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vernon-s-whore · 1 year
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queuing it like 10 months before my birthday lol
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vernon-s-whore · 2 years
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13 18 and 35 with soft dom Mingyu please if I can't have his beautiful teeth against my neck while he's fucking the life out of me and his strong arms pinning me down and his thick fingers overstimulating my pussy then I might at least read about it and imagine it
i... may have taken some (lots of) liberties with this request
you can read it here
forgive me if this isn't what you exactly wanted
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vernon-s-whore · 2 years
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I'm always happy to read more of your stories I'm starving for your content because you're so talented and you write so beautifully but I hope you're getting enough rest and sleep now that you're in college! I'm cheering for you! - 🥛
aaaaaaaa i genuinely adore you, you're like that one lighthouse in the sea whenever i lose motivation to write on this site thank you for reading my stuff and always sending these feedbacks
i'm getting enough sleep (i think) and college is going great thank you for being here and cheering me on 🥛 anon!
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vernon-s-whore · 2 years
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✧༺♥༻∞Kinktober Day 5
Mingyu
Safewording + Temperature  play + Physical marks of play
warnings: smut, safewording, gn!reader, amab!reader, mingyu is into biting (he likes being bitten), waxplay,
Taglist: @owjohny
word count: 882 words
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You hiss as the wax drips onto your back, hardening into a thin film which cracks when you try to move.
"Too hot?" Mingyu asks, holding the burning candle nimbly. He looks dashing in the fitted pants he wears, having dressed up for the very special occasion of your two year anniversary. 
You shake your head, hands flexing at the rim of your bathtub where you lie, naked and at the mercy of Kim Mingyu who wasn't particularly merciful often. 
He tuts, kissing your ear before dripping some more of that blood red wax onto the smooth expanse of your back, your spine arching under the onslaught of heat. 
"Fuck," you hiss, turning baleful eyes at Mingyu who has almost a disinterested look on his face. That one everyone calls his "model face". You feel the flash of fire on your skin, too hot, too sudden, and you flinch just as Mingyu pulls back the flame.
A tried and tested torture technique for him, never long enough to burn you, not even long enough to redden you. Just enough to make you flinch. Enough to make you whine. Making use of the flame rather than the candle.
And then drops of wax on your spine, Mingyu's fingers tracing each vertebra, pressing into the indents of your bones as if he could pull you apart just with a mere touch and you believe he can. You believe he holds enough power when his hand slides to your neck, your collarbones, pulling you away from the rim of the empty bathtub, spotlessly bright and at contrast with the blush of red, the petals of wax falling off your body.
He casts his disinterested eyes at your chest, nipples peaked, a thin line of sweat dripping down your sternum, eyes hazy. You reach out a trembling hand and Mingyu instinctively knows to lean in, to get in the bathtub and let your fingers undo the buttons of his crisp white shirt, to let you pull him closer and put your lips against his neck, teeth nipping, sharp little flashes of pain as you crawl into his lap, body temperature so high that you're almost feverish and he knows you're dizzy even though you don't say it this time.
He lets your teeth sink into the warm bronze of his skin too hard, leaving little indents and he too winces just as the flame made you wince. And when his hands dip down your body, past the wax petals, between your legs he finds it warm and wet, already ready for him, warmer than even your feverish body could compare, given that you prepped yourself so meticulously for him, so desperate to waste no time to have him inside yourself.
Your willful hands push away his offending shirt, tossing it onto the bathroom floor, a whine escaping your throat when hot wax drips down the slope of your back so close to your ass. Mingyu's hands let go of your for a mere moment and in your warmth-muddled brain you feel the cold where his hands aren't there, your body moving on its own, nose nuzzling against his chest, lips wandering little bruises on his skin, purple blossoming easily under the onslaught of your lips.
You feel the flame nearing you, and know you can't take more of it, can't take the flash of pain again so you whisper, "cigarette," and the hand holding the candle freezes before he puts the candle as far away as he can reach, the whole heat fueled experience having turned your limbs into Jell-O.
You're limp in his hold as he maneuvers you, slipping a finger in, then two, finding you sufficiently ready, unbuttoning his pants to pull out his cock. You moan as he pushes into you, so slow and languid you feel like you will pass out, the girth of him making you feel so vehemently full.
"Fuck baby bite me again," he whispers, and you do as told sinking your teeth into the junction of his neck and shoulder, skin bruising under your teeth as he hisses, thrusting into you. You grind your hips down with each thrust, little tingles running over your skin from where the wax had dripped, leaving the spots more sensitive for Mingyu's fingers to probe. The knot of orgasm is already at the base of your belly, coiled much too tight already with prior treatment. When Mingyu's hand reaches between your bodies to push on your belly and by extension your bladder and somewhere his cock inside you, you whimper, so overstimulated so fucked out that a thin line of drool runs from the corner of your lip and you cum without warning, in spurts that send your body shuddering, splattering both of you with your cum.
You lick a stripe along Mingyu's collarbone, little bruises blossoming on his skin in the wake of your cruel mouth and he too cums with a groan, holding onto your tightly, rutting into your almost roughly. Enough that it has you wincing when he slows down, the drag of his cock slightly grating.
He pulls out gently, trying his best not to jostle your limber body too much. But you know this is simply the preamble to whatever he has planned for later that night.
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vernon-s-whore · 2 years
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I GOT WHAT I FUCKING WANTED HOLY FUCK YES MOMMY HYUNJIN
Mommytober Series 2022-Day 7
Clothed Sex w Mommy!Hyunjin (Stray Kids)
Dom!Hyunjin X Sub!Fem Reader
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Content Includes: Bathroom sex, reader calls Hyunjin 'Mommy', jealous Hyunjin, very little foreplay, mirror sex, humiliation, praise, quickies, exhibitionism, idol AU
18+ Only
This is pure filth and does not portray an accurate representation of the stated Kpop idol.
'If you move your eyes from the mirror, then Mommy won't let you cum'.
Hyunjin's eyes had been scanning all over body the entire time you've been at this event.
The public dating ban for Hyunjin had been lifted and this was Hyunjin's first official premiere with you as his partner and obviously, you were the entire talk of the ball.
Your dress tailored in all the right places and you wore it with a cranberry lip, nude heels and a pearl necklace.
You were the biggest name on everyone's lips and everyone was talking about you and you loved it, you loved the attention.
And you know else noticed that you were the gorgeous prize other celebrities were wanting to claim?
Hyunjin.
And that's how you ended up with your elbows propped on the marble sink, trying not to slip with your heels on as Hyunjin thrusts into you with a relentless pace.
Hyunjin's black velvet jacket was slung carelessly across the bathroom ledge, black silk shirt pulled up to the elbows, tailored pants pulled down just enough to free his dripping cock and his styled middle-parted hair pushed behind his ears.
'Do you like it? Do you like making Mommy mad?'
Hyunjin's hands were gripped onto your hips, fingernails denting in as he plowed into you. He hadn't even pulled your underwear down, they were now pushed to the side and provided the perfect friction as your pubic bone was repeatedly slammed into the edge of the counter.
'No Mommy, I' *ahh* 'just' *mmh* 'want to be' *hah* 'good for you' You stared at yourself in the mirror, a sheen of sweat adding to the highlighter on your cheekbones, a flushed look on your cheeks.
You looked gorgeous and fucked out of your mind.
That thought was lost when Hyunjin's cock pressed right into your g-spot as you bit the bottom of your lip to try and hide the cries of pleasure erupting from your mouth, the lipstick starting to smear near the cupid's bow.
Hyunjin pulled you up against his chest, one hand wrapped around your waist and the other moved to harshly rub circles across your clit, your legs were shaking, feet gripped onto the sole of the heel so you wouldn't slip.
'Mommy! Please Mommy let me cum!' you whined into the mirror, Hyunjin's frenzied gaze locking eyes with you through the glass.
Hyunjin chucked at the sound of your pleas and pressed his hand onto the swell of your stomach, pushing onto his cock further and feeling him thrust into you deeper.
'That's right poppet, let everyone know who you call Mommy' He grunted into your ear, you were so close and with a few harsh circles rubbed onto your clit, you smothered your face into Hyunjin's neck as you came, your cranberry lipstick smeared on his neck.
Hyunjin quickly pulled out of you and fisted himself three times before you felt his cum smear on your thighs.
You stayed silent for a couple of moments both panting and staring at each other through the mirror before you let out a breathy laugh at the thought of just having Hyunjin blow your back out in a public bathroom.
'You okay poppet?'
Hyunjin's voice softened, grabbing some toilet paper to wipe the cum away and pulled your panties back in place.
'Yeah' you turned to face him and adjust your dress so you looked respectable again.
You noticed the lipstick marks on his neck as your arms laced around his neck, you looked up at him with a smirk on your face.
'Are you going to go back out there with your neck like that?'
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vernon-s-whore · 2 years
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So I have news
I'm moving into my college dorm tomorrow so I'll finally be able to catch up with the kinktober posts that I procrastinated on for too long
Lost the motivation to write for a while but hopefully the new place will give me some good inspiration and I'll be able to wrap this up before October ends
Once again, I won't be writing all the requests sent in for this event but i might write them separately
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HYUNJIN :: CASE 143
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vernon-s-whore · 2 years
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✧༺♥༻∞Kinktober Day 4
Yeonjun ft. Jeon Jungkook
Squirting +Mirror sex + Voyeurism
warnings: smut, squirting, mirror sex, unclear sex boundaries, there is slightly dubious consent about JK sitting in
Taglist: @taekookstata @owjohny @dickdeprived @lvefoolishh
word count: 1374 words
a/n: ik this is late. i'm shifting to my college dorm this week so it's a bit hectic. i'm gonna catch up though (hopefully :P)
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“They’re gonna know,” you whimper, glancing at the door, the wooden flooring cold under your ass, contrasting with the heat of the man behind you.
“They won’t,” Yeonjun’s tongue is sticking out between his teeth, a tiny peek of pink in the mirror which you glance at. “There are no cameras in this room, it’s for our personal use.”
“They’ll hear,” you gasp as Yeonjun’s fingers shove deeper in your pussy, two fingers deep already having worked you open already, slick fluid dripping down, pooling on the hardwood floor as Yeonjun fingers you, your body coiling tighter with each brush of his fingers against your nerves.
He nuzzles your ear, your back pressed against his chest and watches in the mirror as you lose your composure under his touch, watches your pretty thighs tremble when he presses the pad of his middle finger to your clit, rubbing tight circles which has you arching your back, falling against him, your skirt bunched at your waist, your panties hanging off your left ankle, a pretty baby pink thing.
“Fuck- ju-junnie!” you moan, your hand scrabbling at his wrist, to press closer, to push him off, you don’t know. The knot in your belly is so tight, you’re on the verge of coming undone. You catch a glimpse of him in the mirror and the sight really hits you.
The practice room, Yeonjun’s concentrated look, the furrow of his eyebrows, how dark his usually soft brown eyes are, the sweat that sticks to both of you. The smell of his deodorant, the tense muscles in his biceps as he hitches you higher into his lap, makes you spread your legs more in the mirror like a wanton whore, putting yourself on display in your boyfriend’s company building knowing anyone can walk in, knowing that the door doesn’t lock from the inside, not after Kai got stuck in one of the rooms and missed a schedule.
Your fingers wander from Yeonjun’s wrist to his knuckles, your orgasm teetering on the edge.
“Inside me, please,” you whisper, a choked moan following right after.
You pray no one comes here, especially not one of the juniors. You don’t want to scar them mentally for life. Yeonjun’s fingers plunge into your sopping wet hole again, a slick squelch audible as he curls his fingers inside you. That was your last straw.
You cum, toes curling in your shoes, body tensing as your pussy flutters around Yeonjun’s fingers, eyes fluttering shut when you see a sliver of black in your periphery.
Someone coughs behind you and then you freeze.
Yeonjun stiffens too, his arms snapping your thighs close with undue strength, making you wince and you turn, eyes widening in horror.
“Hyung,” Yeonjun’s voice is shaky, dumbstruck. Scared.
“You should lock doors, you know? Or do it in rooms that actually lock,” Jungkook states, fiddling with the broken lock on the door. His doe-eyes flick up. “Oh, don’t be scared, I’m not gonna tell anyone, kid,” he grins mischievously, keeping his eyes firmly away from your compromising figure, even now that your legs are closed, you are still acutely aware of your underwear on display for Yeonjun’s sunbae. The Jeon Jungkook.
You want to laugh. You also want to cry and bury your head in Yeonjun’s chest, ashamed. You move to tug up your underwear and hopefully walk away like this never happened in the first place. At least that’s what you try to do but Yeonjun’s hand catches your wrist.
“Do you mind if hyung watches?” Yeonjun asks abruptly, eyes flickering up to meet yours.
Out of the corner of your eye you see Jungkook’s swagger falter as well at Yeonjun’s intonation.
“What- watches what-,” you stumble over your words, gaze whipping back and forth between Yeonjun and a dumbstruck senior standing by the door.
“Yeonjun I don’t thi-,” Jungkook begins but is silenced at the pleading look in Yeonjun’s eyes.
“Okay,” you say. “I don’t mind.” And though your hands tremble, a thrill runs through you.
The grin on Yeonjun’s face is Cheshire like, the way his eyes crinkle in an almost unfriendly way. Once, this had been a fantasy he had discussed with you and you had said yes.
“Do you mind watching, hyung?” Yeonjun asks, voice so honeyed, the way it only got when he was at his absolutely depravity.
Jungkook’s lips pursed up but he shook his head, taking long strides across the floor, coming to stand in front of the mirror. You take in the sight of what you have only ever watched in fancams or in passing before, the way the muscles in Jungkook’s calves shift as he crouches down in front of the mirror before sitting against it, eyes wide, wondering, waiting.
“Open your legs for hyung now,” Yeonjun’s hands press on the inside of your thighs, opening you up again. You see Jungkook swallow reflexively as Yeonjun pulls your skirt up, tucking it back into your waistband so it doesn’t fall.
“What would you like to see hyung?” cat-eyes flick up to Jungkook who glances between the bared pink slit and the hungry, almost feral glint in Yeonjun’s eyes.
“Finger her like you were doing before,” Jungkook says, keeping his voice as steady as he could.
Yeonjun nods, tracing your folds with a cold index before coming to circle your clit the subsequent pleasure having you buck your hips into his hand.
“Look at hyung while I get you off, okay?” Yeonjun instructs pushing a finger in you. You could cum right now if Yeonjun sped up the slightest bit. Could cum with Jeon Jungkook’s eyes on your, so doe-eyed and yet no innocence, the clench of his jaw an indication of the restraint he was exercising.
Yeonjun kisses your neck, licking behind your ear; you shiver, more wetness pooling on Yeonjun’s fingers. He pushes in three which has you gasping, once again right where you were before Jungkook walked in, so close to orgasm. Yeonjun fingers brush against your g-spot again. And again. And again and you’re moaning, the pressure in your belly unrelenting and there is this other need. You feel like you’re gonna pee. And you really don’t want to in front of two guys.
“Ye- stop, Yeonjun,” you bite your lips, muscles tense, threatening to release you into an orgasm. But Yeonjun is too far gone, to indulged in the way his fingers glisten in the mirror when he pulls them out of you and then pushes the milky arousal back into your cunt, so fucking wet, wetter than he has ever had the pleasure of seeing you.
“Stop- junnie- I’m gonna cu-“ you whisper voice cut short by the fuse going off in your body. You cry out, mouth hanging open in an ‘o’ while Yeonjun still continues fingering you unrelenting.
You hear a soft gasp from Jungkook, the unforeseen amount of wet you feel gush out of you as you climax, vision darkening, heartbeat thundering in your ears and so much fluid coming out of you, you are sure not all of it is just your arousal.
“You squirted,” there is wonder in Yeonjun’s voice. “I didn’t know you could do that.” His hand squeezing your thigh, massaging it while your limp body tried to regain its senses, utterly mortified.
“I didn’t know either,” you whispered, breath heavy, only now realising that the feeling of wanting to ‘pee’ was simply instinct to squirt. Oh my god Yeonjun made me cum so hard that I squirted-
Jungkook lets out a shuddering breath, eyes on the puddle of clear liquid before flicking back up to your face.
“That was… fucking amazing,” he nods as though confirming his conclusions to himself and you feel suddenly even more mortified sitting in front of him with not a single piece of fabric covering your ass and yet dressed in shoes and socks.
“Next time I’m not just watching,” Jungkook says voice deep; promptly getting up and walking out the practice room, but not before you see the imprint of his cock in his joggers.
“I’m gonna make you squirt every single time now,” Yeonjun nips at your ear, massaging you thighs. “Gonna make Jungkook hyung watch again if that’s what it takes.  
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vernon-s-whore · 2 years
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Thank you for fulfilling my kinktober Hoshi wish!!! I enjoyed reading it! I really love how you always write about Hoshi! I love the details and the story!!! Thank you once again!!!! 🐯🐯🐯🐯🐯
hehe thank you anon for requesting i would not have been able to dream it up on my own 🧡🖤🧡🖤🧡🖤
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vernon-s-whore · 2 years
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sexcuse me darling but???? That Hoshi kinktober fic??? I'm a loyal jjongjjongie I'm a loyal jjongjjongie I'm a loyal jjongjjongie 😅 how can you always write about Soonyoungie so well??? I melted. Last time I was crying because the story was so heartbreaking and now I melted because it's cute - 🥛
being loyal in seventeen is like trying to hold water with a net ngl
thank you for the kind words honestly these replies and comments make my day and make me wanna write more💗💗
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vernon-s-whore · 2 years
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Yeonjun using prompts 27, ,,28 and 14 please :)))))) btw I love your blog and your soob writings in particular
hiii thank you for requesting!! i loved writing this one but i took some liberties with it i hope you don't mind XD you can read it here
thank you for the kind words and i look forward to writing more soob stuff once october is over so i hope you look out for thatt
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vernon-s-whore · 2 years
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✧༺♥༻∞Kinktober Day 4
Yeonjun ft. Jeon Jungkook
Squirting +Mirror sex + Voyeurism
warnings: smut, squirting, mirror sex, unclear sex boundaries, there is slightly dubious consent about JK sitting in
Taglist: @taekookstata @owjohny @dickdeprived @lvefoolishh
word count: 1374 words
a/n: ik this is late. i'm shifting to my college dorm this week so it's a bit hectic. i'm gonna catch up though (hopefully :P)
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“They’re gonna know,” you whimper, glancing at the door, the wooden flooring cold under your ass, contrasting with the heat of the man behind you.
“They won’t,” Yeonjun’s tongue is sticking out between his teeth, a tiny peek of pink in the mirror which you glance at. “There are no cameras in this room, it’s for our personal use.”
“They’ll hear,” you gasp as Yeonjun’s fingers shove deeper in your pussy, two fingers deep already having worked you open already, slick fluid dripping down, pooling on the hardwood floor as Yeonjun fingers you, your body coiling tighter with each brush of his fingers against your nerves.
He nuzzles your ear, your back pressed against his chest and watches in the mirror as you lose your composure under his touch, watches your pretty thighs tremble when he presses the pad of his middle finger to your clit, rubbing tight circles which has you arching your back, falling against him, your skirt bunched at your waist, your panties hanging off your left ankle, a pretty baby pink thing.
“Fuck- ju-junnie!” you moan, your hand scrabbling at his wrist, to press closer, to push him off, you don’t know. The knot in your belly is so tight, you’re on the verge of coming undone. You catch a glimpse of him in the mirror and the sight really hits you.
The practice room, Yeonjun’s concentrated look, the furrow of his eyebrows, how dark his usually soft brown eyes are, the sweat that sticks to both of you. The smell of his deodorant, the tense muscles in his biceps as he hitches you higher into his lap, makes you spread your legs more in the mirror like a wanton whore, putting yourself on display in your boyfriend’s company building knowing anyone can walk in, knowing that the door doesn’t lock from the inside, not after Kai got stuck in one of the rooms and missed a schedule.
Your fingers wander from Yeonjun’s wrist to his knuckles, your orgasm teetering on the edge.
“Inside me, please,” you whisper, a choked moan following right after.
You pray no one comes here, especially not one of the juniors. You don’t want to scar them mentally for life. Yeonjun’s fingers plunge into your sopping wet hole again, a slick squelch audible as he curls his fingers inside you. That was your last straw.
You cum, toes curling in your shoes, body tensing as your pussy flutters around Yeonjun’s fingers, eyes fluttering shut when you see a sliver of black in your periphery.
Someone coughs behind you and then you freeze.
Yeonjun stiffens too, his arms snapping your thighs close with undue strength, making you wince and you turn, eyes widening in horror.
“Hyung,” Yeonjun’s voice is shaky, dumbstruck. Scared.
“You should lock doors, you know? Or do it in rooms that actually lock,” Jungkook states, fiddling with the broken lock on the door. His doe-eyes flick up. “Oh, don’t be scared, I’m not gonna tell anyone, kid,” he grins mischievously, keeping his eyes firmly away from your compromising figure, even now that your legs are closed, you are still acutely aware of your underwear on display for Yeonjun’s sunbae. The Jeon Jungkook.
You want to laugh. You also want to cry and bury your head in Yeonjun’s chest, ashamed. You move to tug up your underwear and hopefully walk away like this never happened in the first place. At least that’s what you try to do but Yeonjun’s hand catches your wrist.
“Do you mind if hyung watches?” Yeonjun asks abruptly, eyes flickering up to meet yours.
Out of the corner of your eye you see Jungkook’s swagger falter as well at Yeonjun’s intonation.
“What- watches what-,” you stumble over your words, gaze whipping back and forth between Yeonjun and a dumbstruck senior standing by the door.
“Yeonjun I don’t thi-,” Jungkook begins but is silenced at the pleading look in Yeonjun’s eyes.
“Okay,” you say. “I don’t mind.” And though your hands tremble, a thrill runs through you.
The grin on Yeonjun’s face is Cheshire like, the way his eyes crinkle in an almost unfriendly way. Once, this had been a fantasy he had discussed with you and you had said yes.
“Do you mind watching, hyung?” Yeonjun asks, voice so honeyed, the way it only got when he was at his absolutely depravity.
Jungkook’s lips pursed up but he shook his head, taking long strides across the floor, coming to stand in front of the mirror. You take in the sight of what you have only ever watched in fancams or in passing before, the way the muscles in Jungkook’s calves shift as he crouches down in front of the mirror before sitting against it, eyes wide, wondering, waiting.
“Open your legs for hyung now,” Yeonjun’s hands press on the inside of your thighs, opening you up again. You see Jungkook swallow reflexively as Yeonjun pulls your skirt up, tucking it back into your waistband so it doesn’t fall.
“What would you like to see hyung?” cat-eyes flick up to Jungkook who glances between the bared pink slit and the hungry, almost feral glint in Yeonjun’s eyes.
“Finger her like you were doing before,” Jungkook says, keeping his voice as steady as he could.
Yeonjun nods, tracing your folds with a cold index before coming to circle your clit the subsequent pleasure having you buck your hips into his hand.
“Look at hyung while I get you off, okay?” Yeonjun instructs pushing a finger in you. You could cum right now if Yeonjun sped up the slightest bit. Could cum with Jeon Jungkook’s eyes on your, so doe-eyed and yet no innocence, the clench of his jaw an indication of the restraint he was exercising.
Yeonjun kisses your neck, licking behind your ear; you shiver, more wetness pooling on Yeonjun’s fingers. He pushes in three which has you gasping, once again right where you were before Jungkook walked in, so close to orgasm. Yeonjun fingers brush against your g-spot again. And again. And again and you’re moaning, the pressure in your belly unrelenting and there is this other need. You feel like you’re gonna pee. And you really don’t want to in front of two guys.
“Ye- stop, Yeonjun,” you bite your lips, muscles tense, threatening to release you into an orgasm. But Yeonjun is too far gone, to indulged in the way his fingers glisten in the mirror when he pulls them out of you and then pushes the milky arousal back into your cunt, so fucking wet, wetter than he has ever had the pleasure of seeing you.
“Stop- junnie- I’m gonna cu-“ you whisper voice cut short by the fuse going off in your body. You cry out, mouth hanging open in an ‘o’ while Yeonjun still continues fingering you unrelenting.
You hear a soft gasp from Jungkook, the unforeseen amount of wet you feel gush out of you as you climax, vision darkening, heartbeat thundering in your ears and so much fluid coming out of you, you are sure not all of it is just your arousal.
“You squirted,” there is wonder in Yeonjun’s voice. “I didn’t know you could do that.” His hand squeezing your thigh, massaging it while your limp body tried to regain its senses, utterly mortified.
“I didn’t know either,” you whispered, breath heavy, only now realising that the feeling of wanting to ‘pee’ was simply instinct to squirt. Oh my god Yeonjun made me cum so hard that I squirted-
Jungkook lets out a shuddering breath, eyes on the puddle of clear liquid before flicking back up to your face.
“That was… fucking amazing,” he nods as though confirming his conclusions to himself and you feel suddenly even more mortified sitting in front of him with not a single piece of fabric covering your ass and yet dressed in shoes and socks.
“Next time I’m not just watching,” Jungkook says voice deep; promptly getting up and walking out the practice room, but not before you see the imprint of his cock in his joggers.
“I’m gonna make you squirt every single time now,” Yeonjun nips at your ear, massaging your thighs. “Gonna make Jungkook hyung watch again if that’s what it takes.  
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vernon-s-whore · 2 years
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WARNING:: fingering, mutual masturbation, dirty talk, begging, slight edging, shared orgasm, smoking weed, fingering, established relationship.
SUMMARY:: after having a smoke session with your boyfriend in your bedroom you sudden ask a question that leads to a series of events you really didn’t see coming
WORD COUNT:: 1K
A/N:: I’M FINALLY UP TO DATE ON THE DAYS GOOD LORD I WAS FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE TRYING TO GET EVERYTHING OUT😭.
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The feint sound of plays as you lay against the soft pillows of your bedroom, the room filled with clouds of smoke and the smell of weed takes up the air. Your eyes feel heavy as you blink slowly and use whatever willpower you have left to widen them enough. “When was the last time you touched yourself?” You ask Yeonjun curiously who laid beside you with a flat expression looking up at the glow in the dark stickers you had on your ceiling.
“I don’t know, it’s been like 3 weeks?” He says furrowing his brows as he tries to think back to the last time he had free time to himself while he was in the mood. “What about you?” He asks as he turns to look at you his head pressing against the pillows as his hair falls messily over his forehead. “I haven’t since we’ve been together” you say shyly. “Really?!” He sits up, feeling as if. He had sobered up within seconds of your confession giving himself whiplash.
“I mean I don’t have a reason to, unless you want me to” you shrug your head falls to the side meeting his low, red, glossy eyes. You can see something within his gaze change, readjusting in his place he rests his back against the headboard spreading his thighs wide, propping one of them up the mattress dipping underneath the weight. “Show me” he says not even trying to hide the fact that he was checking you out.
Signs of confusion wash over your face as you sit up “what do you mean?” You ask although those two words had been pretty cryptic it was so obvious what he meant. “Show me how you touched yourself before we were together” he eyes you up even more with a piercing gaze. You swallow the lump in your throat you nod feeling the affects of his words has you already getting wet, your panties were sticking to you as you reach to strip out of your clothes.
It was agonizingly slow as he watched you unclip your bra, and lift your hips off the bed as you wiggle your lace panties down your thighs and off your ankle dropping it onto the floor somewhere. You don’t know why but you felt slightly embarrassed that you would be masturbating in front of him, he had put you in all kinds of positions and fucked you in the best ways, the thought of you finger fucking yourself while he watched made your stomach churn.
Spreading your thighs wide enough that he could see your glistening pussy under the dim lights provided by your bedside lamp, a groan ripples from his throat as he watches you lick and suck on your own fingers. Your hand makes itself at home between your thighs filling the gap it hadn’t been in for months. You slowly spread your saliva from your entrance to your clit letting out shaky breaths you slowly rub your clit putting minimal pressure you let out a small whine.
You had never felt this good while touching yourself, but knowing that he was in your presence had sent some sort of pleasure wave over you as you continue to rub your clit, your thighs trembling as you press your fingers at your entrance. “That’s it, keep going— you’re doing so good” yeonjun mumbled. Your eyes flicker over towards him as you let your fingers slowly start to sink inside you letting out a hiss at the stretch, you hadn’t even realized yeonjun was touching himself as well.
His pants and boxers pulled down over his thighs as he his hand wrapped around his cock slowly moving as he matches the pace your fingers do as you slowly curl your fingers and rub against a sensitive spot on your walls, your back arching at the feeling. You were eager to move faster as the sticky sound of your fingers buried in your pussy along with grunts and moans from the both of had filled the air.
You could feel your pending orgasm build up in your lower stomach as your hips thrash desperately. “Feels so fucking good” you whine as your eyes snap shut. Yeonjun sped up his pace matching the movements of your hand, he could hear your labored breathing becoming more frantic as he knows your close to cumming. “Not yet. You think you can hold it for me?” He groaned as his strokes become more desperate.
Whimpering out a ‘yes’ you slow down as the feint feeling of your orgasm had been what felt like miles away. Your moans gets Yeonjun more on edge as he’s getting the same feeling as you, tossing his head back his hips buck into his fist as he tightens his grip around the base of his cock he opens his mouth “I’m close. Cum with me please?” He begs and although he had been running the entire show you couldn’t help but nod and moan.
Fucking yourself on your fingers just as needy to cum as your boyfriend your fingers reach a spot that had you seeing stars your thighs shake as you let out a moan “I’m cumming” you moan as your head falls back and your back arched off the sheets, you heard yeonjun mumble you a staggered “me too” before your thighs snap shut and the feeling of pure pleasure washes over you.
Fucking yourself through your high you slowly pull your fingers out as you see strings of cum and saliva had stuck to your fingers making you giggle in embarrassment, meeting Yeonjun’s gaze once more you see he had finished all over his shirt and thighs, grabbing your wrist his warm mouth engulfs your fingers sucking and licking them making sure not to miss a single bet of you left on your fingers and pulling away he leans down kissing your plump lips for the first time throughout this whole ordeal he mumbled against your lips. “You taste so good”
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WARNING:: praise, marking, unprotected sex, slightly insecure reader, unprotected sex, fwb! Relationship to lovers, reassurance, fluff, slight angst and mentions of anxiety.
SUMMARY:: after sleeping with Ji-hoon for months and not putting a label on it you grow envious of your friends who brag about their dating lives.
WORD COUNT:: 1.9K
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You were upset, not at your friends for having prevailed relationships and cute stories tell about them. Your upset at yourself for feeling this way, a bittersweet taste in your mouth as you and almost the entire pack of your friend group had all managed to fit inside your cramped living room in your apartment listening to Hoshi gush about how he had taken the girl he had been on a few dates before our and finally asked to make it official.
You were almost green with envy, as a small pressure in your chest grew watching your friend throw his signature smile as he swipes through pictures he had taken of him and his girlfriend on their successful date. You felt stupid, you had no idea why you had ever pitched the idea of a friends with benefits relationship with Ji-hoon when you knew that you were looking for so much more than sex.
Who knew months down the line what you used to call attraction towards him grew, it felt like he had planted a seed in your heart and it was growing each and every time the both of you had spent an inkling amount of time together. But as the thoughts of doubt began to sprout and spread it felt like the flower that has blossomed inside your heart was slowly wilting away at the thought of him not wanting anything more than sex from you.
You are a full fledged adult, you could speak your mind how you pleased but anxiety had you in such a tight chokehold you could barely feel yourself breathing. You were so out of it that you had realized that time had ticked past and within the next hour of boisterous laughter and stupid jokes everyone seemed to spill out of your apartment all at once leaving behind you and Ji-hoon who lingered behind cleaning up the small mess that you and him had both made on the coffee table.
Once settling next to you his hand settles on your thigh comfortably, giving a small nudge it knocks you right out of your thoughts. "Are you okay? You seem really out of it" he asks as he grows concerned with how you've been staring into space like you had just found a secret portal burned into the wallpaper of your walls. You shake your head giving a tight lipped smile hoping that would be enough to send him off with no more questions asked. "I'm fine, just a little tired" you lie through your teeth.
"Are you sure? You seem like you have something important on your mind. The last time I saw you think this hard I thought I smelt burning wood" he jokes making you scoff as you push him gently with a grin on your lips. "I'm fine, just wanna lay in my bed and sleep. Nothings going on up there it's like a desert right now. Completely empty" you point to your head letting your hand fall back in your lap like dead weight.
"Alright, let's get you settled then" he says with grunt pushing himself up from the comfortable crushed velvet cushions attached to your couch. Holding out a hand to you, your eyes flicker from his face to his hand as if your almost skeptical to take it, but regardless let him pull you up from the couch. You both move around each other as if this was a normal routine— and yet at this point in time it most likely is how you end your nights.
Changing clothes into pajamas, and brushing your teeth together like any regular couple except you weren't even labeled as such. The thoughts come rushing back as you finally lay down under the warm sheets on your bed. You sigh as you turn on your TV flicking mindlessly through channels hoping to find something remotely entertaining to keep you away from your thoughts and thinking your feelings will subside until the morning. Until you feel the bed beside you dip and from the corner of your eyes you could feel his eyes burning holes into the side of your head.
"Can I help you?" You ask cutting the silence between you both "are you going to keep acting like nothings wrong or do you want to spit it out?" He asks seriously a tone you almost never hear from him. Your tongue pokes at your cheek as you weigh the pros and cons of what the possibilities would be if you told him how you felt. And although the cons outweigh the pros you open your mouth to speak as you get fed up with yourself.
"What are we?" You ask finally and although the weight on your back had been yet to be lifted. "I don't really know, we've never talked about it" he speaks with a sudden softness to his voice "we have sex, we cuddle, we have sleepovers almost every night, I'm pretty sure half of my clothes are at your place, and we kiss each other goodbye. Things that friends with benefits don't do" you babble mindlessly.
Turning onto your side you turn to look over at his expression only seeing a thoughtful one. "We can be whatever you want us to be— if there is an us" he says as his eyes flicker from his lap to your face almost nervous at your response. You feel like you could melt into the sheets of your bed and evaporate into thin air. Sucking in a shaky breath you answer "I want us to be official, I'm tired of feeling like you like the aspect of a built in girlfriend, but not the idea of it being me and you" you sigh finally letting the words that had been scratching at the back of your throat for the past 2 months.
His hands suddenly cup your cheeks warming your face up almost immediately he leans in pressing a soft kiss to your lips, chaste yet it got his point across without having to speak. Your finally releasing what felt like a million caged butterflies loose in your stomach. "Will you? Be my girlfriend I mean" he says correcting himself almost immediately. You let out a small puff of laughter against his lips you nod as your eyes flutter shut content with the feeling of your forehead pressed against his.
Pecking your lips repeatedly until you reciprocate more desperately, your lips press against his eagerly as they lock. The moment your lips meet more harshly, has been a long time coming, an eruption of your lust. His lips are warm and gentle as he kisses you softly, delicately, as if he isn't sure you're real and he's still checking.
His hand finds their way to your hips pressing down into the sheets not daring to break from the kiss. Soon enough everything becomes blurred into one, your clothes being stripped and discarded to the floor of your bedroom floor Ji-hoon leaves behind opened mouth kisses against your neck sucking and biting marks onto your supple skin as his hands wonder between your legs. "I've been thinking of this for a while now" he mumbled as he continues to kiss up your neck and latch his lips with yours.
Letting out a shrill gasp you feel his fingers press against your clit rendering you eager for more, his fingers work to move in figure eights, letting out small moans and whimpers "you're so wet" he whispers against your lips "feels so good against my fingers" he continues his words of praise leaving you clenching around nothing as you whine. "I need you so bad" you whimper, wanting to skip foreplay entirely— not that he opposed either.
"It's okay, I got you" he nods as his legs settle between your thighs Watching the tip of his cock rub up and down your slit as your hips twitch in sensitivity. His cock glistening from a mixture of precum and your slick he presses the head of his cock at your entrance slowly pushing inside you enjoying the warm and tight feeling inside you.
His hands move to either side of your head as he looks down on you with complete adoration in his eyes. Pushing deeper inside you he lets out a moan "fuck you feel so good" he says as he catches his bottom lip in between his teeth.
"You're so big" you slur seeing how good he filled you up to the brim your arms wrap around his neck your foreheads pressed together as you watch his begin to slowly move. Ji-hoon couldn't get enough of the sight as his cock disappeared inside your Pussy.
His cock buried deep inside you that you moan and dig crescent shaped dents into his skin. set a pace for bouncing in his lap. The feeling of your velvety walls tightening around making him choke back a moan.
"Oh- god" you whisper shakily. His hands holding onto your hips guiding a pace, the soft sound of skin slapping with your small moans could be heard throughout the room.
You looked so good with your chest bouncing and your hair all messy. You looked good with a small sheen of sweat on your skin and your makeup smeared, he was addicted to the sight.
Ji-hoon; eager to let his load off inside you, holds your thighs, stopping you from bouncing any longer and begins to thrust his hips into you. The feeling of his tip pushing at your cervix.
His hips piston into you as your thighs and ass jiggle at the repetitive thrusts "tight there!" You moan as you feel him pounding in a certain part of your walls. You tighten around him as your essence forms a white ring around the base of his dick.
"Just like that! I just want you to come inside me" you babble mindlessly as his stomach churns at the words spewing out.
"Yeah? Want me to fill you up with my cum?" he groans as the knot in your stomach begins to tighten and Ji-hoon's death grip on the fat of your thighs almost sends you over the edge if it wasn't for how hard he was pounding you.
You nod eagerly as you begin to alternate between grinding and bouncing, your nails drag against his back leaving behind a red and irritated trail- yet he didn't mind it as it pushed him closer to his orgasm.
Leaning down to him your moans against each other's lips push you closer and closer. Your back is arching as you move faster wanting to cum so badly "keep going. Don't stop" he groaned, letting his head fall back.
His hair messily pushed against his forehead as it was covered in sweat and his eyes rolled back "god I'm gonna cum" he says breathily "I want you to look at me when you cum okay?" Says opening his eyes looking up at you.
You nod as you let your moans fall past your lips, the sensation building more and more until it became to overwhelming you gasp "I'm gonna cum" you whine as your hips fall more hastily on him, his moans mixed with yours as he drowned in the feeling of your walls spasming around him pushing him completely over the edge.
"Fuck" he groaned as warm spurts of cum filled you, grinding down and letting the cum spill past your walls and down the base of his cock you hum as your content with your orgasm. Pulling out he leans over to his side of the bed once more the both of you smiling as you stare at the ceiling. You feel his arm wrap around your waist pulling you closer, kissing the skin on your shoulder you feel comfortable as your breathing slows down.
“You did good. And I want you to know that I don’t want anybody else just you” he speaks finally relieving you off all the stress that clouded your mind, nodding off you slip away sleeping with light puffs of air and soft snoring content with your night.
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vernon-s-whore · 2 years
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"u are cute" u want me to drag my pussy across ur face like a slug, don't u
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vernon-s-whore · 2 years
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Reblog if you will answer LITERALLY ANY anon questions.
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BRING IT ON
challenge accepted 
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vernon-s-whore · 2 years
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That one mutual who likes all your personal posts
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