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priest jeongin in the context of me loving fleabag

wc: 1.1k

warnings: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, blasphemy kink, priest!jeongin (roleplay), dirty talk, dom jeongin (he's mean), sub reader, fingering, orgasm denial, a lottt of spit, wet 'n messy

“Kneel.”

It reverberates throughout your brain like a pinball on one of those old games. It’s strict, firm, but it still has your heart pumping so quickly as if it’s confused you. You knew he’d say this. You spoke about it beforehand, but god - nothing could have prepared you for the image of Jeongin like this. 

His clerical collar is tight around his neck, the long strands of his brown hair tickling the top of it. He hasn’t got his hands shoved in his pockets or anything that could indicate the process of his falling apart, no - Jeongin stands there, hands by his sides, those big black boots spread just enough to have you staring at his crotch.

You drop to your knees. You make a thud on the wooden floor and Jeongin doesn’t even snicker. His eyes narrow in on you, and you lick your lips with anticipation. What is he going to do? You’re not sure, but then he’s leaning down too, fingers on your chin, and his lips press against yours with little warning.

He kisses filthy. You remember the first time you’d kissed him, and he’d been all tongue and teeth even then. He’s not any better now, tongue swiping over yours and his mouth sucking your bottom lip between his teeth. You want to squirm, to run your hands through his hair and pull your priest in for more, more, more, but you need to be good. If you’re not good, he won’t give you anything you want - it’s a simple exchange like that - and so your palms stay flat on your thighs. 

When your lips finally part, a string of thick, viscous spit links the two of you together, and Jeongin groans. He can’t help himself, tongue teasing at the seam of your lips to collect your mixed saliva, and then he’s spitting it back onto your face. A large hand comes upwards, and the one already positioned on your jaw becomes firmer, keeping you in place as he rubs the spit into your cheek.

“Filthy,” He murmurs, eyes fixated on where your skin is slick. Jeongin’s worse, though, and he licks your face clean, groaning again at the taste. “I bet you’re fucking soaking wet, dirty bitch.”

You are. Your panties are grey and if he only spread your legs he’d see - you’re clad in only them, and the wet spot is so large by now that you’re scared it’s going to start dripping on the wooden floor. He coos at you when you nod, chest heaving, and he stands upright again, hands clasped in front of his stomach. 

“What is it that you want?”

“I- I-” You babble, voice hoarse. He grins this time, dimples a perfect contrast to the image of authority in front of you. 

“It’s meant to be a confession, right?” He says, still smiling. You moan. The whole thing is so dirty, so debauched that you arch your back, thrusting your nipples out into the cool air. He doesn’t move his eyes off of yours, wholly unaffected. “Tell me what you want.”

Your eyes flicker down to his fingers, still clasped together. His gaze follows you, and he doesn’t say anything. You lick your lips. “Please, father.”

Jeongin hums, nods. “Get on the bed for me. On your front.” 

You move so quickly that it would’ve been embarrassing in any other situation. You’re on your front on the bed within seconds, and you spread your legs so he can see exactly what the situation is doing to you. You hear his stuttered breath, and then footsteps. He shoves his face into your drenched underwear and inhales, and you’re squealing, canting your hips back.

“Jeongin! Jeonginnie, that’s-”

He inhales again, pulling back. “It’s what? It’s dirty, baby?” He muses, running a fingertip up the seam of your folds through your panties. You’re so wet that your underwear must be translucent by now, and you gasp when the pad of his finger just barely breaches your hole, through the fabric. “I’ll tell you what’s dirty. Presenting this ass for your fucking priest is dirty.”

“Oh my god,” You wail, head dropping to shove your face against your forearms. “I-I’m dirty, father, I can’t help myself.”

“I can see that.”

His thumbs hook into your panties, and you hear them fall to the floor with an embarrassingly wet noise. The cold air hits your folds, a sensation so jarring that it feels like there’s something biting at the sensitive area between your legs, and you try - and fail - to avoid squirming. 

“How long has it been since your last confession?” Jeongin says, voice steady, and you blink. Before you can answer, two digits are sinking into your hole deep, and he curls them upwards to hit your g-spot. The feeling makes you whine, and your gummy walls clench on his fingers, gushing more and more slick down to his knuckles without him even properly moving them. “Tell me. How long has it been?”

“I don’t- I don’t know-”

“You wanted to do this properly, didn’t you?” He scoffs out a laugh, digits finally starting to piston inside of you. You keen, trying to grind your hips to get your clit some form of attention with how it’s aching and untouched.

“Yeah! I did, but- I can’t- Iyennie-”

“Father.”

“Father! Father, it’s been-” You really can’t think. You’re not sure what he means, but something within you tells you he’s referring to the last time you’d been such a whore, needy for his touch, and that had been literally yesterday. “It’s only been a day, father, please, please, more-”

“That’s right, a day,” He coos fondly, and his thumb finally, finally, moves down to rub against your clit. It’s messy, imprecise, but you wail and thrash as if it’s the best thing you’ve ever felt. It truly feels like it is. “I make you cum every single day, and you’re still a dirty little whore. You know what happens to bad girls, honey.”

“Hnng, no, I don’t know, I don’t know!”

“You don’t know many things, do you?” He sounds irritated now, his words coming out in clipped, short sentences. His thumb presses harder on your clit and his fingers somehow push deeper, all of their length pressing inside of you as the most delicious thing you’ve ever felt. “Bad girls take what they’re given.”

You have to. You can’t find it in you to respond, and when you get so close, so close that you can feel it beginning to rattle your teeth, his hand pulls away. You want to throw a tantrum, to stomp your feet and beg him for something, anything, but your orgasm is ruined before you can find it in you to speak. He's snickering behind you, and you moan in dismay.

“That’s one,” He murmurs, and you hear the wet sounds of him sucking his fingers clean. He spits on your asshole and you feel it dribble down to your pussy, adding to the mess between your folds, a wet patch forming beneath you on the sheets. You're out of breath, toes curling and relaxing, tears biting at your eyes. “I think two more edges and you can cum.”

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your close friends if 서창빈 was your bf

warnings. nothing just pure fluff

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skz + head

warnings: 18+ content (MDNI), oral (f & m receiving), fem! reader

notes: it is exactly what you think it is.

chris : prefers giving

eats that pussy like it's his last fucking meal. gently, of course. but he's 100% going to be fucking his tongue into you until you're almost crying. it'll be the most blissful thing you've ever felt - and part of you prefers his mouth to his cock just because of how much passion he puts into it. of course, sex in general is great with him. he's just the type to put his full attention into making you feel good when he's got your hips pinned against the bed and his head is stuffed between your legs.

loves it when you suck his cock. his favorite place to have you do it is the studio, because he knows if he asks nicely you'll come running to him after a long day of working and you'll sit right under the desk while he works. it eases him, relaxes him some. he still may not sleep a whole lot those nights but he's feeling a lot better by the next day - especially if you wake him up with some banger head, too. (also the type to hold the back of your head and force your nose to his pelvis a few times just to feel your throat oops.)

minho : prefers receiving

he definitely likes eating you out. he's the type to like, sit up on his knees and drag your lower half up with him though, your shoulders pushed into the bed and neck cramping. the pain mixed with the pleasure from his tongue is perfect, either way. he loves seeing you unable to squirm, dark eyes staring down at you, lidded and warm with lust as you make a mess of his mouth.

he loooooves when you give him head though. give him head? let him use your head. he'll let you start off at your own pace while he sits on the couch and scrolls on his phone, one hand keeping your hair out of your face so you're comfortable. but it always, always ends with him fucking into your mouth and throat and holding your head with both hands to keep you still. he thrives off the wet noises that come from you.

changbin : prefers receiving

will absolutely wake you up by eating you out - with your explicit consent prior, of course. he adores waking up early mornings and seeing you all curled up and squirming because of a dream about him. he loves rolling you onto your back and letting you wake up to see him under the blankets, hands splayed over the soft warmth of your sides before one trails down to let his thumb brush over your clit. he's so gentle when he eats you out - he's there to worship, baby.

will melt when you give him head. will literally pool in his studio chair when you sit on the coffee table and lean in to take him in your mouth. his head'll drop back, he'll let his hands grip at the arms of the chair. he'll refuse to touch you because he knows you'll ruin him the way you want on your own. it's gold to see, truly. his ears getting all pink. ugh. he's a sucker for your mouth.

i'm also a firm believer that binnie shoots fucking ropes, so take that as you will. (will fill your throat with cum, absolutely.)

hyunjin : prefers giving

he thinks you're like the most beautiful piece of art on earth. you're so gorgeous when you're squirming and writhing on the dressing room couch, hips perched up on the arm of the sofa while he kneels nearby and buries his face in your pussy. he's weak for you, absolutely - so desperately weak. he loves hearing your sounds for him. he loves the idea of the others hearing you from the locked dressing room - he loves the idea of someone walking in and joining. yeah, he just wants them to see how he gets you whining.

not a huge fan of receiving head just because he'd much, much rather be eating you out instead. he thinks you're too pretty to be on your knees, but when you are you can bet he will absolutely be looking down at you with his hair falling over his eyes and sticking to his face. motherfucker is gonna be dripping sweat just from the way you make him feel.

jisung : prefers giving

lazy eater. not bad, by any means - just lazy. he likes to lay between your legs while the two of you are lounging watching a movie (probably HMC.) and just casually eat you out. you won't be squirming or whining or gasping for breath - you'll just be smiling, moaning here and there and combing your hand through his hair while his tongue slips over your folds just the way you like. he'll let his thumbs massage over your clit as his hands rest on your hips, breathing heavy and big eyes focused on the television. he just likes doing it so casually, but there's always a massive wet spot on the sofa after because he'll sit there for hours just doing it and letting spit drop.

another one who doesn't really like making you get on your knees for him - but the occasional blowjob won't upset him. he likes when you have him squirming in bed, holding his thighs open so he doesn't close them on your shoulders or choke you out - not that you'd complain about dying there. he's the type to get reaaaal loud and whimpery.

felix : prefers giving

messy, messy boy. i have a feeling he's the type to spit on your pussy and then lick it up or push it into you with his tongue, and he's the type to get you to squirt. he will not stop until you're making an absolute mess of your bedsheets, but he will of course take care of it all after and make sure you're comfortable immediately. he's the type to leave bruises on your hips from his rings digging in.

likes head every so often - another one, i know i know, who doesn't prefer it but doesn't mind. he's pretty casual about it, rocking his hips into your mouth and breathing hard when you take him into your throat. he likes to cum on your face, rather than in your mouth - because again, he likes the mess, and likes the image of you with his cum just painting your pink cheeks and puffy lips.

seungmin : prefers receiving

another one who just eats that pussy like it's his last meal. he prefers you giving him head instead but he's going to make this shit good, holding you down and sucking on your clit until you're actually crying. he's a bit mean in bed, slapping your ass and maybe even spanking your pussy when you get too wiggly on the bed.

is all too casual, sort of like minho. he'll sit there and just comb your hair back, let you lay on the sofa with your feet kicking while you keep him in your mouth. you're comfortable, he's comfortable - he's also taking a few short videos to send to the groupchat so the others know why he's a little late to practice. you're his main priority and he prefers being with you anyways. but yes, he's definitely got at least 30 different videos in an album of you sucking his cock in multiple locations.

jeongin : prefers giving

mo. ther. fucker. the ONLY one out of the boys to use his fingers when he eats you out - deserves to be in the hall of fame. have you seen his hands?? (guilty, oops.) he will absolutely be pushing two fingers into your cunt while he eats you out, sucking and nibbling and licking long stripes over your slit and clit until you're whining loud. he'll only eat you out in his bedroom - because he loves rubbing it in his hyung's faces that he can make you feel this way.

will only let you give him head IF you're in the car. roadhead. he figured out he reaaaaally liked it after you offered it up once when he got his license. he absolutely said yes, and at first was a bit shaky but now he's a pro at keeping a straight face. one hand'll be holding your hair back while the other grips at the wheel tight, white-knuckled and chewing on the inside of his lip as he drives. if you ask really nicely, he'll even let you do it while seungmin is in the backseat.

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genre — smau, crack

warnings — unserious behavior ofc!!

a/n — for my pookie bear changbin🫶🏾 bro doesn’t get enough love :/

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i saw seungmin in this shirt and my mind broke down. also yes me and ems wrote fics for the same fanmeet outfits without realising

wc: 1.6k

warnings: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, dirty talk (seungmin is mean), dom seungmin, sub reader, exhibitionism? anyone could walk in, blowjob, boot humping, unprotected sex, creampie

“I don’t- I can’t-”

Seungmin’s lips press to yours again soothingly. He’s still sweaty from the fan meeting, and his lips are a little wet. “It’s okay, calm down.”

You’re backstage and way too worked up. Going to the fan meeting and seeing your boyfriend in all his glory onstage was one thing, but when he walked out in that damn Diesel top? Yeah, you were sure you’d had a heart attack. You jumped his bones as soon as he walked backstage and he’d carted you off to the nearest separate dressing room to ‘calm you down’, much to the jeers of the other boys. 

There’s sweat beading onto your chest by the time you get him to stop kissing you, and you sink to your knees, breathing hot air over the front of Seungmin’s jeans. He peers down at you with a raised eyebrow, hands moving to his belt. 

“Really? Right here?” He asks, and you only nod. “You’re feeling a little filthy today, aren’t you?”

“Don’t tease me,” You huff, nose nudging his growing erection. He wraps his fist around your hair and pulls you backwards, making you look up at him. He looks ever the image of power - the choice of attire accentuates the milky skin of his arms, and his eyes are dark when he tuts at you for ogling him like that. “You look so good.”

“Behave,” He murmurs. You nod again. You can’t do anything else when he’s in a mood like this, only nod and feel the gusset of your panties sticking to your messy folds. He’s feeling strict, but if you keep pouting up at him, eyes glassy, perhaps he’ll let you have it. 

“Please,” You beg, bottom lip quivering. You’re not above crying to suck your boyfriend’s cock, and he knows that - hell, he’s made you cry over it before and probably will again. Tonight, though, it seems he’s feeling a little kinder than normal, because he lets go of your hair and starts to unbuckle his belt. “Oh, oh! Yeah, yeah, gimme, gimme-”

“Shut up,” He admonishes, eyebrows furrowed in contention. He pulls his belt from the waist of his jeans and they drop down to his thighs, stopped by the lean muscle. Only a beat passes before he lets you see it, firstly with the trimmed, pitch-black hair at his base, and then with the whole length of his cock bobbing up against the bottom of his abdomen. He’s still only half hard, a little soft when he polishes his cockhead with his hand, but it only takes a second before he’s standing at full mast. 

You can hear noises from outside the door. It only serves to make you leak more into your underwear, shifting on your knees from where you are in front of him, but you’d never wish to rush Seungmin. He stares at you while you writhe, and then finally, finally, he nods.

You know what that nod means. You’re suckling the tip in seconds. He leaks steadily for you, and you whimper around his length when he moans at your actions. You’re used to sucking him off by now, and so you start to bob your head on as much as you can fit, moving your fist to pump the part of his length that you can’t quite reach. Seungmin’s hips thrust forwards once, twice, and then he gives up, moving his hands to your head.

“I’m gonna fuck your throat,” He murmurs. He gives you enough time to pull away, but you don’t, only moaning and moving your hands to rest on his thighs. “Yeah? You’re gonna let me do that here? That’s so fucking slutty.”

Of course you are. Your jaw goes lax, and Seungmin groans, his eyes rolling back into his head as he starts to thrust. He presses into your throat over and over, making your eyes water as you gaze up at him, but the whole thing’s so hot you can’t protest. Seungmin’s normally iffy about messes but with the way you’re drooling all over his cock, you’re not sure he minds right now.

You can’t help yourself. Your hand dips underneath your skirt and starts to rub circles into your clit, through your panties and Seungmin’s oblivious for a moment. He thrusts into your mouth a few more times and it’s the wet whine you let out that gives you away - Seungmin’s eyes open, peering down at your disshevelled figure on the floor.

“Mm, don’t do all of that,” He murmurs condescendingly. His thrusts stop and he lets his shaft slide out of your mouth, a string of saliva connecting the two of you. You’re allowed to sit there and gasp for air for a moment, but then Seungmin’s boot nudges into your knee.

The position’s a little awkward, but you spread your legs and let him push his boot underneath your skirt for you to hump into. It’s a nice gesture from Seungmin, who’s normally scathing words and even worse spankings, but then he fucks into your throat so hard it makes you gag. 

“Take it,” He huffs, and then he’s doing something ultimately worse. With his fingers intertwined in your hair, he grips your head and starts to bounce it on his cock. You’re whining hard by now, hips kicking up a fuss on your boyfriend’s shoe, and you see his eye twitch when you gag on one pull downwards with a sharp wail.

He pulls out of your mouth with a fuss. He’s quick to yank you up by your hair, pulling you over to the nearest vanity to bend you over. You don’t mind - you’re embarrassingly eager, actually, letting your knees fall apart to show your man the mess you’ve made of yourself. His hand moves to your hair to push your skirt over your ass. The cold air hitting the sodden fabric of your underwear has you keening, pushing your ass backwards. You can’t see yourself from your position, tummy down on the vanity table and face buried in your arms, but you know you must look like a certain debauched type of picture. 

“You wanted me that bad, huh?” He muses, thumb sweeping over your core. You whimper, nodding with a twitch of your leg, and then Seungmin’s yanking your panties to the side. Before you can squeal, to make a noise to acknowledge him, he’s sinking his whole length in you at once. “There you go. You’ve got it now, feel it, whore. Feels good?”

“Feels s’good,” You slur, drool slicking your bottom lip just from the stretch of him. Seungmin’s longer than he is thick but he’s still enough to have your pussy throbbing, clit aching for stimulation from the feeling of him pressing at your walls. “Feels g-good, fuck me, fuck me- please, please, guh- gotta-”

“Yeah, okay,” He sighs, as if he’s annoyed, and then he’s rutting into you so hard you swear your eyes cross. Seungmin groans and grunts with each gush of your pussy around him, and when his hand moves to your hair again, he’s yanking your face out of its safe haven. “Look at yourself. Fucking look at that.”

You have to. Your eyes are glassy with unshed tears, and you’re drooling so hard it’s affected some of your makeup. Your cheeks are flushed, obvious that it spreads down your neck and to your chest, and you’re still fucking your hips backwards to try and get more of him. 

“Please,” You watch yourself say it, lips kiss-bitten and broken. “Please give it to me harder, Seungminnie, I need it.”

“You need it?” He questions, just to watch you nod so hard you look like a dumb little bobblehead. “Okay. Don’t take it back, then.” 

His confidence would be sickening if it isn’t for the way he starts to fuck into you so hard you squeal. His mushroom tip kicks into your cervix with every thrust, and you can see him gritting his teeth with the speed of it all. He’s still holding your hair, and you watch yourself finally begin to cry, eyebrows furrowing in pleasure. 

You whine and writhe, and Seungmin’s other hand goes to your ass to keep you down, laid flat for him. Your nipples are so hard through your shirt that it’s starting to hurt, and when you shift your hips again, he hits a spot so good that you sob wetly.

“There! There, there, there, please don’t- don’t stop, Seungmin, I’ll fucking cum,” You babble, and your eyes finally fall shut. Seungmin doesn’t reprimand you for it, only continuing his pistoning into that same exact spot that has you babbling out profanities and half-spoken words. “Yeah. Yeah! There, there, fucking- I’ll cum so good, I’ll cum so-”

“I know you will, f-fucking whore,” His voice is faltering, and you know he’s getting close. “Cum for me. Shut up and just fucking cum.”

It explodes behind your eyes. Your toes curl with it and you gush and wail on Seungmin’s cock, walls fluttering so deliciously around the slick slide. He helps you ride it out, hand now pulling you backwards with each thrust, and then he’s letting go of your hair so unceremoniously it falls with a thud back to your arms.

You’re just panting now, pussy still clenching down on your boyfriend through the aftershocks of your orgasm, and Seungmin starts to chase his high. It only takes a few ridiculously fast thrusts for him to finish, and he pumps you full of his cum easily with a loud groan. 

He slips out of you and you let out a whimper, causing him to make his own answering, mock-whimper in response. You hear him shuffling about behind you and when you finally open your eyes, tilting your head towards him, he’s looking for tissues with his wet cock in his hand. 

“Seungminnie,” You giggle, kicking your feet. The action only causes his cum to drip out of your pussy and down your thighs, and you groan in disdain, immediately halting his movements. 

Seungmin laughs. “That’s karma for laughing at me when I’m trying to help you.”

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𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 - college bf!han jisung x fem!reader

wc: 3k

synopsis: there's an hour until your roommate comes back and your boyfriend is looking particularly delicious.

a/n: HI :3 i wrote it.... jisung not a complete sub.. i wrote it. as always thank u miss may and miss ems for proofreading for me <3

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sw: daddy kink, soft dom jisung maybe?, choking, sub reader, messy sex, reader has a wap, oral (m and f rec), doggy, unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk! jisung has a dirty mouth

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there’s a scoff from beside you, and you jump in surprise when jisung wails, flinging his legs around. “baby! you’re not even watching the movie!”

you’re not, and you can’t even deny it. you’ve been staring blankly at your laptop screen where it sits on the edge of your twin bed, and it feels like you have seen this studio ghibli film with jisung a million times. you huff and try to curl up into his chest, and he makes a noise again, nose nudging your head incessantly until you look up at him. 

“are you bored?” he asks, eyes round. his bottom lip is jutted out into a pout, and you want to kiss it, want to litter kisses around his face until he’s blushing and giggling in his shyness. 

it’s been a few months with jisung now. he was so cool when you first met him, all baggy jeans and beanies and nail polish, and he even lives off campus. he has his own bedroom there, and you honestly wish you two were stationed there right now instead of anxiously waiting for your roommate to arrive, because you’d been thinking about sex with jisung.

of course you had. jisung had arrived to yours with his signature wide grin, messy curly hair and oversized flannel falling off his broad shoulders, and you’d immediately thought of jumping his bones. you let him into your room, curled up on the bed with him and let him choose the movie, and while you’d been waiting for him to make a move, he seems to not even be thinking about it. 

you’re not bored, you just want your boyfriend’s cock in your mouth.

“‘m not bored, hannie,” you shake your head solemnly. he tilts his head in confusion, and you feel bad for thinking such unsavoury thoughts about him. it’s not like you can help yourself, he just fucked you so good last time, and your eyes are going half lidded just from the thought. your legs on his shoulders, the headboard of his bed hitting the wall, his mouth on your tits, his fingers on your-

“oh my god,” he bursts out laughing, eyes crinkling. “jagi. are you being dirty right now?! i just wanted to watch a movie-”

“i didn’t say anything!” you whine, slapping his shoulder playfully, and jisung’s still chortling. he can’t help it, shoulders shaking, and when he finally calms down your cheeks are burning crimson. you grimace, embarrassment eating you whole. “sung-ah.”

he looks at you with a cocky grin, raising his eyebrows. “baby, there’s nothing to be ashamed about. i’m thinking about fucking you all the time. i’ve been hard since i got here, to be honest.”

the way he says it is so straightforward, so blunt, that it makes you scoff out a laugh. you love the way he can make you feel so relaxed by just being him, and so you cuddle closer, wiggling against his chest in delight when he kisses your forehead.

and then you realise.

“you- you’re hard… right now?” you ask, licking over your bottom lip. it’s hard to tell in his huge baggy jeans, but if you stare hard enough you think you can see his length pressing against his zipper. you feel jisung nod against your head, and you sigh, rubbing your thighs together with need. he’s hard right now, and his hands move to the denim to adjust himself. “i- can i suck you off, sungie? i want to so bad.”

the film has been forgotten. you still hear the audio blaring from your laptop speakers, and your eyes move to look at the screen to check the time. you still have an hour until your roommate gets back. 

“fuck. yeah, you can,” jisung nods eagerly. his hands move from his jeans to allow you access, and you’re quick to undo the button and the zipper that keep you from your boyfriend’s cock. he’s hard in his boxers, a wet patch of precum soaking through the black fabric, and you pull his jeans down all the way to discard them on the floor. 

jisung pulls his shirt up to above his tummy for you to see him in his whole, and you blink wordlessly at the sight of him, mouth agape. above his boxers, a v-line leads upwards into his slender waist before panning outwards again at his broad shoulders. his abs clench and unclench under his skin in anticipation, and you run a fingernail down one, watching him quiver. he grins cockily, but his chest is heaving already, and you get so irritated at his confidence that you lean down instantly to mouth over his clothed erection.

“shit,” jisung whimpers, hand moving to clutch the headboard behind his head. “fuck, yeah. suck daddy’s cock, my baby. pull it out, c’mon, c’mon-“

“jisung,” you huff, eyes stern when you look up at him. he pushes his fringe from his eyes with his free hand, licks over his lips, and you’re still glaring. “let me play.”

he does. he lets you mouth and dribble all over the fabric of his boxers until they’re soaked through, material almost turning transparent with your spit, and then you finally yank the waistband down to rest underneath his balls. they’re so little, so round and full, and they almost push his shaft upright for you with how swollen they are.

you lick over his balls and he gasps, thighs twitching. “mm, god, fuckin’- hnnnfg, hot little mouth, baby,” he breathes, eyes fluttering shut, and you’re so desperate you can’t help but lean upwards to suck his cockhead into your mouth. you run your tongue on the underside of his tip, right where it’s sensitive, and his hands fly to your hair so fast you think he might fuck your throat. “don’t be mean to me, yeah? not today. not today, my baby, be good for daddy.”

“mm,” you hum, letting his shaft fall from your mouth. with a grip around his base, brushing past his dark pubic hair, you slap it against your tongue a few times. jisung’s eyes roll back into his head. “i’ll be good for daddy. daddy likes me dirty, huh?”

“f-fuck yeah, my baby,” he nods, enthusiastic, and when your head ducks down again to taste him his knee jolts so hard he almost kicks you. “daddy loves you d-dirty, ooh- oh, that’s- baby, makin’ my cock feel so good.”

you let him tighten his grip onto your hair, and then you bob your head. jisung’s length always presses at your throat uncomfortably but you can’t help but crave the pressure, sucking hard every time your head drops and letting your lips muse wetly over his shaft on the way back up. jisung’s hips kick up when his cockhead finally kisses the back of your throat and you gag, eyes watering, and he’s quick to pull you off of him by your hair.

a string of your saliva connects you to his length as you pout up at him in question. “i’ll cum, don’t- don’t do that,” he says, breathless, and you giggle. it’s hoarse but jisung still smiles as if you’ve charmed the socks off of him, and you blink in question when he finally takes his flannel and his tee off, dropping them on the floor. he’s so delicious, honey skin stretching over tight, lean muscle, and his abs tense while you ogle him.

in a brief second, you’re pinned to the bed, jisung’s lips against yours. jisung always kisses filthy, tongue all over your lips and drool slicking down to your chin. you let him force his hands to your sleep shorts, and he’s impatient when he yanks them down, rings cold against your skin. you’re so whiplashed by the whole situation that you pull your t-shirt off yourself, breaking the kiss, and jisung looks like he’s about to cry.

“oh, baby,” he murmurs, eyes wide and fixated on your chest. your nipples pebble against the cool air and you can’t help but writhe on your bed, smiling bashfully at your boyfriend. before you can get insecure or even the slightest bit embarrassed jisung’s shoved his face in your chest with a deep exhale. his curly hair tickles you and you laugh, thighs kicking up. “daddy’s home, babies.”

“jisungie!” you slap him on the shoulder playfully, and he retreats with a little huff of amusement. finally, his eyes drop lower, and his hands smooth upwards on your thighs. he licks over his bottom lip, eyebrows raising, and then he’s slowly moving closer. 

“mm, let me taste it first,” he murmurs, and you squeak when he wraps his hands underneath your asscheeks, yanking you down the bed. he wastes no time, curly strands covering his eyes as he smothers his face in your cunt. jisung’s a little theatrical when he eats you out, you think - he positively growls into your pussy and almost cums in his pants every time - but he swears its a reasonable reaction. 

he swirls his tongue around your clit and then he’s pursing it between his pretty lips. he flicks it with the tip of his tongue, and you moan, high pitched and airy. when your hands move to his hair, tugging the strands a little, he finally sucks the bud hard. it feels like he’s driving you insane, your thighs twitching and brain floating off into a less embarrassed, entirely more horny headspace.

“a-ah! ah, daddy! daddy, my pussy, ‘s- daddy, more,” you whine, and he can’t deny you ever. his tongue flicks over your hole and then he licks a fat, wide stripe up your folds. his mouth dribbles your wetness as lubrication to dirty your pussy up even more, and it practically talks to jisung when he sucks your folds into his mouth. “more! moremoremore, gimme, gimme, pleaaaaase!”

fucking his tongue over your clit again, jisung growls, and the vibrations ring through your body like you’ve been struck by lightning. you grind your hips upwards into his mouth, and he only shakes his head against your pussy enthusiastically, smearing spit and slick over your heated skin. 

“hnnfg- ahhhh! ah, my pussy! feels s’good, my pussy feels so good, jisungie, daddy,” you babble, drunk with it. jisung’s hips kick against the bed once, twice, and he whines against your pussy when you wrap one thigh around his pretty head to keep him smothered. you ride his face with it, and jisung just can’t - he can’t handle it, tapping your thigh incessantly in a wordless expression.

you unhook your leg from his head and he moves quickly, leaning over you to give you a chaste, wet kiss tasting entirely of you before he’s pushing you onto your side on the bed. he slides behind you, chest pressed up against your sweaty back, and you feel his cockhead rutting against your hole.

“i guh- i gotta fuck you now, i’m sorry, so sorry,” he’s ever so respectful, huffing out a breath against your shoulder. “c-condom? want me to- to use a condom, baby?” 

“n-no,” you slur, pushing your hips backwards. you feel drunk on him, needing more than him to fuck your cock into you until you’re crying with it. “fuck me, please. p-please gimme it, sungie.”

he slides home in one thrust. jisung’s not huge - he has a delicious case of boyfriend dick, and the stretch is enough to make you gasp every time. you’re still not used to it, and you make an internal vow to fuck your boyfriend ten times more.

“see? you d-don’t- don’t have to be mean to me,” he whimpers at a particular slick thrust. his hand goes to your inner thigh, pushes your leg up at an angle that has you shaking, pussy squelching around his cock. “daddy will fuck you good, see? i can do it. i can do it.”

“yeah! yeah, mm- d-daddy can, daddy can,” you babble, hiccuping on a wet noise from your throat, and jisung groans. he shifts closer to you, grips your thigh a little harder, and the bite of his rings into your skin makes you gasp. his hair tickles yours on the back of your head, and then his spare hand shuffles from underneath your waist to your throat and grabs. you can’t help but keen. “daddy!”

“ssh, s-ssh,” jisung murmurs, and you have half a mind to tell him he’s being just as loud, if not worse. he’s panting and whimpering behind you, hips rutting his chubby cock into the slick hole you’ve provided for him. “baby, you’re fuckin’ wet. wet little hole, s-so- so little, so tight on my cock, i- fuck, baby. i c-can’t!”

he can, and he proves it by gripping your throat a little tighter, his balls slapping against you harder. the change in pace ruts his cockhead against that spongey spot inside of you and you wail with it, incoherent wet noises leaving your lungs. 

“y-you’re fuckin’ my pussy so good, daddy,” you croon, eyes watery with it. he fucks you a bit harder in apology for your strained voice, but it only makes you moan louder, fingers moving upwards to grip the pillow under your head. you think you could rip it with how good he’s fucking you, and you feel his thighs bounce behind your legs to fuck you harder. 

on a particularly wet thrust, jisung’s dick slips out of you, and you whine at the same time he does. he fucks it against your hole messily, trying to slide it back in, and he huffs impatiently. your hole gushes desperately, the wetness leaking onto where jisung bumps his cock into you, and it squelches messily. 

“you’re too wet, she’s talkin’ to me,” he moans, but you know he loves it. you grind your ass against him a little more to tease him, and he sits upright sharply.

“sungie, no- no, keep trying, daddy!”

he tugs at your ankle impatiently and you flip onto your stomach, letting him crowd into your space. “c’mon, c’mon, baby,” he ushers, and you hear the slick sounds of him stripping his cock behind you. he whines with it, and then his spare hand taps your ass impatiently. “hands and knees. let daddy fuck you from behind, god, please.”

you have to. you’d do anything he wanted, and so you prop yourself up, back arching into a perfect position for him to slide back home. he can see a little better like this, and you fuck your ass back onto his cock for him to watch the slick slide of him entering you over and over. when he grips your ass, spreading your asscheeks for a better look, you hear him let out a stuttered breath and you know you don’t have much time left before he’s done.

“i gotta- baby, you gotta cum for me, yeah?” he says, quiet, and then he’s leaning over you. his chest presses against your back, and the sensation of your skin rubbing against his peaked nipples makes him lose concentration for a moment, steady pace haltering. “fuck! fuck, baby, you gotta cum, i’m gonna cum, i will-”

“d-daddy, please! i’ll try, i’ll try- i- i’ll be good, i’m good,” you babble, hand moving down to rub sticky circles on your clit. you use your wetness to lube it up a bit more, indirectly brushing against the base of jisung’s cock. jisung lets out a keen at the touch, his arms wrapping around your waist to bounce you backwards as he fucks into you. the pace gets quicker, and you feel his cock throbbing incessantly inside of you.

“still not used to fucking this cunt, n-not used to how perfect you are, baby,” jisung murmurs, and his language makes you gasp, gummy walls clenching down around his chubby shaft. “oh! oh, i don’t think i ever will be, baby, fucking clench on me again!”

you do, almost subconsciously with how your fingers speed up on your clit. it’s wet and messy with how much you’re gushing around him but the circles seem to be enough to get you close, your tits bouncing as you move on your boyfriend’s cock. before you know it, you’re cumming, a loud keen leaving your lips as you soak his shaft. you’re sure there’s a white ring of your cum forming at his base right now, soaking his pubic hair and dripping to his balls, and the thought makes you clench down harder.

“fuck! yeah, baby! that’s it, like that, clench on me, good g- oh, oh! oh, i’m gonna-”

his body practically collapses on you when he cums. you realise he must have been holding it back for a while because he wails too, cock pumping heavy loads of his cum inside of you. when you turn to him, his eyes are rolling back into his head, little pants of air leaving his lungs as he fills you up straight to your cervix. 

thirty seconds later, jisung’s still collapsed on top of you, his head leaning on your shoulder.

“jisungie,” you say, and then you have to clear your throat. “jisungie. you okay there?”

“i think i died,” he mumbles, and a bit of drool leaks to your skin. you giggle, reaching back in an awkward position to ruffle his hair. “pussy’s too good. oh, when’s your roommate back?”

“um,” you blink at your laptop, still playing the movie from earlier. the device is hanging off if the bed and you make a conscious effort to kick it back on with your foot. regardless, it’s only been twenty minutes and you want to laugh. jisung’s just too sensitive - he always gets too worked up to go very long. “like, forty minutes or so.”

“ah, great, i’m not moving,” jisung cuddles closer to you, cock still soft and resting inside of your walls. after a short while, he inhales, and you feel his eyelashes tickling you as he blinks rapidly. “wait, we only fucked for twenty minutes?!”

you ruffle his hair again, a fond smile on your face. it’s an awkward position, but you’ll do it for your boy. “don’t worry about it, sungie.”

“mm,” he responds, unsatisfied. “fine, but next time we’re going for twenty hours.”

“huh?!”

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Kitty

bangchan x fem! reader

warnings! MDNI18+, DD/LG (AGEPLAY), PIV, no protection, pussing eating, slight pussy play, brief pussy slapping, cumming inside, reader refers to pussy as a 'kitty', reader refers to cum as 'pee' (no actual piss), reader acts extremely innocent/naive, HUGE daddy kink, multiple orgasms implied(f!rec), crying during sex (f!), tummy bulge (if you squint), there will be a brief aftermath provided!, brief intro to the play, reader pretends to be asleep (pls lemme know if I missed any!)

notes! my fics are fantasy and are not meant to represent the members in anyway. you've read the warnings and if you wish to proceed it's by your volition. read this before you continue. other than that, enjoy :)

3.5k words | 3.7k (aftermath included)

Maybe you should have had Chan specify what he meant by calling his own kink weird, but you didn't. Everyone has a 'thing' they like to do in the bedroom, strange or not. You've been with Chan long enough to comfortably engage in several different techniques in the bedroom, but this was one...different. 

"We don't have to if you don't want to," your boyfriend notices the confused look on your face. "Not everyone likes it and I know it's weird as fuck. It doesn't matter if-"

You put your hand up, effectively stopping him from continuing. "No no no! It's not that. I just...I've never really heard of that before." You're not sure if your words make him feel at ease, but his shoulders relax slightly. "Yeah, it's...a play more or less. A role-play, but we don't have to if you don't want to."

He's being honest, you know this. Chan would never make you do anything you're not comfortable with, and your intimate life is already amazing. Engaging in this...play is just a fantasy for him. It won't make or break your relationship. 

"I never said I didn't want to," you try and stay neutral about the situation. "It's just new to me. I'll think about it, okay?"

And think about it you did. It was on your mind days after the conversation. All you could think about was how different it was compared to the normal sex routine you guys had. Even if the topic was hardly brought up, you did your own research. Learning about safe words, titles, and, seemingly the most important part, the acting. 

Video after video, there was a consistent theme. This 'daddy' was always in control and the 'little girl' did nearly everything she was told to. Feigning innocence in a way that made you squeamish, but weirdly aroused. 

It's different, yes, but doable. Chan and you are adults, this is merely roleplaying. It's not until a week later than you tell him you're okay with it. He's surprised, in denial even.

"Are you sure?" He can't help but double-check. "If you're doing this just to please me, you don't have to. I'm totally fine with how things are now."

You're already shaking your head before he finishes, "I'm not doing it just to please you. I really wanna try it. It seems interesting," Your boyfriend takes a deep breath, finally nodding.

"Okay, when did you want to try it?"

-

It's definitely weird laying in bed knowing you're going to get fucked. You stare at the ceiling of your bedroom, anticipation eating you. There isn't a set plan other than waiting for Chan to come through the door while you pretend to sleep. You told him you should just go with what feels good, but now you're wishing you had a script.

The sheets feel soft against your smooth legs when you twist and turn. You're wearing one of your crop tops and a simple pair of panties. To be fair, you didn't have a costume for the special occasion, but you tried. 

Your mind begins to wander just when the door opens. A ray of light from the hallway streams on the ceiling and you snap your eyes shut. Your stomach flips as you hear Chan take the first few steps in. His feet shuffle closer until you feel the bed dip and you're trying your absolute best not to move. 

Chan carefully lifts the blanket, tossing it on the other side of you to expose your legs to the cold air. Your body moves before your brain recognizes it. You rub your thighs together, trying to stay warm and turning your back to Chan while curling your legs comfortably. 

A part of you thinks you've fucked up by going into a fetal position, but you soon feel Chan's heavy hand rest on your hip. His thumb rubs gentle circles over your skin before sliding it down your thigh, squeezing the plush flesh. 

His fingers dig pleasurably, leaving subtle fingermarks on your skin. 

Chan gets bold, reaching over you and finding the waistband of your underwear. He goes past the top, tracing the top of your pelvis before sliding his hand back out. 

You can't help yourself from squirming even if you want to. A small whimper makes its way past you and you try and cover it up with a yawn. Chan chuckles at your attempt, grabbing you by the hips to put you flat on your back.

He pushes your thighs apart, exposing your clothed cunt to him. Chan trails his hand up until it cups your pussy, gently applying pressure. It's not enough for actual pleasure, but it makes you blink your eyes open, pretending to wake up.

Chan sits beside you, eyes locking where his hand plays with you. You slowly lead your hand to his wrist, taking hold of it. 

"Cha-daddy," you blink at him, feigning confusion. "What are you doing?"

If Chan noticed your slip-up, he doesn't say anything about it. "Daddy's just playing with his girl. Is that okay?" He looks at you and you can tell something is different in his eyes. There's a type of hunger you haven't seen before. Almost ravening. You feel genuinely small under his gaze. 

"I...it feels funny," your voice is small. Truthfully, you're not sure what you're supposed to say. You're just mimicking what other people have said in the pornos you've watched, but judging from Chan's expression, you're doing good. 

Chan hums, opting to use the tip of his finger rather than his palm. "Where? Here?" He presses his digit against your core. Your thighs shake and your hips slightly jolt. You nod, "Yes. It feels funny there." 

Chan - no - your daddy nods in approval, "It feels like that because I'm playing with it. Does it hurt?"

Even in character, your lover is always making sure you're okay. "No Daddy," you bat your eyes at him. "Doesn't hurt at all. It feels..." you trail off. Chan has started tracing the shape of your pussy, his finger going over your clit and between your lips. 

Chan smiles, "Feels like what?" You get shy, turning your head the other way. Your daddy's having none it that though. His finger pulls away for a second before it's his palm you feel. He smacks your cunt just enough to make you squeal. 

Chan! "Daddy!" You nearly yell his name. Your legs move to close, but Chan's faster, prying them apart as you squirm. 

"I asked you a question, baby." Chan tuts at you. "You should listen to your daddy when he speaks." Normally, you would laugh at his cheesy line, but you're starting to float into a different headspace when you find yourself nodding instead, " 'M sorry! Sorry, Daddy."

Satisfied, Chan smoothes his hand over your cunt as if in apology. "That's okay, baby. You can answer Daddy's question now. What does it feel like?" This time, you find solace in his forgiving touch. "It feels good."

Something vibrates in Chan's chest similar to a purr. He rubs you a little harder, making your hips try and match his movements. 

"Ohhh," you sigh dreamily. "I like that." Your hips shift up and down, making his hand slide against your slit. The underwear slowly begins to get soaked from your arousal and you're sure Chan can feel it through the material. He lets your hips rock a little more before pulling his hand away, making you whine. 

"Daddy!" You pick your head up. "I was feeling really good!" Chan smiles at your frustrated tone, finding it both cute and amusing how deep you're in character. He crawls on the bed, putting either hand over each of your legs and lowering himself to his chest. 

"Daddy can make you feel even better," he gives you a cheeky smile. "You want that?"

Immediately, you nod. Your legs begin to widen to make room for Chan to lay on his tummy, his face to your cunt. He places his hand on the inner parts of your thighs to massage the skin there, his fingers tickling your skin. 

"You're so wet here, baby. Got your underwear all dirty. We should take them off." You nod obediently, lifting your hips so Chan can slide the panties down. A string of arousal connects from the material to your pussy. The air feels uncomfortably cold, and you can't help but voice your concerns to Chan, "Daddy, my kitty's cold."

Chan discards your soiled underwear on the floor, finally propping himself on his elbows to hook them around the underside of your thighs. "Aw, I'm sorry baby," he brings his lips close to your core. "Daddy can warm it up."

The feel of his tongue sends shivers down your spine. He starts at the entrance of your pussy before licking towards the very top, flicking your clit before he descends back down. You hum at the sensation, burying yourself deep into the pillow. Chan keeps his tongue flat against your cunt, lapping up your pussy with long kitten licks.

With your knees bent, you spread them fully apart to give Chan full access. The warm pleasure from his tongue makes you mewl, gripping the sheets and making your back cave into the bed. "Daddyy," you whimper his name. "Daddy you're so good."

Chan looks up at you, using one of his hands to splay across the exposed part of your tummy. He watches your pretty face contort in pleasure, mouth open as even prettier sounds leave it. His tongue finds your bud and swirls it in his mouth, feeling the way your stomach tenses in his hold. 

You're unbelievably, wet. The arousal drip onto the sheets, your ass, his chin. Though Chan's tongue makes you feel unexplainably good, you can't but feel empty. Your cunt clenches around nothing which only makes you feel restless. 

Strategically, you move your hands to thread them in Chan's curly hair, earning a groan from him. 

"Daddy?" You call out to him. It takes a moment for him to pull away from your cunt. Chan seems to struggle with getting your pussy out of his mouth. He softly sucks on your clit, lolling his tongue on your flesh leisurely. It's not until you tug on his hair that he finally lets up.

He has a frown on his glistening face as he lifts his head, "You know that Daddy was busy, baby. It's not very nice of you to interrupt like that." It's unsettling to see Chan upset, even if he's playing a character. You want to please him in any way possible and you feel a little dejected seeing him like this.

"I- I didn't mean to," you make your voice small. "Are you...mad at me?"

The expression on Chan's face softens and he squeezes your stomach affectionally. "No baby, I would never be mad at you. You're doing such a good job for me. Daddy just loves giving your kitty kisses, that's all. I didn't mean to make you sad."

Maybe it's because you're so deep in the scene, but his words bring you comfort. It feels as though your main source of pleasure is his pleasure. You've never experienced this type of dynamic with Chan, but it's far from uncomfortable. You want him to take care of you, to praise you, to use you. The only way you can make sure you feel good is to make him feel good.

"You promise?" You peer into his eyes with unfiltered emotion. "You promise you're not mad at me?" For reassurance, Chan kisses your thigh. His lips trail across your pussy to get to the other leg. "I promise baby," he pecks your skin again. "You can tell Daddy what you wanted to say earlier."

You nod, "I really like it when you kiss my kitty Daddy. I really, really do. But my tummy feels so...empty. Is that supposed to feel funny too?" When you say it like that, you don't even need to bat your eyelashes at Chan for him to surrender to your request. He pauses for a moment, thinking. "I think I get it. Does it tickle on the inside?"

You nod again.

Chan hums, pretending to be deep in thought. "That's normal too, baby. Daddy can keep giving you kisses, but I don't think that'll be enough. Here, I have an idea."

Silently, you watch as he props himself on his knees, lifting his shirt over his head only to be left in boxers. The outline of his cock is noticeable and even in the barely lit-up room, you're sure you can see it gathering slick from his tip.

Chan hooks his thumbs under the waistband of his boxers and pulls them down. Inch by inch, he lowers them until his cock springs free, slapping his abdomen. 

You gasp, "Daddy! That's so big!" And you're not lying. You've seen Chan's cock countless times, but it seems extra big as he knee-walks closer to you and places himself between your thighs. He strokes himself, pulling on his cock until the skin covers his tip and dragging it back down. "It's supposed to be big because it's gonna help you not feel empty anymore. It'll help with those tickles in your stomach too."

Chan uses his thumb to press his dick to your cunt, catching your clit in the process. You whine when it slides against your folds, "Ooo, daddy. Those feel like your kisses."

He giggles, trailing his cock a little lower until it catches your entrance. "It's gonna feel much better than kisses, baby."

The head of his cock easily slides in your cunt. You pick your head up and watch as Chan fucks the first few inches of his length in you. His thrusts and shallow and quick, but it's enough to make you raise your legs off the bed. 

"Daddy! Daddy, daddy, daddy! It's in me! You're in me!" You can't tear your eyes away from where your bodies connect. You can feel him sink in deeper. You can feel how your pussy deliciously stretches around his girth. Chan grabs each of your ankles and hooks your legs over his shoulders. Your cunt has opened perfectly for him, it takes one more move of his hips before he's settled deep inside you.

Your legs shake and you can feel Chan's tip just below your belly button. You try and open your mouth to speak, but all you can do is squeal and moan. 

"Not an 'it', baby. It's called a cock. Can you say cock for me?" Chan slowly thrusts in you. He rocks his body gently, sliding in before pulling a few inches out. You want to do what your daddy says, but it's so hard to. Talking is nearly impossible with how deeply he's grinding into you. Yet, you tilt your head up to properly give him what he wants. 

"C-c-cock. D-daddy's cock is in- in me," your teary eyes lock with his dominating ones. Chan smiles at you, lowering himself until you're nearly chest-to-chest. He feels blissfully deep in you like that with your legs still hooked over his shoulders. You weren't even aware that you could bend like this, but Chan has you doing the impossible. 

The only warning you're given is a chaste kiss to the lips before he slams his hips into yours. Chan gives you no room to recover as he builds speed rather quickly. The pleasure from his cock burying itself inside you repeatedly is too much too fast, but you know your daddy wouldn't give you something you couldn't really handle.

Small uh-uh-uhs and gasps mix the sounds of your bodies connecting. It's too overwhelming for you to scream and moan, but Chan still can form coherent sentences as he groans mere inches from your face. "Tight little pussy. Daddy loves putting his cock in your kitty." 

Meaning to or not, Chan puts his weight on your bent legs. The burning stretch strangely adds to the pleasure building in your stomach. 

"Say it again," his eyes are dark when he looks at you. "Tell me who's cock is in your pussy."

It takes a moment to recognize the hot tears sliding down your face, salty on your lips. "You! It's you! Daddy's cock is in my little pussy. Daddy's cock feels so good in my kitty."

Chan's chest thunders with approval and he sits up straight to grip on of your thighs instead. Your legs are no longer being squished, but this angle gives Chan free rein on your cunt. The entire bed rocks with his powerful thrusts and you can hear the headboard hitting the wall rather expensively.

If you look down, you're sure you would be able to see Chan poke through your tummy, but you can't. Chan has a rough grip on your chin forcing you to look up at him. He drinks in your expression, the way your jaw drops, how your eyes roll to the back of your head. He's fucking you good and he knows it. Just the feel of your wet, soft walls tells him. 

You don't want to cum, not without your daddy. But the hot pleasure stings so good that your cunt clenches onto him for stability. The slick between your legs grows louder, wetter, and dirtier. The fire reaches your chest and you swear you might explode.

"I'm gonna pee!" You suddenly gasp. "Daddy wait! I'm gonna pee!"

But he doesn't wait. Your daddy doesn't even slow down. His cock keeps hitting that gummy spot in your stomach that makes you cry out with each thrust. Even with those pretty tears sliding down your face, Chan doesn't stop fucking you.

"Oh, babyy," he sounds too sweet. "That's not pee. You're gonna cum. You're cum all over Daddy's cock and make a mess."

Logically, he's right, You're familiar with this feeling, but you can't seem to properly label it. All you know is your tummy is feeling warm and you think it'll feel good to let go.

"Is daddy-," you hiccup. "Is Daddy gonna pee too?" 

Chan tuts, "What did I just say, baby?"

"Cum," you correct yourself. "Is Daddy gonna cum in my kitty?"

Chan breathlessly laughs and then nods. "Fuck yes. Daddy's gonna cum in your cunt over and over again. This is Daddy's pussy, you understand? This. Is. Mine." Every word is enunciated with a thrust. Your entire body shifts upwards onto the bed, but Chan's form dominates you regardless. 

It feels like you're at a high. Your orgasm finally topples over when Chan takes his hand off your face to put it on your clit instead. His thumb presses down and swirls over your nub as your legs shake and tremble. "Daddy!" You look down at your pussy when you see his cock painted white every time he slides out. "Daddy I'm cumming! Feels so good to cum on daddy's cock. Don't stop, please please please..." It's all babbling as he fucks you through it.

Chan collects salvia in his mouth before spitting on your clit for more lubrication. He kneads his thumb on your swollen lips while pistoning his hips in and out of you. "Pussy squeezing me so tight. Fuck!" He groans. You keep your legs obediently spread as his sloppy thrusts finally come to a halt. He presses his cock deep, tip hitting your womb as warmth fills you.

The thumb on your clit falters, but it still manages to bring you to another high. Your head spins from the back-to-back orgasms, but you hardly mind the feeling when Chan's seed settles deep inside you.

He moans, staying content in your cunt as he unloads. "Good pussy," he grunts. Chan places his hands on your hips to ride out his high, fucking you not as hard but steadily. It feels euphoric to have his cock keep filling you, but your moans into whines with every thrust. "Mmm~" you collapse on the bed, letting him use your body even if it's too much. "Daddyy, you're making my kitty achy."

A small puff of air comes from his chest, a smile on his face. "Sorry. You know how much daddy loves your little kitty."

Rather than pulling out, Chan opts to let himself soften in your walls as he lays on your chest. Your legs wrap around his torso and you wrap your arms around his neck. Being this close to Chan has never felt more personal. It feels as though you need him. To feel his skin on yours reminded you that you're here, you're safe, and you're most importantly his. 

Chan picks his head up, looking at you. "You okay? Does my baby need anything?" In response, you hug him tighter and gently rest his head back onto you.

"I just need my daddy."

~AFTERMATH (optional read)~

It took you much longer than you would've liked to float out of that headspace. Chan never left your side in the process. He has you facing him, tucked comfortably into his body as his hand trail up and down your back.

The cum has long dried between your legs, but your body is too tired to move and you don't want Chan away from you for more than a second. 

"Oh my god," your voice is hoarse. "That was...something." Chan's chest jumps as he laughs, the sound vibrating onto your face. "That's one way to put it." His hand entangles in your hair to tilt your head to look at him. "How are you feeling though? You were pretty deep into the scene."

You grimace, "Ugh, I know. I don't even know how I managed to get that into it." Your fingers trace the outline of his pecs. "Was I...bad?"

Chan's eyes widen, "Bad?! What?! No baby you were amazing. Like, you could be an actor. I thought you were just hyping it up for me, but saying you were gonna pee and calling it a kitty? I don't know how I didn't cum right then and there."

You groan, pulling yourself from his grip to hide in his chest. "Shut uuupp." He giggles, kissing the top of your head, "Okay okay...Daddy's sorry."

"Shut up!"

a/n: this was deffoooo self-indulgent I don't even know what came over me. so scared on how this will perform but fuck it, we ball. thank you for reading! 🏷: @bethanysnow, @raesfictionn, @xxstrayland

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JISUNG flew his head back against the back of the couch, his thick brown hair falling around his head messily, sweat spilling from his skin and down his neck messily. His hands were on your head, moaning without much care for who could hear through the thin walls of his apartment. Every little noise he made only fueled you to finish him off for what felt like the hundredth time; holding his thighs with an iron grin and piercing nails, eyes watching as his adam's apple bobbed up and down over and over again.

He was desperate to breathe, but breathing was overrated when your tight throat felt this good around his hard cock, yeah?

You swallowed his cock like a champ, jaw so sore from what felt like hours of milking him for all he's got. Jisung was shooting blanks into your mouth at this point, so sensitive as your tongue ran up and down his thick dick each time you moved your head. There were lewd wet sounds emitting from your mouth as pools of drool dropped down onto your crouched knees.

"Baby— oh, f-fuck!" Jisung's voice rang melodious and sweet, yet deep and raspy. He was tired, so so tired. But somehow he couldn't pry you away, sickeningly, he loved this feeling.

Jisung couldn’t even manage to say your name, convinced that if he did he’d burst right then and there. His hands were clutching his sides, desperately gripping at the couch cushions like they’d somehow sooth the delicious pleasure you gave him. He’d been complaining all week about being stressed… missing you but not having time to fully immerse himself into you, if you get what he’s saying. It was a long week before he finally got to be home with you, and you thought what better than to give him a reward for working so hard?

Multiple rewards that left him gasping for air and tearing up, red nose and heaving chest.

You decided to give your jaw a break, popping his dick out of your mouth and grabbing it in your hand, smiling mischievously up at him as he watched. Jisung was enamored, the new feeling of your tight and controlled hand making his brain extra fuzzy, the spit left over from your lips continuing to make those nasty sounds.

"I love your cock so much, 'Ji," You praised as you jerked your hand loosely up and down, shirt dipping down enough for your tits to spill out, giving him a show. Jisung moaned, his voice raising a pitch each time you pinched at his tip, "Gotta give me another one, please? Let me taste your sweet cum again? Just one more time, c'mon..."

Jisung knew he wouldn't last long with your taunting words and his overstimulated mind; lips parting to speak yet all that came out was choked whimpers before his lips were between his teeth, biting hard enough for blood to break.

"Fuck— yesss, g'na cum— a-again!" Jisung gripped your head as you entrapped his tip between your lips again, dragging your moist tongue along his slit, taunting him— daring him, even, to cum in your mouth, "Yes, baby— holy shit, just like that!"

You worked the rest of his length with your hand, feeling him twitch in your hands, cock releasing thick ropes of delicious cum, coating your tongue and seeping down your throat like a waterfall. The moans your pretty boyfriend let out were heavenly; his voice getting caught in his tense throat and coming out as a choked mess of sobs. His hands tightened on your scalp, gripping your hair and probably leaving fingerprint marks on your skin. Your eyes burned and your cheeks were full of his seed, surprised to see he'd mustered up enough to fill you up.

Jisung let out a pent up sigh as you swallowed all of him, giving his cockhead one last kitten lick of approval. Your face was red, cheeks flushed and eyes glossy as you climbed up on him; he was much more out of it, however, big hands reaching for you and fisted the fabric of your shirt, holding you like a big teddy bear.

You hummed, tucking the cute strands of stray hairs out of his vision, sweat glowed from his skin and clung to his locks.

"Good job, 'Ji," You congratulated, pecking his patted lips, earning a low groan and soft smile from him, "You always do so well for me."

Jisung tugged you closer, clinging to you as he wrapped his big arms around you, inhaling deeply, "How could I not when your mouth is taking me so well?" He teased back, earning a surprised gasp from you before you banged a soft hand on his chest, pretending to pull away.

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