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Bang Chan [& Berry] ⧠Eternity
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anything for you.
content: sub!vernon, service top? vernon? but like without the top, fem!reader, oral (reader receiving), praise, cringe romance bc i canât write romance ew, i think around 1.3k words, not proofread sorry hehe
âi don't even know how to thank you for tonight, i seriously owe you big time.â you sigh, leaning your head on vernonâs shoulder.
you let out an obnoxious yawn. itâs a miracle youâre even standing right now, watching impatiently as the elevator climbs every floor at an agonizing pace.
you had both just come from a dreadfully long concert for one of your favorite artistsâone that vernon had never even heard of before. he had only gone because he figured itâd be safer if someone came with you, rather than stupidly going alone like you had planned to do.
it was a good idea that he came along, though. you don't know what would've happened if he wasn't there to shove away unwanted flirty advances or hold you close when people got too rough. his safe presence made enjoying the concert a whole lot easier. you were truly grateful for him.
âdon't worry about it. despite what you think, tonight wasnât some annoying chore for me.â
you perk your head up, gesturing for him to elaborate.
he continues, turning to look down at you, âitâs fun watching you have fun.â
you look at him in disbelief.
âyouâre too nice, i donât get it.â
he opens his mouth but before he can say anything, he's interrupted by the elevator doors sliding open.
âhmm?â you ask, stepping out and waiting for him to follow.
âno nothing.â he brushes it off.
the two of you trudge down the hallway to your apartment. it takes you literal centuries to locate your keys to unlock the door and when you do, you all but collapse inside. he follows in after you, grabbing your forearm to keep you from toppling over.
âyou didn't even drink, how are you falling?â
âeverything aches, especially my feet. these heels are killing me.â
his eyes flicker down and then back up at you. he starts to get down on his knees and you raise an eyebrow in confusion. looking at you for approval, his hand moves to untie the lace straps wrapped around your calf.
âcan i?â he asks.
you nod slowly and find yourself staring back a little too long, admiring the way he looks up through his long lashes.
he breaks eye contact first to finish with your laces, then lifts your foot to take the heel completely off. your hand subconsciously falls to his head for support, tugging lightly on his hair to balance yourself.
he lets out a subtle whimper at your action, causing his face to redden in embarrassment. you smile to yourself in satisfaction, knowing the little inklings you had about his sexual preferences were right.
with one heel off, he switches to your other foot, untying the laces and removing the heel with the same gentle concentration as before. every warm touch he leaves on your skin pulls you further and further into your thoughts, imagining all of the things youâd do to him if he let you.
you were rarely uncomfortable with vernon. in fact, you two were so close that almost nothing flustered you. it wasnât uncommon to be touchy or even a little flirty, but something about this felt different.. more intimate.
you sigh in relief when both feet are freed, running your fingers through his hair in gratitude. he leans into your touch and looks up at you again with those same adoring eyes.
âfeel better?â he asks, glad to be of some help.
âmm, much better. youâre so good to me.â
âof course, anything for you.â he smiles shyly.
âanything?â you smirk.
his hand that is still unknowingly caressing your ankle flexes for a moment. he doesnât have to think twice about it. heâs known since the moment heâs met you that there wasnât a thing he wouldnât do for you, especially when it came to your pleasure.
âanything.â he vows with absolute certainty.
the word shoots straight to your core. thereâs nothing more attractive than complete and utter devotion.
itâs his turn to watch in confusion and then in shock as you hike your dress up to your hips, spreading your legs apart to reveal the large wet patch on your panties.
âyouâd take care of this for me then, right?â
he gulps, not able to think clearly while his face is so unbelievably close to your heat.
you furrow your brows in concern, tilting his chin up so he can look at your face and not at the arousal dripping down your legs.
âvern, you good? we donât have to-â
âno please i want to. need to make you feel good. please.â
you chuckle a little at his sudden eagerness.
âthen make me feel good baby, use your mouth.â
he hesitantly reaches out to hook his fingers into your panties, looking back up at you for reassurance.
âthatâs it, keep going.â
he carefully slides your panties off of your hips and down your legs, watching as the soaked fabric peels off of your core. a string of arousal connects from your bare pussy to the material, and he swears he could cum untouched from the lewdness of it all.
you take the panties from him and toss them aside, widening your stance for easier access. he moves in closer until his breath tickles your core, lips hovering just centimeters away from it.
he looks up at you, waiting for your permission before he starts, despite being painfully needy.
âgo ahead baby, you can taste me.â
his eyes stay fixed on yours as he slowly swipes his tongue through your folds once to test the waters.
he canât even wait 3 more seconds before heâs moving in again to eagerly lick and suck at your pussy, already drunk off of your arousal.
you lace your fingers through his hair and tug him closer to you, adding more pressure to his movements. he lets out a whimper that goes straight to your core, causing your footing to falter slightly. after jumping around at a concert all night, your legs might legitimately give out at any second.
he notices and brings the weight of your thigh over his shoulder, giving himself easier access in the process. his movements are rough and sloppy, but the pressure is perfect and every time he whimpers, youâre brought closer and closer to release.
âjust like that. youâre doing so good for me baby, making me feel so good.â
the praise only spurs him on more and you can tell heâs working hard because of the violent flush all over his cheeks. after the most exhausting night imaginable, he still gives you his all, even as itâs taking every last ounce of energy in him.
youâre overwhelmed with love and arousal at the realization, so much so, that youâre brought to the edge sooner than you expected.
âoh fuck- vern. gonna- gonna cum already.â
he continues with what heâs doing, eyes widening when your other hand also laces through his hair, tugging his face into your heat even more. he lets you use him as you need, following your movements obediently. eventually youâre moving his mouth onto your pussy yourself, roughly grinding his tongue against your clit.
your orgasm hits you hard. itâs a struggle to even stay standing as your entire body threatens to go limp. you canât tell if itâs from the concert or the orgasm but your vision blurs and your ears ring violently.
when your full orgasm washes over you, you have to push his head away and drop next to him on the floor, catching your breath and regaining your senses.
when youâve finally gained the strength to speak again, vernonâs already helping you stand up to go shower. he puts your arm around his neck for support, but practically carries you there himself.
âthank you,â you say meekly, âthat felt so good vern. you have to be so tired after all youâve done for me today, i canât understand how or why you do it?â
âbecause i want to.â he says, like the answer is obvious.
âwell, i appreciate it more than youâll ever know. i truly donât deserve how good you are to me, but iâll make it up to you somehow i promise.â
âyou donât have to. iâd still do anything for you.. no matter what.â
[ 05:55 ] - c.hs
pair: vernon x fem!reader. w/c: 2k content: pwp/smut. (MINORS DO NOT HAVE MY CONSENT TO INTERACT). married au. christmas drabble. warnings: swearing. bad jokes/festive innuendoes throughout. smut tags UTC. notes: yes this is several days late. no i am not taking questions. notes 2.0: at the time of writing i am stuck in a very grim post-xmas limbo (see: entirely too full of cheese and also regret), however i remain down horrendous for this loser so here we are. enjoy. <3
smut tags: spooning -> forking. fingering, nipple play, talk of spicy dreams incl. a blowjob. piv sex. breeding kink (see: hills i will die on). creampie! cockwarming. itâs all very domestic. barely proof read. please let me know if i have forgotten anything.
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Soft lips against the shell of your ear accompany you on your return to the land of the living, several hours earlier than youâd ideally like to be awake and definitely long before the sun decides to make its own face known. Your room is dark and the air is bitterly cold, even wrapped up under your bedsheets, even tangled in the arms of your husband.Â
But you donât need to be able to feel your toes, nor see six feet in front of you to know exactly why youâve been woken up this early. All you need to be able to do is hear, and thereâs certainly nothing wrong with your ears at this ungodly hour.Â
âMorning,â Hansol murmurs huskily when your hands place themselves over his, low on your stomach beneath your sleep shirt. âHappy Christmas, baby.â
âHappy Christmas,â you say back, smiling serenely, your brain still fogged with the last wisps of your retreating slumber. The tone of his voice alone is a dead giveaway to what he wants, but you decide to play with him a little first anyway and feign innocence. Lazy mornings like this where neither of you are in a rush to get straight out of bed are a little bit of a treat, so who are you to not indulge him? âWhy are you awake?â
Itâs no secret that your partner likes to sleep in whenever gets the chance, but with a toddler in the room down the hall and a demanding job that has him leaving home before sunrise, most days, thatâs something of a rarity now. He answers you silently, pressing his hips into your backside and you feel him â all of him â thick and hard and warm against the flesh of your ass. Ah. Just as expected. A warm chuckle escapes you and you move to turn over in his arms, but his strong hold traps you in place and you just wiggle back against him instead.
He barely stifles a groan and, still laughing, you roll your eyes.
âSâthat a candy cane in your pocket?â You ask, feeling him shuffle down a fraction and rut against the seam of your thighs over and over, quiet grunts betraying the pleasure he tries to conceal. Close enough to feel your coreâs heat, yet separated enough from it to only feel more frustrated. âOr are you just happy to see me?â
Hansol laughs despite himself into the smooth skin of your neck, shaking his head. He slides one of his hands up from your stomach to your chest, his warm fingers finding and dragging around one of your nipples with practiced accuracy.Â
âYou can find out,â he says, feeling goosebumps raise on your skin as the bud hardens under his touch. âIf you want.â
âWhy donât you tell me what got you all worked up, first?â You ask.Â
Morning wood is one thing, but to make him initiate all this? It mustâve been something really special. He proves you right as he pinches at your nipple, his other hand dipping below the waistband of your pyjama pants, his blunt nails dragging down your belly. You bite your lips to prevent yourself whining.Â
So sue you. Itâs been a while.Â
âHad a dream about you,â Hansol says, peppering kisses down the side of your neck. You arch your back, simultaneously pressing your ass against his clothed cock again and your chest harder against his hand. âYou were all dressed up for me. In this pretty little red outfit â you know the⊠sexy Christmas ones? With the white fur along the skirt?â
You nod, dropping your hand down to where his fingers are stroking, mercilessly slowly, against the cotton of your panties. To where heâs giving you hardly anything. On purpose. You shunt his wrist down a little, feeling him smirk into your skin. Finally though, he starts to thumb over your clit and you gasp appreciatively at the relief. âOh yeah? And what was I doing?â
âItâs just funny you mentioned candy canes,â he tells you, rubbing at you a little faster. âYou were suckinâ on me like I was one.â
You groan a little at his description, feeling your cheeks heat up. Arguably, this shouldnât be sexy at all, but his rough morning voice and the way his skillful hands are working you up to a soaked, wriggling mess already has you flustered. Youâre convinced nobody else in the world could turn a line that corny into auditory foreplay.
Leave it to you to marry the worldâs biggest dork.
âAll the way back into your throat,â he goes on, finally now slipping past the barrier of your underwear. He dips between your folds, dragging through your arousal before he moves his sickened finger back to your clit. âDressed so naughty, but Iâd have put you on the nice list for sure.â
âEnough with the damnâ,â you snort, but your amusement dies and you clench your jaw as he starts to play with your other tit instead. You have to be quiet; you canât afford for this to end before either of you manage to get off. Not now. But itâs so difficult when he knows your body better than he does his own. âYou know sheâll be awake any-⊠oh.â
âThen get these off,â he whispers. He opens his palm fully then, pushing your thighs apart and pressing just the tips of two of his fingers against your hole. All the while, he fights to try and push your pyjama pants down with his other hand.Â
He fails, naturally, but you come to his rescue and slide them down over your hips for him. He joins you again in an effort to kick everything all the way off though, sliding one leg between yours and stamping a little impatiently at your sleepwear with his foot until theyâre bunched up at the end of your bed. His boxer shorts, meanwhile, donât even make it to his knees; as soon as he can pull himself free of their confines, he does, stroking along his length as you open your thighs for him.Â
He presses his lips against the curve of your shoulder while he settles into position behind you. Then, itâs just moments before you feel his head dragging through your slick in place of his fingers.Â
âOkay?â he asks, lining up with your entrance and pushing forward just enough that you feel the familiar stretch of his intrusion.
âPlease,â you nod, grabbing the sheets in an attempt to anchor yourself, to hush the moans he always draws out of you. Hansol slides into your cunt slowly, pressing until his cock is buried all the way inside you, until his hips rest completely against your ass. Your whole body shivers at the feeling.Â
He barely moves for a little while, letting himself get used to the sensation of your walls hugging him for the first time in⊠weeks? Months, even? Too long, is the only real answer. His hand lays over your hip as you relax it and your thighs come back together, making you squeeze a little tighter around him. He fills you up so perfectly, too. So much that you feel warmth creeping to each of your extremities already. So much you canât keep your mouth closed no matter how hard you try.Â
âMissed you,â you sigh, laying your hand on top of his, threading your fingers through the spaces between his own. He brushes his thumb over the side of your hand soothingly. âMissed this.â
âMe too,â he agrees, slowly starting to turn those cute accidental jerks of his hips into real thrusts. But he doesnât move quickly. Not at all: quite the opposite, even; he fucks into you slow and deep, making sure you feel every inch of him on every single stroke.Â
It continues on much the same, but youâre not sure how long for: kissing your shoulders, your neck, the back of your hand when he lifts it up to his lips, breathing hot and heavy on your slowly warming skin. He murmurs sweet little praises. Rolls into you, dragging the tip of his cock against the sweet spot inside once he finds the angle that makes you hiccup your next breaths. He loves you, he makes love to you: quietly and intimately, and youâre so lost in this rarely seen, sweet, needy side to your husband that you barely realise youâre inching closer to your high until heâs the one to tell you you are.Â
âClose?â he asks, with a new rough edge to his voice that has nothing to do with the sleep his fantasies woke you both from. Itâs not a question, despite the little lift he says the word with. He knows what it feels like. He knows you.Â
âMhm,â you nod, swallowing back another whine as his hand dips between your legs again. âF-⊠yeah. Just like thatââ
âI know, sweetheart,â he hums. âGod, mâso lucky to have you. Feels so good.â
Your brain floods with static and itâs a miracle you even hear what he says next. Heâs a man of few words (though one of many grunts) in the bedroom, but when Hansol starts getting overwhelmed in his pleasure, he babbles more than anyone youâve ever met. You do hear him, though. Loud and clear.Â
âGonna put another one in you,â he says, hushed but still undoubtedly desperate. âWanna give you another babyâ oh, youâre gonna look so pretty. Can I? Pleaseâ?â
And if his fingertips rubbing tight circles against your puffy clit, or his cock spearing into you with unsteady, shaky movements, or his throaty moans of your name hushed by the skin of your back werenât enough to get you there? This is. You squeeze your eyes shut and cry around your fist as it hits, as ecstasy pulses through you in waves that never seem to end.Â
âYes,â you gasp in the midst of it all, as he keeps asking â no, keeps begging. âPlease, âSolââ
âFuck,â he groans, then, letting his own high wash over him and he starts to spill ribbons of white into your hot pussy. âYou feel so fucking-⊠ahââ
He squeaks the words out. Right into your ear, fanning hot breaths down your now slightly sweaty neck. Even when heâs spent and stops rocking into your hips, he keeps rambling. âThank you, shit, thank youââ
You donât hear him swear much anymore. Not since you had your first baby; the suddenness of it makes you giggle, and the resulting clamp of your walls around his twitching length makes him hiss as he comes down. But he doesnât pull out of you, even when he starts to soften. You realise after a few seconds what heâs doing, though. Heâs keeping you plugged full of his cum; heâs not going to let any of it go to waste. (You both know itâs starting to dribble out of you down the sides of his length anyway, mixed with your own wetness. Neither of you are too worried about that right now.)
He meant it, then. All of it. Your stomach twists in delight as he taps your waist and you look back at him, an eyebrow raised.
âMake me a promise?â he asks, sweaty forehead pressed into your shoulder, still trying to catch his breath.Â
âAnything.â
âLetâs never leave it that long again,â Hansol whines. You canât help but flutter around him again, this time at the mere thought of him being so desperate to fuck you more often. He lets out a slightly pained laugh, overstimulated.
âI promise,â you agree, feeling all of a sudden like your bones are made of lead. You could fall back asleep like this, quite happily.Â
But, you realise with a sigh, someone didnât take care of the milk and cookies on the kitchen counter before they crawled into bed last night. Thatâs about to become your problem.
âGood,â he nods. âWeâre gonna do this every day âtil you have another one, okay? Twice. And extra on weekends.â
âMhm, sure we are.â You laugh, finally now feeling him pull out of you with a kiss to your temple. (Twice a day is his upper limit, and both of you know that. But it doesnât hurt to play along.) âIn that case, Iâll save your special gift for later.â
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say you love me (i love you) | chwe vernon hansol
ăâ synopsis: three heavy words. youâre so used to saying this to the one person thatâs always been by your side, because you know that heâs your other half; platonically. these words have always held some sort of meaning whenever you say it to vernon, in hopes that maybe one day heâll say it back to you.
ăâ genre: best friends to lovers!au, slow burn(ish), fluff, humor
ăâ warnings: nothing !
ăâ word count: 5,773
ăâ pairings: vernon x gender neutral reader
ăâ notes: hi guys !! sorry for such a long delay, i was super swamped with my midterms and now i have finals coming up wAAAA but hereâs my 2 year anniversary oneshot gift !! i havenât written a vernon oneshot in a long time and i decided that now was the best time to write one! i kinda based this one off of how my bf and i started dating⊠LMAO. so this one is v cute :] i hope you guys like this one ! make sure to give vernon lots of love <33

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