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period sex - park seonghwa

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warnings : comfort, period sex, fingering, no mentions of blood, seonghwa doesn’t care abt the mess, overstimulation, sweet and gentle hwa, fluff

wc : idk but it can't be more than 500

a/n: screaming in pain right now

your whining had awoken seonghwa. soft sniffles and sobs hid in the pillowcase as he slept soundly next to you. you didn’t want him to wake up just for this. you know of his busy schedule and he needed his sleep.

but the pain was getting too much to bear.

regardless, you weren’t the one that woke him up. he woke up himself, wrapping his arms around you wordlessly and pulling you back into his chest. he hugged your shaking form, kissing your shoulder lightly.

“it hurts…” you cried, tears streaming down your cheeks. “it hurts so bad.”

“do you want me to help?”

you nodded your head, knowing how much you needed him to relieve the pain. seonghwa reached his hand down towards your abdomen, pressing a warm hand against your naked skin. he massaged the area while kissing your neck, shushing your quiet sobs.

“it’s okay. i can fix it.” he whispered.

slowly, he brought his finger to your mouth, asking you to coat it with your saliva before he could do anything else.

you took the fingers in, and suddenly, he pressed down on your tongue, making you drool around his fingers.

“such a messy baby.” he commented

he brought the fingers out from between your lips, trailing spit from the swell of your lips and down your chin. with a fluid hand motion, seonghwa’s hands reached your panties, pushing the fabric aside to reach your aching cunt.

“seongh-“

“shhh.” he cooed, kissing the top of your head. his one hand grabbed into your hip and the other breached your cunt, taking control of your nerves instantly.

shocks of pleasure filled your body as he rubbed the soft swollen bud. seonghwa was as gentle as possible, sure to take your state into consideration before he made any kind of move.

he fingers trailed down to collect wetness before he brought them back up to rub the small bundle of nerves. your hips jerked as he brought you close to your orgasm, but letting go in favor of fucking your cunt with his fingers instead.

the feeling was relieving. he only inserted one lithe finger as to not hurt you, massaging your gummy walls in order to help soothe the pain.

"does it feel better, baby ?" he asked and you nodded your head, sobbing out a quiet "yes" as he continued to fuck you on his finger.

"f-feels so good." you cried.

"shhh. i know, baby. just relax." his deep voice calmed you as he spoke into your ear, kissing your neck as he did his best to relieve your tense body.

rubbing your small bud once more, he brought you to a blinding orgasm. the orgasm blinded the pain from the cramps. your body jerked in his hold, hips trying to pry away from his fingers that continued to rub at your sensitive nerves.

"t-too much. please, 's too much !" you cried, but he was adamant on bringing you to your next orgasm, immediately driving his fingers faster.

your next orgasm arrived quickly, making you cry out loud against him. "s-so good.. please.. please."

by the time you came down from your high, sleepiness had taken over you and seonghwa was positive that running a bath right now was not possible.

instead, he left to go wash his hand and return with a wet cloth to clean you off as well. he smiled to himself at the thought of what he had just done.

fixed your dumbass period cramps.

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Wooyoung with the vibrator remote in his hand as he sucks San off. You look over, He is so preoccupied you think you’ll be to cum so you cover your mouth. But, at the last moment he extends his hand and cuts it off with the press of a button. You sob and look back at him, frustrated tears pricking your eyes as you glare at him. He’s smirking at you while kitten licking the head as San hisses

I really love the idea of the over simulation or rough fucking. When you’re pleading or crying but when your partner asks “color” you say "Green”, a wicked smile spreads across their face.

Like IMAGINE YUNHO DOINV THIS OH MY HJD

don’t hang up

18+ • drabble • yunho

“maybe next time you can try tinder!”

your friend enthusiastically offered after your recent failure to get- in your more than frustrated terms- at least one good fucking orgasm. lately, the task of cumming was all miss and little hit. the few people youve brought yourself to have fun with were much more talk than anything else. more disappointingly, even you couldn’t bring yourself adequate orgasm. there was an end but no spark. no big edge no toes curling no flush over your body. nothing but slightly less tense.

“have you even used the toy you got?”

you cringed. “god no. it just got here this today and after last night’s attempt at another round this morning i couldn't bring myself to even take my panties off after i got dressed this morning. what’s the point?”

“cmon don’t say that! you have to try something new maybe. don’t count the toy out just yet, your hands either. you might be too tense to even-”

“baby?”

“yuyu?”

her boyfriend, yunho, must’ve just gotten there. you hear them greet each other, a bitter scowl on your face. not just because of your current situation but because Yunho was so attractive it made you blush. he used to come into your job, sending you looks. he’d have a knowing smile on his lips at the color of your cheeks. he would converse with you briefly but nothing big. you hoped he would ask you out but one day he came in with your friend in tow instead to drop her off. you tried not to look at him too much after that.

“hello? hey, you still there?”

“yeah sorry i was thinking.”

“i was- gonna say- stop it, yuyu- that i need to go.” you could hear him kiss her between her words. 

“ok bye.” you hear him say as you pull the phone away from your ear to sigh. 

for a moment you closed your eyes until you heard something. you looked around for a source before looking back down to your phone. holding it up, the call was still counting the seconds. he mustve thrown the phone before she could disconnect. 

as you stared in shock, a loud moan came through the phone. you paused for a brief moment before curiosity had you putting it back up to your ear. she let out a needy mewl and you could hear him chuckle. “do you need help with something? you're making my palm wet and i just got here.” 

the image of Yunho on top of her with his big hand shoved between her thighs sent a shock between your own. you shouldn’t be listening but rather than ending the call you muted yourself.

“mhm. I-I was talking to ______ about her sex life. it w-was starting to make me think of you.”

“you were talking to ______?”

you couldn’t control how wet you got hearing him say your name nor help the small joy you felt at how interested he seemed that she was speaking to you. 

she must’ve nodded.

“what was she saying?” she made a confused noise at his question before she screamed out. the moan on the end was enough to have you leaning back. “you heard me.”

“she- she uh…”

“come on baby, get it out and you can have my fingers.” you licked your lips. fuck you wanted his fingers.

“she was asking for advice because she hasn’t been able to cum. not with anyone recently.”

your face burned with mild embarrassment at him knowing but it couldn’t stop the way you began massaging your breasts. the image of him plus the sound of his deep voice was too good.

but you need to hang up.

•yunho•

“what did you tell her?” I asked, trying to keep her satisfied enough to tell me. 

“I told her to try the dildo I convinced her to buy.” I rubbed her clit, coaxing the answers out. “I told her to try tinder too- AHH!”

I pinched her clit roughly without thinking before soothing it with my tongue. she gasped softly. “look at you, trying to find her a cock like mine? hmm?” I pulled the hood of her clit back with my thumb to suck it gently again. I hummed and i could feel her shiver.

“I w-wanted her to feel good like you make me feel.”

I chuckled. ‘me too.’ I slipped two fingers into her heat, knowing she could take the stretch. I slid my fingers slowly, I didn’t want to tease too much but it was too fun not to. “I make you feel good huh?” with a wicked grin I curl my fingers right against her spot.

•you•

she gasps out a scream. 

“Fuck” you whisper to yourself. Your thighs are rubbing together trying to find some kind of friction between your legs but its not doing much. You finally shed your pants. The softness of your sheets under you relax you some more as you continue to feel yourself up under the sounds of Yunho’s minstrations. He must be teasing the poor girl as the pattern of moaning then begging before you hear yunho’s wicked chuckle resets. The lewd sounds of his fingers in her pussy are making you want to venture into your panties. Its no use in fighting it when you hear him say “Hands and knees, baby.”

Your hand slips under the waistband before you can even form a thought.

The sounds start back up making you blush all over at the sound of his hips meeting her own so roughly. It doesn’t take long before shes completely gone.

•yunho•

His thrusts are a little harder than normal. He can’t figure out why he feels the need to do so but as hes bent over her, hands on each side of her face thats pressed into the pillow, he can’t help but think the drag of his cock against these tight walls would feel so much better if it was yours.

You.

“F~uck” his girlfriend cries out under him. He hadn’t noticed the rougher thrusts as his thoughts turned to you. He smirks, repeating the action to make her yell out again. Her hand shoots out to grip the other pillow by the top of the bed. He looks up to see her holding on for dear life but double takes almost comically as he hips falter. Is her screen still on? Holy fuck is the call still connected? …With you?

“Yunho?” he realizes hes stopped moving and slowly starts to do so again.

He reaches up to grab the phone before a familiar knowing smile spreads onto his face. Only shallow thrusts as he looks at the screen, definitely still connected to you. He sits up and picks up the pace to punishing. While your friend is already being fucked stupid, not aware of anything anymore except his cock, he puts the phone up to his ear.

“Naughty slut listening to her friend get fucked.” Voice barely above a whisper. Out of breath and taunting.

You freeze as if his eyes are on you. You don’t unmute it.

“It’s ok, I know you’re busy touching yourself. Rubbing that wet cunt to get off on the sounds this wet pussy makes while I fuck her stupid.” He slaps her ass to make her cry out, a punctuation on his statement. “It’s ok, naughty girls can listen.”

He holds the phone closer to where their bodies connect as he speeds up again. You stroke your walls faster at the sounds of his balls slapping against her skin. He brings the phone closer to your friend next before yanking her hair back with his free hand. He props his leg up, hitting deeper than before making her cry out again. 

He brings the phone back up, panting into the receiver. He lets himself pant and groan into it for a moment before speaking again. “Be a good girl and take it off mute.”

You hesitate. The hand in your panties halting.

“Please” he asks, a hint of a desperation in his tone. “I need to hear you.”

You do so as your fingers move again, speeding up before adding your other hand to your clit. The moment he hears your breathy moans he throws his head back with a smile. “Haha fuck, Tiny. You sound so good.” You clench around your own fingers knowing he’s talking to you. It encourages you to be more vocal. You start to reach for the toy you bought but almost as if he senses it he says. “I don’t want another cock in you. Fake or otherwise, got it?” you and your friend whimper ‘yes’s in unison. “If youre so desperate use your hands or nothing.” He releases the hold on her hair. You both go to furiously rub at your clit for some more help. Her face is buried in the pillow blabbering incoherrently about taking as much as he’ll give her as she works over her clit. He continues to pound into her from behind. Your hips are coming off the bed as you try to keep the intensity of the building climax. The shocks you can feel with each brush against the right spot make you more than desperate. You want the real release you’ve been craving. Hes so sweaty he can barely hang on to the phone. When you start sinnfully yet desperately begging into the air It slips momentarily but he catches it quickly bringing it back to his ear. He doesnt want to miss any of the sounds youre making despite the girl under him.

He can read the sound of your voice well somehow, almost as if you are in tune with your friend. Her pussy a stand in for yours as he can feel her cunt clenching at the brink of release any moment. He's not sure how but when he knows your on the edge he rasps “cum.”

Both girls scream out in release. His girlfriend bringing the pillow she was grasping down almost to cover her face, burying the scream of pleasure inside it. Her body tenses but Yunho takes her through her high, reeling on the high pitched screams he hears through the phone and the vulgar squelching coming through as well.

His movements become a little more erratic as he is almost there with them. She weakly tries to squirm away when its becoming too much but he grips her hip tight.

“Beg for it” he whispers to you but she mustve heard because he hears her shaky voice say ‘please give it to me’ he grips a little harder but it isn’t until he hears one word from the other end of the line that he is able to reach his breaking point.

“Please.”

Its small and weak but he can hear the pleading in your tone.

He pulls out as quickly as he possibly can, barely making it to cum on her back, getting her cunt and her ass a little from the urgency. He laughs to himself as he sees his girlfriend slumped on the bed with the pillow still covering most of her face. In her haze, your friend is trying to catch her breath with her eyes closed. He puts the phone up to his face again after a breath “You did so good, Baby.” He says as he strokes her side but you know he is speaking to you. When you dont answer he says, “Tiny?”

“Th-Thank you, Yunho.”

He laughs under his breath. “Anytime, Tiny.” You can practically see the smile on his face.

After actually hanging up, you stare at the ceiling. You should get cleaned up but you’re still trying to process what the fuck just happened.

♡ pt 2 ♡

just a ride home

18+ • drabble • yunho • pt. 1

you couldn’t make eye contact with him.

you haven't worked with your friend thanks to a family thing since it happened but somehow Yunho “forgot” and now he’s stood in front of you seeming very unbothered about coming all the way there without seeing his girlfriend. the small bookstore is way too quiet right now for you to be in this situation.

his eyes are boring into you as you look everywhere else but him. he’s suppressing a smirk as he finally speaks again, “how have you been? I don’t talk to you much anymore.”

you blink a few times in quick succession. “uh, pretty good honestly. I’ve been feeling great lately.”

he hides his smile. “nice, i wonder why.”

“Yeah me t-” you stop, realizing what it could be. you look up, making eye contact and know he does too.

without a word you started the night’s closing duties so you could get the fuck out of there and away from him. you're finishing up, when you go to tell him the store is closing. before you can speak, he says “i’ll drive you home.” 

“uhh i-i don’t know. your girlfriend might not like that.”

he looked confused. “let’s ask her then.” you stammer through telling him not to before he’s already saying “hey, i’m at the bookstore.” you can faintly hear her laugh and say something before he puts her on speaker. “well I know that now. it’s only ______ here closing up.”

“oh ______ is there? you should offer to drive her home.”

your eyes widen as you stare at the phone incredulously. Yunho’s smile widens like the cheshire cat as he looks to you. “really? she doesn't have a car?”

“no and i hate her walking home or trying to catch the bus that late. please. and if she says anything say i told you to offer. ok?”

“ok! i’ll go ask her.” they say their goodbyes before hanging up and looking like he’s waiting.

“i’ll go get my stuff.”

•

the whole ride your heart is beating out of your chest.

as you get closer to your place, he finally speaks. “you’re awfully quiet.”

you don’t say anything, unsure of how to answer.

“did something happen, tiny?” you freeze up at the nickname. he notices right away trying to keep a grin at bay when he realizes he can’t start so normal if he wants to make progress. you’re too bashfully right now. he has to tease you.

he can do that.

“you look so tense. are you thinking about something?” silence, “well i am. i’m curious about something that happened the other day. you probably knew i’d come fuck her stupid. is that why you told her you couldn’t cum? because you came just fine for me.” 

“that’s different” you mumbled.

“what’s that? he asks with a grin

“that’s different! I hadn't cum in so long I think it was inevitable.” you say as he pulls in. he parks in the dark parking lot, shutting off the car.

“hmm, is that right?” he says getting comfortable in his seat half facing you. you’re squirming under the weight of his gaze. “do I make you uncomfortable?”

you shook your head, eyes fixed on your twiddling thumbs.

“have you been able to cum again since?”

you hesitate before nodding.

“without thinking about our phone call?”

you don’t respond and he huffs a laugh.

“do you want to?”

“Yunho, you have a girlfriend. even touching me is wrong.”

“oh I won’t be touching you, tiny”

you frown at that despite your own statement a second prior.

“aww, you disappointed, tiny?”

there’s that name again. that alone sends more wetness to your core than you’ve had fully entangled with another person. how did he do it with just a nickname??

“don’t worry, i’m not leaving you alone, we’re gonna do it together. how about that?” he says as he rubs himself through his pants. he rests his head back with lidded eyes regarding you carefully. a small smirk spreads on his face as you start to squirm, not making eye contact still.

“how about i help a bit?”

“o-ok”

he smiles “lemme see how wet you are. and don’t pretend you aren’t, you have been rubbing those thighs together since I showed up.”

you adjust yourself half to face him given the limited space. you slowly lift the fabric of your skirt. he groans at the wet spot prominent on the cotton of the panties.

“so I was right” he palms himself a little harder. “fuck. move em to the side.”

you immediately do as he asks.

“that pussy is even prettier than I imagined.” you keen under his praise as he unzips his pants. you shouldn’t be surprised at how big he is as he frees himself. everything about him is big, from his height to his personality to his hands and now his cock. damn

“would you let me fuck it?” the simple question jolts you “would you let me fuck that pussy like it’s mine?”

‘it is yours’ is on the tip of your tongue. instead, you stroke your slit slowly “mhm”

“you probably already thought about it enough after our phone call so instead I’ll make you wait. make you crave it. i’ll kiss you till your lips are sore before I even let you touch it.”

“Yunho” you moan softly.

“touch yourself baby. I know you can.” so you do.

“I know you were playing with it that night. from how you haven’t been able to look me in the eye since you probably have alot since then too. haven’t you?”

he’s staring intensely as you play around your entrance, eyes closed not even noticing his eyes following your teasing. his mouth open slightly as he pleads in his head for you to slip a finger inside. you tease your entrance to the sound of his movements until you finally let a finger in. it slides in so easy and carefully between your wetness, he groans as it sinks in.

you open your eyes. noticing his gaze, you become bashful trying to close your legs. before he can stop you, already about to break the no touching unspoken rule, you moan, legs falling back open as you shudder. you unintentionally brushed your clit hard with your palm. fuck it felt good

your legs opened wider and he sped up his hand “that’s right, tiny. you can’t hide it from me. we’re not done playing yet. let me see your tits.”

you don’t process it at first, staring at his cock as you pleasure yourself

“tiny”

you look up making real eye contact for the first time. this is when you realize how close he actually is. “pull your shirt down”

without looking away you use your free hand to tug down the low cut shirt and bra, taking one in hand immediately. you roll the nipple between your fingers, moaning lowly as you struggle to keep your eyes open. it feels too good but you don’t want to break his gaze. it spurs you on more, massaging harder as your hand speeds up. wordlessly he does the same.

you whimper, your leg moving to try to open yourself wider.

“tiny”

“hmm”

“add another finger” you’re not sure why, as he isn’t even glancing down, before you realize: it’s for you, not him. he knows you need more. since he can’t give you his cock he’ll help you out how he can.

“faster”

you did as he said

his free hand grasps his thigh hard.

you wanted his big hand on your thigh so bad. not even anything sexual you just needed his touch. but you weren’t going to cross that line. you look back up to find him staring at your chest and you get brave.

“Yunho”

“yes, tiny”

“how would you fuck me?”

he seems shocked for a second before huffing out a chuckle.

“oh tiny, don’t ask dangerous questions.”

“it’s not da-”

“yes it is.”

he pauses for a long moment to let out a long sign at the pleasure “it is.” His eyes are closed now with his head thrown back more. “you don’t even know how dangerous and that makes it more so. Look at you” he lifts his head, eyes raking over your sweaty form as your hand speeds up “you don’t even know how dangerous you are.”

you bite your lip. not quite sure of what he’s saying but the look in his eye is saying a lot by itself.

“you could get fucked however you want by whoever and instead you’re in a hot car with me fucking your cunt like a whore because I said so. yes, you’re fucking dangerous.”

a moan slips from your lips and you whimper at your own inability to not show how affected you are but the fire in you’re stomach is making you care so much less. your hand speeds up.

“curl your fingers. don’t stop listening to me now.” He says at your hesitation “make that pussy feel good. you obviously want to. you’re probably trying not to think about my fingers doing it for you. or are you past that? probably going straight to my cock huh? you’ve seen it now you think you can take it.” he chuckles as he shakes his head. “you're probably too tight to take me properly anyway so take my fingers and be happy”

he’s speaking like it’s actually his fingers curling to your spot. It helps bc the fire in your core becomes unimaginable.

“Tiny do me a favor.”

you whimper in reply

“cum”

white spreads behind your eyes as the dam of fire breaks. the sound you scream out into the air of the car sends him over the edge as well. He milks himself dry as you jolt a bit, as you come down closing your thighs on your own hand, almost unable to stop fucking yourself despite how sensitive you are. you don’t even fully realize he came until he sighs in contentment and mild sensitivity as well, his hand covered in his own release.

“yunho”

“yes tiny,'' he answers breathlessly.

the vulgar words of asking for a taste are on the tip of your tongue. you know it’s crossing the imaginary line you’ve drawn so instead you say “thank you yunho”

•

when you’re settled in bed you get a text. the words on the screen keep you up a little longer that night with your hands between your legs

“i would fuck you to prove what you are. mine.”

pt.3

just a little thunder

18+ • drabble • yunho • pt. 1 • pt.2

in all honesty, he wasn’t quite sure where he was.

the weather had driven him to seek shelter, running for what felt like 30 minutes to find somewhere to take adequate shelter. small awnings from closed shops were ok for a moment before running again trying to get to somewhere that would let him get dry and call his friends. after a minute, he figured he would stay under one until it let up. it got tricky when it not only got harder but the wind kicked it sideways, not sparing him from the rain and thunder that crackled in the sky.

he really needed to get inside a closed space. thankfully something caught his eye. the familiar sign of your apartment building. that’s where he was? a shiver traveled through him, obviously not from the cold of being drenched.

it took him a moment of inner battle to decide on this great yet probably horrible idea. It’s shelter, right?

•

you jumped at another crack of thunder, cowering from the window already as not to see the lightning that adding to your fear. You loved the rain but the minute it turned to a storm the calm it brought you melted.

a frantic knock on the door made you jump. you padded over, on the way checking that everything was charging, knowing if the power went out you would still be able to stay distracted. including the “toy” you were determined to like. what better way to distract yourself than cumming? Not like you could think about Y-

“Yunho?”

he stood wet and shaking at your door. “sorry to just show up but I got stuck in the storm. may I come in?”

you nodded, stepping aside for him to come in and slide off his wet shoes. you stepped back to look at him as he stayed dripping in the foyer. “i-uh don’t want to get anything wet. i’ll stay over here.”

you frowned before running to grab a towel. he accepted it gratefully but it became clear this was going to turn cliche rather quickly when you spoke next. “uh, yunho, i don’t think you should keep those on.”

he knew where that was going, being the one still cold and almost shivering. rather than a smirk or a chuckle you found his face mirroring yours. everything before was already questionable but stripping in your girlfriend’s friend’s house was a line right?

but he was freezing and wanted to get out of the foyer. so he stripped to his boxers. in the restroom of course. you brought him a shirt of yours to slip on. you bought some oversized shirts from the mens department to sleep in so they fit well enough.

he joins you the couch after changing, neither of you quite sure what to do next. until he spots your little friend charging. 

just ignore it, you tell yourself. its just a little thunder and just yunho. however, a few things happen within the next thirty minutes.

The lights go out. This leads you to lighting the few candles you placed around your living area in preparation for such an event

The two of you try to entertain yourselves through the thunder with conversation laced with tension and the few things you have charged or sit aside for entertainment

Those things die or become boring leading him to place the vibrator on the couch between you.

you can't believe how easy it is to fall into whatever feelings make you a mess but looking at the vibrator on the couch then at him as he is looking expectanly at you. seeing the question in your eyes he chuckles. “sit on it. i control what you feel”

your breath catches for a moment. hesitation doesn’t last long before you’re letting your pants drop. resting your folds on the toy, he doesnt give you a second to thing before he clicks on the first setting. you jump with a yelp. he shushes you, ‘this is the beginning’

the words sound ominous with the smile he's wearing. he does let you get used to the sensation, getting wetter before cranking it up. you bite your lip.

thats how you end up with his hand so close to you that it fuels both your need for him and your quilt ridden anxiety. “does it make you feel good to know im controlling what you feel? that my hand is so close to you?”

you suppress a whine. he spikes the setting by a level. “i asked you a question, tiny. i need an answer.”

“yes!”

he lowers it back by one.

your faces are so close the whole time. he looks down at your lips with a grin, then leans in right when you’re on the edge and says “too easy” he unexpectedly makes the setting go up to almost the max, catching you off guard making you jolt forward onto him as your orgasm runs through you like a strong wave.

you grab him before you think about it. he is stunned and frozen for a moment before holding you, stroking your head. it’s a sweet moment juxtaposed with the filthy shit he’s whispering down at you as he brings the setting down. your figure still moving pathetically on the toy while grasping at him desperately, holding tight. you feel how strong his back is and can hear his heart beating frantically in his chest.

you try to move from the vibrator as you reach to turn it off but he holds your hips down with one hand, turning it back up with the other

he leans down to your ear as thunder crackles. “I want you trembling”

a/n: quick authors note. this feels a little rushed because it was initially longer. something happens in the next chapter. same night of thunder...

‘Just a mistake’ is queued for Sunday pt.4

Just a mistake

18+ • drabble • yunho • pt. 1 • pt.2 • pt.3

after making you shake like a leaf from cumming hard twice, he had to give in and stop or else he was going to do something he would regret…or would he?

either way, he graciously switched off the toy. he gently lifted you off the toy, helping you lay down. the amount of wetness everywhere was a lot. He was painfully hard but looking at you his heart softened. he helped you to the bathroom, running a bath at your bashful asking.

he held your hand as you carefully got in. as you sat, he went to pull away but you held on. he looked to you but you wouldn’t look at him. when he didn’t say anything or move you gently tugged.

he knew what you wanted. he always did

he thought for a moment. would this really be the thing that erased the line? not a heated moment of lust or a moment of weakness?

he looked at you and you meekly looked up at him.

he gave in in that moment. stripping before sitting behind you and holding you tight in the warm water felt like heaven. he rested his chin on your shoulder with his arms around you.

the storm outside had become nonexistent in your mind until a loud clap of thunder. you jumped and he held you tighter against his chest. “i’ve got you. promise i’ve got you”

neither of you spoke after that, just enjoyed. after a minute of holding and touching he began carefully washing you.

after you both got out, you dried off and held hands. he quietly moved about your room grabbing panties and slid a shirt like the one he was wearing again over you. you held his hand and walked to the bed. it was comfortably quiet with the two of you just moving instinctively.

you got in bed and made room for him as he slid in next to you. he held you as you both drifted to sleep.

after a few hours you both stirred. the sound of his phone woke you up

he went to fetch it from the living room, face losing all fatigue with eyes widening some. “hey baby”

you shrunk. you laid back down pulling the covers up and over you.

he spoke to her. “yeah…yeah I’ll catch a cab and be over soon”

you tried to drift back to sleep. by the sound of his footsteps, he came back into the room

“y/n? y/n I’m leaving” he shook your foot to get your attention.

you pulled it back. “the keypad will lock it behind you” your voice sounded tired enough for you to hide how hurt you are.

still, he bites his lip but leaves the room. You hear him grab his clothes from the dryer before taking his leave.

you weren't sure what you expected to happen. you should've hung up when you had the chance

woosan drabble

Wooyoung is teasing you so hard your shrieks and screams make San, sitting in the next room, worried. San bursts in “Wooyoung what the fuck are you doing to h-“

He freezes.

The picture of you completely naked with legs wide open and Wooyoung kenneled down between your legs makes him short-circuit.

“Oh, Sannie?” He says non chalantly, sitting up on his knees to look at San fully. San just furrows his brows. Is this not happening? Why is he so calm?

He looks over to you, who is weirdly quiet only to see you with eyes glazed over, breathing hard.

“San?” He looks back to Wooyoung who’s hand is still firmly on the inside of your thigh, keeping open. “Did you want to play too?”

There isn’t even any teasing to it. A genuine question.

“Yes?”

“Nice, come sit behind her and hold her legs open. She keeps trying to close them”

“Too much” you mumble, still not quite coherent and present.

“You say too much but you keep my face near your cunt. You can’t have both baby so now you don’t get to close your legs” he smacks your pussy making you jolt with a moan

San isn’t sure what he’s gotten himself into but he slides in behind you propping you up against him before firmly grabbing your thighs, pulling them back to stay apart.

He hears you whimper. Wooyoung smiles and licks his lips. “Pretty”

He takes a picture before getting chastised by San. “Ok ok” he kneels back down and the first tease to your clit has you jumping. Wooyoung laughs before pinching it. San holds you as you twitch and squirm under wooyoung’s touch.

After a teasing moment of running his finger over your entrance, he goes back to what he was presumably doing before if the way you scream is anything to go by. San struggles against your body for a moment before tightening his hold locking you thighs in place. His lips graze your ear “this grip is to be nice. Keep moving moving and you won’t be able to move at all”

Wooyoung grins. “Hmm, we should’ve been calling Sannie in the first place baby. Look how much easier I can feel you now.” He moves his finger from your clit all the way down to your entrance, plunging a finger in with no warning. You yelp, pushing back against San’s chest while Wooyoung laughs. Fuck

add-on bc San fuuuuck

I left this out of this drabble bc I didn’t know where to put this in but

San gets distracted for a moment at the way his hands were gripping your thighs. He squeezed a bit hearing you moan and seeing you move the little bit you could.

Just a little harder and he could leave marks. Marks he could see even when this was over. That others could see.

You could feel his cock twitch against your back, a groan low in your ear.

Wooyoung has to snap him back. He looks down at you. You’re already looking up, eyes confused and adorable. “Sannie”

He brings one hand up to hold your cheeks in his hand, squishing them cutely. “Wait until he’s done and you’ll wish all my attention wasn’t on you. I’m going to leave marks”

just a room away

18+ • drabble • yunho • pt. 1 • pt.2 • pt.3  • pt.4

you’ve avoided all contact with yunho since the night of the storm.

you haven’t even spoken to your friend much. you weren’t close to begin with but you’ve taken on an opposite shift to her at the store whenever possible. she’s a little perplexed but doesn’t question it.

with the stress you've accumulated lately, you decided to take a break and go to a small spa just outside of town. however, if you had bothered to even speak to her for one moment you wouldn’t have been caught off guard by what happened next.

“y/n?”

his voice stops you as you’re leaving the small restaurant in the lobby and going back to your room. “y/n, wait!” the shock on your face only lasts a moment before continuing to walk. he catches up to you, hopping into the elevator before the doors can close. you don't say a word. he furrows his brows as he looks at your stoic profile. lips turning up in amusement and confusion. you were being strange to him. was this a game? as the doors opened, he was still close behind. the closer you got to your room the angrier you got. stopping in front of your door you spin around “Why are you following me”

however he was no longer right behind you. “I was going to ask how you knew where my room was”

sure enough, his keycard opens the door diagonal to yours.

“fuck” you murmur, before going into your room and shutting the door.

•

about an hour passes of your uneasy thoughts. the thought of him is crowding your mind despite your peaceful getaway. his close proximity is the cause of the intensity and you quickly convince yourself there's a way to alleviate the pressure in your head and your core.

You knock on his door wanting to assert some kind of line but the moment he opens the door your brain empties of any coherent thought. as you close the door behind you he starts trying to speak seeming to have begun piecing together why you were cold to him but you stop him by getting close to his face. you hover over him as he sits halfway on his bed. the stance has him quiet, fully pushing back onto the bed. “this trip is to relieve my stress. I’m not here to talk to you.” the way you emphasize talk makes him furrow his brows in confusion but you're getting onto the bed lowering your face close to his waist before he can think of a response.

the position you're in makes his mouth water in an instant. face down with your ass up while your hands move to stroke him through his pants. he breathes out with a stutter at the feeling but can't hold back a low groan when you kiss his cock through the fabric. 

he has to admit, he loves seeing the nervous, doe-like side of you where he works you up and takes charge, admiring how small you are compared to him but this…he doesn't have words for this. when you start to tug down his sweats you finally look up and make eye contact. for some reason he gets bashful, his cheeks tinging pink as he lifts his hips for you to pull his pants down to have his cock. he looks away, before you bring your lips down on him. the experience of you kissing his tip gently isn't one to revel in because you take him half way into your mouth immediately after. you try to pace yourself, the feeling of him partly in your mouth and in your hand a little more than intimidating but more than that it's also empowering. you want to make him feel a fraction of what you did then leave him to fester in his questions and confusion. the feeling spurs you on taking him faster as your head moves rhythmically. you hear him mutter ‘shit’ under his breath. you pull back to let him glimpse your wet lips. the look in your hooded eyes makes him want to reach out but you move away from his hand before lowering back onto him, taking him farther than before, gagging at your overexcitement. he tries to ease you back with a hand on your face but you push it away as you continue to take him. you can't take him too far, filling the slack with your hand. you aren't well versed in this but you've wanted to try something. You pull back slightly to allow yourself some reprieve before swallowing. his hips stutter immediately.

you smile the bit you can at his reaction as you suck a bit more before doing it again. he subconsciously grabs the sheets under him. you don't give him a second to think, going almost on autopilot. you pull back for a breath, swirling your tongue around his tip before taking him again. the feeling of him getting closer makes you want to bring him there. the way he had you feeling the past few weeks has been maddening. you remember this, digging the nails of your free hand into the tops of his thigh. he hisses, making a move like he's going to grab your hair but wills his hand right back to gripping the sheets. right when you hear his rushed 'im going to fucking cum' you pull back to just the tip, sucking like a lollipop until you feel the tension reach a peak. as he freezes, you bring your other hand to cup partly over his tip, catching everything he spills out. stroking him through his release gives you a rush. you smile happily at the rush of power that is tingling you all over. reeling in your smile, you sit up to look down at him, getting close to his face again before wiping your cum covered hand down his shirt. 

the moment you get up to leave is almost a win. almost.

but before you can fully crawl off the bed he tugs you back, handling you much like a doll into place between his legs. “where are you going tiny?”

you're lost for words at having lost control over him that quick. he'd admit he was stunned but the sight of you moving to leave knocked his brain back to where it usually was. the robe covering you was barely doing its job anymore but he had no need for it anyway. he opened it quickly with one hand, the other holding you in place by your thigh. your whole front was exposed now as he looked down at you from over your shoulder. you'd almost forgotten his cock was still out until you felt it twitch behind you.

he lets you sit up as slips off the soiled shirt before gently bringing you back to sit against his chest. “you wanted to show off right? so I could see how good you could treat me? how good you could make me cum?” he moves your thighs apart, resting next to his. “be the one in charge even?” one arm comes across your shoulder, almost locking you in place like a thrill ride. “well tiny…” his other laying on your stomach for less than a second before moving to your core. “it's my turn again.”

he smacks your pussy, jolting you in his hold. you hear his chuckle low in your ear.

“I thought this was a relaxing trip for you but instead you started a game you cant finish.” right as he stopped talking his hand slid quickly between your slit. the wetness there made the grin on his face grow. “but don't worry, i can.” he unleashed a speed you hadn't expected as he toyed with your clit. you scream out before trying to silence yourself. he rubbed and pinched, occasionally moving to smack again. the fire in your stomach was growing by the second. his arm holding you released to play with your breasts. his tight hold still keeping you from moving away but fingers playing with your nipples to add to the spreading warmth all over your body.

shamefully, the moment you let go came with two words you don't think he meant to say. “my baby”

the admiring and lustful words flung you over the edge without a parachute. you swore you stopped breathing for a second. when it was finally over you had to seal his hand between your thighs to get him to stop. you hadn't realized you were shaking a bit until he was whispering, “it's alright, you're alright”, while trying to close your robe over your breasts. when your thighs fall open as you exhale, your brain slowly starts working normally again.

you gently remove his hands from you and move off of the bed. you don't see his face of disappointment and confusion as you get up. “i'm good. i just have to leave before i fall into a delusion again. goodnight.”

he’s taken aback as he watches you leave

his sleepless night turns into a contemplative morning before finally going to knock on your door. But as he opens his own he sees yours is wide open, the maid already making your bed.

pt.6 series masterlist

if you’re taking any requests for spooky themed fics/need some inspo to write, maybe a demon!wooyoung and angel!reader (F) smut :O

I had to stop writing bc I was about to go too far with this.

Thank you anon for sending an ask ♡

“You know, little angel, God won’t like you playing with a sinner.”

His clearly amused voice is coming from the shadows all around you.

You said you wouldn’t seek him out but you couldn’t stop thinking about him and now you’re just where he told you he’d be. The lifeless dreariness of purgatory where you found him now drowned by the normality of the earthly hotel he's brought you to. 

Your divine glow giving some light to your immediate surroundings doesn’t help much because his red eyes suck any comfort you felt.

But it’s replaced by a lustful rush. Somewhere different from where his eyes watch you from the corner you feel something tug down your dress strap. As look over and pull it back up, something from the other side flips up your dress. You place a hand to keep it down. You're about to look around for him when you notice the eyes are gone but a feeling of something grabbing the back of your neck turns you slowly. Its a smoky, shadowy mass extending from the light where the red eyes have appeared. He slowly walks into your light, the shadow coming from his arm slowly morphing to look human. Your eyes trail up to his face. He’s wearing a devilish smirk. 

“W-Wooyoung-”

He’s kissing you before you can express a further thought. He only wants you thinking of him. Calling him.

Not your god. Him.

You're pushed onto the bed behind you. There’s no urge to fight in you as you know what he's going for.

Part of you knows he only wants to taste divinity…but who are you to deny him?

His hands hold your legs apart as his eyes flutter closed. A demon’s proximity to an angel can be painful or pleasurable depending on each being’s level of sin and divinity. The two of you are the perfect storm that is warned against. Those that balance for sinful pleasures that break their purposes in two. The light in you providing a drug like high to him and his darkness doing the same to you. It’s dangerous for many reasons but for those sensations, unlike anything you can describe it feels worth it.

The feeling of his lips against your slit is enough to feel the first delicious burn. His sharp nails digging into your thighs signals he feels similar. He doesn’t try to hide what it does to him as he fully takes you in. His tongue slips through your folds so quickly you gasp. Drinking you up like he wants nothing else. And he probably doesn’t.

You writhe and gasp and moan into the darkness of the room.

His nose bumps your clit repeatedly as he laps at you.

As you reach your high, his arms squeeze around your thighs to pull them into him, encouraging you to crush his head. Your hands fly down to grab at the upper dark part of his two toned hair as you tip over the edge. It’s as if euphoric warmth fills you from bottom to top. As it reaches your head, your own eyes glow red for a moment. You don’t know, unable to see yourself and dazed beyond what you thought possible.

But he saw it. In his blissful and divine intoxication, he smiled. Your light mixed with his sin looked good on you. 

You lay sprawled on the bed, not able to move much as the warmth you recognized as dark sin slowly left your body.

He wasn’t done yet though. Not after that sight. He was far from it.

He just might have to keep his little angel.

Be careful who you steal from: The Book

Stealing from Witches!ATZ

Be careful who you steal from masterlist

It’s unclear what brought you to the small shop at the end of the road. Maybe the boredom of the day, maybe the curiosity that peaked as you left the candy shop next door. 

The displays in the window are well done but odd. Skeletons having tea with beautiful clothes draped around them. The scene is decorated with all kinds of expensive yet strange looking things. The one in the opposite window a look into what must lay inside. Odd looking card sets, a doll, a music box open to the tiny woman screaming instead of what you would have assumed would be a ballerina. Then a sign at the bottom. One you would have missed if you hadn’t been so intrigued by the front displays. ‘Do not take from the store that which you have not bought’

A weird way to say no stealing but something about the warning was a bit more ominous than that. 

You venture in anyway. The dimly lit store was even more spacious than you though from the outside. The store extended back quite a ways with racks of older looking clothing and rows of oddities. You browsed about, finding funny gags like a money’s paw sitting like in the old tale. How funny.

Glancing at everything, you hadn’t noticed you reached the back area until there were no more shelves. What lie at the back was much different. 

Three distinct displays.  

Each one was a bit different, having one item as its main piece. They were a little different than the other areas having no price tags anywhere visible. The setup was interesting enough but only one display caught your eye. The dark, heavy looking book on the left display. The material of it looked worn and brown, signs of wear all over the front. In the middle, was an hourglass. It seemed as though it was made into the book. The black sand was out of course. It seemed no one had touched this book in ages, let alone flipped the hourglass. You reached out to do so, not even quite knowing why when you heard the voice. “TAKE IT.”

You stepped back. The voice was yours. It was loud and resounded in your head, assertively again. “TAKE. IT.”

The reason was unknown and the urge was scary coming from no where but after a moment’s hesitation you listened.

Unbeknownst to you, a call was being made by the sharp eyes watching you from above.

As you snatched the book and turned to run, you get a vision of you doing the same thing in another life. Running through the woods with the book, hugging it tightly to your chest. Stopping abruptly as a wall of branches form ahead of you, you realize at first that you’ve made it to the entrance again. But something is wrong. As you blink away the hallucination, you tug on the door only to find it’s locked.

You turn around like a cornered scared animal. The woods reappear as you blink and you see them smiling. Eight men standing to block your exits. The leader speaks.

“Well well well i knew you would come back for it. Called to it even in lives removed. Still taking what’s ours.”

You snap between then and now, seeing rough woods then the dark shop every time you blink.  

“Do you remember what else is ours?”

can you imagine Woosan both being in love with you helped them figure out their feelings for each other. they were both in denial so y’all decided on a poly relationship where they are both you’r boyfriend but they aren’t boyfriends until one fateful day the dam broke. Tears and embraces then moans and caresses.

the real feelings came out that night, now you’re snuggled together on the couch on New Year’s. Wooyoung leaning against San and you against wooyoung.

“It’s been a good year” san sighs happily

I meant to post this and this on New Years but what the fuck ever. enjoy.

•

During your week tour of the EU you’d asked to stop for the night to ring in the new year. He wasn’t used to really celebrating New Year the same way you were but he indulged you anyway. There you just blended into the crowd, the people around you waiting for the single digit countdown to begin.

At the beat of the explosion of cheers you pulled Yunho close and kissed him with every bit of excitement and hope you had for this new year. He held you tight for that moment that felt like hours. When you pulled away everything felt like it was in slow motion.

The electricity of everyone wishing for a better year was palpable. People were hooting and hollering moving through the crowd with blowers and poppers but all you could see was him. Through the chaos, you let him lead you back to your little room at the cozy hotel. He wasn’t much for a new years celebration usually but the feeling that radiated throughout the town spurred his hands. Pants and shirt discarded with purpose. Movements quick but full of passion as he made you scream, rivaling the loudness outside.

Climaxes happening in unison with your hands pulling him to you. He laid his forehead on yours, breathing into each other as you tried to catch your breaths. A particularly bright, red firework caught both your attention. It lit up the small room for a moment then another one with an even louder crack.

He turned back to you with a smile. “Happy New Year”

just a finale

18+ • drabble • yunho • pt. 1 • pt.2 • pt.3  • pt.4 • pt.5 • pt. 6

I don't usually speak before these but I wanted to say thank you for loving this series. I clearly made this around new years to be released, well, uh on new years but...it's April now so whatever

Again though, thank you for loving the series. I hope more people can see it even though it's over now and enjoy it as well.

for the next two months, you were working busy days and having quiet nights. christmas provided you an escape from your guilt for a bit as you visited family.

but now it was new years. for the sake of your sanity, you accepted an invitation to a countdown party at a club you were a semi-regular at. you hadn’t expected it to be as wild as it was when you arrived nor did you expect to see your friend, with a new man no less. you made eye contact and she winked. you just looked on in confusion for a second before a friend dragged you to dance.

after a while, you slipped away to the bathroom upstairs farthest from the main dance floor. usually, the upstairs was mainly blocked off anyway. thankfully it wasn’t overflowing with people in tight dresses trying to get to a toilet before their shots came back to haunt them. you leaned over the sink to get a better look at the small smudge of makeup under your eye when-

“oh my god, hi!!” you caught a glimpse of her in the mirror first as she ran up to the sink next to you to wash her hands. a sizable hickey sat right in the crook of her neck making you feel uncomfortable. you weren’t sure if it was from yunho or the new man she was cuddled up with. to say you were confused would be an understatement.

“uhh h-hi”

“I haven’t seen you in forever!” she leans against the sink, giddy with a tipsy giggle.

“y-yeah, and now i think i was missing a few chapters.”

she makes an amused face with her tongue out. “just a bit of fun”

“b-but what about…” you trail off but she looks at you expectantly like she doesn’t know. “...yunho?”

her eyes go wide. “oh! yeah” she laughs to herself then groans “that’s been over. I never meant for that to be a long term thing anyway but i did try i promise.”

you listen in confusion as she tries to clean up her makeup, any lipstick she had on now completely gone. remnants of it smudged all around her mouth “i tried to make it last longer, even thought about suggesting an open relationship but I just couldn’t do it anymore. couldn’t handle the double life, if you get what i mean. he was getting really…i don't know, distant i guess, anyway.”

“wait, i’m confused.” 

she sighed then chuckled. “don’t make me say it.” from the purely lost look on your face she continued. “I can’t do monogamy, babe. I don’t even know how it happened with him. I tried but I couldn’t do it. I thought the idea of an open relationship might scare him so I just did what I do best.” she winked and turned to leave with a smile “he ended it not long after anyway.”

she spoke the last part so nonchalantly that you felt almost more confused than before she spoke as you watched her leave. but she stopped for a second turning back with a genuine smile. “i know we aren’t the closest but don’t be a stranger anymore, yeah?’

a heavy smile finds its way to your face as you nod “yeah”

you think she can sense there’s something you want to say but leaves instead.

you stood there a few more moments before leaving the restroom, trying to process what she just told you. you contemplated leaving, as you looked out into the sea of people currently lit up blueish purple. stood at the top of one of the staircases that face each other in the large rotunda, you tried to uncloud your head when you saw a familiar figure walking down the other set of stairs. he was talking with two other men but his eyes were searching the room.

you quickly turned away and slipped between people as he started to look in your direction. you knew this club for its less busy days so you followed a route you knew to the back stairs and up to the roof. you abandoned your heels halfway up. part of the bar has a big skylight glass ceiling to look up at the sky and the attached piece on the side was a small rooftop where the owner kept a personal area. It was usually unlocked as most didn’t know about the area behind the locked gate but you knew how to slip by it. he knew you went up there now but he didn’t mind. It was nice, nothing extravagant but very calm. exactly what you needed right now.

you looked to the dozens of buildings around that had people celebrating as well.

you hear the door open and nearly jump out of your skin. in all the times you’ve been up here, no one has come but the owner and you knew he wouldn’t as he said “I’m too old to be here at night. I just come to make sure none of my shit is broken”

the tall figure emerged from the doorway with soft eyes.

you grew irritated immediately and confused. “how did you get up here?”

“how did you?”

you turned back to the sky. “the owner knows I come up here.

he didn’t say anything else but you could hear him approaching. the sky was sprinkled with people lighting their own fireworks before the extravagant ones go off at midnight. they looked so tiny in different parts of the sky. you admired them so much you hadn’t noticed him come next to you. he eyed you as you looked on. both leaning on the edge, caught up in two different things.

you finally realized, side eyeing him. “what?”

he sighed deeply with apologetic eyes “y/n-“

“don’t”

“what i-?”

“don’t. I don’t need you to say anything.“ it came out a bit meeker than you hoped that time but it got the point across.

he bites down on his lips in contemplation before speaking again. “is it because I didn’t reach out? I thought you might need space but there are so many things I wanted to say-“

“it’s because you left me to go see her!” this shocked you both as you spit the words out quickly only letting a few seconds pass before you continued.  “It’s because I know that everything we did was wrong but I can’t help but feel thrown to the side. It’s because I keep forgetting that it’s not you and me.”

after a few more moments of silence, you say. “I spoke to her.” his head shot up. “more like listened but i know you aren’t together anymore.”

silence followed the last sentence as you contemplated what to say next. you felt the words were going to break your voice before you even spoke them “why didn’t you call?”

he didn’t answer. “if you weren’t with her anymore why didn’t you call? why didn’t you come over? w-why didn’t you try??”

“because that is fucking terrifying.” wide eyes looked at him, finally seeing how tense he looked. all kinds of emotions stirred in his head “y/n, that is terrifying. i have wanted to be with you for so long. the only time i wasn’t a coward was when an opportunity threw itself at me with that phone call. after what happened at the spa i couldn’t even begin to figure out how to dig myself out of the hole I’d somehow gotten myself in. even though I messed around first, i knew she was cheating on me, i knew the whole fucking time. but I still should have ended it rather than pretend I already had. hell, i shouldn’t have even said yes to her in the first place. but now what right did I have to be happy when i was a cheater myself?” the silence stretched for a minute.

“yunho-”

“I don’t want you to look at me as some cheater. I take responsibility for everything I did to both of you. I want you to trust that I didn’t do it to hurt you or play with your feelings. I’m so sorry””

you do know that but something keeps your mouth shut. as you look away back to the now still sky his tears finally fall. “I want you to just hear me out. Ok?” he puts a hand on your cheek gently and you turn back to him.

“I can’t even say anything that no cheater has said before but I’m still going to say that I want you. I have never wanted someone so bad” his eyes are desperate and pleading as they stare into yours “and I don’t just mean like that phone call or in the car. I want you in every conceivable way”

you watched his eyes turn dark, the lust swimming under the desperation was just as genuine. the invisible barrier between you two kept now only by his willpower crumbled.

if you’re being honest, you wanted to hold out longer, still having things to say but when he kissed you, you felt everything he wanted to say and vice versa. 

the way his lips feel against you, you want to stay there forever. there is something lighter. maybe the knowledge that he isn’t someone else’s anymore. or the lack of guilt of at your friend waiting on him. he feels it too as he smiles against your lips.

he pulls away for a moment and the tears that ran over contrast with the wide smile on his handsome face. you go to speak but he’s kissing you again, determined to funnel all his words into his actions. 

his arms come from where they were wrapped around you to grip your hips. it’s almost as if he doesn’t think about it as he guides you against him. 

when he moves away it’s almost as if he doesn’t know what to do. there are so many things he wants to do that his brain almost short circuits but when your sweet voice calls to him he smiles and knows just what to do. he wants to feel you. he’s wanted it for so long. 

all the invisible barriers and rules places between you for the sake of keeping flimsy morals were gone now. he had so much to prove to you.

the wetness on his thigh told him alot but he needed to prep you thoroughly. he wasn’t one for bragging outside of teasing but he was big. probably bigger than anyone you’d had based on your reaction in the car and the last thing he wanted to do was hurt you.

he slipped a hand under your dress and slid two fingers across your slit before sliding them right into your entrance. the way you moaned into his neck was the first test of patience.

he bit his lip, working you open before adding another finger. the grip you had on the nape of his neck tightened. that was the second.

you leaned further back, pulling him with you onto the small lip on the wall. your legs opened wider, wanting more of him. of course you knew why he was so insistent about using his fingers but you wanted one thing right now. your voice pitched as he curled his fingers, hitting just the right spot.

his third test of patience proved to be his breaking point after you came. he held you tightly, stilling his fingers. he knew you were about to say something to break him when your hand tightened on his nape again. “can i have your big cock now?”

it was his hand that dug into you this time. the hand behind your back grabbed you with the other coming to grab a thigh. he hoisted you up further, with your back now partially on the bottom of the glass ceiling, enough for you to look down at the party goers beneath you when you looked back.

you didn’t give them much thought though as he was finally unzipping his pants. when he was fully out you felt the hottest excitement shoot through you.

a momentary possessive thought sprung to mind. ‘mine now’ you buried it with moans as you lightly played with your clit. he came closer, eyes seeming to reveal the same possessive thought.

he kissed you again, passion leading the charge with the flames turned up to a thousand as he rolled his cock against you. the sound you made was nothing short of obscene but it felt like the purest thing to him.

finally he sank into you. his head threatened to fall back from how good it felt but he couldn’t miss your face. you seemed to have the same idea but were fighting a losing battle. thankfully he used a big hand to hold your head, caressing your cheek with his thumb as he did so. your eyes were lidded but you could still make out his beautiful face. the outline of his mouth in the most beautiful groan you’d ever heard, eyes filled with lust fixed only on you. the gentle hand that was still somehow sturdy enough to hold your head in place. all this while he made you impossibly full. he used his other hand to push your thighs open a little wider, wanting to be as deep as possible.

once his hips met yours he leaned down to place a soft kiss on your cheek. his lips lingered before he pulled away ever so slightly to whisper. “make love now or fuck?

the implications of his words were strong, strong enough to catch your breath but you surprisingly had words to reply.

“its too fucking cold. fuck now, love later.”

he chuckled. “i was thinking the same. we’ve got alot of later to love”

even if you had something to say, you couldn’t before he made his first move. experimental and shallow but enough to erase words from your mouth. it only took two more of those before he was catching a pace. deep and fast.

he pulled out before sinking back in quicker than you would’ve thought. his hips moved more skillfully than you thought possible, knocking any thoughts right out of your head. his hands moved to grip your waist tightly. the flow of his hips coupled with how full you felt had you already filling with heat but the moment he pushed your thighs up and hit your spot you lost all semblance of language. tugging down the top of the flimsy dress, he moaned at the sight. despite the cold the look on his face as your breasts moved takes away any complaint only more moans.

“it’s ok, be as loud as you want.” he spoke in choppy sentences from his movements. you couldn’t even respond, mouth open with repressed pleasure threatening to blow from every nerve in your body while you whimpered and stretched into the increasingly noisy night. you couldn’t hold out much longer.

the faint sound of something behind you tingling the back of your brain but realization didn’t hit until yunho started counting as well. “5…4…-”

you gripped one of the wrists holding your thigh down tight, almost bracing yourself “yunho”

“3…2…-”

…

“1”

the cracking and exploding of fireworks above you masked your loud and obscene sounds. reds and greens and blue expanding above you almost an extension of the sensations. he took all of your sounds as fuel, not stopping as you arched and writhed. even his name getting lost in the cheers and explosions.

the pressure on your sensitive spot didn't stop. he hit over and over, bending over to bite at your neck. the feel of his breathy groans against you almost too much. despite the sensitivity, you moved to wrap an arm around his back and the other holding the back of his neck. “please cum”

it was your voice again that drove him to the edge. the sound like sugar leading him to heaven as he came as deep inside you as he could. with the most pornographic and shameless moan only for your ears he moved sloppily through his high finally dragging to a stop with his head still in your neck.

you’re so close to the skylight you’re able to see some people kissing and drinking the night away. at some point you make eye contact through hooded lids with your friend. she sees you over her dates shoulder with a suspicious hand under her skirt as she gives you a sly smile and a wink.

you blink unsure of what to do before chuckling. you’ve come a long way from the phone call.

he carefully pulls out and turns you around to lean on the glass ceiling, focused on more fireworks going off at a building in the distance.

he holds your shaking form against him not bothering to cover your chest from those who have taken an interest in you two.

his smile can be felt against your skin as he nuzzles into your neck. “have I proven it yet?”

“what?” you breathe out heavily with his smile growing wider as you feel him slipping himself back in.

“that you’re mine.”

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𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑭𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆

pairing: king!hongjoong x concubine!reader (royalty au)

wc: 599 (not proofread)

genre: fluffy fluffss🩷☁️

"YOUR MAJESTYYYYY!!!!"

his eyes perks upward, looking at the person skipping her way to him in front of the door of his office.

"it is i, your favourite concubine," you said giddily and bowing respectfully when you stopped in front of the king. he couldn't help himself and chuckled at your behavior.

"what brings you here, my love? i didn't call for you, do you need anything?", getting up from his seat, he walks slowly towards you.

you were beyond happy when he smiles at you, he looks so handsome. his sharp nose, high cheekbones, sharp jaw, beautiful eyes, plump lips. the man you love with all of your heart, and the king you faithfully serve. kim hongjoong.

"i was bored in the harem, so i came to find you instead.", clasping your hands behind your back to not let him see you fidgeting your fingers.

"my dear, I've bought lots of other women to accompany you there. were they not friendly to you, dear?", his soft tone always makes your heart flutter. but the way he gently tucks away the strands of hair behind your ear made your heart stopped beating for a second. you avert your eyes from him, couldn't bear looking at his gorgeous face, one more second and you might actually explode. he smiled to himself upon noticing your reaction. he finds it very adorable.

"go ahead and choose any books you want, I'll let you borrow it.", his callous fingertips softly caress your cheeks.

he knew how much you love reading and learn new things. he loves it more when you tell him what you've learnt from your studies to him. he would attentively listen to you even when he himself already knew bout everything. its his books obviously. but that's what makes you special and different from his other concubines. you were someone who's eager to learn despite being a servent to the king. not many women were given the opportunity to read and study, but for you, he made an exception. he gave you the permission to roam around the palace anytime you want and may interrupt him when needed most.

you've chosen a new book to discover the story and you spent the whole evening sitting and laying around in his office, reading quietly while he continues with his paper work.

"OH MY GOD, YOUR MAJESTY!!! DID YOU KNOW....", you quickly snapped the book close in your hands and made your way excitedly to thw man sitting in his office chair. he welcomed you with a big smile and open arms. once you've settled yourself on his lap and his arms wrapping around you, you went on and on telling him everything.

he found himself admiring your enthusiastic self way too much and slowly closes the distance between the two of you and you felt his soft lips on yours. you stopped talking for once and hid your face in the palm of your hands.

"you're so adorable when you're flustered like this, sweetheart." he kisses your fingers and he removes your hands from your face. his soft laughter at your flushed face made you felt more shy. it's not the first time he's done this, yet it still made you love him even more day by day.

you both glance at the door as there was a soft knock, following with the voice of a very familiar woman you both knew, and she's calling for your man. wait, was he even your man? is he even yours officially to begin with? compared to the women behind the closed door.

a/n: i feel like wanting to continue more on this, pt.2 maybe??

dividers

There for you!

Pairing — KimHongjoong x gn!Reader

Summary — After a bad day all you need is your boyfriend. To bad that he's working...

Warnings — none

Genre — IdolAU

Wordcount — 0.8k

Disclaimer: this fic is written and copyrighted by ©hee0soo on tumblr. do not rewrite or repost on any other plattforms without my permission.

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!

When Hongjoong opened the door to your shared apartment, it was already late. Very late to be exact! He was tired and his aching body was screaming for some kind of relief in form of hot shower and some much needed sleep!

He felt bad for having stayed in the studio so long, effectively leaving you alone, but he had finally managed to break through his creative block and he just had to use that momentum to get some work done. The text you had sent him shortly after you had gotten home from your workplace had gone unanswered.

Only when Hongjoong finally felt like he could breath again, his frustration almost stifling him, did he dare look at his phone again. Between the messages from the group Chat he shared with the members and Maddox sending him a new file he wanted Hongjoong’s opinion on, there had been yours... It had already hours later when he had seen it.

Please come home? Received 5:37 pm

A very simple text come to think of it. So simple that it had him worrying!

You knew that once Hongjoong locked himself inside his studio, you sometimes wouldn't get an answer until days later and it was fine. You knew what relationship with him entailed after all! It was why you didn't text him often. If there was something you needed, you would call or send Seonghwa to relay your message. A direct text from you? Unusual!

Now, 6 hours later, he finally punched in the code to open your apartment.

It was completely silent, not even the TV was running and only the source of light was coming from the streetlights shining through the window.

"Jagiya? Are you home?" Hongjoong called into the dark hallway.

Nothing. He switched on the light to see something and shrug his own shoes of his feet.

Your shoes were thrown haphazardly to the side so he was sure that you were home.

The living room was empty and so were kitchen and bathroom, which only left the bedroom. The rapper carefully stuck his head through the small gap the door stood open. There you were. Bundled up in your blanket, hugging that ugly orange bunny plushy that Wooyoung had gifted you for your birthday he hated so much to your chest!

What could he say? He's a jealous man!

Hongjoong slipped inside and crawled up behind you to wrap his arms around you. He pressed a  feather light kiss to your temple. You hid your face further in the orange fur of the bunny at the prospect of being woken up. Hongjoong brought his hand up to gently trail his fingers over the side of your face.

A soft smile grazed his lips at the scrunch of your nose.

"Hey baby..." he whispered just loud enough for you to hear. Something inside of the rapper churned, tugging at his heartstrings when you stirred and turned around in his arms to face him, tiredly fluttering your eyes open. Dried tear tracks stained your face and Hongjoong moved his hand to cup your face, thumb tenderly stroking your cheek.

"Hi..." you croaked out only to press your face into the crook of his neck. A muffled sob escaping your lips. He tightened his hold on you.

"Hey, no what's wrong? Why are you crying?" he murmured into your ear, trailing his free hand lightly down your back.

You didn't answer, only held onto him tighter, one hand clinging to the bunny and the other to his shirt while sob after sob shook your body.

For a while he just let you cry, giving you the time you needed to calm down.

With shaky breaths you pulled back, only enough to be able to look at your boyfriend.

"Wanna tell me what's wrong?"

"I- It's just a really bad day and I- I- " you sniffled, remembering the awful day you had and whiping at your nose with your sleeve.

Between Waking up to late, being severely understaffed and your boss screaming at you for things HE did wrong, you hadn't even had time for breakfast or lunch! The whole day just sucked and for once you needed your boyfriend. You needed Hongjoong!

"It's okay baby, I’m here now! I'm sorry I wasn't home earlier..."

"You're here now.”

"But I should have been here earlier!  I'm sorry I didn't see your texts..." The rapper apologized honestly. It wasn't his intention to leave you alone, especially when you needed him! He hated how sad you sounded and made a mental note to himself to cancel his early studio session with Eden the next day to make you breakfast! Was he a genius in the kitchen? By far not but at least he wasn't as bad as Yeosang and his 3 hour egg fry!

And after all, he would always be there for you!

Pairing : Idol!Song Mingi x F!Reader TW : mingi being mean ; reader is a smoker (don't smoke it's bad!) ; breakup ; fluff at the end ; Word Count : 2.3k Request : Anonny : Can I request something angsty but like kinda cute/fluff with mingi plz? like he calls the reader clingy or annoying or smth like that plzzz A/N : MY FIRST ATEEZ REQUEST THANK YOU SO MUCH!! I LOVE YOU TOO!!! I HOPE I DO YOU RIGHT WITH THIS!!

Today was special, it was an anniversary of sorts, not the usual anniversary though. It was the anniversary of the first day that you had seen each other. It’s been exactly two years since the two of you walked by each other on the sidewalk, taking a moment to pause and look at one another before continuing to where you both had to be. Most people wouldn’t think much of it, people passed each other on the street every single day… But you and Mingi were special, you both knew that you wanted one another, it was just a matter of getting to each other, and you did, two years later and you were both as happy as the day he had first asked you out and you had said yes. Some people were just fated to be together, and that’s exactly how you felt about him. 

“Happy Anniversary!” You cheered as soon as he walked through the front door, placing down the piping bag full of icing and skipping over to him, wrapping your arms around him and giving him a tight hug. You loved when he came home, the bright aura that seemed to just surround him and light up every single room he walked into. “I was in the process of decorating the cake, and dinner is already done. Do you want to help me finish up?” 

“Not right now… I just want to relax for a bit.” He patted your back, and the feeling was really awkward considering it felt more like what a friend would do with another friend. It wasn’t even a hug. The situation in and of itself was really unnerving, he had never turned down the opportunity to help you decorate the anniversary cake. He had always told you that was his favorite part. Maybe he just wanted to spend some time relaxing with you after work, that always seemed to calm him down when he had a particularly bad day. 

“Well let me just clean up real quick and then I’ll meet you in the-” 

The loud huff that escaped his parted lips had you pausing, his jaw was clenched tight as his fists balled up at his sides. “I don’t want you to. I just want to be alone, and that means being away from you too. You’re so clingy… So annoying… It’s like you’re constantly just… Crawling under my skin I can’t get rid of you.” His hands ran over his face as his head fell back, his eyes finally catching a glimpse of the anniversary banner that hung above him, and the sight of him underneath it only seemed to make his words hurt worse. “And it’s not our fucking anniversary…” He grumbled, his arm reaching up to yank down the banner. “Grow up.” 

You were too stunned to cry, too stunned to really do anything at all. You simply watched him walk over to the bedroom, only flinching slightly when the door slammed shut behind him. As everything that had just happened began to process in your mind, you skipped completely over the part where you’d be upset about it and went straight to being angry. What made him think that he could talk to you like that? It shouldn’t matter how bad his day was. You’re his girlfriend, you were only trying to help him feel better. 

“Good god, you really suck at listening, don’t you?” He grumbled loudly when you walked into the bedroom, his head propped up on the pillows as he scrolled through the channels on the tv. You rolled your eyes as you went to the closet, pulling out your suitcase before tossing in your jackets that were hanging up. “Oh! Good, I’ll finally get a fucking break.” He commented as he watched you pack your things, and the comment was enough to have you standing up straight to look at him. 

“Yeah, you will. Enjoy your break.” You snapped back at him, and it almost seemed like he was enjoying it, the smile on his face that usually brought you so much happiness now only irritated you further. “Happy Anniversary… I’m breaking up with you.” You said firmly, and for a moment it looked like his smile wavered, his eyes widening for a split second as he looked at you. It’s not like you expecting him to beg you to stay, but you thought that maybe he’d want to talk it out with you so that you didn’t leave. So you stood there, and you waited for him to say something, anything… Anything at all to make you take back what you had just said. 

“Aren’t you leaving?” Unexpected, it was completely unexpected, but once Mingi was in one of his modes, it was hard to get him out of it. You weren’t going to be a fool and beg him to let you stay. You were better than that, you had more pride than that. This was what he wanted, and you were going to give him exactly that. 

You sat on the bench outside of your work, a cigarette hanging between your lips as you scrolled through your phone. It had been three weeks since the breakup, and while you were far from being alright, you were trying your best to at least be okay or at least seem okay in public. Your front page news had been filled for the last two weeks with news on Mingis hiatus, and during his two week hiatus he had tried to text you and call you, asking you to talk to him, but you had ignored him. He wanted you to leave and that’s exactly what you were doing. 

Now the front page news was on Mingis return and a potential new song in the works. You still couldn’t wait to hear it, even though you and him weren’t together, it didn’t mean that you didn’t love their songs, and you still supported the rest of the guys and wanted them to do amazing. 

You clicked on the link and took a drag from your cigarette before holding it between your fingers, letting the smoke pillow out of your parted lips as you skimmed over the words on the page. “Hey…” You heard the voice in front of you, and then you glanced down at the shoes that were almost toe to toe with yours before shaking your head, not even bothering to look up at the person. 

“Sorry man, this is my last one.” You lied, and you knew it was wrong to lie, but cigarettes were also extremely expensive and you couldn’t afford to just give them out. The cigarette was plucked from between your fingers and you gasped loudly as your head whipped up, your mouth already open, as if you were revving up to go off on the man, that is, until you saw who it was. 

“I thought you quit.” Mingi commented as he looked over the stick before dropping it to the ground and stomping it out. It had been one of the things he was most proud of in the relationship, helping you slowly but surely break your addiction. He had believed in you, he had so much faith in you, and that alone is what had been the strongest push to get you to put them down completely. Knowing that he was going to be there with you, it had helped you immensely… But he wasn’t there now. All you had were the cigarettes to fill the void that had been left when he told you to leave. “Don’t you know how bad they are for you?” 

You scoffed as you pulled the pack out of your purse and lit up another one, blowing the smoke off to the side away from him before looking up and flashing him a smirk. “Yeah, you know… I grew up and I did a lot of research on the damaging side effects of being a smoker… But… I’m also grown up enough to be able to not give a fuck.” You pushed yourself up off the bench, taking another long drag and deeply inhaling the smoke, and it’s not even like you had wanted another cigarette right now, it was more so that you wanted to piss him off, you wanted to hurt him. “Aren’t you leaving now?” 

His eyes narrowed at the blatant use of his own words against him, the way you so snarkily said them. “No, I’m not.” He said flatly, taking the cigarette from between your lips now and snapping it in half before letting it fall to the ground. “You’re being ridiculous.” 

“I’d rather be ridiculous than clingy and annoying. You can stop breaking my cigarettes though, some of us don’t make as much money as you do.” You adjusted your purse strap on your shoulder, sighing heavily as you stared at him. “Look, we broke up, you can leave me alone now.” 

“I don’t know who this we is… But I didn’t break up with you. You broke up with me but I didn’t agree to that.” His arms crossed over his chest as he looked down at you, the bucket hat that he was wearing shadowing his eyes just enough that you could barely see them, but the slight up turn of his lips let you know that he thought he was being smooth. He wasn’t. 

“You asked if I was leaving, you seemed pretty okay with us breaking up when I said it. Don’t come to my work acting like this when you know damn well that we’re done.” You were trying to keep your composure, you knew that if things got too loud that people around you would notice. The last thing you wanted was to be bombarded with pictures and questions about your relationship with him. 

“You could have said no. Plus, I thought you’d just be gone for a couple days, a week tops. I even took a two week hiatus because I thought you’d come back and we could talk about things, so I could apologize for being an ass.” So that’s why he was out for two weeks. You wondered if the rest of the guys and management knew that that was the reason or if he lied and told them he wasn’t feeling well. A breakup doesn’t seem like a very good reason to take such a long break and you were sure that management wouldn’t see it as a valid reason either. 

“Save it.” You said flatly, taking a deep breath and letting it out loudly through your nose. “We’re through, we’re done, it’s over. I have to get back to work now and I’m sure you do too. Goodbye.” You turned to leave, only a few steps and you’d be back in the building to clock back in from your break and go right back to working to take your mind off of him and what had just happened. 

His fingers wrapped around your arm and pulled you back, and once you had stumbled your way over to standing in front of him, his hands were firmly cupping your cheeks, his lips crashing against yours. “Fuck, you’re so annoying when you’re being hard headed.” He murmured against your lips, and you tried to push him back but his lips were on yours once more, his fingers tangling in your hair. “But I love it. Please keep being annoying, annoy me, cling to me.” 

Your nose crinkled in disgust as you pushed against him again. “You’re so stupid… You grumbled, but the kiss, him and his kisses, they just had a way of melting you and making you so soft for him. You missed how they would calm you down and make you feel better instantly. 

“Yeah I am… Cause I have nothing in my brain but you, baby. I’m stupid and in love~~” He was so obnoxious and you missed it. You missed him. “So how about you bring your cute self back home tonight and we’ll make a whole new cake for our anniversary? Hmm?” His hands moved down to squeeze your hips, both of your bodies swaying side to side as a twinkle of hope lit up in his eyes. 

“Nope.” You said matter of factly and his jaw went slack as he stared at you, his body going still and his eyes blinking rapidly as he tried to think of where he messed up. You giggled softly, pushing yourself up on your toes to kiss him and ease his mind. “I work late tonight, I’ll be back tomorrow morning though.” A loud sigh of relief was breathed out against your face as he pulled you in for a hug, peppering kisses across the top of your head. “Alright, alright! Go take your clingy ass back to work.” You said between little fits of laughter, backing away from him and dropping back down onto the bench. 

“Fine~~ I’ll see you later, love muffin!” He called as he continued to back away, bumping into people in the process, but he was so excited that he didn’t care, and he was so damn cute that you didn’t care either, you couldn’t help but continue watching as he walked off. “And no more smoking! I love you, princess! Stay healthy for me! Need my little love muffin to cling to me forever!” 

He was the one, the only one in the world who could both annoy the hell out of you and make you feel so at peace at the same time. He was most definitely, without a doubt, the love of your life. You were lucky you had seen him, that he had seen you, and you both were lucky as hell that you had chosen each other because you were sure that you were the only two people in the world that could put up with one another.