#sub monsta x
sub!Minhyuk x dom!reader
warnings: use of sex toy, handjob, Minhyuk being a baby, nipple play, a little degradation?, praise kink?, gn!reader?
(it was on my wattpad that I accidentally deleted)
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Minhyuk knew he was in trouble.
The moment he stepped into the room and looked into their eyes he knew he would get punished for this.
But let’s backtrack a little.
See, the whole thing started with a bet. Which he was stupid to accept it (for his defence he was kind of drunk).
“Can you sit through a vlive with a vibrator up your ass, sweetheart?”
Of course he said yes. He can’t say no to his master. He wants to keep them happy. Make them proud.
(“Want to make master proud, my little slut?”
The moan he released was embarrassingly loud as you finally put the butt plug in for him.
“Your praise kink and degradation kink are a dangerous combo, baby.”
A slight slap on his ass and you got up from the bed, making your way into the bathroom.
It’s Showtime.)
Honestly, he should’ve known better.
The first 30 minutes were bearable, he almost felt relaxed. The trouble started when he shifted to a different position and he felt the vibrations dangerously close to his prostate.
After an hour (and many manychoked up moans later) he was trembling next to Jooheon, who gave him side glances, silently asking if he was okay. Oh he was perfectly fine.
Lies.
Minhyuk was painfully hard and he realised he fucked up; big time.
He made an excuse to stand up from the cameras (thank god he decided to wear a baggy shirt) and go away for a little. Some bullshit excuse about being thirsty. And oh boy he was thirsty.
He knew they saw everything; they were watching the whole thing go down a few rooms down the hallway.
The knock on the wooden surface and the slight crack of the door echoed down the empty hallway as he slowly opened it and slid inside the room.
And there they were. Sitting on the bed in their soft looking pyjamas with an amused smirk on their face.
“Giving up already?”
Minhyuk bit his lips. Was it a good idea to sneak out from the recording?
Ah well. Fuck it.
“’m sorry master. But I can’t hold it back anymore.”
Tears gathered in his eyes and he felt himself becoming even harder when their eyes darkened. They turned off the vibrating plug and Minhyuk’s legs wobbled from exhaustion. It was an honest to god miracle he got into the room without tripping because of the fucking vibrations and he could still feel the slight buzz all the way down to his toes and-
His master propped themselves up to the bed frame and patted their thighs.
“Come here baby, just this once I will help you out.”
Minhyuk jumped to the bed with a little bounce and crawled to his master, seating himself on their thighs. He fumbled with his zipper, his hand shook so bad he couldn’t get a hold of it. ‘So fucking frustrating’. But his master was there for him, like always. The zipper came down with their help and the painful pressure was gone. He watched as they took his member out of his boxers and gripped it. Hard.
Minhyuk threw his head back a moan escaping his lips, which was definitely loud enough for others to hear. He was on edge for more than an hour now. He felt like he could come just from the slightest touch.
His master let him go and bunched up his shirt to his neck and pushed the ends of it into his mouth.
“Hold it there, baby boy. If you let it go, I will stop and you can go back to finish the live in this state.”
He gulped but bit the shirt obediently.
“Good boy”
Their hand was finally back on his dick, which felt like heaven. She stroked him slowly, smearing the precum onto his painfully hard cock. It felt so good 'but not enough’. Their other hand slowly creeped up on his side, making him jump a little, fingers traced mindless patterns over his skin. And his sensitive nipples. The second their fingers made contact with it he moaned through the fabric and rolled his hips into their hand.
“Oh? Would you like me to keep doing that?”
Minhyuk let out a desperate moan as his master rubbed the pad of their thumb over his nipples.
'I’m going crazy.’
The room was spinning, his thighs were shaking badly from keeping himself up so he could roll his hips freely. He felt their hot breath fan over his chest before they bit his nipples and licked over them.
Minhyuk was a desperate moaning mess. The things he babbled out were incoherent because of the shirt in his mouth and the pleasure clouding his mind.
They started to stroke him faster, rubbing his tip with her palm, and simultaneously leaving hickies all over his chest. He felt it building up, tears were spilling out of his eyes as he shook from his orgasm. His master stroked him through it, kissing his chest and murmuring reassuring words into his skin.
He slowly came down from his high. They were smiling at him. He knew he did a good job despite breaking the previously established rules.
They tucked his cock back into his boxers and pants, and took out the shirt from his mouth. It was soak with saliva and he had no idea how he will explain it to the staff or Jooheon. His master was stroking his damp hair out of his forehead, leaning in and giving him a gentle kiss.
And then they turned back the vibrating plug.
“Now go back and continue. We will deal with your punishment later.”
Minhyuk gulped as The Smile™ settled on their partner’s face.
'My ass will be red for days but it was so worth it.’
ropebunny (Wonho)
sub!Wonho x dom!Reader
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.
What a work of art this man is.
