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[gimmeurtmi]

your pregnant crocheting hc had me thinking 👁️ so you know pregnancy brain? Is when pregnant women experience memory loss, lack of concentration and more emotional sensitivity (and more crying) so imagine minho or seungmin trying to keep up with their usual banter/menace/tsundere tendencies with their partner and it goes terribly wrong or backfires

i am deeply familiar with such symptoms yes 😅 (you can get pregnancy brain from any influx or imbalance of estrogen and/or progesterone so i personally experience this a lot so this was very self indulgent djhgfs) i chose seung for this because i felt like he’s more likely to accidentally cross the line than mimo but if you want his version too let me know 🥹

(warnings; swearing, pregnant!reader, tears, slight angst, seungmin is a tsundy dumbass)

“hey, baby,” you yell into the living room as you rummage around the blankets looking for your phone. “is my phone there?”

seungmin and you were supposed to go out for a walk ten minutes ago but you couldn’t seem to find your shoes and then your second earring went missing and now your phone. you kept losing everything lately.

there’s no answer and you’ve already moved the pillows around three times but it’s nowhere. you don’t have any pockets, you’ve already checked your bag. “seung!!!”

“what?” he walks in, eyebrows raised at you.

“can you please help me?” you huff out, “i can’t find my phone and you aren’t helping.”

seungmin laughs loudly, deep and meaningfully like he does when he successfully teases his friends. you don’t really find any part of this funny.

“seung, this isn’t funny!!” you whine, “the bubble tea place is going to close in like,” you tap the phone in your hand, showing its ten minutes before their closing time, “in ten minutes and you said we’d go there but we won’t make it in ten minutes if i can’t find my fucking phone!”

“bubs, are you being serious?” he asks, eyebrows frowning in slight concern. you throw your hands up in the air.

“if you aren’t gonna help me just go on your walk alone then,” you groan, huffing before you sit down on the bed, looking left and right to try and find a hint of where your phone went off to.

“would it really be that hard for you to call me so i can find it?” you glare at him.

“nah,” he chuckles, “i’d like to see this one play out.”

“why are you being like this?” you sigh, looking up at him. seungmin just shrugs, the way he always does, but there’s a slight teasing smirk on his face.

usually, you know why he’s smirking like that at you. there’s some joke, some dance of his that you try and follow while you exchange banter between each other (and maybe throw in a few kisses to the mix). but right now you can’t seem to remember exactly what the conversation was about and if you started teasing him first but it kinda felt like he was laughing at you and you didn’t really like that. you look away from him, feeling suddenly exposed under his gaze.

you take in a deep breath as you pointedly ignore seungmin’s eyes on you. he’s studying you closely but you don’t really get why, and by now you’re sure the bubble tea place is closed and you’ve been craving it so badly for the past ten minutes you think you won’t ever eat again until you can satisfy the need for the softly popping tapioca pearls in your mouth. it’s too late now.

you feel your nose stinging lightly as tears gather up in your eyes. you blink them away, tonguing your cheek to try and calm yourself. you’ve already looked everywhere for your phone and your husband is being insufferable and not helping and your thighs burn all the time and your lower back has a constant dull ache in it and nothing ever makes it better and you want bubble tea so fucking bad.

you’re snapped out of your thoughts when you feel a small vibration in your lap.

it’s your phone. your phone!!!!

you jump up, eyes wide as you try and recall just how long it’s been in your lap (did seungmin put it there for you without you noticing?) but before you get to rush over him to thank him you see why the phone vibrated in the first place. a text message.

bubs’ hubs: pabo

your eyebrows frown, reading the message a few times. “you think i’m stupid?”

“what?” seungmin’s jaw practically drops to the floor. he blinks at you.

“you saw the phone was here this whole time and you let me get worried and waste our time just so you could call me stupid?” you feel the familiar stinging back as you blink quickly to stop the sting away. all it does is obscure your vision when the big drops start clinging onto your lashes.

“you’re not stupid,” seungmin says, quietly.

“but you just said i was, you could’ve said here’s your phone but what you said is stupid.”

“no, it wasn’t as like ‘stupid’ i meant pabo like affectionately you know, like how i say you’re annoying and i hate you and stuff?” he raises his eyebrows hopefully, dipping his head enough to look directly into your eyes. you see his own brown ones fill with worry when he sees just how much you’re crying.

“i’m annoying and you hate me…” you confirm quietly, walking past seungmin and into the living room. you didn’t realise seungmin thought that about you, but it was best to have everything out in the open you guess.

“what else?” you say when you feel seungmin following you. “am i ugly? do you think i’m mean and hopeless?”

“no, no, no,” seungmin quickly grabs your wrist, cupping your fingers in both of his large hands. “you misunderstood.”

“because i’m stupid,” you agree.

“no!” seungmin huffs. “you just couldn’t find the phone, it’s okay.”

“but you texted saying t—“

“—i texted so you’d find it. i thought it would make you laugh because objectively it is kinda silly to look for your phone when you’re holding it,” you feel more tears slip down your cheeks, “and you’re super cute when you’re silly.”

you squeeze his hands softly.

“seung,” you feel a sob rip through your chest, “my bubble tea.”

“i know,” he soothes, squeezing your hand tightly, “i’ll get you one from somewhere else?”

you nod quickly. seungmin affirms with a low hum and kisses your forehead, but you recoil.

“hey,” he lets out softly.

“i don’t, i don’t get why i’m annoying,” you shake your head, wiping away at your stubborn tears.

“you aren’t,” seungmin whines, jumping in place a few times. “i was just teasing!”

“but why would—“

“—because i’m the pabo, okay? i didn’t realise it was over the line. i just wanted to make my bubs laugh.”

“it wasn’t funny,” you stubbornly mumble.

“i know. bad puppy,” he frowns at you, or more like himself, and you giggle at the way his bottom lip sticks out.

he wraps his arms around you, hugging you tightly as he sways the pair of you from side to side. seungmin feels bad, awful even, for disregarding how emotional you might be. especially now while carrying his child for him. so he kisses you softly, the kiss stretching over a couple of minutes, before he quickly orders you the bubble tea you wanted and insists on cuddling you until he’s forgiven. he already is, you aren’t really so sure why you were that upset at something pretty trivial, but the tears kept coming and you couldn’t help them.

seungmin kisses them away regardless of how embarrassed you were by the whole thing, and then he presses a soft kiss on your belly too.

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[gimmeurtmi]

Thinking about putting on red lipstick and littering kisses all over Jisung’s tummy while he giggles with a cute little blush on his cheeks 🤭

oh you know i do love marking pretty boys up 🥹

(warnings; swearing, marking, reader wears makeup, kissies, jaist!!🔞)

“what about this one?” jisung asks cutely, holding up one of your lipsticks for you to inspect.

you’ve been trying to get your makeup look finished before going out to see your friends and jisung, your perfectly clingy boyfriend, insisted on helping. his idea of helping was asking “and what’s that for?” every five minutes and occasionally telling you which colour he thought would look nice.

now, he’s insistent you pick the lipstick he selected for you.

“no, that’s no good,” you shake your head, looking around your drawer for your favourite nude one.

“why not?” jisung frowns, uncapping the lipstick and twisting it out. he makes a loud woah sound as he takes in the bright red of it.

“it gets everywhere, that’s no good for going out to a restaurant!” you try and explain.

“what does that mean, gets everywhere?” his lips form into a small and curious circle and you roll your eyes at him. jisung isn’t clueless, you know he isn’t, so he’s either playing dumb or he’s not actually paying any attention.

you snatch the lipstick out of his hand, quickly applying a thin layer to your lips. you don’t pay too much thought to the precision or technique of the application, simply smack your lips together when you’re done and turn to your boyfriend.

“i love this colour on you,” he smiles, words soft and gentle.

you smile at him, thanking him softly before grabbing his chin and pulling him towards you. you plant a noisy kiss on his cheek, an audible mwwahh! leaving your lips before you turn his head towards the mirror.

“see? it gets everywhere!” you explained.

jisung smiles brightly at you. “that’s just the excess layer or something, i’m sure now it’ll stay put.”

now you know he’s doing it on purpose but you indulge him either way. you lowly tell him to stand up, and he quickly does, and you’re pushing his hoodie up while you rub your fingers all over his stomach.

you want to squeeze his tiny waist until he can’t even breathe but you stop yourself, instead just grazing your nails up and down his stomach again and again and again while jisung does everything in his power to stay standing on both feet.

you move closer to his tan skin, softly pressing your lips above his belly button. a beautiful red stain is left behind once you pull away.

jisung giggles, actually giggles, and you start planting more kisses around his skin. his neck is redder than it was before and his eyes are tightly shut and his smile is so wide and his puffy cheek has a perfect pair of lips on it in bright red. you dare suck on the skin next, pulling it between your teeth as you mark him with something more permanent than your lipstick.

“do you see what i meant now?” you ask, running your nails over your masterpiece, careful to not smudge any of your work.

“need you to prove it more,” jisung rushes, discarding his hoodie and quickly undoing his belt.

“ji,” it’s your turn to giggle as he quickly grabs the lipstick and asks you to put on another layer.

“wanna see how long it takes for my dick to be covered in it,” he mumbles, already pushing his boxers to the floor.

“i’ll be late—“

“—trust me, it won’t take long.”

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[gimmeurtmi]

Cuddling with Seungmin with his arms wrapped around your waist and head resting on your stomach when he starts to feel needy so he nuzzles his nose between your legs to tell you what he wants… 🤭

whiny needy seungie………………….. *stares longingly into the middle distance*

(warnings; swearing, smut!!!🔞, oral f receiving)

your boyfriend flops on top of you as soon as he enters your room, a silent whine leaving his lips at the question of his wellbeing. “‘m tired,” is all he says, nuzzling his head into your stomach as he closes his eyes.

you let him wrap his arms around your waist, tucking his head to the side as the most adorable smile graces his feature. he’s happy, you can tell, and he slowly rubs his thumb against your hips as he hums softly.

“tummy warm,” he says, humming contently.

you pick up your hot water bottle that was previously on your stomach before seungmin unknowingly shoved it off you to replace his head there instead. he grabs the hot water bottle from your arms, tucking it by your thigh with his large hand on top of it.

you chuckle at him, grabbing your phone and getting back to the scrolling your boyfriend interrupted. seungmin moans about his phone being in his coat by the door so you show him a few videos, until the algorithm starts suggesting clips from a show he doesn’t watch so he waves you off and closes his eyes again.

you bring your fingers into his hair, carding through the blonde locks lightly, focus mainly on your thumb swiping up and up and up as seungmin softly hums against you. it’s calm, serene even, and you sigh deeply as you sink into the feeling.

you’re not sure how many videos it is later that seungmin starts fidgeting.

first, he starts tapping his fingers against your hip to a beat of a song he’s singing quietly but then he forgets the rest of the lyrics and gives up. then he keeps opening his eyes, looking up at you, then closing them again with a huff. rinse, repeat.

you’re about to ask him what the fuck his problem is and if he wants to do something else instead but he quickly gives you an answer when he moves his head around, nuzzling his nose between your legs.

“pups?” you said, voice soft from disuse.

he doesn’t answer, instead tucks his chin between your thighs and pushes them apart. he doesn’t need to use much force at all—considering you’re happy to help, and soon his face is between your thighs.

you’re expecting something, some kind of.. movement.. but all seungmin does is lay his head right between your legs, mouth pressed into your pelvis with a soft kiss to your hip bone.

you cough. seungmin giggles since the movement causes his head to lift lightly, and he presses a small kiss on your leggings. you know it’s where the little bow on your underwear sits.

that’s not exactly where you want him.

he kisses again, nuzzling in where your leg connects to your pelvis. another kiss. so soft, so fleeting, and you need more.

seungmin moves his head down, to the space you’ve created between your legs, and inhales. he inhales deeply, kissing right above where your clit is—but there’s too many layers in between.

“you smell so good, bubs,” he groans, eyes fluttering open as he looks up at you. “can i taste?”

you nod, quickly throwing your phone to the side and peeling off your leggings. you’re about to get rid of your mostly ruined underwear before seungmin stops you, the arms still wrapped around your waist keeping you still.

“like this,” he demands, nuzzling against your inner thigh.

he kisses more, kisses so many times you’ve lost count, until he suddenly latches his lips around your clit, sucking through your lace underwear.

he isn’t too quick, he isn’t too eager, and you think maybe he’s content with simply sucking like that—slow and lazily lapping at your pussy. you don’t mind it either, the calm from before increasing tenfold as your body relaxes and his tongue sends small waves of pleasure through your bones.

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[gimmeurtmi]

whatever u do don’t think about seungmin having his first moment alone w his newborn baby while reader is sleeping after giving birth

why would you do this to me.

“is dad ready to hold her?” the nurse asks with a bright smile.

the smile doesn’t help seungmin’s nerves, but at least the nurse isn’t judging him for his lack of confidence. you fell asleep a few minutes ago, the adrenaline and the pain and all the endorphins calming down slightly and you were out like a light.

seungmin didn’t want to leave the room, just in case you woke up and needed something. after seeing you give birth to an actual living baby seungmin thinks you’re the coolest person in the world—although he definitely thought that before—and it would be unacceptable for you to need something and not get it right away.

so seungmin stays sat in what chan called “the dad chair” that was placed at the edge of the room.

“i’m nervous,” seungmin answers the nurse, unsure exactly how to hold his baby, scared to death of hurting her in any way.

the nurse gives him a knowing look, smiling softly before she takes a step closer.

“it’s real easy, dad!” she assures him, “and babies really like that skin contact. so if you feel comfortable let’s try that!”

seungmin nods. he does not feel entirely comfortable taking his shirt off but considering she’s a nurse, the same one that saw your whole birth process, seungmin thinks a little bare chest isn’t at all interesting to her.

he situates himself that way she guides him to, back straight and legs firmly on the white tiles of the hospital room.

slowly, and with a big reassuring exclaim, the nurse places his little girl in his arms.

she’s so small. she’s so so small and delicate and seungmin wants to wrap her up in all the cotton wool in the world but then how would he be able to make her laugh?

his whole world stops when she presses her small face into his chest, moving closer to his warmth.

seungmin feels like every moment of his life has led him to right now, to her, to his little small baby and her impossibly small fingers, opening and closing slowly as she lets out the cutest little squeak seungmin has ever heard.

“what was that?” he whispers, “you love daddy?”

she opens her mouth slowly, her eyes still closed shut, and seungmin decides he’s going to let her off the hook for not answering. she’s had to make a long journey to come out and besides, he has a lifetime with her to make sure she loves her daddy as much as possible.

“seung,” he heard softly, pulling him out of his dreamy bubble.

“bubs?” he looks over at you, watching your dazed face looking around the room. “do you need anything?”

“my phone,” you make weak grabby hands towards the air.

“what do you need it for?” he asks, looking down at the bundle in his arms.

“picture, need to take a picture,” you mumble.

seungmin chuckles. “bubs, you need rest. you can take pictures of us later.”

“promise?”

“yeah, baby,” he says softly, “i’ll be holding her forever actually so all you’ll be able to do is take a picture.”

he manages to make you laugh, although it’s weak and your eyes droop shut a moment later.

“she’s mine now,” seungmin says with a grin.

you shake your head softly, too tired to retaliate but the content smile on your face is enough for seungmin.

he slowly taps his big finger against his daughter’s small one and smiles to himself as the room fills with nothing else but his two girls breathing softly.

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[gimmeurtmi]

everyday i wake up and think about dilf!minho who can't help but fantasize about breeding you every chance he gets because damn there's nothing hotter than you being a doting mama to his precious baby (saw this going around where people were talking about which of the strays would get even more into knocking you up after you have a baby together and the only correct answer is minho idk 😔)

happy new year lils 🤗❤️

happy nineteenth of january dnsjsn

but you are so so so right. it would definitely be minho and so i had to let the brainrot take over finally.

(warnings: swearing, slight body insecurities, smut🔞!!!, minho x fem!reader as parents, use of “daddy” but like not exactly as a kink?, use of “bunny” and “jagi”,)

once you put the baby down to sleep, minho’s hands are all over you—lips firm against your pulse point as he backs you into the corner of the kitchen counter, firmly grabbing your thighs from behind and hauling you onto the marble top.

“min,” you chuckle, grabbing at his shoulders to try and anchor yourself between all his affection towards you, the warm kisses on your neck and the kneading of your thighs and the way he’s trying to unbutton your shirt.

“can i, would it be okay?” he pulls away, lips red and swollen, eyes sparkling right at you. minho always makes you breathless—but like this, eager and wanting. wanting you. well, it’s a different kind of feeling you can’t ignore.

“it would be sooo okay,” you groan, and minho smirks for a second before throwing your shirt far far away from the pair of you, his face growing serious as he looks down at your body.

you felt shy, for a moment, remembering your bra and underwear don’t match and you’ve actually decided to wear your rattiest bra today considering you didn’t want to get another one of your nice ones ruined. you didn’t want minho to see you like this, with a gray and patchy bra that you have to tie the strap back onto since it snapped when your baby pulled on it too hard. but minho has seen you in all sorts of ways, with all sorts of things spat up on you, and minho still looked at you with the same adoration as was swimming in his eyes now.

“your body is incredible, you know?” he says, small calloused hands running up and down your stomach. not much of it was exposed considering you wore your trusted mom jeans that day, but he was trying to touch as much skin as possible.

“min,” you whine. he chuckles at you.

“i’m serious, been thinking about it all day, bunny,” he says softly, kissing your shoulder. he doesn’t call you that often, not anymore since the baby was born. you’ve both been trying to get her used to hearing the other being called by a specific name so she’d learn to repeat it.

“you’ve been thinking about my body all day?” you crinkle your eyebrows at him, not believing such a statement for a second.

“of course,” he affirms, leaving more open mouthed kisses along your shoulder, down towards your chest.

“when? when i was doing bath time or dinner time with food bits all over my lap? or was it when i was pushing aegi around on the swings?” you scoff.

“all of the above,” his hands run up and down your thighs, inching them slightly apart.

“i doubt th—“

“—seeing you be the most caring mother for my daughter is the biggest fucking turn on ever, y/n.”

you swallow audibly. minho looks up at you, his eyes serious, determined, with that same familiar softness accented across them. you feel your stomach do a triple somersault.

you don’t know exactly what to say to that, and minho can tell, so he deems the conversation over—instead unclasping your bra and sending it hurtling away. he quickly kisses around your chest, softly cupping your tits in his hands as he gets closer and closer to your sensitive buds.

“do you want me to touch them? or too sore?” he quickly looks up at you, his sparkling brown eyes wide and waiting. you want to devour him.

“try?” you decide instead—lately your body doesn’t know the different between what you want and what you can handle. minho always knows, though.

he slowly rubs the pad of his thumb against your nipple, and when you wince loudly he pulls away, instead kissing around it softly.

“wanna put another one in you, bunny,” he mumbles as he kisses up towards your jaw. he cups your chin in his hand, pulling your closer to him as his eyes darken slightly. “you have no fucking idea how bad i need to see that bump back.”

“min,” you sigh, “please.”

“oh?” he chuckles at you. “you want daddy to put another baby in you, yeah?”

you nod quickly, and minho grabs beneath your thighs to take you over to the couch. he makes quick work of getting rid of any and all fabrics standing in his way before his fingers are rubbing circles on your clit, lips attached to yours.

“gonna make you live up to your name, okay?” he mumbles, his words somehow heard through your panting. you can’t be too loud, but you also just can’t help it.

“which name?” you chuckle at him, grabbing onto his biceps as he rubs faster, quicker, pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

“bunny,” he smirks at you, tight lipped and mischievous eyes. “gonna fuck so many babies into you, jagi. one after the other,”

“min, you can’t do that,” you laugh lightly, but it gets caught in your throat when he quickly slides three fingers inside you.

“but look how bad your cunt wants it,” he mumbles, “your cunt wants my cum so fucking bad. it’s only my fingers and i’m getting sucked right in,” he says, mesmerised as he dips his head to have a closer look.

you tremble slightly when he pushes deep enough to touch the gummy part inside you and you start whimpering when he starts flicking against it quickly.

“min, i’m gonna—“

“—i know, i need you to so you’ll be ready to take my cum. need to give you all of it, bunny. need you to give me another baby, okay?”

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[gimmeurtmi]

Hard!dom seungmin and a Safeword use? If ur comfy ofc (in a soft seung mood)💜💜

this came out kinda soft djsn 💕

contains: overstimulation, mean seung (as part of the bit), swearing, degradation, pet names 🔞

“that’s it baby, you’re getting close again, hmm?” seungmin smirks from above you, pushing in deeper as the bed moves with a loud thud.

you lost count of your orgasms at this point, each burst of pleasure blending into the next one as seungmin just didn’t let up. he only stopped once for a hydration break but otherwise had been relentless, barely letting the aftershock of one orgasm to settle before thrusting into you again.

“i can’t, baby,” you groan, the soreness in your body overpowering any other feeling seungmin was providing you with.

“you can,” he chuckles drily before bringing his hand in between your bodies, circling your clit roughly.

“no, no, please, i—“

“—come on, don’t be a brat now after begging for this. take what you’re given and shut up,” he orders, grabbing your chin as he roughly kisses you.

you moan against his lips, breath catching in your lungs as he thrusts harder into you. you feel him smiling softly against your lips before he rolls his hips again, his cock so deep inside you you can feel it in your stomach.

“seung, seung,” you start chanting, unable to push away with him while his full body weight is on top of you.

“i said shut up,” he grumbles, sucking harshly onto your collarbone. you moan, because it feels so good when his lips are on you like that, but it’s all too much right now.

“please, i can’t,”

“we both know you can, you say this every time and then you give me another,” he reminds you. and he isn’t wrong, you actually really like acting like it’s not much when it isn’t (and he knows that) but this time you really don’t think you can keep up with him. “so be good for once and cum, slut.”

the bed creaks loudly and your shoulder is sore from where it’s hovering awkwardly above the pillow and your mouth is so dry and your necklace is itchy against your sweaty skin. everything feels too much.

“seung,” you say louder, bringing your heavy hand onto his shoulder to try and ground yourself. but it doesn’t work. your pussy is sore, so so sore, and seungmin just won’t stop. you hesitate for a moment, shutting your eyes harshly before you bravely say your safe word.

the bed stops rocking as seungmin freezes.

“bubs?” he says quietly, causing you to open your eyes slowly. you nod tentatively as your eyes meet his wide ones. his beautiful puppy eyes look so worried and it makes your skin crawl.

“take a deep breath for me, bubs,” he asks, taking the hand away from your clit and lacing his fingers with yours. “nice and slow.”

you breath as his request, winching lightly when you feel the fullness instead of you deeper. you keep breathing.

“i’m gonna pull out, okay?” he doesn’t move until you nod, “it’s gonna hurt for a second? but squeeze my hand if it does.”

he slowly moves out of you, the emptiness both a relief and a sting as you feel the wetness on your thighs uncomfortably. you do squeeze his hand, but not because it hurts all that much—it just grounds you.

“what happened?” he asks, rubbing his thumb against the back of your hand.

“i-i don’t know, it was too much,” you stutter, feeling yourself blush at your admission. you never want to disappoint him or seem like you can’t take it. you can’t even look at him.

“okay,” he accepts. simply. “i’m gonna sit you up, alright?”

you nod, squeezing his hand harder as he helps lift your hips up—dragging them until you’re sat with your back fully against the headboard. he grabs the blanket you’ve long since pushed to the floor and covers you up, tucking it around your shoulders.

“i need to keep you warm for a bit,” he explains when you try and push it away, “you’ll get too cold now.”

“you can’t keep me warm?” you suggest, timid. “if you want.”

“of course i will,” seungmin kisses the top of your head, “just drink for me first and we’ll cuddle and talk. how does that sound?”

you hum slowly, watching him lean over the nightstand and grab your water bottle. he opens it with one hand, as his other one is captured by you, and brings it up to your lips.

you move your head back after a few sips, but seungmin shakes his head with a small tsk. “more, bubs.” you grunt. “more, more. come on.”

you roll your eyes before you relent, finishing half the bottle. seungmin puts it to the side, delicately wiping the few drops that reached your chin.

he brings his free hand around your shoulder, squeezing it lightly as he brings your interlocked hands to his chest. you feel his heart beating, loud and steady, and it clears your head enough to feel grounded.

“we won’t talk about it now if you don’t want to,” he says, voice soft and low, “but thank you for safe wording.”

“thank you?” you ask, surprised.

“yes,” he says, simply. “thank you for keeping my bubs safe when i didn’t notice.”

“no, no,” you say quickly, panic tingling your fingers, “you didn’t, it wasn’t—“

“—we’re not talking about it now,” he states. “we’re resting.”

you pull yourself closer to him, burrowing in his neck. he smells safe, and comforting, and you sigh heavily against his skin. seungmin presses a soft kiss to your temple, running his hand up and down your shoulder.

“can i have a kiss?” you ask.

“god,” he sighs, “why are you so obsessed with me?”

you giggle at him, squeezing his hand before saying, “you’re so annoying.”

he brings your lips together softly, kissing you for a moment before pulling away to look at you. his puppy eyes aren’t that worried anymore—instead, they’re full of admiration.

“you did really well tonight, bubs. so well.”

“i didn’t, you don’t have to—“ he brings a finger to your lips, shushing you sweetly.

“i’ll decide that,” he states simply, “my bubs, my decision.”

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[gimmeurtmi]

hear me out. kissing down seungmin’s body, from his jaw to his neck to his chest to his stomach and finding out he let a lil happy trail grow out and at first he gets a little insecure about it but then you’re kissing it again and again until you let the trail lead you down to where you wanna kiss most. just mouthing at his dick through his boxers, seeing the way the material gets tighter and tighter the harder he gets. kissing all along the strap of his boxers. kissing so close to his dick that you can feel the warmth of it on your cheek. seung getting impatient and pushing down his boxers a little as a hint but all you do in response is suck a mark into the smooth skin of his pelvis. you follow the little v his bones make, marking closer and closer to where he wants, following the natural instructions his body leaves for you just like his happy trail. you can’t help but follow his noises too, sucking harder when his little groans turn deeper, stronger. nuzzling your nose against his skin when he lets out a particular sigh. kissing him softly when he says, breathless, “bubs, gets to the point.” “i am at the point,” you say, licking down his pelvic bone. he’d groan but let it be, not pushing you again because fuck he loves the way you’re worshipping his body right now. he’d softly sink his fingers in your hair—not trying to push you any more, but now just needing something to ground him. when he drags his nails against your scalp you hum on his skin and he lets out a small plea of “do that again.” dragging your tongue over his clothed dick and watching as he scrunches his eyes shut, not wanting to admit he liked the feeling of it as much as he did but silently asking for more with a small buck of his hips upwards. hhhhhhhh.

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[gimmeurtmi]

what about the seungmin piss kink thing we are discussing rn

tell me i’ve been spending too much time with you without telling me etc etc etc

anyway. sigh. i will not be held accountable.

(warnings; swearing, mean dom!seungmin, piss!!, controlling dom/sub dynamics, humiliation kink!!, use of “gross” but it’s sexy, implied pain kink, smut!!!🔞)

seungmin laughs, big and full and loud, as he watches you squirm around the bed.

“seung, i’m not joking,” you beg him, feeling your bladder press far too uncomfortably on yourself. you need to go, but when you told seungmin about that all he did in response was shake his head.

“what, baby has to go?” he pouts at you, exaggerated and so so mean. you nod quickly, so quickly it makes you feel a little bit dizzy.

seungmin in response brings a hand onto your stomach, pressing around until he finds the exact spot that makes you squirm. it hurts when he presses down, and you do everything you can to keep it in—even with the pressure building and building. his other hand he brings to your nipple, rolling it between his long slender fingers with his unbearable smirk on his face.

the two sensations at the same time are confusing, so confusing, and you don’t know what is making you squirm more.

“seung, please if you keep pressing i’ll piss myself,” you say, moaning slightly when he tugs especially hard on your nipple. at the same time he presses down even harder on your stomach. all you can do is whine.

“you can piss,” he says simply.

“what, i, seung, what,” is all you manage to say. but he just gives you a confirming sound and nods. it’s not like him to stop a scene like this, but you don’t care, so you quickly move to get up.

you’re stopped with a hand on your shoulder.

“where exactly are you going?”

“i’m going to.. pee?” you say, feeling your neck heat up at the admission.

“you misunderstood,” seungmin shakes his head, “you can either pee yourself and enjoy how horny being embarrassed makes you,” you avert your eyes away from his, because you really hate when he’s right, “or you can hold it in.”

you simply sit back down on the bed, wordlessly.

seungmin laughs again, rubbing his hands up and down your arms. “so predictable.”

“my pretty girl,” he kisses your cheek, “you’d really rather piss yourself in front of me than leave the room?”

you let out a small gasp, “that wasn’t an option!”

“you know it is an option,” he says, matter of fact, “but i think we both know you want me to keep doing it.”

you don’t answer. seungmin kisses down your neck, latching onto the spot that makes you moan in his ear. his other hand goes back to your lower stomach, pressing into your bladder.

you close your legs firmly as you feel what you think is a little bit slipping out. it’s either that or your arousel and you don’t know which it is. your walls flutter at the thought.

“poor baby will be so embarrassed when it happens, huh?” he cocks his head to the side, “or will you keep holding it in until you start crying?”

“seung,” you grab onto his wrist, which only urges him to press harder, “it hurts.”

“hurts to hold it, bubs?” you nod quickly. “you don’t have to hold it.”

“but-but seung, i can’t, it’s gross and—“

“—shhhh,” he soothes as you start whining, kissing your lips softly, “we both know you’re a little gross. it won’t surprise me.”

“seung,” you whine, feeling a few tears start prickling at the corners of your eyes.

“come on, baby,” he chuckles, before he starts making a pssss sound, and all you can do is try and kick him away. he laughs when he sees that it’s working, and once again makes the noise.

you let out a quiet sob and seungmin dips his head between your chest, kissing and sucking on your nipples. his tongue flicks and poked and it feels so good you feel your body start relaxing into the pleasure more and more.

maybe even too much.

as soon as your legs fall open seungmin presses his fingers against your pussy, running them up and down as the wet patch on your shorts get more and more visible.

“would be so hot if you soaked these with your piss, bubs,” he says, to himself more than to you. “rather than just seeing them wet from your needy cunt they’d get soaked from that instead.”

you moan loudly at his words, covering your mouth once you do, and seungmin laughs again. this time, you can practically see his evil plan forming.

he leans down on your thighs, his large hands splayed across them as he holds your legs apart. then he says, “just fucking pee, already.”

you try and squirm away but he doesn’t let you, holding you firmly in place. with how big his hands are, his is able to move his thumb onto your shorts and slowly, really really slowly, rubs circles into your clit. he makes another psssss sound in your ear.

it feels so good. it feels so so good and seungmin says, “bubs, do as i say,” and so you can’t help it. you let it all go, your body relaxing as you do and a loud moan leaving your lips when seungmin brings a hand to your tits again. the pleasure mixes in with the relief and you can’t help but hump against seungmin’s hand holding you down.

“look at you,” he whispers in your ear, nodding towards your thighs and the wet patch growing and growing in your shorts and around the bed, “peeing all over yourself like a gross little girl.”

“seung, seung,” you moan back, locking your eyes with his.

he chuckles. “i know that look. you really think i’m gonna fuck you while you’re covered in your own piss?”

“you asked me to, please, fuck, i need—“

“—shhhh,” he rolls his eyes, “don’t whine.”

he slaps his hand against your pussy, a resounding wet squelch following his actions. he laughs as he shakes his head.

“look at this fucking mess,” he flicks a finger against your soaked shorts. “strip. now i need to fucking clean you.”

——

that’s all i got i’m gonna go scream into a pillow now and think about mean dom seung until my last day goodbye

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[gimmeurtmi]

for the headcanon thing…..

jus 2min eating reader out pls pls pls 🥺🥺

this is the second 2min eating reader out request i have and so... i couldn't not. i hope you like it <3

you're not sure how your boyfriends bickering over what to have for dinner escalated to you on your back and seungmin's head between your legs--but that's exactly where you are, gasping for air as seungmin's tongue flicks your clit in quick, eager motions.

his lung capacity is admirable, really, because he hasn't pulled away once.

"seung, i, i'm--" but before you can warn him he pulls away, latching his lips around the sensitive spot in your inner thigh. you squirm around, trying to push him off while you tell him, "what the fuck, i was so close."

"so why are you pushing me?" he looks up at you, eyebrows high and smirk wide. you hate how infuriating he can be, especially when he starts peppering kisses away from where you want him to be. he's all the way down to your knee, spreading the other one so you can't even try and get any friction.

"why are you like this," you whine loudly.

"because hyung told me to move," seungmin says, simply.

you flick your eyes up, to where minho is sitting--waiting--an unbearable smirk on his face.

"didn't you hear it?"

"n-no.." you stutter. you quickly catch yourself, hoisting yourself up on your elbows before looking back at seungmin. "since when do you listen to him, anyway?"

minho laughs loudly, his eyes scrunching as it trails off into a soft 'ah'. when he calms down he locks his eyes with yours, telling you quite clearly that your game isn't gonna work on either one of them.

"well," you huff when you realise seungmin really didn't catch your bait, "if you moved him can you at least come here and make me cum?"

"you're very brave today," minho points out, but crawls over to you nonetheless. he licks your entrance softly, the sensation making you shudder as you gasp.

he keeps going, small little licks and nothing more, as seungmin wraps an arm around your thigh and holds it. he goes back to peppering kisses around your skin, up your stomach, around your hips, until minho groans loudly when their heads bump together.

you would laugh, but the vibrations feel too good and it sounds more like a moan than anything else.

"this is why i said we can't do it at the same time," minho scoffs, pulling away completely. you're about to protest, but seungmin hurriedly takes his place as he wraps his lips around your clit quickly.

he sucks in, ripping a moan out of your throat. "fuck! seung!"

minho grabs your hips, pulling them up, and places two pillows underneath you. it's not much, but it gives them a little more space and after minho moves seungmin to the side (luckily, his lips are latched onto you) he manages to find enough space to lick his tongue into your entrace again.

they both keep going, only occasionally bumping into each other--and the feeling is so overwhelming you can't even make a sound. the only sound is your deep breaths, and the suckling and movement of their tongues.

you think you're about to explore, you're definitely shaking already, and all you manage to say a you feel your toes curling is, "i'm gonna, hmph--"

they somehow move even closer to you, and you're sure minho is going to complain about seungmin's chin poking his eyes, but neither of them stops--the sucking and the licking only intensifying as they feel your stomach contracting.

it's a few minutes later when you open your eyes, seungmin's arm around your stomach as he kisses your shoulder in short intervals.

"...and then i said i wasn't going with him to a gaming convention because it's all just words to me and i think he got upset," you hear minho's voice. it's far away, but most things feel far away.

the bed dips, a hand going up and down your knee as they keep talking above you. you let your eyes flutter shut again as seungmin gives minho advice on how to get back on felix's good side, kissing your shoulder in between words.

"how are you two talking about felix right now?" you grumble out as you finally blink your eyes open.

they both turn to look at you, seungmin smiling softly at you.

"oh, shit. i thought we killed you," minho says softly, brushing the hair out of your eyes.

"not yet," you chuckle, but you can still feel your walls fluttering. you've never passed out from an orgasm before, and you can still feel the chills running around your arms.

"damn. let's try again, seungminnie?"

seungmin nods, a huge smile on his face, his bangs moving around. he really is an eager puppy.

"no, no, i can't do that again," you complain, but let your legs fall open anyway. minho laughs when he notices it, rolling his eyes at you before he kisses your clit softly. seungmin gets back on his stomach quickly, turning his head to fit under minho's comfortably enough to go for a second round.

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[gimmeurtmi]

Thinking about being on FaceTime with Minho because he misses you but he doesn’t want to admit it that easily so he’s hugging his cats and showing you them saying how much “the cats” miss you and you should come over “to see the cats”

this is so cute!!!!! bunny exploiting his kitties 🥹

“hey,” you answer with a smile, propping your phone against the vase on your table.

on the screen in front of you, an incoming facetime call from your boyfriend loads up.

his face finally comes into view, but you can only see half of it. soonie is looking at the screen, bopping his nose against it, while minho hides his face in the cat’s fur.

“hmmh,” he mumbled back.

“how are you?”

“i’m… fine,” minho says, slumping as he rubs his chin on soonie’s orange back. “soonie asked me to call you.”

“really?” you chuckle.

“yeah, he’s been asking for you all day,” minho nods. “say hi!”’

soonie bumps against the phone again, and you wave at the cat. minho smiles for the first time when soonie’s tail flicks against his shoulder.

“did anyone else miss me?” you prompted with a grin.

minho nods. you soften, glad to see minho’s finally learning to verbalise his thoughts, before he flips the camera around and shows you doongie sitting on the hoodie you left at minho’s place last weekend.

“he’s obsessed with it now,” minho explains, “i don’t think you’ll get it back.”

“i’m sure when he sees me again he’ll prefer sitting on me than the hoodie,” you assure minho. it’s then you notice minho’s wrist as he hugs soonie closer to his chest. he’s wearing the bracelet you left behind—the silver one your sister got you for your birthday. it had your initials on it.

“my bracelet looks nice on you,” you smile softly, heart beating fast as you see those letters on him. minho hides his face in soonie again.

“i was just keeping it safe, so it doesn’t get lost. i know it means a lot to you,” he mumbles.

“well, thank you for keeping it safe.”

you let the silence comfortably stretch between you two, minho blinking slowly as he looks at you. he missed your face, a lot, but he can’t bring himself to say that.

“and what about dori?” you ask after a few moments, “he missed me, too?”

minho nods quickly, clicking his tongue towards the side of the screen before a darker cat comes into view.

“hi, dori!” you wave at him, as he climbs on minho’s back. “i missed you!”

minho smiles.

“do you wanna tell dori about your day? he’s asking,” minho presses his lips together, nodding as if what he just said makes complete sense. but you decide to indulge him anyway.

you tell dori about your day, what you’ve been up to and what you had to eat and the story of the lost file at work that no one seems to be able to find.

minho listens carefully, his fingers running through the cats fur as they stay quietly next to him.

“i think you should come over soon,” minho says quickly, so quickly you’re not even sure if he planned on saying it. a light pink tint on his ears tells you it might’ve been accidental. “to see the cats.”

“to see the cats?” you repeat, eyes squinting lightly at him. you wonder how long it’ll take before he starts saying it’s him that misses you—but you know you’ll wait patiently until he’s ready to confess. until then, he can use the poor cats as his excuse.

“they’ve been miserable all day without you,” he explains, leaning his head on soonie’s. “they’ve barely moved.”

“have you guys been eating though? staying hydrated?” you’re quick to ask. minho affirms they ate two hours ago.

“i can come over tomorrow,” you suggest with a smile.

“i’m working tomorrow,” minho all but pouts.

“doesn’t matter,” you shrug, “i’m coming for the cats, aren’t i?”

minho squints at you, pursing his lips at your teasing. you giggle.

he lifts himself up slightly, resting his chin on his palm as he looks at you. you dare to think his eyes look fond.

“doongie says you have a cute giggle,” he says quietly.

“tell him i say thank you,” you smile. “give him a kiss from me, too.”

“can’t,” minho shakes his head, rubbing his chin against his palm, “you need to come here and do it yourself.”

“i will. tomorrow.”

he whines out your name, kicking his feet against the bed.

you feel a warmth surrounding your heart at his behaviour, feeling all of a sudden like you were wanted. you decide you shouldn’t tease him so much.

“when do you finish work?”

“midnight,” he grunts.

“do the cats want me to sleep over?” you ask hopefully.

minho’s face lights up. “yeah, i think they’ll like that.”

“i’ll like that too,” you grin. “the four of us can cuddle all night long.”

“four?” minho gaps.

“unless you missed me, too?” you smirk.

minho groans, hiding his face in soonie’s fur again, the tips of his ear a bright shade of red.

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[gimmeurtmi]

warnings: 🔞 dom!minnie, edging, oral (f receiving), use of “edge slut” once, sof

[ 00:34 ] “there, bubs,” seungmin groaned as he easily slipped inside you, “gonna keep up, yeah?”

you nodded, letting out a weak confirmation. you’ve been begging for your boyfriend’s cock since he came home—but all he gave you was his tongue. he took you right to the brink four times, smirking up at you every time you groaned out in frustration.

he finally caved after your fourth edge, when your pleas started to sound weaker, voice sore.

your walls fluttered around him, practically sucking him in deeper as he settled on his forearms above you.

seungmin gave you the time you needed to adjust to the stretch, your core sensitive and wanting from all the teasing and missed orgasms.

he took this moment to kiss your jaw softly, smiling against your skin.

“you’ve been so patient,” he mumbled, “as soon as you’re ready i’ll give it to you as fast as you want.”

you snaked your hand behind his neck, digging your fingers in his beautiful chocolate brown locks.

“want it slow,” you croak.

“slow?” he asks to confirm, surprise written on his face.

you nod. “wanna feel your dick as you fuck me. want it so slow i won’t even cum.”

seungmin chuckles darkly at you, brushing your lips softly. he moves one of his hands to your hair, combing the sweaty locks off of your face.

“baby,” he coos softly, “i’ve denied you too much, huh? you’re edge drunk now?”

you nod quickly.

“my little edge slut,” he smiles softly, kissing you as he slowly starts moving his hips against yours.

he pulls away from your face, only to study it, making sure you’re enjoying the movement and it isn’t too soon. your eyes flutter, a small moan leaving your chest.

“like that, bubs?”

“yeah,” you moan out, feeling every curve of his cock dragging against your walls. “don’t wanna cum, minnie.”

he laughs. “i trained you so well,” he gushes, “you’re asking for them now?”

“please,” you nod, opening your eyes and looking right into his. seungmin almost blows simply from the dazed out look in your beautiful eyes. he clenches his jaw, slowing down the thrusts he didn’t even realise were faster now.

“how many more do you want, pretty?” he kisses your collarbone, rubbing his finger against your cheek soothingly.

“i don’t know,” a dry sob leaves your lips, “i don’t know.”

“hey, hey,” seungmin sooths, levelling his face with yours. he keeps a steady—slow and steady—pace as he checks over your signs.

your breathing is still normal. your hands are still on him, playing with his hair. your eyes are hooded slightly, but they focus on his when he makes eye contact with you. seungmin knows you’re still okay—just that you’ve finally let go of your self control.

“you don’t need to know,” seungmin assures you, “that’s what i’m here for, right?”

you smile softly at him, a little crunch in seungmin’s stomach fluttering all the way to his heart.

“right,” you nod.

“and you know i’ll always pick what’s best for my girl.”

you nod.

seungmin buries his hand in your hair, grounding you slightly to the feelings around you. his fingers against your scalp, his dick moving in and out of you in slow motion, the sweat starting to cling to your hips where your bodies are pressed together.

“you’ll always take care of me,” you confirm.

“that’s right, my love,” he kisses you, “i’m only ever gonna keep you safe.”

with that, he removes his hand from your hair, pushing it between your bodies. he gently presses against your swollen clit, moving his fingers in circles—faster, faster, faster to match your moans.

“i’m, fuck, i’m close—“

as soon as the words leave your mouth, seungmin tears his hand away from you, pulling almost all the way out until only the tip is left inside you.

you whine, the empty feeling overtaking your body as the pleasure starts slipping away.

as you calm your breathing, seungmin pulls out completely, before running his dick against your clit. you’re so sensitive it makes you jump, hissing out quietly.

“this isn’t fair,” you complain, as if you didn’t ask for it.

“i know, bubs,” seungmin pouts down at you, as if he isn’t the one who did it to you.

“i know how much you wanna cum,” he nods, running his index finger up and down against your folds, “but i’m not going to let you.”

he laughs as you clench at his words.

“why?” you pout.

“because i know what’s best for my bubs,” he reminds you, kissing your cheek, “and my bubs loves when i edge her.”

you pull him closer to you, kissing his neck as you start grinding your hips up against him.

seungmin lets you, but only because he loves how you act when you’re desperate like this.

“say it for me?” he asks, running his finger up your stomach and between your tits.

“i love when you edge me, i love cumming only when you decide i can,” you whimper, moaning when his finger starts circling your nipple.

“that's right, pretty, you’ve learnt so well,” he praises, kissing you softly as he moves his finger back down your body, pressing your clit again.

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[gimmeurtmi]

Not to bring back the dad!minho fever but… he’d so take advantage of being able to come inside of you for 9 whole months. Especially since your sex drive is higher and you’re more sensitive, he’s just helping you feel the best that you can. Not that he didn’t come inside before but I think you already being bred would just add a whole new level and drive Minho even more insane

ahhhhooommnhhhhhggggg

(warnings; swearing, pregnant!reader, softdom!minho, unprotected sex, idk if i missed any. this is messy but i just had to get it out my brain so not proofread)

“how was your day?” minho asked as he settled onto the bed next to you, towelling his hair.

“‘s okay,” you mumbled back. it wasn’t really, but you didn’t want to overshare your problems. your fiancé should be the person you tell everything to, of course, but some problems were too embarrassing to share. this was one of them.

minho hums, eyes narrowed slightly as he looks at you. “you sure?”

you nod.

after a short stare off, minho gets up and puts his towel back in the bathroom, before he silently walks away. it only takes him a few seconds before he’s back, a bowl full of cut up watermelon in his hands.

he settles back onto the bed, handing you a fork and gesturing with his eyes for you to dig in. you obey, obviously, as you’ve been craving watermelon since the morning. you didn’t even tell minho that, and somehow still, here he was—presenting you a bowl full of the refreshing snack.

you chew in silence, watching as minho grabs the fruit in his hand and bites into the watermelon messily. the juice sticks to his fingers, dripping down all the way to his wrist, but he doesn’t do anything to stop it. he takes another piece.

“you’re getting yourself all sticky again,” you point out. minho shrugs. “you just got out of the shower.”

“i’ll go wash my hands,” is all he offers. “but finish eating first.”

you nod, enjoying the fresh fruit, the juice sliding down your throat easily. your eyes are glued to the now pink trail down staining minho’s hands.

you sigh heavily.

minho smiles at you, softly, the kind of smile he offers when he wants to let you know he’s listening. his eyes are fixed on you, they don’t move even when he brings his fingers up to his mouth, sucking the juice away.

“do you wanna tell me what’s on your mind?”

“it’s embarrassing,” you say softly.

“it might be, but i’m sure it’s not as bad as you think,” minho cups your chin lightly, his thumb swiping across the corner of your mouth as he gathered a bit of the watermelon stuck to your lips.

you take in a deep breath.

“maybe i can—“

“—i can’t use my vibe anymore!” you all but yell, the fork clattering loudly as you drop it back into the bowl.

minho blinks at you at least five times.

“i’m so fucking horny all the time and i was trying to relieve it but my bump is in the way so i can’t even reach properly and i’m so—“ you groan again, squeezing your eyes shut as you throw your head against the pillow. “i know the doctor said the hormones can do this but i didn’t think it would be that bad and like we had sex yesterday and i still want you to just like rail me for as long as you can and that’s so selfish so i was—“

“—bunny,” he laughs, bringing a hand onto your shoulder, “it’s not selfish.”

“it is!” you shoot back up, turning to face him completely. “i can’t keep asking you to have sex every single night it’s not fair.”

“yes,” minho nods deeply, “you’re right.” he brings a hand onto his chest, sighing dramatically as he looks up to the ceiling. “what have i done wrong that my gorgeously hot fiancée keeps asking me to fuck her brains out?”

“minho,” you scoff.

he lets out a high pitched whine, kneeling in front of you as he grabs onto your thigh. “please, y/n, please have mercy on my poor soul!”

“minho,” you chuckle, grabbing onto his shoulder and shaking him. “i don’t want you to keep needing to do it, that’s why i tried by myself and i feel useless that i can’t even do that.”

minho peeks his head back up, looking at you with wide eyes. “you have such bad memory.”

“why?”

“i told you last week when you couldn’t tie your shoes that i will do literally anything you ask me to.”

“yeah, but min, this is—“

“—i said anything and i meant it. and if you need my dick inside you for twenty three hours out of twenty four that’s what you’ll get.”

you scrunch your nose, chuckling lightly. “what if i want twenty four?”

“no, because a person should spend at least an hour of the day eating. i’ll feed you and then we can go back to fucking.”

you laugh loudly, minho proudly chuckling along with you, as you bring the hand on his shoulder up to his neck. “and it won’t be unreasonable for me to ask you to fuck me whenever you can?”

minho sits up slowly, his hands reaching out for your bump and slowly gliding around it. he leans down to kiss your stomach, smiling at you as he straightens himself back up.

“you’re carrying our baby, you can ask for anything.”

“anything?” you smile widely.

minho laughs, leaning down to peck your lips softly. “anything.”

before he moves away, you grab his neck, pulling him back down. you crash your lips against his, messily, hungrily moving your tongue against his.

“oh, now?” he manages to say in between kisses.

“now, right now,” you gasp eagerly, reaching for the waistband of his shorts.

minho helps you pull his shorts down, along with his boxers, and there’s something about kissing you like this that gets him almost fully hard before you even reach out for his dick.

“you’re mine,” he whispers against your lips, groaning when you squeeze him in your hand, “i take care of what’s mine.”

“take care of me, minho,” you whimper, sliding your underwear off as quickly as you could.

it doesn’t take more than a few seconds before minho covers himself in lube, squirting a bit more onto his fingers and rubbing it onto your entrance.

you whimper at the coolness, holding onto minho’s biceps as you rather impatiently watch him.

“it’s wet enough,” you urge him.

“i’ll decide that,” he says back, not looking up from your core.

“if you cum inside me we can just use that as lube for round two, right?” you smirk, watching as minho’s head snaps up to look at you. predictable.

he blinks for a moment or two, before you’re dragged into the middle of the bed with one quick pull—minho’s hands digging into your thighs as he snaps them open.

he sinks into you with such ease, and the stretch feels so good your arms go limp beside you.

“fuck,” you cry out, body tingling as minho starts thrusting deeply inside you.

“that’s what you needed, bunny?” he asks, hand reaching for your cheek—the softness of his actions in pure contrast to how harshly his hips are moving against yours.

“yes, yes, min,” you let out weakly, “don’t stop.”

“i can’t stop until you’re satisfied,” he lets out, voice somehow still steady. he leans down onto his forearms, engulfing you in the safety he always radiates. “my only job is to take care of you.”

you moan out, feeling his cock drag against your sensitive walls.

“that’s it, baby. you’re gonna have to start asking for it, okay?” you nod. “okay?”

“okay, yes, okay,”

“you’re gonna ask me to fuck you when you need it, right?”

“yes, minho,” you dig your nails into his lower back, pushing him impossibly deeper.

“show me how, bunny,” he whispers, sucking the skin below your jawline as you whimper.

“fuck me, min,” you let out weakly.

“louder,”

“fuck me!”

“you can ask for my cock as much as you want, right?” you nod, “and you’ll get it every single time. understood?”

“min, if you don’t shut up i’m gonna cum so hard right now,” you choke out.

“don’t dare tell me how to talk to my girl,” he hissed, snapping his hips with such force the whole bed moves with him. the bite in his voice causes your walls to clench so hard you’re not even sure how he’s still moving inside you.

minho brings his fingers to your clit, and after applying pressure for a few moments your body reacts—and your orgasm crashes into you so hard your vision blurs.

you’re not sure when exactly, but minho follows you, his warmth filling you up a few moments later.

he doesn’t let himself fall on top of you, so minho pulls out quickly—a groan leaving both of you—before he settles on the bed next to you, his arm loosely draped around your stomach.

the pair of you catch your breathes in silence. at least until, “min?”

“mhm?”

“i want your cock,” you whine.

“you just had it,” he smirks into the pillow, where you can’t see.

“but you said,” you whine, grabbing his hand and shaking him. “we don’t even need to use any more lube because your cum is all over my—“

“—come here,” he groans, pulling you onto his lap.

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[gimmeurtmi]

for the virgoracha event! i'd love your take on casually talkative and giggly sex with either jisung or seungmin! like having a normal conversation or gossiping about something while making each other feel good...

omg i love this concept so much!!! thank you for sending it in lovie 🥰

it's been a busy week for both of you, jisung going from one thing to the other while you only worked mornings--resulting in barely any time together.

you didn't get to talk much, you being a bad texter and jisung unable to wake up early enough to spend any quality time in the morning. it meant you didn't get to speak with him about all the drama happening at work between you and your heartbroken coworker that decided she can just slack off all day. it also meant you didn't get a chance to sleep together either.

all that was being fixed tonight, after a nice dinner--finally together--the pair of you fell on the bed quickly. even though you haven't had sex in a few days jisung didn't rush anything. he kissed you deeply as his arms caged you in, thrusting in lazily as he asked you questions about all the drama he missed.

"isn't she the same one that told on you to your manager when you went home early?" he asked, brows furrowed in confusion, and concentration.

"yes!" you gasped, wrapping your legs around his hips as you pushed him in deeper, "oh, fuck, ji. like that."

he nods, keeping up the movement you liked before he grumbles, "i hate her. every time i come in she gives me this massive side eye."

"yeah, she hates you," you roll your eyes. jisung thrusts in deeper at that.

"what? why?"

"apparently you have a better fashion sense than her," jisung laughs, kissing your collarbone sweetly.

"really?" you hum, grabbing his wrist and bringing his hand to your chest. jisung grabs a handful of your tits, rolling your nipple between his fingers as your eyes flutter shut. "like this?"

"yeah," you moan. "god, i hate her. you know she's the one that booked that weekend off so we all had overtime."

jisung groans, stilling inside you for a second. "i can't believe she's the reason you had to work so hard."

he starts moving again, this time picking up his pace. he lifts your thigh, sliding inside of you easily with the added grip he has on your body. he holds onto your thigh tightly, his eyes fluttering shut as a small moan leaves him.

"i hate her, too," he says, slightly breathless.

you nod, exhaling sharply as jisung finds your sensitive spot now. "what about you?" you struggle saying. "was work alright this week?"

"shut up for a second," he giggles, "i'll tell you in a second."

"oh, really?" you laugh at him, "you're gonna cum in a second?"

"don't--" he hisses, groaning loudly as you teasingly clench your walls around him. you laugh at that, deciding to pause the conversation for a moment while jisung starts thrusting so fast the bed starts shaking with it. you'll have more time to hear about his week later.

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[gimmeurtmi]

Hi 🧡 was wondering if you can write something and anythingggg for sub felix with a noona kink (an enemies to lovers scenario) thank youu <33

ooooooh i like this a lot 👀 let me put out a disclaimer that i know nothing at all about gaming lmao but the idea was there so let’s please suspend our disbelief in all the gaming lingo i’ll badly be using <333

(warning; swearing, smut!!!🔞, reader is older than felix but not specified, guest starring innie, very light sub!felix, )

felix slumped in his seat, growling loudly as his character died again. he wasn’t doing well, not at all, and he just couldn’t get past the trolls guarding the mountain.

it wasn’t helping that you were there—pretty, and giggling, and so much fucking better than him at this game. why did jeongin have to invite you over for game night?

you were jeongin’s friend, not his, and you made that pretty obvious. “felix, you suck.”

“noona,” jeongin tsked, “be nice to lixie-hyung.”

“nice isn’t gonna get us to the top of the mountain!” you rolled your eyes. felix needs to get his stress balls out before he punches the wall.

“what will then?” felix scoffed. you turned to him, eyebrow raised.

felix could tell you were annoyed at him by the way your jaw was clenched but he couldn’t quite look away. you were really pretty, and annoyingly enough, you were even prettier when you were mad.

“maybe let’s take a break,” jeongin senses the tension and decides a breather is needed. “i’ll go make some food.”

he leaves the two of you alone, which felix thinks is stupid, and you resume the game anyway.

“just try, i’ll help you,” you suggest, moving closer to him. felix doesn’t know how to say this without sounding like some kind of perv, but you next to him—hands on his wrists and guiding his fingers across the console isn’t helping at all. his character dies within three seconds.

“oh my god, lix,” you groan. “just fucking shoot them!”

“i’m trying!!!” he yells, “can’t you see i’m trying?”

“try harder!”

“stop telling me how to fucking play!” he gets up, throws the console on the sofa and storms to his room. from the corner of your eye you can see jeongin shuddering before sending you a dirty look.

you sigh heavily. you quickly get up to apologise, you did promise jeongin you’d play nice this time.

you softly knock on the door and a deep voice sounds through the wall. you take it as a sign to go inside and you do, met with the sight of felix squeezing away at two of his stress balls.

“uh,” you say awkwardly from the door. “i’m, sorry. didn’t mean to make you mad and all.”

“‘sfine,” he mumbles out, grabbing one of his pillows and hugging it close to his chest.

you sit down next to him, and felix moves closer—if only by a mere centimetre—and you take that to mean he isn’t upset. so you speak on. “jeongin really wants us to get along, so i’ll try and not yell at the time.”

felix nods.

“but you also need to, i don’t know, get better,” you chuckle softly. felix looks over at you, a small smirk on his face, and you feel relieved when you realise he understood your joke.

“i’ll be honest, y/n,” he sighs, and you fold your hands over your chest. felix always calls you by your full name, and it’s annoying, and it makes you feel like a stranger to him. “there’s a reason i’m not good.”

“yeah,” you nod, “you suck.”

“it’s because i like you,” he rushes in a quick mumble of words.

you cough.

“i like you and you just think of me as your younger brother’s friend who sucks at video games and it makes me mad so i start yelling and then you yell back and sometimes i think about how it would be fun if you yelled at me in a sexy way and not because i keep dying and—“ felix gasps, covering his mouth with both hands.

you start laughing, loudly, much to felix’s horror, who keeps shaking his head and telling you to be quiet.

“but it’s funny!” you try and breathe out, the blush on felix’s cheeks just about calming down now. “i think it’s cute you like me.”

“but?” felix raised his brows, timid.

“but how is me yelling sexy?”

“most of what you do is sexy,” he all but whispers, “like when you were holding my wrist and guiding me earlier.”

you nod. you move closer, your thigh touching his knee, and wrap your fingers around his wrist.

“would it be okay if i guided you somewhere now?” you ask, softly.

“like-like-like where?”

“a stress relief, of sorts,” you chuckle, looking down at your body before giving felix a pointed look.

he gasps, so cutely, and nods quickly. “yes, yes. uh, yes, noona.”

he says it so simply, so casually, that you can’t help the small moan of satisfaction that leaves you. felix’s whole face lights up at the sound.

you bring his hand in between your thighs, watching as felix moves closer and closer to your core—eyes sparkling as they look up at yours hopefully.

“can i, i can touch you here?”

“yeah,” you breath out, feeling the way your core flutters at his question, “you can make noona cum and then i won’t be so mad at you for losing. sounds good?”

felix nods quickly.

“are you good at it, lixie?” you ask with a small smirk, just to tease him.

you watch as his bright eyes darken in determination before he starts softly touching you, watching intently for your every reaction.

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[gimmeurtmi]

thinking thots about jisung… like how he’d always beg you to sit on his face 🤭

naurrr because listen. listen.

this man would be so insatiable when it comes to eating you out anyway, but in that specific position when he has all of you on top of him,,,, oh my. he’d never get enough.

(a lil warning just in case: oral (obvs), slight mentions of weight insecurity, i was imagining gmytmi!jisung with the curls okay. also. my hannie has the strongest switch vibes ever so this is also switch!han.) 🔞

okay so like think you’re just making out on the pillows in your bed. it started out sweet and simple, but with how jisung kisses—all fast and demanding (like how he raps yk)—it gets hot very quickly.

you were just relaxing before you leaned over to kiss him, so neither of you have any pants on, and soon both your shirts are gone, too.

your hips are moving against his thigh, and searching for more friction you climb onto his lap easily. the pair of you groan when you settle down on his bulge and his hands go to your hips in a second with a squeeze.

“baby,” he’d whine, his voice a bit deeper than usual. “baby, you got me so hard.”

“you’re always hard around me, ji,” you smirked.

he laughed so hard at that his smile reached the top of his cheeks before he pulled your body against his again with a hiss.

“can’t help it when you’re this fucking sexy,” he mumbled on your skin, planting open mouthed kisses on your neck in between his words.

his hands travelled down your hips, to your thighs, and pushed them up slightly so you’d sit on your knees.

then he slid down his back until his face was right underneath you.

you chuckled nervously at him, but it was impossible to ignore the summersaults your stomach did at his actions.

he kissed around your thighs, looking up at you with his big, precious, eyes.

“baby, please,” he said, noticing you were still up on your knees, refusing to sink down on his face like he wanted you too.

“please?”

“i wanna eat you out,” he mumbled, his fingers running up and down your calves soothingly.

“oh,” you started, swinging your legs around to lay on your back next to him—but jisung quickly grabbed your leg.

“what? no, no, no,” he pushed you back into your previous position, “i want you on my face.”

“ji, i—“

“—please, baby. please. want your pussy on my mouth so bad. i want you to sit on my face, please. please let me eat you out like that.”

you gave in, how could you not, and leaned further down on your knees.

as soon as you were close enough, jisung leaned his head up and dragged his tongue across your slit, a shiver running up your spine.

“oh fuck,” you let out, grabbing onto the headboard for some support.

he did what he does best and used his tongue against your sensitive clit, running it back and forth and giving you all the pleasure you needed.

but after a while, your thighs started to burn and shake from the awkward squat you were doing on the bed—too self aware to put your full weight on jisung. he noticed.

“fuck’s sake,” he pulled away, grabbing your thighs and squeezing them roughly, “i said sit on my face.”

“but i’m too f—“

“—do not dare,” jisung warned you, “just sit.”

so you trusted in what he wanted and leaned down fully.

jisung was like a man starved.

he grabbed your ass, pulling you forward, his nose bumping against your clit every now and again as he licked into your walls. it was sloppy and so messy and every time he moaned into your cunt you felt it vibrating inside you and soon you were rattling the headboard as you warned him loudly of how close you were.

he said something, but it was muffled by your pussy so you had no idea what it was. besides, you were too close to even care, and you grabbed onto his curls as you rode out your high, grinding down on his face.

jisung squeezed your ass, letting you close your thighs around his head, and moaned loudly as he felt your walls clenching around his tongue.

as soon as you came too, you climbed off him as you tried catching your breath.

“oh my god,” you both said together, chests heaving dramatically.

“fuck, baby,” he smiled like a kid seeing a rainbow for the first time, “we have to do that again! please, please can we do that again?”

“let me breathe,” you chuckled, shoving his chest lightly. you noticed the slick all around his chin, how some of it slipped down on his neck. you looked down at where he was laying earlier and saw stains by where his head used to be. fuck.

“okay, my love. breathe,” jisung soothed, grabbing the water by the bed and handing you some.

“don’t you need to breathe?” you questioned, noticing he looked far more composed than you would’ve thought, except for the sweat shining on his chest.

“rapper’s lungs,” he shrugged at you.

“ji, i was suffocating you!”

“getting suffocated by your cunt would be the best way to die,” he said simply, not realising you clenched at his words alone.

“you’re weird,” you tried playing it off.

“yeah,” he leaned over and kissed your cheek, “can i please do it again now?”

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[gimmeurtmi]

[ 12:53 ] you were typing away on your laptop, trying to get some work done ever since you woke up. it’s been a slow morning, your boyfriend having to leave you very early to go see the dentist. it wasn’t anything serious, he promised, just a scheduled check up.

but it meant it was awfully quiet in your flat all morning—until you heard the key turning in the lock and a loud “i’m here!!” from your boyfriend.

he was in a good mood, which didn’t happen often after his visits to the dentist. maybe they gave him some of that gas this time to make him happier.

before you could respond seungmin was already in front of you, grabbing your laptop and putting it next to you. he grabbed both your cheeks in his hands and kissed you hard on the lips.

you giggled into the kiss, surprised by his enthusiasm, and kissed him back just as hard.

he smiled into the kiss, deepening it further as his lips softly moved against yours.

you licked into his mouth, tongue finding his as seungmin’s fingers curled around your hair.

something felt… weird.

you grabbed his chin, pulling him closer, tongues swirling together as you tried to put your finger on what was different. as your teeth clashed together you pulled away with a gasp.

“what?” he smirked at you, eyesbrows high as he saw the realisation settle on your face.

you leaned forward again, kissing him softly to confirm your theory. there was no metal in your way anymore.

“you took them off!” you exclaimed, confirming your question before you asked it.

seungmin nodded happily at you, showing off a cheesy grin and his teeth to you.

“congratulations, baby!” you pulled him into a hug. “why didn’t you tell me? i would’ve come with you!”

seungmin shrugged. “i knew you’d want to and you have your deadline to get to.”

“yes, but this is a big deal!”

“as long as you’ll eat curry with me tonight i don’t mind that you weren’t there,” he says, seriously.

you nodded, agreeing to his penalty.

“you can eat curry now,” you smiled, “and toffee!”

“and you know that thing i always wanted to do but you said you’re scared the braces might hurt you?” he asked, smirking.

you nod slowly, accepting the kiss seungmin planted on your neck. “we can do that tonight after dinner.”

“sounds like a good plan,” you smirked back, grabbing his chin and kissing him again.

it was different… but you were more than happy to get used to kissing your boyfriend without anything in the way now.

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