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sugar-petals · 3 years

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SuperM: Their Orgasm Faces

a/n. i’ve written the same scenario for bts and thought this is perfect for these guys as well 💦

warnings ⚠️ multiple rounds, masturbation, loud sex, crying

➸ Taemin Constant little trembles. Puffy lips and a huge back arch. Softly moving hips that know exactly what they’re doing, reacting to your every touch. Balmy moans for the gods, they’re such a giant turn-on. His face looks so soft and relaxes into the pleasure without restraint. And my god, the hair. It’s like an old Italian painting. The voice is just as indulging — all those little “ha...” noises he makes. So lush and super breathy. Long story short: He looks perfect in the unlikely case someone forgot. What more can I tell you. He’s broadcasted it to the entire world at this point. In fact, isn’t Taemin’s entire cinematic work a silk and satin-laced compilation of o-faces? Even his haters can’t deny that. He has the perfect variety, perfect sensuality. Never out of place, never too feeble nor too much. He doesn’t just show that to you in bed, he truly owns it. Taemin’s orgasms are really drawn out, it’s the most amazing spectacle. So much to see: And you never know when the first one ends and the second one starts. He’s that erotic and completely swayed by you. If there’s one person completely in tune with his arousal and amps it up to the maximum, and takes you higher yourself with him, that’s Lee Taemin. He cums more beautifully than anyone you’ve ever seen. Fuck, it feels like you have to write him a ten-page thank you letter for being able to witness that. One word suffices: he’s fantastic.

➸ Taeyong You won’t believe it. He is so handsome, but he tries to hide his face. Or buries his hands in his hair, and twists himself to the side. Sometimes, into a pillow. Othertimes, a blanket or a sleeve. Taeyong doesn’t like his pleasure being seen. He’s not just shy; he’s reserved, delicately cautious. He’d rather have his hair fall into his face and conceal all the sweet emotions that surface. His lips are tightly shut and more often than not, he looks away. Even when he’s by himself getting off to the thought of you, he can’t keep his head up. It’s a shame, but you also figure it’s because he gifts himself to you to be very protected, not judged or consumed. Taeyong needs your guidance and strength. That’s why you hug him and let his face rest in the crook of your neck, and it becomes his favorite spot to lean into when he’s coming. Taeyong is more reassured this way. His eyebrows raise and he’s giving you the most heavenly whimpers. It overwhelms him every time. But that’s the place where he can finally moan it out. His voice is so gorgeous, and desperate, and full of gratitude towards you. When he really trusts you, he’s — god — actually grunting in his deep voice and sometimes meets your eye fleetingly. Or sucks in air and holds it before his whole body erupts. Oh my god. Those thighs are gonna go through an entire earthquake. Truth be told: NCT didn’t lie when they sang about a volcano, did they.

➸ Jongin Come on. The main dancer who has his face all up in a camera every stage, making people worldwide bust a nut by just raising a corner of the mouth. If there’s one person with the best, most intense facial expressions? It’s Kai all the way. Just throw the OSCAR right at him. Matter of fact, we all know he is the king of being absolutely stunning in bed. Jongin always looks like he wants to take you in completely, his entire upper body goes forward. His eyes are deep and glistening, but not fully mysterious. First and foremost they’re hundred percent passion just as you’d expect from him. The brows, the fucking brows! The lips, mumbling, and the jaw is in motion even if you wouldn’t pay attention to it at first. And by contrast, he looks more in love than anyone else. Can we appreciate how romantic Kai’s vibe is? How does he do it? He yearns and calls you babe, the entire face feels twitching and shaky. As if he was suffering from being so enamoured, but it feels so good to him. Every new thrust makes his expression change a bit. How he’s allowing himself to feel you literally paints a living story on his features. Toward the middle and the end of his climax, Kai looks so vulnerable and lost in the pleasure that you gave him or he gave himself. It’s almost like he is underwater. If you ever look into those dreamy eyes... Kai’s orgasm face will put an actual spell on you. Have a guess. The spell is called: Make you even hornier and throw your fucking head back from all that good stuff.

➸ Mark Yeah, uh-oh. The bomb is going off right here. It feels like Mark didn’t fuck for literal months every time even if you had sex the other day. His jaw is hanging open throughout. The eyes wide. Lips shivering, only a little. A bit of saliva is pooling just there. Then, his head falls forward. Hair in his eyes, brows clenched toward the middle. He looks like he can’t believe it, he’s helpless to the power it has over him. His orgasm darts through his body like a thunderbolt. You got it, sex with Mark is exactly that, so electric. It arrives fast and it’s over fast. And it’s massive, catches him off guard so often. A big, sweeping “Ah—h!” that carries him away like a tidal wave. Who’s the living super car in SuperM? That’s Mark Lee who goes through his climax like he’s watching a train speed by. What can he do but curse himself and moan. Something is possessing this poor man. His face looks like he has to keep up with his own damn reflexes. Can you imagine how hard his body is going to clutch if he just cums in one go? And if he tries to kiss you during that? What the fuck Mark! He just never calms down, does he. Or wait — fast forward... oh wonder: He falls asleep only minutes after. His face: now completely angelic. Mark really put all his heart and mind and cum into this one orgasm. This guy has dedication and it shows. He always delivers you one hell of a show. Rumor has it you have a couple videos of it on your phone.

➸ Baekhyun Clenches his teeth so hard. The first you’ll hear is a loud and whiny “nnh!” in the buildup. And that’s when you know he can’t go back. The entire neck seems under pressure. He stares. Gasps for air. The breathing, raw as fuck. Up and down goes that chest all the way against you. In fact, he breathes the fastest in the group. His face gets so heated. All those veins come out. This guy’s blood flow is a new level. Releasing tons of stress and energy. His eyes are squeezed shut as soon as it begins because it’s so strong and relieving, it’s borderline painful. He couldn’t speak for the first five seconds even if he tried. Only the second wave brings out a stifled chain of moans that he surrenders to. On some days, he even starts crying from relief. It takes minutes upon minutes until he cools off entirely. Baekhyun is so orgasmic, he’s all splayed out on the bed afterwards or deeply engrossed in your embrace for endless cuddles. I’m telling you. Should you ever get a second orgasm out of him, he’s gonna be reduced to a puddle. A shaking, sobbing mess that can’t stop wailing. There’s only begging for more in these eyes. It goes without saying that you need the most sound-proof room there ever was because he is at the top of his voice. Baekhyun being loud for you is a natural staple. PS: Mark my words. Should you get him to a third orgasm, he’s gonna be screaming without a pause and his fucking tongue is hanging out.

➸ Yukhei As if he can ever stop wiggling his brows at you. Did you expect he just lets loose and rolls his eye back? No, no. He keeps looking right at you until the end. Full Xuxi confidence and charisma at play. Lots of nicknames coming at you, he’s gonna say them all. That level of eye contact is gonna get you going big time. You know how large and wonderful his eyes are, like a doe’s. Lucas hardly closes them unless it comes to getting blowjobs. Where he’s gonna look at you very intensely most of the time anyway. Lucas tries to not let the sensations overcome him so he remains present with you. He never really seems like he indulges all the way like Taemin or Kai would. The whole thing is pretty suspicious because he doesn’t fully ease into your interplay of movements. Guess why... at any point, he’s invested in making you cum and keeps on pulling out his magic tricks until you’re getting there. He’s gonna use those big fucking hands (he knows you love ‘em) and goes on and on until he has you there. Yukhei’s personality is all over the place, but he has steely concentration during sex. Not to mention the technique. He’s even gonna go for pushing his hair back as a killing part. No mediocre, he’s doing the most. After all: Lucas cums the best if he just saw you losing it or you’re on the way. Synchronizing your orgasms is difficult, but he puts all his focus into achieving just that. Yukhei is an expert in how close you are after a while, and even starts letting himself fall back into the sheets below you when you release together.

➸ Ten Perfectly understated. Lids heavy, lips opened just a bit. Elegant, almost, and chesty in tone. He’s the connoisseur. My god. It’s the most gentlemanly someone could ever cum. His forehead is so sweaty as is his hair and back, because if Ten fucks he does it properly, but still. He’s so calm. He could be in your arms for more than half an hour and be fully composed. The focus and self-control is just phenomenal. Completely in the moment, not missing a heartbeat. Which is such a hard thing to do but it’s effortless with him. Ten knows the value of moderation and tension. He’s not keeping his groans in for the whole time and only moans when he comes. Not at all. It’s a different story with him. It all builds up perfectly and comes out freely whenever. He’s actually pretty close to singing, his voice accompanies his breathing in ideal sync. So melodic. Ten is all smitten by you. Nothing is kept in. He looks at you so fondly, he enjoys himself so much. So, it becomes a beautiful loving serenade. His face doesn’t make any sudden or extreme contortions either. The expression moves and changes very slowly, is very easy on the eye. Every minute with him is fulfilling. Ten is all wrapped up in the mood and the groove like it’s business. Prepare to lose your fucking mind, these are new levels of feeling good. Not one awkward moment, just making love. Oh my god are you lucky.

art: The Great Wave off Kanagawa (1829-33) — by Hokusai

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choicessa · 4 years

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Powerless (M!Kayden x MC)

Pairing: M!Kayden x MC

Book: The Royal Masquerade

Words: ~ 2800

Note: Sooooo... We all know what happened in the last chapter of TRM and I am pretty sure PB won't kill our MC because they are drama queens and just like to give us cliffhanger after cliffhanger... And since they refuse to kill our MC... Well... SOMEONE HAD TO. You can only blame my stupid, angsty brain for that idea, I don't even know where it came from but it just appeared and well, who am I to refuse the blessing of angst gods?

SO, this is pure angst, you have been warned and you're reading for your own risk.

WARNING!!! Blood, violence, character’s death.

All he could hear was her scream.

It wasn't a scream of pain, nor a scream of fear when with her eyes wide opened Rose looked down at the blade leaving her body. It was more a scream of surprise, full of utter shock when her eyes refused to believe what had just happened. She shouted in desperation, almost like hoping that her voice will stop the blade from delving into her body, almost like it could stop her biggest nightmare from happening.

But it was all for nothing.

Renza's blade struck her chest with a sickening sound and then left it, barely seconds ago, making a way for her fresh blood. And when she screamed, her voice mixed with his one, equally shocked and desperate, yet his was already full of terror and pain when he could helplessly watch a sharp blade disappearing inside the body of a woman he loved.

Rose looked down at her wound and touched it with her hands, trying so hard to stop the bleeding with her trembling hands, pressing them to her sleeping gown, with every passing second turning red from the blood escaping her body. Sharp, ragged breaths were escaping her parted lips when he watched her chest helplessly, not knowing what else could she do. And then her eyes moved, to the side, her scared and hurt gaze finding the dark eyes of a man beside her.

"Kayden..." She whispered, her sight full of silent request, when she was begging him to do something, anything.

But he was like frozen.

His whole body felt like a block of ice when he moved his eyes from her wound to her face and then back to her wound.

There was nothing he could do...

He swallowed hard, thoughts in his mind racing when with his trembling hands he reached out to her.

"I'm here, Rose. I am here." He slipped his arms around her, gently, his presence being everything he had to offer.

''Kayden, I...''

''Shhh, that's okay, don't move. We have to... We have to stop the bleeding...''

''Kayden, it hurts...''

''I know, I know... Just let me...'' Without saying anything more he ripped the border of her sleeping gown and with trembling hands he pressed the fabric to her wound. ''Press it, we have to stop the bleeding...''

''Ohhh, look at that beautiful, touching scene. I almost want to cry.'' They heard Renza's voice and Kayden turned his head to look at her.

''You...'' His eyes narrowed dangerously.

''I what? Do you want to say something, oh powerful sorcerer? Something you want to add? Scare me a little? Threaten me?'' With her every word she was coming closer and closer, her words mocking his powerlessness, until she stood right in front of him, with a proud smirk on her face. ''Tell me, Crown Shield...'' Renza grabbed his chin and raised his face, so he had to look at her. ''What was that you wanted to say?''

Kayden clenched his jaw, so hard he could feel his teeth gritting against each other and his hands started to shake violently when he could just look in the eyes of this traitorous snake Renza was. He could still hear Rose's desperate gasps when she was trying to fight with her pain, when she was trying to take one more deep breath, when her body started to refuse her desperate asks of relief. If only he could, he would wrap his hands around Renza's neck, squeezing, harder and stronger, making her gasp for breaths. But he could still feel the assassin's blade at the base of his neck and no matter how much he would love to strangle the woman standing in front of him, he couldn't.

''That's what I thought.'' Renza let go of him, smiling sweetly.

''Should we kill him?'' He heard the assassin's voice.

''Kill him?'' Renza raised her brow with surprise, before looking back at Kayden. ''Oh, no! The fate I have prepared for him is much more fun!'' She grinned. ''Imagine this... Someone comes here, they find a dead body of a new queen, dagger laying on the floor, covered in her blood and Crown Shield, sorcerer, a traitor with her. The one who was recently accused of the same crimes but was magically pardoned by the King Regent. No signs of violence, no signs of entering... Only him and her dead body...'' She shook her head theatrically. ''My, my! What they will all think of it?''

''Hunter will never believe you! Nor Percival, not Annalisa, nor...''

''Oh, please!'' She rolled her eyes. ''They are nothing but mere paws! Do you think I care about their opinion? Do you think anyone would care? Trusting people who were so close to you? People who might have plotted with you? Choosing them? Over me? Daughter of a respected Lord from a famous noble family?'' Renza cocked her head to the side and snorted. ''And here I thought you were the smart one...''

''You won't get away with this, Renza! Do you hear me? You won't!''

''Really? Well... I think... I just did.'' She shrugged and threw her head back, laughing.

Her laugh resonated in his head, being like an annoying drill, the most repulsive sound filling him with hatred and annoyance, like nothing he had ever felt before. But at the same time, he could still hear Rose's gasps, her strangled voice repeating his name like a prayer and silent moans when with every breath she as hit with another wave of pain.

And then he felt something.

It started almost innocently, a strange warmth that appeared in his chest and started to spread across his body, slowly reaching every cell of his body. That weird feeling, like a spasm in his stomach, which turned into something bigger, something more, the weird ignition of his body and emotions that came with it.

Rage.

It came as the first one, setting his whole body on fire, filling his veins with hatred, the biggest one he had ever felt in his life. They called him a killer, a traitor. They loathed him and despised him, pointing him like he was the worst criminal. When his only crime was fighting for this kingdom, fighting for the woman he loved. And now? Even she was being taken away from him, killed in an assassination he couldn't stop. But as soon as this rage appeared in him, he felt something else. Dozens of other feelings flooding him like a tidal wave hitting against the coast.

Love.

He never thought he will love someone as much as he learned to love her. A fearless girl with red hair, red as a fire burning inside her. A girl who was the first person to notice him, truly notice him. Not as a Crown Shield, not as a bastard. But him. Real Kayden who was always there, under all those layers. And a girl who started to love him unconditionally, just when he thought nothing good will ever happen in his life anymore.

Despair.

The sight of her, laying in his arms, her hands shaking, her chest rising and falling with her rapid and uneven breaths, her eyes moving across the room restlessly and her face, marked with effort, with pain, when with every second she was losing more and more blood.

Fear.

Fear that there was nothing to be done. Fear that he failed, that when he just told her that he will always protect her, always will be by her side, always there to save her - he failed. And he failed when she needed him the most. It wasn't about securing the crown anymore, it wasn't about protecting her from hatred and plots. It was about her life. And although he already saved her few more times before – now the time has come when he failed.

All those emotions, boiling in his veins when he could still hear Renza's laugh in his ears, he could still see her face, full of content and pride. And he knew.

He knew he had enough.

He couldn't say what was happening but at one point he was kneeling by Rose's side, a sad, defeated, broken man, with a dagger, pressed to his neck. And in the next second, he was blinded by rage, by love, by fear, by despair, all of them at once, his body trembling when this strange warmth he was feeling started to get even warmer, almost hot inside his chest. Lead by some unknown power he raised his head, his eyes dark, almost black when he laid his eyes upon Renza's figure, staying a few steps away from him. And as soon as she saw his gaze, the laughter died on her lips, corners of her mouth dropped down and in her eyes, Kayden finally saw something that he always craved to see.

Fear.

Like an animal trapped in a cage with no escape route.

And she knew.

"What..." She started to ask but never got a chance to finish her thought.

Because his power exploded.

He was never taught how to use his magic, never informed what to do to control it, or how to make it work. All of this, he had to learn by himself, spending long hours and learning how to trust his own body, trying and failing, over and over again until finally, his body started to listen, his mind became his ally and what at first had seemed like a dream finally became a reality. But the excitement he felt, when for the first time he had fully built an invisible barrier, quickly disappear when he understood the position he was in. He was a bastard, a nobody, and to all of this, he was also a sorcerer, a person everybody else hated and considered a villain. For years he had learned to hide his talent, to cover his true powers, revealing them only in the cases of the greatest danger. And even then he knew that the risk of being exposed was a thin line he could never cross. A thin, invisible line leading straight to his doom. But after years has passed, he learned how to adapt, how to be that pathetic bastard everyone expected him to be.

Until he met her.

Rose awoke something inside him, those new feelings, new emotions, which in some strange way weakened him, at the same time strengthening. His heart might have been weaker, his body tempted by her closeness whenever she was close, but he had never felt more powerful, more capable than in those moments when he was having her by his side.

And now he was losing her.

His anchor, his heart, his love.

And he couldn't stand it anymore.

He couldn't even say what exactly was happening, but at this moment a wave of pure power surged through his body and left it in a wave of energy hitting everything around him in the room. He could feel every muscle and bone in his body on fire, every cell, every tissue feeling like being torn apart by this ancient force now consuming his whole body. He could barely see, his eyes darkened, wave of light spreading across the room making him see nothing but whiteness, almost blinding him and yet, all he could do was to keep his eyes open.

He could hear screams, assassin's, Renza's, when they could only stand in place, in pain, consumed by his power, by his magic, being torn apart into tiniest pieces. And he could hear his own scream, joining theirs, when in this one simplest action, the oldest human indication of being alive, he let go of all of it. All this anger, all his pain, all his suffering, leaving him, cleansing him.

He couldn't say if it took seconds, minutes or hours, for him time has stopped, yet his body felt every passing moment of it as a new wave of pain. And just when he thought he won't be able to take any more of it, when he felt like on the edge of collapsing, when he could barely stand a single second more of it, it all stopped.

With a gasp he took a deep breath, blinking rapidly when his eyes started to get used to the dark room once again. It was almost like waking up from a dream, a nightmare when he was slowly recognizing his surroundings once again. He could see two bodies laying on the floor, bend in half, curled up as if they both tried to protect themselves from the power that hit them. But it was all in vain. It got them anyway. Kayden looked back from them and his eyes found Rose's pale face, her body still in his embrace, still breathing rapidly, the only person untouched by his power in the whole room.

"Kayden, what..." She tried to ask, her eyes widened, asking him silent questions, but he just shook his head.

"Shhh...'' He pulled her even closer to his body, in a protective gesture, yet still careful to not cause her even more pain. ''It was nothing... They're gone. We're okay. We're okay..." He repeated the last sentence almost like a prayer, almost like he believed that saying that out loud will stop her from leaving him. "We're okay..." His voice was barely a whisper when he touched her cheek and gently brushed her skin with his thumb, a caress full of love and tenderness, when he could just look at her face, helplessly watching her slipping away from him.

For a moment they stayed like this, him, gently rocking her in his embrace and her, shivering in his grip, yet trying to savor every single second of it, of his closeness, of his smell, his warmth... She swallowed hard, rapidly blinking away her tears that started to gather under her eyelids at the thought that it was last time he was holding her like that. That she will never feel his touch again.

"Kayden...'' She whispered. ''I need you... I need you to promise me something."

"Rose..."

"Promise me... Promise me you will take care... Of Annalisa..." It was clear that every word she said was causing her great pain, her every breath a struggle but she continued anyway, knowing that if she won't speak now, she will never get another chance.

"Rose..."

"They may... consider you a traitor... they may... hate you but... take care... of my family... For me..."

"You will take care of them, Rose. You will be there for them." He whispered, his voice cracking a little when even against himself he lied to her. After lying to her about having powers, he promised himself that he will never lie to her again, no matter what. And yet, he lied. He lied because he knew she won't be there.

''Kayden, please...''

''I...'' Words got stuck in his throat when their eyes met and he swallowed hard, nodding. ''Of course, I will take care of them...''

Rose smiled weakly, her gaze strangely serene when she kept on looking into his eyes, the only anchor she had, keeping her sane and making her forget about the pain, even if for just a moment. She reached out to him, her trembling hand placing on his cheek when with a tenderness she moved her gaze across his face, her thumb gently caressing his skin.

"You were the best thing that happened to me, Kayden Vescovi." She said, smiling. "And I love you. More than I ever loved anyone."

"And I love you, Rose." His voice was somewhere at the edge of whisper and sob when he desperately covered her palm with his, squeezing hard, almost like it could make her stay with him. "I... I won't be able to make it without you..."

"You will. You have... Teapot... And Sunshine... And Frisk... They're... They will take care of you. Your... Family..." Her voice was even weaker than before, barely a whisper and a chocking sound escaping her throat.

"But I don't want them. I want you..."

"You will... Have... Always..."

"Rose... Rose, please..."

One more look, another soft gaze when she swept her eyes over his face, another smile raising her lips when she shot him one last look, a face of a loved one giving her the peace she needed so much. Her mouth moved in an inaudible whisper, her lips repeating words of love, again and again, her eyelids fluttering like delicate wings of a most exotic bird when her gaze started to wander, unable to focus on one spot.

''Rose... My love...'' Kayden pressed a kiss to the top of her hand, squeezing it as tight as he could, his gaze desperately looking at her, almost like waiting for a miracle, the one that was never meant to come. ''Rose...'' He repeated once again.

Her palm squeezed his, one more time, one last effort he could find strength for.

And then her eyes closed.

And just like that...

She was gone.

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