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ihaechans · 7 months

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Impatient || L.DH

PAIRING ▸ Lee Donghyuck x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ smut

WARNINGS/CONTENT ▸ profanity, clingy and whiny Hyuck, oral (f), groping, fingering, unprotected sex (don't be reckless pls..), jealous hyuck, multiple orgasms, creampie, nothing TOOOOO crazy tbh

SUMMARY ▸Your boyfriend Donghyuck just wants you all to himself.

WORD COUNT▸2k

A/N: This has legit been in my drafts since last year and I just finished it now. Wanted to release something before Die 4 You since I sadly won't have time to make any Halloween fic this year </3 please know this is not proofread so ignore mistakes, PLEASE...

“Alright, just let me know if you come up with any other ideas for the project. I’ll start my assigned section right away. Bye Jisung.” You sigh, quickly hanging up the phone without hesitation.

You love Jisung, you really do... but sometimes he really gets on your nerves. Both of you had decided to be partners for a project, and if you knew he was so clueless about every little thing maybe you should’ve just partnered up with Jaemin instead.

You huff, visibly irritated at the number of times Jisung has called you for instructions or help within the past hour, nearly screaming when you get another call from him not even a minute after you had just hung up.

Donghyuck laughs from beside you, the sound barely audible due to his face being buried into your side. “Jisung. He’s so cute.” your boyfriend mumbles sarcastically, smiling when you raise your voice at the poor boy on the phone.

You hang up once again, letting out a sound of exasperation.

“Don't get too mad Y/n, you know that’s just how he is,” Donghyuck whispers, pulling you closer into him as he caresses your side.

“You’re awfully touchy today. What’s up?”

“Hm?” he hums, nuzzling his face closer to your side as his wandering hand finds place on your stomach. “I just love my girlfriend.” He sighs, continuing his ministrations.

You’re suspicious but continue typing away on your laptop while trying your best to ignore Donghyuck’s suggestive touching.

“I swear to god,” you mutter, staring at your phone as another incoming call from Jisung appears on the screen. “I don’t know how much longer I can take this.”

“Then ignore it.”

Your boyfriend’s voice takes you by surprise. “What?”

“I said ignore it. He’s been interrupting my sweet time with my girlfriend. He’ll be fine on his own for a while.”

You laugh, the seriousness of his statement slipping past your mind. “Sweet time with your girlfriend is watching me do my project? Cute.” Smiling, you run your fingers through his hair a few times before resuming to type at your laptop, unknowingly annoying Donghyuck.

He huffs but you don’t seem to notice, too busy talking with Jisung on the phone, explaining something Donghyuck couldn’t care less about. He would get your attention sooner or later, he was sure of it.

His soft touches against your skin turn more suggestive within the next few minutes. You don’t mention it to him out loud, but he knows that you noticed.

His fingers dance across your thighs, grabbing and squeezing at them before you place your hand on top of his, stopping his mischievous actions. “Hyuck. What are you doing?” You whisper, making sure your mouth is far away from the speaker of your phone where Jisung was still on the line.

“I’m tired of waiting for you to be done. Why don’t you just cut it short for the day? Hm?” He doesn’t let you answer, getting up from his position so he can slot himself in between your legs.

Mouthing “no” and “stop” aggressively at him doesn’t work, his wandering hands already trying to slither under the bottom of your shorts. “Stop!” you whisper-yell, gaze demanding and stern.

Donghyuck simply ignores you, continuing to massage your inner thighs as he makes his way higher and higher.

You try to ignore him and carry on with the conversation with Jisung, a surprised gasp leaving your lips when he shifts your shorts and panties to the side, licking a fat stripe up your pussy.

“Take these off for me baby. M’ gonna make you cum so hard for me.” There’s no shamefulness in his words and he says it loud and clear, the younger man on the phone pausing to ensure he heard that correctly.

“Are you sure you’re home alone?... I swear I just heard-”

“Yup! All alone!” You exclaim, accidentally drawing out your words to avoid moaning out. You bite your lip painfully hard, trying to conceal the sounds that were threatening to leave your mouth as your boyfriend continues to play with your cunt. He thumbs away at your clit, soft tongue placing kitten licks teasingly on your core as you shiver.

Giving in, you allow him to remove your shorts and panties, wasting no time to immediately bury his face in between your legs. “Jisung,” you breathe out, “I might have to call you back later…”

The boy on the line sighs, whining, “But Y/n, it’s an emergency and I need your help.” You could practically see the pout on his face through the phone, a sigh of annoyance and pleasure leaving your lips.

“Fuck…” you whimper, hips bucking up into Hyuck’s mouth as he continues to devour you, his tongue fucking inside of you as he thumbs at your clit.

“I’ll see what I can do.”

“Thanks Y/n! I’ll be waiting for your call.” Jisung doesn’t wait for your response, hanging up almost immediately after he finishes his sentence, which was more than great for you.

Donghyuck seems to take that as his cue to speed things up, his tongue abusing your clit at a much faster rate. Your free hand searches for something to hold onto as your phone clatters onto the floor, legs wrapping around your boyfriend’s head to hold him in place as your back arches off the bed.

“Oh my god. Hyuck…” You’re not able to protest much, his tongue too busy licking up everything you have to offer. You moan loudly, voice louder than you had intended.

Donghyuck chuckles before quickly replacing his tongue with a finger, tongue licking at your swollen clit as he, plunges his index finger as deep as it will go into your tightness before pulling out and repeating the action.

The sensation of having his tongue against your entrance as he fucked you was overwhelming, a gasp leaving your lips as you found yourself getting closer and closer to your orgasm. “Yes Hyuck… yes…” You whimper, hips jerking up into his face as you cum on his tongue, his finger still fucking your pussy at a relentless pace.

You call out his name over and over again as he licks up everything you give him, face soaked in your cum as he looks up at you with a shit-eating grin.

“Hey, I was trying to finish up my work so we could fuck later,” you whine, pouting at the boy as he stands up. He licks his lips, smirking as he licks away at your juices before wrapping his arms around your waist.

“I was trying my best to be a good boy,” he muses, lifting your hips up from the bed as you wrap your legs around his waist. “But the more you denied my advances, the harder I became.” He continues, kissing your collarbone.

“That’s not fair, baby,” you breathe out, biting your lip. “I was just trying to get him off the phone, you know that." He hums, not bothering to reply as his lips immediately find yours again. Your hands fumble with his shirt, tugging it off of him as his tongue dances into your mouth.

He was much more aggressive than usual, and if you didn’t know any better, you’d say that he was being a little bit needy. Though you kind of wanted to tease him, you couldn’t keep the grin from crossing your lips as he kissed you deeply, hands roaming your body as you moaned into his mouth.

“God… I missed you…” you whisper, biting down on his bottom lip lightly as he pushes your back down onto the mattress softly.

“I think I can let this pass since you’ve missed me so much,” he muses, climbing on top of you as he grinds his cock against your soaked pussy. “You’ve been teasing me all day.”

“I have not,” you protest, gasping as he grinds against you once more.

“You’ve been working and not paying attention to me.”

You laugh, rolling your eyes. “First of all, I’m working on my biggest project to date. Second of all, you’re the one who’s been teasing me.” Your breath hitches as his cock, still clothed in his jeans, grinds against your clit.

“That’s because I want you so bad.”

“You know you don’t need an excuse to touch me, right?” you point out, hips swaying as you try to push yourself further into his cock.

“You can touch me as much as you want.” Donghyuck chuckles, slipping his hand down between your bodies to unbutton his pants.

“Mhmm,” the boy hums, licking his lips hungrily as he watches you. He wastes no time in taking his cock out of his boxers, the end of it damp with pre-cum. “I think it’s better if I just show you how much I want you.”

Donghyuck wastes no more time, thumbing the head of his cock as he brings it down and slides the wet tip against your entrance. He looks you in the eyes before pulling back and thrusting in fully, the thickness of his cock nearly making you scream.

“O-Oh my god…” The boy lets out a deep moan, thrusting into you again and again in a quick, steady rhythm. The feeling of his cock sliding inside of you is enough to make you let out a high-pitched whine, hands searching for anything to hold onto as he pounds into you.

You grip onto the sheets, bodies colliding as the sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room. “You’re so tight,” he mumbles, thrusting into you harder. His hips grind against yours, pelvis pressing against your clit and sending pleasure rippling through your body.

“Donghyuck…” You moan out, a fire building in your stomach as he fucks you into the mattress.

“You’re so fucking hot…” The boy breathes out, thrusting into you deeper. His cock slides in and out of you, tongue licking your neck as he pumps into you harder. “I can’t hold back anymore, baby...” he groans, hips jerking against your own as he pants into your neck.

“Fuck don't stop…” Your breathing hitches, shoulders tensing up as he thrusts into you at a quick, steady pace. You feel yourself getting closer to your orgasm, his cock sliding in and out of you.

“Come on, Y/n…” He breathes out, thrusting into you with more force. “Cum for me.” His fingers dig into your thighs, nails scraping at your skin. “C-Come on baby-” His voice tenses, urging you on as his thrusts quicken. “Cum, Y/n.” Your back arches off of the bed as you're sent over the edge, an orgasm tearing through your body.

“Oh my god, Donghyuck….” You moan out, hips bucking up into his as he pumps into you with more force. You feel him twitch inside of you, letting out a deep moan as he fills you up with his cum.

With a groan, Huck pulls out, smiling proudly at the mess he had made of you.

You could feel his cum seeping out of your pussy and down your thighs, an audible gasp leaving your lips as you let your head fall back onto the sheets. Donghyuck pants into your neck, pulling out of you as he wraps his arms around your waist.

"Can't believe all of that was because of that nerd Jisung. Didn't know he bothered you that much babe." You conclude, your boyfriend smirking down at you in return.

As you lay panting on your bed, naked as you stare at the ceiling with your arms spread out against the bed, your phone goes off again, and you're immediately reminded of why you were so irritated in the first place.

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miyx-amour · 3 months

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GOOD TO ME

chwe!hansol x fem!reader

w/c : 228

short but ik you’ll love it dw

as the room filled with the intoxicating scent of desire, your breath hitched with each of vernon's powerful thrusts. "vernon~," you whimpered, feeling the tension building within you, another wave of pleasure crashing over you. "i'm gonna... cum," you managed to moan, your voice a mix of urgency and longing. “come for me pretty girl,” his commanding tone sent a jolt of electricity through you, and you clenched in response, the anticipation overwhelming.

before you could utter another word, your body surrendered to the ecstasy, releasing against vernon's cock in a wave of bliss. his praise was like a soothing melody, his touch gentle as he explored your trembling form, the sensation sending shivers down your spine.

"i'm so close," he murmured, his voice a whispered promise as he urged you to be patient, the intensity building with each passionate thrust. the symphony of pleasure filled the room, his grunts growing louder as the climax approached, the anticipation almost unbearable.

as the final wave of pleasure washed over you, he joined you in the peak of ecstasy, his release a testament to the depth of your connection. "you're so good to me," he whispered, his smile lighting up the room as he tenderly brushed a strand of hair from your flushed cheek. in that moment, surrounded by the afterglow of passion, you knew that you were truly loved.

#🎸 - miyx-amour #seventeen x reader #seventeen hard thoughts #seventeen hard hours #seventeen smut #vernon smut #hansol smut #chwe hansol smut #kpop smut #kpop hard hours #kpop hard thoughts #boy group smut

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songmingisthighs · 1 year

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Mine

Group : ateez

Pairing : mingi × afab!reader

Genre : smut

Word Count : 3.4K

Warning : MDNI, explicit smut, unprotected sex, big dicc mingi (bc yes ofc ??), creampie

Summary : you never would've imagined that mingi would be so affected seeing a simple piece of jewellery. but could you really blame him? especially when he's treating you so damn well

a/n : happy new year everyone! i'm starting 2023 correctly. with a mingi smut >:)

buy me coffee ?

The door of your apartment opened which caught your attention. Noticing that it was quite late, you can only think of one person who would visit you.

"Mingi? Is that you?" You called out from the kitchen as you place the plate you were washing on the dryer rack. The cardigan you wore over your cropped tank top kept slipping and you had to shrug them on to keep them in place.

"No! It's the axe murderer!" The person answered. His deep voice and pronunciation is very distinctive and his attempt at being sarcastic only made you laugh. "An axe murderer wouldn't say that they're an axe murderer, silly!" You answered again.

After hearing a soft thud, you saw Mingi entering the kitchen with a goofy smile on his face, "Well then, it's a good thing it's your most favourite person in the world," he chuckled. "Oh, Jongho's here?" You grinned widely, trying to take a peek behind Mingi. Hearing you say his friend's name made his jaw drop as he stared at you in disbelief. "WHAT!?" he exclaimed as you tried to bite down your grin, "I- oh-ho-ho-ho-ho, I will not, I repeat, I will NOT stand for this slander!" he huffed with his arms on his sides, trying to size you. Unfortunately, as big as he is, you were not afraid of him or even affected whatsoever. You simply nod your head to the couch in the living room, "Well, go sit down then," you stated as you dry your hands on a kitchen towel. Mingi growled and lunged at you playfully, making you squeak and sidestep to exit the kitchen area.

"Hey!" Mingi called out after you. Since the area of your apartment wasn't so big, he caught up to you in mere seconds and he brought you down to the couch using his body which made you yelp out loud. Mingi held your arms above your head, securing them by your wrists. "Say I'm your favourite person!" he demanded, "No!" you smirked. Mingi raised an eyebrow at your brazen defiance and decided to swoop down to capture your lips in his. His lips were a little chapped and his movements were dominant. The feeling of his lips melding with yours along with the death, possessive grip he has on your wrists made you moan. With your mouth opening, he took it as a sign to slip his tongue into the cavern of your mouth. Both of your tongues fought, him in dominance while you try your best to pretend like you wanted to dominate him.

You both pulled away panting, trying to catch your breath from the impromptu make-out session. Mingi looked down at you with a cocky smirk on his face, seemingly pleased. "I'd like to see your so-called favourite person Jongho do that," he poked. You tried to contain your snicker when you heard him say that because you knew he didn't even realized that he has once again set himself up. "So... Does that mean you want me to make out with Jongho to make a comparison with you?" you asked. You couldn't help but burst out laughing at yourself and from the way Mingi looked as his own words sink into his head.

He pouted at the realization that you were teasing him so he took the chance when you were too preoccupied with laughing at him to lean back down and bit the exposed skin of your neck. The surprise attack made you jolt and yelp which seemed to only cause Mingi to tighten his grip. "Ouch, you jerk! That hurts!" You yelped out and pouted at him once he lifted himself back up. "Well, you're the jerk for saying that you'll make out with Jongho!" he defended, mirroring your pout. You rolled your eyes and giggled at his reaction, "Okay, okay fine, I'm sorry. You're my most favouritest favourite person, Mingi. I am utterly, unequivocally in love with you and you are the only person who is allowed to make out with me like that," you confessed. Mingi seemed pleased at that, sporting a goofy grin, he gave you one last peck on the lips before letting go of his grip on you.

Once you regained feeling in your arms, you scooted back to sit up straight, making Mingi sit back to accommodate you. As you rubbed at your wrists, something caught Mingi's eyes.

"Hey, is that..." He drawled, pointing at your chest. You looked down to see the ring he designed for his latest birthday MD. "Oh, yeah!" you grinned widely as you took the ring that was dangled on your neck between your fingers. "I just remembered I bought this when it came in the mail a while ago and I just decided I wanna wear it as a necklace," you leaned forward to drop a small peck on his nose, "To keep you close in my heart," you grinned.

Mingi seemed stunned by your action and you weren't sure why. His eyes were wide and he was unresponsive. When you pulled back, you saw him eyeing your face and then dropping down to your necklace then back up to your face and then dropping down to your necklace. It seemed like he was processing his thoughts until he suddenly lunged forward to kiss you again.

You squeaked as you were forced back under him by the sheer force of his body. Mingi's hands gripped your body in such fervour; one on your hips and the other pressing down on your chest, right on the chain of your necklace. When he pulled away, his eyes were transfixed on the necklace resting on your chest. "Mingi, is something wrong?" thought it was a stupid question as you know full well that whatever is going in his brain is nothing wrong at all.

"I love seeing something I made on you," he exhaled shakily, his tongue stuck out to lick his bottom lip, as if he was a starved man at a buffet. Slowly, Mingi looked up at you with a crazed look in his eyes. He had always been able to express himself by his nonverbal cues; his subtle, specific tics that indicate his anxiety, the caress of his thumb on your skin that indicates his wanting to seek comfort. This time, however, the way his cock twitched on your right thigh indicates that he wants you then and there.

Mingi began peppering kisses around your neckline with his hands pushing your cardigan off of your body. His lips worked diligently to make sure every bit of skin that the necklace rest upon was covered with his lips, altering between simply kissing and sucking a mark closest to your breasts. The feeling made you moan and arch your back in pleasure which Mingi utilized to completely yank your outerwear and cropped tank top off. To his pleasant surprise, you were not wearing any bra and he was greeted with the sight of your bare boobs staring at him straight. "God, how could you look so hot with just one measly piece of jewellery hanging on your chest?" he groaned as he bit on the skin of your left boob. You smirked at his words, "Are you sure it's the jewellery and not the fact that you were looking at my boobs?" you couldn't help but tease. When you looked down, you saw Mingi glaring up at you, but he relented, "It's a piece of me dangling between your boobs," he simply said before he yanked the straps of your cropped tank top and pulled it down to reveal your boobs for him to ogle at, "It's proof that you're mine."

Without wasting much time, he took your left boob in his mouth as your right one gripped firmly in his hand. His finger tweaked your nipple teasingly as his mouth devoured you. You couldn't help but whimper and let out a moan when you felt the firm grip of his hand and his teeth scraping against your skin. Mingi never described himself as either an ass or a boob man because whenever asked, he always said he's a "you" man. The man is very possessive and you can feel exactly how much based on his movements. The pleasure he was giving you was immense, the stimulation made your brain go fuzzy. In the midst of your pleasure-induced state, the thought of Mingi's own pleasure came to mind and you felt bad because you were the only one receiving it at the moment. You lifted your head up to look at Mingi who had switched treatments on your breasts, "Mingi," you called out. You knew he heard you because he groaned in response without pulling away from his focus. You couldn't help but bit your bottom lip at the sight of him looking fucking sexy whilst devouring you. "Mingi," you tried calling out again. With a huff of annoyance, Mingi answered you, "Yes, baby?" his voice was muffled as his lips were still firmly latched onto your tit, sucking a mark- his mark wherever he likes.

Your head was thrown back once again as your hands flew to his head to grip his hair desperately when he took a chunk of your flesh between his teeth. "Baby, I- I wanna- oh god, I wanna," you inhaled shakily when Mingi lightly smacked the tit in his hand and spit on it so his movements can be more fluid, "I wanna touch you too," you moaned out, practically begging to touch him. You could feel Mingi smirking on your skin at your obvious neediness. "You want to make me feel good, huh?" he asked as his kisses ascend from your chest to your neck and stopped at your jaw, making you whine in protest as you want him to kiss you fully on the lips. "You want to dedicate yourself to me, huh?" his voice dropped a couple of octaves lower and the vibration made you clench your legs tightly, thighs rubbing to give friction to your aching core. "Mingi, please," you begged, head tilting to the side to accommodate him nestling in the junction of your neck, spreading more hickeys in the spot.

In a flash, you were suddenly flipped on top of him, your legs on either side of his as your crotch was firmly attached to his. You let out a gasp when you felt Mingi's stiff cock through your thin sleep shorts. "Mingi, you're so hard," you managed out through shuddered breath as your hips began moving on their own, grinding on his cock slowly in search of pleasure. Mingi's pupils dilated at the sight of you topless on top of him, the motion of your hips causing your whole body to move and resulting in your boobs jiggling. But his eyes focused more on the necklace bouncing off your chest, he couldn't help but reach a hand forward, gathering the necklace and then proceeding to wrap said hand around your neck, putting just the right amount of pressure to make your eyes roll to the back and let out the most pornographic whine that shot straight to Mingi's dick, making it twitch in his jeans.

"Baby," Mingi called out, heart beating hard on his chest. You didn't answer (or more like you couldn't) but he felt your pussy clench on him and that's how he know you were listening. "I need to be in you," Mingi demanded, hands flying to tug at your shorts to make his point.

His words were all that you need for you to readjust your position so you could yank your shorts and panties off. Mingi did his best to take his shirt off, unzip his jeans, and pull the garment along with his briefs down to expose his aching cock to the cold air, making him hiss out at the contrast. His hard, stiff, hot cock stood proud, egging you to be quick so he could be in you.

As you repositioned yourself back on Mingi's lap, he lifted one hand to be rested on the back of his head as his other hand stroked his dick leisurely. The sight of you completely bare, on top of him with his necklace around your neck, ready for him made his dick twitch. IT was at that moment that he was sure that he was pretty possessive. He wanted you all to himself and you were more than willing to dedicate yourself to him.

You took his hand off his own dick and proceeded to spit on it before stroking it with a firm grip. Mingi let out a soft sigh, his eyebrows furrowing and the only thought in his head was that if your hand felt this good, your pussy must've felt heavenly. He was not above saying that having his dick in your pussy felt like home. But maybe he'll keep that for next time.

"Baby," Mingi called out, catching your attention. "Ride me, come on," he demanded, his facial expression showing frustration as he so desperately wanted to be inside you, buried, and never let out. You tried to bite down your grin but failed. Even when he was trying to be demanding, you can only think of how adorable he is. "Is that it? Is that what my princess wants?" you teased. Once again, you felt Mingi's dick twitch at your teasing but this time it was in your hands. Mingi exhaled shakily and his hands flew to grip your hips, forcefully pulling your body forward to align both of your crotches. Your eyes widened when you felt his tip enter you. Though you both had had sex multiple times before (sometimes there was even a certain plurality in one session), his size always seemed to surprise you. "Ride. Me." Mingi demanded, eyes completely dark and his pupils blown. The feeling of sinking on Mingi's dick while making eye contact was phenomenal. With each inch you sunk on, your jaws grew slacker and by the time you reached the hilt, your eyes rolled back and your head was thrown forward. You had to anchor yourself on his bare chest, clenching your fists to the point that they turned white.

Mingi smirked seeing you so affected from the bare minimum, "Aww, are you overwhelmed?" he teased. To him, you looked absolutely adorable in that state. Never mind the activity you both were about to do, he loved seeing him overpowering you even when he did nothing.

You repositioned your head so you were back to looking at Mingi, you change your hand position to brace yourself by the armrest Mingi's head was resting on. Although you were still getting used to feeling him inside you, your hips began moving on its own, grinding slowly at first. "A-ah," you whimpered as Mingi's rigid appendage began rubbing deliciously on your walls. "S-shit you're so warm," Mingi groaned, biting his bottom lip so hard you were afraid that it would draw blood.

Soon enough your legs got used to the position you were in and your pussy got used to Mingi's whole size inside you. "I'm gonna go faster," you announced as your hips began picking up their pace, moving quicker fluidly. Your arousal helped lubricate your movements so it was more fluid and thankfully it did because soon you found a rhythm that caused you to feel stars. "Shit-" you gasped and clench your pussy involuntarily which caused Mingi to hitch his breath from the feeling of you enveloping him whole.

The pleasure urged you to seek more, your hips never faltered from the earth-shattering speed you found merely seconds ago. Mingi looked up to watch you frantically seeking your and his release. His stomach churned at the sight of your hickey-covered skin, his eyes even tried to follow the trail on the hickeys he left. He loved it, it was like a map, a treasure map. And of course, the treasure is the necklace tethered around your neck, hitting your chest each time it flew around between your bouncing breasts. His instincts kicked in and he couldn't help but grip your waist tightly in a possessive vice. Soon enough you found yourself barely doing anything when you felt Mingi moving your body to his liking like a sex toy, you could sense that he was chasing his close release and thankfully, you were so close too.

"M-Mingi," you called out, one of your hands moving to grip his hair, tugging it slightly. The action added pleasure to Mingi as he groaned from the sudden additional pleasure. "Please let me cum, I-I- I'm so- so close- oh god," you whined when you accidentally shifted your hips, the angle making Mingi hit a new spot inside you that caused your body to crumble forward, falling onto Mingi's body like a useless sack.

Mingi smirked as he slowed down his movements slightly, making you whine and clench like a desperate whore. "Keep clenching like that and I might not hold out much longer," he chuckled teasingly. You rolled your eyes but nodded at his words, "Yes, yes, yes, just please, I wanna cum!" you begged.

Before you could even process what happened, Mingi had managed to flip the both of you so that now you're on the bottom. You yelped when he slipped out of you for a split second before suddenly impaling his cock once again in your cunt. Mingi gathered your hands above your head and anchored himself on his knees firmly. "I already have my mark on you, now I'm gonna mark you from the inside," he said before pistoning inside you.

At this point, your apartment was filled with pornographic noise that should have only been able to come straight from a porno. You weren't sure of how loud you were being, but you had a feeling you might need to bake some cookies for your neighbours as an apology tomorrow. But at that moment, you couldn't care less about anyone else other than you and Mingi. Especially not when you're so close to having a mind-blowing orgasm along with the promise that Mingi was going to put his mark in you from the inside. Whatever that means.

Your hands gripped his shoulders tightly as your senses were slowly flooded by Mingi. All you could think about was Mingi and how good he was making you feel. The overwhelming pleasure overcame you and you felt your brain turning into mush. Slowly you felt yourself detaching from reality as the only thing you could feel was Mingi's cock drilling your cunt into the shape of him. It was too much but just enough at the same time. Mingi was able to make you feel your tactile senses elevated but completely ripped the focus out of you. You wanted to tell him that you were so close to cumming, you could feel it, you were at the very edge of completely tipping over. You swore you had managed some words out of your mouth but you don't know if it really happened or if your mind was playing tricks on you. All you know was that the moment you regained focus, you saw Mingi's head ducked down on your chest, nipping at the skin around the necklace around your chest with his eyebrows furrowed. His teeth scrapping your skin and his body weight pressing on you felt amazing, you felt completely enveloped by him.

It wasn't until Mingi halted to a stop with a groan escaping his lips that you finally felt something warm filling your pussy up. You gasped loudly at the abrupt spill, the warmth sending shivers down your spine. Thankfully Mingi started moving again, riding out his high that continuously gave you pleasure especially with how his pelvis stimulated your clit. "Fuck!" you cursed as your legs curled, trapping Mingi's body between them as you came, body trembling from the intense pleasure. Mingi's eyes rolled to the back of his head when he felt your cunt clenching his spent dick. "Holy shit, (y/n)," he exhaled shakily, "You're dripping," he muttered before his arms gave out, sandwiching you between him and the couch. You moaned out at the sudden pressure on top of you which caused Mingi's dick to twitch inside you, reacting to your voice.

Totally spent, Mingi whined as he nuzzled his face on your chest, lips finding your skin. "Don't do that, I need time to recover before fucking you again," he complained. Through your tiredness, you managed to chuckle and gently draped your arms around his body.

It was a good idea to wear that piece of jewellery, you had to applaud yourself for getting it.

Now you're curious about what Mingi might do when he finds out you have his birthday slippers too.

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@rdiamond2727 @bobateastay @kodzukein @phenomenalgirl9 @skzatzloveismonsterous @memorymonster @thesolarplanetarysystem @dreamlesswonder86 @maddiebabyxoxo @imababywolf @do-you-actually-care @marievllr-abg @ilsedingsx @wasteitonserendipity @bbymatz @noonaishere @jo-hwaberry @honeyhwaaa @ateezourstars @yoonjunshi @yoongiigolden @camillelafaye @charreddonuts @jcngh0-hq @kpopnightingale @starryunho @atinct @mirror-juliet @hyuckilstan @jayb17 @multihoe-net @kpoplover718 @imswitchbabemox @haatohwa @youngestdelacour @erinaimeexx @blackb3ll @mingiholic

@seonghwarizon @chloepurpy @cutie-wooyo

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revluvzen · 2 years

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🌊 MASTERLIST 🌊

Updated: January 30

I mainly write smut about NCT, specially for male reader (top, vers and bottoms. You’re all welcome here). MINORS DNI, they are all smut.

Lucas

- Over the counter, x bottom m!reader

- Boring party, x vers m!reader x bottom song yuqi (bisexual threesome)

- A new pleasure, x bottom m!reader

- Irresistible, x bottom m!reader

- Blow it, it's your birthday!, x bottom m!reader x top mingyu

- Have you ever had sex? PART 1 | 2, x bottom m!reader

NCT

Yuta:

- Flip Flop, x versatile m!reader

Jaemin:

- Game night!, x top m!reader

- Getting in the middle, x vers m!reader x top!jeno

Hendery:

- Let’s play, x bottom m!reader

Jeno:

- Getting in the middle, x vers m!reader x bottom!jaemin

- You like it, don't you?, x bottom m!reader

Taeyong:

- Harder, Harder, Harder!, x top m!reader

ATEEZ

Hongjoong:

- Splash!, x bottom m!reader

SEVENTEEN

Mingyu:

- Blow it, it's your birthday!, x bottom m!reader x top lucas

#masterlist #kpop smut #male reader smut #boy group smut #male reader #kpop male reader smut #nct smut #wayv smut

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sunflowersoonyoung · 2 years

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headcanons

girl groups:

dreamcatcher

fingering vs strap-ons

nswf headcanons | dami

which members have an oral fixation

(g)i-dle

favourite degradations and praises | miyeon

college AU! enemies to lovers | miyeon

itzy

reaction to her gf wanting to peg her | chaeryeong

boy groups:

cravity

kinks | serim | jungmo

pentagon

kinks | shinwon, hui | yeo one

hard dom!shinwon

seventeen

ruby inspired hc | woozi

kinks, threesome | the8, dk

threesome | mingyu, wonwoo

swearing during sex | the8, junhui, vernon, joshua | s.coups, jeonghan, hoshi, wonwoo, woozi, mingyu, dk, seungkwan, dino

#boy group fanfic #boy group smut #boy group headcanons #pentagon #pentagon fanfic #pentagon smut #seventeen #seventeen fanfic #seventeen smut #cravity smut #cravity #cravity fanfic

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machiavellli · 5 months

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Some spicy Theodore Nott headcanons˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

Notes: this was like driving: I don't have a driver license. Seriously like, you absolutely hyped me up for writing this and now I feel like I need to go touch some grass and drink some holy water.

Btw we shouldn't feel ashamed, like the first people ever to write in a language that is more similar to ours, literally wrote about about two nun fuck1ng him 108 times (yes that's what he says) in a week bc they thought he was mute. Like women in the 700 were DYING bc of novels, bc they couldn't never have enough of it and the majority developed a masturbat1on add1ction. We can't be worse, that's just humanity at its core: we are h0rny creatures.

⚠️: The blue parts are from a poem, from the author Giacomo da Lentini and it's called "Meravigliosamente" (| put a translation at the end, because it's ancient Italian and you can't translate it with a normal translator). It's one of my favorites poems ever, it's one the best incarnation of what love feels like. Yeah now the poets are cursing at me from above.

Warnings: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! 18+!!Breeding k1nk, p in v, ora1 f receiving, pregnant! reader description, nak3d people in general (idk what to put, BUT YOU HAVE BEEN ADVISED). English is not my first language, therefore you could find some mistakes, please report them to me!

With all being said: enjoy<3

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Theodore Nott, your Italian Slytherin guy:

Theo loves to love as we already established.

He loves to give, he would let his blood dry for you.

Therefore he likes to take care of his dear ones, especially you, il suo tesoro.

I also already told you about how he will think about your future together, how he would love to have a proper family with you.

He just wants to have what his family wasn't capable of giving him.

So when the seventh year it's over, it also means that his only obstacle, the one that used to keep him away from his dream, is also over.

Something changes inside of him, un istinto primario prende il sopravvento. He knows that now it is actually possible.

«Meravigliosamente

un amor mi distringe

e soven ad ogn'ora.»

Maybe the first few months it wouldn't be so evident, he would probably keep it for himself.

He wouldn't like to put pressure on you, he couldn't.

But every time you get intimate, tutte le volte che fate l'amore, he can't help but think what it will feel like letting himself go completely.

Letting it happen.

Letting himself have a proper release.

Letting himself paint your inside white.

His warm finding the embrace of your core.

Planting a life, creating it with il suo tesoro, la sua diletta.

That's the ultimate dream e cazzo quanto lo vorrebbe.

«Com'omo che ten mente

in altro exemplo pinge

la simile pintura,

cosi, bella, facc'eo,

che’nfra lo core meo

porto la tua figura.»

But for now he still has to curse within himself, "cazzo, cazzo, cazzo.", imprisoning that release, that dream.

Simply wishing he could stay inside, saving every drop for you.

It's so hard for him to distract himself from the heavy daydreaming.

His mind as pregnant with thoughts as he wish you were.

You would just look so gorgeous round with his child.

And he would easily do everything under the sight of your new silhouette.

(As he wasn't already totally lost in this love, this passion per la sua bella)

This particular scene keeps repeating in his cursed mind:

��You, full and completely bare before him sitting on your shared bed, nonchalantly putting cream on every inch of your skin after a shower.

He might be at the doorstep looking from afar or already on the bed

But it always ends with him interrupting you, taking your hands with devotion, already giving you passions with just his eyes, just for him to say: "dimmi quello che desideri e sarà tuo"

And he would literally do anything.

«Al cor m'ard'una doglia,

com'om che te lo foco

a lo suo seno ascoso,

e quanto più lo'nvoglia,

tanto arde più loco

e non po star incluso»

He would let you exploit his tongue in favor of your pleasure, savoring every drop coming from down there.

Growling just at your moist sight

And he would taste you like a starved man.

Over and over again.

On the bed,

On the Couch,

At the dinner table.

Sempre e ovunque.

Holding you still with one of his firm hands on your now round stomach.

Non è mai stato così facile inginocchiarsi e predicare da quando la sua religione, la sua donna angelo, sei diventata tu.

You look like a miracle to him.

And he would absolutely get lost in this strong trance filled with amore, passione e lussuria.

He would delicately lay your figure on the bed, like the most precious Greek statue of a goddess.

But the softness of your skin will make him realize that you are not a vision, but his blessed reality.

Your fullness getting in the way would quickly become the most delicious sight ever in his eyes.

His dead stare penetrating your soul along with his physical body.

He would tell you that his eyes look gone because he is convinced to be already dead and already in Paradise.

So lost in the haze, so convinced of the woman under him to be an angel.

And now, he is making her la madre dei suoi figli, sua moglie, la sua fiamma, da qui all'eternità.

Your legs, now afar from each other, looking like the most rare prophecy.

The softness of your skin feeling like the salvation from every sin.

Your swollen breast moving along his movements in you, rhythmically, like a fine melody.

And if by chance a single tear of your product falls from them, his eyes would shine like the sun during August.

He won't esitate to collect it with his mouth, tasting yet another one of your miracles. He wouldn't hold back the raw attitude taking over his mind, he simply couldn't.

«Assai v'aggio laudato,

madonna, in tutte parti

di bellezze ch'avete.»

When you two got together he thought he couldn't love you more, the same on your wedding day, but now he would simply let this love tear him apart he would still and always pray in your name.

In the morning he would wake you up gently, caressing you cheeks, watching as the eyes that caught his soul slowly open.

He would prepare breakfast for you, taking it directly in bed.

And every day will only be about you and you only.

Need a bath? Already prepped and warm amore.

You have swollen feet? A massage from him is mandatory.

Need to put the nursery together? Consider it done.

And don't get me started on the amount of stuff that he would buy for your unborn child.

He just wants to make sure everything will be ready for the big day.

But that's just a dream, playing tricks with his mind.

«Canzonetta novella,

va canta nova cosa;

lèvati da maitino

davanti a la più bella,

fiore d'ogn'amorosa,

bionda più ch'auro fino»

"Theo, darling, are you still here?" you ask him after two solid minutes of him staring at you, to the point that you were starting to feel suffocated by his gaze.

His pupils blown, and as his breathing increase, he finally snaps back from daydreaming.

But now, now it's been months of this agony, della sua mente completamente offuscata dal desiderio.

He just can't help himself anymore, he is a direct and honest person, he can't continue to keep this away from you.

And with the most serious expression known to mankind and his eyes firmly buried into yours, he doesn't hesitate anymore: "Facciamo un figlio amore, facciamolo adesso, non ne posso più d'aspettare, non posso più nemmeno aspettare che er mondo faccia n'altro giro" he would tell you in one breath.

You kiss him delicately, "Allora non esitare, non aspettare che la luna fugga Mr.Nott"

"Ai suoi ordini Signora Nott"

"Ti amo tantissimo" the last thing he would tell you before finally letting himself completely go, completamente perso in questo amore, si che possa ammirare te, te sospirare e te amare, te soltanto.

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Okay so here's the translation of the poem, the canzonetta, which as I said it's called "Meravigliosamente", in English “Wonderfully":

My ask box is open!✨🥂

<- part II

-> part III?

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kangnina · 2 months

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Where is the stripper Sunghoon fic?

After seeing his little waist thrusting in the Come 2 Me choreo, I realized it needs to happen. ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

#stripper!Sunghoon #sunghoon #enhypen #park sunghoon #enha smut #enhypen smut #park sunghoon enhypen #enhypen sunghoon #park sunghoon smut #sunghoon smut #kpop boy group #kpop smut #kpop boys #kpop bg #kpop imagines #kpop drabbles #kpop fanfic #kpop

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toxicanonymity · 1 month

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Hi! What Pedro Character do you think that would make an "interesting" leader of a group of paranormal explorers? (Feel free to pick another word instead of interesting hehe). I tried to listen to the Left Right Game podcast but it was so scary that I had to stop. But the premise was so compelling and mysterious. Happy weekend ××

Dieter for two reasons: drugs and, not to make everything about sex, but sex. He has his team set up night vision cameras and EVPs all over the haunted house. Dieter goes to the basement solo to investigate a high-activity area. Over the radio you can hear him say "Whooaaa," before the comms cut out completely. You start to worry after a minute of silence. You go downstairs to check it out and can hear him moaning. You stand in the hall listening. His soft moans echo. Eventually he lets out a long, orgasmic sigh before going silent again, then under his breath he's like, "what the fuck." The radio comes back on. "Guys. I swear to God this entity just gave me a handy." He calls the group together to debrief. He's sweaty and his hair is messed up. Eyes are wild. In the night vision footage, he's in the middle of the room jerking off with a blank expression. He swears up and down it was the spirit of a man in his 30s. Then it hits him-- The entity possessed him and his hand so he could do it. He claims the ghost used ectoplasm as lube.

#dieter bravo #dieter bravo smut #toxask #almost said night walks then remembered he's not a real p boy 🥲#he would completely lose control of a group though. he's too chill.#i have had an encounter with a ghost before #ghost stuff

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venlush · 10 months

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lee chan post #10294729291

he’s just so

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btslovs · 10 months

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these concept photos will be the death of me

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jvkeh · 1 year

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MASTERLIST !

✮ a collection of my fics ranging from four groups i stan ! incl. txt, enhypen, seventeen & the boyz. asks are CLOSED.

MULTIFANDOM

✮ a mixture of my faves or other supporting idols !

› idols as kinks | multi

› birthday girl | nct jeno

› jeno brainrot | nct jeno

› silent until head | multi faves

› reaction to being told “fuck you” | multi faves

› who fucks you | multi faves

› hybrid gfs | multi faves

› reaction after argument | multi faves

› sit on my face | multi faves

TXT

✮ bias: yeonjun , wrecker: soobin

› stay quiet | beomgyu

› fucked dumb | yeonjun

› parallel | taehyun

ENHYPEN

✮ bias: jake , wrecker: sunghoon

› rulebreaker | jakehoon

› bunny hybrid gf | heeseung

› embarassing sex moments

SEVENTEEN

✮ bias: wonhan , wrecker: undecided (😭)

› boyfriend! vernon | vernon

› open wide | joshua

› mtl boobs/ass | hhu

› mtl boobs/ass | pu

› cloud 9 | vernon

THE BOYZ

✮ bias: juyeon , wrecker: sunwoo

› boyfriend! juyeon | juyeon

› quickie | hyunjae

› small chested gf hcs | jacob

taglist

@duolingofanaccount @enhacolor

#jvkeh #smut masterlist #the boyz smut #txt smut #enhypen smut #seventeen smut #kpop smut #boy groups smut #male idol x reader smut #kpop 18+

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ihaechans · 6 months

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Hallows Eve || 1-800-SLASHERS - N.JM

PAIRING ▸ Na Jaemin x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ smut!!!!!!!!!!!

WARNINGS/CONTENT ▸ profanity, phone sex, mutual masturbation, Jaemin fear kink(?), edging, orgasm control

SUMMARY ▸When your friend told you about 1-800-SLASHERS. You could almost laugh at her. Paying people to roleplay as characters from scary movies? Who does that? But once you found yourself calling 1-800-SLASHERS way more than you’d like to admit, even going as far as using their video call feature time and time again. You don’t think you can stop.

WORD COUNT▸ 1.6k

A/N: this was kinda hard for me to make because Michael Myers has NEVER spoken in any of the movies. Also, I was too lazy to proofread so sorry for any mistakes. 😭 Part of @jenoslutie '1-800-SLASHERS' Halloween Series'

Every time you dial the number, your heart races with excitement and fear, knowing that you are about to enter a world of terror and pleasure. As the line connects, you hear heavy breathing on the other end, followed by a sinister voice.

You hesitate for a moment, trying to choose between Freddy Krueger, Michael Myers, or Jason Voorhees. Finally, you make your decision and say, "I want to talk to Michael."

The operator chuckles darkly and says, "Very well. Please hold while I connect you."

Suddenly, the screen comes to life, and there he is, Michael Myers, staring right at you from behind the screen.

His eyes bore into yours, and you can feel a shiver run down your spine. You can't help but feel a sense of excitement and fear mixed together as you stare back at him. His mask is as emotionless as ever, and you wonder why you haven't one this sooner.

You can't deny the thrill that runs through your body as you stare into those lifeless black eyes.

"Hello," you start, trying to break the silence.

You take in his surroundings through the screen, black room, dimly lit, nothing but a bed visible in the background. He's wearing a name tag on his blue jumper. Jaemin was his name.

He doesn't respond, but you can see him tilt his head slightly to the side. You feel a sense of unease, but you can't stop staring at him.

You try to steady your breathing as you watch him in silence. You can feel your heart beating faster and faster, and you realize that you're getting turned on by the fear that he evokes in you, starting to wonder what it would be like to be at the mercy of someone like Michael Myers.

Suddenly, you hear a faint sound coming from the other end of the line, and you realize that Michael Myers is breathing heavily. You can see his chest rising and falling in rhythm with his breath, and you start to feel a sense of excitement building inside you.

Without thinking, you say, "What do you want from me, Michael?" There's no response, but you can see his eyes narrow slightly, and you know that he's listening to you. You start to feel a sense of exhilaration at the thought of being watched and listened to by someone like him. You continue to stare at him, transfixed, as he remains silent.

Suddenly, you see Michael Myers moving closer to the screen, his eyes still locked onto yours. You can feel his presence invading your personal space, and yet, you find yourself wanting more.

His white mask fills the entire screen, and you can see the faint outline of his muscular body standing behind it. You feel a sudden urge to touch him, to feel his skin against yours, to experience the thrill of being with someone so dangerous. "Michael," you whisper his name again, hoping to elicit a response from him.

This time, he moves even closer, his mask almost touching the camera. You can practically feel his breath on your skin, and you shiver with anticipation. His eyes seem to be searching for something, and you wonder what it is that he wants from you.

You're not sure if it's the fear or something else that's making you feel this way, but you know that you want more of it. You want him to touch you, to take control of you, to make you feel alive in a way that you never have before.

Suddenly, Michael Myers speaks, his voice low and menacing.

"You want to know what I want from you?" he asks, his words sending a chill down your spine.

You nod eagerly, unable to speak. "I want to make you scream," he says, his voice sending shivers down your body. "I want to hear you beg for mercy while I take everything from you."

You feel a jolt of fear mixed with excitement course through your veins at his words. You swallow hard, your mouth dry as you try to reply, but no words come out. Michael Myers moves even closer to the screen, his mask filling your entire view. "I know what you want, and I can give it to you," he says, his voice deep and menacing. "I can make you feel things you've never felt before, I can make you forget everything except for the fear and pleasure I can give you."

The softness of his voice sent a wave of warmth through your body, and your heart beat grew faster as goosebumps rose up your arms. Every word he said felt like an intimate secret that was only meant for you. You're not sure if it's Michael Myers himself or the thrill of danger that's making you feel this way, but you know that you want more.

"What do I have to do?" you ask, your voice barely audible. Michael Myers leans back slightly, his eyes still locked onto yours.

"I want you to touch yourself for me," he says, his voice growing softer, deeper and more dangerous. "I want you to make yourself cum while I watch. I want you to cum until you can't remember your own name, until you're begging for me to allow you to stop. And then, I want you to start all over again."

His words send a wave of excitement through you, and you can feel your heart beat faster as you nod in agreement. You never thought you'd be so turned on by a man like Michael Myers, but you find yourself strangely attracted to him, and the thought of making yourself cum for him is more than enough to make you start.

You can feel your cheeks flush red with embarrassment as you start to tug down your pants and pull off your shirt. You can feel Michael's eyes on you as you undress, and you can't help but wonder if he's getting off at the sight of you.

You pull your shirt off, and suddenly, you can feel the cool air of your room on your chest. Your body trembles, craving for Michael to provide you with further affection.

You bite your lower lip as you see Michael's eyes staring at your breasts, and you realize that you want him to touch them. You want him to pin you down and make you feel helpless while he pounds into you without mercy.

You feel your left hand grab one of your breasts and start massaging it gently, starting with your nipple, and you can't help but moan in pleasure. You're embarrassed by the sounds that you're making, but you know that Michael is listening, and the thought of him getting turned on by your sounds of pleasure is enough to make you push yourself further.

Jaemin is still watching you, his eyes filled with lust as he leans towards the screen. You feel your right hand start to move towards your pussy, and you desperately try to push down your panties. You're embarrassed by how wet you are, but you can't help but continue to touch yourself.

You start to massage your clit with your middle finger, and you moan as you feel your pussy throbbing with pleasure and anticipation. You spread your legs slightly to give yourself more room to work, and you can feel the cool air of your room caressing the wetness of your pussy. You start to rub your clit faster, your mind filled with thoughts of Michael Myers, and you can feel your body tense up as you're getting closer to orgasm.

You can feel your heart beating faster and faster, and your breathing gets heavier as you near your climax. Just as you feel yourself about to cum, Michael Myers says, "Stop." You're about to protest, but then you realize that you can't.

You can see his hand move to the bottom of the screen, and you feel a wave of excitement run through your body as you realize that he's stroking his dick. You can't help but feel a sense of arousal at the thought of him touching himself while he's watching you.

His chest rises and falls in rhythm with his breathing, and the sight of him getting turned on by your fear makes you tense up even more. You can feel a sense of anticipation building inside you, and you realize that you want him to watch you cum. You want him to see just how much pleasure you can feel.

You slowly slide your fingers into yourself, and you can hear the sound of your juices flowing from your pussy. You can feel your pussy throbbing, your body desperately trying to cum, and you feel your thighs shake as you thrust your fingers faster into your cunt, hitting that spot that makes you dizzy.

As the waves of pleasure crash down over you, you can hear moans escaping your lips. You're embarrassed by how loud you're being, but you can't seem to stop yourself.

You can feel the rush of cum coursing through your body, and you can feel your legs shaking as you're pushed to the edge of your orgasm. You bite your lower lip, desperately trying to keep in any other sound other than moans of pleasure.

Finally, the waves of pleasure slow down and you can feel your heart beat slowing down. In that moment, you hear a faint moaning sound come from your computer speakers, and you realize that it's Michael Myers. You look at the screen, and you can see a clouded outline of where Michael Myers is, and you realize that he's cumming.

A moment of silence passes, the sound of your heavy breaths the only thing audible. Then, Michael Myers speaks. "Very good," he says, his voice soft yet somehow still sending a strange feeling of dread through your body. "We're going to have lots of fun together in the future."

#jaemin #na jaemin #Jaemin na #nct jaemin #nct jaemin smut #jaemin smut #nct dream smut #kpop smut #kpop boy group smut #boy group smut #nct #nct dream #nct u #nct u smut #jaemin fic #na jaemin fic #jaemin x reader #nct smut #ihaechans

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