Toxic Bsf!sunghoon. WALK WITH ME HERE !! (minors Dni, Cw Oral (m!receiving, F!implied)

toxic bsf!sunghoon. WALK WITH ME HERE !! (minors dni, cw oral (m!receiving, f!implied)

"girl... you serious right now?" sunghoon groans, his tone sassy as his body leans back casually, his arms prop behind his head while he gives you a pointed stare.

you narrow your eyes at him, your arms folded across your chest in a defensive manner. "i am. are you serious right now?" you direct his question back at him, a deep scowl taking over your face, but sunghoon just grins at you.

"i am as well. i don't see why you need to entertain those boys," he shrugs nonchalantly, his fangs peeking out from his upper lip as his smirk stretches, watching your face churn.

you scoff, "you're actually the worst. you're scaring all of them off, how am i ever supposed to get a boyfriend?" you complain in a whine, your brows knitted together in frustration from the lack of love in your life.

sunghoon cocks an eyebrow, his head tilted to the side as his smirk remains plastered on his face. "oh? if that's the case, then i can be your boyfriend." he retorts quickly, as if it was the most simple solution in the entire universe. well, to him it was.

your eyes widen, caught off-guard by his words. "uh... no," you quickly shoot him down, your scowl only deepening further but sunghoon isn't at all wavering as his expression remains the same.

"no? you sure?" he taunts, now leaning forward, his elbows propped up on his knees as he gazes at you. "we can play pretend, like when we were little y'know. you can practice on me so that you're prepared for the real thing," he pauses before a snicker leaves his lips, "well, that is, if you ever actually get a boyfriend." he adds on tauntingly, as if challenging you.

and he's got you, hook, line, and sinker.

"i'm kinda upset," sunghoon muses as your lips wrap around his cock, your tongue gliding along his prominent veins that causes him to hiss and throw his head back. "thought you would suck at this. who taught you before i could, hm?" he ponders, his tone is mockingly sweet with a hint of disappointment.

as you take him in deeper, a guttural moan escapes his lips. it serves to motivate you more, your tongue running down the underside of his twitching cock. you shake your head, your lips still wrapped around his cock as you hum in reply.

"fuck-, doesn't matter though, right?" he continues to ramble, asking rhetorical questions that you can't even answer due to your mouth being occupied. "'cause mine is bigger than other cocks you've sucked before, huh?"

you can only moan and hum in response to him, his grip on your hair keeping your mouth on him. he's not forceful with you, but he's making sure you don't pull off too far. he lets out a breathy chuckle at your expression, your brows knitted together and your mouth open with his heavy cock inside it. he could really get used to this, he'll have to 'play pretend' with you more.

an unexpected gasp escapes him as your tongue swipes at his sensitive tip, licking at the precum. "oh, fuck..." he moans, his eyes screwed shut as he enjoys the warmth and wetness of your mouth around him, your tongue working more expertly than he had expected.

"you'll let me cum on your face, right?" he moans out, his free arm now thrown over his forehead as you continue to suck him off. "a good friend would let their best friend cum all over their pretty face..." he muses, his voice now becoming breathless and airy.

with how his cock is twitching and pulsating wildly in your mouth, you can tell he's inching close to cumming. you nod your head, your throat swallowing around his cock that causes him to almost let out a whine. he barely catches your nod but he doesn't care- you won't stay mad at him for too long, right? he's your best friend after all...

sunghoon's grip on your hair tightens, quickly pulling you off of him as his other hand comes down to stroke his cock, your saliva and drool providing lewd squelches to fill up the room. his hips shift, bucking and twitching up as his moans and gasps reach your ears.

he keeps your head positioned right underneath his cock as he continues to stroke it. with a particular harsh stroke, he groans into the air, his cum painting your cheeks and lower chin white, some landing onto your shirt messily.

as sunghoon catches his breath, his chest heaving up and down, he eyes you, clearly enjoying the sight of you defiled in his cum. "so can i pretend to eat you out now or...?"

extremely oblivious 😆

OBVIOUSLY.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

you nod, "okay,"

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

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

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

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

or at least he thinks he does.

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

"do you like me?"

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

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

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

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

"seriously?"

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

"i thought you were just playing around,"

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

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

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

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

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

"jake."

he blinks, "what?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

sneakylink hyuck 🤭 ♡ reblogging from my shadow-reader days ♡

[12:02 am] badboy!hyuck was the trouble maker at school. he never did his school work, never listened to the teachers and always showed up to class either high or hungover. really the complete opposite of you: the quiet, smart girl that always had to get good grades; the girl that avoided trouble at any cost. 

so now, with hyuck’s fingers slipping into your wetness, you weren’t sure if you were really avoiding trouble at all. it didn’t feel like trouble with the way his breath fanned your face and his fingers massaged your g spot. 

he turned his head to look down at where his fingers disappeared in your panties, chuckling to himselff when he saw the pretty, pink bow. “cute panties, princess.” 

you felt your cheeks become even more red at his teasing, “shu- shut up.” you managed to respond, a shy smile on your lips. his fingers suddnely pushed in harder, pressing right against your g spot, wiping the smile right off your lips as you threw your head back against your pillow. “fuck.”

“ah, i didn’t know the good girl could swear.” he whispered to you, an eyebrow quirked up. he felt your legs shiver against his hand as he sped up his movements, making him bite his lip at your cute reactions. 

something about him being the first person to ever touch you, to ever make you feel like this, sent shivers down his own back. he knew every boy at school wanted a taste of you, so he couldn’t help but feel cocky as small moans left your mouth, your hand gripping his own. 

“shhh, you havet to be quiet princess, you don’t want your parents to hear you right?” he whispered to you, a smrik on his face as you nodded your response. “imagine how your parents would react if they saw their good little daughter right now, legs spread for me like a slut.” you bucked your hips up at his words, your eyes closing shut. “are you going to cum for me?” he asked, his mouth coming closer to your neck to press soft kisses to your sweet spot. 

“y-yes, so close.” you whispered back to him, the pleasure getting to be too much. 

“yeah? gonna cum all over my fingers like the good girl you are?” he teased, his tongue dragging over the spots he kissed on your neck. 

“ah, d-donghyuck!” you moaned softly, your legs starting to tremble as your body tensed from your orgasm taking over you. “fuck.”

“that’s it, you’re okay.” he kissed your forehead as he removed his fingers from you, wiping your escence on your blanket. 

after a moment of you trying to calm down from your climax, hyuck stood up off of your bed and headed back towards your window, the way he came in. “i’ll see you tomorrow at school, princess.” he whispered, a soft smirk on his lips. 

y-yeah okay.” you nodded, pulling your pyjama shorts back up as he turned to bend through your window. “wait donghyuck!” you stopped him. 

he turned his head to look at you, “yeah?”

“could you um, not tell anyone? about this? about what happened tonight?”

his smirk grew wider as he responded, “of course. we wouldn’t want the good girls reputation to be ruined, now would we?” you shyly smiled at his response, turking your knees up under your chin as he finally slipped out of your room, closing the window behind him. his scent still lingering around you.

smooth, very smooth

7:13PMㅤ✶ㅤ lee heeseung x femreader

you hate scary movies, loathe them even. hyeju, on the other hand, was obssessed them. so obsessed that she practically dragged you out of the comfort of your shared apartment to the movie theatre because they were going to be having a 'horror movie night'.

why she was so obsessed and why anyone would willingly go to an event like that? you have zero clue.

you couldn't see at all what made horror movies so great that they’re the only genre currently being massed produced within the entertainment realm. surely it wasn’t because the gross amount of gore, the heartstopping jumpscares, or insane— unrealistic storylines.

maybe they just found the actors attractive.

that’s what you chose to focus on, at least. the protaganist is a fairly decent looking guy, almost enough to distract you from the creepy ambience that was making you feel like you were about to throw up from anxiety.

keyword: almost, because as soon as the music spikes and something pops up on screen— you don’t look long enough to see, your eyes immediately squeezing shut— your hand shoots out to grab onto something.

you inhale deeply, trying to steady your breath, hand gripping onto hyeju's. as your heart rate returns to it's normal rate, you loosen your hold on . . . hyeju’s hand?

um . . . no.

what you’re holding does not feel hyeju’s hand whatsoever. hers is much smaller and definitely not as rough as whoever's hand that you’re currently holding is.

you open your eyes and glance to your right, where hyeju is definitely not sitting. instead a guy is there— a very attractive guy, at that— looking down at your hand in his.

eyes widening, you quickly pull away and let out a mumbled apology.

you can't help but internally groan and sink down in your seat, imagining yourself falling into a hole six feet deep. you can’t believe you just embarrassed yourself in front of someone who looked like they could be an idol. first you’re forced to watch an awful movie and now this?

you are not having a good day and you swear it’s going to get worse when you hear him let out a quiet laugh.

he’s for sure laughing at you and he’s going to make fun of you with his friends after the movie is over and you are never ever going to be able to step outside again. at least some good will come out of this— hyeju will never be able to force you out to another event like this one.

except it doesn’t get worse.

instead, he leans closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, “if you want you can hold my hand again whenever you get scared. i don’t mind,”

you blink, opening and closing your mouth as you try to think of a reply. however, before you can think of something that’s not along the lines of ‘let’s get married’ (you're a weak woman, what can you say?), something else jumps out onto the screen, surprising you for the second time.

unconsciously, you take him up on his offer, your hand finding his once more. to which he responds by lacing your fingers together, giving your hand a gentle squeeze.

"my name's heeseung, by the way," you can feel his smile as he whispers, "figured you should know my name if you wanna keep holding hands,"

sinking down even further into your seat, you feel your face heating up to a degree that could probably rival the sun's.

note. hi i found this in my drafts and since i have rlly bad writers block here u go!!!! srry for the lazy layout LOL im planning on remaking my current one but i cant be bothered to rn oops

BEST GUY FRIEND TEXTS W/ JAKE

pt. 2

genre: best guy friend!jake x yn (femreader), platonic but not so platonic besties, university students, crack

warnings: cursing, ignore read receipts, one typo on slide 8, the word dick, mentions of "getting around", jake is hella friendzoned 😕 (so is yn tho so its okay)

MESSAGE FROM NIC: here's some jake texts to make up for me not updating my smau 😹 hope yall enjoyed, this one was rlly fun to make, i fr couldve added more slides... maybe pt. 2??? also feedback and reblogs are always appreciated, ily all smmm 🫶🏼

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kisses straight to the situationville 🤭💋

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୨୧ synopsis: best friend becomes your fake boyfriend pairing: bsf! lee heeseung x bsf! reader warnings: fake dating, kisses sav notes: just a thought of mine >0< DOLLHOUSE….

thinking about best friend! heeseung who becomes your fake boyfriend just to make your ex jealous at a party you both were invited to. you run to heeseung with this little problem of yours and without any arguing, he agrees.

heeseung understands how badly you want to make your ex jealous, especially after you found out your ex has a new girlfriend, one who shared quite similar traits as you. the goal of the night was pretty easy, make your ex realize you’re happy and better off without him.

it did take a while for you and heeseung to get used to his way of pretending to be your boyfriend. his lips on yours felt strange and being wrapped in his embrace was a bit odd, but after a few attempts it did feel like heeseung was truly yours.

at the party, you caught a glimpse of your ex boyfriend and his current girlfriend all up on eachother. that’s when heeseung wasted no opportunity putting his arm around you and kissing your face. surely, your ex’s attention went from his girlfriend to you in seconds.

throughout the night, heeseung’s arms around your waist never left; not even for a split second. his lips always found its way to yours, leaving your ex more and more angry. there was one specific move that made your ex storm out of room, when heeseung kissed your neck so delicately. heeseung smirked as he realized your ex was no longer present in the room, keeping up his flirtatious acts all night.