#lee know thots

[lix-ables]

Skz when their s/o loves leaving stratches on their back during intercourse, how would they react to that?

WAIT I GOT TO THIS SO SO LATE AAAAAAAAA (screaming for this and for answering late omg) but oml lemme tell you come hither UGH !!

bf!skz love showering you with attention in any which way that they can, because thats literally what they want to do, especially during sex.

𓋼 CHAN, LINO, CHANGBIN, HAN+INNIE : at first it would widen their eyes, mostly in a good way. they wouldn't expect you to be primal/leaving scratches/lightly bite them in bed, but they would think it so so hot. im taking they have stars in their eyes, pussy drunk most of the time, and have nothing in their heads except you.

"fuck, do that again baby," would come their reply, a grunt leaving them as they thrust into you. or maybe like, let's say you're riding their thigh/they're eating you out so good, your hands are either scratching down their back, clinging onto their shoulders or tugging on their hair — mostly the first one though.

"guess someone likes it when i do this hm?" expect TEASING !! loads! of! it! ( tagging @mnwrld @comet-falls AND @chriscentric for this bc ✨suffer✨ )

𓋼 HYUNJIN, FELIX, SEUNGMIN : would be surprised by it, but would actually like it nonetheless. it's you ofc, how could they say no. wouldn't be the type to ask you to do it again, but a shiver FOSHO travels down their spine and make their dicks twitch because it's so so hot. omg they'd tease you about it the next day, showing you the pinkish marks on their backs. "look at what you did. someone's gonna think you're an animal," would come their reply, walking behind you, asking you to maybe try it once again. "i mean you are, in bed. but i love it."

#💌 — mail #( hard thots — 🍒 . ) #stray kids imagines #stray kids smut #skz hard hours #stray kids scenarios #bang chan x reader #lee know x reader #changbin x reader #hyunjin x reader #han jisung x reader #lee felix x reader #seungmin x reader #yang jeongin x reader

[jealusty--movedaccounts]

Minho-Slutty-Era™

#the thots are not respectful #not even a tad #minho #lee know #stray kids #skz

[chvnnie]

Thoughts on a boxing match with min/chan where you ask them to teach you and you end up manhandled to the floor and floored

the way i stopped breathing—

SMUT — MINORS DNI

“You throw shitty punches.”

“You’re a shitty teacher.”

“Oh? Is that why you asked me to train you?”

You drop your fists, face twisting in annoyance as you glare at your friend. There’s a smug smile on his face, one that you were fully expecting. Minho finds far too much enjoyment in your struggles.

“I actually asked Chan.” You say, tugging the gloves off and letting them hit the floor. They bounce a bit, rolling to the edge of the ring. “You inserted yourself into this.”

“Trust me, you much rather have me train you than him.” Minho, who opted for gauze instead of gloves, starts to unravel it. Though he called you weak, his hands are glowing red. A little swollen. Good, you hope it fucking hurts. “Just because he has more muscles doesn’t mean he’s better at fighting.”

You’ve walked towards a corner of the ring, picking you water bottle up off a stool. “What, and you are?” You ask following a long drink, holding it out to offer him some.

God, you hate how cocky he can be. Menacing smile, playfully evil eyes as he takes the bottle from you. As he drinks, he’s sure to make eye contact with you. Raise his brows a bit. You scoff in disgust and look away, acting like the bobbing of his Adam’s apple isn’t making you uncomfortably warm.

“Mhm.” He caps the bottle, returns it to its home on the stool. “Chan might be stronger, but I’m faster.”

You can’t help the laugh of disbelief you give. This can’t be serious. What is this shit? “Sure, Min, whatever helps you cope—“

“I’m not joking.” He’s so serious, it’s almost chilling. The playful expression he had is gone, replaced with his normal, almost cold one. The laugher is gone, replaced with a shiver you try to hide. “He’s bigger, which means he’s slower. To swing, to move, even to react. By the time he’s ready to land a blow, I’m already out of range.”

“You’re full of shit.”

Minho shrugs, and you think that’s the end of it. What time is it? It feels like you’ve been here forever. As you turn your head to look for the clock, you see something in the corner of your eye. Sharp reflexes have you ducking, narrowly missing your friend’s punch.

“What the fuck?” You shout, popping back up in anger.

There’s that aggravating smile. “See. Have to be quick.”

This. This is exactly why you asked Chan and not Minho. Blood boiling, you snatch your gloves off the ground. His eyes are on you the entire time, fire dancing in his eyes at your reaction. Once they’re secure, you swing.

And miss. Light on his feet, he bounces back. Just out of reach. Another one, another dodge. He laughs this time, avoiding each punch with a hit.

“Faster, come on!” Minho coaches. “You’re so close—“

“Shut up!” You snap, chest heaving as you begin this dance around the ring.

Punch. Duck. Swing. Miss. The fucking rabbit narrowly avoiding your shot every single time. As irritating as it is, you’re starting to become more confident. Your aim is better, there’s more force behind each blow.

You hate the smile he gives you. One of pride. One that makes your heart start to skip beats.

Oh, you’re fucking over it.

You lunge towards him, determined to put an end to this grueling and annoying session. Before you can even raise a fist, he hooks his foot around one of your legs. Suddenly, you’re on your back, groaning as stars dance on the ceiling on the gym.

Minho has you perfectly pinned to the ground; you can’t even squirm. Strong legs locked with yours, hands on your wrists and keeping them to your sides.

The smug smirk is back, and he’s leaning in. Nose close to yours, warm, minty breath fanning across your face.

“Still think I’m full of shit now?”

Stars begin to fall, yellow, white, and a soft pink as they land in the tight space in between your bodies. Some of them are cool, like the low octave of his voice. Some are warm, complimenting the fire in your belly. The gravity they bring has a pulling sensation. Follow the light, let it show you how it shines.

You have nothing to say, blinking up at your friend. His body has never been this close to yours, strong thigh perfectly wedged between your legs. It seems like he’s aware of this; the stars are beginning to dim as he gets closer, burning. Ready to explode when the tips of your noses meet. Lips hovering—

The metal door makes a loud door when it’s shut, scaring the pretty lights away. They spin back up to the ceiling, gone as quickly as they appeared. Minho gives an annoyed grunt, snapping his head to see who crashed this closed practice.

Chan stands near the door, gym bag in hand. His grey, cutoff gym shirt is drenched in sweat, obviously coming from his own workout. With a raised brow, he laughs.

“Am I interrupting something?”

The question snaps you out of the haze, gloved fists banging against Minho’s chest. Grunting, trying harder to escape his hold. If the others get wind of the compromising position, you’ll never live it down.

“Fucking move, you cunt—“

“You did.”

The gloves hit the mat with a thud, staring at Minho in complete shock. What the fuck is he doing? Whatever was sparkling is long gone, way out of reach now. Ruined by Chan. It should be left to fizzle away, never to be spoken of again.

With a laugh, he drops his bag, walking up to the ring. “Apologies, I thought we were training.”

You don’t like the look Minho gives you before he sits up, a small but evil grin on his face as he looks at his friend.

“We are.”

It takes him only a second to flip you onto your stomach. Before you can do much as protest, Chan is kneeling in front of you. A hand clasped over your mouth.

He clicks his tongue. “Didn’t you want our help?”

The braids you had so painstakingly put in this morning are untangled with little care. Chan has a rough grip on your hair, keeping your nose flush to his hipbone. Though you gag, cry, drool, he doesn’t move. Staring down at you with dark eyes and parted lips.

With a tap to his thigh, you could end this. Make him release you, and the three of you will leave. Never to speak of this again.

But the weight of his cock on your tongue is almost as heavenly as the one buried deep in your cunt.

Minho moves his hips in an agonizing motion. Hands on your ass, he kneads the flesh. Teases you other hole, thumb just barely inside. The tip of him nudges your walls deeper than anyway has, fluttering and clenching as the new feeling brings the stars back to earth.

Slowly, Chan pulls you off his cock. He thinks it’s precious how you cough, chest heaving as you try to catch your breath.

“Aww, poor thing.” A thumb collects the mix of spit and precum on your chin, pushing it back into your mouth. Quickly, you work around the digit just as you had with his cock. “Not used to this much attention at once?”

Your glassy eyes blink up at him, hardly processing the question. What the fuck is wrong with you? Why can’t you think? Where are the words that are spinning in your hallow mind, refusing to leave?

Minho laughs at his friend’s question, thrusting into you hard enough to make you unsteady. You slip, sweaty hands unable to hold you up.

“Of course not, hyung.” The way he smacks you makes your entire body sting, cries aching along with the sound of it. “Think about who you’re talking to. She’s too much of a good girl.”

You hate the way he speaks to you. You hate the way you love it, clinching and whining at the insult.

Chan smiles fondly at you, pulling his thumb from your mouth and quickly replacing it with his cock again. He guides you, setting the tempo himself while you work your tongue around it.

“Maybe with some training,” he tilts your head. Making sure you’re looking right at him. “You can be our good girl.”

#skz smut #stray kids smut #bang chan smut #chan smut #lee know smut #lee minho smut #minho smut #chvnnie thots

[gimmeurtmi]

🫧: 🐰 and 🐶 for stays birthday 🎂

#min bubble #minnie bubble #stray kids #kim seungmin #seungmin #lee know #lee minho #my beauties <3 #the mark on his neck im having many thots #2min

[lyramundana]

minsung: tits or ass guys?

I know this will come off as a surprise, but I believe Jisung is the ass guy, while Minho is the tits one.

Slapping someone's ass is a sign of playful affection for Minho, but what really gets him are boobies. Tits. Male or female, doesn't matter. He just wants to bury his face there and play with the nipples. Or just fall asleep there.

Jisung loves boobs too, but some good ass makes him go mad. He wants to bite it, scratch it, spank it, lay his face on it. Everything. Tight jeans are his worst enemy (and best fantasy). He's the type to always sneak a hand on pocket jeans as an excuse to grab ass

My lovelies: @channieandhisgoonsquad @2chopsticks2eyes @moonlightndaydreams @skzms @hanjisunglover @queenmea604 @hanjibug @thightswideforhanin @noellllslut @stayconnecteed @linlinaert @bangtanmix73 @roseykat

#sorry i only speak the truth #anon asks #minsung thots #minsung x reader #minsung #minsung hard thoughts #lee know hard thoughts #han jisung hard thoughts #skz hard thoughts #skz imagine

[becca-e-barnes]

I'm not really feeling like myself today so I'm gonna indulge myself a little.

I don't remember the last time I talked about anal on here but more specifically, I'm imagining Lee and his little innocent wife again (I know you've all missed Lee as much as I have 🥵)

I think anal would be something she wouldn't often ask for because I always imagine she's quite shy about asking for what she wants but anal becomes one of their mutual favourites very quickly.

The way Lee would dote on you before anal just makes me melt. He's not nearly as reckless and rough. It's all gentle praises and soft kisses, trailing his thick fingers against your soaked sex until they're well enough coated in your arousal that he can slide two into your ass.

He'd be so mesmerised by the way you enjoy it; watching the sweet, innocent woman he married begin to explore her own sexuality and slowly start to indulge in fantasies she'd never admitted to anyone else just does it for him.

Lee's not a stranger to toys in the bedroom but nothing makes him hard like the memory of the first evening he came home from work to his wife, a couple of days after he'd got you a cute little princess plug.

He's usually greeted with a brief kiss when he comes in the door but that night, you couldn't tear your mouth off his if you tried. He tastes faintly of the toffees he keeps in the car but his mouth is so warm and distinctly his, it's addictive.

"What's gotten into you, sweetie?" You've pressed yourself flush against his body, standing on your tiptoes to kiss him while your fingers hook his belt loops, pulling him closer.

" 'm sorry. I need you." You've been worked up all day, imagining how your husband will touch you when he gets home and now he's here, you don't want to wait. The dinner can burn for all you care.

You notice how warm his hands are as they shift from your waist, reaching down to squeeze your ass and when you whimper against his mouth, it all clicks for him.

"Livin' room, sweetheart." That's exactly where he wants to be right now, instead of cramped in your tiny little hallway and when you don't make a move, he scoops you up and carries you there before sitting down in his armchair.

"Turn around. Bend over." They're clear instructions. Your feet are planted between his as you follow his lead. He pulls the skirt of your dress up and your underwear down your legs.

"God, do y'have any idea how wet you are?" The sparkling end of the plug sits neatly between the cheeks of your ass but it's hard to miss the way your slick arousal seems to almost glisten on your skin in the dim lighting.

Your breath catches in your throat feeling your husband trail his thick fingers from your neglected clit, back to tease your soaked entrance. Your body resists him pressing into you though. Having one hole filled at a time is more than enough for you for now.

"Thought I'd try it this mornin'. Slipped it in before I started the cleaning." You might feel embarrassed at how exposed you are if you weren't so turned on. "Couldn't even think straight by noon."

"Such a good girl for me. Shoulda called, honey. I'd have come straight home" He taps the base of the plug rhythmically and even that's enough to make you squirm. With his other hand, he's palming his own cock through his work trousers but that's not his main focus in that moment.

"Let me take the edge off for you. I'll take real good care of you after dinner, how does that sound?" His fingers circle your clit with the kind of ease that only comes with practice while he taps the base of the plug with the fingers of his other hand. Your body flutters around the metal inside you, offering a pleasant reminder of how full you feel and you're quite sure nothing will compare to the evening you have ahead of you.

#becca's thots #becca writes spice #lee bodecker smut #lee bodecker x reader #lee bodecker x reader smut #idk the whole innocent wife who's secretly as filthy as he is suits lee's character so well #I'm so convinced hormonal bc is the root of all evil #there was no good time for me to take a week off it so I've been taking it for like 3 months straight #and now I'm stopping for a week and I just know this is gonna kick my ass #everything I tried to write today was so sad #the dialogue all had a weird gravity that I didn't like #I'm working in my second job all this week though #so I'll get to reschedule my mortgage appointment #I've found an adorable little house that I really love #it's been totally renovated and it has a cute little back garden #I'd get my little vegetable plot 🥺 #Belle would still be able to watch the birds out the living room window

[urhoneycombwitch]

I think the reason why husky!neighbor!eddie appeals to me so much is… living across the hall from one’s lover/partner means you have two places 🤩🤩🤩

like booo we’re fighting? I’m going to MY place and making MY dinner and I hope the smells make you jealous. wait actually I’m sad come over 😔 oops good morning we fell asleep at your place bc we had sex on your (arguably better) mattress but my place has the freshest milk for bfast… brb

like lots of room for casual intimacy too 👥 something something sharing a space with someone is the height of love etc

#eddie munson #e.m. thots from lu #eddie munson x reader #husky!neighbor!eddie #I just think he’s neat 🤩 #or maybe this is giving eldest sibling of divorced parents idk #let me know #*Brennan Lee Mulligan voice* GET in the COMMENTS

[agippangs]

i need to be sedated bc tell me why i thought it was a riding crop, not an arrow FJSKGKSKFKSKDKD

#lee know #lee minho #minho with riding crop 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 #kinktober thots are being thunk ! #izz speaks

[nlghtbabe]

I wonder if tommy lee jones would sanction my buffoonery

#if you know what i mean #i dont even know what i mean #scotts thots #tommy lee jones #jim carrey #batman

[noonaracha]

I got my limited signed album today but I have no idea who signed the postcard 😅

Pic below

#stray kids #thots #my guess is Lee Know

[lix-ables]

HEYAA!☆ i have a request id love to share,you know how lee know makes that mmm! sound when he eats something good? 🤭 so what about lee know making that mmm! sound when he tastes your pussy when you let him eat you out for the first time 🫨

oh??? i see it ??? sorry i got to this so late, but now im having thoughts like [ MDNI !! SMUT includes pussy drunk ! minho, mentions of tit-fucking, slightly perv ! minho, mentions of edging + overstim. ] also, i just got ,, carried away sorry eep

best friend ! minho offers to help you orgasm because you once confide in him that your fingers weren't just enough. he's thinking about getting to your apartment, getting on his knees for you while you're spreading your legs for him. your fingers digging into the sides of the couch, and he knew that if it was him right there, he'd tease you – one lick and the thoughts that got him hard every night would flash before him, one lick and the same 'mmm!' sound leaving his throat as he puts his hands around your thighs.

best friend ! minho who hits the right spots when he's buried inside you, his fingers curling into you as he leans in closer to place kisses to your skin. he doesn't care about whether this is going to ruin your friendship with him – as long as he gets to help you and ofc taste you, at least once in this way

best friend ! minho lets you cum repeatedly, just for him to stop in between, telling you to hold it in, promising that he would help you out.

best friend ! minho who has thoughts about you every night, thinking about how you'd feel under him. that day he saw you wear an oversized shirt, the material falling off your left shoulder, exposing your skin and the strap of whatever you wore - he hoped it was the whole lingerie set, the one that he came with you to the store, and stood there awkwardly as you changed in the dressing room. he wanted to slide his dick between your tits till he came all over your chest, your eyes looking at him, like it was burning into his soul. he wanted that.

#💌 — mail #anonymousse #( hard thots — 🍒 . ) #( i swear to god i wanna write best friend ! minho now THE AMOUNT OF DRAFTS - ) #stray kids smut #skz smut #lee know x reader #skz lee know smut #lee know smut

[silentcryracha]

❍ ‗ Big Boy (L. Minho) ‗ ❍

Pairing : f reader x Minho

Summary : You see your boyfriend shirtless for the first time in a while and realize he got buff in the meantime

Genre/warnings : pure smut (kinda soft bc I can't help myself), 18 + ONLY, unprotected sex, m oral receiving, reader is called kitty a few times (not big on the term but by now it's Minho's, just replace it with baby if you feel like it)

Word count : 1.5k

A/n : Inspired by this set of gifs because I'm actually on the floor as we speak, no thots just drool

ps: There could be errors. Do NOT repost on other socials. Leave feedback if you feel like it, otherwise enjoy! ♡︎

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The bathroom was completely steamed up as you entered, making you huff slightly.

"It's so hot in here" you said, then immediately stopping in your tracks as you took in the image of your boyfriend.

He was quietly standing in front of the full length mirror, only wearing a towel around his hips as he dried his hair with the hairdryer. He noticed you come in thanks to the reflection, turning off the noise and looking back at you.

"What was that?" his tone calm and casual, as if he wasn't looking like a literal marble sculpture come to life. You rested your hands on your hips, borderline annoyed at the fact that somehow you missed your boyfriend changing so much.

"When the hell did you get so buff?" Minho couldn't help but smirk at your words, slowly putting away the hairdryer to give you his full attention.

"Don't know, since I started working again with the PT, I guess." he spoke, walking closer like a cat that was about to catch his prey.

"You must've exploded in the last couple of weeks because there's no way that I didn't notice, with all the times that we've seen each other naked" you raised you eyebrows, placing your hands on his chest.

Minho's sly expression didn't falter, if anything became even more mischievous as your hands started to roam from his upper chest, to his shoulders, biceps.

"To be fair we were a bit too busy fucking to clearly take each other in. I've been so busy lately that we didn't even manage to take a shower together." his tone was so casual even saying the most dirty things sometimes that it made you blush.

"Whatever the reason, I won't let you out of my sight again, Lee Minho" your eyes looking up at him flirtatiously, while your hands slowly made their way lower towards his tummy. He sustained your gaze, his brown eyes intense as ever.

"How do I know that my kitten will not overlook me again?" the condescension in his voice instantly shifted the mood, sending shivers of excitement down your spine.

You decided to play his game, sliding lower and lower until you were kneeling on the ground. Hands on his hips, just lightly gripping the hem of the towel that was holding on for deal life to his shower-clean body.

"I'm so sorry. Will you let me make it up to my baby?" Your eyes still fixed on each other as you spoke. You waited for his spoken permission, even though the growing tent underneath the towel fabric was enough of an answer.

"I'll decide later. Wanna see how sorry you are, first" his cherry red hair fell a little on his eyes as his head was bent down, which made his gaze even darker somehow.

"I'll try my very best" the towel finally dropped to the ground with just a little tug from your fingers, revealing his hard cock. His abs tightened for a second as you took him into both of your hands, starting to move them up and down slowly but firmly, making it hard for Minho to not choke on air.

He tried to hide the noise by clearing his throat, simultaneously placing his right hand on your head, without forcing it, but merely resting there. You took it as a sign to take a step further, opening your mouth to take his cock, sucking on the tip.

His fingertips lightly grabbed at your scalp, but luckily, or not, for him, you had decided to take your sweet time. So instead you removed one hand from his dick to interlace your fingers with his, guiding his hand away from your head to his side.

He must've found it amusing, since he released a faint chuckle as he decided to let you lead for once, placing both hands behind his back.

For some reason, his sudden willingness to give up his usually dominant demeanor pushed you to try and do even better, desperately wanting to prove yourself to him. Your mouth opened even more as you took him deeper, his tip touching the back of your throat.

"Shit, my baby is really trying her best for me, isn't she?" he groaned, the humor in his voice never completely overshadowed by the arousal. The praise made you hum against him, which also made his hips buck onwards, making you gag a bit.

It wasn't exactly a mistake since he just kept going, with a steady pace, not thoroughly fucking your throat, but making sure that you gagged a bit at every stroke. Your head went still as you let him use you however he wanted, making the strokes of your hand on his cock almost automatic.

Tears prickled the corner of your eyes as your nails lightly dug into the flesh of his ass cheeks, making him hiss.

"Alright enough- I need to fuck you" Minho pulled back, releasing himself from your mouth and then bending down to reach for your face with his hands. His lips crashed with yours, immediately initiating a sloppy and messy kiss that was all teeth, tongue and lip biting.

Your hands gripped his arms for stability as he started to undress you, pulling down your pants and underwear in one go, and then interrupting the kiss to slip off your shirt too.

What he did after though, was unexpected, as he gripped your thighs and effortlessly picked you up, making you instinctively wrap your legs around him.

"Minho!" you gasped at his strength. He was always quite strong even when he didn't have as many muscles, but at least he looked like he did struggle just a little bit. But now, you could've easily been a sack of flour and it wouldn't have made a difference to him.

"You thought that they were just for aesthetic?" he laughed at you, crashing his lips to yours one more time before throwing you on the soft bed. Minho didn't waste time as he put two of his fingers, his pointer and middle, in your mouth.

"I'm sure you're wet enough, but just to make sure" he murmured, a glimmer of humor in his dark eyes. You eagerly did as you were told, sucking on his fingers and bobbing your head slightly too, just like you were doing moments before on his cock.

He groaned, too horny to let you continue your actions. He removed his fingers from your mouth, moving them south to rub up and down your slit. At the same time he leaned down to leave sloppy kisses to your neck, your arms wrapping around his neck and your hips bucking up.

"Such a good kitty for me. My good girl" he murmured against your skin, eliciting a hum from you that quite literally sounded like a purr. But of course it wouldn't be Minho without a whiplash, so he suddenly bit your shoulder, grazing it with his teeth and making you gasp.

"A good kitty that should remember to show love to her boyfriend, next time" his tone wasn't serious at all, but your response was. In addition, two of his fingers were now pumping in and out of you, getting you ready for him properly.

"So sorry, baby- ah, I'll make it up to you, I love you so much" he just chuckled at your desperate words, deciding to end both of your suffering as he removed his fingers from your pussy, replacing them with his cock instead.

"I know baby, I know" his voice much more softer, in stark comparison with the fairly quick strokes of his hips. "I know my baby loves me very much, I love you too" he continued.

Your legs wrapped around him, essentially pushing him deeper into you. Your mouth latched to his as you both moaned. It wasn't unusual to get these sweet moments with Minho, but his dominant side tended to show more in bed.

He just wanted to make sure that he knew that you loved him. That you found him attractive and cared for him, regardless of a few centimeters more or less to his biceps.

The new angle of his hips made sure that your clit rubbed on his pubic bone, which quickly got you to your orgasm. You moaned his name breathlessly as you came, lightly dragging your nails on his back. This action in addition to your walls getting impossibly tight around his cock made him come too.

Minho stilled for a few seconds as he came inside you, and made sure to gently ride out both of your orgasms afterwards. Unexpectedly, you turned your head to the side, leaving a teasing but gentle bite to his bicep, as his arms were caging you.

"You look really hot, by the way, if it wasn't obvious" voice dangerously teasing. Minho got his head up from your shoulder, looking at you with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.

"Careful or we might stay here all day, kitten" he responded, to then gently leave a kiss on your lips. "Thank you, by the way. Next time you can come see them in the making, if you want." he added, his head nudging to his arms.

You chuckled, still keeping him close as you moved some sweaty hair from his forehead. "I'd love to"

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#stray kids fanfic #my writing #silentcryracha #skz hard hours #skz imagines #skz smut #stray kids hard thoughts #stray kids lee know #stray kids x you #stray kids smut #stray kids scenarios #stray kids minho #lee minho smut #lee minho #skz lee know #skz x reader #stray kids x reader #lee know smut #skz drabbles

[chvnnie]

bby how about lee know x temperature play 😳

ANYWAY ANY COMPLAINTS CAN BE SENT TO MY ASKS BECAUSE I DESERVE SO MUCH SLANDER FOR THIS ONE

SMUT — MINORS DNI

Minho has twisted ideas of pleasure.

Things you haven’t even considered tend to be his favorite. Thoughts he’s fed for years, ideas that have kept him up at night. Some practiced, some yet to be attempted. His head is always spinning, filed full of the most sinfully delicious ideas. So whenever he says —

“Close your eyes.”

— and puts that silk blindfold on you, your heart jumps into your throat on instinct. Fear and excitement getting muddied together, the hot and cold feelings causing your breath to quicken.

He only uses the blindfold for new things. Not for anything you’re used to. It causes your hand to shake in his, taking slow steps in whatever direction he’s chosen. He spun you around once your eyes were covered, taking away your sense of environment. It’s going to be better if you’re clueless. Helpless.

“Stop.” Minho whispers, a hand on your lower back. You do as he says, standing completely still as your partner walks away from you.

Your senses are your best friend. A creak, a click — actually, more than one. Six, it seems. A brief smell of something smoky. It’s all too hard to place, hands on your head as you try to process what’s happening. Where you’re at.

Another creak. And then there are hands on your hips, causing you to jump in surprise.

His chuckle is low. “Calm, angel. You’re going to like it, I promise.” Warm hands creep up your sides, wrapping around your back to unsnap your bra. As the cool air brushes against your nipples, causing them to pebble, his hands smoothing run down your back. Hooking your panties, body chilling as he pulls them off.

You can feel his head by your thighs. He must have squatted.

“Turn for me.”

Commands are always followed with Minho. As twisted his ideas of pleasure are, even more so are his ideas of punishment.

Slowly, you spin, letting him get a good look at your body. Once you believe you’re facing him again, you stop. Rewarded with two butterfly kisses, one on each thigh.

“Perfect, perfect girl.” He mumbles against your skin, causing goosebumps to erupt. His hands start to move again, up the back of your legs and finding home on your ass, where he squeezes once before standing — and lifting you along with him.

Gently, you’re transferred a hard, cold surface. The chill makes you flinch and gasp, legs coming up involuntarily. You hear Minho click his tongue before grabbing both your ankles, pulling them down and dragging you on the surface.

“Move again and you’ll get my belt.” He’s not in the mood to play around today.

“Yes sir.” You say softly, nodding your head to emphasize understanding.

Leather clasps your ankles, bounding you to what you’ve come to find is a table. Judging on how you’ve been stretching out, possibly the dining room one. Long and wide, perfect to spread your limbs out completely. Similar cuffs wrap around your wrists, body like an x.

Questions make your head spin. Why are you bond? Why are you on the table? But before you get a chance to breathe them, you feel your partner’s fingers on your face. Taking the blindfold off.

Your assumption was correct — it is the dining room table. The room is very dimly lit, eyes struggling to adjust. What is hovering above you? Squinting, you try to make out the circular shape.

When it becomes clear, a gasp of fear claws it’s way from your throat. While a joyous laugh comes from Minho.

The old chandelier hasn’t been used much. You didn’t really see the point — it wasn’t electric, and lighting candles every time you wanted to have a meal sounded exhausting. The table became more of a storage one, room abandoned in favor of eating in the kitchen or in front of the television.

Six candles. All lit, with wax slowly rolling down their sides. A drop falls, landing right in between your spread legs.

“You’ll never know when it’s about to happen.” He teases, still standing near your head. “Isn’t that exciting?”

It’s a slow burn. A method that can only be used if one of you has extreme patience. Unlikely for you, Minho could watch this all day.

Another drop, right on your belly. It’s warmer than you expect it to be, making you yelp in surprise. The next one, however, is hot. Hitting right on your left breast, cooling as it spreads across the skin. It’s then you realize the candles are red — warm blood spilling over you.

Your partner kisses your head before stepping away, eyes on the table the entire time.

“M-minho.” You whimper, hissing when a drop lands on your upper thigh. It’s too close to your core, an electric shock shaking your body.

“Hm?” He doesn’t bother to correct you. Too consumed with the distressed look on your face, eyes blown wide in a lustful fear. It’s too precious.

“It’s hot—“

“It’s wax.” He scoffs. “If you want it to stop, say so.”

Splat on your belly, on your rib, right on your nipple. That one, understandably, brings the first scream from you. Choking on your sob, you cry his name again.

“Say it, and I’ll move the table.” His dark eyes are fixed on you. Waiting. Knowing that you won’t say it, won’t end it.

Minho has twisted ideas of pleasure, and is the one who taught you pleasure. You like it just as much as him, if not more.

And truly, you do. When the wax starts to cool, spreading slowly down your body, it’s almost euphoric. Your head rolls back, softly moaning as another drop falls. On your throat. The sting is beautiful.

Eyes fluttered shut, you don’t notice that Minho has walked away. Don’t hear his steps fade, then rise in volume. The clinks of a glass. Too lost in your own head, hips bucking when wax hits your lower hip, to notice that he’s put something on the table.

That is, until the intense cold is pressed right against your clit.

Minho laughs when you cry out in surprise, body thrashing against the bindings. You lift your head to find him with an ice cube, and plenty more in a glass beside him.

“Relax.” He purrs, watching as a drop of wax lands on your upper thigh. His free hand presses into the puddle, spreading it out across the expanse of it. “Enjoy it.”

What do you focus on? The cold that’s taken over violently by heat the second you get used to it? The stinging wax that hurts just enough to be pleasant?

Minho works the ice cube down your core, massaging it around your folds. Your chest is heaving, the pleasure almost blinding. It’s better than euphoric; like you’re on another plane of existence, every nerve in your body icy hot. Every cell dancing, the frosty burn making you reel.

The cube melts, cold water running down your cunt. A drop of wax lands on your mound, mere inches from your clit, erasing the chill you were once smothered in.

Your mouth is dry, words almost impossible. All caught in your throat, overpowered before they can even make it to your tongue.

Somehow, you call his name. “Minho.”

It’s broken. Barely audible. Yet he looks up from between your legs, sweet brown eyes wider than you’ve ever seen them.

“Angel?”

His hands on you are neutralizing. A comfort, grounding you as the pleasure threatened to drag you away. It’s a twisted, twisted thing you’re about to ask for.

“More?”

The smile he gives is genuine, wild. Fishing for another ice cube, he lets it hover above your cunt. Drip, drip, drip the harshly cold water over you as the sweet wax burns your collarbones.

“As you wish.”

#skz smut #stray kids smut #lee know smut #minho smut #lee minho smut #skz drabbles #skz hard hours #chvnnie thots

[facioleeknow]

Stray Kids Masterlist

S=smut/suggestive F=fluff A=angst

Bang Chan

A little treat (S)

A peek into the bedroom (S)

He loves me, he loves me not (F, S, Lifeguard Au)

Midnight dip (S)

Bite (S, Vampire AU)

Ass, tits or thighs? (S)

Kiss or Slap? (S)

How to treat your hardworking boyfriend (S)

Stray Kids as greek mythological figures

Risky gift feat Lee Know (S)

Valentine's wish feat Kim Seungmin (S)

A spicy Valentine's day feat Seo Changbin (S)

Lee Know

Glamping with a twist (S)

Art is movement (F, College Au)

Bite (S, Vampire AU)

Ass, tits or thighs? (S)

Kiss or Slap? (S)

Stray Kids as greek mythological figures

Risky gift feat Bang Chan (S)

Changbin

A peek into the bedroom (S)

Ass, tits or thighs? (S)

Bite (S, Vampire AU)

Kiss or Slap? (S)

Sweet firsts (S)

Stray Kids as greek mythological figures

A spicy Valentine's day feat Seo Changbin (S)

Hyunjin

Bite (S, Vampire AU)

Ass, tits or thighs? (S)

Kiss or Slap? (S)

Stray Kids as greek mythological figures

Dessert (S, Vampire AU)

Han

A peek into the bedroom (S)

Bite (S, Vampire AU)

Ass, tits or thighs? (S)

Kiss or Slap? (S)

Stray kids as Greek mythological figures

Felix

Bite (S, Vampire AU)

Ass , tits or thighs? (S)

Kiss or Slap? (S)

Stray Kids as greek mythological figures

Bad boys (S)

Seungmin

Bite (S, Vampire AU)

Ass, tits or thighs? (S)

Kiss or Slap? (S)

Stray Kids as greek mythological figures

Thot 1 (S)

Valentine's wish feat Bang Chan (S)

Jeongin

Bite (S, Vampire AU)

Ass, tits or thighs? (S)

Kiss or Slap? (S)

Stray Kids as greek mythological figures

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[lyramundana]

what's your biggest fantasy with minsung? 👀

pfff well, that's quite an open ended question 👀😅😏

I have many fantasies with these two, but the most recurrent one is the same as everyone else: Get double penetrated by them while they rid themselves of their frustrations on me, one of them behind me and the other at the front, so they can squeeze me like a sandwich.

The other one is simple. Domming the fuck out of them and turn them into my whiny babies, desesperate for my attention and hands.

y'know, the usual🤷‍♀️

#skz smut #poly minsung #minsung x reader #skz scenarios #lee know/han jisung x reader #han jisung x reader #lee know x reader #minsung thots #skz hard thoughts

[becca-e-barnes]

Innocent reader going to visit her favorite (and only) sheriff Lee in a new baby pink dress she bought. Lee sees her walk into his office and immediately his cock stiffins because got damn you don’t know how that dress hugs your curves and squeezes your breasts so perfectly. Lee sees your wide hips and plump breasts and just thinks about you being his house wife. That’s when he loses his shit rushing towards you bending you over his desk. He can’t wait anymore he needs to be inside you needs to hear your pretty little moans he needs to breed your pussy till your really his little innocent house wife

My head is so full of Lee today, it hurts 🙈 I really want to write something longer today and I'm so torn between Lee and DBF!bucky eughhh

But the thought of just stepping foot in the station in a pretty dress and as soon as Lee's eyes land on you, he feels himself twitching in his slacks. That man is never one to deny himself anything and certainly not the pleasures of your body so he's already thinking of all the places he could take you to inspect that sweet little cunt of yours.

Everyone knows you're here for Lee. It's not much of a secret, especially when you're in a little dress like that. It shows off every curve from your full hips to your soft, plush breasts.

But a dress like that turns heads and unfortunately, Lee doesn't work alone. Plenty of those men don't realise they're practically drooling at the sight of you, nor do they realise their boss' door is cracked open for a change.

"God damn, Bodecker's fuckin' lucky. Just know she's even prettier when she spreads those legs." One man grunts, his eyes not leaving you as you make your way to the door of the station, the most oblivious smile on your face, just excited to bring your partner his lunch.

"Would rather see her on her knees. Imagine that sweetie smiling up at you, begging t'have her throat fucked." Another muses to his friend while you're still out of earshot, before smiling at you warmly as you walk past.

Lee's blood is fucking boiling in his veins. He's got half a mind to trail both of them outside but he's not sure he'd be able to stop himself if he started laying into them.

By the time you've made it to the door of his office, your smile is still intact but the same can't be said about his. "Don't close the door." He barks, not moving from his desk. He doesn't even get up to roll the blinds down which is unusual.

"You hungry, baby? You're a little grumpy." You smile, setting the paper bag on his desk, totally unperturbed as you slide into his lap.

It's not your fault of course. He'd never think that. You should be free to wear whatever you damn well please, those assholes shouldn't think they can say whatever they like about a woman going about her day but it stirs up something so possessive in Lee.

"You have any idea how fuckin' good y'look?" He whispers, totally ignoring your question because he's not hungry for whatever you've put in the bag. Your breasts are beautifully framed in that dress, pushed up a little and looking fuller than ever.

"You like it? I saw it yesterday and it made me think of you." You admit, watching his eyes light up because this is all for him. God, you're an angel.

"Kitten, the only thing I think would make this dress prettier would be a heavy baby bump under it." His huge hands are splayed over your tummy on top of the fabric of the dress, not missing how your hips roll against him just a little, a soft groan slipping from you.

"Oh baby, don't tell me ya want that as much as I do. Cause the thought of makin' ya my sweet little pregnant housewife is makin' my head spin." He admits, kissing your neck with a burning lust he doesn't normally surrender to with the door open.

"Want every last one of those assholes out there to hear me fuck a baby into my sweetie. Hell, how 'bout I fuck you against the glass? Let 'em watch me make my girl a mommy. They can watch me flood this tight little cunt. Bet they'll find it hard to keep jerkin' off to my girl when they see you leave with my cum runnin' down your legs." He's so lost in his own filthy thoughts as he frees his cock, sliding it home into your body.

Knowing the door is open doesn't even make you want to stay quiet. "Wouldn't that be nice? A ring on your finger and my baby in your belly. Pretty Mrs Bodecker. Fuck, 'm not pulling out. Gonna cum so deep inside you, there's not gonna be a chance I didn't knock you up." He's frantically rutting into you, sucking at your skin and groaning while he rubs your clit with two fingers. The chair beneath you is the only one protesting, creaking as Lee tries to use the limited space to thrust up into you.

#asks answered <3 #anon #becca writes spice #lee bodecker smut #lee bodecker x innocent reader #I really don't know what to write today #I hate days like that #I have so many ideas #for the sake of variety I wanna write a more dom male piece #I feel like I've done a lot of subbier stuff recently #but I had two subby thots last night before bed that I had to write down in my notes app before I forget them