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Mon, 22 Nov 2021 16:03:10

Yoongi X reader

Just some really fluffy married sex

Nothing was going right for your poor husband today. He was trying to finish production on the new album. Mostly just finishing touches, but there was one song that refused to sound the way he wanted it to. You’d joined him around lunch time, bringing him lunch and making yourself comfortable on his sofa, mostly just to make sure he ate. For a while you just watched him work, content to watch him do what he does best. As the afternoon wore on, he was getting no closer to his goal and you unfortunately had things to do around the house. You stand to make your way out of the room, but he grabs your wrist.

“Stay” he whispers, pulling you close and burying his head into your tummy. You stroke at his hair, pulling slightly to relieve the pressure of the headache you were sure he had by now.

“Okay baby” you kiss his forehead and sit back on the sofa. There is a book laying on the table and you take it upon yourself to start reading. You’re only half a chapter in when you find yourself falling asleep. Sounds of frustration break through your nap. Yoongi’s head is in his hands, defeated. Your heart cries for him, knowing how stressed he is. Standing, you move to behind his chair, rubbing his shoulders. He leans into your touch, sighing at the small stress relief. He would never admit it, but Yoongi was a very tactile person, the tiniest touches could make him feel worlds better. You adjust the pressure, digging your thumbs deeper into the sore spots. He pulls you in to his lap and plays with your hair. Stroking you helps to calm his energy and yours. The track is still far from finished but now he feels lighter, like it will all fall into place soon.

Having felt him relax, it’s not long until you get a little frisky. Moving so you are straddling him, you nuzzle your face into his neck and play with his hair. He continues to work for a little while longer, but you feel his hips wriggle uncomfortably as his arousal grows. You grind your hips downwards, wanting to feel the friction of his fly against your leggings. Hands grab at your hips, forcing you to stay still. Yoongi’s eyes are filled with nothing but lust when you lift your head to look at him.

“I’m supposed to be working my love” he whispers, although it’s clear he doesn’t want you to stop. Instead, you lean your head forward, claiming his mouth with your own. Nibbling at his bottom lip until he allows your tongue entry to explore.

“We will just have to be quick then baby” you retort. He lifts you from his office chair, having you wrap your legs around his waist. Your back hits the studio door as he reaches for the lock before laying you out on the sofa. Clothes fly across the room, as eager hands roam over newly exposed skin. Mouths meet in a fever, eager to taste each other. The thought of sex in the Big Hit studio was thrilling. Sure, it had crossed your mind a few times, it just always seemed like an illicit fantasy. Your husbands tongue travels down your body, licking everywhere he could, occasionally stopping to kiss and bite little marks in his wake.

“I thought that said quick Yoongi-ah” your voice lilts at the end as two of his delicate fingers make their way inside your dripping hole. He scissors the digits making your back arch from the stretch.

“I’ll be as quick as I can jagi” he coos. The fingers are gone as soon almost as quickly as they enter, and you find yourself already mourning the loss. Its short lived as you find his face next to yours once more, his hard cock pressing at your entrance. “Ready?” you nod, and he pushes his way in. the lack of prep has you cringing at the stretch, but the burn feels so good. You signal its okay for him to start moving and he starts. At first his thrusts are achingly slow; you can feel every inch of him. Gradually his speed builds, each little increase like a small new torture for you aching pussy. He moves to lean on one elbow. This leaves his other arm free to drift between your bodies.

His hand plays with your clit, rolling it expertly, in the way only he knew how. The sensation had you keening. The familiar knot in your stomach was building fast. The release was sweet, a wave of pleasure, passed over your body with a moan of your husband’s name. your grabby hands search for him, needing him closer. They come to settle in his hair, tugging at the strands in the best way. His orgasm isn’t too far behind yours and the two of you lay there for a moment before he pulls out, all his weight resting on you.

“Okay my love I think that’s enough for today” he gets to his feet and finds some tissue to help clean you up. “I think it’s time we tidy up and just went home” he helps you up from the sofa and pulls you into a sweet embrace before helping to collect the clothes strewn across the room.

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Mon, 26 Oct 2020 17:22:18

Subspace - kinktober - day 25

Sub!Jimin

Jimin lies on the bed. A complicated series of knots keep him spread wide for you as your hand whips at his thigh. A glowing red mark is left behind at the harsh slap. Jimin lets out a groan at the pain and squirms in his attempt s to recoil.

“So useless baby, can’t even take a little slap” your pout is mean as you lean forward to lick at the sore flesh, leaving a harsh bite in the middle, making him howl again. You loved him like this. So fucked out, barely able to form a sentence as you tease every inch of his flesh. So eager to please your every whim. You crawl up the bed leaving soothing kisses along his stomach, admiring the marks you left there earlier. You come to as top at his head. Knees straddled either side. He licks his lips at the sight of your dripping pussy, presented so tantalizingly close. He sticks his tongue out and tries to push his head forwards, wanting nothing more than a taste of you, his treat after being played with for so long.

“Not yet Jiminie,” You scold pushing his forehead back “You are to wait until I say so” you use one had to push his cheeks together, his lips forced into a perfect little pout. “Do you understand me slut?” he nods as best he can in your grip, and you release him, patting his face patronizingly. You arch yourself backwards and play with his dick, teasing him relentlessly as your clit brushes against the tip of his nose. He writhes a little underneath you, desperate not to cum. He knows he isn’t allowed without your permission. As you feel him stiffen, unable to hold it in himself, you let go. You return your attention to his head. Your hands find purchase in his hair as you lower yourself onto his lips. You pull at his blonde locks as a signal for him to start, and he does. He laps feverishly at your folds, drinking in your arousal as he whimpers from the taste. You tug at his hair, controlling his angle and focusing his attention where you need it. As always, your perfect little sub fails to disappoint. Your orgasm comes quickly coating Jimin’s face as you grind down, suffocating him just a little.

You pull back as the pleasure fades and reach for a towel to clean him.

“Are you okay baby? You did so good for me today, you were so perfect for me.” He is clearly still stuck in his head, his eyes unable to focus. “Let me take care of you baby and then we will go take a nice cool bath okay?” he nods, and you move to untie his restraints, looking over for any bruising left behind. When you are sure he is okay you slip between his legs to take care of his till throbbing cock. You carefully slip it into your mouth. Aiming to please, not tease, you take the full length and lick at the thick vein along the underside that you know drives him crazy. He is cumming within seconds, ropes of cum shoot down your mouth and leave a trail connecting you to him as you release his softening dick. You clean off your mouth with the same towel and find his favourite blanket out of his care box.

Wrapping him up tightly and stroking his face you whisper “Come back to me baby, you’ve been so good” he finally manages to meet your eyes before blinking a few times. A lazy smile crosses his face.

“That was so fun Miss” you lean in to kiss his puffy lips before leaving to run that bath you promised

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Mon, 26 Oct 2020 11:22:35

Just one more? - kinktober - day 24

Overstimulation sub!jk

It’s been over an hour since you interrupted Jungkook’s studio time by tying him to his chair and pulling down his jeans. You just couldn’t help yourself. He looked delectable, and no matter how hard you tried to focus on the work you needed to get done, your mind kept wandering back to how peachy his ass had looked that morning. He needed to be punished for making you that needy.

You stroke your hand up and down his cock, fingers playing with the remnants of his second orgasm. He is even prettier like this. His mouth ajar just a little, your name tumbling from his pouty lips as you bob down to lick at his slit. He shudders as the overstimulation hits him and a tear rolls down his cheek. You pull your hand away only earning you a petulant whine.

“Please don’t stop…” his voice is breathy, as if he’d just ran a marathon.

“Jungkook…” you start to reason, concerned you had pushed him too far, having started with edging him before forcing two orgasms in quick succession. His eyes find yours, filled with nothing but love and lust.

“Please? Just one more? I’ve been so good…” if he weren’t strapped down, you’re sure he would be on his knees begging for you to continue. “please Y/N I’m okay I promise please.” His whine breaks you; your hand returns to its earlier position. You pump quickly as his groans of pain mix with the pleasure on his face. You lower your mouth and take him whole, gagging a little as he hits the back of your throat. One hand moves to play with his balls as the other steadies you on his thigh, rubbing comforting circles with your fingertips.

He cums quickly as you hollow your cheeks and accept the pitiful dribbles of his third release down your throat. He is panting hard. You’ve fully untied him before he has come around from his orgasm. Your brows knit together concerned, unsure if you should’ve given into his begs, but powerless against his needy eyes.

“Baby are you okay?” you reach out a hand to stroke his cheek and he nuzzles into your warmth. “Words baby I need to hear your words”

“M’kay” he manages, somewhat dreamily. Its clear he is still caught up in pleasure. You grab his hands and pull him up, with some difficulty, and lead him to your bedroom. He lays down in the center of the bed and you crawl to him cuddling into his side before he drifts off holding you like a teddy bear. Looks like you’re still not going to get that work done.

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Mon, 26 Oct 2020 10:12:25

Baby blues - kinktober - day 23

Namjoon X reader

Impreg kink

The baby shower had been in full swing for a while now. Playing game after game: guess the size of the baby, make the best clay baby, pin the bonnet on the baby. Absolute classics, and unfortunately absolute boredom. The women handling entertainment had lost your attention a while back. Instead you were focused on the group of men in the corner, most looking as bored as you, save two. Number one being the father-to-be, beaming with pride every time his wife brushed passed him, his fingers caressing her bump at every chance. The picture of wedded bliss. Number two was your doting fiancé. He was awestruck. Picking up and cooing at tiny booties, getting way too invested in the ins and outs of pregnancy, glancing at you with a warm smile. You knew Joon wanted a baby, and soon. You’d talked about it a lot, managing to get him to settle for a year after your wedding. It’s not that you didn’t want kids, you just wanted to spend time just the two of you for a little longer.

By the time party is wrapping up, there’s no mistaking the broody, lust filled expression on Namjoon’s face as he hurries you out of the venue.

“I need to get you home… right now!” his voice is low in your ear, making you shiver. The drive home seems to last forever. His hand stroking along your bare leg, pushing your dress to uncover more and more of you as you drive. You swat at his advances, trying to focus but he is difficult to stop when he gets like this. His fingers creep closer, playing with the lace on the edge of your panties. A little whimper betrays you, and he knows he has you. He cups your core and plays with you through the fabric. By the time you pull into your drive he has made you a panting mess. You turn off the engine and reach for the door only to find Namjoon had already done so, after sprinting round. He lifts you out of the car bridal style and rushes into the house, only pausing to kick off his shoes before throwing you onto the bed.

“I’m gonna stuff you so full of my cum the birth control you’re on will be useless.” His lips find yours briefly before trailing down your neck, his fingers resume their earlier task of playing with you through your underwear. You thrust your hips begging his hand for more friction. He obliges, slipping the flimsy fabric to the side and dipping his middle finger through your slick. He moans as he feels how wet you are. Not wanting to wait any longer he pulls your dress around your hips and peels your panties down your legs. His head comes to rest between your legs, his beautiful eyes staring up at you from such a risqué position never fails to turn you on, a wave of arousal washes over you.

“You’re so gorgeous baby…” his warm breath tickles your thighs “Think how pretty you’d be glowing, my baby growing inside of you.” His large palm covers your tummy as he inches a little closer to your pussy.

“As true as that may be, I wouldn’t be able to see those amazing eyes that I love so much if I had a stomach the size of a watermelon” Joon takes this moment to make his move, removing the smug look from your face. His sucks so violently at your clit your eyes are forced closed.

“Doesn’t look like you can see them anyway” his voice sends vibrations through your nerves. You peel one eye open and meet his mischievous gaze. He winks before going back to work. Two fingers stretch you out, scissoring inside you, bending to reach that sweet soft spot, all the while sucking harshly at your clit. Your high hits like a wave. Eyes squeezed shut as you squirm on his mouth. He kisses up your pubic mound, leading up until he reaches your belly button, making a point to pay attention to where his baby could be.

“You know I’m not pregnant right?” you joke.

“Not for lack of me trying” he winks at you again before shedding himself of his pants. Your mouth waters at the sight of his cock springing free. You make grabby hands for it, eager to take care of him the way he did for you. “Not today Y/N, I need you too much” he pins your hands above your head with one of his, the other supporting his weight, and he pushes into your waiting cunt. He dips his head, biting and sucking at your neck, creating little purple marks wherever he goes. His thrusts are hard and well-aimed, each one hitting at your cervix, leaving you feeling impossibly full. He releases your hands so you can play with yourself. His newly free hand lifts your leg to give him better access to you. Moans tumble freely from his mouth adding to your pleasure. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling his mouth up to yours in a passionate embrace. Your lips trail down his chin until you reach the spot that makes him come undone every time.

His hips falter as you nip at the sensitive skin before going harder with a new-found fervour. It’s not long until you feel the familiar ache between your legs, this climax hits you softer, a comfortable burst. A small whimper that escapes you as Namjoon cums, thick ribbons shooting deep inside your unfertile womb. He slides himself out of you and pulls you close, his hand immediately drifting in between your legs, pushing his seed back inside of you.

“I can’t wait to get you pregnant for real” he mumbles into your neck.

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Sat, 24 Oct 2020 15:38:41

Hate you more - kinktober - day 22

Jin X reader

Hate sex

Kim Seokjin. Even the name made you boil with loathing. He was loud, narcissistic, and obnoxious. Yet somehow everyone around you loved him. They craved his attention, swooned when his eyes met theirs. Everything about him was infuriating. Which is why you’re not exactly sure how you ended up bent over the cleaning supplies in the dorms cupboard for the third time this week as he railed you from behind.

It started after a night in with the boys. You had gone round to play video games with Jungkook and Tae, but he was constantly around. You were sat mid Mario Kart race when he entered the room placing himself on the armrest of your chair

“I see you’re losing Y/N” He taunted. In actual fact, Tae was far behind you, but he only cared about making you feel bad. The others had said that you were looking too far into it, all a joke on their hyung’s part but you were convinced it was part of some unspoken vendetta. No one believed you though, after all Jin would never want to make someone feel bad. The small smirks when someone comes to his defense tell you otherwise. You elbowed him in the ribs, making him fall from his perch and then ignored him for the rest of the race.

You placed a very close second, losing to Jungkook. The night had continued in much the same way, each of the boys had come home and joined you in the living room. Your casual gaming day became a full-blown game night. Someone suggested playing Mr and Mrs, Jimin and Taehyung going first. The only problem with that being they were on the same wavelength every answer had matched, meaning every turn lead to you and the rest of the boys having to drink.

Next the 94’s took their turn, not quite as consistent as the soulmates but still close. They failed on two answers: who is the better rapper (opting for each other), and who is better in bed (opting for themselves). At this point you were relatively tipsy having played another drinking game before getting to this point. Your head a little hazy, you hadn’t realized who they chosen to be your partner until it was too late.

As expected you and Jin answered every question differently. Neither willing to concede that the other might be better at something. The boys original plan had been for you to find some common ground, an answer that matched… a compliment given… something. They got nothing. So, they devised another plan. Jimin spilt his drink on the tiled floor, pretending to be a lot more drunk than he was. Namjoon offered to help him clean himself off, asking Jin to fetch the cleaning supplies for the floor in the meantime. Jungkook and Taehyung grabbed you, pushing you into the small supply closet and face first into Jin’s chest. The door slammed shut behind you.

“Guys this isn’t funny” you whined, banging on the door. It was no use. A note slid under the door.

“Reconcile your differences, we will come back for you later’

You’d let out a huff and made yourself comfortable on the floor, dragging your knees into your chest.

“NAMJOON-AH…. YOONGI-AH… THIS ISNT FUNNY.” His grating voice reverberated around the room.

“Would you just shut up!” you snapped, “They aren’t gonna let us out, all your doing is giving me another fucking headache.” He looked at you curled up on the floor and shrugged, not really caring what you thought.

‘JUNGKOOKIE-AH, YOU CAN’T LEAVE ME HERE” he shouted for a little longer before realizing they really weren’t coming back. He lowered himself down to the floor across from you and assumed a similar position, except he’d been staring at you. “This is your fault you know?” he accused. You scoffed and met his eyes.

“Oh do share how you think this is my fault, oh-wise-Seokjin” you lifted your head to meet his stare. It was clear he hadn’t appreciated the sarcasm dripping in your tone, but he replied anyway.

“If you didn’t have such an abrasive personality, I wouldn’t hate you half as much and they wouldn’t have deemed this necessary” his matter of fact tone had pissed you off so much, you’d leapt to your feet, furious. His mirrored your action, getting right up in your face challenging you to come up with an excuse.

“If you weren’t so self involved, you would see that the world doesn’t revolve around you asshole” you were breathing heavily, vibrating with anger “maybe you should consider that my personality isn’t abrasive, I just don’t worship you and that frustrates you to no end” his eyes flitted away from you gaze for only a moment before he had scooped you into his arms. Lips desperate against yours. All the anger being taken out in this one intimate movement. The two of you had come away chests heaving, just as the door was opened by a very afraid looking Hoseok. You had shot one last glare at Jin before storming out of the dorm that night.

Now the two of you were in the cupboard once again, this time by choice. It was the only place the boys wouldn’t look for the two of you. They never cleaned the dorm themselves; it was the perfect place to hide. Jin had you bent across one of the shelves. Back pressed firmly in to the wood as he thrusted into you, taking out all of his frustration at you on your dripping pussy. One hand was wrapped in your hair pulling sharply, as the other rubbed furiously at the sensitive bunch of nerves between your legs. Your hands sort purchase on his biceps, grasping so hard the half-moon prints from your nails were sure to leave bruises.

You found it very therapeutic to let out your anger this way. Seeing his stupid face contorted in pleasure, ruining his perfect façade mad you hornier than you thought possible. The shelving unit shook with the force of each push. The occasional cleaning product falling to the floor around you. Jin’s hips stuttered as he reached his high, releasing his cum deep inside of you. The relief on his face made your stomach flutter in what you believed to be disgust. Once he had regained full function his hand pinched at your clit, rubbing, flicking, and stroking until you came on his softening cock. He helps you to your feet without a word, grabbing a clean rag and handing it to you before he zips himself up and walks out of the small room. You follow shortly behind after smoothing your hair and dress. You walk into the kitchen to find the maknae line staring at you.

“What?” you question.

“You know if you wanted to keep that a secret you probably shouldn’t do it in a room that shares walls with most of our bedrooms” Jungkook’s tone is nonchalant, earning him snickers of approval from his band mates and intense blush that creeps up your face.

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Thu, 22 Oct 2020 17:20:55

Sweet like candy - kinktober day 5

Taehyung X reader

Smut/food play/Dom!Tae/semi public

The party had been going for hours now. The boys were celebrating the end of tour and a new award. Sat in the kitchen, you watched as Tae got pulled from person to person, occasionally sparing you a reassuring look. These massive big hit parties weren’t really your thing especially when your boyfriend barely had a chance to see you. With a huff you peel your eyes away and scan the room. Everyone was heading towards being a little too drunk. Your eyes landed on the large ice chest next to the dessert table. It was filled to overflowing with drinks and ice lollies.

You made your way across the room to grab one of the treats, careful to avoid the stumbling masses. Ice lolly in hand you found yourself a new corner to zone out in. You’re playing a game on your phone when it vibrates.

T: stop that

y/n: stop what Tae?

You look up from your screen to see your boyfriend glaring at you from the bar.

T: you know what you’re doing

y/n: I really don’t babe

his eyes move from yours to your lips and back again and the realisation hits you. He is getting turn on watching you eat the ice lolly. So you decide to put on a show. Slowly you lick up the side, not breaking eye contact, you then take the phallic object and push it deep into your throat. Tae’s eyes widen at your actions and he quickly scans the room, ensuring no one else is watching your performance. Luckily he seems to be your only audience. You watch as he shifts uncomfortably, trying to rearrange himself without drawing to much attention to himself. The people he had been talking to look concerned with his sudden change in demeaner, he waves them off and turns back to you just in time to watch you bite the end off the ice lolly and wink. You stand and walk towards one of the more private meeting rooms, knowing full well he would follow.

“You’ve been naughty baby” his voice is practically a growl when he walks in behind you. He immediately pins you up against the large table in the centre of the otherwise bare room. His lips capture yours passionately, desperate to satiate his need to be close to you. “How did you think you’d get away with something like that, in front of all of my colleagues? Are you insane?” he wraps his arms around your waist and lifts you on to the table, scrunching your dress up in the process. Your hands immediately go to flatten the material back down, but he pushes your hand away.

“Tae, anybody could walk in” your voice hushed with worry.

“But baby you were so willing to put on a show out there…” his lips trail up your thighs making you shiver. “If they walk in they walk in… I need them to know you are all mine.” He pulls your dress all the way so its up, covering your eyes. Before you get a chance to move it away a freezing sensation hits your belly button making you squeal.

“What the hell was that Tae?” he chuckles as you squirm away from the sensation.

“well you enjoyed teasing me with a popsicle, I thought I’d return the favour” he uses the treat to trace a line up your stomach, followed closely by his tongue. The quick temperature change makes you shiver. His free hand takes the fabric of your dress from your face, so you clearly see what he is doing to you. He brings the lolly down dragging it along the centre of your already soaked underwear. You wriggle as the ice hits up against your sensitive clit. Seeing the discomfort cross your face makes Taehyung’s eyes light up and he presses the dessert firmly onto your nub. The sweet sting draws a small moan from your mouth.

Your underwear sufficiently ruined, Tae moves the ice lolly to your mouth forcing you to take in the taste of yourself.

“Keep this here or you’re in trouble when we get home” he warns, you nod obediently as he finds his way back to between your legs. He pulls your panties down and tucks them away in his pocket. His long fingers drag along your slit gathering your arousal before plunging two deep inside of you. The stretch burns and you long to call out, but that risks you dropping the sweet from your mouth. The glint his eyes is evil as he begins thrusting relentlessly. Your jaw aches from keeping the frozen treat in your mouth for so long, cheeks flushed bright red both from the temperature and your boyfriends ministrations. You look so desperate for relief but all it does is spur him on more. Right as you feel your high approaching, he retracts his fingers and you clench around nothing. The impending orgasm fading almost as fast as it had built. He removes what remains of the popsicle from your mouth and licks it himself.

“You know I think you’re right this is a little public… we will just have to finish at home” he winks as you let out frustrated sigh. He helps you readjust your dress and you move to take your underwear back from his pocket. “Actually I think I’ll be keeping these for the rest of the party” he says moving out of your reach. Before you have time to protest he opens the door and heads back into the party.

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Mon, 05 Oct 2020 15:44:58

Rainy day - kinktober day 4

Hoseok X gn reader

Dom!Hobi, blowjob

“Come on baby, it’s not even raining that hard now” You pout at your boyfriend. You had gone on a quick weekend away since he only had a couple of weeks until the next comeback. Unfortunately. the two of you had chosen the worst possible weekend, and a storm hit almost the moment you arrived. Not that spending time cuddling with Hoseok as you hide from the rain is a bad thing, you’d just had your heart set on exploring the gardens and woods surrounding the B+B you were staying at. But after streaming 3 films in a row your butt had gone numb. Hobi looks down at you cuddled in his arms and then glances out of the window.

“I don’t know y/n, it looks like the clouds are still rolling in” he is rightfully suspicious of the break in the downpour, but you are undeterred. You push his arms off you and stand motioning for him to come with you. He groans but follows reluctantly. You grab your coat and run out into the gardens. The area was gorgeous: beautiful ivy coloured the old bricks of the building, manicured green lawns, and walls of climbing flowers creating hidden little wonderlands throughout the grounds. Hobi held on to your hand as you pulled him down the path, admiring the excitement in your eyes from finally being outdoors.

You managed about half an hour before the rain started pelting down again. It came down in sheets and you were soaked immediately. You found shelter in a greenhouse a little way down the trail. The two of you had gone so far you could no longer see the house. Hobi glared at you playfully, silently reminding you that he had been against the walk, now the two of you were stuck there until the rain let up again. You meet his eyes a little sheepishly and he stifles a chuckle, trying to keep up his annoyed façade.

“I’m sorry Hobi, I didn’t think it’d start again so soon” your eyes drop to the floor, naturally submissive. He smiles seeing you so willing to submit to him.

“It’s okay love, I’m sure we can find a way to pass the time” his hands find their way your shoulders, applying slight pressure forcing you on to your needs “besides you look so great wet” his tongue drags along his lips as he takes in your clothing stuck to your figure, hair dripping into your eyes, and the feigned innocence in your eyes and you look up at him from your new position. The sight made his cock twitch impatiently. He unbuckles his belt and uses it to secure your hands in front of you. “Now be a good girl for me and make me feel good.”

You obey immediately, opening your mouth waiting for him to guide himself into your throat. He pushes his jeans to his ankles and his cock springs free, every time you see it your mouth waters. Nothing brings you more pleasure than serving your Hobi, making him moan while he calls you his good girl. You move forward, desperate to fill your mouth but he stops you.

“You know what my love, you’ve been so naughty getting us caught here like this maybe you don’t deserve a treat” he uses his own hand to pump his length. Positioned so close that you could lick it but you didn’t dare move if he told you know, the punishment wouldn’t have been worth it. “Maybe I should just make you watch as I make myself feel good.” The glint in his eye was evil as he pumped himself faster and faster maintaining eye contact and watching you squirm. He tensed nearing his high, the sight making you let out an involuntary whimper. This was a mistake. His hand came away from his dick and grasped your face instead. He squished your cheeks together uncomfortably and brought his face level with yours.

“Did I tell you that you could make noise love?” you shake your head slightly, unable to move anymore in his clutch. He takes his from your cheeks and forces two fingers in your mouth instead. “maybe I just need to stuff your pretty face to keep you quiet after all. He pumps his fingers in and out a few more times before removing them, quickly replacing them with his cock instead. Your hair is wrapped around his hand, so your head is immobile. He fucks into your skull relentlessly. Tears roll down your face landing on your already soaked jeans, and you gag around the intrusion. He doesn’t let up until he is ready for release. His thrusts slow as he cums down your throat. He pulls himself away from you mouth and crouches down to your level. He drags his thumbs under your eyes removing remaining tears and kisses you deeply.

“You’re amazing baby” he whispers, his forehead pressed against yours “Now lets get you out of these wet clothes and take care of you.”

@adventuresinwonderland

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Sun, 04 Oct 2020 16:22:48

Rough day - kinktober day 3

Yoongi 18+

Praise kink/ foot fetish(kinda?)/fingering

All female recieving

Work had been long and unfruitful. Everything you had tried to achieve had been thrown back in your face. You’re close to tears when you trudge through the front door of the house you share with your husband. To your dismay he is nowhere to be found. You settle yourself on the sofa wearing only one of your husbands oversized shirts. You’d grabbed a sandwich and soda on the way, unwilling to put anymore effort into your day. You must have fallen asleep like that because the next thing you know Yoongi is crouched in front of you stroking your hair.

“Long day my love?” he asks moving to sit at the end of the sofa, laying your legs out on top his lap. He grabs one of your feet and kneads the days stress away as he listens to you vent. When you finish ranting you can feel all the tension drain from your body. You move to get closer to him, wanting nothing more then to make him feel better too, but he stops you.

“Tonight, I just want to make you feel good princess, can you let me do that?” his eyes search yours looking for approval and you nod, submitting fully to whatever he had planned. He continued kneading your feet, bending his head to press soft kisses all the way up to your ankles. Slowly his hands worked their magic all the way up calves to your thighs. His touch was unparalleled. Occasionally he would bring his fingers close to your core making you shiver but never quite touching you. Eventually he shifts you, so he is sat behind you, your head lying back on hi shoulder as he bites small marks into your neck. Massaging your shoulders and whispering sweet affirmations in between nips.

“you’re so pretty angel… look how easily you mark for me… you’re so precious to me…. I love you so much y/n” each phrase makes the blush on your face deepen; praise is not new from Yoongi, but it made you feel special every time. You moan at a particularly sharp bite and he uses the opportunity to slip a finger into your mouth, you suck on instinct. He watches you eagerly. Loving how you were always ready to please him even when it was supposed to be all about you.

He took the, now spit covered, finger from your mouth and moved it between your legs, using the moisture to rub at your hardened nub. You rut into his hand excited from the sudden escalation of the massage you’d been receiving. He chuckles at your impatience and brings his other hand down to play with your folds, dragging two of his fingers through your arousal. Once coated he plunges both inside of you, your hole burning with the sudden intrusion. The sweet mix of pleasure and pain pushed you closer and closer to your high. Your reaction only served to encourage your husband, as he moved his hands faster and faster. Your legs shake as you reach your climax, fresh arousal coating Yoongi’s hand. When he is sure you are finished, he removes his fingers from you and licks them clean.

“Wait here angel, I’m going to run you a bath,” he lays you back on the sofa and hurries off in the direction of the bathroom.

6 of the kinktober slots are still open for requests!

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Sat, 03 Oct 2020 10:29:44

Hoseok X reader
Anonymous sex

You’d been staring at the seductive stranger for a while now. Dressed in a tight black shirt and tighter black pants, something about him was calling to you. The ornate glittering mask he wore hid his identity from you, the only clear features his pouty lips and piercing eyes. Like pools of melting milk chocolate, so warm and inviting, familiar even. His hair was carefully styled into a quiff, a few messy strands tumbling onto his forehead.

You take a sip of your drink, willing yourself to suddenly gain the courage to talk to the man who kept pulling your focus before someone else stole your chance. You doubted your ability to manage a conversation. You felt severely underdressed in a sea of overwhelming ball gowns and excessive masks. Many people had gone as overboard as possible on the masquerade theme. All the women you had seen had feathers or pearls or gems adorning their facial decorations. Yourself, on the other hand, had opted for a cheap party city mask you grabbed on the way out of work that same day. For days you had um-ed and ah-ed about even coming to this party. Your friends had finally won you over, before abandoning you immediately on entry.

You down the remainder of your drink and turn to move towards him, the warm liquor spurring you… only to find he’s gone. You scan the room for where he might’ve disappeared but come up empty. Your chest deflates and you start to sulk, wondering just what to drown your sorrows in next.

“Can I get you a refill” you jump at the sudden intrusion and the perpetrator laughs. His laugh is truly infectious, and you find yourself laughing along at your silly reaction, until you face your new companion. It’s him. You attempt to stammer a response but have to settle with holding out your glass a little and nodding. He takes it from you and wraps an arm around your waist, leading you to the bar. He hands your glass to the bartender and orders you both the party cocktail.

“You look so stunning, I just had to talk to you” he whispers in your ear, making the hairs on your arms stand to attention. “How does someone in such an understated look manage to steal attention away from everyone else at the party?” you’re very glad that the mask is hiding the blush that creeps up your cheeks at this point. You suddenly feel very emboldened by the anonymity of it all.

“I could say that of the mysterious stranger I’ve found myself glued to all evening; you certainly know how to draw the eye.” You flirt shamelessly with the brunette, not sure what you are hoping will become of this evening. He grasps your hand and pulls it tenderly to his lips. The bartender brings back your drinks and you use it as an excuse to shy back into yourself for a moment, savouring the sweet burn trickling down your throat. He finishes his drink quickly and takes hold of your hand once more.

“Shall we dance?” he doesn’t really wait for a response before leading you into the centre of the dance floor. All eyes are on you as he sways you effortlessly across the floor. Giggles fall from your lips with every twirl, until he stops abruptly. His eyes met yours as the only warning before his lips crash into yours. He pulls back, breathing hard. His gaze meets yours asking for approval. You bite your lip and nod. It’s all the answer he needs as he takes your hand and the two of you flee the party.

It isn’t until the two of you are hidden away in an alley 2 blocks from the venue you realise you never asked his name…. And he never asked for yours. The thought chills you as his mouth trails down your neck. His open mouthed kisses set your skin on fire wherever they touch. You find yourself melting into every caress of his hands as they make their way down the velvet of your dress and under your skirt. You suddenly find yourself glad you hadn’t worn a gown like the other women.

“So wet already” confidence drips from his tongue as he feels the damp line along your slit. “What a dirty girl, you don’t even know who I am and yet you’re soaked through” you should be embarrassed by his words but the secrecy of your identity empowers you, instead preening at the degrading comment.

“So what if I am? Don’t act like you don’t feel exactly the same” you brazen statement followed by even bolder action as your hand moves to cup his growing erection. He lets out a grown at the contact, biting into the soft skin of your exposed cleavage. Clearly growing tired of the teasing, his fingers find their way under your panties. His digits dip through your arousal before landing on your clit, pinching the sensitivity nub roughly. A cry falls from your lips. The stranger smirks before moving to rub soothingly, leaving only pleasure from the pain.

Your mouth falls open, small moans tumble out as two of his fingers thrust in and out of you, his thumb keeping up with the relentless pace in your clit. Just as you feel your high approaching, seconds from the edge, he pulls away leaving you to clench around nothing. You whine at the loss, grabbing to pull him back to you. He presses against you, letting you feel just how hard he is. You take your cue and twist so he is now pressed against the wall instead. Using your clutch bag as a cushion, you kneel in front of him. He wastes no time freeing himself from the confines of his tight slacks, dick slapping against his stomach.

Your mouth waters instantly, unsure how far you’ll be able to get before your gag reflex forces you to stop. He was larger than the others you’d been with…. Not that there had been many, honestly this is beyond out of character for you. Still, as intimidating as his size and your inexperience was, you forged ahead licking one long stripe from the base to the tip. He shivers at your action, hands coming down to tangle in your hair, urging you on. You brace yourself on his thighs, feeling the muscles tense as you bob your head over his tip. You take about three quarters of his length before it feels like too much.

You hold intense eye-contact as you start to move your head faster, the beautiful sparkle now darkened with lust. Spit and precum accumulates around your mouth as you take him closer to his edge. You stop when he taps at your head. You release him and wipe your mouth with the back of your wrist.

“So stunning in everything you do” he coos pulling you back up to his level and pushing you up against the wall once more. He pulls at your underwear letting it fall to the floor, and you step out of them, enjoying the freeing feeling of the breeze hitting the damp folds of your vagina.

He brings your leg up to rest at his hip and lines himself up. You bite your lip in anticipation. He starts slow, the stretch burns a little but feeling so full negates the pain. You let out a long moan as he slides to the hilt, giving you a second to adjust before thrusting up into you. You’d both been worked up well enough that getting you to your end didn’t take long. A few well placed surges of his hips, hitting your sweet spot hard. As you come undone his thrusts become sloppy struggling a little to support your weight and his own.

Once you’ve come down enough to hold yourself he pulls out, finishing himself with a few final strokes. His cum hits the floor and you mourn the waste for a moment while he tucks himself away. His lips find yours once more before he reaches up to remove his mask.

“My names Hoseok by the way…”

Childhood crush Hoseok…

Big fancy city boy Hoseok…

It had been years since you’d seen him. He’d moved to Seoul after senior year, saying goodbye to him had broken your heart. But you hadn’t been ready to tell him how you felt then…. And you certainly weren’t ready now. He looks confused as you stumble back from him

“Do you know who I am?” he questions, reaching forward to take off your mask, but you back away futher. It figures he hasn’t guessed who you are. I mean you couldn’t tell by the sound of his voice and you had changed a lot about yourself since then.

“um… I’m sorry I should… Go” you stammer pathetically, abandoning your underwear on the floor and running away hoping he wouldn’t follow.

@adventuresinwonderlust @samros95 @thedarkwinterrose @sweeneyblue1

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I like the story of this one… I might continue it maybe

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Wed, 21 Oct 2020 16:30:26

DIY - kinktober - day 20

Tae X reader

Mutual masterbation

Watching your boyfriend game was becoming tiresome. You’d been sat in his room for almost an hour now and every time you asked him if he was nearly done, he flashed you that boxy smile and said

“Just one more round baby” each time you’d rolled your eyes and continued scrolling through the variety of social media apps on your phone. You glance up to see him clicking on the start round button yet again. Frustrated, you decide it’s time to take matters into your own hands. He is too busy barking commands at his party to notice as you slip out of your shorts and panties. The sound of his commanding voice aiding your arousal, even it wasn’t aimed at you like you wanted.

One hand falls between your legs, while the other found its way under your shirt to play with your nipples. You tentatively dip a finger inside of yourself, coating it in your own arousal before bringing it out and circling your clit. Little breathy moans escape your lips as you put on a show, mostly for yourself at this point as Tae can’t hear you over Jungkook shouts. You bring your fingers back to trace the line of your slit before pushing two back inside of yourself. This time your whine was louder. Tae’s head cocked to the side, he muted his headphones and tried to work out what that sound was, only to hear you whimper his name.

His head turned to you just as his character was killed on screen. Not that it mattered, his interest in the game had quickly faded hearing you. He removed his headset and watched you as you pleasured yourself, your eyes squeezed shut as you focused on the feeling. He couldn’t help himself, he moved towards you hand out-stretched, eager to replace yours with his own. You opened one eye as you felt him make contact with your thigh.

“uh-uh you didn’t want to pay me any attention, now I’m doing it myself. Go back to your little game” your hand comes out from under your shirt to shoo him away. He grabs it and kisses along your arm, eyes begging forgiveness. You remain cold and pull your arm free, flipping him the bird before focussing back in on you own pleasure. He sits back in his gaming chair resigned to watch. He releases his dick from his own shorts and strokes in time to the thrust of your fingers. The knowledge that he is watching you only turns you on more.

“Come on baby, you can take more than that” his voice is low and husky, his eyes transfixed on your dripping pussy.

“I thought I told you I was doing this alone” you quip, but push a third finger in anyway, the small stretch only adding to the sensation as you curl your fingers into your g-spot. You look at him through hooded eyes, watching the way he bites his lip. His left-hand grips onto the arm of his chair so hard the knuckles have gone white. His right-hand services his cock, rubbing faster as he gets closer to his finish. The sight is more than enough to have you coming undone. Your free hand moves to rub furiously at your clit. The tension in your stomach builds until you can’t hold it anymore, the flood gates open. You shake from the release.

When your eyes come back into focus you can see cum leaking down the side of Taehyung’s hand after his own orgasm. He wipes the translucent liquid with a towel from the floor before moving to lean over you.

“You have my undivided attention now baby, let me be responsible for the next one… and the next one…” there is a mischievous glint in your boyfriend’s eye as he lowers his head between your legs.

@adventuresinwonderlust @samros95 @thedarkwinterrose

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Tue, 20 Oct 2020 07:51:35

Yoongi X reader - married
Wax play, ice play, f!oral, unprotected sex

This had been the worst fight the two of you had had in a long time. Yoongi was due to set off on a new world tour within the next month and he kept bringing home the stress of rehearsals with him. Every time he came home he either collapsed on the sofa and stayed there until long after you gone to bed, or forced himself through dinner with you snapping at you when you asked questions he deemed too overwhelming for his current mental state. You know he didn’t mean it, often apologising as soon as he realises how short he had been with you, but after two weeks you’d had enough.

“STOP IT!” you shout after the twelfth grumbled reply of the evening “You have been awful to me for weeks now, and I get it you are stressed but did you ever think maybe I have bad days too?” he glances up at you from under his bangs before excusing himself from the table and locking himself in his home studio. You let out an exasperated sigh before throwing the empty plates into the sink, chipping one in the process. The flood gates opened then, and you retreated to your shared bedroom, safe in the knowledge that your husband would not come to bed until after he was sure you were asleep.

You must’ve passed out while crying. When you awoke the sun was streaming through the crack in the blinds, Yoongi no where to be found. He must have come in at some point though because your jeans had been removed, and you were tucked in with your favourite blanket and the teddy bear he bought you for your first date. You cuddle the small toy close before unravelling yourself and going in search of your missing spouse. You walk out into the living room but he’s not on the sofa. You search further into the house, heading for his musical sanctuary. That’s where you find him. Curled up on the small leather sofa in the corner usually reserved for when you want to watch him work. Soft snores fall from his mouth, he looks so peaceful there, finally relaxed. You crouch by his side and try to wake him, eager to sort through any lingering contempt from the night before. However, when he doesn’t stir, an evil idea forms in your head.

You run back to the kitchen to receive your weapon of choice. The ice cubes burn your hand a little as you rush back to mess with the man you love. When you return, he has turned in his sleep, giving you the perfect access to your target. You almost abort the plan when you see his angelic face, mouth slightly agape, he just looks so cute. But the ice is staring to drip out of our hand so its now or never. You take one of the cubes and rub it gently along the back of his neck. He lets out a small moan in protest to the damp sensation. The noise only spurs on your mischievous replacement for an alarm clock. You drop two ice cubes down his back, knowing how sensitive he is. The sudden damp wakes him up immediately and you rush to hide the evidence, slipping the remaining ice cubes into your mouth, not having an exit strategy for him awaking so fast.

The bleary man eyes you suspiciously, looking at your blown-out chipmunk cheeks. While tired he is not stupid. His eyes squint as his hand reaches out to push your cheeks together. One of the cubes falls out of your mouth and he laughs shaking his head at your antics, felling the tension break between the two of you. You stick your tongue out, the last remaining block of ice proudly sat in the middle. He pulls you in to kiss you. The two of you pass the cold shard back and forth until nothing remains. You pull away a little breathless, resting your forehead against his.

“I’m sorry for shouting at you baby” you whisper, genuinely sad that you’d snapped knowing how hard he’d been working.

“Don’t be silly, it’s all on me. I should never be that short with you ever. I love you far too much to ever make you that upset.” His hand caresses the side of your face as you cling to him, happy to finally be talking through the rising resentment.

“I love you too… so much” tears sting your eyes again when you think about how much your going to miss him when he goes on tour, knowing that part of the argument was pushing each other away in preparation for the long separation.

“Come with me?” he asks for what must be the hundredth time since the tour was announced. You sigh about to refuse again, you couldn’t just up and leave your job and friends, especially with how busy he would be, but his lips press against yours to halt your response. “Please, I don’t want to leave you again, I can’t” his eyes plead with yours, a sadness planted deep within them.

“Maybe” your voice is barely above a whisper, but it’s all he needs for now “Maybe for a little bit of the tour at least” you clarify, but it doesn’t matter, because he knows you, once your resolve budges an inch he can run with it for a mile. He sweeps you into his arms, all sleepiness worn off. He carries you back to your bedroom as you squeal for him to release you. He dumps you on the bed and is instantly covering your body with his. He places kisses along your chin and down your throat before pulling your hands away from your sides and above your head. He secures them with the handcuffs that had become a permanent fixture to your headrest.

“Now I think it’s time to get you back for the rather rude awakening this morning.” He pulls your shirt up your body, so it pools around your extended arms and crawls back off the bed. Reaching into your box of toys he pulls out a candle and lighter. “Fire for ice… what do you think Jagi” his voice dropped an octave as he set the wick alight and waited for wax to start dripping from the top. You squirm in anticipation as he moves the candle over your body. He tests the temperature on his own skin before letting it hang freely over your stomach.

*drip*

The first splatter of warmth hits your stomach and you let out a moan.

*drip*

The next two hit your thighs, close to your core. His free hand moves to play with the drying wax connecting the small trail of dots, his fingers getting dangerously close to where you wanted them most before he pulled them away and moved the candle to a new target. The wax was flowing a little quicker now, he took the opportunity to write his initials across your chest before blowing out the flame and placing the candle on the heatproof mat on your dresser. He signals you to stay still and exits the room. You close your eyes awaiting his return, enjoying the feeling of the cooling wax on your skin.

You hear him return but don’t bother to look. Your trust in him is complete, unwavering. A trust you regret just a little when the ice I dragged slowly across your heated flesh. Your eyes fly open, glaring at the cocky smirk now on his face.

“What happened to the fire?” you question trying to sound annoyed and failing miserably. His freezing touch prevents you from actually being upset. Too turned on to even keep up your fake argument. He pulls the cube down from between your breasts to your pussy, holding it just above your slit and letting the cool water mix in with your juices. When that cube was gone Yoongi reached for another one from a glass on the side. Placing it on his tongue he tucked his head between your legs and blew a cold wind over your still heated skin. One arm wrapped around your thigh the other snaking underneath him to play with your folds. Once his mouth is almost as cold as the ice he licks up your slit before sucking on your clit.

The severe temperature shift made you shiver with pleasure. His mouth moves expertly against your clit, drawing nonsensical shapes in your skin. Two of his fingers tease your entrance, their tips dancing in and out of you but never enough to cause the stretching burn you craved from them. Your about to whine for what you want, not above begging after the taunting he had put you through, when he surprises you by pushing three of his digits inside. You let out a high squeak at the sudden intrusion, the burn almost too much. Almost. You grind down as far as the handcuffs will let you. He chuckles at your eager reaction, pulling his hand back as much as far as you advanced.

“Please” the plea left your mouth almost involuntarily. He pumps his fingers languidly in and out. His digits curve expertly against your sweet spot.

“Please what Jagi… tell me what you need” he places kisses on your thighs and waits for your response.

“Fuck me… hard, make me cum hard all over your cock” your filthy mouth makes it impossible for him to hold back any longer. He rips his fingers from you almost painfully. He unlocks your hands, flips you over, and removes his pants. You grip onto the pillows as he lines himself up. He thrusts into you hard, pistoning his hips like a man gone mad. The feeling is incredible. One hand reaches round to play with your clit as the other wraps in your hair pulling you up flush against him. He places small kisses along your shoulders in between the grunts leaving his mouth. Your orgasm builds quickly in this position. The combination of the angle and his ministrations on the bundle of nerves between your legs has you almost screaming as the pleasure overtakes you, your husband not far behind as his hips stutter.

He cuddles you close as the two of you fall to the mattress, exhausted. When your highs fade, he moves to grab your recover kit, using a plastic card to remove the dried wax from your skin and rubbing the areas with a soothing moisturiser. He places kisses to the slightly pink skin and pulls you favourite blanket back around the two of you as you fall into a late morning nap. Back in his arms where you belong.

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Sun, 18 Oct 2020 17:40:41

Kinktober 2020

The last seven are open for requests! If no one has any I will fill it in at a later date

1.Pretty Baby – Sub!jk – edging

2.Done deal – Demon Jimin

3.Spa day – soft Yoongi – physical touch/praise (foot fetish if you squint)

4.Rainy day – Hoseok - dom

5.Sweet like candy – Taehyung – food play

6.Online – Jin - professor

7.Good morning – Kim Namjoon – somnophilia

8.Play time – OT7 – Orgy

9.Dinner time – dom!jk – spanking/cockwarming

10.Wild night – brat!Jimin – Brat tamer

11.Beach fun – yoongi – exhibition

12.Clean? – hoseok – shower sex

13.Innocence – Jin – virgin reader

14.Magic mirror – warlock!tae – mirror sex, Dom!tae

15.Music to my ears – reluctant sub!Joon – boy moans, recording

16.Green eyed monster – Jealousy reactions

Hyung line

Maknae line

17.Noona – jk has something to prove to a dismissive friend

18.Mine- yandere!Jimin – f2l (stalker/voyeurism?)

19.Iced out – Yoongi – temperature play

20.DIY – Tae – mutual masturbation

21.Masquerade – Hoseok – anonymous sex

22.Hate you more- Jin – hate sex

23.Baby blues – Namjoon – breeding

24.Just one more - Jungkook - overstim begging

25.Subspace - Jimin - sub

26.Relax - Yoongi - sweet fluffy, studio sex

27.Caught up - Hoseok - bondage

28.New toy - Taehyung - escaping handcuffs

29.Pent up - Jin - dry humping

30.Giddy up - Namjoon - thigh riding

31.Happy Halloween – OT7

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Requesthere - Give yourself an emoji so I can tag you and it’s easier for you to find

Feel free to let me know what you think! I crave attention

Extra tiny drabbles because I can’t turn down a request

Tae - oral fixation

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Fri, 02 Oct 2020 05:27:44

New toy - kinktober - day 28

You tentatively check the handcuffs restraining your boyfriend to the headrest of your bed. They seem to have him secured and so you got to work. It was rare Taehyung gave you full control. He like to play with the power dynamic between the two of you, but it was clear that he was always in control, until today.

After a long week without him Tae had waltzed right into your bedroom brandishing his new toy. Handcuffs had been at the top of your ‘to try list’, so to say you were eager was an understatement. After sharing a very quick hello kiss you pushed the lean man onto the bed and locked his hands above his head.

Now you were kneeling precariously over his face as you stretched yourself down to his waiting cock. Your fingers trailed along his thighs as he was forced to look but not touch or taste what he wanted. He shivered every time your nails lingered to close to his throbbing dick, far too turned on to cope with being teased like this.

A terrible over-sight on his part.

“Baby I’m not sure this is a good idea; I don’t think I can take it” his usually self-assured attitude reduced to that of a petulant child denied his favourite treat.

“Aww does Taehyungie want me to stop?” you lean back on your heels bringing your pussy so close he could almost taste it… almost. “Tell me… would you stop if it was thee other way round?”

“Not without a safeword no…” he grumbles a little defeated.

“And are you using yours… or do you just want to try and make me feel guilty?” you get a grumpy mumble in reply and smile in triumph, going back to your ministrations. Your hand finds its way to his shaft, pumping agonisingly slow with only his precum for lube. You are enjoying the power a little too much, too much to hear the clink as the handcuffs break in the middle. Suddenly your boyfriend’s hands are forcing your hips down on his face as you squeal. He licks a long stripe against your slit before delving in further to collect all of your arousal on his tongue.

You try to wiggle out of his grasp, but he has firmly wrapped his newly freed arms around your thighs. You resign yourself to this new fate and allow him to take back control. You grind down into his face, abandoning your previous mission of teasing him relentlessly. It doesn’t take long for you to cum like this, his new animalistic fervour doing nothing to quell your arousal. Once he senses you come down, he flips you, so you are on all fours in front of him. Barely giving you time to catch your breath, he lines himself up and pushes in.

After all the teasing Tae wants nothing more than his own release deep inside of you, but he knows you deserve a little more from him seen as he did ruin your new toy. He pounds so hard into you, your not sure your legs will be able to take the beating. Your hand reaches behind your back and signals your discomfort. Instead of stopping Tae pulls your back flat to his chest, holding your weight up with one arm, the other snaking around to reach your clit.

A tear rolls down your cheek as you feel another orgasm creeping up embarrassingly fast. Your breathing deepens, reduced to a panting puddle as pleasure overtakes you. Feeling you slump against him completely, your boyfriend allows himself to let go completely, cumming as far inside you as he could manage before letting you collapse into the mattress. He fetches a towel to clean up between your legs and climbs back onto the bed next to you.

“I’m sorry baby, next time I’ll buy stronger cuffs” he kisses your nose and cuddles you close as you try to stop your legs from shaking

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Wed, 28 Oct 2020 16:36:14

Kinktober - extra

Tae - oral fixation

This ask came in after another for Tae so here is a little one.

It was no secret Kim Taehyung had an oral fixation. Pens, fingers, food… something had to be in his mouth at all times or he wasn’t comfortable. You’d found this out early on in your relationship when he wouldn’t leave your chest alone, his tongue always found its way back to your nipples. Its not that you minded, you’d just never had a partner need to connect with you the same way. You’d brought it up to him afterwards and realized he barely knew he was doing it. Just something he absent mindedly went to do.

Once it’d been brought up you saw how often he had things in his mouth, it fascinated you to watch, sometimes you wondered how he managed to keep himself from choking. After a while he began using you to satisfy his craving, even in none-sexual situations, you found it unbelievably endearing. You’d be cuddled up watching tv with the boys and he would suck on your fingers, or you would be on the phone and he would nibble at your ear. His favourite place stayed your breasts.

Any chance he got, your shirt would be off and he’d bee attached to your nipple, didn’t really matter the situation or location. Bedroom, bathroom, swimming pool… if you were alone he was latched, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Honestly I’m not great with breast play I get no pleasure from it ‍♀️ which is why this is barely focused sorry

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Wed, 28 Oct 2020 15:29:26

I’m not sure whether you wanted him tied up or Y/N but I’m currently on the sub!train and it doesn’t seem to wanna stop.

You finish tying the last knot in your new polyfiber rope. The purple string looked so pretty tied in patterns keeping Hobi immobile. You sit back on your heels to admire your work. His arms are crossed like a mummy across his chest, sealed there with intricate knots leaving pretty marks against his sensitive skin. His legs are folded in two, stuck as if he were kneeling and then linked to the back of his arm restraints.

Hobi moans as you run your hands under the rope on his chest, checking how tight they are. From there you run your nails down his stomach, a barely-there touch. He shivers and tries to squirm away from the tickle, only to find himself unable. You chuckle darkly at his attempt.

“Already too sensitive baby?” you tease, and he nods in response, takin a sharp gasp of air as your hand finally reaches his crotch. You draw semi circles around the base, watching his growing arousal. Your mouth salivates at the sight. One hand goes to play with the band around his thigh, pulling the already tight know even tighter. “Colour?”

“Green.” Comes his firm response, so you continue. You lower your mouth to his weeping tip, licking carefully at his slit and enjoying the way all his muscles tense against the binds. Your free hand moves to swat at his balls.

“Relax or I’ll stop” your breath is too much on the damp of his cock and he jumps, earning him another hit. The pain is visible on his face as he tries to force himself to relax against the restraints. He loves the sensory overload from being unable to do anything about it, but losing control is still difficult for him. You move to alleviate some of his misery, taking all of him in your mouth with little warning. The moan that leaves his mouth is heavenly; long and slow. Submitted fully to the pleasure he knows is coming. You drag your teeth a little along the top of cock, catching an overly sensitive vein. His cock jumps in your mouth.

One of your hands trails back up his thigh to his stomach, pressing down heavily. Now he is groaning freely, lost completely in feeling of your mouth on his body. You increase you pace, almost pulling off before bobbing straight back down. Your eyes flutter up to watch his reaction. His eyes are scrunched shut and his nails are digging into the skin on his shoulders in attempt to keep himself from cumming.

“Stop that” you remove yourself and slap his hands “Only I’m allowed to hurt you” one of your hands returns to his cock, as your face stays even with his. You press kisses along his jawline, and his breathing deepens. “Come for me baby” you nibble at his ear and he come undone. His cum dribbles down your hand. “That’s my Hobi”. He opens his eyes and fixes you with a steely glare.

“Untie me I think its your turn” his voice is a growl but its hard to see him as threatening like this.

“Nope, I don’t think I will” you run your fingers under the ropes and play with the indents left behind.

@sweeneyblue1 @adventuresinwonderlust @samros95 @thedarkwinterrose

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Wed, 28 Oct 2020 04:14:44

Pretty Baby - kinktober day 1

Sub!jk reader

Edging 18+

“Look at you” you coo to the boy writhing beneath your touch. Jungkook’s hands were tied firmly to the bed frame, leaving him helpless and squirming as you pull away on the brink of his orgasm for the 2nd time. He lets a small whine, unable to produce any other sounds.

“You sound so needy bunny, does my pretty baby really wanna cum?” your teasing draws another moan from the boy as you drag your nail delicately along a vein in his cock. It twitches in response. The overstimulation causes Jungkook to squeeze his eyes shut and rut up to your hand in the hopes of feeling some friction. You chuckle and lower your mouth down to his sensitive member. Blowing on his leaking red tip earns you another whimper. Teasing him is one of your favourite things to do. He submits to the sweet torture so easily.

Your tongue traces the same vein your nail had moments before, precum drips down the side of his cock and you lap at it hungrily. Engulfing his dick fully, you bob your head down slowly, a move you know drives him wild but is nowhere enough for him to get off. He thrusts his hips up begging for you to go deeper, but instead earns himself a slap to the balls. Your hands find their way to his hips, forcing him to keep still under your ministrations. Agonisingly slowly, you move to press your nose into his pubic hair. Pushing yourself all the way down and back up hollowing your cheeks, careful not to add any extra stimulation. His high begins to build once more, you feel him tense. His chorus of unsatisfied moans going suspiciously quiet as he tries to hold himself back. You remove your lips with a pop and listen for his delicious sigh of disappointment.

“My poor pretty baby, you sound so sad” you’re just taunting him now, it’s a little sadistic but the pouty look on his face just makes it so worth it. “You’ve been such a good boy for me Kookie, are you ready for your treat?” he nods feverishly, and you move to untie his hands. “I need words baby boy” you move to untie his hands.

“Yes, I’m.. so r.. ready” he pants out.

“What do you need Kookie? Tell me what you want" he is so cute when he is breathless. He rubs at his wrists where the ties had been, making you a little concerned you’d made the too tight. You move to check you hadn’t hurt him, when he catches you of guard pulling you to straddle him.

“I want you” he drags your face to his for a heated kiss before lining up and thrusting deep inside of you

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