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ONE-SHOTS

✧ 𝕐𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕛𝕦𝕟 [txt] // 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴

⋆* ˚✦ °.⋆────𝓘𝓌𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝒷𝑒 𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖓 ─⋆*:⋆✘⋆.»⋆*･ﾟ✦.⋆*

‼️ [ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ] ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ & ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʀɪꜱᴋ ‼️

ONE-SHOTS

✦ 𝕐𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕛𝕦𝕟 [txt] // 𝙉𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮

✦ 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕙𝕠 [skz] // 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙀𝙮𝙚𝙨

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✦ 𝙍𝙪𝙣𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 (𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙚) [txt // yeonjun, taehyun]

hi! ur blog is 💕❤️‍🔥💕 hard thoughts: I can’t stop thinking about yeonjun dirty talking 😵‍💫 I bet he loves to really rile up his partner with his teasing words like “look how wet I’m making you”

hmm, yj + dirty talk sounds like heaven—or maybe hell's paradise, who knows 😩

lips glistening with your slicks and his saliva, raising his head to see your face after pressing kisses all over your throat after noticing your soft whimpers. whispering 'filthy slut can't talk cos i fucked her dumb?' and 'save your breath, gone make a good use of ur mouth after i rearrange your insides' in a low tone, growling into your ear after saying that

and lucky for you, yeonjun is a man of words ^-^

Any yeonjun hard thoughts pls 😮‍💨😮‍💨

dacryphilia with yeonjun will always break him. he's the type where if he sees you crying while moaning his name it'd boost his ego. he loves how he has fucked you dumb and overstimulated you with pleasure. this correlates with him being on a more possessive stance specially if he's really into you.

"is my little whore loving the way i fuck her?" he asked you. caressing your tear stained face. pleased with how messy you've become under him. he'd flip you over, bending you so that your back is pressed on his back.

"what? you're just going to cry?" he mocked you. pace unrelenting from behind. he held your chin firmly. before pulling your hair towards him. making you moan in both pleasure and pain.

"you should see how messy you're being. i bet you won't recognize how much of a whore you've become." he told you. letting your hair go, before pressing your back towards the mattress.

"you're so pretty like this." he told you. watching you cry his name in pleasure.

song: 𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝕷𝖎𝖕𝖘 - 𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖓 𝕳𝖎𝖑𝖑 🫦

Yeonjun x afab!reader // 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 1.2𝘬

𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝓅𝓈, 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝑔𝑜𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔 ✦ 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒻𝓁𝒾𝓅𝓈, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝑔𝑜𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝒻𝓁𝑜𝒶𝓉𝒾𝓃

‼️ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: smut, oral (f!receiving), mentions of drug use (weed), dirty talk, use of the word slut once

©𝗻𝗼𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗳𝗲𝗶 <𝟯 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗱. 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗽𝘆 𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺. 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺 𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝘀 𝗮𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻.

“You're staring.”

Your boyfriend’s voice broke you from your stupor and, realizing you were staring at his lips, you quickly fixed your gaze. “No I wasn’t!”

Your boyfriend’s voice broke you from your stupor and, realizing you were staring at his lips, you quickly fixed your gaze. “No I wasn’t!”

Yeonjun giggled. “Damn, I had some good shit, huh?”

You playfully rolled your eyes at him. He had invited you over to his dorm to smoke and play video games, but that second part of the plan was long forgotten after the blunt was finished. Now, you two were laying across his bed, completely stoned and just enjoying each other’s company. Yeonjun had put on some chill r&b playlist of his and it was definitely helping you to relax.

Yeonjun shifted closer to you, but you quickly rolled over to face away from him. You could almost feel the competitive fire igniting in him, heating up the air around the two of you, exciting you as well. You felt his strong arms wrap around you, pulling you into him until your back was against his chest. His soft lips met the shell of your ear, sending a shiver through you. “You wanna tell me what you were staring at?” His voice was low and sultry, and you knew he knew exactly what you were staring at, but he loved playing with you.

After a moment of your silence, he turned you to face him, just to be met with you sticking your tongue out at him. Yeonjun chuckled lowly, his eyes locked onto yours. He was intimidating in the most exciting way. “I wasn’t staring!” You stubbornly insisted.

Instead of replying, Yeonjun stared you down. What was he thinking abo-oh.

His tongue darted out over his lips to wet them, the movement breaking your eyes away and onto his plump, pillowy lips. He smirked and your gaze returned to his. Your breathing grew heavier as his eyes darkened. Fuck, he had you now. “Like what you see?” He pursed his lips and you giggled, trying to ignore the wetness growing between your legs. Maybe you still had a chance.

You crawled on top of him, pinning him to the bed. You knew damn well this man was strong enough to break free if he wanted, but he seemed to be allowing you to take your turn with him. You brought your face closer, stopping so your lips were mere centimeters away from his own. Yeonjun’s eyes were red, lids low, an intensity in his gaze as he waited to see what you would do. Your boyfriend was already hot as hell, but when you two were high? He was irresistible.

Your confidence wavered for a moment and he noticed, taking the opportunity to lean forward and kiss you hard. Your high made you way more sensitive and a small whimper left your throat as he wrapped his arms around you. Yeonjun smiled against your mouth before swiping his tongue over your bottom lip. You immediately opened your mouth, letting him completely take over the kiss.

His tongue explored your mouth, one hand supporting the back of your head while the other groped your curves. The air around you too only grew hotter. You knew you lost the game, but you definitely didn’t mind now.

Yeonjun’s ego was fed, a sexy cockiness taking over him as he dragged his tongue against your own and felt your body giving in to him. He rolled you over, pinning you to the bed beneath him. You chased his lips as he broke the kiss, but he turned his head to trail kisses from your jaw to your ear. “If you wanted to feel my lips on you, Babygirl,” he purred as he took your earlobe between his teeth and tugged, “all you had to do was ask.”

He leaned down as if to kiss you again, but pulled away when you tried to meet his lips. You whined out, eyes staring up at him wide and pleading. Your desperation was amusing him. To make things more humiliating, he pulled back far enough to take in your whole face, admiring your glossy eyes and heated cheeks. As he pinned your arms above your head, you had nowhere to hide, forced to fully face his intimidating gaze. “Fuck,” you whispered. “Please?”

“What was that, Darling?” He teased, tilting his ear closer to you. “I couldn’t quite hear you.”

He was going to be the death of you. “Yeonjun, please! I need your lips on me, please.” Your begging paid off, fueling the blazing fire in his eyes, and he planted a firm kiss to your lips before traveling down your body. You squeaked as he nearly ripped your sweatpants off, jolting as the cold air met your core.

“Fuck, Y/n, no underwear?” Yeonjun groaned before gripping your thighs with his strong hands and pulling your center closer to his face. He spread your legs wide, massaging your thighs and admiring your slick folds. You shivered as his breath fanned over your core, your eyes meeting his burning, black ones. “My pretty little slut, so dirty for me. Lemme show you what my lips can do, Baby.”

You watched Yeonjun lean down and kiss your clit lightly before beginning to viciously make out with your pussy. Your body reactively tried to rise to meet his mouth, but his arms held your hips firm against the mattress. Cries of pleasure left your lips as his tongue explored your folds, coming up to flick your clit hard before licking down over your hole and back up. He was driving you mad with pleasure, the weed not helping to keep you grounded. He devoured you like a man starved. You cried out as he sucked on your clit, your own voice sounding foreign to you. “Fuck, Yeonjun!” You whined, unable to form the right words for what you wanted.

He slowed down, keeping your hips pinned as he lazily dragged his tongue around your hole. He remained there for a moment, the way your hole clenched with every pass of his wet muscle had him reaching a new high. He kissed your pussy lightly before pulling away just enough to make eye contact with you. “Fuck, Baby, you look so fucking beautiful like this, all spread out for me.” He growled, lips glistening with your juices. Another kiss to your lower lips. “You gonna cum all over my tongue, hm? Gonna make a pretty mess on my pretty lips?”

You whined desperately, too worked up to produce a proper response. And of course, Yeonjun noticed.

“You’re so cute when you’re high, it just makes me want to ruin you even more.” He lowered his lips until they were just above your folds, eyes remaining locked on yours. “Use my mouth, Baby. I want to feel you cum around my tongue.” At that, he poked his tongue around your hole before shoving it inside you. He released his grip on your thighs, allowing you to grind against his tongue as he fucked it in and out of you. His fingers pinched your clit and you suddenly came hard. He lapped at your folds, letting you ride out your orgasm, licking up every last drop of you until you began to whine from overstimulation.

You pushed his head up and admired his blown out eyes and wet lips. “Jesus, you’re something else, Choi Yeonjun,” you huffed, pulling his face towards yours, kissing him deeply. You moaned as you tasted yourself on his lips. After a moment, you pulled back slightly. “My turn to show you what my mouth can do.” He smiled wide and quickly yanked off his pants. The night was just beginning.

𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑔: 𝔑𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔅𝔬𝔶 - 𝔄𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔠 - 𝕬𝖀𝕽𝕺𝕽𝕬 🌿

Yeonjun x afab!reader // 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 1.2𝘬

𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝒷𝑜𝓎 ☽ 𝒶 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒 𝑒𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝑜𝓎

‼️ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: dark content (do not read if uncomfortable), dub!con, mind control, kidnapping, smut, pet names (little one, kitten), bondage, fantasy

©𝗻𝗼𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗳𝗲𝗶 <𝟯 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗱. 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗽𝘆 𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺. 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺 𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝘀 𝗮𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻.

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An ocean of trees before you, so tempting to enter. After the day you’ve had, you desperately needed something to clear your head. You decided taking a walk would do. After all, you moved to this small town only recently, after discovering your grandmother had left her house to you in her will. 

A cute small house in a cute small town. A small town surrounded by an enormous forest. Your grandmother used to warn you about these woods during your visits. “Ghosts haunt amongst these trees,” she would say.

The forest was mysteriously dark, even in the middle of a bright day such as this. The rays of sun that broke through the shadows painted fallen leaves in gold. The scenery before you was absolutely beautiful, luring you into its depths.

…

You jumped at the sight of the boy suddenly in front of you. His glossy skin contrasted greatly with his shaggy, black hair. His bangs fell over his fox-like eyes. He was intriguingly beautiful, his presence calming and exciting you simultaneously. But you sensed something else, something dark. It was too subtle to truly grasp what it was, but you felt a power radiating from the man. He was mesmerizing. Yet, something about him still whispered in your thoughts "danger."

You realized you couldn't move. The man's dark eyes grazed over your form and his pouty lips parted in interest. "Lost, are you?"

His voice awoke you from your trance. You blinked a few times, trying to gather your thoughts. "U-uh, yeah.” He gave a small smirk at your stutter. “Sorry, I just went for a walk to relax, but I think I've lost my way."

"Well, it’s almost dark. You need to be careful out in the depths of this forest.” The man said, winking at you. Then, his voice lowered. “You never know what kind of creatures are lurking in these shadows."

You finally lifted your gaze from the beautiful man in front of you to the sky above. When did it get so dark? The sun was mostly over the horizon, only a little sliver of light remaining, drowning the forest in darkness. "Shit." You glanced back at the man. The rising moon aided in giving him an even more ethereal glow. "I'm sorry, but-um, do you know the way back to town?"

He seemed to be amused with you, though you couldn't understand why. Or why he was out alone in the forest so late. Did he live here? Maybe he has a home nearby and you could stay there for the night. But were you really willing to stay at a stranger's home in the middle of the woods?

"You're a few hours away from civilization." The man's voice brought back your attention. "It'll be too dark before you even get close to home."

You locked eyes with him, anxiety quickly rising. What were you supposed to do? Your grandma warned you about these woods. She never let you go in to them as a child, and even now, she would kill you if she knew you were here at night. She used to tell you stories of how people disappeared in these woods, but you never believed it. They were just tales told to children. Still, you did not want to be stuck in the woods at night.

"You can stay with me tonight, if you'd like." There it was. The offer was so tempting, you couldn't lie. The man was absolutely captivating. But something nagged at you still, something more than the rational anxiety of being alone in the woods with a stranger. "Tell me, Little One, what's your name?" He took a step closer, hand cupping your cheek and tilting your head up to lock eyes with him. You felt yourself going to answer immediately, but choked on your words before it was too late.

You kept eye contact with the man, trying your very best to look brave and unaffected even though your hands trembled. "What's yours?"

He smirked, fingers tracing over your cheekbone down to your jawline, dark eyes devoured you. His lips came within centimeters of your own. "Yeonjun,” he whispered, the warmth of his breath tickling your lips.

"Yeonjun." You repeated to yourself, enjoying the feeling of his name on your tongue. He smirked, seeming to just as much enjoy hearing you say his name.

"Now it's only polite to tell me yours in return."

Again, your voice caught in your throat. Your body wanted to do as he says, but something still pulled at your thoughts, a warning you couldn't quite recall.

Yeonjun chuckled lowly. "You don't have to be afraid, Little One." He leaned in and your heart pounded in your chest. His lips grazed your ear as he whispered. "Just tell me your name and I'll keep you safe."

"Y/n,” you breathed. You couldn't fight it anymore. He was all around you; his comforting scent, his sultry voice, his firm body, it was overwhelming. You were completely weak to the stranger before you.

"Y/n." Your name coming from his lips made you shiver. "May I take you away tonight, Y/n?" The fingers that rested on your jaw now traced down to your throat, and you felt completely powerless as your head nodded. Yeonjun's hand released your throat to grasp your own hand. He backed away, leaving you feeling cold, except for where your fingers were intertwined. "Come, Little One."

The man guided you deeper into the woods. The darkness enveloped you, the moon your only source of light, but you couldn't have felt more at ease. The two of you came upon a small clearing. Yeonjun stopped, turning to face you. He admired how the moonlight kissed your skin. "You'll be safe here with me, Y/n."

Whatever warning you were trying to remember completely disappeared when he said your name. You felt lighter, anchored to the earth only by his touch. "I-" Your mind was foggy, thoughts scattered. He smirked, the hand not holding yours reaching up to tuck your hair behind your ear. Your breathing grew heavy as you felt a need within you suddenly burning hot. A small mewl escaped your lips.

His finger gently traced your jaw to your lips as he softly shushed you. "So cute,” he breathed. “Like a little kitten." His finger tugged at your lip and you instantly took it into your mouth. He was pleased, admiring how you obediently responded to him. You sucked on his finger, your tongue tracing around it as you felt yourself grow only needier. "It's been a while since such an adorable human wandered into my forest." His words woke your mind slightly, though the fog was still heavy. You tried hard to focus on what he was saying despite your body betraying you.

"Yeonjun,” you squeeked around his finger. His other hand let go of yours, coming to caress your hair. He chuckled at the confusion in your eyes. You were becoming so far gone in his charm, but you were still fighting it. What a peculiar human.

"Yes, Kitten?" He was curious what was holding you back from falling completely under his spell. Yeonjun was one of the strongest charmers amongst the Fae. He pulled his finger from your mouth to allow you to speak.

For a moment, you felt more aware. The memory hit you like a wave. Never give them your name. Oh, no. "Wha-what are you?" Your breath was barely above a whisper. Your body shivered, in fear or cold, you weren't sure. Probably both.

"You don't remember stepping into my realm?"

You thought back, desperately fighting through the mental fog. You remember the stream and the fallen tree and-

The fairy ring.

No, that was just a story. A children's tale.

Do not step into mushroom circles. Your grandmother had warned you. Never give them your name.

"The Fae." You breathed. Yeonjun smiled down at you.

"A name is power, Y/n." Yeonjun spoke, still caressing your hair. You felt yourself being lulled back into the blissful feeling, thoughts slipping away from you once more as your mind opened itself up to the Fae before you. "I was worried I'd have to trick you, but you have been so obedient for me." Your eyelids grew heavy as his hands cupped your face and he drew you closer. “I promise to reward you for your obedience, Kitten."

His soft lips met yours in a deep kiss. It was like something sparked to life inside you. You threw your arms around Yeonjun, pulling him closer, breathing him in. His tongued parted your lips and explored your mouth, swallowing every little whimper you made. Fingers played with your hair, his teeth tugging on your bottom lip, and you felt like you were a volcano on the verge of erupting.

Yeonjun pulled you down with him, lying you in the grass with him resting above you. The cold dew meeting your bare skin had you shivering, but you barely registered your missing clothes.

His dark gaze met yours, something completely wild and dangerous burning in the depths of his eyes. His large hand gripped both your wrists, pinning them above your head. His lips danced across your neck, tongue poking out to run over your jaw. Yeonjun suddenly nipped at your jaw, something that could only be described as animalistic leaving your throat. You felt the fairy smile against your skin.

"Let me take control, Little One." He whispered, lips brushing against your ear. Yeonjun had seduced many times before, but there was something different about you. He enjoyed taking his time, pleased when your hips rutted up against his. He felt drunk off the smell of your arousal. His hand wrapped around your throat and squeezed, shifting whatever words you had to say into an embarrassing moan.

Something slithered around your wrists and ankles, keeping you in place. Before you could turn to see what it was, the hand that was holding your wrists fell to grasp your jaw. The fairy kept your eyes on his angelic face. You tried to wiggle your wrists, but to no avail. He smirked, tilting your head up so you could glimpse at what trapped you. Vines ensnared your wrists, binding them together above your head.

"Tell me, Y/n," Yeonjun began, guiding you back to face him. "What is it you desire?"

Him. You wanted him. You were too far gone to think about anything else. You wanted to give him everything, let him have full control over you. But you couldn't find your voice.

Yeonjun grew impatient and you felt as the vines on your ankles spread your legs wide. His hand left your throat to smack your inner thigh, causing your core to drip with need. "You!” You squeeked out, losing whatever control you had left in your grasp. "I want you, Yeonjun. I want to feel you. I need to feel you.”

He seemed pleased with your answer, his fingers tracing closer to your soaked folds. Usually Fae would kill their toys when they were done playing with them. But as Yeonjun’s fingers slid into you with ease, he watched your face contort in pleasure. It was the most beautiful sight. He had to see it more. He placed a soft kiss to your forehead. “From tonight on, Little One, you will forever be mine.”

as the smell of alcohol, drunk crowds of people and loud, noise music consumes you everywhere, you just broke up with your ex in this club and as you're walking away from the argument, you felt his eyes are still on to you. you might as well give him a show. you grabbed that stranger who you've been eyeing for a little while you were waiting for your ex to come. you started dancing with him along with the huge crowd as your back faces him, waving your hips from side to side slowly against his crotch, closing your eyes in the process with a naughty grin. the man seemed to enjoy this as he places his right hand on to your waist, guiding it as you move through the music and tilting his head to stare at your face from behind. his other hand found its place on the side of your thigh with fabric of your dress. aside from loud music, heavy breaths can be heard from the both of you. he caught a glimpse of someone staring at you both furiously which happened to be your ex. smirking, he tightens the grip on your waist and stared back at him intensely, he gives few kisses on your bare shoulder. you responded with a chuckle due to how it tickles you before leaning his face forward to your neck, you tilted your head to the side as few giggles emitted from your lips, pressing your body against him even more, the smell of alcohol and men perfume on him being clear to you before he grins and started licking from your neck straight to your earlobe in one swipe, biting it gently while staring at him with his high and tired yet siren eyes, his smirk never left and still very evident from his lips.