•Fluffy
•Smut
•Abuse (very rare)
Anddd
•Gay(maybe)
°If you're under 21+ and still wanna read this shit I'm okay with it but with your own risk honey
Book of WTF(went too far)smuts™
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~Toxic/Smut...
Your face against the pillow, hair messy and few over your face, covering the pain and the pleasure all over your face as Minho was behind you, pushing your head down, your hair between his fingers. He slowly leaned down close to your ear, speaking above a whisper.
"Told you so many times that you're not going out if I am not with you yet you always manage to do otherwise. At this point I am starting to think you like being treated this way"
This way, under him, half naked. His fingers gripping your hair harder, making you arch your back and let out a painful sound, pleasure hidden under it..
Soon enough he picked your lower body against him as the other one held your hair tight, having you on your fours still arching your back.
He had you almost naked under him, being only with your panties, feeling your throat go dry as you were waiting for his next move, preparing yourself for it.
His hand slowly reached between your thighs, his warm fingers tracing against your cold pale skin before it stopped against your clothed sensitive part, rubbing circles on it making you roll your eyes back, your legs slightly shook as you tried not to give into the pleasure and let that moan slip out of your mouth.
"Why are you holding back? Hm?" He whispered close to your ear, smirking against your skin as he kept moving his fingers before it slipped through your panties, sliding a finger inside your clit as he pulled your hair harshly back, letting out a moan, his face against your cheek now.
"You like it so much when I treat you this way yet you try so hard to hide it, not wanting to let me know that you're actually a fucking masochistic whore for it, desiring a pleasure from me by humiliating you or causing you pain" He whispered in your ear.
Soon enough he slid another finger, two now, fingering you slowly yet deeply, making you desire for more, but first, he should have his fun and then give you a real pleasure, right?
You licked your dry lips, his fingers moving inside out making your legs slightly shake since you never got used to this pleasure, always experiencing it differently...
As you were starting to get used to that feeling he took his two fingers out from your clit, pushing your head back down against the bed again, taking your panties off causing them to rip apart, still having a tight hold of your hair making you desperate for more.
Before you could realise, in a swift motion, he moved your body to the other side, facing the other side of the room, the mirror in front of you now, seeing yourself being a mess under his touch, your make-up being smudged now on your face, his cock slamming into your tight hole as you weren't prepared, letting out a moan.
His hand grabbed your chin harshly from behind, making you face the mirror as he fucked you from behind, going in and out slowly, him watching your face at the mirror.
"Look at you, so desperate for my touch" his voice filled with cockiness as he looked at your face covered in slight pain and pleasure as he held your chin tight, satisfied with himself.
He kept slamning in and out of you hard, hitting all the right places, making you cry out of pleasure. His hand travelled down your neck, grabbing it with a firm hold as he kept fucking you from behind, making you a mess but that was not it, he had more ideas right up his sleeve. His hand went lower to your chest, groping your boob and then teasing your nipple, making circles around it, making your body shiver and moan louder as it caused you a slight pain from your sensitive nipples. His hand then traced down your waist before stopping on your clit, rubbing it, finding your spot and making your legs shake violently as he kept fucking you, having you moaning a mess.
You enjoyed it, and you enjoyed it too much that it was unhealthy at this point. You loved it when he was doing pulling your hair hard that it made your back arch, or when he was choking you, grabbing your chin harshly, or even worse, hitting you across the face and calling you your favorite name, "whore". And yes, you were a whore, a whore for him, a desperate whore for his touch, for him to treat you that way, for him knowing all your right spots to give you pleasure.
Maybe you were doing everything on purpose, doing all the things he didn't let you to do just to get him to hit you, insult you, fuck you. You enjoyed it too much, and he enjoyed hearing your moans and trembling under his touch. (Fucking sick btches).
You were close and so was he, your moans getting louder as he kept hitting your spot, his hand holding your chin hard, having you face the mirror in front of you, seeing your face all messed up, causing your cheeks to get warm, oh how you looked indeed like a whore, shaking, looking like a mess, moaning loud before his one finger slid in your mouth, making your roll your eyes. Few more thrust and you finally reached your orgasm, your whole body giving up, ready to collapse on your stomach but he didn't let you go away so easy, he flipped you on your back before jerking his dick fast and cumming all over your boobs, hearing him moan as he reached his orgasm....
ANYWAYSSSS IM BACK I GUESS....🤭🤭🤭ye no i dont even know what to say, it was a request, im dying, bYe IDBSISHSJSJSKSNS
