I Freaking Loved This And Now I Desperately Need Minjae

I freaking loved this and now I desperately need Minjae

Closer Than Ever

group: xikers

pair: minjae x gn!reader

genre: fluff, suggestive, established relationship, shy reader

word count: 1.5k

content: making out in A LOT OF DETAIL.

a/n: dedicated to my bestie (the most insane minjaekkeo to ever exist) (i love you sm ☹️)

Minjae was, for lack of better words, “a perfect gentleman”. He always took things slow, always let you make the first move to avoid breaking your boundaries, never ever did anything without asking. That fact only made you blush even deeper as Minjae's hand gripped your waist and he backed you up against the wall behind you. Shivers spread throughout your body from where his fingertips dug into your skin, a sense of desperation in his grasp. His warm breath spread across your lips and the tip of his nose brushed sensitively against yours, making your whole body light up like it was on fire. He lifted his other hand, placing it on your chin, and the pad of his thumb softly tapped your bottom lip, sending a jolt through your heart. His dark eyes were half-lidded and glossy, his gaze stuck to your lips as he pressed experimentally against them with his thumb. You fought a strong shiver as his bangs tickled your forehead and you scruched the bottom of your shirt like a lifeline. A soft fragrance of sandalwood with notes of various floral scents you couldn't quite place filled your nose. A very familiar scent, the scent of him. This otherwise calming scent only worked to overwhelm you further, reminding you of the lack of distance between you and him and making your heart beat ever faster. 

After what felt like decades of him standing there and sending your brain into overdrive, he softly trailed the hand on your chin up to your ear, cupping the side of your face as his eyes slowly closed and he pressed a gentle, sweet kiss to your lips. A kiss no different from his usual ones, loving, warm, innocent. A kiss that felt like the first ever kiss you two shared after your third date. A kiss he waited to give you despite how you could tell he wanted to from the first date, his sneaky glances at your lips being not as sneaky as he had hoped. 

He gave you time to melt against his lips, feeling safe and secure with him and allowing your hands to gently hold either side of his jaw as he took slow breaths in and out through his nose, a habit of his you were more than used to from how often he gave you these seemingly never-ending sweet kisses.

There was a sudden change in him, though, and his breathing sped up, warping the familiarity of the situation and making your heart pound harder once again. His hand on your waist slipped further down your hip, holding onto the fabric of your cotton shorts rather than your t-shirt. The bold move made your breath stutter, and suddenly you couldn't handle breathing through just your nose anymore. You used your hands still on his face to pull him off of you gently, separating from you without much of a fight. Both of your eyes flickered open, immediately meeting each other before his once again fell directly back to your lips. They were unlike anything you've seen on him before, dark and heavy, filled with tension and…desire.

“M-”

You couldn't even get a word out, surrendering to his plump lips overlapping yours once again. It was a similar kiss to his previous, innocent in its nature, but there was something slightly different. Maybe it was the tension in the room, maybe it was the heat of your body, maybe it was the racing of your heart. Whatever it was, it was making the kiss much more breathtaking than ever before. The way his breaths from his nose hit your face was different too, faster and warmer.

He was the one to break the kiss this time, leaning his almost feverishly hot forehead against yours and using his hand to tilt your face up slightly as he took a tiny step closer. More of his bangs fell against your face and you couldn't suppress a shiver this time. His breath was heavy as it escaped between his lips and you were almost dizzy from his heat and passion. He brought his lips together and his tongue came out for a moment to wet them before speaking, his voice low and quiet.

“...Open your mouth for me…”

Five words. Only five words and yet every single one of them hit you like a freight train directly to the chest. You were suddenly grateful about being pushed up against the wall, it trapping you and yet also being a crutch to keep your weak knees from giving out under you.

It took a moment for his words to really register in your brain being such a far cry from his usual soft inquiries for consent before kissing you. This was nothing like that; this was almost a demand. 

Your heart thrummed in your against your ribs and you swallowed anxiously, throat somewhat dry from nerves. Yet despite your nerves and anxiety, you quickly obeyed, parting your shaky lips and squeezing your eyes shut in preparation. Sure, you were innocent, but not so innocent that you didn't know what he was planning.

His thumb rubbed along your cheek as if to soothe you before his lips planted against yours again, parted in the same way. It was a brief moment of calm before the storm of his tongue teasing along the inside of your bottom lip, setting your face aflame and turning your mind into a jumble of internal screaming. His tongue slowly snaked further, flicking against the tip of your own tongue before it instinctively retreated into the back of your mouth without you even noticing. He took his mouth off of yours for a moment, just long enough to speak in a deep, assertive, and frankly sexy tone you've never heard before.

“Baby…don't hide your tongue.” 

Your mind spun as his hand on your hip flew up to hold and better steady your face before he dove back in like a starved man. He tilted his head for better access before his tongue re-entered and roamed the inside of your mouth. Your hands slid to his chest and gripped his shirt tightly like an anchor.

You did your best to follow his instructions, trying to center your train of thought and focus on keeping your tongue available for him. His soft tongue finally found yours and curled around it, your knees buckling and threatening once again to give out on you.

You wanted to impress him, you wanted to make him happy, so you copied his movements the best you could, clumsily wrapping your tongue back around his in the opposite direction. Without hesitation he used his body to push you tighter against the wall, his tongue moving a lot more adventurously around the inside of your mouth as if determined to touch every surface and mark it as his own. You simply tried your best to hold onto your sanity and consciousness as the heat consumed you, but luckily he had mercy on you, his tongue retreating back into his mouth as he removed his lips from yours. You cracked your eyes open to see a string of saliva stretching between your lips and his right before breaking and trailing down your chin. It was such a lewd sight and it made you almost want to shut your eyes again and allow the darkness to consume you.

Minjae pulled back enough so your eyes could finally lay upon his entire for the first time in what felt like days. His hands slid from your face, leaving your cheeks strangely cold and empty. He quickly swiped a thumb over your chin and bottom lip, cleaning up the mess he'd left and shamelessly licking it off his thumb while staring unwaveringly into your eyes. You gasped and let go of his shirt, pushing your hands up over your face to hide from his gaze after what you two had done finally clicked in your head. Your ears perked up at a soft chuckle from the man in front of you immediately followed by his once rough hands gently peeling your hands from your face and leaning to peer into your eyes, an innocent smile and pink blush present in his features.

“You okay…?”  His voice was still deep but much less pulled tight with tension than it was only minutes before.

You nodded subtly, looking away from him as you tried to gather your scattered thoughts and form something to say. He quickly reassured you that there was no rush with a loving kiss on your forehead that calmed you down like magic. 

You quickly came back to your senses, your embarrassment dissipating as you finally looked back into the eyes of the man you loved and trusted with your life. The man that'd never do a single thing to hurt you. He was the man you wanted to spend your life with…and now you were closer than ever.

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TAGLIST:

@hyunromi @chocoeon @hyunukitty @minjaezed @ihyeokzu @cake1box @chiiyuuvv

Shopping trip with Bf!Minjae

some Minjae stuff for everyone cause why not (also so my masterlist can looks less empty)

the way this dude is so fine for no reason whatsoever- anyways hope y'all enjoy,

likes, reblogs and comments are always appreciated

personally i think this guy is a very fashionable gent, and he just knows how to put together an iconic look

if you are also a fashionable human, good for you

jk, now he loves his s/o

but to have an s/o that knows how to dress? he's obsessed

y'all would be unstoppable

power couple vibes fr

if you're not a fashionable human however

that's okay because HE is, and he'd be so happy if you were to let him help with your wardrobe

so when you two have some free time

y'all decide to go shopping together for some new clothes

when you're trying on outfits

he is your #1 hype man

pulls out every compliment in the book

when you walk out of the fitting room, mans gives you a standing ovation, cheering and clapping, he'd be a little dramatic with it too just to see you laugh

if you guys are shopping with the rest of the boys, he's definitely getting made fun of for how obssessed he is with you but he does not care

AND if you'd let him

he'd definitely help you put together an outfit

like "that top would look so good with a some white jeans, ill go find you some" or "that dress would go well with some strappy heels, lets go find a pair" yk?

on that note: this is probably dumb and cliche BUT when you're shoe shopping;

he'd definitely help you put on your shoe, especially high heels

like cinderella style

kneeling in front of you, with your foot in his lap and tying you're shoe for you.

do not let this man catch you looking at something you can't buy cause its too expensive,

he will buy it for you, no ifs, ands or buts about it

He'll also buy you things you didn't ask him to, likely without you knowing too, cause he knows you might try and put them back

pays for his and your lunch, does not wanna hear that you can pay for yourself

gives you the most lethal side eye, if you even dare to try and pay for anything

he knows you can pay for things yourself, but like; why would you even want to when he's right there to do it for you? it doesn't make sense

anyways when y'all are done for the day he'll take you home

will gladly make a stop at the convenience store if you ask him to

even if you don't ask, he's going anyways (bro needs his ramen)

carrys your ALL shopping bags inside for you

don't try to take some from him, he'll fight you

later on when you're going through your shopping haul and packing your new items away into your closet you find the beautiful necklace he caught you eyeing at the mall.

you're his princess fr.

Him <3

group: xikers

pair: seeun x fem!reader

genre: fluff, best friends to lovers, crushes

word count: 863

content: fluff 🥹🩷 (as always, yk me), a few lil swears

a/n: felt bad being so ia, so I quickly finished up this draft! Enjoy!!

Your soft sobs were suddenly caught in your throat after hearing a soft “Y/n?” being called through the door to your room. You hurriedly rubbed your sweater sleeve over your tear stained cheeks just in time for the door to crack open and Seeun to peek his head in.

“H-Hey, why’re you here?” You squeaked out, trying to sound as normal as possible. Not normal sounding enough, apparently, as the tall boy quickly rushed over to sit beside you on the bed.

“I don't think you're in a space to be asking questions…” he chuckled softly, his arm snaking around your shoulder to pull you gently against him, “...why the waterworks?” You forced out a giggle, resting a hand against your best friend's chest and looking up at his surprisingly worried expression.

“It's nothing, really…” He sighed as you dropped your head again, his hand now gently rubbing up and down your arm as a way to comfort you.

“It's okay if you don't wanna talk about it…but I'm staying right here…” His voice was so gentle, and yet it pierced so deeply into your heart that you felt the painful sting of tears in your eyes once again. His grip on your shoulder tightened as you suddenly choked back a sob.

“I-I just don't get it…” You sobbed, and he leaned forward a little to get a glimpse at your face, using his other hand to gently swipe some hair away from your forehead and behind your ear. “W-Why…”

“Why what…?” He asked, his voice laced with a genuine worry that had your heart breaking and your stomach doing somersaults simultaneously.

You responded with silence, a few seconds passing before his voice cut through, a little lower and more serious this time.

“Is this about him again?”

Him. The word you always used to refer to your crush when you were ranting to Seeun. A boy that Seeun knew all about from the way you'd fawn over him, fangirl over him, and even complain about him. Little did Seeun know that this him in question that he'd give you advice for and talk shit about sometimes…was himself.

You nodded slowly and Seeun’s grip on you tightened slightly as he clicked his tongue.

“That ass. I swear y/n, how many times does he have to make you cry like this for you to see he's not worth it?”

Your glossy, puffy, red eyes meet his and you speak up, a slight crack to your words.

“That's the problem, though…He is worth it. He's beyond worth it. He keeps reminding me why I fell for him in the first place even if he doesn't realise it…”

Your gaze was almost burning holes into his as you spoke, his deep brown eyes reflecting back at you with complicated emotions that you couldn't quite place.

“He's just…” your eyes scanned over the boy's face in front of you, his every feature showing love and care for you that made your heart race every time, “...too dense to realise my feelings for him.”

Seeun sighed, his hand rubbing up and down your arm comfortingly.

“He's stupid. The most perfect girl is right in front of him, screaming for him to notice her, and he does nothing.”

You chuckle wryly, sighing almost exhaustedly.

“...You're right…you are stupid…”

“Huh…?”

You drop your head in your hands, giggling weakly as your face heats up red.

“You're so stupid, Park Seeun…”

“W-What? Why me?” He asked confusedly. You lifted your head to look at him, a bitter-sweet smile on your face.

“You just said it yourself.”

His expression only grew more perplexed as you spoke.

“I-I said he was stupid.” He stated, thinking that you must've heard him incorrectly.

“Yup, I know. And yes…you are.”

You watched as the gears in his began to turn, his confused eyes slowly turning to those of realisation and fluster.

“O-Oh. Yeah. You're right, I am.” You couldn't help but notice the way his ears almost immediately went bright red, making your grin widen. You burst into laughter, your body leaning into his, making his other arm wrap around you and cradle you.

“I can't believe the amount of times you called yourself a dumbass without any idea…” You laughed, making him swat your arm playfully.

“Please forget everything I've ever said to you about him. Pretty please.” He leaned closer, nuzzling his forehead against your hair.

“Ha! Not a chance.” You responded, earning a chuckle from him in his deep, quiet voice right above you that reverberated through you and made your stomach twist into knots.

“When I gain super powers and learn how to erase people's memories, you'll be my first victim.”

You giggle wildly, snuggling even closer to him and earning another adoring chuckle from him. His arms tightened around you before pulling you back to sink into the mattress together, forcing another laugh from the both of you as you tangled together in a playful and shy fit of giggles. You felt like a whole weight had been lifted off your chest and you knew you'd never feel as happy as you do anywhere else bit in his arms like that.

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TAGLIST: @chocoeon @hyunukitty @cake1box @chiiyuuvv @shortnstupid @dogyunslover

Ahhhhhhhhh this was so good 😩😩

hold me tight 𓍯𓂃 𓏧 ♡

୨୧ pairings｜bestfriend! anton x reader

୨୧ wc｜3.3k

୨୧ warnings｜smut with plot，dubcon，mentions drinking，mouth fucking with fingers，spit play (kinda)，size kink，frat boy!anton，fat cock anton，unprotected sex，tongue kissing，thigh riding，praising，crying，dumbification，breeding

you didn't think much of it when anton invited you to his frats house party.

you've known anton since freshman year when you were taller than him and he had a buzz cut from a stupid dare he followed through with the day before school started back. he'd been someone you always took the role of protecting before he grew into his looks and puberty hit him mid sophomore year and suddenly he was towering over you instead. anton has always been sweet but after he joined swimming and left your social circle, slowly that facade became apart of him only you knew and thats what kept you close.

so there was no surprise when he showed up to your dorm room asking if you wanted to be his plus one to his frats yearly welcoming party.

"please the guys always ask about you!" raising up from your bed you give him a look, brows furrowed, "the guys know about me?" without thinking your best friend was nodding, "yeah I talk about you all the time." his sentence came out rushed and when he realized what he just said he stopped his pacing around your room turning to face you.

"not—" "really? what do you tell them?" you interrupted, big smile spreading your face as stumbled over his words. anton huffed, cheeks tinted a light red when he looked you in the eye. "are you coming or not?" you shrug twisting the strings dangling on your shorts with your finger. "I'll come but you better not leave me."

you should've known better than to trust anton of all people to stick beside you at a party.

the room was hotter than you expected it to be, even with the windows open to let the night air circulate, there was too many sweaty bodies pressing against each other to cool down the room. sometime in the beginning you had already lost sight of anton to some sorority girl, and unlike him, one thing you aren't interested in is sucking up to some people you know you'll never talk to again after college. the red plasic cup in your hand, your second one, is empty from your nervous sipping, leaving your head cloudy and vision blurry. and the flashing lights made everything 10x worse for your headache, not to mention how impossible it is to find anton like this.

you remember how much you hate being a lightweight while you sloppily stumble through the crowd. you pushed yourself down the hallway, hands pressed into the wall while you made your way further down to antons room. you weren't very familiar with frat parties since you decided against joining in on the weekly mixers after a one night stand you couldn't remember, but you did know your way around antons frat house. hes sneaked you in a couple times while his friends were out claiming "if they saw a pretty girl like you, they would ravage you." and you didn't fight him on it.

you're two seconds away from almost throwing yourself into anton's door when it opens, flinging you to collide against someones hard chest. "I'm soooo sorry!" you gapsed, hands reaching to feel on the person who protected your fall, "I was just about to come find you."

pausing for a moment you look up, giggling when you notice you're feeling up on anton. "there you aree! you got so big tonieee?" "you're drunk already? I barely left you alone."

If you were sober you would've recognized the worry in his voice, but all you can think about now is how sweet it is, like he uses the most gentle tone he has only for you. “Its been half an hour dummy…” you trailed off, "left me alone for that long!"

“I'm sorry angel.”

“It's okayy!"

you catch the "angel" too late. eyes fluttering up at him while you melt into his arms wrapped securely around your waist, hoping he couldn’t tell in the dark entryway how that one word made you feel so gushy.

"gonna take you inside okay?" you nod to his words. there wasn’t much space between you two at all, the tips of your feet only a few inches apart. anton sat you on his bed, running to turn on his lamp instead of the big light because you were already having trouble focusing. across from you, anton leaned back against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest. It was easy to look at him. he was so enamoring. everything about him was all consuming.

"how many drinks did you have? do you want water to sober you up?"

you shake your head no, leaning back to snuggle up in his bed. "m fine right here." anton doesn't protest, just hums before he's walking up to you and slipping in the empty space next to you. purposely laying on the edge so you can't fall if you were to drunkenly roll over. "can I hold you?" he asks, voice light and clear, "you don't need to say yes if you don't want to right now." you consider, thinking about giggling at anton and wrapping yourself up in his embrace, becoming another one of his easy girls he can cross off a list. but you also think about how you've been friends with anton this long and hes never been a bad guy. how you know for sure he wouldn't hurt you, or use and leave you. "okay but you have to hold me tight."

anton hummed in response again then his strong arms we're holding you to his chest. you feel the vibrations from him talking on your back and it's enough that it almost rocked you right to sleep. "what happened to the girl?" you asked, sudden curiosity peaking your interest. "she wanted to get high and have a quick fuck." you peaked over your shoulder when he spoke, his words lingering for a bit. you didn't know what to say to that. sorry? oh cool? you rake your head for something, anything, but anton was already clearing his throat, "I stopped smoking." "oh" "yeah"

you two didn't speak anymore after that. your head stayed drifting from the alcohol and anton just held you like this was natural for him and it probably was. he was so warm you could practically feel the heat radiating off his body making you unbelievably sticky. and maybe the alcohol was making your talk so bold, you spoke without realizing. "can I take off this dress? it's so hot tonie." you whined a little shuffling around. anton pressed his fingers deep into your hips stopping your movements, "will you chill out?" he asked between gritted teeth. "why?" you teased, quickly forgetting all about the stickiness you felt. "gonna pop a boner over this?" you said swiveling your hips making sure to directly press against his crotch more. "you're drunk yn," he hissed, "you don't know the things I'm capable of doing to you."

"what're you gonna do? take advantage of me?" anton’s eyes are dark as he listens to you, hands already working to flip you over. face to face with him now, your confidence slips. "what—what are you doing tonie?" his hands sneak up to cup your face, one of his thumbs caressing across your cheek. "shhh it'll be okay. don't you trust me?" you've never doubted anton.

the thumb caressing your cheek inches its way to your lips and instinctively your mouth drops open for him. "awww, been waiting for me?” you whine when he teases and doesn't press his thumb on your tongue like you wanted. "don't you have manners baby?" you whimper at his words. his voice is so much deeper then you were used to, sharp and assertive. "please tonieee... need your fingers please please?"

anton knows in the morning you'll be scared and confused waking up naked next to him. the thought of your wide teary eyes while you try to remember what you did last night, it turned him on. being able to have you like this was a rare opportunity and what kind of friend would he be not to take care of you when you're begging for him so much?

"you're such a good girl. the sweetest girl ever." your face lights up when anton is sweet, eyes practically sparkling when you stick out your tongue waiting for him.

anton caresses your cheek again, this time pushing his thumb to glide over your top lip knowing you would get more impatient waiting. your mouth is warm and pretty, so delicate hes afraid he'll break you when he presses his thumb on your tongue and you gag just from the touch. his heartbeat is loud in his ears as he watches you resisting the urge to wrap your lips around him. "fuck," he gasps pushing further back and your eyes get watery. "go ahead baby."

immediately you're wrapping your lips around his thumb humming in satisfaction. your tongue swirls around his finger and anton swears he can feel his dick twitching. and just to be mean, he pulls out his finger. you whine in protest, head falling forward a little to chase after him and before you can vocalize your feelings, anton's pushing his index and middle finger back past your pretty lips. he almost forgets theres still a party going on just a few doors down, indecent noises of suction blocking out the faded music in the background.

"you're so perfect," anton breathes out, starting to fuck your mouth open with his fingers. spit starts leaking at the corner of your mouth, dripping onto his wrist. you're so shameless when your mouth is full, eyes closed and hips bucking. anton can't stop himself from commenting. "all this time all i had to do to shut you up was stuff your mouth?" you're too hypnotised by the feel of his fingers going in and out of your mouth to register anything he says.

"come on baby," anton mumbles pulling out his fingers as slow as possible and still you break out into a fit of tears, breathing hard and pulling for his hand again. "wh—what! no! no no tonie please!" "shhh don't have to make this hard." he coos to try to calm you down. It works for a second but then you're crying again shuffling closer to him.

"don't be a crybaby. I promise I'm gonna take care of you, pretty." anton says, hands working down your body to grope your ass. you whine when he squeezes, teary eyes focusing up at him. "not a crybaby! you're just so—" your words get stuck in your throat when he inches your dress up, "mhm?" "so mean." you huff and he laughs, hands gripping your ass again. "always wanted to do this to you.." your thighs clench together when he says that and like he expected it, he was prying them open with this thigh replacing the space himself.

"ton.." you drag out, your hips unconsciously moving slowly on his thigh. anton was quick to catch the hint, lifting his leg up a bit more to give you more friction as you grind harder, your body moving on it’s own as you ramble incoherently. “I know baby, couldn't help yourself. just a dumb little thing huh?" you shake your head no, hands trembling when you reach up to pull his head closer to you. "kiss me please?" you glance from his lips to his eyes, hips starting to stutter when you make eye contact and he licks his lips, "please—please kiss me.." "you sure?" you nod eagerly closing your eyes.

the longer the wait the more your heart races. something about this situation makes you feel desperate and mushy. you've never wanted so bad for someone to kiss you and the fact that its anton makes things harder, you can barely think of anything besides how this feels so intimate. his hands move to brush your hair away from your face softly, a touch that usually doesn't affect you but then he starts tucking your stray hairs behind your ears and your heart is fluttering. he listlessly leans forward, gently pressing his lips onto yours with a light pressure. your heart skips a beat with the realisation that your best friend is kissing you on the lips. you forget all about your achy cunt when kissing him, his lips so soft and pillowy you feel yourself getting dumb.

everything feels like it’s spinning when anton slips his tongue into your mouth, trying to focus on syncing up but its hard when it feels so foreign and it makes you foggy thinking about him tasting the alcohol off your tongue. naturally, you let him take the pace and your mouths get more accustomed to one another and it makes you wonder what was so hard about this at first. the kiss is so slow and overwhelming, tongues twisting together while spit drips from the corner of your mouth. you don't notice when hes pushing himself over you, fingers hooking under the thin strap of your panties.

"knew you wanted this," anton laughed, hand dropping down to cup your cunt. "poor girl is leaking everywhere." you whinced at his words, your knees trying to knock together to squeeze and keep him there. "don't be mean" you can hear anton let out a breath before he's prying your legs open and giving your cunt a little tap. "don't do that anymore." your lip tuts out at his harsh tone. when he gets stern like that its a little scary and you can feel every fiber in your being aching to obey him. blinking up at him, you mumble a little “sorry” and let him touch you.

anton moves slowly, sliding his finger up to your swollen clit and circling it through your panties. there’s an intense amount of heat surging between you two. the way you’re positioned with him, his large frame caging you between the bed and his hand that pushes into you doesn’t help anything. you can feel yourself get more slick the more he puts pressure on your clit. "please.. need more ton,"

he hums, letting his fingers slip under your panties, now directly pressing on your nub. your back arches off the bed waiting for him to do more and he lets you get caught up. "tonie..” you whimper. he looks up from your cunt and hes so pretty your thighs twitch. “mhm?” "take clothes off please? so hot.." as soon as you utter the words, your eyes were trailing to the side, embarrassment settling in your chest.

"you're so smart baby." he says withdrawing his fingers. you stay still in your position, watching his every movement. anton is teasing when he lifts his shirt over his head, arms flexing so much it makes your mouth watery. you try to follow him, fumbling to pull off your dress in a rush while he's taking off his pants. you're moving slower than you thought because when you're done with your dress, anton is moving back in between your legs hands working to slip off your panties. your head is so consumed you just let him manhandle you, eyes fixating on his dick. so girthly and heavy resting on his stomach.

everything moves so fast when hes towering over you again, hand pressing over your tummy while he glides himself up and down your slit.

you always knew anton was big. you've spent so many nights with him, you were used to seeing him in a pair of grey sweats and those leave everything to the imagination. and with the way he talks extra cocky about himself, you had no doubt. but the feeling of his tip pressing to your hole is too much. forcing its way into your snug cunt, you gasp so sweetly, eyes watering while your hole clenches around him. your swollen lips drop into a pretty little "oh!" and he smiles.

“hnng— tonie s’too big! can't!" “you can do it for me, pretty.” his breath is hot against your ear. “I’ll make it fit.”you already feel so cockdrunk, struggling to keep your eyes open as he bullies his fat tip into your sloppy hole. anton's cock twitches so good inside you at the sight. "come on baby, stay with me." he huffs out, too stuck on the way your pussy is spread open so shamefully for him. you moan breathlessly at each push, pussy squelching while he splits you apart. you can't help but to try and squirm away. "ton... too much—" you whimpered, "really can't— ah! ah ah!" anton breaks you off, big arms wrapping around your hips so you can’t run from him. you squeal when he traps you and then he's pulling you down down down onto his thick cock.

“see pretty," he groans, bottoming out in one swift thrust "could take all of me. don't know what you're talking about." your head shakes no, the strech is enough to break you but anton's not stopping till he’s buried in your dripping cunt all the way to the hilt. you can't think. you don't even realize your tongue is sticking out until he pulls out and leans down to suck on it when he pushes back in, his balls smacking against your ass in the process. you're so overwhelmingly full of him, you can't kiss back. letting him suck n pull on the muscle.

drool drips delicately down your mouth at how animalistically he was treating your mouth. no longer sweet and gentle but instead gross and rough. pulling away from you, he smirks as he begins to pull out inch by inch agonizingly slow. "pussy belongs to me now." he hums, cock ramming into you.

the pace he starts up is numbing and makes you delirious. “oh! oh my— oh my god! nnng please!”you can do nothing but lay there and take it as anton edges you closer and closer to cumming. “gonna fill you up.” he whispers, voice raw and dripping with desperation. "need to make you mine. like that pretty? wanna be my girlfriend?" you nod eagerly, "already— already yours t—tonie!" that spurs him on. he increases his pace impossibly, so rough your skin is stinging where his balls smack your ass, fucked out little "ah! ah! ah!" leaving your lips each time his hips hit yours.  "fuck you're so cute,” he trails off dangerously, gaze unfocusing on the creamy white ring forming around his base to look in your eyes, “need you like this forever..”

“yes yes yes, please! forever please please!” hes fully intent on keeping you babbling for him or until you physically couldn't anymore, pulling one of your legs to hang off his shoulder so he can hit impossibly deeper. your eyes go wide when he starts hitting your womb, fingers digging into his arms. "right there! oh! tonie right there!" little yelps leave you, “feel you! feel it s’deep!”

“yeah? right here?” he purrs, tip pressing more into that mushy spot. his eyes are dark and glinting with something predatory as they greedily lock onto the way his cock fucks in and out of you. your body moves with every thrust, headboard knocking into the wall repeatedly you know people can hear it too. anton's thrusts get sloppy when hes close, body leaning over to groan into your ear. "gonna cum baby?" you wrap your arms around his torso to pull him closer, needing to feel his heart beating against yours before pressing your lips to his cheek. "cumming tonie!!"

you cum so hard your body shakes in anton's arms, not registering that he just came inside at this point, too exhausted and cock drunk that all you can feel is anton pulsing inside you. "ton.... s'much— inside so— so much.." you moan softly, words slurring together. sloppy hole quivering at the feeling of being so overfilled. “I know baby,” he whispers, voice light and sweet again. he waits patiently for you to unlatch for him so he can clean you up, not wanting to accidentally trigger you. instead of lessening your grip, you snuggle more into him.

"please just hold me tight?"

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This was so good 😍😍 omg who knew ai needed spiderman riwoo 😵‍💫

spiderwoo as your boyfriend ♡

written by blumisiu.

❀ 2.8k words. spiderman!riwoo x afab!reader. fluff and nsfw headcanons. !! 18+ mdni !! fancy a different story? જ⁀➴ the library is this way!

❀ authors note — posted two works yesterday and today i’m posting this and working on something for sungho. i’m on a roll!!! i actually love spiderman riwoo so much…literally my baby. :( btw!! i have a taglist form now so if you wanna be tagged in future works you can fill that out <3 again, there’s an nsfw section at the end, so please, MDNI! hope you enjoy my fairies ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ♡︎

౨ৎ he’s your bestie! you two were very close friends before you started dating, so being vulnerable with one another was as easy as breathing. you’d already known pretty much everything about him and vice versa. riwoo is still the first person you go to when you’re feeling upset or confused or angry, or even when there’s a problem you need help figuring out!

౨ৎ he’s very attentive <3 is the most wonderful listener because of that. will lean in towards you whenever you’re talking to him (doesn’t even realise it), and he’ll nod his head encouragingly. values your opinions and thoughts so much!

౨ৎ loves having deep conversations with you. it sounds cheesy, but it’s so true. being a superhero and having fought aliens and literally having been to space…that kinda results in observing a lot about the world and being curious about it. his favourite thing to do is talk your ear off about physics and astronomy and any new scientific discoveries (he’s definitely subscribed to a newsletter lol).

౨ৎ the day he asked you to be his, he’d bought a little notebook, and ever since then he’s written down all your favourite things in it. songs, movies, tv shows, colours, food, anything!! he’ll even write down books you mentioned you wanted to read or pretty dresses you saw while window shopping and wanted to go back for. anytime say something along the lines of “i want …. when i’m older” or “it’s my dream to…” his eyes go so wide and his fingers start itching for his pen. the first moment he gets away from you, he’s whipped out that notebook so fast and is scribbling down everything you said. he wants to be the one to make all your dreams come true <3

౨ৎ museum and planetarium dates! his absolute favourite. riwoo has probably dragged you to every museum (art, science, natural history, every kind!) and planetarium in the city at least twice. will excitedly point out any really cool things to you; his eyes sparkle sooo much, it’s the most endearing thing ever. always ends up pulling you away into whatever dim, quiet corner he can find to kiss you silly <3 

౨ৎ he still gets so nervous around you, bless him. :( when you compliment him, praise him, or are extra touchy with him he gets so flustered and starts stumbling over his words. sweats profusely and freaks out internally. he just loves you, like so so much, and it’s still unreal to him that you’re with him. reminds himself every day how incredibly lucky he is to have you. makes sure you know this! “i’m the luckiest person in the world to have you” “can’t believe i get to call you mine. i love you so much, pretty girl” <3

౨ৎ such a loving, gentle boy. he takes the best care of you. are you sick? don’t even worry about it. he’s by your side with medicine and food and your favourite things to make you feel better. feeling sad? spideywoo is there to save the day! let’s you cry in his arms and then kisses away your tears. let’s you pour your heart out to him, and you feel so comfortable doing so because you know he’ll keep it safe with him. is very emotionally intelligent and gives the best advice to you. if you’re feeling extra stagnant and upset, he will swing you to the top of his favourite building to get away from the stressful bustle of the city. sits with you in peaceful silence while you rest your head on his shoulder, admiring the skyline <3

౨ৎ he’s a meme king in my mind, a thousand percent. literally the mayor of mew york city. always saying “what the sigma” and says it in such a way that you wonder if it’s ironic or not… it’s not. sort of? absolutely asks “have you been mewing lately?” and says “skibidi toilet rizz” at least ten times a day. if you’re wearing leggings, or any tight fitting pants for that matter, be wary cause you’ll be hearing “i GYATT something in my eye” the entire day. one of his only flaws…but he’s usually never serious about it so you decide to roll with it lol. you two have a shared photo album of memes that he updates 24/7, he needs you to be in the loop!!

౨ৎ he loves listening to music whenever he’s riding the subway, and if you happen to be joining him that day, he will give you his other earbud so you can listen to music together (yes, he cleans it before. has alcohol disinfecting wipes in his backpack for this exact reason). the first time you asked what he was listening to he blushed so hard cause it was a playlist he made filled with songs that reminded him of you… you just laughed and kissed his cheek <3 before the journey starts he’ll queue up some songs and then you pick out the rest. sometimes, if you’re both in the mood, you’ll listen to a science podcast!

౨ৎ he’s a doodler in my head! and his favourite thing to doodle is…you guessed it, you! (and the stars). all his sketchbooks are filled with doodles of all different parts of you…your eyes, the way your hair fell on a certain day, your lips, your side-profile, the curves of your body, your birth marks and freckles and moles if you have them…he’s completely enamoured with you. he loves to draw on you as well. has a ton of  body-safe markers so he can doodle all over you. you’re more than willing to let him because he’s a great artist and creates the prettiest drawings! his favourite place to draw on you is your stomach and your boobs lol. draws a bunch of planets and stars and galaxies. once he’s finished, he connects all the stars to make a constellation (or a few!) <3 

౨ৎ he tells you all about his adventures as spiderman! if he’s out and about at night, he’ll swing by your place (literally) and bang on your window. it scares the shit out of you every single time. you always slide open the window as quickly as possible because he’ll already be talking and he gets so caught up in the story, if you ask him stop start over he’ll lose his flow. “you wouldn’t believe the guy i fought today!” “you should’ve seen me, y/n, i totally kicked his ass” “i should wear a go-pro on my head one day so i can record everything. you gotta see me in action” you always tell him how proud you are of him and how amazing he is <3 

౨ৎ being a hero comes with its downfalls, of course, and many days he’s so tired and every inch of his body is aching. will come to you all bloody and bruised with droopy eyelids. mumbles something like “please take care of me” and “i just need to lay down with you, please. i’m so tired” and you’re always, without fail, cleaning up the cuts on his face, giving him a warm bath, and putting him in fresh pyjamas. you take him to your bed and tuck him in all snug. you cuddle up to him real close and plant the lightest of kisses on his injured spots <3 

౨ৎ he takes you on the most romantic rooftop dates, sigh. will tell you to be ready at a certain time and sure enough, when the clock strikes, he’s at your window ready to go. let’s you wrap your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck and then he swings you up and away! when you get there, he’s usually got everything set up already. a blanket, your favourite snacks and/or take-out, fake candles (cause he’s clumsy), and his radio is playing the songs from his playlist for you. on clear nights, he brings his telescope with him so you can look at the stars together! when the sun sets and the moon is out, he loves to drag you up from your comfy spot on the blanket and make you dance with him. spins you and twirls you around and dips you like those couples do in old films and kisses you so deeply <3 

౨ৎ whenever he kisses you, his hands are always tangled in your hair. he usually has one resting on the nape of your neck and he always takes a piece of your hair and twirls it around his finger and gives it a little tug <3 he’s just cute like that, idk!

౨ৎ spideywoo is such an amazing boyfriend. :( always putting your needs first and caring for you in every way he can. you are so so important to him, if he ever lost you, he genuinely feels like part of him would die and the world would actually stop spinning. treasures you and cherishes every single moment you two have together, no matter how small. he dreams of you two growing old together and only hopes that you’ll stay with him for that long <3

nsfw part — not super detailed because i’ve never written smut before lolz. ⤶ GUYS I CANNOT BELIEVE I WROTE THIS IN THE DOC 😭 i actually started writing and then got a bit carried away. it’s definitely a bit detailed lmfao. i don’t know what got into me. still is my first time writing smut, so, it might be really bad!

౨ৎ loves making out. like. so. much. sure, he adores giving you little pecks on your forehead, and kissing the back of your hand, but for him, nothing comes close to his tongue intertwined with yours. making out before sleepy time > it’s the quiet and warmth that gets to him. he feels so content and safe and in love with you, physically has to show it. his lips are so soft and plush they fit so snugly against yours. :( he starts out by giving you a few pecks, which then turn into longer, slower kisses, and then he’s sliding his tongue into your mouth, desperately searching for yours. it gets heated really fast. it’s messy and there's a lot of saliva and your teeth sometimes clash but it’s so hot — it’s like open-mouthed, tongues out, eating each other's faces off basically. moans and whimpers into your mouth!!!! they’re so soft and sweet <3 his body is pressed so close to yours sometimes you have trouble breathing lol. bites your bottom lip the tiniest bit every few moments. pulls your hair a lot!!!! and uses one hand to hold the side your neck…. presses hot, open-mouthed kisses down your neck and spends too long sucking on your sweet spot. he loves to bite and give hickeys to your collarbone, probably his favourite place to mark you <3 gets turned on all over again when he sees them on you the next morning.

౨ৎ oh my gosh his pretty hands…yes please. he might innocently use them to trace shapes all over your skin but he has no trouble taking it further, which usually happens often. he’ll be tracing relaxing circles along your collarbone and your chest, and then suddenly, he’s dragging his fingers up neck inch by inch, then tracing the shape of your lips delicately. “open for me, love” then he’ll slip two pretty fingers in your mouth. gets so horny seeing you suck on them…makes sure to tell you so. “i get so hard when you do that, y’know?” “you look so pretty when you suck on them…wanna feel your lips around my cock next”. pulls his fingers out so painfully slow. watches the string of saliva connecting them to your lips stretch then licks it up and basically sticks his tongue down your throat lolz.

౨ৎ such a blushy, stuttering mess when you make him feel good!! :(  sit on his lap when he plays video games or when he’s trying to study and grind on him… he’s a goner. his voice goes all raspy and he pleads for you to keep going. he doesn’t even try to protest, just lets you use him to pleasure yourself. he loves seeing his sweet princess feel so good <3 sooo whiny before he cums gosh…his voice goes all high but it’s still raspy…when you suck his cock, he gets even whinier. his hands are all tangled in your hair, he’s breathing so heavy, completely drenched in sweat, his cheeks are all red, his hair is sticking to his forehead and he’s moaning out your name over and over again. “please, y/n, i wanna cum. yeah, j-j-just like that. mmm feels so good. gonna cum just for you, pretty girl” cums so quickly and hard… he gets embarrassed by it but you tell him its more than alright and give him a sweet kiss on the cheek <3 

౨ৎ is obsessed with your boobs… to the point where it's actually a problem. somehow his hands always find a way to caress them. you could be eating dinner at the table and he’ll just … grab a hold of your boob. he just loves how soft and squishy they are!! like little stressballs lol. it calms him down a lot. he is so in love with sucking on them too. doesn’t really beg you with words, but he gets a certain look in his eye and they sort of gloss over, and he’ll be pawing at your shirt and that’s how you know he wants to put his mouth on them. gets too lazy to take off your shirt most times, so he just puts his head under there and unclasps your bra (if you’re wearing one) and stays there for a while :( loves doing this before bed!!! makes him so sleepy. he takes so much pleasure in watching you get all hot and blushy when he swirls his tongue around your nipple or even drags his teeth along it…  (almost just drooled yikes)

౨ৎ MUNCH! eats you for breakfast, lunch, dinner and dessert. such a lovesick boy :( he can get really horny in public but he tries his best to contain himself, since he’s really quite shy and awkward, he doesn’t like being so bold like that (yet). so usually when he’s kissing your neck non-stop and his hands are all over your thighs… that’s when you know he needs to eat you out, like bad. so you drag him to either of your places, whichever is closest, and as soon as the door closes he’s got one hand down your panties drenching them in your slick. “so wet for me, love. i need to taste you so bad” he whispers in your ear.. kinda a freak…likes to pull his fingers out of you and make you lick them… then he licks them too and does it all over again.

౨ৎ he’s on his knees with one of your legs propped up on his shoulders in a split second, absolutely devouring you. licks up and down your folds sooo good. he knows exactly when to suck on your clit and stick his tongue inside of you, pushing it in and out languidly. he’s genuinely eaten you out in every spot at his place. his favourite is probably when you’re on the couch with your legs spread open just for him <3 and he’s on his knees using his tongue to pleasure you like his life depends on it and his hands are making little bruises on your thighs from how tight his grip his (don’t worry, he’ll put ice on them later and give you lots of cuddles and kisses as an apology <3)

౨ৎ he likes to take his time with you, too, though. will set up candles (again, the fake ones since he’s clumsy) and line your bed with rose petals and dim the lights… maybe even have some slow music playing. he’ll lay you down so gently, kiss you everywhere like it’s the last time. :( you can feel his hunger and desperation in every one of them. trails his open mouth down your stomach, his tongue licking you all the way down. stops right before your heat just to tease you. kisses and sucks on your inner thighs, he gets so turned on just thinking about the marks that’ll be there in the morning. makes out with your cunt so earnestly. like if he didn’t, he’d actually pass away. will be between your legs for at least a good hour or two, sucking on your clit and putting his tongue in you, before going harder. will put his pretty fingers (keeps any rings he’s wearing on <3) inside of you to make you feel extra good.. they stretch you out so nice. moans so much into your pussy…it’s non-stop. and the vibrations always send you over the edge. begs for you to cum in his mouth. “please, baby, cum in my mouth. need it so bad. wanna taste all of you”. when you’re screaming out his name he knows your close and makes sure to keep his mouth wide open. licks whatever dripped out of his mouth and drinks up whatever remains on you <3

౨ৎ SIT ON HIS FACE!! YEEAAAASSS!! SIT AWN ITTT!! his gorgeous nose? what do you think it’s for!! you’ll be making out with him and suddenly, your lips aren’t enough for him to taste. he needs to feel your pussy on his mouth immediately. literally rips your panties off and drags you into position and forces you down onto his face. don’t even think about your thighs suffocating him. it’s not a problem for him. he wants it. he’ll look up at you so drunk in love, eyes glittering and sparkling as you grind on his face. he’ll also have one hand gripping the curve of your waist and the other…his fingers will go between massaging one of your boobs and being in your mouth <3

— HELPPP I’M KINDA EMBARRASSED POSTING THE NSFW BIT. i don’t know if it’s written well so feedback is much, much appreciated, as are any tips! <3 reading it back over made me blush sm though like…. guys i need spiderman riwoo so bad. anyways, i hope you all enjoyed it 💘💘

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