#nct u smut

I would like to request an NCT reaction to you(their s/o) wanting to try thigh riding

I haven’t written in a long time so I hope this is decent! Sorry for the wait xx - Admin Ari

(This is gonna be NCT 127 but replacing Haechan with Ten because in this house we don’t write smut about minors) 

Taeyong:Well come on over babe

Would !! Be !! So !! Keen !! To !! Try !! Taeyong would be so into it and would not be afraid to let you know it. He’d pull you onto him straight away and ease you into the situation with no waiting. 

Jaehyun:Really?

Jaehyun bby would be surprised you wanna do something kinky with him but he’d be game for sure to try it out. He wouldn’t expect to love it so much either, your facials when you rode his thigh never failed to get to him. 

Johnny:Sit on daddy then.

ooooh boy, Johnny like Taeyong would be so down to try it with you and would not be scared to let you know. He’d be so determined to make sure you enjoy every bit of it without any worry. 

Taeil:That’s a bit kinky for you

Taeil being a sarcastic little shit would joke about it for a moment before taking it seriously, keen to try it with you as long as you were comfortable with everything. He wouldn’t enjoy it as much as the others but he’d still love to make sure you were being pleasured. 

Yuta:*stays silent but pulls you onto him*

Yuta wouLD HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU TO ASK. He’d always imagine himself being in a situation with you on top of his thigh, getting off right on top of him. 

Doyoung: Are you sure?

To be honest, I can’t see Doyoung being a fan of doing it often but he’d do it if you really wanted to try it and you enjoy it. 

Winwin:o-oh

okAY BUT YOU BEST BELIEVE THIS BOY WANTS TO TRY THIGH RIDING WITH YOU, he’ll definitely be shy and you’ll have to take charge until he gets the hang of it

Mark:You want to do what?

Mark like Doyoung probably wouldn’t be into it as much as the others but would do it if you wanted to. He’d be more taken aback with the question though, not being the most adventurous one. 

Ten:Of course

Ten would agree straight away, like Yuta he’d be picturing the day you’d ask. This boy is adorable but don’t underestimate how kinky he is. He’d love to see you ride his thigh, coming undone just by sitting atop of him. 

Pairing: Reader X Jaehyun

Words: 2300+

Genre:Smut

Warnings: Sexual / mature content and language, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism

Request:“Hi could you do Jaehyun smut ? He fingering you under the blanket when the members are around. Thank You xoxo”

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“We’ll be waiting for you,” is all your boyfriend Jaehyun could say before his warm hand is sliding itself off your waist as he leaves the kitchen. Your skin still warm from where his fingers once touched you. You knew his intentions, you could see right through every word his perfect lips dropped to you. He was being overly touchy today and it could only really mean one thing.

I mean you couldn’t really blame him, you are about as bothered right now as he is. It had been a few weeks since you two had had a moment alone together, and the time apart can really way down on a person. It’s just that, for the amount of time you’d been away from Jaehyun, you had also been away from the rest of the boys. You missed all of them, almost as much as your dear boyfriend.

You think back to Jae’s not so subtle words and chuckle to yourself. Any one else would have taken his ‘we’ll be waiting’, innocently, but not you. He seemed to have no shame here tonight in the middle of Johnny’s kitchen, and as much as you would love to take his extended hand and let him lead you to the car, you had other plans. It was one of your monthly movie nights with the boys and you wouldn’t miss one for the world. You and Jae could spend as much time as you wanted to back at your house, but it’s pretty hard to get all of the boys together for a night. You weren’t going to leave this house for a while, no matter how much Jaehyun wanted you to.

Your grip tightens around the bowl of popcorn you are holding as you make your way into the living room. The buttery smell of the freshly popped snack comes wafting up to your nose and causes a smile to find its way to your lips. The subtleness of the aroma causing happy memories to resurface in your brain. Countless nights of snuggling up with Jaehyun and the rest of NCT in their dorm as some random movie plays on the screen, comes into mind. The happy memories seem like they would last forever. Like you thought earlier, you are no stranger to the insane schedule the boys are subjected to, so when you can see them all take a deep breath and relax, even if it’s only for a few hours, it is nice. It makes you feel almost as good as you know it makes them feel.

You walk over to what seems to be the only empty seat in the entire room and make yourself comfortable. You turn your head to Jaehyun and notice that he already has his own bowl of popcorn resting on his lap. Mark seems to notice this too as he looks over at the bowl resting in your hands and his face breaks into a smile. His eyes flash up to yours and then back at the bowl, silently begging for you to give it to him, and no one else. You smile at his expression and slowly reach over to hand him the popcorn. His eyes widen and he nods a small thank you to you.

You look back over at Jaehyun and realize he is already looking back at you. You study his sharp features before scooting over to plant a soft kiss to his cheek. He gives you a small smirk before turning his attention to the tv screen. The expression he gave you sticking deep into your mind. It looked devious, almost as if something was being cooked up in his brain. Should you be worried?

The title screen of The Justice League movie begins to flash on the tv causing a few groans to be heard from the boys.

“Who picked this one?” Doyoung questions with his eyebrows knitted and an apparent pout on his lips.

“Yeah we just watched this,” Yuta adds crossing his arms.

“I don’t see you coming up with any better options, besides this movie is amazing. It deserves to be appreciated more than just once,” Lucas pipes up.

Doyoung scoffs before throwing a piece of popcorn at him. The two begin to laugh as Lucas picks up the small kernel and pops it into his mouth with a giant grin plastered on his lips.

“Mm, thanks Doe,” Lucas cooes, smiling to himself.

Everyone remains silent as Johnny presses play on the movie and the title screen slowly slips away.

The movie starts up and you and the rest of the boys fall silent. A few words are spoken here and there, small comments about the film, but it seems that everyone is pretty engrossed in the movie.

Everyoneexcept for your needy boyfriend.

You two were secluded to your own loveseat that quite frankly was a little too small for comfort. A few inches smaller and you would be sitting on top of Jaehyun. You normally wouldn’t be complaining, but every single movement Jae made would break your concentration from the movie, and there seemed to be way more interruptions than there should be. Every time he moved you would look over at him to find that he was already looking at you. That same devilish smirk on his lips that was there before the movie had started. You would choose to ignore him, but it seems that he was going to keep up his act until he received the attention he so thought he deserved.

The movie continues on and you think that Jae has given up. You find yourself to be quite wrong when you feel his hand shift under the blanket before resting itself upon your thigh. You choose not to look over at him this time, which was the wrong move. Upon no reaction from you, Jae takes it upon himself to slide his warm fingers up to the hem of the skirt you regret wearing. He plays with the fabric before continuing his hand into the front of your panties. Finally realizing his intentions you shoot him a warning look.

“Come on princess, it will be quick,” he whispers into your ear. The vibrations causing the hairs on the back of your neck to raise.

“The others are here Jae, what if someone sees?” you question shakily. The proximity of his lips and the position of his hand cause you to become hyper aware of your surroundings. You try to shift yourself a little bit away from him, but you realize that there is no where for you to go.

Jae runs one of his fingers up your clothed heat causing a shudder to run through your body. He hums at your response.

“See I know you want this, no one will know unless you let them. Just keep quiet princess.”

You let your eyes scan over all of the boys around you, noticing that not a single one has picked their heads up to look at you. You let out a soft breath, realizing quickly that there was no winning this fight. As much as you hate to admit it, now that the idea has been planted into your head, there is no turning back. You do want it, and you want it now.

With a huff you nod your head softly to Jaehyun. You just know there is a huge dimpled smile now plastered on his face.

He takes his long digit and uses it to push your panties to the side. His finger starts to run up your slit and you crush your lips together to hide any unwanted noises.

You can’t believe this is actually happening.

Jaehyun’s finger does another delicious swipe before he starts to slowly insert it into you. The pleasure causing you to reach out and squeeze the top of his thigh. You can feel him soak himself into you until his knuckle reaches your opening. Any other time you would let yourself bask in this thought, but right now, the only thing on your mind is keeping quiet.

You do another sweep around the room with your eyes, finding that no one has yet turned to look at you and Jaehyun. Jaehyun feels you relax a little bit after this and uses the time to slide in a second finger. You squeeze your lower half tightly causing Jae to let out a quick breath.

“Shit baby,” his voice comes out as barely a whisper.

Your nails sink into him, definitely leaving marks on the skin of his thighs. He doesn’t seem to mind though because he reaches his face down to press a quick kiss on your neck. His fingers still pulling in and out of you wonderfully.

He starts to quicken the movement of his digits in you and your breath starts to come out of your nose sporadically. You are trying your best to not make any sound, but your energy is slowly draining.

You focus your eyes on the tv screen and try to make it seem like you are caught up in the movie. However, you just know that if any of the boys were to glance at you, the constipated look on your face would clearly indicate a red flag.

The movie turns to the fighting scene where Superman has just been resurrected from the dead and you silently thank anyone up above at this timing. You can’t help the way your breath is coming out in harsh pants now as Jaehyun quickens his pace, and the volume coming from the speakers seems to be drowning out your noises. You can feel yourself coming closer and closer to the edge, as the knot of ecstasy starts to wind itself deep in the pit of your stomach. You can just tell you are almost there when Jaehyun slows his fingers completely and lets them rest inside of you. You turn to him angrily and he just keeps his eyes on the tv with a smirk plastered on his face. Your heat starts to tighten as you sit there falling farther and farther away from your climax. You can tell what Jaehyun is doing and you can’t say you are quite happy with it. The longer this goes on the more likely you are to get caught.

You can feel every inch of Jaehyun’s smooth fingers as they rest inside you. You let out a huff, your skin feeling like it is on fire as your eyes lazily fall onto the other couch across the room. You don’t notice the pair of eyes that are looking at you until Jaehyun starts to move his fingers again. Yuta is staring at you with such intensity that you can’t help it when your eyes grow twice in size. Jaehyun’s fingers quickly return to the pace they once were at and there is no way for you to inform him of the audience you have acquired. Any loosening of your lips and a sea of moans would come flooding out afterwards. You can only just hope that Yuta hasn’t realized anything yet.

You quickly turn your gaze to the tv, trying your best to relax your face, and hide any sort of inclination on what is currently being done to you. You wait a second before looking at Yuta out of the corner of your eye. His gaze is going between you and Jaehyun as his eyes double in size. 

He knows, there is no possible way, he doesn’t know.

You can feel your orgasm coming quickly again, and you bury your face into Jaehyun’s shoulder. Just as the wave of pleasure rushes over you, you choose to open your mouth and bite down into Jaehyun’s shoulder. You feel him tense up and a short gasp falls from him mouth at the feeling of your mouth. You are quite pleased with yourself at how little noise falls from your lips as Jaehyun lets you ride out the high. Once you are finished and oversensitive, Jaehyun slides his fingers out and you are able to relax again.

Your mind doesn’t let you rest though because for a few seconds after your orgasm, you had forgotten about Yuta, but now everything comes flooding back to you. Your cheeks become a deep shade of red as you glance over at him. He has his own gaze on the tv, his lower lip drawn up in between his teeth as a deep blush creeps itself up his chest and onto his own cheeks. He doesn’t dare look over at you, but his whole appearance and the way his chest rises and falls so harshly, you know that he is aware of your gaze.

You feel Jaehyun pull his hand from under the blanket before bringing it up to his mouth. He places his two fingers past his lips and starts to suck you off himself. Your eyes grow big as an involuntary gasp comes out of you.

He can’t be serious. Is he really doing that right now.

Your gasp must have come out louder than you had thought as you hear a chuckle come from one of the other boys.

“What a man can’t lick the popcorn seasoning off his fingers Y/N?” Jaehyun questions to you innocently. The look in his eye however, is nothing of the sort.

“It’s the best part,” you hear Johnny speak up with a chuckle. You feel yourself want to be swallowed up into a deep hole now.

“It truly is,” Jaehyun lets out harshly, after finally releasing his fingers from his mouth.

You can’t help but look at Yuta who is staring at Jaehyun. The expression on his face is unreadable as his eyebrows are knitted tightly together, but his eyes seem scared. He looks over at you and quickly averts his attention once he realizes you are looking at him. You watch him look around awkwardly before clearing his throat and getting up from his seat. Without a word he quickly exits the room and you hear the bathroom door close loudly a second later.

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A/N:All sexual content in this and any other of my scenarios, are consented to.

A/N: Repost as always. I didn’t add Chenle, Jisung, Shotaro and Sungchan

Doms:

Yuta

Doyoung

Kun

Jaehyun

Johnny

Xiaojun

Jungwoo

Renjun

Yangyang

Switches:

Haechan

Jeno

Lucas

Mark

Taeyong

Ten

Subs:

Hendery

Jaemin

Winwin

Taeil

Hard dom: Yuta, Doyoung and Kun

They give me big hard dom vibe, especially Yuta. I swear to god, I can’t explain it. Everytime I watch them act on TV shows, Vlive or on whatever else and then I watch the way the other members act, I don’t sense the same shit than with the others. They’re definitely kinky AF

Soft dom: Jaehyun, Johnny, Xiaojun, Jungwoo, Renjun and Yangyang

I really can’t see them always being rough when it comes to sex. They’re also into some kinky shits that they looove to direcg on you. They aren’t the type to remind you who’s the boss in bed, but rather to show you simply who’s top.

Switches:Haechan, Jeno, Lucas, Mark, Taeyong and Ten

I see all of them being complete switches. Being the top or sub, they don’t mind at all. It mostly depends on their mood.

Subs: Hendery, Jaemin, Winwin and Taeil

A while ago, I would’ve persisted in saying that Winwin was a dom. Well, I guess now my mind have changed.

Hendery and Jaemin are subs, but lining to the switch side. It would be mostly vanilla, if they were to be doms (with A LOT of teasing). Winwin and Taeil are subs, rare are the times when they’re tops, but it doesn’t mean they would never be.

A/N: Repost. @ateezlips Sorry for taking so long!

“Jeno, are you sure it’s a good idea?” Jaemin asked worried, even if he already felt his pants tighten as you lay down, half-naked on the bed, not looking away from Jeno’s eager gaze.

Inside, Jaemin wanted it, wanted to see you get fucked by your two best friends, but on the other hand, he didn’t want to risk that the next day you would regret everything. The alcohol had clearly confused your spirits, which was the cause of this situation.

But the strip you gave them was a clear sign that it was too late to go back. He couldn’t stop himself from snicking his hands into his pants and stroking himself as Jeno almost threw himself on you. He was no longer able to wait, your teasing being too much for him. Your lips joined in a sloppy kiss, almost sensual, but still so bestial.

His arms wrapped around your waist to switch your position, pulling you on top of him, your still covered aching cunt resting on his hard cock.

Laughing about the idea of ​​making a threesome together never really made you think it would happen for real.

Sometimes later, the mood between you three had completely changed, the doubts and worries having vanished. The violent skin snapping and moaning could surely be heard by your neighbors, but it wasn’t as if what you had consumed earlier could help you become aware of what you were doing and make less noise.

You found yourself between the two of them, letting Jeno use your mouth to get off and Jaemin fuck you from behind. His hands holding your ass tightly, spanking you whenever he wanted.

You found it hard to support yourself with your arms, you felt like they could let go at any time. Your muffled moans were proof of how good what they were doing to you was. Their view of you had changed drastically, turning erotic, making them every second ever hungrier for more.

Suddenly you felt Jaemin grabbing your forearm and pulling you backward, your back flattening against his firm chest. You let out a small moan, as he forced you to pull yourself away from Jeno.

“Jaemin, what are you doing-” You got cut off by him turning your head and taking possession of your lips, licking your lower lip asking for permission which you accepted gladly.

Jeno didn’t do anything, his mind too clouded by the scene unfolding before his eyes to even do something. He just stood there, watching you two as he touched himself.

Certainly his hand was no better than your mouth, but seeing you getting fucked so good by Jaemin in front of him added a certain pleasure.

As your kiss with Jaemin flared up, you felt his hand on your breasts, his fingers teasing your nipples, making you whimper between his lips. With all of this; Jaemin fucking you relentlessly and playing at the same time with your sensitive breasts and with Jeno sitting against heandboard masturbating watching you get fucked by his best friend; it wasn’t long before you came.

Jaemin pressed you even more against his chest as your orgasm washed over your body. You released the most sinful moans, which were like melodies to their ears. A little while later, they came too and fuck.. you never thought their groaning were so hot.

At the time, it was as if your friendship was no longer a concern to all of you, your deep desires had taken over with all the alcohol you had consumed. Chances are that the next day, when you wake up fully aware, you will regret everything that happened the evening before, or not. If you even remember it.

lt y ➳ long flight ☾

[23:22]now playing: long flight - lee taeyong

[warning]mommy kink, pegging, bulging, lingerie, kitten/kitty kink, spitting (lots of it), brief master kink, brief petplay, degrading, ass play, cock ring, handjob, blowjob (f receiving), mention of a safeword, rich!reader x goth!femboy!camboy!taeyong, camboy au (ft. other legal members of nct)

2nd person// 4.4k words

[a/n]here it is: the sub!taeyong we’ve all been waiting for! this another one of my personal favorites <3

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your porn options were getting cut short. not like there was a diverse amount of femdom porn, anyway. but nothing was satisfying you anymore. no matter what website you browsed, or what category, nothing was to your taste.

you gave your last hope to an amateur pegging video that seemed tasteful from the thumbnail and short clips that played, when an ad, specifically for a cam website, buffered instead.

you braced yourself for the annoying voice of some naked girl. who was either barely legal with horrifying childishness, or crusty as hell with botched lip fillers and some european accent telling you to “spit on your cock” or assume you were jerking off.

but instead a slim yet tall boy appeared. he seemed to be no older than mid-twenties with platinum blonde hair cut evenly into a bowl cut, as if his hairdresser had ocd. it was horrid yet… adorable? he didn’t mutter a single word as he stroked his cock with a purple dildo stuffed inside him, only soft moans and exhales left him as he looked into the camera with pure bedroom eyes. his jaw hanging loosely.

“this is new…” you said, intrigued. quite turned on from the 15 second clip compared to the 15 minute video you originally clicked on. “imma just-” you exited the tab and pulled up a new one, typing in the website frantically.

cambabes.com

of course, a whole bunch of women pop up with bodies full of plastic with a couple of natural girls scattered here and there. but you’re not here for them, obviously.

you continue to scroll until a handsome brunette boy catches your eye. he’s skinny, very skinny. in the thumbnail he’s fully clothed, a hand on his crotch area and his tongue poking out the corner of his mouth. yet it holds so much submissive power. you were certain he was gay, until you saw the title of his livestream.

I need a mommy (╥﹏╥)

“no, this can’t be real.” you muttered to yourself, rubbing your eyes, expecting to reopen them and see that you were completely mistaken. apparently, you weren’t. the same four words and emoticon stared at you, nagging at you to click on it.

and that’s exactly what you did. it took an eternity to load but when it finally did, you were introduced to his naked upper half. his hand glided on his dainty chest, occasionally flexing and making his barely-there abs more prominent.

the camera quality wasn’t the best. sometimes it lagged and froze, but you guessed that’s what the overall aesthetic was supposed to be. his room was nice, though. it was illuminated by a bright red led sign that you couldn’t fully read since it was cut off by his figure.

tips and comments came in like crazy once he touched his cock and he allowed such beautiful moans to come out of his moist lips. his moaning was like a pretty combination of masculine and feminine. sometimes one overpowered the other, making them more of a whine or grunt.

however, looking at the usernames, you realize most of the people watching him were male.

Put_it_in_U69 tipped $7:

why have a mommy when you could have a daddy?

OsakaPrince tipped $20:

I could treat you better than any woman can

80sDaddy:I know you want real dick you slut

he was clearly uncomfortable. he shifted and mumbled awkward thanks to those who tip him. his bright puppy eyes resembled disappointment even with the low camera quality. his strokes on his dick unconsciously getting slower and sloppier.

you took pity on him. and a few clicks and robot tests later, you did the unspeakable.

sunshinemommy tipped $100:

what a pretty baby boy you are ♡

you felt good about it. you watched as his eyes bulge and his body scoots closer to his laptop, squinting his eyes as if he couldn’t believe what he was reading. then, his lips curled into an adorable smile, the grip on his cock getting tighter.

“thank you, mommy.” he beamed, beginning to pump himself again, a sinful moan going straight for your core.

you chuckled as a hand creeps down the waistband of your shorts. “you’re welcome, baby boy.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

exactly one week later, you’re on the same website watching that same boy, who goes by yongie. this time around things were more spicier.

“mommy…” he whimpered delicately, swiping his tongue across his top lip. the dildo shoved deep into his hole as he stuck his two fingers into his mouth.

he knows you’re watching.

and he wants to put on the best show ever for you.

“you like that, mommy?” he asked, referring to him riding the 7 inch dildo, pretending it was your strap. if he closed his eyes tight enough and blocked out the sound of old men tipping him, he could picture your body beneath him, whispering dirty things to him. despite not knowing what you look like.

like was an understatement. you fucking loved the way he bounced up and down on the silicone object, clutching his tummy when he hit the right spot. there was no second thoughts when you opened up your wallet and splurged on the pretty boy.

sunshinemommy tipped $500:

mommy likes that very much. why don’t you show mommy your pretty hole?

a small gasp is blown onto the mic when he sees how much you’ve sent him, nearly tearing up. “t-thank y-you, mommy.” he choked out, quickly cumming shortly after.

he did what he was told and turned his backside towards the camera, before slowly lifting himself from the toy to show off his puckering hole for you. he was on the tighter side. must be a beginner, you thought.

he was younger than you by 4 years. and you’d be bluffing if you said that you didn’t have a twisted fantasy of wanting to teach him. teach him the unholy ways to pleasure himself and others.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

saturday’s are for the cam boys now. you’d wait patiently for yongie to upload around around his usual time—7 to 8 pm pacific time—occasionally checking out other cam boys.

you did find the boy with the bowl cut, jungwoo is his name. he was quite popular. getting spoiled every 5 seconds or so. but he didn’t have that same spark as yongie did.

there was something about yongie that was so captivating. like a vibrant blue butterfly amongst the typical white or yellow ones. but not just with his looks, but his aura. he had big baby energy and you vibe with it.

you glanced at the clock on your macbook;11:21 pm, new york time. he’s a little late today. you tapped your nails along the corner of the laptop, rhythmically, nearly shutting the laptop by grabbing it too forcefully once you saw the notification pop up on your screen.

you gasped. he had collected enough money to get a better camera, so you could see all of him in a better quality. but that’s not all. his hair is dyed black to match the clip-on kitten ears and black tail plug he was wearing.

he stared into the camera as he fondled with his tail, an almost pure smile on his face. it only shines brighter once he sees your username on his monitor. “mmm~ master.” he hums, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth.

your mouth still hung open as he started toying with the plug, taking it out more than halfway only to put it back in. a content sigh released from him. you weren’t the only one going crazy about this either, the tips and heart eyes came in like a landslide.

but he didn’t care about them. his focus was on you, and how you felt. did you like it? did he look good? were you turned on? were you still watching? the answer to all of those were a big yes.

all of your emotions jumbled together to create a cluster of horniness and desire. you couldn’t help but imagine his skin on yours, your hands in his hair, your fingers in his mouth, his dick inside you. you wanted him, and you wanted him now.

sunshinemommy tipped $800:

look at my beautiful kitten ♡ message me later, kitty ;)

was this the right thing to do?

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

the 7 hour flight to the city of so called angels was borderline unbearable. some naps were interrupted by crying toddlers and over enthusiastic fly attendants handing out peanuts, but it was worth it to see his face twinkle with giddiness at your figure standing before him. like an 11 year old boy meeting his star basketball player.

he was more ethereal in person. his jet black hair shielding his sparkly orbs framed by buffed out eyeliner along his lash lines, perfect proportioned nose, dainty lips tinted a deep red, killer jawline, a thick leather choker decorating his neck, and his frail figure made him seem straight out of an anime. only a scar on his left eye proved that he was indeed human.

“you’re here!” he exclaimed, endearingly. you chuckled, letting your hand fall from your duffel bag. “I sure am.” you replied rather awkwardly. your shoulders unnecessarily tense.

yongie outstretched his little arms, asking very politely, “may I hug you?” his bottom lip stuck out, uncontrollably, into a cute pout. “of course, baby.” you let him wrap himself around you, his head resting on your chest. he felt safe in your embrace and with your hand carefully combing through his hair.

after the quick exchange of affection, he let you in his surprisingly small yet tidy townhouse. the first room you saw was the living room, which only had a couch and a shelf with a couple books piled up. all his furniture was black with no marks, scratches, stains, nothing.

even his wooden floors were spotless, freshly cleaned by the looks of it. you smiled to yourself, following him up the narrow stairwell to his room, his hand clutching onto yours.

behind the door, you were meet with the led sign that had been his main light source for his cam videos. you felt at peace finally knowing the iconic sign said; yes to all.

yongie adjusted the thick choker around his neck that constricted him as he gulped silently. you followed his eyes to the digital clock set on his nightstand. two minutes until you’d be fucking him in front of all his usual 5,000 viewers and it made your insides twerk with exhilaration.

“you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to. I can-” the certain tone and confidence in your voice interrupting him made his dick jump. “no. I want it.” there’s a quick stillness hanging over you two, a silence that spoke volume.

yongie felt like a dirty peasant in the presence of powerful queen who could easily tear him down, control him, and/or abuse him as she pleased. all with a single gaze. he fucking loved it.

“go ahead and get started, kitty. I want to see a quick show in person.” you winked and sat down in a lounge chair across his bed, out of camera and with a perfect view of his monitor. he threw off his oversized shirt and pulled up his laptop and camera.

you licked your lips at his upper frame. he was smaller in person. easy to throw around and dominate.

he’s now live, titling his stream special guest. he sat far enough so you could see his bulge poking against his joggers and he lets his hand glide over it for a quick tease. a low groan coming from his throat.

it didn’t take long to get a good chunk of viewers to start asking about his guest. “you’ll see her in a second.” he assured, playing with the waistband of his pants. pulling it away from his skin to reveal a black lace material before snapping it back.

he tugs at his bottom lip, tasting some of the chemicals that stained them, before spinning himself around onto his hands and knees, his ass facing the camera. he glances at you momentarily, a roguish smirk intriguing you, then pulls down his expensive pants to reveal a sexy lace thong attached to sheer stockings, the straps framing his ass cheeks.

you eyed the masterpiece, tongue in cheek, as he started groping himself. a light smack reverberates throughout the room when he spanks himself, a tiny squeak jumping up your throat as the urge to fuck him gets stronger. but you collected yourself by squeezing the little armrests of his chair, your knuckles nearly bursting with white.

yongie starts to rub his hole through his panties, a precious moan spilling from his lips as he gazed intently into the camera. stealing a quick glimpse at you every now and then, feeling motivated by your hungry stares.

suddenly, you are sprung to your feet, throwing off your clothes and commanding him to turn around. he does so with ease, resting his back against the wall, his legs spread and a cheeky smile on his face as he watched the excited comments about finally hearing your voice.

at that moment, you climb on top of him. his soft eyes focusing on your wine colored set covering the juiciest parts of your body. the black surgical mask you brought was still buried deep inside your carry on, your privacy no longer being a concern for you.

all you wanted was to make your baby boy feel good and mark your territory, to show his nasty viewers who he belonged to. that they could tip and comment all they want, but they will never get to touch him like you do.

yongie couldn’t help but kiss you, it felt right. your lips molded flawlessly against each other. you could feel his passion and gratitude seeping through as his hands grab hold of your waist. you rest your hands on his shoulders as you glide your tongue along his bottom lip, granting access to the inside of his mouth.

he pulls away with a smile and a short gasp for air. you outline the lace material on his hips. “let’s take these off.” he raises his hips to let you slide the underwear off, his cock springing up once it’s released, a small pearl of precum already spilling down his tip.

you press a finger against his slit gathering up the sticky substance. “already excited?” you tease, playing with it briefly before wiping it on his lower abdomen. “I’ve been excited.”

you grab his jaw, half surprised it didn’t cut you, and open his mouth. you gather a thick wad of saliva on your tongue and let it pass your mouth and form into a long string. you watch it drip down onto yongie’s eager tongue so he could swallow it. a seductive hum enchanting you as he felt your dna drip down his throat.

the pads of your finger carefully caress his protruding jawline, tracing it lovingly from beneath the lobe of his pierced ear to the center of his chin. traveling north until half of your index finger was engulfed into his mouth. his puffy lips wrapped around your knuckle and leaving a dull, red ring all the way around. he mewled like a cheap slut with two fingers thrusting themselves against the base of his tongue, eyes sealed shut.

yongie releases them with a satisfying pop! and a puddle of spit coating his chin. he doesn’t bother to wipe it off. his lips part and moan oh so sweetly, “mommy.” it bubbles up your arousal, your stomach fluttering and core dripping all from a simple word.

yongie could visibly see your eyes go a shade darker, making his teeth pull on his lower lip. another moan is released when you slowly jerk him off. the edge of your lips couldn’t help but curl themselves as his delicate fingers interlaced with yours. you happily massaged baby circles below his thumb, and yongie could’ve sworn he melted.

you noticed the fairly used bottle of lube chilling on his nightstand nearby and grabbed it, popping off the cap and instantly being hit with the fruity scent of mangoes, then get a good amount lined up along his shaft. he slightly shivered from the cool liquid, squeezing your hand briefly until his body got used to it.

the quick motions of your hands made him suck in a huge breath and twist his hips. “so you’re a sensitive kitty.” you said in a teasing manner, giggling after he moaned. you peeked at his monitor and acknowledged just how fine he looked beneath you. how his jaw clenched, tongue in cheek, with that perfect hair shielding his eyes, and how the choker clasped onto his throat, was so dreamy.

one of your hands start to wonder between his legs, and he happily spreads them for better access, bringing his knees to his chest. an undeniable thrill bursting beneath him. his hole puckered for you, and you ran an finger over it then shoved the tip inside, noticing the damp moisture and how loose he felt. “couldn’t wait, slut?"  he mewled at the name and unannounced slap to his thigh. a rosy pink tinting his skin. "I’m sorry…”

your head turns towards the laptop, glancing between the camera and comments that came in at least thirty at a time, searching for a suggestion. absentmindedly rubbing and teasing yongie’s hole.

Jefferrrrrrryy:looks like someone needs a punishment

YangYangGangGang:uh-oh he touch without mommy’s permission（*/∇＼*）

fullsunhyuck:don’t let the slut cum

strwbrrybun:tie him up @.@

Subby_Seo:wait I just got here why is he being punished???

NanasCream tipped $15:

fuck him til he can’t walk uwu

Mr_Moooon:what does the sign say?

Honeyy10:what a pretty femboy,, he’s straight from an anime

Honeyy10:PLEASE fist him !!!

Honeyy10:and mommy is pretty too!

a loud, desperate cry snatched back your attention. a smile on your face now that you have the perfect idea of what to do to your little boy. “please, mommy.” finally, you shift your figure towards him, a cold expression overtaking your features. “please what, yongie? I cant figure out what you want unless you tell me.”

your tone made him quiver, immediately moaning a response, shamelessly. “please fuck me hard, mommy. I’ve been a good boy.” you lift an eyebrow with an almost amused look, responding with, “oh, really? are you sure? because good boys don’t fuck themselves without permission like a slut. are you a good kitten or a slut?” it’s like those words went straight to his dick, making him thrust into nothing but the still air, whining lewdly. “kitty’s a slut, a nasty slut.”

strangely, he sounds precious. his pretty face and whiny voice almost make him seem sinless. it was time to ruin him. “so, mommy will treat you like a nasty slut.” you rub his thigh shortly before fetching the toys you brought in your duffel bag; a plug, cockring, and of course, the strap.

yongie watched with heart eyes as you stepped into and adjusted the strap-on to your pelvis. however, his face nearly fell on the spot when you spun around and showed him the purple cockring dangling between your fingers. he didn’t even acknowledge the plug or lengthy, matching dildo. “please, no.” he whines with his best pout.

“you broke a rule,” you replied, quickly. dipping yourself back into the bed and grabbing his shaft, feeling him pulse and wince. “if it’s too much, just say your safeword.” he physically relaxes, but still pouts as you slip on the cursed contraption.

next, you raised his legs again and teased his traces his entrance with your lube-coated fingers. the little boy goes silent once you easily slipped two fingers inside him, his mouth becoming a baby ‘o.’ out of curiosity, you added another finger, and much to your surprise, it goes in smoothly, hitting the perfect spot that makes him twitch and mewl.

“you’re so fucking loose.” you growl, now thrusting your digits repeatedly onto his prostate. “y-yes! kitty is l-loose….m-mommy… yes!” he babbles, arching his back significantly. he nearly cries when your fingers depart, until they’re replaced with the black butt plug that enters him satisfyingly.

you caress his tiny ass, lightly massaging before traveling down to his cute stockings. “sit on your heels, baby.” he obeyed, immediately, not catching on to your trick. although, as soon as his heels touch his butt, he feels an unexpected wave of pleasure, causing him to yelp suddenly. that position made it perfect for the toy to strike his prostate. “sit, pet.” you said softly whilst pushing down his shoulders. he whimpered in protest but didn’t resist.

with a tight hand still squeezing his shoulder, you stroke the fake cock in front of you, hovering it above his mouth. yongie’s eyes instantly concentrates on your cock, his mouth parts slightly and his eyes droop low, waiting to give the best head ever. but being a tease is just too much fun. instead of fulfilling his needs, you rub it all over his face, and slap him with it. basically putting it everywhere except for his mouth.

but once his pleading eyes grow stronger, you finally give him the opportunity to suck you off. he went all in, swallowing a good portion before his gag reflex decided to come out and play. then, bobbed his head consistently as you caressed his hair. “good boy.” he looked up with big, glossy eyes, eyelashes fluttering at your praise. you thrust your hips a little, face fucking him at a steady pace, not too overwhelming, watching his spit bubbling up around the edges of his mouth.

you pull away, having him release your toy with a nice smack of his lips. then, swish your tongue around and pulled down his chin once more. yongie shuts his eyes and tilts his head, anticipating another kiss, but jolts instead when more saliva is spat directly into his mouth.

people went crazy over that, and more views kept coming in like a landslide.

bbylionmark:I want someone to spit in my mouth :((

bbylionmark:spit in my mouth mommy

OsakaPrince tipped $25:

shit, maybe I need a mommy

big_dick_Lucas:can I be next mommy???

PrinceHendery tipped $12:

I am in LOVE (♥ω♥*)  also watch yourself osaka I’m the only prince here (T^T)

LetsWinWin:that guy looks familiar…..

you thank everyone for the tips and support. “I think we should give them a grand finale, don’t you think?” you tilt yongie’s chin towards the chat, the rising number of viewers making him gulp. he hums, thoughtfully, his tip becoming red and angry from the thought of you inside him. “yes…. ruin me, mommy.”

you flipped him over, eagerly. your teeth tugging on your lower lip as you pulled the plug from his stretched walls. he moans once he’s emptied, and clenches around nothing as he gapes, beautifully. you collect all the excess lube that had spread itself around his rim, then push two digits inside him to tease. yongie wiggles his ass so he could feel you explore his walls that pleaded for your thick cock to fill him.

and that’s exactly what he gets. you line the thick strap to his entrance, a comforting hand on his hip as you pushed all 9 inches through his walls. with an empty sob, he successfully swallows your length, gasping when he felt the tip poke against the inside of his stomach. you waited a couple seconds before thrusting your hips, steadily.

the infamous sound of skin slapping skin combined with yongie’s slutty noises were almost surreal. you peeked at the monitor, eyes lighting up when you see your strap bulge inside of him. his eyes are already beneath his sockets, his jaw stuck open. you yanked his hair, forcing him to view himself. “look at how beautiful and slutty you are. look at my big cock bulging beneath your little tummy, ruining your insides.” he whimpers at your words and his reflection, putting a hand on his stomach, feeling your cock rubbing against his flesh.

“m-mommy—mommy fucks…. g-good.” he mumbles, arching himself into you. a small drop of spit dripped down his chin as he continued to watch you pound into him with a completely fucked out expression. tears welled up along his lash line, and the cock ring and tight choker seemed as they were closing in on him, as he felt his release already begin to climax.

his whimpers quickly became loud cries of pleasure, his arms almost giving out as you held him in place. “m-mommy kitty is— k-kitty is…” he stutters then breaks into a desperate cry. you lower your lips to his pierced ear and ordered him seductively, “cum my little kitten.” you removed the ring and he came on the spot, bursting long white ribbons all over the bed set. he immediately buried his head between his shaky arms to collect himself, gasping as you removed your cock from his walls.

after gathering the strength, he peeped at his laptop, his eyes widening once he realizes the significant amount of money and views he’s gathered. without a word or single glance to his comments demanding your orgasm, he turns off his camera and shuts his laptop, immediately embracing you. “yongie—” you started with a puzzled expression before he whispered into your chest. “thank you, thank you for everything. that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had in my life, and I’ve had a lot.” he ends with a giggle, then nuzzles his face deport into your boobs.

“oh, silly kitty. I should be the one thanking you.” you pat his head, lightly ruffling his silky hair before giving him a kiss. “just accept my gratitude and cuddle me.” you chuckle, and guide his naked body towards the bed, your arms wrapped tightly around him. you give him I last peck to his cheeks before listening closely to his steady breath as you both slowly drifted off to sleep, the long, upcoming flight no longer existent in your consciousness.

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