trashseobin

[trashseobin]

I open my legs for Christopher

destroy me pls sir

[trashseobin]

♡ trying with changbin

↳ pairing: changbin x fem!reader ↳ word count: 6.5k ↳ genre: smut, non-idol!au, friends to lovers!au ↳ summary: when an ex blames you for his inability to make you come, you turn to your friend for help ↳ warnings: 18+ minors dni! mature topics, the mc has an issue with orgasming, toxic ex!, smut (fingering, use of 'good girl', squirting, multiple orgasms, protected sex) ↳ masterlist ♡ updates ↳ reblogs and feedback are always motivating and appreciated! ♡

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“So, if you don’t mind me asking, how come you can’t come?” your date, Minjun, asks from across the table, which results in you choking on your drink to the point of your eyes watering.

The couple sitting next to you shoots you strange looks, but the two are the last thing on your mind. Up until this point, the date was going great, and this feels like a huge smack across the face since it comes out of nowhere.

“What?” You can’t come up with anything meaningful, not when your mind is racing. What does he mean by that? And how in the hell does he know about your little… problem? This is just the first date—he shouldn’t know much about you, anyway.

“Uh… Sumin told us about it when you two broke up, bu—” Minjun starts explaining, but you immediately cut him off, furious at the very mention of your ex’s name. Fucking Sumin and his fucking big mean mouth!

“Who’s us?” you ask, giving your date a glare that makes him break out in a sweat. You already know your ex is trash but is he seriously talking about your sex life to numerous people?

With a sigh, Minjun responds, “I’m, I… The guys from the team.”

Oh, great. So, your fucking ex who wouldn’t know what a clit was if it was shoved in his face—which it was, on numerous occasions, he just didn’t know what do to with it—has apparently told his college football team something you told him in private. Fucking peachy. “Excuse me?”

“I’m sorry for bringing it up,” Minjun says apologetically, clearing his throat. “He was angry after you two broke up and didn’t want to accept your explanation of you two not working out because the sex was bad, so he said it was about you… Uh… Not being able to come. Like, of course the sex is bad if you can’t, you know…”

Not five minutes later, you excuse yourself and leave the restaurant, tears of anger stinging your eyes. You make your way to the apartment with clenched fists, fingernails digging into the flesh of your palms, but you don’t even feel it. Did Sumin really do that? He had to, because how else would Minjun even know about the thing?

It isn’t even important because you’re not seeing the guy again, not after he thought it was appropriate to bring up something like that on the first date. You are thankful he mentioned it to you because it just cements the already horrible opinion you have of your ex. However, it also makes you double angry.

After all, there’s someone else on the team who should have told you about this long before Minjun did, seeing as he was one of your closest friends.

“Seo Changbin!” you scream out his name the second he opens the door.

He’s clearly been napping, seeing as he’s rubbing his eyes and frowning, trying to keep the light out of his eyes. To be frank, you can’t give less of a shit about his nap, so you storm into his apartment and turn on your heel, huffing as you cross your arms over your chest.

“This is not the first time an angry woman is screaming at me,” Changbin says in a groggy voice, closing the door and turning around to face you in the meantime, “but I’m not sure what warranted it this time. How can I help you?”

“Why am I just now hearing from Minjun of all people that Sumin shit-talked me and my orgasms in front of the entire team? Where was my great friend Changbin in this situation?” The tone of voice you’re using makes you sound angry, but you don’t care. You kind of are.

Changbin is on that fucking team, and if Minjun said everyone’s there, your friend must have heard it too. If he wasn’t there, he heard it from his teammates. You’re not expecting him to stand up for you, but he could have at least told you about it so you are aware, so you don’t get blind-sighted on the first date with something so… personal.

“Oh,” he breathes, sighing as he takes a step towards you and reaches to touch your shoulders. “Listen, Minjun clearly didn’t give you the whole story.”

“What is it, then?” you spit the words as you move backward, just out of reach so he can’t touch you. Changbin is great with touches—he can easily get you to relax if he tries to, and right now, you don’t want to be relaxed. You’re fuming and you have every right to be. Changbin’s warm and strong hands will not take that away from you. “I’m listening.”

Your friend runs his fingers through his hair, which is messy from the nap he’s been taking. “Sumin did say that, but it was kind of obvious he was just saying it because he got dumped. Plus, I did tell him to shut the fuck up. When the rest of the guys left the locker room, I had a word with him in private, and he’s never mentioned it since, okay?” He pauses to give you a slow nod.

Changbin has this amazing quality of staying calm in tense situations, and his energy transfers to you since you’re suddenly feeling a lot less angry with him. Sumin, of course, is a whole different story.

“And he actually told people I can’t come?” you ask again, even though two men have already confirmed this. There shouldn’t be any doubt this actually happened.

“Uh,” Changbin swallows, seemingly worried, “he did.” The frown on his face tells you he feels pity for you, which is the worst thing he could feel, in your opinion.

“Peachy.”

“Don’t worry about it, I don’t think anyone took him seriously,” he says in an attempt to comfort you, his hand finally finding your shoulder, which he rubs softly. “He’s a loser. Plus, Minjun isn’t any better, so he’s probably the only person who bought the story. I can always beat them both up if you want to.”

The offer is ridiculous and fake, but you can’t help but chuckle at it. “Thanks, Binnie, it won’t be necessary.”

“Did that idiot really mention this whole thing on the first date?” Changbin asks, now scratching his head as he walks away and plops down on the sofa, patting the spot next to him so you can join him, which you do.

“I mean, good riddance,” you huff, feeling a bit sick for even going out with a guy like that. What the hell were you thinking? “I can’t believe at least ten guys know about this. Now everyone thinks he’s some sex god and there’s something wrong with me.”

“There’s nothing wrong with you, please,” your friend is quick to contradict, his arm now wrapped around your shoulders as he pulls you back into the sofa in an attempt to get you to relax. The familiar warmth of his touch and the smell of whatever cologne or perfume he has on do just that. “He’s just an idiot. Never understood what you saw in that guy.”

You’re not sure either. It was just his looks. Okay, he could be charming when he wanted to, but as soon as you started sleeping together, all the charm disappeared into thin air. “I’m an idiot, too, I guess.”

“Anyway, my offer of beating him up still stands!” Changbin chuckles at his joke, turning on the TV. “Since I’m guessing you left in the middle of the date, how about we order some food and watch something? You’re not going home all upset over this, I’m not letting you.”

The offer sounds like something you need, so you stay there, kicking off your shoes and snuggling up to Changbin, enjoying the warmth of his body as you focus on the screen.

A while later, your mind wanders to the whole problem with Sumin and the fact that he could never get you to come. Your mind wasn’t in it, and you told him not to worry about you not coming because it was a ‘you problem’. You’re an idiot for ever telling him that. For a while, he tried to make you come, but it just couldn’t happen.

After a couple of minutes, you’d just tell him to stop, and he would, wanting to get something in return. Then, after a couple of weeks, he barely tried at all, already knowing it was doomed. So, you never got to come with the dude, and he was spreading the rumor around and making you think you’re “damaged goods,” which was the exact expression he used when you were breaking things off. Damaged goods. Terrible sounding.

Are you damaged goods, though? You know your only purpose in life is not to please men and orgasm on command, but are you missing out on stuff? It seems like everyone out there can do it, except you. Everyone can have a normal relationship and not go home feeling frustrated after sex, except you. You seem to be the only person in your friend circle that goes home after sex and gets off on their own.

“Binnie, you have sex with no strings attached, right?” you ask him out of the blue, which makes his breath hitch in his throat. You two are close and do talk about sex, but never in too much detail.

Changbin quickly recovers, clearing his throat and responding, “Uhm, I guess. Why?”

“Do you find me attractive?” Your question makes both of you stop breathing for a couple of seconds—you in anticipation of his reaction and him for reasons unknown. It’s a strange question when it comes from a close friend, you’re aware.

“What?” Changbin shoots you a weird glance before looking at the screen again. “Who told you that?”

“No one told me anything,” you chuckle, shaking your head, both of you still staring at the screen. “Just humor me, okay?”

“I… Yes, I do, I think you’re gorgeous,” he admits, his voice shaking by the end of it. “What’s this about?”

“Do you want to go down on me?” The offer leaves your mouth easily, and you don’t feel any shame for asking. It’s Changbin, after all.

“I—What?” This time, Changbin finally turns his head to look at you, even though your head is resting on his shoulder. The look on his face gives off total confusion. “What?!”

“Listen,” you say, pushing yourself into a seating position so you can look him right in the eyes. “I want to show that asshole that he is the problem and that someone else can make me come, and who better than you? Rumor has it you’re the best fuck around. Plus, you’re on the team, so everyone can hear about it and know Sumin just doesn’t know what he’s doing.”

“Wow, best fuck around!” Changbin scoffs, looking to the side, clearly deflecting by focusing solely on the compliment. When you clear your throat threateningly, he continues, “I mean, great, thanks, but… Do you seriously want me to say something like that to the entire team?”

“I don’t care,” you respond, not seeing why he was making a big deal out of it. “They already think I’m a loser.”

Changbin shakes his head and takes a deep breath, acting like he’s tired of you. “Trust me, no one thinks that about you.”

“Anyway,” you sigh, “would you be down for it? I can return the favor.”

Changbin gulps loudly, his eyes wandering from your eyes down to your mouth and cleavage, you have to notice. Is he tempted by the offer? Him, the great Seo Changbin, the college playboy?

“You do know I can just go to practice tomorrow and tell them I made you come without… Actually doing it?” he suggests, careful with his words and tone. The way he’s looking at you tells you your friend is actually serious about it.

“I know, but…” You gulp. “It’s true.”

“Oh,” Changbin says softly, sighing and just staring at you for a while as if he is inspecting you for any sort of reaction, but he gets none, other than a pout. “He really is an ass, then.”

You don’t agree this time because there’s always a possibility that Sumin isn’t the problem. Maybe you are more fucked up than you thought. “I… I’d like to get it over with and not have any more people think I’m damaged fucking goods.”

Changbin reaches out before you can even sigh, his hand gripping your shoulder tightly. “Hey, who told you that? Please, tell me you’re not actually serious about it.”

“I do feel like it sometimes,” you admit. Changbin and you usually have deep conversations when drunk, but you’re not drunk now, and this is more serious than anything you two have discussed—more personal. “Everyone can, except me.”

“That’s not true,” your friend tries to reassure you. “People pretend they can and often fake it, but not everyone can, especially not if they’re not comfortable and relaxed and in the right mindset, so it’s not just you. Besides, if I dated a jerk like Sumin who only talks and thinks about himself, I wouldn’t come either.”

His comment makes you chuckle and you instantly feel a lot lighter than you were just a minute ago. “You’re sweet, Changbin, but I’m kind of losing hope here. It’s not that he didn’t try.”

“He didn’t try hard enough, then!” He shrugs, letting go of your shoulder. “There’s not a thing wrong with you, trust me. You said it yourself, I sleep with a lot of people. I should know, right?”

“Yes,” you say with a nod, wondering if you’d ever get to sleep with someone as experienced and understanding as him. “The… The offer is still on the table.”

Your cheeks are burning at this point, but you want to be clear about it—you do want someone to make you come, and he’s the best choice.

“You’re saying you really want me to go down on you?” Changbin asks as he turns the TV off, leaving you two in complete silence, save for the sounds of your breathing.

“Yes.”

“Now?”

Oh, so he’s thinking about it. Somehow, the realization makes you feel better. “If you want to.”

“If you feel comfortable with me, why not?” Changbin shrugs, getting up and then quickly kneeling right in front of you as you keep sitting on the sofa. “What?”

“Oh, you... You’ll just g-go right for it?” you stutter, making your nervousness more obvious.

“Do you want me to do something else first?” He pauses, looking up at you with a confused look on his face. For a second, it all starts feeling awkward, but then Changbin gives you a smile, the type you’re used to, and you have to smile back.

“Can we, uh, I don’t know, kiss or something?”

“Hm,” Changbin nods with a chuckle, getting up and sitting back on the sofa. “So you want the whole experience.”

“If… If you’re willing to.”

“Absolutely.”

He kisses you, and your entire body sets on fire from the inside, skin burning wherever Changbin touches. He’s doing it hungrily, just like you imagine he does with the partners he chooses for himself, like he does with all those girls who spread rumors about him being great in bed, the girls that keep questioning you about your super hot and sweet best friend. His tongue is already making you wet, and it hasn’t even left your mouth. The rumors have to be true.

“Changbin?” you mutter into the kiss softly, wanting to say something before taking it a step further.

“Mhm?” he hums in response, hand squeezing your thigh gently, and that alone is enough to get you wet. You've been close to him before, you've cuddled and touched each other, but nothing about it was sexual. Today, all of his touches make your insides turn with excitement. “Yes?”

“I… If you’re not able to, don’t worry. I mean, don’t take it personally if I don’t come. It’s not you—”

Changbin chuckles softly, his hand moving up to hook a strand of hair behind your ear. “Don’t you worry about me, okay? You’re not going into this with the mindset of ‘I have to come,’ okay? You just relax and let me make you feel good. Don’t worry about whether you’ll come or how I’ll feel if you do or don’t. Just think about how I’m making you feel.”

“Thank you,” you say with a sigh, wondering where men like this have been hiding from you. It's Changbin so you know it won't be embarrassing—it can't be. Plus, he understands, which makes the whole thing infinitely easier. “I… I just don’t want to disappoint.”

“You can't disappoint me,” Changbin huffs, practically rolling his eyes. “Please, stop worrying about it. You just relax and let me… Do my thing.”

“Can you… Treat me like you usually treat women?” you suggest, knowing it sounds stupid. “I mean, whatever is fine with me. Don’t treat me special because I’m a friend, I mean.”

“In that case, you’re not going home until you come,” Changbin informs you with a grin. Oh, is that what fooling around with him is like? No wonder girls seem to love him. “Now, how do you want to do this?”

You two decide on going to his room, letting some music play in the background, which makes the whole thing as comfortable as possible. Changbin even turns on the fairy lights so it’s not too bright for you. He’s currently kissing his way down your naked body, and your mind is drawing blanks. You’re unable to think about anything else other than the fact that you’re completely naked in front of Changbin, the Changbin, and you’re letting him kiss and caress and grope you.

Everything he touches burns in a good way. By the time his mouth reaches your pubic bone, Changbin has left a long wet trail that leads all the way back to your mouth, which is slightly open so you can hiss and softly moan at his every touch. Your thighs want to clench together, but his torso is between them, stopping them from touching and giving you some relief.

“Can I use fingers first?” Changbin asks, giving you a smirk from between your legs, and you feel like you want to disappear. When you suggested this whole thing, you forgot he’d be face to face with your sex like he is now, looking at it like he’s amazed, inspecting its every nook and cranny.

“This would be a lot easier if you were naked too,” is what leaves your mouth before you can even think about all the possible implications.

“Sure,” Changbin agrees readily and pushes himself off the bed. In a matter of seconds, his clothes are on the floor, and he’s kneeling in front of you completely naked, his cock erect. Does kissing you and seeing you naked turn him on that much? His cock looks really hard, and you feel the need to touch it to check just how hard it is, but you don’t. “Better?”

“Perfect,” you say with a gulp, realizing he’s caught you staring at his dick and that a smirk is plastered across his handsome face.

Changbin moves in until he’s kneeling between your legs, his mouth finding yours. While you two kiss, his fingers finally touch your slit, getting wet, and you moan into the kiss. Changbin doesn’t waste time at all, he doesn’t tease or lead you on. Instead, his fingers are already lifting your hood and rubbing your clitoris right from the very start, applying a lot of pressure from the get-go.

“Fuck,” you mumble, hands around his shoulders as you keep him close to you. It's weird having him this close, your chests touching, faces inches away from each other, lips brushing as you speak. “Fuck.”

“Just relax,” he breathes into your mouth before pecking you, making it seem like this is a thing you’ve done a million times before when, in fact, you two haven’t even kissed before tonight, let alone touched each other's naked bodies. “Kiss me… Focus on the fingers only, think about me, hm? Nobody else.”

“Yes, Changbin,” you agree like a fool, completely out of your mind. You can't say a thing—it already feels too good, and he is just… intoxicating.

Even if you tried, it would be hard to focus on anything other than him. Changbin is not a big guy, but right now, it feels like he’s towering over you and taking every ounce of control. All you can do is spread your legs further and let him play with your clit as you lie underneath him.

The more he touches you, the wetter you get and the more you clench around nothing. As if Changbin feels that, he eases a finger into you, and then another. You hiss, enjoying the sudden feeling of fullness. Somehow, he lifts himself up on his knees, wraps one arm around your waist, and pulls you into a half-sitting position, with your elbows serving as support to keep your back off the bed.

“Want me to move?” you ask, unsure of where he’s going with this, but he kisses you again, his mouth seemingly eager for yours. With every kiss, you want your friend more, and you’re not sure how Changbin is doing that to your head—it's simple fingering. You’ve experienced this many times before, it shouldn’t feel special.

It’s just that his lips are soft and whenever they touch yours, they’re gentle, but when he’s tonguing you, he’s acting needy, humming into the kisses, and the hums are beginning to sound like moans. Thankfully. Otherwise, you’d be the only one moaning here, but it’s impossible not to when he has two fingers inside of you and is curling them the right way, rubbing you from the inside.

“No, no… Stay just like this,” Changbin mumbles into the kiss when you try to sit up fully, the tone of voice he’s using turning you on even more. “Let me know if it feels good.”

And then, Changbin starts moving his fingers so fast you feel like someone’s hit you in the stomach and knocked the breath out of you. Every inhale sounds like one you’d take after being underwater for a long time, and your hand flies to his shoulder, fingernails digging into the skin the same way your teeth are digging into his bottom lip as you try to stifle your loud moan.

Your other hand keeps you up in this strange position, and your eyes focus only on Changbin and the way he’s looking at you. His brows are furrowed over his eyes, and he seems focused on your face too, as if he’s trying to read your feelings through it. You can’t look away—not a single guy has ever looked at you that way while he fucked you with his fingers, or any other way, for that matter.

Despite his pretty face calming you down, your breathing is still heavy like you’ve just run a marathon. His fingers are poking you from the inside in a new way, and you can’t get used to the amount of pleasure he’s already giving you.

Changbin chuckles at that and coaxes you softly, “Mhm, just like that… You feel so ready for dick already. Bet it’d fucking fit right in.”

You want to say something back, but you can’t. Changbin is hitting that spot you always hit with your vibrator, and the dirty talk is doing him all the favors. You two didn’t agree on fucking, but the second he mentions his dick inside of you, you know you’ll let your friend fuck you if he asks. There's no way in hell you’re telling Changbin no, not when his dick looks that good. The man’s perfect from head to toe.

Suddenly, a feeling of warmth washes over your entire body, goosebumps follow soon after, and so does your release. The only thing that runs through your mind when you feel pleasure rush through you is that you can’t believe a man is making you come. “Good girl,” Changbin tells you, and that ruins you. “Look at you coming for me.”

Embarrassingly, you squirt into Changbin’s hand with a scream since it’s the most intense thing you’ve experienced with another person up to date. Your body is still clenching and releasing, but the second you realize you’ve squirted, you push yourself back, away from his reach. “Fuck, fuck fuck, ah—Changbin!”

You sound like an animal in heat—you’ve never made yourself come that intensely, especially not with fingers, and you’re unsure of how exactly Changbin did it. Still, what’s more worrisome is the fact that you’ve made a mess out of his bed without any warning.

“Oh, no, no, where are you going?” Changbin asks with a chuckle, crawling over to you, getting between your legs, and practically lying on top of you so he can pin you down and kiss you, stop you from moving to the other side of the bed. “I told you to relax, and you did. Good. Don’t even worry about my bed or anything like that.”

You scoff, unable to look away when his face is almost pressed into yours, when his eyes are so warm. “How do you always know what I’m thinking?”

“You’re my friend, I know you,” he says before leaning in to kiss you. “Just let it go. Listen, you can come. And you can clearly do it fast and hard. Therefore, it’s not a you problem.”

The realization makes you both smile. You’ve been so preoccupied with his bed and the fact that it’s wet because of you that you forgot the most important part—Changbin made you come. “You are great at this,” you compliment him, hands moving up so you can tangle your fingers in his ruffled hair. “Thank you.”

“I did the bare minimum,” Changbin chuckles and presses a soft peck to your lips. “Want to try some more?”

The question ignites some sort of a fire in you again, and you find it so hard to look away from him. “I… I mean, sure.”

“But?” He gets up on his forearms and smirks at you knowingly, already realizing something is on your mind.

“I only asked you for one, I don’t want to bothe—”

Changbin says your name with a scoff, interrupting you. “Stop, right now. You think touching you is a bother to me?” A shake of his head is enough to show you you’re wrong, but he still continues, “I’m enjoying myself, and I’d really like to see just how many times you can come with someone you trust enough. If you want that, of course.”

“I’d love that,” you say selfishly. You want him to keep going forever if you’re being honest. The line between friendship and lust has to be thin, and Changbin is just skipping over it fully tonight.

Two is the number of orgasms in a row Changbin can give you using just his mouth, you find out that night. Every time he makes you come, you see stars, your abs clench so much they hurt, and your body twists like you’re being electrocuted.

You can’t help it, though, not when his tongue touches you just right—enough pressure to stimulate you, not too much to ruin it. The best thing about him giving head? He focuses on one place instead of moving all around. When your exes went down on you, they’d all switch positions, focus first on the clit, then on shoving their tongue inside of you, and you’d just lose momentum and have to start building it again from scratch.

Not Changbin, though. He’s practically making out with your clit, his chin pressed against your slit, and when he emerges after making you come for the first time with his tongue, you realize his lips and chin are smeared with the remnants of your excitement.

As if he can read your mind, he smirks, “You taste so fucking good, you have no idea.”

The next orgasm is both better and worse—better because of the intensity, worse because of the way your body reacts, twisting and turning more and more each time, leaving you exhausted.

Changbin’s hands keep your thighs in place, spread wide, allowing him easy access to your soaked core. His bed is unusable at this point, you’re sure. You feel how wet everything is under your ass, and you’re sure he’ll feel it later when he goes to bed, but you’re not even going to mention it, scared of him reprimanding you for thinking about it while he’s going down on you.

Besides, you’d be crazy to think about a fucking bed when the hottest person you know has his head shoved between your legs and is moaning into your cunt.

“Fucking Sumin!” Changbin snickers as he suckles on the inside of your thigh. “You were right, he has no idea what he’s doing.”

“Or you just do,” you quickly add. Maybe it wasn’t Sumin or any other guy before him. Maybe it was you, and the fact that you couldn’t relax around men, that you kept overthinking everything to the point of ruining all the fun for yourself. With Changbin, you just don’t have that problem—he’s too good of a friend for that.

Changbin smirks again, peeling his lips away from your inner thigh to respond, “Don’t give me too many compliments, they might go to my head.”

“Dude, your mouth and fingers are perfect, you should feel cocky about that.” It’s true. Even if you didn’t already think he was perfect, you would have started now after feeling his mouth and fingers on you.

“I’m just happy you got to do it,” Changbin says happily, and you know he really is. That’s just the type of friend he is. “Another round?”

Your abs hurt and your thighs are still slightly shaking, but all you can think about is him. So, you shake your head to say no and ask, “Do you want me to, uh, take care of you?”

Suddenly, Changbin goes all stiff, and there’s no smile on his face as he tells you, “You don’t have to.”

“I know, Binnie,” you reassure him. “But I want to.”

“Because you want to pay me back? Because it that’s the case, I do—”

You’re sure he’s going to go on a tangent about him doing you a friendly favor without expecting anything in return and how he doesn’t want you to do something you don’t want to do, but you just have to cut him off. “No. Because you turn me on and you’re hot and you’ve made me feel amazing. I… If you have a condom, we can do it.”

There’s a sudden shift in his behavior, as noticeable as the one earlier. Now, he’s sporting a smirk and looking straight into your eyes as he speaks confidently, “Uh, you’ll have to use a bit more words to convince me you want this.”

“Please, Binnie!” You scoff, but soon realize he’s serious. He wants you to say it. “Okay. I want to fuck you, if you want that too.”

“And if I don’t want it, you wouldn't want it either?” he suggests, the pads of his fingers thumping along your inner thigh, so close to your sopping core.

“No,” you shake your head at him, “I’d still want it.”

“Why?” Changbin asks, making you realize he really wants to hear all of it. Who are you to stay quiet after everything he’s just done for you?

“Because I can’t even imagine what your dick feels like if your mouth and fingers feel this good,” you admit, feeling some blood rush to your cheeks. You notice that his cock twitches at your words, and that gives you a bit more confidence. “Is that good enough?”

“That’s… Wonderful. Can you do better?”

Can you? Not usually, but since it's Changbin and shame just isn't a thing around him, you do your best.

“Hm… Because I want to fuck you? Your fingers feel perfect, but I think you’ll stretch me just right when you fuck me. And I’d love for you to make me come around your dick, too.”

“Sumin is the biggest fucking idiot,” he grunts and gets up to get the condom.

When he gets back on top of you, Changbin kisses you gently before asking, “Sorry, last time. You’re sure you want to fuck me?”

You can’t help but chuckle and cup his face, pulling him in closer for a kiss. “Yes. We already took it here, might as well… Feel each other that way too.”

“Hm, I’d like that,” he hums gently. His expression softens for a second and he begins kissing you slowly. You stay like that for a while until he breaks the kiss and asks, “How do you like it?”

“I trust your judgment,” you say quietly, and then Changbin puts on the condom.

If you thought he was great with his fingers, you think he’s perfect with his cock. There’s no stinging because of the amount of attention Changbin has already given your heat, so he slides right in on the first try. He grunts when that happens, closing his eyes for a second. You think that's the hottest thing you've seen—this big manly guy on top of you with a face scrunched in pleasure because he got to feel you around him. “Okay?” he mutters through gritted teeth.

You hum in response, giving him a slight nod before you take a deep breath. “Feels good.”

“What?” Changbin asks before he slides his cock out and then eases it into you again, clearly trying to get your walls used to his girth so he can start moving freely. Thoughtful, just like you thought he’d be.

“You in me,” you respond with a grin.

For a second, everything stops as Changbin looks at you, his expression softening. Like he remembers what he is here for, he nods and starts moving a bit faster, using his knees as support, elbows on each side of your shoulders, planted firmly on the bed. “Good, that’s how it should feel.”

“How does it feel for you?” You’re not sure why you’re asking this question—you never do. He’s a guy, he has his cock in you, you’re guessing he feels just fine, but something in you has to know. Maybe you’ve realized you enjoy hearing Changbin’s compliments.

“It’s warm,” he notes and shoves his dick into you all the way, this time a bit harder. Then, he pulls out. “It’s tight.” With that, you get another hard slam, which causes your legs to fall open. “It’s wet. What do you think I feel?”

“Had to check,” you hiss the words, feeling your breathing getting faster the faster he moves his hips. He's just rocking them back and forth at this point, and you already feel so full.

“You don't have to do anything today,” Changbin explains with a smile, “just enjoy it.”

You focus on doing that while he fucks you, so you end up kissing him, cupping his face, tugging at his hair, wrapping your legs around his waist while he shoves his cock into you sharply, in a way that makes you moan with each thrust. “You're so good at this,” you compliment him again, and Changbin responds by pushing you further into the mattress and easing his tongue into your mouth while his hips keep bucking into yours.

You're dripping wet at this point and you're sure you got it all over him too, but he's to blame. Changbin is the one who is doing everything right, who moves so quickly, who hits all the right spots, who smells and tastes so good you never want him to stop, even if you already feel like you'll be sore tomorrow.

As if he suddenly remembers what you two are doing, Changbin sneaks a hand between your bodies and starts rubbing your clit, but you stop him by hissing. “Please, I can't,” you mumble, lips practically touching. “Too sensitive, I can't—”

“Thought you wanted me to make you come like this, too,” he hums questioningly but moves his hand away from your clit right away.

“I talk too much when I'm horny,” you explain with a chuckle, which makes Changbin laugh. You really did think you could take another orgasm, that you could go all night, but your body is saying no. 

“Want me to stop?” Changbin suggests with a slight tremble in his voice, and you realize he doesn't want it to end. He didn’t come yet, so that comes as no surprise.

“No. I want you to come,” you say, cupping his cheeks again.

“Can you make me?” he asks with a cocked-up eyebrow, and you gulp, wondering how exactly he wants you to do that. You’re sure Changbin has a lot of sex, so who knows what type of thing he’s used to? More importantly, can you do it for him?

“How?”

“Clench hard,” Changbin instructs slowly, through a whisper. You do as asked, and his cock almost falls out of your hole because the pressure practically pushes it out. “Good girl. Now, unclench and move your hips toward me.”

You do as asked again and let his cock enter you fully again. Even if it seems like a simple movement, it's a lot of work and your core is aching, but Changbin’s soft moans make it all worth it. So this is what he likes—being in someone, and that someone pleasuring him this way.

“Like that?” you ask after you do it three or four times, wanting to be sure you’re doing a good job.

“Go as slow or hard as you want,” Changbin chirps, resting his sweaty forehead against yours, groaning quietly. “It's perfect either way.”

Even though he said both ways work, you decide to go faster and make him come that way, wanting to make him feel as good as he's made you feel. So you start moving faster, clenching harder, moaning with each move you make, and that gets Changbin to make the sweetest sounds as his forehead rests on the bed next to you, mouth right next to your ear. “Just like that, fuck! Feel so tight… Wet… Fuck, keep going, yes—”

You make him come not long after, and thankfully, Changbin doesn't move away from your body. You feel comforted by the weight of his body on yours, by the heat he provides, by the kisses he's planting on the side of your face. After a while, Changbin realizes he’s still on top of you, so he pushes himself off and lies on his back, breathing heavily. “Sorry, it was comfortable.”

“It-it really was,” you agree, reaching out to hold his hand that’s resting on the bed between your bodies. You’re not sure why you do it, but it’s too late to turn back. Thankfully, Changbin intertwines his fingers with yours without a word. Maybe words are unnecessary right now. You both seem to be on the same page anyway.

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can i request an imagine where changbin takes care of his s/o who has really bad cramps, but like REALLY bad cramps, and he’s so cute and soft, just helping a lot with cuddles and all kind of things his s/o wants, i’m going through my period and it’s so vaad i just want changbin :(

TW: talking about periods, mainly fluff

I really feel like Changbin would rush to the store as soon as you messaged him, hoodie and face mask on to hide him from embarrassment. Looking through the aisles he tries to remember what pads you usually use.

"I know they're one with wings" he mutters to himself looking at the endless choices on the shelves.

"Hi sir is there anything I can help you with?" a female voice to the right of him asks and he sees a small women standing there. With redness painting his face he stumbles on his words as he tells the lady what you need and she quickly grabs it for him and assists at the counter. With a proud smile he heads home.

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Groggily you wake up from your nap, rubbing your eyes in response to the blinding sun. You search the room for Changbin hoping he would be back from work already but no sign of him from your bed. Wrapping yourself in your blanket you roll into the fetus position feeling the period pain flaring back up, your now cold velcro heat pack sits beside you.

'CLANK'

You jump as the noise comes from the kitchen realising Changbin is home. Your bedroom door swings open and you see Changbin with a pile of assorted groceries in his hands.

"Oh did I wake you up? I tried to be quiet but I knocked over the baking tray while getting the cookies ready" he chuckles to himself walking over to the bed and places the items at the end " so I got you tampons and winged pads, wasn't sure which one. some painkillers, your favourite chocolate, chips, lemonade for your nauseous tummy and this stuffed animal" he holds up the stuffed sloth and smilies brightly and proudly, you smile back looking at him with much love and adoration.

"That stuffed animal is nice, but I love my Binnie cuddles" you stretch your arms wide open inviting him in for a hug. Changbin slides in the bed, pulling you in for a hug and kissing your forehead "its nice to be home" you mumble drifting off again.

#changbin smut #stray kids #stray kids headcanons #stray kids reactions #stray kids imagine #stray kids scenarios #seo changbin #seo changbin imagines #skz imagines #skz smut #changbin

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Okey so, for a few weeks I've been dealing with some eating problems (I don't know if I should call it eating disorder, probably cause I'm almost underweight at this point lol) and even though today has been better I wanted to ask you if you could write something for skz (if you don't want to do it for the 8 of them it's okey, just Han and Hyunjin will be enough:)) comforting or dealing with an s/o with an eating disorder, or who doesn't want to eat or is constantly looking at the calories of every food and all of that.

Thank you for taking your time on this hehe, it's okey If you don't feel comfortable and you don't write this <3

Sorry this is so late, I haven't been writing a lot but from me I hope you're well now and if not this could help you

TW: Eating disorders, fluff

The day started the same, you woke up in the dorm in your room and trudged to the kitchen to get your breakfast. Your brain was running at 100 miles a minute as you calculated the calories in the food in front of you.

"Hey" a soft voice came from behind you and you saw Felix in his grey sweat pants and yellow jumper "what's for breakfast?" his eyes shined as his smile grew from ear to ear. You shrugged pouting at the choices in front of you "I've got you" he pulls out the chair and motions for you to sit. Once you take a seat Jeongin joins you and Felix in the kitchen, it's too early to have all this sunshine in the room. Felix and Jeongin eat breakfast with you and you share in conversation filled with laughs making breakfast time less scary. Felix knows you find it hard to start the day with a healthy breakfast so he makes an effort to get up and make you breakfast in the morning that he shares with you.

Han notices your changing thinning frame and watches a movie with you "Y/N, you know we all love you right?" You nod smiling at him "we want to look after you, all 8 of us. We hate to see you not being able to enjoy a filing meal and getting all thin. You're beautiful the way you are, you're not alone and we will help you anyway we can" Han hugs you and you lay your head down on his chest, the tears falling with you. Seungmin gives you his favourite dog plushie when ever you're feeling weak.

Hyunjin drives you to your therapy appointments every week then joins you at the gym with Changbin, as Changbin is trying to help you maintain a healthy weight through exercising and stretching well.

At dinner Minho makes your favourite dish which you share with the boys. The table is surrounded with banter and heaps of warmth. It makes your forget about the calories and focusing on the people and the conversation around you. Chan drives the conversation as he sees the upbeat atmosphere helps you to continue to eat.

#changbin scenarios #stray kids #stray kids headcanons #stray kids imagine #stray kids reactions #stray kids scenarios #lee felix #jeongin #seungmin #han jisung #seo changbin #lee know skz #bangchan #bang chan

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Changbin just trapping you with his hands on either side of your head as he slams into you roughly. Changbin leaves bite marks on your neck to mask his moans, thrusts getting sloppy as he feels you clench tight around him, the bites sending shivers down your body.

#changbin scenarios #changbin smut #seo changbin #skz smut #stray kids #stray kids headcanons #stray kids imagine #stray kids reactions #stray kids scenarios #seo changbin imagines #skz imagines

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Send me some things to write or some thoughts, I am much in a writing mood

#skz smut #skz changbin #skz imagines #skz x reader #skz x stay

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But imagine Changbin as your roommate and one night you decide to watch a movie and cuddle a bit because you two are clingy and you don't wear a bra on purpose and your top is thin and sheer and he feels so shy bit turned on at the same time someone save him

YOU ARE ALL GONNA MAKE ME WILD!

Warning: NSFW, Basically smut

You're spooning while watching the movie. This is just normal for you as best friends that live together. It feels comfortable and safe. Little does Changbin know that you're not wearing a bra, he is oblivious to the hard nipples poking through your shirt. That is until his hands brush past your nipples making an audible whimper,

"You ok?" He asks and you nod your head holding back the whimpers you want to let out. Changbin is confused at the sound you made but he realises when he notices when he feels a warmth around his thigh. His cheeks turn tomato red, his best friend is horny and basically soaked on him. Taking a deep breath a idea pops into his mind and he starts moving his thigh earning a muffled moan from you. He always had a crush on you but this was next level.

Slowly his hands crept to your breasts and started flicking, pulling and twisting your nipples. This earned your ass now grinding into his now hard cock, pressing hard in his pants. His right hand now wondered under the waistband of your panties and he chuckled feeling how wet you were. Fingers stimulating your clit then wandering into your empty hole, your pussy suffocating his fingers. Your hand now finding his hard cock, spitting in your hand you now go and give his cock a few hard pumps before you hear him whine,

"Please Y/N, I need you" you wiggle your ass in response then move your panties to the side so he can slide into your tight wet pussy. Changbin is basically hugging you from behind while he thrusts into you, eyes rolling back as he stretches and fills you up.

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"Oh my god, they were roommates"

#skz au #changbin smut #seo changbin #seo changbin imagines #skz smut #stray kids #stray kids headcanons #stray kids imagine #stray kids reactions #stray kids scenarios #changbin

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Sorry I’ve been IA lately. A lot going on with uni! Send me a request and I’ll get to it!

#skz smut #skz fluff #skz imagines #skz writing #skz reactions

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UGH PLEASE CHANGBIN AND THIGH RIDING with heaps of dirty talk 😩😩😩

Mans got such strong big thighs. He would love to see you all needy and panting, begging for him as you stimulate your clit on his thigh. Binnie would smirk and feel himself getting extremely hard in his pants that it's almost unbearable. Feeling up around your body his arousal builds and when you come undone on his thigh, he blushes as he follows you cum filling up his pants.

#changbin smut #seo changbin #seo changbin imagines #skz smut #stray kids #stray kids headcanons #stray kids imagine #stray kids reactions #stray kids scenarios #changbin #changbin scenarios

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Hyunjin overstimulating you until your a crying mess: yes please 😝😩

The sweat dripping down his forehead as he continues to pound you. I imagine him with the red hair and his eyes are piercing with lust. Hyunjin gets more excited when he hears you whining and moaning loudly. He wants everyone to hear you moan and cry his name. That smirk covering his face as you fall apart around his cock again milking him till the last drop.

OFFTTTTTTT

#hyunjin stray kids #hyunjin scenarios #hyunjin x reader #hyunjin #skz smut #stray kids #stray kids headcanons #stray kids imagine #stray kids reactions #stray kids scenarios #skz

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What do you think Chans kinks are?

If Chan doesn't have a kink for you calling him Daddy, my whole life is a LIE.

I also think he is a real strong switch, he would love to degrade you mixed with compliments but would love to also be tied up and used to your pleasure.

This might be a reach but I think he would enjoy being a master to his own little puppy girl. Having the control of leashing her, praising her and punishing her when he wants would make him feel so good. Man is 100% a brat tamer.

#bang chan smut #bang chan #skz smut #stray kids #stray kids headcanons #stray kids imagine #stray kids reactions #stray kids scenarios

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Just wondering what you think Changbin’s kinks are?

I think Changbins kinks are

Breeding- I think Changbin loves to claim you and let everyone know that only he can touch you. What better way than to knock you up and fill you with his hot cum. Changbin would also like you to call him Master, Daddy or sir.

I think he may also be into being tied up. The fact that he can't touch you and claim you the way he wants makes him frustrated and hard.

I also think he would get high on the fact of nearly being caught, touching you under the table makes him hard and his cheeks flush.

#skz imagines #skz smut #stray kids #stray kids headcanons #stray kids reactions #stray kids imagine #stray kids scenarios #seo changbin imagines #seo changbin #changbin smut

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Can I please ask for a reaction when your scared of storms?

I don't know if this is specific to a member but I imagine this with Han, in my imagination he is scared also of storms particularly thunder. Han runs into your shared room from the lounge to find you also shaking and whimpering. Han slides into the bed next to you, wrapping you in a hug and rubbing your back softly as he coos into your ear.

You end up watching Disney movies together, cuddled together as the thunder echos through the house making you jump and laugh together as you feel so so safe in each others arms.

#han jisung #soft skz #skz imagines #skz au #skz fluff #stray kids

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I just. my heart is so sad for Ukraine. If I have any Ukrainian followers reading this, I really hope you and your loved ones are safe and well and that everything is resolved with minimal bloodshed.

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☾ 𝙂𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝘽𝙤𝙮𝙨 𝙁𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙁𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 ☺︎︎

Genre: smut

Warnings: adult content ahead

established relationship w/ ten

synopsis: testing his limits

Mentions of handjob, overstimulation slight sub!idol (not really tho)

His skin feels hot beneath your palm while your other hand continued steady strokes on his cock. Sitting up perched against the headboard with ten between your legs, completely bare, just like you wanted him. His hands placed on either side of your hips for support and so he doesn’t crush you.

“You’re doing so well for me baby. Always take what I give you so good.” Speaking praises in his ear, places a kiss on the shell of it.

Ten’s breath hitched while rolling his hips in the mattress as he felt another orgasm build up, ready to chase it.

“I wanna come.” He says, already sounding so out it and you barely got started.

Paying close attention to his words, you couldn’t help but feel proud of him. Ten knows that whenever he was ready to come, you always ask him to let you know before hand and teaching him the difference of saying he wants to and that he’s going to.

Going to, yes he acknowledges it to you that he’s ready but also meaning he was going to come on his own accord and you have no problem with that if sex that day would be sensual. However, being sensual wasn’t on the agenda. You playing with him means that you are in control.

Telling you that he wants to come makes you aware that he’s ready but only if you gave him permission, is when he could let go.

“Come for me then.” You continue pumping him until he came, shooting white ropes against his stomach, while the rest collected around your closed fist.

Taking your hand from him momentarily to wipe the sticky cum on his thigh before returning it to his cock to repeat the process.

Ten lets out this strangled cry, sounding close to tears. The feeling in his arms diminished, making them too weak to support himself anymore, and collapses against you. However, You were there to uphold him, allowing him to rest but not entirely.

“Too much.” He spits out while gripping the sheets beneath his hands.

“Do you want me to then? Have you reached your limit?”

You paused on his cock, causing him to whine and placing a hand on yours to resume your movement.

“N-no. I can keep going.” His answer makes you smile and goes to kiss his cheek.

“Good boy.”

Rolling your wrist to speed up your pace on his cock. Rubbing over his slit, under his head too. He likes it more when you spat in your hand and rubbed it all over him, making him all slick following with wet noises as a bonus. The filthy act shoots more blood to his cock, exciting him.

He moans loudly, throwing his head back on you shoulder as you begin to fondle with his balls, rolling them around in your palm.

You seize the opportunity to suck on his skin as his neck is visibly exposed to you.

“P-please I'm so close and I've been so good for you.” His voice tremors, pushing his hips down further in the mattress as if they already weren't.

“I know. That's why I'm allowing you to come.”

Not seconds later and he's spilling again as his third orgasm washes over him. He babbles thank you’s, thinking that it was over.

Ten then screams, feeling that you yet put an end to it, increasing your pace more.

Shaking his head, “I can't. I can't! Please stop.”

He cries out and tries to escape from your touch on him. Taking your legs between his and spread them wider while him pinning still against you. Despite his pleads, you knew he had another one in him. The way his body responded proved it, almost as if he was conflicted to running from the feeling or letting himself get entangled with it all over again.

The latter was evident, seeing Ten’s hips buck more in your hand as he gets a familiar swelling in his stomach for the fourth time.

Wanting nothing more than for him to fall into euphoria, you allow him to come, watching him fall apart as he did.

Once riding out his high, ten lies limply against you, collecting himself after all he went through from the past hour.

“You did good baby.”

Turning his head with your cum-free-hand, bringing him into a kiss. His lips were a bit dry, probably from all the panting but you didn’t mind cause the kiss was still sweet.

Pulling away, his eyes are clouded with sleep but he manages to shoot you a tired smile. Kissing him once more, you carefully removed yourself from him and go to the bathroom to retrieve a damp cloth to clean him up.

Ten is already asleep when you return. The cool rag against his skin makes him stir yet remains. You're careful when cleaning around his groin, knowing that he was still sensitive and not wanting to cause him further discomfort.

After you were done, you placed everything aside and climbed underneath the blankets with him, drawing him closer to your chest.

“I didn't make you come.” He mumbles with a slight frown forming between his brows.

Kissing it away and reassuring him, “it's okay baby. Today was about you.”

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Could you possibly do a Dom Changbin X sub Thick/curvy reader smut?? like the reader is kinda down on themselves and changbin fucks the sense back into them …. 😳

Pairings: Seo Changbin x Fem!Reader

Genre: angst, fluff, mature

Content warnings: SoftDom!Changbin, Chubby!Reader, idol!Changbin, mentions of body insecurities, depictions of fat-shaming, vanilla sex, piv, fingering and oral (f.recieving), nipple play, body praising, unprotected sex, aftercare, a lot of fluff

Word count: 2.9k words

Author's note: some themes in this fic can be triggering to some people. Please heed the content warnings before proceeding.

With a sigh, Changbin removes his gym shoes by the doorway, gym bag in hand, as he closes the door behind him. "Y/n, baby?" He calls out as he hangs his keys on the key holder near the light switch. "In here!" He hears you say from the living room, to which he immediately goes to greet you.

"Hey, baby." He says with a smile as soon as he sees you sitting on the couch, phone in hand. But what made him slightly worry, albeit suspicious, with the way you quickly closed your phone and put it away as if you were hiding something.

"Hey," you greet back, slightly surprised at how quick he came to find you. "Is everything alright?" Changbin did not miss the way you stiffen the moment he asked you, your eyes briefly looking away from his before nodding your head yes and feigning the best reassuring smile that you can muster. "Mmhmm, everything is alright. Why ask, babe?"

You have been with Changbin for two years now, so he knows you well enough, like the back of his palm. You were a great lover and a bright student who's been sitting on the dean's list for three consecutive years now, but if there's one thing you're bad at, it's in lying.

God, you were a lousy liar, and Changbin knows it. So when you told him that everything was fine, he knew that you weren't telling him the truth, and he was persistent enough to fish out an answer from you.

He gives you a stern look, and you sigh, having caught on that he wasn't buying any of your excuses.

"I'm sorry." You tell him as you avert your gaze from his. "Just... just look at these comments." You say as you unlock your phone before showing him what you were reading moments before he got home.

"Fat bitch, it's not fair she's dating Seo Changbin. They don't even look good together."

"Maybe Changbin should bring her to the gym often so she can shed some weight."

"She's only making Changbin look bad. Why did JYP even allow this to happen?"

"I won't be surprised if she dies early with a heart attack. She looks like a pig."

"Did Changbin's taste on women really go bad?"

"Changbin deserves better."

Changbin only looks at the phone screen in horror as he read the horrible comments under an article that was just recently published as soon as your relationship with him went public. He was angry, no, furious, because how dare they say mean and rude things towards you.

As soon as he hears you sniffle, he is immediately pulled from his thoughts, only to see your crying figure on the couch. Changbin felt his heartache at the sight of your tears endlessly rolling from your face.

"Baby..." he says as he goes to sit beside you, immediately engulfing you in a hug. "T-they were so mean, Binnie. It hurts." You sob out, clutching onto him as you cry. Changbin rubs soothing circles on your back as he hugs you tighter, letting you cry it all out. "I know, love. I know." He says, planting a solemn kiss on your temple. "Do you... do you think what they said is true? T-that you deserve better?" You ask him as you pull away from the hug, your lip quivering as you try to stop your tears. "Baby, no. Don't think like that." He coos as he wipes the tears from your face. "Don't let them get through your head, okay? That's what they want, so don't let them. I love you for who you are, and nothing is going to change that, love." Changbin's voice was gentle as ever, your cries now simmering into sobs and sniffles. "Should- Should I lose weight now? I-I can go to the gym with you if you want."

Changbin sighs, shaking his head as he clears the stray hairs from your face. "Baby, there's nothing wrong when it comes to losing weight. In fact, if that's what you want, I'll support you. But if you're only doing it for the sake of pleasing other people, I don't think that's a good approach." He explains, putting your hands on his, thumbing at your skin. "If you really wanna lose weight, do it for yourself, not for others. Don't put yourself something through that. In my eyes, you are the most beautiful and the sexiest woman that has ever existed, and if you can't see it, let me be your eyes, and I'll show you." You whine at his words, still slightly flustered as you wipe the last of your tears.

"I love you so much, and nothing is going to change that." He says as he cups your cheeks before pulling you in to place a kiss on your forehead. "I love you too," you reply, leaning into his touch, and you sigh. "Thank you for giving me the reassurance that I need." Changbin chuckles at your words. "It's no biggie; I just wanted to cheer my princess up." You smile as he rests his forehead against yours, enjoying the skinship that he provides. "Don't worry, I'll talk to my company about this. I'll make sure they won't be able to comment rude things like that."

"Thanks, Bin."

"You're welcome, now come here." He says before playfully pinning you down on the couch then attacking your face with kisses, making you squirm and giggle. "Changbin, s-stop!" You say in between laughs as you shield yourself from him. "How could I stop when you're just so adorable." He says as he squishes your cheeks before planting them with more kisses. "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you." He says with each kiss, landing the final one on your lips.

You sigh as he rests above you, body hovering over yours, and your arms instinctively wrap around his neck as he rubs soothing circles on the skin of your outer thigh. Comfortable silence looms over the two of you, basking over the solemn atmosphere. "Can I kiss you?" Changbin asks, and you laugh, breaking the silence. "Baby, you literally just showered me with a lot of them just moments ago. I'm pretty sure kissing me again won't be any different." You tell him, and he shakes his head. "Just wanting to see if you're comfortable with it, that's all."

"Besides..." He mutters as he lowers his face, his lips lightly brushing against yours. "I wanna show you how much I love you." You blush at his words as you look into his eyes which bears nothing but pure love and sincerity that made your heart soar. "I wanna make you feel all of my love, wanna make love to you. Can I?" His voice was merely a whisper, gentle and soft-spoken, and still, it sent your heart racing in anticipation.

You nodded and gave him a reassuring smile before muttering a small "yes."

Changbin moves his lips with yours; the action is smooth and gentle yet passionate as he cups your cheek to pull you in even more to deepen the kiss. In response, your arms came to fly around his neck, your fingers carding through the back of his head, and he hums at the sensation.

The moment he slips his tongue in, you can already feel the heat pooling in between your legs, moaning against his muscle, and he practically keens, slipping his knee in between your legs while his free hand moves to cup your breast, feeling the nipple that hardens beneath his palm.

"Wait, wait--" you said as you pull away from the kiss. "Not on the couch, please." Changbin chuckles at your pouty face, and he nods, muttering a quick "cutie" before carrying you bridal style. "Changbin put me down! I'm heavy." You said as you held on to his shoulders as he brings you to your shared bedroom. "Who said that? You're as light as a feather, baby."

The trip to the bedroom was quick, with him quickly opening and closing the door before laying you down on the bed. As your back hits the sheets, he quickly hoovers over your body, slotting himself in between your legs.

"You are so beautiful, Y/n." He says, caressing your legs. His words made you blush, heat rushing to your cheeks, and you instinctively covered your face. "I swear, if you don't stop teasing me, you're gonna sleep on the couch tonight." You whined out, earning a chuckle from him. "I wasn't teasing you, dummy." He says as he takes your hands off of your face before leaning in to kiss you again, this time a little bit more different. The kiss was needier, more rushed and desperate, his lips hungrily chasing yours.

You feel the outline of his cock straining against his gym shorts, digging into your clothed core, his hands traveling beneath your shirt, and Changbin moans against your mouth at the feeling of your bare chest against his hands, your nipples hard and sensitive beneath his touch.

"This needs to go," he says as he pulls away from the kiss before removing your shirt. Changbin felt his cock twitch at the sight of your topless figure below him, your tits in full display, and he wastes no time in grabbing your right boob, giving it a tentative squeeze before popping the nipple in his mouth. His tongue works against the soft bud while his free hand toys with the other nipple, twisting it in between his fingers, making you moan and arch your back towards him. "God, I love your tits." He says before moving to your other nipple, his mouth immediately latching on while his other hand travels down towards your shorts, slipping beneath the fabric.

"Fuck, Changbin-- please, need your fingers." you moan out, your hips bucking towards him. "Getting impatient, aren't we, angel?" With one swift motion, he removes your remaining clothing, discarding it somewhere in the room before spreading your legs wide open. "Look at that," he says with a sigh, his eyes trained towards your glistening cunt as he rubs your inner thighs. "So beautiful."

Changbin spreads your folds with his thumbs before slipping a finger in between, gathering as much of your wetness. "You're dripping, sweetheart, can't let that go to waste, can we?"

Changbin buries his face in between your thighs, his tongue darting to lick a fat stripe over your cunt, and he moans at the way you taste. "Fuck, Binnie--" you moan out as you grip the sheets below you, the feeling of his tongue moving against your clit sends sparks of pleasure all throughout your body, making your thighs quake. "You taste so good, my love. So, so good." He then adds a finger inside your core, curling it until it reaches your sweet spot, and you practically scream. "Ngh, more. N-need more, please."

"Anything for my good girl," Changbin says before adding another finger, his mouth now latching unto your clit, his tongue massaging the sensitive bundle of nerves that sends your brain into haywire. It wasn't long until you started to feel the familiar knot forming in the pit of your stomach, and he knew that you were close. Changbin feels your walls clench around his fingers, and your cries bounce off across the room, only spurring him even further to bring you to your orgasm.

"Changbin-- fuck, I'm gonna cum." You moan out, your eyes rolling to the back of your head every time his fingers were to rub your walls just right. "Cum for me, angel."

After a few more thrusts of his fingers, you finally cum with a broken cry, your hands flying his grip on Changbin's hair as he helps you ride your orgasm, making sure to lap at your wetness until you shake from the overstimulation.

"That's it, my good girl." He praises as he sits up, wiping the slick off his lips with the back of his hand. As you catch your breath, you give him a tired giggle, your arms raising to beckon him over. "You good, my love?" He asks, and you nod, your hands coming up to soothe his strong arms. "Yeah. It looks like you're the one who needs help." You said as you glanced down at his raging boner straining against his shorts. "Are you sure you can still take it?" He asks, concern lacing his voice as he wipes the sweat by your temple, his touch as gentle as his voice. "Mmhmm, please. I still need you."

With a slight wiggle of your hips, your hand travel beneath his shirt, feeling the taut muscle underneath.

"Please?"

How can Changbin say no to that, especially when you asked so nicely, so obedient and pliant under him? He didn't need to be told twice as he quickly peels off his shirt, showing off his hard-earned muscles over the years. It didn't take long for his shorts and undergarments to come off next, his cock already leaking precum, the pretty head flared and red, just aching to be touched.

A satisfied groan leaves Changbin's lips as he slides his length in between your folds, gathering slick to lube himself up before pressing inside. He watches how your pussy practically swallows him up whole until you take him up to the hilt, making you both sigh in unison. Changbin waits for a few moments to let you adjust to his size until you give him a nod, shifting your hips a bit to let him know.

He pulls back up until the tip before sliding back in, building up a slow but steady pace. The stretch of his cock inside your cunt slowly fades into burning pleasure that has you whimpering under him. Changbin was no different, occasionally groaning at the feeling of your warm walls hugging him like a vice, his grip on your hips getting tighter by the minute as he starts a quick pace. "You feel so good around me, baby. Fuck--" Changbin curses out, driving his hips faster and deeper, angling his hips to hit the sweet spot inside of you.

It wasn't long until you were a moaning mess, your cunt aching from sensitivity from your orgasm from earlier, only adding to the pleasure. The moment Changbin snakes his hand in between your bodies to rub your clit in circles, you know you were gone, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you almost scream.

"Fuck, you look so pretty like this baby, my beautiful girl." He compliments, his free hand roaming across the expanse of your flesh, loving how your tits bounce with every thrust. You only whine at his words, not really fully understanding what he said because you were too far gone to even hear him clearly.

Soon, you start to feel the familiar knot forming in your stomach again, and this time it was coming in quick. Changbin doesn't miss the way your legs would quiver every now and then and how your cunt seemed to flutter around him, tightening and loosening simultaneously, and he knows that he wasn't far long from his orgasm too.

"God, you're so perfect, fuck-- I love you," Changbin says as he fully cages you in, his face nestled against the crook of your neck as his hands pull you close to him, the position making his cock slide in even deeper. "I love you too," you practically moan out, your arms now coming up to wrap around his neck while your legs wrap around his hips. "B-Binnie, I'm gonna cum. I'm close," you pant out, your fingers gripping the hair by his nape. "Me too, baby. Shit-- cum with me," he says, lifting his head to kiss you as you both chase your orgasm.

It was a messy kiss, your teeth clashing together. At the same time, your tongues danced against each other until, after a few more strokes, Changbin pushes in one last time deep inside you and cums with a loud groan, making you tip over the edge on cum as well with a broken chant of his name falling off your lips.

Changbin's hips stutter a few more times to milk out your orgasms before falling on top of you, sweat coating your bodies as the two of you catch your breaths. After a few moments of shared silence, he finally pulls out his softening length before sitting back to watch the cum ooze out of you, which he instinctively pushes back using his finger. "Binnie, stop. 'M too sensitive." You whine out, and he apologetically chuckles. "Right, my bad." He says before laying beside you, immediately taking you into his arms to kiss the top of your head. "You did so well for me, baby. So so well, pretty girl." He says, making you snuggle even closer to him. "Thank you," you say rather tiredly, sighing into him as he strokes your hair.

"I love you so much, you know that right?" He says, and you look up at him. "Mmhmm, I know. And I love you too. Thank you for cheering me up." You say with a smile as you look up at him and Changbin couldn't resist cupping your face as he smiles back, leaning to place a peck on your lips.

"Anything for you, my love."

[trashseobin]

A Numbing Surprise

Pairings: Seo Changbin x Fem!Reader

Genre: Mature

Content Warnings: Established relationship, non-idol!au, HardDom!Changbin, Sub!Reader, throat fucking, use of desensitizing oral spray, slapping (tits and face), nipple play, female masturbation, daddy kink (god why), praise and degradation, choking, use of pet names (princess, baby, etc.), reader is treated like a toy (consensual ofc), spit kink, lots of dirty talk, cum swallowing.

Word count: 2.210k words

Synopsis: When it comes to working hard, Changbin was no exception. So when he comes home after a stressful day at work, you surprise him by letting him use your throat like his personal fuck toy.

The moment you hear Changbin's keys jingle right outside your front door, a smile instantly makes its way to your face as your eyes flit towards the small paper bag resting on top of the coffee table, then back to the book you were reading.

The whole day, Changbin was complaining about how much paperwork he had to do through his previous text messages, saying how his boss gave him extra paperwork, and he had to redo their marketing plan. He was tired, no doubt about that, so while he was gone, you went out to go buy something from your local sex toy shop that you've always wanted to try.

Changbin is a sucker for blowjobs, especially throat fucking, but since your gag reflex isn't as good as those porn stars you see online, you can't really fully commit to it without the threat of you suddenly throwing up on him. Luckily, Changbin understands and is more concerned about your comfortability than his own sexual desires.

But ever since you've heard about an oral spray that can numb your throat, you just knew that Changbin would be pleased.

"Hey, baby..." Changbin tiredly says as he loosens his tie, sitting down next to you before plopping down to lay on your legs. "Hey, Binnie. Tiring day?" You ask him, and he nods, his eyes closing once your fingers rake through his hair. "I'm sorry you had to go through all that," you mutter, placing the book away to give your full attention to him. "It's okay. My boss just sucks for giving me extra work, but it doesn't matter anymore since I'm home with you already." Changbin says as he gives you a toothy grin, now opening his eyes to look up at you.

"Well, since you're home now, maybe I can help you... you know, relax?" Your boyfriend doesn't miss the suggestive hint in your voice and the mischievous glint that shines through your eyes as you speak, making him arch a brow towards you, egging you on. "Oh? Tell me, what's inside that pretty little head of yours, sweetheart." He says, now sitting up to face you properly.

"I want you to fuck my throat, daddy."

Changbin blinks once, hard, trying to process what you just said; your words go straight to his cock immediately. "What did you just say?" Changbin asks, still in disbelief, his cock (now embarrassingly hard) understanding it faster than his brain. "I said, I want you to fuck my throat, daddy." You repeat, now straddling his lap, his hands instinctively moving to grab your waist.

"Are... are you sure?" He asks again, concern lacing the tone of his voice, and you nod. "Mmhmm, I bought a little something." You say as you reach behind you, grabbing the paper bag that rests on the coffee table. Curious, Changbin asks, "What is it?"

"It's an oral spray that makes the back of your throat numb." You say nonchalantly, opening it from its packaging before spraying the liquid at the back of your throat thrice just as indicated. "Woah, hold on, is it safe?" Changbin says as he grabs the spray on his hand to look at the directions, and you nod, tasting the strawberry flavor on your tongue. "Mmhmm, I just bought it from an adult shop before you came home. I wanted to surprise you."

"Well, I am surprised, so you got what you wanted," Changbin says as his hands rub your legs, his fingers lightly skimming against the hem of your shorts. "Is it working?" Changbin asks, and you shrug, so he sighs. "Hmm, let's see, shall we?" He says as he lifts his hand to cup your face, and you nod, leaning into his touch. You feel his thumb against your bottom lip, tugging at the muscle while he looks into your eyes deeply, and you know what that meant, so you part your lips slightly to let him slide his thumb inside your mouth, pressing against your tongue. "Good girl," he praises, pushing in deeper until his thumb reaches the back of your throat.

Usually, you would gag the longer he keeps his thumb there, but this time, you didn't, earning a satisfied hum from Changbin. He then switches his thumb with his middle and pointer fingers, repeating the same action. "Suck," he orders, and you do, taking his fingers deep in your mouth, treating it the same way you would treat his dick. "Yeah, that's it, make a mess around my fingers, baby." He says as he watches you drool, probably one of his favorite sites to see.

The spray works, and the only side effect was excess salivation (which Changbin doesn't seem to mind, in fact, he thinks that I would make things easier for him to fuck your throat).

"I think you're ready now, don't ya think?" He says, pulling his fingers away from your mouth, and you nod, excitedly grinding against his hard length. Changbin stills your hips with a grown, shooting you with a warning glare that made you stop instantly. On other days, you would probably continue teasing him, riling him up even more, to see how long he can control himself, but right now, your excitement to get your throat fucked overrides the brat in you.

"Stand up, princess then lay on the couch for me." He says as he gives your ass a playful spank before releasing his grip on your hips. As you stand up, he follows suit, moving away from the couch to provide you space and to give him time to remove his tie and unbutton his dress shirt a bit, the excitement rushing through him made it hard to breathe, the temperature rising by the second.

By the time you were done propping yourself on the couch, your head hanging off the armrest with a huge pillow supporting your back, Changbin had already removed his cock from the confines of his clothing, his slacks pooling around his ankles. "Tap my leg twice when you want me to pull out so you can breathe, okay?" He says, and you nod, opening your mouth with your tongue stuck out to let him know that you are ready.

Changbin practically groans at the sight, your mouth open and ready, your nipples poking against your shirt and your eyes that are practically begging to get fucked.

He pumps himself a few times before sticking the tip against your tongue, and you hum in content at the taste of his salty precum that's oozing out his slit. Changbin slowly inches his whole cock in until he was balls deep, his eyes closed out in bliss, and at that moment, he felt like he could just cum right there. The moment he looks down, he moans at the sight of your throat, straining at the imprint of his cock that's shoved way deep, watching it appear and disappear every time he would pull back and push right back in.

"Fuck, it feels so good," He moans out, gripping at the sides of your head to give him leverage as he continues to fuck you at a slow yet steady pace, careful enough to not potentially hurt you. As soon as he feels you tap against his leg twice, he pulls off, admiring the string of saliva that connects his cock to your mouth. "Are you okay?" He asks and lets out a sigh of relief when he sees you nod. "I want you to use my throat, daddy. Use it the way you want to. Fuck me like a toy. Please?" You said, voice coarse from the abuse of his cock.

You see something snap inside of Changbin the moment he registers what you said, his gaze now filling up with lust, a sly smirk coming up to paint his lips.

"Slut," he says before landing a harsh slap against your cheek, the sudden action making you moan in surprise. The things that happened next were quick. With one swift motion, Changbin has already removed your shirt, exposing your breasts and not wasting any time kneading the soft flesh, lightly slapping it afterward.

"If you wanted to get treated like a slut, like a toy for me to use, then so be it." He says as he grabs your jaw, prying it open before spitting in your mouth. He then shoves his cock back in your throat, rutting into you at a fast pace while wrapping his free hand around your throat to feel the bulge forming and disappearing. You moan against his length, feeling his nimble fingers tweak and pull against your nipples with his free hand while occasionally giving them a light slap, the heat pooling in between your legs.

The sensation of him against your tongue and nipples makes it seem harder to breathe, harder to focus on breathing, the lack of oxygen making your head feel light, so you tap against his leg twice. Changbin pulls off immediately with a groan, his cock twitching when the cool air of the room hits its slick skin, watching as you cough out to catch some air. "What's wrong, whore? Can't take my cock down your throat without being able to breathe?" He asks, faking his sympathy towards you as he rubs your throat soothingly, a complete contrast to his harsh words.

Changbin didn't bother to wait for a reply; instead, he moved to pull your shorts off, spreading your legs to inspect your wet cunt. "I want you to touch yourself while I fuck your throat, you got that?" He said, dominance looming over his voice, and when you only nod without a verbal answer, he lands a slap over your pussy, making you cry out a "yes, yes! I will!"

Wet sounds of his cock going in and out of your throat reverberate throughout the living room together with his low groans and your strained moans as you touch yourself just like he asked you. "Yeah, that's it, fucking finger your cunt open for me so you'll be stretched out enough for me to fuck your cunt later after I'm done fucking your stupid throat." He says as he lands a slap to each of your tits, watching how the skin blooms into a pretty shade of red, turning him on even more.

"God, you're such a painslut. I bet you can cum just by getting your dumb cunt slapped. You're so pathetic, it almost disgusts me, you fingering yourself while I fuck your mouth really shows how much of an obedient little bitch you are." His spiteful words only go straight to your core, making you moan against his length, the vibrations making him curse under his breath.

At this point, tears are already streaming down your face, your fingers already getting tired from stimulating your own cunt, which proves not enough to even bring you to your orgasm, not when you're so focused on the cock shoved inside your throat.

"What's wrong, toy? Already had enough? Is that why you're crying?" Changbin says as he pulls out of your mouth, opting to just jack off to your broken figure. Drool was dripping from the corners of your mouth while imprints of his hand decorated your throat and chest, making you entirely as his.

You shook your head in response, sobbing when Changbin slaps you across your cheek, the pain stinging against your cheek.

"Too bad, angel," he says as he soothes over the skin of your cheek, leading his cock back to your throat once again. "You asked for this, so now you better take what I give you, whore. And don't you dare stop touching yourself until I tell you so." He said before shoving his whole length down your throat again.

Moans fall out of Changbin's mouth as he continues to use your throat for his satisfaction, chasing his own orgasm, sweat sticking unto his forehead as his head was thrown back in pleasure. "Your mouth feels so good around me, baby. It's like your slutty throat is made for me and my pleasure only." Changbin groans out, his hand coming up to grip your throat. "I'm gonna fucking cum and you're gonna take all of it, you hear me?" He says, his hips already stuttering. You only moan as a response, not too far long from your orgasm too, Changbin's needy moans and harsh words only bring you closer to the edge.

"Fuck, take it. Take all of it. Fuck, I'm cumming--" After a few more thrusts, Changbin's hips stutter into a halt, burying his cock deep inside you, cock pulsing as he releases his seed deep inside your throat, feeling it seep into your tastebuds. And that was enough to make you cum, your legs trembling to close around your own hand as your body convulsed, your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

Changbin pulls out after a while, wiping off the excess saliva off his cock, and smears it all over your puffy lips, adding to the mess. "Tired already?" You hear him say, and you whine, the sound coming out scratchy from your throat being used.

"Who said I was done with you, whore? I haven't filled all of your holes yet."