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Obedient!Sub!Taeyong ✧ Bratty!Sub!Jungwoo ✧ Pervert!Sub!Mark ✧ Dom!F!Reader

WC—5.1 ✧ k

WARNING—three/foursome ✧ ambw ✧ semi-public sex (office) ✧ brief mxm ✧ voyeurism (m) ✧ pegging ✧ masturbation (m) ✧ slapping (face) ✧ light bondage ✧ light bdsm ✧ brief spanking ✧ light name-calling ✧ jealousy ✧ praise ✧ degradation ✧ mistress & mommy kink ✧ baby boy kink

THEMES—smut ✧ manager au

NOW PLAYING—Bad Boy ✧ Red Velvet

[A/N.] 누나 (nuna) = older sister, 형 (hyeong) = older brother

Old Nct dream version (Jeno, Jaemin, Renjun)

M.LISTS—nct 127 ✧ nct dream ✧ nct u ✧ superm ✧ latest updates ✧ read on wp

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Loud clangs of high heels echoed behind the door to the meeting room, breaking up the wild discussion the 127 boys just had on whether there's one butt or two. NCT 127 had gotten a new manager a few months back and the members had different reactions and had adapted differently to her but by now all of them had developed good work relationships with her with some of them having gotten closer to her. They had gotten close and comfortable enough to call her 누나 (after she told them she was ok with that) instead of using distancing terms they would use religiously with the previous shitty managers.

Taeyong felt very comfortable around her and how she led him and the team. Jungwoo found himself liking how she told him to be quiet when he started talking off track during meetings and times when she would speak sharply and order him around. Haechan absolutely loved her since she would take care of him and check in on his health from the very beginning of the job. Mark would always try his best to make her laugh (when appropriate) but, even after laughing for many months together, at the end of the day he was still awkward with her because that's just how he is.

____ had already made it clear that she puts her trust in everyone but she especially trusted Mark since he's been doing such a good job in like 50 groups and, as a result of her trust (expectation) in him, Mark felt pressured to never do anything wrong since he cared about her opinion weirdly much. But overall, the 127 guys were happy with the change — not just because they generally loved attention from not men — but because she gave different ideas and led them in a way that they felt comfortable and safe with her.

They turned their heads towards the sound and saw the door opening, "Good day, 누나," the nine men greeted her in harmony.

"It has been brought to my attention that a few of you boys have been acting rather inappropriately," ___ was quick to shut down whatever bullshit any of the boys had to say (she was irritated because of whatever had happened). Most of them were curious who she was talking about although most of them had a clue who. Others were a little intimidated by her dark tone although they knew they had done nothing wrong and that they weren't the ones that were going to get scolded at. Taeyong gulped and stared; he liked it when she was mad at them, scolded them — all of that. Haechan was just sitting comfortably, knowing he hadn't misbehaved or done a single mistake for a whole week (surprisingly). Mark had showed up to every practice on time, had killed when recording vocals with NCT 127 right after his one day and four hour break from his NCT DREAM comeback. Like always, he hadn't disappointed her. Jungwoo smirked, knowing what was going on and what was going to happen.

Everyone of them made mistakes sometimes, whether it was showing up late to practice for a whole week or being so late to an interview they had to get their makeup done in the car. Haechan and Jungwoo often misbehaved and knew the consequences of it. Actually, knowing what awaited them after behaving bad was why they did it in the first place. The biggest brats were 100% Haechan and Jungwoo. Sometimes Taeyong did small mistakes on purpose just for ____ to scold him. But he was mostly obedient and only chose to defy her when he was desperate for her attention (the attention that she always prioritized for the others). For the past month those three boys had gotten a taste of the consequences once a week. Every. Damn. Week. Except for one week when Haechan was feeling extra bad and got to taste it. Every. Damn. Day. Lucky him.

"Taeyong, you're the leader and you're supposed to set a good example for your members, right?" she stared at him sternly, giving him the chills.

"Yes, 누나," he answered looking innocent with his big eyes when he in reality was so excited.

"Yet you get dragged into troubles with Jungwoo instead of helping him correct himself," she spat.

"Yes, 누나."

"My office after this."

There it was. That sentence. The sentence he wanted to hear. She turned her attention away from Taeyong to Jungwoo, "You too, don't think I'm only gonna scold Taeyong because he's the leader. I didn't forget that you were involved too."

"Okay, 누나," Jungwoo smiled, excited for what was about to happen. Mark looked at Jungwoo a bit shocked. Why is he smiling? He like this? Why? Why does he and Taeyong like it when 누나 scolds them?

The members didn't know what they'd done but they assumed maybe dispatch had found them smoking or something.

"Haechan?" she said as she hadn't forgotten about him either.

"Yes, 누나," he answered with a cute tone and sent her an innocent smile, contrary to the thoughts clouding his head.

"Good job! You actually didn't act bad for once," she praised him with a tint of degradation — just how he liked it.

He kept eye contact with her and put his chin on his hands as an attempt to keep the innocent boy act, "Thank you, 누나."

Considering his nickname sometimes was Little Devil, he was very mischievous and not-so-much innocent. The fact that he didn't have anything to do with the misbehaving this time was mind-blowing to both her and the rest. But the fact that he had another plan in mind wouldn't be shocking to ____. But she would find out later.

"You guys — except for Taeyong and Jungwoo — can go to back to the dorms, I'm sorry you guys had to waste time here. Let this be a reminder that what one member does can affect the whole group. Anyway, have a nice day and see you tomorrow at six!" she waved them away.

Everyone except for the three left.

"Care to explain yourselves?" she asked the boys that were sat in front of her and crossed her arms.

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Mark was on his way to hide from SuperM or Dream or U schedules when he felt an arm around his waist. He turned his head to find a smiley Haechan. "How are you, 형?"

"Um, I'm good, but bored now because I was gonna watch Netflix with Jungwoo," he answered, oblivious to the younger's intentions with this not coincidental rendezvous.

"What if you don't need to be without him?"

The older's brows scrunched up in confusion, "Huh? What are you saying?"

"Have you ever wondered what happens in the office when Taeyong 형 or Jungwoo 형 or I have misbehaved?"

Now that Haechan mentioned it, Mark had never actually thought of that. He was too busy being an overworked angel that he hadn't even thought of why he was one. What could be so bad with misbehaving if they kept doing it?

"Here," the Little Devil said and extended out his hand, revealing a silver key.

"What's this?" the Little Angel questioned, eyeing the metallic object in front of him.

"It's the key to her office."

"And why do you have that?" Mark's mouth turned into an O, thinking the younger had taken it from her.

"She gave me this key since I visit her office so often," he beamed, threw it in the air and caught it as if the key were a symbol for luck. "She doesn't wanna bother bringing you guys into a small meetings every time I do something bad. So thoughtful."

Mark was shocked, "Do the other guys have keys too?"

The younger dramatically gasped and lightly hit the loser's shoulder, "No I only I have one," he whined.

He shook his head, "Here. Go and hide in the office and you'll see what goes on when 누나 takes us there."

The older stood still in a trance, not sure of what to do so the younger physically grabbed his hand and put the key in it.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I'm the only one who owns one of these and I don't like sharing!" Haechan said sassily and skipped away like a five-year-old.

Mark looked down at his palm. The key was shining. It was calling for him...and he chose to listen to its calls and follow the melody all the way to his favorite manager's office.

He started walking rapidly towards the place he'd only visited for normal reasons before. He couldn't believe he was actually doing this shit. But that didn't stop him from taking big steps towards the desired destination his curiosity had taken him to.

After dodging the attention of fellow members and trying not to stutter when greeting superior girl group members, he finally was standing in front of the shining wooden door, breath hitching. Fuck. Should I really do this?

"But 누나~" Taeyong's cute whining was heard from circa 30 meters away.

They were on their way to the office — and they were already so close! If Mark stayed in front of the door, he'd have to explain why he was there in the first place and if ____ caught a glimpse of the key in his hand she'd know what his true intentions were and never trust him the same way.

Therefore, he deemed the most logical solution to be to shove the key into the keyhole, turn it around, get in the office and hide fast. He closed the door and locked it after as he didn't want to leave a trace of his unplanned visit. He looked around the room and tried to find a decent hiding spot. There were no huge furnitures to hide behind like a true pervert so his only option was the most stupid and typical thing ever. Hide under a desk. It was like a ticket to hell.

"When am I gonna get my key, 누나?" Jungwoo whined loud enough to be heard from the other side of the closed door.

The sound of something hard being put into the hole alerted Mark that he didn't have much time left, having to choose between being caught and no longer being a Little Angel or decreasing the possibility of being caught and get info on why his best friends love being so bad.

He knew he had no other choice than to slide under the table and pray she wouldn't catch onto his not-so-angel-like act. They wouldn't be able to see him under there because of the wood covering the front. Hopefully ____ didn't choose to sit on the chair in front of it where she would see him, which is exactly where she normally would sit when Mark went to her office for a meeting...

"Yeah, 누나~ Haechan keeps bragging about his key~ It's unfair." Taeyong complained, whining like before but louder.

Click! And so, the door was unlocked. Mark felt his heart beating with each step he heard on the other side of the room. ____'s only response to the boys' complaints was one word: "Sit."

At that, Little Angel's heart dropped. Holy shi— But God decided to have mercy and save Mark from embarrassment for another time so instead of walking to the chair that was right by Mark, ____ walked to a big leather sofa that was in a corner on the other side of the room.

"Good boy, Taeyong," ____ said.

"Thank you, Mommy."

Mark's eyes grew bigger at that. Wait wha—

"Bitch, sit down," ____ said to Jungwoo.

Oh wow—

"Yes, Mommy," the boy did as he was told, taking a seat on the right side of her.

Mark blushed. How could they call her that word so normally, as if it were 누나 and not a kinky title? the innocent boy hiding under the table wondered. He was expecting her to scold them both for talking inappropriately with her. But instead, he heard a sentence that made his pants a bit tighter.

"Why have you boys been acting so naughty?"

Mark heard Taeyong apologize and say "I'm sorry, Mommy."

____ turned her gaze to the one she knew had started it all.

"Why did you touch yourself without Mommy's permission?"

Oh wow they are into some freaky shit, Mark thought, his breathing quickening.

"I wanted Mommy to touch me, but Mommy was busy," Jungwoo pouted.

"Then why did you make Taeyong touch you too?"

"Taeyongie wanted my cock."

Clap! Mark heard the sound of a high five.

____ had slapped Jungwoo (kinda lightly) across the face, "Use your manners."

"I'm sorry, Mommy," he looked her in the eyes.

"It's Mistress when you're being a brat," she corrected him.

Mark gulped.

"I'm sorry, Mistress," Jungwoo was turned on by the authority in her voice (he was such an easy slut).

Now Mark understood why Haechan acted bratty all the time. He just wanted her attention. The Little Angel didn't want to admit it, but he thought it was sexy. For the first time ever, he got the urge to do something bad so he could get in trouble with 누나 too. Or more like M-Mo... But he wasn't bold enough and he didn't know if he wanted to risk losing his reputation of being perfect either.

"Now can you explain why you two did this in the practice room? You could've gotten caught."

Jungwoo still kept strong eye contact, wanting to look like a brat, while Taeyong was looking at the floor ashamed.

"Imagine if Mark came in and saw you sucking Jungwoo's dick, Taeyongie."

Mark's ears perked up at hearing his name. Did he really come across as so innocent that he's used as the example of the worst possible person to witness a blowjob in a practice room? Damn. Wait omg does she think he's a vir—

"Or maybe you wanted something like that to happen," she continued.

Maybe the boys had a tingling feeling about seeing Mark non-pure for once. And he was always so obedient already surely he would be up for submitting to his partner right.

"He's too much of an angel to be here, Mommy," Taeyong said.

"Yeah, he is indeed a good boy."

His face faltered a little at her agreeing a little too enthusiastically, "But I'm a better boy though, right, Mommy?"

"Do good boys suck cock in practice rooms?"

"N-No, Mommy."

He felt the need to make himself look better for her.

"But Jungwoo is the bad boy!" he tried to defend himself.

"Yeah! I'm the bad boy who deserves a key!" Jungwoo agreed.

"So that's why you did it? To prove a point?" she started caressing his cheek gently this time.

"Mmm, yes, Mistress," he lowered his gaze, blushing at her tender touch.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you."

He did as said and looked her in the eyes. She slapped him. Not too hard, but hard enough to leave a slight sting. He moaned. Pain to him was like cats to a single lady.

"You wanted to be a bad boy for a key? Let's see if you're worthy of it."

He gulped. This was his chance. She turned her attention to Taeyong, who was getting impatient looking at them.

"And you, baby, did it because you wanted my attention or a key?"

"I wanted your attention, Mommy. But a key would be nice too," he answered honestly and pouted.

"You're getting spanked—"

A smile tugged at his lips at the victory.

"—by yourself."

The smile disappeared and was replaced with a frown. He held her hand.

"But, M-Mommy, aren't you supposed to do it?" he asked, not wanting to question her, but at the same time wanting to question his ridiculous punishment.

"Do you want to get punished or not?"

"Yes, I do, Mommy," he brought her hand to his lips and kissed it. Oh how he wished he was getting spanked by her instead.

She ignored his sweet gesture and turned her attention back to the boy on her right, "Take off your pants, Jungwoo."

No matter how many times _____ had seen him naked, Jungwoo always had a few seconds of nerves before she'd see him again. Said boy's cheeks reddened slightly, and his hands shakily went down to unbuckle his belt. Mark did the same. He blushed and unbuckled his pants quietly until his hand could fit in them. It wasn't his fault that he was feeling turned on and like a 'bad boy'. What day was it today? Saturday? OK he can't skip going to church tomorrow after this.

_____ started stroking Taeyong's thigh with one hand to give him some affection before she'd give all of it to Jungwoo. "Remember our safe word?"

"Yes," they answered as they were undressing.

"What is it?"

"Red."

"Correct. Good job, both of you."

She looked at Taeyong, "Get naked you too, baby."

Said boy quickly took off his over-sized shirt and threw his bucket hat across the room, making Mark flinch as it landed two meters away from him. Jungwoo had decided to wear tight jeans today and he was now regretting it. The jeans perfectly showed off his curves, but it was the wrong idea to wear them on a day like this when he wanted them off as fast as possible. While Jungwoo awkwardly struggled, Taeyong decided to take off his baggy pants together with his underwear in a split second, kicking them to the side so nobody could trip on them.

In an instant Taeyong was on her lap, butt naked. "Mommy, can you please, please, please spank me?" he pleaded prettily and folded his arms behind her neck.

The two were only a few centimeters away from touching noses. Her hands made their way to his soft butt. He hummed in content. "Please, Mommy," he looked her in the eyes.

She kneaded his ass slowly before slapping it loudly enough to send a wave of arousal to everybody in the room, including Mark. A short moan escaped his mouth at the harsh touch he fancied so much. Jungwoo was frustrated, he knew he was going to go to her office, yet he still decided to wear the damned jeans. He was supposed to be the centre of attention, not Taeyong.

Mark had started touching himself. He felt bad that it felt so good and didn't want to stop. He wondered if he wanted them to hear him misbehaving or if he wanted to remain as ____'s Little Angel but ultimately decided to go for the predictable route and just be quiet and never to be discovered as a pervert.

"Mommy, I want you so—" Taeyong whispered in her ear.

"Mistress, I'm ready for you," Jungwoo interrupted the attention thief as his annoying jeans were finally on the floor.

"Mommy~" the boy on her lap whined cutely.

"Get off, Babyboy," she ordered.

"But Mommy—"

"Now."

"Okay, Mommy," he groaned and, jealous, turned his head to Jungwoo.

Taeyong whined. The leather was cold against his ass, and he just wanted to sit or lay on Mommy's warm, soft lap and get spanked, was that too much to ask for?

Although Jungwoo had proved that he was a really bad boy already, he felt the need to try harder. "We don't need a condom," he said boldly.

"You're right, we don't need a condom. Ass up," ____ said.

Jungwoo's eyes got big, clearly not expecting that response. Without saying anything ____ got up and pulled off her clothes in front of him. She was wearing a strap-on (how the fuck it wasn't visible before was a mystery). He had never seen one in real life, so he didn't expect it to be that big.

"Ass up, Baby, or do I need to say it a third time?"

With a gulp he turned onto his covered abs and obeyed her.

"Go to the desk, Babyboy. I want to see you," she ordered Taeyong as her fingers teased Jungwoo's hole after she spat on it.

Taeyong obeyed, feeling sexy because she wanted to look him. Mark, on the other hand, was fucking panicking. He still hadn't cummed and he was afraid he would get caught. The desk was covered with a wall of wood on one side, so he wasn't afraid of being caught that way, instead he was afraid he'd get caught because of the sound of his wet dick.

Taeyong leaned against the desk and showed his hole off to Mommy. With an arched back he clenched and unclenched air for her. He wanted her to see how good he looked. He was smirking, knowing she was looking at him.

With confidence he spanked himself.

It didn't feel as good as when she did it, regardless he moaned. He wanted her to hear how sexy his moans were. The past times he had gotten spanked she had done it till he was tired and never given him a number of spanks he deserved, so he assumed that the same rule applied now when he was the one spanking himself. He kept on spanking himself and moaned after every one of them.

Taeyong hugged the armrest needily, wanting _____'s attention back.

"Mommy—"

"That's Mistress for you, brat," she quickly corrected him.

"Aren't you gonna punish me, Mistress?" he looked back at her.

She turned his head away from her and positioned herself behind him. He felt relieved that she was finally focusing on him and him only. Excitement filled his veins and his cock. It was so hard, wanting to be touched by her all week. He had even woken up hard this morning because of a dream he'd had about her. She positioned the tip of the strap by his entrance.

"Are you ready, Baby?" she asked him to make sure he was comfortable.

"Yes, Mistress. Just fuck me."

She didn't need to hear him say anything else to thrust into him. He whine long and loudly. His hole wasn't prepared for the big stretch but he wanted it rough; he wanted to be treated like the bad boy he had tried to be this week, and he wanted to be worthy of a key so she could fuck him every day like Haechan got the pleasure of. (a/n. we know that lube and prep is crucial but this is tumblr universe✌️)

Hearing how sensitive Jungwoo was made Mark go faster on his private part. ____ stayed inside to make him more accustomed to the strap since it was kind of big for a beginner, and she wasn't completely sadistic.

"Fuck me, Mistress," he whined into the armrest of the couch.

She went in deeper, and Jungwoo couldn't help but omit light moans he would be embarrassed to let out in front of Taeyong if he weren't so desperate for this punishment.

"Mommy!" Taeyong moaned out to try to get _____'s attention back. It worked. She looked at Taeyong, admiring his figure pretty butt and tattoos that decorated his skin.

"Mistress, fuck me h-harder," Jungwoo didn't want a second of her attention to be away from him. Fuck Taeyong. (Not literally tho) Her attention was back at the boy in front of her.

"Tell me when I get too rough, Baby."

And that was the only sentence she said before ramming his hole. Her thrusts were so powerful and left him open-mouthed. His eyes were closed, and his back was arched at the pleasure he'd never felt before. He really didn't want to moan and sound like a slut like Taeyong. But the new feeling inside was making it hard for him. She didn't go easy on him. His first time being pegged was going to be memorable and she was going to make sure of it.

"Oh God, Mistress," he whimpered, holding back a slutty moan that nearly escaped.

The sounds of skin-slapping and lewdness made Mark determined to hold back his orgasm until any of the others were going to so he could cum with them. Refraining from orgasming was what he thought would be the closest he'd ever get to being punished by ___. Oh shit he was not innocent at all.

Taeyong was shamefully moaning as he slapped his ass cheeks. His high-pitched moans were littering the air, but it was like music to Mommy, so he kept on moaning.

"Mistress," Jungwoo kept whimpering out over and over again.

"Don't be shy, Baby. I want to hear you," she encouraged him to let go and be free, aware that he was holding back.

"M-Mistress— Mmmhm." It was hard holding back everything when she was fucking into him mercilessly, so he let go and moaned loudly. That motivated her to go harder and to find his most sensitive part. She gripped his hips to the point where they would leave bruises. And he was more than happy about that. Taeyong wished he could be bruised by Mommy too.

"Mistress! Oh my—" he cried out.

She adjusted the strap in a different angle and felt him tense up. She had found the bundle of nerves she was searching for. His moans couldn't be held back. The loud moans made it harder for Mark to not cum. Who knew his Netflix binging partner had such pretty moans

_____ rammed Jungwoo in the same angle as fast as she could to make him scream her name. He arched his back deliciously, mouth agape. How could he not when he was being fucked so damn good? The way he moaned 'Mistress' sounded like a vulgar whine from cheap porn CDs that were popular in the '80s. Her name became a chant and pushed both of them closer to their brink. His hair was sticking to his forehead as beads of sweat were covering the rest of his body. She pushed his hair out of his face and kissed his neck soothingly.

"Do you want to cum, Baby?" she asked gently in his ear.

"Yes, please, Mommy," he whimpered back as an answer.

Mistress was her title when any one of her boys was being a brat, but right now it didn't matter; he was so fucked out he didn't even notice he started calling her Mommy instead of Mistress.

"Cum for me, Baby."

Jungwoo came with a lewd moan and made a mess on the now-warm couch and Mark came into his hand and bit his lower lip to prevent any dirty sound from exposing his presence. He was so happy to cum when he heard Mommy's permission although it was meant for Jungwoo and not him.

"Thank you, Mommy," Jungwoo breathed out and plopped on the armrest, exhausted. She placed many kisses on the side of his face, keeping the strap inside him for a little more. He whimpered as ______ emptied Jungwoo's ass, but quickly went back to resting after she massaged his cheeks for a little more.

"Mommy!"

______ looked back at the desk and saw how Taeyong was still spanking himself, almost crying. Babyboy's cheeks were red and hot because of it.

"You're such a good boy; so obedient. You can stop now, Baby," she praised him as she made her way to him.

"Only for you, Mommy," he said and turned around, placing his red butt on the edge as he leaned back with his hands.

"You deserve a reward, Babyboy."

"I want Mommy to tie me, please," he smiled.

"What a good boy wants he can get," she went back to the couch to get Jungwoo's belt.

Taeyong's eyes brightened up at the sight of it. He brought his hands out for her to tie. "Such a good boy, Taeyong," she praised him.

She tied his wrists together tightly with the belt. She knew how much he liked them tight since he once complained that she probably could fit in one finger between the tie and his wrist so she tied his hands tightly.

Normally Taeyong is not jealous at all as he's mature and very secure in his skin but since he was used to being such a good boy — or a bad boy who takes punishments well — he never thought any of the other guys were competition. But he noticed the way she talked about Mark was in such a different way and that made him a bit needier for her attention and praise than usual... which is why he said, "Better than Mark, right, Mommy?"

As Mark was calming down after his orgasm his focus was solely on what she'd say. He wanted, more than anything in that moment, to know if he really was her best boy. ______ giggled instead of answering Taeyong's question, making his smile falter a little at her non-answer while Mark's smile grew. In a few seconds, however, Taeyong's smile was back as he knew exactly how to prove he was a gooder boy than Mark.

"Mommy, since I sucked Jungwoo, can I get sucked off too?" he asked softly.

"Since you've been such a good boy, of course. Sit down, Babyboy."

That's when Taeyong dragged out the chair to the desk with his tied wrists, startling the Little Angel.

"I want to be sucked by Mark," he said as if Mark hadn't secretly been hiding under the desk all along.

Taeyong had known he was under there ever since the moment he moaned out 'Mommy' for the first time. How? He knew what Mark sounded like when he masturbated, he lived in the room next to his after all. ______ made her way around the desk and smirked, "Who do we have here?"

"I told you I'm Mommy's goodest boy," Taeyong said and leaned his head on her shoulder.

"누— 누나... I-I can explain—" he stuttered as he tried to think of a justification for his actions.

"How did you get in?"

He couldn't act like he was an angel anymore. "Uhm, Haechan gave me a key."

"Thank you for telling me. Tell him to come to my office after this."

Mark gulped and looked down at the ground.

"Can you suck me, please, Markie?"

Haechan indeed was a little devil and his plan worked. That was the quality a boy bad enough to be worthy of a key. Now Haechan would get the worst punishment.

Lucky him.

Come a little closer, bend over and make yourself shorter (ooh)

Don't pay attention to anything else

Focus on my voice )

—son seungwan & kim yerim; 2018

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weewoowaawo · 10 months

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Requests are open!!!

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ihaechans · 5 months

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“This dick is yours-“ Jeno chokes out, hands flying to your waist to grip it tightly. He was so close yet so far, lips parted, thighs shaking, forehead gleaming with sweat. He looked perfect. He was perfect, laying beneath you as you stroked his cock in your hand. “Fuck mommy, use me” he gasps out, hips stuttering up into your fist, “it’s all yours, fuck-“

He was getting close, you could tell. Jeno’s moans grew higher, nearly turning into whimpers as his back arched off the mattress, eyebrows creasing together to create the most erotic look you’d ever seen on his face. Sitting on his thighs, without a word you stroked him faster, listening to his choked moans and cries as he cums without warning, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

“Thank you… thank you for letting me cum mommy,” he pants, eyes closed and thighs shaking vigorously. He looked the prettiest like this, spent and messy.

“One more Jeno, I know you can take it.”

for @jenoslutie since I know she’s been craving sub jeno…

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ahtae · 4 months

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backstage entanglement (t.y)

warnings: sweaty sex, mirror sex, vaping, very very hot, pussy eating, slight getting caught kink (forgot what it's called)

this is nothing but a very messy drabble but imagine being backstage after a concert with Taeyong and he's sweaty and a tad stressed because he messed up so he's vaping and leaned back on the couch, head tipped to the sky. You want to help him so you straddle his legs and take his cock out of his pants. He quirks an eyebrow at you asking you what you're doing, claiming someone might see you two. You smirk, snaking your hands up his torso, stopping at each tattoo to run your hands over the ink. "Anything you need?" You quote. "Any fantasy," you smirk, beginning to take his length in your mouth. He groans, taking another puff of his vape before blowing it over you, the entire room smelling like watermelon. He eventually has you bent over vanity desk, pumping in and out of you furiously. Taeyong pulls your hair, forcing you to look at how much of a mess you are as he drills into you. The entire room is growing to a boiling temperature and even the mirror begins to fog up. Soon you are unable to see yourself in it. Your whole body is covered in sweat and you and Taeyong and sliding against each other as he shoves his tongue into your mouth, the heated makeout eventually landing on the couch. Taeyong pushes you back, wrapping your legs around his shoulders and lifting you towards his mouth while he devours your pussy — completely ravenous for you. You're not even laying on the couch anymore, your back is airborne as Taeyong wraps his hands around thighs, holding you up and forcing you to squeeze around his head so he can get the weightless feeling he needs.

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jiyeonnnn · 1 year

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Why am I so down and needy for hard thoughts on Jung Sungchan because he's getting so hot and buff like why does he have to manspread and show off those arms at the gym? Please do me the honor of satisfying my hard thoughts on him because ugh! HE'S SOOOO DAKS!

GYM ENCOUNTERS, JUNG SUNGCHAN x M!R

You've been friends with Sungchan for years, ever since he debuted as an idol. You've always been attracted to him, but you never acted on it, respecting his busy schedule and knowing that he probably had plenty of other people chasing after him. But this hot summer weekend, you can't resist the opportunity to visit him at his apartment.

When you arrive, you're wearing comfy shorts and a tank top that show off your toned legs and chest. Sungchan's eyes immediately lock onto you, and you can feel the intoxicating tension building between you.

He invites you in and shows you around his apartment, but you can tell that he's distracted - the way he stutters everytime you came close to him, the way he looks at you and the growing bulge in his sweatpants - it was all evident, and you're here for it.

You bend over to check out his gym equipment, and you immediately felt his primal gaze on you. You turn to look at him and see the desire in his eyes, and you know that you're not leaving this apartment without getting fucked by him.

He wastes no time, pulling you towards him and kissing you hard. "You know what you're doing to me, right?" he growls, running his hands over your ass as he slapped your exposure thighs. "Such a naughty boy, always teasing me like this"

He leads you to his gym, where he presses you up against the mirror and starts grinding against you. "You like that, baby?" he whispers in your ear, his breath hot and heavy. "You like feeling my hard cock against your ass?"

You moan in response, feeling yourself getting harder with every dirty word that comes out of his mouth. "Fuck, hyung," you whisper, and he grins wickedly.

"That's right, call me hyung," he says, pushing you down onto your knees. "Now open wide."

You eagerly obey, taking his cock into your mouth and feeling him thrusting into you. He's rough, and you can feel your throat getting sore, and you love it - you love feeling him using you like this, like you're nothing more than a sex toy for him to play with.

As he filled and fucked your mouth, he pulls you back up and bends you over a bench. "You're such a dirty little brat," he growls, as he slams into you from behind. "You've been begging for this, haven't you?"

You can only moan in response, feeling the pleasure building in your body as he fucks you harder and harder. It was a frenzied feeling to have his cock bulge your stomach at every thrust; the way he held you close as he thrusted deeper and deeper is something you want to feel forever. His gaze remained nailed onto your eyes, staring intensely at the mirror as he watched you get wrecked under his touch, teeth softly grazing against your earlobe while whispering the dirtiest phrases you've ever heard.

And when he finally cums, filling you up with his hot load, you feel like you're in heaven.

"Fuck, that was good," he says, collapsing onto the bench next to you. "We should do this more often."

You smile, knowing that this is just the beginning of your new relationship with Sungchan.

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yutanology · 1 year

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minty breathe blew your right ear as he moaned your name, so whiny, so needy. your fingers tangled with his dark locks, giving them a tug everytime he hits that perfect spot that makes your walls clench around his cock.

he only moans louder. his mouth left agape as his drool leaks at the sides of his swollen lips. the bed creaked at his every thrust. both your legs shaking and your toes curling. it didn't take too long before you had reached your climax but he still didn't stop fucking you when he had already came for the fifth time.

you let go of his hair and wrapped your arms around his neck instead as he found his way into you deeper. his pace didn't falter at all but his thrusts were getting sloppier. you knew he wouldn't last long either.

you creamed around his cock again before you pushed him off of you. he let out a pathetic whine when his hard cock was exposed on the cold air. your half lidded lustful eyes met his teary ones. it's almost as if he's begging you to let him fuck you once more. you sat on top of him.

you slapped his cheek with the back of your hand. it wasn't that hard but it was still enough to make him feel the slight sting on his skin. your fingers gripped on his lower jaw, "aren't you getting a little too selfish, pet?" the change in your tone only made his cock twitch.

your other hand gripped on his cock, your thumb circled on his tip a few times before he thrashed, begging you to let him cum. "p-please! ahhh!" you let go of his dick, refusing his orgasm. frustrated warm tears dampened his rosy cheeks. "you think you deserve to cum after what you did?"

he did nothing but sob, reaching out for you to touch him again. but you're not planning to give him what he wants just yet. "cry all you want. I'm not letting you cum until you've learned your lesson." your thumb teased his red tip once again, earning another loud cry from him.

"this is what naughty boys like you deserve."

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hykwrld · 2 years

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anon who talked about switch renjun here, since you wanted me to elaborate... imagine riding renjun and telling him how pretty he looks while leaving hickeys on that beautiful neck of his 😔

nonnie u came back 🥺🥺🥺🫶🏼

no the mental image of this is too much. i am not gods strongest soldier rn

imagine this in front of a mirror. his neck is so bare, so inviting that it feels like a crime not to attach your lips there, his hips bucking up at the feeling of you lightly biting down. his hands nearly grip your waist as you slowly bounce on his cock, whining and groans falling past his pretty lips. he’s so drunk on the way that your cunt feels around his cock, eyes rolling back when you clench around him.

“look at yourself, jun, see how pretty you look when i ride you like this? milk your cock for all its worth?” you coo and he’s so close to cumming right there, nearly whimpering at your words.

his eyes flutter open to look at the mirror and the sight has his head spinning. where your body doesn’t cover, he can see all of the marks you’ve left, the dark bruises that wouldn’t be disappearing anytime soon. he can also just barely see himself disappear into you as you move and he’s not sure how much more of this he can bear before he gives into his body’s need. his head falls back when you clench but you’re quick to tug on his hair, forcing himself to watch again.

“i said watch, renjun, want you to see how pretty you look when you cum”.

#nct dream smut #nct smut #huang renjun smut #renjun smut #forgive me father for i have sinned #nonnie u did this u started this #sub!jun brainrot #✰ — asks

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2amimagines · 1 year

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doyoung.

what a fucking tease posting that.

you want me to make you look up at me?

maybe i should push you down to your knees and pull your hair back just to see you look at me with desperation.

just begging me to fuck you hm?

i could always shove my fingers in your mouth.

watch you choke around them and get teary eyed while you start to drool all over my hand.

pathetic honestly.

hearing your whines get higher and higher and eventually feel you rutting against my leg.

oh doyoung, just ask nicely. <3

#dom!reader #kpop #sub!idol #sub!kpop #sub kpop #nct u #nct #nct 127 #doyoung #kim doyoung #sub!nct #sub!nct 127 #sub!doyoung

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jaehyunsbreadbasket · 2 years

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Mark Lee has a mommy kink. I will not be taking criticism at this time, or ever, because you simply cannot argue with the truth.

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sugar-petals · 2 years

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I wanna spit in taeyong's mouth omg

DANG

the fanfic ideas

...but no thoughts, just image

send more hard hours fantasies everyone 👀

#u did a superhero landing in my asks with this lmaoo #tyongfs are something else hhh #taeyong #sub!taeyong #nct #sub!nct

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ihaechans · 2 years

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Again & Again || L.DH

PAIRING ▸ Haechan x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ established relationship, smut, small pinch of fluff at the end

WARNINGS/CONTENT ▸ profanity, SUB HAECHAN!!!, big mommy kink (sorry not sorry), handjob, overstimulation/multiple orgasms, dumbification, slight hair pulling, degradation, unprotected sex (safe sex everyone!!!), riding, crying/dacryphilia, masturbation (m), Haechan being a pain slut 💀, slight finger sucking, rough sex, creampie (reader is on birth control it’s just not publicly stated)

SUMMARY ▸Haechan is needy. So needy that he can’t wait until you get home to play with himself, breaking the number one rule in your book. What was supposed to be a night of innocent quality time ends in Haechan getting milked dry, begging for you to make him come over & over again.

WORD COUNT▸ 2.5k

Haechan was a bit upset that you weren’t home right now. If you saw him touching himself, he knew he would be punished.

He sits at the edge of the bed, legs spread wide and cock pressing hard against his boxers. He sighs as he gently runs his hand over his growing erection, immediately aching for more at the action. Haechan bites his lip as his hand snakes under his shirt, slowly tracing up his body until he finds one of his nipples. He whimpers at the contact, his hips automatically shifting forward and his cock begging to be touched. His mind reminisces on the memory of you riding him into oblivion last week, the vivid images racing through his mind making his cock feel incredibly hard. Haechan hisses lowly when he palms his cock through his boxers, his eyes closing at the feeling. He practically goes insane when he finally makes bare contact with his dick, his head getting thrown back in ecstasy. The thoughts of you doing the dirtiest things to him was fueling his horniness. He wanted you to adorn his body in hickies, make him cry from being in so much pleasure, use him until he was broken.

The list could’ve went on forever.

A particularly loud moan rips from his throat when he teases the head of his cock, his dick fucking into his fist as his hips stutter. He needed you so badly; wanted you to completely and utterly ruin him. “Fuck,” he sighs, his hand starting to tug harsher at his length. It had been a week since he last had a chance to touch himself properly, his cock feeling extra sensitive tonight. “Oh my god,” he whimpers, now fucking himself faster into his hand. He wished it was your pretty little pussy clenching around him, imagining how good he would feel inside of you. He knew you were coming home soon, the thrill and anxiousness of being caught making his stomach twirl. The sooner you got there, the sooner he could be balls deep inside of you. Even if he didn’t always have control, he was always thankful to even have the opportunity to fuck you. Some nights, Haechan would take control, completely rearranging your guts and making you forget your own name. But there’s also those days when your boyfriend is completely stuck under your trance, willing to do anything to set you off knowing the rest of the night would be filled with cruel punishment.

Your boyfriends dirty little secret was that he loved when you punished him. He was never satisfied until you completely broke him, tears sliding down his face, sweat matting his hair to his forehead, incoherent words spewing from his lips, thighs shaking from overstimulation. Even after that he still always wanted more. Haechan was a dirty little pain slut and you had him at your complete mercy. He gets off to the thought of you bursting into the room and catching him in the act, his cock now begging for release. “Shit shit shit,” he mewls, palm still tugging hard against his dick. The sensation felt too good. His hips continuously bucked into his fist, his moans picking up in frequency as he nears his climax. With one last stroke and a loud whine, Haechan releases all over his abdomen, some stray ropes landing on his t-shirt. He pants heavily, his body buzzing from his orgasm. It doesn’t take long before he starts stroking himself again, the feeling of overstimulation only making him want more. The loud sounds of his whines and moans distract him from hearing the subtle creak of the bedroom door. You stand there and watch him while his eyes are shut in bliss. Only making your way towards him when you see his thighs starting to shake.

“Y/n,” he moans out, still unaware that you’ve now entered the room. “Yes baby?” You whisper, your boyfriend opening his eyes to stare straight into yours, lust being the only thing you could see in them. His face scrunches slightly as he nears his second orgasm of the night, the realization that you were actually there in front of him turning him on even more. With a tsk, you drop to your knees in between Haechan’s legs, your hands finding comfort on his thighs. “I see you’re touching yourself without permission,” you hum, your boyfriend trying his hardest to keep eye contact but failing, the pleasure of his impending orgasm forcing his eyes shut. “Please mommy…please let me cum. I’m so close- fuck,” from between his legs you had a front row seat at him playing with himself, and it was torturing Haechan that you weren’t the one touching him. “You break the rules but still ask for permission to cum?” You taunt, looking up at him with a devious smirk. “You better not.” He was dangerously close, the shakiness in his breath and the trembling of his thighs gave that much away. “I said no Haechan,” you warn. Your boyfriend only chuckling breathily in response.

He wanted you to punish him, touch him, do anything. Anything you gave him he was willing to take it, your hands sitting still on his thighs that happened to be right next to where he was jerking off was not enough for him. He needed to feel you, just not there. “I’m gonna cum mommy- god,” he continues to rut into his hand, your words of warning seeming to spur him on more than anything. He was doing this on purpose. His head feels fuzzy as he climaxes for the second time that night, hips stuttering as he moans repeatedly, his hips still thrusting into his fist. “Punish me,” he whines, “Play with me until I can’t take it anymore please please please,” it sounded like he was on the verge of tears. It was driving him crazy. Having you so close without giving him what he wanted. “That’s what you want?” He nods, eyes open just enough for you to stare into them again. “I’ll touch you,” you start, Haechan’s eyes lighting up in victory, “But I’m not not stopping until your crying and begging me to stop. Understand?” You state, your boyfriend humming enthusiastically at your words. This is what he wanted. What he needed. It wasn’t a punishment for him, more like a field day.

You get off your knees and sit on Haechan’s thighs, just far enough from his dick to have him whining for you to touch it. “You’re a needy little slut, you know that?” your fingertips rake up and down his stomach, his lip between his teeth as his eyes are glued to the movement. “Always so willing to take anything. Such a whore for mommy.” Your boyfriend whimpers at your words, his dick twitching with need. “I need you so bad mommy, ‘been waiting all day,” he moans, subtly bucking his hips up into nothing. He wasn’t completely hard again yet, but as moments passed by he was almost back to full hardness. You lean in to peck his lips, Haechan chasing the feeling as you pull away. He pouts cutely realizing you weren’t planning on giving him much more of a kiss than that. “Should’ve been good if you wanted a real kiss,” you tsk. He gasps when he feels you grip his sensitive dick, whimpering like a lost puppy when you slowly start to stroke him up and down. It hurts, but it hurts so good. Your boyfriend moaning like his life depended on it. “Yes yes yes, please don’t stop…please…” He knits his eyes shut as his words trail off, completely intoxicated by the feeling of your hand getting him off. He can feel tears beginning to gather in the corner of his eyes, the sensation of pleasure and pain beginning to become too much for him.

“You’re living for this aren’t you?” you don’t need him to answer, you already knew he was going to agree with whatever you said. It wasn’t like he was even listening anymore, his mind was completely numb, barely functioning properly as he felt his third orgasm of the night approaching. Haechan’s eyes roll to the back of his head when you spit on his dick, stroking it even faster. “Mommy…slow down…” he begs, one of his hands subconsciously grabbing your wrist and softly tugging it away from his cock. With a sound of disapproval, you slap his hand away, continuing to pump his dick with fervor. He wails when you finally slow down and squeeze the head of his cock. His sweet cries are silenced by two of your fingers being stuffed into his mouth. He barely sucks on them, too focused on reaching another climax. His thighs are quivering, his dick twitching in your grasp. “Pretty boy wants to cum?” He doesn’t answer, the feeling being too much for him. “I guess not,” you hum, beginning to remove your hand from his leaking cock. Forcefully removing your fingers from his mouth, he protests, “I want it so bad, I can’t…” “You can baby. Do it for me,” You lean in and press your lips against his unexpectedly, your boyfriend sobbing into your mouth as he reaches his peak, more sticky white ropes of cum landing in your hand and piling on his abdomen.

He’s crying now, his body shaking violently and dick still twitching from his orgasm in your hand. When you break the kiss, he immediately buries his face into your neck, wet tears being wiped onto your skin. “Thank you thank you thank you,” he repeats, completely unable to say anything else. His brain was dead, mind only focused on you and nothing else. He was barely able to speak, the fuzziness of his orgasm and your hand wrapped around him preventing him of saying anything else. Your free hand tangles in his hair, combing through it lightly as you press a soft kiss against his shoulder. “Can you take one more baby? I need you to help mommy out here,” you suggest. He would say yes, but the question was genuine. If he ever wanted you to stop he would say the safe word. “God yes, wanna feel you so bad,” there’s a whine in his words, the pent up feeling of wanting to be inside of you the whole night being the cause. “Been wanting it so fucking bad, please.” He always remembered to say please and thank you, what a good little whore.

You strip out of your clothing, only leaving your bra on for Haechan to suffer. You can practically see your boyfriends mouth watering, his dick twitching as he takes in your body. Honestly, he had no idea how much more he could take. His dick felt sore and every touch felt like a trail of fire against his skin. His eyes are glued on your tits as you sit back down on his thighs, “Can you ride me?” He rasps, the request sounding much more like begging than anything. Kissing his forehead, you give him a nod, you’re sweet demeanor quickly being replaced with a mean one. “I'm gonna fuck you until you can’t remember your own name,” He moans at that, the thought just turning him on even more. “Please mommy,” he was saying anything, simply just wishing you would sit on his dick already. Your hand grabs the base of his cock and lines it up with your soaked pussy. Rubbing his cockhead against your clit a few times, the two of you moan in unison at the action. Sneakily, Haechan thrusts his hips up, his dick slipping inside of your folds at last. “Haechan!” You mewl, the sudden intrusion stretching you out just right. He knows he’ll be scolded for it later, but he doesn’t care. He’s losing his mind at the feeling of your warm velvety walls wrapped against his length, releasing nothing but shaky breaths.

“Fuck yourself on me, wanna feel you.” He murmurs, egging you on with a small pat to the side of your hip. His body feels like it’s on fire when you lift yourself to slam yourself back down, a filthy moan leaving his lips. You repeat the action, his dick filling you up just right. It was perfect. He was perfect. The sound of skin against skin and the mix of your moans were the only sound throughout the house, but that’s just how Haechan preferred it to sound anyways. His thrusts match with your pace, his cock hitting that spot inside of you almost immediately. “Fuck you feel so good inside of me,” you whine. Haechan just nods, everything but the thought of forming a complete sentence running through his head right now. He was crying again, skin flushed and tear streaks forming against cheeks. He moans extra loud when you roll your hips, his cock feeling just right inside of you at the motion. “Yes mommy! Use me. Use me until I’m broken, please.” He wails, body jolting when his orgasm approaches him rather fast. “You like when I ride you?” You grip his hair hard, a shattered whine leaving his throat. “Gonna fucking use your pathetic little dick until I’m satisfied. You hear me?” You taunt.

He was long gone; eyes shut as tears slipped down, body going limp as you fucked yourself onto him over and over. “Poor baby’s gone dumb over mommy’s pussy, huh?” you lightly slap his cheek, trying to get him to say something, anything really. He doesn’t answer, he just sits there crying and moaning like a dumb little slut as you use him. He cums inside of you with a wail and without any warning, a hard slap being delivered to his thigh for cumming without permission. “Did you ask if you could fucking cum?” You grip his cheeks harshly, smiling at yourself as you look at the mess you’ve created. “I can’t- mommy I can’t,” he cries, weakly chanting the words as if it were the only ones in his vocabulary. You look down at him with a disappointing look, knowing he can take more. You’re close. So unbearably close you can feel your climax on the tip of your fingers, constantly clenching down onto Haechan’s sensitive length. “Fuck fuck fuck,” you moan, breath hitching as his dick hits your sweet spot repeatedly. Your boyfriend is sobbing like a child, his body shuddering hard against yours. You attack his neck with kisses as you climax, slowing down your movements just enough to help you ride it out. Without realizing, Haechan cums inside of you again while you clench around him, and he’s so silent you think he’s passed out when you pull yourself off of him.

“Thank you mommy,” the words fall from his lips like a mantra. His nose sniffling and his eyes pink from crying. He looked the cutest like this, completely destroyed and at your mercy. Slowly, he starts to slip out of sub space, his hand coming to rest at the back of your neck as he pulls you in for a sweet kiss. “I love you so much.” He whispers, gazing at you with the most love struck expression. “I love you too Haechan.”

A/N: Listen...I know this is abrupt and I’m sorry. Donghyuck just has me in a chokehold right now and I don’t think I’ll be escaping anytime soon. (I’m not complaining though...) I was randomly sitting down doing some work and thought about sub Haechan going completely brain dead after a good fuck, and boom: this shit was created. Hopefully you guys enjoy it 😭Once again tysm for the support and I love you all! Mwah

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jiyeonnnn · 2 years

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LUX RUBRUM: COLD PUNISHMENTS — O. SHOTARO

𓆩♡𓆪 IDOL: OSAKI SHOTARO

𓆩♡𓆪 WARNINGS: STEPBROTHER SHOTARO, BOTTOM MALE READER, ROUGH SHOTARO, ROUGH SEX, BONDAGE, TEMPERATURE PLAY, TOYS, FNGERNG, RMMING, DEGRADATION, DIRTY TALK, CREAMPIE

𓆩♡𓆪 SENT BY: anonymous

𓆩♡�� hello! for ur 1k event could i request a stepbro shotaro punishing sub!bttm!malereader? with temperature play pleek (and any other kink you want hehe) 🥹🥹 ty and i enjoy ur work very much 🧎

𓆩♡𓆪 AUTHOR'S NOTE: again, idk how nor what to feel about this (maybe bc taro is very ooc here TT). i hope yall like it. also, reblogs are highly appreciated <33

𓆩♡𓆪 LUX RUBRUM EVENT

You shivered at the feeling of the ice running across your skin. Small moans and whimpers coming out of your mouth as you tugged the restraints wrapped around your wrists together — above your head — upon feeling the cold sensation of a melting substance trailing the inside part of your thighs.

"H-hyung—" you tried to call your step brother out, but an outright smirk carved on Shotaro's face was the only response you received as he watched you shudder under his control. Wordlessly, he dragged the ice up on your cock. The pleasurable cold feeling running across your sensitive member caused you to elicit a loud whimper, leaving Shotaro to chuckle darkly at you.

"So fucking needy," Shotaro remarked before wrapping his lips around your leaking tip. Once again, a loud moan left your mouth, your wrists struggling to tuggle the restraints from the headboard as you felt the chilling sensation of the ice immediately get replaced by the warm mouth of your step brother.

As much as you desire to push Shotaro's head deeper out of neediness, the ribbons wrapped around your arms left you with no choice but to whine helplessly as you watch your step brother tease you to the edge. "S-stop teasing me, please, hyungie—" you protested only for Shotaro to slap your thighs without any remorse.

"You don't tell me what to do here, little whore. This is your punishment for failing your stupid exams, remember?" Shotaro replied, angry tone escaping his throat as he continues to torture you by his agonizing foreplay. You moaned at the aggressive actions, your dick twitching uncontrollably as you felt Shotaro suck you deeper while roaming the ice cube around your erected nipple.Shotaro went on to bob his head up and down, the wet and soft feeling of his mouth around your cock made you gasp and moan out of control, and it didn't help you to stay in composure that he put an ice cube inside his mouth as he sucked you off. He then proceeded to tease your taint and balls with a cold hand, his chilled fingertips going across your delicate and sensitive skin caused you to buck your hips up in response.

You were getting painfully close to your climax at every second passing, the ice cube inside Shotaro's mouth, rubbing through your shaft was causing you to thrust your hips up more at the bizarre yet ecstatic pleasure. However, much to your dismay, your step brother pulled out immediately the moment you were about to release your load, his hands moving swiftly to grip your cock tight. Another complaint was about to go out of your mouth when Shotaro lowered his head down to tongue-fuck you raunchily. The wet muscle of his mouth drew circles around your rim as it went in and out of your hole, leaving you to become a moaning mess once again. As he skillfully eats you out, the older boy suddenly plunges two fingers inside you, the action sending you to arch your back in pleasure, subconsciously making the fingers get pushed in further. At this point, you were not sure if you were still getting punished, the fervent feeling of your step brother's constant stimulation on you is making your head go haywire; making you feel like this is more of a reward than a punishment. Strangled and struggling moans escaped your lips as you tugged the ribbons due to the immense pleasure, your hole repeatedly clenching and unclenching around his tongue and fingers. Shotaro preened devilishly at you, his ego soaring up high as you continue to melt easily under his addicting touches. He pushed his fingers and tongue deeper, a devious grin curving his lips as he proudly took a pride on making you go dumb by just simply eating you out.

It didn't take long for Shotaro to speed the pace of his fingers up, your lips parting away as drool freely seeped out of its corners. You closed your eyes shut in complete euphoria, not caring if it was just his fingers or tongue making you feel like this, your fist clenching tightly as you arch your back more. You were completely getting used to your brother's salacious actions, when suddenly, you felt a cold, and hard phalange enter your hole — it was the chilled dildo that's been resting from the side for quite some time now. You jolted at the sudden penetration, tears threatening to fall from your eyes caused by the sudden stretch. Although painful, the sensation felt so good — great even, if you will — but you still couldn't help it but to cry your voice out. "H-HYUNG!" you screamed, your toes curling at the odd feeling.

Hearing your pained squeal, Shotaro immediately went up to kiss you passionately, leaving the cold dildo up your ass that caused you to squirm. He lapped your lips in a licentious manner, his hands snaking up to get another ice cube from the side before roaming it up around your body. You quivered at the cold substance being back to contact against your body, your cock twitching as you felt your older step brother move the ice to your nipple. Shotaro, then, started kissing your jawline, tracing down to your neck and shoulders, which he used as a canvas for him to mark you belligerently.

The simultaneous actions sent waves of elation throughout your body, the hot, yet cold feeling of the ice on your skin made your cock twitch for more. Shotaro moved down to your chest to wrap his lips around the nipple, from where the ice was; the sudden change of temperature causing you to gasp a breathy moan. "You taste so fucking good, baby boy~" he praised as he wandered off your body using his mouth and tongue — along with his ice cube. He went back up to your lips before pulling the cold dildo out of your hole, "You feel so good too, my boy~ mind that I'm not even fucking you yet. How much more if I started to ruin your cute little fuckhole now, hm?" He continued through a seductive whisper, resulting in you emitting a quivering whimper of anticipation.

Smirking, the older boy spat on his cock to lube it up — making sure that his whole dick was being covered by his saliva to avoid the risk of hurting you. Without any ado, Shotaro inserted his member inside of you quickly, his hands grabbing both of your legs quickly and resting them on his shoulders as he shoved in his cock deeper, hitting your prostate in an instant. A loud sound of mixed pain and pleasure began to be heard from you the moment your brother began to thrust into you.

"If you had just passed your exams, and hadn't been a stupid fucking bitch, I would've been pampering you right now," he snided a snark remark, reminding you of how bad things would be if you ever failed your finals — to which you unfortunately did. "But you really decided to fail your tests just to get this cock, hm? Such a dirty fuckslut you are." Shotaro continued to degrade you, but you couldn't care less of how harsh his words can get, all you want right now is him and his cock only — maybe he's right, maybe you're really just a stupid whore for his dick.

"H-HARDER!" you stuttered a yell of desperation, wanting things to go harder and rougher than it already is. A stinging slap was landed on your thighs as a response of Shotaro before pounding your ass more into nothingness, his cock reaching the deepest parts of your hole as he fucks you unforgivingly. "JUST LIKE THAT, HYUNG! FUCK! PLEASE KEEP GOING!"

Shotaro chuckled before angling himself to comfortably fuck you harder, bulges started to form on your stomach as he continues to assault your prostate even more. Leaning down, Shotaro, then, began to attack your neck with wild kisses, trailing up to your jawline and ear before grunting deeply while quickening his pace up.Tears started to threaten to fall from your eyes; delirious noises, alongside heavy pleases and cries began to come out of your mouth that made Shotaro get turned on more. By this point, he was just completely using you like a fucktoy — not that you really weren't treated by him like this before, and you don't want him to stop.

He placed his lips onto yours before inserting his tongue inside your mouth as he swirled it with yours. Everything was so heavenly right now, and you'd never want this to come to an end. You moaned loudly into the kiss as you felt your orgasm building up, your frenzious climax coming closer second by second, thrust by thrust. It didn't take long for you to finally lose it all as you spurted all of your load almost everywhere, your hole clenching very tight which led Shotaro to feel the similar build up too.

Grunting loudly, Shotaro brought himself to propel a last, deep push before filling your hole up with his cum. He fell weak above you, panting as he took an attempt to catch his breath.

Both of you stayed like this for a little while before Shotaro removed the ribbons off of your wrists, finally giving your arms a freedom, to which to immediately use to hug him, enjoying the pleasant warmth from his body.

"I'm sorry for failing my exams, hyung."

"Don't worry about that, baby boy. Guess I will have to tutor you again."

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byuntrash101 · 3 months

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3k celebration - are u a (p☆rn)bot?

no need to check the little certification box. you are a bot! i am a bot! this a simulation. and im celebrating 3k by writing more filthy fanfics inspired by twt p☆rnlinks ♡

🍆THIS POST IS ALSO THE MASTERLIST🍆

ALL SLOTS TAKEN (CLOSED)

RULES :

PICK ONE (1) IDOL (i write for ateez, stray kids, the boyz, nct +wayv)

PICK ONE (1) NUMBER aka spicy link (list below)

WAIT for me to run the matrix calculations and voila

EACH LINK WILL BE USED ONCE. check this post regularly to see what links are still vacant. i'll add the idol + link to the fic one by one

★★★ MINORS DNI | REQUESTS BY ASK ONLY ★★★

disclaimer: this is all for fun. please be kind. i reserve the right to choose the requests i go through with. that being said lets have fun ♡

divider by @cafekitsune

clit stim + mirror [RESERVED]

floor sex + spanking [RESERVED]

face slapping + fingers sucking [RESERVED]

oral (f) + sub!idol [RESERVED]

huge dick + size kink | bangchan - big bad wolf [PUBLISHED]

cnc + rough [RESERVED]

public + oral (m) [RESERVED]

mutual masturbation | yeosang - pretty in pink [PUBLISHED]

fingering + size training [RESERVED]

riding + rough + switch!idol and reader [RESERVED]

oral (f) + semi public (+optional sub!idol) [RESERVED]

daddy kink + panty fuck [RESERVED]

fingering + squirting + quiet [RESERVED]

thigh fucking [RESERVED]

edging + orgasm denial [RESERVED]

cosplay (maid outfit) [RESERVED]

mask kink + outdoor (+optional primal play) | yunho - behind the mask [PUBLISHED]

blowgang + bukkake | yunho, mingi, san, seonghwa - cheerleader [PUBLISHED]

face riding (oral f) [RESERVED]

riding + nipple play (optional sub!idol + mommy kink) [RESERVED]

gamer!bf + oral (m) [RESERVED]

fingering v&a (f) + squirting + kitty slaps [RESERVED]

deepthroating (oral m) [RESERVED]

daddy kink + rough [RESERVED]

gamer!bf + backshots [RESERVED]

handcuffs + backshots [RESERVED]

breath play + free use [RESERVED]

pet play + leash [IN PROGRESS]

brat taming + fingering (f) [RESERVED]

sex worker!reader + hotel room sex + rough [RESERVED]

creampie + overstimulation (m) + sub!idol [RESERVED]

double penetration v&a + toys [RESERVED]

sloppy oral (m) + spit kink [RESERVED]

huge dick + bulge kink [RESERVED]

boobjob [RESERVED]

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hykwrld · 1 year

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𝐍𝐂𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 + 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀

pairing: nct dream (mark + 00 line) x gn!reader (afab anatomy)

contains: consensual!!! somno, slight dirty talk? it’s like one sentence (jeno), dom/sub dynamics, subby renjun <3

a/n: it’s my birthday!!! so please take this as a small gift from me to you 🫶🏼 i don’t rly like this but i hope u guys enjoy and i’m so so so sorry that it took me like 2 months to write this :’) i promise that i’m working on the other requests and the markhyuck 3some and i hope to be able to write/post more consistently <3 ily guys mwah mwah

MARK LEE

mark’s a little hesitant about it at first when you bring it up. you’ve told him over and over again that you’re okay with it, that you trust him to know your limits, but he’s worried that he’ll accidentally lose control and go too far, especially since you won’t be conscious to stop him. you don’t push him, of course, wanting him to be just as comfortable as you are when trying something new. you add, though, that unless you explicitly say otherwise, he always has your permission to test it out. about a week after you initially discuss it, mark comes back to the apartment to find you fast asleep in bed. he gently peels back the blanket to get in beside you, seeing that your top has ridden up a little to reveal your abdomen, soft, slow breaths passing your lips as you occasionally murmur something incomprehensible.

he chews on his lip, taking in your sleeping form. you look so peaceful and innocent like this, lips parted a little and he feels his mind begin to wander. he thinks about pushing your top up a little further, the thin material of your shirt out of the way to show off your tits, your nipples perked up because of the sudden exposure; if you’d even wake up when he started playing with your pussy, how quickly he could get you to soak through your panties. before he can stop himself, his thoughts become a reality and his hand is shoving your top up, groping your chest while the other slips under the waistband of the shorts you had on, starting to rub through your folds. a little whimper passes your lips, thighs closing around his hand, making mark’s cock swell embarrassingly quickly. as he continues his ministrations, your moans only grow, a damp spot forming on your panties. your breathing grows heavy, cheeks warm and mark decides that he might just prefer this over your initial look. he feels perverted getting off on this, but his mind is running wild and he can’t stop, especially with the way you’re starting to squirm from the pleasure. maybe this isn’t so bad, after all.

HUANG RENJUN

renjun acts like he despises the idea, but secretly, he loves it. in some ways, it’s a romantic thing for him. there’s so much trust involved and he enjoys being able to make you feel good in any way, this included. he just hates (read as loves) how much control you can gain over him when you touch him in his sleep. there’s a fairly equal power dynamic between you, taking turns being in control when you’re in the right mood, but when he’s asleep, he becomes putty in your hands, pliant as he melts into every touch. that just so happens to be the very reason that you adore it. waking him up with your lips wrapped around his hardening cock or, even better, your warm walls clenching around him guarantees you the best reaction from him; whiny, little moans mixed with whimpers as his tired eyes flutter open and he tries to figure out what’s happening in his sleepy daze before giving in and letting you milk his cock. you’ve reassured him dozens of times that if he doesn’t like it or the dynamic that tends to arise, he can always tell you to stop, but with flushed cheeks and a downward gaze, he tells you that it’s okay, that he loves it.

that’s why you know he won’t complain when he wakes up to your hand slowly stroking him, his bottoms and boxers tugged down his thighs, precum dripping onto his stomach. his face looks calm and peaceful, long lashes fluttering occasionally, lips parted slightly. it isn’t long before he starts whimpering, soft, little sounds passing his pretty lips. his expression shifts a little, breathing starting to grow heavy as you continue to work him up. you settle between his legs and start kissing at his thighs, lips sucking faint little marks into the creamy skin when you first notice him start to stir. his moans are getting louder and his brows furrow, hands gripping the sheets below him. he wakes just as you dip your head down to wrap your lips around him, barely comprehensible pleading falling from his lips as he grows closer and closer to his high. he’s whimpering and whining, body so pliant under you as he looks down at you with dazed, teary eyes.

“p-please, please, please let me cum, ‘ve been so g-good for you.”

LEE JENO

as much as jeno loves the idea of touching you while you sleep or being touched in his sleep, he prefers both of you being awake. jeno gets off on seeing you feel good, seeing him make you feel good and he feels like he’s being deprived of that if one of you is asleep. that doesn’t mean that he won’t try it though. he knows your body so well, knows just what to do and where to touch you to have you writhing under him in minutes. he takes his time despite that, pressing soft, little kisses down your jaw and neck to your chest, letting his large hands roam over your body. jeno spreads your legs and gets settled between them, slowly tugging your bottoms off. his earlier actions have your panties growing damp, cute, little spot growing as he continues to gently grope your body. his fingers slowly start rubbing you through the fabric and he relishes in the sweet moans you start letting out. he quickly grows impatient though, tugging your panties down to bury his face in your sopping cunt. you smell so good and taste even better, and jeno would happily die like this, drowning in you.

your noises only grow as he starts eating you out, tongue lapping through your folds desperately like a man starved. your fingers start curling around the sheets, body twitching from the pleasure. his nose nudges your clit, the sensation making your thighs threaten to close around his head. he uses his hands to keep them apart, determined to wake you up to the best possible climax. your head is foggy with sleep, but you quickly register what was happening, crying out as he brings you closer and closer to your high. you make eye contact and that’s what sends you over the edge, releasing on his tongue. he licks it all up thoroughly, looking up at you as you slowly relax.

“sorry, baby, you just taste so sweet, couldn’t wait.”

LEE DONGHYUCK

he practically dragged you to bed the first time you mentioned it and it’s become a fairly regular thing since. hyuck loves the idea, loves that you trust him enough to let him touch you while you sleep. the two of you had always been experimental, this being a random suggestion that had come up and donghyuck can’t get enough of it. this night, he can barely sleep, half hard in his shorts. he debated touching you now, reaching down to feel your cunt throbbing with need for him, but he always preferred waking you up in the morning so he forces himself to wait.

he wakes up a little bit earlier than usual the next morning, happy to see you still curled up to him. thoughts of his plan from the night before fill his mind and he observes you for a little, trying to figure out if you’ll wake up any time soon. once he’s sure that you’re still fast asleep, he pulls the blankets that cover the two of you down. he’s thankful that you don’t wear a bra to bed, nipples hardening under your top from the cool air. he plays with your tits through your shirt for a little, relishing in the sleepy, little moans you let out. when he pulls away, you seem to settle a little, but when he pulls down your bottoms to reveal your soaked panties, he knows you’re affected by his touch; maybe you had even gone to bed with it on your mind like he had. he quickly pushes your panties aside, running his fingers through your folds and watching you twitch. he pulls his shorts and boxers down, stroking himself a couple times before slowly easing into you. you’re so warm and tight, hugging his cock perfectly as he thrusts shallowly. you’re moaning softly now, fingers gripping at the pillowcase. you clench around him, still somehow asleep and he nearly cums then and there, willing himself to wait a little longer. his thrusts get a little quicker, reaching deeper parts of you and that’s when you stir, whimpering as your sleepy eyes look up at him. his cock is nearly pistoning into you at this point and you cum shortly after, face warm and head a little fuzzy.

“h-hyuck?” you whimper and that’s the last straw for him, one final thrust and filling you with his cum.

“morning, baby”.

NA JAEMIN

there’s nothing that jaemin loves more than waking up to feeling your messy cunt clenching around him as you fuck yourself on his cock. he loves watching you use his body for pleasure, especially when he’s sleeping; it just shows how desperate you are for him. both have you have set your boundaries and there’s enough trust there to know that the other won’t go any further than you’ve specified. you couldn’t lie, jaemin’s willingness to let you do almost anything you wanted worried you at first, but after the first time you rode him while he slept, you couldn’t get enough. something about having sex with him while he slept so peacefully made it that much hotter. he always wakes up just as you cum, catching your fucked out look through his tired gaze and you can practically see the lust once he realizes what’s happening.

it’s perfect when he had a rough day, waiting until he’s fully drifted to sleep before tugging his boxers down to reveal his soft cock. just a couple slow strokes has him hardening in your hand, precum gathering at the tip soon after. using that and some spit, it’s easy to sink down onto him, walls stretching around him. you always wonder how he doesn’t wake up with the way you’re moaning so lewdly, bouncing on his cock so that his tip reaches your sweet spot every time. the way he stretches you out no matter how many times he’s fucked you along with the visual of him still asleep and the groans that begin to slip past his lips is enough to bring you to your orgasm fairly quickly. jaemin always wakes up at the perfect time, seeing just how far gone you are from his cock, watching you with a tired smile on his lips. he hasn’t touched you once and you’re falling apart, his cock and your thighs sticky with your release, eyes dazed and a little teary, lips shiny with your spit. he thinks you look heavenly, especially with the way you’re practically chanting his name.

“having fun, angel?”

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