonhak nodded, collecting some saliva that had started to drool from the corners of his mouth before speaking, “s-so good, y/n, you’re– you’re so good for me.”
hey cutie… here with crazy thoughts. you mentioned dad!bnd and you also mentioned breeding-kink!bnd so i just wanted to know your opinions for the members! can be all or 1 but i want to know ^_^
also take care and drink safely sweetheart 💗
- ilysungho ☁️
bnd ot5 x reader [smut, fem!reader]
warnings - SMUT!!!!!! MDNI!!!!! absolutely FERAL bnd, and, obviously, breeding kink, seperate classifications for each
a/n - omg okay so i’ve done this briefly before here and here but this is one of my FAVES so of course i’m gonna expand. also your sungho breeding kink blurb the other day oH my god. !!!!!!!!
sungho was nothing if not patient. he was patient when dealing with five overactive members. he was patient when he shared a bedroom with whichever of the boys drew the lot this time, leaving sometimes months where he couldn’t fuck you. he was even patient with some kinks he thought would be too weird, or too burdensome to bring up to you.
but this. this was too much for him.
“sungho, look!” you cooed, bouncing your best friend’s new baby in your arms. you’d just popped round to drop off a birthday gift for your friend, but lucky for the two of you her baby had just woken from a nap. sleepy eyes blinking up at you, giggling upon recognition. “i want one.”
he swallowed, taking a deep breath to try and restrain himself, but he couldn’t stop thinking about the sight, late into the night.
“hey, y/n,” he called out to where you stood in the connected bathroom. he was sat up in bed, half-hard already as his imagination escaped him. “were you serious earlier?”
“hmm?” you called back, pre-occupied with your skincare. he got out of bed, walking to the bathroom door.
“earlier,” he breathed, mind rushing with images of you holding the baby, of you swollen with pregnancy; belly, tits, hips, cunt filled to dripping with his— “when you said you wanted one. were you serious?”
you blinked at him, his ragged, heavy breathing and hard-on in his pyjama bottoms suddenly gaining your attention. you smiled, “of course. i mean, we have our own place now! we have money, jobs, i mean we’re not married but who’s bothered besides your parents, right?”
sungho took in a shaky breath as you walked towards him, looping your arms around his neck. his hands flew to your waist, subtly resting on your stomach. “why? do you want one?”
“oh i want one so badly,” he groaned, beginning to ravish your lips, jaw, neck, any part of you he could connect to. you squealed as he placed his hands under your ass, lifting you up and carrying you over to the bed. “i want to fill you up over and over again until it’s taken and watch you carry my babies, oh god, y/n, i want it so badly. if it takes tonight, i’ll marry you tomorrow, i don’t care, no one will know the difference.”
he laid you down, ripping off his t-shirt and pyjama bottoms, watching with hungry eyes as you pulled off your t-shirt too; leaving you in your thong. sungho groaned, hands running up your body as he started to kiss every inch of skin he could.
“please… please let me fuck you now,” he mumbled against the skin of your stomach.
you whimpered as he started lightly tracing the outline of your folds through your panties, “ah! sungho, fuck me, please. give it to me, right now.”
sungho took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. he didn’t think he’d ever been harder in his life; his tip was leaking precum - something that rarely ever happened. he pulled your panties down your thighs before pulling his cock out his boxers, not even bothering to properly remove either garment.
“i’m gonna put it in, okay, baby?” he hummed, hovering over your body, kissing the skin of your boobs gently as he began to press in, his hair tickling your neck as it flopped over your skin. your hands threaded through his chestnut locks at the feeling of him stretching you. you both moaned deeply as he bottomed out. “i-i’m gonna– fuck. i’m gonna move, darling.”
“sungho, please,” you whined, panting with need as he started thrusting deeply, slowly. you pulled his head up to yours by his hair, connecting your lips.
his hand moved from off your waist, grabbing a pillow that was previously resting behind your head and wedging it under your hips. you chuckled, pulling away from your boyfriend’s lips, “what’s that for?”
sungho was panting, he almost looked intoxicated, eyes heavy as he looked back at you, “it’ll take easier if your hips are lifted.”
you laughed, gasping out as he hit particularly deep within you, “you know your stuff, huh?”
sungho groaned, trailing wet kisses around the circumference of your breast. he looked up at you, shaking his head, “oh darling, you have no idea how long i’ve been waiting for this.”
riwoo🦦🍡 [slight talk of struggling to get pregnant, MAJOR cum talk, dom!riwoo]
living together for three years, married for one, it seemed like the perfect time to start trying for a baby. both you and your husband agreed. but riwoo, as a caring man, and an isfp, remained diligent and detail-focused on almost everything he did.
“y/n, i just got a notification, it says that your due to ovulate over the next couple of days, so we should really go a couple extra times today and tomorrow,” riwoo said, barely looking up from his pregnancy tracking app as he spoke. “and no coffee.”
you grumbled, glaring at your husband who looked up at you with a sweet smile, “i appreciate the reminder, sanghyuk, but you really didn’t need to tell me. i’ve been able to feel my boobs every second since i woke up this morning.”
riwoo’s mouth ran dry, biting his lip as he stared at you, “o-oh. really?”
you sighed, nodding, “yeah. if no coffee wasn’t fun enough, turns out tracking every phase of my body really does make you feel it even more. in fact i’m almost 100% positive i’m going to ovulate today. and i could've told you that before you reminded me..”
“r-really?!” he exclaimed, grabbing your hand as you go to move past him, “well then, should we…”
nodding with a polite smile, riwoo gave you an unimpressed stare back. you sighed, “what?!”
“what’s wrong?” he hummed, taking both your hands and staring into your eyes, trying to read for your hidden emotion, “this is supposed to be fun. we’re making a baby!”
“i’m sorry,” you shrugged with a sigh, “it’s just… beginning to feel more like a chore these days. it’s been a few months of ritually trying and trying and not eating this and taking vitamins and– i just wish something would happen, you know?!”
riwoo nodded, pulling you into his arms, “i know, sweet, i know. we can stop if you want—”
“no! no! i want a baby, riwoo, i really do,” you nodded.
“good,” he breathed, biting his cheek as he contemplated his admission. he cupped your cheek in his hand, “cause this has been… really turning me on. knowing when you’re ovulating. thinking about you all swollen and sensitive because of me? and ugh– don’t even get me started on watching my cum dripping out of you every time.” you stared up at your husband, shocked. he chuckled, hand moving so his fingers were under your chin, lifting you to look up at him. “what? shocked?”
you breathed out a laugh, nodding. you swallowed, trying to rehydrate your dry mouth, “i mean when you put it like that–”
but riwoo’s mind was still racing, “and obviously we don’t want it spilling out of you, right? since we’re trying so hard. so i always scoop it up and finger it right back into your little hole, even as you’re whining about not being able to take anymore. god, it just makes me want to go again and again.”
you whimpered, riwoo smirking before he began kissing down your neck. you checked the time quickly, thinking of your plans for the day, “sanghyuk. quickly, i have to go out but we can fuck quickly now and then tonight i’m all yours.”
he looked up, smiling, “promise?”
you nodded desperately, already beginning to tug at his t-shirt, “i promise.”
“okay,” riwoo agreed, pulling his t-shirt that he’d worn to bed the night before off, before stopping, “but i want you to keep all that cum i give you stuffed in there, okay? i want to see it running back out of you tonight.”
your knees were weak as you nodded wordlessly.
he smiled, “good girl.”
myungjae🪻🐕 [reader’s on the pill, cumming inside]
“fuck,” jaehyun sighed, rolling his eyes and kissing his teeth as he turned back to you.
“what?” you hummed, resting up on your elbows, still stark naked as you watched your boyfriend rummage through every drawer in his bedroom, “none left?”
“none left,” he sighed in confirmation, walking heavily back over to the bed and sitting down with a pout. he stroked your thigh comfortingly, “sorry, baby.”
you sighed, sitting up and brushing your fingers across his bare shoulders lightly, “we could still…”
“no, you don’t like giving blowj—”
“no, myungjae,” you chuckled, “i meant we could still fuck. i’m– i’m on the pill, you know.”
“you are?!” he gasped, breathing becoming heavy as he sat up, caging your body against the bed with his arms.
you smiled, nodding, one of your hands running up his strong arm, “it was supposed to be a surprise, but… what better time than now? i’ve only been on it for like a week but surely it’s fine. i can always pick up a morning after pill if not–”
“y-you’re on the pill,” myungjae repeated, now on hands and knees as he nibbled and kissed at your bare skin, “i-i can cum in you?”
you giggled, petting his hair and nodding, “as much as you want, puppy. you can fill me up so it’s spilling out.”
he moaned, panting at this point as he gathered your wetness on his fingers with one stripe, using it to spread around his hardened cock, giving himself a couple pumps before lining himself up. “are you sure, my love? cause once i start, i don’t think i’ll be able to stop.”
“just fuck me, myungjae, please,” you gasped out, your boyfriend doing as you said and bottoming out in one movement. both of your bodies jerked towards each other, moaning loudly from the action.
jaehyun’s breathing was unsteady, shaky breaths being taken just outside your ear making you smile. you ran a hand through his hair.
“you okay, baby?” you chuckled, groaning slightly as jaehyun shifted his body.
he nodded, “j-just, fuck, feel so good all– all bare for me. so tight… so– fuck, so fucking good. can i move now, gorgeous? can i please— ughh”
he cut himself off with a moan as you thrust your hips up, the movement causing a chain reaction - jaehyun’s hips pistoning into yours immediately.
he was desperate. his mouth hung open, any and every sound making its way out. he had one hand beside your head, keeping himself up, as the other gripped onto the headboard. his hips were moving faster than he could comprehend, a carnal desire to breed you moving faster than his brain could produce thoughts. his eyes were trained on you though, on your face as it screwed up in pleasure, eyes rolling into the back of your head, lips in a tight line when they weren’t open to the sound of your moans.
“i-i’m gonna—fuck! i’m gonna cum, y/n, i’m gonna fill you up so good,” he mumbled, head moving to bury itself in your neck, “gonna take my baby for me, right? god you’re so beautiful– gonna be so beautiful pregnant with my baby– shit! fuck! y/n…”
he whined out your name as his hips sped up (if that was even possible), fucking into you like a rabbit, cum spilling out and filling you up. you gasped out high pitched moans, jaehyun sitting himself up on his knees, cock still buried in you as he started circling your clit, your orgasm washing over you like a tidal wave.
as you came down, panting, you looked at jaehyun. his eyes were stuck on where your bodies met, a slight smile on his face, despite his mouth-open panting. he pulled out slowly, replacing his cock with his fingers as he fucked his cum back into you.
“ah! jaehyun,” you winced, grabbing his wrist.
“sorry,” he breathed, removing his hand and laying down beside you, “god i hope that worked.”
“jaehyun, i’m on the pill,” you said, scoffing, “that was the whole point.”
he looked at you, eyes wide as he started whining, “what?! y/n! ohh i want a baby now!”
taesan🎸🐈⬛ [mum!reader, mentions of body change due to pregnancy, slight lactation kink, pregnancy kink, dom!taesan]
“i’m home!”
“dongmin-ah!” you exclaimed, rushing to the top of the stairs, your husband blinking up at you in shock with a slight laugh as you appeared suddenly. your baby daughter was sitting on your hip, crying as she grabbed desperately at your top, your toddler son grabbing onto your leg, also crying, though taesan could see even from the bottom of the stairs that they were crocodile tears. he looked to you, your eyes screaming help.
he chuckled, throwing his coat down and running up the stairs, taking his son in his arms. “what’s wrong, baekho-ya?!”
an hour later, after wrestling both children into bed, he collapsed on the sofa next to you, a glass of wine in your hands as you curled into his body. both of you were tired from the day, laughing about anecdotes of either the kids taesan worked with, or your own children. you fell quiet after a while, when the wine had been drunk and the kids were guaranteed fast asleep.
taesan’s hand ran up and down your body absentmindedly, eventually slipping under your shirt and caressing your boob, it fit nicely in his hand. one of his fingers brushed over your nipple as it hardened in his touch. your tits had definitely grown from when you and taesan had first met - the effect of two children, though they’d gone back down now at just over 12 months post-partum.
“seulgi’s growing up fast, hmm?” he said quietly, as you hummed in agreement, “not even breastfeeding anymore.”
you scoffed, chuckling lightly, “that’s where your mind goes?”
“i miss when these were all swollen,” taesan groaned, massaging your boob, before moving his hand down to rest on your stomach, “and this. all round with my baby.”
you knew how much pregnancy got your husband going. he’s always had a breeding kink, you should’ve known it’d only be natural for him to have a pregnancy kink as well. but during your first pregnancy it was confirmed, the man constantly having his hands all over you. he pretty much begged you for another child as soon as he could, which is why there was only 2 years between your first two children. he seemed to be going to break that record though, with 18 months between the next.
“please,” he whispered, you swallowed as you looked in his eyes, knowing exactly what he meant. you thought of all the struggles, but also what an amazing dad taesan was, and how good the sex was when you’re pregnant.
you released a breath you didn’t know you were holding, moving taesan’s hand down to your thigh, you smiled, “do whatever you want to me, baby. i’m yours.”
he groaned, removing your hand from his as he held your two hands above your head. he ravished your body, his hot breath and wet mouth trailing downwards, as his free hand worked to remove all your clothes on the bottom half of your body.
“you gonna stay quiet for me, yeah?” he hummed, smiling up at you from where his mouth remained, hovering over your heat, “my good girl.”
you drew in a shaky breath as he kissed over your cunt, “taesan, please. just fuck me.”
he smirked, looking up at you, “you’re so desperate, huh? so desperate for my cock. for my cum. for me to breed you, get you all good and pregnant like i always do.” he moved so his face was now hovering above yours, removing his trousers quickly, giving his length a couple pumps before lining himself up. “i’m not gonna be gentle, either, baby, so watch your mouth. fuck, we’re gonna do this every night until i see those two little lines, okay?”
leehan🪸🐠 [cunnilingus, cumming inside, no mention of protection, oddball leehan, dom!leehan]
“fuck— leehan,” you moaned, your hips bucking up into your boyfriend’s mouth, hands tugging on his long blonde locks as you came.
he smirked into your cunt, pressing soft kisses over the skin as you came down. he sat up, hand stroking your waist to bring you back to the room, a soft smile on his face as your eyes met his. “hi, baby.”
you giggled, “hi.”
“i’m so hard princess, can i fuck you? or are you too sensitive?” he pouted, taking your hand and bringing it so it was resting over the top of his boxers, his hard cock tenting the material.
you moaned at the feeling, beginning to tug his boxers down his thighs, his dick springing out, “fuck me, leehan, please.”
he grinned, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips before lining himself up with your already dripping entrance. he slowly started to enter, inch by inch as you gasped, and he panted. once fully inside, he simply gave you a smirk before starting to thrust hard.
“leehan!” you gasped, your boyfriend chuckling as his hips continued their brutal attack.
“oh, princess, i was so desperate,” he teased, “so hard. this is just the trick.”
your mind went numb, mouth dropping open, allowing any sound to escape as leehan tucked his hand into the underside of your knee, lifting it to hit a new angle entirely. he hissed. his other hand moved to your skin, running up your stomach, feeling over the skin until he reached your breasts, rolling your nipples between his fingers.
“can you imagine if you were pregnant?” he murmured, hand now massaging your boob, as your shocked eyes land on his face.
“wh-what?” you choked out. leehan had never shown any signs of wanting to start a family before, though thoughts of the future had obviously played on both your minds.
“can you imagine if through this, through fucking you, filling you up with my cum, you got pregnant. and you’d get so round and big, from your stomach, to your hips, to your tits?!” he exclaimed, shaking his head. his hips were slowed now, but each thrust was harsh. “and it’d be all my fault. people would look at you and know that i did that to you.”
you scoffed, no, not thoughts of starting a family, just pure horniness. still, you’d had no idea about this secret breeding kink. i guess you really do never know what he’s thinking.
leehan looked down at your expression, but before you had time to comment, he’d sped back up, fingers finding their way down to your clit, circling the bud wildly. you whined loudly, back arching off the bed.
“that’s it, princess,” he hummed, he knew exactly when you were going to cum — he found you so easy to read, “i’m gonna fill you up, let everyone know i belong to you.”
gasped out whines escaped you as leehan brought you through your orgasm before doing exactly as he’d said, filling you up with his warm cum, the liquid seeping out around his dick, covering his base in a white ring. he laughed at the sight before pulling out and wiping both of you down. you stared at him in disbelief from where you lay on the bed.
“what?” he mused.
“you care to explain what the fuck just happened?”
leehan shrugged, breathing loudly as he laid down next to you, “just thinking.”
