#sub!victon

Sejun has already gone through three lollipops just trying to distract himself, and it did for a few minutes but once they were gone his want to have his mouth and pretty lips wrapped around something would just build back up. 

“Y/n can’t you just help a little bit? Just do anything?”

“Sejunnie I’m working” He’d be lying if he said he didn’t like your annoyed tone or how short you were being with him. But it also didn’t help the growing problem in his pants. 

Sighing, Sejun comes up with an idea. Getting down on his knees and resting his head on your lap, out of view of the camera but enough for you to notice him. “Master please?”

Your eyes snap down to Sejun instantly, a smile creeping on your lips. “Aw, kitten. You’re really that needy to try and tease me like this? What is it that you want?” Running your hand through his hair, he does a dry swallow, his confidence slowly slipping from him.

“Just want mommy’s cock in my mouth, want you to fill me. I feel so empty” A blush shows up in Sejuns cheeks, showing some embarrassment despite how sure his words sounded.

Smiling, satisfied with how shy your boy was getting, you run your thumb across his lower lip, stopping at the center of his lower lip “Suck” you demand. “Maybe if you do good enough and are patient throughout the rest of this meeting I’ll let you have what you want” 

Sejun nodded, a bit too excitedly. Taking your thumb into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it. It wasn’t much but it was enough to hold him off. A few glances down at him and some praises helped him get through the meeting. 

Once you hung up the call and closed your laptop, Sejun stood up ready to take you up on your promise. “Go get the strap kitten, I think you earned it”

Giggling at how quickly Sejun went off to your guys bedroom, noting how needy he really was. 

“Are you sure this is what you want? You know I don’t like when you change your mind halfway through and ask for something else. So are you sure you can get off to this?”

“I think you underestimate just how much this turns me on” Sejun said, watching as you put the strap on. Licking his lips as you signal for him to come over. 

Getting back down on his knees, he looks up at you for reassurance. Not wanting to get ahead of himself and cause himself a punishment. “Go ahead, kitty, haven’t you been waiting all morning?”

Sejun doesn't waste anymore time and takes the tip of the strap into his mouth, sighing with relief finally getting what he’s been craving. Sejun slides the most he can in his mouth, making eye contact with you through hooded eyes as the tip hits the back of his throat, making a moan come from you. 

“You look so pretty like this kitten,” getting a grip on his hair to have control of his movements, “Lips wrapped around my cock. It’s a sight I could look at all day” 

A muffled whine comes from Sejun-or at least as much as it could-and he starts grinding himself against the couch. Little moans coming from him as the coil in his stomach builds up, threatening to spill.

“You weren’t lying doll? Having my cock shoved in your mouth really gets you this turned on? We’re your gonna cum without even being touched” 

Sticking your leg between his thighs and adding the slightest pressure against his hard on is enough to have him cumming. Sejuns movements stop and he howolles his cheeks around the strap.

“Such a pretty little cock slut” 

Once his high starts to calm, a small wet patch is seen on his pants. “Sejun, you’ve made such a mess and without even asking. Maybe you could go for a round two in the shower” 

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those hips, the curves, that smirk. intoxicating, seductive, addicting. 

for many years subin has been with you, in secret, he has never seen you snapped that hard. 

he was understanding, that having a job where you have to dance and sing in front of a public audience, you needed to go big or go home. he did not mind the fact that the usual bright concepts your group usually goes for needed a change. he agreed with that thought too. but he never thought you were going that hard. 

sitting in front of the television in the middle of the space you both shared, pressing his thighs closely together to get most of his needs away. the bulge starting to form against the thin fabric of his lower garment, while his bottom lip has gotten red due to how much he is nibbling it to suppress his sounds despite being alone at home. his eyes never left the screen, fully drawn into you and your appealing stage presence. 

how? how could your hips affect me so much, why do you have to nibble your lip during the performance? what were you trying to do to me? he thought. 

but now those thoughts were long gone, his mind was more onto the present as he was laying on the shared bed, beneath your figure. his shirt was rolled up to his neck, exposing his lean stomach with the tent against his lower garment grew even bigger. you leaned over to his extremely flushed face, already feeling the warmth emitting out from his skin and cupped his right cheek. 

“aw baby, you don’t need to deny though. your cheeks are showing otherwise. you look so red, just like how you look every time after i am done pleasuring you. needy baby.” you mocked, as he was lying to your question minutes before on as you asked why was he such in a panic state when you came home. 

earlier on, after hearing the front door open widely, his pretty pair of eyes widen up in surprise, before his hand fumbled to grab the remote and quickly turned off the television. to your surprise, he was fully avoiding you in all cost. it was not the usual baby-clingy subin you used to see after work. 

then you knew something was up. and after cracking your head, it started to make sense why he was like that. you know him all too well, he could not hide anything from you, he watched it. 

your hand from his cheek trailed down to caress his warm neck, thumbing his well-structured collarbone then to his chest. the soft yet heated touches were accompanied with your lips pressed against his skin that you managed to touch. your hand started to rub his chest while trying to stimulate his perked up buds, lips now busying itself on sucking the male’s skin. the noises from his sinful pair of lips weren’t stopping either, they were getting louder followed by the sounds of his heavy pants. 

“mhm.. y/n please..” he spoke out for the first time since after you came home, sounding his breathless as his chest was heaving up and down uncontrollably. your soft tiers tore away from his neck as you raised a brow at him. your face looked amused, and he could only let out a weak whine at his defense.

“please what? help your neediness just because you got horny after watching my performance? hm?” you hummed out questionably, and another short kitten-like whine escaped past his dry lips. as much to his embarrassment of getting teased, he still went along with it since you were only speaking the truth. subin then obediently nodded as response, but you were dissatisfied. you wanted to hear it from your boy so you shifted back your head up to his face, millimeters apart. 

“say it baby, or else i won’t do anything on you, especially your little friend down there hm?”. you insisted, and that managed to make subin yelp before he tried his best to beg with his eyes, all glossy and seemingly looked liked they were under a spell for you. he seemed to put some thought at his words, before he quietly spoken out in a raspy tone. 

“mhm.. please..? use and ruin me please..? my owner..”  

man, that nickname made all ends loose

the control you seemed to have earlier on, just to tease him was gone, as if they were like sand and they slipped right off from your grasp. the slender fore and middle finger of yours hooked against the waistband of his trousers and tucked them down in one go. now, it revealed the hard shaft now laying flat against, clear transparent liquid trailing out from his slit to stain his stomach. he gasped purposely at the sight of the mess on his stomach, before you swiped your forefinger on the skin at his tummy. the touch made subin shivered visibly. cute, you thought. 

“this baby made a slight mess on his tummy hm? you’ll have to clean it up before i start playing with you or do you want your owner to clean you up?” the clear liquid coated your fingers nicely, as you directed them to his lips while pressing them with your digits so his mouth opens up. subin took your fingers gently, lapping his tongue messily all over your digits with his eyes fluttered shut prettily. in the meantime, your other free hand travelled down to curl around his hard length, teasing his slit. 

now that made him part his lips away from your fingers, letting out the most sensual but adorable soft moan. those sounds from him were always the usual but they always sends electrical impulses down your spine. he sounds cute yet lewd, you can’t resist him at the point 

with his arms now circled around your neck, subin’s pouty lips then naturally met with yours, as he pulled you down for a messy, hot open mouth kiss due to his yearn to feel you. yours and his tongue were everywhere, lapping against each other’s as the sounds of friction both lips colliding desperately were heard in the room

“let’s start ruining you hm? till you loose count on how many times you cum for me.” you added, as you leaned away from his now wet, slight red lips. panting, a weak whimper was let out from subin while he nodded eagerly. 

“make me cum till i cant anymore, my owner..”

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seungwoo was always the best for you, always so polite and doing exactly what you say. but, you weren’t always in a particularly good, nice, or giving mood.

seungwoo always looked so good when he was writhing and squirming under you in pain and pleasure, so how could you resist?

seungwoo wasn’t complaining when you were very suddenly tugging him towards your bedroom and pushing him onto the bed. he wore a smile on his face as you kissed him, quite roughly but he didn’t mind.

his hair is disheveled and his lips are a bit swollen from the force of the kiss when you pull away. he’s obedient and quiet when you walk over to your closer to tug out a small box.

you set the box down beside him, and he resists the urge to peak inside. you pull out a pair of handcuffs and his eyes light up.

“shirt off and hands up, pretty boy.” you whisper, cupping his jaw in your left hand. he tugs his shirt off and pulls his arms up and over his head so that you’re able to attach the cuffs to his wrists.

he pulled his hands back down to sit over his chest. he lays back on the bed, and scoots up a bit to the pillows at the head of the bed. you unbuckle the belt on his black jeans.

you pulled them down and off, smirking when you saw precum staining his boxers. “eager, aren’t we?” you teased, rubbing your thumb over the spot, causing him to jerk a bit and then whine.

“how can i not be?” he asks, clenching his thighs together. you push his legs back open and then pull his boxers down as well. his cock springs out from his boxers, and sets on his stomach, smearing precum around his lower abdomen.

he blushes under your stare, suddenly a bit timid of being completely undressed. “you’re so pretty like this, woo. but you’ll be even prettier in a few minutes when you’re covered in your own tears and cum.” you whisper, using your fingernail to trail down his thigh, leaving a red line in its wake.

he squirms and whines again. his breathing hitches when you get into the bed as well, kneeling in between his legs. a shiver goes up his spine when he feels your hands finally touch his cock.

his breathing quickens when he feels you slowly jerk him off, making sure to tease his tip as you do so, spreading the precum around and using it as a lubricant.

he whines at the slow pace you set, doing his best not to buck his hips up into your fist. he closes his eyes and lets his head fall back onto the pillows. soft moans and sounds leave his mouth as he continues to try and be god for you.

he doesn’t expect it when he feels your lips attach to his tip. he groans, thighs trembling. his hands are gripping and clasping around nothing when he feels your tongue swirl around the pretty veins that decorated his cock.

he seemed to be close already, mind clouded and filled with thoughts of you and only you, his eyes are closed, and his thighs tremble every time your lips suckle his tip.

“i-i’m close…” he whispers, voice trembling and wavering. you wait until he’s at his very peak, about to completely burst, and then, you pull away.

he whines loudly and bucks his hips on shamelessly into the air, trying to grasp any friction that he can reach even the smallest remains of his orgasm.

“w-why?” he asks, eyes pleading as his hands tug at the handcuffs on his chest. “because, darling, you sound so pretty when you’re like this. you can take it though, right? for me?” you ask and nod your head to persuade him to nod his, and it works; he nods his head and mutters a slight ‘yeah…’

“good.” you whisper, and place your hands back onto his cock. “maybe if you can be a good boy, you can cum this time.” the both of you knew he was going to be good for you regardless, but he still nodded his head in determination.

he was as still as he could be when he felt the tips of your fingers trace the ridges and veins of his hard cock. his eyes fluttered shut, and he let you have your way again.

you start off strong, thumb circling the head and pressing delicately into the slit. he squirms a bit, shivering and he leans into your touch.

he doesn’t expect it when you wrap you hand around him, moving slowly to begin. he moans out loud as you go faster, hands clasping around nothing as he bucks his hips up into your touch.

“a-ah, ohmygosh-“ he breathes when you move faster in pace tremendously. “you’re getting close, baby? this soon?” you tease, pressing your thumb into his slit again. “y-ah, y-yes, getting so close-“ he whimpers out pathetically.

“you’re gonna cum, pretty boy? gonna cum all over yourself like a good boy?” you ask, caressing his inner thighs in a teasing manner.

“y-yes, gonna be your g-good - fuck! - boy and cum…” he whispers, chanting your name and title like a mantra. “y/n- oh my God-“ he moans as his back arches off the bed and his hips buck uncontrollably into your fist.

his cum spills onto your hand and drips down to his thighs, the milky white staining your hand. he shivers and trembles as he finishes and you pull away to grab a towel to wipe your hand and his thighs, careful to not cause him pain or oversensitivity.

you grab the key and unlock the handcuffs, tugging them off and dropping them back into the box. he rubs his wrists, looking up at you with cloudy eyes.

“are you okay to go bathe or something? want any food?” you ask him as your hands rake through his hair. “no, i wanna lay with you.” he murmurs, tugging your other hand towards him.