╰┈➤ overview ; "Hey guys," you say cheerfully, leaning into the frame so only your face shows, though the camera dips just enough to capture his twitching dick and torso. "Today I'm trying out different condom flavors to see if they actually taste good! With the help of my boyfriend, of course!"
( ! ) Sub male character (your fav <3) x dom gn! reader , edging , bdsm , condoms , handjob , blowjob , crying and whimpering , teasing , praising , dacryphilia, video
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( ✎ ) ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE. Had to post this juicy story before it disappears from my brain 💔💔💔 also pls help me find the source of the header, i forgot to save it ;(
You smirk at the camera, the red light blinking steadily as you adjust the angle one last time.
Your boyfriend sits bound to the sturdy wooden chair in the center of the room, his arms pulled back and secured with thick leather straps around his wrists and the chair's arms. His broad chest heaves with anticipation, those defined abs flexing under the soft lighting. His thick cock already twitches against his thigh, half-hard from the thrill of being exposed to your fans. You've got him stripped naked, legs spread and ankles tied to the chair legs, leaving him completely exposed and at your mercy.
"Hey guys," you say cheerfully, leaning into the frame so only your face shows, though the camera dips just enough to capture his twitching dick and torso. "Today I'm trying out different condom flavors to see if they actually taste good! With the help of my boyfriend, of course!" You grin wickedly, glancing over at him. He shifts in the restraints, his cock jumping visibly as your words sink in.
You kneel between his spread thighs, the cool floor pressing against your knees as you reach for the first condom on the tray beside you—a strawberry one. His eyes lock on yours, dark with need, but you just wink and tear the wrapper open.
"Let's start with strawberry," you announce to the camera, holding it up briefly before rolling it down his hardening shaft. The latex stretches tight over his girth, the faint fruity scent hitting the air as you grip the base and give it a slow pump. He groans low, hips bucking slightly against the bonds.
Leaning in, you wrap your lips around the tip, sucking gently at first. Your tongue swirls over the flavored surface, tasting the artificial sweetness mixed with his salty skin beneath. You take him deeper, bobbing your head steadily, hollowing your cheeks to create that tight suction he loves. His cock throbs in your mouth, growing fully rigid as you work him with wet, slurping sounds that the mic picks up perfectly. You hum around him, the vibration making his abs clench and his thighs tense.
"Mmm, good boy," you murmur against his length, pulling back just enough to praise him before diving down again, taking him to the back of your throat. He whimpers softly, the first sign of his building orgasm. You speed up, hand twisting at the base in rhythm with your mouth, feeling him swell and pulse. His breaths come ragged, breaths turning to pants as he nears the edge.
Just as his hips start to thrust weakly against the restraints, you pull off with a pop, strings of saliva connecting your lips to the glistening condom. "Strawberry's sweet, but a bit too fake," you say casually to the camera, licking your lips. "Not bad, though. What do you think, babe?" He whines, cock bobbing untouched, a bead of pre-cum smearing inside the latex. You ignore his pleading eyes and grab the next one—banana.
"Next up, banana," you declare, carefully sliding the strawberry one off and tossing it aside. His shaft glistens with your spit, twitching harder now from the denial. You roll the new condom on, the yellow tint contrasting his veined length, and waste no time sucking him back in.
This time, you go slower, teasing the underside with flicks of your tongue while your hand strokes lazily. He moans louder, head falling back against the chair as you build him up again, lips sealed tight around him.
You praise him between slurps, "Such a strong man, taking this so well for me." His muscles strain against the straps, abs contracting with each denied orgasm.
When he's thrusting up into your mouth, breaths hitching, you pull away once more. "Banana's smoother, almost creamy," you comment, wiping your mouth. "Tastes better than I expected." He lets out a frustrated groan, cock jerking in the air, but you just pat his thigh and move to the grape flavor.
The pattern repeats, each condom a new torment. Grape's tartness coats your tongue as you deepthroat him, gagging slightly for the camera's benefit while he whimpers your name. "You're doing amazing, love," you coo, fingers digging into his hips to hold him still. He gets closer each time, body trembling, but you deny him relentlessly, pulling off right at the brink, offering your tasting notes like it's a casual review.
By the fourth one—mango—his whimpers turn to full cries. Tears well in his eyes as you suck him hard, your hand pumping the base furiously.
"Please," he begs hoarsely, voice breaking. "Need to cum... fuck—please." You hum around him, ignoring the plea, feeling him throb desperately. When you finally release him, his cock slaps against his abs, the condom slick and shiny. "Mango's sweet, a little tangy," you say to the lens, as if he isn't sobbing softly now.
You switch to cherry, rolling it on while he shakes, pre-cum leaking steadily. Your blowjob is merciless this round, throat relaxing to take every inch, nose brushing his groin. He cries out, tears streaming down his flushed cheeks, body arching as much as the bonds allow.
"Let me cum, baby, please— I-I can't..." His voice cracks into sobs, his frame quivering with both overstimulation and denial.
"Look at you, so perfect and ruined for me," you praise softly, even as you pull off again. "Cherry's my favorite so far! bold and juicy." He's full-on sobbing now, chest heaving with ragged breaths, cock twitching violently without touch.
Begging spills from his lips in broken pleas, "Please, please, I'll do anything! just let me cum... hurts so good..."
Finally, you relent, peeling off the cherry condom and discarding it. His bare cock stands rigid, veins bulging, tip flushed dark. "Alright, you've earned it," you say with a grin, both to him and the camera. Wrapping your hand around his slick length, you stroke firmly from base to tip, thumb circling the head on each upstroke. He bucks into your grip, sobs turning to relieved moans as you pump faster, twisting your wrist to hit every sensitive spot.
"Cum for me, good boy," you urge, leaning in to whisper praises against his thigh. "Show everyone how much you need this." His abs tighten, whole body seizing as he cries out one last time. Hot spurts of cum shoot from his cock, coating your hand and splattering his abs in thick ropes. You milk him through it, slowing your strokes until he's spent, whimpering softly in the aftershocks.
"That's all for today, I hope this video helps!" You sit back on your heels, smiling at the camera as his chest rises and falls. "See you guys on part two! Thanks for watching! <3"
His eyes widened "W-wait! there's a next pa—"
The red light blinks off, ending the video.
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( ✎ ) guys i actually don't know what condoms tastes like LMAOAOA
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It looked like the gods had finally decided to spice up his life.
The pain made him wince, but he couldn’t hide his arousal. His eyes scrunched when you pressed harder with the foot of your boots, and he bit his lip–hard–to muffle the groan that would’ve erupted if he didn’t. You looked down at him, the bathroom light crowning your head like a divine deity, a disappointed look on your face. He would’ve never thought his boss would corner him in a dirty little stall in the middle of the work day, punishing blessing him with your foot pushed up against his crotch.
“Dokja.”
His ears perked up.
“Yes?” His voice wavered. He couldn’t read you.
Obviously, he had done something to piss you off; he just couldn’t tell what. The corners of his lips threatened to quirk up–he was thankful that whatever he did led to this.
“You’ve been acquainting yourself with your co-workers these past few weeks, hmm?”
Ah. Jealousy? No way. What for?
“Just the usual–”
“Don’t lie to me.”
Oh. You were pissed. You dug your foot harder, and he couldn’t hide the noise, a whimper falling from his lips. He brought his hand up to cover his mouth–he knew he was blushing. This was fucking humiliating, and yet, he couldn’t stop his dick from hardening against the pressure of his boss hovering over him, exalting every ounce of authority you had. He didn’t think he was one for masochism, but the pain shot electricity up his spine.
“Is it… a problem?” He knew the answer already.
“You know the answer to that.”
“Haah… I didn’t realize I had–ugh–caught your attention…”
You lifted your leg. He missed it. It was just your foot, but somehow he’d already grown attached, the pressure offering relief he didn’t realize he needed. Never in his life did he think someone would pay this much mind to him, let alone consider others a rival for his attention.
“Stand up.”
He scrambled to his feet. There wasn’t a single bone in his body that desired to disobey you, not when your eyes held such a condescending glint. Not when you looked at him as if he were already yours.
“This–” you palmed his dick, “Is mine.”
His breath was ragged. Your breath was on his ears, your lips centimeters away from them. And then he felt it–your wet tongue dragging from his earlobe to the top. His body writhed, the sensation so intense he couldn’t stop the strangled moan that left his throat. It was so unexpected, he thought he’d cum from it.
What the hell?
“Remember that.”
Then door was pushed open, and you walked out, leaving him. He slid down the stall wall, his mind a mess, unsure of what to make of the encounter.
Confusion. Desperation. Excitement.
The darkened spot on the crotch of his pants would agree. How was he supposed to return to work?
warning: drabble. dom reader. sub character. gender neutral. slight pet play.
Yoo Joonghyuk is a dog. A feral one. He holds his own leash and his collar holds no name. He's a stray who tells himself he won't come back, only to return with his tail between his legs.
"Why're you back?" He glares at you, weakly, but he tries his best.
"Say it." You spat out, slapping his cock lightly. He jerks violently, yet his back arches into you, clinging onto you.
Aw. He likes you.
"Y-you're the only one who can make me...-" Joonhyuk sinks his teeth into his bottom lip as he eyes roll into the back of his head, pleasure overwhelming his every sense. You yank at the roots of his hair, forcing his head back. "Hahhh- c-cum."
"I never let you finish, pup." You chide. There's no use in coming back if that's the case, which it is. Joonghyuk braces him when your slick covered hand pinches the tip.
He sucks in a sharp breath, his hands shooting out to grip onto your shoulders as his knees dig deeper into the mattress. "Fuck... mhhn- I always do, at the end of the day."
pretty pillow boys who takes everything you spill inside them. whisper sweet nothings and how you love the sight of him, he'll come arch his back and tremble weakly underneath. play with his nipples and he would be a whimpering mess, too sensitive to even comprehend anything.
mark his exposed neck! god, he'll go crazy, nails aiming your back and you'll look like you've been attacked by a wild animal (in which is not far from the truth).
fuck him in front of a mirror and let him see how the bulge appear and disappear repeatedly. grip his slutty waist and bounce him, be it soft or rough. head lolling stupidly on your shoulders, fat tears and drool dripping— his lips would look so kissable. the slimy liquid gushing out of his hole and white coating your cock. fuck. the sloppy and wet sound of skin clashing makes it even more lewd.
bury him deep in the mattress and fuck him like a ragdoll, his fucked out face deep in the sheets and ass in the air, hips stuttering while you were fucking him from behind like a ragdoll. voice spewing stuttered nonsense in a hoarse voice (from him squealing in a high pitched noise he never expected he could do). cum swelling up his swollen tummy in the nth time, and you knew he was already breaking.
eat his gushy aching hole out. he'd cry. he was so fucked out, and now you were totally devouring him whole. he just looks so adorable with hips moving back and forth onto your mouth as you push your tongue deeper. lick his leaking juices then slap his squishy cheeks. he'd cum. again.
and he knew you're gonna continue ravishing him whole all night long.
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Heaven’s could not describe how lucky you are, having two pretty boys right on your dick.
Yo jonghyuk seated perfectly on your face, as you drill your tongue past his ring of muscles. Holding his trembling thighs tightly, digging your nails in, drawing out blood. His body couldn’t stop twitching around as he can feel his hole being abused by your swift tongue.
His low and shameful cries as he pushes back against your tongue almost unheard because of the loudness of Kim Dokja. He took your cock like an absolute Whore. Riding it with admirable determination, with the thought of milking you dry. Having you fill him up to the brim.
His hips quickly moved up and down on your cock, his hands on your abdomen supporting him up. his mind feeling dizzy as another orgasm was pulled outta him painting his bulged tummy white for a third time. Throwing his head back as an even louder set of moans leave him as he continues to fuck himself against you.
He absolutely loves overstimulating himself on your cock, slamming himself repeatedly even after he just came.
The mixed moans of both was such an amazing sound to hear, you could just relax up and sleep with just hearing all their cute whimpering because of you.
It made you so soo cocky by getting someone as fierce like YJH in such state, and even more cocky by having a constellation riding you like a desperate slut. Everyone would be soo jealous of you.
With the way you were eating YJH out he almost lost his balance if not for sweet Dokja taking him by his hands, both staring at eachother, as you glance down at them with the side of your eye in aww
It turned you on even more if that was possible. Their intense staring cut short as both clinged tightly against eachother as your body got to moving again. Wanting nothing other than to completely mess them up <3.
"are you that desperate," you smirked, trailing a finger down junghyeok's chest which was only covered with his thin undershirt. "for me? so desperate that you'd even let the entire star stream watch?"
constellations from your channel were frantically messaging and giving you coins.
[the constellation, demon-like judge of fire, is squealing.]
[you have been gifted 500 coins.]
junghyeok's face burned as he nodded frantically. a low huff escaped him as one hand played with his nipple while the other trailed the outline of his abs. he hated that he couldn't do anything about the star stream, but his need for you outweighed it by millions.
"pleasepleaseplease."
characters: yu junghyeok, gn!reader (has a cock but can be a strap on) warnings: nsfw, dom/sub relationships, public sex, slight degradation
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- i'm now open to write for 'omniscient reader'! please do not spoil the novel/manhwa for anyone in the comments and my ask box! thank you :)
- feedback is appreciated!
Junghyeok murmured your name as he sat on your lap, legs straddling your waist. His head was pressed against you and he shifted every now and then to get proper seating. However, he paused immediately when he felt a tight grip on his waist and something hard pressed between his entrance. He looked at you with widened eyes and you returned it before it melted into a smirk.
"Stay still," You leaned forward and murmured into his ear. Your warm, husky breath caressed his ears and they burned brightly. He could feel the eyes of the Star Stream constellations and buried his head in the crook of your collarbone, desperately willing your erection to go away (ignoring how he was already so fucking wet for you).
[The constellation, Demon-Like Judge of Fire, is squealing.]
[You have been given 200 coins.]
[The constellation, Abyssal Black Flame Dragon, would like a constellation to tell him when he could watch again.]
[The constellation, Lover of Beauty and Lust, is fanning her burning cheeks]
[You have been given 300 coins.]
[The constellation, Secretive Plotter, reluctantly admits to wanting to watch.]
[You have been given 1000 coins.]
[The constellations, Demon-Like Judge of Fire and Lover of Beauty and Lust, exchange knowing glances. They ask Secretive Plotter if he would want to join their group.]
[The constellation, Secretive Plotter, eyes them nervously.]
You let out a hefty chuckle at the number of messages from familiar and unfamiliar constellations. Well, you wouldn't mind harvesting as many coins as possible nor do you mind riling the so-called 'Poker-Faced King' Yu Junghyeok; it's as the saying goes "Killing two birds with one stone."
"It's not going," Junghyeok muttered a few minutes later. His ass was still pressing against your clothed hardened member. You hummed in deep thought and Junghyeok's cheeks burned at your intense stare.
"Can," He nuzzled his face in your shoulder and you could practically feel his burning face. "you slip it inside? It's been so long..."
Junghyeok could feel himself already starting to leak and grow wet just from sitting on your cock. If he had gotten off and stood up, he would burn at the thought of so many eyes staring at the wet patch on his pants.
"Are you that desperate," you smirked, trailing a finger down Junghyeok's chest which was only covered with his thin undershirt. His nipples hardened at your touch and ached painfully. He let out a breathy moan."for me? So desperate that you'd even let the entire star stream watch?"
Constellations from your channel was still frantically messaging and giving you coins. Light blue boxes flooded your sight but you ignored them all, staring into Junghyeok's pleading eyes.
[The constellation, Demon-Like Judge of Fire, is squealing.]
[You have been gifted 500 coins.]
[The constellation, Lover of Beauty and Lust, is begging you to continue.]
[You have been gifted 1000 coins.]
[The constellation, Prisoner of the Golden Headband, shakes his head.]
Junghyeok's face burned as he nodded frantically. a low huff escaped him as one hand played with his nipple while the other trailed the outline of his abs. He hated that he couldn't do anything about the star stream, but his need for you outweighed it by millions.
"Please," he groaned, nipping and sucking slightly on your neck. You hummed before reaching downwards and unzipping his pants. Just touching his entrance made you smirk and you leaned in.
"Not wearing anything underneath? What a fucking slut."
Junghyeok moaned loudly, gripping the base of your hair as you unzip your own pants and pulled out your cock. You pumped it slightly, throwing your head back and groaning aloud, stirring something within Junghyeok, and heat pooled in his lower abdomen.
"You want me that badly, hmm?" You lined your cock to his wet entrance, edging him slightly. You teased it, let his walls have a taste of your cock. Just that little motion made Junghyeok whine for more.
"Harder, just slam it in! I'm so fucking wet for you already."
You chuckle before doing as told. You slam your cock within his wet walls, driving them apart and Junghyeok let out groans; the feelings of pain and pleasure rolled him and he rolled his eyes back, revealing pearly whites. He murmured something inaudible, making you lean in.
"Thrust," He muttered and you shook your head. He clenched his walls around your cock, making you moan. "Thrust in me."
"I only feel like making you cockwarm me though," You leaned in, hugging him closer to you and subtly thrusting inwards. Junghyeok moaned as he bounced himself and threw you a dirty glare. You shrugged before leaning back and putting your arms behind your back. Junghyeok could feel your eyes staring at where your cock was disappearing and reappearing in his ass, slick with pre-cum and natural lubrication.
"Just fuck me properly!" He commanded, giving you slightly teary eyes. The cockwarming and bouncing were only giving him a slight heat in his abdomen, edging him towards a blissful orgasm but not enough. Junghyeok leaned in and kissed you, licking your lower lip as permission and you grinned darkly.
"There's no going back," You warned him before hooking your arms around his legs, lifting him, and placing him on the dirt. "Use your safe words, okay love?"
"G-green," He stutters out as he felt your cock edging him with your movements. He held onto your neck tightly.
You murmur a soft apology as you knelt; the rocky hard gravel dug painfully into your skin but it was overshadowed by the curtain of lust. Junghyeok let out a whine and you thrust into him with one swift move, hitting his prostrate exactly. He arches his back cleanly off the ground, clenching his fists in an attempt to control himself from falling apart with your strong thrusts that were practically reshaping his insides. Junghyeok bites down on his lips causing crimson to bleed outwards. His body trembles which made you laugh.
"Can't handle it?"
"N-no!" He moans out. "Perfect!"
"Good," You leaned forward, capturing his lips into a kiss and he could feel your smirk against them. "'Cause we're going to go a couple of rounds, love."
imagine making kim dokja to stop sacrificing himself by fucking him so good he can’t even think about anything but you. he’s tight around your cock as you fuck him against the wall, moaning, screaming your name like a whore and forgetting there’s only a couple minutes left until the next scenario. he’s just such a slut for you! always taking you to private locations and getting on his knees, inviting you to fuck his face and cum down his throat. huh, there’s an important battle soon? okay, just finish in his ass real quick! he’s never been loved so much like this, he just can’t help but always want to please you and only you.
imagine turning yoo joonghyuk into a whore. you give him the best fuck of his life one drunken night and suddenly he stopped wearing underwear, puts on more revealing clothes that allow you easy access to his body, and silently begs for you to touch him whenever you sit next to each other. even if you haven’t confirmed your relationship, he’ll be watching over you and jealous of every other person who manages to catch your eye. all his doubts and insecurities instantly vanish when you’re inside him though, secretly imagining baby-trapping you so that way you won’t ever think of leaving, and he can keep your dick for himself!
everytime you kiss him, he chases after your lips and grinds against your thigh like a dog in heat, so easily turned on and so ready to be fucked all the time <3
imagine having an ambiguous relationship with han sooyoung. you’re friends to the outside world, close friends who fight side by side all the time, but behind closed doors you’re in between her legs sucking her clit, curling your fingers inside of her just the way she likes, being the only person to hear how she moans and demands for more from you, how she tightens the grip her thighs have on your head and trembles delicately. you’re friends, nothing more, nothing less, you both would say, not admitting to the absurd amount of nights you’ve spent embracing one another.
