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how is it that it's smut and still so adorable?
drunk sex with vernon where he can't stop giggling, ears all red as he tells you he wants you, as he lets your hands explore his body as much as his lips marks your neck.
it's lazy and it's slow, sometimes he even stops to get your hair out of your face, to laugh at something stupid. vernon knows it will take longer to get both of you there, but he's not in a rush.
it's cute and it's full of silly love, you know? how he kisses your skin and smiles whenever you giggle because his breath tickled you; or how he whispers sweet nothings in your ear, delighting himself in the way you whine for him or how your body warms his own with your legs around his waist.
vernon loves you. oh, he so dearly loves you - and he claims that as you both share the same breath, shaking in each other's arms.
a/n: can you tell i'm a bit drunk too?
no no u don't get it im the simp for this man SLDEWFVBELKB CQF2Y4GFBCRR-
this this is perfect-
"okay", you say, voice muffled as you take the lollipop out of your mouth, holding it the stick between your fingers. "but the point is-"
dokyeom closely listens to you, nodding at your words from time to time and commenting too. vernon is just chilling beside you - he heard you talk about your theory for that movie so many times before, he knew exactly what your points were and, honestly, he couldn't wait for dokyeom to have that 'oh my god, it makes so much sense!' look in his eyes.
he smiles when you reach a certain point of your explanation, opening your arms as big as you could to emphasize your words. vernon mindlessly grabs your wrist, pulling your hand up to his face so he could take your candy into his mouth.
vernon sucks on the lollipop as dokyeom gasps. he knew it.
"sickening", seungkwan states beside vernon.
"hey! it's a good theory!", he frowns, ready to defend you. his voice is muffled too.
"i'm talking about you", says seungkwan, pointing at the candy between vernon's lips. "you simp."
the only thing vernon can do is smile.
heads up: heavy implication of childhood abuse.
vernon knows that some things are... harder for you, to put it simply. so when he hears broken glass, he panics, already rushing in a little to fast to find you standing over a broken bottle of cologne. there's a few other things that have been knocked off the dresser, too, scattered about and soaking in that heavy scent. the jewelry tray you made him is shattered, too, pieces scattered along the floor. but he sees the look of fear on your face for a moment, like a deer in headlights.
"shit, are you okay?!" he's already rushing over to check on you, just to make sure you haven't tried to clean up the glass with your bare hands. but he sees the way you blink back tears, and he panics a little more. "did you get hurt? do i need to take you to--"
you shake your head. "i'm sorry," you croak out, blinking rapidly, trying to will yourself not to cry. "i'm sorry," you say again, and it's like you're a broken record for a moment. "i--i was trying to clean up a bit, and i knocked over..." again, you try hard to fight back your tears. "i'm sorry."
he takes your hands into his own, holding them up to check further for any scrapes. when he finds none, he lets go, pulling you into his arms and pressing a kiss against the side of your head. "it's okay," he says in a low, soothing voice. "it was an accident. i'm not mad, alright?"
you just nuzzle your face into his shirt, slowly wrapping your arms around him. he thinks you mumble another apology to him. but he just holds you a little tighter, and promises he isn't mad. accidents happen. he'd never get mad at you for being clumsy. no child should get yelled at for accidents. he'll say it a million times and more, as many times as it takes for you to accept he's not your family.
and for you, that's the good part. you chose him. and you'll keep choosing him forever, if he'll have you.
"okay", you say, voice muffled as you take the lollipop out of your mouth, holding it the stick between your fingers. "but the point is-"
dokyeom closely listens to you, nodding at your words from time to time and commenting too. vernon is just chilling beside you - he heard you talk about your theory for that movie so many times before, he knew exactly what your points were and, honestly, he couldn't wait for dokyeom to have that 'oh my god, it makes so much sense!' look in his eyes.
he smiles when you reach a certain point of your explanation, opening your arms as big as you could to emphasize your words. vernon mindlessly grabs your wrist, pulling your hand up to his face so he could take your candy into his mouth.
vernon sucks on the lollipop as dokyeom gasps. he knew it.
"sickening", seungkwan states beside vernon.
"hey! it's a good theory!", he frowns, ready to defend you. his voice is muffled too.
"i'm talking about you", says seungkwan, pointing at the candy between vernon's lips. "you simp."
the only thing vernon can do is smile.
heyyy hope you're having a good day
so imagine meeting Vernon's family for the first time. you were so nervous but his parents were really nice so you felt comfortable instantly, But as you had been tense for days you felt the need to get off, so when he showed you his childhood bedroom you needed him to fuck you right then and there. As y'all know Vernon is disciplined and wouldn't want you to misbehave either. but he finally agreed when you begged (how can he resist you) he didn't want you to make a sound tho... soo wall sex with Vernon in his childhood bedroom with his fam outside?
hii omg yes, thank you! I hope you are having a great day too!!! <3
interesting that you came to me about vernon since he is still up in challenge me and i haven't written anything about him yet BUT... i love it, hehe.
So, as a thank you for this, find a little bit more under the read more... hehe.
PAIRING: Vernon x Afab!Reader
WARNINGS: begging, slight degradation, use of pet names (baby, slut, whore), doggy, dirty talk, creampie
WORDCOUNT: 620
"You really are insatiable, aren't you, baby?" Vernon chuckles behind you. His body is pressed against yours, your breath stuck in your throat as you feel his member throb inside of you. He hasn't moved since he entered you, your hips wiggling, but he doesn't let you go. Instead he kisses your neck, sucks on the sensitive skin. Both of you are aware his family is outside. Both of you know it's risky. And yet, how could he ever say no to you, especially when you begged him to fuck you? Just the words alone: "Vernonie... I need your cock, please just fuck me, I'll be quiet!" had already been it for him.
"P-Please," you whined now, tears pooling in your eyes. Your boyfriend smirks against your skin, one hand that was holding you against the wall before now moves down and to your front, thumb pressing down on your sensitive clit.
"Really think you can take it? And be quiet, my little slut?" You nod rapidly and Vernon licks his lips before he finally does his first thrust, having you gasp. Your walls clench around him and he presses his face against your neck, hips now not able to stop from fucking into you. When he hears your first moan, he brings his other hand to your mouth, his cock drilling into you at even quicker speed. His mouth is dropped as he watches how his cock slides in and out of you, his orgasm not far. You had riled him up so bad and now you were here, your frontside pressed against the wall of his childhood bedroom, his cock deep inside your wet and needy pussy. Never could he say no to you, never could he resist knowing he had you in the room he used to sleep in, jerking off to images of you, his high school crush.
"Fuck, you're so tight and wet for me, baby, such a needly little whore, can't even wait until we're back home for me to fuck her." His words make your eyes roll back and you throw your hips against him, having him reposition you as a reaction. Now, he has your back arched, your hands prepped against the wall as he fucks you like this, one hand still on your mouth while the other is on your back, his cock hitting your sweet spot over and over again, sure to have you see stars in less than a few minutes. Your boyfriend throws his head back, a deep groan leaving him when he feels you pulsating around his length. You wanna scream, tell him to fill you up, but you know him well enough to know he will do so anyways. He always does what you need him to, even without you saying it.
And you're right - he continues his spiel, his hips at perfect speed and strength, his breath getting heavier, his groans becoming more desperate. When he feels you come undone around him, drool against his hand so close to drip down your chin, he can't help it anymore.
"Yeah, just like that, cum on my cock, baby. Milk me, fuck, gonna cum and fill you up so good, shit." He lets his hand wader to your hair, pulling you up against his chest as he finishes inside of you; hot perfect cum shooting inside of you, both of you riding your highs out with each other.
Once he slips out of you, he turns you around, his lips finding yours without any trouble.
"I love you," he whispers against your lips and you giggle.
"I love you too. Now, please get me something to clean myself up before your cum drips on your parent's carpet."