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— horror house

pairing: minho x fem!reader genre: smut, angst, enemies to lovers. content: 18+ minors dni. warnings below cut. word count: 6.2k

summary: you’re stuck in a horror house alone—your only way out is with the guy who hates your guts. halloween themed enemies to lovers with minho. pirate!minho with a lip ring included.

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day 3 ♡ changbin

⇢ pairing: changbin x fem!reader ⇢ word count: 3.6k ⇢ genre: smut, exes/enemies to lovers ⇢ kinks: hate sex ⇢ summary: everyone loves seo changbin—except you ⇢ warnings: 18+, minors dni!; protected sex, changbin is big, mentions of frats and sex as a dare, angsty sex ⇢ day 2 ♡ day 4 ⇢ masterlist ♡ kinktober masterpost ♡ updates ♡ read on AO3 ⇢ reblogs and feedback are always motivating and appreciated! ♡

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You don’t hate anyone, but if you did, Seo Changbin would be at the very top of your list. Hell, he’d be the only person on the damn thing—with good reason. Because of this, realizing you two got paired up to work together for a college fundraising event makes you want to make up a lie and get out of it. You just don’t want to deal with the guy, and the association’s president should understand, especially if you say you’re suddenly really busy with work and school and everything.

As luck would have it, Tessa, the president, texts you an hour after you find out about your new helper for the event, right when you’re plotting a good excuse.

Tess: i’m so grateful you decided to join!! everyone else is new to fundraisers (except us two) so your help will come in handy. i can’t thank you enough! <3

And just like that, your hopes of getting out of it go up in flames. You can’t let Tessa down, and the cause is more important than your hatred for the man.

The thing is, Changbin isn’t hated by many. In fact, you might be the only one around who hates his guts. He’s smart, funny, generous, some people say mature but you beg to differ, and overall a good guy. You have to disagree on that. Yeah, he may be smart and funny and generous and maybe even mature now, but he’s not a good guy.

Here’s how you know: when you first started college, you knew you should have your guards up. Most guys were just looking for sex, yadda yadda yadda. But, Changbin seemed different. He didn’t make a move on you at a party or a football game or anywhere like that. Instead, he sat down next to you in the cafeteria, told you he’d seen you around and that he’d like to get to know you better. It all seemed fairly innocent and, dare you say, cute. Just like most people do now, you fell for his charm and cute face and his personality back then.

It was easy to get lost in it with Changbin. You two went from having lunch in the cafeteria a couple of times a week to dating to having sex anywhere you could in the span of not even two months. It was almost instant on your end, the attraction, the trust. The walls you’d built up provided no defense against Changbin’s charms.

And then, one of the guys from his frat asked you out. While you two weren’t official—you weren’t even sure if you wanted to rush into a relationship your first semester in college—you didn’t really want to start hooking up with someone else. In your opinion, it was just easier to keep seeing Changbin until you made it official or things fizzled out. So, you told the guy, Seowoo, just that.

“I’m seeing someone right now, but thank you,” was what you said, verbatim.

“Who, Changbin?” Seowoo asked, snickering.

When you said yes, he laughed and shook his head. “You do know he had to fuck you to get accepted into the frat, right? You’re wasting your time with him. Think about it and let me know, the offer is still on.”

That was when you started suspecting Changbin wasn’t a good guy at all. You got your confirmation when you confronted him about it. “Is it true or not?”

“Can I tell you the whole story?” he offered, but you didn’t want to hear it. You were sure it would be the same old shit assholes like Changbin told girls they just used for their stupid little plans.

And now, he’s standing in the same room as you, for the fourth time this week, looking over the plans you’ve made for the event, double-checking the fliers. He’s wearing a tight polo shirt, tight jeans, and smells like heaven. The curls in his hair make him seem almost angelic, which is what annoys you even more than his pristine image—the dude looks like a good guy, but you know he’s just a horny little piece of shit who would do anything for his stupid little misogynistic frat.

“It would be great if you said anything to any of my plans,” Changbin mutters, making your head snap to the side so you can look at him. You just sigh and go back to the papers, firm in your decision not to talk to him. “Or you could just go back to ignoring me. Very mature of you.”

“Please tell me you are not lecturing someone on maturity,” you can’t help but say, knowing it will get this asshole’s blood to boil. After all, a guy like Seo Changbin isn’t used to people talking back to him. He’s the golden boy of the university.

“You’re not going to fucking lecture me either,” he spits the words back with a grunt. “You’re here to volunteer, not be stuck on some shit that happened years ago that you never even let me explain.”

“Explain?” You now face him, leaning back in your chair. There’s spite in your voice, you’re well aware, but somehow you don’t give a shit. Changbin knows he hurt you back then, so you don’t care if he can hear it in your voice now. “You said it was true. That’s all I needed to know.”

“Of course, because a simple yes or no gives you the whole story,” Changbin mumbles, shooting you a glare. “Besides, I could have fucking lied to you.”

“Wow, you should get a reward for not lying to my face,” you quip, making the guy tongue his cheek as he stares at you. “Besides, you did lie, Changbin, for two months.”

He scoffs, shaking his head as if you’re just unbelievable. You think you are—he never gets called out on his shit. At this stupid university, hot guys like Changbin can do no wrong. “And what have I lied about?”

“Well, I know we were busy fucking, but didn’t it dawn on you that it would be a good idea to tell me you fucked me on a dare before I found out from any of the other 50 guys in that stupid frat?” You can’t believe you manage to bark the words at him without stuttering, without sounding hurt or afraid. You’re not—you’re over it.

Changbin groans and shakes his head again. “You have no idea what you’re talking about. Besides, that’s the only thing I didn’t tell you. Everything else was true.”

“You didn’t say anything else, anyway.” You shrug and look at the papers in your hand again.

Changbin slams his papers against the desk and crosses his arms over his chest. “Really?”

“Yeah, really. All you did was fuck and, apparently, make a fool out of me. I’m glad my pussy got you into your beloved frat, though, good for you.”

“Oh my God, your pu—” he starts spitting words with a strange grimace but then stops himself, takes a deep breath with his eyes closed, and looks at you again. Clearly, he’s trying to calm himself down and not make it seem like he’s annoyed, but you know him well enough to see through the cracks in his otherwise perfect demeanor. All fake, of course. “You’re making it seem like I just fucked you for a dare. It didn’t happen like that, and we both know it.”

You stand up, feeling stupid for having a fight with him and sitting. You don’t want him to feel like he’s got the upper hand, like he can look down at you. No fucking asshole that fucks people on a dare can look down at anyone else. Soon enough, you’re facing each other, neither one of you budging. “Please, what’s next?” You scoff, making sure to sound extra mean when you snicker. “You’re gonna say it was a dare, but you fell for me?” 

“I did,” Changbin admits with a sigh. “I did. We had great three months toge—”

“Two months,” you correct him, kind of shocked that he’s going along with this. Does he really have no shame?

Changbin points a finger up and smacks his lips. “No, it was three.”

“No, it was two, Changbin.”

He grunts and you can tell you’re getting on his nerves. “Babe, I know the sex was great, but unlike you, I counted us as a thing from the first time we had lunch together and not from the first time we fucked. So, it was three fucking months.”

He’s right, though. It took you a month of meeting up in the cafeteria, eating together, getting coffee before sleeping together. “Excuse me, the month truly does make a difference!” You place a hand over your heart and bow theatrically. “It just adds 30 more opportunities you could have used to be fucking honest.”

“I was honest,” Changbin mumbles and takes a step towards you. “You keep telling every person who’ll listen that I’m this asshole who lies to girls, and I have never done that. I have never lied to you.”

He did lie to you, and it hurt to lose him precisely because of his stupid lies, because you believed him. You fell for him so easily because he seemed genuine, which is why you’re still upset over it. “It doesn’t matter now, does it?”

“It fucking does. We can’t do this one thing together because you keep ignoring me and this sexual tension.” With that, he raises an eyebrow like he’s challenging you.

You scoff, this time huffing right after. “There’s no sexual tension.”

“Really? You don’t want to get bent over this desk?”

You want nothing more than to get fucked stupid by someone who knows what they’re doing—like Changbin did, at least back then—but you’re over him. “Not by you, not anymore.”

“Sure about that?”

Changbin leans in and almost kisses you, lips just about to touch yours when he stops himself. “I didn’t fuck you on a dare. I approached you because I got dared to fuck you, but I liked you so I chose to date you instead of even trying to do the dare. I failed my test. I didn’t fuck you within the week and I didn’t even try to. So your little fucktoy Seowoo was the one lying, not me.”

It’s true—Changbin didn’t even kiss you that first week, let alone ask for more. That’s why you liked him. It felt like he had good intentions because he didn’t try to grope you the first chance he got. In fact, he only did that a month in and you gave in instantly, wanting to finally feel him.

You do feel a bit dumb after hearing it, but it could all be a lie. Would he lie about this? “You could have told me.”

“And what? Risk you getting upset and leaving me without a chance to explain?” Changbin counters, spreading his arms.

“Isn’t that what happened anyway?”

“Yeah, and that’s why I tried to avoid it,” Changbin admits, finally moving away from your face. “I tried to tell you, but you wouldn’t fucking listen.”

That is true, but you had your reasons. “You hurt me.”

“I know,” Changbin says, sounding regretful. “I should have told you that, but I didn’t go into anything for a dare. It was all real.”

“You lied to me, though.” You don’t want to keep arguing with him—it’s pointless—but you don’t want him to think he’s this good guy in this story when he’s not.

“When?”

“You said you cared. You shouldn’t have said that when you kne—”

His hands cup your face and stop you from speaking. Changbin used to be so gentle with you, but his touch is anything but that right now. “When I what? I cared about you and didn’t want us to break up over some stupid dare I didn’t even try to do. I got another dare that didn’t involve sex and that’s how I got into the frat. I didn’t use you for that shit.”

“I didn’t know.”

“I know you didn’t,” he leans in again, eyes peering at yours, “you trusted that asshole instead of me.”

“He didn’t lie—”

Changbin scoffs and pushes his body against yours, making you take a step or two back until your ass hits the desk. Instinctively, you sit on it, and he stands between your legs. You have a feeling you’ll have sex with Changbin for the first time in a long time, and you don’t hate the idea, even though he annoys you. “He said what he needed to get to fuck you.”

Stupidly, you kiss him. You feel a lot less innocent now that he’s explained his side of the story, now that you know what really happened, and you don’t know how to explain it, so you shove your tongue in his mouth and hope for the best. You don’t want to hear about how Seowoo was the bad guy after all.

Surprisingly, Changbin kisses you right back, his hands gripping your thighs hungrily, just like they used to. He grabs them and uses them to pull you in closer until his crotch is pressed against yours, until you can feel his erection. Already? He must like the hate aspect of the whole thing, too.

He doesn’t even ask if you’re down to fuck him, he can see it from the way your eyes eat him up. Your feelings are conflicted, you’re still hurt over losing him, annoyed that he’d even take part in such a dare and play with someone’s feelings. At the same time, a part of you does believe him, and it’s all messed up. So, you let him unzip his pants and do the same with yours, you let Changbin take off your shorts and throw them on the chair, you let him pull your underwear to the side—all without a word.

“I— It wasn’t like that,” you finally say while Changbin gets his bag. The Seowoo thing is still on your mind.

He sneers at your explanation as he gets a condom out of his bag and puts it on, eyes snapping up to look at yours. “It wasn’t?”

He straightens his back and moves in closer, smacks your slit with his erection, making you tremble with excitement. It’s been a while since you had him in you, but you know he was good even back then. Hell, he’s probably the best sex you’ve had. With one swift snap of his hips, Changbin is fully inside of you. “Seowoo didn’t tell you all that, give you his number, and tell you to call him?”

“He, he did,” you grunt, closing your eyes for a second—not because of Seowoo but because Changbin feels so big inside of you and you just need a second to breathe, “but it wa—”

He starts moving quickly, not giving you the chance to go slow, to get used to his girth. “You didn’t call him? You didn’t fuck the guy who ruined our thing?” Changbin questions, eyes glaring at yours while his hips move so fast you already want to scream.

“I did,” you admit, feeling ashamed now that you know more about the whole thing. If Changbin is telling the truth, Seowoo presented the story in a way that would make you dump his friend, which you did.

“I know,” Changbin sighs, “I had to hear all about your hand around his stupid cock, all about how you put out for him in the backseat of his car, let him fuck you stupid, and then cried right after.”

Oh. The shame that washes through you is immeasurable, and you feel like you want to disappear. Changbin knew about it all along, he apparently knew every detail of your miserable night with the asshole who lied to you about him and your relationship. He knew it and he didn’t say a damn thing—he let you walk away with your dignity intact. “He told you?”

“Of course he did, he’s a fucking fratboy,” he concludes like he’s not one himself. As if he feels sorry for you, Changbin starts rubbing your clit, his other hand wrapping around your waist to keep in your place. That way, he can thrust fast. “I fucking hated hearing it.”

“I didn’t think he’d tell you, I— It was just a drunk fuck. He’s such an idiot.”

“He is,” Changbin hums, slowing his pace down, focusing on the thumb he’s using to rub your clit. “I knocked him out for talking about you, even though you didn’t deserve it.”

You do remember him sporting a black eye right around that time, but it wasn’t your place to ask. Besides, you knew it was a mistake the second Seowoo finished and it hit you that he’s not Changbin, that Changbin and you are through, that he used you for a dare. “Fuck him.”

Changbin chuckles, applying even more pressure now as starts fucking you a bit harder. “You did that already. I hope it was worth it.”

“Is that why you never explained?” It’s so strange to enjoy sex as much as you are while talking about something as serious as this, but it doesn't feel weird. You’re able to enjoy it while trying to get to the bottom of what happened, mostly because it’s in the past and it doesn't hurt as much as it used to.

“I tried to. You didn’t want me to. and then you fucked him and I just…” Changbin stops moving for a second and bites down on your bottom lip, chuckles when you moan. “I let you have your fun.”

When he starts moving again, you mumble at him, “Then fuck you for lying about caring about me.”

“Fuck you for not trusting me.” He moves his hand away from your clit, grabs your hips and starts pistoning into you. “And I did care.”

It’s so difficult to speak when he’s fucking you so good all you want to do is shut up and enjoy it, but you can’t. Something’s not letting you just hand him the victory. “You would have never approached me if it weren’t for the dare.”

“No, I wouldn’t have,” Changbin admits, not even trying to lie and make you feel better. “We probably never would have talked. That’s why I don't hate the dare. It got me to notice you. Everything that happened after was us. Now shut up and let me fuck you right.”

It’s funny how things don’t change that much. It’s been a long time since you two fucked, yet he’s still the same—getting red in the cheeks when he fucks hard, a vein on his forehead and neck becoming prominent the more he squeezes his muscles and strains to fuck you hard, sweat forming along his hairline. The worst of it all is the look on his face, the way his eyes slowly roll to the back of his head, how his Adam’s apple bobs when he swallows thickly, groaning right after. 

“What, can’t fuck and talk?” you tease, squeezing your walls around him on purpose.

Changbin nods. “No, I can’t fuck you and talk about my feelings for you from back then and how fucked up you made me, I really can’t.”

You’re not sure what to do with all of this information. It happened a long time ago, so is there any point in trying to figure it out now? At this moment, all you want is for this guy that annoys you to just make you fucking come.

“Then just fuck me, Seo Changbin,” you suggest, tangling your fingers in his hair and pulling him into your frame. “We’ll talk about it later.”

Every thrust he gives you after that is hard and precise, his fingers digging into the flesh of your ass. He’s inside of you deep and hard, and his mouth is on yours almost all the time. Here and there, it moves down to suck on your neck or bite on your earlobe, but most of the time, it’s busy kissing you, tongue swirling around yours while Changbin rubs your clit like he means it, like his only goal today is to get you to come.

As soon as he manages that—which happens pretty fast, all things considered—Changbin moves his hand away from your clit and starts jackhammering into you just the way you like it. That way, he prolongs the waves of pleasure that rush from the pit of your stomach all the way to your toes, that get you to moan his name. You’re still at college and you can’t be loud, which is why he muffles your moaning with his tongue and continues fucking you. Soon enough, he’s panting and grunting. “Wanted to fuck you so bad,” he hisses, resting his forehead against yours as he keeps pumping. “Just to shut your mouth up.”

“You’re not doing a good job of it,” you tease, which makes him grab your waist, hold you flush against his chest and drill into you. Soon enough, Changbin comes into the condom, his thrusts turning sloppy. He stays inside of you for a while, breathing heavily, arms around you, and you kiss his shoulder over his shirt, stupidly.

When you do that, Changbin pulls out, discards the condom, and hands you your clothes. “Now that’s out of the way, can we work on this event?”

“We’re not gonna, uh… Address it?” you ask, wondering what his end goal here is. But then again, what is yours?

“Let’s finish what we have to do,” Changbin says as he walks over to his chair and sits down, grabbing the papers he discarded earlier. “We can grab something to eat later and talk.”

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↳ pairing: 3racha x fem!reader ↳ word count: 8.3k ↳ genre: smut, non-idol!au ↳ summary: when your date takes you home, things get a little bit complicated once you realize you know his roommate ↳ warnings: 18+ minors dni! mature topics, cursing, foursome, unprotected sex (don’t do this shit, thank you!!), fingering, oral (m. and f. receiving), double penetration (piv sex), some ass smacking, use of ‘good girl’ ↳ masterlist ♡ updates ♡ read on AO3 ↳ reblogs and feedback are always motivating and appreciated! ♡

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When your dating-app-date-turned-fuck-buddy (maybe?) brings you to his house party, you realize things are even more complicated now.

Meeting Chan was a stroke of luck if you consider what type of men could be found on the dating app. You were there only for sex, but you didn’t want to just pick a random guy and go with it, too afraid of things going south.

So, matching with a guy like him was everything you could hope for. Handsome, funny, a bit shy, but pretty clear about what he wanted. You two went out for drinks—both having admitted you’re only looking for some fun—and ended up back at your place where Chan showed you he does more than just look good.

That is why you’ve decided to join him tonight, the second time you’re seeing each other. He told you he usually can’t bring you over because he lives with two other dudes and they would definitely overhear, so tonight’s party is a great opportunity for you two to fuck in his room without them hearing. You want to sleep with him again—the first time was great, and you’re sure it can only get better with time. The chemistry is there, and all you’re looking for is good sex.

Your roommate’s sister is staying at yours, which means you rarely have the place to yourself, so the party seems like the best option. You’re not sure what you and Chan are—just two people who will have sex twice or fuck buddies—but does it even matter? You’re just here to have a good time and take your mind off of things you have no control over. Sex isn’t one of them.

So, when you walk in there and Chan greets you, taking you to the living room where the party’s happening, you’re more than surprised to see your college hook-up, Han Jisung, standing there. “Shit,” you mumble to yourself, but Chan hears you.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” you say with a shake of your head. Nothing is wrong. Someone invited a guy you fucked to the party of a guy you’re currently fucking—no biggie. “I just know him.”

“You know Jisungie?” Chan’s face lights up when he asks you that and you realize Chan is the one who’s invited Jisung. Okay, things don’t have to be embarrassing. You don’t have feelings for either of them, so it’s all good. “Hey, Jisung!”

He recognizes you instantly, stopping dead in his tracks in the middle of laughing. When your eyes meet, Jisung frowns for a second before he smiles and walks over. “Oh, hey! Long time no see,” he greets you, clearly flustered about this turn of events. “So, you’re, uh, Chan’s, uh, friend?”

You wonder what Chan has told his roommates about you. Are you just a quick fuck? Or did he talk about you as a potential long-term fuck-buddy? Did he give his roommates details on what you two did and how you pleasured each other? Did Chan tell them he sprayed cum all over your tits? That would explain why Jisung can’t seem to look you in the eye.

“Yeah,” you nod, unsure of how else you’d describe it too, “I guess.” You’re far from friends.

“So, how do you two know each other?” Chan asks, sneaking a glance your way. The shirt he’s wearing lets you get a good look at his side, revealing just a bit of his chest and the swell of his back muscles. You hate tank tops on men, but not when they look this good. Still, you can’t even drool over the guy now because you feel like you’re hiding something from him.

“College,” you and his roommate say in unison, chuckling right after.

“Jisung, you’ve never told me you had such a great friend,” Chan says, smirking at you.

“Uh, we, we, we weren’t exactly close,” Jisung stutters, grinning uncomfortably. It’s funny how little he’s changed in the years you haven’t seen each other. Yet, he seems different—he’s no longer the skinny, kind of insecure kid. He’s broader now, more muscly, and he doesn’t look away when looking people in the eye. Plus, he’s even more handsome now.

You decide to be honest and save all three of you from possible embarrassment down the line. “Chan, we slept together once back in college. Then we kind of never saw each other again.”

Jisung scratches the back of his head and looks down while Chan hums. “Really? Thanks for telling me, I see Jisung was having a hard time saying it.”

“Yeah, no hard feelings, Jisung. All good.”

You only say that because you’d given him your number and he promised he’d call, but he never did. You weren’t even expecting him to because the whole thing was a bit messy. Jisung was the second guy you’ve had sex with, and you were just focusing on whether you’d get to come. He was nervous, too, even though he did great with his mouth and fingers, making you come twice before he fucked you. That’s when the mess happened—he came in a matter of minutes, muttering apologies and blaming himself. You kind of figured you wouldn’t see Jisung again, not because he wasn’t attracted to you, but because he was too embarrassed.

The man in question clears his throat and sighs. “Yeah, thanks,” he mumbles at you, clearly not keen on revisiting your past. “Anyway, want a drink? I’ll go fix you one while you two catch up.”

When Jisung goes to get your gin and tonic, Chan chuckles, shaking his head. “So… What are the odds?”

“Yeah,” you say, wondering if this little scene will ruin your night with Chan. “Do you, uh, mind?”

“Mind? You sleeping with him?”

“I mean, there’s nothing to mind, but I know some guys would,” you point out, even though you have a feeling Chan is nothing like that. Besides, this is just sex.

You’re expecting him to say no, of course. Still, his response manages to stun you. “I don’t mind, the three of us have fucked the same people before. Sometimes, at the same time. So, it doesn’t bother me at all.”

It’s the third roommate, Changbin, who brings you your drink, saying Jisung got “caught up” with something. Thankfully, you haven’t fucked this roommate, even though he’s exactly your type—broad, muscular, handsome, loud, charming. If you weren’t here with Chan, you’d make a move on Changbin and be shameless about it, just like he is.

You’ve formed an opinion on the guy even though you’ve been talking for only a couple of minutes. Not many guys act like he does around his roommate’s fuck buddy or whatever the hell you are. He compliments you straight to your face. When Chan teases him, Changbin gets cocky, and the cockiness goes straight to your crotch. Chan is similar in build, also very handsome, but he has a shy quality to him that you do enjoy. Changbin seems to lack that same quality, and that turns you on. It’s funny seeing the two interact—like fire and water.

You three talk for a while, with Changbin being very curious about you, and Chan seemingly enjoying finding out more about you. It’s a weird dynamic since you’re here with Chan—his friend is asking all the questions, and your “date” is standing by, nodding and grinning instead of getting upset over someone hogging their date. Maybe Chan has no problems with sharing.

A bit later, on your way to the bathroom, you run into Jisung who seems to be doing his best to avoid you. But, he fails because you call out his name and leave him with no choice but to stop dead in his tracks. “Hey… Uhm, everything good?”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” he tries to convince you while sounding completely unconvincing. The way you look at him makes Jisung sigh in defeat. “I’m good, I promise. Just… weird seeing you with Chan. Wasn’t expecting it.”

“I wasn’t expecting to see you either,” you admit. Jisung is the last person you thought you’d see at this party, but here you are. “But, I don’t mind. It’s nice seeing you. You’ve changed a lot, but you’re still the same.”

Jisung laughs at that. “Yeah, the same nervous wreck around attractive people.”

His compliment makes your breath hitch in your throat because it comes out of the blue. Did he just—? Han Jisung? You never thought of him as straightforward at all. In fact, you were the one who initiated the whole thing back then, to which he breathed a sigh of relief and told you he’d been looking at you for months at the library where you studied next to each other, always at the same spot.

“You don’t sound nervous at all,” you respond with a shrug. “Just a bit shy, but you pushed through that the last time we saw each other.”

Jisung nods, probably remembering the night it all went down, just like you are. “Sure did.”

After the brief encounter with him, you go find Chan and sit next to him on the sofa. He’s slightly tipsy, so he wraps his arm around you and pulls you into his side, whispering in your ear, “Can’t wait to fuck.” He wasn’t this touchy-feely on your last date, but tonight is different. You’ve already slept together and you’re both here to do it again.

“Me neither,” you respond but can tell you he doesn’t find you convincing.

“Do you mind?” Chan asks, and you know exactly what he means, but he still elaborates. “Fucking while Jisung is here.”

“He’s heard and seen me already, trust me,” you respond, getting flashbacks from the night —you straddling Jisung’s face, his hands kneading your ass while he pushed your hips into his tongue, making you ride it.

“Listen, pretty,” Chan leans in, pressing a soft kiss just below your ear before he whispers, “if you want him to join us, I have nothing against it. We’ve all seen each other naked already.”

You gulp and look at him, noticing the panic that takes over him as he thinks you’re not happy with this offer. After all, it’s the second time you’re with Chan at all, and suggesting a threesome is a bit out there. But, you speak and free him of his worries, “Changbin, too?”

Chan seems shocked for a second, but then he tongues his cheek with a smirk. “Three on one? Adventurous. Didn’t take you for the type.”

“Think I can’t take it?” you ask teasingly, cocking both eyebrows at him. Something about the idea of getting to fuck him, Jisung, and the third roommate gets you going. It’s a challenge, one without a bad outcome, even if you lose.

Chan hums happily, leaning in once again. “Oh, I know you can take a rough, long fuck. It’s just a question of how long you can take it for.”

“Let’s go and find out then.”

When you came to the party, you thought you were going to a second hook-up with a guy. Now you’re realizing it’s going to be your first time with three guys. You’ve already fucked two and are about to fuck the third, who seems really cocky about getting invited in the first place.

As soon as you enter Chan’s bedroom, you two start making out and you drop to your knees, dying to get his cock out of his pants and into your mouth. When you do, you look up at him, finding him chewing on his bottom lip. Jisung is standing by the door, watching with his mouth slightly open, hand palming his cock. Changbin, instead of staring, walks over and gets his cock out too. “Come on, baby, touch,” he instructs, and your hand finds his dick instantly, eyes looking up at him.

Jisung joins not long after, and you take turns between sucking them and jerking them off, trying to keep it fair and give everyone the same treatment. Changbin’s dick is the last one you try, and you like his reactions most out of the three—he’s loud, but you didn’t expect it to transfer inside the bedroom. Yet, here he is, groaning when you take his dick in your mouth, humming when you start sucking, moaning when you choke on it. 

“Such a good mouth,” Changbin compliments you, fingers tangling in your hair so he can push your head towards his cock, making you take more of it in. “Can’t wait to try your pussy.”

“Yeah?” you ask, voice already coarse after three cocks fucked your throat, even if not for long. “What do you want to do to it?”

With that, you go back to sucking, your hands jerking Chan and Jisung off at the same time, all three cocks hard and leaking already. You’re already on a power trip, and their moans are helping keep you there. “Want to taste it so bad,” Changbin admits before sneaking a glance his friend’s way. “Sorry, Chan, but I’ve been thinking about it ever since you walked in. Bet you taste perfect.”

“She does,” Jisung and Chan agree in unison, which makes them chuckle. Jisung continues, “As far as I remember.”

“You’ll get to try soon if she lets us,” Chan says, hand gently squeezing the back of your neck while you bob your head around his friend’s cock. “Hm, will you?”

You hum around Changbin’s shaft before letting it fall out of your mouth. “Just say when.”

“How about now?” Jisung asks from the side, which makes you look at him. He seems more confident now that your fingers are wrapped around his cock, now that your attention isn’t focused solely on him.

In a matter of a minute, they get you up on your feet and take off your clothes. Suddenly, three pairs of hands are groping every possible part of you, but gently, giving light squeezes and smacks, mouths planting kisses here and there. Changbin grabs you by the chin, his thumb sinking into one cheek, other fingers into the other one as he pulls you in closer to kiss you. Fuck, he’s just as good as he looks.

While you’re too busy kissing him back hungrily, Chan leans down and takes your nipple into his mouth, his hands on your waist. Jisung wraps his arms around you from behind and pushes his hips into your ass, making you feel his erection on your skin, his other hand groping the swell of your ass.

You’ve felt four hands on you one time before this, but it was hasty and drunk, and nerves were getting the better out of all three of you. Tonight, you don’t feel any anxiety at all. You know both Chan and Jisung and feel safe with them. They know Changbin, who seems harmless too, and you see no reason to be afraid or nervous around them.

Still, the four hands are no match for six—on your face, tits, ass, Jisung’s sliding down to your crotch, cupping it. He hums into your ear from behind when he touches you. “So wet just from sucking dick? Some things never change.”

Chan chuckles into your chest at the comment, giving your tit a gentle bite. “Some people like to please.”

You look down at him, breaking away from the kiss, panting an inch away from Changbin’s face as the man moves down to kiss your neck. “Don’t we both?”

Chan looks down at his very hard cock, proving your point. The last time you two did this, you realized you’re very similar—both dying to please, getting turned on by hearing the other moan and whimper. The night felt long just because you got even more turned on when the other one came because of you. You have a feeling tonight will be the same.

“My palm is fucking wet,” Jisung chuckles, planting a kiss on your shoulder as he runs his palm up and down your slit before easing a finger inside of you. You clench around it instantly, welcoming it. “Fuck.”

“Let’s get you wet for real,” Changbin suggests, nudging his head towards the bed.

“This isn’t your first time doing this,” you tell him as Jisung eases his finger out and lets you walk over to Chan’s bed. 

“The three of us together?” Jisung asks. “No.” Chan has already confirmed this earlier, but now your mind decides to take you there, to the scenes of the three of them sharing someone, maybe even more people. And you are going to be on the receiving end of all that tonight.

“Okay,” you nod with excitement written all over your face, “so you lead then.”

Changbin chuckles when you walk over to where he’s standing at the foot of the bed, his hand grabbing a fistful of your ass. “Yeah, you’re gonna be a good girl and listen?”

You nod, wondering if you could get him to be a good boy for you some other time. He seems just the type, which is why you’re this insanely attracted to the guy. The whole Jisung thing was entirely vanilla back then, and Chan—while seemingly someone who would thrive off of getting instructions—seemed to want to hold onto any semblance of control he had. It just meant you’d have to break him in. Changbin, on the other hand… He looks like he’d be down for anything from the get-go, and that’s exactly where you’re at right now.

“Great,” Chan walks up to you from behind, and hugs you, hands cupping your tits. “Then let us make you feel good.”

You weren’t sure what you had in mind, but it definitely wasn’t the position they have you in right now—this is even better.

You’re on top of Jisung, straddling his face, while his cock is right under your mouth. It’s a weird 69 if you will, but only because Changbin is kneeling on the floor next to the bed with his hands on your ass, keeping your cheeks spread, and Chan is kneeling above Jisung’s thighs, his cock next to your head.

And then, they start, and you don’t even know what you’re supposed to—you can’t even think about it. Jisung sucks on your clit, humming against it, using his tongue to apply pressure to it, which makes you moan and grunt, looking up at Chan who has his fingers around his cock. He looks perfect like that—all big and sweaty, lip caught between his teeth as he tugs at his cock right next to your mouth, his fingers in your hair, petting it. “Like having Jisung’s mouth on you?”

You whimper, forcing out a nod, but your vision is already blurry because Changbin joins in and starts running his tongue all over your slit. Jisung is focusing solely on the clit while Changbin’s mouth is licking and sucking everything around it. “Yeah, I thought you would. You said he was good, made you come… Like feeling him on you again?”

“Yeah, fuck, he is amazing,” you compliment the guy who can’t respond because his mouth is attached to you at this point, tongue pushing you towards your orgasm. “Changbin too.”

He, on the other hand, pulls away from your cunt just to giggle and tell you, “Such a tasty pussy. Can’t wait to fuck it, damn.”

“It feels as perfect as it tastes,” Chan agrees, cupping your chin. “Want to help me out here?”

He looks down at his dick, so you open up, despite the moaning, and let Chan shove his cock in your mouth, groaning when you wrap your lips around it and him.

For a while, you shift your focus onto his cock, trying to make it as good as possible for him, wishing you could get up and grope him, graze his chest with your fingers, grope his ass. You can't get up, but you do move one of your hands back and cup Chan’s ass cheek, squeezing it while you almost choke on his dick, tears spilling out of your eyes.

“Easy, man,” Jisung says once he moves away from your clit. “We're just getting started, don't wear her out.” While he's speaking, his hands move up and down your outer thighs and hips as if he's trying to soothe you. Then, Jisung places a kiss on your inner thigh and starts sucking your clit again.

“Am I going too hard on you?” Chan questions but pulls his shaft out of your mouth. You shake your head and stick your tongue out, so he smacks it with his cock a time or two, grinning at you. “Good, because we're just getting started.”

Meanwhile, Changbin isn't stopping—his lips feel like they're all over you, kissing every inch of your cunt and slit, not leaving a speck untouched. His fingers are digging into your ass cheeks, keeping them spread for easier access. He's a messy eater—you don't have to see him to know your juices are smeared all over his mouth and chin and that he likes it.

Jisung’s hands stroke your back from your ass down to your shoulders, pressing your body against his, making you feel his toned torso right under yours.

“Nice and spread for me, fuck,” Changbin mumbles, smacking your ass before squeezing it again. “Bet you look even prettier with a dick in here.” He sticks his tongue inside of your cunt and starts moving it and out, making you practically scream against Chan’s cock.

“She looks perfect,” he compliments you, hand cupping your cheek while the other one grazes your scalp. “Can't wait to ruin you again.”

You hum, deciding not to tell Chan you could ruin him if you wanted to.

“Can you guys shut the fuck up and focus on making her come?” Jisung grunts against you, sliding his hands down to your tits and starting to tug at your nipples. You would laugh at his impatience if you weren’t too busy moaning and enjoying every second of this.

“Jisung’s getting antsy,” Chan notes with a giggle. “Be a good girl and spit on his cock.”

You do as asked, realizing it is right under you, but you were too preoccupied with Chan to even look down. “Fuck,” you hiss, wrapping your fingers around it after letting go of Chan’s firm ass. “So hard.”

Jisung bucks his hips into your hand, clearly excited about your touch. “He has a thing for you, of course he's fucking hard,” Chan informs you. The way he smirks tells you it’s actually true, and he’s enjoying the whole situation. “Are they giving you good head?”

“Perfect,” you admit. You’ve never had two men go down on you this way, two mouths on your slit, two tongues rubbing you.

“Let's make it better,” Changbin suggests and eases two fingers into you easily, licking your lips while Jisung focuses solely on your slit. Two tongues and two fingers send you into overdrive, moan after moan leaving you as Chan pets your head and coos at you.

“Good, pretty? About to come, yeah? Good, just relax…”

The second you stop focusing on Chan’s face and Jisung’s dick in your hand, you come around Changbin’s fingers hard, so hard you practically scream. You're sure the guests in the living room have heard you, but somehow you don't give a damn. You're so turned on you open your mouth and take Jisung’s cock in all the way, choking on it while he keeps stimulating your clit, wanting you to ride it out on his friend's fingers. But, he has to stop to moan your name when you deepthroat him and swallow hard. “Fuck, that's perfect!”

Chan chuckles, hand gripping your hair tight, cooing at you, “Yes, that’s a good girl, take all of him. Make Jisung feel good.”

“Shit!” he moans from under you, legs spread apart, falling onto the mattress. “S-so good…”

“Can I feel you?” Changbin mutters from behind. When you hum in response, he pulls your hips up, away from Jisung’s face, and positions himself at your entrance. “What a nice cunt.”

With that, Changbin starts to push his tip in slowly, little by little, getting you used to it. However, he’s fingered you for a long time, using scissoring motions to pry your walls open, so you don’t really need him to take it easy on you. To point this out, you smack your hips back until your ass touches his thighs, and you both grunt at the feeling of his cock fully entering you.

“Hungry for dick,” Chan notes, still petting your head while he watches you suck Jisung’s dick. He’s lying on the bed, hands playing with your tits.

“God, your mouth feels so fucking good,” Jisung compliments you, squeezing your tits. “Want to fuck it so bad…”

You are already kind of lost at this point—a cock is inside of you, sliding in and out gently as Changbin gives you time to adjust. Another is in your mouth and the third is right above your face, in Chan’s hand. You’re not sure who to touch first or what to focus on.

“No, no, don’t overwhelm her,” Changbin says from behind, his hands gripping your hips. “Want her to enjoy it.”

“I am, don’t worry. You have such a nice, hard dick,” you say, taking a break from Jisung just to tilt your head up and stick your tongue out towards Chan. Instantly, his cock is on your tongue, and you start sucking hard.

Changbin takes this as a sign that he should start going hard. When he does, you get pushed forward onto Chan’s cock. You quickly get pulled back onto Changbin’s length, taking all of it. While this is happening, Jisung’s hand moves to his cock, which he tugs at while he gropes your tit and moans under you, clearly enjoying the sight of your body right above his, getting filled with two cocks.

“Shit, shit,” you grunt, letting Chan’s cock fall out of your mouth just to pay attention to Jisung’s length again. You start jerking off both of them. “Fuck, Changbin, just like that.”

When you glance at him over your shoulder, the man grunts and bites down on his bottom lip. “That's right, look at me when I fuck you.”

You hum and continue looking right into his eyes, as asked, while your fingers tug at the other men's cocks. Chan massages your scalp as if he's telling you you're doing well, and that gets you to lean into his touch and practically purr. You knew he was gentle and good at this, but not this much.

While you're too preoccupied with Changbin fucking you hard, Jisung wiggles from under you and gets on his knees right next to Chan. You want to reach out and touch him, so you do, but you have to pull away—Changbin is fucking you too hard to keep your balance on your knees alone that you need one knee of the bed. “Sorry, I can't,” you apologize, glancing at him just to find your old fling looking down at you with a smirk, lip caught between his teeth.

“Don't worry about it,” Jisung says as he cups your cheek. “You're here to enjoy. Look so hot getting fucked.”

“Doesn't she?” Chan chimes in, pulling your hand away from his cock. “It’s okay, let it go. Just relax…”

It's insane how good they can make you feel just by kneeling there naked with their hands on your cheeks, gently caressing you while their friend is fucking you from the back so hard you think he could split you in half if he really wanted to. But, you like it that way when you're this horny and ready—you could keep going all night. “She looks perfect from this angle too,” he mutters. “Even when she's not looking.” With that, Changbin smacks your ass to remind you he asked you to look at him. The smack just riles you up, makes you get down on your elbows and stick your hips out even more for him.

“You really want me to blow, huh?” The chuckle he lets out sounds worn out, and you have a feeling this is turning the man on more than you originally thought. “Want me to give it to you?”

You grunt in response, elbows on the bed, hands grabbing your thighs, fingers digging into them. “Yeah!” You nod, looking at him over your shoulder again, moaning when you see how deliciously fucked out he looks—face sweaty and red, jaw clenched, huffing through his teeth with every sharp move of his hips. “How do you want it?”

“Such a good girl!” he hums, pulling out slowly. The second his shaft leaves you, Changbin grabs your hips and turns you around, making you lie on your back. Then, he gets on the bed between your legs and sticks it in you again. “Want to look at your pretty face while I give it to you.”

“Perfect,” you mumble and pull him in, tangling your fingers in his hair. “Want it so bad.”

“Mhm, I can feel you clench… So fucking tight,” Changbin whispers into the kiss, his hips moving incredibly well, carrying so much strength in each thrust. When he bottoms out, his pubic bone smacks your clit, which has you moaning after each thrust.

“Feel so fucking big in me,” you tell him, hands grabbing his ass, pulling him in closer, even though he's already on top of you, cock in you, mouth on your face. “Fuck!”

“Mouth?” Changbin asks, asking for permission to come in it, which you grant him with a nod.

Before you know it, he's on his knees, straddling your chest as you get up on your elbows and open wide. Changbin fills your mouth full of cum, moaning so sweetly as he does, eyes never leaving your face, not even when both his friends grunt and start jerking off at the sight of cum shooting out of him and into your mouth, painting your tongue white.

“Oh my God, this was perfect,” he says hastily, shifting his knees downward so he can lean in and kiss you, even though your mouth is full of him. Somehow, that gets you going even more. So, Changbin is that kind of guy… Perfect. He keeps kissing you for a long while until his breathing evens out.

Chan gently shoves him to the side, reminding him that he is not the only guy here. “Dude…”

He opens his eyes and looks at you. “Sorry,” he apologizes to Chan but stares right at you, kissing you again. “My bad.”

Chan is the next one to kiss you as he helps you get up on your knees, his body pressed into yours. “Ride me, please,” he whispers into your ear. The please sounds so weak you have no choice but to oblige, realizing he's even more turned on now.

“Sure,” you agree, smacking his ass. “How do you want me?”

A while later, you find yourself on Chan’s lap with your back turned to him, riding his dick while Jisung stands above you so you can suck him off while riding.

The position allows you to feel Chan fully, his body right under you, big hands helping you lift your hips and bring them down. At the same time, you hold onto his thigh and have a hand on Jisung’s hips, wanting to suck him well while looking right up at him. Never in a million years did you think you'd fuck Jisung again, but you're getting a second chance tonight and you want to make it count.

“That's right,” Jisung coos, one hand in your hair, the other holding your jaw. “Fuck, you're good with your mouth… Take dick so well.”

Chan quickly agrees, giving you a light squeeze. His back is resting against the headboard and the stack of pillows so he uses that as balance while he moves his hands up to your tits and squeezes them, fingers rubbing your nipples. “Rides it perfectly, too,” he hums from behind you. “Shit, yeah, move your hips like that, show me how good it makes you feel.”

The dirtier their mouths get, the hornier you become, and by now, you're crazy horny, on the brink of coming again. You're moving your hips in circles, making sure to arch your back and give Chan a good view of your ass. Changbin is lying right next to his friend, resting, watching the scene unfold with his fingers wrapped around his half-hard cock. “Damn it, looks nice,” he grunts, reaching for your ass just so give it a light squeeze. “Should have asked you to ride me too.”

“Fuck-buddy privileges,” Chan quips, giggling when you hum in agreement and start moving your hips up and down. Whenever they meet his skin, there's a loud wet smacking sound, and you're slowly getting drunk off of it. “Yeah, baby, faster… Keep going and I'll come.”

You take this as a challenge and start moving faster as you let Jisung’s cock fall out of your mouth. “We'll continue,” you promise, and he bites his lip. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him look hotter than right then, all sweaty, hair sticking to his face and the back of his neck, naked, hard, wet, and unable to hide just how turned on he is.

Instead of moving away, Jisung crouches down so he can kiss you, whispering, “Can't fucking wait.” He kisses you again, both hands holding your face while he makes out with you hungrily, tongue swiping across yours while you keep bucking your hips into Chan’s, ecstatic about the attention you’re getting from one man while the other is inside of you.

When Jisung pulls away, he sighs and looks down, staring at the place where your body meets his friend’s, enjoying it. “I should share with Jisung, right?” Chan asks out of the blue and wraps both arms around you. They slide up and down your sides as he gently pulls you into his chest. “Come, lean back.”

When you do, Chan hooks his hands under your bent knees and pulls them up, letting his cock fall out, letting Jisung see your gaping hole as Chan presses your knees into your torso, keeping you open for his friend. “Oh my God,” Jisung mumbles to himself, eyes zeroing in on your crotch as he gulps.

”Fuck me,” you simply say, wanting to feel him inside of you two. You’ve felt Chan before tonight, just recently, and it was as good as the last time, maybe even better. You’ve felt Jisung before too, but it’s been a long time and you’ve practically forgotten almost everything about it, except that you had a good time. “Want to feel you.”

That's all Jisung needs to move forward and smack his cock against your entrance. He pushes the tip down your slit and shoves it in, grunting when he feels your walls wrap around him. “Oh fuck, so wet!” he mumbles, leaning in to kiss you as he starts moving, squelching sounds filling the room.

“Can't take it?” you tease, chuckling when Jisung smirks at you with a look that tells you you’re fucked now.

“Oh, well see who can't take it.” He pulls away just to start snapping his hips back and then into you, immediately starting to fuck you hard, making you regret the teasing.

Their fucking styles are so different, yet you enjoy every single one. Changbin’s is hard and strong, there’s power behind every thrust, yet it feels uncontrolled. He seems like the type of guy who fucks to have fun and enjoy it, not to make it into a competition. In other words, he could fuck, come in five minutes, take a break, and then just keep going again.

Chan can go hard, but the night you spent together showed you he likes it slow too, likes trying out different positions, enjoys having you on top, controlling the pace and intensity, even though he likes to be in control. He focuses more on making you come, not wanting to come himself until you’ve done it. Well, that’s how he was the night you spent together.

And Jisung goes fast and hard, like Changbin, but he seems to have more control, which is surprising. When you first slept with him, he had anything but self-control. He fucked you well for a while but soon got lost in pleasure and started getting sloppy, losing control of his hips, grunting and hissing until he came into the condom. He’s a different guy tonight, someone else entirely—sharp and precise, each thrust gets you to moan.

When you moan especially loudly once he hits the spot, Jisung smirks and pulls away from your face as if he realizes he can use that. And use it, he does, focusing on the same spot, focused only on grazing against it when he fucks you. “You sound so good when you’re getting fucked,” Chan tells you from below, one arm wrapped around you, on your breast, while the other one moves down the curve of your stomach until it finds your clit. “Yeah, like that, let us hear you.”

Changbin pushes himself into a kneeling position and spits on his fingers. “Let me,” he tells Chan, who quickly moves his hand back to your tit, both of them now in his warm hands. Changbin’s fingers find your clit while Jisung pistons into you. With his other hand, he leads your hand to his cock, making you jerk it until it’s fully hard. “Good girl,” Changbin hums, rewarding you by pushing his fingers harder against your clit.

“Fuck,” Jisung grunts. “Clenching so hard…”

Chan starts rutting into your back from below, leaking precum so it sticks to your back, but it just turns you on even more. “What is it, handsome, want more?” you ask when you cock your head to the side and find yourself face to face with him.

“Always,” he agrees with a grin. When you smile back, Chan kisses you, pinching both your nipples. “Can’t wait to fuck you again.”

The feeling of all of them on you, around you, is crazy good—hands on your tits, a cock in your hand, fingers on your clit, two hands pushing your thighs into your chest, a dick in you. Perfect.

Jisung pulls out, kicking his head back. “Go,” he nods at Chan, “you can go.”

Chan reaches down so he can ease his cock into you, both of you moaning when it’s fully inside of you, your hand letting go of Changbin’s cock.

“A bit up, babe,” Chan instructs, and you lift your hips off of his just an inch or two. Changbin goes back to rubbing your clit and Jisung grabs your hips, helping you stay up as if he senses what his friend is about to do.

You have a feeling of what’s to follow, but you don’t expect him to go as hard as he does, nearly knocking you back into him, almost causing you to fall onto him. But, Jisung’s hands are on your hips, keeping you in place. Chan’s are right above, on your waist, and you’re not moving an inch, even though he’s pistoning into you so hard you can just close your eyes and relax, let him fuck into you like you’re there just to get stuffed with dick. Actually, you are—you just thought it would be one, not three, but who’s counting?

“You okay?” Changbin asks, one hand on your head, sweeping your hair back while the other continues to rub circles into your clit. He’s probably asking because you sound like you’re hurt, moaning and grunting, breathing heavily.

You nod, opening your eyes to look at him, show him you mean it. “Good,” he grins, “you still have to ride me later.”

His teasing makes you chuckle loudly, but the chuckle turns into loud moans when they go in on you harder. “You look so good when you get fucked hard,” Jisung tells you, grunting, fingers sinking deeper into your flesh. “So fucking good.”

Chan is the only one who isn’t saying much except incoherent swearing, but you can’t blame him—he’s keeping his body away from the mattress, using his feet and back as support while he pushes his hips up into you, hard, fast, calculated. It doesn’t take them longer than a minute to get you to come around Chan’s cock hard. The angle is just perfect, allowing his cockhead to graze against your g-spot with every thrust, and Changbin’s doing a great job with your clit. “Gonna come, yeah?” Chan asks as if he can’t tell by your screaming.

“Yeah, she’s about to blow on your dick,” Changbin confirms, grinning at you. “Pretty little cunt.”

“Take dick so well,” Jisung adds, eyes focused on your cunt and the way you’re letting Chan use it.

When they realize you’re coming, they go in even harder until you plop down on Chan, moving your hips away from their touch. You get a minute or two of rest on Chan, his arms stroking your sides, Jisung’s doing the same with your thighs, Changbin with your cheek.

“Sound so good when you come,” Jisung compliments you, and the two agree with a hum.

“Want to hear how you sound when you come,” you retort, opening your eyes and pushing yourself up on your elbows. “Let me hear.”

Jisung closes his eyes and grunts before he moves in closer, humming. “That’s what you want?”

“Yeah,” you nod, “want both of you to come.”

“Who goes first?” Chan asks, and the two exchange glances while Changbin continues stroking your face with one hand, the other moving down to touch your tits.

“Why not both?”

With a lot of patience and lube, a long while later, two cockheads are pushing against the rim of your hole, stretching your pussy perfectly. They’ve prepared you well, you’re dripping wet, horny, unbelievably so, yet the movement stings. But, the pleasure is more intense than the pain, so you nod and they sink into you further, Chan from below, and Jisung from above.

Chan is barely moving since he's under you, but you're sure he's feeling all of it, just like you are. But, you can’t even imagine what they’re feeling—a warm and wet wall on one side, a hard dick on the other. The realization that the undersides of their cocks are pressed together inside of you gets you even wetter.

“Shit,” you grunt at the feeling, unable to stop clamping around them both, “you’re so big.”

“There’s two of them,” Changbin grunts from the side, and you laugh, reaching to take his cock in your hand.

“Feeling neglected?” you joke, starting to stroke him. “Hm?”

You want him to admit it, want to break his pride, and hear him say he wants your attention, even if it’s embarrassing to say it in front of two guys who are currently inside of you. “Maybe a little,” he admits. “Haven't been in you in a while…”

You giggle and motion for him to come closer to you so you can wrap your lips around him and start sucking on his shaft.

Jisung grunts and starts fucking into you shallowly, grazing against the both of you with every movement. He's moving slow, allowing all three of you to get adjusted to it, hissing with every move. “So fucking tight,” Jisung informs you, sweaty and hard, eyes staring into yours. “Fuck.”

“Too much already?” you tease even though you're impressed by how hard he still is, by the fact that he hasn't blown already. You take Changbin’s cock in your mouth again, eyes locked with his friend's.

“No, no!” he protests so eagerly that both his friends chuckle. “Just tighter than earlier.”

“You say that like it's a bad thing,” Changbin quips, his hand on your cheek, slowly making its way to your hair. “You know, you're doing too much talking for someone handling three dicks at once.”

“Baby,” you grunt the word at him teasingly, “if I stopped talking and sucked you like I meant it, you'd come in my mouth again.”

Chan laughs from under you, palms rubbing your sides, mouth kissing your shoulder. “God, I want to fuck you so bad.”

“You move then,” Jisung tells him, stopping in place when he's balls deep inside of you.

Changbin is still smirking at you, thinking about your earlier comment. His hands grip your head. “Show me how good that throat game is.”

You nod, and he starts fucking your throat, careful not to go too deep at first. Chan starts moving at the same time, pushing his cock into you, and lifting his hips off the bed. It's rhythmical—Chan thrusts up and fills you fully. Changbin does the same and enters your throat, his hands keeping your head in place while he moans at you, eyes glued to yours.

“It is really fucking tight,” Chan agrees, hissing, teeth grazing your neck. “Can barely move.”

“Damn, then stretch it,” Changbin huffs. “Or let me do it.”

Jisung laughs, leaning in to take your nipple in his mouth, his thumb starting to circle your clit. Chan is still fucking you slowly, in and out, sliding down along Jisung’s length, making him moan into your nipple. “You're so good to us,” he practically whispers at you, getting you to moan around his friend's dick. “Taking all three of us so well.”

Changbin agrees, and so does Chan, who bottoms out with a loud grunt. “The best ever,” he mumbles. “So so fucking good, don't want to pull out, ever.”

“Greedy,” Changbin adds, caressing your face before he thrusts into your throat so hard your eyes water. He looks down at you questioningly and you blink at him, which makes him rub your cheek and thrust again. “You can't keep something this nice to yourself.”

“Oh, if it were my call, I would,” Chan admits, thrusting into you a bit harder. “Fuck you day and night.”

The thought makes you clench around him even though it's not something either one of you wants—it's just sex, which is why you have no problem including his roommates. You figure it's the same on his end.

“When we last did this, you had trouble taking one,” Jisung goes back to his earlier topic, releasing your nipple from his wet grasp, thumb still circling your clit, getting you to relax. “Now you're insanely good at it.”

Your mouth races to that night, remembering the stinging you felt when he pushed his dick into you, how your eyes watered when he fucked you hard, unable to control his movements, how good he made you feel before he came into the condom, muttering apologies.

You let Changbin’s dick fall out of your mouth and look at Jisung. “You fuck a lot better too,” you admit, watching his cheeks get a bit red, eyes looking down as he gets flustered. “A lot more control. Why don't you move too? Want to feel both of you move…”

They do, and it's probably the best thing you've felt—two hard dicks in you, moving simultaneously, at the same pace, making you grunt and clamp around them, making you hold onto Changbin’s thighs as he fucks your throat and forces tears out of your eyes. His thumbs wipe them off your cheeks as he mutters praises at you. “So so good for me,” he hums, “such a pretty mouth, taking it so well. Pretty pussy too… Letting the two of them fuck you like that. You shouldn't be able to look this cute while taking two cocks, but here you are. Pretty, pretty, so fucking hot.”

“I'm close,” Chan warns from below, voice giving off just how high-strung he is. “I want to come in you badly.”

You nod, and Changbin says, “Do it.”

“Yeah?” Chan asks for confirmation, and you nod and hum, which makes him speed up.

When he does, Jisung starts breathing faster, grunting with every thrust. Changbin pulls his dick out of your mouth and pets your head, allowing you to focus on the two go them starting to fuck you harder, and stretch you further.

Jisung uses this chance to kiss you, shove his tongue into your mouth, and make you lie down on Chan again. When you break the kiss, you turn your head to the side and kiss your date, moaning into his mouth. “Come, give it to me, Chan,” you say, turning to look at Jisung. “Can't wait to feel it in me.”

It doesn't take them long to come, both at pretty much the same time, shooting strings of cum inside of you while you clench and groan. It's probably the most intense thing you've experienced, but the party's not over yet.

Jisung kisses you gently, tilting your head up so he can press kisses all over your face before he sighs. “Fuck, that was good.”

With that, he gently pulls out and moves down the bed, giving Chan enough space to do the same. However, Changbin has other plans. He looks down at you with a grin, “I was promised a ride…”

You nod and cup your sex, careful not to let everything spill out of you, Chan, and his bed. Changbin throws himself down and grunts when you straddle him with a chuckle. “Sure you don't mind the cum?”

“What's a little cum in comparison to fucking your cunt?” he asks and bites down on his lip when you sink onto him, your eyes glancing at Chan, who's all sweaty and red in the face, trying to catch his breath.

“And they say romance is dead,” he jokes, making you chuckle.

“I did give you like 50 compliments earlier but you were too busy getting railed, so…” Changbin lets his voice trail off, grinning at you.

The whole thing is messy and complicated, but maybe you like complicated after all.

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[fawnlino]

fanfictions aren’t enough i need this man to fuck me

[fawnlino]

[12:52 pm] s.cb hard thoughts

this changbin omg... i want to give him head so bad please 😭😭😭

"i'll let you fuck yourself on my thigh if you're good until I finish the live, understood?" changbin told you to which you only could nod.

you stayed calm for the first few minutes behind the camera, watching him reading the comments from stay. but he started teasing by flexing his arms, lifting the sleeves of his shirt, leaning back against the chair and pushing his hips forward.

By those actions, your panties were soaking wet and pressing your thighs together. You just waited for the food to arrive, seeing him placing a little table in front of him, and an idea popped on your mind.

You got on your knees, crawling under the little table to get between changbin's legs. oh, wow. he's hard already. You wasted no time in freeing his cock from those sweatpants, immediately putting all his grith inside your mouth and bobbing your head up and down at very slow pace, sometimes not even moving, just resting your cheek on his thigh while sucking on his tip like a baby with a lollipop.

changbin gasped, almost letting out a moan at the warm and wet feeling of your mouth. he placed down his chopsticks, taking his phone instead to pretend to be reading the comments but he stared recording his needy beautiful girlfriend with his dick stuffing their mouth.

[fawnlino]

fic rec masterlist ୨♡୧

my absolute favourite fics ever, to show appreciation to my fellow writers who are oh so talented and have kept me up late many nights by indulging me in their stories

p.s. - i’m sure there are fics i’ve forgotten to include and of course new fics will be posted, so this list will continuously be updated

bolded = special place in my heart and mind

fics tagged with ‘✧’ are explicit, so as always: minors do not interact

Got7

l. jaebeom

before sunset - @mintjoonlep ✧

how is he in bed? - @k-rising ✧

good boy - @eunoiabeom ✧

1:35 am - @lustbile-archive ✧

     (p.2) 12:18 am ✧

more - @acatnamedpusheen ✧

vermillion (series) - @aura-mp3 ✧

(i swear to god i am not a solo stan i love ot7 this man just has me in a chokehold)

k. yugyeom

matching tats - @lunatens

black and orange - @binniesthighs ✧

Monsta X

c. hyungwon

dawn - @aura-mp3 ✧

i. changkyun

untitled - @mxbadmuse

the muse of poetry - @monstaxnight

ot7

whose love reminds you of spring? - @monstaxnight​

Stray Kids

ot8

being a pillow princess - @seungisms ✧

sex with skz - @seungisms ✧

b. chan

10:45 pm - @ddeungies

dilf chan - @cartierbin ✧

crying & overstim - @eroskz ✧

cos you know this love is gonna last - @jisungparker ✧

10/10 - @chanluster ✧

the boy next door - @provisionalsparkle ✧

l. minho

on the tenth floor - @skzkkun ✧

pas de bouree - @jisungnaur ✧

spirit & mixer - @ikigaitsuki ✧

tattoo artist - @slytherinbangchan ✧

duality - @setsugekka ✧

s. changbin

hello stranger (series) - @binniesthighs ✧

i’ll be here - @spilledtee ✧

changbin’s company - @btssmutgalore ✧

zephyr - @hwangsies ✧ 

4:44 am - @planetdream ✧

liquid courage - @seo–changbin ✧

h. hyunjin

5 - @sinisterlyhan ✧

keep quiet - @angelwonie ✧

colouring with u - @honeyvocalhwang ✧

voice messages - @seungmoomin ✧

photographic - @particularemu ✧

reasons untold - @cherrydumpling ✧

h. jisung

inhale me - @matryosika ✧

caught - @ballelino ✧

“friends” - @moonhoures ✧

virgin!reader - @j-onecult ✧

avaricious attention - @spilledtee ✧

tastes like heaven - @erotichan ✧

l. felix

flour fairy - @sweetrainwrites

little secret - @binniesthighs ✧

comfortable with you - @lixesque

felix felicis (series) - @lunatens

(p.1) (p. 2) (p. 3)

k. seungmin

down for you - @lixesque

lingering scent - @fawnlino ✧

silk against skin - @nightshade-minho ✧

don’t go yet - @hwangly ✧

lets play a love game - @ch4nb4ng ✧

y. jeongin

one good movie kiss - @skzkkun

i.n as your problematic fav - @hynjnhwng ✧

dean’s list - @gyuphorias ✧

Enhypen

l. heeseung

besotted - @ikigaitsuki ✧

sleepless night - @woniewhite ✧

pragma - @sweetrainwrites

bend till i break - @heecrush ✧

p. jay

eros - @sweetrainwrites

obsessive - @fallinforgyu ✧

never have i ever - @jaylaxies ✧

angel - @pjsflrts ✧ 

just right - @jngsngie ✧

slow down - @heeliopheelia ✧

s. jake

backseat - @seungstrong ✧

only when it’s you - @yunskies ✧

behind closed doors - @ikigaitsuki ✧

cum til’ you cry - @tangledbutterflies ✧

attention, please! - @heeseungsz ✧

pink ribbons - @sainthwngs ✧

p. sunghoon

morning bliss - @moonhoures ✧

dream of it - @drunkjaked ✧

        (p.2) - wide awake

draw those chalk suns again - @heenuna ✧

starcrossed - @fallinforgyu ✧

11:11  - @pjsflrts ✧

[fawnlino]

i love this so much 😭

My internet apparently flaked and I don't now if my message reached you. So , sending it again

after sending the drabble request, I realised you don't write for I.N. if u r uncomfortable writing for him, you can write for Changbin.

The prompts again are 140,167 and 129

129. “That wasn’t my name you just cried when you came. So, who the fuck is he/she?” 140. “Are you flirting with me right now?” 167. “Is that my shirt?”

Changbin x afab!reader | regular hookup to relationship | smut and a lot of swearing | overstimulation | 1.5k words

Synopsis: When the guy you’ve been sleeping with for three months still refers to you as ‘a friend’ there is only so much you can do about it. Maybe screaming the wrong name during sex isn’t the smartest way to go, though.

Note: This is just pure filth. Enjoy ;)

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When you first started seeing Changbin, everything was in good fun. Neither of you seemed too involved in the whole situation - you, for one, were just in it for the sex. And, honestly, who can blame you? It doesn’t happen every day that you meet someone who knows his way around a female body the way Changbin does.

It was only after spending two full weeks at his place - about three months into this thing you had gotten caught up in - that you started doubting the nature of this previously no-strings-attached relationship.

Coming over for an amazing hour each night was one thing. But staying the night and most of the day at a guy’s place, cooking dinner together, and going grocery shopping, definitely fell out of the norm for ‘just a hookup’.

At least for you, it did. Apparently, Changbin had a whole different name for your situation.

“Ah! My little Changbinnie has a new girlfriend. I’m happy to meet you, dear.”  

Admittedly, running into his neighbour - an older, grey-haired woman - in the hallway was unplanned. All you had wanted was to go over to your place so that you could get some clean clothes for the next couple of days. And when Changbin escorted you outside like the gentleman he was, there she suddenly was - all smiles and calling you his girlfriend. Which, honestly, wouldn’t have been too bad had he not reacted in the worst way possible.

“No, Mrs Cho. Just a friend. "

Just a friend? He surely didn’t get blowjobs every night from any of his other friends.

That night, you didn’t come back, making up some fake excuse about an assignment you had totally forgotten about. Later that evening, when you met up with your best friend, you pondered for hours about how to react and what to do about it.

That was when you came up with this ridiculous idea.

It took you a couple of hours to make up your mind about whether you should do something so dangerous - cruel even. But you needed to do something, and after coming up with this devious plan, you couldn’t stop thinking about it. Frankly, you were also pretty curious how Changbin would react.

So, there you were the following day, holding on to dear life below Changbin as he worked your spine into his soft mattress, screaming a made-up name as you reached your peak.

“Fuck! Jimin!”

“What?”

The second you opened your mouth, you already regretted ever coming up with an idea so absurd. Though, it was already too late. Changbin stopped every single one of his movements on top of you, causing you to fall from your high quicker than usual.

“What did you just say?”

“I- I didn’t say anything.”

You had never been a good liar, and when he pulled out of you, the duvet hugging his tight upper body, you just knew your face was as red as a tomato.

“Don’t you lie to me, y/n! That sure as hell wasn’t my name you just cried when you came. So, who the fuck is he?”

Had Changbin not been furious at that moment, his narrow eyes drilling holes into your skin, you would have swooned over his jealousy. After all, knowing that he could get jealous over you screaming someone else’s name meant that you indeed weren’t just a friend to him.

“It’s no one,” you explained, sitting up in his bed. Changbin’s brow furrowed as he looked at you in a mixture of anger, confusion, and hurt. “It was just a prank. God, I’m so stupid. I didn’t mean to- but Yuqi-” You were stumbling over your own words, so you took a quick second to catch your breath before reaching out to touch his cheek. “You called me a friend in front of your neighbour yesterday, so Yuqi and I came up with a plan make you jealous because we’re obviously not just friends . It was just a stupid prank. I’m so sorry.”

“A prank?” Changbin assured himself as you nodded. You felt bad for him as you hadn’t expected him to be hurt by your dumb plan. Though, the look of relief after finding out that you weren’t seeing anyone else was quickly overshadowed by a different side of him. “So, you think it’s okay to scream another man’s name while I make you come? Maybe it’s time for me to teach you a lesson.”

In only two quick motions, Changbin had forced you to lay back down, his hands keeping your legs in place as he made his way further down your body. You were still pretty much coming down from your previous orgasm as you felt his tongue push between your folds, licking a thick stripe up until he reached your clit. He flicked it before sucking it between his lips, causing your back to arch against his grip.

“How about I make you come until you get it right? How does that sound?” As Changbin’s teeth nibbled at your nub, a broken whimper left your lips, causing him to chuckle against your crotch. “That’s what I thought.”

While his tongue ran up and down your slit, spreading your previous release as well as his saliva all over your still sensitive area, you tried wiggling out of his grip. You should have known that while he was usually being gentle when it came to sex, the muscles he was training every possibility he got could do more than open a glass of pickles. As his fingers were digging into the skin of your thighs, you could barely move a centimetre away from his merciless mouth.

Your hands went to Changbin’s hair, pulling at the strands to get him to stop, though it was to no avail. He was set on getting you off again, and there was nothing you could do about it other than take it.

Soon your body was shaking below him, quivering with every move he made as wet sounds filled the room. Had you not laid on his bed, your legs would have surely given out under the amount of pleasure he was causing you.

“Fuck! Please Chang- Changbin. This is too.. too much.”

Your desperate pleas for mercy were met with nothing but ignorance as his tongue kept lapping at your entrance. Overwhelmed with pleasure and pain from the overstimulation, you tried to find something to hold on to - anything, really. All you could get a hold of at the second though, was one of his pillows as you pulled it towards your mouth to stifle your whimpering.

“Don’t! I want to hear you.”

Just as quickly as you had retrieved it, Changbin had pulled the pillow away from your mouth, throwing it into a random corner in his room.

Your breathing was unsteady as you tried holding onto his sheets instead, though that only caused them to loosen at the corners of his mattress.

“Fu-Fuck! So- so close!”

When Changbin heard that, he immediately loosened the grip around your thighs, one of his strong hands coming around your stomach to keep you still as the other hand disappeared between your legs. You wouldn’t have even noticed that had he not entered two of his fingers a second later, curling them up against that delicious spot inside you.

With the added pleasure from his thick fingers, you eventually reached your second high, struggling for air as you were starting to run out of it.

Tears started streaming down your face while frantic cries of his name left your mouth again and again as he led you through your orgasm. You almost thought that he was going for another one when he finally, after overstimulating you to a dangerous point, drew away, his fingers sliding out of you.

As Changbin made his way up your body, he buried his teeth into your skin every few kisses. They would surely leave some bite marks but right now, you were just glad that he had stopped. Another orgasm would have probably ended you.

“You’re beautiful when you’re all fucked out.” The compliment almost got by you as you were still occupied with catching your breath.

“Are- Fuck..” you cursed as you took a deep breath so that at least your brain could get the necessary oxygen. “Are you flirting with me right now?”

“How are you still such a tease after I just fucked all that out of you?” Changbin questioned with a smile before pressing a soft, wet kiss to your lips. “You should be really thankful I like my girlfriends on the sassier side.” To his surprise, you didn’t react to his words as you simply slid out of his bed, covering your upper body with the first thing you found lying on the floor. “Where are you going? Is that my shirt?”

“Relax. I’m not going anywhere, just the bathroom,” you calmed him as you made your way towards his bathroom door to clean up. “Also, you should probably get used to sharing your clothes with me. After all, that’s what I do with all my boyfriends.”

You teasingly stuck your tongue out at Changbin as he quickly sprung up from his bed to chase after you just as teasingly as loud giggles left your mouth.

[fawnlino]

working on a sweet + smut fic with han and a hate sex fic with changbin! hopefully i can post at least one before the month ends 🤍

#skz hard hours

[fawnlino]

2,82,93 with minho plsss 🤩 93 is made for him honestly

PART OF THE SPECIAL DRABBLE EVENT

LEE KNOW x FEMALE READER | 1.6k | EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT, ENEMIES TO LOVERS, MINHO CRASHES MOVIE NIGHT, HE’S SEXY AND HE KNOWS IT, THIGH RIDING, HEAVY SEXUAL TENSION 🔞

2. "I wouldn't fuck you if you were the last person on earth."

82. "Really? Because your pussy is saying something different, sweetheart."

93. "Use my thigh. You've been staring at it all night anyway."

Prompt list here, drabble masterlist here

Movie night was supposed to be your sacred thing.

The one night of the week where you got to spend undisturbed time with Jisung, where you’d switch your phones off and curl up together, poking fun at the stupid b-movie or bawling at the cringy rom-com like two best friends are supposed to do.

Like you’ve done for the past year straight, every Thursday, without fail.

Jisung always maintained that he loved the movie nights as much as you did. That he’d always honour them, no matter what. Just the two of you.

Turns out, Han Jisung is a damn liar, because here you find yourself squashed between two warm bodies on your loveseat sofa, instead of the one you’re used to. The one you want. Entirely unimpressed and awash with irritation, you know that Jisung’s apologetic for inviting his other friend along, but he was left with no choice – or so he’d said.

You just don’t understand why it had to be the friend you happen to utterly despise.

Lee Minho was the polar opposite of Jisung in almost every way. Abrasive, rude, broody for no reason and a tongue as sharp as the bridge of his nose. You only knew of him through your mutual connection to Jisung, and he was most certainly one of those people you wouldn’t ever socialise with if you had a choice. And from what you gather, he’s not entirely keen on you either. You’d always drawn that up to your relationship with Jisung, how close the two of you are. One of the first things you ever noticed about Minho was his tendency to be possessive, and that seems to extends to his friends as much as anything else.

Jisung to your left, snuggled under the blanket and resting his head on your shoulder. Minho to your right, adequately manspreading and taking up more room than he actually needs, arm thrown over the back of the sofa and a bag of snacks in his lap. A bag of your snacks, no less.

You can’t even focus on the damn movie – it’s one Minho chose, because ‘he’s a guest’, as Jisung had so aptly put it. Never mind that he’s an unwanted one.

The dull blue glow of the television illuminates the room, casts shadows over the sharp planes of Minho’s face that you only happen to glance at through your periphery when he hums around a snack. He’s handsome – that much you can admit. Even when he’s not trying to be. He’s wearing loose cotton shorts and a fitted tee; the material stretches over his chest with the way his arm is slung back.

You’re glad the room is mostly dark, for as much as you dislike Minho, you’re only human, and human nature dictates that your body responds to Minho’s physique the only way it knows how. Inappropriately. For when he opted not to take the blanket Jisung offered him it naturally drew attention to his thighs, and you couldn’t believe you’d never noticed before how… thick they were. Lean, muscled. Smooth. They look even thicker pressed against the cushioned seat, and with human nature being in control the subsequent flush of heat that swept your neck was helpless. The warmth blossoming in your gut, involuntary.

Just another reason for you to hate him, you suppose.

“Mhm, need a drink,” Jisung rasps, pushing himself off the sofa.

“Want me to pause it?” Minho calls as the younger pads down the corridor towards the kitchen.

“Nah. Anyone want anything?”

“No thank you,” you call back. Minho doesn’t answer.

With the absence of Jisung you immediately find a reason to lean away from Minho, relishing in the extra space. You shuck the blanket you were sharing with him off your legs, an effort to cool yourself down – Jisung is basically a human radiator.

“You hot?” Minho mumbles. You’re surprised he’s even addressing you at all. When Jisung’s not around you usually sit in stoic silence until he returns, and even then, all communication passes through him.

“I’m fine.”

“Maybe you could sit on the floor,” he smiles sweetly. “If it’s too hot for you up here.”

“Of course, you’d make me sit on the floor in my own damn house,” you mock laugh. “Ever the gentleman, Minho.”

“I’m just trying to help.”

“Don’t need your help, thanks.”

“Rude.”

The exchange is abrupt, but it sets something aflutter in your chest.

“What the hell is taking him so long?” you sigh, leaning forwards on your knees.

Minho scoffs, throwing another snack between parted lips.

“What’s the rush? Can’t handle being alone with me?”

“What?”

“I don’t blame you. Many people have failed to control themselves around me,” he smirks. “I am devastatingly attractive, after all.”

You exaggerate a gagging motion, rolling your eyes at him.

“I wouldn’t fuck you if you were the last person on earth,” you smile, saccharine sweet.

Minho blinks at you, head cocking in surprise.

“Who said anything about fucking?” he shakes his head.

“W- Well, that’s what you were implying.”

“Was it? Don’t think so.”

“It was!” you exclaim, feeling heat rise to your ears.

“Nah,” he purses his lips. “Feels like you were just thinking about fucking me and saw an opportunity to bring it up.”

“Oh my god, you’re so fucking-”

At that moment, Jisung wanders back into the room, looking decidedly paler than when he left. His hands are tangled in his large hoodie, eyes a little sunken in as he pads over to you.

“You okay?” you stand and move over to him, grateful for the break in wherever that conversation was going. “You don’t look so good.”

“Mhm, don’t feel well,” he swipes a sleeve over his lips. “Think I should go.”

“Like this? No, Jisung, you can’t.”

You see his small hands trembling, pressing the back of your hand to his forehead tells you of his soaring temperature. You can’t let him walk all the way back to his dorms in this state.

“Crash here tonight,” you assure him, stroking his upper arms. “Go take my bed.”

“You sure?” he blinks.

“Of course. Go. Clothes are in the dresser if you want to change, I’ll check on you in a few hours.”

He offers you a weak smile, murmurs his thanks before he shuffles off down the corridor again, towards your bedroom.

“Wow,” Minho muses from the sofa. “You’re not a total ice queen, after all.”

“Ugh, are you still here?”

You whip around to the sofa, grabbing the remotes from the arms and shutting off the television, flicking the corner lamp on as you go. If Minho needs any bigger hint that his invitation’s expired, you’re not sure what it is.

You’re about to tell him he’s overstayed his welcome when you turn back to him, only for your heart to swell two sizes bigger as you realise Minho’s outstretched on your sofa, head thrown back to the arm and eyes closed in content.

“What are you doing?” you hiss, moving over to him.

“Getting comfortable. We had a conversation to finish. Something about you never wanting to fuck me?”

Your throat dries out as he opens his eyes, his dark stare reducing you to a mess of incoherent thoughts and sensibilities, not least of which is screaming at you to kick him out before something bad happens.

Something very bad.

He outstretches his hand, crooking his middle and index finger.

“Come here,” he coaxes.

And you do.

You pad over to him, feeling a little like you’re watching your own body betray you as he takes both your hands when you’re close enough, guiding you over his lap to straddle him. Yet he surprises you by singling out one thigh, slotting it between your legs, tight and warm, holding you in place.

It’s comfortable – a little foreign, and certainly not where you saw yourself being tonight.

“They say hate sex is the best kind of sex, you know,” he observes, lidded eyes raking over your form.

“At least you know I hate you,” you quip, fully aware that the words out of your mouth are hopeless when you’re perched on this thigh like this.

“Again – didn’t say anything about us having hate sex, darling.”

You stagger a breath, heat pooling in your centre as warm hands glide along your bare thighs, squeezing gently.

“A minute ago, you were saying you wouldn’t fuck me if I were the last person on earth,” he blinks at you.

“I meant it.”

“Really? Because your pussy is saying something different, sweetheart.”

Fuck.

“Can feel it, right here,” he flexes the muscle nestled against your groin. “Warm. Wet.”

Hearing those words from him sends a curl of heat up your spine, tingles over your skin as he tenses again, his plush lips parting in satisfaction with the gentle groan that leaves you.

“Use my thigh,” he breathes. “You’ve been staring at it all night anyway.”

“Haven’t.”

Minho hums in dismissive response, rocking you over the thick expanse of his leg. He hikes up your oversized shirt, gaze focusing on your clothed pussy, your moisture darkening the material with your growing arousal. You let your weight rest on him, against all better judgement you allow yourself to feel the fullness of him between your legs, and a shudder rips through you.

The friction is nice. Feels good. Better than anything you imagined could come from him, of all people.

He rocks you carefully, sets a pace for you to work to. The leather of the sofa squeaks beneath your movements, your thighs tremble when he bounces you gently, the fat of his thigh moulds to your quivering clit.

“Fuck…” you whimper, throwing your head back.

“Want you to come like this,” he tucks his arm behind his head. Lazy. Nonchalant. Like you might as well not even be there.

“Then maybe we revisit that hate sex, hm?”

[fawnlino]

yum!! my breakfast lunch and dinner for the next few days

❝𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄❞

♡ ׅ  ׂ·  masterlist. ┊ wc: 2K.

⚠︎ ׅ  ׂ· warnings: cheating, soft!dom minho, dryhumping, nipple play, oral (m receiving), pet names, corruption, praise kink, lots of fluff

♡ ׅ  ׂ·  summary: minho couldn’t tell you to leave your boyfriend, because you were dating his best friend - but what he could do was sneak off with you for a quickie whenever he wanted.

note: i don’t condone cheating this is just a plot!!

“you mean to world to me,” minho murmured as he ghosted his lips over yours. “do you know that?” 

you offered a weak smile as you nodded, touched by his words. 

“i love you y/n,” he whispered carefully, opening his glossed eyes to gaze at you. “so fucking much it hurts.”

“i know, baby,” you said as you nodded your head slowly. “i love you so much too, but this is it. we can’t keep sneaking around changbin’s back… it’s not right it’s fucked up.” you explained. you hated yourself for cheating on your boyfriend, and every time you wanted to break up with him, something would prevent you from doing so. changbin didn’t deserve this. yesterday, he managed to surprise you with a picnic date, flowers and couple-jewellery, causing you to feel so bad because you knew you had a late night rendezvous planned with his best friend later. you couldn’t keep doing this.

“i know,” minho muttered, his hands tracing the curves of your body. “i just need show you how much i love you. can i, baby?” he asked, making you shiver a little beneath his touch before you nodded and moved up onto your toes, pressing your lips to his.

he pulled back, planting small pecks on your lips, “one last time,” he whispered against your lips before holding you close and kissing you with everything he had.

it was sure to be your last kiss for a while and minho wanted it to be your best.

he guided you backwards to the nearest wall, pressing you against it as both of your tongues battled for dominance. you could taste the faint hint of his favorite cherry candy on his tongue, making you groan into the kiss as you pulled him closer, savoring his taste that you loved so much. you felt your entire body being ignited as he slowly slipped his hands under your hoodie, his thumb rubbing circles onto your stomach.

“you always look cute in my clothes,” minho smiled weakly before he began leaving a trail of kisses down your exposed jawline and neck, making sure to leave visible love bites as he grinded his hips into yours, the feeling shooting down your whole body as you moaned. he looked back up at you as you bit your bottom lip, teasingly gazing into his eyes. “god, you drive me crazy just by looking at me,” he said, it came out as a low growl as his body took control over his brain. “i wish you were mine.”

you kissed him hard before wrapping your arms around his neck and letting a soft, almost inaudible moan escape your throat as your tongues duelled passionately. minho ran his hands down your hips and body, never breaking the kiss as he groped you and fiercely roamed your mouth before placing his hand to the back of your neck as he pulled you closer, tangling his fingers in your hair. when you finally pulled away for air, you were both panting heavily as you stared each other down.

minho spared you a small crooked smile before he pressed a kiss to your forehead, making you blush and look down at the floor. “hey,” he whispered, his incredible scent making goosebumps erupt all over your body as he gently tucked some hair behind your ear, causing your head to snap up, “i love you. don’t ever doubt that.”

“i love you, too.” you smiled as your eyes sparkled, studying his features for a second before your eyes turned dark with lust and desire. swallowing hard, you reached down and tugged on the hem of his shirt before pulling it up a bit as your finger began travelling over his toned abs. minho sighed contently as your fingernails lightly scraped over his bare chest before he finally pulled it over his head and tossed it aside.

you stared at the muscles of his chest as you scraped your nails over it and down to the scar on his stomach, feeling the goose bumps erupt over his body. he couldn’t help but let a low growl escape his throat before you kissed him again, muffling his sounds as you fingers reached the hem of his jeans. ever so slowly you stroked your index finger along the skin just above his jeans, causing him to harden even further. you cupped him through the fabric, squeezing him softly as your tongues still battled before he broke the kiss.

“are you sure about this?” he asked softly, groaning a little as his hips pressed into your hand.

you offered him a smile and nodded, “more sure than i ever was about anything before.” you said, wrapping both of your hands around his neck before you spoke again, “i can’t ever get enough of you… want you inside me so bad.” you confessed, slightly blushing at your own words.

minho smirked at the soft pink that now colored your cheeks, “i can’t get enough of you, either,” he whispered into your ear, his hot breath making you moan softly. “my pretty girl…” he pressed a soft kiss on your cheek before planting wet, hot kisses on your neck as he nipped, sucked and licked at your tender flesh, making you tilt your head and give him better access.

you could feel the wetness between your legs as he proceeded to kiss his way down to your collarbone.

“i’m gonna miss this,” he muttered, softly running his teeth over your skin as you tangled your fingers into his hair and tugged on it. “so much.” he breathed, running his tongue along your breasts, slowly unzipping your hoodie as you threw your head back in pleasure and whimpered. he instantly buried his face in your breasts, groaning as he licked and sucked at the skin, completely overwhelmed by the sensation of your skin, your whimpers, your heartbeat, everything.

soon your breathing became erratic, watching him through half-lidded eyes as he claimed your body. you arched your back when he tenderly groped your tits, his mouth sucking on your nipple and his thumb caressing your other nipple, playing with them until you had a throbbing need between your thighs.

“minho… please.” you whimpered.

“what do you want, y/n?” he questioned in a low tone as his hand made contact with your core, pressing his fingers into the sensitive area.

you inhaled sharply, whimpering when he ran his index finger up and down slowly. “whatever you desire to do with me.”

a dark look full of hunger crossed over his face, your response pleasing him. “whatever i desire hmm?” he asked, his fingers pushing your thin, soaked panties aside before circling your swollen nub and continuing the movement until he was satisfied with your sounds.

“yes, baby,” you breathed, your nails digging into his back as you felt your legs starting to tremble, the knot of pleasure building in the pit of your stomach. minho attached his mouth to your breast, kissing and licking the curve around it before taking your nipple into his mouth, the sensation sending heat between your thighs.

he kept rubbing your pulsating clit and giving your breasts his attention until you were writhing and on the brink of letting go. just then, he pulled his hand away and began kissing a trail down your body before leaning back on his knees, grabbing your inner thigh and placing your left leg over his shoulder as you panted heavily.

minho gazed up to find you staring back at him. “you’re so beautiful…” he blurted out, a soft smile forming on his face. your face was flushed, your lips parted as you panted heavily, your hair was messy and tousled, but to him, that was the truest form of beauty and you have never looked more beautiful. he kneeled down in front of you as he kissed your ankles and all the way up the inside of your thighs, his hands stroking the outside. just as his head moved up further and parted your thighs with his hands, he groaned as he came to face with your soaked panties. he came closer and closer to your clit, lightly blowing on it before you pushed him away.

“wait,” it was a hoarse, panted whisper. “i want you to teach me something first.” you muttered slowly, staring into his brown eyes.

he furrowed his eyebrows and frowned a little, “what exactly do you want me to teach you?”

you took his hand, pulling him up to you as he furrowed his brows again, for a moment thinking that you would leave him. “i want you to teach me how to please you,” you said, your eyes darkening with lust and desire as you spoke, “how to make you moan, how to make you lose all your senses.”

he grunted, feeling his dick hardening further at your words, if that was even possible before roaming his hand over your exposed body and leaning in to kiss you deeply, his lips crashing onto yours as your tongues clashed together, muffled moans escaping your throats.

as you broke your kiss, you pressed your foreheads together. “so,” you muttered, “are you gonna teach me?”

“of course baby,” he breathed into your mouth, firmly gripping your hips as you began sucking fiercely on his neck. he began grinding his hips into yours, dry humping you for all that its worth to show you how much he wanted you. “fuck—, anytime,” he growled, causing you to moan and feel a sensation you’ve never felt before.

“good,” you licked your lips before your hands moved to his belt, quickly unbuckling it and removing your lips from his neck to study his face as you unbuttoned and unzipped his pants.

your fingers travelled over his toned chest, before moving downwards to his briefs, making him throw his head back and groan loudly as you slipped your hands into his boxers, the soft skin of your hands making contact with his aching cock. slowly running your hand up and down his length, you pulled his boxers, freeing his aching member from its confines as you slowly scraped your fingernails over his thighs before firmly gripping the base of his cock with your left hand.

a low growl escaped his throat as you began rubbing his tip with your thumb, smearing the pre-cum all over it as he kept groaning and moaning loudly. “shit, that feels so good princess,” he moaned as he dropped his face in the crook of your neck, jerking his hips up and pushing himself into your hand. you started to leave open-mouthed kisses all over his neck and collarbone, all the while stroking his length with a slow and steady rhythm and before he could even protest, you got down on your knees and wrapped your mouth around his tip.

“fuck,” was all he could muster, low throaty sounds escaping his throat as you cupped his balls with your left hand, massaging them gently your other hand squeezed his ass. you began bobbing your head, sucking and licking his cock and softly scraping your teeth over his flesh, causing his cock to twitch and his hips to jerk up into your mouth. “you’re so good at this, i’m gonna cum if you keep doing that.” he grunted through gritted teeth, losing all control over his body.

you moaned against him, sending countless vibrations up his body as you circled the tip of his cock with your tongue, tasting his pre-cum.

“you have no idea how long i’ve wanted to fuck your mouth,” he groaned just as you felt his balls tighten, making you take him all the way into your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat as you gagged, but didn’t stop. the moans and growls of pleasure he let out was only getting you so much wetter than you were before. instead of licking up and down his shaft, you decided to suck hard as your finger and thumb firmly pressed into his base, holding him in place.

that sent him over the edge, his hands entangling themselves in your hair as he held you in place and kept thrusting into your mouth. minho groaned loudly as he let go and came into your mouth.

you swallowed him down and continued to suck him until he came down from his high. “you’re so fucking amazing,” he breathed heavily as he pulled you up into his arms. “let me return the favour.”

hope you guys like this story drabble, please leave feedback and let me know what you think! 💗 didn’t proofread so if there’s any grammar errors oops i’m high

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[fawnlino]

i….🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️

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[fawnlino]

귀여워요...

Synopsis: You’ve been dating Hyunjin for a while and you haven’t let your insecurities intrude upon your relationship yet. But, Hyunjin is perfect in every way and all you want to do is take care of him and you think you can never live up to what he deserves. However, when Hyunjin finally hears about how discouraged you feel, he will make sure you know how precious you are.

Content: a bit of fluff and angst but mostly smut, fem!reader x Hyunjin, insecure!reader, dom!hyunjin, sub!reader, reader is described as being chubby/fat/plus size, perv!Hyunjin (like a lot ohmygod), innocent!reader, virigin!reader, corruption kink, pet names, impact play, punishment, degradation, man handling, praise kink, no use of condom (wrap it before you tap it guys !!!)

Word Count: 5.9k (oh jeez)

Author’s Notes: okay so this is my first time publishing something I wrote, so please be patient with me ! I’m hoping to put more content out in the future :) Also, the title means “cute” in Korean. 

Hyunjin was stuck in the dorms, the rain cancelling his plans to go on a midnight picnic with you by the Han river. He didn’t care though. He still got to see you later tonight, and that was all that mattered. On days like this, when his muscles ached from the early morning dance practices and his throat was sore from the late-night vocal sessions, you were the only thing that could recharge him.

When you cuddled him, pampered him, and called him “baby” after he had been straining himself all day, he felt as if all the pain was worth it. Sometimes, though his feet were burning from dancing, he was happy because he knew that you would be at home, waiting for him. To cook for him, hug him, twirl his hair, kiss him, press him into your figure… 

He loved days like these because you would treat him so nicely, and call him your baby; especially today since you were stuck in his mind all throughout practice. He even messed up during dance practice (earning a burning glare for Leeknow) because he was stuck thinking about you… you and that fucking skirt you wore last night.

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[fawnlino]

ꕤ — Lingering Scent.

pairing: seungmin x afab!reader

warnings: smut, scent kink, a bit of perv!reader and a handful of perv!seungmin, oral sex (m. receiving), masturbation

notes: still working on improving my writing and english skills but in the meanwhile, i hope you enjoy this! 🖤likes, comments, reblogs, and asks are highly appreciated.

"THIS is not for free." Seungmin grunts, placing the bag of Mcdonald's down on your coffee table as he plops down your sofa. You replied with a hum, not bothering to turn your head away from your laptop to greet him. These past few weeks made you really busy with work; being the newest employee in your company meant you had to make a good impression and unfortunately, it was a lot more difficult given that everyone was working from home. You couldn't charm your way into their hearts so you had to make up for it by doing more than what was expected of you.

"(y/n), stop working. It's already an hour and a half past your shift, you're not getting paid enough for this."

"Just give me another hour, please." You whined. "Also, pretty pretty please. one more favor..." You turned to him for the first time ever since he arrived at your place, looking at him with puppy eyes that earned a groan of annoyance from him.

"Can you unload my laundry from the dryer. Please." Seungmin put on a poker face, staring at you as you make cute noises begging him. "FINE, whatever gets you to stop doing that." He stood up and headed to your bathroom, which also serves as your laundry room.

"Thank you!" You turned back to your work. Seungmin has been your best friend for a while now. You met during your internship and have been inseparable ever since. Despite all the teasing and the bickering, you two really genuinely loved and cared for each other. But lately more often than not, there are things he does that gives you butterflies and sometimes even, riled up. It didn't really stop you from wondering what if you crossed the line. Just once.

"I can't believe I'm becoming her errand boy." Seungmin half-assed opened the dryer. His eyes roamed around the room in search for a clean hamper to put your dried clothes in. His gaze dart towards the corner of your bathroom, where an empty hamper rests next to your pile of dirty clothes.

"This girl, i swear to god." Groaning at the fact you just put your dirty clothes on the floor. Reaching his hand for the basket, his eyes land on the black laced underwear resting on top of your used clothes. He froze in place, swallowing when he noticed he drooled a bit. He turned his head to the door, trying to see if you were still busy and by the sound of keyboards clicking, he knew you were.

You weren't the only one that gets turned on by him. You also unknowingly do things and make sounds that sends blood rushing to his crotch but what helps him get off the most at night was how you smelled. The faint scent of flowers from your shampoo and your signature fragrance never fails to send him into overdrive. So seeing your used panties lying here in the open, the curiosity of knowing how you naturally smelled eating him inside.

"Fuck it." He ended up reaching for your lace panties instead. He held it in his hand for a while, rubbing the fabric as he contemplates what he's about to do. A bulge start to form in his pants just by looking at your panties and with the rush that he might get caught by you. He raised your underwear by his nose and inhaled your scent. "Fuck."

His knees felt weak and made him sit down the toilet, his free hand moving to palm his clothed sex. With every breath, he presses your panties firmly against his face indulging in your smell. He unbuckled his belt and pulled out his throbbing member, stroking it gently. A groan of pleasure and relief leaving his lips that were softly muffled by your intimate wear.

Seungmin lets himself dive in your scent; imagining you sitting on his face as you take his cock in your warm mouth. His eyes close shut and his head rolled back hitting the wall as he started to increase the speed of his hand.

"(y/n), fuck why do you smell so delicious." He curses under his breath, working himself to the edge.

"Cause I am delicious." The sound of your voice gave him a fright. His body flinched in surprise, immediately turning away to hide his actions and crumpling your panties to hide it in his large hand. His face turned into a light shade of pink as you walked towards him. "I...can explain...." His voice soft in embarrassment, his eyes avoiding your gaze.

"You don't have to. I got all the evidence I need." You nodded towards the underwear peeking from his hand. He timidly opens his hand and hands you your laced panties. You set them aside as you kneeled in front of him. Your hand traveling to his chin, raising his head. "Let me help you."

A spark of excitement flashed across his face. Seungmin reached for your nape, slowly but firmly wrapping a hand around it as he pushed you towards his throbbing cock. You opened your mouth to let him in, letting him use your warm hole as he pleased. He gave one rough thrust and slammed his cock right into your mouth, the tip pressing against the back of your throat making you gag in response. “Your mouth...feels...so excruciatingly good...wrapped around my dick.” The praise adding to the pool of excitement forming between your thighs.

"You don't know how much I've wanted this." He managed to say between his heavy breaths, making eye contact with you as he thrusts as roughly as he pleased, watching as tears formed around your eyes as you look up at him; An image that he wished would stay in his mind forever. His cock twitched as you hummed in response, the vibration sending him to cloud nine. His eyes roll back and his moans got more pornographic and sinful, you knew he was getting close.

You pulled away, stroking his cock in your hands as you swallowed the precum he left in your mouth. "Why'd you stop?" He pants, his eyes closed and eyebrows furrowed in frustration. "Let's move to the bed." You stood up, grabbing a handful of his shirt and pulling him up and guiding towards the bedroom.

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[fawnlino]

rb with your skz bias and sexuality in the tags i'm scienceing

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[fawnlino]

[5:38 PM]

pairing: leeknow x dom fem!reader

genre: smut

word count: 900+

warnings: cross-dressing, bondage, use of rope, use of nicknames, dom!reader, sub!minho, use of sex toys, oral sex (m! receiving), traffic light system, edging, orgasm denial.

note: thank you so much for 100+ followers! It actually took me so long to think of a drabble but I rewatched skz family today and got all riled up with milfho again. (He's so hot. I'm over the edge.) Hence, this fic(?) or drabble. idk. it's a shortie. it's a quickie that I don't have a title for yet. I hope you enjoy this. Comments on this fic via reblog, comment, or asks are highly appreciated. Thank you!

"You look so pretty dressed like this, Minho." You take a glimpse of your boyfriend on his knees in front you by the end of the bed, wearing a thin white satin dress that barely covered his toned body, pink fishnet stockings that rise up to the middle of his thighs, and a lush brown wig that falls to his lower back. His face was painted with a soft blush and glittered eyeshadow, his lips bright red as the color of his ears.

He hangs his head in embarrassment as you trace his jaw and chin with your index finger. "Why are you so shy? You said you'd give me anything I want tonight." Tonight was one of the most happiest nights in your career. Finally promoted after working your ass off for the last two years.

When your boyfriend heard the news, He said on top of the lovely dinner he prepared, you get to do whatever you want to him (as long as he was comfortable with it) and he couldn't bitch about it unless, of course, if it gets too much, he'll let you know using the traffic light system both of you established early in the relationship.

You nudge him to look up at you. His lips slightly parted and his eyes sparkling with want. Little by little you move your face closer to his, he wanted to touch you so bad but you commanded him to keep his hands to himself or else. Your noses touch and you can feel his hot breath against your lips. You look up to his eyes that were shut close anticipating the next step but you just stayed there, watching him wait.

His body aching to be touched, his lips dying to be against yours. Like a snap, his body betrayed him and dove into the kiss. You immediately pulled back, not even letting him taste you completely. "My princess..." you walked to your drawer, rummaging to get a small seemingly innocent box. "Can't you follow MY rules just this night or are you that much of a brat?" You sat down behind him and pulled out a thick red rope. You guided Minho unto the bed and gestured him to lie down, which he follows.

He was actually being obedient though struggling to not let his dick do the thinking for him. He lied down on the bed, his dick forming a tent under his dress which you find adorable. "Trust me, you'll both hate this and love it." you reassured him as you tie his hands on both ends of the head rest.

In the same box, you pull out an 6-inch pink vibrator. He gulped at the sight, possible scenarios going through his mind. Are you just gonna let him watch? Or what if you would not let him watch and just let him hear the sound? Or what he was nervous of, you'll use it on him.

With a press of a button, the toy started to vibrate at its lowest possible level. He gulped at the sound, looking at your bedroom's ceiling. Nervously anticipating your next step. Suddenly like a wave of electricity, he felt you press the toy against the space between his balls and dick. He lets out the most delicious moan you've ever heard from him. His eyes rolled back and bit his bottom lip to keep himself from screaming.

You move the toy towards the tip in an excruciating slow pace. His hand formed fists desperately trying to grab unto something, his wrists blistered, covered in rope marks. "y/n, please." was the only words he managed to form.

This feeling was new for him; painful but at the same time, he keeps wanting more. He hates how much you're making him suffer but at the same time, he loves it. "What do you want?" You ask, your free hand massaging his tense thighs making your way to cup his balls.

Grunts, moans, and occasional screams of pleasure and pain leave his mouth but no coherent words. His head pressed firmly against the pillow that his wig is starting to come loose. "Minho, I'm waiting." You wait for his response, pressing the toy firmly against his tip. You turned up the level by 2 and heard him scream your name out loud, as a plea to be properly touched.

"Let me..." His breath hitching, "fuck you."

"No, this is what I want." You pulled the toy away, and without warning swallowed him whole. The sudden warmth of your mouth made his dick twitch and his mind starts to become blurry. You bobbed your head a few times and pulled away with a pop. "Color?" You ask, reaching for his face to keep the strands of wig away from his face.

"Green."

You took hold of the toy and gently pressed it by his entrance, though you didn't push it in. With your hands, you pushed his legs farther apart then sprayed kisses along his thighs to the base of his cock as you move your hand up and down his length.

Minho was in heaven; he couldn't think, see, nor speak clearly. He lets his body give in to the pleasure that you're giving him. His back was arched, mouth spewing incoherent words and moans that could possibly be the death of you.

His cock starts to twitch and his legs starts to shake, you knew he was getting close. You pulled back and kneeled over him, basking in the way sweat and tears pool by the side of his face, his eyes closed shut, eyebrows furrowed, and words such as "please don't stop" coming out his pretty mouth.

"but kitten," you moved to grab his chin and make him look at you. His beautiful eyes pleading you to continue. "I think I'm enjoying this way too much."

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