WARNING—suggestive themes, light angst & crack ✧ use of sex toys ✧ semi-public stuff ✧ light S&M ✧ breath play ✧ degradation ✧ praise ✧ mommy kink ✧ mistress kink ✧ baby boy kink
SONG PLAYING—Phantom ✧ WayV
[A/N.] I wrote and posted this very long ago (on my first book that was deleted by wattpad at 190k reads🥲) and i only re-wrote the scenario for some of the members (i think u can tell lol). I will continue re-writing old posts so u guys have smth to read in the meantime while i try to write new shit😊👌
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钱锟 / 전곤 / Kun
Kun craves attention from his lover but he likes to present himself as someone who doesn't as he's afraid of coming off as clingy and also doesn't want his partner to feel pressured or forced to give him all their attention. Let's say you pay him less attention than usual — you're stuck on the TV or working on your laptop rather than making conversation or cuddling — he may get worried that something had happened or that he's upset you in some way. Rather than being selfish, he would take care of you by making you food or bringing you something to drink or snack on to the table so you don't have to get up when working (he wants you to feel better). Let's say you had been spending more time with or talking to someone else and smiling and laughing a lot more with them than you had done with him this day, he would feel insecure about himself — like do you think he's boring? Do you think you two spend too much time together? Does he lack charisma? He's a bit more mature than the others so he's more likely to talk to you about but will try to sound as not needy for you as possible so you guys can communicate and compromise.
You were watching The Package (great film) on the sofa alone, not asking him if he wanted to join or what movie you two should watch, and he had gained the confidence to sit down next to you and lightly put his chin on your shoulder.
"Are you hungry? Because I can make you something to eat if you want," before you can answer he continues, trying to get you to look him in the eyes, "Or do you want coffee or tea maybe? Iced? Hot?"
"I'm a bit dehydrated actually. Hm hot green tea sounds nice about now."
"Okay, Love. I'm gonna be back soon and you're gonna have the green tea of your life," he felt how his cheeks were flaming by the end of his speech from embarrassment, thinking he sounded too desperate.
"Thank you, Babyboy," you kissed his pink cheek.
He was so happy to make you the cup of tea!
As the relationship progresses I see him continuing doing this, and if your sadistic ass still doesn't give him attention after all the good he does, he'll overanalyse the situation to figure out why he deserves being ignored. Give him a sign you're not upset with him. A quick peck is enough for him to smile. But I also think eventually he'll feel comfortable and confident enough to try to get your attention in less perfect-son-in-law ways (only on occasion if he's tipsy or particularly horny and needs your attention more than usual though). Like he might put his hand on your thigh at a restaurant and move higher and higher until you warn him you'll punish him once you get home.
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ชิตพล ลี้ชัยพรกุล / 이영흠 / ten
Ten. Is. Shameless. Periodt. He'd do whatever the fuck he wants whenever he wants to get your attention. You'd be quite amazed at how far he'd go to get your focus. Casually stripping off his clothes in front of you when you're trying to work from home? Put your hand on his neck when your talking on the phone? Pull out a vibrator to use without asking for permission? While purposely looking at you with a smirk? Whisper dirty shit in your ear when you're having a dinner with loved ones? He'd do it all. It wouldn't matter how lewd it were as long as he got the attention he desired in the end.
"Damn, this dick is so good, Mistress," he moaned loudly, referring to the dildo he was bouncing on without your permission.
You were trying to ignore his groaning and his sinful stare because the online meeting was still getting wrapped up (you had mic off).
"So damn good, way better than your strap, Mistress," he threw his head back and looked at you with a fucked out expression.
The meeting finally came to an end and you put down the laptop screen and turned to him, "Excuse me?"
His reply was short but powerful, "You're excused."
And that was why his ass was red hours later.
But he isn't a freak all the time! He can be really sweet and adorable if he wants to too. Like he will talk to one of his fat cats and be like "—— isn't giving me all their attention how mean, right?" And then pout with the cat (Idk his cats' names💀) next to his head as I'm giving you kitten eyes. He only acts this way with his partner.
"——, please pay attention to meee~" he whined with his chin on your shoulder, staring at the side of your face longingly.
"What, Baby?" you look at him.
"Do you wanna cuddle or fuck or watch a movie or something?"
He'd never change methods: acting naughty or cute is always successful. He loves all the consequences of acting like a slut to get your attention and whenever he feels super cute he likes to act that way too. I think that as you explore together in the bedroom (kitchen, balcony, bathroom etc) he will want to try exploring outside of your home too — it'll all start with him being very needy from you telling him all the nasty things you want to do to him once you get back home from the party, and he will instead grind up on you or join group conversations and say double entendres that everybody else understands as neutral, normal things to say but that you know he secretly means something dirty. And if you tell him you like that he will continue getting your attention this way. He's so creative he can come up with all types of ways to act nasty. Eating a very inappropriately shaped food (even if it's a fruit) while making eye contact. Dancing sexily in front of anyone. Touch you under the table. Draw something that could be interpreted as sexually explicit and show it to you. Call you Mistress in inappropriate settings when nobody else hear. He loves attention and there's no way you're not giving it to him.
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董思成 / 동사성 / winwin
Winwin is an angel. He's always obedient and listens to your commands, loving your praise afterwards. But if he sees you talking to someone else and enjoying it a little too much, he might get insecure. He'd want your attention as soon as possible and — since he's not a naughty boy — he'd do something innocent like whisper in your ear and ask you kindly and indirectly to give him some attention too because he'd rather communicate and solve the small issue than overthink it.
"Can you hold my hand?" he asked into your ear so only you could hear him.
A small smile made an appearance on his face when you took his hand in yours.
He looked at the attention-thief who had dared avert your attention away from him, and sent a friendly warning that you were taken.
My Mommy.
If you still didn't give him the attention he wanted, he'd become extremely pouty. Why won't you just give him attention? If he were desperate enough, he'd sit on your lap. But only if he were feeling daring or passionate enough for you to show him some love.
He sighed frustratedly and looked at you before he made his way to sit on your thighs.
You were shocked at the fact that your non-affectionate boyfriend made a move that was bold — in his case even kissing your cheek in public was considered bold.
"Mommy?" he whispered in your ear.
"Yes?"
He looked at you in the eyes, "Can we go home, please? I'm tired and I wanna sleep."
Give him attention! He's a good boy and deserves it! Kiss his hands, cheeks and lips in front of others if necessary. He's your good Babyboy, you should be nice to him. Don't be a meanie :c
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黄旭熙 / 황욱희 / lucas
Xuxi craves attention, whether it's verbal or physical. He enjoys being called handsome just as much as he enjoys being choked like a bitch. But he hates it if you give some of the attention he's supposed to have to someone else, e.g. if you were to call someone else 'handsome' especially, he'd feel a little butt hurt. He's confident, but he's still capable of feeling jealousy. Although he's jealous, he's still confident he can get your attention back. He's so handsome, how can he not? He wouldn't take it seriously, rather playfully or even silly. There are three key ways it could go:
1. Tease you
"Mami," he whispered darkly into your ear, "I'm hard."
You finally looked at him.
"Can we go and fuck? Please, Mami, I want you to choke me and handcuff me and call me yours."
"We're in public."
"So what? Let's go to the car, I always keep toys there for situations like this one."
"Such a slut."
He smirked, "Oh yes."
2. Confront you
"Talk to me, Mami, not him/her/them."
He whined annoyingly.
"How can you even think of looking at someone else when you have the most handsome boy in the world in front of you?"
3. Flirt with someone else in front of you
"I can play your game too, Mami," he winked before making his way to someone half as good-looking as you.
He didn't cheat, of course, but he managed to frustrate you enough to make him get on his knees for you in just a few minutes.
He's sure of himself and doesn't even feel threatened when you give someone else attention, just a little jealous because he wants you all for himself. He'd think of getting your attention as a fun activity. Like a game where he tries to get you to break from the act and when he does — he never loses this game — you reward him. Victory tastes good.
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肖德俊 / 소덕준 / xiaojun
姐姐 (jiejie) = older sister
Angel is rarely naughty, but if he's desperate for your attention, he might consider taking that path (not with the goal of having sex but rather just make you look at him or cuddle him or something). He wouldn't do something super naughty, but something bad enough to mildly shock you. His mind would go to something like 'accidentally' or 'innocently' touching you in a place he shouldn't touch you when you're around other people. He'd do it for your attention, and maybe because he'd want other people to see that you're obviously taken.
He looked at you for a second, contemplating whether or not he should put his hand on your inner thigh.
When he heard you laugh at someone's joke, he made up his mind and put his hand there.
You looked down at it and then at his face.
His expression was blank, but you saw right through it and smirked.
"Are you jealous, Prince?"
OR
Xiaojun had been shopping earlier this week and he decided to put on the shirt he liked the most before making his way to you, hoping you'd think he looked good.
"姐姐, I missed you," he hugged you.
"I missed you too, Prince."
He smiled into your neck.
If you still didn't give him the attention he'd hoped for (whether he'd tried to get it by shocking you by being naughty or by acting cute and sweet), he'd get upset since he can get a bit sensitive and sentimental. He really cares for you and your relationship so if you act indifferent at his attempts to get your attention, he'd think that you were questioning his love for you, or his cuteness, or that you were hinting at a breakup. The ache could be too big for him to stay composed, making him go and cry somewhere alone.
He excused himself and left.
Knowing he's sensitive and usually doesn't leave suddenly, you follow him.
When you found him you saw that he had tears in his eyes.
"Baby, what happened?" you asked.
"Why are you acting like I'm invisible. Like I'm not there? Like I'm no one?" his voice cracked and tears feel.
After that one sad incident, he'd expect you to not ignore him in the future since you now know he's vulnerable and gets affected by it. And so if you happen to ignore him like that again — even after the incident — he'd become more of a wreck than last time.
a/n. May or may not publish an angst imagine with this concept since it's been requested in the past...
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黃冠亨 / 황관형 / hendery
Hendery is a sweetheart. Your attention is always highly appreciated, but it's also expected from you (How can you possibly ignore a loud sunshine?). If you didn't give him his usual amount of attention he'd think you were in a bad mood and thus needed to be brightened up. He'd always be very nice at first and try to impress you with his cute and thoughtful antics, by saying something kind, being caring, giving you something thoughtful or pink.
"Mama, I got us food. Let's watch Netflix," he beamed and held your favorite dish up like it was a prize.
If you didn't return the enthusiasm his big smile would decrease.
But if you pushed it and still didn't give him what he wanted, he'd continue being optimistic and give it another try. If his thoughtful sweetie side didn't work then his energetic crackhead side certainly would. He'd say or act weird or dramatic in order to get you to crack. It's very hard not to smile when he's being his odd, loud self and he knows it; he's a natural born entertainer and uses it to his advantage.
"Throw it back!" he voice cracked out while dancing stupid.
"I shake it off, shake it off—"
"Don't leave me dancing alone. Come on, Mamaaa—" he nagged and tried to drag you to the dance (kitchen) floor.
If you give him what he wants in the end, he'd love to fight for your attention. But if you don't reward him attention, then he'd just feel like you don't fit with him. His personality should be able to gain your attention easily. So if it doesn't then there's clearly something wrong. He'd talk to you about it before making any snap decisions.
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刘扬扬 / 류양양 / yangyang
Babyboy feeds on your attention, and he will do almost every to have your eyes on him and spend time with him. He can be a jealous person sometimes and he hates that trait. Since he's an idol for SM he can't do anything that will make netizens suspicious of him being in a relationship and because of that you two have to act like you don't know of each others existence. But sometimes you two cross paths in public and this means that you can't look each other in the eyes or talk — which also means that if someone flirts with you or if you're laughing very loudly with an attractive person or fan girl/boy over another idol whilst he's missing you a few meters away, he might get sulky and will act sulky with the WayV members (and they will take care of him of course). And he knows that he's jealous but he will just try to act cute or pouty afterwards with you. If he's in a playful mood, he'd prank you in a mischievous way instead of being a naughty boy like some people. His creativity and sense of humor would come to play and he'd end up laughing at your reaction. Orrr he will act like a freaking brat and find a way to get on your nerves just for the fun and aftermath of it. Like he would randomly try to seduce you by dancing and end up giving you a lap dance or he would call you Mommy when you're talking to someone on the phone. Whether he gets punished or not doesn't matter as long as he wins your attention.
fluffy ver.
"Mommy~" he cooed and put his head in your lap.
"What?"
"My hand is tired of playing with my hair. Can you do it for me instead?"
non-fluffy ver.
A sex song from your playlist (or any song from WayV or 127 lmao) started playing on speakers and when you turned to where the sound came from, you saw Yangyang swaying slowly back and forth to the rhythm of the music, slowly getting closer and closer.
"Focus on me, Mommy~"
He didn’t mind a punishment afterwards<3
He's very needy and horny so he will find many different ways to get your undivided attention or a punishment. He will literally embarrass himself and do aegyo in front of his laughing member (and dye on the inside) just to get you to stop giving Xiaojun all your attention and instead smile and hug your sweet, cute, hot, awesome, sexy, lovely, best boyfriend (or just laugh and humiliate him so he gets hard and begs for you at home).
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[a/n] this was supposed to be posted several days ago, my apologies lol. sadly sungchan and shotaro aren’t included because I wrote this before their debut and obviously chenle isn’t either but I did do a little mini kink analysis on shotaro and sungchan here
it was pretty sight—him sitting completely naked on your thigh, riding it like there was no tomorrow. but it was all ruined when he came too early, disobeying your instructions and ruining your favorite pair of black jeans. "you fucking slut!" you spat, watching his juices soak your jeans. "I'm so sorry! I'll buy you a new pair." he was very genuine, a glint of horror reflecting in his eyes. you grab onto his hair, pulling his head down so your lips met the curve of his ear. "you better, cumslut. or your punishment is gonna include the whole street knowing how much of a filthy whore you are." he gulped at your words, his dick restless on top of the sticky puddle. "yes, ma'am."
face sitting (receiving)
he moaned against your folds, deeply. the warm heat of your juices lathering onto his face made his dick throb pathetically. short gasps of air being released whenever he got the chance. you latched onto his smooth stands as his tongue worked its magic, gliding gracefully against your hole. your other hand restricted his arms above his head, putting him in a vulnerable position. "come on, you can do better than that." you lied straight through your teeth, clutching his hair tighter. he was putting his blood, sweat, and tears into this. you knew that. you just wanted to see how far he'll go to pleasure you, to comply with you. besides, being smothered to death by your pussy is the only way he wants to go out. another rich moan vibrates against you, forcing out a whine from you. you're close now. you start rolling your hips, frantically. lucas's arm veins now protrude from his skin as he balls his fists, feeling your wetness pouring and dripping down his face.
praise (receiving)
it's the best of both worlds. yukhei enjoys being degraded because it hurts that giant ego of his, but hearing your praise while his fingers curled inside you gave him a different type of pleasure. "yes, just like that, baby. you're such a good boy." you said between moans as he toyed with your g spot, your walls closing in on his digits. "yes, mommy, m'a good boy." he mumbled, eyes fixated on his long fingers going in and out of your pussy, covered with your stickiness. he was determined to make you orgasm so he could hear more pet names and praise rush from your lips as your back arched and your moans transitioned to deep, ragged breaths.
cock and ball torture
you're between his legs, half naked while scraping your nails along his prominent hip bone. "do you know why I'm mad at you, xuxi?" you asked with faux kindness. lucas tried his best to remain eye contact, but your gaze held so much intensity that he looked away. "I-" you slapped the tip of his dick before he could finish, a painful yelp cutting himself off. "look at me, xuxi." he shifted his eyes towards you, water nearly spilling down his puffy lash line. "I was naughty in public." his voice was broken down to a faint whisper, with an occasional voice crack as the grip on his balls grew stronger. "how?" you provoke him, unsatisfied with his answer. he tries to answer but his words jumble up in his throat, making you squeeze his balls tight and mercilessly. "you were grinding up against me like a bitch in heat, remember?" tears spill down his face as he mutters pathetic apologies. the pleasurable pain making him orgasm.
he was having his annual horny teenage boy moment. his hands wrapped tightly around his cock as the pornographic film flickered in front of him. the blueish light from his phone the only thing illuminating his room. he didn't have a roommate this time around, so he let the video play out loud on a low volume. he bit his lip as he watched the young boy suck on his 'step mothers' boobs as she said something in japanese. "mommy." he whined into the empty room, rubbing the tip of his cock. little did he know the devil on earth, known as haechan, was recording and sending it to you.
spitting (receiving)
you were teasing him. rubbing his tip with your fingers and rubbing his shaft between your folds. mark hates teasing. and at the moment, he had no problem telling you. "hurry up and fuck me." that was unacceptable. you crawled towards him, a clear fire in your eyes as you grabbed his face, squishing his cheeks. "you need to watch your fucking mouth. I'm in charge." and then you forced his mouth open, gathered up some saliva, and spat in his mouth. his eyes nearly bulge out of socket, but he swallowed nevertheless. he was much more of a good boy after that.
guided masturbation (receiving)
baby boy mark needs guidance. he needs your soft yet authoritative tone to help him feel like he knows what he's doing. he's doing his very best, trying not to let you down. one hand toyed with the head of his dick while the other cupped his balls, just like you told him to. he looked so cute. his blonde hair ruffled in many different directions, tongue constantly running over his lips, cheeks scarlet, and hushed sounds of satisfaction. however, he wasn't exactly fondling the spot you were hoping for. so your grabbed his hand and very delicately push his hand further down his cock, below his head—the most sensitive spot. he shuddered, squeezing his balls tighter. pure bliss jumbled his words as he started thrusting into his fist, his precious puppy eyes sparkling.
praise (receiving)
he was between your legs, only the top of his head poking out as he gave small kitten licks to your folds. his tongue was hesitant, his big doe eyes met yours, seeking approval. "you're doing good, love." it wasn't a lie, he was nearly an expert with your clit. "thank you, mommy." he replied before getting back to business. he rotated his tongue near your entrance precisely, just like they did in the videos he's watched. a fistful of his hair are in your hands as he enters his tongue inside you, his cock throbbing beneath him at your taste. your moans were his motivation as he tongue fucked you, spit drooling down his chin. "my good baby boy, you are doing so good." at this praise, he starts to roll his hips mercilessly into the mattress.
your kiss was desperate, passionate, and fiery. you hugged onto his exposed hips while he used your shoulders to support himself on your lap and the unpredictable chair that you randomly picked from the dressing room. everytime he moved he felt your strap rub against the crevice of his ass, make him whimper with anticipation until you guided him to sink himself down onto the toy. he pulled away so he could gasp for air as he bottomed out, the faux veins making it even more satisfying. soft moans hummed in his throat once he started rocking his hips, his eyes focusing on you while your hands groped and smacked his ass until it was time for him to meet his members on stage.
masochist
dejun was already humiliated enough by having to bend over the kitchen island, feeling like a porn slut ready to get fucked by whoever was able to catch him in such a vulnerable position, with black and white stockings decorating his tiny legs. but you kept adding insult to injury by making him count your rough spankings, "t-twelve, thank you mommy." he stuttered, struggling to hide his pleasure as he waited for a harsher, 13th slap to make his ass red and sting, but it never came. then, a sudden rattling from behind him made him anxious, "mommy?" he called out, fighting to not disobey your orders and peer over his shoulder. you responded with another cruel smack on his ass, swinging your arm back just a little bit to create the perfect sting. "fuck, mommy!" xiaojun cried as he felt the foreign yet familiar object collide with his irritated skin, feeling the outline of the wooden spoon set his flesh on fire. "harder, please!" he whimpers, hiding his between his forearms, his lust now overpowering his shame as he waits for another painful blow.
humiliation
"look at you." you cooed beside his head, taking a stray piece of hair and curling it behind his ear. "such a pretty whore." you smirked at xiaojun's reflection, watching his lips tremble and tears flow down his cheeks as he silently begged for you to put the whole toy in. his face was already flushed with a glowing shade of red from you teasing him with the tip of your strap, letting him have just the head of the pretty pink dildo before pulling out of his desperate hole. "please... I'm so embarrassed." he pleaded, softly. "don't be embarrassed of your beauty, love." you said, rubbing your hands along his stomach in a circular motion then placing a quick kiss on his cheek. "watch your pretty face while I fuck this tight hole, okay?" you then got off his back and stood up straight, lining up the toy with his entrance. xiaojun did as he was told and watched himself as he felt 7 inches fill up his insides, cheeks burning. and once you started thrusting, the tears came back.
mommy kink
"say that again?" you challenged after you pinned him to the ground, securing both of his arms beside his head. however, it came out more as a question rather than an order. xiaojun froze in his place. he should've known play fighting with you would steer into the wrong direction, yet he couldn't control the bulge growing beneath your heat. "xiaojun!" you said, sternly, moving just enough to make him whimper again, "mommy, please." his face was now flushed with shame and arousal, a delicate sparkle in his eyes that resembled the neediness of a puppy. you leaned down and landed a gentle kiss to his lips, almost moaning from the friction. "you're too cute." you murmur before smirking, a mischievous glint in your eyes. "I wonder what other positions you like."
"mommy, please! I want to cum! let me cum, please!" hendery begged breathlessly, his hips restless as you massaged his prostate. "not yet, hun." you said, eyes trained on your fingers curling inside his hole. "besides, I love it when you get really needy." you added with a smirk, finally ripping your eyes away from between his legs to look at the mess you've created. his hair stuck to the side of his face while his eyelids were squeezed shut. his cock flushed and ready to burst. "please, mommy," he whined, barely audible and completely desperate. his black orbs were now visible and pleading along with his lips. you were about to shake your head until a wicked idea changed your mind. "if you can go five minutes without making any noise, I'll let you cum." there was a glimpse of horror that washed over his face before it was quickly wiped away, replaced with a challenging grin because at this point he would do anything.
public sex
"back here?" hendery whined like a toddler once you dragged him behind the movie theater. "do you not want it?" you asked, and he objected immediately. "I do, I do!" "then keep it down." you ordered, then squatted down against the wall of the building, fondling with his zipper. "shouldn't I be against...?" he pointed behind you, the open air tickling his back gave him a drop of anxiety, which somehow added to his pleasure. your response was the warmth of your mouth engulfing the head of his dick, making him gasp suddenly before chewing down on his lip to contain himself. you wasted no time showing off your skill, sucking and swirling your tongue around him comfortably as if he were laying in your bed, which eventually led to hendery leaning over you to steady himself against the wall, his other hand covering his mouth because he could no longer hold his tongue.
voyeurism
hendery didn't mean to watch you, it just happened. he wanted to pay you a surprise visit, convince you to drag yourself out of bed and let him take on some random adventure, perhaps. he liked you, and was shameless about it. however, he was caught completely off guard when he heard your low moans pouring from the crack of your ajar bedroom door that was opened just enough for him to see you touching yourself. he froze at first, unable to take his eyes away from your fingers rubbing your swollen clit. he felt like a sick pervert, but he couldn't help himself from touching himself, as well. he kept a hand clasped firmly over his mouth to conceal his groans and subtle whines, edging himself until he could cum with you, and maybe, just maybe, be caught and punished, as well.
brat training
"you're really going to test me today?" you said, arms crossed and eyes burning into the grinning boy on all fours in front of you. "I haven't done anything, ma'am." he swears, claiming innocence. "master." you corrected, then wiggled your finger. "come here." he crawled towards you, eyes never leaving yours, until he stopped in between your legs. hendery sneaked a peek at your wet cunt dripping through your panties, but was instantly struck by your flogger. "eyes up here!" you said, authoritatively, and he obeyed. that smug look no longer decorating his face. you combed your fingers through his wavy hair before grabbing a chunk and pulling him towards your face. "now listen up, pet. you're gonna tongue fuck this pussy until I cum, and don't you dare try to touch me or else I won't hesitate to use this," you briefly waved the flogger like a wand. "and make you wear that vibrator for the rest of the day. got it?" he nodded, his mouth already salivating. "yes master, I understand."
"is this for me?" he exclaimed as you handed him a small velvet case. obviously it was but you still laughed at his enthusiasm. "of course, silly." you watched as he carefully opened the package, his eyes sparkling more than his gift once he's opened it. it was a blinding diamond choker attached to a matching leash that twinkled far brighter than all the stars combined. it was perfect. "oh, mommy it's so beautiful! thank you so much." he hugged you tight. he was naked and you could feel his member stiffening against you. "you're welcome, baby." you grabbed him by his thighs and pulled him onto your lap, a short gasp escaping his lips. "now put it on, I want to see the marks it gives you."
choking
you let him top this time. a special reward for being a good boy the entire week. at first he was gentle with you, asking if you're okay and making sure you weren't hurt. but once he was finally inside you, he couldn't contain his desire to fuck his dom senseless and he slammed his hips into you with a desperate groan. both you were in a missionary position, which can be boring if you didn't play your cards right. so, you grab him by the throat as he's fucking you, lightly constricting his airway. you felt the hushed whimper vibrate beneath your hand and he grabs your neck as well, but not squeezing as hard. between your hand choking him, your tightness, and the way your boobs bounced with every thrust, he didn't last long.
degrading
renjun is a small guy. you didn't see a problem with it but it was always the source for insults during kinky sex. "look at how small and pathetic you look underneath me." you snarled as the brim of his eyes flooded with tears, a choked moan vibrating his chest. "you're so skinny and weak yet you want to fuck me?" he lets the tears run down his cheeks, his cock abused and twitching behind you. your hands run along his scrawny chest and lightly brush your finger tips over his nipple, making him wince. you snicker at his reaction. "you wouldn't last at all."
baby boy kink
It's been his occasional pet name. usually for when you asked him for something like a piece of tissue or something out of reach at the grocery store. innocent stuff like that. until... you're on top of him. riding him while he's wriggling beneath you, a precious, overstimulated mess. his hair damp and sticking to his skin as his eyes twitch beneath his lids and honeyed whimpers pleasing your ears. you could feel his length pulse inside of you and leaned forward for a swift kiss. "can you cum for me, baby boy?" you said in such an enticing and chilling tone, he trembled. "yes, baby boy will cum!" he felt release ignite itself in his stomach and course through he veins until he felt the warmth of his juices lathering your walls.
he rubbed his cheek against you. a short hum of contentment melts you as you scratched underneath his chin. the clip-in fox ears poked out in the top of his head, almost matching his reddish toned hair and the faux freckles dotted all over his face. a delicate leather collar decorated his neck with a small heart lock pendant dangling beneath. "can I fuck you, y/n?" he asked sweetly with glittery doe eyes. you smile and run a hand through his hair, careful not to mess with his ears. "of course, my good boy." he face gleamed when you adjusted yourself on your back, inviting him to pleasure you.
fighting for dominance
not even after you closed the door of your shared apartment, he was yelling. every weekend you find time to hang out with the dreamies, and today you and jisung were being too 'touchy' for jeno's liking. "I was just babying him! you know me, I'm motherly to all the dreamies!" you tried to explain to him, but he was being stubborn. but you definitely weren't expecting him to have you pinned against the wall, a clear resentment illuminating his eyes. "you're mine, y/n! you don't touch anyone like that." his lips are pressed against your neck, marking his territory by leaving purple stains on your skin. but this clearly wasn't his role in the relationship. you pinched his inner thigh near his member, having him flinch and holler. "I don't appreciate this behavior jenny, do I have to put you in your place?" you continue to pinch him, his skin going numb as he fought off the pain. "you're the one being naughty." he replied, boldly. his dick bulges against you. you chuckle and grab his erection forcefully, looking deep into his hungry eyes. "oh, baby. you couldn't dominate me if you tried." you're right, he couldn't.
flogging
another hit to his back makes him writhe and hiss. "t-twelve." he counted, voice breaking like a china set. "what did I say about stuttering?" you strike him three more times on his lower back and he moans deeply each time. "I'm sorry, noona." he apologized pitifully in a light voice. "start over again." he whines at your command and arches his back, preparing for the flogger to make contact with his clothed skin once more. you hit him brutally on his ass. he lunges forward and starts counting again like a good boy. "one."
dry humping
the morning sun poured through the curtains and spilled on top of your figures intertwined with each other. jeno rutted his hips against the curves of your ass, lazily. his morning wood occasionally teasing your entrance as the blurry remains of his naughty dream replayed in his memory. he groaned at the thought of being inside you. your reached back and rubbed his upper thigh. "you thinking about mama's pussy?" you hum, giggling when he said yes. "how bad do you want it?" an uneven breath is released from his chest, his thrusting losing more rhythm. "r-real bad."
there's brief silence as you twirled the whip in your hand, looking down at the boy who was on all fours, his backside facing you. he's daring enough to open his mouth again, even though his ass and lower back have been stained red and purple. "I know you liked it, mistress." you couldn't see it, but you know he was pulling a shit eating grin, just waiting for you to snap. the it he's referring to is him stealing your vibrator and using it for his own pleasure, not even bothering to quiet himself as you slept next to him. you cracked the whip on his ass once again, making haechan cry out. he wouldn't be able to sit properly for the next few days.
fingering
he has two fingers inside himself, exploring his walls as you watched the show. he bit his lip in concentration, focusing on reaching his pleasure point. he spread his legs as far as he could, already longing for another finger but he couldn't due to his tightness. your own fingers were massaging your folds, rubbing in nice long circles. finally, he hits the sweet spot he's been searching for and moans lewdly while raising his hips slightly off the mattress. he thrusts his fingers in and out, every moan raising an octave as he squirmed. before he could cum you grabbed his wrist and released his fingers, rubbing them off before rubbing them against your clit. your other hand hovering over his hole, then using a finger to push past his walls. he mewls and shifts into your touch, then puts his middle and index finger inside you. both you jammed your fingers into each, perfectly in sync with each other until you both came.
praise (receiving)
you lick your lips eagerly as haechan swallowed your strap-on, a short gasp plummeting to your core. he bounced frantically above you, not used to the position. "look at you taking my cock. you're so beautiful." you praised him, grabbing his dick to keep it from bobbing around. "t-thank you." he said, screaming when your hips thrusted upward. the infamous sound of skin slapping echoed throughout the room. his eyes roll to the back of his head from the intense pleasure, his jaw slack. "my beautiful toy. no one could ever look so pretty riding my cock." he released another feminine moan before squirting his orgasm all over your hand.
spanking
that boy wasn't slick. you knew he wanted it, but he wasn't going to completely get it. you made him bend over the queen sized bed with a light push, his flesh scorching beneath your touch. "am I going to get a lot, mistress?" he asked, playing innocent. like he didn't want it. you okay along with him, a devilish smile tugging your lips. "maybe." he grinned, exhaling sharply when he felt your hands massaging his butt soothingly. "how many times have you watched porn without my permission?" you asked and his muscles tense. this was the reason for his punishment. "about 20?" he muttered, softly. you hummed, satisfies with the number. "okay, then go ahead. spank yourself 20 times, right now." he peered over his shoulder, his eyes big. "b-by myself? why can't you-" you shut him off, explaining it was part of the punishment. he grumbled but complied, raising his hand and sparking himself with unexpected strength. he likes the sting but it wasn't the same. "hey, you're lucky you're even getting spanked at all."
you looked like an empress. the heels made your legs look they measured in miles and the best for jaemin: it made you a couple inches taller than him. he looked so happy on his knees for you, that cute, goofy smile beaming across his face. "come kiss my legs." you ordered, and he eagerly crawled shifted towards you and pressed his lips against your thigh with devotion. you let your fingers comb through his strands, looking at admiringly as he worshiped you.
collars
his favorite one was made of out white lace. it was very delicate yet very restrictive. he could barely swallow with it on and he loved it. it was a nice contrast between his honey coated skin and dark coffee irises. oh, and it was extra adorable when he had his cotton candy pink hair. but when he wants to more rough, he has a nice black one. it's simple—just a plain leather with an o ring to attach a leash—but sturdy. you were pulling him around with a studded leash, hard enough to temporarily constrict his airway. he gave soft kisses to your bare pussy, looking up with glistening puppy eyes. when he went to far down to sneak a taste, you tugged again at the collar making a whimper crawl up his throat. "no. focus!"
noona kink
he tried not to be awkward while you buffed out his eyeliner on his top lid, creating small talk. "I'm nervous." he admitted, catching a glimpse of his reflection in front of him. he definitely wasn't good at hiding it. "I can tell." you chuckled, now moving on to his lips. "don't worry, you'll do fine." you smiled before dabbing the red lip tint onto the center on his bottom lip. he stared at your hands, imaging what they were capable of. no diamonds decorated your ring finger. "thank you, noona." he says softly. his voice nearly cracked and you grinned at the erection growing in his pants. "of course, babe." you hovered over the shell of his ear, your hot breath tickling him. "and if you're extra good, noona will give you a reward." the redness of his cheeks seeped through the makeup and creeped up to the tips of his ears while you still held an innocent looking grin. "okay! let's move onto your fabulous hair."
spanking
today he was being bad. from waking you up by moaning in your ear to touching you inappropriately while you were driving. and now the cherry on top was him nipping at your neck in front of you parents. "you. fucking. embarrassed. me!" you said, frustrated. sparking him after every word as he moaned like a slut. "I'm sorry." he whined, pathetically. however, it did nothing to fix the infinite shame. "sorry is not going to cut it. you're either gonna take it or not cum for two weeks. your choice." your hand strikes his backside several more times, making the skin turn red and a stinging sensation arise on both your hand and his ass. "yes, noona." he said, submissively. willingly giving you his body to abuse.
once again, the camera flashed intensively as he sat on his bed, only wearing a black harness across his chest and up his neck connecting to a choker, along with a thick pair of matching handcuffs. he glared at the camera lusciously while he attempted to rut his dick between his cuffed hands, then twisted his hips to reveal the vibrator plugged into his hole with lubricant coating and dripping down his skin. his jaw dropping once it poked the right spot, hearing another quick click from the camera as his eyes rolled up into his skull. "yes, baby. show me how good you feel." you purred from behind your phone, snapping more pictures of his lewd expressions before propping it up on your tripod. "now it's my turn to make you feel good." you said, glancing at him in his submissive position before turning on the flash and pressing the red button.
rimjob (receiving)
"w-what if we get caught?" yangyang asked anxiously, his fear preventing him from speaking above a whisper as he leaned over hendery's unkempt bed. his laughter could be heard just down the hall, along with kun's scolding. "you don't have to worry about that if you're quiet." you respond, rubbing a finger around his rim before flicking your tongue against his hole. "oh!" he exclaimed at the sudden feeling, quickly clamping his hand over his mouth. lewd moans and occasional whimpers were muffled behind his palm as you swirled your tongue around his hole, licking long, sloppy stripes from his balls to his lower back, and playfully slipping the tip of your wet muscle past his muscle. he felt so dirty getting tongue fucked and he loved it so much.
punishment
yangyang wasn't spamming you with dirty pictures and text messages for nothing, he wanted a punishment. he wants to be bent over your lap and spanked until he's writhing and practically grinding his needy cock between your thighs, maybe play with the new buttplug you got him, but that wouldn't be considered a punishment in the slightest. so after you arrived home and yangyang skipped towards you with an innocent grin, you dragged him into your room and tied his pretty limbs to the bed. you could see the excitement in his eyes. he thinks you're going ride him, or use him in some way. he never would have guessed that you would just leave him there with a vibrator swinging from the ceiling that ever so slightly brushed pass his swollen head. his cries got more desperate and pathetic as the minutes tick by, "mommy" and "I'm sorry" repeatedly leaving his lips.
bondage
yangyang let out a soft cry through the ball gag that was lodged firmly into his mouth, tugging against the under bed restraints. his arms were behind his back, wrists crossed over each other, and his legs were extended embarrassingly wide across the mattress. his upset cock, which was tied up nice and pretty with a thin rope along with his balls, and greedy hole on full display. "your moans make me so horny." you admit, tracing your finger around his swollen head, and licking your lips as he let out another half moan half cry into his gag. you then lightly tug the loose rope connected to his balls, earning a noisy yelp followed by incoherent words that you guessed were helpless pleas.
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"Are you enjoying this?"
You love Xuxi, you really do, but sometimes he could just be so arrogant. It was his one fatal flaw, and you swear that he does it on purpose sometimes, just so he could end up here in this situation with you.
He couldn't help it if your cruelty was hot to him, and he had way too much fun working your nerves to get it to make an appearance. It's a cat and mouse game he loves playing, but there's one problem.
He always forgets that you're not some innocent little kitten. You're a lioness, and you can devour him.
"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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There was nothing more you craved than the way Yukhei’s breath hitched when you teasingly kissed incredibly close to where his boxers placed on his inner thighs. The way the muscle twitched when your tongue licked along it, as well as the slightly salty taste of his skin. When he’d gasp and jerk backwards in shock when you’d give him a playful bite, nipping around those sensitive areas, moving up to his cock. And especially how his skin turned a lustful shade of red when you sucked harder. But most of all you loved when he cursed in English, in that thick, deep, sexy accent.
“Fuck, baby.”
You then allowed your hands to glide over his clothed, toned torso. It was taut and chiseled almost, as expected from all those photo shoots you’ve seen. Your fingers dug eagerly into every crevice it could find, gleefully dancing amongst the ridges of his abdomen. Damn. His abs. Holy shit, Wong Yukhei was fit as fuck, and you wanted to see it with your own eyes. Temptation succumbing over you, you began to play with the hem of his shirt, teasing it up his body until he finally got the hint and removed it himself.
“You like what you see, baby girl?
Like was an understatement. With his naked chest exposed to you, you he grinned mischievously and kissed one of his nipples, whispering, “you’re perfect” under your breath. Your lips traveled down to his sensitive collarbone and lower, and Yukhei found himself unable to stop you intruding as he let you ravage his body. A sharp gasp escaped his dry lips the moment he felt your puckered ones start to suck on one of his untouched, virgin nipples while your dainty fingers played with the other until it was nice and hard. ‘Fuck’, he thought. He’d never really been appreciated and praised that much before, let alone having his nipples touched so gently.
“Yes I do, baby boy.”
Etching a smirk onto your face, all you cared about in that split second was the surprise written all over your boyfriend’s face. It was kind of sad, really. So sad to see guys bodies being neglected while they’re forced to pound into their girlfriends without attention to their needs or pleasures. How could someone not want to own Lucas’s flesh, mind, and soul. He was perfect. Too perfect. Too pretty that you almost hated him for it. He groaned, running one of his large, sexy hands through his sweaty hair, his breath shallow and ragged.
“Baby, baby. Please ride my cock. No, shit, ride my thighs. Want to make you feel good too. Come on honey.”
Unable to resist, you obeyed, sitting on his leg and gazing into his wide eyes. It was so cute how needy Yukhei could be sometimes. With his thigh between your legs, your hips moved faster and faster, lace panties pressed to him. You watched intently as he sighed in content, his stomach and thigh muscles contracting as he heaved in and out. You were desperate for something, anything, and rocking against his bare thigh gave you just what you needed, tiny wonderful sparks of pleasure engulfing you as you moved. Lucas grunted when your hips thrusted onto his skin, dangerously close to his arousal, clear as day. With a little coaching, you found his nipples again and started twisting them, enticing a moan from his lips.
“Oh my god, baby. You like using my thigh to get off? Well use it all you want. I’m yours. My body is yours. Fuck...I’m gonna cum.”
Yukhei always had a way with women’s bodies, yours not being an exception, and skilfully started rubbing your clit with his free hand while stroking himself with the other.
“Oh my god, sweetheart, (Y/N). Touch me more, touch me tease me feel me up.”
Yukhei cried out suddenly, cumming all over his jeans as you released too, coating his thigh with your juices.
“You did so well Yukhei.”
You whispered and slicked your hands with your own cum and opened his mouth up wide, finger fucking his throat. Lucas smiled and faced the wall, ass up, knowing fully well what was to come next.
“Fuck. You’re so hot. Fuck my ass next, baby girl. “
Can i request a whiney sub!lucas smut where reader overstimulated him and tied him up as a punishment for flirting with other girls 😅 make him cry please lol
“Can’t- no more, I c-cant…”
He’s on the verge of tears. You don’t need to look at him to know it, you can hear it in his voice - how it breaks from time to time, usually whenever your hand glides over the tip of his sensitive member.
“Should’ve thought about it before behaving like that” you mumble, almost too quietly for him to hear but, judging by the whine that leaves his lips as soon as you finish your sentence, he did hear you.
“S-Sorry… Y/N, ‘m s-sorry” he cries, his voice intertwined with the sound of the handcuffs rattling against the headboard - a sound that, as you planned, only manages to make him whine even louder.
The way his body contorts on the mattress is absolutely mesmerizing, his hips bucking up to meet your touch before quickly pulling away - because that touch, the touch that he so desperately craves, is already too much for him to handle.
“Sorry? Is my pretty boy sorry?” you ask, fake sympathy in your voice, but he doesn’t seem to notice. He nods, a single tear falling from his eyes and streaming down his cheek. “You weren’t sorry when you were flirting with those girls, were you?”
A strangled, guttural moan comes from his throat, a pained expression painted on his face - you’re trying to make him cum again, and he doesn’t know if he’ll be able to endure it. He tries to escape your hand, but the way he’s tied to the bed doesn’t leave much room for movements - in fact, he can’t move at all.
“P-Please, I’m sorry!” he exclaims, his voice a bit too loud for your liking. For a couple of seconds, you wonder whether you should gag him or not, but then decide to just let it go. Only this time, though.
The way he’s bucking his hips into your hand tells you that he’s close, once again, to the edge - his fourth orgasm, that night. No matter how painful it is, he still wants to cum. What a needy slut. Your hand moves quicker, and, soon enough, his pace adapts to yours - and, at that moment, between needy moans and loud whines, you know how dangerously close he is. Right before granting a last, satisfying orgasm, you take your hand away from him. He looks at you, puzzled at your sudden stop, a desperate look in his eyes, tears almost spilling from his eyes, and you know it only takes a little push to get him exactly where you want him.
“What’s wrong baby, can’t cum?” you coo.
That’s when he starts crying, actual wet beads rolling down his cheeks. God, he looks so pretty.
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as a leader looking out for 6 crackheads, he wants to come home and have his cheeks squished and be praised for his hard work. he doesn't want to waste the last bit of energy he has on commanding and slapping his lover when he already does that with his members. he wants balance. so meeting you was like an answered prayer. he'll call you whatever title you want as long as you play with his hair and call him a good boy. he would practice and take hits from yangyang with a smile because he knew he would come home to your loving arms, ready to praise him.
he's ready to be yours. he surrenders himself to you on the first date, his bottled up lust finally spilling out, and he's nowhere near afraid to start kinky. in fact, he would be disappointed if you didn't start off with bondage rope and nipple clamps, because his endless searching for a dominant woman is over, and he wants to waste no time. there doesn't even have to be a romantic relationship involved if his sexual needs are met.
overjoyed. at first, he thought he was dreaming. his best friend that he really cares about and has feelings for is a dom? it felt to good to be true. but once you prove that this was indeed the truth, he'll actually be affectionate towards you because you triggered his subspace. he can finally feel like himself without judgement, without anyone cutting in and telling him he's weird. he finally has someone to take care of him. "I'm so happy I met you!" he'd whisper against your chest, pulling you closer.
it wasn't as hard for little xiaojun to find you because he met the aesthetics of a submissive male by being, well, short and adorable. also, by having a gfd blog on tumblr, where he spilled all of his kinky daydreams, he was able to catch your eye. at first, he was thrilled to see your message and finding out that you didn't live far from each other, and you began developing a quite wholesome relationship. sending him good morning and good night texts while calling him a good boy. he was very pleased. however, when it was time to meet you in person he started having doubts. what if you were a catfish? what if you don't show up? what if you kidnap him? but once he saw a familiar face greet him at the hotel door, he embraced you.
wouldn't be surprised if he jumped for joy. he's very adventurous in the bedroom and he was getting really bored with the usual vanilla, dom sex. he wanted something new, a femdom, but those were hard to find. he searched high and low, going to multiple local bdsm clubs with no luck. but lucas came in clutch and introduced him to a friend of his, and as soon as he saw you, he felt the energy. and when you called him baby boy, he practically melted. he had no doubt in his mind that you were a dom, and he did every trick in the book to make you snap—to make you put your hands around his neck and call him a slut for teasing.
he's made it quite clear that he is baby, but he's found no mommy. probably because he was looking in all the wrong places, his mommy—you—had been right in front of him the whole time, and when it was time for you to come up with new choreography for their comeback, it clicked with him. he purposely messed up so he could hear your commanding voice correct and your strong arms position him. you, of course, saw right through him, and decided to play his game. "yangyang, you're at the wrong angle." you grab onto his hips and turn them a couple degrees, and once yangyang realized you had no ring, he was determined to chase after you.
