To The Anon Who Sent Me This Ask "hongjoong With A Predator And Prey Kink IM BLUSHING JUST THINKING ABOUT

to the anon who sent me this ask "hongjoong with a predator and prey kink IM BLUSHING JUST THINKING ABOUT IT"

i went heavy in cnc roleplay (knife play, running in the woods, established reliationship/safe word kinda thing), send me another ask or a dm to let me know if that works with you, because i don't wanna make you uncomfy i acc want you to enjoy it (⋟﹏⋞)

do you have a permanent taglist? if yes, can I be added to it plz

you're in it babe!

hey could you add me to your lime sorbet taglist please? (((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o)))♡

already answered that one privately but i need it 4 the tags so i can stay organized, don't mind me!!

really REALLY intimate late night sex with joong brainrot OH MY GOD I'LL PASS AWAY it's not even fucking it's like the rawest forms of intimacy and love THEY JUST LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH ☹️☹️

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pairing: hongjoong x fem!reader warnings: nsfw under the cut, use of pet names (baby), unprotected sex (pull out method used), soft sex, quick handjob wrd cnt: 1.2k author's note: wrote this half asleep, sorry if it sucks, not my proudest work but i hope u like it, thank you 4 ur request bb taglist: @hyukssunflower @cqndiedcherries @ad0rechuu lmk if you want 2 be in my permanent taglist masterlist

"don't go," you whisper weakly into the silence of the room, reaching out for hongjoong's figure in the darkness. with delicate fingers, you manage to seize his wrist, and he gently withdraws his hand from yours only to grasp it firmly, pressing his warm palm against yours and intertwining his fingers with yours.

"'m right here, baby," he says, but his back still faces you. it's his habit, you know, whenever he can't sleep, he just sits on the side of the bed, contemplating melodies he could create. it often leads to him leaving the comfort of your warmth to head to your home studio, where he meticulously writes down the notes of the music on random sheets of paper to remember them.

you stand up on your knees, swaying slightly over his form, and embrace him from behind, wrapping your arms around his neck as you bury your face in the crook of his neck. you take a slow breath, savoring the sensation of his cold silver chain against your warm skin. as you press soft kisses on his neck, he strokes your forearm back and forth, comforting you in his gentle embrace.

"can't sleep?" you ask, though you already know the answer. you release your hold on him but shift to hug him lower, wrapping your arms around his waist, as you trace soft patterns on his bare chest. he never wears a shirt to sleep. he nods in response, simply humming as he focuses on the feeling of your nails gently grazing his skin. he loves the feather-like sensation; it soothes him and helps chase away his thoughts. your fingers continue their trail lower and lower, feeling each dip of his abs, and he chuckles softly, muttering something about how it tickles.

"let me make you feel better," you whisper, planting a tender kiss on his shoulder while your hand slips into his sweatpants, finding his length. you stroke it gently until you feel it come to life in your palm. he lets out a soft groan, getting lost in the moment. his hands grip the edge of the mattress, clenching the sheets tightly. his chest rises and falls more intensely now, and he lowers his head, a few strands of hair falling over his forehead, grazing the bridge of his nose. you bring your hand back to your face, moistening it with your spit before continuing to stroke his dick slowly.

"yeah baby just like that," he moans, nodding along with the rhythm of your hand. as you pick up the pace, the sensation overwhelms him in the best way possible. he's completely captivated and can't get enough of it. your kisses on his neck only adding more to his arousal.

as he feels himself getting closer, twitching in your hand, he suddenly grabs your wrist, halting your movement. he gently makes you pull back, and then he stands up, turning to face you. bending down, he kisses your forehead tenderly, the gesture so soft that you might have missed it if your eyes were closed. stepping back slightly, he gazes at you intently, his eyes carefully studying every feature of your face. he delicately traces a finger from your eyebrow to your jaw, and when he reaches the tip of your chin, he tilts your face upwards, ensuring that you're looking at him.

"i love you," he simply says, and you echo the sentiment, both of your voices soft, further enhancing the soothing atmosphere enveloping you. he plants another gentle kiss on your lips before guiding you down onto the mattress. he continues to shower you with affectionate kisses, trailing them down your neck with tenderness. as he does so, he takes the time to remove his pants. after he's left a trail of kisses on your collarbone, he gently lowers your shorts down along with your panties, leaving you as bare as he is.

he strokes his dick twice before he pushes in softly, drawing out moans from the both of you. he leans his body over yours, supporting himself with his elbows, careful not to put too much weight on you. his focus is entirely on you, making sure you feel ever inch inside you.

"you feel so good, fuck i can't get enough of you." he groans in your ear as he keeps thrusting harder and harder, pushing your body higher on the bed. every time you think he can't get deeper he proves you wrong. he showers you with a cascade of heartfelt compliments, expressing his admiration for every little detail that makes you special to him. each word is spoken with genuine affection, as he pulls out only to bottom out, his tip grazing the spot that has you seeing stars.

"i love you so so much, always here for me, that's my good girl, mmh, can always count on you," he pants, your moans music to his ears as you press his body closer to you, scratching his back in the motion. the sting from the scratches sends shivers down his spine, fuelling him to keep going.

"love you too," you whimper, the feeling of his dick in your walls making you almost delirious. you wish you could answer but your tongue fails you, unable to respond to his praises as the pleasure overwhelms your senses. all coherent thoughts escape you, leaving you repeating the same words like a broken record, "love you, love you, l-love you."

"it's okay i got you pretty, don't worry, i got you," he answers back, now standing on his knees as he looks at your face, expression completely fucked out. your droopy eyes match his half-lidded eyes and he swears he could cum from the sight of your flushed cheeks, his baby looking so pretty with beads of sweat forming on the edge of her hairline. he feels his stomach clench down, his body reacting to you and he bites down on his bottom lip, "take it baby, just wanna make you feel good."

"wanna have you with me forever, can't live without you baby," he brings two fingers down on your clit, making quick motions that have you arching your back on the mattress as you reach for something, anything to ground you down. you're met with one of his hands, firm on both of your wrists and you let out a silent cry as you finally cum. he follows suit, pulling out to cum on your stomach, head lowered as he tries to catch his breathe. he stays still for a minute, still holding your wrists before he gets up to grab something to clean you off.

he wipes down your body and leaves you once again to drop the towel somewhere but you're too tired to worry about him not being next to you. he gently slides you under the covers, cradling your body in his arms.

"was supposed to make you sleep, but i'm the one exhausted," you chuckle sleepily against his chest, and he laughs in response, stroking your hair. you drift off quickly, completely relaxed in his arms, and hongjoong spends the night listening to your soft snores. he swears it's a more beautiful sound than any melody he could ever create.

TAGLIST (so i can acc stay organized)

lime sorbet : @cookiechristie @aestheticsluut @satsuri3su @sugarrush-blush beneath the surface : @cookiechristie @satsuri3su apocalyptic amour : @eightmakesonebraincell steel and silk : @kisaane-not @nyctogeny ghostface blurb : @watamotee33 @the-flavour-of-deaths-ass permanent taglist (for all works) : @satsuri3su @cqndiedcherries @hyukssunflower @ad0rechuu @hiraii-gf @marievllr-abg @liniiiaa

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preview of the next blurb i'll write after i finish answering all my requests, lmk if you want 2 be tagged

as you lie amidst the corpses of your fellow frat friends, faking being dead, ghostface!mingi cracks a joke to ghostface!yunho who's cleaning his knife with his black robe. the humor catches you off guard, and you can't help but let out a chuckle. all eyes are on you in a second.

"fuck man y'all got me, i can't even lie, i deserve to die for that," you admit, sitting back up and rubbing your face in surrender. you don't know if it's the adrenaline coursing through your veins or your natural habit of not taking things seriously, but weirdly you're not scared.

the rest of ghostface!ateez stands frozen in shock, their eyes fixed on you, utterly puzzled. they can't believe you're just sitting there, giggling away in this grim setting.