I Cannot Stop Thinking Of Seob With A Daddy Kink!!! Help Me Oh My God I Think It's Very Minor For Him

i cannot stop thinking of seob with a daddy kink!!! help me oh my god 😭 i think it's very minor for him (he isn't really into the dom daddy aspect) but it just slips out of you once while he's stretching you & he begssss you to say it again & again & again!!! activates his breeding kink fr

i totally agree w u anon! i don’t think it would be appealing to him in the traditional dominance kind of way, but more of just a spur of the moment thing you babble out that makes him go a little insane.. i don’t think he’d refer to himself as it in dirty talk either, but if u decide to call him that occasionally when he’s fucking u particularly well he’d have literal heart eyes.. and i feel the same way about jongseob and breeding, i don’t think it’s appealing to him in the “i wanna get you pregnant” kind of way, but more like?? my gf trusts me so much to let me cum inside??

i just love how seob always looks like he's high off his head. it's his eyes n it's so attractive. the way he moves, smiles, smirks he's so smooth n aloof ugh he knows he's got it. lowkey feel like we wouldn't get along irl n that just makes me want him even more ??? n his sense of style ?? those baggy jeans n teeny tiny tank tops ??? like i need him

anon ur so right.. this is why i wrote him as a stoner in my car sex headcannons because his eyes are always so drowsy it’s so sexy 🙈 and his style is soooo boy .. i really need to write a full-fledged stoner!seob fic soon i think it’s needed 😵‍💫😵‍💫

and his smirk ughhhhhh with his little canine tooth peeking out.. his vibe is just so sexy i fear 😕

WHAT DID ANON MEAN BY DEFENDING FAT FETISHISERS 😭😭😭 hope you’re doing alright rosa!! i <3 your fics

i have no clue! but i’m doing good thank u so much <333

IT’S SO OVER.

Say Please ✩ kjs

📖pairing: afab!reader x jongseob

📖genre: au, dominant kim jongseob, smut

📖rating: 18+

📖 summary:

📖warnings: anal sex, anal fingering, bossy/dominant jongseob, spitting in mouth, finger sucking, praise, spanking, aftercare, clitoral orgasm, very light choking, aftercare

📖word count: 1.1k

“Open,” Jongseob demanded, and you opened your mouth, his hand firmly pressed to your throat. He spit into your mouth, then kissed you, forcing you to swallow. Not that you wouldn’t have done it anyway. You were equally disgusted and aroused by the act. 

“Now, turn over. On your knees, ass up for me. Good girl,” he purred as you arched your back, baring yourself to him while he prepped himself (and you) with the lube from the nightstand. You’d already stretched your asshole for him before he came over, so as he slipped a finger easily into you, he hummed in approval. 

“Looks like someone’s been playing with themselves without me,” he said, slipping another finger inside you. “Were you so desperate to take my cock that you couldn’t help yourself? Had to get all ready for me?” he asked with a mocking tone, slipping in a third and eliciting a strained moan from you. 

“I asked you a question,” he said as he slapped your ass, the sensation electrifying, combined with his fingers inside you. 

“Mhm,” you replied breathlessly as he started moving his fingers in and out of you. You squeezed your eyes shut and relished in the sensation. 

“Ah ah ah, use your words,” he ordered, removing his fingers and only just now beginning to fully undress. You rolled your eyes, grateful that he couldn’t see your face. You had a hard time controlling your facial expressions and you’d paid dearly for it in the past. And you were becoming impatient.

“Yes, please just give me your fucking cock alr—“ your sentence ended in a choking gasp as he slammed mercilessly into you, bottoming out but pausing to allow you to catch your breath. You felt a dribble of lube drip down your thigh as you panted into the pillow, getting used to the sensation of him filling you, since it was never quite the same as when you stretched yourself on your own. 

He rubbed your low back gently with one hand while holding onto your hip with the other. “You ready?” he said, his voice much softer and sweeter than before, no doubt affected by the pressure around his erection. “Yeah,” you responded, voice barely a whisper, and you reached back to touch his hand that was resting on your hip. 

You gasped lightly as he pulled out and thrust back into you, and your ego swelled as you heard his breathing from behind you, already labored and needy. He always acted so tough at the start but when he began to unravel, it filled you with a pleasure unreachable with the physical part of sex alone. “ Fuck , you’re so good, y/n. You take me so good,” he said, his voice low and raspier than usual.

Your cunt throbbed at the praise, at the switch in his previous demeanor, at the way you were able to bring him to his knees like this, and you smiled into the pillow before your mouth dropped open in a gasp as his pace began to quicken. Your brain switched off as you laid your head to the side, the room filled with nothing but the sounds of both of your breathing and moans, the soft slap of his hips against your ass. 

His thrusts started becoming sloppier, more desperate, and you knew he was getting close, so you decided to push your hips back up against his, eliciting a low, growling moan as he gripped your hips tighter. “Don’t,” he hissed, and pulled out, shocking you with emptiness as he helped you flip around. 

The sight of him made your stomach flutter: small beads of sweat decorated his soft, tan skin, and his cheeks and bare chest were tinged pink from both exertion and arousal. You were shocked, as always, that so much overwhelming energy could come from someone who looked so delicate, his wavy blonde hair hanging over his eyes and his collarbones protruding beautifully from his chest. These thoughts were cut short as he leaned over you slightly, lids heavy, lining up his erection with your asshole with one hand and swiping his thumb over your bottom lip with his other. 

You opened your mouth obediently and he pushed his thumb into your mouth at the same time that he eased his cock into you. You moaned around his thumb, exhaling out your nose and sucking desperately as he began moving again. “Perfect, just like that,” he praised, and you whined as he removed his thumb and immediately reached down to swipe it across your clit, the instant overstimulation causing your body to jolt, which in turn caused you to clench around him. 

A high-pitched whimper escaped him and you nearly came at the sound, unable to keep yourself from smiling deviously as he scowled at you, which just made you smile bigger. “My bad,” he muttered, and started rubbing more gently, his thumb slick with a mixture of your saliva, the lube, and your own wetness. He continued thrusting and his hand began working faster as you began to fall apart at the stimulation, your nerves on fire, eyes squeezing shut.

You began to see stars as you begged him, “Don’t stop, don’t stop,” and he replied without missing a beat, “Say please.” Your eyes flicked open and although he was barely in a place to be making demands, his breathing becoming more ragged with each thrust, you complied. “Please, Jongseob, don’t stop. Fuck , make me come, please...please…ah!” you cried out as your orgasm ripped through you, a kaleidoscope of sound and sensation exploding from your core, and tears stung your eyes. It was so good. He was always so, so good.

He slowed down his thrusts but didn’t stop, a soft moan escaping you with each one. He hooked his arms under each of your legs and your body went limp as he fucked you, chasing his own orgasm, which came more quickly than you expected. With a last few stuttering thrusts, he trembled and fell forward, nearly onto you, and cried out desperately, his low-pitched voice turning breathy and pathetic. You loved hearing him like this, obsessed with seeing him fall apart. 

Quickly, however, he composed himself, pulling out of you gently and grabbing a warm damp rag to clean you up with. After discarding the rag and rummaging through his overnight bag, he came back to the bed. “Arms up,” he ordered, and you complied quietly as he slipped one of his oversized clean t-shirts onto you and laid you back down on the bed beside him, gathering you into his arms. 

You smiled dumbly into his chest as he kissed your head and rubbed circles into your back. “Perfect, my baby’s so perfect,” he kept repeating as he played with your hair gently, coaxing you eventually to the most restful sleep you’d had in weeks.

stream sad song or i’m never writing again.

HI BESTIE i’ve been in the trenches with school but i hope you’ve been keeping well <33 i need to know ur thots on this seob….. gulps….

don’t even show me this picture. literally woke up for class this morning and started tweaking. something about seob when his hair is wet and he’s wearing tank tops………… YEAH I’M FUCKING HIM 🔥🔥🔥🔥