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[A/N.] In this part: Johnny, Kun, Jaehyun, Renjun, Jaemin, Shotaro, Chenle
In part 2: Yuta, Doyoung, Jungwoo, Jeno, Yangyang, Sungchan, Jisung
ik shotaro left nct but I already finished writing his part b4 that announcement. Shotaro and sungchan were treated like shit and I hope sm keeps their promise and debut them in a boy group soon!!!
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This man loves teasing. He will randomly decide to tease you just because he's bored and wants to make you horny and/or make you punish him. He's not shy to be the one to initiate sex, he will for sure tease you with lingering kisses on your neck, collarbone, shoulder, hands, tits, stomach and thighs until you become a bit more rough on him and degrade him, pin him down, choke him or tie his hands. Not surprisingly, he's probably the most confident in himself and will go as far as even teasing you in public or in front of his members (in secret), whispering dirty things to you at a restaurant, resting his hand on your thigh under the table, going closer and closer to your pussy while joking around with Mark. All of this shit will be done with a smile on his face, no regret or nervousness.
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钱锟 / 전곤 / kun
Kun best boy. Since he has many hardships as a leader of a group of energy crazy boys, in a romantic relationship he prefers just giving his partner the power to make all the decisions so he doesn't have to think for once. Therefore he typically just does everything you say obediently, always such a good boy. The only time he would ever "tease you" is when you tell him to worship your body since that order is open for different interpretations, so then his tongue will swirl around your nipples and his mouth will create hickeys all over your boobs (he's a titty guy) as his cold fingertips tickle your thighs, neglecting giving you attention where you need him the most until you finally pull on his hair and force his head down to choke him with your thighs as he gladly eats you out. That's the closest to a tease he'll be. He just wants to be a good boy and only do what you tell him to, never have to use his brain. No, instead he prefers when you tease him and torture him by sitting or grinding your wap on his thighs, abs, chest — everywhere but his dick and tongue — until he's begging for your sweet pussy, only to have you shove your fingers in his mouth to suck on. Best boy.
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정윤오 / jaehyun / jay / jamal / jeffrey
a spoon switch (lol) he will be the little spoon for you when you want him to and that's when he likes to be naughty! Don't get me wrong he can be such a cutie and just be happy with your arms around him — but sometimes he feels a bit more bratty than cutie. As soon as you envelope him in your arms, his back against you, his dimples make an appearance and dirty thoughts cloud his head. Twenty minutes into the movie you feel a large, warm hand on your ass (he has long arms and can probably reach). He smirks (which you can't see) but doesn't say anything to make it seem like an innocent touch, although his little head is coming up with more dirty ideas. A few minutes later he kneads the fatness for a little bit. "Hm, baby?" "Nothing, it's just soft," himbo says. You know what he's doing — seeing as similar instances happened many times before in this position — and you play along moving your cold hand up to his tiddie. "Hm?" he mumbles. "Nothing, it's just soft," you say and he blushes, flustered at your teasing. A few minutes of breathing later, the large, warm hand moves a bit lower and you think he's just gonna touch behind your upper thighs, which he did very often both as a little and a big spoon. You're not prepared when his long arm reaches all the way past your butt to your pussy to massage your lips and the tip of his long middle finger reaching your clit, smirking again. Safe to say you didn't watch the rest of the movie.
(a/n. Jaehyun my bias? Whaaaat— I have no idea what ur talking abt...)
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黄仁俊 / 런쥔 / renjun
He's such a good boy so he rarely teases you. However, he has his moments when he's not your angel, like when he's feeling a teeny tiny bit jealous over you laughing way too hard with Haechan or giving Jisung all your smiles and hair ruffling, unconsciously ignoring your dear, sweet boyfriend who's watching you from across the room. In those cases he will get a bit annoyed and try to think of how to get your attention which usually would be by pouting at you or sitting down next to you and resting his head on your shoulder to get you to look at him. But...other times it might go further if you still don't give him attention. He'll go "hmph oh well" and sit opposite to you and send you a nude and a nasty text and just watch your reaction with a smile.
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나재민 / jaemin
Babie acts naughty sometimes just because he's bored or wants your attention or he forgets your rules. It could have just been a slow day, watching Netflix and cuddling, nothing special when he decides to put his face in your tits, insisting that "it's just so comfortable" only to end up lifting your shirt up to kiss your boobs. And he knows he looks so, so pretty when he's making out with your boobs and looking up at you innocently; he knows that will either lead to you pushing his head down to squish his neck and cheeks between your thighs or to you teasing him back by pushing him away and masturbating, not letting him touch you or himself — either way is a happy way. He will usually be a good boy though. Just a little needy every now and then when he feels like it.
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大崎将太郎 / おさきしょたろ / 쇼타로 / shotaro
Omg babie. He's such a good boy and always obeys your orders during sex, result from having an obsession with being praised by his partner. That being said he only ever teases you in very certain circumstances. These circumstances include when he's needy for your attention either because you haven't spent much time together lately or because he's jealous of the attention you give to Yuta (or *insert another hot bitch*), or when he unfortunately gets influenced by movies, music or guy friends to act more dominant or take more charge in bed — either way, he will act so confident, resting his hand on your ass in public, biting your neck, telling you all the dirty things he will do to you when you get home. And every single time ends in the with him whimpering "mommy" as he cums, tears on his cheeks, thanking you profusely and promising you to always be your good boy.
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钟辰乐 / 鍾辰樂 / 천러 / chenle
(A/n. I'll add him when this post gets 150 votes since his part is not finished yet and I rlyyy wanted to post this anyway!!)
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pairing :: sub!qian kun x dom!gn!reader
warnings :: omegaverse, boypussy omega kun, kun is a TA, alpha!reader (has a dick- can be read whatever gender), reader is a student, mr. lee is taeyong, tutoring, porn w/o plot, like it’s just porn, reader loves his scent, omega slick, like lots of it, and cum too, not explicitly stated but 100% consensual, hickeys, cunnilingus, fingering, edging, overstimulation, kun is a tsundere, reader has a massive cock, fucking on a table, kun squirts once, reader calls him princess, mindbreak, breeding kink, kun is a slutty lil pillow princess, knotting, passing out, reader takes photos of him passed out, slight somnophilia (reader makes kun taste cum while he’s asleep), fucking with glasses on, jesus Christ how did I fit all of this
word count :: 2.5k... i got a little carried away with the content
Synopsis :: You've always had a thing for pretty, smart, older men.
playlist link here! or listen to “Promiscuous” by Nelly Furtado
You were never the best student. You didn't mean to be so unfocused; it just turned out like that. Whether talking with your friend or scribbling on your paper until it bore you to death, your attention would be on everything but the lesson.
"Y/n, could you stay for a moment?" Your professor, Mr. Lee, called out after most of the class had left. He sat at his desk, his younger TA next to him. Both were young- maybe less than a decade older than you?
"What's up?" You asked, leaning onto the desk.
Despite asking, you already knew it was about your grades. Even though your performance was lacking, it wouldn't hurt to improve.
"As you may know, your recent assignments have been lackluster." He began, looking the papers over. "It may be a good idea to get a tutor. I've spoken to Mr. Qian about it, and I trust him enough to provide you with the help you need. What do you say?"
Mr. Qian? You glanced at the TA next to your professor. Hm. So that was his last name. You had never really spoken before, so you knew him as Kun. He was soft-spoken and very well-mannered, always speaking eloquently. The man was never in the same part of the room as you, so you didn't pay much attention to him.
You smiled, turning back to Mr. Lee. "When do we start?"
When you agreed to private sessions, this was not what you hoped would happen. It was Sunday morning, and the warmth of fall was still present.
Then Kun walked in. As you opened the door to let him in, a strong omega scent hit you like lightning. It reminded you of strawberry candy, the type you'd find in those tiny plastic wrappers. You know, the ones you'd find in a typical Asian store. There was a strange depth to it that was more than just candy. The sweetness was intoxicating, so easy to breathe in and savor.
You could feel your mouth water as you led him to your coffee table- god, had he always smelt this heavenly?
Not only that, but he suddenly appeared much more attractive. His silver-rimmed glasses lay perfectly on his face. You began to scan his clothes discreetly, eyes pleasantly surprised.
He noticed your gaze as he let out an awkward chuckle. His hand moved up to adjust the sleeve of his sweater. It was a light blue with white stripes at the collar, like a vest he usually wore over a collared shirt. You glanced at the sweater again. He wasn't wearing a shirt underneath it.
"I guess I am a little underdressed. It's warm today- I hope you don't mind?"
"Oh, of course not." You said, snapping out of your trance. "I don't mind at all."
You didn't mind an hour ago. Now you wished you said otherwise.
As Kun was halfway through a lengthy and detailed explanation, you were practically glaring at him. A sleeve of his sweater slipped off his shoulder, exposing his collarbone.
Dirty thoughts filled your head. Him without the sweater. Him moaning as you marked his gorgeous collarbones. Him bending over as he begged for your cock-
"Y/n, are you listening?" He said, waving a hand in front of your face.
Your head jolted back up to look at his concerned face, desperately trying to hide your spontaneous boner. Fuck, you just got a boner from your teacher. This day couldn't possibly get worse.
"Are you okay? You've zoned out this whole time." He said, genuinely worried.
"I-I'm sorry." You blurted out, eyes darting around the room. "I'm just distracted."
"Distracted?" He asked, eyebrows furrowed. "Distracted by what?"
"By- well- this." You explained, gesturing to his hole whole appearance.
"This?" Kun repeats, now mildly offended. Then he looks down at your raging hard-on and back at your flustered face. "Oh... Oh."
Another wave of his scent fills the air around you. You begin to lose control of your senses, leaning in closer. Your pupils dilate, and your eyes fill with lust as you breathe it in.
Kun begins to panic as the scent of your arousal continues to trigger his, his panties already dampening.
He had to admit you were attractive, catching himself staring a few times in class, but he had never expected it to go this far.
"T-This is so inappropriate." He stuttered out. "I'm supposed to be your teacher!"
"Inappropriate? My entire apartment smells like you! You're the one wearing that stupid sweater!" You exclaimed.
"You've never had a problem with my scent before!"
"That's because you've never looked this fucking sexy!"
Kun falters for a moment, eyes wide open. "Wait, looked? I thought it was just the scent!"
"No, it's just you! Stop seducing me!" You say, hands on his shoulders.
"And if I don't?" He replies quietly, testing the waters.
You pull him in closer, inches away from his face. Kun starts to leak as your pheromones affect him.
"I'll fuck you until you can't even walk."
He whimpers as you kiss him, hand palming your erection. A small string of saliva connects you as you pull away. You trail kisses down to his collarbone, where you suck harshly on the skin you've wanted to mark, eliciting a faint whine.
You shove his back onto the table and pull his jeans off, throwing them god knows where. You’re met with the sight of his gorgeous legs, smooth to the touch. As your eyes move up his thighs, you move a hand to rub him through his soaked panties.
“Stop teasing me….” He pleads, unconsciously pushing his lower half onto your hand.
You laugh at his eagerness and place a hand on his hips, preventing him from moving.
You hum lightly and inch the pretty panties off him, placing them on the side of the table.
His scent grows stronger as you spread his legs, exposing a pink, hairless, and virtually untouched pussy. Your mouth watered as copious amounts of slick began to drip on the floor.
“God, you're going to be the death of me...” you mutter, feasting on him with your eyes.
You eagerly lean in and begin kissing his thighs. Kun groans as you guide your mouth everywhere but his pussy.
As Kun begins to grow irritated, a gasp escapes his mouth as you lick a stripe on his pussy. The taste of his arousal spreads through your mouth.
If the scent of him drove you crazy, his taste was on another level. It had vanilla and strawberry undertones, sweet and sugar-like.
You dove back in, licking circles around his clit. Kun mewled as you moved your tongue down to his entrance, hungrily tasting the slick he let gush out. Your tongue easily entered him, plunging in and out.
“F-Fuck,” he said, moans growing louder. “I’m so close.”
Just as his thighs began to shake, you pulled away completely. Kun let out a loud whine, desperately trying to chase after his lost orgasm.
Once you were positive that the buildup was lost, you easily plunged a finger into his hole. Slick or not, it wouldn't hurt to prep him a bit more.
You took your free hand and slid it up his sweater, caressing his nipple. Kun’s breath hitched and his thighs instinctively squeezed together.
You forced them apart again, inserting a second finger and sucking harshly on his clit. He let out a surprised yelp that quickly turned into loud, needy moans.
Your fingers curled up as you thrust them deeper, eventually finding his G-spot. You pressed up against it, thrusting in and out.
Kun’s entire body shook as he neared orgasm yet again, only for you to halt your movements. He makes a pained noise as he attempts to fuck himself back onto your fingers, but the stimulation was lost.
You laughed at his reaction, already pushing a third finger into him. The slide was incredibly easy and your fingers jabbed against his G-spot once more.
He sobbed as arousal pooled in his stomach, nearing his high again. He panted heavily and moved to take his glasses off, but you grabbed his hand.
“Don’t.” You said, looking at his disheveled appearance, his glasses beginning to fog from the heat. “They make you look sexy.”
Kun whimpers as you continue to finger fuck him, so close to the edge- closer than you'd ever pushed him. He squeezes his eyes shut in the hope that you’ll let him cum, only seconds away from his orgasm.
A broken sob escapes his lips when you pull your fingers out completely, licking them clean.
“You- You're so mean...” He cries, eyes glossy and beautiful.
“Me? Mean? I don’t think you should be insulting a student, Mr. Qian.”
Kun winces as reality hits him. He bites his lip and looks at you, teary-eyed.
“I hate you, y/n.” He whimpers, averting his eyes away from you.
You smirk at him, eyes filled with lust. “You say you hate me, but your slick is getting all over the floor... Again. Tell me, sir. Do you want me to fuck you or not?”
He bites his lip before glancing at you. “Please...” He whimpers again, spreading his legs farther apart.
You smile, unzipping your pants and pulling your massive cock out of your underwear. Kun widens his eyes at the size. He’d never taken anything like that before.
Your cock throbs as you swipe a glob of precum with your finger and point it at Kun’s mouth.
The man catches on immediately and eagerly takes your digits into his mouth, moaning from the taste. Another wave of arousal gushes from his entrance, and you lick it up before your floor can become even wetter.
Kun moans as you push your cock in, already pushing against his G-spot.
“Halfway there, princess.” You say, grasping his hips and pushing him farther down.
Only half? He thinks, already feeling filled to the brim.
He screamed as you shoved yourself inside, stretching his insides as you buried yourself balls-deep inside of him. He couldn't believe how full he felt, how much pain mixed with pleasure.
It only takes a few small thrusts before Kun already feels like cumming, his denied orgasms making him a thousand times more sensitive.
You grunt as his velvety soft walls begin to clench around you, so you pull out completely.
He cries out at the feeling of being empty, grinding his hips into the air.
“Fuck, please!” He whines.
“Please what?”
“C-cum! Please let me cum!” He pleads, but you pound into him before he can even finish talking.
His stomach bulged as you thrust deeper inside him, reaching places no one else could. He gasped as he felt himself stretch further than he thought possible.
The sudden sensation caused him to squirm wildly, trying desperately to escape the pleasure. It only intensified the feeling as he struggled to cope with it. The pain and pleasure were almost unbearable, yet it felt so good.
Before Kun knew it, his orgasm hit him like a truck. The room filled with his pretty noises as he clenched around your cock, cumming all over it.
Panting heavily, he rode out his orgasm before realizing that you weren't stopping. The pleasure turned to the pain of overstimulation. His thighs shook as you thrust into him, pleasure slowly taking over his body.
“Ah, wait- what are you doing?” He moaned as you pounded into him ruthlessly as if you didn’t care about how he felt.
“You said you wanted to cum, right princess?” You said, hand massaging his clit.
Kun screams as he squirts all over your cock before coming a second time, having no time to recover as you continue to thrust into him.
He cried out as you fucked him hard, causing his body to shake uncontrollably. Every nerve ending seemed to fire at once, causing him to feel like he was going to pass out. And then, just when he thought he couldn't take anymore, yet another orgasm washes over him.
“You good, princess? We’re nowhere near done yet.”
He nods lazily as you coax orgasm after orgasm out of him. His eyes are glued shut at this point and his voice is hoarse from moaning like a slut. He feels so faded that he can't even remember how many times he’s come, the morning turned to the afternoon as you fucked the living shit out of him.
“Fuck me harder!” He begs, his insides practically memorizing the shape of your cock. “Ah- please! Breed me full of your pups! ♡! ♡♡!”
You take a moment to admire your work. The once-composed and eloquent TA was reduced to nothing but a babbling mess. His sweet scent was long gone and replaced with the smell of pure sex.
You considered his request. You knew he wouldn't get pregnant, so what harm would there be?
Kun cums one last time, clenching even harder around you. You feel your knot expanding, catching against his rim.
With one final thrust, you bury yourself in him. Cum shoots deep inside him in regular 5-minute intervals, filling him up until you can see a faint bulge in his stomach.
Kun is pretty much passed out, so you scroll mindlessly on your phone until your knot comes down.
When the time comes, you ready your camera and pull your cock out. Thick and slick gushes out into a small bowl (you had prepared for this beforehand) and you snap one too many photos.
Kun looks majestic. He's wearing nothing but his oversized sweater and his collarbone is exposed, covered in dark hickeys. His hair is ruffled in a post-sex mess, and glasses laying on the tip of his nose.
You take a few photos of his gaping hole, pink and clenching around nothing. You hum before scooping a generous amount of the cum-slick mixture with your fingers and feeding it to him as he lets out a small moan in his sleep. You clean him up a bit before getting dressed and cleaning up your apartment, which smelled an awful lot like strawberry candy (courtesy of a large amount of slick on your floor), and your citrusy scent.
Once done, you lay in bed next to Kun before falling asleep, holding his body close to yours.
By the time you woke up, the man was already gone.
True to your word, Kun showed up to school the next day stumbling and with a noticeable limp. He had done a good job cleaning himself though, and all remnants of sex were gone.
You giggled as Mr. Lee and numerous students approached him asking if he was okay, concern painted on their faces.
Right before the lesson began, you approached Mr. Lee as he spoke with Kun.
“I've been having trouble with this lesson, so could Mr. Qian sit with me? I've learned over our session that he's good at many things.”
Kun’s eyes widen and he nearly chokes on his spit, face growing red.
Thankfully for him, the professor doesn't seem to catch on, and now Kun is taking a seat in the back of the class with you.
The tension seems to ease as you stay silent for most of the class, but you turn to him halfway through and place a hand on his thigh.
You can already smell his scent releasing again before you lean in and whisper something into his ear.
“We’re still on for that session Wednesday, right princess?”
a/n :: decided to post this while you guys wait for first love pt.2... it’s not very good but it’s what we have for now (i literally wrote this at like 3am bc I was horny or something...) i’ve been dreaming of tutor!kun and we need more boypussy sub!idol fics !!
for ten, i definitely agree that he’s a brat to the core. literally watch him interact with ANY of the neos and it’s so blatantly clear that he’s the brattiest brat that’s ever bratted.
for xiaojun, i feel like he’s a bit of a bratty pillow prince like walk with me,,,he’s such a sassy guy who has only the highest standards for himself and if u don’t meet them, he’s gonna let you know and whine about it !
looking at yangyang, he’s the sweetest and most obedient little thing ever :( i feel like he would absolutely thrive off of your praise and always wants to make you proud so he can get his rewards :( he never wants to make you angry with him so he always listens like the best boy ;( (i lowk see him having a thing for petplay)
regarding winwin, i couldn’t agree more that he’s an obedient sub. i feel like he just wouldn’t like going through the trouble of being punished, so why even bother acting up? like xiaojun, i feel like he’s a hardcore pillow prince that loves to lay back and take everything you give him :3
kun gives me very big service top vibes lowkey…i don’t really see him as one to like bottoming because of his naturally dominant nature around others but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like when you push him around and give him orders ! he’s convinced that his top responsibility as your bf is to give you the utmost pleasure whenever you ask for it and he’s never going to deny you that.
last and DEFINITELY not least, mr. hendery. as someone who wants him biblically, you can imagine i’ve thought about this once or twice lmfao. in MY opinion (don’t shoot the messenger) i feel like he’s a huge brat who has a thing for being manhandled. while he’s not as cocky as ten, he likes to push his limits with you and see how far he can get before you give him and give him some of the best fucking of his life.
warnings : sub!kun & dom!reader, housewife!kun, miss kink?, not smut just slightly suggestive; this is pretty light and soft so not much to warrant warnings
word count : 757
a/n : this went a completely different way than i was expecting it to, but i love it nonetheless. i hope you enjoy my kun feelings. my keelings.
it’s days like this where you are most happy, most at peace. days like this spent at home with your lovely husband.
kun was stayed up in the kitchen washing dishes despite a perfectly functioning dishwasher being located directly to his left, just because he knows you like it. always making sure to scrub every spec away, allowing the ceramic to shine brightly in the light. he wouldn’t have it any other way. and neither would you.
you were laid up in the living room, draped across the expanse of the loveseat accompanied by a fluffy, white throw blanket, glass of wine in hand. a tv show played at a mild volume on the television in front of you, but your mind was focused on the delicate sound of kun humming the tune to something you recognized as he cleaned away. part of you wanted to leave him be and allow him to do his chores. the other part of you - the sinister part - wanted to call out to him, make him lay back against you and allow the night to carry the two of you into the dim glow of serenity. with the raise of your brow and a smirk painted on your lips, you chose the latter.
“kun, honey,” your voice rang, traveling to the kitchen.
“yes, miss?” kun responded, never stopping his dishwashing.
“come here, please.” your voice was coated in a sweet honey, yet still ever as domineering.
kun stopped upon your request, or command rather, and made his way to stand before your presence with his hands resting behind his back. what a good boy.
“take your apron off. lie down with me, yeah?” you softly smiled at the man, masking your true intentions.
“but the dishes -“
you cut him off mid complaint, “forget the dishes. do as i ask and spend some time with your one and only, please.”
he didn’t think twice, just simply obeyed your word. he untied his apron, neatly folded it, and laid it on the dining table. he shuffled his way to you and sat himself between your legs, the spread of your thighs and the pat of your hand being enough to guide him. he’s exactly where you want him.
his head rested on the swell of your chest, and he intently followed the beat of your heart, drifting into the thumping rhythm. you gazed down at him softly, with pure adoration and honest love. kun gazed back with wide, innocent eyes, somehow missing the sinful glint that danced around in your irises.
“my dear, you outdo yourself. always working so hard to please me. it seems you repeatedly forget the first rule laid out for you. can you explain to me what that rule is, hm?” you inquired.
kun lifted his head from your chest, “yes, miss. i must never place importance on housekeeping and livelihood duties over my own health and well-being.”
you hummed a sound of appreciation and confirmation, “that is correct, my good boy. i am forever grateful for your dedication to making this place sparkle and shine from ceiling to floor, but you must always remember to rest. do you understand?”
kun simply nodded his head, knowing when his time to speak is and when his time is to remain silent. you shot him a smile and combed your fingers through his hair, subtly pushing his head back down to its previous resting position.
“you did well, my love, doing the housework and remembering your rules like a good, little boy does. i believe i owe you something, isn’t that right?” your eyes darkened impossibly more with your acquisition.
kun whined at your words, breath already speeding up at the promise of the pleasure he so secretly ached for, as your hand slowly maneuvered down his torso, tracing every dip, curve, and divot.
his breath hitched and caught in his throat as you toyed with the waistband of his trousers. ever the patient, yet insatiable, boy, kun murmured a meek, “please,” in protest to your cruel ministrations, back slightly lifting from your form.
“please what, my love?” you ask, your tone gentle and smooth.
“miss, please touch me.”
“as you wish, dear.”
and with that, you slid his pants and briefs down to his knees, indulging him with what he sought and pined after.
the night was young, and your mind buzzed with ideas of what fresh hell you would put your pretty housewife through. god save kun, for he was ignorant as to what awaited the gates before him.
⌲Requested: yesss Helloooo could you write about riding sub Kun on the side of the road in his car because you’ve been teasing him the whole car ride and finally got tired of all his begging and whining thanks
⌲Genre: Smut, Sub!Idol
Word Count: 13k+
⌲Warnings: anal fingering (mentioning), dangerous activity (don't do this), unprotected sex, riding, cream pie, praise kink, slight degradation, slight manipulation (not really but just in case), edging, tears (he cries from pleasure), no after car, slight fluff at the end
Driving was calming. Sitting in the back seat as Kun drives, listening to his specially curated car playlist - that he refused to update. Watching the trees wizz past your windows while the moon follows you two, watching and making sure that you arrive safely. This was a normal occurrence, especially after a hectic comeback. Giving the two of you time to relax, enjoy the open road and some rare time together.
It would be relaxing if Kun could be quiet for two seconds.
“Can you please be quiet?” Taking a deep breath Kun refocused on the road, trying to help you arrive home safely. Every jostle of the car forced him to bite his lip to hide another whimper. This situation was dangerous. He couldn’t understand how you convinced him into it, maybe it was the sugary sweet smile you had as you looked up at him, realistically it was how much you assured him that he’d be okay. He trusted you at the moment. Now, he was very much rethinking that decision. The plug you had used was one of the smallest he owned, but spending more than an hour stretching him until his legs were nothing than jelly underneath of him before telling him to drive around the city was torture. These drives weren’t new, roads that Kun knew by the back of his roads, but under his conditions he wasn’t sure he could last.
Under any other circumstances he would commend your planning skills. Weakening his resolve throughout the day by well placed praise, running your fingers through his hair and gently scratching his scalp as you whispered how proud you were of him. Walking in on you watching videos of their recent comeback while endlessly complimenting his performance. By the time you had told him about your plan he was putty in your hand. How could he say no?
He wishes he would’ve. You had stretched him thoroughly, pressing two slicked fingers into his hole making sure to avoid his prostate. Every time he clenched down around your fingers you had slowed your pace, waiting until his orgasm had faded away before pressing in another finger. By the time you had reached four fingers his thighs were shaking, and he was moments away from crying. Four missed orgasms would do that to you. After calming him you had slipped the plug in, leaving him wonderfully filled despite the small size. It was comforting at first being constantly filled, even though he knew this night wouldn’t end in him being filled properly. Now it was continuously pressing against his prostate and due to being the driver he couldn’t adjust it, along with his cock pressing uncomfortably against the rough fabric of his jeans - fuck you for telling him not to wear underwear.
“Kun, can we take the back way home? It’s so much more scenic I really want to see the stars.” Glancing into the mirror he was met with the sight of wide eyes, and sighed. You were laying it on thick, and Kun was unable to deny you. A slight nod of his head was all you were given, he knew if he opened his mouth a whine would come out and he couldn’t prove you right yet.
Turning the car down the significantly darker road Kun knew he was in for it. The back road was worn down, more potholes and speed bumps than actual asphalt. With how small it was there was no way to avoid them without running into a ditch. It took only two speed bumps and one pothole for the first moan to slip out, and after that he couldn’t hold them back. The plug pressed deeper into him every bump he hit, hitting his prostate straight on, making his cock attempt to jump in the tight fabric of his pants.
“Pull over.” Kun whimpered at your voice, forgetting due to the onslaught of pleasure he was told to be quiet.
“What?”
“Pull over into that field.” Sending a glance into the rearview mirror Kun skeptically pulled the car over, but he couldn’t deny that relief washed over him once he parked. Finally he wasn’t one deep pothole away from endangering your lives. “Come here.”
Opening his mouth he realized that whatever punishment would be worse if he argued back. Kun opted to close his mouth and climb into the backseat, nervously sitting down beside you.
“You’ve been such a good boy for me today. Do you agree?” Turning to Kun you had to hold back the urge to coo, the nervous look on his face faded away as he nodded eagerly. “What do you think your present should be? You get to decide.”
“Ride me,” Kun’s eyes widened at his own response, you thought he would rescind his answer but he only tacked on a please.
“Of course baby, you deserve it. But first I want a taste. Is that okay?” Once given permission you were quick to unbutton his jeans, pulling them down slowly to not hurt Kun. Once you caught sight of his cock you gasped dramatically, knowing that the extra attention would make Kun squirm.
“My poor Kunnie, so hard for me. And I made you wait for so long.” Kun remained silent, but his cock still twitched at your words, dripping more precum from his tip that was flushed a dark red. Bending over you licked a strip up Kun’s cock, sighing at the taste. You’d regret bending over so awkwardly in the morning, but for now the taste of Kun’s clean skin mixed with the salty taste of his pre cum. Wrapping your lips around his cock you lowered yourself until he was in your throat, nose nestled in the clean shaven pubes he kept around the base. Pubes that led to his happy trail that you weren’t able to see due to the darkness of the car. You didn’t need to see in order to swallow around him, listening to the way his voice hitched at your throat restricting him.
A strangled moan left his mouth, him attempting to hold it back made obvious. Placing your hand on his thigh you sped up your pace, making sure to flick your tongue against the sensitive underside every time you went up. It didn’t take long for Kun to start squirming in the seat, the plug still pressing against his prostate. The constant assault on his prostate and your warm mouth surrounding him made it hard for him to hold back, his hips bucking every time your tongue dug into his slit.
Pulling back you wiped your nose that was dripping, not bothering to wipe your mouth. “You can pull my hair baby, you’ve been so good.”
Reluctantly Kun reached down to grab your hair, only after you stared at him expectantly not taking no for an answer. Going back down you felt Kun tentatively pull your hair causing you to hum around his cock for encouragement. Once Kun got comfortable he yanked your hair harder, you couldn’t hold back a moan. With him now pulling your hair you didn’t hold back, sliding your free hand down to cup his balls, gently squeezing them as your mouth continued working over his cock. It was easy to tell when Kun was close, his squirming grew in frequency along his moans now becoming whimpers. His cock twitched in your mouth signaling for you to pull away. You hadn’t expected Kun to start crying.
Straddling him you cupped his check, stroking it in an attempt to console him. Had he used his safeword and you hadn’t realized? Was he uncomfortable doing this in the car? You knew he had a little less of an exhibitionist streak than you, hence why you decided on an empty field during the night.
“What’s wrong Kun? Did I do something wrong?” Shaking his head he buried his head in the crook of your neck, gripping your dress tightly to keep you pressed against him. You felt him murmur against your skin. “I can’t understand you baby. I need you to speak up so I can fix it.” Normally you would giggle at his pout but you were too focused on the tears running down his cheek.
“Feels good. Wanna cum.”
“I’m going to let you cum, but I want you to cum inside me. Is that okay?” Stroking his cheek you waited for his answer, smiling sweetly at the quiet yes he let out. Pressing your lips together you smiled into the kiss, his normally gentle kisses that never failed to make you feel safe were now needy, eager for the first taste of your lips. He could taste himself on your tongue, only wanting more of it as he sucked on your tongue. Pulling away you ignored Kun’s whine, knowing that if you allowed yourself to get distracted by kissing you’d get nowhere. Scrunching your dress up around your waist you took no time yanking your panties to the side and sliding down on his cock.
Even with Kun being submissive it was easy for him to fuck your life up. Kun’s cock was thick, thicker than any of the dildos and vibrators both of you had experienced with, and long enough to reach deep into you. You should’ve let him stretch you, but the pain was pleasurable as your ass met the tops of his thigh. Placing your hands on his shoulders you used him for leverage, leaning forward and setting a quick pace knowing that the car wasn’t the best place to draw this out.
Once you got a comfortable pace Kun whimpered, knowing that he wasn’t going to last long, especially because every time you dropped down it pushed him further onto the plug, pushing it deeper. A loud whine left his mouth as he squeezed his eyes shut, your walls felt like silk around him, pulling him further into you. You were no better. Knowing that you had Kun tightly wrapped around your finger, where he would drive for an hour around the city just to be good for you definitely worked you up. You were proud of yourself for lasting this long, but now with Kun inside of you, hips bucking up in weak attempts to meet your thrusts as tears ran down his cheeks, you were close to cumming, but you need Kun.
“Cum baby, please cum in me.” It didn’t take long for Kun to orgasm, releasing deep inside of you with a long drawn out moan, his hands holding your waist in a bruising grip. The feeling of his cock spurting cum sent you over the edge. Burying your face into Kun’s neck your eyes fluttered shut as blinding white pleasure ran through your body.
It took a few minutes for you to regain your composure and reluctantly lean back. Kun looked as fucked out as you felt, and you knew there was no way you could drive home like this.
“Wanna nap?” Kun’s husky voice was nothing you could deny.
“Please.” Kun wrapped his arms around you, maneuvering so that you were laying on his chest. The fit was so tight that Kun had to bend his legs, but hearing your calming sigh he knew he could deal with it. “See, my idea wasn't that bad. Maybe next time I’ll pick out the vibrating plug when we go to Winwin’s for dinner.” You giggled, feeling Kun;s spent cock twitch inside of you, followed by Kun lightly plucking your forehead.
“You wish.” Looking out of the window Kun was barely able to make out the stars due to condensation covering the windows. “I don’t think we’ll be able to drive at night the same.”
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[17:24] now playing: bad dreams - bevy maco & summer soul
[a/n] had to split this up because of the damn gif limit so that was fun... :D I’ve also changed my mind about some of these but most of em are bangers so enjoy~ the maknae line ver will be out by this weekend ♡
the harsh clip clop! of your heels fills the room with power. johnny is bent over the desk in front of you, a white button up shirt and blue shorts, that were a bit short for his long legs, clung onto him. you caress his backside with the ruler in your hands, watching his knuckles turn white. "you've been a bad boy, johnny." you say in disappointment that was almost too real, lightly tapping the ruler against his butt. "I'm sorry ms.l/n." he whines into the wood. you lean over him, lipstick stained lips brushing against the shell of his ear. "prove it."
nipple play
his cock is twitching, ready to spill out white liquid and all you've done is suck on his nipples. they were sensitive. only a small puff of cold air was enough to make him shudder and whine for your mouth. he always had a special moan for when you played with his nipples. they were released quickly one after another, slightly pitched and 100% desperate—painfully similar to a dog crying. an empty sob rushes out of him when you held his nipple between your teeth, lightly nibbling as he cried out a pathetic "please."
rimjob
it started with a typical blowjob. you had sucked his cock rather nicely, leaving him fucked and out of breath. when a new, unexpected request was given to you. "eat me." he spread his legs for you, revealing the ring of muscle. there was slight hesitation as you down further between his thighs, his flesh brushing against your cheeks. you licked one quick stripe with uncertainty. a soft, unsteady breath is tickled out of him, barely audible. but it was enough to give a few more licks more confidently before throwing his legs over your shoulders and digging in.
mommy kink
the tight, expensive red dress made you eye candy. it was chic, sexy, and left little to the imagination. and it was taking its toll on johnny. as soon as you got home, he had you pinned against the wall, rubbing his hands and lips all over you like an animal. he was sucking a dark purple spot on your shoulder when your hand found its way around his neck and a switch for submission was flipped. "mommy~" you paused mentally as he hid himself in your neck in embarrassment. you didn't even choke him that hard and his knees were buckling. "what are you doing, baby boy? keep touching mommy." you felt him smiling against your skin before continuing giving it soft kisses.
[they always bring up "oh daddy!" but never talk about "oh mama!" 😔]
you smirk as you watch him tug against the pink rope, your naked body sat on top of him, tormenting him. "please, let me touch you." his whining was beautiful, a sweet melody satisfying your ears. he always begged so preciously. again, he tugs on the restraints, flexing his arms only to have the rope indent itself deeper into his bony wrists. you laugh, amused. "you're gonna have to do better than that, baby boy." taeyong looks at you through his thick lashes and the ends of his new black hair. "please, let me me touch you, mistress. I'll be a good boy, I promise." you deny him because you knew that, secretly, he didn't want them off.
older partner
your phone rang and buzzed on top of your desk, screen lighting up with the name Baby Boy 🐣. you answer it of course. you've been away on your business trip for almost a week now, he surely misses you. you definitely missed him. but you didn't expect him to answer with his two fingers in his mouth and hand palming his clothed dick. "master, please help me cum." he said in between his fingers, sucking on them harshly once he got to the sensitive part of his cock, his chest heaving. you looked at digital clock on your desk; less than 30 minutes until your meeting. plenty of time. "take off your pants, little boy. I want to see how hard you are for master."
lingerie
both of you looked into the bathroom mirror, wearing a matching maroon lingerie set and your phone camera flashing against your reflections. the color looked good on both of you. you admired the way your bra lifted your breasts and made your ass look delicious. but taeyong, though... the lace material clung onto him like it was made specifically for him and him only. he turns slightly, lips latching onto your neck as you took another picture. you rubbed the inner part of his thigh through the stockings and slowly inch your way up his hardening member, palming it and taking another picture. he whines, lightly rutting his hips against your hand. "look at the camera, baby." he did. another whine leaving his lips when you grab his shaft. "that's my slut." you were no longer taking photos, you were taking a video.
pegging
tonight you were trying a new position. taeyong laid in front of you on his side, one of his legs propped up on your shoulder. all of his muscles flexed as you entered him, cautiously. he was fairly tight and the position didn't make it any easier. but once the toy was fully inside of him and he adjusted himself, pounding him was a breeze. you held onto his leg tightly as you angled your hips to give him the best pleasure, your name flying out of his mouth like a prayer. "s-so good, m-mommy~"
the bell jingled from his collar as he crawled towards you. a pair of fluffy, black cat ears sat on top of his head, along with a matching tail that plugged up his hole. he stops in front of the chair you were sitting on, placing his hands on his naked thighs and waiting for further instructions. "come closer." you wiggle your fingers to lure him closer. he stops inches from your face, kneeling in between your legs and you took his chin in between your fingers. "such a good kitty." you purred, scratching behind his cat ears before kissing his forehead. you cupped his face as rubbed himself into your touch, smiling brightly. "only for you, master."
oral (giving)
his choking and gagging didn't go unnoticed. in fact, it filled almost the whole house with its sin and lewdness. but his eyes, big and glossy, seemed to hold so much purity and innocence. as if he wasn't literally deep throating your strap at the moment—it drove you crazy! "you look so cute sucking my cock." he hummed as he bobbed his head, his eyes never left yours, barely blinking. even when his gag reflex said fuck you! and made his head jolt back. you wipe away the few tears that ran down his face, your other hand tangled in his hair. "so, so cute."
pegging
it was a new look for you; having a thick, black dildo strapped against you with a pair of tommy hilfiger boy shorts on. you thought you looked ridiculous, but yuta was practically drooling at your feet, worshipping you as if you were some goddess. "are you sure this is not too..." you glanced at the fake dick, not even imagining yourself using it. "big?" but yuta shook his head, still holding a cute smile. "no, it's perfect." perfect... made you wonder what he did in his free time. but nonetheless, you lubed up the strap, which felt like a chore because of how big it was, and began to line up the tip to his hole. "let me know if I hurt you, okay?" he didn't respond. instead he whimpered as he felt himself stretch out, already itching for more.
voyeurism
"hush, yuta! you don't want anyone to hear you, do you?" you asked while pumping him, but instead he moaned louder, forcing you to shove two fingers in his mouth. he sucked on them harshly, struggling to keep quiet as another girl walked into the public bathroom. you slowed down your movements on his cock so the suspicious wet noise wouldn't be as noticeable. but he felt his orgasm coming, he sunk his teeth into your flesh, making you yelp rather loudly and squeeze his shaft. you peeked out the crack of the stall, that defeated the whole purpose of privacy, and felt relief when you saw the lady washing her hands, unfazed. "lucky bitch." you mumble towards him, restarting your movements as you heard her walk out bathroom, not stopping until his juices covered your hand.
it comes naturally. all you had to do was slip your digits towards his mouth and he'll part his lips instantly so he could feel the smooth pads of your fingertips glide against his tongue. his eyes will close as he softly sucks them with a dreamy expression, feeling at peace as he gradually enters subspace. "just like that, baby." you encourage when he begins sucking harder, taking your fingers as deep as he could. you thrusted them gently, the cushiony feeling of his lips wrapped around your knuckles quite comforting. especially when he moans against them, prettily, his eyes still deep behind his lids and his nose barely scrunching as he feels that familiar tightness in his pants.
overstimulation
his chest was already dripping in cum from his previous orgasm, his face and chest burning up from the sensitivity as you worked your thumb around the tip of his cock. his moans progressively increased in octaves, his quiet, shy moans turning into helpless whines and whimpers. "please~ wait..!" kun begged, a short sob followed afterwards. you proceeded to play with the most sensitive part of his cock, feeling it twitch in your hand as his hips twirled restlessly. he had a safe word he could use if it was too much. "I'm not ready~!" he cried again, all masculinity betraying him towards the end of his sentence as his voice broke down into a desperate and pitiful snivel. "pl-ease!" was the last word he could force out before a loud whine announced his second orgasm. more cum decorating his chest and belly, and one drop even making it to his chin. you ran your hand through his damp, messy hair until his breath regained its rhythm and the tears stopped flowing.
breast sucking
kun was always fond of your boobs. even before the first date, you would catch his eyes peeking at your chest with an undeniable thirst dancing in his eyes. so it was quite hard for him to keep his hands off once the relationship was official, and even harder when you first unhooked your bra. you tried to stifle a laugh when you saw the expression on his face—the desperation and silent pleading. "you want to suck on them, baby boy?" you asked, excited for his reaction. he did not disappoint, he nodded almost immediately, his cute, colorful hair bobbing along with him. you wiggled your finger and he scooted closer, giving a quick peck to your nipple before completely wrapping his lips around it. you ran your hand through his hair, soothingly, as his eyes naturally shut close, sucking like you were delicate and delicious at the same time.
body worshipping (giving)
"you're so beautiful." he mumbled against your skin, placing a passionate kiss above your belly button. his hands massaging your upper thighs, dangerously close to your cunt. you sucked in a deep breath as his mouth traveled down closer and closer to your heat, growing impatient. he pecks both of your hip bones, his hair tickling you. "a queen—my queen." he corrects himself, and finally his face is hovering over your pussy, his hot breath blowing against your clit. you could hear him lick his lips before placing them on yours, tasting your arousal. "this is my favorite part." he says, sounding breathless. his hopeful eyes flicker to yours for permission, and you nod.
"no!" he protests when he saw the black and red gagball dangling from your hands, but you shove it in his mouth anyway. he didn't use his safeword, and at the end of the day he enjoyed it. plus, it's the only way he'll shut the fuck up. he continued to complain against the red ball, but it only came out muffled and untranslated. "sorry, can't hear you~" you sing as you turnt on the vibrator, pressing it against his tip in exchange for more muffled screaming.
dirty talk (receiving)
you dragged him towards the bedroom by the collar of his shirt, then pushed him against the closed door. "I've had enough of your teasing, bunny. you'll be lucky if you even cum tonight." you growled in his ear, locking the door in the process. you could already sense his attitude coming, so you cut him off with a bite to his neck, making him gasp. "you're gonna use that dirty tongue of yours to make me and only me cum. got it?" he shakes his head immediately, not wanting to anger you any further. his cock was aching to be touched. "yes, ma'am."
overstimulation
after a long day he just wants to cum over and over again and tonight was one of those nights. semen trickled down his chest and abdomen as he felt his 3rd orgasm bubbling up in his stomach. you were only giving him a sloppy handjob but it was enough to make him squirm due to sensitivity. "you're gonna cum again already?" you talked in a faux tone, almost mocking. he choked out a small yes! his hips practically thrusting into the air as he his eyes shut close behind his fringe, his moans jagged and lost all harmony. hot cum adds to the thick layer already on his upper body, some dripping down to his thighs. "thank you, y/n."
power bottom
doyoung is a brat, no doubt. he was whining and nagging nonstop for his release. "fuck me, y/n." his tone was pitched, irritated. his face was a very deep red and if smoke could puff out of his ears, they would. "do you really deserve it though?" you said above him, rubbing his tip against your wet folds. he growled in anticipation, craving the feeling of being inside you. but knowing you, he wouldn't get it. so, he grabbed your hips and slammed yourself down on his shaft, making you scream from the sudden wave of pleasure. "d-doyoung!" he's thrusting into you with sinful grunts and groans surrounding you. eventually you meet with his thrusts, a firm hand gripping his neck to remain authority.
"that actually feels good." ten confessed when you started brushing your index fingers over his nipples. a slight chill shooting up his spine as he sat on your lap, both of you shirtless, and his bare back touching your naked chest. you repeated your earlier movements, giving one of them a pinch and a light moan came from his throat. the combination of you toying with his nipples plus your own pressed against his shoulder blades sent the butterflies in his tummy ablaze. "would you like it if I sucked on them?" you asked seductively in his ear, your warm breath tickling him and fogging up his ear piercings. he pondered for a moment, briefly closing his lids before coming to the conclusion that if it feels good for you, than it should be no different with him.
pegging
it was useless trying to get him to be quiet. he was extra sensitive and the strap was hitting all the right places, making his arms collapse beneath his head. "oh, fuck." he muttered into the sheets. you grabbed hold of his hips and increased the intensity of your thrusts, earning a long string of symphonious moans and mewls from the boy beneath you. "feel good?" you asked, even though the answer was pretty obvious. you just wanted to hear confirmation before his ego built itself back up again. "yes, it's so deep! keep going, please." he whined, leaning into your pelvis. "well, since you said please." you joked, then continued to fuck him until you were both satisfied.
exhibitionism
the view was amazing. the city lights shimmering and glistening above and below your hotel window. a trail of bright red and white led lights inching slowly to their destination as traffic picked up, an occasional honk or two adding to the city's daily racket. but what was really exciting was the fact that anyone who happened to be in the tall buildings across the street could easily peek into your hotel room and see your hand skillfully jerking ten's cock. "you're enjoying this aren't you?" you teased, following his eyes, which trailed from the ant sized people below going about their their day then towards the windows in front of him. he imagined someone standing there and enjoying the show, which provoked a rich moan from deep within. you chuckled, gripping his shaft tighter and picking up your pace, "I'll take that as a yes."
crossdressing
the second you saw your boyfriend wearing that slutty skirt and crop top, with butterfly clips in his hair, eyeshadow and mascara complementing his eyes, shiny lipgloss on his lips, and those thin pink panties pushed aside to reveal his slim fingers toying with his hole, is when you basically bent him over your knee. "what's wrong, mami? can I not be a slut for you?" he whines, trying not whimper in between spanks. "not when you break my rules." you spat, your right hand never breaking it's rhythm, the other holding up his skirt. "maybe you should fuck me, so I—ow!" he hissed at a particularly harsh slap. "so I won't be so slutty next time." he continued challenging you, and you just knew he had a huge smirk lifting his face. finally, your blows come to a halt and you wrap your left hand around his throat, feeling him swallow with anticipation. "why would I make it so easy?"
"fuck!" he cursed as you enter another finger in his lubricated hole, stretching him out and jamming against his g-spot. he was bent over your knee, face pressed into a pillow. his ass was bright red from the previous spankings you gave him earlier, the pillow case damp from his tears. "more! give me more!" he cried, craving a fourth finger in his tight hole, but you denied him. "this is punishment, love." you rubbed against his prostate, making him scream and squirm underneath you. the cold cock ring giving him another dry orgasm. "and bad boys don't get what they want."
teasing (giving)
you felt crammed in the subway, squishing yourself between jaehyun and some elderly lady who was dozing off with a novel in her hand. you were going to be there for awhile, and jaehyun thought there was no better way to pass time than to fuck with you. "jaehyun!" you said sternly as a warning, in a low whisper. his hands are in your pants, a quiet smirk tugging on his lips as he rubbed your clothed clit. "baby boy is hungry for mommy." he moans in ear very gently, then takes your earlobe between his front teeth. his moans were very specific; they were the moans he did when he was being fucked. shrill and lewd. "jaehyun," you say again, trying to keep your composure as he continued to play with you. "be a good boy and mama will fuck you nice and deep." but he does the complete opposite and tilts his hips and guides your hand to cup his juicy ass, letting out another moan that would've made you pounce on him right then and there if you weren't surrounded by middle aged people. safe to say he got punished.
biting
it was the beginning of a heated make out session. you had him pinned against the couch, his pink hair wrapped tightly around your fingers as your tongues rubbed against each other. it was fiery and passionate, multiple fireworks going off in the pits of your stomachs from the intimacy. and finally, you bite his lip. it wasn't hard at all, but it was enough for him to hum in satisfaction. his body seemed to twitch when you sunk your teeth into his collarbone, cries of pain and pleasure overtaking the canned laughter of the tv show.
threesomes (mmf)
it was a simple competition, to see who would pleasure you more, and jaehyun, possessive as can be, wanted to make you cum first. the little competitive death glares he gave the boy kneeling beside him didn't go unnoticed, and you purposely gave him more attention by stroking his hair and praising him. when you let them latch themselves onto you, jaehyun went straight for your pussy, giving it big, sloppy kisses. that left the other boy to eat your ass, and he was good. he twirled and teased his tongue against your hole perfectly, and you didn't hide your satisfaction. "good boy." you whispered, tangling your fingers into his hair. which lead jaehyun to suck mercilessly on your clit, making you scream. he looked up with the most enchanting eyes, scanning your beautiful face and breasts. they yelled mine! so perfectly clear. you took one last look at your reflection on his dark orbs before cumming all over his precious face.
his legs were wrapped tightly around your waist as you thrusted yourself onto him, both of your arms trapping him so you could support yourself. your neck elongated and mouth releasing steady moans while he panted beneath you. "you like me fucking you?" you asked, winwin already nodding his head before you could even finished. "yes, always." he answered in between breaths, his member twitching inside of you and you couldn't help but tighten your walls around him. "fuck me harder, please." he requests, preciously and in between tiny gasps as he felt his release approaching, and you were happy to fulfill his wish.
choking
you always looked so gorgeous on top of him. especially when your beautiful body is on full display and you're taking his dick impressively. he's almost in awe as he watches you; your breasts bouncing and your head thrown back, releasing the sexiest moans he's ever heard. sicheng loves when you use him for your pleasure, going at your own pace. but he especially loves when you do it roughly, treating him like a personal fuck doll with no remorse. everytime you're above him, he practically craves for your fingers to grip his neck and just squeeze until he's lightheaded. he'll release the most precious choked groans as you speed up your pace, approaching your climax which makes your grip even tighter and more delightful, leaving him a mess when he's finally allowed to cum inside of you.
69
winwin is very flexible and always open to trying new positions, so he agreed with your latest suggestion without batting an eye (but with rosy cheeks, of course). however, he wasn't expecting your little twist on the infamous position, with him on top instead of you. the warm breath from your nose tickling his perineum until you made the bold move to lick his balls up to the tip of his rim, making him moan and clench from the sudden stimulation. before he could melt on top of you, he attached his lips to your clit, lightly sucking until you moan against his scrotum. "keep going." you encouraged him, reattaching your lips to his rim, and he obeyed, now rubbing his fingers against your folds, gathering up your arousal that now trickled down your thighs so he could suck it up later.
face sitting (receiving)
"please, please!" winwin begged, tugging your arm sleeve. you stepped closer to him, lowering your voice and slightly furrowing your brows. "if we have to leave because of how needy you are, you're going to be in big trouble." your eyes scorched into him, letting him know you were serious, and he nodded, obediently. you suddenly felt bad. perhaps a little bit of pleasure would make a good break from all this shopping. you sighed and put the cute shirt back on the rack before clutching his arm and dragging him towards the dressing room. luckily, it was isolated, so you were able to slip into a stall without suspicious stares. you unzipped your jeans as winwin giggled victoriously, knowing his cuteness and good behavior got the best of you. "you have 5 minutes." you said, setting a timer on your phone, and he wastes no time getting on his knees so you could lower yourself onto his face, and he moans delightfully once he tastes the sweetness he's been craving.
at first he was embarrassed. from what he's read online, it was pretty weak for a man to have his legs spread and his hole oiled up for a fucking. a swift kick to his masculinity, actually. but of course, that was bullshit. you told him he was strong for taking your dick so well. you told him he was brave to ask you. you told him that he was still a man even he liked to be feminine. he looked so pretty, too. his perfect hair slightly ruffled and sticking to his sweat drenched forehead with his eyes rolling into his head as he held his legs up for you. a loud compilation of mommy! playing as you rammed into his sweet spot, his cute noises ascending in volume as he grabbed onto your hand for support. "that's my good little boy."
hair pulling (receiving)
your tongues overlapped with each other as you straddle him, your hands gripping tightly on his shoulders. while his hands were on either side of him, just like you taught him too. your lips slide down his jawline, sucking and nibbling at his sensitive flesh which made gorgeous noises slip past his moist lips. but you wanted more. your hand creeped up the back of his neck, feeling the goosebumps arise from his skin before your fingertips introduce themselves to his silky strands of hair. a fluffy moan rewarded you as you twirled his hair, your lips now migrating to his neck, reapplying the hickies that have faded. then finally, you twirl a thick clump of his hair around your fingers and pull, sending a whimper up his throat and a soft mommy. "harder, please." he requested so charmingly. there was no way to say no.
thigh riding
it had been a long day. starting from the roaster screeching hours of the morning until the owl hooting hours of the night. so you being labeled as exhausted was an understatement. but little jungwoo, who got the honor of staying home and taking unnecessary amounts of naps, was bright eyed and bushy tailed when you got home. "mommy can we play?" he sprawled himself on top of you, giving you his best puppy dog face. but you pushed him off before covering your face with the comforter. "no, baby. mommy's tired." it came out more harsh than you intended to, making jungwoo sniff and turn the opposite way. "okay..." after rolling into your back and silently cursing at the universe, you sat up and dragged his body onto you. "you can get off on mommy's thighs." there was a hint of uncertainty in his eyes, but he rolled his hips anyways, groaning shortly after. soon, his sweatpants and boxers were discarded on the floor as he rutted his dick onto the cotton material of your pajamas, soaking them with his arousal. his head thrown back in ecstasy as pure euphoria boiled inside him, along with his orgasm.
mommy kink
it was his first punishment. you had come back to him touching himself without permission, which was against your #1 rule. at first you were disappointed because he knew better, but deep down there was an itch for punishing him, to see him bent over and begging for his orgasm. today it was finally being scratched. he's leaned over the edge of the bed, his perfect bare ass in display. you take one cheek and squeeze it, making him writhe. "I want you to be a good boy and take it, okay? no counting, no thank yous. just take it." he whined slightly as you knead his flesh. "yes, ma'am." you smiled and complemented him as he braced for impact. you took it one cheek at a time, not too gentle but not too brutal either. jungwoo squealed and squirmed with every hit before crying out, "mommy!" and it was a complete domino effect. the word mommy spilled out of his lips over and over again, not even bashful about it. you weren't complaining either.
Show Me (Giving shy Kun instructions while he jacks off in front of you)
Kinks (hyung line) - pretty self-explanatory, you can find the maknae line on the author’s blog
Kun
Kun is not a dom. (drabble | x reader | my work) - sin
Voracity (oneshot | x reader | spanking, degradation ) - sin
Discovery (oneshot | x reader | desperate Kun trying to pay you to dom him) - sin
Positive (oneshot | x reader | body worship, insecure!Kun, oral) - sin
Possession (oneshot | x reader | slapping, degradation, mistress kink) - sin
Ten
Mistress (oneshot | x reader | role reversal, daddy kink ) - sin
midnight show (oneshot | x reader | catching Ten jerking off in bed with you) - sin
Late (oneshot | x reader | orgasm denial, edging, begging) - sin
Nimble (oneshot | x reader | self-bondage, spreader bars) - sin
Winwin
feel so good 너의 그 손끝이 (oneshot | x reader | begging, face sitting) - sin
Lovely (oneshot | x reader | dollification, mirror sex, pegging) - sin
Lucas
bad boy down (oneshot | x reader | overstimulation, begging ) - sin
puppy love (drabble | x reader | pet play, noona kink, oral (f rec), humping) - sin
Lessons (oneshot | x reader | needy Lucas, handjob, begging) - sin
Xiaojun
quiet. (drabble | x reader | getting a call from XJ’s gf while pegging him) - sin
Lucid (oneshot | x reader | virgin!Xiaojun, handjobs, accidentally walking in on XJ jerking off) - sin
Hendery
Party Boy (oneshot | x reader | fingering) - sin
Test (oneshot | x reader | overstimulation, crying, brat taming) - sin
Say It (oneshot | x reader | pillow humping, virgin!Hendery, degradation) - sin
YangYang
[19:43] (drabble | x reader | suggestive fluff, soft dom!reader) - sin
Paint It White (oneshot | x reader | mirror sex, brat taming, edging) - sin
Brat (oneshot | x reader | mommy kink, thigh riding, pegging) - sin
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Dunno why but kinda in the mood to edge a tied up Kun in a car parked near the woods where there's no passerby to ruin the fun.
He's gonna look and sound so pretty moaning and whining, and just imagine his little satisfied yet intimidated whimpers when he's being condescendingly cooed, sentences like "Why is my little Kun-ge being this obedient and desperate today? Weren't you the one snapping at me earlier today?" or "Dare to cum without my permission and I'll have to belt your ass outside of the car...then I can't guarantee there wouldn't be anyone who just happens to be voyeuristic..." doing the tricks to stimulate the humiliating excitement and thrill in him, as he finally helplessly cums on your command......
