#sub seventeen

[jasminexox5]

Domming the another member with dom!Wonu 🤭 *giggles and rolls on the floor*

Control | Jeon Wonwoo + Choi Seungcheol

➥warnings: dom!wonwoo, dom!reader, sub!seungcheol, master + mistress kink, masterbation, name calling, pussy eating, dacryphilia, humping, dumification

'Shh be quiet for us angel'

That was the last thing Wonwoo said before his lips met your neck kissing the exposed skin very gently, treating you like fine porcelain. Holding back a moan as Wonwoo immediately starts to suck on the sweet spot of your neck smirking against your skin at the reaction. Cheol sat in the corner of the bedroom sitting on Wonwoo’s gaming chair trying to relax but the growing bulge in his pants made it hard to. 

Biting his bottom lip as a way to try and hold back any noise just wanting to be a good boy for the both of you…

He was in a trance watching how good Wonwoo made you feel good with just his lips. It wasn’t long until Wonwoo was laying in between your legs playing with your clit making your back arch off the covers. Seungcheol was wriggling in the chair begging to get a better view of your cunt but Wonwoo was blocking the way. Gripping your hips tightly as his lips ghosted over your clothed cunt teasing you.

Pulling your panties down past your ankles before diving into your cunt making your choke on a moan before tangling your fingers in his hair. Lips wrapping around your clit sucking on it as his fingers start to circle around your entrance. Collecting the dripping arousal on his finger tips before gently sliding them into you. 

Seungcheol had his hand down his pants thumbing over the slit of his tip before fisting his throbbing cock at the sounds. Oh how Cheol wishes he was the one between your legs right now but he was too dumb to know how to eat you out properly. The times where he does eat you out it is just a sloppy mess with drool running down his chin and Cheol getting too carried away with the pleasure grinding into the bed as he eats you out. 

Throwing your head back onto the pillow as Wonwoo’s fingers stretch your walls out hissing at the slight burn but it shortly turns into pleasure. Snapping out of the lust filled gaze as you look over Wonwoo’s broad shoulders seeing Seungcheol fisting his cock, eyes screwed shut and mouth hung open forgetting the one thing that he was told. 

To sit there and be quiet…

He looked like a deer in the headlights now that he has been caught by Wonwoo but he couldn’t hide his cock straining against his pants and his flushed cheeks. Gulping as Wowoo walked closer to him towering over his frame making him feel tiny as he looked down at him. Cheol looked up at Wonwoo and then back at you gnawing on his bottom lip awaiting the punishment. 

It was far from a punishment he was going to be given…

‘Cheol if you can’t sit there and be quiet how about you take over?….’

He can’t remember the last time he was dominant and now he was getting thrown into the deep end having to take all of the control back. It’s not the first time he has been between your legs but you are normally sitting on his face whilst he chokes on his own moans. Slowly getting up from the chair to walk over to the bed moaning at the sight of your dripping cunt wanting to taste you badly.

Wonwoo sat on the chair watching you both as he leaned back in the chair further watching you kiss each other like puppies in heat. Crossing his arms across his chest letting out a deep sigh watching as Seungcheol tried to kiss you but he was too desperate at this point. Holding him gently cupping his cheeks feeling the heat radiating from them when he hasn’t touched you all night. Seungcheol is taking his chance to have you while Wonwoo lets him but it wasn’t long until that was shot down.

‘Go on, make your mistress feel good. She’s waiting…’

Seungcheol has only fingered you before he has always wanted to eat you out but he knows it will get too much for him. Getting off to the thought of you laughing at him for coming too early. Cheolie has always been a good boy for his mistress and his master obeying you both even if that meant to sit out of the pleasure leaving him high and dry for a night. Tonight was one of those where he wanted to be a brat and is now paying for it. 

Humming at the feeling of his soft plump lips travelling up your inner thigh inhaling your scent licking his lips. Lifting your legs gently onto your shoulders making sure you were comfortable before he continued. Sighing softly as your head rolled back onto the pillow as Seungcheol wrapped his lips around your clit kitten licking it looking up at you with doe eyes watching your reactions.

Lapping your lips slowly, spreading your juices all around your sensitive bud making it messy but he couldn’t care less. The innocent look in his eyes shortly turned into lust and passion as your moans filled the room egging him on to keep going. Getting drunk off of your taste, he never thought you would taste this good…

Rutting against the mattress the more he gets carried away licking your bud making you choke on your own moans. The vibrations of his deep groans sent shivers down your spine arching off the mattress letting his tongue hit deeper. Seungcheol looked so beautiful with his fucked out face doing what ever he can to please you even if he had your cum dripping down his chin.

‘Baby I'm close…’ 

Seungcheol didn’t want to stop what he was doing now, even though he was so close to his orgasm too but you were more important to him. His Mistress must come first in every situation. The friction of his cock rubbing against the mattress and the taste of your cunt got too much for him and he sprayed white ropes from his cock onto the mattress below him. Leaving you on the edge as his muscles tightened as he rode out his high. Panting as he came down from the high but his eyes started to well up with tears as he saw the look on your face. 

‘You don't know what you have started do you?’

#hard hours #kpop smut #kpop hard hours #kpop hard thoughts #seventeen smut #seventeen hard thoughts #seventeen hard hours #svt smut #svt hard thoughts #svt hard hours #choi seungcheol smut #seungcheol smut #sub seventeen #sub!seventeen #jeon wonwoo smut #wonwoo smut #wonwoo hard thoughts #wonwoo x reader #seventeen - 💎

[meowjunjun]

Face sitting - DK x reader

Includes: face sitting, cumming untouched, sub dk, dom afab reader, begging, bondage, “noona”, mentions of overstimulation, a bit of sadism at the end

The sight below you was gorgeous. Your stunning boyfriend Seokmin, fully stripped and on his knees, his wrists bound to his ankles by pretty pink silk. His heart was pounding in his chest, breathing heavily as you stood above him. His eyes were glued to your body, practically drooling at the sight.

“Noonaaa… please let me make you feel good now? Please, you can use me however you like.. just let me show you I can be good for you, okay?” You let out a sigh as you take his chin in your hand roughly, making his head tilt up towards you, causing his erect cock to twitch. “Always so eager, yeah Min?” He nods quickly in response, his eyes filled with need.

“Fine, you’ve waited long enough. Don’t disappoint me, okay?” You coo to him, and his eyes widen in excitement. The second you place your heat onto his mouth he’s lapping at you like a thirsty dog, sucking and licking every inch of you he can. You let out a surprised gasp “Ah- mhm, just like that”.

He’s messy with it; spit soon covering his chin as he extends his neck in an attempt to be further buried in you. He takes deep inhales of your scent as his nose prods at your clit in a near pornographic way, and you groan at the feeling. “Doing so good, keep going for noona” you nearly whisper. He lets out a soft moan into your heat in response, his neglected cock twitching at the praise.

His precum is soon leaking down his pink, swollen tip, so wet just from pleasing you. His chest is heaving up and down as you tug him deeper into you, grinding into his face from the pleasure. His moans send vibrations through your body, his eyes closed as if to savor the tastes leaking out of you.

He continues flicking at your sensitive clit, making your thighs shake above him. “Always such an obedient, good boy for me. ‘M getting close- ah-” He lets out a string of whines at the pet name and the pace of his tongue starts getting sloppier. Soon he’s thrusting his needy cock into the air, his twitching cockhead begging for your attention, but you don’t notice, as you’re facing the other way.

He starts sucking harder, licking all over you and sucking at all your sensitive spots. His whimpers start getting louder, his warm, soft lips wrapped around your clit like his life depends on it. His eyebrows are furrowed in the most sexy way, looking pathetic and full of need underneath you with his hair stuck to his forehead from the sweat.

“Gonna cum Min, make me cum hard mhm? Yeah- ah- just keep doing that” he flattens his tongue against you, sending you over the edge. Your grip on his soft hair tightens, and your thighs squeeze around his head, nearly suffocating him- not that he would ever complain. As you cum he fucks his tongue into your dripping hole, fucking you through your orgasm as you clench around the wet muscle.

You’re so caught up in your own orgasm that you don’t notice what’s happening below you. Seokmin groans loudly, his eyes rolling back as you cum on his tongue. His hips stutter in the air, still fucking himself into nothing. His leaking dick twitches and throbs with every drop of his cum that spurts out onto himself, dripping down his needy cock and heavy balls. Somehow, even cumming untouched, he still cums hard just from pleasing you.

Even though he’s busy cumming all over himself, he keeps licking and sucking up your juices like the good boy he is. He can barely breathe at this point, your wetness dripping down his neck as he mumbles into you. “Noona tastes so good..mhm…wan’ you to ride me, please noona?”

“Aw, poor baby’s pussydrunk already? That’s such a shame, I think I’m done with you for tonight.” He starts to complain “Nonono wait!! Please Noona, I need you-“ you get off of his face, and see the mess he’s made once you’re standing again. You tsk at him, looking down at him and staring him in the eyes. “Min baby, what’s this?” He realizes what he’s done and averts his eyes, which are welling with tears.

“I-“ he pauses to sniffle slightly “please ‘m sorry!! It was an accident…” you get down to his level and grab his hair, tugging it backwards to reveal his porcelain neck. You lean next to his ear and whisper “Cumming untouched, really? Fucking pathetic.” You slap him and he lets out a moan at the harsh contact. “You know you can’t cum without my permission, should I punish you for this?” You lower your tone “perhaps I’ll play with you until you’re shooting dry and begging for me to stop.”

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Sorry it’s short aahh :,,( I hope u all enjoy though!

#sub!svt #sub!seventeen #seokmin smut #dk smut #dokyeom smut #dom reader #dom! reader #sub!seokmin #sub!dk #sub!dokyeom #sub seokmin #sub dokyeom #sub dk #sub svt #sub seventeen

[universalwhoreofthesouth]

Seconds - K.MG

Pairing: taken!kim mingyu x side piece afab! reader

Genre: light smut

Warning(s): cheating (don’t cheat irl! This is fiction!), sub!mingyu, dom!reader, bondage, pet names (puppy, mistress), light degrading, filming (he consents)

A/N: I couldn’t resist my favorite himbo 😏 this oneshot is kinda short but fuck it

“I wonder what excuse you gave her this time” You grin with dark eyes, admiring the mess you had of him, your masterpiece. Mingyu was laying on his back, in your bed, bare, the silk blue sheets complimenting his bruised honey skin as his long messy hair laid out, almost appearing as horns to show his sin. His wrists were tied in dainty knots with black ribbons, adding the cherry on top to his lustful appearance along with his glossy eyes and parted lips.

“P-please” his faint whimper grabs your attention.

“Please what puppy? You’ll need speak up”

“P-please touch me. Please please” Mingyu pleads, looking at you with his big brown eyes that were filled to the brim with unshed tears yet your smile widened.

“Such a greedy mutt. Your poor little girlfriend doesn’t touch you enough? That’s why you always come to me, right pup?” You taunt, already knowing the answer based on how red Mingyu’s face went when you mentioned her.

“Go ahead and admit it baby and I’ll give you what you need” you coo to mock him. You watch Mingyu bite his lip but a whine still escapes his lips and his thighs start to rub together, making you kneel between his legs to keep him open for you.

“I’m waiting, baby. Tell me how much of a needy slut you are and that’s why you need me” You don’t miss how his body shudders at your words.

“I-I’m a needy s-slut and that’s why I need you mistress please” Mingyu whimpers, hoping you’d cave in and give him what he deeply desires.

“How cute. I guess I can give you what you want” You almost laugh at how bright his eyes light up once you said you would. You reach over to your nightstand and grab his phone. You unlock it easily (the password being your birthday), opening his camera.

“W-what are y-you doing?” You ignore Mingyu’s whiny voice.

“My puppy can’t be that dumb hm? I want to film my little pup so he remembers who he belongs to but I don’t have to if you don’t want me to” you could almost see the gears in his brain turn at your request.

“O-okay”

“Good boy, now smile for the camera” you smile and press record.

#Spotify #seventeen #seventeen smut #sub!mingyu #sub seventeen #kim mingyu x reader #svt smut #svt x reader #sub!svt

[jaehyunsbreadbasket]

Kinktober '22 Day 6- Kim Mingyu

Prompt: Size kink, Breath play

Word Count: 359

Synopsis: Mingyu's is huge, in every sense of the word. Yet his partner has so much power over him.

Consists of: Sub!Mingyu, GN Dom!Reader, Handjob, Size kink, Manhandling, Choking, Breath play, Mingyu is referred to as "Puppy", Dumbification

"Stop struggling, baby," Mingyu writhers around in my arms as if it's impossible for him to get out of my grip. Mingyu's bigger than me, stronger than me, we both know that; yet we like to play pretend.

My hand is gripping his throat tightly as I stroke his cock. He's gasping and squirming like the biggest slut in the world, "Fe...feels...good," Mingyu struggles to let out.

"Shut up, puppy," I shush him as I continue to stroke his huge cock. A big dick like this and he doesn't even know how to use it properly, dumb bitch needs someone else to make him feel good.

His cock head is a vivid shade of red, droplets of precum dripping down his tip, I take long, languid stokes on his cock. Mingyu weakly whimpers at my motions. If he can still make sounds, my grip on his neck must not be strong enough.

I harden my clutch on Mingyu, and he wheezes. I take the palm of my other hand and roughly rub it against his tip; roughly kneading his head as if I was polishing it. His large body thrashes in my arms, I have to fight to keep him in my hold.

Mingyu lets out silenced whimpers, "You gonna cum, pup? Cum for me, honey. Show me how good I make you feel."

Mingyu bucks his hips up into my palm, wiggling his hips to continue to feel me graze his cock. He breathes raggedly, and grips my arm that lays near his throat as he releases straight on my hand. I begin to stroke his cock again, now using his own cum as lube. Mingyu's thighs tense and his toes curl as he taps on my arm, needing to breath again.

I let go of his throat and he immediately collapses his hefty body onto mine, falling limp against me. I continue to stoke him lazily as he jerks in my lap with every few pumps, "Mmm..." he groans out as he begins to relax, nuzzling his face into my neck to place sluggish kisses on it.

How ironic that he soothes mine, while I bruise his.

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Prompt from: @buckyownsmylife

My Kinktober 2022 Masterlist 🎃

#seventeen smut #svt smut #seventeen mingyu smut #mingyu smut #kim mingyu smut #svt mingyu smut #seventeen #svt #seventeen mingyu #svt mingyu #kim mingyu #mingyu #sub mingyu #sub!mingyu #sub seventeen #sub!seventeen #kinktober #kpop kinktober #seventeen kinktober #svt kinktober #kpop kinktober 2022 #kinktober 2022 #kpop smut #seventeen kinktober 2022 #sub!idol #male reader #gender neutral reader

[mintimingi]

Random thirst

Hoshi (svt) x gn reader

warnings: consensual somnophillia,

hoshi totally has a thing for nipples but that's a discussion for another day.

Hoshi is so sweet, he's the cutest sub you could ask for. He's so obsessed with you and making you feel good.

He's a kisser he'll kiss you anywhere, anytime, any place. His favorite activity is sitting on your lap riding your thigh while deeply making out with you. He's skilled with his tongue, he loves using tongue in all of his kisses whether it's on your lips, neck, chest, or thighs he'll be making good use of his tongue. He's got incredible stamina, he could go for hours, never getting bored or tired.

But, if he does ever get tired fuck him to sleep, or fuck him awake. He doesn't care he just wants the first and last thing he sees each day to be you.

#dom!reader #sub kpop #sub!idol x reader #top reader #gender neutral reader #kpop smut #dom reader #sub!kpop #sub idol #sub!idol #sub hoshi #sub svt #sub seventeen

[ferrariseventeen]

teasing whiny mingyu!! making the poor little puppy cum in his pants only by some kisses and a few words telling him how much of a big slut he is for you…🙃

tw: smut ! do not interact if you are a minor !

rawr i am going insane, puppy mingyu is my baby !!

Can you imagine the pretty little whines he’d let out when you straddle his lap, your hands going straight to his hair and pulling him in for a quick kiss. You would have been teasing him all day and he would have his hopes up for an amazing night with you, but of course you’d have other plans. He’d look so cute, hair sticking up in the back from where your hands were moments ago, his eyes sparkling at the thought of you finally touching him. You’d have to laugh at how desperate your boyfriend was. He’d let out the most pathetic whine when your hands came down to his sensitive chest, you’d take your time playing with his nipples through his shirt till he was grinding up into you and begging for you to fuck him. You’d squeeze his cheek, laughing at him and telling him what a slutty puppy he was and he’d try to hide his face from the embarrassing pet name. You’d hold onto his chin, telling him to look at you and he’d turn into a blushing mess when he meets your eyes. You wouldn’t hold back, telling him what a pretty whore he was as you kissed his neck, telling him how pathetic he was getting so worked up from so little. Poor thing would be squirming and grinding up into you, tears in his eyes as he realised how true those words were and how close he was to cumming in his pants.

#seventeen #seventeen smut #seventeen imagines #sub seventeen #mingyu #mingyu smut #mingyu imagines #seventeen blurbs #seventeen headcanons #sub mingyu #honey spiced latte

[strawberryya]

eager angel

Joshua x reader

synopsis: after a long, hard day, sometimes pegging your lovely boyfriend is the perfect way to escape reality and have some horny fun.

word count: ~3.5k

genre/contains: smut, fluff, comfort, established relationship, bottom!Joshua, sub!Joshua, dom/switch!reader, gn!reader, reader gets wet, pegging, anal penetration, use of strap-on, degrading pet names used lovingly, praising, a little bit of teasing, mentions of food, half-implied aftercare(?)

rating: 18+

a/n: had an exam -> needed to forget about the exam -> pegging Joshua :D Also, thank you again, wonderful, amazing uncle Jenna @huiranghaes for proofreading and boosting my confidence in my writing!!!

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“Hey angel,” you said, welcoming home your boyfriend from work. 

Joshua was dragging his feet while walking into the living room and plopped down right next to you on the couch that you had situated yourself on since you got home from work yourself barely an hour ago. He gave you a peck on the cheek before letting his head fall down onto your shoulder. 

“Your home kinda late, bad day at work?” you asked, noticing that something was obviously not right with him. 

“Yeah, just a long day, and annoying coworkers, and clients, and traffic, and my lunch was really not what I needed today for some reason, and it was just all wrong,” he said with such a completely exhausted tone that you felt your heart hurting for him just from hearing this short recap. 

You gave him a small kiss on the head, hoping that would comfort him at least a little bit. 

“That sounds awful, I’m sorry you had to go through a bad day today.” 

“Yeah, I’m thinking a night in with just us is exactly what I need today to fix it,” he responded looking up at you and kissing you on the lips, soft and tender. 

“C’mon, get under here with me,” you said and shifted while lifting up the edge of the blanket covering your legs. It didn’t take any convincing for him to snuggle up under the comfy blanket, intertwining your bare legs with his soft suit pants. 

“Did you have a better day than me though baby?”

“It wasn’t as bad, I had a pretty decent lunch actually, but yeah, not exactly great. That’s partially why I have been sitting here since I got home.” 

“I’m sorry, do you wanna talk about it?” he asked, concern and compassion filling his eyes, but you really didn’t feel like thinking about that right now, so you shook your head, “Not really, maybe later when I feel better and can just rage-talk about it.”

“Well, just tell me when and im all ears,” he said, smiling with love and concern, while he picked up the hand he had managed to get a hold of underneath the blanket and kissed the back of it, making you giggle at the cute gesture. Not that it was rare, it just always made you feel so giddy whenever he did small things like that. 

“Thank you, angel,” you said, placing your head on his that had placed itself back down on your shoulder. And the hand that had previously been in your hand had slipped out of it and was now mindlessly caressing your upper thigh in small motions, making your mind wander to something that was completely different compared to the bad day conversation. 

Somehow, you knew that your mind wasn’t the only one that had started wandering. Joshua’s breath and the way his hand made certain movements that you could recognize anywhere, anytime, was telling you that he was thinking of the same exact thing that you were. 

“So… do you wanna escape all that with me for a moment?” you said, only the slightest bit unsure if your intuition had been fully correct. But when he answered with an incredibly excited and ‘thank god you said something so I didnt have to’ type of exhale: “God yes!”, you were a hundred percent sure that your intuition had been correct. 

“Did you prep already?” 

“Yeah, I- I did this morning just in case we were going to…” he mumbled, looking away a bit, but there was really no need for him to be embarrassed or shy about being prepared. You definitely enjoyed having him love you fucking him so much that he had made prepping a part of his morning routine. 

“Aw, sweetheart aren’t you a good boy for me today, but do you prefer a reward or a punishment for being the desperate little slut you are?” you asked, watching him look back at you with his pretty brown eyes, “Hm, what do you think? You can choose.”

“I- I’d like the reward…” he stuttered out, a gorgeous scarlet color painting his cheeks as he spoke. 

“Of course, my baby will get anything he wants today then.” 

As you got up, untwining your legs from his and pushing the blanket off of your body you added “Why don’t you get those trousers off, and ill be with you in just a second,” and left to put on the strapon and Joshua, being eager to please you, scurried off into the bedroom throwing off his suit jacket and pants. However, he left his boxers on, knowing how much you loved to play and tease him while seeing him grow hard underneath the thin fabric. He was honestly already feeling semi-hard at just the thought of you making him feel good and he knew you would love that small detail.

When you walked into the room, you were still dressed as you had been just a minute ago, still covered up, however, the tent visible under your oversized shirt was impossible to miss and Joshua couldn’t help but let his gaze trace over the plush skin being revealed from underneath the shirt that rides up with every movement, the solid cock hiding underneath it only making it slide higher up on your thigh. 

He himself was only dressed in his white button-up shirt loosely buttoned and a pair of black briefs, not hiding the way he was growing harder with each passing movement that he stared at your figure being teased in front of him along with the promise of the pure pleasure you would bring him. 

“Hi angel, you ready? Want me to make you forget about your day and make you feel good?” you said with a small smirk playing at the corners of your lips, watching Joshua react both by nodding yes and by his entire body leaping forward towards you, closing the short distance between you and kissing you while cupping your face in both his hands. his eagerness made you smile into the kiss. 

It was always so much fun exploring new things, that is something you had discovered together in the past couple of years, but still, just kissing and letting each other’s hands explore the other’s body was still one of the most exciting things you two did. When it was just the two of you, nothing else, small touches and whispers of “I love you, you know,” and “God, how do you taste so good,” mixed together will small smiles and little gasps and moans just never lost it’s magic somehow. 

“You ready for more?” 

“Uhum…”

“Shua angel, you know we don’t do that,” you said, removing your hands from his body in an instant, “Words baby.” 

“Please give me more, please!”

“No need to beg today sweetheart, we’re playing nice today remember…” 

However, he wasn’t planning on pleading with you any longer, especially since he could only nod mindlessly as he felt your hand back on his skin and traveling down over his torso towards the black fabric covering his cock and more importantly for today’s agenda, his pretty little ass.

You could feel the way he jerked forward as your fingertips slid across the outline of his erection, loving the way he moans out your name in a low whisper. When you move your hand away from him and dip your fingertips just below the waistband of his underwear, moving around his gorgeous hips and towards his lower back, you can’t help but smile as you can feel him shift his legs while arching his back just enough for you to get the hint and lower your hand to his cheek, squeezing it and caressing his ass as you notice how he is practically begging for you to touch him where he needs you to. 

His whimpers are filling your ears and the way he shifts in search of your touch is filling your brain to the very brim, turning you on too much for your own well-being. 

“You want me to stretch your pretty hole out angel?” 

“Please, please, yes, I need your fingers, I need your cock, I need you so bad,” he began pleading again, not wanting you to stop if he didn’t respond properly again.

You slid your fingers down between his cheeks, pushing down two fingers on his hole, just begging to be fucked. When you began rubbing small circles around his ass, you felt him push back onto your fingers, pushing them inside just ever so slightly. This made you both moan; the feeling of him opening up just enough for you to push inside with your tips and feeling him squeeze around your fingers made you feel dizzy with the rush of lust you felt imagining him taking in the cock currently bent up in between yours and Joshuas hips. 

“I need more,” he groaned into your neck. 

“Greedy today, aren’t you angel?”

However, the way you were having issues controlling your own breath, and hips at that, gave you away and Joshua called you out immediately by smirking into a kiss and grinding his hips teasingly down onto you, making you moan into his mouth. 

“Okay! Never mind, get the lube baby.” 

This, he was completely on board for, and while you dropped some of the lube onto your fingers, Joshua used the seconds of you being preoccupied to remove the black boxers, letting his cock spring free. You noticed his shiver as the chill in the air washed over his bare skin.

“C’mere,” you said as you gestured for him to come back to you, and once he was right in front of where you were sitting on the edge of the bed, you pulled him down by the shirt with the hand not covered in the slippery lubricant and gave him a quick kiss. When you pulled back, you could see just how turned on he was by the way his face was slightly flushed and his pupils dilated like crazy. You yourself weren’t exactly one to say anything about the horniness-levels of anyone else in the room; feeling yourself overheating and salivating at the mouth at the thought of just sucking his pretty dick where he stood.

However, that could be put off for later tonight. So you pulled him back in, kissing him again, letting him hold your face in his hand as you slide your tongue over his bottom lip, giving it a small nibble and smiling at the whimper he lets out from the sensation. Once you pulled back his lips were even more swollen than a minute ago and you simply admire his flushed face and messy look for a moment, because how can someone look so fucking gorgeous, already half fucked out and still begging to get fucked like a perfect little whore. This was something you would never get over, you thought as you patted the bed, insinuating that he should get on it. 

“Ass up angel,” you ordered and he obeyed immediately, his arch looking so pretty, you had to stop yet again and just admire him. The curve of his back to the way he was spreading himself open on the bed - just for you. You couldn't help but take a moment to take it all in.

“Like what you see so much you forgot what you were about to do huh?”

You smirked at his comment, “You look so pretty all splayed out for me, ready sweetheart?”

“Fuck yes-” he said, but his answer was turned into a groan due to your fingers, slippery, wet, and hot touching down on his begging hole. The lube, warmed up from your hands, did the trick, and your fingers could easily find their way inside his tight hole. You pushed them in and then slid them out at a pace making your reward seem more like a punishment in Joshua’s eyes.

“More, more, please,” Was all you heard coming from Joshuas’ lips, occasionally muffled by the covers and pillows on the bed. 

You quickened your pace, spreading your fingers once you felt him being relaxed enough to take it. You let your other hand alternate between spreading his cheeks even further and stroking his dick for just a moment before leaving it abandoned and twitching from the lack of friction. Not to mention how when you dragged your hands up his back, following his spine and seeing him arch, even more, you pushed up the white button-up and revealed more of his gorgeous back to you, letting you gaze down onto his hips, teasing you to grab them as you fucked him until he was so fucked out he was drooling. 

“You think you’re ready to take my cock angel?” 

“Yeah,” he moaned breathlessly, eager to feel you inside of him finally.

You reached over to the lube bottle still laying on the bed and let it slip down over the cock strapped to you. In the meantime, Joshua was trying to concentrate on staying patient, so when you tapped his cheek with a light slap, he had to force his concentration to focus on your words. Once he caught the meaning of your words, he quickly did as you had instructed and flipped himself over, now laying on his back, legs bent up, revealing everything you wished to have on display. His cock was leaking precum already, begging to not be neglected, but you both knew that wasn’t what he needed right now. 

He looked at you as you climbed onto the bed, to sit in between his legs, as you stroked the lube onto your cock. Joshua couldn’t help but look at how you had made a mess yourself, arousal dripping down your thighs and now mixing with the lube dripping from your hand and cock. 

Fuck, you looked hot as you stared down at him, practically eating him with your eyes.

“Could you unbutton that shirt for me? Don’t wanna ruin it any more than it already is,” you requested and he obliged, more than happy to let you gaze down at him as more of his skin was exposed to you. 

“Thank you, baby, you’ve certainly been obedient today, for the most part at least, and we did say you would only be rewarded today, so let’s make you feel as good as you want to, yes?” 

“Yes,” he said, once again interrupted by a moan, this time caught by your lips as you bent down to kiss him while you let the tip of the cock push at his entrance, testing him, teasing him almost. 

“Such a good boy,” you whisper out as you feel his walls give out and let you inside his tight hole. 

After letting him adjust for a moment, you feel him relax around you from the way your cock was able to inch forward. You pulled out and pushed in again, your strokes slow and deliberate, letting him take you in, inch by inch until you were close to bottoming out. His whimpers and moans had mixed with his pleas of wanting more and wanting it faster, never mind that you were both aware that this way was the one he would enjoy the most in the end. Having him properly stretched and warmed up always resulted in his pretty little hole not being able to get enough of your cock, sucking you in, and not wanting your cock to leave the tight walls hugging it. 

Trying not to get ahead of yourself, you push in, only moving ever so slightly, staying in place and only stroking an inch in and out of him while bending forward and leaning down to let your lips melt on top of his, swallowing the small whimpery moans escaping his lips. 

You released his lips but didn’t change your pace or strokes, leaving him wanting more as you kissed down his jawline and down his neck and chest, leaving the faintest purple marks wherever you saw fit. His whimpers each time you released a spot on his skin made you want to make another one, and another one, and yet another one until his skin was painted purple like the sky at dusk on a late summer evening. 

But the way he was pulling at the fabric still clinging onto your body signaled to you that no matter how much he enjoyed your lips on his skin, he needed a bit more from you. 

“Want me to fuck your pretty hole properly angel?” 

“Please, I need it.”

And you obliged to his pleas, grabbing hold of his hips, dragging your cock out, and pushing it in with a much larger stroke than before, making Joshua almost lose himself completely in the pleasure surging through his body. You could tell that he was going to cum sooner rather than later, and you decided to reward him properly by not dragging it out, no matter how much you wanted to see him beg for it for hours more. 

Your strokes became even more precise, hitting just the spot you knew drove him crazy, seeing his cock twitch and leak and pulsate until he was half screaming “Yes, that’s it!” while moaning like a pornstar. You kept your pace, letting the sheer force of your motions drive him wild. His orgasm was close, and you felt a knot building in your own body, awaiting a release, untouched but running on overdrive from the scene playing out in front of your eyes. 

He was sucking you in like never before, and he began falling apart right in front of you, moaning and whimpering your name as his cock twitched one last time before releasing his hot white cum, landing on his bare torso, covering some of the lower marks you had made just a while ago, and the sight combined with the way you name was coming out of his pretty little lips as he looked so fucked out made your own orgasm crash into you, and you moaned as you continued to push your cock in and out of his pulsating hole. 

You slowed your pace and your moans became whimpers and low whispers of praise, and his moans of your name turned into low whispers of it along with at least a dozen ‘thank you’s’. And when you pulled out and let yourself fall down on your side, your head landing on Joshuas’ stretched-out arm you felt so completely satisfied it amazed you that he had made you feel this way even though he hadn’t even had time to touch you yet. 

.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・.

“Fuck, you made me come from just seeing you,” you said through your heavy breaths as you were coming down from your high. 

“Does that mean you aren’t up for round two after dinner?” he asked, smiling at you as he turned his head to look at you on his arm beside him. 

“Really you’re gonna start testing me as soon as you get what you want huh? Now I might have to reconsider giving you everything you want today, maybe some punishment is exactly what you need later,” you wiggled your brows a bit as you said that, letting a smirk grow onto your face as Joshua scoffed at your warning, the post-nut clarity apparently making him incredibly cocky this time around. 

“Before we do any of that, mind helping me to the bathroom?” 

“Of course angel, but I’m feeling a bit wobbly myself, so I’ll support you and you support me and we waddle.”

“Alright, let’s waddle to the hot cozy water, like penguins,” he said, lifting himself up and capturing you underneath him, bending down to kiss you slowly, lovingly and so softly you felt like you would levitate any second if he didn’t let your lips go from his perfectly plush and puffy lips. 

“Okay, let’s waddle,” you said, somehow shuffling yourself off of the bed and onto the floor, helping Joshua up from the bed, and helping each other stabilize one another. The scene making you both burst out in laughter. 

“What should we get for dinner?” 

“Definitely delivery, there’s no way we’re standing and cooking today,” you answered without a moment’s thought. 

“You deserve one of those pebbles for that opinion, and if we manage to penguin waddle without dying I’ll give you two pebbles and a kiss.”

“Two pebbles and three kisses or no deal, I’ll trip us over myself and then we might never get up and we will just have to be penguins stuck in a pile of snow instead.” 

“Okay okay, you’re a tough man to deal with, but I’ll accept the demands, now let’s go get cleaned up and I’ll somehow order us some food to recharge,” 

“Yes, waddle forward!” he shouted out, making you both burst out in laughter yet again. 

.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・..・。.・゜✭・.

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i can not and will not stop thinking about seungkwans hole gripping around your strap/cock as you pound into him from behind. you’d hold onto and pull apart his cheeks to watch yourself disappear into him, your mouth filling with saliva as you watch the absurd amount of lube leak from his hole and down his milky thighs.

you’d lean over slightly,gathering as much spit as you can before spitting it on to his puckering hole, his ass gripping you even tighter as you tell him what a slut he was. ‘such a pretty slut for me, i wonder if the neighbours can here you? you’d love that wouldn’t you whore’ you’d coo at him as your fingers weave their way through his hair pulling him back so that you can leave sloppy open mouth kisses to his neck.

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[hoshifighting]

I can do it for you

Synopsis: After years dealing with everything alone, you stumble upon an old wishbook from your past. And you jokingly writes down your ideal boyfriend, Mingyu. To your surprise, Mingyu magically appears in your couch.

Word Count: 8k

Warnings: Smut, fantasy, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, oral (f.receiving), g'spot stimulation, overstimulation, oversensitivity, sex fluids and... HOUSEWIFE MINGYU?!

You've always been one of those independent souls since you were knee-high to a grasshopper. Nobody had to tell you how to tie your shoes or pour your own cereal; you were on it like a hawk on a mouse. That's just how you rolled.

Every morning, without fail, the alarm clock would screech you awake. You'd drag yourself out of bed, bleary-eyed and half-asleep, but ready to tackle whatever the day threw at you. Bleary-eyed, you'd stumble out of bed, wishing for just a few more minutes of shut-eye.

Then it was off into the madhouse of morning traffic. Cars honking, people yelling—it was like a scene straight out of a circus. One hand massaging your temple, while the other holds the wheel, again, what would be the excuse about being late for your supervisee?

Once you strutted into the office, it was game time. Arms loaded up with documents, and the sound of your heels echoing through the corridors until you plopped down at your desk. Your boss, with his constant nitpicking, was like a pesky mosquito buzzing around your head, while you practically sizzled your fingertips on the keyboard.

As the end of the month drew near, it was like a race against the clock in the department. Everyone was scrambling to wrap up their projects, racing against time like sprinters gunning for the finish line. The hours seemed to slip through their fingers like grains of sand in an hourglass.

Phones were ringing off the hook, papers were flying left and right, and the clickety-clack of keyboards filled the air like a drumbeat. It was a whirlwind of activity, with no time to spare for even a quick breather.

As you finally left the building, the thought of tackling the grocery store was the furthest thing from your mind. Rush hour was in full swing, and the last thing you wanted was to spend a few more hours stuck in traffic. 

With a sigh of exhaustion, you let your purse plop onto the couch, and you dashed towards the bathroom, craving the comfort of a hot shower to wash away the day's stress. But as soon as you twisted the knob to turn on the water, you were met with a disappointing blast of icy coldness. Great, just what you needed—a malfunctioning shower.

You knew the drill all too well. The resistance had probably burned out again, leaving you with no choice but to endure a bone-chilling cold shower. Normally, you'd roll up your sleeves and tackle the problem head-on, but right now, the thought of dealing with it was more than you could bear.

So, with a resigned shrug, you decided to tough it out. A cold shower was better than no shower at all, and besides, you were too tired to bother with fixing it tonight. As you stepped under the frigid stream of water, you couldn't help but curse your luck.

With some unexpected free time on your hands, you found yourself rummaging through the forgotten stuff tucked away in the drawer beneath the TV. Dust bunnies greeted you as you pulled out various items—a picture frame with a photo of your graduation, a stack of letters from high school friends, old books with worn covers, and... 

You blinked in surprise as you pulled out what appeared to be a wishbook. Memories flooded back to you as you flipped through its pages, the corners dog-eared and the edges frayed from years of neglect. You vaguely remembered creating this in middle school, jotting down your hopes and dreams for your adult life.

You couldn't help but be taken aback as you glanced through the pages of the wishbook, tracing your finger over each childhood dream that had somehow become a reality.

"When I grow up, I want to drive a red car." You chuckled to yourself as you remembered the day you drove off the lot in that sleek red beauty, feeling like the queen of the road.

"When I grow up, I want to work at my dream job." It hadn't been an easy journey, filled with ups and downs and more than a few setbacks along the way. But through sheer grit and determination, you had landed your dream job, doing what you loved day in and day out.

"When I grow up, I want to have my own apartment." Well, here you were, sitting in your very own slice of paradise. Sure, it might not be the biggest or the fanciest place in town, but it was yours. And that was all that mattered.

You couldn't help but feel a pang of curiosity as you gazed at the blank pages at the end of the wishbook. What if you wrote something new? Something unexpected, something you hadn't even considered before?

With a sudden impulse, you grabbed your phone and dialed up your friend. After a few rings, she answered, her voice laced with amusement.

"Hey there, what's up?" she chirped.

"Hey," you replied, a hint of uncertainty in your tone. "I was just thinking... what do you think I've been needing in my life?"

There was a pause on the other end of the line before your friend burst into laughter. "Oh, that's easy," she said between giggles. "You need a boyfriend!"

You couldn't help but frown at her response. "Really? Out of all the things in the world, a boyfriend?"

She chuckled, sensing your skepticism. "Okay Y/N, maybe not a boyfriend exactly," she conceded, "but someone to take care of you. You're always the one taking care of everything that falls into your hands. Have you ever thought about taking a break? Having someone to do it for you for once?"

Her words struck a chord with you, and you couldn't help but feel a pang of recognition. She was right—you were constantly taking care of everyone and everything around you, but who was taking care of you?

You chuckled to yourself as you scribbled down the traits you wanted in a potential boyfriend, feeling a bit silly but also oddly excited at the prospect. As the hours ticked by, you found yourself lost in thought, lost in the whimsical world of daydreams and possibilities.

"A guy who is proactive, kind, maybe a little bit clingy?" you mused aloud, tapping the pen against your chin. "Someone who knows their way around the kitchen... As you continued to brainstorm, you found yourself getting a bit carried away. "Good-looking and tall, with long hair and puppy-dog eyes"

The more you wrote, the more absurdly perfect your imaginary boyfriend became. It was almost like describing a prince straight out of a fairy tale, complete with all the clichéd traits and characteristics.

As you looked over the words you had written in the wishbook, a wave of doubt washed over you. You couldn't help but cringe at the seemingly unrealistic expectations you had set for yourself. Closing the wishbook with a sigh, you tossed it onto the center table, feeling a pang of disappointment.

"It was just a coincidence," you muttered to yourself, trying to rationalize away the strange alignment of your childhood dreams with your current reality. It seemed too far-fetched to believe that your wishes had somehow come true.

With a heavy heart, you made your way to the bedroom, longing for the solace of sleep to sweep you away from the uncertainty of the day. Maybe it was time to let go of the notion that wishes could come true and focus on the here and now.

And there it was, like a cruel joke, that goddamn alarm blaring in your ear, dragging you kicking and screaming out of the sweet embrace of sleep. With a groan of frustration, you stumbled out of bed and trudged to the bathroom, bracing yourself for another shitty, cold-ass shower.

The water hit you like a slap in the face as you hurriedly scrubbed away the remnants of sleep. No time for luxuriating in a warm bath, oh no, not in your world.

After hastily toweling off, you raced around the house like a madman, searching for that elusive perfect piece to complete your look. But in the end, it was all just chaos, a jumbled mess of clothes and accessories that left you feeling more frazzled than ever.

As you stormed out the door and into the chaos of the morning rush hour, you couldn't help but curse under your breath at the sea of cars stretched out before you. It was like a never-ending nightmare, a never-ending parade of honking horns and exhaust fumes.

And then there was your boss, with his never-ending stream of shit, nitpicking every little thing you did like a goddamn broken record. You plastered on a fake smile and nodded along, all the while seething with rage on the inside.

You trudged wearily from the elevator, each step sending shooting pains through your feet courtesy of those godforsaken heels. The keys jangled in your hand as you finally reached your apartment door, the promise of relief beckoning you inside.

With a sigh of relief, you swung open the door and kicked off your heels, reveling in the cool touch of the floor against your bare feet. But as you stepped further into the apartment, something felt off.

The air was thick with the scent of food, and a faint hum drifted through the air. Panic surged through you as you realized that someone had invaded your sanctuary.

Heart pounding, you tiptoed through the apartment, checking every nook and cranny for signs of an intruder. But each room you entered was empty, the only sound the echo of your own footsteps.

Finally, you reached the kitchen, and there he was—a tall figure standing at the stove, his back to you as he hummed a tune under his breath. It took a moment for the shock to register, but when it did, you felt a rush of conflicting emotions flood through you.

"Who the hell are you?" you demanded, your voice sharp with disbelief and anger as you confronted the intruder. The guy nearly jumped out of his skin, and you flinched together.

"What are you doing here? Leave!" you insisted, your heart pounding in your chest as you pointed the kitchen utensil in his direction.

The intruder hesitated for a moment before speaking, his voice trembling slightly. "I-I'm Mingyu," he stammered, his eyes wide with fear.

You scoffed, the name sounding vaguely familiar but not enough to ease your suspicion. "Mingyu? Who the fuck is Mingyu?" you snapped, your anger boiling over.

But then it hit you like a ton of bricks. Mingyu... the random name you had created for the boyfriend in your wishbook, the one you had jokingly listed out the qualities you wanted in a partner.

Your laughter was hollow and bitter as you realized the absurdity of the situation. "Are you kidding me?" you muttered, shaking your head in disbelief. "I'm calling the police."

But before you could reach for the phone, the intruder lunged forward, grabbing the wishbook from the center table. "No, no, no!" he exclaimed, desperation creeping into his voice.

You watched in confusion as he flipped through the pages, his eyes widening in shock as he read the list of qualities you had written down. 

You eyed the wishbook with a mixture of disbelief and apprehension as the intruder waved it in front of you, his excitement palpable. Every detail you had written down seemed to describe him perfectly—tall, with puppy-dog eyes, and even the long hair. It was uncanny.

But despite the strange coincidence, you couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. Keeping your distance, you raised the pan threateningly, the question burning on your lips. "How did you get into my house?" you demanded, your voice sharp with suspicion.

The intruder's eyes widened in alarm, his hands held up in a gesture of surrender. "I-I don't know," he stammered, his voice trembling. "I just woke up on the couch, I swear."

Your heart raced as you processed his words. He didn't seem to be lying, but the situation was just too bizarre to comprehend. How could someone just magically appear in your home, especially someone who seemed to fit the description of your fictional boyfriend?

With a wary glance, you slowly lowered the pan, the tension in the air dissipating slightly. "Well, you better start explaining," you muttered, your mind racing with a million different possibilities.

You paced back and forth in front of the couch, your mind spinning with disbelief as you tried to make sense of the surreal situation unfolding before you. "So you're telling me that I manifested you by my wishbook?" you repeated incredulously, your voice tinged with disbelief.

The intruder nodded solemnly, reaching for the wishbook and flipping it over to reveal a small gold star etched into the back cover. "See this?" he said, pointing to the star. "This is a manifestation charm. It's what brought me here."

Your frown deepened as you studied the tiny symbol, your mind struggling to comprehend the bizarre turn of events. "But... how?" you muttered, your thoughts racing a mile a minute.

The intruder's eyes widened with curiosity as he looked up at you. "Where did you get this book?" he asked, his voice tinged with urgency.

You racked your brain, trying to recall where you had acquired the wishbook all those years ago. And then it hit you like a bolt of lightning. "A mystique store," you blurted out, the memories flooding back in a rush. "I bought it from a mystique store years ago."

You sank onto the couch beside him, the weight of the revelation settling over you like a heavy blanket. It was hard to wrap your head around the idea that a simple book could hold such mysterious powers.

You turned to the intruder, your curiosity piqued as you sought answers to the questions burning in your mind. "Where did you come from?" you asked, your voice laced with both apprehension and fascination.

The intruder hesitated for a moment, his gaze flickering away as if he were wrestling with his response. "I... I don't know," he admitted finally, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "It's all a bit... fuzzy."

You furrowed your brow in confusion, wondering how someone could not know their own age or origins. "What do you mean, fuzzy?" you pressed, your curiosity growing by the second.

The intruder sighed, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "I woke up on your couch with no memory of how I got here or where I came from," he explained, his expression troubled. "All I know is that I felt drawn to you somehow, like I was meant to find you."

"You didn't have a life before?" you asked, your voice tinged with disbelief as you looked at the intruder sitting beside you.

He nodded solemnly, his expression tinged with sadness. "Yes, I did. But it's all... blurry, like a dream that I can't quite remember."

Your brow furrowed in confusion. "Where did you live before?" you pressed, your curiosity getting the better of you.

The intruder's gaze drifted towards the window, his hands gesturing vaguely in front of him. "Somewhere like this," he murmured, his voice distant. 

You followed his gaze, staring out at the endless expanse of buildings and lights stretching out before you. It was a sight you had grown accustomed to over the years, but seeing it through the eyes of someone who had never experienced it before brought a strange sense of wonder.

"And now?" you prompted, turning back to the intruder beside you.

He shrugged, a wistful smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Now, I'm here," he replied simply, his eyes meeting yours with hope.

You blinked in surprise as the intruder broke the silence, his words cutting through the air like a knife. "I fixed the shower," he announced, a hint of pride in his voice.

You widened your eyebrows, your mind struggling to process his words. "You... fixed the shower?" you repeated, your voice tinged with disbelief.

The intruder nodded eagerly, a pleased smile spreading across his face. "Yeah, it was just a small problem with the resistance. I managed to sort it out," he explained, his tone casual as if he hadn't just performed a miracle.

You couldn't help but stare at him in astonishment, your mind racing with a million questions. How had he known there was a problem with the shower? And more importantly, how had he fixed it so quickly?

But before you could voice your thoughts, he continued, "Oh, and I went to the supermarket and washed your clothes too."

Your jaw practically hit the floor as his words sank in. "You... went to the supermarket?" you echoed, your voice barely above a whisper.

The intruder nodded, his smile widening at your stunned expression. "Yep, got everything on your list. And the laundry was piling up, so I took care of that too," he said nonchalantly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

You were at a loss for words, your mind reeling with the sheer absurdity of the situation. This man, this stranger who had magically appeared in your living room, had taken it upon himself to fix your shower, do your grocery shopping, and even wash your clothes—all without being asked.

"But... why?" you finally managed to sputter out, your voice tinged with confusion.

The intruder shrugged, a playful twinkle in his eyes. "Why not?" he replied simply, as if it were the most obvious answer in the world.

"Come here," he beckoned, motioning for you to follow him into the kitchen. With a mixture of curiosity and apprehension, you trailed after him, unsure of what to expect.

As he lifted the lid of the pan on the stove, a delicious aroma wafted up, making your mouth water. "Wow," you murmured, impressed by the sight of the freshly cooked food before you. "You cooked all of this?"

He nodded proudly, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Yep, thought I'd whip up a little something for us to eat," he replied, gesturing towards the table where two plates were already set.

You couldn't help but smile at his thoughtfulness, grateful for the unexpected gesture. But then your eyes drifted to the clothesline in the corner of the room, where an array of freshly washed clothing hung neatly.

"Oh my god," you gasped, your hand flying to cover your face in embarrassment. "You washed everything?"

The intruder followed your gaze, his eyes landing on the recently laundered garments with a hint of amusement. "Yep, everything," he confirmed, his tone light and playful.

Your cheeks flushed crimson as you realized just how intimate some of the items hanging on the line were. "I... uh..." you stammered, at a loss for words.

He grinned mischievously, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Hey, I gotta say, those puppy-stamped underwear of yours are pretty cute," he teased, a playful glint in his eye.

You buried your face in your hands, the heat of embarrassment spreading across your cheeks. "Oh my god, stop," you groaned, mortified by the unexpected turn of events.

[...]

As you emerged from the warmth of the bath, wrapped snugly in your pajamas, you found Mingyu already fast asleep on the couch, curled up into a small ball. Despite the strangeness of the situation, a pang of sympathy tugged at your heartstrings as you watched him sleep.

You couldn't deny that he looked rather adorable, all shrunken and peaceful in his slumber. If you had asked for a short man in your wishbook, he certainly fit the couch.

But as you glanced at your bed, you knew that letting him sleep there was out of the question. He may have magically appeared in your life, but he was still a stranger, and you weren't about to let your guard down just yet.

Sure, you could kick him out onto the cold streets, but the thought left a bitter taste in your mouth. You weren't heartless, after all, and it was clear that he didn't have a place to go. He hadn't asked to be here, and the circumstances of his arrival were still shrouded in mystery.

But as you glanced at him sleeping peacefully, his features softened in the glow of the moonlight, you couldn't help but feel a strange sense of responsibility towards him. After all, he was just as much a victim of whatever strange forces had brought him here as you were.

With a sigh, you resigned yourself to the fact that he would have to stay—for now, at least. You could figure out the details in the morning, once the shock of the day had worn off and your mind was clearer.

As you stirred awake to the aroma of freshly brewed coffeee, you nearly jumped out of your skin before remembering that Mingyu was there. With a mixture of relief and gratitude, you swung your legs over the side of the bed and rubbed the sleep from your eyes.

As you got ready for work, the thought of facing another chaotic day loomed over you like a dark cloud. But as you emerged into the living room, the sight of a steaming mug of coffee waiting for you on the table brought a small smile to your face.

You took a tentative sip, and It was so good that you couldn't help but shake off the idea of going to the coffee shop today.

"Mingyu, I'm leaving," you announced, grabbing your bag and heading towards the door. "I'll be back at 7pm. Do you need anything?"

Just as you were about to step out, Mingyu appeared in the living room, a packed lunch in his hands. "Here," he said, offering you the lunchbox. "Eat well, and I'll be waiting for you."

You couldn't help but smile at his thoughtfulness, but as your eyes fell on him, clad in one of your shirts from a rock band, you couldn't suppress a laugh. The shirt was stretched to its limits, barely covering his tummy while his biceps threatened to tear through the fabric.

"Okay, I'm definitely going to buy you some clothes," you chuckled, shaking your head in amusement.

Mingyu raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. "Can't I walk without them?" he teased, his eyes dancing with mischief.

You widened your eyes in mock horror. "Of course not!" you exclaimed, feigning shock. "You can't just walk naked on the street!"

Mingyu tilted his head, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Can't I?" he countered, a playful grin spreading across his face.

You couldn't help but laugh at his antics, shaking your head in disbelief. "No, you definitely can't," you replied with a chuckle. "Now, behave yourself while I'm gone, okay?"

Mingyu nodded solemnly, his smile widening. "I promise," he said, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

As you sat down to eat your lunch at work, you couldn't help but notice the curious glances from your coworkers. They watched you with envious eyes as you savored each bite of the delicious meal that Mingyu had prepared for you.

Suppressing a smile, you couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude towards Mingyu for his thoughtfulness. Despite the strange circumstances of his arrival, he had gone out of his way to make sure you were well-fed and taken care of.

As you enjoyed the flavors of the homemade meal, you couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through you. It was a simple gesture, but it spoke volumes about Mingyu's character and the bond that was beginning to form between the two of you.

As the evening rolled around and you left work, you were determined to fulfill your promise to yourself and Mingyu. You headed to the shopping district, the image of Mingyu looking like a doll lingering in your mind.

You browsed through the racks of clothing, selecting pieces that you thought would suit him perfectly. It was a strange feeling, shopping for someone else with such care and attention, but with each item you picked out, you couldn't help but imagine how handsome Mingyu would look in them.

You found yourself spending more on clothing for Mingyu than you did for yourself, but you didn't mind in the slightest. After all, he was the one who needed them the most, and you were determined to make sure he looked his best.

With each new outfit you selected, you couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement bubbling up inside you. This was your chance to dress Mingyu exactly how you had imagined your dream boyfriend to be, and you were going to make sure he looked absolutely perfect.

You arrived home to find Mingyu sitting on the couch, your wishbook in his hands. As you entered, he quickly put the book aside and rose to help you with the heavy bags of clothing.

"You didn't need to buy all of these," he said, his expression turning slightly sullen as he glanced at the bags.

You brushed off his concern with a wave of your hand, a smile playing at the corners of your lips. "It's fine, Mingyu," you reassured him. "I have a good salary now, and it's nice to be able to buy things for someone else, not just for myself."

As you settled onto the couch, Mingyu's gaze lingered on the bags of clothing beside you. There was a hint of curiosity in his eyes, as if he were eager to see what you had bought.

Mingyu removed his shirt as you sat on the couch, unpacking the bags of clothing around you. You couldn't help but steal a glance at his form, admiring the way the fabric of his jeans clung to his legs and the muscles rippled beneath his skin.

Noticing your gaze, Mingyu chuckled softly. "Like what you see?" he teased, a playful twinkle in his eyes.

You blushed slightly, feeling caught off guard by his remark. "Um, I was just admiring the clothes," you replied, trying to hide your embarrassment.

Mingyu raised an eyebrow, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Well, how about I model them for you?" he suggested, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

You couldn't help but laugh at his suggestion, the tension melting away as you relaxed into the playful banter. "Like a parade?" you asked, a smile playing at the corners of your lips.

Mingyu nodded eagerly, already reaching for one of the bags. "Exactly!" he exclaimed, his excitement contagious.

As he began to try on the new clothes, you couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation. It was like watching a fashion show, with Mingyu as the star of the runway.

With each new outfit he tried on, you couldn't help but admire how effortlessly he pulled off each look. From casual jeans and a t-shirt to a sleek button-down shirt, he looked absolutely stunning in everything he wore.

s you walked towards him with the silver chain in hand, Mingyu watched you with a curious expression, his eyes following your every move. You could feel the weight of his gaze on you as you approached, a strange tension building between the two of you.

With a slight frown of concentration, you struggled to fasten the chain around his neck, your fingers fumbling with the clasp as you tried to maneuver it into place. Mingyu stood patiently, his eyes fixed on you as you teetered on the tips of your toes, trying to reach him.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, you managed to secure the chain around his neck, the silver gleaming against his dark shirt. As you took a step back, you couldn't help but feel a rush of adrenaline coursing through you. It was the closest you had ever been to Mingyu since he appeared in your life.

Taking a deep breath to steady yourself, you met Mingyu's gaze with a shy smile. "There you go," 

Mingyu glanced at himself in the mirror, adjusting the silver chain around his neck before walking over to you with a grateful smile.

"Thank you," he said softly, his eyes meeting yours with warmth and sincerity. "You didn't have to do all this for me."

You returned his smile, shaking your head. "It's the least I could do," you replied, your tone light. "After all, you didn't exactly ask to be summoned," you added, making air quotes with your fingers for emphasis.

Mingyu chuckled, the sound warm and melodious. "I suppose you have a point there," he conceded, a playful glint in his eyes. "But I'm certainly not complaining about it."

"Hmm, Mingyu, do you want to hang out?" you asked, a smile playing at the corners of your lips.

Mingyu frowned slightly, looking at you with curiosity. "Where?" he inquired, his tone tinged with uncertainty.

You grinned, feeling a rush of excitement at the prospect of showing Mingyu a good time. "Just wait here, I'll get ready," you replied, hurrying off to your room to change.

It was Friday night, and you were used to spending it with your friends, going out and having a good time. And what better way to show Mingyu a bit of the city than to take him out with you?

You turned around to find Mingyu standing in your bedroom, his eyes lingering on your black dress and the silver chain adorning your neck. His gaze was filled with curiosity as he took in your appearance.

A smile tugged at the corners of your lips as you met his eyes. "Well, what do you think?" you asked, a hint of playfulness in your voice.

Mingyu raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing at his lips. "Are we matching tonight?" he teased, gesturing to his own black shirt and jeans.

You chuckled, feeling a warmth spread through you at his playful banter. "I guess we are," you replied, a smile dancing in your eyes. 

Mingyu's eyes softened, a genuine smile lighting up his face. "You look beautiful," he said softly, his words filled with sincerity.

A blush crept up your cheeks at his compliment, and you couldn't help but feel a surge of happiness at his words. "Thank you," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper.

As you entered the bustling club with Mingyu by your side, the loud music and flashing lights engulfed you both. Mingyu seemed to take it all in stride, moving through the crowd with an ease that suggested he was no stranger to such environments.

You couldn't help but notice the curious glances directed at him as you made your way to the bar. Tall, charismatic, and undeniably handsome, Mingyu certainly attracted attention wherever he went. You couldn't help but feel a sense of pride knowing that you had such a captivating companion by your side.

Taking a seat at the bar, you turned to Mingyu with a smile. "What'll it be?" you asked, raising your voice slightly to be heard over the music.

Mingyu glanced at you, a playful glint in his eyes. "Surprise me," he replied, his voice tinged with excitement.

You grinned, turning to the bartender to place your order, as you waited for your drinks to arrive.

As Mingyu glanced around the crowded club, his eyes filled with curiosity, he turned to you with a thoughtful expression.

"Hey, do boyfriend and girlfriend usually come to places like this?" he asked, his voice slightly raised to be heard over the music.

You paused for a moment, considering his question carefully. Did Mingyu see the two of you as boyfriend and girlfriend? The thought sent a flutter of excitement through you, but you didn't want to jump to conclusions.

"Well, sometimes," you replied, choosing your words carefully. "Couples come here to have fun and let loose together."

Mingyu nodded thoughtfully, his gaze lingering on yours. "So, are we... like that?" he asked, a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

You felt your heart skip a beat at his question, the possibility of being more than just friends with Mingyu sending a thrill through you. But you didn't want to assume anything without knowing how he felt.

"I'm not sure," you admitted honestly, meeting his gaze with sincerity. "What do you think?"

"Well, you wrote in your wishbook that you wanted a boyfriend," he replied, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

Your eyes widened in surprise, realization dawning on you. "Oh, right," you said, a hint of embarrassment creeping into your voice. "I guess I did, didn't I?"

Mingyu shrugged, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. "I guess I just wanted to understand," he admitted. "To see if... if maybe I could be that person for you."

You couldn't help but chuckle at his playful tone. "I suppose you are," you admitted, feeling a warmth spread through you at the thought.

After a moment of silence, you couldn't help but ask the question that had been nagging at the back of your mind. "Am I even your type?" you blurted out, unable to contain your curiosity any longer.

Mingyu's eyes traveled over you, his gaze intense as he took in your appearance. He seemed to be studying you, his expression unreadable.

You held your breath, waiting for his response, unsure of what to expect. The tension between you was palpable, as you waited for Mingyu's answer.

He bit his lip, a gesture that sent a wave of heat coursing through you. "You're exactly my type…" he replied, his voice husky.

"Is that so?" you teased, raising an eyebrow in mock skepticism. "Well, you'll have to work harder than that to win me over."

Mingyu chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Oh, I plan to," he replied, his voice dripping with confidence. "After all, I'm everything you wanted, right?"

You couldn't help but shake your head at his boldness, feeling a rush of excitement coursing through you at the prospect of what the night might hold.

"Maybe," you replied with a grin, unable to resist the playful banter. "But I'll believe it when I see it."

Mingyu leaned in closer, his breath warm against your ear as he whispered softly, sending shivers down your spine. "I read the last pages of your wishbook," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "And let me tell you, I can definitely make all your wildest dreams come true."

And in minutes, everything happened. 

You found yourself naked on your couch, your body laid bare before Mingyu, who gazed at you with desire in his eyes. Your legs were spread wide, draped over his shoulders as he knelt before you, his hands trailing over your skin with a gentle touch.

As you held your wish book in your hand, Mingyu's voice broke through the silence, his tone teasing yet filled with curiosity. "So, what's your first wish?" he asked, his eyes locked on yours.

You felt your cheeks flush with heat, embarrassment flooding through you at the thought of revealing your innermost desires. But with Mingyu's gaze burning into you, you couldn't hold back.

"I... I wished for a guy who could make me cum on his tongue," you stuttered, your voice barely above a whisper.

Mingyu's eyes darkened with desire at your words, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. 

As Mingyu's tongue licked a slow, deliberate stripe along your folds, a shiver of pleasure shot through your body, leaving you trembling. You gripped the wish book tightly in one hand, your nails digging into the pages as Mingyu's mouth worked its magic on you. "Oh fuck, Mingyu!" 

With each flick of his tongue against your clit, you felt yourself unraveling. His arms wrapped around you, holding you steady as you writhed and moaned, unable to control the flood of pleasure coursing through you.

Your other hand tangled in Mingyu's locks, pulling him closer as he continued to devour your pussy. His tongue swirled around your bud, sending waves of pleasure crashing over you in relentless waves.

You moaned his name over and over, the sound filling the air as Mingyu's tongue drove you closer and closer to the edge. You felt yourself dripping with arousal, the combination of Mingyu's saliva and your own juices coating the couch beneath you.

As Mingyu's tongue penetrated slightly into your pussy, a gasp escaped your lips, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure coursing through your body. You looked at him with wide eyes, your breath coming in ragged gasps as you struggled to form coherent words.

"What... what are you doing?" you managed to gasp out, your voice laced with desire and anticipation.

But before you could even finish your question, Mingyu's tongue penetrated you again, sending a shock shooting through your body. Your legs shook on his arms, your whole body trembling with need.

"Oh Mingyu, that feels so good" you moaned, your voice filled with a mixture of pleasure and desperation.

Mingyu's lips curled into a wicked grin as he continued to pleasure you with his tongue, his movements becoming faster. He sucked on your clit, flicking it with his tongue before diving deep inside you once again, driving you to the brink of orgasm with each tantalizing stroke.

As you held onto Mingyu's locks tighter, he moaned in response, the vibrations sending a surge of pleasure on your pussy. You could feel yourself teetering on the edge of your orgasm, your body trembling with anticipation.

"I'm... I'm cumming," you gasped, your voice strained with the effort of holding back your release.

Mingyu looked up at you, his eyes dark as he asked, "Are you going to cum on my tongue, just like you wished for?"

You nodded desperately, your whole body tensing with anticipation as you felt the waves of pleasure building inside you. The wishbook slipped from your grasp, completely forgotten as Mingyu's tongue continued to lap your clit.

"Yes," you moaned, your voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, just like that."

And with a final flick of his tongue against your clit, Mingyu pushed you over the edge, making you come undone, riding his face to ride your orgasm, your mind clouded with the intensity of your orgasm.

As Mingyu got up, holding the forgotten wishbook in his hands, he turned to you with a curious expression. "Let's see what your next wish is," he said, his voice tinged with excitement.

Your hands, still trembling from the recent orgasm, reached out to take the wishbook from him. You flipped through the pages until you found the next wish, your heart racing with anticipation.

And as you read the words on the page, your cheeks flushed with heat at the explicit nature of the wish. It was about a guy who didn't go easy on you, who took control and pushed you to your limits.

You looked up at Mingyu, your eyes filled with a mixture of desire and apprehension. "Is... is this something you can do?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

Mingyu's lips curled into a wicked grin as he met your gaze, his eyes dark with desire. "I can do whatever you want," he replied, his voice low and husky.

As Mingyu lowered his pants, revealing his big, throbbing cock, you couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement mixed with apprehension. It was something you had written in your wishbook - a cock that fulfills you - but you hadn't expected it to be quite so... big.

His cock laid heavy in his hand as he stroked himself, the slick sound of precum making itself known with each movement. You felt your cheeks flush red as you watched, a mix of desire and uncertainty swirling within you.

"It... it won't fit," you stammered, your voice barely above a whisper as you met Mingyu's gaze.

Mingyu chuckled softly, the sound sending a shiver of anticipation down your spine. "Don't worry," he reassured you, his voice husky with desire. "I'll make it fit."

As Mingyu laid you down comfortably, spreading you wider, you couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and embarrassment wash over you. His cock slid against your pussy, teasing but not yet penetrating, and you squirmed beneath him, feeling yourself growing wetter with anticipation.

You almost covered your face in shame, feeling exposed and vulnerable under his intense gaze. But Mingyu's teasing words only served to fuel the fire burning within you.

"That's all you wanted, isn't it?" he teased, his voice laced with desire as he looked into your eyes. "A guy with a big cock to fuck your brains out? Well, lucky for you, I'm here, hm?"

His words sent a thrill of excitement coursing through you, and you couldn't help but arch your hips, silently urging him to take you. You wanted nothing more than to feel him deep inside you, filling you completely and making you cum. 

As Mingyu continued to tease you, his words sending shivers of desire down your spine, he remarked on your hectic work schedule. "You work so hard," he murmured, his voice low and seductive. "You need someone to take all that stress out of you."

His words hit home, resonating with the part of you that longed for release, both physically and emotionally. You couldn't deny the truth in his words; after all, you had spent so long shouldering the weight of your responsibilities alone.

As Mingyu's cock teased against your clit, the friction sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body, you felt yourself teetering on the edge of ecstasy. Every movement, every touch drove you closer and closer to the brink, your senses overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of it all.

And just when you thought you couldn't take it anymore, when you felt yourself on the verge of exploding with pleasure, Mingyu slammed his hard cock inside of your cunt with a force that took your breath away. Your pussy stretched around him, so tight and so full, that you could barely contain the overwhelming sensation.

As you arched your back in pleasure, the sensation of Mingyu's cock buried deep inside you driving you to new heights of ecstasy, he teased you mercilessly. "I'm still," he murmured between moans, his voice laced with desire. "You're almost cumming."

His words sent a shiver of anticipation coursing through you, your pussy clenching around him with each tantalizing movement. Mingyu's cock felt impossibly hard and thick inside you, stretching you to your limits as he held himself still, savoring the exquisite torture of denying you release.

He put your knees on your chest and started pounding inside of you, hitting that spongy spot dead-on with the first thrust. You screamed in your living room, rolling your eyes back in sheer ecstasy.

No mercy, just like you wanted.

Mingyu looked at your pleasured face, making sure he was hitting all the right spots to drive you wild. And judging by the way you were moaning and writhing beneath him, he was definitely doing something right.

"You're so wet for me," his voice dripped with lust. "You can't get enough of my cock, can you? You want me to fuck you harder, don't you?"

You nodded eagerly, unable to form words as pleasure washed over you in waves.

As Mingyu pounded into you harder, your body tensed, your abdomen trembling with anticipation as you felt the orgasm approaching. He bit his lip, holding back his moans as your walls spasmed around him, indicating your impending climax.

You gripped the couch tightly, your nails digging into the fabric as pleasure washed over you in waves. But no matter how hard you tried, nothing seemed to relieve the overwhelming sensation building inside you.

And then it hit you, like a tidal wave crashing over you with unstoppable force. You came, hard and fast, your orgasm ripping through you as you spasmed uncontrollably beneath Mingyu.

You came on him, on the couch, on his cock, unable to contain the sheer intensity of the pleasure coursing through you. And as Mingyu watched you cumming in a matter of minutes, a proud moan escaped his lips, his eyes filled with satisfaction at having brought you so much pleasure.

As Mingyu held your legs to the sides, spreading you open and angling his cock in a way that his pelvis rubbed against your clit, you squirmed helplessly beneath him. Every movement sent jolts of oversensitivity coursing through your body, and you cried out in pleasure and desperation.

But Mingyu held firm, his gaze locked with yours as he reminded you of your wish for him not to take it easy on you. "You wanted this," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "You wanted me to push you to your limits."

You whimpered in response, the sensation of his cock rubbing against your clit driving you to the brink of insanity. "I can't take it," you pleaded, your voice barely above a whisper. "I can't take it anymore."

But Mingyu only moaned in response, his hips moving in a relentless rhythm as he continued to tease and torment you. "You'll need to take it," he whispered, his voice sending shivers of pleasure down your spine.

"Just a little more," he urged, his voice filled with desperation. "I'm almost there, baby. Just hold on for me."

As you held Mingyu's neck, drawing him closer to you for another kiss, you found yourself lost in the intoxicating sensation of his lips against yours. But with each moan that escaped your lips, it became increasingly difficult to maintain the kiss, the overwhelming pleasure coursing through your body making it impossible to focus on anything else.

Mingyu noticed your struggle, a smile playing at the corners of his lips as he watched you writhe beneath him. His face contorted in pleasure, mirroring the ecstasy written all over yours, as your walls pulsed and contracted around him with each thrust.

As you trembled beneath Mingyu, tears slipping from your eyes, he kissed your face gently, his lips tracing a path of comfort and reassurance. "I'm cumming for you," he murmured, his voice soothing and gentle as he tried to calm your racing heart.

But your chest rose and fell in erratic waves, your breaths coming in ragged gasps as you closed your eyes tightly, desperate to hold on just a little longer. And then it happened, a silent moan escaping your lips as your body tensed and your pleasure washed over you in a tidal wave of sensation.

You came again, your orgasm ripping through you with a force that left you gasping for air, your entire body trembling with the intensity of it all. And as Mingyu watched in awe, unable to hold back his own release any longer, he let out a surprised moan of pleasure, his own orgasm crashing over him in a wave of ecstasy.

As Mingyu's warm cum filled your cunt, mingling with your own juices, you let out a contented sigh, feeling completely spent and satisfied. Your bodies were covered in a sheen of sweat and cum.

Feeling utterly relaxed, you laid your head back on the couch, letting out a deep breath as you allowed yourself to bask in the afterglow of your orgasm. The tension in your neck melted away as you finally allowed yourself to relax.

"You okay?" he asked softly, his voice filled with concern as he looked down at you.

You nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of your lips. "Yeah, I'm good," you replied, feeling a sense of contentment wash over you.

Mingyu leaned in closer, his eyes searching yours as he spoke. "That was... so good," he said, his voice filled with awe. "I've never felt anything like that before."

You chuckled softly, feeling a sense of pride swell within you. "Yeah, me neither," you admitted, feeling a warm glow of satisfaction spread through your body.

You chuckled softly, feeling a warmth spread through your chest at his words. "Who knew that silly wishbook would actually work?" you remarked, shaking your head in disbelief.

Mingyu leaned in to press a soft kiss to your lips. "Well, I'm here now, and I don't plan on going anywhere," he said, his voice filled with sincerity.

#seventeen headcanons #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #seventeen x reader #seventeen #seventeen reactions #seventeen fluff #seventeen smut #svt smut #svt imagines #mingyu smut #mingyu x reader #kim mingyu #svt #seventeen fanfic #mingyu fluff #mingyu imagines #mingyu scenarios #mingyu drabbles #mingyu sub #kim mingyu x reader #kim mingyu smut #kim mingyu fluff #kim mingyu imagines #kim mingyu x you #mingyu x you #mingyu x y/n #kim mingyu x y/n #mingyu angst #mingyu dom

[jasminexox5]

Seokmin was away on his tour around America and that meant no kisses or touches from you at all. The phone calls were fine at first at the start of the tour but as the tour dragged on he just needed you there helping him in person and not on the phone on the other side of the world. None of his toys are pleasing him now because he has used them so much they don’t affect him in that way anymore.

The poor boy was so sexually frustrated he hated it. He was so used to being a spoiled pillow prince with you, having you do all the work pleasing him while he just lay back and moaned for you. Spending countless hours coming all because of your strap and your hands, seeing the pictures from the last night you spent together when he was riding your strap whilst crying made him hard but he had to go perform.

The whole time he was on stage his cock was leaking for you making sure he tries his best to hide it from the others just wanting the show to end so he can relieve himself of the ache not even caring that you will punish him for touching without permission. The other members were confused on why he was acting the way he was, the normal Seokmin wasn’t out to play he was just quiet and trying not to let the world see how hard he is.

He has never been happier to get back to a hotel meaning he can finally sort his problem out that he has. Taking a shower trying to take his mind off of it while he calmed down from the show. His hands slid down his sud covered body to his aching cock, whining at how much he wanted your hands on him right now. Seokmin’s mind was racing at one hundred miles an hour at that moment, wrapping his large hands around his length and throwing his head back against the tiles of the bathroom wall.

The sound of the water was loud enough to cover up his moans as his hand moved up and down the length of his cock catching the pre cum that was pearling at the tip of his cock. It wasn’t long until his chest started to heave up and down from the pleasure he was feeling in his body. Biting his lip holding back his moans so Vernon couldn’t hear what he was doing.

Gasping for air the quicker his hand moved along his cock needing that orgasm he was so close to having. Having to be quiet made it worse for Seokmin. He wanted to scream out for you. No orgasm he could give himself would be like the ones you tear from his body one after another being so loud the neighbours have to put in noise complaints. It was only the start of their tour but he wanted to be back in your arms so much.

His thumb rubbed across his tip the right way making his eyes roll back into his head and his thighs flex but there had to be a knock at the door snapping him out of his lust filled daze. Vernon was knocking for the last five minutes to get in the bathroom but Seokmin never heard a thing. Turning the water off and wrapping a towel around his body when Vernon comes running in he couldn’t care less that he ruined Seokmin’s high.

Sitting in his bed with his hands in his head trying not to cry. If you were there beside him he would have came five times already. Picking out clean underwear from his suitcase before he dried his hair before laying in his bed staring at the ceiling while Vernon went out with Woozi for dinner. Scrolling through his phone mindlessly remembering that you both made videos for this situation before he went away on tour.

Opening the private folder to pictures of your naked body covered in all kinds of lace of all colours making his cock twitch against his underwear. Pulling the band down lets his neglected cock hit against his abs as he pulls a pillow next to him to sit in between his thick thighs to rub his ache away. Sighing when the moans start to flood his earphones and then into his ears. Setting the phone against the phone on the nightstand next to him as he starts to grind his hips on the pillow the way he is driving his cock into your cunt.

He would love to have your walls around his cock and have you grabbing at his shoulders digging your nails into his back when he rubs against that spot inside of you over and over till you were coming over his cock. Your moans making his cock leak precum letting it pool into a wet spot on the cotton of the pillow. Diving his hips into the pillow harder digging his feet into the bed so he can fuck into it imaging it was your tight cunt.

It wasn’t long until he was close to hitting that orgasm he was close to earlier, only this time no one could interrupt. Letting his body take over as his hips start to get more sloppy and his legs start to shake. His moans fill up the empty hotel room when he hits his orgasm. His whole world went white for a moment making his legs lose all feeling.

#k pop smut #hard hours #seventeen smut #svt smut #seokmin smut #dk smut #sub svt #sub seventeen

[meowjunjun]

Kinktober 2023 !

Hi everyoneee! I’m gonna be doing my first kinktober this year 🫶. I probably won’t be able to get each fic out on time due to school but I’ll try my best!

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Day 1: pain kink w/ jake

Day 2: degradation w/ intak

Day 3: panty sniffing w/ san

Day 4: choking w/ wonwoo

Day 5: vibrator w/ zhanghao

Day 6: caught masterbating w/ minho

Day 7: drunk reader w/ yeosang

Day 8: begging w/ soobin

Day 9: dacryphilia w/ changbin

Day 10: bondage w/ felix

Day 11: oral fixation w/ eric

Day 12: biting w/ seungcheol

Day 13: humiliation w/ heeseung

Day 14: size kink w/ yunho

Day 16: pillow humping w/ hueningkai

Day 17: edging w/ jacob

Day 18: thigh riding w/ juyeon

Day 19: overstimulation w/ beomgyu

Day 20: oral (f receiving) w/ hyunjin

Day 21: mutual masturbation w/ dino

Day 22: praise kink w/ jungwon

Day 23: mommy kink w/ han

Day 24: cockwarming w/ jay

Day 25: nipple play w/ jeongin

Day 26: mistress kink w/ sangyeon

Day 27: riding w/ taehyun

Day 28: dry humping w/ bangchan

Day 29: thigh fucking w/ seokmin

Day 30: pet play w/ seungmin

Day 31: breeding w/ younghoon

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I’m really gonna try super hard to write all of these!! But like I said they’re likely going to be delayed 😭💔

#sub!idol #dom reader #sub idol #sub kpop #sub tbz #sub the boyz #sub seventeen #sub svt #sub ateez #sub enha #sub enhypen #sub skz #sub stray kids #kinktober #sub txt

[jeonsupershy]

waking up jeon wonwoo : a saga 😪

#wonwoo #seventeen #17net #hourlywonwoo #fywonwoo #jeon wonwoo #maddieblr #heymax #svt wonwoo #nana tour #nana tour spoilers #nana tour with seventeen #nonu #k.stuff #i've never done subs before LOL it's hard work #ep 1 was so much fun i felt like i was living vicariously #he's so!!! cute

[chaepink]

I have a small question! Can we get some time whenever you are up for it, Maybe some more of the Yan!sub boys? c:

pathetic sub!yandere boys ♡ pt. 2

pathetic yet adorable yandere boys that are so obsessed with you that they'll do anything you ask them to do.

wc: 1k+ words | masterlist | part one

dom!reader, previous stalking, unhealthy relationship, pet play, bondage, use of blindfold, mention of strap/cock, mention of choking, mention of marking

note: part two cause part one did so well!

Yandere subs that are so obsessed with you that they'll do anything you ask, sexual or not. Ask them for some homework answers? They'll steal the answer sheet for the week's homework for you from the teacher's desk undetected. You've been craving certain snacks and tell them that? Weird enough, you find a pile of those snacks on your bed the next day with a note that has a heart on it that lets you know exactly who it's from.

But in bed? That's a whole different story. Believe me when I say that they want to feel weak and small underneath you in bed. Choke them, spank them, edge or overstimulate them, and they'll babble out 'thank you's to whatever pleasure you're giving them. Such a good boy that just wants to be obedient for you.

Tell them to sit? They'll sit mere seconds later, looking up at you for your next command. Tell them to make you feel good? They'll make you cum as if their life depends on it. You're gonna have to yank their hair so that they don't overstimulate you, making them whimper at the pain as they look up at you with sad puppy eyes, asking you what they did wrong.

They're so desperate to please you that they'll hack into your phone to search your search/porn history for stuff that you want to do to them but haven't asked yet. It's not like you haven't caught them doing so either.

You like pet play? You find them in your room with nothing but a collar around their neck, a leash that's connected to said collar on the floor in front of you as if its beckoning you to grab it, a pair of cat/bunny/dog ears on their head that looks so real that its as if they're actually connected to his head, and- oh? whats that buzzing? Turns out that they put in a tail vibrator in themself too! what a surprise! How about you call them a good boy and fuck him until he can't think anymore as a reward? Watch as he mewls like a slut when you take out the vibrator before pushing it back in him.

What about bondage? Well you'll find them tied up oh so prettily on your bed with some red rope that compliments their skin so well. They'll already be prepped, of course, not wanting to waste time on it so that you'll fuck them quicker. Maybe they'll even have a blindfold on which will heighten his other senses. So how about you touch him all over so that he begs for you to just fuck him already. Don't listen to him though, just continue teasing him until he's soaked the blindfold with his tears and as his dick leaks out pre-cum, desperately humping the air to seek any friction. what a slut!

Turn them into such a mess that all they can think about is the way your strap/dick is hitting all the right spots in him as they lay there taking it all so well. Make him scream out in pleasure, the sounds filling the room which would surely end with an angry complaint from your neighbors complaining about the noises the following day. But he doesn't 't care, why would they when you're fucking him so well?

They're so horny that they're willing to tease you in public just so you would punish them. With some friends and he tagged along? He'll innocently grab your hand to place it on the bulge in his pants, making you widen your eyes and glare at him before he reaches forward to grab something. This makes his shirt ride up which just barely shows the pair of lace panties he's wearing underneath that are peeking out from his pants. How about you drag him to the bathroom and finger him until he cums, a hand on his mouth to silence his loud moans, hm?

About to leave the house to go somewhere with a friend? He'll say goodbye to you wearing the sluttiest outfit right when you're about to exit the door, his ass practically out and dick bulging against the fabric. You can't resist how good they look so you quickly text your friend that you have to cancel and to meet up another time before shaking off your belongings and rushing towards him with hunger in your eyes. Sure you feel bad for your friend but thats the last thing on your mind, the outfit on your yandere being the only thing that you're thinking about at the moment. The way you're looking at him makes them feel so small as if they're the prey and you're the predator but oh do they love it so much.

You know their antics are just to rile you up but you can't ignore them, not when you want to make them scream your name so bad and make them cry from pleasure. It's not your fault, really.

It's not like they're complaining either. They'll gladly get on all fours and present their lubed up ass to you the moment you tell them to. They'll turn their head back to look at you with eyes that absolutely begs you to ruin them. They're just a mere toy for you to use for your own pleasure after all.

Do whatever to them, they'll take it all like a good boy. Leave marks on him so that he can be reminded of the previous night, filthy thoughts flooding his head as he gets hard again. He'll stare at them in the mirror, heading tilting up to look at the small bruise around his neck from your choking. The red mark on his waist is obvious, reminding him of just how hard you gripped it to fuck him even deeper and faster.

Everything you do just makes them even more obsessed with you but you don't mind. After all, you're just as obsessed with them as they are with you.

ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink

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[ferrariseventeen]

oh my god wait,,, if you’re still doing the sub svt ask, ive been thinking about when wonwoo just comes home needy as fuck. his instincts of taking control kick in but you stop him, and its the first time he allows you take the lead, letting you do what you want to him and following all of your orders

tw: smut ! do not interact if you are a minor !

pretty birthday boy deserves to be taken care off !!!!

He’d honestly be a bit shocked when you grab his wrist, asking if you could be the one in control tonight, shocked but very much intrigued. He’d kiss you back softly as you began to unbutton his shirt and he’d honestly be melting as your hands came up to gently massage his waist and up his torso. He’d let out the cutest noise as you push him down onto the bed, eyes wide and a smile playing on his lips as he began to see how serious you were being about stepping into the dominant role. You’d help him out of his trousers, and you’d take your time kissing up his soft thighs, mouthing at the bulge in his underwear before stripping them of him and throwing them across the room. Cute baby would be on cloud nine as he laid back and watched you take his cock in your hand, he’d let out a heavenly moan as he caught your eye as you let a string of spit drop from your tongue and onto the head of his cock. You’d waste no time getting him to the brink of orgasm, using your hand on your mouth till he was bucking up and telling you he was gonna cum. You’d let his cock fall from your hand and you’d watch as it bobbed desperately against his stomach. You have a little smirk on your face as he sat up on his elbows, face flushed asking you why you stopped. The way his eyebrows were knitted up so cutely and the precious pout on his face would have your core throbbing, finally getting to see your boyfriend as desperate as he normally made you. You'd let your fingers ghost over the length of his cock, your smile growing, telling him not to worry, that you’d take care of him.

#seventeen #seventeen smut #seventeen imagines #seventeen wonwoo #wonwoo smut #wonwoo #wonwoo imagines #seventeen blurbs #sub seventeen #sub wonwoo #honey spiced latte

[mountainficss]

keep having this sick nasty dirty unoriginal thought of cockwarming wonwoo while he’s playing his lil computer games.

gamer!wonwoo that would just look so gorgeous in the dim lighting of his room, his features illuminated by the light of his computer. you’d stand behind his chair and watch him play, massaging his shoulders and pressing the occasional little kiss to his cheek which would make him smile and blush. he’d even abandon the game and swivel around to face you, the overwhelming feeling of missing you hitting him like a truck as he wraps his arms around your torso to pull you close to him. you were wearing nothing but one of his t-shirts and a pair of panties underneath and he still thought you were the most breathtaking human on earth. he’d gaze up at you lovingly through his glasses and ask you in the quietest voice ever if you’d sit with him while he plays. and how could you say no to sweet wonwoo ;( so you sit on his lap while he plays, facing the computer while his arms wrap around you from behind to tap on his keyboard. it would start off innocent at first, but feeling the warmth of your thighs and your ass pressing against wonwoo’s cock would make him needy underneath you. he found it harder to focus on his game, but he didn’t even want to. didn’t care that his friends were in his ear giving him the most shit for his declining game performance, because all he can think about right now is you. he wants to be closer, wants to feel your warmth but is sooo shy and will have trouble even thinking of how to politely ask you to sit on his cock and absolutely ruin him. you’d sense a shift in his behavior and his distracted playing, so you’d just ask him instead, the sudden request making him blush but eagerly nod his head. you’d stand up, pushing his chair back slightly so you can untie the strings of his sweatpants and pull them down just enough so his cock smacks onto his stomach. you’d sit on his lap facing him this time, pulling your panties to the side and slowly sinking down onto him. he’d let out a relieved sigh, feeling your tight warmth around him and distracting him even more from his game. you’d shush him gently and press kisses to his exposed skin, licking up his neck to his ear and nipping it lightly. you wouldn’t move, forcing him to refocus and try to play better and win like he usually does. only after a few rounds of his game would you start to harshly bounce on him when he least expects it, drawing a loud yelp of surprise from him. he’d completely forget about his game, his hands ditching the keyboard so he can wrap them under your (it’s his but that doesn’t matter) shirt and around your waist. you’d scold him slightly for not being able to play properly and he’d let out little mumbled apologies, telling you how he tried so hard to win for you but he just wants your touch more than anything :( just wants to give all of his undivided attention to you because he loves and misses you so much. you wouldn’t stop bouncing on him until you both are out of breath and satisfied <3

won’t be a one time thing either, would definitely be reoccurring. most days you’d let him mute his mic so he can moan and whine as loud as he wants, but sometimes you’d make him keep it on and hide all of his disgustingly lewd sounds from his unsuspecting friends. you’d make him keep conversations with them just so you can hear him struggle to hold back his pretty sounds. all while his face is super red and he’s doing his absolute best to win for you and please you :( i love shy wonwoo so much.

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[booskwan]

#svtsource #svtcreations #svtedit #hourlycoups #s.coups #scoups #choi seungcheol #seungcheol #svt #seventeen #dk #lee seokmin #dokyeom #*gifs #*svt #*seungcheol #userzaynab #fornini #heymax #userfairy #pardon the hard subs i was too lazy to look for a file without them lol #i hope i translated this ok i know it's very different from what the live subs said but they were abridged to say the least #also the coloring.....let's move on