Milk-tea-sakura - Sakura

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𝓒𝔀: 𝓕𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯, 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓼 𝓪 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓬𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴, 𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯-𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝔂

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 838

𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮: 3 𝓶𝓲𝓷 17 𝓼𝓮𝓬

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𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘕𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘉𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘋𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘉𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘯'𝘴 𝘉𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘢𝘺

Soft music playing in the background filled the room as Bangchan sat on his couch, his girlfriend Y/N snuggled up against his side. She had her head resting on his shoulder, her eyes closed as she basked in the warmth of his embrace. Bangchan's arm was wrapped around her, his hand gently running through her hair.

"I could stay like this forever," Y/N whispered, her voice laced with contentment.

Bangchan chuckled and tightened his hold on her. "Me too," he agreed. "Nothing beats having you close to me like this."

"Did you know that today is National Boyfriend Day? And today is also your birthday."

Bangchan looked down at Y/N, surprise and amusement dancing in his eyes. "Is it really?" he asked, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "I had no idea. I guess I have a lot to celebrate today, huh?"

Y/N nodded a mischievous sparkle in her eyes. "You sure do," she said, her tone teasing. "You've got me, the best girlfriend in the world, and it's your birthday. What more could you ask for?"

Bangchan laughed and ruffled her hair affectionately. "When you put it like that, I'm pretty lucky," he agreed. "But you know what could make today even better?"

"You taking today to completely relax and let the boys practice without you?"

Bangchan chuckled and rolled his eyes playfully. "Nice try," he said, giving Y/N a light pinch on her arm. "But you know I can't do that. I have to make sure the boys are practicing properly and staying on task."

"Lee Know's there, he'll make sure everyone does the dance right. You know how he is when it comes to practicing."

Bangchan thought for a moment, then relented. "You have a point," he admitted. "Lee Know can be pretty strict when it comes to practice. But even so, I still feel like I should be there to help out."

"Text Minho with what they need to practice today and have him record what they do and send it to you if you're that worried but I'm not letting you leave the house today."

Bangchan considered her words for a moment, then shrugged. "Okay, you win," he said with a smile. "I'll text Minho and let him know what I think the boys should focus on for practice today. And I promise not to leave the house."

Y/N beamed at him, triumph and joy filling her eyes. "I knew you'd see it my way," she said, snuggling closer to him.

Bangchan laughed and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in close. "You always know how to persuade me," he said, his voice warm with affection. "But you know what this means, right?"

"What does it mean?" Y/N asked, looking up at him with a coy smile.

Bangchan leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a murmur. "It means I'm all yours for the day," he said, his eyes sparkling. "You've got me all to yourself."

"Good, because we're doing a self-care day. You need it and Stay will be happy you're taking a break."

Bangchan chuckled and ran his hand through her hair. "A self-care day, huh?" he said, a hint of amusement in his voice. "I can't say I'm against the idea, especially if it means spending the whole day with you."

"And here I thought that you said you can't flirt"

Bangchan laughed, his cheeks flushing slightly. "Hey, I never said I couldn't flirt," he protested. "I just said I was bad at it. There's a difference."

"Your V-Live says differently"

Bangchan huffed but then broke into another laugh. "Okay, fine," he conceded, "Maybe I am not as terrible at flirting as I thought. But you've always been good at bringing out my flirty side."

Y/N grinned at him, pleased with herself. "Of course I am," she said, her voice full of confidence. "I know how to press all the right buttons with you."

Bangchan watched as Y/n got up and began gathering various skincare products. He couldn't help but smile as he watched her flit around the room, grabbing lotion, sheet masks, and makeup removal wipes.

"Looks like you're all set for our self-care day," he said, his voice filled with gentle humor. "You have enough skincare products there to last a month."

Y/N shot him a cheeky grin over her shoulder. "Hey, if we're doing a self-care day, we might as well do it right," she said. "And that means taking full advantage of all the beauty products and indulging ourselves. So just settle back and let me pamper you."

Bangchan chuckled and leaned back against the couch cushions, his expression a mix of amused resignation and eagerness. "As you wish," he said, a hint of a smirk playing around his lips. "I am at your mercy."

"Will you let me put a lip plumper on you then?"

“Wha- NO! I don’t want to look like a pufferfish.”

Hello!! Can I order a miso butter cookie with a vodka shot on the side with Skz bangchan? You can make it as spicy as u want:)) also love the order list, very creative!

A Closer Connection

𝓒𝔀: 𝓓𝓸𝓶! 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻, 𝓢𝓾𝓫! 𝓑𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓷, 𝓗𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓳𝓸𝓫

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 1677

𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮: 6 𝓶𝓲𝓷 3

𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘦 - "𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧"  𝘝𝘰𝘥𝘬𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 - 𝘋𝘰𝘮! 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

After seeing the stunt Bang Chan pulled with being shirtless on stage I feel like this is very appropriate. Also thank you for ordering!!

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 "You’ve never even touched yourself?" Y/n asks, her eyes widening in surprise. She had always known Bangchan to be a shy and reserved person, but this was a new revelation.

Bangchan's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he nodded, his eyes darting away from her gaze. "No, I haven't," he replied, his voice quiet.

"Ever?" Y/n continued, her curiosity piqued.

Bangchan shook his head, his blush deepening. "No, never," he repeated, his voice barely above a whisper.

Y/n's eyes widened even further at his admission. "But... why not?" she asked, feeling a mixture of surprise and concern.

Bangchan shrugged, looking down at his hands. "I don't know," he said honestly. "I just... never felt comfortable doing it, I guess."

Y/n studied his face, reading the mix of embarrassment and discomfort. She knew he wasn't just being coy or shy, there was something deeper going on here.

"Have you ever thought about it, though?" she asked softly. "Have you ever been curious?"

Bangchan glanced up at her, a trace of vulnerability in his eyes. "Yeah, sometimes," he admitted, his voice barely audible. "I've thought about it, but I don't know... I never felt brave enough to actually try."

Y/n studied his expression, her heart going out to him at that moment. She reached out and placed a hand on his arm, offering a small gesture of comfort.

"I know this is kind of out of line question but... would you like me to touch you?" Y/n asks Chan.

Bangchan's eyes widen at her question, his heart thudding in his chest. No one had ever asked him that before, and the thought of it simultaneously excited and terrified him.

He looks up at Y/n, his eyes filled with a mixture of shock, embarrassment, and intrigue. "I-I'm not sure," he stammers, his voice shaky. "I've never... no one's ever..."

Y/n understood his hesitation and gently squeezed his arm. "It's okay," she reassured him, her voice soft. "I just thought I'd offer. But we don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with."

Bangchan nods, trying to process his feelings. The idea of her touching him was both exciting and frightening, making his heart race and his stomach flutter. He looks back at her, his eyes searching hers, looking for reassurance.

Y/n held his gaze, her expression gentle and patient. "It's entirely up to you," she reiterated. "I won't force you to do anything you don't want to. If you change your mind or if you're unsure, just say so, and we'll stop immediately. Okay?"

Bangchan took a deep breath, letting her words sink in. He knew he could trust her, and that she would respect his boundaries. Still, the fear of the unknown was making his mind race. "Okay," he finally said, his voice quiet. "I... I think I want to try."

Y/n smiled, pleased that he had made a decision. "Just relax, okay?" she said, her voice soothing. "I won't do anything you're not comfortable with, and we can stop anytime you want. Just let me know if it's too much or if you want to pause."

Bangchan nodded, taking another deep breath to steady his nerves. He closed his eyes, trying to calm his racing thoughts as he mentally prepared himself for what was about to happen.

His best friend was about to help him out sexually, Bangchan felt a mixture of anticipation and nervousness as Y/n began to move her hand towards his body. She was his best friend, someone he trusted and cared for deeply, and yet the idea that she was about to touch him in this way seemed both surreal and incredibly intimate.

Her hand was soft and gentle as it made contact with his skin, moving slowly and deliberately. "You're so tense," she murmured, her voice filled with concern. "Just try to relax, okay?" Y/n says rubbing Chan's arm.

Bangchan tried to do as he was told, taking another deep breath and willing his muscles to relax. But the feeling of her hand on his skin, and the knowledge of what she was about to do to him, made it difficult to completely let go of his tension.

"Do you want to take your pants off, or should I?" Y/n asks.

Bangchan's cheeks flushed at her question, his heart rate quickening. The thought of taking off his pants in front of her was both exhilarating and nerve-wracking. 

"Y-you do it," he manages to say, his voice barely above a whisper.

Y/n nods and slowly moves to unbutton and unzip Chan's pants, "We can stop whenever." you remind.

Bangchan nods, appreciating her reminder. He was still nervous, but her reassurance helped to ease his anxieties a bit. "Okay," he manages to murmur, his breath hitching as she slowly peels off his pants.

Once his pants are off, Bangchan is left sitting there in his boxers, feeling both vulnerable and exposed. He looks up at Y/n, her eyes studying him intently.

Y/n gently puts her hand on his thigh, feeling the muscle there twitch under her touch. "You're doing so well," she praises, her voice soft. "Just remember to relax, okay? We're going at your pace."

Bangchan nodded, taking another deep breath and trying to focus on the feel of her hand on his leg. The touch was both soothing and arousing at the same time, making his heart race and his body tingle.

"I'm going to start touching through your boxers, then we can go farther," Y/n tells Chan gently.

Bangchan nods, his breath quickening in anticipation. The thought of her touching him through his boxers is both arousing and nerve-wracking. "Okay," he rasps, his voice hoarse. "I'm ready."

Y/n slowly slides her hand up Chan's thigh making its way to his crotch.

Bangchan's breath hitches as he feels her hand on his inner thigh. The journey to his crotch feels like an eternity, his muscles tense and coiled, waiting for her touch. He tries to hold back the moan that rises in his throat but can’t help but let out a soft moan.

The sound of his moan makes Y/n smile, satisfied at the effect she has on Chan. Moving closer, she finally starts to rub his cock with her palm.

Bangchan's eyes flutter shut at the sensation, his body arching slightly in response to her touch. "Oh god," he whispers, his hands clenching in pleasure.

"Does it feel good?" Y/n asks, already knowing the answer.

Bangchan nods, the words catching in his throat. "Yes," he finally manages to say, his voice strained. "It... it feels so good."

"Do you wanna take it further?"

Bangchan hesitates for just a moment before nodding. Despite his nerves, his body is responding to Y/n's touch, and he can't deny that he wants more. "Yes," he whispers, his voice filled with raw desire.

Bangchan's heart races as she peels his boxers off, exposing himself completely to her gaze. He feels vulnerable like this, but the anticipation and need for her touch outweigh any other emotions. He lifts his hips, helping her remove the last bit of clothing on his lower half.

“You have so much precum” Y/n teases Chan playfully. “Are you ready to continue?”

Bangchan's cheeks flush at her comment, his breath hitching. The way she teased him made him feel both embarrassed and aroused. "Y-yeah," he manages to stammer, his voice betraying his eagerness. "I'm ready."

You spit on your hand and bring it back down to his cock slowly stroking it, using the precum to help your hand glide easier.

Bangchan moans at the touch of her hand, his head lolling to the side in pleasure. “You’re going to need to communicate with me on what you want and need.” Y/n reminds.

Bangchan nods, his brain foggy with desire and pleasure. "I... I want more," he says, his voice raspy with need. "Please, Y/n, keep going."

You keep moving your hand around him, while he gives small thrusts into your hand.

Bangchan's breathing becomes ragged, and he sounds a mix of moans and sighs. The pleasure builds and builds, his body aching for release. "Please," he begs.

“Please what?” You ask.

Bangchan's cheeks flush at the question, his words faltering. He's never had to verbalize what he needed before, and it feels both vulnerable and powerful at the same time. "Please," he repeats, his voice barely above a murmur. "I... I need more. I need... I need to cum.” 

“Yeah?” You tease. “Then cum for me.”

Bangchan's body tenses at her words, the demand sending a shiver down his spine. It's both exhilarating and overwhelming, the knowledge that she has this power over him. He looks up at her, his eyes filled with need and helplessness. "Please," he repeats, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Let go for me Chan," Y/n says firmly.

The sound of her firmness makes him shiver, the command stirring something deep within him. He looks up at her, his eyes wide and eager, his body tensing as he finally cums. His whole body shook with pleasure. Once he finally calms down he looks at you with heavy breathing.

You smile as you watch him come down from his high, his body still shuddering with pleasure. He looks at you with heavy breathing, his eyes wide and full of awe and gratitude. "That was..." he tries to say, but the words fail him.

"Amazing," you supply, your tone filled with satisfaction. You reach out and run your fingers through his hair, a gentle gesture of affection.

Bangchan nods, his body weak and trembling. He leans into your touch, still breathless and reeling from the intensity of his orgasm. "Yeah," he finally manages to say, his voice gravelly. "Amazing is definitely one word for it."

You chuckle, enjoying the aftermath of his pleasure. You can tell he's exhausted, his body spent and boneless. "You did so well," you praise, continuing to run your fingers through his hair.

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𝓒𝔀: 𝓟𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓯𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 584

𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮: 2 𝓶𝓲𝓷 16 𝓼𝓮𝓬

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Seungmin's birthday was coming up, and his girlfriend Y/N had been planning the perfect surprise for him. She had made arrangements for dinner, a movie, and a birthday cake, and she could barely contain her excitement. But before the big day, Y/N wanted to do something special for Seungmin.

She decided to make him a scrapbook filled with pictures of them together, handwritten notes, and little tokens that reminded her of the memories they had shared. She spent hours putting it together, carefully choosing every photo and writing memories on every page.

Seungmin's birthday finally arrived, and Y/N could hardly contain her excitement. She met him after his schedule, and they headed out to dinner at a restaurant they both loved. As they sat there and ate, Y/N kept the surprise to herself, knowing that she had something even better prepared for later.

After dinner, they headed home, and Y/N told Seungmin she had a surprise for him. He looked curious, and she led him to the living room, where she had set up blankets and pillows all around the couch.

She had prepared one of his favorite movies and had a big box of his favorite snacks ready. As they snuggled up under the blankets together, Y/N handed Seungmin the scrapbook she had made for him.

His eyes lit up with surprise and joy as he opened the scrapbook, and Y/N explained that it was filled with memories of their time together. He looked through the pages, his heart swelling with emotion as he read the notes and looked at the pictures.

As the movie played, they cuddled together under the blankets. Seungmin would occasionally tear up as he flipped through the scrapbook, touched beyond words by the thought and effort Y/N had put into his gift.

As the night went on, they continued to talk and laugh together, snuggled up under the blankets and enjoying each other's company. Y/N couldn't help but smile every time Seungmin looked at her, knowing that her surprise had made his birthday extra special.

Eventually, they finished the movie and the last page of the scrapbook. Seungmin closed the book and turned to Y/N, a soft smile on his face. He pulled her close and hugged her tightly, feeling a wave of gratitude and love for his girlfriend.

He whispered in her ear, "Thank you so much. This was the best surprise I could have ever asked for. I love you so much."

"I heard Chan got you a new phone"

Seungmin nodded a small smile on his face. "Yeah, he did. He knew I had been wanting a new phone for a while so he decided to get me one for my birthday."

Y/N smirked a little. "That's nice of him," she said, leaning her head on Seungmin's shoulder. "But the scrapbook better be your favorite present, right?"

Seungmin chuckled and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close. "Of course it is," he assured her. "Nothing could come close to it, especially since it's from the person I love the most."

“And as Felix said a couple of years ago, Channie’s balling”

Seungmin laughed, remembering the day Felix had said that. "Yeah, he's definitely got a lot of money." He paused for a moment and then added with a smirk, "But he definitely doesn't have a girlfriend as great as I do. So I think I'm the real winner here."

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𝘚𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺

You are so very welcome! I'm glad you enjoyed it!!

Ayo! I've been stalking your page for a while and I absolutely love your moodboards, especially Jongho's 🤣 could I please order a latte with an espresso shot? Oh and I'd also like a Belgian waffle. Please make it sweet! The members I choose are Mingi & Jongho from Ateez 🫶🏽

Between Two Hearts

𝓒𝔀: 𝓕𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯, 𝓑𝓯! 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓲 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓑𝓯! 𝓙𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝓸, 𝓟𝓸𝓵𝔂 𝓻𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓹, 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 980

𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮: 3 𝓶𝓲𝓷 52 𝓼𝓮𝓬

𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘭𝘦 - "𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘐 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶."

𝘌𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰 - 𝘉𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱

𝘓𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦 - 𝘚𝘶𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺! 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳

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The apartment was dimly lit, the soft glow of the overhead lamp casting a warm and comforting light over the room. The sound of rain tapped lightly against the window, providing a soothing background noise for the intimate scene unfolding inside.

Jongho and Mingi sat on the sofa, their bodies close together as they whispered and laughed softly. Y/n was snuggled up between them, feeling loved and cared for by her two boyfriends.

Mingi wrapped his arm around Y/n's waist, pulling her closer and nuzzling his head into her neck.

He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of her hair and skin. "I've been waiting for this moment all day," he murmured, his voice low and tender.

Jongho smiled, his hand caressing Y/n's thigh. "Me too," he agreed. "There's something about holding you close like this that just makes everything feel right."

Y/n felt a warm rush of affection at their words, feeling surrounded and enveloped by their love. She leaned her head against Mingi's chest, relishing the feeling of his strong arm around her.

"I feel so safe and loved when I'm with you both," she murmured. "I feel like I can just let go and be myself, and you'll accept me no matter what."

Jongho leaned in and planted a soft kiss on her forehead, his lips lingering for a moment. "Of course we accept you," he said. "We love you for who you are, flaws and all."

Mingi nuzzled her neck a little more, his hands starting to wander idly along her body. "And trust me," he said, his voice lower. "There's nothing more beautiful to us than seeing you relaxed and at ease like this."

Y/n smiled sleepily, feeling their love and affection wash over her like a warm blanket. "Can we just stay like this forever?" She asked, her voice drowsy.

Jongho chuckled softly, his hand still caressing her thigh. "As much as I'd love that, I think we'd probably get hungry eventually," he teased.

Mingi nuzzled her neck again, nuzzling his nose into the soft skin there. "But we can stay like this for a little while longer," he murmured. "I just want to hold you close for a bit longer."

Jongho took Y/n's chin gently in his hand and turned her face towards his, looking deep into her eyes. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to do this," he whispered.

Mingi chuckled and agreed, "Me too. I've been wanting to kiss you since the moment I first saw you."

Y/n smiled at their words, feeling a warm thrill of anticipation run through her. "So what are you waiting for?" She asked coyly, her lips curving into a sly smile.

Both Jongho and Mingi leaned in closer, their faces inches away from hers. "You know, we can't both kiss you at the same time," Jongho teased.

Mingi added, "But we're going to take turns, and I call first."

With that, Mingi tilted Y/n's head towards him and captured her lips in a gentle, but insistent kiss. Jongho watched with unabashed desire in his eyes, taking in the sight of his girlfriend and his boyfriend kissing.

Mingi's hands roamed over her body as he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth with a mix of tender and hungry intensity. Jongho's hand on her thigh tightened, his fingers digging into her flesh as he fought the urge to push Mingi aside and claim her for himself.

After a moment, Mingi pulled away, his eyes burning with desire. He turned Y/n's face towards Jongho, who wasted no time in capturing her lips with his own. His kiss was different than Mingi's, softer and more deliberate, but no less passionate.

His hands cradled her face as he kissed her deeply, his tongue slipping into her mouth to taste and explore. He took his time, savoring the sweetness of her lips and the heat that was building between them.

When they finally pulled away from each other, Y/n was breathing heavily, her cheeks flushed and her eyes sparkling with desire. Both Jongho and Mingi were panting as well, their eyes darkened with lust and admiration.

Jongho gently brushed a strand of hair away from her face, his touch tender and loving. "You're so beautiful," he whispered.

Mingi nodded in agreement, still caressing her body with his hand. "I don't know what we did to deserve you," he murmured.

Y/n felt a warmth spread through her chest at their words, feeling loved and cherished by her two boyfriends. "I feel the same way about you both," she said softly, her voice overflowing with emotion.

Jongho and Mingi both smiled at her response, their eyes lighting up with joy. They were silent for a moment, just taking in the sight of her, so beautiful and vulnerable in their arms.

"Are you getting tired yet?" Mingi asked softly, his hand stroking her hair.

Y/n shook her head, snuggling closer to them both. "No, I don't want to move," she said. "I'm too comfortable here between you two."

Jongho chuckled and pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her and holding her tight against him. "We don't have to move," he assured her. "We can stay like this for as long as you want."

Mingi nodded in agreement, nestling his head into the crook of her neck. "We just want you to feel happy and loved," he murmured.

Y/n's heart swelled with affection at their words, feeling cared for and valued. "Thank you," she whispered, closing her eyes and resting her head against Jongho's chest.

The three of them stayed like that, entwined together on the sofa, just enjoying the feeling of being close to each other. The rain continued to tap against the window, providing a soft and soothing background noise to their intimate moment.

Of course Hyunjin goes live while I'm in my class... I hate it here.

Hello,

May I have a Peanut butter bar with Omija Tea on the side with BTS V.

Thank you!

Claiming What’s Mine

𝓒𝔀: 𝓢𝓶𝓾𝓽, 𝓫𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓴, 𝓓𝓸𝓶! 𝓣𝓪𝓮𝓱𝔂𝓾𝓷𝓰, 𝓢𝓾𝓫! 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 1575

𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮: 6 𝓶𝓲𝓷 12 𝓼𝓮𝓬

𝘗𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘳 - "𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘵." 𝘖𝘮𝘪𝘫𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘢 - 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘯g

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The bedroom was dark, the only light coming from the moon seeping through the curtains. V and Y/n were tangled together, their limbs intertwined and their bodies pressed as close as possible. V's hands roamed over her soft skin, caressing every curve, every contour.

"You're so perfect," he murmured against her throat, his lips trailing soft kisses down to her collarbone. "I can't get enough of you."

Y/n let out a soft moan, her breath catching in her throat. "And you're insatiable," she teased, arching her back slightly as he continued his ministrations. "What am I going to do with you?"

V chuckled, his mouth ghosting over her breast. "You know you love it," he said, his voice low and seductive. "You love the fact that I can't keep my hands off you, that I want you all the time."

Y/n shivered, her body responding to every word he said. "You have a one-track mind, you know that?" she teased, trying to sound unimpressed but failing. Her fingers tangled in his hair as he continued his assault on her skin.

“You love it," he repeated, his hands roaming lower until they reached the curves of her hips. He pulled her closer, his body pressing against hers more firmly. "And you know what else I want?" he asked, his eyes meeting hers in the darkness.

Y/n's heart pounded against her chest, her body responding to his every movement. "What do you want?" she asked, her voice breathless.

V's lips curved into a wicked smile. "I want you pregnant," he said bluntly, his hands squeezing her hips. "I want to see you swollen with my child, carrying my baby inside you."

Y/n's breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening. She wasn't expecting that answer, but the bluntness of his words sent a thrill through her. "You... you want that?"

V nodded, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her hip. "More than anything," he said, his voice low and intense. "I want to see you carrying my child, experiencing the miracle of life that we created together. I want to watch you grow and change, knowing it's because of me."

Y/n felt a rush of emotions, her mind spinning with the implications of his words. She was simultaneously surprised, excited, and a bit overwhelmed. "But... I mean, we're not even married yet," she pointed out, a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

“Not yet, but we will be in a couple of months.” V playfully reminds Y/n while slowly grinding his hips into Y/n.

"Yeah, I know," Y/n mumbles in response, her breath catching as V continues to grind against her. She tries to focus on the conversation, but his body against hers is distracting. "But... getting pregnant, it's a huge step. Are you sure you're ready for that?"

“Listen, I’m ready for it but if you’re not then we can wait. But if you are ready then the only way this is ending is you getting pregnant.” V yells Y/n as he gives a bit of a harsher thrust against your clothed core.

Y/n's heart races as V grinds harder against her, the sensation making her mind go cloudy with desire. She tries to form coherent thoughts, but the feel of him against her makes her struggle to concentrate.

"I... I don't want to wait," she admits, her voice shaky. "I want that too, V. I want to have your baby."

V's eyes darken, his hold on her hips tightening at her words. "Yeah?" he murmurs, his lips curling into a smile. "You want to have my baby, is that right?"

Y/n nods, a mixture of excitement and nervousness coursing through her veins. "Yes," she confirms, her voice a mere whisper. "I want to have your child, V. I want us to start a family together."

V feels a wave of possessiveness washes over him, the primal instincts within him awakening. He rolls on top of her, trapping her body with his. He grinds his hips down against her, his voice a low rumble when he speaks.

"Then it’s settled," he says, his eyes locking onto hers. "The only way this is ending is with you pregnant."

V starts to undress you. First pulling your shirt off, playing with your breasts over your bra before finally deciding to take the bra off. Then it’s your pants, he unbuttons them and quickly pulls your pants down.

Once the pants are finally off he kisses his way back up your thigh, switching between legs.

As V undresses her, Y/n's heart races, her body responding to his touch. Her skin feels electric as his lips trail up her thigh, and she shivers as his fingers brush against her stomach.

She watches him, her eyes darkened with lust, as he kisses his way up her body. Her hands tangle in his hair, pulling him closer, wanting more of him.

Once V gets to her core he places a kiss on your clothed core before taking your panties off.

Y/n's breath hitches as V kisses her through her panties, the touch sending a shiver down her spine. She lifts her hips slightly, making it easier for him to remove her panties. Once she's finally bare, she looks up at him, her eyes filled with desire. "V," she whispers, her voice filled with need. "Please, I need you. I need you now."

V looks down at her, his gaze burning with a mix of lust and tenderness. "You have me," he says, his voice rough with desire. "You have all of me, always."

He lowers himself onto her, his body pressed against hers, the heat between them palpable. "And I'm going to do everything I can to give you what you need," he murmurs, his lips trailing down her neck.

His hands wander over her body, touching, caressing, and exploring every inch of her. He trails his fingers down her sides, tracing the curve of her waist, before moving back up to her chest. His lips follow the same path as his hands, leaving a trail of kisses in their wake.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers against her skin. “So goddamn beautiful.”

V moved back up to kiss you, and as he kissed you he started to prep you. He slowly entered a finger into you moving it back and forth until he felt like you could take a second finger. Once the second finger was added he started moving his fingers faster inside you.

Y/n gasps as V's fingers enter her, her breath catching in her throat. She kisses him back passionately, her body trembling with every movement of his fingers. She moans against his mouth, her hips moving instinctively, seeking more pleasure.

Holding her hips down, V slows his movements with his fingers before pulling them out of her. He leans back to unbutton his pants, pulling them off before climbing back on top of you.

“Are you ready?” V asks Y/n

Y/n's heart pounds in her chest, her body aching for him. "Yes," she whispers, her voice husky with desire. "I'm ready. I want you, V. I want you so badly."

With the confirmation V slowly starts to push himself into you. "You're so wet," he murmurs, his breath hot against your ear. "So perfect, just for me.”

Y/n moans and wraps her hands around V’s shoulder, pulling him even closer to her.

V moans in response, the feeling of her against him driving him wild. He starts to move his hips, a slow, steady rhythm that has them both panting with need.

"You feel so good," he murmurs, burying his face in her neck. "So good, I don't think I'll ever be able to get enough of you."

Y/n holds onto him tightly, her limbs wrapping around him, pulling him closer as they move together. She kisses his shoulder, his neck, anywhere she can reach, her body arching against his. "V," she whispers, her voice filled with need. "Don't ever stop."

V's breath catches at her words, the sound of her voice making his heart race. He increases his pace, his movements becoming more urgent, more erratic.

"I won't," he promises, his voice guttural. "I won't stop until I've made you mine until you're carrying my child. I want you, all of you, always."

“Cum, cum for me Y/n. Please cum.” V says straining his voice. As he speeds up his thrusts he reaches down and starts rubbing your clit in a fast circular motion.

Y/n’s body tenses at the onslaught of sensations as she grips V’s biceps. V's arms flex under her hands and the feeling of her nails digging into his arms sends him over the edge.

He thrusts a few more times before stilling inside of you. After he stills inside you you finally cum around him moaning into his kiss.

“I can’t wait till you’re pregnant with my child,” V says after catching his breath.

Y/n's body trembles in the aftermath, her breath coming in harsh gasps. "Me neither," she whispers, holding V close. "I want to carry your child, V. I want us to start a family together."

V kisses her again, his lips hungry and possessive. "I'll make sure you get your wish," he promises, his voice filled with determination. "Because I won't rest until you're carrying my baby."