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He's completely unaware of your presence, too busy loss in bliss to notice, and you use it to your advantage. You watch him through the viewing window, not wanting to miss a single moment of the show while you rummage through your bag, removing the necessary items as you enjoy the sight of your boyfriend and get yourself ready.

When everything's in order, you press a button, opening the mic between you and the booth so Taeyong is able to hear you through the soundproofed rooms.

"Looks like someone missed me," you say tauntingly, not able to help the smile that creeps onto your face.

He seems slightly startled by your voice echoing in the booth, but it doesn't affect him too much. He looks up at you through the window, heavy eyes working to focus on your figure. There's not much he can make out of you through the viewing window either, but he sees all he needs to when he notices you're just in your bra.

"I'm gonna turn your mic on so I can hear you," you tell him. "Okay?"

He nods faintly. You hit another button, opening the mic channel and allowing him to communicate back to you. The room fills with the sound of his panting, loud and raspy, and you have to refrain from groaning at the sound of it.

"I'll ask again," you say. "Did you miss me?"

He moans at your question, the sound reverberating through the room. His voice is hoarse when he speaks.

"So much," he manages to get out. "Missed you so much. Please."

"Do you want me to join you in the booth?"

"Please."

He pouts at you with those perfect lips, slightly swollen from biting them, and you can't find it in yourself to say no to him.

You waste no time crossing the room and opening the door to the booth, letting it click shut behind you as you enter the threshold. Taeyong barely even gets the chance to see you before he's groaning right into the mic. You're there in your bra and jeans, but he can't miss the outline of your strap on underneath the denim.

You can't help but be just as affected by the sight of him. His skin is glistening from sweat, his tank top hanging around him loosely as he stands there in his boxers. You can see the way he's staining against the material, painfully hard despite not being touched yet.

He knows better than to move, and he waits until you come up behind him, kissing against his shoulder as he melts into you. You lick along his salty skin, reveling in the way his body quivers.

"I missed you too," you tell him, punctuating your words with a nip to his shoulder blade that has him gasping.

"Wanna show me what's got you so worked up?" You ask, and he wastes no time in obeying.

You move back to give him the space to pull his underwear down, discarding them in a forgotten corner of the booth. You crouch down to get a better look, and he whines, feeling so vulnerable under your gaze.

"I see the gift I got fits you well," you say, admiring the shiny butt plug your boyfriend had asked you to put in him before he left for the night.

"Is that what has you so worked up?"

"Yes."

"And why is that?"

"I feel it every time I move."

"Well, you didn't have to turn the vibrations on, babe," you say, laughing at him. If you were being honest, you didn't even know this toy had a vibrating feature, but obviously Taeyong had studied it better than you had.

He starts to respond, but the words die in his throat, turning into a whimper instead as you reach up and tap the base of the toy. His whole body jerks in response, his knees almost giving out as he drapes his body weight against the music stand in front of him. You sit up and wrap your free arm around his torso to support him, but he can't focus on much more than your touch against the plug, and your skin so close to his dick.

"It feels better this way," he manages to gasp out, voice hiccupping with every tap of your fingers.

"Does it feel even better this way?" You ask, unlooping your arm from around his torso and grabbing his neglected dick.

He cries out at the feeling, tightening his grip on the stand as the pleasure crashes over him. He manages to whimper out a strained yes between the moans echoing in the booth, and you can't help but smile at it. He's just so perfect, so pliant and good and sensitive and needy. You don't know how you managed to get a guy as sweet and caring and wonderful as Taeyong, but you thank whatever higher power there is for him daily.

You stand up, pressing your front against his back as you stroke him slowly, not wanting to overwhelm him with the plug still vibrating inside of him. You kiss along his shoulder, moving up his neck to his ear. You bite at the shell of it, reveling in the shiver that coursed through his body.

"I think it'd feel even better with my dick in you though. Wouldn't it, baby?"

"Oh God, yes."

You chuckle in his ear, and you can't help yourself from rolling your hips into him, grinding your denim covered bulge against his ass, pushing the plug into him even deeper. The sound he releases is almost a sob, broken and desperate as the anticipation kills him.

You move away, and before he even gets a chance to ask where you're going, you leave the booth. He watches you with wide eyes through the viewing window as you walk back to the engineer's board, looking around at the controls for a minute before clicking a couple things on the computer and pressing a button. You return to the vocal booth, grabbing the lube bottle you brought from your pocket and removing your jeans before closing the door behind you. You uncap the bottle and pour some in your hand, slicking up the silicone as you walk back to him slowly.

His eyes are glued to your hand, to the way you're moving against the toy, and how he so desperately wishes it was him you were touching instead. But he's also focused on the toy; it's a new one he hasn't seen before, with a color that matches the plug he's wearing perfectly, and it's bigger than what he usually takes.

"Something told me you'd be extra needy," you whisper to him. "Think you can handle that much?"

He nods furiously, chuckling a little bit at his own admission, embarrassment filling him as his cheeks heat up. You laugh too, bringing him in for a kiss and loving the way his smile feels against your own. Before you pull away from the kiss though, you speak against his lips.

"Your mic is recording, Taeyong. So be a good boy for me and turn around so I can take that plug out and fuck you. And don't forget, let me hear you."

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⌈ Taemin ⌋ ➝ Admit it: You’ve spoiled him to the point of becoming a pillow prince. So naturally, yes, Taemin needs some reassurance at the beginning. A little kickstart for good measure, but that’s all it takes. Guide him well enough with your hands and his confidence will snap back in place all over again. He gets going with that look in his eyes and a picture perfect control taking over his every limb. Spotlights, the dance is on. Tango! Your bed’s a stage, nothing else is there, his laser focus and gorgeous body are all yours to enjoy. Taemin is the absolute master when it comes to building up tension. Actually, be careful what you get him into. The guy is a smiley force to be reckoned with. If he gets the idea to suck on your clit real slow and his hair brushes over your lap, it’s over. Hands down the shakiest orgasms right here, Taemin will find spots and ways to make you black out. “Did you forget your name already or should I keep going?” Devil.

Him being Lee Taemin, he’ll request to spice it up soon. With his hands cuffed behind his back, he’s growing extra eager. In fact, Taemin is gonna be at his best in restraints and that comes as no surprise. He’ll put so much effort into his doll lips doing their smoothest performance yet. They’re made for it, they purse so acutely and carry you toward a new high each night. You whisper all the sweet nothings in the world to him and it’s just gonna be so pleasurable to have him dip between your lips. Always with class, Taemin never does it even with the slightest bit of awkwardness. Once a pillow prince, now an oral connoisseur. Taemin gives his 100%. He can make you arch your back and do the most guttural moans. That he can create all the tension so well means there’s also a lot more to release, and always at a perfect timing. Delicious. What a great treat.

⌈ Ten ⌋ ➝ Very smiley. Ten is naturally shy and charming with this. You have a really nervous cutie boy on your hands right here. Really gentle, very deliberate and slow is what I’d describe him as, with a lot of his random English interjections coming out regularly. Always checking for your reaction, almost over-cautious. Contrary to how we know him, he’s not very daring at the very start. Ten is figuring things out there. He also thinks that the situation needs to be perfectly prepared, that’s really important to him. The room, the music, the lighting, the sheets. This is the most romantic thing in the world. He’s gonna set up all of this with a chimney fire and sweets and drinks and everything you need afterwards. He’s gonna sing for you to set the tone so perfectly beforehand. What can’t he do, he’s so talented and thoughtful. You just gotta love Ten.

The muscle memory is off the charts, too. You can tell he’s programmed with you after a while. Reflexes, your soft spots, the way you twitch. He thinks about it all every time he rests by himself or gets his makeup done. It always replays what he tried out before sleep and he thinks of new ways to please you. Ten’s getting into it more, and more, and more. Obsessively. Don’t be silly, you know him. I don’t have to tell you that he’s gonna oblige to go harder as soon as his comfort zone is established. He can be such a hot boy, absolutely steely and in love with angry chokesex. You heard it. Be mad with him. Curse. Command. Wrap those palms around his neck. At one point? The breaks are off. He’s gonna go fast with your hands on the back of his head. Get ready to groan into a pillow because Ten is gonna unleash all of his techniques at once. Such an animal, he’s up there with Kai. Boy is he gonna finish you off with a deep and pounding dose of doggy style, only to bury his head between your legs all over again. Getting messy all the way, covering his whole face with spit and cum, Ten is fearless. Sore pussy, creamy face, two collapsing sweethearts. Exhausted as hell, but damn, so happy.

⌈ Kai ⌋ ➝ So you have chosen this motherfucker. Courageous being, you. If you thought he’ll bring out his crazy facial expressions when he’s going down on you: You are correct. Better make friends with the ceiling because you won’t survive that eye contact. Actually, scratch that. Just blindfold this wild beast already. Problem solved. Or so you thought. Jongin puts even more grit into his movements and couldn’t be any bolder. At all points in time, you’ll feel like he knows what he’s doing. But also, he’s having the time of his life. You can laugh lots together, that’s for sure. It’s always a pretty loud and boisterous time. Mark has quite a few sleepless nights because Kai can’t stop giggling next door while he’s catching a breath. But hey, Mark’s also like, get it Kai, you need your late night snack, all that fluid is pure protein. Jongin’s mood is brilliant the next day as well. Source of energy: Wet pussy. It’s magic. Is he gonna get even buffer just by eating you out?

And yeah, it’s literally at all points in time because Kai does a lot of oral quickies with you for sport. Not fresh out the shower, not shaved or trimmed or waxed, whatever? He enjoys it the most! Kai’s not getting the hots from all that flowery shit and too much preparation. Raw, rawer, Kim Jongin, he actually likes stubble because of how it feels on his face. Kai is especially into that after your sweatiest of workouts. Oh shit. He thinks your body is such a turn-on just when it’s about to cool down and you’re out of breath. The rascal, he’s gonna make you out of breath all over again! And man is he gonna tease you with his finger tips. That’s when evil twin Kai takes over, hitting all your sweet spots and giving lots and lots of fast stimulation. His tongue joins along the way naturally, and he never holds back. As we know, he has great, big lips, so. Kai won’t just lick you up. He’s down to kiss, kiss, and kiss some more. It’s emotional and it’s passionate, and it’s gonna make you cum like it’s Christmas that way.

⌈ Mark ⌋ ➝ Indulgence. Mark is just so into it, what a joy. When you started dating, you never knew he’d be such a natural. He does it so frequently and casually, you could be on your phone chilling and gaming in the middle of the act. Mark sure as hell has no problems with multitasking. That also includes hands-and-mouth coordination. What did you think rappers do when they’re throwing their gestures and spitting those bars? He knows it by heart. That he plays the guitar only adds to his skill. So, you can tell, there’s gonna be a lot going on at once because why not. Crank out your favorite book or movie, Mark is gonna provide just the perfect stimulation as a special feat. He’s got it down, thumbs and tongue alike. Mark will keep your pleasure sweet and constant, there’s no random edging going on here, no shot in the dark. He doesn’t consider it background noise or boring either, he just loves to immerse himself and go longer than ten minutes because he can. All you hear is muffles and regular swallowing. Oh well. Canadians and their thing for maple syrup.

And yes, if the mood is a bit more heated, he loves you straight up crushing his face. In any position you can think of. You can do a lot of grinding and thrusting with this guy, Mark can take it. He practiced drowning in juice with all those watermelons so he’s a pro, alright. And I think you can see the trend here. Mark is pretty relaxed when he does the work, but is down for the opposite when you’re the one moving around. Especially when you really got to know each other’s sexual quips, Mark’s whole face is frequently busy disappearing in another dimension. And not to worry. He’s the same as Baekhyun when it comes to mastering his breath. That being said. You already know he can give you some pretty heavy, satisfying orgasms after working you up for twenty minutes. So you can imagine how it gets even hotter when you’re picking up the pace. You’re gonna be seeing stars if he runs his chatty tongue. And on some days when you’re fast enough to put a condom on, you top it off with a quick and throbbing cock ride just to milk him properly and draw out your orgasm. Plus to get more of his breathy moans and little oh my gods. Oh Mark, what to do with him. He’s hot stuff.

⌈ Taeyong ⌋ ➝ This guy. He... he is truly nasty. For some reason, Taeyong thinks it would be a good idea to randomly twist and turn his head to all kinds of angles. Just to try it all out I guess, leaving no stone unturned. The tongue? Does the same thing! His whole body moves along, he’s out of control! Taeyong wants his mouth go numb and ruined. In the most ludicrous positions. What’s the use if his cat ears aren’t falling off? Life’s too short. With Taeyong, you gotta be ready for an unhinged ride. What he does will always shock you, his moves are so unusual and surprising, and his mouth just... leaks! Wet and sloppy is an understatement. You’re getting wetter than that fated pool he was dancing in. Because when I said uncontrolled, that includes saliva. Can’t blame him, he thinks you’re so mouth-watering and those sweet wet sounds are extremely satisfying. 

He forgets about everything else, drooling on pussy is Taeyong’s um, well, how to put it. Hobby? Hyperfixation? Life calling? I don’t even know anymore. Next thing you know, he begs you to spit back into his face and call him names while he sips you up. In any case, he’s a notorious giver. “What can I do for you”: his favorite question. He’s moaning big time, feeding you reactions. Whimpers, too. If Baekhyun ends up scolding him at breakfast because Taeyong can be heard all morning and all evening, don’t be surprised. But as if this man can be stopped. He looks too good with his head under your dress while you respond so some emails. Taeyong never plays it cool, he’s full of energy, you will end up squeezing your thighs together. If he’s honest, Taeyong is hellbent to make you scream and shout, cue the 80s, he’s a maniac. But wait... what if I told you Taeyong has another kind of mood. The puppy eyes. You know. His begging is just lethal and he can eat you teary-eyed. Hell, you just never know what he has up his sleeve next and it’s wildly entertaining.

⌈ Baekhyun ⌋ ➝ Oh. Man. Wow. Baekhyun thinks you’re his personal dirty talk hotline. And I don’t mean like okay, he whispers in your ear and then he puts his lips on you. No, he talks WHILE doing it. Resulting in some pretty strange new word creations that you have to learn to translate first. He just doesn’t bother taking a break to say it clearly. And why would he pause, anyway. Baekhyun is the nation’s singer. Breath issues who, he doesn’t even have to think about it. His freaky tongue just does its own thing and his little lips try to keep up or do a different thing altogether. Since Baekhyun loves to douse you in lube on top of that, prepare for some of the most intense, chaotic oral acrobatics in history. Everything about this screams slutty. Baekhyun thinks you must be pizza delivery. You’re guaranteed to snap a racy picture for your personal ‘Baekhyun is on tour so I’ll look at these’ collection.

Add to the madness that it’s his favorite thing to do after showering together. He loves your skin when it steams off and the droplets on it. The smell of shampoo makes him lose his mind. After he’s done getting all slobbery, it’s probably time for a second shower. Oh, boy, he makes you break a sweat. And he’s riled the hell up, too. Baekhyun is gonna ask you to get hands-on. You can slap the living shit out of him and he’s gonna slurp you up so desperately with flaming red cheeks. It’s rough’o’clock in the house of Byun. If he suggests you to fuck his little face stupid, damn you’re gonna be so fired up to give it to him. First you ride his lips. Then: You’ll slide up his nose and get yourself on edge. Finally, he’s hot to chase your orgasm with his tongue and gets an out-of-body experience himself when you pull his hair. Baekhyun’s pussy eating faces are just glorious. You praise him for it, and he might just wanna make it a thing and post expressions like that on twitter when he’s doing a selfie the next day. Cheeky man.

⌈ Lucas ⌋ ➝ Dinner’s ready! Here goes Yukhei’s favorite pastime. Always fast to assume the position, but takes his time while he’s at it — someone got the spirit. Lucas simply doesn’t wanna quit anytime soon. He gets all wrapped up as if it’s working out, on and on it goes. And who’s surprised. Seriously, have you ever seen this guy at a restaurant? He just eats and eats! Did you think he comes to your buffet to snack a bit and move on? He’s a huge as hell guy, some tiny nip won’t do for his nutrition. Lucas is always on the lookout for a challenge to stretch his titan jaw. I mean honestly, that thing would outlast a thermonuclear war. He’d think it’s a disgrace to just leave you hanging with some shy licks and that’s it. Nothing shallow here, no endless fine-tuning, he simply digs in. All that Xuxi cares about is food, his girl, and having fun, so this is one hell of a jackpot. Oh boy does he get ambitious about it. “This? Like this? How was this?” — prepare yourself for a shower of questions and a tongue unafraid of adventures. His pouty lips are literally perfect to get you off, this couldn’t be any better.

He doesn’t lean between legs with any specific plans and that’s what makes him so good at being responsive. Lucas seriously works with your feedback a whole lot, he’s so driven to please. To an utmost fault sometimes, he’s young and he’s nervous. If he winds up asking a hyung for advice, you bet he listens closely. But then again: Your word remains the bible. Mama knows best. “Yes of course!” is what you’ll hear pretty often. He’s all enthusiastic, open to new ideas and wishes generally. Should you tell him to go all out, he’s gonna work his tongue like you’re fifteen scoops of chocolate ice cream. Second nature. He’s gonna ask and text you all the time, please can I taste you tonight? So, just lean back, everything takes care of itself. You have Yukhei’s brain being 90% pussy, his straightness is on fire. One word and he’ll already eat you to sleep with those big fucking hands wrapped around your outer thighs. The climax is gonna be amazing, not too light, not too hard, just perfect in the middle. Yukhei at your service, I’m telling you.

     In your defense though, how could anyone who knew Mark not love him. He was kind of awkward, sure, but that made him even more cute. He was also, like, the nicest person on the planet and so attractive it should be illegal. Not to mention he had the ass and thighs of a greek god thanks to his , what he calls, 'small hobby' of dancing. Mark was a music major while you were a writing major. He always showed up in your dorm room in the middle of the night to show you his new songs to get your opinion, even though you knew practically nothing about the subject. To make it fair, he made sure to read your papers to give you his opinions as well. 

     Mark had decided that tonight he was going to read another one of your papers you had told him about. What you hadn't told him, however, was that you were still writing it. He had insisted on staying over and just waiting for you to finish it since you had said you were almost done with it anyway, and with the way he was looking up at you, his cute little eyes sparkling with determination, you just didn't have the heart to tell him no. That brings us to now, Mark sitting in your bed while looking at his phone while you were sitting in your desk chair and writing away.

     The longer he sat there, the longer Mark started to regret coming over earlier. Every once and a while he would look up from his phone to see your hand gripping the pencil, making it dance quickly across the paper with a concentrated look on your face. He bit his lip as he saw the veins in your hands start to pop out when your hand started hurting after writing for so long. A second later you dropped your pencil and clenched and unclenched your hand while rolling your neck. 

     Mark practically moaned as he watched your hand clench around nothing, imagining it was wrapped around his dick instead as it quickly pumped him, making him scream and squirm underneath you. He looked back at his phone with his face as red as a cherry as he tried to think about anything else. You were his best friend, he shouldn't be thinking about that. Though, if he was being honest with himself, it hadn't been the first time he had thought about something like that.

     Mark adored your hands. You were slightly taller than him and your hands had always been bigger than his. He didn't realize how much he loved them until he hit puberty, though he realized that he had a crush on you in the sixth grade. He went through living hell when you had tutored him for English in his junior year of highschool. All he could think about the entire time you had been teaching him was how your hands would feel touching every inch of his body as you dominated him, whether it be choking him, slapping him, or stroking his rock hard cock. It's a wonder he hadn't failed that class really.

     When he looked up from his phone again, you had continued writing and he quickly got distracted by your hands again as he thought of all the ways you could possibly fuck him with just your hands. 

     After a few minutes of his staring, you felt his stare on you. You looked at him out of the corner of your eye to see him staring directly at your hand. You readjusted your grip on the pencil and saw his bottom lip get pulled between his teeth as his pupils dilated. You quickly understood what was going on as you shifted your gaze to between his legs and saw him slightly squeeze his thighs together to add some pressure to the tent forming in his ripped jeans. You smirked while licking your lips as you set your pencil down, turning to look at Mark. He jerked out of his daydream as you turned to look at him with a smirk on your face. His face became fifty shades of red as you walked over to the bed. 

     "Mark.." the way you had said his name made shivers shoot down his spine and his dick twitch in his pants.

     "Are you thinking about something you shouldn't baby?" He squeezed his eyes shut at the pet name and gripped his phone harder with a gulp.

     "W-what do y-you mean?" He stuttered out when he controlled himself.

     "Well, you were looking at my hands pretty intensely a minute ago, and this," you said as you lightly dragged your finger over the tent in his pants, "is telling me that you were thinking of something… naughty." Another shiver shot down his spine at your words and he let out a quiet whimper. You grabbed his chin in your hands, making him look at you. 

     "Were you thinking of something naughty baby?" He whined louder and nodded as he looked you dead in the eyes.

     "Y-yes! Fuck yes! I've been so naughty!" He looked down at your other hand that spread over most of his thigh and let out a moan as you moved it higher. He impatiently jerked his hips up to meet your hand as you lightly touched his cock. 

     "Can you tell me what you were thinking about?" You asked, leaning closer and kissing the shell of his ear and down his neck as you took his tensed thighs into your large hands and moved them apart so you could set your hips between them. He whimpered loudly with heavy breathing as he tightly gripped your shirt, tilting his head to give you more space to work with.

     "Was thinking a-about how good it would feel with your hand wrapped around my h-hard cock as you made me scream for you. O-or your….." he mumbled the rest making you bite down on his neck. He whimpered at the pain and rocked his hips up to meet yours.

     "Your gonna need to be louder than that, baby, I didn't catch that last bit." He whined loudly.

     "B-but it's embarrassing…" You brought your head up from his neck and looked him softly in the eyes as you brought your hand up to caress his face soothingly. He closed his eyes and nuzzled into your palm with a hum as you spoke to him.

     "Listen baby, I need to make sure you want this as much as I do, but I can't do that unless you speak up. Alright sweetie?" He smiled gently up at you as he cupped your face in both of his hands and brought you down to gently kiss you. He still had his eyes closed with a satisfied smile on his face when you pulled away. He leaned his head up when he opened his eyes to rest your forehead against his.

     "Of course I want this. I-I really like you (y/n)... I have for a while." You smiled down at him and pressed a light kiss to his nose, making him cutely giggle at the contact.

     "I really like you too baby. Now, what was that other thing you were mumbling about? I want to make sure I make you feel really good." You said as you rolled your hips into his, making him moan at the pressure. He gulped and started to play with the collar of your shirt, refusing to look you in the eyes.

     "W-well, I kinda wanna know what it would feel like if you… i-if you fucked my a-ass with your f-fingers…" the longer he talked the redder his face got and he quickly glimpsed at your face to see your reaction. He almost moaned at the intense look in your eyes as you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth.

     "Well fuck baby, why would you be embarrassed about that. That sounds so fucking hot." You growled out as you moved your hands to tightly squeeze his plump ass and repeatedly pulled his hips into yours. He moaned loudly as he tightly gripped the fabric of your shirt, which you quickly threw off along with his. With the new skin exposed, you began to kiss down his chest leaving a few marks in your path. He whimpered and clawed at your back as he grinded into you harder, which made you growl in his ear.

     "Oh fuck, p-please touch me (y/n). I-I need you." The pleading look in his eyes as he looked up at you made you lose it as you quickly took off his pants and tightly gripped his hips, keeping them still as you slowly grinded into him.

     "Where do you want me to touch you baby?" He whimpered and panted beneath you.

     "F-fuck, everywhere! My cock, my ass, my legs, just- everywhere, please!" Pleased with his answer, you smirked and practically ripped his boxers off of him. His angry red cock fell against his abdomen, making him whimper as you grabbed it and began to quickly stroke him. You moved your hand to grab his face to bring him up to kiss you again, but your thumb ended up in his mouth and he moaned around it as he continued to suck on it. You took your thumb out of his mouth and replaced it with your first two fingers. His dick twitched in your hand as he continued to suck on your fingers, drool seeping out of his mouth as you thrusted them in and out of his mouth.

     "You look so pretty like this baby. I bet you've waited forever for my fingers to finally be shoved down your throat." He nodded violently and came with a loud moan that was somewhat muffled by your fingers. You slowed your pace and took your fingers out of his mouth and kissed him as you let him calm down a little bit before your soaking wet fingers were waiting for his permission at his tight hole. 

     "Please…" he whined out as he grinded his ass back into your fingers. You quickly shoved your fingers in him and kissed and sucked hickeys on his thighs as you waited for him to get comfortable so you could move. After a few minutes, he bit his lip and whimpered as he grinded back on your fingers to let you know it was okay to move. It wasn't long before you had him screaming beneath you with your fingers pounding into his ass as you left more hickeys on his neck, chest, and collarbones. 

     "I bet you like me pounding into you like this, don't you baby? How many times have you stared at my hands and imagined them doing exactly what I'm doing right now, huh? How many?" You teased as you moved your fingers in him faster with your other hand gripping his hip so hard there would definitely be bruises there tomorrow. Mark's eyes rolled back into his head as his hands tightly gripped the pillow under his head, since technically you never gave him permission to touch you.

     "S-so many! A-AH! Almost every time I s-saw you I imagined you fucking ruining me! Ngh- AH! F-feels so good! Ah- please don't stop! Please please p-please don't stop!" You let out a low moan at his desperate pleas and used your free hand to stroke his cock like you did before. He threw his head back with a loud, high pitched moan at the overwhelming amount of pleasure your beautiful hands were giving him. 

     "S-shit! T-too much! I-It's too much! Fuck! I ca-AH! Ngh- I'm g-gonna- a-AH!" He let out one last moan as he came, his thighs shaking from the intensity of it. You slowed down the pace of your hands as you rode him through his orgasm before pulling away from him. As he was calming down, you leaned down and licked the remaining cum off his stomach and your hand before kissing him, letting him taste himself as he whimpered beneath you.

     You slowly laid down beside him and pulled him into your chest where he cuddled up to you with a content sigh and a small smile on his face. He adjusted himself to look up at you and cleared his throat, making you give him your full attention. 

     "Sooooo… I'm hoping this means we aren't just friends anymore?" He said/asked with a hopeful sparkle in his pretty doe eyes. You chuckled down at him and pulled him in for a kiss and felt him smile against your lips. He brought one hand up to pull your face back into his for another kiss when you tried to pull away. You laughed as you tried to pull away again and he pulled you back with a giggle.

     "Stop doing that, I'm trying to ask you out." You giggled pushing his face away from you as he tried to kiss you again. 

     "Yes, I will, now kiss me again." You both giggled as you pulled him toward you to give him another kiss, sighing into the kiss constantly before pulling away from him and smiling, both of you soon cuddled up again and fell asleep.

Bonus:

     You woke up to knocking on your door and groggily turned out of Mark's arms to check the time. The clock read 12:30 and that, to you, was way too early for anyone to be knocking on your door. Nevertheless, you got out of bed to see who it was. When you opened the door you came face to face with Mark's roommate Johnny. His eyes widened as he looked you up and down. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion until you looked down and realized that you were only wearing your bra and pajama pants you had on last night. Both of your faces turned bright red as you closed the door to throw on a random shirt before opening it to face Johnny again. You cleared your throat.

     "So, Johnny, is there something you needed?" You asked, hoping to forget the encounter that had happened a few minutes prior.

     "Oh, uh, yeah. I was looking for Mark. I know he came over here last night to review one of your writings, and he didn't come home last night so-" he cut himself off as he looked at the shirt you were wearing. "As a matter of fact," he said with a smirk as he pointed at your top, "that was the exact shirt he was wearing last night." Your face exploded with red as you realized you had, in fact, thrown on Mark's shirt in your early morning panic.

     "W-well you see, he um-" 

     "He's still here isn't he?" Your silence was his answer. "Well, I really don't care what you two do, but I do have to know if you asked him out or if he asked you out." He asked with an excited smile. You looked at him in confusion.

     "Why do you need to know?"

     "I'll tell you once you answer my question."

     "I asked him out, now why do you need to know?" A smile lit up his face like he was a kid in a candy store.

     "Because now Jaehyun owes me $40."

The first time you had sex together was magical. You had never thought there was a way to fall in love with him more, but he loved to prove you wrong, and you found yourself enamored with the sight of him in this state even more. The way his jaw goes slack when you touch him. The sounds he lets out when you tease him for too long. The desperate look in his eye when he really wants to earn it. You couldn't be blamed for wanting to give him everything in those moments. It was just what he deserved.

You found yourself discovering a new side of yourself too, one that came out only with him. It was a cruel sort of sweetness. When you and Mark were together, you couldn't help but want to give him everything and nothing at the same time, to want to see how blissed out he got after being teased for hours on end, to be so so sweet to him after he finally earned your touch.

It's a maddening experience for Mark, but he couldn't ever ask for more. He loves the way you switch from being so kind to being so mean at a speed that makes his head spin. All he ever wants to do is please you and touch you and for it to never end.

But his mistake was telling you that.

He's withering under your touch, tongue buried in your folds as you grip his dick in your hand. The game is simple; he gets granted his orgasm once he's successfully gotten you off. It's rules that he's used to following, but that doesn't make it any easier for him to focus on you pleasure when you're touching him like that. You have one hand wrapped around him, stroking him firmly while the other hand ghosts along his stomach. The muscles flutter under your fingertips, and you love the sight as he arches into your movements.

You can't help but moan out at the way Mark is moving against you, sucking your clit into his mouth and flicking his tongue against your most sensitive areas. His moans join yours as you jerk him off, and the added vibrations of his noises just serves to heighten your experience.

It doesn't take long for you to cum at all, not with the way he's groaning against your core and the way he's sucking on your bundle of nerves and the way his dick is twitching in your hand. He helps you ride through it, more concerned about extending your pleasure than even coming up for air.

You move away from his mouth and he gasps softly, allowing his lungs to fill as he looks at you adoringly. His face is shiny with your release, and he looks up at you with glowy, desperate eyes.

"You're so good to me, Mark," you praise, leaning down to place kisses all along his thighs as you continue jerking him off, and with the way he's squirming under you, you know it won't be long at all before he cums, too.

"Thank you," he breathes out, the words coming out fast and breathy. "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

"Of course," you reply. "Nothing makes me happier than making you feel good."

He smiles, but it only stays on his face for a moment before it morphs into a moan as you twist your wrist around him. His eyes flutter shut at the action, and he reaches out until he finds your free hand to hold.

"Oh my God," he groans. "Gonna cum soon, gonna cum soon."

"Yeah?" You ask, and you love the way he nods, eyes squeezed shut as his head jerks up and down hard.

"You're so pretty when you cum," you inform him.

His eyes blink open at that, as if he can hear the mischief and far off quality to your voice as you speak.

"I am?" He questions between deep breaths, and you smile down at him.

"You are. I'm so glad I'm the only person who gets to see you like that. It makes me wanna touch you forever."

He gulps, and you know he's figured you out.

"Forever?" He asks, gasping as you double the speed of your hand against him without warning. When he speaks again, his words and slurred and high pitched, coming out fast and muffled by a whine.

"That's a long time."

"I know."

It's your words, a cruel threat masked by sugary sweetness, that sets him off. He cums with a cry, jerking up into your hand as ribbons of white land all over his stomach and your hand, and your pace slows down as you help ease him through it.

But his fears come true when you don't stop.

He writhes under you, squeezing your hand hard between his fingers as he struggles to catch a breath. His moans are broken, high pitched whimpers as he stares at you with big eyes.

"Oh my God, oh my God," he cries, and he doesn't know if he wants to move into or away from your touch. All he knows is how overwhelming it is.

"My good boy," you say softly. "I wanna make you feel good. Over and over again. Can you take it?"

"Yes," he sobs out, tears falling from his eyes as the feeling reaches new heights. "It's just so much."

"I know, baby," you coo, showering him with praise and encouragements as you use his own cum to help work him up to another orgasm, and you're addicted to the way he shakes and gasps through the pleasure. He's way beyond the point of coherent thought, and all he can do is moan your name as he barrels towards the edge again.

You lean forward, placing a kiss on his lips and then onto his forehead, and you pull your hand away from his so it can come up to caress his cheek. Your voice is soft as you whisper to him.

"I want you to do something for me. Can you do that?"

"Yes."

“Say my name over and over again, and when you think you’ve said it loud enough, scream it. I want the whole neighborhood to know who’s making you feel good.”

He doesn't disappoint, crying your name over and over like a prayer as he threatens to cum again. He didn't know it was possible to feel this much pleasure, to be so all consumed for by the feeling that he can't even think of anything else but your name, but he should've known better.

When he cums again, he does exactly as you ask, screaming your name so loud that he can't help but think that his friends back in Canada must've heard him. And when he falls asleep in your arms once you finish cleaning him up, he's not sure if he's ever slept that hard.

You stay up though, staring at his beautiful, peaceful face as you think about how lucky you got. It couldn't be helped that you would wanna play with him like that. When he looks this gorgeous, you really can't help but think about teasing him forever, sleeping next to him forever, just being with him forever.

And he's right. Forever is a long time, but as you fall asleep, you can't help but think that forever would be incredible with Mark Lee by your side.

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"Yes, very much so," he replies, and you feel the urge to smack that grin off of his face.

He's sitting in one of your kitchen chairs, arms and legs bound to it with some of his old ties. Despite that though, Xuxi is smiling at you, paying no mind to the predicament that he's in.

You sit down on his thighs, and the material of your jeans gets so close to his bare dick. He would thrust his hips forward if he could, but between your place on top of him and his bound ankles and wrists, there's not really anywhere he can go.

"We'll see about that," you say as you give him one firm stroke before moving away. He groans at the feeling, but it's gone as quickly as it came. He wants to chase your hand with his hips, wants to be able to keep feeling your hand on him, but you don't give him the satisfaction.

You turn away from him, taking a couple steps as you hear him struggling behind you. You look over your shoulder, watching how he's trying to escape his restraints already. His eyes are full of desperation, round puppy eyes he shoots your way when he's worried you're not gonna pay attention to him.

"Don't worry," you tell him, reaching back to caress his cheek softly. "I didn't forget about you."

You unzip your pants, peeling your jeans and underwear down painstakingly slow as you stick your ass in his face. It's the best view he'll probably ever get of your folds and your entrance, and if you were just a little bit closer, you know he would lick through them.

He tries anyway, squirming to attempt to reach out and lap up your juices. You know he can smell you, wants to taste you so bad, but he can't. It's maddeningly frustrating, and exactly what you wanted.

"Please," he begs. His breath fans across your core, and you sigh at the feeling.

"Please what, baby?"

"Please touch me. Or let me touch you. Or something."

You laugh at the sound of his voice, so needy and breathless and desperate for anything you choose to give him. It never takes much to reduce Xuxi to a begging mess, despite the tough persona he tries to put on. But you don't touch him. You move and sit on one of his thighs instead, and he gasps at the feeling of your wet core against his skin.

"I don't think so," you state bluntly. "You're not in a position to be making demands."

He starts to say something, but his words turn into a gasp when you rake your nails down his chest. The feeling is soft, just a light scratch across his skin that leaves soft red marks in its wake, but it sets his skin ablaze. His thigh tenses under you, and you moan into his ear. The sound makes him shiver with arousal, but there's nothing he can do about it when he's bound like this.

"I think I'm gonna focus on me," you tell him, and he groans as you grind yourself down onto his thigh.

You loved the way his muscles felt under you, as if they were made with the sole purpose of getting you off, and you loved the look of sheer desperation Xuxi gave you. You place your arm around his shoulder, leaning directly into his ear as you move your hips against him. You keep your other hand free, running your nails along his body sporadically. You scrape around his nipples, on his biceps, against his inner thighs, all of his most sensitive spots and everywhere that you knew would make him infinitely more needy. All the while you moan into his ear, letting your hot breath fan against his tan skin and ear lobe as you allow yourself to get lost in your own desires.

It's only when he starts whimpering that you direct your attention back to him.

"What is it?" You ask him, your voice breathy in a way that just turns him on even more.

"I'm so hard for you," he says, nodding down at himself and directing your attention to where his dick is twitching against his stomach. "I need you to touch me."

You bite his ear lobe softly, earning a whine from him, and you revel in the noise, and in just how sensitive he's getting.

"That's not how this works, baby," you say, and he groans him frustration, throwing his head back as he tries to calm himself.

The action backfires though, and you lean forward to litter his neck with kisses that just ignite his skin even further. You don't slow down your hips as you do so, loving the way it causes you to pant against his skin in between kisses.

When you're satisfied, you move yourself from his neck. Your free hand comes up to grab his chin, turning his face to the side and down so he's making direct eye contact with you.

"You see, Xuxi," you start. “If you’re going to act like a little brat, then I’m going to treat you like a little brat. And that means my pleasure comes first."

You lean forward and kiss his plush lips. His movements against your mouth are full of lust, and you revel in the feeling of him being so vulnerable against you. You roll your hips down particularly hard against him, and you moan into his mouth, pulling back to grab his lip between your teeth. He shudders at the feeling.

"But you like it, don't you?" You question, voice coming out quicker as you feel your high start to approach. "You like it when I treat you like my little toy, don't you?"

He nods in a daze, but that's not good enough for you.

"Say it."

"I love it when you use me like a toy. Like your toy," he says, sounding so incredibly wrecked considering you hadn't done anything to him yet.

"I love it, but please."

You sigh, and he almost jumps out of his skin when you finally wrap your hand around his dick. You pump him fast as you chase your high, and the deep moans he lets out are like music to your ears.

He's so hypersensitive to your touch, squirming and trying to get as much aof you as possible as you flood his brain with pleasure. He can't even articulate what he wants to say, opting instead for little thank you's between his grunts and groans.

It's amazing watching Xuxi fall apart like this in front of you, and it's the sight that brings on your orgasm. You tremble against his body, and you can tell that watching you get off brings him impossibly closer to his quickly impending release.

You stop your movements around him, and you can't help but smile at the way his face drops as he feels his orgasm slipping from his grasp. It was so close, he was so close, but it fizzles out slowly as the stimulation stops.

He lets out a noise that's almost a whine at the lack of contact, but you pay him no mind, removing yourself from his thigh instead. You bring two fingers down to his soft skin, swiping them in the wetness your core left behind against his leg before bringing them up to his fingers.

He's smart enough to know what it is you want him to do, and he takes your fingers into his mouth easily, sucking and licking against them as he moans softly at the taste of you. You place your other hand on his chin again, directing his attention onto you.

"Not so cocky now, are you?" You ask, and he shakes his head rapidly.

You remove your fingers from his mouth slowly, and they make a soft pop as they leave his lips. His jaw goes slack at your next words.

"I think I'm gonna take you down a couple more pegs, though. Besides, I'm not done playing with my toy yet."

He doesn't even have a chance to protest before your touching him again, and through the haze of his lust, there's only one thing that comes to his mind.

He's screwed.

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⌈ ten

— motto: kitten has ‘ten’ in it, but so does intense.

wowza honey

best choke out you’ll find

the stamina, too, oh lord. ten can handle a lightning fast riding without blowing up in two minutes

all while you choke him

with a waist harness on and ankles bound

bondage looks so good on him; he’s flexible and enduring. imagine a hogtie... art. 

such a beautiful man.

literally, rope marks, imagine that

we need to talk about his pain threshold as well there

things that have other guys screaming are a mere tickle to him

i can’t emphasize enough how lucky you’ll be. this fella does not have to be trained much. experience? abundant. talent? more than vast. he knows precisely how far he can go with what kind of kink. that is invaluable.

and now, the most mind-blowing part. stress: he encourages you to take it all out on him. in his mind, that’s an extra treat and a promise he gets it raw how he loves it. 

your satisfaction is his fuel, as is seeing you unwind. 

the whole progression from heavy beginnings to breathless ends

the boy needs you to go, for the lack of a better word, buck-wild

so yes, ten is your number one (pun intended) address for all things messy. he asks you to hatefuck him, you spoil him with it.

the sheer masochism of him

are you kidding me

listen i’m not a fan of the sin concept but in this case... you can sin all you want with him

tl;dr: angry sex is his thing. strong emotions. guts will be rearranged.

about the elephant in the room: yeah, this guy can bust some extraterrestrial, dazzling, sexy as hell moves

that means one thing. contortionism. you can bend him into every position you desire and fuck him like that. he’s petite but don’t worry. your babe’s strong

in fact, you can sit on his face and get one ferocious rimming daily

things will get wet wetter wettest

surprise surprise vice versa he likes his own ass filled with plugs and vibrators

the type that buzzes him into a delirium while you slap him. with his neck turning red and those pretty almond eyes going wide. 

they do hold the universe. he’s just so enthralling.

btw. talking about toys. having a fleshlight ready to make him moan and ruin his orgasm is a veeery good idea.

chances are you will draw cute english or thai interjections from him

in return, you can call him your prince and kiss him all over for aftercare. he’s no different, thinking of you as someone figuratively and literally noble to him. he’s thankful you fulfill his greatest sexual dreams. it’s true, you’ll really worship each other.

he’ll do his little mona lisa smile and doze off in your lap...

sub!ten is just priceless okay

10/10

i need a moment

⌈ kai

— motto: local strip club found bankrupt.

oh mY GOD nini

he knows how it’s done

did he go to sub school or something

you’ll find him at the stove around 6:30 AM in his apron

making you breakfast pretty much butt naked otherwise

flustered and sexy butler kim right at your service

looking very sculpted

dancing a little, as usual, he’s getting into it

in other words, you’re sure to get those eggs fried well

now, besides his skimpy clothing and waiter allure

kai as a submissive is almost definite to be an epitome of organization. he’s just good at it. period. lube and protection are always in the house.

you do your part doing maintenance for toys and cracking the occasional whip but really i mean... as the great oh sehun once said... never don’t mind about a thing when jongin gets the chance to put something in order

so lean back — kai is a service sub. he’s the type who wants to break a sweat for you

and have that very visible because he doesn’t own clothes anyway. well, well.

something more about organization

fucking according to a schedule sounds about right

you have it all planned out with a special calendar book just for that purpose

but don’t believe he’ll be boring and hyper-structured beyond that

kai is the precise opposite of dull as a lover but that’s a huge duh

he has both the acute sense of bashful romance and strong erotic feelings that come with a regular eyebrow wiggle

he likes to provoke the wild animal in his partner

reckless abandon

kai is 100% guaranteed to make you let out the beast. he enjoys feeling you go all out and grip him, pin him. everything hands-on is good.

grinding and gyrating is always part of sex. hell, even floating and flying. fuck gravity.

you need a certain level of dexterity. and hey if you don’t, you will pick it up from him in a solid minute

what i’m trying to say is that it won’t happen that the two of you rub against each other in the sheets like two blocks of wood (even when going into aftercare!). it will be fluid, ever-moving, energetic right and left with the mattress creaking all over the damn place

sex with jongin is one thing for sure: fucking fast. he won’t mess up his tempo if you know what i mean. the two of you will be thrusting and moaning until complete fatigue sets in

he whines a lot i’m telling you

it’s the surefire way to know kai is into it, being genuinely vocal is one of his best qualities as a sub

besides handling any rough pace 

this guy will have you sneaking into his gym room and have a quickie on the next best workout bench

and lord knows what else. 

the bathroom is another destination. wet!kai, the yearning romeo, is an image you won’t forget

prepare to get your hands on all of that

he’s gonna melt right into ya

and that is sub!kai for you

⌈ taeyong

— motto: vanilla? hardly heard of her.

to use an nct pun: the options are— limitless.

and another: you’re signed up for a... long flight.

and you’re gonna be the: boss

who gives it to him

and i’m warning you

he’s shy about it but

taeyong is simply insatiable. take his kinky reputation at face value.

what doesn’t he do

the softest softcore (feathers to tease him) to the hardest hardcore (edge play, hallelujah), the whole spectrum without any efforts for transitions

so you guessed it, a normal bedroom really won’t do.

neither does a standard dom

but since you’re knee deep into taeyong — go figure, you’re reading this — news flash you likely aren’t one

plug in all of your toys and cameras for date night. he needs his good dose of lube-dripping fantasy, homemade with a bunch of latex thrown into the mix

yeah i know that will escalate quickly

he wears it well i’m telling you

and also greatly enjoys you donning it for friday evening

it will frustrate him to the max which is a sight to see indeed

no other sub in super m gets harder boners over latex. that’s how it is. he’s just so drawn to the material and how much authority it gives you in particular

noona/oppa kink incarnate

hell, even daddy/mommy

he calls you that when you are forehead to forehead and catching your breath

because man these orgasms are going to get you so high, bodies gently intertwined

and very, very drenched

not just skin-wise

so let me underline this

your dear taeyong, no matter how innocently he can blink at you, gets his daily nutrient intake from cum. 

what fancy-schmancy protein shake is he interested in other than yours like literally none

put him on a leash together with baekhyun and you have two salivating, ultra dirty boys

so ready to please and swallow everything up

taeyong is a handsome handful

you’ll be horny 24/7

or 23/7 maybe because aftercare

where we revert back to adorable yong. he clings to you a lot, you nuzzle him all the time, the affection is off the charts

he’s pouty and sweet, smiling to himself

holding him tight gives him a big sense of security. 

safe to say he wants everybody to know he belongs to you in terms of PDA, too

it’s not restricted to domestic intimacy and sexual aftermath

taeyong truly has the perfect ratio of freaky and soft

god worked hard on him

⌈ lucas

— motto: when bigger is better, things get wetter...

ready for take off are we 

yukhei is one flirty crackhead you’ll love it

teasing will go back and forth

there might even be play fights and wrestling involved. messing around on sofas and carpets, you know the deal. things won’t get too rowdy, he’s being his 6′ baby self and you don’t want to use your whole bag of tricks yet vice versa

lucas eventually lets you win anyways

and acts like he’s lethally injured ffs

he’s an aquarius don’t come for him they roll that way

in comes the patient-doctor roleplay. yep that’s how the story goes

and you sure as hell get to take care of um

luke’s big lightsaber

alright

it’s throbbing a bit too much and needs medicine

so think of yourself as a jedi master training your disciple.

read: edging the living soul out of him. 

rough handjobs are just perfect

as is going on a rodeo trip getting the guy to tame those bucking hips with a lil punishment here and there. and with punishment i mean tickling even when he is close to orgasm

uh-oh

wong yukhei is a cutie pie but he has just about a bucket of cum for you spilling all over the place

he might get a lil embarrassed about it, that’s the sweetest thing

cleaning it up will be his greatest pleasure

so

ready for subby lucas yet?

he’s juicy

so what else do we have... 

(besides that he sounds like harry styles is dubbing him and that voice is going to turn you on so hard)

if his dominant doesn’t have an ounce of a muscle and biting kink that’s, how to put it, a missed opportunity

just licking him and leaving marks everywhere just has to be the biggest feast in history. you have him parade around sleeveless just to see the hickeys on his arms. 

and you don’t have to be frugal. it has to scream mine mine mine. yes, xuxi has some arm sensitivity going on. he needs your mouth on him doing chaotic stuff that leaves his jaw hanging open. to the point of you eating your brunch off his chest and shoulders.

there i said it 

breakfast with yukhei is cancelled. it’s breakfast on yukhei

as for positions: things are usually more chill and standard. just how much missionary will there be, you’ll lose count. he’s good at it. lucas has the condensed passion of ten people, it will be more arousing than you’d think. it’s also a good pause to your usual activities, you both get a chance to um take a breath

if he feels cocky, wong brathei likes to lift you up during sex and here we go again with a staring contest... which ends with a bright smile and kissing 

what did you expect

always remember this one thing. in his big himbo brain only one thought floats around and that. is. his. love. for. you.

a whipped boy

he’s irreplaceable.

patient xuxi reports speedy recovery

⌈ mark

— motto: good boys go to heaven after debuting a couple times more

sirs and sirettes, mark lee.

what did you think the “m” in super m stands for? mario, man, massive, market, model?

nope

SuperMark is what keeps the planet spinning

now here it goes

let’s get one assumption out of the way first

you’d think he fucks how he talks but you’ll be surprised

everything’s slow slow slow

the pace is very casual for someone who raps and thinks that fast

mark is just too friggin’ cute

a blushy cupcake

innocent and always curious what you’re up to

just perfect for all sorts of gentle dominance

you can reassure him when he gets nervous which happens every now and then

and put him into soft sweaters and blankets when he feels cold

maybe even building a pillow fort and just caressing him ad nauseam literally for minutes on end.

tousling his hair would be adorable beyond belief

the same goes for giving him cheesy pet names

or feeding him sweets

you can bet chocolate is his favorite. 

but it’s not just all about pampering him

keen how he is you can expect a lot of gestures of attention from mark, like carefully selected presents and foot massages

there’s a real gentleman at your hands.

a gentlemark

he might have come up with that himself 

you bet there will be lots of humor involved mark just can’t do serious sex

his intellect is yeahhh... superhuman

as much as his heart is squishy for you.

it’s hard out there. this world is tough

but mark is a safe haven to return to and have wholesome hours in bed with

30% sex, 70% aftercare.

you think that’s impossible? look into his puppy eyes and tell me all you’ll do won’t be spooning

it’s an art form and mark is just too inviting not to do a brush stroke on the canvas. 

and after you’re done spooning things are back to more caressing

a smooch left, a smooch right

for the 30% he might need a bit of outside support because his inner perfectionist compels him

so he’ll text johnny at 4:30 in the morning with urgent questions

because his mind is racing and he promised to wake you up with a set of spicy stuff

sex veteran johnny will calmly explain it to mark but also keep it short and simple

because man how early can someone text you 

and mark appreciates a crisp how-to that he won’t forget

even when you are chest to chest feeling each other’s breath and his brain almost shuts down

at the end of the day...

you say hey canada lemme get my hands on those big thighs of yours and ding ding his pants are off. he responds so easily to guidance

and his dancing skill always helps to get groovy with you

so

bust down markiana

you’re that bitch and you know it

⌈ baekhyun

— motto: you and me, relax and ch...oking

leader on the streets 

screamer in the sheets

even the most peace-loving, noise-sensitive neighbors are going to dig the things that come out of his mouth as caused by you

just how good are his lungs

imagine him making audios for you. yes, god is real.

you just hit the lotto

the things his mouth can do 

byun baekhyun is a synonym of oral fixation when will merriam webster admit it

if there’s one person in super m who can nail the picture perfect drooling ahegao face without hesitation it’s him

he will pleasure you with his tongue so vigorously

that level of spit blowing will haunt you

and the slurpi—

THE NOISES. we can’t talk about the noises. nope, nope. the noises are not meant to be described to this world. 

you’ll suffer from incurable lust once you picture it

you know what his voice can cause

that would trigger a mass hysteria

anyway. moving on. 

baeks is the type to appreciate a mix of cheek-on-cheek cuddling and getting his brains banged out

you can toss him around, grab him by the hair, fuck him absolutely stupid

while also kissing his forehead and playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. as if he doesn’t want you enough already this will have baekhyun needy for so long

he’s the king of slutty behavior

and making both of you crack up with mid-sex jokes about who knows what, suho’s butt mole or something

he’s just too hilarious. on the other hand he likes being creative and concentrated

in his free time you’ll probably find him reading erotic stories, sketching sexy stuff (i.e., well, you) in a journal, or even a manual to the kamasutra. it gets him all hot and bothered to the point where he can’t stop being chatty about it.

baekhyun’s arousal always first manifests as a wave of words or texts 

your part of the equation is distilling the essence of said texts and getting to work on that perky body of his

and praise him plenty. baekhyun loves a lot of verbal affirmations and you’re glad to shower him with it.

kink-wise: he really has a gazillion ideas to try

costumes, gags, whips, pet play, sounding, collars, semi-clothed sex, cock rings, suspensions, you name it

as the cherry on top, a three- and fourway could be part of your routine for sure. 

that being said he might have a few dicks in him physically or mechanically because geez bacon loves fucking machines and dildos

he is 100% ready to embark on one hell of an anal odyssey

how much he can stretch out you can probably guess. and he’ll make jokes about it either way to turn you on

you’ll be certain to exhaust and stuff your lil’ darling to the brim but i’m telling you what you already know

he’s gonna be the happiest ahegao boy in the world

and throw peace signs when you take pictures of him fucked out

that’s byunbaek for you. one of a kind

a subby gem

⌈ taemin

— motto: 500 points to slytherin! 

this is what you’ve been waiting for i know I KNOW

red carpets out for the sensual sub king and nation’s p.r.e.t.t.y. boy

the international bombshell blonde

a bdsm luminary

DEITY

now, listen. 

some erotic feats are truly hard to execute

but there is always one guy who’s the exception 

and his name is lee taemin

no matter how unrealistic or complex your imagination of sex with him is

with this man, most of it can become real

effortlessly

because he’s a) an open-minded lover b) rich enough to rent ten dungeons — per hour and c) closest to perfection we as a human race have ever come 

taemin is a pro at bringing all kinds of your and his fantasies to life. that’s why it’s important that you sit down to talk about how your intimate encounters could look like every other week

primarily, as far as his taste is concerned

we’ve all heard about his tales of creepypasta romance

literally he’s been an idol for so long and still comes up with new baffling ideal type stories

so according to those

he wants to be run over by you and thinks that’s hot,,, but i say... we stick to flipping him over... like on a bed,,, no car involved

this pal is macabre you have to be an embodiment of the law to rein him in

police roleplay much. arrest this provocateur!

furthermore and on a lighter note

besides being jailed

lo and behold, chained up and decked out in lace, draped on a lip-shaped art sofa is how he feels the most in his element

add a mask and a corset 

just how glamorous is he

this guy has mastered all techniques of drawing you in with the most elaborate seduction. 

tremendous!

including dance: for your eyes only. 

prepare to have your loins set on fire.

because within the 4 walls of your home his every move will be pure danger loaded with sexuality. it would be even more of a public menace than he already is when performed in front of a crowd

keep those handcuffs ready officer

because it is your mission to stop that guy 

the more restraints the better

put five harnesses on him i don’t care as long as it contains him

and once that’s done

taemin likes to be stimulated and teased with you running silk fabric all over his body

he also enjoys you creating artistic pin-up-esque photography of him

with sultry eyes and puckered lips

and no worries. taemin will put his plump lips to good use elsewhere, too. all. over. the. place. servicing his dominant is an honor.

and those moans will be like a melody.

the literal only weak spot he has

is to kiss and tell. taemin gets carried away in conversation and feels pride when the topic switches to you. so... if you lick his earlobe and call him your slave, jongin knows the very next day and finds it very entertaining. 

taemin won’t deliberately spill the beans in a group chat but one-on-one with a close friend? he’s too excited not to talk about your chemistry and lets some juicy details slip if he can’t control himself.

taemin requires a dom/me who’s definitely not insecure and wants others to know who’s boss.

on the flipside, if you enjoy voyeurism? he is your man. it’s a matter of perspective entirely.

so to speak — even his weakness is a strength.

that’s all you need to understand about him

in sum: you got yourself quite an ace 

taem will press your number and you’ll have no sorrow in the world.

we truly are blessed by his existence

peace out