Can You Write Soobin X Male Reader Where Soobin Gets Jealous Of M/n Hanging Out With His Friends And

Can you write soobin x male reader where soobin gets jealous of m/n hanging out with his friends and ignores him so the m/n make it up to him

Paring: Top!Soobin x Bottom!Male reader

Genre: Smut

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A/n: Sorry for the delay. Got food poisoning and had to catch up on schoolwork. Hope you enjoy it! Also, I mistakenly disabled anonymous requests. But now it's fixed! Please feel free to request anonymously.

The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the city as Soobin stood outside the dormitory. He couldn't shake the feeling of unease in his gut. His boyfriend, M/n, had been spending more and more time with the other members, leaving Soobin feeling increasingly ignored and jealous. It didn't help that the dormitory, which had once been their safe haven, now felt more like a place where Soobin was constantly reminded of his boyfriend's growing attachment to his members.

He sighed, running a hand through his hair as he made his way back to his car. The air was cool against his skin, a welcome relief from the suffocating heat that had been hanging over the city for days. As he drove home, his mind raced with thoughts of confronting M/n and demanding more of his attention.

When he finally arrived at M/n's apartment, his stomach was in knots. He hadn't seen his boyfriend since they'd left the dorm, and he couldn't help but feel anxious about what M/n might be doing with the other members. He took a deep breath, steadying himself before knocking on the door.

M/n answered the door a moment later, looking up at Soobin with a warm smile. "Hey, baby. I'm glad you're here. I missed you." His voice was soft and reassuring, and it made some of Soobin's tension start to ease. "I was just about to order dinner. Do you want anything in particular?"

Soobin hesitated for a moment, still feeling a little hurt, but he forced a smile back. "I'm not really hungry," he lied. "I just wanted to see you." He stepped inside, glancing around the familiar apartment. "How was your day?"

M/n followed him in, closing the door behind them. "It was alright. We just hung out and talked about music, you know?" He walked over to Soobin, wrapping his arms around him. "I missed you too. I'm sorry I've been spending so much time with the others. I didn't mean to make you feel left out."

Soobin leaned into the touch, closing his eyes. "It's okay," he said softly. "I understand. I just… wanted to be with you tonight." He took a deep breath, trying to shake off the remaining bitterness. "Can I… can I spend the night?"

M/n pulled back, his eyes searching Soobin's face. There was a mixture of hope and uncertainty in his expression. "Of course, baby. I want you to stay. I'm sorry I've been such a shitty boyfriend lately." He kissed Soobin softly on the lips, his tongue teasing the seam. "How about I make it up to you?"

Soobin smiled, returning the kiss more eagerly this time. "I'd like that," he murmured, running his hands up M/n's chest. He felt a thrill of anticipation course through him as he thought about what M/n might have in store.

M/n led Soobin over to the couch, their bodies pressed tightly together as they kissed. He could feel Soobin's erection pressing against his thigh, and the knowledge that his boyfriend was turned on by him filled him with a sudden rush of desire. He broke the kiss, breathing heavily. "Why don't you take off your clothes, baby? I want to see all of you."

Soobin nodded, beginning to unbutton his shirt. As he peeled it off, revealing his chest, he caught M/n's appreciative gaze and felt a wave of heat spread through him. He kicked off his shoes and socks, then unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the floor. He stepped out of them, standing before M/n in nothing but his underwear.

M/n licked his lips, taking in the sight of Soobin's bare chest and the prominent erection straining against his boxer briefs. He moved closer, running his hands up Soobin's thighs, feeling the warmth and firmness of his skin. He kissed Soobin again, more roughly this time, their tongues tangling together as they explored each other's mouths.

Breaking the kiss, M/n pushed Soobin back onto the couch, straddling his hips. He leaned forward, taking one of Soobin's nipples into his mouth and sucking hard. Soobin let out a small groan as pleasure coursed through him. M/n moved lower, kissing and nipping his way down Soobin's stomach, before finally reaching his target. He grabbed Soobin's boxer briefs and tugged them down, freeing his erection.

Soobin gasped as M/n wrapped his lips around the head of his cock, sucking gently at first and then with more force. He arched his back, his hands fisting in the couch cushions. M/n bobbed his head, taking more of Soobin into his mouth, the hot wetness surrounding him sending shivers of pleasure through his body. He felt M/n's hand grip his hip, guiding him in deeper, and he moaned, thrusting his hips forward in time with M/n's movements.

M/n pulled off, lips wet and shining with Soobin's essence. He looked up at Soobin, their eyes meeting in a heated gaze. "You taste so good," he whispered before leaning down to take one of Soobin's nipples into his mouth, sucking roughly as he began to stroke him again. Soobin felt himself close to the edge, his hips bucking up into each thrust of M/n's hand.

With a growl, Soobin flipped them over, pinning M/n beneath him. He positioned himself between M/n's legs, feeling the heat and wetness of his entrance as he slowly lowered himself down. He thrust forward, feeling the head of his cock press against M/n's prostate. M/n arched his back, letting out a gasp as the sensation overtook him. Soobin began to move, slowly at first, but gaining speed as he lost himself in the pleasure of being inside M/n's body.

The friction of their skin together was exquisite, and M/n's moans only fueled Soobin's desire. He grabbed M/n's hips, holding him tightly as he thrust deeper and harder. M/n's ass was incredibly tight, and it felt incredible as he bottomed out inside of him. Soobin knew he couldn't last much longer. He began to thrust faster, harder, feeling the familiar tightness building in his groin.

As he neared his release, he reached down between them, finding M/n's half-hard cock. He stroked it in time with his thrusts, guiding it to his entrance. When M/n's cock was fully embedded in his hand, he squeezed, feeling the softness give way as it hardened under his touch. M/n arched his back, crying out his pleasure, his eyes rolling back in his head.

Soobin thrust harder, feeling the pressure build in his own groin. He could feel his cum rising, ready to spill free. He looked down at M/n, watching as his own thrusts pushed his cock deeper inside of him, stretching the tight muscles. He couldn't hold back any longer. With a growl, he released himself, thrusting powerfully as his seed spilled into M/n's body.

M/n arched his back, crying out in ecstasy as he felt Soobin's hot cum filling him up. His own orgasm overtook him, his body tensing and spasming as he came, shooting his own load deep inside of Soobin. The sensation was overwhelmingly pleasurable, and he clung to Soobin, their bodies moving together in a rhythm of bliss.

As the aftershocks of their climaxes began to subside, they lay there together, panting and sweaty. M/n wrapped his arms around Soobin, feeling the warmth of his skin against his own. They stayed like that for several minutes, catching their breath and reveling in the closeness they shared.

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Yoo I was wondering if you could write a fic with a FtM reader with a poly relationship with Felix and Changbin. It could be purely fluff but if you want it could lead to smut :> Of course take your time with writing it.

JUST THE WAY U R

Paring: Felix x Changbin x FTM reader

Genre: Slight angst, Fluff

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A/n: Sorry for the delay, I wanted to write this as best as possible.

M/n, a member of the famous K-pop group Stray Kids, was curled up in the fetal position on his bed, clutching his lower abdomen in agony. His usually bright eyes were bloodshot from the pain, and beads of sweat trickled down his forehead. He hated this. He hated the way it hurt, the way it made him feel weak, the way it made him feel like a freak. No one knew about this, not even his two boyfriends, Felix and Changbin. They loved him, he knew they did, but they didn't know the secret he had been carrying around for years.

M/n was a female-to-male transgender, and he had gotten top surgery. It was supposed to make him feel more comfortable in his own skin, but it hadn't helped with the periods. They still came, still made him feel like shit, still reminded him of the life he had left behind. And now, as he lay there in pain, he couldn't help but wish that he could just get rid of them altogether.

His two boyfriends, Felix and Changbin, were both in the next room, talking in hushed tones. They had noticed something was wrong and had come to check on him. They were so sweet, so caring, but they didn't know the truth. They didn't know about his past. And he wasn't sure if he was ready to tell them yet.

M/n's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of their voices growing louder. They were coming into his room, concern etched on their faces. "Love, what's wrong?" Felix asked, kneeling beside the bed. Changbin moved to sit behind M/n, resting his hands on his shoulders.

M/n took a deep breath, trying to steel himself for their reactions. "I-I got my period," he stammered. "It hurts really bad." There, he'd said it. The words were out in the open now. He braced himself for their judgment, for them to tell him that they didn't want to be with him anymore.

But instead, Felix and Changbin's faces softened. They exchanged a look before turning back to M/n. "Oh, love," Felix breathed, reaching out to gently stroke his hair. "I'm so sorry. That must hurt so much." Changbin nodded in agreement, his expression full of sympathy. "We're here for you, no matter what."

M/n felt a lump form in his throat. He didn't expect them to react this way. They didn't seem disgusted or angry or disappointed. They just looked worried and concerned. A tiny, hopeful part of him began to wonder if maybe they could still love him, even with this secret.

"Here," Felix said, carefully taking M/n's hand and pressing something warm and soft into it. "It's a heating pad. It should help with the cramps." He reached over and placed another object on the bedside table. "And I brought you your favorite food and drink. You should eat something, love. It'll make you feel better."

M/n looked up at Felix, his eyes brimming with tears. "Thank you," he whispered. "You don't have to take care of me."

Felix smiled gently. "Yes, we do. We love you, and we want to make you feel better. Now, why don't you eat something, and I'll help you with the heating pad?"

M/n couldn't help but smile back, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Okay," he said, taking the food and drink from Felix. As he ate, the warmth from the heating pad began to seep into his lower abdomen, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. It felt so good to finally be comfortable.

Felix and Changbin continued to hover over him, making sure he was okay and offering words of encouragement. They told him that it was normal for trans men to still get periods, and that they would always love him no matter what. M/n couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over him. Maybe this wasn't the end, maybe they could still have a future together.

As the pain began to subside, M/n found himself growing more and more aware of the affection they were showing him. The way they looked at him with such love and understanding, the way they touched him so gently, it was all so overwhelmingly sweet. He couldn't help but feel grateful to have them in his life.

The afternoon passed slowly, with the three of them curled up on the bed, watching movies and sharing bites of food. It felt so nice to just be together, to not have to hide any part of himself from them. M/n couldn't help but marvel at how comfortable he felt with Felix and Changbin. They were the only ones who truly understood what he was going through, and they never once made him feel ashamed or alone.

Are you still taking request right now? I loved reading the half sisters one. So, I'm hoping if you can write another G!P! Yeji x Fem Reader.

Like both of the reader's group and ITZY have been friends, everyone is aware of Yeji's feelings for the reader—who's oblivious—but they are getting impatient when she'll make a move so they decided to use Chaeryeong to make her jealous while they are drinking. She's drunk and jealous then she made her move, owning the reader in her room.

Jealous Girl

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Paring: Top!G!P!Yeji x Bttm!Reader

Genre: smut

Requested

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A/n: Requests are open

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In the bustling heart of Seoul, Yeji navigated the crowded streets with a quiet determination. Her brown hair was pulled back into a sleek ponytail, showcasing sharp, piercing eyes that could cut through the dense urban sprawl. Despite the sound of the city, Yeji remained unfazed, her gaze focused on the horizon where the neon lights danced with the setting sun. She was known for her unshakeable poise and talent, which earned her a place in the popular K-pop girl group, ITZY. But tonight, Yeji's thoughts weren't on the next chart-topping hit or the flash of paparazzi cameras. They were on someone else entirely—Y/n, her best friend and fellow idol from another group.

Yeji and Y/n had been inseparable since their early trainee days, sharing laughter, tears, and secrets that only the closest of friends could understand. They had seen each other at their best and their worst, through the glitz and glamour of the industry, and the darker moments that lurked behind the scenes. The bond between them was unbreakable, or so Yeji thought. But lately, Yeji had been harboring a secret that even she hadn't fully come to terms with—a fierce, all-consuming love for Y/n that she didn't know how to express. It was a love that made her heart race and her palms sweat every time they were close, a love that was as much a part of her as the beat of her favorite songs.

The air grew thick with anticipation as Yeji approached the sleek, modern building that housed ITZY's dorm. Her heart pounded in her chest, a mix of excitement and nerves. Tonight, the plan was simple—a casual gathering with their closest friends to unwind and catch up. But Yeji had something else in mind. For too long, she had watched Y/n from the sidelines, her feelings a silent crescendo threatening to burst forth. Her bandmates had noticed the tension, the way Yeji's eyes would follow Y/n, the way she would light up when their hands brushed together. They had decided it was time for a little nudge in the right direction.

As Yeji entered the dorm, she found the others already there, chattering and laughing. The room was alive with the scent of freshly applied makeup and the sweetness of bubble tea. Chaeryeong, one of Yeji's members, winked at her, a knowing smile playing on her lips. They had all agreed to help Yeji tonight, to orchestrate a situation that would force the issue out into the open. The stage was set, the lights dimmed, and the music was playing just right—it was showtime.

Yeji took a deep breath and searched the room for Y/n. She found her lounging on the couch, scrolling through her phone with a gentle smile playing on her lips. Yeji's heart skipped a beat at the sight of her, the girl who had unwittingly become the muse for so many of her late-night thoughts. Tonight, she was going to lay her cards on the table and hope that Y/n felt the same way. But first, she needed a little liquid courage. Grabbing a bottle of soju from the counter, she poured herself a shot and knocked it back, the fiery liquid burning a path down her throat and into her belly. The room grew louder as the alcohol began to take effect, loosening the knots of anxiety that had been twisting inside her.

The game of spicy truth or dare began, a playful banter filling the air as the group took turns revealing their most intimate secrets and performing outrageous dares. Yeji watched as Y/n's cheeks flushed with every risque question, her eyes sparkling with amusement. She was so beautiful, so untouchable, and Yeji's desire grew with every shared glance. Chaeryeong, ever the mastermind, suggested a twist to the game—each truth would have to be more daring than the last, each dare more intimate. The room buzzed with excitement and the occasional squeal of embarrassment.

As the night progressed, the drinks flowed freely, and the atmosphere grew hotter. The tension between Yeji and Y/n was palpable, their friends' glances darting between them like a tennis match. Chaeryeong, noticing Yeji's growing frustration, decided it was time to up the ante. She leaned in close to Y/n, whispering something in her ear that made her giggle and blush. Then she turned to the group with a mischievous grin.

"Truth or dare, Chaeryeong?" Yuna, another one of Yeji's member's, asked, her voice teasing.

"Dare," Chaeryeong replied, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

"I dare you to kiss the person she thinks is the most attractive in the room," Yuna announced.

The room fell silent, all eyes turning to Chaeryeong. Chaeryeong's gaze searched the room, a playful smirk on her lips as she feigned indecision.Chaeryeong's eyes finally locked onto Y/n, and Yeji felt a jolt of jealousy shoot through her. She had to do something before it was too late. Chaeryeong sauntered over to Y/n, who looked surprised but not displeased. As their lips met, Yeji felt her heart drop to the floor, a cold, hard knot forming in her stomach.

The kiss was chaste, but the implication was clear—Chaeryeong had chosen Y/n to make Yeji jealous. And it was working. Yeji's hand tightened around her bottle of soju, the cool glass offering little comfort. She couldn't take it anymore. She had to make a move, or she would lose Y/n to the fog of oblivion forever.

With a newfound determination, Yeji stumbled over to the couch, her legs feeling like jelly. She plopped down next to Y/n, the cushions groaning under her weight. The room spun slightly, but she ignored it, focusing instead on the warmth of Y/n's body so close to hers. Her heart hammered in her chest, and she could feel the heat radiating from the other girl's skin.

"Hey," Yeji slurred, her voice thick with nerves and alcohol. "I've got something to tell you in private."

Y/n looked at her, the surprise in her eyes fading into concern. She took Yeji's hand and gently led her into the bedroom, shutting the door behind them. The music and laughter grew muffled, leaving only the sound of their hearts beating in the quiet space. Yeji's eyes searched Y/n's face, looking for any clue that she had noticed the tension. But Y/n's expression remained open, her curiosity piqued but oblivious to the storm raging within Yeji.

"What's up?" Y/n asked, her voice soft and soothing. Yeji pinned her behind the door, the room spinning a little more than she'd anticipated. She looked into Y/n's eyes, searching for the words that had been trapped in her heart for so long. But the alcohol had other plans. Instead of a confession, she leaned in, capturing Y/n's mouth in a sloppy, desperate kiss.

Y/n stiffened for a moment, shocked by the sudden turn of events. But Yeji's urgency was infectious, and she felt her own body responding, her heart racing and her breath hitching. Yeji's hands roamed over her body, clumsy but earnest, and Y/n found herself kissing back, curiosity giving way to passion. They stumbled towards the bed, the haze of their intoxication mixing with the electricity that had always hummed between them.

Their kisses grew deeper, Yeji's tongue exploring the softness of Y/n's mouth as her hands found the hem of her shirt. She tugged it up, her eyes dark with desire as she revealed Y/n's smooth, bare stomach. Yeji's own shirt was already gone, discarded in the heat of the moment. Their bare skin touched, sending waves of pleasure through both of them. Y/n's mind raced, trying to process the sudden shift in their friendship. But the warmth of Yeji's touch and the way she was looking at her made it impossible to resist.

Yeji's hand slid down to the waistband of Y/n's pants, and she paused, her breath hot against Y/n's neck. "Is this okay?" she murmured, her voice thick with need. Y/n nodded, her pulse pounding in her ears. She had never felt this way before, but she didn't want it to stop. Yeji's fingers deftly unbuttoned the pants, sliding them down to reveal Y/n's panties. The sight of her best friend's bare skin made Yeji's head spin, but she was too far gone to care.

They tumbled onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and fabric. Yeji's hand slipped under the fabric of Y/n's underwear, her fingertips grazing the soft mound of her sex. Y/n gasped, her body responding to the unfamiliar sensation. Yeji's eyes widened, and she whispered an apology, but Y/n's hand shot out to cover hers, urging her to continue. The room was a whirlwind of sensation—the coolness of the sheets, the heat of their bodies, the scent of sweet perfume mingling with the faint tang of sweat.

Y/n's breath grew shallow as Yeji's touch grew bolder. Yeji's thumb circled her clit, sending jolts of pleasure through her core. She had never been touched like this before, never felt this way with anyone, not even herself. Yeji's kisses grew more insistent, her other hand cupping Y/n's breast, her thumb flicking the hardened nipple through the thin fabric of her bra. Y/n arched into the touch, her body begging for more.

But Yeji had a surprise in store for Y/n. As she slid her hand away from Y/n's panties, she whispered, "I need you to sit pretty." She reached down and unbuckled her own pants, her cheeks flushing with a mix of excitement and vulnerability. She pushed them down, revealing a fully erect penis that stood proudly between her legs.

Y/n's eyes widened in shock, but the surprise was quickly replaced with curiosity and arousal. She had never seen anything like it before, but it was Yeji, and she trusted her implicitly. Y/n bit her lip, watching as Yeji stroked her length, the veins pulsing under her touch. The room was filled with the sound of their ragged breaths and the occasional giggle as Yeji's drunkenness made her movements slightly awkward.

Yeji leaned back, her eyes never leaving Y/n's face as she pulled down her boxers, revealing her true self. The sight of her best friend's cock made Y/n's head spin, but she found herself leaning closer, her body drawn to it like a magnet. Yeji positioned herself between Y/n's legs, her cock nudging against the wetness of her pussy. Y/n felt a thrill run through her, a mix of excitement and fear as she realized what was about to happen.

"You're so beautiful," Yeji murmured, her voice thick with lust. She kissed Y/n again, deep and slow, as she lined herself up. With one hand, she guided her cock to Y/n's entrance, the tip brushing against the slick folds. Y/n's breath hitched as Yeji pushed in, the sensation foreign but not unwelcome. Yeji's eyes searched hers, looking for any sign of pain or discomfort. But all she saw was want.

Yeji's movements were gentle at first, her hips rocking slowly as she pushed deeper into Y/n's tight embrace. Y/n's nails dug into the bed, her body adjusting to the new sensation. Yeji's cock filled her up in a way she hadn't anticipated. The initial shock gave way to pleasure, and she found herself moaning into Yeji's mouth, her body moving in time with hers.

Yeji took her time, savoring every moment of their union. She had dreamed of this for so long, and now it was happening. She felt Y/n's walls tighten around her, the wetness of her pussy making it easier to slide in and out. The sounds of their bodies slapping together were muffled by the kisses they shared, the room spinning with desire and the scent of their arousal. Yeji's hand found its way to Y/n's clit again, her thumb rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles as she picked up the pace.

"Your'e mine okay? No one else's," Yeji growled possessively, her movements becoming more urgent as she claimed Y/n with every thrust.

"M' yours Ye-ah~ji, always," Y/n moaned, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as Yeji's thumb worked its magic. Yeji's grip on her hip tightened, her strokes growing faster and deeper. Y/n's body responded in kind, her hips rising to meet each thrust, her moans growing louder. The room was a symphony of their passion, the only music the slap of skin and the wet, needy sounds of their lovemaking.

Yeji felt a pressure building within her, a coil of pleasure that threatened to consume her. She didn't know if it was the alcohol or the sheer intensity of the moment, but she had never felt so alive, so connected to another person. She broke the kiss, panting heavily as she watched Y/n's face contort in ecstasy. The sight was too much, and she felt herself on the brink of release.

"I'm gonna come," Yeji warned, her voice hoarse. "Gonna take all my cum, like a good girl."

Y/n nodded, her eyes glazed with lust. Yeji could see the desire in them, the want, the need. It was all she needed to let go. With a final, powerful thrust, Yeji came, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Y/n squirted around her, her body pulsing in rhythm with Yeji's release. The two of them lay there, panting and trembling, their hearts racing in unison.

Yeji pulled out, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips as she watched the evidence of their love spill out of Y/n. She collapsed beside her, both of them sweaty and disheveled. They lay in silence for a moment, the only sound their ragged breaths. Then, Y/n spoke, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Yeji… that was amazing" Y/n said, still trying to catch her. breath. Her voice was filled with wonder and a hint of disbelief at the intense intimacy they had just shared. Yeji rolled onto her side, her hand tracing lazy patterns on Y/n's stomach. She felt a warmth spread through her, a warmth that was not just from the alcohol.

"You liked it?" Yeji asked, her voice tinged with hope and insecurity. Y/n nodded, her cheeks still flushed from the exertion. She reached out to cup Yeji's face, pulling her in for a gentle kiss. "I liked it a lot," she murmured, her eyes shining sincerely.

The Half Sisters

Paring:Nerd!G!P!Yeji x reader x Cheerleader!G!P!Girlfriend!Yuna

Genre:Smut

Summary: You were initially going to Yuna's house to study, but that plan fell through.

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A/n: Oh my God! It's my birthday. Anyway, my next posts will be about the stuff that was requested.

You waltz into Yuna's house, a spring in your step, ready to settle in for some quality study time with your cheerleader captain girlfriend. The familiar smell of Yuna's mom's homemade lasagna fills the air, mingling with the scent of her dad's aftershave. You head straight for the dining room to drop your bag, and that's when you hear it: footsteps, padding softly across the kitchen floor. Instinctively, you assume it's one of Yuna's parents, and you're about to call out a cheery "hey" when you realize something's off. The footsteps are too light, too feminine. Curiosity gets the better of you, and you sneak a peek around the corner.

There she is, bending over in the fridge, her lithe figure clad only in a pair of panties and a sports bra. Her glasses reflect the light of the kitchen, casting a triangular shadow across her cleavage. You're momentarily frozen, unable to believe your eyes, before it dawns on you: this must be Yuna's older half-sister, Yeji. She looks up, noticing you for the first time, and her face flushes a deep shade of crimson. "Oh! You must be Y/n, Yuna's girlfriend," she says, her voice slightly higher-pitched than you expected.

"Um, yeah… I am," you manage to squeak out. Yeji straightens up and walks over to the table, her movements graceful and fluid. "I'm Yeji, Yuna's half-sister. I didn't realize she had such a good-looking girlfriend. She's always been so lucky." Her compliment catches you off guard, and you can feel your cheeks burning now. "So, uh, what brings you here today?"

"Oh, just studying," you say, gesturing to Yuna's math textbook on the table. "We've got a big test tomorrow." Yeji nods in understanding and takes a seat across from you. "So, you two are really serious about your studies, then?" she asks, a playful glint in her eye.

"Oh, you know Yuna," you say with a grin. "She's pretty dedicated." Yeji smiles back at you, and for a brief moment, you can't help but notice how similar their features are. It's almost eerie. "And how about you? What do you study?"

Yeji shrugs, her movements graceful as ever. "I'm in my last year of law school, so I'm pretty busy with that. But I try to stay on top of things, you know?" She leans forward, resting her elbows on the table, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of cleavage. "So, how long have you two been together?"

You can feel your heart racing as you look into her beautiful eyes. You take a deep breath, trying to steady your nerves. "Um, well, we've been seeing each other for about six months now. It's been really great." You can't help but glance down at her crotch area, noticing that her panties are white with a thin blue stripe running down the side. There's an even more noticeable bulge there than before…

Yeji smiles at your comment, clearly pleased. "That's nice to hear. I'm glad you two are happy together." She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "But I bet I could make you even happier, right?" Her hand slowly begins to slide up and down your thigh under the table, making your heart race even faster.

You try to focus on your conversation, but it's becoming increasingly difficult as her touch becomes more bold. When she reaches the hem of your skirt and feels the fabric bunched up against your aching cunt, she grins wickedly and slips her hand inside. Your breath catches in your throat as she begins to rub your clit through your panties, her long fingers expertly massaging your wet cunt.

You feel your control slipping away, and as she continues to tease you, you can't help but moan loudly. Your hips begin to rock involuntarily against her hand, seeking more contact. Yeji leans in closer, her lips brushing against your ear. "Do you want more?" she whispers. "Do you want me to help you study?"

The thought of being alone with her fills you with desire, and you nod eagerly. "Yes, please."

Yeji grins, taking your hand in hers and leading you into her bedroom. The room is dimly lit, the only light filtering in from the hallway. She closes the door behind you and pushes you gently towards her bed. "Lie down and relax," she whispers, her voice thick with desire.

As you lie down, Yeji kneels beside the bed, her eyes trailing down your body. Her hand finds its way to your panties, slowly pulling them down your legs. You're left completely exposed in front of her, and the anticipation is almost unbearable.

She leans in, kissing your inner thigh before moving higher, her lips brushing against your sensitive skin. Her tongue flicks out, teasing your clit as her fingers explore your wet folds. You arch your back, moaning loudly as pleasure washes over you.

Yeji grins, watching you squirm beneath her touch. "You like that, don't you?" she breathes, her voice husky. "You like feeling me touch you."

Your answer comes in the form of a moan as she presses two fingers deeper into your wetness. She curls them, searching for your G-spot, and you arch your back off the bed, gasping. "That's it," she whispers, leaning in to kiss your neck. "Let me make you feel good."

Her fingers move in a rhythmic pattern, circling your clit as she continues to play with your entrance. You're so close, the pleasure building inside you, making it hard to think about anything but the way she feels against your skin.

As you moan, your hips begin to move in time with her fingers, seeking more contact. You feel yourself getting closer, the pleasure building inside you, and you arch your back off the bed, gasping. "I'm going to cum," you manage to choke out.

Yeji grins, leaning down to kiss you as you both feel the tension building. "Cum for me, baby," she whispers, her voice low and husky. "Let it out."

You feel your body tensing as you approach the edge, the pleasure coursing through you. You arch your back, crying out as you feel your muscles contract, your inner walls clenching around nothing as your orgasm crashes over you in a wave of intense release. Your body shudders, your vision blurs, and you let out a long, drawn-out moan as pleasure washes over you.

Yeji's fingers never stop moving, even as you come apart beneath her touch. She leans in, kissing you deeply, her tongue tracing the shape of your lips as your hips continue to move in rhythm with her fingers. When you finally begin to steady, she pulls her fingers away, licking them clean as she watches you, your chest still heaving.

Her hand finds its way back to your thigh, gently rubbing the sensitive skin there as she smiles at you. "You feel so good," she whispers, her voice low and sultry. "I could do this forever."

You feel a surge of heat in your core at her words, and you arch your back, pressing yourself further into the bed beneath her. "Do it," you breathe, your voice barely more than a whisper. "Please."

Yeji grins, and before you know it, she's positioning herself between your legs. The head of her cock nudges against your entrance, and you gasp as she pushes inside you. It's even tighter than before, but she doesn't slow down, thrusting deeper and deeper, her muscles flexing with each stroke.

She reaches down, her fingers curling around your clit, and begins to rub in a tight circle. "That's it, baby," she whispers, her breath hot against your ear. "Let it feel good."

The sensation is almost too much to bear, and you arch your back, moaning loudly. You feel so full of her, so stretched and sore in the best possible way. You try to move with her, to meet her thrusts, but she's too strong, too experienced. She's in complete control, and you can't help but surrender to her touch.

As you feel yourself building toward another orgasm, you glance over at Yeji, watching her as she watches you. Her eyes are dark and intense, her expression unreadable. But then, suddenly, she grins. "That's it, baby," she whispers, her voice husky. "Let it out."

And with that, she thrusts deeper, harder, faster, pushing you over the edge. You cry out, your body convulsing as pleasure washes over you in waves. Your inner muscles clench tight around Yeji's cock, milking her as you cum, and she growls, her hips bucking wildly.

It's almost too much. Your body feels like it's on fire, your mind reeling from the sensations. But somehow, it's perfect. As you come down from your high, you glance over at Yeji, who is just as sweaty and flushed as you are. Her eyes meet yours, and there's a look in them that you've never seen before. It's a mix of pride, lust, and something else you can't quite place.

You turn your attention to Yuna, who stands there, half naked and anger, her cock still hard against her stomach. You can't help but wonder what she must be thinking, seeing the two of you together like this. You wish you could ask her, but the words get caught in your throat.

Yuna shoves past you, throwing herself onto the bed. Her breath is ragged, her eyes darting between the two of you. "I can't believe you'd do this to me, Yeji," she spits. "You promised me."

Yeji chuckles, a cruel sound that makes your heart ache. "Oh, Yuna, you know I'm always the better fucker. It was easy." She watches you, a knowing glint in her eye. "But go ahead, be mad. It only makes it hotter."

You can't help but feel the heat in your cheeks as you lie there, your body still sore from the intense fucking you've just endured. You glance over at Yuna, wishing you could understand what she's feeling right now. Her eyes dart between the two of you, her expression a mix of anger and… something else. Longing, maybe.

Yeji chuckles again, her hand trailing down your chest and over your stomach. "Come on, Yuna, don't be such a sore loser. We all knew you couldn't keep up with me." She leans in close, her breath hot against your ear. "Besides, I think you liked it just as much as she did."

As Yeji's words sink in, you glance over at Yuna, whose face has turned an even deeper shade of red. Her eyes flick between the two of you, a mixture of anger and desire dancing in their depths. You can't help but feel a stirring in your loins as you watch her struggle with the conflicting emotions.

Yeji chuckles, her hand still tracing lazy circles on your hip. "See, Yuna? I told you she'd enjoy it. And look at her now, wanting more." She leans in closer, her lips brushing against your ear. "Why don't you give her what she wants, Yuna? Let her feel you inside."

As Yuna hesitates, you feel a surge of desire welling up inside you. You reach out, taking Yuna's cock in your hand and guiding it towards your opening. Cunt still slick from your earlier encounter, and she slides easily inside you. Her eyes meet yours as she begins to thrust, the familiar feeling of her inside you making you shudder with pleasure.

Yeji watches the two of you, a predatory grin playing across her lips. She straddles your chest, her weight pinning you to the bed as she lines up her cock with your mouth. With a sharp thrust, she sinks into your throat, choking you with the thickness of her arousal. Your eyes water, but you don't resist as she begins to fuck your face, her hips slapping against your cheeks in rhythm.

Yuna steps closer, her hand tracing over your stomach, teasing at the sensitive flesh beneath your navel. She leans in, her lips brushing against your ear. "You're so beautiful like this," she whispers. "So full of Yeji's cum." Her fingers slide lower, teasing at the hairs around your entrance.

The feel of her touch sends a shiver through you, and you arch your hips into her touch. She smiles, her hand finding its way between your legs. Her fingers dance over your clit, and you let out a moan, your body tensing as the pleasure washes over you.

Yeji watches you with a satisfied grin, her hips still moving in time with the rhythm of your lover's touch. "Oh, you like that, Yuna?" she teases, her voice husky with desire. "You like making her feel good?"

As if in response, Yuna's hand presses more firmly against your clit, her fingers dancing faster. You arch your back, moaning loudly on Yeji's cock as the pleasure builds inside you.

"That's right," Yeji says, her hips beginning to move a bit faster in your mouth. "Let her feel it. Let her make you cum." She watches with a satisfied smile as you writhe on Yuna's cock.

Yuna's cock goes faster, her thumb pressing firmly against your clit as she brings you closer and closer to the edge. You feel your body tensing, your muscles clenching in anticipation of the release that's building inside you.

"Yes," Yeji growls, her hips slamming into your mouth as she feels herself beginning to lose control. "Let her make you cum. Show her how good it feels."

Yuna's thrusts become more urgent, her body shuddering as she nears her own release. You feel her fingers dig deeper into your flesh, her thumb rubbing circles around your clit as she drives herself deeper inside you. The sensation is exquisite, the pressure building and building until you feel like you're about to explode.

Yeji watches you with a look of pride and possession, her hips undulating as she rides your face. Her moans fill the room, her pleasure clear in the way she arches her back and throws her head back in ecstasy. Her juices coat your tongue, and you can't help but taste her on your lips as you suck her cock, wanting to savor every last drop.

Yuna's thrusts are unrelenting, her body moving in perfect sync with her lover's rhythm. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and her eyes are half-closed as she focuses on the sensations coursing through her. Her free hand reaches down, teasing at her clit, her fingers moving in a blur as she nears her own release.

You feel your body tensing, your muscles tightening as your orgasm builds inside you. The pressure is intense, almost painful, but in the best possible way. You grip the sheets, arching your back as your hips buck upward, meeting Yuna's thrusts with equal force.

Yuna's cries fill the air, her body shuddering as she reaches her climax. Her juices spill over you, coating your insides as she cums deep inside you. She collapses on top of you, their weight pinning you to the bed, her chest heaving as she catches her breath.

You feel your own energy waning, your limbs growing heavy and weak. But just as you begin to drift off, you feel Yeji's strong hands on your hips, pulling you to your feet. "Come on," she says, her voice husky with desire. "Time for a shower."

Yuna giggles, her body still pressed against yours. "And maybe some more fun while we're at it," she adds with a sultry smile. You let them lead you to the bathroom, your legs wobbly from the aftereffects of your intense lovemaking.

My Dirty-minded Thoughts Part 1

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Just me in my room, thirsting. Also, I am too lazy to put punctuation and fix my grammar because I just used my last brain cell to write the Chan fic. So, yeah, enjoy! (Don't ask me why I used punctuation here. Also, my inbox has been collecting dust for quite a bit, so feel free to request any idol for me to write about.)

Cock Piercing Hyunjin!?

I was literally was just watching edits of him on Instagram Live and I was thinking about maybe writing about Cock Piercing Hyunjin x male reader, like before you guys were official he couldn't get enough of his eyebrow piercing he decide to get another one and he decided to be brave and go with dick piercing cause he heard good things about it but fast forward to when he fucks you and you literally go absolutely crazy and become a moaning mess to the feeling of his pierced cock in you

Office Meeting Fucking!?

IDK if any of you guys have seen the tik toks with that one bl manhwa (I think it's a manhwa but I don't remember) picture where the guy fucks the other guy on the table while having a meeting with everyone there that seems so fucking hot and embarrassing but I really wanna write it anyways. Like imagine him just ramming his cock into you and you are so embarrassed but also a moaning mess so he whispers into your ear

"Don't worry baby there's no need to be embarrassed about they are just some irrelevant employees and if any of them say anything about this or get off to this right now I'll make their lives a living hell."

Idol Yeounjun x Stalker!?

Imagine reader is a stalker who just happened to follow Yeonjun to his secret apartment and Yeonjun is furious so he decides to fuck some sense into reader

Neighbor Chan x Reader!?

Where you had moved into your apartment a while ago and you were doing laundry in the shared laundry mat and you noticed that your dirty underwear kept going missing little did you know your Neighbor Chris who has had a crush on you ever since you moved in, was secretly stealing your undies to jerk off to eventually u caught him and decided to help him out cause he was hot.