Astayinwonderland - Sometimes I Write Fanfics...

sleepover

pairing: perverted bsf! wooyoung x fem! reader feat. a comatose mingi (he’s asleep on the bed lmao…or is he…)

summary: wooyoung is more than willing to hold you when you’re afraid during your horror movie marathon, and even more willing to help distract you like a good friend does.

wc: 1.4k

warnings: perverted dom! wooyoung, subby innocent! reader, bro is convincing and manipulative okay, cnc/dubcon-ish vibes (if that’s not your thing feel free to skip!!), coercion/corruption, exhibitionism (all of the following is done right next to mingi), brief kissing, groping, fingering, initial orgasm denial,, tit play + spit, rough unprotected sex, creampie, this is a wild one idkidkkkkk

a/n: wooyo has been haunting my brain lately so i had no choice but to write this >~< i hope you enjoy <33 alsoo i’ll be posting one more corruption themed fic very soon that feats frat boy san and minyunhwa~

song rec: if you think i’m pretty - artemas

“I told you not to put this movie on, Woo. It’s way too scary,” you complained whinily into your best friend’s shoulder, shielding your eyes from the suspenseful scene playing out on the laptop sitting on the edge of your bed.

“Mingi was the one who wanted to watch it, you know,” Wooyoung chided, causally wrapping his arm around your shoulders, rubbing your bare arm up and down in a comforting manner.

“Well, Mingi’s passed out.” Pouting, you pointed to your other friend that was curled up underneath the comforter beside you, his eyes shut. “He’s not even watching, so what’s the point?”

Wooyoung rolled his eyes. “Come on, Y/N. Don’t be a pussy.” His cold fingers made their way down to your waist to squeeze at it, making you jump from the sudden contact. “Oh, I see….Do you think the monster’s gonna get ya?”

“Shut up, Wooyoung!” you whisper-shouted, as to not wake up Mingi. You pushed on his chest, feeling his heart beat quickly against your hand. Was it racing like yours was? And, when did he get so close to you? His hand was already running up and down the bare skin of your thigh, causing your thin shorts to ride up more and more, but you didn’t have the nerve to confront him about it. Your pout grew. “I’m really scared, okay?”

“Oh, you poor baby,” Wooyoung cooed softly into your ear, his words laced with faux pity, his sharpened gaze focused solely on your blushing face. “Do you want me to help you, Y/N? Distract you from the scary movie?”

“Y-yes, please…”

You didn’t know what you were getting into, but you trusted that Wooyoung had your best interest in mind. It was then that he gently coaxed you further into his arms, lying comfortably against him as you faced the laptop screen once again. Goosebumps began to spread across your limbs from underneath the warm comforter, but it wasn’t from the frightening movie — it was from Wooyoung’s hand slipping underneath your shorts, his slender fingers rubbing at your pulsing cunt through your panties.

“W-Wooyoung…” you croaked weakly, your face and body growing so hot, you could pass out. Friends didn’t do this sort of thing, did they?

“Shhhh, baby, just look at the screen…yeah, just like that…” he sighed softly, his warm breath fanning over your neck, now concentrating on the way your tank top clung to your softness of your tits, how your nipples grew hard enough to poke through the thin material, groaning when he found your clit through your panties, rubbing at it in slow, small circles.

“B-but we’re friends, Woo…” You made a sad attempt at pushing his hand away, the moral debate you were having internally slowly fizzling away the longer Wooyoung touched you.

“Isn’t this what friends are for?” Wooyoung persisted, pulling your panties to the side just in time for his fingers to dip in between your soaked folds. “And, fuck, you’re so wet right now, Y/N. It feels good, doesn’t it? What’s so wrong with that, baby?”

“But, nnngh…Mingi’s right next to us…” You began to melt into Wooyoung’s arms and the soft mattress below you, unable to resist spreading your legs out for him, your thigh even resting against Mingi’s, not noticing when it shifted just as two of Wooyoung’s digits slipped inside you.

Licking at his lips, Wooyoung then pressed them onto your cheek, egging you on in a low voice, “Then, tell me to stop, baby.” He began to fuck his fingers into you at a fast pace, your walls clenching around them. “Right now. Say it.” Now, he was relentlessly rubbing his thumb into your clit with his free hand, still working your cunt, hooking his digits against the spot that made you spasm, your body growing warmer and heavier. When you pouted up at him and whined, he simply mirrored your helpless expression. “What’s the matter, baby? Hm?”

“Oh– fuck, right there…” you moaned out, not even attempting to look at the laptop screen in front of you, instead solely focused on your best friend beside you, so desperate to cum, you began to roll your hips down every time his fingers plunged into you.

“Yeah? You’re feeling really good now, aren’t you, Y/N? Now that you’re nice and full? Just look at you, baby…You can’t help but fuck yourself dumb on my fingers, huh?” Wooyoung looked like the monster from the movie now, eyes full of hunger, like he was ready to eat you up.

“Uh-huh, uh-huhhh…” Just as your sounds of pleasure began to crescendo, your mind growing cloudier by the second, pulling at the sheets below you because you were right there, Wooyoung ceased his movement completely, leaving you high and dry. “No, please, don’t stop, please…!”

Wooyoung gave you a look of indifference, much like a cat that suddenly wasn’t interested in playtime anymore. “Show me your tits. Maybe then I’ll make you cum.”

Desperate for your best friend’s attention and touch, you slowly rolled your tank top up until your tits spilled out, tears pricking at your eyes. How did you get here? Why did Wooyoung’s dark gaze outweigh the paralyzing shame you felt? Or is that what made you wet? The way you were slutting yourself out for your best friend while the other was sleeping right next to you? “Please make me cum, Y-Youngie…”

“Fuck, you’re so cute, come here.” Now, Wooyoung was on top of you, leaving as much as his saliva on your tits as possible, squeezing one when he was noisily sucking on the other, his dilated eyes never leaving your teary ones. “Can I fuck you, Y/N? I’ll make you cum, I promise…I need to be inside you, baby, please, you’re so fucking hot…” Desperate for release, Wooyoung lowered his sweatpants until his heavy cock dropped onto your bare cunt, rubbing himself along it, making your mind grow that much more empty. “Just the tip, okay? That’s okay, yeah?”

Before you knew it, you were nodding, and just like that, he was inside you, your best friend, using you like a cocksleeve. Wooyoung was ramming his cock into your cunt like he was trying to knock you up. “That’s a good slut, fuckkk, taking me so well,” You tried to moan, to speak, to say anything, but you couldn’t, not with the way his tongue suddenly went down your throat.

All you could do was cling onto Wooyoung, your nails digging into his skin when it felt like the tip of his cock was pounding into your cervix, almost growing dizzy. When you heard your best friend groaning about how he was about to fuck you full of his cum, you gasped, unable to talk, short, broken moans being punched out of you each time Wooyoung slammed himself into you, your thighs hooking around his waist once his hot load began to pour into you. It was then that you turned your head just in time to realize Mingi was watching you intently, his plush lips parted just enough to let drool slip past, catching onto the way that something was moving rapidly underneath the comforter somewhere near his abdomen.

“Told you she would put out, didn’t I, Min?” Wooyoung mused smugly, fucking you through the orgasm that tore through your used body, using your bruised hips like handlebars as he did so.

“You were so right, Woo, so, so right,” Mingi sighed out, tossing his head back into the pillow behind him, leaving a few watery cumshots on the inside of your comforter and his hand.

You didn’t know if you wanted to cry or to cum again, instead just trying to catch your breath, hiding your face underneath one of your wrists, at least until Wooyoung pulled it down and made you look at the both of them.

“You’ll let Mingi have a turn, won’t you, Y/N? It’s only fair, right?”

Mingi nodded in agreement, before leaning in, licking across his teeth. “Having my cock inside your little used cunt next will make another good ‘distraction’, don’t you think?”

Even though the credits were rolling on the laptop behind them, the monsters hadn’t left. They were right there in front of you, waiting for your permission to ravage you. You couldn’t help but nod. They were your best friends, after all.

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Skz fake texts ── bf! Seungmin Photo convos with your Menace beware, very delulu

Warning: mentions of suggestive, playful banter

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YUNHO at the 'Kwak Hyun Joo Collection' | Seoul Fashion Week 2025 SS

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Paring : Jungkook x fab reader.

Summary : Jungkook comforts you after a bad date and then...

Rating : Smut, I'm just obsessed with friends to lovers tropes I'm sorry! oral sex, fingering, sex. MDNI

You trudge home from yet another disastrous date, your mood sinking with every step. Your phone vibrates in your bag. Pulling it out, you see a text from your best friend

‘How’s the date going?’

‘Terrible. I cut it short. Heading home.’

‘Up for some company?’

‘Sure.’

‘Be there in twenty.’

****

The knock at the door pulls you from your thoughts, and when you open it, your breath catches in your throat. Jungkook stands there, tall and impossibly handsome, his presence filling the doorway. 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬

He’s golden and toned, his skin glowing under the soft light of the hallway. The hoops in his ears catch the light, a subtle glimmer accentuating his rugged allure. His muscles have clearly been honed by countless hours at the gym, and the sight of him makes a delicious frisson of pleasure race through you. You can’t help but feel your nipples tighten beneath your clothes, the reaction as immediate as it is unwelcome.

  Why did you have to be so attracted to someone you couldn't have?

You swallow hard, forcing a smile as you look up at him. “Hi,” you say, opening the door wider to let him in.

His bunny grin is infectious, lighting up his face as he holds up a bag. His dark eyes gleam with mischief and warmth. “I brought supplies.”

“You’re too good to me,” you reply, your voice carrying a hint of genuine gratitude as you turn and head toward the kitchen.

Jungkook follows you, his footsteps light but purposeful. “I know,” he teases, his voice low and playful. “So, spill. How bad was it?” His brows furrow, a look of concern mingling with curiosity.

You let out a sigh, rolling your eyes as you set about rummaging in the fridge. “He was twenty minutes late, made all these suggestive comments, and then spent the rest of the time bragging about himself,” you reel off, frustration lacing your tone.

Jungkook’s expression sharpens as he leans against the kitchen counter, his gaze fixed on you. “What kind of comments?” he asks, his brow arched in genuine interest.

“That he liked my tits, asked if they were real, then invited me back to his place for some ‘fun’—all within ten minutes,” you recount, your voice dripping with disdain.

Jungkook’s eyes flick to your chest, then back to you with a mix of frustration and anger. He pushes his tongue into his cheek, cracking his knuckles with a determined glare. 

“I’ll beat his ass,” he mutters under his breath. It’s true, you had a nice pair, but that asshole? He was just disgusting.

You laugh softly, placing a hand over his clenched fists and rubbing them soothingly. “I know you would,” you say, your voice warm with appreciation. “But he’s not worth it. I just pretended I was going to the bathroom and then snuck out.”

Jungkook scrunches his nose in disapproval, his eyes narrowing slightly. “Stop going on dates with losers. You need a real man.”

“I know,” you reply, tossing your hair over your shoulder with a playful chuckle. “Let me know if you find one who’s interested in me.”

As you waltz over to the cupboard, you reach up on tiptoes to grab some glasses. Jungkook’s eyes follow you, a soft murmur escaping his lips. 

“I’m right here,” he says quietly, his tone almost teasing.

He leans casually against the kitchen counter, his gaze tracking up your body, lingering on the way your yoga pants cling to your curves in all the right places. His eyes soften into a bunny-like grin as you stretch, struggling to reach the glasses. 

The sight of you, determined and a little bit adorable, makes his smile widen. 

Cute

Pushing away from the counter, Jungkook strides over to you, his movements smooth and assured. He places his warm hand on your hip, the heat of his touch seeping through the thin fabric of your yoga pants. 

“Here, let me,” he murmurs softly, his voice a low rumble that sends a shiver down your spine. He bends his head slightly, drawing in the faint, sweet scent of strawberries from your shampoo.

The warmth of his breath on your neck makes you stiffen, a jolt of surprise coursing through you.

 You instinctively try to step aside, but he’s right there, a solid wall that traps you gently but firmly.

His thumb starts a lazy, soothing circle on your skin as he hands you the glasses, his touch causing goosebumps to erupt across your arms.

You close your eyes for a brief moment, savouring the unexpected tenderness, the way his touch sends ripples of sensation through you.

The simple act of handing over the glasses becomes something far more intimate, charged with a current you hadn’t anticipated.

“Thanks,” you murmur, your voice barely above a whisper as you turn back around, peeking up at him from under your lashes. You can feel his eyes on you, a heavy, lingering gaze that doesn’t waver.

Jungkook’s gaze meets yours, a simmering heat in his eyes that speaks volumes more than words ever could. He licks his lips slowly, he can't deny his attraction to you.

You were so fucking sexy. The blood begins to flow to his cock.

Feeling suddenly shy under Jungkook's intense stare, your heart rate leaps and your stomach flips. The silence stretches between you, thick and charged, neither of you finding the words to break it.

Jungkook clears his throat, his cheeks flushing slightly as he steps back, trying to regain his composure. Pull yourself together, Jungkook, he mentally chides himself.

Just as he’s about to fully recompose himself, your voice breaks through the tension.

“Hope you’re ready to take an ass whooping!” you call out, a playful challenge in your tone as you dart out of the kitchen to switch on the games console. 

Your cheeks are flushed, a blend of embarrassment and excitement.

Jungkook’s grin widens as he follows you, his gaze lingering on your perky ass with a mix of admiration and amusement. “I think you mean, you’ll be the one taking the ass whooping,” he counters smoothly, his voice dripping with teasing confidence.

Images of him spanking it seven shades of red, fill his mind. He inwardly groans. He shouldn't be having those kind of thoughts about you, you were his friend.

He discreetly moves his semi-erection swallowing down his arousal, this would be a long evening.

******

Standing up, you stretch out your legs, the sting of defeat from the game still fresh. You head into the kitchen, seeking solace in a fresh beer from the fridge.

The cool metal feels satisfying against your palm, and you’re just about to take a long, refreshing sip when a large, tattooed hand abruptly snatches it from your grasp.

“Hey!” you exclaim, spinning around in surprise. Your scowl deepens as you see Jungkook, leaning casually against the counter, taking a hearty swig from the bottle.

His eyes sparkle with mischievous delight as he savours the beer, completely unfazed by your irritation.

That’s mine! Get your own!” you whine, trying to snatch the item from Jungkook’s grasp. He lifts it high above his head, knowing full well you’re too short to reach it.

He snickers at your futile attempts, his laughter light and teasing. He pats you on the head playfully. “Aww, so cute! Like a little hobbit,” he teases, his eyes dancing with mischief. You scowl at the nickname, knowing he’s fully aware of how much it annoys you.

His laughter turns into a grunt as you jab him in the stomach, but he doesn’t budge. Instead, he just laughs harder, lifting the item even higher.

“Give it back!” you growl, tugging at his arm with increasing frustration.

“Make me,” he taunts, wiggling his eyebrows in that annoyingly charming way. He knows exactly how to push your buttons. You huff, glaring at him as you yank at his arm.

“Ugh! You’re so annoying! Fine, keep it,” you finally concede, stepping back and leaning against the counter, your eyes still locked on him with irritation.

As you sulk, a new idea forms in your mind. A mischievous smirk curls on your lips as you call his name softly. When he looks up, you saunter over to him with deliberate grace.

Leaning in close, you press your body against his, the warmth of your skin against his making his breath hitch. You look up at him from beneath thick lashes, your proximity making his eyes widen slightly in confusion.

“What are you doing?” he asks, his voice low and uncertain. His throat bobs as he swallows, his body tensing as he braces for whatever comes next. You bite your lip, gently placing your hands on his waist, feeling his muscles shift beneath your touch.

“Jungkook…?” you whisper, drawing out his name with a hint of something that makes his breath catch.

“Hmmm?” His gaze drops to your mouth, his lips slightly parted as he inhales softly.

“There’s something I really want to do,” you say, your voice barely above a whisper. Your eyes flick down to his lips and then back up to his, holding his gaze with a look that promises mischief.

His pupils dilate, locking onto yours with an intensity that makes the air between you crackle.

“Yeah?” he breathes shakily, his head tilting closer, drawn in by the magnetic pull of your closeness.  His desire licking at him, his cock threatening to harden.

“Yeah…” you whisper, reaching up on your tiptoes, your mouth twitching at the corner in a playful smile.

Without warning, you wiggle your index fingers into his sides.

“Noooo!” he gasps, his eyes widening in surprise as he wriggles, trying to escape your relentless tickling.

Seizing the opportunity, you snatch the bottle from his grasp, bursting into laughter.

“MINE!” you shout triumphantly, spinning away to take a sip of your prize.

But Jungkook’s not done. His strong, muscled arms wrap around yours, his grip firm as he tries to wrestle the bottle back. 

His muscles flex under the strain, and with a smooth, fluid motion, he flips you around so that you’re facing him.

 “Oh, we’re playing dirty, are we?” he grins, his voice low and teasing, as he pulls you flush against his chest. His lips are tantalizingly close to yours, the heat between you palpable and charged with playful energy.

You feel his erection pressing against your stomach making you inhale softly. Your heart rate kicking up a heavy thud as arousal floods your core.

Two can play that game!” Jungkook laughs ignoring his straining cock as he kicks your legs from under you. Your eyes widen in shock as you lose your balance, your body toppling backward.

In a swift move, he snatches the beer from your hands. As you instinctively reach for him to steady yourself, he misjudges his own footing, and both of you end up crashing down together with a soft “Oof.” You land on the floor, him sprawled on top of you, the beer splashing out and soaking your top.

The bottle rolls away, its contents spreading across your chest, the cold liquid seeping through your shirt.

He pushes himself up on his arms, peering down at you with a mix of concern and amusement.

 “Argh, it’s so cold! Kook, you got me so wet,” you yelp, trying to flap your shirt to keep the dampness at bay, but it’s a losing battle.

The chill of the liquid makes you shiver as it soaks through to your bra. Jungkook’s gaze drops to where your T-shirt clings to your chest, his eyes darkening with an intense heat. He licks his lips slowly, clearly affected by the sight.

“Is that all it took?” he murmurs, his voice dropping into a deep, sultry satoori that sends a thrill through you.

He leans in close, his breath warm against your ear. “I’m sure I can do better than that,” he whispers, his lips grazing the shell of your ear, sending shivers cascading down your spine.

You tense at his words, your breath hitching as you become acutely aware of his body pressed against yours.

The warmth of his skin, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat—it all sends a surge of arousal through you.

“Oh yeah?” you breathe out, your voice trembling with a mixture of anticipation and desire. Your heart pounds so loudly you’re certain he can hear it, the steady thud reverberating between you.

He dips his head, his lips brushing against your cheek, so close to your mouth that you can almost taste the heat of his breath. “Yeah,” he whispers, his voice a low, seductive murmur. 

Then, almost as if in slow motion, he places a gentle kiss on your lips, lingering for just a heartbeat.

He pulls back slightly, his gaze locked on yours, his eyes searching for your reaction. The tension in the air is electric, his own heartbeat racing as he waits for your response.

A thrill runs through you under his intense gaze, the connection between you palpable and undeniable. With a quick, deliberate motion, you cup the back of his head, guiding him back to your lips.

The room is filled with the intoxicating sounds of slow, passionate kisses and soft, breathy moans.

You squirm beneath him, your legs parting to accommodate his body, letting him settle into the curve of your form. His erection is pressing hard against your core.

Unable to help control your reaction, you grind on it, creating a tantalising friction against your clit.

Breathing heavily, Jungkook pulls back just enough to catch his breath, his lips grazing your neck with a trail of soft, lingering kisses.

He inhales deeply, savouring the sweet, intoxicating scent of your skin, the warmth of you against him making his pulse quicken.

“I really want you,” he admits, his voice rough with desire, each word a raw confession.

“Then have me,” you whisper, your breath hot against his ear as you playfully nibble on his lobe. The intimate gesture sends a shiver down his spine, the heat between you almost palpable.

He sits up, his gaze traveling over your flushed, pink lips, your heavy-lidded eyes, and the rosy flush that lights up your cheeks.

The sight of you, so beautifully undone, makes his heart race even faster, his attraction to you more intense than ever.

 Trailing a finger down your damp cleavage, his fingers play with the hem of your t-shirt.

"Let's take this off." . You sit up giving him a hand as he pulls it over your head. His lips recapture yours, moaning softly, as his hand reach reach around your back to unclasp your bra. Your breasts spilling free.

Leaning back, his heavy lidded gaze admires them, bottom lip rolling between his teeth. A warm hand cups and squeeze one before gently pushing you back on the floor.

Reaching over the for the remains in the bottle. He pours a little on to your chest.

You gasp wide eyed from the cold contact which turns to whimpers as his hot tongue laps it up.

"Mmmmmmm. Now that's how you drink a beer." He growls taking a pink nipple into his mouth.

Sucking and flicking his tongue over it pleasure floods your body setting in alight "Jungkook." your breathy voice comes out.

He slips a hand down into the waist band of your yoga pants "No panties? Fuck" he grits his teeth as he feels the smooth bareness of your mound.

Hand creeping further down, reaching your clit. He blows out a harsh breath he hadn't realised he was holding in.

Rubbing the nub in slow circles. He listens to the sexy little moans that fall out of your mouth. How many times had he imagined this moment?

His fingers trail further down, reaching your wetness. "You're so wet already, but I promised I'd make you wetter." He bites his lip smirking at you, his eyes hooded with desire.

His middle finger nudges as your entrance, sliding in. He groans at the way it tightens around his digit as your back arches in to him. He finger fucks you ruthelessly, sucking on your nipples.

Your breathing gets shakier. The pleasure rising within you.

"Nnnuuuuuuhhh.....Jungkook. That feels so good." You let out a breathy moan, gripping his bicep.

"Yeah? How about I add another finger? Stretch you out a bit more so you can fit my cock?" His jeans feel uncomfortable as his erection presses against the button of his jeans.

Gripping your yoga pants at the waistband, he pulls them down and over your feet, the cool air sending goosebumps all over your skin.

Your hand finds it's way to his thick bulge, and you palm it through the fabric, he groans at your touch.

'Mmmmmmmm' you reply enjoying the feel of him under your fingertips

"You want that? Want to feel my cock?" He smirks cockily.

"YES!" You gasp as he slides another finger in. Take these off so I can touch you!" You whine, complying he withdraws his fingers from you.

The air whips at your pussy making you feel so empty, as he withdraws his fingers, quickly discarding his clothes.

You bite your lip, eyes roaming over the defined lines of his muscular body. You knew he worked out, but seeing him like this, every inch of him on display, makes your breath catch. He looks like he was sculpted by the gods, all hard angles and raw strength.

A sudden wave of insecurity hits, and instinctively, you move to cover your soft curves, a flush creeping up your neck.

But before you can retreat into yourself, his warm hands gently grasp your wrists, pulling your arms away.

"Don’t," he murmurs, his voice low and tender. His gaze locks onto yours, sincere and full of something that makes your heart skip. "You’re beautiful. I love everything about you."

He kisses your lips deeply, leaving a trail of hot kisses over your skin and stomach, leading his down to your pussy.

His warm breath so close to your entrance makes wait in anticipation, and you crane you neck to get a better view. Making sure you met his eyes, he licks your entrance slowly and deliberately from bottom to top.

"Ugh fuck!"'you gasp clutching at his soft hair, pulling on his roots causing him to grunt, but he didn't stop you. In fact the slight pain was pleasurable for him.

"The times I've imagined this..." Another long, slow, agonising lick.

"You taste so good" he purrs his voice an octave lower than before,  his mouth enveloped your clit, sucking and flicking his tongue over and over.

Sliding two fingers inside he curls them at an angle, that makes whimper with delight. Pumping and tapping them in a scissoring motion, he mercilessly sucks at your bundle of nerves.

"Jungkook" You gasp squirming, the pleasure building in you at an intense rate. His eyes flick to your face, seeing the tell-tale signs and hums in approval.

Hooking an arm over one leg, he holds you firmly in place to stop you moving, his bicep bulging.

Picking up the pace, he fingers fucks you furiously, his tongue darting back and forth over your clit.

The loud squelching noises indicate that you are close, your face flushed in a rosy glow.

Your breaths get shallower, and you tense your stomach as the coil begins to unfurl inside you.

"Oh god! I'm gonna cum." You gasp, the hot ball of pleasure that has you holding your breath for a second, erupts from you.

His mouth sucks on your clit helping you ride out the last moments of your orgasm.

Breathing hard and cheeks feeling warm you gently push his head away as sensitivity kicks in.

Evidence of you on his lips.

He wipes his mouth, grinning at your dazed state. You reach out stroking his clothed cock in your hand, eyes closing in pleasure.

"Please Kook....I need you inside me" you practically beg him. His eyes flicker open, locking onto yours with a heated intensity. With a slow, deliberate movement, he shifts and reclines back on the cool kitchen floor, never breaking eye contact.

"Come here and ride me then" he wiggles his eyebrows mischeviously.

A teasing smile plays on your lips as you straddled his hips. Fingers slid under the waistband of his boxers, the anticipation thrumming between you like a live wire. Slowly, deliberately, you peeled them down, your breath catching as every inch of him was revealed.

Your pulse quickened, a mix of awe and desire flooding your senses.

He was perfect—every part of him.

His cock was hard and swollen, pre -cum beading at the tip. You slide your hips forward, smearing your wetness along the base of his cock and against your folds.

Your breath hitches, your lips finding his in a kiss that’s slow and deep, tasting your essence on his tongue.

His arms snake around your waist, pulling you closer, breasts pushed against his chiselled chest.

Breaking from the kiss, you grind against him, your wetness lubricating his cock.

Your fingers wrap around his hardness, gripping firmly nudging it to your entrance.

Jungkook grips your hips, clenching his jaw, he pushes himself inside slowly, watching where his cock stretches you open. You both cry out when he bottoms out, clutching to each other tightly.

"Fuck! So tight!" he groans, kissing your breasts.

Leaning his head back against the tiles, he spanks your ass, the sound resonating around the room.

"Ride me baby girl" He says with a confident tilt of his lips, placing his hands behind his head, watching to see what you would do.

You slowly rotate your hips, grinding back and forth. His thickness rubbing against your spongey walls.

Watching your breasts jiggle as you move, he reaches out to palm them. Arching your back as you grind,small whimpers fall from you. "Oh fuck"

Using your fingers to circle your clit, pleasure builds up. You pick up the pace, "oh god I'm gonna cum" you gasp out.

Jungkook grips your hips tightly helping you keep momentum. Biting his lip, he watches you come undone, your walls contracting around him.

You slowly rotate your hips, grinding back and forth. His thickness rubbing against your spongey walls.

Watching your breasts jiggle as you move, he reaches out to palm them. Arching your back as you grind, small whimpers fall from you. "Oh fuck"

Using your fingers to circle your clit, pleasure builds up. You pick up the pace, "Oh god I'm gonna cum again" you gasp out.

Jungkook grips your hips tightly helping you keep momentum. Biting his lip, he watches you come undone, your walls contracting around him.

The pleasure coursing through his own body. Eyes closed, and a few short gasps, you cum all over his cock.

Opening your eyes you see him gazing at you. "So pretty" he murmurs stroking your flushed chest.

Moving from your knees, you plant both feet firmly on the ground. Slowly sliding yourself to his tip, hovering, teasing him with shallow thrusts, watching as his eyebrows pinch together with pleasure, before slamming yourself back down on his cock.

He grunts croakily, eyes wide as he watches you, you did that a few more times, the burn in your thighs growing.

Seeing that you needed some assistance, he brings his legs up, placing his feet on the floor, thrusting up in to you. "Fuck, Jungkook" a throaty moan escapes your lips..

The sound of skin slapping fills the room, your pussy squeezing him.

"You like that yeah?" He asks gritting his teeth, as he feels your nails digging in.

You can only manage a breathless nod, your entire body reacting to each powerful thrust, leaving you gasping for air.

Without warning, he shifts, flipping you onto your back, the world tilting as he takes control, his gaze locked on yours, burning with raw intensity.

He grabs your thighs, spreading them wider pounding into you like some primal animal.

"You feel so fucking good, it's better than I imagined" he almost whimpers eyes closing.

Beads of sweat form on his body, he abs rippling with the sheer intensity as he beings a steady rhythm. The sight mesmerised you.

"So deep, your cock feels so big" you whisper as each movement sends waves of pleasure through you. His cock reacts to your words, twitching while inside of you, and his balls feel tight.

He rests his forearms next to your head, slowing his thrusts down as so he can kiss you deeply.

Raking your nails down his back, you tilt your hips up to meet his with each thrust. Earning him needy moans as his tip hits your spongy walls over and over.

"Don't stop Kook....please... don't stop...." you whimper.

"Gonna cum on my cock again?" He grunts as he feels you clench around him, he wouldn't be too far behind himself.

"Yes, so close!"

"Then cum for me Y/N" Jungkook begins moving at an incredible speed, slamming his cock into you over and over. Feral grunts escape his lips as he too chases his own high.

Gripping his ass, the familiar feeling of warm tightness coiling low in your belly rises, until it bursts from you. Crying out his name, your pussy contracts around him, sending him over the edge.

Eyes squeezed shut, his own body trembling as he cums. Guttural moans spill out, dropping his head onto your shoulder as you hold on to each other, completely exhausted and sweaty.

His breath mingles with yours as the room falls into a hush. He pulls back just enough to meet your gaze.

“Wow,” he murmurs, a lazy grin spreading across his face.

The words are barely a whisper, like he’s speaking to himself, still lost in the moment.

Then, without breaking eye contact, he leans in, brushing his lips softly against yours, the kiss lingering with a sweetness that makes your heart stutter.

“Wow,” you whisper, a mix of awe and uncertainty threading through your voice.

The weight of the moment crashes over you, and suddenly, you feel exposed, raw.

You sit up, instinctively wrapping your arms around yourself to cover your body. “What happens now?”

He reaches out, his touch firm yet tender as he gently pulls your arms away. “Hey,” he murmurs, drawing you into his embrace.

His lips brush against your temple, a soft, reassuring kiss that sends warmth flooding through you. “We figure it out together." He looks around the kitchen laughing. "But maybe we take it to some place more comfortable yeah?"

"I wanted to write this for a loooong time. Soooo maknae line?" (from "Ateez seeing you naked for the first time ~ hyung line" post)

YES pleaseee🧎‍♂️

Those scenarios were both comforting and really suggestive, just the right amount of both worlds and I loved it so much.

Take your time though, write the maknae line whenever you want. No pressure

Ateez seeing you naked for the first time ~ maknae line

pairings: ateez maknae line x gn!reader

warnings: very suggestive content

+18 MINORS DNI

San

he kisses you in a way that is hypnotic. slow yet urgent. sweet yet passionate. time with you doesn’t exist, he is convinced you were made for him, and what a heaven-sent present it is to have you all. every single part of you… his. san can’t recall the last time he was this excited, his heart pounds so hard in his chest. your touch is enough to make him crazy, but looking at you bare, vulnerable? he would kill and die for you if he had to. is this a dream? if so, he wants to keep on dreaming of you forever.

“Baby, you sure you wanna do this? Oh… very well then. Put your hands over your head for me. Don’t move. I’m gonna show you how much I want you.”

Mingi

his voice gets very deep and he can’t help but bite his bottom lip thinking about how all his secret fantasies are coming true. the fact that you are right there, under him, your eyes so sparkly waiting for him to do the next move. he takes a moment to scan your body, fingers softly caressing your skin. every curve of your body is studies thoroughly by him because mingi will make this is the first time of many to come.

“Look at me. Now, don’t be shy… you are precious. Ahhh that’s it, look at you, baby. I’ve wanted this since the first moment I saw you. Perfect, you are perfect.”

Wooyoung

he always knew his charisma would get him far, but never thought that it would allow him to share your bed. the way your little kisses spark the dirtiest thoughts in him is insane. you are so delicate and soft, he wants to ruin you. wooyoung tastes your sweet-salty skin. he finds your adorable weak spot behind your ear. he wants you to trust him, just as he trusts you, because he doesn’t plan to let you go.

“Everything about you drives me insane. You doing this on purpose? Let me hear you, beautiful. Am I making you feel good? Yeah? Mmmmm… that’s nice, isn’t it?

Jongho

he is the one that with your permission would take off your clothes, taking his time, admiring your beautiful physique underneath. with every move of his hands, his breath hitches a little, a silly sign of nervousness that you don’t notice. he asks you to help him get undressed as well, never taking his eyes off you. he grabs your face so softly and pulls you towards him, planting a firm kiss on your lips. this is one of the most special nights he has shared with you.

“May I take this off? Let me take care of you. Your lips are so soft, you are magnificent. Come here… Sit on my lap. Tonight is just you and me, ok?”

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a/n: this is pure ✨fiction✨

I hope you like it!!! I loved writing this so much! What should I do next? OT8 or someone specific? Comment or dm me if you would like to be included on the ateez taglist :3

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