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zestyskz · 1 year

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Felix smut🔞

~ mommy kink, sub!felix, softdom!reader, blowjob, teasing ~

guys this is going to be bad because it's my frist time posting anything that i write and i don't really write a lot😧 so this is js gonna be a short one ig

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as he lay on his back, chest rising up and down, he can't help but stare at you when you keep on grabbing at his thighs like it's the last time you'll ever feel them. a slight whimper slips Felix's lips as you go from marking up his thighs to leaving light feathery kisses on his leaking tip to then go back to biting and sucking on his inner thighs.

Felix begs for you to do something else, it was pure torchere to him as you've been going like this for at least 20 minutes, "please.. oh f-fuck just please do anything else, please mommy!" his voice is music to your ears as it was the most heavenly voice you've ever heard, his begging always got him what he wanted, how couldn't it when his voice is just so angelic.

he looks down at you with his glossy, pleading eyes and your panties are starting to get soaked from the way Felix's half lidded eyes staring right into yours. just seeing him in this submissive state had you in a choke hold, he was so beautiful with his fluffy hair which now was roughed up with little strands sticking to his sweaty forehead. Another thing that always got you railed up is his thrusting, it always showed that he was just begging for some type of pressure on the spot where he needed it the most. as of right now you had to hold his hips down giving a stop to his movement as he feels your nails digging into his hip bone. the physical contact made Felix suck in a breath and lick his lips, making them shiny with his own saliva. the pool between your legs got worse as he looked so fucked out already and you've barely just started.

"what do you want mommy to do? you have to tell me what you want or i wont know.." a shiver goes throughout his body as he feels your warm breath on his leaking cock and wet thighs. he lets out a soft whimper at that. and that whimper makes you go feral, you love his whimpers, how there only yours to hear and how your the only person that can get him in this state.

you teasingly sick your tongue out to let it travel along his tip for a moment but just really ghosting it over as to not giving him fully what he wants just yet. he leans his head back and lets out a soft moan, this usually would only encourage you to keep going but you wanted him to only get a sliver of the thing he truly wanted until he answered you. you pull your head back slightly and decide to admire his wet and pretty cock as you waited for your expected answer. it makes your clench your thighs for the 50th time as you stare at his divine cock, and how it was a dark pink at the tip as it was just waiting for any kind of attention.

the room is filled with Felix's panting and whimpers as you patiently wait for his response but he seems to be taking to long for your liking, you give him a light slap on his thigh as a warning to hurry up. he jumps a little from the action which brings you to squeeze your thighs together to at least get a little friction as the warmth between your legs was getting unbearable.

"i want you... i want you to suck me off, pleaseee mommy, i need it so bad.." he trails off as the heat is also getting to much for him to handle.

you smirk as you dip your head back down in between his legs and latch your mouth on the pre cum filled tip. he brings his hands up against his head to grab onto the pillow his head is resting on while his legs twitch against your shoulders and back as he lets out a particularly loud moan. you were sure that the neighbors were going to send in a complaint but with all the pleasure your feeling right now you really didn't care about an complaint.

"see, it wasn't that hard, now was it baby?" you question the boy underneath you the next time you bring your mouth up from his tip. the sight of him looking down at you is driving you crazy. he couldn't give you a fully comprehendible answer as all that would come out of his mouth is random babbles and mumbles of your name here and there. you dont want to go hard on him and edge him more as he's already out of it so you slowly bring him deep into your throat. he lets out loud girly moans and whimpers as your move your head up and down. he keeps on bucking his hips up but you can't help but move one hand from his hip down to the throbbing place between your legs.

as you move your fingers along your panties you let out a moan that sends pleasure all through out Felix's body.

"Mommy!! oh mommy i'm so close, i cant-t hold it anymore! mommy!!" with this type of encouragement you hallowed out your cheeks some more and made your movements faster. his hands went flying down to your hair pulling and tugging on the strands to try and keep himself from going over the edge. you sped up your hand movements on yourself trying to get yourself over the edge faster. your thighs begin to shake as the way your fingers move on yourself unravels the knot in your stomach. Felix pulls on your hair rather harshly as he lets out all these beautiful noises. your feel the hot squirts of cum going down your throat. that brings you over the edge and you feel yourself pulsing around nothing as you cum.

you slowly take him out of your mouth while Felix lets out a little whimper. Felix lays limp while your crawl your way up the lay down next to him. you're to tired to clean yourself up so you leave that as a task to do once you both wake up. you wrap your arms around his waist and he shivers, still very sensitive to any kind of contact. you both rest there peacefully until darkness over takes your vision and sleep over takes your body.

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guys this isn't very good so don't bully me😔😔🙏 anyways idk what to say here but have a good day ig?? idk😭

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juniormint1125 · 1 year

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The Necklace

THIS POST CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT. PLEASE READ WITH THAT IN MIND.

So quite a while ago, a friend sent me this post about Stray Kids soft boyfriend habits. Completely unexpectedly, Hyunjin's hit me hard. He's not my bias, nor has he ever been a wrecker. But, I've been thinking about it for months with no explanation.

Thanks to @hwajin for the inspiration!

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it is such a random thing but he will help you remove your jewelery. if you were out with friends, or on a date with him, basically anywhere where you put thought and effort into your outfit, necklaces and earrings and bracelets accentuating your body - hyunjin will be next to you in the evening, fiddling with the opening of the chains around your neck, or taking one off your earrings off while you work on the other one. he wouldn’t know a reason if you asked him why he had that habit, but you couldn’t complain if you were honest, your heart melting at how attentive his actions felt..."

So I wrote this SHORT scenario to get it out of my head.

The Necklace

Hwang Hyunjin x reader

Summary: You're getting ready for a party when Hyunjin decides to help. A necklace, a tie, and a few commands later, you're definitely late for the party.

Word Count: 1,375

Genre: smut

Warnings/Contains: very light bondage, mild dominant/submissive dynamic

“Almost ready, Hyunnie!” You call to him from the bedroom. “I just need to put my jewelry on.”

You slip into your heels, then walk to the full length mirror that hangs beside your closet. As you lift your head to put on your earrings, you see Hyunjin’s reflection staring back at you.

“Hello love,” he whispers seductively. He traces a fingertip down your cheek to your shoulders where he brushes back your hair.

“You look beautiful,” he coos and places feather like kisses on the bare skin of your neck. You tremble.

“Allow me.” He reaches for the earring you’re holding, caressing your shoulder as he turns you to face him. You’re breathing heavily as he brings it to your ear. His touch is electrifying, heating up your skin with every second he’s close to you.

Your eyes flutter shut as he leans closer to put an earring in your other ear. The smell of his cologne intoxicates you, making your head spin. A hint of fresh citrus and mint dances over the heady musk of amber. He reaches for you with both hands, carefully admiring the sparkling gold earrings. He swallows hard.

“Necklace?” he asks.

You hand him a delicate gold chain. The pendant is a small golden paintbrush, the bristles made from black jade to symbolize creativity. It was a gift from Hyunjin for your first anniversary. He wanted you to see it and be reminded that you’re his muse, his inspiration for everything he creates. When he sees the necklace, he smiles, remembering the message behind it.

“Turn around,” he commands.

You willingly comply, watching him in the mirror as his hands clasp the necklace. Those hands are your downfall. They’re the perfect blend of masculine strength and feminine beauty. His slim, graceful wrists give way to lithe fingers whose length makes your core clench insatiably. As his hands move across your throat, the veins become more prominent. Your eyes follow the twisting path they take on the back of his hand and you imagine them twisting through the strands of your hair.

He runs his fingertips across your collar bone, down the center of your breasts. Your body shutters and a soft moan escapes your lips. He hums in reply; he revels in the noises you make when lust overtakes you.

“Does that feel good, my love?” You nod, watching him loosen the silk tie that’s been intricately wound around his neck. You know what he’s thinking.

“Hyunjin, we’ll be late,” you scold, only half heartedly.

“Just one touch, love. Please?” He bats his eyelashes and you know it’s futile to resist. You don’t want to anyway.

He brings the fabric in front of your eyes, and you close them in obedience; you know the routine like the back of your hand. You can feel his breath closing in, sparks of desire ricocheting off your skin. Once he’s tightened the blindfold, you hold out your hand and he leads you across the room. When the back of your knees hit the edge of the bed, you know to stop.

“Good girl,” he purrs, running his fingertips down your arm. He slides the fabric of your dress up and over your hips. Cool air washes over your core and you tremble again. He lightly drums his fingertips up the insides of your thighs, until he reaches the band of your panties, then slides his hands beneath them. The contrast of the coarse lace against your smooth skin as he pulls them down causes you to moan.

“Ready love?” he asks.

You nod and he gently lays you back on the mattress. You can feel him hovering over you, probably rolling up his sleeves. You jump a little when his hands finally touch your skin. The palms are flush against your thighs, and he slides them leisurely up your legs, kneading your flesh as he goes.

“Spread your legs for me, love.” His voice is gentle, coaxing and encouraging you. You move your legs apart, exposing yourself to his desire.

“More,” he demands. His voice is firmer than before, and you imagine his eyes black with lust. You widen the distance between your thighs.

“More.”

You widen your legs again until the muscles are aching.

“Tsk tsk, my sweet love. You know better.” His voice drips like honey and the burning you feel in your core as he pries your legs even further apart is just as sweet.

You whimper when he drags one of his fingers over your clit.

He rewards you with his praise. “That’s better.”

He removes his hands from your body and leaves you laying there, completely uncovered and on full display. You know that he’s waiting to see if you stay in the position he’s put you in. Because if you move, then he gets to have his fun.

You try with everything in you to keep your legs where he left them. He’s quiet, certainly standing over you watching. And when you think you’re about to give up, you hear him groan.

“Such a good girl.”

His voice trembles. It’s nearly imperceptible, but you hear it. He wants to touch you and he’s tired of waiting.

You feel him coming closer, and you feel your wetness dripping in anticipation.

“So so lovely,” he comments.

He must be kneeling in front of you; what feels like his knees connect with the inside of your legs and exert the slightest bit of pressure, making sure they stay open. His fingertips tease over the insides of your thighs, drawing ever shrinking circles until there’s only one fingertip circling your clit. He varies the pressure of his circles, driving you mad.

His fingers stop. “Are you ready for me love?”

You nod feverishly, trying to even out your ragged breathing. His body moves closer to you until his mouth is right at your ear. His hands fidget with the necklace pendant.

“Shall we see?” he whispers.

You breathe a hushed yes and wait for his next move.

It seems to take him an eternity to drag his fingers along the inside of your thigh, but he finally reaches your sex. He leisurely traces a circle around the edge before plunging his finger inside. Your body arches as his knuckle slams against your clit.

“Fuck, Hyunjin,” you cry.

He laughs. It’s a mixture of tenderness and madness and your core clenches at the sound. His finger moves in and out slowly and you hum in satisfaction.

You feel the sweet stretch of your opening as another finger dives in to join the first. This time he twists his fingers side to side raising the heat that’s burning inside you.

With the thumb of his other hand, he applies pressure to your clit, increases the speed of both hands until you’re a writhing mess beneath him. Your breathing becomes erratic as you barrel closer to your orgasm. You bite your lip, stifling your moans.

“Louder please, my love,” he requests. “I want to hear those pretty noises you make when you cum.”

His assault on your clit is relentless and you’re finally able let go, allowing yourself to tumble into ecstasy. Your body jerks around his fingers, your wetness floods over his hand. He begins to slow his movements.

“Take the blindfold off,” he directs you.

Dizzied by the bliss of your orgasm, you manage to reach behind you and undo the knot he’s tied in the fabric. Before you take it off, you rub the smooth silk against your cheek, breathing his scent in deeply.

You open your eyes and he’s poised over top you smiling. “Did that feel good love?”

You nod ardently. He’s still barely moving his fingers inside you, but he soon brings them to a stop. He takes each finger out slowly as he gazes into your eyes. Finally, he brings his hand to his face and, one by one, inserts his fingers into his mouth, lewdly sucking your wetness from each digit.

“Mouthwatering,” he smirks.

Your face flushes red. It’s embarrassing how aroused his vulgar act makes you feel. He leans closer to you, his lips grazing your cheek. The act is intimate and tender. When his lips are floating just above yours, he whispers.

“I love it when you wear that necklace.”

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