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wegc · 4 months
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PERV!BANG CHAN HEADCANONS
PAIRING: BANG CHAN X FEMALE READER
WARNINGS: nsfw (mdni), perversion, corruption kink, breeding kink, possessiveness, masturbation, cum tributing, watching, suggestions of blowjobs, dubcon (?), best friends brother!chan, swearing
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PERV!CHAN who’s best friends with your brother and beats himself up at night, cursing at whatever entity for tempting him to think about you—his best friend's sister—who’s explicitly off limits.
PERV!CHAN who’s so endearingly shy and giggly around you, continually protecting you when your brother isn't around, hiding his lewd thoughts behind his kind exterior.
PERV!CHAN who refuses to look you in the eye the first time he jerked off to the thought of you stuffed full of his cock.
PERV!CHAN who tells your brother he’s going to the washroom and takes his sweet time walking there, not before peeking through your slightly open bedroom door—discovering you lying on your stomach innocently—and palming his growing cock at the sight of your tight cotton shorts that annoyingly accentuated the curve of your ass and the shape of your puffy cunt. Were you even wearing underwear?
PERV!CHAN who could never act upon his desires—who forbids himself from getting too close at the risk of hurting or corrupting you. You’re not for him—you’re delicate and the quintessence of purity—and it would be a sin, he would positively go to hell if his hand even grazed you the wrong way. Every touch meant something more to him.
PERV!CHAN who feels his self-control crumbling when you stroll out of the shower towel-clad, the soft white fabric daring to slip from your body, which was glistening enticingly with droplets of water from your previous activities. He’s fucked. If he tugged on the towel right then and there, he’d see everything, wouldn’t he?
PERV!CHAN whose guilt consumes him when he’s incapable of getting off without thinking of you. He’s tried porn—even porn of people that look just like you—but it doesn’t suffice. He needs you. So, begrudgingly, feeling the pit of his stomach swarm with anxiety and cringing in self-disgust, he searches your name on Instagram, knowing that you’re the only one to relieve him of his need.
PERV!CHAN who feels his mind go numb as he strokes his leaking cock to photos of you beaming, looking simply tantalizing in your tiny skirt—his favourite skirt. He wants to take his time masturbating to you, but how can he resist when his mind is corrupted with depraved thoughts of bending you in unthinkable positions, hearing your begs and whines for him to go harder; for him to claim you; for him to breed your tight little cunt until his cum oozes out of your abused hole. You’d have the greediest cunt, wouldn’t you? You’d take him so well, he knows you would. You’d be so good for him. His good little girl.
PERV!CHAN who feels his mind break and his cheeks flush every time you teasingly touch him, your soft hands squeezing and groping his tense forearms and muscles, your alluring voice purring hushed praises in his ears—phrases that sound way more suggestive than you possibly imply, right? You’re so big, Chan. God—you’re so strong. I’m so weak compared to you. You could ruin me, Channie.
PERV!CHAN who curses to himself and looks away, clenching his jaw and inhaling sharply every time you look up at him with puppy-dog eyes. He feels himself grow insane at the sight of your furrowed eyebrows and the pretty little pout fixed on your lips. Would your face scrunch up like this if he stretched you out with his cock? He tries his best to ignore the very possible reality that this is what you’d look like on your knees for him. Would your hands paw his thighs? Would you open your mouth, tongue timidly peeking out for a taste of his cum? What would your face look like stained and tainted with his seed? Would you like it? Would you smile up at him? Would you beg for more? God, he’d give it to you.
PERV!CHAN who lends you his hoodie when you accompany him and your brother on a late-night beach trip, gulping as he takes in the sight of his clothes swallowing you whole, the cute buds of your breasts poking through the thick fabric.
PERV!CHAN whose cock aches at the delicious smell of your body and the sweet, floral scent of your perfume after his hoodie is returned to him the next day. He refuses to wash it, wanting to preserve the scent for as long as he possibly can. Because when he closes his eyes and presses his nose in the soft black fabric, all while jerking off his dripping cock in fast, hastened strokes, it feels like you’re right there; it’s the closest thing he has to real life.
PERV!CHAN who becomes irritable when the scent on his hoodie fades away, and against his better judgement, walks into your family washroom only to immediately open the bottom cabinet in pursuit of your laundry basket, where he steals a pair of your dirty panties. Of course, he jerked one out in the washroom, knowing all too well you were a room away. It makes it better—helps him cum faster. What if you walked in? What if you saw the way he smelled your musk before pushing the fabric in his mouth, letting out muffled groans at the sheer taste of you? God, he’s disgusting. Did you cum in these while touching yourself? Maybe you dry-humped against your pillow. Who were you thinking of? Fuck—he hopes it’s him.
PERV!CHAN who prints a photograph of you one day—a full body shot of you smiling toward the camera, your white sundress short enough to reveal the plush flesh of your thighs—his favourite photo. He’s especially desperate now after tasting you. He’s careful with the panties and only uses them for special occasions—what if he wants a taste again? He’d wrap the panties around his sore, chubby cock, stroking himself furiously to the picture, seizing the opportunity to slap his dick against the photo of you. It’s a laminate photo and laminate for one sole purpose. All too quickly, he cums in thick, white spurts, landing on the photo of your face and thighs—all over you. Snapping a quick photo, he jerks himself off again, and again, and again, until it’s thoroughly covered in his warm seed. He would do it a million times in real life if you’d just asked. Once he’s done, he wipes the photo clean with tissue paper and carefully places it at the bottom of his drawer for later use.
PERV!CHAN who heads to your washroom to jerk off to another pair of your panties at four o'clock in the morning during a sleepover with your brother, where thoughts of you sleeping soundly a room away plague and tempt him beyond belief. Instead of stealing this pair, he puts it back in your laundry basket, soiled and contaminated with his cum. You’ll just wash it, and he’ll have to live forever with the remorse of you wearing underwear that unbeknownst to you, Chan violated. It isn’t until weeks later when your brother hosts a pool party, that Chan chokes on his drink at the sight of you wearing the same panties he came in. It was part of a swimsuit—you’ve got to be fucking kidding me. Feeling his bulge grow in his swim trunks, he gulps down his drink and races to the washroom to relieve himself. He can’t last like this. You have no fucking idea. No fucking idea that your brother's best friend—the second guy you wholeheartedly trusted after your brother, the first guy who swore to protect you if your brother weren’t around—came all over the fabric pressed right against your sweet, untouched cunt.
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ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ ꩜⋆ hi, my name is iris hehe, can you tell i’m obsessed with channie’s guilt complex. he’s the sanest perv! anyways, if you liked this, check out my other work, i have more coming! i write for stray kids only and am a mostly nsfw blog. if you plan on following me, please note that my blog is 18+. i hope you guys like this ! feel free to give feedback and reveal your thoughts in my inbox <3
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etherealinowrites · 9 months
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Idk why but I have the feelings that leeknow will be a naughty husband and will get jealous of breastfeeding the babies but not him.
IMAGINE HIM SUCKING WAITING FOR THE MILK TO POUR OUT
oh i love how gone we all are for this man🤤
minors dni
to say that husband minho was possessive and annoying about it was an understatement. his hands were always on you, touching you in some way or the other. oh and the teasing, the groping the unstoppable edging and overwhelming feelings left you almost always wet.
husband minho just loved it when you would walk around braless to be able to feed your babies whenever needed. he loved watching your gorgeous tits fall out of your top, full of milk, ready to be sucked on.
oh how he hated that he couldn’t do that.
was he being petty? of course he was! but how could he stay away from those perfect globes of yours? look at them! swollen, sore, sensitive and just begging to be sucked. he watched your youngest baby open his tiny mouth, taking your nipple in and starting to suck on it. oh it was such a lovely scene, so cute, you, his beautiful wife and the mother of his children, feeding your baby.
but once you were done, he couldn’t help but want to try it himself. oh how badly he wanted to be the one to suck on your tits all the fucking time. the babies had definitely taken away from your sexual life but he was fine, till he realised he missed your body more than he realised.
“hey baby, just put the kids to sleep-“ was all you said one night, walking into the living room where he sat and you barely had completed the sentence before he had pulled you into his lap, kissing you harshly. “mhm good, mommy’s all mine then” he grunted and you immediately melted, kissing him back.
“min- baby what’s wrong-“ you gasped out, and he was pushing you closer to him, rubbing your pussy on his thigh, making you gasp and he pushed his tongue inside. “need you, need to suck on your pretty tits mommy” he smirked, calling you all the names but you both knew he was in control.
he didn’t wait for anything, pulling your neckline down and pushing your breasts out, sucking on them harshly. the sensitivity made you whine, pulling away. “minho wait i’m sore-“ you protested but he pulled you roughly, attaching his lips to your nipple harshly, mercilessly sucking on them.
“need to suck your tits mommy, fuck, need your milk” he whined, making you shiver at his words and give into him touch. he was so obsessed with every inch of you, he could not get enough. “i won’t stop till i milk you dry” he grunted, laying on the sofa and playing with your tits.
“where’s the milk?” he mocked, watching you squirm as he slapped your breasts and watched them jiggle. “why won’t mommy let me drink hmm?” he teased, making you whimper ay his filthy words. oh he knew just what to say.
what could you say? your husband minho was definitely naughty when it came to your body.
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lino-jagiyaa · 1 year
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desire - kim seungmin | next
genre: suggestive, fwb | pairing: seungmin x female reader | warnings: swearing, perv!seungmin (stealing panties and being a peeping tom, feeling y/n up in a dark classroom), implied thick reader  | words: 1,405
☀︎ your deskmate, seungmin couldn’t seem to keep his hands to himself during class.
note: this ended up longer than i thought lol, sorry in advance...
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it was friday afternoon, your last class and your professor was letting the class relax since he gave you all an exam the day before that was really stressing everyone out, including him who had to grade everything today. so instead of starting a new lesson, he decided that he’s put on a movie while he started grading. seungmin had a few classes with you. he always chose to sit next to or near you since you were at least a little bit acquainted and it didn’t seem like he had many friends so you just let him.
he was nice to you. you liked having his company on days when your friends weren’t there. he’d offer to bring you water bottles or snacks when you studied in the library on late nights. he was a really nice guy. 
when he walked into class today, you were already sitting at your table. the lights were dimmed low but you could see the friendly smile he gave you. “hey, seung.” you started
“hey. what are we doing today? everyone looks slumped.” he says, putting his bag down on the floor next to his chair as he sits
“oh, we’re just watching a movie since the teacher has stuff to grade.”
“ooh, okay. is it any good?”
“it’s okay i guess, not much has played yet and to be honest i haven’t paid much attention to it.” you chuckled, laying your head on the table facing him
“i see. well, how was your day?” he asked sweetly, laying his head on the table as well
“it’s been pretty good actually. but i didn’t see you barely at all, where’ve you been?”
“i’m glad. and ah, i was busy studying for business math. you know how that goes.” he jokingly rolls his eyes
“mm, yeah it sucks.”
“yup.”
“you wanna know something weird though?” you ask
“sure..?”
“okay so, i went to the gym like i usually do. well duh, you know because you go in the same hour as me- anyways, after my workout i went to shower, and when i got out, i couldn’t find some of my clothes.”
“like... the dirty ones?”
“yes. i was like.. who the fuck?”
“did you leave them on a bench or in your locker?”
“on the bench, but they’ve never been stolen before. so i’m guessing one of those frat boys took it for their rush or something. it’s whatever, i guess.” you shrug
“damn, that’s sick as fuck.” seungmin frowns
but the truth was, he was trying to keep his composure since he was the one who took your sweaty gym clothes. specifically your underwear. he’d never gone as far as stealing before. only sneaking glances at you in the locker room when you changed, or through your bedroom window at night. giving him easy access since you neglected to get a pair of blinds in your dorm. he usually admires you during classes or in between them. how beautiful you looked, he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you.
“yeah, but it’s fine, really. it’s not like i can’t just buy another pair of underwear- shit, sorry. i didn’t even mention that before, i don’t know why i told you that-” you stammered 
“y/n, it’s fine. we’re friends, right?”
“yes.” you cleared your throat
“okay then, it’s all good.” he smiled
that damn smile. why is he so handsome?
“you’re good at this.”
“at what?” he questions
“comforting people, me. you’re such a smooth talker, you know.”
“well, i try.” he smirks
fuck. y/n, calm down. he’s just a friend. right?
“you don’t date, do you?” you sit up
“not particularly, no. but if i see a cute girl, i might shoot my shot.” 
he nudges you on the shoulder when he speaks. shit. is he flirting now?
“how about you? i haven’t really seen you with anyone, i mean, except hyunjin sometimes...” he says low
is he... jealous? maybe you’re over analyzing things...
“no, you’re right. i’m not seeing anyone right now and i’m not apposed to dating or even hookups but i guess nobody else seemed interested.” you reply
“you sure about that?” he leans closer to you now
“you’re not... interested in me, are you?”
“maybe i am. what would that mean to you?”
you could feel your face heating up, cheeks burning in a deep red. as well as the heat between your legs growing stronger.
fuck. kim seungmin, the man you are...
“...yeah- i mean, you’re a charmer for sure. you’re not joking, though right?”
“now why would i do that? you’re gorgeous, y/n. and anyways, i’ve had a crush on you for a while now. not sure how you haven’t noticed until now.” his eyebrows drew together
“really?” you question 
“do i have to show you, y/n?” he leans in closer now, so close that you can feel his breath on your face.
it was making your head spin. the proximity between you two getting smaller and smaller as the conversation goes on.
“i wouldn’t be opposed.” you whisper 
“you sure?” he whispers back
“just kiss me already.”
and he does. sure, he looks and acts sweet but right now he’s taking his time with you. kissing you slowly and drawing you in to face him more by your waist.
your panties must be soaked now, and he knows it. knows how much of an effect he has on you already. he should, he’s been observing you for so long so he knows just what to fo to drive you crazy. can’t wait fuck you dumb. 
his hands are resting on the small of your back now and you whine into the kiss. it makes him draw back. 
“why’d you stop?” you said in a breathy tone
“there’s other people in room. don’t wanna get carried away, do we?” he smirks
“...right” you look away from him, scanning the room
“the class ends soon, so don’t worry. but i’ve got an idea.”
“oh?”
“let me hold onto your thigh till the end of class?”
“seungmin...”
“don’t be shy.” his eyes focused on the short hem of your short skirt that now rides up your thighs. oh so beautifully.
“okay. yes- you can do it.”
“don’t worry, i’ll be gentle.”
he scooted closer to where you were on the bench seating. only about an inch or two worth of space between the two of you. enough room for his hand to reach your thigh.
he played it safe at first, softly placing a hand on your right thigh. just resting it there, scanning your face for discomfort.
“you’re soft...” is all he managed to say before you were parting your thighs for him, ever so slightly. but he got the hint and subtly moved his hand closer to your core. 
“fuck. you’re already soaked for me and i haven’t even started yet.”
neither of you were looking at each other, pretending to pay attention to the movie that was still playing. it only seemed to have about ten minutes left anyways so it didn’t seem to matter.
oh, how glad you were to have picked a spot in the very back of the class. but still nervous that someone would catch onto what the two of you were doing back there.
you could feel seungmin lifting up your skirt a little higher, inching his fingers higher and higher up your thigh. so close. so close to where you wanted him to be. he squeezed your thigh, making you impulsively squeeze your thighs together. on his hand... giving him even more access. 
it didn’t last for long though. no. he forced your thighs back open, even wider than they were before with the single hand that was resting there before.
“damn, you’re such a tease.” he huffed, “don’t tease... your teasing is torture, baby. just wanna make you feel good.”
luckily for you, the bell rang and your professor told everyone they could leave. seungmin let go of you, getting up and grabbing his bag, waiting for you to do the same. once you did, you could feel your thighs sticking together. there was no way he didn’t notice. his gaze on you was hungry, needy. he wanted you, needed you.
he held out his hand, signaling you to grab it. “wanna get out of here? my apartment is near campus.”
“absolutely.”
he didn’t have to ask you twice. you wanted him too.
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chvnnie · 1 year
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This position is starting to hurt Jisung’s knees, the cool hardwood floor bleeding through his thin sweats. The ache is starting to travel up his thighs, body clenching as the discomfort starts to warp into pain.
But it’s too risky to move. It’s important to stay as still as possible, moving only his arms. Only when absolutely necessary.
SUGGESTIVE - MINORS DNI
WARNINGS: STALKING, PERVERT BEHAVIOR
In his defense, he didn’t think you would be home so early. Your schedule is drilled into his brain — did your Wednesday night meeting get cancelled? Why are you back already?
Jisung is tucked behind the armchair in the corner of your bedroom, carefully watching through the small gap. Left cheek pressed to the wall, only allowing him a limited view.
A good one, nonetheless.
Less than three feet away, a floor length mirror is mounted to the wall. You stand in front of it, carefully removing the jewelry you wore today. The dress you have on is one of his favorites — a little too short for work, hugging your body and showing off your beautiful curves. He likes that he can see the outline of your upper thighs, how it squeezes just beneath your chest to make your tits look extra perky.
It’s the dress you wore when he first met you. Sitting at a high top table in a fancy bar downtown, chatting with two coworkers of yours. You gave him a warm smile while placing your order. A dirty martini, extra olives if he doesn’t mind. So polite, so delicate. When you took the glass from him, your fingers touched. And Jisung knew he wouldn’t be able to shake you.
He doesn’t usually do things like this, but there’s just something about you. You’re everything he’s ever wanted, ever dreamed of. Even if you were unaware of it, you were his, and that was never going to change.
You reach behind your neck, undoing the clasp on your dress. Next came the zipper, the sound sending a delicious chill down Jisung’s spine. As quietly as possible, he picks up the polaroid camera by his feet. Positioning it in the gap, watching through the little window, waiting for the perfect shot.
It comes when you’re wiggling yourself out of the dress, pink lacy bra on display. Fuck, is that providing you any support? Your nipples are visible, pointed from the cool air hitting them. God, you’re breathtaking.
Click.
Quickly, he takes the picture from the camera and drops it to the ground. Readying himself for another shot.
And oh, look at that. Matching panties. Maybe a little too small, judging on the way they’re hugging your ass. But oh how pretty they look on your soft skin. You turn, allowing him a back shot. Click.
He gets a few more shots; one of you leaning in, checking your makeup in the mirror. Another of you adjusting the bra, fingers cupping your covered breasts and head rolling back. As if enjoying the feeling of your touch.
Finally, you step away from the mirror, walking into the ensuite bathroom and shutting the door. Jisung groans quietly as he stands, legs going numb from crouching on them for so long. Grabbing his bag, he quickly (yet carefully) throws the camera in there, filing the photos into his special little album.
All the pretty shots of you.
He’s out of your bedroom, leaving no trace that he was ever there. In and out with ease, every single time. And you’re none-the-wiser. Even if he’s being a little careless today, rushing out so he can get home. Running a bit behind the schedule of his own.
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Jisung fidgets with the cuff of his blazer, fastening and unfastening the little gold button over and over. Why is he so nervous? This should be a breeze for him; it’s not like he’s ever been on a date before.
But when he sees you walking towards the table, the same warm smile you gave him months ago painted on your face, it all makes sense.
He’s quick to stand, moving around the table to pull out your chair. The perfect gentleman.
“Thank you so much.” You say, sliding into the seat and allowing him to push the chair is. Only when he is seated do you speak again. “Jisung, right?”
God, his name sounds so pretty coming from your lips. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“And you.” You pick up the menu, carefully flipping through it. “I have to admit, I am a little nervous.”
“Oh?”
“I’ve just…” you take a deep breath, huffing out a small laugh. “I’ve never met someone off a dating app before.”
Jisung makes a little “ah” sound, picking up his own menu. “Can I tell you a secret?”
“Absolutely.”
“Neither have I.”
His heart is soaring, the laugh you give so full. Happy. “Well, I suppose there’s a first time for everything.”
You’re so sweet, funny. The way you focus on him when he speaks is something he’s never experienced before — it’s like you’re actually interested in what he has to say. In him. You laugh at the right moments, ask all the right questions.
Never has there been a more perfect person for him. Jisung has known that for months, but this is just confirmation.
Within a blink, the two of you are sharing a cheesecake, huddled over the small circular table. He takes a risk, offering you a bite from his fork. You take it, wrapping your lips around it as you blink up at him. Moaning as the chocolatey taste hits your tongue.
“I don’t do this, but-“ you smile playfully at him. “-would you want to come home with me?”
Jisung reaches across the table, cupping your face to wipe the bit of cake on your chin away.
“There’s a first time for everything, right?”
a/n: i wrote a filthy smut part but…lemme know if we want more
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lilquokka04 · 8 months
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🖤Skz Kinktober List🧡
☆note☆ These are basically going to be drabbles/thoughts so not super long but it's something. I'm planning on having these all sub skz with a dom reader but some could be different. If you would like to see another kink that isn't listed or if you want a certain member for one please let me know ! I am open to changing anything about this. Otherwise it will stay mostly a surprise ♡
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October 1st-31st
1st marking
2nd facesitting
3rd restraints
4th threesome (2 subs)
5th mirrors
6th choking
7th toys they'd like ot8
8th biting
9th footjob?
10th pillow humping
11th ice ?
12th voyeurism(2 subs)
13th pet play
14th perv skz ot8
15th humiliation
16th cum play
17th oral
18th recording
19th manhandling
20th somno
21st overpowering you ot8?
22nd lactation
23rd thigh fucking
24th mutual masturbation
25th slapping
26th sounding
27th bladder control
28th cuckholding ot8?
29th crying
30th public play
31st roleplay
Feel free to comment suggestions ♡
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byuntrash101 · 10 months
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dirty laundry & wet dreams
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reader x perv!han smut | mdni 2.4k jisung has a big fat crush on you and the only way he can cope with his feeings is to jack off to the thought of you with the clothes he's stolen nsfw tags under the cut
perv!jisung, roommates AU, somnophilia (that means non con), bodywhorship (f), panty snifffer!han, scent kink, jisung is just obssesed with you tbh, jisung takes pictures of you while you sleep, getting caught kink, groping, masturbation (m), oral (f), squirting, cum eating
a/n: i have been thinking about this for a long a time. thank you everyone that voted for han i think the perv thing suits him he just extra pervy and we love to see it <3 also dont mind me being obsessed with his hair (im fine) (no im not)
DISCLAIMER: PLEASE MAKE SURE TO READ THE TAGS AND TO CLICK OFF IF ANYTHING SEEMS LIKE SOMETHING YOU WOULDN’T ENJOY.
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Jisung sighed in frustration again. Still nothing! He’s been salvaging your laundry basket for this past week and there’s nothing he’s interested in. 
He settled for your dirty gym tank top and stuffed it in his pocket before leaving the shared bathroom and heading to his room.
You see, Jisung has had a silly little crush on you for a year now and that’s the only way he knows that helps him cope. That way he can act normal to you during the day, doing standard roommate stuff, like sharing a meal or watching anime together on your tiny laptop screen set on the coffee table in your student flat.
That way he can do all these without catching his eyes plunging into your cleavage showing every time you bent down a little to scoop food into your mouth. Or he can keep his hands to himself when you're sitting so close to him in the small couch, when your beautiful thighs are pressed to his own and he feels this rush through his body, grabbing a cushion to hide away the growing problem in his groin. His thumb lightly brushing over it under the cushion as he laughs at the show and comments casually on it with you. As if it’s nothing. 
Because he knows at night he’ll swipe your PJ's and press them to his face as if he was ready to absorb them through his nostrils. Snort your scent like a drug and let it take him to ecstasy, his mind traveling to a place where you are his, where he can smell and taste you. where he can feel your heated lips on his, where he can hear your blazing skin clashing against his, where he can feel how tight you are, how wet you are just for him, trembling, shaking, moaning for him.
But tonight it doesn't work. He took the sport top off his face out of frustration. He stayed there immobile laid on his bed as the heavy and hot  summer air engulfed itself through his cracked window. 
The smell doesn't do it for him… Of course it’s nice, it smells like you! But it also smelled like perfume and deodorant… that he didn’t like he liked your true smell, like nature intended it! To him you didn't need these artifices, your most natural self was perfect.
That’s why he would always steal your PJ’s because usually you hop in the shower at night then hop into your night clothes and spend the night in them, beautifully infusing them with your divine scent and refined flavour and Jisung would steal them in the morning to soil them at night. That was his perfect routine. He doesn't know why you’re keeping your dirty PJ’s in your room now, not putting them in the basket every morning like you used to. 
But tonight he decides it’s too much, it’s been weeks he hasn’t been able to take a good whiff of your scent and he decides he’s just going to get the clothes directly from your bedroom. Before he has the chance to chicken out he slips on his shorts back and heads to your room.
He almost levitates in the hall. He feels a light warm breeze on his bare chest as he tiptoes to your room. 
Thankfully your door is pressed shut not locked he doesn't even have to push on the creaking handle just lightly push in the door. But his heart stops when he spots you.
You are sound asleep, the city lights seeping from your open window, the light summer wind gently blowing on your heated and soft skin. Your breath quietly whistles as the air slither in and out of your lips between your teeth. Your hair beautifully spilled onto the pillow. You are absolutely breathtaking and also completely nude.
Jisung hears his heart beat in his ears, the accelerated blood flow drilling in his eardrums, making his chest heave up and down silently, sucking in one shaky breath after the other.
He only wanted to swipe a top and maybe a pair of panties from you he never ever even dared to hope to find you like this. Spread on your bed in all your glory. Never has he had the privilege to have such a view so he admired your body for long seconds, without a care for the discarded PJ’s next to your bed. Those were the last things on Jisung’s mind right now. 
He was only obsessed with you, with the way you breathed so calmly, with the way the light breeze made your perfect nipples harden, with the way your heavenly face seemed so peaceful, so tranquil with both your arms resting beside it as you laid on your back, your breast lightly spilling to your sides. Your beautiful legs extended in front of you. You looked fabricated, too perfect to be earthly. A piece of art, a masterpiece, a perfection only achievable by God themselves. 
Jisung swallowed thickly as he velvet traded to your bedside, entranced by your form. His eyes trailed down from your neck to your breasts to your stomach and even lower. What he wouldn’t give for you to spread your legs. Just a little so he could have a small peak at the object of his every thought. The secret and mysterious wonder he has been only able to imagine for this past year. If only you could just move, just a little bit.
Squeeeeek
One of the boards of the wooden floor creaked as Jisung stepped on it. He froze in his tracks, catching his bottom lip between his teeth, eyebrows knitting on his forehead. He stayed completely still and held his breath, his eyes instantly snapping back to your face. And he prayed, he prayed so piously in silence that you wouldn’t wake up to see him hunched over you like a creep.
And his prayers were answered. You didn’t wake up, instead you just lightly squirmed and parted your thighs.
Jisung’s jaw dropped to the floor as his eyes fell lower on your frame again, only this time it was right on your center. The brunette couldn’t believe his eyes he couldn’t process. You were absolutely beautiful. Every inch of you, from head to toe, was perfection and he couldn’t help but to stare you down right between the legs. 
But the uncomfortable feeling of his shorts restricting his hard on brought him back. There was no way he could just swipe the PJ’s now and go back. He couldn’t do it, whatever it was that he was trying to do in his room and failing miserably he had to do right here, right now. Why would he go back and imagine you when he could simply look at you?
With a shaky breath and trembling hands he whipped his painfully hard cock out. He didn’t even bother tugging down the shorts, only passing the member through one of the legs of the shorts. 
He grabbed his dick at the base firmly and slowly pulled his closed fist up to his tip, pressing the precum out of the slit.
Fuckkkk
He wanted to say this outloud but he possibly couldn’t. He couldn't risk waking you up.
A large bead of precum rolled out of his slit and down his shaft which he caught between his fingers, picking up the pace.
He wanted to go slower; he wanted to take his time looking at you and milking himself for you. But he couldn’t. He was too riled up, looking at you peacefully sleeping, unsuspecting of what he was doing right over you. The adrenaline pumped through his veins as his fist did around his hard cock. 
Jisung accelerated again, eyebrows meeting on his forehead as he felt himself inching closer to his release, he let out a barely audible grunt and immediately his eyes snapped up to your face which was still tranquil. He didn’t stop jacking himself off, soon the slick noises of his precum coated dick erupted but he couldn’t stop and you were so profoundly asleep that you seem like you didn’t notice the agitation around you.
Jisung felt himself twitch in his hand; he was so close. So close for you. 
Y/n, I’m cumming for you
Jisung screamed in his mind only moments before he crossed the edge, his upper body shuddering from ecstasy as he tensed his thighs, big spurts of thick white cum squirting from his pulsing and throbbing cock as he let his jaw hang loose. Thick ropes of hot cum crashing all over your stomach, thighs and even between your parted legs lazily dripping over your folds.
He was so entranced by your nude body layed and spreaded out for him to see that he didn’t think about the mess he would create if he let himself go right here but it was too late now and the mess was done. 
He fished out his phone from the pocket of his shorts. If he was already deep in it he might as well take a souvenir. He checked approximately two hundred times that his phone was on mute and that he didn’t have the flash on before snapping a few pictures of this breathtaking scene. Your body as his canvas and his warm cum as the art. 
Jisung started to panic when you started to squirm again, stuffing the phone back in his pocket, he looked over the room in a hurry maybe hoping to find a rag of sorts but there was nothing and he just stood there with his lip between his teeth once again praying that he didn't wake you. But fortunately you settled down again.
So that's when he had the craziest but possibly most brilliant idea he’s ever had. The only way to thoroughly leave your room without leaving clues was to eat his own cum off you. 
He thought about it for a second. If he used one of your clothes hanging on your chair, you would certainly notice the white stains later when you were going to do your laundry. If he took back the piece of clothing and washed it himself you would also notice your shirt disappear and magically reappear clean and folded…
So with this reasoning he kneeled on the floor at the edge of the bed and stuck his tongue out, inching closer to your stomach. He laid his tongue flat and swiped it across your burning skin, he scooped the thick and sticky cum right into his mouth. The strong bitter and salty taste took over his tastebuds. He then went down to clean his mess on your thighs and finally to your center.
He swiped his tongue across your folds. Much to his surprise -and contentment- he tasted something else blending with his own taste. 
You.
He looked back for a second to notice the slight glimmering of your slick barely peaking between your folds. Jisung couldn't hold back from bringing his nose to your center, taking a big whiff of you. 
So that’s what sex with you would smell like. He carefully licked again. That's how it would taste like. Both of your flavours and scents beautifully mixing to result in this intoxicating cocktail that was making Jisung’s head spin.
The addicting flavour spread through his mind like wildfire setting his soul ablaze. He licked again, this time a little less gentle and right on your clit.
And he froze when you let out a barely audible, very quiet little moan. Jisung felt his skin crawl back onto his flesh, the hairs of his forearms standing. He looked at you again, you were still sound asleep.
Was it possible that somehow you were feeling him between your thighs while you were still dreaming. Jisung didn’t know. The only thing that was certain to him was that he needed more of you. He licked again and he was rewarded by another moan followed by the brief mention of a word. A word he heard a thousand times hanging from your sweet lips. A word so mundanely banal. His name.
His name slipped out of your pretty mouth to crash onto him, hitting him right in the chest. His name said so perfectly.
“Jisung…aaah” you moaned softly, almost whimpering.
He froze again and carefully peeled his eyes off your center to look at your face. But you appeared to be still sleeping. So it meant you were dreaming of him. Your body felt good and your mind chose him to explain this feeling. 
He couldn’t take it anymore he started to swirl his tongue around your clit. Everything was just too much. Your divine nude form layed on the bed, your smell, your taste and now your voice moaning his name.
Jisung didn't want this to ever stop. He started to move his tongue rapidly around your now swollen little bundle of nerves as he jerked off his cock again with both his hands. Rutting inside his fists like a street dog in heat as he feasted on your taste, lapping at your entrance and plunging his tongue inside of you to swipe his tongue back up to your swollen clit, sucking around the erected nub until you were breathless, pearls of sweat rolling on your forehead. 
Jisung felt you throb on his tongue and suddenly your body tenses up, your head thrown back and you squirted all over his open and welcoming mouth. He relished on your cum, swallowing your release in big gulps as he made himself cum again with you, careful to only spill his seed in his hand this time around. Mind numbing euphoria coursing through his body from his lower stomach. He gently guided you through your orgasm, softly lapping at your throbbing clit until your body went limp.
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Jisung started eating breakfast before you this morning. He couldn't help but smirk when you emerged from the hall with small groggy eyes.
“Hey sleepy head!” he greeted you with this signature adorable smile, his fluffy cheeks rising like bread dough. You responded by a sleepy groan.
“Actually I think I dreamt of you” You frowned trying to recall the blurry memories of the dream…
Jisung’s wholesome smile turned into a sly smirk as he attempted to hide it in his cereal bowl.
“Oh really?”
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a/n: sooo how was it????? did you like it??? my first han fic and it broke me tbh. like im sucker for perv han i just love him okay? this blog is the official perv han lover support group <3
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quokkawritesarchive · 2 months
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I need more perv! Seungmin, he’s been driving me nuts 🤤🧡
PERV!SEUNGMIN who is your brother’s best friend, but only befriended him, so he could get closer to you
PERV!SEUNGMIN whose favorite season is summer because he can see you in tight tank tops and miniskirts
PERV!SEUNGMIN who has a special folder with a photos of your pussy from different angles. there are some when you were wearing a swimsuit, some when you bent over, and some that he did when you were asleep. it is very blurry and dark, because he panicked that he might wake you up, but it is enough for him to imagine your throbbing sweet little pussy
PERV!SEUNGMIN who purposely stays almost till midnight at your house, hanging out with your brother, so he could wait till you show up in your tight pajama shorts that curve your ass perfectly
PERV!SEUNGMIN who comes into your room at night and uses your free-hanging hand to jerk himself off. your skin is so soft and your palm is so small. the way you innocently snore in your sleep while he thrusts in your palm makes him cum almost immediately, leaving stains on your bedsheets
PERV!SEUNGMIN who doesn’t know that you didn’t lock the bathroom door multiple times on purpose, so he could walk in on you
PERV!SEUNGMIN who lets you borrow his hoodie and then doesn’t wash it for months till your perfume wears off
PERV!SEUNGMIN who steals your panties out of the laundry basket and then puts in back weeks later with his cum stains on it
PERV!SEUNGMIN who sniffs your stolen panties and puts them on his face while he cums, so he can imagine what would it be like to taste you on his tongue
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bangtanmix73 · 4 months
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Perv Jisung and perv reader hard thought, beyond filthy
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We’ve talked about perv Jisung with unknowing reader but what about perv reader pretends to be oblivious to his perverted tendencies but she secretly fuels them. Purposely leaving the bathroom door unlocked and cracked for him to take pictures of her. Purposely “forgetting” her towel or her clothes and asking him to bring them to her. She purposely leaves her used panties out because she knows Han likes them better than washed ones, sometimes uses her panties clean up her cum as a special treat for him. She peaks in on him masturbating with her panties, plays with herself at the same pace he strokes himself, cumming with him. Wearing mini skirts and bending over to tease him, pretending to struggle picking something up so he gets a good enough look. Sometimes “forgetting” to wear panties that day. She loves sucking on popsicle to tease him. Almost obnoxiously slurping her popsicle just to watch Jisung attempt to hide his boner.
Just two perverted best friends.
Not proofread, sorry
Taglist: @binnies-minsung-fanclub
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crdteezv · 3 months
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Untitled - Han
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Paring: !childhood friends to lovers! , perv!han jisung  x afab! reader
Genre:  idol! Au, smut
Synopsis: You finally reunited with your childhood best friend after 10 years! But, you didn’t notice how much he changed since you last saw each other…
Warnings:  smut, rough sex, dub/non-con, somno, dirty talk, teasing, kissing, fingering, groping, use of sex toys, voyeurism, manhandling, overstimulation, unprotected sex 
Word Count: 2.5k words
A/n: This was requested by someone a long time ago and I decided to post it now. This does contain CNC (aka consensual non consent) & if that’s something you’re not comfortable with please DON’T READ THIS!!!
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One late night, you and Jisung were in a convenience store. He was up late in the studio working on a song with Chan. On his way home, he thought he should stop by and grab some food.  You so happened to be there wanting the same thing. The aisles were really small and you had barely any room to walk around. You accidentally bump into him and he looks at you with a confused look. 
Then it hit him.
You both used to be childhood friends and practically grew up with each other. You were also neighbors at one point and used to hang out all the time. Sadly at the beginning of high school, you had to move away. You both lost contact with each other and haven’t spoken since then. 
“Hey, do you remember me? Han Jisung? We used to be neighbors and would hang out all the time.”
In that moment all the memories you shared with him came back. You were shocked, to say the least. Who would’ve thought you would reunite with Jisung in a convenience store of all places?
“OH MY GOD YES! I do remember you, Jising how have you been?”
He was so relieved that you remembered him. It's been over 10 years since you last saw each other. Even after all this time, he can still recall your beautiful smile.
“I’ve been good and I took your advice and focused on music! I am now a part of an Idol group. Thank you for always motivating me to become an Idol.”
“Aww of course! I still can’t believe you remember me telling you to go for it. That was such a long time ago. I was just a kid and would just be saying whatever really.”
"Well, how could I forget someone like you? You were my best friend - I was too shy to talk to anyone else."
Both of you shared a laugh. Jisung usually stuck to his close friends and found it difficult to make new ones. As he mentioned, you were his only true best friend.
“Well, I knew you would love pursuing a music career! I recently moved back here for school!”
♡♡♡♡
From that point on you and Jisung talked the whole night, he even walked you home. You exchanged numbers and would hang out when you both could. One thing led to another and he asked you officially on a date. You both knew you had feelings for each other. 
You and Jisung got into a relationship not too long ago after that. It’s only been about 5 months and still very fresh and new. Sadly, after dating for 2 months, he had to go on a tour with all the members. So the majority of your relationship was long-distance. You still were learning so much about each other at this point. 
However, people can change in the span of 10 years. Although Jisung was still the same kind-hearted and witty guy,  you knew something was different about him. 
Jisung became such a pervert for you and you didn’t even know it. 
It only took you guys reconnecting recently to realize how obsessed he was with you. Before you started dating, he would sometimes come over to your apartment late as a surprise. Given how often he was at your place, you had given him a spare key. 
One night he left the studio early and went straight to your place because he missed your company. He entered your apartment and kept calling out your name. He was confused when he didn’t hear you give a response back. He saw that your bedroom was opened a little bit and you were moaning out loud. He was taken aback by what he was seeing right now. He always would think of you in a sexual light but this was too much for him. 
Your legs were spread open as you used your dildo. You let your imagination go wild and imagine Jisung was the one pounding into you. You were so horny you even moaned out his name.
He felt so hard after seeing all the things you were doing to yourself. He also felt really bad because he knew he was not even supposed to be here right now. He just wanted to watch a movie with you like he always does before he goes home. Jisung always loved watching movies with you, especially the cheesy romance movies. You would both make fun of the actors and how bad their acting was.
Instead, he was outside of your room stroking his cock to your moans. 
He was imagining that he was making you feel this good. He tried to not make a noise so you didn’t suspect anything. It wouldn’t even matter anyway because you were too busy in your own world fucking yourself to the thought of him. He eventually came at the same time that you did. 
Jisung realized how perverted he was jerking himself outside of your room without you even knowing. He quickly cleaned up himself and left your place before you noticed. He never told you about that night.
There are a lot of things he doesn’t tell you.
Sometimes you would send him some scandalous photos of yourself to see if you look good. You would ask him so you can get a guy's perspective on it. 
However, he would secretly save them on his phone and beat off to them later. He always tells himself he will delete them and will never do it again. Yet, every time he is horny, he keeps on going back to those photos in his folder of you and gains so much gratification from it.
He was so obsessed with you that every little thing you did would turn him on. The way you put him in a trance from just your moans alone was insane. All he can think about is the first time he caught you getting off to him. 
Now ever since you have been dating, you guys see each other less since he recently went on tour.  All these nights you guys would spend without each other was so hard for him. It was so bad to the point that he would sometimes hide in the hotel bathroom and jerk off to your pics and videos he still had saved of you. 
This was so embarrassing for him and he already felt like shit doing all this behind your back. But, he was too far gone give a fuck about it now. He always thinks about how disgusted you’d probably feel if you ever found out about his secret collection of you. 
He just misses being with you in person instead of calling on FaceTime. It was getting frustrating for him and all he wanted to do is fuck you. 
However, tonight was his last straw and he couldn’t take it anymore. He has been back from touring for about a week now. He took some time to recover before seeing you. He knows the moment he sees you it's going to be over for him.
Unfortunately, he had to be in the studio tonight with Chan and Changbin making some new music. It really sucked because today you and him were supposed to hang out after he was done working. But at the last minute, Chan told him he needed his help on this song he was thinking of making. The whole time Han was thinking about your moans from all the times he would touch himself to you.
He kept on getting distracted and barely gave any help to Chan and Changbin.
“Hey Jisung, are you okay? You’re normally not this quiet.” Chan said.
Jisung knew that he wasn’t ok.
All he wanted to do was go to your apartment and fuck the shit out of you. He has been pent up for too long now. You and him only had sex a handful of times and you have been without each other for 3 months.
“Yeah, I'm just a little distracted right now. Sorry, but I don’t think I’ll be much help tonight.”
“Hey, it’s ok! I know how tired you may feel after the tour so you can go home tonight. Have a good night!”
Jisung nodded his head and quickly left the studio. There was only one thing on his mind right now.
You.
He went straight to your place and opened the door with his key. He noticed you were asleep, lying on your side. Under the covers, you had your vibrator in your hands, and you were passed out on the bed.
That alone made him so hard. The thought of you using it and moaning out his name is driving him crazy. 
He started taking off his clothes leaving himself in just his boxers. He gets into bed with you, wrapping his arms around you. You were barely awake but you leaned back against him not even realizing he was there with you. 
He started grinding against you and became hard for you. He couldn’t hold back and started grunting out loud. At this point, you started to wake up. You felt afraid as the room was dark, making it hard for you to realize that it was Jisung. In your drowsy state, you half-awake, you thought he was an intruder.
You start to panic.
“Hey, who is there? Get the fuck off of me-”
You started hearing a buzzing sound. 
It was your vibrator and he started to push it against your clit to try and make you stop talking.
“Shh sweetie it’s me. I am sorry you just got me soo fucking hard and I can’t take it anymore.”
You were in a state of shock and disbelief. You have never seen Jisung like this before.
“Mhmm I know you’re but I already came and I am too tired to do it again. Can’t we just do it in the morning?”
If only it was that simple.
Jisung's patience was running thin and he decided to not hold back anymore.
He covered your mouth and whispered in your ear and said 
“I’m sorry baby, but tonight I am going to take what I want. And right now I need you to just let me fuck you.”
At this point, you were squirming around and yelling at him to stop it. You really weren’t in the mood for all this. He kept getting agitated and started putting his hand around your neck and began choking you. As he did that he started marking you and biting your neck and shoulders. With his other hand, he started to pump into his cock and get off to your cries and whimpers. 
“You're squirming so much for me baby and I think it's so cute. The more you struggle, the harder you’re gonna get me"
You couldn’t believe what Jisung was saying to you right now. Your perception of him completely changed now. You thought he was sweet-hearted and nice and not such a creep and pervert. 
He couldn’t take it anymore and started lowering his boxers and took out his cock. 
You can already feel the precum that was escaping him and how needy he was for you. He started slowly pushing it in you. You gasped out so loud even though he was covering your mouth. 
You forgot how big he was.
He also put his hands under your shirt and held onto them as he started pounding up into you. He also had the vibrator on your clit too.  He started leaving hickeys all over your neck. He didn’t care what he was doing at this point he was marking where he felt like it. 
You were still whining and crying from how hard he is fucking you and the vibrator on your clit wasn’t making it any better. 
“Stop making so much noise sweetie, I already feel bad as is.”
You started crying at this point because all you want for him is to stop but he just keeps on going. He says such sinful stuff in your ear that you don’t even know how to feel at this point.
He started laughing at you crying from his dick,
“Aww baby, are you crying from how hard I’m fucking you? You’re so pathetic can’t even take a couple of hard strokes.”
You didn’t know why but for some reason when he said that you started to tighten up around him. That alone made you feel wetter. 
He noticed it.
“Mhmm look at you becoming such a good girl for me. I knew deep down you secretly wanted this.”
You kept shaking your head, displaying that you were against this.
That just made him more hard and started fuck you harder and harder. You started to become so dizzy from all this stimulation. 
Jisung was at his breaking point.
 All this overstimulation started to become overwhelming for you. You wondered why he wasn't pulling out, as he usually does when you both are close. However, this time, he continues without stopping, still thrusting into you.
“ I am sorry but tonight, I have to finish inside you. I have been waiting for 3 fucking months. So how about you be good to me and take what I give you ok darling?”
At this point, you couldn’t take it anymore. 
He took his hand off your mouth as you both came at the same time. You didn’t give a fuck at this point you were practically screaming out his name as he pumps his load into you. Both your moans were so loud you wouldn’t be shocked if your neighbors heard you. 
Jisung fell back beside you and pulled you into him. He put you on his chest and wrapped his arms around you. He started kissing you all over and said
“Sweetie, I’m sorry for the way I acted out tonight. I just missed being with you these past 3 months. Especially being inside of you. Fuck I missed that soo much and having you moan out my name.”
You nuzzled into his chest and said “Yeah it's okay and I missed you so much too. Next time just tell me whenever you're in the mood. Tonight you really scared me. I hope you don’t act like this again.”
“Fine, I’ll never act out like that ever again and I am truly sorry if I hurt you.”
However, you both knew that wasn’t true and he would always come to take what he wants…
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slutsmut-racha · 6 months
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trigger warning: perv!skz, dubcon
skz! who brought you along for a fun day at the beach
skz! who kept you out so late because they were having so much fun
skz! who loaded everything back on the little bus they rented for the trip when they were finally ready to leave
skz! who are having a hard time (no pun intended) keeping their boners concealed
skz! who keep glancing at you in the back of the bus every time you yawn
skz! who go mad every time you yawn because it sounds like a little moan
skz! who love when you stretch because you lift your arms over your head and your crop top rises up, showing your underboob because you're not wearing a bra
skz! who also love when you stretch your arms behind your back instead because your tits press taught to your shirt and your nipples poke through
skz! who lose their minds because is that a nipple piercing???
skz! who want to know what your pretty little mouth feels like every time you yawn and your lips open up
skz! who can't help the dirty thoughts you provoke when your just so sleepy
skz! who want to stuff something in your mouth the next time you yawn because it's literally driving them insane with how much they want more from you
that one skz member! who finally tells you "go to sleep if you're so tired. here, use my shoulder to lay your head on."
that one skz member! who is so smug because that's right: he's the one who got a hold of you, not any of the other members
that one skz member! who accidentally cops a feel and touches you after you've finally fallen asleep
that one skz member! who makes sure you get into bed safely 😉
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wegc · 4 months
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perv!channie and reader finally fucking but she teases him the whole time until he has had enough. “you’re such a fucking pervert” and “you’re so disgusting” all while she’s grinning at him and riding him like her life depends on it. he’s literally a second away from cumming as soon as he’s inside her. “you really think you deserve to cum? after fantasizing about fucking your best friend’s sister?” she denies him to cum for so long that he finally snaps and flips her over, pounding into her like a madman. “such a tease, you whore” and “don’t have much to say now, huh?” she cums so hard but he’s not done. even after he cums, he aint done either…
OK IM DONE AHHHHHH (please feel free to finish or add on or write more to it bc i would v much appreciate it)
i’m ascending. something about cocky!reader paired with a perpetually flustered, perv!chan is such a mouthwatering combination.
perv!chan whose cock twitches inside you every time you humiliate him with yet another reminder of how repulsive and depraved he is; he can’t bite back immediately because you’re right. he’s nothing but a disgusting pervert and he’s fortunate that you aren’t completely appalled by him.
when you grip the base of his cock and guide him inside your dripping cunt, chan feels like he could pass away beneath you. every delusion of his, whether it emerged in his bedroom or your washroom—a mere room away from you—was coming true and it was far better than he had ever imagined.
all he can do is pant and whine under you, taking in the sight of your tits bouncing in his face and the cute flush of your face, which scrunched up in pleasure. most importantly, the feeling of your cunt—the warmest thing in the world—took his breath away; his cunt, all his—he’d make sure of it.
the overwhelming feeling of being inside you, the epiphany and high of all his dreams and desires coming true right before him has his poor cock pulsing inside you, seconds away from cumming. each flutter of your cunt, each moment your fingers teased his nipples or when your hot, wet mouth whined against his had him feeling lightheaded—he knew he wouldn’t last long.
and your teasing—while it did turn him on, it also infuriated him. god, you were such a fucking brat—a mouthy little handful. did you frankly know what he thought of every time he stroked his cock to the image of you? you wouldn’t be behaving so pretentiously if you knew all the things he yearned to do to you, all the positions he’d bend you in, all the fondling and groping he had dreamt of, all the mean and obscene remarks he’d taunt you with, all the ways in which he would make you beg for more. you had no fucking clue.
before you even realize it, you’re pulled off his cock and manhandled to your hands and knees, where the drilling of chan’s cock seizes your breath. he’s suddenly so deep inside your cunt—you swear the tip of his cock might kiss your cervix—and you can scarcely catch some air every time he snaps his hips to go harder.
chan would grin, smacking your ass, laughing shakily at the sounds of your yelps and wailing with each drag of his length. your face is buried in his pillow, but even that hardly muffles your loud sobs and pleas.
“god, you don’t ever shut up do you?”
“fuckin’ brat, you want more?”
“dirty little thing, you’re just as gross as me.”
“you feel like a whore, don’t you? doesn’t it make you feel dirty, knowing everything i’ve done? you hate that you like it, don’t you?”
chan, who fucks until dawn, cumming continually inside you and pulling out periodically to observe and engrave the way his cum oozes out of your gaping hole. he feels so pleased as he takes in the bruises and marks he’s littered on your body, marking you as his. or even better, the way your eyes gloss over, looking at him desperately with tearful eyes. your hair is dishevelled, draped messily across his ruined sheets, and your lips are bruised with his kisses and nibbles, lipgloss pathetically smudged away.
“so fucking pretty—my pretty girl, yeah? you wanna go again? can’t go without me, hm? need me so bad to stop all that fussing, right?”
“you’re all mine now, you know that? can’t fuck you just once—can’t have you looking at other people.”
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etherealinowrites · 9 months
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can you please please please please write perv best friend minho manipulating you into sleeping with him? like you’re his cute bestie and he just has to have you or he’ll be very sad and you can’t see him sad so you’ll do anything to make him happy
i love this ask so much, i stepped outta class to answer this too <3
perv bestf minho x female reader.
smut. cnc, use of pet names and nicknames like baby angel etc. roleplay, swearing, kissing, minho is a sneaky manipulative bitch (not really it’s all pre agreed and approved and mutually consented)
minors dni
part 2
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your best friend minho was obsessed with you. of course he was, had you seen yourself? you were the epitome of a gorgeous person. a literal goddess in his eyes. it didn’t help that you were extremely inexperienced, so cute and innocent when it came to anything sexual. it made him absolutely feral, seeing your doe eyes when anything sexual came up, how your cheeks would turn red because you had no experience whatsoever. he was obsessed with every minute of it. and every once of you.
it didn’t help that you were extremely careless with minho, walking around braless, pants less and what not less. he was your best of 15 years after all, you didn’t think you had anything to hide. but what you didn’t know was just how badly minho was affected by it all. seeing your breasts move under your hair, the outline of your nipples, it made him insane, being able to see it all up close but being unable to do anything.
minho couldn’t count the number of times he’d gotten off to your dirty laundry, to the pictures he’d drawn of you, to the expressions you made when you both watched movies together. oh of course he had to jerk himself off under the blanket you both shared as you watched the movie on your fridays off.
and this friday was no different, you both sat on the couch, an old romcom playing on the tv as you ate some popcorn from the tub next to you on the couch. you’d forgone a bra again, wearing a flimsy tank with some tiny shorts which practically did nothing, on your body, but did a whole lot to minho, who was doing everything he could to hold himself back from grabbing a handful of your perfect ass and squeezing it.
“i’m so cold” you whined and snuggled into his side, his bicep brushing against your breast and he teased up. while your eyes were trained on the tv, he shamelessly but sneakily checked your breasts out, oh those round tits, fuck, teasing him like a slut. he thought. he couldn’t take it anymore and placed his hand on your thigh, startling you a little. “min?” you mumbled and he sighed. “shhh angel, min just wants to cuddle you” he cooed and you instantly relaxed, it was minho after all.
his hand slowly snaked up, now fully stroking your thigh and getting a good feel of anything he wanted. “um” you mouthed out when his hands brushed your panties, making you shiver. “what-“ you began but he placed a finger to your lips, “minho needs to cuddle you angel, won’t you let him?” he said with a pout, hiding the smirk at your blush.
your heart broke at that, how could you possibly say no to your minho? so you nodded and spread your legs, letting him touch what he wanted and in between, he picked you up into his lap, touching your cunt over your panties carefully and starting to place small kisses on your neck. “minho- that’s a little-“ you whined, closing your eyes at the pleasure you felt and he couldn’t help but smirk, pinching your clit gently.
“but baby, don’t you want minho to cuddle you, touch you and be happy? that’s what best friends do angel, they make their friends happy, and do whatever is needed to do that” he cooed into your ear, licking it sensually ask you almost whimpered at that. “do you want min to be sad mm? don’t you want your best friend to be happy?” he pouted and said this in a gentle whine, knowing full well what it did to you.
this has you shaking your head quickly, this was your best friend minho, he needed to be happy right? whatever was needed from you, you would do it. “okay min, touch me please? be happy?” you mewled and minho smirked, pushing his hands inside your panties. “now that’s my good angel”
[compiled list of hard thoughts]
part 2
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lino-jagiyaa · 1 year
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perv seungmin short fic… who wants to be tagged? 👀
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hanjisunglover · 6 days
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perv han headcannons?? -🦷
hello my friendo ≽^•⩊•^≼ copy that warnings: nsfw links! male masturbation, he's kinda a creep, somnophilia, penetration.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐕 - 𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐉𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆
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hanji that every time he sees you in your pretty skits can't contain himself from running into the bathroom and touching his stupid cock because he can't stop imagining to bend you over and fuck you right there, just lifting your skirt enough to take what he wants.
when you invite hanji over with your group of friends he finds your room just to masturbate there, knowing that you probably do the same thing on that bed, right behind him. and just the thought is enough to make him cum shortly, ready to go back on the little movie time with the rest of the people there, acting all nice and shy around you when just a moment ago he was thinking the dirtiest things ever.
gets all mad when hanji find out that some creep mailed you a package with some boxers dirty of sperm, seeing you cry just makes him wants to protect you from those people, even if the boxers are his.
vacation with you and your group of friends is such satisfy thing for hanji, but sharing room with you? because you were so scared of that scary movie that he begged to watch.. knowing how bad you handle them.. telling you to get comfortable as he takes a shower but just the thought of rubbing his dick against your ass when you sleep makes him want to just ruin your pretty body.
but when hanji is away from you for months because he's doing tours, oh that's the worse for him. he can't feel your presence around the dorms, not being able to steal your panties or your clothes that fits him to have your profume with him. he needs to hide his toys in his suitcase to not get caught by the staff or the other members, moaning your name like a desperate man - face buries in the sheets, hand on the toy and the other to grip on the pillows, curling his toes in pleasure.
but when you let hanji fucks you, he's not gonna keep it quiet, he's loud even by himself. he's not gonna last long, he desired being inside you for a while that feeling you so warm and wet, he just wants to make a big mess. "a-ah.. yes baby, taking so good for me.. oh fuck you're so wet.. so wet and warm.. you're gonna make me cum soon."
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miss-starlet · 8 months
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♡Perv! Hyunjin♡
18+ MDNI
I'm at work, but I just can't get Perv! Hyunjin out of my head. He would love to watch you when you are in the shower.
I feel like he usually isn't ashamed of his pervy ways. However he definitely can't help but feel a little bit guilty about watching you without your knowledge but...the shower panel is clear, so he can see everything, and the sight is so beautiful.
He adores the way the light caresses your skin, turning the water droplets into glistening diamonds beneath the bathroom's soft light.
He will think about joining you in the shower and helping you out.
By helping out he means he would drop to his knees and buried his face into you. Strongly gripping yours legs open, so his tongue can lap at your wet cunt before quickly fucking you with his tongue. Once you cum, he will pin you down against the tile wall. Thrust in and out of you until your tears mix with the water drops on your face.
And don't get me started if you decide to pleasure yourself in the shower.
He would watch as your fingers rub your clit before pushing two inside. He couldn't help but think how your fingers wouldn't be able to reach as good as his long fingers could.
If you end up breathlessly moaning his name, he would take it as a sign that you knew that he was watching you. And what kind of man would he be if he didn't come and help you out? ;)
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abitterboy · 4 months
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Rainy Daze
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Genre: Smut (Seungmin)
Summary: Seungmin drives you home on a rainy evening.
Word Count: 2k
Warnings: Pervert Seungmin, horny thoughts, masturbation, men whimpering/moaning
(unedited and written quickly as i’m super busy rn but this thought plagued my mind. i had originally wanted to write this for jisung because im obsessed with perv ji but realized i have nothing for seungmin so here we go)
“Shit shit shit!”
Seungmin looked up to see where that voice sounded from and saw you stressed out in your car. The engine wouldn’t start and it was pouring outside. You got out of your car and kicked the tire before looking up at the sky and remembering the rain that you had just walked through. Your hands shot up over your head as you opened the door to sit back in your car defeated. He stood there confused as to what he should do as he held his umbrella over his head. Seungmin and you worked together and he has always kind of had a thing for you. You had been very helpful to him when he first started working there and were always eager to lend a hand. On top of your good work ethic, you were also extremely sexy and he swears he's never seen anyone look so good in button downs and skirts. He knew it was ridiculous but he daydreamed about you all the time. Especially if he found you bent over to pick up something or saw you through your office window with your top shirt buttons undone and your hair down. You were his greatest fantasy. Before connecting his brain to his feet, he started walking towards your car. He honestly had no idea what he was gonna say, but he wanted to provide you with some sort of comfort or solution in your time of need. Once reaching your car, he knocked on the window and accidentally startled you. He put his hand up and mouthed a “sorry” before you lowered your window. Even drenched in rain, you were still so beautiful. The way your hair clung to your face and your eyelashes stuck together, created an entirely new beauty on you that he had never seen.
“I uh- I see you’re having some car troubles.”
You laughed pathetically and put your hands to your forehead in defeat.
“Well I knew this piece of junk would crap out on me one day. I just really hoped it wouldn’t be a day as soon as this one.”
Seungmin saw the stress in your face. He looked across the lot at his car, and the only solution he could think of blurted out of his mouth.
“I could drive you, you know? Maybe uh-um if you want me to I mean.”
You looked in the direction of Sungmin's car and back at Seungmin before smiling.
“I would really appreciate that. Let me just get my stuff real quick.”
Seungmin nodded and watched as you got your purse and other belongings out of the car. He found it odd when you folded up a sweater and held it close to your chest instead of putting it on.
“Don’t you want to wear that? You’re less likely to get as wet if you do.”
“It’s foolish of me to keep this dry isn’t it? It’s just that I really like this jacket and I don’t know if I’ll have enough time to wash it tonight and wear it tomorrow. I’d hate for it to smell like rain at work.”
You slowly got out of the car and Seungmin extended the umbrella to you. You tried to gently push it back towards him, but he insisted. You pushed it back one more time but this time inched your way closer to him so you could both be covered by the umbrella. He tensed up at how close you were. Your wet shirt allowed for your bra to show through it and he tried hard not to stare but he couldn't help but glance as the two of you walked to the car. Seungmin walked to your side first and opened the passenger door to let you in.
“Thank you.”
You lowered your head first and bent into the car to throw your belongings in the back. Seungmin held the umbrella above you as he stared at the way your back bent and the way your ass was sticking out the car so close to him. He didn’t dare move and had to hold back his lustful thoughts of you so he wouldn’t embarrass himself by popping a boner. Despite him being confident and brave in his head, he knew he was too shy to actually act on any of his thoughts or feelings. You slid into the car and he made his way to his side to get in and start the car. You put your address into his phone and he started on his way. You looked out the window at the rain falling. Usually you enjoy rain but this was absolutely not one of those moments.
“I really appreciate this, Seungmin. You're a lifesaver.”
He shook his head and looked over at you for a second.
“No it was just the right thing to do.”
You smiled and turned to look at Seungmin. His sleeves were rolled up and he was super focused on the road. He honestly looked kind of… pretty? His facial features were soft yet had a sharpness to him, huh you had never noticed that before.
The ride wasn”t filled with much chatter but you two made small talk about a lot of things. It was not awkward at all and you actually enjoyed the ride with him. Once you made it to your house you went to grab your stuff out the back seat and thanked Seungmin again.
“You’re the best. I swear.”
Seungmin realized that you now had no car and wondered how you were gonna make it to work tomorrow.
“Um, would you need me or maybe want me to drive you to work tomorrow? I’m not too far from here it wouldn't be too out of my way.”
“Oh my god I wasn’t even thinking about tomorrow. Again, you save my ass. Yes I’d appreciate that. I’ll put my number in your phone and buy you some gas to make up for it.”
You grabbed his phone as he insisted you didn’t owe him gas. You scoffed and stated that you would do it no matter how stubborn he was. You wanted to put a photo of you in your contact so you grabbed Seungmin and took a photo together. You didn’t like the photo as you were head on and you preferred your side profile.
“Do you have a girlfriend?”
He looked shocked at the sudden question and shook his head no.
“Good, wouldn't wanna upset her.”
You smiled before grabbing him again and pulling his face towards yours to plant a kiss on his cheek before snapping the photo.
He was frozen. What the hell just happened. His mind raced as he thought of what he would do if he was brave. He would have grabbed your face and kissed you. He would’ve thrown you over his lap and put his hands on your hips to roll them over his forming hard on. He would’ve kissed you so deeply you'd be gasping for air.
Meanwhile, you were pleased with the photo and gave him his phone back before casually hopping out of the car. The rain had calmed down but you still ran a little to your front door to avoid getting any more soaked. Once you unlocked your door you turned around and waved bye to Seungmin. He feigned a smile and waved back before pulling off.
Fuck.
He was so fucked right now. Seungmin was so lucky you didn’t look at him after you kissed him because he knows you would have seen the way his pants were straining against his dick right now. The softness of your lips was still faintly felt on his cheek and he didn’t dare touch it. He planned to jerk off to the photo of you two when he got home but as he pulled into his driveway Seungmin realized his roommate was home. Damn. He reclined his seat to lay all the way back and closed his eyes as he took a deep breath, hoping to calm himself down. As he took in his breath he smelled something familiar. He smelled you. He looked to the side to see your jacket was left behind, blending into the color of his seats. He grabbed it without thinking and held it to his nose. Your scent filled his head and he couldn’t help but moan.
“Fuck, she smells so good.”
Without registering what he was doing he slipped his hand down his torso and ran it over his clothed erection.
“Mm fuck~”
A whimper escaped him and led him to further his movements. Seungmin lifted his shirt and undid his belt buckle before reaching in to feel himself over his boxers. With another smell of your jacket that was almost covering his face, he stuck his hand fully into his boxers and embraced himself. His thoughts ran wild of you on his lap, kissing him and grinding down against his crotch.
“Ah that feels good.”
He would kiss down your neck and take in the scent of your hair and clothes while you moaned with your pretty voice. He would slowly slip off your shirt and kiss up and down your chest, loving every part of you with his lips and tongue. You would roll your hips above him just to feel him grow below you and then you’d beg him to fuck you. At least that’s what he imagined.
Seungmin placed the jacket on his face to free up one of his hands and lifted his hips to lower his pants, fully freeing himself to get sharper movements around his throbbing cock. The jacket slipped from his face where he had placed it and made it towards his chest. He knew this was wrong, and he knew he shouldn’t be doing this but he had gone this far already. He placed the jacket over his dick and started using it to get himself off. The soft material and the fact that it was yours and had been on your body and in your room drove Seungmin absolutely mad. He started thrusting quickly upwards into the jacket that his hands kept wrapped tightly around his cock and squirmed as he did it. Soft whimpers of your name escaped him as he felt his climax approaching. A small fraction of Seungmin’s logical brain returned when he realized he couldn’t release on the jacket or you would know what he did so before he was finished he moved the jacket out of the way and came on his stomach instead. His breathing slowed as he came down and the rest of his logic returned to him.
He could not believe he just did that. He grabbed napkins out of his glove compartment to clean himself up. When pulling on his pants Seungmin realized that the jacket had a little stain on it. Oh fuck, that was his fault. He had to come up with a plan so he quickly did. He was going to pretend the jacket fell out of the car into a puddle when he opened the back door and that he washed it to return to you in the morning nice and clean. It was perfect and he would look kind instead of like the pervert he truly is. Seungmin collected his stuff, straightened himself up, and opened the door to step out of his car. He closed and locked the doors and made his way to his front door when all of a sudden he felt his shoe slip and he actually did fall into a puddle of water. Once the shock washed over him he could only say one thing to himself.
“Yeah, I deserve that.”
(im sorry im so inactive i just started a new job and it takes up all my time. i hope you at least got to enjoy this and i hope to be able to write again soon!)
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