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therhythmafterthesummer · 1 year

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Wereroomies werewolf!chan reaction to his girl in a rabbit costume? I know that man will go insane

this ask wormed its way into my brain and made me write a drabble in record time. sorry if anything's worded weirdly, i was literally possessed while i wrote this whole thing.

Pairing: Werewolf!Chan x Human!F.Reader (one of the main pairings of my WereRoomies series). | Word Count: ~1k. | Warnings: Chris’ POV · curvy/chubby reader · primal play (can it be considered primal play when one of the parties involved is an animal already?) · breeding · unprotected penetration [piv. no barrier method, but the reader is presumed to be on birth control].

minors do not interact.

It was rare for Chris to take you to his house in the woods on your own. Typically, the entire pack would come for their monthly run, but every once in a while he needed to come check on the place to make sure everything was in order–the amount of times he’d woken up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night with the sudden thought that he didn’t turn off the lights before leaving during their last trip were too many to count at this point.

This weekend, Chris decided to take you out on a little escapade, just the two of you in his big house. You both had been working nonstop the last couple of weeks, between that and pack duties you’d hardly had any time for yourselves as a couple, so he was more than needing his alone time with you, to disconnect from everything and everyone else.

So here he was, doing the final checks on the house to make sure everything was fine before he could finally join you wherever you were in the house to lounge around and snuggle and hopefully have some delightful sex later in the evening.

“Baby, have you seen the–the…”

Walking into the living room, and seeing you all of a sudden like that, sitting on the dining table of all places, was something Chris did not expect. His mind short-circuited immediately, and the fact that you had the nerve to gasp and act surprised as soon as you spotted him wasn’t making it any better.

“Oh, my… Seems like I’ve found myself in the wolf’s lair. What am I gonna do now…” You brought your hands to your cheeks, which only squished your breasts further together, all garnished with the fakest look of concern he’d ever seen on your face.

That bra was barely even a bra, it was just a couple of pieces of fabric tied around your neck by thin straps, it did absolutely nothing to keep your breasts contained. It was white, too, practically transparent. The bottoms weren’t much better, also a barely even there piece of fabric that did incredibly poorly at covering your plump centre. But the worst pieces of all were the white and pink suspender belt, with the matching stockings over your mouth-watering thighs, and the goddamned bunny ears on your head.

Something stirred deep inside of Chris, something just so incredibly dangerous, something he just knew was exactly what you wanted to awake with this entire set-up of yours.

Prey, prey, prey, prey, prey…

What kind of boyfriend would he be if he denied you of your fun? So of course he played along.

“Aww, poor little bunny got lost?” Chris cooed, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning on the door frame, staring you up and down.

You bit your lip, nodding. “You’re not gonna do anything bad to me, right?”

Chris took a deep breath, and he got almost winded by the scent of your arousal lingering in the air. “Well… That depends, pretty bunny…”

“On?”

A smirk made its way onto his face, and Chris could already feel himself straining in his briefs. “On how fast you can run away from me”.

You bit your lip and whimpered, looking almost scared.

There was a moment of you staring at him, and Chris staring at you… A moment of silence that fed the tension in the air. In an instant, you were getting off of that table and bolting out of the room, letting him see the fluffy tail attached to your bottoms, and he could feel the fine hairs on his nape stand on end.

Chase, chase, chase, chase, chase…

Chris immediately ripped his t-shirt off of his body and chased after you. He was suddenly feeling incredibly warm, and he could feel his instincts further clouding his reason as he looked at your form trying to get out of his reach.

He let you off easy for a few minutes, revelling in the deep breaths you took, in the way your heart was racing inside your chest, and in the smell of your scent taking a hold of every single one of his nerve-endings. Until he just couldn’t take it anymore, he needed to catch you, to show you your place and make you submit.

After a while of running and hiding around the house, Chris finally caught up to you on the upper floor, right after climbing the stairs–his shorts had been discarded at some point during the chase, he didn’t even notice when he’d removed them, and he, honestly, also didn’t care.

With a tight hold on your waist he pushed you against the nearest wall. He would’ve felt bad by hearing the whimper that came out of your mouth as soon as your back hit the wall, but, at this point, he knew your limits, he knew how to read your body language, he knew the exact word you would use if it all became too much for you, and, especially, he knew when you were putting on an act.

With a hand cradling the back of your head, he tilted it to the side, making himself more room to shove his face in the crook of your neck, to prod at your pulse point with the tip of his nose and get a proper whiff of that scent of yours that made him delirious, especially now with how horny you smelt, with his senses enhanced by the chase.

“What now, bunny?” Chris mumbled. He licked a stripe up the expanse of your neck, relishing the taste of your skin under his tongue, and he felt you shiver with the motion.

You swallowed, taking a deep breath. “What are you gonna do to me? I’m just a poor, innocent bunny that got lost…”

“Are you, now?” Chris brought his free hand to the ears on your head, feeling the soft fur between his fingers for a moment, only to finally move that hand to your side so he could drag it all the way from your ribs down to your hips, relishing the goosebumps that rose under his touch. “And what was a pretty bunny like you looking for so insistently you ended up lost in my lair?”

“A partner”, you replied simply, although your voice got a bit shaky when he started to toy with the string that tied your underwear in place. “I just…need to be bred so badly”.

Chris could’ve fainted with how fast blood rushed from his head to his crotch.

“Oh, sweet, sweet, bunny”, he dragged his teeth down the length of your neck, until he finally found a spot to suck the first of many love bites he was ready to leave on your skin. “I can give you exactly what you want… I’ll pump you so full, pretty. Just how you need”.

“You will?” You reached for his hips, and the warmth of your hands on his bare skin was further feeding that pool of desire in the pit of his stomach. “Is the big, alpha wolf going to put his pups inside me?”

God, he might’ve been the predator, but you certainly always had the upper hand, and Chris knew you were aware of it. You always knew what to say to get him to react, to get exactly what you wanted, and he was ready to fall for it every single time.

Chris leaned in closer, close enough he could feel your lips brush against his own when he spoke. “Only if you ask nicely”.

You moved your hands from his hips to his ass, squeezing generously. “Please… Please, I need your pups so bad. Please, breed me, alph–”

A squeal left your lips when Chris took a hold of your hips and turned you around all of a sudden. He just couldn’t take it anymore, not after all that had transpired since he spotted you on that table downstairs.

With a hand on your upper back, he pressed your chest further into the wall as you pushed your hips back towards him, giving him the delicious sight of your round bottom in that barely there piece of underwear with the fluffy tail, and the way your soft flesh dipped under the taut straps of your suspender belt that held the stockings on your legs almost made him dizzy.

Chris spat on his free hand and smeared the saliva all over his length. Pulling your underwear to the side, he got a perfect view of your soaked folds. Clearly, all the running around had been a good warm up for you, too, and he was almost trembling in anticipation.

In normal circumstances, he would’ve probably stretched you out first, even loosen you up with his mouth and his tongue. But these were no normal circumstances. He could barely think straight at this point, all he knew for sure was that he needed to be inside of you and give you the pounding of your life.

Breed, breed, breed, breed, breed…

You whined once he started to push his cock inside you. The feeling of your warm, wet, tight walls stretching over his length had him rolling his eyes to the back of his head. He might’ve worried he was hurting you, but he knew by now that when you reached back for his hip like you were doing now, almost like you were urging him to ram himself into you already, it meant you were doing just fine, so there wasn’t a single spark of worry in his hazy mind just yet.

As soon as he was fully sheathed within your warmth, he nuzzled your neck, holding the soft skin of your hips tightly in his hands. “Don’t worry, pretty bunny. I’ll give you what you need. All of it”.

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midnight-on-pluto · 8 months

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Hi. So this is my request.

Tenya Iida x reader where the readers parents kick them out because they want to be a hero and are in UA. Then they just show up at Tenyas door in the pouring rain to ask if they could sleep at his house for a night. And Tenya is just so 😠mad. Protective Tenya activated.

so sorry that this took me ages to get out! I had no motivation for months and am finally attending my drafts and rebranding lol! so here's the first of many to come ♡♡

warnings: emotional abuse, reader is kicked out by their parents, self-deprecating and unhappy thoughts

SFW, fluff, angst but not really, mostly comfort.

I should have been a doctor, I thought. My clothes clung to my body, skin prickled with goosebumps as I collapsed onto the ground. The unsigned, now drenched, permission form was bunched in my fist, my nails digging into my skin.

“Why would we sign this?” My mother’s voice was ringing through my mind as I recalled tonight’s events. “Just so you to go kill yourself for some dream?”

“Stupid,” I scolded myself. The cold rain only picked up as I began to cry, choked sobs being drowned out by the pouring rain.

“If you don’t want to give up on this silly dream then leave!” My father slammed his fist down on the table as he spoke. “I don’t want some mediocre hero claiming to be my child. Go play hero somewhere else.”

I took a deep breath, eyes shutting tightly to blink away my tears. “This is pathetic,” I said to nobody. My hands rubbed the tears off my face, replacing it with mud from the ground.

I stood, legs tired. I didn’t even think to look at where I was going, just running as fast and far as I could. I looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings, the only light coming from the streetlights. I patted around, luckily smacking something hard and rectangular shaped, my phone.

I pulled it out, 3% battery remaining. Quickly I pulled up my GPS, trying to see where I was and what the closest place to go was. I’d run close to UA, luckily. Perhaps I could see if anyone was still there, although unlikely.

I tried looking around more, finding a familiar street name. Tenya’s street, I thought. Something inside me sank, dreading just showing up at his doorstep, soaking wet with tears and mud staining my cheeks. But it was the only place to go, and I trusted him more than anyone else in my class.

The walk wasn’t very long, but it felt like forever. The rain only worsened, I would definitely be getting sick. By the time I got to Iida’s street, my phone died. I continued, walking up the street and stopping at the mailbox reading IIDA. A light was on inside, I could see in the dining room. Tenya sat there with his family, eating dinner. They were smiling, even laughing as his older brother said something, a huge grin on his face.

I took a deep breath before walking up to their door. I stood for a moment, enjoying the roof over my head before shutting my eyes and raising my fist.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK

I took a step away from their door. Eyes willing themselves to open and hands behind my back, gripping my wrists tightly in anticipation.

A few footsteps came from the otherside before their dark blue door swung open. A woman, blue eyes and black hair, answered with a smile. I opened my mouth for a moment but said nothing. As she studied me, I could see her smile fade lightly and her face contorted into confusion.

Tenya came up behind her, his brother following behind. His blue widened after seeing me, hand going to the woman’s shoulder and leading her out of the way.

“Tenya,” was all I could manage for now. “Hi.”

The girl and Tenya’s brother shared confused looks, then left us alone. Tenya stepped out onto the porch, hand immediately flying to my forehead.

“You’re cold,” he said. “What’re you doing out in this weather?”

“Can I stay here?” I asked him softly, “just for the night.”

His head tilted, eyes focusing on me. “Sure,” his hand slipped into mine before he used the other to open his door again. He pulled me in, shutting the door behind us.

“Stay here,” he told me, gesturing to the welcome mat I stood on. I looked at my feet, wet socks leaving dark wet marks on the fabric. Shit, I thought. Forgot shoes.

The woman peaked from the dining room archway. Tenya’s brother tugging on her shirt, “leave them be, mom.” He whispered. I didn’t look over at them, too embarrassed to look. Instead, I studied the inside of his home. The beautiful stairs leading to the second storey, their living room to the left of me, their dining room on my right. Bookshelves lined their walls, golden trimmed books glittering in the light of their entrance chandelier.

It wasn’t long before Tenya came back, a grey bath towel with him. He put it around my shoulders, telling me to dry off before he disappeared into the dining room. I pulled the warm towel to myself, covering my face with it in embarrassment. My legs started shaking as my thoughts wandered, tears threatening again.

I could hear light whispering from where Tenya had gone, a woman’s voice questioning, then Tenya’s voice answering. I inhaled sharply, willing my arms to move so I could dry off before he came back.

Tenya’s footsteps approached, I kept my gaze limited to the floor, my hair blocking the view of anything else, rain lightly dripping down to the mat. I felt my cheeks burning.

“Come upstairs,” his voice was calm, understanding. “You need to get out of those clothes, take a bath.”

I only nodded and let his hand grip mine, letting him guide me upstairs, turning a few corners and into his bathroom.

“I’m going to start a bath, okay?” He waited for my nod before turning on the water.”Feel this, tell me if it’s too hot.”

I stepped towards the bathtub and reached my hand into the water, “it’s good.”

He sat on the edge of the bathtub while it filled up, hand still in the stream of water to regulate the temperature.

“Do you wanna tell me why you’re here?” He asked. His voice was soft, not an ounce of annoyance or grievance coming out.

“I was kicked out,” I spoke. “No more home for me, I guess.” The light chuckle that left my lips turned to a sob and I quickly breathed deep to stop the impending breakdown from happening.

“What?” His voice now sounded slightly angry, but still filled with kindness. “Why would your parents do this?”

I didn’t say anything, still trying to hold back my tears. I only shrugged my shoulders pathetically as an answer, and he turned the tap off and stood up.

“Take a quick bath, you can use anything you’d like in here. I’ll wait outside so just knock once you’re done and I’ll bring you some clean clothes, okay?”

I nodded again, then he left. I let the tears fall from my eyes the moment the door shut. The towel fell from my shoulders and I sniffled back as I peeled the clothes off my body. Stepping into the steaming water, skin tingling as it enveloped me, I finally let myself cry. The water smelt of my favourite scent, something I assumed Tenya added while filling the tub.

I dipped down, fully submerging myself into the water and coming back up for air. I curled into a ball, arms reaching for the bottles of soaps and creams on the tub corners. I started reading what they were through blurry eyes.

Birch scented shampoo and conditioner, moisturizing body wash, shea butter body scrub. I used the scrub, rubbing it up my arms and silently crying.

I took a long bath, testing out every product on his bathtub. I heard his brother come to say goodnight to him, asking if I was okay and then leaving once Tenya told him I would be. His mother came to say goodnight with his father, asking what was wrong and asking if I would be here for breakfast tomorrow morning.

After a while, the water had turned cold and the bathroom smelt like a mix of Tenya. I reached into the tub, pulling its plug and reaching for the towel. I dried my feet off first, stepping onto the tiled floor and then rubbing the rest of my body until it was slightly dry, no longer dripping everywhere.

I walked up to the door, giving it three light taps.

“Can I come in for a moment?” Tenya’s voice came.

“Sure.”

The door handle turned and Tenya walked in, handing me a small pile of warm clothes and then leaving, closing the door shut behind him.

I dressed myself, then stepped into his hallway. He’d given me dark blue sweatpants and a matching hoodie, both too big for me. I had to pull the drawstring of his sweatpants tightly and tie them into a bow.

Tenya was waiting in the hallway, leaning against the wall dressed in his pajamas. When I stepped out he quickly turned to me, eyes landing on mine as I finally looked up at him.

“Did you eat dinner?” He asked quietly. I shook my head, no. “Follow me.” He led me down the hall and into his bedroom, which had the bedside lamp on. A mug of hot tea and bowl of soup were placed alongside the lamp, and glass of water with them. He had set up a mattress on the floor of his room, blankets and sheets fitted on it.

I started to walk towards it, but was caught by Tenya. “No, you take the bed tonight. Have some soup too, please.”

I turned to him. “Tenya, I can’t take your bed. I’ll be fine on the floor.”

“Please,” he begged. I gave in, walking to the bed and gesturing to him that he sit beside me. I sat cross legged as he handed me the bowl of soup.

“They don’t like me being a hero,” I managed in between spoonfuls of soup. “Not good enough for them.”

He looked at me. “You don’t need to explain if you don’t wish to,” he said.

“It’s okay, that’s really all they said.” I lied. My mother’s shrill scream of, “don’t bother coming back until you can say you’re done disappointing this family,” ringing in the back of my mind.

I wished I could fool him, but the look in his eye was showing his true disbelief in my lie. His face was left with a frown, teeth chewing on the inside of his lip while he thought.

“How could you not be good enough for them?” He asked quietly, but not low enough that I missed it. “You’re an excellent student, an even better hero. You save lives, and it’s not good enough for them?” His voice was starting to rise slightly, anger lacing his tone.

“Iida please,” I tried to get him to lower his voice. “It’s really not a big deal, they just don’t like heroes, that’s all.”

“A parent is supposed to be a hero, someone who uplifts their kid’s dreams and supports them.” He was at a normal voice level now, his navy eyes locking with mine. “How could they kick you out over your dreams?”

“My parents aren’t like yours,” I whispered to him, “they don’t understand, just please keep it down.” My hand found its place on his before I knew what was happening and he froze slightly, eyes flickering down to his hand before looking back up at me.

“You’re amazing,” he whispered. “Just know that. I would’ve died a million times if you hadn’t helped me.”

I smiled at him, “thank you.”

“Now please finish your soup, it’s late and if you don’t warm up you’ll catch a cold.”

"Okay."

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gyucheolslut · 6 months

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saw you were taking hard thoughts!! :D

car sex with hansol,, :’)) being too needy to even wait till you’re home and looking up at him with puppy dog eyes when you ask him to pull into a dark parking lot bc you need him right now !! and how could he say no? he’ll tease you about how impatient you’re being but he can’t help but be turned on at how desperate you are to have him inside you

not proof read ~

literally written in a car so… yk.. excuse any errors or inconsistencies!!! :)

hehe thank you for being my first request! might add onto this later~

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no because you’d be heading home from a mutual friends house, and something about vernon being all domestic and boyfriend that day has you all riled up..

the entire time you were there, you found yourself extremely distracted… chewing on your lip while staring at his as he spoke..

eyes trailing down his neck and over his body.. god, what was it about him today? you had wanted him so bad, even before you left the house.. and the smell of his cologne making it even worse on the car ride to your friends…

he had your thighs rubbing together in attempt to relieve the pressure and heat between them, but it was no use… you had to get out of there… and fast.

which that brings us to now, you squirming in your seat as he drives, not able to contain yourself any longer.. you look at him, shifting your weight to one side so you can admire his side profile, hand reaching out and resting on his knee.. a little too close to his crotch which has him immediately tensing..

“baby?” he’d chuckle “everything okay?”

you’d whine and shake your head, shifting yourself as close as possible, finding yourself angry at the existence of a middle console.

“‘sollie..” you’d exhale “i need you.. so bad..” your hand begins sliding up his thigh to the button of his jeans “what if i just..” you mumble, fumbling with the button until it pops, your fingers finding and pulling down his zipper with ease.

hansol’s eyes widen, his grip on the steering wheel tightening. he looks down at your hands in his lap and then at you for a second, before refocusing on the road. “baby.. we’re really not that far from home.. you can wait, right?” he’d hum, swallowing the lump in his throat.. seeing you like this was exhilarating for him..

you were so desperate for him that you’d be willing to pull him out and shove him down your throat for your own pleasure.

“i cant wait!” you’d whine, sounding a little more bratty and needy than you wanted to. “i’ve been wanting.. i need you, now..” you’d add emphasis to your words by gripping him through his briefs, hand now shoved down the front of his pants.

you’d look at him, palming him and rubbing your thighs together… eyes full of desperation and want..

“can we just pull over?” you look around at your options and point with your free hand, it’s a shopping plaza, the parking lot dark and abandoned as it was getting late… “how about there? we can be quick.. i just..” you whimper, feeling a little pathetic at your own words.. “please..”

hansol takes one look at you, and that’s all the convincing he needs, taking the exit to park his car in the deserted lot, forcing his seat as far back and possible and helping you into his lap.

his hands are resting on your hips, lips moving messily against yours and the expanse of your neck.. guiding your hips back and forth on his.

he helps you out of your jeans, tossing them into the back, pulling your underwear to the side as he’s beginning to feel a little impatient himself, lining up with your entrance and sinking you onto him..

he would easily pull 2, maybe even 3 orgasms out of you and your needy little cunt before spilling all over your inner thigh, stroking your hair as you hide your face in his neck, flushed and exhausted.. but something about you being so needy for him has him all worked up and he’d decide he’d like to fuck you more properly when you get home.. ~

#seventeen smut #svt smut #vernon smut #hansol smut #vernon thoughts #svt hard thoughts #svt hard hours #svt requests #moon!! 🌙#gyucheolslut asks 💌

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chromatasia · 17 days

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i’m posting clover’s I Know What You Are separate from the original post because i am. very proud of it. genuinely the best clover i’ve ever drawn and it’s for a shitpost /lh

#if you’re wondering what the original post this was on was. don’t ask! /j #undertale yellow #chroma art #🌙

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mrkis · 3 months

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i feel like hyuck is the type to pull away while kissing and see u chasing after his lips and smirk a lil. makes him lose his mind a little.

thoughts?

- 🌙

he would get you so into it at first, leaves you fucking breathless which each kiss. maybe has one hand on the back of your head, keeping your lips locked to his, biting and sucking at your bottom lip, moaning in your mouth, a mess of drool and spit idc. but then he pulls away, eyes dazed and smirking as he watches you lean forwards, chasing after his lips for another kiss, not wanting it to be over just yet and he laughs, that deep rumble in his chest as he uses his thumb to tug down on your bottom lip before leaning back in, giving you exactly what you want.

#‣ [asks]#‣ [anon]#— 🌙 anon #haechan smut #hyorny hours

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lunargrapejuice · 3 months

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new and very adorable diluc official art alert!

AHDKDJDDKDOD !!!!!! I DONT EVEN KNOW WHERE TO BEGIN- I AM LOSING MY MARBLES

#how am I supposed to be normal about this #how am I suppose to function after this!!!!#oh my god oh my god #my love my light #diluc #🌙asks

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kazooms · 1 year

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Omg Chi hiii how are you? <3

Someone saw me in their notifs JSJDJF

Hi Ada Ada <33 I'm pretty okay today, wbu? ^^

#❄ answers #🌙 asks #🌙 moots #ada <3

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leclerced · 4 months

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max would have an absolute field day if he found out his girlfriend was a virgin. i can’t tell if the man has a corruption or praise kink but he would go crazy with innocent!reader either way

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hi moonie. i spent half an hr to an hr rambling about this last night and tumblr wouldn’t post it. i wanted to cry. at work redoing it nowww

thinking ab them dating and seeing each other as often as possible, ending their nights making out until they pass out. then one day he tries to take her top off or something and she admits she’s a virgin, and that she wants to have sex w him, she’s ready! max is shocked by the revelation but tells her its no big deal if she wants to wait and they should take it slow. he’s so sweet and soft with her, not want to rush into things even though she wants to get it over with.

like imagine they were trying to watch a movie and instead are making out and dry humping on the couch, and she tells him to take her virginity right then and there. he’s rearranging them so they’re spooning and saying like, “no, not fucking you tonight. sorry baby, gonna romance you like you deserve! just go back to watching the movie.” the entire time he’s wondering how much experience she has, how many guys she’s kissed, what she knows about sex. if she’s touched herself, how often does she? can she make herself cum? has she had an orgasm? does she have sex toys or does the thought make her nervous? literally the entire movie he’s thinking about her, and forming a plan on how to corrupt/train her to be his perfect little cockwhore. he hasn’t even touched her, no one has, and she’s ready to beg for him, half the work is already done bc girlie is so touch starved and needs him sb.

he would want to take things slow and savor it, he’d praise her constantly and be so sweet but internally his mind is pure filth of all the things he wants to do to her. when he’s fingering her for the first time and she’s begging him to fuck her, he has to hold himself back from flipping her onto her stomach and filling her with his cock. he has to keep reminding himself that she’s a virgin, despite her begging for it, he knows she couldn’t handle it if he fucked her the way he wanted.

literally the entire song talk by hozier being ab having depraved fantasies ab someone while having a normal conversation with them, trying not to let them in on the fact you’re imagining them naked. its max w his innocent gf having all these dirty fantasies ab her that he has to ease her into.

#ask #🌙 anon #this is a mess sorryyy

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drunk-on-dk · 1 year

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wow my first time here for hard hours…

headempty just brothersbff!dokyeom coming over to u (and ur brothers) house for da first time to tutor ur brother cuz he’s a lil braindrad,, still unknowning of the houses’ layout,, dokyeom walks into you fingering urself and observes how ur fingers r way too short to do anything rly pleasurable n helps u like the good friend he is :(( I WANNA WRITE AB THIS SO BAD BUT WRITERS BLOCK IS SO CRAY!!!

lee..... you're kidding me.... please come here for hard hours whenever because this made my brain turn in ways that I cannot explain..... ok so I thought this would be a drabble, but I spiraled below and I HOPE YOU ENJOY (also i've been struggling with writer's block so this totally helped get my creative thoughts running again thx u)

Prompt/Pairing: Brother's Best Friend!Seokmin x fem!reader

Genre: SMUT just pure filth (minors DNI)

w/c: ~2.5k (not a DRABBLE oops)

content warnings and prompt under the cut

c/w: no pronouns, but fem bodied reader; masturbation; use of a vibrator; walking in on reader, but consent is KEY when continuing; DK has long fingers AKA pro at fingering in this

Lee Seokmin, kindly referred to as DK, a nickname coined by your idiotic brother years ago when he had first met the overly kind boy back in grade school. DK was an all-rounder, which was known very well throughout your years trailing your brother and him in school. Of course, DK was popular for his looks, overall bright attitude, humorous side, and intelligence.

The boy was an enigma throughout his entire high school career, so you had no choice but to crush on your brother’s best friend. You couldn’t help it when he’d flash you his signature smile every time he’d pick you and your brother up for school, or when he'd gift you the occasional snack on exam mornings – which, of course, would go untouched in your backpack since you cherished the sacred gift so much.

However, you were able to see him at his worst over the years, especially the clumsier and louder sides of him when he’d spend the night over at your house almost every weekend. His boisterous voice would permeate through closed doors - even when he was a few rooms away - while your brother and he would play video games until the crack of dawn. Another oddity included that time he had mistaken your toothbrush as his own for weeks on end, only admitting his fault weeks later when he had run into you in the hallway late one night, almost as if he was fearful that you’d confront him even though you had no clue.

Eventually, you grew annoyed with the boy as you got older, your high school crush no longer blinding you to the fact that he was just another one of your brother’s loud, teasing friends, even if he was damn cute. Regardless, Dokyeom still took care of you like you were his own friend, as you were close in age to your brother, and he always considered you as part of the group. He was always sure to include you in plans even if your brother didn’t, making sure you had a comfortable high school experience, and continuing to gift you snacks on exam days – even if you didn’t blush profusely like you used to.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, you had followed in your brother’s footsteps and decided to attend the same college as him, which ironically enough, DK had chosen the same college as well. The duo was still thriving more than ever even when they had found other friends in their separate majors. DK was also still roped into tutoring your brother in his classes, even though he had passed them semesters ago himself.

You had just moved in with your brother after your first year, and you two had decided to save some money and just commit to sharing an apartment a mile off campus. It was easy living with him, especially because you two had similar friend groups and could comfortably coexist. You also enjoyed the privacy it gave you, as your brother spent most of his time at his frat house even though he had his own place, typically crashing on one of his brothers’ futons every weekend.

You took advantage of this, blasting music when you’d get ready for your own nights out, or spending nights like tonight shamelessly binging a show or whatever book you were reading, eventually getting bored and pleasuring yourself in the serenity of your quiet apartment.

It was still early in the night, but, good God, you had been strung out all week. Midterms were finally coming to an end, and all you could think about was a little R&R, possibly channeling that energy through a quick orgasm.

However, it was anything but quick tonight. You had been squirming around for maybe half an hour now, a slight sheen to your flushed skin, and a vibrator pressed firmly against your clit after you decided your fingers wouldn’t suffice.

Your sheets were surely a mess at this point from how tightly you were gripping them from desperately chasing the high that your body wouldn’t grant you. Just when you thought you were close, a pathetic half-moan would leave your lips every time the building pleasure would ebb away.

You were frustrated, but you were determined. Pulling out all the tricks now, your spare hand and fingers played with your perked nipples, unable to restrain your body from arching into the bed to further press your throbbing clit against the devilish, vibrating toy.

The only thing that broke you out of your wanton fervor was a single knock at your bedroom door – which the knock was appreciated, giving you just enough time to scramble to cover yourself with a throw blanket, but whoever the intruder was waited for just a pause before throwing your door open – coming eye to eye with none other than the boisterous DK.

“Ready to study and then whoop some ass on -" DK stopped mid-sentence, jaw slack as his backpack fell to his side upon realizing this was not your brother's room. To be fair, DK had only been here once or twice since you and your brother moved apartments recently; your previous one had a roof-leak, and this place was temporary until the latter would be renovated by the end of the semester.

Surely, you both looked like deer in headlights staring at each other. DK surveyed you for a second, saucer-like eyes tracing you from head to toe, drinking in the way your chest rose and fell underneath the tiny, fluffy throw blanket that gave you some sense of decency. You could almost see the lightbulb go off in DK’s head when he realized what he had walked into, the not-so-quiet whirring of the vibrator in the background only confirming his suspicions.

“Oh my god,” he starts, internally cursing himself when his jeans begin to tighten ever so slightly around his crotch. It’s almost as if he forgot how to walk or speak, but he can’t deny that this is a fantasy he’s had one too many times. “Were you-?”

“Don’t,” you cut him off, already immensely embarrassed that he walked in on you so hot-and-bothered. It was almost comical how the vibrating sound came to a halt, awkwardly searching for the button on the toy beneath the sheet and finally successfully turning the device off. “We can just act like this never happened, my brother isn’t here since I’m assuming that’s who you were looking for, and we can just go about our night without discussing further.”

Woefully, you could almost get off to the sight of just him, maybe you’d tuck the memory of him into your arsenal to finally finish yourself off later tonight. You weren’t sure if it was the arousal that was clouding your mind from touching yourself for so long, but you swore you’d never seen his kind eyes look so dark and carnal. And fuck, he looked good as per usual, boyishly handsome in denim jeans, and a white tee hugging his biceps perfectly.

You felt even more flustered when he just continued to stare at you, not making any effort to lift the backpack at his feet, nor to exit your room when you look at him expectantly. With a groan, you run a hand over your beet-red face, about to question if he is going to leave until he speaks before you do.

“Are you just going to return to what you were doing?” His voice is strained, deeper in tone than his typically chirpy sound.

You stare back at him dumbly, readjusting the blanket around your body so you can sit comfortably on the side of your bed. “M-Maybe, why does it matter to you? Like I said, we can just forget about this.”

He does the opposite of what you’d expect, rather than leaving your room he takes a step towards you. The heat burns in your belly even more, your body reacting and tingling each step he takes closer towards you.

“How long have you been alone in here?” It’s so out of character how hazy and stormy his eyes become, how husky his voice sounds, and how you feel your increasing heartbeat at your core when you realize just how big and tall he is.

“U-um,” you squeak out, shriveling in his presence, unsure of where all his confidence came from as he continues to eye you down. Maybe it’s the nerves, but you begin to spill out details of the frustrating night you’ve had thus far. “It’s been a long week DK - I just needed to unwind. My damn fingers won’t get the job done, so I’m using this stupid toy. This is pathetic and embarrassing, and why are you getting so close to me?”

“Can you show me?” He asks almost innocently, voice soft and tempting as he kneels in front of where you’re sitting on the bed. He repeats himself when you fail to stutter out a response. “Can you show me how you were using your fingers?”

You feel like you’re in a trance, heart, and body reacting before your sensible mind can stop you. This is a bad idea, you should just say no and kick him out, but the way his eyes remained locked on yours as you slowly nod is enough to encourage you to drop the blanket wrapped around you. Screw it, even as much as you'd like to say your crush on him faded, it never really did.

He lets out a strained sigh when you reveal your body to him, the only thing covering you is the flimsy tank top that’s bunched at your waist, only indicating further how desperate you had been.

“Are you OK with showing me?”

“Y-yes,” you gasp out, gradually opening your legs for him to see your most intimate self, evidence of an impending orgasm clear from the sight of your swollen clit and wet thighs from your dripping slit. The whimper that escapes his lips makes your eyes roll back, fingers absentmindedly tracing over your folds and making you whimper with him.

“You’re so wet, sweetheart,” he’s whispers as he intently watches the pad of your thumb rub at your clit, “Such small hands and little fingers, no wonder you’ve been touching yourself for so long.”

You buck your hips upwards when you finally let your pointer and middle fingers glide in between your folds, carefully pumping the two in and out of yourself and biting back a moan when DK leans even closer towards your core.

“It’s not enough,” your voice is breathy as you pout, grinding your hips into the palm of your hand as your fingers do a not-so-satisfactory job. You’re falling back now, wrapped up in your arousal once again as your head hits the pillowy mattress beneath you.

“Of course, it’s not,” DK coos, standing up to tower above where you now lay, one knee finding real estate between your legs as you so urgently keen into your hand. “You can fit another finger inside of you, maybe that will help.”

You listen to him, fitting a third finger inside of you, yet they don’t reach deep enough to provide you enough pleasure.

“Oh,” he almost sounds patronizing, “they’re too short, aren’t they?”

You’d almost think he was messing with you if it wasn’t for the way his breathing picked up when you let out a desperate cry, a rough groan bubbling from his chest when your thighs tightened around his own leg slotted between yours.

“Yeah, t-they are,” you cry out, trying your hardest to not shift down the bed and start grinding against his leg.

“Can I help?”

“God, I thought you’d never ask. P-Please.”

Just like that, DK’s deft fingers are at your core, long digits running between your folds to collect your slick before teasingly probing at your center.

“I said please,” you moan out, practically begging as your hips chase his hand when he continues to pump just the tips of his fingers tauntingly and shallowly inside of you.

He almost growls when his fingers fill you completely, the way your walls sucked him in was enough to have him wanting more. In order to get closer to you, DK collapses next to you, one thigh still slotted between your legs and his free arm propping him up above where your heated chest rises with each needy breath.

“You take my fingers so well, sweetheart,” he whines out, unable to stop himself from pressing his lips against your neck especially when your body is arching against his with each pump of his fingers inside you. “Can’t believe you're still this tight after playing with yourself for so long.”

Your own hands are desperately gripping his arms, nails digging into the firm muscles as he trails hot kisses across your neck and chest. Your body shakes in need when he hits a spot deep inside of you, pressing against that spongey spot that has your thighs tensing up with each expert curl of his long fingers.

You know you’re babbling at this point, something about how good he’s making you feel, something about how hot he is, something about how you’ll need his fingers all the time now.

This only eggs DK on, his supporting arm shaking as he sets a brutal pace, fingers pumping in and out and each ministration feeling delicious against your walls. You let out a scream when his thumb encounters your clit, making him press even closer against you to hold your needy hips down as he fingers you so perfectly.

You’ve been encapsulated by him at this point, everything about him is big and tall and long, and your mind goes a bit haywire wondering if that applied to really everything, the obvious bulge contained by his jeans only making your mind wander to dirtier places.

“Is this enough, sweetheart?” His lips are pressed into your neck, teeth nipping gently at the shell of your ear as he desires to hear some more praise and feedback from you.

“God,” you moan out, thighs shaking as his thumb rolls in circles over your clit, chest pressing against his as he smiles against your ear. This isn’t enough – actually – you want all of him. But yet it is, the world around you begins to spin as you feel your impending release finally bursting inside of you. “Fuck, this is more than enough. God, I’m g-gonna finish.”

“Finish, sweetheart, use my fingers.”

You’ve never come so hard from just fingers, not even with past lovers, but DK’s long fingers have your walls spasming and tightening around them, hips finally falling still as you gush around the digits. You feel euphoric, your release washing over your body as you come to.

You thought maybe your post-orgasm clarity would snap you back into reality, reminding you that you just had the best fingering of your life from your brother’s best friend, making the situation awkward and panicking upon realization, but you do exactly the opposite.

“Do you need help now, DK?”

#seventeen smut #svt smut #svthub #lee seokmin smut #dokyeom smut #dk smut #lee dokyeom smut #seokmin smut #thank you lee <3 ily for this #asks 🌙#lovely moots 💫

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gyucheolslut · 6 months

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wonu gaming on his handheld switch but you want physical affection so you plant yourself in his lap <33 you’re straddling him, chest to chest, with his arms wrapped around you and his head resting on your shoulder so he can still see his screen. he’s probably playing something cozy like acnh and asking you about your day while you nuzzle your face into his neck :’))

no because sitting in wonu’s lap, head resting on his shoulder, face buried into his neck while you play with the hair at his nape.. nose rubbing against his skin, inhaling deeply so the smell of his cologne and laundry detergent fill your nose.. such a comforting scent..

his chin perched softly on your shoulder as he continues playing his games!!! just holding you!!! i’m sad!!!

he would ask about your day, hand coming to rub the small of your back, just underneath your shirt, whenever his game was on a loading screen,,,

humming in acknowledgment to whatever you have to say, replying with full interest whenever there was room for him to speak..

listening so attentively even if he isn’t looking directly at you… he’s such a good listener… always makes you feel so seen, so heard,,, so comfortable,,, :(

i’d do anything to be in his arms just once!! just one time!!!!!! </3

#wonwoo soft thoughts #wonwoo soft hours #wonwoo x reader #wonwoo fluff #seventeen x reader #svt x reader #svt soft hours #wonwoo is so extremely boyfriend coded !!#seventeen fluff #svt fluff #wonu fluff #gyucheolslut asks 💌#moon!! 🌙#suki.. the smaller text is such a move and so much softer on the eyes.. big brain

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dxckgrxsonx · 1 year

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Jason overstimulating himself inside you to the point hes whimpering and shuddering n you just keep milking him 😮‍💨 - 🌙

where is my vibe??? where the fuck is my vibe???

He’s panting and whining, unsure of if he wants to buck up into your tight pussy or flinch away. The pleasure slots halfway into pain and Jason feels his head swim, feels every thought shatter like spun glass. There’s a knowing look on your face, you’re smug with it. You look like you know his deepest, darkest secrets and he wants to shy away, wants to wither under your stare.

“You can’t run from me, Jay.” You say, voice breathless, hips slowing to a soft grind. “I wanna come on your cock again, won’t you let me squeeze at your pretty cock?”

“Baby–I can’t. S’too sensitive…I can’t take it, please.”

Lifting your hips you bounce on his cock and Jason wants to tear out of his skin, wants to fuck up into your perfect cunt and come again. But he can’t and it hurts and you’re not stopping. You keep tightening around him and Jason feels tears spring to his eyes.

“S’too much.” He whimpers, body jerking and shaking underneath you. “Baby, please, please, please. I can’t.”

“Yes you can.” You insist, slamming your hips down and engulfing his cock in your slick hole. “You can take it, sweetheart. You’re my good boy. And I think my good boy wants to feel me come on his cock again.”

His back arches when you start rubbing at your clit, the swollen little nub twitching and throbbing and having you clamping down around him like a slick fist. You’ve had him coming inside you twice already and each time you’ve shuddered and gushed around him, leaking a mixture of his come and your own.

“M’gonna come again, baby.” You moan, pace faltering. “You want me to come again, don’t you?”

His body cries out for you to stop, overstimulation hooking into the sensitive nerves of his struggling cock. He whimpers and sobs softly, voice cracking in his throat. You coo gently when he reaches out for you desperately, hands pawing at your waist, your chest.

“Oh, Jason.” You whisper, and he feels tears stream down his cheeks. “It’s okay, just one more, okay? Just want you to tell me to come for you once more then we can cuddle.”

He doesn’t know how you manage it. How you can hijack his entire nervous system with a few soft words, how you can turn his own body against itself. Your hips don’t stop moving and your pussy is milking him for all he’s worth but he shudders and begs you with a raw, cracked voice to come again.

“Please.” He tries, leaning up to bury his face into your neck. “Please come on my cock, baby. Wanna feel you milk me again. Want to feel you squeeze me when you come.”

“Good boy, Jay.” You praise, and his hips twitch, shoving his overstimulated cock deeper. “I knew you wanted me to come again. I knew you wanted me to milk your poor cock.”

#i am going directly to bed #my brain has ceased to function #jason todd x reader #jason todd x reader smut #jason todd x you #jason todd x you smut #jason todd smut #ella writes #asks #answered #🌙 anon #i love u for sending this!#marry me right now

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hyunsvngs · 1 month

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hi frennn I can’t stop thinking abt reader and jisung dry humping while making out and both needing and pee so y’all just piss on each other while kissinggg!!!! 😵‍💫😖‼️ this sounds very hawt to me so I jus wanted to share with youuuu<3 also you awakened a hidden piss kink within me lmaoo😭 ty😘

🌙anon

i’m stoned but this has been sitting in my askbox and now this feels like the fucking time.

“i- mm, sung, sung-ah, kiss me,” you whine, hips drilling upwards into his. it’s messy and you’re so wet you’ve leaked through your panties by now, on your second or third orgasm since you’ve started clumsily rutting your hips together like horny virgins. it always gets like this when he gets back from tour - you get too het up while he’s gone and he gets even worse.

his lips messily drag from your neck to kiss you, and his tongue swirls around yours. jisung’s drooling, you realise, and he’s started to release those throaty whines you love. he attempts to keep up the pace of his hips but he can’t, too desperate for your mouth, so you suck on his tongue until you’re satisfied and let him kick his rhythm up again.

“my baby’s pussy’s so wet,” he coos, hands moving to your hips. he’s essentially pinning you down to grind against you but it doesn’t work - you wriggle and writhe while he speaks filth in that slurred voice. “i c-can - fuck, baby, stay still, lemme- fuck, i can feel how wet you f-fucking are, baby.”

“yeah, m’ wet, jisungie, fuck!” you whine, clit throbbing dully, and jisung’s hips halt against yours again. you want to kick your feet and throw a tantrum, but suddenly he’s looking at you, dark eyes pleading.

“i gotta piss,” he mumbles, nose brushing against yours. his cock is hard against your pussy and you realise he’s probably finished already too, with how wet they are on the front, but he still wriggles desperately between your thighs. you don’t even realise what he’s said, cheeks flushed, and he huffs out a laugh. “i g’ta piss, like, now. i’ll go-“

your legs wrap around that slim waist before he can move an inch. “no! no, jisungie, here, here, do it here, and-“

his eyes widen, but he’s nodding, his hips kicking up slowly. “h-here? fuck, fuck, yeah! baby, baby, you’ll let me? fuck, let me piss here, baby, please.”

and you nod, whining. jisung’s still nodding and you see his jaw clench as he lets go. his own head ducks down to watch it spread through your sleep shorts, his boxers positively drenched in it, and he huffs out a moan. when his hand moves down to wrap around his dick, just barely pumping it a few times while he pisses, you think you might cum from the sight alone.

when he’s done his knees slide in it in his haste to get back to you. jisung keens when his cock makes contact with your cunt again - through fabric still, but now so wet it doesn’t matter, the slide so slick it has you seeing stars.

“f-fuck! fuck, yeah baby, this is so- so fuckin’ hot, shit,” he huffs, and you giggle, nodding deliriously. “it’s- it’s like i’m markin’ you as m-mine, baby, all mine.”

#juno’s asks ♡#🌙 anon 💌#asks: jisung #PISS!

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