Omfggggg This Is So Insanely Good

omfggggg this is so insanely good

devoted to you

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paring: bang chan × fem!reader

genre: smut

word count: 650 words / drabble!

content warning: smut, explicit sexual content, established relationship, sub!chan, pussy slapping, chan is actually a softie

a/c: this is an inside joke between me and my lovely @straykeedz. Iseul would love this ♡

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"Wanna be good for me, Channie?"

Chan is staring at you. Fondly, as usual. His eyes are a little watery, his gaze unsteady, fighting against the urge to look at your face and his need to please you. But it's hard, it's so hard, and he is fidgeting.

"Uh... I do, I- God, yes, I want to, but..."

"But what? Afraid to hurt me?"

You keep your eyes locked to his lips, chopped and trembling above you. You are naked in your bed. Your legs are parted and your lower half is lifted up by a pillow placed under your butt.

Chan gulps, his Adam's apple bobs, and you smile.

"I've never done this." he mutters, his voice does nothing to hide his nervousness.

He takes a look at your pussy, spread open for him by your own fingers, clit glistening with slick and puffy folds looking swollen and stretched even if he didn't do anything yet. The thought of him obeying to your order is enough.

"But I asked you to, didn't I. You would never disappoint me, right? You would never, because you are a good boy."

Chan gulps again. You raise your head to face him and to circle his neck with your hand, squeezing a little and bringing your lips to his ear. You suck his lobe into your mouth and he lets out a sweet moan.

"I am a good boy." he whispers, lowering his hand to your core with uncertainty. He cups your cunt with his callous palm and his warmth makes you dizzy with arousal.

"And what did I ask?" you puff on his neck, licking a fat portion of his skin and nibbling at it. He tastes salty and woody, and you start to get restless under him.

"To... slap you."

"To slap me where, Channie?".

His hand slides lightly on you, and his wrist brushes against your clit. You can hear the slick sound of his fingers getting soaked with your liquids, and his metal bracelets tingling above your mound.

"To slap your, uhm... to slap your pussy."

You clench around nothing at his words because God, he is so sweet, so innocent, so good for you. He did nothing in his life to remotely hurt you. And that's why you asked him, you want to know the extent of his devotion to you.

But you already know he would anything to you, to please you. He is yours, yours only.

"Slap it then, baby."

Chan sighs and he nuzzles his head into the crook of your neck, breathing sweetly on you while you feel the pressure of his hand leaving your pussy for a second. A thin string of slick is still connecting his fingers to your folds and your clit throbs in anticipation.

"I l-... I love you." he murmurs, kissing your shoulder, and he brings his hand down.

The slap is not hard, at all. The sound reverberates in the room because of how wet you are. The smack is humid and hot and, as his palm hits you, the tip of his index slightly penetrates your hole. You keen.

"Did I hurt-"

"Again."

The second one is harder, filthier, wetter. A gush of slick slips out of you and it makes his hand slide. You hiccup when the palm presses deliciously on your clit, and you just know that you can cum just from the sound of his fingers slapping your sopping cunt.

"Baby... love, is this okay?". Chan leaves a soft kiss on your cheek, and the contrast of what he is saying and what he is doing brings you almost to the edge.

"Harder." You order. His hand is now caressing your lips, spreading the insane amount of arousal down to your thighs.

"Are you sure?"

"Slap me till I cum. Good boy."

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JESUS.

I'll just leave these here...

ilovehimsmsmsmsmsmsmsmm

downpour

synopsis: your boyfriend picks you up after your class

pairings: non-idol, boyfriend! intak x g.n. reader

genre: fluff

word count: 1.4k

a/n: intak 🥹 our favorite golden retriever. also, not proof read as of yet, too tired lmao. italics are text messages from intak. (requested here.)

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois

the one time you decide to not check the weather it begins to downpour during your economics class. every day you stay on top of the weather, especially since nowadays it seems to become more and more unpredictable. but today, of course, you went with your gut. and oh how wrong it was. you didn’t even have to look outside a window to know it was raining- the aggressive patter of raindrops were telling enough against the college building.

as your professor finished up the lesson early due to the weather, you quickly searched your bag for an emergency umbrella but to no avail. sighing, and mentally cursing yourself, you pull out your phone to check when the rain would stop. luckily enough, you noticed a string of text messages from your boyfriend that you assume he sent during your class.

i hope class is going okay <3

oh shit it’s raining. did you bring an umbrella?

i’ll pick you up after class, text me when you get out!

♥️ see you soon

smiling at the messages, you quickly call him as you swing your bag over your shoulder. within a few seconds, he answers with an excited tone.

“your uber driver has arrived in parking lot B.” the smile was evident in his voice, the thought of it bringing butterflies to your stomach.

“thank you, baby.” you say before hanging up to

scurry towards the exit to get back home for the day. you felt bad that intak drove all the way back to campus after leaving only two hours ago from his own classes, but at the same time you felt extremely grateful. if it weren’t for him you’d either have to get soaked taking the bus or take a thirty five dollar uber- both options not necessarily being of interest for you.

just as you approached the glass double doors, you notice intak’s red car in the pick up and drop off center of the parking lot. smiling foolishly at the sight of your boyfriend tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, you quickly run to his car with your jacket over your head. as the door opens up, intak jumps at the sudden noise and puts his hand over his heart for dramatics.

“hey baby!” you spoke, turning your head in his direction and smiling innocently at his heightened state. a small fit of laughter leaves your lips as you bring your hand up to cup his cheek, pecking his lips quickly before putting on your seatbelt. “thanks for picking me up, you didn’t have to.”

“it’s pouring outside, i wasn’t going to let you get soaked getting home. besides,” he starts pulling off, starting down the road towards your place. “i’m your boyfriend. it’s my duty to take care of you.”

you give him a look, a smirk playing across your lips as you lay your wet jean jacket across your lap to start drying off a bit. “i can take care of myself.” you respond in a teasing tone, your eyes admiring the way he looks behind the wheel. he might’ve just gotten his license a month ago, but he definitely didn’t drive like it. you felt safe when he was behind the wheel, despite him being a new driver.

he puffs out his cheeks as hd turns a corner, being careful on the wet roads as the rain continues on. “i know, but i love taking care of my baby.” as he hits a stop sign he quickly moves his hand from the wheel to your face, squeezing your cheeks as he quickly pecks your lips over and over before a car beeps at him from behind. “i’ll take care of you as long as you allow me to.”

inside your apartment were you, intak, and a mini fort built from couch cushions and any and all blankets available. originally, he was going to come in for a late lunch and head home. but as the weather got worse and thunder started to roar in the distance, you both decided it was best if he stayed the night. so within the past few hours, you’ve both made dinner and cuddled underneath the fort with food, snacks, and in matching pajamas you kept in a separate drawer for whenever he stayed over.

a few weeks ago you both had started a new kdrama called It’s Okay Not to be Okay. it’s quite depressing, but the storyline is beautiful and definitely keeps you both interested. thanks to the growing storm outside, you’re nearly close to finishing the show and are almost done with your milkshakes and popcorn- the ramen long gone at this point.

intak’s head propped up on your thigh as you ran your fingers through his hair as your other hand held on the edge of the popcorn bowl to periodically grab some. gasps and mumbled comments could be heard from him every few minutes, along with little giggles when the main characters would get close to kissing or getting together.

“i’m glad we didn’t take this long to get together.” intak says, his tone playful as he leans his head fully back to look up at you.

“yeah, because you made it obvious from the start.” you replied, smiling down at the boy below you. the way his hair was fading into a dark golden blonde made your heart flutter more than ever before, the color suiting his skin tone perfectly and making him appear more luminous than ever before.

intak noticed the sparkle in your eye whenever you looked at him, the sight never failing to upturn the corner of his lips even just the tiniest bit. “i did not.” a pause. he starts thinking for a moment. “did i?” he looks at you with wide curious eyes- eyes he knows you love.

you nod, a smile breaking out. “i’m glad you did though, i would’ve been too scared to make the first move.”

“why?”

you think for a moment before deciding to respond. in hindsight, you didn’t have anything to be scared of when it came to intak. he was so loving, so caring, so attentive. and he knew how to make someone feel comfortable around him. but truth be told, his beauty and demeanor can come across as intimidating at first. he’s so bubbly, so smiley. and everyone loved him. not that you yourself weren’t lovable but to an extent, you felt like you had to meet his standards to surpass them in order to even be considered as his partner. but you were wrong; he proved that.

playing with his waves, you lean down and plant a kiss on his lips. whenever your lips met his, as cliche as it sounded, sparks flew as if it were the fourth of july. everything felt right. the time, the place, the way your lips synced up together- perfection. nothing ever felt awkward between you two, even from the first meeting.

heart pounding, intak kisses back without hesitation and brings his hand up to your face and begins rubbing circles into the apple of your cheek. as you pull away, he swipes away an eyelash and admires your features for the hundredth time that day. no flaw could ever be detected from you- he truly thought of you as an angel. “i love you.” he admitted, the words spilling from his lips. your eyes widened for a second, taken aback by the sudden confession. “you don’t have to love me back, but just know i love y-“

“i love you too, intak.” you respond, cheeks heating up from this moment. suddenly the thunder sounded like birds chirping, and the grey skies were a clear sky blue with no clouds in sight as the sun became brightly visible. everything felt right- everything felt perfect.

melting into his touch, you place a soft kiss to the side of his palm before responding to his previous question. “you intimidated me at first.”

shooting up from his comfortable place on your lap, you watch his movements as he shuffled onto his knees to be eye level with you. “me? why?” the disbelief and curiosity was evident in his voice, making you chuckle at his cute reaction.

you shrug, unsure of why you even thought so in the first place. “i guess because of how outgoing you are? and pretty. you’re very pretty, baby.” you sit up on your knees and wrap your arms around his neck, placing a quick kiss to his forehead before laying your head on his shoulder. “not anymore though. now i just think of you as my annoying and dorky boyfriend.”

wrapping his arms around your waist as he laughs, he starts rocking you both back and forth as the rain continues to downpour outside. maybe, just maybe, the weather should become more unpredictable more often.

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one more

crying btw he’s too cute

can i request a cute fluffy intak one shot 😮😮

chicken porridge — h.i.t.

┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ ☁️ hwang intak | more here!

synopsis — intak comes home from tour, so you make him his favorite food.

author's note — n/a.

wc > 0.554k , genre : fluff , gn!reader

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it's the day after intak returned home from tour. as much as you wanted to spend time with him, your poor baby looked like he hadn't slept in days—but as he walked through the front door, a wide smile was plastered onto his face.

"intak," you smiled, walking over to hug him. he reciprocated the hug, squeezing you tightly. normally, you would make a fuss and tell him to stop, but you hadn't seen each other for three months.

"y/n," he says, sounding rather relieved. when you pull away, you look up at your boyfriend; immediately noticing his eye bags. intak's skin looks rather pale, even though he isn't wearing makeup. his hair is messier than it normally is.

your heart sinks.

"baby, have you been sleeping enough?" you ask, bringing a hand up to his face—caressing his cheek as he holds you by your waist.

he nods. "i'm okay."

but you don't believe him. it was around 1:37am last you checked the time, so you can assume its much later now.

"intak, let's get some rest, yeah? it's late."

but before you can walk with him to the bedroom, he grabs your wrist gently.

"no, let's stay up. i wanna hang out with you."

you smile, caressing his hand softly with your thumb. "we have all day tomorrow, tak. besides, we can cuddle tonight."

you knew that would be his weak spot.

and so the two of you went to sleep, intak cuddling tightly onto you.

and now, the next morning, intak is still asleep and you're making him breakfast. it's 10am, and you're hesitating to wake him up since you are aware of how tired he was last night, but it won't be breakfast forever.

so you try your best to make the breakfast look neatly placed on all of the plates: rice, kimchi pancakes, chicken porridge, egg dumplings, and strawberry lemonade. it's not much, but you're hoping he enjoys it.

placing all the dishes on the table tray, you take slow footsteps to make sure you dont drop any of the food. you find your way to your shared bedroom with your boyfriend of one year, and you carefully place the tray on the dresser.

walking over to the bed, you see intak's hair poking out from the blanket. a smile tugs at your lips upon seeing your boyfriend spread out along the bed.

"intak," you whisper, shaking him lightly. "wake up, tak."

he shuffles, peeking through the covers, smiling once he sees you. intak sits up from his position and he stretches, yawning right after. he cracks his back and neck and then smiles at you.

"hey, love."

"hey, tak. i made you breakfast."

his brow furrows as you bring over the dishes you made for him. you revert your eyes from his.

"i called your mom to make the porridge. i've never done it before, and i remember you saying you missed your moms porridge. it probably won't taste like hers, but-"

a sniffle makes you trail off.

"no, it's– it's going to be good."

intak is crying.

"intak?"

he looks at you, his bottom lip trembling slightly. "i love you. so much. i can't– can't even begin to describe it."

you smile at his words. "tak," you start, grabbing his hands—caressing them gently. "i love you."

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