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𖥦 Mrs. Mɑgic, to ɑnd fro, pleɑse give me one lɑst show, loosen my mind from within, before it stɑrts to weɑr ɑnd thin ♥︎

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𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾, 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾/𝗌𝖺𝗏𝖾. 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗌!

Jongho!!

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𝓒𝔀: 𝓤𝓼𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓨/𝓷, 𝓯𝓮𝓶! 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻, 𝓯𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓮𝓶𝓲-𝓼𝓶𝓾𝓽, 𝓭𝓸𝓶! 𝓙𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝓸, 𝓼𝓾𝓫! 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻, 𝓵𝓸𝓽𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰

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Jongho and Y/n have been dating for a few months, and they're in a long-distance relationship. Despite being apart, they make an effort to stay connected through phone calls, video chats, and messages. One day, Jongho surprises Y/n by appearing outside her apartment unannounced, holding a bouquet of her favorite flowers and a big smile on his face.

Jongho stood outside Y/n's apartment building, hiding behind a pillar and waited for her to walk out. His heart was beating faster as he clutched the bouquet he was holding, trying to calm himself down. He had been planning this surprise visit for weeks, and he hoped that Y/n would be shocked and happy to see him.

As soon as he saw her coming out the door, his face lit up, and he stepped out from behind the pillar, revealing himself. "Surprise!" he said, holding up the flowers with a grin.

Y/n's eyes widened in shock as she spotted Jongho standing there, holding the bouquet. She couldn't believe it. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice filled with surprise and elation.

Jongho chuckled, his smile widening. "I couldn't wait any longer," he said, taking a few steps towards her. "I missed you too much."

Y/n smiled back, her heart swelling with happiness. She couldn't believe that he had come all the way just to see her, unannounced. She closed the distance between them and wrapped her arms around him, burying her face in his chest.

Jongho hugged her tightly, his arms wrapping around her and holding her close. He inhaled the scent of her hair, feeling a sense of comfort and familiarity that he had been craving. "I missed you so much," he murmured, his voice a little rougher than usual.

Y/n nodded against his chest, her arms tightening around him. "I missed you too," she said, her voice muffled against his shirt. She didn't want to let go, she wanted to stay in his embrace forever.

Jongho pulled back slightly, still holding her close, and looked down at her face. "You look even more beautiful than I remembered," he said, his hand coming up to cup her cheek.

Y/n blushed at his words, feeling her heartbeat quicken at his touch. She couldn't believe how effortlessly charming he was, making her feel like the only girl in the world.

 "You flatterer," she said, her voice a little shaky. "You don't look so bad yourself."

After their initial embrace, Jongho remembered the flowers he had been holding. He held up the bouquet, a sheepish look on his face. "Oh, right, these are for you," he said, offering the flowers to her.

Y/n beamed, taking the flowers from him. "They're beautiful," she said, bringing them up to her nose to sniff them. "You remembered my favorite."

Jongho smiled, pleased that he had picked the right flowers. "Of course I remembered," he said, watching fondly as she admired the bouquet. "I know your favorite color, your favorite food, and your favorite flower."

Y/n rolled her eyes playfully, a smile on her lips. "Show-off," she teased, but there was affection in her voice. "You really are too good to be true, you know that?"

Jongho chuckled, taking her hand in his. "I just pay attention to the things that are important to me," he said, his thumb tracing a pattern on her wrist. "And you're the most important thing in my life."

Y/n's heart fluttered at his words, butterflies erupting in her stomach. She couldn't believe how lucky she was to have him in her life. "You have a way with words, you know that?" she said, her hand tightening around his.

Jongho smiled, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "Well, I have to use something besides my good looks to keep your attention, don't I?" he joked.

Y/n laughed, shaking her head. "As if you need to," she said, bumping his shoulder playfully with hers. "Your good looks are more than enough to keep me interested, trust me."

Jongho chuckled, his arm wrapping around her shoulder and pulling her closer to his side. "Good to know," he said, planting a kiss on the top of her head. "But I also know that you like it when I say sweet things to you, don't deny it."

Y/n leaned into his side, enjoying the warmth and comfort of his presence. "Okay, okay, you got me," she admitted, tilting her head to look up at him. "I do like it when you say sweet things. It makes me feel all gooey inside."

Jongho grinned, feeling a sense of satisfaction at her admission. "I can say sweet things all day if it makes you feel like that," he said, his arm around her shoulders tightening. "But I was hoping I could do more than just say sweet things to you right now."

Y/n raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "Oh, and what did you have in mind?" she asked, her tone teasing.

Jongho's gaze darkened at her playful tone, and he turned to face her fully, his hands coming up to rest on her hips. "Well, I was thinking I could show you how much I've missed you," he said, his voice lower and huskier.

Y/n's breath hitched at his words, her skin prickling with awareness at his touch. "Is that so?" she managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Mhmm," Jongho hummed, his thumbs tracing circles on her hips, making her skin tingle. "I've missed the way you smell," he said, leaning down to brush his nose against her neck. He inhaled deeply, his breath hot on her skin. "And the way you taste," he added, his lips grazing her pulse point.

"Then we should go inside then, I don't want my neighbors to see me like this" Y/n says breathlessly.

Jongho chuckled, reluctantly pulling away from her neck. "You're right," he said, his hands still on her hips. "As much as I'd like to have you right here, right now, I don't think your neighbors would appreciate the show."

Y/n laughed, her cheeks flushed and her heart racing. "Yeah, probably not the best idea," she agreed, her hand reaching up to brush a strand of hair out of her face. "Let's go inside, where we can have a little more privacy."

Jongho took her hand and interlaced their fingers, a cocky smirk on his lips. "I guess that means we'll have to pick up where we left off in the privacy of your apartment then," he said, his voice full of promise.

Y/n felt a shiver run down her spine at his words, her mind already wandering to all the things they could do in the privacy of her apartment. She squeezed his hand, her heart racing with anticipation. "Come on then," she said, tugging him towards the entrance of her building.

Jongho followed her, his hand squeezing hers back. He was feeling the same mixture of excitement and anticipation, his own heart racing at the thought of finally having her alone. As they walked into the building and waited for the elevator, he couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at her, taking in her flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes.

Once they were finally in the elevator and the doors closed behind them, Jongho couldn't resist pulling her close, his arms wrapping around her waist. He pressed her against the wall of the elevator, his body molding to hers. "I don't know how I survived all this time without touching you," he muttered, his hands roaming over her body.

Y/n gasped at the sudden contact, her body reacting instantly to his touch. Her hands came up to rest on his chest, her fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt. "I could say the same thing," she breathed, looking up at him through half-lidded eyes. "It was torture not being able to touch you for so long."

Jongho reluctantly pulled away from her, his hands lingering on her hips for a moment. "Duty calls," he joked, his eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief. The elevator doors slid open, and they stepped out onto the floor, Y/n leading the way to her apartment.

As they walked down the hallway, Y/n fumbled with her keys as she tried to unlock the door, her hands shaking slightly. Jongho stood behind her, his arms snaking around her waist, his breath hot on her neck. "Having trouble?" he teased, his lips brushing against her ear.

Y/n let out a breathless laugh, shivering at his touch. "Shut up," she said, finally finding the right key and unlocking the door. "It's hard to concentrate when you're distracting me like that."

Jongho chuckled, his hands moving to her hips as he followed her inside the apartment, closing the door behind them. "That's the whole point, baby," he said, his voice low and seductive. "I want to distract you, and I want you to be unable to think of anything except me."

Y/n let out a shaky breath, her body responding to his words and his touch. "You're doing a very good job of it," she managed to say, her hands coming up to rest on his chest as he pulled her closer to him. "I can never think straight when you're around."

With a self-satisfied smile, Jongho backed her up against the nearest wall, pinning her there with his body. "Good," he said, his hands moving up to grasp her wrists and pin them above her head. "Because I have no intention of letting you think straight for the rest of the night."

Y/n's heart thudded in her chest as he pressed her against the wall, her wrists trapped in his grasp. His body was hard and warm against hers, the heat from his skin seeping through their clothes. She tried to speak, but all that came out was a gasp as he leaned down and pressed his lips to the sensitive spot on her neck.

"Hmm, I've missed how you sound when you make those cute little noises," he purred against her skin, his lips and tongue trailing a path down to her collarbone. His hands were still holding her wrists captive above her head, keeping her pinned against the wall.

Y/n writhed against him, her body arching against his, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. "Jongho," she gasped out, her voice ragged. "Please, let me touch you."

Jongho chuckled, the sound sending a shiver down her spine. "Patience, baby," he said, his lips moving back up to her ear. "I want to savor this. I want to take my time and make sure you feel every single thing."

Y/n groaned, her head falling back against the wall as he continued to kiss and nip at her neck, his body pressing even tighter against hers. "You're torturing me," she breathed, her wrists straining against his grip.

"That's the point, baby," he repeated, enjoying the way her body was responding to him. "I want you to be desperate for me, begging for my touch. I want to drive you crazy." He bit down on her earlobe, his hands squeezing her wrists.

Y/n whimpered at the sting of pain mixed with pleasure, her body arching against him. "God, you're evil," she moaned, her eyes squeezed shut. "You know what that does to me."

"Oh, I know," Jongho said, a hint of satisfaction in his voice. "And I'm going to do it again. And again. And again, until you can't remember your own name." He nipped at her neck again, harder this time, his tongue soothing the spot right after.

Y/n let out a strangled cry, her body squirming under his onslaught. She couldn't help the way her hips bucked against him, seeking friction and release from the tension building inside her. "Please," she gasped, her voice pleading. "I can't take it anymore. I need you."

"I know you do," he said, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. "And you'll get me, baby. But first, I want to hear you say it. Say my name. Say how much you want me." He increased the pressure of his body against hers, pinning her more firmly to the wall.

Y/n whined, her body trembling with need. "Jongho," she gasped, her voice ragged. "I want you. I need you. Please, touch me. Please."

Jongho hummed, clearly pleased with her response. "There you go," he said, his lips grazing her jawline. "That wasn't so hard, was it?" As he spoke, he released her wrists, bringing one hand down to cup her chin, forcing her to look up at him. "Now, I'm going to ask you something, and I want an honest answer."

Y/n looked up at him, her eyes wide and her skin flushed. "What is it?" she asked, her breath still coming in short, quick gasps.

Jongho's hand moved from her chin to cup her cheek, his thumb tracing along her bottom lip. "Do you trust me?" he asked, his voice uncharacteristically serious.

Y/n's eyes widened, but she didn't hesitate. "Of course I do," she said, her voice steady despite the chaos of emotions swirling inside her. "I trust you completely."

The corners of Jongho's lips quirked up into a satisfied smile. "Good," he said, his hand drifting down to her neck, his fingers wrapping around it possessively. "Because I have something I want to try, and I need to know that you'll let me."

Y/n shivered at the possessive touch, her pulse quickening under his fingers. "What do you want to try?" she asked, her voice betraying her nerves in spite of her trust in him.

Jongho's gaze darkened as he looked at her, his fingers applying a slight pressure to her neck. "I want to try something a little rougher than usual," he said, his voice lowering into a murmur. "Something that will push your limits. But I need to know that you'll tell me if it's too much for you."

Y/n's heart thudded in her chest, but she kept her gaze locked with his. "I trust you," she repeated. "I'll tell you if it's too much. But I want to try it."

Jongho's grip on her neck tightened just a fraction, but not enough to cause pain. "That's my girl," he said, his voice filled with approval. "Then get on your knees."

Y/n's breath hitched at his command, a rush of heat pooling in her belly. Without hesitating, she sank to her knees, looking up at him with a mixture of obedience and anticipation.

Jongho watched as she sank to her knees, a wave of satisfaction washing over him. "Good girl," he said, his hand coming up to tangle in her hair. "Now, keep your eyes on me. I want to see your reactions, every single one."

Y/n nodded, her eyes fixed on his face, trying to ignore the sudden throb between her legs. She was at his mercy now, and she was both thrilled and a little bit scared.

Jongho's hand tightened in her hair, pulling her head back just a fraction so that her neck was exposed to him. "You look so good like this," he said, his voice a low growl. "So vulnerable. All mine."

Y/n's spine tingled at the dominance in his voice, her body responding to him even more. "I am yours," she replied, her voice soft and submissive. "Completely and utterly yours."

Jongho's hand was still tangled in Y/n's hair, holding her in place as he looked down at her. The sight of her on her knees, so submissive and open to him, was driving him wild with desire. "You look so beautiful like this," he repeated, his voice rough.

Jongho's hand in her hair was the only thing keeping her from swooning, her body thrumming with desire. She was completely vulnerable and at his mercy, and the knowledge sent a thrill through her body. "Please," she gasped out, her voice thick with need. "I need you."

Jongho's grasp in her hair tightened further, pulling her head back even more. "Need or want?" he asked, his voice low and dangerous. "There's a difference, baby."

Y/n's breath hitched at the possessive tone in his voice, her body quivering with anticipation. "Need," she gasped out. "I need you, Jongho. I need you so badly it hurts."

Jongho's eyes darkened at her words, his restraint faltering for a moment. "Good answer," he said, his voice a low growl. He leaned down towards her, his face hovering right above hers. "But how badly do you need me?"

Y/n's heart thumped against her ribcage, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. "So badly, I can't even think straight," she admitted, her eyes locked with his. "I need you more than oxygen."

Y/n's body was humming with need, every nerve ending on fire as she waited for Jongho to make the next move. She was so close to the edge, her body practically trembling with anticipation. "Please," she whispered, her voice breaking with desperation. "Please, Jongho, I can't take it anymore."

I’m going to leave it here on a cliffhanger, You can use your imagination for the rest 🙂

Ayo! I've been stalking your page for a while and I absolutely love your moodboards, especially Jongho's 🤣 could I please order a latte with an espresso shot? Oh and I'd also like a Belgian waffle. Please make it sweet! The members I choose are Mingi & Jongho from Ateez 🫶🏽

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𝓒𝔀: 𝓕𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯, 𝓑𝓯! 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓲 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓑𝓯! 𝓙𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝓸, 𝓟𝓸𝓵𝔂 𝓻𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓹, 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰

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𝘓𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦 - 𝘚𝘶𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘺! 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳

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The apartment was dimly lit, the soft glow of the overhead lamp casting a warm and comforting light over the room. The sound of rain tapped lightly against the window, providing a soothing background noise for the intimate scene unfolding inside.

Jongho and Mingi sat on the sofa, their bodies close together as they whispered and laughed softly. Y/n was snuggled up between them, feeling loved and cared for by her two boyfriends.

Mingi wrapped his arm around Y/n's waist, pulling her closer and nuzzling his head into her neck.

He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of her hair and skin. "I've been waiting for this moment all day," he murmured, his voice low and tender.

Jongho smiled, his hand caressing Y/n's thigh. "Me too," he agreed. "There's something about holding you close like this that just makes everything feel right."

Y/n felt a warm rush of affection at their words, feeling surrounded and enveloped by their love. She leaned her head against Mingi's chest, relishing the feeling of his strong arm around her.

"I feel so safe and loved when I'm with you both," she murmured. "I feel like I can just let go and be myself, and you'll accept me no matter what."

Jongho leaned in and planted a soft kiss on her forehead, his lips lingering for a moment. "Of course we accept you," he said. "We love you for who you are, flaws and all."

Mingi nuzzled her neck a little more, his hands starting to wander idly along her body. "And trust me," he said, his voice lower. "There's nothing more beautiful to us than seeing you relaxed and at ease like this."

Y/n smiled sleepily, feeling their love and affection wash over her like a warm blanket. "Can we just stay like this forever?" She asked, her voice drowsy.

Jongho chuckled softly, his hand still caressing her thigh. "As much as I'd love that, I think we'd probably get hungry eventually," he teased.

Mingi nuzzled her neck again, nuzzling his nose into the soft skin there. "But we can stay like this for a little while longer," he murmured. "I just want to hold you close for a bit longer."

Jongho took Y/n's chin gently in his hand and turned her face towards his, looking deep into her eyes. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to do this," he whispered.

Mingi chuckled and agreed, "Me too. I've been wanting to kiss you since the moment I first saw you."

Y/n smiled at their words, feeling a warm thrill of anticipation run through her. "So what are you waiting for?" She asked coyly, her lips curving into a sly smile.

Both Jongho and Mingi leaned in closer, their faces inches away from hers. "You know, we can't both kiss you at the same time," Jongho teased.

Mingi added, "But we're going to take turns, and I call first."

With that, Mingi tilted Y/n's head towards him and captured her lips in a gentle, but insistent kiss. Jongho watched with unabashed desire in his eyes, taking in the sight of his girlfriend and his boyfriend kissing.

Mingi's hands roamed over her body as he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth with a mix of tender and hungry intensity. Jongho's hand on her thigh tightened, his fingers digging into her flesh as he fought the urge to push Mingi aside and claim her for himself.

After a moment, Mingi pulled away, his eyes burning with desire. He turned Y/n's face towards Jongho, who wasted no time in capturing her lips with his own. His kiss was different than Mingi's, softer and more deliberate, but no less passionate.

His hands cradled her face as he kissed her deeply, his tongue slipping into her mouth to taste and explore. He took his time, savoring the sweetness of her lips and the heat that was building between them.

When they finally pulled away from each other, Y/n was breathing heavily, her cheeks flushed and her eyes sparkling with desire. Both Jongho and Mingi were panting as well, their eyes darkened with lust and admiration.

Jongho gently brushed a strand of hair away from her face, his touch tender and loving. "You're so beautiful," he whispered.

Mingi nodded in agreement, still caressing her body with his hand. "I don't know what we did to deserve you," he murmured.

Y/n felt a warmth spread through her chest at their words, feeling loved and cherished by her two boyfriends. "I feel the same way about you both," she said softly, her voice overflowing with emotion.

Jongho and Mingi both smiled at her response, their eyes lighting up with joy. They were silent for a moment, just taking in the sight of her, so beautiful and vulnerable in their arms.

"Are you getting tired yet?" Mingi asked softly, his hand stroking her hair.

Y/n shook her head, snuggling closer to them both. "No, I don't want to move," she said. "I'm too comfortable here between you two."

Jongho chuckled and pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her and holding her tight against him. "We don't have to move," he assured her. "We can stay like this for as long as you want."

Mingi nodded in agreement, nestling his head into the crook of her neck. "We just want you to feel happy and loved," he murmured.

Y/n's heart swelled with affection at their words, feeling cared for and valued. "Thank you," she whispered, closing her eyes and resting her head against Jongho's chest.

The three of them stayed like that, entwined together on the sofa, just enjoying the feeling of being close to each other. The rain continued to tap against the window, providing a soft and soothing background noise to their intimate moment.