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you could tell during sex that he was admiring your body when he slowed down. always, you could tell.

even if you had been on the brink of your orgasm, pussy about to soak him and strangle his dick with how hard it made you cum, he would stop dead in his tracks to salivate over your body.

he lived for your shape, the way your body was so ripe and full– plump, taught creases where your thighs met your sides from how far he bent you over. that round, plush ass he loved to see flatten against his pelvis every time he threw his hips into you. he’d been doing it before, fucking you with a patient passion that held a steady cadence of soft, wet claps filling the room. you sang the hell out of his name over them. he had to bite his lip, frowning deeply at the combination of seeing your ass rippling all the way up your tummy and back and down to your thighs each time he fucked his dick into you, and the feeling of that hot honey inside your pussy… the same that he wanted to stir up to drool over his cock, the same he wanted to taste all night with his devil-gifted tongue. your pussy could fucking kill him, he swears on everything. it’s so hot… that shit chokes his dick like he would not believe if he hadn’t felt it. that gushing wet, slick, creamy pussy that loved him so much that it wouldn’t let him go each time he pulled out, that sucked him back in no matter how he moved. you had cat that would start wars between nations and he knew it. he could only moan. o n l y m o a n, that pussy was so good. words couldn’t find him when he felt those walls start munching, when he could feel your cervix squishing kisses at the tip of his cockhead. those moans of his keep coming the weaker he gets, keep vibrating low in his chest, giving the bassline to your melody, to his rhythm now being bucked into you again. he watches his dick sink into you, disappearing deep into that golden brown flesh that contrasted so perfectly with his own… and coming out glistening with your juice and your cream all over it, rolling down his sack and down the inside of your legs.

and when you fucking cum, when you convulse and scream out for him while that pussy eats him whole, when you make him lose his sight and make his ears ring from how hard you make him bust, deep deep in you… as far as he could go…

he puts your song on repeat.

strictly a NSFW masterlist, all types of post. Minors DNI!

↬ KIM HONGJOONG

↬ PARK SEONGHWA

↬ JUNG YUNHO

↬ KANG YEOSANG

↬ CHOI SAN

↬ SONG MINGI

↬ JUNG WOOYOUNG

↬ CHOI JONGHO

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Note: as of March 2022, this blog will no longer be writing new smut. I will post all the nsfw I have in my drafts slowly, and that’s it. My upcoming posts will only be SFW. Thank you & have a great day.

❀Pairing: Yeosang x San, Background OT8

Genre: Smut, Humor

AU:Night Shift Verse, Office Au, Established Poly Relationship

❀Rating: 18+

WC: 1.6k

Tw: Swearing

❀Sw: Nude Massage, Prostate Massage, Handjob, Temperature Play, Blowjob, Sex Toy, Cum Swallowing, Slight Exhibitionism, Body Worship Undertones, Hair Pulling

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“I should thank Seonghwa-hyung for teaching me how to do this, shouldn’t I?”

San’s voice is a deep hum as he slowly kneaded and worked out the tension knots in Yeosang’s back. The only verbal response he got was a muffled whimper into a pillow. Slowly, a smile came to his face as he kissed between his shoulder blades.

“You’re hiding your voice again. I think it’s really cute when you do that.”

San pressed down on a particular spot, and a pop followed by a surprised noise came from Yeosang’s body before a deep rumble followed it. San’s eyes turned into crescents as his smile grew, tossing one leg over Yeosang’s hips. He lifted his body and moved with a near methodical slowness, settling himself on Yeosang’s ass as he continued to massage him, thumbs pressing into the muscle, rolling in small circles that gradually got wider.

“C-can you move a bit lower, please?”

San’s hands drifted down to the small of Yeosang’s back, kneading the small of his back. Once more, he was met with a muffled moan as he worked and a thought came to his mind.

“Turn around.”

Yeosang lifted his head in confusion.

“You’re sitting on-”

San silently lifted his hips, smiling sweetly as Yeosang got the hint, turning around and repositioning himself, holding San’s hips out of instinct. San sat down, noticing the way Yeosang squeezed his hips before not so subtly trying to shift him upwards to sit on his pelvis.

San tightened his thighs around his waist and sent him a devilishly sweet smile at the deer in headlights look on Yeosang’s face.

“Ah. What do you think you’re doing? I have to give you a massage. You’ve had a longandhardday in the office today, and on your birthday, no less. The least I can do is help you unwind my love~”

Yeosang glanced down at San’s hips before meeting his eyes.

“I really appreciate the massage, I do, but my-”

“-cock is rock hard, yes. Don’t worry. I’ll get to that.”

The tips of his ears went red and Yeosang promptly zipped his lips, moving his hands away from San’s hips and watching as the slightly younger man continued kneading and massaging him, admiring his body silently. Yeosang’s eyes never left San’s face, pulling his lip between his teeth.

“You’re staring.”

“I am. You working out with Jongho and Hoseok is paying off. Even if it is making you all tense and tight.” San met his gaze and booped his nose before moving back to his arms, tracing his fingers over the stretch marks the new muscle had created. Yeosang shuddered but relaxed into the pillow, nearly falling asleep from San’s talented hands until he shifted off of his lap and moved one of his oiled-up hands down to his cock.

The blonde’s eyes shot open-when the hell had he even closed them?-and he looked down, watching San slowly stroke him as he leaned forward, kissing the shell of his ear.

“The others should be back with your birthday cake and dinner in about half an hour or something like that. Are you ready for the fun part of this massage?”

“It’s my birthday, that’s part of the gift, right?”

A spark of chaos crossed San’s expression before he smiled and leaned in once more.

“You’re lucky your birthday is in the middle of the week or I’d ride you into the sunset but then we’d both have to miss work. Stay here.” He got up and darted out of the room, leaving Yeosang staring at his retreating form.

When he came back, he had a toy in his hand and two small bowls. Yeosang lifted his head to see better, realizing one bowl had ice, and the other had more warm oil. The toy was a small massager.

He watched San pop an ice cube into his mouth, blowing a kiss in his direction before he slicked his fingers up with the oil, slowly easing one into Yeosang as he held the vibrator onto the underside of his cock.

Fuck-

“Ah, don’t cover your mouth.”

Yeosang caught himself mid-motion, spreading his legs and bunching the sheets under his hand instead. San smiled and kissed his hip teasingly, cold tongue tracing i love you’s and little hearts along Yeosang’s skin every now and again.

“You’re t-teasing me on my birthday?”

“Ah, no. I’m massagingyou on your birthday. You can’t rush these things, Sangie. I thought you were one of the more patient ones~” San teased, slowly working his finger in and out of Yeosang, bringing the vibrator down towards the base of his cock. Yeosang whined and twitched again, his cock brushing against San’s cheek.

San let out a faux sigh and turned his head, blowing cool air onto Yeosang’s cock and smiling as he pulled the sheets.

“You’re lucky it’s your birthday. I’ll be nice even if you’re impatient.” He wrapped his lips around the crown of Yeosang’s cock, pressing what was left of his ice cube against his cock with his tongue as he added a second finger. He moved the massager down to Yeosang’s balls, humming around his cock as the birthday boy’s hand found its way into his hair, slowly guiding him up and down.

His lips fell open while his eyes slipped closed, the quiet, restrained moans from before growing in volume as San took him all the way, settling and stilling with Yeosang fully down his throat. He ignored the slight pull to his hair, watching Yeosang’s face.

His eyes remained closed, his chest rising and falling harshly as his thighs twitched at either side of San’s head. He didn’t pull his hair anymore, realizing San had no intention of rushing, despite the fact that Yeosang could feel his orgasm creeping up, especially after the man began curling his fingers up in come hither motions.

“F-fuck! San wait-”

San swallowed around him, rolling the pads of his fingers over Yeosang’s prostate, the vibrator still buzzing against his balls. To his credit, Yeosang still kept himself from bucking and thrusting down San’s throat, but it was becoming incredibly evident he wouldn’t last much longer.

San could hear the distant sound of voices in the house, and a small glance at the bedside clock brought a hum from him that made Yeosang twitch and whimper.

“-aybe upstairs?”

San purred and began moving his head, curling and massaging Yeosang faster than before, watching as his muscles flexed and trembled. Yeosang was a bit too polite for his own good, San thought. He could fuck his throat raw right here and San would probably thank him for it, but for now, he focused on this cock humming and swallowing around Yeosang.

“S-San pull up, I’m gonna cum.”

A huff left San’s nose, akin to a laugh as he doubled down his efforts, pressing his fingers hard against his prostate, eyes narrowing at Yeosang in offense even though the other man’s eyes were still tightly closed.

“Happy birth-”

“San!”

San felt Yeosang’s cock throb as he came down his throat, with Hongjoong stopping short, wide-eyed as he held a cake in his hands. Wooyoung and Yunho nearly knocked him over as they struggled to stop their walking, bumping into him as they watched San slowly pull off of Yeosang’s cock. Jongho and Mingi peeked around Yunho’s frame and Seonghwa leaned against the doorframe, head tilted to the side as San made a show of showing them the load he had in his mouth before swallowing, pulling his fingers out of Yeosang.

“Um…make a wish?” Hongjoong blinked, a bit flustered himself as Yeosang hid his face, beet red.

“S-sorry!”

Seonghwa laughed and slowly began removing his watch and rings.

“Oh, don’t apologize. I’m sure we can find fun things to do for the birthday boy after we eat cake. Or should we eat you instead?” The mocha-haired man raised a brow and Wooyoung grinned.

“San already got started.”

“Give him a few minutes, I’m sure he’ll be ready for a few more.” Mingi chimed in and Yeosang blushed and sat up, looking at San in concern.

“Did I hurt your throat?”

“No, actually you could fuck my face till I cry and I’d appreciate that just as much. Maybe more, actually.”

Seonghwa clapped and sent them a smile as Hongjoong looked from the cake to the bed, unsure if he should come closer or let Yeosang recover.

“As much as I love hearing San talk about being a cock hungry pain slut, we have candles to blow out before blowing Yeosang’s back out. San’s birthday is right around the corner for that.”

Yeosang hid his face once more, groaning as Wooyoung, Mingi, and San burst into laughter. Hongjoong smiled and came closer, holding the cake up. Yeosang peeked from between his fingers, looking at the cake. He noticed the small white chocolate mascot in the center with the flower on his head and smiled, looking up at them all despite the blush on his face and his state of undress.

“We love you, Yeosang. Happy birthday, baby.”

Yeosang smiled and lifted his head, accepting kisses from each of his boyfriends before Jongho handed him his slice of cake. His nose scrunched as Wooyoung smudged cake icing on his cheek.

He could feel at least two pairs of eyes on him as he ate, patiently waiting.

It may only be on a Wednesday this year, but they don’t call it hump day for nothing, he supposed.

Maybe he could turn up a bit late tomorrow.

Just a bit.

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  • Aka, Kinktober Day 19
  • Pairing: Kang Yeosang x Female Reader
  • Prompt: Lactation Kink
  • WC: 2.7k+
  • Genre(s)/Aus: Smut, Fluff, Romance, Light Angst, Humor, Established Relationship, Hybrid Au, Hurt/Comfort 
  • Tws: Swearing, Body Image Issues, Insecurities, Low Self Esteem
  • Sws: Cunnilingus, Lactation Kink, Unprotected Sex, Creampie, 
  • A/N: The reader is plus sized/on the chubbier end here. If I see any of yall being rude on this fucking piece I’m blocking you and snapping your spine like Bane did Batman. Don’t be rude and let us big people have nice things mwah xoxo. Also the reader has horns. Yes I know female cows don’t have horns. But they do now bc tiny horns on cowgirls is adorable.
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