Bump Into You

Bump Into You

Prompt: Your childhood best friend finally comes back after studying from abroad and something in your dynamic changes.

General tags: friends to lovers, fluff i think?, he is tall, very tall.

Word count: 5.0K

“Can I Facetime you? Urgency level 10.” you quickly text Yunho. You briefly see his chat bubble appear and then disappear, seeing as he called you.

“What’s burning? What happened? Is someone following you?” he asks concerned, as he inspects your background, noticing you are in your room. He exhales loudly and you giggle, wiping your tears and hugging your knees.

“I miss you. We haven’t talked that much lately and I miss you so much.” your words come out muffled, sniffling and new tears replace the ones you just wiped. You’ve always been this attached to him, he was the only person that ever allowed you to be clingy and express your feelings the way you wanted and needed, and he took it all gladly. He loved being loved by you, which made you love him even more.

He sighs and you notice as his expression morphs into a sad one, seeing his lips gain a small pout. “I miss you too princess. But I will be with you soon, just a few more weeks and I will be there.” he says trying to comfort you, at which you nod and try to stop your tears.

“Are you busy? Do you have things to do? Anything to study for?” you ask slightly anxious that you are wasting his time. You see him scratch the back of his neck and nod. “Yeah… I have like two exams coming up this week and a few more presentations to work on. But they can wait, you need me way more and you are more important.” he replies he smiles sweetly at you.

Is this the right time to mention the huge crush you’ve had on this man for the past nine years? A crush that was impossible to get rid of. Your heart does a flip at his smile.

“No fucking way. Did you make plans with your friends to study?” you ask alarmed, straightening your back and looking at him. “I did but I already told them that I’m not coming the moment you texted me. It’s okay princess, really.” he reassures you again.

“Nope. It is not. We are having a study date together right now. I should be studying too. Come on get your notebooks and let’s go.” you say fully motivated as you go to sit on your desk and get your things ready. He laughs and looks at you lovingly with a cute small smile plastered on his lips. He also goes to sit at his desk and gets to work, at times mumbling whatever he was reading or writing or even explaining it to you so he himself could understand it. As for you, not much studying happened as you couldn’t help but stare at his focused, concentrated face.

The love you have for this man… You are doomed.

***

You check yourself in the mirror once more before picking up your tote bag that had your things and leaving your house, getting into your car and heading towards the airport.

After 

Your childhood best friend Yunho is finally coming back home after studying abroad for the past three years. And while you two still talked on the phone and texted a lot, not being able to see him whenever you wanted was annoying, as well as the lack of any physical contact, which was so painful for you to be suddenly robbed by his warm hugs, by his arms circling your waist and pulling you oh so close.

You shake your head at the thought. You were about to see him and your heart was beating like crazy. Sure maybe you had a small crush on him. For the past 9 years of your life, and sure maybe you should give up already, but your heart can't calm down whenever he's around. But you are not delusional enough to interpret every touch and every look he gives you as him reciprocating your crush for him, the two of you have always been this close and used disgustingly cute pet names just to annoy each other. You are more than okay with Yunho not liking you like that.

Before you know it you reach the airport, thanks to being lost in your thoughts. You park your car quickly and get inside the building, looking to see when exactly his plane lands. He lands in 10 minutes at gate 5, so you quickly look for it, and while there are around five minutes left of waiting, you remember you forgot something in your car. Could you make a run for it? I mean for sure, it takes forever to get off the plane and get your luggage and everything. So you run out of the building and towards your car to get the bouquet of flowers you got for your friend on your way to the airport.

Once you have the flowers in your arms, you quickly rearrange them and head back inside the airport, but after you check the arrivals screen again you don’t see Yunho’s flight anymore. Did everyone unbark already?

You started to take bigger steps towards gate 5. Or was it gate 4? You couldn’t remember. You were now jogging towards the area where you thought (and wished) the right gate was, and while in your hurry you jog full force into someone’s chest, the flowers squish between your body and the person’s in front of you. Oh fuck not Yunho’s flowers.

You take a step back and tears gather at the corners of your eyes as you look at the now very squished flowers, some of the petals falling off. Without making eye contact (you always hated making eye contact with strangers) you started apologising to the poor person you just hit and somehow didn’t see at all.

“I’m so so sorry, I don’t know where I was looking. Are you ok? Did you get hurt?” you ask while looking at the ground now, trying to keep the tears at bay so they wouldn’t spill over, looking very sadly at the flowers.

“Are you ok princess?” responds a very familiar voice. The pet name disgusted you at first, coming from a stranger as far as you knew, but once the voice registered in your mind, you raised your head, you raised it so much that your neck was in a very uncomfortable position. It was Yunho. A very tall Yunho. Taller than you remembered.

“Yunho.” you whisper and then get your arms around his wait, pulling him into a very tight hug. If you weren’t crying before, you surely were crying now, while you were snuggling into his chest, not caring if you were dirtying his shirt, and he didn’t seem to care either, as one of his arms went around your shoulders and the other was resting on the top of your head, caressing your hair gently. He was talking to you, but you were so overwhelmed by his presence and scent and just all sorts of emotions that you could not hear anything anymore, you were just feeling everything. Your heart was beating so fast and you were hearing his heartbeat just as fast as yours and you were smiling like crazy into his chest. Oh how you missed him.

“Never leave for this long again.” you muffle while your face is still buried in his chest and you feel him laugh under your touch, which makes you smile.

You finally pull back, taking a step back and wiping your tears with the back of your hand, not caring at all how messy your face was right now. You remember the bouquet you had in your hand the whole time and you give the flowers one last look before you stretch your arm with the flowers towards him.

Yunho looked down at the very colourful flowers trying to contain his excitement, but his smile was the widest and prettiest you’ve ever seen. “For you. They are Gladiolus, I know you’ve talked about how much you like them that one time. I’m sorry, they looked so much prettier five minutes ago before I basically ran you over…” you shily say while looking down at your feet, still embarrassed by you bumping into him like that. He takes the flowers gladly, looking at them adoringly and smiling, you would even say he was blushing a little. He slightly leans down and circles your waist with his arms and pulls you in a hug and lifts you at the same time, your feet leaving the floor, being forced to quickly wrap your arms around his neck so you wouldn’t fall, letting out a surprised squeak.

“I love them. Thank you.” he says as he buries his face in your neck, his deep, low voice and his very strong scent and steady hold on you making you freeze for a brief second, in which you start playing with the short hairs at the back of his neck.

He slowly puts you back on the ground and you look up at him. When and how did he get this tall? “Let’s go.” you say as you grab one of his luggages and drag it after you. He knows it’s pointless if he insists he carries it, so he doesn’t even try, instead he just follows right behind while still looking at the flowers lovingly, dragging behind him the other luggage that had on top of it a huge shoulder bag. You are the only person to ever give him flowers, and while this isn’t the first time you gave him pretty flowers, he is always in awe when he receives them.

“When the fuck did you get this tall? What have you been doing over there?” you ask jokingly to break him out of his trance and he laughs. “Maybe you just got shorter?” he replies jokingly and you slap his arm which just makes him laugh more. “I grew like two inches. I’m not really sure how but I didn’t notice it until people started pointing it out. I’m around 6'2 now, not that much of a difference honestly.” he continues and you try to hide your shock. 6'2. Holy fuck. There was a time when the two of you were the same height, and you’re not even that short, you’re 5'6. This guy just kept stretching.

You look with the corner of your eye at him and how much taller he is than you, towering over you while just walking next to you. You return your eyes ahead of you, feeling as your face was starting to redden up. “How was the flight?” you ask, trying to distract yourself from the way he made you feel. He starts telling you all about it while you lead him towards your car. He puts the luggages in the trunk and then gets in the front seat.

“How have you been? How has the town been? Living without me must’ve been terrible right? I’m impressed you didn’t burn the house down.” he teases. Before he moved to Japan for his Master’s he used to be your dorm mates. It just made sense, you know? Being friends for so long and getting along so well, your communication was so good and you two worked so well together, it was the most obvious thing to move in together. And it was the most obvious thing to continue like this now. You two living together was also another factor of why you didn’t plan on telling him the feelings you have for him, besides the obvious of him not feeling the same. 

You didn’t look for a new dorm mate while he was gone either, even though he said he was okay with the idea of renting his room while he was gone, you weren’t okay with it.

“It was horrible, never dare leave me alone for this long again.” you say in a joking tone even though you were dead serious, and he knows it as well.

On the ride to your house he tells you about the friends he made in Japan, how they threw him a small party the night before, how they all ended up crying over him leaving while the rest of them were staying. “Though one of the girls, Yoko, I’ve told you about her before, confessed that she liked me for a while. But I turned her down for multiple reasons.” he says at one point and the statement makes your heart skip a beat. I mean yeah, who wouldn’t. “We all promised to keep in touch. They might even visit one day. You will have to meet them when they do, they are really the nicest.” Yunho continues to tell you excited while you were still stuck on the girl liking him, your grip on the steering wheel tightening. Were you mad? No, no reason or right to be. Jealous? Maybe only because this girl had the courage to say something you’ve been trying to say for nine years. 

“What got you so mad? Your knuckles are turning white. What are you thinking about?” Yunho asks, concerned as he touches your hand that was on the gear. You flinch at the unexpected contact and quickly focus back on the road. This is not the time to be getting jealous for no good reason. “I was thinking if I locked the door or not when I left.” you quickly lie and he looks at you with a doubtful look but brushes it off, telling you about the friends he made at the dance classes he attended. 

That was close.

*

Once you park your car in the driveway you help Yunho with his luggage and bring them into his room. “Did you clean my room?” he asks after he looks around, noticing there is little to no dust on the furniture. “Yeah every once in a while. I didn’t want dust to pile up and I wanted to welcome you back with a clean room.” you say while you follow him with your eyes as he falls on the bed, letting out a sigh. “Feels good to finally be home.” he mumbles while his face is buried in a pillow. You smile widely. He said home. He thinks of you and this place as home. His words make you insanely happy and want to do flips. Despite having had a great time in Japan, with a girl liking him, he still considered this his home.

“Wanna leave you to get some sleep? I know you had a few stressful days with the whole coming back process.” you ask while shifting your weight from one foot to the other. He nods. “Yeah. Thank you. We will catch up when I wake up. Love you.” he says in a very sleepy voice and you nod, silently leaving his room and entering yours.

And then it hits you.

What did he say?

Did he say what you heard him say?

Did he actually say that?

You’re pretty sure he did.

Are you so down bad for him that you’re starting to imagine him saying this?

That can’t be right.

It’s fine. He loves you as a friend. Friends always say this shit.

Not you two though you never actually said you love each other.

Stop spiralling. He’s your best friend, you’ve known each other for so long, it goes without saying that you love each other. It has gone without saying for so long. And yeah, maybe you love each other in very different ways, but it’s still love. But if he says it more often your heart will break over and over again every time, as being in love with someone and loving someone are so different.

You fall face down onto the bed, letting out an exasperated groan that was muffled by your pillow. Let’s hope this won’t become a usual thing, because the way the words fell out his mouth sounded beautiful.

***

A week has passed since Yunho came back home and you are feeling as if your sanity is slowly leaving you. You are starting to think that he knows you like him and he’s playing a prank on you.

He keeps telling you either muffled or whispered ‘love you’ ’s at different times of the day, but you either pretend you don’t hear him or actually don’t hear him, in which case you ask him what he said and he always says ‘nothing’.

A bit more touchier than usual, which is crazy to say since you are very touchy usually, but here you think you might look into it too much. But you feel like he is closer than usual, his arms rest around your waist for a few seconds longer, you catch him staring more often. When you hang out with your friends he always ends up sitting next to you, with his arm either around your shoulders and dragging you closer to him or with his head resting on your shoulder and snuggling into you, which always makes you a flustered, blushing mess that your friends never comment on or tease you for, since they know the way you feel about Yunho.

Mingi was the first to notice and then everyone else knew about it. Was it that they noticed themselves or Mingi told them, you’ll never know.

And no matter how hard you tried to not fall for it, how hard you tried to convince yourself that this was just what friends did, you just couldn’t. Your first thought was that maybe he liked you, but you gave up on that thought quickly as it made no sense. Your second thought was that maybe he was playing a prank on you, that maybe he found out about your feelings for him and was making fun of you, but again this was very unlikely, Yunho wouldn’t do that, would he? But what else could it be?

These were the thoughts that were drowning your mind as you were at a pub with your friends, being in a situation similar to a past one. On the bench, next to Yunho, his arm casually around your shoulders, pulled close to him, your head resting on his shoulder, one of his hands playing with the ends of your hair while actively participating in the conversation.

Suddenly he laughs with his entire body, as he always does, and that pulls you out of your thoughts and back to reality. You raise your head and look up at him, seeing as he has his head thrown back, laughing loudly, his eyes closed shut and you can’t help but smile. He’s so beautiful, so breathtaking and your heart swells up, your entire being becoming happy and feeling warm and fuzzy. You love him so much and he brings so many pleasant emotions that it makes you sad, melancholic.

He finally lowers his head, having calmed down his laughing and he looks down at you, making eye contact, having the biggest smile on his lips and you feel like you could explode. Yunho’s grip on your shoulders suddenly tightens and he pulls you closer, pressing his lips on your forehead and then pulling back, straightening his head and returning to the conversation your friends were having.

You however, didn’t change your position. Your eyes widened and your mouth opened slightly in surprise, staring at the wall, trying to process what happened. You could still feel his lips on your forehead, so soft. However you could also feel your face heat up and your friends’ eyes on you. You readjust your head and look down at your lap, looking at your hands fidgeting trying to distract yourself and maybe convince yourself that nothing happened, but the lingering sensation on your forehead was telling you otherwise.

Maybe you should talk to Yunho tonight when you get home. Maybe.

You are suddenly very aware of your lack of interaction with your friends, you’ve barely said a word or touched your drink ever since you’ve gotten here hours ago.

You clear your throat and gain everyone’s attention, including Yunho’s, who was looking down at you curiously this time. You make eye contact with the people that are sitting across from you. “I think I will go home now, I have to wake up early tomorrow, but this hangout was fun, we are finally in the complete formation.” is the little white lie you come up with.

After you are done speaking you stand up, Yunho taking his arm away seconds before you stand up, and after you hug everyone goodbye and wish them to continue having fun, promising to meet up again soon, after one final look at Yunho you leave the pub.

Tonight you will talk with Yunho. And you will tell him everything. Because you are starting to feel like he is giving you false hope.

It was around midnight, it was still warm outside but every once in a while a breeze would pass by and cool you down a bit. You didn’t take your car as you thought you’d be drinking more than you did and the pub is kind of close to your house anyway, you should be safe to arrive on your own. 

Your head was filled with all the small touches Yunho shared with you throughout the week, but the forehead kiss from tonight was something else, it caught you off guard the most. You were thinking so deeply about it that you didn’t hear Yunho call after you to wait up, which lead to him touching your shoulder to get your attention and startling you, scared it would be a stranger, but as you turn around and instantly make eye contact with someone’s chest you are quick to figure out that it’s Yunho and you look up at him, relieved.

You bring your hand over your heart, feeling it beat very fast, taking a deep breath. “Never do that again, I could’ve died!” you say in an exaggerated tone and you hear him giggle, he puts one of his hands on your and pats you gently. “Oh don’t be dramatic, I tried getting your attention by talking to you but you were deep in thought and didn’t hear me. What were you even thinking about?” he asks as he leans in closer to you, his face inches away, inspecting your face carefully, his breath fanning your face slightly. You look at him mesmerised for more seconds than you would’ve liked and then straighten up, his hand leaving your back and then straightening up again, looking down at you, still waiting for an answer.

‘You have to tell him NOW.’ are the words that keep repeating in your head, the rational part of your brain yelling at you that if you don’t talk to him about it now you will keep postponing it.

‘What if you will ruin your friendship? Who will have to find a new place to stay? What if it will make things awkward? Just come up with something!’ is saying the insecure part of your brain, which usually overpowers any other thought you might have.

But not this time.

You are tired of hanging on to false hope.

Sure, you wanted to talk about it when you got home or maybe tomorrow, but things don’t always go the way we plan.

“Why are you doing this?” you say while looking somewhere behind him. He lets out a confused ‘hm?’, tilting his head slightly, seeing with the corner of your eye how much he looked like a puppy. Oh you’re about to break your own heart.

“All the recent touches, the public affection, all the whispered and muffled things you say that some I can hear. Why are you doing this?”

Silence. Yunho tenses up slightly.

“We’ve always been close, sure, but not this close. At least in my opinion. And don’t get me wrong, I love every second of it but…” you say, taking a deep breath in. What you’re about to say can change your entire relationship. You exhale.

“I know you probably caught on that I like you more than a friend, or probably Mingi told you. But giving me all this false hope in the past weeks has been a double edged sword, because I’m so certain you don’t mean these things the way I wish you did, which is fine. But I’ve been indulging in them, and it hurts.” you continue, feeling a knot forming in your throat and tears filling up your eyes, making them burn.

Still nothing from him. You’re starting to feel anxious.

“I hope this won’t make things awkward between us, I don’t want us to stop being friends or housemates, but could you please stop giving me false hope? It might be fun for you, but I don’t know how much longer I can stand it for.” you say, letting the tears softly fall from your eyes, caressing your cheeks as they fall. You finally look at him. You are done with your speech and waiting for his move now. You said everything, and you feel relieved and burdened at the same time as you wait for a reply, a small part of you hoping for the impossible, hoping that he feels the same way you do. You let out a shaky breath.

His eyes are glossy, he has his lips slightly parted and a confused frown. Yunho opens his mouth a bit more and you close your eyes, as if waiting for a physical impact that his words might have.

“Y/N…” he says as his hands reach for yours. You squeeze your eyes shut. While Yunho is holding your hands gently, he brings them up to his lips and kisses your knuckles, making you open your eyes in surprise. “I’m sorry I made you believe I was toying with you. Or that I made you believe I wasn’t in love with you all this time.” he says and Yunho’s hands let go of yours, making your arms fall limp next to your body. “...What?” you say confused, looking at him bewildered.

Yunho’s big hands cup your face, stopping the tears that gathered around your jaw and with his thumb wiping away any other tears that stained your cheeks. He was slightly leaning over you, you were looking up at him with your eyes teary and shiny and he swore he could see stars in them. He smiles softly at you, caressing your cheek, but you're frozen, trying to make sense of what was happening.

“Can I kiss you?” Yunho asks as he leans in more, his forehead almost touching yours, completely towering over you. Your eyes widen. Is this real? Are you imagining it? Is this a dream? You couldn’t care less. You nod your head as you still haven’t found your voice to talk again.

And Yunho wastes no time, leaning in and connecting your lips. And it felt so good, electrifying, sending waves of shocks in your entire body. You were overwhelmed in the best way possible. One of Yunho’s hands travels down to the side of your neck while the other one remains on your face. Yunho was going at your pace, his soft lips following your moves and letting you take the lead and adjust. 

You pull away slightly, raising your hands to the back of his neck and making him stick his forehead to yours, making him lean more over you as you were standing on your tippy toes. He pecks your lips once, getting a giggle out of you.

“I’m so sorry I hurt you, it really wasn’t my intention. I was trying to make it obvious that I also like you. I was planning on telling you, but I didn’t know when and how and I was overthinking it and spiralling even though I knew you felt the same way and despite ev-” he rambles as he tried to put some space between you two but you drag him back in in a deeper kiss this time. You gently bite his bottom lip, letting him know to open his mouth, which he does immediately, and so your tongue meets his eager one. The kiss is slow, in a way experimental but full of promise, getting used to each other, exploring freely. Until you run out of air and you two have to pull away, panting for air.

“You can be so dumb at times.” you say in a lighthearted tone as you let go of your grip on the back of his neck and go in for a hug, your arms circling his waist and pulling him close, with your head pressed on his chest, feeling his heartbeat. Just like a few weeks ago when you picked him up from the airport.

“Says the one that got flustered over every touch I gave them and got jealous when I mentioned Yoko. Are you not the same person that screamed in their pillow like a teenage girl when I told them I love them two weeks ago?” Yunho teases you as he rests his chin on top of your head. You playfully slap his back in response while your cheeks were heating up. So he heard you… Embarrassing.

You stay like that for a bit, hugging him tightly, every once in a while rocking back and forth, Yunho placing kisses on the top of your head while playing with your hair. “I love you, Yunho. So much.” you say as you look at the pavement. You feel his heartbeat pick up and you smile. Cute. “I love you too, princess.” he replies and he squeezes you.

“I wanted to have this talk with you at home not in the middle of the street but I guess this works too…” you say as you pull away, looking up at him in admiration. He brings one of his hands up to your face and fixes your hair. “Let’s go home then.” Yunho replies as he takes a hold of your hand and interlocks your fingers, rubbing circles with his thumb on your hand and starts walking towards your house.

“I’m already there.” you reply, more for yourself, as you look at your intertwined fingers. You’ve been waiting so long for this moment.

yunho... tall...

Ateez as Camboys

pairing: camboy!teez x live stream

word count: 5.5k (in dot point form)

tags: pure filth, idol!ateez as camboys, think of it as POP+

NOTE: this is probably the kinkiest shit I've ever written (yet...) so please take my disclaimer that this is all fiction. I have also gotten permission from @hwasdollie to link their ateez nsfw audios in this post. hot tip! you can pop the audio's out of the screen as a little widget to be able to listen to them at the same time as reading xx

MINORS DNI !! nsfw & warnings below the cut

warnings: camboy, cum shot, dirty talk, dress up, JOI, male masturbation, mentions of spit, mentions of watching porn, overstimulation, use of toys and a sex machine

To set the scene for you: Ateez have just finished their individual lives and take some time to prepare for their livestream on POP+ to interact with a different, more exclusive type of audience...

Hongjoong 🎧

once his POP+ live starts, you can find hongjoong laying on his side on top of the bed with his camera setup on the nightstand

fully clothed in the same plain shirt and jeans that he was wearing a mere ten minutes ago

“hello! did anyone join my other live today?”

he likes to chat casually with the viewers first to set the mood, answer a few questions about his day and about his past POP+ lives

“ah I see that the pov angles are quite popular, I’ll make sure to do some more of those”

turning to lay on his back while still looking at the camera, hongjoong takes off his pants and starts to touch himself lazily, his bottom half out of view of the livestream

“why can’t we see you? what do you mean, I’m right here” he teases with a smile before biting his lip to suppress a small moan

his small hand caressing his dry cock slowly as he reads the chat, finding these moments are his favourite to wind down from a busy day

“did you end up buying that butt plug you were talking about last week? oh yes! I did buy it. I haven’t taken it out of the box yet but I’ll use it in my next live just for you”

“joongie can you take off your shirt? of course” he says before sitting up and removing it, the tip of his cock coming into view as he does

he then reaches over to the nightstand and pulls out a bottle of lube, squeezing a drop into his hand

“would you ever invite one of the other members to join your live? I haven’t thought about it too much but I’d be open to ask”

“who would you want to invite?” laying back down, hongjoong coats his cock in the lube and hums out a moan at the sensation before answering the question

“I don’t know if everyone would be comfortable, but maybe mingi or seonghwa” his chest starts to rise and fall a little more obviously as he strokes himself

"what songs are on your playlist at the moment? I've been listening to a lot of..." he trails off as his eyes flutter close and he swallows his words

"sorry everyone, I think I'm getting a bit distracted" he manages a small chuckle before he bites down on his bottom lip

"oh fuck…"

hongjoong speeds up, completely forgetting about the camera capturing his every move

his free hand gripping the bed sheets beneath him as he struggles to stay still

"ah shit, yeah, yeah..."

he rolls his hips in time with each long stroke as his hand trails up his chest and lands over his mouth in time to suppress a loud moan

he looks back over to the chat and his eyes land on one message that sends him over the edge

"cum for us, darling"

hongjoong tenses and pushes his head back into his pillow as he shoots out over himself, the palm of his hand collecting all his sweet moans as his eyes roll back

after catching his breath, he carefully sits up and grabs a fresh towel from the nightstand, wiping himself clean

"joongie, thank you for giving us such a great cum shot" he laughs after reading out the comment before laying on his side again, resting his head in his hand

"thank you for joining me" he smiles before chatting with the viewers for a few more minutes and ending the live

Seonghwa 🎧

when seonghwa starts his live, he's off camera at first with just his bed in frame

shuffling can be heard to the side before he comes into view wearing a maid outfit complete with a black collar with a single ring on the front and cat ears

"hi" his voice is soft and sweet as he sits on the edge of the bed, his hands in his lap

"you look so pretty, hwa. thank you so much. do you like my makeup today?" he leans forward to show the camera the extra eyeshadow and glitter he applied after ending his regular POP live

"what toy are you going to use tonight? let me show you" he reaches behind the camera and pulls out a sparkly dildo, his long fingers grazing it lazily

"I've been wanting to use this for a week but haven't had enough time or energy until now, so I hope you'll enjoy"

seonghwa grabs a bottle of lube before shuffling further back onto the bed, propping his legs up on either side as his back hits the wall

the skirt of his maid outfit covers his crotch as he applies some lube to the dildo, holding the base with one hand as he strokes it with the other

"how far do we think I can get this in tonight?" he holds his fingers up against the dildo in measurement, watching the chat as he expands the distance between his fingertips until he's measuring half of the toy

pulling up his skirt, he reveals his fully hard cock already leaking against his stomach

"I've been thinking about this all day" he softly palms himself as he brings the tip of the dildo to his hole, gasping from how cold it is

squinting his eyes to read the chat from afar, he gently squeezes his cock when he reads one comment in particular

"seonghwa, will you please beg for us while you fuck yourself?"

"anything for you" he responds before pushing the tip of the dildo in, sucking in a breath then exhaling a moan

"oh my god..."

he pulses the dildo slowly with just the tip, getting used to the feeling of being so stretched out as his other hand swipes over the head of his own cock

"it feels... so good"

seonghwa's eyebrows knit together and the back of his head presses into the wall behind him as he pushes the dildo in a little further, testing how much he can take

spitting into his hand to lubricate his cock, seonghwa pumps himself as he gets the dildo a quarter of the way into his hole

"please, please I need it deeper"

he shuffles onto his back instead, his cock and hole in full view of the camera, though hiding his face

a loud moan leaves him when he finally gets the dildo halfway in at a better angle

"oh- fuck!"

sliding the slick dildo in and out of his hole, whimpers begin to fill the room

"please... please fuck me harder..."

managing to get the toy just past halfway, he speeds up with both hands

"fuck, fuck!"

his deep inhales and the sounds of his own moans tip him over the edge and he cries out as he cums all over his maid outfit, holding the dildo in place as he stills

after a minute or so of catching his breath, he slowly removes the dildo and gasps at the sensation, spreading his hole for the camera

"that felt so good..."

seonghwa shuffles himself to sit on the edge of the bed again, chest still rising and falling with his cheeks bright red, reading the comments from the chat

"that was so hot. thank you" he chuckles shyly

"aren't you worried about the others hearing you? no I'm not worried, if anything wooyoung is the loudest"

after spending a few more minutes talking, seonghwa waves goodbye to the camera and ends his live

Yunho 🎧

adjusting the camera directly above his bed, yunho starts his live laying down, beautiful-agony style

“hello everyone” he smiles, holding his phone in view of the screen to read the chat as people slowly start to join

“new angle today, yunho? yes, I’ve been trying out different things and I think this is the most comfortable one” he says while folding an arm behind his head casually to read through the comments

“be careful not to fall asleep. ha ha, I’ll try. I’ve been quite busy so I’m a little tired to be honest” he looks from his phone directly at the camera for a moment

“but I’ve also been pretty horny all day too, so…”

yunho places his phone beside him to remove his shirt, revealing his collarbones and his chest just above his nipples

he then reaches for his phone again with one hand while the other travels south

"what's made you so horny today?" he chuckles after reading the question, bringing his bottom lip between his teeth slightly

"I've been thinking about you all day, that's why" he winks at the camera before closing his eyes for a second, obviously having begun to touch himself

yunho clears his throat as he looks back at the chat on his phone

"did you eat well today?" he stops again and looks up to the camera, a smirk on his face

"aren't these the type of questions you're supposed to ask me in the public lives?"

yunho puts his phone back down and narrows his sight at the camera as his hand rolls over his hard cock out of view

"what happened to asking me how it feels to touch myself?"

his face contorts slightly and he hisses, eyes closing for a second before focusing back on the viewers through the live

"don't you want to know about all the different ways I like to get myself off?"

yunho's breath speeds up as his mouth falls open slightly, eyebrows knitting together

"in the shower..."

he swipes his thumb over the head of his cock to spread the pre-cum gathered there

"at my desk in the dorms when I'm bored..."

he bites his lip again, trying his best to suppress voicing the pleasure shooting through him

"sometimes in the practice room when no one else is around..."

he brings his hand up to his mouth and spits into it, using it as lubrication

"ohhh yeah, just like that..."

he loses himself to pleasure, his eyes rolling back when he finds the right pace

twisting and pumping over his cock fast enough for the viewers to hear it

"I bet you want me to fuck you in the practice room, don't you?" he says in between a low moan

"thinking about how someone could walk in at any moment and catch us"

yunho groans and rolls his hips, his free hand slowly travelling up and landing on his neck to choke himself lightly

"I bet you want someone to catch us, huh? but who? maybe jongho? maybe san- ahhh"

cutting himself short, yunho's mouth falls open as he ruts his hips upwards

climbing higher and higher until he moans out deeply

shooting out all over his stomach with some of it reaching his chest in view of the live

he takes several seconds to gather himself before his clean hand finds his phone to the side

"you're so hot, yunho. ha ha, thank you so much" he grins, his cheeks flushed

"will you please show us your dick? I bet it's so pretty"

a smirk slips through as he bites down on his tongue poking slightly out to the side teasingly

"maybe next time" he says before ending the live

Yeosang 🎧

yeosang has always begun his POP+ lives with audio-only, and that's how he begins the livestream tonight

"hello" he greets in low-toned voice

"yeosangie, why can't we see you still? I'm sorry, I just feel more comfortable like this and I'm a little bit tired after today"

"yeosang can do whatever he wants. please don't fight on the livestream" he tries to dissolve the bickering in the chat as he lays in his bed, content in his own comfort

"I hope it's okay that I keep the camera off for now" he says, watching the number of viewers climbs

"we love your voice yeosang" he smiles at the comment before setting his phone down on the pillow beside his head

inhaling a deep breath and letting it out slow, yeosang closes his eyes, threatening to lull him to sleep, as he trails a hand down under the bed covers and under the waistband of his sweats

a small gasp leaves him as he palms over his boxers, feeling himself slowly hardening from the gentle touches

he was the last member to join POP+, finding himself a bit hesitant to produce the type of content it was designed for

not out of shame, but rather the feeling that he wasn't confident many people would be interested in joining his livestreams

when in reality, he discovered quite the opposite

since yeosang gravitated more towards audio-only lives, he found it reached a wider audience

mainly people who weren’t able to watch the actual live for whatever reason and would prefer to just listen in without fear of missing anything

it also creates more opportunity for imagination in an asmr-style livestream

humming deeply at the sensation of feeling his cock grow hard from his own touch, yeosang ventures further and dips his fingers beneath his boxers to graze his tip

he gasps out again, feeling as if it's just him alone in his room, enjoying how he makes himself feel

except he has an audience of a few thousand people listening in, and the thought of it only turns him on even more

"ohhh..." he trails off as he feels his cock twitch beneath his fingers, grazing along painfully slow

he quickly takes his hand out of his pants and decides to pull them down, taking the bed covers with him, the cold air hitting his cock

after licking his palm until it's almost dripping, yeosang brings it down to lubricate himself from tip to base, eliciting a deep long moan from him

looking to his left, he sees the number of viewers that have now joined and the chat moving faster than he can read, though he catches one in particular

"pov angle?"

picking up his phone with his free hand, yeosang scans the features on the live before finding the camera option

he turns it on, only to be surprised with his own face to which he quickly flips to show his cock in the dimly lit room instead

"whoops" he chuckles softly

he scans the chat as he lazily touches himself, unconsciously breathing shallowly as to not be loud

"we can't hear you yeosangie, is your audio working?" he reads before exhaling

"yes, it's working. sorry I'm a little bit shy"

the chat immediately floods with comments about how the viewers love his voice and how hot it is, which go directly to his blushing cheeks and aching cock simultaneously

yeosang speeds up his movements and hums from the pleasure, knowing that because he's so tired he won't last very long

twisting his wrist as he strokes at a faster pace, a little wary of the sounds filling his room

his moans quickly pick up in volume as the pressure inside him builds, having trouble remembering to point the camera at his cock to give the livestream the best view

but as he cums, the pleasure washes over him so intensely that his phone falls from his hand onto the bed, gripping the sheets instead as he spills onto his stomach

yeosang almost falls asleep after he closes his eyes to catch his breath, quickly sitting himself up to reach for the tissue box on his nightstand to clean himself up

then he remembers the livestream he was on, reaching for his phone to apologise to the viewers

"sorry my phone slipped out of my hand..." he trails off after realising the live had ended a good minute and a half ago, and the realisation sets in that he must've accidentally stopped streaming

he stares at the blank screen for several moments before sighing and getting up from his bed, heading into the bathroom to wash up for the night

San 🎧

san sits on the edge of his bed, dressed in just a pair of plain boxers when he begins his POP+ live

“hi, I hope everyone is doing well” he smiles, reading the chat as comment after comment appears on his screen

“hi sannie! what do you plan on doing for us tonight? I actually wanted to try something different since I’ve heard it’s quite popular”

picking up a pillow from his bed, san lays it over his lap and pats it

“should I just get straight into it, then?”

kneeling on the bed and positioning the pillow under his hips, san rests his weight on his forearms in front of him as he starts to hump into it

“fuck…” he breathes out, his head dropping as he finds a good pace

the feeling of his aching cock rutting into the soft material sends shivers through his whole body

soft moans leaving him as his mouth falls open at the pleasure

“feels… so good…”

san’s moans are quiet and breathy but frequent

every time he humps into the pillow feeling just as incredible as the last

he looks over to the camera on his nightstand, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth and swallowing a groan as he speeds up

eventually pushing himself up on his hands and bending one knee to fuck into the pillow harder

“shit…” a long moan extends from deep within as his breathing speeds up, his head falling back a little to chase his high

but with each roll, it still wasn’t enough

he was so close to his orgasm but it was just out of reach

“need… more…” san clenches his jaw before another moan slips out of him, attempting to fuck the pillow harder but to no avail

getting more frustrated by the second, he lets out a grunt and sits himself up, tossing the pillow to the floor before climbing over to his nightstand

pulling out the drawer and taking a bottle of lube and fleshlight with him

after removing his boxers, he sits back on his calves with his cock hard and leaking profusely

squirting a drop of lube onto himself before lining the fleshlight up

“oh fuck!” he cries out once he slides it over his tip, swirling the toy around before pushing it down to engulf his entire length

the pleasure is immediate as soon as he grasps how tight it feels around him

his moans increasing as he ruts his hips upwards to meet the toy

eyes rolling back as his head tilts to the side

holding himself up with one hand behind him to stabilise his weight

“yes, yes…” he fucks into it harder

his breath heavy and laced with a strong desire to reach his high

having been so pent up during the day and feeling frustrated that he didn’t have any time alone to jerk off quickly to relieve himself

“that’s it… oh- fuck!” san’s mouth falls open and he struggles to hold himself up as he fucks the toy so hard his thighs ache

and finally he’s granted his sweet release as he cums into the fleshlight

some of it leaking out and dripping over his cock as beads of sweat form on his forehead

then he eventually slows down and falls onto his side from exhaustion

san doesn’t know how long he’d been laying there before he sits up and shuts off the live with a quick goodbye to the viewers

lazily wiping himself dry and leaving cleaning the toy for the morning

his cock sensitive against the bed covers as he scrolls the other members' POP+ lives, still humping into the mattress half-asleep

Mingi 🎧

mingi can be found adjusting the camera even after starting his livestream, having the most impressible setup at his desk with two monitors in front of him and ambient lighting in the background

one of his screens showing him the POP+ live chat

and the other giving him a preview of what he's actually streaming

"hey" he says casually after putting on his headphones, picking up a remote to change the colours of the lights behind him from white to purple

"hi mingi! just your usual setup today? yeah I think I've finally figured out what I like so I'm probably gonna stick to this"

"what are you gonna watch today?"

he scans the website in front of him, scrolling through a few videos on the first page of the search he entered in

"nothing too crazy today, I'm pretty worked up already so I'll probably have it as more background audio" he smiles, clicking on a video and adjusting the volume levels before sitting back in his chair

"how has everyone's day been?" he asks, eyes flicking between the video playing and the chat

"oh have the other members done their lives already?"

"hongjoong mentioned me?"

the moans from the video quickly distract mingi and he leans closer to his screen to get a better look

"how do they do that?" he squints his eyes, a hand reaching down to the growing bulge in his sweatpants

"maybe we should try it out sometime?" he reads from the chat, making him chuckle as he leans back in his chair again and dips a hand under his sweatpants

"shit..." he breathes out when he palms himself over his boxers, eyes glued to the screen

his thumb grazing over his clothed tip which makes him bite down on his bottom lip to suppress a moan

mingi's eyes wander back to the chat as he tries to stabilise his breathing

"can we see that pretty cock of yours, please?"

he smirks and tugs down his sweatpants along with his boxers

"only because you asked so nicely"

tossing his clothes to the side, mingi spreads his legs a little wider and grips his length, breathing out a groan at the contact

"fuck, I'm so worked up today" he laughs softly, interrupted by a moan as he strokes himself

eventually reaching for the bottle of lube on his desk as he focuses back on the video playing in front of him

"oh my god..." he inhales deeply, his head falling to hit the back of the chair as his hand slides over his cock

squeezing gently every time he reaches the tip

"you look so good, mingi. thank you" he says in between his breathy moans

mouth open in pleasure as he fucks into his hand

matching the pace of the people in the video

their loud moans encouraging him to be more vocal, even if someone outside his room happened to hear him

"fuck, that feels so good" he grips the side of his chair as he rolls his hips upwards

knowing he was so close but wanting to hold out just a little longer

having practiced edging for the past few lives and getting better each time he did

the feeling of tiptoeing at the edge but not allowing himself to fall into it just yet being his new favourite past-time activity

and the fact that he loved when his viewers were the ones to tell him when he could cum

looking back at the chat, mingi bites his lip again as he searches for any mention of finishing

"please..." he trails off, finding it hard to hold off any longer

and then finally his eyes land on one comment

"cum for us, baby"

"okay... okay, yeah... f-fuck!" loud moans leave his mouth as he throws his head back and shoots his load all over his stomach

riding out his orgasm at the same time that the people in the video that was playing did as well

he takes a little bit of time to catch his breath before he blinks his eyes open, realising he had squeezed them shut

"shit... that was a strong one" he laughs as he leans forward for the tissue box to clean himself up, also stopping the video from auto-playing something else

mingi looks back at the chat, his eyes widening as he recognises the feature dancing at the top of his screen

"oh wow! thanks for the new subs, everyone. that's awesome!" he grins, back scrolling through the chat a little bit to catch up

"only the best for our mingki" he reads the comment softly, holding a hand on his heart and smiling sweetly

deciding to spend the next ten or so minutes casually chatting before ending the live and getting ready for a good night's sleep

Wooyoung 🎧

when wooyoung starts his livestream for POP+, he’s already fully naked and setting up something special for what he has planned for the night

"hi!" he waves at the camera on his desk, giving a full view of his bed with something at the end of it that wasn't quite clear

"what's that, wooyoung???" he reads the comment aloud

"surprise!" he grins, pulling it into view, revealing the sex machine with a dildo attached to the end of it

"I ordered it two weeks ago but it only just arrived yesterday. I hope it works..." he trails off as he starts it up, the dildo pulsing at the fastest setting making wooyoung yelp and quickly turn it off

"fuck, maybe not that fast..." he chuckles awkwardly before moving back over to his desk and sitting down for a few minutes to chat with the viewers

"seonghwa just finished his POP+ live and said you're the loudest member"

wooyoung's eyes widen and he blinks as he processes the comment

"nooo, I'm not, am I? yeosang can actually be louder than me sometimes if he thinks he's alone"

"have you ever touched yourself in public before? never in actual public, but semi-public yes. like in the bathroom during practice if I can't wait until I get home"

"wooyoungie, why do you cry sometimes when you cum? hey I don't cry! and if I did, maybe it's just because it feels so good and that's how my body reacts"

a few minutes later, he eventually stands up to get started, lubricating the dildo on the sex machine but leaving it turned off for now

sitting on his calves with his back to the machine, wooyoung pumps his cock a few times to get himself fully hard before moving onto his hands and knees

taking a bit of lube from the dildo to prep his hole with a finger first

"mmm" he hums out at the feeling of stretching himself out, taking his time and making sure he was comfortable before turning on the machine at it's lowest setting

wooyoung lines himself up with the dildo as the tip gently presses against his hole but doesn't quite go in

"okay..." he takes in a breath, stabilising himself before leaning back a little bit to meet the dildo halfway, the tip of it entering him

"f-fuck!" he cries out at the pressure, balling his fists as he drops his head low, the dildo pulling out slowly before going in again

"s-should I go deeper?" he asks the chat, looking over to the camera, watching as the comments race across his screen

the encouragement makes his cock twitch as he slowly leans back again, taking in a little more of the dildo as it meets him again

"oh my god-" a whimper leaves him as he squeezes his eyes shut, rocking back and forth slowly to adjust to the size as he takes more and more in with each slow thrust

"f-feels... so good..."

after finding a good pace and feeling like he could handle more, wooyoung turns around and dials up the speed before resuming his position

a loud whine leaving him as he now took in half the length

"yeah, yeah..." he continues his motions back and forth as one of his hands reach down to his cock

pumping it in time with the dildo fucking him

loud whimpers filling the room as he clenches the bed sheets

"please, please..." he scrunches his eyes shut as he feels himself tearing up at the intense pleasure

biting down on his bottom lip hard to try and contain his moans

but failing miserably as it feels too good to stay quiet

whining incessantly as he takes in tear-filled, shaky, breaths

feeling his orgasm creeping up on him quickly

"fuck! fuck!" he yells out, fucking back into the dildo as he cums

shooting out all over his bed as his register raises in pitch and he takes in oxygen too quickly

riding out the overstimulation before exhaustion overtakes him and he almost falls forward

but he catches himself with both hands in front of him as he tries to stabilise his breathing

wooyoung takes a few moments to himself to recover before wiping his eyes and sliding off the bed

turning off the machine and pulling on a t-shirt to cover himself

"that was amazing, wooyoung" he reads from the chat, opting to hover over the desk instead of sitting down in his chair

he sniffles before exhaling, letting out a soft chuckle

"thank you, it felt amazing"

"you should try more positions with it next time. that's a good idea. I will, thank you"

he responds to another comment or two before landing on one that catches him by surprise

"are you okay?"

his face beats bright red as he recognises san's username and he waves dismissively at the camera

"ah- yes! san I'm okay. thanks"

wooyoung quickly ends the live after that

Jongho 🎧

fixing up the camera angle after he begins the livestream, jongho takes a seat in the lounge chair he has setup in front of his window with the shades drawn

fully clothed in a plain shirt and black skinny jeans

"hi, it's jongho" he waves to the camera as he reads the chat

"what do you have planned for tonight? I'm glad you asked, it's something very special" he says, swiping his lip before leaning forward with his fingers interlocked in his lap

"jongho let me ride your thighs, please. only because you asked nicely, darling" his smile is endearing with a hint of cheekiness in his eyes

"are you going to take your clothes off? I'll do what I want to do, hm?" he raises an eyebrow, reminding the viewers who's livestream it is

"if you're able to, I want you to find a comfortable and quiet place where you're alone" jongho says as he leans back in the lounge chair, crossing a leg over to rest his calve atop his thigh

"tonight is all about you"

finding his belt, he undoes the buckle and pulls it out of his belt loops, letting it clatter to the floor to make himself more comfortable

"I want you to undress yourself, slowly, take your time" he rests an arm on the side of his chair and grazes his fingers over his chin with the other hand

"leave your clothes on the floor or wherever you like, you won't be needing them for the rest of the night"

his cock in his pants grows hard at his own words, but he ignores the sensation

"close your eyes and let your hands wander. focus on the feeling of your fingers grazing along your skin. how you shiver when you touch certain areas of yourself"

jongho's eyes scan over the chat and he smirks to himself

"now touch lower, slowly at first, take your time, we're in no rush tonight"

images of how good it would feel to be touching himself too right now flash across his mind but he shakes them off, becoming aware of how tight his jeans are

"explore yourself, be intentional with what you do, don't focus on anything else right now but your own pleasure"

images of the other members in their own individual POP+ lives also flash across his mind and he swallows

"if you have lube, use that. but I bet you're already wet or hard enough to feel good without it" his eyes grow hungry and he smiles at the response in the chat after saying that

"you have the control to make yourself feel all the pleasure you deserve. touch yourself faster, deeper, harder. let nothing else enter your mind but this moment in time"

uncrossing his legs and squirming in his seat slightly, jongho leans forward on his thighs again and tilts his head at the camera

"I bet you feel so good right now, don't you? I bet you wish it was me touching that pretty little body of yours instead, hm?"

he leans back and pats his thigh

"I bet you wish you could sit right here and grind on me, ride me, get yourself off like the slut that you are"

bringing his bottom lip in between his teeth, jongho smirks again at the thought of someone riding him, using his body to get themselves off

"don't be shy, darlings. cum whenever you need to. you have my permission" he taps the armchair as he gives it several moments, eyes scanning the chat

"that was amazing, jongho. thank you! no, thank you" he nods

"are you going to touch yourself too now?" he reads out, the cheekiness in his eyes returning as he leans forward to the camera

"who said you deserve to see that yet?" he says, tilting his head before ending the live

Part 2 with member x member collabs...?

All cuz of peaches.

Smut | MDNI

starring: ranch cowboy! mingi x ex city girl! reader

genre: country, strangers to fuckers, porn with barely any plot 😭

summary: after becoming bored with the city you moved into your friends seonghwa and soobin’s peach farm in the countryside, however a lust filled attraction towards your neighbor Song Mingi down the hill has filled your thoughts. after letting your horniness get the best of you, he decides to give you what you want.

warnings/prevs: Readers a pervert..Mingi likes it though, Masturbation, Unprotected piv, Breeding, One case of impact play, Begging, Cunnilingus, Fingering, Sweet talk/names (if I’m missing anything else let me know).

A/N: Y’all honestly this work is more experimental and based off of a thought I’ve had if anything so this work may be off the wall and a bit…😭 but enjoy if you do ! Push it pt.2 soon to be released !!

Adjusting to country life wasn’t easy but it was definitely enriching. You moved into a peach farm and ranch with your buddies who’ve owned it since last summer. Soobin and Seonghwa. You decided that life in the city was monotonous and you couldn’t handle the cold, loud and superficial ambience of it all. So one day, you packed your things and decided to move in with them. The past 5 months have been easy so far, all you really do is pitch in with the farm animals and collect the peaches when it’s in season. Since living here, your mind feels so much clearer.

However, there is one thing that has been consuming your thoughts. You three’s neighbor Song Mingi. His farm and woodshed was down the hill from your trio. His presence wasn’t new to you because he was friends with Hwa and Soob, but your attraction towards him makes everyday you see him feel new. He comes by you and the boys house and farm all the time to trade goods or to just hangout for drinks.

And he’s referred to you with the same name since you’ve moved in. “City Girl.” Obvious cause for the nickname but you’re shocked he’d have it stuck for so long.

You couldn’t deny the want for this man. He was so handsome and had a resounding appeal. Even though he had this magnetism that drew you in further and further; you couldn’t bring yourself to talk to him one on one. You felt you could only talk to him when he’s invited in by Hwa or you 3 are invited over to his ranch.

Soon you planned to go for it and invite him over yourself. But you had things to do until then….

You went out to the peach trees and began disposing of the ones who ripened too fast and became rotting mounds of peach flesh. You dumped them into the compost bin and then got ready to pick as many peaches as your crate could take for today. You picked and picked while the crate was finally halfway filled with them. However something caught your eye.

Today, Mingi was out in his own field. His hat still on but flannel unbuttoned, while his jeans hung low on his hips letting you see [almost] intimate parts of him. Your eyes are caught on his body, you can’t even view the vegetation and and lush field scenery behind him. He continues to dig his produce from his garden, piercing the fertile soil with his shovel…

You were beginning to get hot and bothered by the sight. His sun kissed tan and sweat sheened body moving in ways that make you feel aroused. The way his pants are hanging by his hips, you imagine him pulling them down and exposing his cock. You imagine the size…you imagine his large tall body over you while making you take all his inches.

Despite your conscious yelling no, you sit by the peach tree you were picking at and brought your hand to your cunt. You begin with soft presses and teases before adding circles to your clit. Your breathing is unsteady, you can’t help yourself..

The thoughts begin to be more vivid..his thrust, his voice talking you through the whole ordeal…how his hard working hands adorned with long fingers would feel pressing and curling against your walls. Your fingers are quick on your clit and your final thought brings you over the edge..the idea of him breeding you full. You cum and get your breathing and thoughts back on track.

What the fuck did I just do.

The realization rushes over you and the shock of you being this down bad sinks in. You adjust yourself and grab the crate of peaches you picked and made your way back home.

It was the next day and since Seonghwa and Soobin had to leave for a produce market deal you decided to be productive. You washed and peeled all the peaches you got from the day before, cleaned up the house, fed the chickens and took the goat out the stable to go feed and roam in the pasture until evening.

After all the hard work you wanted to do something simple for yourself and something out of your hard work. A peach cobbler. You baked it for an hour and took it out to see it with a beautiful crispy brown crust and perfectly soft baked peaches underneath. The only problem was that Seonghwa and Soobin left so you’re stuck here to enjoy it by yourself.

However you remember, Mingi is just down the hill. You put on a form fitting flannel and a nice skirt and shoes and lock up the ranch before you head by Mingis ranch house to asks if he’d like to indulge in the pie with you. Luckily, his woodshed was open and he was organizing his logs of wood and his tools.

“Hey Mingi !” He looks up from his tasks and his eyes lock on you like a target. He immediately stops what he’s doing and straightens himself as he stands. You fully walk in and close the woodshed door to get rid of the beaming hot sun.

“Hey city girl, what do you need.” He will never let the nickname go you think to yourself.

“Well I made a pie earlier and it’s still nice and fresh and I wanted to know if you wanted to come over and have a slice.” You’ve never really interacted with Mingi one on one, the nerves and his stare makes you bite your lip.

“Really.” Mingi is starting to eye you and look you up and down.

“Of course really, Soobin and Seonghwa aren’t here so who else will I share with.”

He begins walking towards you. “That’s all you want from me?” You look around and begin to notice how his own shirt was gone and belt was unbuckled. “Yea..just wanted to know...” Your eyes struggle to not stray from his face and drift down how torso. He gets closer, you can smell his cologne and musk from working in the heat. “You sure there’s nothing else you want…some sweet little secret you’re keeping from me.”

Mingi corners you in the woodshed. You’re backed up against a wooden table he made himself. He rubs his hands on the top of your thighs, he looks like he’s about to eat you alive. He whispers. “I know what you did yesterday…it was quite the show,,” He knows. He knows that you laid there and touched yourself to the sight of him. You couldn’t even look him in the eye.

“What do you want me to do to you city girl..”. Mingi slowly unbuttons the fitted flannel you have on. “Touch me,, I want you to touch me.” The way you seem desperate for him makes him lose patience and rip the shirt apart, causing some buttons to pop out. He removes your bra with one hand alone and as soon as your tits are free he brings one in his mouth. Sucking and nipping at them while pawing you everywhere else.

He finally backs away and sees your tits glistening and nipples hardened. He groans at the sight and practical rips your skirt and panties away. He parts your legs and sees your aching cunt wet with arousal waiting for him. He cups his hand and places it over your heat and licks the shell of your ear, before he says “Look at all this sweetness you’ve left for me darling.” Your body is crumbling, you just want him to touch you already. “Min put your fingers inside.” Mingi tilts his head and gives a sly smile.

“Tsk tsk tsk..you city girls always forget your manners..” You can’t with the games and formalities. You begin to whine “Mingi stop playing around.. fuck me.” Mingi slaps the inside of your thigh causing you to moan in both pain and arousal. “Let’s try that again but with some country charm.” He shoved two of his long fingers in your cunt making your hips lift a bit and a moan leave your lips. His fingers are filling you good, but he won’t move or curl them causing you to be limited in your pleasure.

“I’m not moving a damn thing until you ask me nicely.” Your eyes are watering, how are you being edged but you haven’t even reached the brink of cumming yet. You toss your pride away, “ Min I need your fingers so bad please fuck me with them please.”

“Mmm I’d make you say more but let me spoil the city girl for saying please.” He begins pumping his fingers in you and curling them at the right gummy spot. Soon his fingers speed up and he slips another in, making you moan and drool on display for him. “Mm baby’s so full with my hands alone.” You whine yes yes yes’s and can’t turn away from watching his fingers wet with your slick slide in and out.

He feels your cunt twitch and clench, he can see that you’re already close, he pulls his fingers out. You’re snapped back into reality and already on the verge of begging for his fingers back. He slides down his jeans and frees his cock from his boxers. He pumps his dick a few times before laying you back. He takes your legs and bends them to where you cunt is fully exposed. He takes a small lick and then deep dives in tonguing your heat and playing quickly with your clit.

Your legs are beginning to shake. He’s lapping at your cunt and making quick turns to suck and bring his tongue around your clit. “You taste better than any peach you’ve picked.” You couldn’t even properly register the compliment from how fucked out you were. He takes a few more minutes eating your pussy like a starved man before he comes back up to kiss you.

After his lips finally split from yours in a deep muted voice he asks, “You’ve got a rubber ?” You shake your head no but you refuse to let this fantasy go unfinished. “I’m clean, I’m on the pill…just breed me I don’t care I just want your cock.” Mingi just can’t resist you in the state you’re in, he kisses your forehead before he lines his cock to your entrance and rams it in.

One of your legs are wrapped around his waist while the other is hiked up against his shoulder. Your cunt feels so full, but there’s barely any pain despite being split open. The pleasure rolls up from your cunt up into your lower abdomen. Mingi can’t deny how he feels either, the pressure of your walls clamping on his dick has him in a whirlwind of ecstasy.

He can barely control himself, his cock is just drilling you and you can’t do anything but take it and soak it all in. “Min it’s so good, don’t stop.” Mingi cracks a quick smirk before rolling his hips to make the thrust more deeper and intense. “Oh yea ?…is it what you pictured…is it better than fucking yourself with your fingers ?.”

Soon he only holds on to your calves and raises them but slows down his thrust, despite slowing down, his thrust seem harsh and as if his dick just reached a new space in you. “Show me…show me how you touched yourself when watching me.” You weakly bring your hand to your clit and begin pressing quick circles on it until your hips start to stutter and lift. “Finish on me city girl, get me all wet.” He hits you with one last deep thrust.

You cum all over his cock and as soon as you do he spurts his hot seed throughout your walls. You’re both panting messes and mingi sits you up. He passes his water flask to you and watches as you drink in a hurry from exhaustion caused thirst. When you pass it back he takes a swig from it himself.

He holds you and gets a rag wiping off your sweat, kissing you on top of your head and massaging your shoulder blades.

“Let’s go eat that peach cobbler you were talking about.”

𝔻𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 (ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕡𝕥𝟚)

this is the part 2 of Heavenly! go read that first for more context if u haven't already :)

♡ 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘: yunho x female reader, mingi x female reader

♡ 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: filthy smut (mdni!!!) +18!

♡ 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 2,1k

♡ 𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: after a crazy game of spin the bottle, things took an interesting turn when you find yourself between a rock and a hard place because of your two sexy roommates. however, things are about to get even crazier.

♡ 𝖆/𝖓: this is my first time writing full-on smut, so pls spare me a little heh, feedback is very much appreciated!!

{NSFW TAGS UNDER THE CUT}

♡ 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙/𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘: dom!mingi, switch!yunho, switch!reader, non idol!au, foul language, use of pet names, cursing, sexual themes, making out, voyeurism, dirty talk, unprotected sex (booooo), std talk, degradation, praise, explicit consent, spanking, oral sex (male and female receiving), bigdick!yunho, bigdick!mingi

You gulp, your gaze travelling hesitantly from Yunho to Mingi.

"So, who's it gonna be?" Mingi asks, propping his arms on the doorway. You lower your gaze to the floor, but you can still feel the two pairs of brown eyes looking at you.

"I want both of you." You confess after gathering some courage. Your voice is a bit weak, almost afraid of the outcome. Mingi chuckles at your words.

"Never imagined you were such a wild one. However, I don't like to share." You finally look him in the eyes, he's smirking.

"Then wait for your fucking turn." Yunho suddenly speaks after being quiet for a while, grabbing you by the arm and walking you towards his own room. You can't help but gulp at his sudden change of demeanor. He's always been more of a gentleman, which you adore of course, but seeing this side of him...you had to admit it turned you on.

For a second you think that Mingi would give up, but hearing footsteps following you close behind, you almost have no doubts that they're his. Yunho and you enter the room, and before he can close the door, the oreo haired boy enters in a rush, but seeming annoyed.

"Don't mind me, I'm just gonna enjoy the view, but then you're all mine baby." Mingi says, sitting down on the desk chair, facing the bed. Yunho rolls his eyes before speaking.

"Are you sure you want to do this sweetheart?" He asks, cupping your face with his hands, and looking down at you lovingly. You nod vigorously, but he isn't satisfied.

"Use your words, pretty."

"Yes, I want to do this." You say out loud, and Yunho smiles.

"That's more like it. But if you want to stop anytime, you tell me." You hum in agreement before grabbing him by the collar, pulling him closer, and crashing your lips into his. He grabs your waist, adoring the shape of your body, pulling your body even closer to his. Your hands move to his hair, playing with some strands. Your mouths move fast, the kiss becoming wetter and sloppier by the second.

"Please, fuck me Yunho." You manage to murmur into the kiss. He separates slightly from you, and you're able to see his eyes suddenly turning darker, his gaze being pure lust. He catches his breath and takes in your words, feeling his boner grow bigger and bigger. His hands grab the bottom of your dress, and you put your arms up to help him lift it over your head. He stops to take a good look at you, up and down, biting his lip before returning to help you take off your bra, heels and panties. You feel Mingi's intense gaze on you, and turning to look at him, you catch him smirking.

"I've imagined what you look like naked several times. I wasn't expecting you to be this hot." You blush at Mingi's words, suddenly feeling shy. Yunho lets out a deep breath before wrapping his arms around you, kissing and biting your neck. A soft moan escapes your mouth at the sensation, and you feel him smirk against your sensitive skin.

"Get on the bed." He commands, and you follow, laying down on the bed while he discards his own clothes, only leaving his boxer. As he's walking towards the bed, your eyes sneakily travel towards the south of his body, only to open them wide at the imprint on his boxers, a breath catching on your throat. Yunho immediately notices your reaction, and lets out a laugh, a slight blush appearing on his cheeks.

"Would you rather we do this with, or without a condom?" He asks sweetly.

"I haven't got any left, but honestly I got tested last week and I'm clean." You both stop to think about it.

"I do have some, but I'm clean as well, Mingi too." He turns to face the other boy for a second, and he nods from his place on the chair.

"Then come here handsome." You smile welcoming him into bed and he smiles while getting on top of you.

"I'll take good care of you, I promise." He launches himself into your neck again, leaving a trail of kisses from the bottom of your ear, and slowly into the bottom of your stomach.

"Can you open your legs for me pretty?" He murmurs against your skin, as you carefully do so, him taking a place right in between them. You let out a pleasant hiss as his mouth instantly connects with your pussy.

"Fuck, you're so wet for me already." He says between strong licks on your folds. You moan, grabbing on to his hair.

His skillful tongue works wonders on you, in just a few minutes you're just on the verge of becoming undone.

"Yunho...hmmm...please, fuck me." You manage to say between moans, making him chuckle.

"Hm, but I think I like having you spread out like this. Such a gorgeous sight." He teases, continuing to flick his tongue on your clit. You grab his hair harder, propping up his head slightly to make him look at you.

"Go lay down." You command, turning more serious, desperate to have his dick inside you. He gulps, looking up at you with big puppy eyes, but does as you tell him to, laying down next to you. Before moving to straddle his hips, you take a quick look at Mingi, who's now shirtless and palming himself through his jeans. A smile creeps across your face. The countless times that you've fantasized about this moment, and it's finally becoming true.

Supporting yourself with one hand on his hand, with the other hand you reach out to grab his fully hard member. He gasps softly, biting his lip at the sudden touch.

"I wanna take you so fucking bad." You groan, sliding his tip between your folds just before sinking down on his dick. Both of you moan in unison. Despite being soaking wet, his size still stretches you out a bit, making it a bit harder to bottom out, but getting there eventually. Once you're adjusted, he places his hands on your hips, and you begin rocking them up and down, instantly working up a quick rhythm.

"You're so good for me, so fucking good around me, fucking made for me." He moans out, a hint of desperation and lust on his voice. You smile shyly and move slightly forward to kiss his forehead, but he grabs the back of your head, moving your head so that your lips meet his instead. You kiss him back hungrily, both of you moaning into the kiss. You suddenly feel his other hand find its way between your legs, his thumb beginning to draw circles on your clit, amplifying your pleasure.

"Yunho, I'm close." You moan after just some strokes, the knot on your stomach becoming tighter and tighter.

"Me too pretty, cum for me." He struggles to say, sloppily between kisses. His thumb moves faster, sending you over the edge in just a few seconds, moaning his name out loud. It doesn't take much longer for him to do the same, pulling out just as he's starting to cum, his seed spilling on his stomach. You both stop to catch your breath, before you move from his lap and lay down next to him.

"I hope you're up for round two, baby." You suddenly hear Mingi's voice, standing up from the chair, now fully naked. Your eyes widen at his length, he's equally big as Yunho. His red tip glistening under the dim lighting from his pre cum. He smirks getting closer, as Yunho stands up from the bed to go clean himself up. Mingi grabs your legs and drags you to the middle of the bed, turning you around so that you're face down.

"I’m going to have so much fun with you." He says getting on top of you, grinning and running his hands all over your sides. He harshly grabs your hips, propping up your butt on the air. You adjust a little to be more comfortable and arch your back better, before turning to look back at him, signaling with your expression that you're ready. As tired yet satisfied that Yunho left you, you can't wait to get even more, you're insatiable right now. He smiles at you, teasing your folds with his tip before entering you with passion. You choke on a moan, the position you're in and the force in which he enters you making you crazy. He quickly builds up his pace, grabbing your hip with one hand, and the other exchanging it between pulling on your hair sensually and spanking your ass strongly. Your moans get louder and louder, thankfully the music outside Yunho's room are muffling them.

"Bet you he couldn't make you sound like this, could he?" He chuckles, turning back to flash Yunho a challenging look. He sighs loudly, and despite the fact that you can't see his expression, you could swear that you could hear his eyes rolling to infinity. You try to bark back at him with a witty response, but your words betray you as he sneaks his index finger to your clit, letting out another moan instead.

"Fuck, you’re such a wreck, and because of me, too." He groans with his voice a bit shaky, loving the way your pussy is clenching around him and the filthy sounds you're making.

"I'm-I'm close Mingi." You murmur in a struggle.

"If you want to cum then you’re gonna have to beg." He teases, slowing down his pace. You let out a loud groan in frustration.

"P-Please, let me cum M-Mingi." You choke out and he chuckles.

"Good girl." He instantly picks up his fast pace again, his index finger moving faster against your clit as well. In just a few more thrusts your legs begin shaking, your orgasm washing over you. He doesn't stop though, chasing his own high. Soon after, he suddenly pulls out and turns you around.

"Swallow for me, baby." He murmurs with foxy eyes, stroking his length. You immediately sit up in front of him, replacing his hand with your mouth, bobbing your head up and down with a nice rhythm. He wraps your hair in his hands, hissing at the sensation. It doesn't take long for you to send him over the edge, feeling his hot and salty seed filling up your mouth and swallowing it.

"You did so good for me." He whispers, letting go of your hair and giving you a kiss on your forehead as you pull out his dick from your mouth with a loud pop. You wipe your mouth before standing up from the bed, noticing Yunho now sitting on the desk chair, already wearing his pajamas. As he notices your stare, he smiles softly at you, inviting you to approach him. You walk over to him and wrap your arms around his neck, he hugs you back tightly with his arms around your torso.

"You took us so well sweetheart." He murmurs against your skin, making you blush lightly.

"I'm going to kick everyone out of here, and then go to sleep. Good night guys." You hear Mingi say from behind you, as you turn around you see that he's already gotten dressed. Yunho nods at him before he leaves the room.

"Do you want to sleep here tonight?" He speaks softly, not wanting to make you feel uncomfortable. You have never slept with him before, but you figure it's not a bad idea after what you did tonight. You nod at him with sweet eyes and a small smile, and he immediately stands up, walking towards his closet. You follow him, and see him pull out one of his shirts, turning to offer it to you.

"Do you want some sweatpants as well?" He asks.

"No, thank you Yuyu, just the shirt is fine." You accept it with a smile, which he reciprocates. He goes to lay down on his bed while you put on his shirt. You take a place next to him, wrapping your arms around him, one on your legs in between his. He caresses your head lovingly, and after some minutes of silence, he speaks.

"I shouldn’t have agreed to this." He whispers. You move your head to look up at him in surprise.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?!" You exclaim, but he chuckles at your reaction.

"Because you’re making it so hard for me to not fall in love with you." You gasp lightly, and he leaves a kiss on the tip of your nose.

"Sleep well y/n." He says before you can say anything, closing his eyes. You sigh and let out a small laugh.

"Goodnight Yuyu." You whisper.

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𝖙𝖆𝖌𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙: @northerngalxy @danirael @bikiniholic @yeosangsbiceps @tinyelfperson

so lovely.

jongho x gn reader

warnings: none<3 just tooth rotting fluff

a/n: i cannot stop writing sweet n soft fluff about this man and i will not stop

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he was exhausted after the show. you hadn’t expected jongho to be as tired as he was, but as soon as he got back to your hotel room after performing, he promptly collapsed on your hotel bed.  you jumped a little bit as you felt his hands wander up your body, fingers slightly gripping your hips as jongho used you as leverage to drag himself further up the bed, finally settling with his firm, spent body lying on top of yours. 

“welcome back, baby” 

you murmured softly, stroking jonghos product-filled hair out of his eyes. he only hums in response, clearly ready to fall asleep for as long as you’d let him stay on top of you.  you decided to indulge him, letting his breath even out as the adrenaline from the concert wears off. you and him stay like that for a while, breaths syncing in the comfortable softness of your dim room. eventually you realize he hasn’t even changed out of his stage outfit. and…..wait. he hasn’t even bothered to wash his makeup off, either. the jongho you know usually takes the time to take care of himself before stumbling off to bed.  apparently today took too much of a toll on him to even manage that. 

feeling slightly guilty, you attempt to rouse jongho from his sleep. he only grunts at your pathetic attempts to shove him off of you, wrapping his arms more firmly around your warm body as he snuggles back into you. 

“jongho. jjong. baby. you gotta get up!”

you poke his shoulder, whisper shouting as to not completely break the comfortable atmosphere of your shared room. 

jongho finally raises his head, eyes slightly red with sleep as he looks into your own. 

“what…. what is it, baby? what could possibly be more important than sleep right now??” jongho whines at you, the pout growing on his face as you push the both of you off the bed. your feet hit the carpet immediately, but jongho stumbles and almost falls flat on the ground. he silently asks for a hand, apparently needing some help standing up, his body still unsteady from his nap. jongho turns to you with a small frown, eyes questioning your intentions as you wrap him up in a small hug.

“jongho, your makeup is still on, and you know how bad it is for your skin to sleep in makeup.” you frown up at him as he rubs his hand along his warm, swollen cheeks, realizing that you are exactly right. his makeup IS still on, along with his stage outfit, his shoes, his jewelry……

boy, was he a mess today.

jongho nods silently at you as you take his hand, leading him to the bathroom. he stumbles a bit on the lush flooring, and you tighten your grip on his hand in an attempt to steady his sleepy stumbling. you both get to the bathroom, and jongho with winces at the sudden flood of bright lights. you let go of jonghos hand, albeit reluctantly, and he stands to the side as you rummage around in the drawers and cabinets, grabbing makeup wipes, washcloths, facial cleanser, even a razor….. basically all the things jongho needed right now but couldn’t find the energy to do himself. as you gather your supplies, jongho strips out of his heavy stage outfit and changes into a comfortable pair of heavy cotton shorts and a loose tshirt. you blush slightly as you catch a glimpse of his bare chest in the mirror before he slips the tshirt on. you don’t see jongho watch your face grow pink, but what you do see is him totter back over to you with a small blush of his own resting on his soft cheeks.

you straighten back up as you find all the things you had been looking for, turning around to find your sweet boy looking at you with the purest expression of love in his lovely brown irises. blame it on the lack of sleep, but jongho could not believe his luck at the moment. here you were, ready to help him out in any and every way you could, just to make sure he went to bed okay. god, was he lucky. 

but the love in his eyes was quickly replaced with confusion as you start motioning towards the hotels shiny bathroom countertop. jongho only looks at you in confusion, before you finally speak up. 

“on the counter, jjong. sit up on the counter so i can get that makeup off.”

jonghos mouth forms an O as he realizes what you mean. he nods slightly as he saunters over to where you are standing, hopping up onto the countertop and facing you as you ready your supplies. finally, when you have all of your things ready, you situate yourself between jonghos legs. and with his knees tight around your waist and his gaze set firmly on your determined face, you set to work on his makeup. 

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wipe after wipe you work away at his foundation, his eye makeup, and his eyebrow makeup. with every stroke of your hand you feel his eyes set on you, making you nervous with the intensity. you get a slight break when you order him to shut them while you wipe at his eyelids, but he quickly wraps his hands around your wrist to make up for the loss of eye contact. his hand on you is almost worse than the eye contact. 

as you continue on away from his eyes, he keeps his own eyes closed, basking in the feeling of your warmth, large hand never leaving your wrist, his callused thumb stroking up and down your skin, sending shivers down your spine. 

you finally get down to your last makeup wipe, making sure that the edges of jonghos face are clean and free of the heavy makeup. as you finish up with your wipes, you start to move away from jongho to reach the facial cleanser on the other end of the countertop. as you start to pull yourself out of jonghos increasingly tight embrace, jonghos eyes fly open as he wraps his legs tighter around your waist with an intensity that makes you gasp. 

“jongho? what’s the deal, love?”

you say, your incredulity at his sudden action clear in your slightly frustrated tone of voice. jongho just grins at you, noting that despite your annoyance with him, you still managed to call him your love.

“jus’ want you close, mkay?” he mumbles, wrapping his arms around you, resting his head on top of yours. you sigh into his embrace, irritation melting off of you at his touch. and oh, is he warm. so warm and so comfortable and so…. lovely. jongho is so so lovely. he’s sweet, he’s kind, he’s talented, 

he’s yours. 

you breathe deeply as jongho runs his hand up and down your back, mumbling sweet things as you bury your face deeper into his embrace.

and then he’s saying the loveliest things.

about how much he loves you, how happy he is to have met you, how he found true love and how he never wants to leave you. you do your best to mumble back your thanks, but it comes to a point where jongho isn’t even giving compliments anymore, but instead just breathing out “i love you”s into your hair, voice slightly muffled but nevertheless full of affection. your heart is swelling as jonghos heart beats steady against your cheek. you could stay here forever. and you’re sure jongho would have no complaints. 

with a deep sigh, you pull away, and now it was jonghos turn to grumble at you. you start to leave his embrace in an attempt to grab the facial cleanser, but jongho stops you and with little difficulty reaches over and grabs it himself. you raise an eyebrow at his antics but he only sends you the sweetest smile as he hands you the cleanser. how could you stay mad at him for being so sweet and kind? there was just no way. even when he was being annoying he was loving you. you couldn’t be more grateful. 

you re-situate yourself between jonghos legs and put a bit of the cleanser on the tips of your fingers, ordering jongho to close his eyes again. he obliges, grabbing onto your waist and leaning his face down so you can reach better. you rub the cleanser onto his skin, gently and carefully, almost massaging his face as you make sure to cover all the necessary places. your fingers move in slow circles, smoothing the cleanser over his round cheeks with a soft pressure. as you continue your ministrations, you notice jonghos head dropping slightly. you decide to ignore it, but he soon makes that impossible as his face suddenly drops onto your shoulder in pure exhaustion. you chuckle slightly as he snuggles his slightly damp face into your neck. you reach your hand up into his soft locks, running your nails over his scalp as jongho sighs in contentment. you both stay like that for a while, but the wet feeling in your neck soon becomes too unpleasant. 

“jjong? we have to finish your cleanser, i know you’re tired but we’re almost done, i promise.” 

jongho grumbles out an “alright fine” and reluctantly lifts his face from your warm hold. he closes his eyes without instruction as you finish up with his facial cleanser, washing it away with a warm cloth as you finally move away from him. 

jongho doesn’t complain this time, eyes fluttering open to watch your next move. you wash your hands of the facial cleanser and get ready to leave the bathroom. jongho looks confused, but you soon explain. 

“shower, jongho. you need to shower. my makeup wipes and facial cleanser can only do so much.” you say with a small grin, giggling as jongho looks on in horror, sneaking a sniff of his armpits and grimacing slightly. 

“okay, okay, but only if i get to be big spoon afterwards” jongho asks, a slight quirk of his eyebrows being the only convincing you need. not that it took much anyway. he was the love of your life. plus, small spoon was cozy and jongho was big and warm. what was there to not like? 

you eagerly nod at his request and he hops off the countertop, making his way towards you. he wraps you up one more time, but this time he lands a kiss in your lips. jonghos kiss is soft, intentional, and achingly sweet. the tip of his finger is tilting your chin upwards, and his nose is pressed against yours as he enjoys the soft pressure of your mouth on his. he pulls away, but not before giving you a few more quick pecks, as if you needed more convincing of his love. as if. jongho kisses you one last time on the forehead and you both separate, jongho heading towards the shower and you heading out of the bathroom to give him some privacy. as you shut the door behind you, you take a deep sigh, contemplating the deeply domestic moment you had just shared with the absolute love of your life. seriously, what had you done to deserve him? 

little did you know, jongho was on the other side of the door, leaning against the wall, thinking the same exact thing. 

your love was so strong, so pure. so sweet.

so lovely.

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mind over matter | s.mg

Pairing: best friend!mingi x reader Genre: [+18] smut w/o plot Warnings: jussss smut, enjoy a/n: first fic on this blog yay

the two things you can be sure in life is that 1. you will die and 2. you've never wanted to suck a dick so bad.

I mean, you always knew that your best friend was hot — you had eyes, for god's sake! — but holy shit.

it started when you ran out of cat food. you were an attentive cat owner, don't get me wrong, but at the same time, you had the worst week for your mental state. exams after exams, studying 'till the library basically had to kick you out and group projects with lazy people... so that's how it ended up with your cat screaming at the top of their lungs and waking you up from your power nap.

mingi happened to be around because, guess what, you also forgot about your plans to watch that new anime that he rambled all about for the past month, and truly, you wanted to be able to enjoy some quality time with him, but you fell asleep as quick as his cursor pressed play on the screen, the warmth that irradiated from both inside his hoodie that you were wearing to where your head laid on his shoulder was too cozy.

so when you got up to feed the cat, your heart dropped, and you saw the grocery list accumulating dust on top of the counter, the 'cat food' underlined three times. you looked outside the windows of your small apartment and saw that the simple drizzle from before now turned into a full on storm, and all you could do was lean onto the counter and bawl your eyes out.

mingi was startled but tried to comfort you somehow, not really sure of what he could do to help, and as you tried to tell him between hiccups and tears, he quickly grabbed his jacket and told you that he would be right back.

twenty minutes later, a full-on drenched mingi stood on the doorstep, chest heaving as he took off his shoes and the same jacket, now in a darker tone from the wetness. you stared back from your couch, as you were curled into the throw blankets, eyes widened.

you almost forgot about the cat food.

in your defense, it should be illegal the way his white tee clung to his abs so sinfully highlighting each of his muscles. and when he rose his arms to take off his cap and ran his fingers between wet strands of hair that framed his cheekbones, your eyes fixated on the way his sweats clung onto dear life to his v-line.

holy fuck. jesus christ. oh my god. whatever divinity that was out there.

"you okay?" he asked, as if he was expecting your answer and you shook your head, trying to escape the trance you found yourself in.

"what? why?"

"i asked if i could use your shower" he placed the single bag with the cat food on the counter as he tried not to wet your floor.

you can use me, for sure; you thought to yourself.

"yeah, yeah, go ahead" you nodded and he took his shirt off on the way to the bathroom.

you quickly jumped from the couch to feed the cat — since that was the prime reason for all the ruckus. as you put the blocks of minced meat on the food bowl, you caught yourself fantasizing about it again.

how good he should be looking, as droplets of rain still lingered on his skin as he took of the sweatpants slowly, leaving only the boxers that perfectly held his firm thighs and secured his—

meow, you looked down, to find that a block of meat fell beside the bowl and you took a deep breath. control yourself.

you blamed the ovulation. or maybe the fact that you haven't been sexually active in a while. or that movie that had hot scenes with your favorite actor... gosh you were a horny mess.

but your life has basically been all about your studies lately, and the stress was clouding your reasoning, making you feel like impulsive decisions were now worth a lot, and that's how you found yourself standing outside your bathroom door, idly looking at it with your hand raised, on the way to give it a knock.

the thing is, the moment you found the courage to do it, the door opened from the inside, and only mingi's torso popped out, in the middle of calling your name, but now confused that you were on the other side.

all that led to the both of you sitting on the edge of your bed, with him only wearing a towel around his hips, not staring at each other as the silence overcame the storm from outside.

"so... you want to suck my dick...?" he simply repeated your words from minutes ago.

it would be comical if it wasn't so tragic.

"yes."

"are you feeling okay?" he asked.

"yes."

"'then... how should we do it?"

you took another sharp breath, your lungs almost failing you as your mind tried to disassociate from your body. leaving the bed to kneel in front of him, you kept your eyes focused on his face, his lips parted as his eyes were half-lidded. from all the years you'd known him, you knew that he was probably overthinking it and trying to figure out what was happening. but neither you could tell.

your fingers slid to the towel and as you were going to take it off, his hand flew to yours, holding it softly. he pulled you towards him in a swift movement and placed his palm on your cheek, nose now brushing against yours. soon after, you felt the plumpness of his lips onto yours.

"wait" he leaned back cautiously, as though any minor movement would startle you like a scared kitten. his eyes overthinking each and every detail. "I want to kiss you first."

and as if you were waiting for that to snap, you grabbed his neck and pulled his face lower so you could slide your tongue into his mouth. his big hands fell to your hips and grabbed firmly, decided not to let you run away.

you kinda wondered before how good of a kisser mingi was, your friends joked around saying that it must be good since he has fat lips, but you usually kept those thoughts at bay, not really wanting to dive into your hidden desires. it wasn't like you, to explore and try new things. you became friends a long time ago, and when he earned that title, you felt like it would be too messy to see him as anything else.

but you weren't dumb, of course you'd noticed how a blush crept to his cheeks whenever you grabbed one of his hoodies, or how he would stutter when others teased him about you. he wasn't good at hiding things, and you weren't good at ignoring them.

one of his hands snuck to your neck and the pulled you closer, his breathing growing heavier to the point that you could hear a faint groan from his throat.

shit, you moaned.

he let go of your face and you leaned back, a little ashamed of the noise that escaped you, but mingi didn't seem to mind, in fact, his cheeks could be mistaken to a tomato. he shifted in his place and you noticed the tent in his pants. oh.

placing a final kiss on his cheek, you maintained eye contact as you lowered yourself to your knees, hands falling to his covered member, feeling the warmth through the towel and earning a sharp gasp from him. licking your lips, you only broke the intense stare to undo the lousy knot, uncovering his lower body.

oh. OH.

how did he hide that monstrous thing all along?

"uh... pants, I guess..." he said almost in a whisper, and then you realized that you were thinking out loud.

"shit, I mean, it's not a bad thing" you placed your hand at the base of his cock, wrapping your palm around it and the boy hissed. "I just... didn't expect that."

"so you thought about it before?" touché. you deflected by giving him a slow tug.

before he could say anything else, you lowered your head and wrapped your lips around him.

"fffuck-" he let out, throwing his head back.

you started bobbing your head at a slower pace, quickening each time he groaned, and listened to his raspy moans as if they were songs hidden in heaven. his hand ran through your hair, pulling at the strands just light enough to make you whine, the vibrations helping into the pleasure.

"please—" he pled, eyes fixated on you and wet hair sticking to his face. he couldn't look any better, you noted.

mingi stared right into your soul with deep, dark eyes. his nose was flaring up and trying to keep up with the sharp breaths that left his parted mouth. it was as if he belonged in that position, and you wished that you had midas touch to keep him like that forever.

"so pretty" you said more to yourself than to him, and one of your fingers snuck into his mouth, and he wrapped those plump lips around it to suck.

feeling his tongue under your skin made shivers run down your spine, and even though you tried to take in more, he pulled you towards him once more, now landing you onto his lap. mind you, his naked lap. your pajama shorts did nothing to the mixture of pre-cum and saliva that rubbed under fabric. you hoped he couldn't feel the wetness that was forming between your legs.

kissing you again, you wondered how your teeth were not clashing at all from the desperation that exuded from both parts. you wanted him as much as he ever had wanted you, and it didn't seem like a real experience. the euphoria that overtook you made you feel almost dizzy from all the exchange in pheromones and fluids, holy fuck, you wanted to stay like that forever.

while he kissed you, mingi's hand went to the bottom of your shorts, holding you so you wouldn't fall as he took them off, leaving you in his hoodie and panties. you didn't remember what kind of underwear you wore, but you hoped to whatever god that was out there that it was something without a hole or anything.

without taking the panties off, he slid them to the side and ran both his middle and ring fingers along your folds, the new feeling making you jump a little, and he giggled. the motherfucker giggled.

"jeez... can't wait to be inside you" he said against your lips, hissing as you gave him an experimental roll of your hips.

holding your panties to the side, he grabbed his cock and aligned himself to your folds, placing the tip inside and a loud whimper fell from your mouth. you knew that it would take more effort to get him inside, he was the biggest you've ever been with, and mingi also seemed to notice that, so he touched you as if you were made of glass.

the warmth of his hot member now sheathing inside your pussy felt like too much, and the room felt foggy, just as your breaths. he kissed the side of your neck, licking up to your ear and groaning ever so slightly, as if he had noticed how much you reacted to those sounds, using them now against you.

the moment you reached the bottom, you felt as if your internal organs would combust. his dick felt like too much and too good, you drank from the sensations and the tingles that your body left each time he moved an inch, clenching around him. you reached your hands to the hem of the hoodie you were wearing, but his hand left your lower back to stop yours.

"leave it on" he looked up at your face with puppy eyes. "I want to fuck you in my clothes."

OH. FUCK.

you moaned into his mouth and slowly started to move your hips. you could've cum just from his words, but you tried your best to concentrate in making him feel good.

"you feel so good around me" he whined, a short moan leaving his lips to meet yours again.

you didn't know how you looked at that moment, probably a mess. from taking in all the sensations, his huge cock and the way he looked like a whiny mess under you... you felt powerful, and he was letting you use him to your wishes.

"please, please" he whined even more, probably taking notes that you got off from that.

"what is it, big boy?" as soon as the words fell from your mouth, you questioned yourself. is this really me?

"let me fuck you right" his hips shot up, taking you by surprise with a gasp and he bit your collarbone. "I wanna be good for you- wanna make you feel good."

"use me however you want" you said in a desperate tone. not even minding how it looked to him, you truly wanted everything from him.

with one arm sneaking around your back and the other on your neck, he moved you further into the bed, now on top of you. he didn't say anything else, only left a small kiss on the corner of your mouth and gave you a slow thrust.

the most high pitched moan fell from your lips, and you didn't care to be embarrassed. not when he was pleading for you, having your body wrapped so deliciously around him, the same as his.

you could write paragraphs and paragraphs about the way he looked; the occasional lightnings shining against his wet skin, highlighting each of his curves and muscles while his hair fell above his forehead, now a mess from the way you rushed your fingers between strands.

mingi kept rolling his hips against yours, and words kept falling randomly from your mouth, meddling with moans and sobs, you felt so cockdrunk that even the slightest stimulation coming from him could make you shed tears. felt so fucking good that got you questioning every life choice you've ever made to this point, as if everything was a part of god's plan for you to end up right under your best friend, as his touches made love to your limbs.

"hm-ugh- feels so fucking- oh my god" you kept going on and on, not even sure yourself what you were saying, but mingi wasn't falling behind.

the knot had already taken place on your lower body, each of his thrusts feeling more intense than the other. you could tell he was getting closer from the way his teeth were nipping on your neck and his thrust were growing sloppier.

"please-ah!-please, let me cum inside you" he left your neck to look at you, and you felt the knot tightening and your legs starting to tremble. "let me fill you nice and full- please"

"yes, I want all of you" you almost screamed when he took that as confirmation to grab your back and glue his chest to yours, sharpening his thrusts.

it finally snapped and you felt like you couldn't breathe anymore. he held you so close as if he could melt into your skin and become one, and with a final thrust, he whined and groaned and screamed and did everything so involuntarily, almost animalistic, and your mind was too dazed to even comprehend anything else besides the way that your pussy gripped him so tight, keeping his hot seed inside you. you didn't want to let it go.

you were still spasming from your orgasm when he let go of your body and snapped your legs apart, taking place in between them, nuzzling his nose onto your pubic bone and feasting. his tongue lapped each of yours and his juices without mind, sucking, kissing, moaning, grunting, only to prolong the way your climax came down; you screamed so hard that your lungs burned.

falling limp on the bed covers, he let go, going back on top of you with the support of his arms and knees, face leveled to yours when he placed an innocent kiss on the tip of your nose and another one to your forehead.

"did it help you de-stress?" he joked and you placed one of your arms onto your eyes.

scoffing, you shook your head. "holy shit, I'm in love with you."

he gave you a slight push and rolled to his side, still staring at you with a darker flush across his chest and neck.

"well, I'm yours" he said and you licked your lips, sneaking a glance from under your arm.

"yeah, you better be."