“Oh fuck!” Sehun cried out, his hands darting down to tangle in your hair as your tongue swirled around his tip yet again. Internally, you let out a small huff while glaring up at him. A whine forced its way past your boyfriend’s lips as you pulled away, another escaping as you grabbed his wrists and forced his hands down to be pinned on either side of his head.
"C'mon baby boy, we talked about this. Keep your hands to yourself or I’ll have to bring out the cuffs.“ You lightened up your hold on his wrists at the look that crossed his face.
"I’m sorry mommy, I’m really trying not to touch you- I promise I am!” You smiled down at him as his puppy dog eyes came into play, leaning down to press a light kiss to his pouty lips. Normally, you would have already brought out the cuffs, rope, or anything else you had in your toybox to restrain him, but he had been in a subby mood all day today which made him all the more sensitive. When he’s in the mood to become your mindless baby boy in the bedroom he complains and complains about the bruises that inevitably end up around his wrists, almost bringing him to tears. While you didn’t want to deal with that mess later, sometimes you just didn’t have a choice.
"This is your last warning sweetheart.“ He violently nodded, gripping the sheets as hard as he could while you started to lower your mouth back down on his cock. The moan that ripped from his throat could be heard clear as day from your living room, where, unbeknownst to either of you, a friend had dropped by to return Sehun’s phone charger he had accidentally left in the practice room.
Chanyeol had stopped in his tracks as the cry echoed through the house, his face slowly heating up as he realized what it was. He was conflicted. One half of his brain was telling him to sprint out the door and forget this had ever happened while the other half was suddenly reminding how attractive his younger bandmates’s girlfriend was. The poor boy hadn’t even realized he had climbed the stairs until he was suddenly standing outside your bedroom door, hand outstretched for the doorknob in front of him.
His hands were shaking as the nerves almost swallowed him whole. What was he doing?! Chanyeol took a small step back, cradling his hand to his chest as he shook his head. Just as his back turned to the door, however, another loud moan ripped through the air. He spun back around, telling himself over and over that a small peek wouldn’t hurt. The door opened just a crack, letting the perverted boy’s eye scan the small room. His breath hitched in his throat as he took in the scene before him.
Sehun’s back was arched off the bed as his fingernails dug into the pillow beneath his thrashing head, trying his damndest to keep his hands from reaching for you. Chanyeol saw your head between your boyfriend’s thighs and assumed you were sucking him off, but upon closer inspection realized that you had traveled lower to trace your tongue around the younger’s entrance. A low groan vibrated through Sehun’s chest as he bit his lip, head tilting in a way that gave Chanyeol a full view of his pleasure filled expression.
The sight was almost too much to bear as Chanyeol’s bulge strained against the fabric of his pants. His trembling hand shyly rubbed at the area between his legs, hoping to find some relief as the other flew up to his mouth to block his lewd sounds. It didn’t take long before he decided it wasn’t enough, instead unbuttoning his pants to grab ahold of his fully erect cock and pump it at a rather quick pace.
Sehun’s eyes slowly fluttered open, his vision still a little blurry with pleasure as he turned his head to nuzzle his cheek into the pillow. Through his pleasure haze, however, he saw a crack in the door. Hadn’t you closed it after you pushed him to the bed? It was hard for his mind to fully comprehend what was happening until his eyes had locked onto the pair that he recognized instantly. His face flushed red as he squeezed his eyes shut.
"M-mommy!” He whined, his thighs unintentionally crushing your head in between them. The action made you look up to his face with a grunt before following his gaze to the door. You smirked as your eyes locked with a pair of dark brown ones.
"Oh?“ Chanyeol froze up as he realized he had been spotted, the dark look in your eyes making a violent shiver shoot down his spine. He hurriedly pulled up his pants as you made a beckoning movement with your hand, clumsily entering the room. "Well what do we have here? I didn’t realize your friend was such a little pervert, baby.” You chuckled, glancing over to Sehun to make sure he was okay with this.
Sure enough as you gave your boyfriend a once-over you could see his cock twitch against his stomach. The both of you had talked about a situation like this before, having someone else join you in the bedroom that is, but now that it was finally happening you realized it was much more exhilarating than you could have ever imagined. Chanyeol, on the other hand, was much too busy thinking about every worst case scenario as his eyes burned holes into the floor. Surely you would never want to talk to him again, and Sehun would be too grossed out by him to ever hang out the way they used to. What if you told everyone else what happened, just to warn everyone about the disgusting pervert they’d been unknowingly spending time with? What if-
"Chanyeol!“ The boy’s head snapped up, the confused puppy dog eyes he was giving you made you forgive him right away. "Did you hear what I said?” He slowly shook his head. You had turned to face him by now, gesturing for him to come even closer from your place on the bed. He hesitantly stepped forward, hands clenched into fists between his legs in a poor attempt to cover up his hard-on.
"I asked if you’d like to join us. There’s a little lesson I need to teach Sehun that he just can’t seem to learn, so a little help would be very much appreciated.“ You said, seduction dripping in your voice as you ran your fingers along his inner thigh once he had sat down next to you. His breath hitched in his throat, a fire burning in his lower abdomen from your touches as well as the whimper that came from the boy behind him. He slowly nodded his head, mind already foggy from your words as he looked up at you with the prettiest puppy dog eyes you had ever seen.
"Alright, how about you go ahead and take off your clothes, then you can go and sit behind Sehun. Is that alright with you sweetheart?” All he could do was dumbly nod his head again, your sweet voice and gentle touches the only thing he could seem to focus on. “Use your words.”
"Y-yes mommy, I can do that.“
"Alright then darling, go ahead.” The words had barely left your mouth before he shot to his feet and began sloppily tugging off his clothes. Jeez, you’d barely done anything and the sweet boy was putty in your hands. You couldn’t help the wicked smirk that crossed your face.
“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
warnings: bondage, hand job, blowjob, gn!reader, petnames because Wonho deserves the world
I offer you the end result of my Wonho brainrot.
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You watched the man kneeling before you.
Your darling was always perfect, but tonight he outdone himself.
Thick muscles bounded by dark red rope, making him even bigger – if that’ even possible. Short blonde hair damp from sweat, dark eyes peering up at you, pink lips parted and shining from strawberry flavoured lipgloss. Hoseok was the very definition of perfect, especially when he presented himself like this for you.
The rope dug deliciously into his skin as he squirmed on his knees, waiting for you to make the first move. And who are you to deny pleasure from your precious bunny?
You cradled his face between your hands as you kissed him slowly, making him relax into your touch. You moved your hand down to his neck, gripping it slightly, making him whine into the kiss. As you broke apart, you continued to trail down your hands, feeling every muscle in his upper arms.
“You are so beautiful, baby.”
Hoseok shivered as your hands made their way to his chest, brushing your thumb over his nipples, muscles bulging from the tight rope across his pecs. His voice quivered as you hands reached his crotch.
He was so big.
“Can you stand up, sweetheart?”
Hoseok nodded and slowly stood up with slightly wobbly legs. The scratchy carpet left red marks on his knees. Oh well. His erection looked painful restricted by his tight shorts. But you were ready to find a solution to that problem. Oh so ready.
The man standing in front of you was magnificent.
You tugged him closer by gripping his thighs, making him stand between your open legs.
“You will be good for me, right?”
Hoseok gulped and breathed out a shaky ‘yes’ as your hands wandered into his shorts.
You guided him onto his back, making sure he was comfortable before you removed his short and admired his naked form. You ran your hands up and down his sides, making him shiver when you finally took his aching cock into your hand. He was just simply perfect.
Hoseok melted against the pillows as you stroked him lazily. A small groan escaped his lips as you gripped him harder and rubbed the pad of your thumb over his sensitive head. You lowered your head, the hot breath fanning over his cock suddenly made him feel dizzy. Not enough.
“Please…”
You smiled when you heard his small plea. Taking pity on him you took the tip into your mouth and sucked; hard. Bobbing your head up and down, your hands found their way on his sculptured abs, scratching him slightly with your nails.
You watched as the rope dug more into Hoseok’s skin as he strained against them, desperately trying to break free from their binding. You took more of his cock and hummed around him, making his breath hitch. You held down his twitching hips as you pressed your tongue against the sensitive spot just right under his head. His body tensed, hips involuntary thrusting up, making you swallow him fully.
“Please…I can’t-”
You continued to take him deeper, tongue lapping at the underside of his cock.
Hoesok came, spilling into your mouth as you kept sucking him, making sure to get every last drop.
His hips slowed down as he came back from his high, breath ragged and eyes tightly closed.
The rope left burning red marks on his perfect skin. You can’t shake the thought of someone accidentally seeing it, which made you straight up proud.
warnings: a literal whole new meaning to phone sex, I have no idea what to put here holy shit
(don’t really like how this one turned out, but the loml specifically asked for this)
(update: I’m a fucking simp)
(c-c-c-c-chewing gum)
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You were one kinky motherfucker. Always ready to try new things and Jaemin was always ready to indulge. Plus he was creative, which usually lead into interesting scenarios. This time, the interesting scenario being manhandled onto the bed while a continuously vibrating phone was pressed close to his clothed cock.
He should just shut up sometimes.
You were casually leaning against the pillows on your bed. His dark eyes watched every movement of yours carefully as you continued to send him the same message making his phone buzz. You were going at it for at least 10 minutes now, no sign of stopping as you were calmly tapping the screen, making direct eye contact with him. The vibrations were definitely not as strong as a vibrator and it made every passing minute torturous.
Jaemin was ready to cry and beg for you.
You smirked as you watched his facial expression change to a frown as he pressed his phone closer to his cock. His underwear was completely soaked at this point, his thighs trembled as he opened them wider.
“Can I move, please?”
His voice was meek and quiet, the previous confidence and ego filled smirk nowhere to be found. Which was endearing, really.
“Hm? I thought you told me you can finish just from the vibrations. No moving at all.”
His shoulders slumped as you suddenly stopped texting. You latched your hands around his ankles and pulled Jaemin closer to you. He fell back on the bed, his hair looked like a halo around his pretty face.
You traced your fingers around the outline of his cock. Jaemin mewled as your cold hand made contact with his overheated skin. His whole body was twitching as he released a whine and rolled his hips into your touch. His underwear was positively drenched by his precum, you could basically see his cock through the soaked white fabric.
You grabbed both of your phones and pressed his back to where it belongs. Jaemin whimpered, face flushed a deep shade of red as he held his legs open for you.
“What a good boy.”
You cooed as you dialed his phone this time. His voice hitched higher and higher as you moved his phone up and down his cock, eventually settling at his head, pressing down a little harder. You knew he wouldn’t last longer, not with you teasing his most sensitive spot.
And you were right.
Jaemin gasped out for air as he came, eyes squeezed shut, his cock was drooling, soiling the white fabric even more. He continued to roll his hips into your hands, even though the phone stopped ringing, driving himself to overstimulation.
He released a hiccup as you pulled your hand away. Sweeping his sweaty hair out of his face you smiled at him.
“Youmoved, baby. This is not what we agreed on.”
Seeing your sickeningly sweet smile, he gulped as he tried to move from under you.
Yes, Jaemin should just shut the fuck up the next time he has a wild idea.
warnings: johnten, mommy + daddy kink, calling Ten princess andslut, spitting (?), no unprotected sex in this household, brief finger sucking, anal sex, fingering, the usual filth from me, vaginal sex, riding
(lmao I did actually wrote a part 2)
(didn’t turn out how I wanted, but I birthed it anyway)
(a long one and i was listening to nillili mambo by block b [slowed + reverb])
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Asking Johnny to have a threesome with you and your boyfriend wasn’t exactly smooth sailing.
(“Do you want to fuck us?”
Johnny spit out his coffee which landed directly on your face. When you told Ten that you wanted Johnny to spit on you, well, you weren’t thinking about this.
“Whatthefuck?!”
His eyes were blown wide, mouth slightly open as he stared at your unamused face and at your smirking boyfriend.)
But alas, everything was carefully planned and arranged, making sure that all three of you will be alright with the…events through the night (communication and kink negotiation are sexy).
And this led right to your bedroom and you watching Johnny picking your boyfriend apart. The way they kiss is hot, open mouthed and wet. You could already see Ten loosing himself in Johnny; his smell, his big hands and the way he completely pinned him to the bed. Oh yes, he was a goner.
And (not surprisingly at all) you loved watching them. After a few minutes of intense kissing, Johnny nosed Ten’s jaw, making him tilt his head to grant more access to Johnny’s (fucking sinful) lips. He trailed his tongue down the length of Ten’s neck, biting into his soft flesh. Ten whined and grasped Johnny’s broad shoulders as he wrapped his legs around his waist.
And you? You were sitting in an armchair, placed right next to the bed, enjoying the view. Your hands already wandered down into your shorts, two fingers seated deep inside you, waiting for to join the fun. Waiting for Johnny to rile up your boyfriend just a little more.
Johnny pulled away from Ten as he slowly unbuckled his belt.
“Do you want to tell daddyhow much you want him, kitten?”
Whoomp there it is. That demanding voice you always wanted to hear. You bit your lips as you choked on a moan looking at the two men on your bed. Ten answered with a string of curse words and a lot of please daddy as he stared at Johnny and his clothed cock. Which was…yes, you were kinda glad it’s not you who’s going to get fucked by him tonight.
“The two of you are so incredibly hot.”
You gained their attention as you stripped naked and climbed next to Ten, being well aware of their hungry gaze running over your body.
“Come here baby.”
You coaxed Johnny towards you and put your fingers in his mouth.
“Lick them clean for me?”
You heard Ten moan under the two of you, but you didn’t break eye contact with Johnny. He obediently sucked on your fingers, taking them fully into his mouth. You slightly pushed them down against his tongue, watching him with a smile as he diligently sucked your fingers clean. He released them with a pop, licking his lips and still holding eye contact.
“Good boy.”
Your attention was back to Ten, who was looking at the two of you with wide eyes. You straddled him, your back to Johnny, as you took hold of his leaking cock, using your thumb to spread the liquid all over the head, and pumping the whole length with firm strokes.
You felt Johnny pressing his chest to your back, hugging your waist as he put his chin on your shoulder.
“He’s so beautiful.”
“And he’s all ours.”
You turned you head to the right, capturing Johnny’s lips into a filthy kiss, putting on a show for Ten, who was still whining under you. Breaking the kiss, you let your saliva drop directly at your boyfriend’s positively red and leaking cock. Ten moaned at the sight before him and he tried to rock his hips into your touch.
“Would you like daddy to finger you, princess?”
After Ten’s positive answer (“yes fuck yes mami please”) you climbed off of him and handed the lube to Johnny as you settled next to Ten’s head, stroking his hair and littering his face with kisses.
Meanwhile Johnny poured a generous amount of lube onto his long fingers, smearing it over Ten’s (probably twitching) hole. He hissed at the coldness of it. Johnny shot an apologetic smile and immediately went back to work. He circled the tip of his middle finger around the hole, slowly sinking it in. Ten released a high pitched whine and opened his legs for more access.
“You are already so loose for daddy.”
Johnny marveled at your boyfriend as he pushed another finger inside, making Ten twitch. You chuckled and your fingers slowly teased his nipples just as Johnny started to scissor his fingers.
“I had to fuck him this morning. He wouldn’t shut about you and your big dick.”
You answered offhandedly to Johnny as your mouth found Ten’s very sensitive ears. He moaned lowly at your words, blush creeping down his neck, spreading to his chest. Johnny added the third finger, kneading your boyfriend’s thighs as he slammed his fingers deep inside Ten. Ten mewled at the feeling, cock twitching and oozing pre cum onto his stomach.
“Are you good princess?”
You asked him, combing his sweaty hair out of his face. Ten gave you a nod and squeezed your unoccupied hand. You got up from your lying position, kneeling next to Johnny, who still had his boxers on. You sent him a sweet smile and motioned at him to stand up. Freeing him from his boxers, you shamelessly stared at Johnny in all his glory in front of you. Delicious abs flexing at the slightest touch of yours, hair messy and lips kissed red. You grabbed his nearly dark purple cock, giving it a gentle tug as you firmly pressed your tongue against the base and licked it all the way to the head. Your eyes were holding his, not letting him look away from the sight as you pressed a light kiss to the tip and grasped the base.
“Would you like to fuck Tennie now?”
Johnny licked his lips, hands tangled in your hair as he looked behind you at Ten.
“If you let me, mami.”
You smiled at the name, putting on a condom for him and lubing him up for your boyfriend. Johnny grabbed his hips (that will leave a delicious bruise) and slowly guided himself inside. Both men moaned at the feeling, Ten already clawing at Johnny’s back, babbling out incoherent words. Which usually meant that the dick was mindblowing. Johnny stilled his hips when he was fully inside, letting out big puffs of air, looking down ad Ten and his scrunched up face.
“You alright, princess?”
“Y-Yeah…just give me – a second please.”
After a few moments of teasing touches, Ten started to squirm, which Johnny took as a sign to continue. He slowly started to move, setting an easy rhythm. Which, of course, let your boyfriend beg for more. Greedy little shit.
“Beg for daddy, princess.”
Johnny stilled for a moment, you could easily read from his face that Ten tightened himself around his cock. His eyes turned impossibly dark, one hand left Ten’s thigh as he grasped the smaller man’s face, forcing his mouth open. Johnny spitting in your boyfriend’s mouth might be the hottest thing you ever witnessed.
“Did I stutter, slut?”
You looked at the pair with an amused face as Ten started begging and the first tears rolled down his cheeks. Johnny picked up his pace, grasping Ten’s small waist tightly as his thrusts deepened. Now that both of your boys were enjoying each other, you decided to have your fun. Slipping a condom on Ten’s cock you threw your legs over his hips, grinding your wet pussy against his cock.
Ten released a loud gasp as you sank down, Johnny hissing next to your ear as he dropped his head on your shoulder, biting the flesh. Chest heaving, you circled your hips, coaxing out some choked up moans from Ten. His hands flew to your hips, trying to ground himself, which he failed miserably as you started bouncing a little on his lap, thighs flexing as you supported your weight.
You knew that Ten won’t last long, in fact, neither of you will. Johnny was already riled up, Ten was only holding back because he’s a good boy, waiting for your permission.
You pulled Johnny’s right hand between your legs, pressing the pad of his fingers against your clit.
“Get me off, baby.”
Johnny happily complied, and he trailed circles around your clit, making you squirm on top of Ten. Who was close. He looked up at you, asking for permission, which you gave with a nod. Two harsh thrust later (from both you and Johnny) Ten came with a silent scream, head thrown back and back arching from the bed. You clenched around him, making him whine from overstimulation.
Johnny was grunting and gasping right next to your as his fingers moved faster on you. Your moan broke off to a choke as you felt yourself closer to release. Johnny stilled behind you, obscenely moaning right into your ear, pressing himself closer to you.
Ten squirmed from overstimulation when you cried out, entire body tightening up as you finished around him with a loud moan.
The three of you were a breathless mess, cuddling each other at the center of your bed.
“So second round?”
You kicked Johnny on his kneecaps as Ten squeaked out a ‘fuck no’.
warning: gn!reader, pet play (kinda), use of sex toys (dildo, buttplug), master kink, Wooyoung being Wooyoung, shy baby San, woosan if you squint, explicit language, exhibitionism, fingering, handjob, collars
(from my wattpad that I accidentally deleted)
(this one is long) (that’s what she said)
(IM GOING TO HELL FOR THIS)
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Finally a night alone with you.
Wooyoung was desperately tired of the lack of privacy you both get from his band mates. In the past week they barged into the room, unannounced, without knocking, and caught you in some not so innocent positions.
Hongjoong, being the best dad, took pity on the both of you and took out the others for a movie night.
Which meant at least 4 hours alone time.
Wooyoung smirked as he checked himself in the mirror. Cat ears, a pretty little collar with your name tag on it, paired with a crop top and booty shorts that hid the butt plug which has been torturing him for an hour now.
Everything was perfect.
He knew you wouldn’t be able to hold back if you see him in such an outfit.
The front door opened with a click.
Wooyoung took one last glance at his reflection before he strolled down the hallway to you.
The moment your eyes met he realised how much he missed you. All the stolen kisses weren’t enough anymore, and this comeback was stressful enough to him. But he didn’t want to think about this right now. He only wanted you.
He leaped and landed in your arms, his legs circling your waist as you held him up by his thighs.
“Someone’s really eager.”
You chuckled and started walking towards his room. Your fingers slipped under the tight legs of his short and teased the skin there.
“And you’re looking so pretty for me baby. What are you planning?”
Wooyoung smiled into your neck as he tightened his legs around you.
“Me? Nothing. Do you know me as someone who would plan something?”
“I hope you don’t want me to answer this baby boy.”
Wooyoung’s lips curled into a smile as you finally (fucking finally) laid him in top of his bed.
Wooyoung missed this; the feeling of your gentle touch on his skin, the way you looked at him like he was the only one for you. But this time he didn’t crave you soft touches. He wanted you to be rough, to completely wreck him. He voiced his thoughts to you and watched with shining eyes as you pulled down your shirt and threw it on the ground with a soft smile.
“Anything for my favourite boy.”
You sit back on the bed and carefully guided Wooyoung into a kneeling position in front of you.
“So what did you do today? Were you a good boy?”
You asked as you combed your fingers through his soft black hair and played with the fake cat ears. Cute.
“I might have been a bad boy today, master.”
Your hands stilled in his hair from this sentence. You traced his jawline and tilted his head up so you could look into his eyes. Wooyoung had to fight back a satisfied smirk looking at your facial expression.
‘Bingo’.
“What do you mean by that, baby?”
Wooyoung bit his lips and looked into your eyes. They were so dark and pretty. He couldn’t stop squirming from the intensive look you gave him.
“When Joong hyung said he will give us some privacy and took out the others…well…I might’ve got excited and…and I decided I will open myself up for master.”
Wooyoung was waiting for you answer. Your face was blank as you tilted your head to the right. He knew damn well he was playing with fire. You loved his ass that was no secret. Sometimes you could spend hours fingering him open and making him come just from that. And he loved your fingers like crazy. But he wanted to challenge you.
You smiled down at him and gently swiped your thumb over his bottom lip.
“Would you care to show me?”
Oh. Well that was definitely not what Wooyoung was expected.
“W-what do you mean, master?”
“Show me how you fingered yourself, baby. I’m really intrigued to see it.”
Wooyoungs gulped. 'Holy fucking christ this is not how I planned this’.
“How do you want me, master?”
“Lay on the bed, ass up. The ears and the collar are staying. The rest is up to you.”
You bowed down to kiss his forehead before you stood up to search for some lube.
Wooyoung waited for you to sit down and pay attention to him again when he started stripping. First the crop top, which was a little difficult (and not sexy at all) to get off because of the cat ears. Then he turned around and slowly eased himself out from the too tight booty shorts. As he crawled on his bed and was (finally) facing the headboard, where you were sitting, the most beautiful sight greeted you.
You let out a loud groan as the buttplug visibly shifted inside of him.
“Jesus fucking christ Wooyoung…”
You reached out with your hands to pull his cheeks apart a little more which made him release a moan. Wooyoung was always so sensitive and exceptionally loud. You wondered how many hours passed since he eased the buttplug inside of him.
You pulled your hands away as you laid back against the headboard.
“I won’t touch you, baby. But I will talk to you. If you will be a good boy, you will get fucked rough. If you won’t, well, I will leave you like this; all hard, leaking. Understood?”
“Yes master.”
“Good boy.” You patted his calves indicating that he can start the show.
Wooyoung’s right hand immediately found the buttplug. He started to slowly ease it out of himself. His rim deliciously stretched around the thick middle part of the plug. When the whole thing was almost out he pushed back. He repeated his actions a few times, each time moaning louder and louder. God you loved how vocal he was.
“Use your fingers. I want to see you nice and open.”
Wooyoung whined but he pulled out the buttplug without a complain. His hole was gaping around nothing (oh lord help me) and he was already lubing up two fingers.
“Just one finger. We gonna take this slow baby.” Wooyoung bit his tongue not to snap back at you. But as always, he was desperate for a rough fuck.
The first finger slipped in easily, he was knuckles deep in one go. Feeling your gaze made Wooyoung even more needy. And he wanted to please you, he wanted to be a good boy for you. He started to thrust his fingers, desperately searching for that spot he can’t seem to reach from this position.
“You can add another one. You’re doing good, baby. Such a beautiful sight for me…”
Wooyoung released an embarrassingly (adorable) loud moan at your words as he pushed two fingers inside of his hole. The stretching was definitely not enough compared to the buttplug. His moans increased in volume as he started to finger himself faster. He was so fucking close.
And then the front door opened.
Both of you frooze in your spots. It hasn’t even been an hour! The rest of the boys are not supposed to be back for at least 4 hours…
And then you caught a glimpse of Wooyoung’s wicked smile. He carefully started to move his fingers again, looking for that bundle of nerves that made him see stars. You knew he had a slight exhibitionism kink, but you never thought he would involve one of his band mates, even if it’s indirectly happening.
The quenching sound of the lube and your shallow breaths were the only audible things in the room. You decided to indulge his kink a little. Just a little.
You started to stroke and grope the back of his thighs which made him breathless. Then you delivered a hit. And Wooyoung released the loudest moan you ever heard from him.
Both of you knew that whoever was at the other side of the door heared it. And (hopefully) they knew what the two of you were up to.
The doorknob twisted. Well fuck.
“Wooyoung? Everything alright in here?”
Choi Fucking San.
Both of you stilled on the bed, when Wooyoung suddenly grinned.
“Yes? Come in, San.”
“Wooyoung what the fuck?” You hissed as you whipped your head back to the door. San’s head peaked into the room with a grin. But as soon as he saw your position he stumbled back and slammed the door shut.
“Oh god I’m so sorry! I thought you were just pranking me!”
“Hey master.”
You looked down at Wooyoung who wore a cocky smirk. Did he planned this?
“Can he watch us?”
The question made you froze. It’s not like you’re against it, oh no. Even just the thought of someone is watching the two of you made you extremely horny. But you weren’t sure about San wanting this. The boy was a blushing mess every time sex came up in a conversation. He can be a beast on the stage but in reality he’s just a shy boy who has 0 experience.
“Is he even into the nasty shit we are?” But you already knew your answer. What Wooyoung wants (usually) Wooyoung gets. “But yes, sure. If he’s comfortable with it.”
Wooyoung couldn’t hold back his satisfied smirk this time.
“Sannie can you come back?”
He carefully pulled out his fingers and wiped them down on the sheets. Classy.
San was completely red and his eyes darted around the room, carefully avoiding you and Wooyoung. How fucking cute.
“Me and y/n were wondering if you would like to watch us?”
Wooyoung’s sweet tone didn’t match his devilish smirk.
San looked like he could combust in any minute. His face was beet red, eyes big and glossy, lips slightly parted as he took in the sight before him. He slowly nodded, eyes glued to Wooyoung and his collar.
An idea came to your mind as you watched them.
“Sannie please come here.” You extended your hands for him and he took it without hesitation. You pulled him down on the bed making him face Wooyoung and pulled his back flush to your chest.
“Now boys. The plan is the following.” Your hands started to travel down San’s arms. “Wooyoung is going to finger himself open until he is a crying mess. Don’t even try to protest.” Wooyoung quickly closed his mouth and pouted. Adorable. “Sannie and me are going to be your audience. Put on a good show for us.”
As you finished your sentence your hands found their way under San’s shirt. You were looking for a stop sing but his eyes were still glued to Wooyoung. This is going to be fun.
“Should I proceed with 2 fingers, master?”
San gulped.
“Yes. If you behave you can have your favourite toy too.”
Wooyoung immediately got back on the previous position; face down ass up. His freshly lubed up fingers found their way back in his hole as he let out a satisfied sight. Now you turned your attention to San still frozen between your legs.
“Isn’t he beautiful, Sannie?”
You whispered in his ear as your nails scraped down his chest. “I think he looks absolutely gorgeous.” Your hand found his nipple and as you started to rub it he dropped his head back to your shoulder with a breathy moan. “Would you like to take off your shirt, baby?”
“I thought I am your-hng…baby.”
“Stop being bratty, Woo.”
San quickly pulled down his shirt, immediately falling back to your embrace. Your right hand found its way back to his chest while the left started stroking his thigh.
“What do you think Sannie? Can Wooyoung take another finger? Would you like to see him all opened up and pretty?”
All that came out from San was a broken moan as your hand brushed his bulge. “I need words baby.”
“Yes…ah fuck yes I want to see him like that.”
“You heard him Wooyoung. Add the third one.”
Wooyoung happily obliged. The obscene quenching sound of his lubed up hole and his happy moans were music to your ears.
“Can I take you out of your pants Sannie?” When you got a positive answer you sinked your hand into his pants and boxers. San’s dick was pretty. Average, on the thicker side, with an angry red tip.
“Woo baby, San has a really pretty dick. Next time you can suck him off if you want to. What do you think Sannie?”
You chose this moment to wrap your hands around him and start to move your hands in a slow, teasing peace.
San was beautiful like this. His hands desperately fisted the sheets, eyes still on Wooyoung and his fingers in his ass. Sweat beads started form on his forehead as he thrusted up into your hand with small moans escaping his lips.
“Master im-…hah I’m so close.”
Wooyoung started to move his fingers faster, twisting his hips back to meet his harsh thrusts.
“Would you like to finish with your toy, baby?”
You knew the answer will be yes. It’s always yes. You made San go and get Wooyoung’s favourite 7 inch dildo. He held it in his hand like it was the biggest treasure he ever seen. You took it from his hands and settled him back between your legs.
“Wooyoung baby turn on your back. We’d love to see your pretty face now.”
And oh boy, it was a pretty sight indeed. Messy hair, tear streaked, flushed face and slightly crooked cat ears.
Wooyoung took the toy from your hands and generously lubed it up. He leaned back on his elbow as he pushed the toy inside of him holding eye contact with you. San moaned as he watched Wooyoung sink the dildo deeper inside of him. Your hands were back on his cock with a strong grip.
“Can you see that Sannie? How well Wooyoung takes dick?”
You fastened your pace and wrapped your left hand around his throat. San was a blushing and moaning mess. He clawed at your left hand, making your grip stronger around his neck. The moaning of the boys were better than any of your previous fantasies or the shitty dom porns you used to watch.
“Can I cum? Im- so close…”
Wooyoung collapsed and moved his hand even faster. He was sobbing and bucking his hips to chase after the pleasure. His cock was leaking precum; you wondered if he’s going to cum untouched.
“Anytime you’re ready Wooyoung. You’ve been such a good boy to me.”
Your hand sped up on San, teasing the slit (which he really seemed to like) and simultaneously tightening your other hand around his neck.
Apparently this was all San needed to cum. His whole body tensed as he pressed himself more into your body, chanting don’t stop right next to your ear. His legs were badly shaking, eyes still on Wooyoung.
Who did came untouched in the end. You were so observed in San that you completely missed Wooyoung and his orgasm.
Such a shame.
Your boy was a mess, splayed out in the middle of his bed. You carefully lifted San back to the pillows before you crawled over to check on Wooyoung.
You pulled down the cat ears and throw them to the side, while showering him with kisses.
“You did so good for master, such a good boy.”
He whined into your neck, still not moving from exhaustion.
Damn you really starting to feel bad for missing his big moment…
His cute tummy was a complete mess of cum, sweat and lube.
You looked back at San and his fucked out expression.
Time to clean up.
When you got back from the bathroom with two wet towels (plus a kitchen trip to grab water, stay hydrated!) San and Wooyoung were cuddled up to each other.
By the time you cleaned them up (“I love you, y/n.” You smiled. “I know woo, I love you too.”) the boys were completely knocked out.
You covered them with a blanket and cuddled up behind Wooyoung.
Chan was on top of you straddling your thigh. His shirt was somewhere at the other end of the room, pants down at his ankles, his black boxers were still covering him (hopefully, not for long). His hair was a mess, sweaty and sticking to his forehead and to the nape of his neck.
To see your usually dominant boyfriend in this state was definitely on your ‘top 10 hottest thing Chan has ever done’ right after him fucking you in his studio and record the whole thing. And that was pretty hot.
Chan’s chest was glistening with sweat and he looked absolutely gorgeous; the way his body moved as he rolled his hips into your thigh made him look ethereal. His arms were resting on the headboard next to your head and you had the perfect view of his tense muscles as you gripped his hips harder and flexed your thighs a little more for him. Chan let out a particularly loud moan at this, thrusting his hips even harder.
“Do that again please mommy do it again…”
Nowthat’ssomething new.
His words came out breathless. Chan was already mushy in your hands and you loved the feeling of taking control over him. 'I could get used to see him like this.’
“You look so beautiful like this Channie.”
You whispered as you pulled him closer by his hips and pushed your palm against his clothed cock, making him rock harder into your touch.
“You’re all opened up and pretty for mommy. Ain’t you good boy?”
A loud whine came from Chan and he murmured something about 'being a tease’ into your shoulders. You moved your hands from his hips and gripped his ass instead for better leverage. You pushed up your thighs to meet his desperate thrusts in the middle while your hands slipped under his boxers.
Chan threw back his head and you knew he was close by how his hips were twitching. He was clawing at your shoulders as you gently bit his neck and licked a stripe up to his ears. The moans grew louder and louder as he was nearing the edge.
You gripped him harder, knowing damn well you will leave bruises for tomorrow.
Chan sobbed at a particularly hard thrust, tears were prettily spilling from his eyes as you kissed his neck.
“Look at you baby. You’re crying. Are you gonna cum for mommy?”
All that came out from Chan’s mouth was an incoherent whine before his body stiffened as he came. Which was by far the most erotic thing you ever seen.
Head thrown back in absolute ecstasy, his mouth was hanging open with a breathless moan as he finally trembled and fell into your arms and came down from his high. He buried his head in your chest as you stroked his hair and back.
“You were amazing Channie. So beautiful and breathtaking. The best boy mommy could’ve asked for.”
Chan let out an embarrassed whine. Too lazy to actually voice his thoughts and too boneless to move.
You kissed his forehead and whispered in his ear “We have to do this more often, don’t you think?”
Whiny Chan might be your favourite Chan from now on.
You had no idea why you had let your friends drag you out tonight. The club was too crowded and you were already sick of people constantly bumping into you. The poor choice of music was too loud and the bright neon lights if the dance floor were starting to hurt your eyes.
You had left your friends at the dance floor and were currently sitting by your table sipping on a beer. You were ready to call it a night as soon as you finished your drink.
“Is that seat free?” you hear someone scream beside you.
You slowly turn towards the voice only to be met with a tall, very attractive man. Something about him feels familiar, but you can’t put your finger on it. You don’t answer his question, instead you just stare, trying to connect his face with a name. Usually you would let it go, but this time for some reason you can’t - you blame it on the alcohol.
✜ collared ✜ choi soobin x fem!reader 1.4k words kinks and warnings: dom!reader, sub!soobin, not really pet play but soobin does get called “puppy” and wears a collar, collaring, pet names, handjobs, teasing, begging, a little manhandling, the tiniest bit of condescension, mirrored play.
“Don’t you look pretty wearing that for me, Soobin?”
He’s seated on the foot of your bed, staring at himself in the mirror on the wall opposite him. When the word leaves your lips, his eyes flit up to look at where you stand next to him, sparkling as they do.
“Pretty,” he repeats softly, as if feeling the word out, seeing if it suits him. “You think so?”
You offer him a warm, genuine smile, reaching out to run your fingers through his hair. “Of course I do. I knew it’d look great on you,” you say, moving to sit behind him on the bed. You prop yourself up on your knees, resting your chin on his shoulder.
He’s moved his head to look at you, but you want his eyes on his reflection. Gently, you take his chin between your thumb and forefinger, turning his head so that he’s one again facing the mirror. Once he’s settled, you drop your hands, moving to settle your arms around his waist.
“That’s why I picked it out just for you,” you add with a hum, kissing his cheek.
Soobin eagerly leans into your touch, resting his head against your own. “You’re so good to me,” he says, smiling tenderly. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, Baby.” You watch as he reaches up, curious about the new accessory.
He stops just short of touching it, his eyes meeting yours in the mirror. “Can I - Is it okay?” he asks.
Summary:Sunwoo accidentally reveals something about himself..
A/N:I’m gonna tag @sunpoppand@vanillaknjcause I wrote it because they talked about him.. I’m sorry to put myself in the sunwoo convo.. Hope you enjoy(o^^o)!
