#sub!taemin x reader

[nirvanawrites111]

Play Things (Jimin x Reader x Taemin)

Pairing: Taemin x Fem Reader, Jimin x Fem Reader

Word Count: 7633

Summary: You are a unique content creator that creates masterpieces that your best friend's fans can listen to enjoy their night.

Warnings: Fem Pronouns, NSFW, Femdom theme, cum eating, pegging, anal fingering, orgasm deprivation, degradation, name-calling whore, bitch, slut. Pet names Kitten, Princess. Strong language, Y/N is polyamorous AF

A/N: I worked really hard on this and it's the longest one-shot I've ever written. If you enjoy it please comment and reblog. Neither Jimin nor Taemin's sexual identity is defined in this story.

This is not meant to depict them in any way. It's just for entertainment purposes only!

©️ 2022 NirvanaWrites111 All rights reserved. This work cannot be copied, edited, reposted here on or another site, or translated.

"Ms. Y/L/N, will be with you shortly. Can I get either of you something to drink?" Y/N's dark-haired assistant's voice echoes through the waiting space of your office.

Neither Jimin nor Taemin responds. Jimin's attention is stuck to his phone, and his fingers swipe endlessly through his burner account on Twitter.

His eyes illuminate when he sees a picture of Ten Lee's ass bruised up. He can't remember when Ten has shared something that personal even on his burner account.

It’s not like it isn't the norm for Jimin's idol friends to post nudes, videos, or just random shit that they would rather keep tucked away from their die-hard fans.

Jimin posted tons of photos of his experiences with you. It always made him feel proud to be yours, even if he shared that spot with his best friend.

He strolls a bit more and finally looks up at your assistant. Though he can't remember her name, he can tell by her pressed lips and side-eye that she's annoyed.

"My bad. No, I'm good, thanks," Jimin nods, and his nose crinkles, and he smiles, showing all his teeth. He's learned that his smile will soften any situation.

"Not a problem. What about you, Mr. Lee?"

"I'm fine, thanks," Taemin responds. His attention is on his phone, and he is typing an email, but Jimin isn't sure who it is.

"Please don't hesitate to let me know if you need anything," The assistant honeyed voice is a bit softer than before, and a more peaceful smile now replaces her previous frown.

Jimin doesn't feed into it at all. Because he's not here to entertain your assistant, he wants to be with you and become putty in your hands.

"How long will you stay?" Taemin leans over and whispers to Jimin. Even though their conversations are NDA protected, he doesn't want to take any chances.

Taemin's eyes peep over at his best friend's phone. His head slightly tilts, and his mouth falls open.

"Whose ass is that?" Taemin's eyebrows furrow, and a slow smile starts to build.

"Ten."

"Wow, he has a nice ass. I've never noticed."

"It's alright. Is he dating someone?" Jimin asks. He expects Taemin to know something, being that they're in a group together.

Jimin knows everyone isn't exactly close, but he figures he should have some tea.

"Ten doesn't date. I know he posts a lot about being a sub. But I never know who he's with."

Taemin pulls out his phone and logins into his burner account.

"Now, I'm curious about who it was. Cause he never posts photos like this."

"Ms. Y/L/N, will now see you in the conference room. Follow me," The assistant, who Jimin can't seem to remember their name walks from around her desk and in front of them.

Both men get up and follow her down the hall. Her heels click against the marble floor.

Jimin sees all the plagues on the walls and the awards you have earned. He's proud of how far you've come in your business.

He admires how you decided to do something unorthodox to meet the needs of many people.

The assistant opens the door, and the lights automatically turn on. "She will be with you shortly. If you need anything, please do not hesitate to ask me. I'm here to serve you both," she says.

"Thanks," Taemin replies.

Once out of earshot, Jimin shuts the door. "She was flirting with us. Wasn't she?" Jimin asks.

"I don't know. I don't pay her any attention. So, are you going to tell Y/N the truth today?" Taemin questions him.

They have been best friends for years and have grown extremely close. Close to the point where you three are somewhat a throuple. But none of you would define it as that.

"I don't know, man. I don't think it's a good time."

He's had time to think about this for a while now. He hardly slept on the charter jet you rented for him. It's been on his mind for days. How could he share this information with you?

"You know Y/N doesn't like secrets," Taemin reminds him.

It's been a thing since the three of you became best friends. You don't like when they have inside jokes and make you feel left out.

Maybe it's something that stems from your childhood. Regardless you are not a fan of it.

"I know."

"So, you should tell her."

"After tonight. I will. How do you think she'll take it?"

"Pretend it doesn't bother her and talk shit about you to me," Taemin chuckles.

"Yeah, she still does that. Just like when you canceled on her, she told you it was fine. Well, she vented to me on FaceTime for two hours. Typical Y/N."

"I never cancel, but I had to do something for SuperM. Your situation is different."

"Of course, it is."

The door flies open, and Jimin sees you walk into the room. "Hello, gentlemen," you warmly greet them.

Jimin's mouth falls open, and he quickly bites his lip. He can't believe you would dress this sexy at your job. Your hair is dyed black with red ombre highlights at the bottom. Your hair is wand curled perfectly with every hair in place.

"Damn, you look good." Jimin is the first to speak, and he can't hold back how he feels.

He's still trying to take in how you are walking around the office with a short black strapless leather mini dress that is hugging every single curve. It stops just a few inches about your center.

Your breast fills out the top portion perfectly. Your fishnet stockings cover your flower tattoo on your thigh you got when Taemin got his peony flower on his side.

"Thanks, babe," you reply.

"I have to agree. Do a spin for us," Taemin's eyes are on you, but he wants to be in between the thighs more than ever.

You spin around slowly to let the men take it all in that you did all of this to appeal to them.

Excitement floods your body, and you feel your stomach leap. You are ready to be with them.

It's been almost three weeks since you last saw Jimin and two weeks since you saw Taemin.

"Our Dom is looking fine as hell," Jimin compliments you. You bask in the praise because that is what you crave to hear.

"Of course, I am. Have you boys eaten?" You ask.

"No," they both reply.

"Let's get to my house so I can feed you two," You wink, and Jimin knows that means much more than just food.

*** The wind isn't too bad, and you aren't worried about your curls getting messed up.

Your hair stylist used just enough products to ensure your curls don't fall. You need your hair to be perfect all night long.

The calming yet roaring crashing of the waves puts you at ease.

Your lips found their way to curl into a smile. You admire the dark hues of the water and the reflection of the glowing light source against the ocean.

"Y/N, you are quiet tonight. What's on your mind?" Jimin approaches you and leans close to you.

Jimin props his arms against the railing of your balcony.

"Nothing, just excited to see you both."

It's the truth, but you are overthinking how everything will play out tonight.

You know the dynamics of being with Jimin differs from being with Taemin.

While on the surface, their energy seems similar, they are very different regarding sexual needs.

You turn to the side to look at Jimin. You notice the fact that he isn't wearing makeup. Which you know it is intentional. You love him either way.

But there is just something so hot about seeing him when his lips aren't being contoured to appear smaller.

Without hesitation, you lean in and kiss him.

His hands find your lower back, and you feel a sparkle inside you. You are lost within a steamy kiss, and he moans for you.

"Damn, I needed that, Domi." His words dance against your lips, and you feel that electric spark charging throughout your body.

You want to give in and tell him how much you needed that.

But, you don't want to appear thirsty. After all, you are the dominant one in this partnership.

You take a step back, and the railing presses against your body. You stare into his eyes, and you admire how his hair is jet black compared to the light brown color it was a few weeks ago.

Even in the short few weeks you last saw him. His hair has grown a little past his ears. It's healthy with messy, full curls.

The word "Domi" rings in your head. You admire how he casually calls you Domi, which triggers the beginning of the play.

Now the power can shift safely to you because he has called you your favorite pet name, a play on Domme.

"Of course, you needed that. Your Domi always knows what you need and when you need it. Isn't that, right?" You express in a tone of dominance. Your voice is breathy yet stern.

"Yes, Domi," he submits to you.

You pull away from Jimin since his play time has officially started.

But, you still have to activate things with Taemin.

You stroll over to Taemin, and he's on his phone. He looks up at you, and you're towering over him from where he's sitting. Your hands are on your hips.

"What has your attention tonight?"

"Nothing in particular. I want it to be you, but I feel like tonight is going to be a competition," Taemin replies. His eyes are still on his phone.

"Eyes on me."

"Yes, mistress." He tosses his phone to the side of him and sits up. His obedience spends a chill up your spine.

You take a moment to notice he's wearing some makeup—nothing too much, just light lip gloss and eyeliners.

His hair is jet black but past his ears and dusts his shoulders. The grey extensions peek through, and you hope he has it sowed in because you plan on pulling his hair tonight.

Taemin's submission is activated for you, and now you are allowed to play with him in any way that you like.

Your finger traces the collar that you bought him for his twenty-eighth birthday.

"You don't want to be with your mistress tonight?"

"I do, mistress. I want it more than anything,"

"So, what is this talk about competition. Your fans requested this. You don't want to disappoint them, do you?"

"No, mistress."

"Do you want to disappoint me?"

"No, mistress," he shakes his head.

"Good boy. Tonight, will be fun. I always make you cum and take care of you. Don't I?"

"Yes, mistress. You do."

"Good. Let's eat," you say.

You go over to the dinner table, and you pull out their chairs for them. They come over to you and stand behind you.

"Sit," you instruct them.

Jimin sits on the left, and Taemin sits on the right. They sit down. The chef has already prepared a light feast for you and your guest tonight.

You move to the opposite side of the table.

"So Domi, what have you been doing. I haven't seen you in a few weeks," Jimin says.

The balcony is your favorite hangout spot. You have a lot of fun memories here.

You spend more time on it than you do inside your home. You love how your balcony has protection for rainy nights.

"Working on expansions. I'm not sure we told you, but Taemin has agreed to do a toy line for us," you express.

You take a sip of your water, and you can feel a bit of tension from Jimin.

Jimin glances over at Taemin and gives him a questioning look.

"A sex toy line?" Jimin gasps. "Why wasn't I included in this conversation?"

"Yeah, it was a random thought in the middle of the night. I'm sure mistress will let you do it, too," Taemin says.

"Hmm.." Jimin presses his lips together and folds his arms across his chest. Now he's pouting and throwing a slight temper tantrum.

"Are you acting out already?" You narrow your eyes and raise a questioning eyebrow.

"No," Jimin shakes his head.

"You are welcome to do it if you want to," You suggest.

Things have been hectic the last couple of weeks. You have barely seen or talked to Jimin. So, you didn't have the time to tell him. You were surprised to see that he showed up tonight.

"I don't know. Am I being paid for this?"

"You know that you get paid for everything you do," You force a laugh. He can't seriously think you would make him do it for free?

Is he trying to get underneath your skin? You aren't sure what's with the sudden attitude.

You want things to run smoothly tonight. It's the first time you three will be together in a sexual situation. So, tonight must be perfect.

"I'll think about it. Send the details to my manager," Jimin says.

"I mean, what's there to consider it. It's another stream of revenue."

There's more that you want to tell them. But you aren't sure how they will react to it. You toy with your rose quartz crystal necklace.

"True, but I only want my dick inside of you, Domi."

"That's cute. I think your fans would love to feel you inside of them, too, even if it's just a replica."

"I still want to think about it."

"Not a problem."

"You remember Ten, right Domi?" Jimin goes on to speak, and your heart drops. You carefully chew at your lip.

You stop yourself from biting at your lip, and you remain still in your seat. Why wouldn't you know Ten?

"Yeah, of course. He's been to a few of Tae's parties."

The Dom in you wants to question why he's asking you this. You feel a thickness in your throat chakra, and you swallow hard.

"He posted some photos on Twitter of his bruises from his dom. I can't say I'm surprised," Jimin say.

"Interesting."

There's a moment of empty silence, and you feel Taemin's eyes on you as well. What do they know that they aren't saying?

"Yeah, I mean, he's private about his life, so I wonder what provoked him to post that," Taemin adds.

"I find it even more interesting that the chair in the photo matches the one in your playroom," Jimin further adds fuel to the fire.

"Why does that concern you?" Your mouth goes dry. You are caught red-handed. You lean forward against the table.

"I mean, I didn't think you were working with other idols," Jimin's eyes avert away from you.

"Yes, I made some expansions to the business. However, it's not personal. It's business," you attempt to reassure him.

It was just work, right? Flashbacks of Ten being so obedient during your session pop into your head.

Ten loved the pain he let you inflict on you. You couldn't remember the last time you went that dark. It wasn't something you enjoyed doing with Jimin or Taemin because you are best friends outside of this business arrangement.

"Have you debuted his episode yet?" Taemin asks.

"Not yet. It's scheduled to be released in a few days. Is that okay?" you ask.

Jimin looks over at Taemin before he speaks. "Did you fuck him?" Jimin's question is direct. But, you aren't going to fall into his trap.

"I guess you'll have to listen to the episode to find out," You tease.

"I guess so," Jimin gets up from his seat, and you jump to push him back down.

Your hand is carefully against his chest. His eyes are stuck on you. A slight smirk appears on his face when he sits back down in his chair.

"Are you being spicy with me?" Your words are straightforward, and you are towering over him.

The eye contact is still intense, and you don't have the patience to wait for an answer.

"No, Domi. I just wish I would have heard about the expansion from you," Jimin's confession slips from his lips, and you can hear the disappointment in his voice.

You now realize that's why he's been a little different tonight. More bratty than usual.

"I hear you and respect your opinion," You validate Jimin's feelings because you know that's what makes him feel safe and secure.

You run your tongue across your lips, and you sit back down in your chair.

"Ten and I only have a working relationship. He wanted to expand into the sex voice acting business, and I made it happen for him," you explain.

"Can you just give us a heads-up next time?" Taemin asks.

"If you must know, I have a few more applications to go through. I did see Ravi and Kai's names. Not sure if they are serious or not. Have they mentioned it to either of you?" you ask.

"Kai?" Jimin's jaw drops.

"Ravi?" Taemin jerks his head back.

This is the reason why you haven't told them about the expansion. They have allowed their emotions to get in the way of business.

You look down at your phone and see a text message from Ten.

Ten: Mistress, I can't wait for our episode to drop.

You: What made you post that photo on Twitter?

Ten: You. I felt inspired.

You decided not to text him back. You don't need the conflicting emotions ruining your night with your favorite subs.

Ten isn't your submissive, and it wasn't deeper than just a regular session that you have had with other people. So, you couldn't chastise him. The things you do when you aren't "at work" with Taemin and Jimin are very different.

Ten: Is it a problem? I can delete it. I just never had a woman dominate me the way you did. I can't stop thinking about it.

You smile at the text message, but you turn your iPhone screen off. You don't even want to think about him right now.

"So, how are your solo promotions going, Jimin?" you ask.

"It's different—a lot of responsibility and decisions. Taemin tried to explain how different it is. It's more stressful than I thought, but I am excited," Jimin explains.

"I can understand that. I remember when Taemin was working on Advice, he was so busy and stressed. He doesn't allow me to fuck him during the album creation time," you giggle.

"It's how I can channel my creativity. It was worth it after the album dropped." Taemin giggles.

"Anything else going on with the business?" Jimin asks.

"Well, since our subscribers found out you two were doing a collab with me, I have a lot of pre-orders for this episode. Usually, it's just one or the other," You say.

"I mean, I think it's a good idea. Where are we going to record it?" Jimin asks.

"My bedroom," you say.

"Oh really? I thought that was off-limits?" Jimin asks.

"It's going to be special. I already had my team set up the mics," you say.

"I am excited about this. I wouldn't do this for anyone else," Taemin says.

"I know. I appreciate you both for supporting my business and helping it grow," you say.

"Always," Jimin says.

***

You are in the mirror applying the last bit of long-lasting red lipstick. You are a bit giddy for tonight.

You have so many thoughts in mind. Will it be chaotic? Will they cum too fast? It's been weeks since you had either of them. It's the first time you are having both at the same time.

You have a special "relationship" with each of them.

You exhale a deep sigh and step out of your bathroom. You look at them both wearing matching harnesses and black leather pants. You feel your pussy clench at the sight of these two beautiful men.

How were you so lucky to have these two in your bedroom simultaneously?

"Ready?" you smile.

"Yes," they both respond in unison.

You walk over to your computer and hit the audio record button. This content is going to make a lot of people happy.

***

"On your knees," You command Taemin and Jimin to assume their favorite position in front of you. It's the words Taemin's been waiting to hear all day.

Hell, he's been waiting for the last few weeks since he left your playroom.

He still can't get over the fact that you are breaking your number one rule about playing in your bedroom.

Taemin knows that your business means a lot to you.

Taemin's knees weaken, and he's already kneeling in front of you.

He knows that Jimin's brat behavior has you worked up. You seem a bit tense.

Taemin knows that you're going to take it out on them both.

"Jimin, you were rather mouthy earlier today. You know how I feel about being questioned about my other subs." Taemin watches you step forward in front of Jimin. A small wave of jealousy watches over him, because he wants to be touched first by his mistress.

You yank Jimin's collar that has your name on it. Jimin's mouth opens, and he starts to speak.

"I'm sorry, Domi. I don't like sharing you," Jimin whines a bit, and Taemin sees the darkness in your eyes. Both of you are going to pay for his comment.

Taemin feels a poke at the center of his pants.

Arousal seeps through his pores, and now he wants your fingers all over him. He wants nothing more than to feel your touch against his skin. Your fingers wrapped around his throat while his hand stroked his dick.

"I agree with Jimin. Finding out that you've been with someone else hurts," Taemin adds to the conversation. He wants to rile you up and make you take it out on him.

"So, you're jealous, too?" Your voice rips through the bedroom and ricochets off the walls.

"Uh-hmm," Taemin shyly looks away and down at the ground.

He's setting you up and moving the ball in your court. He wants you to know that he isn't going to let anyone take his or Jimin's spot. In his eyes, they are number 1 and can never be replaced.

You walk away from them and over to the black leather couch in the corner of your bedroom. You sit down, and you give your first instruction.

"Lee Taemin, come here," You command.

"Yes, mistress," Taemin replies. He eagerly races over to you.

"Sit," you point to the floor in front of you.

"Yes, mistress," Taemin sits down on his knees, but a bit of sadness emerges. He still hasn't felt your fingertips against his skin. He wants to be marked up by you so he can post on Twitter.

To let any other idols know that he belongs to you.

You notice Taemin's eager eyes on you. They haven't left you, and you know he wants to say something to you.

"What's on your mind, Taemin?"

"I want to be punished... Mistress. I want to be marked," Taemin shyly confesses. His voice is shaky, but you heard his words loud and clear.

"Be patient, baby. Mistress got you," you tell him.

Your focus is on Jimin now. Even though Taemin tries to act bratty, that's not him. He's not a brat. He's the most obedient slut you've ever encountered.

Jimin is the one you need to make an example of and humble.

"Jimin... Come here bitch." You yell in an elevated tone. "Crawl to me."

"Yes, mistress," Jimin responds and crawls seductively over to you.

"Taemin hand, mistress her paddle," you say. You watch him retrieve it from the toys on the table next to you.

"Here you go, mistress," You say. You place the paddle next to you, and Taemin returns to being on his knees in front of you. Jimin is on one all fours, and his eyes are on you.

"Lay across my lap Jimin," you instruct.

"Absolutely, mistress," Jimin ambitiously says.

Taemin clenches his teeth and watches Jimin climbs up and lie across your lap. Jimin turns his head and sticks his tongue out to provoke Taemin.

You rub your hand against his soft cheeks and adjust to him in your lap.

"Ugh, why do you have to look so good like this. Waiting to be punished. I swear you do this on purpose. Don't you?"

"No, Domi. I would never."

"You need to be taught a lesson."

"You are right. I shouldn't be so mouthy. I'm sorry, mistress."

"You're sorry for what?"

"Being a jealous whore. I'm sorry, I won't do it again."

"Good."

"Well, I won't do it for tonight," Jimin adds and squirms in your lap because he knows what's about to come next.

"Of course, you're testing me," You smack his ass with the paddle without warning. His ass ripples, and Jimin lets a soft, gentle moan.

"Taemin pull off his pants for me. I want him to get the full experience. Sluts like him must get punished. Right, Taemin?" You instruct.

"Yes, mistress," Taemin gets up from his knees, and he feels his stomach hardened.

Jimin is playing a game and making this a competition. He makes a mental note of it. He reaches over and grabs at Jimin's waist to pull down his pants as he's been instructed.

He folds them and places them next to you on the sofa. He returns to his space on the floor.

"Taemin... You're such a good boy," you say, slapping Jimin's ass again with the paddle. This time you can fully see his ass in a thong. You admire the beauty of the way his ass jiggles each time you slap it harder with the paddle.

Each time Jimin moans and squirms around in your lap. But, you hold him still with one hand. The sight alone makes you want to bite his ass. But right now, you are here to discipline him.

"Jimin, on the other hand, needs to learn that being jealous won't get him far," you tease.

"I will be good, I promise," Jimin moans. It's a noticeable moan that slips through his juicy lips. He knows exactly what he's doing.

"You have no choice, or I will deprive you of your release," you say.

"Yes, mistress," you whack his ass again.

"Now, tell me thank you for your punishment," you say. You spank his ass again, and each time he thanks you for it. But, the moaning is provoking something inside of you.

"Thank you, mistress," Jimin moans louder, and you can tell that you aren't the only one affected by this interaction.

"Come here, Taemin," you say.

"Taemin take off your pants," you say. You notice that Taemin has on a black thong with your name on the front of it.

"Oh, so even your thong has my name on it. You belong to me?" you question.

"Yes, mistress," Taemin says.

"Straddle me," you say.

"Yes, mistress," Taemin replies. You know that he's been so patient, waiting for your attention.

He even tried to defy you just so that he could feel your touch. But, you know that isn't him. You know him too well.

Taemin straddles you, and you lift his shirt and toss it next to you. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Jimin next to you. You know that he wants to be in your lap like this.

"So, you're hard for me?" You ask. His erection presses against you. You know that it needs to be freed, but not yet.

"Always and only for you," Taemin says.

You kiss on his neck and bites him. Taemin jumps in your lap and mutters with excitement.

"Can I touch my dick, mistress?" Jimin asks from next to you two on the couch.

"Yes, but I will tell you to stop, and you have to every time I tell you," you say.

"Mmm.. yes, mistress," Jimin says.

You grab onto Taemin's neck, bring him close to your lips and kiss him.

"Got damn, baby," you moan, and you feel Taemin's lower half wind in your waist, and you can see Jimin out of the corner of your eyes stroking his dick, watching you too.

You let go of Taemin's throat and slip your tongue into his mouth.

"No, choke me, mistress. You know I like it," Taemin whimpers for you. He's so vulnerable in your lap and wants nothing more than to be used by you. You want to fall apart right there.

The desperation is written all over his face, and his lips are slightly open, waiting for your next move.

You grab Taemin's throat this time with more force, and you look over at Jimin, still stroking his dick, and he closes his eyes.

"Stop, Jimin," you say. You want to taunt him because this will only make him hungrier for you.

You return to kiss Taemin, and your tongue is back in his mouth. Your hand slips into his thong, and you stroke his dick. You can feel it hardened in your hand, and it needs to be freed from his thong.

"Mmm..mistress, I missed you," Taemin moans again.

"Mmm... I missed you too, slut," you say. "I saw those pictures you posted on your bubble the other day. You are being a tease," you say.

"I just wanted your attention," Taemin says.

"Come here, Jimin," You call over to him, and he moves closer to you. You lean over and slip your tongue inside of Jimin's mouth.

You can't let him feel left out. You have to make sure you attend to both of their needs. Your hand is still inside Taemin's thong. Your left hand has now found its way into Jimin's thong.

You don't want to leave either one out.

"Fuck mistress.. I've missed your touch on me," Jimin says. You switch from kissing Jimin to back to Taemin. You do this for a while. You switch between both of your lovers, and you can feel the tension. It's been building all day. Both of them have been acting out because they want you.

All they want is to be taken care of by you. You give them everything they could ever want or need regarding a sexual connection.

"Let's move to the bed," you pull away from kissing Jimin. You breathe profoundly, catching your breath.

You stand up and hold Taemin with his body around you. You can easily carry him. You toss him against the bed, and his lips curl into a grin.

"Damn, I like it when you're rough with me," Taemin says.

"I know... I toss you around like a little bitch," you giggle.

"Let's play a little game," you insist.

"I've wanted to taste both of you since I saw you tonight. So, let's see who can last the longest."

"What's the reward?" Taemin asks.

"Whoever can last will get to get fucked first."

"Sounds good," Taemin says.

"I don't think I'll be able to make it," Jimin laughs.

"We shall see. Lay on your backs.”

You remove Taemin’s thong and toss it over your shoulder. You do the same thing with you Jimin.

You go over to the table to grab a few toys. You place them in the middle of them. You lie vibrators, cock rings, lube, and butt plugs in between them.

You climb onto Jimin first because you can tell he's revved up for you. You straddle him and grind your center against him.

"Mistress... if you keep doing that, I'm going to cum."

"Doing what?" you ask.

"Rubbing your pussy against me. I haven't come in weeks. I've been saving it for you. I haven't even touched it until night," Jimin says.

"Why haven't you touched it?"

"You told me because I posted that shirtless picture on IG that I was on punishment."

"Exactly.. you're my one sub that stays in trouble," you say.

"I can't help it. The punishment feels good," Jimin expresses.

You shut him up with kisses, and you feel his body shudder. You move down his body and lick down his abs. You stop when you get to his dick. You place gentle kisses on it. You watch his body shudder again.

"Why are you so sensitive to my touch, Jimin?"

"I'm addicted to you," Jimin says. You grab the lube.

"I know, so spread your legs for your Dom. Let me take care of you," you squirt lube on your fingers and rub against his inviting hole.

You stick one finger inside of him, and he clenches around your finger.

"Fuck," A moan slips from his lips, and it's music to your ears. Jimin is right. He's not going to last long. You stop fingering him and add more lube. You grab his favorite toy, his vibrating butt plug, and put it inside him.

"You're not going to last long.. are you, baby?" you ask.

"No," Jimin shakes his head and grips the sheets.

"I'm not going to turn it yet, because I need to get Taemin lubed up. But, you are free to toy yours. But, don't cum yet," you say.

Jimin nods and reaches down to adjust the butt plug inside of him. He's whining a bit, but you know it's because he needs you.

You crawl over to Taemin, and he spreads his legs and holds them by his ears because he's ready. More than prepared to receive you tonight.

"Anxious.. aren't we?" you grab the lube and get him ready for tonight.

You coat your fingers with lube and get his ass ready. You finger his ass, and you aren't going to hold back on him.

"Shit.. mistress," Taemin says between clenched teeth. He holds his legs and looks down at you working his hole. You smirk because you don't care who cums first. You want to suck both of them off.

You notice Taemin is leaking a bit of pre- cum and you want to lick it off. But, you quickly rub it against it your finger. You smear it against his lips.

"Clean your lips for your mistress. Taste yourself," you say. Taemin doesn't even hesitate and savors the taste of himself on his lips.

"Thank you, mistress," Taemin says.

“Your cum is the only lip gloss I want on your lips.” You sneer.  

You put his toy inside of him. You get off the bed, and you get down at the foot of the bed. You get on your knees, and you call out to your subs.

"Come here," you command. The tone in your voice is low, but still stern. You are ready to taste them.

"Mistress.. you don't have to get on your knees for us," Jimin says.

"Oh, trust me, this is where all the power is," you say, and you wrap your hand around Taemin's dick. You stroke his dick with your right hand.

You grab the left side of Jimin's waist and pull him a little closer to Taemin.

"Don't cum, Princess," you say, and before Jimin can respond, you cover his dick with your mouth.

Jimin looks so beautiful underneath the low pink led lights in your bedroom. His full round lips are slightly jarred, and he can't stop looking at you.

It seems like you put a spell on him that he doesn't want anyone else but you.

That's why he's been so jealous lately. He can't explain what it is about you, but he quickly does whatever you say.

"Mmm. I love it when you call me Princess," Jimin bites his bottom lip, and you grab his dick with your left hand. Your left hand replaces your mouth, and now you lean over to the right to get to Taemin.

Taemin moves in front of you to make it easier for you. You hold onto his waist and suck his dick. Your mouth is almost like a suction cup, and you work your mouth. Taemin might be trying to hold back because you can feel his legs tremble a bit.

You grab your remote controls out of your left pocket and turn on both butt plugs. Your mouth forms into a wicked grin when they both moan out your name because their plugs are giving them that extra pleasure.

You are pulling out all the bells and whistles tonight. You want them to know that no one will ever take their spot.

"Both are y'all are mine," you say.

"Mmm.. yess mistress," Taemin moans.

"Always, Domi," Jimin groans.

You feel Taemin's legs shake, and you pull back. You watch him tremble for you. "Mistress... I need to cum so bad."

"Mmm... I guess you're going to be watching me and Jimin fuck first. Huh?" you look up into his eyes. You can see the desperation in his eyes, and you know he wants to cum down your throat so bad.

"Uh-hmm," Taemin nods. You return to pleasure, Jimin, and you continue to stroke Taemin. Your mouth moves quicker than before. You know that if you wanted to, you could make them both cum already. But, you are taking your time. You want to drag it out.

"I'm sorry, Mistress," Jimin explodes in your mouth, and you deep throat him. You swallow all of his warm seed. His legs buckle, and he lays back on the floor. Thankfully, there's a nice rug to break his fall.

Taemin's cum ooze on your hand. You lick some of your hand and then make Taemin clean off the rest.

"Mmm.. that was hot," you say. You waste no time and pull Taemin down on the floor. You position Taemin so that he's in front of the couch.

You don’t have on panties so you rip a hole in the center of your lace panty hoses.

You straddle him and slide down on his dick. Jimin sits down on the couch with his legs spread.

"I've missed your pussy so much," Taemin mewls, an elicit sound that your body craves to hear. You feel at one with him and slowly rock your hips. You push Taemin's hands above his head and peer deeply into his eyes.

"It's missed you, more," you announce. You study Jimin over on the couch, who is watching the two of you join together as one. Your attention zooms in on how Jimin is stroking his dick.

"You like watching me fuck your best friend?" You torment Jimin because you know that only turns him on even more. Your left hand moves up to your breasts, and you squeeze your left nipple. You grab Taemin's hand and guide him to where you at.

You know Taemin wouldn't touch you unless directed, and you love his reverence for you.

"Yes, Domi. I love watching Taemin being dominated by you. It's so hot," Jimin's hand movements increases.

"Mmm... I love teasing you, Jimin," you cry out.

"Rub my clit, kitten," you advise Taemin.

Taemin strokes your clit without hesitation, and it sends euphoric shock waves to your center.

The combination of him being buried inside of you, playing with your nipple and clit, and Jimin stroking is sending you over the edge. You want to cum all over his dick.

Taemin sobs out your name. He's such a needy little whore who enjoys being dominated by you and only you. He blabbers out something, but you can't make it out.

"Use your words, kitten," you say.

"I... need.. I need to cum inside of you. Please, mistress," Taemin begs.

"Not yet, kitten," you say. You continue to ride him. You spin around on his dick that now your ass is facing him. You love the way his dick feels in this position. It hits your g-spot perfectly.

You switch back to facing him because you want to watch his face when he cums inside you. There is something about watching him orgasm that sends you to another level.

"Are you ready to cum... you little slut?" You ask.

"Yess... mistress," he whines.

"Cum inside of me," you say.

You look over at Jimin. "Stop touching yourself. I want you to save that nut for me," you instruct. You can see that Jimin wants to object, but you are in control here. No one gets to cum unless you say so, or it's punishment.

You wrap your hand around his throat, and you watch him close his eyes tight. He's too shy to release with his eyes open. You unravel onto top of him, and you feel your body shake with his.

"You know you gotta clean me out, Taemin," you tease.

You move your body so that you're kneeling over Taemin's face.

"Yess, mistress. I love tasting our cum together," Taemin says.

"Fuck, you're such a dirty slut." You can barely get the words out when you feel his tongue press against your clit a few times.

He moves down to your center and shoves his tongue inside of you. Your pussy clenches and you feel yourself release.

Taemin slurps out all of the cum, and your body trembles. "I love the way we taste, mistress," Taemin says.

"So hot, isn't it?" You mention and look back over at Jimin.

You roll off Taemin. His face is glistening with your juices all over his face. He did so good for you tonight.

"Good job, kitten," you say and kiss him on the lips for a final time.

"Thank you, mistress." Taemin blushes after receiving the praise that he so desires. You stand up off the floor, and you go over to Jimin, sitting on the couch. You grab his hair.

"Come here bitch," you pull him by the hair and lead him over to the bed. You push him against the bed, and you can tell you are already in for a fight.

You originally had other plans for him. But, you have to change things up.

"Yes, dominate me.. Domi. I love it," Jimin sneers.

"Eager are we?"

"Always."

"Taemin, bring me the black strap, please," you toss over your shoulder.

“Yes, mistress,” Taemin replies.

It wasn't your original plan to top anyone. But, you have to give the little whore what he's craving. Plus, you need to punish him.

"Mmm.. ruin my hole," Jimin cheers. He better be careful what he's asking for.

You grab him by his collar and turn him over. "Shut up whore," you slap his ass a few times. You grab the lube off the bed and remove his toy. You toss it onto it the bed and lube him up.

You shove two fingers inside of him, and you feel him clench around your fingers. He's ready for you. But, you already know that.

Taemin hands you the strap, and you can see a slight disappointment in his eyes. Of course, he wanted you to peg him, too.

Taemin helps you put on your strap because he's always going to do anything to serve you. You pour the lube on the strap and watch it drip all over it.

"Next time," you mouth to Taemin.

"Get sit on the chair, Taemin. I want you to see what happens when you are a bratty sub like your best friend," you say.

You position Jimin in front of you and carefully slide inside of him. You find your rhythm easily.

"You want your tight little hole to be ruined, huh?" You chant from behind Jimin. He doesn't respond as quickly as you would like. So, you grab his hair from the back.

"Answer me slut," you fuck him faster and smack his ass with your right hand. You are pounding his little hole he wanted so badly to be ruined.

"Yesss... I crave to be ruined by you," Jimin whimpers, and the melody of it makes you feel on top of the world. He's your little bitch, and you own his ass. No one else in the world can fuck him the way you do.

You lean forward and bite him on his neck. You suck on the sensitive skin, and he flounders underneath you. You bit him harder because you want to leave marks. You want to make sure everyone knows he’s yours.

"Whose ass is this?" You shout into his ear and grab his throat from behind you.

"Yours, Y/N!" He cries out to you. You can tell he's already in a frenzy because he's throwing it back on your strap. You love seeing him being a whore for you.

"Damn fucking right."

"Fuck," Jimin whimpers over and over again. His hands are gripping your expensive comforter, and you know he wants to cum. He's shaking a little bit. You reach around him to stroke his dick.

"Yess... Domi. I'm gonna cum," Jimin says.

"Oh really? Just like that. My strap has you wanting to cum?"

"Hmm..mmh," Jimin blubbers.

You fuck him harder because you want to bring him ever closer to his climax.

You're giving him everything you got. You hold tightly to his waist.

"You ready to cum?" You ask.

"Uh-huh," Jimin cries, and you pull out your strap. He leans over the bed and says. "No, please... put it back in. I need it, Domi. I'll be good."

"Nope. I'm not letting you cum from my strap. Next time don't be so bratty, and I'll let you cum," you say.

"No, pleaseeee," Jimin gets on his knees in front of you. He's still so hard, and you can tell he'll do anything to get that nut.

"Nope," you reach down and kiss him on the forehead. "Hopefully, next time, you learn how to talk to Domi. Good night."

A/N: I really hope you enjoyed it! I had so much fun writing it! Also, comment if you want more. I mean there is so much I can do with this one-shot. I want to turn it into a story. Especially since there isn't a lot of femdom content on here.

Let me know if you want a story!

-Nirvana

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SUB!TAEMIN x READER: “ABSOLUTION”

“My church offers no absolutes, she tells me worship in the bedroom” - HOZIER

TWS: Dom and Sub dynamics, dominant reader, submissive idol, oral sex (m receiving + f receiving), degradation, name calling, praise, hair pulling, (edging just in case), face sitting, and that’s all for now!

Pronouns used: NONE! :)

Plot: After Taemin ignores your warnings to behave himself backstage you are caught kissing by other staff members and being scolded, you decide to teach him a lesson about self control at home.

Word Count: 3257

Part:1/2

As you sit beside Taemin with your legs crossed and your phone in your hands, you tap your foot, he could feel the anger seeping from your core as you paid him no mind at all, completely ignoring how he tried to hold your hand and brushing him off calmly when he put his hand on your thigh. He just wanted to comfort you, mostly for his own sake, but still comfort you all the same, but you're mind was already made, and he'd have to deal with the consequences, the only thing saving him now is the lengthy car ride home with his manager, who had picked up on the energy before the show even finished and decided to try and brighten the mood by complimenting Taemin saying: "You did amazing tonight, Taemin," but when he asked you what you thought, it was clear that you weren't in the mood to be cheered up, "well," you started, "I think he was good, I'm just glad it's over for now," your cold response made Taemin pout beside you.

Luckily the car ride came to an end, you kindly thanked Nam Euisoo and exited the car with Taemin following on foot, every step into his apartment made his heart pound in anticipation, and you couldn't help but grin as you reached the door. As you unlocked the door you could feel Taemin behind you, he placed his hand on your hip, once again trying to soothe the anger and make you forget that you were upset with him, but it didn't work, you ignored his hand, and as you both stepped inside you slipped off your shoes and took off your jacket, making sure to move as slow as possible. "Y/N," Taemin started, his voice sounding so anxious, it made you smile even more as you looked at him and saw how he tried to hide his nervous grin. "Don't you think you've been mean enough? I mean, I wasn't that bad, right?"

You laughed, crossing the floor you stand in front of him, and even though he's taller and has the power to take control, Taemin has never been ashamed or afraid to let you take control, and remind him that as much as you belong to him, he belongs to you. So as you ranked your fingers through his hair, and quickly yanked the locks, he followed your hand, knowing right away that you wanted him to be eye level with him, "do you think, that me ignoring you was the punishment?" You asked, your grip becomes tighter, "I warned you," you said, "you can't get out of it now." A soft whimper escaped his pink lips, his head craned up toward the ceiling as you tighten your grip a little more. "Now," you finally let go, the burning sensation in Taemin's scalp makes his knees feel weak, "be a good boy, and get on your knees."

Taemin hesitated just a little, as much as he enjoys you being in control, the feeling of you pulling his hair drove him wild, and now all he wanted was to get you on the bed and feel your nails running down his back, your hand in his hair, and your legs around his waist as he rammed into you over and over again. "Did you hear me?" You grab his face, the rough action makes his eyes widen, "I said, get on your knees." Taemin obliged, getting on his knees in front of you and looking up at you with low, lustful eyes. Even like this, he still manages to look irresistible. "Good boy," you grab his face again, this time a little softer, and kiss him, although you were the one leading, Taemin still took the lead in moving his tongue into your mouth as you stood over him. He reached for your pants, trying to unbutton them as quickly as possible.

You grin into the kiss and smacked his hand away, "be patient, or I'll give you nothing," he whined and you pulled away, and pushed him back with your foot, you forced him to lay on the floor, standing with one foot on his shoulder and the other beside his chest. "I think you need a reminder that you can't always have what you want." He looked up at you with desperate eyes and wet lips, the look on his face tell you just how badly he wants you and how he'd do anything to have you right now. "Because it seems like you forgot how to behave in public." Your harsh tone had him itching to see what you'd do to him tonight.

"I can't help it..." He said with an excited grin on his face, his cheeks flushed as he looks at you saying: "You know I can't resist you, baby." You give him a look of faux sympathy, pouting your lips as you lean down to him, "Really? I thought you were just a stupid little kitten in heat," You teased, the playful yet bashful tone sets fire in him and the way he looks at you makes you thrive with excitement. You lick your lips, the frustration and heat from his look setting in faster than your will to take control, if it's one thing Taemin can do to escape punishment, it gives you a look that says he'd do anything, for you. "Now, get up and crawl to me..." Your order is a simple one that you know he'll follow, so without even looking back at him make sure you turn around and begin to walk to the bedroom.

Out of pure curiosity and to fuel your desire, you look back to see him and the sight of him crawling on his hands and knees behind you makes you grin, it fills you with delight to see how obedient he can truly be. As you reached the bed you sat down and he stopped in front of you, getting on his knees and looking up at you with curious and lustful eyes, "Such a good boy," You grab his face and pull him closer, "Do you think you deserve a treat for being obedient?" He nodded his head, biting his plush bottom lip as he looked you dead in the eyes, "Y-Yes...Please," His soft voice pleads with you and you love every second of it, the sound of his voice almost makes you want to go easy on him, but you know how much he loves it when you're rough with him.

"Of course you fucking do," You let go of his face, roughly shoving him back as you roll your eyes, "Stand up." Although it was a simple task it made Taemin's stomach swirl, the way you looked at him with such little care and remorse for his behavior and ordered him around made him painful hard already. As he stood up you grinned and crossed your legs, "Good boy...Now strip," You could see the eagerness in his eyes as you said this, the way he licked his lips and looked down at you made between your legs feel so warm that you couldn't help but squeeze them together. As Taemin reached to take off his belt the tension in the room began to rise, suddenly everything felt hotter and when he tossed it aside and began discarding his pants you were almost too hungry with desire and lust to wait.

You watch with hungry eyes as he takes off his shirt and throws it to the side, leaving him in only his underwear, they didn't do much to cover him with his cock pressed so tightly against them, the way they dig into his hips and sat lowly around his waist was beautiful, but you didn't tell him to model, you told him to strip, so he slowly tugged them down. You can't stop yourself from biting your lip as you watch them become lower and when they finally fall and his cock springs free you almost moan from the arousal, as his length slaps against his abdomen you lick your lips and look up at him. "Aren't you an obedient slut?" You grin and motion for him to come closer, as he does you lean forward and look up at him. His breathing speeds up and his dick twitches from just being exposed like this.

You look up at him for a second, building suspense before finally, you drag your finger up his thick cock, he flinched from the touch and quietly yelped with a deep breath from the sudden feeling of your finger against him. "For such a desperate whore, you really are sensitive..." You press your finger against the leaking slit of his cock and lick your lips as he flinched at the touch and bucks his hips, "S-Shit..." You raise your eyebrows at him and swirl your finger around his pink head, "Shit?" You chuckle to yourself and continue to tease him with just one finger, "Do you want more?" He nodded, of course he would, but you weren't going to give him anything that easily, "Isn't that too bad that you're a disobedient whore then?" He whimpers as you continue to jab at him and his cock twitches aggressively.

"So pathetic..." You finally give him more and wrap your hand around him, looking up into his eyes as you slowly begin to stroke his dick, his eyes closed as he sighed sexually and shuddered, "Maybe if you weren't such a dumb slut, and had a shred of dignity, you would get more...but since you're such a filthy Exhibitionist who can't keep his hands to himself, I'll give you what I think you deserve." You bite your lip as he struggles not to thrust into your hand and become a mess, even if he did he knew it would only result in more torment for the night. You watch his face for a while, basking in the desperate look on his face as you teased him, it only became more pleasing when you sped up just a little. Taemins knees buckle and he tilts his head back just a little, "You're so pretty like this baby boy," He moaned at your healthy mixture of praise and degradation, "You'd look even prettier cumming for me, isn't that right?"

Taemin looked down at you and nodded his head while licking his slightly red lips, "Of course, you think so, such a dumb thing." His legs buckle once again, you take his weakness as the perfect chance to give a change of pace and finally lick a stripe up from your hand, to the head of his cock, he shuddered letting out a shaky moan as he bit down on his lip. You swirl your tongue around it and move your hand knowing that he was becoming more sensitive from your teasing, "P-Please my love...your tongue feels so good." Your body feels hotter as you listen to his lascivious voice, although you were in charge you couldn't fight the fire burning between your legs and the desire to feel him in your mouth. You hesitated just a little but carefully guided him into your mouth, your tongue lies flat against the underside of his cock and your soft lips wrap around him. The sudden warmth and wetness of your mouth make his breathing so uneven that he feels lightheaded.

Lightheaded with an overpowering feeling of sexual hormones you slowly begin to suck him in, look up at him as his heavy cock slides against your tongue, the erotic feeling of him twitching in your mouth and making you reach down to touch yourself. "Fuck...your mouth feels so good baby...oh my god..." You continue, allowing him to just barely move his hips and thrust into your mouth it only got you more excited, but you needed to keep control and put him in his place. You pull off of him and he whimpers, pouting as he looked down at you with low and lustful eyes, his heavy gazes and needy expressions are pornographic. "I think you had enough," You lean back and push yourself further onto the bed as you stare into his eyes, "Undress me."

Taemin obeys once again, ignoring his painfully hard cock as he hastily removed your pants and threw them aside with his clothes, as he removed your underwear you shivered from the cold air of the room hitting your wet pussy, the sight of your bare legs and cunt made him want to devour you. "Come kiss me," You didn't have to tell him twice, Taemin was dying to kiss you so he quickly got on top of you and pressed his lips against yours. Neither of you were in the mood to go slow, you hungrily kissed each other and allowed yourselves to completely surrender to your carnal desires. His hands slide up your hips and under your shirt, and as his tongue dances with yours, you become drunk with lust and you wrap your legs around his waist and pull his body closer so that you could grind against him. As Taemin's hands slide under your bra he takes your movement as a hint and follows your lead, rolling his hips into yours and grinding against you.

You moan into his mouth and put your hand in his hair, if you didn't take control now then he'd become wild and you'd forget your point without teaching him anything, so you pulled his hair and yanked his head back to force him to pull away. His soft whimper and the way his hips shuttered made you breathlessly laugh, "If you weren't so fucking good at this I'd let you go to bed with blue balls," You said jokingly as you moved your legs from his waist, "Lay on the bed, you're taking too long." Taemin nodded and quickly laid on the bed, his heart pounded as he licked his lips and watched you climb on top of him, as you took off your shirt and discarded your bra your stomach began to swarm with heat, you wanted him inside of you now. You lower yourself and line him up with your entrance but he stopped you, in a pretty and desperate tone he asked with doe eyes that you couldn't resist: "Can I taste you first?"

You bit your lip and tilted your head to the side as you grinned, "Isn't that cute?" Your seductive tone makes his whole body feel like it could explode, "You want me to let you eat me out?" He nodded his head enthusiastically, if there's one thing Taemin loves it's having you on his tongue, no matter who's in control Taemin has always loved pleasing you. "Yes, please my love...sit on my face." You almost cursed at his request, how could you deny him? Without hesitation you positioned yourself above his face and looked down at him, knowing that Taemin has always been against you only hovering you weren't surprised when he hooked his arms around your thighs and lead you to sit all the way down on his face. The moment you feel his mouth on your pussy you tremble and your hips jerk, you instinctively move and put your hand in his hair as his tongue gracefully slides between your beautiful folds.

"Oh my god!" He makes quick work to get you riled up, moving his tongue up and down between your wetness as his pillow-like lips rub against your clit, already you felt like you were going to melt from the way he took his time eating you out, and when he shifted his focus to your clit and began to practically kiss it you crumbled over and moaned out loudly. You arch your back as chills rise from your spin and you throw your head back, your juice flows down his chin and trickle down his neck as you ride his face. Your eyes rolled back and you fight with yourself not to begin humping his face, "Taem...Taemin!" Your toes curled and you try to pull yourself off of his face but he holds you still and continues to move his tongue against your clit. "S-Shit...Stop...fuck!" You pulled his hair harder as you whined and rolled your hips against his face, but he didn't listen, Taemin was set on making you cum on his face.

You could hardly care, the way he closed his eyes and pulled you down even harder told you that his mind was made even if it would only put him in a deeper hole. "My god!" You cried out as you threw your head back, pressure builds in your stomach as it clinched and your grip on his hair loosens, only to tighten when he began to trace tight circles on your clit with his tongue. Your loud moans turn into deep heavy breaths, you struggle to contain yourself as you thrashed above him and he loved it. The sound of your voice made Taemin want to touch himself so badly and the taste of you on his tongue was driving him wild, but even with you being in charge he refused to go any further if he wasn't going to make you cum first. Taemin has never once fucked you or been fucked by you without making you cum at least once before being inside of you, he'd rather edge himself for hours than cum first.

Your toes curl as a coil begins to form in your stomach, it didn't take long for Taemin to get you close, so the feeling of a knot forming in your stomach so soon didn't shock you. "Ooh...oh my god..." you cover your mouth and look down at him with your eyebrows knotted and one hand still in his hair, "T-Taemin..." you bite your lip, throwing your head back as you let the feeling of pure ecstasy take over you. Chills wash over your body as your thoughts completely melt away, you can't stop the string of soft whimpers, mewls, and moans that escape you and you couldn't care to. Taemins tongue felt like heaven and as you grind against his face and he hummed softly it pushed you even closer to the edge. Taemin didn't pull away for a second despite feeling lightheaded from the lack of air, he needed to make you cum, but to keep himself from passing out he decided to press his tongue into your clit a little harder and focus his movements even more.

The slight change had you almost screaming as that coil in your stomach tightens until it finally snaps, your vision becomes blurry and waves of oxytocin and dopamine hit you like a tidal wave, your body tensed and your hips bucked against Taemin's face, it didn't take long for your clit to become sensitive as he continued to eat your out through your orgasm, so he wasn't shocked at how you quickly lifted yourself as your body twitched. "F-Fuck..." He gasped a little with a look of satisfaction on his wet face, your juices trail down his face and as you struggle to hold yourself up, you leaned down and licked up the arousal from his neck to his mouth. "You did such a good job," You weakly smiled and once again you lower your body and line his cock up with your now throbbing hole, "Are you ready for me pretty boy?" He nodded and bit his lip.

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surprise smut roulette ♣︎ | x male idol 𝔬𝔯𝔞𝔩 𝔦𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔰

⇢ enter the matchmaker_  ⇢ play at your own risk_

## feat. [txt_] HUENING KAI・[skz_] FELIX・[bts_] YOONGI・[nct_] TAEYONG・[exo_] KYUNGSOO・[shinee_] TAEMIN

↳ ★【ＩＮＴＲＯ. 】welcome to this ‘pick a treat’ roulette. find your perfect match through 6 questions that lead to a hot surprise candidate. are you ready for a gamble? 

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the expert of experts please. like, the living legend. ➝ choose B.

the fun kind. an inexperienced, nasty, pretty mess. ➝ choose C.

soft hours, i just want the sweet & innocent bean. ➝ choose D.

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passionate, slow, loving, classy, you name it. ➝ choose F.

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A.  l e e  t a e y o n g ♡

Cooks you a tasty meal three hours beforehand. Your favorite one, and it’s restaurant quality. After digging in, the two of you share a lovey-dovey calm down moment on the couch. Taeyong puts on a sweet romantic movie. Like really sugary sweet. Kiss the cook sounds like proper advice in that situation. It’s not just making out, though. You do pay attention to the movie as well. The atmosphere is nice, he put up incense sticks, and the plot is wholesome. An impatient voice in your head remains. Taeyong’s body is too shapely to ignore in his all-tight, all-fashionable clothing tonight. When the credits roll, it’s time for cleaning up. In two ways of the word if you catch my drift. Him in the kitchen. You in the bathroom. Everything planned out. Ready to go twelve minutes later. He arranged the bed to be extra comfortable. You lay down together. Shit, the tension is about to snap. You can’t stand it anymore and end up shrugging off your showering robe without further ado. You sit down on him. Make yourself at home. You’ve done this plenty of times before. But it still feels like a first. Caring Taeyong is the type to ask how you want it every other minute. You tell him some soft kitty licks would be nice. He starts off superficial, but accurate. Deep and sloppy is for later. Looks great in his black tanktop by the way. The hair going all over the pillow. His eye makeup wavering. If only he fully realized he’s such a perfect 10, hands down. You tell him at every opportunity. But Taeyong is always cautioned and has a self-sacrificing character. He’s anxious, but curious at once — which is his and your advantage. Continues very slowly, whimpery. He always needs a comfort zone. And warmth around the bed. No cold room ever. It needs to be heated.

Can’t tolerate anyone walking in on the two of you, either. Door’s locked. Music’s playing. Taeyong’s getting it good with your palms on his thighs. „Baby, you’re delicious.“ That’s all he can say between his hard breaths and one madly working jaw. You talk super dirty to him, though his ears are… firmly enclosed for the most part. With you on top of it, his face never felt so amazing, but god damn. He also notices just how he’s straining his tongue to the max the more it goes on. Taeyong is exhausting every muscle in it. You once said that stamina is all it is: He listens to your feedback very carefully. Taeyong secretly wants to be bossed around. He’s always a little worried and concerned, needing your guidance. Dependent on your lead, even. Immerses his face very profoundly the more he works himself up. Wants to feel your warmth. And make you feel so good and connected to him. Checks on you all the time. ‚Okay like that?‘ Dedicated boyfriend who just wants to know you’ve clenched up at least once a day. Intimacy, it’s like a confession. But it’s also about licking the stress away. You should know he’s all yours. The sheer eye contact will make you cum. He has such a thing for your bucking, thrusting hips. Never overstimulates you, though. Always stops at the right moment. Got your favorite towel ready at all times, too. Mirror mirror on the wall, he’s the cleanest of them all? Taeyong deserves all praise, he’s so neat with everything. Needs his bunny plush to come down afterwards. This really is the man who has a whopping truckload of sex with you all week in full slut mode. Curls himself into a ball. Little spoon Taeyong gets his due reward by snuggling him to sleep. It’s all, all, all about affection.

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B. m i n  y o o n g i ♡

Sitting on his face? Hmm… Gotta break it to ya: That’s for starters. Fact is: Any position will do. Any. Your wildest imagination. Just tell him. Yoongi is a very creative character. He will find a way. want him to kneel down while you’re standing, leg over his shoulder? He’s perfectly tiny, what did you think he was gonna do! Do tall people stuff? So, you get the idea; no limits. He’s dreamed about all of it anyway. Just never had the courage to speak those ideas out loud, you know. Nothing else on his mind. Beyond the calm and reserve of his personality is something incredibly erotic that needs to come out. Actually, Yoongi is far more physically flexible than people would expect. Plus, a lot more sensual, tactile, and touchy-feely in any case. And we’re not just talking nose boops and hand-holding, although he really gets very excited about those, don’t get me wrong. He really loves intimacy. And for you, he would do anything anyways. You don’t have to worry about him being in a mood. Or his latest audio file waiting for some last tweaks, that one can wait for another hour. Valuable time with you can’t be postponed or bought back. He’s a realist. Yoongi sets his priorities. Booked and busy he might be, but his girlfriend has a more important spot in his big bf heart. So, long story short. He’s always down. No problem. Anywhere, anytime. Out there hiking in the highest mountains? Someone’s gonna melt the snow outside the tent with his heated tongue technology. No need to light a campfire, that one only attracts the insects. Talk about bugs: Yoongi tends to be hyper-private about having sex with you, nosy people and haters should never know your business. His door codes are like 19 letters long at this point. You’ve been thinking the same thing. Who the fuck deserves to hear your man moan except you.

You both try to be quiet as you can when he goes down on you in the studio lab. Which backfires on his ears later on when you’re alone at his house and can really let it out. It’s hilarious though because Yoongi is a pianist, in his head it’s like „ohh bro she’s moaning in C minor!“ Jokes aside. Yoongi has one huge craving. A certain… drive to impress. In typical understated manner. Knows you feel so good when lying down on your back, so he can service you. Sitting down on him would only mean extra work — he wants to do those things for you. Caress your whole body. Take good care of you. Get his hair tugged on and your feet in the air. When the weather is freezing cold at best, so you can both warm up like that under a blanket. Winter is eating out season. When you’re not glued together linking hands, which is most of the time, he asks you pull off his hoodie so you can hold onto it while he gets busy making you cum. The fabric smells so good. The material is really soft. The whole garment has so much Yoongi body lotion scent and subtle perfume in its every fiber. It arouses you double. You can smell his hair shampoo as well. Knows you get off on his hands preparing the great finale, so he’ll use ’em for good. Knows the spot where to place his thumb and leaves it there to rub it side to side diagonally. Yep, this can go on and on. He doesn’t get any joint or muscle pain the next day anymore. He just wants to work you up and get you off. Yoongi can drag his tongue the slow way. Or give some lighting fast nips. Lives for your heavy hitching breath. Tongue-finger combination? Sends you spiraling, complex tongue movements in all directions. It makes you forget about responsibilities that burden you. Gives you positive dreams for the night. He really does spoil you. Wears his hoodie with a gratuitous, bashful smile the very next day. You really came crazy hard digging your fingers into it.

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C. h u e n i n g  k a i ♡

Fresh from the shower. The two of you, madly in love. Already made out lots under the water stream. Got steamy with lathering the shampoo everywhere on your bodies, but didn’t go all the way. Kai isn’t a fan of giving you pleasure that isn’t properly set up. Fumbling about without any aim with the water going everywhere in his eyes. It needs more structure. Your boyfriend is less impromptu than you think. Every now and then, he’s very nervous about that. Good boy gone bad where? He’s soft, that’s why you like him. But it’s up to you to come up with the programme. Spontaneous, planned, something in between? You need to show him. And it’s no rocket science. You’re obsessed with your tall ass cutie, the ideas about what to do come naturally. Needless to say, no chance to jump the gun right away though, Hyuka is pretty clingy. Cuddles a lot before. Very tight hugs. Very deep kisses. Needs his curly hair played with or he just won’t feel the mood that night. Kai needs to feel safety. Longs so much for you. Then goes absolutely stupid. Doesn’t even know where to start. Extremely overwhelmed. Talks in several languages at once. Moves about constantly. All these long ass shaky fingers roaming everywhere. Desperation on two long legs. Pleaser and an ethereally beautiful face to look at, all over the place in the opening rounds. Hyuka is a crying, shivering mess. Painfully straining boner. It’s gonna be another orgasm denied. Begs for you to go harder, wrap your thighs around him firmly. Give it to me, go for it.

Getting the hang of it sooner than later — he’s a natural talent. Adores you so much. He wants to do this all day every day. Kai’s really shocked by your body in the best of ways. Mouth gaping wide open in awe. Gotta seize the opportunity to fill it. You’re not gonna give him a shy and dainty ride. All those stuffed toys are gonna fall of the bed cuz you’re fucking the shit out of his face with increasing creaks of the mattress. Gets his spit in his eyes, but keeps on going. Hyuka ends up out of breath after only two minutes. Hopeless and sloppy, looking like a wet puddle — or poodle, depending on how you look at it. Such a gorgeous face utterly ruined. Tries his best to keep on licking cuz he’s Kittykai with his bowl of milk (that’s your nickname for him, it’s in his KakaoTalk bio ever since). Thinks you taste so great and loves being nasty. Gains in self-esteem the more he sees his nose bridge do the work for him. I mean, what else would it be doing. It’s literally built for a good time. Things are seriously chaotic with him. Might… discover he has a bratty side in the process. But, he likes being told exactly what to do and being put in his place which is of course supine. All the time. Your cute lil’ babe. Hyuka is at his best when he subs. He’s not afraid of being roughed up and having his nips pinched one by one. Goes full throttle hormonal seeing you cum: He almost passes out. Oh gee listen, this really brings out the hoe in him. He thinks about other people looking at his face tomorrow without suspecting what you did on it. Cums in his pants not once but twice. A sticky mayhem on both ends. Showering round two here we come, it’s aftercare, and then you’ll doze off after sorting his plushies back in place, that’s just proper etiquette aye.

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D.  l e e  f e l i x ♡

His pink cozy sweater. That silky long hair to swirl around between your fingers. A very talkative, jittery boyfriend. That’s what you find kneeling in your bed in the later evening. He definitely took your text message to heart and prepared. In fact, Felix, your happy pill, has been waiting all day. It’s not like he’s been twirling thumbs only, though. He sent a lot of cutesy pictures to show himself off. You know, a little bit at least. It’s not like he’s arrogantly bragging. It’s more about cheering you up by looking good (it works) and giving you an early taste of what you’re getting (works just fine as well). That serve of a face card never declines, baby. Felix selfies are good for your health. He’s your absolute bestie after all. Good thing you can also inspect his face up close between your legs, and he’s doing his thing, it’s become a glad routine recently. He figured that stuff out I’m telling you. He has an ethic. But he’s also a coy kind of closet pervert (if that doesn’t sum him up, what does). Felix is the type to dream about burying his face in you, and that dream comes with a shocking intensity in his fantasy world. Nobody would suspect his mind to be that graphic. He wants to jerk off furiously to that thought of himself. But heaven knows he’d feel too naughty and shy to actually do it. The guilt is too strong. He’d rather save the energy — that’s actually smart. He’s right on edge when you come home. It gives him an extra slutty desperation. And a readiness to do it all. As much as you like his innocence, you gotta admit that you wanna steal it a little.

Upon the first relief of assuming the position, Felix has a reassuring sparkle in his eyes throughout. Still talks a lot, even with his mouth full. No manners, but it shall be forgiven. Cuz he’s cute, and he says all the sweet nothings. Boy’s addicted to you, but in a wholesome way. Light banter is a must. Convos are a turn-on. That bomb ass voice gives you goosebumps. It kinda riles you up, too, does it. So gratifying to listen to. Let him talk! He’s using his most seductive asset. But don’t underestimate your own voice. He likes it a lot. After all that foreplay talk, at one point it’s come on now, let’s get to work, let’s do it right. Loves his head in your hands. Pleases you very diligently. Trusts you with everything. Could eat you with his eyes closed at 3:25 AM, suspended upside down from the San Francisco brigde. Needs everything settled between pillows. Flustered when you say something kinky to him. Felix has a hidden raunchy side that needs to be provoked through topping him properly. Corrupting him like that makes you excited for more every time. It’s a sexy balance to an otherwise wholesome bedroom life. Legs are kicking when you suffocate him for a little longer than usual, he’s groaning his ass off. You can stare at his freckles for as long as you want. He makes amazing little slurpy noises, that’s adorable as shit. Treats eating you out like a kissing session. Clean eater overall, not too sticky. And even if something’s a little all over the place: Who cares about awkward moments when he can be a sunshine. Says please when asking if he can make you cum. The orgasm is deep and it’s satisfying. Felix loves it when you ride it out on him and he can’t see anything but ass from below, hello darkness my old friend. Loves the hugs afterwards. Can’t let go. He seriously and really needs you so bad. Can not even bear the two minutes of a bathroom break until you get to huddle up again. Sleeps like a baby. Your baby, he’s been so so good and all your pride.

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E.  l e e  t a e m i n ♡

Somebody signed up for the ultimate sex symbol. The distinguished one and only. Lee Francesco Alejandro Fernando in flesh, I see I see. You want a goofy fucking weirdo. A ruined whoring catholic on crack. That’s the aesthetic, am I right or am I right. No problem, though! Taemin got it all. You know how the story goes. Starts with a smile. Finishes with a smile. Charming, he’s well aware. He thrives on praise and your lip bites, and the fact that he can make you wet with just one glance. There’s no way to resent Taemin for being so hot, it’s his right, but you know. Going by how often you’re changing into fresh underwear, you’re a little under his spell. And don’t be mistaken. He himself sweats pretty damn hard, so much he’s gotta tie his hair back. Taemin is a workaholic in bed. Because just like on stage, he always aims for his best physical performance. You really can’t call it anything else. On the one hand, he wants to be killed by the squeeze of your thighs while you’re at it. But it’s mostly about having a good time past 8PM. It’s the golden Taemin rule: Gotta have fun together, not one by one. Eating you out means enjoying himself, too. He never thinks of it as a chore. Deliciously enthusiastic. Can put on a show. Is most likely tied up. Who knew, totally surprising. A perfect blend of faux shy with lazy nips and being confident in his err, ‚artistic’ abilities. Taemin needs a freak who’s hard to handle lest he’s gonna wind up bored — Taemin loves you because you’re wild and free and wanna fuck him up for his decade of sins (seriously now, someone finally needs to punish Taemin for being so daring). Best ever edging. His technique is unusual, but it does the trick. Keeps your toes curled and your lips twitching. Like throbbing. Needy moans in between licks because he can’t get enough.

But, just like he enjoys your possessive staring, he also wants your loud response. Figured out ways to tease your clit that make you gasp out loud and smack his thighs (oh yum… he likes that). Knows his cheeks are great to sit on. Don’t lie — you’ve seen them and you’ve been thinking your thoughts. They’re all soft. They’re all inviting. Can you tell he’s encouraging? Wants to feel your bounce, he’s a guy you wanna lose control with. You can go pretty crazy on him if you think about it. The messier you move, the more he’s into that. Routinely chokes himself out while he’s gobbling you up. „Sounds so good, right?“ — his words, not mine. Blame his eagle eyes because he’s right, you’re liking it. A tease as always. Needs you riding, and needs you rolling. Your hips, no hesitation. You don’t have to worry about disturbing him. Taemin can take a little heat, and his coordination is strong. If anything, it can’t be disturbing enough for the goth emo horror prince. Who knows. He’s lusciously masochistic anyways. Taemin is built to entice and satisfy you on any given day. A little stronger is just right, a little rougher is just right. Give it to him like it’s hate sex, but like it’s love. Never tires. Wants it bad. Works the shit out of his A+ lip game. Taemin’s lips are legendary. You can feel why. As is his kinkiness. Viciously gags himself on your fingers just for fucking fun while you catch a breath and kneel a little higher. Hearing you react with coos will only give him more eagerness to have you reach today’s peak in the most spectacular way. I can’t even describe how unhinged and slutty his tongue is. Taemin is the type to give you a screaming orgasm. He won’t settle for less. All his hyungs are jealous when you brag about him being good in bed in the group chat. Taemin loves your kiss and tell. He knows where he belongs.

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F.  d o  k y u n g s o o ♡

Listen. Dating apps, the bar, the club, colleagues, the friend of a friend, uni, whatever. Plenty of fish in the sea — if you fancy being disappointed at the end of the day, after such an effort and all that time and money spent, for nothing, thanks. And we’re being generous. The real maestro of oral science is right here. Call it back to school because he’s the headmaster in charge? Yeah, pretty close. Every trick in the book, he’s studied it to delicate perfection. He has the certain something that distinguishes him from the bulk of humankind: A real sensibility. Kyungsoo is a friend, talent, and kind person (unless it comes to self- and partner-defense, we need to be exact here) you just don’t find anywhere. If there’s one guy who knows what he’s doing? You’ve come to the right place. Whatever expectation you’re having, he can meet it with flying colors. You want to be serenaded with Spanish ballads before and after? No problem ma’am, coming up next, your own private concert! Kyungsoo is like, not gonna simply forget that he’s a walking RnB playlist. It’s called oral fixation, that also should entail some really sexy singing okay. When pleasing is an art, D.O is the Leonardo Da Vinci among his kind. Michelangelo. Raphael. And the other member from the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, I forgot his name. It might have been Donatello. Anyways, the four Italian Rennaissance Art dudes alright, that’s the spirit. Despite being so good in bed, he really does keep his secrets — probably so nobody else will hit on him in the search of a good lover — he’s yours entirely. How does he do it? Probably just intuition. And observing. He actually bothers with really ‚reading’ you.

In the right situation, he told you quite a while ago that he had a long-term partner before. You’re a little jealous of whoever it was. Still, he doesn’t give out any intimate and personal details because he’s respectful of his ex, as anyone should be, and they moved away miles from you already. On the other hand, he chose you now, who he’s in love with is you, and Kyungsoo truly comes with a whopping amount of sexual experience. A „just lean like this“ kind of advice of his has more trial-and-error knowledge behind it than you think. And, which is bittersweet, his breakup also gave him ardent will to make it 200% right this time and not just 70%, to really get to know you inside out, which is double the motivation. Kyungsoo is the blueprint, the instruction video, the romantic novel, the sex ed handbook, the latest edition. Not that he eats you out like a pornstar. He doesn’t think too highly of that. Contrary to how people hype that benchmark. It’s too much going buckwild with the fingers, and it’s too short, too shallow, too showy. Kyungsoo advocates for a more loving and indulgent approach, and doing it no strings attached just because. It doesn’t inherently lead to anything else. He’s not here to get sucked off. He’s too busy making you arch. Has a tender hold around your thighs. Not a grip, that would be too strong. Kyungsoo is too deliberate and soft to be seriously brash with you. He can’t stand pushy behavior. Takes his time. Makes it all no big deal. Gets really swollen lips. There are at least three types of foreplay before he even remotely puts his mouth on you. Trails his tongue around the best spots. Listens for the desired effect. Bought some elegant toys to use on your clit. Incorporates it like the most natural thing in the world. But make no mistake: His glorious lips still leave the most intense tingle there is. He makes you wanna explode. Everything he does is well-thoughtout. Kyungsoo is a champ of the highest order. Doesn’t care if technique is boring on paper. It works wonders in practice. He’s such a keeper.

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MASTERLIST

♦︎ FINAL NOTE » if you managed to rat out your bias among the questions, due congratulations 😏  i really enjoyed creating something more experimental, tell me where you landed and how you liked the results! thinking about it, if i entered the roulette... i’d probably wind up with the angelic but handsome devil ;)

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[mintimingi]

SHINee thirst drabble

I had a whole SHINee thirst post but Tumblr didn't post it and just got rid of it. So here's the tl:Dr of that post.

Also Posting to let you know I'm taking requests for SHINee now!

Onew

A saint, he could do no wrong. Lives to love, and he loves making you happy. He'd pretty touchy, the physical touch makes him feel loved. Always has to hold you close, or at the very least hold your hand.

But... He's not all pleasure no pain.He's growing out his hair for a reason.

Hair pulling seems like something he's really into but he's also really shy about.

His delicate body would weaken feeling his hair getting harshly tugged. His mind gets too focused on the pleasure and the pain, he just smiles dumbly.

Minho

Another cutie. He's shyer than he seems , maybe more shy than Onew. He'll smile and giggle at all the praise he gets, shy away from eye contact, ya know the works.

As big and strong as he is, something tells me he likes being vulnerable. Cuffs would be his favorite, and if you're feeling extra sadistic, throw in a blindfold.

He'd love being tied up and teased.

Need I say more?

Key

Unpredictable. He can be sweet one night and bratty the next morning. The one constant with Kibum is that he's never too serious. He loves just chill, loving sex, so sue him.

He can't take himself seriously in the bedroom and he'd rather not pretend to.

He tends to be on the softer side, doesn't like fast sex mainly because he doesn't like getting all hot and sweaty. He just wants to feel good without feeling all wet and gross after.

He's a kisser, just plenty of soft pecks on the lips and the cheek, easily getting him to blush and ask for more.

he'd def wanna hold your hand while you fuck.

Taemin

Asshole. The brattiest, we know this, he's just too much. And he wants too much,even after he cums he wants to make you cum, he wants to be overstimulated, he wants to be fucked stupid.

The physical intimacy is what makes Taem go crazy. Taemin can handle anything, just please don't restrain him, he just wants to hold onto you and feel you against him.

"please, please, please, I promise I'll be good just please don't cuff me. Please let me feel you, please Miss.."

#dom!reader #sub kpop #sub!idol x reader #top reader #gender neutral reader #sub!kpop #sub! idol #sub shinee #subtaemin #sub!taemin #sub!minho #subkpop

[wonhosmistress]

Taemin Femdom! Moodboard 😗

Doing these as an inspo for my new sub!kpop series. 👀

#taemin #taemin moodboard #lee taemin #sub!idol #sub!kpop #taemin x reader #taemin edit #kpop moodboard

[haechanhues]

Corrupted

pairing : haechan x (fem)reader

genre : smut. 

warnings : established relationship (kind of). corruption kink. porn without plot. oral (f. & m. receiving). unprotected sex (please practice safe sex). choking. haechan!dom / reader!sub dynamics. reader is a brat. marking. the endearment ‘good girl’ is used. body worship (in a particular way). also this is like the first time i’ve actually tried to write smut so if it’s terrible be nice about it pls and thank you. minors do not interact. 

summary : all you can focus on is him and how much you wish he’d corrupt you like so many times before. 

word count : 4k 

@k-labels​

part two 

main masterlist 

playlist : heaven - taemin / into you - ariana grande / volcano - han /  under the influence - chris brown / venom - stray kids  

The sunset view from the car is beautiful. The chewy orange blending within the whitewashed light blue. It’s truly heaven on Earth, you imagine. An infinite picture of how glorious the world can be. Yet, your attention isn’t on the sky. Nor on the beautiful red wine dinner you had tonight. You were neither drunk nor high. What you were, was a woman in need of her man to wreck her. To have his way with her in a way she believes only he knows how. 

Said man lazes back into the leather car seat, eyes half lidded and dragging across your body with an appreciative gaze. The hand that was lazily drawing naughty pictures along the fabric of your silk dress all night now has a grip on your hair, experimentally squeezing and tugging at the roots. 

You eye him dutifully as he wraps the soft strands around his fist, his tongue peeking out to swipe against his bottom lip. Your pussy aches for him. But you wait, betraying the need in your body in order to please him. 

It’s a skill of yours, to still look so innocent whilst you’re on your knees in front of him. So compliant. So soft. Even though he knows what you taste like when your mouth is drunk on lust and your cunt is dripping with arousal. What you smell like. What you feel like. 

And it’s all thanks to him. 

You are the result of his corruption. 

He smirks a little at the thought, letting his fingers cascade down your face, tickling the skin before he grips harder at your hair, the skin around his mouth becoming taut as he uses a bit of force, ‘My good girl.’ 

God. 

Pleased with the nickname, your palms brush over his stomach, his body slightly tensing as you make to grab at the waistband of his pants, tugging at them pleadingly. With a dark look smoothed over his face, he drags them down, eyeing you with challenge as he’s left in only his boxers. 

Feeling a rush of bravery, your knee slips in between his legs and your mouth claims him. His lips are soft and your body heats at the feeling of his. Surprise overtakes his features only for a second, but lets you take charge, not bothered at all by your longing. Your head tilts as your tongue licks against his, timid and unsure. He only smiles at your hesitance but doesn’t make any effort to take the lead. 

Accepting his smile as permission, you feel a surge of confidence and deepen the kiss yourself, your tongue more confidently brushing against his own, the subtle taste of cinnamon almost bursting in your mouth. You can’t help the way you melt into him, your fingers reaching upwards to sift through his gorgeous locks of hair before your nails drag down his neck and across his shoulders, electrifying him with pleasure. He hums into your mouth, planting both of his hands on your hips with a firm grip, holding them in place. You want nothing more to sit on his lap and to feel the fabric of your panties lick across your clit, but you remain kneeling. It’s torment. Your chin drops onto the curls on his head and your lips together in a futile attempt to keep quiet. 

But he knows you so well. 

It’s almost like he designed the way you felt pleasure. How you thought about pleasure. Every sensation was designed by him. 

Feeling your need, his right hand drops from your hips and you shudder at the way his palm dawdles down your front until it meets the skin on the back of your thigh, every hair on your body raising with anticipation.  Taking his time, his fingers are a caress as they circle the expanse of your upper thigh before his palm slots in between your thighs like a puzzle, his thumb kissing your slit. 

Your breath hitches and you pull a little away from the kiss, your mouth opening at the feeling. Your thighs press together and it causes the most delicious feeling of torment to crash behind your eyes. His eyes flutter open as he gazes at you knowingly, his pupils blown wide and the tongue that runs across his bottom lip teasing. 

“You alright, baby?” He asks, his voice laced with such a dark lust, you almost moan at the sound. 

“Mm-nnng,” You whimper against his mouth as his fingers cup your sex and your hips jerk involuntarily, ‘Yes.’ 

‘Yes’ He mocks in a high pitched tone, and it’s so red the way he says it. Almost murderous. The colour of blood. The texture of velvet. 

His fingers circle your clit over your panties, teasingly sweeping and igniting the growing feeling in your core. Little mewls of lust escaping your mouth as you throw your head back, exposing your throat to the man in front of you, his eyes dancing as your wet arousal coats his fingers. His breath tickles the length of your throat as his mouth hovers over your neck, enjoying the way moans are being pulled from your chest when his fingers enter you. No matter how much he wants to wreck you with his fingers this very instant, wreck you with only his hands until you forget your own name, he wills his hand to halt its ministrations. You whine, wanting him to move, needing him to move. Always needing. Just the way he likes. 

Haechan paints your throat with his kisses, groaning at every reaction, feeling his cock become harder and harder with every experimental touch. Sweet kisses pull breathy giggles from your throat, your own hands cupping and squeezing at your tits. Open mouthed kisses have your hips seeking out their own pleasure, rolling back and forth in his hold in search of that delicious friction. More desperate than you have ever been. Pleading with him to have his way with you. Please. Just please. Kisses where his bottom lip dawdled behind the rest of his mouth to meet each new press of his lips had you a fidgeting mess, your hands grabbing at anything. His elbows. Arms. Hair. Your dress. 

Your pretty but pesky dress. 

‘Take off your dress,’ Is a whisper as much as it is a demand and he removes his hand from your core. Haechan swipes at the bottom of his mouth with the very same fingers that were dripping with your wetness, your arousal and the taste of your cherry lip balm left behind on his lips. 

Obedient and docile, your thumbs hook around the end of your dress, pulling it upwards, letting the man in front of you appreciate the way your body is slowly being exposed to him. With a lick of his lips, his thumb pulls down at your bra, your nipple perking up excitedly. His thumb circles your left breast lethargically, gazing at the way your breast dimples with the slightest press of his fingertips. It’s when he touches the nipple that your back straightens and your eyes fall shut briefly. You await the torture you know he’ll make you endure. Instead, his thumb remains gently stroking, approving of the way your nipple starts to harden under his flirtatious attention. 

Unable to help yourself, with his hand still remaining at your breast you reach forward to kiss him again, this time much sweeter and innocent than the previous. Seemingly. He abides by it, loving the way you smell. Loving how warm you are. You’re liquid honey and he’s nothing but weak to it. 

Suddenly a slight rush of pain in his lips has him looking at you confused and pleasantly surprised, coming to the conclusion that you’ve nipped at his lips playfully whilst he was lost in your kiss, wearing a smile so daring and so like the cheeky girl he knows you can be. He can’t help the slight smile that graces his lips when you attempt to soothe the small bite you’ve subjected him to, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips in apology, one that leaves his mouth tingling. You could kiss him for hours - how soft his lips were, how perfect, how him. 

Those were the lips that have you brought you to heaven so many times after all. It’s only fair to pay tribute. 

He exhales as you fall to your knees in front of him again, his erected cock as hard as it can possibly get, pleading to be removed by the constraints of his boxers. 

And you pride yourself on being a good listener. 

Your palm reaches in and pulls his long cock out, your mouth watering at the sight. He’s so pretty. Much prettier than you’d think a cock could be. So effortless pretty. 

With a mouth with a mind of it’s own, you lean forward, licking a large stripe from the underside of the shaft, licking upwards to meet the tip. Haechan hisses at the sensation of how warm your mouth is, his knuckles white. You smile, wrapping the tip of his cock with your mouth, tasting the slight taste of his pre-cum with a little moan. Though you make no effort to suck him off. Only mouthing around the tip of his cock. 

Impatiently, he grips the back of your head, seeing your willingness to thoroughly enjoy his sounds of equal frustration and pleasure. Needing to punish you, he hisses, ‘You enjoy teasing me, huh? Think it’s fun?’ 

Without waiting for your response, his hips lift and his hand pushes down on the back of your head, groaning at the true feeling of your mouth and throat. Your mouth opens wider to allow for his cock to have access. A surge of pride rushes through him. You take him so good. So well. 

Pleasure overtakes his senses as he grips harder at your hair, daring to go deeper each time he pulls back. Sadistically loving the way you gag around his cock and the crescent moons your nails leave behind on his legs. The ends of your hair has fanned outwards and they tickle against his skin. He smiles as he slides out of your mouth to briefly check on your state of being, loving the way your chest is heaving with every large breath of air you inhale and exhale. 

There’s his good girl. 

‘So good to me, baby, aren’t you?’ He licks his lip again, your fucked out expression only managing a sweet, obedient nod. 

Taking that as permission he continues to fuck your face, thrusting back and forth with more vigour, groaning at everything. The warm and wet feeling of your mouth. Your tongue rubbing along the tip. Your desperation to see his pleasure. To reach that feeling where he has no control at all and you have it instead. 

Knowingly, his waist drops as his posture straightens, his cock falling out of your mouth. It’s messy and your thighs squeeze together at the thought that your mouth had been there. Your mouth was on that pretty cock. That cock was down your throat. And you loved every second of it. He did too. You look at him as if he had disappointed you, yet he only looks at you expectantly. Waiting. 

Your turn. 

With a fixation on the tip of his cock, you kitten lick it once again. His tongue pokes the inside of his cheek at the teasing you can’t help but commit. But his annoyance disappears as your hand reaches up to wrap his cock in a fist, gliding back and forth along the slick shaft. Your mouth opens and your tongue extends, his cock almost bouncing in the cave of your mouth and against your tongue. He groans at the feeling and you look at him. 

So innocent and yet he can see what corruption has done to you. He exhales a small laugh, his fingertip brushing at your cheek. You can’t help but smile back at him, getting slightly bashful as he takes the time to admire you. His smile only widens at you, looking at you in a way that you can’t help but pause your naughty ministrations to slump forward to rest your forehead on his hips. He cocks his head. You’re shy again. 

Not letting your bashfulness get completely in the way, your hand returns to its back and forth and you line kisses on his shaft as an apology. But he’s not mad. Not really. You’re starting to get desperate again. Your mouth laying claim over his cock, gagging as you take him deeper and deeper. He moans with such a feral ferocity that you can’t help the whine that escapes you, lighting him with sensual fire. 

He needs you. Now. 

‘Lie down,’ He orders, motioning towards the leather seats. Swallowing, you follow his orders, your legs slightly spread apart. With a smack of his lips, he peels your underwear down your legs, the air cooling against your exposed slit. 

His ring clad fingers pry your thighs further apart, letting his body fit between them unabashedly. He smirks at the sleek arousal almost dripping out of your pussy, taking great delight in the way you eye his fingers and mouth. Long ring clad fingers. Soft, wet and pretty mouth. 

Smugly, his arms hook under your thighs and pry them apart even further, allowing easy access to complete ruin. Your greed for it evident in your eyes. Drinking him in. 

The first kiss to the inside of your thigh has you whimpering and he lets his kisses float against the skin. 

‘Move....please, move.’ You plead. 

He gloats against your skin, licking against the outer lips of your pussy. It tickles but all you can let out are whimpers. Unable to tame the beast inside of him anymore, he licks at the swollen clit. Loving the way you writhe for him. 

Your mouth gapes open at the sensations that overtake you. Pure pleasure running through your veins and taking your body as a hostage. You can hear the sounds Haechan makes when his mouth comes into contact with your pussy. Messy popping sounds that drive you to unspeakable lengths and back with each swirl of his tongue. He sucks at your clit like the lollipops he consumes was made for this one purpose. 

You moan loudly as he licks one torturously slow long stripe along your sex before blowing on it. A shot of cold air has you electrocuted and your mindful grip on the seats has turned almost violent on his head. Your hips grind onto his mouth enjoying the feeling of his tongue. Untamed. He slaps your ass swiftly and you gasp as flecks of delicious pain jolt your body into attention. 

His mouth pulls away from you in challenge, his eyebrows dancing as you glower at his retreating figure, ‘I’m just getting a condom, baby.’ 

Your glower deepens and you reach for him again, pulling at his collar. A dangerous and risky move. Sometimes it gets you punished. But you’re incessant. Begging for him to continue. Pleading for him raw. Always wanting him. 

He smirks as he theatrically places his middle finger on the hood of your clit, enjoying the way you squirm ‘You’re always needy, aren’t you?’ 

He’s teasing and he doesn’t expect you to respond. Not when his mouth returns to suck at your clit and his fingers dip into pussy. You’re relentless and you’re moaning so loudly at the pleasure he can’t help the way his need to have you come on his mouth transforms to a primal sort of want. He curls his fingers with trained precision thrusting in and out whilst his mouth is kissing and sucking at any angle that has you screaming louder. 

Trapped in a gaze like molten lava, coming is the easiest thing you’ve ever done. Like a knot becoming undone, your legs and arms loosen and your head falls towards the flat surface of the car seat. Yet you’re not finished. You know you’re not. You may of had his fingers. You may have come on his tongue. But you wanted to be wrecked by his cock. You wanted him to completely have his way with you. To fill you up. Your desperation is silent this time as you remain in your position, waiting for him. 

Haechan places a soft purposeful kiss on the inside of your thigh, a contrast to the dark chuckle with a sardonic texture that tickles the skin. He’s slow and his eyes are burning into you with a heated challenging glint, ‘Have you been taking your birth control?’ 

You bit your lip as you nodded. 

‘Good girl,’ He purrs, letting the words affect you like his hand would. His mouth shining with your arousal painted on his mouth. With a last parting kiss to your thigh, he straightens, letting his clothes slacken. 

Soaking up the way you’re watching him, he brings both his hands through his hair before removing his leather jacket and t-shirt. You marvel at the subtle lines of muscle along his abdomen and stomach. Snickering at the pleading eyes of yours, he shuffles closer, letting you grip his hips and grounding him against your pussy, moaning at the sensation. 

‘Impatient,’ He murmurs, dragging his boxers completely down his legs before tossing them to the side. He glowers at the way you blink at him innocently and he knows he’s going to have to set some rules. Splaying out the total length of his hands on your stomach before beginning its ascent to the place he wants it, collaring your neck. 

‘I think I’ve been lenient with you tonight, yes?’ He cocks his head, his tongue briefly licking at his bottom lip and your eyes zero in on the action, incredibly horny. Glaring down at your lack of focus, his pelvis thrusts into the gap between your legs and his hands slightly squeezing at your neck, noting the way your eyes roll back in pleasure, ‘Answer me.’ 

‘Yes,’ You nod, the obedient little lamb once again. 

He’s so hot. So incredibly mouth watering in front of you like this. Dominating and devilish. 

‘So you’re going to be a good girl for me?’ Haechan demands and you nod. You just want him. Need him. Forever needing him. Only him. If he wanted a good girl, he’d get a good girl. 

'Yes,’ You whine, your voice increasing in both volume and pitch. 

Haechan’s eyebrows lower in warning before grabbing his cock in his hand and gliding it across your slit once, his tip grazing your clit. You mewl as you grip your thighs in a tighter hold, the pain barely registering as he lines his cock up to your entrance before slowly easing into you. The groan that escapes both your moans has your smile widening. You feel so full and complete. You watch him, wanting to see the way he looks at you. However, his focus is stolen by the way his cock disappears into your cunt before bottoming out. Both your stomachs pressed up against each other has you feral. He’s so beautiful. 

‘Fuck,’ He moans at the way your pussy clenches around him. His eyes close for a sweet second before he’s moving, thrusting in and out of you at a slow pace. Your chin tilts upwards as you let out a sound of satisfaction. 

‘Faster,’ You beg, grabbing onto his shoulders in preparation, clawing at the skin. 

He pecks at your neck with a feather like kiss, before he positions himself to thrust just the way you want him. He enters you hard and fast and you can’t help your strangled scream, ‘Fuck.’ 

Haechan groans as he continues to steal your identity in exchange for the pleasure that has your body in a chokehold. Your legs hook around his waist, bringing him closer and your mouth finds his neck, biting and licking with every devilishly wolfish drag of his cock into your tight cunt. A playground for all your sex bites and kisses. Marking him.

‘You and your fucking marking,’ He sneers into the crook of your neck. He’s not one for visible marks, but you are. You like the way the colour of his skin changes because of you. How they stake claim. With a reprimanding growl, he lays his palm on your stomach, needing to absolutely wreck you of words. His cock thrums as your cunt swallows every hard thrust. All you can do is moan, finding it physically impossible to mark him. All you do is moan and mewl, whimper and scream. So many songs of pleasure and he’s the one making you sing them. 

Your eyes are glazed over like honey and your lips swollen, he muses down at you with a sweet look in his eye, ‘Words....can you remember them, baby?’ 

Eyebrows furrowed, open mouth, swollen lips and a tightening grip on his waist. No answer. His musing smile drops off his face as he stares cruelly at you. As if you’re his prey. His hips drive into yours faster and harder, driven by your sounds and the tightening of your pussy. You’re close, ‘You don’t need them when you come anyway.’ 

He’s right. Because he’s brought you down this road many times before. Your body is shaking with your orgasm, wet and pulsing with heat. Legs and feet tensing, grabbing at the car seat under you with a tight squeeze. Your pussy clenching around his cock tightly and it takes all of his power not to become undone by the effect your orgasm has on his cock and how much he wants to come. 

But he stands no chance, because you’re looking at him with your innocent eyes of worship, like a fox, as if the both of you aren’t currently fucking in his car. His orgasm rips through him like a new skin, and you’re smiling at the way you feel his cum coat the walls of pussy. He feasts upon it. 

Only when he feels himself soften and his breathing return to normal does he wipe at your leaking sex with his t-shirt and check for any marks that he might’ve left behind, ‘Did I hurt you?’ 

‘You could never hurt me,’ Your words and tone are soft. You’re glowing, he notices. So beautiful. 

His smug smile is teasing, not taking you seriously, opting to ignore your beauty by pretending like it’s normal to be this enraptured by someone. His initial reply is halted by the way you look at him with only gentle eyes. Like you always do. It used to anger him, somewhat. He wasn’t the best guy in the world, not really, everyone knew it and yet, you never treated him like he was anything less. He closes his eyes and his smile tilts towards fake, ‘I could.’ 

You lean into kiss him, just a chaste kiss, one that isn’t heated nor desperate. One that’s sweet like you and difficult for him. But you know he’d do it. However, he’s distracted by your eyes. With a trained kind of gentleness, his finger skims along your eyelashes, admiring the new length, a small smile on his face ‘These are new.’ 

You smile, your words singing in your head like a mantra. Haechan can think the worst of himself. See himself as the big bad wolf that brought the innocent girl down to rot. See himself as the bad guy before the good guy swoops you off your feet. See himself as the embodiment of corruption. 

It’s true, he corrupted you. He did. He’s the man that’s fucked you in your kitchen. Fucked you on his desk.  Even now, he’s the guy who’s just finished fucking you in his car. He’s fucked you so much that he’s ruined any other guy for you. You can’t even entertain the idea of somebody else.

But you’ve also corrupted him. He doesn’t realise how gentle he is with you. How sweet and how caring. How he protects you. How he’s always willing to try or to readily sacrifice a part of his world for you. How he has made your pink love red and beating. 

Those innocent eyes of yours. So obedient. So compliant. How ready they were to show him how to love and be loved. 

author’s note : is it normal to want to bury myself in a hole. asking for a friend. this was originally supposed to be for valentine’s day or my birthday or haechan’s birthday! but you get it now instead! yay! 

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[jongbross]

get you alone (sub!byun baekhyun x f!reader)

pairing: sub!byun baekhyun x f!reader word count: 3.5k genre: smuuut warnings: description of sexual activities, oral sex (female receiving), semi public sex, cum eating, handjob, teasing, swearing, sub!baekhyun, dom!reader, brat!baekhyun, baekhyun is a good boy, mentions of alcohol, mentions of superm (i miss my boys) a/n: i didn't beta read this, i hate this ending, i'm sad because i don't have a baekhyun for myself, but i'm also happy because i've been trying to write this idea for a long time now! this is an extra for kinktober, so i hope you all like it <3

the party was truly enjoyable. you had a smile on your face, a sincere one, while listening to the group chatting around you. jongin laughed hard at something mark said, hitting the youngest’s arm repeatedly. baekhyun caught on to the joke, not letting it die and making everyone laugh even more.

“it’s just like that! for real!”, taeyong said between laughs. 

you smiled to yourself at the sight of the six of them. superm was obviously a way sm found to put all of them to work even more than they already did, but the way they clicked was undeniable. the way baekhyun, taemin and jongin looked at the youngest ones made your heart warm, as you knew they saw themselves in those young eyes.

baekhyun took a moment to look at his members, like he was sharing the same thoughts as you. he grinned to himself, quickly looking down when he felt his cheeks burning. you remembered how excited - but also worried - he was when he became their leader, not sure if his experience in the field and being the oldest was enough to lead them. to say he wanted only the best for his personal friends and for the new kids was an underestimation, and anxiety ate him alive at that time.

every doubt he had faded away as time went by, as they recorded their album, their music videos, and even their own reality show. all the five of them, even taemin who despite being younger had more time in the industry, looked up at baekhyun and trusted him fully to take them on that journey. and for that, baekhyun was grateful.

“baby?”, you called him, catching his attention immediately and also receiving a few looks from his members. “can you get me another beer?”

you stretched your arm towards the cold metal bucket sitting on the tiny table in front of you. bottles were spread around it, all empty, but somehow the bucket was still full - probably someone from the bar reloaded it when you went to the bathroom.

“hm… don’t you think you drank too much already, bambi?”

“of course not, i only had three of them.”

“that’s more than enough to get you tipsy”, baekhyun smirked, pinching your cheek before turning his attention to his friends.

“that’s more than enough to get you in brat mode at me too, apparently”, you fired back, making ten choke on his drink.

if baekhyun thought he could pull that off just because he was with his friends, he was deadly wrong. silently, baekhyun licked his lips, reaching for a bottle of beer and giving it to you. jongin suddenly started laughing, finger pointed at his oldest friend.

“his ears are getting red!”, he said. “hyung, are you embarrassed?”

“why should i?”, your boyfriend shrugged like it was no big deal. “i’m just a gentleman. learn how to treat your girl right, guys: do what they ask you, they know better.”

“or else you’re called a brat”, taemin completed, laughing too.

baekhyun’s attempt to brush it off didn’t work, and you could see on his face that he was trying to come up with a joke to get himself out of it.

“you should see who’s the brat when we’re alone…”, he said with a smirk on his face, and you just couldn’t believe it.

really? he would try to sound like he had any type of upper hand on you now? five pairs of eyes fell on you, closely watching as you looked at baekhyun in disbelief.

“are you sure you wanna play this way?”, you asked him.

baekhyun slowly looked at you, lips pressed into a line. you shot up an eyebrow, smirking at him like a challenge. he blinked a few times, mouthing a “i’m sorry” before turning to his friends again. 

the disbelief was now on jongin’s face, who stared at you with wide eyes. mark, just like a mirror, did the same a few seconds afterwards (when he understood what had just happened).

“i can’t believe it… you made him shut up!”, jongin exclaimed, the guys around him trying their best not to laugh. “i’ve been trying to do that for years now!”

“you better quit, jongin ah. you are not her”, baekhyun said, also reaching for another beer.

“what’s the secret?”, taemin asked, much to baekhyun’s annoyance.

“oh…”, you smiled. “he just knows that only good boys end up in my bed.”

again, baekhyun licked his lips. the laughing and screaming from his members weren’t enough to make him not look at you, desperately trying not to smile. 

you winked at him, before looking at the boys and seeing both taeyong and mark blushing. 

because, truth was: baekhyun was all loud and energetic around people, making everyone laugh and being the life of the party anywhere he stepped his foot in. he could easily give off dom vibes - or maybe not even dom, just the one who had the final word on your relationship. but you knew better than that.

oh, you knew so much better than that.

baekhyun’s laugh echoed through the pleace, getting mixed to the other ones.

“she’s funny just like me”, he said, trying his best to not ruin his reputation as the loud, funny guy, the one that always had a witty reply on the tip of his tongue and didn’t know how to shut up; his reputation as their leader.

but both of you knew, deep down, that it was a lost cause now.

“yeah, yeah… right”, jongin rolled his eyes at his hyung.

conversation naturally started again, thanks to ten who could almost literally sense how tense baekhyun was beside him. the group went back to talk and joke and tell stories about their lives.

baekhyun did his best to keep his normal self, teasing his members and being loud, but although his lips carried the conversation, his mind was far away from that party. he could feel your hand on his thigh as you scrolled through your phone, which reminded him of your presence and the control you undeniably had over him; he could feel your soft breathes on his neck, head loosely rested on his shoulder.

not so long after, baekhyun gasped when he felt your nails caressing the inside of his thigh - such a mindless, innocent act, but that made him catch your attention by putting his hand on top of yours, eyes fixed on your lips.

“you wanna go home?”, he asked you.

you turned your attention to him, locking your phone with a click. resting your chin on baekhyun's shoulder, you pouted a little.

"actually i do, but i don't wanna make you leave", you confessed. "you should be with your members right now."

"what if i wanted to be with you instead?", he whispered. "only you."

at that, you smiled. you left your phone resting on top of your thighs so you could reach for baekhyun's cheek, caressing his soft skin and feeling your heart warm at how he leaned into your touch.

"but you don't wanna leave, do you?", you whispered back. baekhyun hesitantly shaked his head, humming a tiny 'no'. "how about i take you somewhere so i can give you some attention, and then you come back to hang out with the guys a little bit more before we head home?"

baekhyun immediately nodded, like an obedient puppy. you smiled again, pinching his cheek while telling him to come up with an excuse to his members. you got up and walked away, making sure baekhyun was paying attention to where you were going.

"guys, i…", he turned to his members. "um… i gotta go help (y/n) really quick with something. i'm gonna be right back."

he knew it wasn't the smartest excuse, he knew at least half of them would know what he meant - but the thing was, he didn't really care if they understood what he was about to do.

"yeah, sure, hyung", taeyong said like a good younger brother. "we'll be here waiting for you."

baekhyun got up as well, bowing to them as a way to say thank you. but as he turned around to leave, he heard taemin saying "just remember to use protection, hyung" and suddenly his ears were burning again.

(...)

knocking twice on the door, baekhyun heard your voice telling him to come in - so he did.

the office room was well lit with a long desk in the center of it and big, darkened windows all around it. it wasn't your first time sneaking around sm's building with baekhyun to find some time alone, so both of you knew that bit very well already. 

so baekhyun knew that, when big events were happening like that night, nobody used to go to that corridor; still, he took his time to lock the door and pull down the curtains that were hanging on top of it.

he turned around to you then, smiling as he looked at you. "look, they changed that vase", he commented, pointing at something behind you. 

"i noticed. the other one was prettier", you said, eyes never leaving him.

baekhyun got closer to you, hands already reaching for your waist, embracing your body once it was at his reach.

"but you didn’t call me here just to talk about vases, did you?"

you smiled. "what if i did?"

you wrapped your arms around baekhyun's neck, fingers caressing the back of it. he closed his eyes, humming in delight - just like a puppy.

"i'll gladly do anything you want."

"i know you will."

all of a sudden, resting your hands on his shoulders now, you pushed him back.

"take off your pants."

baekhyun raised his eyebrows. of course, it wouldn't be the first time you would have your way with baekhyun somewhere in public (even though you were alone), but still - it was always a surprise for him.

it's not like he didn't like it either. baekhyun came to like the idea of taking a little bit more of risk, having a little bit less of shame. it started one time, when he was really needy and didn't stop touching you, so you took him to the bathroom of the restaurant where you were having dinner with friends, having him on his knees so he could eat you out. he did everything you said, and as a reward, he came twice that night.

what you said to his members was real. baekhyun knew how to be a good boy - because he knew what the rewards were.

"here? again?"

"you wanted to be with me, right? only me?"

baekhyun nodded, fingers already resting on his belt.

"and you don't wanna go home?"

he denied, undoing both his belt and his zippers.

"so take it off. you can have both of it, baby."

baekhyun hated the shiver that ran down his spine at your words.

like the obedient boyfriend he was, he did what you said. he pushed his pants down to the middle of his thighs, hesitating just for a tiny second before doing the same with his boxers.

his dick wasn't fully hard yet, but it still was an amazing view, the way you could turn him on just by light touches and the right words.

you called him over, and with two small steps baekhyun was back in front of you, eyes desperately trying to read your expression, trying to see what your next move was. he gasped and jumped in surprise when you wrapped your hand around his member.

"shit…", he groaned when you started to pump him off.

"you like that, don't you?"

baekhyun nodded, resting his hands on the desk behind you, caging you between his arms.

"i don't know if you deserve to feel good, though."

at that, baekhyun looked at you, eyes shining like he was ready to beg you for something.

"i've been a good boy", he said with pouty lips. "i did what you asked me to".

"but i didn't like how you acted in front of your members. why did you have to be so bratty?"

baekhyun moaned, feeling you squeeze his dick. "i'm sorry, bambi".

"are you?", you tilted your head. "or did you do all that just to get me alone somewhere? because you knew i was gonna punish you?"

again, he moaned - and it was the perfect answer for your question. 

you started to pump him faster, delighted with the way he was leaking already, growing harder and harder inside your hand. baekhyun tried to thrust his hips to match your pace, but was quickly stopped by you circling his waist with your other arm, holding him still.

"don't."

he groaned. "babe, i-"

"i shouldn't even let you cum tonight, you know? i should send you back to your team with a hard cock and frustrated eyes", you chuckled to yourself. "what would they say, um?"

"please don't do that, bambi", he pleaded, hands resting on your hips now. "i was a good boy last night, wasn't i?"

you laughed, letting your thumb work on his tip now. "last night isn't tonight, baek."

he shut his eyes, biting his bottom lip when your thumb started to tease his slit.

"t-then let me make it up for you", he gasped. "please…"

"and how would you do that?"

baekhyun opened his eyes, moaning just at the sight of you smirking at him.

"i can make you cum too, you know i can", he said. "just use my tongue, it's yours anyway. let me taste you."

you licked your lips, looking at his own. the way you leaned in, it was supposed to be only a small peck, but baekhyun held your face in between his hands, trapping you and deepening the kiss as he put his tongue into your mouth.

for a second, you felt lightheaded. baekhyun was such a good kisser, he had such a way with his lips - in every way possible. he squeezed your hips, pulling you close to him and making you feel his member against your stomach.

"please", baekhyun whispered against your lips. "don't do me like that."

"on your knees", was the only thing you replied, letting go of his dick.

baekhyun didn’t even think about it, he just immediately got on his knees, fingers eager to curl your dress up and pull your underwear down. you stepped out of it, smiling to yourself when he just put it in his pocket to keep it - god only knows how many of your panties baekhyun had as part of his private collection now.

wasting no time, he pulled one of your legs to rest on his shoulder as he drank from you, tongue savoring your taste with a long lick. one of his hands curled around your thigh, while the other one quickly found his dick, pumping himself way faster than you were doing.

again, baekhyun was amazing with his lips. he knew how to use them, where to kiss, where to lick. plus, his cute but not so little button nose was just perfect to tease your clit as he devoured you, tongues exploring all of his favorite places and circling your entrance over and over again.

it was almost second nature to you already the way you grabbed him by his hair, holding him still and you grinded on his face. any other guy wouldn’t moan as loud as baekhyun did, nor dig their nails deeper on your skin, probably because no other guy could love being used by you like baekhyun did.

“you’re so good with your mouth, fuck…”, you moaned, looking down at baekhyun. it was a sight to see, the way he looked up at you while sucking on you, just to watch your reaction. the pleasure was great enough for you to almost, almost not notice the way he was pumping his cock.

with a little bit of roughness, you pulled his head back and away from your core. baekhyun’s chin was covered in your fluids, some even getting down his neck - he should probably think in a good excuse to tell his members.

“stop it”, you told him, but he only groaned. “i didn’t tell you to touch yourself. stop it.”

with a whine, baekhyun did as he was told, letting go of his hard member, now pressed against his clothed stomach, red and leaking.

“bambi…”, he whined.

“make me cum and then we’ll see what we do about you, babe.”

baekhyun nodded, not a single sign of his bratty attitude on sight. funny, right?

as you leaned back a little, using the desk behind you as leverage, baekhyun leaned forward again, attaching his lips to you and now using both his hands to hold your hips. 

“grind on my face, please”, he pleaded in a whisper.

and a truth maybe no other person knew besides baekhyun was that you were a sucker for him just as much as he was for you. there was something about whiny baekhyun, asking you - sometimes begging - to do something with him that always got under your skin, always made you feel wanted, desired, loved.

so you clenched around nothing, moving your hips just the way you knew baekhyun liked too. the friction created by the circling movements of his tongue on your core plus the way you humped on his face was more than enough to make both of you moan out loud.

you could only wish that, even though you knew there was no one outside that door, no soul in that building would be able to hear you two.

“oh my gosh, baek!”, you sighed when he teased your entrance, just the tip of his tongue working on it. “s-shit, i- yes, just like that!”

instead of entering you, baekhyun started to suck on you. it felt like he was trying to drown in your waters, absolutely not caring about what the consequences were.

“babe… b-babe, i’m gonna cum”, you moaned, not missing the way he pressed his face harder against you, nails scratching your hips. “you’re so good, baek… f-fuck, i’m gonna cum all over you.”

just your words was enough to get baekhyun panting, licking and sucking your clit over and over in anticipation, until he finally felt your reward on his tongue. your grip on his head loosened, but you couldn’t say the same about his grip on your body. to be honest, baekhyun held you even closer, trying to drink down every drop of what you had to offer him, of what you had to give.

“stop…”, you had to tell him, so he could let go of you; otherwise, baekhyun would stay there, eating you out again and again until you couldn’t cum anymore, just like he did once.

exhausted but satisfied, baekhyun rested his head against your thigh, eyes closed and face covered in you. he heard you chuckling, before he felt the way you softly caressed his hair, pushing his dark, damped locks away from his face.

“you did good”, you praised him.

“thank you”, and he placed a kiss on your thigh. “thank you so much.”

you whispered for him to get up. you didn’t want to see how long you two have spent away, not what his members would be thinking by now - i mean, they’re not stupid, but you know… the less they actually know, the better.

baekhyun got back on his feet with your help, groaning from how sore his knees were. it was only when he started to put up his pants that you saw, the wet, sticky stain on his stomach…

“baek… did you cum?”

it was straight out of a cartoon the way his ears got red, with his fingers slowly zipping up his pants, eyes staring at his feet.

“maybe…?”

the way you laughed was enough to make him look up at you, glaring at you through his eyelashes. “and now you’re gonna get back to your team with that?”

you pointed at his blouse. “what will they say?”

“ugh, i don’t care about that”, he groaned, hugging you by your waist. “if they could taste you, i bet they would cum untouched too.”

“but they can’t.”

“that’s right, they can’t”, he bit his lower lip. “because i’m the only one who can play with you, right?”

“yeah, well… more like i’m the only one who can play with you, mister.”

the way baekhyun laughed - that little, loud laugh, that resembled a young boy’s laugh - made you fall in love with him all over again.

“i don’t mind being played with if it’s by you”, he confessed, hiding his face on the crook of your neck. “in fact, i think i’m not done for the night… you should play with me some more when we get home.

and it was your time to laugh.

“you’re such a goner”, you commented.

“for this pussy? always.”

baekhyun didn’t even try to react when you smacked his arm for what he said - both of you knew it was the truth.

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[anabsolutemyth]

Training Lee Taemin

Session Two: Masochism

Characters/Pairings: Taemin, Reader / Taemin x Reader

Content: Impact play, nipple play, pegs & clamps, a lot of fucking drooling. Due to later (planned) chapters, Reader uses she/her pronouns and has breasts and a vagina. 18+ only.

Word Count: 1182

“Tongue out,” you ordered. He obeyed, eager to please, as you produced one of the pegs you had held behind your back and held it up for him to see. His eyes widened, his lips curled up in a smile as much as his open mouth would let them, and he puffed his chest out with his hands behind his back, desperate to be used.

The sound of leather cracking against his skin turned you on. The gasp immediately following every strike made you more wet. The number shakily called out by him a second after each hit set you off. You never expected that using a belt on Taemin would be such an exquisite experience. Having him bent over the horse only added to the glorious spectacle.

You had started on the backs of his thighs, stopping before they started to mark, and moved onto his peachy little ass where you still were. He had done well to keep counting up until now. You were sure he was going to be a sobbing wreck after ten, but he was still holding it together at fifteen. After fifteen you stopped to give his poor abused skin a break and you swore you heard him huff when you put the belt down, such a bratty little sub he was.

After picking up a handful of clothes pegs, out of view, you commanded him down onto his knees.

“Tongue out,” you ordered. He obeyed, eager to please, as you produced one of the pegs you had held behind your back and held it up for him to see. His eyes widened, his lips curled up in a smile as much as his open mouth would let them, and he puffed his chest out with his hands behind his back, desperate to be used.

“We’ll start with these and if you do well, I might let you try better ones, ok?”

He nodded enthusiastically, keeping his tongue out just as you had asked.

You took the first peg, opened it up, and snapped it onto the tip of his tongue. His eyes fluttered shut briefly as the new sensation shot through his nerves.

Taking another peg, you squatted down to be level with him and clamped it onto one of his nipples, smirking when you noticed a trail glistening on his chest. Keeping his tongue out like a needy puppy was making him drool and the spit was dripping down onto his pecs, it was fucking glorious. You got distracted by it, running a finger over his wet skin, collecting his mess as you went. You teased his free nipple, rolling it between your fingers, pulling and tweaking it, hard and wet with his own spit, then quickly snapped the last peg onto it.

You stood back up and looked down at the man kneeling before you. He was looking up at you, eyes glazed over with want, tongue and lips glistening and red, drool dripping down onto his chest and stomach. With his hands clasped behind his back, his cock was proudly displayed: hard, flushed, skin pulled tight over his length, every vein clear as day. He looked gloriously depraved and you never wanted to forget it.

Stepping out of your dominant role for a second, you asked him, “Taemin, I’d love to take a picture of you right now. Is that ok?”

He nodded, proud of the effect he had. You went and grabbed your phone, snapped a picture with him gazing up at you with perfect posture, and sat it back down again on your desk. Interruption over, you were ready to turn up the heat a little.

You gently removed the pegs one by one, dropped them to the floor, and grabbed the next ones to be used on him. It was a set of 3 metal clamps connected to each other by relatively short chains. The first, you attached firmly to the tip of his tongue, the next two to his reddened nipples before telling him to straighten up and keep his head back, causing the chains to tighten and pull on his sensitive skin. Next you picked up half a dozen wire pegs and placed them in a criss-cross pattern over his toned abdomen.

With his tongue and nipples clamped and cold steel pegs pinching the skin over his stomach, you finally decided to give his neglected dick some attention.

You got down to his level, locked gazes, and very lightly stroked his shaft, lubing up his cock with the copious amounts of pre-cum that had been leaking from his aching cock. He started groaning, finally being given more than just bittersweet pain. He was so messy though, the rumble in his throat making more spit spill from his mouth. You could feel drops of it on your fingers when he bent forward to stop the neverending ache in his chest from the nipple clamps.

You looked up at him and as you went to scold him, he lifted his head back up, chains tightening again. You noticed the tears in his eyes and the slight grimace on his face.

“Do you want me to stop Taemin?”

He shook his head, wincing when the movement yanked the chains side to side.

“You can blink, once for yes, twice for no,” you said to him, wanting to cut him a little slack, “ do you want to cum?”

He blinked, once, a tear running down his cheek. It was sick, but it made you smile.

 You grabbed a few pegs, the nice wooden ones you used originally, and weighed up your options. You started stroking him again and pinched the first peg onto the underside of his cock, right at the base. Taemin couldn't stop a pained whimper from coming out of his mouth, he was nearing his limit for this kind of torture.

Still slowly working his oversensitive cock with one hand, you took the next peg to his taint. Every movement of your hand pulled and pushed his silky skin, the pegs nipping and tugging in time with you. The whimpering was relentless now, whines and moans adding to the cacophony of the snivelling man in front of you. He was losing control now, struggling to keep his posture, trying to close his mouth but being brutally reminded that he'd have to overcome the clamps if he wanted to.

It was about time you let him finish.

With your free hand you gathered up some of the drool coating his chest and wrapped your fingers around the head of his dick. You rolled your fingers around and over his head, your other hand working faster up and down his shaft. Taemin was getting breathless, almost panting, throwing his head back without caring about the tug on his throbbing nipples.

He came with an ungodly groan when you flicked off the peg at the base of his cock, his cum spilling in waves over his lower stomach and down the length of his cock. You stopped milking him after a few seconds, not wanting to push too far.

After a brief pause to let him catch his breath you started removing the pegs and clamps all over his body, leaving the one on his tongue till last. When you finally got round to taking it off, he all but crumpled to the floor, exhausted.

You quickly put the pegs away and came back to make sure Taemin was ok. Aftercare would be especially important tonight.

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[iridescentxstars]

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[nirvanawrites111]

Escape With You Part 2 (Sub!Taemin x Reader)

Taemin x Reader

Pairing: Minho x Black Reader, Taemin x Black Reader

Word Count: 1681

Warnings: Smut, Unprotected sex, degrading Taemin (slut, whore), tying him up, piv, dom!reader.. not really proofread.. sorry.

Part 1 Here

"Make me whimper, then," Taemin throws your words back at you.

His eyes glimmer in a way that is seductive, but still needy. Your heels click against the concrete as you close in the space between the two of you.

Suddenly your ears perk up when the balcony door opens, and footsteps approach the two of you.

Your heart leaps, and you catch your breath because the last thing you need is your desire for Taemin to interfere with your financial arrangement with Minho.

Minho appears looking unbothered and gorgeous, all wrapped in one.

On the other hand, you are a nervous wreck on the inside, but you have successfully separated yourself from the essence of Taemin.

Minho's smile gives you a moment to ground yourself. You mirror his action, and make eye contact with him in anticipation of his response.

Has Minho picked up any vibes? Is he going to end your little arrangement right here?

The silence among the three of you is beyond loud. You want to see the reaction of Taemin, but you know it would mean that something is lingering among the two of you.

Minho has no room to judge since he has his secrets that you have never questioned him about. So, you know you aren't entirely wrong for your instant attraction to Taemin.

You also can't remember the last time you wanted to indulge with someone so quickly. It takes a lot for someone to grasp your attention. Sure, you're used to submissives approaching you.

But, Lee Taemin is the first to make you step out of your comfort zone and make the first move.

It's just something about his energy that has you willing to risk it all. But, you have to think with a clear head. You've always been about getting straight to the bag.

You enjoy your arrangement with Minho; the last thing you want to do is bite the hand that feeds you. Even though you can only think about leaving bite marks all over Taemin's pretty thighs.

"Y/n?" Minho's voice is cool, calm, and collected. He's the first to speak up, and he allows the long silence to end finally. His voice brings your thoughts to a more PG place instead of all the X-rated things you want to do to Taemin.

You open your mouth, ready to confess what you did on the balcony because you feel the guilt eating up. It is creeping up your throat, and you hope maybe Minho could somehow understand.

"We're going to back to Key's for a drink. You coming?" Minho extends his hand to you, and you grab it.

"Of course, babe," You reply, and flip your braids over your shoulder.

Minho suddenly hugs you and wraps his strong arms around your body. He presses his lips against your ear and holds your waist.

You can't deny how fine this man is and how good he smells.

His touch could make anyone fold, but for you, it does nothing. But, you are not interested. Which makes this arrangement so easy, because you are just a cover-up for his real relationship.

"You okay?"

"Mhm. I'm good," you quickly reply your voice almost high-pitched.

That was only half the truth, because you can feel the seat of your panties are already soaked with desire from your previous interaction with Taemin.

The two of you left off balcony and Minho didn't even address Taemin.

***

When you arrive at the after party you expect it to be just his members. But, there are faces you aren't familiar with.

Of course Minho became the center of attention, and everyone is gathered around him. You allow him to do his thing and entertain his friends and colleagues. It seems like you've done your job because no one has asked or questioned your connection to him.

Your eyes are glued to your phone as you scroll through social media until you feel the smooth case slide out of your hands.

"Hey!" you yell, looking up at Taemin dangling your phone. He runs off with your phone, and you follow him while pushing through people.

You see what you presume is the bedroom door close, and you open it. You see him standing in the middle of the room in front of the bed.

You close the door behind you and lock it without even turning around. You stare at him momentarily and take in all his beautiful features. His kissable lips, chiseled jawline, and high cheekbones. Not to mention his perfect body.

"Are you out of your mind?" You ask, trying to snap out of your trace that Taemin has you in.

You step closer to him and reach to grab your phone, but he holds it behind him. You push him against the bed.

"I'm just trying to see what you were talking about on the balcony."

You hop on top of him, and hike your dress up to your waist. You grab his hands and put them above his head.

You place them against the furry comforter underneath him.

"You know I'm definitely about that life."

"Show me then. We both know Minho isn't your type. Everyone else might fell for your little charade, but not me."

"Is that what you think?"

"Of course. You would never pin Minho down to the bed like this. Is this turning you, on?"

"Why are you so mouthy?"

"I'm just direct about what I want."

"You're so lucky I don't have my strap. Because if I did you would be screaming my name."

"So, you need a strap to dom me? Hmm.." Taemin challenges you.

It sparks such a fire inside of you. You want to toy with him even further.

"I seem to have you underneath me and restrained. Don't I?"

"Good point."

"But, don't worry. I'll have you whimpering in no time. So, do you want to fuck or not? I don't like wasting time."

"I do. Have me.. goddess."

"Mmm.. goddess? I like that. Are you cool with being tied up?"

"Yes."

"What is our safe word?"

"Final Dragon"

"Is that a song?"

"Yes.."

"Chile.. I can't. But, whatever."

You grab his belt from around his waist in a quick swift movement and tie up his hands. You admire how beautiful he looks with the contrast of his skin compared to his jet-black hair.

You move down his body and pull down his pants to see he's wearing a thong. Your eyes lit up. "What kind of whore wears a thong to a company party?"

"A whore who is looking to give it up."

You laugh at him. You still can't believe that you went from eye fucking him at the party to now having him on the bed. You grab your phone and place it on the nightstand.

"You're lucky you're hot," You reply. You between his legs and take off his thong. You free his dick and immediately start stroking it. He's already hard for you and it's such a beautiful sight to admire.

You watch as he reacts to your touch. He's needy and pumping upwards into your hand. "So, the whore is enjoying this?"

"Mmm.. yess goddess. I've been wanting this since Minho showed me a picture of you a few weeks ago."

"Oh really?"

"Yes," Taemin moans, music to your ears. "I immediately went to your Instagram and I had to please myself by looking at your photos."

"So, essentially you wore a thong for me. You wanted to seduce me."

You speed up by stroking his length and stare into his eyes. His mouth is slightly open, and he whimpers your name. "Yes... Y/n."

Your pussy throbs at his admittance of desiring you from your photos. Something about him wanting you for a few weeks have you turned on even more. 

His body jerks up into your movement, and you want to taste his release. You cover his dick with your mouth, and Taemin shouts your name.

"Y/n, please... Goddess. Don't stop," Taemin whimpers.

You know you have him exactly where you want him. He cries out and releases it into your mouth. You swallow all of it. 

You don't give him a moment to gather his thoughts. You lift his legs and wrap his legs around you. You slid down onto his dick. Your wetness coats him perfectly. 

"Is that what you've been desiring? You've been wanting to be inside of me?" You question him. 

You stare into his beautiful dark brown eyes and wait for his response.

"Yes.. you're even better than I imagined."

"Of course I am," you cockily reply. 

You work your magic on him and catch a steady rhythm. Your bodies together feel like this isn't the first time. There is something so sexy about Taemin being underneath you and you dominating him in the most intimate way. 

Your hands hold his legs back and push them further, testing his flexibility. You are in awe and how flexible he is. 

You guide your hips and glide up and down his length. You clench around him. You speed up and move closer to kiss him. 

"I want you to come inside of me," you request. 

"Anything for you.."

"So, come for me, Taemin. Fill me up with your love."

You watch as Taemin releases inside of you, and you approach your orgasm too. You roll off of him and sit up on the bed. There is a knock at the door. 

You both look at each other, and your heart drops. You untie his hands. "Hide in the closet. I'm sure it's Minho."

Taemin rolls off the bed and does as you say. He goes into the closet.

You stand up, and you go over to the door. You open it. It isn't Minho, but instead, it's Onew. 

"Uh, have you seen Taemin?"

"No, I was on my phone."

"Oh, okay," Onew looks past you, but you aren't sure what has his attention. 

"Alright, well I'm about to leave. Have a good night," Onew responds. 

You close the door and look at Taemin's thong in the middle of the floor. 

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[xotaemintol]

BRATTY SWITCH!TAEMIN x BLACK FEM READER: SLAVE FOR YOU

“Baby, I'm a slave, baby I'm a slave for you.”

TWS: switch!idol, sub to slightly dom Taemin, dom reader, mommy kink, teasing, begging, hair pulling, oral sex (fem receiving), unprotected sex, grinding/dry humping, slightly bratty Taemin, pet names:(naughty kitty, kitten, good boy, pretty boy), dumbification, and praise.

PRONOUNS USED: None/fem implied (mommy/ma’am used)

WORD COUNT: 3486

Be warned, this might be slightly messy lol, I got sleepy while writing but wanted to post something a little longer for subby September, I would've continued it tomorrow but I would've lost the flow, so hopefully my sleepiness doesn't show lol, but enjoy, I'll end up editing it again (I did edit it once already) in the morning.

Taemin’s whole body feels hot to the touch, the slightest movement and he feels like he’d burst into flames from desire, losing his mind to lust he looks into your eyes, pouting as the submission takes over, there’s no more room to hide it or deny it, he needs you and he needs you now,

“Please, can I feel you?” He asked in a shaky and breathy voice, sounding unsure of himself since he knew himself that he had misbehaved enough to be told no and then some, but still, he can’t help but hope that you’ll go easy on him as he looked into your shiny eyes, your body on top of him felt so warm that he felt like he might explode from just the pressure of you, the way your eyes stare into his with that same amount of desire and sexual energy tells him that you want him too, but that telling grin on your pretty lips tell him that he won’t get anything that easily. As you look at him with a sense of faux sympathy and a teasing pout, you wrap your arms around his neck loosely and press your hips into him a little more, knowing how sensitive he must be by now. “Oh really?” You ask in a slightly condescending tone, keeping that same playful expression as you slowly rock your hips.

“How bad do you need me kitty?” His breath hitches and his body shivers from your teasing, your lips and body are addicting, just from looking at them and feeling you so close to him he was desperately trying to figure out how to get what he wanted without begging too much, “This is driving me insane”, He says in a small voice filled with pleas and desperation “Don’t torture me like this, please.” Taemin's simple request was left unfilled though and of course, it would be, Why would you let up on him so soon? That bulge in his underwear, soaked by your wetness and his precum isn’t enough to show just how badly he wanted you, no, it wasn’t nearly enough, you need him begging and crying with no shame, declaring loudly his selfish cravings for your body as if not a soul would ever hear it.

You playfully giggle as the sound of crackling thunder rings through the dimly lit apartment, the sound of the rain hitting the large windows makes the atmosphere all the more pleasant and intense, the glass of wine on the table half full with both your glasses empty and knocked over along with another that you had drank just before, nights like these, long, rainy, and dark with just Taemin by your side as he shows you just how badly he wants you always fills a certain part in you that has always been left empty by everyone else. “You think you deserve to be rewarded after behaving like a brat for so long?” You ask, you grin and gently tilt his head up to you, you look into his shiny doe eyes as they fill with desperation before leaning in as if you’ll kiss him and stopping, swiftly you lean close to his ear, softly whispering with your hands on his shoulders and your hips still against his: “Don’t get ahead of yourself, you’ve been a naughty kitty, Taemin, and a naughty kitty should be punished.”

His whole body convulses, and you can feel a soft throb underneath you as he whines, his whole body responds to your words, making him shiver and lose control, his mind going from sane to crazed by the instant “Please!” He whines, his face heating as he tries to control his breathing, still not wanting to beg to avoid embarrassment Taemin tries to find the words to say, but he can’t help it, he wants you to take control, for you to punish him for his misdeeds and make him your toy. He pouts and looks away as his body shivers in pleasure with the subtle and slight movement of your hips as you ask: “Please what?”, “Give me what I want” He answers in a slightly confident, yet submissive voice, There’s something about the way the rain hits the window and how this would be added to the moments he’d never forget that make him unable to control his urges anymore.

“And why should I?” You ask, your fingers trailing down his exposed chest, the buttons of his polka-dotted pajama shirt scattered across the cold floor and hanging by a thread to the soft material. “If you want it, you should prove it.” He looks up and takes in that mischievous smile on your pretty face, the way your lips curl so beautifully and how your brown skin is illuminated by the occasional thunder and the soft candle lights makes him want to scream, butterflies swarm his stomach as he whines and pouts, “I don’t want this to turn into a game, can’t you just see how bad I want you?” He asks as he grabs your hand and softly kisses it, his eyes close as his lips linger on the back of your hand, savoring the feeling of your skin against his even if it’s hardly anything, he lets out a small groan as his eyes roll back, once again, you rock your hips, ruthlessly teasing him as he tries his best to plead his case.

“It feels like I need you to survive,” He says, his voice cracks as he speaks, the waver in his voice as he swallows the saliva in his mouth to cure the dryness in his throat makes you throb on top of him, his cheeks flushed down to his neck and his eyebrows knot together as he places your hand on his chest and licks his plump, kiss swollen lips. “Please, don’t torture me like this, I learned my lesson.” You couldn’t deny yourself anymore, taking great pleasure in the way he expresses his thirst makes you feel that same undeniable heat, you don’t know how long you can go on like this. Suddenly the feeling of his underwear acting as a barrier between the two of you is agitating, every part of you wants to rip it off and feel him inside of you, sliding into you so sweetly that you could cry, You don’t see the point in making him beg any longer, not when it’s making you ache so badly too. So you quickly instruct him to take them off, leaving him completely naked on the soft sofa as you hover above his completely erect dick and kiss him.

Soft moans of satisfaction leave his mouth as he wraps his arms around your waist, he knows better than to lead you any further though, so he lets you take the lead, moaning softly as you slip your tongue past his thick lips and into his mouth, his body tensed as he awaits the feeling of your warmth around him, anticipating the sound you may make or how wet you’ll feel, how soft your walls will be and how hard it’ll be for him not to break at the slightest touch. You pull away, looking him in his eyes as you both pant like you had run a mile non-stop, he knows that look all too well, the look on your face when you want to keep control but feel just as needy as him when you want to punish him but feel too lost in your lust to keep up with what had gotten you in this position to begin with.

“I can’t wait anymore,” You say softly, he could swear right now that he’d evaporate into nothingness if you took even a second longer, “Please use me ma’am…make me your toy and please yourself.” You curse under your breath and bite your lip as you carefully line him up with your entrance, the feeling of his dick bumping against your cunt made you gasp softly, while you are still mostly fine, Taemin can’t help but cry weakly and roll his eyes back. “Fuck, you’re so…pretty,” You mutter, slowly you lower yourself onto him, even the head of him sliding into you with ease makes you struggle to breathe. You both jolt forward and gasp for air, your oversexed bodies feel sensitive to the touch, and going so slowly was only making it worse. “Oh god!” Taemin exclaimed as a burst of pleasure hit him, you want to degrade him or maybe poke at him for feeling so good from just the tip being inside but you are no different, gripping his shoulder as you bite your lip and slowly pace yourself.

Although you can take him, it feels too good to rush, wanting nothing more than to take it slow you pause for a second and kiss him again. You can feel yourself becoming wetter as you kiss him, the feeling much more immoral as your walls just barely clench around him, the moment he feels your wetness slowly dripping down his shaft he can’t take it anymore, lost in pure and unfiltered thirst he grabs your hips and begins to pull you down more. You break away, gasping as his length slides against your walls, already Your back begins to arch as your toes curl and your nails dig into his skin. As badly as you want to stop him, you feel too good to interfere just yet, so you allow him to guide you until he’s inside of you, nuzzled inside of you as he fills you up so beautifully, making you feel so full that you start to feel like you might shatter into a million pieces.

“F….Fuck…Oh my…” You stop as your body shivers, intense pleasure taking over as you sit on top of him and listen to his sweet cries, the way he grips your hips as if you’d fall apart gives you butterflies. “I’m so sorry…I’m sorry ma’am…I…I needed you so bad…I-“ He stops, a sinful whimper cutting through his words as he tries to speak, but it’s not like his words can save him anyways, despite your pleasured state you pull a wickedly sexual grin and grab his face gently, “You…aren’t sorry,” You say in between deep labored breaths, before you can even get anything else out you are overwhelmed with a urge to have him with no more delays, with not another word spoke you begin to slowly rock your hips back and forth. With even the slightest movement you are both sent spiraling into a pleasure that can only be described as heaven-sent, the way he presses so beautifully against your walls, how you convulse around him and the way your voices mingle together perfectly makes you both feel crazed with lust.

Neither of you want to stop and as you go faster and begin to bring yourself up and down all you can manage is broken praises, telling him how good he feels as you pick up the pace and bounce up and down on him, your skin slamming together as the sound of rain, thunder, and desperation mash together. Taemin can just barely stabilize his voice enough to thank you, crying out as his voice cracks and trembles, he can’t begin to form a sentence if he tried, and feeling you become so wet that it soaks his thighs only makes it harder for him to think. Truly falling victim to the drug that is lust you cling to him and start to move faster, Every time you move your hips he brings his towards yours, thrusting up into you as if he couldn’t bear a second without being inside of you.

“M-Mommy!” He cries out, “Oh fuck! You feel so good! Mommy! Please!” You groan and crumble against him as his voice hits a spot that makes you feel weak, your brain can hardly keep up with the different sensations, your mind goes completely blank as you become just as mindless as him and messily ride him. “Good! So good!” You scream out as your nails drag up his back, and your eyes roll back as he starts to thrust harder and holds your hips tighter, still sounding just as weak and submissive as before. “Am I doing a good job mommy?” He asks in a dangerously sexual and wicked tone, the way his eyebrows knot together with a pretty pout on his lips makes your whole body feel throb, “Am I fucking you how you like?” You almost cry as he bites his lip and looks you in your eyes, somehow that submission in his eyes is as strong as ever, even with his words being slightly more vulgar and aggressive, you know he’s only yearning for your sweet approval.

So you nod your empty head and roll your eyes back muttering: “G-Good…so good…” You lean your head against his shoulder and moan against his sweaty skin, biting down on his shoulder as he whines in your ear. “Let me take care of you, please ma’am, please let me be a good boy for you and make you cum,” Finding it impossible to deny him; and unreasonable to say no, you nod your head once again. You first expect him to go faster and slip his hand between your bodies to stimulate your clit, but your expectations are quickly derailed as he leads you to lay back on the sofa and gets between your legs. You aren’t going to tell him to stop though, you’d be crazy to turn him down when all he wants is to please you and make up for being such a brat, so as he begins to slowly eat you out you only encourage him. Your back arches as you sob softly and put your hand in his hair, pulling it as you roll your hips against his face just how he likes.

“F-Fuck! You’re doing so good baby, just like that,” You say with your eyes shut tightly, “Such…fuck…s-such a good boy! M-Mommy’s pretty boy!” Chills from all over your body, from head to toe You get an incredibly strong feeling of passionate lust that makes it impossible to think. Taemin’s mouth latches to you with his soft lips acting as pillows, his tongue massaging slow circles on your clit as his fingers stimulate it from the inside, pressure builds in your stomach as it tightens and your body begins to feel tense. His tongue feels like heaven and he shows no signs of stopping as he closes his eyes and reaches up with his other hand, rolling your nipple between his finger and thumb to add to the mind splitting pleasure. “Taemin! Oh fuck! I…shit!” You stop as you begin to pant and squirm under his touch, so close to the edge that you begin to tremble and your breathes become short and shorter, a white fog fills your mind as you pull his hair even harder and arch your back deeper with your toes curled so much that they might rip through the sofa.

“G-Good boy! Keep going! So close! So close! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Taemin!” You scream out in chants as the feeling starts to overflow, his mouth feels too good for you to hold on any longer, and as soon as he started, you were already finished, but he doesn’t stop when you reach that peak, your walls flutter around his two fingers, and just like he expected you begin to gush just a little against his chest as he brings his body up and starts to fuck you with just his fingers. You can’t hold it in, you need him inside of you again and you need it now. “F-Fuck me, now.” That is all you have to say, he won’t deny you and he won’t waste another second, Taemin is quick to fulfill your needs and do whatever it takes to please you. As he slowly enters you again you both feel like you are ripping at the seams, The moment he bottomed out inside of you he tried to control himself but he was far too gone. “Do you want me to go slow ma’am?” He asks, already moving he doesn’t realize that you can hardly speak, but you don’t have to, he knows what you want because he wants it too.

Taemin grabs your legs and pushes them back, with your body folded he begins to slowly fuck you, although he moves at a slow pace his every stroke is aggressive and hard, yet so precise, he slams into you with so much force that it knocks the air out of your lungs with every movement and leaves you both screaming out to the heavens above. The sound of the rain is drowned out by Taemin’s voice begging for you, he trembles above you as beads of sweat drip down from his forehead to his chin and fall onto you, he feels so good, so pleased and grateful for you being too lenient that he starts to forget himself and with no shame calls out your name as he goes faster, an intense wave of chills rush up his spine and he hunches over as he grips the back of your knees tightly, his nails; just as yours did him, dig into your skin and his stomach muscles tighten. You can feel him pulsing inside of you, every movement is another kiss to the thousands of nerve endings that allow you to feel this good.

“Ma’am, Ma’am, I’m gonna cum…I-I I’m gonna cum!” He tries to warn you as he continues that same fast pace but you don’t respond, and when he looks at your face he sees why, your eyes are rolled back and your mouth is slightly open but no sound comes out, only short bursts of struggles for air as you slap your hand against the armrest, “Oh mommy, did…fuck…oh my god…” Taemin rolls his eyes and drops your legs to kiss you before whispering in a kitten-like voice, “Did I fuck you dumb?” You finally let out a soft moan, long and drawn out as you wrap your arms around him and hold him closely, knowing that this power switch won’t last long or end well for him Taemin kisses you again, “I’m…I’m sorry ma’am, I’ll behave next time,” he whimpers out, “I’ll be a good boy…I’ll be a good toy.” As his words come out even more rushed he once again warns you that he’s about to cum, and just like before, you don’t respond, you only weakly pull him closer to kiss him and mumble against his lips. “Good boy, good boy, my good boy, such a good boy.”

The feeling of a white wave of pleasure comes crashing down on him, chills cascade across his skin and he can hardly keep his body upright, his breathing is uneven and he feels tingles spread all over from his head to toes. Before he can stop himself or pull out, he melts inside of you, spilling his love deep inside your walls as he whimpers and holds onto you tightly.

“Fuck! Oh god! You feel…f-fuck!” As his climax hits him at a pace too fast and intense to keep up with, his perfect strokes become slightly sloppy yet deeper. Allowing that feeling to take over as he calls out your name and pouts, his eyebrows knot together and his voice becomes weaker and softer, “Y-You…feel so good” He says in a submissive voice, before the feeling can completely die down he leans back and pulls you on top of him, letting you fall onto him and lay against his chest as you both pant and try to recollect yourselves, your bodies buzz with delight as you silently lay together, allowing your bodies to become one in a more wholesome way for just a moment. Neither of you speak as you listen to the sound of the rain and thunder, and each other's breathing, you don’t say anything until you start to feel yourself dozing off, laughing as you catch yourself and open your eyes.

“You know, this doesn’t count as me punishing you,” Taemin smiles a little and pouts, as you look at him you smile at the sight of his eyes closed and a satisfied look on your face, “can’t you let me off the hook just this once?” He asks, “I promise that I’ll behave tomorrow…” You sigh happily and brush the hair that sticks his sweaty forehead away before kissing him lovingly, for a second you say nothing, just enjoying the feeling of each other for a little longer as you calm down. “Are we sleeping on the couch?” You ask, “If we are, we should at least get a blanket…what if someone sees us?” Taemin yawns and shrugs as he rolls over on his side, forcing you to turn over with him, leaving you trapped between his chest and the couch. “Let them, it’ll be their fault for walking in without a warning.”

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[guavagyu]

always willing - k. minhee <3

Prompt: Are you sure a kiss is all you want? We can take it further, if you’d like. I’m always willing to go further with you.

OMG IM LITERALLY GONNA CRY?? WHY IS MINHEE SO HOT ANYWAYS OK SO I STARTED WRITING THIS AT LIKE 5 AM AND WITH NOTHING IN MIND BUT THE PROMPT AND IM REALLY NERVOUS SINCE THIS IS MY FIRST POST WORK IDK THINGAMABOB (pls give feedback!!) SO HERE WE GO

i wanna dom minhee so bad and i was listening to heaven - taemin making this sooooooo...yea

pairing: softdom!reader x sub!minhee

warnings: fem!reader as well, riding and stuff, nipple and breast play, oral (f and m receiving), mommy kink, a smidge of humor in the beginning, cum eating, swearing!!, lowercase intended, & unprotected sex (wrap the swiggity swooty before coming for that booty) (omg pls tell me if there r more that need to be added!)

NSFW BELOW!! MINORS DNI!! PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION <3 also not proofread lmao pls lemme know if there are any noticeable errors or fixes that need to be made!

mini XL:

dhsakhkhdkshakhdjhajsd

reader:

?

mini XL:

sorry i was just uh

reader:

??

mini XL: 

uhhh hehehe

reader:

oml pls just tell me what ur think abt

mini XL:

i was thinking abt u..

reader:

what about me?

mini XL: 

uhhhh..nothing

reader:

if u dont tell me istg

mini XL:

OKOK FIEN I WAS THINKING ABSOUT YOUR LIPS AND LIKE US MAKUNG OUT QND LJKE STKFF LIEK HTAT..i just want u to kiss me

reader: 

are u sure a kiss is all you want? we can take it further, if you’d like. im always willing to go further with you. 

mini XL:

shit, come over please. ;(

         and before long, minhee opened his door to you standing before him, soon catching his lips into a rough yet passionate kiss, making your statement and getting your point across. you wanted him, and minhee had no opposition to that, he might’ve even wanted you more. mid-makeout you and hee dragged yourselves to his bedroom, settling into the soft cushions, you straddling him. he let out a moan when you started rolling your hips into his boner, however silenced by your connected lips. it was only then that you decided to remove your mouth from his and say, 

“fuck, have you always sounded that hot?” you panted, 

“uh, i dunno,” he shrugged, and you snorted,

“before we continue, are you sure you want me to do this?” you asked,

“yeah, i’m yours, all yours,” minhee looked into your eyes with pure lust,

“stop me if anything becomes too much, ok?” 

“shit, alright,” and your lips met again, with even more fire and heat than before. you tried your best to remove your clothing and his without parting your lips, but it was all in vain. minhee’s toned upper body gleamed in the moonlight peeking through the curtains, it was a spectacular sight. he looked impeccable, delicious even. you wanted nothing more but to have him fuck you into next year, but that’d be way too fast and over way too soon for the both of you. 

         all of your clothing was quickly taken care of as well, your nipples hardening from the chilly air. it sparked you, and you felt arousal pooling at your core. minhee's lips attached to one hardened nipple, before moving on to the next. you didn't expect to like it so much, but it ended up making you moan softly. after a few moments of attention paid, he reattached his lips to yours, engaging in what seemed like a kiss that lasted forever,

"uh, mommy?" the sudden title shocked you, but you also kinda liked it,

"yes, minhee?" you raised an eyebrow,

"can, i..uh.." minhee trailed off,

"words, babyboy," he groaned at the word,

"can i please eat you out, mommy?"

"look at you being so polite," minhee blushed "sure, eat me out, babyboy," you positioned yourself on the bed and got comfortable. he began by lapping at your core, moving his tongue between your folds, practically drinking your juices. your breathing got heavier as you clung onto minhee's soft hair as he began thrusting his tongue in and out of your entrance, his nose rubbing against your clit. the longer he did this, the closer you got to your orgasm. soon, with a low groan, you released, minhee happily taking it all in. with a semi-loud swallow,

"you-you tasted so good mommy," he panted, and you chuckled,

"do you want mommy to suck you off now? you look a little..neglected," you smiled, minhee blushing hard before softly nodding. that being said, you two switched positions, you being above him now. his dick was angry, red, and leaking with precum. you began with a few kitten licks, which earned a few soft whines from minhee,

"please don't tease, mommy," he wriggled, and you skipped the foreplay. you began eagerly sucking and taking in all that you could manage, and minhee's moans increased in volume and frequency. you started to suck harder and began bobbing your head up and down, leading to minhee quickly cumming in your mouth with a loud moan soon after. you swallowed it all and brought minhee in for a soft kiss, his cum seeping into his mouth, letting him taste his release,

"can i ride you, babyboy? or are you still too sensitive?" you giggled,

"no mommy, i think i can take it," he looked at you,

"alrighty, please tell me if you want to stop for any reason, okay?" you looked at him seriously, and he nodded. you shifted, now facing him, and slowly sank down onto his dick. you groaned at the stretch, and minhee moaned at your tightness enveloping him. you quickly found a suitable pace for the two of you, minhee gradually becoming a moaning mess as he headed towards his second release, and you shortly behind him. he began thrusting with every bounce in a desperate measure to reach his orgasm faster, and it did help. you two soon came together, your sweaty body collapsing onto his equally sweaty body, panting in the attempt to catch your breath,

"in a few minutes, wanna take a shower and have round two?" minhee panted,

"s-sure," you panted harder, you two soon getting up from the bed, and heading into the bathroom for a shower, and round two.

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#minhee cravity #cravity minhee #kpop smut #kpop imagines #kang minhee #cravity smut #minhee smut #kang minhee smut

[baekhvuns]

With fanfiction I also HATE HATE HATE "canon" stories about them being idols. For example two members being together, Y/N being an idol or worse...a fan. They're too realistic for my liking, I love AUs because I treat idols more like face claims than anything else. People who always analyse and assume their sexuality or preference piss me off. Cause YOU CAN'T KNOW so idk why some of them are fighting saying "X CAN'T BE THIS OR THAT" etc 🤡🤚🏻

But again, I just can't imagine most idols in a sexual situation whether because I'm personally not attracted to them or it's difficult to see them calling people whores left and right. I think most fans don't realise not everyone is in a dom & sub dynamic. Most people just have sex and go with the flow... I understand writing self-indulgent stuff but the projecting is quite weird.

It's the same with kpop parties, girls or to a lesser extent guys almost cream their panties at the sight of a Korean guy 🔫 last night we had guard one of the DJs cause not only people kept bothering him about songs but some girls were also ridiculous. He doesn't speak English well so communication with him was hard for most people so the girls used it to their advantage and he was so confused 😭

Yeah I call Seonghwa my actual boyfriend, but I'm literally aro-ace I would probably admire him irl (I mean I did actually ahhaahga) and think he's aesthetically pleasing maybe become friends with him and that's it.

Please no ABO I'm kinkshaming idc... the furry allegations are hard to beat huh... just the ears and maybe tails for me pls 🥰

THEY PLAYED WOLF THEY DID IT BDIDEHSJSGSHEYSF I SPRINTED OUT OF THE BATHROOM SO QUICK

One of the organising girls said she didn't like Ateez and I was like...💀 but the DJs had great taste and played lots of Atz and Skz but not Shinee :( they played Taemin and Shinee's MV were displayed on TVs but that's it. Still I really liked the song choices and they're not always that great or versatile so it was fun. I came home around 6am and didn't sleep for a long time so I'm DEADDDDDD

Please do not send photos of THE Hworehead (THAT DOESN'T SOUND GOOD SHHAEIEBSNAGSAH) because I'll just have to smooch

😭 lil meow meow or rather lil barky barky??? He looked so cute in that hat I-...🥺

https://twitter.com/MAS_43ver/status/1525664904543211521?t=ydjStS7YDQerMVNlSWBfLA&s=19 - DV 💖

hihi!

With fanfiction I also HATE HATE HATE "canon" stories about them being idols. For example two members being together, Y/N being an idol or worse...a fan. They're too realistic for my liking, I love AUs because I treat idols more like face claims than anything else. People who always analyse and assume their sexuality or preference piss me off. Cause YOU CAN'T KNOW so idk why some of them are fighting saying "X CAN'T BE THIS OR THAT" etc 🤡🤚🏻

I AGREE WITH THIS SO MUCH !!!! idol x idol reader “au’s” are too realistic its kind of disturbing at times if written wackly 😭😭 YES AU’s where u just face claim, personally when i write i make the “member” just a regular character but just with their names,, as in i don’t think of them and implement their entire nitty gritty details in them!! GORLLL THAT ASSUMING RLY PISSES ME OFF atiny’s do it so much! esp the twt ones! its like anyone who wears a rainbow coloured clothes and fans immediately go they belong to this side or the side,,, but they also don’t realize that their stylist just made them wear the clothes because it fit’s the concept😭😭 or the fact that a lot of idols are homophobic bc korea (or entirety of asia really) is so conservative + classists and everyone just assumes their preferences when most of them are doing fan services / are more likely straight UNLESS obviously they state it or something! EXACTLY! YOU CAN’T KNOW NOTHING bc we doNt know them,, they just do their job PLS 😭😭

But again, I just can't imagine most idols in a sexual situation whether because I'm personally not attracted to them or it's difficult to see them calling people whores left and right. I think most fans don't realise not everyone is in a dom & sub dynamic. Most people just have sex and go with the flow... I understand writing self-indulgent stuff but the projecting is quite weird.

YEAHHH!! the deal breaker is when an idol who has like a puppy dog image,, in fics are the ones choking or calling whores and sluts and or cocksluts 😭😭😭 absolutely 100% !!! no bc some self indulgent is extremely wild (which ofc can be fine) but like u know its abt a real person,,, i find them attractive in the face (gorgeous ppl omg) and the personality they put on in front of fans otherwise i don’t find any idol sexually attractive as in imagining doing certain things with them,,, i would not want to be with anyone of them bc they’re probably drastically different from what we see,, the sub dom thinG ABSOLUTELY!!!!!! some project their fantasies of the HaRD dOm 😭😭

It's the same with kpop parties, girls or to a lesser extent guys almost cream their panties at the sight of a Korean guy 🔫 last night we had guard one of the DJs cause not only people kept bothering him about songs but some girls were also ridiculous. He doesn't speak English well so communication with him was hard for most people so the girls used it to their advantage and he was so confused 😭

NAURRRRRR u know that one saying “kpop stan will even stan a squirrel if it is korean” 😭😭😭😭 oH GOD THATS SO EMBARRASSING NAHRR FBWMFBWM 😭😭😭😭

Yeah I call Seonghwa my actual boyfriend, but I'm literally aro-ace I would probably admire him irl (I mean I did actually ahhaahga) and think he's aesthetically pleasing maybe become friends with him and that's it.

YEAH YEAH!!! like id go “if u take one step, i need to meet ur mom for hand in marriage” or doing house chores and put my hands on the waist and think “if i do this for seonghwa then what, am i a housewife” for funsies but id never mf look at them even for admiration id be avoiding contacts,, YEAH FRIENDS YEAH !!! its better just being friends rather than imagining them as ur ACTUAL husband

Please no ABO I'm kinkshaming idc... the furry allegations are hard to beat huh... just the ears and maybe tails for me pls 🥰

LMFAOOOO FBWMFBWMFJWK 😭😭😭😭 when ppl say don’t kink shame but then the kink be piss 🔫🔫🔫 FURRY KINK??? the ears the tail and the tag 😭😭

THEY PLAYED WOLF THEY DID IT BDIDEHSJSGSHEYSF I SPRINTED OUT OF THE BATHROOM SO QUICK

NO FUCKING WAY FBQMDBQLDHWK DID ANYONE AWOOOOO 😭😭😭

One of the organising girls said she didn't like Ateez and I was like...💀 but the DJs had great taste and played lots of Atz and Skz but not Shinee :( they played Taemin and Shinee's MV were displayed on TVs but that's it. Still I really liked the song choices and they're not always that great or versatile so it was fun. I came home around 6am and didn't sleep for a long time so I'm DEADDDDDD

girlie has no taste wbk, bland. NAURRR SHINEE IS LIKE THE ULT CLUB BANGER?? LIKE PLAY VIEW?? SAVIOR??? BODY RHYTHM?? LOVE SICK?? 😩😩 MISSED OPPORTUNITY,,, man kpop clubs these days play such bland music 😭😭 WHERES THE HYPE PLAY THE BAPSAE 😭����😭 6AM?? LIVING UR YN LIFE

Please do not send photos of THE Hworehead (THAT DOESN'T SOUND GOOD SHHAEIEBSNAGSAH) because I'll just have to smooch

HWOREHEAD LMFAOOOO PLS here u go ☺️

😭 lil meow meow or rather lil barky barky??? He looked so cute in that hat I-...🥺 https://twitter.com/MAS_43ver/status/1525664904543211521?t=ydjStS7YDQerMVNlSWBfLA&s=19 - DV 💖

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Y’all I know I said my fic be out by Monday or Weds but I haven’t finished it so I’m going to extend the time by three days max.

Pls be patient for those who are waiting for this Sub!Taemin fic 🙏🏼✨

#sub!taemin #sub!idol #taemin x reader

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‹ previous | next › ↳ SYNOPSIS › Being sexually frustrated seemed to be the story of Jimin's life. So he turned to writing his wants and wishes in a blog he kept online for people to read. He used to be content with that, until he met you. Eventually, he stopped because all the fantasizing in the world never amounted to the real thing. › series masterlist | masterlist | request ‹

» RATING › 18+ [M I N O R S D O N O T I N T E R A C T] » GENRE(S) › smut, fluff » AU › slice of life » PAIRING(S) › park jimin x f!reader » WORD(S) › 5.2k+ » CH. SYNOPSIS › jimin comes home one night stressed out of his mind and you make plans to get him to relax. » REQUESTED? › @luvymin › thank you for requesting lovely ♡ » SMUT WARNING(S) › JIMIN CALLS THE READER MOMMY (so if that's not your cup of tea, don't read), sub!jimin, domme!f!reader, a lot of orgasm denials, loads of teasing, ass play, m! fingering, sensual massage, jimin is in love alright, soft!domme reader, a lot of pet names for Jimin (Petal, Baby, Love, Sweetheart, etc) because you're so in love, okay but eating Jimin's [redacted] while he's in a split position cause that's hot af lol, stressed!jm (poor baby), whiny!jm, worship kink (reader worships the fuck outta Jimin), jimin apologizes like crazy cause he feels so damn bad, & just taking care of Jimin like he deserves. » POST DATE › 11/26/2023 » A/N › It took a minute but it's finally done! Some stuff didn't make it but I got a couple of drabbles I wanna release too so they will get done. Thank you @/saradika for the divider(s)! For those who don't know, this is a request series: you can request for this universe. You can read more about it on this story's masterlist.

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The front door opens and slams closed with so much you fear for the picture that line that particular wall. It's startles you but you know it can only be one person.

At least you hope it is.

"Jimin? Honey?" You don't hear an answer, growing worried because shit! What if it's not him? You probably shouldn't give your location to the-

"It's me."

You breath out in relief, trying to calm your beating heart. The squeaking of the wooden can be heard underneath his feet as you know he's headed to the living room. In return, confuses you since he always finds you first.

Something's wrong.

"Petal?" You don't let any of that deter you, wiping your hands on the towel hanging from the oven and turning down the fire to let the food simmer. It doesn't take long for you to find him in the living room, sat on the couch with his head.

"Petal? What's wrong?" You see the bags under his eyes. You've notice he's been overworking himself for the dance studio and coming home late from time to time. Your lips upturn into a frown at the way his body is visibly tired. "Jimin. What's-"

"Nothing! Jesus... C-Can you just give me a second?" The moment those words leave his mouth, he instantly regrets it. Your head cocked to the side in a 'what the fuck' notion, face scrunched in irritation. "Honey..."

No. He doesn't get to call you that. He's angry but he's most definitely not mad at you. He shouldn’t have since you didn’t have anything to do with it. It’s not your fault Taemin quit. Or the fact the parents were getting on the instructors' cases about who will have the lead this year for the Nutcracker showcase. In all honesty, Jimin hates this time of year. It brings out the worst in people. The only good thing is the two and a half weeks he gets to spend with you uninterrupted.

And, of course, seeing his students graduate from his class too but spending time with you takes the cake.

When he peeks over at you, he frowns when your face doesn't show any emotion. Fuck, he didn't mean it.

"Jimin."

"Shit! I'm sorry..."

"What the hell?"

"I-I'm sorry?" It comes out more like a question as Jimin reaches for you to make sure you don't scooch away from him. "I'm just exhausted and angry and-."

"I can see that but that doesn't mean you can take it out on me."

"I know, I know... I just-" Jimin stops because he knows you don't want to hear excuses but he hopes you forgive him. "There's so much going on at the studio that I feel I'm being stretched every which way."

"Baby?"

"I'm sorry..."

"Petal," You coo, scooting closer to pull him right into your lap. He lays his head on your shoulder as your fingers thread through his blonde hair. You can sense the way he tenses, running your hand up and down his back as he finally vents.

“What's on your mind?”

“Nothing and everything?” He whispers, closing his eyes to simply feel. "I don't know if I want to keep doing this."

"Your work?"

He nods, "It’s just with the kids' showcase coming up and the parents being pushier than usually. It's getting to breaking point." Jimin grabs your hand to play with your fingers. "And with Taemin quitting on us was the last thing we needed so now we have to find another instructor."

"Seems everything is hectic right now."

"It is..." Jimin groans and you can't help but feel bad. He needs a break. You can't help but want to take care of him like you promised him you would. You always know what to get him to calm down, regardless of why he's riled up. "I don't know what to do."

"Well, I can't tell you because I don't know anything about what you did I can tell you that you got this." Jimin rolls his eyes but the smile on his face says otherwise. “But, if you don't have to talk about it more you don't have to. You know I'm here whenever you want to, Petal.”

“I know.” He pouts, peeking through one of his eyes to get a glimpse of your reaction and blushing when he see you smirking back. “T-Thank you.”

"You're such a cutie." You mushed together like this for a couple more minutes and cuddling him until he doesn't want to anymore. “Anyway, it's what I'm here for.”

He bites his lip before glancing back at the kitchen to see the pot on the stove. "What were you doing?"

"Well I was cooking you dinner but then you started yelling at me. I'm hurt."

"I said I was sorry," Jimin whines while bowing his head and groaning.

"Uh huh."

He calls your name but you can't help but chuckle.

"It's fine baby." You kiss his forehead before nipping at his earlobe. "But, next time you snap at me like that you're going to be punished."

Jimin's eyes widen. He said he was sorry! How much more does he need to do for you to forgive him?

“Nope, you’re not getting out of this by being cute, Petal.” You grab him by the hand to pull him into the kitchen. Your heart sings at how sweet your baby boy is. “Anyway, c’mon. I made your favorite.”

“Kimchi Jjigae?” 

“Mhm." You turn him toward your shared bedroom and pat him on the bottom to get him to move. "Go take a shower, I'll get our plates ready. We can watch a movie or something."

"Okay!" You something kin to weights being lifted from his shoulders.

As you watch him disappear into the room, the wheels turn inside your head. So many ideas come time mind but you settle on one. One you know he will enjoy and appreciate. You'll put it in motion for your sweet little petal because Lord knows how much he needs.

And how much you want to help.

You can’t wait.

[ 07:43pm | Honey🥰: Hey, I need to talk to you when you get home.

Your text sent Jimin’s mind into a mental gymnastics frenzy. Your relationship has been going well, at least, he thought it was. He doesn't know what it could be. Is it good? Is it bad?

He frowns at that.

Oh god, what if you were finally done with him?! Wait no, that can't be it! Shit, what could you need to talk to him so urgently for?

Fuck…

Here he goes overthinking things! Should he text back and ask? Would that ruin the surprise? What should he do?? S-Should he do anything? HIs breathing grows labored, hyperventilating at the the thought of you leaving him. Is this because he yelled?

God, why is he like this?

His phone buzzes in his hand as he takes a quick glances at it, releasing the breath he was holding.

[ 07:54pm | Honey🥰: and I know you're overthinking this. Stop it, it's nothing bad, love I’ll see you when you get home 😘

"Get it together, Jimin." He can't help but snicker at himself and if anyone else was there they'd think he was insane. It takes everything not to tell you what happened because he already knows what you're going to say.

[ 08:05pm | Okay, I should be home in a little bit. Just closing up.

Jimin checks the time on his watch and noting it's almost nine. He hates that he sent most of everyone home (with the exception of Hoseok and Jungkook). It simply meant the three of them had to finish locking up.

"Jimin!" Hoseok runs up to him, his smile bright as ever as he hands him his checklist. "Anything needs to be done? I'm done with mine."

"No. If you want to head out you can." Jimin shrugs while looking over his own. "I can lock up."

He looks at the rest of the closing list:

☑ Making sure his rooms are cleaned and tidy. ☑ Things that were left behind by the kids are put in the lost and found for the next day. ▫ Relieving the Janitor once he's done cleaning the dance floors. ▫ Lastly, shutting off unimportant lights, locking up.

It’s not that bad. He thinks he can manage.

“It’s okay! I just have to see the janitor out and then I’ll be heading home.”

“Are you sure? We can stay and help.”

“You know it’s not a bother.”

“I’m sure. Go home guys.” Jimin starts to shoo them out of the door. “I’ll be fine. I told he-”

“Yeah, yeah. Give her a hug and tell her I miss her cooking.” Hoseok jokes, grabbing Jungkook by the arm to make him leave as well. “We need to get together again!”

“Okay, okay! I’ll see you guys later.” Jimin chuckles before heading to the back to tell the janitor to leave. Lights off, doors locked and the alarm set, Jimin rushes out to his car to get ready to leave. Of course traffic stops him from getting home at his normal time, telling Siri to dial your number and hearing it ring twice before you answer. Pulling onto the highway, he’s trying his hardest to keep his excitement off the gas pedal. It’s easier said than done until he sees the traffic has come to a slow stop. 

He instantly regrets not going the way he usually does.

“Petal?”

“Hey honey, I’m on my way home!” He says before groaning when he notices the traffic hasn’t moved. Of course when he wants to take the highway, there’s a traffic jam. “But there’s a bit of traffic.”

“It’s okay, love,” You chuckle at how annoyed he sounds, wanting nothing more than to pinch his cute cheeks and tell him it’s okay. “Take your time. I’ll still be here.”

“I know. I know. I just miss you.”

“I miss you too, darling.” He hears a bit of shuffling and he can tell you’re in bed. What he wouldn’t give to be in bed with you right now. “But are you sure that’s the only reason you called?”

“Huh? Yes?” 

“Uh huh. I’m not telling you anything until you get here.” You chuckle, making Jimin smile on his end. Your laugh never fails to brighten his day.

“Damn. You got me.”

It’s then that he glances out beyond where he is and realizes there’s been a car accident. A bad one from the looks of it. 

“Oh there was an accident.”

“Well be safe, Petal. We’ll talk when you get home.” 

“Okay I’ll see you in a little bit.” He hangs up the phone, traffic slowly picking up but still moving at a slow pace. Eventually, he makes it out of the radius of the crash (and hopes everyone involved is okay). He ends up arriving home around nine-forty, pulling into his driveway. He notes your car is in the garage so he leaves his parked outside. 

Jimin's heart is thrums in his chest, unsure of what you have planned but excited at the thought of what it could be. He doesn’t know what you have in store for him but that doesn’t stop him from running to the door with his keys in hand and ready to open the door. He’s confused the moment he shuts the front door and sees the downstairs lights are off. 

You said you were going to be home, so… Where were you?

“Honey?” He calls out your name with no answer in return. He tosses his keys and wallet in the basket next to the front door and sets his shoes on the rack. The soft hum of the air conditioner can be heard and the little creaks of the house but he doesn’t hear you. “Where is she?”

Jimin feels his phone buzz, noting you must have texted him earlier when he was getting out of the car. That’s why he didn’t feel it.

[ 09:32pm | Honey🥰: Come upstairs when you get home.

He stuffs his phone into his back pocket and heads upstairs when he sees the candles lining their way from the top of the stairs to your shared bedroom. He bites back the smile, realizing he was really panicking for no reason. Holding your arms open, he runs into your arms with hesitation as you amused at his reaction.

“Surprise Darling!” You grin as he’s vibrating with excitement and also confusion. 

“Is this-”

“Mhm and It’s all for you. I know how stressed you’ve been and I wanted to do something to help you relax.” You, noticing the way his eyes twinkle with adoration. You want to keep that look in his eyes for as long as you remain together. 

“I don’t know what to say.” Jimin throws himself into your arms again, this time his plush lips connect with yours over and over as you giggle into it.

“Petal-”

“No.” Jimin's eyes meet yours as you see his bottom lip begin to wobble, a small pout on his lips. You can see tears beginning to form in his eyes and you can’t help but comfort your baby. You know why he’s so emotional when you do things like this but it still hurts to see. “T-thank you for taking care of me.”

Your smile fades the longer you hold him in your arms as you don’t move, knowing he needs this more than he leads on. To be secure, comforted and not ridiculed. You kiss the tear from his cheek before wiping it away with your thumb.

“I told you I would. You don’t have to thank me for that.” As you hold his jaw, you bring his face closer, your lips so close all he has to do is lean forward to taste you but you don’t give him the luxury again. Not yet. You have a point to make. “You deserve all of this and more, beautiful. And remember what I said?”

“Whoever made me feel less than doesn’t deserve me.”

You hum and note the way he melts into your arms, body so close to becoming boneless. He continues to take in your words as truth because he knows they are. He’s glad he found you when he did and he’s glad he took a chance that night when you spoke to him at the club. He’s never felt this genuine with anyone he’s been with before. 

He doesn’t know where he would be if he hadn’t cast his doubts aside.

“Aish…” Jimin rolls eyes as his head falls back. “I’m sorry for messing up the mood.”

“The mood is whatever you want to make it. There’s no rules.”

Jimin nods, taking in his surroundings as he steps away to truly look around the room. The rose petals leading from the top of the stairs to your shared bed and the way the dim candles are lit and lighting the room. Jimin can’t wait to see what you’re going to do.

“Now it’s time for you to relax and let me cater to you, Pretty.” You hold your hand out for him to take and when he grabs it, you tug him into your chest. His breath hitches and his eyes widen the moment as he swallows. Whenever you take control, it always makes his heart skip a beat but he wouldn’t trade it for anything else. “I wanna take care of you tonight.”

He looks at you before noticing a bottle of oil next to the bed. The apple of his cheeks turning red as you can feel his dick chub up in his jeans. 

“A massage?”

You hum, twirling your fingers for him to turn around and patting him on the butt to force him to move.

“Yes. Now, go shower.” Your tone is playful but stern and he knows you have something more in store aside from the initial plan. 

“O-Okay.”

“Ah, ah. Yes, what?”

“Y-Yes Mommy!” He squeals, practically skipping toward the bathroom before shutting the door. You light a couple of more candles in his absence and grab a couple of towels to lay on the bed. You want him to feel good but don’t want to worry about cleaning the bed sheets later. Plus that oil is a little too runny, you make a mental note to get a different brand. 

It doesn’t take much longer for Jimin to emerge from the bathroom. His hair is wet and dripping as the water cascades down his toned body. You were always amazed at how beautiful he is as a whole but his toned body is on a whole ‘nother level. You’re dying to rip the towel from his body and give him exactly what he needs to release the unwanted tension throughout it but that is going to have to wait.

For now.

“You’re staring,” Jimin states playfully. “Like what you see?” 

He undid the towel around his waist and let it drop to the floor as he watched you run your tongue over your top lip. He shifts on his feet, the butterflies doing work to his stomach. 

God, you make him feel so wanted.

“You know I do,” You chuckle, taking in just how hard he is (cock so red you can’t help but want to kneel down and blow him). The things you want to do to him right now are so surreal but, atlas, he needs the tension released from his body.

Focus.

You gesture for him to lie down on the bed. He makes a show of it, crawling slowly to give you a full view of his ass. 

“You’re really trying to rile me up, aren’t you, Pretty?”

“Maybe?” He winks over his shoulder before laying down on the towel and wiggling a little to get comfortable. 

“Tease.”

“But I’m your sweet little tease.” He grins, folding his arms and resting his head on top of them. He wiggles a little more to get comfortable. Well, as comfortable as he can get with how hard he is. You can see him rut against the bed as you slap his firm ass, hearing him let off a soft groan. 

“Be still.” It’s your turn to strip down to nothing, your lingerie thrown on the floor (long forgotten). You grab the lemon-scented massage oil from the bedside table and climb into bed, weight on the back of his legs just below his ass. You’re careful to make sure you don’t hurt him. 

“Remember. Relax.” 

“It’s kind of hard when I can feel you’re naked on top of me.”

“Would you have it any other way?”

He shakes his head but hisses the moment you apply pressure into the middle of his back. Your hands travel up to his shoulders and back down his back. Jimin’s hyper aware of how wet you are, he can feel it and holy shit, he wants to be buried inside of you. He wonders… Was this turning you on as much as it was for him?However, this massage feels way too good to have you stop now. He didn’t realize how pent up he was now that you’re doing your best to loosen up those muscles. 

It doesn't go unappreciated. 

“How does that feel, Petal?” A soft chill travels through his body the moment you begin walking your fingers down his back again. You’re no doubt tracing the various moon eclipses in the center of it and he can’t say he doesn’t like it… Because he does. You worship every single part of his body like he was made for you to praise and he can’t help but love every part of it.

You conditioned him this way but he’s glad.

“Sweets?”

“Hm?” 

“Did you hear me?”

“Oh no…” Jimin twists slightly to get a good look at you and he wishes he hadn’t. “Fuck…” You look so hot on top of him (even if it’s the wrong way). He can see your nipples hardened from rubbing your breast against his back and probably the cold air. You always look so sexy when you’re concentrating and right now is no different.

Feeling eyes on you, you glance to meet Jimins and smirk, knowing what that glint in his eyes mean.

“Nope. I’m not done, lay back down sweetheart.” 

Jimin whines, wanting to get you to touch him down there but it’s not working. You’re too determined to finish this. You make sure to get the rest of his back, knowing how much he twists and turns while dancing. He mostly complains about it anyway so you know it’s one of the places that needs to be worked out.

“Still with me?” 

He moans, “Y-Yeah, can you go deeper?” as you slide your palm near the trapezius.

You hum, “Of course. You’re so tense.”

“I know…” Jimin sighs, knowing he’s so fucking turned on. It’s starting to hurt a little since he’s laying on it. “M-Mommy…”

“Yeah?”

“Hurts?”

“Hm?” You scoot further back on his legs to be able to lean down and cup his ass, giving it a gentle squeeze. It’s when you push your fist into the muscle and then knead into it that has Jimin practically crying for release. He moans your name, gripping the sheets on the side of him and pushes back against your hand with a soft whimper. 

“It hurts so good.” You want to ruin him right here, right now. You want to make sure that he can’t walk for a couple of days, stumbling around asking (or rather whining) for your help because ‘you did this to him’.  

You also want him to be able to unwind. Be free of thoughts and responsibilities. To simply feel the world around him. 

Although, the latter is currently living rent-free in your mind.

The scent of the oil sends Jimin's senses into overdrive as it finally fills the room. When you hit a certain pressure point in the back of his calf, he hisses while reaching for a pillow to hold.

“Tell me if it hurts, baby.”

“I will, mommy.” 

Fuck he needed this. You’re so good to him.

You hum, giving his ass a soft smack and hearing him groan.

“You know what I think, Petal?” You ask as Jimin's breath hitches the moment you start kneading his ass. “I should spank you for your outburst the other day.” You smack his ass again before pressing your hand into his lower back, leaning close to his ear. “I should fuck this pretty little hole until you're begging me to stop. Make you cum over and over again from just my cock but you would love that wouldn’t you, baby?”

“N-No. Punish me.”

“Oh? You wouldn't?” You chuckle, finally pulling his cheeks apart to the small Emerald peeking out of his hole. “Is that why this is here?”

“No! No… I-I just wanted to be prepared.”

“Of course, my love.” You tap the little gem before finally pulling it out and pushing it back in. You quickly up the speed and with how hard he is and all your teasing, he doesn't know if he will last much longer. “But I don't think you deserve this… at least, not yet.” You abruptly stop as he begs you to keep going. You pretend to ignore him. You slowly stand up, admiring the way his hole gapes open with the little green gem sitting pretty. 

He knows you’re going to make him work for it. He doesn’t mind doing it but it’s so pent up, he doesn’t know if he’ll be able to withstand it. You, however, are enjoying the show as you take a step back to gaze at him. An impish smile spreads across your face. You have something planned.

“Do you think you deserve it?” You ask, your voice soft but enticing. He nods, his eyes wide with anticipation. 

“I said I was sorry…” 

“I know you are and that’s the only reason I’m not.” 

 “P-Please…” He whines as he tries to rut against the bed but another quick slap on the ass stops him.

“Impatient.” With the click of your tongue, you remove the gem from his ass to watch him try to clench around nothing. “Get on all fours.” 

“Yes Mommy.” He’s quick to obey as you reach around his frame to begin to stroke his cock. Running your fingers over his sensitive skin, he moans in pleasure. His eyes were lidding with excitement. You cup his balls in your hand, to massage them before more back to his ass. 

“You want this, baby?” He can feel you thrusting against him and he so wishes you had your strap on right now. He needs it but whatever else you have planned he’ll take that too.

“Yes!” You rub your index against his hole in a circular motion. He moans softly, his body trembling with anticipation. You tilt forward to begin kissing up his back and once you reach his shoulder blades, he knows he’s a goner. 

“If you can cum for me, you can have it.” You reach up to caress his cheek as his body vibrates with pleasure. His heart is pounding against his chest the moment your lips brush against his. "Now be a good boy and turn over for me baby." You step back and smirk, knowing you're about to give him what he really wants. “I wanna see your pretty face.” 

It’s not so much as a request but more of a demand and Jimin does exactly what he’s told. You notice the moment he does that his cock looks like it’s about to burst from being neglected. The way it curves against his stomach makes you want to put it right in your mouth but you know the moment you do, he’s going to cum. 

And you don’t want him to. Not yet.

You nibble your bottom lip to try not to give off how much this affects you but your mouth is watering at the sight. 

“So pretty.”

“For you.”

“All for me?” He profusely nods as he writhes in your grasp, you feel up his stomach. He’s falling into that headspace but he’s okay with it because he knows you’ll take care of him when he does. You always do. “I hope so. Ready?”

“Y-Yes. Please.” Jimin whimpers, puppy eyes staring right into yours. “T-Touch me, please. I’ve been good. I w-waited.”

“Oh baby,” You coo, tracing the pre-cum on the tip of his cock as it jumps from the feathery touches. Another whine erupts from his throat as he arches his back, desperate to feel your lips or pussy wrapped around his cock.

You know he's growing desperate but you also know the pleasure he'll feel in the seconds to come will be out of this world with all the times you've denied his orgasm. You take a mental picture of him on his back with his legs pressed to his chest for your memory bank, savoring the moment. 

Locked up safe and tight.

“I want you…” Jimin sighs, head falling back into the bed. The oil makes his body glisten, accenting the pre-cum drooling from his cock. You lick your palm and take hold of his cock as you slowly stroke it again. This time you swipe your tongue over the tip before closing your mouth over it and sucking it. “You're gonna make me cum.”

“Oh?” You suck a little harder and by the gods, Jimin is right fucking there just a couple of more sucks and you'll have his cum all down your throat but, alas, you stop again and Jimin feels like he's about to go insane.

“Turn over,” You tell him, hearing him whine louder because why? Why did you stop? Why were you doing this to him? Is it because he yelled at you? God… “Ah, ah.”

“Mommy, I-” You raise a brow and honestly, Jimin knows not to say much of anything else unless he wants you to walk out and leave him with the Blues balls he's ever had. Everything hurts at this point but it hurts so fucking good.

“Turn over.”

Once he's in the position, you smack his already red ass another smack to watch it jiggle from the force. That's when an idea comes to mind. You've seen Jimim dance, you know how flexible your king is and you want to see how long he can hold a position. 

“I want you to do the splits, baby.”

Jimin’s eyes widened at the request. He can do it. Hell, he can do the side splits and the front but he's never done it for sexual gain. Will that feel good?

“Do you wanna cum?” Jimin peeks back with pleading eyes, hoping it'll get you to let him but all he gets is a chuckle in return. “Do you?”

“Y-Yes.” 

“Splits.”

Jimin nods, positioning himself into side splits and scooting back to the edge of the bed per your request. It feels weird, to say the least. His muscles are sort of strained but with years of ballet under his belt, he can handle it. You press his upper body into the mattress, lifting his bottom to make his cock and balls hang off the side of the bed. That way it's not hurting him and making it easier for you to play with. 

“Fuck, I love your ass baby.”

Jimin whimpers and wiggles to try and entice you to start. His cock salivating all over the side of the bed sheets. 

“I want you loud, Petal. I wanna hear how good I'm making you feel. Understand me?”

“Yes!” You smack his ass one more time before taking the right cheek and kneading it. “Fuck yes…” He moans, heading falling into the mattress with a gasp once your tongue is swirling around his pretty little hole. “Please fuck my hole. It's yours Mommy. It'll always be yours.”

“Yeah?” You spit into it before delving back in, your other wrapping around his cock to stroke. “You want me to stretch you baby? You want me to fuck you so good you'll still feel it in the morning?”

“Yes! Yes!”

You can feel the sheets tightened because of his grip on the bed sheets. His breathing grows withered and scarce. He jolts the moment you nip at his right cheek and instantly moves to the left and back. 

“Your ass is so fucking amazing, baby.” You trace your finger around his rim before sinking it in. His hole flutters around it, he's so warm and wet and you wanna put your strap on and fuck him to oblivion but he's going dumb with just your tongue and fingers. “I’m gonna fuck you dumb, baby boy. Make you want me so bad.”

You push your finger deeper as he mutters to no but himself, his body trembling with pleasure. You start off slow, hooking your finger to find that spot that you know will drive him wild. 

“I love how wet you are for me already, baby.” Jimin slightly arches his back and pushes his hips up against you. You smirk at how needy he is now, reaching for a pillow to place underneath his stomach to make him arch a little better. 

“Look at you taking my finger so well. It sucks me right in, baby. I wonder if you're ready for my-”

“I am, please!” He whines, pushing his ass back as he hears you chuckle.

“Eager aren't we?”

“Yes. Please!” Jimin’s full on sobbing now and rutting against the pillow. You know the friction it's causing will be enough to make him cum and you think you’ve played with him enough. “I want you to fuck me. I need you to fuck me, please!”

“Oh I plan to, but first…” You lean forward and immediately start flicking your tongue against his rim. 

before running it down to his balls to the tip of his cock and giving it a light suck.

“Fuck Yes…” Jimin whimpers, “Your tongue is so good. You feel good.”

“Mhm…”

Jimin reaches behind him to try and shove your head into him and try to keep you there. He much rather have you laying on top of him and fucking his tight ass open but he’s so into his pleasure that he can’t seem to reach you like he wants to. He moans louder and louder as you keep licking and sucking his asshole. 

He pushes his ass toward you just to feel more of you. Your hands, your tongue, your body heat- he’s surrounded by you and he knows he can trust you. You make him feel so safe and secure. 

He’s so close to the edge and he wants you to take him over. Your hands gripping his thighs tighter and at this point, he is straight grinding on your face as you tongue his pretty hole. You’re switching between fucking him with your tongue and fingers and his pleasure is at it’s peak. He can feel it simmering in his stomach, wanting it to snap because he needs this. 

He needs you to keep going. 

He feels your body move against his and his heart races as you take him deeper. He’s never felt this pleasure before and he knows he’s going to cum soon. He moans in pleasure as he feels your tongue exploring him, his breathing becoming ragged as he feels you teasing him. 

He wants you to fuck him. So. Fucking. Bad. 

“Please...” His strength is ebbing away, and he can't keep up the momentum. He wants to cum so bad but he wants to feel full.

“You’re so pretty when you beg, petal.” A chuckle escapes your lips. He surrenders completely and lets you take him as far as you want. He feels so relaxed and open with you and he knows he can trust you. He lets you take control and he lets you bring him pleasure. “Ready?”

“Cum… ‘Wan cum…”

At first, you were simply grazing his prostate and barely touching it but now, you’re fucking him so good that he’s starting to mumble incoherently. He’s tensing and then untensing before gripping the sheets so hard, you knew his knuckles were turning white. His moans grow so much louder as his breathing is becoming labored. 

He’s oh so hot and god, you want to ruin him some more.

You add a third and this point, you’re thrusting in and out as his pretty hole sucks your fingers right in. He can’t control the sounds he makes each time you so much as graze (let alone touching) against his prostate and he knows he’s about to cum so hard. He needs this, his mind and body stressed to the point that he can’t even relax on his own but that’s why he’s happy you’re here.

You always know what he needs.

“I’m about to cum!” He buries his face further into the bed and you know his face is beet red from how much he begins wiggling to reach his high. You lean over and whisper in his ear, "Cum for me, baby." 

He lets out a loud moan as his body shudders and he cums all over himself. 

“Ah! Ah! AH!” He yells the moment he finally cums, he keeps rutting into the bed to keep his orgasm going as you begin to slow down since you know he’s hypersensitive right now. “So good. So good. I’m good. Good.” He whines and you know he is falling into his space. “I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!”

“Petal?” You immediately climb into the bed to lay on top of you, knowing he needs the comfort of knowing someone is with him. You rub circles into his back, let him know that he's not alone and that you're here. You'll always be here. You’re pleased and content in the knowledge that you made him feel this good.

“I'm sorry…” The way he cries does nothing but break your heart because you know it's coming from a place that he hasn't tapped into since he left his last relationship.

“Why honey?” You ask, your smile turns into a frown when his eyes meet yours but they're widened with fear. “You have nothing to be sorry for.”

“I-” He tried to explain but the moment you shake your head, he stops. 

“Honey, don't ever apologize for something that you don't have control over.” You reach forward to caress his cheek, noticing how blotchy with red they've become since his episode. “I told you I would take care of you and I meant that.”

Jimin hums, eyes in a complete daze as he leans into your touch to rub his face into your hand.

“I'm sorry…” You smile, kissing his forehead as well to say it's okay. You hate the damage his ex’s has done to him but you're determined to reverse it because Jimin deserves everything and more. He deserves to be loved and cared for. Not ridiculed because of what he’s into.

“It's okay, Petal.” He rests his head in your breast and you know sleep is finally taking over his form. He needs the rest and you don't bother him while he does.

With his arms wrapped around your waist and his breathing finally evening out. You can say he's satisfied and stress-free right now. 

Maybe you should run him a bath when he wakes up. 

Yeah, you think you’ll do that. You smile to yourself and stroke his hair, he looks so peaceful and content.

You kiss his forehead, silently wishing him a peaceful night.

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If you don't write a sub!kitty taemin fic with mommy kink I am going to sue you. I'm going to sue him and I'll sue God. I won't hesitate bitch 🔫

Tails of a Kitten

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word count: 574

includes- sub!Taemin x dom!reader, mommy kink, pet (kitten) play, choker with bell, tail butt plug, cum eating, dacryphilia

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You wake up to the jingle of a bell ringing in your ears. Taemin’s weight pushes you deeper into the couch as he balances himself on your lap. He rubs his nose against yours and his ass wiggles in sync.

Letting your hand run through his hair, you lightly scratch his scalp as you slowly come back to your senses. He closes his eyes, pouting, and you pull him in for a kiss.

He purrs as your hands begin to wander, tracing his curves and cupping his ass. Taemin was terrible at hiding his excitement, especially when he had to hide it from you. Every look you gave him, every word you spoke, made his little dick twitch in anticipation.

You push one hand down the back of his pants and the nervous boy falls forward into your chest when you pull on the round fluffy tail that is filling him up. He whimpers, drooling onto your clothes as you play with the plug that was so small and felt yet so big inside of him.

“Awhh kitty, have you been wearing your tail all day, hoping mommy would play with you?”

He hides his face, but you can tell he’s blushing and biting his lip.

His cock springs free and hits your thigh as you push down his pants to free his tail, the friction making Taemin bite your shirt.

“Ouch, Min-ie, you’ve got to be more careful! It hurts when you bite me and you don’t want to hurt mommy, do you?”

You spank him and his legs twitch from the sting. Twisting and turning his tail, you watch in amusement as he struggles to stay still on your lap. You swiftly pull out the plug only to shove it back in again and the quick motion is enough to have Taemin crying out and clinging onto your body.

His little bell hits your chest with every push, ringing uncontrollably.

You wrap one hand around the tip of his cock, holding his throbbing head in a tight grip as you repeatedly thrust the plug in and out of his small hole. A patch of precum stains your palm and you make sure to gather every drop.

Taemin’s tears roll onto your shirt as you bite and suck on his neck and you can tell he’s close to cumming by the way his breath hitches in his throat.

“You’re almost there, kitty, just a little more.”

He ruts his hips into your hand, wincing and crying from the pain of being stretched open. His hole grows more sensitive with each thrust, making him see stars. He’s about to pass out when he suddenly lets out a high-pitched scream and weakly cums on your hand.

His worn-out body lays still on top of yours as Taemin gasps for air. You let one hand run down his back soothingly and he shivers.

His hands grasp onto your wrist of the hand that was still wrapped around his softening cock. Pulling your hand up to his face, he laps up the salty substance, purring at the familiar taste. There was something oddly calming about cleaning up his own mess.

You tenderly stroke his cheek with your thumb and play with the bell around his neck. Watching him fall asleep in your arms, you gently rock his body back and forth and kiss his temple.

“My sweet little kitten”, you whisper and Taemin smiles in his slumber.

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