Hiii, Can I Request A Karina X Gp! Reader?

hiii, can i request a karina x gp! reader? 🙏🙏

Leader's Help

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Paring: Top!Karina x gp!Reader

Genre: smut

Requested

More: Masterlist

A/n: Requests are open

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The soft hum of the air conditioner filled the quiet room, a stark contrast to the bustling city outside. Karina, wearing a tank top and sweats, lounged on the couch, scrolling through her phone. She noticed Y/n, the younger member of aespa, pacing back and forth, her eyes darting around nervously. The stress of the day's promotions and her role as a Gucci ambassador had etched lines on Y/n's face that seemed to deepen with every step. Concerned, Karina set her phone aside and sat up, her legs folding underneath her.

"Hey, are you okay?" Karina asked gently, her voice carrying the same soothing tone she used to calm their fans during live streams. Y/n's shoulders tensed before she let out a sigh, her eyes meeting Karina's with a look of vulnerability.

"I'm just…overwhelmed," Y/n murmured, her cheeks flushing a soft pink. "I know I should be used to it by now, but today was just…too much."

Karina nodded understandingly, rising to her feet and crossing the room to wrap her arms around Y/n in a comforting embrace. "You've been working so hard," she whispered, her breath tickling Y/n's ear. "You deserve a break."

With a gentle nudge, Karina led Y/n to the bed, their shared laughter from earlier now replaced by a comforting silence. She sat beside her, stroking Y/n's hair and rubbing her back in slow, soothing circles. "Let me help you relax," she suggested, her voice a soft purr that seemed to resonate through Y/n's entire body.

Y/n nodded gratefully, her eyes fluttering closed as she felt Karina's warm touch. Without another word, Karina leaned in and placed a tender kiss on Y/n's forehead, her hand moving down to trace the curve of her neck. The touch was electric, sending shivers down Y/n's spine, and she couldn't help but lean into it, craving more.

Karina noticed the change in Y/n's demeanor and smirked, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She knew exactly what Y/n needed to take her mind off the stress, and she was more than happy to provide it. Her hand slid down further, brushing against the fabric of Y/n's shirt, teasing the skin beneath. Y/n gasped, her eyes shooting open to meet Karina's gaze.

With a playful grin, Karina leaned in and captured Y/n's lips in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as if they were in a silent battle for dominance. Y/n's body responded instinctively, her hands finding purchase on Karina's waist, pulling her closer. The kiss grew more intense, their breaths mingling as their hearts raced in sync.

Breaking away, Karina gazed into Y/n's eyes, which were now filled with a mix of shock and desire. "I want to show you how much I appreciate you," she whispered, her thumb tracing Y/n's bottom lip. "You're always so shy, but I know you're just as wild as the rest of us."

Y/n's cheeks burned hotter as she felt Karina's hand slip under her shirt, caressing the soft skin of her chest. The older member's confidence was infectious, and she found herself letting go of her inhibitions. Her own hands began to wander, tracing the contours of Karina's body, feeling the firm muscles beneath the fabric.

Karina's smirk grew wider as she felt Y/n's growing boldness. She knew the younger member had a wild side hidden beneath her shy exterior, and she was eager to unleash it. With a swift move, she pulled Y/n's shirt over her head, revealing her perky breasts and the girl cock that she knew Y/n was so self-conscious about. But to Karina, it was a symbol of beauty and individuality that only added to Y/n's charm.

Y/n's eyes searched Karina's for any sign of judgment, but all she found was a hungry gaze that made her stomach flip. Karina leaned in, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin of Y/n's neck, making her gasp. "You're so beautiful," she murmured, her breath hot against Y/n's ear. "Let me show you how much."

With surprising gentleness, Karina took Y/n's hand and guided it to her own chest, allowing the younger member to explore the soft mounds beneath her shirt. Y/n's heart raced as she felt the hardened nipples against her palm, her own cock straining against her pants in response. Karina's hand mirrored the movement, slipping into Y/n's sweatpants to find her sensitive member, already hard and eager.

"You like that, don't you?" Karina whispered, her voice a seductive whisper that sent waves of pleasure through Y/n's body. "You're so responsive."

Y/n nodded, her eyes never leaving Karina's as she felt the older member's expert touch on her cock. Karina began to stroke her gently, her movements growing more confident as she felt the younger girl's body react. Y/n's hips bucked involuntarily, her breaths growing ragged as the tension built.

"I've never…done this before," Y/n admitted shyly, her voice barely above a whisper. Karina's eyes widened with surprise before she leaned in and kissed her softly.

"I'll take care of you," she promised, her thumb continuing to circle Y/n's clit as she spoke. "We'll go slow, and if you ever want to stop, just tell me."

With a nod, Y/n lay back, her body trembling with anticipation. Karina removed her own shirt, revealing her toned abs and perfect breasts, the sight of which made Y/n's cock throb even more. Karina's eyes never left hers as she leaned down, her soft pink lips wrapping around the tip of Y/n's cock. Y/n's breath hitched, and she felt a rush of pleasure so intense it was almost painful.

Karina's mouth was warm and wet, her tongue dancing around the head of Y/n's cock as she began to take it deeper. Y/n's hands clenched the bedsheets, her knuckles turning white as she fought the urge to push Karina's head down further. Instead, she focused on the feeling of Karina's hair brushing against her thighs and the way her eyes never left hers, filled with a fiery determination to bring her to the edge.

The older member's experience was evident in every stroke and suck, her pace unrelenting as she worked Y/n's cock. Y/n's moans grew louder, filling the room with a symphony of pleasure that echoed off the walls. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before, and she knew she was close to the brink.

Karina could sense it too, her eyes dark with desire as she pulled away, leaving Y/n's cock glistening with her saliva. "I want you to feel me," she whispered, her voice husky with need. She stood up, her own arousal evident in the way she moved, and began to strip off her pants.

Y/n watched, mesmerized, as Karina revealed her bare skin, her own hand still clutching her cock, the need for release almost unbearable. Karina's eyes never left hers as she straddled Y/n's hips, her own wetness coating her thighs. With a slow, deliberate movement, she positioned herself over Y/n's cock, the tip teasing her entrance.

"Ready?" Karina asked, her voice low and seductive. Y/n nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. With a wicked smile, Karina began to lower herself, taking Y/n's cock inch by inch, her walls stretching to accommodate the unfamiliar sensation.

The feeling was indescribable, a mix of pleasure and pain that only grew more intense as Karina's body enveloped hers. Y/n watched in awe as the older member's face contorted with pleasure, her eyes never leaving Y/n's. With a final push, she was fully seated, her pussy gripping Y/n's cock tightly.

"O-h, ffffuck," Karina breathed, her voice filled with a mix of surprise and delight. She began to rock her hips slowly, her movements deliberate and calculated to drive Y/n wild. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced, the softness of Karina's flesh around her cock sending bolts of pleasure through her body.

Y/n's eyes rolled back in her head as Karina began to move in earnest, her hips rising and falling in a rhythm that seemed to be choreographed by desire itself. The older member's breasts bounced with every thrust, her nipples grazing Y/n's nipples as she moaned in pleasure. Y/n could feel her own orgasm building, the pressure in her balls reaching a crescendo.

"M-more," she whimpered, her voice barely audible. Karina chuckled, the sound vibrating through her chest and sending ripples of pleasure through Y/n's cock. "Is that all you've got, baby?" she taunted, increasing her pace.

Y/n could feel her climax approaching like a freight train, unstoppable and all-consuming. Her hips met Karina's with a fervor she didn't know she had, her hands roaming the older member's body as if it were the last time she'd ever touch her. Karina's moans grew louder, her grip on Y/n's shoulders tightening as she took her in fully, her hips moving in a dance that was both mesmerizing and erotic.

Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, their rhythm a silent conversation that spoke of trust and desire. Y/n felt her orgasm building, a coil of pleasure tightening in her stomach. "Cum in me, baby," Karina breathed, her voice thick with lust. The words sent a jolt through Y/n, and she couldn't hold back any longer.

With a cry that was half-moan, half-whimper, Y/n's body convulsed as she came, her cock pulsing inside Karina. The feeling was overwhelming, a release that seemed to shake her to her very core. Karina's eyes lit up with triumph as she felt the warmth fill her, her own orgasm crashing over her in waves.

The room was silent except for their heavy breathing and the rustling of the bedsheets. Karina collapsed onto Y/n, her body a warm, comforting weight that made Y/n feel both protected and exposed. She could feel Karina's heart beating against her chest, a rhythm that matched her own.

"You did so well," Karina murmured, kissing the side of Y/n's neck. Her words were soothing, but Y/n felt a strange mix of emotions—relief, satisfaction, and a hint of embarrassment. She had never been so open with anyone before, and the intimacy of the moment was both terrifying and exhilarating.

"Thank you," Y/n managed to say, her voice still shaky from the intense pleasure. She felt a gentle hand on her cheek, turning her face to meet Karina's gaze. Their eyes locked, and in that moment, she realized how much she had needed this connection, this validation from someone she admired so much.

Karina's thumb traced her cheekbone, her eyes filled with warmth and understanding. "You're welcome, but you don't need to thank me," she said softly. "We're a team, and I'm always here for you."

Y/n nodded, a tear sliding down her cheek. "I know," she whispered, her voice hoarse from her cries of pleasure. "But I've never felt like…this before."

Karina's expression softened, her eyes full of affection as she leaned in to kiss away the tear. "It's all new," she murmured. "But I promise, it only gets better."

Their bodies remained connected, their hearts beating as one as they lay there, basking in the afterglow of their shared release. The tension of the day had melted away, replaced by a warmth that seemed to fill every corner of the room.

"You're so beautiful when you come," Karina said, her voice filled with a newfound affection. She leaned in to kiss Y/n's cheek, her own breathing still heavy. Y/n blushed, feeling a mix of pride and vulnerability.

Withdrawing from their intimate embrace, Karina climbed off the bed, her legs wobbly from the intensity of their encounter. She reached down and slid her fingers through the slickness between her thighs, bringing them to her mouth to taste the tangy mixture of their juices. She closed her eyes, savoring the flavor, before letting out a satisfied laugh.

Y/n watched, a curious blend of awe and shyness, as Karina's eyes sparkled with mischief. "You're so wild," she murmured, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. Karina leaned over, her hand still coated with their combined essence, and kissed her deeply. Y/n could taste herself on the older member's lips, a heady sensation that only served to stir her desires once more.

Hey, I've been reading your stories for a while now and I really like them. I would love it if you could do a shy male reader doing it for the first time with an experienced G!P Chaeyoung or anyone of your choice.

Let Me Teach You

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Paring: Top!GP!Chaeyoung x Bttm!Inexperienced!Male Reader

Genre: Smut

Requested

More: Masterlist

A/n: First Twice fanfic!

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The afternoon air had the scent of autumn leaves, a faint chill hinting at the season's approach. In a quiet apartment complex, the soft hum of a distant radio melded with the rustling of the trees outside. Inside a cozy room, a young man named M/n, his eyes glued to the screen of his phone, read through a series of messages from his new girlfriend, Karina. They had been chatting all day, sharing jokes and stories, and with every exchange, his heart fluttered. He had never felt so alive. Suddenly, the texts grew spicier, more intimate. Karina, it turned out, was feeling adventurous.

M/n's cheeks flushed as he read her words, the blood rushing to his face. She had suggested he come over to her place for the night, hinting at an experience she wanted to share with him. He had always been a bit shy around girls, but with Karina, something was different. Her confidence was infectious, making him feel like he could conquer the world. Swallowing his nerves, he typed out a message agreeing to meet her later that evening.

Everything was fine except one thing, he was virgin and she was not. The thought of this filled M/n with fear. He had heard stories, seen movies, but never experienced it himself. His mind raced with questions about what to expect, what to do, and what not to do. He took a deep breath and reminded himself that his roommate, Chaeyoung, had offered to help him out with the nerves. He had always been curious about her, but their friendship had remained purely platonic. Chaeyoung, with her black hair and piercing eyes, exuded an aura of confidence that could make anyone feel at ease.

M/n gathered his courage and approached her door. He knocked lightly, his heart hammering in his chest. The door swung open, and she greeted him with a knowing smile, her long fingers toying with the neckline of her shirt. She stepped aside, allowing him to enter the room that was a canvas of her artistic soul, filled with paintings and drawings scattered on the floor and walls. She knew what he was about to ask and she nodded before he could even utter a word.

They sat on the bed, her legs crossed comfortably. Chaeyoung spoke in a gentle tone, "You know, everyone's first time is special, and it's okay to be nervous." She took his hand and gave it a comforting squeeze, her grip firm and reassuring. "But remember, communication is key. Ask Karina what she likes, what she wants."

M/n nodded, feeling a bit more at ease. He took a deep breath and looked into Chaeyoung's eyes, "But what if I don't…you know…please her?"

Chaeyoung chuckled, a warm sound that filled the room. "Don't worry," she said, her voice a comforting purr, "Pleasure is about more than just the act itself. It's about connection, about making each other feel good." She leaned closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "But if you want some hands-on experience before the main event, I can give you a little crash course."

M/n's eyes widened, and he felt a thrill run down to his member, which was already standing at attention. Chaeyoung had always been open about her sexuality, but this was the first time she had ever offered something so personal. He hesitated for a moment, unsure if he should accept her offer. But the thought of being more prepared for the night with Karina was too tempting to resist.

"Okay," he murmured, his voice shaking slightly. Chaeyoung's smile grew, and she leaned in closer. "Just remember," she whispered, "This is just practice. It's nothing more, nothing less."

With that, she began to unbutton her shirt, revealing her toned stomach and the faint outline of something unusual beneath her pants. M/n's eyes followed the movement, a mix of curiosity and anxiety. When her shirt was open, she reached down and unzipped her pants, pulling them down to expose her girlcock. It was soft and pink, a stark contrast to what he had seen in the porn videos he had secretly watched. She noticed his surprise and chuckled, "It's a bit different, I know, but it's all part of the fun."

Her hand wrapped around it gently, giving it a stroke. It began to swell and harden before his very eyes. M/n couldn't help but stare, his own cock now straining against his jeans. Chaeyoung noticed his gaze and gave him a playful wink. "Ready to get your hands dirty?"

He nodded, his breath hitching. Chaeyoung scooted closer, straddling one of his legs. "First things first," she said, taking his hand in hers, "You need to learn how to touch it." She placed his trembling hand on her growing member, guiding him through a series of strokes. "It's all about the rhythm," she coached, her voice low and sultry. "Find what feels good and stick to it."

M/n listened intently, his thumb tracing the velvety skin. The warmth and weight of it in his hand was surprising, and he found himself getting lost in the sensation. Chaeyoung's breath grew heavier, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure. "Good," she murmured, "Now, let's try some different speeds and pressures."

As he explored her, she began to move her hips, setting a rhythm for him to follow. She was patient, correcting his grip when necessary and praising him when he hit the right spot. M/n's nerves slowly melted away as he focused on the task at hand. The room grew thick with anticipation, the air charged with a tension that was both electrifying and terrifying. His own cock was now painfully hard, begging for attention.

"Remember, it's all about the journey," Chaeyoung breathed, her voice a gentle guide in his ear. "The build-up is just as important as the climax." She leaned back, giving him more space to work. His strokes grew bolder, his confidence swelling with each passing moment. Her skin was smooth and soft, and the way her member responded to his touch was mesmerizing.

He watched as a bead of precum formed at the tip, glistening in the soft light. Chaeyoung took a deep breath and let it out slowly, her chest rising and falling. "You can kiss it," she suggested, her voice barely a whisper. He hesitated, unsure if he was ready for this level of intimacy, but her encouraging gaze spurred him on. He leaned in, his lips brushing against the sensitive tip. The taste was faintly sweet and salty, and she let out a soft moan that sent a bolt of excitement through his body.

M/n's strokes grew more confident, and Chaeyoung's hips began to rock in time with his movements. She reached down and began to touch herself, her other hand resting on his shoulder. "This is what you do to get someone ready," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. "It's all about making them want more."

Her hand slid down his back, her nails lightly digging into his skin. He could feel her breath on his neck, and it sent shivers down his spine. He leaned in closer, his mouth closing around her cock. The sensation was strange at first, but the way she gasped encouraged him to continue. He took his time, exploring with his tongue and teeth, learning what she liked and what she didn't.

The room was filled with the sound of their combined breaths, the rustling of fabric, and the occasional slap of skin on skin. Chaeyoung's moans grew louder, and she began to thrust into his mouth, her movements more urgent. He could feel her body tensing, her muscles coiling like a spring ready to release. It was a powerful feeling, knowing he had the power to make her feel so good.

Encouraged, M/n's strokes grew faster and more deliberate. He could feel her cock swell in his grip, and he knew she was close. He increased his pace, his tongue flicking against the sensitive underside. Chaeyoung's breath hitched, and she threw her head back, her grip on his shoulder tightening. "O-oh, M/n~," she breathed, "That's…that's so good."

Her hips bucked upward, and she let out a low growl as she came, her warmth filling his mouth. He pulled back, watching as she rode out the waves of pleasure, her chest heaving. She looked down at him, her eyes glazed over with satisfaction. "Good job," she said with a soft smile, her voice hoarse. "Now, it's your turn."

M/n felt his cheeks redden as she turned her attention to him, her hand reaching for his erection. She undid his pants, her movements deft and practiced. "Relax," she murmured, "Let me take care of you."

Her hand wrapped around his cock, her thumb circling the sensitive head. He couldn't believe this was happening—his best friend, the person he had confided in so much, was now touching him in such an intimate way. But as her hand began to pump, the sensations overwhelmed him. It felt incredible, and all he could do was lean back and let her guide him.

"Turn around baby," Chaeyoung murmured, her voice thick with desire. "I'll show you how to get fucked right."

M/n felt his heart hammering in his chest as he did as he was told, turning to face the bed. He couldn't believe this was happening with Chaeyoung, of all people. But the way she looked at him, with hunger in her eyes, made him feel like he was the only person in the world who mattered. She grabbed a bottle of lube from her nightstand, the sound of the cap popping open echoing in the silence. He felt her slick fingers against his skin, spreading him open gently. He gasped at the coldness, but it was quickly replaced by a warm, burning need.

Chaeyoung's hand worked him expertly, her fingers delving into his inexperienced body. He squirmed, his eyes squeezed shut, as she found that special spot that made his toes curl. "Just like that," he heard her murmur, "You're going to feel so good." His breaths grew ragged, his body betraying his nerves as he grew more and more aroused. He felt her shift behind him, her legs straddling his.

The pressure against his hole was sudden, but not painful. Chaeyoung's member nudged at him insistently, and he took a deep breath, preparing himself for what was to come. "Relax," she whispered again, her voice a gentle caress. He felt the head of her cock push into him, and his body tensed. It was strange, but not unpleasant. The sensation of being filled was something new, something he hadn't anticipated.

He could feel her muscles flex as she pushed further, her cock sliding inch by inch into his tightness. He bit his lip, the pressure building until she was fully seated inside him. He took a moment to adjust to the fullness, feeling a mix of discomfort and excitement. "Okay?" she asked, her voice thick with lust. He nodded, his eyes still shut tight.

"Good," she whispered, her breath hot against his neck. She began to move, her hips rolling in a steady rhythm that made his body quiver. M/n felt like he was being split in two, the sensation overwhelming, but he didn't want her to stop. He reached down and took his cock in hand, stroking it in time with her thrusts.

Chaeyoung's grip on his hips tightened, her nails digging in just enough to sting. She started to pick up the pace, her movements growing more demanding. He could hear the wet sounds of their bodies meeting, a symphony of pleasure that was music to his ears. "Harder," he whimpered, his voice barely recognizable. She complied, her thrusts becoming more powerful.

M/n's hand worked in time with hers, the friction on his cock matching the rhythm of her hips. He felt a pressure building within him, a storm gathering strength. Chaeyoung's breath was hot against his neck, her teeth grazing his earlobe. "You're going to come for me," she said, her voice a command and a promise. He couldn't hold back, the feeling too intense. His hand flew over his shaft, his body tense and shaking.

With a final, desperate push, M/n's orgasm hit him like a tidal wave. He came hard, his eyes flying open as he shouted her name, the release so intense that it left his vision spotty. Chaeyoung's movements grew erratic behind him, her breath hot and ragged against his neck. He could feel her cock pulsing inside him, her own climax approaching.

"Fff-uck! C-an I cum inside you?" Chaeyoung's voice was a needy rasp, her grip on his hips tightening. M/n nodded, too overwhelmed by the intensity of his own orgasm to form coherent words. She took that as consent and picked up the pace, her thrusts growing more erratic. He felt the warmth of her seed fill him, her body shaking with the force of her climax. For a moment, they stayed like that, connected in the most intimate way possible, their bodies entwined and panting.

As the aftershocks of pleasure subsided, Chaeyoung pulled out and collapsed beside him, her chest heaving. "How was that?" she asked, her voice a mix of pride and concern. M/n rolled over to face her, his cheeks flushed and eyes glazed with satisfaction. "It was… amazing," he finally managed to say, his voice hoarse.

They laid there in silence for a moment, the only sound in the room their ragged breathing. Chaeyoung leaned over and kissed his forehead, her lips lingering there. "Remember," she said, her voice gentle, "What we did here was just practice. It's okay if it feels weird at first. It's all about finding what feels good for you."

M/n nodded, still processing the overwhelming experience. He had never felt so vulnerable, yet so alive. He turned to face her, looking into her eyes that now held a hint of tenderness. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

Chaeyoung smiled, her hand brushing a stray strand of hair from his forehead. "You're welcome," she said softly. "Now you know what to expect, and I'm sure Karina will love it." Her words were meant to reassure him, but they also stirred a cocktail of emotions inside M/n. The intimacy they had just shared was something he had never expected with her, and it left him feeling both closer and more confused than ever.

Should I make a part two with Karina???

SOMEONE HELP!!! I'M ALL OUT OF IDEAS AND MOTIVATION FOR ALL THE REQUESTS 😭 I USUALLY LISTEN TO GOOFY SONGS TO GET IDEAS LIKE STICKER,WOLFGANG, OR CAT AND DOG BUT I DO NOT HAVE ANY INSPIRATION

Hello, I can have a idol!Jake x idol male!reader who is gothic please author 🖤

My Gothic BF

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Paring: Jake x Goth!Idol!Male Reader

Genre: Fluff w/ a lil intimacy

Requested

More: Masterlist

A/n: Sorry if this was short also requests are open

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"Hey, M/n," Jake called out, his Australian accent carrying a warm, friendly lilt as he stepped into the dimly lit rehearsal room.

M/n looked up from the shadowy corner, where he had been tuning his electric guitar. The contrast between them was stark; Jake's bright smile against M/n's dark eye makeup and black clothing. The gothic idol couldn't help but feel a twinge of self-consciousness under the other's cheerful gaze. They were worlds apart in terms of image, yet their hearts had found a way to intertwine in the chaotic maze of the K-pop industry.

"Hi, Jake," M/n responded, their voice a soft rumble. He placed the guitar on its stand and walked over to the center of the room, the floorboards echoing with the heavy tread of his boots. The room was a mishmash of instruments and sound equipment, the air thick with the scent of sweat and the faint hint of vanilla from the candles M/n had brought to create a more comfortable atmosphere.

Jake's eyes lit up as he saw the candles. "You brought them again," he said with a smile, reaching out to touch one of the flickering flames. "They really do make this place feel more like home."

M/n nodded, his eyes following Jake's hand as it hovered over the candle. "Yeah, I thought it might help us both relax." He stepped closer, the gap between them closing like a magnet pulling them together. Their secret relationship was a delicate balance, a dance of stolen glances and coded messages amidst the whirlwind of their public personas.

Without a word, Jake leaned in, his lips brushing against M/n's in a gentle, tentative kiss. It was a silent question, an invitation that M/n readily accepted. The kiss grew deeper, more intense, as they lost themselves in the moment. The room around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the warmth of their bodies and the rhythm of their breaths mingling together.

M/n's hands found their way to Jake's waist, pulling him closer. Jake's fingers threaded through M/n's hair, gently cradling his head as the kiss grew more passionate. They explored each other's mouths with a sweet urgency, as if afraid that the moment might shatter at any second. The candlelight flickered against their faces, casting dancing shadows across their features and painting their skin in a warm, intimate glow.

M/n's heart raced, thumping against his ribcage like a drum in a crescendo. He could feel Jake's pulse echoing his own, a rhythm that matched the beat of their shared secret. Their kisses grew deeper, more insistent, as if trying to convey everything they couldn't say out loud. It was a silent conversation, a declaration of feelings that went beyond the constraints of their public images.

Their tongues danced together, a soft, tender duet that grew bolder with every passing second. Jake's hand slid up M/n's back, tracing the contours of his muscles through the thin fabric of his graphic shirt. M/n shivered at the touch, his grip tightening around Jake's waist. The sound of their breaths grew louder in the quiet room, a symphony of desire that was music to their ears.

The door to the rehearsal room burst open, the harsh light from the hallway spilling in and interrupting their stolen moment. "Jake, you're going to suck the life out of M/n's face if you don't come practice," Jay teased, a playful smirk playing on his lips as he took in the sight of the two entwined figures.

Jake chuckled, pulling back slightly to look into M/n's eyes, which were now a darker shade of blue than the candlelit shadows. "Duty calls," he murmured, placing one last peck on M/n's lips. His voice was low, a secret promise that sent a thrill down M/n's spine. "I'll make it up to you tonight."

M/n's cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, and he stepped back, trying to compose himself as the intrusion of reality snapped them out of their private world. Jay's playful banter hung in the air, bringing with it a tinge of embarrassment and the stark reminder of the boundaries they had to maintain.

"Yeah, yeah," Jake said with a good-natured laugh, swiping a hand through his hair to disguise his own blush. He shot a mischievous wink at M/n before turning to face Jay. "I'm coming, I'm coming," he called out, the smile never leaving his face as he sauntered over to his bandmate.

M/n watched him go, the sound of their laughter fading as the door clicked shut. He took a deep breath, inhaling the lingering scent of vanilla and the faint scent of Jake's cologne. The moment felt surreal, like a secret shared between two people who were never meant to find each other in the bright lights of the K-pop stage. But here they were, two idols with vastly different images, sharing a connection that was as fierce as it was hidden.

Part 2?

Night Off

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Paring: PowerBttmYunjin x SubTop!Male Reader

Genre: Smut

Requested: Ight I couldn’t tell if u write this type of thing or not but can you please do a huh yunjin x male reader smut where they’ve been dating for a while and he help her with her practice then afterwards they get something to eat then go home and have sex thank you

More: Masterlist

A/n: I apologize for the delay in posting this. I've been very busy with school and extracurricular activities, which is why this remained unfinished in my drafts.

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The cool breeze of the early autumn evening whispered through the leaves, playing a soft melody as it danced around the figure standing alone on the rooftop. Yunjin, dressed in a simple black hoodie and sweatpants, her hair tied back in a low ponytail, took a deep breath, savoring the crisp air that filled her lungs. She looked out over the sprawling cityscape, the lights twinkling like stars scattered across the dark fabric of the night. The quiet was a stark contrast to the deafening cheers she was used to hearing from the stage below, but she cherished these moments of solitude. They allowed her to reconnect with the world outside the glitz and glamour of K-pop stardom.

Her thoughts drifted to her partner, M/n, who had been nothing but supportive in her journey. They had been dating for several months now, and their relationship had grown stronger with each passing day. He knew her better than anyone, understanding the pressures she faced and the sacrifices she made for her career. And tonight, as he had many times before, he offered to help her with her vocal practice. His gentle guidance and encouraging words had always brought out the best in her, pushing her to reach new heights with every note she sang.

As she took a sip of her tea, the warm liquid seemed to melt away the stress of the day. Her thoughts drifted back to M/n and the way he had looked at her during their practice session. His eyes had been filled with admiration and a hint of something more, something that made her heart flutter. She knew he had a busy schedule of his own, but he always made time for her when she needed it most. It was a rare gift in their demanding world, one that she treasured deeply.

They had decided to grab a bite to eat at their favorite local restaurant, a cozy little place that served the best ddeokbokki in town. The smell of spicy rice cakes sizzling in the sauce filled the air, making their mouths water as they walked in. The owner, an older woman with a perpetual smile, waved them over to their usual table in the corner. They slid into the plush booth, the familiar comfort of the place wrapping around them like a warm blanket.

M/n ordered their usual - a spicy seafood ddeokbokki for two - while Yunjin picked at the menu, her appetite not quite as voracious as his. She finally settled on a bulgogi rice bowl, her eyes meeting his as she handed the menu back to the waitress. He smirked, knowing she'd end up eating most of his food anyway. As they waited, they chatted about their day, sharing stories and laughter that seemed to resonate through the intimate space.

"Here we go, the best ddeokbokki in Seoul," M/n exclaimed, his eyes lighting up as the steaming plate of rice cakes was set before them. The tangy aroma of the spicy sauce mixed with the sweetness of the dough brought a smile to Yunjin's lips. They dug in, the chewy texture and explosion of flavors a delightful contrast to the quiet evening they'd had so far.

As they ate, their conversation grew more personal, sharing their fears and hopes for the future. Yunjin spoke candidly about the pressure of maintaining her image and the constant need to improve. M/n listened intently, his hand reaching over to gently squeeze hers. "You're already incredible, Yunjin," he said, his voice low and soothing. "You don't need to change for anyone."

The comfort in his words was like a balm to her soul. She looked up at him, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "Thank you," she whispered, feeling a weight lift from her shoulders. He leaned in, his thumb brushing a stray tear from her cheek, and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. The warmth of his touch spread through her body, igniting a fire she hadn't realized had been smoldering all evening.

Their meal continued with a newfound intimacy, their laughter more genuine and their smiles brighter. They talked about their future, their dreams, and the secret moments they shared when the cameras weren't rolling. It was easy to forget the world outside their bubble, especially when their food arrived, a symphony of flavors that sang in harmony with their shared love for each other. They ate with gusto, stealing glances and smiles in between bites, their bond growing stronger with every shared taste.

After they finished their meal, they walked hand in hand through the quiet streets, the cool air a gentle caress on their skin. They didn't speak much, content in the comfortable silence that had grown between them. The city was a blur of lights and sounds, but all that mattered was the steady beat of their hearts and the warmth of their entwined fingers.

When they reached M/n's apartment, the tension between them grew palpable. They stepped inside, the door clicking shut behind them like a lock sealing in their secret world. He led her to the living room, where the soft glow of a single lamp cast a warm, inviting light. She sat down on the couch, watching as he moved to the stereo, selecting a playlist of their favorite songs. The first notes of a slow, sensual ballad filled the air, and she felt a shiver run down her spine.

M/n turned to face her, his eyes dark with desire. "Let's take this to the next level," he murmured, his voice a seductive promise that sent a thrill through her. She nodded, her pulse quickening as he approached her, his steps deliberate and predatory. He took her hands in his, pulling her to her feet, and their bodies collided with a fierceness that stole her breath. His lips claimed hers, the kiss a declaration of war against the boundaries that had held them back.

Yunjin melted into him, her arms wrapping around his neck as he deepened the kiss. His hands roamed her body, exploring every curve and plane with a reverence that made her feel worshiped. She gasped as his teeth grazed her bottom lip, the sting of pain quickly replaced by the sweetness of his tongue. They broke apart, panting, their eyes locked in a silent challenge. He took a step back, his gaze raking over her before he took her hand and led her to his bedroom.

The room was dimly lit, the only illumination coming from the moon's silver beam that sneaked through the curtains. He guided her to the bed, and she sat, her legs swinging open and inviting. He didn't need a second invitation. M/n knelt before her, his eyes never leaving hers as he slowly untied her shoes and peeled off her socks. The simple act was loaded with erotic tension, each touch a promise of what was to come. He slid her sweatpants down her legs, revealing the black lace panties that clung to her hips like a second skin.

Yunjin felt a thrill run through her as he traced a finger along the waistband. She leaned back, her heart racing as he hooked his fingers under the lace and slid them down, exposing her completely to his hungry gaze. He took his time, savoring the sight of her. He kissed the inside of her thighs, his breath hot against her skin. His mouth found its way to the apex of her legs, and she gasped as his tongue flicked over her clit. She was already wet and ready for him, the anticipation making her shiver with need.

M/n's hands roamed up her body, cupping her breasts through her hoodie. He teased her nipples, rolling them gently between his thumbs and forefingers until they were hard and sensitive. He pulled the hoodie over her head, tossing it aside to reveal the matching black lace bra that barely contained her. He took his time unclasping it, the slow reveal making her squirm with impatience. When her breasts spilled out, he took one in his mouth, sucking and nipping until she was arching her back and moaning his name.

Their bodies were a tapestry of desire, a dance of hands and mouths that knew every inch of each other by heart. He kissed her collarbone, tracing a path down to her navel, his tongue dipping inside to tickle the sensitive spot that made her squirm. Yunjin's fingers found his hair, pulling him closer as he made his way back up, leaving a trail of wet kisses in his wake. When he reached her mouth again, she tasted herself on him, a heady combination that made her want more.

M/n stood, his own passion clear through the bulge in his pants. He took a moment to shed his clothes, revealing a body that was toned and lean from years of dance and exercise. He stepped out of his jeans, and his cock sprang free, thick and hard. Yunjin licked her lips, eager to feel him inside her. He took his time, teasing her with feather-light touches as he climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between her legs.

With a wicked smile, she pushed him onto his back and straddled him, her eyes never leaving his. She took his length in her hand, stroking it gently before guiding it to her entrance. The head nudged against her, and she lowered herself, inch by inch, until he was buried deep within her. She threw her head back, her hair a curtain around them, as she moaned with pleasure. The sensation of being filled by him was exquisite, a feeling she never tired of.

"O-oh, oh! god, Yunjin," M/n gasped, his eyes rolling back as she began to ride him with a confidence that made his heart race. Her movements were fluid, each stroke a masterful blend of passion and power. Her hips rocked back and forth, the friction sending waves of pleasure through him. He could feel her muscles tightening around him, a vice grip that only made him harder.

"You like that baby?" Yunjin murmured, a wicked glint in her eye as she watched M/n's reaction to her movements. He could only nod, his eyes squeezed shut, his jaw clenched as she took control of the rhythm. Her hips moved in a sinuous dance, her inner muscles squeezing and releasing around his length, eliciting gasps and moans from his parted lips.

"I need you to talk to me, M/n," she purred, her voice a sweet siren's call that sent shivers down his spine. "D-do you like that baby? Tell me how it feels," she demanded, her hips rolling in a mesmerizing rhythm that had him on the edge.

He could only manage to whine, "Y-Yunjin, you're so tight, so warm." His voice was a desperate plea, a testament to the exquisite pleasure she wrung from his body. Her breasts bounced with every movement, the sight making his cock throb even more. Her eyes never left his, a silent challenge that he was utterly incapable of resisting.

With each roll of her hips, M/n felt himself losing control. Her power over him was absolute, and he reveled in the sweet surrender. He felt her getting wetter, her walls clutching him tighter, urging him closer to the precipice of climax. "Fuck, M-mommy," he murmured, his hands gripping her hips, trying to steady himself against the onslaught of sensation.

Yunjin leaned forward, her breasts pressing against his chest as she picked up the pace. The friction was delicious, their skin slick with sweat as they moved in perfect harmony. She could feel his cock pulse inside her, a silent declaration of his impending release. She leaned down, her breath hot against his ear. "Cum for Mommy," she whispered, her voice a seductive command that sent him over the edge.

M/n's body tensed, his moans growing louder as he obeyed her command. His hips bucked up to meet her, his release flooding her with warmth. The feeling sent her own orgasm crashing over her, her walls clenching around him as she rode out the waves of pleasure. She collapsed onto his chest, her breathing ragged as she reveled in the aftermath of their shared climax.

For a moment, they lay there, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating in a frantic symphony. Then, with a sigh, she shifted, rolling off him and onto her side, taking him with her. He nuzzled into the crook of her neck, his cock still half-hard and nestled against her thigh. She stroked his hair, her fingers tracing patterns on his scalp that made him purr with contentment.