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Kinktober 2021 Day 28+29

Show Me To The World - TXT Beomgyu

Who: TXT Beomgyu x reader and friends (reader has a vagina)

What: *inhale* 🔞⛔️ smuuuuuut, public sex, sub!Beomgyu, dom!reader, blindfold, light bondage, cock stepping, needy!Beomgyu

Word count: 4.8k

A/N: I thought really hard about how to complete the Day 28 and 29 requests as they were both for sub!Beomgyu and in the end I decided to join them together into one longer fic. I hope both people who requested this will like it ❤ Not beta read (we die like men). Also special thanks to @multifandomfantasies for some creative setting ideas ❤

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His pretty fingers tightened around yours and you turned to him. He was biting his bottom lip and uneven, shallow breaths fanned over the wispy locks of hair falling into his face.

"What is it, Beomgyu?"

The eyes that looked up at you - heavy lidded and yet so awake, anticipating - made your own breath die down. You smiled at him.

"You want it now?"

"Yeah, now," he said, almost too quiet to hear.

You backed him into an alley just outside the club and rummaged through your bag, pulling out a leather collar and a leash. Beomgyu stood still, patiently waiting for you to take off the chain he wore around his neck, his day collar, and replace it with the leather one.

"Just before you do that," he stopped you as you were about to fasten it closed around his neck. You paused patiently, waiting to see what he wanted to do with his last moment of free will for the night.

Beomgyu suddenly grabbed you under your thighs and you instinctively hopped up, wrapping your legs around his waist. His eyes alight, he backed you up again the brick wall and kissed you deeply. He kissed you as if you were oxygen, his tongue not waiting for any permission to slip between your lips. As you met it with your own, that little spark of fireworks went off like always in your head, deep down somewhere primal. Beomgyu's breaths were ragged but he wouldn't leave your lips until he felt a little dizzy. Only then did he part from the kiss, setting you down carefully.

He'd taken your breath away and you stood patiently, watching him with gentle eyes to see if he was ready.

"Alright, now," he nodded.

The leather leash still hung from between your fingers and you reached for the collar around his neck, fastening it properly and attaching the leash to it with a clink of the metal clips. The excess length of the leash hung down and you wound it around your hand, tugging lightly to test the tension. Beomgyu gulped at the pull on his neck and as if on instinct, his head hung down and his hands clasped neatly in front of him.

"Good boy," you praised and with a slight pull, both of you made your way to the entrance of the club.

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You'd been here before but it was Beomgyu's first time. He stuck by your side obediently as you both walked through the club, exploring the different rooms and stopping every once in a while for you to introduce Beomgyu to some acquaintances. He'd blushed more times than he could count at all the compliments directed at him about how cute and pretty he was and how polite he was. You had not yet let anyone touch him or do anything with him, letting him get used to the atmosphere first and by the way his fingers clenched and fidgeted around your hand, Beomgyu was grateful for that.

You took him to one of the main common areas which was littered with various arrangements of sofas, low tables and soft chairs. A few couples here and there were making out boldly, hands teasing over their bodies in full view of everyone. One couple in the corner had progressed beyond that, one of them throwing their head back as the other was clearly sucking their cock. You caught Beomgyu staring.

"Tell me what's going through your head, Gyu," you spoke low in his ear as you both sat down across the couple, a fair distance away. Beomgyu was sitting way too prim and proper, a dead giveaway that he was trying to provide some friction to his dick.

"It's so... blatant. But no one seems to mind," he mused, at the same time squirming subtly in his seat. You dropped your hand in his lap and angled your lips to ghost over his neck.

"You like it, don't you," you hand palmed his hardening cock through the coated denim. "Do you want to watch, or do you want to do it?"

Beomgyu's eyes fluttered, lashes casting long, spidery shadows over his smooth skin in the moody bluish light of the club.

"Watch a little first...M-maybe try it," he mumbled tensely.

"Whichever one it is, it's not polite to sit here and get off without permission. We need to go and ask politely first," you said as you stood up, tugging on his leash and he followed hesitantly. "Don't worry, the one sucking him off on her knees is an old friend, they won't mind. They like being watched."

While you both made your way to the couple, the person getting sucked off turned to face you as of on cue.

"Long time no see, you guys," you greeted casually. The girl on her knees popped off her partner's cock and they both said their hellos cheerfully without changing position.

"This is Beomgyu's first time here and he was hoping he could watch you two while I work him up."

"Of course, no problem," the couple smiled wide and gave their agreement, promptly resuming their activities. You nudged Beomgyu to the side and he leaned against the wall a few steps away from the couple. You immediately unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down to his thighs, sandwiching him between your body and the wall.

"Oh...," he sighed when your warm hand wrapped around his already stiff cock. With your other hand you wound Beomgyu's leash tight and reached above his head where you hooked it to an exposed pipe. This prevented him from moving or looking down, restricted to looking straight ahead or to the side, towards the couple.

The pressure on his neck had him gasping and he started bucking against your hand uncontrollably.

"You know that if you keep this up I'll have to punish you," you hissed in his ear and his hips immediately stilled. His cock was drooling at the tip already and you knew keeping still wasn't easy for him.

"Oh please keep going," he asked politely but the undertones to his voice were dripping with need and desperation. His eyes were fixed on the woman who was now deepthroating her partner enthusiastically. He watched how her lips widened each time she passed over the tip of her partner's cock and when the man thrust hard into her throat, the wet, choking noise had Beomgyu clenching his eyes shut and tensing his thighs impossibly hard to stop himself from doing the same and bucking into your mouth.

You continued stroking him, his precum aiding the process, and you started unbuttoning his shirt. One by one you let the buttons out of their eyelets until Beomgyu's shirt hung open, exposing his sculpted torso to everyone who looked his way. Even though he'd had his cock out for the past hot minute, being more exposed seemed to get to him and he turned his face away, shutting his eyes.

You immediately pulled on his leash harder and let go of his cock, letting it bob desperately and it twitched.

"You're not going to turn away, you're going to watch like a good boy or else I won't touch you at all and I will send you home to wait for me with a vibrator in your ass," you told him sternly, looking at him intently in the eyes. The way his long lashes fluttered as trepidation fluttered over his beautiful features had a burst of heat spreading through you. You loved it when he obeyed. "Understood?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, please, I'll keep watching," he babbled desperately, hands clutching at his sides.

Hearing your commands, the man across from you smiled teasingly and pulled his cock our of his partner's mouth then helped her up off the floor. He positioned her to face the wall not two feet away from Beomgyu, with her palms flat against the wall and back arched deeply. He settled himself behind her and stripped off her tie-side underwear, then brought his cock over to tease her pussy.

"Oooh she sounds good and wet," you chimed in and the man nodded.

"She's dripping, she really loves having an audience," he said as he ran his cock up and down over her opening. You glanced at Beomgyu and saw one of the most fucked out expressions you had ever caught him with. Eyes wide and brows furrowed, lips parted and hands clenched into fists at his sides. You smirked as you continued your overly slow pace on his cock and could feel his thighs trembling. Just as the man started slowly pushing into his partner, you let go of Beomgyu's cock and lightly caressed his balls.

The withdrawal of physical stimulation and the escalation of the visual broke something in him.

"Fuck! No! Please, please, keep stroking me, I need to cum!" He whined loudly as his hands left their clenched position and flew up to cover his eyes and face, as if he was embarrassed to be seen begging. You continued you feather-like motions over his balls for a moment and then moved your fingers down and back, putting pressure on his puckered opening.

The way he undulated against the wall was fucking beautiful and you couldn't hide your smile.

"You know the rules, Beomgyu," you leaned in to speak quietly in his ear. "No begging unless I tell you to. You know I'm going to have to punish you, don't you?"

Beomgyu whimpered, cock twitching at the mere mention of the word. He liked being a good boy, until he earned a punishment.

"Listen well. I'm going to take you to that chair over there and our friends will come with us to watch. I'm also going to let anyone else who asks watch as well. I'm going to tie your hands together first, and then I'm going to blindfold you, since you don't deserve to watch anymore. We'll see how you do when you're being watched instead. If you want to stop, you know what to do."

With that, you nodded your head at the couple who were still lazily fucking near you and they moved easily towards a chair in the middle of the area.

You untied Beomgyu's leash from the pipe and tugged him along, not bothering to fix him up or zip up his jeans and letting him walk across the club with his erection bobbing. When you reached the chair you positioned Beomgyu in front of it and tied his leash to the back of the chair.

"Now, I want to you to take your clothes off for our friends while I go grab what we'll need. You better make it good for them, they'll tell me if you slacked."

Beomgyu's eyes went as wide as saucers as you flashed him a smile on the way to the basement where spare supplies were kept.

Beomgyu turned around to find two pairs of eyes fixed on him intently. The female motioned in a "go ahead" gesture and he swallowed with difficulty. His hands were fidgeting with the urge to bring his still-hard cock back into his pants and zip them up but he knew he couldn't do that. Instead he brought his hands up to start spreading his unbuttoned shirt over his chest. He slowly spread the fabric a little, giving teasing glimpses of his collarbones and chest.

The reality of the environment hit him and vulnerability rolled off his skin in waves. His head tipped back and he let his shirt fall off his shoulders. He knew he would be made to sit in the chair anyway, so he kicked off his shoes and lowered himself to the chair. As he did so he pushed his jeans down and off along with his underwear.

Now fully nude, Beomgyu was suddenly less shy and more excited. It was as if that's what he had been building up to. He sat in the chair impatiently, feet shuffling from one place to another.

"Beomgyu."

Your voice made him whip his head around and his eyes fixed onto the handcuffs, lube and other items in your hands.

"Was he a good boy," you asked your two friends who were eyeing Beomgyu like a piece of meat.

"No question, absolutely delicious," the female purred.

You smiled and placed the items at Beomgyu's feet, caressing his cheek as you stood up. You produced a blindfold from your pocket and showed it to him.

"I'll put this on you now and we'll continue."

He nodded and raised no objection. He knew that your announcement wasn't really meant to bring new information but to give him a chance to use his safeword if he wanted to. As the fabric was brought close to his face he closed his eyes and slipped into darkness. You tied the blindfold into a knot at the back of his head and carded your fingers through his soft hair. Beomgyu followed your motion instinctively, body moving slowly and deliberately as he adjusted to the many sounds around him without his sight.

"Now, take my hand and sit facing the back of the chair," you instructed and helped Beomgyu up. You turned the chair around with its back facing your audience. The back of the chair only consisted of a curved metal frame so Beomgyu could be seen straddling the chair in all his naked glory, cock poking past the edge of the chair.

"Put your hands on the chair frame in front of you," you instructed. He obeyed and you secured the handcuffs around the frame, locking them around his wrists methodically.

Beomgyu was the picture of a perfect sub - blindfolded, handcuffed, naked and anticipating, lips parting and his hips subtly grinding against the chair, trying to bring some relief to his cock which had not only not gone down but had started leaking precum with the prolonged physical and mental teasing he had been put through.

Your mouth watered as you watched him and you wanted to see him earn some stimulation. You took off the bottom half of your outfit including underwear. Unlike Beomgyu, you had no problem being naked in front of strangers as long as fun was involved. You took his jaw in your hand and held him in place as you raised one leg over the chair frame he was facing and you positioned your foot on the seat beside his thigh.

"Come on then, my little slut, show me how good you can be and you'll earn a nice reward," you told him with a smile as you guided his head towards your folds which were on display in front of him and anyone who was looking.

A needy moan came right away when Beomgyu's lips met your lower ones. He immediately wrapped his lips around your clit, forming a light seal but open enough that he could still flick and drag the tip of his tongue against your clit. He was unbelievable with his mouth and you had a hard time controlling the harsh intakes of breath your body demanded at the stimulation. Beomgyu had a rhythm memorised and every minute he would release your clit for a bit then smoothly dip down lower and drag his tongue against your entrance before pushing it in as far as it would go several times. He would then return to kiss, suck and lick your clit. Your hand tightened on his hair until you were practically letting him hang by his silky black locks. Your legs buckled slightly and your pelvis lowered to where Beomgyu could reach between your legs with his handcuffed hands a little, and his fingers found and spread open your folds so he could press his tongue into you even more firmly.

Beomgyu ate you out as if he was making out with you. Being able to concentrate on something made him forget about being stripped naked and handcuffed in front of strangers and he channeled his pent up nervousness into a single task of making you cum. You started bucking your hips into his face and he only got messier, sucking up your juices and teasing your opening with his thumb. He dragged his tongue from side to side over your clit and recognised the shaking of your thigh and the cut off, fast breaths you were sucking in. Growing that little bit bolder, he tipped the chair forward to reach further with his fingers and he plunged two into you as he sucked on your clit harshly.

"Fuck! Beomgyu come on, I'm close, almost there..."

Your encouragement and your soft flesh clenching around his fingers gave him the strength to keep going and he tilted his head to the side to spread his lips over your cunt, licking and sucking over every spot he had ever touched that made you moan. He pumped and hooked his fingers inside you and you decided to just let it happen. You let your body undulate against him as you felt your walls tighten up and pulse around his fingers.

"Oh fuck yes!"

Realising that you has reached your peak, Beomgyu eased up the pressure on your clit and laved his tongue over it soothingly as you rode out your orgasm, still rolling your hips against him. When you were spent and needed a break, you finally released your harsh grip on his hair and let your leg drop down from the chair.

"Such a good boy you are, you did so well, Beomgyu. You deserve a reward, don't you?"

Licking his lips clean from your wetness, Beomgyu nodded frantically but dared not beg as you had told him not to. You knew just the thing.

Raising your leg, you positioned your foot right between his legs and slowly lowered it over his cock which was sticking out over the edge of the chair. The bottom of your shoe pressed over the hard member and you slowly dragged it back and forth.

Beomgyu clenched his hands into fists and moaned desperately, held at the precipice of pain and pleasure. He knew you would make it feel good for him but if he moved too much, he could make it painful. His head bowed forward and you could see him sink his teeth into his knuckles, trying to keep himself from moving or begging.

"You're getting your reward, baby, what's the matter? You need more?"

Beomgyu nodded quickly again and you motioned to your friends who were already fucking again, eyes glued to every move Beomgyu made.

"If you need more, then that's what we'll give you. Could you come over and give him something to do with his mouth," you asked your friend's partner. The man smiled widely and set your friend down, pulling out of her. She was so wet that his cock was dripping. The man walked over to Beomgyu and guided his face to turn to the side before dragging the head of his cock across Beomgyu's lips. Beomgyu startled, not at all expecting to be made to give a blow job tonight, but this was not one of the things he had listed as a hard limit.

"Give it a little taste, Beomgyu, and tell me your color," you said calmly, still dragging and pressing your foot over Beomgyu's cock.

You watched as his tongue snuck out between his pretty lips and swirled around the head of the cock in front of him. Beomgyu smacked his lips and said, "Green. Your friend is delicious. Can... can she join too?"

"That might be fun, shall we ask her?"

"Already here," the woman giggled, kneeling down beside Beomgyu and picking up one of the dildos you brought and the lube.

"Pay attention to your task, Beomgyu, or everything will stop and we'll go for a round of drinks without you."

Not wasting a moment, Beomgyu opened up and took the man's cock into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks and putting all his tricks into use. The man went deep and then groaned at the feeling of his tip bumping and pushing far into Beomgyu's throat.

"Holy shit, is his jaw elastic? He's practically deepthroating me already?"

"That big mouth has its uses," you smirked and gave Beomgyu a particularly satisfying stroke, making him groan around the thick member he was sucking.

Meanwhile your friend was covering the dildo with lube and warming it up.

"This will be a little bit cold, Beomgyu," she warned and then pressed a lubed up finger against Beomgyu's anus. He inhaled sharply and bucked forward, then back, unsure if he wanted to get away from the cold sensation or press onto the invading finger.

Your friend swirled her fingertip around Beomgyu's hole, rubbing and teasing at his rim and he instinctively pushed back, trying to get the digit to enter him. Each time he bucked forward he earned another stroke from your foot, and each time he moved back, your friend's finger breached his entrance just a little, slipping inside enticingly.

Beomgyu's jaw went slack and he started moaning uselessly as he let the man use his mouth. Overstimulation was clouding his senses and he needed someone to decide what he should feel and when. He reached for you with his cuffed hands and you nodded at your friend, giving her the go ahead to move further.

One and then two fingers pressed smoothly inside Beomgyu to the knuckle and he groaned so loudly that he drew more onlookers to his little scene. He relaxed quickly around the fingers in his ass and started a rhythm of impaling himself on them then moving forward into the friction you provided on his cock.

"Give him something to really scream about," you told your friends as you lifted your foot off his cock. Beomgyu whined up in the next moment your friend hooked her fingers right against his prostate and her partner grabbed Beomgyu by the hair, making him take his cock as deep as he could go.

Beomgyu growled desperately and his tongue lolled out from underneath the hard member he was sucking. His thighs tightened up and flexed with exertion as he tried to keep up with two different rhythms.

"Fuck, I'm nearly there," your friend's partner panted. "Can I cum on his face?"

"Sure, he looks pretty in white," you laughed as you watched a flush bloom from underneath Beomgyu's blindfold and down his cheeks and neck. The boy's tongue swirled and dragged against the cock pistoning into his mouth and he was soon rewarded with a deep groan from the man. He withdrew from Beomgyu's warm mouth and jerked himself just a few times before bursts of cum streaked across Beomgyu's smooth features and his blindfold.

Without missing a beat, your friend smoothly took her fingers out of Beomgyu's ass and replaced them with the dildo she had slicked up. Without a cock filling up his mouth, Beomgyu moaned freely and there was a hoarse, raw edge to his voice that only got sharper as he was penetrated deeper.

Leaning over him, you grabbed his leash and pulled it taut, making the fastening tighten up around his neck.

"Since you've been such a good boy for me, I'll let you beg for what you want," you told him affectionately. Words tumbled out of him as if he had been waiting for the moment he would be allowed to speak.

"Please, touch my cock, I'm so hard... and I need it deeper, miss," he directed at your friend, maintaining his politeness even in his fucked out state.

You obliged him, dropping to your knees in front of him and squeezing his cock and balls as you friend pushed the dildo harder and faster into his ass. After a particularly hard thrust Beomgyu yelped and his face split into a grimace.

"Color?" You asked, suspecting it might have been too hard a thrust.

"Green, green! I'm fine, please, just right there..." Beomgyu begged and his tone sounded almost as if he was going to cry if he didn't get what he wanted. His cock had swelled up even more in your grip and felt painfully hard. You jerked him as you cupped and gently tugged on his balls, and his hands clenched into fists again.

"Let me hear you, Gyu, don't hold back."

"It feels so good, please, fuck me, I'm so close, I'm going to burst," he whined, back arching and hips rutting uselessly between the two sources of intense stimulation at both ends.

"Milk him for everything he's got," you told your friend and she nodded, keeping up the pace into Beomgyu and twisting slightly to hook and bump into his prostate as much as possible with each thrust in.

Beomgyu's entire body shook with exertion and his moans grew deep, guttural and desperate as he let himself be stimulated to his peak. You paid close attention as you stroked him and you saw almost every muscle in his body tense and jump under his skin. You tightened your grip and with a few more pumps and a few more hard thrusts from your friend behind him, he was screaming and cumming in your hand.

Your friend eased up on her thrusts but kept the dildo buried deep inside Beomgyu's ass, twisting it and pushing slowly in and out in shallow movements to prolong his pleasure. Beomgyu's cum ran over your fingers in copious spurts and the room was suddenly filled with encouraging calls and whistles. You had been in your own state of flow, focused on Beomgyu and you had not realised just how many onlookers your little show had gathered.

Realising just how many people had been watching him, Beomgyu froze for a moment, cock still pulsing in your hand.

"You did so well, Gyu. Everyone loved watching you, don't be embarrassed," you were supportive, aware that too much embarrassment might make him drop. The shy smile curving up the edges of his lips told you that it was not much of a concern though. Your friend took her cue and carefully pulled out the dildo.

"Let's get you cleaned up quickly and we'll go relax, okay?"

Beomgyu nodded, patiently waiting as you brought out some wipes and cleaned up the cum and lube off of his ass, cock and face and off your hands, then unlocked the handcuffs.

"We need to put your clothes back on," you leaned over to speak quietly in his ear, "Do you want me to take your blindfold off now so you can do it yourself or do you want me to lead you to the back room blindfolded and naked and sort you out there?"

Not feeling up to humiliation on top of the very public display he had just been part of, Beomgyu shook his head.

"I think I can handle taking the blindfold off here."

You left him to it and he reached up to untie the fabric, lowering it slowly and looking down for a few moments while his vision adjusted to the lights which, although dim and moody, were still a jump up from the total darkness he had been revelling in. He reached for your hand and took a few deep breaths before finally daring to raise his head and look around the room.

He bit into his lips as he saw people watching him and masturbating, some lost in blow jobs or standing sex, and a few were on the sofas and chairs in various positions, with various toys but stealing lingering glances at him.

He allowed himself to start to process his feelings about being watched as he came down from his high completely and his breathing normalised. He put his clothes back on quickly and stretched out his legs to ease the discomfort from sitting down and tensing for so long. You tugged on his leash and he stood up to follow you quietly.

You led Beomgyu to a small, empty back room where the music and noise of the club felt muffled, as if smothered in cotton. He watched you with his eyes glistening and you unclipped the leash experimentally, to see if he was still deep in subspace or if he had started to come up now. The desperate look on his face had cleared and he ran his finger underneath his collar.

"How are you feeling?"

"I want it off," Beomgyu said calmly, and waited for you to slowly unclasp and remove his collar. He rubbed his neck along the faint marks left by the collar from your tugging. You watched him carefully as he rose up and approached you. He grabbed the hem of your shirt and lifted it over your head and off.

"I want you now," he rasped as he mouthed along your sternum.

"Let me close and lock the door," you smiled and reached towards the door handle. But Beomgyu's hand shot out and tightened on your wrist.

"Don't."

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muselin · 2 years

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Kinktober 2021 Day 25

Seen - SHINee Taemin

Who: Taemin x reader (reader has a vagina)

What: 🚫⛔ smut. Depraved exhibitionist Taemin exposes himself to his neighbour. Exhibitionism and voyeurism, strangers jumping into things way too quickly. Purely sexualised experiences.

Word count: 2.5k

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The first time you saw him he was shirtless, just sitting and reading on his sofa. He seemed unaware that anyone could see him but his curtains were open all the same. You didn't think much of it, there was no law against noticing a handsome stranger through his open curtains. He seemed slim and toned and you wondered if he had a physically demanding job, although you doubted it based on the expensive-looking building he lived in. Quite a contrast from your more modest neighbouring one. He was probably one of those rich heirs that didn't earn their living, just inherited enough to afford the swanky apartment and the luxury of sitting at home reading at 4 p.m. on a Wednesday while the average Kim slaved away in a soulless office somewhere. If you were being honest though, that might have been uncalled for and somewhat spurred by your annoyance over how unattainable he seemed.

As you finally went back to the rest of your sick day on your sofa, the stranger came up to his window and drew the curtains open further.

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The second time you saw him he was dancing. You only glanced across randomly as you were doing your hair but you did a double take. How could a human being move so flawlessly?? Granted, you couldn't hear the music he was dancing to but his movements seemed perfect. Fluid. Mesmerising. Like water or silk gliding over naked skin.

The image was so vivid that you unconsciously trailed your fingers over your own skin, over your shoulders exposed by the thin tank top you wore around the house. His curtains were open again but he was facing away and towards his living room this time.

You watched him move with sharp, precise steps, the control over his body looked like something that must have taken years to achieve. He was no heir, or if he was, he must have come from a long line of celebrated dancers. With careful movements as if you were afraid to be spotted, you approached your window and opened it, hoping to perhaps hear what your handsome neighbour was dancing to. Just as you did so, however, he ended his routine and reached for his phone to seemingly change the music. You kept your window open and moved to the side, hiding in the corner to minimise the likelihood of being seen.

Faint notes reached you when he started the music again, dreamy and sensual, and you licked your lips as your neighbour casually pulled his shirt over his head. He walked across the space with his hands on his hips, stopping and counting beats with his hands or tapping with his feet at times. You watched him as if glued to the windowsill, eyes looping over the lines of his arms, his shoulders and down to his hipbones where his joggers were slung low, the waistband of his underwear peeking through.

For a heart-stopping moment, he turned to face the window and glanced up seemingly exactly in your direction. You froze entirely, holding your breath and not daring to even move your eyes away. If he had seen you he gave no indication of it, but when he started dancing again it was different.

Loose and not as sharp as before, not as calculated, moves that seemed to be just for the fun of it, improvised. Teasing, when he dipped his thumbs into his waistband and snaked them down and sideways, then pulled it back up again. A shaky breath finally made its way out of you when he rolled his body in a wave, hip-first, and you involuntarily clenched your thighs tightly together. He rolled his head and shoulders forward, then leaned back as he ran his hand down his body. Your lips parted as you continued watching him, utterly bewitched. It was as if you were the one he was dancing for.

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You watched him often after that, and he gave plenty of opportunities for you to do so. The warmer weather meant that he sat on his balcony more often (and shirtless half the time). He read, worked on his laptop, worked out or did stretches and you couldn't look away. You knew it wasn't right, you knew you should have stopped, but he never closed his curtains or even his window anymore. You overheard his phone conversations at times, learned his music taste, even heard him sing once and you couldn't believe that someone so handsome and so skilled at dance could also have such a beautiful voice.

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You were picking up parcels in the lobby and noticed one that had been delivered for you but had the incorrect address. Upon examining it, you realised that it was the address of your neighbour. The addressee read "Lee Taemin". So that was his name. You swore you'd heard that somewhere. You took the parcel in, meaning to muster up the courage to deliver it soon.

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One evening he came out onto his balcony like usual and at first you didn't even notice. When you glanced out the window out of habit your jaw dropped. He was wearing more and at the same time less than usual. An expensive satin robe, to be precise, untied. With nothing underneath except smooth skin and a peony tattoo at his waist that you hadn't seen before.

No.

You couldn't look. You turned away. And then turned back. He hadn't moved. He stood leaning casually against the railing just as he was before.

A thought shot through you, burning your consciousness in its wake. What if... he WANTED you to look? It wasn't a crazy idea. Surely the average person didn't walk around half naked every day for weeks, not using perfectly good means of ensuring privacy and what was more, stepping out on their balcony in full view of their neighbours like that.

Emboldened, you took a deep breath and came forward from your corner and in front of your living room window. If he noticed you this time, you wouldn't look away.

You just didn't expect it to happen so quickly. His eyes homed in on you almost immediately, as if he knew exactly where you'd be. He reached up as if to simply run his hand through his hair but then it didn't drop, it continued its way slowly down his neck, down his chest and over the delicate lines of his abs, to his hipbones. Your breath came to a halt again. He was palming himself now, languidly pressing and wrapping his fingers around his cock which seemed to be hardening quickly. All while he was looking straight at you.

You were rooted to the spot, not daring to move should the illusion you suspected you were trapped in fall away.

His was stroking his now-engorged cock faster, lips parting as his eyes seemed to droop heavier and resulted in a fucked-out look that was seared into your brain. He bit his lips at a particularly hard tug, hand moving down to cup and tease before wrapping around his length again. His abs tightened up and his hips bucked forward, as if trying to wring more pleasure out of the moment as he looked at you.

Without even being touched, without even being in the same room, this was one of the most sexually charged experiences you had ever had. To have someone so unabashedly taking pleasure from just your gaze, your attention, was intoxicating. You dared not move still but you felt the heat between your legs and you knew that if you touched yourself right now, you'd be dripping.

You didn't look away, you let your eyes roam over his frame openly and that seemed to nearly push him over the edge. His beautiful face scrunched up, his teeth sinking into his lush lower lip and his hand over his cock quickened, pumping fast and hard. His chest rose and fell with his quick, uneven breaths and you could swear you heard a wanton, stifled moan. Droplets shot up onto his abdomen, glistening in the rooftop lights.

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Your legs felt like jelly as you went down the stairs out of your lobby and to the gate of the next building. Your fingers trembled as you punched in the numbers for his apartment off the parcel in your hands.

"Hello."

A light, attractive voice crackled over the intercom.

"Lee Taemin?"

"Yes?"

"There's... There's a parcel for you that got delivered to my place."

"Come on up."

The electronic buzz of the gate being unlocked thrummed through you and in a blur you got through the gate and into the elevator. You pushed the button for the last floor. There was a single apartment number listed. Taemin's penthouse.

The elevator doors slid open and as if through mist you walked the few steps to his front door. You didn't need to knock. The door clicked and swung open.

There he was. Leaning against the door frame, wearing the same silky robe as before, with nothing underneath. Just a dreamy smile.

"...Taemin?"

You didn't recognise your voice. It was too small, too hoarse.

"What's your name," he asked.

You stuttered out your name and Taemin stepped aside to let you in.

You walked tentatively into his foyer and he led you further in to the living room. The same living room you had watched him dance in.

"Do you have my parcel," he asked casually as he took a seat on his couch, acting as if he was not naked in front of a stranger.

"Here it is," you swallowed, trying your best to go along with his relaxed manner and not cower away and shut your eyes.

"Open it," he said simply and as if it was an afterthought, brought his hand down to his cock.

After a few minutes of rustling with the box and packaging you gasped quietly as you wound up with a sizeable black dildo in your hand.

"What is this? What are you even doing?"

Coming to your senses, you looked at him almost accusingly.

"So what you're saying is that if I put my hand down your panties right now, it wouldn't come out drenched?" He raised an eyebrow at you, his fingers teasing along his length which was starting to stir. "You love watching me so much that I thought I'd make it more enjoyable for you."

"And this is how you get your rocks off? Having strangers watch you parade yourself around without an ounce of shame?"

"Oh yes, it feels so liberating," Taemin smiled and stretched like a big cat, his hips raising up off the couch before falling back down. "You should try it sometime."

The next moment his eyes fluttered shut as his hardening member twitched and he palmed himself harshly.

"I do love it when you watch me," he whispered, heavy eyelids cracking open as longing etched itself into every feature on his face. "You always watch me so intently."

You swallowed and your chest expanded with a strange sensation, as if heat was rising and steaming inside of you.

His cock looked rock-hard, as if having you in the same room and watching him turned him on boundlessly more than being watched from afar.

"Please," he said quietly, "I need to know how much you like watching me. I know you must be aching already, don't be shy."

He was getting up before he even finished the sentence, crossing the room and setting his hands upon the baggy hoodie and short shorts you wore, pulling them off you quickly. You didn't have the presence of mind to feel embarrassed about being naked in his presence. After all, you had already seen him naked several times.

He snuck his fingers into your panties and groaned as they trailed through heat and slickness.

"Oh... my god... Will you let me?"

His question was vague but you nodded anyway, wanting to experience this with him. You let him lead you to the large windows separating his living room and balcony, the same place you had watched him for so long. Sensing that stepping out onto the balcony might be too much for you, Taemin didn't reach for the handles on the glass door but instead pressed your front up against it. The cool glass at your front felt good in the warm evening and Taemin's heat scorching at your back.

You felt his fingers slide between your legs from behind and a pornographic moan echoed in the room when he pushed them into you. You were so wet and so tense, tight around his fingers and it felt like too much when he started to pump them in and out lazily, rubbing at your clit with his thumb.

You nearly sobbed with the relief of it all, watching the countless lit up windows of the buildings in front of you, knowing that anyone could see you right now. Naked and wanton, in a stranger's hands.

Taemin was right. It was liberating. As he pulled his fingers out and penetrated you with his cock instead, a strong shiver wracked your body. Euphoria going to your head and tears welling in your eyes as he took you with slow, firm thrusts. Each one felt as if it was driving the air from your lungs and you couldn't breathe in enough. You arched your back in the deepest bend you could tolerate and Taemin groaned behind you.

"Are you wishing that they're watching us, Y/N?"

He fucked you from behind faster now, hands digging into your hips and his impossibly hard cock going deep enough to make your lips fall open on their own.

It was like being intoxicated. You knew you should have thoughts but none were coming to you. You couldn't speak if you tried. Displaying yourself and being watched as Taemin had his way with you blocked any coherent string of consciousness. The constant friction of his cock as it fit itself into your tense body, the wet noise of your juices as he pistoned into you and stirred you up, his moans in your ear that sounded like those of a corrupted angel being used...

You didn't make a sound as you tightened up around his cock. The muscles inside you squeezed him powerfully and the pleasure burst inside you, blood rushing in your ears and you shut your eyes at the wave of euphoria crashed over your senses.

As if from far away, you heard Taemin's moans get louder and curses leave his lips as he pulled out of you and forced you down to kneel in front of him. He stroked himself quickly and in seconds pearly beads of cum shot onto your lips, down your neck and chest and some landed on your stomach.

He painted you as if you were his canvas. You didn't need to ask him to know. Fucked out and hazy, you turned towards the city lights again, sliding the glass door open and stepping out into their glow just as you were. One last thing to help Taemin to be seen as he wanted to be. You had to display the masterpiece he had painted on your skin.

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Kinktober 2021 Day 23

The Edge - TXT Yeonjun

Who: TXT Yeonjun x f!reader

What: 🔞⛔🚫smut. Trigger warning: knife play, edge play. Do NOT try this at home. If you do anyway, I beg you to research properly and start SLOW.

Word count: 1.7k

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It was only fitting he'd gone for rope over chains, your wrists tied up nice and tight and secured to the headboard. His main light was off but his side lamps were on, lighting him at an angle and casting long shadows on the walls. His jewellery glinted in the light, two hoop earrings and a chain around his neck. Something in his hands glinted too, and it wasn't just his ring. The blade nearly blinded you with its glimmer and it was the kind where you could tell it was just as smooth and sharp as it looked.

Nothing made you submit quicker than the feel of the cool metal and the scratch against your skin. He was toying with you. Twirling the blade in his fingers, making light bounce off it, making no move to approach you with it. Just as you relaxed against the rope securing your wrists, he grabbed the knife by the handle and sat down on the bed next to you.

Not a word, just his sinister grin as he brought the blade to his lips and his pink tongue delicately traced the sharp edge, his eyes fixed on yours. Your breathing quickened and your lips fell open helplessly. You wanted him to touch you, you wanted the cool steel pressed against you, you wanted the thrum of danger beating in your chest at the fact that you had put your trust in Yeonjun so completely. One wrong move and the consequences could be dire. You were so restless, chest rising and falling against the mattress with anticipation.

Your eyes were glued to his fingers as they curled around the handle and finally lowered, pointing the tip of the blade down towards you. Your heart hammered in your chest until you finally felt the light scratch and coolness against your skin, right between your breats.

Everything went silent. Your breathing stopped, your heart rate slowed down. All there was was the light rustle of the blade against your skin as Yeonjun dragged it down to the spot where your ribcage flared outwards. When he stopped there you swallowed, arms straining against the ropes. Yeonjun was looking at the path he was teasing over your skin as if entranced. His long fingers tipped the handle upwards so the point of the blade was directly pressing down on your skin, and he twirled the blade. You held your breath desperately, trying not to raise the tension against it and cut yourself.

But there was an art to this that Yeonjun was no novice at. He kept just enough weight off the blade to make you feel the scratch and the sharpness of the edge but no pain. He started tracing the outline of your lowest set of ribs, all the way from left to right, in a bow-like shape. When he reached the end, he notched the blade past the gap to make it graze the rib above, and repeated the same line all the way across.

Like this he kept you utterly subdued as he made the blade climb the long way up to just beneath your breasts. Once he could no longer go horizontally, he tipped the blade on its side to drag underneath your breasts. The blade was soaking up the heat of your skin but still felt too cold and you so badly wanted to shiver, every ounce of control going towards keeping your muscles rigid in their position.

Yeonjun circled the blade around the outlines of your breasts, finishing right in the centre of your chest again. His warm hand joined the tool on your skin and you sighed as the warmth spread over your breasts. He massaged and cupped them in turn, not forgetting your nipples and giving them the same care and attention. You almost forgot about the blade on your skin until you felt it dig into the soft flesh of your throat. Your eyes had drifted closed but now shot open, searching Yeonjun's face which still held his dreamy smile.

His other hand was still around your breast and he left it there as he leaned closer to your face. His lips hovered over yours and you so badly wanted to kiss him but the knife pressed into the side of your throat ensured that you could not move even a hair upwards. Too afraid to even speak, you looked up at Yeonjun. His dark eyes shone in the semi-darkness and his lips opened just enough for his tongue to swipe over them. He leaned down further but instead of the kiss you expected, his tongue firmly traced the entirety of your lower lip slowly, so slowly you could feel the light texture of his tongue and the friction over your lip. His hand on your breast travelled upwards and as he pulled away, his middle finger slipped right into your mouth. You instinctively sucked and swallowed but the motion increased the friction of the blade against your throat.

The thrum returned to your chest. The blade had not moved and you wanted it to. You wanted it to caress you just as Yeonjun's tongue had done to your lips. Unconsciously, your body undulated beneath Yeonjun's hands and his smile only grew as he swirled his finger over your tongue. He withdrew his finger but left the blade right where it was, pressing against your pulse point. You felt his warm hand trailing down over your body, dipping under the thin panties you were wearing and diving right into your folds.

The heat of embarrassment rose up to your cheeks. You hadn't noticed at all how wet you were and Yeonjun's finger entered you with no resistance. You couldn't moan or writhe with the knife pressed so intimately against you and it only drove you crazy not to be able to succumb to the pleasure of Yeonjun's fingers fully. Tiny whines bubbled up in your throat, your breathing quick and shallow as he fingered you, thrusting a second finger into you and testing your self-control. Your panties were getting more soaked by the second as your juices leaked out around Yeonjun's fingers.

You looked up at him desperately, the plea in your eyes couldn't be clearer. He tilted his head to the side and spoke for the first time since he'd started.

"Do you want to go on, baby?"

He withdrew the blade a little to let you speak but kept contact with your skin, a reminder that he was still in control.

"I trust you," you murmured, "but please, I need more, you're driving me insane!"

He chuckled lightly and the sound enveloped you just like the shadows in the room were twirling around the both of you. The blade was finally lifted off your skin and in a moment you felt it underneath the band of your panties. With a flick, Yeonjun sliced through the side of the garment then did the same to the other side, peeling the cloth off you. You turned away when it pulled a string of moisture with it from your pussy, undeniable proof of how much you were enjoying this.

Yeonjun's fingers at your jaw turned your face back just in time for you to see the blade being positioned at the junction of your thighs. He tapped your inner thigh with the wide side and you opened your legs wider instinctively.

"Mmmm..."

One of his digits entered you and you were finally able to luxuriate in the pleasure of being filled and stimulated. Your hips bucked into his hand as he thrust his finger deeply and methodically into you. But the next moment you froze again when you felt something hard, flat and cool against your clit.

"Don't move," Yeonjun warned but his finger was still pumping in and out of you. Slowly but firmly, the blade was moved in small circles, massaging your clit.

Feeling something so unyielding against your most sensitive of places was a new sensation and yet, the speed with which the tension built in your abdomen was undeniable. The hard surface of the blade ensured the pressure on your clit was firm, even and constant and it felt far better than you could have imagined, like pleasure being pressed and ironed into you. You soon found that your sensitive folds were too soft to have the kind of resistance against the edge that made you nervous, and you found yourself relaxing under Yeonjun's ministrations.

A second finger entered you and he hooked them slightly, making you cry out as your wrists strained against the ropes and your head fell back. Yeonjun observed your reaction and stopped massaging your clit with the side of the knife, instead tapping it. The sudden motion had a high-pitched moan squeezed from you and he continued tapping on your clit as his fingers still fucked and curled into you.

There was so much heat in your chest and you were trying not to move too much, but it was no longer out of fear of getting hurt. Now it was so that Yeonjun's perfect rhythm on your clit wouldn't break. The tension in your body was unbearable, you just needed that little bit more. Yeonjun mercifully obliged your body's wordless plea and alternated the tapping motion on your clit with pressing and massaging against it again. He quickened the pace of his fingers inside you and you couldn't hold on any longer.

You let your breath shudder out from your lungs and with it the heat spread through your whole body as you started to cum around Yeonjun's fingers. Needy, desperate moans were in his ears and he was all too happy to continue working you through your orgasm, the blade never leaving your clit as he kept it pressed down.

As you shook with the pulsations of it, you imagined how you must have looked from the side. Wrists bound, back arched with a blade pressed into your most sensitive spot, Yeonjun smiling just as darkly over you as he was when he started. This was a new level of submission that you could so easily become addicted to. But when Yeonjun pressed the hard metal down onto your clit again, the thought became so fuzzy and unreachable that the only thing you had to say was...

"More..."

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Kinktober 2021 Day 4

Fine Things - TXT Huening Kai

Who: TXT Huening Kai x f!reader

Kink: Lingerie. Smutty goodness, a bit of cockwarming, a lot of steamy passion

Word count: 2,022

A/N: This one completely got away from me. I have no idea why. Every time I started writing it I would get so, ahem, excited that I would have to either go relieve myself and come back to it or torture myself as I kept writing. I don't know why this had such an effect on me, lingerie isn't even in my top kinks and Huening Kai, as gorgeous as he is, isn't my TXT bias. Whoever requested this one, it wrecked me. Enjoy!

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Kai's fingers were nervous as he was slipping the satin robe over your shoulders. He'd always wanted to see you like this but it had taken an awful lot of time and one very drunken birthday party for him to finally come out with it and ask you.

It was so different from how you usually dressed and you held your breath as you felt his fingers following the path of your robe as it fell away from you. Behind you Kai bit his lips as he took a step back to simply marvel at you.

"Oh my goodness... You look breathtaking..."

His gaze fixated on the ribbing and intricate decoration of your laced up corset, then followed the laces as they criss-crossed down your back. The curve of your hips followed and he licked his lips as he tried not to reach forward and grab handfuls of your ass, the globes of it exposed by the tie-side thong you had chosen. And finally the garter belt and stockings it held, adding to the allure and elongating your legs with the seam running up the back.

"Do you like it," you whispered shyly, still with your back to him.

"Turn around," you heard him say. His voice was low and hoarse, tense with something which was far from his usual bright tone.

You did as he asked, turning to face him slowly, hands fidgeting with the clasp of your garter belt.

Kai stepped towards you and there was reverence in his eyes as he settled his hands at your cinched waist, tracing the outlines of it. He reached behind you and tugged on the corset laces teasingly, pulling you into his body. He was so big and so warm and you felt engulfed as his long arms encircled you.

The others were all going to be practising late and going over to their families to spend the weekend straight after, leaving the dorm free for you and Kai.

Kai pulled you along gently and sat down in the armchair in the living room, setting you down to straddle his thigh.

You gasped, suddenly reminded of the fact that your beautiful thong was actually crotchless and the friction of Kai's jeans against your exposed folds made you shiver. But Kai didn't know that yet.

He pulled you in for a kiss and you melted against him. You loved the way he kissed you. Soft, warm and gentle, and when things got heated, deep kisses that felt as if he touched your soul. You parted your lips for him and he pulled you closer. This dragged you forward on his thigh, your bare pussy exposed to the friction and you whined and shifted uncomfortably.

"What's wrong Y/N," Kai murmured against your lips as he broke your kiss and looked at you with concern.

"Mmm... I'm..."

You ground your hips against his thigh and took his hand, wanting to show rather than tell him what the problem was. You guided his fingers to your panties, sighing when his fingers came in contact with your softness.

"Oh," Kai breathed against your lips, a spike of heat running through him at the realisation. Automatically his fingers started to caress and massage your folds, one of them dipping inside you when he felt that you were already damp. He lost his gentleness for a moment as he grabbed you and pulled you flush to him, kissing you hungrily as he teased you with his finger. He took one of your hands and guided it to the front of his jeans where you felt him swell and harden even more than he already had.

"As beautiful as you are in this, suddenly all I want to do is rip it right off," he chuckled against your lips, pulling his finger from you. "Let me just..."

He didn't finish and just manhandled you around while he unbuttoned his jeans and shoved them and his underwear off his hips and away. He then sat you back down on his lap but facing away from him this time. You heard him hastily taking his shirt off and it fell to the side with a soft sound.

"Will you sit still while I get this off," he asked as he tugged on the corset laces.

"I'll try," you laughed breathily but the next second Kai's strong arms were picking you up again and you groaned loudly as he sat you down right on his cock, penetrating you all the way.

The stretch burned as it always did. It was both a gift and a curse sometimes that his cock was proportionate to the rest of him, long and thick, and you could feel every inch of it resting inside you.

But Kai didn't thrust. He left you as you were while his hands fumbled with the corset laces and he started to undo them slowly.

"Kai, I need you, please," you ground your hips on him, trying to increase the friction.

"And I need you to sit still until I undo these," he murmured teasingly against your bare shoulder, thumbing the ties of your crotchless thong. So this was the game he wanted to play.

He had undone the knot and had now started letting the laces out of their eyelets little by little. Instinctively you took a deeper breath as some of the pressure of the corset eased. There was warmth pooling low in your abdomen already from how full you felt and the small measurements of pleasure every time Kai shifted. You both fell silent, just the sounds of your breathing surrounding you. Kai's was shaky, just like his hands were becoming as you felt him starting to falter with the intricate work.

He lost his patience for a moment and his hands dropped to your hips, pressing you down onto his cock and he thrust up into you.

You screamed and your thighs trembled with the effort it took not to start bouncing on his lap. Kai leaned forward to embrace you from behind, lips trailing up the side of your neck.

"Shhh, be patient. I'm sorry, I can't help it when you feel so good," he murmured wantonly against your skin as his hands found the laces again. He was already halfway.

"Please, hurry up. I need you to move, please," you were begging him and his fingers got sloppy, tugging on the laces roughly. You felt his jerky movements at your back and it thrilled you how impatient he was for you. More heat gathered at your core and you could feel that you were dripping around Kai's cock.

"Oh thank goodness," Kai whispered as he released the last of the eyelets on the corset and he let it fall away from you. He picked you up again to turn you around and you whined as his cock left your heat. He sat you down in his lap again, this time facing him. His angelic features were pinched by want, smeared across his face as he pulled you in for a hungry kiss. You didn't wait for him to ask and you parted your lips for him, tongue sliding against his as his hands glued themselves to your breasts which until now had been obscured by your corset. He moaned into your mouth as he felt the weight of them in his hands and cupped them, fingers teasing your nipples into stiff little points. With a light bite to your bottom lip he pulled away and ducked his head down to take one of your nipples into his mouth.

A moan bubbled up from deep in your chest at the feeling, coupled with his fingers finding your soaking folds and trailing through your wetness. Kai sucked and bit lightly at your nipple, ever so gentle and the way he silently worshipped your body made you want to please him even more. You reached for his cock and it twitched in your hand as you stroked him. His tip was a prominent red and drooling precum over your fingers.

"Oh my god Y/N... Fuck,"

You loved it when he cursed. Always such a good boy, your little angel. That's why it was even more fun to turn him on to the point of him losing his sensibilities and bursting into profanity. He tucked his fingers into the bands of your stockings and held onto your thighs with a grip that was sure to bruise. Feeling empowered, you lifted yourself up in his lap and guided his length to your dripping pussy. You settled down onto his cock in one long smooth motion, taking him all the way inside you again and the feeling had airy, breathy moans bursting out of both of you. His fingers tightened onto your thighs and he dragged them down, scratching at your skin and ripping ladders into your stockings. It was a relief, it was euphoric.

Kai started thrusting up into you as you held onto his broad shoulders. He was so deep inside you that it almost felt painful but your brain could only register it as pleasure with how worked up you were.

"How are you this wet? You're making such a mess on me," he whispered and sounded all the more pleased about it as his head tipped back and his eyes fluttered shut at the feeling of your walls dragging along his cock. Feeling bold, you reached forward and slid your thumb against his lips. Kai looked at you through hazy eyes and parted his lips to kitten lick at your fingers. You pressed against his lips and he took your middle finger into his mouth, sucking on it lightly as he thrust up harder into you.

You always got off on how debauched you made him look as you overwhelmed his senses. You pulled your finger from his mouth and used it to rub at your clit, bringing yourself closer and closer to the edge. You squeezed around his cock, maximising your own pleasure and also Kai's. His brows furrowed and gasps were tumbling out of his lips. He was a mess under you and you could tell he was about to cum as his cock swelled that little bit more inside you. You were utterly stuffed full of him as he was pulling you down onto his cock roughly. Another giveaway, as he was usually more considerate but had a hard time controlling himself when he was teetering on the edge.

"Are you going to cum, baby," you asked him sweetly, not slowing down one bit.

"Mhmmm...," he nodded rapidly at you. His words were all gone and he slammed you down onto his cock. You buried your hand into his hair and tugged, forcing his head back. You knew he loved it when you got a little rough with him as he was about to burst.

An obscene, beautiful moan rang out loudly as Kai started throbbing inside you, flooding your pussy with his cum.

"Mmm... oh fuck, oh my god," your fingers fluttered on your clit and Kai took you down with him. You clenched hard onto him as he was still pulsing inside you, the involuntary movements forcing his cum out of you and in a mess down your thighs and your ripped stockings.

Both your orgasms were unusually long and you struggled to regain control of your bodies. You stayed connected together as Kai slumped forward and embraced you, leaning his head on your shoulder while he caught his breath. The haze was slow to lift and Kai looked up at you eventually, eyes slightly clearer now.

"Y/N.. I love you."

You were silent for a moment, processing. Kai was not usually the one to say it first, it wasn't easy for him as he usually got too shy.

"I love you too," you smiled at him, bending down to place a sweet kiss on his lips which were still swollen from him biting them in his passion.

"I'm sorry I ruined your stockings. They were gorgeous," he murmured guiltily.

"It's okay," you chuckled. "I actually like them better this way."

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Eunhyuk NSFW alphabet

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Kinktober 2021 Day 30

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

A is for awkward. He can't help it, when the post-orgasmic haze dissipates and the reality of the experience sets in, Eunhyuk withdraws slightly. He's very respectful though and will give you your privacy if you want to clean up by yourself. If you reach for him, he'll stay with you a while, lazy kisses will be placed over your skin before excusing himself politely to go clean up.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On you it's your hips and ass. He gives me ass man vibes and his hands are glued to your hips more often than not, it cements the link between his hands holding them and his cock pounding into you. On himself it's his shoulders and chest. He's often told he has a good body line and he likes to show it off in tank tops or too-baggy sweaters which hang off his shoulder enticingly.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Not picky at all, loves to cum anywhere you let him. Whether inside you, on your face or chest, he's happy.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Dirty secret that he's been outed for already is how much porn he watches (old E.L.F. will know). He has more shame in it now than he used to though and this will be a big secret unless you give indication that you also like porn, and he just might feel inclined to share. The fear of judgment is real with this one, so you'll have to really work at it but when he does disclose, he'll definitely use to his advantage to rile you up by sending you links to videos he thinks you'll both like.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He's 36 years old, man has been around, had his fair share of scandals and has always been known as a flirt, a social butterfly and a charmer. He definitely knows his way around the bedroom both casually and in a more committed way and you'll want for nothing with him in terms of technique.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Sitting up as you ride him or doggy style. Visual person, likes to be either watching your chest and face or your ass while he's fucking you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Goofball on crack in everyday situations, but when he's in work mode or fuck mode he's so serious it's intimidating. He's capable of laughing off awkward moments but will quickly be back to serious and passionate again.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He's a bit old-school that way and just lets it be.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He's been accused of this often (mainly by Donghae, but still) in that he can come across as closed off and unemotional despite his bright and comedic persona. The real Hyukjae feels vulnerable, he doesn't give his heart away nearly as easily as he gives away his dick, and intimacy is not an easy thing for him. If you do achieve it, he'll make you feel like you're the only one in the world that matters. The way he looks at you, the way he kisses you, there's a depth to it that makes you shiver.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

With his porn appetite, he has no shame in satisfying himself when you're not around. A few times a week.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Lingerie and strip tease or lap dance. He likes the sexy stuff, he likes a performance. If you give him a lap dance he'll die happy. He's a dancer and an instructor through and through, and watching the fruits of your labour in his field makes him ecstatic.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Private person and he's terrified about being actually caught but secretly does enjoy the thrill of it. He'll have sex with you in every room of his house if he's sure that no one can walk in (cough-cough Donghae) but he has a real thing for hotels. He'll take you on lots of overnight hotel or Air BnB stays even in the city, because he likes new places and the assurance that he won't be disturbed.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Compliments. Call him charming, talented, handsome - he'll be putty on your hands. He likes to feel admired and wanted and that motivates him to show you that your admiration and compliments are not misplaced.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He generally ikes to be the pursuer. If you are very pushy with your advances towards him, it's a turn off. It doesn't mean you can't make the first move, but it needs to be subtle - a lingering gaze over his body, holding his eyes for a moment longer than necessary - Eunhyuk is perceptive and he'll pick up on that.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He knows his way around it but prefers receiving. If he's in a mood to be an insufferable tease though- you are getting Oral with a capital O. Once he actually gets into it, he doesn't leave for a long time, until you've come twice or until you've at least been edged twice.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Eunhyuk is not a patient guy, he'll have patience only long enough to get you alone, and from there it's frantic making out, ripping clothes off and getting down and dirty. He's fast but not to the point of overlooking your needs. He knows to tease you to work you up, but the way he's so eager has you matching his pace most of the time anyway. He goes for fast thrusts at a good angle, very measured so no energy is wasted and he can go as long as you need him to.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He has these for breakfast. Well he rarely skips breakfast but sometimes he really will, if it means he gets to have a few extra minutes of good sex. Not having the time or the right place isn't a problem for him. Bend you over the kitchen counter, unzip his fly while you watch TV on the sofa - not a problem and he'll still have enough stamina and appetite for later when you have enough time for a proper session.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

I believe that in his younger years he was a big risk taker, but there have been a few too many scandals around him and he's been scared off of things like public or semi-public sex. However, he's also really taken to travelling abroad, including by himself, and to me that says that the risk taker in him is very much alive. If he can guarantee that he won't be caught or shamed, I think he'll take a good share of risks. Take you to dinner with a vibrator inside you and he has the remote, or take you on vacation, take a boat to an island and have sex on a secluded beach behind some rocks at night - that kind of risk he will still take and it will get his blood pumping.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He's 36 and called the lazy dance genius, but he has no problems with stamina if he's not just come back from a concert or something. He can go for two solid rounds.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

A little bit old fashioned so he doesn't have loads of toys but he has the basics - a butt plug, vibrator and a cock ring or two, handcuffs. Most of these are used on his partner but he'll let you use cock rings on him and handcuff him when the mood is right.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Usually he's too impatient to tease much. He'd much rather get straight to business. However, sometimes he really gets in a mood to make a whole session be about teasing you and edging you. Slow kisses down your neck, spending excessive amounts of time sucking on your nipples and letting you to grind helplessly on his lap to get some relief, spending a long time between your legs licking and sucking you almost to the edge, then withdrawing with a grin while you look ready to cry or hit him.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Not very loud but he lets his noises out. Harsh breathing, grunts, moans. The better he feels, the more carnal and gorgeous his moans sound and it's a definite motivation for you to pull them from him.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

A dancer through and through. More often than not he'll be teaching you a routine or some moves and you'll start goofing off, making him position you in certain ways and getting up close to show you how to do a move and you'll bait him with looks, a lip bite here and there, bringing your body to press against his and before you know it, you're making out and clothes are flying to the floor. Sex on the floor with Eunhyuk just sort of happens and you're so used to it that rug burn and bruises to your knees don't bother you at all anymore. Not when he's pounding into you from behind fast and hard, being louder than usual because of the sheer passion that's overcome him.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

He's a good size, about average or slightly longer, nice shape and girth. You won't be wanting for anything and he really knows how to use what he's got well.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Remains on the higher side and he's not above negotiating for things like quickies or free use while you sleep if he's really needing some release.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He usually has a hard time falling asleep by himself but sex is a great remedy to this for him and he's out like a light once he's made sure you're okay and he's cleaned up.

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Kinktober 2021 Day 3

Apology Accepted - TXT Soobin

Who: TXT Soobin x f!reader

What: hard dom!Soobin, spanking

Word count: 670

A/N: Sorry that this one is a little shorter, I'm trying to make these long enough to enjoy but not so long that I fall out of schedule. I hope the anon that requested it and all of you still enjoy it.

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Soobin's large hand ghosted over your skin, pausing at times to palm the soft flesh. You were draped across his lap on the sofa, face down as he supported you. His other hand rested securely around your neck, not squeezing, just holding. You leaned into it for a moment but were jolted into alertness by the loud smack of his palm against your ass.

"Soobin!"

His lips curved up into a smirk and he rubbed over the site of impact soothingly. Without a word, he spanked you again. He was not gentle and the sting zapped through your nerve endings.

"Aah! Binnie... Binnie please, tell me what I've done wrong," you pleaded. You were being punished but you didn't know what for. Soobin told you that it would continue until you apologised.

There was no response from him and he suddenly landed two more harsh hits on your ass, squeezing and groping afterwards. Your breaths were coming out choppy and uneven.

What could you have done? Could it be that dinner with your friends last week that you didn't invite him to? Surely not, Soobin didn't mind if you spent time with your own friends.

"Ah!"

He spanked you again, lighter this time, getting distracted with rubbing and soothing your heated skin. His fingers then trailed further in between your cheeks and you felt them against your puckered opening. Your other entrance was dripping and forming a wet spot on your panties but Soobin didn't touch it, focusing on the other one instead. His fingertip pressed against it, teasing you more than anything else but you bucked your hips into his hand regardless, the small dose of pressure enough to make you yearn for more.

Mistake.

Soobin's hand around your throat suddenly squeezed hard, making you momentarily lightheaded and disoriented. It was a warning, the only one you were going to get. Your muddled brain struggled to think of what else could have upset him so that he felt the need to punish you. Could it be because of the other day, when he was telling you his Music Bank story but all you could talk about was how exciting it was that NCT had stopped by?

Another heavy-handed smack landed on your ass, quickly followed by one on your other cheek. You couldn't think anymore, you were dripping in your panties and all you wanted was for him to fill you up already.

"Binnie, Binnie please, I need you inside me, I'm sorry for what I did, whatever it was, I'll do better, just please..."

Soobin choked you again at that and spanked you harder. He was not pleased.

"You really need to be more specific than that," he said quietly, voice icy and authoritative. Your ass felt like it was on fire, the sting now constant.

As you struggled to suck in breaths you wracked your memories for what possibly could warrant this punishment. You were close to tapping out and shouting "red" when it hit you.

"Soobin... Soobin I'm sorry," you ground out and you felt his hand relax around your throat to let you speak. His hand on your ass was only rubbing now, feeling the warmth and examining the damage.

"Binnie, I'm sorry that I let Yeonjun pick my new dress for me yesterday and not you."

While Yeonjun's fashion sense was unmatched and everyone appreciated that, Soobin hadn't missed the very specific compliments that Yeonjun had showered you with as you three stood outside the changing rooms in the shopping centre yesterday. Particularly the ones about how good your chest and hips looked in the dress.

Soobin sat silent for a moment then spanked you hard one final time. He manhandled you off his lap and face down on the sofa as he got on top of you, sliding your panties to the side and burying his cock inside your drooling pussy to the hilt.

"Apology accepted," he growled and started plowing mercilessly into you, the only response being your cries muffled into the cushions.

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Kinktober 2021 Day 18

Arrested Development - SHINee Minho

Who: SHINee Minho x f!reader

What: ⛔🔞smut, handcuffs and dubious consent (pre-agreed), dom!Minho, mean!Minho. The title is an abstract joke, sorry if it's not your taste.

Word count: 1k

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Your skin erupted in goosebumps as the cold metal locked around your wrists. Warm fingers followed the cool sensation and soothed you on their way up your arms, until they reached the railings on the headboard and secured a longer chain against it.

"Comfortable?"

Minho's voice rumbled underneath the clinking of metal against metal.

No response followed from you, in light of the agreement that tonight everything would go unless it was a double "no".

"Comfortable enough, then," he chuckled and ran his hands over your naked body. Clothes had already been done away with, both yours and his, and you had been teased out of your mind with kisses over your neck, your breasts and thighs, and you were dripping over the sheets.

A desperate inhale and a moan joined together in a beautiful sound leaving your lips as Minho eased two fingers into your dripping pussy. He started a firm but slow rhythm and you writhed under him, pulling on the handcuffs around your wrists. The bastard, he knew exactly what he was doing. This pace was nowhere near quick enough for how desperate you were.

"Please, Minho, I want you inside me now!"

He only smirked, slowing his fingers even more and twisting them, only so much as to tease you from the inside without providing much satisfaction.

You were reduced to wanton moans and slurred begging. Your body felt so hot and you trembled every now and then when his fingers brushed over a sensitive spot. Minho focused on those spots gradually, not increasing his pace or his pressure but being strategic with just where he touched you. Your clit was slowly circled and massaged and you nearly sobbed at how good it felt and how insufficient it was all at the same time. You tensed and pulled against the handcuffs, the clinking of metal accompanying your pathetic noises.

"Sweetie, look how filthy you get for me," he said with a smile as he took his fingers out of you and showed you how they glistened with your arousal in the light.

"Oh god, please Minho, please, fuck me now," you begged again, by this point having lost hope that he would oblige.

"Shut up," he told you and stuck his fingers into your mouth, ignoring your muffled sounds of protest.

To your surprise, Minho then spread your legs and got between them, using your slickness and saliva off his fingers to rub over his cock and without further delay he entered you slowly. He fucked into you a few times all the way and you nearly screamed at the relief of finally being full.

"I want to feel you clenching on my cock," he told you as his fingers returned to your clit. You were so strung up that you already could feel your walls flutter a little at the feeling of his hard cock stuffed inside you and his fingers pressing on your sensitive nub.

Minho thrust into you expertly. Deep, sharp thrusts at an even pace, angling his hips to hit your most pleasurable spots. You had no chance. He was going to make you cum in moments and you were not ready, you didn't want it to end yet.

"No, wait, I don't want to cum yet," you tried to twist away from him and move your hips away to slip off his cock but he grabbed you tightly and thrust into you harder. It was useless when you didn't have the use of your arms, the metal grating as you struggled in your restraints. You yelped at his roughness and tried to control the muscles in your walls which were tightening deliciously around him already.

"You're going to cum whether you want to or not," Minho hissed when he heard the quieting of your breath and the rigidity in your body. He saw that you were trying to delay your orgasm and he quickened his pace, thrusting deep and rough into you and canting his hips so that the head of his cock pressed right where you were most sensitive.

"Fuck, no!"

You nearly cried as he forced you into an orgasm, his fingers never stopping their dance over your clit. You spasmed around his cock and he hardened even more inside you.

"That's it, babe, cum on my cock," he growled and shoved himself inside you to the hilt again. Your orgasm washed over you powerfully and a tortured moan signified your surrender as your pussy fluttered and clenched around the invading member.

"I bet you'd like it if I came on your face, wouldn't you," Minho teased as he withdrew from you suddenly, a lewd wet noise accompanying the empty feeling that gripped you as he did.

"Mmm, no, please, I want it inside me," you pleaded. But Minho was not in a kind mood today. He knew you preferred it when he came inside you but tonight it was not about you.

His member came into your view as he stroked it rapidly, ragged breaths leaving him as he was getting close to his own high. His other hand buried itself in your hair and held you firmly in place. He forced your lips open and shoved his cock in unceremoniously, choking you immediately as you weren't prepared. You tried to push him away instinctively but he held fast, a satisfied groan coming from him at the feel of your throat closing around his tip.

He pulled out and stroked himself quickly. Before you could catch your breath you heard him moan loudly as hot droplets hit your face. He painted your cheeks and lips with his cum and rubbed his member across your face to complete his masterpiece.

He rose from the bed, leaving you locked in the handcuffs to catch your breath. You closed your eyes, processing what had just happened when you heard the shutter sound of a camera.

"You look too gorgeous for me not to capture this."

You closed your eyes and tried to turn away in humiliation but the handcuffs didn't let you.

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Kinktober 2021 Day 27

Raise The Bar - SHINEE Key

GIF source: pinterest

Who: SHINee Key (Kibum) x reader (reader gender not specified, reader has a vagina)

What: 🔞⛔️ smut, bondage

Word count: 1,350

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"You know, I was thinking that it's time to redecorate the living room. I'm thinking some light blue and white might look nice. What do you think?"

Kibum's voice was calm and casual, much like the topic of conversation, however you were unable to answer, nod or shake your head. Or move really.

Kibum's cock was stuffed deep in your mouth and his hands held your jaw firmly in place as he fucked your throat. Your hands were locked behind your back with a spreader bar while a bigger one, secured above your knees, kept your legs spread apart in your bent over position.

"I missed that, what did you say?" Kibum asked casually as he continued his fast thrusts into your mouth. You moaned and spluttered around his cock incoherently.

"Yes, I agree," he nodded thoughtfully.

He pulled you onto his cock particularly harshly and you coughed at the suddenness of it. He held himself there for a good moment, then withdrew and finally allowed you space to breathe. You coughed and gasped as he wiped the spit off your chin. He then leaned down to look at you closely, holding your jaw between his fingers so that you couldn't turn away.

He calmly tilted his head to the side as if studying something. This was how he decided on the next position. It wasn't up to you but he would study your face. He interpreted whatever he saw in your eyes, whatever tension was in your face. Today you looked like you really needed it hard.

He let go of your face abruptly and with your arms restrained behind your back you lost balance, falling forward into the mattress. Kibum grabbed you by your hair and turned your face to the side to let you breathe. You felt him arrange you in a way that suited him, his thighs grazing yours as he took his place behind you.

He ran the length of his cock over the cleft of your ass and you instinctively clenched as if to keep something out. His sharp eyes didn't miss.

"No, none of that. You were begging before and I won't have you acting like you don't want it now."

His voice was teasing and it matched the motions of his fingers as he ran them over your slit, spreading your lips apart to expose you even more. He sunk a digit into your slickness and you moaned, your body arching to try and deepen the sensation. Kibum pumped his finger into you slowly and grabbed hold of the short spreader bar securing your hands behind your back. He used the rod to steer you, making you twist to the right.

"Look at me," he said quietly, his smirk still in place. You obeyed and craned your neck just in time to watch him take his finger out of you and suck the evidence of your arousal off it, then grab hold of his cock as he brought it to your pussy. He slipped inside you and bottomed out without a pause, and your face twisted at the pleasurable but overwhelming sensation.

Kibum pulled the bar behind your back to the left and you had no choice but to follow, no longer able to see him but feeling a stretch as he pulled up. He was arching your back as he filled you, and started a harsh rhythm of deep, rough thrusts.

Your moans were clipped and tense, Kibum's hips hitting into your ass cutting off the sound and your breaths half way.

"It feels-- so-- good!" You whined, each word cut off by Kibum slamming into you.

"You like it, my little slut?" He grunted as he continued pushing all the way inside you, the tip of his cock rubbing over your g-spot with each thrust deliciously. Your answer was less words and more of a choked up cry.

Kibum hooked his arm into the spreader bar, bending it and bringing you up into a more painful arch.

"I said, do you like it, my little slut?"

"Yes, yes, sir!" You cried and he let go of the bar, satisfied. You lost balance again and fell forward, and this time he kept you face-down into the mattress as he grabbed onto your hips and quickened his pace.

His cock inside you continued to rub into your sensitive spots at an angle, making sure your noises didn't die out.

With the agency and mobility taken from you and with it being too hard to bring yourself up to see again, you shut your eyes tighter and allowed the sensations to fully run through you. The white-hot pleasure of Kibum's cock pistoning inside you, the friction of your face and chest against the mattress as you were fucked into and the acute points of tugging where the spreader bats were secured to you - it all anchored you in the here and now, not a thought beyond this room, beyond Kibum's control over your senses. It was a wonderful place to be.

"That's it, baby," Kibum's voice reached your ears, sounding a little ragged himself with exertion as he gave you a few particularly lewd thrusts, plunging all the way into you and rolling his hips just to make the tip of his cock touch the very back of your pussy. Your muffled moans had taken on that unmistakable blissful tone that told him you were close. He bent over you, reaching around to tease your clit and help you along as he kept up his pace.

His fingers quickly became slippery with how aroused you were and you had dripped out around his cock already. He didn't need to pull any tricks to get you to cum. You were well-conditioned and all that was needed was for him to keep up the steady stream of pleasure he had perfected for you. It crept up on you almost as a surprise, when he tugged on the spreader bar behind your back as you were reaching your peak. Your strangled, muffled scream and the tightening of your walls around his cock did Kibum in.

"Ohhh fuck baby, you feel so good... I'm gonna fill you up and I want to hear you," he grunted as he pulled on the spreader bar one final time, bringing you exhausted body up. He pulled the rod to the right, twisting you as you half-moaned and half-whined at having to exert yourself to. But he liked to watch you as you felt him cum inside you, it was his cherry on top. You saw his gorgeous face split into a blissful grin as a low moan rumbled in his chest, his scarred eyebrow arching gracefully.

You felt his cock twitch inside you and his hips finally stilled. You clenched around his member hard, wanting to maximise the pleasure for him as he emptied himself into you. It felt perfect.

Awareness crept up uninvited and let you know that your joints felt stiff from being locked in place for so long. Kibum was already on it, reaching over you for the small set of keys on the nightstand. He stayed inside you as he unlocked the spreader bars keeping your arms and legs locked in position. He withdrew from you carefully and chuckled when you turned onto your back and stretched like a cat, rolling around.

When you eased the discomfort in your limbs, you spread your legs wide and gave Kibum a clear view of his cum dripping out of you.

"Are you trying to tease me now? Because you know I'll lock you right back up," he said, raising an eyebrow as he jingled the small set of keys.

Feeling a little bratty in your post-orgasmic euphoria, you looked at him straight in the eyes as you bit your lip and trailed your hand over your neck. You brought your hands in front of you, close together as if waiting to be handcuffed.

Kibum leaned down and captured your lips in a heated kiss.

"Don't move, I'll go get the other keys. If you move, it's the spreader bars again."

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Kinktober 2021 Day 21

Trust - VIXX Leo

Who: VIXX Leo x f!reader

What: ⛔🚫smut, trigger warning: breath play, choking

Word count: 880

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It didn't feel real, the orange glow that the sunset was bathing Taekwoon's living room in. His large hands were holding you protectively, long elegant fingers ghosting over your ribs. It was as if he was holding your breath in his hands, feeling your lungs expand each time you breathed in and go down with each exhale.

He was moving inside you languidly as he held you in his lap from behind. His hips rolled into you steadily, delicious friction from his cock keeping you yearning and alert. You squirmed in his hands, sighing as he continued to fuck into you. You felt his lips moving softly over the curve of your shoulder, up the side of your neck to your ear, and your skin erupted in goosebumps. You ground your hips onto his cock instinctively, trying to wring more pleasure from him and fight back against the tantalisingly light sensations he was teasing you with.

Taekwoon's hands repositioned, one down to hold your thigh more steadily to keep thrusting into you, and one up. Up over your breasts, across your sternum, up over your collarbones. Even just the light pressure of his palm on your chest made you lean back against him. The warmth and hardness of his chest against your back felt so reassuring. His fingers continued higher, at the base of your neck now, and higher still until they spread around your throat.

"Are you okay," he said quietly, his gentle voice almost putting you in a trance.

"Yes, yes please Taekwoon, more," you ground against him again, hoping that he would oblige.

His fingers tightened around the sides of your neck gradually until the pressure started making you feel on edge in the best way. Hyperaware of the feeling of his skin against yours, the slippery sound of how aroused you were as he fucked into you, the orange reflections in the room having shifted into the red spectrum. Taekwoon's hand holding your thigh moved inwards and the pads of his fingers started massaging your clit. The pressure around your throat had your senses narrowing down, blood rushing in your ears as your eyes drifted shut and you shivered, so oversensitive that your skin broke out in goosebumps again.

Taekwoon's grip was locking tighter and you took your last breath before he gently changed the angle of his hand and restricted your airway. He bucked harder into you and where you normally would moan, the sound was stuck against his fingers, locked in your throat. Without the comforting sensations of fresh oxygen entering your body, you were forced to feel only Taekwoon doing the same.

A moment of panic.

If he wanted to, he could hurt you. Snuff you out. Fear zapped through you, metallic, making you want to inhale but you could not. You were, in a way, putting your life in his hands. In a way, you were at his mercy.

Then the feel of his lips on your shoulder fluttered a different thought. He adored you. He was terrified of hurting you. He was doing this for your pleasure, because you had asked for it. In a way, he was at your mercy.

Taekwoon eased the pressure for a moment and your remaining breath rushed out of you all at once. He then manoeuvered you with a mind-rotting amount of strength, pushing you further forward on his lap in a deeper bend to your back. His fingers on your clit kept their steady pace and he thrust harder into you. An absolutely broken moan left you and for a second you felt like crying. Everything was so intense that you suddenly became desperate to be grounded in some way, anchored so that your consciousness would not float away.

Taekwoon moved his hand to close around your throat again and when he did, when you could not breathe, a paradoxical wave of relief forced you to shudder and your entire body tensed up, as if in preparation for something. Your slick walls also clenched hard around Taekwoon's cock and as if through water, you heard a groan rumble from deep in his chest. His grip on your thigh became merciless but the fingers around your neck only tightened a little, just enough to make you feel secure in your high.

Unable to breathe or out, you surrendered. Your muscles relaxed and your eyes drifted shut. Taekwoon sensed the change in your body and stopped thrusting into you for a second, only to have you grind down hard on him. The next moment your pussy started rhythmically tensing around his cock as you came. Your high was silent as your vocal cords were still immobilised. Your control over your body lessened as the contractions wracked you from inside, and you dug your fingers in Taekwoon's thigh in an urgent request. He released your neck and you inhaled reflexively, your lungs aching with the sudden expansion. Rainbow flecks dotted your vision for a moment and you scrambled for control over your limbs.

"Was it good, my love," Taekwoon's gentle voice prompted from behind you.

"Amazing..." you said shakily, hoarse and quiet.

His cock twitched inside you and he pulled you up and back so that you rested against his chest as he rolled deep into you.

"Again."

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Kinktober 2021 Day 24

Earn It - VIXX N

Who: VIXX N x f!reader

What: ⛔🚫smut, orgasm denial, teasing

Word count: 822

A/N: I'm not sorry. Make sure you understand the difference between orgasm delay and orgasm denial.

Hakyeon's lips around your clit felt perfect. Deep breaths filled your lungs as he was tracing the soft outlines of your folds with his fingers but going no further, instead lavishing attention on your clit with his tongue. When he finally dipped to tease your entrance you whined.

"You taste so good..."

You could hear the smile in his voice just before he buried his tongue inside of you, mimicking the thrusts you yearned for. If you had any shame, you might have felt embarrassed about the lewd noises his tongue was making against your dripping pussy, but all you had the headspace for was begging.

"Please Hakyeonnie, fill me up already!"

"Aww, is my tongue not enough for you?" Hakyeon smirked at you from between your thighs, looking every bit the incubus. "Alright, let's make you feel better," he said mischievously as he rose up on his knees and leaned over you. He kissed you delicately and turned you over on your hands and knees, pulling your hips towards himself to position you.

You felt his fingers drag over your cunt, gratifyingly firmly as if he was trying to make every touch as pleasurable for you as possible. The blunt head of his cock quickly replaced his hand and he sunk into you in one perfect thrust. You moaned shamelessly at finally being filled. It really did feel like heaven when Hakyeon wanted to please you.

You arched your back for him and he made sure to fill you as deeply as possible. Not too fast, not too slow, a perfect, even pace meant to let you feel every move of his cock inside you exactly long enough for the pleasure to wash over your nerve endings and not have to wait too long for the next hit. Sometimes it felt like a drug really. His hands steadying your hips, caressing you and worshipping you made you want to utterly surrender because he knew just how to please you and all you had to do was feel.

Your moans escalated in pitch when his firm torso draped over yours and his fingers found your clit, making your arousal come up to its peak. You clenched involuntarily around his cock. He was so unforgivingly hard and you wouldn't have it any other way. He was practically purring from behind you, hips snapping into yours more quickly now until you felt yourself just at that sweet precipice.

And then his hands felt like steel on your hips. You tried to impale yourself on him but Hakyeon didn't let you move even an inch.

"No, I'm about to cum," you whined, squirming in his iron grip.

"You'll cum when I let you," he said simply, and restarted his thrusts.

But now they were slow. So achingly slow and so unsatisfyingly shallow. The trickles of pleasure they provided weren't enough to push you over the edge but merely to keep you gazing towards the bottom. You were going crazy, moans now desperate and laboured from your trying to push back against him. Your juices were dripping out from around Hakyeon's cock and the way he fucked into you only made the wet noises more audible.

"Oh my god Hakyeon please, please fill me up, I'm so close!"

You begged him and he only quickened his thrusts a little.

You tried to reach over to rub your clit and help yourself along, but Hakyeon grabbed your hand with a startling show of strength and kept it pinned down. He suddenly bottomed out inside you with a grunt and you felt him twitch and spill his cum deep inside you. Desperate, you clenched the muscles inside you around his shaft, trying to get that little bit more but it just wasn't enough.

Hakyeon slipped out of you, smacking your ass unceremoniously. Before you could protest, he grabbed a butt plug from the night stand and you felt something cool slip into place inside you.

"Now you're going to be good for me and keep that in for the next half hour, and then you might get to cum."

"Hakyeon!" You wanted to scream, you had been so wet and with his cum inside you you were ever more slippery. You tried desperately to clench around the toy inside you and not let it slip. You quickly realised the only chance you had would be if you stayed lying down. If you so much as tried to even sit up, you knew it would slip right out of you and spill everything.

"I'm going for a shower and I'll check on you when I get out," he said with the same tone as he would have asked for the newspaper over breakfast.

You shut your eyes and bit your lips, your body itching for release and the constant clenching around the toy only keeping your mind focused on how much you still wanted Hakyeon's cock inside of you.

#vixx smut #vixx n smut #vixx hakyeon smut #vixx scenario #vixx hakyeon #muselin kinktober 2021 #muselin🍁#vixx hard hours #vixx imagine #cha hakyeon

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Taemin exhibitionism ideas poll result

Thank you to the 32 of you that voted in the poll! The poll is now closed. Here are the results:

With a small but convincing lead throughout the voting period the Taemin exposing himself to his neighbour idea has won and will be written. Honestly I didn't expect that one to win lol, I thought you guys would want something more fantasy-like but this is interesting. The runner-up idea is going to be incorporated into one of my other fics I have in the works.

Exhibitionist Taemin will be coming very soon 🍁

#muselin kinktober #muselin🍁#kinktober 2021 #taemin smut #shinee smut

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Right, so the next Kinktober piece is Taemin, and the kink is exhibitionism. I can't for the life of me settle on an idea to go with because I have way too fucking many. So I've done a poll and whatever idea wins, I will write that.

#kinktober 2021 #muselin kinktober 2021 #muselin🍁#taemin smut #taemin imagine #taemin

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TXT Taehyun NSFW alphabet

Kinktober 2021 Day 13

@bangchanswolfpelt @milki-bear

A/N: Probably going to do updated versions of all my TXT alphabets, as the boys grow and their vibes change, but I have the full set of alphabets now. It was SO hard for me to write this btw, I think because Taehyun is my bias but not just any bias, a "soulmate vibes" bias. I have this feeling about my other "soulmate vibes" bias, Ken from VIXX, and the only thing I've written about him is a 12k smut piece...

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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Taehyun gets a bit awkward with his aftercare unless he's genuinely in love with you. He lets all his passion and emotion out uncontrollably during sex and afterwards he's going through a bit of an emotional hangover and can be a little flat. Somewhat embarrassed that you've seen him so uncontrolled and vulnerable, he might feel a little cold and businesslike but he'll still get you water and invite you to his shower. He won't shower with you though, he needs a minute to clear his head. Showering together is reserved for really deep relationships.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On himself his arms. He works hard on them and likes how strong he is and how it allows him to pick you up and manhandle you however he wants. On you it's your shoulders. He loves to kiss you there and often keeps one hand on your shoulder to guide you when you ride him.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

No preference. As long as he gets to cum he's satisfied. He likes it inside you or in your mouth, and is second-most likely in TXT to ask you to cum on your face and tell you how pretty you look with it.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Boy loves his research. Like obsessively. I'm talking anything from nipple sucking to sounding and knife play. He has two sides. When the relationship is not romantic he has no shame, he will bring up all kinds of kinks and he's a "try anything once" kind of learner. With someone he's in love with he gets very defensive and self-conscious that he likes things that are considered deviant and this becomes his big dirty secret.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He's not very experienced but he's very knowledgeable. 1-2 past partners. He could go in blind and still have you fooled that he's done it all before.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Anything where he's in charge. He's very physical and flexes his strength. Doggy style, against a wall, him on top, you name it.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Boy has no chill. Like none. The second he looks at you with those big serious eyes in that way, it's on. He has no time for fooling around when he's fooling around, if you know what I mean. If you try to play with him he will manhandle you into submission and fuck you hard enough to make it impossible for you to do anything but scream.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Trims regularly but always keeps some around. He doesn't like feeling too bare, he wants to retain a sense of manliness.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

The hardest one to crack of all of TXT but... If Taehyun really wants you, if he has feelings for you or if he's really feeling vulnerable, you will get the kind of Intimacy from him that makes your soul ache. You will get lost in his eyes, you will hear a thousand words without him even opening his mouth. When Taehyun truly loses his head he stops dominating and starts worshipping. Kisses on your hipbones, will let you put your fingers in his mouth and suck on them while his eyes never leave yours, both hands cradling your face when he kisses you.... It's so fucking romantic, dear god.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Pretty often, he has a high sex drive. 3-4 times a week if he can't see you every day.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Not so much a kink but he NEEDS to feel a mental connection. He needs to feel intellectually, mentally connected. There needs to be a push and pull, some kind of interesting dynamic otherwise it's not worth it to him. For how domineering he is he actually never makes the first move. He wants to be chased, needs to be wanted and asked out first before he throws his cards down on the table and steps in to lead.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

He's a private person and you won't catch him fucking in public places. However, he has a big thing for hotels. He loves the illusion of anonymity, he likes the contrast of that with how much he actually needs from someone to even consider sleeping with them. Expect a lot of short trips with this one because his love of travel and hotel sex makes for a very exciting time. Stumbling into a numbered room with the lights off, making out passionately as your clothes fly off haphazardly and he pins you to the bed, not caring about messing up the sheets because that's the beauty of it.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Being wanted and accepted. If he feels that you are into experimenting, that you understand him and that you won't judge him for his preferences, he becomes much more interested. He might start throwing you more and more controversial questions. Give the right answer and he'll eventually start drooling over you.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Does not do drunk one night stands. Sober ones maybe, if the stars align, but not drunk ones. Because the mental connection is so important to him, you being drunk automatically severs this for him.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Taehyun does prefer receiving, he finds it very relaxing and satisfying and he treats it almost as a health benefit, one of the sure fire things that gets him to unwind. He's good at giving oral too, if he's in the mood or you ask nicely he will happily go to town between your legs and he will stay as long as you want. He does usually insist on getting you to cum at least once with his mouth before moving on though, he's got a reputation to keep.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

You can tell what he's feeling and what kind of day he's had by his pace. Slow and teasing? He's feeling good. Fast and passionate, with lots of kisses? His day sucked, he's feeling vulnerable and he's seeking comfort. Fast and rough to the point of pain? He's in a dark place or he's jealous because of something you've done.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

See above. In the last scenario he has no qualms about roughing you up, cumming in you and leaving you high and dry. If he's having his own issues he'll apologise and make it up to you, but if he's jealous he won't spare you a glance.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Taehyun is all about educated risk. The best dom in TXT and you are always safe with him in that sense. Always knows where the lube is, always has a backup key to the handcuffs. always pays attention to you in case you forget your safeword. It's exactly this that allows you to request literally any fantasy and he will give it a go. He doesn't shy away from anything, even down to consensual non-consent. If he's done his homework properly and he's prepared, he's trying it.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

1 or 2 rounds and he lasts a long time. He very rarely cums quickly, if he does it's because he's decided a quickie is all you're having.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He keeps different stashes. For himself he keeps a basic one - handcuffs, some rope, blindfolds, anal beads, a dildo, a butt plug and a vibrator. One of everything from the basics. He then builds up a second stash he uses with his partner and these are "their toys". He adds in anything you request or even mention, so you end up with a lot of NSFW gifts from him. If you break up or agree to end your sexual relationship, he gives you your stash as a parting gift and goes back to his basic one.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He's a bit of a tease by nature, he likes to make you work for his attention. Past that, it depends on what you like. He's capable of edging you for hours if that's your kink, or if not, he can make you cum very quickly. He takes pride in knowing his partner's body that way.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

If it's a scene or trying out some kink for the first time, he stays focused and doesn't get very loud, usually harsh breathing and a pretty moan here and there. But if you are making love and he's feeling it, he can get a little loud and it can be a huge turn on.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

PASSION. The boy has so much passion in everything he does. One night you went to check on him while he was working on music in the studio. Little did you know how long he'd spent on it and how frustrated he was that he just couldn't nail it. And so you ended up half undressed, being fucked against the door of the studio as he gasped loudly against your neck, holding you up easily. He didn't care that you were going to make a mess, he just kept going, telling you to cum and so you did, pussy clenching tightly around his cock and your juices rushing out onto the carpet. He loved it when he could make you do that and he slammed into you, filling you up with a choked up moan, the two of you slumping to the floor as your frenzy died down.

"Forget it, I'll just tell the janitors I spilled my soda."

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Average, about 5.5", but magic Tae has kind of a magic dick. It has a particular upward curve that rubs right into your g-spot and he hardly even has to try to get you squirting all over him.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

He has a high sex drive, don't be fooled by the cool, collected exterior. He needs you at least every other day. He can control himself, but unless he's really sick or seriously injured, he's down.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He softens up afterwards and you always end up kissing, which goes one of two ways. You either wind down while lazily making out and fall asleep in each other's arms, or if the passion is still not satisfied, your kisses work you both up again and you end up going for round two.

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Kinktober 2021 Day 31

Melt - SHINee Key

Who: SHINee Key x fem!reader

What: ⛔️smut, ice play

Word count: 1.8k

A/N: @tardisesandtitans at long last, I have delivered! I'm so sorry that it took so long! And with this final fic, Kinktober 2021 is complete. I'm glad that I didn't give up on this project when I fell behind but man am I relieved that it's over.

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"Blindfold or no?"

You paused for a moment.

"No, I want to be able to see."

"I suppose being able to see it coming is equally fun," Kibum smiled as he arranged his tools, much like a painter arranging his brushes before starting on a canvas.

He had you naked and leaning over the bed frame as he filled a chilled glass bowl next to him with ice cubes. He had made a bunch of them in different shapes. There were traditional cubes, some flatter and heart-shaped, and some larger, popsicle-shaped.

Using some small tongs to avoid chilling his fingers, Kibum picked up a heart-shaped ice cube and showed it to you. He then slowly brought it to your lips, pressing it against them until it started to melt.

You smiled lightly against the chill as Kibum looked deep into your eyes until the ice melted into thin rivulets and ran down your jaw and neck. Then he leaned in and kissed you sweetly. His warm lips on yours after the cold pinch of the ice felt heavenly and you hummed in bliss.

A perfect distraction as Kibum was grabbing another ice cube, and you gasped against his lips when you felt the edge of the cube dig into the base of your neck. Kibum held you close, his face a hair's breadth away from yours as he watched you shiver and shake while he slowly trailed the cube down the length of your spine. The concave column it formed was perfect for leading the cold droplets of water down to your lower back. Kibum held steadily onto the tongs and the ice and when you felt it dip and press into your tailbone, goosebumps bloomed all over your skin.

"It's cold," you whispered to him, "and you feel so warm..."

Instinctively you pressed yourself against him, trying to draw from his warmth to compensate for the chill he was inflicting on your skin.

"Ah-ah-ah," he said in a teasing, sing-song tone and pushed you back, circling around until he was behind you. "Stand still."

You obeyed and heard more clinking happening behind you.

"Ah! Fuck!"

It was sudden, the way he pressed two heart shaped ice cubes to your nipples. At first it felt almost as if it was heat, your nerve endings shocked by the frosty sensation until your brain realised it was actually chill. Your nipples hardened into stiff peaks and stayed that way. Cold droplets criss-crossed the expanse of skin beneath your breasts now, some dipping down to the juncture of your thighs. Kibum trailed the ice cubes over and around your nipples, sensitising the skin around them too.

When the ice melted, Kibum guided you to trade places and he sat down on the bed in front of you, within arms reach of the ice bowl.

"Now, I want you to lean over me, rest your arms on my shoulders."

You tried your luck, leaning down low and resting not your hands but your elbows on his shoulders, caging his head between your arms with your breasts right in front of his face.

Your teasing was very quickly turned against you with one smirk from him, after which he leaned in and took a nipple in between his lips.

Floods of heat throbbed in your chest and zipped down to your groin as he sucked on your sensitised nipples, his lips and tongue feeling so hot to your chilled skin. Your body shook from the sensations and Kibum's hands flew up to your hips to steady you. He laved his tongue over your nipple and sucked, teasing with the tip of his tongue all the while, then switched.

The pressure was building between your legs quicker than you thought it would and the urge to feel more, to have friction, to have pressure there rose higher. You sat down in his lap in instinct, trying to alleviate the urge.

Kibum spread his legs under you, spreading yours along with that, as he still sucked and flicked his tongue over your nipples.

You felt him reach for the ice bowl again but you didn't want to look anymore. Your eyes were shut and you were taking in the sensations he was stoking in you. Your body felt hot, as if it was trying to compensate for the cold that it was being exposed to.

You felt Kibum's hand cupping your face and you opened your eyes to look at him. The sight of him looking up at you with your nipple in his mouth made you whimper.

"This will feel very cold now," he warned and went back to sucking at your breasts. You tried to brace yourself but there was nothing that could have prepared you for the shock of a long piece of ice he dragged over your exposed pussy.

You yelped and scrambled over his lap but he held you steady with his other hand, keeping your legs spread with his. He pulled back to watch your face contorting at the overwhelming feeling of chill and relief. The cold oddly alleviated the pressure you felt but only made you more sensitive and needy.

You found yourself arching your back, seeking the popsicle shaped piece of ice and Kibum obliged, dragging it slowly over your clit. You adjusted to it quickly, and he began to tease you with it, circling around your clit, rubbing over it and over your entrance.

You weren't aware of this but your moans were getting needier and more desperate by the minute. You were rutting back and forth against the ice, unsure if you wanted more of the sensation or less.

"Do you want it inside you," Kibum drawled in your ear, noticing how much more desperately you were clinging to him and how you writhed in his lap.

"Yes! Yes, please, do it," you begged and arched your back, exposing your pussy to the chill completely, welcoming the now half-melted length of the ice piece. Kibum circled around your entrance with it, not caring about the water dripping over your thighs and his lap. He dropped the tongs he was using and took the piece in his fingers, pushing it inside you smoothly.

Once more your nerves felt shocked and the piece melted rapidly inside you as it met with your heat. The water dripped out of you, mixing with your arousal which had already seeped past your entrance.

"If I had known you'd love this so much I'd have done it way sooner," Kibum chuckled in your ear. "I can't fucking wait to be inside you."

He eased two fingers inside you smoothly, covering them in your slippery arousal and the cold water from the ice. It felt so, so warm inside you and you rutted against his hand helplessly. Every sensation, every move of his fingers inside you felt magnified

"Please, fuck me now, I need you," you begged and writhed against him without an ounce of shame.

"I couldn't wait a minute longer myself," he said gruffly as he picked you up and pushed you against the bed, than yanked his belt off and stripped out of his jeans and underwear impatiently.

You were on all fours already, obediently waiting for him and you looked back at him, not missing the way he sunk his teeth into his lower lip as his eyes were glued to your dripping pussy. He rubbed over the length of your slit with his thumb and you craved that warm feeling to soothe the lingering chill.

Kibum took his cock in hand and rubbed against your entrance once, twice, then pushed inside you slowly.

There were words somewhere in your incoherent scream but mostly, it was you thanking him for finally filling you up, warming you from the inside. His member felt so hot and hard inside you, you clenched hard around him and he hissed, not moving for a moment while he adjusted to your tightness.

You didn't want to let him go but you were grateful for him taking control and withdrawing from you, hands on your hips, then filling you back up until he was all the way inside you.

"Fuck, FUCK, please keep going, it feels so good like that," your mouth had a mind of its own and you felt like you would lose your mind if he didn't start fucking you faster right this second.

"Mmm, shit... Let's see if I can warm this dripping little cunt back up," he teased as he sped up his thrusts and kept steady grip on your hips.

You let it go entirely, trusting him with your pleasure and he delivered. His cock inside you felt even more satisfying than usual with the added sensitivity he had roused in you, and he snuck a hand around to rub at your clit. You could feel how swollen and hard it was when he touched you and you didn't care how loud your moans were getting as long as he kept fucking you.

Kibum took advantage of the deep bend in your back and rolled his hips into you, his cock sliding against the deepest places inside you that made your eyelids flutter and your eyes roll back. You wanted to tell him how good you felt, how close you felt to cumming but you couldn't, not when he was pounding into you so hard and when your brain was short-circuiting. So you just screamed and clenched so impossibly hard around his cock that he himself moaned helplessly.

"Oh my god... Fuck! Are you cumming?"

"Mmmhh! Mmhmmm.." You tried your hardest to communicate as your hands were fisting the sheets in a death grip.

Behind you, Kibum kept fucking you with fast, sharp thrusts and your walls pulsing and squeezing so tightly around him had him losing his rhythm within seconds. His fingers dug painfully hard into your sides as he slammed into you to the hilt and rolled, cock twitching as he started spurting cum inside you.

In the aftershocks of your own orgasm that felt even better, that satisfaction that he felt just as good as you did. Both of your desperate moans were dying down to blissful hums now and Kibum slipped out from you when he was finally spent. You laid down on your front and he stretched out beside you, resting his head on the small of your back.

The two of you luxuriated in the moment, nit thinking of anything else, only listening to each other's breathing normalise.

All of a sudden, your skin erupted in goosebumps. Feeling this, Kibum raised his head and chuckled.

"What's that about? I haven't touched you with the ice for a while now."

Your eyes were closed already and a smile stretched your lips.

"I know. I was just remembering it."

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