Ravn Writing Struggles [M]

Ravn ✧ Writing struggles [M]

✧ Oneus - Ravn x fem!reader ✧ words: ~2.5k ✧ genre: smut, writer AU

Desc.: You’re trying to write a sex scene for a story of yours, and as you struggle to get it to feel just right due to your own inexperience, your flatmate Youngjo offers you a hand.

“I can’t do this!” you mutter and sink your head onto your keyboard, making a string of random letters appear on your screen, until it just keeps adding the letter b to fill up your page.

“What can’t you do?” you hear your flatmate question, who walks into your room and puts his hand on the back of your slouched figure. You flinch and look up startled and you half close the laptop in front of you. 

“Youngjo! Who told you to just come into my room like this?” you scold him, not knowing any other way to react in your flustered state. 

“I’m sorry,” he says with a grin on his lips. “I thought something serious happened, so I wanted to see if you were alright. But you seem fine to me.” You let out a pained sigh. Maybe it was also a bit overdramatic. But you were in fact not fine. You were trying to write, and the words just wouldn’t come out. “So?” he asks, challenging you with a fierce look. “What made you so upset?” 

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i have a lot i haven’t even started writing but i think i need a while. i’m still recovering from the news about ravn.

keonhee

— jealousy.

[harddom!keonhee, sadistic!keonhee, subfem!reader, taunting, overstimulation, use of toy, degradation, mentions of seoho, keonhee is kinda mean </3]

“fucking slut” keonhee grunts pushing the vibrator harder on your already swollen clit

“keonhee p-please” you whimpered

“awe baby.. is it too much-“ he taunted at you, “y-yes” you could barely speak or even think for yourself

“good, it’s supposed to” he whispers, turning the vibrator up

“you know, sometimes i like when you act like a slut, making you cum over and over until the only thing you remember is how good I make you feel”

“you are my slut, not seoho’s, so don’t ever pull that shit again”

extra needy dom!hwanwoong + choking and overstimulation please 🫶

Needy - Yeo Hwanwoong

Words: 836

Includes- overstimulation, kissing, biting, oral (receiving), sex toys (receiving), choking, fingering, dom hwanwoong x sub reader

- sorry this took a while, i wanted it done in about two days but college was just really busy.

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“i need you” is the first thing your boyfriend says as he walks through the door to your bedroom after work.

“that was sudden.. are you okay?”

“yeah i just, can you come here?” he asks quietly as he sits on the bed. you throw your leg around him so you’re straddling him and the second you look into his eyes you can see how needy he is.

you place your lips on his lightly and he immediately sticks his tongue in your mouth, trailing it along your lips and swirling it around your tongue. his teeth grab onto your lower lip and pull it hard, leaving marks on your soft lips. he then shoves your head to the side biting into your flesh, sucking in your skin between his wet lips making sure to leave tons of bruises to claim you as his.

he then places his hands on your sensitive inner thigh, shoving your skirt up and pulling down your lacy underwear. the second they’re off he’s down on you, eating you like he’s been starved forever. you moan out as his tongue devours your body, his saliva trailing down and falling onto the bed. as he looks up at you he gently puts a finger into your entrance, curling his finger once it’s all the way up making you feel sheer bliss. you pulled at his hair as he swirled around your clit. he entered another two fingers and curled into you even harder making you want to scream, you could feel the cold metal of his rings contrasting the warmth of his mouth on you. he fingered your g spot till you were on the edge of climax and then took his other finger to rub you fast as your breathing got heavy and you had white liquid spilling out of you.

normally he would give you a break in between so you could catch your breath, but not today. he instantly took off his trousers and boxers before placing his dick in you and starting to pound hard. you moaned as his dick entered you, going as deep inside you as you had ever felt. all you could do is repeat his name over and over as he slammed into you. he threw his head back as he grunted with each thrust. he put his hand around your throat, tightening every time he hit your g spot. the restricted breathing amplified everything, making his dick feel ten times better inside of you. before you knew it you had both came and he was already ready for another round.

“please woong, i can’t take it anymore” you said breathless after your session.

“yes you can baby, i know you can. let me use some toys on you, okay?” he said as you nodded, giving in to him knowing he would end up winning.

he went underneath the bed to pull out a vibrating wand, turning it on and coming back onto the soft mattress. he took it, lightly pressing it to your sensitive clit, taking it off every few seconds to tease you. you moaned as he pressed it hard onto you, sticking his dick back at your entrance once again. slowly pushing in, the feeling was so much for you to handle. the amazing vibrations mixed with him stretching out your wet pussy. you couldn’t even close your mouth anymore from the sheer pleasure he was delivering to you. every push made you more close even though he barely started.

“i can tell you want to come baby, come on, i’ve got you” after he finished speaking he took his finger up to your mouth and let your mouth take in his thumb as his other fingers gripped your jaw. you sucked them for dear life as you started reaching your high, feeling like you need to scream. you spilled out once again all over his cock and he kept going and going.

“hwanwoong please…” you begged, but he was having none of it.

“once more for me okay? you’re doing so well, you can do it, i’m so proud of you.” he said in between his hard thrusts. he took the vibrator of your clit and replaced it with his pretty fingers, lightly rubbing you. he suddenly removed his hand from your lower body and grabbed for your throat again. his fingers pressed deep into your soft skin, you could barely even breathe but it made you feel alive. you looked into his eyes and down his magnificent body, turning you on even more which you thought was impossible. his thrusts felt so good in your throbbing pussy you could barely take it anymore. he leaned forward biting your lower lip and you screamed out. you felt his hot cum spilling inside of you as you felt your body shake, finishing for him and spilling down your body.

he gave you one final kiss then started to clean you up, taking care of your precious body before letting you rest.

lee keonhee.

— thigh riding.

[warnings: smut, slight praise, thigh riding, pet names, dom! keonhee, sub! reader, keonhee is just a tease and loves to see you ruined]

“oh god please, please, please” you said as you desperately catch your high

he placed both his hands on your waist, moving you slowly and hard on his clothed thigh. as he successfully earns a long and loud moan from you, he can’t help but lightly chuckle,

“didn’t you say you could do it all by yourself, kitten?” the pet name made you clench around nothing, he groaned, putting a finger under your chin making you look directly into his eyes, “i felt that baby” he smirked.

he pushes you against his thigh just slightly harder enjoying the way your thighs shake and your light gasps, if he knew you could get off on his thigh only, he would’ve done this a long time ago

“please s-sir” you moaned

“what kitten”

“please sir, l-let me cum”

“go ahead my love” he said as he lightly grazed his plump lips over you neck, giving your sweet spot a soft nibble as he grinds you harder on his thigh.

you moaned his name as he rides you through your high

“oh kitten, look at the mess you made” he says in a low tone.

“s-sorry sir”

“oh don’t apologize kitten, you did so well for me” he said as he rubs your thighs

a/n: this is my first smut, so i hope it’s good >< sorry if it’s bad ><

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[7:52pm 💌] You were sure Youngjo was trying to kill you. There was no other reason for why he was moving so painfully slowly inside of you, his fingers, long and beautiful and slick with your arousal between your legs as he ignored your whimpers and pleas for more. He only continued his excruciatingly slow movements, dragging his middle and ring fingers out from inside you, all the way up and out and bringing them over your clit, only to snake them back in seconds later; deliberate. Curling them once his knuckles stopped him from digging you out any further, again and again.

‘Please,’ you begged, writhing in his lap, arms wound tightly behind your back, his own arm across yours, keeping you from touching him.

Your breath was hot and mangled at his throat, and though you couldn’t see his face you knew the look he was wearing. Insufferably soft eyes staring down at your form in his lap, no haste or remorse in them for practically torturing you like this for what felt like hours. Only adoration and that was probably what you hated most; that he could look at you so lovingly as he was making you fall apart. His lips were probably parted, his lithe tongue darting out quickly to wet the corners. Something he did normally and unconsciously. Something that would most likely make you crumble now and dissolve further into nothing on top of him.

'I know baby, I know,’ his breath fanned against your temple as he whispered, a smile in his voice. 'Just hold on a bit longer for me.’ He was requesting it like it should be so easy for you. Like your legs weren’t quivering on either sides of his thighs as you straddled him, any attempts you’d made to quicken the pace, thwarted by his free arm holding you securely around the waist, effectively trapping your arms and granting you little mobility. Like your insides weren’t clamping onto his fingers like a vice at the smoky texture of his voice. Like his teasing hasn’t been enough to make you cry and claw at his forearm holding you still. When you weren’t shaking and muttering nonsense and when he wasn’t fogging up your senses with his fingers inside you and his breath on your skin, you would very much like to have a chat with him about this kink of his. But right then, his hand around your waist squeezed you closer to his chest as he curled his fingers again slowly, his lips feathering soft kisses against your forehead and temple, down your cheek as you shuddered once more.

God. He was so deep. You could hear how wet you were every time he withdrew his hand and it was making your face hot. You could see your arousal drip down his knuckles and ruin his light wash denim pants. You could feel the oncoming embarrassment when you eventually would have to leave this room, with your knees chattering under you and the stupid cocky look on his face as he ignored the glances. You could feel the orgasm you could have if only he would move. Give you anything, more than this slow torture.

'Look at me,’ he whispered against your cheek, barely waiting for you to tilt your head up before his lips found yours and he was snaking his tongue between your teeth. If it were even possible, he slowed down even more, relishing the way you squirmed and squeezed around him when he nipped at your lips, as if to provoke you. He began rubbing slow circles into your clit with his thumb as his lips ghosted over yours softly, only his fingertips remained inside of you and nothing was enough. You pressed into him, capturing his lips briefly, only for him to pull away, a smile pulling at their corners. He was so smug about making you into a mess, you could hardly stand his stupid face right now.

'I really hate you,’ you huffed, attempting to separate your chest from his without the use of your arms, but his grip on you only tightened. In reply, he speared his digits into you, curling and rubbing at your g spot before quickly retreating and doing it again. Finally, it seemed, he actually wanted to fuck you rather than play games and you didn’t know if you were happy about it as your thighs began to spasm. Your body was shuddering and oxygen was clambering out of your chest in hiccupped breaths.

'No you don’t. Now be good and cum for me.’