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wegc · 3 months
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omg thots on 3some w 3racha in the studio….???🫣 w the door unlocked..???? eek!!!
first thought is that a 3some with 3racha is genuinely a fucking dream because HELLO!!! two super fucking buff men fucking the shit out of you and one insatiable, greedy, pussy drunk brat sloppily kissing you all over? give it to me NOW!
i can just envision being caught by changbin and jisung when you and chan are making out on the studio couch, you perched securely on his lap with two firm hands groping your ass. chan usually locks the door, but this time he was careless, and perhaps he wanted changbin and jisung to witness how he gets to have you, all desperate and out of breath after he catches them staring at you far too many times.
when poor jisung opens the door, he can’t help the flush of his face and the overwhelming sensation of his cock stirring in his sweatpants because you look so fuckable, and your ass looks so soft, and god—would you grind your cunt like that above him?
changbin wants to reprimand chan; as their hyung, he should’ve been more cautious, more responsible—they produce music here every day and now the pair of you are moments from fucking each other right on the studio couch? but he doesn't say anything. how can he when his throat becomes drier than it has ever become? how can he say anything when he’s dreamt of you in this situation for so long? and when chan finally looks over and shyly laughs before beckoning him to take you next, how can he say no when he’s fisted his cock to this very scenario?
changbin would be rough and fast, pounding you from behind, slapping your ass, and yanking your hair, almost punishing you for being such a whore—for being so keen to endure three cocks one after the other. he prays to whatever deity out there that he earns the chance of doing this again because he needs to fuck your ass; that ought to teach you a lesson! if you wanna get fucked so bad, take all three of them at once!
“god—you’re fucking insatiable, aren’t you? you’d bend over for some dick anywhere, huh?”
and chan, who landed the two of you in this predicament in the first place, calls you his greedy little thing. he’d be temperate compared to the other two, cooing and laughing breathlessly in your face, peppering you with lingering, sloppy kisses and urging you to jerk hannie off as he takes care of you.
“you like that, pretty? yeah, i know baby—you gonna cry? feels that good? can’t go a day without being filled up, hm? i’ll give it to you.”
and jisung, dirty little jisung who wants it messy—who yearns to spit in your mouth and have you choke and gag on his sore, thick cock as you’re getting fucked. jisung, who smears your mascara down your flushed cheeks and ensures you leave stains of your lipstick on his dick—he needs you to be a fucking mess.
“always so proper around everyone else—stupid slut for us though, yeah? tell me you like being used like this—nothing but a hole for us, yeah?"
or, perhaps one day, you'll make a mess out of him too. jisung wants nothing more than for you to spit in his face and slap him around. leave bruised, splotchy marks on his chest! call him your stupid fucking slut! bully him for being so desperate to eat you out! tug on his hair every time he becomes all fuzzy when he's eating you out! his eye will roll back, i promise.
either way, when they're not playing with you in the meanwhile, chan and changbin will be fisting their aching, overstimulated cocks, engraving this memory in their minds eternally to preserve it for masturbation fuel later!!!
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hyunsvngs · 6 months
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kinktober 2023
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billy and i will be participating in kinktober this year with our lovely friend ems aka @cbini !! this is all of our first ever kinktobers and we can’t wait to share it with you :3
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day 1: seungmin - olfactophilia - billy
day 2: changbin - stuck in a wall - ems
day 3: 3racha - free use - juno
day 4: felix - crossdressing - billy
day 5: jeongin - glory hole - ems
day 6: minho - period sex - juno
day 7: chan + jeongin - frottage - billy
day 8: changbin - armpit kink - ems
day 9: seungmin - knifeplay - juno
day 10: hyunjin - thighfucking - billy
day 11: chan + felix - double penetration in 2 holes - ems
day 12: jisung - water sports - juno
days 13-15: break from oneshots! answering your asks in this period
day 16: minho - somnophilia - billy
day 17: chan - edgeplay - ems
day 18: changbin - pegging - juno
day 19: hyunjin - waxplay - billy
days 20-22: break from oneshots! answering your asks in this period
day 23: felix - gags - ems
day 24: seungmin - tentacles - juno
day 25: jisung - small penis humiliation - billy
day 26: minho - boot worship - ems
day 27: hyunjin + jeongin - foot fetish - juno
day 28: minho - breeding - billy
day 29: hyunjin - sweat - ems
day 30: chan - rimming - juno
day 31: surprise collab fic
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straylightdream · 5 months
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what am i missing | 3racha
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act three: “Let’s get you naked.”
↳ in your mid to late twenties you’re left wondering if you missed your sexual awakening. With a the help of friends you start to really find yourself.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: for the story as a whole angst, a little fluff, body image issues, and self doubt, cussing all smut warnings listed below for what is in this story.
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𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬.
𝐚𝐧: these will be shorter Drabble style chapters. 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. Please fill out this form.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: for the story as a whole, oral (fem & male receiving), piv, unprotected sex, groping, threesome, use or traffic light system, choking, and spanking, more warning to come.
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Changbin hasn’t always been as confident as he is now. He spent his teen years struggling with being shy. When he got to college he really became more confident.
From the moment Changbin lost his virginity he learned his favorite thing about having sex was pleasing his partner. As soon as he discovered you didn’t know what it’s like to be with someone whose only goal was to bring you pleasure, he knew he wanted to be that person for you.
Since he met you, you were always close but he always felt a need to protect you and wanted to make sure you were happy.
Kissing Changbin felt completely different then any boy you had kissed before. One hand held your face while resting his other hand on your soft side. He slowly walked you backwards until your back hit the door with a thud.
“I’m going to worship you,” he groans with his lips against yours.
Pulling away from your lips he gives you a lust filled look. “Can we go to my room?” You say finally speaking. The thought of having sex in the middle of your living made you feel self conscious for some reason.
Without a word he leads you to your bedroom. He shuts the door and smiles. “Let’s get you naked.”
It took very little effort for him to have you completely naked.
Laying on your back with your legs spread. He pressed wet kisses across your thigh. The moment his lips touched your clit you couldn’t help but moan. Your fingers tangle in his soft curls while his mouth pushes you closer and closer to the edge. With every guy you've ever been with, none of them ever seemed eager to eat you out, while Changbin wanted to and was enthusiastic about it.
Your first orgasm you have with Changbin has you arching your back off bed while your fingers tug on his hair. Your voice doesn’t even sound like your own as you moan his name loudly. Thank god you live alone and nobody can hear the noise coming out of you. Your grip loosens on his hair and you throw your hair back gasping for air.
Pushing himself up, Changbin is wearing a satisfied grin before licking his lips. “That was fucking hot.”
“I’ve never come that hard,” you pant, still trying to catch your breath.
“We haven’t even gotten to the best part. Do you have any condoms?” He asks, pushing down his boxers.
“Top draw of my nightstand.”
Hoping off your bed he opens the drawer and pulls out two things. Your cheeks instantly flush at the sight of him holding up your pink vibrator.
“One time we’ll have to play with this together,” he smirks before setting it on top of your nightstand.
Tearing the foil packet open he slowly slides it down his length. Changbin is thick so you know it’s what’s about to happen and is gonna feel good. Getting onto the bed he sits on his knees between your spread legs.
He slides this thick length between your folds. His head brushes your sensitive clit earning a gasp. He reaches down maneuvering your leg so it rests on his shoulder.
“Are you sure you want me to fuck you?” He asked, tapping his dick against your already wet pussy.
“Please.”
The moment he slowly pushed into you a soft moan passed your lips. One of his hands gripped your thigh while the other rubbed your hip. His eyes were locked on yours while a smile played across his lips. “Are you going to be a good girl and take all of me?”
His words lit a fire inside you. You couldn’t even think of words to form you just mindlessly nodded your head.
Once you were filled completely he stills gave you a moment. You look at him and can’t help but notice how incredibly good looking he is. “God you’re hot,” you groan.
He laughs lightly. “You’re beautiful,” he says before kissing your knee.
“Can you move?”
His thrust are slow but firm at first. He’s making sure he’s hitting a deep spot inside of you that makes your toes curl. Having sex is different than anything you have experienced before. Your stomach feels like a coil is tightening with each and every thrust. He still sitting on his knees between your legs. His hand kneads your thigh and the other hand rest on top to your core. His thumb is dragging slow circles across your sensitive clit.
“I’m close,” you whimper.
“Are you going to come again?”
“Please.” Your body craves the feeling of falling apart again. You want the sweet release that Changbin is going to give you. The coil snaps and your walls flutter around his thick length. Having sex with Changbin is like nothing you have ever experienced before.
As you ride out your high he finds his own release. He stays in you for a long moment gently rubbing your thigh as his chest rises and falls.
He pulls out you removing the condom and tossing it in the bin. He lays down next to you and gently presses his lips to yours for a gentle kiss. Without even thinking you curl up next to him resting your head on his chest.
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mykoreanlove · 3 months
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„Why are you always hanging out with them?“
Judgy eyes mustered you intensely. You shrugged your shoulders, already bored by this conversation.
„Why wouldn’t I?“
Confusion was written boldly on your date‘s face.
„Well, you’re a girl and they are three guys so I don’t know. Isn’t that odd?“
A sad smile formed on your lips. You took another sip of your martini and got up from the table.
„No baby, your insecurity is odd. Bye.“
You turned around and left, ignoring his pleas to come back.
A mixture of frustration and restlessness engulfed you, so you decided to visit your favorite trio instead of going home. They were working relentlessly the past couple of weeks, you were pretty sure they needed the distraction just like you did.
„Guys?“, you shouted as you entered the studio.
„Well, well, well. Look who the cat dragged in“, Chan teased as he saw you. You rolled your eyes, too vulnerable to handle his attitude.
„Where’s Binnie? I’m not here to see you.“
You walked over to the booth where Changbin and Han discussed lyrics, observing them from outside as you felt Chan‘s strong arms slung around your waist.
He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck and kissed the skin softly. „Since when are you not here to see me, babygirl?“
Your head fell back as you sighed heavily.
„Chan, I’m in distress. Do something.“
His hands wandered to your ass, squeezing hardly.
„You want something like this?“
Chan didn’t wait for an answer and moved his hands higher, kneading your breasts now. „Or something like this?“
The door of the booth flung open instantly.
„Whoa, whoa, whoa. What is going on here?“, Han asked erratically.
Your head stayed on Chan‘s chest as he answered for you.
„Y/N is having a rough day and needs some distraction I suppose.“
Han‘s eyes saddened for a second, he hated seeing you suffer. Changbin pushed Han to the side and made his way to you.
„Whatever my sexy goddess wants, she gets.“
He took your face into his hands and kissed you passionately. You grabbed his hair and pulled lightly, scratching his scalp a bit. You felt yourself getting wet as he groaned into your mouth. Additionally, you felt Chan‘s hands on your tits, kneading and pinching your nipples through your clothes. Heat rushed through you, you wanted more. You pressed your ass into Chan, feeling him getting hard behind you.
„You gotta be kidding me“, Han mumbled under his breath. „Where should I fit?“
You felt connected to all of them, but this little quokka was your favorite - you knew exactly what he was thinking. Your left hand left Binnie‘s hair and waved at him, motioning him to position himself between your legs.
Han gulped but complied, he loved being involved in this. You felt his hands on your thighs, freeing you from your skirt and panties. It was hard to concentrate while Changbin was sucking your face and Chan pinching your nipples. Loud Moans escaped your sweet mouth as Han‘s tongue circled on your clit, making you loose your mind.
The other two stopped, surprised by his involvement like this. For a while they watched you both, gaining pleasure from seeing Han eating you out like that.
„Bin?“, Chan whispered. Both shared an agreeing look and proceeded with their plan.
„Just how much in distress are you, baby girl?“, Chan whispered into your ear.
You panted, unable to form whole sentences. „All. The. Stress.“
Chan‘s fingers entered you from behind, stretching you out in the best way possible. „Fuck“, you moaned even louder.
„You like that, baby girl?“
His fingers went faster, a perfect addition to Han‘s tongue. You opened your eyes as you realized that only two pairs of hands were on you - where was Binnie?
„Fuck, Binnie baby. Cum like that.“
Changbin was standing in front of you, his meaty dick in his hands, jerking himself off.
He smirked and replied: „Only if you cum first, babe.“
The boys understood their assignment and intensified their pace, it didn’t take long and you exploded right there. Your orgasm washed over you like a tsunami, toes curling even in your high heels.
Chan held you in his arms, giving you stability since your legs shook uncontrollably. You regained composure and looked at Changbin, squirming and shooting his cum right on his own tummy.
You let out a laugh and relaxed, thankful for the boys‘ presence in your life.
„Your date didn’t go so well, right?“ Han asked, sat on the floor patiently.
You shook your head.
„No, he was the wrong guy for me.“
„Why?“, Changbin asked curiously.
You sighed. „Well, he had a problem with me spending so much time with you guys.“
Chan‘s chest vibrated from laughing.
„So, 3racha is the reason why your date went wrong?“
You looked up at him, nodding.
„Well, I guess we better make up for that.“ He placed a sweet kiss on your nose.
„What do you say, round 2?“
„And 3?“, Han and Changbin chimed in.
You smirked naughtily - who were you to deny a compensation like that, huh?
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The Bet | Bang Chan
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•Synopsis: After losing a bet with your boyfriend, your penalty is to do whatever he says that night. But what sort of penalty does he have in mind in the middle of a nightclub and why are crotchless panties involved?
Who would've thought losing a bet would be so much fun?
•Pairing: au Bang Chan x Female Reader
•Content Includes: Heavy smut, Established relationship, Public unprotected sex, slight Restricted movement, Soft Dom Chan, Minimal fluff, Crowded area
wc:3k+
an: edited but might still contain some errors
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“Remember the bet, baby girl.”
Your boyfriend Chan whispers in your ear making you shiver.
You're innocently sitting on his lap in the VIP section of an upscale nightclub somewhere in downtown DC. The club pulses with energy as the heavy bass reverberates through the sleek, dimly-lit space. The air is infused with the scent of expensive perfumes and colognes, mingling with the subtle aroma of alcohol and cigarette smoke.
Smooth leather couches, separated by a red velvet rope line the perimeter of the dance floor, offering cozy spots for groups like our own to relax and chat amidst the excitement. The group of friends you two came with, move with confidence on the dance floor in front of you bathed in hues of deep purples and blues. Hip-hop, EDM, and R&B classics fill every corner of the room. You nod at your boyfriend's words believing he wouldn't go through with the penalty of the bet you lost against him.
Why you bet him that you could deep throat him without gagging wasn't the smartest thing you've done. Chan is far too thick and lengthy to take every inch without gagging even a little when he hits the back of your throat with the swollen head of his cock. Now you wait in a short black leather pleated skirt with a pair of crotchless panties underneath waiting for his command. With every drum his finger plays on your hips you feel your body respond to him. Little touches here and there make you fully aware of all the places his hands and fingers linger on your body. From your back, through the exposed slit down your blouse to your navel. He touches every bit of flesh he can without the movements looking indecent.
There's possibly over a hundred people inside the club and that's just on the floor you're on, there's two other floors below you. You feel certain Chan won't do anything too drastic around all of these people, that he just wants to tease you and keep you on your toes. Though with this man you've been with for years now, you can't ever put anything past him. He's capable of doing so many things others would never dream of doing. If he wants something then nothing will stop him from his goal. It was that way when you met through your boyfriend at the time. He was a toxic asshole and Chris knew he could treat you a thousand times better than he ever could. So he proved it to you every chance he got. Won your heart and eventually your mind, body and soul. You've been happy ever since. Everyday was an adventure with him, full of spontaneity for you, yet carefully thought out in his mind.
So when you feel him lower the zipper of his designer black ripped jeans you're not really surprised. You aren't prepared for him to wrap his arms around your midsection though. In one quick move he pulls you back against his chest and you yelp in surprise. The movement frees his cock from the opening in the front of his boxers. It springs up and out, resting against your ass. Your eyes go wide, your mouth agape and you're at a loss for words. It would take one shift from you for him to slip between your thighs or inside of you. As if he can read your mind, Chan settles his palm flat on your thigh with just enough pressure for you to understand him without words. Doesn't stop him from whispering in your ear though, knowing how his breath on your neck will affect you.
“Don't move baby. Not until I say so. This is a penalty remember… not a reward.” He smirks, proud of himself for this brilliant idea.
Chan is loving this little game of his and he wants to drag it out for as long as he can but the feel of your soft supple ass flushed against his hard length makes him feel like a mad man. He wants to ram himself inside of your sweet slippery walls and plow himself into you until you're creaming all over his cock and dripping down to his balls. He flexes the stiff muscle and grins wickedly when you groan softly. How long can he repeat that move until he feels it inch further and further away from where it rests? until it plops into your needy cunt? He wonders to himself. Maybe if he calculates it right he can make it so his cock doesn't find its way inside of you just yet. He'd love to fuck your thighs for a little bit. Feel you squeeze him with those thick fleshy thighs that he loves.
While you're sitting as still as possible forcing yourself to look as if nothing is wrong, Chan plots behind and underneath you for more ways to tease you like this. Momentarily you're both pulled out of your inner thoughts and intimate bubble when a couple of your friends come over to the table to hydrate and to get you two onto the floor to join them dancing.
“Come on bestie dance with us! Hannie keeps stepping on my feet.” Your best friend exclaims setting down her drink and side eyeing her boyfriend.
“Hey hey that wasn't my fault Minho bumped into me. I'm being framed.” Han puts his hands up in surrender.
You're laughing at the couples playful bickering in front of you but you can feel Chan’s erection twitch again as your laughter rocks your body.
“You two go ahead, you know Chan and I like vibing and watching you guys have fun. We'll join you before the night's over.” You smile in their direction and Chan's does it again.
This time flexing his cock three times making it bounce under you until it slips through your thighs briefly brushing past your clit. Your eyes go wide and you gasp. Very quickly you pretend to sneeze covering your mouth with your hands.
“Bless you baby.” Chan says and you can hear the smile. “Why don't you two show us exactly how to have fun yeah? See if we can compete with you guys later.” He adds over your shoulder and whatever Han sees on his buddies face he's taking your friends hand and pulling her away from the lush VIP area.
He chuckles watching the pair disappear into the crowd and pushes up off the couch as if he's trying to get comfortable but the move only rubs your aching clit with the side of his stiffness. Every vein and ridge brushes the nub making you squeeze your legs together which is exactly what he wanted.
He groans softly before he whispers in your ear, “No moving remember?” and you groan in frustration.
“Please Channie. I'm so wet can't you feel how bad I need you?” You whine, turning your head to look at him.
His coffee colored eyes glitter when they find yours. His full lush lips part and he runs his tongue over them. When you bite down on your own lip you feel him again and you know he's just being stubborn in not giving in and filling you up.
“Because you said please. Slowly scoot up forward to grab your drink off the table and then back down.” He instructs and you nod turning back around.
Your drink, a mix of pineapple and cranberry juice sits in front of you on the oval glass table with beads of condensation dripping down the sides. Stretching your arm out, you slowly inch forward feeling Chan sliding down between your folds becoming slick with your juices. Your hand makes contact with the glass and when you slowly move back to how you were you feel him stretching your cunt wide each inch you push back onto him. The sensation is heavenly and you want to take your time. To enjoy the feeling of him finally inside of you but Chan is an inpatient man and he’s gripping your hips, pulling you back with such force that your drink splashes over the surface and onto the floor. You inhale sharply clutching the glass tighter than you normally would on a normal night out.
If you thought the feeling of Chan inside of you was heavenly, he'll describe it as exquisitely delectable. God he loves it when he bottoms out inside of you, loves it when you take all of him so well. He'll push himself even further though there's no where left for him to go just to hear you whimper the way you are now.
“Shhhh baby, that's it. Fuck. Now no moving no matter what. Good.”
You feel his cock pulsating inside you and keeping a neutral face has never been more difficult than now. If you two weren't surrounded by at least a hundred people right now your ass would be bouncing up and down on him until he was shooting and filling you up but instead you sit still, following his directions and sporting a very natural blush that no makeup brand could ever replicate.
How long could you both sit here like this without needing to cum? How could he even control himself to not thrust. Damn it… he feels too good and you need some stimulation so you ignore what he's told you to do and begin rocking back and forth nodding your head like you're doing nothing more than enjoying the song that the DJ plays. It's enough to make you cum right there but Chan's strong hands stops you with a groan sucking in air between his teeth.
“Hey hey hey.” He says softly. “You were being such a good girl.” His voice his husky and low, it makes your muscles clench around him and when he groans again it does nothing to stop the need you feel.
“Channie.” You whine, not caring about your dignity. “I can't do this. It's too much I need you to fuck me.” You admit squeezing your legs and in the process, squeezing his cock with your cunt.
He curses under his breath fanning your hair at the nape of your neck making you shiver. It's unintentional, completely innocent but you shivering pulls a instinctive thrust from Chan. When you moan he does it again and you have to remember that you're not alone when the urge to arch your back and grind your way into a climax tries to take over. Chan is fighting a battle that he feels he may lose because you just feel too good wrapped around him. Even if you don't move, all you have to do is bear hug his cock and he'll lose his sanity, his composer and unravel.
He didn't think he'd be the one suffering right along with you. As someone who thinks everything through he didn't think of this part. Now he's fighting his compulsions and the impulse to fuck you hard and rough even with an audience. When he makes any sort of sound it only turns you on even more and he knows your walls can't help but clench in response. The way your pussy swallows him up, contracting around him like it's trying to milk him has his brain going fuzzy.
“Fuck, y/n baby. I'm so glad this pussy is mine. If I fucked you right now could you control yourself baby? Or would everyone know that I'm deep inside of you giving you all eight inches of my cock? Hm?” Chan growls gritting his teeth digging his fingertips into your skin.
“Mm- I… I can try baby. I can't make any promises. You've got me too worked up. Please just fuck me though. I don't want to wait until we're home and I definitely don't want you to stop.” You reply sounding breathless as if you two had already been going at it.
“If we're doing this you have to keep still, no moving yeah? You do exactly what I say. If not then we're stopping. This is so we don't get caught okay?”
You nod looking straight ahead, focusing your eyes on the lighting fixtures that hang from the ceiling. They cast subtle patterns on the walls, adding to the ambiance around the club. Occasionally, bursts of colored light sweep across the room, adding to the atmosphere and hypnotizing you when you feel Chan start to move. He's squeezing his legs together like you were doing and bounces his legs to the beat of the song. Each squeeze and bounce creates a tiny thrust, his cock, barely moving in and out but it feels so good you almost close your eyes.
“Dance with me baby. Tap your foot. Fuck- mnh squeeze my cock with your pussy.”
You don't need to be told twice you do as asked without hesitation and the added movement on your part increases the thrusts. He's able to pull out of your cunt further, before snapping back up into you. The music is your focus though you don't hear what's playing, you keep the rhythm Chan has, nodding your head and keeping your breathing even. It's not easy, there's moments where you let slip a moan or a gasp that gets drowned out by the bumping bass. Even Chan can't control the raw uncontrolled sounds that escape him each time your pelvic muscles grip him.
Luckily for you two all your friends are still on the dancefloor but for how long? That thought is all too apparent to Chan and he cannot have anyone interrupting this. It feels too good to stop; he'd be liable to burn the place down in a fit of rage if he was forced to pull out of you before creaming your pussy, breeding you just how you both love. Heads will roll if he doesn't get to finish you both off.
“Need… mmm. Shit baby girl, I need you to cum q- quick can you do that for me?” He asks, his voice strains and his hands snake around your abdomen wrapping you in his arms. You nod in response. It's all you can do, you're afraid that if you try to utter a single word you won't be able to stop the noises that will spill from your lips.
“Good girl, now squeeze me and rock your body to the beat like you were doing before.” He steals your drink from your hand and brings it up to his lips nonchalantly but you hear his moans when you tighten your muscles.
Chan is close; he just needs you to reach your peak so that he can spill himself inside of your greedy cunt. So with his free hand he gently presses his palm down on your stomach just below your belly button. The pressure makes your legs shake and you stutter with your rocking but you find the rhythm again with ease, grateful that the song is a fast paced one.
With his cock throbbing inside of you and the rocking motion of your hips, Chan is now grunting behind you, quietly praising you behind the glass of your drink.
“Oh fuck baby, keep going. Mhm you're close now aren't you y/n? Yeah, I can feel it. So gorgeous when you cum. I can just imagine how you look right now, flushed cheeks, lips parted wanting to scream my name.” He grunts and adds more pressure to your abdomen and bucks his hips once and fast.
He's right you are close and you're more than certain that you're making a mess of the front of his jeans. Neither of you care, your impending shared orgasm on the forefront of your minds. With every rock of your hips you feel Chan's cock bump against that sweet spot nestled deep inside of you that only he can reach. Your walls quiver and you bite down hard on your bottom lip. Your brows crinkle together, making you look angry while you fail to look like nothing is happening other than a happy couple enjoying the music the DJ provides. Behind you Chan is struggling but not for long. With a popping sound, your bottom lip springs out from your teeth and you're gasping like you can't get enough air into your lungs.
“Chan… fuck.” You gasp and that's all that he needs to hear. He understands exactly what you mean.
“Yes…” He hisses, pushing his pelvis hard against you. “That's my girl. Oh fuck,” He gasps along with you. “Cum all over me y/n.” Chan mutters cumming inside of you, shooting hard and deep while the walls of your cunt throb with your own release.
With your movements slightly restricted to stay unnoticed, the orgasm is unlike any others that Chan has coaxed from you. It’s as if you've been plunged into an icy lake and the suddenness takes your breath away. Your body is on pins and needles and fucking hell does it feel unbelievable for both you and Chan. Your cunt devours every bit of his seed, still hungry for more. You're shaking all over and it takes Chan’s strong arms hugging you to slow down your breathing and your body to relax.
“Fuck.” You whisper and he chuckles.
“Mhm, I can't wait to get you home y/n. Hope you've got nothing planned tomorrow. I don't think you'll be able to walk when I'm done with you baby.” He informs you and your pussy reacts clamping down around his slowly softening cock.
“Oh, is someone already ready for another round?”
“Another round? Hell yeah bro let's end the night with a fucking bang!” Felix cheers from seemingly out of nowhere, pulling you and Chan back to the now. The shy giggles you two let out leave everyone confused as they join the table one by one.
After ordering another round for the group you both excuse yourselves and as descritley as possible separate from each other without anyone noticing. The whole way to the restroom laughter erupts from you and Chan.
“I can't believe we did that!” Chan shouts over the music and pulls you into his arms. His lips land on yours kissing you until your head is spinning.
“Keep that up Mr. Bang and I'm pulling you into the bathroom with me.” You scold him playfully. He calls your bluff, kissing you again and grabbing your ass for good measure.
“Go on, I'll be waiting beautiful.” he nods in the direction of the restroom doors.
Once cleaned up you and Chan rejoin your friends. Finally making it to the dancefloor, you dance an entirely different dance than before. Your body still feels lit up and the craving you have for your boyfriend still remains. You'll hold him to his promise when you get home but the one thing you love about him is that he always stays true to his word. You know he'll deliver, he's all action as well as words. Who would've thought losing a bet could be so much fun?
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jonespicy · 28 days
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Could you do the reader and 3RACHA imagine
That the reader is 3RACHA girlfriend but there ex friends with benfits visit 3RACHA but there girlfriend got jealous they pay attention the ex wanted them back
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     It wasn’t uncommon for Y/n to be in Chan’s studio with the three producers. She was always there. Whether it was one, two, or all three of them, her boyfriends were busy, so spending time in the studio was normal in the relationship. 
     Y/n enjoyed it. She kept quiet while they were in work mode. But they were known to get distracted easily— Y/n had figured that out very early in their relationship.
     It was one of those times they did lose focus on their work and we’re just goofing off. Laughing as Jisung had laid himself on Y/n while Changbin and Chan looked at memes through stays accounts, showing the two latter, just until a knock on the door. Then the three straightened up and went back to professional mode. 
     Chan got to the door as Changbin and Jisung tried looking busy. Not that they needed to. 
     “Hi, Channie!” Y/n’s head whipped around hearing the unfamiliar voice. It wasn’t any of the guys or staff members. She was confused when an unknown girl walked in and greeted the other two producers— hugging them.
     That wasn’t what set Y/n off. It was the far too friendly personality and the whore type outfit. Not that there was anything wrong with dressing like that, but the tight, short skirt with a low-cut shirt just set off some warning signs in Y/n’s mind. 
     “I don’t think we’ve met,” the mystery girl said, turning to Y/n, “I’m Sana!” the girl waved
     “I’m Y/n. How do you know the boys?” Y/n asked as ‘Sana’ sat next to her on the couch
     “Old friend,” Chan said, settling back in his chair 
     “Just friends?” Sana giggled
     Y/n glanced at her boyfriends, pleading for them to get this girl out but none of them seemed to notice. Much rather took to catching up with the girl, almost ignoring her. 
     Y/n leaned back on the couch and took an interest in her phone after none of them tried including her in the conversation. She could barely stand five minutes of the conversation before she grabbed her bag and slipped out of the studio. Astonished no one said anything when she walked out. 
     Walking down the halls of the building, Y/n found her way to the dance practice room the dancer team was occupying. Having caught them in a break when she walked in. 
     “Can I hide here?” she asked 
     “Sure,” Lee Know shrugged, making no further questions as to what his producer team’s girlfriend was doing there.
     “You okay?” Felix asked as she sat down on the couch
     “Fine,” Y/n mumbled 
     “You look like you’re about to cry,” the oldest pointed out as the Aussie sat with her and wrapped his arms around her
     “The boys got a visitor and I was pretty much ignored. I couldn’t stand the girl's voice anymore so I left,” Y/n explained as she leaned against Felix
     “Girl?” Hyunjin asked from his spot, lying on the floor 
     “Yeah. Said her name was Sana. Overly friendly which made me a bit uncomfortable.”
     “Wait, wasn’t that their old friend with benefits?” Hyunjin asked, sitting up. 
     “That’s her?!” Y/n asked 
     She knew her partners had had an FWB before her. She just never knew who it was and they had assured her things had ended with her well before Y/n came into their lives.
     “I thought they were done with her?” Felix asked 
     “They are. I very clearly remember things not working out between them and the guys ending it,” Hyunjin said
     “How do you know that?” Lee Know asked 
     “I share a dorm with them. I’m traumatized by those three’s sex life,” Hyunjin said, staring at Y/n, “You most of all.”
     “Sorry,” she shrugged, “It’s good dick”
     “Ew,” Hyunjin said
     “You act like we all haven’t seen each other’s dicks at some point,” Felix pointed out
     “Yeah. Especially in that dorm,” Hyunjin sighed 
     “Wait, so why is she here?” Lee Know asked
     “Don’t know. Seemed like they were catching up when I left. She was dressed like a skank though. I’m guessing she wants to try and fuck them again,” Y/n said
     “They wouldn’t do that to you,” Felix reassured her
     “Yeah. They’re far too in love to cheat. You should hear them when you leave the dorms,” Hyunjin added
     “I know that but it still irks me that they just bluntly ignored me the second she walked in the door.”
     “You want us to take you home?” Lee Know offered
     “No. I don’t want you guys to stop working for me.”
     “We just finished up before you got here. Just catching our breath before we headed back to the dorms,” Felix said
     “If it’s not too much of a hassle.” Y/n agreed 
     The three nodded and packed up their things before walking out with Y/n to the car. Lee Know followed Y/n’s directions to her apartment. Pulling up not long. Y/n thanked them for the ride and headed to her unit. The boys told her to text them if she needed anything before she headed off.
     Barely getting in the door when her phone rang. 
     ‘Channie💞’
     Y/n answered the call as she stepped inside her apartment. “Hi.”
     “Where’d you go, pretty girl?” Chan questioned 
     “Home.” Y/n bluntly told him as she slipped her shoes off and hung her purse up. 
     “Thought you were coming back to the dorms with us tonight?” Chan sounded generally confused and she could hear the other two in the background asking what she said
     “Seemed busy with Sana. So I bugged Danceracha and then they brought me home,” Y/n explained 
     “Oh fuck,” she heard Jisung exclaim. Obviously, she was on speaker now
     “Are you jealous babe?” Chan asked, a hint of teasing in his voice 
     “No. I am not jealous, Christopher. Why would I be jealous of my three boyfriends bluntly ignoring me when a random girl I’ve never met walked in looking like she wanted to fuck you guys again.”
     “Again?” Changbin’s voice came
     “Hyunjin let it slip she was the friend with benefits you guys had before me.”
     “And we ended things. We agreed to be cordial with each other,” Chan said
     “Does she know that?” 
     “Yes,” All three said
     “So, cordial is showing up at your studio in the shortest, lowest cut things she can find then ignoring your girlfriends’ presence? Between the three of you, at least one should have noticed me being ignored or walking out of the studio.”
     “We didn’t mean to ignore you, baby,” Changbin said
     “We kicked her out as soon as she mentioned she wanted to try again and called you,” Jisung added
     “Good.” 
     “I think she’s jealous,” Jisung said
     “I think I can still hear you, Jisung.”
     “Babe, how about we pick up dinner and come over to yours? To make it up to you,” Chan bargained
     “Better get here soon then,” Y/n told them before they ended the call with some ‘I love you’s.
     Y/n took a quick shower while she waited for the three to come over with dinner and cleaned up her apartment a bit. Walking back into the living room just as the front door opened. The boys obviously used their key to get in. 
     Y/n watched them walk in with the food and bouquets. “Flowers?” Y/n asked 
     “Part of our apology,” Chan said as he handed her his bouquet and pecked her lips. Followed by Changbin and Jisung doing the same. 
     Y/n bit back a smile, curious to see how far they would go in their apology. She set the bouquets down and grabbed a couple of vases from her cabinet. Or tried too; Jisung had moved to grab them for her and helped her fill them up with water and put the flowers in them while Chan and Changbins prepped the floor of her living room and turned on her TV. 
     Y/n and Jisung joined them as Changbin turned on one of her favorite movies and Chan opened up the take-out boxes. All four dug in as the movie started. The rappers took turns feeding their girlfriend, barely letting her pick up a utensil to feed herself. 
     The boys cleaned up the living room before sitting back with her. Changbin pulled her into his lap as Jisung pulled her legs over his and Chan’s lap. Y/n rested her head against Changbin's chest, making him lean down and kiss the top of her head. 
     Y/n tilted her head back to look up at him. Changbin smiled and gently pressed his lips onto hers. Y/n returned his kiss as Jisung massaged the top of her thighs. Y/n smiled against Changbin's lips and grabbed onto one of his biceps as he deepened the kiss. Y/n moaned into his mouth as she felt someone’s hands pushing her shirt up, exposing her skin to them. Felt a pair of lips on her stomach. Y/n pulled away from Changbin just for him to keep kissing her face as she caught Jisung slowly kissing her stomach as Chan was smiling at them.
     “Gonna let us take care of you tonight, princess?” Chan asked
     “Mhm.” Y/n nodded
     Changbin moved her up onto the couch as Chan took a seat next to her, pulling her to his lips. Y/n moaned against his plump lips as Jisung got between her legs and kissed the inside of her thighs over the loungewear. Changbin sat on the other side of her and kissed her neck. Chan grabbed the back of her head and tilted it back to give the Changbin more room.
     “Off,” Y/n mumbled against Chan’s lips
     “What do you want off, princess?” Chan asked
     “Pants.”
     Jisung took the command and pulled off the fabric along with her underwear. His warm lips came in contact with her skin, making her arch away from the sofa. One of Changbin’s hands grabbed one of her thighs and spread her open more as Jisung kissed his way up to her thighs. Planting a kiss on her clit and pulled her closer to the edge of the couch. Y/n moaned into Chan’s mouth again as Jisung dove into her pussy, eating her like a starved man and Changbin sucked and bit on her neck.
     Y/n grabbed onto Chan’s thigh and Changbin’s arm to ground herself against Jisung’s tongue. The muscle slid up and down between her folds before his lips wrapped around her clit. All her noises were swallowed by Chan while he slipped his tongue into her mouth. 
     Y/n tangled her tongue with his as his hand crept up her shirt. His hand found its home on her breasts. Gently squeezing the mound as he pulled away to let her catch her breath. 
     Changbin took the moment to pull her back to his lips. Switching places with the oldest as the former attached his lips to her neck. Marking the other side of her next as Jisung slipped two fingers into her. Y/n tightened her grip on the other two as his fingers made scissoring motions inside her. 
     “Hannie making you feel good, pretty?” Changbin muttered against her lips
     “Mhm,” Y/n moaned
     “Gonna cum for us, princess?” Chan asked 
     “Mhm.”
     Jisung smiled as he sucked harder on her clit while her grip on the other two tightened. Her hips rocked against him as best she could as the knot that had been building inside her stomach snapped. Coating the youngest’s fingers. 
     Changbins and Chan muttered more praise against her skin as Jisung lapped up her essence. Pulling his fingers out of her and cleaning her out with his tongue before pulling away from her. 
     “Move over,” Changbin told Jisung as he moved to take his place 
     “Who said you were fucking her first?” Jisung argued
     “You got to eat her out,” Changbin pointed out
     “Yeah. Let me enjoy the fruits of my labor.” 
     Chan took the chance while the other two argued and pulled Y/n onto his lap. Moving her to straddle him. “Hi, princess.”
     “Hi Channie,” Y/n smiled as he pushed his shorts down, pulling his cock out of the matter 
     “We're sorry about earlier. You're our only one, you know that right?” Chan gently kissed her neck as he ran the tip of his cock through her folds
     “I know,” Y/n moaned. 
     “We told her not to talk to us anymore. We're all yours,” Chan slowly sank himself into her. Holding her ass tightly, using his grip to move her along his cock 
     Y/n leaned into him, wrapping her arms around him. Planting kisses along his neck. 
     “Hey!” the other two producers yelled when they noticed their leader taking the spot they’d been arguing about
     “Gonna have to wait now,” Chan chuckled
     Y/n smiled against his skin. Bringing one of her hands down to pull his shirt collar down a bit. Her lips attached to his collarbone and gently sucked on the skin. Leaving behind a trail of hickeys on his skin. 
     Chan moaned into her ear as his hips started fucking up into her. Y/n grabbed onto the back of her sofa with her free hand.
     “Fuck,” Y/n moaned into his skin as his tip hit her G-spot
     “Gonna fill you up princess,” Chan groaned 
     “Please,” Y/n begged
     “No begging tonight princess,” Chan said
     Y/n nodded as she gripped the back of the sofa as Chan’s grip on her ass tightened just before you pulled her down. Burying his cock inside of her, grinding her against him while his cum painted her walls white with his load. Y/n clenched around him, milking him till her orgasm hit her as he finished filling her up. Chan kept her against him for a bit longer as she rode out her high, her hips bucking against his slowly.
     “Good girl.” Chan kissed her cheek as she slowly sat back.
     Chan helped her off his cock before Han swooped in and pulled her over to his lap. Immediately pulling her in for a kiss. Y/n wrapped her arms around him as he pulled her as close as he could to her. Grinding her against the bulge in his sweatpants 
     “Ji,” Y/n whined against his lips
     “I know, pretty girl. Just need to get my kisses in,” he groaned as he reached down and slipped his dick out of its confines.
     Jisung helped her hover over him and then sit down on him as his lips from hers to her neck. Adding his own set of hickeys to the collection on her neck. 
     Y/n clenched around him, still feeling the sensitivity from her round with Chan. Walls pulsing around him as he slowly ground her hips against him. Moaning into her neck before he started bouncing her r along his length. Y/n wrapped her arms around his head before he lifted his head from her neck and brought his lips back onto hers. 
     Y/n played with his hair. Both of them moaning into the other's mouth. Jisung gripped her ass tighter as she clenched tighter around him. Pulling away from her lips and burying her face in the crook of his neck as he picked up his pace. Sliding down the sofa a bit and thrusting up into her.
     “Ji,” Y/n whined into his neck
     “Our babies sensitive pussy gonna cum again?” Jisung asked
     “Mhm.”
     “Give it to me pretty. Need you to cum on my cock.”
     Y/n clenched varound him tighter as she busied her mouth by sucking marks onto his skin like she had done with Chan. Trying to distract herself from the quick tightening knot in the pit of her stomach. Biting down a bit harder on her boyfriends neck as it finally snapped. Jisung let out a higher pitched moan as she bit down on his skin while his pace stuttered. Burying himself inside her as his cum joined Chan’s inside her. Mixing together with hers as he held her close.
     Y/n let go of her boyfriend as she came down from her high with him. Resting against him for a moment before she sat back. Jisung helped her off his dick as Changbin scooped her up from his lap. Turning her to face him, wrapping her legs around his waist.
     “Show off,” Jisung sighed from the couch
     “Start working out like you said you would then,” Changbin told him as he reached under her, angling his tip at her entrance. Slowly pushing in and spreading her open more. Y/n moaned as her hold around his shoulders tightened.
     “Only girl that can take me so good,” Changbin moaned, pulling her hips back and then pushing her back down on his cock
     Y/n hid her face in his neck while he snapped his hips forward to meet her ass. Mumbling praises in her ear as her lips found his neck. Marking up his neck, claiming all three of her boyfriends. Knowing all their hickeys would get covered with makeup but that didn’t matter to her right now. All that mattered was the fuzzy feeling in her brain.
     “Close binnie,” Y/n breathed out against her neck
     “‘S okay bunny,” Changbin told her, “Let go for binnie.”
     Y/n moaned against his neck and gripped the back of his shirt tighter. Hands moving her faster down his cock as she tightened around him. His thick cock hitting more spots inside her till she came on hi. Coating his dick in her’s and the other two boys cum. Legs shaking around him as he kept moving. Hitting his orgasm as she finally came down from her high. Going limp against him as he pushed all the way inside of her. His seed joining th ecum mixture inside of her. 
     His arms moved up around waist to hold her against him so she didn’t fall back. Even keeping her against him once he came down.
     “Bunny,” Changbin called to her 
     “Sleepy,” Y/n mumbled
     “I got a bath ready for her,” Chan’s voice came from the hallway
     “Let’s get you cleaned up,” Changbin said and walked down the hall with her. Helping her get cleaned up. Jisung and Chan fixing up the living room.
     Jisung brought her a change of clothes and a cup of water and Changbin helped her change before heading back to join the other two in her living room.
     “How you feeling princess?” Chan asked her
     “Tired,” Y/n sighed
     “Still jealous?” Jisung asked
     “No. I know you guys wouldn’t fuck anyone else the way you fuck me,” Y/n giggled
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chvnnie · 11 months
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high 3racha 👀
i—
i’m doing to three different sections instead of one big one? hehe
SMUT — MINORS DIN
“That’s it, baby.” Chan mumbles. His fingers are tangled in your hair, back pressed against sweaty chest. Buried to the brim, he moves his hips in slow, rough circles. Making sure that you feel every ridge of his cock. His other hand hooks around your body, a joint neatly sitting between his pointer and middle finger. “Open.”
You let your lips part, allowing him to place the end on them. Eyes fluttering shut as you inhale, warm smile rolling down your overheated body. The drag you take is long. Longer than it should be considering your position. Once you’ve had your fill, you wrap a hand around his wrist, moving him away.
The exhale feels like your first breath ever; long, deep, filling your lungs so deeply it makes your body tingle. Do you moan from the sensation, or your boyfriend’s cock? Everything is fuzzy — you feel too good to try to figure out why.
“Good girl.” His voice is deep and raspy, usual when he’s been smoking. Placing the joint back on his own lips, he shoves your head back down. Mattress creaking when your cheek hits it.
Your fingers grip on the sheets, the cool cotton making your toes curl. It’s nice, soothing. Whereas Chan had started to become rough again, only easing up for that fleeting moment to share the joint.
This is a first for you. Though your highs have crossed over many times, it hasn’t occurred to either of you to fuck during it. Too hungry, too anxious, too focused on whatever was distracting you from each other’s bodies.
When you got home, Chan was already high. Sitting at the desk in his office, bong in his lap as he clicked through a porn site. He didn’t hear you walk in the room, hazy gaze locked in on the pretty girl in the video.
You sneak up behind him, rubbing his shoulders as you lean over his chair. “What are you doing, Channie?” You whisper in his ear, giggling when he jumps a bit in surprised.
“Missed you.” The words are almost inaudible, soft and groggy. His attention torn between you and the screen. “I couldn’t—I needed. Fuck, baby, I’m so hard—“
You coo, walking to sit in his lap. His arm hooks around your waist, pulling you firmly into his body. Even if he hadn’t had told you, it was more than obvious. Erection pressed against your ass, perfectly positioned for you to tease him a bit. Wiggling as you take the bong from him.
“Play the video.”
It was only a matter of time — how much is up for debate. Stumbling into your shared bedroom, shakily tearing at each other’s clothes. The only pause was for Chan to roll a questionable joint, desperate to combine the high of the weed and your body.
If anything, the high makes your boyfriend more attentive. Balancing himself with a hand on your hip while the other moves from your hair. Sliding down your body in search of your clit.
He’s rough, hips hitting your ass with such an intensity that you wouldn’t be surprised if you bruise.
“F-fuck, Chan.” Your cries are weak, laced with a mind numbing, life altering pleasure. Head rolling back, you glance over your shoulder.
Like a God, well defined and beautiful. Sweat sparkles off his skin, hair disheveled from your fingers. His eyes are shut, taking a long, heavy hit of the joint. Only when he exhaled does he look at you. Smiles lazily.
“My pretty baby.” It’s like a purr, perfectly in tune to fingers teasing your clit. “I love this perfect cunt.”
You whimper, rolling your hips to meet his. Eager, needy. So dizzy you think you’d fall over without him. “Feel ‘o good. So b-big—“
“You like it?” He chuckles when you cry out, the hard thrust hitting you in all the right ways. “It’s all for you, sweetheart.”
Chan stops, cock only midway in. You’re tempted to fuss, to beg him to continue on. What comes over you? What makes you move on your own, hips rolling back as you start to fuck yourself on his cock.
“That’s it.” He puts the nub of the joint out in the ashtray, hand coming in contact with your ass. The impact makes your knees buckle. “Show me how much your pretty pussy loves my cock.”
It’s all hazy. Dizzy. Cold, hot. Like a tornado erupting in your bedroom, helping you find a pace that brings the prettiest moans from your boyfriend. His fingers pinch your clit, rubbing in time with your hips.
Does he twitch first, or do you? It’s hard to tell.
“Make me cum, baby.” His voice is getting weaker, a deep whine as he rolls his head back.
Chan can’t help the way his body trembles as you start moving quicker, crying as your thighs begin to ache. He’s abusing your clit, pulling and rubbing with little care. Normally, it would be too much. Painful, even.
But now, it’s perfect. Clinching around him as he starts to fill you up without warning. Both experiencing an explosion of pleasure you’ve never felt before.
You’ll be damned if you don’t get it again.
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There’s lipgloss on the pipe. When it meets Changbin’s lips, it’s stickier than he expects. Grape flavor, oddly complimenting the earth taste that fills his mouth as he breathes in. He takes it in deep, eyes fluttering shut. Body starting to tingle.
It’s removed from his lips, a pretty purple shimmer left as evidence. He doesn’t open his eyes, doesn’t exhale. Allowing his other senses to take the lead — hears the pipe hit the table, feels your cold fingers thread through his silver locks.
Tastes grape when you kiss him, softly parting his lips with your tongue.
He moans as the smoke is shared with you. It’s the way you tug on his hair, the warmth of your tongue on his. Nothing in the world will ever be as sweet as your kisses, yet they always feel better when he’s like this. Addictive, as if this is the source of his high.
“Binnie, Binnie.” You mumble when your lips part, tapping the tip of his lightly until he finally opens his eyes again. Beautiful isn’t a strong enough word for you; the purple bra you’re wearing is the perfect shade, panties so soft and sweet with a bow that matches. Fuck, Changbin wants your lips back. “I feel good.”
“Yeah?” He smiles at you, tongue peeking out and wetting his lips. Another taste. “Me too, baby.”
Your legs are over his lap, tucked into his side on the tour bus couch. He gets chills as your hands run down his body, starting to trace the intricate designs sketched into his skin. The moment feels like it could last forever; dizzy, tangled. Nothing else outside the bus matters, everything important between the tiny metal walls.
A line is drawn across his chest tattoo, hooking under the golden chain he wears everyday. Thin, your initial attached to it. Charm between your fingers, you rub the cold metal until it’s warm.
“Don’t want you to go.” The confession is whisper by his ear, breath fanning on his neck.
“Me neither.” Changbin squeezes your bare thigh, watching the flesh mold around his fingers. “But I have a show to play. I’ll be back.”
You lift your head up, lips in a sweet pout. “Stay?”
“Baby, you know I can’t—“
He didn’t even notice that you had let go of his necklace, or that you grabbed the hand on your thigh. It wasn’t under he felt something soft and damp that he looked down — fingers laced together, pressing his palm firmly against your clothed core.
“Are you sure?”
Time has to go on. It can’t stay still in the tiny bus — but Changbin is fine wasting it when it comes to you. The tint windows have started to fog, hands pressed firmly against the glass. The rockstar hasn’t moved an inch, still seated on the couch, only with his head rolled back. And your knees caging him in.
Calloused hands grip onto you, kneading your ass as his tongue sloppily works your folds. His nose is pressed against your clit, nudging side to side to make you spill pretty moans.
“Bin.” You cry out, looking down to see his redden eyes on you. Not once has he looked away from you, watching your chest heave, the way your lips part in pleasure.
Is the weed making him dizzy? Or is it you?
Parting from your folds to breath, he smiles up at you. “What, sweetheart?”
You shake your head, unable to even attempt to answer his questions. The high mixed with the rough way he’s eating you out has rendered you unable to think, let alone speak.
“Aw, cute.” He spits on your cunt, delighted at the sound you make. “Do you like daddy’s tongue that much?”
“Yes.” It’s shaky, and broken, and all you can give.
“Then fucking ride it.”
Using the grip on your ass, he pulls you down. Forcing you to suffocate him, moving you up and down his face. Tongue flat, flicking occasionally to make you squirm.
One hand on the window, the other grabs his hair again. Using the hold for support, you find your own tempo. Rolling your hips quickly, almost roughly, you use Changbin’s tongue the way he commanded you to.
“Damn it.” You curse, tears thick in your voice. “Daddy, y-you feel nice—“
He nips at your clit, a little harder than he meant to. When your thighs squeeze his head, he laughs. “Yeah? Don’t fucking stop.”
It’s sloppy, wet. The sound filling the bus, if not spilling out of it. You try your best to listen, to keep going and chasing a high that only he can bring. Twitching, crying, making his cock swell when you paint his face.
You let it end. Try to move. But he’s not budging. The weed has made him hungry, and he’s not stopping until he gets his fill.
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The smoke looks pretty. Head roll back against the couch, Jisung watches the cloud float up, up, up. It twirls, morphing into different shapes. Before it reaches the ceiling — poof. All gone. Popped like a bubble, as if it was never there.
Hm. A lazy smile spreads across his face, eyelids fluttering until the eventually shut. What’s it like to be a cloud? He thinks it would feel…soft. Lighter than air, sometimes separating but always coming back together. Like a big piece of cotton candy. Sweet, soft, fluffy.
It feels like fingers tapping lightly under his chin. Raindrops, perhaps? The cloud moves with his head, looking down at his lap.
You. Bright eyed, hints of red dotting the whites. When he looks at you, the room is filled with giggles. Bouncy, the air that keeps him afloat.
“What?” He asks, voice low and steady. Softly, he runs his fingers through your hair. Needing to touch you, needing to feel weightless.
“Just admiring.” God, he knows he’s so fucking stoned, but your voice. Oh, it makes his chest ache wonderfully. A beautiful, lovely sound that keeps his heart beating. “You’re pretty, Sung.”
Heat creeps up his cheeks, turning them a deep rosy red. It feels silly, how shy you still make him. Nerves cause tiny rifts in the cloud, scrambling to pull himself back together so he doesn’t embarrass himself.
“Nah.” Is all he can manage, spinning too quickly to say much more.
You sit up, sitting where your head was just laying. Arms around his shoulders, scooting closer. Hips on top of hips, chests inches apart. The smile you wear he thinks is precious; it compliments you, like the oversized hoodie of his you’re tucked into.
“Don’t be silly.” You rub the tip of your nose against his, giggling when he does. His hands slip under the hoodie, resting on your waist. The lace of your panties makes his toes curl. “You’re the prettiest. Like. So pretty.”
God, he’s so in love with you. Needing you like the cloud needs the sky to keep itself alive.
“Kiss?” He whispers, not wanting the words to be heard by anyone else, as if you’re not all alone.
“How about a bunch?”
It’s sloppy, but neither of you mind it much. Time freezes in the sky; there’s no need to rush. All of it belongs to you two. Plenty of time to take it slow, to take in each other thoroughly. You taste like the sugary candy you shared earlier. It tastes so much better on your tongue.
When Jisung is with you, he feels whole. The lonely pieces of his soul suddenly filled. Patching him together, completing him beautifully.
His hands move up your body, feeling every inch of your warm skin. Always a bit handsy, it’s even more intense when he’s high like this. He can’t get enough of you, needing to feel all of you.
When his fingers brush the underside of your breasts, you whimper a little. Wiggling on his lap, perfectly sitting your barely clothed core on his growing erection. The panties you’re wearing are thin, the texture of his boxers felt through them. And oh, is it so so nice.
Your hips start to roll. Slow like the kisses, your press your cunt against him, moaning into his mouth. The pressure is just right, the rough sensation of lace and cotton scratching every inch you could ever have.
“Baby.” Jisung moans in your mouth, gripping onto your hips again. The hold is tighter, nails puncturing your skin. “Baby, baby, baby—“
“‘S good?” You part from his lips. Swollen, shiny with his spit and your own. Fuck, he needs them again.
Nodding, he uses his grip to push you down a little harder. Making it better for the both of you as his hips begin to roll like yours. Meeting in the middle, grinding against each other.
“So good.” It’s almost like at out of body experience. The high making him fuzzy, your cunt wetting his boxers so much that they stick to his cock. His pretty lips pout out, moaning deeply as he watches your bodies move to a tempo only the two of you can hear.
What is it about you that drives him so insane? Why can he never, ever get enough of you, no matter how much you fill him? The high would never be this good if you weren’t sharing it with him.
You yelp softly, thighs twitching around his body. Jisung looks back at you, brows furrowed just a bit.
“Baby?” He’s whining. He can’t help it. “It’s okay?”
Instead of answering, you kiss him again. Harder than before, clinging to him so fiercely as if he’ll float away. The fuzzy feeling in his stomach is getting out of control, cock throbbing and twitching, and—and—
“Jisung.” You’re nipping at his lip, small tears rolling down your cheeks. “You feel ‘o nice. Want t-to cum on you—“
“Fuck, please, baby?” Beg. Beg, beg, beg. When it comes to you, he’ll do and say anything. Not worthy enough in any way, praying you’ll give him a chance.
And every time—
The strength behind your orgasm takes your breath away. It’s drenching him, covering not only his boxers but the hem of his old t-shirt. Never have you ever squirted so much, so hard. Just for him.
It’s enough to bring him with you, not even a second after. Moaning loud enough to echo, floating higher and higher as he cries your name.
—you’re more than gracious.
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yngtort · 3 months
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— double or nothin
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chan | lino | changbin | hyunjin | jisung | felix | seungmin | jeongin
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xfem!reader • poly relationship • double!pen mdni — in which chan and bin convinces you to try something new with them .
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you’re kinky.
as fuck, actually.
You’d would literally anything your boyfriends, changbin and chan, wanted to do. From common foreplay to outside adventures. You were down for the count. but there was one thing you just wouldn’t— no— couldn’t do.
Anal.
Even the word makes you cringe and doing that act was definitely out of the question. Both of your boyfriends had came to you on multiple occasions, asking to do it. They wanted something knew, other than the taking turns fucking your cunt or one of them nuzzling into your throat.
You questioned if they would even know what they were doing— to which Changbin replied : “of course, I’m an ass connoisseur.”
an eyeroll and scoff is how you ended the conversation. Your ass had a beaming exit sign on it and you intended on keep it that way.
the topic of Anal still came up but it was subtle. Little jokes saying you were a wuss started to get under your skin. So much to the point where you asked your friends about it.
“It’s not that bad, girl.” One of them said with a shrug, “if he knows what he’s doing you should be good.”
He’s a connoisseur apparently.
you friend goes on to explain the whole process. Spilling about how her partner had her “reaching for the gods above” or something like that.
once again, you try to shake the idea out of your head. The key word here is try.
But the curiosity was gnawing at your brain, fucking around with your senses. You became hyper aware of your boyfriends touches. you shy away when Chris cups one of your cheeks and when bin slaps it, you get mad.
the boys noticed your behavior and they used it as a chance to make you cave. Day by day, they grew even more handsy. rubbing it, squeezing it, patting it—until you just can’t take it anymore.
Now you’re all oiled up as you ease yourself down on Chris’s shaft, cunt savoring each inch. “F-fuck..” you spluttered, mouth hung open as you chase after your breaths.
“there you go, sweet girl, that’s it.” Chris praises. His hands kneading the dips in your hips.
“Look at you two,” changbin chimes in, as he settles himself behind you. “Havin fun without me.”
“Jealous much?” the older asks.
changbin rolls his eyes, gently pushing you down until your chest hits Chris’s. “not at all.” Bin says, hands getting a fist full of your ass. Meanwhile, his eyes were full of the sight of your cunt filled with the others girth.
“Liar.” “Am not.”
You interrupt their yapping with a whine. “Guys, please.” you beg, hips circling against Chris with need. They both chuckle at your eagerness.
“Alright, alright.” behind you, you can hear the a bottle of lube being popped open. Changbin lathers his fingers, along with your hole, with the Icy gel. goosebumps cover your skin from the coldness and you inadvertently clench.
“Relax, babe.” Chris coaxes through a grunt, hands soothingly rubbing your back. You hum, burying your face into his neck, sucking on it to get your mind off of things.
changbin takes that as a cue to continue. He slips a finger into your surprisingly accepting hole. His eyebrows raise as he easily adds two more, making you moan into Chris’s neck.
“you’re taking this too well.” changbin says, a wide grin stretching across his face. “Don’t tell me you’ve been…”
“Y-you’re too big for me not to prepare ahead of time.” you admit and chris laughs under you, calling you cute.
“Yea? How much preparation are we talkin?”
“enough for you to fuck me already.”
changbin snickers, pulling out his fingers and replacing them with the head of his dick. he grunts as your hole wraps around him. “Still so fuckin tight.”
The stretch has your mouth open. long moans spilling from your lips like water as you’re filled with the second girth of the day.
“Good girl, you’re doing well.” Chris whispers sweet nothings into your ear as he slowly starts thrusting up into your cunt.
Meanwhile bin did the opposite.
“Slut,” he degraded, gifting your ass with a sharp slap before fucking you like his life depended on it. “To think you were acting like you didn’t want this. I knew a whore like you would.”
As each of them pump into you, your brain melts. Unable to comprehend a single thing except for the two men that you were sandwiched between.
Shit, It was hard to even do that.
When changbin would pull out, chris would slide back in. You couldn’t get a break as you withered away in their hold.
“Channie, fuck, binnie” was as about the only words you could form.
“What’s wrong, baby? Too much?” Chris asks in an almost tantalizing voice.
“I don’t think it’s enough, actually.” changbin said before giving the older a look. You obviously don’t notice it, too busy whining and crying into your boyfriend’s chest.
It’s till Chris’s pace starts matching bins, when you realize that they had put too much thought into this. You could feel both of them rub together, somewhere in your guts, and it had you…
What did your friend say?
Reaching for the gods above.
you clench both holes, signaling to your partners that you’re close to cuming and they don’t stop working their way through you. Hips slapping against each-other as they lead you to your high.
“That’s it baby, let it all go.” you unravel at Chris’s words, body trembling as you cling on to him desperately. He pulls you into a calming kiss, tongue slipping its way into your hot cavern and swallowing up every sob.
After you finished, the boys continued to bottom out. Thrust gradually getting sloppy and losing rhythm until they’re twitching for release.
“Gonna fill both your holes” Bin rasps from behind, fingers digging into your skin as he Rails you. “fill ya’ till ya’ pop, yea?”
“Mhm, been s’good, need it.” You babble out,
“then we’ll give it to you, bub.” Chris says and he delivers right after.
it just takes a few more thrusts till their both pouring their seed into you. your whole body shutters, warmth engulfing you in a white cloud.
Changbin slowly pulls out, watching as his cum seeps from your hole and onto Chris’s thighs. “Fuck, that was..”
“amazing.” Chris finishes breathlessly, “right, y/n?” He calls, but is only answered with your soft snores.
“Poor girl, we wore her out. Let her sleep.” Changbin chuckled, kissing the back of your neck.
“But bin,”
“Yea?”
“Im still inside.”
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NNI : this was supposed to be in kinkmas but now that I completely botched that, I’m posting it for fun— as gift and part of my apology for leaving yall high and dry😞
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Tinytags (comment to be added) : @sydnerss @sunnyyangie @panjakes @foxinnie8 @inniescandy-01
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skzcre · 5 months
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what do you think get 3racha going the most ?
my first thought for changbin was seeing you in your element. maybe he comes to pick you up from work, or you’re just working on a hobby or something you’re interested in. just seeing you so comfortable, so confident in whatever you’re doing is enough to get him going honestly (but that could also be me being a sub!binnie enthusiast 😖). but on that same note, coming home to you lounging about in nothing but your underwear and one of his shirts? yeah, that’ll get you fucked too.
chan kinda likes it when you’re a little bratty. like when you kind of have an attitude and you’re just arms crossed and huffing, having a smart ass answer to everything he asks you. he just thinks it’s so fucking cute. especially enjoys you standing up for him, snapping at anyone who dares try to sneak some sort of underhanded insult at him; it makes his heart and his dick grow. as an ass man, seeing you in some short skirts or shorts will get him too. when you’re bending over at the waist and he can see the curve of your ass, he can’t help but smack it 😭 (wowwww the thought of him having you bent over a counter, holding you up by your arms and he’s just fixated on the way your ass jiggles with every thrust . oof)
okay it’s hard for me to resist hentai lover jisung. he loves your legs, loves seeing you in thigh high socks, garters, tights, fishnets, the lot. if you have thick thighs, GOD does he just love the way high socks squeeze them. just wants to bury himself between them, use your thighs as ear muffs. what also gets him is (and hopefully y’all understand what i’m tryna get at here) when you start using producer terminology. this is SO specific but hear me out. he’s definitely brought you to the studio before while working on a song and when you start commenting on said song using the words that you’ve learned from him? his heart melts. like it just means a lot to him that you’ve taken the time to learn it and it makes him want to eat you out until you cry.
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skulla-rxcks · 5 months
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SLUT
Paring: 3racha x fem Reader
Rating: explicit
Genre: smut
Warnings: free use, cr3ampie, double pen, facef^cking
Day 16 of k-tober
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Taglist: @f3lix00 @channiesgoodgirl @mal-lunar-28
!THIS IS PURE FICTION, NOTHING IN THIS IS REAL ITS JUST A STORY!
“So what do you think of the song we’re working on right now?” Chan asks, doodling on a piece of paper as he does so. “It’s good yeah!” I mumble out, my gaze focused on Han’s hands. Changbins eyes look over at my thighs; smirking as he realises I’m wearing the ‘bracelet’ we made for all 4 of us for whenever they want to use me as a pocket pussy.
“Just good? Not amazing or anything like that?”
Binnie comes up behind me, beginning to leave little nibbles of love on my neck and shoulders. I get flustered immediately as he does that, feeling my wetness dripping down my inner thighs. “Maybe we can change you so you think different..” Han chuckles and unbuttons my shirt and unclips my bra making my tits bounce in front of his face after he does it.
“Gonna fuck some sense into you.. slut, wearing your bracelet at a time like this”. Chan smirks, ripping my panties open leaving me with only my skirt on.
“Chris, use her with the skirt on so she knows just how slutty she is” Changbin laughs, his kisses on my neck getting more and more erotic by the second. Meanwhile, Han unbuttons just pants and begins to jerk himself off above my tits, the precum dripping onto my breasts.
As I’m paying attention to Han, I feel someone push into my cunt; I look down, it’s Chan. He begins thrusting into me like a wild animal, fucking me harder than anyone’s ever done before, using my holes to his advantage.
“Think you can handle two dicks in your tight little cunt?” Han teases; I’ve never heard him talk with such vile language before but I fucking love it, I love this side of him. “Yes sir~” I moan out, whining when he pushes his dick into my hole, both Han and Chan are fucking my cunt at once, im such a slut, I’m their slut. “Open your mouth for me you fucking whore.” Binnie demands, pushing his cock into my mouth, I slightly gag around it as he slides it as far as he can down my throat.
Three dicks are using me to their advantage; one in my mouth and two in my pussy. “Fuck your cunts tighter than last time baby girl.” Chan moans, thrusting faster making Han moan along with the friction due to him being inside my cunt as well. Binnie begins fucking my throat faster, groaning loudly as he gets closer and closer to cumming, which not long after he does.
Filling my mouth with his seed making sure I swallow it before pulling out and encouraging the others to cream pie me. Han and Chan reach their climaxed and came inside of me, pulling out and watching there cum pour out of my hole.
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jl-micasea-fics · 3 months
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Freak Show Talk | 3racha, lmh
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𝙭𝙭𝙭𝙫𝙞𝙞. 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙮 𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚
! fwb, free use ft. all, fujoshi fem reader, poly, enm, angst, smut, dead dove do not eat. <1k wc. 18+ readers only !
「Contents List」 「Act 1」  「© Jan 2024 by jl-micasea-fics」
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Minho might have overdone it. There’s an amorphous pile of heaving, moist skin where 3racha used to be.
Granted, he had only one person in mind when he committed to the most gruelling and physically demanding routine he could think of, but there’s no accounting for collateral.
Chan and Jisung tore off their shirts two thirds through the routine. Maybe Minho admires the way their slick skin shimmers under the spotlights and how their broad chests heave with their breaths. Maybe he’s only human. Changbin has his sleeves rolled to shoulder, which is about as extreme as he gets, and even Minho himself is feeling the burn, if he admits it. But it’s all in the motivation: if it tortures Chan, he’ll go as long as needed.
“Okay; one last run through.”
Jisung wails. “Hyung, please—” He tries to sit up. Fails. “I can’t do anymore. I can’t feel my legs.”
“Seriously,” Changbin cries. “I’ll never be able to walk again.”
“Don’t be such dramatic bitches. Get up.”
“You can’t make me!” Jisung sobs.
“No?” Minho trudges to him, stands over his body, reaches down to prod Jisung's sweaty ribs. What starts as despair soon becomes screeching protest; Jisung writhes, wriggles, and giggles and if Minho wishes he could suck those sweet, pretty nipples, none present would know.
“Get a room guys,” Changbin scoffs.
Or perhaps they would.
Jisung beneath him sighs, “I wish.”
Oh, God.
Minho’s skin tingles all over, and it’s not for what Jisung’s just said, delightful though it was. There’s a thousand-yard stare being sent their way from a hunched over Chan that, annoyingly, is watching. All eyes turn to him.
He simply smiles. “Something wrong?”
Minho shouldn’t. He really shouldn’t. But physical punishment hasn’t scratched the itch of contempt.
He climbs off Jisung. “There is, actually.”
Jisung covers his face. Changbin sits upright, eyes wide. Chan looks on, brow quirked with interest.
“I wasn’t going to say anything because it’s not my business, but you made it my business when you threw my name around trying to hurt someone I love.”
Huh. That was surprisingly calm. Look at him, growing and shit.
“If you’re talking about what happened at Bin’s studio,” Chan replies. “You’re right. I shouldn’t have brought you up.” He leans back on his hands, shredded abdomen on display. “I respect you too much to involve you in petty shit like that. I’m sorry.”
Oh. Wait. What? It’s not very often Minho finds himself lost for words.
“I— Good,” he flounders. “Don’t do it again. And while you’re at it, be nicer to her. She doesn’t deserve to be treated the way you treat her.”
“I mean—” Chan shrugs. “That’s subjective, right?”
“What?”
“I’m just saying. It’s subjective. Who’s to say the way I treat her is any worse than the way you treat her?”
Changbin’s jaw locks. “Stop it, hyung.”
“Are you suggesting I treat her badly?” Minho reels. The fucking nerve of it—
Chan shrugs again. “Subjective,” he says. “You fuck her and think about Jisung, so... I don’t know. You tell me.”
“That’s not true.”
“Is she even your girlfriend, or?”
“Watch it, man. I’m not fucking kidding,” Minho hisses.
“Oh, come on. Am I seriously the only one that isn’t besotted with this girl?” Chan laughs, almost hysterical.
“Half the people here have fucked her, and a third,” Minho points at Jisung, “would jump at the chance. So, yeah, I’d say you’re pretty well outnumbered.”
Chan gawps at Jisung like he’s grown a second head. The younger’s failure to meet his gaze tells him all he ought to know.
“This is fucking ridiculous,” he snaps, shoves to his feet. “Is her pussy gold plated or something? Does she have some hotline to your dicks that I'll just never understand?”
“Grow up, man,” Changbin huffs. “You know it’s not like that.”
“Then what is it? Tell me, for real, because I'm—”
“Why don’t you tell us why you hate her so much?” Minho asks. “Because now we’ve established that you’re actually fine with your boyfriends fucking other people, all you’re doing is making yourself look like a tool.”
Chan glowers. Says nothing.
“She tried to empathise with you,” Minho adds. Salt in whatever meagre wound he’s made. “She wanted to believe you were the man she looked up to and not just the asshole that made her feel worthless. I mean; she sees rightly now, so don’t even worry about it. You did an excellent job of straightening her perspective.”
“I don’t have to explain myself to any of you,” Chan says.
“Don’t you want us to understand, hyung?” Jisung appeals. “We know you’re not this person. You never used to be so... angry all the time.”
“And what changed to make me like that? We were happy, we had the three of us, we didn’t need anything else—”
“Stop!”
Changbin's voice booms through the tension, so aggressive it shocks Minho. The rapper stands and turns to Chan. “I can’t do this with you again. You are in total fucking denial, man.”
Chan blinks, and Minho thinks he sees the shell crack.
“How many times have we been over it?” Changbin says. “How many hours did Jisungie and I spend trying to make you understand why we were suffocating? How is it that despite agreeing to find a middle ground, we still feel like we’re fucking smothered!?”
 “Bin—”
“You never had to be one hundred percent okay with all this. We’d have been worried if you were. Shit; Jisung and I were so anxious about putting ourselves out there again we were fucking relieved when you suggested we hit up Minho. And you remember that, right? You suggested it.”
“I suggested Minho. Not her.”
Jisung stands then, sweeping his sweat-soaked hair from his flushed forehead. “But we like her. You have no good reason to be going off like this. Bin hyung said you called her a sasaeng— aren’t you the one that’s obsessed?”
Chan looks like he’s been slapped, his dark eyes round and hollow, complexion sallow. A pin could drop and break the silence. Minho wishes it would. Without a word the redhead makes a hasty grab for his shirt, tugs it on as he crosses the studio, and is gone.
The door slams loud and clear; Minho cringes.
That frame better be intact.
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𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚, 𝙧𝙚𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ♡ 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙠𝙤-𝙛𝙞 ♡
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goquokka00 · 2 months
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Laced With Love
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Summary: Your friend gave you chocolates laced with an aphrodisiac as a joke for your birthday. But before you could warn him, you found him stuffing his face with the little "gift". This is the story of how that went.
Pairings: Seo Changbin X Reader (F!)
Genre: Some humor, smut (MDNI)
Warnings: Use of aphrodisiacs (Tabs Chocolates), unprotected sex, grinding, Needy! Dom! Changbin, overstimulation, pet names, hand job, dirty talk, scratching, praise, 18+, a a bit of teasing
Word Count: 3.6K
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You couldn't believe your eyes.
Your friend giggled hysterically as you stared at the box in your hands at the moment, mouth open and eyes wide as you kept reading over the label. Your cheeks flushed as you remembered seeing ads for this on TikTok, but never really saw you using them ever. Kind of. Okay, not really.
But still, it didn't help the fact that you went speechless upon seeing her gift:
Tabs Chocolate.
Not just one box, either. She got you 5. That was 15 chocolates in total that were laced with aphrodisiacs. And since you were only supposed to take half, it meant there were 30 doses. What the hell?
"Well? You like it?" She asked. She laughed as you set the box into the bag as fast as you could, doing the same for the other four. And the second that the chocolates got back into the bag, you immediately looked up to her, flustered.
"Are you serious? You gave me drugged chocolate for my birthday?!" You whisper yelled, only getting her to laugh more. "What happened to perfumes or cute little plushies that reminded you of me?!"
"You like chocolate!" She told you, still laughing.
"Yeah, regular chocolate! Not drugged chocolate!"
"They're not drugged, they're just gonna make you horny!"
"That's still bad!" You whined, dragging your hands over your face. Your entire body sank, your eyes glancing back towards the bag filled with the cursed chocolate. "And you got me 5 boxes, too! 5! What am I supposed to do with 5 boxes of-of HORNY chocolate?!"
"Share it with Changbin, duh!" Your friend said, continuing to laugh.
"What?! Absolutely not!"
"Come on, you said it yourself! You wanted to spice up your bedroom life, and now you have something new to try!"
"Yeah? Well, when I said that, I didn't mean this!"
"Oh, relax! Knowing him, he'll enjoy it!" Your friend told you, patting your shoulder. "Trust me...
"You'll LOVE it."
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A very long and very loud sigh left your lips as you made it back to your apartment. You were still in utter disbelief of your friend's..."gift"...wondering how she even had the balls to do that to you in the first place.
Sometimes, you wondered how the hell the two of you were still friends in the first place.
But, your brain wasn't focused on that right now, you had bigger things to worry about. You set the bag of chocolates onto the counter, deciding that the first thing you could do was get into something a little comfier before going into a full state of panic.
And so, you left the chocolates unattended, going straight for the bedroom to change out of your outfit you decided to wear for dinner between you and your friend. You decided on a pair of sweatpants and a sports bra, as you never really liked being too hot or too cold. So you'd always opt for either a sweatshirt and shorts, or sweatpants and a sports bra.
Once you were changed, you grabbed the clothes you had on originally, going to put them into the hamper. And as you did so, thoughts flooded your mind. Sadly, they were all about those damned chocolates.
For one, what the hell were you supposed to tell Changbin? That your friend decided to gift you 5 boxes of drugged chocolates that'll make anyone that eats them horny and that she wanted you both to try them out? Yeah, no. That's just embarrassing.
Also, where were you even supposed to put them? You couldn't put them with your other foods. What if someone else ate them? You weren't about to deal with that. Because that's also embarrassing.
Could you give them away to other friends? Maybe Changbin could give them to his members so they could use them with their girlfriends? Or maybe you can sell them online. There was no way that you were gonna use them, anyway.
But then, you heard it. The sound in and of itself made your heart drop, snapping you out of your thoughts. There was no way. No way, no way, no way, no way. And then, you heard it again. Fuck.
It was the sound of chocolate snapping.
Upon hearing it once more, your body moved on it's own, going straight to the kitchen in a panicked rush, praying it wasn't what you thought it was. Please, no...nonononononono--
"Oh, hey! I was wondering where you were." Oh, God.
Your eyes widened as you saw the sight you least wanted to see. You shouldn't have left those chocolates unattended. You should've put them somewhere you could see them, somewhere where he wouldn't be able to find them. But there was no going back to the past to fix your mistakes. It was already too late.
There in the kitchen sat Changbin, leaning on the counter with his phone in his hand, a piece of the Tabs chocolate in his other. His mouth was chewing on a previous bite of the laced sweet, and two wrappers were already on the counter.
"Changbin, you didn't..." You trailed, feeling your body tense up as Changbin's face went from happy to confused.
"What? Are you upset about me eating the chocolates?" Changbin asked, looking down at the candy. "I didn't think you'd mind; I mean, you have four other boxes. Though, they only have three, you'd think that there'd be more--"
"Wait, hold on. You finished an entire box yourself?" You asked again, your voice sounding much more in shock than before.
"I was hungry!"
"Changbin!"
"WHAT?! You know how I get when I'm hungry, I needed to eat something and the chocolate was the first thing I saw!"
"How many did you eat?"
"Huh-"
"How many did you eat?!"
"Just the first box, I swear!" Changbin said, watching as you came close and checked for yourself. Sure enough, the first box was completely empty. Once again, your stomach dropped. "Jesus, I knew you were protective of your food, but this is a whole other level."
"Changbin, those chocolates are laced." You said, your eyes showing just how serious you were. And immediately, Changbin tensed.
"No."
"Yeah." You responded, showing him the front of the box. "This brand? Tabs? They make chocolates that have an aphrodisiac in them." Then, you opened the box, showing him the piece of paper that covers the chocolates. "It says "For Your Other Half" because you're supposed to break the pieces of chocolate in HALF and share them with your PARTNER."
"I thought they just said that because most chocolate bars just want you to share..." Changbin trailed. You could tell that he was getting more and more nervous as you continued. You took the piece of paper off, showing him the inside of the box where the chocolates sat. In each little indent was an outline of the three dirtiest emoji's you could possibly know: An Eggplant, a Peach, and 3 drops of water.
"Did it not click after seeing these three pictures?" You asked, raising a brow.
"No...I didn't think to look, I was busy eating!" Changbin countered, making you facepalm.
"Changbin..."
"Don't say my name like that, you're making me nervous!"
"You should be nervous, dumbass! You ate 5x the amount of the recommended dosage!"
"Hey, don't call me that! Besides, you were the one who left them unattended! You know you can't leave food unattended in this household!"
He...had a point. Sadly. You had faced the consequences of leaving your food unsupervised multiple times. Every time you weren't actually there eating your snack or meal, Changbin would instantly go and eat it for you. He couldn't help it, he was a foodie. So, unfortunately, you were also somewhat in the blame here.
After a moment passed of you not being able to respond back to him, Changbin sighed. You didn't blame him either. After all, he was gonna be in for it. Super sensitive, not being able to think straight until his dick was wet. More-so than usual, too. But finally, he spoke up, giving you a nervous glance.
"So, uh..." He started, shifting in his spot. "How long do I have?"
"30 minutes at best." You replied. You huffed out a breath, crossing your arms as you looked at the chocolate. You really had to take care of that stuff.
"Just 30?" Changbin asked, watching as you nodded. "God, I'm gonna be in the bathroom for a long time, aren't I?"
"No, Binnie. I... This is my fault. I shouldn't have left them out for you to get your hands on them, I know better. You were right about that." You told him. You walked over to him, giving him a shy smile as you put a hand onto his cheek, gently rubbing it with your thumb. "I'll help you out, okay?"
"You sure? I don't wanna go too crazy, especially since we haven't been intimate for that long, and--"
"Changbin." You immediately cut him off as you pecked his lips, moving your hand down to his arm. "I'm sure."
Changbin would just have to accept that fact.
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As expected, Changbin did NOT accept the fact that you had offered to help him once those chocolates kicked in. You weren't surprised, as Changbin had been really nervous about being rough with you. After all, he was right about the two of you being sexually active for just a short amount of time.
But you were gonna take responsibility for this. And then, you were going to slaughter your friend for giving you these stupid chocolates in the first place.
It had only been 26-ish minutes since Changbin had eaten those chocolates. The two of you had been sitting on the couch, watching some random show you two had decided to watch for the night when he suddenly excused himself. You couldn't help but wonder why until you heard the loud whimpers coming from the bathroom.
The aphrodisiacs had kicked in.
A nervous breath left you as you sat up, going to the bathroom as strangled moans and whimpers left the bathroom. You could feel yourself getting aroused by the sounds of Changbin trying his best to jerk one out to try and calm himself down, but more than likely, he was too far under the drug to even get a grip. And so, you knocked on the door, hearing the sounds stop.
"Bin, are you okay?" You asked, putting an ear to the door.
"F-Fine..." He replied. Yeah, right.
"Changbin...did the aphrodisiac kick in?"
"M-Maybe...Y-Yeah, it did..."
"Can I help you, please?"
A brief pause washed over the two of you, before Changbin spoke up.
"I-...It's too sensitive, c-can't think straight...I don't know if...if I could control myself, Bunny..."
"Binnie, that's fine. I want to help you."
"I...A-Are you sure?"
"I've never been surer in my entire life."
Once again, another wave of silence passed. You assumed Changbin was trying to make up his mind to the best of his ability. But it didn't take long for him to make up his mind.
"Door's...fuck...the door's unlocked..."
You didn't waste any more time once you heard him say that. You immediately opened the door, walking in slowly. And it didn't take long for you to find Changbin on the toilet, his hips bucking up into the air upon seeing you. And oh god, it didn't look good.
For starters, his nipples were prodding through his shirt, making themselves very well known. His sweats were pushed down to his ankles, his legs spread enough so his thighs weren't touching his cock. And that was standing tall and proud, leaking from the tip, red and throbbing.
"Oh, Binnie..." You said, slowly approaching your struggling lover. Changbin just whimpered at your voice, looking up at you with needy eyes.
"Bun-Bunny, I-I can't--"
"I know, baby. Come on, let's go to the bedroom." You encouraged, gently grabbing his hand and pulling him up. The second he stood up, his legs just barely grazed his balls, getting a rather loud whimper out of him.
"Fuck, Bunny...I-I don't think I c...can walk..." Changbin got out. You went and pressed a kiss to his cheek, giving him a warm smile.
"I know you can. And once we're in the bedroom, you don't have to move. Okay?" You told him. Changbin took in a breath, nodding. And so, you slowly guided him to your room, Changbin whimpering along the way. Finally, you got him into the room, and immediately laid him down.
"Bunny...please, to-touch me...I-fuck..." Changbin told you. More like he begged you. He needed anything from you. He needed you, period.
You didn't waste any more time, and slowly reached your hand to his raging cock, gently grabbing it. Changbin moaned out at the contact, his hips thrusting into your hand. You placed a hand onto his chest, rubbing it gently as he continued to use your hand, fucking his cock into it. You carefully moved your hand slightly, trying to pump his cock to help out, but Changbin immediately grabbed your wrist, holding your hand still.
"Don't fucking...god, just keep...keep it there, Bunny..." Changbin grunted, continuing to moan. You did exactly what he said, keeping your hand still as he fucked it, moving his hips as fast as he could.
But something told you it wasn't enough.
You could tell by the way his face was contorting, the way his brows furrowed, and how his breaths came out of his mouth, that he was getting frustrated. Your hand was fine. It was working. But it wasn't doing the job.
"Bunny...ne--need more from you...gotta-I gotta get more, Bun..." Changbin moaned.
You nodded, still keeping your hand there for him, but managed to get your sweats off with the other. And once that was done, you threw a leg over his, and situated yourself right over his cock, lowering your clothed cunt right onto it. You knew you were wet, but you guessed that your juices had seeped through your panties, because Changbin moaned loudly when he felt your heat.
"Oh, fuck..." Changbin groaned, immediately grinding his hips against yours. You whimpered, leaning your torso down to his chest, grinding your own hips against his. You thought he was hard before, but feeling his dick grinding against your wet folds made it feel so much harder.
"Bin..." You whined, putting your hands on his shoulders, the two of you grinding together like two horny teenagers. It was a scene that could be seen in a sex movie or some corny shit like that. But to the both of you, it didn't matter.
What mattered was that it felt amazing. As you kept moving your hips on top of him, Changbin grabbed them, keeping you moving at the pace he needed you to go. He made sure to hold you there, not letting you leave. Not that you planned to, anyway.
But to him, it still wasn't enough. It was better than the hand, but it still wasn't good enough. He needed you. He needed you badly.
Real badly.
And so, he flipped you onto your back, getting on top of you. His hands went to your thighs, spreading them apart. You could feel him staring at your pussy through the panties, almost like he was admiring what he was about to ruin. Soon enough, he moved one of his hands to your bra, pulling it up so he could see your chest. Those beautiful and very perky nipples that he adored.
And then, he trailed his hand down your stomach, rubbing your clit through your panties, smiling as he saw you squirm and whine underneath him.
"B-Binnie--"
"You...you're beautiful like this." Changbin said, moving his hands to your panties, pulling them off of you. You whimpered as Changbin looked down at you, admiring you like this. "Such a pretty pink pussy...fuck...glistening for me a-and everything."
"Bin, please-"
"What, you getting impatient? Getting all needy for my cock?" Changbin asked, pressing his dick right up against your folds, moving it up and down. Up and down. Up and down. "B-Bunny, fuck...what am I go-gonna do with you?"
"Bin...need you..." You whined out. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. "Please, don't tease..."
"J-Just wanna admire you...before I ruin you..."
With that, Changbin pushed his tip into you, making you whine. He moaned out, slowly pushing the rest in. You moaned at the feeling being full, carefully pulling him down to you. Your arms went under his so you could hang on, and your legs spread as far as you could get them to.
And then, Changbin started moving. You let out a moan, squirming at the feeling of him moving in and out of you. Changbin wasn't in a much better shape, moans and whines coming out of him. It felt good to him, feeling your walls grip around him, keeping him warm and wet. But still, he needed to move faster.
"Binnie-oh my god, please...faster...y'gotta go faster, baby..." You moaned out.
"God, I-..shit...yeah..." Changbin moaned out. Honestly, he thought you'd never ask, and was grateful you did. He started moving faster, putting a hand under your head as the other went to your hip, trying to hold you in place. You cried out at the feeling.
He felt so damn good.
And you felt good, too. You were clenching at the sensations from him fucking you, and when you added that with the sensitivity given to him by those fucking chocolates, it brought on a whole new world for Changbin. He just couldn't get enough of you.
He moved his hands to your legs quickly, moving them to go to your chest and over his shoulders, practically folding you in half. And immediately, he went deeper. Hell, at this point, his dick was just kissing your cervix, touching it before moving out and going back in, repeating the process.
"Oh my-fuck, Bunny, hitting so deep inside your perfect tight little pussy...so tight for me, aren't you?" Changbin spat out, his brain not really processing what was coming out. His hips moved faster, and you cried out again, your nails digging into his skin. "Such a good girl, taking me so damn well..."
You moaned at his words, your hands gripping onto his shoulder blades as he fucked you. It felt so good, having him pound you into the mattress. Your brain was going fuzzy, pleasure crashing through your body. And that's when you realized you weren't gonna last much longer.
"Bi-Bin, gonna cum--I-I'm gonna cum--"
"Cum. Cum on my cock, Bunny." Changbin commanded. You obeyed. Your body convulsed as you hit your high. Changbin slowed down to ride you through it, hissing at the feeling of your nails digging into his back. "Good girl, Bunny. Such a good girl for me."
And then, he went back to his previous pace.
"Changbin!" You moaned out, gripping onto him as he went back to his unforgiving rhythm. Skin slapping together filled the room as Changbin continued, not slowing down for a second. "Bin, I can't--can't, too much--"
"You can, Bunny. I know you can." Changbin growled. You couldn't keep yourself from moaning, your hands gripping onto Changbin once more.
"C-Cumming! Fuck, Changbin, I'm cumming again!" You moaned out. Your second orgasm hit you right after that, your body shaking as you clenched around Changbin. Except this time, Changbin didn't slow down for you. He kept his pace up, keeping you up on that high. "Changbin!"
"Bunny, you feel so fucking good--oh my god..." Changbin moaned, his eyebrows furrowing as his hips kept their pace up. At this point, you were pretty sure that his back had been scratched up pretty well, due to the fact that you were being sent into overstimulation. Because before you even knew it, your third orgasm hit you like a bus.
"Binnie!" The moan you let out was pornographic as you trembled, feeling that orgasm hit you harder than the others. Your nails dug into Changbin's back more than the last two orgasms, and your head was thrown back. Changbin still drove his hips into you, though, his pace was getting a bit more frantic, his rhythm sloppier than it had been.
"B-Bunny, fuck, m'gonna cum... holy shit, m'gonna cum so fucking hard..." Changbin moaned out, his breath starting to get heavy. "M'gonna fill you so much..."
"Bin, p-please, c-cum...please!" You moaned out. Changbin did just as you said, groaning out loudly as he finally hit his orgasm, painting your walls white. You were extremely quick to follow, hitting your fourth and final orgasm. You shivered, your muscles in your legs starting to spasm as Changbin rode your climaxes out, moaning as your nails dug into his back for one last time.
Once the both of you had calmed down a bit, Changbin pulled out of you, which made you whine at the loss of feeling full. Both of you were sweaty and fucked out, but you were both satisfied. Especially Changbin.
"Feeling better, Binnie?" You asked, rolling onto your side with a small smile, laughing a bit at the sight of Changbin looking so exhausted.
"Yeah, yeah...I...I'm better. Way better." Changbin said, wiping some sweat off of his face as he smiled, looking over at you as well. "You're such a trooper, Bunny."
"Thanks, Bin." You replied, going over to hug his side. "I hope you learned your lesson about eating things without reading the label?"
"Again, not my fault." Changbin mumbled, kissing your cheek. "But you have to admit, that was pretty fun."
"It was, yeah."
"We should do it again."
"No."
"Oh, come on! Please?" Changbin whined, giving you puppy eyes. "You should take the horny chocolate though."
"Changbin, no."
"Don't act like you don't want to!"
"I don't want to!"
"PLEASE!"
Yeah, you were definitely in for a long night.
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straylightdream · 3 months
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what am I missing?
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act twelve: “What’s your opinion on sex toys?”
feat: bang chan x f.reader, seo changbin x f.reader, han jisung x f.reader
↳ in your mid to late twenties you’re left wondering if you missed your sexual awakening. With a the help of friends you start to really find yourself.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: for the story as a whole angst, a little fluff, body image issues, and self doubt, cussing all smut warnings listed below for what is in this story.
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𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬.
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𝐚𝐧: what is everyone thinking about each of the boys so far?
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: nipple play, clit and vaginal fingering, lots of dry humping and some dirty talk. for the story as a whole, oral (fem & male receiving), piv, unprotected sex, groping, threesome, use or traffic light system, choking, and spanking, the mc calls herself a slut more warning to come. Soft but dominant jisung, kinda sub reader for jisung. Being tied up during sex, anal play, use of a butt plug, names such as baby, princess and good girl
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It’s your day off and you originally planned on staying home but Jisung asked you to go shopping with him. Shopping didn’t last long until you ended up back at your place.
You originally turned something on to watch but you don’t even think you actually watched ten minutes of it before you ended up sitting on your knees between his spread legs. He sat on your couch completely bare with his fingers threaded through your hair helping your movements. Each time you bob your head you take him in your mouth as far as you can. A slur of praises leaving his mouth with each drag of your tongue against his length.
“You’re such a good girl,” he moans. Your stomach flutters at his praises. “Baby if you keep it up I’m going to blow in your mouth.
You pull off his length with a little spit connecting you to his length. You wipe your mouth and smile up at him. Reach over he wipes your lip.
“How does the princess want it?”
You push your thighs together desperately wanting some relief. “I want you.”
“What did I say about using your words?” He raises his eyebrow.
You know he’s being stern with you because he wants you to be more confident when it comes to sex, but you can’t help but feel a little embarrassed. “I want you to fuck me.”
“Do you want to be able to touch me while I fuck?” He moves to rest his hand on your neck. You don’t say anything as he gently applies pressure.
“Please.”
“What’s your opinion on sex toys?”
“What kind?”
“I bought you a pretty little butt plug I was thinking about testing out today.”
You’ve never tried anal but you would be lying if you said it didn’t intrigue you.
“Oh.”
“Do you want to try it, yes or no? I told you to use your words with me.”
“We can try it.”
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Resting on your hand and knees he pours cold lube on your tight ring of muscle. This is a whole new experience you’ve never experienced before. He slowly runs his thumb over the muscle working on getting you to relax.
“I need you to relax,” he says before pressing his lips to your shoulder for a gentle kiss. “We’re using the traffic light system again. If you ever feel uncomfortable let me know immediately.”
“Okay.”
He runs his finger along the rim of your muscle. His finger slowly inside the place no one has ever been before. You’re not used to the feeling but you can already tell you’re going to enjoy it.
He takes his time getting you to relax while applying pressure to your ass. It’s not long before he inserts the lubed up plug.
“Fuck you look hot like this,” he groans. “Do you want to ride me? Or should I take you like this?” He runs his hands up and down your sides.
“I want to touch you,” you moan as he runs his fingers through your folds.
He pulls away before reaching into his bag and pulls out a condom. He slides it down his length before he sits with his back against the headboard. “Come here princess,” he signals at you. Without you saying a word you follow his command. You rest on your knees as you straddle his thighs. His hardened length is standing tall between you. He leans forward with a sly smile playing across his lips. His hand takes your breast roughly in his hand.
“Sit on my cock and once you’re full I want you to sit there until I tell you to move.” You silently nod your head.
Lifting your hips you align yourself with his length before you slowly sink down. The moment he’s fully inside you can’t help but moan at the completely full feeling of him stretching you out and with the silver plug snug in your ass. Your breathing is heavy as you take a moment to adjust. His hands roam your body. One squeezes your butt cheek before he slides his finger down to tap the gem on the end of the plug. You can’t help but gasp.
“Such a good girl.” You don’t say anything once again, you just silently nod your head. “What color?”
“Green,” you respond.
“I have one rule today. You keep your hands behind your back until I tell you that you’re allowed to touch me.” You knew that he wasn’t going to make this easy on you. You follow his orders and hold your hands behind your back. “Time to move.”
Lifting your hips, you slide up his length. You start with a slow but steady pace. Each roll of your hips you move up and down. His hand grip your hips helping your movements. Rolling your head back you can’t help but quietly moan his name. With this position your body needs more. You desperately need him to help you.
Closing your eyes you try to focus on the warm feeling in your stomach. He’s touching the spot inside you that makes you see spots but it’s not enough. You pick up your pace hoping that will help.
“Stop moving,” Jisung says, snapping you out of your thoughts. Your eyes pop open and you stare at him wide eyed. “What’s going on?”
“This isn’t enough for me. I need you to touch me.”
“The plug isn’t helping?”
“It feels nice but I need you to touch me. Please.”
“Okay princess,” he leans forward and gently kisses you.
“How do you want me to touch you?”
“Can you touch my clit?”
“Absolutely.” He kisses you again but this time he’s kissing you like he needs you to breathe. “What’s your color?”
“Green.”
“Princess, start moving again.”
You start moving your hips again. You move at a quicker pace this time. He kisses his way across your jaw as his fingers make quick circles on your sensitive clit.
Rolling your head back you give him more access to your neck. “Fuck I want to mark you up,” he groans against your skin.
“Ji-“ you moan.
You bounce up and down his length the quickest you can move. You’re chasing your high as the coil in your stomach starts to tighten more and more.
“Do you want to touch me?” He groans with his lips against your skin.
“Please,” you moan.
“You can touch me.”
He leans back with a smile across his lips. You reach out, running your hands across his pale skin. You touch every part of him you can reach. Leaning forward you press your lips to his for a heated kiss. Pulling your lips away from his you ask, “can I kiss you anywhere?”
“Fuck, yes.”
You kiss his neck leaving a trail of wet kisses in your path. He moves his fingers at a quicker pace knowing that you’re close to falling apart.
Leaning back you moan his name as you fall apart. You keep moving your hips hoping he falls apart soon. Your walls contract pulling on his length as he lifts his hips helping your ride out your high.
“Fuck,” he moans finding his own release.
Leaning forward your body slumps against his. Your head rests on his shoulder as exhaustion takes over you. He doesn’t say anything as he rubs his hand slowly up and down your back.
“You did so good,” he says softly.
You stay there with him still snugly inside you for a while as your high slowly fades away. When you slowly pull away you find him smiling at you.
“I’m so tired,” you say.
He rests his hand on your cheek and slowly drags his thumb across your skin. “Are you feeling okay?”
“Yes I’m just tired and my legs are sore.”
“Okay let’s get you cleaned up and then we’re going to cuddle.” Jisung is a man of his word. He gently removes the metal plug before helping you to the bathroom so you can pee before he lays you down in bed. He showers you in kisses as he cuddles up close to you.
“You know you’re my best friend right?” He wraps his arms around your stomach pulling back against him.
“You’re my best friend too.” You know that no matter what Jisung will always be by your side. You know that if at some point you have to stop this he’s still going to be your best friend.
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Thank you to anyone who has been replaying to the post and reblogging them.
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warren-thedarkangel · 2 months
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Imagine 3racha fighting over you
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Imagine Chan keeping you in his lap, while he's working one hand typing on his laptop, while the other is gently stroking your inner thigh casually. And all the while Han is staring at that space between your legs like, "tf does he think he's doin?" 😒 and changbin is glaring at Chan, when your not looking, and all the while, Chan has this cheeky ass smile on his face.
Or when you're all in the middle of a cool down after working hard in the studio, and you're straddling changbins back while you massage his shoulders because he said he was sore. Chan doing that tongue in cheek thing, while giving Changbin the dirtiest look, and Han is ready to throw you over his shoulder and carry you away so he can have you all to himself.
Or maybe it's during nap time, when your all cuddled up ontop of Han, his hands on the back of your upper thighs, or one arm wrapped around your waist while the other is cradling the back of your head. Chan and Changbin both about to write a diss track on Han, just because they're jealous.
of course, eventually they talk it out, after all they're bond is stronger than anything. So it's no surprise that they come to a conclusion. The next thing you know your choking on Changbins cock, while being railed from behind by Chan, all while you jerk off Han, cute little whimpers escaping you as they finally work together to claim you as theirs. And when they're done. There is no way that they are sharing you with anyone, but eachother.
... Hhhhhhhhhhhh 😮‍💨😩😫
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charmercharm3r · 2 years
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imagine roommate! 3racha coming back from the gym to u in one of their rooms trying on lingerie bc “i don’t have a full length mirror in mine :(((“ literally been on my mind all day
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finally finished this one🥳🥳
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Sharing is Caring
BC, SCB, HJS
wc: 5.6k
warnings: smut, sexual explicit content, foursome, gets kinda nasty with a side of fluff, jisung x reader leaning lol
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It was the first and last time you’d ever go shopping with Jisung. He was the only one of your three roommates that was currently available to accompany you. As fashionable as the boy is, he couldn’t give a single valuable opinion for his life. Everything you showed him, he’d give you either a thumbs up or tell you that “it’s your body. If you like it, you like it.”
You’d been at the mall with him for almost two hours when you’d given up asking him. It was obvious when Jisung started to run out of social battery, he’d tell you he’d wait on a bench outside whatever store while you looked around. By the time you’d come to the last store you wanted to check out, Jisung was practically drained.
“Wait outside. I’ll be quick,” you told him, already heading towards the lingerie store without looking back at him. What you didn’t see was his head perking up at the sight of you entering the much flashier and… adult… store. But he did as you asked, taking a seat outside and swinging his legs until you returned.
While inside, you browsed around and picked out a few pieces that stood out. One in particular that really caught your eye was a light blue babydoll set, feminine and frilly and so out of your comfort zone. There was no one you had to wear it for, but it was just so cute. It was also very different compared to the usual black and nude lingerie you typically stuck to. All the courage you had to even walk in the store and pick up the babydoll set evaporated as soon as one of the employees came up and offered to show you where the dressing rooms were, all with a judgemental look on her face. “Is that your boyfriend outside?” She asked, head pointed straight at Jisung, who watched you fiddling with the fabric between your fingers.
In an attempt to ward off her disapproving energy, you replied, “yeah, he is. I don’t need the fitting rooms, I think he’ll like this.” You walked towards the register without another word from her.
You probably should’ve taken up her offer on trying the set on before you got home, but for some reason, the way she looked at Jisung and how she stared at you sparked a sort of jealousy. Upon purchasing it, you instantly strode back over to your friend and took his arm, pulling him from the store and walking away.
He didn’t question your interaction with the store employee or why you’d dragged him away so quickly, but his mind didn’t stop racing at the idea of you wearing lingerie. Little to your knowledge, he had been crushing on you for the longest time. But you were also very, very off limits. It was a rule that he and your other two roommates agreed on when you moved in. You were their friend first, roommate second, and object of their sexual desires at the very end of the list.
However, he just had to tell Chan and Changbin of what he witnessed. So when the two of you arrived home and they invited you both to work out, Jisung jumped at the opportunity while you politely declined and used the excuse that you were tired. In all honesty, you just wanted a reason to stay home and try on your newest addition to your underwear drawer. As soon as they’d left, you locked yourself in your room and stripped, taking your time to put on the outfit. You’d taken off the tag without knowing if it would even fit or not, sighing at your own recklessness. But as you slowly slid on the light colored panties and draped the incredibly sheer top over your head, you came to the realization that you didn’t even have a mirror in your room– not a full length one, anyways. Your little vanity that you usually used wasn’t big enough to get the full view of your new set.
You were on a roll today, acting without thinking as you moved to unlock your door and peak your head outside into the hallway. Checking up and down the hall as well as listening for any movements, you quietly padded around the house looking for any sort of reflection that could show you how you truly looked. The bathroom mirror was a bust, too tall so that you only saw from your diaphragm and up. It was still too bright outside to see anything in the reflection of the sliding door that led to the balcony. Your only other option was perhaps one of the boy’s rooms.
Cursing under your breath at your own ignorance, you mentally noted to grab a full length mirror the next time you went out.
The house still seemed to be empty, but out of anxiety you treadded silently back towards the hallway where the four bedrooms were. You were lucky enough for your room to be next to Jisung’s, who was the quietest of the three boys when alone in their respective spaces. But he was also one of the more private ones, meaning his door was locked. You still checked, of course, but with no luck. Across from him was Chan, also very private and also very much locked. Changbin’s door directly across from yours was your last hope.
And voila! You were met with the overwhelming smell of spice and linen clearly left behind from his cologne and laundry detergent. His walls were painted a dark navy blue, complimenting the pale gray sheets that were messily spread across his bed. There wasn’t much else in his room besides the dresser, a few dumbbells, a desk that acted also as his bedside table, and a closet. There was no mirror that you could see, but upon further inspection, you opened the closet door and found just that.
With your back to the entrance of his room, you smoothed out the top of the lingerie set, tilting your head and twisting to see all the different angles. You had to admit, you looked good. Despite it being entirely different from what you were used to, it was nice to know that you could pull off other colors and other styles. So for a while, you just admired your body in his bedroom mirror.
Jisung had rushed Chan and Changbin out of the house, whispering in their ears that he had something important to share with them. The three of them were already in the gym of their apartment building and starting their routine when Jisung had realized he’d forgotten his pre workout drink. “I’ll be right back,” he said and rushed back upstairs before he could even tell them about you and the lingerie store. He’d jogged to his locked bedroom and found his drink sitting on the desk, taking a couple swigs of it before exiting to find Changbin’s door open. And you in all your glory.
You didn’t even hear him come in let alone notice him, jaw almost to the floor as your hands ran over your curves. Still looking at yourself in the mirror, you turned your hips to see how your butt looked in the baby blue. Immaculate, of course.
“Wow,” Jisung said, a lot louder than he’d intended to.
You jumped, seeing his reflections standing in the doorway with a dumbfounded look. It took you a second to remember your current state, hands flying to cover your chest and private parts. “Wha– I thought you were supposed to be at the gym?” Blood rushed to your cheeks as your eyes darted around aimlessly. When he didn’t respond, you turned to face him.
Jisung looked down at the drink in his hand, “I forgot s– something.” You followed his gaze downward, seeing the bottle. But you kept going, only now noticing his figure in the shadow of the hallway light. The sleeves of his shirt were cut off, drawing your attention to his sculpted arms. But how tiny his shorts were made your mouth water. You’d almost forgotten to breathe once you noticed a tent starting to rise.
You’d briefly thought back to the interaction with the store employee, thinking harder back to how Jisung was watching you like a hawk.
Grazing over his body again, your eyes met his. With the most innocent look you could conjure, “I don’t have a mirror in my room. What do you think, Sungie?” At a snail’s pace, you removed your hands from your chest and core, placing them behind your back and tilting your head.
He’d short circuited, unable to think about anything besides the way your tits peaked through the material of the lingerie. He didn’t even care that he was completely hard and almost to the point of throbbing. Not a single ounce of shame lingered in him as he took a step into Changbin’s room. “Really… really… something,” was all he could compute.
It felt so wrong, like you breaking a whole variety of rules that could get you into some deep shit with your other housemates. But the way his eyes were completely blown out and how good he looked, you couldn’t get yourself to care. So you took a step closer to him, looking up and smiling devilishly.
“Yeah?” You noticed the way his breath hitched in his throat the nearer you got. It gave you a surge of confidence, “wanna take a closer look?”
Jisung nodded embarrassingly fast, followed by dropping the bottle and pulling you in for a kiss even faster. Your head spun at how quickly things escalated. One second you were standing in the middle of Changbin’s room, the next you were spread out on his bed with Jisung hovering over you. His kisses were ravaging, sloppy but still heated as he made his way down your neck, only stopping to breathe. Your hands traveled through his thick hair, carding and pulling it in between moans as he continued further down.
Over the baby blue material, he kissed the tops of your breasts and licked across your nipple, making it perk more and leaving dark wet marks. The more your hands caressed him, the more he soaked your new clothes. “Couldn’t stop thinking about you in this,” he mumbled into you, leaving peppered kisses down your stomach. As he reached the hemline of your frilly underwear you arched into his touch, mind wandering to how smug you felt leaving the store earlier hand in hand with him. “Just had to tell the guys about how hot you looked.”
You didn’t expect it from yourself, aroused by the idea of both Jisung and your other two roommates fawning over you in lingerie. It made you practically shove his face towards your cunt, wet spot growing larger the longer he stared up into your eyes. “Please,” you whimpered, unsure of what you were truly asking for.
He didn’t wait any longer before just pushing the material to the side and letting his tongue run up through your folds. The warmth of the wet muscle made you groan, eyes shutting as your head fell back into the sheets. The fact that you weren’t in either of your own beds only added to the forbiddenness of the situation, how risky and taboo it was to be doing this in your roommate’s domain.
Jisung was good with his tongue, flicking your sensitive bundle of nerves with the tip and alternating to suctioning you in. You let out a particularly loud moan when he sucked harder and let his fingers circle your entrance.
You were so immersed in the sensation that you didn’t see the body standing in the doorway. “And when I thought today couldn’t get any weirder,” Chan stood, dumbfounded at the sight before him.
Seeing him in complete awe of you and Jisung set shocks through you, unable to stop yourself from shoving his head harder into you and mewling out. You kept your eyes locked on Chan’s face as Jisung continued to eat you out like a man starved. The absolute bliss your body writhed in sent blood rushing straight to the watcher’s cock, arms flexing in restraint. But then you pried one hand from Jisung’s hair, bringing it up to stick two fingers into your mouth.
As you swirled your tongue around your fingers and the man between your knees continued to ravish you, Chan was already stripping his shirt off and walking to the side of the bed closest to your head. Despite Jisung wanting you all for himself, he enjoyed the show you’d put on as you popped your fingers from your mouth and pulled Chan in by the back of his hair for a messy kiss. It fueled his need to prove himself to you, so he circled your entrance for a second to collect your dripping essence, pushing two digits into your relaxing hole. The sudden intrusion made you cry into Chan’s mouth.
Hearing your sweet noises made the older pull away from you and tug his shorts down, tugging lazily at his fully erect cock. As Jisung continued to suck at your clit and stroke his fingers into you, Chan stood tall. He looked down at you with an expression that told you he wanted only one thing. But to get you to how he wanted, he grabbed the base of his cock and tapped it against your cheek.
“Open,” he commanded, intentionally missing your tongue that was now sticking out. It was slightly humiliating, Jisung having witnessed the whole thing as well. But you were so close to your release, unable to care about how dumb you must’ve looked.
Jisung could feel how tightly you were contracting around his fingers, your hips bucking up and using the handle on his hair to grind harder into his tongue. He enjoyed himself, much more than he’d ever admit, how you used him to chase your own pleasure, so sure he was leaking precum through his shorts. Laundry was definitely going to need to be done.
But just as you were at your tipping point, needing just a little more to get over, Chan gathered a pool of saliva in his mouth, letting it drip from his tongue. He’d meant to slather it onto his dick, but with how erratically the lower half of your body moved he missed, smearing it across your lips and cheek. It was such a filthy sight and an even filthier feeling, forcing your orgasm to rip through you and clench your thighs around Jisung’s head. Just as your eyes shut and mouth opened to cry out, the man standing over you easily shut you up by shoving his cock into your mouth, immediately muffling you. The vibrations from your moans traveled through Chan’s body, making him groan out as well.
Reaching down to find a grip on your hair, he gently thrusted into you, taking his time. Jisung, still clamped between your legs, almost refused to detach from your cunt. But you’d released him and pulled him up by the hair. “She tastes so fucking good. Wanna try, hyung?” he playfully asked, watching the older screw his eyes shut in pleasure as he climbed to his knees between your quivering legs.
“Yeah. C’mere,” Chan breathed out, looking at Jisung and pulling him in by the collar of his shirt for a kiss. He even surprised himself by the action, letting his tongue glide over the other boy’s as he took in the taste and scent of your high. You, mouth still full of Chan’s cock and legs wrapping around Jisung’ s waist, watched as the two boys above you temporarily forgot about your surging needs. You’d gotten their attention again by digging the tip of your own tongue into Chan’s slit, making him push the younger away and rip another moan from his chest. “Fuck– he’s right. You’re fucking delicious.”
You reached up to grab the base of his cock and pop him from your mouth for a split second to say, “bet you taste even better.”
You could hardly process what occurred in the next few moments. Chan pushed you harshly into the bed and took a step away, “want front or back?” He asked the younger.
For a moment, he pondered. “Front.” Just as Chan was lifting you back up– completely contradicting the mean way he’d treated you a few seconds before– another set of footsteps echoed through the house. Less than a minute later, your third roommate stood sweating and out of breath in the doorway. The three of you were unashamed, uncaring that you’d been using Changbin’s bed without him there or without his permission. He watched Chan lift and settle you with your back to his chest while Jisung selfishly blocked the view of your cunt by quickly undressing, slipping off your panties, and gliding his cock between your used folds.
“I’ve talked about a foursome for how fucking long and you all decide to do it while I’m not even here?” Changbin exclaimed, strutting into his bedroom towards the desk and opening a drawer. “If you’re gonna go doubles, at least use some lube. Idiots,” he popped the lid of the bottle open and handed it to Chan.
“Binnie,” you dreamily called out, extending your hand towards him. Excited, he stood before you, letting you grab his shirt and pull him down for a kiss as well. He was already hard, the second he walked in on the scene all the blood rushed to his cock.
It was experimental for you, sort of new because you weren’t used to taking something in both holes at the same time. Sure, you’d tried anal before, but that was with a toy and with a partner who’d known what they were doing. Chan was kissing the back of your neck and whispering encouraging words in your ear while he dumped a generous amount of the liquid over his cock, using his fingers to pick some up and spread it around your hole. With Jisung toying with your clit and Changbin now pushing his shorts down, you were more than aroused.
But you were growing impatient, mewling as Chan pushed one finger in to test the waters and Changbin lazily stroking his cock before you. All of them were well endowed, Jisung perfectly hooked and Chan on the longer side. Changbin, however, was girthier than most, unsure how well you’d be able to take him in your mouth.
Jisung flicked your clit rather hard, making you arch into Chan’s hand and whimper again. “More,” you managed to say. The youngest looked to Chan over your shoulder, giving him a nod to enter first.
He went slow, gently letting you sink onto his cock inch by inch and get used to the feeling. The way he’d felt was nothing like your toys, hard but also fleshy and soft, much warmer than any piece of plastic. Your head fell back against his shoulder, biting your lip to keep from groaning at the unfamiliarity. Chan was holding back his own moans, the stretch burning for a few moments until you could completely relax. In the meantime, all you could hear were their sweet praises and the rushing of your blood in your ears. When you looked at Jisung, you gave him the okay to slide into you.
When he did, his head immediately fell back and eyes shut, but your jaw went slack. You felt so full as the youngest bottomed out, reaching out blindly for Changbin’s hand to pull him closer.
“Fuck— can barely move, she’s so tight,” Jisung mumbled through his teeth, fighting against the instinct to pound into you.
“I’d be okay with dying right now,” Chan joked to ease the tension, kissing your shoulder.
Changbin pumped himself in front of your face, hand petting through your hair, “I would’ve appreciated being invited to the party.”
Your body clenched at the thought of having your mouth stuffed as well, making Chan moan and hips stutter into you. “Jesus, I’ll blow if you do that again,” he gripped your waist tighter. “Me too, Bin. Found Jisung eating her out for lunch.”
The man standing looked down at you with a sweet smile, tugging his aching dick harder and tangling his fingers in your hair. “Really now? What were you doing here, little one?” The grip on your head pulled back harshly, making you clench again.
“Trying on this slutty lingerie I was telling you guys about,” Jisung answered for you, hand trailing up your belly to push the garment over your breasts and tweak your nipple. He twisted the nub, your brain hazing over with every passing second.
Changbin’s handle on your hair forced you to look at him, mouth still hanging open. When you stuck your tongue out, all his inhibitions went out the window. “Pretty little thing wants all her holes filled, hm? Why don’t you let our friends play with you for a bit, then you can taste.” Whimpering quietly, you nodded and reached a hand back to card through Chan’s hair. It encouraged him to move, gently pulling out before lazily pushing back in, breath hitching as the tight ring of muscles contracted around him.
Jisung followed, setting his pace opposite of the man under you. Wet sounds echoed throughout the bedroom, the only other noise falling from your mouths as the feeling of two cocks in you made your eyes glaze over. It was such a strangely wonderful experience, you didn’t know how good it would feel to be filled from both ends. You also didn’t realize how dirty of a mouth Changbin had.
He stared down at you condescendingly, eyes flittering between your fucked out face and lewd cunt. “Who knew our pretty princess could take two cocks so well. Wish you could see yourself, you look so filthy. Bet they’re hitting all the right spots, hm? Could probably feel Channie hyung’s dick rubbing against Jisungie, isn’t that right?” All spat at you while he swiped some of the lube dripping from your ass, using it to make the glide of his hand along his own cock easier. But he was right. As the two took turns pulling out and pushing into you, you could feel the undersides of their dicks scraping against one another. It made your head spin even more.
Through the immense pleasure you felt, you were able to breathe out, “want you, too.”
“Give the princess what she wants,” Jisung managed to say. His hands ran up and down your thighs, eventually keeping you spread open by hooking his arms under the crooks of your knees.
“You want my cock? Want your mouth stuffed, too, little one?” Changbin cooed just before he shoved his thumb into your mouth. You hummed around his digit, trying your hardest to focus on him through the heat rising in your gut.
The weight of his thumb on your tongue was enough to make your walls pulse around the two men, both moaning out as you did.
Chan’s arms snaked tighter around your midsection. “Fuck, fuck, fuck— I’m gonna cum.” He used his last few thrusts to hammer up into you, pulling out and letting his cock smack against the inside of your leg as he released all over your stomach with a long sigh. Jisung stilled in your cunt, seeing you covered in cum being a deep rooted fantasy that he’d never thought he’d get to see.
The older continued to let out spurts of his seed, thick and hot against your skin as your hands soothingly rubbed over his. “So good. So, so good for me,” he whispered into your ear, just loud enough for only you to hear. His praises were like music, arousal electrifying your body.
“Already, hyung?” Changbin joked to the older.
“You feel her back here and see how long you last.”
You watched his cum drip off the sides of your body, unaware of how intently you were staring at it.
“I think our pretty little princess likes being messy,” Changbin teased. His voice broke your attention away from the sticky white fluid, making you look up at him with your bottom lip between your teeth.
Jisung’s balls tightened at the sight of you, eyes blown wide and looking up at his older, much more attractive friend like he’d hung the stars. Despite being the one balls deep inside you, he was jealous. So with your attention on Changbin, he started to pound into you, skin slapping skin. You instantly snapped your head at him, seeing his eyebrows furrowing together as his eyes stared into your own. Leaning over you to the side Chan wasn’t on, he whispered, “I don’t like sharing.” You cried out when you felt a pair of fingers rub against your clit.
Just as quickly as you’d found yourself in this position, you felt Jisung pulling out and yanking you off of Chan. He flipped you on your stomach, pulling you up so you were on all fours. The older chuckled, scooting out of the way so that Changbin could take his place in front of you. Before you could even think about sucking him off, Jisung entered you again, using the fatty flesh of your ass as leverage to slam you into him again and again.
Your mouth dropped, eyes shutting as tears stung behind your waterline. The man in front of you brushed your hair back, creating a makeshift ponytail with his hand as he guided your head down and onto his cock. You moaned louder into him, making Changbin shiver.
Almost unable to concentrate with the way Jisung continually abused your cunt, Chan helped you out by gathering his cum from your stomach with two fingers and bringing it to your mouth. Popping off Changbin’s cock for a second, you took his fingers in with a sigh, tasting the bitter-salty liquid. As soon as he pulled away, you were back on Changbin, tasting both his cock and Chan’s cum.
“How’s it taste?” Chan chuckled, smearing his saliva covered fingers over your cheeks. All you could do was moan, in return making Changbin do so as well.
You used your hand to pump whatever was left of Changbin’s cock that couldn't fit in your mouth, swirling your tongue and pressing harder into the ridge where the head met the length. “What the fu—“
Changbin couldn’t finish his sentence, too lost in the feeling of your warmth.
Jisung was unrelenting, fighting off his high every time you squeezed around him, enticing him to fill you with more cum. But he was buzzing, too much energy for his body for him to handle and making him thrust without taking a second to savor you and your velvety walls.
Your lips cupped around the tip of Changbin’s head, sucking him in as his stomach rapidly contracted. He used the grip on your hair to roughly push you back down, tip hitting the back of your throat and making you gag. Typically, you hated the guys that would push your head. But with how nasty the things he was saying to you earlier were, you couldn’t find it in you to care. You just wanted to make him cum.
So you let him abuse your throat, sure that it’ll be sore tomorrow. But you moaned as Jisung reached around to toy with your clit again, vibrating the entire length of Changbin’s dick. He used your hair to lift and slam your head onto him until eventually holding you completely still so he could buck up and fuck your throat. He was rough like this for a few more seconds before he dropped his hips and pushed your head down onto him, holding your nose to his pelvis as he shot his load down your throat. You hummed around him as he came, guttural groans falling from his lips.
Chan laughed, teasing Changbin about coming too quickly as well. You attempted to swallow with his cock still in your mouth, pulling a few overstimulated whimpers out of him until he tugged you off by your hair again.
With his cum dribbling from the corners of your mouth, Changbin pulled you in for a nasty kiss, bouncing against his lips as Jisung still searched for that satisfying high he craved.
Sure, he could’ve blown by now. But he’d been pining after you for so long and he felt like he was running on pure adrenaline. If he were to cum now, he’d be wasting so much potential. So he kept fucking into you, pulling your hips into him so hard that you were sure there would be bruises on your ass from where his hip bones hit.
Chan and Changbin sat back and enjoyed the show, loving how dumb and sloppy you were now that you were drenched in their seed. The third boy was loving it just as much, thriving off his name falling from your lips like it was all you could think of.
To be fair, it was. Jisung has been the focal point of your sexual desires all day, starting from that incident at the store. How hungrily he watched you, then caught you in another boy’s room wearing the sluttiest thing you owned. And those tiny fucking shorts— there was no way you could conjure up a single thought that wasn’t Jisung, Jisung, Jisung.
The two older roommates continued to call you the lewdest things, “cum princess,” “pocket rocket,” “fuck toy,” “cum dumpster.” Jisung almost forgot that they were even there, entranced by how he would disappear into your swollen pussy.
He was close now, as were you. Your walls pulsed and fluttered and almost sucked him in as the heat rising your stomach burned so painfully good. Jisung took your hair from Changbin, who was playing with it mockingly. He yanked you up, pressing your back to his chest. The change of angle made you whimper, tears steadily streaming down your face as his other hand made its way around your cum covered torso. “This is the last time I’m sharing you. Enjoy seeing them in the post nut glow you caused. You’re mine now,” he growled in your ear.
The possessiveness unexpectedly made you shudder, eyes rolling back without a single thought other than to cum.
“Look at that. Finally broke you,” Jisung laughed, shoving your upper body back into Changbin and focusing on his release.
You didn’t need him to worry about you coming, his words did you in as you slumped into your roommate. Vision going white, holding onto Changbin’s biceps so hard that you left crescent shaped marks into his skin, your orgasm took over your body. Heat suffocated your skin as your ankles locked into Jisung’s legs, the shivering of your pussy pushing him over the edge as well.
He delivered a few more deep, hard thrusts, making sure to milk himself and give you everything he had.
It took you a few minutes to catch your breath, head still dizzy but light as air. Chan and Changbin smiled down at you fondly, stroking your hair and giving you nonstop praises whereas Jisung stayed rock hard and lodged inside your cunt, unable to pull away from the warm and slick hole.
Eventually, he managed to get himself together, stealing you away from the two to bring you into an embrace. He kissed the top of your head while your roommates ran off to get things to clean you up.
“Are you okay?” Jisung whispered, wiping the sweat from your forehead with the back of his hand. All you could do was nod and nuzzle tighter into his arms. “I meant it. I really, really don’t like sharing.”
Your eyes threatened to shut, “no more kissing Chan.”
He laughed, “okay. No more kissing Chan.”
Sleep was so close to taking over you, but still, you felt yourself being lifted and carried to a different place, gently being placed into what felt like clean sheets. For a minute, it was just you in the silence. But then you heard shuffling in the distance, voices speaking to one another until footsteps lightly trekked through the room again.
“Is it okay if I clean you up a bit?” Jisung’s voice asked quietly. Eyes still closed, you nodded, completely exhausted. You could hear him giggle, hands gently guided you onto your back and spreading your legs. He ran a warm, wet towel up your center, apologizing as you winced and continued to wipe down the rest of your body.
When you couldn’t feel him on you anymore, you opened your eyes groggily, searching for him. Jisung reappeared in the room not a moment later, silly smiling. You made grabby hands at him, wanting someone to hold on to. “Okay, okay. Cuddles,” he jumped into bed next to you, holding you as if you were made of glass.
You rolled onto your side, his chest against your back. But when you shifted your hips, you felt someone poking at the back of your thigh. Immediately, your eyes opened. “Jisung?”
“I had too much pre work out,” he said, slightly ashamed that he was still rock hard. But you flipped back over and deviously smiled, suddenly full of energy again.
“Oh god, don’t look at me like that,” he muttered. Before he could protest further, you leaned in to kiss him. The kiss started to become slightly more heated until he pulled away. “Can I come with you in the store next time?”
You couldn’t help but giggle at his request, nodding and connecting your lips again. It was going to be a long day.
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A/N: wasn’t really sure how i wanted to go about this buuut i enjoyed writing it!! not gonna lie, those pre work out drinks are fucking crazy. I had some to keep me up while studying for final exams...got lots of studying done..o_o
send me more requests! this was so fun and im more than happy to do them!!!
-momo < 3
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Hi bby here to remind you of the magic that is Han jisung and the sinful things that tongue could do
https://x.com/hwangsamericano/status/1705704867564777733?s=46&t=eZ3po2XTSBVHdVVFQw5wXw
H-Ha-Han-Hann-HANNIE!!!
The things I want...NO NEED this man to do to me...
Baby I love you and missed you so much, then you show up in my inbox with this GIFT?!?!
Okay but think with me here...
You went everywhere with them. It wasn't clear if the four of you were dating, friends with benefits, or something entirely new. What you did know is there was no where you rather be than in the recording studio with 3racha, also known as your boys.
They were practicing for the festival in New York that was only a few days away. A change in plans after an incident made them extra on edge. With all the stress came a lot of fucking...a lot. The boys knew you were willing to help them whenever they needed it. What is a better way to forget all your problems than being balls deep inside your favorite stress toy?
That is how you ended up naked from the waist down lying on the wooden studio floor. Han couldn't get his part right. It was a fast-paced wordy rap that he could do in his sleep. Something about the deadline made him overthink, causing him to get tongue tied over and over again. You could see the confidence in his eyes start to dwindle, the others saw it too. Han needed something to prove to himself that he skilled with his tongue.
"Fuck! Han, please!" You cried out.
You tried to jerk your legs closed but Chan and Changbin kept them bent and open.
"He is doing so well, isn't he bunny? And to think he thought he didn't have it in him" Chan spoke from your right.
"Keep going Babyboy, you still got to make her cum 3 more times" Changbin coached from the left.
"Three!?! I can't-Fuck HAN! I can't take three" Both men were quick to catch your head before it smashed into the ground.
Han had already made you cum twice from his mouth alone. No fingers allowed Chan's rules. It was wet and sloppy; the floor was soaked from spit and cum. Han looked up at Changbin to make sure he heard them right.
"3 more babies, one for every time Han messed up. I'd get to it, because if you mess up again after this, we will have to start all over." Changbin sounded like a personal fuck trainer.
Han looked at you and the second he saw your blown out eyes, his confidence returned. With a wink and a smirk, Han spread your cunt open, spit right on your clit, and drove back in.
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