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ericbrainrot · 1 year

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𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐲

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you and renjun spend christmas over at your parents house, and he has a surprise for you.

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: huang renjun x haitian!fem!reader

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 0.8k

"How's this outfit?" he looked at you, standing a bit awkwardly.

You couldn't help but laugh as you stared at your boyfriend. You weren't understanding why he was nervous. Nevertheless, he looked good. This suit color suited him well, and the way his hair was styled was the cherry on top for you.

"You look so good right now... Like I wanna fuck you good," his cheeks were red as he sighed, taking a seat on the bed.

"Babe..." he groaned, placing the pillow over his face.

"I'm sorry, but it's true. You look so fine," you sat in front of your vanity, looking at him through your mirror.

"You look amazing," he was staring at you with a slight smile. Your body looked amazing.

Now he got to sit back and watch you do your makeup and fix your wig. He was always fascinated by the way you worked your magic. You were already a goddess in his eyes, but once your makeup was done... He couldn't find a word to surpass goddess. He just knew that he was the luckiest man on earth.

Today, your parents were having a Christmas party and invited everyone over. You knew that your mother only invited you over so that she could see Renjun. He was like the son she never had, and she was always spoiling him. Sometimes forgetting that you were her daughter. Last Christmas, when they were taking the family photo, you were in the bathroom and she almost forgot about you. You wondered what would've happened if Renjun didn't remind your mother about you in there.

With Renjun familiar with your family, you weren't sure why he stressing himself out. You weren't sure if it had to do with the fact that he wasn't able to be there for Thanksgiving or if he hasn't seen them in six months. He should already know that he is a part of the family, and has been for the past three years now.

Once your makeup and hair were finished, Renjun helped you tie your heels across your ankles before you got up from the chair. You looked inside your closet to see which purse you were going to wear, and you decided to wear your white medium telfar. You wanted to keep it simple tonight.

"Rejunnie!" your mother shouted, opening the door.

She had to be watching her ring camera to see when you two were going to show up.

"Damn, whatever happened to 'hello daughter,' just straight Renjun huh?" you sighed, walking inside the house behind Renjun.

"You know that's her beloved. Ever since he got Ma' that Birkin, she doesn't know how to act for real," your sister huffed, walking inside the living room. "

She was right, the purse that she wears almost everywhere and she's managed to keep it in good condition for this long. You greeted the rest of your family with Renjun before sitting down in the living room. Guessing by the smell of the food, you could tell that the food was almost finished.

"I think my mom made Haitian Mac just for you," you looked at him while his eyes lit up.

Everyone sat at the table. Passing down the plates, talking, laughing, and just overall having a great time. It was like this each holiday event they had and [your name] was grateful to have such an experience. Yet something seemed off, no someone seemed off. Turning to your left, you noticed that Renjun was missing. Where'd this man disappear to now? He's always doing this. Maybe he was using the restroom, so you weren't going to stress yourself out.

Ten minutes passed and he still wasn't there and everyone was beginning to clean around the table. You helped your mom wash the dishes while other family members cleaned the table and floor. The children and everyone else were in the living room chatting.

"Where the hell did he go..." you muttered to yourself, grabbing a napkin and drying your hands.

Walking to the living room, you heard everyone's voice go quiet. There stood Renjun.

"Where did you go? You had me worried sick about you..." you trailed off, walking to him.

"There's something I need to tell you..." he trailed off, grabbing your hand.

"Okay..."

"But before I speak, there's something behind you," and you turned around and saw your niece hand you a rose.

Turning back to Renjun, he was down on one knee. There was no way that this was happening. What the hell? Everyone stood and sat there with big smiles on their face. Did they know about this?

"I haven't said anything yet and you're crying?" he joked with a slight chuckle.

"Being with you for the past three years made me realize how much I love you. I know that you're the one for me and I would love to continue spending the rest of my life with you. So, [your name] would you do me the honor and marry me?" you violently nodded your head with tears falling down your face.

"Yes! Yes, I'll marry you!" you smiled at him, watching him slip the ring on your finger.

"I love you so much," you placed a kiss on his lips once he got up.

"I love you too," he smiled, placing his hands on your waist.

*·˚ ༘♡#𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐀'𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃! ˖◛⁺⑅♡

realized that i’m renjun biased and i had no oneshots for him????

anyway, happy holidays!

#ambw imagines #kpop x black reader #ambw bwam #ambw fic #ambw kpop #kpop #nct ambw #black reader #nct dream #nct x black!reader #nct dream ambw #nct dream x black reader #nct x black reader #nct dream x black!reader #huang renjun #huang renjun x black!reader #huang renjun x black reader

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calibabii21 · 1 year

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|| awakened pt 2 || nct dream

pairings: bestie!nct dream x black!reader

genre: suggestive, mature, best friends, cheeky, idol x black bestie au

warning(s): teasing, multi guys one girl, games, singling out, flirtation, swearing, mild humiliation, competition.

wc: 1.6k

Quickly locking your phone, you tuck it away into your hoodie pocket “hey Jeno” you return his smile. If he notices your skittish movements, he doesn’t say anything, just continues smiling as he responds, “how are you” you then look at him skeptically “good..what do you want?” He looks off to the side “so I was wondering if-” he’s cut off as a loud mouthed Haechan walks into the room adamantly clapping his hands “we need. to play. a gAME.”

his body flops onto the ottoman in front of you “like what? truth or dare?” you sarcastically suggest. suddenly a finger is shoved in your face as Haechan gets up from his upside down laying position, “or better-” by this time the rest of the have entered the room and are now waiting for him to situate himself and continue. “never have I ever” everyone begins protesting

“wait wait but guys it could be FUN” he tries to convince you all. “well I mean, we’re not..doing anything right now” you snap your head towards Mark upon hearing his voice and chip in, “I don’t really mind.” Haechan internally celebrates knowing that everyone will give in since you’ve agreed to play. The eight of you are gather around your living room with drinks- both alcoholic and non, splayed on the table “so how are we doing this? who’s first?” “we can start with Mark since he’s the oldest” said person sighs as he responds “fine. never have I ever.....”

After a few rounds of playing, Renjun is taking his time thinking of something new he has never done which causes someone to release a loud sigh “come on this is so boriiiiing” there are murmurs and nods agreeing with Chenle “can we do something to make this more interesting?” there’s a brief moment of silence “okay. never have I ever..” he takes a second to think before Jaemin smirks directly at you, the unease in your stomach justified as he opens his mouth, “fantasized about my best friend.” an audible gasp leaves you as you cover your mouth in shock at Jaemin outing you “Nana!”

he shrugs dismissively, watching as you put a finger down, face flushed and eyes avoiding the men in the room. you can just hear the smugness in Haechan’s voice as he then says “ohhh we have a naughty one in our midst boys” they all chuckle which furthers your embarrassment. “in that case, never have I ever,” Haechan leans back in his seat, spreading his legs in a sexy relaxed manner, “touched myself to the thought of my best friend”

he puts a finger down, a smirk spreading across his face as he notices you glance down at his hand lazily placed on his crotch before meeting his intense gaze. “well?” he looks at you expectantly seeing as you have not yet put down your finger in response to him,

“I- what makes you think that I have?” he scoffs at your weak attempt of denial “oh please. don’t act like you haven’t bitten down on your hand to keep from pathetically whimpering my name” that makes everyone’s eyebrows raise, including yours. you lean forward at the edge of your seat pinning him with narrowed eyes “it seems you would really like that Hyuck.” though his cheeks tint, his arrogance remains “damn right I would,” his blush gives you a boost of confidence “yeah? baby boy would like it if I was a whimpering mess thinking about cumming on his-” “wOAH okay let’s cut that short”

a panicked tone interrupting you makes you chuckle internally as you look away from a fidgeting Haechan to a grumbling Mark “nooo this was getting good” Chenle protests. “fine let’s change the game entirely. y/n. you have to guess our kinks, and which we have fantasized doing with you.” you scoff looking away to hide the many scenarios now running through your head “I am not-” “that’s a good idea” you look at Renjun with wide eyes, him being the last person you expected to be in agreement with Haechan “what?”

you look to your left “Jeno?” you question in a soft tone, to which he only shrugs and looks at you with his signature eye smile “why not?” you battle with yourself in your head as you look around at all the boys, but seeing their intrigued and excited faces, you give in “alright fine,” you shake your head at their childish celebrations “you guys just better not give me shit for what I say” but they don’t even hear you through their own rowdiness.

For some reason Jisung of all people thought this “game” would be best played in your bedroom..surrounded by 7 horny men. Not that you were complaining but Jesus was it getting hot with them in such close proximity to you. “we’re waiting” you are yet again surprised at Renjun’s speaking up, “you’re rather eager about this” you say with wonder as to why. “we never actually talk about these things so yeah, sue me for being excited” the sass you love pouring into his response “fair enough hahah” your giggles fade as you think of whom to start with “well for starters, it’s not like I..think about you all in this way often..”

your false bashfulness lets them all know you’re lying straight through your teeth, “but since you were the first to speak up, and my room is right next to you, yours-” your eyes lock on Renjun’s “is mutual masturbation. has to be. I’ve heard your soft little moans and rapid breaths right around me having a little ‘me time’.” his face is completely flushed red, and you immediately know you’re spot on.

“Jisung.” you’re quiet after some time, just observing him as you stare him down “size kink.” his widen dramatically “you may think no one notices, but you’re constantly comparing our height, hand sizes, and I’m sure you-” your eyes trail his body stopping just at the waistband of his joggers “well, you get the gist.” the others laugh at the youngest’s stunned expression.

“Chenle........I actually have no fucking idea” he rolls his eyes as you try not to laugh, “lame.” ignoring his sulking, you move on to the next person, “now Nana. I see you smirking over there but you’re not fooling anyone,” curious eyes turn to the smirking boy, “you may be a flirty tease sometimes, but I know you’re a sucker for praise. actually, now that I think about it, you praise me for every little thing” as you keep talking you begin to get shy “aww, baby is getting all shy on us” you huff flipping him off as you attempt to gather your thoughts

“okay okay let me wrap this up, um, Jeno” you look to your left to see said boy laying back on your bed, arms resting behind his head “you..you are” Jaemin makes eye contact with you with a challenging brow as you clear your throat, “um you’re brat taming for sure.” your assurance intrigues him “oh?” you nod at him “mhm.”

“ugh alright just hurry up and get to me already.” You glare at Haechan “just for that, you’re going last.” he pouts and whines rolling back and forth at the bottom of your bed “but I want to go nowwww” you groan in frustration “Hyuck just sit down and shut up and wait your turn.” the boys all hoot and holler at your tone, you being the only one to notice how quiet and compliant he’s become “oh baby boy likes being told what to do” you coo in a condescending tone as you sit on your knees leaning close to his face, “you want mommy to make you feel good? bet you would sound really pretty for me hm?” you notice his eyes become hooded as he watches you slowly lick your lips subconsciously nodding. you abruptly lean back to your original position, “well he clearly has a mommy kink, as well as breeding.”the boys shove him from all directions “damn what did you do to him?”

You turn to Mark, hearing his voice in your ear “what about me?” he asks softly, only a few inches from your face, “you sir, are auralism through and through. as am I” his eyebrows furrow as his voice cracks through a “aURalism?” you nod, the two of you still in your own world “means you’re aroused by sound. the sound of my voice in particular.” you lean into each other, voices barely audible enough for the both of you to hear one another “like the sound of you coming apart with my face between your-” before he could finish, or you respond, a voice cuts in “woah woah woah woah woah! when did that happen??” Mark is quiet as you try to intervene, “no we-” Renjun is quick to interrupt you “wait you two have fucked? how did we not know this??”

the six other men in the room look between you and Mark confused and a little jealous, “you mean to tell me..that this dude has tasted you, but I can’t even touch you?” Haechan genuinely sounds upset so you move away from the eldest Lee and over to the one complaining, “well I never said you couldn’t touch me.” he’s instantly silenced, staring you with unfiltered arousal “but that’s for another time,” you clap your hands once as you climb off of your bed, “okay boys, everyone out. I need to shower.”

seven pairs of eyes follow you, watching as you retrieve a satin cami and short pajama set and walk into the adjoined bathroom locking the door behind you. not long after your bath water is drawn do they hear a vibrating sound coming from behind the door “wha- no fair” Jisung complains as they are leaving your room, “what was even the point of all this” he grumbles to himself.

you return to see your room empty as you had asked, and just as you situate yourself into bed, there’s a knock before someone enters your room closing and locking the door behind them “well this a surprise.”

to be continued...

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neosculturestechnology · 1 year

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𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐒𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐍𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓:

𝐍𝐂𝐓 𝟏𝟐𝟕

𝐍𝐂𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌

𝐍𝐂𝐓 𝐔

𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐕

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2cupids · 6 months

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𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏$$𝐘 | 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬

warnings — fem reader, overstimulation, oral (f. receiving), f.ingering, pet names (doll, baby)

no sooner than your vision returns to normal, does your boyfriend’s latch his mouth onto your overly sensitive core again.

you’ve lost count of how count of how many times you’ve cum tonight. hell, you can barely even remember your last name. that’s how foggy your brain is.

you run your fingers through his hair and weakly tug at the strands but just enough to get his attention as you whine. “p-please too much, i-it’s too m-much.”

he moans against your cunt from the sting of his hair being pulled but he remains unfazed by your pleads, continuing to flick his tongue against the sensitive bundle of nerves and sucking it into his mouth as he drives two fingers into your hole. he does, however, let his free hand roam around the sheets until he finds your hand, intertwining your fingers together. your heart flutters at the simple yet intimate gesture.

he remains situated between your legs, one minute he’s lapping at your arousal then the next minute he’s suddenly pulling away and sitting back on his knees to look at you.

“let me honest with you, doll. i’m nowhere near finished with you. you let me have one taste of that sweet pussy and i can’t help myself, you know how i get,” he says before bending down to whisper the next part in your ear. “just let me stay down here a little longer— play with her a little more. then i’ll put this dick inside that pretty little pussy of yours if you’ll let me and fuck you to sleep while i fill you up.”

you clench around nothing except air at the lewdness of his words and all you can do in response is dumbly nod at him, too weak and tired to speak.

he brings your hand up to his lips, your fingers still interlocked and kisses the back of your hand. “thank you for being so good for me baby. we’ll do whatever you want tomorrow, how does that sound?”

you nod again and he returns to his previous position, placing a kiss on the hood of your swollen clit. “you think if i add three fingers i can get you to squirt?”

shownu, kihyun, taeil, johnny, taeyong, yuta, kun, changkyun, doyoung, jaehyun, hongjoong, seonghwa, yunho, san, mark, xiaojun, mingi, hendery, haechan, jaemin

note: now y’all i don’t write for mx but i.m, shownu, and kihyun (jooheon too lowkey) give me the vibe that they would do this

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hyuckdolle · 6 months

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B☆CKSHOTS. ᥫ᭡ mark x fem!reader

request: ( yes / no ) , @kuntyswife thank you for requesting boo !! 🤍

content warning: ( drabble ), doggystyle, praise kink, he calls reader princess, freaky sht ⭐️ want more?

messages: i’m not going in a particular order when doing requests, ima just upload which ever i finish first! … anyways first time writing abt mark kinda nervous. 🎀 feedback + reblogs is always appreciated ! especially if you plan on submitting requests <3.

⋆ idk i feel like mark would take it slow at first and then once he gets comfortable he gets freaky with it. the way he would talk you through and praise you. he’s a “take your time baby” ass dude ( him and taeyong but ). he would genuinely make love to you oml.

“shhh you’re too good to me,” he shushed you gently, praising you as you whimpered into the pillows that lay on your bed. his body leaned over yours as he laid fluttery kisses on your neck. his thrusts were slow and deep, like he was genuinely making love to you. you could feel every inch, the lengthy drags of his cock against your walls, and the way his tip would occasionally press up against your g-spot. the look of love he would have in his eyes, literally the heart eye emoji.

he would speak to you all softly and gently, his voice growing deeper than usual, “come on, throw it back for me princess.” he slapped your ass and sped up, grabbing your right cheek. you began throwing it back on him, your nails gripping the sheets as you felt the pleasuring tingles on your fingertips.

the way you would look back at him with watering doe-like eyes genuinely makes his dick jump. the innocent-looking furrow of your brows as you let out breathy gasps. and the way you reached to grab him so that he would give you the sweetest of kisses. despite your little cunt swallowing him whole, making the nastiest of squelching noises.

him dragging his hand up your spine to the back of your neck before pushing you into the pillows again, just to fuck you dumb. the loud moans and babbles of his name as your ass clapped against his pelvis, his balls hitting your tiny clit all perfectly.

he would let you grab onto one of his arms to steady yourself, your nails accidentally and occasionally digging into him. the corners of your faux mink lashes began to fall off as tears spilled out from the sweet pleasure.

“baby please-” the only audible thing that left your mouth before you bit the pillow and sobbed into it, your thighs were trembling and all. he pressed his hand into your back, deepening your arch as you tried your best not to run. but it felt too good to not. you were literally dripping down his balls and onto your sheets, leaving wet dots of arousal. the slaps of his balls colliding with your plump pussy splashing it, making a wet mess.

when he feels he’s about to cum, he lets out the prettiest of groans and tosses his head back. “look at how good this pussy is gripping me… fuck,” and he would not want to pull out </3.

#(hyuckdolle).#nct smut #nct dream smut #nct 127 smut #mark smut #mark lee smut #nct x black reader #nct dream x black reader #nct 127 x black reader #mark lee x reader #mark lee x black reader #nct x reader #nct hard hours #hyuckdolle reqs. 🎀

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andysorbit · 6 days

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The Rock of Gibraltar (M)

Hard dom!Jeno x Fem!reader

Please support by reblogging!!

Minors, fuck off.

word count: 1k

warnings: overstimulation, CNC vibes, oral sex, penetration (reader receiving) dacryphylia, he's a hard dom and he's a lil mean, spitting, face slapping, degradation, many cream pies yay 🙂‍↔️

note: hi idk this just happened but hooray to my first fic after my url change! for those of you that may not know, I am Andy from neoculturecollectives :)

also, @sharonxdevi this is for you my dear 🙂‍↕️

Your thighs tremble as Jeno greedily laps and sucks at your cunt. His arms circle around your thighs and pin you down firmly; the lewd sounds of his greedy mouth mingling with your weak cries for mercy.

But Jeno isn't merciful.

Jeno likes to gaslight you a little. Always knowing how far is too far or not far enough, he gets into your head and stays there; torturing, teasing, manhandling. He reduces you to a sobbing, drooling pile of flesh and bones with a heart that only beats for him. He'll tell you anything and you'll take it as gospel and when he decides to, he'll tell you something else and that's just how it is.

He kisses your cunt sloppily, tongue flicking over your clit as your wetness slicks up his chin. You reach down to push his head away and he lets you.

He even lets you weakly drag yourself away from him inch by inch. You whimper as you move, thighs trembling violently as they clumsily help you scramble back. Jeno sits up and smiles wickedly. He palms his cock through his black boxers as he watches you.

He likes this game of lion and lamb. He likes the fight; he relishes in the way he gets to wrestles you into submission just because he can- because he knows you'll struggle against him but let him win because you love his power.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going? Huh?" Jeno chuckles. You make it to the headboard and relief washes over you as you savor however many more seconds he's giving you before he continues his torture on your trembling body.

"Daddy, I- I- I-"

Jeno rolls his eyes, "Daddy, I- I-I- Oh God, give it a rest, would you?" he says mockingly. You bite down on your bottom lip and squeeze your eyes shut in anticipation.

"I asked you a question, baby... You can answer me like a big girl," his voice floats into your ears sweetly, tightening your tummy and comforting you. You open your eyes and find his trained on you.

"Daddy," You whimper. "Yes, princess?" he hums. "I... I don't... remember..." You say between hiccuped breaths. His smiles softens and you release the last of the tension from your body, melting against the mattress as he looks you over with unassuming eyes.

"You don't remember what, sweetheart?" he asks you gently. He still hasn't touched you and your muscles have slowly stopped twitching.

"I dont remember your question, daddy. M'sorry," You warble. Jeno sighs dejectedly, "I'm always right about girls like you but I try my absolute best to give you the benefit of my very big doubt but you don't make it easy."

He grabs ahold of your ankle and you yipe softly as he slowly drags you back down to the edge of the bed, "Girls like you are so fucking stupid. Just the thought of getting stuffed shuts down your basic critical thinking. It's call and response, Y/n. That is as basic as it gets. Daddy calls, you respond," he patronizes; still pulling you back to him agonizing slow, "Now I asked you, where the fuck you thought you were going... I didn't tell you to move and I'm fucking positive that I didn't hear you ask me for a damn thing."

You cry softly, "Daddy... please. I can't take another one. S'too much..."

Jeno's brooding eyes roll once more, "I don't believe you and if you're smart, you can tell me why I don't."

"Because I'm... I'm a whore."

"That's right... and?"

"And a whore doesn't stop until daddy wants to stop."

Jeno nods slowly, "I love it when that lightbulb goes off for you. I hardly ever get to see it happen but you look so pretty when you use your brain."

You sniffle as he finally pulls you back down to him completely and hovers over you. The chain adorned around his neck sparkles and you look at the pendant with your initials accented with tiny diamonds before it rests against your clammy chest. Jeno places soft kisses against your throat then up to your mouth, "Open your mouth nice and wide for daddy," he breathes. You do as you're told and he spits into your mouth.

A chill rages through your body and he does it again.

"I'm gonna be nice to you- just this once, okay?" he chortles.

You nod and his hand comes down across your cheek before grabbing your face roughly; he leans in almost close enough to press his mouth to yours, "I can't hear a fucking nod, Y/n- I said I'm gonna be nice to you but I never said I was gonna let you disrespect me. If I ask you a question, answer it. Your mouth has to be able to do something besides suck my dick."

The pain goes right to your abused pussy and he knows it. His free hand eases down between your thighs and he strokes you again.

"Daddy," You sob harder. You know he has no mercy and he pulls you up into a seated position; your upper body totally supported by him as he begins to drag one more tortured orgasm out of you. Tears stain your cheeks as he smiles devilishly.

"Daddy... oh my God," You cry. Jeno drags his tongue up, up. up; collecting your tears on his tongue with a deep chuckle, "One more. Show me how strong you are and take one more."

You whine, "Ye- o- ok-ay... Okay- dad-dy," You sputter out. "That's my good little whore. One more and daddy's gonna turn you over and fuck that used little pussy."

You cum hard and broken; sobs rattling your body as Jeno's fingers come to a stop. He doesn't give you a chance to catch your breath before he's turning you over onto your stomach, "Ass up," he growls, "Arch your back... Just like that. Show off like you did earlier. Show daddy."

You obey his commands and leave yourself completely exposed and at his whim; flinching when his hand comes down hard on your ass, "Look at daddy's little fuck toy." Jeno grabs you by the back of your neck and pulls you up onto your knees. He doesn't give you a moment to brace yourself as he drives his cock into soaking wet heat. You cry out again; head lolling to the side as he fucks you relentlessly. The head of his cock nudges deliciously against your cervix with every merciless thrust he delivers.

"You feel how deep daddy is? I know you do. Nobody’s cock can reach that deep like mine can. You were made for me. This is all you'll ever be good for, Y/n. Just a hole to fill with my cum."

His voice drifts into your ears and you nod in agreement; too fucked out know your up from your down, you try you best to say something to him.

"Dad- dy- fuck... Th- ank- you- dad- dy," the words tumble out of your mouth slowly and they feel as if they're not even coming from your own mouth.

Jeno laughs wickedly as he circles an arm around your neck and shoves his free hand between your thighs; fingers massaging your sensitive clit. You try in vain to push his hand away from you.

Jeno, being your immovable mountain, continues his attack on you with no effort at all. He's a powerhouse, using any opportunity to subdue you; he gets off on watching you struggle to free yourself. You both get off on it.

"Daddy! Please, daddy... I can't... I-"

"Oh shut up- you fucking love this."

And he's right.

You do so nod and you sob and you relish in the tightening of his arm around your neck as he brings you closer to another nearly unbearable orgasm.

"Daddy!"

The word comes out as a plea and as a thank you. Jeno knows you appreciate this. He does too. He also knows that he's finally broken you and that if he goes on, you'll need the safeword so he does what made you fall in love with him in the first place:

He begins grounding you so he can put you back together until the next time.

"You did so well, kitten. We're gonna stop now, okay? Count down from ten with me, okay? I'm so proud of you."

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holdinbacksecrets · 13 days

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lake house — l.dh

situationship to almost lovers. short, sticky, and hopefully sweet. suggestive, 18+ wc: 1.2k

he’s the only one awake when you head downstairs for a glass of water.

moonlight paints the walls, brushes the end of the couch, and fails to give away any part of his tall frame sitting at the dining table.

he watches you walk past him wearing a t-shirt and nothing else. your braids fall down your back with a scarf wrapped around your head to prevent frizz. the sweet, familiar notes of your perfume linger in your wake.

he watches you stand on your tippy toes as the t-shirt clings to your curves while you reach for the highest shelf. when you’re about to climb onto the countertop, he speaks up.

“i don’t think you should do that if you aren’t wearing any underwear.”

the volume of donghyuck’s voice is quiet, just loud enough for you to hear, and he’s right. you aren’t wearing any underwear. you don’t bother commenting on the silence he existed in until this moment as it sets in he was likely watching you.

you fall back on your heels, motioning to him and then nodding to the displayed dishware out of reach. he runs his fingers through his hair before rising from the seat to help you. donghyuck extends a glass in one hand and a mug in the other—take your pick.

in the next moment, you’re filling the glass before he places the mug beneath the flowing faucet, standing so close that his warmth softens the coolness on your skin. someone left the window open, but it’s above a sleeping friend. there’s no use trying to close it.

you’re side by side, and it’s natural to rest your head against his frame in between sips and the necessary gulps. you want to know what he thinks about you. if the reason he was excited about this weekend has anything to do with seeing each other again.

the two of you are good at waiting and hoping the other will finally bend, wondering how long it’ll take before a give in. secretly, he never plans on waiting longer than four days. perhaps the fifth day once midnight strikes. you haven’t figured that out yet, giving in by day two or experiencing the relief when he calls on the third day. perhaps he’s lying about his little rule.

he sets the mug in the sink and brushes his thumb across the side of your neck, just above a constellation of moles. he’s kissed the spot more times than you can count, and the craving for his euphoria slithers beneath your skin, starting in your chest before coiling down your body.

you lift your glass again to fill your cheeks. he smiles at the sight. you’re adorable yet so incredibly sexy in this moment. donghyuck doubts you have any idea how easily you exist in the middle of his favorite venn diagram.

your glass joins his mug, and you look up at him. your height difference is exciting and comforting and leaves you feeling safe as can be in his presence. you daydream about the feeling of his chin on the top of your head, wondering how much time would pass before he’s kissing your hairline.

“come to bed with me?” his eyes widen for a moment, and you feel a wave of his vulnerability mist you in the darkness. the glowing light from the stove is all you have to work with. he’s nervous.

you nod, interlacing fingers with his and walking backwards for a moment before you turn to lead the way.

at the stairs, he walks beside you, hyper aware of your chosen pajamas and not wanting to see something you haven’t given him consent to view. it’s been two weeks since he’s seen you naked.

donghyuck’s bedroom is three doors past yours. he got lucky with the window seat and angled ceiling. he feels so far removed from the rest of the house with a beautiful view of the water.

his bedding is plaid, and the room feels rustic in comparison to the delicate details within your own, accompanied by pastel blues and yellows.

you can see him much clearer in the soft glow from the nightstand’s lamp. he’s wearing black joggers you recognize and a white t-shirt. his hair is still damp and stubble peppers his chin. in an impulsive moment, you’re touching his face, tracing the shape of his nose, the contour of his cheek, and the arch of his brow before brushing your thumb across his lips. they part beneath your touch. you smile, existing in this feeling donghyuck always creates for you and remembering how unnatural it used to feel—surprised by the comfort despite your still short time in each other’s lives.

now, months have passed of getting to know—unraveling without judgment. his secrets are kept securely in your mind. vulnerable memories are cherished in your heart. the way he makes you feel is savored by your soul and replayed in your dreams. intimate explorations you’ve experienced together are reminisced in quiet moments when you’re alone, admiring the new, golden hues in your reflection.

he’s indulging in these wee hours of the morning with you. he hasn’t said anything since his hopeful question, and you’re ok with that. you feel like all the words are out in the open anyway. you believe they are when he leans forward to kiss you.

donghyuck pulls you against him. your chest meets the base of his sternum. you moan at the feeling of your mouths moving together, missing these soft collisions, but the kiss remains gentle and slow without urgency. his tongue is a ghost, barely meeting your own. his hands stay on either side of your face while your own grip his shirt.

donghyuck pulls away to explore your neck and jaw before his lips touch your eyelids. he smiles then. your heart is about to burst, and you wait for the final kiss that’s bound to find your lips.

and it does.

“i’ve missed you,” his words pass through an exhale.

he’s sitting on the bed while you stand between his legs with your fingers in his hair. your lips continuously meet his forehead, filling the void that grew during your time apart. donghyuck asks about your journey up and how the trip went. he tells you you can drive home with him—he insists you do.

when he rests his face against your stomach, you wonder if he’s ok. “hyuck?”

“mmm?”

“is something wrong?”

“just missed you. didn’t know if you’d be here. wish i would’ve asked.” he’s been in his head about you.

“you can always ask.”

“i know that.” if he picked up the phone, he would’ve told you he’s in love with you.

“we have the whole weekend together.”

“how long will it be before everyone is sick of us?” he had to kiss you. of course he wanted to, but the words were bubbling up again. every time he thought to pull away, they danced on his tongue.

“i’m in the clear—making banana bread in the morning. join me?”

“as long as you’re wearing pants.”

he feels your stomach tighten as you laugh, and it’s heaven. he squeezes your hip and leans back, rearranging the pillows so you can join him.

“i didn’t expect to run into anyone downstairs tonight, and i’m so used to living alone… but i’ll wear pants. don’t worry about that.” you lean in and kiss him as a promise, tucking your legs beneath the covers.

you fall asleep talking about the sky—you’re so excited to see the sunrise in the morning over the lake. donghyuck sets an alarm so you don’t miss it, traces i love you against your forearm to see what it feels like and falls asleep too.

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gojosnympho · 8 months

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nsfw, minors dni

haechan x black!fem!reader

“no, no,” haechan tutted while he was deep inside of you. you were in tears, clawing at his arm to try to make him have mercy on you. “tell me what you were telling your friends.”

“it was a joke, hyuck!” you exclaimed

“yeah? it was a joke? you telling your friends you want me to get you pregnant was a joke? i’m just giving you what you want, pretty girl,” he teased you holding your leg over his hip so he could fuck you as deep as he could. his tip was hitting your spot over and over again.

earlier when your friends were over you were jokingly telling them that you wanted your boyfriend to get you pregnant after coming across the sexy picture he posted on his instagram story. haechan overheard your conversation and the little giggles emitted from you and your friends. so as soon as they left he was on you, giving you every inch of him. he’d already made you cum a bunch of times and he’d already fucked two loads of his own cum into your poor, swollen pussy.

“gonna keep fucking you until i know that this pussy took every drop of my cum.” you whined and threw your head back on his shoulder. he took this opportunity to kiss and suck on the soft skin of your neck. “you’re gonna look so pretty all knocked up.”

just those words had you cumming all over him again with a moan that sounded like music to his ears. you knew that it was all talk. you already discussed that you wanted to wait for kids because you were both still young. that didn’t stop this from being any more exciting though. haechan gave you one more load of his cum before pulling out and rolling your limp body over on your belly. he could see the way your cunt started to leak everything he gave you.

“keep it all inside, baby,” he said, scooping up what trickled out of you and pushing it back inside. “i thought you wanted me to get you pregnant.”

you could just hear the smirk in his voice. you used the rest of the strength you had to push him away from you, “you’ve lost your mind, donghyuck.”

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xotaemintol · 1 month

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PERVY BOYFRIEND JISUNG X FEM BLACK READER (oneshot)

*im still editing pt3 of my Jisung AU, so in the meantime I wanted to post something else. I was originally going to do a pervy bf hc for Jisung (I’m still going to) but I took one part of it and well…*

PRONOUNS: none (fem reader)

TWS: sex toy, masturbation(m), cum tribute.

Word count: 553

Jisung can get off to you no matter what, when your hair is done and when it’s messy; unshaved, as smooth as the skin of a grape or with drool on the side of your cheek. Jisung thinks you look sexy no matter what, but he thinks you look especially sexy when you smile or when you’re in the sunlight. He’s so obsessed with the way your smile looks, your two toned lips and pretty brown skin have always been his weakness; he could never help himself when he sees you happy. His obsession is so bad that once when you were out Jisung begged you to take pictures for him before the sunset. You thought it was cute that he wanted to see some golden hour pictures of you and did it without a second thought, but not even 20 minutes later he sent a video of himself jerking off with the picture in front of him. calling your name as he told the camera how badly he wanted to fuck you and how pretty your skin would look painted with his cum.

But you could never understand the extent of his love for your beauty until you caught him in the act. You wanted to surprise him with some flowers since he had been working so hard with the dreamies and decided to come over unannounced. You knew that he wouldn't mind—he does it to you all the time so you didn’t think twice about showing up without a call or text. But when you got to his room, his door was wide open, and he was standing in front of his computer screen with a picture of you in a beautiful yellow sundress on display. You could remember the day you had taken this picture, the sky was clear and the sun was beaming down onto you, making your beautiful brown skin glow—it almost looked like you were made of glitter. And right before the picture was Jisung, fucking a fleshlight he had strapped to the desk with a pair of your underwear clutched in his large hand and pressed against his nose.

Panting and huffing like a dog, he placed his other hand on the desk as his knees buckled. His strokes were so strong and sharp, you could tell just from watching him how badly he wished that it was you instead. His voice trembled as he groaned and slammed his other hand on the desk, fucking the poor plastic even harder as his head dropped and the desk shook. With every thrust the desk hit the wall harder and harder—you couldn’t tell what would break first; the desk, the fleshlight, or him. It only took a few seconds longer for him to quickly pull out of the abused toy, the second he did he began to fuck his hand, aiming right at his screen as he imagined how pretty you’d look if you were standing right in front of him. The sound of his desperate and lustful moans made your stomach feel warm and tight, and as he came onto the picture of you your knees felt weak.

You waited until he finished until the last drop had been released, and when he was finally catching his breath, you made yourself known.

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slyblonder · 3 months

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Love Sick

serious bf jeno x unserious/goofy partner(based off a tweet i saw)

word count: 0.4k

“look its a heart” “can you please stop drawing in my cum and let me get up”

No one really knew how the relationship lasted so well. Two years to be exact. You and Jeno were complete opposites of each other, the kind that would clash under any circumstances. But it worked perfectly. Him being dreadfully serious and you annoying unserious. But he found your stupid jokes and unserious nature to be endearing. You couldn’t STAND serious situations, always needing to make a joke or laugh when you’re not supposed to. But thats what Jeno was for, to handle those situations. You’re unserious nature even carried on during intimate situations…

“P-please I want your mouth around me so bad.” You could listen to Jeno beg all day. You could listen to him speak in general all day. He sounds so fucking perfect. Positioned between his legs, you look up at him with a small smile. You loved teasing him until he lost him. Placing small kisses and kitten licks around his shaft, you felt him becoming more and more impatient. “fuck y/n, please please i need you so bad. I’ll cum just like this if you continue.” You couldn’t help but giggle a bit before taking him into your mouth without warning. Jeno quickly grabbed onto your hair, holding your head down for a second. “J-just like that…fuck your mouth always feels amazing.” Hearing those words definitely stroked your ego causing you to moan. Jeno was dangerously close to his climax, and you being you had a silly little plan.

You rise from Jeno and smile, stroke him as a replacement to your mouth. “I want you to cum on your stomach. I wanna lick it off.” Jeno stared at you for a second but was quickly amused at the thought. You picked up the pace, using both your hands and mouth to get him closer and closer to his release. “y/n im cumming oh my- Fuck!” There it was, Jeno cumming all over his stomach looking fucking beautiful. Now what you said wasn’t a lie, you are going to lick the cum off his stomach…but not before you rub it in and draw fun shapes on it. Before Jeno could move or say anything, you lied down between his leg and began drawing random shapes and hearts. “what are you doing? move-“ In the two years Jeno has been dating you, this has to be the oddest thing youve ever done. “look its a heart.”You say as your kicking your feet, having a blast. “can you please stop drawing in my cum and let me get up” He actually found it a little funny but ge would rather perish than let you see him laugh. “uh oh the cum controller is here.”

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(first short wtv this is, please give me feedback abeg. if you like it ill give you a smooch por favor reblog🤍😞)

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sai4u · 1 month

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don’t wait for heartbreak !

⤷ instead of cupid shooting an arrow love, it feels like heartbreak instead. being friends with the boys is great and all, until feelings start showing up. with feelings, things could go smooth sailing or could go awry with a potential frazzled relationship

− ⌗ ft .∿ haechan, mark, jisung x fem reader

− ⌗ genre + warnings .∿ angst + non idol!au, college au for mark + jisung, reader lowkey breaks jisung’s heart :/

⤹ ⊹ MARK LEE

✶ for quite sometime you have been acquaintances with mark and for quite some time, you have seen him more than you would think. of course it’s college and you can easily run into familiar faces but to run into mark lee just about every day of the week? quite strange some might say, and to say that you don’t have a class with him makes it even more…odd. “it could be fate”, some may say but you waved that possibility off a while ago.

though, you are grateful that you do bump into mark ever so often. as coincidental as it was, the constant run-ins bloomed a friendship between you two, and he was a friend anyone could ask for. he was kind, funny, light-hearted, caring, and everything someone could ask for as a friend or partner. hence, not being shocked that most of the student body is either infatuated or “in love” with mark lee, including you. terribly cliche but he was one of your closest friends; someone to lean on, vent to with any and everything, an understanding guy with the limited vocabulary of “yo” and “bro”, someone to joke with, fall in love with, he was everything you could ever dream of as a romantic partner.

however, if there was one flaw mark had, it was being oblivious. well, it was more so a flaw to you than everyone around you. to think all those times of your boy troubles, your long long rants about finding your dream guy (terribly obvious being him) and bringing yourself closer to him, one would think he would catch on. but instead, he doesn’t, he never bothered to put two and two together and instead went about to continue dating other girls.

to make matters worse, something bloomed between a friend of yours and mark, creating a heartache as you watch the two grow in love with one another. thus leaving you with frustration, anger, and regret for not vocalizing your feelings and how much you want him to be your lover.

it would eat at your heart watching mark and your friend, but then again, what kind of friend would you be if you wished the worst for them? instead of creating jealousy, and/or envy, you thought it would be best to create space, bit by bit as the days pass. you distanced yourself from mark cause you couldn’t let your heart slowly shatter as you watch him date your friend, as your feelings for him grew, right?

⤹ ⊹ LEE HAECHAN

✶ haechan, the man with a pretty smile and an elegant voice that could bring tears to angels. his voice was one that was complimented ever since he was young, making him such a gifted person to others who get to hear it and to you who get to be best friends with haechan. though, past his voice, he was kind, loving, affectionate, occasionally cheeky and flirty, but overall someone that you could consider heaven’s blessings.

he was someone to give you a hug (and doesn’t let go) on your bad days, someone to lull you to sleep anytime anxiety kept you up or a bad nightmare had you uneasy, someone who wasn’t afraid to be vulnerable to you, an emotional support for just about everything, even with girl stuff he couldn’t understand, he was there for you. albeit, you were there for him just as much he was there for you, much more with his singing career.

when he introduced you to his dream of becoming a singer and wanting to become a respected songwriter, you were none other than supportive. some would say you were “too” supportive but who wouldn’t want to see their best friend be recognized for his angelic voice, which should be heard by billions across the world?

however, as the fame leisurely grows and less time is spent haechan, you begin to think, “as much as it is good that haechan’s dreams are coming true, just how much his newfound fame can taper our friendship?”. it doesn’t help as well that as the two of you grow older, your heart wanting for him grows more and more. the emotions that were once platonic, and strong, turn into a deep crush, and potentially…love. maybe it’s the distance that grows as he becomes busy with being a singer-songwriter, maybe it’s the gratitude he showers you with when you were supporting him and his dream, or maybe it’s the way he would look so divine in his performances, something about haechan made you yearn for him more than usual.

but of course, with newfound fame comes people throwing themselves at haechan, making him become less available for you and making him more distant. not to mention that every time he would announce a new relationship, you would fake happiness for him, on some days you would almost let it slip that it should’ve been you. as time passes, you would sink into a battle of wanting the best for haechan and wanting to be selfish and confess your feelings to him. you would think day in and day out how it should be you that he kissed on camera or it should be you that he brags about on his new song, not some supermodel or famous actress.

though all this inner fighting with yourself leads you to a slow heartbreak and distancing yourself from your best friend. the distance was already hefty as it is, he simply wouldn’t notice you avoiding him as well. he wouldn’t need to as another girl is graced upon his arm telling him ‘i love you’ and you’re sat with heartache.

⤹ ⊹ PARK JISUNG

✶ jisung is what some would consider empathetic, he was always one to put others before his own. not really known by many on campus but the ones who do know him, they would say that he truly is one of a kind, a good soul, a pure heart, a blessing to all who meet him. though one thing jisung wished he wasn’t was an easy lover.

he wished he couldn’t catch feelings for others as easily as he does, it’s a blessing and a curse. some of his friends say he should embrace it, but that rarely helps when he feels crushed every time he shows a girl an ounce of his love. it’s the same routine time and time again; he befriends a girl, they become close, he confesses and it’s one of two options, they either reject or strangely use his crush to their own advantage. the second option only lasts till it plagues jisung’s mind that he’s just a throwaway to these girls.

though with you, he thought things would be different this time, again thought. the night you confessed to him that you liked him, you were drunk but very bubbly to express your feelings for him. it made jisung giddy inside to know that this time won’t be a mess up and that good will come out of this. he kissed you as you were expressing yourself, your smile was already cheery as it is but his kiss ignited something in you. it ignited something that led to various kisses on his face, ending with a kiss, on the lips, that felt like a lifetime, and passion that brewed between the both of you.

said passion led to many drunken and messy kisses, late night sneaks, neediness for one another’s body, something and anything to light up that passion that was created between you two.

though something felt off, more so to jisung than to you. he felt like he’s seen this before, like deja vu is warning him of something, he just couldn’t put his finger on it. he talked to his friends about it, they say that maybe it’s just fear of the past trying to scare him but they did lightly threaten you to not hurt him. he is the baby of the group, they couldn’t help it.

however, as time passes, you seem to act detached towards jisung. you haven’t called him as often as you used to, you don’t come by his dorm, you haven’t shown him affection like you used to. it was going from honeymoon avenue to heartbreak hotel and jisung didn’t even bother to figure you out.

he essentially gave up, he didn’t want to bare anymore pain from love (again), and it doesn’t help that it’s you setting that pain in his heart. thus, he sulks in that pain and just goes about life, distancing himself just as much as you detach yourself from him.

౨ৎ oh ariana grande, when i catch you….WHEN I CATCH YOU. cause why would you make we can’t be friends…..

౨ৎ there will be a part two with the rest of the dreamies :). but i hope you guys enjoy my first post !

kisses to you all and God bless you 💗

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calibabii21 · 1 year

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masterlist

disclaimer: by no means am I *intentionally* excluding or discriminating against anyone of any ethnicity, body size, height, gender, etc. seeing as I don’t use physical appearance descriptions, anyone and everyone can read my stories. but let it be known that I generally write for black women, as we are usually the excluded, and I believe we all deserve someone writing for, about, and on behalf OF us, with the people we desire to believe we have a chance with. because the reality is: we do. point, blank, period. we literally have just as much a chance as anyone to be with the one(s) we desire, so, I want to provide that descriptive, literary, visual for my fellow black queens and that’s that.

in addition: my content is not, whatsoever, for minors. if you are under the age of 18 do not interact with me or this page in any way, shape, or style. if your blog is empty and/or does not have your age displayed, it is an automatic block.

m = mature s = suggestive f = fluff a = angst

misc.

isn't this what you wanted (m) - reader's choice

rendezvous (s) - reader's choice

i hate you (m) - p.fn

collabs

a dreamy Christmas (m) - l.hc (w/ @jenoslutie)

be my valentine (m) - k.dy (w/ @jasminexox5)

Christmas in September (m) - n.jm (w/ @andysorbit )

requests

stoner!hyuck (m) - l.hc

reactions

smoking with Dream (m)

wine drunk with Dream (m, s)

scenarios

things said during sex & dinner (m, s) - nct 127

things said during sex & dinner (m, s) - nct dream

series

you're mine too (m) - suh. j, k.dy, l.mk

awakened (m) - nct dream

nct 127

call me a jerk (m) - suh. j

anytime, anywhere (m) - j.jh

sensual banter (s) - j.jh

strawberries n' cream (f) - k.dy

like he should (m) - k.dy

work your magic (m) - k.dy

isn’t the sky beautiful (m) - k.dy

are you jealous? (m) - k.dy

rock and a hard place (s) - n.yt

nct dream

awakened (m) - l.jn

sli(ck-p)up (m) - l.jn

awakened pt 2 (s) - nct dream

awakened pt 3 (m) - p.js

in my mind (m) - p.js, l.hc

you're a godsend (f, a) - l.mk

riize

why are you so damn cute (m, s) - l.an

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neosculturestechnology · 1 year

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2cupids · 6 months

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content warnings: fem reader, corruption kink, oral (m receiving), brief face fucking, c.um swallowing, mdni (17+)

badboy!haechan has a thing for corrupting innocent, naive girls like you.

he pries into your love life, asking if you’ve ever been in relationships before or had sex before. it all seems harmless to you but in reality he’s gathering and collecting information to make sure you’re the right match.

it’s him that's always initiating intimate moments between the two of you. every time he makes a move he silently prays that you’ll tell him not to stop or that you want to go further because honestly, he doesn’t know how much longer he can wait to get what he wants, but luckily for him he doesn’t have to for much longer.

soon enough you tell him you’re ready, that you want him to be your first. haechan almost thinks he misheard you but once you repeat yourself he wastes no time pouncing on you, his body immediately on top of yours and guiding you to lay back on the couch. suddenly he has a change of mind and goes to get off you and stand up, telling you to get on your knees instead. what better way to start the process of turning you into a little slut than by giving him head?

he instructs you how to suck his dick the way he likes and to his surprise you’re a fast learner, but what’s even more surprising is that you’re good at it.

you’re constantly observing haechan’s face to make sure you’re doing it right; you’re eager to please him. you eventually come to the conclusion that with the sounds he’s making and the way his mouth hangs open that you’re doing it right.

he happens to look down at you through half lidded eyes, only to find you watching him. your black mascara is smudged and running down cheeks and your big pretty eyes are wet with tears and spit is dripping down your chin from your attempts at trying to take as much of his length in your mouth as you can, deepthroating him. the sight alone is enough to make him cum.

he holds your head in place so he can fuck your face, releasing his hot seed down your throat in a matter of seconds. you’re not even sure whether you’re supposed to swallow it or not but you have no other choice. he stays inside the warmth of your mouth until he finally releases his grip on your head and you pull away.

unsure if you did the right thing by swallowing his semen (or at least that’s what you think it’s called), you decide to stay kneeling in front of him, waiting to ask him about it.

it’s only when he comes down from his high and goes to tuck himself back into his boxers and fix his jeans, does he open his eyes and realize you’re still in front of him. “what are you still doing down there?”

you point to your mouth and open it wide, making it a point to stick your tongue out to show him. “i accidentally swallowed it, sorry. is that what i was supposed to do? did i make a mistake? d-did i do it wrong?”

you chew the inside of your cheek, anxiously awaiting an answer. but you don’t get an answer in the form of words, haechan simply grins at you before dropping his head to laugh. what a pretty little innocent thing you are.

he shrugs his leather jacket off and throws it on the couch cushion before helping you off the floor and leading you to his bedroom where he’ll introduce you to an entirely new world.

he looks forward to all the fun he’s about to have with you tonight and for the next few days and weeks. he won’t stop until he completely ruins you, until your mind is full of nasty, whorish thoughts and that’s all you can think about; until you’re practically begging to have him in your mouth or deep inside your pussy, fucking you until you can’t think straight. then he plans to leave you high and dry as he moves onto his next victim.

you’re just going to be another silly girl that was corrupted by him, lee haechan.

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hyuckdolle · 6 months

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P!LLOW PRINCESS. ᥫ᭡ jaemin x fem!reader

request: ( yes / no )

content warning: ( headcanon ), yk i love a spoiled reader, oral mentioned ( f + m receiving ), squirting, and all that freaky sht. ⭐️ black coded reader ??

messages: y’all i want to start taking requests more real bad, like ik they’re always open in case i do answer them but i really need to get on my request game. especially since i barely write.

⋆ jaemin loves his pillow princess, all you have to do is lay there and look pretty for him. he loves the cute little panties you put on, the way you smell, and carry yourself.. that shit will literally have him on his knees ready to serve you. the gold plated necklace that sat on your chest with the cursive spelling of ”jaemin”, that he had gifted you for valentine’s day. he loves the way it clinks up against your other ones as he pounds into you.

⋆ he would eat your pussy for hours until you would cry and have to force his mouth away from your kitty. the way he’d suck and would lay sloppy wet kisses on your clit and then tongue fuck you afterward. grab and tug on his hair!!! he loves it. “don’t make me fuck the attitude out of you,” and it’s him eating you out until you’re crying for him to stop so that you can catch your breath.

⋆ OR it’s him overstimulating you until you squirt for him, whispering out a “there we go,” as he rubs your clit messily.

⋆ the way he manhandles you into any position that he wants because your job is to lay and look pretty, you would tell him that yourself.

⋆ you would scroll on your phone on shopping websites as he sucked your perky nipples, occasionally flicking his tongue against them. and as mentioned, you played with his hair, your long acrylics massaging his scalp.

⋆ “i barely ride or do any of that, i just sit and look pretty, and get spoiled,” you remember telling your friends, who had gone into shock, during the lil talks y’all be having about y’all dudes — before sipping your strawberry milkshake as if it was normal for every other person. “meanwhile our knees hurting and shit,” one of them said and swore she was trying to get like you. “oh yeah my man want too much,” the other one said before going to text him to whine about it.

⋆ one of your best gifts is giving him head, for you to be a pillow princess you do a damn good well of doing so. and when you do, you get nasty with it. the way you let him nut on your face, tongue out and ready. his raspy voice praising you (ik y’all know what i’m talking abt). calling you his pretty girl.

⋆ y’all his muscles are so thickly built, idk how to explain it oml. but the way he little spoons you with his big arms wrapped around you as he lazily thrusts into your wet pussy, that openly invites his just as thick length in. like yeah. jaemin’s pillow princess until death does y’all apart frl !

⋆ when you’re with jaemin, you gon have it good !!

#(hyuckdolle).#nct smut #nct dream smut #jaemin smut #nct x black reader #nct dream x black reader #jaemin x reader #jaemin x black reader #nct x reader #nct hard hours

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