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starryseung · 4 years

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bang chan + mirror sex

◜02 kinktober◞

! : 1k , mirror sex (surprise!) , fingering , unprotected sex , chan is angry >:( , for @neptune-xuxi !

“go to the bedroom, undress, on your knees on the bed.”

you didn’t need to be told twice, especially with that tone chan was using. you knew he was pissed, his jaw clenched, vein prominent on his neck down his chin. you knew better than teasing chan while he was in the recording studio with the rest of his producing team, giggling whenever changbin would make a dumb joke, poking his biceps with a glint in your eyes chan could clearly distinguish, leaning over the younger male as you scrolled through social media.

chan had told you to be comfortable with them, but maybe you didn’t know the limits.

a shiver of excitement spread through you and you nodded, biting your lip before turning back to the bedroom. placing your bag on the ground, you quickly remove your tank top and jeans before taking a breather, because you knew chan wasn’t going to give you a break anytime soon until the next morning.

you lie comfortably in your underwear onto the soft white sheets, fixing your hair in the mirror across the bed. palms placed right above your knees, legs folded under you making you look so small and vulnerable in the mirror across you.

chan drops his bag with a soft thud on the wooden floor and you gulp, brain flooding with what was about to come. he pushes the door open and your body automatically tenses as he walks in. clicking his tongue when he looks at you, his eyes squint to glare at you for a split second before closing the door shut behind him.

"baby, you can't follow orders now, can you?"

you look up at him questioningly, opening your mouth to ask him, but he's quick to hold your jaw between his thumb and index, grazing his fingers on your chin to make you face yourself in the mirror you were adoring yourself in not minutes ago.

your black lacy lingerie at which you smiled at a few minutes ago, made your eyes go wide in shock. fuck, you hadn't removed your underwear.

"it's alright, babygirl," he starts, unbuckling his belt before tossing the leather and his pants away, climbing onto the bed to sit himself right behind your frame. he brings his hand down your shoulders, tracing your bra strap before reaching down to your breasts. "good that you know what’s gonna happen," he hisses, lips touching your ears as his hot breath fans over your neck.

he cups the flesh between his fingers and squeezes it, his long slender digits toying with your nipples through the lace fabric. your breathing hitches in your throat, eyes closing at the pleasure the rough texture of your bra provides on your sensitive nubs. you curse under your breath, head resting on chan's shoulder behind you as he works his fingers on your breast.

he holds you by your jaw, grip tight enough to bring your attention back to what he was trying to make you do. he makes you face the mirror you were admiring yourself in not minutes ago, tracing the flowery pattern on your bra as he leans in to whisper in your ear;

“i need you to keep your eyes on the mirror, i want you to see how much you’ve fucked with me today, and i want you to see how much you’re going to take. do you understand?”

you nod meekly, hypersensitive to his hot touch as he dips his hand into your panties, fingers instantly finding your wetness as he draws his fingers around your vulva. you melt into the warm feeling of his fingers slowly pushing into your hole as more wetness leaks out of you, scissoring you while pressing the base of his palm on your clit. he doesn’t give you time to adjust as he starts gyrating his hand against your pussy, and you can only clutch his shirt harder, moan louder.

he smirks while bringing his hand back to your face, pulling it up so you’re back to looking at yourself, how his fingers push in and out of your hole, how you’re clenching around him uncontrollably, how wrecked you look when he’s just started. he increases his pace, pumping his fingers quicker so you’re just so close to cumming, but he pulls out his fingers expectantly, pushing them between your lips before you start sucking on them, rolling your tongue over them as if it were his dick.

he groans, using his free hand to push his pants and boxers down, and he pumps himself before lining himself with your entrance, pushing in up to the hilt in one go, leaving you a crying mess. you can see through tears in the mirror how your cunt envelops around his thick length, meanwhile chan grunts behind you at how tight you felt around him, eyes on you as he holds your hips up, sinking down as he fills you up again. your walls flutter around him as he moans into your ear, shivers running up your spine as he makes eye contact with your in the glass ahead.

“you like seeing how good i fill you up, baby?”

you moan when he brushes his fingers over your clit, the added stimulation sending you over the edge.

“or are you already too dumb to reply now, hmm?”

he traces his fingers around where his dick met your folds, and he feels you clench and unclench around him as you spasm in his hold, throwing your head back on his shoulder as you come around his length, thighs trembling from the intense orgasm. chan continues his movements, kneading your breasts while thrusting in you deeper, riding out your orgasm.

you know it’s a long night when chan manhandles you on the bed so you’re lying on your back before he leaves to get something from the drawer next to the mirror he just fucked you in front of, coming back with a vibrating dildo and a blindfold.

“you’re right, babygirl, it’s a long night,”

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starryseung · 4 years

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lee minho + sadist

◜01 kinktober◞

! : 0.6k , sadist! minho , overstimulation , oral (fem! receiving)

“does it hurt, kitten?”

a choked moan leaves your lips as minho brings his head up from between your thighs, lips covered in your essence. he rubs his fingers against the soft, damp skin of your upper thigh, dragging them up with feather-light touches until they ghost right above your drenched cunt. your thighs are held apart with his hands, the rings on his fingers leaving an imprint due to the pressure he applies to keep them apart.

“y-yes minho, it hurts so fuc-fucking bad,” you hiccup, eyes squeezing shut when he coos at you. he drags his fingers lightly around your hole, caressing the skin with the tip of his index and middle fingers.

“aw, that’s sad,” he chuckles, a bright glint in his eyes when he reaches to pull out a toy from the many others placed next to you on the bed.

you arch your back when the bullet vibrator is pressed against your clit, a broken cry reverberating throughout the room. minho can only grin as he turns the setting lower, forcing small circles on your swollen clit; and the grip you have on the sheets under you is so hard, you could almost tear them to shreds.

you can’t even form a coherent thought, let alone telling minho that you can’t cum anymore. it all comes out as blabbers, and minho couldn’t care any less.

“what was that, baby?” he asks, eyes glancing up your body as he pulls the vibrator away. you take a deep breath before loosening your grip on the sheets just the slightest, opening your mouth after swallowing your saliva to wet your dried throat.

“i-i can’t cum, please, i-it hurts,”

“i see, i see,” he nods, feigning understanding of your tiredness. he had you held in this position for not a second less than two hours; you couldn’t count on your fingers anymore how many times you’d cum throughout the night.

“but i’m having so much fun, kitten,” he pouts, bringing the vibrator down to your hole, prodding it against your entrance. he bites back a chuckle when you whine and your breathing intensifies, mouth dried up again as you leave it hanging open at the pain that slowly bleeds into pleasure throughout your lower half.

“aren’t you having fun?” he asks, eyes widening ever so slightly as he looks up at you in faux concern. the whines and cries leaving your lips are more than enough for the answer he wanted, thrusting the vibrator into your hole as he lowers his head back between your thighs.

licking at your clit, he grazes his teeth on it, keeping his pace with the vibrator as he takes the speed up a notch. you sob when you’re sure he isn’t stopping his ministrations any sooner, drool and tears staining your pretty lips. you’re pretty sure the neighbours are going to have a word with you tomorrow for troubling their sleep, but the way minho spread open your folds with two fingers to push in the vibrator, you couldn’t care to give a shit.

you think he’s going to pull away, the way you’re shuddering under his touch, desperate to release. but when he presses his lips to your entrance, you’re cumming harder than ever, spilling your juices around the buzzing vibrator and onto the bed.

“let me ask you that again,”

“does it hurt, kitten?”

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starryseung · 4 years

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birthday boy + hand kink

◜03 kinktober◞

! : 0.9k , hand kink , soft dom!chan , fingering , chan uses his fingers on you at the gym

“chan let’s go~” you whine, scrunching your face in annoyance when your boyfriend doesn’t listen to you for the umpteenth time. he’d spent hours in the gym, and you simply couldn’t believe how much stamina he had to work out for so long; no wonder he had developed such a physique in such a less amount of time.

okay, maybe the fact that he’d taken you out to the empty gym to give him company wasn’t the only thing annoying you. his arms; they pissed you off like hell. you couldn’t stop yourself from practically drooling over them, staring at them as if you were a child standing out of a candy shop with your favourite candy on the other side of glass.

there was absolutely nothing stopping you from pouncing on him and making him use his pretty fingers on you, except for the fact that he’s gonna be such a fucking tease about it; “awh, my baby couldn’t control herself from drooling all over my fingers?” or “oh y/n, you can’t hold yourself even when we’re in public?”

and god forbid, if he’d found out the number of times you’d dreamt of him using his pretty fingers on you at said gym when no one was around, his digits perfectly snug into your hole, curling just enough for them to press against your sweet spots. just the thought of it could make you wet, and you didn’t realize when a small whimper left your lips, until chan called you out for it, eyes wide in confusion.

“you okay?” he chuckles and you shuffle in your seat, eyes glancing over his flexed arms that held the dumbbells mid-air. your thighs subconsciously shut close, and chan seems to get a hint of your problem, muttering a small ‘ah,’ under his breath before placing the weights down after a couple more lifts.

he leans over to place them carefully back in place, walking down to you before squatting in front of your legs, hands resting over each other as he looks up at you. your eyes meet his, but quickly flick back to his arms, his tank top giving you a surreal view of his biceps, sweaty and thick. you hated to admit, but you would beg him to fuck you up with his hands, pushing his long fingers in your mouth to taste yourself after you’ve cum on them for the nth time, your tongue rolling around his digits to suck them dry. you whimper at the thought, thighs rubbing against each other as you screw your eyes shut.

“f-fuck chan— w-want you to use your fingers on me,”

chan smirks, laughing softly through his nose before nudging himself closer to you.

“so that’s what’s getting you worked up. are you sure you want just that, princess?” he brings his hand to rub the inner flesh of your thighs, looking up at you oh-so-innocently as if his fingers didn’t affect you one bit.

“mhmm,” you breathe out, feeling your panties slowly stick to your heat as your breathing grew heavier.

his hand tugs at your leggings and your hips automatically rise so he pulls them off down to your knees. he licks his lips at the sight of the growing wet spot on your panties, his fingers moving to touch them on instinct. he rubs the fabric over where your slit would be, grazing his two fingers until they’re rubbing over your clit. you jolt in your seat, mouth hanging open as he continues rubbing you over your drenched panties.

you both figure out how this was not enough, how you yearned for more, how he wanted to hear more of you. chan takes the next step rather quickly, pushing your panties aside before prodding two fingers around your folds, collecting your slick. you whine at his actions, provoking him to push his fingers in knuckles deep at one go, his breath ragged as you moan out loud, bucking your hips into his hands. his thumb presses against your clit, your hands flying up to hold his arms tightly, whimpering as he sets a steady pace with his fingers in you, curling them just right, scissoring you enough stretch you out.

with two fingers thrusting in your tight cunt and a thumb pressed against your clit, when he brings his mouth down to traces your quivering folds with his tongue, you spasm under him, thighs shaking violently as you cry out, cumming around his fingers; his tongue laid out as he laps up against your folds. your nails dig into his biceps as you feel numb all over, the stimulation helping you ride out your high.

he pulls his fingers out of you with an obscene pop, groaning at how your juices coated them, before grazing them over your mouth, pushing them between your lips. you moan out as you roll your tongue around his two fingers, sucking and gagging around them as you feel yourself get wet again. chan couldn’t hold himself back at the sight, his pants slowly getting tighter as he watches you suck his fingers as if it were his cock.

you grind your hips against the leather seats you were seated on, breathing heavily as you prompt him to edge you again, but he pulls his hand away, standing up to grab a towel from the stand beside you before cleaning his sweat and kneeling down to press the rough fabric against your thighs to clean you up.

“let’s take this home,”

“princess.”

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starryseung · 4 years

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han jisung + hand kink

◜04 kinktober◞

! : 1k , hand kink , dom fwb!jisung , hickeys , fingering , for @yourdaddychan !

if someone told you you’d get horny looking at your friend while he played with a baby, you’d call them batshit crazy.

but now you realize how anything is possible when your friend with way too many benefits, han jisung, plays with a little kid you were supposed to babysit for the night. you were way too busy drooling at his bare arms through the tanktop to notice the glint in his eyes when he looked at you, along with how he cooed at the little boy before placing him down, engaging him with some random cartoon on the television.

a few hours into the dumb animation playing on the screen, jisung picks up the baby’s sleeping form off the ground; again, purposely bringing his sleeves up for you to feed your eyes with his flexed bicep as he takes the kid upstairs, putting him to bed. not two minutes more, and he’s jogging downstairs, sighing heavily while sliding onto the couch next to you. you chuckle softly, moving over to sit in his lap as he looks up a movie, flicking through the channels.

—

the white line on the television showed how long you’ve been watching it for; almost fifty-four minutes. jisung’s eyebrows knit close on his forehead, focusing on the storyline intently as if he were to write an exam right after. but you couldn’t care any lesser for the scenes playing in front of you.

your fingers graze over his palm, outlining his slender fingers with your finger tip, tracing the protruding vein through his skin as your mind wanders off to places it shouldn’t be wandering— especially when you were alone at someone else’s house.

jisung giggles softly from behind you, catching your attention. you turn around to look at him grinning from ear to ear, before he licks his lips. “you suddenly seem to be so fascinated with my hands,” he huffs out a laugh, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear and tugging your chin up so you’re turning your head to face him.

you hum, trying to ignore his eyes his gaze burning holes into you. he raises his eyebrows, as if he’d never seen someone with a thing for hands. but you definitely didn’t have a thing for hands; until you met han jisung, that is.

“so like,” he starts awkwardly, “you like it when i do this?” he grazes his fingers lightly on your thigh, eyes on your face as if trying to read your expression. you gulp when he touches higher up on your inner thigh, sucking in a deep breath.

now that he’d gotten that reaction out of you, he got bolder, relaxing his touch as he brings his other hand to turn you around so you’re sitting facing him. he rubs soft circles against your stomach, pulling you closer so you’re pressed right above his dick, a shaky breath leaving his lips. you lean in closer to meet his lips with yours, and you’re not surprised when he’s already sucking on your bottom lip, biting down gently onto the flesh occasionally.

he groans against your lips, and you slowly grind down on his clothed erection when his hand guide your waist, dragging you over him slowly.

soon enough, you’re both breathing heavily, quick hands pulling down your shorts enough to see you dripping wet with the foreplay. his fingers reach down to hover just above the hood of your clit, circling the skin around it with light touches. two fingers caressing around your folds, they dip between them, your walls involuntarily clenching around his digits as he pushes them deeper and deeper until they’re up until his knuckles.

your hands grip his shoulder tightly, jaw slack as you feel his fingers slowly thrust in and out of you, his lips latching onto your neck to bite and tug at the skin between his teeth.

“do you like that, baby? like my fingers fucking into you?”

jisung groans against your neck, thrusting his fingers in and out of your tight hole, the other hand busy tweaking at your nipples. you arch your back into his touch, whimpering as he rolls his tongue around the almost red patch of skin, sucking at the marks he had just made. he presses the base of his palm against your clit, curling two fingers in your hole to rub into your folds, spreading you open.

your brows are scrunched tight, bottom lip between your teeth as you’re moaning above him. one of his hands is rested snug on your waist, his nails digging into your skin to form small crescents, as his fingers scissor your walls open, the base of his palm rubbing slow circles on your clit.

“fuck yes sung, feels so good,” you moan, grinding down on his fingers. he grins, sucking harder on your shoulder as his fingers gain momentum, and soon a third finger in your cunt, the stretch making your brain turn into nothing but mush. a cry leaves your lips when he curls his fingers in you, brushing over your sweet spots repeatedly, and you come undone around his fingers, hands never loosening their grip on his shoulders. you haven’t even caught your breath, before jisung looks down where you were sitting on his crotch, biting his lip.

“uh, y/n? i think we have a... bigger problem,”

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starryseung · 3 years

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𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒌𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒎𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒔!

you are my heaven on earth

awh

awwwhhh

kim seungmin is the sweetest boyfriend!

he’s always looking after you, looks forward to taking you out on dates and trips whenever he can

seungmin loves seeing you happy! he tries his best to win gifts for you at the annual spring carnival, tries to bring you your favourite flowers whenever he can, watching your favourite movies together, and overall just loves caring for you

he’s spent so many sweet memories with you

but he has a few favourite ones that are constantly playing in his head like a broken record

he’ll be lounging in the studio and changbin or felix will have to call him out when he’s just dazing off, a small smile on his lips

“seungmin, you’re daydreaming again...”

“h—huh? no i’m not” >:(

and he proceeds to sit with a small pout on his face, kinda still thinking about you

when at the dorms, he talks to you everyday after his schedule is over, sometimes a video call if you two miss each other more than usual

it’s basically just two groggy and sleepy voices talking about their day, but it couldn’t get any better than that

when seungmin starts humming in response to your chattering, you know he’s about to sleep, so you just tell him to stay on the line for a lil longer, telling him how much you love him and appreciate his hard work, and that he’s doing such a good job!

and when you finally hear little snores through the call, you smile warmly, muttering a small ‘good night, minnie’ before hanging up usually you stay on the line a little longer, because even his snores are beautiful

𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕?

you first met seungmin at the bakery café you worked at!

minho found a new café on the other side of town, so him, seungmin and hyunjin were headed there

and when they reached, seungmin thought you were the cutest! person!! alive!!! when he saw you in the apron and jacket you were wearing!

your hair was down, the small name tag reading your name in big bold (which he kept repeating in his head a hundred times so he didn’t forget)

poor baby couldn’t stop smiling whenever your eyes met, and just couldn’t stop thinking about you even after he reached the dorms

it was the ‘living in his head rent free’ coming to life, and seungmin wouldn’t say he hated it👀

anyway, suddenly he loves coming to your bakery café! he visits you so many times, you know his order by-heart, sometimes drawing little cream hearts on the top of his coffee (because you have perfectly functioning eyes to find seungmin an absolute angel)

slowly, you two start learning more about each other, and since you've realized that he loves day6,

you change the cafe playlist with day6 songs on they day he comes! people seem to enjoy it too, so it's technically a win-win

seungmin's heart flutters when he sees you do the little things for him, and always tries returns twice the favours!

𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑

oh oh!!

when he’s a lil sulky after practice or something

he’ll call you over at his place and you know it’s gonna be a long night from his tone so you order some food too

and at home he's just sprawled out on the bed with a slice of pizza in his hand and head in your lap

while you're listening to whatever he's blabbering to take off the weight from his heart, slowly running your fingers through his soft hair

when he's done with his talk, you'll get back to watch a movie

to make him feel better, you'll move into his lap!! and his hands!!! will automatically wrap around your waist!!!!

seungmin might be the kind to gag looking at two people hugging

but himself, he absolutely loves snuggling you/being snuggled by you

he just hates pda, so when no one's watching him he's all smothered on you

then when his stupid lovesick heart tell him to kiss your shoulder while you're watching tv

he just goes for it

until he's pecking you a little too much lmfao

he just can't keep his hands off you okay >:(

he loves cuddling your lil frame

and loves your hands in his hair

absolutely head over heels when you're wearing his hoodies

there's fireworks in his stomach when he sees you wearing his clothing, the way you're literally drowning in the material

pats your head when you're cooking, turned away from him

then wraps his hand around your waist and rests his head on your shoulder

turning to kiss your neck softly

awwh and when you turn your head to kiss him

he'll smile softly and giggle into the kiss

before you burn your finger and he laughs before telling you to "focus on cooking"

𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔

hanging out at aesthetic places so seungmin can click pictures of you: check ✔✔

you two frequently go to the ice cream shop downtown at night

each time ends up with seungmin fussing about how mint-chocolate isn’t toothpaste, while you’re teasing him about it

since seungmin’s doesn’t have a schedule as clear as yours, so you two usually spend time at his house, just lounging around and eating and binge watching movies

now

seungmin has a whole folder in his phone and camera filled with your pictures

he loves swiping through them and getting reminded of the particular time he spent with you

it’s always stuck at the back of his head uwu and he catches himself smiling like a goofball anytime anywhere

also he's probably the best person to take shopping with because he has a proper idea about what you're gonna look like in what kind of clothes

but doesn't pick too revealing clothes because you're no one's except his >:(

(𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕) 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆…

okay *inhale*

seungmin might seem like the softest, most calm and composed person

keyword : seem

because he definitely knows his shit in the bedroom

seungmin also isn't the kind to show that he’s particularly needy

he’ll just make you want him

never subs.

seungmin doesn’t like submitting, which is also partly why he doesn’t show how much he’s craving you

knows how to put you in your place. he likes experimenting, of course, but doesn’t want you to get ahead of yourself; he likes having the upper hand

usually starts off with you in his laps during the regular movie sessions, but instead of actually watching the movie, you two are just all over each other, his hands roaming along your body while you’re tugging on his hair as he nips at your skin on your neck, tugging it between his teeth

loves when you’re vocal, he likes knowing the effect he has on you

seungmin himself can’t control the bulge growing in his pants as you grind your ass down on him, guttural groans leaving his lips as you whimper in his mouth

likes taking things slow or fast depending on his mood

if he’s all cuddly and soft and sweet, he’ll take things slow with you, admiring each part of you, kissing down your neck and your stomach

squeezing your thighs and waist so you’re feeling at ease

giggles softly when you squirm in his hold when he’s licking and biting the soft flesh of your thighs

seungmin will really take his time with you, his fingers gently squeezing and toying with your nipples while working his lips against your folds

readying you for what’s coming, spreading you out with his fingers and licking you, thumb poking your clit

but when he’s frustrated, you’re his only release

he won’t think for a second before venting out his anger on you

teases you with his fingers and mouth before actually fucking you

you’re not given a second to breathe, so once his fingers leave you, his lips are on you, sucking harshly on your folds before thrusting his tongue in you, licking against your sensitive walls

seungmin also perhaps loves choking (something he discovered, thanks to you)

he’s fucking you relentlessly, while his fingers are wrapped around your throat, squeezing and loosening until your eyes are rolled to the back of your head

but n o

so he’s supposedly a clean freak, right

likes being neat and tidied up, therefore needless to say that’s what you’d expect from him in bed

you are : wrong

he loves watching you break under him, whether it’s from his cock in your mouth or in your cunt

loves the feeling of you clenching around him, and it probably has him cumming harder than ever

comes on your stomach and thighs, but when he’s in the mood, he’ll stuff you full of himself, pulling out to smirk at the way both your juices drip down your hole

extra cocky!seungmin will push it back in with his fingers, telling you to keep it in there for as long as he tells you to

either way, you absolutely love it

because seungmin knows his limits, checking up on you a couple times in the middle if you still wanna go further

at the end of the day:

seungmin best boy!

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starryseung · 3 years

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hwang hyunjin + smut

word count; 1.7k words

warnings; unprotected drunk post break up hate sex , angsty as fuck , dom! hyunjin , drunk! reader and hyunjin , master kink , mentions of hyunjin and/or reader fucking around and cheating , toxic relationship , implied edging , overstimulation , reader cries , hyunjin is a fucking asshole

One Night Stand

“let’s get out of here babe,”

the words are softer than a whisper, but the way the voice is zoomed in on your neck, the heavy alcoholic scent brushing against your skin, you can hear him perfectly under the loud bass playing in the club.

you wouldn’t say you were completely sober either, which partially justified why you said ‘yes’ to a complete stranger you were grinding your butt against, hands reaching back to tangle in his hair and bring his lips closer to your neck.

it was when you finally got out of the loud, congested club, the cool breeze hitting your face, when you realized what you were doing. the guy had a dark leather jacket falling off his shoulders, his fingers wrapped around your wrist as he dragged you to the motel behind the club. his bright blond hair rang a few alarms in your head, but you weren’t quite sure yet as to who the guy was.

your vision is blurry, but clear enough to make out you had finally entered a small motel, the blond handing some money to the guy behind the desk before pulling you closer to him, his hand on your hip as he walks down the hall with rough steps to match your pace, teeth digging down on his bottom lip. fumbling with the keys in his hands, he finally shoves it in the lock, opening the door.

you aren’t given a second to breathe, hands pushing you against the wall before plush lips come in contact with your neck.

“h—hyunjin,” you whimper, your hand weakly running up to his hair, tugging at the ends.

the male’s movements stop, fingers tightening on your waist. just then you could smell the citrus essence shampoo from his hair, and you weren’t sure if it was the alcohol messing with your senses, or if it really was your ex, with his hands on your hips while his semi-hard crotch rubbed against you, his warm breath fanning against your neck.

his lips press against your shoulder once again, this time his teeth parting to bring the skin in between before nibbling down on it, your neck craning back to give him more space. your eyes tear up just a bit, whether it’s the sting of your supposed ex biting your neck, marking you down, or your supposed ex entirely — you don’t care.

moving back, lips red, you get a clear view of him and now you’re sure it’s hyunjin — not surprised.

“didn’t fuck before breaking up—” he grunts, tossing you on the bed before pushing his hips down on yours, the prominent tent in his pants pressing against your clothed heat, “—and i really need it, especially now.”

“a—are you clean?” he scoffs at your question, head moving up to face you.

“it hasn’t been long since we broke up, i don’t find girls that easy,” he hisses, rutting his hips against yours while moving his lips down to your exposed chest, sucking over your skin.

“thought you would’ve fucked forty by now,” you smirk, before hyunjin bites down on you, whimper leaving you as he grins, shifting to unbutton your shirt. latching his lips onto your breasts he hums, rolling his tongue around your nipple as his nimble fingers tweak your right one, pinching it softly as you arch your back into his touch. “still as sensitive as i remember,” he hums against your breast, giggling softly.

“i don’t f—fuck around like you,” you stutter, his soft lips wrapped around your hardened nub before sucking at it. “you’ve become too bratty, hmm?”

hyunjin moves lower, and you bring your hips up, and he pulls down your shorts with a soft chuckle, muttering a ‘so eager’ under his breath. you feel his lips press above your heat, tongue pressed flat against your clothed folds. “who am i kidding, you were always a little brat”

the words roll off his lips too easily, your panties sticking further to your wet cunt as a whine leaves your lips. you couldn’t forget how hyunjin would punish you when you touched yourself when he was away, or when you acted out of your way to tease him, especially in front of the members. his fingers digging in your thighs, tongue lapping against your folds as he edged you for god knows how many times, then topping it off with his heavenly cock stuffing you full until you couldn’t speak — you couldn’t forget all of this, no matter what.

soon enough, hyunjin’s lips are on your bare pussy, sucking eagerly as you thrash above him, one hand having the sheets beneath you in a death grip, while the other tangled in hyunjin’s hair, tugging at his scalp. the pressure he applied each time grew harder and harder, until his tongue pushed between your folds, your walls instantly clenching around his muscle as he groaned. hyunjin himself was subconsciously grinding down on the bed, movements messy as his hands spread your thighs apart, face pushing in further between your legs as he eats you out like his last meal.

your whines grow louder and louder, orgasm at bay while hyunjin’s tongue laps your folds, curling in before he pulls out for a breather, replacing his mouth with his fingers. slowly pushing in two fingers, he groans at the feeling of your tightness clenching around him as you curse, moaning aloud as he curls them inside of you. starting a steady pace, he starts thrusting his digits in you, scissoring you open.

“f—fuck, master, gonna cum,”

his fingers stop, eyes training up to look at your face, smirking at the name you just called him. a pang of guilt stings his chest, lips faltering when he realizes just how much you had given yourself to him, to the relationship you both had taken years to strengthen, before he blew it, watching it fall like a house of cards before walking away with someone he found, online.

shaking the thoughts off his head, knowing that it was the "drunk hyunjin" messing with him right now, he pumps his fingers in your hole, soft squelches leaving your pussy at the speed of his wrists snapping in you. you cry out, bucking your hips to match his pace, head thrown back into the freshly laundered pillows under you, legs trembling.

“hyun—master, pl—please,” you whimper loudly like a bitch in heat, eyebrows scrunching as hyunjin palms your clit, rubbing the calloused skin against your sensitive buds. a single tear rolls down your eye and down on the pillow, before another, and another, until you sob softly, your orgasm washing down on you as hyunjin’s fingers still piston in and out of you, not slowing down any time soon. you whine out, squirming under his gaze to get away from the burning sensation building in your core.

hyunjin stops, before the fuzzy sound of a zipper is heard, the bed shifting near your legs. your hold on the sheets beneath loosens, his hand coming down to your waist to gently knead the soft flesh.

you knew it was the alcohol running in your veins, but you couldn’t stop the thoughts evading your mind, the feeling of hyunjin’s warm hand that would comfort you by rubbing against your cold skin, the then comforting sensation turning into nothing but anxiety and heartbreak now.

your drunk train of thoughts is abruptly interrupted by hyunjin’s tip prodding against your folds, a mewl leaving your swollen lips as you feel him slowly push in deeper, a moan grumbling out his own lips at the feeling of your soft, tight walls around his cock, squeezing him.

“you’re gonna be the death of me, shit,” he curses, head dropping down as he cracks open an eye, jaw clenching at the outline of his cock on your abdomen, fingers instinctively reaching out to trace above it; “fuck, how did i never notice this,”

“you were t—too busy thinking of s—someone else when we fucked,” you sigh shakily, feeling him bottom out in you as you clenched around him. he pulled out, pushing back in as he stared at awe at the prominent bump on your belly, pressing his hand down on you before cursing a loud "fuck!" at the feeling of your walls spasming around his dick further, a moan leaving your lips at the tight feeling in your core. hyunjin lets out a strangled moan, thrusting his hips in you steadily. his pace grows quicker, cock snapping into your tight hole repeatedly until you’re a moaning mess under him.

he pulls up your leg, placing it above his shoulder before rolling his hips down on you, reaching deeper, the sensation making your breathing shallow, chest tight. he felt too deep, almost as if you were full of his cock and his cock only.

you’re drunk out of your head to even realize when you’re cumming but when you do, you’re left dizzy with the aftermath, body trembling as your juices flow out to coat hyunjin’s dick buried deep in you. you feel as if all the energy has been sucked out of you — which it had, no doubt — and you just wanted to cuddle your teddy bear (your replacement for hyunjin) and sleep for longer than ever.

hyunjin pulls out of you, sloppily stroking his length before coming on your stomach and the sheets, his thick fluids trickling down your sides and onto your clothes. he focuses on his breath, flopping down beside you on the cleaner part of the bed, leaving you all sweaty, sticky and disgusting with his and your wetness. even in your drunk state, you expected him to give you some water or dress you up, at least clean his shit off of you.

but maybe you were asking too much from just a one-night-stand.

—

a/n; FINALLY AFTER A 5 DAYS BREAK also may i say this is g**d why did this turn out better than i expected damn

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starryseung · 4 years

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𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒔 90'𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 [ 𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 ]

𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏

you are chan’s muse; there’s no denying in that

𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔

dates at the beach, where you would walk hand in hand across the shore

he would bring his ukulele and play random hymns, with you playing with your feet in the sand as his voice surrounds you

also the kind to ask your dad for permission whenever he wanted to take you out (promising to be back before curfew)

and always walks you back home, no matter how early or late it is

takes you out for long drives around the town side during weekends

his mustang is rusty but has an open roof so you stand up and let the fresh country wind hit your face

“i love you chan!”

and he just giggles at your actions

“stop y/n~ you’re embarrassing me,”

but lets you do it because there’s no one around

𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑

small doodles on the back of your hand and wrists (!!!)

has matching heart and butterfly brooches for your jean jackets

always has your hand in his no matter what. it gives him a sense of protection.

world’s certified ‘biggest and warmest hugs giver’: bang chan©!

hugs you when you’re upset, hugs you when you’re happy

also likes having you sit in his lap

𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔

kisses with chan are always sweet

he wants you to feel safe and comfortable whenever he can, so he’ll kiss you randomly on your cheek / the back of your hand

sometimes decorate your hair with flowers and then kiss your forehead uwu

you two rarely make out but when you do — oof it’s intense

but still always cautious with each step and makes sure you both are okay with everything because mans ain’t here to hurt you

𝒍𝒆𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒉𝒐

he is a prince, and you’re his crown

𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔

daily evening walks at the park with his cats is a must

you two take turns sitting and pushing each other on the swing (even though it’s usually him pushing you because he loves hearing your laughs and squeals when he pushes you a little too high)

favourite habit: eating slushies every other day while you’re swinging on the swings at the park

on the walk back home you two’d compare your tongue colours, laughing at each other while making stupid faces

“your tongue looks like you ate a smurf!”

“shut up, your’s looks like you ate tweety,”

𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑

he doesn’t usually initiate the hand-holding, acting like he’s a man or whatever

but desperately wants you to do it because he loves it

not much of a touchy person, but likes having your head on his chest while you two are lying down on the grass at the evening, stargazing

also likes having you play with his hair

always keeps you close with a hand on your waist

𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔

sometimes you’d have to kiss him back to earth when he’s daydreaming, making him smile uncontrollably at your soft-ness

but pda is very low

smiley kisses you on the forehead when you’re super happy about something

evening make-out sessions include: you in his lap, him smirking into the kiss, kissing down your jaw while you’re tugging at his hair

but little to no hickeys (only you can give them to him because he’s still scared of your dad)

overall whipped af for you

𝒔𝒆𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒃𝒊𝒏

he writes songs about you; sings them to you when you’re down

𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔

changbin might not show it but he loves impressing you

like even if you tell him otherwise, he has this slight alert at the back of his head that you think he’s not enough

so he goes the extra mile to keep you happy (not that you’re complaining)

you two secretly have a piercing on the ear

okay but can we all agree on how changbin would show you off to all his friends? yes thank you.

occasional dates at home and he orders take out for you two (you deny him but he’s a rich boi so he’s gonna spoil you)

never stops with the dad jokes and laughs when you give him emotion-less reactions

“Why do eggs never tell each other jokes? Because they’d crack each other up!”

“Shut up Binnie, I’m gonna crack your head now,”

𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑

*cue the changbin signature schoolgirl laugh when you’re acting a little stupid*

always has his hand at the small of your back / on your shoulder

lets you call him stupid and cute nicknames, but calls you really few like ‘baby’ or ‘sweetie’

has a hand on your thigh a l w a y s (also the place where your tickle fights start)

hugs and pouts when you don’t do things his way

only he is allowed to make fun of you (then continues messing around when he thinks you’re a lil upset)

likes it when you play with his guns hands and fingers

sleeps with his head in your lap / on your chest

𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔

okay but changbin is so c a r e f u l while kissing you because he doesn’t wanna make you feel uncomfy in any way

pouty babie when you don’t kiss him / ignore him

now you’re always showering him with kisses, so he feels a lil empty when you’re not around

hands on your hips when you kiss

sometimes pushes your hair back when they come in the way, then proceeds to smile into the kiss

𝒉𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒏𝒋𝒊𝒏

“so many flowers in the world, and you’re still prettier than them all”

𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔

always has your hand in his. like, a l w a y s.

takes you flower picking with him (!!!)

you’d run through the fields, and he’d take pictures of you in the knee-high grass and flowers in your hands

oh oh he’d take polaroid pictures of you everywhere but there’s really less ones you two together because he’s always taking yours only (there’s one of you and him with daisies and it’s in his wallet pocket uwu)

you two make flower crowns for each other with the flowers you picked, taking each others pictures afterwards

loves trying out new foods with you from different places

he tries to keep you happy / make you laugh so it goes something like,,

“okay that barbecue pizza was so good, we should definitely come around again jinnie,”

“y-yeah we should! it was awesome,” (proceeds to turn around and drink glugs of water to dissipate the disgusting taste from his pallette)

𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑

unlike chan, i don’t see hyunjin as someone who would drive long distances at night, so you two would sleep in at his house

cuddles!! all the time!!!

and you always wear his hoodies and shirts because they’re so warm and smell of him you’re practically drowning in them lol

loves having a leg and hand around you while you’re watching movies on his small crt tv

usually he cuddles you when you’re playing with kkami

because kkami is adorable and you are adorable so like,, double adorable

loves it when you have your hand in his hair, but also loves vice versa

hugs you while sleeping (small sleepy pout on his face as he sleeps with his head on your chest)

𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔

his soft lips are his charming point and so very kissable, so no one should would disagree when i say that his kisses are dripping in honey

normally he would kiss you first, but equally loves it when you initiate it

hands rubbing small circles on your thighs and stomach while you’re kissing

make-out sessions are soft and giggly, and you two usually just sleep dead tired after that

sometimes spices things up and bites your bottom lip, giggling as you’re shocked at his bold actions

making out with him can never go wrong (scientifically proven)

a/n; ckwjniefvbu i had so much fun writing this lmao thank you @mini-meanhoe for your brains and permission :D maknae line will come soon!!! <3

note; credits to @lq-bangchan @heekkiedits @bangchanzuwu @byul-bit-arae for the pictures!!

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starryseung · 4 years

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bang chan + smut

word count; 0.9k words

warnings; choking, fingering, slight panty kink, slapping, daddy kink

you’re squirming too hard in your seat for chan to not notice you, your hands sandwiched between your thighs to relieve the throbbing pain between your legs. but of course, chan is busy producing, his nose almost touching his laptop if it weren’t for the brightness of the screen. it’s not like you hadn’t voiced out your despair to him; you were a constant reminder to him that you were so fucking needy the second he stepped into the bedroom to look at you with the lacey thigh-high stockings and a faux feather collar hanging around your neck he had gifted you not long ago.

you know you’re getting on his last nerve, you also know how angry he might get if you keep pestering him further, but that’s what you wanted. you wanted him to get pissed, use you, take out his frustration on you. chan never had rough sex with you; he treated you like a princess, almost like a fragile glass piece while having sex with you. but recently after wandering off to the ‘dark side of the internet’ you realized how really vast the entire idea of sex is, and how much you hadn’t experienced yet.

“daddy please,” you whine, pressing your fingers right above the wet patch on your pink panties, “it hurts daddy, want you to help me out,” eyes brimming with tears as you cry out for the nth time.

the way the words roll off your tongue so explicitly, the way you manage to make him hard with such simple words make his brain fuzzy, head full of ways he can wreck you in that damned pink lace set adorning your body. he exhales heavily, closing his eyes in an attempt to compose himself from pouncing on you at the moment. you shuffle in your seat as he gets up to walk towards the bed, glaring at you as if burning holes into your form.

he sits on the edge, pushing you back onto the bed with a soft thump as satisfaction finally fills you, a small whimper leaving you as he tightens the collar on your neck. your hands automatically fly up above your head, wrists crossed against each other as chan kisses down your body, nibbling harshly over the swell of your breasts as you squirm under him, his hands having a death grip on your thighs as he kneads the soft flesh. your back arches away from the bed as he goes lower, lips fanning hot breath over your drenched panties.

he leans back away, looking down at your writhing body under him. it’s all too quiet, but the silence in the room is quickly snapped with a harsh palm falling on your thighs, making you cry out at the pain vibrating throughout your lower half. chan only smirks, doing it again at the same red spot, making you jolt as your legs twitch under his touch.

“i didn’t know you liked it that much, baby girl,” chan laughs, pulling down your panties to see a clear translucent string attached from your cunt to the fabric, blowing at it to break it instantly. he rubs his fingers over your heat once again, groaning as you clench around nothing, your juices further flowing out of you. he tugs the fabric lower until they rest between your ankles, and he slaps a loose hand right above your dripping cunt, making you yelp and shut your legs close.

“please, n-not there,” you sob, attempting to cover your heat as if it’s going to stop him. he feigns concern, pouting as he rubs the back of his hand over your folds, the cold rings making you shiver from the sensation. you realize his hand pulling away from you, but it's only when he lands another smack against your heat, this one slightly harsher than the previous one. your legs are held apart, the leather belt around your neck making your vision cloudy as you see chan prodding his fingers at your hole, collecting your slick against his digits. the pure fascination in his eyes as he’s playing with you shows that he’s never going to get tired of this, tired of you.

one second his digits are playing around your hole, and the very next they’re pushed in up to the knuckles, curled inside you to rub the rough pads against your sweetest spots he knows by heart. shaking was an understatement; you were practically thrashing under his hold, his long, nimble fingers scissoring you open for what was about to come. no matter how many times you and chan have sex, the feeling ripping you open will never fade away, the burning pleasure when he pushes in three fingers in your tight cunt making you wince at the stretch.

he leans down to blow against your clit, pressing his thumb over the sensitive bundle of nerves as you grip the sheets tighter beneath you, jaw slacked as you blabber incoherent sentences. it’s not too late when you’re bucking your hips up in the air, breathing ragged as you’re squirting around his fingers, tears falling freely against your flushed cheeks. he rubs his thumb over your waist continuously, thrusting his fingers slowly to ride out your high.

you’re too busy trying to even out your breaths to hear the faint sound of the zipper, your eyes snapping open at him as he plays with your pink stockings.

“you think i was done, baby?”

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starryseung · 4 years

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bang chan + smut

☾

requested; nope! word count; 1.5k warnings; fingering, overstimulation, oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex

you know you’ve met hands with the devil himself when you signed those blood red papers with bright gold ink, the pen almost trembling between your fingers. demon!chan knew the thousand thoughts littered around your mind, but chose to keep quiet as he smirked through it all, hands clasped one above the other behind him.

you sigh and drop the pen next to the papers, looking up and around to see everything slowly morph into darkness; blood, fire, everywhere. your television and refrigerator are replaced by bright lava, spluttering everywhere. the smell of a rotten something lingers in the air —you can’t pinpoint if its eggs or a dead body— and looking up, you notice how your roof is replaced by the dark night sky filled with red and black dragons which was, just a mere minutes ago, spring blue sky with pigeons flying in peace.

“so, uh, i’ve signed the papers—”

“very well, y/n!” chan exclaims, holding the delicate pages carefully between his fingers as he moves close behind you. the atmosphere was already hot, but chan's breath dancing on your neck was hotter, the faint smell of chocolate and vanilla from him filling your lungs.

“so the deal is sealed. let me do the honours of walking you to you— my apologies, our room; may i?” he cocks an eyebrow, smirk never leaving his lips. he extends his hand forward for you to take, but you’re too full-of-ego to hold it, walking right past him.

that’s when chan knew he hadn’t gone wrong with his choice of picking you. he had hundreds of desperate females trying to get onto his good side, doing anything to please him. there were ladies trying to impress him, flaunting out of their homes to sign the ‘devil’s contract’ in a tight black dress, some even going as far as wearing red heels and devil horns. chan never liked those kinds of women; they were just a trial-and-error method to reach out to you — the real win. and now that you were finally wrapped around his little finger, he didn’t mind how you behaved around with him; he knew he had you all for himself.

he meandered close behind you, nudging you when you were going off the track to his room. as you went closer and closer to his room, the rotting smell started fading away, replaced by the intoxicating fragrance of just chan. the sweet vanilla and chocolate musk dominated your senses, almost as if you were under a spell. you didn’t realize when chan walked you into a dimly lit chamber, the interior looking all-too-familiar to your room. you take note of your neatly stacked clothes in one corner of the room; ‘wow, this is really serious business, huh?’ you think, licking your lips as you slowly feel yourself automatically comfortable in the room.

“yeah babygirl, it’s all serious business once you’re in the devil’s room,” chan chuckles, his expression morphing into a serious one, quirking his eyebrows as he leans closer to grab you by the waist, kissing you.

you expect the kiss to be rough, full of lust, blood and greed; but surprisingly chan went at just the pace you wanted. not too fast, not too slow, just simply perfect. his tongue pushes into your mouth fluidly and right at that moment, chan tugs you to fall onto the bed, your back cushioned by the soft duvet underneath.

chan lies on top of you, soft lips abandoning yours as he moves lower to your jaw, bringing the skin between his slightly pointed teeth to softly nibble at it. you’re too sensitive at this point, almost down to tears when he grinds down on your clothed core with his bulge, pressure on your neck overwhelming you to the point your vision is clouded. the moan bubbling up your throat makes chan smirk against your skin, your grip in his hair tightening further.

“can i,” he kisses a light pink spot which’ll soon turn dark purple, “continue with this?” he asks ever-so-quietly, you wouldn’t have noticed it if it weren’t for his sudden soft eyes staring down at yours.

you’ve signed the devil’s contract, goddamn it. why was he asking you that? wasn’t signing the contract already enough of a sign that you desperately wanted him to fuck the living daylights out of you?

your small trail of thoughts is interrupted by chan attacking your shoulders, swiftly unbuttoning your white shirt as he moved lower and lower to cup your breasts in his hands. he fondled with your clothed nubs, grazing the pads of his thumb over your nipples to drag another moan out of you.

“babygirl wants me to fuck the living daylights out of her?” he mocks, smiling against your shoulder. it hits you almost like a freight train when you realize he can listen to your mind, and you’re trying to scramble for your thoughts to come together, but it’s nearly impossible when chan can listen to anything you’re thinking about.

a soft giggle is heard, before he moves his plump lips lower and lower until he’s facing the waistband of your jeans. pulling them harshly so they’re off, he admires your squirming form under him, and he trails a finger up your thighs and right against your clothed heat, circling where your folds should be.

a choked moan leaves your lips and you arch your back just the slightest, chan's fingers rubbing slow circles on your covered cunt. he grins at how the fabric gets wetter and wetter, and he brings them aside to look at your glistening pussy, smirking before licking a thick strip from the base above; making you involuntarily shudder under him.

he brings a hand around your waist to hold you down, soft lips rubbing on your clit. his tongue darts out and pushes against the bundle of nerves, and you can all but clutch the soft sheets beneath you tighter, sucking in the warm air of the room. he lazily laps his tongue and lips against your dripping heat, humming occasionally to run shivers up your spine.

he pushes a finger between your folds, letting out a guttural groan against you as you clench around his appendage. your juices easily coat his digit as he thrusts them inside your hole, curling his finger to brush over your sweet spot deliciously. needless to say, you’re a moaning mess under him, a thin layer of sweat giving you a brighter sheen under the dim lights of the room. without wasting time, he inserts a second finger, thrusting it faster in you as you keep fidgeting under him, wanting more.

his fingers gain momentum, the tips pressing at your sweet spots every time he pushes them knuckles deep. a particular flick of his tongue against your clit paired with his fingers perfectly stretching you out made you arch your back, fingers almost tearing the sheets to shreds as you come around him, splotches of red and black clouding your vision.

but chan doesn’t stop, pushing a third finger in as you clench around him tighter, yelping as the stretch increases, setting a burning pit in your core. he thrusts them slowly, and deep down you know you can’t take it any further, but just then chan pulls out his fingers with a pop, getting onto his knees. you aren’t given enough time to register the sudden halt of his movements, when chan's length prods at your slit, making the air knock out of your lungs.

you inhale sharply when his thick length pushes in, movements steady as his hands wrap tight around your waist. you’ve had sex before, but chan's cock filled you up to the brim, as if it was up to your stomach.

your pussy clenches around him, perfectly squeezing his length in a way he had never experienced before. he groans, losing the last threads keeping together his resolve as he snaps his hips into you. you’re trying your hardest to not scream, but all attempts are thrown out the door when the demon brings your legs a tad bit higher, the angle making him reach deeper into you.

you know you’re so close you can taste it, but voicing it out isn’t an option when all you can get out is babbles and moans. luckily chan's there to help you out, bringing his fingers down to rub circles on your clit, and just the slightest pressure has you coming around his length, clenching around him uncontrollably.

chan doesn’t take much longer either, thrusting into you twice, thrice, before spilling his seed in you, such that even after he’s pulled out, you’re left feeling full.

“babygirl’s okay?” he questions quietly, taking note of how exhausted you were as you tried catching your breath. you nodded slowly and he smiled, grazing his thumb over your temples and down your cheeks. you keen into his warm touch, the faint fragrance of chocolate and vanilla still lingering even under the smell of sweat and cum.

he plops down next you, bringing the covers up to your chin before snuggling next to you under them. you remember he had told you once how he was a softy under his demonic self but you always failed to believe him, until now.

you could now only hope; signing this contract wasn’t going to take a toll on you.

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a/n; this, for some reason, took me 3 days to finish :’) i hope it was worth the wait im so sorry sjhdjshdjs

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starryseung · 4 years

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cockwarming jisung in the studio but you can't stop moving💀

jisung + cockwarming is a c o n c e p t

it’s really late at night, and jisung wanted you to give him some company, which justifies the position you two are currently in. you’re sitting in his lap, neck nuzzled in his neck as he works on a song. you’re almost clinging onto him like a koala, except for the fact that his cock is buried snug in you.

you’ve been sitting in that position for almost twenty minutes, and you now start to feel the slight pain rising from your calves. you know you can’t help it anymore, so you move just the slightest bit; not so slight for the poor guy under you. jisung quietly hisses under his breath as you move around him, making his limp dick hard again. once you decide the new position is fine, you settle down, whimpering softly as you sink down on him to fill you back up.

you think —for a split second— that jisung has gone back to making music considering the silence in the studio, but then he mutters a small ‘fuck it’ and drops his pen onto the desk to grab you by the hips, lifting you up so that only his tip prods at your entrance— before bucking his hips up to meet yours. you clutch his shoulders tightly, his length filling you up deliciously as you keep bouncing up and down on his cock, while he thrusts his hips to meet your pace.

“you just can’t sit still, right baby?” he growls, nails digging into your exposed hips as he traces your folds clenching around his dick, the sensation tipping you over the edge as you bring your hand down yourself, pressing your fingers on your clit.

the studio that was just a few minutes dead silent, was now filled with your pants and whimpers as you get closer to your high. he feels you tightening your walls around him, making him thrust deep inside you as he fills you up with his seed. just the feeling of his warmth filling you up to the brim as a little bit drips out of you makes you moan once again, before you’re cumming around him, more of your juices spilling out of your hole.

he pulls out of you, grabbing a bunch of tissues from nearby before cleaning you up; and the pressure he applies on your cunt to clean you up is enough to let you know that he’s still not done with you. 😃

—

happy birthday sungie!

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starryseung · 4 years

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riling up chan the whole day and he comes home to fuck your brains out🥴🥴

bang chan + smut

you decide on crossing the line, being a brat, irritate chan to the point he was fuming at the end of the day, his neck vein prominent the whole time as he had his jaw clenched, doing the choreography to ‘get cool’ a little too vigorously. but when he saw his phone ding with another message from you, a picture of your hands inside your panties as the fabric is pushed just enough to show a clear view of your wet cunt, two fingers pushed up to the knuckles, he loses it. just for fun, you decided to send him a voicemail, a blur recording of you moaning as your fingers squelch in and out of your hole.

of course, the voicemail is opened as chan is on his way home, pants too tight, brain too hazy thinking about how you were pleasuring yourself with your fingers. the way he pushes the key into the keyhole gives you an adrenaline boost, fingers jittery as he unlocks the door, heading straight for the bedroom. and from then on, its going down.

the way he’s thrusting his hips into you is almost hellish, your walls fluttering around his thick length as he rubs your clit harshly. the insults leaving his lips in a growl fall straight down to your core, his hands holding your legs up to push deeper in you.

all he wants is relief, satisfaction from the torture you’d put him through the whole day, so you’re not even given a chance to let out a sound as he thrusts his fingers in your mouth at the same pace. his digits hit the back of your throat as you gag around them breathlessly, drool dripping down your cheek. you’re clenching around him as he fills you up to the brim, almost spilling out of you as he continues his thrusts to ride out his high.

and you know if you cum, it’ll be the last time for the next month. or whenever he decides👀

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starryseung · 4 years

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bang chan + smut

word count; 1.5k words

warnings; oral (fem! receiving), fingering, overstimulation

[ 17:49 ]

chan taps his foot lightly against the tiles of the store, moving his trolley front and back as he waits for the old lady in front of him to finish paying. changbin is no help to his impatience either; he’d gone back into the chips section since chan had gotten a packet that ‘seemed slightly lighter than normal’. when the senior in front of him moves away, he’s contemplating leaving changbin behind and making him pay for it himself.

“hello! how are you doing,” chan looks up at the cashier, eyes almost bulging out their sockets. they quickly flicker on your nametag before he starts piling up the snacks from the trolley onto the conveyor. lee y/n. the name sounded awfully familiar, he just couldn’t put his finger on it.

“oh, y/n! from that history project! of course, how could i forget,” chan chuckles, mentally murdering himself for embarrassing himself in front of you. you simply giggle, reminded of how you two spent the entire evening watching movies, playing games, and other things, instead of working on the project. the thought itself makes you blush, how chan had taken good care of you that night. you two agreed on not bringing it up after that, not knowing you would meet a whole year later.

you mindlessly scan the objects as chan keeps placing the snacks packet by packet, almost to the point where the food on the other side is starting to pile into a pyramid, threatening to fall.

“are you having guests over?” you look up at him as he still pulls out the last few packets of chips.

“uhh, not really. my parents aren’t in town so i’m just... eating and sleeping,”

“ah,” you suppress a laugh as he sighs and pushes the trolley away, “they must be away for a long time then, this could last more than a week,” you start pushing the canned food and chips into a bag as chan walks over to help you.

“no, this is uh... it’s just for today,” he mutters out the last part and this time, your eyes were nearly popping out their sockets. he alone, was going to eat all this, today? it was almost six in the evening; for a second you thought he’d lost his mind. you seal your mouth trying to hold back the laugh that unfortunately passes your lips, and chan can only scratch his neck in embarrassment as you do so.

“th-that’ll be fifty-four dollars and forty cents,” you hit a few keys on the register to pop it open and push in the change chan hands you, handing him his bill and bags. “maybe you can help me finish it,”

your head snaps up, brain registering the words leaving chan. your crush of almost a year just asked you if you could hang out at his place. keep it cool, keep it cool, relax. you look back at the clock across the store, smiling to look back at him.

“yeah sure! my shift ends by nine today, so i’ll try coming over,”

—

chan had never been so happy having a friend over at his house. it was as if you and chan knew each other for a lifetime; how you two would kick each other when one of you commented on the ‘bad gameplay’ of the other, or how halfway, you seated yourself between his legs on the ground, each of your mouths full of chips and soda.

but that wasn’t remotely close to what had his heart beating a mile a minute. the way you groaned and whined throughout the hard levels, how you would throw your head back when he would win and you would lose, how you had your leg unknowingly dangling on his. yeah, that’s what had his heart beating a mile a minute.

you had him distracted enough to win the game, wriggling in victory as you did. doing a small dance as you were seated between his legs, it doesn’t take you long to realize how you’re affecting chan, his bottom lip worried between his teeth, holding back a groan as you oh-so-innocently move against his crotch.

either she’s too into it, or she’s doing it on purpose; is the only thought running in chan’s head right now, as he’s trying his hardest to not let a groan past his lips. it’s a no thoughts, head empty situation for the poor guy when you turn around and poke your tongue out at him, smirking while turning back, and it's as if the last strings keeping him sane were cut to shreds.

he exhales heavily, pushing you back-first onto the rug you two were seated on, before crawling up to have his face directly above yours. his eyes are blown out with lust, and the obvious erection he had (because of you) poking your thigh made you blush harder.

“you were doing that on purpose, baby?” his hot breath fans over your lips, lungs invaded by his strong scent.

“i-i don’t know what you’re talking about,” you can all but squeak, and his eyes turn harder at your words. he scoffs, bringing up his free hand to push your hair back.

“i hope you haven’t forgotten that night, babygirl,” he smirks and your eyes involuntarily close as you reminisce about the time you spent with him, “or do you want me to remind you…?”

a shiver runs up your spine, and chan’s hand runs smooth down your temples, resting against your neck. he places a chaste kiss on your jaw, smiling as if he wasn’t just going to go down on you. he moves lower, placing quick open-mouthed kisses down your neck and shoulder, pushing the material on your shoulder aside to nip at the skin.

your head rests back against the soft rug beneath you, chan working his way down as he skips removing your shirt, too impatient to get between your legs. you let out a breathy moan when his hands ghost over your shorts, and you rise your hips as a sign to make him remove them off of you. he huffs out a chuckle, tugging his fingers on your panties and pulling them down along with your shorts, and a loud hiss leaves you as the cold air in the room hits your dripping core.

“hmm? seems like you knew what i was talking about,” chan smirks, blowing warm air onto your heat and you clench around nothing, one of his hands snaking up under your shirt to toy with your nipples. you whine at the tease, and chan simply hums before licking once, twice, up your folds, going all the way to press the tip of his tongue against your clit.

“you’re just as sweet as that night,” chan growls, attaching his lips onto your folds and lightly sucking at it, the pressure sending you over the edge. his fingers gently tweak at your sensitive buds, rolling it between his fingers before pulling them, all while his tongue continued working wonders on your hole.

he flicks his tongue one last time on your clit, before prodding it at your entrance, lips rubbing against your skin as he pushes his tongue in and out of you.

you know its either the fingers working on your breast, his tongue thrusting into your hole, or his soft lips ghosting around your pussy that has you tipped over the edge. the sweet euphoria of your orgasm pushed back just the slightest when chan tastes your precum on his tongue.

but it isn’t for long that your cunt is left devoid of his touch. he brings his free hand to your folds, thrusting two fingers instantly at a high pace, leaving you breathless under his touch. he pushes his digits in you, curling them just enough to press against your sensitive spot. you cry out in pleasure, and he repeats his actions, scissoring and pumping his fingers in you.

your thighs are trembling, and its just the sign chan wanted, fingers pulling at your nipples as he brushes his thumb over them again and again.

“you’re gonna cum, babygirl?” he grins, speeding up his fingers just the slightest as he presses his thumb against your clit.

you can only respond with a messy nod, fingers pulling at the threads of the rug under you as you come around his fingers, which continue moving in you at a slower pace. you whine when he doesn’t stop, trying to swat his hand away and wriggle out of his touch.

“ch-chan please, i can’t, don’t wanna—” you’re blabbering nonsense by now, and even so, it falls on deaf ears, chan slows his fingers on your breast, rubbing soothing circles on your waist; a huge contrast to what is happening between your legs.

he continues pistoning his fingers in and out of you, bringing his lips down to suck and hum at your clit. the sensations overload in you, and you can only see white and black when he has you coming twice that night from just his fingers and that damned mouth. you cover his fingers in your juices, spilling out of your hole even before he pulls them out.

he wipes his fingers on his pants, handing you your shorts with a cheeky grin.

“what are you laughing about,”

“i hope you’re staying the night,”

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a/n; mwahaha >:D updates might be a little less frequent, maybe only a fic or two every week, since i’ll start working for the kinktober thing now😤 thank you so much for reading!! <3

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starryseung · 4 years

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lee minho + smut

word count; 0.8k words

warnings; stimulation using a gun, grinding, dry humping, slight degradation

mafia!minho pushes you against the rusty wall of the room, your back hitting the dusty brick barrier with a thud. you thought it would take a little more to rile up the gang leader, but you now realized all the rumours about him having a low temper weren’t all fake.

“you’re messing with the wrong person, kitten,” he growls, hiking you up against the wall further as he towers over you.

“yeah, i know,” you bite back, smirking when his eyes turn harder, darker on you.

he smirks, eyes on you as he trails his hands down to his jeans, flicking open the small pocket in which his gun was secured. you follow his hands as he pulls out the black weapon, subconsciously gulping as he pops the cylinder open, tilting the gun upwards so the bullets fall down with a loud clatter in the quiet room.

he pushes the cylinder back in, rolling the gun between his fingers by the trigger. bringing it up to your forehead, your eyes instinctively follow as the tip of the weapon drags down your face, his fingers moving the muzzle against your lips. his lips curve into a sly smirk as he brings the gun lower, the tip dancing over the neck of your shirt.

“kitten lost her words now? hmm?” he chuckles, grazing the tip over your breasts, your breath stuck in your throat as he rubs the metal against your nipples.

“f—fuck,” you exhale, head falling back as he continues his ministrations against your hardened nubs, your panties slowly getting wet and sticking to your heat. you lean your chest into his touch and he pulls away, grinning sadistically as he rolls the gun by the trigger again, making you whine at the loss.

he brings his hands down from your waist to between your legs, fingers moving to cup your heat; a guttural groan leaving him when he feels your wetness soaking through your panties.

“you got wet… with this?” minho chuckles, dangling the black piston in front of your red face, humiliation bubbling in you at his words.

he picks you up by the waist, placing you over the table behind him with a soft creak before sitting himself on a chair in front of you. he spreads open your legs, snickering once again when he drags his fingers over your drenched panties, pushing the material inwards to hear you moan in pleasure as you lull your head on your shoulder, eyebrows knit in a frown.

“you’re such a sensitive kitten. i’m gonna have so much fun with you,” he smirks, lying back in his chair as he brings his gun back out, leaning ahead to drag the cold solid up your thighs. you shudder as he brings it closer and closer to your soaked cunt, thighs almost flying shut if it weren’t for the way he’d held them open.

you whimper out loud when he brings the muzzle right above the wet patch on your panties, rubbing it up and down against your folds. you could feel the adrenaline rush through you, the fact that you were pleasured by a gun making you melt into the blissful sensation between your legs.

minho moves the weapon cautiously against your pussy, eyes glossing over your frame as he palms himself over his erection, hissing at the pressure. you’re too far gone, focused on the pleasure spreading from your cunt to notice when minho pulls his pistol away, the loss of the touch taking some time for you to register.

his quick movements pull you front onto his lap, your pussy directly above his crotch as your hands rest on his chest. he has a vice grip on your hips, pushing you down on his hardening bulge, groaning as he moves you steadily.

you take note of his movements, still light-headed from the pleasure that you start moving yourself, pressing down on his dick. the rough material of his black denim paired with your cotton underwear rubbing against your sensitive pussy makes you clench around nothing, whimpering and moaning his name as he drags you over his clothed cock once again.

“shit minho, i’m— shit” you curse, feeling your high approach, and he pushes his hand between you two, fingers working their way on your clit. the pads of his fingers feel too rough, adding to the stimulation as you press yourself further against his jeans, thighs shivering as you cum.

minho’s hand keeps pushing you on him, riding you through your orgasm as he feels his high approach. his breathing turns faster, but he halts your movements, pulling you away from him before placing you back onto the table.

“let me really show you who you’ve messed with, kitten.”

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a/n; gaaaaaaaaaaaah repost because it wasn’t showing up in the tags😔

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starryseung · 4 years

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han jisung + smut

☾

word count; 0.8k words

warnings; voyeurism, jisung fingers you under the dinner table in front of his members

you shudder in your seat as jisung places his hand on your exposed thigh under the table, massaging the soft flesh mindlessly as he continues listening to chan and minho oh-so-intently. you know what he’s doing, and he knows you know too, but you definitely don’t have a say in this anymore, since you already agreed to this deal at home in the first place.

“uh, lemme just... go to the restroom. i’ll be back,” he excuses himself, leaving you with the rest of the boys at the dinner table. you talk to hyunjin and seungmin about promotions and when could you guys meet up again; basically just fun talk. it was all good, until you feel slight vibrations erupting in your lower half, your lips sealing shut as you try to listen to hyunjin.

“okay y/n, you better be a good girl and keep this safe in you, and maybe i might reward you,” jisung’s words repeat over and over in your head, bottom lip worried between your teeth as the vibrations increase quickly. your hands fist over your sweater as you still try your hardest to listen to hyunjin talk about something you had already forgotten about.

the vibrator was placed snug between your folds, pushed in deep enough to have the wildest impacts on you. it’s even angled such that it was just touching your clit, and you just desperately wanted to grind down on anything to relieve the burning ache in your cunt.

giving jisung the controller of a vibrator which was in you was definitely not a good idea.

“a~nd i’m back,” jisung chuckles, sitting down next to you again before placing his hand on your thigh—again. he squeezes the flesh harder this time, rubbing your inner thighs, hands dangerously close to your drenched panties. he grazes the tips of his fingers closer and closer to your cunt, until they’re pressed right above the wet spot, circling your folds above the fabric.

the way your eyebrows are frowned, knuckles white, lips sealed so tightly should be really questionable, but everyone at the table— except you and jisung, of course, — are so busy talking and eating, that no one has the slightest care for what else could be possibly happening under the table.

you feel your panties being pushed to the side, and your eyes start watering when jisung fumbles with the slippery vibrator in you, pulling it in and out of you as you’re squirming in your seat. he tsks under his breath, pulling out his phone before scrolling to an app you recognize as the controller for the vibrator, and he flips it up to the highest setting. your breath hitches in your throat, the intense wave of pleasure engulfing you as your boyfriend continues shoving the vibrator in your hole.

he pulls it out completely, pressing it flat above your clit and rotating it slowly, your wetness leaking out on his fingers and onto the seat. you feel your high approach faster than ever, and not wanting to cum in front of the boys on a dinner table, you desperately claw at his wrist, clutching his hand to make him pull away.

jisung silently understands, pulling out the vibrator before switching it off through his phone.

but of course, the fucker rams two fingers into you instantly, scissoring you open, spreading your tight hole open. the way you’re clenching around him is so shameless, and that if the restaurant were quiet, the loud squelches from your pussy would be audible to every person from any corner; and you weren’t thankful enough to the eight boys for being so unnecessarily loud.

jisung curls his fingers upwards, your sensitive spots all too familiar to him as he brushes the pads of his index right above it, and you slowly adjust your position to grind on his fingers subtly. he pulls his fingers out, covering your wetness over your folds and clit, pinching the delicate bundle of nerves gently. he pushes his fingers back in, continuing his ministrations on you, rolling his wrists in your heat as you let out the smallest whimpers, covering your mouth immediately.

jisung holds back a smirk, groaning when he feels you clench around him, releasing your hot juices around him. he continues pumping his digits in you slowly to ride out your high, pulling out to grab a few tissues from the other side and pat them clean.

the way jisung held your hand, fixed your sweater; did the simplest things with a little more power, already told you that you hadn’t kept your promise, and he was definitely going to teach you your lesson back home.

or maybe before that.

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starryseung · 4 years

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hwang hyunjin + smut

requested; nope!

word count; 1.4k words

angel!hyunjin pulls you closer by the waist, your back flush against his bare chest. you hum lightly, still in daze after the long night of playing games and screaming around the house. he groans when the first rays of the sun hit his face and he brings the sheets further up, covering the two of you. smiling against your skin, he rubs soft circles with his thumb on your waist above the white shirt you had borrowed from him to sleep over at his place.

“hey,” he mumbles on your neck, hair tickling your back. “let’s do it,”

you chuckle softly; he was obviously joki—

“i’m not kidding, by the way,”

that was enough to wake you up fully, your previous tiredness fading away in a millisecond. your eyes snap wide open and you turn around with a shocked expression, only to look at him with his signature grin, eyes closed to form small crescents.

“a—are you serious?”

he hums, sending delicate vibrations down your spine. was this how he wanted to tell you that he wanted you to take his virginity? sure, you two had been talking about it for a while now and since you were experienced, you didn’t mind talking to him about it. but you didn’t know where all this sudden confidence was coming from.

“have you... thought this through? they’re gonna kick you out, baby,” you try convincing him, knowing full well it wasn’t going to work. however you didn’t want him to be banished from heaven so soon; he’d just gotten his wings a few months ago, and the skin around it hadn’t even healed yet.

“yeah y/n, i have,” he brings your hand in his, interlacing your fingers. you expected you would be the one comforting him, soothing him with his first time. but here you were, being calmed down by someone whose virginity (and home,) was going to be ripped away soon.

you turn around to face him and he doesn’t waste a second to meet his lips with yours, catching you by surprise. hyunjin adjusts your position, bringing you above him as he keeps his lips on yours. you suck on his bottom lip with the least pressure, making him exhale at the new sensation. his grip on your waist tightens when you move lower, bringing the pale skin of his shoulder between your teeth to lightly nibble on it, kissing it to soothe the sting.

you do the same on his chest, feeling on your stomach as he slowly gets harder under your touch. little whines spill out his pretty lips, and you can tell he’s trying so fucking hard to not buck his hips into you to relieve the pressure, but you don’t increase your pace one bit, wanting him to experience the best of him and you.

you lean back to palm the erection under his boxers, admiring the red litter of hickeys on his chest. he throws his head back into the pillows, eyes screwed shut as he lets out the most sinful noises you’ve heard from an angel. you grin down at him, increasing the pressure around his length. he whines again, muttering something between ‘go faster’ and ‘take it off, please’. you’re impatient too, swiftly bringing the fabric down to his thighs, carefully taking his length in your hand.

just the warmth and soft skin of your hands on him is enough to have him jolting, hips bucking into your hand in need of more friction. his lips still bring out the sweetest sounds, ones you can listen to all day, and you slowly rub your hands up and down his length. he whimpers at the sensitivity, and you curse under your breath as you watch him fall apart.

“fuck baby— one sec,” you remove your hands from him as he chokes out a pathetic cry. you move up to the bedside table and open the drawer, bringing out the small plastic bottle of lube. spilling a generous amount on your hands, you jump back onto the bed, motioning your hands once again up and down his length, this time the cold liquid coating his dick making it hard for him to hold back his loud moans.

you pump him slowly, clasping your hand tighter at the base every time. his mouth hangs open at the heavenly sensation (how ironic), a throaty moan leaving him each time you increase your pace a little.

you experiment further, bringing your thumb up to graze over his slit and he all but mewls, eyes filled with tears as he feels his orgasm dangerously close. you do it again and this time, his cries come out in stutters as he lets himself relax, falling off the peak as pleasure takes over him, thick spurts covering your hand and his abdomen. he’s breathing heavily, too heavily, and you’re waiting for him to relax, rubbing your hand over his. you take note of the large black patch on his left wing, as if it was about to burn to ashes any moment. you gulp, looking back up at him.

“you’re good?” you squeak out, smiling as he nods a quick ‘yes’. you lean over to kiss him, your thigh brushing over his length making him wince.

“still sensitive?”

“needed you, not that,” he replies, eyes cracking open to look at you with a grin.

hyunjin brings down his hand from your waist to your shorts, rubbing over your underwear. a whine leaves you this time, and you drop your head down as he pushes in harsher, not knowing what he’s doing, but knowing the effect he has on you. he pushes the fabrics aside, groaning when he feels your wetness on his fingers.

you lean back abruptly, making him move his fingers from you; but you replace them with yours, pushing in two fingers slowly but easily. he growls deeply when he looks down at your legs spread open for him, feeling himself get aroused once again when your fingers pump in and out of you at a rapid pace, moans pouring out of you. you pull your digits out of you instantly, positioning your hips just above him.

you take support on his abdomen, lowering yourself until you feel his tip in you. you curse at the same time, relaxing when he’s completely inside you, your walls clenching around him uncontrollably. you’re sitting that way for a moment, stopping to catch your breaths when hyunjin wriggles his hips, giving you the green light to move.

the lube you previously used on him made it easier for you to bring your hips up, stopping when he’s almost out of you, and then lowering back down, cursing deeply. hyunjin’s eyes roll to the back of his head, thrusting up into you subconsciously as he grips your hips harshly, nails digging into your skin. he moans aloud shamelessly, your mouth left open and brows furrowed as you bounce on his dick, his tip brushing every sensitive spot when he’s fully inside you.

you bring your hands down to your clit, pressing on it as you find your voice again, heaving deep breaths as you feel your high approaching. hyunjin swats your hand away, altering your fingers with his as he presses down on the nerves, his pressure somehow making you see thousands of stars with eyes closed.

“f—fuck hyunjin, i’m— shit,” you cry out, speeding your shallow, tired movements in a desperate attempt to reach your orgasm. hyunjin thrusts into you again and again, feeling your walls tighten around him as your high washes over you, spilling around him. he thrusts deeper inside you, coming for the second time that morning as his warmth fills you up.

you’re both breathing heavily as if you’ve just ran a mile, your head lying on his sweaty chest. you look at his right wing, almost entirely black except for the few feathers out of place. he takes one last deep breath before grunting, pulling out of you as he sighs in content.

you feel your juices seep out of you, feeling as if all the energy is getting sucked out of you bit by bit. you roll over to your side and off of hyunjin, looking up at the ceiling as the events of the late morning replay in your head.

“hyunjin,”

“hmm?” he hums, turning his head around to meet your eyes.

“y—your wings,” you sniffle, head and heart feeling heavy at the realization.

“baby, i don’t need the wings if i have you,”

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a/n; FORGIVE ME FOR THE ENDING. I KNOW, I WANNA SLAP MYSELF TOO😔 also, new culture is to listen to ‘mixtape 5′ and ‘awkward silence’ while writing porn >:D

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