"They Looked At Me First" "yeah Her Boobs Do That To Me" Lmao

"They looked at me first" "yeah her boobs do that to me" lmao

Fallen Star┃Jake Sim

five - your boy is a weirdo.

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↳✶ Synopsis: after being fired and blacklisted from the entertainment industry your life is on the verge of falling apart. An opportunity arises to save you when you get a job offer to work as a personal assistant for ex lead singer of the rock band PARANOIA! and now turned model, nicknamed the nation’s sweetheart- Jake Sim. However his image crumbles quickly when you discover he’s nothing but the devil in disguise.

A story of two hurt souls finding comfort within each other in the most unexpected ways.

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Im loving it ♡

Fallen Star┃Jake Sim

seven - these are your employees?

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↳✶ Synopsis: after being fired and blacklisted from the entertainment industry your life is on the verge of falling apart. An opportunity arises to save you when you get a job offer to work as a personal assistant for ex lead singer of the rock band PARANOIA! and now turned model, nicknamed the nation’s sweetheart- Jake Sim. However his image crumbles quickly when you discover he’s nothing but the devil in disguise.

A story of two hurt souls finding comfort within each other in the most unexpected ways.

→ taglist : @slutforsjy @wonwoos-wineparty @nxzz-skz @piripurora @vousty

@realrintaro @slut4hee @chartrucewhore @iveivory @hearteyesforseungsung

@jooniesbears-blog @hee4lifer @pretty-bluntz @babrieeee @mandoscyare

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@antonsgirlfriend

— parts of enhypen ot6 bodies you like most

part 1

nsfw, mdni

—ever since you found out just how sensitive heeseung’s nipples are, you have not stopped teasing him about it. heeseung always liked to manhandle you in any position he wanted and quite literally use his as his personal cocksleeve. that was your dynamic in the bedroom ever since you two got together, he’d even fuck you into submission anytime you tried to take charge. but how could he not melt into your touch and whine your name so sweetly when you randomly started toying with his nipples one day? you were a little surprised the first time it happened but it soon became a routine, you just attached and sucking on them for as long as he could take it. his moans are so breathy and whiny in your ears you could never get tired of hearing them :( but sometimes he gets too sensitive and handsy, trying to push your mouth away when he has already cum two times by you just swiping your hot tongue around his sensitive skin, so what other solution do you have if not tying him up to a chair and continue what you’re doing? his cock is so spent even though you haven't touched it once, and the pool of cum under him keeps growing and growing, yet one second he’s begging you to stop and the next he’s begging for more, for you to finally sink down on him even though you keep torturing his nipples. and the best part? he just lets you.

others below the cut !

—jay is always so nice to you, so sweet and so dreamy. truly the best boyfriend you could have ever hoped for. but he gets so jealous and possessive sometimes, he just loves you so much he can’t help it, the thought of you with anyone else makes his blood boil :( so that’s how you find yourself naked and straddling one of is clothed thighs after having made one too many comments on how sexy the athletes of the volleyball game you two were watching were. truth be told, you were trying to make him a little jealous, but you hadn't anticipated just how mean he’d be to you. your hands tied behind you back and your mouth gagged by his fingers as he just sits there still and relishes in your pretty tear-stained face, cock throbbing at the pitiful sight. you always had a fascination for his thighs, the way the muscles flexed when he wore shorts and how he patted them when motioning you to take your rightful place on his lap. but it felt so humiliating then, with him refusing to move even a little bit to help you, enjoying how wet your cunt feels against his pants—your slick literally soaking through the fabric— and telling you that the next time you want him to help you cum, you’ll have to not act like a stupid little whore in heat at the sight of other men.

—jake loves his own hands as much as you love them, despite how much you would hate to admit it. they’re just so pretty and big, so much thicker and longer than yours, so bony and elegant even when they’re covered in your spit as he forces his fingers deep in your mouth to silence the annoying pleads and begs you were throwing at him. you just pissed him off so bad for some reason, always had and he suspected always will. yet he could not for the life of him ignore the burning lust his body got infested with every time you talked back, or even worse, ignored him completely. especially when you did it in front of your mutual friends. he cornered you in the bathroom of the random house party you both went to, and soon had you begging him to just please just fucking touch you, to play with your clit with those gorgeous fingers of his. but all he did was slam your back to the wall—his huge warm hand secured on your throat and seethe about how fucking annoying you were, how you pretended to be so nice and sweet to everyone else but he knew, he just knew what a nasty slut you truly were. and he also knew how much you wanted him to finger you, so he could not let you have that. that’s how you find yourself on the floor of the bathroom, his fingers in your mouth to silence you and his shoe pressing on your clothed cunt, the humiliation making you whimper pathetically. he intended it to be punishment for you, but of course you found that hot too, so dirty and nasty for his eyes only.

—sunghoon had very obviously been hitting the gym more often lately, and while your boyfriend was very aware of how you felt about his arms, you suspected he didn't quite understand how much his abs affected you. but he always caught you staring at his dripping figure when he came out of the shower, and lately he noticed how your eyes always fixed on his chiseled torso, how your eyes followed the little droplets of water running down the ridges on his skin. so despite what you think, he is not surprised in the slightest when you ask if you could try to ride his abs, so shy and cute even when your thoughts are anything but that. when your bare cunt starts gliding on the skin of his stomach he has to actually suppress a moan at just how wet you are, just straight up dripping on him. he brings his arms to rest behind his head, his bottom lip caught between his teeth as he watches you squirm and shake with every time your clit catches on skin, his cock twitching behind you at the mere sight. he gasps when you violently reach your high in so little time, legs shaking around his waist as you drench his abs and make a mess all over him, one he’s so gonna make you clean up with your tongue when your orgasm subsides.

—sunoo is in love with the way you’re so obsessed with his cock. who can blame you though? it truly is the prettiest cock you’ve ever seen in your life. so gorgeous, especially when it flushes with that particular pink shade you’ve come to love, going as far as getting your nails done in that exact same color. that same shade everyone you meet compliments you on because it just suits you so much! and it really does, especially when your hand is wrapped around sunoo’s cock, your grip so delicious on him as he lets you fuck orgasm after orgasm out of him. you think the milky color of his cum is gorgeous too, dripping all over your hand like that. and he’s such a sucker for how you beg him to use your mouth too after you’re tired of jerking him off with your hands, getting ready on the bed with your head hanging down from it and mouth open for him to fuck right away, without him even telling you to do anything. he feels so loved and cherished when you just lay there and take anything he gives you, his grip on your throat letting him feel how you gag around his cock but never once even think about asking for a moment to breathe. because you're so lucky, so so honored to be the one being used like this. so you just try to breathe through your nose and open your mouth wider, eager to feel his cum slide down your throat whenever he decides to bless you with it.

—jungwon has been told time and time again how attractive his wide shoulders are, especially in relation to his small waist. but he has never thought too much about it until you two started dating, his heart swelling in his chest whenever you pointed out how much you loved how safe you felt in his hold, how strong he looked and felt under your touch. and while he’d use his strength to protect and make you feel secure every time he could, his favorite way to show you just how strong he really is is just straight up manhandling you every chance he gets. having you straddle his waist as he fucks up into your warm cunt while standing up, not even needing the support of a wall to keep you in his hold. and if he does feel like taking you against a wall he’s holding your thighs open with his veiny hands and just absolutely fucking you silly, snickering about how you just have to stay there and take it now, doll. and every time he does that you reach for his shoulders because you just need to grip on something before you lose your mind, except it does barely anything to help because fuck your hands look so tiny on them. you often end up leaving bloody marks all over them as a little surprise for him to find when he wakes up the morning after. and when he does he’s so enamored with the sight he can’t help but slide right back in the bed and place your legs on them again, hissing and his hips thrusting forward at how sweet the pain is. he watches your sleeping form as he lowers his face to your cute little pussy, eager and excited to wake you up and make you leave even more of those pretty marks on him.

a/n: stella might bave been joking when she said heeseung sensitive nipples but i am not

shy guys are the worst’s ( p.sunghoon )

synopsis: where your recent boyfriend wears a white sleeveless shirt in front of you for the first time, making you shocked and asking him to wrap those worked arms around your neck.

( 엔하이픈 ) - recentbf!sunghoon x fem.reader ; fluff , VERY suggestive ,, ( words : 2,7k+ )

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warnings: heated make out session, sunghoon is horny? , reader has a small body compared to sunghoon, business proposal ( k-drama ) reference; samantha and rachel ( if you know, you know *blink blink* ) — non-sexual content, don’t worry hehe

note: HELLAUR ITS MEY ~ explain me what is happening to enha these days bro? they are INSANELY attractive!!!!!!!!!!! whata fack ?!!! oh and i hope our jay is recovering ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ

you remember meeting sunghoon by mutual friends. his quite shy personality made you feel intimidated since it conflicted with your opposite personality. those mutual friends warned you that he always been like that; when you told them that you thought he ( sunghoon ) didn’t like you.

what you didn’t expect was that one day that coy and intriguing young man would make the first move. you were definitely not expecting that one day he would reach out to you by asking for your number. well, sunghoon didn’t directly ask for your number — or right away —, he obviously asked for someone else to give him your contact; building a process of a ton of words frying and messing up with his head before sending you a simple: “hi, it’s sunghoon.”

oh gosh, he lost you.

that’s what he thought, but here it comes the biggest plot twist of his love life: “hey sunghoon! how did you get my number?”. he thanked you mentally for being that social butterfly and not make his dry ass text become something for him to be ashamed about; and overthink when closing his eyes at night.

the conversation continued as the time passed by. sometimes even lasting longer than two hours, four hours… until! everything began to change a little. sunghoon started to be a bit more flirty with you, leaving your guys friends dumbfounded sometimes. even you were out of words when he flirted with you!

but those little actions were significantly important and relevant, since it indicated that he was trusting on you; and lost the feeling of shame and embarrassment in front of you. you smiled when you realised it, and began to do the same: feel more free to interact with sunghoon.

and thankfully you did that as well, because now, three months later, he asked if he could be your boyfriend, and let’s say that you were very happy? i mean, very very happy, because when sunghoon asked if he could be your boyfriend you jumped onto his arms and kissed his cheeks with much more feelings than you ever did before.

and now, here we are, one month after the day sunghoon and you started to share a couple of feelings; and build a totally new bond together.

“what are you doing?” the familiar masculine voice echoed from upstairs, slowly turning into a more closer voice as you heard quiet steps coming from the stairs.

“nothin’.” you answered with a prominent bored tone, like your mouth was melting and almost fusing with the sofa’s cushion; as your face was smashed against the velvet material. “just watching a film.” you murmured while gazing at the television.

“what kind of film?” you felt his voice close to you, and also felt a new sense of warmth wrap around your body.

you shrugged, turning to look at the warmth’s donator. “hi.” you heard your boyfriend whisper as he grinned when he saw your pouty face.

“hi…” you pouted and began to play with a few lost strands of hair sunghoon hasn’t fixed.

“are you tired?” he nuzzled his face against the crook of your neck and started to rub his nose against the sensitive area.

you sighed, shrugging, murmuring as a reply: “just bored.”

“why are you bored? if you’re bored i have something fun that we can do together…” he playfully spoke, his brows going up and down as he teased, letting out a big smile as he watched your ‘seriously?’ kind of face. “just kidding…” he whispered against your ear, kissing your temple and tightening the hug he held.

“have you showered?” you asked him after smelling a good type of a familiar manly scent.

“yeah, why?” he placed a innocent kiss onto your neck.

“you smell good.” you shrugged.

“thank you baby, so do you.” sunghoon softly smiled at you. “i’ll cook something for us, yeah?” your boyfriend was the first to break the comfortable silence that was created between both of you, placing a peck onto your forehead.

not even waiting for your response, he stood up from the sofa and walked away in silence. — he’s probably at the kitchen: you thought. so after a few minutes you decided to see what was happening at the room, since you weren’t smelling anything different from the air spray you had sprayed when finishing the house cleaning earlier.

sloppy steps echoed from your slippers, making your presence at the kitchen noticeable and obvious. however, when walking in the room you saw nothing but a empty kitchen. pouting as you were about to leave the area, steps were heard, and they were getting closer, leaving you breathless when glancing at your boyfriend.

“park sunghoon…” you whispered, snapping a hand of yours onto your face as you tried to cover your opened mouth: it was very close to make your mouth water with the view.

“yeah?” he lifted his head to look at you as he was fixing the hem of your white tank top. “why did you call me that?” he giggled, finding your action funny — as he never had experienced being called by his full name with that face expression; especially coming from you.

you couldn’t even talk properly. it felt like you forgot how to speak or forgot who you were. the only thing you could possibly focus at the moment was how hot he looked wearing a sleeveless shirt. “you look so hot…” you whispered again while switching the hand that once was covering your watering mouth to a pointing finger.

“huh?” sunghoon pretended like he didn’t hear, hugging your waist and placing a kiss onto your neck.

oh, the shy ones are the worse ones! — you thought, feeling your teeth unconsciously clenching together.

“nothing…” your voice suddenly got weak as you enjoyed the way he was showering your neck with sloppy kisses.

“always saying ‘nothing’, yeah?” he teased once again, leaving your neck alone as he lifted his head to look at you, biting his bottom lip in a cocky way; showing his pretty, sharp fangs.

“yah!” you spoke up. “jus-t g-go make us s-some food!” your shaky hands pushed him.

as you pushed him and consequently touched his chest, you felt how raw the skin of his chest felt against the palm of your hand. you hadn’t pushed him hard, it was just a way to make him slightly distant from you as you tried to take a moment to breath. the way your hand was simply standing in front/near of your field of vision, showing no signs of returning to the side of your body where it ‘belongs’, gave away your true reaction; and denounced the way your heart was beating, like it was discomposed somehow.

“baby.” he called you but you didn’t hear. “y/n.” and he finally felt your eyes meeting his; you glanced up at him with a hint of awe and glistening eyes, and sunghoon swears he felt dizzy with the vision of your vulnerability — not in any weird way, but in a cute way, proud that he makes you feel that way. “are you okay cutie?” he didn’t waste time to hold your waist again, tightening the grip, not letting you even try to push him away; like you did.

“yeah.” you answered, nodding your head as you came back to reality.

“mhm… are you really hungry?” he asked between kisses as he pulled you to a deep kiss. “i know i” kiss. “told you” kiss. “i was going to cook for you” kiss. “but,” kiss. “fuck…” kiss. “are you really that hungry?” lip bite.

“mhm,” you hummed against his lips. “why?” your muffled voice made him chuckle, pulling away from your lips and gently pulling your head — by the nape — closer to his, but instead of pulling to face him, he pulled closer to whisper in your ear:

“because,” he paused. “i’m a bit hungry,” he silently giggled, already predicting what he was about to say. “so i was wondering if you could be my meal…”

again, you repeat: shy guys are the worse ones.

hours later you were cuddling with sunghoon. he was the bigger spoon and you never get tired of the sweet melody of his heartbeats against your ear buds. you also like to hear his breathing sounds because it makes you remember that he trust on you like he never did before; and how both of yours relationship changed over the past few months: thanks to those mutual friends.

cuddling with sunghoon constantly made you forget about the world around you, except that, you didn’t forget about the earlier scene of his muscles being flexed in front of you; and how his muscly chest felt against the palm of your hand when you softly pushed him. and then you realised that sunghoon has a very muscular body, like all the mornings he has been working out were actually having some effect on his physical and on you.

you glanced up to gaze at your boyfriend’s face, meeting his shut eyes and serene face expression as he looked like dream land has kidnapped him from you. chuckling, you gently pulled sunghoon’s heavy arm away from yours — that was prisoned under his — and cupped his cheek. completing your action and finally taking some time to admire his beautiful peaceful face, smiling as you wondered how you got so lucky to have him.

“what are you doing?” he softly whispered as he pulled your body to lay onto his broad chest.

“mhm~ watching you sleep– wait, you weren’t sleeping?” you cocked a brow, a smirk spreading across your lips, infecting his lips as well.

“i was, but your big eyes bothered me.” he teased, quickly pecking your lips and you realised his eyes looked quite sleepy/droopy.

a moment of silence infected the atmosphere, plaguing your face with a half-hearted smile as you got a bit embarrassed watching how your boyfriend’s eyes couldn’t leave your face. “why are you looking at me like that?” you chuckled, hiding your face against his neck.

“don’t hide your face, lemme see you…” sunghoon spoke, almost whining. even though he plead you to let your face meet his eyes, he just giggled at your cuteness and caressed your head, taking good care of your hair as he brushed a few tangled strands.

another moment of silence flooded the room, but it wasn’t suffocating you or sunghoon. actually, it was quite the opposite. however, if it wasn’t the atmosphere suffocating you, it was sunghoon’s scent that was stronger than ever. why was he way more attractive than he has ever been?

you even pondered the possibility of your period coming up. because, you know, biology facts? pheromones, testosterone, you know… overwhelmingly by the presence of your man and wondering how hot he looked while washing the dishes — okay, moving on because i’m feeling like i’m getting a bit carried away.

the silence also made you remember about a video you had seen and sent sunghoon this week, before he openly revealed his muscular body through his white — almost see through — tank top, that consisted of a girl lip syncing a tiktok audio while her partner’s muscular arm was wrapped around her neck, in a headlock to be more precise.

of course he wasn’t tightly holding her neck into a headlock, he was just wrapping his arms around her girlfriend’s neck. you sent the video to sunghoon with the text: “look ㅋㅋㅋㅋ that could be us!!!!” — without really putting any expectation that that could be both of you.

taking the courage and braveness to make your boyfriend remember about that video you really hope he has seen, you softly asked: “hoonie,” you pet named him. “can you give me a headlock?” you mewled.

you swear you never heard a gasp that could easily make you deaf coming out of your boyfriend’s mouth. “WHAT?” he cupped your cheeks, making you gaze at his face, trying to see if you were out of your mind. “BABY? WHY WOULD I–”

“not like that park sunghoon!” you whined, but couldn’t help yourself, letting out a chuckle as you playfully hit his chest. “you know,” you coughed, looking away and suddenly the room you were in looked interesting to be looked at. “in a gentle way…” you whispered between your teeth, leaving sunghoon without understanding a word.

“what?” he cocked his brow, turning his head, attempting to hear you better.

“in a gentle way…” you whispered again.

“mhm?”

“IN A GENTLE WAY!” you shouted.

“damn, calm down,” he smirked, planning to leave another teasing sentence. “are you really this needy?” he cocked a brow, watching how your cheeks turned red. he kissed your scalp, apologising as he felt your burning cheeks being hidden against his neck once again. “baby~ look at me.” he hummed, pinching your ear with his fang. “there you go.” he murmured in awe, admiring your cute face with a soft smile, gently rubbing his thumb against the skin of your cheek. are you down to leave this warm bed, that your boyfriend is cuddling you, to stand up in front of the bathroom mirror and receive a gentle headlock?” he emphasised the manner.

a cocky smirk could slowly be admired spreading across his lips as he watched how your head shyly nodded; and your lips were pursed, trying to contain the urge to explode ?

“let’s go then.” he kissed your temple. “shall we, my pretty girl?” he whispered, teasing you for the hundred time that day. you nodded and he easily scooped your — considerably — small body, walking in the direction of the bedroom’s bathroom, letting your naked feet touch the cold floor of the room’s different type of floor.

sunghoon looked at you through the mirror and smiled, not forgetting to kiss your scalp as he asked: “are you ready?” in a playful way, like he was going to give you a real headlock.

“i was born ready.” his playfulness got into your body, making him break into a giggly mess and murmur ‘cute’.

after a few seconds laughing with/at you, sunghoon took a deep breath to recompose himself and finally wrapped his muscular arms around your neck in a headlock — just like you asked him. “is that good?” sunghoon asked, tilting his head to the side as he couldn’t really see any big reaction coming from you. you nodded, trying your best to hold a big grin that was threatening to creep your lips. “are you sure? you aren’t saying nothing…” he whispered, kinda bored for you.

not seeing any reaction coming out from you, he unwrapped his arms around your neck. with the feeling of his arms being lost, you pouted and groaned. sunghoon watched your pouty lips and couldn’t hold in a chuckle, asking you what has gotten into you.

“don’t leave me~” you grabbed his hand like you were begging him to keep your head in a headlock. “just stay like this…”

“but you seem bored baby, i don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” he reassured you with a peck onto your forehead.

“i’m not bored, trust me.” you smirked, slowly blinking your eyes as you enjoyed the contact of his arm against your neck. “i love this view.” you giggled.

sunghoon confidently smiled and playfully whispered in your ear, gently and slowly tightening the headlock ( not enough to make you out of breathe ): “i should wear this tank top way more than i usually do, don’t you agree?”

“i though it was obvious.” you shrugged, hearing your boyfriend’s giggling as he wasn’t expecting that answer coming out of your mouth. “i love you.” you murmured at him.

“are you sure you just love me?”

“and your muscles too.”

“there you go.” he pecked your scalp, leaning his cheek against it, swaying his body as yours followed his rhythm. “i love you more.”

“you just love me more?” you teased back.

“and i love your samantha and your rachel too baby.”

“thank you.”

© 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐞 , originals — 24.

taglist: @jakesangel , @laylasbunbunny . . .

When he spots you at the airport as you’re reading your favorite book. Minding your own business and not paying a lick of attention to his obscured glare, you continue to wait to board your flight. You place your book back into your bag and head over to the restroom, when he shifts over to the nearest bodyguard and whispers “her.”

You wake up remembering a large man blocking your exit point upon washing your hands. You check the surrounding area once your vision clears up, but you do not recognize the environment. A hindering sense of fear continues to grow inside you when you hear the delicate latch of the door opening.

He walks in and admires how delectable you look lying on the satin sheets, your summer dress rolled up and coiling against your thighs, giving him full display of that soft skin and its supple shine. “Those will come off within time.”

You shift and look over, and see the cuffed straps secured over your wrists and ankles. Enough slack is given for you to have limited mobility, but not enough to reach and undo the restraints. “W-why…?” You stutter in disbelief.

He smirks. “Be a good girl will you? Open your legs wide for daddy.”

You clench your thighs upon realizing at his mentioning that your panties were absent. Removed and leaving you vulnerable, he made sure that you were prepped and ready. Licking his teeth through that offensive chuckle, he palms your legs and presses them apart, leaning his face in. His hot breath grazes over the field of bare skin that cradles your clit and you tremble. Whimpering and crying, you shift and turn but it’s no use, his tongue begins to gently coat your clit. At his mercy, you breathe out in despair when he snarled against your plush lips and his nose is buried in. You feel his teeth pressed against you and with little energy left to move, you suffer under the pleasures of his brutality. Another long swipe with his tongue causes your eyes to roll back and you lose your breath. You swore your heart stopped beating for a second as the sharp sensation bangs from inside your chest.

“You’re going to be my good girl…MINE.”