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txt and you making babies
breeding kink, impregnation, impregnation kink, very romantic!yeonjun haha, lactation kink in soobin’s part, slight degradation in gyu’s part, possessive/clingy/needy!taehyun, sub top!kai
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you and your boyfriend have finally decided to take your relationship a step further, it is something that you both wanted so badly for a while now.
as you two get in bed, you look into his eyes.
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yeonjun:
he feels shivers down his spine as he realizes he was going to go to the nightstand’s drawers to grab a condom. it was like second nature to him. he giggles before looking at you. you look so cute underneath him, your shy smile is a big contrast to the slight droplets already coming out of your pussy from your arousal.
“no condom tonight hm?” you nod with a smile and sigh in pleasure when you feel yeonjun’s fingers prod at your entrance.
“you’re so wet already… you’ve been wanting a baby me in you for a long time right, darling?” you look away from him, so you can’t see his blushing face.
you spread your legs wider and yelp when yeonjun pushes his dick inside of you.
“i-i can’t wait to start a family with you… my love” he stutters out before groaning at your wetness tightening around his cock.
“m-me too…”
soobin:
“ugh… y/n…” he moans out when he gets in, and you follow him right then, letting out a few sets of whimpers of pleasure.
it is the first time you two try to actually get to have a baby. and soobin has many plans regarding once you are pregnant with his baby.
he can’t help looking at you. your eyes are shut tight and you keep moaning as he keeps thrusting his big cock in and out of you.
he is fucking you much more messily than usual because all he can think of is the way you’re gonna look when you’re full with his cum and baby.
your boobs, bouncing up and down while he fucks you, catch his attention now and he leans down to catch one of your nipples in his mouth.
“s-soobin…!” after he licks your nipple swiftly he says;
“when your tits are full with milk… will you give some to me~? y/n? p-please?”
you feel your cheeks heat up at the thought of you breastfeeding soobin.
“p-perv!”
beomgyu:
you are onto all fours, whining as your boyfriend’s quick thrusts keep hitting you so deep inside.
“you like it eh?” beomgyu asks, rolling his hips against your hips, making you cry out again.
you turn your head as well as you can to look at him.
he looks so sexy with sweat running down his toned torso and his fringe hiding his eyes.
“y-yes… i want your baby in me…”
he snickers, picking his pace once more and gripping at your ass cheeks with his calloused hands.
“then just fucking get pregnant baby.”
you shiver at his words which sound like a command.
“i-im trying..!”
one of his arms runs up to your chest to squeeze one of your boobs from behind.
“try harder.”
taehyun:
“taehyun… please keep fucking me…!” you beg out loud.
taehyun starts smirking, feeling precum starting to pool out of his tip.
“yeah? you’ll stay with me right?” you eagerly nod, melting at his smooth yet trembling voice.
“ah… you’re getting wetter even now… all because you want my baby?”
you grab one of taehyun’s wrists reassuringly.
you know your boyfriend’s clinginess frequently got into his dirty talk. and it was always so endearing.
“yes baby… want to be pregnant with your child…” you whisper, moaning as his cock tickles your deep spot.
he chuckles before letting out a higher pitched groan.
“that means you’ll have to stay with me forever… just so you know…”
you nod again, assuring him you’d stay with him.
“you’ll make a perfect mom. with me.” his words sternly echo right into your pussy.
hueningkai:
“babyyyy…” you throw your head back as you repeatedly sit back down on hueningkai’s large cock.
the latter can’t help whimpering when he feels your warmth around him over and over.
his hands get behind your back, grabbing your butt cheeks to put you in a better place.
“i can’t go for much longer y/n… i’m…” hueningkai squeezes his eyes shut as he feels his face reddening.
your hands are resting on your boyfriend’s pecs while you keep riding him.
“me neither… please… cum inside me baby… fill me up…”
your words make him wither underneath and he starts meeting your hips with his.
inside hueningkai’s head all he thinks about is your future together. tears start pooling out of his eyes.
“i’ll cum… y/n… i-i’ll fill you up…! get you… p-pregnant…!” he exclaims, bucking his hips up faster and harder.
when you feel his semen spurt into you, you cry out and reach your climax as well.
his songbird
contents!! yingxing x female reader. prone bone turned missionary. reader is shy :3 dirty talk. lots of teasing!!! sliight dacriphilia. edging. tummy bulge mmmm. petnames: angel, baobei, darling, good girl(?). you call him gege!! ૮꒰˶ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ˶꒱ა
my clit wrote this so this def sucks & not proofread & kinda selfship-coded . . ૮꒰ྀི⊃⸝ ⸝ ⸝⊂꒱ྀིა *runs away*
it's endearing, the way you tighten your hold on the silk sheets, buries the sweet face he's missed so badly into the feather-filled pillow, as if that'd help you to tone down the loud and obscene noises that escape your lungs.
"still so shy, hm?" he coos, slotting himself deeper into your aching cunt, "'s not like this is the first time we've done this, angel,"
too exhausted to form a coherent reply, a whine escapes your lips instead, giving yingxing all the answers he needs. the craftsman reads you like an open book. no matter how much you seldom admit to it, deep down you know that it's the truth—that he always knows what to do with you; the things you'd love to hear and feel, and all the right ways to turn you into putty for him with masterful ease.
such as right now; the way he brings one rough hand down from your breast to your hips, pressing down on the plush skin to stop you from squirming too much, pushing you into the edge and humming in satisfaction at each one of your adorable reaction. it fuels his ego to know that he's the only one who can mold and shape you into such a perfect doll for him to use and fold into any position he'd like.
"i can tell you're loving this. would you like me to go harder, baobei?"
from the mirth oozing from his words, you can already picture him wearing the cheekiest smirk that you so despise to see, waiting for any kind of response—which he's 100% sure will not be a comprehensible one.
"gege, i—please—nghh... i-if you do tha—haaah!" you cried out, hiccuping out little incoherent babbles and dragging your nails across the soaked sheets, seeking for any semblance of relief.
so predictable, he thinks. his lips curl further upward, grinning at your reaction, finding it difficult to resist teasing you further, "use your words, baobei, c'mon—or are you telling me that this is enough to break you?"
and as if to make it worse for you, yingxing rolls his hips up, pushing his pelvic bone flush against the swell of your butt until his leaky cockhead manage to kiss that soft spongy spot inside you, and your back arches alluringly in return, lips quivering in a struggle to keep your voice down—fearing the possibility of alerting the entire neighborhood of the debauched activities you two are engaged in.
your lover presses a series of chaste kisses on your shoulder blade like you are his revered goddess, seemingly unbothered by the sound of your wails and whines bouncing off the walls. if anything, he wants to show you off—after all, not everyone is lucky enough to have such precious songbird in their bed.
"still no answer, huh... need me to stop?" he queried, halting all movements as broad shoulders hunched down to loom over your smaller body, silver strands of hair cascading over your back—perhaps to purposely tickle the sensitive column of your neck, adding more stimulation and drawing out more of your sugary sweet voice he'd swallow like the wine he often shares with the quintet.
(your lover can be quite cruel sometimes.)
"g-gege!" you yelp, using the little energy you have left to find purchase in his arm and spoke between gasps, "no, nonono—don'... don't stop, gege, please... wan' you to go harder..."
(but he's never immune to your adorable pleas.)
he cannot help the chuckle that escapes his lungs, because finally, "that's my good girl—see, that wasn't so hard now, was it?" he croons, large hands finding purchase on your sides to maneuver you on your back, and you swore you felt his length twitches at the mere sight of you—mouth agape with a trail of drool running down the side of your mouth, tears clinging to your lashes and the apple of your cheeks, and—oh.
was that a little bump he's seeing on your tummy?
yingxing went silent for a few seconds, before he slowly—painfully so—slides his palm from down your torso, stopping atop your abdomen and pressing down on the slightly protruding flesh, successfully drawing out the most darling squeal out of your spit-slicked lips, followed by a subtle shudder of your body, "gege—! w-wait..."
the blacksmith pays you no mind as he begins moving again, battering your insides with renewed vigor, thrusting faster and shoving his girth deeper, relishing the sight of the bulge disappearing and reappearing with each jerk of his hips. you did beg for him for this, after all—he's just being a good husband and doing what his beloved wife wants him to do!
he gently cups your cheeks, admiring the cockdrunk look you have on your face before he shushes you with a light press of his lips against yours, "sshh, 's okay... cum for me, baobei—be a good girl and cum on my cock, will you?" the teasing lilt in his voice falters into a guttural groan as your walls constrict and gushes around his girth and triggering his orgasm. seeing how hard you're clamping down on him, it's safe to assume that you're trying to milk him dry, knocking the cockiness off his face as he pant on top of you.
once the blacksmith regained his composure, he brings his thumb down, rubbing hearts over your throbbing nub as he stills himself, gazing down at your juices mixed with his milky seed drivelling down your thighs and webbing his pubes. it's a sight awfully lewd and he can't stop the little aww it pulls from his lungs.
(you look your best when he's laid his claim on you.)
"are you alright?" he asks, keeping a close eye on your trembling form before he slather your smaller frame with his warmth, the plane of muscles serving as a shield and a reminder that you're safe with him, that he is here to take care of you.
you nod, dewed lashes fluttering up to meet his, "k-kiss—w'nna kiss, gege, please...?"
and of course he'd comply—when you're asking so politely even in this fucked-out state, colliding his lips with yours to devour the cherry-flavored drool that mingles with his own, eliciting a rather juvenile wish from the old man's heart; to stay this close for as long as forever.
“When Peeta holds out his arms I walk straight into them”.
~ Catching Fire Chapter 14
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