How To Be A Good Little Wifey

rihanna attends nba all-star weekend (02/14/15)

I’m pretty when I cry ☁️

♤◇ Fuck Me 'Till The Suns Up ◇♤

Pairing: Lee Felix x Male!Reader

Warnings: Dom/sub dynamics, sub!Felix, dom!Reader, swearing, unprotected sex, nipple play, breeding kink, Daddy kink, degrading, choking, probably more

English is not my first language; this is not proofread so beware grammar mistakes and spelling errors

Felix was a kind soul--gentle even. Everyone could see that, and everyone loved it. He was a sweetheart that everyone loved. He always made everyone around him smile and laugh easily without trying very hard. He also seemed to be a bit innocent, to be perfectly honest. Not too pure, but still a slight bit innocent. Of course, this wasn't true. It almost never is with the seemingly innocent ones.

Felix had a darker side to him--one that he could not show to the world or really anyone. And one could say that it was mostly caused by you.

See, you were a pretty big tease to Felix. You always did things to him that made his stomach feel like it was burning from the inside out. One of your most famous moves was grabbing his wrists and pinning them next to his head against the wall while pressing your body impossibly close to his and leaning your lips down so close to his lips, he could feel your breath against his mouth. He always had to stop himself from either arching his back or leaning forward to connect his lips to yours. The worst part about it? It always left him with a boner that he had to somehow hide until he was able to either slip away or get back to the dorm.

Other things you would do to him included placing your hand on or on the inside of his thigh, hug him from behind and seemingly press your pelvis extra close to his ass--almost tempting him to grind himself back against you, sit him on your lap and make him almost straddle your leg, randomly play with his hair and 'accidently' give it a little tug. All of these things always made him longing for more from you.

Of course, he wouldn't dare ask for your help. He didn't know if all these things really meant that you liked him, or you just liked flirting and teasing him. So, all he could do is wait till he got back to the dorm so he could get himself off properly instead of just a simple quick jerk off in a bathroom.

When he did get himself off, he always made sure to purposely leave the door open just the slightest bit and be just the tiniest bit loud for the small chance that you'd walk in. He even made sure to whimper and whine out your name so you'd maybe hear and know that he felt that way for you.

He always got off the same way, sticking a dildo on the ground with a silicone suction cup for him to ride while he biting his shirt to reveal his toned chest and playing with his nipples. His eyes would be closed as he thinks of some sort of dirty fantasy of you. Maybe it'd be of you fucking him until he was crying and his legs were so close to giving out from the overstimulation, or you'd make him get on his knees and fuck his face until he was light headed from the lack of air, or you'd tie him to the bed and gag and blindfold him while running a vibrator over his cock over and over for hours on end, or perhaps you'd put a cock ring on him and ride him until he was sobbing from the constant edging while you got to have as many orgasms you wanted. All these fantasies were one's that he'd give anything to come true. All he wanted was for you to do whatever you wanted to him, and he'd love every second of it.

Currently, you and the other members were in the studio, doing a VLive. Chan was sitting on the floor in front of the camera while the others were just moving around. You were talking with Felix, both of you walking towards where Bang Chan was. When you notice that both you and him were in perfect view, you turn towards Felix and pin him against the wall, causing him to gasp and look up at you with wide eyes. Chan notices what happens and turns his head around to look at the two of you.

Felix closes his eyes when you lean in, his breath growing heavy as he gulps. He can feel his cheeks heat up when he feels your leg push against his crotch, praying to himself that you don't feel him twitch in his jeans.

He knows the camera can see you two perfectly, so it's taking everything in him not to lean forward and press his lips against yours. But you're making it so difficult not to. He can feel your breath on his lips, and the grip you have on his wrists is strong in a way that only turns him on more. Why do you have to always do this in public? How do you not know how much it effects him?

You move your leg just the slightest bit, causing more pressure to be put on his clothed cock. It takes all his willpower not to grind onto your leg. It just feels so fucking good. It's pathetic how quickly he can get turned on from this--from you just pushing him against a wall, but you just did it in such a way that has him desperate for you.

Felix can't help the way his back arches just the slightest bit when you move your leg once again. There's no way you can't feel how turned on he is, you have to feel it. Right?

". . .Please. . ." The whisper was so quiet, you almost couldn't catch it. "Hyung, please. . ."

Felix almost doesn't care about the camera's anymore, too caught up in the moment to really pay attention to anything happening around him.

Just as he's about to lean in, you pull away from him completely. Felix has to stop himself from grabbing you and pulling you back. When he opens his eyes again, he sees that you're walking over to where Chan and a few more of the members sat. Realizing what he had just said, his cheeks flush a deeper shade of red. There's nothing he can really do anymore besides walk over to where you sat now, pulling his hoodie down to cover up the obvious bulge in his jeans.

Throughout the rest of the live, Felix couldn't help but keep glancing over at you from the corner of his eyes. You seemed to be unaffected by the whole thing, but he couldn't know that yet. You were a very good actor, you could just be putting up a façade for the camera. He decided he's had enough. He needs to know how you feel.

So, at the end of the live and when you were all exiting the studio, he asked for you to follow him into his dressing room. That's where you were currently, standing in the middle of the dimly lit room while Felix stands in from of you, looking up into your eyes as his breathing continues to grow heavy and shaky.

"Why do you do those things to me?" You raise your eyebrow at him, seemingly oblivious. "Why do you tease me like you do, and act like nothing happened right after?"

You have to stop yourself smirking or chuckling at him. "You mean why I pin you against the wall?" Felix nods. You, continuing to act oblivious, shrug your shoulders. "It's fun."

Felix closes his eyes and lets out a deep sigh. "You seriously don't know?"

"Know what?"

You were starting to get on Felix's nerves. You had to've known. There's no way you didn't. "You don't know what you do to me?"

You shake your head, almost having to bite your lip to stop you from laughing at his frustrated face. "Elaborate for me."

He takes a breath before stepping forward, never breaking eye contact with you as he reaches down and grabs your hand and slowly brings it to his bulge, eyes fluttering shut as he presses himself against your hand. "Don't tell me you didn't feel it in the studio."

His breath hitches and he lets out a whine when he feels you grab harshly at his clothed cock. He opens his eyes to look back up at you. "And what is it you want me to do about it?"

Felix's breathing picks up, gulping hard before spilling out all the words he's wanted to say to for years. "I want you to bend me over something and fuck me until I'm crying and my legs are shaking. I want you to wreck me until I know nothing but your name. I want you to use me however you want. I want you to choke me until I'm about to pass out. Please, just fucking rail me already!"

You smirk down at him, moving your hand up to grip at the underside of his jaw, pulling his face closer to yours. "You really think I didn't know how you felt about me? I've heard your pathetic whines of my name as you ride your dildo. I've also heard it when you call me 'Daddy' when you have a dirty dream about me. I've heard the way you beg for me to breed you, for me to fill you to the brim with my cum. I've felt and seen the way you get hard from my teasing. I'm not oblivious. I know how much of a whore you are for me."

Felix let's out a quiet groan at your words, enjoying the effect they have on him. You let go of his jaw, lightly pushing him back. "If you want me to fuck you, get on your knees."

Felix let's out a loud sob as he feels your teeth sink into the skin of his nipple while you angle your hips to slam deeper inside his ass. His legs cross from where they rest behind your back as he desperately tries to hold you closer.

His nails dig into your shoulders as he throws his head back against the couch cushion. "F-Fuck- Daddy!"

You hum, enjoying the way his back arches from the vibrations. You pull away from him and pull out, cause Felix to whine. Before he can say anything though, you flip him over on the couch so he's laying on his stomach. You're quick to push back inside him and resume your brutal pace.

Felix grips desperately at the couch cushion, knuckles turning white from the intense grip. However, when he feels you wrap your hand around his throat and give a tight squeeze, he can't help but reach up and grip at your wrist instead.

The new angle you have on him causes you to hit his prostate with each thrust. That mixed with the feeling of the lack of air has his legs shaking from the intense amount of pleasure. His eyes roll to the back of his head and his eyes close as he starts to feel light headed.

The coil in his stomach slowly grows more and more, as does yours. "Dad-Daddy- fuck- cum! Gonna cum!"

This only causes your pace to speed up, chasing after the high both of you so desperately want to achieve. Your free hand reaches down to grip tightly at his waist, definitely leaving a bruise behind. Neither of you can bring yourself to care, however.

With a few more thrusts, Felix almost shrieks as he feels his high wash over him. He feels his cock spill onto both his stomach and the couch below him. It takes you a few more moments before the coil in your stomach finally snaps, causing you to still your hips and tighten your grip on his throat and waist. Felix groans loudly at the feeling of you spilling into his ass, enjoying being filled even more by you.

You collaps on top of Felix, and both of you stay like that for a few minutes. You're the first one to move, going to pull out so you can clean him up only to be stopped by him grabbing your waist. He turns his head to look behind at you. "Don't move. Please."

You raise your eyebrow at him. "You like being full, don't you?"

Felix blushes before nodding lightly. "I-I like it a lot." He gulps. "Feels really good."

You chuckle, leaning down and pressing a kiss to his temple. "Alright. I'll stay."

It's been 10 years, haven't you had enough? Never.

Imagine: Morning Birth

Imagine you've been laboring all night while your husband sleeps beside you. You're hugely pregnant, overdue even, and you start feeling contractions before you go to sleep. You decide to wait until things progress a little, able to breathe through the pain as it ebbs and flows throughout the night. You toss and turn, maybe get up to walk around your house and labor by yourself. You try to get some sleep, sometimes on the bed and sometimes on the couch, in between walking slowly and rocking your hips.

Imagine you feel the heaviness in your belly move lower and lower, until it feels like a watermelon is lodged in your pelvis. You breathe heavily now, panting with each contraction and wondering when you should wake up your husband. You make yourself some coffee, waddling onto your back porch to enjoy the sunrise while you labor. You bring a towel just in case.

Imagine sitting in your favorite rocking chair, rocking though the intensifying contractions, moaning softly and breathing ragged. Come on, come on, something has to give. This baby is so heavy you can barely walk, you have to be able to push soon.

You decide to take a shower to ease the pain, passing your still-sleeping husband on your way to the bathroom. You're thankful one of you has gotten rest before what's about to happen.

Imagine closing the bathroom door behind you and climbing into your shower to let the warm water run down your back. Oh, God, that feels so much better. Your hips ache from carrying the weight of your child, so you squat in an effort to relieve some of the pressure. Imagine the warmth seeping into your back from the shower as another contraction hits you. Ohhh, and this one hurts so much you let out a gentle moan. You grip your belly, unable to see your vagina to see how close you are to delivering but feeling how warm and tight it feels under your hands. The pressure is so great….until it isn't.

Imagine the gush of your water breaking, the gasp of surprise as all that pressure is relieved in an instant. Your belly feels softer for a bit, in between contractions. Feel how much water is pouring out of you, know that you're almost ready. You finish rinsing off and turn off the water, drying off and grabbing some fresh towels before climbing into bed beside your husband.

You face away from him, lying on your side with a pillow between your legs to let you rest without impeding the baby's progress. You try to get some rest in between contractions, breathing deeply. It feels so much better now that your waters broke, you can feel the baby moving towards your cervix.

A contraction hits you, and you squirm against the pressure building up again in your hips. You breathe heavily, your belly heaving and round. Something tells you to prop up your leg while you lay on your side. This opens up your hips to make more room, your baby moving through your body slowly with each contraction.

Imagine your husband gently waking up behind you. You're spooning in bed, his hand lazily stroking your middle, oblivious to what's happening right now. Imagine moving his hand down to the bulge forming between your legs, the baby's head filling your birth canal in between contractions. That's it, feel me push into your hand, love.

Imagine your husband suddenly awake, about to panic, until you reassure him everything is fine and that the baby's almost here. So you lie on your side, your husband spooning you from behind and holding up your leg to help you, and start pushing.

You reach down, huffing and puffing through the burning in your pussy as the head crowns.

"Keep going, you're so strong. Keep pushing," your husband whispers in your ear. You let out a little cry after a hard push, the head filling your hands until it fully emerges.

"The h-head is out…f-feel," you pant, catching your breath to prepare for the next contraction. Your husband, still holding your leg back, slowly adjusts position to reach down with his other hand.

"Oh my God, you're doing incredible," he murmurs, holding up the head of his child hanging out from between your legs. It's huge, the baby must be at least eight pounds.

Imagine your husband looking down at the sight of you, lying languidly in your bed, stomach hard and low, panting heavily at the enormous pressure in your tenderest areas. The sight of his baby hanging out of his beautiful, birthing wife is too much and he leans down to kiss you, planting kisses on your forehead when your breathing quickens at the start of another contraction.

Imagine burying your face into your pillow, drawing your legs back, and pushing as hard as you can. You're covered in sweat now, the hardest part of your labor almost over. You husband holds your leg with one hand, staring down at you mesmerized. This baby is huge, but it's sliding out of you a little at a time, your pushes coming one on top of another now.

Imagine it's time. Spread your legs a bit wider, and push. Puuuush. Imagine your partner exclaiming in delight, but you're too focused on giving birth to register what he's saying. He reaches down to cradle the head and body as the rest wriggles out of you.

Imagine your partner holding your freshly-born baby and kissing you fiercely, telling you he can't wait to watch you do that again.

NCT 127 AND PLACES THEY WOULD FUCK YOU

(just so yk this is dirty asf and inspired by my moot @neoculturecollectives)

Taeil

In the upstairs bathroom at your parents' house

And because as I've said multiple times

Mr. Moon gets shit done

HARD

DEEP

AND MF RAW

do not play in his fucking face😭😭

istg

he'll treat you like a ragdoll

tells you to strip completely

while the only thing he does is unbuckle his belt and pull his cock out

Did I mention that he would be BRICKED UP??

His aim here is actually for your parents to catch you

I am so sorry but honestly

he's fucking you against the door

100%

and if you're trying to hold back your moans???

Hard slaps on the back of our thigh

If your parents ask if everything is okay out of concern...

"Aren't you gonna answer them?"

as he POUNDS into you

and if you don't answer????

Babeeeeeee he thrusts deeper and harder

"Fucking answer them right now"

As he grips the fuck outta your jaw

HE DOES NOT GIVE A FUCK!!

Taeyong

On a High rise balcony

I said what I said

He likes to show off his pretty things

and that is exactly what you are

OMGGGGGG

If someone happened to see you both...

"Be a good girl and show them just how much you love my cock"

HE WOULD WANT YOU TO BE LOUD

And the toys he would use???

pleaseeeeeeeeee

the vibrator that he's been fucking into you for the past 3 minutes???

and you better not cum bitch

NOT WITHOUT HIS MF PERMISSION

Makes you spread your legs wide so

"Everyone can look but they will never be able to touch"

MAKES YOU SQUIRT OVER THE RAILING!!!

a stranger probably thought it was raining or something

Johnny

The dark VIP section of a very much alive nightclub.

Let's get one thing straight

YOU WILL BE ON HIS LAP!

He wouldn't try to be discreet

If you're gonna ride him

Ride him properly babe

or else he’ll take matters into his own hands

and bend you over the table and fuck you

And yk we've discussed this

He's 100% fucking a baby into you

When he cums

he's cumming hard

so hard that it actually starts to run out of you

uses his tip to push it back into you

then slaps his tip on your clit and laughs as you tremble

ALSO

YOU WILL BE GIVING HIM A BLOWJOB!!!!

as I said earlier

he will not be discreet

"The men over there a touching themselves so go ahead and give them a show sugar plum"

Yuta

In the dressing room at one of his concerts specifically 5 minutes before he has to go on

It may seem like a short time

because it is

but It's Yuta Nakamoto we're talking about

He's making it work

Fuck a condom (Ya'll better wear protection and don't play with me)

He's going in rawwwwww

I'm sorry but

no foreplay

he ain't got the time for that

the most you'll get is a slap on both your tits

and him roughly palming you

then he forces himself inside of you

one word

BEAST

THIS AIN'T ABOUT YOU!

understand that this is one of the rare times

where he doesn't care if you cum or not

once he's done

HE'S DONE!

"This pussy is mine so I'll use it how I please."

Doyoung

IN A CHURCH!!!!!!

Everyone say thank you ANDYYYY

@neoculturecollectives this is because of you (yall go look at her blog rn and you'll see what I'm talking about)

IM SO SORRY BUT...

Doyoung would fuck you in the bathroom while the sermon is going on 😭😭

He would also fuck you at the back of the bus on the way to the annual church picnic

DARE I SAYYYY

RIigth after bible study toooo

And this ain't no regular fuck

THIS IS THE P0RNST4R TYPE OF FUCKINGGGG

spit would be everywhereeee

leaving the bathroom with a white stain on your brand-new church dress...girrrlllllll

The smirk he would give you knowing he did that

and he'll do it again

The same fingers he uses to skip the pages of the Bible

are the same fingers that were inside of you a couple of minutes ago

Made you squirt all over the bathroom mirror

"We'll ask for forgiveness after but right now, this will be our dirty little secret okay?"

Jaehyun

In a crowded elevator

Jaehyun has class and etiquette I swear.

But when your ass is rubbing against his cock in a crowded elevator

He's...tempted

doesn't matter what type of bottoms you're wearing

he's finding a way to fuck you lmaooo

slow and steady because unlike Johnny

he'd try to be discreet

pretends to adjust himself but in reality

he's just trying to thrust a bit deeper without making it obvious

he cums messily babessss

his hips would start to buck

beads of sweat would be all over his forehead

would let out a low groan.

even when you get to your floor he's staying on until everybody leaves

fucks you while looking into the elevator camera

I SAID WHAT I SAID.

"Such a dirty and classless slut you are"

Jungwoo

On a hiking trail when it's most active

like animals

yall are fucking in the nearby bushes

He uses a condom

he's a good boy

but he's also fucking you on the bark of a tree

so...

don't worry though

I promise he makes it worthwhile

Loves to use his fingers

when he sees someone coming

he'll use one hand to cover your mouth

and the other to finger the daylights outta you babeeeeee

USES HIS LEG TO MAKE SURE BOTH OF YOURS STAY OPEN

note: he doesn't care if you came 100 times

you are doing that shit again

also

DOGGY STYLE!!!!

like actual animals

"Just one more time. Come on baby show me how far you can go."

Mark

In the practice room while he's on a 10-minute break

First of all

Baby is frustrated as hell

and also in a rush

Trust me when I say

HE'S PUTTING THOSE BIG ASS MIRRORS TO USE!!

oh hell yessssssss

yall got ten minutes

and he turns you into a damn gymnast

There is a s3x position called

"Seashell"

OH YESSSS

and you better look in that damn mirror

omgggg

makes you watch through the mirror

as his cock slowly sinks into you

in reverse cowgirl position

in less than ten minutes

he makes you squirt all over the mirror

and cums in your panties and tells you to put them back on.

"Don't you fucking dare take your eyes off that mirror"

"Even if my cum is dripping down your legs don't take those panties off "

Haechan

In a supply closet LITERALLY ANYWHERE

A classic hookup place

but when I say ANYWHERE

I mean it could be a Walmart, a school

a church

An office

bitch it doesn't matter

as long as a supply closet is there

he's ready

ALWAYS does it raw (Again, please be smart yall use protection)

Even when he's not in a rush

he fucks like he is

rough

and extremely harsh with his words😭😭

Gets carried away sometimes

and overstimulates you

yall started out standing

but he will fuck you to YOUR KNEES!

don't play with him

Makes sure you're okay when he's finished

and he's ALWAYS the first to walk out of that closet

with a smirk on his face and your panties hanging out of his picket

No, he wouldn't try to be discreet.

"Such a need whore. Practically begging for my cock"

"Aw, are you crying because it's too much? Stupid Slut"

Attuma absolutely overstimulating Okoye to the point of no return. He'd already made her finish with his fingers and tongue multiple times but barely let her come down from her last orgasm before he pushed inside of her and attached his thumb to her clit again. He'd press hot kisses to her neck and shoulders and chest as he pushed into her and her moans and whimpers beneath him would only have him going harder and faster.

Her legs would quite literally be shaking as he pushed her closer and closer to another orgasm and she would shake her head because she wasn't sure she could manage another. She was so pleasured out that she didn't know where she would find the strength to give him another orgasm.

"Attuma, I cannot do it," she'd whimper out before gasping when he hit an incredibly sensitive spot inside of her.

He wouldn't relent, continuing to push inside of her hard and fast, so deep that he was brushing against her cervix and making her feel absolutely full.

"It's too much, ah!"

Her nails digging into his skin would only spur him on.

"Yes you can, my love," he would grunt out, pressing a soft kiss to her neck before kissing her lips. "Just one more. You can do it."

And she could. She'd give him one last orgasm before she was spent, letting him finish off only moments behind her, spilling inside of her.

Okoye would be a shaking mess as he hurriedly left to grab a warm towel and a bottle of water for her.

"You are evil," she would manage to laugh out as he pressed a kiss to her forehead before working to wipe her off.

Baby, all at once, this is enough (Namor x f!reader)

(Still obsessed with him, don’t judge me)

Masterlist

Pairing: Namor x F!reader

Word count: 574

Summary: You gave him one of the gratest gifts he could have ever asked for.

Warning: Nothing to be honest, just the must pure of purest fluff, I think.

A/N: What can I say? I love him so much that I will write for him to the day I die

Translations:

In yakunaj - My love

Jats'uts - beautiful

In reina - My queen

Meent in ts'áaik teen asab ti’ le ba'ax je'el k'áatik, Nib óolal in yaakunaj. - You have given me more than I could ever ask for, thank you my love

Coments, Reblogs and Asks are happily received!

Namor enter quietly to his quarters, not wanting to disturb you if you were resting. He remembered the moment he saw you laying on his bed, so pale and weak, that the thought of loosing you terrified him. He just couldn’t stand seeing you like that. He couldn’t. You were everything, his strength, his heart, his soul. He was a changed man because of you.

You opened your eyes at the sound of him, a smile immediately forming on your face. “Hi.” You whispered.

“In yakunaj.” He kneeled at your side, his hands quickly grabbing yours, kissing your palms. “How are you feeling? Do you need anything?”

You laugh. “I have everything I could ever need at the moment.”

Namor smiled, even after all this time, he waiting for you to ask anything, you would always deny that offer. “You are glowing.” One of his hands left yours and brush away the few strands of hair that glued to your face thanks to the sweat. “Jats'uts.”

“So you are saying I was not beautiful before?” You said, the smile still on your face. Namor shook his head in amusement. “Have you seen them?”

“Not yet.” He kissed your forehead. “I wanted to see you first, needed to make sure you didn’t leave me.”

“As if I could leave you alone.” You whispered back.

As if on cue, Namora entered smiling, two little bundles tucked on her arms. “K'uk'ulkan.” She nodded at Namor, turning quickly to you. “In reina.”

Namor left your side for a moment, walking towards Namora, gently taking away one of the babies. He couldn’t help but smile at the sight of his son, cradling him as gently as he could. You had given him so much more than he ever expected to have. Much more than he deserved.

Namora soflty place the baby girl on your arms, her fingers tracing the features of the infant with so much wonder before taking her leave, leaving both parents to bond with their children.

He walked to you, sitting on your side. Your head rested on his arm, as he watched both of his children. “Meent in ts'áaik teen asab ti’ le ba'ax je'el k'áatik, Nib óolal in yaakunaj.” He kissed your forehead, making you close your eyes. Namor couldn’t help the tears that began falling down on his face, looking back and forth between his children. “I vow to protect them, to protect you.”

You hummed, a bit tired from everything. “You don’t have to vow anything, I know you will do it regardless.” Your tired eyes watched how your husband brushed his hand over your son’s bald head. At that moment, you love him even more than you had before.

“The others want to meet them soon.” Namor whispered against your hair, noticing how your eyes began to close. “I manage to appease them for a little bit, but I am afraid that they will demand to know them soon.”

“I know, Namora didn’t leave my side until they were born, I think she even threatened the midwife when she made a mistake.” You laughed, your eyes finally closed.

Namor hummed in approval. “Remind me to thank her later.” He put his son on the basket, the one that the old women from Talokan had given him before, repeating the action with his daughter. “Rest, in yaakunaj, you have earn it.”

“Stay.” You muttered against his chest.

“I wasn’t planning on leaving.”