Pool Shenanigans (ft. Dokyeoms Foot)

pool shenanigans (ft. dokyeom’s foot)

tell me why i just saw this picture of jihoon, and now i’m tempted to a stripper reader! au with ALL of svt now 💀💀💀

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DINO'S DANCEOLOGY | HOLLYWOOD'S BLEEDING

-> for @loserline

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hi !! for the time stamp event, could i please request prompt 55 and 80 with jeonghan or wonwoo if that’s okay with you ? thank you sm <3

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a/n: decided to make this one for wonwoo since i did get a lot of jh requests previously! i hope that’s okay anon! 🤍 also we’re not gonna question kenny on why she always does bratty! reader x wonwoo (which probably stems from a personal desire to have wonwoo blow her back out after testing his patience 🙃)

tags/warnings: hard dom!-ish (?) wonwoo, female! reader, bratty! reader, boyfriend! wonwoo, vibrator usage, petnames (daddy, my dear, sir, baby girl), reader is defiant AF y’all, so bold if you will, oral panty stuffing (?) y’all idk how to explain it lol, but it’ll make sense when you read dsjdjdjdj, i keep writing absolute filth IM SICK 🥹

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55. “i think i like you better with a gag in your mouth.”

80. “want me to give it back? make me.”

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you lay sprawled out on your bed, no comforter, blanket, or duvet to cover up what you were doing to yourself.

“mmmm, w-wonwoo..” you moan out your boyfriend’s name, your eyes tightly shut trying to picture him on top of you. you had your vibrator pleasuring you underneath your lace panties with one hand, and the other hand was on your breast, feeling your nipples perking up.

your boyfriend was out and about and wouldn’t be back home for a while, or so you thought. you were so focused on your own pleasure that you didn’t even hear your apartment door open or keys jangling.

“baby, i’m back,” you hear your boyfriend say from outside your room, but before you could toss your vibrator to the other side of the room, wonwoo opens the door revealing your beautifully fucked-out state to his surprised, yet intrigued eyes.

“w-wonwoo! uh, y-you’re back early,” you try and feign a normal voice, but you knew you weren’t fooling him. he really wasn’t supposed to be back for a while, you think to yourself. what could’ve brought him back ahead of schedule?

“i am.. and i see that a certain someone couldn’t wait until i got back to get her pussy filled,” he crosses his arms and smirks at you.

“well, what do you expect me to do when you’re not here? the temptation-“

“i expect you to follow the rules we have established.. so tell me what rule did you just break?”

you roll your eyes and stay quiet, fiddling with the vibrator that was still in your hands.

“i’m waiting,” he says refusing to break eye contact with you. “don’t touch myself unless i have sir’s permission,” you say quietly but enough for him to hear.

“so if that’s the rule, then why do i see a vibrator in your hands?” he slowly approaches you and sits on the edge of the bed, desire and lust in his eyes.

he takes the vibrator from your hands and you daringly try to take it back. “i wasn’t done you know! lemme finish with that and then i’ll get back to you,” you say trying to gain the item back.

he’s amazed at how defiant you were being today. as much as we wanted to change your attitude, this side of you was always a turn on for him. “heh, want me to give it back? make me.”

the second you try to take the vibrator from him again, he pins both your arms to the bed, causing the vibrator to fall to the floor, becoming quickly forgotten.

“oooh, baby girl,” wonwoo chuckles into your ear as he lays on top of you. you might never admit it, but his deep voice when he whispers always affects you to your core. “you’re so in for it now.”

he roughly kisses your neck, feeling his teeth leaving hickeys into the sides. you push his head in deeper, moaning when the lower parts of your bodies begin to make contact with each other.

“f-fuck, w-wonwoo, i-”

“that’s not my name, baby girl,” he cuts you off. he couldn’t be serious right now.

“s-sir,” you fix your wording, barely getting it out now that he’s moved from your chest. he fondles your breasts as he pulls your shirt up, you help him out a little until he gets it off you and tosses it to the other side of the bedroom.

“that’s better,” he says, cockiness laced in his voice. he works on your lower body, taking off your lace panties and tearing them in the process.

“won- sir!” you exclaim, softly hitting his chest. “ugh, those were new!”

“and? you know i’ll buy you several new ones anyway.”

he continues to play with your breast, but a familiar sensation creeps up and you can’t contain the loud moan you let out.

“you can never get enough of my hands, can’t you my dear?” he laughs, clearly enjoying how frazzled you are. two of his fingers were pushing in and out of you at such a delicate, yet somehow fast pace. you continue to call out of him, extremely sensitive even by the slightest touch.

and normally, wonwoo loves hearing you moan for him, but since you were disobedient, he had to punish you. “bad girls never go unpunished,” he told you once when he caught you touching yourself in the shower and he told you to wait for him.

he finds one half of your torn panties in the comforter, and stuffs it in your mouth. you nearly gag at the feeling of the cloth in between your teeth, eyes blown wide open at how rough wonwoo was being with you today.

“hmph, i see that look in your eyes,” he says as he kisses you from your forehead down to your neck. “this is your punishment, baby girl - you’re gonna be so quiet, the only thing i wanna hear my skin slapping against yours. do you understand me?”

you nod furiously, in hopes that if you follow his directions, the quicker you’d get to make noise again.

he takes of his shirt, followed by his pants, and then he takes his dick out of his boxers, his tip hard and oh so delicious. you whine against the panties still stuffed in your mouth. you had to get him inside of you now.

“besides, i think i like you better with a gag in your mouth,” he smirks as he aligns and enters inside of you in what would be a long night and a sore morning.

Can I ask for 34, 40, and 42 with Manager!Seungcheol and Idol!Reader? Thank you! 🙏

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a/n: whew, i got carried away again lol - i really loved writing this, thank you anon! hope you enjoy <3

tags/warnings: manager! seungcheol, female! reader, idol! reader, you and cheol are the same age (yes it matters in the story), some dirty talk, fingering, seungcheol being the comforting person he is, also lowkey filth when it gets to the steamy part, you guys have fully initiated my cheolrot

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34. “each of my thoughts about you is improper.”

40. “i’m afraid i can no longer remain professional.”

42. “you’re mine.”

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“are you nervous?” your bandmate looked at you in worry. you hadn’t spoken a word in over 20 minutes.

of course you were nervous. it’s the first music show for your group’s long awaited, highly anticipated third comeback. the girl crush concept you all presented struck the right cord with the public to where you guys had not one, not two, but three songs to perform all in one night. so yeah, your nerves are shot clear through the roof right now.

“yeah i’m fine,” you respond clearing your throat. “it’s a big deal for us tonight, y’know?”

“and you all will do absolutely amazing, so don’t stress out too much,” you turn around to hear the voice of your group’s manager, seungcheol. some of your worry fades into a shy smile upon seeing him.

“makeup and hair are coming in 5, and then we’ll go to the stage for your first full prerecording.” he calls your name and two others to first for makeup, and then you’ll switch with the two who got their hair done first.

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you look at yourself in the dressing room mirror, smoothing down your outfit. your black crop and skirt were decorated with belt buckles and for the finishing touch, an oversized black denim jacket. you take out your phone and take a few pics, for your group’s social media page and for yourself.

in the middle of taking a pic with your jacket hanging off the shoulder, you hear the door open. “who is it?” you ask as you put your jacket back on facing the door corridor.

“it’s seungcheol,” he responds as he comes into view, standing at a distance from you. “you okay? i didn’t see you out there with everyone else. matter of fact, you’ve been quiet all day, it’s kinda unlike you.”

you sigh, “i’m fine, cheol, really.. i’m just nervous and a little on edge today. practically the whole world is gonna be watching us tonight and there’s so much anticipation. what if things don’t go the way we think?”

“i can understand your worries. comebacks have a tendency to bring out anxieties, but i’ve been observing you guys from the beginning of this comeback and you all are going above and beyond. you have nothing to worry about. tonight will be amazing and every schedule after that.” he approaches you and he puts his hand on your shoulder. “you’re going to do amazing tonight. i know you are, but you have to believe it too.”

his deep voice and reassurance brings a wave of calm to your body. you truly had one of the best managers in this career. you bring your hand to meet his. “thanks, seungcheol. i don’t what i’d do without you.”

“no problem, you’ve got this! and this is probably not the most appropriate thing to say as your manager, but you look really good tonight by the way. just putting it out there,” he says bashfully.

“you think so?” you shyly smile, squeezing his hand. you turn around to face him. “well, this is probably not the most appropriate thing to say as your artist, but i think you always look good,” you seductively say as you draw a line on his collarbone.

he holds you by your waist to draw you in closer, your lips centimeters away from each other. for the longest time, you couldn’t deny your physical and emotional attraction to your manager - he was the man you dreamed would be yours one day, and for him to have you this close? this was a dream come true.

“well if you feel the same way, then i’m afraid i can no longer remain professional,” he whispers before smashing his lips into yours, caressing the side of his face into the palm of your hands. you return the fervor of his kiss, snaking your fingers through the back of his hair. he gently pushes you down on the mirror table, taking off your jacket and tossing it to the other side of the room. he slots a leg in between and it takes everything in you not to moan loudly.

“i can’t believe this is happening,” you whisper in between kisses, roaming your hands around his back. “you don’t know how long i’ve been waiting for this… each of my thoughts about you is improper.”

seungcheol can feel his dick twitch at those words. you both really were on the same page. had you been on his mind a few times a few nights when he would get off in his room? perhaps.

“tell me then, what did you think of baby? tell daddy, my love.” he rubs his fingers over your panties, admiring how wet you were getting at just his touches.

“well, i had this one dream a while ago… i was wearing this one lacy lingerie set you got for me and my hands were tied with your belt. you punished me for being a naughty little thing and you made me cum three times that night. when i woke up, i needed you so bad,” you whine out remembering how the next morning, your panties were completely soaked.

seungcheol groans at the image you created for him. he had to take you home after everything was all said and done tonight.

“well there’s no need to fantasize anymore, i’m right here baby. you’re mine.. all mine, if you’ll have me.”

before you can respond back yes, he inserts two fingers in your panties and begins to slide them in and out of you at a slow, yet steady pace. you continue to call out for him, holding onto him for dear life.

“do you think people will start looking for us?” you ask, noting that even though it’s only been a few minutes, you’re pretty sure someone would notice that you and cheol had been gone.

“probably.. do you think you can finish in a few minutes? i’ll make it up to you later, i swear!”

you sigh, a little sad that you couldn’t continue for a little longer, “you better make it up to me then.”

he picks up the pace, now going faster. you try and match the rhythm of his fingers with your hips, grinding it out. the combination of the two after a few minutes is enough to bring you to the edge.

“ch-cheol, i-i’m gonna cum, i’m gonna cum!” you breathily whine out, burying your face in his broad shoulder. “please t-tell me i can c-cum, p-please?”

“you’ve been so good for me havent you? go ahead, cum all over my fingers, baby,” he says and you immediately come, your juices coating his digits. he brings them up to your mouth and you eagerly suck them clean, loving how you taste on his fingers.

“well.. that was something,” you say as you both laugh together, seungcheol helping you to get up. you smooth your outfit down once again, thankful that you looked relatively the same outwardly before he fingered you. you put your jacket back on and do a double check in the mirror to make sure you’re 100% fine before stepping out the door.

“okay, let’s go,” you say as he lets you walk first, trailing behind you. as you open the door handle, you pause at stare at seungcheol.

“what?” he asks a little confused.

“you better not leaving me hanging, cheol. i’ve been thinking about this for a long time now.”

he chuckles as he presses a kiss to your forehead. “i promise i won’t. besides, this is about to be a phenomenal night for you, why not cap it off with something special?”

you smile as you open the door, walking out first, your mind already wondering to how he would pleasure you. “i can’t wait until then,” you say winking at him before disappearing from his sight.