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HELPPP AAAAGHHHH

Rough Day

pairing; dom!joshua x sub!female reader x switch!vernon

genre; smut (MINORS BACK AWAY NOW DO IT OR SUFFER), slight angst i guess i dunno

notes/warnings; joshua is a menace and should have discussed things before hand, SLIGHT dom/sub dynamic (not the focus), bondage, slight degradation, marking, edging, cum eating, biting, wrap it before you tap it; this is a repost of my own work

word count; 5.2k

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You let out an angry huff as you close the front door behind you, nearly kicking your shoes off into the wall. Anger and annoyance simmer beneath the surface from work, and all you want to do is scream in frustration.

“Baby? Is that you?” a male voice calls from further in the apartment.

You run a hand through your hair as you sigh, trudging out to the living room. “Yeah, it’s just me,” you reply, before stopping short in surprise.

On the couch you find your boyfriend, Joshua, and your friend, Vernon, right next to him. A quiet whine slips past your lips when you remember Vernon was coming over today. You really aren’t in the mood for company tonight. “Damnit,” you mutter under your breath.

Joshua’s eyebrows shoot up at your whine, watching as you pinch the bridge of your nose. “Everything okay?” he asks as he stands and crosses to you.

Another sigh leaves you as you nod and lean into his arms. “Yeah. Just a bad day. Sorry. I’m just not in the mood for company,” you tell him, shooting Vernon a tired smile.

Vernon shakes his head and immediately stands, looking apologetic himself. “No, it’s okay. I can come back another time.”

Joshua rubs your back lightly as he holds you, but shakes his head at the pair of you. “Sit down. Both of you,” he instructs, pushing you gently towards the couch.

“Joshua. Please. I’ll just go to the bedroom. You two can hang out out here,” you protest as Vernon slowly sinks back down into the cushions.

Joshua turns his body to face yours, reaching up to grip your chin with his thumb and forefinger. “Bedroom?” he asks simply.

You nod as you stare up at him.

He studies you for a moment and smirks, letting his hand drop from your chin. He leans over, his warm breath falling onto your cheek. “I want you naked and on your knees on the mattress. We will be in shortly,” he whispers, causing you to shiver.

You glance over his shoulder to Vernon, who is watching you two carefully. Your tongue darts across your lips, wetting them, as Joshua presses a small kiss to just under your ear.

“Go.”

You mumble a quick “yes, sir” before you turn and start making your way to the bedroom.

The pair of you had discussed Vernon joining you in the bedroom before, though nothing had come of it. Or so you thought. You didn’t know he had brought it up with the other man, and he sure as hell did not tell you of his intentions when he said he had invited Vernon over.

Fresh anger bubbles to the surface at the slight deception, and you slam the bedroom door behind you. You know they had heard it, and you don’t care. He should have told you his real plan.

Peeling off your shirt, you throw it into the hamper with a huff. You then discard your jeans and socks, leaving you in your bra and underwear. You decide you’re done stripping and sit on the end of the bed, tapping your bare feet against the carpet. You know Joshua is going to punish you for not listening to him, but you can’t bring yourself to give a fuck.

There’s a small knock on the door and Joshua slips in, noting your state with a half amused smirk. “Are you sure you’re still okay with this?” he questions as he leans back against the door, his arms crossed over his chest.

You pull in a deep breath, keeping yourself calm as you answer. “Yes, but you should have told me. Can we do this another time? I had a bad day, and I’m in a mood,” you explain with a frown.

He pushes off the door and crouches in front of you, resting his hands on your thighs. “Baby, I promise you, this is exactly what you need,” he tells you, his thumbs rubbing lightly on the inside of your thighs.

You feel your skin flush and your heart jump in your chest at his words. Your body is betraying you, and he knows it. “Joshua,” you start, only to trail off as his hand slides up your thigh.

His thumb runs up your folds and to your clit, and he smirks at the wetness he feels on the fabric of your underwear. “See? I know you better than you do,” he teases. He pushes up to his feet as he kisses you, breaking away before you have a chance to deepen it.

You lick your lips as you watch him open the door to reveal Vernon waiting on the other side. A hint of pink tinges his cheeks, you notice, and you suddenly feel shy with another set of eyes on you.

“Stand up, baby. Let Vernon finish undressing you, since you can’t seem to do it yourself,” Joshua says, raising his eyebrows at you.

You swallow thickly as you stand and step closer to Vernon, your eyes fixed on him as he enters the room. He moves so he’s standing behind you, and you can’t help but gasp at the feel of his hands moving up your back.

He unclasps your bra and slides the straps over your shoulders and down your arms, his palms flat against you. You’re only slightly surprised by the quiet confidence he seems to exude, thinking you’re actually more nervous than he is.

You tip your head to the side as he kisses your neck, your eyes finding Joshua, who is watching the both of you with interest. He smiles when he catches your gaze, reaching over to brush a stray hair from your forehead. “I promise that you’re going to feel a lot better when we’re done,” he said quietly, before moving towards the bedside table.

You open your mouth to reply, though no words come out as Vernon’s hands slide down your sides and to your hips. You close your eyes as his thumbs hook into the waistband of your panties, and his lips once again find your skin. “Vernon,” you breathe as his mouth slowly descends as he pushes your underwear down your legs.

He smiles against you at the sound of his name, turning you around so you are facing him. He looks up at you as he lifts each leg to remove your underwear from you, pressing a kiss to the inside of each thigh as he does so.

Your breath hitches in your throat at the action, your bottom lip catching between your teeth as he stands. His hands rest on your hips and pull you closer to his body, putting his face mere centimeters from yours.

“Kiss her. It’s okay,” you can hear Joshua say behind you, and Vernon wastes no time in closing the gap, one of his hands sliding into your hair as his lips crash to yours, while the other comes to rest on the small of your back.

Your arms wrap around his neck as his tongue flicks over your bottom lip, and you part your lips to allow him access, moaning as his tongue connects with yours. Your fingers find purchase in his hair at the back of his hand, holding him even tighter to you.

The faintest of touches on your arm seems to bring you out of the haze Vernon has you in, and you break from the kiss to see Joshua standing next to you. You are breathing heavy as you drop your arms from Vernon, angling yourself towards your boyfriend.

Joshua just kisses your cheek lightly, before glancing at Vernon. “Go ahead and get undressed. I’ll get her ready for you,” he tells the younger man. He looks back at you and taps your elbow lightly, raising his eyebrows expectantly. “Arms up, princess.”

You do as you’re told and raise your arms, keeping your eyes on Joshua as you hear Vernon stripping behind you. You finally see the piece of bondage rope he has in his hands, and your heart pounds against your chest.

Joshua notices how your breathing changes and smirks, almost as if to say “I told you so”. His thumbs brush over your wrists as he puts your hands into position, crossing one over the other. “Vernon, hold her hands here. I’m going to tie her wrists, and you’ll help her into bed,” he instructs, glancing over your shoulder at him.

Vernon fits himself behind you, and you can feel his hard length poke you in the ass. You can’t help but wiggle back against him as his hands replace Joshua’s on your arms, causing him to stifle a groan. “Fuck, Shua. She is going to drive me crazy,” he mutters against your neck.

Joshua smiles, a hint of pride crossing his features, and starts to wrap the rope around your wrists. When he finishes, he lowers your arms and leans over to press his lips to yours in a slow and heated kiss.

Vernon’s hands exploring your body holds you back from completely melting against your boyfriend. You moan into Joshua’s mouth as Vernon’s fingers tease your clit lightly, and you lean back against his warm body, causing you to break away from Joshua.

He licks his lips and tugs the rope around your wrists gently, the slight pressure causing heat to pool between your legs. He looks as if he’s considering his next move as he tugs again, pulling you from Vernon. “Vernon, on the bed. You need to help our little slut climb on top of you,” he nearly growls, his eyes full of lust.

He pauses as Vernon crawls onto the bed to get settled, turning you so your back is against his chest. His slender fingers move through your folds, and a quiet whine escapes you. “So wet. Is it for him or me, princess? Or both? Are you that needy for us?” he whispers into your ear as he continues to tease you. “Look at Vernon. You’ve got him wanting to bury his cock deep in you. Do you want that, baby?”

Your eyes find Vernon, who is watching you two with a hunger in his eyes. He shifts slightly, his dick practically twitching in anticipation. You twist your hands in your binding, wishing you could touch Vernon, to make him moan. You are sure his moans sound pretty, and you want to hear them.

Joshua separates himself from you when you nod in response to his question, a small shiver running through you at the sudden absence. “Go ahead, baby,” he urges as Vernon reaches for you.

Vernon moves so he’s on his knees at the edge of the bed, and his hands are on your waist, smiling as he carefully guides you onto the bed. You falter slightly, nearly tipping over as you climb onto the mattress, and his arms wrap around you to keep you steady. “I’ve got you,” he says quietly as you straddle his lap, with him leaning against the headboard.

“There’s a clip above you, Vernon. Hook the rope into it, so her hands are up,” Joshua instructs as he moves to the foot of the bed.

Vernon tips his head back to see the clip hanging at the top of the metal frame, and you offer your hands to him. He does as he is told and clips the small rope loop onto it, though he looks a little nervous at the thought of you being in such a position.

You lean over and catch his lips in a soft kiss to let him know it’s okay, and he relaxes back against the pillows as he returns the kiss.

His hands smooth down your arms and to your chest, goosebumps chasing his touch across your skin. He kneads your breasts gently as you arch your back into his hold, moaning into the kiss.

You pull back and his mouth moves downward, trailing small kisses down your cleavage. He swirls his tongue around a nipple, eliciting a tiny squeak from you. This seems to urge him on more, and he looks up at you as his teeth graze over you.

It’s almost as if he grows braver the more sounds he pulls from you, and you grind your hips down against him. You want more of him, and he wants to give you more. He pulls back to catch his breath and glances at Joshua as he climbs onto the bed. “Can I mark her?” he asks, not wanting to overstep any boundaries.

Joshua tips his head to the side as he reaches over to brush your hair from your neck, before trailing his fingers down your spine. “What do you think, baby? Should we let him?” he questions as he continues to move his fingers over your back.

Your heart jumps in your chest as you look at Joshua and nod, the idea of Vernon’s mark on you exciting you.

“Then tell him.”

You grind down on Vernon’s cock again, causing him to moan, and you smile at the man under you. You are right, his moans do sound pretty. “Please mark me, Vernon. I want you to mark me.” You pause and bite your lip, resting your forehead against his. “Fuck me, Vernon,” you add in a whisper.

Joshua chuckles behind you and shakes his head, tangling his hand into your to pull you back towards him. “You’re a little greedy, princess. But, if that’s what you want.” He lets your hair go and grabs your hips, lifting you off Vernon and to your knees. “Go ahead,” he says.

Vernon reaches down and slicks his head with your wetness, before lining himself up for you to ease down on him. His head falls back against the headboard as Joshua slowly guides you down onto him, both of your moans bouncing off the bedroom walls.

You start to move your hips as Vernon’s mouth latches on to your skin under your collarbone, only for Joshua to still you with a firm grip. “It’s not going to be that easy, princess,” he mumbles, before his lips lock on to your neck.

You whine loudly as you feel both Vernon and Joshua suck your skin, both leaving marks on you at the same time. The feel of Vernon’s cock in you, and their lips, is almost too much. You clench your pussy around Vernon, and he nips at your skin in response. “Fuck,” you mutter, leaning forward to rest your forehead against your forearms above Vernon.

Joshua smiles as he pulls back, before pressing a kiss to the darkening spot on your skin. “Why don’t you tell us all about your bad day,” he whispers. “But don’t move. I would hate to punish you tonight.”

Vernon’s mouth moves over your chest, and he starts to suck on a new spot between your breasts. His hands are still kneading you, fingers pinching your nipples as you moan between the two men.

“Joshua,” is the only thing you can say as your brain tries to form coherent thoughts. You tip your head back against his shoulder and pull in a deep breath to try and force yourself to talk. “Customers were ju- just rude. A-all day. Oh, fuck,” you start, pulling at the rope.

Joshua’s fingers tightened into your hips, keeping you in one spot, and your walls pulse against Vernon. “You gotta stop doing that, sweetheart,” Vernon groans as he looks up at you. “Or I won’t last long enough to fuck you.”

Without looking, you know Joshua is looking smug behind you. “Keep talking,” he tells you as one hand snakes between you and Vernon.

“My boss de- decided- oh,” you trail off as Joshua’s fingers find your clit. You whine and close your eyes as he slowly teases you.

“Decided what?”

You shift a little, hoping for some relief, but Joshua’s one hand squeezes your side. You clear your throat and open your eyes, looking down at Vernon who is watching you with interest. “Um… decided to change our schedule- fuck, Joshua…”

Vernon starts tracing the marks he and Joshua left on you, his eyes following his fingers as they move over your skin. “So beautiful. I’m sorry you had such a rough day,” he tells you quietly, looking back up at you.

You can’t help but smile at his words, though it falters as Joshua’s fingers circle your clit again. “It-it’s okay,” you reply.

“Is that all? Anything else happen?” Joshua asks, nudging your ear with his nose.

Another whine leaves you as you feel yourself near an orgasm, only to have Joshua’s hand pull from you and leave you teetering on the edge.

“What else?”

You sigh and shake your head a little. “Someone cut me off on the road today. I had to swerve to avoid hitting them.” You want to quit talking, you want to move. You want Joshua to allow you to move on Vernon, to get some relief, but he’s intent on having you talk through your day.

Joshua frowns slightly at your words and presses featherlight kisses to your jaw. “I’m sorry, baby. I’m glad you’re okay,” he says as his fingers find your clit again.

Vernon smooths his hands up your sides and to your face, cupping it gently as his thumbs swipe under your eyes. “It just sounds like people are assholes,” he jokes with a crooked smile.

You nod and press a soft kiss to Vernon’s palm. “They re-really are,” you breathe as you feel yourself nearing the edge once again.

“My poor baby. Had a rough day,” Joshua whispers. “Should I let you cum? Make you feel better? Hm?”

You nod again, pulling against the rope gently. “Please, Joshua. Please let me cum. Please,” you nearly beg, and you can feel Vernon’s cock twitch inside you at your words.

He once again pulls his hand back and glances at Vernon as you whine. “I’m going to let Vernon fuck you until he cums, then I’m going to fuck you. You’re not going to cum until my cock is buried in you, and you’re calling my name,” he tells you, before he lets go of your hip.

Vernon doesn’t need to be told twice, his hands moving to your hips so he can move you on top of him. He thrusts up into you, moaning your name as you let out a strangled groan at the sudden movement. He doesn’t hold back as he snaps his hips against you, bouncing you on top of him with a fast pace.

Your breath leaves you with each thrust, seeing stars as he hits you perfectly. You feel Joshua put a hand to your back and push you forward a little, causing the rope to cut into your wrists deliciously as your eyes close in pleasure.

“Fuck. I’m so close. You’re so tight like this, sweetheart,” Vernon mumbles beneath you as he continues his relentless pace.

Your pussy clamps down as you feel your own orgasm nearing for a third time, and Vernon’s mouth presses to your neck, and you’re sure he’s going to leave a third mark on you. “Fuck. Right there.”

Vernon shudders with a moan under you as he cums, ripping your own orgasm away from you as his hips slow and he comes to a stop. He is breathing heavily, a layer of sweat covering him as he presses soft kisses to your chest and shoulders. “So beautiful,” he repeats with a smile.

Joshua’s hands smooth up your back as you rest your forehead against your arms. “Such a good girl,” he whispers against your skin. “Did his cock feel good buried so deep inside you?” he asks, his eyes finding Vernon’s with a smirk.

You whine into a moan, which Joshua takes as a sign of affirmation. You feel his lips press to the shell of your ear as Vernon slips out of you, and you lift your head from your arms. “Please,” you breathe out, almost desperate for release. “Joshua.”

Joshua slides his hands over your arms, his firm chest pressing against your back. His skin is warm against yours, his breathing steady against your erratic breaths. “Let’s let Vernon up,” he says as he unhooks your wrists from the headboard.

He leans you back against him so Vernon can climb out from under you, who only pauses to press a soft kiss to your lips. Your eyes close as Joshua kisses your shoulder, before he helps you shift so you can lean back against the headboard.

“How are you doing?” he asks as he takes your chin in his hand, studying you carefully. He knows you like to be pushed, but he also knows that you have limits. You always appreciate when he checks in, wanting to make sure you are okay.

You lick your lips and nod slightly, your wrists twisting against the rope. “Green. I’m okay,” you reply softly. Your gaze flicks over to Vernon, who is standing next to the bed, almost unsure of what he should be doing. You arch your back just slightly, and smile as his eyes drift down to your chest hungrily.

Joshua doesn’t look at Vernon and nods once. “Good.” He grabs the rope around your wrists and tugs you forward so you’re on your knees, which causes more of Vernon’s cum to leak down your thigh.

You whine as you feel it, which causes Joshua to smirk at you. “Joshua, sir, please,” you whine again, your eyes fixed on his.

His hand slips between your bodies and your legs, swiping his fingers over your skin to collect the cum on your thigh. “Please what, Princess? Use your words and tell us what you want,” he whispers as he holds his cum covered fingers up to your mouth.

You don’t reply as you take his fingers into your mouth, swirling your tongue around them. Your eyes find Vernon, who is watching you clean his cum from Joshua’s fingers, and you press your thighs together for some relief. “Please fuck me. I need you inside me,” you nearly beg once Joshua’s fingers leave your mouth.

Joshua glances at Vernon out of the corner of his eye, before leaning over to press a soft kiss to your lips. He pulls back to help you lay down, pinning your arms above your head with one hand. His other trails down your body, only pausing to circle the marks Vernon left on you. “Look at you. All marked up, tied up, just begging for me,” he teases, smoothing his palm over your stomach.

You squirm under him as he speaks, gasping as he slowly slips two fingers inside of you. “Fuck,” you moan out as you feel him curl them up against you. A whimper escapes you as he expertly finds your g-spot, and your legs instinctively close around his hand.

“Uh huh, Princess. Keep your legs open for us. Don’t you want Vernon to see you?” Joshua asks as he rubs your clit lightly with his thumb.

Your eyes close as you feel yourself near release once again, somehow managing to open your legs just a little. You feel Joshua let go of your wrists and push your legs further apart, and you curl your fingers into the headboard above you. “I’m gonna cum,” you pant as you catch Joshua’s gaze.

He pulls his hand from you at your words, and you can feel tears of frustration prick the corners of your eyes from being denied release for a fourth time. “What did I say?” he asks, tipping his head to the side as he trails his fingers over your thighs.

You blink up at him as you try to rack your brain for his previous words. It only takes you a moment before you realize what he means, tightening your grip on the bed frame. “I do-don’t get to cum until your cock i-is buried in me, and I-I’m screaming your name,” you repeat back to him, trying to calm yourself and your breathing.

Joshua smiles as you speak, tracing the fingers that were in you over your lips. “Good girl,” he tells you. The tips of his fingers dip into your mouth just enough for you to taste yourself and Vernon, before they are gone. “Up,” he instructs, tapping your cheek gently.

As he helps you up to the edge of the bed, he looks over at Vernon. “You’re going to hold her while I fuck her,” he says as he tugs at your binding.

You furrow your brow in confusion as Vernon reaches for you, helping you to your feet. You aren’t entirely sure how Joshua means for this to work, and before you can ask, he speaks again.

“Put your arms around my neck. I’m going to lift you, but Vernon is going to hold you up.” His hands smooth down your back and to your ass, squeezing it gently as you hook your arms around his neck. WIthout a word, he lifts you into his arms and presses his lips to yours.

Your ankles lock around Joshua’s waist as you return the kiss, instantly allowing his tongue access to explore your mouth. You curl your fingers into the hair at the back of his head, his groan as you tug making you clench around nothing.

You don’t realize he’s moved until you feel your back hit Vernon’s chest. You break from Joshua, who moves his lips over your jaw and to your neck. As you tip your head to the side to allow him better access to your skin, you feel Vernon’s hands replace Joshua’s underneath your thighs to hold you.

“Lean back,” Joshua mumbles against your neck, before nipping you lightly. He lifts his head so you can do as he says, his eyes finding Vernon’s over your shoulder. “Make sure she doesn’t fall.”

Vernon nods as he adjusts his hands for a more secure hold on you. His fingers dig into the flesh of your thighs, keeping you up as you hold on to Joshua. “Don’t worry. I got you,” he whispers as he nudges your ear with his nose.

“I know,” is all you can say before Joshua’s hands are on your chest. You moan as he teases your nipples, tipping your head back against Vernon’s shoulder.

Joshua smirks as he leans down and latches his mouth to your chest. His tongue swirls around your nipple, flicking his tongue over it a few times, before he moves to the other side to repeat his actions. “You love having your tits played with, don’t you? Did you like it when Vernon did it? Did you enjoy his mouth on them, marking them?” he asks, almost tauntingly.

You can feel Vernon’s cock twitch beneath you as Joshua speaks, a quiet whine spilling from your lips. “Yes.”

Without another word, Joshua plants one hand on the wall behind you and Vernon, opposite side of Vernon’s head, and smirks again. With his other hand, he reaches up to tug Vernon’s head down, so his mouth connects the spot where your shoulder and neck meet. “Give her more,” he tells the other man simply. “She likes it when you bite.”

You pull in a sharp breath as Vernon starts sucking on the spot, and your hips roll over Joshua. “Fuck. Joshua,” you whine as you try to pull him closer to you with your bound hands around his neck.

He resists easily, and instead reaches between your two bodies. “So desperate, aren’t you?” he whispers as he teases your entrance with the tip of his cock.

“Please, Joshua. Just fuck me already,” you beg, pulling at his neck again. “Please let me cum.” You moan loudly as Vernon’s teeth sink into you just enough to send a jolt of pleasure through your body, and you turn to rest your forehead against Joshua’s arm.

“Told you,” is all Joshua says, before he finally pushes all the way into you.

You don’t get a moment to adjust to him before he is rocking his hips, sending you back against Vernon with each thrust. You can hear him grunt quietly behind you as he adjusts his grip, his nails cutting deliciously into your skin.

Joshua’s mouth ghosts over your shoulder as his free hand toys with your clit. He has you seeing stars with each thrust, and each time his fingers circle your clit. He’s not going slow or taking it easy, and you know he wants his own release as much as you want yours.

It feels like mere seconds before you find yourself teetering on the edge of your orgasm, all the previous denials having worked you up to a near breaking point. Your face screws in pleasure as Vernon moves to another spot on your shoulder, and Joshua keeps up his pace. “Jo-Joshua,” you moan out. “I-I’m going to cum. Please.”

Joshua’s teeth graze over your neck, and you can feel him smile. “Not loud enough, Princess,” he tells you.

A louder whine pulls from your lips as you curl your fingers into his hair again. “Joshua!” you nearly yell. “Please let me cum, Joshua.”

He tugs your ear between his teeth and presses against your clit a little harder. It’s enough to send you toppling as he finally lets you have your release, your loud high pitched moan of his name filling the room.

You buck against him as Vernon’s mouth moves over shoulder and neck, nearly shuddering at the amount of pleasure between the two. You finally start to come down from the waves of pleasure, leaning further back against Vernon as Joshua continues to fuck you.

He wraps his hand around the back of your neck and pulls you to him, crashing his lips against yours as you feel him finally reach his own peak. You clench down on him and whine into his kiss as you feel him empty into you.

It’s not until he slows to a stop does he take you into his arms again, freeing Vernon from behind you. He turns and carries you back to the bed, laying you down gently as he reaches up to remove your arms from him. “Such a good girl,” he praises with a smile.

You are out of breath as he gingerly undoes the rope around your wrists, pressing light kisses to them once you’re freed. You pull him to you so he’s laying next to you, not saying anything as you rest your head on his chest.

You’re both silent for a moment, just listening to each other breathing, and only glance up when you notice Vernon return from out of the room. You didn’t realize he left, and smile at him as he kneels down in front of you at the edge of the bed.

He presses a kiss to the inside of your knee as he wipes you clean with a warm cloth, smiling as he finishes. “Thank you,” he tells you both as he crawls up to lay on the opposite side of you.

You shake your head as you reach over to slide your hand into his, giving it a gentle squeeze. “No, thank you. It honestly made this terrible day worth it,” you reply with a quiet laugh.

Joshua’s fingers trace random patterns on your back, humming in agreement. “Exactly what you needed.”

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extra-gray · 22 days

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Omg embarrassingly early to this but 🙈🙈🙈 Vernon is SO pretty he deserves to drown in pussy. Just imagine him looking up at you through his eyelashes oml 💔💔💔

how come no one ever talks about riding vernon's face. i haven't seen anyone write this before please i need it so bad. like think about it!!

he's got such broad, strong shoulders, and i feel like he really is the type to love eating you out. so when it gets steamy on his couch one day, and you feel like trying something new with him, you sit on his face (sorry for being so direct). he's matching your rhythm with his tongue, breath hot and warm, hands groping your ass and helping keep you in place. your pussy is sopping wet for him, and his nose rubs against your clit when you grind on him. he starts with kitten licks, and when you moan for more, rocking your hips against his tongue, he's humming against your folds at the movement and he gives in. he suckles your sensitive area, and you can barely keep it together. running your hands through his hair, guiding him (“right there, just like that sol, fuck—”) because neither of you are particularly used to this new position, but his tongue is still magic and he loves the taste of you. maybe he looks up at your figure, tits bouncing as you move, eyes closed, cheeks flushed, hands pulling at his hair, small gasps leaving your mouth, and he moans against you, sending you over the edge. you cum all over his face. he makes sure to clean up everything he can along your thighs and his mouth. he looks so pretty when he does.

just some thoughts i wanted to let out. happy friday everyone :)

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extra-gray · 27 days

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Thinking about fucking/pegging Hoshi in doggystyle 😫

Having him on all fours, watching his plump little ass jiggle as you fuck his pretty hole. Grabbing his asscheeks and spreading them, squishing them together and kneading them like dough. He’d be fucking wrecked, struggling to hold himself up. Shaking so hard with his useless cock dangling between his legs and leaking like a faucet. Maybe you’d push his head down into the pillow and force him to look back at you, because god does he look pretty when he cries. He’d squirt everywhere because of your relentless pounding against his prostate, but you wouldn’t stop until he literally begs and screams. Such a big, scary tiger 🧡

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extra-gray · 28 days

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GOSH im in love with your writing like YOU HAVE NO IDEA SWEETHEART

And I'm desperate for some friends to lovers with seokmin who begs to taste you, his bff, after you joked about how your friends are saying he would be the best in eating a girl out bc of his nose🫦

18+ / mdi

content: simp!seokmin, bffs2lovers, smut, afab reader, eating out, seokmin's nose, etc.

wc: 682

a/n: HEHE THANK U SO MUCH<33 had to choose these pics bc his nose looked soo good in these i cry T-T

masterlist

"o-oh"

"seokmin, fuck, just forget i said anything," you groaned, covering your face with your hands in embarrassment.

why did you think it was a good idea to bring up your drunken ramblings to seokmin completely unprovoked?

"n-no! don't be embarrassed. you just surprised me, that's all," he sat next to you on the couch, encouraging you to remove your hands from your face.

"it is embarrassing. i dont want you to think of me as some horny loser lusting after her best friend. i swear, i didnt even bring it up! they were just talking about guys with big noses and you were the first guy that i thought of and-"

"my nose? you thought about how my nose would feel?"

"n-no, i-"

"i, i mean, it's okay if you did," he said, scooting closer to you despite his eyes looking everywhere but into yours.

you decided to take a plunge, turning your body to face his as you looked to him in wonderment.

"what do you mean?"

"i mean, uh, i mean that it wouldn't bother me if ... if you thought about me in that way," seokmin winced at himself as the words left him, still unable to look at you.

gulping, you got closer to him, nudging him to turn to you also.

"do you mean that, seokmin? i ... do you-"

"yes," he was firm in his answer, finally looking at you.

"oh ... do you wanna ..."

"yes," he practically whined.

"o-oh, fuck! m-minnie, just like that ... yes!"

"'sso good, shit. so warm ..."

it hadn't taken much encouragement for you to jump seokmin after he'd given you confirmation that he did, in fact, want you in the same way you did him. after aggressively making out for a good ten minutes or so, seokmin had pleaded for you to please open your legs for him and let him have a taste of you. you, being you, needed no convincing to open your legs and guide him where you wanted him most.

by now he had spent the past ten minutes alternating between licking at you and suckling on your clit, but he was yet to show you what his nose would feel like as it slid against your folds.

before you could beg for it, seokmin's strong arms grabbed a hold of your hips and tilted you a bit in order to position his nose in a way that would grace your bundle of nerves just right all the while his tongue continued to explore you.

you screamed the moment you felt his sharp nose drag up and down your cunt, falling in love with its straight shape and the slight slope of it. the sharpness and rough exterior of his nose made you cry out in pleasure. it wasnt long until you began grinding against his face like a maniac, completely ignoring his attempts at guiding you against his face.

grabbing his head, you rubbed him against you while you canted your cunt against his face, tears flowing down your face at the pleasure.

"y-your nose, minnie! o-oh ... so good, fuck. so fucking good ..." you breathed out, followed by many other praised and curses at the pretty boy below you.

he was unable to speak due to the way you had taken over the entirety of his mouth, but his groans of pleasure were enough to get you crying even harder for him.

seokmin continued savagely eating you out while you ground against his nose all the way until your high, somehow managing to speed up his movements the closer you got to your orgasm.

with a silent scream, your fists closed in on seokmin's hair one last time before you dropped limp against your bed.

the room was silent for a few moments while both you and seokmin caught your breaths. but the moment the two of you were apt to speak, seokmin climbed on the bed and began kissing his way up to your lips, giggling at your fucked out state.

"so my nose, huh?" he teased, face scrunched up due to his pretty smile.

"shut up."

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A CUM ANALYSIS : HOW EACH SVT MEMBER FINISHES.

⚠︎ warnings: cum, unprotected sex. afab!reader

⚠︎ 18 + content mdni.

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SEUNGCHEOL : thick and warm.

seungcheol loves cumming inside of you, painting your walls with his thick, warm cum and absolutely desires your pussy. this man loves cumplay and will paint your pussy with his cum, inside and out.

JEONGHAN : thin and milky.

jeonghan has the prettiest cum ever, and he loves to cum inside you aswell. his not too much into breeding, but definitely loves cumming inside of you then eating the cum out of your pussy. (kinkiest man ever)

JOSHUA : thick.

joshua has the thickest cum ever, but he usually wears condoms since his safe like that and doesnt want to risk pregnancy. although one day, you told him to fuck you raw since their were no condoms and you had no patience. till this day, this man a breeding kink and will breed you whenever he gets the chance to. joshua loves taking quickies when your wearing skirts and loves to cum inside of you and let you walk around, full of his cum

JUN : thin and pearly.

jun likes cumming all over your tits. his always into boob play during sex and always pulls out just to cum on your tits and drills his cock back into you. he lowkey probably has a high sex drive aswell.

SOONYOUNG : warm and fairly thick.

soonyoung never intends to cum inside you, its just that he has bad pull out game, thats why you went on birth control recently since you almost got a pregnancy scare. although he does like cumming everywhere now that your on birth control, he secretly misses acting like he had a bad pull out game and always came inside you.

WONWOO : thick and sweet.

wonwoo loves it when you give him blowjobs and always cums right down your throat, pushing your head down his cock right before he cums so his cum can flow right down your throat, he likes it when you hollow your cheeks out, and it makes the experience even better for him because you dont gag when the tip of his cock reaches your throat. this man basically fucks your throat every other day. probably fucks your throat harder than your pussy.

JIHOON : warm and thin.

jihoon absolutely loves fucking you in his studio. this man is so kinky that whenever he does fuck you in his studio, he records your moans and saves it to his phone for whenever your not with him. he likes bending you over the table, fucking you hard and spilling all his cum over your ass, watching the cum trickle down to your pussy as your legs spasm.

SEOKMIN : fairly thick and cold.

seokmin is so sweet, he always cums inside of you because he 'doesnt wanna make a mess over your pretty body' he says. he always cums right up inside of you, keeping the cum there before waiting for it to trickle out before he cleans you up.

MINGYU : thick and so warm.

mingyu is so kinky in bed, he loves cumming everywhere. this man is obsessed with cum play i tell you, whether its cumming on your pussy, inside your pussy, tits, face, ass, wherever, his always cumming. he overstimulates himself all the time which lead to him busting fairly bigger nuts.

MINGHAO : warm and milky.

minghao loves art, as we all know. he likes cumming anyway, just like mingyu. he usually cums on your abdomen and makes 'art' on your stomach, as he calls it. he takes pictures (with your consent of course) of your cum-painted abdomen and saves it in a folder called 'my art <3'.

SEUNGKWAN : pearly and sweet.

seungkwan is such a sweetie like seokmin, he doesnt mind coming anywhere but he always cleans it up after, whereas he likes cumming on your tits tho. the first time you gave him a boobjob he was so vocal (his not the lead vocal for no rsn) that night and its memorable for the both of you

HANSOL : really thick and warm.

hansol fucking loves cumming down your throat, he fucks your throat swollen and doesnt care if your tearing up unless you tap him 3 times (which means stop between the 2 of you). he has a kink of seeing his cock bulge in your throat. his cum flows down your throat and its so sweet. his girthy, long cock can barely fit in your mouth, but vernon forces it in.

CHAN : thick and milky.

chan is so kinky, this man will literally cum anywhere. his favorite thing to do is cum inside of you then eat the come out of your pussy just like hannie. he loves boobjobs, pussyjobs, blowjobs..literally anything thst involves his cock, at the end of the day his cock is always so swollen, blue and throbbing..poor guy.

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please do know i was not trying to copy anyone while writing this!

❧ cherryycheoll ֶָ֢

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Member walking into svt member x reader having sex

another member walking in on member and their gf

18+ / mdi

content: established relationship, being caught having sex, smut, second hand embarrassment, mentions of a crush in some of these, afab reader, penetrative sex, etc.

wc: 2156

a/n: idk if these even make sense i wrote them all at completely different times and i have no idea if i even repeated members oops also not proofread </3

masterlist

seungcheol -

knowing about seokmin's crush on you, seungcheol couldn't help but feel genuine annoyance as, out of all people, seokmin happened to walk in on seungcheol eating you out, giving him the perfect view of your unfiltered nude body along with the blissed out look on your face. what made things worse was that it had taken the both of you a good thirty seconds to notice the door had been opened by a gaping lee chan who just seemed unable to close his mouth nor move a single bone in his body.

seungcheol would have to take matters into his own hands and yell at the boy to get the hell out, grumbling at knowing that seokmin's crush would likely just intensify after this. he'd have to take out these frustrations on you, making sure you were as loud as possible in order to at least assert some dominance.

jeonghan -

he's a fucking freak, he'd probably like it. you were facing away from the door, riding him as you threw your head back and had your eyes closed shut. he'd be able to see behind you, spotting minghao as soon as he accidentally walked in on you. he'd be shocked for a total of two seconds before smirking at minghao and inciting you into being louder for him (though without giving you any indication that a third person had appeared).

surprisingly to jeonghan, minghao wouldnt leave. he'd stay frozen in place staring at your form and hearing the lewd sounds of skin slapping and the pretty whines both you and jeonghan were letting out. it would take him a bit to slap himself out of it, suddenly leaving in a rush and shutting the door closed without realizing, thus finally alerting you. eventually jeonghan would let you in on what happened and continue to tease minghao about it for ever and ever.

joshua -

joshua was conflicted. one one hand, he felt mortified at vernon walking in on him ramming his hips against your ass in a desperation you'd only ever really see in a wild animal (specially since you were also in a pretty compromising position), but on the other hand, he felt kinda proud at drawing such an expressive reaction out of his usually stoic friend.

vernon was nearly impossible to scare, and almost even more impossible to embarrass. and the sight of you and joshua fornicating had just caused both at the same time. however, any semblance of pride left joshua as soon as he detected even the smallest trace of lust in vernon's eyes as his eyes remained on your form. what the hell was he even still doing here? after cursing him out with some very diverse language, vernon finally left with a hurried apology, leaving joshua with the task of putting you in the mood again after such a weird interaction.

jun -

even after all these years, jun had not yet grown used to the lack of privacy that came along with having twelve men around him at all times. he had learned to manage it, but there were instances in which he simply needed his very well deserved privacy. such as in his intimate moments with you. unfortunately, his brothers had grown too used to lack of privacy among each other, meaning that walking in on you was only a matter of time. and it had to be seungcheol of all people.

being the polite boy he is, jun was unable to even yell at the older man when he walked in and remained frozen without even thinking of making an immediate exit. he'd splutter a bit, barely being able to cover you up with a nearby blanket before coming to his senses and realizing it was completely acceptable for him to yell at his leader for freezing up at such an uncomfortable moment for you. upon also snapping out of his trance, seungcheol would apologize and leave, though the damage had been done. jun would now have to go to sleep completely blue balled because of his friend.

soonyoung -

sure, he was close with jihoon, but that didn't mean he wanted him to be privy to every intimate detail of his life, specially not what he got up to with you behind closed doors. even though he knew jihoon wasn't a perv by any means, and that him walking in on you had been nothing but an accident, he would still react exasperated in the heat of the moment.

he would immediately notice the new source of light entering the room as he railed you into the mattress. fortunately for him, you had been pinned down under him and your front was facing the door, meaning that all jihoon saw before soonyoung spluttered around for the covers had been him humping at you from above. an embarrassing image to share with a friend, but at least he kept the goods (you) to himself.

wonwoo -

a smirk. small but still fully present. wonwoo could've sworn he saw a smirk of satisfaction on jeonghan's face as he walked in and stopped in his tracks at the sight of you on all fours and wonwoo's hips going crazy against your ass. of course, of all people, jeonghan would find such moment amusing. he knew his friend to be a bit unpredictable in how he reacted to certain things, but wonwoo had not expected him to quite literally stop and stare.

wonwoo, like any reasonable man, had frozen in shock at the intrusion. it had taken him a few moments to actually pull out of you and cover you as much as his own bare body would allow. he also had to take it upon himself to yell at jeonghan to get the hell out. this instance would cause both you and wonwoo to feel awkward around jeonghan for a few days. the older man's smirk would not leave him during those few days, only making you and wonwoo even more sheepish around him.

jihoon -

had it been anyone else, maybe he wouldnt have had a problem, but it had to be mingyu. he already felt some type of way about the way in which mingyu would occasionally flirt with you (he knew his friend had a flirty personality, but still!!), so it did not help to know that mingyu now knew what you looked like in the throes of passion, much less the fact that the man in question stood there watching for a good minute.

in this situation, jihoon had to take whatever means necessary to protect your privacy (though it was already too late) throwing you off him without thinking and throwing a pillow on top of you to cover you as much as a measly pillow would allow. after this, like an idiot, he would grab his boxers and chase after mingyu, completely forgetting that he left you completely confused at what had just happened.

seokmin -

it's not that seokmin was a jealous man. nor had he ever felt insecure in your relationship. however ... having his very handsome friends around his very pretty girlfriend would sometimes leave him feeling a bit ... off. like now. specially now. an instance in which he had been making love to you, passionate in the way he thrust into you and licked into your mouth. up until your mouth left his own to look at the sudden intrusion that had just entered the room. wonwoo. a very shirtless and very wide-shouldered wonwoo.

after some moments of the three of you simply staring at one another in shock, seokmin finally took action and covered you up, disliking the way in which wonwoo's eyes had made their way to your nude body, and specially not liking the concept of you and his friend looking at one another (almost completely) in the nude, no matter if it was merely an accident. he would sulk about this for days, needing reassurance from both you and wonwoo about the unfortunate incident.

mingyu -

why did seungkwan have to be so damn nosy? why couldnt he just take mingyu's half-assed excuse about 'being sick' and let him go back to his hotel room to rest instead of joining the members in impromptu karaoke? maybe if he had just left the situation alone, he wouldn't have had to be chased out of the room by a very naked mingyu for screaming as soon as he saw mingyu folding you in half on his bed.

okay, backtracking a little ... maybe mingyu was the first one to scream. but he wasnt expecting any interruptions during his alone time with you, okay?? he screamed in shock, then seungkwan screamed in shock, then he's pretty sure he heard soonyoung screaming from the front door of the hotel room, which had been enough for mingyu to act on a whim and throw a blanket on top of you, grabbing some boxers and chasing seungkwan (and seemingly soonyoung) back into their rooms all while sporting a boner.

minghao -

why. why did he forget to lock the door again. that was his immediate thought at soonyoung excitedly running past his door without considering that minghao mightve been busy on the other side of it. and he was. as he was currently pistoning into your cunt from behind, having you arching your back for him in a way that gave him a delicious view of your ass. a view that was meant for him only.

hoshi became embarrassed and sheepish almost immediately, realizing that, yet again, his enthusiasm got the best of him and put him in an awkward situation. he'd sheepishly make his way out as he avoided eye contact. minghao would simply sigh and face palm internally, giving you no time to react as he began fucking you again. hoshi would have some trouble making eye contact with either you or minghao for the following week.

seungkwan -

not him. anyone but him. chan? did chan, of all people, have to become privy to the inner workings of your figure? something which was meant to be reserved for seungkwan's eyes only? he'd notice chan's presence immediately, screaming at him to get the hell out as he scrambled to cover you up. in the meantime chan would be frozen in place, with his eyes very clearly zoned in on your tits, causing kwan to grow even more frustrated.

in what felt like an eternity (but was actually under two minutes), chan would finally exit the room and leave a very exasperated seungkwan behind. he'd be too bothered to finish what you guys were doing, now needing you to calm him down from the annoyance he felt at chan, knowing that the boy whom he bantered with every day could now add the image of your nude body to his spank bank.

vernon -

he would be far too lost in the pleasure he felt as you rode him, eyes closed and face buried in your tits as he bit licked absentmindedly. you'd be the one to notice jun's sudden appearance, widening your eyes but making no other indication of shock. jun would react similarly, though his eyes would swim from your face to your tits (or what he could see from them through vernon's head in the way) to the way you ground against his friend.

for some unknown reason to both you and jun, the two of you would maintain eye contact as you started rutting against your boyfriend harder and faster, making him groan and moan against you as he reached his peak. jun would leave when he felt like he couldnt handle any more, now thinking of you in a completely different way. you'd confess what had happened to vernon afterwards (after he inquired as to what made you fuck him so animalistically ..), which would surprise him and weirdly turn him on.

chan -

chan had never expected that joshua's usually confident demeanor would finally crumble at the mere sight of your blissed out appearance as chan knelt between your legs. your entire body was facing the door from which joshua had come in, your breasts were bare, your eyes were crossed, your mouth was agape, your body was contorting itself at the pleasure, your cunt was obstructed by chan's mouth as he desperately sucked and licked at you, moans going in tune with your own. the sight was out of any man's dream.

but it was interrupted very quickly. chan immediately felt a new source of light, making him get up without a second thought and cover you up as much as he could in the heat of the moment (even if it meant exposing himself in the process – you were the priority). chan had never seen joshua so sheepish as he tried to smoothly make his way out of the room. joshua had never seen chan so serious as he cursed at him to get out (nor had he ever seen chan's girlfriend look so enticing ...).

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i don’t see people talk about sub!vernon so much i honestly i feel like when he’s subby he’s just so 🎀✨🩷, that’s the only way i can describe it :3

btw make sure to eat! and don’t forget to drink water!

sub!vernon needs more love honestly, he's so cute 😭 and tysm!! i hope you are taking good care of yourself, anonie <33

sub!vernon loves whenever you mark him up, the sensual kisses he was receiving turning into a claim of territory, his neck and chest full of purple spots that he grew to love. sub!vernon that enjoys whenever you wrap your hand around his neck a little, adding just a bit of pressure as you ride him. the sounds of your bodies coming together makes him cum quicker than usual. sub!vernon likes it whenever you go down on him, watching as you suck on the tip of his length without holding it in your hand.

sub!vernon who's a lot more vocal when you're domming him, whimpers and heavy breaths leaving his lips as a means to control himself. he often tries to bit his lip or restrain himself, but hearing you praise him for his noises makes him let go. sub!vernon who fucks his fist with your panties around his hand whenever you're not around, hearing your voice on the phone, calling him a good, good boy makes his heart melt and his orgasm approach quicker

sub!vernon is adorable, he has a high tolerance and is obedient. he's down to try new things, for your sake and for his curiosity. sub!vernon who discovers that he loves whenever you baby him, cooing at his whines and kissing his tears away, or when you play with his nipples with your tongue or your fingers as you grind on his cock. sub!vernon who loves whenever you use him for his cock, as long as he got to engulf his hands around your breasts and lap his tongue around your nipples <3

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hi beloved mitchie :) my phone autocorrected ur name to mischief which seems very fitting hehe! so anyway. deekay who always begs you to sit on his face because he wants to feel you suffocating him as he drowns in your pussy and not just any deekay but specifically this deekay because he wants to feel you dripping down his neck

A/N: YOU ARE CRAZY. But of course, you ask I deliver. I hope you enjoy!

PAIRING: Dokyeom x Reader

GENRE: Smut MDNI!

WARNINGS: kinda sub!seokmin/dom!reader, usage of the word slut for seokmin, reader has female anatomy, begging, oral (f receiving), face sitting, squirting, multiple orgasms (f)

WORD COUNT: 1420 (I'm not joking)

Requests are open! Check out my 1k special!

Smut under the line.

“Please baby,” his voice is dripping in lustful honey, wrapping around your whole body and soul, pulling you down into its dirty trenches. Fingers press against your hips and you feel heat between your legs, a continuous throbbing that only gets worse the more you look at him. Tingles all over your skin, wishing to be touched, wishing to be worshiped. You bite your bottom lip hard, almost drawing blood as you let your fingers wander over his perfectly shaped face, reaching up to softly caress his carefully styled hair.

“You just got here, my love, in your pretty outfit, with your pretty hair… and you already want to drown in my pussy? Is that all I am to you?”

His eyes grow wide, hands pulling you closer as he rapidly shakes his head.

“No! No, of course not, my love. You are so much more to me, but… I need you, I want you so bad, I couldn't stop thinking about you all day. Would have been here sooner but because I couldn’t concentrate, the shoot lasted even longer…,” he almost whispers his words, his feet carrying him, having him push you against the wall, his hands sneaking down to your bare thighs.

“And now I get here and you’re wearing nothing but my shirt, babe, you must understand-,”

“Oh, I must do nothing,” you interrupt him, a small grin on your lips as you let his hands wander regardless, your legs spreading for him, “I understand that my boy is a horny little slut that doesn’t have it in him to wait. Did the stylists allow you to keep that outfit, baby? Or did you just take off the second they called “cut”?”

Seokmin is kissing your neck, his one hand already between your legs, feeling the wetness that has already gathered. He moans when you call him a slut, his teeth sinking into your sensitive skin and you let both of your hands rest on the back of his head, digging into his scalp.

“I am… such a horny slut for you, babe, please let me eat you out, wanna taste you… drown in your sweetness, please?” His breath feels like a soft spring breeze against you, feels so comfortable and familiar and it makes your heart race and your cunt clench. You nod, not able to hold back any longer because he just looks too good and you’ve been craving his mouth on you for hours now.

The second you give him the go, he is on his knees. Your panties are discarded on the floor and his tongue is licking through your wet folds, your head bumping against the wall as you continue to stroke his soft hair. He loves your taste. Loves the way you sound when he does certain things with his tongue. He knows you inside out by now, knows where to kiss you, touch you, where to put his tongue and for how long. He knows it and he does it. Flicks his tongue against your clit, fingers slipping through your lips, coating them in your wetness. He smells you and he tastes you and he feels you all around. His senses are you and there is nothing he wants more than for you to drench his face in your cum.

“So, so sweet for me. So perfect, my love,” he licks up a stripe from entrance to clit before pushing a finger in, having you moan his name. His finger moves slowly at first, slowly but hitting you deep, your sweet spot engraved in his brain. He kisses your cunt, kisses it as if it was your mouth, tongue swirling as if it was dancing with yours. He sucks your clit between his lips, tongue around it in circles and you cry out, nails digging into his scalp once more.

“Oh.. oh god, Seokmin,” you feel yourself nearing a first orgasm and Seokmin wraps his free arm around you, pulling you closer as he sucks on your lips, sucks on every bit of skin he can get, making such dirty noises with his mouth it gets your cheeks all heated up.

Then he stops and you feel like crying. You look down at him and his eyes are telling. He is going to beg for something.

“Baby… can you sit on my face? Please, I wanna drown in your sweetness“, he still pumps his finger inside you, adding a second one now and you gasp, nodding your head yes because there is nothing else you can do at this point.

You move to the couch, Seokmin on his back, still in his expensive photoshoot outfit, mesh shirt showing his toned chest and torso and you position yourself above him, thighs spread over his head. He licks his lips resting his hands on your ass as you sit down. The first times you had been scared to literally suffocate him - but he hadn’t been. He had begged you and he did so every other day. He simply loved your pussy, loved smelling it, eating it, feeling it.

The second you sit down, he is back at work. Your moans fuel him, make him more eager. He squeezes your ass, and soon enough you know he is encouraging you to actually fuck his face. Biting your lip, you let your hands play with your tits, hips moving as he shoves his tongue into your hole, a loud whimper escaping your throat. Your juices are dripping down his face, his nose bumping into your clit repeatedly and you feel like you’ve reached heaven. Seokmin feels about the same. Nothing is as wonderful to him as this. His beloved partner on his face, riding his tongue like it was his cock. He puts his all into this, his cock straining against his designer pants that he knows he has to give back eventually. He doesn’t care though. Doesn’t care that you’re dripping down his neck, some of it probably landing on the pearl necklace and meshed top. He doesn’t care that he will give back cum drenched clothes and accessories - all he cares about is making you cum over and over again.

Your first orgasm hits you a few seconds later, when his tongue is pressed against your bud and his hand grabs the flesh of your ass harshly. You ride it out, moans filling the air of the room that already smells like you. Seokmin doesn’t stop, he only works harder, wants you to let it all out, wants to be suffocated by you, by your cum, your taste and smell. He pushes you down, and you let out the loudest moan yet, hands gripping the armrest of the couch, hips moving frantically on top of his face.

“F-fuck, Seokmin! D-Don’t stop, oh my god,” you feel tears prickling, overstimulation kicking in and having your whole body shake. You know it won’t take long for him to make you cum again, to have you squirt on his face. You also know that that’s exactly what he wants to achieve and you’re more than willing to give it to him.

Moving his hand, you soon feel three of his fingers pushing into you at once, your eyes rolling back and for a second you’re scared you’ll fall off him - but his other arm is quick to wrap around you, holding you steady as he fucks you with his fingers and sucks on your clit, your wetness dripping with no end in sight. Feeling another wave of pleasure, his fingers hitting you, stuffing you so perfectly, the familiar feeling of liquid shooting out of and drenching everything beneath you is having you cry out, actual tears spilling out of your eyes as Seokmin moans around your clit, drinking in all he can, lapping at the juice he deems as the tastiest drink there is. He can never get enough of it, almost like an addiction. A second orgasm follows straight away, black and white dots appearing in front of your eyes as you ride this one out as well, all while Seokmin has never been happier.

The second you’re done, he lets go off your hip and you fall to the side, Seokmin catching you skillfully and pressing you against his wet chest. His whole face is covered in you, his hair wet as well and your heavy eyelids flutter open to look at him and smile sheepishly.

“You’re insane,” you mumble and peck his lips, having him giggle.

“I’m only insane about you, babe.”

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Begging on my knees for a vocal unit version

who in svt mlt hold your head still to fuck your throat….i am insane over this

(like until you GAG)

also sorry I feel like I should have started that nastiness with a hello LMAO

omg ash... ur insane (hi bb ilysm mwah)

im gonna do just the hh unit for this one to make it more concise hehehe but i can do the vocal and performance units too if u'd like ><

mtl -> rough throat fucking (hip hop unit)

MOST

vernon -> i just know he loves lazy sex n getting his dick sucked sm n gets so caught up in his own pleasure that he'll use u like a toy <3 hold you down to the base of his cock w his hand cupping the back of ur neck... he doesn't even realize he's doing it until you sob n gag, scratching weakly at his hips.. feels bad but can't get out much more than a "sorry, baby" before he's going back to fucking your face <3

seungcheol -> def uses rough face fucking as a punishment if you make him mad or jealous <3 needs to remind you of your place by making you choke n gag around his big cock! so mean w it too, telling you how much of a slut you are and what a bad girl you’ve been~

wonwoo -> wonwoo likes making you do all of the work hehe, would rather sit back and watch you make yourself gag n choke n cry than make you do it <3 arms crossed resting behind his head while you make a mess out of yourself between his legs, his glasses all foggy from how hard he’s breathing watching you deepthroat his long thick cock down to his balls ^^ one hand holding his base and the other massaging his balls.. yeah

mingyu -> i don’t think gyu would ever do something that mean to you :( esp on purpose.. he’s such a service top he just wants to make you feel good n give you all of his love <3 much more likely to let you take the lead when giving him head, just cupping the back of ur head n rubbing your neck <3 groaning deep in his throat n praising you for making him feel so good

LEAST

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who in svt mlt hold your head still to fuck your throat….i am insane over this

(like until you GAG)

also sorry I feel like I should have started that nastiness with a hello LMAO

omg ash... ur insane (hi bb ilysm mwah)

im gonna do just the hh unit for this one to make it more concise hehehe but i can do the vocal and performance units too if u'd like ><

mtl -> rough throat fucking (hip hop unit)

MOST

LEAST

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Horny idea here: what are your thoughts on the Seventeen members and overstimulation? Giving and receiving? I personally wanna see Vernon overstimulated is that just me?

oooo i'll split them into those who love giving, receiving, and both!

giving: scoups 1000% (literally will not stop unless you safeword, loves to see you crying and shaking and weak with pleasure), jeonghan (bro can be maniacal and loves to get a rise out of people, so pushing you into a state of pleasure that intense is right up his alley), wonwoo (gaming has brought him patience and vigilance and he uses both to take you apart, plus his fingers are agile as fuck from playing all the time), jihoon (i see him as mostly a dom and i truly truly believe he'd love to overstimulate his partner, having them crying and shouting and begging is literal music to his ears), seungkwan (loves the challenge of overstimulating you, always goes for one more than the last time, lets you overstimulate him once and finds he doesn't love the loss of control even if he does like the feeling so he's usually on the giving end), chan (he doesn't mind being the youngest but it does make him feel like he has something to prove and that even translates to his sex life, loves to make you cum over and over and over just because he can. makes you count them for him until you can't talk anymore, and only then does he stop)

receiving: jun (i don't see him being super dominant so he's usually on the receiving end of overstim, gets all needy and needs you to baby him after you blow his mind), seokmin (angel bby who loves to cum until he cries, begs you to keep using him until you're fully satisfied), vernon (it's not just you, i want to see him overstimulated soooo bad, he'd be all red and messy and he'd be begging you so sweetly and neither of you know if he's begging you to stop or keep going, you even have to check to make sure he remembers his safeword just so you know he'll use it if he needs to)

both: joshua (i believe he loves to overstimulate himself in the process of overstimulating you like sometimes cumming in you just once isn't enough and he needs to keep going, even if he's throbbing and sensitive and on the verge of tears), soonyoung (i see him as a true switch, can change places with you at the drop of a hat so he's always ready to overstimulate or be overstimulated), minghao (he loves pushing your body to its limits but he also loves to see how far he can be pushed, it's all about learning each other), mingyu (bby boi adores being ridden into the sunset, always wants you to keep going no matter how sensitive he is because he just wants you to feel good, can't ever get enough of making you cum, wants to bring you pleasure over and over and over because too much could never be enough for him)

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Interlude No. 5 | jww x reader

Interlude No. 5: You've been laying in Wonwoo's arms for hours, watching him play video games. Or, more accurately, watching his hands as he plays video games.

Rating: M (18+) | WC: ~2.3k | Pairing: jww x reader | Genre: smut

Warnings: dom/sub vibes, hand kink, finger sucking, fingerfucking, squirting, aftercare

Reader Notes: has breasts and a vagina

“Are you still having a good time, baby?” Wonwoo asks, his chest vibrating against your back and his chin moving on the top of your head with his words.

You’ve been resting between his legs in bed and watching him play video games for hours, and even though your eyes are tired and your ass is numb, you couldn’t be more content.

“Yeah,” you sigh happily, squeezing his forearm where it lays on your waist and watching his hands work the controller that sits on your stomach. You’ve been watching his hands more than the games he’s been playing, but who could blame you for that?

They’re just so elegant, his palms broad and his fingers long, the digits agile from years of gaming. They’re cold more often than not, though you can always warm them up by holding them between your own.

Or sucking on his fingers, as you so often love to do.

He loves it too, you can tell by how he always sweeps up sweet things for you to taste, whipped cream and frosting and chocolate ganache, and by the look on his face when you take his fingers in your mouth and clean them off with your tongue.

There’s also the way he uses them to keep you quiet, to keep you pliant and wet and sweet for him, his fingers sliding into your mouth whenever you talk back just a little too much, moan just a little too loud. Most of the time, he doesn’t mind either of those things, but there are occasions in which it’s necessary to keep quiet.

Like when you fuck somewhere you shouldn’t.

You’ve got a decent list going of all the places you definitely shouldn’t have had sex: bathrooms at clubs, in his car after a movie date, on his car after a late night drive, at the beach (once, and it’s the only one you regret). All of those times, and a few others, he’s had to keep your mouth busy because you just couldn’t stop running it.

It’s not like you’re complaining; you love the taste of his skin, the feeling of his fingers pressing down on your tongue, the way his eyes get so deep and dark and desirous when he watches your lips pucker around them.

Sometimes, his goal isn’t keeping you quiet, but getting his fingers wet to ruin you with them. You’re always soaked enough for him to just dive in, but he likes the added teasing of making you lick his fingers until they’re almost as wet as your pussy before he finally pushes them inside.

That just gets you hotter, gets you so aroused, they can glide right in.

Which, of course, makes you think of the way he uses them to make you cum.

He’s so precise with it, always taking you apart step by step, demolishing you floor by floor. He’s so in tune with your body by now that he can make you cum in minutes, sometimes before you’re ready. Even on days where it’s harder for you to find that release, he doesn’t give up, growing almost methodical in his movements until you finally break for him.

And that’s always how it feels, like you’re breaking into pieces, like your seams are ripping and your dam is breaking, and when you flood him, he thanks you for it. Then, as if you’re an undone puzzle, he puts you back together, finding the edges that fit and locking them in place with gentle hands and a soothing voice.

“Y/n? You okay?” Wonwoo asks from behind you, his voice soft and inquisitive.

“Yeah, why?” You answer perhaps a bit too quickly, your heart starting to race as he pauses his game and sets the controller aside.

“Because your foot is wiggling and you’re breathing fast,” he says, pressing his hands to your abdomen and smoothing them up to rest under your breasts. “And your heart is pounding.”

“Oh, um,” you stall, trying to think of an explanation that actually makes sense.

“You’re either anxious or turned on, and whichever it is, I wanna help,” he murmurs into your hair, taking a surreptitious sniff and smooching your crown.

“Well, I’m definitely not anxious,” you mutter under your breath, forgetting that he has ears like a hawk thanks to his poor vision.

“So if I touched you right now, you’d be wet?”

Fuck, his voice has taken on that edge, the one that means he’s already thinking about what he wants to do to you, how he wants to make you cum.

“Maybe,” you squeak, shivering when one hand smooths down over your tummy to rest on your pelvis.

“If you won’t tell me, should I just touch you and find out for myself?”

“I mean…,” you fight the urge to tug his hand down between your legs, knowing it’ll find its way there soon enough. “I wouldn’t stop you.”

He hums thoughtfully, and you just know he’s contemplating whether or not he wants to tease you tonight. You can’t tell what he decides until he reaches down and takes hold of your thigh, pushing and lifting it to put your leg over his. He does the same with your other leg, leaving you splayed open for him.

Teasing it is, then.

You’re not wet enough that it’s soaked through to your shorts, but you can feel the lips of your pussy parting with the position, feel your damp underwear rubbing against the sensitive skin, feel your heartbeat as it travels down to your clit.

His fingers chase it, firmly sliding down the seam of your lounge shorts and back up, rubbing you through two layers until you’re rocking into his hand, ready to beg for more.

He anticipates your needs, tugging your shorts and panties to the side before dragging his fingers through your folds, hissing a quiet swear at the wetness he finds.

“Knew it,” he chuckles, making you squirm self consciously. He stills you by wrapping his free arm around your waist, anchoring you to his body and holding you in place as his fingers glide over your clit.

You want to buck your hips into the pressure but you can’t, not with your legs stuck on either side of his and his heavy, strong arm banded across you. All you can do is take it as he tests different patterns, different speeds, different shapes, as if he doesn’t know the exact combination that will make you fall apart.

How long he does this, you don’t know. You just know that by the time he finally starts touching you how you like, your eyes are full of tears and your pussy is still fucking empty.

“Wonwoo, please,” you whine, tilting your head back and to the side so you can stare at his profile, watch his face as he denies you, like you know he will.

“You want my fingers inside, don’t you?” He asks rhetorically, already well aware of the answer. “This is why you should just tell me when I ask if you’re wet.”

“I’m shy,” you whimper, your cunt clenching around nothing as he rolls his fingers over your clit.

“I know you are, baby,” he murmurs in a soothing voice, squeezing your waist in a comforting gesture before letting two of his fingers slip down and notch in your entrance, just up to the first knuckle.

It’s almost worse than nothing, this little hint of fullness, this small taste of what you need, because you have no way of knowing when he’ll give it to you. Thankfully, there’s no if, you know he’ll take care of you eventually, you just don’t know how much longer you’ll have to wait.

It feels like it’s been eons, like a lifetime has passed since he spread your legs and pushed your clothes aside, and you don’t know how much patience you have left in you.

He gives you another inch, sinking his fingers in just a little deeper, your walls clinging to them, forming around them, welcoming them in. You take in a shuddering breath, your muscles tense and your head fuzzy as he slowly works you open.

He starts rocking his fingers in and out, in and out, giving you more and more with each thrust until finally, they’re as deep as they can reach, thank fuck. You expect him to continue to tease you, to build you up brick by brick, so when he immediately curls them towards your stomach and into your sweet spot, you lose both your breath and your mind.

“Wonwoo,” you sob, drawing out the end of his name and feeling your inner muscles clamp down on his fingers. He drags them out anyway and sends them back inside, his pace rocketing up until he’s fucking you with them, a slick squelch following every crook of his fingertips into your g-spot.

“What, baby?” He asks, like he’s not currently two fingers deep and hellbent on sending you to nirvana.

You don’t say anything, whimpering in response as his fingers grind against your front wall, your arousal seeping out around them and dripping down your ass to the bed.

“Are you shy again? Or is it that you just can’t talk?” He asks smugly, just a hint of meanness in his voice, though that hint only makes you wetter, makes you needier.

“You know…,” you gasp, attempting to make your mouth do something other than moan. “You know what you’re- fuck, what you’re doing.”

The end of your sentence is a whine, but you got all of it out and for that, you’re proud of yourself. Perhaps you shouldn’t be, though, because it just makes him fuck his fingers into you harder, faster, the tips curving into your sweet spot with overwhelming accuracy.

“I do know what I’m doing, don’t I? If I didn’t, you wouldn’t be this fucking wet,” he laughs, the smartass he is.

You can’t say he’s wrong though, and soon enough, you can’t say anything, not when the arm holding your waist shifts up between your breasts to hold your throat. He doesn’t linger even though you wish he would, two of his fingers sliding up your chin until they sink between your lips and hook into your mouth.

He tugs it open, presses his fingertips down on your tongue, making you moan loud enough, it echoes off the walls. Now the sounds escaping your mouth can contend with the sounds he’s drawing from your cunt, your whimpers and sobs and moans almost covering the obscene noise of him fingerfucking you into the afterlife.

You don’t even think you need anything on your clit, though you do have one hand free, the other gripping his wrist for dear life as you writhe in his hold. You know better than to use that free hand, know he’d slow everything down, wouldn’t let you cum for ages just because you got greedy.

It’s happened before, and you still have enough mental fortitude to prevent it from happening again.

You’re nearing the edge anyway, heat gathering in your belly and spreading out through your whole body, blazing along your nerves and finally reaching your brain in a fire so bright, it’s blinding. Your vision whites out, your hearing gets muffled, and your pussy clamps down around his fingers, your walls spasming in overstimulation when he just leaves them inside and digs them into your g-spot.

He doesn’t stop, his fingers sweeping back and forth inside of you as his hand jerks, drawing out your orgasm and immediately pushing you into another. This one is even more intense somehow, your legs trembling and fighting to snap closed, even with his own legs holding them apart.

You can feel drool pooling in your mouth, feel his heart racing against your back, feel his breaths puff out on the side of your face, and then you feel nothing except for his fingers deep inside of you. A bubble swells in your pelvis, a pressure building like nothing else, and on the next curl of his fingers, you cum with a veritable flood, arousal spraying out of you as you wail and buck against him.

“Fuck,” you hear him bite out through the roaring in your ears. His cock twitches at the small of your back, a wet warmth gathering on your tank that can only mean he came with you, and the last thought you have before you black out is God, I’m in love with a fucking menace.

When you wake, you’re at the edge of the bed, which doesn’t seem safe.

It makes sense when you shift a leg and run into wet cloth, the memory of squirting all over his bed coming back to you in bits and pieces.

Your hips and your pussy are sore, and so is your jaw, but then Wonwoo appears in the doorway with a glass of juice and a nervous smile, and all is right within you.

He helps you hobble to the en suite, the bath already drawn for you, and holds your elbows as you carefully lower yourself in. You pout when he leaves, but you know he has to change the sheets so you just sink deeper into the hot water, content to doze until he returns.

You know that when he does, he’ll sink into the tub with you, and wrap you up tight in his arms, and ask if you’re alright, if he went too far.

You’ll tell him that he was perfect, and he’ll blush all cute and pretty for you, and then you’ll share a kiss, your first since the one you exchanged when you arrived at his place.

It’ll be everything you need, just like Wonwoo is.

AN: when i was in high school, i knew this guy and i would go over to his house after school and we would just snuggle while he played video games and life was so simple and nice! this is the adult version of that i guess

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Interlude No. 2 | ljh x reader

Interlude No. 2: There's just something about waking up to Jihoon hard against you at 3 AM.

Rating: M (18+) | WC: ~1.9k | Pairing: ljh x reader | Genre: smut

Warnings: fingering, marking, size kink, big dick!jihoon, piv sex, creampie

Reader Notes: has breasts and a vagina

When you wake, the bedroom is still coated in darkness but for the moonlight spilling through the edges of your curtains.

There’s a heavy arm thrown over your waist, a warm body pressed against your back, and something hot and large digging into your ass. Tilting your wrist, you check your watch, suppressing a groan when you see that it’s barely three AM.

You’re not exactly sure what woke you, but you think it might have been the hips rolling into yours, or maybe the warm breaths puffing out onto your bare shoulder, or maybe even the mumbles and little groans sounding in your ear. Regardless of the cause, you’re awake now, and it’s only fair that the one who dragged you out of slumber wakes too.

“Jihoon,” you whisper and turn your head slightly, just enough to make out the french braids you wove into his hair before bed. His face is slack with sleep, but he lets out a low hum and shifts closer to you, the arm draped over your body bending at the elbow so he can cup one of your breasts in his big hand.

His cock twitches against you, leaking precum that seeps into your pajama shorts, and your body responds to his immediately, heat flooding your belly as arousal starts to gather between your legs.

“Jihoon,” you try again, wrapping your fingers around his wrist and speaking a little bit louder.

He shakes his head, burying his face in your shoulder with a low groan and squeezing your breast as if to soothe himself. If his dick wasn’t so hard, you’d let him keep sleeping, well aware that he needs all the rest he can get, but there are only two ways this can end.

One, he can keep sleeping and grind himself to completion, leaving you both sticky with his cum.

Or two, he can wake up enough to fuck you and fill you up, then go back to sleep.

He’ll probably even rest better with option two, and you won’t have to get up and somehow work his boxers and your pajama shorts off to throw them in the wash.

With your mind made up, you try one final time, “Jihoon.”

He startles behind you, taking in a deep breath and tilting his head up to stare at you, mumbling, “S’wrong?”

“You’re, like, hard as fuck right now. Do you want to-”

You haven’t finished speaking but he’s already releasing your breast and reaching down to tug his cock out of his boxers. You lift your thigh for him, feeling him push the seat of your shorts to the side so he can glide his dick along your bare, wet pussy.

You expect him to slide home, but he tucks himself up against your ass instead, working a hand between your thighs and slipping first one, then two fingers inside of you. You make a questioning noise that ends in a moan as his fingertips graze the patch of nerves along your front wall, wondering why he’s drawing this out.

“Gotta open you up, baby, I didn’t fuck you last night,” he murmurs, spreading his fingers before letting a third join them, the stretch good but not perfect like his cock would be.

You whimper anyway, clenching around his fingers as they prod into your sweet spot, your leg beginning to tremble from both pleasure and the time spent holding it aloft. “I want you inside.”

“Just a little longer, baby,” he presses a kiss to your shoulder, nipping at the skin and making you shiver against him. You don’t know if he’s aiming to make you cum or not, but you’re nearing the edge anyway, his agile fingers like magic inside of you.

It doesn’t help that you feel so safe, so secure, bundled up against him like this, his muscled arm laying over your hip and his toned chest pressing against your back. It especially doesn’t help that he’s started whispering to you, or maybe to himself, little sentences like, “So fucking hot and wet, shit,” and “God, I wanna feel you on my cock,” and, “I was dreaming about you, that’s why I’m so God damn hard.”

“What was,” a sharp gasp interrupts you as his thumb swivels to strum your clit. “What was happening?”

“It was our honeymoon, and you were riding me on the balcony, bouncing on my dick like you were made for it, fuck,” he forces out, curling his fingers hard to dig into your g-spot as if you’re to blame for the dream.

“We-We’re not married, Jihoon,” you breathe out, trying not to buck your hips into his touch as he brings you higher and higher.

“Not yet,” he mutters, muffling it in your shoulder. You hear him anyway, turning your head to try to get a look at his face just as he starts moving his fingers even faster.

“What does that me-”

You’re tipping over the edge before you can finish your question, the fact that you even had one escaping your mind as it unspools and reforms in the same of him. He doesn’t help you through it like he normally does, dragging his fingers out of your fluttering walls much to your vocal displeasure.

Before you can summon the words to complain, he’s holding your thigh up with his wet-with-you hand and tilting his hips back, aligning himself with your aching entrance. He pushes inside you with less finesse than usual, starting off slow for the first couple inches then rolling his hips and shoving the rest in. You attempt to breathe through the fullness, reaching down to cover your lower belly where you can almost imagine him protruding, his dick is that big inside of you.

It always is, and as much as you wanted him to skip the foreplay before, you’re glad he didn’t.

He lets your thigh down, covering your hand with his and pressing until you’re sure you can feel him moving, groaning to you, “Fucking tight, shit.”

You can only moan in response, a wavering, thready sound, your senses overwhelmed with him. He’s all around you, his scent, his voice, his body heat, and with him inside of you too, it’s almost more than you can take.

There’s no build up, no testing thrusts, he just starts fucking into you hard and fast, the slap of his hips against your ass loud in the quiet darkness of your bedroom. The sound of the city below you is dull white noise compared to his huffs and groans and the whimpers that get punched out of you with every movement of his.

He doesn’t let up for a moment, his hips rolling into yours and his cock bullying through your clenching walls to tap your g-spot, his hot breaths of exertion warming the back of your neck. He’s still holding your hand down, but his fingers have woven between yours, started pulling you back into his thrusts so each impact is that much more devastating.

You feel mindless with it, your mouth stuck open and your eyes squeezed shut, tears gathering on your lash line as he fucks you like he’ll never have the privilege again. You expected something lazier, something softer when you woke him and offered yourself, but he seems desperate and needy, as if his dream showed him something he wants but can’t have.

You wish you could reassure him, but you can’t remember what his dream was about, even though you know it shocked you a little bit. He’s just too big inside of you, he takes up all the space in your cunt and your heart and your head. Thoughts aren’t a luxury you can afford when he’s driving into you like this, when he’s jerking inside you and spitting precum, when he’s sucking marks and muffling moans in the curve between your neck and your shoulder.

Everything about him turns you on, lights you up, makes you want him more, and that’s something that will never change.

Something else that will never change is how fucking easily he can make you cum. As soon as he pulls his hand away from yours and sinks it between your thighs, you know you’re a goner. His talented fingers swirl circles into your clit, your moans growing higher and higher until you’re keening for him, your face crumpled in pleasure and your pussy clamping down on his cock.

“Fuck, that’s it, baby. Cum for me, I want you to cum,” he begs, his voice thin and oddly emotional.

You can’t do anything but cry out and let yourself shatter, your body attempting to curl into itself before he snakes his other arm under you and pulls you back to rest against his chest.

“Stay close, I need you close, please,” he bites out through gritted teeth, his fingers still hard at work between your thighs. You’re on the brink of another release before you can even take a breath, every buck of his hips near fatal as you shudder in his arms.

You’re grateful they’re anchoring you like this, holding you to him, because you feel like you might float away, might fade into mist and return to the stars if he doesn’t give you his cum right this second.

“Jihoon, cum inside me. Fill me up,” is all you can manage, the words sounding jumbled and muted through the roaring in your ears, though you do make out him swearing as he holds you tighter and lets himself go.

His orgasm is what brings your own, the sensation of his cock jumping against your walls as it pumps white hot cum inside of you sending you into a spiral that only Jihoon can pull you out of. You try to count the seconds as they pass you by, but you keep losing track, your brain still flowing with oxytocin and your body light as air.

You’ve almost fallen back to sleep when he starts pulling out, making you whine and reach back for his hips, wanting to keep him inside.

“We can’t sleep like this, baby,” he murmurs to you, kissing over the marks he’d left on your neck and rubbing your stomach with a warm, large hand.

Begrudgingly, you release him, rolling onto your back when he frees you from his arms and shifts to the edge of the bed. He stands and walks to the bathroom slowly, his boxers skewed and his cock still out, before returning with a washcloth for you. He carefully tugs your pajama shorts down and cleans you up, tossing them and the washcloth into the hamper along with his boxers.

You’re drifting when you hear drawers opening and closing, barely conscious enough to lift your hips for him as he pulls new shorts up your legs. You wake up a bit when he snuggles in behind you, your body turning in his arms and shifting down the bed so you can bury your face in his chest.

You feel Jihoon press a kiss to the top of your head and smooch his pec in response, promptly falling back to sleep now that you’re safe in his hold.

AN: inspired by the dream i had about woozi last night and how very much i wish it had been dirty for once

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NSFW FAKE MOANS | JUNGWON

genre/cw: smut, nsfw audio, unprotected sex, masturbation, breeding.

warning: nsfw work, minors dni!

Jungwon can’t help but moan whenever he thinks about how tight it feels to have you clenching around his cock, when you ride him and fall apart, still wanting more of him. He wraps his fingers around your lace panties which are wrapped around his cock as he jerks off to your thoughts, missing you through it all. He doesn’t hold back with his sweet moans, eyes closing as he sits in the back of his car, remembering exactly how he had you crying and squeezing his cock before he dropped you to the airport for your business trip, and he simply can’t wait for you to come back, spending his days doing everything he can to feel you close to him till you get back into his arms and he gets a taste of you again.

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PATHETIC JIHOON AGENDA

luna, my beloved,

can i get a very down bad (and also very horny) woozi, please?? he just gives me the vibes of a very obsessed boyfie when he's truly in love.

also, i love your works so much!!!! ♡♡♡

18+ / mdi

content: simp!jihoon, established relationship, afab reader, smut, dry humping, very fluffy, jihoon is insanely in love with reader its disgusting, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, etc.

wc: 2157

a/n: thank u so much!! <3 i rewrote this four times bc way too many scenarios of woozi being down bad plagued my brain (still do), so i hope u enjoy what i came up with <3

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even after months, jihoon was unable to understand this weird feeling in his chest. one that he only ever got when he was around you (and on occasion whenever he thought about you). it was some sort of inexplicable heaviness. the beating of his heart would speed up and it would feel as if time slowed down. every touch and every breath felt like a sensible decision, and his thoughts would turn into static.

sometimes it was just in the background. sometimes he'd hold your hand or listen to you rant about your day and still be able to act as a functioning human. but there were times in which it simply overtook him.

he had had relationships before; both physical and not, but he had never experienced this feeling before. jihoon was unsure whether or not he liked it. it made him feel weak, but also made him feel more.

there were instances in which this feeling would be accompanied by lust. one accidental peak of a sliver of skin of your thigh and his lips would go completely dry. one grace of your hand a little too close to a sensitive part of his body and his knees would buckle. he was unsure if you knew about how easily it was for you to get him ready to plea for even one touch, but the truth was that it didnt matter. there was no space in his empty head to think about it in those moments.

truth was, jihoon was insanely enamored by you. some (soonyoung) would call him 'down bad' for you, but jihoon liked his term better. being enamored entailed that jihoon adored everything about you, with the pleasure you gave him included among those things. though there were times in which his lust simply grew so big that jihoon could admit to simply being down bad horrendously for you.

currently, that feeling in his chest was ever so present, and he knew that his lust was just about to take over. nothing had yet happened, but still, he felt a desperation that brought a crimson color to his ears. just looking at you as you slept beside him had him holding in a whine of your name.

to be fair, you looked angelic in this moment. you were facing him – although your face was almost completely pressed up against your pillow. your arms were wrapped around your chest in front of you, causing your breasts to press up together in the form of soft mounds peeking from under your tank top. your blanket was covering most of your body but still gave him sight of some of your shoulder. your hair was covering most of your features yet he could still rejoice in your mushed up face as you seemingly made yourself as small as possible. soft breaths coming from you were the only thing he could hear. his senses were all overtaken by you, even as he leaned down and quietly smelled the floral scent from your shampoo.

the beating of his heart was so loud he was sure it ran the risk of waking you up.

it's not that he was nervous, he was simply too caught up in you. every emotion you ever made him feel was making its way to the surface, causing his hands to clam up and his lips to run dry. he wanted to touch you so badly, but he knew that the moment he did, he would fall to his undeniable lust for you. it was hard for him to simply adore you from a distance, as his carnal feelings for you would always take over somehow.

however, his need for you won, making an embarrassing side of himself take over and pull you closer to him in order to wake you up un the softest way he could. he began to pepper kisses on the nude sliver of skin your shoulder offered him, breathing heavily as he prepared himself for what he knew would come as soon as you arose from slumber.

it was only a few moments later in which you began waking up, murmuring his name in that soft morning voice he loved so much.

he hadn't mean to sound so desperate that soon, but the moment he felt you begin to arch against his hold, – encouraging him to keep kissing any available skin – he couldnt help his pleas to let him have you in a way he relished in knowing only he had the privilege of having you.

"a– angel, please ... need you so bad ..." were the first words out of his mouth, murmured against your neck as his hands rubbed at your hips through the blanket.

"hoonie? what's wrong?", you were clearly still half asleep, only taking in his touches but not computing the words he was saying. but it was fine. he could be more specific if need be.

"you're so soft ... so pretty. can i have you, angel? please?" he didnt care how desperate his first words to you that morning sounded. he never felt any shame in showing you just how badly he always wanted you.

"oh, hoonie ...", you breathed, removing the blanket from the way and pressing yourself even closer to him.

the two of you were now curled up against each other with no distance between your bodies as you faced one another. with your lack of clothing, – him in just boxers and you in a tiny tank top and booty shorts to match – jihoon was now able to feel you up as he wanted; something which he took advantage of immediately.

he finally disconnected his lips from your skin, now making eye contact at the close proximity between you. however, before even being able to express his want for you once more, his lust won over him again, making him press his lips against yours with urgency.

he moaned and whined against your lips, his hips searching for yours as he positioned himself above you. there was no way for him to help himself. you were just so soft and pretty and beautiful and perfect. nothing couldve possibly interrupted that cloud of lust that was taking over him.

jihoon still had trouble processing how such a pretty girl could ever be his. he knew he was in love with you since the day he met you. just from a first glance, he thought you the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. speaking to you as acquaintances had been hard, but befriending you had been the biggest challenge. even back then, his feelings for you manifested in very noticeable ways. all his friends would mock him for the way he'd stumble over his words or stare at you a little too much. luckily for him, this did not last long. by some grand act of god, you had found some sort of liking towards him, giving him various obvious openings for him to finally ask you out (and admittedly, it took a lot of silent encouragement from you to get him to finally act up).

upon starting your relationship, it didnt take long for jihoon to make his adoration for you known, constantly letting you know how perfect he found you in any and every capacity. all his defenses would go down when he was around you, causing him to wax poetic whenever his emotions took over him – not to mention the endless files of love songs he had produced since meeting you. anything you desired, he would deliver just for the promise of your happiness.

your relationship had him thinking that maybe his past self suffered a grand deal in a past life; just enough for karmic retribution to grant him the girl of his dreams in the next.

and that's how he felt at this moment, grinding his clothed cock against your cunt as you whined into his mouth. could life get better than this? better than having the love of his life mewling into his mouth as he carelessly canted his cock into the warm heaven between your legs? he couldnt help but groan at the reminder than you were all his, and that he had access to every inch of your breathtaking body for his and your pleasure.

"fuck ... wanna fuck you, but you feel so fucking good like this– shit ..."

"dont stop ... i can cum like this. promise!", you cried whilst pulling at his hair, assuring his mouth stayed glued to yours.

as much as he wanted to keep letting you lick into his mouth and pulling at his hair, he was craving the two mounds that were pressing up against his chest. without further thinking, he disconnected your lips, groaning at the way you tried to chase his lips before hearing you whine once again due to his rushed removal of your top and the feeling of his tongue toying with your tit.

he practically devoured your tits, licking and nipping at every inch of them before using the tip of his tongue to play with your nipples. the way you cried his name had him losing his inhibitions, making him grind even harder and faster against you. your gorgeous and warm cunt was the only thing in his mind.

despite wanting to give you an orgasm just like this, he needed more. he needed your cunt strangling him as he chased both your highs.

"can i fuck you? please ... i know you wanna cum like this, but i cant last ... wa– wanna last for you, but you just feel so ... so fucking good."

"please, hoonie. fuck me .."

he hadnt moved faster in his life, discarding his boxers and your shorts in order to prepare himself for you, but suddenly it hit him.

"baby ... c– condom? do you have any?", he had forgotten to buy new ones before you stayed over last night, so he was hoping against all hope that maybe you had some in your discarded bag in the living room.

"no, hoonie, i .. i don't have any," your eyebrows were furrowed in concern, but he could tell you were still lightheaded from the pleasure you had been feeling just a few moments ago.

"oh, i ... i can just dry hump you? yeah, uh, i'll just–", he couldnt help himself in sounding deflated. he wanted your cunt so fucking badly, but had stupidly used his last backup condom last night.

"or ... you can just .."

his head perked up at that, halting before even starting to grind his hips against yours again.

"baby– "

"just go without it, hoonie. i trust you," you gave him a soft smile, holding onto his cheek before pulling him down for a peck.

"oh, i ... fuck. y– you– " his brain was short circuiting. raw? you were going to let him have it raw? oh. oh, fuck.

"baby, please i need you so fucking badly."

he could never say no to you. as per usual, he gave you exactly what you wanted, ignoring how badly this moment would ruin him; corrupt him and smear his brain with thoughts of your unfiltered cunt for years to come.

and ruin him it did, as he immediately lost himself the moment he entered you, groaning at the warmth and wetness coating his cock.

"you're perfect. god, fuck ... you– you're going to ruin me, arent you? you al-already have, shit ... you're my dream ... love you so fucking much, oh fuck ... make me yours and never give me back, i– i need to be yours. need you every day, fuck, please ..." he babbled senselessly as his hips went crazy against yours, drinking in every cry you released and groaning at every scratch of your nails against his back.

he was already close from having dry humped you through his boxers while he made out with you earlier, but now he knew his end was just around the corner. begging you to cum inside was likely out of the question, but his body demanded he at least try, except you somehow beat him to it.

"baby, inside, please! need you to fill me up ... fuck, please ..."

he had no way to respond other than by crying your name against your neck, relishing on the sound of slapping skin as he chased his end inside you with the desperation of a starved man.

with multiple expletives and confessions of love hidden between cries of pleasure, the two of you came one right after the other, kissing each other all throughout your highs.

now jihoon felt nothing but unfiltered bliss. he held you in his arms and caressed your body to the best of his tired ability, continuing to tell you sweet words of affirmation as you did the same in return.

jihoon was more than fine with being obsessed with you if it meant having you all to himself like this. he would gladly get teased about being down horrendously bad for you as long as he had you in the end.

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Threesome – Bratty Sub Seungcheol & Hard Dom Jeonghan

Synopsis: After weeks of trying to schedule a happy hour with your friends, you find space in your tiring schedule. Taking a time to have a Bratty Sub Seungcheol and a Hard Dom Jeonghan to take care of you.

Word Count: 5.6k

Warnings: Smut, threesome, sensory overload, oral (f. and m. receiving), fingering (f. receiving), unprotected sex, penetrative sex, degradation, praising, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, voyeurism, power dynamics and etc.

This reading is inspired in a request made through an Anon in my inbox!

As you settled in Jeonghan's cozy living room, surrounded by the comforting familiarity of your best friends, Seungcheol and Jeonghan, a sense of relief washed over you. It had been far too long since the three of you had managed to sync your schedules and just hang out. The weight of weeks of relentless work melted away as you cracked open cold beers and sank into the cushions of Jeonghan's sofa.

Jeonghan, with his signature pout, couldn't help but tease you about your perpetual busyness. "Hey, you finally decided to grace us with your presence, huh? We were starting to think you forgot about us completely!"

You chuckled, taking a swig of your drink before replying, "Hey, cut me some slack, will ya? You know how crazy things have been at work lately. But seeing you guys now, I realize just how much I've missed this."

Seungcheol chimed in, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, seriously, it's been too long. We were beginning to think you'd been abducted by aliens or something."

You rolled your eyes playfully. "Well, thankfully, no alien abductions yet. Just drowning in paperwork and deadlines."

Jeonghan shook his head in mock disapproval. "You need to learn to take a break every once in a while, you know? Life's too short to be all work and no play."

You frowned slightly at Jeonghan's teasing, taking another sip of your drink to hide your amusement. But before the conversation could take a different turn, Seungcheol's voice cut through the air with unexpected boldness.

"So, Y/N," he began, his tone suddenly shifting to a more sensual one, "how's your love life been treating you lately? Any juicy details you've been keeping from us?"

The living room seemed to shift with the sudden change in atmosphere, the playful banter replaced by a charged energy that caught you off guard. You glanced at Seungcheol, eyebrows raised in surprise, before shooting a look at Jeonghan, who was grinning mischievously.

Caught off guard by the unexpected turn of conversation, you hesitated for a moment before responding, "Uh, well, you know how it is... Work's been keeping me pretty occupied, so not much action on the romantic front lately."

Seungcheol leaned in closer, his gaze intense. "Come on, don't hold out on us. We're your best friends. Spill the tea."

Seungcheol's intense gaze seemed to search your soul as he leaned in closer, urging you to divulge your secrets. "Come on, don't hold out on us. We're your best friends. Spill the tea."

You couldn't help but laugh nervously, feeling the weight of their anticipation. "Alright, alright," you began, taking a deep breath, "I did go out with a guy from HR recently, but..." you trailed off, a hint of disappointment in your voice, "he wasn't exactly what I was looking for. Cute, sure, but way too vanilla for my taste."

As you looked down, chuckling at the absurdity of it all, you felt their eyes on you, exchanging glances with an expression you couldn't quite decipher.

Jeonghan, ever the curious one, broke the silence with a raised eyebrow and a sip of his beer. "So, what is it that you like then?" he asked, his gaze fixed on you.

You met his gaze, feeling a surge of honesty wash over you. "Honestly," you admitted, "I just felt like I needed more. Like I had to do everything in bed with him. And lately, I've just been yearning for someone to take care of me for a change."

Jeonghan's response was a low, contemplative hum as he licked his lips, a sign of his deep thoughtfulness. Seungcheol nodded understandingly, his arms crossed in front of him as he absorbed your words.

"You need to find someone who knows what they're doing," Jeonghan finally stated.

You chuckled, a playful glint in your eye as you teased, "Where am I gonna find that then? Boys nowadays are so difficult," throwing your head back with closed eyes, feigning exasperation.

Suddenly, beneath the table, you felt Seungcheol's touch, his hand gently caressing your thigh. Your eyes shot open, meeting his gaze with a mixture of surprise and excitement. His touch sent a shiver down your spine, igniting a spark of anticipation within you.

"Looks like you might not have to look too far…" Seungcheol whispered, but you and Jeonghan listened very clearly.

As Jeonghan scoffed and walked off to the kitchen, Seungcheol seized the opportunity, his eyes searching for confirmation in yours. You met his gaze, feeling a rush of excitement mingled with apprehension, before nodding slightly, giving him the green light.

In an instant, Seungcheol closed the distance between you, his lips crashing against yours with a hunger that sent a thrill coursing through your veins. His tongue danced with yours, a fervent intensity igniting between you as he sucked gently on your lips.

Your cheeks flushed with a mixture of desire and fear, the thought of Jeonghan catching you two sending a thrill of adrenaline through you. But in that moment, all you could focus on was the intoxicating sensation of Seungcheol's lips on yours.

Suddenly, you felt hands wrapping around your waist from behind, and soft kisses being trailed down your neck. A moan escaped your lips, muffled by Seungcheol's mouth as you arched into the touch, lost in the dizzying whirl of sensations.

"Jeonghan," you gasped, the sound barely audible over the pounding of your heart. The realization of the situation dawned on you, a mixture of excitement and trepidation coursing through your veins as you struggled to catch your breath.

Jeonghan's smirk widened, his gaze flickering between you and Seungcheol. "Relax, Y/N," he said, his tone surprisingly gentle, "we're your best friends. We're just here to make sure you're taken care of."

As Jeonghan's hands slipped beneath the fabric of your top, a shiver of anticipation coursed through your body. His touch was electric, sending sparks of pleasure racing along your skin as he pressed his fingers against your nipples with a delicate yet firm pressure. You couldn't help but melt at his touch, your breath catching in your throat as waves of sensation washed over you.

"Is that right?" you managed to whisper, your voice trembling with desire and uncertainty.

Jeonghan's response was a low chuckle, his breath warm against your ear as he leaned in closer. "Does it feel right?" he murmured, his fingers tracing teasing circles around your sensitive flesh.

You nodded, a soft moan escaping your lips as you leaned into his touch, craving more of the intoxicating sensation he elicited.

Your cheeks burned with embarrassment as you realized Seungcheol was now in front of you, his gaze fixed on your flushed face. You lowered your gaze, unable to meet his eyes, feeling a surge of shyness washing over you.

Seungcheol gently lifted your chin with his hand, his touch tender yet commanding as he urged you to look at him. "Why are you shy, Y/N?" he asked softly, concern laced with desire evident in his eyes.

You swallowed nervously, feeling a knot form in the pit of your stomach as you struggled to find the right words. "I-I don't know," you stammered, your voice barely above a whisper, "It's just..."

Before you could finish your sentence, Seungcheol's other hand slipped beneath the waistband of your pants, sending a jolt of electricity coursing through your body as he caressed your wetness over your panties, stroking your clit. A gasp escaped your lips, your body responding instinctively to his touch as you arched into his hand, craving more.

Seungcheol's gaze never wavered as he continued to stroke you, his touch sending waves of pleasure radiating through your stomach. "You don't need to be shy with me," he murmured, his voice husky with desire, "I want to make you feel good, too… Let me take care of you."

Before Seungcheol could proceed further, a commanding tone from Jeonghan cut through the heated atmosphere like a sudden gust of wind, freezing the moment in its tracks.

"Stop." Jeonghan's voice rang out, firm and authoritative, causing both you and Seungcheol to pause in your actions.

Seungcheol looked at Jeonghan with wide, doe-like eyes, a mixture of surprise and uncertainty flickering across his face. His hand hesitated, lingering at the waistband of your pants as he awaited further instruction.

Jeonghan's gaze shifted from Seungcheol to you, his expression unreadable as he took in the scene before him. There was a moment of tense silence, broken only by the sound of your erratic breathing.

Finally, Jeonghan spoke, his voice softened but no less commanding. "Not like this." he said, his tone carrying a weight of authority that brooked no argument. "Let's go to the bedroom."

Your heart raced at the suggestion, your legs trembling with a potent mix of anticipation and desire. You struggled to steady yourself, the overwhelming arousal making it difficult to stand.

Sensing your need, Seungcheol stepped forward, his strong arms wrapping around you to offer support. A chuckle escaped his lips as he felt you tremble against him, the sound both comforting and arousing in equal measure.

"Easy there," Seungcheol murmured, his voice low and husky, "I've got you."

s Jeonghan stood before you, his hands deftly pushing your top up, a shiver ran down your spine as the cool air hit your exposed nipples, causing them to harden in response. His touch trailed down your belly, sending tingles of anticipation coursing through your skin as he smirked knowingly.

With practiced ease, Jeonghan unbuttoned your pants, sliding them down your thighs with a gentle yet firm grip. You couldn't help but gasp at the sensation, feeling a rush of heat pooling between your legs as he exposed more of your trembling body to his gaze.

Then, as if sensing your need for reassurance, Jeonghan cupped your face in his hands, his lips meeting yours in a searing kiss. The taste of alcohol lingered on his tongue as he deepened the kiss, sending sparks of desire shooting through your veins.

Meanwhile, Seungcheol wasted no time in removing his own shirt, his bare chest pressing against your back as he pressed his growing erection against your ass. Trapped between the two bodies, your breath grew unsteady, the heat of their touch fueling the fire of desire that raged within you.

Seungcheol pressed his bulge against you, simulating the sensation of being penetrated, a moan escaped your lips, the friction sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. But before the moment could escalate further, Jeonghan abruptly halted the kiss, his expression suddenly serious as he addressed Seungcheol.

"Seungcheol, could you stop?" Jeonghan's tone was firm, his request laced with a hint of authority.

You clung to Jeonghan's shirt, feeling a mix of confusion and arousal as you turned to look at Seungcheol.

But Seungcheol responded with a bratty tone, as he challenged Jeonghan's authority. "Why should I?" he retorted, his voice dripping with defiance, his hands still gripping your hips possessively.

Jeonghan's response was sharp, almost degrading, as he put Seungcheol in his place. "Because I said so," he snapped, his tone laced with authority, his eyes flashing with determination. "You'll obey me, understood?"

Seungcheol's attitude faltered for a moment, his gaze flickering between you and Jeonghan as he grappled with his own desires and the need to submit. Eventually, he relented, his demeanor shifting to one of obedience as he complied with Jeonghan's command.

As Jeonghan carefully laid you down on the bed, his lips tracing a path of kisses down your thighs, a shiver of anticipation coursed through your body. His touch was gentle yet electrifying, sending waves of pleasure rippling through every fiber of your being.

With delicate precision, he removed your panties, his fingers trailing teasingly along your skin as he discarded the last barrier between you and the overwhelming desire that consumed you.

Then, as he positioned you on his chest, his hands caressing your inner thighs, Seungcheol's voice cut through the heated atmosphere like a knife.

"Can I eat her out?" he asked, his tone thick with desire as he knelt before you, his eyes burning with hunger.

You nodded eagerly, unable to suppress the need that pulsed through your veins. But before Seungcheol could act, Jeonghan interjected, his voice calm yet commanding.

"Did I say you could?" Jeonghan's words were a challenge, a reminder of the dynamic that existed between them.

Seungcheol immediately sat back on his heels, his gaze flickering between you and Jeonghan as he grappled with his own desires and the need for permission.

With a deep breath, Seungcheol closed his eyes, his breath ragged as he struggled to maintain control. The sight of your glistening pussy before him was almost too much to bear, a tantalizing temptation that threatened to drive him to the brink of madness.

As Jeonghan's fingers traced between your wet folds, a hiss escaped your lips at the electrifying sensation. Your breath caught in your throat as he collected your slick, his touch sending shivers of pleasure coursing through your body.

With deliberate care, he began to circle his fingertips around your clit, the sensation causing your legs to tremble uncontrollably. The intense arousal pooling in the pit of your stomach made it difficult to think, your mind consumed by a fog.

eungcheol's voice broke the silence, thick with desire as he asked, "Can I join in yet?"

Jeonghan's fingers continued their relentless assault on your clit, his touch sending waves of pleasure crashing over you. With a smirk, he responded, "Not yet. For now, you're just going to watch."

The moment Jeonghan slid two fingers inside of your slick, wet pussy, a loud, squelching sound echoed in the room, mingling with your unabashed moans of pleasure. Your head fell back, resting on his shoulder, as you clutched his forearm with both hands, seeking support and grounding amidst the overwhelming waves of sensation crashing over you.

The stretch and pressure of his fingers filling you sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through your body, each movement sending you deeper into a haze of ecstasy. You pressed yourself against him, seeking solace in his embrace as he skillfully worked you towards the edge of bliss.

As you glanced over at Seungcheol, you could see the hunger in his eyes, his hand moving discreetly, touching himself. The sight of him indulging in his own desire at the sight of you only fueled the fire burning within you, heightening your arousal to new heights.

"Uhh... mmm..." Your moans filled the room, a symphony of pleasure echoing off the walls as Jeonghan's skilled fingers worked wonders inside you.

Then, in a sudden burst, Jeonghan curled his fingers, hitting your g'spot with pinpoint accuracy. Your eyes rolled back in your head as waves of pleasure crashed over you, a primal scream escaping your chest.

"Ah! Oh my g-god!" you cried out, your voice echoing with raw desire.

But Jeonghan's command snapped you out of your reverie. "Hands to yourself," he admonished, his voice firm yet laced with arousal.

Immediately, you obeyed, withdrawing your hands from where you had been gripping his arm, placing them obediently by your side.

The sensation of Jeonghan's fingers teasing your most sensitive spot sent you spiraling closer and closer to the edge of climax, your moans growing louder and more desperate with each passing moment.

"I'm going to cum, Jeonghan," you gasp out, the words tumbling from your lips in a desperate plea as your walls clench tightly around his fingers. But Jeonghan remains quiet, his focus solely on driving you to the brink of ecstasy.

You steal one last glance at Seungcheol, the intensity of his gaze fueling the fire burning within you, before you close your eyes tight, surrendering yourself to the impending release.

As the waves of pleasure crash over you, you feel your body convulse with ecstasy, your inner muscles contracting rhythmically around Jeonghan's fingers. A prolonged moan escapes your lips, echoing through the room as you ride out the waves of your orgasm.

As Jeonghan removed his fingers from your trembling core, placing them firmly on your thighs and spreading you open, a sense of vulnerability washed over you. You gasped as you felt the cool air against your exposed flesh, your senses heightened by the anticipation of what was to come.

Then, his commanding voice broke through the silence, sending a shiver down your spine. "Seungcheol, eat her out," he ordered, his tone firm and authoritative.

Your eyes widened at his command, your body still tingling from the intense orgasm moments before. You were too sensitive, too overwhelmed by the pleasure coursing through you to handle any more stimulation.

But Seungcheol wasted no time, his tongue diving eagerly into your dripping folds, sucking your clit between his lips with a hunger that mirrored your own desire. You contorted beneath him, the sensation almost too intense to bear as waves of pleasure crashed over you once again.

"N-no, too sensitive!" you managed to stammer out between moans, your body writhing with pleasure as you struggled to process the overwhelming sensations coursing through you. "S-Seungcheol-ah! Ah! I can't, I can't..."

Desperately, you reached out, grabbing onto Jeonghan, the sheets, anything you could find to ground yourself amidst the whirlwind of pleasure that threatened to consume you whole.

Seungcheol held you close, his strong arms wrapping around you as he continued to lavish attention on your throbbing clit, his tongue flicking and swirling with practiced skill.

Meanwhile, Jeonghan took charge, spreading your legs wider, immobilizing you as he positioned himself between them. Your hips instinctively began to move, humping your pussy against Seungcheol's face as Jeonghan held your trembling body in place.

"Such a good girl," Jeonghan murmured, his voice low and husky as he leaned in close, his breath hot against your ear. "But you know you want this. You want to cum all over Seungcheol's face, don't you?"

His words only served to heighten your arousal, pushing you closer and closer to the edge of another explosive climax. You couldn't help but revel in the delicious torment of being caught between the two men who knew exactly how to push you to the brink of.

As Seungcheol's tongue worked tirelessly to elicit more moans from your lips, you couldn't resist stealing a glance at him. His eyes locked with yours, filled with hunger and anticipation, seeking confirmation that he was indeed pleasing you. But that simple act of meeting his gaze proved to be your undoing.

"Oh S-Seungcheol!" you gasped, your body convulsing as the intensity of your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave. Seungcheol closed his eyes in bliss, savoring the taste of your sweet release as you soaked his mouth with your essence.

Jeonghan held you securely in his embrace, his hands roaming your trembling body as he continued the dirty talk that fueled the fire burning within you.

"That's it, cum for him," Jeonghan whispered, his voice a seductive murmur in your ear. "You're such a good little slut, letting Seungcheol devour you like that. Look at how wet you are for him. You can't get enough, can you?"

Jeonghan lets your legs go, and Seungcheol stops, a line of your cum between his lips and your pussy. He grins at you, licking his lips, enjoying the taste of your arousal. You smile back, feeling satisfied and exhilarated by the intense pleasure he just gave you. The sight of him with your essence still on his lips sends a surge of desire through you, even as you lay there, breathless and spent.

Jeonghan cocks his head slightly, catching sight of Seungcheol touching himself. A frown creases his brow as he moves closer, his voice laced with a hint of dominance.

"You're such a brat," Jeonghan admonishes, his tone dripping with disdain. "Can't even follow a simple command, can you? Always have to do things your own way."

Seungcheol's eyes widen in surprise, his hand freezing mid-stroke as he meets Jeonghan's gaze. There's a flicker of defiance in his eyes, but it quickly fades under the weight of Jeonghan's disapproving stare.

Jeonghan continues his tirade, his words cutting like a knife. "You think you can just do whatever you want, don't you? Well, let me remind you who's in charge here. It's not you. It's me."

Seungcheol's cheeks flush with embarrassment, his gaze dropping to the floor as he mumbles an apology. He knows he's crossed a line, pushed Jeonghan too far, and now he's facing the consequences of his actions.

"On your knees," you obediently followed Jeonghan's command, leaving the bed and kneeling on the floor before him. As he lowered his sweatpants and underwear, his cock sprung free, already glistening with precum. You looked up at him with half-lidded eyes, anticipation coursing through your veins.

Jeonghan's commanding tone sent a thrill down your spine as he instructed you to suck it. Suppressing a smile, you complied, running your tongue along the length of his shaft from base to tip before enveloping his cock in your hot mouth.

Seungcheol watched in awe as you took all of Jeonghan's length inside your mouth, your lips stretched around him as you eagerly worked to please him. Jeonghan's grip tightened on your hair, guiding you as you deepthroated him, your own desire to please him matched only by your desire to impress Seungcheol.

"See, Seungcheol?" Jeonghan's voice was a mixture of praise and degradation as he looked down at you. "Look at how good she is, taking me so well. She's a good girl, isn't she?"

You moaned in response, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure coursing through Jeonghan's body. Your desire to please him and prove yourself to Seungcheol only fueled your determination as you continued to suck and stroke him, eager to show them both just how skilled you could be.

As Jeonghan guided you to stand, his firm grip on your hair, you followed his lead obediently, feeling a surge of anticipation coursing through your veins. With a gentle push, he directed Seungcheol to lay back on the bed, his gaze locking with yours as he positioned you on all fours over Seungcheol's prone form.

Your hand found purchase on the bed, the other resting on Seungcheol's chest as you braced yourself for what was to come. Then, without warning, Jeonghan entered you from behind, his cock sliding slowly but surely into your slick, eager pussy.

A gasp escaped your lips as you felt him fill you completely, the sensation both shocking and exhilarating. You hadn't expected Jeonghan to fuck you with Seungcheol beneath you, and the sheer intensity of the moment left you reeling with pleasure.

With each powerful thrust, Jeonghan's cock drove deeper into you, eliciting screams of pleasure that echoed through the room. Your hand clenched Seungcheol's chest tightly, the sensation causing him to hiss in response.

Feeling embarrassed by Seungcheol's proximity and intense gaze, you hid your face in the crook of his neck, seeking solace in his comforting touch. His hand caressed your back soothingly, a silent gesture of understanding and support in the midst of the overwhelming pleasure.

"That's it, take it all, you dirty little slut," Jeonghan growled, his words fueling the fire burning within you. "You love getting fucked like this, don't you? With Seungcheol watching you, helpless and needy beneath you."

His words sent a shiver of arousal coursing through you, the slick sound of his cock pounding into your wet pussy growing louder with each passing moment.

"Look at Seungcheol's face," Jeonghan's command pierced through the haze of pleasure, pulling you back to the present moment.

Seungcheol's own desire was palpable, his cock straining against his restraint as he watched you with hungry eyes. The sight of you moaning and writhing in pleasure, your gaze locked with his, sent a surge of arousal coursing through him, almost to the point of pain.

"Fuck," he breathed out, his voice strained with need as he struggled to maintain control. "You look so fucking hot like this."

Jeonghan turned to Seungcheol with a smirk, his voice dripping with amusement. "How much do you want to fuck this pussy?"

Seungcheol's eyes gleamed with desire as he replied, his voice husky with need. "I want to fuck you until you can't think straight Y/N."

Your pussy clenched involuntarily around Jeonghan's cock at Seungcheol's words, the sheer intensity of his desire driving you wild with pleasure, a silent affirmation of your own desire.

Jeonghan moans at your sudden clench then he chuckles mockingly, his tone teasing. "Looks like someone liked hearing that," he remarked. "Did you enjoy that, sweetheart? Did Seungcheol's dirty talk make you clench so hard around my cock? Hhmm? Did it make you wet, feeling how much Seungcheol wants to fuck you?"

Jeonghan coos, his gaze flickering to you as he remarked, "Looks like she enjoyed hearing that, didn't she?" He nodded towards your trembling form, noting how you clenched tightly around his cock in response to Seungcheol's words.

Your breath hitched at his words, a moan escaping your lips as the sensation of Jeonghan's cock filling you combined with the eroticism of Seungcheol's words sent waves of pleasure crashing over you.

Undeterred, Jeonghan turned back to Seungcheol, his tone playful yet demanding. "Tell me again, Seungcheol. How much do you want to fuck this pussy?"

Seungcheol moaned in response, "I want to fuck you so hard!" he groaned, his words causing a surge of pleasure to course through you.

Jeonghan laughed heartily at Seungcheol's words, his amusement evident in the sparkle of his eyes. "How pretty," he remarked, his voice filled with amusement and satisfaction. "She came just because you said that."

Jeonghan chuckled in amusement at your reaction, his laughter mingling with the sounds of your moans and the slick, wet sounds of his cock plunging into your cunt.

"Look at you baby…" he murmured, his tone laced with satisfaction. "So pretty when you cum like that, all because Seungcheol said a few words."

Seungcheol's expression was a mix of pride and desire as he watched you quiver and tremble with pleasure, your body reacting so intensely to his words. He couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction at knowing the effect he had on you, at being able to elicit such a powerful response with just his voice.

As your orgasm subsided, leaving you panting and spent, Jeonghan leaned in closer, his voice low and seductive. "You're such a good girl, aren't you?" he murmured, his breath hot against your ear. "Cumming so hard just from Seungcheol's words. You're such a slut for him, aren't you?"

A mischievous grin spread across Jeonghan's face as he heard your response. "Yes, I love it. I love being a slut for Seungcheol." you declared with unabashed enthusiasm, embracing the label with pride.

Seungcheol's own desire flared at your words, his cock throbbing with renewed urgency as he watched the exchange between you and Jeonghan. The knowledge that you were willing to submit so completely to him sent a surge of lust coursing through him, igniting a fire of desire that threatened to consume him whole.

Jeonghan's laughter filled the room, a rich and satisfying sound that echoed off the walls. "That's my girl," he chuckled, his voice tinged with approval. "Such a good little slut for Seungcheol."

Seungcheol's eyes sparkled with desire as he heard your confession, a surge of arousal coursing through him at the sight of you embracing your submissive side so willingly.

With a satisfied smile, Jeonghan leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered, "Now, let's see how much more you can take, my little slut."

Jeonghan's voice cut through the haze of desire that enveloped you, his words sending a jolt of anticipation coursing through your veins. "Can you ride Seungcheol for us, sweetheart?" he asked, his tone laced with desire and expectation.

You hesitated for a moment, your legs trembling with exhaustion from the intense pleasure you had already experienced. But as you looked into Seungcheol's eyes, seeing the raw desire and longing reflected there, you knew you couldn't deny him—or yourself—this pleasure.

Summoning every ounce of strength you had left, you nodded slowly, determination flashing in your eyes. With shaky hands, you positioned yourself over Seungcheol's lap, his hard cock pressing against your entrance, begging for entry.

Seungcheol understood your hesitation, sensing the fatigue in your trembling legs. With a gentle touch, he guided you, supporting you as you slowly lowered yourself onto his cock. He moved with care, knowing that if he didn't help you, you might sink too quickly and risk hurting yourself.

As you slid down onto him, feeling the fullness of his cock filling you once again, a moan of pleasure escaped your lips. Seungcheol held you close, his hands supporting you as you found a rhythm that worked for both of you.

And as you surrendered yourself to the pleasure of riding him, you couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the care and consideration he showed you, ensuring that every moment of pleasure was shared and enjoyed to the fullest.

With trembling legs and a relentless need for pleasure, you reached out, guiding Seungcheol's hands to your breasts, urging him to take control as you continued to ride his cock with abandon. Your wetness soaked his pelvis, evidence of your intense arousal and desire for him.

Your voice was hoarse from the screams of pleasure that had already escaped your lips, but now it was filled with the raw need and longing as you moaned Seungcheol's name. Your hands tightened around his, urging him to squeeze and fondle your breasts, amplifying the sensations coursing through your body.

Seungcheol whimpered in response, his own desire reaching a fever pitch as he finally succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure of your wet and throbbing cunt. His hips thrust upward to meet yours, his cock driving deep inside you with each delicious stroke.

Jeonghan reclined against the headboard, his eyes dark with desire as he watched you exhaust yourself in an effort to please Seungcheol. His hand moved with increasing urgency over his own cock, mirroring the rhythm of your movements as you rode Seungcheol's cock with determined fervor.

As you felt the burn in your muscles and the sweat trickling down your back, Seungcheol's words of praise filled your ears, spurring you on even further. "That's it, baby," he moaned, his voice husky with desire. "You feel so fucking good. I'm loving watching you ride me like this."

Your heart swelled with pride at his words, your determination to please him driving you to push yourself even harder. With each thrust, you sought to elicit more moans of pleasure from him, your body moving with a desperate need for release.

Jeonghan's gaze never wavered from the sight before him, his own pleasure building with each stroke of his hand. He nodded in encouragement, urging you to keep going, to keep riding Seungcheol until you both cum. "Keep going, sweetheart," he encouraged, his voice laced with desire. "You're doing so well. Ride him harder. I want to see you cum for us."

As you reached the peak of your pleasure, your vision blurred and your senses were consumed by a white-hot ecstasy unlike anything you had ever experienced before. Your pussy clenched around Seungcheol's cock with such intensity that you could feel every ridge and vein, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

The sounds of Seungcheol's increasingly desperate moans filled the room, merging with the sensations of heat and wetness inside your cunt. And then, finally, you let go, surrendering to the overwhelming wave of pleasure that crashed over you with relentless force.

Your orgasm was prolonged and intense, the most powerful and satisfying climax of your life. As you collapsed against Seungcheol's chest, your body trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure, you lost all sense of time and space.

When you finally opened your eyes, you were greeted by the sight of Jeonghan and Seungcheol by your side, their faces a mixture of awe and concern as they gazed down at you. Their voices were a soothing mantra, calling out your name with both worry and wonder.

"Are you okay?" Seungcheol's voice was filled with concern, his hand reaching out to gently caress your cheek.

Jeonghan's expression mirrored Seungcheol's concern as he leaned in closer, his voice soft and reassuring. "You were amazing, sweetheart," he murmured, his fingers tracing soothing circles on your skin. "But we need to make sure you're okay. Can you hear me?"

You nodded weakly, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips as you basked in the warmth and affection of their presence. Despite the intensity of the experience, you knew that you were safe and cared for, surrounded by the love and concern of your two closest friends.

"We need to take a bath," Jeonghan declared, breaking the post-orgasmic silence that hung in the air.

You glanced down at your state, the sweat and other fluids clinging to your skin, and nodded in agreement. "Yeah, that sounds like a good idea," you replied, your voice still slightly breathless from the intensity of your climax.

Seungcheol chuckled beside you, his arm wrapped around your waist. "Yeah, Jeonghan even came on my arm." he admitted with a smirk.

Jeonghan's eyes widened in horror, and he quickly swatted Seungcheol on the arm. "Yaaa! No need to tell her that!" he scolded, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

You couldn't help but burst into laughter at their exchange, the sound echoing through the room as you doubled over with mirth. "Oh my god, you guys are ridiculous!" you managed to gasp out between fits of laughter.

Despite his embarrassment, Jeonghan couldn't help but join in your laughter, the tension of the moment dissipating as he realized the absurdity of the situation. "Alright, alright, let's just get cleaned up." he said, still chuckling as he got to his feet.

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