The Reason Why So Many White Boys Are Turning To Allah Is Simply Because Muslims Have What They Will

We have five kids under six, and all of them breastfeed, some of them constantly. I stay naked because even though the snow rages outside, the house is very warm, all the time. One of your rules is that I have to keep my legs wide open whenever I’m in a sitting position, and that when I breastfeed, I have to be on the bed. Not so it’s easier on the kids, but so you can lay me down and rape your seed into me even more. Today, you decide that it’s time to put some extra effort into it because the youngest is nearly ten months old, and it’s been too long since I was pregnant. You stay home from work and rape your seed in me a few times an hour. I’m not allowed to say no. Pretty soon, babies six and seven on the way.

Good Morning Daddy 💕😘

The following story came in my mind on a Horny Tuesday morning. Any and all feedback welcomed!

The sun crept in through the blinds and shined into our bedroom. I watched daddy sleep peacefully, admiring his beautiful features. Sexy brown skin, full succulent lips and a broad muscular chest. Imagine how cute our little son or daughter would be. My eyes dropped to his soft yet long dick in lust. 🍆😍 Perfect for breeding, I thought to myself. Daddy didn’t know this but I always woke up before him to watch him sleep and day dream about having his babies. 👩‍👩‍👧‍👦 Usually, when I’m not fucking daddy, my mind is preoccupied with fucking daddy or taking his cum. Until it’s time to wake daddy up.

I start by licking his big heavy balls slowly. I can tell they’re full of life and could use a nice draining. I take them in my mouth one at a time then eventually both. As daddy’s cum whore, it’s important that I show just as much love to daddy’s balls since that’s were his precious seed is brewing.

I then move on to the shaft of that BBC and start licking away like the dirty little kitten I am. I run my pierced tongue along every vein on his golden rod, savoring daddy’s sweet taste. 🍭Finally, I make my way to the top and nibble on the large mushroom head. I hungrily glide his large cock into my mouth, wasting no time to deep throat it. Daddy starts to wake up to the pleasing sounds of his baby girl choking and gagging on his strength. Daddy’s cock is hard as ever and I’m tearing up trying to fit all of down my slutty thirst. Until I feel daddy’s cock twitch. I know what that means.

As if on cue, I climb onto daddy’s dick, my wet Black pussy sliding up and down. “Hmmmmm baby girl.” I heard daddy moan which only caused me to ride faster. Looking him in the eyes, “Feels so good daddy. Can I please have your cum.” I kiss him passionately and continue pleading, “Please daddy can you give me your sperm? Can I have your baby daddy pleaseeee?” 🙏🏾🙏🏾Daddy doesn’t respond. I can tell he’s being stubborn this morning. I hope that the needy look in my eyes and emptiness of my tight pussy will persuade him as I continue to beg. “Can we please make a beautiful Black baby daddy? My body has been craving your cum daddy. All you have to do is lay back and pump your hot seed into me.”

“You will get my cum baby girl. But it will be on my terms. Understood?” “Yes daddy.” I replied. 💕😈 “Now go fetch the pink furry handcuffs for me kitty.” He petted me. I got on all fours and crawled like a baby kitten to get the handcuffs. I returned with them in my mouth. 🐱

“Good girl.” He slaps me with his cock to show praise.💕 Daddy handcuffed my hands behind my back and pinned me onto my tummy. He plunged back into my Black pussy and began fucking me again. Only this time, daddy was in control. He pumped in and out fast and deep. With a fist full of my hair he bite my neck and starts grunting “You’re MY Bitch.” At this point, I’m literally crying in pleasure 😭and begging daddy for a baby 👶🏽 again. The urge was too strong not to ask some more.

I start shaking all over. My hands are still cuffed behind my back so all I can do ride the climax wave my body is on. Knowing I’m near the edge, daddy whispers in my ear “I own you slut. And you’re gonna have my babies babygirl.” I can’t take it anymore and my pussy squirts all over the bed. 💦💦

Daddy continues fucking my limp body as I lay in a puddle of my own cum whimpering like the helpless little bitch I am. I can be heard mumbling “Only daddy’s cum can save me. Please give me daddy’s baby.”

“Scream it out bitch. I want the whole neighborhood to hear.” Daddy says in a serious tone. 🗣🗣"DADDY PLEASE CUM INSIDE ME!! YOUR WHORE NEEDS YOUR CUM TO SURVIVE. MY BLACK KING, PLEASE BLESS YOUR PRINCESS WITH YOUR ROYAL SEED!!“ I scream to the top of my lungs.

Daddy is fucking me like a madman. He starts slapping my jiggly ass 🍑 super hard, never breaking his stroke. I feel scratches forming on my ass which only turns me on more. Once my ass is nice and sore daddy starts to rub it nice and soft to soothe the pain. I’m so limp and exhausted from cumming I just lay there waiting for daddy’s special gift 🎁. I gasp when a finger slides into my asshole. Then another. Just when I’m getting using to daddy’s fingers his big dick slides into my asshole with no warning. I start crying out in pleasure/pain which only makes daddy’s dick even harder. He pushes my face into the bed and starts degrading me more. I can barely breath but having daddy use me like this makes me feel so special. 👸🏾

🗣🗣"YOUR DADDYS PRETTY LITTLE KITTEN.” he yells. I start meowing like a cat as he plows my little asshole. “I’LL GIVE YOU MY CUM WHEN IM GODDAMN READY. WHO’S DADDYS LITTLE WHORE BITCH?” He asks again. “MEEEE!!” 🙋🏾🙋🏾 MY little voice bellows out extremely loud. Daddy sticks 3 fingers in my mouth to shut me the fuck up. I drooled all over the bed and on my tits as he fucked my ass. Finally I felt his cock twitch. I knew this was the final time.

Like a true bull, daddy skillfully pulled out of my ass hole and went balls deep into my pussy, releasing his semen deep inside my fertile womb. A sigh of relief escaped my lips. I had finally gotten my morning protein shake to start the day. Good morning Daddy. 💕😘" I smiled and kissed him again. I lay there ready to just exist for the rest of the day until the next time daddy decides to bless me with his baby making juice again.

And A Happy New Year

Hey! Super long time follower, first time submitter. I’m Cin! You can find me at cinwritesbirth!

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The moment her pregnancy test had come back positive, Jamie had known she was in for it. Not only was her husband an impressive six foot five, but he was a twin, as were his sisters and his mother. So, when the first ultrasound had revealed not one, but two growing babies, she hadn’t been remotely surprised. She hadn’t been surprised when she started showing early, or when she looked full term at six months.

What she had been surprised by was going overdue. First by one week, then by two, then a third. She’d expected her babies to be born by Christmas, and yet when she woke on New Years Eve, she was still hugely pregnant.

Her overdue status had little effect on her husband Nate’s desire, though, and no sooner had her eyes opened than she felt his cock prodding at her sensitive folds, his hand snaking over her side to stroke her belly.

“Still full of my babies, hm?” He asked, voice rough with sleep as he slid to the hilt and began pumping his hips in a slow, gentle rhythm. 

Keep reading

Hey just wondering what reader would do if skz suffered from a subdrop?

of course i’m so so so sorry i’ve not been active i’ve just been struggling with things as of recent

Sub!StrayKids going into subdrop

genre: fluff/smut

warnings: explicit, subdrop

pairing: Sub!StrayKids x Dom!Reader

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Bangchan:

- You were using your strap on after a while because he has been busy and needed to destress 

-you were going at it for not to long, both of you about to reach your first orgasm when you notice that Chan just doesn’t seem there as in aware that he’s being fucked 

-you slow down now stopping which causes him to tune back into whats happening

-”Baby is everything ok? We can stop for tonight if you’re not feeling it” you say soothingly so he doesn’t panic but it seems to not work as he starts to move himself

-”N-no it its ok i can keep going i need this- you need to feel good i want-want you to feel good” he says getting worked up nearly crying as he tries to thrust back into the strap 

-you gently grab his sides to slow his movements so he doesn’t hurt himself “Baby baby calm down it’s ok, baby stop a moment for me please, there you go now calm down and take a breath ok you’re working yourself up” you say now pulled out and the strap gone and you lie down next to him 

-”I’m sorry i just want you to feel good cause i’m never here and i feel guilty cause you’re not getting any pleasure and-an-” “Channie, baby where are you getting that from, tonight was for you not me so baby there is no need to feel guilty... i think you’re still too stressed and tired for this tonight ok?’

-he nods now calmed down and snuggles into your chest sleep hitting him after the stressful day and what just happened

-”There we go now lets get to sleep and we can tackle this tomorrow...i love you Channie”

Minho:

-you were edging Minho after you found out from one of the members that he had been staying back after hours and practicing for hours after they all went home and was overworking himself 

-Minho is laying on his back clutching the pillows and back arching with you resting on your elbow next to him reaching down edging his cock which is now red and solid 

-”Is my little slut ready to cum now? Hmm do you think you deserve to cum after the stunts you’ve been pulling lately?” you say speeding up your hand and the second you see him tense all over you immediately let go and grab his cock again and slowly start pumping it

-His back arches and he grips your wrist you go to remove it before you hear “No! No mummy i’m sorry i-i didn’t mean to ple-ah! please i’m sorry mummy!”

-now you immediately notice something wrong in you years of dating Minho he has never ever called you mummy not once so you slow your pace to a stop and remove your hand placing it on his heaving tummy rubbing gently then turning to his face, eyes blown wide open as you have removed your hand

-’Baby boy whats your colour? Be honest” you say softly now bringing your hand to his cheek turning his head to you “red...i’m sorry mummy i didn’t tell you i ju-” “no baby you said red and called me mummy, you never do that, i think thats enough tonight unless you want to cum then we stop?” “no i don’t i’m too sensitive... i’m sorry i wanted to tell you but i couldn’t get the word out” “thats ok kitten i think we need a break right now ok you’re too worked up”

- you run him a bath and carry him to it and back to bed quickly falling asleep

Changbin:

-you were both feeling a bit frisky 

-you were both in bed and you were hovering over Changbin and he easily slipped into subspace just from deeply making out and some touching here and there you had him like putty in your hands

-you kiss him deeply dominating the kiss his back arching as you slide your hand from his hip you starting to go under his t-shirt but before you can get far he has weakly gripped your wrist pulling it down slightly 

-bearing in mind he’s in deep subspace but still aware enough to pull your hand away from his his t-shirt sent alarm bells off in your head 

-you pul back slowly, him still reaching for your lips but you pull back wanting to tackle this “Baby boy whats wrong?” he looks at you dazed before his eyes start to water and he pulls his hand up to his face and his other to his stomach

-”baby, baby whats wrong you say leaning in close, your hand resting his arm thats clutching his stomach tubbing it gently

-”Do-do you think i’m fat?” this stops you completely, totally thrown off guard but you don’t stop long before you’re back and rubbing his arm and kissing his soft cheek his hand now gone “Of course not baby, what on earth made you think that? You’re stunning, not too heavy not too thin you’re perfect to me”

-his crying stops but his breathing is still a bit laboured “You sure cause stay have been saying i’ve gained too much weight and i can’t possibly be an idol” he says his eyes starting to water but you wipe them before they fall completely stunned at the words that came out of his mouth 

-”Well they aren’t stay then and you are none of those things ok? You listen to me you are none of that, now you know what i think, i think we should order in pizza from your favourite since i know its been a while since you’ve indulged so i think you should treat yourself or in other ways i’ll treat you ok baby boy?” 

-his eyes widen before he breaks out in a smile and nods wiping the remaining tears, you smile down at him and give him a deep kiss before starting to get up 

Hyunjin:

-Hyunjin was riding you when you noticed his movements stopped 

-”Hyunjinnie? Baby you there?” you say reaching up to his waist he looks so distant 

-”Hyunjin i’m gonna lift you off ok baby?” you say hoping he at least hears you but you get no reply so you sit up and slowly grip his waist and lift him also pulling out getting a whine out of him

-you lay down cradling him in your arms for a couple minutes talking in his ear hoping to bring him back round when he suddenly grabs your arm tightly “I’m sorry that never happens”  he says his voice dry you shush him and pull him closer if possible

-”It’s ok baby you just gave me a scare you tuned out for a while...do you wanna talk about it?” “No...not really i don’t even know why it happened as well it just happened...i’m sorry still”

-you tut him and kiss the top of his head rubbing his bicep knowing Hyunjin was still in a vulnerable mind set right now and just needed some gentle affection 

-”Enough of that, lets just try and get some sleep cause i be your tired after that aren’t you? Come on snuggle down under the covers and we’ll worry about cleaning up latter”

-he hums in agreement and clutches you tighter falling asleep quickly not before saying “Thank you, i love you” “i love you too baby”

Han:

-han is quite a vocal person in bed so when you were pounding into him him and you where only getting the odd whimper you knew something was wrong

-you stop thrusting and lean forward so you are face to face with him 

-he looks up at you lips red and glossy from biting and licking them, cheeks flushed red from the heat and his eyes avoiding yours every now and then 

-”You ok baby, do you want to stop?” you ask gently a hand cupping his round soft cheek and your thumb stroking his cheekbone he gulps and looks down at himself then back at you 

-”Can-can we is that ok? like do-do you want to cau-” “Woah baby slow down of course we can, if you want to stop at all then we stop i don’t want you to force yourself for my pleasure i don’t like that” 

-he lets out some of the tension from his body by letting out a sigh, you pull out slowly and pull him close so he’s half on you and half off nuzzling into your neck 

-”Do you want to talk about it?” he doesn’t answer for a moment before taking a breath in “I just...i wasn’t feeling it, its like my feelings and how it was supposed to feel just checked out... i don’t know how to say it” “Thats ok baby boy, just you telling me at all was good enough for me now lets sleep and when we wake up we can order food in and watch Howls Moving Castle hm?” 

-he smiles tiredly and nods letting out a hum before falling to sleep, you kiss the top of his head admiring him briefly before falling asleep yourself clutching him close

Felix:

-Felix has been very busy lately with promoting and doing extra practices, so he has been very tired and has been coming home late a lot

-so when you where both fucking you took the lead as you normally do but even more seeing as he was tired

 -Felix is a pillow princess and loves to wear baggy jumpers of yours in these kind of moments

-you were thrusting into Felix his long hair a mess around him and grasping the pillows next to him and his (your) jumper rising up round his waist showing his tummy as his back arches 

-you lean forward sliding your hand across his tummy and waist and you thrust into him “You like that baby boy? Does that feel nice?” you say expecting him to let out lots of words and agreements as he normally does but all you got back was a hum in agreement 

-you look up seeing him looking down at your hand not paying attention to you, your hand was splayed over his tummy holding him still as you thrusted but you stopped which cause him to immediately whine

-”baby boy whats wrong?” “it’s nothing just please keep going i need it please” he says working himself up “Baby calm down for me and tell me whats wrong” you say softly but sternly wanting to know whats got him in a state

-”I-i just want you to cum please i need you to” “why baby boy? this is about you not me you come first, literally” you say now officially pulled out but he goes to grab your cock to put it back in but you stop him causing him to look at you with wide eyes finally stopping him actions

-”baby calm down, lets stop right now and take a moment ok? calm down foe me, you’re going to work yourself up” you say now lying down next to him pulling him close 

-”now do you wanna tell me whats wrong?” “i just felt bad for constantly being gone and i wanted you to cum so you would feel good” “aww baby it’s ok, i know you’ve been busy but don’t worry about me like that this was about you, now lets get some sleep cause i know you’ve been so tired lately” “Ok “

Seungmin:

-Seungmin was laying on his side with his leg raised and you behind him fucking him holding the leg up

-Seungmin wasn’t the most vocal person in bed and you knew this and likes to have some dominance in bed basically making him a power bottom even in subspace 

-but when you where fucking him and you were getting little whiny moans back and no remarks back at all you thought something was wrong so you stop

-”No! mummy don’t stop please!” this caught you off guard and he never begs like that 

-”Baby boy is everything ok? do you need a moment?” “N-no i just want you to fuck me so hard please i’ll do whatever you want just fuck me “ 

-at this you knew something was wrong so you pull out and pull him so he’s lying on his back you cup his cheek as he grasps your arm “Shh baby calm down please...Seungmin take a breath” 

-you get him to calm down seeing him come back to you “You back with me sweetheart?” “yeah...yeah i am i don’t know what happened... i just...i don’t know” 

-you pull him close kissing him deeply but keeping it short “Don’t worry about it i’m sure it was a fluke do you wanna stop or keep going?” you say softly so he doesn’t feel pressured 

-he looks down then back up at you as if shy “Can we stop please, that just really threw me off” “of course baby we’ll stop...come here snuggle up with me and lets get some sleep for a bit and worry about cleaning later” ”ok thank you” “it’s nothing to thank me for baby, i love you” “ i love you to”

Jeongin: 

-Jeongin was a bashful person during sex, very blushy and covered his face if you said something that embarrassed him 

-so when you are pounding into him with him lying on his back arms splayed out next to him and face flushed but blank you were caught off guard

-you slowed down you thrusts to a stop and leaned down cupping his cheek trying to get his eyes to meet yours 

-”Innie baby you with me? baby boy?” you pull out after getting no response and lay down resting on your elbow pulling him by his waist to you rubbing up and down his back trying to get any sensation into him 

-”i’m here i’m sorry i don’t know what’s wrong i just don’t feel here...like in this situation it just feels...not right-but! but not bad nothing like that i just felt lost” he says to you holding onto your shoulder 

-you nod trying to understand “it’s ok baby you just not feeling it like the right time for this?” “yeah thats it i just don’t feel it if that makes sense?” “it does don’t worry how about we go have a nice warm bath and we put in one of those bath bombs that Felix got you hmm?” 

-you say trying to get his mind to think about something else he smiles and nods starting to sit up, you sit up and pull him onto your waist so he’s straddling you and wrap your arms around his back 

-the sudden movement causing him to wrap his arms round your neck and nuzzle his face into the crook of your neck giggling softly 

-”want me to carry you baby?” “yes please” “ok bubba i love you, you know that right so anytime you want to stop something like that you just tell me and we’ll stop ok?” “i know and i love you to” “good good now lets go have a magical bath courtesy of Felix’s bath bombs” you say quickly running to the bathroom causing him to laugh and and wrap his legs tightly round you waist

Attitude Adjustment

Izogie x black!fem!reader x Shuri

Summary: while training as an Agojie, you have trouble grasping the concept of obedience, Shuri and Izogie help you adjust your attitude

Content Warnings: mean!Shuri, nice!Izogie, degredation, spanking, fingering, strapslinger!shuri, strapslinger!izogie

Word Count: 2.7k

“Use your core! Your movements are too flimsy!” Izogie’s voice bellowed across the training ground, her annoyance clear as day. She was getting under your skin and you were certainly getting under hers. 

You stepped back from the mannequin and repeated the steps. 

Lunge

Duck

Kick

Strike

The straw filled head of the mannequin cut clean off and landed on the dirt then rolled over to her feet

“Better…” Izogie looked you up and down, pinning you to your spot with her gaze,”But not good enough” 

You sucked your teeth and grumbled, “Nothing is good enough for you”, but she was unphased by your defiance. She crossed her arms over the chest, biceps bulging under her glowing brown skin.

“You’re very mouthy for someone who has a lot to learn”

“Are you gonna teach me or keep talking?” you snapped at her. She clenched her jaw but her expression remained neutral. 

“Drop your weapon and come over here” 

The sword landed with a dull thud but you stayed put

“Come.Here.” she repeated, her voice dangerously low

The corner of your mouth twitched, itching to say something smart, but your feet moved on their own. It was as if your body wanted to obey her - needed it. But you were too stubborn for your own good.

Standing before her, you mirrored her stance with your hands on your hips

“We’ll practice some hand to hand. Keep your feet light and ready to move but keep your strikes strong” 

Izogie bent her knees and you circled each other. She threw the first hit, a fist swiping quickly to your right shoulder which you dodge smoothly. You threw a kick of your own, your foot colliding with her toned thigh, barely budging her. She grabbed your foot before you could pull it back and pulled, throwing off your balance. You landed on your back, red dirt kicking up on the impact. 

“Your strike is strong but it needs to be faster” she held out a hand to help you up and you took it. You sprung to your feet and dusted yourself off

“I’m tired, I need a break”

“It’s barely been an hour. Do you think the mighty Agojie stop fighting simply because they are tired? Do they endanger the kingdom of Dahomey for a few minutes' rest?”

“No, they don’t” you mumbled 

“And what’s the most important rule?” she asked you

“Always listen to Izogie” 

“That’s right, and you will listen to me”

The words jumped out of you before you could stop them,“Make me” 

“Who do you think you’re talking to?” a voice asked behind you and you whipped your head around to discover Princess Shuri of Wakanda in your presence. You bowed in greeting, the scowl quickly wiped from your face

“Princess Shuri, I-I’m sorry you had to hear that , I swear I was-” Shuri held up a hand to silence you and your promptly shut your mouth

The princess ignored you and walked right past you to greet Izogie. White hot embarrassment ran up your back but you kept your eyes glued to your feet and your hands tightly clasped behind your back

“Zo, my friend, it’s been too long” you heard her say

“Far too long, I hear stories of your engineering genius more than I hear from you” Izogie laughed, and you didn’t need to see her to know her brilliant white teeth were on display 

“We’ll have to make more time to visit, won’t we, great warrior” Shuri teased her, then cleared her throat. Your skin pricked as you felt two sets of eyes staring at your back

“So, this is the one you told me about” the dirt shifted under her steps as she made her way over to where you were standing, “She seems to still be keeping you on your toes” 

“Unfortunately yes, I’m one smart word away from throwing her out into the streets” Izogie joined Shuri in appraising you up close, like predators inspecting their prey. 

You felt hot all over, petrified at how turned on you were at being spoken about like you weren’t even there

Shuri stepped in front of you, her hand grazing the hem of your training gear, and you chanced a look into her eyes but quickly averted them when you saw the fire that burned inside them 

“Keep your eyes on the ground”

You felt Izogie press her hand into your back from where she stood behind you, to test your balance, but you tensed your abs and stood firm against the warm pressure of her hand 

“Hmmm” Shuri hummed,”Maybe she needs some reinforcement” 

“What did you have in mind?”

.......... ..........

The inside of the talon fighter was beautifully decked out with the latest wakadan technology, but you could hardly enjoy your surroundings with the sight before you. The warrior and the princess sat in respective chairs, wearing identical stern expressions. Your eyes flicked back and forth between the two, your mind overwhelmed by their beautiful faces. Izogie’s voice interrupted your blatant ogling and brought you down to earth. 

“Do you understand what we ask of you?” 

You nodded

“Ah ah, use your words” Shuri instructed you

“Yes, I do” you answered immediately 

“So”Izogie continued, shifting in her seat to spread her powerful legs, “what do you say?”

“I want it” you said, your voice just above a whisper

“Good”, they said it at the same time and somehow that one word made you weak in the knees as your stood before them awaiting instructions

“I think you owe Izogie an apology, why don’t you get on your knees and show her just how sorry you are” Shuri gestured to the floor and you slowly went down. The carpet of the talon fighter cushioning you as you crawled over to where Izogie sat, looking quite bored.

You leaned in and pecked the inside of one knee, then the other. Gently, you kissed and licked the soft skin of her inner thighs, alternating between them. You paused with your face before her clothed core, and looked up at her as if to ask permission. 

“Go on, we don’t have all day” Izogie regarded you with one thick brow raised

You reached a shaky hand forward and pushed her undergarment to the side. To your absolute delight, you saw her inner labia peeking out and glistening wet. Your mouth watered, desperate for a taste, desperate to prove you were worthy of such an honor.

You closed your eyes and placed a chaste kiss on each lip, as if you weren’t burning with the desire to consume the most intimate parts of the warrior. You nippled at the sensitive skin and her legs quivered on either side of your head. 

Above you, Shuri and Izogie started talking about trade agreements and war strategies, your presence reduced to a mere object for their pleasure. This only spurred you on and you dove in, lapping at her like you were starving. Your tongue worked into her, gathering up the sweet slick of her arousal which you swallowed down greedily. Using your nose to stimulate her sensitive bundle of nerves, you moved your head side to side, your tongue rigid inside her smooth walls. 

You could tell she was close from the way she clenched and relaxed in rhythm around your tongue. The heady taste of her left you brainless, fueled only by the desire to please, and they both knew it. 

“Look at you, so desperate to please, this is who you really are, huh?” Izogie’s voice was raspy as she finally addressed you 

You moaned into her dripping sex and latched your lips around her clit, sucking on it with reckless abandon. Two of your nimble fingers pushed easily into her, and you curled them, twisting this way and that. 

Her abs tensed, her thighs shook and her hips rolled faster, chasing the climax you were determined to give her

“Bring her over the edge, show her what a good little slut you are, yeah?” Shuri instructed you from her seat beside Izogie

The words shot right through you and you felt your own arousal running down your thigh, your hole clenched pathetically around nothing. The pads of your fingers brushed up against the bumpy spot inside her and you pounded them into her, and hit it with every thrust. Your arm ached and your jaw burned, but you couldn’t stop, not when she was so close. 

You bit down gently on her clit then pulled back to blow cold breath onto the abused little bud

“Oh yesss, you dirty fucking whore” Izogie’s voice sounded foreign as she tipped over the edge, climax forcing her body forward. The trimmed curls of her sex tickled your nose and her thighs clamped down on your head, keeping you in place. You hung your tongue out of your mouth and panted, allowing her to use you as she rocked her hips steadily and came down from her high. 

When she was sufficiently recovered, she grabbed your hair in one hand and pulled you away from her. You took your first breaths of air that weren’t overpowered with Izogie’s arousal. You sucked off the remainder of her slick from your fingers, moaning around them while you licked them clean. 

You barely had time to catch your breath before Shuri was summoning you, with the crook of a slim finger. You crawled over to her and sat on your feet, waiting for her instructions

“What do you think Izogie, is she really sorry?”

Izogie put her hand to her chin and pretended to consider it,”Hmmm, not quite but she’s getting there. How about you put her across your lap? Maybe then she’ll be sorry”

The two women laughed together, mocking you. You throbbed between your legs, and a bead of sweat ran down your back, though the room was chilly from the A/C. 

“Strip. Then come lay across my lap”

You quickly disrobed then clumsily climbed across the princess’ lap. Your round ass was turned up to her and your breasts were pressed uncomfortably into the armrest

“How many spanks for this greedy little thing?” Shuri kneaded her hands into your ass, pulling them apart to expose your wet, pulsating cunt.

“Ten will suffice” Izogie’s voice floated to your ears, but you were already high off the thought of what Shuri was going to do to you 

“You must count each one and then thank me for teaching you to be a good girl. Understood?”

Your mind scrambled for the word you were trying to say, “Ungh..Yes”

As soon as the words left your mouth, her hand came down on one cheek. The sting was gone as quickly as it came and garbled out, “One. Thank you” 

The next slap was harder, your ass bounced from the impact. “Two, thank you” She continued to rain down her abuse on your ass, until tears ran down your brown cheeks and dripped onto the once immaculately clean carpet. The tenth slap she spread your cheeks with one hand and brought down the other with punishing strength on your pussy.

The skin reddened and tingled with the current of a thousand nerve endings set on fire.  You wailed loudly, thrashing around on her lap until she grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled. You stilled in her lap, gasping quietly as the tears continued to fall

“What do you say, slut?” Izogie asked you on Shuri’s behalf

“T-ten, thank you princess” 

“Good girl. Now lie on your back on the floor” 

You stood on shaky legs and lowered yourself to the floor once more, gritting your teeth at the sensation of your sore ass rubbing on the carpet. You watched as Shuri stood up and got something from a drawer. It was a dildo, black with glowing blue throughout. Shuri took out a harness and secured it on herself, then handed an identical strap-on to Izogie who did the same.

“Why is it glowing?” you asked them

“It’s made from vibranium, which means it feeds the sensation of inside you to us, so we can feel it” Shuri explained easily, as if it wasn’t a feat of engineering genius

She knelt before you and Izogie did the same, both sets of eyes assessing you from head to toe. Izogie licked her lips, her eyes trained on your breasts where your nipple were hard from being stimulated on the arm chair

“You’re so beautiful,” she told you reverently, “but so very bad” 

Shuri took hold of your knees and spread them, the chilly air doing nothing to cool the heat from your wet cunt, “Now that she's apologized so well, do you think we should show her what good girls get?” she was talking to Izogie but her eyes were piercing into yours

Izogie grinned “You fill her mouth so she’s nice and quiet and I’ll fill her right here” she trailed a digit from your knee to your pussy and ran it up and down your slit. You hissed, already worked up. 

Shuri moved to kneel behind your head and tapped the strap lightly on your cheeks, rubbing it onto your plump lips. You took it in and sucked sloppily at the head, saliva running from the side of your mouth. Shuri groaned as your warm tongue work languidly to please her

Izogie worked one digit into you, then quickly added another, then another. Your pussy ached delightfully as she stretched you to take her. 

Suddenly Shuri pulled out of your mouth and held your jaw in her skillful hand. Your forced yourself to focus on her words, even though you were being pumped full of fingers

“Repeat after me. I will listen to Izogie” she told you

You could hardly get the words out

“I will listen to Izogie” tears pricked at your eyes as you were overwhelmed by the attention of both women

Izogie leaned down to your ear and whispered “You will be a good little slut for me, won’t you?”

“I’ll be a good little slut for-”

You barely finished the sentence and Izogie stuffed your pussy full of her cock, drawing out mewls from your mouth, but the sounds were quickly silenced by Shuri. 

Your head bobbed up and down in time with each expert stroke of Izogie’s hips. The louder your garbled moans, the harder Izogie fucked into you. You screwed your eyes shut as Shuri forced the strap deeper into your throat. You relaxed it and allowed her to fuck your face. 

Both women’s strokes became faster, more sporadic and you could tell they were close. You clenched you walls around Izogie and reached a hand up to rub at Shuri’s clit below the strap

“Oh fuck yes, gag on it, whore” Shuri’s hips stuttered and your mouth filled with the slick of her climax that being fed into your mouth from the vibranium strap. It choked you.

 She pulled out and allowed you to catch your breath but it was quickly knocked back out of you when Izogie built up a punishing pace. Both of her hands grabbed hold of your breasts, slapping them and pinching and rolling your nipples until you writhed beneath her. With one last tug on your clit and her hip angled up to hit your g-spot, you toppled over the edge. 

White light burst behind your still closed eyelids and you screamed, squirming desperately while Izogie reached her own high. You felt her hips stutter and you grabbed handfuls of her ass and pulled her deeper into you

“Come inside me, please” you begged her

She obliged, your cunt leaking with the combination of both of your juices. 

Eventually, she pulled out and lay on her back alongside Shuri, showing you for the first time that she was pleased with you. Your heart swelled with pride. 

The room was silent, except for the quiet gasps of all three of you catching your breath 

Shuri spoke up from where she lay on the floor, “Just to review, who’s a good girl?”

Your voice sounded positively destroyed as you answered, “Me”

“That’s fucking right” they said it at the same time, and somehow your fucked out hole still quivered miserably. 

“Now let’s get you cleaned up, yeah?” 

You could only nod and allow yourself to be lifted off the ground by the two women who had just wrecked you and fucked out every fibre of defiance from your body

…

Keeping a cute boy well behaved, massively pregnant, and unimaginably spoiled is the ultimate goal! Give him his favorite snacks, and belly rubs while reminding him what a good job he's doing is incredibly important, it's what he deserves for holding our babies and being such a good boy, after all. Telling him what a cute little daddy he'll be, and watching him squirm as I promise to make sure he carries a bigger litter every time I breed him is my job 💖

under the blankets | beomgyu

[ virgin bestfriend!beom x softdom fem/gn!reader ]

warnings: beomgyu is subby asf, very brief attempted masturbation (m), oral (m rec) teasing, lil degradation (ehh not too much), lil dacryphilia (gotta love dem tears man c’mon 😌👌), beom says “please” a lot

wc: 2.4k

a/n: dude i think…i think i’m dead- holy shit im thriving rn 🤣👌 shit was so fun to write fr fr so thank you for taking the time to read!! yuhh 😌👍

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All sweaty and worn out from perhaps your most intense pillow fight yet, you and your best friend end off the last round to catch your breaths under the gigantic pillow fort you’ve built together.

You’re never awkward around Beomgyu, and maybe you’re confusing it with the stuffy, hot air.

But this weird tension…

You can literally feel his eyes on you; just staring at the side as if he’s entranced. Why is he just doing that all of a sudden? So…shamelessly?

The awkward silence along with his burning gaze is killing you, so your hand darts out to reach for the nearest little opening between the blankets, slightly parting them for a nice breeze to enter.

It’s refreshing, and Beomgyu continues watching you intently - eyes devoted to your figure even as you lean back onto your hands and close your eyes.

After a few more seconds, the boy shakes his gaze off your parted lips and swallows, averting his eyes somewhere else before his thoughts become too much to hide.

But it’s too late.

You take a subtle peek at him, watching how he keeps adjusting and squeezing the pillow that’s resting against his crotch.

Beomgyu’s eyes fly to yours for a split second, but once he realizes that you’ve been staring at him, he squeezes the pillow harder.

“W-what?” the poor boy gulps after taking a shot at challenging you, but he’s acting so weird all of a sudden- it’s starting to slightly annoy you.

So, you can only give him a weird look in silence, and it’s frying him alive, but he tries with all his stupid might to hold eye contact with you this time.

“W-what are you looking at?” Beomgyu nearly whines, jerking his chin in your direction.

You’d let it go, but his weird behavior is lowkey crawling under your skin - as if he’s teasing you; purposefully or not, you wouldn’t know.

“Yah, you’ve been playing around with that pillow for too long!” You make him jump by pointing out so suddenly.

But then, your impulsive nature decides to lunge at him, hands flying onto the pillow with an insistent grip in attempt to rip it away from his grasp.

Beomgyu’s body jolts again in surprise and pulls on the pillow harder, fearing that with enough strength, you could-

“God, come on!“ you growl, impatience burning in your eyes, “Give it up! What are you hiding-“

“N-no!!”

The sweat in his hands causes him to let go and completely give himself away. Oh, the poor boy.

Eyebrows shooting up in shock, you end up dropping the pillow from your hands immediately, unable to rip your eyes off his…his stupid, clothed crotch. So, that’s- oh…

“Pfft, no way…” you scoff, lips curling up in amusement, “You’re such a fucking weirdo- are you- are you seriously hard right now?”

Beomgyu gulps so fast that he almost chokes on his spit. “I- I’m not!” he blatantly denies.

“Then what the fuck is this?” You point directly at the obvious outline of his wide bulge and his hands move to cover the area immediately.

“I-It’s nothing, okay?!” he stutters, keeping his shameful head down and eyes elsewhere, “I- I don’t know- it just happened!”

Though, not gonna lie, you’re finding this to be quite entertaining. And hot. Beomgyu is in an incredibly vulnerable state right now, and you dont know what it is…but all of a sudden, you just want to-

“I bet you can’t even touch yourself,” you blurt teasingly, and the boy can only blink and let his lips quiver at your unexpected comment.

Incredulous that you would poke him at his most sensitive spot, poor Beomgyu figures that he should somehow retaliate - even if he looks stupid as hell.

“What- what do you know, huh? I bet I can do better than you-“

You open your mouth to call out his bluffing, but before you can say anything, the boy shoots up on his knees and yanks his pajama pants down to expose his thighs and…and ridiculously, hard cock - now bubbling cutely at the top as it rests on the soft skin of his lower abdomen.

He sits back down and leans back on his hands, all of a sudden feeling a surge of embarrassment and too much exposure. He can’t even believe he’s doing this. In front of you.

And fuck, you’ve never wanted more to make a mess of him.

He feels so heated with emotion that he could cry if you don’t stop staring at his cock like that. All pretty and out on display for you to see, yet he worries what you might think of it. Is it too small for your liking? Unimpressive? Disappointing?

It burns in his cheeks that you’re not saying anything, and now his insecurity is starting to kick in even worse.

“I-is that what you wanted to see?” He blurts to break the silence, and you have to quickly stop yourself from letting drool run down your mouth - just from staring at the cute thing for too long. That’d be embarrassing.

But seeing him like this, dumb and unconfident - God, you want to do so much to him right now…

“Okay, go ahead.” You reposition yourself to lean a bit closer to him, nodding towards his pitiful thing, “Show me what you got.”

You definitely wouldn’t want to miss something like this. But he doesn’t do anything yet and you search his eyes; full of shame or inexperience.

Of course, he’s hesitant, and you expected this much, so maybe you should give him a little…push.

“Pfft. Can’t do it?” you taunt and cross your arms, hoping it’ll get to him. “I fucking knew it-“

“I-I totally can!”

Okay, so it does work, but not in the way you thought it would.

You watch as the boy grabs his cock and starts yanking - squeezing at it harshly, and he looks seriously in pain-

“Stop! Gyu, what are you doing?!”

“T-touching myself!” he pants out, shutting his eyes tight and stringing short gasps in between, “I-I’m touching…m-myself- mng-“

But he seriously looks like he’s suffering, abrasively tugging at his dry cock despite how soft and delicate his fingers may be.

“Well, stop! You’re gonna hurt yourself- what the fuck?”

Beomgyu completely ignores your command and keeps torturing himself, face all scrunched up- you can’t tell if it’s pleasure or pain. But let’s be real, it’s probably the latter-

You latch onto his stiff wrist with a tight grip, pulling with all your strength in order to get him off his own dick. God, the poor thing-

“N-no!! Don’t s-stop me-“

It’s too late and he lets go instinctively when you pinch a sensitive part of his thigh as hard as you can.

“O-oww! W-what the fuck?!“

“Shut it.” Your cold demand has him chewing down on his lip immediately, biting back words out of intimidation. “You’re hurting yourself!”

And both of you are left panting in silence once again. It’s definitely more awkward now than before, though, especially when Beomgyu covers his face with his hands and starts sniffling quietly.

“I-I’m sorry…” His legs curl up towards his chest a bit to somewhat hide his cock from your view, timid voice breaking behind his hands. “Don’t- I don’t know what came over me...I- I can’t do it..”

“Mm, it’s okay, Gyu…” To calm him down a bit more, your thumb begins soothing the red area of his thigh where you pinched too hard.

Although, it makes you feel a little bad for him, you can’t help but feel aroused by how vulnerable and weak he is. The tears only add onto the damage.

But you should help him finish the job. Beomgyu deserves that at least.

“Here. How about I…”

You lick the underside of your teeth as you hook your fingers onto his waistband, slowly pulling them down to his ankles, and then off completely.

And the pitiful, broken boy lets you, still hiding behind his hands and sniffling adorably.

His legs comply when you push them apart with your hands, spreading them enough to settle yourself in between.

As you lie on your stomach, you find yourself losing a bit of self-control the closer you inch to the pretty thing. You let your eyes run over its curves and edges, truly taking your time to admire him from here. God, not to mention how cutely his tip throbs at your warm breath.

Your warm hands climb up his thighs to comfort him with gentle squeezes. And it seems to work as his breathing pattern has somewhat leveled and found pace.

“How about I touch you instead, hm? Would you like that, Gyu?” You offer softly, holding yourself back from just grabbing his cock already and showing him the world. “Tell me.”

When he’s ready, Beomgyu uncovers his face for you- lips all puffy and eyes so sad, yet beautiful. He gulps as he takes in how pretty you look in between his legs, cheeks reddening so cutely. Fuck, you want to ruin him so bad. So, so bad.

“Do you want me to make you feel good?”

He blinks down at you with the prettiest, heavy eyes and nods. The nurture in your voice assures him that you’ll take care of him - that he’ll finally get a chance to properly orgasm.

Before you wrap your fingers around his waiting cock, you’re going to need his verbal confirmation, though.

“I said tell me, Beomgyu. With your words, baby.”

“P-please…” he whimpers and it makes your own thighs press together, “Please t-touch me…”

“Touch you where?” You tease a little more, feeling horny as hell just from hearing him say such simple words.

“Touch my c-cock, please,” the poor boy sweetly asks of you, “I want you to…t-touch my cock, p-please…”

You hum in satisfaction, licking your lips as you near his cock and wrap your very much needed fingers around his length.

The moment he feels your warmth, beomgyu starts breathing heavily again to calm himself down. It’s already shaky and uneven, but his subtle sounds are music to your ears.

“Tsk. Pretty boy doesn’t even know how to touch himself properly…” you scoff, and his eyes sparkle in the dim light like he could cry again if you keep messing with him. “Pathetic.”

“P-please…don’t t-tease me, please-“

His stupid, cute little mumbles and whimpers are driving you so fucking mad that you lean down to give the head of his cock a quick swipe of your tongue.

The mewl that leaves his lips after is fucking vulgar, and suddenly, you feel the need to give him more than such a short sensation.

“W-wait-“ Beomgyu gasps, hands flying up into his hair, “Y-y/n…your m-mouth-“

The male cries out loud and lets out a broken whine as soon as you take his entire tip into the warm wetness of your mouth, giving him exactly what he deserves.

“Mnng-” He starts panting again, eyes fluttering when your comforting tongue begins teasing the tiny slit at the top, swiping back and forth until he can’t take it anymore-

One of Beomgyu’s hands stay buried in his hair while the other dares reach behind your head to push you down further on his cock-

“P-please-“ he whimpers in broken almost-sobs, “take some m-more…p-please-”

The poor boy in your mouth is so desperate that he’s near tears again. So, you show him a bit more mercy.

You let his pretty hand urge you further down his cock until you’re slobbering at the base of his length.

Beomgyu’s not big enough for you to choke, but his width and thickness is definitely giving your lips a nice stretch.

With heavy eyes trained on how pretty you look between his legs, Beomgyu’s lips part even more when your own touch the soft skin at the base.

He’s a little bit salty, but you don’t mind too much. You just want to make your best friend feel good. And he’s giving you all the sounds you want to hear.

“You’re…s-so pretty, Y/n-” he gasps in between, “p-please keep going- gonna cum-“

All of this is turning you on too much. You’ll have to make him eat you out later or something. He’ll have to make you feel so good that your thighs are squirming and shaking- like his are right now.

“O-oh, f-feels…s-so good…” Beomgyu shivers and the goosebumps follow up his pretty, trembling legs.

“Y/n, please-“ he pants, voice suddenly raising in pitch, “gonna c-cum…in your m-mouth-“

You quickly bring your mouth back up to his tip to focus on his most sensitive part, using the lube of your spit to rub his cock evenly with your hand.

You suck his pretty, throbbing tip with your all, angling your head so that you can see your best friend’s pretty face when he cums.

And it certainly does not disappoint.

The moment you lock eyes with his heavy ones, his eyebrows knit and lips pout before he throws his head back against the wall of fabric, holding your head in place as you give him the ungodly speed of your tongue and hand.

“O-oh, y/n-“ he gasps, gulping for air, “p-please!”

You don’t even stop as he cries out and squirts into your abusive mouth. God, he sounds heavenly, just mewling and whimpering - crying out your name like it’s the last thing he’ll ever say. If you could do this all again, you wouldn’t pass up the chance.

You let sweet, sweet Beomgyu squirt the rest of his thick, hot cum into your mouth until he completely coats your tongue.

The boy’s legs are still shaking even after you remove your lips from his swollen tip. And you think he’s completely come down from ecstasy, until a little bit more seeps out of his slit.

You pull an encore move and swipe the last few drops with your tongue, slowly and gently up his tip for him to see - and it’s cute how his thighs tense up and pretty eyes flutter at the simplest thing.

With the last few drops still sitting on your tongue, you lift yourself up to Beomgyu’s level to bring him into a kiss. Just to show him how good he tastes. Or before he forgets it, at least.

Because he’s gonna have to taste you next.

Spandex

Sub!J-Hope x Domme!Reader

Warnings: polishing (cock head play), power bottom-ish hoseok, hoseok has a pussy, risky semi-public sex, its not really a kink but cameltoe 🥴, impregnation kink, biting, mild sweat kink?, nipple play, nothing short of a creampie

Summary: We barely have a plot this time, reader and Hobi go to Jin’s barbecue and get terribly nasty in the bathroom.

AN: We have the appearance of ot7 in this fic. This was another product of my horrible imagination, enjoy. Sidenote, they’re not kissing each other on the mouth, it’s cheek to cheek as a greeting.

“Are you sure about this?” You peered over at him warily, glancing back at yourself in the mirror.

“Of course, we’re going to be the best dressed there.” Hoseok turns to you with a pointed look, ceasing the fussing over his hair. “Are you doubting my styling abilities?”

“Not at all, but..” You start but trail off in defeat, you knew exactly how stubborn he could be.

“The only person that’s going to be looking at your dick is me,” he turns back to the mirror to fuss over himself, “if that’s what you’re worried about.”

You threw your hands in the air, grabbing the pair of leggings off of the bed and will yourself to step into them. Sighing through your nose, you decide to tuck your dick into one of the legs instead of letting it rest in a nearly ridiculously sized bulge.

You absolutely loved the idea of wearing matching outfits to Jin’s barbecue, however you never would have guessed that your fiance would put you in such a predicament. Instead of leggings, he wore an irreverent pair of biker shorts that were cut higher than what could have been legally allowed.

You scratch at your bicep for a brief second before grabbing your button up off of the bed. You slip it over your arms, folding the collar down before working the buttons from the bottom to the top. You admire the graphic print as you grab two tails on the sides and twist them neatly before tucking them under the rest of the fabric. You take your time, pulling up the waist of the leggings and achieve the perfect tuck of your shirt.

In contrast, Hoseok’s top was cropped to flash a sliver of his belly and waist chain. He must have had the mind to subtly (loudly) outshine your friends, should any of them have decided to wear matching outfits with their own partners.

“Okay, how do I look babe?” His voice takes you out of your meticulous fretting, turning from the bathroom to where he stood in front of the dresser.

You step back into your house slippers, shuffling out to get a better look.

You remembered why summer had become a close second, if not first to your favorite season. His loose curls swish with life, breathing deep praline chestnut. His cologne smells fresh with a twist of sweet tang, like an ice cold lemonade that kisses you good afternoon during the hottest days.

His skin was halfway between his stunning butter pecan to his deeper toffee with a little rosy flush. He chews on his bottom lip with a cheeky smile, he loved when you got that look in your eye. Hoseok drops his arms and places his hands over the front of his waist, shimmying his shoulders and hips.

Seamless. Your eyes dip down to where his shorts began, coasting a hair above the middle of his thigh. The crotch of his shorts hug his slim little mound and dip in touch, showing exactly where his pussy lips split apart. His inner thighs stretch and sway with each little happy swing of his hips.

“What do you think? What do you think?” He squeals, turning to the side and glancing at himself in the mirror. Your heart beats a little harder for a moment, reminding you that it’s still there. His ass bounces just slightly under the give of the spandex, curving gorgeously from the small of his back.

“I like it a lot, and I can really move in it!” He turns his back to you, arching slightly and spreading his feet before bouncing his ass.

“Keep playing and we won’t make it to Jin’s barbecue.” You wag a finger at him, turning back toward the mirror in the bathroom.

“You know, we could do it right now.” His lips lift into a smile, eyes shimmering with thought unholy. You knew then that you were in for it, you just didn’t know when.

“Not a chance, Jin won’t ever let it go.”

_

You should’ve thought that the heat was disgusting, abhorrent. Although you couldn’t bring yourself to feel it, something about it was nostalgic.

The sun’s rays burned your skin in a way that made pleasant fuzzies creep into your chest. Your forehead is damp, but it doesn’t drip. The light outside was clearer, defining the world’s colors.

Sinewy, fibrous clouds spread and stretch over the expanse of blue overhead. The breeze is ever changing, gusts that warm you and gusts that cool you in concatenation.

Jin’s fence is built of high, wood stained cognac. He didn’t fix the pool for the season yet, everyone preferred to swim during the thick of temperature. You enter through the back, hailed with the warmth of friendship.

The first to approach you is Taehyung, the flush of his cheeks is of the sun’s kiss, not yet too many beers had. The can swishes in his hand as he wraps his arms around you, giving your back a firm pat before pressing his cheek to yours in a kiss.

You rub his back just before he pulls away and greets Hoseok just the same. Nearest to you is Yoongi, to which you slink up behind his chair and sling an arm over his shoulder. His fisherman’s hat brushes your ear as his warmer cheek presses against yours, greeting him.

Jimin’s sandals scrape over the concrete bricks as he approaches you, arms wide open with two damp bottles of ale in between his thumb and index finger. He eagerly receives your kiss in greeting, pressing the bottle into your palm before moving to show love to his old friend.

You enter the semicircle of chairs, kissing Namjoon from his chair before you are yanked into Jungkook’s embrace. Leaning on the tips of your toes, you kiss him and squirm with a noise of alarm.

“Sweaty?” He chuckles, squeezing you before stepping back.

“Ew, yes.” You catch on to his laughter, brows scrunching together.

“Wouldn’t be as bad if hyung cleaned his pool so we could swim.”

“So you could throw us all in one by one? I think I’m good.”

Jungkook runs his fingers through his damp hair, combing it back. “You’ll be alright, he’ll get it cleaned soon anyway.”

You shake your head, lovingly patting his shoulder before making your way toward the grill.

Jin stands back from the smoke, spatula in one hand and the other propped on his hip. His face is hard with concentration, breaking into something relaxed as you approach.

“This should have been a potluck, I’m already tired.” He wipes the sweat from his forehead over the back of his wrist, leaning down to receive your greeting.

_

Old friends, new friends, friends of friends, and friends of Jin slowly fill out the rest of the backyard, growing a sense of liveliness about you.

You eventually needed a break from the music, dropping yourself in a chair with a plastic cup full of something wild. Jin’s Juice, he liked to dub it. Something that opened the back of your brain and let loose the versions of yourself trapped under your skin, behind the glass of mirrors.

It really should’ve tasted like gasoline, this stuff. But he managed to make it taste like the past. Near an elixir, it was your tongue’s choice to decide what it was. Your tongue this time decided to open, you’re pleased with the mouth smacking tang of lemon, balanced with kisses of sugar and bubbles that sparkle over your tongue.

You pant, carefully pouring away the rest of the drink into a mouthful before tossing it toward the garbage can nearby.

Hoseok notices immediately that something is amiss, slipping his way through a thicket of dancing bodies, swinging, undulating limbs and parts. The pit of his stomach is warm and glowing with coconut rum. His giddy smile widens into a grin that bares his beautiful top row of chompers when he spots you.

He flounces over, dropping himself on your lap, slowly leaning his back against your chest. He turns his head, his lips clumsily passing over the folds of your ear.

“... thought you left.”

The tickling of his breath makes your stomach flutter, you’re not in a place to hide your feelings right now.

“Nah, it’s just hot.” You murmur against the nape of his neck.

He hums in reply, leaning forward and planting his hands on your knees to plant his feet properly. You lean your head back against the chair. You weren’t sure if it was on purpose or happened to be your luck, but Hoseok fully sat himself on your bulge, thighs spread over yours.

The music crawls up his toes like a current, rushing up his body. His shoulders sway back and forth, though it doesn’t take long for his hips to follow.

He glances dramatically over his shoulder at you, lips pouting and spreading around word after word in the current song. His lower back curves and swivels with each wicked grind forward. He spreads his thighs further apart, bouncing his ass over your bulge.

Your lips together, popping out around a single word. “Please.” Your voice is lost in the sound. Your hand molds under the thick of his ass, squeezing it.

He’s only fueled by the burn and yearn, tongue poking through his teeth. His chest bounces with a chuckle that could only be called satisfaction.

Your hand slips around the back of his thigh, dragging your fingertips over his stomach. The small links of his waist chain graze against your palm

A whisper from the back of your skull reminds you that the sun is still high and you must respect the decency of other eyes. He was beautiful, pulling you under, bewitched.

You swallow noisily, leaning forward and wrapping your arms around his waist to cease his grinding.

“Bathroom.”

His brows shoot up in surprise, stunned before he squirms in your arms as you shift to stand.

“What? Wait!” He pouts as you set him on his feet before straightening your legs.

You don’t rush, rather saunter away as casually as possible. Your cock throbs helplessly against your thigh as you push open the screen door and step into the chilly house before closing it behind you.

It felt eerily empty since nobody chose to enter unless they needed to get to the bathroom. You pass through the living room and round the couch, silently thanking Jin for having a bathroom downstairs.

You pull the door closed behind you, locking it before dumping yourself over the sink with a groan. You glance at yourself in the mirror, your lids hung low with the buzz floating through your body. You flick at the sink knob, running the water.

It wouldn’t be an instant fix as it went in the movies, but it’d provide you with enough focus to will away your hard on. Blankly you watch the tap run.

It didn’t take Hoseok long to set it in his thick skull that he was going to get it from you no matter what it took. He entered the house just as you shut the door behind you. He approaches the door, placing his hand over the handle. Locked.

He knew well enough that the lock on this door was weak. In fact, it played a role in a lot of pranks over the years.

He whirls around, jogging toward the kitchen. He knew Jin’s place like the back of his hand, just as they all knew each others. Third drawer to the left, it rolls open with ease. He grabs a butter knife and shuts away the rest.

By memory, he lodges the rounded tip into the strike, pushing back the latch bolt. The door welcomes him in silence as he carefully sets the knife on the vase on the floor. He slips through the crack, before pulling it closed.

You cup your hands under the running water, guiding it up and onto the lower half of your face. The click of the door makes your heart jump, snapping your head toward the door.

“You okay?” He wraps his arms around you from behind, his skin pushes heat through yours. You hadn’t realized how much you’d cooled down already.

“Why are you so hot?” You whined, splashing more water over your cheeks.

“Thank you~” he hummed and giggled as he pressed his forehead against the center of your back.

Although you were well aware he was a cup or can shy of drunk, he seemed to retain his fine motor skills anyway. He slips a hand under the waistband of your leggings, snatching up your softening dick.

You feel a tug in your gut without pause when he seals his grip around your heavy shaft. His fingers slip over the pliant flesh as he rolls your foreskin down with his thumb.

Your resolve is wavering.

He lifts his head, pressing a noisy, wet kiss over the grove connecting the back of your ear to your head. You press your lips together, huffing as a shiver crawls up to your shoulders. You knock the faucet closed with a damp fist, gripping the counter with your other hand.

His knuckles roll under the fabric of your leggings as he drags the head of your cock over the ridges of his palm.

“I’m so fucking wet right now, we can be quick.” He muttered into your ear, biting gently on your lobe before sucking it between his lips.

The tip of his index finger circled your frenulum before he presses down and scrubs his finger back and forth. Your toes curl with a groan that swells into a sweet moan.

“Ugh, I love it when I can hear you,” he releases your ear with a pop before moving to work his way down. He finds a place that seems tasty enough, laving his tongue over his before sealing his lips around it.

He slows his assault on your frenulum, wrapping his index and thumb around your glans, squeezing and jerking it.

Your teeth dig into your bottom lip with a growl, he washed away your manner of reason much too easily. Your mind cracks into fragments unseen, blown away by his breath.

You make an ugly choked noise, losing rhythm in your breath when wet squelching fills the air.

“God, yes.” He breathes, lifting his fingers to his mouth to smear some of your precum over his tongue before squeezing his fingers back around the head of your cock.

“You’re so fucking nasty.” Your voice was strained. He dug his teeth into the juncture of your neck and shoulder, tightening his hold on the head of your cock.

Your vision breaks and sparkles. There should have been dents in the counter from your grip. He drags the tip of his tongue around the rosying flesh surrounding your bite mark.

The tip of his nose traces up the column of your neck, meandering to the back. Your hair stands on end. There was something about that spot that made you lose control, and he loved to abuse it.

He presses an opened mouth kiss to the nape of your neck, suckling gently. You swallow noisily as his canines drag over it.

Thick, heavy expletives roll over your gums when he bites down. Only the noise of your heartbeats and blood rushing to your ears is apparent.

“God, take your fucking shorts off.”

The trembling growl in your timbre sends a bounty of blood rushing to his pussy, it felt like his thighs were sticking together. He places a sympathetic kiss over your dark bite mark, shuffling back to work his garment down.

He manages to get one leg out before you shove him against the light grey wall.

“Bet you’re so wet that it’d just go in.”

He whines, throwing his arms around your shoulders as you lift one of his thighs and prop it on your hip.

You grip your dick and swish the head in between his blood swollen folds.

“Look at how fucking red it got.” Your cock jumps in your hand as you give it a few pumps, pulling back your foreskin. You nudge the tip against his clit, licking your lips when he jerks his hips away with a squeal.

“Too much?” You sneer, returning to pumping the head in between his lips. You didn’t fail to catch each squeak when the head of your cock caught around the edge of his hole.

His fists curl around handfuls of your shirt as you press your way in.

“You gonna get me pregnant tonight? Mnh, I didn’t take my birth control this morning.” He keens, gently dropping his forehead against yours. It hardly took a brush of his lips against yours before you consumed his mouth in a filthy kiss.

You curl your tongue around his, sucking it into your mouth noisily. You grind your hips upward, fully settling your hips against his. His moan is muffled by your lips, tongue slipping over the backs of your gums.

You release him with a smack, licking up the traces of vanilla and coconut from the seam of your lips.

“Play with my tits,” he arches his back against the wall, pushing his chest toward you.

You shove a hand under his top, shoving the fabric out of your way with your wrist. He sings for you as your skin begins to thump against his with each thrust.

The pad of your thumb scrubs over the center of his nipple, squeezing a moan out of him.

“Fuck, you gonna give me a baby?” He runs his tongue over his bottom lip, throwing his head back with a cheeky smile when you rut in deeper.

His thighs are tingling, it felt so… otherworldly when you went in raw.

His brows knit together, his lips falling apart with a breathy moan. You clumsily shove his crop top further up his chest, leaning in and taking his nipple into your mouth with a wet suckle.

You occupy your free hand by moving it below. You push apart his outer lips with your fingers, gently sweeping your thumb over the head of his clit.

Hoseok immediately seizes up, squirming against you with a cry.

“Please!” He squealed, his inner thighs spasmed in such a way that his knees nearly buckled.

You roll the tip of his nipple between your teeth, scrubbing the tip of your tongue over it. You release it and kiss around the edges of his areola before treating his other nipple to the same.

“You gonna cum on this dick?” You murmur, digging the heel of your thumb over his little pink nub.

“Oh my god,” he hisses while tilting his hips. “Fuck me harder!”

You move toward his neck, nosing at his shoulder. The clapping of your skin rings in your ears.

Squelching, squirting, wet, disgusting. His breath catches in his throat before coming out as a delighted croon.

His cream spreads over your length and adds a slip that makes your thighs flex.

The beating of yours and his heart takes further residence in your ears. Too much.

Too much. Too much. Too much. Toomuchtoomuchtoomuchtoomuch.

You cum with a rattling groan that sets your limbs aglow, burning and tingling that you can’t get away from. You feel the comforting presence of his nails dragging circles over the canvas of your shoulder blades.

Your erratic breath follows his in canon, slowing to synchronicity as you remember all that surrounds you.

He meets you with a gooey smile, his kiss sets off warm white bursts in your head.

“I love you.”

“I love you.”

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Jin sent a text to their group chat later, asking why there was a butter knife on the vase by the bathroom.