P.sunghoon Nsfw Drabble

p.sunghoon nsfw drabble

warnings : switch!sunghoon, biting, marking.

sunghoon loves biting you as he fucks you. he'll bite anywhere he can get, your thighs, stomach, shoulders, neck, anywhere. he loves seeing the little fang indents in your skin, he feels like a vampire. except he doesn't bite hard enough to draw blood, just enough to mark you up.

more on the marking; he loves small, subtle hickies. just in places that are mostly hidden. if you have longer hair, he'll suck on your neck and create a light, small bruise. he really enjoys creating hickies on your chest. he adores hickies on his chest aswell. he feels as if your bodies are canvases that allow decoration, he's the davinci to your leonardo.

sunghoon is big on praise. he's complimenting you inside and outside of the bedroom. he's not just big on praise however, he wants to worship you. he wants to show his devotion and appreciation to you. he'll kiss every part of your body, kneel at your feet and take in your appearance; appreciate the fact that you're allowing him to do the things he does.

when there's a mirror nearby, he'll fuck you and face the mirror. especially if the two of you are in doggystyle and he can make you look at him and you. he wants you to truly know how pretty you are, how gorgeous you are through his eyes.

however, how sunghoon worships you? he would really appreciate if you did nearly the same as he did. maybe get on your knees and suck his cock, compliment him as you kiss and lick at the tip. praise, worship, either works in his book. when he's subbing he needs to know how good he is for you, how good he makes you feel. he wants to be called pretty, handsome, cute, anything you can think of.

when he subs, he gets whiny. begging for you to touch him, kiss him, bite him. he just wants you and he wants you fully. he wants you to know his body like the back of your hand, and he'll do the same to you. he will get to know each and every sweet spot in your body and memorize it. he will have these things stored in his head like files, or his favorite song lyrics.

since he's a dancer and figure skater, he's good with his hips- with his body in general. it takes a lot of work & effort to be good at these things, so he has full control of his body. he'll rock his hips in the perfect way, filling you up, making you shake and quiver. he adores seeing the reactions you make, listening to your every noise. he'll follow the hitch of your breath, the quiet whimpers, the pornographic moans as a sign that he's doing well and that he should keep going.

sunghoon listens very well, but he is also good with words. he knows exactly what to say to keep you cumming and begging for more. he'll get real close to your ear- whether that means his nose touching the back of your neck, so you can feel every word, or whispering as he kisses down your body. he wants you to hear each word clearly and he will make it a mantra.

"i love you, you're doing so well. you look so pretty, and you're all mine."

sunghoon doesn't really fuck, he mostly makes love. he wants you to feel his every emotion when the two of you have sex. he'll kiss you so much that the feeling of his lips against yours are all you can think about once you've came so many times that you can't think anymore.

✧.*Quickie?*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

P.SH

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・❥・You and Sunghoon attend a backyard campfire of a mutual friend of yours. All while conversating with your friend, Sunghoon gets visibly desperate and eventually takes you to the bathroom for a quickie.

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➠ Sunghoon is inhumanely horny, smut smut smut and even more smut.

not proofread, sorry guysss.

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Being at a hangout with friends having Your boyfriend with you was the worst possible decision you could ever make. Your friends had decided to have a small get together just to have something to do on a Saturday night, and hoon being as stubborn as he is, wouldn't' let you leave him at home alone. Down the line of your relationship, Sunghoon had created relations with your friends as well. His friends are yours and yours are his. Though your friends know Sunghoon fairly well, you usually choose not to bring him to things like this because of the shit he's pulling right now.

As you're having a light conversation with your friends about things that're happening in you guys separate colleges, Sunghoon has his hand sliding into your shorts. He managed to get the unbuttoned without making too much movement with his arms for your friends to notice, but your surprised reaction caused confused looks to be shared. Pinching Sunghoons leg to stop him from going further didn't work, but slapping his crotch got him to behave for all of 10 minutes before he was sliding his hand back into your shorts and slipping a finger into you. attempting to cover your moan with a cough, you excuse yourself and make your way back into your friends house, but not without telling Sunghoon to stay in his fucking seat.

After collecting yourself in the bathroom for no longer than 3 minutes, you decide to text your boyfriend.

What the fuck are you trying to pull right now?

I can't touch my girlfriend?

You physically roll your eyes at his stupid clueless act knowing he's not gonna let up anytime soon.

No, Hoon. We're quite literally in front of our friends and you're not gonna embarrass me today. Act accordingly.

I'm sorry baby I just need to feel you right now. Please?

No, Sunghoon.

I know you want me right now too. You were so wet baby, I know you and your body.

You just don't know when to stop do you?

Just say the word. I promise i'll make you feel so good.

Before responding you bite your lip in a nervous tick contemplating whether it was a good idea to do this knowing how obvious it'd be. But fuck it, he ruined your panties anyways.

How are you gonna come without making it obvious?

I'll tell them you started your menstrual or something? give me 5 minutes.

Waiting for Sunghoon to make his way to the bathroom, you sit on the toilet bouncing your leg in anticipation. He's been fucking with you since you guys got there, he better make it worth it.

The door suddenly rushes open causing you to jump before seeing your boyfriend enter the bathroom with a sly boyish smirk on his face.

"Hi baby" he says trying not to smile knowing you're already nervous and easily irritable.

"Shut up Hoon. And hurry up before someone has to piss or something."

Without another word exchanged, he pulls you up from the toilet grabbing your waist connecting your lips. Kissing you fast and hard rather than slow and passionate as he usually does, you kiss him back just as eagerly to feel him. Moving one of his hands from your waist up to your neck to slightly put pressure on it he bites your bottom lip tugging at it before taking your tongue in his mouth causing you to let out a guttural whine.

Sunghoon pulls away from your mouth, hands tugging at your white top lifting it off your body leaving you in your bra and shorts. He kisses down your neck sucking hard enough to leave a prominent mark on your neck. Without much time wasted he slips a hand behind your back un-clipping your bra in one go leaving your entire top half exposed. Before he can make another move, you push him back causing him to collide with the toilet seat, you tug at his shirt lifting it off him in one go. Sunghoon leans back against the toilet letting you take full control of the situation.

You shift down to your knees while clumsily trying to unbuckle his pants. After he notices you struggling he pushes your hands away in a frantic motion undoing his belt and sliding his last pieces of clothing off.

Sunghoon tries to grab your hand in an attempt to get you to stroke him.

"We don't have time for foreplay Hoon, someones gonna knock soon." you warn him while moving upward to align your bodies in the middle.

Slowly sliding yourself down onto him, he threatens to let out a whine but before he could you slap your hand over his mouth to muffle his pleasure.

Sinking down onto him fully you throw your head back uncontrollably in satisfaction.

Needing no time to adjust to his size, you start to move yourself in circular motions adding to the pressure on your stomach.

noticing you getting tired already, he rolls his hips into you bottoming out causing you to let out a throaty moan forgetting the predicament you guys are in.

Lifting your head back up with wide eyes at sunghoon, he smirks at you putting a finger over his lips in a "shhh" motion.

"fuck i'm-" you start to moan before being completely cut off by Sunghoon thrusting up into harshly in a rush to reach his orgasm.

"fuck Hoonie right there-fuck you moan as quiet as you can in a struggled breath.

"feel so good baby fuck I'm so close" he whines back.

"oh my go- faster Hoonie please need to cum so bad"

Rolling your hips against each other, you start to bounce on top of him in a rush to reach your climax.

"shit I can't- can I cum inside? need to cum inside you."

Lost in your pleasure you don't respond back, but moan out loudly enough for someone close enough to hear.

Just as Sunghoon is about to start sucking on your neck again, you hear loud knocks on the door.

Both you and Hoon come to a halt looking at the door in sync.

You look at your boyfriend waiting for him to answer on your behalf. He mouths to you to be quiet before responding.

"Who is it?" he says with a fucked out emotion on his face.

"Can you guys maybe I don't know, HURRY THE FUCK UP!?" you hear your friend say from the other side of the door.

Determined to bring him to his orgasm you pull him out of you and swiftly getting on your knees and take him in your mouth without warning. Sinking your mouth down onto him fully making him hit the back of your throat, he gasps out loud causing you to pinch the side of his leg as a warning to shut up.

"Yea- fuck. We'll be out in a second" he responds back clearly not caring if its obvious anymore. It feels too good.

Hearing footsteps become distant in sound, he continues moaning louder.

"keep going- fuck 'm so close" he moans as he holds your hair up in a makeshift ponytail.

Bobbing your head as fast as you could, he bites back any loud whines threatening to come out before cumming down your throat without warning.

Lifting your head off of him fully, you swallow what's left of him in your mouth before quickly trying to wipe yourself down as he's still on the toilet in attempt to gain consciousness back.

Putting your still damp underwear back on, you get dressed fully before looking back at the toilet to see your boyfriend already fully dressed waiting for you to walk out the bathroom door.

"Fix your face, oh my God you're so embarrassing." You say in a slightly playful tone before brushing your hair through with your fingers before grabbing his hand and pulling him off the toilet seat.

"That was too fucking good. Don't deserve you at all." he confesses.

"'Yea yea. Let's go we still have a party to attend."

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#THEEND.

-enhypen reaction to your story at the club without them ♡

♡enhypen legal line x female reader (messages)

♡warnings: suggestive MINORS DNI!!!!, cursing, like they’re all lowkey (very much) toxic, nasty, mentions of pregnancy hehe, mentions of blindfolds & hands being tied, spanking, hoon and jw are a bit mean.. fawk it’s just nasty

♡an: this was requested,,, so the anon who requested this I hope u like this because I put my whole tits into this… enjoy shawties ily all. (also big thank u for my wives aka my beloved freakhoon believers for helping me ILYSM!!!!)

soft spot ✶ lhs

ㅤ୨ৎㅤ the school's bad boy has a soft spot only for you.

lee heeseungㅤ✶ㅤfemale reader  .  g  bad boy! heeseung, boyfriend! heeseung, est relationship, fluff  .  w  smoking, (public) kissing  .  wc  891 (0.8k)  .  bookshelf

YOU EXIT THE SCHOOL'S main building, the afternoon sun casting long shadows across the parking lot. the low hum of students chattering and the distant rumble of buses fills the air. as you walk toward your usual spot, the heat radiates from the asphalt, creating a shimmering mirage effect in the distance.

your eyes catch sight of lee heeseung leaning casually against his sleek black car, the chrome rims glinting in the sunlight. a thin trail of smoke curls up from the cigarette in his hand, dispersing into the air. he's flanked by his friends — jay, jake, and sunghoon — all of them the epitome of the school's bad boy clique, each with their own swagger and cool indifference.

heeseung stands out even among his friends. his dark hair falls messily over his forehead, framing his sharp features and contrasting sharply with the crisp white t-shirt and worn leather jacket he wears. the corner of his mouth lifts slightly as he brings the cigarette to his lips, taking a slow, deliberate drag. his eyes, dark and intense, lazily scan the crowd until they land on you. in that instant, his entire demeanor changes.

the smile he gives you is different — softer, almost tender. heeseung drops the cigarette, letting it fall to the ground before he crushes it under his boot with deliberate care. his friends continue their conversation, oblivious to the shift in his attention. heeseung's gaze never wavers as he pushes off the car, closing the distance between you with a few long strides.

"hey," he says, his voice low and smooth, tinged with the slightest hint of concern. "ready to go?"

you nod, feeling the familiar flutter in your chest that always accompanies his presence. despite his tough exterior, the way he looks at you — like you're the only person who matters — makes you feel special. heeseung opens the car door for you, his movements uncharacteristically gentle, before sliding into the driver’s seat himself.

as he starts the engine, the car purrs to life, a deep, resonant sound that drowns out the background noise. you catch a glimpse of his friends watching you both, smirking and shaking their heads in amused disbelief. they’ve seen the way he is with you, how the notorious bad boy softens into someone entirely different.

the car roars to life, and heeseung shoots you another one of his rare, genuine smiles. "where to?"

"what about that ice cream parlor?" you reply, smiling back. the thought of the cozy little shop with its pastel-colored walls and vintage decor makes you feel nostalgic.

heeseung nods, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "ice cream it is." he eases the car out of the parking lot, the powerful engine humming smoothly as you leave the school grounds behind.

as you drive through the streets, the world outside blurs into a colorful mosaic. heeseung's hand finds yours, his fingers warm and reassuring. you intertwine your fingers, the simple act of holding hands making your heart race. you steal glances at him, noting the way the sunlight catches the angles of his face, softening his sharp features.

"you know," heeseung says, breaking the comfortable silence, "i don't really care where we go. as long as i'm with you."

his words make your heart swell, and you squeeze his hand gently. "same here," you reply softly, feeling a warmth spread through you that has nothing to do with the summer heat.

the ice cream parlor comes into view, its cheerful sign beckoning. heeseung parks the car and hops out, quickly moving to your side to open the door for you. you step out, the sweet scent of vanilla and sugar wafting through the air as you approach the entrance.

inside, the parlor is cool and inviting. you choose a corner booth, and heeseung joins you, his presence filling the small space with an almost palpable energy. he orders your favorite flavors without needing to ask, remembering every detail about your preferences.

as you sit across from each other, enjoying the sweet treat, you can't help but feel a sense of contentment. in this little corner of the world, everything feels right. heeseung's eyes never leave yours, his expression soft and open.

"thanks for coming with me," you say, your voice barely above a whisper.

heeseung reaches across the table, brushing a stray lock of hair behind your ear. "anytime," he murmurs. "for you, always."

his hand lingers on your cheek, and for a moment, you both just look at each other, the world outside fading into a distant hum. slowly, he leans in, his eyes flickering to your lips. your breath catches as you close the distance, meeting him halfway. the kiss is gentle, his lips soft and warm against yours. time seems to stand still as he deepens the kiss slightly, his hand moving to the back of your neck, pulling you closer.

when you finally pull away, his forehead rests against yours, both of you breathing softly. heeseung's eyes search yours, a tender smile playing on his lips.

"in this moment," he whispers, "there's nowhere else i'd rather be."

you smile, feeling a rush of happiness that makes your heart soar. "me neither," you reply.

and in that moment, with the taste of ice cream lingering on your lips and the warmth of his gaze enveloping you, you know that you wouldn't trade this for anything.

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↳ ❝ [Random BF! Jake messages] ¡! ❞

↳ Pairing: idol bf!jake x non-idol fem!reader

↳ Genre: fluff, suggestive;

↳ Warnings: flirty jake (obvi), reader is kind of a tease, jake is whipped, teasing;

↳ A/n: likes, comments, reblogs, feedback are all deeply appretiaced! Reqs are open, so are anon emojis:) hope y'all enjoy♡!!

OBVIOUSLY.

𝓢.ㅤ he can't tell if you're joking or not.

SJYㅤ୨୧ ⠀ femreader⠀ . . .ㅤ fluff jake's pov reader's flirty ig you could say college au jake's a hashtag overthinker AND oblivious not proofread as usual sawryㅤ715 words

"you're, like, kind of gorgeous,"

"woah, what?" jake gapes at you from over his laptop screen. you're sitting across from him, supposed to be helping with the research for your project. your laptop isn't even out on the table, though, but he swears he saw you typing away five minutes ago.

you hum, "you are gorgeous, actually. not kind of,"

"is this— what are you talking about? this is so random," he lets out an amused breath, running his hand through his hair. he could feel his heart racing, "i don't usually get called gorgeous,"

"i was just making an observation," you reach forward, pushing his screen down a little, "do you wanna be called handsome instead? or pretty?"

he blinks, "well, no. i mean, i don't care,"

you nod, "okay,"

he expects you to say something else, but you don't, smiling at him instead as you pull out your phone, seemingly scrolling through instagram or maybe twitter. he can't really tell.

he doesn't understand you. you're honest— to an insane level. catching him off guard on more than one occasion, an instance from last year coming to the forefront of his mind.

you had told him how you would give up everything to be his girlfriend, and then you moved on like it was nothing.

it was confusing to him. he swears it's just your personality; you're honest and flirty, and you make jokes that sometimes don't feel like jokes (the girlfriend thing, for example). he knows they're jokes, though.

or at least he thinks he does.

sunghoon told him that you only act that way with him. you haven't ever told sunghoon you wished you were his girlfriend or that he was gorgeous.

"do you like me?"

you look up from your phone, your eyes wide and eyebrows raised in surprise at his sudden question. hell, even he was surprised at what he said— it was egotistical, thinking that someone likes you just because they complimented you, but he blames sunghoon and jay. they both put the idea in his head, and after your comment, he couldn't not ask.

if you said yes, he could ask you out. he'd ask you on a date and eventually ask you to be his girlfriend, and if you said no then . . . well, he doesn't know what he'd do.

he'd probably have to avoid you for a while, out of embarrassment. hopefully, you'll be able to move past that and be friends with him again.

you laugh— a small, shy laugh, like you're nervous— and you bring your hand up to wipe away an imaginary speck of dust on your skin. "obviously. i mean, i think it's obvious. is it not?"

"seriously?"

"yeah," you say, placing your phone down and leaning forward, "was it really not obvious?"

"i thought you were just playing around,"

you stare at him in disbelief. "jake, i kiss you all the time,"

his face heats up at your reminder. you do kiss him all the time, among other things. now that he's thinking about it, the two of you have a pretty physical relationship.

"on the cheek! i figured you were a touchy person. do you really like me?"

"oh my god, jake. yes, i like you. a lot. i don't do anything i do with you with anyone else,"

"oh, okay, cool cool," he taps his finger against the table, looking everywhere but you. he has no idea how to handle this information— how on earth did he not know you like him? he's going through your friendship, and you were, in fact, obvious about it.

"jake."

he blinks, "what?"

"do you like me?" you're staring at him, a little amused and annoyed at the same time.

"oh, sorry— yeah. yeah, i do. i do like you. do you wanna . . . fuck, can i be your boyfriend?"

you laugh once again, less shy and more teasing. his nervousness is making your nervousness go away, it looks like. he's glad that his lameness can bring you some joy, whereas he wants to go cry to sunghoon about how stupid he's being.

"sure. i did say i'd give up everything to be your girlfriend,"

then you give him the prettiest smile, and he thinks that he's simultaneously the luckiest and stupidest man in the universe.

note. i feel like this is bad and makes no sense but idc i just like oblivious jake and wanted to write smt for him :/