AND YOUR DRABBLES!!!! - Tumblr Posts
18+ only. minors dni.
cw. barely proofread!, daddy!gyu (ARE WE SURPRISED ATP), super fucking submissive f!reader who is much smaller than gyu and also calls him daddy outside of sex, possessive!gyu, creampies :3 (just stay protected alright????), hint at reader enjoying being defiled by her big buff daddy!, fingering, overstimulation, tbh kind of hints at mindbreaking, spittin in da mouf <3, fingers in da mouf <3, so much cum… why is there so much cum……., AFTERCARE CAUSE THAT SHIT IS SO SEXY, mentions of sub and dom drop!
author’s note. AAAAAAH THE VOICES (this is filth. it’s FILTH. IT’S SO MUCH FILTH PROCEED WITH CAUTION I THINK ‼️)
listen. lazy, sloppy makeouts with mingyu as he fingers you. :’)
his back against the headboard as you sit prettily on his lap. one hand on your waist, pads of his fingers pressing into your flushed skin, the other hand on your heat, two thick digits pumping into you much too slow for your liking.
you whining when he pulls even the tiniest bit away. him mumbling against your lips slick with his spit from kissing you so much. his voice dripping with faux sympathy as if he isn’t fully aware of the effect he has on you.
“aww, baby. y’so wet. all this for me?” with a hint of teasing as he smears your wetness over your pussy lips and puffy clit before dipping his fingers back into you again then adding another.
and you can’t even respond because your mind is all fuzzy from kissing him, too dazed from his fingers curling again and again into that spot inside you. panting, whimpering into his mouth, wanting to beg for more but the words die on your tongue as he presses into your g-spot again and grinds the heel of his palm against your poor, sensitive clit.
him being so gentle with you when he’s usually rough (not that you’re complaining) because he wants to take his time ravishing you completely, unravel you slowly and surely until you’re putty in his hands, obedient and pliant to his every will.
“you’re so good for me, baby,” he’d praise against your lips. “so good for daddy. you’re daddy’s best girl, yeah?”
and you whine something that sounds like ‘yeah,’ mind too foggy to actually form anything coherent, because you are his good girl. always.
you whining when he pulls away from the kiss and withdraws his fingers, and his eyes sparkle at the sight of you, lips swollen and wet, cheeks flushed, eyes unfocused and irises blown out as you look at him dumbly. it’s empty behind your eyes cause all you can think of is him. he thinks you’re the prettiest when you’re like this.
“open, pretty.”
his thumb pressing down on your chin to open your mouth, then him gathering spit in his mouth and dripping it thickly onto your tongue. he slips his fingers past your lips too quick for your hazy, dumb mind to comprehend, and you taste yourself on his digits as he massages your tongue.
lazy makeouts with mingyu that lead to lazy sex that leads to messy, desperate, whiny sex. leads to him fucking load after load after load after load into you, sticky, creamy ring of white forming at the base of his thick cock as he keeps going. fucks you so much and so good that your body goes limp and all you can think about is his fat cock ramming into your sore, worn out cunt, your vocabulary reduced to pathetic whimpers of ‘daddy’ and nothing else.
“ngh— fuck—” as he cums inside you yet again, his eyes squeezed shut. rambling praises as his gaze fixates on him ramming into your tight, creamy pussy that’s almost too small for his fat cock (you are small but he’s just trained you enough to take all of him). his cum is so sticky, stretching with each time he pulls back, and your poor cunt is a mess, covered in and leaking with his cum. the sight is vulgar, but he loves it— lives for it. and he knows if you could see yourself, you’d love it too.
“fuckin’ hell, princess— love this little pussy so much. all for me, yeah? all mine. daddy’s little pussy to play with. tight, little cunt was made for me. god, i love you— love you so fucking much.”
he ends up overstimulating the both of you to tears, both of you whimpering at the mix of pain and pleasure, because when it comes to you? he just can’t get enough.
(the aftercare he gives you is phenomenal. cleans you up real good. carries you to the bathroom and helps you wash yourself up. rubs soap all over your body and shampoos/conditions your hair for you. picks out your pajamas and once you’re in bed, he holds you close, kisses you tenderly, praises you again and again and again as he patiently guides you down from your high.
“love you, baby. you did so good for me. m’so proud of you. i love you so fucking much. you’re always so good for me. my girl. thank you.”
and you, of course, return the favour. praising him and thanking him for treating you so well, for taking care of you, for being the best boyfriend anyone could ever ask for.
“thank you, daddy,” as you peck his lips over and over, his cheeks in your small hands, “love you, daddy.”
he giggles at your cuteness despite the fatigue coursing through his body and his eyes threatening to close, lets you praise him and kiss him as you pleased, until you’re satisfied and sure he won’t drop.
“i love you. i love you. i love you,” and kissing him each time in between. “thank you for loving me.”
cuddles until both fall asleep, then even more kisses and cuddles in the morning, breaths in sync as his heartbeat rings in your ears. neither of you care that it’s nearly 4pm and you’re still in bed— all that matters is him and you.)