that pull out game post you reblogged 😵💫 if you ever expanded upon that with cheol or gyu I would just 🧎🏻♀️🧎🏻♀️
for those late to the party, lovely anon means this reblog.
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but naw me too fr anon. im trying to write and it isn’t working so let’s play with some headcanons shall we.
I think I’ve established how Seungcheol has a god complex and control freak issues here. That would definitely translate to this aspect of sleeping with him.
Especially with how possessive he can get. For him, it’s more than just enjoying a good old fashioned creampie. While he does love how good your pussy looks stuffed full of his cum. It’s more than that, it’s laying claim to what is his.
You are his. And his only.
“It’s alright, baby,” he’d grunt out, growing increasingly closer to his release with every cry that falls from your lips. He loves the way you beg, he’s the one who gets to decide how your body reacts to him. “This is what you’re made for, taking every last bit of me.”
“Sshh,” he coos, pressing the most deceivingly sweet kisses along your hairline. “Feel the way you’re tightening around me? You want this just as much. Wanna have my baby, mhm?”
He has you cum multiple times on his cock before he’s finally spilling inside of you. “See, you wanted it so bad, baby. Gonna look so pretty all swollen for me.”
It’s just another way to keep you under his thumb. Another way to control you and keep each other in each others lives.
Meanwhile . . .
Mingyu is very very very purely primal. It’s all about marking, it’s all about how frenzied he gets from the way you struggle and beg him to at least pull out. Mingyu feeds completely off the energy around him, the more you get emotional the more it gets him off. With every tear, every plea and sob as you writhe beneath him.
He's a beast intent on devouring you whole, marking, claiming, sinking his teeth into you. Mingyu is polar opposite to the way he presents himself on a daily basis, the inviting smiles and silly jokes. He's rabid as he tears into you.
One of his favorite things is to tear your clothes from you, leaving them in tatters upon the floor. Unlike Seungcheol, he enjoys taking you any and everywhere-- where Seungcheol can be a bit pickier about the time and place, circumstances— everything has a reason. Mingyu doesn't care. When the hunger strikes, he's pinning you in place before you can blink.
"Fuck, keep crying just like that-- Fuck, yeah, just like that, so close," he's sinking his teeth into the juncture of your neck and shoulder.
"Look so good like this," his voice gravelly, moans pitching and heady as his powerful hips slam against you mercilessly.
"Gonna look even better with your tits leaking," his pace picking up as his own words push him further into a carnal and feverish fit. "Full of me and what's mine."
idk something like that. what do i know.
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what do you think about jeonghan making you hump his boot, earn your orgasm with no help on his side. just your tears and his condescending dirty talk keeping you going 🫠🫠
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loving this visual, anon.
Hands down, I swear, he's the biggest sadomasochist. (Might be why I enjoy writing him so much...)
"Must you be so fucking noisy," he sighs exaggeratedly, only turning his attention to you to shove a handkerchief in your mouth. Which only muffles your sniveling noises, having to hold back a scoff at how utterly depraved you look.
Eyes burning red, an unending stream of tears staining your cheeks along with your mascara, that obnoxious mouth of yours stuffed with his handkerchief was the cherry on top. Knowing full well you're so fucking noisy when you're this desperate, that the cloth really doesn't do anything but slightly mute your whines and cries.
"God, look at you, stupid little thing making a fucking mess of my boot," his voice is melodic, akin to visions of deep sea sirens luring unsuspecting victims to their doom. You're whimpering around cotton and he flat out laughs at the way your features pinch together.
"You love this don't you, god, you really do," he's flashing his teeth, "You like being talked down to like this? Like the pathetic little thing you are."
"Needy," the corners of his lips curling upwards as he's beaming smugly down at you.
"Aren't you?" he raises a brow, peering at you over the rim of his wine glass as he takes another sip of the burgundy liquid.
You're fumbling with the fabric in your mouth, only able to groan out around it to voice your reply he was so clearly expecting. A pitched moan following with another desperate grind of your hips against darkened leather.
"What was that, baby?" He quirks his head, feigning concern before that devilishly self-satisfied look is once more upon his angelic visage.
"Oh, that's right," he's snickering, a fond look in his eye as he beholds the mess that you are at his feet. "That filthy fucking mouth of yours is too busy, huh?"
Needless to say, he has you do this until he grows bored or too hard to not have you dumb on his cock. All while you're mind fucked to hell.
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