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leeknow-thoughts · 1 month

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girl next door

pairing: fem!seo changbin x afab!reader

warnings: 🔞!!!!, neighbor au!, exhibitionism, consensual voyeurism, masturbation, mommy kink, pov switching, subby little minx bin, cunnilingus, scissoring

a/n: hi!!! happy valentine’s day my stinkers, here’s some sweetie pie fem!bin 🫶🏻 inspired by this scene from below her mouth lmao. saw the movie like 5 yrs ago and thought it was wack, but that particular scene was the best part!!! enjoy <3

she doesn’t know when she turned into such an exhibitionist, but she has an inkling that you’re to blame.

that sounds harsh. she’d never blame you for anything, but you do make her want to do things she’d never imagined herself doing before.

you’re changbin’s neighbor. the perfect neighbor to be exact. your music doesn’t rattle her windows when she tries to sleep, your dog doesn’t hike a leg up in her seasonal flowers or shred her mail, and she never feels awkward trying to make conversation with you whenever she spots you outside during her morning jogs. you’re a rocket ship too, she can’t forget to mention that.

she’d consider you the Best Neighbor Ever even if you weren’t drop dead gorgeous, but that certainly adds to it.

your relationship is a rather recent development, still giddy new and sweet.

changbin finds herself in this predicament after your dates together. this one is special though. it’s valentine’s day, and she’s spent it at your house, surrounded by you and your enticing scent.

she’s good at flirting; she knows she is. quick to give affection and even quicker to give compliments, but you giving them back? you reciprocating her flirting remarks and touches and gazes? it’s all too much.

the tension makes her ache, always sends her home with soaking wet panties and a throbbing clit after you kiss her farewell on the corner of her mouth.

she knows what she’ll be doing the second she gets home and pulls her pretty dress off, and you know it too. changbin also knows that you’ll be settled on your bed and waiting by the time her bath water warms up.

her ornate, freestanding bathtub has an equally ornate window right beside it. changbin usually leaves her curtains in place, but when she wants to relax, she opens them wide so the natural light floods the bathroom while she settles into her bath. more often than not now, her curtains find themselves open.

it just so happens that your second-story bedroom has a bird’s eye view, and you like to leave your curtains drawn open too.

changbin takes her time getting ready. pulling her hair from her ponytail and fluffing the long, wavy curls over her broad shoulders. taking her earrings out. steam is already filling the bathroom and causing her honeyed skin to flush. she makes sure to move closer to the window as she slowly pulls her pink dress over her head. changbin’s heart pounds, blood rushing in her ears with the promise of you watching her.

she was a naughty girl earlier. the fabric of her slip dress surely was too thin for her to wear a bra, right? you’d see the lines through it, and she didn’t want that. of course that’s the only reason why. so she decided against it, ever aware of her puffy nipples peeking through the silky fabric while you laughed and talked together. you were so sweet to her, made sure to keep your eyes as far away from her ample chest as possible, locking eyes or gazing fondly at her smile instead.

she saw your subtle glances at her chest though, and even thinking of it now makes her preen all over again. you can look all you want; she wants you to look.

that’s what makes her focus on the present again, the thrill of having you watch her. changbin wonders what you’ll think when you realize she wasn’t wearing panties under her little dress either, when you realize you could have slid your hand up her thigh and touched her bare if you wanted. she would have spread her legs for you right there at your kitchen table.

the bath water is warm when she steps into it, and she reclines back onto the curve of the tub, legs stretching out to rest on the other end. the ends of her hair dip into the warm water. she relaxes for a moment, purposely slowing her breathing to try and calm her racing heart. if she looks through her window and up, she’d see you lounging snugly on your bed. she won’t look though; it’s not time to break the illusion yet, and changbin continues to relax before sitting up and lathering her washcloth in soap to really get the show started.

she can be thorough later tonight when she takes an actual shower, this bath is all for show.

changbin squeezes the washcloth above her chest until soapy water cascades down the swell of her breasts. the cloth is set aside, and her hands immediately find her full breasts to spread the suds. her head thunks against the lip of the tub, back bowing sharply while her hands slip and slide on her tits. she pinches at her peaked nipples, and that’s when her mouth falls open in a moan loud enough to echo throughout the open concept of her bathroom.

she’s not even playing it up for you, it really feels that good.

“o-oh, oh,” changbin whimpers, making a point to tug and twist at her nipples until her fingers slip, just to do it again.

water sloshes as she wriggles in the tub. if only you were there to keep her in place. if only you were there behind her, legs draped over her thighs to make her take it like a good girl should.

the thought’s too much, so she parts her legs.

the water’s just warm enough that it sends a shock to her clit, and she’s quick to dip her hand into the water and rub it with the tips of her fingers. it’s already so swollen, that’s what you do to her, protruding slightly from between the meat of her pussy lips. she throws her legs over the sides of the tub.

what a picture she must make. legs spread wide and dripping water down onto her bath mat, fingers rubbing slowly at her sensitive clit, breasts slick and sudsy with residual soap.

she hopes it’s a pretty enough picture that you touch yourself to it. changbin’s not here to get off with her fingers though, and she doesn’t want to keep you waiting too long.

while she plays with her clit, she drops one of her legs back under the water and pulls the drain plug with her toes. so sexy, she thinks to herself, and it makes her giggle. she’s so focused on pinching at her engorged clit that it takes her a few seconds to notice the drain gurgling as it swallows the last of the water.

her fingers give one last rub to that sweet little spot, and then she’s scooting forward to turn on the faucet again, water bill be damned. changbin tests her fingers under the water to check the temperature, and it’s perfect. now she can really get started.

it takes a bit of maneuvering, but she likes it best when she works for her pleasure. the stream of warm water cascades over her stomach while she perches her legs on either side of the faucet; her arms find the sides of the tub, and she uses the strength in her core to push up so that she’s closer to the flow of water.

“mommy!” she cries, and the water beats down directly onto her puffy clit. “s-s-so- so sensitive. binnie’s so sensitive.”

her body rolls, back bowing and hips grinding into the pressure of the warm water. she’s lucky she has enough strength in her core and her arms like this to hold her up despite how hazy her mind is with pleasure. if she angles her hips just right, the water hits her clit just where she needs it to.

she wants to look through her window so bad, but the suspense is part of what makes your little neighborly post-date tradition so damn good. if she looks, what will she see? you love to switch it up just as much as she does.

are you using a toy? fucking your pretty pussy with a dildo or using a vibe on your clit? maybe you’re using your fingers instead to get yourself off. you could be grinding on the nose of your teddy bear or humping a pillow.

and- oh god, that thought has changbin’s clit positively throbbing under the flow of water. a broken keen leaves her lips. her strong thighs flex as she bucks her hips.

“gonna cum so hard, mommy,” changbin whimpers.

she never lasts long like this despite how hard she tries to hold it. the pressure of the water feels too good. it’s so warm, and she feels so slutty knowing that you’re watching her get off like this and hopefully getting off on it too.

that’s what does her in. changbin’s thighs shake when she cums, eyes rolling pitifully up towards the ceiling as that sweet warmth builds in the pit of her belly. her hips buck frantically against the stream of water, arms threatening to give out as her pussy throbs through its orgasm.

changbin lets the water overstimulate her for as long as she can handle, and it’s not until her legs are forcing themselves shut around the faucet that she finally, carefully, lowers herself back into the tub. the chill of the slippery porcelain is a shock against her warm back, and she arches once more to give you one final show.

her eyes slit open, and she can’t help but bring her hands back up to her chest to tug on her pebbled nipples. that’s when she looks up, finally looks out her window and into your bedroom where you’re…

not there?

you’re not curled up in your bed as she expects you to be, like you usually are when you watch her get off for you.

disappointment coils in her stomach, and changbin pouts. she needs to get out. she needs to dry off and put on her fuzzy robe and sit on her couch while she overthinks for the rest of the day.

did you not like it? did you even watch at all?

changbin would have made herself cum either way, but it’s always better when you’re watching her. when you’re keeping an eye on her.

she’s pulled out of her thoughts by a rapid knock at her door. it’s a wonder she heard it from her bathroom, but she’s quick to pull on her robe and scuttle to the fourier to look through the peephole of her front door.

the breath catches in her throat, and she throws open the door before you can raise your hand to knock again.

you can’t fucking take it anymore.

looking isn’t enough. you need to touch her beautiful body, feel the warmth of her skin.

you’ve never considered yourself a particularly lucky person, but there has to be an abundance of it on your side for this to happen to you so frequently now. the buildup of it all still makes your head spin.

it started off sweet and mild one morning while you both had your curtains open. changbin was rushing to put her makeup on in her bathroom vanity for work, and you had just woken up. you both jumped when you noticed each other through your windows, giving shy smiles and waves before continuing on.

weeks went by and you got to know each other, you went on dates, it was only a matter of time before the peculiar placement of your windows caused these little daily meetings to progress.

your flirting had turned borderline sexual after a date one night, the tension had you both touchy and giggly. you’d kissed her slowly on the cheek when she left to walk the short trek home, her silhouette illuminated by the light of your porch you refused to turn off until you saw your girl get safely inside.

you had changed into pajamas and climbed into bed, hoping to text her a little bit before going to sleep, but changbin’s bathroom light flickering on caught your attention. that was the first time you ever saw her naked. you knew she knew, her eyes locked on yours through her window before she bit her lip and took her clothes off, slowly but surely, before sauntering away to take a shower that you didn’t have the pleasure of viewing.

other people might think you’ve missed a few steps in your relationship, but you think it works just fine. it’s getting to be too much though, watching her without touching her yourself. it’s driving you crazy. today should be the day. it’s valentine’s day after all, you’ve already wooed her with a hearty lunch. you’ve already called her beautiful and kissed her pretty lips. you’ve already seen her cum.

changbin is exquisite. the way her body arches and curves while she pleasures herself in the bathtub has your fingers speeding up in your panties while you watch her. she’s spread out like a feast, you can see everything.

the way the water rushes over her big clit has your mouth watering. you need it in your mouth, need to feel it throb on your tongue while her thighs shake on either side of your head. you’d hold her down until she’s begging.

watching her cum is the last straw. you follow with your own orgasm the second you see her eyes roll to the ceiling in bliss and the way her body trembles.

you stumble a bit when you throw yourself from your bed, legs still baby deer shaky from your orgasm. you barely manage to slip on a pair of slippers before grabbing your keys and pounding on changbin’s door before you can think twice.

you need her, and you need her now.

changbin opens the door before you can knock again, and you’re immediately pulled inside by the hands and kissed breathless. she pushes you gently until your back meets the wood of her door.

“sweet girl,” you mumble against her lips. “sweet girl.”

she whines but gives you a confirmatory little nod.

“i- i came for you, did you see? you weren’t there when i looked. was i okay?” you cup her cheeks in your hands while she talks, and her eyes shine when she looks into yours.

“you were perfect, changbinnie, you always are. i just needed to touch you, i couldn’t wait anymore, that’s- that’s all. i literally ran here.”

“you ran?” there’s that smile. she leans forward again until your lips press together. you’re smiling too.

of course you ran. you’d be crazy not to run. you’d walk barefoot over hot coals as long as changbin waits for you with open arms on the other side.

“i fucking ran, seo changbin.” that pulls a giggle out of her, muffled by her tongue slipping warm and wet into your mouth. you could stay here forever, you think, held safe in her strong arms and backed against her pink door until your legs give out. you’d rather get her in bed though, and she whimpers when you tell her just that.

“you must want me a lot,” she smirks, sexy-confident again as she guides you by the hand to her bedroom.

you show her just how much you want her when you bury your face between her legs when you do get her in bed, suck suck sucking on her puffy clit while she runs her thick fingers through your hair.

“you’ll cum again for me, won’t you binnie girl?”

“yes!” she wails. “i’ll cum again!”

changbin must still be so sensitive. she came not too long ago, water beating down on her poor clit until it couldn’t help but cum. now, you soothe it with your tongue, batting at it gently and sucking it as deep in your mouth as it’ll go.

her legs thrash when you pinch her clit between your thumb and index finger too, tongue still flicking deftly at it while you rhythmically pinch it between your fingers. changbin keens high in her throat when you use your free hand to pin down one of her legs.

“i- i’ll cum. binnie’s a- a good girl, can i?” she asks for your permission so sweetly, and it’s not like you’d tell her no anyways. not yet. the way she humps against your face has you reeling, and you want her to cum just as badly as she wants to.

“cum as much as you want sweetheart, but only if you call me what you did earlier, okay?” your lips and chin are slick when you pull away to speak. “i read your lips, you know, and i want to hear you say it.”

it’s like a dam breaks; she knows exactly what word you’re talking about. changbin trembles, and despite her strength, she holds your head gently in her hands when you bring your mouth back to her cunt.

“hnnn, m- mommy! mommy, i’m cumming, ‘m cumming!”

you feel it when she does, just like you fantasized about. you feel her clit throb in your mouth, and changbin nearly squeals as you keep sucking on it while she rides out her orgasm. you already knew she cums beautifully, but seeing it, feeling it, is like a dream.

you press one last kiss to her pussy when the thrusts of her hips slow down, and you don’t even bother wiping your lips and chin before sitting back on your heels. changbin looks like a goddess laying there, curly hair fanned out like a halo around her and flushed chest glistening with sweat. you’d barely managed to untie her robe before you went down on her, and changbin sluggishly tugs her arms from its fuzzy sleeves.

she sits up abruptly though, and you let her manhandle you where she wants you.

that’s how you end up naked with your legs spread and your cunt pressed against hers, reclining back on your palms.

this is… a first. you always wondered if it would even feel good, or if it’s just sexily over exaggerated in the porn you like to watch. being pressed against changbin’s sticky wet pussy though has you realizing that you never want to stop. maybe it’s just good because it’s changbin.

“oh my fucking god,” you moan. her clit catches yours perfectly because it’s so big, creating stimulation so perfect that it makes you antsy. changbin’s leg almost vibrates from where it’s underneath one of yours.

“ohhh my fucking god,” changbin echoes. “mommy. mommy, oh my god.”

it’s easy to grind against each other like this. the slide is slick, so wet it’s nearly sloppy, and changbin grips at your knee like she’ll die if she lets go.

it just gets wetter the more you grind together, and changbin’s plush hips are bucking so sharply you just know she’s close again. you’re close yourself, keyed up from making your girl cum hard and feeling her soaking pussy against yours now.

“wanna see you cum for me again, binnie,” you breathe. your breasts jiggle with the impact of your combined thrusts.

“i will! i will, i promise. binnie will cum for you some more.”

it’s incredible, both of your hips jerk together quickly now with your shared need to cum. changbin reaches her hand down and rubs her thumb against the hood of your clit, pulling it back slightly so her clit can fuck against yours even better.

“changbinnie, who made your pretty clit so hard, huh?”

and it really is. hard. throbbing and hot and so ready to cum for you.

“you did! mommy did, i’m so- oh, i’m gonna cum. please, i can’t hold it! cum, please cum too! pleeeease, please, y-yeobo.”

she’s so sensitive, even more so from cumming twice today, and it’s easy for her to cum against the slide of your cunt. you feel her throb against you, and you finally succumb to the pleasure yourself. you buck against each other until it becomes too much; changbin flops down against her bed, running shaky fingers through her hair.

you peel your thighs from hers and move to cuddle against her side. she wraps a strong arm around your shoulder and kisses where she can reach. your neck, your shoulder.

“mommy.”

“hm?” you hum. her sweet voice calling you that even sweeter name. what a day.

“will you be my valentine?”

#I'm gonna implode actually #I need to eat her out #I love fem!skz #fem!skz #bun.reblogs!#bun.recss #EMS YOU GENIUS #IM GONNA GONNA GONNA GONNA #HOLY CHEEZEBALLS IM GOING BONKERS #WHAT ABOUT MY MENTAL HEALTH!?!??!

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leeknow-thoughts · 1 month

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idk if you’ve talked abt this before but mimo with a lover who has an oral fixation!!!

just imagine he’s laying in bed scrolling and you wander in needing something in your mouth cuz hoodie strings and lollipops arent cutting it anymore. you crawl into bed with him and tug at the waistband of his sweats and, without even looking at you, he slides them down just enough for the head of his cock to peek out. you lay your head on his tummy and suckle for as long as you need. he keeps scrolling and runs his fingers through your hair until you’re sleepy and content. not sexual, but quiet, intimate time with min 💕

and he'd think you look so delicious too, but he knows it's bigger than that!! looks you up and down with those sly feline eyes and nods before you can even say anything, and looks back at his phone while he pushes his sweats down. doesn't murmur when you suckle the tip of his shaft into your mouth, only coos a little and runs a sweet hand through your hair when you run your tongue around it.

i'm so sorry i oculdn't talk about this without nsfw because im horny for minho but

maybe his cockhead would leak a little too, just a bit weepy in his sweet kitty's mouth, but he'd ignore it for as long as he could. might tense n untense those delicious thighs and moan when he sees you're drifting off with his cock in your mouth... "do you mind if i thrust a little, kitty cat? i won't disturb you, honest." oh CHRIST

#everytime we give Juno or her anons a pen we will get fed with content #this is so :(((#I just wanna have this #is this too much to ask for ???#bun.recss #bun.reblogs!

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leeknow-thoughts · 1 month

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HE ONLY DATES PRETTY GIRLS

౨ৎ pairing : hwang hyunjin x FEM!reader

౨ৎ warnings : smut (not many details), fluff, college!au

౨ৎ a/n : kinda clearing out my drafts rn lol

It was an embarrassing realization, when you figured out you had fallen in love with him. He was out of your reach, and you knew it. Oh, how you know it.

"He only dates pretty girls," all of his friends seemed to say.

As if they themselves were reminding you of your place.

He was smart, he just needed math tutoring. Every Tuesday and Friday you'd go over to his frat house to help him with trigonometry. Every time you came over you'd learn something new about him. Every time he would also learn something new about you.

Last week you both had done less math and more talking. Speaking of everything from music to exams to shoes.

He was handsome. Even a blind man could see his beauty, because his beauty wasn't limited to that of his looks. He was beautiful in his voice, in his passion, in his kindness.

His presence was beautiful as well. Even if it were fleeting. Every moment with him felt fleeting. As soft as a feather but as heavy as a brick.

You find yourself at one of his parties. Sitting on his fraternity's couch, sweaty bodies surrounding you. "There you are! I can't believe you came!" you heard his voice in front of you.

When you looked up you saw him. He looked beautiful, as always, wearing simple blue jeans and a black tank top. Yet, he looked elegant.

"Uhm yeah of course! Thanks for inviting me!" you try and speak loud enough so that you can hear the words leaving your mouth over the music.

"Wanna come back to my room? It's a little loud here," he inquires.

Of course you obliged. He held your arm as he guided you through the hallways of the house. Up the stairwell and the first door on the left. His room was so, him.

It was clean and tidy. "Bet you have a lot of girls up here," the thought slips your mind before you can stop it from leaving your mouth.

He scoffs with fake offense, "is that what you think of me?"

You shrug, he takes a seat on the bed, patting the space beside him. He wants you to sit next to him. "I mean you only date pretty girls," you chuckle.

His face breaks in surprise, "did Jisung tell you that?"

You nod, remembering how the boy told you such after you informed him that Hyunjin was the one to invite you. "Well is it true?" you ask him lightly swinging your feet back and forth over the bed.

"I only date girls I find pretty," he responds genuinely, "I like girls that are smart and funny and that don't often go out to parties. I like girls that are kind, and that are good at math, those are the ones I find really pretty," he hums.

"Mhm," you pause, "do you like one of the girls in our math class?"

"Oh," his pitch falls, "no, I was talking about you, but yeah you're also in our math class so yeah."

All thoughts leave your head in that instant, "you think I'm pretty?"

"Why do you think it's impossible that I think you're pretty?" he questions.

"You're you," you point to him, "and I'm me," you point back to yourself.

"And you're perfect!" he exclaims.

A wave of silence washes over the room, nothing can be heard other than the beat of your heart. It felt like watching yourself stub your toe but wait those few seconds for the pain to kick in. But the pain never came. Maybe it didn't have to hurt the way you expected it would. Maybe it never would have hurt the way that you thought you knew it would.

And before you can think, before you can speak, his lips are on yours and your faces are inches apart and he's kissing you. He tastes like cherries and tequila he must've had earlier. He's kissing you. Hyunjin is kissing you. He's kissi-

"Why?" you sigh against his lips, not daring to fully part with him.

"Because I need you, I want you, please," he mumbles against your chapped lips.

You can't help but smile against his lips when he says that, "you want me?"

"Fuck yes," he mutters against your lips before pulling you into another sloppy kiss, "I fucking need you. I've needed you for so long."

You don't know where you find the confidence to say, "then take me."

And it doesn't hurt when he bottoms out inside you. Your bodies cling to each other, afraid of the emptiness without each other. Your hands gently trace down his stomach. Each of his thrusts send you closer and closer to the edge, you cling to him when you tumble over it. And it is oh, so perfect.

#bun.writes #bunwritesskz #skz imagines #stray kids scenarios #skz #stray kids x you #skz x reader #stray kids #skz hard thoughts #skz hard hours #hyunjin x reader #hwang hyunjin #hyunjin stray kids #hyunjin #hyunjin skz #hyunjin smut

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leeknow-thoughts · 1 month

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HAPPY ANNIVERSARY

౨ৎ pairing : Lee know x reader

౨ৎ warnings : tooth rotting fluff, petnames

౨ৎ a/n : sorry for being gone for so long babes !!!

You stumble through the front door, discarding your shoes. You are met with the sight of him in the kitchen, making dinner. "Happy anniversary jagiya," he smiles ever-so-sweetly.

"Hey min, happy anniversary," you smile through your tiredness, "shit I should've made a dinner reservation."

"You do enough for the both of us," he takes a break from the stove, crossing the space to embrace you, "besides, expensive food sucks."

You chuckle softly, hugging minho gently. "I made your favorite, and got some wine, thought we could just be together tonight."

"That sound so good right now," you sigh into his chest.

You both stay there for a moment, soaking in each other's warmth. "You're so beautiful," he kisses your forehead, "my beautiful girl."

He pets your hair, tucking a few strands behind your ear. "I bought a lavender bath bomb, why don't you go take a bath and I'll call you when dinner is ready?"

You nod into his chest before leaving for your bathroom with a kiss left on his lips as he returns to tending to the pot on the stove.

You run the water, discarding your clothes before sinking into the warm bubbles. The water helps relax you a bit, still mentally tense from a long day. You close your eyes, and nearly fall asleep when three knocks on the bathroom door snap you from your almost sleep. "Hey, dinner is ready," minho says so sweetly as he peaks his head into the bathroom.

You rise up from the tub, drain the water and you pat yourself dry with a towel. You dress yourself in one of minho's shirts and a pair of your own sleep shorts. Joining minho in the dining room. You both eat over silence, you don't need words to tell him how much you love him. He shows you how much he loves you, no words necessary.

"You're so beautiful," Minho stops by you, after putting his dish in the sink, "do I ever tell you that?"

You chuckle, "only every time you open your mouth."

"I should tell you more," he hums, taking your empty plate, putting it in the sink, "you're so beautiful."

You smile, "let me clean up for you, you made dinner it's only fair."

"Call me crazy, but let's wash dishes tomorrow, let's just be together now," he insists.

You nod, agreeing with him. "C'mon let's go lay in bed," he hums.

You join him on your bed, cuddling up next to him. "Here's your anniversary present," he beams, handing you a black velvet box he pulled out of his nightstand.

You sit with your jaw on the floor, the gold ring was absolutely breath-taking. "Minho you really didn't have to-" you begin.

"-it's an engagement ring," he interrupts the ramble you were about to go on.

You stare at him with wide eyes, "you're asking me to marry you?"

He nods, the most loving eyes gazing back at you. "Will you marry me?" he asks with a slight tremble in his voice.

"Yes," you blurt, "absolutely a million times yes."

His face breaks in relief, a smile forming on his lips. He presses his lips against your own, and you can't think of anything better to be honest.

#bun.writes #bunwritesskz #skz imagines #stray kids scenarios #skz #stray kids x you #skz x reader #stray kids #lee know stray kids #lee know scenarios #lee know x reader #lee know #lee know fluff #lee know imagines #lee know drabbles

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leeknow-thoughts · 2 months

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it’s not a request but can we be moots!! i just found ur page and omg we have the exact same biases and groups hehehe i’d love to be ur friend!

yes ofc!!!

#bun.talks #bun's dearest: anon!

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leeknow-thoughts · 2 months

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speaking of mommy skz… maybe some mommy hyunjin?🤭

mommy hyune 🩷🩷🩷 as a continuation of this post… bc i remember someone wanting me to elaborate more on the punishment part before i left <3

if a punishment is in order, he prefers to put you over his knee. his hands are fucking glorious and his hits smart so good, and with you over his knee he can caress your face and run his fingers through your hair with his other hand. he coos whenever you whine and tuts his tongue like he’s just as pitiful as you are, but his cock is so hard. he finishes your spanking by cupping your cheeks and making you look him in the eyes while he reminds you that you’re good. “you’ll do better next time, right? i know you will, sweetie, oh i know it, no more tears.”

he definitely dotes on you for the rest of the night and probably the day after. some might argue his punishments aren’t effective since he just coddles you right after, but hyunjin disagrees. positive reinforcement!

if he’s feeling particularly naughty and a little mean, maybe if you’ve done something really bad, he’ll make you spank yourself while he touches himself in front of you <3 now that really is a punishment. you can’t touch your favorite cock, and if you don’t hit yourself hard enough he’ll tell you to do it again. this has only happened a handful of times though because this punishment really does the trick. you haven’t made whatever particular mistake again because you can’t bear the thought of hyunjin wasting all his yummy cum!

#holy shit #oh my fucking god #this is incredible #incredible #oh shit #ohhh #ems i luv u sm #bae i am foaming at my mouth #chewing leather #this is is is isi is is i wow #bun.reblogs!#bun.recss

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leeknow-thoughts · 2 months

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Bangchan catching you jerk off would be really nice tbh, he'd be embarrassed at first but then ask if you need any help and end up having the steamiest sex known to mankind with you🤭

KEEP GOING

౨ৎ TW(s) : FLITH, porn/no plot, open-ended (im sorry), daddy kink bc its CHRIS, pillow humping, masterbation, petnames, vanilla as fucking hell

౨ৎ a/n : this is ass im sorry dear anon

The stimulation on your clit felt oh so good.

You kept your hips moving against the pillow. The friction hitting your clit just fucking right.

Nothing else mattered other than the pleasure your body felt. Your tits jiggled as you bounced up and down. You wanted to be ready and prepped for when your boyfriend Chan got back from the tour he was on.

The pleasure you felt clouded your mind. "Well you're excited aren't you hmm?" you heard his voice come from the other side of the room.

Your eyes fluttered open and you saw Chan watching you from the door frame. Your hips still against the pillow, "Chan- I-" you rush to try and explain.

"I never said to stop," he smiles.

When you don't resume your movements he crosses the space between the door frame and the bed. His hands grab your hips, pressing them back down onto the pillow. You feel a moan rip from your throat as he does it. "Did you go dumb already huh?" he chuckles.

He guides the movements of your hips, the way they rock against the pillow. The friction rubbing your clit in the most delicious ways. "Want you inside," you beg.

"Inside? Already? You sure you can handle it?" he asks.

You nod repeatedly.

"Keep riding that fucking pillow little love, daddy is gonna let you watch him jerk off," he smiles.

He pulls his black shorts down, tossing them somewhere in the room. He takes his boxers off too. Discarding them like he did his shorts. His hard cock hits the bottom of his tummy.

He leans back against the headboard and spreads his legs, getting a great view of you.

You watch as he fists his cock. How his eyes roll back slightly and he releases a groan. It was a fucking treat watching him like this. The faint sweat on his brow bone as his adam's apple bobbed in his throat.

"C'mere sweet girl, need to fuck you dumb," he practically yanks you onto his lap with his words.

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leeknow-thoughts · 3 months

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username tag game !!

l -- lalalala - skz

e -- everybody loves somebody - dean martin

e -- eighteen - beabadoobee

k -- kintsugi - lana del rey

n -- nothing's new - rio romeo

o -- omg - new jeans

w -- when we were young - adele

t -- the way things go - beabadoobee

h -- hate rodrigo - yena (ft.yuqi)

o -- our song - taylor swift

u -- unforgiven - le sserafim

g -- gtg - freddie dredd

h -- haegeum - agust d

t -- taste - skz

s -- side effects - skz

no pressure tags : @ho3central

username tag game

tagged by: @miwtual thank you Kai 💜🖤 you’re so sweet. i💜u

s - s-class // Stray Kids

u - UNFORGIVEN // LE SSERAFIM

n - not today // BTS

s - social path // Stray Kids

h - haegeum // Agust D

i - IDOL // BTS

n - no more dream // BTS

e - epiphany // BTS

b - boyz with fun // BTS

a - arson // j-hope

r - run BTS // BTS

b - burning up (fire) // BTS

i - item // stray kids

e - euphoria // BTS

tag you’re it: @axel-skz, @channieandhisgoonsquad, @yangbbokari, & anyone else who wants to do this (no pressure)💜

#bun.talks #buns.friends!

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A/N: I got a little bored, then I thought about fem!Felix and then I got carried away, but damn I need her in my life, like seriously, someone get me her, or fem!Innie and Minho because damn...

WC: 1.5k

Pairing: Fem!Lixie x afab!Reader (WxW, if you don't like it, don't read!)

Warnings: Mommy Kink! Calling Lixie a whore once or twice, Kissing, dildo usage, fingering, oral (reader receiving)

“Hey, could I borrow a pen?” you asked the girl beside you. Her hair was in two small pigtails, freckles adorning her face. She was one of the prettiest girls you had ever seen, her smile radiating, she simply nodded, rummaging through her pencil pouch and finding a pen with a fluffy pompom.

“Here you go” she whispered before continuing to write down what your professor was saying. You smiled back before going back to your own notes.

As you guys were wrapping up, you turned back to her in an attempt to give her pen back. “You can keep it” she grinned, “it looks cute with you”

“Can I get you coffee as a thank you then?” you asked, not wanting her to walk away. “I’m Y/N by the way” you giggled as the two of you walked to the nearest coffee shop on campus. “I’m Lixie,” she said, her cheeks ridden with a slight blush.

“What would you like to drink” you asked as the two of you set down your bags at a nearby table. “Anything with a lot of sugar” she replied as she took out her notebook.

“You got it!”

You came back to the table holding an iced americano for yourself, an iced caramel macchiato for Lixie, and a brownie for the two of you to share.

“Here you go” You placed the cup in front of her as she took a sip you watched as her eyes brightened. “Is it good?”

“So good, how did you know what I like?”

“Just a guess” You placed the brownie on the table, already split in half as you sat down. “I brought this for us to share if you don’t mind”

“Do you like brownies?” she asked as you took a bite of your own. You nodded a quick yes, covering your mouth with your hand as you continued to chew.

“I’ve been told I make the best brownies, if you ever want to come over, I can make them for you”

“Really?” you asked, your expression a bit shocked. “Omg, of course, here give me your number and I’ll invite you over one day”

She handed you her phone as you typed out your number, you didn’t see the slight glimmer in her eyes watching you.

That was how the two of you’s friendship started. From that day, the two of you were inseparable. Whether it be going to the library together, or just getting coffee, or even going out to parties, the two of you were stuck like glue. It was to the point that you both had keys to each other's apartments.

You barely ever put it to use, but since you forgot your laptop at her apartment last night after having your weekly binge-watching session and she wasn’t answering her phone, desperate times called for desperate measures.

You entered her apartment, still smelling the scent of banana bread the two of you made last night as a midnight snack wafting through the air. As you walked to her room door, you heard slight muffles which you didn’t think much of.

She must be showering, you thought to yourself. You heard some whimpers and even the sound of your name, but you were in dire need of your computer, so you pushed past it, opening her door only to see her on her bed, hands pinching her nipples as she was riding a dildo, moaning your name.

“Fuck y/n~ need you so bad”

“Lix?” you gasped, watching her eyes shoot open, she quickly covered herself with her blanket, hiding herself. She slowly popped her head out, too ashamed to even look at you.

“How much of that did you hear?” she whispered, her entire face red.

“Nothing, I promise. Unless you wanted me to hear?”

You slowly walked up to her bed, lifting the blanket off her body, admiring it to the fullest extent. Her breasts were tiny, while her nipples were hard, just begging to be played with. Her cunt was soaking with the dildo still inside it. If you closed your eyes and listened, you bet you could hear the squelching of her cunt around it.

“Baby, be a good girl and get on the floor for me okay?”

She simply nodded, removing the silicon toy covered with her juices. Before she could put it anywhere, you told her to hand it to you, and she complied.

The toy itself was a bright hot pink, like everything in her room, and you felt your lips open at the look of it. She was easily taking this seven-inch thing inside of her. You were about to have so much fun.

She gravitated to the floor, kneeling in front of you, waiting for your command. She was fully naked, her juices running down her thighs. You let out a slight moan at the sight bestowed in front of you.

“Fuck, you look so good, but let’s see how you taste?”

You placed the tip of the dildo at your lips, groaning at the taste of her. You were already getting addicted, knowing that after you had fun with her, you were going to eat her out for hours.

“Taste so good for me baby, so sweet all for me”

“Just for you Mommy” Lixie replied, whimpering at the sight of you taking it in your mouth. She slowly began to press her thighs together, trying to relieve herself. You had come seconds before she was going to cum, stopping her from reaching her high.

“Aww, kitten can’t control herself, can she? She’s just a dumb little girl”

“Yes Mommy, I’m just a dumb little girl, please I need you, it hurts so bad” she whimpered.

You chuckled at this, telling her to get closer as you sat on the edge of the bed. You placed the suction cup of the dildo on the floor. “Be a good kitten and ride it for me okay” she simply nodded, slowly pressing the tip against her aching hole, moaning at the stretch.

“So big Mommy, feeling so deep in my cunt”

“Yeah, my kitten is a little whore, taking such a big dick inside such a tiny cunt”

“Yes, a whore just for you Mommy” she whimpered as she got back up before falling back down, riding it just like you had asked.

“Such a good girl for me”

You bent down a bit, capturing her lips with yours before deepening the kiss, your tongue dominating hers. Lixie began to slow down a bit, too entranced by the way your mouth felt on hers.

“What did Mommy say, can’t you listen to simple rules, baby?” You grabbed her ass, kissing her lips again before slamming her cunt up and down the toy with your help.

“Fuck Mommy!” she screamed underneath you, “feels so good, wish it was you who was inside me” she whimpered, her walls clenching around the toy.

“Don’t worry, Mommy is going to be inside you soon, but first you got to help me” You pulled down your leggings, tossing them somewhere in her room before grabbing her hand and running it along your underwear.

“Look how wet you make me, can you take care of Mommy while you ride your little toy?” you asked as she attempted to paw off your underwear.

“Yes, I can do that for Mommy” she whimpered, the toy reaching a specifically deep part inside of her as she shifted to try and take your cunt in her mouth.

You sat in front of her legs spread open, your underwear hanging off your foot as she dove straight into your pussy.

She was lapping up your essence through your folds as she was pinching her own breasts, moaning into your cunt as she kissed your clit.

She hummed into your clit before slowly adding a finger to your hole. You could feel yourself clench around it, she was so skilled, her finger hitting that gummy spot inside you with just a few tries.

You clenched even harder as she added a second finger, continuing to fuck herself on the cock below her, not slowing her pace down like before.

“So good for me baby, so good for Mommy” you moaned, grabbing her hair in your hands, and pushing her face harder into your cunt.

The two of you were so close, her moaning into your cunt while fingering you while the cock inside of her was hitting all the spots it needed to. It only took another thrust of her fingers and a pinch of her nipples for the two of you to convulse, your thighs squishing her face as a creamy white ring at the base of the cock beneath her came to fruition.

“Fuck Mommy, that was so good” she yelled as your thighs separated from her face.

“Who said we were done, baby?”

#soooooooooo yummy #i want her so bad #bun.reblogs!#bun.recss

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leeknow-thoughts · 3 months

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LIVING IN THE RUINS

minho x fem!reader. 2k words. minors dni. best friends to lovers. soft!minho. angst. fluff. jealousy. emotional hurt/comfort. smut with feelings, in a tent.

“Excuse me?”

You blink at the stranger in front of you. She seems to materialise before your eyes. You’d zoned out again and missed the attention your best friend had clearly been receiving from strangers in the crowded room. “I was wondering if I could get your number?” she asks, eyes fixed on Minho’s. She blinks quickly a few times, her long dark lashes fluttering much like your heart in your chest.

She hasn’t looked at you once despite your close proximity. You’re so close to the object of her attention in fact, your thigh brushes against Minho’s jeans under the table.

He shifts beside you, sitting up straighter in the booth. “Oh,” he says, clearly taken off guard as well. “Thank you. I mean that’s — I don’t—”

“Do you have a girlfriend?” she asks with a small tilt of her head.

“No,” Minho answers quickly, incapable of lying. His discomfort radiates off him. You’d spent years learning his emotional tells. “I mean—”

“He’s not into women,” you interrupt, finally drawing her attention to you. She blinks before her eyes drop down to your chest and back to your eyes, like she’s completely taken aback by your presence. It’s impossible, you know that logically. Still, she puts on a good performance. “Sorry,” you add.

Her lips curve into an unconvincing smile. “No worries,” she says. “The hot ones never are.”

The whole exchange is as short as it is ordinary. How many tipsy girls work up the courage to ask the pretty man across the bar for his number? You would bet money on it happening multiple times over somewhere across the planet at any given moment. It’s normal. Mundane. Still, you know it’ll chip a little more of your carefully built wall away. A chisel to stone, slow and steady. The only problem is that it’s been chipped at for years. You can feel the fragility of it these days, each chisel etch feels alot like when you’re down to the end of a game of jenga.

Any move now will cause it to crash and fall.

She hadn’t considered for a moment you might have been together — not when she’d spotted him across the room, clearly with you — and not when she’d gotten close and blatantly ignored your comfortable proximity to each other. Her question about his relationship status had been an afterthought, a possibility she hadn’t considered until faced with a response other than ‘yes’. She’d been expecting a yes.

The thought that he might be with you, might be attracted to you, was unconsidered. You wonder if she’d discussed it with her friends. ‘No,’ they might have said. ‘There’s no way he’s with her.’

Minho is quiet as the petite brunette turns on her heels and disappears back into the mass of people. His red ears give his embarrassment away.

You nudge his shoulder, rocking him out of his trance. “Hey,” you prod. “Alright?”

The smile he offers you is a little lopsided — very Minho. “Always,” he says.

—

Your annual camping trip is just like the year before. Your small group of friends sets up camp in your usual spot. Everyone climbs into their usual tents. Everyone assumes you and Minho will be sharing, as always.

You’re not sure why it hurts so much. They assume that nothing would ever happen between you. None of the other girls share a tent with a guy they aren’t dating. You’re the exception. Because Minho would never want you.

He notices your low mood later that night. The group separates in the dark to play flashlight tag and as you find yourself wandering a secluded patch of the campsite, you know he knows. His attention is on you instead of where he’s walking. You almost scream when he falls into apparent nothingness.

“I’m fine,” he quickly reassures you, pulling himself up from the ground. “Just dropped my glasses.”

“God, you scared me.”

It takes you both at least ten minutes to find them, relying purely on touch alone. It's too dark to see much at all without a light and using your phones would give your position away.

You’re grateful for the darkness when you reach up and place his frames gently on his face. It hides the heat in your cheeks when you brush chocolate brown hair behind his ears, ensuring you’ve placed them properly.

“Thank you,” he whispers, close enough that his breath warms your lips.

You’re also grateful just to be near him, you realise. Just to know him. You love him.

You love him.

It’s an earth shattering realisation to have while playing flashlight tag in the middle of nowhere. You need to escape. You can’t. You’re sharing a tent with him.

The situation isn’t helped when later in the night one of the girls with big bright eyes and a gentle smile makes a very clear move on him. You were used to it. People loved him.

You loved him.

It’s a stupid thing to cause the wall to finally crumble. It’s humiliating really. But when he laughs at something she whispers in his ear: it happens.

It falls.

You’re pathetic without it.

All you can do is hide from him, escape to the tent and pretend to be so tired you’ve fallen asleep before he can investigate. It’s not something you do. Not with Minho. He knows you so well hiding from him is just as stupid as it is pathetic. He’ll know.

Still, you can pretend. He won’t know as long as you’re unconscious. You can put it off until morning.

It takes a long time for him to fall asleep. You lie there staring at the canvas of the tent for what feels like hours, the sounds of him tossing and turning continuing for so long you almost give up.

But then he’s still. His breathing seems to even out. He’s asleep.

That’s when you let yourself cry. Quietly at first; silent aching sobs.

What a time for the wall to crumble. You wonder if you have the energy to rebuild. You’ll have to find it. The alternative is letting Minho go entirely, removing him from your life and letting the ruins erode away over a long, long time.

Not an option.

“Hey,” Minho’s soft voice calls. Shit. You wipe clumsily at your eyes and sodden cheeks. “Hey, what’s going on? What happened?” he questions as his palm rests gently against your shoulder.

You should face him. You can’t hide. You know it.

“No-thing,” you whimper, breath catching between each syllable. It’s that awful breathless kind of sobbing, the type that leaves you unable to inhale fully, let alone speak.

He rolls you over onto your back. He isn’t rough — but it’s with enough strength you’re completely unable to resist him.

“What is it?” he says again, tone much more forceful now. He isn’t letting it go. He looks down at you with wide eyes, like he’d never been asleep at all.

You shake your head.

His gentle thumbs move to your cheeks to attempt to wipe away the mess you’d left behind. He rests on one arm, leaning over you so he can give each cheek the same treatment. It’s a curious instinct, to wipe away someone's tears — like it has any effect on the person’s pain at all. It’s the best we can often do, you suppose.

“Just focus on breathing,” he says. “Just breathe.” His hand stays against your cheek, fingers resting on your neck by your ear — featherlight.

Breathing is easy, in theory. Breathing. Breathing. Breathing. His lips part to join you, guide you. His lips are still a little red from his bedtime routine, his tinted vaseline usually lasting him the entire night.

“That’s it,” he soothes when you finally manage a few steady breaths in a row. “That’s good. You’re okay.”

They’re simple words of comfort. The kind of thing anyone would say to a person in distress, but they settle something in your chest. You were okay. He was yours in a way that was more than nothing. He cared in a way that felt so genuine it was hard to be dissatisfied with the nature of it at all.

“Did something happen today?” he asks, still leaning over you. It’s a vulnerable position to be in. It mirrors how you know this conversation will go. Your wall is a crumbled mess. You have no defences against him.

“Not really.”

His eyebrows pull together.

“Nothing worth this,” you clarify.

“Tell me.”

“It’s not… It’s embarrassing.”

His lips curve in a tiny lopsided smile, just a hint of amusement. “Friends are for sharing embarrassing things with. And I’m your friend,” he says. “Aren’t I?”

You blink quickly a few times, desperate to keep your tears at bay. Then you nod weakly.

“Why do you look so miserable about it?” he says, tone light and teasing.

Your lips wobble a little as you struggle with the words attempting to burst forth. They pound and burn and demand to be set free. You lose the battle. “I love you.”

He blinks, eyes flicking across your face.

The gates are open now. You’re turned loose. “I love you so much,” you sob. “It hurts. It hurts everyday and it just keeps getting worse and I can’t—”

His lips cut you off, a warm, heart-stopping, and very much welcome interruption. He’s kissing you. He’s—

“Stop,” he mumbles against your wet, salty lips. “Stop hurting. Please.” His next kiss is unbearably soft, a brush against your upper lip. “Please,” he whispers.

You nod dumbly.

He rewards you with a collection of gentle kisses across your cheeks, replacing the remnants of your tears with the sticky wetness of his moisturised lips. You imagine the slight red marks he must leave behind.

He settles over you properly at some point. You’re too distracted by the path of his lips to notice exactly when. But then his arms are by your head, caging you under him in a way that makes you hope for the universe to halt all progression forward. This was enough; everything.

“I love you,” he whispers against your lips finally. “I’m… sorry for letting you think I don’t. I’m a coward.”

“No,” you chastise quickly as you tangle your fingers in his hair. “Don’t say shit like that.”

“I—”

“It hurts me… and you told me to stop hurting.”

His head drops to your neck… then, with a soft press of his lips to your skin, “Then I’ll never do it again.”

Every move he makes is gentle when the slow, indulgent kisses turn into exploring hands and whispered pleas for more. Each of his whisper-soft words of affection sweeps away a crumbled section of your wall, clearing the space to build something entirely new. He’s warm, so warm as his bare torso rests on yours — as he finally presses inside you and sucks a mark into your neck to join the rest he’s left. “Doesn’t hurt?” he asks, stilling as he fills you completely.

“No,” you gasp. “No, you’re… it’s—” His lips take the words from your mouth, a little messier than he’s been before. When his hips roll into yours you can’t help grasping at him like he might suddenly get up and leave — fingers tangling in his hair desperately.

“I got you,” he mumbles against your lips, heavy breaths mingling with your own. “I got you…”

When he eventually spills inside you, flooding you with more of his warmth, you’re crying again. But this time it doesn’t hurt; this time it’s a release. The tears that he kisses from your face afterwards — they wash away the rest of the rubble.

#this is.... art #wow just wow #this is so beautiful and sad and sweet #literally made me cry #this is just so sweet in a sad way #bun.recss #bun.reblogs!

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leeknow-thoughts · 3 months

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I loved your daddy chan and virgin reader smut 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Would you mind writing one for hyunjin? And maybe reader can be called kitten?

FIRST TIME ! (HYUNE EDITION)

TW(s) : virgin! reader, dom! Hyune, sub!reader, daddy kink, petnames, smut, fem!reader, heavy petting, kinda dry humping

A/N : thank you sm for this request and for the kind words ! I'm so glad you enjoyed my daddy chan one friend!! I hope you'll enjoy this one too !! This is lowkey a drabble and not a complete smut !! Also I'm working on clearing out my inbox before publishing a part two to my original Elf Toy Testing fic ! <3

The way your voice shook when you told Hyune you were a virgin was just so cute to him. "Thank you for telling me pretty girl," he smiled.

That was weeks ago, and here you were, on Hyunjin's bed just cuddling with him watching a movie. Your head was on his chest and his leg was slotted between your own, you were just adjusting your hips and when you rubbed your core against Hyunjin's thigh a jolt of pleasure went through you.

You looked up at him, praying he didn't notice it. You did it again, it just felt too good to not do it again. You keep your eyes on Hyunjin's face, waiting to see if he'd notice. He didn't. You did it again, and again, and again. "It must feel good hmm?" Hyunjin hums.

Your face flushes and you try to hide it with your hands. He swats them away though, "it's nothing to be embarrassed about, kitten," he coos.

He cups your jaw and brings you in for a sensual kiss, "it feels good yeah? Feels good on your princess parts?"

You nod, still red in the face. "If you want I can leave, or I can help you, whatever you want m'kay?" he smiles gently.

"Help me?" you plead.

He smirks and kisses you again. "Yeah, I'll help you. Can I play with your pussy? Can I make you feel good?" he asks.

You nod feverishly. "Need to hear you say it," he insists.

"Want you to touch me and make me feel good!" you whine.

"There you go kitten," he smiles.

His hand trails down to your sleep shorts, cupping your cunt over your panties. His fingers lightly pressed into the cloth of your underwear. "Can I move these to the side?" he asks tenderly.

"Yes, please," you say, completely out-of-breath.

Hyunjin moves your panties to the side, his fingers gently playing with your clit. A whine leaves your throat. "Oh kitten, aren't you precious. Gonna have you take my fingers before I get my cock in you okay? Is that okay pretty girl?"

#bun.writes #bunwritesskz #skz imagines #stray kids scenarios #skz #stray kids x you #skz x reader #stray kids #hwang hyunjin #skz hyunjin #hyunjin #hyunjin x reader #hyunjin smut #hyunjin stray kids #hyunjin skz #bun's dearest: anon!

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leeknow-thoughts · 3 months

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could we get a longer piss kink drabble w jeongin >_< 🤭🤭🤭

MAY I DO FEM JEONGIN ?!?!? BC I HAVE SOME INAPPROPRIATE THINGS I WANT HER TO DO TO ME HEHE

GOLDEN HOUR

TW(s) : pee duh, fem!reader, fem!jeongin, cunnilingus, petnames, dom!jeongin, sub!reader

You were exhausted from hiking, but by gosh you were going to keep going, you had to. Your girlfriend just wanted to hike a few more minutes and then she swore you both could go back to camp. You obliged, you knew how much she loved hiking after all. But you couldn't stop the ache in your stomach that had been there for almost ten minutes.

You had to pee, and you had to soon. "Jeongin can we please just go back to camp!" you plead with the girl in front of you.

"Please just ten more minutes! Then we can turn back!" she whines.

"Please I have to pee!" you exclaim.

"You coulda just said that! I'd stop and let you pee behind a bush!" she huffs, turning around to face you.

Her long hair was put up in a messy bun, she had no makeup on, she looked so beautiful like this. "I'm not peeing behind a bush," you huff.

"Fine lets keep going down the trail there has to be a bathroom somewhere," she figures.

You both keep walking forward, moving under an area covered by trees. The sunlight poking through the leaves. Not another person in sight. "It's so pretty here," you can hear the smile behind Jeongin's voice.

You hum in agreement. "There's no one around," she points out, turning around to face you again, a devilish smirk on her face.

She closes the space between the two of you, her hands holding your jaw as she kisses you deeply. Your own hands roam around her face, holding her head in your hands. "Innie we shouldn't, what if we get caught," you mumble between kisses.

"You'd like that wouldn't you?" she smirks, pulling you back in for another deep kiss, "you.... wanna... be seen hmm.... want everyone to watch..." she mumbles between kisses.

The pressure in your bladder becomes stronger when Jeongin presses her leg in between yours. "Jeongin I still have to pee," you whine when she moves to mark your neck.

"I know baby," she coos, "here let me take your pants off yeah?"

She shimmies your pants down, helping you step out of them and tossing them to the side. You feel her hand cup your clothed cunt. "Atta girl, so wet hmm just from a bit of kissing," she chuckles, standing up straight so she is looking you in the eyes.

She moves your panties to the side and her long fingers slide up and down your folds. You buck forward when her fingers start rubbing your clit just right. Your eyes snap shut, lips falling into an 'O' shape. "Aww you like that don't you," she coos, kissing the top of your head.

The feeling of fullness in your bladder just keeps getting worse and worse, you feel as if you're gonna burst. "I have to pee!" you squeal.

"Yeah?" she coos, "c'mere."

She removes her hand, she pulls you to a cut down log and makes you put your right leg up. Your pussy on display, "go on pretty girl," she urges you.

"But- but my panties," you whimper.

She rolls her eyes, slightly annoyed, her hand comes down, pulling your panties to the side. "C'mon baby, think of how good it'll feel," she urges you.

"C-can't!" you squeal, embarrassed, "too embarrassing!"

You feel tears brimming your lash line. Before you can say anything else her free hand is between your legs, rubbing your swollen clit ever so gently.

And that is all it takes, you immediately let go.

You watch the golden liquid come out of you as Jeongin groans beside you. "There you go, let go just like that," Jeongin praises.

She keeps rubbing your clit as you pee, you snap your eyes closed, enjoying the intense feeling of relief. You whine and Jeongin shuts you up with her lips on yours.

You feel the stream end, you slowly open your eyes to see Jeongin looking down at you, her eyes full of lust. Without another word, Jeongin pulls your propped leg down, moving you to the center of the trail, before she gets on her knees.

She is eye level with your pussy. She keeps her eyes on your face when she attaches her sweet lips to your puffy clit. Your hips buck into her mouth as she does such, a small whine leaves your mouth too.

Her lips stay focused on your clit, knowing it brings you close fastest.

She alternates between long drawn-out licks to short kitten licks on your puffy bud. Your hands move into her hair, tugging lightly. The knot in your belly growing and growing until it snaps with a whimper leaving your lips.

"There you go sweet girl, cum on my tongue," she mumbles against your skin, licking up your cum with her tongue.

Fuck, you'd have to go camping with her more often.

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