#sub!got7

 He was on the phone with someone in the living room, but you didn't know who. all you did know was that they were talking about you. about how he has felt tortured through every heat, as if he was the one in heat. as well as about how he masturbates to the thought of you nearly every night and how it's getting to be frustrating for him. *poor baby...* you think to yourself while rolling your eyes.

“I don't know man…after this long i think any attraction she might feel towards me is probably all in my head” he sounds disappointed, dismissing whatever his friend said “yes, i've tried everything, I even suggested sleeping together the other night but she just turned me down” oh, that's what he meant.. oops “yeah i'll talk to you later, have fun” and with that he hangs up, no idea that you could hear every single word of his conversation.

“so…” he nearly jumped off the couch as he whipped his head around to look at you “who was on the phone?”

“wh- uh.. nobody, i thought u were sleeping” he rushes his sentence, a hint of panic in his voice 

“woke up” you shrugged

“how much of that did you hear…?”

“enough” you smiled, walking towards the couch “get up” your smile doesn't fade as he stands up, obviously nervous as to what you were going to do

“listen, i-“

“shh” you take the collar of his dress shirt between your thumb and pointer finger, acting like you're trying to think of something “you don't need to explain yourself to me, in fact” your fingers move to hold his chin “the feelings mutual” you lean in to gently rub your lips against his, loving the feeling of him trying to hold himself back from kissing you. your other hand reaches down to his crotch, you already knew he was hard by his amazing smell but the feel of it is even better.

you grab his shirt and pin him between you and the wall next to the couch “what's the matter baby? I thought you’ve been wanting this since I moved in? or did I just hear you wrong?”

his breath hitched as he realizes just how much of his conversation you heard “i- i…” his words caught in his throat as he struggles to wrap his mind around this moment. he did want this, he’s been craving you since day 1… and you can smell just how turned on he is.

“Look at you… already so overwhelmed and I haven't even touched you yet…” you growl into his ear and bear your teeth against his neck, gently grazing your fangs against his adams apple causing him to whimper and bite his lip.

“p-please…” his voice barely audible and his hands weakly grab at your wrists 

“please what?” you continue running your mouth over his neck, poking your tongue out to gently lick a spot here n there

“p-please… f-fuck me…” his voice still so low you would be surprised if anyone else would even be able to hear him

“so soon~?” you smirk against his skin and lift your head to meet his eyes “no.” letting go of his shirt you walk towards your bedroom, not hearing him behind you turn and use your chin to gestures towards your door. he gets the hint and forces his unstable legs to move as fast as they can towards your bed. undressing him as slowly as possible you decide to tease him a bit more “so, do you really think of me everytime you touch yourself?” he swallows nothing, his nerves are on edge as you take your time with every little button on his shirt “and you really thought you were quiet enough for me to never hear your little whines?” he lets out a shaky breath as he closes his eyes and bites his lip

“i thought-“ 

“it doesn't matter what you thought” you interrupt him “this would've happened eventually even if i hadn't overheard your conversation… you smell too good” you kiss his neck “you look too good” you kiss his chest “and you sound way too good” you kiss his abdomen, earning a sweet gasp. 

his dick stands at full attention, visually begging for your touch, tempting you to use his body, but you have other plans for the moment. after undressing yourself you turn your attention back to your latest chew toy, whos lost in his thoughts while blatantly ogling your body 

You clear your throat and his eyes dart up to your face “kneel” he nods and kneels in front of you, staring in awe at your own begging cock an inch from his face “well? I'm sure you can guess what's next” you smoothed his hair back as you spoke. he had never done anything with a dick other than his own but the sight of yours made his mouth water...he flattened his tongue against it as he licked a stripe along the length of your cock before twirling it around the tip, making you grab his hair and tug slightly “don't be a fucking tease” you scolded through clenched teeth, it was hard enough to not immediately ravage him let alone keep your cool when he thinks he has any inkling of power. wrapping his hand around the base he takes your cock as far as he can without choking, moving his head back and forth and using his hand on the rest. He speeds up after he notices you grip on your own hip, and whimpers around you as he feels your grip tighten in his hair.

“shit…” you mumble, his mouth feels better than you expected “baby boy…” he looks up at you, his eyes big and brows knitted together in need but he doesn't slow down “s-stop… hold still” he's confused but does as he's told “relax your jaw and breathe through your nose” you take hold of his head with both hands and slowly start bucking your hips into his mouth, reveling in the warmth and wetness of it. he reaches down to relieve his own swollen cock but you kick his hand away “you're not allowed to cum until I say so” you growl, speeding up your hips until he's a drooling, whimpering mess holding onto your thighs for dear life. he desperately tries to catch his breath when you finally slow to a stop, his face pressed against your lower abdomen, but you cum down his throat with a loud groan that almost mimics a roar. pulling out of his mouth you give him a moment to recover, enjoying the sight of his beautiful face covered in drool and cum.

“baby…” you lift his head with your index finger “you did so good for me, you want more?” he nods weakly and you help him up onto the bed. propping up his head and knees with pillows, you make sure he's as comfortable as possible while massaging his thighs and hips, earning what sounded like a cross between a moan and a sigh from him. 

“don't move” you say as you get up to grab a bottle of lube, squirting a generous amount into your hand and warming it up around your dick. you circle his hole with your finger and, making use of the excess lube on your hands, stretch him out enough to fit you.

“a-aah~” he moans as you fit in a third finger “y/n… feels s-so-“ he cuts himself off by moaning louder while your hand moves almost as fast as your hips did “i'm g- i'm gonna—“ his back arches as he cums with a shout, forgetting your one rule… 

“Pet…” your tone stern and upset “what did I say?” 

“i'm sorry im sorry im sorry” he chants as you don't slow your hand down in the slightest until you stop abruptly in order to slide the head of your cock in

“Since you can't hold back one orgasm, i'll just take a couple more ” with one rough thrust his ass swallows you whole and you take a second to bask in the feeling. despite only having been through three heats since moving in, you've gone through many others without a partner, making his ass feel that much more heavenly. 

“fuck baby… you feel so fucking good…” you let out a breathy chuckle as he whimpers in response “this is going to be fun”

your starting thrusts are slow, too slow, torturing him as he whines for more. 

“faster…” he mumbles

“hmm? what was that?” a smirk spreads across your face

“f-faster” he says a little louder, perfectly loud enough for you to hear

“i'm sorry i just can't hear you when you mumble like that, pet”

“fast- aH” you cut him off by thrusting into him as hard as possible, a guttural moan leaving his throat as he clings to the sheets. his moans could be heard by the neighbors two floors away and you looked forward to the noise complaints as you pounded into him. 

your fingers dig into his hips leaving their prints behind, you lowered yourself onto him while making sure to keep your pace and connected your mouths in an aggressive, needy manor that was far too messy to be called a kiss. tongues writhing around each other like snakes, teeth sinking into lips, his hands tangled in your hair, it was all just enough to bring you both over the edge again. 

His screams bounce off the walls of your apartment when you don't slow down in the slightest, lowering your face to his neck you leave a dozen bruises the size of your mouth while wrapping your arms around his waist to bring your bodies as close as possible. his hands leave the sheets to cling onto your back, leaving scratches with every thrust as his moans turn to sobs.

After an hour of pulling him back into the bliss he deserved over and over again you’ve successfully covered his chest and waist in a mix of purple marks and cum, your back bleeding slightly from his own lack of restraint. 

“y...y/n… I can't…” he sobs 

“one more sweetheart, can you give me just one more?” you nibble on his ear as his weak arms try desperately to hold onto your shoulders. He can only whimper in response when his mouth searches for yours, capturing it in an attempt to say yes. unwrapping an arm from around him you reach down to touch his cock, his hips jerk away from oversensitivity and He cries out as the combination of finally being touched and your hips rhythmically timed with your hand make him see stars as he chants your name.

clean up was… well let's say it took almost as long as it did making the mess… after wiping off the majority of the cum from you both you start a nice hot bath and finish cleaning him there, making sure to include plenty of praises.

“you really were amazing today” you picked out his clothes for the night “even my legs feel weak” 

“thank you…” he mumbles 

apartments never really sparked your interest. the idea of being so close to your neighbors gave you anxiety. but after living with you crazy ex-fiance, you needed your independence and the only place that could fit your budget and your standards were nearby apartments.

however, once you moved in you've grown to like the apartments. sure, sometimes you couldn't stand the obnoxious yelling and blaring music your neighbors did but you really did enjoy yourself. and your neighbors enjoyed you too.

somehow, out of all the buildings in the complex, you get put in the one with the wildest and horny boys you've ever met. but you weren't complaining though. now that you were back on the single radar, you were doing far more than you've ever done with your ex. and what's funny is that you have them completely wrapped around your finger.

as you were making your way towards your door, you saw a tall, familiar boy checking his mail. his bright red hair could be seen unmistakenly for miles and damn did his thighs look good in those jeans. your eyes wandered up and down his long legs (and those hips), then traveled to his stomach, wondering if he's still working on those abs. man, does he know how to get you wild up.

"hi, gyeomie~" you finally greeted and he turned to you, giving you a cute smile. "hi, noona. how was your day?" his voice was soft and he ran his hands through his cherry colored hair, which was common while talking to you. he'd also lightly tug on his shirt collar or let his jacket slip down his shoulders to reveal his collarbones, a feature he knew you were fond of. but you pretended to not ever notice. you loved the little shy yet smug look he gave you.

you only hooked up with him once after a night out but that doesn't mean you don't dream about those dancer's hips often. even though he's young and inexperienced, it certainly doesn't show.

"long. I just need to relax and unwind a little," you said suggestively as you leaned against the wall to reveal your cleavage, smirking when you see him struggle to keep his eyes on your face. he lightly tugs his shirt down once he feels the sudden tightness of his jeans, making your eyes trail down to his crotch, he was already somewhat hard. naughty boy. "it's too bad you made plans" your hand slides up his thigh until you meet his boner, it twitches underneath your fingers. "I was hoping for some fun tonight."

yugyeom glanced uneasily at his surroundings, afraid of getting caught. you grin, satisfied with the mess you made of him. while he was struggling to come up with words, he swallowed. his underwear started to feel wet and sticky from how much you were tormenting him. "I-I mean... I could cancel if-" you interrupted. "no, no, no. I'd feel bad. besides, I'm sure momo is dying to see you."

a smirk tugs on your lips at the dumbfounded look on the younger boys face. you pushed yourself off the wall, removing your hands from his erection and coming face to face with him. a soft whimper could be heard as your dark, lustful orbs met with his slightly lighter shades. "by the way, if you wear those jeans and show me those collarbones again, I'll pin you to the wall right then and there so everyone can hear how much of a bitch you are for me."

you give him an innocent smile before smacking his ass and running up the stairs to the second level of the apartment. leaving the poor boy libidinous and desperate for an orgasm.

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"fuck~" yugyeom moans into his hand as he thrusts his member into his other hand. trying his best not to wake up his roommate, bambam.

after his encounter with you earlier, he couldn't contain himself as different scenarios played in his head. he just wanted you so bad. the thought of you tugging his cherry strands as you nibbled on his prominent collarbone and stroke his hard, sensitive cock made him pump himself faster.

"oh, mommy." he whined softly. that simple 5 letter word has him quaking. yugyeom shuts his eyes, imagining your wet tongue gliding gradually along his tip, his free hand now rubbing his nipple.

he had to bite his lip to hold back his embarrassingly loud and high-pitched moans, a little whimper and a soft 'mommy' slipping out occasionally.

hot and sticky liquid was now dripping down his hand as he was getting closer to his orgasm. It was pathetic; him fucking himself like this. small beads of sweat dripped down his face making his hair stick to his forehead while his teeth sunk into his bottom lip. chest moving up and down swiftly and erratically, back arched up off the mattress as his fuck himself into his hand. pathetic yet so beautiful.

it was not long until he released onto his chest, jerking off his orgasm. he then sucked the cum off his fingers, moaning as he thought of your praise.

"was I good, mommy?"

Not much could surprise you, who always saw the unexpected. 

Because of this, it became even more shocking when your seemingly vanilla husband had suggested something a little too kinky. 

Although you were the dom in your relationship, he never wanted anything extreme. 

So, you just decided to make the most of it.

"Did you just say what I think you just said?" You asked, blinking a lot more than usual. "Please, Y/n? Being at home all day is getting a little boring."

Now here you were, prepping your strap-on as Jinyoung bent over, half-hanging out the window. 

You could hear his whines as you teased him, tapping his hole lightly with your tip. "Y/n, just put it in already-" Jinyoung let out a choked back moan as you pushed your length inside him. 

"Shush, baby. Don't want anyone to hear your slutty moans, do we?" Just the mere thought of this aroused him, his cock leaking precum all over the floor.

"Such a slut." You cooed, beginning to thrust a little faster. "A-ah! Yes, I'm such a slut for you! Please, fuck me harder!" He moaned out, resulting in a harsh slap to his ass. "I thought I told you to be quiet." 

Despite your warnings, Jinyoung couldn't help but moan as your cock hit his prostate. It was a new feeling to him, and he liked it. It was scary yet so intriguing. Now that he had a taste of it, he was addicted.

You took your free hand and put it near his mouth. He seemed to get the message, sucking on two of your digits. "I-I'm going to cum soon." He said, the words muffled by your hand. "Go ahead, Jirongie. Cum for me." 

Just like that, long white ropes of cum spurt out of his hard cock, spilling on your floor. A loud, muffled moan escaped his mouth. You continued to thrust into him, riding out his orgasm, before pulling out. "Good boy. Now let's get you cleaned up, okay?" 

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Jinyoung was obsessed with this exciting sensation, attempting to seduce you whenever he could. He wanted cock so often that it was starting to drain almost all of your stamina. 

"Baby, I'm tired."

"Cmon' Y/n. Let's do it again!"

You could never say no to him.

it’s unbelievable how needy you could make him. got7’s intimidating and scary leader, lim jaebeom, pliant under your rough touches.

he’s on his hands and knees, moaning loudly as he takes what you give him. he’s stroking himself through it, not that it’d matter much; there’s a cockring snug around his base that prevents him from having a full orgasm anyway.

“getting close, beomie? gonna make a mess of yourself?” you ask, using one hand to hold his hips to yours as you fuck into him, while the other is teasing his sensitive nipples.

his moans increase in pitch, and you know he’s close. he chokes on a scream, arms tending as he grips the sheets between his fingers. he experiences a dry orgasm, trembling in sensitivity as you continue.

“s-so, hah, good,” he whimpers, gasping as he feels your lips on his neck, draping yourself over him. your hips are working into him so deeply, and his mind is going blank.

the sound of a door opening distracts the both of you. jaebeom freezes and tenses, while you smirk devilishly.

jinyoung stands at the doorway, staring wide eyed at the sight before him, and you notice the way his pants seem to get tighter. “y-you told me to come over- i didn’t know you were- i’ll just-“ jinyoung stammers awkwardly, blushing and turning away. “stay.”

he stops, turning back toward you and meeting your eyes. you look him up and down, taking note of the way he quickly hardens in his pants. “need help with that, jinyoungie?” you ask, and he nods slowly, avoiding your eyes. “on the bed.” you mutter, keeping your hands on jaebeom so he wouldn’t be too needy.

he kneels onto the bed, thighs spread slightly. “touch yourself, and if you’re good, then maybe i’ll let you cum soon. is that okay with you?” you ask, and he nods, slyly moving his hand to palm himself over the fabric of his jeans.

your hips start their pace again, slow and steady. jaebeom moans some more, matching your rhythm. jinyoung moans from beside you, breathing harshly between sounds. “do you know how pretty you are, jinyoung? jae and i have been wanting to make you ours for the longest now- fuck,” you groan, cursing when jaebeom clenches around you.

jinyoung whimpers at the praise, chewing on his bottom lip as he pushes his pants down some more and pulls his fully hard cock from his boxers, stroking himself in time with your thrusts.

“so pretty for me ‘nd jae, right?” you whisper, and jinyoung nods. “pretty for only you and beomie,” he agrees, fucking into his tight fist.

jinyoung edges himself, taking his hand away from his cock as his hips buck pathetically at the denied high. “good boy, youngie. holding yourself off for us.” you groan, not too far behind your own high, feeling the warmth low in your stomach. “isn’t that right, beom. nyoung is being such a good boy,” you tease, and jaebeom gasps sharply. “y-yes! jin-jinyoung is being so good,” he answers brokenly.

jinyoung is whimpering and whining, mouth parted as moans leave his plump lips. he’s obediently touching himself as you asked, and edging himself when he gets too close.

and jaebeom is crying. fat tears streaming down his face in both desperation and frustration. every thing is both not enough and too much; and it drives him crazy.

he chokes on a sob when he feels you pull out, tilting your head back as you cum onto the sheets.

jinyoung is gripping the sheets between his fingers, cock throbbing as precum drops down his shaft he edged himself twice, being as obedient as he could be.

“good boys,” you mutter, pulling away. “ready to cum?” you ask, and they both nod, jaebeom sneaking a glance at jinyoung who’s bashfully avoiding both of your stares.

“jinyoung, get on your knees in front of jaebeom. make him cum, and then you can.” you order, taking time to snap the cockring off of jaebeom before the boys scramble to get in position.

jaebeom presents his needy and red cock to jinyoung, and jinyoung needs no more order before he’s teasingly mouthing at jaebeom’s cock. jaebeom jolts in turn, melting into the sheets as he feels jinyoung’s mouth.

“good boys, doing exactly what i asked.” you praise, carding your fingers through jaebeom’s hair, while he does the same to jinyoung.

jinyoung is stroking himself slowly as he blows jaebeom, and his need to cum becomes overwhelming as he works harder to get jaebeom to cum too.

jaebeom pushes his hips into jinyoung’s mouth, and jinyoung doesn’t mind at all. he bobs his head a few times, before going all the way down and holding himself their momentarily, humming around jaebeom.

jaebeom curses, leaning his head onto your shoulder for support as he gets closer and closer.

“c-cumming! oh fuck-!” he exclaims, thighs shivering as he empties himself into jinyoung’s throat, eyes closing tightly as he rides out his orgasm.

jinyoung sits steadily below him, his own thighs spread slightly as his cum makes a mess of his fingers. jinyoung pulls off of jaebeom, swallowing and looking up at the both of you.

you help him into the bed, and he hides his face, only speaking up a moment later. “do- do you guys want me to leave?” he asks, voice raspy but somehow still soft. “no, not unless you want to...” jaebeom says gently, clasping hands with him and lacing their fingers together.

“are either of you up for a bath? we can all talk and sort everything through after the sheets are clean.” you say, and both boys agree, allowing you to draw them a bath while you took care of the sheets.

the process didn’t take long. after they’d gotten out of the bath, you’d dressed them in some of your shirts, and the three of you promptly rested on clean sheets.

“what now?” jinyoung asks, lips forming their natural pout as his head is on your chest. jaebeom smiles into your skin, sneaking a glance at jinyoung.