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breathe — 2min

pairing: kim seungmin x fem!reader x lee minho

tags: established relationship, polyamory, bdsm, smut!!!🔞

warnings: swearing, throuple, mxm, degradation, pet play, breath play, collars and leashes, anal!!, butt plugs, oral (m receiving), nipple play (f), choking, seungmin and his canonically established pain kink, thigh humping, unprotected sex, sub/dom dynamics, sub!reader, mean dom!seung, soft dom!minho, implied subspace, use of “slut”, “bunny”, “bubs”, “pet”, “dumb”, slight humiliation kink, choking on cum, use of a non-verbal stop light system, reader goes yellow but it’s all good, absolutely sappy in the end, smut with so many feelings, lmk if i missed something!

inspo: 2min in the new teaser pics

notes: again, i got carried away. it appears the dirtier i try to make something the sappier it turns out. i think i started this two days ago and my mood drastically changed from horny as fuck to in love as fuck. please let me know how this turned out 🥹

{ wc: 5610 }

“And you’re sure you want to do this?” Minho asks, softly, as he turns the collar around in his hands.

It’s pink, a little bell hanging off the metal heart in the middle, three different slots available to tighten for size.

Seungmin bought it last week, after five whole days of discussions.

You asked your boyfriends for a collar, and Seungmin instantly agreed. Although it took a little more time to persuade Minho. He wanted it, you could tell by the crimson shade of his ears as soon as you initially brought the idea up—but Minho was the kind of boyfriend that never wanted to hurt you. Even though he knew you enjoyed it, he always wanted to protect you. Seungmin understood both of you equally, which was what helped the three of you work as flawlessly as you did. Seungmin shared Minho’s concerns, heard them and nodded his head silently, while also teasing you for how excited the idea made you.

In the end, Seungmin showed you three collars and when your eyes lingered a few seconds longer on the pink one he added it to his cart that night.

Yesterday the package arrived.

“Minho, I’m sure,” you promise him, “it’s gonna be so fucking hot.”

Minho smirked at you, shy and excited, his eyes locked on yours.

“You know Kim Seungmin loves you on your knees,” he says lowly, “I do, too.”

“You do?” You smile.

“Mhm hmm,” Minho nods sharply, “look so pretty with your beautiful eyes looking up at us.”

“Min, please,” you say, so soon, “put it on me?”

“Go get dressed,” Minho orders, “Seungminnie is gonna get here in ten minutes and then we can do everything you asked for.”

You smile big, excitedly clapping your hands together. Minho chuckles at you, eyes sparkling before he plants a small kiss on your lips.

“Go on,” he says, enamoured, before sitting back on the bed—collar still clutched tightly in his hand.

You quickly go to the bathroom, where your outfit is waiting on the counter. You get dressed, your new matching pink lace set fitting your body perfectly. The thong is a little tight, but you don’t think it’s gonna stay on for too long—so you don’t mind it much.

You take a look in the mirror, silently thanking Seungmin for his taste in lingerie; it makes you feel so incredibly sexy. You can’t wait to feel their eyes on you as they see the way the pink fabric compliments your curves.

With excitement, butterflies dancing all around your insides, you take a deep breath before walking back into the bedroom.

Minho’s spread on the bed, hand tucked behind his head as he scrolls on his phone. You can tell he’s looking forward to tonight, his sweats doing a poor job at concealing his already present bulge.

When he hears the bathroom door close shut, he looks up. His mouth falls open, front teeth peeking out as he looks you up and down three times. Then, “holy shit.”

“You like it?”

Minho swallows, eyes growing wide as he nods repeatedly.

“God, bunny,” he says, slightly breathless, “look at you.”

“I think I like it better when you look at me,” you chuckle.

“I’m looking,” he says, licking his lips, “god. Fuck.”

He sits up, his phone long forgotten and with a small flick of his fingers calls you over. You waste no time at all, quickly climbing on the bed to sit by his side.

“So pretty like this,” he runs his hands over your hair, softly brushing it with his fingers. “Pretty bunny.”

His hand leaves your hair after a few moments, running down your bare back before he softly cups your ass.

“So soft,” he hums, tucking his finger under the fabric of your g-string. He runs his finger up and down, tugging it tighter around you.

With his other hand, Minho runs his fingers over your stomach, higher and higher until he cups your tits in his hand. He’s gentle, rubbing his thumb over the soft lace and when your breath hitches he starts circling your nipple through your pink bra.

“Wanna touch you all over,” he mumbles, “but I don’t think it’ll be right to take these off yet. Look how perfect your tits are in this.”

You blush at his words but Minho is too distracted by your chest to comment on it. He pushes the cup down, only enough for your nipple to peak out, and then he rubs his thumb over it in quick motions.

You moan softly, mouth gaped and body already reeling from the touch. Something about Minho not even undressing you before he starts playing with your body ignites a fire in your stomach.

He leans forward, looking up at you as his lips wrap around your nipple, sparkling eyes locking on yours as he flicks his tongue repeatedly around your sensitive bud.

“Min, that feels really nice,” you sigh, carding your fingers through his soft hair. He smiles up at you, tongue flicking through his open lips before he closes his eyes—eagerly sucking around your nipple.

With a soft pop he moves away, rubbing his hand against your waist before giving the same attention to your other breast, eager to keep hearing your soft moans.

His hands join together behind your back, rubbing up and down freely before he cups your ass. He hums, content, the vibrations against your skin sending butterflies into your core.

He pulls away again, satisfied for the time being, looking up at you.

“I had an idea,” he says, lowly, “there was something else in the box I didn’t show you.”

“What was it?”

Minho reaches underneath the pillow, pulling out a long and white fluffy tail. You feel your face burning up.

“Why didn’t Seungmin say anything?” You ask, excitement buzzing through you at the idea of wearing a tail with the collar.

“This one was my idea,” Minho admits, a shy smile on his face.

“You can put it on me,” you say with a grin.

Then, Minho turns it around, showing you the small butt plug attached to the end of the tail.

You let out a small gasp, your lips forming a perfect circle at the realisation Minho actually bought you a toy like this. Your cheeks are so warm.

“I didn’t expect this from you,” you admit, taking the tail into your hands and inspecting it closer. The plug itself isn’t too big, but since the three of you don’t experiment with anal that often you know you’d feel a stretch either way. You feel your walls clench for a moment at the thought of wearing it.

“I didn’t expect it either,” Minho admits, cupping your ass and rubbing circles on it with his palms. “When Seungminnie showed me the website it popped up and I added it. I don’t know, bunny, the thought of you on your knees with a little tail between your legs made me so hard.”

“I want you to put it in, Minho,” you say, and your voice sounds foreign in your ears, “please.”

Minho nods.

He slips one of his hands beneath the pink fabric of your thong, his other hand gripping your ass hard. He brings his middle finger to your hole, circling it softly.

You grip his shoulders, breathing laboured as you lock your eyes on his.

“I need to get the lube,” Minho says, pressing the pad of his finger flat against your hole. You know he can slip it right in if he wanted to—but you can’t deny he’s right. His fingers are too dry and the slide won’t be easy at all, so Minho prefers to simply tease the entrance with his finger. It makes you moan either way, the novelty of it all and the sensitive nerves sending pleasure through your body with something as simple as this.

“I’ll go get it?” You offer through a small sigh.

“Delivery is on its way,” Minho says, leaning forward towards your chest and kissing around it.

You’re not sure what he means but you ignore it when he slowly starts pushing the tip of his finger in and out of your hole—in and out, in and out. You don’t think he inserts more than a centimetre inside you, but it still feels so so snug. So weird. So fucking good.

You hear the front door open and close before Seungmin’s voice follows with a small, “I’m home!” and the butterflies in your stomach start soaring.

Minho chuckles lightly, feeling the way your body reacts to Seungmin’s voice. “Excited to see our puppy?”

You nod happily, a broken gasp leaving your lips when Minho slips his finger in deeper. “He’ll be so happy to see you like this.”

The door to the bedroom practically flies open, and Seungmin doesn’t even say hello. He leans over you, a bottle of lube in his hands, and without any prior warning—he spills it directly on your ass.

It’s cold so you hiss loudly, but Seungmin only shushes you in return.

More and more of it trickles down your body, all over Minho’s finger and down to your cunt. All you can do is moan as Minho easily slips his finger all the way in, knuckle deep.

“There you go,” Minho coos, “take it, baby.”

“Feels so nice, Min,” you let your head fall forward, focusing on the pleasure the stretch provides you.

“Let me look at her, hyung,” Seungmin says, his voice covered in an edge you can’t quite place.

You let your eyes flutter open, moans tumbling freely out of your mouth as you look at Seungmin. He was at an important meeting, you aren’t too sure for what, but he was still wearing his smart clothes. They were so different from his every day sweats, and although you loved him in anything he wore, there was something particularly beautiful about Seungmin wearing tight fitting dress pants and a fashionable cardigan.

You wanted him to rip his clothes off.

“I knew you’d like the tail hyung got us,” Seungmin smirks, his eyes drinking in your outfit before settling on your lips, “knew you wanted it in every hole.”

“Seung,” you let out, ears growing warm at his accusation.

“I’m wrong?” You don’t answer, “our dirty little pet doesn’t like how hyung is fucking her ass right now?”

You moan as Minho makes a point of adding a second finger at that exact moment.

“Stretching you so well,” Seungmin mumbles, looking behind your back at Minho’s actions, “your holes were made for this.”

You reach out for Seungmin’s hand, pulling him closer to you, and he laces your fingers together as he sits down beside you.

“You bought the cutest set, Seungminnie,” Minho says, as he watches Seungmin’s fingers run over the lace.

“You chose the cutest tail,” he returns.

“I-I’m ready,” you sigh, “I want it in me.”

“She’s said that so many times already,” Minho reports, “she really wants it.”

“You want your collar, too?” Seungmin asks, sweetly.

“Yes, please,” you try your hardest not to sound too desperate, but the way they both laugh at you makes you think you failed.

Seungmin plants a soft kiss on your cheek before he looks around for the collar, and when he finds it somewhere on the bed he shakes it around. The little bell rattles around with a small repetitive dingdingding. Seungmin smirks.

“Oh, this is gonna be so fucking hot,” he chuckles, eyes lighting up.

Minho slips his fingers out slowly, kissing your shoulder as he tells you he thinks you’re ready now. You nod. You have no idea if he stretched you wide enough, but you don’t care. You just want them to start already.

You watch as Minho grabs the tail from the fluffy side, dowsing the plug side with lube before he looks up at you. The cautious look is back in his eyes, and he hesitates, but once he sees your blown pupils and quick breaths he leans forward.

He circles the plug around your hole a few times, letting you get used to the coolness of the lube (unlike Seungmin) before slowly pushing it inside you. He pulls it out, then back in—in out, in out, before it slips all the way inside you with a loud moan.

“Oh, my god,” you sigh, “feels so tight.”

Seungmin runs a hand up and down your thighs. Minho starts playing with the fluffy ends of the tail. You can hear him giggling.

“It’s okay, bunny?” Minho asks when you fall silent.

You nod, clenching your fists tightly to stop yourself from touching your clit and derailing the whole evening. Your senses are on fire, the tightness of the plug causing your walls to flutter repeatedly. You try to focus on your boyfriends, who are looking at you curiously.

“I have so many things I wanna do to you, bubs,” Seungmin says, “you’re good to let me ruin you?”

“Please, Seungmin,” you groan, “ruin me as much as you want.”

He chuckles. “Let’s get you dressed, yeah?”

He opens up the collar, watching you slowly as he secures it in place. He locks it on the first loop, the loosest option, and kisses you softly.

Minho runs his hands through your hair, delicately pulling it up into a ponytail as he pushes it away from your face. You aren’t sure when he got the hair tie, but he’s delicate with it, even pulling out a few strands from the side like how you always do.

“Thank you,” you say, surprised.

“So it doesn’t get in the way,” he explains. Your heart skips a beat, understanding they must’ve discussed what they wanted to do tonight beforehand, leaving it as a surprise for you.

Seungmin leans over your shoulder, kissing Minho’s lips messily, before the older pushes him off.

“Youngest first,” Minho says, pointing at the box at the edge of the room where the rest of the toys came from.

Seungmin gets up from the bed, grabbing a matching pink leash out of the box.

He secures the leash onto the collar, giving the handle to Minho before he steps back.

He opens the button on his pants.

You watch as he lets them fall onto the floor, pooling around his feet, along with his boxers.

His cock stands against his stomach at full hardness already, and you swallow tightly.

“Kim Seungmin,” Minho grumbles impatiently, “shirt off. We wanna see all of you.”

Seungmin rolls his eyes but acquiesces, chucking his shirt to the side.

“He’s so pretty,” you voice out loud.

“I know,” Minho agrees, reaching his fingers towards Seungmin's stomach. He runs them up and down the soft skin, and you watch fascinated as small goosebumps rise on the skin of his thighs.

“Minho,” you let out breathless, “I wanna bite him.”

Minho laughs, almost evilly. “I think you should.”

“Yeah?” You blink at Minho.

He nods. “You know how much our boy likes that kinda thing. Do what you want, bunny. I’ll pull you back if I want to, right?”

Your eyes move towards Minho’s hand, thick veins accenting his knuckles as the bright pink leash sits securely in his hands. You clench your thighs together.

Minho grabs one of the pillows and drops it to the floor, right at Seungmin’s feet.

“Down, pet,” Seungmin commands. You have to hold back a moan.

You slowly move onto the floor, knees comfortably sitting on top of the pillow Minho provided. Each small movement nudges the plug inside you—you feel so dizzy with want, with excitement, you aren’t sure you’re even in your own body.

But knowing Minho is holding onto you, connected to him by pink leather, puts you at ease. Minho would never let anything happen to you, and Seungmin would kiss you better if it ever did.

You get into position, holding onto Seungmin’s soft thighs.

“Open,” Seungmin orders, running his thumb across your chin. You open your mouth, instinctively sticking your tongue all the way out as you get comfortable on your knees.

Seungmin laughs at you, shaking his head softly.

“You were waiting to do that, huh?” He says, lowly.

You nod your head, and the bell around your neck starts clicking.

“Such a pathetic girl,” Seungmin whispers, “letting hyung stick a fucking tail in your ass? And you liked it?”

“I liked it so much, Seung,” you whine, “it feels so nice.”

“You didn’t even thank hyung,” Seungmin points out.

You feel a small tug at your collar, so you turn around towards Minho. He’s lying back, hand tucked beneath his head again, his black t-shirt showing off his arms beautifully.

“Thank you, Minho,” you say.

“For what?” Seungmin pushes.

“Thank you for fucking my ass with the tail,” you choke out, heat running up and down your entire body.

Minho doesn’t say anything, but you see his knuckles tighten around the leash.

Your chin is tugged harshly as Seungmin turns your head back towards him, smiling wickedly at you.

“Good pet,” he says, “now I’m gonna fuck a different hole of yours. And you’re not going to stop until hyung pulls you off, yeah?”

“Yes,” you sigh, “please.”

You feel Minho’s hand rub up and down your shoulder, as he plants a small kiss on your temple.

He grabs your hand, holding one of your fingers up.

“One finger means green,” he explains, kissing your knuckle. Then he holds up your second finger, “two means yellow,” then he unravels your whole hand so all your fingers are pointing upwards. He kisses your open palm before saying, “five fingers means red. Can you do that for us, bunny?”

“I can’t speak?” You ask after Minho gives you a small kiss.

“You’re allowed to,” Minho says, “but he’s gonna fuck your throat so you probably won’t be able to.”

You clench around the air, shifting on top of your knees.

You nod, fingers tingling at the idea before you look up at Seungmin.

His cock is bright red already, the head glistening slightly. You want to taste him.

You squeeze his thighs, making a point of using your nails, and he lets out a soft groan.

“Our pet has sharp claws, huh?” Minho chuckles.

You lean forward, planting a few kisses around his hip bone before you scrap your teeth against the skin.

Seungmin lets out a high pitch sigh.

“She bites, too,” Minho hums.

“Want more,” Seungmin groans as you bite him again, sucking on the skin before you lick over the small indents from your teeth.

Minho sinks his fingers into your roots, scraping against the nape of your neck with his blunt nails. You barely notice it when he guides your head further down Seungmin’s body.

Minho pushes your face against Seungmin’s pelvis, your nose brushing against the thick stubble. You kiss anywhere your lips can reach—but you can’t ignore the heat coming from his cock any longer.

Slowly, you lick the tip once and then twice and then Seungmin hisses, “take it all, pet. Come on.”

You do as you’re told, letting your jaw drop slack as you slip as much of it inside your mouth as you can.

The height isn’t exactly perfect for your current task, so you try to make up for it, lifting up on your knees to make up for Seungmin’s long legs.

Minho notices, and when he does, he tugs on the leash just enough so that you start struggling against his grip. He’s trying to push you back down to the floor.

The lower you are, the harder it is to fit all of Seungmin’s length inside your mouth but the more you try to lift up—the harder Minho tugs on your leash.

Your thighs are starting to shake.

As a distraction you focus on fluttering your tongue against Seungmin, sucking harder around his warm cock as the salty taste takes over your thoughts.

You want him closer, you want more, and when you drag your body towards him your pussy rubs just right against the pillow you’re sitting on.

You moan around him, and Seungmin throws his head back from the vibrations. Minho tugs on your leash in warning.

“Don’t even think about it,” he says.

Obviously, you do it again.

“Up,” he orders, “on your knees, up.”

You lift yourself up, struggling to sit up on your knees, but thankfully it’s much easier to control what you’re doing that way.

When you start finding your pace, head bobbing up and down freely, Minho tugs on the leash so quickly you lose your breath for a moment or two.

Once the collar isn’t digging into your throat as much you try to breathe in, but Seungmin holds your head in place.

“Such a warm hole for me,” he mumbles, “you don’t need to breathe, right?”

You look up at him, blinking away tears as you breathe in quickly through your nose.

He tugs at your ponytail until his dick falls out of your mouth. You gasp in as much air as you can.

“What do you like more, slut, breathing or my cock?”

“Your cock,” you say, embarrassingly fast, “it’s better than anything else.”

“God, you’ve gone entirely dumb,” Seungmin mocks, eyes narrowed at you.

You nod, the bell rings along with your movements. “Keep going, Seungmin. You said you’d ruin me, please fucking ruin me.”

“Hyung,” he whines, “I’m gonna cum all over her fucking face like this.”

At that Minho grabs you from behind, small hands covering your head as he guides you back onto Seungmin’s cock. You quickly swallow him in, getting used to the weight of him in your mouth again.

You grab onto his thighs for support, making sure to dig your nails into the skin again. As you let go of any control you have, you allow Minho to push your head up and down, up and down, while Seungmin gets louder and louder.

You bring your hands onto his stomach, scratching five long lines on each side from his hips to his thighs.

Seungmin keens.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” he starts chanting, “do it-do that, do that again.”

Minho runs his hand down Seungmin’s back, scratching harshly as Seungmin lets out his loudest moan yet.

“Make her choke on my cum, make her choke on it, fuck fuck fuck—“

Minho shoves your head down until your nose is flush against Seungmin’s pelvis. You look for air anywhere you can but there isn’t much. The tip is so deep inside your throat you’re sure it can be seen clearly through your neck, but neither of them can see anything when you’re pressed flush against Seungmin.

A moment or two of nothing but Seungmin’s moans and you gagging, and then the salty taste gets stronger and his cum fills your throat in a sudden gush and Minho pulls you off in a matter of seconds.

You don’t even open your eyes, too overwhelmed by the speed of it all, focusing all your efforts on making up for the lack in your lungs without actually choking on your boyfriend’s cum.

Once you recover enough you remember to swallow what’s left in your mouth, the rest spilled all over you and the pillow and your brand new pink lace.

You feel a hand on your chin, cleaning you up, and when you open your eyes Minho’s looking you up and down seriously.

“How are we doing?”

“Green,” you practically moan, “keep going, I’m not done.”

“Calm down,” Seungmin chuckles, sitting on the edge of the bed, “you sucked my soul out.”

You grin at that, pride filling your chest at the state he’s in.

His chest is covered in a sheer layer of sweat, bangs sticking to his forehead even though he styled them away from his face today—and his cheeks are bright pink. There’s scratches all down his thighs; you imagine his back doesn’t look any better. He can barely keep his eyes open, still breathing in and out with effort.

“You’re so fucking hot like this, Seung,” you groan, “please, I can go again.”

“I can’t,” he falls on his back, covering his face with his arm as his chest raises up and down rapidly. “Leave me alone.”

You look up at Minho, eyebrows lifting in a silent plea.

“Go on,” he says, one corner of his lips lifting up into a smile, “hump his thighs.”

Seungmin groans, as if protesting, but he spreads himself on the bed until he looks comfortable. Then, he lifts his arm away from his eyes.

He licks his lips and you notice his breathing has settled down slightly. He doesn’t move, barely reacts as you climb onto his thigh and drag your cunt over the soft skin.

You groan as the damp fabric rubs against your folds.

There’s a constant ding ding ding from the bell, the sound spurring you on to go faster and faster.

“You did so well,” Minho praises, “and you’re so eager to do more. You have to cum for us first as a reward for all your hard work.”

You nod, “yeah, thank you. Thank you, Minho.”

“Like when you train a puppy to do tricks,” Seungmin explains, “we’re gonna let you cum as your treat.”

You whine at his words, dragging your hips back and forth at an aching pace.

“Show off your tail, baby,” Minho mumbles, “looks so fucking hot when it bounces around like that.”

You can’t imagine there’s any kind of grace in your movements, far too concerned with chasing the pleasure to think of how it looks—but Minho’s eyes are frozen on your ass, completely enchanted by the fluffy white tail.

It’s only when he slaps your ass, the surprise causing you to fall forward on Seungmin’s chest, that you feel yourself on the edge of cumming. The drag of your cunt against Seungmin’s thigh and the newfound angle nudging the plug inside you just right causes your moans to get more intense, louder, more desperate.

Seungmin grabs your tits with both hands, “bubs, cum.”

He says it like a command, like all the other commands he gave you so far tonight, and your body has already learned to react to anything he says.

You instantly start shaking in his hold, tingles running all the way from your toes to the tips of your fingers as your orgasm crashes through you. You clench tightly, the plug making it all the more sweeter as you ride it out for as long as you can.

You collapse on top of Seungmin, a content hum echoing against your chest when he pulls you into a hug.

You watch as Minho lays down next to Seungmin, brushing any stray hairs that fell out of your ponytail from all your efforts. You aren’t sure when he stripped down but he’s completely naked now, and you let yourself indulge in the beautiful sight of his bare body. From his sculptured chest to his thick thighs to his gorgeous cock sitting angry and needy against his stomach.

Seungmin kisses the top of your head, then lazily kisses Minho’s cheek.

“How are you, baby?” He asks.

“So hard I could cry,” Minho chuckles.

Seungmin’s hand wraps around the base of Minho’s cock, squeezing tightly.

Minho groans loudly, the sound so different from how composed he’s been so far. You can see his desperation when he shuts his eyes tightly, mouth hanging open.

“Bunny,” he groans, “how are you?”

All you can do is lift up two fingers.

“Need more rest?” You nod.

“Don’t worry, hyung,” Seungmin says, giving Minho’s cock one full stroke, “I’ll take care of it while our baby rests.”

Seungmin holds you in one arm and uses the other to keep pumping Minho’s cock. Minho moans freely, letting himself enjoy the attention finally being on him.

You know he prefers giving when it’s the three of you, and especially when you decide to try one of your own kinks, but he still loves when the attention is on him—and who wouldn’t love one of Seungmin’s big hands all over them?

No more than thirty seconds pass before you decide you’ve rested enough.

“Let me sit on it,” you mumble out, “want his cock in me.”

“She still sounds so desperate,” Seungmin hums, “we can all barely move but she’s still hungry for cock.”

Minho smiles lazily, grabbing at the leash and pulling you towards him.

You aren’t very graceful when you climb over to his side but you have to do it quickly, the collar already pressing down on your windpipe.

Minho helps you settle on his thighs. You notice just how much bigger they are than Seungmin’s when the stretch in your thigh deepens from the prolonged positioned you’re in.

He pushes your ruined underwear to the side while guiding his cock towards your entrance. He nudges the tip against your clit, spreading all your wetness on his cock before he easily slips it inside you.

It feels tighter than usual, the plug sitting snug right by his cock, and you can cum from the thought alone.

“You two look so good together,” Seungmin mumbles, cupping his balls. With his other hand, he brushes Minho’s hair out of his eyes. “I’m so in love with you two.”

Minho thrusts up, hard, surprising a squeal out of you.

“Oh my god,” Minho groans, “tell him if he says that again I’ll cum.”

“Seungie,” you start, and Minho instantly picks up his pace, practically drilling into you from below, “S-Seungie, tell Minho how, fuck, how much you love him.”

“Shut up,” Minho warns, snapping the leash. You clench as your breath hitches, but that doesn’t stop you.

You wrap your hands around Seungmin’s cock, at full hardness again already, and start lazily stroking him.

He bites his plump lip, blinking slowly at the pair of you.

“Fuck, I love you two so much,” he groans. You pump him faster.

Your coordination is awful, and Minho’s thrusts keep jolting you around, and all three of you can barely move but neither one of you will stop.

It should be awkward. You think it’s nothing less than perfect.

“Hyungie is the best boyfriend I could’ve asked for, and you’re the best girlfriend. It’s like I have the entire world here with me when we’re together. I’m so lucky you two are mine,”

You feel Minho’s dick twitching inside you.

“Say it again,” you whine, “fuck, Seung, I love you.”

He sits up enough to kiss you firmly on the lips, and it’s one too many things to focus on so you don’t think you do a good job of it at all.

You try to put all your energy on Seungmin’s cock, knowing Minho is controlling his own pace well enough, but Seungmin already came tonight and your hand isn’t fast enough.

Still, “Seungmin, I love you so much,” Minho moans. “Fuck, I love you both with my entire heart.”

“Minho,” you whine, not used to him saying things like that so desperately.

“Hyungie,” Seungmin says as he pulls him in for a kiss, “you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

The three of you start breathing desperately, all broken moans and messy kisses.

“I need you two like I need air,” Seungmin says.

“I couldn’t breathe without either one of you,” Minho agrees.

“Fuck,” you gasp out as Seungmin pushes the tail deeper inside you, “I need you two, I need you two more than anything.”

“I’m gonna cum,” Minho warms.

“Min, I love you,” you kiss him, “cum for us, Min, wanna feel you so close inside me.”

“M-me too,” Seungmin groans, “gonna cum, too.”

You can’t be the only one left out, and so you quickly start rubbing your clit in figure-eights with your free hand. It’s a mess of movements and an unsynchronized chorus of moans—but soon the three of you are all hit with it at the same time.

Minho gets there first, and it’s a domino reaction when Seungmin notices his boyfriend cumming inside his girlfriend, and your body reacts to the pair of them slowly after.

Minho carefully guides you off his thighs, ignoring the mess between your legs and the way it’s slipping out of your cunt and all over the bed.

He unlocks the leash, opens the collar and throws it off to the side somewhere. He only needs one hand to do so, and you can’t suppress the moan that leaves you from the sight of it. Luckily, they don’t think much of it as the three of you are all still sensitive.

Minho slowly, and with a few reassuring words, slips the plug out as well.

The pair of them rub over your neck and your sore thighs and your exhausted wrist. Minho takes a bit of water and washes over your neck to make sure your skin doesn’t get too irritated and then he makes sure to give you what little is left in the water bottle to drink. Everything still tastes of Seungmin, though.

After a few minutes Minho settles down against your chest, reaching a hand to hold onto Seungmin’s hips.

You’re sandwiched so closely together you might actually stop breathing soon—somehow it’s still not close enough.

“Kim Seungmin,” Minho mumbles, eyes closed, “since when do you get sappy during sex?”

“Wasn’t my fault,” he mumbles sleepily back, “I was overwhelmed. I truly meant it all.”

“Of course you did,” Minho says, as if stating a fact. “There’s a lot of things I’m unsure of, but what the three of us have together isn’t one of them.”

“If you guys don’t shut up I’ll start crying,” you threaten.

Minho kisses your cheek. Seungmin kisses your shoulder.

“You mean the world to me, bubs,” Seungmin mumbles.

“I will cry,” you groan.

“Fine, I hate you. Happy?” Seungmin chuckles.

You giggle at him, “I hate you, too.”

“Why are you two so annoying?” Minho smiles, big and content. You kiss his cheek softly.

It’s sweaty in your three way hug, and you’re still sticky all over, and your throat is on fire from thirst. But still, you don’t move yet, entirely content with being wrapped all around the two of them, unsure of where you end and they begin. It’s fitting like that, you think to yourself, being so close together your breath easily turns into theirs.

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what do you think is the most skz would make you do by exploiting your praise kink???

mdni 18+ | fem!reader, cockwarming, exhibitionism, more prolly

chan - super subtle remarks! what happens between you and him in the bedroom is personal and he respects you way too much to do anything humiliating. but a few 'you're the best baby' there and a 'aww who's my favorite girl?' here has never hurt nobody

minho - oh hell yeah, he's using that to his advantage. loves seeing you blush n squirm. hits you with the 'no one knows what a good girl you are for me, hm?' when he standing behind you and likes to hint at it to his members like 'she won't mind, she's a good listener'

changbin - does it by accident. he's just so used to praising you all the time that when you do something he likes, he'll rub your head or hum in your ear about how much he loves you and you just melt. if he's trying to get his way, he'll nuzzle his face into your neck and say 'wanna be good for me? do this' and how can you say no

hyunjin - he always praises you, honestly. with compliments, gestures, gifts. you always feel like a good girl with hyunjin, and he totally loves how infatuated you are with him and he you. he does it 24/7 like changbin, expect it's totally on purpose. 'my sweet angel, can you just sit on it til they leave?' and even if all his members are there you'll lift your skirt just enough with blushing cheeks.

han - little shit tbh, he likes to do it because it pisses you off. seeing you get all flustered with a scowl makes him so giddy and horny at the same time. 'don't make that face, you're a good girl, remember?' and yes you want to listen BUT you also want to slap that smile off his face in a loving way

felix - a praise kink with his deep voice? oh he is absolutely taking advantage of that. he totally acts like he does it by accident, but it's not. tracing his fingers over your legs to watch you shift in your seat, saying 'stay still and let me touch you for a little'. even if every touch makes you gush, he can't really help himself

seungmin - oh he's mean. whispering in your ear and gripping your hips. he loves how obedient you are no matter what. his friends could be over and all he has to do is pat his lap and you're happily perched on it. 'put on a show for our company, okay?' and you're getting on your knees while seungmin and his friends coo at you about how good you are <3

i.n - totally oblivious to how it affects you. he loves kissing your cheek every time you do something good and complimenting your outfits and he just smiles at your shy expression. he knows you like it, but not that much. he hits you with the 'you look so pretty, baby' and you're thinking about his fingers deep inside you for the rest of the day. he doesn't know the power he has over you yet

not profread lol

#smut #skz smut #stray kids smut #stray kids #skz #skz hard hours #skz hard thoughts #poly!skz #bangchan #minho #changbin #hyunjin #han #lee felix #seungmin #jeongin

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nooo it’s ok 🫶🏼🫶🏼 QUIETLY WAS AMAZING THO I LOVED ITTT BTW

thank yyoouuuuu <3333

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I was too immersed

ipegchangbin, in the years since our last night together (lovely night by the way), i’ve reminisced often.

lovers, bodies touching on park benches, bated breath, curious hands. remember the orchard where you clutched my youth? the warm nights with love in our eyes? the grapefruit moon, the red fish in the water, your perfume, my last gift to you; a simple blushed peach. it all seems shortsighted now but i hold it close to my heart.

anyways, i had a dream the other day i had to lock myself in the bathroom during a holiday to jerk off non stop and i just couldn’t cum no matter how hard i tried, it was more like a nightmare.

can we discuss sweet changbin waking up in tears with ruined underwear after such a dream, unwavering need to hump his lover’s body beside him and play with his pussy until your cock/hands/mouth/whatever you want, grants his unabating wish to cum and spray his sweet release everywhere, and then retreat back to honeyed slumber and saccharine dreams with a smile on his dearest sleeping visage, most innate cravings quenched into next week.

love,

your fruitcake.

beloved dai fruitcakebin,

i remember you. of course i do. how could i forget, love? whenever i see peaches, i think of you and the blessed hand that gifted it to me; yours, the scent of your person still lingering as i browse grocery aisles that aren’t the same as the night we spent together. who would i be to forget you?

now about your dream…

🏷️ sub!boypussy!changbin. dom!gn!reader. cunnilingus (changbin receiving).

as sweet as his dreams are, changbin can’t help himself as he’s glued to your warmth on the bed. in his head, all he sees is the impression of your teeth revealing themselves into a menacing smile as he’s held in his seat with no physical restraints; just you, your hands, unforgivingly fingering his pretty pink pussy.

it’s too much yet not enough, your fingers — undoubtedly yours, felt by the texture and length and width — curling inwards and outwards in a way that keeps changbin’s release so close yet so far. in his head, he wants to go; in reality, he simply humps your leg, whimpering slightly in his sleep.

he grunts in real life, but in his dreamscape he’s begging for you with no clear intention. he doesn’t want it to stop but he doesn’t want to keep going without cumming. you take notice of his sweet noises in your hazy slumber-turned-wake, firstly noticing the sensation of something wet on your thigh.

his cunt oozes cream and wetness as he nears his orgasm: you devilishly stop him from cumming as your fingers harshly pull out of his cunt.

changbin wakes up with a high pitched whimper.

“y/n,” he cries out gently, clutching onto your arm. “can’t sleep.”

“mmm, can’t sleep or can’t cum?” you respond.

changbin’s eyes widen before darting down to the mess he’s making on your leg. his precum seeps through his underwear and makes it down to your thigh. you could feel his cunt pulsating, aching with pure desire chasing for you.

so you clench your thigh, watching changbin writhe by your side.

“was i noisy?” he asks adorably.

“a little, but i don’t mind.”

you take a handful of changbin’s love handles, revealed by his ridden-up shirt, allowing him to inch closer to your warmth. he responds with a roll of his hips, beady eyes returning to his wet dream as he keeps going, but you allow him to use your body.

the thing is, you don’t allow him release.

as if he’s back to his dream, your fingers find his cunt again and you rub circles on his clit. the fat bud reacts instantly, quivering as he gushes his wetness onto you. a whine escapes his luscious lips, but he attempts to muffle the next moan by kissing your neck.

you laugh with closed eyes as you squeeze his hip with your free hand.

“my lovely changbin, did you dream of this?”

“yes…” changbin’s eyes tear up and sparkle.

“you didn’t cum, right?”

he nods, gulping.

“want me to make you cum?”

changbin clamps his needy legs around yours, squeezing his cunt right on top of your fingers. he waits impatiently for you to respond but you simply giggle.

“well, i’ll make you cum after i play with you for a bit, yeah?”

he whines but takes it obediently. you always love this about him: he remains a good boy even when he grows desperate and impatient. the contrast makes your heart jump, so you don’t mind when he asks for more. he’s too adorable, with his cheeks puffed, ears beet red, eyelashes wet with tears, and a cunt leaking and aching to be loved.

one finger pushes his underwear aside. you slip two fingers inside his pussy and changbin moans fully.

rolling his body to slot himself onto your curves, changbin resists the urge to grind onto your leg and hand. he whines your name with hitches in his breath. it’s only then that you notice how hard he grips your arm but it’s never enough to squeeze. he loves that you love him.

so you pump your fingers slowly into his cunt. a wet noise follows your calculated actions, the sound of sin echoing through the bedroom as changbin feels everything. he pulses on your cunt and gushes even in the smallest of strokes. it’s only two fingers, but the chub of his pussy lips sucks you into his tight walls in waves of pleasure.

“relax.” you slowly detach from changbin’s grasp, making him clench around your fingers to signal you to stop. you raise an eyebrow at him.

“changbin, i said relax.”

he instantly unclenches and a small flood of wetness follows. his arms loosen around your body, allowing you space to move as you wish.

“can i taste my binnie? wanna see your pretty pussy,” you suggest.

the taste of his cunt is a drug that you can’t get enough of. it’s a taste that’s savory and sweet, only enhanced by the look of his folds against the curls of his pubic hair. his pussy lips are sensitive to the point that kitten licks get him to cum, and his clit appears only once he’s aroused enough — much like a flower blooming. he’s so gorgeous and he tastes like heaven.

so you motion yourself down on him, opening his legs, slotting your mouth on top of his pussy.

“y/n!” this time, he fully cries. “please! i’ll cum!”

“isn’t that what you want?” you ask, leaning your cheek against his thigh. “i’ll give it to you if you give yourself to me.”

changbin sniffs back his next cry, opting to nod in response. at that, your tongue immediately licks a stripe down his cunt. changbin instinctively closes his legs, caging your head onto his pussy.

he cums a little bit once your tongue licks back up and finds his clit, but neither of you think nothing of it once your lips attach onto it and suck.

he writhes, whining your name, one hand holding the pillow behind his head while the other grabs you by your hair. he’s still gentle with it but he pulls you closer onto his cunt, letting you savor the taste of his leaking cum while you keep going. the ache only gets worse when you cup his inner thigh with one hand, while two fingers of his other hand find his needy hole again.

guiding themselves back, his tight hole reopens for you as you pump two fingers in with the same speed in which you suck his clit. changbin’s tears fall down his heated cheeks as you fuck his wetness and cum in and out. you slowly add one more digit into his tight hole, the difference making it tighter. changbin wails and squirms lightly, soft belly bouncing as he rolls his hips onto your head.

release builds and builds until it almost explodes — your mouth pops out of his clit.

“cum all over my mouth binnie.”

you lick his cunt once, twice. then your fingers curl to his limit, then his sweet spot, then before you know it, he squirts.

shock washes over changbin as he sprays his release onto your mouth and hand. even the sheets beneath you both get wet. but before apologies reel in, you lick up his release and finger his cunt more until he creams this time.

at this point, changbin’s a sobbing mess.

he wails for comfort only to be greeted by a kiss on the cunt and a hug around his belly.

“did so good for me,” you say, licking your lips.

the warmth of your body hugging him calms changbin. his breath stabilizes slightly as you pat his hips. you readjust your position after a minute passes, just you and him slowing your adrenalines down.

you invite changbin to hug you in the same position you both started, only now, you both are messes that smell like sweat, cum, and love.

another minute goes by and changbin snores, drooling on your chest, cum oozing out of his pussy as he returns to deep, satisfied slumber.

#holy shit #not me reading this in the kitchen

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is there going to be a pt 2 to ‘quietly’ ? 😋

ahh I don't think so :(( forgive me

#ask!skz

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ok but binnie’s cute chubby little cock being the perfect size for your mouth. like i wanna just sit and warm him with my mouth while he works idk

thinking abt his soft cock kinda just made my leg twitch btw like feeling him harden on your tongue?!?! he is the perfect size for your mouth, soft or hard, but when he’s hard it’s a stretch because of how thick he is. such a nice mouthful <3 he loves when u cockwarm him and of course he loves when you suck his pretty cock, but he won’t be able to concentrate at all if he’s working!!! he’s got a hand in your hair and is staring dazedly at the computer screen with his lips parted. he can’t focus on anything other than his bunny’s sweet mouth <3

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bandgie · 6 days

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adding handsomely-er to my dictionary it made me giggle unexpectedly when i saw it lmao i loved it

lmaooo sometimes making up words is the way to go

#ask!bandgie

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bandgie · 6 days

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eiffel tower (v.) in this context means one guy is behind, and the one is getting head and then they high five

makes it look like the tower apparently 😭 not my thing (I'm not the one sensing the ask) but thought I'd explain 💖

OHHHH thank you! I just thought it was slang for fucked lmaoo

#ask!bandgie

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hiii! :-) i love ur work and i had an idea about seungmin x reader x jeongin …

like how they’re your neighbours and one night they make too much noise and you go next door to complain abt it and some how now ur getting eiffel towered by them😭…

thanks for reading my ask aha :3

omg I have no idea what eiffel towered means BUT this so juicy

MDNI 18+ | gn!reader, hand/blowjob, 3some, weed

I like to imagine them throwing parties, playing obnoxiously loud music, having the cops called on them for 'disturbing the peace,' but none of it seems to work for those two. All they have to do is smile handsomely and pay the officer even handsomely-er to get out of any real trouble

you've had to up to here up with them

banging on their front door that's only drowned out by the music. and when they do open the door, you're terribly greeted with the smell of weed that makes you wrinkle your nose.

you're yelling, pointing your finger at their chests angrily to keep it down. they smile, too stoned to fully understand how angry you are. 'just relax. here, try this.' and seungmin holds a joint to you. you're tempted to smack the roll out of his hand, but one thing leads to another and you're sitting on the couch with them, giggling and passing the blunt wondering how you could ever be mad again.

you tell them you shouldn't have yelled, that you're stressed with everyone going on and they listen as empathetically as they can. smoothing the hair from your face so your red eyes can look into theirs, and suddenly you're swapping tongues with both of them.

you're not really sure when their pants fell to their ankles or when you got onto your knees, but you don't question it when you take jeongin in your mouth, stroking seungmin with your free hand before swapping cocks. it feels nice to suck on something while your mind is hazy, to feel their fingers brush the features of your face while they groan and praise you...

maybe they aren't such bad neighbors after all

no idea if handsomely-er is a word but it is now

#smut #skz smut #poly!skz #seungmin!#jeongin!#skz x gn reader #skz drabble #skz hard thoughts #skz hard hours

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I noticed that stays go crazy for pink and green being together at first I was like "damn I didn't know stays like Cosmo and Wanda that much" but I just found out it's actually minsung oops

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PLEASE OMG LISTEN TO THIS PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE I just got an ask with a 14 yr old asking to chat like GIRL I am OLD (21) and I write explicit shit DO NOT FOLLOW/INTERACT WITH ME IF YOU A MINOR OR WHATEVER NONONO

hiii just a reminder to put your age in your bio or pinned post because I frequently look through my followers to verify ages! if you don't have any type of age indictor (idc if its specific) your ass is getting respectfully blocked!!

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Not really an ask but I wanted to send you the link for that ot8 skz tattoo au

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54775528

link!

OMG THANK YOU I guess there's two different ones cuz this one is different from the one I bookmarked?? anywho the more the merrier thankssss

#thank you the-black-foxxxx ily #ask!skz

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Woah

kinktober !

kink: edgeplay

pairing: bang chan x afab!reader

warnings: masturbation, ruined orgasms, slight orgasm control, unprotected sex, dom!chan

this used to be something you enjoyed from time to time. every now and then you’d get yourself comfortable in bed, search through your twitter bookmarks or your favorite seedy website, maybe listen to some erotica if you were in the mood, and have at it. most of the time you just craved the release, but ever so often you craved something more. you’d edge for a while, denying yourself once or twice or even three times before you just couldn’t hold it anymore, cumming hard on your fingers and taking at least a thirty minute breather before climbing out of bed and into the shower.

after you started sleeping with chan, your little edging sessions started to change, and you know why. chan’s a tease. he always ends up giving you what you want, but he takes his time with you. he wants to see you writhing and desperate for him, and that dimpled smirk has you whipped in the best of ways. you’ve never felt better than when you’re with chan, and that’s why you do things differently now. you’re just trying to replicate that feeling you get when you’re in bed with him, no big deal. you still watch your usual porn, but each time you edge it gets a little longer, a little longer. one, two, three times of bringing yourself to the brink of orgasm becomes five, ten. you couldn’t make yourself reach twenty… right?

touching yourself, edging yourself, becomes one of your favorite things to do when you’re on your own. you honestly didn’t think it could get any better, that is, until you tell chan about it.

“how many times can you go?” chan asks. you’ve been on the phone for a while now, and you can hear him settling into bed for the night. you wish you were with him, but you’ll see him tomorrow.

“um, i think… ten. yeah, ten. ten’s the most i’ve been able to handle until i just can’t make myself stop.” you bite your lip. just talking about this with him is getting you worked up.

“and it’s- you like it, yeah?”

“yeah, like it so much.”

chan gives an over-dramatic groan, so loud you hear changbin knock on their shared wall. you cover your mouth when you laugh, and chan giggles too.

��that’s… that’s so fucking hot i don’t know what to do with myself,” chan says. you can’t see him but you know he has his arm thrown over his eyes. “have you, uh. touched… today? touched yourself?”

you haven’t. “no, but i want to. ‘m so fucking horny, channie. just- just talking about it is making me want to.”

“let’s… mm. let’s play a game, baby. you said ten, yeah? how ‘bout when we hang up you go for eleven? but don’t cum. wait ‘til you see me tomorrow, and channie will make you cum. that sound okay?”

you’ve never not cum after a session, never gone overnight, but it sounds so fucking hot. your cunt is throbbing at the thought, and you know it’s going to ache so good. it’ll be difficult, edging ten times had you in tears, but chan making you cum sounds better than you making yourself cum. you can do it.

“yeah, i can- i can do that, i think.”

it’s all downhill after that. you made it eleven times, but you couldn’t press your legs together for the rest of the night in fear you’d make yourself cum accidentally. chan rewarded you well the next day, and you swear that orgasm sent you to heaven and back. you’d never cum that hard before, and chan wants in.

you honestly like how needy it’s made you, and chan eats it up as well. you don’t even touch yourself normally anymore. every time you touch yourself, you’re edging, and you can go days without cumming now. it’s getting so bad that you think about it during the day, at work, in the grocery store, at dinner, and it makes your clit positively throb. it’s the first thing you do when you get home, so desperate that you don’t even make it to your bedroom. you’re shoving your pants and underwear halfway down your thighs and squatting in front of the door, fingers quickly finding your clit and rub rub rubbing with your bag and keys strewn on the floor.

that all too familiar warmth is spreading in your lower belly, and your hand flies away before you can cum, but that doesn’t stop your hips from bucking into the air desperately. you throw your head back against the door as you catch your breath, finally moving from your squat to sit fully on the floor. when the warmth in your stomach is gone, you’re touching your clit again to edge one more time before deciding you really need to text chan.

can i cum

plsplspls

so horny channie

you know he’s at the studio today and has been since early in the morning. maybe… maybe he won’t see your text. it might take hours, you know how his job is. you’ve decided that you wouldn’t really mind if he didn’t text you back when your phone dings. do you want him to say yes, or do you want him to say no?

Hmm… hahaha

What day is it..? 5 now?

U don’t wanna wait til u see me?

honestly that’s… he’s got a point. it’s always better when chan makes you cum anyways.

U can cum baby

5 days is a long time!

five days is a long time to go without cumming, especially after edging multiple times every single day, but what does two more days matter? you crave his permission, but you crave his touch even more.

i can wait

until i see you

Yeah??

2 more days then baby

Imma make u cum so hard

Soz.. gtg now. Busy

Love you so much hehe

you give yourself a minute before rising to your feet and pulling your pants back up. you wince when you feel the wetness that’s soaked your thighs, and you waddle to your room to wipe yourself down and change into your pajamas. not before edging yourself just one more time though. it’s too good, and you’re too addicted to stop. the thought crosses your mind that it’s damn near turned you into a whore; you’re not even ashamed as you kneel on the floor, resting your cheek on the edge of your bed and rubbing your clit again. you spread your legs as far as they’ll go in that position, and your tongue lolls out of your mouth before you can stop it.

what would chan think of you if he were here? just the imagery has you humping against your hand faster. would he come up behind you and pull your hair? back you up so you’re sitting on the toe of his boot-clad foot and make you edge yourself that way? does he let you cum at all? the possibilities are endless.

chan does make you cum on your seventh day of edging, but he teases you when he’s done.

“i dunno if you even wanna cum anymore, i think you just like being my needy baby.”

you whine at that, curled against his naked and flushed chest like a cat, but you don’t deny it.

chan wraps his arm around your shoulder to pull you closer and uses his other hand to rub at your sensitive clit again. “what if i start telling you no, huh? i wanna see how desperate you can get. you’re such a cute little edge slut for me, i kinda think you’d like it… being told no. what if i just…”

his sentence cuts off, but you’re still humping his hand. you’re so close you can taste it, but chan has other plans. the second you start to cum, chan pulls his hand away from your clit and you squeal. your hand flies to your pussy to keep the stimulation going, but chan’s quick to grab it and pin it to your side. he’s ruthless; your legs snap shut and you thrust against that tight squeeze, but he’s too fast and pries your legs back open.

you’re crying as your orgasm is ruined by chan, and he’s pressing gentle kisses to your cheek. this is something you’ve only felt before on accident, like when your toy runs out of battery right when you start to cum. you’ve talked about this with him though, and you knew he wanted to try and ruin an orgasm for you ever since he found out about how much you like to edge.

“shh, shh baby love. see? you don’t really wanna cum, do you? edging this pussy feels so much better.”

that sticks with you so much that it seeps into your dreams. you wake up in the morning humping your duvet, or chan’s thigh when you’re with him, and ruin your own orgasm before you can even think about what you’re doing. it’s so unsatisfying, and you know chan’s right, you might as well just stick to edging your little cunt instead. that’s what you’re good at, not making yourself cum.

soon you stop thinking about cumming at all. it’s making you dumb, and chan loves it. you’re his pretty little toy. he’s found you several times in various places around your house, edging yourself with your tongue out and drooling all over yourself. he’s even found you with your legs spread in front of your bedroom mirror, seated on the floor with glassy eyes and pruney fingers from how long you’ve been at it.

you’re not even embarrassed when he finds you; all you do is turn to him and show him your cunt. you spread your lips with your fingers, letting him see just how swollen your clit is, and edge yourself however many times he tells you to while he jerks his cock in front of you. where he cums is always up for debate. sometimes he’ll cum in your mouth, moaning loud about how sweet and warm your throat is for him. other times, he’ll cum on the floor and make you lick it all up. he’s even made you cup your hands in front of you and drink it all that way.

at this point it’s voluntary. you’re dirty, and you fucking love it. you don’t mind chan finding you in those compromising positions at all either, in fact, you like it. you want it. you want chan to see you fuck the air and slap your clit until your thighs are shaking.

you don’t even ask him permission to cum anymore. well, you do. you beg chan to let you cum, but only so he can have the satisfaction and pleasure of deciding the outcome. you don’t throw tantrums when he tells you no baby, not today. maybe tomorrow, yeah? and you already know his answer is going to be the same the next day.

it’s been about a month of no cumming. a little less than a month really, but it almost feels like it’s been years.

you’ve snuck away from your desk to edge in the bathroom that you luckily have in your personal office. the faucet’s turned on just in case you get too noisy, but thank goodness it’s almost time to leave for the day. that just means there are less people in the building to see the drool stain on your shirt when you head to your car later. you don’t need anything to get you this needy anymore, just thinking about edging has you soaking wet in no time. you’re going to spend the last thirty minutes of your workday in the bathroom touching your pussy if you don’t get a hold of yourself. thank god you brought your phone in here with you just in case.

channie

touching my clit rn feels soooo good

need to get back to work pls tell me

to be good

Hahaha hi cutie

Paws off lol

Get back to work so you can come home to me soon!!!

yes

thank u baby love usoooo much

I love you so much more

you don’t know about that, but you’ll let him have this one. you wash your hands twice and unlock your bathroom door so you can settle back in at your desk. you sit down gingerly, still too sensitive and keyed up for your own good, but you can focus on emails for the next thirty minutes until it’s time to leave. you’ll be good for chan.

the car ride to your place is just as difficult as you expected. every bump in the road you go over makes your pussy throb, and soon you’re touching yourself through your pants at each red light. when you finally make it home, your knees wobble as you walk through the door. you know chan’s here.

“channie? ‘m home!” you call, voice shaky.

“bedroom!” he calls back.

you’re shedding your clothes on the way to your room, and you’re already stark naked as you walk through the doorway of it. chan’s lounging on your bed in a pair of sweats, no shirt, and he grins at you. his dimples pop.

you don’t even make it to the bed before you’re dropping to your knees and rushing your hand between your legs to touch. your tongue lolls out of your mouth, pavlov’s dog.

“so fucking dirty, baby,” chan tells you from his post on the bed. you can hear the grin in his voice and your hand lands several smacks on your clit in response.

“y-yeah, yeah, so f-fuckin’ dirty for you.”

“that’s right. alright, come up here, you needy little thing.” chan beckons you with his hand and throws his legs over the side of the bed before reaching for you. you crawl to him, not an ounce of shame left in your body, and he helps you onto your bed. “yeah, come on. lay right here. good, ‘s good. gonna fuck you now.”

you’re fucking soaked. that’s an understatement actually, but all you know is that you’re ready for him. he spreads your legs wide and grabs the pits of your knees to push them back towards your head. you’re already moaning for him, and he’s not even got his cock out yet.

“so noisy, baby. i haven’t even done anything! you want it that bad?” chan laughs, and you nod your head frantically. “wanna cum?”

you shake your head this time. “want- want your big cock.”

“right then, take it for me. here it comes.” he’s still got his sweatpants on, but he lowers them enough to get his cock and balls out. he smacks the head on your clit a few times before sliding between your lips and grinding. he’s playing with you, eyes holding contact with yours to see your reaction. he smirks and brushes the thumb on his other hand against your bottom lip. “cutie. alright, legit this time.”

he presses inside, and it takes your breath away. you’ve been waiting for this all day; chan has too, so you just hope he feels as good as you’re feeling right now.

“sooo fuckin’ sloppy, hear that?” he drawls. he’s fucking you slow, the squelch of your cunt is prominant, but you’re nowhere near embarrassed. you lost that trait so long ago you barely even remember what it feels like. chan takes hold of your legs again and starts fucking you in earnest.

“‘m’nna touch my clit for you, channie. gonna- gonna edge on your cock.”

“yeah, yeah, fucking do it,” he grunts. your fingers are quick to make their way to your cunt, and chan’s eyes follow them there. he grabs your hand right before your fingers find their destination, but only so he can spit down onto your clit. he guides your hand back down so you can touch and hisses through his teeth when it makes you clench on his dick.

the harder chan fucks you, the louder you get. he’s stroking you just right, just right, and with your fingers playing with your sloppy clit you reach the edge quickly. you jerk your hand away from yourself and gasp, pressing your foot to chan’s chest. he slides his cock out and jerks it in his fist.

“wanna cum yet?”

“n-no, want yours,” comes your response. that seems to satisfy him, and he’s fucking back inside and picking up where he left off. your fingers find your clit again, but only for a few seconds before you jerk your hand away again. again, again, again.

“you clench so fucking tight on me every time you do that, oh my gosh,” chan moans. “edging that pussy so good. gonna make me cum inside if you keep it up.”

that sounds like a challenge. your fingers pinch at your clit once before flying away again. you’re getting so close so quick; you’ll have to be careful every time you touch. all you want is for chan to cum, and you know what he wants to hear.

“how about now?” he asks. he’s breathless with exertion, and you’re breathless from how good he’s fucking you.

“no, don’t- don’t make me cum, not- not yet! i don’t-”

“beg, come on. you know what i wanna hear, baby.” you don’t want to cum, and he’s not going to let you quite yet anyways. you love begging to cum though, just so chan has the pleasure of telling you no. he’s the boss.

“my- my pussy wants to cum so bad. please? please, da- baby, baby it’s been so long. i wanna cum for you. can i? will you please let me cum on your cock?”

that does him in, and he’s cumming inside your cunt with a moan that’s music to your ears. he presses deep inside, hips flush against you, as he cums. he pulls out after a few second and smears his last spurt of cum against your throbbing clit, smacking it with his tip lightly until you shudder. chan bends down and presses a kiss to your forehead, nose, and finally your lips before nuzzling into the skin of your chest. he kisses you once above your heart and rolls to the side to lay beside you.

chan rakes his hand through his orange hair before he snorts. “ya wanna cum now?”

you smile back at him, and your fingers travel down to your cunt again to spread his leaking cum around the swell of your clit.

“nuh-uh.”

#have I reblogged this before?? maybe idk #but I will do I now every time I see it #why didn’t I see this when I was ovulating AHHH wasted potential 😔

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