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Perv best friend yeonjun corrupting y/n 😮‍💨😮‍💨

oh my god, anon, this is genius. you’re a GENUIS.

fem!reader (you can always request gender neutral if you’d like!)

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“oh, you’re such a good girl,” yeonjun purred as he curled his fingers inside you, making you gasp out in delight.

you and yeonjun had been best friends for years, you were pretty much inseparable. but honestly, it was no secret that yeonjun wanted to absolutely ruin you. you could tell by the look in his eyes whenever he looked at you.

everyone knew that yeonjun was beyond experienced when it came to sex and stuff of that nature. you? not so much. however, yeonjun didn’t want to let you know in any way, shape, or form that it really turned him on.

he fantasized about corrupting you and being the one to take your virginity, much more than he’d like to admit.

you and yeonjun were supposed to be studying, but damn that lustful look that hazed over his pupils.

you also fantasized about yeonjun corrupting you in more ways than one, like right now.

you sighed, turning your head slightly into the pillow to muffle the pornographic moans that left your lips.

“no, baby, don’t hide those pretty sounds from me,” yeonjun softly demanded, his fingers instantly hitting your g-spot, making your eyes fly wide open, looking down at him.

“what is it, gorgeous?” yeonjun smirked at you.

“t-that felt good,” you swallowed, a flush making its way to the apples of your cheeks.

he repeated the action, making your head fall back onto the pillow, your hand going to grip his bicep, your insides fluttering as you felt it flex with each movement of his fingers.

“oh, oh, my god,” you breathed out, using your free hand to run through his hair.

“faster, please, faster,” you begged the man in between your legs, making him smirk cockily.

“anything you want, angel, anything at all,” his voice was silky and smooth like honey, and deep, making butterflies erupt in your stomach.

he sped up his actions, making your breath quicken and legs start to shake pathetically.

yeonjun gazed upon your face, his cock instantly getting harder, if that was even possible.

your cheeks were red and flushed, you were running your hand through your hair, biting your lip as pleasure ran through your veins.

once he placed his thumb on your clit, that was it. that was the final straw. that’s what made you come undone all around his fingers, breathing heavily.

“good girl, that’s such a good girl,” he coaxed you through your orgasm, rubbing comforting circles into the soft skin of your thighs.

“god, yeonjun,” you whispered out once your breathing returned to, somewhat, normal.

he crawled up the bed to your level, giving you the sweetest of kisses upon your lips, making your head spin.

“just wait until tomorrow’s lesson, sweetheart.”

who in txt is the best to worst at eating pu$$y in your opinion and why?🎤

das inch resting, anonnie, lemme whip out my notes 📖

— yeonjun : a service dom who'll only kneel to eat you out, pinning your hips to the bed and watch your slick dripping down to the sheet after making your cum from time to time under few hours. might overstimulate you but that's okay, he'll give you the best aftercare ever once you give him ur safeword

— beomgyu : he strikes me as a service dom too tbh, always down to do anything that will make you happy, know where he should place his hands on your body and lapping you down like a good puppy without an ounce of regret

— taehyun : my man is ruthless, i tell you. i don't say being a strict brat tamer and hard dom is necessarily bad, but one mistake and he'll edge you for the whole night or week, depends on how bratty can you get. but once he rewards you by eating you out, you know it's heavensent. so, always be good around him !!

— hyuka : another puppy who'll lap down your juice, very eager and also a messy eater. don't get me wrong, hyuka is a passionate lover but he needs to chill out sometimes and can overstimulate you without realising it, giving you his best puppy eyes whenever you glare down at him.

— soobin : he's NOT exactly the worst, but you know me, ha! this man would rather put his mouth for dirty talk and marking your skin, eating you out is never his best forte. but once you see his heart-like lips glistening with your juice, eyes darkening every time you let out a soft whimper or gasp and pinning your hips down whenever you try to run away, you know you're in for a long ride

tomorrow x together dom/sub dynamics (imo ofc and everything just for funsies)

disclaimer: this in no way represents how the members are irl, these are just blatant assumptions of my own based on how i perceive them. a lot of things probably won’t make that much sense but it is what it is ig. also! don’t expect good writing, just wrote anything that came to mind :)

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Txts favourite places to leave you hickeys? 👀

A/N: this is a reupload of the request i got from my previous blog~ more are coming your way so stay tuned!! and btw, REQUESTS ARE OPEN AGAIN‼️‼️‼️

yeonjun

neck. ‼️all‼️over‼️your‼️neck‼️ he can't help it, you just look too pretty, all covered up by his marks. would definitely love to mindlessly trail his fingers over them when you two are just hanging out.

soobin

he's shy but as we agreed on, still a pervert. leaves hickeys on places that would show when your clothes rides up. your chest, collarbone, under your ear. it just makes him feel butterflies everytime he sees the marks he left slipping through your clothes.

beomgyu

this little shit. he'll probably leaves hickey on the most noticeable place just to tease you, possibly leaving one just under your jaw so he can kiss it the next time he sees it. it makes him proud (i wanna punch him god). "don't lie, baby. i know you like it as much as i do" (you do) "shut up, gyu."

taehyun

on your breasts, torso, inner thighs, basically in more covered areas because he'd like to be the only one that gets to see you covered in hickeys (i feel like tyun is a more private kinda person). "i don't share you with others, baby, so make sure im the only one who sees this, yeah?"

hueningkai

your boobs, they would be littered with the marks that he left when he was too lost in pleasure, burying his face into your chest. sure, it's almost impossible to notice if you're wearing a regular tee but when you purposely bend down in front of him to show them, he would blushes so bad, mentally reliving the moments in his head.

𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗩!𝗧𝗢𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪 𝗫 𝗧𝗢𝗚𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥

warning: fem!reader, dom/sub dynamics, pervy behavior

yeonjun ; yeonjun is just so obsessed with ur pretty cunt :( he always has a hand resting on your upper thigh, fingers brushing against the edge of your skirt. and he’d always be flipping your skirt up in restaurants or on buses so he can slip his fingers beneath your panties, smirking when your knees buckle at hte pressure he puts on your clit. definitely the type to make you take your panties off in public for him, so he can put them in his pocket and slip his fingers between your thighs whenever he wants <33

soobin ; feels so, so bad for having the thoughts he does :( the guilt he feels every time he chubs up in his sweats when he sees you wearing a cute lil skirt or summer dress makes him want to burrow in the ground, but he just can’t help himself :( he’s always excusing himself to the bathroom so he can wrap his hand around his cock and cum to the thought of filling you up, thinking about how he’d be able to see the bulge of his cock in your tummy when he’s ruttin’ into you. and he feels so bad when he cums, staring at his hand covered in thick, creamy ropes of white. “i’m so sorry, y/n.” he’d mutter to himself, hand shakily letting go of his softening dick <//3

beomgyu ; definitely the type to steal your underwear. he’d come over to your place for the sole purpose of going through your dresser, picking out the cutest pair of panties and bra that he can find just so he can cum into them, biting on his hand while his other’s wrapped around his dick to keep himself from moaning your name :( and when he does cum onto the fabric, he’d put it back into the dresser like it never happened, smiling to himself when you ask him what that stain on your clothes is. “i don’t know, y/nnie, but i can wash it for you if you want.”

taehyun ; very subtle with it. he likes to make you want him more than he wants you. so, despite the fact that all he can think about is sticking his dick in you and filling you p with his cum till it’s leaking out of you, he’s very composed. he’s the type to make you sit on his lap, pulling you onto him every time he gets the chance so he move you on his cock slowly, one hand gripping your waist, the other large palm covering the inside of your thigh. and he gets so cocky when you start whining for him, “i know, angel. jus’ be patient for me, gonna fill you up so good.”

kai ; feels bad, but can’t help himself :( the type to rut against you every time you’re standing in front of him, shoving his stiff cock against the plushness of your thighs. and when you ask him what he’s doing, whining at the feeling of his hands on your hips, he just shakily groans against the skin of your neck, teeth sinking into the flesh when he gets close. “’m sorry, baby. needed you so bad.” he whimpers, reaching his hands around your waist, keeping your body flush against his. “promise i’ll make you feel good too, baby. ‘m so close, jus’ lemme cum, angel.”

Different

lee minho x reader

word count: 2k

genre: smut, fluff - MINORS DNI

warnings: non idol au, established relationship, soft dom! minho, inexperienced reader, mirror sex, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex (y’all know BETTER), soft soft dirty talk, sliiiiggghhht breeding kink, sliiiiggghhhhttt choking, lots of praise, first “i love you”, reader is slightly insecure but has a lot of *growth*, pretty sure that’s it but if i missed anything, PLEASE LET ME KNOW

summary: minho is different, in all the ways you deserve.

kofi request: I have 2 requests pls!! Same theme of inexperienced/virgin reader but one with Minho & one with Hyunjin? Pls make them both soft doms, lots of praise & body worship for both fics pls. Thank you so much xx

a/n: the more i write minho, the more he wrecks my biases and im getting scared (@rachalixie collect your man)

this is a work of fiction. this fic in no way represents lee minho as a person or stray kids as a whole. you are responsible for the media you consume. please read responsibly.

taglist: @lix-ables, @rachalixie, @agustd-essert, @gibbysupremeacyisreal, @katieraven, @miamormi, @whatudowhennooneseesyou - to be added, please send an ask or comment

The more you stared at yourself in the mirror, the more uneasy you felt. What if he didn’t like it? What if he didn’t like you? What if you were thinking too much into this - it’s not like you’ve never had sex before. With Minho it’s just-

Different.

With Minho, you’re scared. Not because he’s ever done anything to make you uneasy, but because of how many times this has gone wrong for you. It’s only been twice, but that’s enough to make you second guess if anyone would want you.

If Minho would want you.

You stood in the bathroom, the sunset filling the room with golden and pink rays as you adjusted your knee high stockings. Was it too much? What if he thought the lacy trim wasn’t pretty like you did? What if-

The front door shut, Minho’s voice projecting his arrival. Fuck, is it already time? You could’ve sworn his class ended in an hour.

You heard him walk into the bedroom, shutting the door behind him. “You in there, baby?” He called from the other side of the bathroom door.

“Y-yeah!” You responded, voice forcefully cheerful to hide the cracks in it. “You’re here early.”

The sound of his backpack hitting the floor echoed, squeaks of the mattress indicating he sat down. “Yeah, I decided to skip class. Thought we could go ahead and start the weekend. Actually, I picked up some dvds-“

You zoned out, listening to Minho ramble about what he found at the video store. Movies sounded good. Movies sounded fun, and stress free, and you didn’t have to wear this stupid, frilly babydoll-

No. You can’t do this to yourself anymore. You can’t keep putting off something that you want because of two jackasses who led you on. Minho was different.

He was midway through explaining the fourth dvd when you opened the bathroom door rather abruptly, redirecting his attention to you.

Minho’s eyes widen, lips parting slightly as he took in your appearance. Starting at your face and heading south, his eyes covered every inch of you, lingering a bit in a few places before making eye contact with you.

“Oh.”

Oh?

You turned on your heels, heading back into the bathroom to take this stupid fucking outfit off. Minho doesn’t even like pink, what were you thinking?

He moved quickly, hand grabbing one of your wrists to stop you. “Where are you going?”

“To change. This was a stupid idea, I knew you wouldn’t like it-“

“Woah. Hey, hey, hey.” Hands flew to your waist, gently spinning you in his direction and pulling you into him. “Who lied and said I wouldn’t like this?”

You shook your head, focusing on the letters on his shirt so you didn’t have to look at him. “No one. I mean, it’s pink, Min, you hate pink. And I was being stupid and thought that-“

Two fingers found your chin, softly tilting your head up to look at him. When your eyes meet, every self destructive thought you’ve had faded away, so far out of reach it’s like they never even existed. His eyes were always shiny, emotions on display for anyone who cared to look. You never had to guess what Minho was thinking - his eyes always told you. It was the same right now; deep, dark seas spinning with an affection you never felt deserving of and the stars of arousal. The way he looked at you washed your body clean of any insecurity, any doubt in yourself, and replaced it with a bone chilling ache for him.

“I don’t like pink, you’re right.” His voice was intimidatingly low, but gentle in a way that made your knees weak. “But I like anything on you.” Minho let go of your hips, stepping back a bit. “Spin for me, doll. Let me see how pretty you look.”

Hesitantly, you spun in a slow circle, letting Minho take you in. When your back was to him, a happy groan left his lips, your body breaking out into goosebumps at the sound. Completing the circle, you looked at your boyfriend, who was already reaching to touch you.

Minho’s hands grabbed the hem of your lingerie, rubbing the lace between his fingers. “Fuck, you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.” You watched as he wet his lips as he stared at you, refusing to even blink in case he missed something.

“Min-“

“Can I show you?” He whispered, closing the space between you. Nuzzling into your neck, his lips brushed against your skin, feather light kisses covering the area. “Can I show you how beautiful you are?”

His hands slid underneath the skirt of your babydoll, finding the curve of your bottom and resting there. You nodded your head with a whine, setting the evening into motion.

The hands on you gripped gently, lifting you up. You wrapped your legs around his waist, head rolling back to give him more access to your neck. Minho carried you across the room, kisses getting rougher as he reached the corner of the bed. He set you down, falling to his knees in front of you and lips finding a new home on your thighs.

“Thank you.” He mumbled between kisses. “Thank you for trusting me.”

You were lost in the pleasure of his lips, in the feeling of his fingers easing up your thighs. Nobody has ever taken their time to kiss you like this, to worship every inch of your body like you were holy ground. Minho is different; the gentle way in which he’s ridding you of your panties is even more evidence of that.

“I like these.” He whispered, teeth grazing on the edge of your thigh-highs. “Wanna keep these on while I fuck you.”

A gasp fell from the forwardness of his words as he continued to kiss you like it was nothing.

Finally, his lips were closing in on your core, and the insecurities rushed back to you. What if he doesn’t like how you look? How you taste? What if he sees your center and is disappointed? You can’t look, turning your head and squeezing your eyes shut as you prepare for disappointment.

Instead, his hands push your thighs apart, spreading you out wider. Minho hums happily, and you feel two fingers on your slit, spreading you out. “God, you’re ethereal.” Leaning in, his lips press gently on your clit. “Can’t believe you’re all mine.”

The first lick is gentle, but long - starting at your clit and tracing down to your hole. The second is shorter, tongue running up to your slit and applying just enough pressure to make you clench around nothing. The third is when you think Minho has lost his patience, pressure heavy and speed moderate as he covers every inch of you. His nose is brushing against your clit as he works, groans sending waves of pleasure through your body.

It’s heavenly, the way he licks you like he needs you to breathe. Minho’s moans are louder than yours, adding to the overwhelming sensation. Whimpering, your head rolls back, eyes squeezing shut. It feels so-

And then he stops without warning, groans of frustration leaving your mouth. You want to cry, to ask him why he stopped when he grabs your neck, bringing your head back down.

“Look.” He whispered, turning your head in the direction of the large mirror in the corner. “I want you to see how pretty you look when you’re falling apart for me.”

Hand still wrapped around your throat, he dives back in, no trace of gentleness left in his licks. Any time your head threatens to move, Minho redirects it, keeping your focus on you. On him. The way his head bops as he works, how pretty his hand looks around your throat. Your body, covered in goosebumps and shaking from pleasure. Hair stuck to your face, chest rising and falling. Something about you looked different, but in an incredible way.

It was Minho. Minho made you look different. Made you look…beautiful?

No.

He didn’t make it. He enhanced it. 

You laced your fingers through his hair, tugging gently to get his attention. Without stopping, Minho looked up, sparkly eyes soft.

“Minho? Need you.” You whined as his licks shifted to your clit.

“Already have me, baby.”

“No, need more.” You pulled his head back until he was off of you. Your boyfriend smiled up at you, face as shiny as his eyes. If you looked beautiful, he was ten times so, brown hair framing his face in a way that complimented his cheeks.

Fuck, and he thought you were ethereal?

Sitting back on his knees, Minho began to undress himself. “Dress off.” He gently commanded as he moved on to his sweatpants.

With shaky hands, you let your dress join his clothes on the floor, leaving yourself vulnerable for him. Minho crawled closer to you, hands sliding up thighs, on track to touch every inch of your newly exposed skin.

“Amazing.” He mumbled as his hands cupped your breast briefly. “I love you.”

Everything came to a screeching halt; your breath, his hands. It felt as if time froze - the only thing signifying that it hadn’t was the ticking of the clock.

“What?” Your voice was unstable, shaking from the sudden confession.

When Minho looked up at you, he had tears in his eyes. One tear was already sliding down his cheek, getting lost in the mix of his spit and your slick on his jaw. “I love you.” He repeated, words more confident and sure than ever. “God, I love you so fucking much.”

His lips collided with yours before you could even open your mouth, kissing you with a force that could make planets explode. Tears began to stream down your face as you let Minho lower you onto the bed. He never broke the kiss; not to climb over you, not even when he slid his hardened member inside you.

His thrusts rivaled the passion of his kiss; if his kisses could destroy planets, the way he fucked you could destroy universes. While slow, they were firm, hard, forceful in a way that made your body tremble from just a few.

You broke the kiss, panting as you attempted to catch your breath. Minho didn’t stop, simply moving on to cover over parts of your body with his love. “Min-“

“I love you.” Each word was followed by a hard thrust, the butterflies in your stomach starting to flutter out of control. “Love you so much, wanna fill you up so everyone knows you’re mine.”

Your back arched, body beginning to break under his hold. “D-do it.”

He laughed softly, looking up to meet your eyes. “Yeah? Want me to pump you full, baby? Cum, and I’ll give you every last drop of mine.”

Already partially there, his words succeeded in pushing you to the edge, butterflies escaping your grasp. Minho followed almost immediately, lips finding yours as he filled you to the brim.

Without pulling out, Minho crashed on top of you, head nuzzling into your neck. Your hands found his back, softly scratching it as the two of you tried to collect yourself.

“Mean it.” He mumbled against your skin, barely audible. “I love you.”

Head turning to the side, you caught a glimpse of your tangled bodies in the mirror. Minho, skin glistening with sweat and clinging to you like you would fall through his fingers if he tried to let go. You, makeup smudged from sweat and tears, lips swollen from Minho’s touch.

“I love you.” Those words, which have never been easy for you to say, left so confidently, so boldly and beautifully. They had a different taste on your tongue; a sweeter one, one that consumed you and gave you a rush you’ve never felt before.

They were different because Minho is different. They were different because they weren’t only directed at him, but at you as well.

©: chvnnie 2022

today i offer you: pussy slapper minho. tomorrow? who knows.

no but like, not aggressively, but gentle yet sharp and quick, almost light taps even. he has you between his legs, back flush against his chest. one hand playing with your clit as the other is fingering you until you're shaking in his hold. as you're cumming around his digits, his other hand taps on your clit rapidly while you ride your high, sending you over the edge.

sometimes he likes making you cum just on that, one hand spreading your pussy to expose your clit with his fingers lightly grazing over it for what seems like an eternity, the most stimulation you're getting are the fast taps his middle finger delivers to your abused clit. his filthy mouth whispering all sorts of sweet yet humiliating words into your ear as you cum from just that.

he loves how your oversensitive body jolts up against his touch, how your toes curl and your pretty mouth lets out the cutest, most pathetic whimpers.

all in all he just goes feral at how malleable and weak you are for him over doing the bare minimum.

"baby all i did was touch your pretty little clit and you're cumming already? too hungry for my touch that you'll take anything i give you?"

"you look so pretty when you're desperate for me, angel."

"what, my baby wants more? you're already creaming and clenching around nothing just from my fingers on your clit. i don't think you can handle having them in you, let alone my cock. I'm afraid that's all you're getting today."

he would slap as a warning though, when he tells you to stay still or asks you to use your words and you don't, too absorbed by the pure bliss you're feeling to form a sentence or control your body. you should definitely expect at least one sharp slap on your pussy as he eyes you down with a deadly gaze.

"i won't ask again." he tells you with a sinister tone.

that's probably one of the furthest ways softdom!minho would go to make you behave. since you're usually so obedient, melting into a puddle by the time he lays his hands on you, too drunk dazed by his sugary sweet tone and extensive foreplay. softdom!minho can think of better ways to make you submit than being rough with you, but sometimes he just needs to warn you to not test him.

💭: minho hates it when you strain your moans for him :(( he wants to hear it all loud & clear, even if you're shy about it, he will find a way to eventually make you scream<3 at first if you're still hesitant, he likes to bury his face in the crook of your neck so he can hear the cute little whimpers you let escape while he's fucking deep into you <///3 mans will really take whatever he can get

feel the beat

word count: <1k

warnings: afab!reader, oral (f. receiving), mentions of multiple orgasms, mentions of bruises, minor choking, teasing, edging, soft dom!minho, sub!reader - smut, MINORS DNI

synopsis: minho has this way of bringing out the most obedient sub in you

minho has this way of making you behave, more so than any partner you’ve ever had. your naturally bratty attitude fizzles out and dissolves as soon as he put his hands on you, your waist, your neck, your back, anywhere. you’re pliant and cooperative in his bed the way you’re argumentative and combative anywhere else. you thrive off of his praises and collect them to tuck away into a little pocket of your brain only he can access.

which explains how you’ve found yourself in your current predicament, spread out on your bed with his face between your legs. you’ve been leaking since he first instructed you to strip, leaving only a short chain around your neck with his initial on it, almost short enough to be a choker, or a collar.

your arms are crossed above your head, triceps shaking with the effort to keep them there as he instructed. good girl, he had said once you got into position, leaving goosebumps all over your body as you waited for him to touch you. you’re letting out whimpers now as he works, one of his hands holding your thigh, fingers digging into your skin in a way you hope will leave bruises.

there’s a song playing but you couldn’t tell what it was. he’s tapping out what can only be described as an unholy rhrythm into your clit with his fingers to the beat of the song as his tongue dives in and out of you, teasing you and keeping you right on the edge of pleasure. he’s singing along the best he can with his tongue occupied, his hums reverberating throughout your entire body sending jolts of pleasure through your bloodstream. it’s all part of the game, you’re to wait until the song is over to cum. but was the song over? is this the same song, or did another one play? you can’t tell.

“min-“ you breathe out, gasping when he switches to rubbing his fingers in slow circles. “please-“

he speeds up his fingers instead of answering you, and your moans become increasingly breathy and high. you can’t finish even your thoughts, let alone a sentence. you squeeze your eyes shut, overwhelmed, but he taps at your thigh twice - eyes on me, he doesn’t have to say. you’re too well trained for him to have to use words anymore.

you pry your eyes open and what a sight he makes, head bobbing in his effort, hair already a bit sweaty and curling at the edges. you meet his eyes and they’re dark and hungry, staring at you like you’re his prey.

the coils get impossibly tight in your lower belly, burning with pleasure, and you can’t hold back anymore. you grind your hips into face as the pleasure overwhelms you, your orgasm hitting just as the final beat of the song plays. he moves to lap at your clit as you ride through your aftershocks, your body spasming as it became too much. his hands hold your hips down as he eats you out into overstimulation, and you want to scream from how good it hurts. he finally let up, turning to press a soft, wet kiss to your inner thigh before sitting back, lips red and bruised. you’re left slumped into the mattress, sweating and panting and arms sore, so drowsy that you felt like you could sleep right there.

“oh, kitten,” he says, tutting with a condescendingly sad look on his face when he sees your eyes droop. the pet name send another jolt through your sore pussy, and you choke back a moan. “you didn’t think you were done just because you came, were you? you almost didn’t last until the end of the song. i have so much more planned for you.”

he climbs over you, gracefully cat-like and eyes feral, and he shoves his fingers into your mouth with one hand while he strokes your side gently with the other, a perfect balance only he knows how to achieve for you. you can feel how hard he is where his hips align with yours, but he makes no move to relieve himself - this night is about you. your torture, your pleasure, your pain, your ecstasy.

you choke on his fingers when they enter deep, but suckle on them when he wiggles them out a bit, moaning when you taste yourself on them. his shirt rubs against your sensitive nipples, making you whimper and drool around his fingers. you’re reminded of the contrast between the two of you, you completely exposed and spread and him fully clothed and looking more composed than he had the right to be. his free hand creeps down your stomach to your pussy, making you shiver in fear, or anticipation, you can hardly tell anymore.

“my playlist has five songs left. you think you can cum five more times for me?”

Wonho x Fem!Barista!Reader (Fluff to Smut) *18+ Only, Minors DNI!*

Summary: Wonho has been trying to ask you out at the coffee shop you work at, but you're convinced he only wants something physical. After a while, he convinces you, and you end up seeing each other for a whole month before you let him hit. You were so glad that you did, because now you might have the hottest boyfriend in the world.

Trigger Warnings: Slight cursing. Reader being thirsty af over Wonho. Reader w/ she/her pronouns and female anatomy. Mentions of making out and dry humping.

*There will be a separate warning before the smut scene if you want to skip over it. Overall it’s pretty vanilla but it includes: Dom!Wonho, oral sex (female receiving,) groping, nipple sucking, slight fingering, hair pulling, praising, and protected intercourse.*

A/N: Literally no one requested this, but while I was working at the coffee shop today I literally started daydreaming about Wonho coming in, so here is my maladaptive daydream copied and pasted to Tumblr :)

This is also my first attempt at writing smut so I apologize if it’s awkward :p

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You sighed as you slung on your apron for the fifth morning in a row. It was 10 AM, and the coffee shop you worked at was already packed. You huffed over to the mirror in the break room to put on your hat, hair pulled back into a low bun. Your t-shirt and jeans combo was practically a second skin, and your beat up old sneakers completed the look. You wore a few pieces of jewelry that made the day a bit brighter and easier to get through, but that was about as hard as you tried. It wasn't like you had anyone to impress, right?

"Thank god, she's here!" your coworker Elodie sighed, struggling to make three drinks at once.

"Barely." you replied, patting her on the shoulder. "Need me to start taking orders?"

"Yes, please!" your other coworker Bella pleaded. She was rapidly restocking the bakery case, throwing in muffin after muffin.

You nodded before approaching the register. After pushing a few buttons, you were ready to start yet another shift.

"Good morning, how can I-" you stopped in the middle of your sentence as you met the eyes of the customer in front of you. God, he was so fine. He had a face that looked like it was carved by angels, and a body sculpted by god herself. You had never seen a guy like that in real life, you thought to yourself.

He chuckled at your blank expression, his smile making you melt. "Hi, can I get a large iced dirty chai with oat milk?" His voice was so deep and rich, you thought you could listen to him talk all day.

"Yeah, of course." you shook your head at how stupid you were, and quickly typed in his order. "Anything else?"

"Hm..." he hummed, leaning over to look at the bakery case. He tapped his finger to is chin, and the way his eyes raked over those muffins made you wish that you were one of them.

"Mmh, can I get a chocolate zucchini muffin too please?" he asked with a cute smile.

"You sure can." you chuckled, losing yourself in his eyes. "Okay, here's your total..."

He swiped his card, and after he had paid, he slid a whole twenty dollar bill into the tip box. Your jaw dropped at the amount alone... the most generous people only tipped five dollars, and the stingiest just dumped their change in.

Bella, who had been watching closely, handed him his muffin and coffee. "Is that just for her, or can we split it?"

"Oh the money is for all of you, but the number is only for her." he smirked, then walked out of the shop. God damn, he had such a nice ass.

You were standing there like a dolt, when Elodie leapt over the counter and practically tore open the tip box to pull out the piece of paper that he had hidden in the dollar bill. The three of you just sat there staring at it, not caring about the line of impatient customers in front of you.

"Dude, that guy just asked you out!" Bella exclaimed.

You swiped the paper out of Elodie's hand and stuffed it in your pocket. "No, he probably just wants a hook up." You walked back over to the register and greeted the lady in front of you to take her order.

"Who cares, did you see how gorgeous he was?" Elodie interrupted the poor customer while she was ordering. You ignored her and got down the entire order, then huffed over to the espresso machine.

"I'm not taking orders anymore." you grumbled.

"Y/N, how often does something like that happen to people like us? We work in a coffee shop for crying out loud!" Bella argued, throwing her arms in the air.

You whipped around to shoot an angry look at both of them. "There is no way a guy that hot actually wants a relationship with me! Now can we please get back to our minimum wage duties?"

"You're so weird." Elodie sighed. "I know you're afraid of being taken advantage of, but this is just punishing yourself." Bella nodded in agreement, laughing a bit. They both turned back around to return to work, leaving you to your thoughts.

Maybe you were being silly... I mean, he was the most beautiful man you'd ever seen in your life. He made your heart race, made you feel things with just a simple smile, and melted you with just a few short words. It could be fun...

But you decided that one night of fun wasn't what you wanted from him. You knew deep down that if you fooled around with a guy that pretty, you were going to fall in love big time. And if he broke your heart, you'd be irreparable.

As you were steaming the milk, you found yourself thinking about what being with him would be like. Him pinning you down with those big strong arms, kissing you all over your body, what he'd whisper in your ear as he...

"Y/N, you're gonna burn yourself!" Bella shouted, pushing the spout away from you. You jumped, shocked at how easily you were distracted. Yeah, this guy would be way too much for you.

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Your boss insisted on giving you two days off, to "recover" from working five full shifts in a row. You were appreciative, taking your time off as a chance to engage in some much needed self care. However, you couldn't stop thinking about the absolute beefcake that walked into the shop and gave you his number. The paper with his number on it was sitting on your dresser, and every so often you thought about texting him. You couldn't bring yourself to, that is, until after your next shift.

"Your hunk-sickle came in twice while you were gone." your best friend and coworker Sam teased as you entered the kitchen.

"Oh god, you told her Elodie?" you groaned, slumping your shoulders defeatedly.

"Of course, and I told her how stupid you are for not taking him right then and there." Elodie replied from the counter, rolling her eyes. "You know he asked if you were here both times he came in? Would someone who just wants a hook up do that?"

"So he goes to a new coffee shop everyday, that's not much of a commitment." you argued, crossing your arms over your chest.

The shop was completely dead, so you all just talked in the kitchen for a while. It was mostly just you yelling at Elodie and Sam laughing at the both of you. That is, until you heard the bell of the front door signal that a customer had arrived. The three of you peaked around the corner at the same time, only to see the hunk-sickle himself. Your heart stopped.

"You're here!" he beamed when his eyes met yours.

"I-" you were cut off as your best friend shoved you out of the doorway. You turned around to jump back in the kitchen, but Elodie had already slammed the door in your face. You collapsed against the door, mumbling to yourself that you needed to get new friends, and a new job while you were at it.

You got up and gave him a weak smile, slowly approaching the counter. "You found me."

He leaned forward onto the counter, his huge, toned arms stretching out in front of him, making you gulp.

"You can reject me if you want." he chuckled, "I know slipping my number in the tip jar is a pretty sketchy way of asking you out."

"Maybe, but it's a totally acceptable way of asking for a one night stand." you teased him, resting your hands on your hips.

"What makes you think that's what I want?" he asked, cocking his head to the side. You tried your best to maintain your composure at how hot he looked while questioning you.

"Well for one, we don't even know each others' names." you retorted, letting yourself relax a bit against the counter.

"I'm Wonho." he told you. "May I ask what your name is?"

"Y/N." you told him.

"What a pretty sounding name." He smiled at you, then pressed his elbows against the counter to rest his jaw in his hands. His eyes didn't leave yours for a second as he adjusted his hips to the new center of gravity. His shoulder muscles were bulging against his black t-shirt, and his strong, thick legs were propped out behind him. "Can I take you out on a date, Y/N?"

You laughed anxiously, putting your face in your hands. God, you were heating up like a furnace. You were so embarrassed at how easily he flustered you. You couldn't see it, but he was holding back his smile at how adorable you were.

"I'm still not sure..." you confessed once you looked back up at him. Your hands were on your cheeks, desperately trying to hide how red they were.

"Please?" he asked, looking up at you with his pretty brown doe eyes. "I promise I have good intentions. And if I disappoint you, you have the right to hate me for the rest of your life."

You took one last look at his cute smile before you broke. A girl could only take so much.

"Okay, I guess I'll go out with you then?" you laughed with your arms out in a shrug, not believing this was really happening to you.

"Great!” he grinned at you, straightening up with his large, veiny hands back flat against the counter. "What time do you get off?"

"You want to take me out after I work a shift at a coffee shop?" you scoffed.

"Is that a problem?" he asked, genuinely concerned that he had done something wrong. He looked so cute when he was worried.

"Well, it's just... I don't look the best after working all day..." you mumbled nervously.

"Is that it?" he chuckled, placing his hands on his hips to mirror you. His trim waist was even more prominent now, and you could see one of his abdominal muscles poking through the fabric of his shirt. You had to stop yourself from drooling over him... after all, you were the one worried about him taking advantage of you. "You look gorgeous."

"I would just feel better if I had the chance to get ready beforehand!" you exclaimed, dragging your feet as you turned away from him playfully.

"It's alright, we don't have to go out today. I want you to be as happy as possible with me. When's your next day off?"

You sighed, thinking about your jam packed schedule. "Well, I work the next three days in a row..."

"I'll cover your shift tomorrow!" Sam shouted, quickly poking her head out from behind the door and then slamming the door shut again.

Wonho snickered at your friend and you gave him an apologetic look. "I guess I'm free tomorrow."

"Perfect." His lips curled up into a smirk as he ran his nimble fingers through his dark hair. "You can text me wherever you want me to pick you up. I'll take you to dinner around 5 if that's okay?"

"That works!" you shrugged, still in disbelief that you had agreed to go out with him.

"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow then Y/N." he grinned contentedly, backing away. He waved goodbye with a bright smile, and he was so cute that you couldn't help but wave back at him with a giggle.

In half a second, Sam and Elodie had bursted out from behind the kitchen door and were at your sides.

"Oh my god, you're going out with the hunk-sickle!" Sam exclaimed.

"It's all thanks to you two dorks." you laughed, putting an arm around each of them. "And his name is Wonho."

"I'm still gonna call him hunk-sickle." Elodie declared.

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You had been seeing Wonho for a month now, and he had taken you on four official dates. Right now, you were getting ready for your fifth date. You guys hung out casually between official dates, and he visited you at work almost everyday to get his coffee. You guys were actually getting quite comfortable with each other, texting all throughout the day and having a phone call almost every night. You guys hadn’t gotten further than making out and dry humping, but he seemed perfectly content with that. You started letting your guard down, and if you were honest with yourself, you were starting to really like him and see a relationship with him.

Sam was there "helping you,” which really meant she was demanding all the details of your previous dates and eating all your snacks.

"Wait, he took you where last week?" she asked from her place on your bed, plopping her phone down in disbelief.

“He took me to this rooftop restaurant, and there was no one else there. We were leaning against the railing and I could see the entire city!” you recalled while doing your hair at your dresser.

“Ugh that’s so romantic!” she cried out, slapping her hand down on the bed dramatically. You laughed at her antics before she continued. “How about the first kiss? When was that?”

“That was after the first date.” you explained while putting on some lip balm. “He had walked me home, and I said I had a really great time, and when he asked if he could take me out again I said yes, and then he put a hand to my cheek and looked in my eyes with this adorable little smile, and I met him halfway and we kissed!”

“Ah that’s awesome!” Sam exclaimed, rolling around the bed dramatically. “When do you think you’ll sleep with him? Because I’ll be honest, I’m dying to know how that goes.”

You sighed and set your hands down in your lap, thinking for a moment. “I don’t know. I really want to, but I just want to be sure he really likes me first.”

“I think the fifth date is an appropriate amount of time, as long as you feel ready.” she suggested after downing another handful of chips. “It seems like he’s really smitten for you.”

You giggled, setting down your perfume bottle. “Then I’ll do it tonight, if it feels right.”

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“Do you wanna come inside for a bit?” you asked Wonho as you fiddled with your keys. It was late, and you guys had just gotten back from your date at the movies. He had walked you up to your apartment when you asked.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to intrude.” He asked, giving you a genuine look of concern.

“Nonsense, I’m inviting you into my space.” you laughed, unlocking the door and gesturing for him to follow you in.

“Make yourself comfortable!” you told him, making your way into the kitchen to pour two glasses of wine. You came back to him sitting on the sofa and looking at your records.

“These are really nice.” he told you, taking one of the glasses from your hand. “Thank you, by the way.”

“No problem, wine makes everything better.” you mused, sitting down next to him. “I’ve been collecting records for a while now. There’s just something about them that’s so cozy.”

“Can we listen to one? What’s your favorite?” he asked, leaning toward you with a smile of anticipation.

“Hm…” you thought, reaching over him to grab an album. “This one will do.” You set it up on the record player and then leaned back against the couch and took a sip of wine. “This is nice.” you sighed in contentment.

“It is. Thank you for going out with me tonight.” he said with a small smile, leaning back to look you in the eye.

“You’re welcome, I really enjoyed myself.” you laughed, putting a hand on his thigh. “You really know how to show a girl a good time Wonho.”

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“Only for you.” he chuckled, leaning in to kiss you. You put your hand against the back of his neck to deepen the kiss, and after a while his tongue pressed against your lips. You parted your lips to let him in, wrapping both your arms around the back of his neck. His large hands were running up and down your waist, until eventually they were both grabbing ahold of it to gently push you down against the couch. He was still being gentle as you guys made out, not wanting to overstep your boundaries.

“You can touch me.” you told him while you were taking a breather. He nodded, chest heaving up and down heavily, then went back to kissing you ravenously. His hands started trailing up to cup your breasts, giving them firm squeezes.

He moved his lips down to your neck, lightly running his hot tongue along your cold skin while his hands went down to your hips, groping at your thighs and ass. You let out little whines when his teeth nipped at your sensitive neck, and you felt him smirk as you did so.

“Did you like that?” he whispered in your ear with a low chuckle. You nodded quickly, throwing a hand up into his thick dark hair. You tugged on it while he continued to go at your neck. Soon he started moving his kisses down to your chest, your low cut tol giving him access to more skin. With one hand over your breast, the other stopped at the hem of your top. He looked you in the eye before he moved again. “Do you want me to take your top off?”

“Only if you take yours off too.” you smirked up at him before sitting up.

He chuckled at your cheekiness, then crossed his arms to grip the bottom of his black tshirt. He whipped it off quickly, tousling his hair a bit. You took in his perfect physique for a minute. His enourmous shoulders and biceps, rock hard pecs, that trim waist, and the hard, flat muscles of his abdomen that led down to his defined hip bones.

“Silly girl, didn’t anyone ever told you it’s impolite to stare?” he laughed, putting an arm down on each side of your lap to look down at you. He captured your lips in another kiss, bringing your hands up to run along his back and shoulders. He pulled back to whisper in your ear, “Though I can’t say I’ll be any better when I get to see you.”

You pushed him back onto the back of his legs gently, then took off your top and unhooked your bra. He was right, he wasn’t much better than you at all. His eyes were wide and his expression was blank at first, but he eventually bit his lip and grinned at the sight of you. “You’re so beautiful Y/N.”

He pushed you back down onto the couch, engaging in your previous make out position. The skin to skin contact was absolutely incredible… he was so warm and soft pressed flush against you. He began gripping one of your breasts, pinching your nipple between two of his fingers and making you whine into his mouth. After playing with each breast in his hand for a while, he stopped kissing your lips and dropped his head down to your chest. He left kisses between the valley of your breasts, then took one hard nipple into his mouth. He licked around it in a circle, then began sucking on it.

“Wonho…” you sighed, tugging on his hair once again. After a good amount of you moaning softly above him, he switched to the other breast, giving it just as much attention as the other.

“Do you want me to touch you anywhere else?” he asked once he had released your bud from his mouth.

You nodded, then grabbed his hand to put it against your core under your skirt. You had purposely not worn shorts underneath so he could have easy access. Once he started rubbing his two forefingers against your clit through your panties, your head immediately fell back as you let out a strangled moan. It had been so long since anyone touched you there.

“You sound so pretty.” he told you, continuing to massage the sensitive bud. “Can I please taste you?”

“Of course you can.” you nodded with a smile, helping him remove your skirt and panties. You threw your legs over his shoulders and he instantly shoved his face between your legs as if he couldn’t wait a second longer. Your eyes rolled back in your head when he licked a long, flat stripe against your pussy.

“Oh my, you taste even sweeter than I imagined…” He began devouring you as soon as you were used to the feeling of his tongue, going back and forth between sucking on your clit and darting his tongue up your tight hole. You were a whining mess, getting your hair all tangled up against the couch and jutting your hips up at his face… he was very good at this, and you could feel yourself getting close to an orgasm. But you still weren’t satisfied.

“Ugh, Wonho, this feels so good…” you whined, gripping both hands into his hair. “But I want more.”

His head darted up. He looked so pretty with your slick all over his cheeks. “Y/N, are you sure? We don’t have to go all the way tonight if you don’t want to. I’m perfectly content just eating you out tonight.”

“Yes, I’m sure.” you told him, looking straight into his eyes. “I want you to fuck me.”

He grinned, then sat up to undo his belt. Once his jeans were unbuttoned, he brought his dick out from the top his tight black boxers. It was already rock hard, and it looked perfect for you. Not too big, not too thick, but just enough to rock your shit.

He pumped it in his hand a few times before kicking off his pants and boxers, reaching down to grab the condom out of his back pocket. After slipping it on, he lined himself up with your entrance, holding himself up with one arm. “Are you sure you wanna do this? Because I don’t know if I can hold back when it comes to you.”

“I want you, Wonho.” you told him, wrapping your arms around his neck and playing with the nape of his hair. “I’ll tell you if I want you to stop.”

He nodded, then pushed his tip into you. You hissed at the feeling, digging your nails into his back.

“Fuuuck Y/N…” he groaned into the crook of your neck when he felt you clamp around him. “You feel incredible… can I keep going?”

You nodded, and he continued thrusting up slowly, allowing you to adjust and stretch until he was completely inside of you. His dick hit all the right spots just sitting there, but he was prepared to give you so much more than that.

He began thrusting his hips harder, hitting your g spot each time. His pelvis was pressed flush against yours, stimulating your clit as well. He looked absolutely heavenly overtop of you, strands of his black hair flopping over his forehead, plump lips parted as he grunted breathlessly, and veins pressing out against the skin of his neck as he held himself up effortlessly by his own arms. The sight of him alone could’ve made you finish.

“Wonho… Ugh, yes, harder, please!” you encouraged him, and he happily obliged.

“You look so pretty like this… laid out underneath me so I can fuck you nice and hard. Do you like it like this?”

You tried nodding, but he stopped all movement in his hips impatiently. “Use your words princess.” he demanded, smirking down at you.

“Yes! I love you fucking me like this, just please don’t stop again…” you begged, desperately rubbing your hips against his in an attempt to regain some friction.

“That’s my girl.” he chuckled, catching you off guard when he started ramming his hips up into yours again. “So good for me. So nice and tight….”

You moaned as you felt your orgasm coming on. You were already close to the edge when he started fucking you, so you knew you wouldn’t last long. “Wonho, I’m so close I can feel it…”

“Go ahead baby, cum for me.” he whispered into your ear before biting the lobe, his hot breath steaming up your neck. With his blessing, you let your orgasm wash over you, crying out as he continued thrusting into you. You were practically ripping his hair out, but he loved the feeling.

“That’s right, who makes you feel this good?” he asked, grabbing one of your breasts in his hand.

“You do, Wonho. Only you.” you told him as you came down from your high.

“Fuck baby, that was so hot…. I’m gonna finish soon, where should I put it?”

“I’m on the pill, so you can cum inside.” you whispered in his ear.

That was all he needed to hear before his pace started going faster and harder than ever. He was fucking you straight into the couch, grunting with each thrust.

“F-fuuuck I can’t, I’m gonna-ugh!” he cried out before he came, continuing to ride out his high until all of it was emptied out inside of you. He collapsed against your chest, then crawled up to place a soft kiss on your lips. “That was wonderful Y/N.”

“You’re telling me.” you sighed, throwing your arms up above your head in fatigue. You couldn’t stop the smile that crept onto your face as he loomed overtop of you.

“What?” he asked, propping his face up on his elbows and mirroring your grin.

You brought a hand up to fix his hair, then let it rest on his cheek before explaining. “I just can’t believe this is all real. It feels too good to be true.”

He chuckled, placing his hand over yours and linking your fingers through each other’s. “I promise you that it is.”

“Do you wanna stay the night?” you asked. He nodded enthusiastically, then hopped up from the couch to scoop you up in his arms, bridal style.

“Where’s the bedroom?” he laughed, charging down the hallway while you held onto him for dear life. This man was either going to be the death of you or your salvation, and you couldn’t quite tell yet as he threw you down on your bed. He quickly put you under the blankets and curled up next to you. He seemed more excited for the after sex cuddles thank the sex itself, you thought as he wrapped his arms around you. With you facing him, he relaxed with you in his embrace. You guys talked for hours, until you both fell asleep holding each other.

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The next morning, you rolled over to wake up as you normally did, bumping right into the huge man that you forgot had stayed the night with you. He stirred from his position on his stomach, clutching the pillow to his face.

“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up!” you giggled, switching to your side to face him.

“It’s alright,” he reassured you with a small smile, stretching out a bit before also flipping around to lay on his side. He was truly a vision first thing in the morning. His hair was messy, his eyes were dark, and his cheeks were lightly tinted a warm shade of pink.

“Did you sleep well?” he asked, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“I did actually, thank you for asking.” you chirped. “Did you?”

“Mm-hm.” he nodded contentedly. He was looking into your eyes as if you were the most important thing in the world to him at that moment. Suddenly, he leaned down to kiss your forehead. Before he could pull back all the way, you put a hand to his jaw and stole a quick kiss on the lips. He leaned forward to get more of you after you had already pulled away, making you laugh.

“Get back here.” he groaned playfully, grabbing you and pulling you back towards him. You pressed your hands to his chest and have him a deeper, more passionate kiss. “You make me so happy Y/N.” he told you after you were back to cuddling.

“You make me feel a lot of things., Wonho.” you chuckled, grabbing his hand and intertwining your fingers. You guys fiddled with each others’ hand while the conversation went on.

“Is one of those things… that you’d like to have me as your boyfriend?” he asked, a hopeful glint in his eye.

You pretended to think it over for a minute. You put your finger to your chin and furrowed your brow comically, humming to yourself over and over as you feigned contemplation.

“Y/N, please, I’m dying over here!” he pleaded, shaking your shoulders a bit. “Will you be my girlfriend?”

“I would love to.” you finally answered.

His face broke out into such a big, happy smile before he kissed you again. He then leaned back to look at you, running a thumb along your cheek. “I am gonna make you so happy. I promise.”

“I’m looking forward to it, hunk-sickle.” you replied, placing your forehead against his. You couldn’t be more happy that you got over your fears and let him convince you to go out with him. Your friends were right, it really would have been like punishing yourself if you didn’t.

you can feel wonwoo’s warm breath hitting your thighs gently, and his hair is tickling gently at your skin. your hands lace through his hair and tug impatiently, which only makes him smirk. he’d already denied your orgasm twice that night, surely he wouldn’t deny you again?

“i can’t hear you using your words, baby, I won’t give you what you want until you speak to me” his voice is soft yet his hands are roughly holding your thighs apart, waiting eagerly for your response. Your head is thrown back and you begin to thrash, tears welling up in your eyes.

“please, wonwoo! i need to cum so badly, please make me feel good” you cry out, and when he finally obliges you let out a gasp. his tongue laves at your clit, relishing every inch of your cunt for as long as he possibly can. he manages to circle the bud tightly, your thighs closing around his head.

you can hear his small moans and grunts of appreciation as he eats you out, and it’s only when he slips one of his slender fingers inside you do you choke out a loud moan, and your hands are gripping his hair tighter than ever.

curses and moans leave your mouth constantly as your orgasm builds up quickly, and wonwoo can sense that you’re close. he adds another finger inside you and curls the digits up, the feeling sending your body into overdrive and your orgasm washing over you before you can warn your boyfriend.

wonwoo is quick to clean you up with his tongue, but he doesn’t stop there. he doesn’t remove his fingers and instead adds a third finger, pumping them quickly and sending you into overstimulation. when he sees your eyes cross, that’s when he knows he’s got you hooked.

happy birthday @hotgirlwonwoo!

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Wonwoo smirks as he grabs your waist and hoists you up onto the kitchen counter, planting your ass onto the cool surface. He doesn’t say anything as he undoes the button on your jeans, tugging them down off your hips as you lift them.

You lick your lips as his hand smoothes up your leg, your eyes following as he reaches your thigh. “Wonwoo,” you whisper, leaning back so your head is resting against the cabinets.

He raises his eyebrows at you as his fingers near your center, spreading your legs with his other hand on your knee. “Yes?” he asks, his voice soft.

You open your mouth to reply, only for your words to get caught in your throat as his thumb brushes your clit. A whine escapes you instead as you reach for his wrist, but he pulls his hand back before you are able to.

“No touching. Hands on the counter,” he instructs. He smirks again as you do as you’re told, tapping under your chin gently. “Good girl. Keep your eyes on me.”

Your breath hitches in your chest as you nod, your fingers curling around the edge of the counter. “Please,” you quietly beg, squirming a little on the counter.

He glances down between your legs as his hand returns to your skin, walking his fingers across your inner thigh. “Hm. So polite,” he teases, running a finger up your folds. “And already so wet.”

His eyes meet yours as he slowly slides one finger inside of you, leaning forward so his lips are next to your ear. “Remember, no touching,” he whispers in a low voice.

Another whine slips past your lips as his breath falls on you, and you resist the urge to grab his wrist as he curls his finger up against your g-spot. “Fuck,” you mutter as his thumb slowly circles your clit.

He shifts himself so he is standing between your legs, his free hand resting flat against the cabinet next to your head. He keeps his gaze on you as he adds another finger, smiling at the way you arch your back and grip the edge of the counter. “You’re doing so good, baby girl,” he praises as he feels you clench around him.

You moan as he hits your sweet spot again, a wave of pleasure rolling through you. “Yes, right there,” you breathe.

Wonwoo’s nose nudges yours lightly as his lips ghost over yours, his quiet groan mixing with your whimper in the small space between you two. His thumb teases your clit as his ring and index finger move inside you, and he lifts his head again as you try to kiss him. “No touching,” he repeats, raising his eyebrows at you.

You nod against the cabinet and bite your bottom lip. “No touching,” you echo quietly. You’re rewarded with more pressure to your clit, causing you to roll your hips against his hand as you moan.

“Just like that, baby girl. Just a little more,” he tells you softly as he speeds up the movement of his fingers.

You can feel your orgasm building as you start to breathe harder, your heart beating wildly beneath your ribs. You clench your pussy around his fingers as he strokes you, muttering his name under your breath.

He smirks at the sound of his name and glances down at his hand. “You are so beautiful. So responsive, and all mine.”

You whine at his words, and they are enough to send you toppling. Your eyes close as your head drops against the cabinets, your orgasm washing over you as he continues to stroke you. “Oh fuck… Wonwoo…” you gasp out, finally wrapping your hand around his wrist.

A quiet chuckle leaves him as he slows his hand to a stop. He pulls his fingers from you as you whimper, lifting them to his mouth with your hand still on him. “You taste so good, baby girl,” he says as he licks his fingers clean.

How svt member tease to rile their s/o up 😌😌

-🌙

seungcheol: definitely a sexter. you’d be sitting in class or a meeting, and he’d send little flirty texts that would just get you thinking about what’s in store for you when you come home. even just gym selfies or telling you to wear something sexy for when he picks you up on your date. stuff to get your mind working and missing him :)

jeonghan: makes you want to rail him by Implanting the idea in your head. he’d wear his sleeveless shirts, grey sweats, kiss your neck. would never explicitly say he’s being needy but would look hot enough and leave enough lingering touches that you just can’t help but cave to him when he slips a hand down your pants by the end of the night

joshua: grabbier than normal. runs an innocent hand on your ass, rubs your shoulders, squeezes your thighs… just fleeting touches that drive you crazy. he does that thing where he looks so innocent and smiles so sweetly even though his hands are wandering everywhere and his thumb is rubbing circles so high up your leg. also i feel like he would wear muscle tees and just flex all the time. and then ask “is everything ok? why are you staring?”

jun: makes you feel so wanted by flirting with you all the time. calls you sexy and whistles at you when you make eye contact with him or when you leave a room bc he’s staring at your ass. he’ll call you beautiful and kiss your head and the back of your hand and he’s being so greasy but he’s making it clear how much he wants you. and who are you to deny him?

hoshi: i feel like he’s unwittingly sexy? like he’ll show you his new choreo in the studio and is genuinely just really excited to show you, but he’s halfway through and … whew is it hot in here or just me? and if he was in the mood, he wouldn’t even be subtle about it. kisses you and sneaks his hands up your shirt, squeezes & slaps your ass when he can, bites your ear. will whine when you pull away from him. looks fucked out after one kiss and you get the idea.

wonwoo: to be fair, he doesn’t even have to try. but i think his main weapon is eye contact. you see him looking at you from across the room and he is most definitely undressing you with his eyes. you know he’s studying your curves, your smile, the print of your underwear through your tights. he’s not overt about it but his gaze is always a little heavy, like he wants you to know how much he wants you.

jihoon: definitely less flashy but more direct than the others. he’s a bit like hoshi where even just watching him work is sexy, without him knowing. but once he wants to rile you up, he makes sure you know. definitely passing whispers abt what he wants from you or just flat out direct compliments that make you blush. like wonwoo, also looks at you like he’s picturing you naked.

seokmin: verrrry affectionate. back hugs where he squeezes you oh so tight, rubbing circles into your hips. kisses all over your face that somehow trail down to your neck, your collarbones. murmured compliments against your skin about how you taste good. hands seeking the heat of your skin. just very clingy and needy.

mingyu: pulls out all the stops. definitely the type to whine until you sit in his lap during a movie or even when you’re just lying down together. and oh no! he had no idea how he got so hard! and even when you readjust yourself you hear him exhale in the crook of your neck, a bit airy because everything feels so good. he knows it gets you going when you’re aware of the size difference and also the power you have over him.

minghao: definitely .. sensually. would do something shameless like have you taste something off his finger. looks at you darkly, possessively. drags his fingers when he’s putting on your necklace before you go out and whispers lewd things in your ear. just a huge tease! teases *you* for reacting to him!

seungkwan: definitely light bickering. sometimes you do disagree but there’s nothing hotter than the sexual tension in the air when he’s teasing you for something embarrassing you did earlier and you’re just looking so mean and sexy and mad at him. loves a bit of sparring just so you can’t think of a better way to shut him up other than a kiss.

vernon: on the shier side, but i think make out sessions would really get you both going. just something about the closeness, the spontaneity, how you just melt into him. he doesnt want to be embarrassingly clear about being needy, but a little kiss turned make-out is more than enough for the both of you. definitely loves your lips and loves grabbing your chest while his mouth’s busy.

chan: not subtle. not subtle. will rub you over your underwear and ask how it feels, loves just spreading your thighs and running his hands over the soft skin. endless compliment after compliment. will bite your lips and say how hard he is, might even pull your hand and place it over his hardness just so you flush. he won’t play games when he wants you and will want to get to business asap.

fat cock vernon vs grey sweatpants … my brain is expanding

kicking crying screaming throwing up rn </3 sir pls spare a crumb of cock 🧎🏻‍♀️

i am convinced that even when he’s not hard you can still see the outline of his cock through his sweatpants 🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️ especially if they’re grey and not made of a super thick material grrrrrrrr maybe you’re just lounging on the sofa in your apartment when he walks by to get a glass of water or something and you just…see it and suddenly you can’t stop staring, rubbing your thighs together as you imagine having his cock in you 😀

it might take him some time to notice but once he does…oh my god he’s such a tease ;-; he’ll have the biggest smirk on his face as he teases you for suddenly getting shy and asks you what has you so worked up. his smile widens when you pull him onto the sofa with you before you straddle him, palming his cock through his sweatpants and feeling it start to harden under your touch immediately. at this point you’re so desperate that you’re grinding against his bulge for friction while he merely watches you attempt to get yourself off.

eventually vernon tugs down his sweatpants and boxers just enough to pull out his hard cock while you take off your pyjama bottoms and panties. you’re barely able to wrap your hand around his cock as he’s so big before you’re lining it up to your dripping entrance, and he lets out a guttural groan when you suck him in instantly, feeling just how wet your are as your warm walls clamp around him. he’s spewing the filthiest things ever at this point, saying stuff like “my good girl couldn’t wait to be split open on my cock, hm? you take it so well, baby. that’s it, keep sucking me in like the good girl you are.” 🤸🏻‍♀️🕳

— admin lily who is completely fine yepyep i’m okay <3 (okay but vernon makes me feel so many things with this cb…i’m in agony 😵‍💫)

svt reactions to walking in on u masturbating

seungcheol: it activates his daddy dom mode instantly ahsjajs 😵‍💫 seeing you touch yourself is undeniably hot, but you did break his rule about doing so without his permission so he’ll have to punish you <3 he’d pull your hand away from your dripping cunt instantly to manoeuvre you onto his lap face-down, spanking you and making you count until you’re sobbing from pleasure and begging him to fuck you

jeonghan: he’d only make his presence known when he senses you’re about to cum. “someone’s being an impatient brat, huh?” he’d coo before dragging a chair to the foot of the bed. you know you’re in for it when he sits down and crosses his legs, showing no sign of helping you. “well? since you wanna touch yourself so badly, you’re going to keep doing it while i watch. and don’t forget, sweetheart—you can’t cum until i say so.”

joshua: a little surprised when he first walks in, but recovers quickly. you’d scramble to explain it’s not what it looks like (even though it obviously is), but he’d merely smirk as he approaches the bed with darkened eyes. “such a needy baby, aren’t you?” he asks, replacing your hand with his own and dragging his fingertips through your soaked folds. he’ll also make you tell him what you were thinking about (read: him) while you touched yourself, refusing to give you more unless you do just that, so better not be a brat if you want to cum <3 (hi ryu hehe)

jun: he’d probably burst into your bedroom not realising what you were doing 😭 your widened eyes would meet each other’s and he’s just like “o-oh... oh,” while his cock starts hardening in his sweatpants at the sight of your glistening folds and fingers. after a few more moments of gaping at you you’d hesitantly go, “are you gonna help me out or…” and he’d jump at the offer immediately, eager to taste you

soonyoung: this man would get turned on so quickly, the way he can see how wet your fingers are even all the way from the doorway makes him so hard and he just has to fuck you right now. the moment you start whimpering his name he’d immediately pounce, practically begging you to let him eat you out <3 and he’ll have you cumming on his fingers in no time to prep you for his cock

wonwoo: another member who will go into full dom mode if he catches you touching yourself without his permission. “didn’t i say i’d be home soon?” he asks, watching in amusement as you quickly pull your fingers out of your throbbing entrance, apologies tumbling from your lips while you beg him to fuck you because you’ve been so needy for him all day. he will, but he won’t let you cum at all, simply leaving you desperate for release with his cum in your pussy (he’ll make up for it the next morning <3)

jihoon: he’d also be a little shocked at first, not expecting to come home to such a sight but he’s not complaining either, especially when you start whining about how you’ve been thinking about his cock in you the entire day. his clothes will be off in the next minute before he’s spreading your legs apart to examine the abundant slick that coats your slit, maybe even giving your clit a light slap

seokmin: shy shy shy ;-; he’d be so flustered as you make eye contact, a furious blush spreading across his cheeks as he stammers out apologies for walking in on you. he probably already has one foot out the door when you meekly call out to him, asking if he wants to join you because of how badly you want him. would not be able to resist you after that 🥺

mingyu: he’d be so, so cocky because he knows your fingers will never compare to his cock. he’d stop you immediately if he catches you masturbating, his large hand wrapped around your wrist as he tugs your hand away from your cunt. when you start begging for him to fuck you he’d smirk, landing a light slap on your outer thigh as he says, “yeah, you want more, don’t you? your fingers will never fill you up the way my cock does, hm?”

minghao: he’s smiling while he coos at you and asks why you’re being so needy, making yourself cum without waiting for him. but even in your post-orgasm daze you can detect the deviousness behind his smile as he replaces your hand with his, thrusting two slender fingers into your dripping pussy to make you cum again. as you squirm from the overstimulation, he’ll gently grip your chin with his free hand to make you look at him while you cum again

seungkwan: would also be quite flustered when he first walks in, letting out a loud yelp as he turns away with flushed cheeks, though he can’t deny that the sound of your breathy moans as you attempt to bring yourself to an orgasm has his cock twitching in his pants. though once you reassure him that he doesn’t have to leave, his shy demeanour drops and he’d be more dominant because he’d be kinda mad (not really) that you started without him

vernon: tell me why i think he’d stand there in the doorway for a while, already half-hard as he watches you soak your fingers in your release before going, “woah 😦 that was hot” INMJEJSK you’d still be panting and trying to catch your breath from your orgasm when he appears by your bedside, begging you to do it again while he jerks himself off. you’d get off to each other’s moans before going for round two <3

chan: …..he’d be so mad (not genuinely ofc but in a dom way yk?) ;-; hear me out, chan gets off on knowing that he’s the only one that can make you feel good. so when he catches you touching yourself without his permission, he’s immediately slapping your hand away from your cunt while glaring down at you. he’d edge you for what feels like hours, your desperate whimpers echoing through the room when he pulls his fingers out of you yet again, causing your orgasm to ebb away. maybe if you beg, he’ll consider letting you cum

— admin lily

omg imagine vanilla mingyu (who is always careful and sweet with u during sex) realizing he’s incredibly aroused seeing u crying and panting and squirming and having sensitive aftershocks after accidentally overstimulating you………

OOFFFFF 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

mingyu has always made sure to be extra gentle with you during sex, especially because he knows he’s big and the last thing he’d want is to hurt you or make you feel uncomfortable, so sex between you two is mostly super soft and sweet. but maybe one night he sees you wearing an outfit that shows off your body so well and he just goes feral, immediately pouncing on you and dragging you to the bedroom. you’re a little surprised, but you also can’t deny that you find this side of your boyfriend extremely attractive, and soon you feel the aching need between your thighs grow as he sucks and nips at your neck to leave behind a trail of hickeys.

of course, he still preps you for his cock with his fingers, but tonight especially he can’t get enough of your taste, holding your thighs apart as he vigorously eats you out, catching all the slick that drips out of you with his tongue. your nails dig into the sheets as you feel him lick, suck and prod at your swollen clit while thrusting his thick fingers into your cunt. with a loud cry of his name, you cum around his digits without warning, juices dripping down his fingers as he lets out moans into your core which only prolongs your orgasm.

you’re panting and coming down from your release when he shifts, still holding your legs wide apart as he drags the leaking head of his cock through your folds, drawing more moans from you when the tip nudges your sensitive bud. he slowly pushes into you, watching your reaction carefully so he doesn’t hurt you, but you only feel pure pleasure coursing through your veins as he bottoms out in you, the head of his cock pushing right into that sensitive, spongy spot inside you.

loud sobs escape your lips as mingyu starts thrusting, the pleasure so overwhelming that white flashes before your eyes. “f-feels s-so good—mmph—fuck! mingyu! t-too m-much!” you whimper, hands raking down his biceps and chest as you try to ground yourself, but the way you desperately push yourself back onto his cock tells him you want to keep going, so he grabs onto your hips and begins pounding his cock into you at a rough, fast pace. your moans and cries cause his cock to twitch inside you, and when he brings his hand down your body to rub firm circles on your clit, your orgasm hits you out of nowhere, walls clamping around his cock as you ride out the intense pleasure.

“min-mingyu,” you breathily moan out as your high starts to subside, but his thumb keeps circling your clit while he chases his orgasm, strong arms holding you still as you begin squirming and writhing against the bedsheets from overstimulation. you feel something wet on your cheeks, reaching up shakily to touch them only to realise you’ve been crying from the pleasure. mingyu also notices the glossy trails on your cheeks, and cums almost immediately at the thought that he made you feel so good you cried. rope after rope of creamy cum fills your pussy as he thrusts shallowly to ride out his orgasm, and the sensation paired with the stimulation to your clit cause your body to twitch as you cum yet again around his cock, your juices leaking out around his length and onto the bed.

mingyu observes you darkened eyes, greedily drinking up the sight of your fucked-out expression, your heaving chest and your dripping pussy as you catch your breath. it’s when he feels his cock harden again that he realises he’d like to see you like this more often, and judging by the dazed smile you send him, he knows you feel the same way too.

— admin lily

thoughts on joshua teaching u how to ride him and u being so innocent

admin lily reporting for duty once again to give ryu shuarot <3333

I LOVE THIS AHHSHSHHSJSJJSN i also firmly believe that joshua isn’t that much of a gentlemen in the sheets aghshsj but if you were fairly inexperienced, he’d love to guide you and tell you what to do to make you both feel good, and it also doesn’t hurt that it fuels his corruption kink <333

when you tell him one day that you want to try riding him, he’d be so soft from how you can’t even look him in the eye out of shyness, but at the same time he can’t ignore how his cock twitches in his pants at the thought of teaching you how to ride him until you become a slut for him <3 he’d prep you really well at first, kissing your clit as he slowly thrusts his fingers in and out of you while praising you for how good you’re being for him. when you’re wet enough, joshua gently manoeuvres your body so you’re straddling his lap, your bare core just hovering about his hard cock, the tip an angry red and leaking with precum. he tells you what to do while guiding your hand to wrap around his cock and lining the tip up to your dripping entrance. “you can control the pace, okay, sweetheart?” he murmurs to you, grabbing your hips to slowly lower you onto his cock. he’s not even halfway in before you’re a moaning mess, whining about how full you feel and how big he feels which only turns him on even more. he wants nothing more than to fuck up into you roughly, but restrains himself because this is your first time riding him.

once he’s fully seated inside you, he lets you stay like that for a while, shushing you softly as you adjust to his size in this position, his hand gently up and down your spine to soothe you, a groan leaving him as he feels your slick leak down his cock. he lets you take the reins when you tell him you’re ready, guiding your hands to his broad shoulders for support as you experimentally move your hips, slowly moving them up and down his cock. he’s so encouraging too, like, “just like that, baby. keep lifting your hips like that, you’re doing so well, you feel so good.” joshua swears he almost cums inside you when you ask him if you can go faster with the most innocent doe eyes, the two of you moaning in unison as you start building a quicker pace, and the feeling of his tip nudging against your sweet spot has you on the brink of an orgasm. feeling your hips lose their rhythm from exhaustion and your impending orgasm, he’ll grab them to hold you in place before fucking up into you with deep, hard strokes, smiling sweetly at you as you let out the prettiest moans and sobs about how close you are and how you want him to cum in you. “yeah? does my baby feel good? cum, sweetheart, cum all over my cock, you deserve it for being such a good girl.”

idk if i did a good job but i don’t have shuarot and this still unleashed something in me </3

— admin lily who hopes she succeeded in bringing shuarot <3

Royal Flush

-> In which your best friend sneaks into your castle and keeps you company before he goes off to war, leading to feelings being revealed.

KNIGHT!PARKJINYOUNG X PRINCESS!READER

SMUT WARNINGS: Choking, oral (both receiving), slight degradation, mentions of impregnation kink (keep it wrapped ladies and gents), unprotection sexy time, hair pulling, biting.

I will defend your honor every way I can, Y/N. In exchange, I want nothing more than you.

To you, love was something you thought you could live without.

You had been so focused on being by your mother's side as she ruled the kingdom that you hadn't even thought about searching for someone. You had only small crushes that would fizzle out faster than lighting would flash across a sky during a storm, leaving you with a cold feeling at their affection. Your mother would sometimes talk about how she was worried that you would end up alone ruling, and you would comfort her that you would find someone before then, just waiting for the one. She admittedly didn't believe you but would let it go as to not listen to your speech about being independent.

Your sister, however, wasn't so accepting of your answer.

She was always on you about marrying as you were the older one, talking about how men wouldn't wait forever for you to decide on who to marry, you always ignored her words as you found them stupid. Soon, though, after bringing it up once more at dinner, she snuck out into the town to tell one of the many popular journalists that you would be looking for a husband, the news coming back to you early in the morning as the house staff gossiped about who would come to try and get your hand in marriage. You tried to deny the rumors, but your mom and sister convinced you to seek someone for once. "Take this as an opportunity to find your soulmate, dear Y/N. If not for yourself, than for me," your mom smiled. She knew smiling at you always worked on you, clapping happily when you accepted your current fate.

You worked daily with the staff to prepare for the ball, finding yourself relaxed as you picked out a dress for the large ball.

Then felt yourself tense up again when you arrived.

The large ballroom was filled with your favorite colors and snacks with drinks, everyone turning to you as you entered with your family. The room went silent, only the orchestra playing in the background as everyone stared at you in awe. You felt almost small in everyone's gazes. You walked with your parents to the table filled with drinks as conversations resumed. You knew you weren't allowed to drink, but you were craving alcohol. Before you could try and convince your mother to let you drink, you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned to face a man with large sideburns and pristine white teeth. He looked much older than you, almost around your dead father's age. "May I introduce you to my son, Rain?" You turned to your mom, who nodded, giving you a "behave yourself" look behind her fan, making you put a smile on your face and follow the man into the deep sea of men, knowing it would be a long night before you could get the alcohol you wanted.

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"None of the guys tonight were any good, mother."

You sighed as you changed into your nightgown and matching robe, your mom and maid lecturing you about trying harder at the next ball. You only nodded and wished them goodnight to get them to leave your room, sighing as you leaned against the door of your room. You let your eyes close as you enjoyed the silence, then ripped them open when you heard a noise from your open window. "Hello?" you asked the moon as if it had spoken to you, walking carefully over to the window as you leaned over the stone opening to stare up at the moon as the moon's light hit you. You were about to go back into your room when you felt a hand hit your's making you jump as you looked down at the hand, then had a hand coming to stop your scream as the male figure jumped into your room.

"Jinyoung! What are you doing in my room so late?"

You asked your best friend as he doubled over in laughter, his hand coming over to cover his mouth, making you shove his shoulder.

Jinyoung was one of your closest friends and confidants, being your personal guard whenever you went anywhere. He always had been by your side no matter what, including jumping into your room late at night to check on you. He was also the man who found your dead father in the fields and alerted everyone about his death, then comforted you as you cried for days.

"I came to see the swan of the season. The moon sent me," he chuckled, you shoving him again before walking back to your bed, bouncing as you fell back onto the bed. Jinyoung followed you, kicking your toe gently as he leaned against your bedframe. He looked you over, his cheeks becoming slightly tinted when he noticed your breasts pushed together and almost not fully covered by the lace at the top of your dress. He cleared his throat, closing your robe so it covered your chest, before his eyes me yours. "So, you're really looking for a husband now?" He asked, you turning to lean on your arm as you looked at him, drawing random shapes on the sheets. He knew how you fell in love, then quickly fell out of it, dealing with the angry broken hearts who tried to harm you.

You nodded, looking up at him as he sat down next to your head, moving your head to his lap. It wasn't weird for you guys to be so physically close, being friends for so many years.

"I just hope I find someone like you, Jinyoung. A caring soul who is also funny and carefree." You looked up when he scoffed, his head turning to stare out the window as he didn't want to meet your eyes. "I am not carefree, Y/N"

"You know what I mean," you sighed, sitting up as you pushed him off your bed so you could lie down. Jinyoung chuckled as he walked over to the window, preparing to leave before he turned to look at you. He mulled over mentally asking you on a date as he had grown feelings for you over a few years, deciding against it as to not ruin your friendship. "Well, whoever you marry now has to deal with getting food for you all the time from the town," he chuckled, tossing a red bean bun onto the small table you had next to the window before carefully climbing out, leaving you to smile at him as he disappeared beyond the stone window.

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You hadn't felt your heart drop so hard since you were told that your father died.

Your heart was so low that you were sure it was about to exit your body, your hands shaking as you ask your mom to repeat what she had told you as you followed her through the large halls to the meeting chambers.

"Lord Mingi and his kingdom of ruthless pirates declared war on us."

You couldn't understand why anyone wanted to declare war on your kingdom, unable to speak properly as she pushed to doors to the large chamber, revealing the large army waiting for instructions from her. You continued to try and comprehend the situation as your mom raised a hand to silence the voices, including the ones in your head. "I'm sure you all have heard about what Mingi has declared to do to us. I shouldn't need to stay here and give instructions on what to do. Jinyoung will lead you all to the battlefield and I expect victory."

You turned to face Jinyoung, who didn't meet your eyes as he nodded, then told everyone to go outside and gather their weapons and horses. You couldn't help but stop him and grab his arm to stop him from leaving with the rest of the army, afraid that you'd lose him like you lost your father. He turned to face you, placing his free hand onto your head as he smiled at you, then gently gripped your wrist to remove your grip from him, walking away without speaking any words as he followed his army, the doors echoing shut as his back was the last thing you could see of him.

You paced your room all day and barely ate anything, all too worried about Jinyoung and the fate of the kingdom as so many things could go wrong.

You couldn't think about what life could be like without him, your eyes filling up with tears as you looked out at the orange-painted sky, the sun slowly descending, leaving you with the moon and the stars that seemed to shine a bit brighter that night.

You had walked all day that by nightfall, you could only lay down on your bed as you let your tears silently fall down your face. You realized that you couldn't live without Jinyoung. It reminded you of how your parents looked at one another. Your mom was so sure that she would pass before your father but crumbled when his death graced her ears. Your mom told you that it was a sign of love; their permanent absence can bring you to your knees and to tears, even if you believe you are the strongest being in the land. You had only come to terms that you loved him an hour ago and now you could lose the only man you ever truly loved the same day.

You thought about all the times he came to see you, how you both would hide your tinted cheeks and star-filled eyes. How he would sneak you out to the gardens and dance with you all night long if you wanted and would sing to you or tell you stories. You loved him.

You had no idea what time it was, nor how much time had passed when you were startled awake by a hand gripping the top of your window, covered in blood as their veins popped. You quickly sat up, reaching over to the side of your bed where you had your sword Jinyoung had insisted that you kept for protection, teaching you how to use it if he was unable to get to you. Before you could stand up, you heard Jinyoung's familiar groan, dropping the sword as you rushed to the window, helping him inside, his body resting against yours as you helped him to your bathroom. You placed him on the floor next to the sink, quickly panicking as you noticed the amount of blood that was on his body and clothes, along with the noticeable rips in his uniform. You took a cloth and wiped his face, listening quietly to his quiet groans of pain, his eyes closed as he let you wipe his face. You took your time to admire his face as you had it so up close and so relaxed, taking note of the cut on his puffy lips and a past scar on his jaw. You didn't realize that you had stopped cleaning him up until he opened his eyes, staring into yours as he tried to sit up. You rushed to help him, Jinyoung telling you to give him a moment as he carefully stood up, leaning against the wall as he looked at you. His hair had fallen to cover his eyes, your fingers gently moving it as he only stared at you, Jinyoung then catching your wrist as he placed a kiss onto it.

You both said nothing else, the kiss charging both of you as he pulled you into a kiss, your lips moving messily against one another as he let go of your wrist, moving to grip your hips as your hands moved into his hair. He wasted no time pushing his tongue into your mouth, moaning softly against your lips as his hands squeezed your hips. He pulled back so you could both catch your breath, your breaths hitting one another as you both stared at each other, Jinyoung's hand moving up your body carefully, pulling up your nightgown as he does, his eyes moving to your hip. He leaned down to kiss it, biting the skin around your underwear, taking his time as he kissed around your hip, moving closer to your ass making you sigh as your hand moved into his hair. He gently wrapped his arms around you, picking you up before carefully placing you onto the bed as your lips connected again, his hands slowly pushing up your nightgown again as his lips moved to your neck, his hands now massaging your bra-covered breasts. You chose to speak the first words since he returned to you, gasping as you felt his teeth bite onto your skin. "Jinyoug, I love you." You confessed, his movements not stopping as he looked up at you, his hands still massaging your breasts. "You mean it?" he asked, his eyes filled with a mixture of lust and love, giving you the confidence to nod. He nodded, looking down at your breasts as you removed your bra, moaning as you felt his hands make contact with your hot skin. He bent down, taking one of your nipples into his mouth, making you arch your back as Jinyoung slipped his hand behind you, grabbing your ass as he massaged it. "You tortured me so long, Y/N," He mumbled around your nipple, his eyes meeting yours as he bit down on it gently, making you whine as he licked it to soothe it before switching to the other one, kissing and biting along the valley of your breasts before his lips wrapped around your nipple. His free hand that was on your ass moved to the front of you, chuckling as his finger gathered wetness as he moved it up and down your slit. "You're so wet for me, love. I bet you wanted this so badly, hmm?" You nodded at his voice, your eyes shut as you enjoyed the pleasure, your eyes then popping open when you felt his hand connect with your clit, slapping your clit as his finger then soothed it as he sat up to stare into your eyes, smirking. "Words. Say it to me," his eyes drilled into yours. You wanted to look away from his gaze, his free hand coming up to quickly grip your jaw as his finger moved faster against you, making you whine. "I want you, Jinyoug. I've wanted you for so long."

Jinyoung chuckled, keeping your eyes meeting his as he pushed his finger into you, biting his bottom lip at the sound of your moans as he moved his finger faster. He watched you as he moved, watching your body move around the bed as you tried to move away from his finger, yet grip his forearm so he didn't stop. You wanted more, though. You waited so long for him that you wanted all of him.

"More Jinyoung, please" you whined, Jinyoung raising an eyebrow as he slowed his finger down, placing his free hand on the bed next to your head as he leaned down to you. "More?" he asked, his voice laced with fake confusion as he added another finger into you, making you gasp as he moved his finger faster. He kissed and bit around your neck, groaning as he felt his pants tighten at the sounds you and your pussy was making. He moved his fingers for a bit longer, ripping off your underwear as he climbed onto the bed, laying down on his stomach before he placed your legs onto his shoulders, diving into you. "So sweet my baby. So wet for me, huh? You're so tasty just for me," he groaned, making you grab the sheets as he pulled you closer to his lips and tongue, not giving you a chance to move away. You gripped his hair as you moved your hips against his face, Jinyoung murmuring filthy things against you as he licked you. Right before you could cum, he pulled back, leaning back on his legs as he ripped off his shirt, your eyes staring at his toned body and abs. You felt a rush of energy as you sat up and crawled over to him, your hand running down his abs as he kissed you, letting you taste yourself on his lips and tongue. You let your hand move into his pants, gripping his dick as it twitched in his underwear. You watched as he pulled back from the kiss, tossing his head back as his hips moved to meet your hands, his tongue moving to lick his bottom lip. You took it as a sign to help take him out of his underwear and pants, leaning down to lick and suck his tip, the precome being salty and sweet.

"Look at you, so eager to suck my dick." He moaned, pushing your head down more as his hips move slowly, giving you time to adjust to his cock moving down your throat. You looked up at him, winning as his hand moved into your hair, Jinyoung shushing you as he pulled his cock out of your mouth. "Stop being such a whore for it. You'll get more in a second."

You had never heard Jinyoung speak to you like that, your thighs closing against one another as you moaned, watching as he got off the bed to remove his pants and underwear, then removed the rest of the nightgown, tossing it with his clothes before climbing back onto the bed.

"Are you going to be good for me while I fuck you?" he asked, rubbing his cock up and down to gather your wetness as his eyes bore into yours. You realized that he was giving you a way out just in case you didn't want to go farther, your heartwarming at the gesture. You nodded, your hands moving into his hair as you bit your lip. He nodded, pushing into you then placing his hands onto the pillows next to your head, capturing you in a soft kiss as he fully pushed in. You both moaned into the kiss as he waited to move, his lips moving to your neck as he began to move, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he rolled his hips to meet yours.

He looked up to your eyes as he moved his hips faster, groaning as he felt you tighten around him and your nails dig into his shoulders. "You feel so good, Jinyoung. Faster, please" you whined, wrapping your legs around his waist as he began to move his hips harder. Jinyoung sat up as his hips moved faster, his hand moving around your throat as he watched you. "Are you gonna cum, baby? I'm gonna cum too" he whined, leaning down to kiss you deeply, swallowing your whines as you tightened around him. You couldn't make words as you felt his hands tighten around your throat, giving you a heightened feeling as you came, moaning his name loudly. You looked up at Jinyoung as he moved his hands to grip your hips, moving faster as his eyebrows furrowed together, staring at where you both met. "Gonna fill you up so good baby girl. Gonna give you a fucking baby" he seemed to just be talking to himself as he came closer to his orgasm, gasping as his eyes connected with yours as he pulled you close to him as he came, his hips halting against yours. You moaned at the feeling of him filling you up, shuddering as he kissed along your shoulder. "I love you too, Y/N" He whispered against your ear, his arms wrapping around you tightly as he let his hands move around your body.

You leaned back against the pillows as he pulled out and went to go grab a cloth to clean each other, coming back to wipe your thighs and his softening dick before laying down next to you, holding you close as he kissed you softly. "I was so worried that you wouldn't come back, Jinyoung" you whispered, your lover nodded as his hands ran through your hair. "You were all I thought about while I fought. I wanted to tell you how much I loved you but I didn't know if you felt the same." He whispered, pulling you closer as he kissed you softly, his hands coming to cup your cheek. You felt the familiar butterflies in your stomach he sometimes gave you, making you move to kiss him more, Jinyoung chuckling against your lips.

"Hey Jinyoung?" You asked, your lover humming as his lips moved down your neck to your collarbone, his hands moving down your body. "How soon can you go again?"

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"Very nice to meet you, Sir Lay."

You bowed as you waved away another suitor, sighing as you turned to face your mom, who only shrugged. You had spent a good half of the ball just interacting with more suitors, wanting nothing more than return to your bedroom and sleep. If anything, your sister was more interested in the guys than you were.

"Excuse me?"

You turned to face Jinyoung, who smiled at you as he nodded to your mom. He held out a corsage to you, your eyes lighting up as he offered you his hand, tilting his head to the dance floor. Many men eyed him with annoyance as he was the first man who you looked to have your full attention. "May I have this dance, Y/N?"

You turned to your mom, who nodded with a smile, letting you grip his hand as he led you to the floor, kissing her hand. "You look gorgeous, my love. Keep your eyes on me."

how often will skz and y/n have sex?

BANG CHAN

chan always feels so guilty for being so needy around you all the time but he just can’t help the small twitch of his cock every time he looks at you ! you’re just so pretty and sweet to this guy and all he wants is to spend the rest of his life between your legs making you cum over and over again but his busy schedule doesn’t allow him to do so *sigh* unfortunately you guys will only have time to get intimate around once or twice a week and due to being so exhausted after practice, chan will mostly relay on lazy, slow fucking at midnight to take care of you. also relies a lot on his hand when he doesn’t wanna bother you cause :( he hates being so desperate and doesn’t want you to feel obligated after a stressful day :( feels bad once you start to notice your panties going missing day by day, having no clue most of them were stuffed under his pillow stained and painted in his cum. hates that he’s not around much to stretch your tight cunt out as much as he’d like but he always makes it up to you in the end.

LEE MINHO

despite being the ultimate boss bitch and constantly working his ass off, minho has no problem fucking you anywhere and everywhere and he’ll become the neediest most desperate asshole to exist if he even goes a day without getting to feel your warm pussy clench around his cock. you could literally just be visiting this guy at practice, trying to be the cute and loving girlfriend that you are by bringing them some food and he’ll be pulling you into the nearest empty room all the while ignoring chans’ scolds, fucking you up against the wall without mercy. constantly takes his stress and pent up frustration from work out on you so it’s safe to say that time isn’t a problem for him and he’ll be fucking you around four or five times a week at l e a s t ! absolutely obsessed with the sight of you crying on his cock and feels like there’s not enough hours in the day to fully enjoy the sight of your trembling figure beneath him, cheeks stained with tears and eyes dreamy and glazed, sucking cutely on his fingers as he fucks you nice and deep. quickies are also essential with this guy.

SEO CHANGBIN

he loves ! loves ! loves ! playing with your pretty pussy so much, to the point that chan will sometimes send him home during practice cause he’s repeatedly messing up the choreo, too distracted by the thought of finally having you wrapped snugly around his dick. unfortunately there’s not enough hours in his busy schedule to fully indulge in the sight of you completely fucked out and needy for him so he heavily relies on quick fucks whenever he can :( finds any excuse to have you over in the studio when he’s working late nights, feeling guilty as you struggle to keep your eyes open, looking oh so sweet drowning in his sweatshirt. but it’s not long before he has that very sweatshirt bundled up around your tummy, panties eagerly pushed to the side and cunt fluttering around his cock, small praises of ‘you’re taking such good care of me angel’ falling from his lips omg !!!! defiantly counts more on fast fucks before shows and getting you off in cramped closets at parties (he just loves making a mess out of you when he has the chance, no matter how risky it is) really depends on how much time he gets off from work so he only has the chance maybe around twice a week but he’ll always manage to sneak a little soft, slow fuck in there somewhere to make it up to you <333

HWANG HYUNJIN

could practically live with his face buried between your legs devouring your cunt until you’re trembling, sensitive and begging him to stop but unfortunately he has bills to pay and playing with your pretty pussy hours on end doesn’t cut it 🙄 gets easily frustrated and snippy with you and claims it’s cause he’s stressed at work but really he’s just sulky he hasn’t painted your cute cunt with his cum in what feels like days when really it’s been six hours calm down?? also has a lot of nights where he’s too tired from practice to do anything about the almost painful throbbing of his cock so cockwarming is a must in your relationship ! loves the closeness and intimacy it provides and lets out the prettiest gasp once he finally sinks into you, your cunt wrapping snugly around his veiny dick - the warmth and slight quiver of your pussy coaxing him to sleep in no time. if he wakes up earlier than usual you can bet your cute ass he’s gonna start his day off with some slow fucking; softly pushing his hips against your own, slowly stroking his cock deep against your slick walls and watching dreamily as your eyes flutter open, sleepy whines and incoherent begs falling from your pretty lips. chan always scolds him for being late to work but it’s worth it when he can fuck you like *god* intended him to. on busier weeks he’ll only have time maybe once or twice a week but during his breaks it’s honestly hard to get him off you, he’ll be begging for that pussy hourly.

HAN JISUNG

no matter how much you guys fuck it’ll never be enough for this guy 😭 comes home from practice everyday all gross and sweaty and the first thing this mf will do is blackmail you into taking a shower with him, promising he’ll keep his hands to himself but before you know it your face is being pressed into the cold tiles of the shower wall and he’s hiking one of your legs up to fuck into you deeper, your small whines and the warm slick of your walls coating his dick with every thrust only making him press into you harder and slower, the slight curve of his tip stretching you out so well - leaving you sobbing on his cock and wondering how tf this maniac comes home from a full day of practice with enough energy to fuck you dumb?? number one enthusiast in public sex, while the other boys are getting styled and prepped right before their performance he’s too busy fucking you over the sofa of an empty dressing room, or propping you up against the wall of a cramped closet space and eating your pussy out until you’re left raw, sensitive and covered in his spit, already knowing his stylist is gonna give him shit for the scuffs on his knees from kneeling down so long. he’ll be ready to go again as soon as he’s left that mf stage <333 if he had his way he’d be fucking you every free hour he has but since the world doesn’t spin in han jisung’s favour he settles for five/six times a week !

LEE FELIX

bless his heart, he can’t handle quickies - he always somehow makes them romantic and slow af and ends up being late to practice so he’s banned them altogether :( very much a ‘🥺🥺 i love you so much, lemme hold your hand while i go down on you 🥺’ type headass, even though you specially asked him to fuck you stupid but okay ig <3 just loves taking his time with you. unfortunately the rare times he actually has free are late nights after the studio and he’s always so sleepy and ready for bed but he doesn’t mind suffering from exhaustion the next day as long as you and your cute pussy are taken care of ! whether it’s in the form of some lazy, gentle fucking or softly eating away at your slit until your cheeks are stained with tears and you’re pathetically grinding against his tongue - as long as you’re falling asleep with your needs taken care of then he’s happy. also l o v e s when you take care of him too, he hates begging and coming off as desperate but some days all he wants to do is come home from work and fuck you into the mattress, and the fact that you allow him to use your body like he owns it makes his heart so sore. so sweet and considerate and wishes that he wasn’t so busy all the time so he could actually take care of you like you deserve. makes love to you maybe once a week, if at all, when he’s extremely busy - but on his calmer weeks you can bet he’s putting that cock to some good use.

KIM SEUNGMIN

this guy practically l i v e s with his cock stuffed inside your tiny pussy whenever he’s not busy at practice ! always manages to make time for you and has no problem fucking you in the dorms when he’s too tired to make the trip back to your apartment. doesn’t care if he’ll be late for work most days - if you’re not cumming around his cock, fingers or on his eager tongue then he isn’t leaving for shit. literally just hits the older members with ‘at least i’m getting some pussy unlike some people’ when they scold him for being late 😭 another smug bitch in the fact he’ll have no problem fucking you with other people around; if you’re out for dinner with the other boys it won’t be long until his fingers are brushing under your skirt, filling you up with his slender digits and curling them deep against your slick walls just to watch you fall apart in front of everyone, claiming sickness knowing full well the glassiness of your pretty eyes and the flush on your face was due to him stretching you out knuckle deep. fucks you good and deep each and every time so you can’t even be mad at this mf. nothing stops him from getting his dick wet so he’ll probably be fucking you around six times a week at least.

YANG JEONGIN

he’s young and has a scarily large amount of energy so you bet he’s gonna be drilling that cunt on the regular <333 he doesn’t like upsetting his hyungs though so he’ll sometimes have to leave you in the middle of getting you off and will feel so bad for the rest of the day for leaving your cunt wet and empty of his cock, spends the whole of practice thinking about it :( cause everyone is so whipped for him he gets more days off than the others and istg he doesn’t let you leave his bed until he’s made an absolute mess of you, both his cum and your own staining your cute folds, lips red and bruised from his eager kisses and pussy sore from his endless abuse - he swears there’s no better sight. whenever he is at work though he loves sitting in a corner by himself, earphones in while on facetime with you, watching as you tease and fuck yourself with your own fingers - your quiet begs of release making him wish he could ditch practice and replace your digits with his throbbing dick, promising to himself that as soon as he leaves he’s gonna fuck you so good and deep that it’ll ruin your own fingers for you (he also loves how much of a good girl you are that even when he’s not physically with you, you still ask him to cum :’)) tires to make as much time for you as possible but as much as he likes fucking you dumb he also really likes video games :/ so probably around three/four times a week at most with this dork !

who in skz is most likely to say ‘i know baby’ when you’re about to have an orgasm?

chan has definitely fallen victim to saying this in the middle of fucking you dumb more times than he can count. just loves the small signs you send him letting him know you’re about to spill, nails breaking the skin of his bicep and head rolling back as you arched further into his body, only able to utter small whimpers of his name as the heat in your tummy spread to your cunt. he’ll be sososo gentle and caring with you while fucking you through your orgasm, quiet whispers of ‘you’re doing so well for me’ and ‘i know baby, just let go’ falling from his lips as he focused on tipping you over the edge, cock mercilessly drilling into the tight hole of your pussy, the slight clench of your walls wrapping snugly around him only egging him on even more. just wants to be the reassuring, caring boyfriend he loves to claim to be while rearranging your guts 🥴

minho is such a smug little shit. never once takes his eyes off of you while fucking you with his tongue, notices every little twitch and squirm of your pretty face and knows exactly when and how close you are to finally drenching his face in your wetness. literally eats up every silent cry of his name and practically growls against your cunt once you finally let out a choked ‘p-please, i’m so close’, tears stinging your eyes from his endless stimulation on your clit, fucked out and head empty and only able to focus on the hot tongue pressing down hard against your slit - teeth nipping at your sensitive folds before sucking them in. loves ! loves ! loves the desperate rut of your hips to push your cunt further into his mouth, as if he wasn’t already basically devouring it anyway. the complete opposite of chan in the fact that there’s no care or warmth in his voice, a cocky ‘i know baby’ sounding out against your cunt as he continued to leave sloppy kisses against it, lapping up the wetness that leaked out of your tight hole. 

please, felix will be sososo gentle with you it’ll literally leave you staring at him like ??? just from how loving and caring he can be while balls deep inside your pussy :( hugs you so close to him and comforting whispers of ‘i know baby’ sounding out against the skin of your neck as he leaves hot kisses on the flesh, cock easily slipping into your cunt as your walls closed in around him - legs trembling and toes curling while he fucked you so well through your orgasm. will also hold your hand while you spill onto him, the small contact giving you a small sense of comfort as you momentarily black out from the intense feeling of the warmth in your pussy finally fading, ripping past your folds in slick wetness and onto his dick. will literally be so reassuring during sex, just always wants you to know he’s right there with you :’(

jeongin is such a sucker for saying this during sex !! he’s normally sososo mean to you but when you’re looking up at him oh so cutely with the prettiest fucked out expression on your face, lips swollen from his kisses and eyes glassy from being fucked for hours on end - he finds it hard to deny you. knows how much you crave his approval and when you stare up at him so 🥺 basically begging him to finally let you cum, he can’t help but to groan out a small ‘i know baby, go ahead’ with the most whipped smile on his face. just loves that you wait for his approval to finally cum and gives into you each and every time.

drabble: hands.

Pairing: bangchan x female reader

Warning: mature theme, edging, fingering (f.receiving), dirty talks

Word Count: 700+

It was an accident. He didn’t mean any of it, and neither did you.

It was a peaceful Saturday afternoon and the two of you agreed to stay home and watch a movie instead of going out. Through the glass window, you can see that the sun was about to set on the horizon when you were laying on your back, next to your boyfriend, Chan.

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stray kids' hyung line as romantic fanfiction tropes !

content. stray kids hyung line + hyunjin, non-idol!skz, gn!reader, idiots in love, lots of dialogues — fluff.

warning. mention of alcohol ( minho )

wordcount. 3,1k, each imagine is about 850 words long but some i got carried away for.

a/n. would you guys be interested in those scenarios being fully written? also, this is only my opinion. feel free to disagree and let me know what you would have done differently :-)

bang chan ( 방찬 ) as mutual pining

as far as he could remember, chan always liked you. he had never believed in love at first sight and he did not fall in like on the day he met you; but, to him, it was close enough and could be called such. whether he liked it or not, chan did in fact fancy you the moment he got to know a little more about you. if he ever was asked, he would not be able to tell what it was that had him fall hard and it did not bother him one bit. as cheesy as it could sound, chan loved thinking that it was the fact that you were so you, so incredibly kind and easy to talk to that had him become smitten.

it was as if it was meant to be. you laughed at his jokes, got involved in his hobbies and let him in on what was going on inside your head from time to time. over time, weeks maybe months, a strong bond had been formed between both of you; something chan took pride in. yet, no matter how much he loved you, chan could never bring himself to tell you about his feelings. actually, he had sworn he would never confess; not only out of fear of probably being rejected but also because he felt like he did not deserve any more than the close friendship you had built. more than that, he knew that you deserved much better.

what chan did not know, was that you felt the exact same way. though you did not fall as quick as he did, you fell just as hard. whatever chan did or said, you could not help but like him more. blush crept up your cheeks, your mouth went dry as he was trying to make conversation and your eyes could barely meet his; out of pure nervousness. though you had grown to fall in love with chan, with his personality, his flaws and numerous qualities, you did not want to tell him about your feelings. that relationship you had was extremely precious to you, a treasure you wanted to cherish for the many years to come.

even if you wanted to take your relationship to the next step you also felt like chan did not like you that way. no matter how you looked at it, you felt more like a best friend than a possible partner; and even if you tried to not think much of it, that hurt. you could not imagine yourself beside anyone else but bang chan. every single time you tried to get over it and get on with someone else, something tugged at your heartstrings, telling you to stop, that it was not right.

chan felt the same way. which is why, after months of pining on his own, he let go of everything that was holding him back. it was probably the fear of losing you or the fact that he needed to get this out of the way so that he could focus back on his work. that day, chan cut to the chase, not even letting you think before he opened his mouth.

"i've liked you for a while. like, a really long time actually and it's driving me crazy. can you reject me now and get this over with?"

oh. oh. so that was what had been going on. so that was how chan felt about all of this, about you, about you AND him actually. there was no way you could have ever figured it out on your own. before you could even think about it, you talked back.

"i'm gonna date you actually, if you don't mind."

chan did not mind.

lee know ( 리노 ) as drunken confession

minho had always been unreadable. all you knew was that he must have enjoyed spending time with you. no one else but him rung your bell at ungodly hours just because they wanted to sit with you and scroll through their multiple online timelines. no words had to be exchanged, he was like a cat who only wanted to be in your presence, spend time by your side without needing to constantly talk or do anything. minho was content with sitting in the same room as you and that was something you appreciated.

sometimes, though you wanted to see people, you did not feel like going all out and he got that like no other. over the course of a few weeks what used to be a simple friendship blossomed into a strong, incomparable bond.

minho was comfort and safety. whatever you told him, you knew he would not judge you. though he pretended to not care about what you had to say, he always intently listened. maybe it was in an effort to make you feel more comfortable.

minho had always been comprehensive and kind, despite not wanting to show it and instead prefering to tease you over seeming welcoming. yet, there was no fooling you. the way his face contorted in an expression of worry whenever you looked upset or started randomly tearing up in front of him was easy to spot.

he did not have to say it. you knew minho cherished you; there was no doubt that you were one of his closest friends, someone he held dear to his heart and came to whenever there was time. even if he did not tell you directly, minho was thankful he had met you and loved every passing second he spent by your side.

despite all of that, there was no way you could have guessed the way he truly felt about you. truth be told, minho had liked you for a long while. he did not plan on doing so, it just happened. unbeknownst to you, after a specific day he spent at your house and a few specific words you told him, he fell suddenly; and there was no going back.

he could not tell you. there was no way he would risk ruining that friendship which was so dear to him. yet, after a while, those feelings of his started to become overwhelming. so much so that you were always on his mind, whatever he did, however busy he was.

which is why, that night he spent at your house, drinking away as you were watching a boring movie, he could not help but let loose. it was the way you gently turned off the tv and shook his shoulder to stop him from dozing off on the living room floor. you had not been drinking, pretending you had lots of stuff to get done the following day. upon seeing your face painted with the gentlest of all smiles, he opened his mouth as you helped him up.

"that's why i love you, y/n. you always take such great care of me. you're always there, so welcoming, sooooo so kind. i really-," he trailed off. "i've really liked you for a while, so much."

you were taken aback. you had never considered minho in that way. neither had you ever thought of him liking you like that. because he was minho afterall, so minho it was almost overwhelming. hearing him say all of that had you blush like crazy. you stumbled and almost fell as you helped him get comfy on the couch. though drunk, he could tell you were all shaken up by the bomb he had just dropped.

"think about it, okay?" he continued, a confident smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

oh, you would think about it; much more than you would ever want to admit.

changbin ( 창빈 ) as bed sharing

it was simple. you and your eight friends had planned out a trip to the coast. hyunjin had been annoying about wanting to look at the sea and sketch the way waves crashed against the shore for weeks now and everyone was over it. which is why, one night you all spent together at the bar lead to chan asking whether everyone wanted to travel to the beach. minho was not too fond of the idea at first, saying that organizing trips was a hassle and that he was not about to worry himself sick over everything going well, which han rolled his eyes at. minho had always acted as if no one but him had their shit together but, truth be told, you had to give him that.

when you were reunited as nine, things always seemed to go south. either the weather was not on your side when you decided to FINALLY leave the indoors or someone always ended up getting hurt while doing mundane tasks. it was as if the universe was against you living your lives peacefully. but, in a way, it was a little funny. felix getting eaten up by mosquitos to the point his left arm was completely covered in bites you could draw constellations by connecting them with an ink pen was pretty hilarious. especially after he had giggled at jeongin getting bitten right on the top of his nose the day before. 'serves him right', you had thought.

after a little ( a lot ) of convincing, minho finally caved. he agreed on a three-day trip to the nearest beach. you would go by train and stay at a hotel not too far from the city centre as those close to the sea were much more expensive and you did not have that kind of money yet. in an effort to save money, you had chosen to rent four rooms for the nine of you, one of which could hold three people whereas the others were made for two.

after a round of rock paper scissors, the roommates were decided. you and changbin would room together which you were not ecstatic about. not that you disliked changbin, far from it actually. for as long as you could remember, you had the hugest crush on him. when seungmin introduced you to changbin after meeting first during a lecture you both shared, you knew there was something about him. changbin, though far from intimidating, carried himself in a manner that made you a little shy. he was confident, wellspoken and got involved with other people easily. those things and many others had you charmed. no matter how hard you tried, you felt as though there was no way you could hide your attraction to changbin. so, really, sharing a room with him was not going to help your case.

you comforted yourself with the knowledge that you had booked twin rooms. even though you would have to sleep in the same room, at least you would not be insanely close to one another.

or so you thought.

after a five hour train travel, you arrived to the coast and walked around the city you and your friends would be staying in for a little under an hour until you found your hotel. once there, you accompanied chan to the desk, grabbing the keycards you then went to give the other boys. the travel had tired you out, and you decided to stay in for the night. so, you all went to your rooms.

accompanied by changbin, you walked towards the door adorning the number 109, your room. after scanning your keycard, you walked in as changbin was making smalltalk with you about how the air here felt much different than in the capital and how he was so excited to check out the hotel's gym tomorrow morning. you talked just as much as he did, despite being nervous about this entire rooming-with-your-crush situation you unfortunately got roped into. at least, it could not get any worse than this. but, lo and behold, it did the second you set foot in your supposedly twin bedroom.

though you had booked two seperate beds for the both of you, there in the middle of the minimally decorated room laid a two-people bed. your heart sank and your stomach did exactly two loopings as changbin let out a confused half-yell ( because it was late at night and people were probably sleeping ). he sighed loudly, and blamed bang chan under his breath.

"i'll go back to the front desk and ask whether we can switch rooms," he said after dropping his bag in the entryway.

that left you some time to get over your emotions. there was no way this was happening to you, especially not in changbin's presence. sleeping in the same bed? that was off the table. how were you supposed to remain calm—with the man of your dreams a few centimeters away from you—and not die? you did not want to know.

changbin came back a few minutes later, looking slightly annoyed.

"it's fully booked. we can't switch rooms."

seems like you were, in fact, about to know!

"i'll sleep on the floor, okay? you can take the bed, y/n." changbin offered.

or not? that was so kind of him but you were not about to let changbin sleep on the cold hard floor. he was probably exhausted from the travel too.

"no it's fine. let's both sleep on the bed. i don't mind" you said, trying to sound confident.

"are you sure? we don't have to do that if you're not comfortable with it."

"that's fine, really. let's just get to bed, alright?"

you felt lightheaded the entire night. you could feel warmth radiating from changbin's body despite laying back to back. you could feel the way the mattress slightly sunk to his side and hear the rhythm of his breathing. needless to say, you did not get any sleep that night. did changbin? you might never know.

let's just say the day after was interesting for the other boys to say the least.

hyunjin ( 현진 ) as fake dating

"okay, just hear me out" hyunjin started as you opened the door to your locker in an attempt to hide his face.

"oh come on, don't be a bitch," he continued, stepping to the side so that you could look right into his eyes "i need a favor, it's the first and last i'll ever ask of you."

"and i told you i was not interested didn't i? right now, i need you to walk away and leave me alone." you replied, placing a few books into your locker before slamming the door shut and walking to your next class.

"y/n, please!" hyunjin cried out.

you stopped. never in the months you had known of The hwang hyunjin had you ever heard him beg, let alone mouth the word 'please'. it had a pleasant rung to it, something that made your stomach flip and your heart beat a little faster but you did not comment on it.

you spun to face him again and waited until he took the few steps that separated you. as if he was afraid to be heard, hyunjin looked around—just to make sure everyone had left the halls already. you were alone and that did not help the slow increase of your heart rate. 'weird', you thought.

"listen, i know how that sounds but i really need you to date me"

upon hearing this absolute madness of a sentence, you let out a strange strangled noise that came all the way from the pits of your stomach before laughing out loud. hyunjin had the audacity to frown his eyebrows at your demeanor, as if YOU were the weird one here and he did not just say the stupidest thing you had ever heard.

"where does that even come from?" you asked after composing yourself back.

"why do you care? i don't wanna date for real anyway, but like, can't we just pretend we do?"

at that, you got even more confused but decided to overlook it, "well if you want to 'date' me you've got to at least give me one valid reason"

hyunjin could not help but roll his eyes and let his head hang low for a few seconds. once he looked back at you, he sighed. "i just need people off my back. dating someone would be so much easier right now, i wouldn't get constantly stared at and maybe some girls would leave me alone? i don't know i just- i just need some space and i believe i'd get it by pretending to date you."

"yeah see, that's where you're losing me. why does it even have to be me? can't someone else take on the job, i'm not interested in acting"

"it can't be anyone else. it just has to be you!" he exclaimed.

"um... mind explaining why that is?"

"i can't. please, y/n." he begged again "i'm not gonna ask for anything else. can't you just hold my hand in public and kiss the back of my neck when you hug me from behind or let me tuck stray hairs behind your ear? it's not gonna be any more than that, i promise. please."

hyunjin was desperate. despite the fact that he was barely an acquaintance you were very comfortable speaking to, you could not help but feel bad. so, you did the next most logical thing and accepted whatever request he had.

without even realizing it became a habit, hyunjin started walking you to school and back home. he would grab your hand in the hallways and softly smile at you whenever you would sit in the same classroom. hyunjin would have lunch with you almost everyday and lay his head on your lap as you were sitting on the grass, commenting on the clouds' shapes. he knew how to hold a conversation, how to make you feel cared for and special.

your friends started to question it but you always remained vague, as a way to protect both you and hyunjin. your fake boyfriend was beyond thankful for you. after a few weeks of this game you played, he admitted to feeling much more comfortable ever since he claimed to be dating you. girls started gravitating around him less and less, leaving him with enough space to function without feeling like he was suffocating.

the introvert inside hyunjin was having a field trip and being able to help him feel at least a little bit more like himself was enough.

dating hyunjin was never something you had ever considered. it just happened. and though at first you were thankful for it to only be playing pretend, you ended up catching yourself wish for hyunjin to be yours.

did he wish the same, you might never know. there was no way you would ever ask him anyway. playing pretend was enough, for now.

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unlike jisung, chan took the more subtle approach with his oral fixation. well, he did… then you came into his life and chan was more obsessed than ever before. and you fucking knew it too. always giving him little smirks across the table as you’d lean over to wipe a drop of his drink from his lips. swiping your tongue over your bottom lip while staring him dead in the eyes.

and then there were the times you would speak. each word going right to his cock and making chan suck on his lip because you wouldn’t sit on his face.

“oh channie, you’ve got something right there… oh! you missed it baby, let me get it”

“oh fuck this tastes so good! you should really give it a try, channie, here!”

“don’t you just love lollipops? i know i do - the way it feels on my lips and how addictively sweet the taste is… are you alright bub? you look a little pale?”

your torture was endless, but it was worth it. because, finally, chan had you right where he had been dreaming - straddling his head and riding his face while his tongue was buried deep in your dripping cunt.​

𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗩!𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗬 𝗞𝗜𝗗𝗦

warning: fem!reader, dom/sub dynamics, pervy behavior n antics

chan ; chan feels bad. he can’t help but feel guilty every time he catches his gaze wondering, staring at your chest or your thighs, imagining what they’d look like covered in his cum. or imagining how your face would look when he sinks his cock in you, how you’d whine his name and how your body would writhe around under him, telling him how good he feels. he always ends up getting himself worked up and he has to go jerk off in the bathroom :(

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