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i was thinking abt giving yall porn links, but for which group 🧐🧐i was thinking enha hyungline or txt

enhypen porn links

im doing just the hyungline! sorry no sunoo TT

some of these are videos and some are pictures or gifs

heeseung

sub!hee being blindfolded and punished

heeseung as a maid (picture, not vid)

dom!hee fingering you

dom!hee roughly fucking you

you riding dom!hee (imagine him w/ tattoos goddd)

hee fucking you against the door (pic, not vid)

grinding on his bulge while being tied up (picture, not vid)

sunghoon

you edging sub!hoon

sub!hoon thrusting against the covers

sub!hoon thrusting against a pillow (can u tell what kind of hoon content i like LOL)

you bouncing on dom!hoon’s cock

sucking off dom!hoon while he plays a game

dom!hoon eating you out

sex in the library (picture, not vid)

hoon cumming at the thought of u

jay

dom!jay owning you

dom!jay admiring his work

dom!jay spanking you

you punishing sub!jay

sub!jay being obsessed w your boobs (picture, not vid)

romantic sex w jay

jay slapping your ass

jake

sub!jake riding your strap

you overstimulating sub!jake (pic, not vid)

you riding jake’s thigh

doggy with dom!jake

playing with sub!jake in the car

jake eating you out after class (gif)

sex with an extra toy

smut thoughts anyone 🤔

theres nothing i love more than men having two different personalities !!

innocent nerd heeseung who is a hard kinky dom? YES!

confident flirty jake who is a shy sub? yes!!!

bad boy + fuck boy jay being super shy and romantic around you? 😩😩😩

smart quiet & popular sunghoon who is a mean dom in bed 😰

so ive had 1000+ followers for a while now but i have BARELY had any interaction on this account! i really only get asks for requests or notes when i post fanfiction content but other than that, i dont interact with anybody!!

if any other writers (specifically enhypen/ateez,txt smut writers) wanna become moots im open!

but if you want to send me an ask about something on your mind, feel free to do so! don’t leave me on this stranded island of loneliness 😔

enhypen hyung line nsfw links pt.2

ive gotten a few requests to do more so here yall go. which group should i do next🤔 also im sorry if the links are unavailable 😔 twitter is a bitch sometimes

here is a link to pt.1

heeseung

heeseung roughly fingering you

heeseung teasing your entrance

heeseung fucking you while youre full with cum

heeseung massaging your boobs under your shirt hehe

sub!heeseung dressing up for you and masturbating

jake

jake eating you out

you cuffing and blindfolding sub!jake

jake fucking you missionary

riding his face

rubbing you w a lollipop and licking you 😵‍💫

jake getting needy when you’re on call with your friend

jay

jay fingering you

jay fucking you doggy

you grinding on his cock in the car

jay spanking you for the camera

jay overstimulating you with a vibrator

sunghoon

grinding on sunghoons face

69 w sunghoon

sunghoon cumming on your pussy

sunghoon massaging your boobs during sex (those are the nicest boobs ive seen in my life goddamn)

sunghoon overstimulating you with his fingers

nerd jake fucking the most popular girl in school😦

wait a minute…

if we wanna take it the dom!jake way:

LAWDD just imagine him pulling her into an empty classroom and fucking her brains out🫠 pulling off his glasses to eat her out 🫠🫠 or making her cum every time she does well during a tutoring session

in public shes a confident, flirty, and seductive girl. around jake shes shy, submissive, and desperate for his attention

if we wanna take it the sub!jake way:

he would be so shy every time hes around her

she would love his stutters and the way he glances at her boobs and nervously adverts his eyes to the ground.

one day she pulls him into the janitors closet and gives him head, something he never experienced

from then on, he always looks for her and is desperate for her attention. he would boast to her abt his good test scores, anticipating praise from her. and his favorite days were when they received their grade reports. she always gave him a reward for his good grades, making him cum several times till he cant even think anymore

in a heeseung mood, anyone wanna give me smutty ask ideas 😢😢

ive been getting more interested in dark perv nerd type fics recently…. kinda concerning…

but imagine dark-ish perv! nerd! heeseung (or anyone) 😩😩 masturbating to a picture of you and spilling his cum on it, imagining that it’s really you. or stealing your panties and jacking off with them.

he longs to be treated like your slave, willing to get on his knees for you at any moment. to fill u with his cum till you’re dripping on the sheets. to be spat on and treated like a slut.

MORE SUB JAKE AND POPULAR GIRL -🪷

yessir 🫡🫡

- SO JUST IMAGINE OK

- You open your locker, finding a small lunchbox with brownies in them

- and each week you opens your locker to see the lunchbox w different foods in it each time

- and you have no clue who it’s from but u happily eat it during ur lunch period

- BUT THEN

- jake goes: “did you enjoy what i made for you?” with a cute smile and shy stature

- and it turns out that jake has been taking the food he makes from his culinary class and gives it to you every day

- he’s even been writing little notes in them :(((

-and so you two are walking down the hall alone, into the library…

-“awww, you made those just for me? that’s so sweet” you coo at him, patting his cheek with your hand, which he leans into tenderly

- “i think you deserve a little reward.” you push him lightly into a quiet corner in the library, cornering him

-he sighs not in disappointment, no not at all, but in arousal. you havent even done anything but he’s already getting overwhelmed.

-“yes please please” he whispers under his breath

- you get on your knees, now level with the huge bulge in his pants

-his legs are struggling to stay up, about to crumble in anticipation

- you slowly unzip his pants, looking up at him for a reaction, to which he whines, “faster pleaaseee”

-“be patient baby, or no reward.”

- you pull his member out, staring at his pretty pink tip and the subtle veins on his cock

-you immediately down him, which makes him let out a loud -hup! of surprise

-wanting to torture him as much as possible, you abuse his tip, licking the slit and circling your tongue around

-he covers his mouth with his hand, trying his best to keep quiet. you knew sucking on the tip made him go crazy, you’ve been through this enough times to know what pleasures him

- blowjobs, quickies, handjobs were a common thing for you guys

- the visits to your house which were disguised as a tutor session were actually lustful nights where you two spent all night fucking

abrupt ending because im running out of ideas 😭😭

enhypen links again lol

twitter keeps taking all the juicy stuff down so a lot of the links from the previous two are taken down 😔 but im back since yall want more 😫 im here for yall frfrrrr

tip: screen record your favorites before they get banned LOL

links pt 1

links pt 2

again only hyung line!!!

heeseung

jerking sub!heeseung

sub!heeseung on a dildo

mutual masturbation

heeseung fucking you w a dildo (i believe ive shown this clip before but idc cause i like it lol)

kissing and groping this one got me drooling fr

putting a vibrator against his dick

jay

mutual masturbation

jay fucking you after gaming

fucking in the hallway

jay pounding into you doggy

riding him

sunghoon

sunghoon eating you out

pounding into you from behind

jerking sub!sunghoon off <3

tying you up and fucking u

fucking and making out <3

jake

jake admiring your boobs

sucking him off while he’s gaming

jerking off and kissing jake in the shower

fucking your boobs

ruining his orgasm

sub hee who’s kinda a perv and reader who realises what he’s been doing 🫡🫡

OMGGGGGG

he stutters every single time he talks to you

and has his cute lil glasses and button up shirt

whenever you walked up to the front of class, he would drool at the sight of your backside

his cute demeanor and nerdy look made u interested in him

you leave your hoodie in class by accident, and he picks it up and tells the teacher he’ll give it to her

but he ends up bringing it home with him…

now it’s 12am, he’s sticking his face in your hoodie while humping his plushie

helplessly fucking into his plush bear and whimpering your name

your scent from the hoodie just gets him even more riled up

he’s begging to cum but it’s just not enough, so he takes the sleeve of your hoodie and drags it across his tip, making him shiver in pleasure and sensitivity

he slowly drags it across, imagining you teasing him

he gets impatient and starts jerking himself off with your hoodie, thrusting his hips upwards, whispering pleas and apologies

“m so sorry m so sorry i couldnt wait please let me cum please pleasee”

and he cums all over the fabric, staining your hoodie

after calming down, he realizes that he’s fucked up

“now i gotta wash this and return it…” he thinks, while the guilt and embarrassment kicks in

the next day he walks up to you nervously, handing you the now cleaned hoodie

“um, you forgot this in c-class the other day”

he hands it out in front of him, but you just smile at him without taking it

you knew all about his perverse thoughts about you, little did he know

every time you bend down to pick something up, every time you purposely shorten your skirt, every time you wink at him, you know how he reacts

he fidgets in his seat, cheeks bright red, and later asks to go to the bathroom while hiding his huge boner

“you can keep it, it’s my gift to you,” you smile at him. and to his surprise, you peck him on the cheek

“meet me in the janitor’s room after class,” you wink and walk past him

i love submissive men who are willing to listen to your every command

imagine heeseung who is so down bad for you that he’s willing to get on his knees the second you ask him to

he craves your praise, and will do anything to get it even if it means humiliating himself

imagine u tape a vibrator on his dick and tie him to a chair, just to leave him by himself while you study, completely ignoring his presence.

he whines and whimpers for your attention while his torso is twitching up and down from the pleasuring sensation, but nonetheless he is obedient

and when u decide to give him attention he has tears running down his face and sparkling eyes looking up at you with cum dripping all over the place onto the floor

and i bet the aftercare is SO soft afterwards

like he’s in a completely different dimension, like on a soft pillow of clouds when you cuddle him and stroke his hair. he’s so exhausted from his multiple orgasms that he’s so fucked out and can’t form a simple sentence and just craves for your hugs and kisses :((

imagine heeseung humping against your leg while he’s under your desk 😮‍💨

hes so deprived and horny that he’ll do anything just to get pleasure from you.

he ruts against your leg desperately and whimpers from the lack of stimulation, but you just ignore him and flip the pages of your book.

he puts his chin on your thigh, looking up at you with the cutest puppy eyes, begging “pleaseee, i need u so bad,” tears filling his eyes

“alright baby, get on the bed for me,” you give in eventually and he climbs out from under the desk and plops excitedly on the bed.

yall im in desperate need of help (this is me being dramatic)

sooo on twitter there was this japanese femdom that tied this hot muscular man up w red ropes and was edging the hell outta him w a handjob, he was blindfolded

i wanna find this video sooooo bad but i just cant find it 🥹🥹 does anyone know what video im talking abt 😖

the same creator had another video where she was rubbing this sheer fabric over his dick w hella lube on it

saw a heeseung edit and now im brainrotting ab him so hard,,, just imagine a playboy au where he thinks you’re easy prey, making a bet with his friends that he’ll bed you in a week MAX. and where is he after that week…? on his knees, tears streaming down his cheeks as he orgasms in his pants just from your shoe pressing down his crotch. he begs you to touch him and you just deadpan “aren’t i already touching you?” and he sobs a little more.

warnings; creampie, hybrid!sunoo, degradation, master kink, reader has a vag but no gender is specified, slight yandere sunoo, desperate sunoo, possessive sunoo

ughhh when I tell you my lust for hybrid boys has skyrocketed lately. Idk wtf is going on with me but I’m going crazy. I want him a little insane, possessive, horny…..a boys’ got needs.

Imagine kitty Sunoo…..Y’all I don’t think I can handle it. It’s been so long since you’ve had a good fuck. Your ex-boyfriend just moved out, all your most recent fucks since then just haven’t been it. They haven’t made you cum. Tonight your hand creeps into your shorts for the nth time to make yourself feel better. Your fingers swirling your clit to find relief from the built up lust you’ve been feeling lately.

It’s hard to get off without some sort of media, but you’re too tired to pick up your phone and find something good. Your mind flits through a million scenarios as you try to push yourself to that point but it’s not working. It’s slowly starting to piss you off.

“Ugh” the hiss you let out is low and guttural. Any moment now your fingers will get tired.

“..Yn?” The sound of Sunoo’s low tired voice startles you, hands jumping from your pants. The cat hybrid should be asleep right now. The thought that he could possibly have smelled or heard you attempting to do the deed embarrasses you and makes your face tingle with subtle shame.

“Yes love?”

“Can I…can I sleep with you tonight?” His hesitant voice makes you bite your lip. The truth is, this was on the list of the reasons your boyfriend wanted to break up with you. Sunoo has his own bedroom but he hardly likes to sleep in it. Your ex did not like the idea of you sharing your bed with another man when he wasn’t there.

Sunoo also did not like your ex very much either. Every time your boyfriend came over to the house there was an uncomfortable energy. Sunoo seemed to make more “mistakes” at the expense of your ex. Spilling his drinks on him, tearing up clothes he left over, throwing away his shoes or belongings because he “didn’t realize” they were your boyfriend’s belongings. Your ex told you to get rid of Sunoo if you wanted to get serious with him.

Clearly you know how that went.

“Sure hon, come in, I’m just gonna go to the bathroom real quick.” You flipped your sheets off your legs and hopped off to wash your hands in the sink before meeting Sunoo back in your bedroom.

Sunoo was much bigger than his aura leads people to believe. His shoulders wide, tall with long legs. He’s large for a cat hybrid and it shows as he lays on your bed, his legs met the end of your mattress. A reason why his bed was bigger than yours.

“Couldn’t sleep?” You ask, slipping under the covers. You rub your legs together from the comfortable warmth.

“Could you?” His eyes seemed to do something odd as he asked the question, tongue swiping over his bottom lip. A flash of your previous….activities made you swallow, laughing awkwardly.

“Guess not.”

Sunoo scooted closer, and you laid on your back to make room. He nosed his way into your neck and laid his hand over your tummy, squeezing your side to pull you directly up against him.

That was another thing about Sunoo. He was a lot stronger than one would think too.

“He hasn’t been around in a while” Sunoo mumbled. He sounded disinterested, but unbeknownst to you, his words were filled with much more vile emotions.

“Yeah, uhm, he won’t be back. Anytime soon.” Your awkward pauses made you squeeze onto the back of Sunoo’s shirt where your hand rested absentmindedly.

“Good” he said, his response shocked you. “Can I ask you a question?”

“Of course, Sun”

“Why don’t you ever let me help you?” Sunoo’s voice seemed to dip in pitch. His fingers strayed from your side, sliding a little lower, fingers picking at your night shirt below your belly button. A spark lit inside your stomach that you tried to ignore, heart picking up speed in your chest from your embarrassing feelings.

“What?” The question slipped from your mouth more breathless than you’d wanted it to.

“Why do you always touch yourself alone when I’m right here to help?” He says. Your eyes snap open wider than before. Sunoo’s nose pressed deeper into the crevice between your neck and shoulder, lighting your belly on fire. You trapped his slowly slipping hand with your own.

“S-sunoo don’t say that to me. This is— that would be wrong. You’re my kitten” A deep, rumbly sigh blows over your neck at your words. Your words only turned him on more, making his movements against you more assertive.

“I could be your good kitten, master. I know I could. Could make you feel so good” it’s embarrassing the effect his words have on you. The way you seem to be growing wet at his statement even though you know you shouldn’t. He’s your kitten, your pet. You shouldn’t be letting him touch you, letting him have sex with you.

“Where did you even learn to speak like this, Sun? This is, completely inappropriate.” You’re trying to fight it, but you can’t deny the way your hand has loosened its grip on his, letting him sneak his way down into your sleep shorts, fingertips pressed against your underwear as he begins to rub against you. His hips roll into your side, the feeling of his hard dick making you bite the inside of your lip.

Sunoo ignores your question, mouth open as he pants against your skin, humping you carnally “you’re such a tease master. Oh, you smell so good you know that?”

“Do you know how many times I’ve listened to you touch yourself? How many times I’ve listened to him fuck you? It’s disgusting. I should be there. It should’ve been me” his voice grows more heated by the second, hand now rubbing against your cunt as he grinds his hard-on against your skin. Your body fills with horror at his confessions.

“I can smell the difference when you cum. When you feel good. Why did you let him fuck you if he wasn’t doin’ it for you, huh?” Sunoo’s fingers slipped into your pants, moving your pubic hair from his way as he spread your lips and tapped your clit. Your mouth parted in shock. “Oh god” Sunoo moaned as if he was the one being touched. You felt his teeth take his plump bottom lip into his mouth against the skin of your neck.

He was right. You did stay with your ex even though he wasn’t make you feel good. You fucked your boyfriend even though you didn’t really like it. You thought if you gave it time, maybe it would get better. Everything was so good in the beginning, you guess you didn’t want to lose it.

“Fuck master, please. You’re so wet I can’t take it. I need to be inside.” Sunoo pulled his hand out from your pants, slipping the blankets off you both so he could pull his night shorts down, climbing on top of you.

“N-no one can know, Sun” you mumbled as he pulled your shorts off your legs. His eyes sparkled at the sight of your hole, eyebrows creasing as he moaned.

“No one can know” he parrots, whimpering as he aligns his tip with you, bucking into your cunt with an excited jump of his hips. His whimpers and moans are instantaneous, and fuck it is so wrong how turned on you are right now. This is the best you’ve felt in years, the way Sunoo’s face contorts as he fucks into your hole, his pace is slow like he wants to enjoy every second, pulling and pushing gradually. So, so wrong. You just can’t help but squeeze him with your cunt, reaching up underneath his shirt to play with his nipples.

“Oh fuck, master” his hands land on each side of your head, cock moving faster as you begin to play with him.

“You like calling me that, Sunoo? Does it feel good when I let you fuck me?” You don’t know what came over you. Maybe it’s the excitement coursing through your veins. Maybe it’s the way he humps into you like if he stops he’ll lose his life.

“Fuck yes, oh master yes. Mine, all mine” his Whiney voice makes you clench down even harder. He’s so sexy it hurts.

“Yours, huh? Were you telling yourself that when you would listen to me fuck my boyfriend. That I’m yours?”

Sunoo’s speed picks up, “don’t say that” he huffs, eyes rolling back as his balls slap against your ass.

“Why not? It’s true, yeah?” You swallow, mouth falling open as you pant. Sunoo mewls when you drop your hands from his nipples, his lips wet and shiny, bangs flopping as he pounds into your hole.

“Fuck, fuck, oh master fuck I’m gonna cum. Gonna make you all mine, gonna cum inside” it’s lost on you how right your ex was. He shouldn’t have been comfortable with Sunoo in your bed, letting him sleep next to you when he touched himself to you every night. He was stealing your dirty t-shirts and jerking himself off with them before putting them in the washer. You’d praise him for being such a good boy, such a good kitty washing your clothes without being asked. When really, Sunoo was just covering his tracks.

“Please master. Yn please. Let me fill you up, oh god, oh god” his balls clenched as you spasmed around him, cumming on Sunoo’s cock from his desperate whimpers and harsh thrusts. His hips stuttered as he came inside, a long porn-ish mewl falling from his plush lips as you felt every twitch of his dick releasing inside.

What you were going to do about this now you didn’t know, but holy fuck did that feel good.

Caramel (m)

Sub!Brat!Sunghoon (ENHYPEN) x Dom!GF!Reader

WC—4.5 ✧ k

WARNING—jealousy ✧ semi-public masturbation (car, m) ✧ spanking (m!r) ✧ face sitting (f) ✧ degrading ✧ praising ✧ piv ✧ riding ✧ nipple play (f!r) ✧ hair pulling (m!r) ✧ name-calling ✧ pet names (Love, Baby, Mommy) ✧ awkward encounter with Yeonjun from TXT

THEMES—smut ✧ established relationship ✧ fluffy ✧ jealousy ✧ good boy turned bad

NOW PLAYING —I Wanna Be Yours ✧ Arctic Monkeys

A/N. I got some sweet messages of encouragement from readers on both wattpad and tumblr after my last update: thank you! Your words and support motivated me to post this sooner<3

M.LISTS—enhypen ✧ latest updates ✧ read on wp

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The mall was packed with people. After Valentines some stores had crazy sales on winter collections since the last major winter holiday was over and the desperation to empty the racks full of winter clothes before it was too late was at its highest point. So, you and your valentine Sunghoon decided to go to the mall. Although you knew the winter leftovers weren't always the prettiest and that you likely wouldn't end up purchasing anything, you thought it would be fun to try on some clothes and just walk and talk since you hadn't spent much time together since Valentine's Day. Also, who knows, you might actually find something nice!

"Baby, you're so sweet," you whispered into Sunghoon's ear, kissing his temple after he greeted you with two hot lattes, one matcha and one caramel — he always picked those two drinks partly for the taste, caffeine and warmth but also so when the two of you were halfway finished you could switch cups.

"Everything for you, Love," he gave you the matcha latte, blushing at your little affection since you were in a very public setting. The only type of physical touch he felt comfortable initiating in front of others was holding your hand or a quick hug, otherwise it was you giving him pecks on his cheek, sitting on his lap or petting his head, which he loved no matter how embarrassed he felt in the moment — your attention and affection is precious to him.

"Thank you," you took a sip of the matcha, content worth the content and also because the cup was warming up your cold hands, but you grabbed his hand anyway, preferring that source of warmth.

He knew his ears were probably red now. He loved it when your cold hand stole the warmth from his.

You swung your hands a little as you walked to your favorite boutique, hoping to find something nice on sale or just walk around and look at different clothes together. But before you entered you were surprised to hear your name. Immediately you recognised the voice but Sunghoon was caught off guard. A foreign voice. A happy voice. A man's voice. The two of you turned around and spotted a man who looked like he belonged in a Kdrama. Sunghoon wished he hadn't been distracted by your touch as you led him to the boutique and that he instead dragged you two to a hot pot restaurant on the opposite side of the mall so you wouldn't have run into this perfect man but it was too late.

The demon with a picture perfect smile walked up with open arms to you two. Or to you and not Sunghoon to be specific. The handsome man hugged you in front of Sunghoon. His ears didn't turn pink like Sunghoon's would when he gave you a two second hug in public. And omg you hugged this man back!

He pulled the rude, good-looking male stranger by his coat, gently separating the two of you.

"Who are you, again?" Sunghoon asked, very confused as to why a male he doesn't know would feel comfortable hugging his girlfriend right in front of his face.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I got a little carried away when I saw her," the guy said with a grin, which made Sunghoon clench the fist that was once in your hand.

"My name's Yeonjun. ____ and I have known each other for more than six years now, right?" He said, looking at you, not Sunghoon.

"Yeah, I think it's been five, six years already. Time goes by so fast!"

Sunghoon gulped. He hadn't even known you for half that time.

"And we haven't seen each other in so long!" the so-called Yeonjun went to your side, entering the boutique together. Sunghoon felt his mouth go dry at how Yeonjun referred to the two of you as "we" and walked side by side with you so naturally. This fucking doucheb—

"Yeonjun, this is my boyfriend, Sunghoon," you made sure to introduce them to each other since Yeonjun got too excited and talked too much too fast and forgot to ask for your boyfriend's name (which was very much his character).

"Nice to meet you, Sunghoon," Yeonjun held his hand in front of you to shake Sunghoon's hand.

But your otherwise sweet, polite boyfriend pretended like he didn't see the waiting hand, "Likewise," holding your hand instead.

This was supposed to be his day with you, not handsome Yeonjun's day with you. You were supposed to walk slowly, look around for nothing in particular, arms hooked together (your doing), sipping your lattes until they were half empty so you could switch cups!

The thing is, the two of you were right by the entrance to this boutique heading inside when Yeonjun came so its not like you could pretend you were going to another store to get out of this situation or you would seem rude for blowing him off for no reason, especially since he's been your friend of six years. Or have you two been a thing? Was Yeonjun your friend as in you were in the same class at uni or your friend as in ex who you ended on extremely good terms with or — even worse — was he a "right person, wrong time" type of "friend"? No. He's overthinking it. Surely, you would've told him about all your exes already and Yeonjun's name had never been mentioned. Besides you were a smart person, you wouldn't get into a relationship with Sunghoon if you had feelings for or unfinished business with Yeonjun or anyone else.

But the hug. The way Yeonjun showed you physical touch so easily, no sign of insecurity or blushing. Your comfortable body language, as if you've hugged Yeonjun hundreds of times before.

"Do you remember this?" Yeonjun said, holding up a small pink purse.

"Yes, I do remember," you laughed at the memory.

"What?" Sunghoon looked so lost. You two had inside jokes together!

"After you won a bet, I told you I'd buy you a pink purse one day."

"Yeah. We were stressed kids back," you smiled at the reminiscence. You had gotten a higher score on a test so Yeonjun had promised to buy you whatever you wanted and the first thing you could think of at that time was a pink purse. Since he lost the bet during high school, you didn't expect him to buy it since he didn't have a lot of money and also because it was better to save whatever money he had. But high school was long gone and you hadn't thought of the purse since but Yeonjun remembered.

"Now I have the money to do so..." he continued.

"I already got that same exact purse for her," Sunghoon interrupted before Yeonjun went too far, noticing that was the only pink purse in this section so Yeonjun wouldn't be so rude as to suggest buying another pink purse with another design. Of course, Sunghoon didn't want a handsome man to buy his girlfriend a purse that would remind her of him each time she looked at it — unless that handsome man was Sunghoon, of course.

You looked at Sunghoon after he told the lie, but didn't say anything because he'd also do the same for you if he knew you told a lie to or kept a secret from someone.

"Really? You got her a 30€ purse?"

Now that was rude.

"Well, I really wanted this purse, so the price doesn't really matter," you said, embarrassed your friend would say that to your boyfriend.

"Of course! Of course! If you wanted the purse," Yeonjun tried to save the situation, realizing what he sounded like. He sent a friendly smile at the two of you and started looking through a rail of T-shirts.

After a few minutes of trying to find something that was cute on the sale rack, you called your friend over. "This one would look really good on you, Junnie," you held up a white dress shirt in silk that you found on 30% sale.

"You think so?"

"Yeah, I think you pull off this kind of aesthetic well."

Hm, how do I get her to only look at me? How do I get her to only look at me? How do I get her to only look at-

Sunghoon walked up to the two of you, "Do you wanna switch cups, Love? I know you love caramel latte and it will get cold soon," he held the cup in front of your lips so you could taste it. He was right, you do love caramel latte and it tastes so much better warm. You smiled at him. The way he showed affection without having to touch, but just remembering any little fact about you and being caring always made your heart melt. You lifted the matcha latte cup to his lips, making him taste too and he did, but not without blushing. For a moment he forgot you were in public and he just wanted to lay down, tangle your legs and arms together and with the hot drinks getting cold on the table as a rom-com played in the background forgotten as you just looked at each other and talked and kissed—

"Guys, do you have anything to try on?" Yeonjun interrupted your little moment.

Then you switched cups before you looked over at Yeonjun. "I can't find anything I like for now—"

"Then you can come and rate this shirt on me. See if you were right that I would look good in it?"

Oh no. Sunghoon did not like this. He had to do something fast.

"Look, Love! You would pull off this dress so well," he half-yelled to get your attention and held up the first thing he in arms reach, blushing at both the dress and at the double entendre.

Your gaze turned to your boyfriend but your eyes visibly went from curious to a bit mad. It was a tight, red dress with a deep cleavage — and it was inappropriate for Sunghoon to suggest trying on or buying this kind of clothes in front of someone else, especially a friend you hadn't seen in a long time. But the fact that it had a lace bra under it, making it look like lingerie, was humiliating. You turned red. Not from blushing, but from fuming. It was very odd of your boyfriend to do that; the guy who blushed when you kissed his cheek at a restaurant when you were sitting alone held up this sexy dress and suggested you try on or buy it in front of Yeonjun.

Yeonjun turned away, awkward, "I'm just gonna go...try this on."

"What was that?" You questioned sternly.

"What was what?" Sunghoon gulped, still holding the dress.

You grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, "Are you trying to get punished?"

He remained quiet, tall but so small in your presence.

"Cat got your tongue? Hm? Talk, you didn't have a problem being loud just a minute ago," you whispered so others — especially Yeonjun — wouldn't hear you.

The sound of a door creaking was heard, which made you retreat your hand immediately and turn around.

"How does it look?" Yeonjun asked and scratched his neck as he showed off the white dress shirt you suggested.

"My eye was right. You should buy it," you gave him a thumbs up. Sunghoon did not like this.

"Thank y-"

"I wanna try it on too," Sunghoon interrupted him.

"Oh, sure, I can give it to you in a minute."

"Actually, I think I need a bigger size because of my shoulders so I'll just grab a fresh one." It was Sunghoon's turn to be rude.

He felt a minor adrenaline rush — if that even existed — as he power walked to the part of the clothing zoo where he remembered you had told Yeonjun to try on a shirt you found. At this point would do anything to keep your eyes on him instead of that guy. He hurried into the changing room, changing in just a minute and opened the door.

Your eyes were definitely on him. He had styled the shirt a bit differently than Yeonjun, choosing to keep the first four buttons undone, way sexier than the usual one or two undone buttons. The pure white silk complemented his skin, making him ironically look like an angel.

"You look really, really good, Baby."

It was a modest compliment, since you had company, but Sunghoon already knew what you were thinking as you eyed him up and down.

"It looked better on me though," Yeonjun said in a jokingly manner.

"No, I look better in it," Sunghoon said, "Right, Mommy?"

It slipped out. He didn't mean to say that. In fact, he's never called you that before.

Yeonjun gulped and stood up to go, "I'm gonna go pay for this real quick."

"You're gonna regret that," you said with a voice that was too calm.

"What you gonna do about it, Mommy?" Might as well go along with this brat thing.

"Guys, something came up so I gotta go. I just wanted to say bye!" Yeonjun appeared with a bag and an awkward smile.

"Bye," you said, hugging him farewell.

some minutes later.

After throwing the almost empty caramel latte in the trash, you slammed the door of the car (not hard, but a little louder than normal). Sunghoon had embarrassed you in front of an old friend, your angel acting like a brat. And he was just glad he had your attention.

"Love~"

You started the engine and took off, completely ignoring his cute calling.

"Mommy," he leaned over to your side, putting his face in your boobs.

"Brat," you pressed your hand harshly on his dick. He was hard. "You really got hard from acting like a desperate slut in public?"

"Mhm. More, Mommy," he whimpered in your ear.

"Slut," you pushed his face away with the hand that was giving him pleasure just now, placing his head gently onto the neck rest (still worried for him even when you were mad).

He smirked, ears red at the contrast of your words and pushing and then kindness. He needed more. So much more. Any little attention you had given to Yeonjun today, he needed that attention tripled. He would've acted like a brat much sooner today if he knew you would've taken him home to punish him.

With his eyes on you he undid his pants. He wanted to push the limit. You looked away from the road for a split second to catch a glimpse of what your boyfriend was up to, "What do you think you're doing?"

"Being a needy whore," he replied and slid his hand inside the pants.

"Touching yourself without my permission two minutes away from home? You're begging to be punished like the bitch you are," you chuckled and sped up.

"Yes, Mommy," he moaned both as an answer to your statement and because of the pleasure his hand was giving. Apparently he loved calling you that.

"Well, you're gonna get it soon, slut," you replied as you were parking.

At that, he went even faster with his hand to get on your nerves even more. And then you were parked. He went for the door in a second, excited for what was about to happen. You got out too and unlocked the door to your place. A slam was heard after you got in. Shoes were taken off and thrown to the side. Sunghoon took your jacket off for you. "Did I say you could touch me?"

Pink spread across his cheeks as he responded with a no, shy all of a sudden. You grabbed him by the collar of his shirt just like at the mall and dragged him to your bedroom. He almost couldn't keep up with your steps. Inside the bedroom you pushed him to the wall, a moan slipping out. You tugged his hair and pulled his head back harshly. "Pants off. Now."

They were on the floor in seconds. "No underwear? You took them off when you were trying on your shirt? Slut," you smirked and sat down on the foot of the bed in front of him.

"You know your place." He got over her lap, flashing his ass for her to admire. He had been doing weighted Romanian split squats at the gym lately. This position on your lap was one he had been in before. But never for acting out in public or calling you something inappropriate in front of a friend.

Your warm hand started rubbing his skin smoothly to prepare for punishment and joy. "Do you remember your safeword?"

"Pear."

"Do you remember my safeword?"

"Pineapple."

"Good. Count, if you don't we'll start over again. Understood, slut?"

"Yes, Mommy," he said with anticipation clear in his tone. He finally had all your attention on him — and your hands on him as well. This is exactly how he wanted the day to go: spend quality time together.

"How many do you deserve?" You asked to test him.

"Uhm... Ten?" He asked, playing dumb.

"Fifteen it is. Twenty if you misbehave," you said and gave him a harsh spank.

"One," he whimpered out, surprised.

The next one was harder.

"Two," he said under his breath.

"Can't hear you, princess," you slapped his ass cheek rougher.

"Three," he yelled out.

He kept his ground, but you wanted to wreck him for how he acted today — if he wanted to be hurt or just go he should've told you and not been a slut — so you hit harder, if possible.

"F-Four," he stuttered in defeat.

You smirked and brought your left hand to his hair, pulling it.

Your right hand blew him with the same strength as before.

"F-Five," he moaned from the beautiful pain.

Spank!

"Fuck! Six!" He cursed.

"Watch your language," you warned and raised your hand up higher and when it came in contact with his skin it made the loudest hitsound.

"S-Seven. So-So-"

Spank!

"-Sorry! Eight," he exclaimed in a moan so high pitched he was embarrassed.

Spank!

"Ah, nine," he moaned loud enough for the neighbours to be awkward around you next time you see them.

Spank!

"Ten. Mommy, please," he cried out of desperation, not sure if he wanted a break or more.

You were only halfway there, yet his dick already had pre-cum leaking out on your jeans.

"Please what?" You asked and delivered a harder one, knowing exactly what he needed.

"E-Eleven. Mommy, touch me, please," he begged pathetically, knowing you would deny him.

The spank got harder at that.

"Twe-elve," he whined like the bitch he was.

You pulled his head back and looked him in the eyes, "Be a good slut and you might get rewarded"

"Thank you, Mommy."

You let his head go back to rest on the bed (gently just like you'd done in the car) and then spanked him harder to see how much he could take.

"Thirteen," he called out.

His ass cheeks were as pink as his cheeks when you greeted him with a kiss to his temple at the mall.

Spank!

"Fo-Fourteen. Mommy!"

His dick stung at this point. He needed you to touch him so damn much.

Spank!

"F-Fifteen," he moaned, crushed.

He closed his eyes harder, waiting for the next spank.

To his surprise, you just touched his ass softly, grabbing here and there, "You were a good slut for me."

"Thank you, Mommy," his ears got pink at how gentle you were being, petting his hair, combing your fingers through it.

"As a reward you get my cum and if you're good enough you'll get to cum too," you whispered as you nibbled on my ear.

"Thank you, Mommy."

You pulled him off your lap, standing up and giving a peck to his forehead before softly pushing him back on the bed. You let your jeans fall down to the floor to be long forgotten. Sunghoon licked his lips at the sight of you in black panties. They were see-through! He was so distracted and suddenly the panties were gone and you were sitting on his waist.

"Please, Mommy, sit on me," he pleaded with a made-up sweet voice, wanting to be on your good side so you wouldn't tease him.

"How much do you want it?" You moved some hair away from his eyes, resting your hand on his jaw.

"So much. Please, please, sit on my face. I want to be good for you now, please," he made sure to look you in the eye with a small pout.

"I know you got jealous and acted like a slut because you wanted my attention, but you know I like good boys more, right?" You mock pouted at him.

He nodded fast, "I know. I'm so sorry, Mommy. Let me prove I'm your good boy. Please?"

"Since you begged so cutely...prove it to me," you said before you moved up until your pussy was above his face.

He eagerly stuck out my tongue and put in the tip between you folds to tease you a little and to prepare for what was coming.

"You think you're gonna make me cum this way, bitch?"

His tongue slipped in further and faster to taste your delicious juices. You arched your back slightly at the stimulation, he smiled against you and started nudging his nose gently against your clit. Your hands found their place behind you, on his stomach. You weren't satisfied with the feeling of fabric, so grabbed the hem of his shirt and lifted it up so you could touch the skin and small curves of his abs. Sunghoon definitely had more muscles than that guy. His hands went to your butt and, before you protested, they pushed you further down on his face and so his tongue went even deeper.

"Desperate for Mommy's cum?" You asked and grasped a handful amount of his wet hair.

He hummed against your pussy, sending vibrations; he was determined to make you cum so good you'd let him cum too. You yanked his hair slightly and he arched his back a little. To show his appreciation he kissed on your clit. Whimpers started spilling from your mouth and excitement and pride started filling him. Both his face and cock were glistening with pleasure and neediness.

"I'm gonna cum."

He nodded and dove in deeper and licked you like he had been thirsty for you his whole life. You pressed herself lower on him, moaning. He held your thighs as they were beginning to shake. His lips sucked on your clit as if it were your nipple and you finally blessed him with your tasty cum. He licked and slurped till there was nothing left to swallow.

"What do you say now?" You asked as you sat back on his chest, catching your breath.

"You're delicious- I mean, thank you, Mommy."

You chuckled and continued with a question, "Who deserves rewards?"

"Good boys," he replied happily.

"Are you a good boy?"

"Yes, Mommy."

"Yes, you are. Take this off," you said and tugged his shirt, "That shirt from today looked better on you anyway."

He took it off as soon as you told him to. His dick was still standing proud, red from the pleasure and resistance.

"Please, Mommy, sit."

"You think I'm going to let your slutty dick inside me just like that? Go get a condom now."

He hurried to his bag, stark naked in the sunlight from the window. But he didn't care, he just wanted to be inside Mommy. When he got back you had already gotten nude — and that was enough for him to open the condom, put it on and throwing himself on the bed in seconds.

"Don't get too comfortable, sit up," you ordered him as you crawled onto the bed.

He obeyed and rested against the headboard, attention on you. You continued crawling until you sat on his lap.

"Your thighs are so thick and sexy."

"Thank you," he blushed because he'd been going to the gym consistently and your validation made him proud.

"Feels like a sin to make them tremble, but oh well."

You lowered yourself on him until long moans littered the air, both of you sensitive; you from a little overstimulation right after cumming and him from ignoring his pink dick for so long. Without preparation or warning, you bounced up and down on him. He wondered where you get the stamina to do bounce on his dick so well.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," he cried out.

He saw your boobs bouncing too and just had to start sucking on one of them, hand palming the other one. You gasped. He was very good with his mouth. Your hips moved faster and Sunghoon couldn't keep his moans inside as he switched his mouth to the other boob. He felt like a pervert but he really really loved how your boobs moved up and down when they weren't in his mouth. You tightened your fingers into his hair and made it harder for him to concentrate and suck. He looked up into your eyes through his long eyelashes and started licking your nipple before putting it between my lips.

"My slut."

He let go of your nipple, "No. I'm your good boy, please," and went back to sucking on it.

"Really?"

"Yes, yes, I am. Please, Mommy." Kiss after kiss was placed on your boobs as an apology for being a shameless horndog back at the mall.

"Such a good boy."

"Mhm," he mumbled not letting go of your nipple, sucking harder, needing you to praise him more.

Your thighs were trembling, an orgasm coming soon. Sunghoon was close too, but he needed your permission first. "Mommy. Mommy. I-" A moan disrupted his sentence. "Ngh, Mommy. I-I'm gonna cum."

You yanked his head back at that and put your lips on his neck, "Cum for me, my good boy."

He filled the condom with his cum.

"Th-Th-Thank you, Mommy."

Your hips rode out his orgasm and he moaned like a slut the whole time. "Mommy, hurts."

"Good." You continued overstimulating him, chasing your second orgasm. He bit his lip, trying not to moan too loudly. Then you came too with a small bite to his neck.

You laid on top of him, just hugging, breathing each other in and pecking at each other's faces and shoulders.

"Want me to run us a bath, Baby?"

His answer was a small pout — your weakness — and a soft nod.

You got up and held his hand, leading him to the bathroom where you threw away the condom in the trash and swayed slowly back and forth as you hugged, waiting for the bathtub to fill with warm water.

"Oh! Almost forgot something," you were confused when Sunghoon let go of the hug.

You smiled as soon as you saw him come back with a lighter and caramel scented candle. 

✧ ੈ ✧ ‧₊˚ * ੈ ✧‧₊˚＊* ੈ ✧ ‧₊˚ * ੈ ✧‧₊˚＊* ✧ ੈ ✧

"I wanna be your vacuum cleaner

Breathing in your dust

I wanna be your Ford Cortina

I will never rust

If you like your coffee hot

Let me be your coffee pot

You call the shots, babe

I just wanna be yours"

—alex turner

KINKTOBER DAY 21 — BREEDING KINK

PAIRING: sub!jungwon x fem!reader

GENRE/CW: smut, unprotected sex, jealous won, crying, usage of nicknames, breeding.

WC: 1.3k words

WARNING: 18+ content, minors dni

A/N: hihi, angels! here i have sub wonie as requested by my beloved @hwhjsthetic! i hope you like it :3 all likes, comments, reblogs and feedbacks are highly appreciated! iloveyou all <33

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“Aw, is my babyboy jealous?” 

Jungwon was usually calm and collected, always ready to help others, no matter the situation. However, he was just as disheveled and messy behind the doors, locked up in a room with you, the sight only you could see, making the poor boy beg on his knees, big tear drops lined up on his thick lashes. 

Oh so beautiful. 

He doesn’t know what pushed him to this extent, maybe it was how carefree you looked while talking to this guy he had never met or seen before, your fingers resting on his shoulders as you tried to stand straight while laughing on a possible joke he cracked. 

Jungwon didn’t know what was so special about this man, nor could he cope up with the bubbling feeling in his chest. Only, this time it wasn’t because of how beautiful you looked, it was because you looked beautiful, while laughing with another man. 

Jealousy was a nasty disease, and Jungwon couldn’t deny he was jealous. He didn’t take it well, bottom lip jutted out as he tried not to cry at the simple sight of you talking to someone else. 

That would be pathetic, right? 

Was it bad to want you to the point he couldn’t bear the thought of you interacting with others? He didn’t know. All he wanted was for you to pay your undivided attention to him, hold him close to your body while stroking his needy, leaking cock, cooing gently and praising him for being your good boy. Your only boy. 

He couldn’t handle it anymore, he couldn’t handle anything when it came to you, which is why he found himself walking across the room, holding on to your arm gently with the saddest expression he could muster, which was enough to garner your attention as he pulled you with him. You quickly excused the other guy, wondering what was wrong with your pretty boy. 

“I wanna go home,” he says, eyes watering. 

You cup his face, “what’s wrong, pup?” You ask gently, dragging him to an empty room to get away from the music blasting at the party. 

“I—you—” he struggled to tell you, red adorning his face at the thought of him telling you how jealous he was, to the point he wanted to breed you, have you all to himself. 

“Say it, pretty baby,” you urged, hand slipping under his shirt to run your cold fingertips on his nipples, a soft whimper leaving his lips. 

“I—I was jealous,” he cried out, hiding his face in your neck as you touched him more. 

The confession was something you hadn’t expected, yet it was so adorable, his distress over nothing, it was adorable. 

“Aw, baby,” you caress his nape, “you don’t like when I talk to pretty boys?” 

You said it on purpose and it worked wonders as you heard another broken sob from him as he shook his head with all his power, his soft hair tickling your neck, “no! No, please—I’m your pretty boy, no one else, please,” he sobbed. You pulled back with a chuckle, observing how his lip was trembling, absolutely hating the situation. 

He belonged to you, shouldn’t it also mean that you should be his girl and his only? 

“Please,” he mumbled out brokenhearted, and you only pulled him closer, kissing him deeply. You could taste his tears with how much he had cried. 

The sight was beautiful, however your heart couldn’t see your pretty boy crying, overthinking that he might lose you. Your lips fit into his perfectly, slotting together as he gasped, mind numbing and heart racing for whole another reason—your touch. 

“You’re my pretty boy, hm?” You whisper softly, as he watches you, eyes bigger and sparkly now that it was filled with a few unshed tears. 

“Only me?” He asked, gulping down as he looked at you, expectantly. 

“Only you,” you confirmed, “show me how beautiful and needy you are for me, baby,” you say, settling down on the stranger’s bed. 

He was quick to comply, fumbling with his belt as he tried to get rid of his clothes, and you sat, admiring his broad shoulders once they came into view, wondering how he’s so big yet so small and submissive to your disposal at all times. 

His shyness was adorable, especially when he stood naked in front of you and you were fully clothed, “wanna show you how much I want you,” he mumbled, embarrassed at how amused you seemed at his newfound determination to act bold, which didn’t seem to work with how gentle his touch was as he parted your legs. 

He was hard, his cock twitching at the sight of your panties, and he forgot to breathe for a solid minute, “go ahead, pup. You look so beautiful on your knees,” you caressed his cheek before tugging on his roots as he took off your panties and buried himself between your legs. 

His experimental kitten licks at your clit felt like heaven, even more so when he was the one who kept moaning as if he was being pleasured. Oh, he loved every second of it, “that’s it, baby—fuck, you’re doing so well, Wonie,” you praised and he continued his ministrations. 

He was and always had been your pillow princess, seeing him become a service top was endearing. Jealousy does that to you, but Won found himself enjoying it more than anticipated, maybe it was driven by jealousy, which gave him the courage to speak his heart out. 

“Wanna fuck you, please? I’ll be a good boy, will make you feel good, I promise!” He leaned back, lips coated with your juices as you pulled him up for another kiss. 

He was so enthusiastic that you allowed him in one go. He had been a good boy after all, “of course, baby,” you chuckled, and you swore you saw his eyes lightening up with excitement, no coherent sentences coming to your mind as he got on top of you, chest heaving up and down as he lined up his cock, prodding at your entrance. 

You grabbed his dick, helping him push his thickness inside you. The feeling was overwhelming for the poor boy, the sweetest whimpers falling off his lips as he thrusts into you weakly, adjusting to the feeling of your walls clenching around him. He couldn’t help but tear up again, and you only kissed his tears away. 

“Mine, mine, mine,” he kept on mumbling, drunk in the essence of you, your lips on his as you continued to tell him how you’ll only ever be his, yet you knew he had something else on his mind with how desperately he was thrusting into you. 

“Am I making you feel good? Please tell me I’m making you feel good,” he whimpered, breathing ragged and you could feel that he was close, your own orgasm approaching as you moaned, making the boy even more shy and proud. 

He was making you feel good. 

“S—so close,” he let out, “too sensitive, want to mark you,” he breathed out, words coming out broken as you wrapped your legs around his slim waist, knowing exactly what he was aiming for and you’d let him go his way today, simply because he looks so cute begging to fill you up, to mark your neck, nibbling on it gently. 

With a few more thrust, he found himself sobbing on your neck as you traced your fingers on his back, helping him and yourself ride out your high, feeling the warmth of your liquid mixing with his inside your cunt as he stuffed it inside you the best he could. 

“You’re mine, right?” he asked for the last time, hair disheveled, lips swollen and skin blotchy red with how much he had cried. 

And you kissed him, knowing you’d never want to miss this sight. 

“All yours, babyboy.”

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HOW TO MAKE ENHA CRY DURING SEX

hyung line x f!reader, smut, service dom!Jay, everyone else is a sub, dacryphilia, humiliation kink, praise+degradation, edging, making love, consensual forceful sex (?) in Hee’s section, ‘mommy’ mentioned in Hoon’s section

🎲: HEESEUNG

Honestly I think he might be a tough one to crack.

Like, he could cry, but the vulnerability of it kind of scares him.

And every time he gets overwhelmed from pleasure (in a good way), he all of a sudden becomes too aware of himself and snaps out of it.

Then he usually tries to flip the roles and dom you 🙄 (you let him though 👀)

You could tell he was holding back, so you initiated a talk with him.

Long story short, he admitted he craved the thought of letting go completely and letting you see the most raw parts of him-

He was just too scared to force himself into it…So you forced him. (With his explicit permission, of course!)

It started on a random night, with an unsuspecting Heeseung laying across the couch looking on his phone.

“Y/n, please! Please let me go. I- I-“

“No. You don’t get to be done until I’m finished using you.”

And it ended with you on top of him, pinning him down by his wrists and riding his dick like a mechanical bull.

No matter how hard he squirmed and bucked and begged, you wouldn’t stop. And it felt so good to realize that this situation was completely out of his control, and entirely in yours.

Heeseung bursting into tears was immediately followed by his dick pumping a huge load of cum into your pussy.

It was the longest and most powerful orgasm he’s ever had. (Needless to say, he was pretty hooked after that.)

🎲: JAY

Jay’s rarely the type to cry, even when he’s feeling emotional. (So that’s why you were so shocked the first time you saw him cry during sex.)

You lifted your face from the crook of his neck, breath hot and panting while your hips met his languid thrusts, Jay fucking you slow and deep.

“That feel good, mama?” He asks while lifting a sweaty palm to brush the hair away from where it stuck to your forehead.

(You’d been sitting on his lap, slow fucking for what felt like hours, so you both were hot and sweating. But you both didn’t want to stop.)

The feeling of reverence to the moment. How you both were taking your time to feel each other, touch each other, to commit every dip and detail of the other’s skin to memory.

“S’good.” You manage to get out, but Jay hums, looking deep into your eyes with that soft look he sometimes gets, hand now cupping your face as his hips move a little faster.

So you whisper again: “F-Feels really good, Jay.”

“Do I make you feel good, baby?” He implores further, nose brushing affectionately against yours, causing your vision to blur for a bit as his face is so close.

“Yes, Seongie. Make me feel so good.”

You hear and feel Jay let out a shuddering sigh, and suddenly his hands are on your hips, still keeping the pace slow but you can feel that the both of you are about to cum.

And about to cry, if the tears gathering in Jay’s eyes are anything to go by.

“God, I love you so much, Y/n. F-Fuck-“ his hips break the rhythm and buck up for a moment, before he gets back on track. “I love you. M’gonna cum.”

His tears finally spill out when he spills inside of you, making your own eyes water as you become overwhelmed with the love you have for him and how loved he makes you feel.

🎲: JAKE

He’d be pretty easy to make cry, considering that he really gets off on it, maybe even more than you do. Definitely more than you do.

Praise him too lovingly- Tell him he’s your perfect love and you’re proud of how good he’s being? He’ll cry.

Degrade him- Call him your useless, slutty little boy with a little cock to match? He’ll cry.

Sometimes he’ll just get really needy and ask to hump your leg or something while you’re washing dishes or doing work on the computer.

And he’ll grind his clothed cock into your leg desperately from the start, small whimpers turning into soft cries.

Because he’s edging himself.

You were surprised the first time you realized Jake was depriving himself of cumming, without you even instructing him to.

Even when you sweetly uttered to him that he could let go, he just blushed and whined, pushing his face into your calf and continued snapping his lithe hips until you felt tears dripping from his eyes and down your leg.

Jake just really loves being your pathetic little loser.

And acting like a crybaby makes him feel like that in the best way possible <3

🎲: SUNGHOON

I feel like he’s definitely capable of crying, he’s just kinda unpredictable with it.

Sometimes he just wants to feel small and useless, degraded and slapped around as you use his body for your own pleasure.

He’ll cry and whimper and ask, “am I doing good, mommy?”

And if you respond with a silently cold look, or a humiliating “Doing good? All you’re doing is lying there while I do all the work.”

The mortification burns in his belly in such a delicious way that he comes with no warning.

Either that, or he cries for the need of validation- to be told that he’s doing well and he’s loved.

“Ha-, am-am I good?” Sunghoon asks as he looms above you, cradling you like a treasure while he plays with your clit and drives his dick into you just the way he knows you like it.

“Yes, angel. Doing so good.” You moan, withering against the sheets.

“No, no. Am- am I good.” He clarifies, and you’re abruptly stopping his movements when you recognize the tone of his voice.

“Yes. Yes, baby. You’re perfect and I love you. You’re always good.”

“I love you too.” He says softly, eyes widening and turning glassy as he stares at you like you’ve made and could equally break his entire world.

“Lay down, baby boy. Mommy wants to make you feel how good you are.”

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