Taemin + Text Posts (pt. 1/2)

needs pt. 03

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.

I wanna f@ck a priest

Always Obey Izogie

summary: disobeying izogie is possibly the worst idea on earth.

pairing: izogie x black!reader

warnings: 18+, oral, fingering, self-indulgent for my izogie addiction

The heavy door swung open before slamming shut, and Izogie's footsteps rang against the floor as she moved quickly, making her way to where you were. She knew you'd be waiting for her. You always did, and as you perked up at her presence in the room, she felt the tension inside of her grow more.

"My love," you greeted gently, but the excitement inside of you leaked out through how brightly your eyes shined at the sight of her.

Just looking at Izogie had the ability to make your mouth water. You were sure that it was a truly pathetic fact, but you couldn't help the way she had you wrapped around her finger.

Izogie did not waste much time as she greeted you with a soft peck on your lips before pressing two fingers to them and pushing for you to open your mouth for her. You obeyed and she sank her fingers deep into your mouth, almost touching the back of your throat. As your eyes watered, you brought your hands up to grasp her forearm, seeking comfort just from holding any part of her.

"My gorgeous girl," she cooed, a cocky smile forming on her face as she admired the way you sucked on her fingers.

Izogie knew she had earned the right to be cocky. She was a fierce warrior, a beautiful one at that, and she had who she deemed the most beautiful woman in the world as her lover. She wasn't sure she could be higher than she was already.

"I missed you," she said softly, as she let her fingers swirl in your mouth before pulling them out and bending down to your level to smile in your face. "Did you miss me?"

You couldn't help the giggle that escaped you. Izogie had been gone for a week and you always had the fear that she may not come home to you. However, when she burst through the door ready to give you her all, the giddiness that filled you was uncontrollable.

"You know I did," you respond, scrunching your nose at her before pressing your forehead to her own. "I always miss you."

She pressed her lips to yours once more before pushing your shoulders down to the bed. Your mouth parted to protest. You wanted to serve Izogie this time. She'd been off nearly getting herself killed and she deserved to be praised for once.

"Izogie, allow me to-"

She shook her head and shot you a sharp look that let you know not to dispute her wish to please you.

"I want to taste you," she said sternly before pressing kisses to your neck and shoulder blades.

"But, you've been-"

"Did you hear me?" she questioned. "I want to taste you. Why do you disobey my requests?"

You opened your mouth to speak but she cut you off again.

"Always what, my love?" she asked, looking to you for a reply.

"Always obey, Izogie," you breathed in response, her fingers gripping your waist.

"That is right," she responded, pleased and nodding her head with a confident smile.

She continued leaving her kisses all over you, the warmth of her mouth on your skin lighting you up inside and out. You wondered how she knew exactly how to please you without even undressing you. Izogie was perfect for you and to you and you couldn't begin to fathom how it was possible for her to treat you so well.

A soft breath escaped you as Izogie's hands squeezed your hips so hard that you'd probably be a little sore there later. She finally stopped her kisses as she made her way to your hip bones, pulling down the skirt that covered them. She slid the garment down your legs and past your ankles and you felt yourself shying as her eyes took you in. That all went away when she pushed your legs apart and you heard her inhale the scent of you, eyes making contact as she smirked at you from between your legs.

"You are perfection," she told you before pressing a kiss directly to your clit before moving her head back to look at you.

"Izogie, please do something," you requested, tiring of the way she just sat there staring at you without touching you.

"Am I not allowed to admire your beautiful cunt, hm?" she asked, quickly slipping her finger between your folds before letting it reappear and admiring the wetness that coated it.

You inhaled, already missing the feeling of her touch.

"For me?"

You nodded in response.

"Speak up, my love," she commanded of you before taking her finger in her mouth and allowing herself a taste of you, causing you to lose the words that had been forming in your mind.

Her eyes never left you as she savored the taste of you, awaiting your response.

"Always obey, dear," she reminded, finally taking her finger from her lips. "Is it for me?"

"Yes, Izogie. It is always for you."

She didn't respond, just pressed her mouth against your cunt for another taste of you, tongue coming out to lick around your clit before prodding against your hole. You shuddered and the hairs on your body stood up from the contact.

A quiet whimper came from you as she pushed her tongue in further before pulling it out again and she laughed lowly against you, the vibrations making your legs shake.

"Can I hear you?" she asked you, fingers pressing against your thighs. "Let me hear that pretty voice. I have been deprived of it all week."

You weren't about to let her tell you to obey again. You'd been down that road before and it always ended with you begging Izogie to release. The noise you let out, however, didn't have to be forced as Izogie pushed a slender finger all the way inside of you and curled it, finding the sensitive spot inside you immediately. She knew your body so well that she could tell exactly what actions made you scream for her.

"Mmm, you sound wonderful," she hummed in satisfaction before adding another finger.

Your hips writhed against her and she looked up at you in warning. Izogie didn't have to say a word. You knew exactly what her eyes were saying: Be still. Whether you would be able to obey was a different story.

As she brought her thumb to massage your clit, your hand flew to the back of her head almost involuntarily, trying to press further against her. She pulled away and glared before standing up and putting her arms behind her back. Her posture resembled that of when she was instructing trainees and you shuddered, understanding the fear that those in training had when stood that way.

"You tell me that you will always obey me, yet you do the opposite. Is my authority a joke to you, my love?"

You vigorously shook your head, already having an idea of how this was going.

"Igozie, I will, I promise that-"

She clicked her tongue and silently you immediately, eyebrow raising as she moved to lean against the wall.

"You will do as I say and I will consider relieving you if you obey," she told you, bringing her hands in front of her to stand more comfortably. "Touch yourself and I will tell you when to stop. Finish before I allow you and you will deeply regret it, my dear."

You stared at her blankly, breath catching in your throat and almost unable to move. Her eyes drifted directly to your core as she waited for you to process her words.

"Always obey Izogie," she told you, smirking and not allowing her eyes to look away as you slowly brought your hand down and did as she said.

With Izogie in charge, you were in for an incredibly long evening.

Imagine You Can Get More Pregnant

You were quite different from most women. Most women got pregnant and remained pregnant until it was time to give birth. Having sex during their pregnancy didn’t change that one bit.

But not you. It was a condition you hadn’t even known you had, or was even medically possible. But it was your reality. Even though you were already pregnant, every time you had sex, the cum entering your body managed to produce another child in your womb.

It had frightened you deeply the first time it happened. You and your husband had been trying to start a family for a while, and you had finally managed to get pregnant. You had terrible morning sickness for weeks and when your health began to at last improve, the two of you slept together again. Your husband didn’t bother to use a condom. After all, why bother, when you were already pregnant?

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“You couldn’t keep charge, could you?”

Pairing: Sub!Namjoon x Switch!reader (domme leaning) 

Description: When Y/N first met Namjoon, he insisted that it was up to him to take charge in the bedroom. When they begin those bedroom activities, it is quickly proven that Joon is all bark and no bite, which leaves room for y/n to rightfully take control from him

Contains: penetration, degradation, choking, finger sucking, nipple play, hair pulling (female receiving at first), confusion, daddy kink

A/n: so……I’m having a bit of a writers surge moment and I’m here for it. Also, I’m having a bit of a sub!Namjoon moment so please bear with me. I hope you guys enjoy this! It’s only a small Drabble anyway

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Sounds of skin smacking against skin filled the shared bedroom of y/n and Namjoon. Joon pounded into y/n as best he knew how, eliciting small sounds out of the woman in front of him. Though his cock was big and usually had his past partners screaming, y/n wouldn’t let up. Nothing he did made her twitch or moan louder at all.

Namjoon grabbed her tresses and began pulling them, exchanging his moderate speed for a faster one, hoping this would make Y/n mewl.

She did nothing of the sort.

“Is that all you’ve got, daddy?” Y/n teased, making Joons face contort. Deep down, he felt a twinge in his ego. Namjoon knew her calling him daddy didn’t feel right. Honestly, it didn’t feel right when anyone called him that in bed.

Joons pace slowed. None of this felt right.

“Why’d you stop, daddy? I thought I was being a good little slut for you? ”

Y/n got up from her position and faced him, her fake doe eyes trapping Namjoon. The man was absorbed within a realm of disorientation. Something about y/n eyes left him muddled. Once again, this didn’t feel right.

Namjoon watched as she stood up in the bed, the height of the bed in combination with her long legs making her shadow engulf him. She towered over him.

“You couldn’t keep charge, could you?”

Her hands trailed up his chest, then circled around his neck, constricting his airways ever so slightly. Namjoon let out a yelp. Y/n pressed her lips against his, her tongue dominating his hot mouth.

Namjoon uncontrollably moaned into her own mouth, his true submissive side taking over and replacing his fake dominant nature. Everything felt right. All of it felt good.

Y/N pulled away from the sloppy kiss, devilishly smirking at Namjoons innocent eyes. From one moment to the next, Namjoon was flipped onto the bed, with y/n resuming her throne, right where his hard dick was.

“Say it Joonie. Who’s you’re daddy?”

Y/N bounced up on down on Namjoons cock, making his moans fill the room. She played with his sensitive nipples, causing his dick twitch inside of her. Her other hand wrapped itself around his neck, the pressure pleasuring him in a way he couldn’t manage to create on his own. He struggled to find the answer to her question, his mind clouded.

“Well, slut? Tell me.”

“You!” He screamed. Y/n smiled as she shoved her fingers in his mouth. Namjoon began choking and gagging on them, making the blood rush to his dick even more. He was so close now, he wouldn’t stop twitching.

“That’s right, Joonie. Know your place.”