Kinktober 2021 Day 28+29

Kinktober 2021 Day 28+29

Show Me To The World - TXT Beomgyu

Who: TXT Beomgyu x reader and friends (reader has a vagina)

What: *inhale* 🔞⛔️ smuuuuuut, public sex, sub!Beomgyu, dom!reader, blindfold, light bondage, cock stepping, needy!Beomgyu

Word count: 4.8k

A/N: I thought really hard about how to complete the Day 28 and 29 requests as they were both for sub!Beomgyu and in the end I decided to join them together into one longer fic. I hope both people who requested this will like it ❤ Not beta read (we die like men). Also special thanks to @multifandomfantasies for some creative setting ideas ❤

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His pretty fingers tightened around yours and you turned to him. He was biting his bottom lip and uneven, shallow breaths fanned over the wispy locks of hair falling into his face.

"What is it, Beomgyu?"

The eyes that looked up at you - heavy lidded and yet so awake, anticipating - made your own breath die down. You smiled at him.

"You want it now?"

"Yeah, now," he said, almost too quiet to hear.

You backed him into an alley just outside the club and rummaged through your bag, pulling out a leather collar and a leash. Beomgyu stood still, patiently waiting for you to take off the chain he wore around his neck, his day collar, and replace it with the leather one.

"Just before you do that," he stopped you as you were about to fasten it closed around his neck. You paused patiently, waiting to see what he wanted to do with his last moment of free will for the night.

Beomgyu suddenly grabbed you under your thighs and you instinctively hopped up, wrapping your legs around his waist. His eyes alight, he backed you up again the brick wall and kissed you deeply. He kissed you as if you were oxygen, his tongue not waiting for any permission to slip between your lips. As you met it with your own, that little spark of fireworks went off like always in your head, deep down somewhere primal. Beomgyu's breaths were ragged but he wouldn't leave your lips until he felt a little dizzy. Only then did he part from the kiss, setting you down carefully.

He'd taken your breath away and you stood patiently, watching him with gentle eyes to see if he was ready.

"Alright, now," he nodded.

The leather leash still hung from between your fingers and you reached for the collar around his neck, fastening it properly and attaching the leash to it with a clink of the metal clips. The excess length of the leash hung down and you wound it around your hand, tugging lightly to test the tension. Beomgyu gulped at the pull on his neck and as if on instinct, his head hung down and his hands clasped neatly in front of him.

"Good boy," you praised and with a slight pull, both of you made your way to the entrance of the club.

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You'd been here before but it was Beomgyu's first time. He stuck by your side obediently as you both walked through the club, exploring the different rooms and stopping every once in a while for you to introduce Beomgyu to some acquaintances. He'd blushed more times than he could count at all the compliments directed at him about how cute and pretty he was and how polite he was. You had not yet let anyone touch him or do anything with him, letting him get used to the atmosphere first and by the way his fingers clenched and fidgeted around your hand, Beomgyu was grateful for that.

You took him to one of the main common areas which was littered with various arrangements of sofas, low tables and soft chairs. A few couples here and there were making out boldly, hands teasing over their bodies in full view of everyone. One couple in the corner had progressed beyond that, one of them throwing their head back as the other was clearly sucking their cock. You caught Beomgyu staring.

"Tell me what's going through your head, Gyu," you spoke low in his ear as you both sat down across the couple, a fair distance away. Beomgyu was sitting way too prim and proper, a dead giveaway that he was trying to provide some friction to his dick.

"It's so... blatant. But no one seems to mind," he mused, at the same time squirming subtly in his seat. You dropped your hand in his lap and angled your lips to ghost over his neck.

"You like it, don't you," you hand palmed his hardening cock through the coated denim. "Do you want to watch, or do you want to do it?"

Beomgyu's eyes fluttered, lashes casting long, spidery shadows over his smooth skin in the moody bluish light of the club.

"Watch a little first...M-maybe try it," he mumbled tensely.

"Whichever one it is, it's not polite to sit here and get off without permission. We need to go and ask politely first," you said as you stood up, tugging on his leash and he followed hesitantly. "Don't worry, the one sucking him off on her knees is an old friend, they won't mind. They like being watched."

While you both made your way to the couple, the person getting sucked off turned to face you as of on cue.

"Long time no see, you guys," you greeted casually. The girl on her knees popped off her partner's cock and they both said their hellos cheerfully without changing position.

"This is Beomgyu's first time here and he was hoping he could watch you two while I work him up."

"Of course, no problem," the couple smiled wide and gave their agreement, promptly resuming their activities. You nudged Beomgyu to the side and he leaned against the wall a few steps away from the couple. You immediately unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down to his thighs, sandwiching him between your body and the wall.

"Oh...," he sighed when your warm hand wrapped around his already stiff cock. With your other hand you wound Beomgyu's leash tight and reached above his head where you hooked it to an exposed pipe. This prevented him from moving or looking down, restricted to looking straight ahead or to the side, towards the couple.

The pressure on his neck had him gasping and he started bucking against your hand uncontrollably.

"You know that if you keep this up I'll have to punish you," you hissed in his ear and his hips immediately stilled. His cock was drooling at the tip already and you knew keeping still wasn't easy for him.

"Oh please keep going," he asked politely but the undertones to his voice were dripping with need and desperation. His eyes were fixed on the woman who was now deepthroating her partner enthusiastically. He watched how her lips widened each time she passed over the tip of her partner's cock and when the man thrust hard into her throat, the wet, choking noise had Beomgyu clenching his eyes shut and tensing his thighs impossibly hard to stop himself from doing the same and bucking into your mouth.

You continued stroking him, his precum aiding the process, and you started unbuttoning his shirt. One by one you let the buttons out of their eyelets until Beomgyu's shirt hung open, exposing his sculpted torso to everyone who looked his way. Even though he'd had his cock out for the past hot minute, being more exposed seemed to get to him and he turned his face away, shutting his eyes.

You immediately pulled on his leash harder and let go of his cock, letting it bob desperately and it twitched.

"You're not going to turn away, you're going to watch like a good boy or else I won't touch you at all and I will send you home to wait for me with a vibrator in your ass," you told him sternly, looking at him intently in the eyes. The way his long lashes fluttered as trepidation fluttered over his beautiful features had a burst of heat spreading through you. You loved it when he obeyed. "Understood?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, please, I'll keep watching," he babbled desperately, hands clutching at his sides.

Hearing your commands, the man across from you smiled teasingly and pulled his cock our of his partner's mouth then helped her up off the floor. He positioned her to face the wall not two feet away from Beomgyu, with her palms flat against the wall and back arched deeply. He settled himself behind her and stripped off her tie-side underwear, then brought his cock over to tease her pussy.

"Oooh she sounds good and wet," you chimed in and the man nodded.

"She's dripping, she really loves having an audience," he said as he ran his cock up and down over her opening. You glanced at Beomgyu and saw one of the most fucked out expressions you had ever caught him with. Eyes wide and brows furrowed, lips parted and hands clenched into fists at his sides. You smirked as you continued your overly slow pace on his cock and could feel his thighs trembling. Just as the man started slowly pushing into his partner, you let go of Beomgyu's cock and lightly caressed his balls.

The withdrawal of physical stimulation and the escalation of the visual broke something in him.

"Fuck! No! Please, please, keep stroking me, I need to cum!" He whined loudly as his hands left their clenched position and flew up to cover his eyes and face, as if he was embarrassed to be seen begging. You continued you feather-like motions over his balls for a moment and then moved your fingers down and back, putting pressure on his puckered opening.

The way he undulated against the wall was fucking beautiful and you couldn't hide your smile.

"You know the rules, Beomgyu," you leaned in to speak quietly in his ear. "No begging unless I tell you to. You know I'm going to have to punish you, don't you?"

Beomgyu whimpered, cock twitching at the mere mention of the word. He liked being a good boy, until he earned a punishment.

"Listen well. I'm going to take you to that chair over there and our friends will come with us to watch. I'm also going to let anyone else who asks watch as well. I'm going to tie your hands together first, and then I'm going to blindfold you, since you don't deserve to watch anymore. We'll see how you do when you're being watched instead. If you want to stop, you know what to do."

With that, you nodded your head at the couple who were still lazily fucking near you and they moved easily towards a chair in the middle of the area.

You untied Beomgyu's leash from the pipe and tugged him along, not bothering to fix him up or zip up his jeans and letting him walk across the club with his erection bobbing. When you reached the chair you positioned Beomgyu in front of it and tied his leash to the back of the chair.

"Now, I want to you to take your clothes off for our friends while I go grab what we'll need. You better make it good for them, they'll tell me if you slacked."

Beomgyu's eyes went as wide as saucers as you flashed him a smile on the way to the basement where spare supplies were kept.

Beomgyu turned around to find two pairs of eyes fixed on him intently. The female motioned in a "go ahead" gesture and he swallowed with difficulty. His hands were fidgeting with the urge to bring his still-hard cock back into his pants and zip them up but he knew he couldn't do that. Instead he brought his hands up to start spreading his unbuttoned shirt over his chest. He slowly spread the fabric a little, giving teasing glimpses of his collarbones and chest.

The reality of the environment hit him and vulnerability rolled off his skin in waves. His head tipped back and he let his shirt fall off his shoulders. He knew he would be made to sit in the chair anyway, so he kicked off his shoes and lowered himself to the chair. As he did so he pushed his jeans down and off along with his underwear.

Now fully nude, Beomgyu was suddenly less shy and more excited. It was as if that's what he had been building up to. He sat in the chair impatiently, feet shuffling from one place to another.

"Beomgyu."

Your voice made him whip his head around and his eyes fixed onto the handcuffs, lube and other items in your hands.

"Was he a good boy," you asked your two friends who were eyeing Beomgyu like a piece of meat.

"No question, absolutely delicious," the female purred.

You smiled and placed the items at Beomgyu's feet, caressing his cheek as you stood up. You produced a blindfold from your pocket and showed it to him.

"I'll put this on you now and we'll continue."

He nodded and raised no objection. He knew that your announcement wasn't really meant to bring new information but to give him a chance to use his safeword if he wanted to. As the fabric was brought close to his face he closed his eyes and slipped into darkness. You tied the blindfold into a knot at the back of his head and carded your fingers through his soft hair. Beomgyu followed your motion instinctively, body moving slowly and deliberately as he adjusted to the many sounds around him without his sight.

"Now, take my hand and sit facing the back of the chair," you instructed and helped Beomgyu up. You turned the chair around with its back facing your audience. The back of the chair only consisted of a curved metal frame so Beomgyu could be seen straddling the chair in all his naked glory, cock poking past the edge of the chair.

"Put your hands on the chair frame in front of you," you instructed. He obeyed and you secured the handcuffs around the frame, locking them around his wrists methodically.

Beomgyu was the picture of a perfect sub - blindfolded, handcuffed, naked and anticipating, lips parting and his hips subtly grinding against the chair, trying to bring some relief to his cock which had not only not gone down but had started leaking precum with the prolonged physical and mental teasing he had been put through.

Your mouth watered as you watched him and you wanted to see him earn some stimulation. You took off the bottom half of your outfit including underwear. Unlike Beomgyu, you had no problem being naked in front of strangers as long as fun was involved. You took his jaw in your hand and held him in place as you raised one leg over the chair frame he was facing and you positioned your foot on the seat beside his thigh.

"Come on then, my little slut, show me how good you can be and you'll earn a nice reward," you told him with a smile as you guided his head towards your folds which were on display in front of him and anyone who was looking.

A needy moan came right away when Beomgyu's lips met your lower ones. He immediately wrapped his lips around your clit, forming a light seal but open enough that he could still flick and drag the tip of his tongue against your clit. He was unbelievable with his mouth and you had a hard time controlling the harsh intakes of breath your body demanded at the stimulation. Beomgyu had a rhythm memorised and every minute he would release your clit for a bit then smoothly dip down lower and drag his tongue against your entrance before pushing it in as far as it would go several times. He would then return to kiss, suck and lick your clit. Your hand tightened on his hair until you were practically letting him hang by his silky black locks. Your legs buckled slightly and your pelvis lowered to where Beomgyu could reach between your legs with his handcuffed hands a little, and his fingers found and spread open your folds so he could press his tongue into you even more firmly.

Beomgyu ate you out as if he was making out with you. Being able to concentrate on something made him forget about being stripped naked and handcuffed in front of strangers and he channeled his pent up nervousness into a single task of making you cum. You started bucking your hips into his face and he only got messier, sucking up your juices and teasing your opening with his thumb. He dragged his tongue from side to side over your clit and recognised the shaking of your thigh and the cut off, fast breaths you were sucking in. Growing that little bit bolder, he tipped the chair forward to reach further with his fingers and he plunged two into you as he sucked on your clit harshly.

"Fuck! Beomgyu come on, I'm close, almost there..."

Your encouragement and your soft flesh clenching around his fingers gave him the strength to keep going and he tilted his head to the side to spread his lips over your cunt, licking and sucking over every spot he had ever touched that made you moan. He pumped and hooked his fingers inside you and you decided to just let it happen. You let your body undulate against him as you felt your walls tighten up and pulse around his fingers.

"Oh fuck yes!"

Realising that you has reached your peak, Beomgyu eased up the pressure on your clit and laved his tongue over it soothingly as you rode out your orgasm, still rolling your hips against him. When you were spent and needed a break, you finally released your harsh grip on his hair and let your leg drop down from the chair.

"Such a good boy you are, you did so well, Beomgyu. You deserve a reward, don't you?"

Licking his lips clean from your wetness, Beomgyu nodded frantically but dared not beg as you had told him not to. You knew just the thing.

Raising your leg, you positioned your foot right between his legs and slowly lowered it over his cock which was sticking out over the edge of the chair. The bottom of your shoe pressed over the hard member and you slowly dragged it back and forth.

Beomgyu clenched his hands into fists and moaned desperately, held at the precipice of pain and pleasure. He knew you would make it feel good for him but if he moved too much, he could make it painful. His head bowed forward and you could see him sink his teeth into his knuckles, trying to keep himself from moving or begging.

"You're getting your reward, baby, what's the matter? You need more?"

Beomgyu nodded quickly again and you motioned to your friends who were already fucking again, eyes glued to every move Beomgyu made.

"If you need more, then that's what we'll give you. Could you come over and give him something to do with his mouth," you asked your friend's partner. The man smiled widely and set your friend down, pulling out of her. She was so wet that his cock was dripping. The man walked over to Beomgyu and guided his face to turn to the side before dragging the head of his cock across Beomgyu's lips. Beomgyu startled, not at all expecting to be made to give a blow job tonight, but this was not one of the things he had listed as a hard limit.

"Give it a little taste, Beomgyu, and tell me your color," you said calmly, still dragging and pressing your foot over Beomgyu's cock.

You watched as his tongue snuck out between his pretty lips and swirled around the head of the cock in front of him. Beomgyu smacked his lips and said, "Green. Your friend is delicious. Can... can she join too?"

"That might be fun, shall we ask her?"

"Already here," the woman giggled, kneeling down beside Beomgyu and picking up one of the dildos you brought and the lube.

"Pay attention to your task, Beomgyu, or everything will stop and we'll go for a round of drinks without you."

Not wasting a moment, Beomgyu opened up and took the man's cock into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks and putting all his tricks into use. The man went deep and then groaned at the feeling of his tip bumping and pushing far into Beomgyu's throat.

"Holy shit, is his jaw elastic? He's practically deepthroating me already?"

"That big mouth has its uses," you smirked and gave Beomgyu a particularly satisfying stroke, making him groan around the thick member he was sucking.

Meanwhile your friend was covering the dildo with lube and warming it up.

"This will be a little bit cold, Beomgyu," she warned and then pressed a lubed up finger against Beomgyu's anus. He inhaled sharply and bucked forward, then back, unsure if he wanted to get away from the cold sensation or press onto the invading finger.

Your friend swirled her fingertip around Beomgyu's hole, rubbing and teasing at his rim and he instinctively pushed back, trying to get the digit to enter him. Each time he bucked forward he earned another stroke from your foot, and each time he moved back, your friend's finger breached his entrance just a little, slipping inside enticingly.

Beomgyu's jaw went slack and he started moaning uselessly as he let the man use his mouth. Overstimulation was clouding his senses and he needed someone to decide what he should feel and when. He reached for you with his cuffed hands and you nodded at your friend, giving her the go ahead to move further.

One and then two fingers pressed smoothly inside Beomgyu to the knuckle and he groaned so loudly that he drew more onlookers to his little scene. He relaxed quickly around the fingers in his ass and started a rhythm of impaling himself on them then moving forward into the friction you provided on his cock.

"Give him something to really scream about," you told your friends as you lifted your foot off his cock. Beomgyu whined  up in the next moment your friend hooked her fingers right against his prostate and her partner grabbed Beomgyu by the hair, making him take his cock as deep as he could go.

Beomgyu growled desperately and his tongue lolled out from underneath the hard member he was sucking. His thighs tightened up and flexed with exertion as he tried to keep up with two different rhythms.

"Fuck, I'm nearly there," your friend's partner panted. "Can I cum on his face?"

"Sure, he looks pretty in white," you laughed as you watched a flush bloom from underneath Beomgyu's blindfold and down his cheeks and neck. The boy's tongue swirled and dragged against the cock pistoning into his mouth and he was soon rewarded with a deep groan from the man. He withdrew from Beomgyu's warm mouth and jerked himself just a few times before bursts of cum streaked across Beomgyu's smooth features and his blindfold.

Without missing a beat, your friend smoothly took her fingers out of Beomgyu's ass and replaced them with the dildo she had slicked up. Without a cock filling up his mouth, Beomgyu moaned freely and there was a hoarse, raw edge to his voice that only got sharper as he was penetrated deeper.

Leaning over him, you grabbed his leash and pulled it taut, making the fastening tighten up around his neck.

"Since you've been such a good boy for me, I'll let you beg for what you want," you told him affectionately. Words tumbled out of him as if he had been waiting for the moment he would be allowed to speak.

"Please, touch my cock, I'm so hard... and I need it deeper, miss," he directed at your friend, maintaining his politeness even in his fucked out state.

You obliged him, dropping to your knees in front of him and squeezing his cock and balls as you friend pushed the dildo harder and faster into his ass. After a particularly hard thrust Beomgyu yelped and his face split into a grimace.

"Color?" You asked, suspecting it might have been too hard a thrust.

"Green, green! I'm fine, please, just right there..." Beomgyu begged and his tone sounded almost as if he was going to cry if he didn't get what he wanted. His cock had swelled up even more in your grip and felt painfully hard. You jerked him as you cupped and gently tugged on his balls, and his hands clenched into fists again.

"Let me hear you, Gyu, don't hold back."

"It feels so good, please, fuck me, I'm so close, I'm going to burst," he whined, back arching and hips rutting uselessly between the two sources of intense stimulation at both ends.

"Milk him for everything he's got," you told your friend and she nodded, keeping up the pace into Beomgyu and twisting slightly to hook and bump into his prostate as much as possible with each thrust in.

Beomgyu's entire body shook with exertion and his moans grew deep, guttural and desperate as he let himself be stimulated to his peak. You paid close attention as you stroked him and you saw almost every muscle in his body tense and jump under his skin. You tightened your grip and with a few more pumps and a few more hard thrusts from your friend behind him, he was screaming and cumming in your hand.

Your friend eased up on her thrusts but kept the dildo buried deep inside Beomgyu's ass, twisting it and pushing slowly in and out in shallow movements to prolong his pleasure. Beomgyu's cum ran over your fingers in copious spurts and the room was suddenly filled with encouraging calls and whistles. You had been in your own state of flow, focused on Beomgyu and you had not realised just how many onlookers your little show had gathered.

Realising just how many people had been watching him, Beomgyu froze for a moment, cock still pulsing in your hand.

"You did so well, Gyu. Everyone loved watching you, don't be embarrassed," you were supportive, aware that too much embarrassment might make him drop. The shy smile curving up the edges of his lips told you that it was not much of a concern though. Your friend took her cue and carefully pulled out the dildo.

"Let's get you cleaned up quickly and we'll go relax, okay?"

Beomgyu nodded, patiently waiting as you brought out some wipes and cleaned up the cum and lube off of his ass, cock and face and off your hands, then unlocked the handcuffs.

"We need to put your clothes back on," you leaned over to speak quietly in his ear, "Do you want me to take your blindfold off now so you can do it yourself or do you want me to lead you to the back room blindfolded and naked and sort you out there?"

Not feeling up to humiliation on top of the very public display he had just been part of, Beomgyu shook his head.

"I think I can handle taking the blindfold off here."

You left him to it and he reached up to untie the fabric, lowering it slowly and looking down for a few moments while his vision adjusted to the lights which, although dim and moody, were still a jump up from the total darkness he had been revelling in. He reached for your hand and took a few deep breaths before finally daring to raise his head and look around the room.

He bit into his lips as he saw people watching him and masturbating, some lost in blow jobs or standing sex, and a few were on the sofas and chairs in various positions, with various toys but stealing lingering glances at him. 

He allowed himself to start to process his feelings about being watched as he came down from his high completely and his breathing normalised. He put his clothes back on quickly and stretched out his legs to ease the discomfort from sitting down and tensing for so long. You tugged on his leash and he stood up to follow you quietly.

You led Beomgyu to a small, empty back room where the music and noise of the club felt muffled, as if smothered in cotton. He watched you with his eyes glistening and you unclipped the leash experimentally, to see if he was still deep in subspace or if he had started to come up now. The desperate look on his face had cleared and he ran his finger underneath his collar.

"How are you feeling?"

"I want it off," Beomgyu said calmly, and waited for you to slowly unclasp and remove his collar. He rubbed his neck along the faint marks left by the collar from your tugging. You watched him carefully as he rose up and approached you. He grabbed the hem of your shirt and lifted it over your head and off.

"I want you now," he rasped as he mouthed along your sternum.

"Let me close and lock the door," you smiled and reached towards the door handle. But Beomgyu's hand shot out and tightened on your wrist.

"Don't."

feel good ♡.

♡ pairing: sub!beomgyu x softdom!reader

♡ word count: 1.7k | soft smut

♡ contains: degradation, petnames (pup/puppy/baby), nipple play, overstimulation, some crying, mirror (let me know if i missed anything, pls ♡)

♡ taglist: @plushpeeps @taehyunscaramelfrappe

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“you like it don’t you pup, being played with like this?” you cooed into beomgyu’s ear as he lets out a whimper. the boy was currently sat in between your legs, leaning against your chest with his head thrown back on your shoulder.

he could only nod in response, his mouth too busy letting out gentle whimpers and whines. you let out a little giggle before continuing your attack on his nipple, bringing your finger to your mouth to wet a bit.

you gently run your thumb across his pert, brown nipple and watch as beomgyu shivers beneath your touch. you brush it again, listening to him let out a slow whine. his cock already starting to throb in his briefs from the soft touches.

“hm, already wanting more baby?” you ask, pinching one of his nipples between your fingers and earning a little gasp from beomie. his back prettily arches into your touch, his body answering your question more than words could.

“pup just wans’ to feel good..” he whisper-whines against your ear. a small wet spot appears on his briefs where he’s leaking precum. you smile as you take your time sliding your free hand down his trembling body and down to his hard, awaiting cock.

“well, you know how to ask for what you want baby.” you reply with a squeeze to his cock. you can feel him throb in your hand as he moans. his fingers come up to squeeze around the wrist that’s still playing with his nipple. he buries his face closer into your neck and you can feel his face starting to heat up in embarrassment.

“please, touch pup more,” he whimpers against you, fingers flexing around your wrist and cock leaking more into his briefs. “please, i want it..” he moans out when you press on his cock again.

you can’t help but give in when you imagine how pretty he probably looks right now. hair ruffled, eyes glossed over, his lips wet and red from him licking and biting them in pleasure, his cheeks are likely a little pink, fuck.

you pull his cock out with a whispered good boy and you take notice of the moan of relief beom let’s out. his cock hard and leaking copious amounts of precum, a bead already rolling down the side. embarrassed, beomgyu whines and grips your wrist tighter and silently wishes you’d do something already instead of stare.

softly, you take his cock into your hand and start to spread the precum along the length. more and more dripping out as you continue to stroke him. beomgyu’s moans come out a little louder, his hips wanting to twitch up into your hand but also wanting to be good for you.

“such a naughty pup, leaking so much everywhere. it’s all over my hand, i can hardly keep up.” you giggle, stroking him a tad bit faster as he whines at your words. he shakes his head where it lies, whimpering.

“’m not naughty..” he whines, gasping when you suddenly pick up the pacing of your strokes. you even hold him a bit tighter, twisting your hand the way you know beom likes. you take your thumb and start flicking at his nipple again, his moans the loudest they’ve been since you’ve started.

beom starts to bask in the pleasure, no longer having anything on his mind other than wanting to feel good. his hips start to pump up into your hand and his back arches into your touch again. a mixture of moans, whines, whimpers, and groans continuously spill from his sinful lips.

all you could think about is how he looks, how badly you want to see how good you’re making him feel. you briefly look up and notice the mirror at the end of your bed and get an idea. you stop your movements on his nipples, beomgyu whining in disagreement. you take your hand and tenderly bring it up to his face, to cup his chin.

you turn his head towards the mirror, making eye contact with him once he’s looking into it. you take in how pretty he is when he’s being wrecked by you. he looks just how you imagined, if not better than what you imagined.

“look at yourself baby, such a mess,” you utter into his ear. you watch as his eyes flutter close as he lets out a shaky breath. Sliding your hand down to his neck, you whisper “i said look at yourself, pup.”

beomgyu’s eyes open and you could swear they’ve glossed over even more. he makes eye contact with you in the mirror, he’s cheeks starting to heat up again. you smile at him, beginning to stroke again and watch as he quivers and attempts to keep his eyes open.

“’m embarrassed, this is embarrassing..” he whimpers softly, turning his head and hiding his face into your neck again. you won’t allow him to take away such a pretty sight from you, so you pinch his nipple roughly and make his whole body jump in pleasure.

“do i have to repeat myself again, hm?” you mutter into his ear, not letting go of his nipple. beomgyu shakes his head, little moans still managing to slip out. he slowly lifts his head back up to look at himself in the mirror again. he still looks as pretty as ever, except this time he has tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

“good baby, now keep them open and watch yourself become a mess for me.” you giggle, letting go of his nipple and instead thumb it softly. you stroke him up and down tortuously slow, watching every expression and movement that beomgyu makes.

you watch as his eyes glaze just a bit more, his eyes flittering to stay open, the way his pink lips part to let out the prettiest moans, how his body moves with your touches, his cock leaking so much it’s starting to make wet sounds that fill the room. you can tell he enjoys the humiliation of it all, but he won’t admit that to you.

“please more... pup needs more.” beomgyu moans out. his hips are raising into your hand more needily, wanting you to move faster. his fingers are gripping almost painfully into your wrist now, and he brings his other hand up to play with his other nipple himself.

“look at you, asking for what you want. isn’t so bad, now is it?” you say, speeding up like he asked you to. beomgyu becomes almost a puddle at your words, constant whimpers and whines spilling from his lips as his eyes are glued to your hands that are making him fall apart this way.

“please, feels so good.” beomgyu moans, intertwining his fingers with yours. a telltale sign that your baby is close.

“so pretty being wrecked like this just from my hand.” you whisper into his ear, leaving little kisses along his sensitive neck. beomgyu nods his head in agreement, most likely he doesn’t even know what he agreed to. he just knows that he feels good and want to cum.

“cum, can i cum please please please..” He starts to beg, watching his cock pump in and out of your hand. He raises his teary eyes to look at you and you can do nothing but give in, he looks so beautiful like this.

“mm, watch yourself cum for me baby.” you reply, going faster and harder on his messy cock. beomgyu moans in thanks, his breathing picks up as he feels himself reach the edge. pretty little gasps and body twitches are what carry him to his orgasm.

“cum-” he starts to say, but can’t as his breath hitches and he’s cumming. his body stills before he starts trembling, his cock twitching as it shoots loads of cum. you watch as he pinches his nipple hard through his orgasm, his hips still pumping into your hand as he rides out his pleasure. lastly, you notice the tears falling out of his closed eyes. closed.

“naughty baby, you didn’t keep your eyes open.” you whisper into his ear, once he’s come down a bit. you slowly start to stroke his sensitive cock again, beom’s legs start twitching at the overstimulation.

“please, ‘m sorry.” he attempts to apologize, eyes now open and giving you a pleading look. he reaches a hand down in an aim to restrain yours so that you can’t move it against him anymore.

“too late now baby, you know what happens when you’re naughty.” you giggle, gently removing his hand and placing it beside him. beomgyu instantly grips the sheets, know what’s coming and you smile.

earnestly, you stroke him again. the wet sounds filling the room once more along with beomgyu’s loud moans that he can’t contain. you throws his back on your shoulder, shaking it gently as his body trembles against yours. he twists his body to try and escape the overwhelming pleasure.

“’m sorry, please no more.” he whines out, more tears spilling from his eyes as it all becomes too much him. you decide to have mercy on him this time and stroke him for a few more seconds before stopping.

“thank you..” he whispers, body slumping against yours. his body loosens as he gets comfortable in his spot between your legs, eyes closed and a content look on his face.

“mhm, so pretty baby. you did so well.” you praise, kissing his forehead and along his face. you run your fingers through his hair tenderly, helping him to relax after such an intense session.

after a few minutes to collect himself, you gently lift beomgyu’s face towards yours and place a kiss on his lips. he smiles and kisses you back.

“’mkay baby let’s go clean up, hm?” you suggest, ruffling his hair again before letting him sit and get up. he turns around and nods, leaning to kiss you again, making you smile.

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a/n: hi guys ! sorry i suddenly disappeared like that, college just got so busy and i had no time or inspiration to write. want to write nothing but quality fics for you guys, but i’m back now ! hopefully you enjoyed this subby beomgyu fic, i enjoyed writing it :)

-berri 🍓

helpless

pairing: sub!jeonghan x gn!dom!reader

contains: a bit of public play, chastity cage, nipple play, brattish jeonghan, reader is kinda mean, some manhandling, degradation, reader uses a strap, kitchen sex lol, choking, cum eating

a/n: me horny ooga booga

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you and jeonghan had gone out to go watch a movie in the cinema since you both had a day off and didn’t want to be cooped up in your home all day long.

you were enjoying the movie, mindlessly chomping on the popcorn while the plot got more elaborate by the minute.

jeonghan on the other hand wasn’t enjoying this as much as you were.

his mind was elsewhere, more focused on the ever increasing pressure between his legs than the movie.

he tried calming himself down not because of the public setting, that never stopped either of you before but because of his chastity cage he started wearing out of curiosity. it was his idea and you agreed on it, making you the owner of its key. he wanted to test how it’d feel and how long he’d last with it before losing it.

the answer seemed to be not long though, considering his state. for whatever reason, his body thought that watching a horror movie with his significant other was the appropriate time to get horny.

he felt hot all over, to the point where it was hard for him to breathe, to the point where he felt dizzy, to the point where it was hard for him to even think straight, all the blood pumping to his dick, he couldn’t touch properly, instead of his brain.

he needed some kind of relief so naturally, he went for the next best thing: his nipples.

his right hand slowly moves up to make contact with his nipple over his blouse and in that very moment, he thanks his past self for having made the choice to wear a thin one today. it also makes him think about how visible his pink nipples would be if he were to “accidentally” spill his drink on that blouse, how they’d provokingly harden and poke through it for everyone to see and how that sight would be enough to make you lose your shit and fuck him hard.

that picture alone makes his index finger flick his nipple even faster while his other hand slides down to grope his crotch even though that godforsaken cage stood in the way. he just couldn’t help himself.

he closes his eyes, letting memories of past torrid moments between you two flood his mind as he head lulls back, his mouth hangs open and an erotic sigh unmistakably escape from his lips.

the noise makes your head whip in his direction just to be met with a view that belonged in a pornographic film. he notices and looks at you with lust-filled eyes, almost inciting you to do something, wanting you to scold him for behaving like a bitch in heat. it honestly takes you a second to get a grip, the thought of him helplessly leaking in his pants making your head spin but you quickly snap out of it.

“what are you doing!?” you angrily whisper, grabbing the wrist of the hand that he was using to grope himself so he would stop, your roughness only adding to the fire, his breath quickening.

“you disgusting fuck. even when you’re locked up, you still manage to get all excited like that?”

“i’m so needy. just for you, only you, please,” he whispers breathlessly, his finger still toying with his nipple as his hips shyly twitch.

“stop that,” you sternly order and his hand stops, only to reach for yours, slide it into his blouse and press it against said nipple, making you feel how hard it was. you feel heat rising to your face, beginning to understand just how aroused he was.

“we’re leaving.” and those words make his eyes shine with anticipation.

he stands up and leaves the theatre, knowing you won’t be too far behind.

once you join him in the parking lot, which was practically empty since it was late, you notice how his blouse was now drenched, more specifically how visible his hard pink nipples were. this makes you chuckle, his eagerness almost cartoonish.

“i spilled my drink, think you got a towel with you?” he asks with faux innocence.

you grab a handful of his hair and push his face against the roof of the car.

“tell me, just how bad do you want the whole world to know that you’re just a dim witted mutt, huh?” you ask as you hook the fingers of your other hand on the hem of his pants, “maybe i should just fuck you right here, right now so they’ll all hear you, what do you think?”

all he does is push his ass against your crotch and mewl pathetically, making you scoff.

“get in the car.”

the car ride is silent as you let him wallow in suspense, keeping a calm demeanour and rendering him unable to try and guess what you were thinking about.

the minute you’re home, he’s all over you, hands trying to grab every inch of your body.

“break me like you always do,” he moans against your lips, “make me yours.”

you smile against his lips as an idea pops into your head.

you pull away from the heated kiss.

“go wait in the kitchen.”

he still doesn’t know what you’re planning to do but he doesn’t want to ruin it by pushing your buttons too much so he obeys.

you come back, now wearing your strap-on and carrying a bottle of lube in your hand.

“where’s the key?

“you mean this one?” you take the necklace you were wearing out of your top to show him said key dangling at the end of it.

“you’re not gonna fuck me with… that still on me, are you?” he laughs nervously.

“i’m not taking the cage off because you’re gonna be a good boy and cum just from me fucking you in the ass but if you don’t want that, you know the word.”

his face reddens but he remains quiet at your reminder, giving you the green light.

after having taken off his pants, his leaking nub grabs your attention and you take it into your hand, massaging the tip.

“it’s probably so achy right now,” you assume with a mocking tone and he lowers his head at that.

“don’t be mean,” he mumbles lowly, eliciting a grin from you.

you spread his legs to position your body between them, his back leaning against the kitchen counter and align the tip of your generously lubed up strap at his entrance so you can gently push in.

you lift one of his legs up to give you a better angle and he hisses at the stretch.

“oh? want me to stop, baby?” you tease.

“no! just give me a second.” he places his hand on your lower back to make sure you don’t pull out.

once you’ve bottomed out, the room is completely still except for his heavy breathing.

while waiting for him to settle, you slowly open up his blouse and lean down to attach your lips to his left nipple, earning a drawn out moan from him.

“can still taste the soda,” you mumble against his skin, feeling his hips buck up due to the vibrations you just caused.

“y-you can move now.”

you stand up straight and start off slow.

his head lulls back and he scrunches his eyes closed.

“oooh fuck, you’re so big,” he compliments, almost sounding like a porn star.

“am i?”

and all he can do is hum in agreement as he bites his lips, the pleasure and the pain of the stretch making goosebumps appear all over his skin.

at first, you went slow to give him the time to get used to the size of the strap but now that he was comfortable, you wanted to see how long it’d take him before he’d start to beg you to go faster.

again, not long.

“oh god, please. harder.”

“harder? but i don’t want to hurt you, babe~”

you were trying to figure out if the brat was still there.

“please, go harder. i promise i can take it.”

he wasn’t. too far gone to even pay attention to your faux sympathy.

you pull out, turn him around, bend him over the kitchen counter, ultimately pressing his cold wet nipples against the cold surface and bottom out without hesitation.

he arches his back so hard, you know you must’ve hit a spot.

“oh fuck, fuck, fuck!”

his upper body lays flat on the counter as you mercilessly pound him from behind, the filthy sounds of skin slapping and moaning filling the room.

“i see you’re enjoying yourself sweetheart~” you say in the most sickly sweet voice.

he wasn’t in the right mindset to answer, only able to whimper in response.

not quite satisfied with his volume, you grab his hair and pull it back, forcing him to stand with his back against your chest and compelling him to scream your name.

“you wanted it hard, i’m giving it to you hard,” you say, placing your other hand that was still on his hip around his throat and squeezing, the added pressure making his eyes water.

this new position gave you a perfect view of his caged cock bouncing around, his filthy precum dripping everywhere and defiling the kitchen.

he was starting to get louder, signaling you that he was close.

“don’t you fucking dare cum on the counter or i’m making you clean it up,” you warn while you only speed up your pace, your actions contradicting your words.

he babbles a bunch of warnings before shooting white ropes onto the otherwise clean surface, another scream of your name falling from his lips as his trembles in your arms.

you remove your hands from his throat and hair so he can properly catch his breath, bringing them back to his hips to support him.

he looks at the mess he made and turns around to look at you with a shameful expression.

“m sorry.”

but you give him zero reaction because you both knew what he had to do.

he turns back around and leans down to lick the counter clean of his filth, little squeaks escaping his throat feeling your heavy strap still buried deep inside of him.

“good boy.”

after a bath and some aftercare, you both lay down in your shared bed talking until you inevitably fall asleep in each other’s arms.

— SKZ AS SUBS <3

this post contains; smut [sub!skz. mentions of: brats. breeding. buttplugs. cum. dumbification. edging. exhibitionism. oral. overstimulation. pain kink. pegging. punishments. rimjobs. sex toys. subspace. ] i think that's it?

💌 i don't normally write sub!idol so this was a bit of a challenge but i really enjoyed writing this so i hope u guys like it too!! i rlly tried to squeeze in most of my thoughts ahaha (not edited im so sorry)

CHAN ... loves it when you use him for his cum. overstimulating him until you're both all wet and sticky. his heart skips a beat and he starts blushing when you laugh at him because he's cum all over your hands three times now—how is he going to have a breeding kink if he doesn't save his cum for your cunt? be nice to him though, he can't help it, he just wants to cum for you. chan is a very sweet sub and practically incapable of being a brat. he listens and follows orders well and he doesn't mind being roughed up sometimes.

chan really just seems like the kind of sub that wants to be taken care of. of course, he wants to be of use to you, but let him take pleasure in how you work your hands all over him. chan is usually in charge of so much in his day-to-day life, so times like this with you have him completely melting. and he'll graciously take everything you give him.

MINHO ... is multifaceted. he has so much potential to be a brat, and he will be one, but he’s such a sweet sub. wants to be kissed and caressed and praised softly and sweetly. however, if you're more of a hard dom, he takes everything you give him like a fucking champ. just completely slut him out—tease him, eat his ass (he loves this!), finger him—whatever you have to do, as long as the session ends with him covered in his own cum. just make sure to tell him how well he did and take care of him after, okay? minho really values aftercare and being close to you. needs to be drowned in kisses after subbing.

i've spoken on this a few times, and ill reiterate: i think it's so easy for minho to get all dumb while you're fucking him. he doesn't know whether it's the way your cunt sucks him in, or the way you whisper into his ear, but he just gets completely absorbed in the feeling and lost in the universe. but that's okay because he's so pretty like this.

CHANGBIN ... wants to be under your complete possession. he wants to be yours and yours only. literally, do whatever you want to him, but remember to praise him. call him your good boy, tell him how pretty his face and his dick are—his favorite though is when you grab his dick and tell him it's all yours before squeezing it. changbin does anything to please you, actually worships you, and would actually drown in your pussy if he could. he's so fucking horny, practically insatiable with how much he needs to cum. so when he's touch starved, he gets a bit bratty and entitled. has a slight pain kink, loves it when you slap him and call him dumb—speak to him like he's a slut.

also, he loves cock slapping. it makes him all hard, thrusting up into the air because he wants to cum. loves when you notice how hard he gets too. clenches when you tease him about how wet he is—the tip of his cock is covered in so much precum that some of it drips onto his stomach.

HYUNJIN ... is a total pain slut. slap him, spank him, pull his hair—he loves all of it. when he's horny, he's sensitive, so every touch to his skin, whether hard or soft, is like fire dancing on his skin. cums in his pants so much—while he's eating you out, if you kiss his neck, or when you're dry humping—doesn't matter, he just needs to cum. can cum so many times, so easily; even when he says he can't cum or he can't take it, once you tell him you need his cum, he's spilling it everywhere immediately.

and hyunjin is such a whiny person, whimpers with tiny begs slipping from his lips all the time. doesn't even know what he's begging for because you always give him what he wants. guess you just have to pull his hair harder. basically, hyunjin just wants to be completely devoured. (don't forget to praise him !!!)

JISUNG ... is a total pillow prince, he doesn't want to lift a finger. lay him down, call him pretty and then make him cum because he will be a brat. a total whiner and complainer when he doesn't get what he wants so you'll have to put him in his place. and when that needs to happen: edge him—play it nice, make him believe he's getting what he wants, and then snatch it away completely—he'll be all dumb, crying, and apologizing for acting out. but before you get to that point, sit on his face, it'll shut him up and he'll be just as happy eating you out as he would having you play with his dick.

speaking of playing with his dick, touches himself to the thought of you at least once a day. jisung is the type of sub that looks at his dom with stars in his eyes, every single thing you do has him horny. you could be right next to him, scrolling through your phone and he's getting hard. he'll even touch himself under the table while you eat dinner—and he's not good at pretending he's not. feel some type of way about it? guess you have to do something about it then.

FELIX ... is so sweet. he's a bit shy when he has to tell you what he wants, but once you touch him, he immediately melts into you. and since he's sensitive, it's so easy to get him to cum, and sometimes you don't even need to touch him for that to happen. felix is a complete cumslut too—whether it's yours, his, or a potential third, he wants all of the cum. if you make him cum on himself and then wipe it onto his face, he'll thank you so sweetly with stars in his eyes.

falls into subspace so easily, too; all it takes is the slightest touch or a particular choice of words to get him all dizzy for you. and c'mon, if you're not fucking him with a strap on, what are you doing, really? he'll also wear pretty plugs for you, and if you want him to stretch himself out, he will—but don't expect him not to be drooling and fucked out by the time you come home.

SEUNGMIN ... is 100% down for experimenting. i think he'd really try almost anything at least once. he's really into vibrators—completely lets himself go whenever you bring it to the tip of his dick. you hadn't seen him like this before; his moans are higher in pitch than they usually are, and he can't stop moving. seungmin responds very well to praise, you can see the brightness in his eyes whenever you call him pretty or tell him that he's taking everything so well.

he's kind of a smart ass, though. always has some slick shit to say—he's just pushing your buttons a bit. the best way to set him straight? tie him up, take away his ability to touch you. maybe even put a gag in his mouth. press a vibrator against the head of his cock and play with his balls—but don't let him cum.

JEONGIN ... is totally at your service. yes, he wants you to take the lead, to make the orders for him to follow—tell him how and where to touch you. tell him what feels good and when he's not doing it right, push his face into your pussy and tell him to eat it like he means it. anyway, i think jeongin would be another sweet sub. he just wants to make you cum and then have you make him cum. like seungmin, i think jeongin would be into experimenting with things—different kinks, positions, or toys. maybe even try out some roleplay?

i think jeongin would marvel at the idea of someone seeing the two of you caught in the act. would they want to dom him too? would they want to be in his place? or maybe the two of them would team up and dominate you. so many endless possibilities!

© PLANETDREAM 2022

❦ Puppy Love (M) Pt. 2 ❦

Puppy Love PT 1 - read before you read this one!

Word Count: approx. 9.5k Pairings: wolf hybrid jeno x fem reader Warnings: mature audiences only, explicit language, smut, oral (female recieving), unprotected sex, consensual relations, m/f, pwp, some drama/sad backstory, light [VERY LIGHT] hybrid references, i've lost my mind with this one [the gif being the main culprit], jeno in a collar and chain *wink* Preview: “Please play with me,” he smiles brightly. Shaking your head in protest has him tilting his head, “I-I don’t kn-know wh-what that m-means,” you stutter as you press your back against your chair. Sitting back on his legs Jeno’s hands leave your thighs leaving behind a coldness that has your heart sinking. Holding up the collar and leash he places them on your lap. “If you want to play with me you need to put the collar on,” he leans forward arching his neck for you to place the collar on him. “You want me to put a collar on you?”

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Reaching behind him, Jeno pulls out a dog collar and a leash. Your brows knitting together you look up at him confused. Searching his eyes for an answer he doesn’t show you anything. Even the bright smile that he showed you backstage was gone and in its place was a neutral look with a hidden fire deep in his eyes.

“A little birdie told me to come and visit you,” he kneels down in front of you holding out a leash. “Would you like to play with me?”

“A little birdie told me to come and visit you,” he kneels down in front of you holding out a leash. “Would you like to play with me?”

Play?! Eyeing the collar and leash it wasn’t one that a dog and certainly not a wolf would wear. It was one that was black and studded with spikes. The leash part of the collar was just a long thin chain perfect for a woman’s hands – small and delicate. This had to be some kind of joke. A gimmick he uses to get people’s money. Not realizing that you were going to a strip club you didn’t carry around bills ready to throw at someone and not any to put in his pockets or worse – gulping your eyes fall down to his strong legs and the bit of exposed skin at his hip, pants.

“I…don’t…” you whisper looking back at your friends confused.

Seeing your terrified eyes, maid of honor #1, the devil herself smirks in your direction. She was behind this! What was she thinking? Knowing what has happened to you at the hands of a hybrid she decides on her own accord to have you interact not with one hybrid, Mark, but two? She gives a delicate wave before blowing you a kiss.

Hands resting on your thighs draws your attention back to Jeno. Giving you such sparkling and sweet eyes. His hands run up the length of your thigh stopping at your hips. Leaning into you, you get a wonderful whiff of his cologne. Not only was he gorgeous but he even smelled gorgeous. A masculine expensive aroma that wasn’t overbearing but at the same time smacks you in the face – begging you to come closer, to become drunk in the scent.

“Please play with me,” he smiles brightly.

Shaking your head in protest has him tilting his head in confusion. It was the cutest thing in the world. Just like a puppy when you speak to it, his head starts to tilt from side to side. “I-I don’t kn-know wh-what that m-means,” you stutter pressing your back against your chair.

Sitting back on his legs Jeno’s hands leave your hips and travel back down your thighs leaving behind a coldness that has your heart sinking. Holding up the collar and leash he places them on your lap.

“If you want to play with me you need to put the collar on,” he leans forward arching his neck for you to place the collar on him.

“You want me to put a collar on you?”

Your eyes gaze around the club hoping that someone would tell you that this was a joke. Mark’s smirk wanes as he sees you struggling. Gesturing with his hands he motions for you to put the collar on Jeno. Your eyes tremble as you look down into your lap. This wasn’t right. No one, not even a hybrid should be in a collar and chain – well at least not this hybrid.

Leaning into you Jeno’s lips brush against your ear, “we can spend some time alone from all the noise and everyone else. I’d love to get to know you, but there are rules here.” He backs away his eyes glancing down at the collar then back at you. “That is if you want to be alone with me. If not, I need to make my rounds.”

He stands up, towering over your seated figure. Wearing a leather spiked glove on one hand, the fingers cut out around the knuckle – he brings his hand up to cup your cheek gently. The pads of his fingers rough but his hand warm against your already blazing skin. There was something about his touch. Something deep down inside of you that had you believing that it was okay to trust him. That it was okay to –

“I should get going if you’re not interested…” Jeno’s hand drops from your cheek, his body turning and walking away from you.

“NO!” You shout. “I-I, uh…” your hands shaking you hold up the collar and leash. “I, t-talk…” cursing yourself for your already disheveled composure you take tentative steps towards him. “D-Don’t go…”

Quickly before you lose your nerve you stand on your tippy toes to wrap the collar around Jeno’s neck. His hands go to your sides, steadying you while you loop the collar through its belt-like buckle. As you pull back you take notice to his fluffy gray ears and how they twitch. A strange feeling inside of you stirs an urge to touch his ears, but you pull your hands back quickly. The chain dangles between your hand and Jeno’s neck. Standing in front of awkward, fidgeting, and embarrassed you wait for him to tell you what to do. Never in your wildest dreams did you expect to put a collar on someone, let alone a hybrid.

A huge smile spreads across Jeno’s face. He bows down on one knee, his gloved hand resting on his chest. Your head darts around as multiple screams and cheers surround you. The blazing on your cheeks intensifies to the point you feel light-headed and faint. Your heart starts racing like a plane’s propellers. Swirling around ready to take flight.

“Master,” Jeno raises his head.

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Your hand trembles, your knuckles turning white – gripping the chain with all your might. Jeno trails behind you as you weave in and out of sofas and tables, heading to the back where you first laid your eyes on him. Not knowing why in the hell you’ve been put in this position, what your friend and to a lesser extent Mark was up to – you keep your head low, avoiding all the gazes of the other women in the club. Rounding around the stage, the door of muskiness is opened by Jeno and just like with Mark you’re met with an overwhelming smell. The hairs on your arms standing at full attention. Doing your best, again, you try to keep your face as neutral as possible.

The door closing behind you has you sighing out loudly. Your tense shoulders finally relaxing. There were prying eyes staring you down. No one that can influence any decisions that you were going to make. No meddling friends and workers here at the club. The only person who can influence your decision aside from yourself, is Jeno.

“Are you okay?” His voice makes you jump.

Turning to your right you see his face right next to yours. His lips so close that if you were any closer you would have for sure kissed him by accident. Leaping away you hold up the chain in your hand. “D-Do I really need to ke-keep holding this?”

Wrapping his gloved hand around your own hand he steps close to you. “If you don’t want me to get in trouble,” his eyes look up to the corner of the hallway. Following his eyes, you see a security camera placed high in the corner of the wall. Looking back at Jeno your shoulders tense up again. Facing forward you walk down to his room. “It’s part of the rules. I apologize if it makes you uncomfortable.” He whispers just loud enough for you to hear him.

“Th-The rules are st-stupid.”

Laughing Jeno takes out a key from his pocket and opens his door. Expecting to smell a strong masculine scent you’re shocked when a rather deep cologne smell emits from his room. The same smell that had you wanting to lean into him. A rich and expensive smell. Definitely a cologne that you’ve smelled before, but the whereabouts escaping your mind.

“Please, come in, master…” Jeno walks into his room.

Standing in the door frame you’re shocked by the inside. It actually looked like a room. A person’s bedroom and not a room where he takes a break and lounges around in between sets. Thinking back on Haechan’s room, that as well appeared to be like a bedroom instead of private lounging area. Taking a step inside, to your left a rack of clothing hangs neatly. Pieces of clothing ranging from something he would wear on stage to hoodies and sweatpants. Next to the clothes a dresser with bottles of cologne, a box of popcorn with movies and video games lined up.

Following around the edges of his room you take notice to the computer desk against the wall. A pretty fancy computer at that. Elite is the better word. “A gamer?” You gesture to the desktop computer.

Scratching the back of his neck Jeno nods. “Haven’t really played much these days but it passes the time when I’m not working.”

Straight across from the door, a full-size bed presses against the wall – giving the small room a bit more space to walk around. This didn’t make sense. Since when did strip…performers live at the clubs? Was it like this with all of the performers or just a few?

Stepping further into the room you find a small bookshelf tucked away in the corner, another shelf holding pictures of a small boy with the same ears and smile as Jeno. Even a picture of him most likely as a teenager with glasses. Your hand going up to your lips in shock you see a group picture of seven young kids. A tiger, fox, dolphin, mouse, bear, rabbit, and wolf hybrids. It was a picture of all of the guys you met here at the club. Shocked to see that they’ve been friends for that long your heart warms to see him growing up through the pictures. But just as it warms it chills. In one picture, Jeno holds onto a baseball bat, in the cutest little league uniform, but nestled in the back of the picture an all too familiar building grabs your attention.

“When was this taken?” You hold up the picture to Jeno. “H-How do you know this place?!” You stomp up to him, pushing him back into his dresser as you demand answers.

“C-Calm d-down…” Jeno holds up his hands. “What’s wrong?”

“This place…” you stare at the picture. “This building is where they tested on hybrids.”

Silence fills the room. Tears springing to your eyes as memories of howling, mewling and screams spins around your head. This building was where scientist did all sorts of cruel tests on those born as hybrids. Collecting multiple people from each breed, locking them away in steel cages with thick bars that not even the smallest and most agile could get through. It was the building your father, the head scientist worked at.

Jeno takes the photo from your hands looking at the building. His eyes open wide. His mouth hanging in shock. He looks down at you with confusion. “I…how do you know this place?”

Dropping the leash from your hand you turn from him. “My father was a scientist who tested on hybrids. Our home was on the other side of the building. He was obsessed with figuring out how to genetically modify humans with Hybrid DNA.”

Glancing at him you shrink beneath his physique. Even in his most human form there was something powerful and strong about Jeno. Something that made him…commanding – a perfect specimen that you know your father would have loved to have had his hands on.

“Humans are quite weak don’t you think?” You ask Jeno. “We get hurt easily. Our reflexes aren’t that great and our senses are limited. Hybrids, like yourself are the perfect combination of the two worlds. Human and Animal. My father wanted to know exactly how hybrids came to be. Why some people were gifted with the abilities and others left as humans? He had several species working under him. Those who wanted to know the same things. The sounds that came from the testing facility…” your hands cover your ears as the screams of agony come back to you. “What they did to those poor people…” tears fall from your eyes.

“Why don’t you like hybrids?” Jeno stands next to you.

Close enough for you to lay your head on his chest. Close enough for him to lift his hand and touch your waist within an inch. Tremors rake over your body. Only a few people knew what happened to you as a child. The bachelorette and Sara herself some of those few. Holding up your arm you roll up your sleeve. Deep scars that have yet to smooth out grace your forearm up to the bend of your elbow.

“My father tried and tried to make me a hybrid. I was hooked up to wires and needles for most of my early life. My mother passed away because of a hybrid attack. A family of hyena hybrids were living with us. In the beginning my family were advocates for all hybrids. Both saying that hybrids were nothing to fear and that we should live amongst them harmoniously. As I’m sure you know hybrids have only been around for the past 200 years. For the first 120 people didn’t trust those who were hybrids. Many of them being killed and prayed upon. My family had influence.

“My mother coming from a prestigious family. My father from a line of brilliant scientists. When they took a stand saying that hybrids were just like us, people were starting to listen to them. They were starting to look at hybrids not as a threat but as people who were misunderstood. Even hybrids themselves started to teach people about their ways and how to interact with them. That is… until the son of the hyena family who was staying with us attacked. He was going through his early teenage years which you know is the most crucial. Animal instincts are at a high. I saw the room that he stayed in when I was older. There were claw marks all over the room. The pillows and beds that he shredded were still in the room. Wood carved deeply by the slash marks he left behind.

“When my mother was killed, my father went mad. It was like a switch went off in his head and everything that he thought was right was wrong. He claimed that if my mother was a hybrid as well, she could have fought back, but she was left a helpless human. One day… I ripped out the needles,” your fingers move over the tight raised skin. “I ran from the room in the facility and tried to find my way out. I had only spent two years in my family’s home after I was born. Up until the age of eight, the white washed tiled walls and hospital bed was all I knew. I ran down every hall I could. Every staircase going lower and lower into the building. I came across a room that had different kinds of people in their hybrid forms. They were in these long glass encasings. Floating around in liquids, like a child in their mother’s womb. I don’t know what they were doing but those people…” you choke back a cry.

Jeno’s arms wrap around you securely, your tears falling uncontrollably onto your cheeks. The memories you’ve tried to push back into the farthest recesses of your mind now gushing to the forefront of your mind like a geyser. As soon as you could be free from your families grasps you didn’t look back. Staying only in the areas that were known for their low hybrid counts. Keeping yourself away from anything that reminded you of home – of the place that was a prison to innocent people and yourself.

“I ran from that room,” you pull back from him when you start to calm down. “I finally found a door to the outside. The light blinded me as I took my first steps onto the grass. The minute I walked away from the facility and out into the light, there was a growl. So low, so cruel that it had me frozen. I turned in its direction and when I did –” pulling back your hair you show the huge bite mark on your neck, the individual teeth still showing clearly all these years later.

Jeno’s hand moves up to your neck cupping the unmarked side gently. The thumb of his other hand skimming over the scarred skin. His lips going into a tight line. His brows knitting together, his eyes trembling. The heat from his body was radiating off of him, consuming you in his anger.

“Do you hate us?” He asks in a whisper.

Lowering your head, you hide your face from his. “I don’t trust…hybrids…or humans…” you confess.

“And me?” He grabs your chin with the side of his thumb and index finger, tilting your head up to look into his eyes. “Do you trust me? Do you hate me?”

Tears spring to your waterline. “I-I…d-don’t want to trust you…but I…”

Leaning down Jeno’s lips press over your eyes, kissing away the tears before they fall onto your cheeks. He moves back, his tongue skating over his lips – tasting the saltiness of your tears. “Would you find it weird if I say I can sense how I make you feel?” He moves his fingers from your chin, sliding them down your body before they land on your waist.

“Yes,” you say flatly.

A bright smile spreads over his face, a small chuckle emitting from him. “The moment I crashed into you, I had this feeling that I’ve been waiting for you,” he pulls you closer to him, your hips resting against his. “Something about you, even now with the way your heart is beating so quickly. How I can feel the heat from your body,” one of his hands slides across your back quickening the beat of your heart. “Everything about you is all consuming…” He leans down to you brushing his lips against the apple of your cheek.

“J-Jeno…” you press the palms of your hands against his chest, the muscles contracting at your touch.

“Master…” he whispers by your ear.

“Pl-Please…”

He places a feathery light kiss on your ear, “what?”

“What are you doing?” Your voice comes out breathy.

“I want to play with my beautiful, master,” he smiles against your neck.

Sliding his lips down the side of your neck, leaving gentle kisses against your pulse that was spiraling out of control. Moving lower his lips ghost over the scars from the bite mark. Gripping his shirt tightly your eyes clamp shut. A wetness glosses over the scarring before a kiss was placed against each bumpy tooth mark.

“Does my master want to play with me?” He asks as he kisses a line up to your jaw, nipping lightly at your chin.

Shivering against his lips your eyes open to a blurry room before you – your mind in a heavy cloud. “I-Is th-this why you had me c-come back here?”

Pulling you against him completely. Jeno wraps the chain from his leash around your body, gripping the end in his hand tightly. His eyes scan over your face. Unreadable eyes look into yours as they travel down over your cheeks, your nose, and land for a few seconds on your lips. Your tongue skates over your lips, wetting them as your body keeps warming from the strange hold Jeno has on you.

“I believe I told you a little birdie told me to visit you. According to Mark, the bachelorette wanted me to be her companion for the night, but Mark said I had a previous engagement.” He bends his head down to you, his lips brushing across your cheek till they land on your ear. “Guess who he said I was claimed by?”

“Wh-What?!” You gasp. “I-I-I never…”

Chuckling Jeno places the lightest kiss on your cheek. “I know that…but your friends didn’t. Mark had a feeling that we’d be cute together,” he rests his nose on yours. “He said when I was dancing you couldn’t keep your eyes off me.” His teases his tone light and airy.

A growl comes from deep inside of your throat. Not only did you have to deal with your friend who set you up with Mark being your ‘tour guide’ but now Mark had the nerve to set you up with Jeno.

“I’m happy Mark intervened. When I came off the stage and saw you, your heart started beating faster. You even started to get fidgety and sweaty.” He chuckles rocking you in his arms. “It was cute. Most women reek of desperation and lust. They start drooling the moment we enter a room, but you…” he pulls back smirking. “You were having an inner turmoil. Like you didn’t want to look at me. You were trying so hard to look anywhere else but at me. You were even trying hard to stop your body from reacting. To slow down your beating heart and the heat coming to your face.” His smirk disappears from his face.

“Now that I know the reason,” he places his forehead against yours. “And I want to say that I am so sorry for what you went through. No one deserves to be treated that way. Especially by their own father. What he did to you –” Jeno’s voice drifts off as the hand resting on your hip tightens around you. “If I ever saw him, I’d give that bastard a piece of my mind. But I guess I shouldn’t be too angry. If you didn’t experience all of that pain it wouldn’t have led you here. All I ask is that you don’t take what happened to your mother and yourself as an example of how all of us act.

“Yes, our animal instincts do get the better of us sometimes. Normally that is when we aren’t properly trained by our families or a guardian. Or, when we or our loved ones are threatened. I’m so thankful that you told me what happened to you. It seems like you don’t talk about that experience and for you to feel comfortable enough to tell me, a hybrid, it means a lot to me.”

Pulling back from you he stares into your eyes. Nothing but softness and kindness in them. His own eyes seeming red and watery. Thinking you’re just seeing things you swear it looked as if he was going to cry.

“Since you told me what happened to you, I want to make sure you can see and feel just how amazing hybrids can be.” He growls and bites the air playfully making you giggle lightly. “So, I ask you once more…do you want to play with me, master?”

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Staring up at Jeno you wonder how exactly you got into this position. Saying yes to his request of wanting to play with him – you didn’t think he would act upon the question so quickly. His body hovering over yours your eyes tremble in fear but also…anticipation. Licking his lips, he bites them gently. Sitting in between your legs, he holds himself up by his arms, the muscles and veins bulging out. Tempting you to reach out and touch him.

“H-How often do you do this?” You turn from him as embarrassment comes over you. Having a complete stranger in such a position with you – a primal lust in their eyes as they stared you down like a piece of meat. This was not something you were used to.

“Never.” He says matter-of-factly.

A gasp comes from you. “N-Never?”

He lowers his body to yours. His lips barely touching your skin as they skid across your neck. “We’re not prostitutes you know,” he glances up at you an amused grin on his face.

Full on embarrassment crashes into you like a wave hitting the shore. Drowning you in misery. Not meaning to sound rude and definitely not insinuating that he was a prostitute – you grab one of his pillows from behind you, placing it securely over your face. Perhaps death by your own suffocation will help relieve you off this humiliation.

“Awe c’mon,” he chuckles pulling the pillow away from over your face. “It was cute. Everything about you is cute.” He grinds his hips into yours gently testing the waters. The sudden movement makes a squeak come from you. Rocking his hips into yours once more you stifle back the next squeak that wants to come from you. “No one is back here; you don’t have to be quiet.” He kisses along your jawline.

“I-I’m ju-just…” a soft whimper escapes you when Jeno nips at the bottom of your neck. “I d-don’t do th-this kind of stuff…” you manage to say in between whimpers.

Jeno’s lips stop rigidly against your collarbones. Sitting up, his eyes wide in shock he gulps deeply. “A-Are you a virgin?” He asks you.

“No, I just…I don’t get into bed with a person I met not even two hours ago.”

Sighing deeply Jeno chuckles, “neither do I, but… there is a first time for everything…” He lowers his face down to yours, his lips just inches from your own. “I’d like to believe that you were brought here for a reason,” his warm breath cascades down onto your face and lips. “And I’d like to think that reason was for me,” his lips now barely touching your own he doesn’t move any closer. “I would really like to kiss you right now,” his eyes raise to stare into your own. “May I?”

Your heart now banging against your chest to be set free. To swirl around the room in euphoria. To squeal in joy and ecstasy and to fly smack into Jeno’s face giving him a huge kiss – like one would do in a cartoon. In one swift movement you wrap your hand around the leash that was still attached to Jeno’s collar – yanking him the mere centimeters down to your lips, you have your first ever kiss with a hybrid. Kissing a hybrid was the last thing you’d think you’d be doing but there was something about Jeno that made you want to try. He made you want to do the very things your friend mentioned. To touch his ears and see his reaction. To blow on them to bite them to kiss them. To see how he would crumble and how he would lose all his human nature and take you into his arms and bury himself deep inside of you.

Jeno lowers his body on top of yours. His lips moving over yours hungrily. The kiss becoming wet and messy as you both start to lose control. Reaching behind him you unbuckle the collar that was starting to jab at the base of your neck. When the studded leather falls into your hand you move it off to the side, Jeno lifting his body up so you can move the chain as well. The moment the collar and chain comes off, you wrap a hand around Jeno’s neck, pulling him closer to you. Wanting every single part of your body to be touching his.

“Ahhh…” you moan gently when Jeno’s hips move against yours roughly.

As your lips are parted, the moans not stopping any time soon, Jeno uses the opportunity to slide his tongue into your mouth. His tongue roams over yours expertly. Gliding over your teeth, making sure to explore as much of your mouth as he can. Growling against your lips when you nip his tongue playfully, he grips your chin, keeping your face in place. He lips leave yours and travel over your cheeks. Your moans getting louder when his tongue glazes over the scars on your neck.

“What hybrid did this to you?” He mumbles against your neck, kissing over your scars with such love that you were already melting underneath him.

“W-Wolf…” you moan, your hips bucking up to meet his. “A wolf pup around my age…”

Stilling against your neck once again, Jeno becomes rigid. Feeling the sudden change in him you slide your fingers through his hair – the tips of your fingers brushing against his ear. Springing up from you, Jeno stares down at you with shaking eyes.

“What’s wrong?” You ask in a lustful fog. “Why did you stop?”

“I-I’m a w-wolf…” His chest heaves heavily.

Nodding you reach up to him, “I know…”

Holding your hands in his Jeno keeps you from pulling him down. “Are you okay with this?” His tone serious and stern.

“Yes, please…just touch me…”

Staring down at you as you crumble to feel him against you. The cold of his room making goosebumps form on your skin. You’ve never been like this with any man before. Wanting to be consumed by someone in every sense of the word. Your body was aching to feel Jeno’s on you again. Just as you were about to speak, your hands are hoisted above your head, your elbows bending so your arms wouldn’t be pressed against your ears. Holding you firmly in one hand, Jeno uses the other to stroke your cheek. Your face leaning into his touch.

Giving you a small smile, not big enough to reach up to his eyes but gentle enough to know that everything was going to be okay. The pad of his thumb sweeps over your skin before he moves his hand down to the bottom of your jaw. Lifting your neck up for him he continues his journey down your neck. With feather-like touches he runs his fingers along your collarbone – his eyes fixated on the way your chest rises and falls from his touch. His hand moves to the side of your body, your own body twisting so he can touch more of you. The tips of his fingers graze over the side of your breast. Wetting your lips you lean into his touch, desperately wanting him to touch you the way you haven’t been touched in some time. His hand slides over your breast completely, your shirt bunching up as he grips over the soft flesh tightly.

You start to whine when he massages your breast your hips start moving against his. His hand doesn’t linger for long as he continues to travel down your body. Your arms struggle against his hand that is holding them in place, but his strength surpasses your own. The hand that travels down your body rests on your pelvic bone – lifting your shirt up slightly to reveal your stomach. Tickling your skin, he runs his hand up under your shirt to your breasts when a sudden warmth washes over your core. Jeno’s bottom lip snags under his teeth. He growls lowly, his eyes burning a hole into your form. Reaching your breasts his chilling fingers grip onto your breast that is held captured by your bra.

“J-Jeno, please…” you whimper. “I want to touch you…” you pull your arms but he still doesn’t free your hands.

“I think it’s better for now if I keep your hands right where they are,” he smirks. “If you touch me right now… I won’t be able to control myself.”

 Wriggling beneath him you twist your body. “I don’t want you to control yourself.”

“And what do you want me to do fuck you into the mattress?”

Letting out a cry of desperation your head nods quickly. “Yes, please! I want to feel you buried deep inside of me! I want to touch you and kiss you. Please!”

“Shit…” Jeno pushes your wrists down hard into the mattress before pulling his hand away. “Fuck it!”

And with that you were freed. Springing up to your knees you practically pounce on top of him, pushing him onto his back at the foot of the bed. A deep chuckle comes from his chest, his hands resting on your waist. Holding his face in your hands you start to kiss him desperately. Your lips molding with his seamlessly. His grip on you tightens. His nails digging into your skin. Your hips start to grind on top of his, wanting to feel the friction between your legs. As your hips move more aggressively beneath you, you feel Jeno’s hardening bulge hitting against your heated core. Parting your lips from his, you sit up – lifting your shirt over your head you throw it off to the side. Jeno’s eyes widening at your almost topless form.

“So beautiful,” he grinds his hips up to yours making you moan.

Holding onto you, Jeno sits up and you rid him of his shirt as well. The moment his muscular body is revealed you can’t control your hands from wandering all over his chest and abs. Feeling the strength from his trapezius muscles, down to his deltoids, to his biceps, triceps, across his pectorals; EVERYWHERE he was pure muscle. Everything about him was drawing you in. His smell, his touch, his physique. You couldn’t get enough of him. Pushing him back down onto the bed, you lower your face down to him – your tongue gliding along the side of his neck.

“Fuck! Th-that feels so fucking good…” he lets out a guttural growl.

Kissing and nipping at his neck Jeno’s moans fill the room. No matter where your lips traveled along his neck, his moans just got louder and when you licked over his Adam’s Apple his back arched up from the bed, his chest pushing against yours. Smiling against his skin you start to suck on the taut flesh mark not only the spot for future reference but marking him as your own. You move from his neck down to his chest. Your lips moving along his broaden form. Sliding your hands down over his pectorals your fingers graze his nipples gently. Once again, his back arches from the bed at the strange sensation.

“Shit!” He curses when your fingers brush over his nipples again.

Giggling you sit up smirking at him. “Like that?” You slither your index finger down from his chest to his abs. Your finger going over every ridge and bump that is chiseled deeply into his stomach.

He licks his lips before biting down on them. “Mmhmm, felt so good, master,” he smirks as he stares you down. Rolling your eyes, at him calling you master, you lift your hips up and slide your hand between your legs to rub over his growing bulge. The moment you touch him his eyes roll to the back of his head. “Fuck…” he lets out a long moan.

As you rub over his bulge your mouth starts to water. He was so big. Butterflies swirl around in your stomach as wetness pools at your core. Wanting to feel him inside you already you shimmy down to his thighs. Unbuckling and unbuttoning his belt and pants you slide your hand inside, feeling his length completely.

“Sh-Shit!” Jeno curses. He props himself up on his elbows to watch you. “Please don’t tease…” his lips are parted, his chest becoming pink as he pants.

Sliding off to the side of him, you tug gently on Jeno’s pants and briefs. He lifts his hips up and for the first time in your life you try your best not to hurt his tail. Your eyes and nose scrunching as you pull his clothing down past his hips. Once his tail is freed, he kicks his pants and briefs off to the floor. Turning back to him your mouth hangs open. Already grabbing hold of his length Jeno pumps himself with his hand.

Seeing him in all of his glory your legs squish together tightly. Never has a man looked so beautiful. He was perfect. Like he was sculpted by the Gods. An Adonis made just for you. Jeno’s eyes roll into the back of his head as he continues to stroke down his length. You’ve never seen a man pleasure himself before and especially not in front of you. Your legs sliding out to the sides, you sit in a submissive pose – watching in awe as this perfect creature pleases himself.

Continuously licking your lips and swallowing the saliva that threatens to fall onto his bedsheets your breathing becomes erratic. Wanting to reach out to him and touch him but finding the scene in front of you to amazing to interrupt your hand finds itself between your legs. Pressing down harshly on your clothed wet core causing you let out a cry. Hearing you Jeno sees you, his hand stopping.

“Come here, master…” he holds out his hand. Crawling over to him, he sits up into a seated position. Wrapping his arms around your waist he holds you tightly against him. “Need a little attention?” He asks in such a cute pouty voice that you end up nodding like an innocent little girl. Jeno presses his face against your stomach, kissing over your tummy lightly. Without notice you feel a hand slide between your thighs that has you jerking your hips. “So responsive,” he chuckles against your stomach. “Is my master wet?” He slides his hand over your waiting core.

“Y-Yes,” you let out a breathy moan.

Nipping your tummy Jeno’s hand disappears from between your legs, leaving you feeling stranded. Unbuckling your jeans, he slides them down your legs, but stops when he sees your pink laced under. “Sexy underwear, huh?” He smirks. “You sure you didn’t know you were coming here?”

Pouting you look away from him. “They’re my favorite,” you grumble. “Had nothing to do with coming here or not.”

“You’re so…fucking…cute,” he kisses the exposed part of your panties making you gasp. Jeno slides your pants down to your knees before he pushes you back onto your back. Taking your pants off you, you’re now left in your matching pink laced bra and panties. His eyes roam over your body. As his gaze slides down you, your arms start to wrap over your stomach, your legs clenching together. “Awe, my master is feeling shy,” he slides down onto his stomach giving you a nice view of his tight ass and tail. “How did I get so lucky?” He spreads your legs.

“Wh-What…” you stutter when he pulls you closer to his face. “W-Wait!” Your hands go down to cover your womanhood.

“No!” He swats your hands making you yelp. “My master said she needs attention,” he moves your hands despite you trying to keep them over you. “Fuck…” he snarls. “My master really is wet,” he looks up at you, his tail starting to wag. Leaning in he sniffs over your underwear. His eyes roll to the back of his head. “Mmmm…and you smell so fucking good too,” his ears twitch in anticipation.

“J-Jeno…” you whine embarrassed.

“I can’t help it,” he kisses the inside of your thighs. “I knew you would smell amazing,” he places a kiss over the wet spot of your panties. His tongue wets his lips and simultaneously tastes some of your wetness. “Sh-Shit…” he growls. Pushing your panties to the side Jeno dives in eagerly.

“A-AHHHH!!!!” You cry out into his room, your hands gripping onto his bed sheets tightly.

Jeno’s tongue swirls around your soaking wet pussy like a mad man. Sucking harshly on your clit your hips rise from the bed. Placing his hand on your hip he presses you back down, a smile on his face. Pulling you closer to him, you lift your leg in the air. His arm wraps around your leg, his hand resting on your breast. Slurping down on your pussy your hand clutches around his hair, the top of his fluffy gray ear tickling your inner thigh.

“J-J-Jeno!!!!” You pant. Your hips move faster against his mouth.

Gripping your breast tightly Jeno flicks his tongue over your clit igniting a fire in your stomach. Pushing him down onto your pussy more you hold him in place – hips moving savagely you grind against his tongue and lips. A familiar pressure building in your stomach. It had been months since you felt this pressure, this lust, this ecstasy.

“Fuck! Jeno!!!” You scream as you near your orgasm.

Without warning Jeno pulls away from you. A cry leaves your lips from the lost of his mouth on you. Sitting himself up he pulls you to him. A mischievous gleam in his eyes he hoists your hips onto his, his cock flush against your ass. Sitting up not knowing what he was planning, he grips your thighs tightly in his hands.

“Lay back, master.” He tells you. “I’m not done with you yet.”

The sparkling glint in his eyes has you leaning back onto the bed, your legs propping yourself up from having your full weight on him. Gripping your upper thighs tightly in his hands he hoists your legs up into the air. Your body folding in half, your knees by your ears. Completely exposed to him, a warmth burns over your whole body. Sitting on his knees, Jeno holds onto the sides of your legs as he drips some of his saliva down onto your pussy.

“Jeno…” you whimper. With his eyes on you, he sticks out his tongue. Your walls contracting eagerly as you wait for him to glide his tongue on your pussy, but instead his tongue slides over your rim. “JENO!!!!” You scream, your legs flailing a little in the air. Pushing your legs back more, Jeno prods at your clenching hole.

Smirking as you come undone in front of him, your eyes rolling back into your head – Jeno slides his hand between your opened legs and rubs over your clit, while his tongue works your asshole. Trembling underneath him your hand reaches out to him. Intertwining your fingers together with his, Jeno spits on your clenching hole, some of his spit spilling to your quivering entrance.

“You taste so fucking good,” he flicks his tongue all over your rim as his fingers continue to rub over your pussy.

Panting heavily your mind starts to go to mush, the pressure building up in your stomach once again. “Ahhhh!!!! Y-Yes…” you start to quiver terribly. Goosebumps decorate your skin. A loud whine emits from the back of your throat before it’s cut off – eyes finding refuge in the back of your head, you start to jerk around, your climax hitting you hard and fast.

“Yes, that’s it…cum for me...” Jeno moves from your tight clenched hole to your dripping entrance slurping up your arousal. “You’re so fucking tasty,” he buries his face into your pussy, your body still shaking in his hold. “I can eat you all night,” he mumbles against your wet folds. Jeno slides his tongue from your entrance to your clit. Placing a gentle kiss against your throbbing bundle of nerves. Satisfied he lowers your legs back down.

Wriggling in ecstasy, Jeno slides back before pulling you up to him. Holding you tightly in his arms your lips move over each other’s messily. Tasting your arousal on his lips. You glide your tongue over his soaking wet lips tasting your essence. When you’ve cleaned him up, Jeno pulls back but not before nipping at your bottom lip. His eyes are dark. Pupils dilated as he lowers you down onto the bed. Grabbing hold of your leg, he gets on his knees, his cock resting against your folds.

“I can’t wait any longer,” he spits into his hand and rubs over his length. “You sure you want to do this?” He asks rubbing his cock between your wet folds.

Moving your hips up to feel his cock on your clit more your eyes become hazy with lust. “J-Just fuck me already…” you whine.

Smiling wolfishly, Jeno positions himself at your entrance. “As you wish, master.” You hold onto your leg, giving him as much space as you can. Rubbing the head of his cock over your clit your body wiggles in expectancy. With one final thrust between your wet folds, Jeno slides into you. “Shit…” he hisses. His head falls back a deep aggressive growl filling his room. “You feel so fuck…ing…good…” he draws out.

Sliding in and out of you gently, Jeno allows you to get used to his size. As he slides his length into you, your hands find solace on your breasts – gripping and massaging them. Tired of your bra you arch your back and unclip the clasp. Feeling relief as your torture device drops somewhere on the floor you relish in the feeling of Jeno inside of you. Your hands gripping onto your nipples tightly – Jeno quickens his movements. His cock finally burying deep inside of you.

“Y-Yes…” you grasp your breasts in your hands. “Deeper…fuck me deeper…” Repositioning himself, Jeno holds himself up with his arms on both of your sides, his hips slamming into yours forcefully. “Fuck!!!” You squeak. 

“You like the feeling of my cock inside of you?” Jeno asks as his hips ram into yours.

“Mmm…yes,” your tongue skates over your lips. “You’re so fucking big,” you clench around him as the memory of him stroking his cock comes to your mind. “So…fucking…big…” Your hips start to move, meeting each of his thrusts.

“Shit,” Jeno slams his hips into yours deeply before pulling out slowly. Your body curls up, a scream not passing your throat when he slams into you again. “Deep enough, master?” He chuckles. “Can’t even scream, can you?” He leans forward, his lips hovering over yours. “Is my cute little master already fucked out?” He quickens his movements.

Not able to form any coherent words your arms fall from your breasts as Jeno uses your soaking core for his pleasure. How one man could have you speechless and fucked stupid when he’s just started was beyond you. Leaning down Jeno presses a gentle kiss on your lips.

“Ah-Ahhh!!! Yes,” you cry out when his cock rubs over your g-spot. “D-Do that again,” you plead.

Slowly sliding himself inside of you, Jeno tries to locate your g-spot again. As he pumps himself in and out of you, your hand travels down to your bundle of nerves. Rubbing over your clit you start to twitch beneath him. “THERE!” You scream out when his cock hits the sensitive spot inside of you. “Again! Please!” Propping himself up by his fists, Jeno rams his cock inside of you. Your eyes start to cross as the pressure builds up in your stomach again. “Yes! Yes! Don’t stop!!!” Your head falls back onto his bed.

Your fingers rub over your clit furiously as your orgasm comes and hits you like a freight train. “FUCK!!!!” You screech your whole body twisting below him.

“SH-SHIT!” You hear him curse as your walls clench around him in a constrictors grip. “R-Relax, master,” Jeno chuckles. “You’re about to squeeze the life out of my dick,” he kisses the corner of your mouth a huge smile on his face.

“Mmmm…sorry…” a little giggle leaves you. “Just felt so good…”

 As you come down from your high, Jeno’s hips move against yours lightly. His lips travel from the corner of your mouth down to the base of your neck. When your hips start to move with his again, Jeno’s eyes bare into yours. “Get on your hands and knees, master,” he licks and nips the base of your neck. “I want to fuck you from behind.” Not protesting whatsoever, aside from the lose of Jeno’s cock inside of you – you roll over onto your hands and knees. “Mmm, yes…” Jeno’s large hands grip your hips.

Leaning forward you push your hips back towards his cock. Sliding into you once again you mewl at being filled again. Immediately you start pushing back against him as he starts fucking you from behind. His hands slide up your back and grip you right under your rib cage. “Fuck, master…” he growls. “Your pussy feels so fucking good…”

Jeno gives your ass a little slap which causes you to push back onto him, burying his cock deep inside of you. Both of you hiss, his nails digging deep into your skin. Wanting to feel him deeper inside of you, you start grinding your hips against his. “Fuck me deeper, Jeno!” You move against him quickly. Leaning back onto his arms and legs he thrusts his hips up into you, giving you a new sensation. “Y-Yes…deeper…deeper…” you fall forward your face resting on the bed. “So, fucking good…”

Breathy groans spill past Jeno’s lips. His thrusts starting to slow down. “Shit…” he pulls out rubbing his cock against your folds.

“Mmm…no…” you whine shaking your ass like a wanton slut. “Why’d you stop?”

“Don’t want to cum until you’ve ridden me...” He pumps his cock in his hand slowly. “Your pussy is so good I was about to cum.” Turning around you push him onto his back lightly. “Love my dick that much, huh?” He chuckles as you straddle him.

“Yes, I do.” You rest your hands on his chest, sliding his cock between your wet folds.

“Master…” Jeno grips your hips tightly. “Please…” his eyes clench tightly. Smirking you reach behind you, clasping his cock at the base. Positioning him at your entrance you slide back, his cock entering you once more. “Yes…” he growls. “Love your wet… pussy…”

Sitting up you grind your hips down onto him in quick deep movements. His cock disappearing completely inside of you. Your hands resting on his chest as you continue sliding down onto him quickly and pulling up slowly. Jeno’s hips raise as you go to slide down onto him – his cock just grazing your g-spot again. “Sh-Shit…” you curse.

You fall forward, your brain and body no longer trying to hold out for him so he can fuck you a little longer. Moving your hips as fast as you can your pussy swallows Jeno’s cock. Holding onto your waist Jeno’s whimpers fill the room making you move your hips faster. Slamming down as hard as you can in the process.

“Fuck, I love your cock so fucking much,” you cry out, your legs starting to tremble. Lifting his hips up with his legs, Jeno starts to thrust deep inside of you. “Y-Yes!” You all but collapse on top of him, your breasts smothering his face. As Jeno kisses and nips between your breasts your eyes land on his ears. Sucking in a bit of air, not doing a great job as he rams his dick into your pussy like a mad man – you blow gently on his ears.

“Ahhh!!!” Jeno whimpers below you. “M-Master…” his arms wrap around your waist tightly, his hips slamming into yours violently. Taking this as a positive you lower your head and place a gentle kiss on the inside of his fluffy gray ears. “Wh-What are you…” he gasps when you place another kiss onto his ears. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” He buries his face between your breasts his hips moving uncontrollably. Doing the last thing your friend mentioned, you turn your head to the side and clamp down gently on Jeno’s ear. “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!!”

Barreling inside of you, you try your best to hold onto the fluffy fur of Jeno’s ear. His arms crushing you down against him as he starts to use you as his personal fuck doll. No longer caring about your pleasure he drives his cock deep inside of you that you’re sure you’re going to be walking weird for at least a couple of days. As his hips move unevenly you open your mouth, still keeping most of his ear between your lips – you lick along the inside rim.

“SHIT!!!!!!” Jeno grunts as he bucks his hips deep inside of you. “A-Ahhh!!!” With his dick still inside of you, his warm cum shoots into your pussy. Keeping a firm hold of his fluffy ear your hips jerk on top of his as your filled up. “Shit…” he holds onto you tightly his hips bucking up into yours as he rids himself of as much of his cum as possible.

Letting go of his ear you kiss the top of his head lovingly. Humming softly, Jeno’s arms loosen around you allowing you to sit up. With a goofy satisfied grin on his face, you give his lips a gentle kiss.

“Mmm…” the grin doesn’t leave his lips as he kisses you back. “So glad Mark intervened,” he chuckles. Wrapping you in a tight embrace he rolls you both over, his cock still buried inside of you. “I hope you know I’m not going to let you go,” his eyes sparkle in the sweetest way.

Wrapping your legs around him, your heels resting on his firm ass you pucker your lips for another kiss. Jeno, obliging, gives you such a sweet and tender kiss that you start melting in his hold. A low hum comes from you, your hips starting to rock against his. Pulling back astonished Jeno smirks, “damn…are you sure you didn’t get turned into a hybrid or something?” He reaches his hand up, messing up your hair. “Let’s check for some ears.”

“J-Jeno!!!” You giggle swatting his hand away.

“What? You literally milked my cock dry and you still want more,” he grinds his hips into yours making you gasp. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were a rabbit hybrid.”

Cocking an eyebrow a smirk playing on your lips, “I’ve always liked rabbits.” You wink at him.

His grin falls. “You’re never going to talk to Jaemin again, you got that?”

“I can handle that.” Reaching up you stroke his hair gently. “He’s too flirty for my liking anyway.”

Leaning into your touch Jeno smiles, “and what pray tell is your type?”

Playing with a strand of his hair you tuck it behind his ear. “Hmmm…someone kind, has a job – that’s super important, I don’t want to be the only way bringing home the bacon.” Jeno chuckles over you. “Well, obviously they need to knock me off my feet. Literally and figuratively. Oh! And the most crucial requirement,” you motion for him to come down closer to you. Arching your neck up you whisper into his ear, “he needs to have fluffy gray ears and a tail.”

Not saying a single word, Jeno cups your cheek in his hand. His eyes looking back into yours sweetly but with life and fire. Bending down he kisses you tenderly. Falling into Jeno’s spell once again your mind is clear of everything and anything that isn’t related to him. Giving your lips a few pecks, Jeno pulls away.

“Will you be my master, for real?” He whispers gently.

Your eyes widen as you look up at Jeno shocked. He had to be joking. This was just a one-time thing, wasn’t it? A quick roll in the hay before you both go about your lives and forget about each other. And yet, as you look into his eyes you don’t see any signs of him joking. He can’t be serious though. You didn’t even live in the area; you were two hours away and there was no way you could afford an apartment in the city even if you did want…

“What would being your master entail?” Your legs slide down from around his waist.

Sitting up, Jeno slides out of you slowly. A sense of loneliness hits you as his cock is now longer inside of you. His eyes don’t leave your pulsing core as you yourself feel some of his cum spill from you. Licking his lips Jeno looks back at you.

“We date,” he smiles brightly. “I want you to be my girlfriend is what I’m saying. I mean yeah, we’ll have to go through the proper channels, sign a few documents but after what just happened –” Jeno pauses his ears twitching in the cutest way. “I don’t want you to walk out of that door and head back to your friends and disappear forever. Like I said I don’t do this kind of thing at all. It’s just with you,” he leans forward his nose brushing against your neck. “Everything about you makes me want to spend more time with you. The way you smell, the way you sound, the way you taste –” he licks a line from the base of your neck up to your chin. A shiver courses through you from the small action.

“I’ve never felt this way before. I know you hate hybrids and stuff but I want to change that for you. Even if I’m the only hybrid you trust I can live with that. All I’m asking for is a chance.”

“I do like you, Jeno. And…” you smile bashfully. “I agree... After what we just did…there is no way I’d be able to keep you from my mind. I may not be the best girlfriend in the beginning, but if you’re willing to take a chance with me then I’m willing to take a chance as well.” Smirking you glance down at your discarded clothes. “I mean we did fuck already, so why not?”

Laughing Jeno wraps you in a hug, his tail wagging back and forth enthusiastically. “Next time,” he whispers in your ear. “We’ll make love.” Kissing your earlobe, he pulls away from you. “So,” he jumps up from the bed grabbing both of your clothes from the floor. “Since you’re now my girlfriend and my master,” he sends a seductive look your way. “When do I move in?”

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😘🥳HAPPY BIRTHDAY LEE JENO 🎈🎂

☆ ahhh...this was sooooo fun to write! happy b-day jeno! 🥹🥲 seriously love this guy so much! he deserves nothing but the best in the world! i hope you all enjoyed the story! would you want a wolf hybrid jeno in your life? 😉 ☆

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Like just, lixie being embarrassed that hes bricked up on a date, in tight pants no less, but you cant stop staring. Practically drooling at him -🦇

Better yet, you start playing with him under the table while there are dozens of people around who could look over and easily see what you're doing. Felix would probably whine quietly, trying to get you to stop while also trying to get you to go faster. He can't choose whether he wants to cum or get you to stop so he can have a better orgasm at home.