You Just Took A Shower With Seunghan. He Gets Between Your Legs So You Could Dry His Hair, Your Neck

You just took a shower with seunghan. He gets between your legs so you could dry his hair, your neck catching his attention. (Suggestive in a way but only bc they are in towels + soft pants and moaning??)

# 10:06pm ; HONG SEUNGHAN.

⚝ bf!seunghan x fem!reader | fluff & HEAVILY suggestive | bf au ⚝ note ; this is so... (mouth waters) UGH thank u for requesting!! thank u for waiting and for ur support on all my works too mwah <3 + take care briizes!! hani will come back to us soon, i'm sure <3

Six weeks.

That's how long the doctor told Seunghan his broken arm would be casted for.

"Six weeks?" he echoed in despair, mind flooding with the realization of all the things he wouldn't be able to do.

He wouldn't be able to play his games, wouldn't be able to eat his favorite instant noodles by himself every day, wouldn't be able to properly cuddle you at night - he wouldn't be able to do almost anything.

He really shouldn't have tried that stupid parkour trick with Sohee.

But thankfully, he had you by his side to help him out.

And maybe, not being able to do anything was quite nice after all.

He's sat on the edge of the bathtub, both of you fresh out of a shower and only in warm towels while you ran a hair-dryer over his damp hair.

"Ah, be gentle with the tangles." he whines, wincing when you accidentally tug at one.

You're quick to apologize with a cheery 'Sorry!', and you lean down to kiss him on the cheek.

All grumpiness fades once he feels your soft lips against his warm skin, a smile appearing on his lips.

Seunghan sighs happily as you continue drying his hair, eyes fluttering shut at the feeling of your fingers running through his hair, and he can't help but feel like the luckiest person in the world to have you.

You've been taking care of him ever since his fall, absolutely spoiling him with princess treatment.

He's really so lucky to have you.

He opens his eyes to tell you just that, but something else distracts him immediately.

Your bare neck was right in front of him, droplets of water falling from your wet hair and landing gracefully on your collarbone. He gulps as he watches them slowly slip downwards and behind your wrapped towel.

It was embarrassing how easily and simply turned on he gets, and all just from your neck.

"You look so pretty." he mumbles, leaning forward to press soft kisses all over the exposed skin.

You giggle at the ticklish feeling, but it's quick to turn into a quiet whine as the kisses start to get more aggressive.

Seunghan spares absolutely no mercy, warm tongue and sharp teeth grazing against that one sensitive part of your neck that sends shudders throughout your body.

"My pretty girl," he mutters, grinning as he pulls you into his lap and continuing his work of art.

Soft moans and whines reverberate across the bathroom as his hands start to travel across your body, your own ones busy tugging at Seunghan's hair.

"You're driving me insane." he pants, his eyes dark with desperate need and pretty lips swollen when he pulls away to catch his breath. "Taking care of me so well, gotta thank you."

The desperation only grows as he crashes his lips against yours, the towel being the only barrier between the both of your bodies heightening the desperation.

You felt so close and yet so far, and Seunghan needed more.

"W-Wait," you stutter, gently pushing him away from you. "Let's move to the bedroom, I'm scared you'll slip or something and get hurt."

Seunghan can't help but chuckle at your sweet and caring comment in the midst of his sinful actions, kissing over one of the hickeys he had left earlier.

"My baby is so cute," he coos, hot breath fanning against your ear. "But don't worry for now. I'll take care of you the way you deserve, hm?"

Your head spins at what he's hinting at, nodding while hiding your red face on his shoulder.

Without another word, Seunghan carries you up with his other arm and takes you into your bedroom - where he was going to thank you for taking care of him in the best way possible.

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231125 ♥ Seulgi

if youre comfortable with it, could you write something for how dom!gyu would react on the chance that his partner did use their safeword? how he would undoubtedly stop and how he would handle it? 🥲

safe/word. (18+ only, mdni.)

summary. in which you use the safeword with mingyu.

pairing. mingyu x f!reader.

word count. 1091.

genre. mild smut just for the scene, mostly fluff.

cw. daddy!gyu bc i wrote this (reader calls him ‘dad’ 1x at the end and also calls him daddy outside of sex), degradation at the start, reader says the safeword, reader has some self-doubt, comfort from gyu!!!, barely proofread and written at 3am

author’s note. it’s 5am — i hope this is what u were expecting !! i kinda just let this fic write itself w/o much intervention & second guessing >_<

you usually liked this.

you usually liked it when mingyu talked you down. when he called you names and tugged on your hair and slapped your cheeks. dumb baby. stupid. nothing but a toy for daddy. 

you usually liked this. 

but today, something didn’t feel right. something doesn’t feel right. you feel off, like there’s a looming feeling that resonates in your bones—numbness, emptiness, guilt. 

sadness. 

no—it’s none of those, yet all of it all at once.

you’re perched upon his lap as he thrusts up into you from below, his big hands holding onto your waist, pads of his fingers pressing into your flesh as he pulls you onto him in time with the rhythm of his thrusts. your head is buried in the crook of his neck with your arms wrapped tightly around his neck. his cock rutting into you feels so good but… doesn’t feel quite right. for the first time in a long while, you’re… unhappy with yourself— you don’t know why. 

your lips quiver as a surge of negative emotions wash over you and you feel like you’re drowning. focus, focus, focus, you chide yourself, trying to zone in on mingyu pummeling into you, the soft groans falling from his lips, the wet sound of your slick cunt snug around his cock—

nothing. 

nothing works. 

you feel like shit. you’re falling deeper into your downward spiral that the words leave you even before they arrive, and you struggle to grasp at the words that are meant to keep you safe. 

“r-red,” you squeak. you say it so quietly that mingyu doesn’t even catch it. the tears rolling down your cheeks and wetting your boyfriend’s skin aren’t from pleasure anymore.

“daddy,” you say, louder this time—and this time you know he heard because he sounds out a fucked out yet quizzical hm? 

you say it again and this time your voice breaks. “daddy, red.” 

“shit.” 

panic and concern rush through mingyu’s body with a force so strong, it knocks whatever breath he has left in his body out. then he’s laying you onto the bed as quickly as careful can be, and he gently pulls out. he hovers over you, elbows propped up onto the mattress as his eyes scan your face in search for an answer. 

you’re crying. you don’t know why. there’s a pressure in your chest that’s begging to be released, one that feels like a six-tonne elephant’s foot that’s stomping down on you that you wish would just go away but it doesn’t.

“hey, hey.” he cradles your cheek in the warmth of his hand and his features are etched with worry. “deep breaths, baby. deep breaths for me. daddy’s here.”

you try. but your breaths skip over with each inhale and it only brings you to tears even more— why can’t i get even this right? you don’t know but mingyu’s heart cracks with every hiccup and sniffle.

“it’s okay, baby. you’re okay,” he mutters, the hand that was on your cheek now wiping away your tears and brushing the stray locks of hair away from your face. “m’here, love. you’re safe with me.”

you’re safe with me.

you can’t help the sob that slips from your lips and wracks your chest as the words echo in your mind. he’s right. you’re safe with him. he always knows the right things to say. you can’t tell which emotions surge through you except for one—security. 

“hold me, please.”

he wastes no time gathering you up in his arms, cradling your shaking body as you cry in the comfort of his arms. he stays quiet, allowing you the space to just let your emotions free as he rocks you both at a slow, comforting pace. 

“daddy?” your voice is unstable and creaky. “daddy, m’sorry.”

“what for?”

“for usin’ the safeword.”

“oh, baby,” he coos and he tightens his hold around you. “hey. none of that, okay? we have safewords for a reason. thank you for using it.”

you purse your lips, silent, unsure what to say. you settle instead for—

“i love you, gyu.” 

and he says, “i love you more.”

you cry a little more in his arms, and mingyu is more than happy to rub your back soothingly as you do your best to regulate your feelings and calm down. your eyes are closed, comforted by his warmth and the faint thrum of his heartbeat, and mingyu counts the breaths you take. 

“how’re you feeling, love?” he asks once he notices your breaths have finally evened out, no longer shallow, no longer skipping over. 

“better.” you turn your body towards him to snuggle closer and he takes it as a cue to carefully lay you both down. he holds you close to him, as close as he can, and kisses your forehead. you slot your head under his chin and into the curve of his neck. 

“can i… ask what happened?” he asks, cautious. though he knows that he did everything right, he couldn’t help the looming feeling that he might have been the cause of your breakdown. his chest physically hurts at the thought. 

“i just…” you start, trying to search for the right words to say. “just felt… not good. mentally. dunno where it came from. don't worry, you didn't hurt me. ”

the relief that washes over mingyu is immeasurable and he lets out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding. you plant an affectionate kiss to his shoulder. “you were perfect, okay? you always are,” you say, almost in a whisper. “did i scare you?”

mingyu hums. “only a little.”

“m’sorry i scared you, daddy.”

“forgiven, princess,” he says with a kiss to the top of your head, a soft smile splayed on his pretty lips. “thank you for the reassurance.” 

“thank you for the reassurance.” you lean up and kiss his lips quickly. “love you.”

“love you more.” 

(mingyu kisses your lips over and over and over again, giggling between each kiss as he catches his breath. he’s doing his best to cheer you up, rid your mind of the doubt and despair that it was filled with just moments earlier. 

you do feel better— but you also feel like you need a nap. 

“dad—” 

kiss. 

“hm?” 

kiss. 

“nap—” kiss. “please—” kiss. 

“you feel better now?” he pauses his kisses to meet your gaze and you nod. he gives you one last kiss, one that lingers, one that tastes like an unspoken i love you. 

“let’s go wash up and we can take a nap, okay?”

“okay.”)

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• ° kinktober day 1

[day one: breeding kink]

pairing: taehyung x f.reader

tags/ warnings: pwp, unprotected sex, breeding kink, baby talk (but no actual kids because yuck)

notes: smut straight under the cut

kinktober masterlist

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆.

You watch down the length of your body as Taehyung fists his cock, running the head through your folds. Your arousal clings to both your skin, sticky against his cock, sticky against your inner thighs, sticky folds and messy pussy.

“Please” you murmur, hips stuttering upwards, feral desperation consuming you at the prospect of your impending pleasure. Your fingers dig into the muscle of Taehyung’s arm, moan catching in the back of your throat when the tip of his cock nudges against your clit. Your pussy clenching around nothing as arousal thrums down your body.

Taehyung hums, slicking his cock up with your arousal before he presses the head to your opening.

“Fuck—Taehyung” your head pushes further back into the pillow, mouth falling open in a breathless moan as he pushes his cock into you, each thick inch stretching you apart. You will yourself to watch down your body, eyes locked on the sight of his cock splitting you open.

“Yeah, you like that?” his head tips back a little, your walls throbbing around his length.

Your hips rut upwards, chasing your own pleasure as he slowly sinks into you, tip of his cock pressing perfectly against your sweet spot. Dragging over it before pushing that little bit further into you.

“So pretty” he whispers, looking down his nose at your face, measuring every little change in expression. How your eyes close momentarily when his pelvis presses against the backs of your thighs, his rough hands moulding into your flesh as he almost folds you in half. Bottom lip tucked between your teeth as his cock drags through your walls, touching you in places only he’d ever mark, solely his to ruin and claim.

“Tae” your arms wrap around his shoulders, soft lips pressing against his jaw as he holds you in place. Cock fully sheathed inside of you.

His stomach tenses when you clench around his length, nails digging into the meat of his shoulders as you rut your hips upwards.

“Please” you whine

Taehyung hums, fingers dipping over your hips and up your sides. They trail down your stomach, helping you wrap your legs around his waist before he’s pulling back, tip of his cock still pressed inside of you before he snaps his hips forward. You feel as though the air is punched from your lungs, chocked moan dripping off your lips.

He picks up his pace, hips finding their rhythm as he ruts his cock into you, hips snapping forward. Brutal, raw pleasure making your pussy throb.

His hand presses over your stomach, “Gonna put a baby in you” he murmurs.

He feels your cunt sporadically clench, guttural groan vibrating up his chest as you squeeze his cock. Desperate to milk him of what he had to offer, soil your cunt, brand it as his own.

“You like that, yeah?” his hand trails a little lower, thumb pressing over your clit.

You nod, bottom lip tucked between your teeth as you swallow down a moan, “Please” you whine. Mind fuzzy and numb, rush of pleasure fizzling out any thought you tried to have.

“Please, what, my love?” he bends down, pressing his lips to your cheek, warm breath tickling your skin.

“Please…” your arms tighten around his neck, pressing his body closer to yours. Warm, sweat slicked skin, pressing against his, “Cum inside of me”

Your hand falls to hold his wrist to the hand that plays with your clit, pleasure pulsing throughout your body, straight down to your swollen pussy. New wave of slick coating Taehyung’s cock, creamy white clinging to the base, slipping down his balls, sticky on your thighs. Both your skin tacky with slick and sweat, feral lust and love coursing through both your bodies as you slip closer to your orgasm.

You feel it building in your stomach, muscles tightening and cunt spasming as Taehyung thrusts his full length into you; not letting an inch be missed by your soft pussy, walls sucking him in.

It’s a particular nudge of his cockhead against your sweet spot that had you biting down on his shoulder to try and quieten your whiny little moans.

“M’ close” you moan, teeth sinking into his flesh. Not enough to break the skin but enough for you to leave a mark. Flicker of pain sending list straight to Taehyung’s cock as he snaps his hips forward.

“Yeah?” he groans, “gonna fill you with my cum, you want that?”

You nod, frantic as he plays with your clit, falling so close to the edge.

“Want you all swollen with my baby” he presses his face into your neck, “would look so pretty with my seed dripping out your pretty pussy, yeah? Gonna watch as you push it out, and i’ll fuck it right back into you”

You whine, tipping over the edge at the filth that slips from his tongue. Your cum coats his cock, wet as he slams his length back into your cunt, chasing his own high.

You feel his cock twitch, bordering overstimulation as Taehyung loses his rhythm, hips rutting into you sloppy.

You can hear it with every thrust, your wet cunt swallowing his cock. You moan when he pushes himself as far inside of you as he can, hips jutting upwards when you feel his cum paint your walls.

He barely pulls out, thrusting back into you. Your pussy swollen and used, clenching around his length as he fucks his cum back into you.

“So pretty” he looks between your bodies, watching a ring of his cum cling to the base of his cock as he rolls his hips, “be so pretty with my baby, too” he presses a kiss to your cheek.

“So full” you whisper, feeling another spurt of cum leak into your soiled pussy.

“One more time…” he presses another kiss over your nose, “Need to make sure it takes this time”

Choso once made a joke when he was eating you out that licking the cum from your pussy was like licking the frosting off a cupcake, and now his pet name for you is ‘cupcake.’ When your friends hear him call you that they think it’s just a cute, endearing nickname, but Choso looks at you with a shit-eating grin because he knows just hearing him say “Hey cupcake” makes you wet.

PSA: If you’re planning on posting smut for Niki the day of his birthday go ahead and block me, unmoot me, etc. I do not and refuse to accept y’all thinking that’s a normal thing to do.