Stray Kids Imagines

🔞 Stray Kids ✧ Their Kinks

.·:*¨༺ Bang Chan ༻¨*:·.

Sir Kink ➵ Receiving

Auralism ➵ Music/Moaning

Body Worship/Praise Kink ➵ Giving

"We can take, we can take, we can take our time, baby"

He was always so soft with you, taking time to kiss every single insecurity of yours. He was never in a rush when he was with you, even curating a playlist that ran for hours without looping just for the two of you to listen in intimate moments like these.

"In slow motion"

You could hear the song faintly play in the background as he kissed down your abdomen, dragging out each touch as he whispered sweet nothings against your soft skin. Never did he fail to make you feel loved.

"We can take, we can take, we can take our time, stay here"

During your first time together, you couldn't help but bite back moans during the experience. He could tell it made you nervous to be so vocal about your own please, so he didn't hesitate to make sure you knew he loved you every moment from then on.

"You're so, so beautiful," he'd whisper. "I can't believe you're mine."

.·:*¨༺ Lee Know ༻¨*:·.

Cockwarming ➵ Receiving

Orgasm Denial ➵ Giving

Corruption Kink ➵ Prefers Inexperience

"I won't fuck you until you've earned it."

His harsh words went straight up to your core. He had first stuffed himself deep inside you when he got home from practice and found you up late, working on an assignment. To make matters worse, he told you not to move until you had finished every question on the assignment.

He was the first and only person you'd ever been with sexually, and to be honest, you didn't know much about that topic beforehand. You were more so the type of person to bury themselves in their work. Now though, it was like you were made to fit his girth. Or was it that he had trained your body to wrap around him perfectly?

You didn't know anymore, but you didn't care. All you could focus on now was finishing this last question. Or at least, that's what you tried to focus on, if it wasn't for the constant hope of him thrusting in and out of you that made your mind run instead. In your frustration, you subconsciously rub your thighs together in an effort to get something. Anything.

"Tsk, I told you not to move, doll. Up." You obey almost immediately, excited that maybe he'd end up fucking you to oblivion after what seemed like endless torture for hours. Instead, he too got up from the chair and started walking out the door.

"That assignment isn't going to finish itself, doll. Maybe I'll treat you tomorrow."

.·:*¨༺ Seo Changbin ༻¨*:·.

Thigh Riding ➵ Receiving

Breeding ➵ Giving

Breath Play ➵ Receiving/Giving

Your hands were knotted in his hair, as you bounced on his toned thigh. You moaned lightly at the sensation.