period sex | whc boys x afab!reader one shots
pairings: Yeon Sieun x afab!reader, Ahn Suho afab!reader, Oh Beomseok x afab!reader, Park Humin x afab!reader, Go Hyuntak x afab!reader, Kang Wooyoung x afab!reader, Geum Seongje x afab!reader, Na Baekjin x afab!reader, Baek Dongha x afab!reader, Jeon Yeongbin x afab!reader
wc: 2.5k, genre: smut synopsis: period sex
warnings: smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), period sex, using blood as lube, fingering, oral (fem!receiving), thigh-riding, clothed sex and the most vulgar one: established relationships
a/n: English isn't my first language and neither my second so pls bear with any grammar mistakes; this is from the 15th of December research, requested by @life-is-a-game-of-thrones
ꫂ᭪݁ YEON SIEUN
“You said it’s too messy.”, you mumbled, recalling the one time you worked up the confidence to ask Sieun if he was open minded about period sex only to be met with a look of pure bewilderment. Now he stood in front of your bed offering you the same thing.
“I know, but-“, he dropped his gaze towards the floor, scratching his head in embarrassment as he continued. “I just read that orgasms soothe cramps, so. I want to help you out.”
At his stammering a laugh crept up your throat and you shuffled in your sheets, sweeping all of your snacks and comforters onto the floor to make place for your boyfriend. When he didn’t show any inclinations to move, you patted the mattress twice, signalling him to take a seat.
He opened his mouth once, closing it right away while scratching his head. “I was thinking of the bathtub.”
The ceramics of your bathtub sent shivers of cold across your back but you welcomed it as a distraction, a contrast to the warmth that was rising between your legs. You could barely pay attention to the spill of blood staining the tub, your concentration stuck on the way his fingernails were grazing your inner walls, curling his fingers occasionally to tend to your sweet spot.
"Is it helping yet?", he asked, voice low with the itch to swap his fingers with his dick instead.
It did help- about three orgasms ago if you were being honest, yet you shook your head lightly, not wanting him to stop yet. "Keep it going for just a little longer."
ꫂ᭪݁ AHN SUHO
“Fuck, that’s hot.”
Suho was insatiable. There was nothing invented yet that would keep him from fucking you. Whether he was exhausted from work — literally on the brink of collapsing — , in a bad mood or even if he had a broken bone, absolutely nothing was an excuse to deny him an orgasm.
Naturally, your period wasn’t a problem either. When Suho had come over after his shift, hands in his pockets as he pushed open the door to your room with his foot, an affectionate smile had curled against his lips watching you scroll through your phone in bed, heating pad resting on your lower stomach.
“No.” It was as if you could read his mind. “I’m sore and dirty.”, you whined, clutching your pillow tighter against your chest, but Suho approached you nonetheless, letting the door fall into the lock behind him.
“I was about to hit the shower anyways.”, he shrugged.
The wall was slippery against your back and your heart leapt every time you felt your weight drop, anticipating pain as you expected Suho to loosen his grip against your thighs but he never did. He probably did it on purpose, too, the stretch of his lips against your skin giving him away. He enjoyed the way you dug your fingernails into his back at every falter of his grasp.
With your heels wrapped against his lower back you pulled him closer, burying him inside you in a way that made you feel so full you could sense him in your throat.
The stream of the water drowned out the noise of his thrusts gushing in and out of you, your natural lubricant helping him to pick up his pace.
ꫂ᭪݁ OH BEOMSEOK
This was a bad idea. Terrible even. Post nut clarity was gonna hit you like a truck but you didn't care in the heat of the moment. It felt too good.
The neon lights of the club, mixed with the hint of alcohol on Beomseok's tongue and the blast of music was toying with your senses, making you arch into his touch.
Beomseok knew that you were on your period but he barely had the head to think about it, digging his fingers inside until he was covered in the sticky release up to his knuckle.
“Are you sure that doesn’t hurt?”, he hoarsed, rhythm not faltering through his worry. Panting, you smiled against his lips, running one hand through his thick black hair.
“Careful,", you warned him. "your bad boy persona is crumbling.”
ꫂ᭪݁ PARK HUMIN (BAKU)
“Please.”, Humin pried, starting you as he ran the cold tip of his nose along your pulse. You couldn’t blame him really, after all you’d been rubbing your knee along his bulge for the past half hour now, leaving both of you painfully aroused.
“But it’s icky.”, you argued, trying your best to keep your hips from stuttering against the drag but his hands were wrapped around your hips like vices, keeping you in motion until the mere idea of regulating your breath sounded ridiculous.
“No prep, no pain, just pure bliss.”, he shrugged, counting reasons for you to give in.
He let out a sound of satisfaction as you groaned, tipping your head back in surrender.
In the flick of a second, he worked your clothes off, flipping you on your back as he pushed you into the mattress, your neck already tingling with the hint of hickeys he started to suck into the dainty skin.
As he pushed in slowly at first, your nerves lit like fire, stars dancing in the back of your skull with every thrust that send your body to rock up the mattress. The wetness between your thighs allowed him to slide in and out with an ease that wasn’t usual for his size.
The coil that snapped in your lower stomach left you panting, breathless at the intensity of the orgasm that had just washed over you.
“Oh you’re way more responsive like this.”, Humin awed, thrusts growing sloppy as he was about to come undone as well.
ꫂ᭪݁ GO HYUNTAK (GOTAK)
Gotak’s eyebrows were drawn together, pure worry sparkling in those bambi eyes as he watched his girth slip in and out your cunt, the squelchy sounds keeping him hard but the sight-
“Are you sure-“, he trailed, eyes fixed on the crimson liquid staining his shaft.
“It doesn’t hurt.”, you assured him, breath ragged with the effort you rode him with. There was a pool of blood running down your inner thighs but you were way past caring, the promise of a shower once you were done maintaining you motivated to keep going.
The strain in your back was a confounding factor as well, hence you did all the work since your boyfriend decided to play safe and keep his movements minimal, still distraught by the sight of blood.
“Come on, pick it up.”, you pleaded, swatting at his chest. Like you had just flicked a button in his mind, his hands dug into your hips and he pulled you further down, finally bottoming out inside you. A shuddered breath emitted from you as you failed to keep your composure with the new vigor he fucked you with.
With every snap of his hip, you felt your build up grow tighter and tighter until your toes curled in anticipation. The orgasm that crashed down on you left you a boneless mess on top of him and as soon as he felt you pulse around him, he let go as well, spilling inside you as he dropped his forehead to rest on yours.
ꫂ᭪݁ KANG WOOYOUNG
With every drag of your wet cunt along Wooyoung's thigh, another moan slid off your lips, the sounds emitting from you growing higher pitched every time.
His panting was evident as well, his stamina faltering after what felt like hours of edging. You couldn’t tell how often your orgasm had washed over you, but your panties had been sticking to your wetness by now, his sweatpants probably equally drenched against his thigh.
You’d been watching a movie on the same couch just an hour ago, tucked under his shoulder with your head resting against his chest but that turned around quickly as you reached for the remote, originally meaning to pump up the volume of the TV- now the movie was still playing behind your back, unattended and you hadn’t even bothered to mute it.
The aftershocks of your most current orgasm still spasmed through you, undoubtedly stronger than before. It would’ve been about time to hit the shower but Wooyoung didn’t even consider stopping soon. “One more.”, he hoarsed, adjusting the position of your knee in between his legs to make sure you were tending to him enough.
You nodded but the hands on your hips, slipped slowly, grip faltering. At the sudden stop you ripped open your eyes trailing Wooyoung’s confused glance between your thighs.
“Oh.”, you whispered, taking in the dark red substance clinging to the ground of your shorts and soaking Wooyoung’s thigh.
“So that’s why I felt so wet.”, you gathered, awkwardly trying to shuffle off his lap, but he held you tight again, pulling you right back up.
“We’re already dirty. Why would we stop early?”
His eyes bore no hint of distaste but rather awe. He jutted his chin towards the stain. “Do I get this out?”
You chuckled, lightly hitting his head as you recalled the times he came home with blood on his shirts, all due to illegal street fights he used to participate in.
“Shut up.”
ꫂ᭪݁ GEUM SEONGJE
“Let’s do a size check first, yeah? Just to make sure this isn’t too big.”
You cocked a brow at him, eyeing the thick piece of cotton that might have been bigger than two of your fingers, yes, but not even nearly as long. Your expression faltered as you got the hint.
An involuntary chuckle bubbled up from your throat. “You wanna fuck me with my own tampon?”
Seongje didn’t nod, no hum in agreement, no, he just stared at you with that predatory smirk plastered on his face, eyes glinting in lust.
You had asked him to get you menstruation products since you knew that he was coming over anyways. What you didn’t expect was that his mind slipped to this idea, carefully having picked which ones would do the most damage. Bigger than you would've ever chosen.
With a groan to mask your excitement, you fell back on the couch, raising both knees up to give him a clear view of your soaked panties. With a breathy snarl he dropped himself on top of you, not bothering to even take off his jacket as he slid your underwear down your legs, making you wince with the cold air rushing to your entrance.
He lost no time, capturing your lips in a bruising kiss as he prodded the cotton against your slit, slightly pressing it in. You jolted at the feeling of cold plastic biting against your sensitive skin, swatting at his chest. "Take the plastic wrapping off, you idiot.", you cursed at him, watching him draw his eyebrows together, sitting up as he searched for the opening, peeling the layer off with a creak.
Huffing in comprehension he started again, pushing it in in one go, burying his fingers in to the first knuckle. You moaned at the fullness, his thumb and forefinger stretching your walls deliciously. As he set the pace, you raised your hips off the mattress offering him more space.
ꫂ᭪݁ NA BAEKJIN
Baekjin's forehead was sticky against yours, his low gasp in your ear making you shudder. Before his gaze could drop down your body you grabbed at his jaw, guiding his lips back against yours as you felt your perdition approach. It took only a few pulses of your walls against his shaft to make him follow you, riding out his orgasm before pulling out.
“You’re menstruating.”, he noticed, tracing the crimson stains on the soaked condom.
“Yeah.”, you confessed, rummaging through your bag for a tampon before pulling your panties right back up. As you fished the little cotton thing out, a slender hand wrapped around your wrist.
“Let me.”, he simply offered, already tugging the tampon out of your hand. A smile tugged on the corner of your lips as he unpacked the small thing, bringing it between your legs.
You winced at the contact, your sensitivity sending jolts of overstimulation across your nerves but you kept still, digging your hands into his shoulders.
The mix of your spent and hemal release being pushed back, made your hair stand up in a disconcerting manner and you grabbed his wrist, stopping his motion. "I'll just stuff my underwear with tissues paper until I get home to take a shower."
Your plan sounded solid and Baekjin nodded, moving off you as he helped you stand up from the couch as well. While he got dressed and disposed of the used latex, you adjusted your own appearance, waving him goodbye before stepping out of his bureau to head home.
ꫂ᭪݁ BAEK DONGHA
"This is weird.", you protested for the nth time, feeling the thick release gush down the shaft. Being stuffed full made your nerves spark up, the sensation completely new to you.
"Shut up for a second.", Dongha pleaded, one arm around wrapped around your waist while his free hand rapped against his phone screen, tipping a quick message regarding the Union.
When you'd told him that you had run out of tampons, you had expected him to pull up to the closest supermarket to get you the product since he was on his way to your place anyways. Knowing your boyfriend, you could've guessed that he had a more intriguing idea instead.
He'd been buried inside you for a while now, barely helping you catch on as he bursted through your bedroom door and started peppering your face in kisses, promising you he had a great idea when he read your message.
"Dongha.", you whined, shuffling your hips against the weird ick but he tightened his grip, letting out an annoyed groan before standing up, not sliding out of you as he carried towards your bathroom, no warning whatsoever as he pulled out of you, leaving you empty and pulsing at the loss.
As he sat you on your washing machine, grabbing the faucet to run the water, his gaze darted down his own body.
“Wanna clean up your mess?”, he asked you in an amused tone, jutting his chin towards his crimson coated girth. You looked at him in disbelief, slightly shaking your head.
“Would you lick that up?”, you asked him, rethinking for a second. “Who am I asking, of course you would.”
ꫂ᭪݁ JEON YEONGBIN
“I’m just saying-“, you drifted, shrugging your shoulders in a sheepish manner as you let your boyfriend guide you backwards to lie on the mattress, the rough material of the towel underneath your coccyx (tf is that word) biting your skin.
Yeongbin scoffed as he worked your pants over your feet, dragging the piece of clothing all the way down until he could toss them over his shoulders, no restrictions holding your legs together any longer.
“I do not have a piss kink.”, he repeated, the vibration of his lips on your inner thighs sending divine sparks up your spine. You giggled through the tickle of his tongue darting across the tender skin there, biting your inner cheek as he started to suck and graze his teeth along the same path as before.
Vigorously, you grabbed a handful of his hair, watching through lidded eyes as he tugged your panties down your legs with his teeth. “You asked to go down on me after I'd told you that I'm on my period.”
At the sudden sting of pain on your outer lip, you back arched off the mattress, but Yeongbin grabbed your hips and pushed you right back down. You didn’t know when he’d figured out that biting turned you on but he’s been diligent with testing your limits.
“So?”, he murmured against your core, carefully prodding the tip of his tongue along your folds, testing at first.
You tightened the grip on his hair which Yeongbin complimented with a moan.
“You usually never go down on me.”, you continued, arching your back to meet his mouth as he grew more viscous, lapping at your entrance now. The sounds were all but music to your ear, sending electricity up your spine.
With a firm grip on the back of your thighs, he lifted your ass off the mattress, draping your legs over each of his shoulders until he stood on his knees, tongue fucking you into oblivion.
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