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luvyeni · 9 months

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❛MOVIE AND A SHOW❜ ( mark lee & na jaemin )

p. bsf!mark & jaemin x fem!reader w. 2k

warnings? dom!jm subish!mk switch!mc , threesome , oral ( f & m receiving) , unprotected sex , dirty talk , name calling

— 𖦹 ( mark and jaemin catch you saying their names while masterbating ) !

"we're like 45 minutes away , start getting the movie ready." mark spoke through the phone. "tell her i want ramen." you heard jaemin's voice. "dude , she can hear you - oh hi ( name )." you chuckled. "hello jaemin , and i will make your ramen for you."

"thank you pretty girl." you whined , you didn't hate the nickname perse , you hated the way it made you feel when jaemine said it. "jaemin , i told you about calling me that." he laughed. "yeah , you said it made you horny , i remember." mark slapped his friends arm. "dude , stop that."

"i was drunk jaemin." you may have been drunk , but you definitely weren't lying , and jaemin knew that. "drunk words are sober thoughts , pretty girl." he teased. "you guys are always doing this." mark whined. "just playful banter markie" you said , knowing that name had the same effect on him than pretty girl had on you.

"a-anyways , do you think you can make me some to?" you decided not to tease him. "of course i can , i have some left over beef to go with it for you to." he smiled , you were thinking of him. "thank you."

"wait before he hangs up i have another request." jaemin spoke up. "what is it na jaemin." you knew it would be something crazy , but still decided to play into it. "could you put on those cute little blue shorts you wear to sleep." your eyes widened. "bye jaemin." you hung up the phone , not because you were uncomfortable , but because his words were beginning to have an effect on you.

your friendship with jaemin and mark had always been like that , flirtatious and teasing , but jaemin always had a way of getting under your skin much deeper , in a way that made your thigh clench. mark on the other hand — he was always more shy , but that didn't stop you from teasing him , brushing your nails across his thighs to make hom squirm , smiling when his a red hue would dust across his cheeks.

but that's all it was , friendly banter , but lately your attraction towards your friends was seemly growing stronger , so strong to the point sometimes late at night you'd often wonder what it would be like — to take them both , jaemin was never shy about his sex life , he often expressed his late night endeavors with other women , so you knew he was more so on the dom side , but mark , he was harder to read , you knew he wasn't a virgin , saying as he lost his virginity to a girl in your psych class , but he was more so reserved , but you couldn't help but think about the noises he'd make if you were to suck him off.

"fuck." you groaned , the throbbing in between your legs due to your dirty thoughts about your bestfriends. you looked at the clock , they're still like 30 mintues before they got here , sure you were cutting it close , but you were sure you could get yourself off before they got here.

deciding to put your needs first , climbed into your bed , reaching over into your nightstand drawer for your trusty vibrator , shimmying out of your pants and panties , running the toy along your clit , sighing in pleasure. "shit." you didn't need any porn videos , your thoughts alone were all you needed.

"i told you , sometimes you go to far jaemin , you probably made her uncomfortable." mark pestered the boy , jaemin rolled his eyes at his friend. "why'd you have to bring up the shorts?" jaemin knew mark found you just as attractive as he did , jaemin was just more open about his attraction towards you.

they made it to your apartment. "jesus mark , everyone knows about the shorts , just admit you find her attractive , i mean she's fucking hot." he reach under the mat , grabbing your spare key. "she didn't even seem uncomfortable , plus we talk like this everyday." he put the key in the hole , twisting. "you just don't want to admit you want to fuck her."

they walked into your apartment , taking their shoes off. "where is she?" mark looked in the kitchen , it was empty , no smell of ramen either. "she probably fell asleep , you know her." jaemin said , making his way to your room.

"maybe we should let h-" mark followed behind trying to stop his friend , but he was quickly silenced by a bunch of silent whimpers , your silent whimpers. "is she-" jaemin hushed his friend , trying to hear the noises you were making , his cock twitching in his pants , you sounded even better than he imagined , he reached for the door knob , ready to take action , but mark was quick to stop him.

"maybe we should leave her be." he was about to drag him away , when he heard you moan again , this time you moaned out his name , you were thinking of him while you were getting off. "see i told you , she's not as innocent as she seems."

jaemin reached for the door , this time he opened it , and there you were , your legs spread out , your puffy cunt on display , eyes closed , so unaware of the company in your as you desperately fucked the vibrator into your wet hole. "ja-jaemin fuck." upon hearing his name , he wasn't gonna hold back anymore , he was gonna miss his chance.

"jesus pretty girl." your eyes shot open , being met with jaemins infamous smile. "you should've called me , you know i would've swam here if i had to." closed your legs , looking at your two friends. "h-how lo-long have you two been there?"

"long enough to know that you're a nasty girl , who thinks of fucking her bestfriends." he smirked , his eyes clouded with lust. "spread those pretty legs for me." your eyes landed on mark , he tried his best not to look at you , but the tent in his pants told another story. "hey princess." jaemin pinched your thigh. "you'll have your chance to fuck him , right now you need to listen to me , spread your legs , let me see that pretty cunt again.

you slowly opened your legs , revealing your cunt , which was still stuffed with the vibrator. "so fucking pretty." you whimpered , clenching around the toy. "go a head , keep fucking yourself , show us how you do it , how do you fuck yourself when you're alone?"

you brought your hand back to the vibrator , pulling it out of your hole , pushing it back in. "f-fuck." you moaned , he bit his lip , cock swelling in his pants. "come on pretty girl , be good and speed up." you tried to , you really did , but much like before their arrival , you couldn't reach that peak. "i-i can't."

jaemin smiled , taking it upon himself to reach between your legs , stroking your clit. "jesus , you're so fucking wet down there , you got this wet from a little teasing , what was it?" he slowly thrusted the vibrator into your hole. "was it me calling you pretty girl , that get your pussy all soaked , had you fucking yourself to the thought of your friends." he turned to mark. "you should see how wet she is for us mark."

marks finally gained feeling in his legs , mustering enough courage to make his way over to your bed , sitting down. "sh-shit." he groaned , you dripping on the bed , your cunt clenching around the toy. "we did that mark , we made her pussy wet like that." jaemin took it upon himself to spread your legs open wider. "i bet you she taste like fucking heaven , why won't you give her a taste."

mark locked eyes with you , looking for any signs of discomfort. "pl-please." you whined , eyes big. "see mark she's begging for you , come on don't leave our pretty girl hanging." he climbed in between your legs , getting a much better view of your pussy. "she smells so fucking good." your hips jerked in anticipation. "please mark , please eat me out." he cursed to himself , diving right in , licking a strip up your folds. "oh fuck markie."

jaemin bit his lip , lifting up your shirt. "no bra pretty girl." he pinched your nipples. "such pretty tits." he grabbed a handful of your tits , squeezing. "so soft." he brought his lips to your nipples , sucking on them. "oh my god." you gasped as he sucked and sucked on your bud.

meanwhile mark was in between your thighs , taking everything you had to offer , licking and slurping up all your juices , the way you were moaning his name made him even harder , be began to grind against the mattress , just to relieve himself a bit. "ma-mark , more." you grabbed his hair , shoving him further into your heat , using him to get off , mark was in heaven , this was all he ever wanted , for you to use him.

"pay attention to me now pretty girl." jaemin whispered seductively into your ear. "gonna fuck you so hard when he's done." his fingers made it's way to your clit , rubbing it. "been waiting for years to fuck this pussy." you clenched around marks tongue , making him moan. "i know you want to cum , mark is waiting baby , how about you cum all over his mouth , he's desperate." your legs closed around marks head and jaemins hand , your mouth forming a o shape as you came , mark catching all of it into his mouth.

"fuck fuck fuck!" you screeched , pushing marks head away. "mark you're gonna make her cum again , we don't want her to get too tired now." he finally pulled away , his eyes completely blown out , heavy breathing and hair messy , he looked too good.

"move over , you got what you wanted , now it's my turn." they switched spots , jaemin now in between your legs. "i want you face down , ass up pretty girl." he man handled you into position. "looks like mark didn't do a good job cleaning you up baby , your still dripping down your legs." he collected your juices , bringing his fingers to his mouth. "so fucking good."

he undid his pants , letting them fall to the floor , letting his hard cock free. "look at your hole , twitching for my cock." he lined himself up with your entrance , pushing himself into you. "fuck , so tight." he grunted , your cunt wrapping around him nicely. "so fucking warm." he groaned seething himself fully inside you. "best fucking pussy ever."

he pushed on your lower back , fucking deeper inside your hole. "yeah , take my cock , shit." he groaned , the many nights he spent fucking his fist to thought of you taking his cock , it couldn't compare to this moment , right here , to your actual pussy , your ass bouncing back against him.

your tired eyes turned to mark , and he almost came in his pants , the look of your fucked out face as you grabbed a hold of his hard on. "wanna suck you off." if they were fulfilling their wishes , why couldn't you. "f-fuck o-okay." he undid his pants , pulling them down enough to let his cock out , hissing at the air hitting his sensitive tip. "fuck , please hurry and put it in your mouth."

you stroked his cock , bringing your lips to his tip , kissing it before you took him fully into your mouth. "fuck your mouth feels so good." he moaned , letting you bob your head. "so fucking warm."

"look at you , so nasty for us baby , letting us have you like this." jaemin slapped your ass. "letting your bestfriends use you as fucktoy , is that what you want , for us to keep using you as our personal fleshlight , fuck you whenever we want?" you nodded , mouth full so your hum came out muffled.

"fuck ( name ) , im gonna cum." mark whimpered , you pulled away. "i want you to cum in my mouth." you stroked his cock. "cum for me markie." you gave his tip a few kitten licks , he threw his head back. "fuck , open your mouth please , please im gonna cum." you put his tip back into your mouth , his cum spurting into your mouth , his legs twitched as his emptied himself into your cavern. "shit."

you pulled yourself off of him , swallowing his cum , sticking your tongue out. "fuck." he breathed , "that felt so good." you smiled , quickly turned into a moan as jaemin hit that one spot inside you that had your eyes rolling to the back of your head. "did i hit it pretty girl?" jaemin question. "that spot that has you going braindead?" he hit it over and over. "fuck nana , im gonna cum."

"yeah? gonna cum for us." he said his own orgasm approaching. "show me and mark how much of a slut you can be , cum for us pretty girl." he slapped your ass , you let yourself go , mark holding your body up , as jaemin pressed his hips against your ass letting his cum flood your insides. "fuck , that's it , take my cum inside your pretty hole." he grunted , thrusting a few times before pulling out , your body fell against mark , cum seeping from your cum. "look at that." he pushed it back inside. "keep it in there princess , keep it warm while we watch the movie , maybe we'll fill you up again after the movie is over."

mark helped you get dressed while jaemin , cooked the food. "thank you , for you know." mark said. "you're so cute mark , no need to thank me." you said , your head resting on his thigh. "i wanted to do that , i've alway wanted to hear you whimper for me." mark felt his cock twitching in his pants again. "re-really."

"give it a break you two." jaemin returned with the food. "let's watch the movie first , you can fuck each other after." mark blushed. "wh-what are you talking about." he stuttered. "i see you were wearing the shorts." jaemin smirked , you looked down and sure enough , you were wearing the blue shorts. "oh fuck you."

"oh trust me baby , i will again , after the movie is over."

💬 nia's note: this was a request , im not sure if they want me to tag them , so i hope they see it.

©️LUVYENI

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revehae · 2 months

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masterlist

kang seulgi

seulgi ↠ like oxygen

smut, noncon, pussy slapping, kidnapping, choking, drugging, pretty vague mention of stalking

1.2k

abductor!seulgi x fem reader

seulgi ↠ slut cafe

smut, consent is dubious, g!p!reader, yandere themes, possessive!reader, unprotected sex, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of using a knife, sub!idol

2.5k

waitress!seulgi x (f) reader

seulgi ↠ fixative

smut, noncon to dubcon pipeline, implied!stalker au, breaking and entering

2.3k

ex!seulgi x (f) reader

bae irene

irene ↠ stress toy

smut, dubcon, g!p!reader, sub!irene x dom!reader, power imbalance, unprotected sex

2.1k

maid!irene x (f) reader

park joy

joy ↠ replay

smut, stepcest, degradation, camgirling, dom!joy, recording the act, oral/face riding

2.8k

dom!joy x (f) reader

kim yeri

yeri ↠ enchant me

smut, noncon touching, oral, lowkey morally ambiguous, fairy yeri × human reader

4.0k

fairy!yeri x (f) reader

johnny suh

johnny ↠ monster (ft. yuta)

smut, noncon, choking, use of a gun

3.0k

johnny x you

johnny ↠ sexcapade

smut, professor!johnny x professor!reader, infidelity, unprotected sex, sensory deprivation, overstimulation, almost getting caught

2.2k

co-worker!johnny x (f) reader

johnny ↠ indulgence

smut, graphic descriptions of murder, of violence, noncon, mentions of pregnancy, abduction, strangling, descriptions of blood

10.3k

serial!killer x (f) reader

lee haechan

haechan ↠ day and night (ft. jeno)

smut, noncon, unprotected sex, forced breeding, mean!dom!jeno, implied sub!haechan, knife play, gun play, degradation, bondage, slapping, kidnapping, sadism

2.5k

haechan x fem reader x jeno

haechan ↠ day and night 2 (ft.jeno)

smut, noncon, mean!dom!jeno, implied sub!haechan, gun play, degradation, slapping, kidnapping, oral (m receiving), sadist!jeno, implied dacryphilia

3.1k

haechan x fem reader x jeno

haechan ↠ behind closed doors (ft. jeno)

smut, stepcest, slight noncon, (uncreative) degradation, unprotected sex (i literally forgot about the existence of condoms, oopsies), brief choking, slapping, posessive!jeno

4.5k

haechan x fem reader x jeno

haechan ↠ the perfect victim

smut, noncon, unprotected sex, forced breeding, alcohol consumption, choking, impact play, degradation

2.7k

haechan x you

haechan ↠ brother’s best friend!haechan drabble

blackmail/coercion, dubcon, degradation, no praise in sight, pussy slapping, thigh slapping, (hard)dom!haechan, dumbification, edging, objectification, hyuck being all around terrible

haechan x you

haechan ↠ crush!haechan drabble (ft. mark)

degradation, can be read as non-con but reader wants it, moderate knife play, 2 instances of mark saying “good girl”

haechan x you x mark

haechan ↠ do you like it, dr. lee? (ft. jm, jn)

smut, noncon, gangbanging, student x professor, reader is early 30s, mentions of infidelity, forced oral, forced anal, age gap (18+)

5.4k

haechan, jaemin, jeno × (f) reader

haechan ↠ dear hyuckie

smut, noncon, mc is a terrible person, stalking, unprotected sex, baby trapping

6.0k

athlete!haechan x (f) reader

lee jeno

jeno ↠ behind closed doors (ft. haechan)

smut, stepcest, slight noncon, (uncreative) degradation, unprotected sex (i literally forgot about the existence of condoms, oopsies), brief choking, slapping, posessive!jeno

4.5k

jeno x fem reader x haechan

jeno ↠ day and night (ft. haechan)

smut, noncon, unprotected sex, forced breeding, mean!dom!jeno, implied sub!haechan, knife play, gun play, degradation, bondage, slapping, kidnapping, sadism

2.5k

jeno x fem reader x haechan

jeno ↠ day and night 2 (ft. haechan)

smut, noncon, mean!dom!jeno, implied sub!haechan, gun play, degradation, slapping, kidnapping, oral (m receiving), sadist!jeno, implied dacryphilia

3.1k

jeno x fem reader x haechan

jeno ↠ hurts so good (ft. mark)

smut, unprotected sex, degradation, slapping, impact play, cheating

4.2k

jeno x you x mark

jeno ↠ hurts so good 2 (ft. mark)

unprotected sex, degradation, slapping, impact play, cheating, cuckolding without the marriage, brief mention of nonconsented recording

3.9k

jeno x you x mark

jeno ↠ do you like it, dr. lee? (ft hc, jm)

smut, noncon, gangbanging, student x professor, reader is early 30s, mentions of infidelity, forced oral, forced anal, age gap (18+)

5.4k

haechan, jaemin, jeno × (f) reader

jeno ↠ undone

smut, noncon, enemies au, unprotected sex, choking, smacking, degradation

4.1k

enemy!jeno x (f) reader

na jaemin

jaemin ↠ secret stalker

smut, noncon, stalking

1.1k

bff!stalker!jaemin x you

jaemin ↠ do you like it, dr. lee? (ft hc, jn)

smut, noncon, gangbanging, student x professor, reader is early 30s, mentions of infidelity, forced oral, forced anal, age gap (18+)

5.4k

haechan, jaemin, jeno × (f) reader

mark lee

mark ↠ bff!mark drabble (ft. haechan)

degradation, can be read as non-con but reader wants it, moderate knife play, 2 instances of mark saying “good girl”

mark x you x haechan

mark ↠ hurts so good (ft. jeno)

smut, unprotected sex, degradation, slapping, impact play, cheating

4.2k

mark x you x jeno

mark ↠ hurts so good 2 (ft. jeno)

unprotected sex, degradation, slapping, impact play, cheating, cuckolding without the marriage, brief mention of nonconsented recording

3.9k

mark x you x jeno

mark ↠ all the rage

smut, dubcon, nerd!mark, virgin!mark, coercion/blackmail, unprotected sex, nonconsented recording, oral, implied bimbo!reader

4.5k

nerd!mark × (f) reader

ning yi zhuo

ningning ↠ our little secret

smut, stepcest, manipulation, noncon to initiate, corruption

3.2k

baby step-sister!ningning x (f) reader

ningning ↠ mirage

smut, noncon, scientist! reader, siren!ningning, fucking machine, kidnapping

2.4k

siren!ningning × (f) reader

lisa manoban

lisa ↠ lust and war (ft. jennie)

smut, light dubcon, mentions of blood, biting, vampire!lisa, g!p jennie, werewolf!jennie

5.0k

werewolf!jennie x (f) reader x vampire!lisa

kim jennie

jennie ↠ lust and war (ft. lisa)

smut, light dubcon, mentions of blood, biting, vampire!lisa, g!p jennie, werewolf!jennie

5.0k

werewolf!jennie x (f) reader x vampire!lisa

jennie ↠ party monster

smut, thoughts of noncon, sub!jennie, oral, noncon recording, monsterfucking

3.3k

bff!jennie x (f) reader

shin ryujin

ryujin ↠ soul snatcher

smut, dubcon, wall sex, monsterfucking, g!p, demon!ryujin, dom!ryujin, sub!reader, oral

3.5k

demon!ryujin × (f) reader

kim chaewon

chaewon ↠ naïveté

dubcon, mermaid!chaewon x human!reader, oral, posessivelreader, dom!reader, sub!chaewon, yandere themes

4.0k

mermaid!chaewon × (f) reader

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chanelysz · 2 months

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sobre a ideia que você pediu, eu pensei em um jaemin meio possessivo (?), ciumento e dom (to carente de um jaemin assim ultimamente........)

short stories in the library — N. JM

• Jaemin!dom, bem canalha, ciumento e tudo de bom, breeding kink, school vibes, nerd x popular, apelidinhos fofos durante o ato, fixação oral, sexo sem proteção e coisitas mais que eu esqueci.

boa leitura!!

— sabe que eu faço isso pelo seu bem, não sabe, anjo?!

ele diz num tom de doçura, mas você sabe que não a nada de doce em Na.

com o boletim perfeito, as medalhas de melhor atleta da escola, os certificados grudados no corredor do colégio; tudo ali virava em torno do aluno do último ano do ensino médio, que já já se formaria e deixaria sua vida de estudando e entraria na de herdeiro perfeito - como se já não fosse um.

mas é como dizem, nem sempre o bonzinho é realmente bom.

nos corredores esbanjava sua namorada, as carícias dentro da sala de aula, os beijos e abraços sempre em cada final de jogo, e todos pensam que eles são o casal perfeito, mas o que não sabem é que você vem se tornando a obsessão do Na desde quando entrou na escola. com aquela graça toda escondia por trás dos óculos de grau, as tranças sempre finalizadas com um lacinho rosa clarinho ou roxo, os chucks nós pés e o olhar sempre baixo, segurando os livros de filosofia e artes nos braços.

ele te observava desde então, os horário de aula, o lugar em que ficava no recreio - sempre sozinha bebendo seu suco de maçã e nas poucas vezes comia uma barrinha de proteína.

Jaemin não sabia da onde essa fascinação sobre você havia nascido, mas sabia que adorava tudo aquilo. se tornou o melhor em stalkear suas redes sociais e nem precisou criar fake, te seguindo em todas as redes com a conta própria.

quando começou a se aproximar você não negou mas mesmo assim se fazia de difícil.

"essa sua carinha não me engana"

"sempre falam que as nerds são as piores"

"você fica tão quietinha dentro da sala, tirando notas melhores que as minhas... porque você não é obcecada em mim como as outras, hein?!"

essas e muitas frases eram direcionadas a você nos últimos dias quando Jaemin conseguia ficar sozinho com você, te encurralando nos corredores, finais de aula e até mesmo nas saídas ao banheiro. ele tinha os olhos em você cem por cento do tempo.

mentiria se falasse que odeia porque na verdade ama toda essa atenção. adora se fazer de boba para ele pois sabe que ama parecer te sujar, adora fazer ciúmes a ele com qualquer outro incel estranho e, o melhor de todos, adora provoca-lo pelo celular.

mandava foto das pernas com a saia quadriculada, mordendo a caneta com os lábios babados de gloss e até se atreveu a tirar uma de sutiã branco de renda fofo mas com uma intenção muita mais que fofa.

— eu não vou mais fazer isso, prometo! - a mão apertava seu cabelo e prensava seu rosto no pilar do fundo da biblioteca, te deixando encurralada pelo corpo colado ao seu.

a respiração pesada judiava de ti, o quadril do Na apertando sua bunda te fazendo sentir mais que a calça de uniforme. a outra mão cansou de ficar parada e foi direto para seus peitos apertados, os biquinhos doíam dentro do sutiã e da blusa de botão. pela raiva do Na ele poderia rasgar tudo ali e tacar o foda-se, mas como não queria alarme, resolveu te fazer sofrer mais e com os dedos apertou os pontinhos durinhos, te fazendo pulsar entre as pernas e talvez, te molhar ainda mais.

— é claro que você não vai, princesa. - a rouquidão era tão profunda na voz que o deixava assustador. apertou tão forte as mamas que sentia elas cabarem certinho nas destras. — porque... se eu ver você se atiçando com outro moleque de merda, ele não vai ta' aqui pra contar história nenhuma.

um impulso nas bandinhas foi dado e o pau do Na de repente roçava no meio delas com a saia levantada até sua cintura.

— Nana, alguém pod--

— ninguém vai ver nada se você for uma boa garota e ficar quietinha. - enquanto separava a calcinha grudada na sua bucetinha toda melada para encaixar o pau duro no seu buraquinho, levou os dedos pra sua boca sem avisar, quase lhe fazendo engasgar de tão fundo que havia enfiado. — mama aqui e cala essa boca.

você assente, roda a língua como se chupasse um pirulito docinho, dava tudo de si pra manter a sanidade e não gemer com o pouco estímulo que havia tido nesse meio tempo que o mais velho te encurralou na biblioteca. a boca indo e vindo nos dedos dele quase causaram uma combustão de poder sentir sua partezinha apertando a cabeça do pau, que nem entrado havia.

— toda bebezinha carente... - rosnou e finalmente começou a entrar totalmente dentro de ti. — que fica se fazendo de coitadinha, santinha e inocente... não passa de uma putinha que gosta de dar até quando tá dodói, né, linda?! - arrastou sua trança do pescoço para aperta-la novamente e te fazendo doer o coro, beijou sua nuca, lambeu sua bochecha, mordeu sua boca, tudo que era possível ele fazia. só não beijou porque amava a sensação de sucção que sua boquinha fazia nos dedos.

— T-tá' doendo, Nana! - chorou manhosa, mas não podia negar que amava aquilo e ele adorava ainda mais por ser intocada que só dava para ele quando sentia o formigamento na bucetinha quase virgem.

— mas tá' gostoso, não, tá?!

tirando da boca resolveu esfregar seu pontinho sensível sabendo exatamente o que fazer.

— goza no pau do Nana, goza. - acelerou as estocadas, os círculos no clitóris te fizeram delirar e revirar os olhos. teve de tampar a boca caso contrário gritaria no meio de algo que estava em completo silêncio.

— awn, porra, por favor, para... - clamava, porque sabia que gozaria fácil e não aguentaria outra por agora, tendo Jaemin só depois de um tempo. e sinceramente? não queria acabar aquilo já, mas o Na sabia exatamente aonde tocar e amava te ouvir gemer toda fofinha com cara de acabada.

— isso, amor, goza. - as suas paredes quentinhas apertaram o membro dentro ti, fazendo Jaemin delirar tendo que respirar rapidamente. ia acabar chegando lá junto de você só por amar essa sensação suja da porra dele e do seu mel juntinhos dentro do seu canalzinho.

— ai que delícia, caralho... vai melecar toda essa perninha com a minha porra? vai deixar escorrer, cê' entendeu?!

apertou as bochechas te deixando com um bico nos lábios, deixando te mais fofa e mais inocente, com os olhinhos brilhando e revirando acabou por não aguentar mais e enfraquecer as pernas pela fala do Na. solta tudo e como Jaemin disse, meleca tudo. o chão, as coxas, o pau e até mesmo os dedos que ele não havia tirado da bucetinha.

sabia que ali havia acabado mas pensaria em outra brincadeira para deixá-lo com ciúmes e te encurralar em algum outro lugar do colégio pra lhe foder como sempre fazia as escondidas.

#imagine #kpop #nct fanfic #nctzen #fanfic #nct smut #nct jaemin #na jaemin

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moodybleux · 4 days

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Since you asked for more scenarios…

Would you rather instruct your sub to eat you out while you lay back and enjoy it, or tell them to lay down and eat you out while you ride on their face?

-JM

Hmmm...

I think face riding for sure 😏 they'll get their turn, can't risk them trying to hump the bed now can I? 🤭

#JM 🩵#blue speaks #domme mommy #fem/dom #mommy k!nk #queer nsft #gentle fdom #male sub #br33d1ng #p3gging

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haetrack · 8 months

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val 19 she/her ʕ ˃̶Ⱉ˂̶ ʔ

welcome to my page :D

this account will be used to post my works and share my fic recs! because of the content of the work i post and reblog, this account is not for minors!!!!!!!

this account will be mainly for nct, and the members i feel comfortable writing are as follows: haechan, mark, jaehyun, maybe... renjun and jaemin

requests are closed as of right now and hard hours are always encouraged :3 i will not answer any asks with topics that i am uncomfortable with!

below is my masterlist, thank you for reading!

series

how it all goes | smut, angst, fluff (hc, mk, jh, jm, rj)

haechan

fics:

the devil says hi | 8k (smut, slight suspense)

spur of the moment | pt 1 pt 2 | 12.1k (smut)

bratty haechan with dom reader | req 1 | 2.4k (smut)

tread lightly | 17.6k (smut)

bratty haechan with mommy kink | req 3 | 2.2k (smut)

study buddies | 5.5k (smut)

blurbs:

[08:27] (smut)

nerd!haechan | pt. 1 pt. 2 | (smut)

biting kink with vampire haechan (smut)

cucking jaemin’s girlfriend (smut)

haechan hard hours

mark

fics:

self control | ft. jaehyun | 7.8k (smut)

soft dom mark and morning sex | req 4 | 2.4k (smut)

studying with mark | req 5 | 2.7k (smut)

mark hard hours

renjun

blurbs:

[03:23] (smut)

[17:10] (smut)

jaemin

fics:

jealous jaemin and reader | req 2 | 2.8k (smut)

five more minutes | ask | 6.4k (smut)

jaehyun

fics:

self control | ft. mark | 7.8k (smut)

blurbs:

breeding kink (smut)

#masterlist

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facefullofsadness · 4 months

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masterlist <3

note - italics are my own fics

key - s: smut, f: fluff, a: angst

+ bias list

red velvet

-may or may not write for them, but they're my ults (maybe eventually)-

aespa

but fuck sake, I'm already yours (u. ar, f)

my head, shoulders, knees, and toes (y. jm, s)

hybrid!aespa in heat (short, s)

waiting all day (k. mj, s + a)

stripper!ningning in a private room (short, s)

poly!aespa comforting you (short, f)

dom pervy stepsis!giselle x sub!reader (ask, s)

ningning nsfw headcanons (ask, s)

rockstar!winter x bandmate!reader (ask, s)

le sserafim

psychopathic but it's okay (h. yj, s + a)

dom!kazuha x sub!reader (ask, s)

sub!sakura x soft dom!reader (ask, s + f)

sub/switch!yunjin x soft dom/switch!reader (ask, s)

guitarist dom neighbor!yunjin x nerd sub!reader (ask, s)

jealous dom!kazuha x sub!reader (ask, s)

sub!yunjin x (g!p) dom!reader (ask, s)

psychopathic but it's okay aftermath (ask, a)

newjeans

popular meangirls!bbangsaz x student!reader (ask, s)

cunnilingus w hs gf!hanni (ask, s + f)

idol!bbangsaz non-con x 6th member!reader (ask, s)

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2cupids · 1 year

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pairing: jaemin x f reader

word count: 1,003

genre: smut, slight angst

cw: implied toxic relationship, mean dom jaemin, jm calls you sl*t/wh*re, pet names (baby, princess), rough s*x?, light ass slapping, he pulls your hair, mentions of pregnancy, degradation, breeding, bad attempt at writing angst at the end.

a/n: this is my early valentine’s day gift to you all even though this isn’t romantic or lovey dovey. thank you to my love bambi @127kive for helping me w a certain part 🫶🏾. love y’all and please let me know your thoughts!

“you’re such a fucking whore. i leave for 5 minutes and you’re already throwing yourself at another guy?” he rasps, voice full of anger.

“it wasn’t like that jaem—“

he glares down at you. jaw clenched, gritting his teeth; he’s pissed. “you’re always bitching about how i should let you have more freedom. but every time i do, you always start acting like a slut again.”

you cry out in response to the initial strike but savor the delicious burn it leaves behind, completely forgetting that he was even talking.

you’re pleasantly surprised when you receive another slap to your backside, this one coming with a warning. “answer me when i’m talking to you.”

he refocuses his attention on abusing your hole, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling your bedroom. “at least you’re good for one thing though.. everyone knows you can’t do shit else right,” he chuckles, a smile of pure enjoyment creeping onto his face. “you’re nothing but a stupid cock slut, you know that?”

you’re reluctant, a distasteful look making its way onto your face, nonetheless you still tell him what he wants to hear. “yes! n-nothing but a slut! s-stupid slut!”

his hands leave your ass, moving up to hold onto either side of your waist, tightly holding onto the delicate skin. his hands eventually move further down your body to your breasts, squeezing them and tweaking your nipples.

you drink in the feeling of his fingers on your tits, quietly pouting when one of his hands leaves your chest to grab a handful of your curls.

he yanks you up by your hair, pulling you flush against his chest. you gasp, wincing at the sudden, sharp pain which causes jaemin to laugh as he wraps his hand around your throat.

“the only way i can make you stop whoring around,” he mutters, warm breath fanning across your ear, “is to fuck a baby into this nasty pussy of yours.”

your breath hitches in your throat and your mind goes numb, nothing but his words replay in your head. the thought makes you whine and unintentionally clench around him.

he mumbles something under his breath and releases his grip on your neck, grabbing your jaw instead. he turns your head to the side, placing a lazy kiss on your lips, before pulling away, a thin string of saliva still connecting your bottom lips together.

he pushes you back down on the bed, snapping his hips into you. “maybe i’ll put a baby in you then skip town; disappear,” he says with a hint of amusement in his voice. “what do you think people would say about you princess? hm?”

“jaemin—“

“they’ll say you’re a dumb little whore who couldn’t keep her legs closed and got herself knocked up.” he taunts, grinning ear to ear.

a whimper falls from your mouth. your bottom lip quivers and the tears lining your eyes threaten to slip out. his words are cruel. demeaning. and they should hurt you, but instead they do the exact opposite.

you muster up the courage to protest against him, in hopes of receiving more degrading remarks. you’re about to speak when you feel his hand toying with your clit and the sentence you prepared immediately leaves your mind being replaced by the feeling of his hand between your legs.

“you know.. i wasn’t even going to let you cum, but i love the way i love this pussy grips my cock, milking me.”

he continues messing with your sensitive nub while thrusting into you, never missing a beat. you feel your thighs tremble and your muscles tense.

“fuck! please don’t stop,” you beg.

he pinches the bundle of nerves between his middle and ring fingers, sending you over the edge. your eyes roll back as your core flutters around his member, a choked sob escaping your mouth.

you feel weightless, like you’re floating, you want to stay like that forever but you’re brought back to reality by the feeling jaemin’s hip driving into your now sensitive heat, chasing after his release.

“so fucking close,” he hisses, sweat from his temples roll down his face and onto his jawline.

his once rhythmic movements become sloppy and erratic. one hand stays latched onto your hip while the other pushes your face down into the comforter.

“gonna fill this pussy up real good,” he pants. “you’re gonna take it all, yeah? my little cum whore.”

you let out a muffled ‘yes’ and within seconds a loud groan resonates from above you and a warm liquid coats your insides.

he stays inside you, letting his cock grow soft before he finally pulls out. your legs give out and you collapse on the bed, jaemin doing the same just seconds later. neither of you speak as you both lay there in silence, tension looming in the air. you hesitantly turn on your side to face him, moving your body closer to him, cuddling up next to his side.

he pushes your body away, moving off the bed to grab his sweatpants that were discarded on the floor and making his way towards the door.

“you’ve got 10 minutes to get yourself together, i’m not done with you,” he snaps, “i meant what i said about putting a baby in you.”

without another word, he turns his back to you and walks out of the bedroom, leaving your limp body sprawled out on the bed. you lay there a little while longer, feeling the hot tears begin to form in your eyes. you pull yourself off the bed with the little strength you have left and head toward the bathroom, quietly weeping.

he doesn’t care about you. words can’t explain how much it hurts, but it would hurt you even more to leave him. why do you have so much love for him?

#nct smut #nct dream smut #jaemin smut #na jaemin smut #jaemin x reader #nct hard hours #nct dream hard hours #nct scenario #nct x black reader #kpop x black reader

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hongcherry · 8 months

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Helllooooo !!! How are you ? Hope you're doing good !

I've read your writings and DAYUMN ! YOU'RE THE BEST! All your stories got me really good and I love it ! and here I just want to ask for a request if it's still open :') Jimin x reader oneshot/drabble something like friends to lovers, reader's first time but she's not innocent coz she read spicy books. maybe like she's reading a spicy chapter and tend to ask about it with him and it led to confessions, dom!jm & aftercare (like detailed aftercare). you can make it how explicit you want 🤸‍♀️ You're so good in writing so i thought should ask for a smut :') I'm sorry and thank you in advance

📖 Pairing: bestFriend!Jimin x Reader (afab)

📖 Rating/Genres/AUs: M(18+); Smut, fluff; Best friends to lovers

📖 Warnings: Reader's a virgin, protected sex, p in v, soft sex, thigh riding, fingering, aftercare, pet names (kitten), breast play

📖 Word Count: 3.4k

📖 Betas: @wooahaeproductions and @the-boy-meets-evil, thank you both for looking it over and giving me your thoughts on the fic! 🥰

📖 Author's Note: Awh, anon, thank you so much for reading my works! I really love knowing people enjoy my writing style! I apologize for the long wait. I hope you like it 😊

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He runs his hands over my bare chest. His touch is gentle, and I can feel my skin light on fire. Even though the fire burns, I can’t get enough of it. I grab his hand and press it harder against my breast, moaning into the kiss at the feeling. All my thoughts are about him. It’s just me and him in this small world.

“That’s so cheesy,” you huff to yourself.

“What’s so cheesy?”

You jump at the sound of your best friend’s voice.

“When did you get up?” you ask as you try to calm your racing heart. You slot your bookmark in your book before closing it.

Jimin glances down at the title and smirks. “Another one of your romance novels? What’s this one about? Poor girl finds rich prince and they live happily ever after?”

Jimin’s wearing a tight-fit shirt that has your eyes averting quickly.

You had never thought of Jimin in that way until recently. You’re noticing the little things of his physique. Like the way his muscles flex whenever he rakes his fingers through his hair, or how his thighs look huge in those stupid skinny jeans he likes to wear.

“No,” you argue. “But even if it was, that trope is still golden.”

“It’s cliche,” he retorts while grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.

“Not all cliches are bad,” you respond.

Jimin smiles as if he knows something you don’t.

“Whatever,” you lamely reply. “Thank me for letting you spend the night then get out.”

“Kicking me out so soon? Is your book that good?” He grins like he knows your dirty secrets.

Your cheeks heat as you’re reminded of the intimate scene you stopped at. You push aside the thoughts trying to invade your mind.

“A lot better than bickering with you,” you huff.

“Let me stay longer and I’ll pay for lunch,” he bargains.

Sighing, you agree. There’s no true reason to kick him out besides wanting to finish your book in peace. Though, Jimin’s usually good at becoming a fly on the wall once he gets situated. You figure you just need to wait twenty minutes and then you’ll both be doing your own things.

As you expected, you and Jimin are sitting on the couch thirty minutes later. He’s scrolling aimlessly through his phone, while you’re engulfed in your book.

His hands grip my hips tightly as I roll them along his thigh. Each glide has my clit brushing his muscles, and my moans don’t seem to stop. “Look at you,” he murmurs. “Getting all worked up over my thigh.”

Does that actually feel good?

“Does what actually feel good?” Jimin asks.

If you were in an animated show, you’re sure you’d be the cat that leaped fifteen feet in the air after being startled.

“What?” you question, heartbeat picking up.

“What’s supposed to feel good?” he rephrases.

“It’s nothing,” you try to dismiss, but Jimin doesn’t let you. In one swift motion, he’s plucking the novel out of your hands and scanning the page quickly.

Jimin’s eyes widen slightly at the words, then glances at you. He looks shocked to see you reading something so vulgar. Though that expression soon turns into something more mischievous.

“You’re reading this while I’m sitting next to you?” he observes.

Your face warms. It was no big deal. It’s just a book. Sure, it’s more scandalous than others, but it’s still just a book.

You shrug to act as if you’re unbothered.

Jimin smiles and hands you back the book.

You take it slowly, eyes staring at his face to see what he’s thinking.

“Don’t let me stop you then,” he says before picking up his phone again. He contorts his face back in a neutral expression—giving you the impression he doesn’t care about your spicy novel anymore.

Inhaling deeply, you look at your book; however, it’s hard to continue reading.

No matter how hard you try, you end up reading the same sentence over and over again. Damn you for thinking out loud accidentally.

You finally give up trying and look at your best friend.

“Does it really feel good to rub yourself on someone’s leg? Like, that just sounds silly,” you blurt suddenly.

Jimin’s eyes flick up from his screen.

“How should I know?” he asks.

“Aren’t you experienced or something?” you scoff, recalling his several one-night stand stories.

“I am, but you should ask someone who would be in your position.”

You hum in thought.

You’ve been best friends with Jimin for years and have talked about sex multiple times. Although it’s usually him doing the talking since you’ve never had it before.

Maybe it’s time to finally take advantage of the fact your best friend is a guy. You could learn a thing or two that could help you in the future.

“Okay, then answer this: Do guys actually find it attractive when girls squirt?” you wonder. You remember reading something about it in the last novel you picked up.

Jimin’s eyes go wide again. “Why are you suddenly asking me these kind of questions?”

“Well, you know… I’ve never done it, and I’m curious about stuff,” you begin to say. “You have experience, so you can help provide some insight. I might be less awkward when I finally do it.”

He blinks a few times then adjusts himself on the couch—appearing less stunned than a few seconds ago.

“Alright, I’ll answer your questions,” he announces.

You smile, grateful he’s not making fun of you or rejecting your request. You’re more comfortable asking him these questions than some random person on the street.

“Start with the one I just asked,” you remind.

“The answer is yes,” he simply replies.

“Really? Why? You just get soaked with… liquid.”

Jimin chuckles softly.

“It’s hot,” he shrugs.

“Hmph, okay,” you trail off as you think of your next one.

“So, you’ve had someone rub against your thigh?” you ask, still caught up with the events in your book.

“Actually, no,” he chuckles.

Your eyes widen. “Really?!”

He laughs. “Just because I’ve had sex before, doesn’t mean I’ve tried everything.”

“So,” you say slowly, “you don’t know if it feels good.”

Jimin watches you attentively. He’s quiet for a few seconds too long but finally replies.

“Why don’t you try it yourself?”

You scoff. “And who am I supposed to try it with? I guess I could use a pillow…”

“Try it with me.”

Your heart drops.

Did he just suggest you two…

“You’re kidding,” you state.

He shakes his head. “No, I’m serious. We've both never tried it, and since you’re so curious about it, might as well. You’re safe with me, remember?”

He had a point. You could see what this whole “thigh riding” hype was about with someone you could trust.

The big issue with this was trying to keep your feelings at bay. Day by day, they’ve been getting stronger. And part of you wasn’t sure if it was pure lust, or if you genuinely had feelings beyond friendship. Perhaps this was your chance to find out.

“What if I don’t like it?”

“Then we’ll stop.”

“What if you don’t like it?”

“Then we’ll stop,” he repeats. “We’re both in a safe environment. No judgment. No teasing. We’re just trying something new together.”

“Okay,” you say. “Let’s try it.”

Jimin gives you a reassuring smile and situates himself better on the couch for you. Once he’s done, he gestures to come. The new position has them looking thicker, already igniting something in your lower belly.

You’ve felt it before while reading your books, but this time felt more intense.

You slowly make your way toward him. As soon as you’re within reach, he places his hands on your hips and rubs at them soothingly.

“Let’s take these off, okay?” Jimin suggests and tugs on the waistband of your shorts.

“Okay,” you agree softly, pushing the clothing down your legs until you’re left in your basic tee and underwear.

Jimin smiles at you, easing your nerves.

“Now, sit,” he says while tapping one of his thighs.

Nodding, you straddle the thigh he gestured to. Though rather than actually sitting, you hover above it.

Jimin places his hands gently on your hips and lowers you all the way down.

You expect to feel sparks in your body, but there’s nothing. It’s not as described in your book.

“You need to move, silly,” Jimin instructs softly. There’s no mockery in his tone; he’s just keeping the tone light to not scare you away.

“I—I’m not sure how,” you mumble, placing your hands on his shoulders.

Jimin nods and then pulls your hips forward once then backward.

The act causes your clit to be brushed, making your mouth fall open slightly. It takes Jimin to guide your hips a few more times until you’re getting the hang of it.

You’re slowly rolling your hips against his leg, hitting your sensitive area so much that you’ve started breathing heavily.

“How does it feel?” Jimin asks gently.

“G-good,” you reply. You’re beginning to understand how your character feels in the book.

“What about now?” he asks, and then he’s tensing his muscles.

You let out a small gasp at the new feeling and instantly grind harder. Your hands glide down his chest, feeling his toned torso before gripping the ends of the material. You clutch it tighter–anchoring yourself to him.

Jimin simply smiles at your reaction, continuing to clench and unclench his muscles until you’re whining something too low for him to understand.

“What is it?” he coos.

“I-I need more,” you speak louder, legs growing tired; however, the addiction to the feeling forces you to keep going.

“More?” Jimin repeats as he thinks about what you mean. “Oh.”

“Please, Jiminie,” you plead.

Jimin’s breath hitches at the look you give him.

“Are you sure? You want me to be your first?” he asks.

You nod frantically. “I feel safe with you.”

“Okay,” he says quietly before lifting you off him.

You whine again, but Jimin shushes you gently as he readjusts you on the couch so your back is pressed into the cushions. Jimin spots the wet patch on your underwear, smiling at seeing how worked up you got over riding his thigh. Gradually, he starts to remove your panties.

He bites his lips at your wet core, trying to suppress a moan. Jimin slowly runs his fingers through your slick folds, which causes your hips to buck once. He does this twice more to ensure his fingers are coated thoroughly with your arousal. Then, he’s rubbing your clit with his other hand as he gradually pushes one finger into your tight hole.

You gasp, walls tightening around his digit briefly before you’re mentally telling yourself to relax. You’ve touched yourself before, but it’s different when it’s coming from someone else.

Jimin’s soon inserting a second finger, then a third when you’re ready. Each finger stretches you out more than the last. He unhurriedly pumps his fingers, fingers rubbing your walls delightfully. He curls his fingers and brushes against a spot that has you gasping.

“Already doing so well for me,” he murmurs.

His fingers begin to slide faster, rubbing the same spot until you’re moaning his name with shaky legs. You feel your walls grip his fingers, but before anything else happens, Jimin pulls away.

“Sorry, kitten, but I didn’t want you to come just yet,” he smiles, then stands from the couch.

You watch with rapt attention as he strips his lower half. The size of his cock has your eyes widening. It seems too big to fit, and there’s a small part of you that’s scared it’ll hurt.

Jimin senses your worry. “I’ll go slow. Just tell me if it hurts, okay?”

“O-okay,” you agree.

“Good,” he replies, then takes out a condom from his wallet that was on the coffee table, and slides it on. You’re not too surprised he has one with him.

While he does this, you sit up slightly and remove your shirt and bra.

Jimin eyes you, gaze roaming your bare body.

“Fuck, you’re so stunning,” he groans slightly and leans down.

His lips meet yours in a languid kiss, gently parting your lips with his tongue. With his mouth still against yours, he pushes you back down onto the couch.

He settles himself between your legs, adjusting you slightly to accommodate him. Your arms wrap around his neck while he props himself up on either side of your head.

Jimin travels one hand down your chest and massages one of your breasts. You moan into the kiss, arching your back into his hand. He pinches your nipple carefully, causing you to squirm slightly.

Jimin chuckles, pulling away for a small breather, but then he’s on your mouth again.

Though you don’t mind. Jimin’s lips are addicting, and you could easily kiss him for the rest of the day.

His hand moves to your other breasts, groping and pinching while he kisses your lips swollen.

The need between your legs is growing. It almost makes you delirious with how badly you need him inside you.

“Please,” you plea softly against his lips.

He nods, pulls away from the kiss, and glides his hand down your body until it’s on his cock.

Jimin rubs his dick between your folds a couple of times before aligning the tip with your entrance. Ever so gracefully, he’s pushing the head inside, watching the way your pussy stretched for him.

You whimper, tightening your hold.

“Shh, just relax. I just need you to relax and breathe,” Jimin instructs softly.

You nod and do as he says. Jimin pushes in further, gradually inserting more of his length until he’s filled you up with everything he has.

He remains still, murmuring encouraging words and kissing you softly to distract you from any pain you feel.

After a while, you tell him to move. The feeling of his cock gliding against your walls has you seeing stars. The pain from the stretch has left and been replaced with pure pleasure.

Jimin takes his time with you. He’s moving so carefully that you reassure him he can move a little faster. So he does. He increases his speed, but it’s still at a pace that won’t hurt you. Just enough for you to feel more.

“How are you doing?” he asks, breathing heavier than before.

“S-so full,” you mumble. “This feels so good. You feel so good.”

Jimin smiles and pecks your lips. “You feel good, too.”

You grin back. Something in your chest blooms at his praise. You like knowing you’re making him feel just as good as he’s making you feel.

Jimin leans down to place open-mouth kisses against your neck. He continues to rock his hips as he sucks and nips on your skin. His tongue laps against those areas to soothe them before he moves to the next.

After a while, he moves away from your neck and snakes a hand between your bodies to rub your clit.

“Oh!” you exclaim, head pressing against the cushions roughly. The act makes the knot in your tummy tighter. Your legs begin to shake as your walls contract around his length.

“I-I think I’m close,” you say.

“Just relax and let go, kitten. I’m right here. I’ve got you,” Jimin reassures and increases the movements of his hips and fingers.

You close your eyes, mind zeroing in on the pleasure he’s inflicting on your body. The pleasing stretch of your pussy, the rubbing of his cock against your walls, the quick circles on your clit. It all pushes you over the edge.

Jimin curses under his breath as you climax around him. You’re shuddering under him; his name falling heavenly from your mouth. Jimin can’t last any longer and comes with you, filling the condom with his seed.

You hold onto Jimin as you slowly come down from your high. Sweat coats both your bodies, both breathing heavily from the intensity of it all. After a while, Jimin carefully pulls out.

You whine at the feeling, but Jimin eases you with a few rubs on your thigh.

Jimin leaves to discard the condom in the bathroom. You hear the water running and the sound begins to lull you to sleep. However, just as you’re teetering on the edge, Jimin’s picking you up and carrying you to the bathroom.

You see he’s drawn a bath for you both.

He slips you in first, then follows suit. He sits behind you while you sit between his legs—back against his chest.

The warm water feels good on your aching muscles. You didn’t even realize how sore you feel until now.

It’s silent for a long time, but just being near Jimin feels nice. He started to massage your body, laying a few kisses here and there as time passes.

You’re the first to break the silence.

“Thank you.”

“What for?” he asks.

“For letting me try new things with you.”

He chuckles. “Well, what did you conclude? Does thigh riding feel good?”

“It did,” you murmur, “but what came after felt better.”

You half expect him to make an egotistical joke, but he doesn’t.

“I agree,” he smiles and pecks your neck.

“Do you feel awkward with me now?” you wonder. The idea of ruining a great friendship just so you could “try things out,” makes your mouth taste sour.

“No, I feel,” he pauses, “I feel closer to you.”

You glance back at him, causing his hands to slowly fall away from your body.

“Closer as friends or,” you trail off.

Jimin smiles shyly, eyes glancing away briefly. You admit that the idea of being with Jimin in a romantic way has crossed your mind before, but you never let it linger. It’s never been something you really wanted. However, you know if you actually sat down and considered it, it’d solidify the idea more. Right now you were fine with being friends.

Though, if the opportunity to be more ever arose…

“Do you like me, Jimin?” you ask.

Jimin’s eyes grow at your question. “Of course I do! This didn’t change anyth—”

“As more than friends?” you clarify.

He’s quiet again. You think you’ll have to ask again, but he finally speaks. “I think I’m starting to feel that way.”

Although you like the response, you wonder if he would feel the same if he hadn’t just had sex with you.

“Was the sex that good?” you tease, trying to get your answer in a discreet way.

Jimin shakes his head instantly. “No—I mean, yes. It was amazing, but I didn’t grow those feelings because of it. I—I started to like you more than a friend a few weeks ago.”

“Oh?” you express, half surprised and half relieved.

Jimin runs a hand through his hair nervously. “It was when you bought all those donuts for that group of high schoolers.”

You laugh and raise your brows. “Seriously?”

He shrugs sheepishly.

“That’s sweet,” you comment and lean back against him. This time, you rub his thighs soothingly. There’s no sexual intent behind your actions, just want to repay for the massage from earlier.

“Would you want to try to be something more?” he asks, hands resting on your sides.

There’s a fear that it won’t work out and your friendship will be over. However, you’ve already done something that could terminate your friendship. You’ve heard of exes staying friends, so maybe you and Jimin could be like that if things didn’t work out.

Jimin is a great guy. He’s caring, thoughtful, and loyal. Plus, he’s handsome and attractive. Even his “red flags” aren’t necessarily evil–unless you consider leaving the toilet seat up evil. There aren’t many reasons to deny him. Again, it’s not that you didn’t like him like that.

So, with a smile on your face, you nod. “Yes, I’d like that.”

“I’m glad to hear,” Jimin says. You can tell by his cheery tone that he’s grinning like you.

“So, maybe next weekend can be our first date as a couple?” he asks. “If that’s too fast, just tell me.”

You giggle and shake your head. “Next weekend sounds perfect.”

Jimin hums, turning you carefully so you’re facing him. Then, he’s pressing his lips against yours in a sweet kiss.

You have a feeling you’re going to fall for Park Jimin embarrassingly fast.

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bangtanfanfiction · 2 years

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layin’ low → kth (M)

Inspired by the queen Hyolyn’s release ‘Layin’ Low’.

M.List

♢ Pairing: Taehyung x Idol!Reader ft. Jeongguk and Jimin as dance partners

♢ Word count: 4.4k

♢ Genre: fluff, smut, secret relationship Warning: swearing, jealous/possessive behavior, female & male oral sex, quickie, backstage sex, dirty talk, slight dom Tae

↳ Hyolyn always has me hook, line and sinker for every comeback she does. So here’s a one shot inspired by the dance of her new song cause I’m a thirsty bitch :´)

Blankly staring at the surface of the table beneath your laptop, you took a slow, contemplating sip of your now watered coffee in the tall, slim glass, matching clear straw to follow. The screen of your laptop stared back at you as you grumbled again.

The paused frame of the dance practice to your newest song was currently your largest annoyance.

The finished product of practicing and recording it with your dancers ended last week, and not even a whole week later, your management informed you of a scheduled invitation to a special stage collab for an upcoming award show.

The deal breaker?

You had complete control over the collab, in terms of inviting who you wanted to join you. The show executives arranged a meeting with you and requested you made it into a ‘star studded’ stage if possible. You had said yes, cause why the fuck not? It was the perfect opportunity for promoting the newest song, and you needed clout at the end of the day in this crazy industry.

The process of recruiting people was tricky, you decided. Especially without the assistance of a whole team or management behind your back. You had many friends, no secrets there. Male and female idols alike from numerous groups in the industry.

But the condition had been ‘star studded’ to the point that would get the whole industry and tabloids talking. So you were forced to start ranking your friends on a popularity poll.

And as much as you tried to be objective and not a rude friend, the end result had been obvious before you even started researching. Your most famous friends were at the end of the line; BTS.

Now you were in the position of how to ask two of your boyfriend’s groupmates to perform a very, sexual and questionable song with you live on stage in front of his face.

You had tried to the ends of your abilities to try and switch Taehyung’s schedule with his manager and personal team, to the point of nearly whining like a literal child with the manager and begging for him to have time to practice with you. But, alas, it had been a fruitless try. He was packed with personal schedules and was not able to change the schedule for your dance.

Sighing to yourself in misery, you took a look around the HYBE canteen around you and instead tried to admire the vast space, grey wall and floor-to-ceiling windows that showcased the entirety of Yongsan district to your view.

The coffee had been very tasteful when you first ordered it. But the amount of time sitting here had watered it down like any other iced coffee. You were a self-appointed caffeine addict and were picky with your choice of drinks even if they ended up being the same ones. But you had been impressed knowing they were experienced baristas hired to work in the canteen’s coffee bar rather than just random part-timers.

Quantity over quality, you supposed. Even for coffee making.

The surrounding people were only staff, to your understanding. All are either working or eating lunch with colleagues. Some had greeted you in passing, but not other idols in sight.

Finally determined, you made up your mind before chickening out and wrote a quick text to Taehyung about his whereabouts. He was always quick at replying when it came to you, saying, ‘Lounge with jk, jm and Hobi Hyung.’

With that, you packed away your things and made your way toward their private lounge.

The current company you were signed with hade made HYBE their new home after its finished renovations. It had been a positive change for you as a small solo artist, as well as your relationship with Taehyung. The company building was large enough for both of you to be at work at the same time without feeling forced to be in each other’s presence every day.

Both of you had the freedom to work by yourselves and see each other when the need for a quick cuddle, lunch, or coffee date arose and go separate ways again. It was the ideal setting for your secret relationship.

Arriving at the massive, private practice room labeled for BTS - you walked through the empty space littered with some of their personal belonging before entering the closed door of their lounge, greeting the sight of the four men relaxing in various places around the room on their phones.

“Hey Y/N.”

“How’s it going, Y/N?”

“Hey, beautiful.”

Returning the greetings warmly, you dropped down next to Taehyung on the couch with a peck on his cheek as his hand laced through yours naturally, lifting it to his mouth for a soft caress.

“Were you working on something?” Jimin glanced at the laptop you put on the table, as well as your poorly hidden disgruntled appearance.

“...just figuring something out,” you replied vaguely, casually trying to glance around the room and get a sense of the mood they were in.

They all seemed to be in a relatively good one, so maybe it was your chance to ask them about it.

“Actually guys…” leaning forward, they all turned their attention to you. “Are any of you free to do a collab stage with me for the upcoming award show?”

“Why not Taehyungie hyung?” Jeongguk questioned what you had expected to begin with.

“I’m too busy,” he replied, rubbing an apologetic hand on your back, but you already understood him.

“What kind of collab?” Hoseok asked. “I’m a bit busy working on some songs with Yoongi hyung right now.”

“It’s a dance collab to my new song, you know the one I showed you guys a few weeks ago.”

Jimin lurched up from his lounging position with a giggle. “You mean that crazy, sexy song? Taehyungie said it gave him bedroom vibes.”

The two men proceeded to share a snicker at the memories as you rolled your eyes good-naturedly in return. “Yes, the very sexy song - which is why I asked you guys, 'cause you’re basically like brothers to me so it wouldn’t be awkward.”

“That’s not exactly how you ask us to perform a sexy collab with you, Y/N,” Jeongguk pointed out with an amused tilt of his lips. “I’m sure that’s illegal.”

“Oh shut up, you know what I meant,” you whined in return, collapsing back into Taehyung’s chest as he chuckled at your expense, hand wrapping around your waist and pulling you into his side - an action that always made your stomach flutter not matter the time spent together.

“Sure, I’ll do it - I’m not too busy besides the usual work we do before an award show,” Jimin offered with a grin. “How many people do you need?”

With a thankful grin, you then turned to the youngest, “Two?”

He returned the look knowingly before giving in quickly. “Fine, I’ll do it - just because it’s you, Y/N.”

“You’re the best!” With a cheer, you jumped up to hug them both tightly.

“What’s the choreography like?” It was Hoseok who had asked in interest as your smile slightly dropped hesitantly.

“It’s…uhm, emotional?”

At their quizzical looks, you couldn’t help but flush slightly in embarrassment. “Uh, you can watch it on the laptop, it’s unlocked,” you said before quickly addressing your boyfriend. “Tae, can we talk?”

Before he or the others could comprehend, you had pulled him out of his seat and out the door inside the empty practice room.

“What’s wrong?”

“I just wanted to check if you were alright with all of this.”

His confused look eased the slight pressure you felt. “About the collab?”

“Well yeah,” you scratched the back of your neck sheepishly. “You remember I told you it was quite a mature concept.”

He must have sensed the anxiety as you spoke those words because Taehyung pulled you into a hug before pressing a soft kiss on your lips which you returned almost gratefully.

“Y/N, I’m okay. So all you need to do is concentrate on that performance and do your best. Don’t worry about me, really.”

Resting your head against his chest, you sighed happily. “I love you, you know.”

“I love you too,” he laughed softly, pecking the top of your head.

Taehyung couldn’t believe that the one time he lied his fucking ass off would be to your face. But following the current dry rehearsal to the upcoming collaboration between you and two of his brothers, made him consider if it was a mistake to lie.

To be completely honest with himself, he had been against it the moment you had mentioned it in the lounge and he knew where it was going. Was he against it because it happened to be his group mates? Of course not, he trusted them with his life and they were among the few people that knew about his relationship with you.

Was it the fact that someone else got to put their hands on parts of your body that only he was privileged to? Fuck yes.

The only reason he had decided to lie to your face and encouraged you to do it was due to the reminder of your excitement months ago - When you had basically come to him running with a childlike grin full of excitement and babbled off about this new outline you had to a song and the mature concept that you couldn’t wait to try out for the first time in your career.

Taehyung had always considered himself to be a supportive boyfriend and fellow artist, but he never realized how fucking hard it would be to watch you grind against someone on the floor that wasn’t him.

If it weren’t for it being Jimin and Jeongguk, he probably would have jumped on stage and pried you away from them. But BTS were praised for their professionalism for a reason - they all knew to separate personal lives from work, and the performance was just that; work.

But this was also the only time Taehyung felt himself getting annoyed over how amazing performers they both were. With their gazes roaming your body, hands clutching at your hips and thighs, he could have been convinced they were ready to fuck your brains out.

It didn’t help that your stage outfit consisted of a skimpy glittering, nude bodysuit with a thong that showed off that perky ass and your smooth legs wearing a pair of stilettos he was sure would break any other normal person’s ankles dancing like you were.

Jeongguk and Jimin wore silky satin shirts in black and white respectively matching the glittering fabric on your body, and black jeans belted around their hips. The clothes were made to show off the sensual, silhouettes of your bodies and add to the sexual tension showcased on stage. Their shirts also happened to be unbuttoned at the top to show off a teasing amount of skin.

The only positive thing he could take away from this was that your bodysuit was a high neck and was long-sleeved, but its skin-tight quality didn’t help in his brain.

But all he could do was stand and watch blankly - playing the role of a fellow artist and not a jealous boyfriend.

“Wow, she really went all out this time,” Hoseok praised, watching the performance intently with the eyes of a fellow dancer. Damn his hyung, and his ability to objectively watch a performance that was making his own dick hard.

“Mhm,” the mumble was all he managed to reply with.

The original choreography had only lasted a minute or so including the male dancers in your music video - but because it was such a rare and special collaboration, you had lengthened the performance and added more choreography to make the stage more worthwhile.

He understood why. It wasn’t often BTS accepted collaborations at award shows, especially not on their own home turf with the hateful scrutiny of the public and fans alike. As well as the notorious rule of not interacting with the other sex, besides professional greetings.

The last run of the dry rehearsal started again while he was lost in his thoughts, and Taehyung snapped his focus back on the stage as the song started over with you kneeling on the floor, before snapping your thighs open and the BTS duo smoothly slid in on each side of you, grinding their bodies against you as you sang effortlessly into the mic taped against your cheek, returning their smoldering gazes.

‘1, 2, 3, 4 You, I, Live, For 1, 2, 3, 4 Watch me, Burning, Screaming

Boy, cause you You got me layin’ low You got me layin’ low

My tears are running down Such a bad habit, boy’

Your solo dance break in the middle had actually been the strongest struggle of his yet to date. The way Taehyung had fought to not react more than a raise of his eyebrows, watching you rolling around on the floor, your ass in the air and sensual body rolls that sent his mind right into the gutter.

Releasing a low groan that could be interpreted as exhaustion by those around him, Taehyung let out a long sigh, tongue poking the side of his cheek to showcase an air of nonchalance. The rehearsal was finishing up in a few minutes so with a casual stretch of his legs, he spoke to Hoseok.

“Gonna run to the bathroom real quick.”

Hoseok stared at him with a long, knowing look, brow flicked up with a smirk. “Oh yeah? Your stomach must hurt real bad, huh?”

Knowing he was already busted, Taehyung played along. “Horrible actually, might take a while.”

Hoseok glanced casually to the side at the crew and staff getting ready to clean up and prepare for their own rehearsal before shaking his head. “You got twenty minutes.”

He knew if he was a minute late, the dance leader would kick his ass ten times over.

Taehyung returned the smirk with a shrug while walking backward. “More than enough for me.”

“You did good.”

Snapping your head up from your mindless scrolling on your phone, Taehyung was standing in the doorway of your dressing room, hands lazily in the pockets of his dark forest green suit pants. Black curly hair strands framed his face, and looking outwardly handsome as he always did.

You grinned proudly at the compliment. “Thank you, babe! Jeongguk and Jimin were crazy quick at picking up choreo, like-”

He walked inside leisurely, closing the door behind him. The sound of the lock clicking in place made your eyes glance in the direction of one of his hands behind his back.

“-not that I was even worried to begin with, it’s them after all,” you continued slowly, slightly tensing up at the flat look on his face and straightening up on the leather couch.

“They looked great. You all did,” Taehyung agreed.

Your brain was whirring in your head, not sure how to depict his current mood. At first, you thought he was angry - but taking a closer look it seemed more like a fleeting annoyance.

Slightly fumbling with the half-folded blanket on your lap, you let your confusion show. “Is everything okay?”

His tongue swiped across his upper lip in what you assumed was a nervous action before he spoke, a voice deeper than you expected to hear. “No, I’m quite pissed off actually.”

Not having been a person to ever take bullshit from someone, especially not your own boyfriend with his unreasonable mood, you replied back with a flat voice. “I can see that. And you better have a damn good reason, especially because of the agreement we had before this.”

But rather than speaking, Taehyung suddenly stalked closer and dropped to his knees before you, causing your back to completely straighten as your eyes widened from anger to shock and trying to read him.

Throwing the blanket aside, he parted your legs with his large hands and pressed closer before muttering. “I’d rather show you.”

Okay, so angry wasn’t the only thing he felt, you realized.

With a surprising firmness he hadn’t used on you often, his hand wrapped around your throat from the front and yanked you into a bruising kiss that made your breath hitch. His tongue parted your lips impatiently, teeth clashing for a moment before caressing your own tongue as your eyes fluttered shut and a small sigh parted from you.

Your burning annoyance was always so easily extinguished and melting into the tingling want, your boyfriend was expertise in coaxing forward with a single touch of his tongue anywhere on your body.

From splaying across your neck, the same hand went up underneath your jawline and forcefully pried you away from him as you stared back with a clouded gaze, still recovering from the aggressive kiss. His fresh breath fanned across your lips in what seemed like a teasing caress.

“Tae…” the whisper from you came out breathless. You wanted to stop him because this was public. Even with the door locked, it wasn’t soundproof as you heard several muffled voices walking passed the door. But it was hard for you to breath, let alone speak at this point.

“Thought I wouldn’t mind, did you?” He muttered back, pressing an open-mouthed kiss against the column of your throat as your eyes fell back shut, swallowing back a hum. “Thought I’d play the perfect boyfriend while watching you grind against my friends in front of me, huh?”

A low whine escaped from his onslaught of sensual kisses against your skin, some firmer than others.

A reprimanding hiss from between his breath accompanied by a gentle nip made you nearly stutter. “Answer me properly.”

“Yes,” you breathed out harshly. “Thought you were fine.”

“Hmm,” Taehyung hummed before you felt a smirk and goosebumps peppered your skin with his next words. “Then I’ll just have to remind you.”

Without a single pause, he straightened up and gripped your ankles, pulling you forward with surprising strength as the back of your head rested on the back of the couch, your bare legs over each of his shoulders and spread wide apart for his eyes.

Dark brown eyes were taking in your stage outfit with a hungry expression. Licking his lips, he came closer, mouth forming a path up your inner thighs as your chest heaved in anticipation. Experienced hands popped open the buttons of your bodysuit, revealing the thin nude thong underneath already damp and darkening the fabric.

“Always so quick to get wet for me,” Taehyung’s deep voice scratched against his throat in satisfaction.

Too impatient and short on time, his kisses finally reached their intended target, pressing firmly against your mound and over your underwear as his tongue came out, licking a stripe up your pussy. Not bothering with his usual favorite pastime of teasing and edging you - Taehyung began mouthing at the fabric covering your clit.

Your breaths turned positively erratic with the way you tried to keep your sounds down to a minimum and not alert anyone on the other side of the door. Your hands finally flew up to grip at his perfectly styled hair, pulling at the strands desperately as he continued his ministrations, your panties already soaked and ruined.

Almost leisurely, he pulled the offending fabric aside and leaned forward to suck against your clit with a pleased hum as a high-pitched moan managed to tear from you, your spine tensing in slight fear from the volume. The pleasure pulsing through your lower body was making you sweat in anticipation. The sudden warning scrape of his teeth against your mound made your eyes flicker down to meet his own raised to watch you.

“Let me hear you, princess,” he separated away from you long enough to utter those words before going straight back.

“But Tae-” your words turned into a moan at the feeling of a finger pressing inside of you, easily finding your g-point with its familiarity and length.

“That’s it, baby, let me hear who you belong to,” Taehyung praised, tongue moving in and flicking in synchronization with his fingers, your thighs tensing around his shoulders and head.

With one finger holding the fabric of your panties to the side as the other continued slipping in and out, a second one following quickly making you twitch and stutter out a breath of his name. His fingers started pumping in and out almost vigorously, the obnoxious sound of your wetness being the loudest sound in the room as your breathing increased, gripping his hair even harder, nails digging into his scalp as Taehyung groaned at the sensation.

"Fuck, you're dripping all over," he moaned, teeth scraping against your skin as his thumb returned to your clit with new fervor.

The added sensation made your moans louder, hips moving, intensifying the pleasure flaring up inside. His fingers dragging against your inner walls made it even harder to resist as you felt your resolve falling.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck."

You didn’t know who you were talking to, the words falling out in a breathless mutter as Taehyung continued to fuck you with his long fingers. You could feel it coming, body gradually losing control - mindlessly trying to chase that feeling of completion as he had to pin your hips down against his mouth, grabbing both of your asscheeks tightly to hold you still.

His thumb rubbing at your clit oh so skillfully was making your mind hazy. Taehyung was feeling it too - the way your whole body was starting to tense. Thighs shaking as you begged him to finish it. His dick was so fucking hard while kneeling on the ground that he could almost come just from the motions of your continuing to rub up against his mouth.

"Cum for me, princess."

There was that damned name again. The moment he uttered the sentence, you felt your orgasm wash over you, walls clenching the thread of control snapping as your body trembled and tried to muffle the cries by biting down on your lip. But Taehyung wouldn’t let her. He continued to draw out your pleasure, fingers slowing down and thumb circling slower.

Your chest was heaving, trying to catch your breath with strands of hair plastered to the sweaty skin.

His fingers slipped out as you watched him lift them up to his mouth, sucking the taste of you clean with a pleasing hum, as you stared intensely at the erotic sight.

“Delicious,” he mumbled.

You genuinely thought he was done ravishing you, but as he stood up and started to undo the belt around his hips, the pounding of your clit flared up again in anticipation.

“Come here, baby.”

With slightly stiff legs, you obeyed him and stood up. The tall heels still strapped to your feet gave you the extra advantage as you were only an inch away from being eye level with him.

As your bodies brushed up against each other, Taehyung didn’t have to worry about your balance, well aware of the levels of your flexibility even in heels as he grabbed your right leg and wrapped it nice and tight around his hipbone. You leveraged yourself with your arms wrapped around his neck as he reached down to press the head of his freed cock against your hole.

“Fuck, need you so bad,” he muttered almost in pain and followed with a relieved groan as he bottomed out with your breath stuttering along.

You don’t know how you managed to stay firm in those stilettos heels as Taehyung began to fuck you in earnest, not holding back as your nails dug into his skin and his own hands kept you balanced by cupping your ass that would bruise later.

Your thighs were burning in their position, but you had no fucks to give with the way you were losing your mind at his rough, shallow thrusts, meeting each of your low moans as your head fell forward into the nape of his shoulders, kissing and sucking the skin to keep your mouth occupied.

Suddenly you were airborne, Taehyung having lifted you up as both of your legs wrapped his hips and found a new position as he pressed you against a free space of the wall, forcing your head up against and kissing you messily.

You thought he was fucking you earlier? Now with the new leverage of the wall against your back, he was ready to demolish you.

His hips and skin slapping against yours were making you dumb of any thoughts, the restrain of remaining silent gradually slipping away as your moans went from low to who-the-fuck-cares.

Your face was morphed in constant pleasure as you were turning positively desperate. “Tae, Tae…please, need to cum!”

You knew your positions were in the same boat with the way he didn’t even bother to tease you any longer, only moaning himself as he nodded. “Shit, me too, baby, me too…cum for me alright. Be a good girl and cream yourself on my cock.”

One of his hands went to your clit, rubbing it as he continued to pound into you without mercy. And this time the thread didn’t simply snap, it splintered into pieces, your orgasm seemingly endless and spreading down to your toes and stomach as you stiffened, legs shaking as you whined.

Taehyung followed quickly, as your cunt fluttered around his cock, groaning and moaning into your open mouth as his hips stuttered and slowed down. Minutes must have passed as both of you calmed down, when a light knock came on the door, startling you both and sending panic through your still-intertwined bodies.

But then Jimin’s voice called out in obvious amusement. “You got five minutes to clean up, Kim Taehyung.”

“You told him!?”

“Of course not,” Taehyung grinned sheepishly. “But Hobi hyung probably did.”

“You should have worn a condom to avoid this mess,” you frowned in reply, glancing down before meeting his apologetic gaze.

“Sorry, baby. I wasn’t really thinking straight.”

“Obviously,” was your dry, yet amused response as he finally put you down and you stumbled towards the makeup table and grabbed a pack of wet tissues.

As you both finished cleaning up, you couldn’t help but shove him in slight annoyance. “The next time you feel like being jealous, tell me honestly, idiot.”

With an innocent smile, he pulled you into a snuggly hug, voice muffled against your neck. “But baby, I love our jealous, angry fucks.”

You couldn’t disagree as you grumbled. “At least give me a warning next time.”

Straightening back up, he pecked your still-swollen lips with sparkling eyes. “Deal.”

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How’s that for a little comeback? lmao

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tacticalkinky · 9 months

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“How Long Can He Last?”

A König x Reader oneshot by JM (me!)

Tags: könig x reader, slight foot fetish, bdsm, dom!y/n, sub!könig, handcuffs, edging

AN: There is some palming of a cock with the toe of a steel toed boot but it is not heavily based on that. Mostly bdsm and domination specifically. There is HEAVY edging though.

Written by: judaciousmars

“Y/n, wait-“ he yelps, cut off by a significant wave of pleasure. König tries very hard to dominate you but is already helpless when he’s taken aback by your firm grip on his crotch. You lean against his shoulder and pin his wrists above his head with one hand. Shockingly, you can fit both of his wrists in one hand. “Is that good baby?” You ask, your words twirling around his ear and making him shudder. König watches your actions below his belt with wide, yearning eyes. The blue irises seem more crystal clear than normal. “Y-yes honey~” he whispers, biting his lip between baited breaths.

“You’re getting so hard for me huh?” You ask him, the inquisitive “huh” curling your lips into a smirk. König struggles his wrists against your grip, but sees he is no match for your strength and instead relaxes to hopefully ease the burning tension he has to cum. He made this bet, the bet that he’d last longer than a minute if you dommed him of course. Both König and Ghost were super cocky and boastful yesterday about how being topped doesnt make them cum. Then doubled the trouble they were in when they asked you and Soap to test them on that bet. You and Soap took one knowing glance at each other, accepted the challenge, and decided youd start the timer that night in your rooms at home.

So now, König suffers the consequences of his actions, under your hands. You swirl the pads of your fingertips up and down his shaft already prodding the cloth that covered it. His hips buck and twitch every so often. Throbbing, pulsing, aching, his cock grows larger under your control. “What’s my name, big boy?” You ask him, the tip of his cock splashing a tiny bit of precum on to his pants. “Fuck you.” König teasingly snaps, rolling his eyes as he looks for a break in your hold. Instead, you make it tighter as you cock your head to the side and smile. “Oh, is that so?”

You keep the hold on one of his wrists and bring him to his knees by sweeping under his leg just enough to make him lose balance. As he quivers and shakes to attempt to keep himself contained, you find the metal cuffs you keep in your drawer and suspend his wrists behind his back. König looks up at you with puppy dog eyes but a smile that cant contain a devilish giggle. You still have your boots on and you use this to your advantage by gently palming his crotch with the toe of your boot. You know how much it hurts to get hit in the balls by metal, so youre very gentle, but nevertheless unforgiving. König clamps his knees together in a desperate attempt to keep from ejaculating in his pants. “Where’s that bratty energy now, schatz? Ready to give up?”

“Hardly.” König growls, struggling beneath the cuffs but unable to budge them one bit. You chuckle, arms crossed as you budge his cock some more. König was in no way a foot fetishist but knowing that at any minute you could crush his balls with your boots made more blood flow to the tip. The fear you instilled in him was so challenging and so intoxicatingly orgasmic. “Fuck! Dommy I can’t-“ König desperately began to exclaim, the sensations rubbing against his sweet spot vigorously. “You can’t what?” You tease, standing off of his pants but tilting his head up to face you.

“I can’t take it- Ah-“ König attempts to speak once more, grimacing and squirming to attempt to ease the tension again. You close in on him and lightly press his head against your crotch. You pull his head back slightly. “Smell.” You command. “Take in what you could be fucking right now.”

König seems confused at a 45 degree angle, but accidentally inhales a little sharply and takes in the aroma of your musk. Perfume vanilla with sugar cane alcohol, and a perfect outline of your bulk making him absolutely crazy. Like waving a steak in front of a hungry dog. König attempts to resist by pulling back, but the scent and your grip on his hair alone makes him keep coming back for more.

“Dommy, I- ungh~…” he groans, the pressure in his cock dealing a worse tension than he had ever felt before. “I’m fucking-“ he rasps, taking deeper breaths. “Youre what baby? Use your words.” You tease, knowing that that alone was probably just enough to get him over the edge. But seeing his last feeble attempt at remaining stiff, you let him struggle one more time, then finally put him out of his misery. But not before putting his pulsating cock on display for your viewing pleasure. Before doing anything, you bend down and unzip his pants, pulling his cock out of the hole of his boxers. Then, with a lilt and a smile, you tease him one more time.

“Beg for me, puppy.”

König nearly screams as he lets out a hefty moan. The tip of his cock erupts a viscous white liquid and splatters on your pants and his both, the load looking entirely like a soda can spill. “Fuck!” König whispers loudly. You shush him anyway, both in a boastful and a “shut up you dont want to wake up the neighbors” way, and stop your stopwatch on your phone.

König takes a few regular breaths and collects himself as you free him from the cuffs. König rubs his wrists in a slight twinge of wrist irritation. “Phew. How long was that?” König asks excitedly, as he takes off the waist half of his clothing to be washed. You look at your phone. “Oddly? Three minutes and forty two seconds. You did better than I thought you would.” You answer, looking for wet wipes to help him wipe himself off.

“I’ll bet Simon’s was shorter. Ha!” König chuckles to himself. He then lies down on your shared bed half naked and covers himself up. “Are you coming to bed baby?” König asks, resting his head on his hand.

“Yeah! I just gotta text someone real quick.” You chirp, assuring him softly. He nods and cuddles up in bed to get ready to fall asleep.

You text the words, “Three minutes and forty two seconds. Yours?”

Soap replies, “Three minutes and thirty six seconds. Damn!”

You both send each other laughing emojis, and you then set your phone down on your nightstand and cuddle with König after ditching your pants as well. That sure was fun. Can’t wait to do it again.

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