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dance the night away

warnings: unprotected sex (theres no indication of protection), drunk sex, size kink?, cursing, manhandling i guess, lowercase intended

pairing: dom!jongho x reader

requested:

“Hiiii authornim. Hope you're having a fun day. May I please request for a smut? Dom!Jongho wherein you saw each other at a dance class in Korea. After the class, all the participants went out to drink including Jongho himself. And well that's where they *dance* the night away 😝”

im sososososososososososo sorry for this being suppperrrr late. i took a break because of mental health and im really sorry for leaving everyone waiting.

“okay, that’s it for today! good job everyone, especially y/n,” the dance teacher winked at you and smiled, and you grinned at her. everyone bowed at her and she left the room leaving everyone else in the dance practice room. “guys! should we go for a drink today?” himchan shouted. he was usually the crazy and loud type of person that loved going to clubs to get drunk. he was a pretty nice guy, but you hated him for some reason. sometimes you couldn’t tell if he was trying to be nice to you, or flirt with you. it just made you uncomfortable. everyone in the room cheered in agreement. you were one of the younger kids in the room and you felt it would be rude to decline, so you just said yes. you went to the bathroom to change your outfit and the group went out to a club to get drunk. you picked at the plates of food, annoyed at how loud himchan was being. he sat right by you, and he would keep bumping into your shoulder. you licked the sauce off your chopsticks before looking up at the man in front of you, choi jongho.

you two were quite close, you didn’t interact a lot during dance class but you partnered with each other a few times and talked a lot outside of class. the music was loud and himchan was loudly shouting, probably flirting with girls. so you got closer to him before speaking,

“you’re not going to go out?” by out, you meant to the dance floor, where everyone was now.

he shrugged, chugging down another drink. you took that as a no, and decided to go out yourself.

you weren’t usually the type to go to clubs and party, but you were drunk as fuck, you couldn’t care less. you danced around and sang the lyrics to the song, living your best life.

—

you don’t know how you got to this point, everything from the point you started dancing to now was kind of blurred.

but now you were stuffed in the corner of the bathroom hallways at the club. you’re not exactly sure how long you’ve been here, but that doesn’t matter right now. what matters is that you’re on jongho’s lap, basically sucking each other’s faces off.

you were suddenly dragged here by jongho and it led up to this. you weren’t sure why but you weren’t against it at all. nothing was better than straddling his delicious thighs and strong arms wrapped around your waist. you rocked your hips against his hard erection, holding strong eye contact with jongho. you couldn’t care less about the people walking past, they were probably just as drunk as you anyways. panting, he grabbed you and pulled you up, guiding you outside of the club and right into a taxi.

he bounced his leg in impatience. he kept a strong grip on your plush thighs, massaging them dangerously close to your area. the taxi arrived at jongho’s apartment, which was one the 2nd floor of the building. the elevator was closed, so he resorted to the stairs. you were struggling to even walk in a straight line, so going up the stairs would be a struggle for you. he took this into consideration and just decided to pick you up, making you let out a slight yelp of surprise. you wrapped your arms around his neck, biting your lip in excitement. he easily skipped up the stairs while securely holding you.

once you two entered the fairly spacious apartment, he put you down and impatiently connected his lips to yours. he roughly kissed you while guiding you to his bedroom. both of your hands were traveling all around each other’s bodies.

your shorts were already off, his hands were fondling roughly with your ass, making you moan in satisfaction. you felt the coldness of his rings.

“fuck, i’ve been waiting for this moment,” he sighed as he rested his forehead against yours, removing the rest of his clothing.

“i can’t wait to ruin you,”

his lips then went to your neck, planting tender kisses, making you sigh in bliss.

“fuck, i need you so bad,” you bit your lip in desperation, wrapping your arms around his waist.

“you want it?”

“yes please give it to me,” you begged, rubbing your leg against his hard erection showing in his briefs. he cursed harshly and pulled down his briefs, stroking his hard cock. you licked your lips in anticipation.

he took his fingers and inserted them into your dripping heat, you yelped as you felt the cold touch of his metal rings reaching your heat.

“this feels so much better than using my own fingers,” you thought in your head.

he removed his fingers after a bit, making you whine in disappointment. you were about to hit your climax. but you were quickly cut off of your disappointment when he began entering you. his thick cock stretched your walls, making you whimper.

it took some time to get used to his girth. you moaned in pleasure as his dick hit the right spots. he manhandled your smaller body, folding your flexible body to put your legs over your head (basically folded like a flip phone). he kept up with his strong quick thrusts, his strong thighs never got tired. he tried a variety of different positions with you, like holding you up against the wall with you legs around his waist, or taking you doggy style at the edge of the bed while he held your legs up by his thighs. his stamina and strength was neverending, making you feel like absolute jelly.

your legs were weak, your body was covered in a light layer of sweat, and your hair was all crazy from jongho pulling it back while roughly thrusting his big cock.

he turned on the AC for you before cuddling up by your side. the two of you would probably wake up with headaches, but he has medicine prepared just in case.

“ugh, i feel so sticky,” you groaned.

“from how well i fucked you?” he smiled mischievously from behind your shoulder, hands grasping your waist. you nodded in agreement.

“fuck, i’m hard again,” you groaned but with a smile on your face.

“we’re never going to sleep, are we?”

“nope, sorry baby. now get on all fours like a good girl, i’ll make it quick” he kissed your shoulder and smacking your ass.

“i’m just bein’ curious.”

• synopsis: in which your friend wooyoung invites you over for a movie night. (MDNI!!)

• warnings: pervy!wooyoung, fingering, reader has naturally sensitive clit, overstimulation

• wc: 0.5k

» wooyoung! who asks you to come over and watch a movie, you know, just as friends.

» wooyoung! who forces you to sit next to him on the couch instead of your usual chair, just because he hasn’t seen you for a while.

» wooyoung! who, as you’re busy engrossed in the film, looks down at your plush thighs just out and exposed due to your scandalous, silk shorts. he thinks you’re fucking stupid for wearing them on a cold day like this.

» wooyoung! who ever so innocently stretches his arm around your waist, then proceeds to pull you closer to him.

» wooyoung! who chastises you for such an outfit, begins patting at your bare flesh, making you stammer out in embarrassment. he loves watching you get all flustered from his scolding.

» wooyoung! who, after focusing back on the movie, starts to wonder about the kind of underwear you're wearing, then curiously drops his hand closer to between your legs.

» wooyoung! who truly gets off on your sheepish nature, watching as you try to stutter out a response of how wrong this is. disregarding that, he tries to pass off the action as, “i’m just bein’ curious. don’t pay me any attention.”

» wooyoung! who finds it incredibly amusing how you attempt to do so, zeroing in on the TV, but doesn’t miss the way your breathing turns irregular; he’d rested his hand on top of your clothed cunt.

» wooyoung! who gently scoots the fabric off to the side, nearly creams himself, holy fuck, when he reveals your bare pussy being illuminated by the screen. he gapes down at you then to your face, “can i see a little bit more?”

» wooyoung! who, when you agree, uses two fingers to first get a good grip on your thick skin before leisurely spreading your cunt apart. how is it that he already sees wet strings connecting from each side of your walls? and god does it make you shiver.

» wooyoung! who doesn’t waste a second running a warm finger up and down the length of your pussy, finally gives into his own temptations. “y-you were supposed to just look.” you counter when he starts to circle your clit. it’s so sensitive you have to physically restrain yourself from cumming.

» wooyoung! who lets out a deep sigh when he sees your pussy lips wrapping around his sticky finger, “well- how am i supposed to do that when i got this needy thing in front of me?”

» wooyoung! who’s cock is throbbing to the point of pain, orders you to rub him, “it’s too much.” you whine, dropping your head back onto the cushion. you could feel every, single movement happening below; from wooyoung’s fingers to the friction of the couch, and it really was too much.

» wooyoung! who huffs out a, “fine”, unplunges his fingers, “fine, you wanna act like that?”

» wooyoung! who grabs your arm and tugs you onto his lap, with you facing the screen, and widens your legs. you’re babbling incoherent nonsense, little bucks of your hip grinding against the air, “go back to watching the movie.” he spits.

» wooyoung! who forces you to do just that, with him fucking your cunt relentlessly for the duration of the film until you came over and over and over again.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ sweet, sweet dreams

• in which your brother’s perverted friend decides to help you out one night.

• warnings: pervy! wooyoung (like really) dry humping, somnophilia, (wooyoung finishing inside his pants and on you) light slut shaming. lowkey delusional woo.

“fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.”

wooyoung repeats over and over, quietly under his breath as his grip around you intensifies. fuck, he knows this is wrong. so damn wrong. if you were to wake up and find him in such a compromising position, he just knew you would scream bloody murder.

you. his best friend’s little sister. the girl who never put up with his teasing and sure as hell was never afraid to hit back harder with insults. the girl who could hold her own against her older brother and himself when needed to. and now, the one who’s getting humped into oblivion by a clingy, insatiable wooyoung.

he hadn’t meant for this to happen. he just wanted to see if you’d been up this late, maybe pick on you a bit with a few crude jokes. after yunho clocked out on him, the poor boy had been left bored with nothing to do. so naturally his mind began to wander off, and onto you.

it started off as a simple jester, curiosity even. upon entering your room (he had knock but there wasn’t a reply) wooyoung was met instantly with a sleepy version of you, curled up within your blankets as your leg draped above the fuzzy material. well, there goes that plan. of course you and your brother had similar sleeping habits, how annoying. now what was he supposed to do?

he raked his gaze over your slumped body. a part of him could admire this peaceful stature. no crass remarks departing from you, no rude gestures to indicate some sort of annoyance towards him. you simply just laid, unmoving and silent. and if he really allowed himself to trail off in thought, maybe he could even see just how cute you were. but, that’s dangerous thinking.

a slight shake to the head broke his concentration and soon he realized it’s getting a bit creepy the way he’s standing at your door frame watching you. better if he left now, before anyone could call him the sorts. right as he turned to go, rustling from a far causes him to freeze, followed by a low groan.

“no, no, i…”

hardly any motion to him, wooyoung peered over his shoulder and slightly above a whisper he called out to you, “y/n-ah, you okay?”

but there wasn’t reply. at least, not a decipherable one. you continued to mumble softly amongst yourself, head swiping back and forth leisurely before speaking up once more.

“mmrgh.…come here.” your last word was breathy and it makes his body stiffen. did you know he was in here? had he accidentally waken you up?

another airy moan leaves your lips, “stay…”

“hey, what are you saying?” without thinking, he stalks up towards the bed, ready to make eye contact with a present body, yet to his surprise your eyes remained shut and still. you had moved around some more, shifting your torso away from him and darting out a knee. mumbling out over and over, ‘stay’.

wooyoung stumbled back in disbelief. are you dreaming right now? could you somehow feel his presence despite whatever deep slumber you were currently in? and here you were asking for someone to stay. were you…..speaking to him?

more movements from you caused him to look down at you, watching as you further arched your back as a means of getting comfortable. he knew he shouldn’t. but in a quick motion does his focus drop down to your round ass currently out for him to see. he didn’t let himself enjoy the view for much longer, with wooyoung snapping out of his minor trance quickly.

what is he supposed to do now?

as perplexed as wooyoung is, his question was swiftly answered as he noticed your body started to shiver and little hicks were produced. mini mews filled his ears and the once idled, unmoving y/n he previously admired stirred to life, yet you were still absolutely completely asleep. begging someone to stay with you.

“you little-” he half-muttered, immediately lowering himself to the vacant side of your bed, “and you still manage to get your way even when sleeping, insane.” it wasn’t long before wooyoung wiggled himself closer towards you, all in the hopes of fulfilling whatever it is that you were yearning for, and at the moment contact was made, you wasted no time in stretching your back against him. you two fit together perfectly, like connecting puzzle pieces.

he slung an arm over you, which over time caused your shivers to go down, after a while your mutters disappeared back into silence, and soon you had been at peace just as you were before. wooyoung had done enough. embraced what he needed to, helped out like he meant for. just like how any good, determined friend would when aiding their friend’s little sister.

but, goddamn, he really couldn’t help himself.

if anything, why did you have to wear such skimpy, tight shorts to bed. ones that were practically glued to your ass and outlined every, single, detail. nothing was hidden, not even your plush, thick pussy lips that he could feel just barely hovering over his crotch. it drove him mad.

so, what started off as a slow graze of his hips ~ he just wanted to cop a little feel and nothing more ~ turned to a subtle rocking. subtle rocking, however, soon became not so subtle, his rhythm picking up gradually until-

“all your fucking fault,” he whimpers, squeezing his eyes shut to fully bask in the pleasure of feeling your clothed body slam hard against his clothed cock. his wrapped arms around your torso provides good security as he buries his head deeper into your shoulder, “had to go and make me so horny, ah-!”

you shifted once more in your sleep which caused one of his thrusts to land right onto your cunt, sending a delicious buzz soaring throughout his body. he can’t stop at this point. no, he won’t. he’s too far gone to even think about ending this euphoric scene. his head is jumbled, but only with the harsh thoughts of getting off. the needy, and desperate kind.

one of his legs swing over yours, changing the angle at where his bulge reaches. he’s grinding hard against your backside. the kind of grinding that only a dog in a panting heat would do, “just had to tell me to stay, huh?”

he’s utterly aroused. pre-cum dribbles from his tip and seeps through his underwear and his shorts, spreading disgustingly around his pelvis. it fuels him more. knowing that his remains are being discarded onto you, marking you of someone sort. he loves this.

“you secretly wanted this, yeah?” voice muffled, he lifts his head to mutter lowly into your ear now, “such a needy slut for your brother’s friend. letting me fuck you with my clothes on like this, what the hell y/n-ah?” streaks of his leftovers coat your ass, the sounds of his bucks now squishy and squelching into the air.

it all starts to become too much for him. the running tingles shooting through his vein, the overwhelming sensation of knowing that it’s you that got him to this point, all of it leaves him a moaning mess. he doesn’t even care for the repercussions at this point, he’s just desperate to let out all of his sticky load and cover you.

your cunt collides with his erection in a way that makes his head spin in pleasure. the continuous bouncing now causing his eyes to flutter gently as they roll back. your thick flesh of ass hitting his crotch over and over and over again. a guttural sigh escapes him.

“think i’m gonna….” he ruts faster and deeper into you, fully succumbing to the temptation, “fuck, you’re about to make me me cum, y/n-ah.”

and at last, with the biggest force of probably all night, does he drive his hips and hold your ass to him, oozing wet cum from his pants. he keeps the two of in that position as he grunts out the full length of his semen onto your ass, groaning and mewling during it all, till eventually there’s nothing left to empty. it all remains on you.

but even then, not once do you awaken during the session.

no. it’s not until the next day, eyes blinking slowly awake to an empty bed, in which you even register the weird soreness from your behind. the sour smell wafting below your nose which causes you to scrunch it up. and the most telling detail, feeling the remnants of something damp stuck on your shorts.

then after putting these facts all together do you sit up in your bed and close your eyes in irritation. he had been at it again.

fucking, wooyoung.

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𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚂𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚠𝚊

Seonghwa would be so whipped throughout the whole time. This man would be so soft, he would whisper sweet nothings into your ear every time you shift in pain or let out a cry. Seonghwa is in full praising mode during this time, he would literally call you all the sweet nicknames in the dictionary. Overall, Park Seonghwa is a soft dom-

"You have to squeeze my hand when it's too much for you, do you understand me, doll?" You nod slowly, moving your hand towards his so you could lock his long fingers with yours. Seonghwa's free hand trails down your naked body before slipping in between your thighs. He had you sprawled out on his lap, placing your bodies in front of a mirror so you could see yourself when he finger-fucked you.

His fingers graze over your clit, and his index finger comes down to press against your clit harshly making you whimper. Seonghwa leans down to prep kisses up your neck, trying to distract you from the pain. "You're doing so well, doll. You took three of my fingers for the first time, I'm sure you can take one more." Your muscles instantly tense up from his words as you squirm in his lap. "Mommy no, t-too much, will be too big."

His hand which was placed on your thigh comes up to ground your hips, preventing you from squirming. "Princess, you know what to do when it's too much. I know you can take it, pretty girl. Now let me do my work." You mewl slowly in submission, finally stopping your hips from squirming around. You immediately bury your face in the crook of his neck when you feel him insert his fourth finger into your hole. "Such a good pretty girl for me."

𝙺𝚒𝚖 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚓𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚐

[I mean- DO I NEED TO SAY IT THIS MAN IS FREAKING COCKY ABOUT IT.] Compared to Hwa, Joong will definitely be on the teasing side. Man will mock your state the whole time, taking pleasure in the fact you are so tiny and fragile that you need to be trained to take his cock.

Hongjoong's nose traces down your body, his lips leaving kisses down your naked body. His hands caress your sides gently before wandering in between your thighs, he spreads your thighs apart slowly revealing to him your wet cunt. His fingers rub over your clit, spreading your wetness all over your inner thighs. "You're so, so fucking hot like this, babygirl. So fucking tiny." He slips two fingers inside your hole, shoving them deep in you.

Hongjoong leans down to press soft kisses all over your breasts, and he curls up his fingers inside you making you gasp and moan loudly. "You like that babygirl, you like how big my fingers feel in your tiny little cunt?" You whimper lowly, your pussy leaking out more juices around his fingers. Hongjoong curls up his fingers inside you, and his lips latch onto the soft flesh of your breasts. You moan loudly as intense pleasure shoots through your body making your back arch against the bed.

"You look so fucking pretty like this babygirl, squirming and whining just because of my fingers." Hongjoong whispers mockingly against your skin, thrusting his fingers fastly inside your hole. "D-Daddy, g-onna cum-" Before you could finish your sentence, your pussy clenched around his fingers before cumming all over his hands and soaking the silk sheets. "Fuck! That was so hot babygirl."

𝙹𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚞𝚗𝚑𝚘

Literal Soft dom pt.2! Man would be so damn soft and sweet, bet that he'd be scared inside to hurt you. He will be whispering the softest praises into your ear, while he gives you butterfly kisses over your neck.

"Are you sure about this, princess?" You nod without any hesitation, and Yunho gently pulls you in a kiss, leaning down to your height. His hand snakes around your waist as he pulls you onto his lap making you straddle his thighs. His hands caress up your thighs slowly, his large hands covering your thighs completely. Your breath hitches and you moan into the kiss. His hands slowly move higher, hunching up your skirt around your waist.

Pulling away from the kiss, Yunho trails his kisses down to your neck and his hands move to your clothed clit and instantly slip inside your panties to feel your wet clit. His fingers tease your entrance, spreading your wetness as he rubs circles onto your clit. You let out a loud moan when he slides his fingers into you, "Fuck, you're so tight baby."

His fingers thrust into you at a low pace, his long fingers stroking deep inside your pussy. "My pretty girl looks so fucking cute stuffed full with my fingers." His fingers find your sensitive spot in seconds making you cry out in pleasure. His fingertips thrust against your sweet spot making you clench hard around him. Yunho presses soft kisses on your neck while whispering, "My precious doll."

𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚎𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐

Yeo will slightly be cocky about it although I see him as the softest dom. He would be very soft with you tho, giving you loving kisses everywhere and also swooning over how cute you look squirming around for him.

Yeosang pushes you back on the bed gently, as he grabs the thin dildo from the corner of the bed. Placing the toy next to you, Yeosang leans down to press soft pecks on your abdomen. He notices the way your muscles finally relax under his touch before placing the dildo right at your entrance.

You moan when you feel the cold metal make contact with your clit. Yeosang pushes the dildo slightly inside your hole making you grasp and hold onto his biceps. His hand comes down to lock them with yours, as he gives your hand a squeeze. "Relax, Baby. It will all feel good soon." You slightly let loose only for a loud moan to escape your throat when he thrusts up the dildo into you.

Your next words die down in your throat when he pushes up the dildo deep inside you. Yeosang thrusts the metal toy in and out of your hole slowly, stretching you out slowly. Your hips shudder slightly in pleasure as your eyes roll back. Your thighs close around his hands but his hands keep thrusting the toy back and forth. "You're so fucking small princess, can't even take my cock without having me to stretch you out."

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Inked Up - Tattoo Artist! Song Mingi

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Pairing:  Tattoo Artist! Mingi x Fem! Reader

Genre: Tattoo Artist Au, Smut

Summary: Your first tattoo might just be what gets you addicted to them, well at least if you could get a replay of events next time you walk up to Mingi’s door.

Warnings: Protected sex, tattooing, slight subdom themes, fingering, dirty talk, praise, nipple play, mirror sex, slight overstim, honestly very tame for my smuts.

Word Count: 2791

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Say Goodbye

Plot: You begin to wonder if you served a purpose in this group. All you did was bring them mail and relay messages from the others. You couldn't fight, but you could use a gun. Getting nervous easily around others, it baffled you why they even kept you around. So when you overhear a conversation between some coworkers, you decide to take it upon yourself to say goodbye.

Genre: Heavy Angst, Smut, Mafia Au.

Warnings: Mafia au, insecure!reader, shy!reader, depression, death and murder, rumors being spread, use of a gun, mild violence, heavy angst, pregancy, running away, alot of yelling and arguing, poly!Ateez, polyamorous relationship.

Nsfw: Dom!Hongjoong, Sub! Reader, Daddy Kink,unprotected sex, just pur love making, group sex, body worship, hella praise kink, biting, spanking.

A/n: This fic is celebrating 800 followers!! I'm so grateful for each and everyone of you and i wouldn't be where i am now without you ✨ Enjoy reading!!

Also a little key for you! (Each of the members have different nicknames for (y/n))

Angel - Seonghwa

Baby girl - Hongjoong

Pup or puppy - Yunho

Darling or Love - Yeosang

Doll - San

Baby - Mingi

Princess - Wooyoung

Cub or Babydoll - Jongho

Taglist: @kimroieho @mingissoggywaffles @damissub @wooyoungsbae @yungisstar1117 @yunhomocide @beomnoi @blessednhighlyfavoured @do-you-actually-care @winterciella @soft-teddybear @sanraes @captainjoongiekissme @hijirikaww @staymiracle @jisungs-hubby-is-roan @vampireyeosang

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You were giddy and excited , you held a box in your hand as you made your way to Hongjoong’s and Seonghwa’s office. It was around the time of day where they would have a few minutes to talk to you before the next mission orders they had to give out. You wanted to surprise them and give them another reason for them to come home, you placed a hand over your stomach and giggled a bit.

You had amazing news to tell them and the others, you couldn’t wait! Turning the corner and heading down the hall, you slowed as you saw three of the runnings, Jinyoung, Minjae and Haru all chatting together. You raised your hands to wave to them only to lower it when you heard their words.

“Man it must suck to be the boss's personal whore.”

“You mean (Y/n)?” “Yea, poor bitch doesn’t even know she’s not gonna be needed much longer.”

You gasped at their words and backed up out of sight to listen to their conversation more, brows furrowing at their words.

“All she does is bring messages and sucks our bosses dicks.”

“That's because her lazy ass can’t do shit! She’s fucking useless and the bosses know it! They just don’t want to loose their little fuck toy.”

“Ooo~ And plus, I heard from the girls that she’s pregnant!”

“Ha! Bet the slut doesn’t even know which one is the father!”

“That’s if it’s even any of of theirs”

The three broke out into laughter while you felt tears welling up in your eyes, you placed the box on the table in your office, a room you barely used and headed to your bedroom. You walked past the three, scaring them straight, as they whispered amongst themselves. It took everything in you not to turn around and go tell Hongjoong and Seonghwa. But those three were the most trusted besides you, they needed them more than they needed you. You were easily replaceable, and hell if what they said was true then the whole base might as well know you were pregnant.

Your mind was running races.

What if they get rid of you because you are pregnant?

What if they didn’t want you anymore?

What if..they were all right? And that you were nothing more than a toy.

The boys surely treated you more than that, each one of them spoiling you endlessly with gifts and their time. And it surely wasn’t secret that the 9 of you were involved in a relationship. You were usually always around Mingi, Jongho or Yunho, clingling to their sides as they got their tasks done. They would also help you with the small tasks that you were given, praising you as you would go. It made your heart swell, but what if all that was just them being nice to you? All those nights that you all would stay up spending together, talking about the future…

Were they all just a facade?

You were so deep in your thoughts that you didn’t hear the person calling your name.

“Darling..Darling!” You jumped and glanced over to see Yeosang staring at you with a worried expression. He walks over and places his hands on your cheeks, “Are you okay? You aren’t sick are you? Do I need-” You shake your head, “I’m fine Yeo, just was in my thoughts again.” You said, giving him a soft smile. Yeosang placed a kiss on your forehead, returning the smile,

“ Okay, You had me worried, thought I was going to have to interrupt Hwa’s meeting.” He jokes and you give a light chuckle, the thoughts plaguing your mind.

“Well I’m going to get started on dinner then..” You say and Yeosang shakes his head. “Wooyoung already made dinner for tonight , love” You could feel your heart sinking but you tried not to show it. “You can go rest and I’ll call you when it’s time” Yeosang says, giving you a gentle pat on the back before leaving.

“See..even the simple tasks they don’t need you for..”

You shake your head as you walk to your room. “No..no you’re wrong..they love me. They need me okay?” You to yourself. You open up your room door and decide to flop on the bed. You sighed as you pulled out your phone to text in the groupchat that was made with all of you.

(Y/n): Is anyone not busy? I really need to talk..

Waiting for a minute, your phone buzzed and a flurry of messages came in.

MingiPingi: Sorry Baby, Joong has Me Sannie and Yunho out on a mission, we won’t be back until late.

Sannie: I’m sorry Doll! I’ll try to move this as quickly as we can so I can come back to you!

Yuyubaby: We’ll be back soon! I’ll make sure to give you extra cuddles!!

Wooyoungie: I’m out with Yeosang right now! He made me go out to get more food for dinner, we’ll be back soon.

YeoYeo: Sorry Darling, I promise to make it up to you.

Jongie: I’m in the meeting with Hwa and Joong! We’ll be out soon!

You felt tears welling up in your eyes, as you put your hands over your ears, the voices getting louder and teasing you even more.

“They’re making excuses to not be with you!”

“Leave...before they kill you...you know too much.”

“Pitiful, they no longer need you…”

You let out a sob and could not take it anymore. You decided that you need to make a move now, you couldn’t let your thoughts get in the way of their work. Throwing clothes into a suitcase along with your wallet and other information, they would be better without you, and if those runners were right, you would be easily replaced with another girl that could do everything you did and then some. Rushing, you quickly headed out the room, passing people who gave you confused looks and some who didn’t care.

You did pass Jinyoung and Haru who just sneered at you. “Oh look..looks like little miss whore finally got the memo to leave.” Haru snickers and Jinyoung joins in. “You better run far from here whore...because they’ll find you and kill you because you know too much.” The two cackled as you walked out the door, the cold wind hitting you as you bundled up.

You hopped into your car and called a number, sighing softly when they finally picked it up.

“(Y/n)? Are you okay? What’s going on?... it’s nearly 11:00pm..”

“J-jaehee...can I stay with you..?”

You could hear the woman sitting up in her bed, “Are you crying? Child if you don’t bring your ass here, you know you’re always welcome!” She fussed into the phone and you sniffled as you started up your car giving one last look to the building. Tears were flowing down your eyes as you backed up and drove away, your heart was crying out to you that this was not the right way to handle this situation but your head was in a rut, one that you didn’t think you could climb out of.

And one you didn’t want them to get into.

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“Angel! We’re done, I saw your message in the group chat, what do you need?”

Seonghwa asked, knocking on your room door. He chuckles to himself, thinking that you probably fell asleep while waiting for them to get finished. “I’m coming in!” He calls out opening the door. His eyes scan the room and confusion covers his face when he doesn’t see you at all. “Angel?” He calls out again, walking into your room and looking around, he sees the majority of your stuff still here, except your wallet and phone. He turns on his heel and heads back out, trying not to let his worries get to him.

‘Maybe she’s just working late in the office,’ He thinks to himself, going to your office. When he reaches the door he sees that it’s locked which is weird, because you always have your door open when in there. He pulls out his keys and quickly unlocks the door, pushing it open slowly. He looks in and his heart drops when this room is empty too. He walks in a bit, scanning the area looking for any signs of you before his eyes land on a box and a note with your hand writing on it. Seonghwa feels like his fears are becoming his worst reality, as with shaky hands he picks up the letter.

“Hongjoong!! Bring the others in here. Now!” He barked out, he was hoping this letter would just explain that you went out for a quick trip, and that you would be right back.

The rapid footsteps of the rest of his crew entered the room and they all circled around Seonghwa. “Is that from Princess? I was wondering where she was, she hasn’t been answering texts.” “Wooyoung’s right, Pup’s never this quiet, she usually tells us where she is going.”

“Yea, and earlier today, I saw her place the box in here, but she told me she was okay and gave me that award winning smile of hers.”

Wooyoung’s,Yunho’s and Yeosang’s words don't do anything to quell Seonghwa’s growing pit in his stomach.

His eyes quickly scanned over the letter and his eyes widened.

Dear Everyone,

I’m so so sorry for having to end it like this. But I feel that it is the best for all of us. I don’t serve any purpose in the crew and I’m just a nuisance to all of you. I can barely do anything right, and the things I do correctly always require help. I overheard some of the runners tonight talking about how you all were going to get rid of me...and I am completely fine with that. I’m happy as long as you all are happy. Please do not stress yourself trying to come and find me, I’ll already be long gone. I don’t need to be a liability in your group, something that other groups could easily use against you. So it’s for the best that I part ways with you all, I want you to know that I love each and every last one of you with my entire being. But I can’t bear to be a problem in the group anymore...and I know you’re probably yelling at me for saying goodbye like this.

But it’s the never right time to say goodbye..especially when you’re in love like me.

So I wish you all the best.

Love, (Y/n).

P.S.

Look in the box if you want to, it’s only up to you, I’m not forcing you.

Hongjoong is the one to open the box, pulling out a cute baby onesie with the words ``welcome Muyoung '' on it. Alongside it were ultrasound pictures and documents saying that you were 4 months along with a healthy baby boy.

Hongjoong quickly pulled out his phone, handing the baby clothes to Jongho, who was nearly on the verge of tears.

Hongjoongie: babygirl. Where are you?

Hongjoongie: Please answer me, this isn’t funny. We need to talk to you.

Hongjoongie: (Y/n)...Please baby just answer me…

Hongjoongie: I need to know if you are okay..

He called your phone and only got sent to voicemail. ‘Hello you have reached my mailbox! Sorry I’m probably busy with the boys, please leave a message!’ “Dammit (Y/n) Pick up the damn phone! This isn’t funny!!” He yelled into the phone.

Mingi was the next one to nearly break down, he picked up one of the copies of the ultrasound holding in his hands. You were pregnant, with one of their children, and now you were nowhere to be found. He leaned against Yunho trying to hold it together but tears ended up falling anyways. You really believed that you were a liability to them so much so that you left them without telling anyone. Yunho held Mingi in his arms as he watched everyone in the room scurry to try and call you.

Yeosang had his hands in his hair, he was the last one to see you, to touch you, to hear your sweet voice. He knew something was wrong, but he didn’t want to push you, but now he wished he did. He was beating himself up inside, he could’ve done something, he could’ve stopped you. Held you as you told him all these problems that you were having, but now he couldn’t and it was eating him alive.

Hongjoong backed up against a wall, sliding down it, spooking everyone else in the room, they glanced over to their leader and their hearts twisted. Tears were falling down his face, as he tried being silent with it, this was the first time anyone had seen him break down and cry like this. San and Wooyoung immediately went to comfort the male as silent tears kept falling heavily. Who could have filled your pretty little head with these thoughts? They all loved you with all their hearts, hell Hongjoong was even planning on making it official between you all. But now he could see his future with you crumbling before you, and the pain is worse knowing that you’re going to be struggling out there with a child. One that is one of theirs.

Seonghwa stepped out in the hallway, barking orders and demanding a meeting. His tone of voice sent fear through every member that heard it. Seonghwa wanted to know who was the cause of this, who made you doubt yourself to the point of leaving.

Soon every member was in that room, shocked to see half of their bosses with tear riddled eyes. Their leader was too distraught to even speak that he had to go out in the hall and finally let all of his emotions out, a loud sob of your name followed by pained cries. Seonghwa glared daggers into their eyes as he spoke with a flat tone.

“Who did it?”

A simple question that had the staff all looking at each other in confusion until Yeosang slammed his hand on the table, scaring them. “WHO TOLD (Y/N) THAT SHE WASN’T GOOD ENOUGH!?” He barked, tears threatening to fall from his own eyes.

“One of you grimey ass bastards is the reason she ran away, carrying our child! And if someone doesn’t confess soon I’m going to raise hell and high water in this goddamned base!!” San followed, a growl leaving his lips.

It was pin quiet until someone finally worked up the courage to raise their hand. Her name was Ruby, she was the medic of the team, a loyal woman who would do anything for her teammates. Seonghwa’s gaze softened when it came to her. “Yes, Ruby. Tell me what happened.”

Ruby nodded and stood up. “Yes sir.” She cleared her throat, “(Y/n) came to me months ago when she first became pregnant. She was excited to tell you all, but wanted to wait until she figured out the gender. I told her to keep coming to me for routine check ups to make sure her health was okay.” Seonghwa nodded, ushering the red head to continue speaking. “But she soon brought it to my attention that someone snooped into my office and spreaded the fact that she was pregnant without her knowledge. We later found out it was Haru, Jinyoung and Minjae as they were the last ones to get a check up from me.”

Yeosang was quicker than Hwa. His pistol aimed directly at Haru’s head, while San and Yunho had theirs pointed at Jinyoung’s and Minjae’s.

“What!? She’s lying!!”

“Why would we spread rumors about her?”

“We barely spend time around her!!”

Ruby rolled her eyes before dropping a bombshell. “(Y/n) sent me this voice recording she had of them earlier today. I was the last one to speak to (Y/n), I told her not to leave and she said she would come and talk to you and Hongjoong boss. But I guess these three fucktards said something else to her.” Ruby pressed play on the button, playing back the males conversation.

“Man it must suck to be the boss's personal whore.”“You mean (Y/n)?” “Yea, poor bitch doesn’t even know she’s not gonna be needed much longer.”

“All she does is bring messages and sucks our bosses dicks.”

“That's because her lazy ass can’t do shit! She’s fucking useless and the bosses know it! They just don’t want to loose their little fuck toy.”

“Ooo~ And plus, I heard from the girls that she’s pregnant!”

“Ha! Bet the slut doesn’t even know which one is the father!”

“That’s if it’s even any of of theirs”

Seonghwa raised his hand and smiled at Ruby. “We can always count on you Ruby, thank you so much. I’m giving you orders to go out and figure out where (y/n) went. Take everyone with you.” He says and Ruby nods as she stands up, everyone except Minjae and his two friends left out to follow Seonghwa’s orders. When everyone else left, it was pitch quiet in that room, nobody dared make a noise. Seonghwa looked over at Jongho beside him, who was staring blankly at the three responsible.

“Kill them.” The youngest said and Seonghwa gave a sick smile, “Oh, well you heard Jongho.”

The three tried to beg for their lives, but the cocking of guns sealed their fates

“Wait boss we’re sorry!!”

“Please give us another chance!”

“NO I don’t wanna die!!”

*BANG* *BANG* *BANG*

Three thuds were heard and Seonghwa’s smile finally faded. “We’re doing everything in our power to bring (y/n) back here. These dumbasses are dealt with. Jongho, Yeosang. Deal with them. Yunho you’re with me, we still have to calm down Joong.” All three males nodded as they headed out the door.

“Don’t worry Angel, we’re going to bring you back home..”

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(1 year later)

“Thanks for watching him tonight Jaehee!”

You call out waving to your friend with your son in your arms, “It’s fine (Y/n)! Call me when you get home Babe!” “I will!”

Muyoung cooed as he snuggled into your chest. You walked down the street, your apartment complex not being that far from where Jaehee stayed. It was rough when you first left, you were mostly depending on your friend.

You managed to get the pictures you did have of the boys printed off and put into picture frames around the house. Muyoung wasn’t old enough to start asking where his daddy was yet, but you were prepared for that day. The 1 year old was starting to look like Yeosang, meaning that Muyoung was his. It lined up, you remember that was a night where Yeosang had come back from a 3 week mission and you missed him so much that you spent the whole night with him.

Muyo had that same birthmark underneath his right eye, he had your eyes and Yeosang’s black hair. You chuckle as you could envision how the boys would be fussing over him, all wanting to take care of him or spend time with him.

It made you miss them dearly, but you shook your head, reminding you that this was the best for them. You and Muyo would only be a hindrance to them, as they would be focused so hard on you and him that they may forget their jobs. As you entered your apartment complex and got on the elevator, Muyo yawned a bit meaning he was tired. “Aww, is my little MuMu tired? Mommy is gonna get you to bed soon okay?” You say to him as you exited the elevator, your apartment being the first one. You opened the door and pushed inside, heading straight to Muyo’s bedroom and placing him down in the bed. He cooed a bit before eventually his eyes got droopy and he drifted off to sleep.

You sighed happily and were about to leave his bedroom when you heard the floor creak behind you. Whipping out a gun you had bought for protection a few months back you pointed it at the intruder in your house. “Who the fuck are you?” You asked threateningly.

“Babygirl?..”

“Darling?..”

Your eyes widened and you leaned over to flip the light on, hands flying to your mouth as you dropped your gun on the floor.

Hongjoong and Yeosang stood in front of you, your body froze. Your heart was screaming to run into their arms, feel safe and secure in their arms once again. Hongjoong was the first to slowly open his arms out to you and you caved, running into his arms. You sobbed quietly as the male held you in his arms, “shh..it’s okay..it’s okay baby girl, you’re safe.” Hongjoong said, rubbing a hand on your back.

Yeosang walked over to the crib and looked down at Muyoung with a soft smile. “You know he’s yours..” Your words make the male whip his head around to face you. “H-huh?” Yeosang asked, surprised. “He has your birthmark Yeo..look.” You say softly and Yeosang does, looking closer at the baby and a soft gasp leaves his mouth. Hongjoong chuckles a bit, placing a soft kiss on your forehead. “Please baby girl if you ever have a problem just tell us..” the older male pleads. “Our hearts shattered when you left, it’s like we lost a piece of us.” Yeosang nods as he comes back over to you, placing a kiss on your cheek.

“Hongjoong’s right, I was beating myself up for not asking if something was wrong that day.” Yeosang adds, “The whole base was in shambles, so please just come back home..”

You nodded into Hongjoong’s chest. “I-i will..i missed you all too.” Hongjoong’s grip on you tightens and he giggles happily. “Oh baby, you don’t know how happy everyone will be!!” He yelled before Yeosang shushed him, pointing to the crib. “Oh..sorry..”

The three of you giggle softly as Yeosang goes to grab Muyoung who was still fast asleep, the three of you head out your apartment, making sure you lock it up tight.

The ride back to the base was spent with you telling them about all the stuff that Muyo likes to do, his favorite color, favorite cartoons and what he does at daycare. Yeosang was smiling at you the entire time as he held Muyo, chuckling each time the young boy would move around.

Hongjoong was leaning on your shoulder, his hand intertwined with yours, he was at peace, he was just happy that you were back with them.

When they entered, Yeosang walked in first carrying Muyoung, Wooyoung ran up to him. “Whose child did you steal Yeo!?” “I didn’t steal anyone's child! This is-’

“His name is Muyoung, and He’s Yeo’s and I’s”

Wooyoung peeked around and nearly busted his ass running over to you. “Princess!!” He cheered, sweeping you up off your feet and out of Hongjoong’s grasp. His yelling grabbed Seonghwa’s attention who was in the kitchen. “Wooyoung the hell are you yelling about?!” He yelled annoyed and Wooyoung ran up to him with you in his arms. “Look!” You giggled at his antics and gave Seonghwa a smile as Wooyoung put you down in front of him.

“Are you real?” Seonghwa asked as he cupped your face with his hands and you nodded, “Yes..and I’m not leaving ever again..I missed-” Your words were silenced with a kiss to your lips, Seonghwa pulled you into his chest tightly afraid you would disappear if he let go. “Angel..please don’t ever go again..” He begged and you wrapped your arms around him nodding into his chest.

Wooyoung was happily bouncing around with a now awake Muyoung, who was giggling at the males silliness. Jongho had come back from a mission that he had and his eyes fell on you. Seonghwa ushered him to come over, and the youngest male dropped his bag, joining the hug.

“Cub you came back…” Jongho said quietly, leaning his head on you taking in your scent and the fact that you were standing right here. You kissed his cheek and Jongho melted into your grasp happily. “Mhm..I couldn’t stay away..Joongie and Yeo came to get me.” Seonghwa stepped away, allowing Jongho to hold you, rocking you back and forth as he mumbled soft things. This made you realize how much you missed them. You tried hard to push down those feelings and make it on your own, but you couldn’t stay away anymore. Seeing Yeosang and Hongjoong made you want to come running back into their arms.

Yunho and Mingi came into the room, Yunho going over to Yeosang and Woo to play with Muyo while Mingi snatched you up from Jongho. The large male twirled you around happily, cheering your name happily. “Ahh!! Welcome home!! Oh? You brought the baby! I wanna see the baby!” He put you down, placing a kiss on your forehead before rushing over to the males who were all playing with Muyoung. Muyo was giggling happily as everyone around him was making him laugh, “d...da..”

“Yes Mumu? What are you trying to say?” You asked to join everyone circling around Muyoung. He giggles softly and points towards Yeosang, Yeosang grabs him from Wooyoung and booped him on the birthmark. “What is it, Muyo?” Yeo asked and Muyo grabbed his nose, cooing cutely. “Da...da...dada!” The room goes quiet and Yeosang feels his heart swell. You ran up excitedly and looked at Muyo. “Say it again baby? Who is this?” You asked and Muyo hid his face in Yeosang’s neck, “Dada..” He said again making you squeal in excitement. “Oh my god! Yeo!” You hug the male excitedly as Yeosang was still frozen in shock with a smile on his face.

Seonghwa crossed his arms playfully, “Lucky~ I want a baby with Angel, This is so cute!” He jokes and Wooyoung nods. “ I want to be a dad too! This is sooo cute! Yeosang gets a little him running around.” You chuckle and shake your head, “Maybe once Muyoung grows up he can get a sibling, but I think now it’s time for all of us to go to bed, It’s late.” You say gesturing to the window, the moon high in the sky. Hongjoong agreed with you with a hum, “Let’s get to bed, we have a busy day tomorrow, We have meetings tomorrow, “ A chorus of groans was heard as everyone moved to their rooms, Yeosang and you walked together with Seonghwa who showed you to the babies room which was right between your bedroom and Hongjoong’s room.

“We have baby monitors set up and placed in everyone's room, so in case you’re not here (y/n), we can take over for you.” Seonghwa says giving you a kiss on your forehead before heading off to get ready for bed. Yeosang turns to you and smiles “I’ll put Muyo to bed,” He comes over and gives you a kiss on the lips. “Good night Love,” Yeosang says and heads off with Muyo, talking to him in tiny baby talk.

You watched happily as you went to your room, knowing full well that Yeosang was going to stay in the room with the baby. It felt good to be back with them, safe and sound. Though you would have to watch your back because if people found out about muyoung they may come after him. You shook your head trying not to think about it.

You just wanted to be with your lovers in peace.

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“F-fuck! Hongjoongie~ Feels so good”

You should’ve known you weren’t going to have a peaceful night of rest after being gone for so long. Hongjoong came into your room with tears in his eyes, something that you had never seen from the male. “Joong? Are you okay?” You asked, watching as the male came and climbed into your bed.

“I had a nightmare..that you left again..” Your heart broke as you pulled him into your chest. Hongjoong and you laid in bed for a bit in silence until he began peppering your chest with kisses. You giggled and looked down at him, “Joongie...go to sleep..” Hongjoong shook his head and lifted your shirt up, revealing your breasts to him. “I missed you..i missed this..” He says quietly, taking one of your nipples into your mouth. You let out a soft moan that was louder than wanted it to be. Hongjoong began to suck gently on the perked bud, soft groans leaving his mouth, his other hand raised to fondle the other in his hand.

“W-wait Hongjoong I- '' You didn’t get a chance to get it out as you look down and see Hongjoong backing away, small dribbles of milk traveling down your breast. You see his eyes darken a bit before he licks it clean, latching back onto your nipple with a soft moan. You arched your back a bit, moaning as Hongjoong continued his attack on your chest. “Joongie..please..” You whined, heat pooling between your legs and the knee hongjoong had there pushing against your heat deliciously. Hongjoong lifted up off your breast with a soft pop, licking his lips as a devious smirk was across his lips.

“My babygirl is so needy, did you miss daddy taking care of you?”

You feel a tingle go down your smile at him calling himself daddy. Hearing his title after so long had your head spinning and you simply nodded your head. “Mhm..missed you alot..” Hongjoong chuckles deeply as he pulls the covers off the two of you. “Oh? And you didn’t wear any panties tonight? You must’ve known you were going to get fucked tonight?”

Hongjoong backed away, pulling off his shirt and kicked off his sleep pants, quickly getting back in bed and wrapping your legs around his waist. “I missed having you under me like this..I missed your touch..” Hongjoong says before aligning himself with your warm cunt. You give him a small nod before he pushes into you, a soft moan leaving his lips. He slowly starts to roll his hips against yours, leaning down to capture your lips in his. His lips moved against yours in a slow sync, groaning as his hips slowly sped up.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, holding him closer to you. A soft whimper leaves you as Hongjoong backs up a bit putting his forehead against yours. “Fuck baby..I missed this so much..” he whines, kissing your cheek. You moaned in response “hongjoong…”

The air was filled with your moans, soft groans leaving from Hongjoong. It was something wonderful, you’ve missed this. It felt like Hongjoong was taking his time with you, he was making love to you as if you were going to vanish the next day.

Hongjoong leaned down to capture your lips again, you kissed him back feeling tears drop on your face. You lowered a hand to cup his cheek “Joong, Look at me baby..” The male opened his eyes slowly, tears still in his vision, Hongjoong backed away slightly “h-huh?..” You give him a gentle smile rubbing his cheek “Baby..I’m not going anywhere..I’m here. There’s no need to cry” Hongjoong nodded into your hand.

You giggle softly and switched your positions, so now you were riding the dark haired male. Hongjoong’s hands went to your hips as he watched you sink back down onto his cock, slowly starting to bounce on him. “Fuck…babygirl if you keep this up..I’m gonna cum..” He groans, and you smile at him “Go ahead..joongie..I want you to fill me up..” You tease watching Hongjoong bite his lips as he bucked up into you.

It didn’t take you both much longer to reach your ends, a soft cry of each other’s names. You slowly move yourself so you were laying on Hongjoong’s chest, his hands never leaving your body. You snuggle into him smiling gently before placing a kiss against his neck.

“Goodnight joongie…”

“Goodnight babygirl…”

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A soft knock on your door pulls you from your slumber and you groan a bit, seeing Hongjoong had long left. You rubbed your eyes and watched as the door pushed opened and your heart swelled.

“Go wake up mommy, and tell her breakfast is ready..”

You chuckle as the little patter of feet against the floor comes up to your bed. “Ma…mama…” You roll over to see Muyoung smiling happily at the edge of the bed with Yeosang standing at the door. You reached over and pulled the happy baby up, giggling at his squeals as you hugged him. “Good morning mommy’s baby!” You cheered moving to sit up. Yeosang walks over and places a kiss on your cheek. “Woo made breakfast to welcome you back. Hongjoong said you were sleeping in..” you nodded as you moved to climb out of bed, you pulled down your nightgown and picked up Muyo, who babbled excitedly in your grip.

Yeosang holds the door open as he escorts you down the hall, hand around your waist. The two of you head down to the kitchen making small talk, when you enter, Woo is wearing an apron as he rushes around trying to make sure things don’t burn. “Woo woo!” Muyo cries out to the male and Wooyoung whips around quickly taking the baby into his arms. “Ahh!! You see i got a nickname (Y/n)~” Wooyoung teases as he twirled Muyoung in his arms.

You giggle and went to sit down, watching Wooyoung play with Muyo as he prepared breakfast, letting the little one taste test things and chatted with him.

Everyone else poured in and was quick to sit down, with Hongjoong and Yeosang getting the sits beside you. It was a happy morning, Muyoung was bouncing between the boys, enjoying all the attention and all the people that would play with him. You were happy and smiled softly at it all, your heart was full of love and admiration for them all.

This was a sign, that you needed to stay, and that you never wanted to say goodbye ever again.

“Mama! Dada! Foodie!”

“AHHH OH MY GOD THAT WAS SO CUTTTEEEE”

“Woo quiet down”

“Aww I really want a baby now..”

“Same Joong..”

“Hwa stop hogging him.”

“Shush. I want to hold him.”

“I want to hold him too..”

(Should i make a little mini series ft Muyo and his Dads?)

ੈ✩‧₊˚ sweet, sweet dreams

• in which your brother’s perverted friend decides to help you out one night.

• warnings: pervy! wooyoung (like really) dry humping, somnophilia, (wooyoung finishing inside his pants and on you) light slut shaming. lowkey delusional woo.

“fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.”

wooyoung repeats over and over, quietly under his breath as his grip around you intensifies. fuck, he knows this is wrong. so damn wrong. if you were to wake up and find him in such a compromising position, he just knew you would scream bloody murder.

you. his best friend’s little sister. the girl who never put up with his teasing and sure as hell was never afraid to hit back harder with insults. the girl who could hold her own against her older brother and himself when needed to. and now, the one who’s getting humped into oblivion by a clingy, insatiable wooyoung.

he hadn’t meant for this to happen. he just wanted to see if you’d been up this late, maybe pick on you a bit with a few crude jokes. after yunho clocked out on him, the poor boy had been left bored with nothing to do. so naturally his mind began to wander off, and onto you.

it started off as a simple jester, curiosity even. upon entering your room (he had knock but there wasn’t a reply) wooyoung was met instantly with a sleepy version of you, curled up within your blankets as your leg draped above the fuzzy material. well, there goes that plan. of course you and your brother had similar sleeping habits, how annoying. now what was he supposed to do?

he raked his gaze over your slumped body. a part of him could admire this peaceful stature. no crass remarks departing from you, no rude gestures to indicate some sort of annoyance towards him. you simply just laid, unmoving and silent. and if he really allowed himself to trail off in thought, maybe he could even see just how cute you were. but, that’s dangerous thinking.

a slight shake to the head broke his concentration and soon he realized it’s getting a bit creepy the way he’s standing at your door frame watching you. better if he left now, before anyone could call him the sorts. right as he turned to go, rustling from a far causes him to freeze, followed by a low groan.

“no, no, i…”

hardly any motion to him, wooyoung peered over his shoulder and slightly above a whisper he called out to you, “y/n-ah, you okay?”

but there wasn’t reply. at least, not a decipherable one. you continued to mumble softly amongst yourself, head swiping back and forth leisurely before speaking up once more.

“mmrgh.…come here.” your last word was breathy and it makes his body stiffen. did you know he was in here? had he accidentally waken you up?

another airy moan leaves your lips, “stay…”

“hey, what are you saying?” without thinking, he stalks up towards the bed, ready to make eye contact with a present body, yet to his surprise your eyes remained shut and still. you had moved around some more, shifting your torso away from him and darting out a knee. mumbling out over and over, ‘stay’.

wooyoung stumbled back in disbelief. are you dreaming right now? could you somehow feel his presence despite whatever deep slumber you were currently in? and here you were asking for someone to stay. were you…..speaking to him?

more movements from you caused him to look down at you, watching as you further arched your back as a means of getting comfortable. he knew he shouldn’t. but in a quick motion does his focus drop down to your round ass currently out for him to see. he didn’t let himself enjoy the view for much longer, with wooyoung snapping out of his minor trance quickly.

what is he supposed to do now?

as perplexed as wooyoung is, his question was swiftly answered as he noticed your body started to shiver and little hicks were produced. mini mews filled his ears and the once idled, unmoving y/n he previously admired stirred to life, yet you were still absolutely completely asleep. begging someone to stay with you.

“you little-” he half-muttered, immediately lowering himself to the vacant side of your bed, “and you still manage to get your way even when sleeping, insane.” it wasn’t long before wooyoung wiggled himself closer towards you, all in the hopes of fulfilling whatever it is that you were yearning for, and at the moment contact was made, you wasted no time in stretching your back against him. you two fit together perfectly, like connecting puzzle pieces.

he slung an arm over you, which over time caused your shivers to go down, after a while your mutters disappeared back into silence, and soon you had been at peace just as you were before. wooyoung had done enough. embraced what he needed to, helped out like he meant for. just like how any good, determined friend would when aiding their friend’s little sister.

but, goddamn, he really couldn’t help himself.

if anything, why did you have to wear such skimpy, tight shorts to bed. ones that were practically glued to your ass and outlined every, single, detail. nothing was hidden, not even your plush, thick pussy lips that he could feel just barely hovering over his crotch. it drove him mad.

so, what started off as a slow graze of his hips ~ he just wanted to cop a little feel and nothing more ~ turned to a subtle rocking. subtle rocking, however, soon became not so subtle, his rhythm picking up gradually until-

“all your fucking fault,” he whimpers, squeezing his eyes shut to fully bask in the pleasure of feeling your clothed body slam hard against his clothed cock. his wrapped arms around your torso provides good security as he buries his head deeper into your shoulder, “had to go and make me so horny, ah-!”

you shifted once more in your sleep which caused one of his thrusts to land right onto your cunt, sending a delicious buzz soaring throughout his body. he can’t stop at this point. no, he won’t. he’s too far gone to even think about ending this euphoric scene. his head is jumbled, but only with the harsh thoughts of getting off. the needy, and desperate kind.

one of his legs swing over yours, changing the angle at where his bulge reaches. he’s grinding hard against your backside. the kind of grinding that only a dog in a panting heat would do, “just had to tell me to stay, huh?”

he’s utterly aroused. pre-cum dribbles from his tip and seeps through his underwear and his shorts, spreading disgustingly around his pelvis. it fuels him more. knowing that his remains are being discarded onto you, marking you of someone sort. he loves this.

“you secretly wanted this, yeah?” voice muffled, he lifts his head to mutter lowly into your ear now, “such a needy slut for your brother’s friend. letting me fuck you with my clothes on like this, what the hell y/n-ah?” streaks of his leftovers coat your ass, the sounds of his bucks now squishy and squelching into the air.

it all starts to become too much for him. the running tingles shooting through his vein, the overwhelming sensation of knowing that it’s you that got him to this point, all of it leaves him a moaning mess. he doesn’t even care for the repercussions at this point, he’s just desperate to let out all of his sticky load and cover you.

your cunt collides with his erection in a way that makes his head spin in pleasure. the continuous bouncing now causing his eyes to flutter gently as they roll back. your thick flesh of ass hitting his crotch over and over and over again. a guttural sigh escapes him.

“think i’m gonna….” he ruts faster and deeper into you, fully succumbing to the temptation, “fuck, you’re about to make me me cum, y/n-ah.”

and at last, with the biggest force of probably all night, does he drive his hips and hold your ass to him, oozing wet cum from his pants. he keeps the two of in that position as he grunts out the full length of his semen onto your ass, groaning and mewling during it all, till eventually there’s nothing left to empty. it all remains on you.

but even then, not once do you awaken during the session.

no. it’s not until the next day, eyes blinking slowly awake to an empty bed, in which you even register the weird soreness from your behind. the sour smell wafting below your nose which causes you to scrunch it up. and the most telling detail, feeling the remnants of something damp stuck on your shorts.

then after putting these facts all together do you sit up in your bed and close your eyes in irritation. he had been at it again.

fucking, wooyoung.

I HAVE A THOUGHT SBJABSKR

Note: this fic is pillow princess! Reader

Imagine Wooyoung makes you lay on your back, your legs up in the air with your pussy in his reach, all open for him while hes driving. And then he gently orders you to finger yourself, knowing how inexperienced you are at pleasuring yourself. He guides you to slowly push one finger inside your dripping cunt, groaning at the sloppy noises that are mixed with your whines.

"Fuck, daddy, I can't, i can't, want your fingers please."

Wooyoung almost moans at the way your whiny voice called out to him, trying to keep his eyes on the road. You almost squeal when his veiny fingers finally reach out to your pussy, slapping your clit twice before adding two of his long fingers inside you along with your own pumping fingers. "Don't pull out your fingers, baby." Your moans were almost audible to passing cars as his fingers are almost knuckles deep when he thrusts his fingers back into you.

"Rub your clit for daddy, princess." Your hand immediately comes down at his command, to meekly rub at your clit as your legs twitch up in the air.

Feeling you clench around his fingers, Wooyoung fastens his pace, roughly slamming his fingers inside you as your slick drips down to his black seats. A faint 'daddy' from you was enough for him to know you were close to cumming, "Go on, baby, cum for daddy."

A loud yelp leaves you as your cum squirts around his fingers, which still pace inside you at the same pace. Your hands coming down to hold his wrist for balance as your hips twitch from the orgasm.

Pulling his fingers out once you were a bit composed, Wooyoung pats your pussy which could be mistaken for slaps. "Good girl."

[IM ASCENDING RN SAWFGBRAEHHBDE]

hybrid biology

f!reader x yunho x san x yunho

smut | mdni

4.6k

Y/N adopts three hybrids—Jongho (a bear), San (a cat), and Yunho (a dog). One night, they request to suck on her breasts to help them sleep, citing their hybrid biology. Though surprised, Y/N agrees, leading to an intense and intimate encounter that ends in smut with all three hybrids

nsfw tags under

f/m/m/m, 3some, hybrids, oral fixation, breast sucking, dom/sub dynamics, rough sex, vaginal sex, soft dom, handjob, oral sex, penetration, praise kink, dirty talk, aftercare, begging, deep throat, hair pulling and moooore

When you woke up that morning with the simple intention to adopt a hybrid, you had no idea you'd leave the shelter with three—Jongho, the brown bear, San, the black cat, and Yunho, the golden retriever. Initially, you had imagined adopting just one companion, someone to keep you company, but the moment you met these three, something just clicked.

Jongho had stood stoically by the shelter gate, his brown fur gleaming in the sunlight as his eyes scanned you with quiet curiosity. He hadn’t been overly affectionate or eager to please like the others, but something about his calm presence grounded you. The caretaker had warned you that bear hybrids were more independent and liked their space, but that didn’t dissuade you.

San, on the other hand, was immediately drawn to you. He had padded over with fluid grace, his tail swishing behind him as he flashed you a grin so full of warmth that it melted your heart instantly. His black ears twitched as he circled you, brushing his shoulder against your legs. "You seem nice," he had purred, glancing up at you with gleaming eyes. "I wouldn’t mind going home with you." That statement was sealed with a playful wink that left your cheeks burning.

And then there was Yunho. The shy, golden retriever hybrid had peeked at you from behind the caretaker's leg, his floppy ears nearly hiding his face as his tail wagged nervously. He barely spoke a word at first, and it took you kneeling down to his level and offering your hand for him to even come forward. When he finally did, though, the way his eyes lit up made it clear he was the one who needed you the most.

Against all logic, you couldn’t choose between them. Somehow, all three fit together, balancing each other’s energies in ways that left you intrigued. They complemented each other’s personalities so well, you figured, why not? So you left the shelter with not one, but three hybrids trailing behind you.

Life with them quickly became a whirlwind of discovery. Each day revealed new facets of their personalities. Jongho preferred to lounge around the house, occasionally grumbling when San’s playful antics got in the way of his naps. His deep, rumbling voice made it clear that he was the one to set the pace in the household. “You don’t always have to be so hyper, you know,” he would murmur from his spot on the couch, barely lifting his head to meet San’s mischievous grin.

San, of course, would simply roll his eyes. "You’re such a grump, Jongho! Loosen up a little. She likes it when we play with her." Then he would dart off, his black tail flicking behind him as he padded toward you, demanding cuddles.

Yunho was always the quiet observer, watching the interactions between his friends with wide, thoughtful eyes. He rarely initiated conversation, but you always felt his presence nearby. Whether you were cooking, cleaning, or simply sitting on the couch, you’d feel the soft brush of his golden fur or hear his gentle footsteps approaching. He never asked for anything, but his proximity said it all—he found comfort in being near you.

The day had been good, long but fulfilling. You had shown the boys to their new room, helping them settle in, and they seemed content with their new surroundings. The bond between the four of you was growing, but you hadn’t realized how much until later that night.

Fatigue began to weigh you down, and after a quick goodnight, you excused yourself to your room. "Alright, guys. I’m heading to bed. You can stay up, but don’t forget to turn off the TV when you’re done," you said, giving them a tired smile.

Jongho gave a slow nod from his spot on the floor, where he lay sprawled out comfortably, while San stretched lazily on the couch, tail flicking lazily. Yunho, as usual, hovered in the background, his ears twitching but saying nothing.

Sleep came easily once you curled up under your blanket. But sometime in the dead of night, a soft knock at your door pulled you from the depths of slumber. Groggily, you sat up, rubbing your eyes as your door creaked open. All three hybrids stood there, framed by the dim light from the hallway. Jongho, as usual, was unreadable, his face betraying nothing but his brown ears twitching slightly. San fidgeted, his tail wrapped around his leg as if he was debating whether or not to speak, while Yunho, poor shy Yunho, was hiding half his face behind his floppy ears.

“Is something wrong?” you asked, voice still thick with sleep.

Jongho said nothing, his eyes glancing away as if he wasn’t quite sure how to approach the topic. San was the first to break the awkward silence. “N-No! Not really, but…” He trailed off, shifting nervously on his feet, his fingers playing with the hem of his shirt.

“There’s something we need to tell you,” Yunho finally whispered, his voice barely audible as he stared at the floor.

Your brows furrowed in concern, a pit forming in your stomach. What was going on? Had you done something wrong? Were they unhappy? “What is it?” you asked again, your voice soft but firm, not wanting to pressure them but needing answers.

Silence followed, the weight of it pressing down on you as the boys exchanged awkward glances. Jongho, who normally radiated confidence, was uncharacteristically still. His tail, which usually swayed lazily behind him, had stopped entirely, and his eyes were glued to the ground. He looked like a statue except for his twitching ears. Yunho was practically cowering behind him, and you could see San’s tail swishing nervously.

“Oh my God, just say it,” San finally muttered under his breath, looking frustrated with the stalemate. He took a deep breath, his cheeks flushing slightly as he forced the words out. “We need your help… to fall asleep.”

Your brain stalled for a moment. That was it? You had been expecting something much worse, given how tense the air had felt. “That’s it?” You chuckled softly, relieved that it wasn’t something more serious. “Okay, how can I help?”

But your question seemed to make things worse. Jongho rolled his eyes, and Yunho looked like he wanted the ground to swallow him whole. San, however, continued, his words fumbling awkwardly, “W-We need to…”

“S-Suck on y-your…” Jongho continued, still unable to meet your eyes.

“Your boobs,” San finished, sounding almost bored with the situation, though the flush of his cheeks betrayed his embarrassment. His eyes darted away as he scratched behind one ear nervously.

“You what?” The words left your mouth before you could stop them. Your voice was a higher pitch than normal, and your eyes widened in shock. Surely, they were joking, right?

San’s shoulders slumped as your stunned reaction lingered. He mumbled, “Told you she’d freak out…”

Yunho, who had been silent for most of the interaction, shifted uncomfortably, pulling at his ears out of nervousness. “I knew it,” he muttered softly. “I told you she wouldn’t like it.”

“Wait.” You blinked, finally coming to your senses as they turned to leave the room. Curiosity now mixed with confusion. “Can you explain what you mean?”

The three hybrids exchanged surprised glances, clearly not expecting your willingness to listen. After a moment, Jongho sighed, taking the lead with a straightforward explanation. “Our biology is… different from humans. For some reason, we need to suck on…” he gestured vaguely toward your chest, avoiding eye contact again. “Tits. It helps us sleep. We don’t understand it either, so don’t ask. It’s just how we’re wired.”

The more you listened, the more bizarre it seemed, but part of you couldn’t ignore that it made a strange kind of sense. Jongho had tried to nap several times throughout the day but had seemed restless, tossing and turning. San had been unusually clingy, more than usual, while Yunho… well, he had always hovered, but it seemed more intense lately.

You would have to admit, they were all incredibly attractive, and the thought of being intimate with them sent a shiver down your spine. You weren’t sure if you were ready to be vulnerable with them like this, especially since you hadn’t known them for very long.

Yunho’s soft voice broke the silence again. “You don’t have to do anything. We’ll figure something else out.”

“Sorry to bother—” San started, but you interrupted him, surprising even yourself.

“I’ll do it.”

All three hybrids looked utterly flabbergasted, their eyes wide as they processed what you’d just said.

“Really?” San asked, voice filled with disbelief.

You swallowed, your heart pounding in your chest. You had made your decision. “Really.” With a small movement, you pulled your shirt over your head, exposing your bare chest to them.

For a moment, none of them moved, their eyes locked onto your exposed skin as if they couldn’t believe it. Then, with barely contained excitement, San and Yunho practically shoved each other, both eager to be the first to reach you. Jongho hung back, watching with a mixture of amusement and something else you couldn’t quite place.

San was the first to touch you, his warm hands cupping your breasts gently, his eyes half-lidded as he leaned in closer. His usually playful demeanor had softened, replaced by a kind of reverence that caught you off guard. "You're really okay with this?" he asked, his voice low, almost uncertain. His fingers brushed across your skin, sending a shiver through you.

You nodded, your breath hitching. "I am. Just… go slow."

San’s lips quirked into a small, relieved smile. “Of course.”

Yunho, who had been lingering in the background, hesitated before moving forward. His eyes were filled with nervousness, but there was something deeper—longing, maybe? He knelt beside you, his large golden ears twitching as he leaned closer. His hand trembled slightly as he touched your other breast, his touch featherlight, almost as if he was afraid to hurt you.

"Is this okay?" Yunho whispered, his eyes darting up to meet yours, wide and innocent.

You gave him a reassuring smile. "It's okay, Yunho. You're doing great."

Jongho, meanwhile, stood back, watching the scene unfold with his arms crossed. His expression was unreadable, but his dark eyes flicked between San, Yunho, and you with a hint of something… possessive? You weren’t sure. Finally, with a sigh, he walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down, leaning in close. His presence, though not as immediate as the other two, was commanding. He didn’t rush to touch you, instead resting his hand on your thigh, waiting patiently.

“Don’t think we’re letting them have all the fun,” Jongho said quietly, his voice rumbling deep in his chest. His thumb rubbed slow circles against your skin, his eyes finally locking with yours.

You felt your pulse quicken at the intensity of his gaze, but before you could respond, San had begun trailing kisses along your collarbone, his breath warm against your skin. “You taste as good as I imagined,” he murmured against your skin, his lips grazing your neck before moving lower.

At the same time, Yunho’s shy demeanor melted into focus as he mirrored San’s movements, his lips brushing your other breast. His breath was shaky as he parted his lips, finally taking your nipple into his mouth. The warmth of his mouth, combined with his soft, hesitant sucks, sent waves of pleasure coursing through you.

San was a little more confident, his tongue swirling around your nipple before he took it between his lips. His playful nature was still there, but it was tempered with care as he nipped gently, his eyes flicking up to watch your reactions. “Is this good?” he asked, voice husky as he sucked gently, his ears twitching in satisfaction when he heard you moan.

Your back arched slightly, pressing yourself into their mouths as soft moans escaped your lips. The sensation of their mouths on you, one gentle and unsure, the other teasing and confident, had you reeling. You were acutely aware of every touch, every flick of their tongues, and the tension building low in your belly.

Jongho watched, his expression hard to read, but there was an unmistakable gleam in his eyes. He squeezed your thigh lightly, leaning in to whisper in your ear. “You’re doing good. Just relax.” His voice was a soothing contrast to the intensity building between you and the other two hybrids, and you found yourself sinking deeper into the moment.

San pulled away slightly, his lips glistening as he gave a playful tug on your nipple. “You’re so sensitive. I could do this all night,” he purred, nipping gently before sucking again, harder this time.

Yunho, still a little hesitant, began to follow his lead, his mouth moving more confidently now. He sucked gently, then licked, then sucked again, his ears flicking with every little sound you made. He wasn’t as bold as San, but his focus was intense, like he was determined to make you feel good.

Your moans grew louder, your body reacting to their ministrations as your thighs rubbed together, desperate for friction. The pleasure was building steadily, each flick of their tongues sending sparks of electricity through you. Your head tilted back, eyes closing as the sensation overwhelmed you.

Jongho’s hand slid from your thigh up to your waist, his thumb brushing over your skin in slow, deliberate circles. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against your ear. “You want more, don’t you?” he murmured, his voice low and knowing.

You nodded, unable to form words as San’s lips pulled away, a smirk playing on his face as he watched your reaction. “Of course she does,” he said, his voice dripping with amusement. He gave your nipple one last playful nip before sitting back, his eyes dark with desire.

Yunho, however, lingered a little longer, his mouth still latched to your breast, his soft golden ears pressed flat against his head as he sucked gently, his focus entirely on you. His hand, which had been resting on your waist, slid down to your stomach, hesitating just above your waistband.

Jongho finally stood, his presence looming as he moved closer, his hand still resting on your waist as he gently pulled Yunho back. “Let’s not overwhelm her all at once,” he said softly, though there was a clear command in his tone. His eyes met yours, dark and intense. “You ready for more?”

You swallowed hard, your heart racing. The anticipation had your body trembling, and the way Jongho looked at you made your knees weak. “Yes,” you whispered, barely able to speak through the haze of pleasure clouding your mind.

Jongho smiled—a slow, predatory grin—as he guided you to lie back fully on the bed. “Good.”

With careful precision, Jongho climbed onto the bed, his large hands easily lifting your legs over his shoulders as he positioned himself between them. His breath was hot against your thighs as he spread soft kisses along your skin, teasing you, while his fingers lightly traced your inner thigh, sending shivers up your spine.

San, now sitting beside you, chuckled as he watched. “Lucky Jongho. He always gets what he wants,” he said, a teasing lilt to his voice.

Yunho, still kneeling by the bed, watched with wide eyes, his expression torn between awe and nervousness. His hands fidgeted in his lap, but he didn’t say anything, his gaze locked onto the scene in front of him.

“Shut up, San,” Jongho grumbled, but his focus remained on you, his lips trailing up to your inner thigh. He pressed a kiss dangerously close to your center, his breath hot and teasing. “You’re already so wet,” he murmured, his voice low and rough, as if the sight of you was affecting him as much as it was affecting you.

Your breath hitched as you felt his fingers slide down to your entrance, teasingly brushing against you. “Jongho—” you gasped, your hands instinctively gripping the sheets as the anticipation mounted.

Without another word, Jongho’s mouth descended onto you, his tongue licking a slow, deliberate stripe over your slit before settling on your clit. The shock of pleasure that shot through you made you cry out, your back arching off the bed as his tongue worked circles over your sensitive flesh.

San smirked, his fingers reaching out to gently tug at one of your nipples, earning a whimper from you. “Looks like someone’s enjoying herself,” he teased, his voice low and husky. His eyes gleamed with amusement, but there was an unmistakable hunger in them.

Yunho, quiet as always, watched intently, his eyes wide with awe as he took in the sight of you writhing under Jongho’s ministrations. His lips parted slightly, and for the first time, you noticed the bulge straining against his pants. He shifted uncomfortably but didn’t say a word.

Jongho, meanwhile, had no intention of stopping. His tongue flicked expertly over your clit, sending wave after wave of pleasure crashing over you. His fingers slid inside you easily, curling in just the right way that had you gasping, your hands flying to his hair as you pulled him closer.

“I-I’m close,” you gasped, your body trembling as you felt the climax building inside you, threatening to snap at any moment.

But just as you reached the peak of your pleasure, Jongho pulled away, his mouth and fingers leaving you empty and aching. You let out a desperate whine, your body shaking with need. “No, please—” you begged, tears prickling at the corners of your eyes as the denial of release hit you like a freight train.

Jongho smirked, his eyes dark with satisfaction as he watched your desperate reaction. “Not yet,” he said simply, his voice thick with lust. “We’re not done with you.”

Behind him, San and Yunho were already moving. San had stripped off his shirt, revealing his lean, muscular torso, his cat ears twitching in excitement. “On your knees, sweetheart,” he purred, his voice dripping with seduction as he guided you up onto all fours. “Time to give you what you really want.” San’s hands were firm yet gentle as he guided you onto your hands and knees, his movements deliberate and slow. You could feel the heat radiating from his body as he positioned himself in front of you, his eyes dark and filled with anticipation. His cock stood hard and ready, twitching slightly as he stroked himself a few times while watching you.

“You’re gonna be a good girl for us, aren’t you?” San purred, his voice smooth and teasing. His words sent a jolt of arousal straight to your core, your body reacting to his authoritative tone.

Behind you, Yunho’s presence was quieter, but just as intense. His hands trembled slightly as he moved into position, his soft golden retriever ears drooping as he knelt behind you. There was a noticeable tension in him—nervousness mixed with an overwhelming desire to please. His hand rested on your hip, his touch featherlight.

San gripped the back of your head gently, his thumb stroking your cheek as he positioned his cock near your mouth. “Open up, sweetheart,” he murmured, his voice soft yet commanding.

You did as he asked, parting your lips and allowing San to slide his length into your mouth. He let out a groan as he pushed deeper, his hand threading through your hair to guide you at a steady pace. His cock filled your mouth, the weight of him heavy on your tongue as you sucked, your cheeks hollowing as you tried to take him deeper.

“Good girl,” San moaned, his hips starting to move in slow, shallow thrusts. He didn’t push too hard, letting you adjust to him at your own pace, but the satisfied growl that escaped him let you know he was enjoying every second.

Yunho, still behind you, hesitated for a moment longer. His large, warm hands slid from your hips down to your thighs, his touch shaky but reverent. “I-I’ll be gentle,” he whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of San’s soft groans.

You moaned around San’s cock, your body trembling in anticipation of Yunho’s next move. His hand guided the tip of his length to your entrance, his breath shaky as he slowly, carefully pushed inside you. The stretch was delicious, and you couldn’t help but whimper at the feeling of being filled by him. He was gentle, almost too gentle, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he buried himself to the hilt.

Yunho let out a soft gasp, his forehead resting against your back for a moment as he adjusted to the sensation of being inside you. “You feel… so good,” he mumbled, his voice tinged with awe and disbelief.

The combination of San’s cock in your mouth and Yunho’s inside you was overwhelming in the best way possible. You tried to focus on sucking San, your tongue swirling around his length as he moved in and out of your mouth, but the way Yunho was slowly thrusting into you made it hard to concentrate. Every thrust sent a jolt of pleasure through you, building steadily with each movement.

San’s grip on your hair tightened slightly as he thrust deeper, his pace picking up as he got more comfortable. “That’s it, baby,” he groaned, his voice thick with arousal. “You look so good with your mouth full of me.”

Behind you, Yunho was picking up his pace too, his nervousness fading as he got lost in the pleasure of being inside you. His thrusts were slow but deep, each one hitting just the right spot, making you moan around San’s cock. Your body trembled, caught between the pleasure of being taken from both ends.

Jongho, who had been watching from the side with a hungry, possessive gaze, finally moved forward. His presence was commanding, his dark eyes locked on you as he stood beside the bed, stroking himself slowly. He hadn’t touched you yet, but the way his gaze roamed over your body made you shiver with anticipation.

“You’re taking them so well,” Jongho rumbled, his voice low and rough. His eyes flicked to San, then Yunho, before settling back on you. “But you’re not finished yet.”

San groaned, his hips thrusting faster as he neared his peak. His fingers dug into your hair, holding you in place as he fucked your mouth harder. “Shit, you’re amazing,” he gasped, his breath ragged as he felt himself getting closer to release.

Yunho’s thrusts grew more frantic behind you, his hands gripping your hips tighter as he lost himself in the feeling of being buried inside you. He was quiet, but the way his breath hitched and the soft gasps that escaped him let you know he was just as close to the edge.

You moaned around San’s cock, your body trembling as the pleasure built up inside you, threatening to overwhelm you. The sensation of Yunho thrusting into you, combined with San’s cock filling your mouth, had you teetering on the edge of release.

“I-I’m close,” Yunho whispered, his voice trembling with the effort to hold back.

San was right there with him, his hips stuttering as he thrust deep into your mouth one last time, groaning loudly as he came. His release spilled down your throat, and you swallowed it eagerly, moaning around him as your own orgasm built to its peak.

Yunho’s grip on your hips tightened as he thrust into you one last time, a soft cry escaping his lips as he came, filling you with his warmth. The feeling of him releasing inside you, combined with San’s release in your mouth, was enough to push you over the edge. You moaned loudly, your body trembling as your orgasm crashed over you, leaving you breathless and spent.

San pulled out of your mouth with a satisfied groan, his thumb brushing over your lips as he smirked down at you. “You did so good, sweetheart.”

Yunho, still behind you, pulled out slowly, his hands shaking slightly as he sat back on his heels, his face flushed with both arousal and embarrassment. “I-I’m sorry if I was too rough,” he mumbled, his golden ears drooping slightly.

You shook your head, still catching your breath. “No, Yunho… you were perfect.”

Jongho, who had been watching the entire time, finally moved forward, his expression dark and hungry as he climbed onto the bed. “Now it’s my turn,” he growled, his large hands gripping your waist as he positioned himself behind you.

You barely had time to catch your breath before Jongho thrust into you, his cock filling you completely in one swift motion. You cried out, your body jolting from the force of his thrust. He was rougher than Yunho, his hands gripping your waist tightly as he pounded into you with a relentless rhythm.

“God, you’re so tight,” Jongho groaned, his voice deep and guttural as he buried himself inside you again and again. His thrusts were hard and fast, each one pushing you closer to the edge once more. The sensation of being filled so completely by him was overwhelming, your body trembling with pleasure.

San and Yunho watched, their eyes dark with lust as they sat back, their chests heaving as they recovered from their own releases. San’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction, while Yunho’s face was still flushed with embarrassment, though there was a hint of desire in his gaze as he watched Jongho take you.

Jongho’s thrusts grew more frantic, his breath ragged as he neared his release. His hands gripped your waist so tightly you were sure there would be bruises, but the pleasure he was giving you outweighed any pain. You could feel yourself nearing the edge again, your body shaking as the pleasure built to an almost unbearable level.

“I’m gonna fill you up so good,” Jongho growled, his voice rough with lust. His hips slammed into you one last time, burying himself deep inside you as he came, his release spilling inside you. The feeling of him filling you was enough to push you over the edge again, and you cried out, your body trembling as your second orgasm washed over you.

Jongho stayed buried inside you for a moment longer, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. Finally, he pulled out slowly, his hands releasing their grip on your waist as he sat back, a satisfied smirk on his face.

You collapsed onto the bed, completely spent, your body trembling from the intensity of everything that had just happened. Your mind was hazy, your breaths coming in shallow gasps as you struggled to stay conscious.

San chuckled softly, brushing a strand of hair from your face as he leaned down to press a gentle kiss to your forehead. “You’re amazing, you know that?”

Yunho, still flushed and shy, reached out to pull the covers over you, his hands gentle as he tucked you in. “You should rest now. We’ll take care of everything else.”

Jongho lay down beside you, his large body enveloping you as he pulled you into his arms. “Sleep,” he murmured, his voice soft and soothing now that the heat of the moment had passed.

You didn’t need to be told twice. Exhaustion overtook you, and before long, you drifted off to sleep, feeling safe and content in the arms of your hybrids.

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PAIRING: Baseball player! Wooyoung x Cheerleader! F! Reader

SYNOPSIS: You can't blame Wooyoung for wanting to fuck upi after a good game, after all, having a hot girlfriend is tiresome.

WORD COUNT: 1.5k

WARNINGS/CONTENT: Semi-public sex, college au, unprotected sex, oral (f, receiving), finger sucking, degradation, daddy kink (literally twice or thrice), wall sex, hints of voyeur! San.

Your smooth moves were contradicting your mind – which was filled with anticipation. It was already mid-game and although your boyfriend's team was leading with four points, the anxiety in you never settled.

Your abdomen is also filled with images of what might be awaiting you if Wooyoung won the cup for your university. It was almost like the feeling of his plump lips resting against your lips still lingered on your skin while he whispered, “I'm gonna win this game and ravage your tight little pussy till you're digging your nails on my back.”

Surely his whisper had been subtle but the same couldn't have been said to deep blish taking over your face which caused your boyfriend to instantly bloom into a satisfied grin.

It was at the last round, that the atmosphere turned extremely silent – patiently waiting for Wooyoung to pitch the ball that would get his team the point to win the tournament.

In barely a few seconds – as you watch, loud cheers erupt, drowning out the loud ‘all out’. You exclaim in happiness, almost running down to where your lover stood with a proud smile while his eyes stalked your steps.

You immediately throw your arms around him, his own hands wrapping around your waist as he places a soft peck behind your ear. The subtle action has you clenching your thighs in excitement. “Congratulations, baby.”

You mentally thank your vocal chords for not betraying you. “Mhm, I hope you still remember the promise I made you, pretty.” You nibble on your lower lip from his words – his hands caress the sides of your waist sensually.

And before you knew it, Wooyoung's large hand wrapped around your wrist, pulling you away from the crowd, desperately trying not to draw attention to yourself. You expected him to pull you to his car to take you home but your surprise only grows when he drags you away to the sports locker rooms.

There was barely anyone in sight when Wooyoung pulled you into one of the empty sections inside the locker room, locking the door behind him.

It was a narrow space, but big enough to give the both of you room to fuck away like rabbits. “Did you seriously think about fucking me all the while you were on the field?” You ask as you wrap your arms around his shoulder – prepping kisses onto his jawline. “Having a hot girlfriend is tiresome, alright? You know how hard it was to not imagine you wrapped around my dick while wearing this short ass skirt of yours?”

His thigh locates itself in between your thighs, letting you grind over his tight jeans. Wooyoung gathers your hair in one big ponytail tugging at your hair to present your neck to himself.

It doesn't take long for him to find your sweet spot, sucking the area hard till you're a moaning mess in a few seconds – your hips grinding down on him desperately.

His tongue slides over the dark purple mark when his hands yank up your skirt to tear off your underwear. A chuckle from him when he feels your wetness on the pads of his fingers has your face flushing red. “You're fucking dripping, baby.”

Moving his hands to the hem of your shirt to effortlessly pull it off. With a swift move, his fingers skillfully unbuckle your bra, pushing the fabric off your body. The sudden exposure to the cold air causes your nipples to perk up.

Your hands mindlessly travel down to unbuckle his belt, hastily. Wooyoung is fast in helping your desperate hands as he holds your wrists in one hand, while throwing away his belt to the floor. But nonetheless, he shakes his head at you, “You gotta stop being impatient, princess.”

Although contradicting his words, Wooyoung suddenly moves down to his knees – his hands coming up to grasp your thighs from below. You yelp when – without a warning, Wooyoung hoists your right leg on his shoulder – leaning in between your thighs to attach his lips to your clit.

Your hands swiftly find home in between his hair locks as his tongue laps at your slick. You practically chew on your teeth to avoid the loud moans threatening to escape you. But your eyes shut close in pleasure as your lips stretch into a satisfied grin from finally feeling the pleasure coarse through your body.

Wooyoung's hand travels to the back of your ass, squeezing your flesh momentarily before pulling your pussy closer to himself – till his head is buried underneath your white skirt.

His tongue darks out to lap at your wet folds in a fast pace – which has your hands moving away from his hair to desperately find a surface to hold on to.

But, of course, Wooyoung almost had a smug smile painting his face when he heard your muffled noises which you tried to hold in desperately. Your eyes roll back when you feel your orgasm approaching – your bottom lip falling from the confines of your teeth as loud moans erupt from you. Your hazy brain could barely worry about making it obvious to the people outside.

“W-woo, Gonna cum” Your words could be confused for whimpers and a series of loud moans fall off your lips as you climax. Your hips twitch in Wooyoung's hold all while he moves his lips to press soft kisses to your inner thighs.

Rising to his feet, Wooyoung caresses the back of your neck, “Breath for me, baby.” He places butterfly kisses on your neck, “You did so well for me, love.” And soon, your pants lower as you get over your high.

“Want a break, princess?” His words immediately have you shaking your head, “Want you to fuck me, now.” He cocks his eyebrows at your demand, and the immediate “Please” from you doesn't help. “You know how to ask for something, baby.”

“Can you please fuck me, daddy?” Hoping the nickname makes him cave and ram his cock into you, your hands tug on his black baseball shirt. A smirk makes its way onto your lips, when Wooyoung groans under his breath – his hands almost ripping off his own pants as he hastily makes his way out of them.

And before you could speak a word, Wooyoung's fingers shove themselves into your mouth, his hand coming down to wrap your leg around his waist as he lines his cock in between your slippery folds. “My fucking pleasure, princess. You're gonna keep your mouth fucking shut while daddy fucks his cum into you alright?”

Your muffled whimpers and pathetic nod manages to break Wooyoung’s patience as he grips your hips closer to his – letting his thick cock slam its way into you. Your eyes roll back yet again, your hips immediately losing control at the feeling of being filled to the brim.

Wooyoung slowly lets his cock slip out a bit before he is slamming into you again at a ruthless pace, his hand bruisingly gripping at your flesh. “Don't you fucking love being treated like a dirty slut?” the noises of skin-slapping resonate throughout the room – along with your muffled moans.

“You love getting fucked against some wall with barely any privacy? You wouldn't mind if someone barges in and watches the way I fill your little pussy with my cock, hmm?”

Your spit slips past your mouth, dripping down your chin from the way your brain can only think about Wooyoung's cock movements.

And out of nowhere, there was a familiar voice outside the door. Wooyoung curses under his breath, his hips barely halting from slapping against yours.

“Yo, where did Wooyoung run off to? I swear I couldn't see him anywhere.” San's voice was almost muffled from how farther he was from where you stood but the thought of getting caught by your boyfriend’s best friend almost has you clenching around Wooyoung.

“Fuck, San can barge in here any second, you know that right, baby?” His hips slam harder into you, for each thrust. “Maybe, he should. I think San would love to know what kind of slut is hiding behind that pretty face, wouldn't he?”

You can barely respond to Wooyoung's obvious question when you feel his fingers rub circles on your clit. And the action had you squirting all over his cock, your hold clenching down on him tightly. The sight of your orgasm and your warm walls closing around him, brings Wooyoung closer to his own orgasm sooner than he imagined. Wooyoung moans under his breath, as spurts of hot cum fill you up in seconds.

Both of you take a few minutes to ride out your orgasm – while you lean into each other's arms. “Fuck, that- was hot, babe.” Wooyoung says once he pulls his soft cock out of your hole.

As the both of you dress yourself back in your clothes quickly, you try not to make any more noises as you get out of the confined space. But you yelp loudly when the both of you come face-to-face with the wide-eyed San, whose face was as flushed as the tip of his cock which laid hard on the palm of his hands.

I HAVE A THOUGHT SBJABSKR

Note: this fic is pillow princess! Reader

Imagine Wooyoung makes you lay on your back, your legs up in the air with your pussy in his reach, all open for him while hes driving. And then he gently orders you to finger yourself, knowing how inexperienced you are at pleasuring yourself. He guides you to slowly push one finger inside your dripping cunt, groaning at the sloppy noises that are mixed with your whines.

"Fuck, daddy, I can't, i can't, want your fingers please."

Wooyoung almost moans at the way your whiny voice called out to him, trying to keep his eyes on the road. You almost squeal when his veiny fingers finally reach out to your pussy, slapping your clit twice before adding two of his long fingers inside you along with your own pumping fingers. "Don't pull out your fingers, baby." Your moans were almost audible to passing cars as his fingers are almost knuckles deep when he thrusts his fingers back into you.

"Rub your clit for daddy, princess." Your hand immediately comes down at his command, to meekly rub at your clit as your legs twitch up in the air.

Feeling you clench around his fingers, Wooyoung fastens his pace, roughly slamming his fingers inside you as your slick drips down to his black seats. A faint 'daddy' from you was enough for him to know you were close to cumming, "Go on, baby, cum for daddy."

A loud yelp leaves you as your cum squirts around his fingers, which still pace inside you at the same pace. Your hands coming down to hold his wrist for balance as your hips twitch from the orgasm.

Pulling his fingers out once you were a bit composed, Wooyoung pats your pussy which could be mistaken for slaps. "Good girl."

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Hello I just wanted to say I love your writing! I have a request for a poly yandere yungi x reader where their play a little game to decide who's going to impregnate the reader first! The rest can be up to you, thank you for your time! ❤️

OOOP I LIKE HOW YA THINK ANON-

Honestly I feel like they would make a competition to see who can do it first. they'd just prop you up on the bed, a pillow underneath your ass so you won't waste anything-

they wouldn't care who's child comes first because they wanna have many kids with you!

AHHHHHH!!! I love this idea.

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"P-please..no more Yunho.."

"But baby~ you let Mingi do it, be a good pup for me and let me fill you up~"

You could barely fight it, the way that Yunho's cock plunged into your abused cunt. Nothing but whiny moans leaving your lips.

You've been in this same spot for the past week, propped up on the bed like the good pillow princess you were.

You made the mistake of talking about how you wanted kids around your loving 'husbands'. You should've known better, because as soon as you said you wanted children, the two of them forced you into the bed and that's how you ended up here.

Yunho's grip on your hips was tight as he pounded into you for the second time today. Mingi had already come earlier today and wore you out, Yunho was pouty and was ready for his turn with their baby.

"You're so good, fuck..fuck..such a pretty baby" Yunho groans, "God I hope you get pregnant baby, I don't care if it's mine or Mingi's but seeing you plump and round..just does something for me." He says leaning down to place a kiss on your lips.

All you could do was moan in response as he fucked into you, Yunho and Mingi were caring husbands, so you weren't afraid of them not being able to take care of you. You were afraid for everyone else.

They were very overprotective, to the point where they have killed for you, they have killed because of you. So imagine if you had a child? Oh, it would be on and popping, they'll probably never let you out of the house.

Yunho groans as his hips finally stilled, his seed spilling deep into you, you whimpered in overstimulation as Yunho pulled out, using his fingers to scoop whatever spilled out back in.

"Look at our Princess, all fucked out and stuffed full of our cum.." Mingi says from the doorway, "Such a pretty sight, isn't it?' Yunho teases placing kisses on your thighs, "Our pretty pup is gonna be so cute waddling around the house, her breasts are gonna get so huge and plump.." Yunho whines at the thought and you lean up a bit to smack his arms.

"Yunho!"

"What~?" The male says chuckling moving the pillow and picking you up, "Is Our pup ready for her nightly routine?" You nodded, leaning into the male, "Ooo, since you had princess that means I get to take a bath with her~" "Noo I wanted to!" You sighed as you were carried into your large bathroom, watching the two males argue playfully.

This was going to be an interesting next couple of months..because you were already pregnant. But just haven't found the time to tell the males, but you let them continue their little game because in the end you felt good and they were happy.

But you didn't know how you were going to explain this on your next doctors appointment.

"Pup! Bath is ready! Come with me~!" "No! Princess owes me special time now! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I lowkey might make this into a longer fic, I really love this idea!

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7:40pm

A/n: I forgive for what you are about to read, I had a dream and it went like this basically-

Warnings: Pwop, Dom! Mingi, Sub! Reader, unprotected sex, degradation, pet names, hair pulling, Sir kink, praise kink, let me know what I missed!

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"Look at how you're taking this cock baby, you're doing so well.."

"My pretty little whore, you can barely speak from how good I'm fucking you."

You could only moan, your face was pressed down in the mattress, ass in the air. Mingi's large hand was pressed against your lower, helping keep you in place. On your third orgasm of the night ,the sound of his hips slapping against yours echoing in the bedroom, deep groans leaving his lips .

"fuck..fuck. You missed me that much baby? I wasn't even gone for that long.." He teased.

When Mingi came back from tour you were all over him, you missed your huge teddy bear. Face timing him was not enough, and the few moments of intimacy you did have were short and no where near enough.

"Such a needy little slut, nearly drooling from how good I'm fucking you." Mingi smirks as your pitiful moan, he could feel you clenching around his cock and your moans getting higher in pitch. He leaned down to place kisses along your back, making you whimper.

"Mhm..tell Sir how good you feel, tell him how much his cock turned you into a needy little slut."

You nearly screamed out as you felt Mingi's hand reach down to rub your clit aggressively, soft growls leaving him. "Ngh...fuck Sir is fucking me so good..so so good..." you whined and Mingi landed a smack to your ass. "Mhm..you love sir's cock fucking you like this. You want more? Don't you my good little whore."

You nodded, your hands gripping the sheets, "Y-yes...please .I want sir to fuck me silly...fill me up with his cum!" You cried out, making Mingi stop in place. You whimpered and attempted to fuck yourself on his cock before Mingi held you in place with his hands.

"Say it again. Say it again for sir." He groaned, slowly picking back up his speed. "My slutty girl missed sir's cum" He chuckles, glancing down at your fucked out face. He then reached down to grab your hair, wrapping it around his hand a bit and pulling. "P-please..I want your cum.." you whimper out making Mingi growl softly.

"Well if my baby wants it. She better be ready to take it fucking all."

"I'm fucking you silly until your begging for me to stop~"