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OMAFG YALL NEED TO READ THIS. WORK OF ART. WORTH EVERY MINUTE I SPENT READING IT. I actually really love how the threesome isn't toxic like most writers write them. They have a healthy relationship and already know each others boundaries. I followed this page so quick after i read this and am looking forward to literally whatever else they decide to write.

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Word Count: 10k

Warning: afab!reader, common flu and symptoms mentioned, safeword mention (though not used), food and alcohol mentioned, mention of fwb relationship, slight food play, slight quirofilia (hand kink), slight cruophilia (thigh kink), slight strength kink, slight voyeurism, smut, fingering (f.receiving), oral (m. and f.receiving), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), dirty talking, mutual masturbation, anal play, threesome- F/M/M, double penetration, some intimate actions during dinner, established relationships (reader is fwb! with Chan), dom!Chan, dom!Minho, switch!reader

Synopsis: After feeling rather sick week, Chan figures out the best way to cheer you up is with some classic romance…and Minho?

A/N: This was not proofread but please enjoy regardless. I really hope that the tags are working for this one because I really enjoyed writing this. Thank you to @skzseasons​ for hosting this event! This is for !S week with dom!skz

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⇢ pairing: jeongin x fem!reader ⇢ word count: 2.2k ⇢ genre: smut, friends to lovers ⇢ summary: you get stuck in a fence and realize your friend has a dirty mind ⇢ warnings: 18+, minors dni!; drinking, unprotected public sex, creampie, use of ‘perv’, elements of helplessness (consent given!), use of 'perv' ⇢ masterlist ♡ series masterpost ♡ updates ♡ read on AO3 ⇢ reblogs and feedback are always motivating and appreciated! ♡

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“Sh!” Jeongin shushes you in panic, wrapping his arm around you while placing a hand over your mouth. He pulls you into his frame and drags you away from the field.

You both laugh once you walk out of the perimeter touched by the reflector's lights, even though your friend still seems panicky. “He almost caught us because you're so loud when you're drunk!” he hisses the words at you but starts laughing right away. Yeah, the night guard did almost catch you, but you aren't the only one to blame—Jeongin has a laugh much louder than your voice, so you point that out.

“Whatever, it's your fault,” he mimics your voice and continues walking towards the fence that you now need to jump.

You walked into this place through the main entrance—sneaked in, more precisely—and sat by the field where you used to come as kids and play. You brought a bottle of booze with you, sipped on it, and just talked for hours on end. And then the guard must have heard because he came out there looking after turning on all the big reflectors around the field, which shone directly at the two drunk trespassers.

“I've come here before and did this same exact thing and I've never been caught,” he continues whining as you reach the fence. “First time I bring you, I get caught. Connect the dots.”

“Maybe the people you've brought here before just don't make you laugh as hard as I do, playboy,” you tease and bang against the fence, wondering how you're going to climb it at all.

“Well, that's not fair,” Jeongin points out and starts walking along the side of the fence, so you follow. “They had their mouths full.”

“Oh,” you say with a nod, wondering just how many people have fallen for your friend's charms. You can't blame them—the man's gorgeous, especially ever since he's realized just how handsome and funny he is. Jeongin used to be pretty shy, even around you, but he's becoming a menace, and the fact that he's just admitted stuffing people's mouths full of dicks just proves this. “TMI?”

“I'm sorry, miss I just want someone to fuck me hard!” While imitating you, Jeongin groans and grimaces, mocking something you've admitted to earlier when feeling a bit tipsier than you are now.

“Okay, we're both equally as gross when drunk. How are we getting out of here? I am not climbing over this fence.”

“Don't worry, there's a hole just a bit further down.”

Jeongin must come here often because he is right—there is a pretty big hole in the fence, once you can both crawl through. “Get off your jacket first, it's going to get caught on the rough fence edges,” Jeongin instructs and points at the hole.

“It won't make a difference,” you say and get down on your knees. There is no one around, and the guard has seemingly gone away—the lights are turned off again. You're surrounded by trees and darkness, so you have no problem getting down on your knees and crawling through a hole.

And then, you get stuck.

“Did I not tell you to get that thing off?” Jeongin huffs from behind you as you try to wiggle out of the jacket while it's still on you.

“Mr. Know It All!” You scoff and try to get out of the awkward position, but it's impossible.

“Wait, let me help,” he says through laughter and gets down on his knees behind you. His arms move up around your waist and he starts tugging at the material. “You should have just listened. You never do, just fight me on everything I say.”

You suddenly become aware of the heat of his body behind yours, of the fact that the position is very sexual since he's right behind your ass on his knees. “Yeah,” your voice cracks out of nervousness so you clear your throat. “Just help me and stop lecturing me.”

Jeongin chuckles. “You're being mean. Maybe I should take a step back and take a picture for my private friend blackmail collection.”

You know exactly what the little shit is talking about—he's usually the sober one, so his phone is full of pictures of his friends doing stupid shit.

You're also fully aware of the fact that you're wearing a short dress and that he can probably see your panties from this position, so you decide to tease right back. “For your spank bank, you mean?”

“You'd like that, wouldn't you?” he asks teasingly, hands no longer tugging at the material caught on the wire.

“You jerking off to me?” The idea isn't appalling in the slightest, but that's because you're turned on by someone getting so horny for you they have to jerk off while looking at a picture or a video or anything that reminds them of you.

“Yeah,” Jeongin whispers, his tone suddenly changing to something you don’t usually hear from him. “Isn't that what you want? A guy who is so into you he gets off to the thought of you all the time? And fucks you rough, of course.”

He snickers right after, knowing these are your fantasies—you've admitted to this during a game of truth or dare at least once. Still, if you know anything about Jeongin, it’s that he likes risky stuff. Public sex is his thing, which is why you aren't shocked he's brought women here before. You also know he likes it when someone is a bit helpless, he enjoys consensual bondage. Hands tied behind someone's back, or him holding the two hands by the wrist while he fucks someone—that's what the little shit admitted to before.

So, you decide to be shameless and push your ass backward, knowing exactly what you are going to find—an erection in his pants, right behind your ass as he towers over you from behind. “Maybe I do want you, but isn't this what you want? A damsel in distress you can use?”

Jeongin has been laughing throughout the whole thing, but now he swallows loudly and places both hands on your hips. Instead of pushing you away, he pulls you in, making you rub against his cock, and you’re pleasantly surprised by the initiative. Clearly, you’re on the same page here—tit for tat, tease for tease. “Damsels are usually sweet and innocent… Definitely don't arch their back at nice guys who are just trying to help. Surely don't tell them they want them while in this improper position…”

“And where is this nice guy you're talking about?” you tease again, bucking your hips into Jeongin, causing friction where he desperately wants it. “All I see is a pervert who's staring at his friend's ass after getting her stuck in a hole in the fence that just happens to be there… Convenient.”

His breath hitches in his throat before he chuckles. “Are you like, serious right now?” His fingers dig into your flesh over your dress, keeping your hips in place, but you manage to wiggle them backward and rub against his cock again. The tone of his voice suddenly changes. “Rub against me again, and I'm fucking you.”

“You say that like it's a threat.”

When you say the words, you hear Jeongin scoff. The next sound is his zipper, and then his hands pull your dress over your ass and your panties down your legs at the same time. You hear him spit on his palm and spread the saliva over his cock. “I mean, if you want it that much, I'm happy to give it to you.”

You shiver at the tone he uses with you and the contact of the cold air with your wet crotch, but it's not cold for long. It can't be cold when Jeongin’s cock easily pushes past your wet lips and eases into you, stretching you deliciously, making you grunt. He stills inside of you for a second or two before giving you another inch, hissing with every inch he eases into you. “Oh my God,” he mumbles to himself, “why the fuck are you this tight?”

“So you can stretch it out,” you try to be funny. He scoffs and gives your ass a smack.

“I feel like we shouldn't be doing this, but I want to fuck you for hours like this.”

“Yeah?” you tease him, arching your back even more, acting like you're not trespassing, like your stupid jacket isn't stuck in this dumb fence, like you're not acting completely promiscuous and letting a friend fuck you raw from the back. “I'm not surprised you like this, perv.”

Jeongin grunts at your use of the word and starts fucking you, forgetting all about going slow. “Perv? Look who’s talking… Are you even stuck or did you just pretend so we'd do this?”

You laugh the idea off, grunting at the pace your friend has chosen, at every drag of his cock against your walls. “How could I have known you'd pop a boner just by seeing me on all fours? You'll have to be fast, though. I don't want that guy to catch me with my pants down.”

“Yeah, he can't see you like this,” Jeongin hums, fingers rubbing your hips. “Only I get to fuck you this way, out in public, right?”

You agree, spreading your knees, which allows him to sink into you fully. “Oh fuck!” He sounds weak, and that brings you a lot of pleasure, so you giggle happily. As if he doesn't want you to have the upper hand, Jeongin sneaks his hand under you and starts rubbing your clit. “I'll blow so fast.”

“I know…” you pretend to coo, but it's hard—you're getting fucked hard, just the way you wanted to. “That's what happens when you get what you want.”

Jeongin laughs heartily before letting out a loud grunt and starting to smack his hips into yours so hard that it becomes the only sound—skin hitting skin. That, and the sound of his cock sinking into your wet pussy. “Yeah? How do you know I want you?”

Neither one of you is stupid—there has always been sexual tension between you. Well maybe not always, but definitely in the last year or so. No one wanted to take it there, even if you teased each other all the time.

You don't say any of that though. Instead, you play dumb. “Your dick is in me and all that.”

“Wish you weren't stuck just so I could pull your hair for talking back.”

You laugh. “Please, you wouldn't be half as hard without the element of helplessness.”

“Fuck!” Jeongin grunts and starts fucking you harder, his fingers still rubbing your clit. “I'll show you helpless.”

For a while, you really can't speak. This isn't your fantasy, you never think about feeling helpless and letting someone use you, but the whole public aspect seems to be doing something for you. The fact that he's starting to go rough on you just makes you dizzy. “Oh God, Jeongin, right there!” After that, you can't say a word, and you don't have to—you're happy just staying on all fours and letting him fuck you stupid.

“Yeah, just take it!”

He fucks you so hard and fast you literally drool, every breath turning into a moan as your mouth hangs open, fingers grabbing the grass below you so you stay in place. “Fuck, you take dick so well… Sound so good too.”

“You… Too,” you moan between thrusts, voice turning so weak. “There, there!”

Jeongin is good, so he focuses exactly on the place that seems to do the trick for you while continuing to rub your clit. And just like that, you come all over his dick, warning him you're close, your entire body stiffening as you release.

“Mhm, fuck, let me feel you milk it, come on,” he urges you, continuing to move like nothing is happening, hips moving back and forth, cock in you all the way. When you stop clenching around him, he gives you a couple of shallow thrusts and comes inside of you, hissing and grunting while his hands hold your hips in place. “You'll be good and take it, huh? Just stay there and take my cum—”

While every single thing about this turns you on beyond belief, you become aware of your surroundings once more. “We should go.”

Jeongin agrees and pulls your underwear up and your dress down, covering you. “Pull one hand out of the jacket,” he instructs. When you do, he continues. “Now the other.”

And just like that, you're free to crawl through the hole. Your jacket stays stuck to it, but you manage to rip it away while Jeongin shoves his cock back in his pants and zips them up.

When he's on the other side as well, he helps you get up and you two walk side by side towards the parking lot, where his car is waiting. You're sure he's kind of embarrassed about the whole ordeal, even though he sounded confident while it was happening—it's your sweet Jeongin, after all. “You're right.”

“About what?”

“The fake helplessness really does add something to the mix,” you say with a giggle as he grunts and shakes his head, clearly flustered.

“You're never going to stop teasing, right?” His hand sneaks around your waist as you walk side by side, his cum trickling down your walls and onto the gusset of your panties—a clear reminder of what has just happened.

You let your hand sneak in between your bodies and down to his ass, which you squeeze. “Maybe you should just shut me up again.”

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♡ Chan's Social Butterfly Class ♡

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Characters: Chan x Y/N

Warnings: Smut, filthy dirty talk (lots of 'em. love it), unprotected sex, wall sex, slight cockwarming, petnames (baby, babygirl, cutie), a bit of silly jealousy, praises, softdom and slight harddom chan, shy y/n, slight strength kink, big dick chan, slight tit play

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Chan has always known that you're shy. The first time he ever met you, you literally didn't even speak a word to him other than a soft little "Hello". But Chan never judged you for it, he never took it personally and that's really one of the very reasons he got to wiggle his way to your heart - he never forced you to talk. 

It's also one of the main reasons why you decided to talk to him about your worries. Being a celebrity, talking to people is one of Chan's jobs and frankly, he actually enjoys it. What better way to learn than from the master himself, right?

But what you didn't anticipate is how he is going to teach you. 

And apparently, Chan thinks you're the best student when you're under him, all needy, naked and aroused for him.

"Baby, you're doing so well. Just five more questions and you'll get what you want, okay?" Chan coos, clearly enjoying this little quiz he came up with while he has his thumb slowly circling your clit - a reward for answering his previous question right. 

He's given you a convincing set of tips and tricks on socializing - even made cute little flashcards for you - but it's been a little hard concentrating because on one hand, you love the rewards but on the other, your brain is accustomed to getting whatever you want just by looking at your boyfriend.

Chan spoils you. A lot. In and out of bed. And the most amazing thing is, you never really voice it out. Chan's just really good at reading you and as Changbin puts it 'whipped for the quiet angel who has Chan hyung by the balls'. 

So when you're here, having to 'work' for what you want from Chan, your brain malfunctions. But in the best way possible. Because it means that your mind is occupied with trying to answer his questions correctly to get the rewards, and you don't feel as stressed out about the whole orientation. 

"Now, what questions do you ask someone for small talk, baby?"

Has Chan always used his soft voice with you? You never noticed until now. So soft, his voice is so comforting and soft. 

Chan chuckles at how out of it you are right now. You're his baby, his everything. He'll give you anything you want. Anything. But sometimes, it's just so fun watching you not knowing how to function. You're always the prim and proper princess, and he loves you so much for it, but watching you going all shy, whiny and struggling to answer his questions makes him feel good on a whole new level. 

"We've learned this, haven't we? You know the answer, baby. Tell me, hmm?" he prompts again, hand slowly coming up to slap the side of your boobs, kind of like your personal wake up call. 

"Can't just be staring at the ceiling, cutie. Gotta answer me. You want your reward, don't you?"

You nod at him, wanting to let him know that you're still there, alive and definitely trying your best.

Chan's definitely amused. He's seen you going cockdumb before but he never denied you of his dick, so this, this is something new that he absolutely enjoys seeing. 

Being able to witness you fall apart because he's doing the bare minimum is turning him on beyond belief. He's so fucking hard for you right now. Usually, just a shy needy glance from you, he'd already be scrambling to fuck you like you deserve. The boys aren't wrong when they say he's whipped for you. 

It's equally distracting to him too - the way your wet slit is just begging to be impaled, the way your tits are moving with the rhythm of your heavy breathing and the way your lips are quivering because of the little touches he's emitting onto your cute clit. 

You're so fucking gorgeous and all for him. 

Alas, he can't forget the main reason you both are doing this. You need help to socialize,so he's going to be the best boyfriend there is and help you. 

"Gonna make it easier for you, baby. Give me three. Just need three, cutie." 

Your eyebrows furrow, trying hard to concentrate on the task. You have to be good. You want to be good. Want Chan to be proud of you. 

"Mm- name. Major.. house. Where they- house- home. Live," you try, earning a low chuckle from the man. 

Chan is now on top of you, thumb no longer playing with your clit but his strong legs are splitting your legs apart, making sure they're wide open, your wet slit being greeted by the cold air, making you shiver.

"Looks like I've been spoiling my girl so much, she's even giving me the wrong answer, hmm?" Chan tuts, pretending to scold you a little. You whimper, not understanding what part of your answer is wrong. 

"Where's their house, baby? So if someone comes to you and asks where you live, are you going to tell them? Hmm? Tell them that you live with your boyfriend? Tell them the number of our apartment so they can watch you get fucked everyday like a good little girl on the kitchen table? Invite them here everyday so they can see you drool over my cock like you are now?"

At this point Chan's just enjoying your struggle, enjoying the power he holds over you. The way you're whimpering and whining his name makes him feel so good, feeding his ego and making him bask in the wonderful feeling of teasing you so much that you're stuck in your shy girl mode, not knowing how to respond when he gets all dirty with you.

Chan is generous with his praises. But it also means that when he's in the mood to talk dirty, he's going to really show you what dirty is. 

He catches your shy gaze, your grabby hands playing with his fingers, thinking that it'd save you from the one punishment you know Chan will give you - the one punishment Chan knows you hate the most when you're this needy.

Cockwarming. 

"Get up for me, baby. You know what to do."

You're about to cry. You're now struggling to sink onto your boyfriend's cock. You're helpless when Chan isn't guiding his dick in you like he usually would. Putting his cock into you by yourself is something you rarely do because Chan would usually ram inside you, just how you like it, just how he knows you need it.

"You don't ask people where their house is, baby. You can ask them where they're from, that's okay. Yeah? Got it, cutie?" he tells you, eyes intently watching how you're struggling to put his dick in, even when he's holding it up for you.

A pillow princess like you just looks so cute trying to do things by yourself. 

"Asked you a question, baby," he taps on your ass, awaiting.

"Mm, no home, no home," you tell him quickly, voice squeaky as you finally sink all the way down, moaning his name. Chan lets out a pretty moan, making you rub your face onto the side of his neck, clinging onto him like you're afraid he's going to go away.

Chan can't help it. A praise slips his tongue, telling you how much of a good girl you are, how good you feel around him. To make up for the sudden softness, he pinches your right nipple, alerting your brain that he's not exactly happy with your progress now, no matter how good your pussy feels clenching around his cock.

You stay like that, unmoving for a while, brain accustomed to Chan being the one controlling the pace and movements. But when he's not even moving an inch and instead is now emitting little gasps from you because of his soft spankings, you whine his name.

"Channie," you call out for him, hands unconsciously bringing his from your ass to your waist, to the position he would always put his hands at whenever he's fucking you from below.

"What do you think you're doing, pretty baby? Think I'm gonna fuck you now? After you got the wrong answer?" Chan raises his eyebrows at you, amused at how you're so desperate for him when the class isn't even half done.

"You already know you're gonna cockwarm me, baby. You hate it, don't you? Hate having to stay still on top of me with my cock inside you?" 

You nod, sweat forming on your forehead as you try to stay still. 

"Hate it," you tell him, voice weak. 

"Hate it, yeah? My girl hates not having me fuck her, hmm? Fuck," he growls when he feels your walls clench when you take a deep breath. 

"Spoiled baby," Chan chuckles, biting your cheeks jokingly. "Okay, I'll make it easier. I'll ask you one question. One question and I'll fuck you if you get it right, kay?" he promises, earning a happy hum from you. 

"When someone asks you if you're in a relationship, what do you say, baby?" 

Chan's question puzzles you. It's not in the flashcard he prepared for you… how are you supposed to answer this? 

So, you go with the logical answer. "No telling," you say, knowing that you can't reveal your relationship to anyone. 

You thought he'd be satisfied with your answer. But his tone says otherwise. "No?" 

Chan's voice is low, his hand travels up to your hair, giving it a little tug, so you'd look at him. "Hold on tight," is all he says before he's standing, your legs wrapped around his waist as he walks to the nearest wall and slams you on it, one hand at the back of your head to make sure you're not hurt. 

"No? You sure bout that, baby? You don't need to tell who your boyfriend is. Or are you gonna let them flirt with you? Hit on you and think that you're available?" he asks in a voice that he only uses when his patience is tested.

You whimper, shaking your head 'no'. 

Chan decides to ignore that, wanting to drag this out a little. 

"One glance at your pretty face and sinful body, they're all gonna be all over you, baby. And your cute shy attitude? Fuck, they're gonna wanna have you, you know?" Chan growls into your ear, making you shiver.

Not even a second later, Chan starts fucking you. 

Hard. 

He's pushing his hips up, hands locking your body on the wall, his cock drilling into you from below and all you can do is take it. The sound of your soaking pussy and his slippery cock rubbing against one another fills the whole living room and it makes you shy away from his intense gaze.

"Fuck, you're such a shy little thing, hmm? Can't even look at your- ah fuck baby so tight-"

"Your boyfriend's fucking you. How can you say you don't have one when your pussy is molded for my cock, you cute lil thing?"

"Fuck, babygirl. My pretty girl. Shy baby. Can't even look at your boyfriend while he fucks you, huh? This is all you wanted, isn't it? Needed me to fuck you from the beginning of the class?" 

"I have to spoil you everyday so you remember to tell every fucking person there you have the best fucking boyfriend- just like that, baby, take it. You're pussy is doing so well, so well, fuck you're so slippery baby, so tight and slippery for me."

All you do is moan. Your back arches, legs about to give up from hanging around Chan's waist. He's fucking you so hard, so fast, your tits are bouncing with every thrust. Your hair's a mess, sticking to your face and shoulders from the sweat trickling. 

"Chan, Chris, oh my god," you nearly scream when he starts rubbing your clit while he sucks on your nipple. The position definitely uses up a lot of his energy and it's so hot seeing your boyfriend not even stopping to take a breath.

"S'strong," you mewl at him. "S'big Chris," you praise him, not being able to say anything else. "My boyfriend."

That earns you one messy kiss, the man in question clearly satisfied with what you said.

"Please," you squeak when Chan lets go of your now bruised lips. Chan groans, not being able to contain his weakness that is your cuteness.

"Gonna cum, aren't you? Can feel it baby. So tight for me. For your boyfriend. Fucking hell, you're squeezing me."

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.

"Can't handle my cock, can you? Big for you. I'm always so hard and leaking for my girlfriend- ah yeah, that's it baby."

Snap. Snap. Snap.

"Your boyfriend's fucking you so good you can't even talk, yeah? Hmm? Always need my cock, don't you? Such a shy little girl but always so ready for cock- my fucking cock. My good girl, my good fucking girl. Cum."

And you do. You moan his name so loud as your walls spasm around his cock that it makes Chan himself shoot his load into you. 

"Thankyou, thankyou, thankyou Chris," you whisper to him, always expressing your gratitude to him. He's giving you his cum, lots of it. The least you can do is thank him for giving you the one thing you didn't think you'd get today.

Your legs turn to jelly, releasing themselves from Chan's waist unexpectedly. You would've fallen butt flat on the floor if Chan's not fast enough to grip his arm around your waist. 

"Clumsy baby. Tired already?" he chuckles, giving you little pecks on your cheeks. 

You hum in agreement, burying your face in his chest as he holds you up. 

"But we're not done with the class yet though," he tuts and you whine quietly. "Seems like all you learn just now is that I'm your boyfriend, baby." Chan laughs, picking you up bridal style, bringing you to your shared bedroom. You know very well your mixed cum is all over the floor now - something Chan loves doing so he could take photos of. 

"Five more questions, baby. Gonna use my cloned cock that you hate so much. Not as warm as my dick, yeah?" he says softly, giggling like he hasn't just said the filthiest thing. "Gonna use the whole week to train you to be a social butterfly, baby. Get ready for more of my cum. My little baby butterfly needs it to grow, doesn't she?"

You're definitely gonna tell everyone that you're a spoiled girlfriend owned by a very charming, social butterfly of a boyfriend who teaches so well with his cock. 

HOLY STYHBCXSEYHBF

[SMUT AUDIO]

*channie💕 sent an audio*

"baby, I need you so bad.."

currently thinking about seungmin using a vibrator on you while you’re both trying to study to test your concentration, then punishing you when you can’t stay focused

no bc this is all that's in my head rn?? @chvnnie where you at bestie (also @starlostseungmin hi this is your bias control him)

[minors dni, smut includes teasing, dirty talk, use of a vibrator, mean dom!minnie, etc etc] words — 472.

seungmin's hand rests on your thigh, just a small touch bringing you to the edge already. his thumb rubbing small patterns to your skin when he hikes up the hem of your shorts. "concentrate, baby," was all he said, getting back to his own study material, his other hand flipping through the pages of the book in front of him.

"min, i am concentrating," you huff, making an attempt to remove his hand from your thigh. "you're the one that can't stop touching me."

seungmin's fingers are on your shoulder in a second, his fingers slowly extending up, curling lightly at the back of your neck to pull you closer. "talk back to me, and i'll make sure you don't come, okay?" he smirks when a whine leaves your throat, the way you squirm in your seat making him want to tease you even more than he already was. "concentrate and i'll let you come on that stupid vibrator you bought," he continues, removing his hand to reach for his phone.

seungmin wasn't the type to check his phone while he studied, expect maybe if he wanted to listen to some music, or to text you. but you were right next to him, and he didn't need it, unless he was actually planning on teasing you with the app controlling the same "stupid vibrator" that sat snug inside your pussy, the number of times you but back moans when you clenched around it, thinking it to be your boyfriend's cock.

now when seungmin said something, he actually would do it — like in this case — making you come multiple times with the help of only the vibrator, and that's it. this was one way of trying to get you to study. the only kind of *motivation" seungmin thought of. because this was his way of punishing you, of showing you, that this is what you'd get if you didn't listen to him while you studied.

"desperate little baby, aren't you? especially when you're so weak with that useless thing in your cunt. does it make you feel as good as my dick? does it make you cum as much as i do? i don't think so, doll."

"no, minnie…" you buck your hips into nothing, the chair moving along with the movement of your body.

"and yet, you rely on it when im not here," seungmin tuts, resting his head on his arm as he watches your facial expressions. "yet you rely on fucking that thing, when you can easily call me, and have me make you feel weak with my words."

"m'sorry, minnie…please i wanna cum," you mewl, pleads leaving your lips as you feel yourself closer to your high, just as seungmin increases the speed of the vibrator on his phone.

"no baby, you're not coming until i say so. it's going to be your punishment for today hm? until you decide to behave, and maybe focus on what you're studying, you're not getting anything."