Kinktober Request: 2nd, Creampie, Lee Minhyuk (monsta X)

kinktober day 9- multiple orgasms with liu yangyang

this one is gonna be tough bc i have so may inside jokes about yangyang lmao (stan twt and their german jokes had me in tears ngl)

i'll try it though, should be doable somehow ^^

thank you for the request !! (i'll try my hardest, i promise but would you mind sharing a second idol in case of emergency, if i really can't get myself to do it ?)

HI IM THE ONE WHO REQUESTED FOR BANG CHAN AND IM TOTALLY FINE WITH PUBLIC TEASING BC U KNOW KINDA 🥵🥵🥵 NO MATTER WHAT ARGHHH THANK YOU I LOVE YOU

hey again !!

alrighty tysm for the quick answer hehe :3

LOVE YOUUUU

(as i mentioned before, you technically have the right to decide the cockwarming with yeonjun day, unless you wanna give that to the next person who requests it, so lmk what you decide to do ^^)

kinktober — day 16 | mirror sex

devilish • [lee heeseung]

settle down, you don’t wanna see me drag the devil out

pairing: lee heeseung x fem!reader genre: smut, dancers!au, dom!idol, sub!reader synopsis: in which heeseung shows you the best way to relax after an exhausting rehearsal before your big performance word count: 1770 warnings: sex in front of a mirror, kinda striptease (?), riding, unprotected sex (no glove, no love y’all)

i'm so excited to finally post this ahhhhhh

»Okay guys«, your dance teacher clapped his hand twice as he looked from your face to Heeseung’s and gave you a motivating smile. »One more time and then we’ll finish for today, you need to save up your energy.«

The fringe of his dark hair stuck to his sweaty forehead as he stretched his neck again, the soreness already spreading in his muscles from the past few hours of rehearsal.

Heeseung sighed, getting up from the floor and reaching his hand out to help you stand back up on your feet too.

»Fighting!«

You had a performance coming up that weekend and since your dance teacher spontaneously decided to make you dance a part of the routine as a duet, both of you needed some extra lessons to learn the new steps and practice them together.

During the last repetition, your eyes were stuck on Heeseung’s reflection in the mirror, his body gently moved against yours when he twirled you in before you wrapped your arms around his neck and he rested his hands on your hips.

His eyes locked with yours as he bit his lip, swaying to the beat of the song you had been dancing to for what felt like an eternity. You noticed how his bottom lip got stuck between his teeth at some point, the gleam in his eyes proving he enjoyed this moment a little more than he usually did. You winked at him before he twirled you out again, only four more eight-counts left for your piece to finish.

»Alright, that’s a wrap!«

Your dance teacher started applauding and Heeseung and you joined in, your giggles of relief filling the room as you went to get your water bottle. The corners of the mirror had already started to fog up, reducing the rectangular glass to an oval.

After receiving the instruction to clean everything up and go rest early, your partner and you were left alone, looking at each other in satisfaction.

»Wanna do another round?«

Heeseung shrugged, walking towards the computer to turn the music back on, the intro of the song quickly killing the silence that reigned as you just watched his actions.

You raised an eyebrow at his question, all your clothes sticking to your body and your muscles tensing up more and more with every second you didn’t move.

»Don’t you think we did enough?«

»Oh c’mon, we were just getting started.«

He wiggled his eyebrows at you before he paused the song and looked at the chair on the floor next to you. The look he gave you showed a sign of ›please?‹, suddenly enough to make you pick up the chair and give in to his question without any further convincing needed.

While you danced your part of the intro, he carefully observed your movements through the mirror as he strolled towards his position to be in time for when your solo transitioned into his.

You turned the chair around, the backrest now facing the front as you winked at him; his sign to start. Stepping on the chair, he rested one of his feet on the edge of the backrest, leaning forward to make the chair fall over as a way of underlining the change of dance style.

His moves were a lot quicker than yours, the way he kept switching between sharp hits and smooth body waves got you flustered, especially when he noticed your eyes on his in the reflection. Running his hand through his hair, he let his tongue trail over his bottom lip before he bit it, shamelessly flirting with you before he reached his hand out to introduce the third and final part of the choreography; the duet.

He spun you around, ground against you, and checked you out in the mirror like he did about a hundred times before that day, the only thing that was different was the shift in the atmosphere that you now started to realize. It all felt a lot more intimate now; his moves, his touches, and the way he quickly glanced from your eyes to your lips and back whenever you were facing each other.

Raising your leg for the end pose, he held you a good few seconds longer than he was supposed to as told by the dance teacher, slowly coming closer as if he leaned in for a kiss.

You closed your eyes, ready to feel his lips on yours when he pulled away, embarrassment tinting his face in a subtle shade of pink that got almost drowned by his already reddened cheeks. Heeseung scratched his neck, aiming for his water bottle before he threw yours over to you.

Thanking him with a nod, you took a sip and let out a deep sigh, your eyes following him as he went back to the computer again.

»How about another round?«

You cocked your head to the side, shooting him a killer stare as you bit the inside of his cheek. How in the hell was he so convincing when all he did was look at you with those dark eyes?

Agreeing over and over again, you repeated the exact same thing multiple times, the sexual tension growing more and more before you once more finally reached the end pose.

His glance went back down on your lips, he was still pondering what to do, not noticing you rolling your eyes at the way he got shy all of a sudden when just seconds ago he was practically undressing you with his eyes.

»Listen up, sweetheart«, you purred, bringing Heeseung’s attention back to your eyes. »This time you either fucking kiss me or I’m going home. We were supposed to leave two hours ago.«

Heeseung’s lips curled up in a smirk before he pressed them onto yours, sighing into the kiss as he let go of your leg on his hip, allowing him to pull you closer to his sweaty body.

He latched his hands onto your hips as he does in the choreography, while you wrapped your arms around his neck, feeling the pearls of his sweat on your fingertips as you tangled a hand in his hair.

Roughly moving his lips against yours, he guided you towards the chair before he broke off the kiss, inhaling sharply as he picked it up from the floor and positioned it in front of the mirror.

Reaching out for your hand, he invited you to stand next to him, so you reached back, being pulled to his side as both of took a look at your reflections.

Heeseung moved behind you, leaning into your neck as he placed a kiss on the sensitive skin.

»Look at yourself, babygirl.«

The hot breath accompanying his faint voice fanned against your skin, chasing goosebumps down your spine when he slipped his hands under your shirt, caressing your skin with gentle touches of his fingertips.

He suckled on your skin, leaving a trail of wet kisses and love bites on either side of your neck as you closed your eyes, knees going weak when he licked a strip up from the nape of your neck to right underneath your earlobe.

You gasped, clenching your jaw at his feathery touches on your burning skin as he guided both of you towards the chair in front of the mirror. Sliding down on it, he broke off the kiss, a breathless sigh rolling off his lips when he ran his hand through his tangled hair.

Heeseung spread his legs as he patted his thigh for you to sit on while you eyed him up and down, taking in all of his beauty; the fringe of hair stuck to his forehead, the gentle movement of his chest whenever he took a breath, the curves of his abs showing through his shirt and the obvious erection in his pants.

»Do it again, this time with me right here.«

His voice broke the silence only for a few seconds when he gazed back at you, tongue trailing over his bottom lip in anticipation of your reaction. Your lips curled up in a cocky smile as you bit the inside of your cheek before you rid yourself of your shirt.

»Keep your hands to yourself«, you purred.

Sliding onto his lap, you started dancing your solo routine without music, only your heavy breaths and Heeseung’s silent whimpers filling the room as you moved on and around him, stroking his chest and undressing both of you piece by piece.

Once you reached Heeseung’s sweatpants, you untied them, palming his dick through the thin material, which allowed you to feel it pulsing under your hand. You gently slipped underneath the waistband, taking his cock out, and pumping him a few times, using the pre-cum that leaked from his tip as lube.

A raspy moan left his lips as you worked him up, before you slid onto his lap again, aligning him with your entrance before you sank down, burying his dick between your folds.

His chest was flush against yours when you rode him, eyes stuck to your reflection as you watched his dick gliding in and out of you with the pace he helped you keep by guiding you by your hips.

Rolling back his head, he scrunched up his nose in pleasure while a soft sigh escaped you. He filled you out so well, stretching your walls every time he bottomed out, it felt like heaven.

»You feel so good, kitten.«

His low voice tickled your eardrums as he raised his head again and placed kisses all over your shoulder blades and neck.

»And you look so beautiful bouncing on my cock like that.«

You moaned at his comment, clenching around him as you sank down again, bringing yourself closer to the edge. Heeseung noticed you shifting on his lap, trying to make him hit your sweet spot over and over again.

He chuckled at your desperate sounds before he attached his finger to your clit, drawing figure eights on it to push you over the edge.

Drawing in a sharp breath, you came on his dick, spilling your essence around his dick as he helped you ride out your orgasm with sloppy thrusts. You noticed he was close himself, given the way his dick twitched inside you, so you clenched around him again, making him shoot his seed into you.

A deep moan accompanied his climax as you felt him fuck his juice back into you, preventing it from spilling out of your sore cunt.

»How about another round?«

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dear heeseung anon, thank you so much for the request and please forgive me for making you wait so long :(

taglist:

@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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kinktober setlist

## ikon masterlist

S — smut

F — fluff

A — angst

C — crack

nothing to see here … yet

nothing to see here … yet

REQUESTS FOR HIM ARE CLOSED

OS

› flesh kinktober '21 day 1 [S]

nothing to see here … yet

nothing to see here … yet

nothing to see here … yet

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full masterlist

kinktober — day 8 | thigh riding

roommates • [jung wooseok]

are we lovers or roommates now ?

pairing: jung wooseok x fem!reader genre: smut, roommates!au, dom!idol, sub!reader synopsis: in which your roommate wooseok admits he knows about your feelings for him and you get to enjoy his thighs word count: 882 warnings: thigh riding, reader has a crush on him

omg, they were roommates :O

Slamming his pen on the table, Wooseok let out an exhausted sigh. He rubbed his tired-looking eyes, yawning as he rested his face in his hands.

»Done.«

You smiled at his remark, gently stroking his hair as you mumbled a soft »Good job.«

His lips curled up in a sleepy grin when he took your hand in his, kissing your knuckles and nodding towards your essay. He was so gentle with you, even though he was nothing else than your roommate. You lived together with another real couple, everyone believing their influence would help you confess to each other at some point.

Still, you didn’t think he felt the way you did. He was so out of your league it was embarrassing to even like him in that way, you told yourself.

»Last sentence«, you finally replied after a good minute of silence. It had been about three hours since the both of you started working on your homework and neither of you were very concentrated to begin with.

But teamwork did make the dream work and either of you finished before the other roomies came home, more than enough time left to do whatever you wanted before the cutesy-couple-in-the-room type of atmosphere killed the whole mood.

Wooseok stroked a strand of hair behind your ear and rested his chin on your shoulder without putting too much weight on it.

»I‘ll go take a shower.«

You nodded and went back to writing the conclusion of your essay, your smirk totally resembling the one of a teenage girl in love. As if you behaved much different, you thought. Always smiling when he‘s around you, and as soon as he left you felt your heart grow heavy, even when he was just in the bathroom.

The sound of the droplets falling from the faucet and hitting the ground of the shower brought you back to reality.

Scribbling down whatever came to your mind, you finished off your work before letting out a deep sigh and stretching your body, knees cracking when you got up from the dining room chair.

You silently laughed to yourself, opening your ponytail and shaking your head before you gently massaged your scalp with your fingertips.

When you sat down on the sofa, Wooseok‘s tall figure was a mere silhouette in the dark corridor that connected the living room with the bathroom. But now that he was towering in the doorframe, your gaze moved from the lit TV screen to his body, examining him inch by inch as you let your eyes wander from his wet hair sticking to his forehead over his collarbones and chest muscles before it lingered on his chiseled abs and followed the curve of his V-line.

Your imagination dove underneath the band of his sweatpants, the print of his girth in the front feeding your curiosity of how big he must really be.

»Like what you see?«

You almost jumped at his sudden remark, eyes widening in shock as you realized how stupid you must have looked staring at him like that. Unable to reply, you tried catching your breath as he sat down next to you on the sofa, one of his hands gently cupping your face.

»I know what you feel for me«, he whispered and gently pecked your lips. »But you need to tell me what that look was supposed to mean.«

You took a deep breath, moving a hand to his thigh to push yourself up and leave the uncomfortable atmosphere but as soon as you tightened your grip on his leg, you stilled and turned your eyes to look at him.

»I wanna ride your thighs.«

Wooseok chuckled, a lump forming in your throat as he reached out his arms to slide his hands underneath your skirt, hiking it up and pulling down your panties. You stepped out of them, spreading your legs as you slipped onto his lap and rested your forehead against his shoulder.

»Don’t be embarrassed, sweetheart«, he said and stroked your back. You could feel his muscles tense at your juice leaking onto his skin when you started rocking your hips against his and let out a silent moan, eyes screwed shut at how good he felt against your pussy.

His hands soon found their spot on your waist, guiding you and helping you keep the pace all while he rested his chin on your head.

Soft praises escaped him as he repeatedly told you how good you were doing and how pretty you looked, yet all you could reply were moans and whimpers, occasionally letting curses of his name slip through your grit teeth.

The gentle burn the friction brought you made you quiver, a wave of bliss shaking your body as Wooseok tensed the muscles in his thigh again and you rolled your pulsing clit over it.

You almost screamed his name, dissolving into pleasure as you climaxed, your essence dripping down his thigh when you stilled your movements, heavily panting as you let out a deep sigh.

»You did so well«, he purred, placing another kiss on your sweaty forehead as he helped you up from the sofa, letting you wrap your legs around his waist.

»Let’s get you cleaned up, before they come home, love.«

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this got softer than i imagined lmao, hope u like it wooseok anon

taglist:

@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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kinktober setlist

## kinktober 2021 masterlist

REQUESTS CLOSED

Day 01 — marking/biting • [kim jiwon]

Day 02 — creampie • [lee minhyuk]

Day 03 — crying/orgasm denial • [park jongseong]

Day 04 — spit kink • [park sunghoon]

Day 05 — FWB • [kim mingyu]

Day 06 — public teasing • [bang chan]

Day 07 — overstimulation • [choi san]

Day 08 — thigh riding • [jung wooseok]

Day 09 — multiple orgasms • [liu yangyang]

Day 10 — squirting • [sim jaeyun]

Day 11 — somnophilia/pet names • [ji changmin]

Day 12 — breeding/daddy kink • [choi seungcheol]

Day 13 — degradation/praising • [bae jacob]

Day 14 — guided/mutual masturbation • [lee felix] [FEM VER]

Day 15 — handcuffs • [lee minho]

Day 16 — mirror sex • [lee heeseung]

Day 17 — cockwarming • [choi yeonjun]

Day 18 — punishment/reward • [jeon wonwoo]

Day 19 — car sex • [nakamoto yuta]

Day 20 — blindfolds • [han jisung]

Day 21 — dry humping • [lee seokmin]

Day 22 — first time • [kim donghyuk]

Day 23 — rough sex/knife play • [jung wooyoung]

Day 24 — drunk sex • [kwon soonyoung]

Day 25 — shower/bath sex • [kang younghyun]

Day 26 — choking • [chae hyungwon]

Day 27 — wall sex • [jeon jungkook]

Day 28 — cunnilingus • [kim younghoon]

Day 29 — begging • [wong yukhei]

Day 30 — fingering • [choi soobin]

Day 31 — hair pulling • [hwang hyunjin]

full masterlist

kinktober — day 3 | orgasm denial/crying

into it • [park jongseong]

she don’t really like it but she needs me

pairing: park jongseong x fem!reader genre: smut, established relationship, hard dom!idol, sub!reader synopsis: in which you‘re supposed to learn your lesson after acting up (let’s be real, you don‘t) word count: 597 warnings: unprotected sex (wrap it, before u tap it, kiddos), crying, orgasm dental

this feels so weird idk, it’s kinda rushed and bad, i sincerely apologize, jay anon :(

Draping your leg over his shoulder, Jay harshly snapped his hips against yours as his dick caressed your sweet spot.

»How many fucking times do I have to tell you not to act up like that in front of the others?«, he hissed, rough thrust accompanying his words to fuck the attitude out of you. »Yet you either don’t listen or don’t fucking care.«

Tears pooled in your eyes at his words, you knew he didn’t meant it as rude as it sounded and you’d be lying if you said it didn’t turn you on but the friction on your pussy started to get unbearable and you were well aware you weren’t allowed to cum until you learned your lesson.

»But let me tell you, baby girl, that whatever the fuck it is that makes you not listen to me«, he halted for a moment, dark eyes fixing yours before he roughly picked up his pace again, »I don’t mind fucking that attitude out of you over and over again, you got me?«

You nodded, too breathless to reply and even if you tried it wouldn’t be more than a whisper.

»Use your words to reply to me, got it?«

»I’m . . . I’m sorry.«

»Oh, are you?«

A small tear drop rolled down your check because of his rough pace and movements and you tried pressing your legs together to make him stop but his muscular arms held them in place, his cold stare piercing your eyes as he clenched his jaw.

»Jay, please slow down«, you whined. More tears ran over your face while he continued to pound into you with the same pace as before. »I‘m getting sensitive . . . «

He chuckled, breathless but still going, and leaned forward to gently kiss your lips, his hair sticking to his forehead and pearls of sweat coating his neck

»Is someone close?«

His whisper tickled your senses and you clenched around him, too scared to cum but barely able to suppress it much longer. You nodded, a high moan escaping your lips as you turned your head sideways to escape his gaze.

»Eyes on me, baby girl«, he scolded, turning your head to meet your eyes with his again. »Do you want to cum?«

You were unable to reply, sniffles taking over as you started crying in pleasure, your pussy hurting too good for you to concentrate and a hushed whimper accompanied your nod when you dug your nails into the bedsheets.

»Then beg for it.«

You sobbed at his command, tears flowing like there was no tomorrow, and your legs began to tremble while he kept his animalistic pace with his thrusts.

You screamed his name in a moan, the knot in your stomach tightening as you pleaded for him to let you finish.

He chuckled at your pathetic whimpers, mocking the way your voice trembled with every word you spoke as he stroked your hair out of your face.

»Jay, please let me finish«, you snuffled and bit your lip to suppress another sob, your back arching off the bed and your silent crying filling the room. »I promise I will be good.«

Jay scoffed, pulling out of you and clicked his tongue before kissing your lips and wiping away your tears.

»Let this be a lesson, clean yourself up and meet me in the living room«, he whispered and got up from the bed, collecting his clothes on the way to the bathroom. »We still have a lot to talk about.«

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after re-reading it, i honestly don’t hate it as much as before, so i hope you like it jay anon :3

taglist:

@faeriecobie, @ahgasearmyfan

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kinktober request: 18th and punishment/reward with wonwoo pLEASEE

ohhhh i like this 👀

i'll see what i will end up doing, but i sure as heck will write it down, thanks for the request !!

kinktober — day 15 | handcuffs

chained up • [lee minho]

거친 내 숨결 다가와 어루만질 때

pairing: lee minho x fem!reader genre: smut, established relationship, dom!idol, sub!reader synopsis: in which minho shows you his collection and you get to choose your favourite toys word count: 1223 warnings: handcuffs, curse words, a hint of degradation maybe, oral (fem receiving), basically just teasing the living hell outta y/n

✨lee minho supremacy✨

»Oh«, you whispered as Minho pulled a little box out from underneath his bed. »This is what you wanna play ...«

He looked up at you, fixing your eyes with his while he snapped open the lock, raising the lid without showing you the contents.

»Color?«, he asked, the corners of his lips curling up into a mischievous grin as he ran his tongue over his bottom lip.

Your eyes took in the details of his face as you thought about your reply. Purple was your favorite; the slope of his nose.

But red matched your lipstick; his eyes, gazing with passion as he patiently waited for a response.

And blue was his favorite; the stupid smile on his lips that made you fall for him in the first place.

But then again black would match the bedsheets best; his hair, styled with so much effort, the blond strands falling into his face to frame its shape

And you knew for a fact that he liked you in white; his clothes, dark but still rather casual.

»Pink«, you jokingly blurted out when your eyes reached the buckle of his belt and you realized how much the bulge in his pants had grown at the way you focused him so intensely.

»Sweet.«

His dry comment was in no way hurtful, the sheer amusement in his eyes proved it as he pulled heart-shaped handcuffs from his box.

He handed them over to you, as he bit the inside of his cheek in a dirty smirk.

»Safeword?«

Your look shot from the pink toy in your hands to his eyes while you tried not to choke on air.

»Huh?«

»Once you put them on there are only two ways out.« He took a few more things out of the box, lining them up on the bedside table before he closed the box again and pushed it back underneath the bed. »Either you endure until I get you out when I'm done with you.«

Minho got up from the floor, cupping your face in his hands after he sat down next to you on the blanket. »Or you give me the safeword.«

Without giving an answer, you held the handcuffs out to him, allowing him a closer look at the chain that kept them connected.

»They are almost broken.«

He looked from the chain to your face and back again, once more catching his bottom lip between his teeth.

»How about we finish breaking them?«

Dropping the handcuffs, you put your wrists together, not wasting time with a second thought about a possible safe word.

Minho manhandled you into position as he sat down between your legs to restrict your wrists and attach the handcuffs to the headboard of his bed.

»Babe«, he purred before quickly pecking your lips. »Still need a safeword.«

»Safewords are for losers.«

»Oh okay«, he chuckled, moving backward as he stroked up your legs with his cold hands. »I'll remind you of that later.«

Minho slowly reached your thighs, slipping his hands under your skirt to pull down your panties, licking his lips when he felt the wetness between your legs as he ran a finger up and down between your folds.

»We didn't even start yet«, he smirked while pulling his finger back out and licking your essence of it.

Reaching for a small toy on the bedside table, he showed you a glass dildo in a light pink color, about the size of his own cock.

»Matches really well, don't you think?«

He chuckled at the way your eyes widened in surprise when you looked at it, bottom lip held hostage between your teeth as you tried not to moan just by glancing at what he had prepared for you.

Minho’s lips twitched in a smile as he aligned the tip of the dildo with your entrance, slowly pushing it centimeter by centimeter until its tip grazed your sweet spot.

When you breathed out a moan, arching your back off the bet while screwing your eyes shut, he knew he had found it and let go of the toy, before moving his attention back to teasing you further, kitten licking your clit with a cocky smile adorning his lips.

Pulling at the handcuffs in an attempt to reach for his head you wanted to guide him to where you needed him most but he just chuckled against your hot skin, reminding you that there was no way you could touch him.

Your walls clenched around the dildo inside you as you bucked your hips into Minho’s face to get some friction from the forgotten toy, its tip still grazing your soft spot ever so sweetly.

The bliss you felt, restricted by the handcuffs with Minho’s tongue working wonders in between your legs where the heat pooled around a dildo that felt just like his dick, was delicious, making you moan his name in dulcet tones.

»Awwwe look at you, so fucked out already and I didn’t even start the fun part«, Minho teased before latching his tongue onto your clit again.

Humming against the bittersweet numbness, he started pulling out the toy again just as slowly as he inserted it.

You sighed, feeling the wetness threaten to leak out of your core but Minho was quick to set a pace with two of his fingers, curling them inside of you to repeatedly hit that sweet spot that made you see stars.

Crying out his name, you once more attempted to pull at the handcuffs, breaking the chain that kept them connected before lacing your fingers in his hair. You gently tucked at his blond locks, forcing him to raise his face back up.

Minho locked his lips with yours, pushing his tongue into your mouth to play with yours as you tasted your juice on his lips.

Fucking you mercilessly with his fingers, he drew one moan after another from you while you felt your climax approach, making you clench around his fingers and arch your back off the bed.

»Looks like somebody is close, huh?«, he purred, placing wet kisses on the skin of your neck he was able to reach. »Why don’t you cum for me, angel?«

You whined at the nickname, screwing your eyes shut as your orgasm overcame you, shaking your body and making you jolt against Minho’s hand.

Helping you ride out your high, he kept his pace a little longer before gradually showering down, eventually pulling out of you and licking his fingers clean.

You crossed your arms over your eyes, feeling even sensitive to the light that shone into your room from outside as your chest rose and fell rapidly.

Minho grabbed the broken pieces of chain that still stuck to the handcuffs, softly pulling them up to see the point at which they broke better.

»Damn, they were my favorite pair.«

When you felt him get up from the bed after he let go of the chains, you peaked through your arms to catch him unbuckling his belt and stroking his throbbing cock before aligning with your sore cunt again.

»Looks like I have to punish you for breaking them«, he whispered. »Do you still think safewords are for losers?«

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dear minho anon, i am very sorry you had to wait so long for this os :(( i hope you still liked it <3

taglist:

@faeriecobie, @scuzmunkie, @multistan30

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kinktober setlist

hii i just came across your blog and im super interested!! :] . i was wondering if i could be added to the taglist for your kinktober for all days,, and lastly i wanted to send a request for the 13th, degradation/praising, jacob bae(the boyz)

heyy !!

awweee tysm, i'm glad you liked it ^^

ofc i will add you, thank you so much for the request !!

this whole message is so cute my heart <//3