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the best present ever

idol bf!jungwoo x afab reader

18+ mdni, angst, fluff, smut

summary:  you’re done with your finals for school, and jungwoo has finished his promotions for the year which leaves you guys hanging out days after christmas. you’ve been dealing with a lot of stress and need some time with your boyfriend. but besides these christmas presents, there are other secrets and feelings you’ve been hiding from each other.

wc: 6.5k (oh that’s not–)

cw: very self-indulgent omg, petplay? (use of dog ear headband, collar, tail buttplug and leash), switch jungwoo, tit fucking, unprotected sex, creampie, breeding

fuck me, you think to yourself as you stand outside waiting for your boyfriend to come open the door. 

it had just stopped raining but the wind was still howling into the dark night. your whole body shivers as another gust of chilling, cold air strikes again with no mercy. it probably wasn’t the best idea to wear this thin long sleeve dress, but you wanted to look nice for jungwoo since you haven’t seen him in so long—four months to be exact. yet you’re quickly starting to regret it as your body trembles again and you almost drop the presents you have in your hands. from where you’re standing outside, you can hear jazz music playing very faintly accompanied by the sounds of pots and pans crashing. 

you’re exhausted from finishing your back-to-back finals this whole week. and right now, your bed is calling to you in a way it never has before—it’s luring you with a seductive whisper and begging you to wrap yourself in the sheets. but you have to make the most of the time you have with your boyfriend since he doesn’t stay for long. it’s all you’ve been looking forward to for forever now since he told you that he had a week off—three of those days which he’d be able to spend with you. so the only thing that sounds better than your own bed at the moment is, well, your boyfriend’s bed.

“hurry up…” you groan, smoke escaping from your lips. it’s freezing.

fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. you repeat the word in your mind as if it’s going to make you any warmer. 

you’ve had quite the day, well, week. or months… it’s been rough, to say the least. all you need right now is to see your boyfriend, but he has you waiting for so long that your legs are going numb.

the next gust of wind has you turning around and heading back to your car though. but that’s when jungwoo finally opens the door, only to see you walking away.

“hey! where are you going?” jungwoo asks. he cocks his head as he dries his hands off onto his stained white apron. 

“home! since you don’t want me here!” it was supposed to be sarcastic but it doesn’t mix well at all with how irritated you’ve become because, once again, it’s fucking freezing. and you honestly weren’t in the best mood.

jungwoo comes running up to you and snatches the gifts you have with one hand. he plants a quick kiss on your forehead followed by a quiet sorry, love as he walks you back to the door.

when you’re both inside the house and into the living room, he places the gifts down on a table nearby. and then he immediately grabs both of your cold hands and begins rubbing his thumbs softly over them in small, gentle circles. 

“forgive me, baby. I was getting dinner out of the oven when you rang the doorbell but then I realized the rice was burning on the stove and so I had to deal with that but then because of the rice I almost forgot about the food in the oven so that almost burned too and then I accidentally knocked over a tray I had left out from way earlier and I just got distracted and I’m really sorry I really didn’t me-”

you cut off his nervous rambling by kissing him. it’s been a while since you’ve done that. and that’s what it takes for warmth to consume your body, the cold’s unforgiving grasp vanishing once and for all. it was one of those short yet intimate ones, and you can feel jungwoo holding himself back as he pulls away from the kiss—as if another one might be too dangerous. 

“it’s okay. I was just in a rush and forgot to bring a jacket to cover up. I was really excited to see you.” 

your boyfriend still has this dazed, almost hungry look in his eyes after the kiss, but he sighs in disapproval.  “you need to take care of yourself, baby. I can’t have you being sick when I just got back.”

“I know,” you say, nervous and flustered.

“but you do look really pretty, as always. that dress looks amazing on you.”

“thank you, woo.”

the aromas and the delicious colors of the food finally rush up to your nose and your stomach sings out an embarrassing noise of hunger. you hope jungwoo doesn’t notice it, but he’s already walking to the dining room not far from where you’ve both been standing.

“come take a seat, darling,” he says sweetly.

he pulls out a chair for you at the table. 

you follow him and sit down. you can still see the living room from here and notice that the whole house has been decorated. but what catches your attention the most is the tall christmas tree that basically kisses the ceiling and the dozens of presents sprinkled all throughout the bottom. it’s straight out of a movie, really. christmas was a couple of days ago, though. he hadn’t had the chance to spend the actual holidays with you because of promotions and he had already stopped by his family’s place before this, so you wondered why he had that many left over.

you snap out of your thoughts as your boyfriend arrives with several plates in his hands and sets them on the table. you get up to help him but he grabs your shoulder. “ah, ah, my love. you stay here. I got it,” he places down a plate in front of you and kisses the top of your head and then rushes back into the kitchen. 

he brings out a couple more before the whole setup is complete–the middle stretch of the table full of different kinds of dishes surrounding a large bouquet of red roses in a vase right at the very center. he serves you the food before you have the chance to do it yourself. with the jazz music playing softly in the background,  you can’t help but swoon over all of his sweet gestures.

“enjoy, my love,” he says.

he looks so proud of himself and you find that so cute. but those words are all it takes for you to start scarfing down the food.

“oh my good, woo, this is… this is...just…wow,” you say in between bites. “I love you.” 

“I love you, too, baby,” he says as he stares lovingly at the sight of you eating like a pig. 

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the both of you are plastered on the couch with full stomachs and watching cheesy christmas movies. your head is rested near his shoulder as he has his arm wrapped under your waist. you close your eyes because you feel so content and loved. you snuggle up to his chest even more and bask in the smell of his intoxicating and irresistible cologne—he knows you love that one the most.

jungwoo giggles at a scene from the movie and pulls your body closer to him. you feel like you’re melting into his touch and his love.

“baby?” jungwoo coos.

“hmm?” you hum.

“i’ve missed you so fucking much, you know that, right?”

“i’ve missed you too. you have no idea.”

“I can’t believe you’re here with me right now. I think about you all the time.”

you just open your eyes and watch the movie more closely and don’t really give a verbal response, and instead just continue cuddling with him. and you think nothing of it until jungwoo shifts in his seat minutes later.

“can you look at me, baby?”

you turn to face him and give him a weak smile before watching the movie again. you’re still not used to looking at him in the eye without feeling shy; he still has that effect on you. 

“let me see your face.”

you turn again but this time he has a concerned expression on his face, eyebrows furrowed.

“is everything okay?” you say.

“that’s what I wanted to ask you.”

“yeah, of course. I’m just a bit tired, that’s all.”

“you sure?”

“yeah.”

“well, I’m not too sure about that. something’s wrong, I can feel it. you’re not mad about earlier, are you?” 

you shake your head no.

but he still continues to apologize: “I’m so sorry, love, I didn’t mean to leave you out in the cold like that.”

“nothing’s wrong. and I'm not upset about that anymore. like I said, I’m just tired.” however, the words come out with a certain tinge of anger that doesn’t make what you said believable— like at all.

he continues staring at you—his eyes trying to pry your feelings from right out of your heart and your rib cage. it’s like he can read the very back of your mind now. you feel vulnerable and exposed at his interrogation.

and for some reason, even though you weren’t necessarily that sad or upset at all before, all these emotions you had bottled up over the time he was gone started flowing back to the surface.

and then you’re just sobbing into your hands.

jungwoo is taken aback by this, but he doesn’t hesitate to grab you and straddle your legs around his hips.

your hair is tied up into a ponytail but he swiftly undoes that, sliding off the hair tie you had on.

he runs his fingers through your hair, massaging the back of your head as he proceeds to catch your tears as they fall and pour down by kissing your cheeks.

all of this is too much affection for you to handle and it clouds your mind and your judgment so you just find yourself grinding on his hips to feel him more, but he stops you by placing a firm hand on your stomach. you feel his rings pressing into you.

“not now, baby, tell me what’s wrong.”

“that doesn’t matter, woo, I want you.”

“I want you too, love, but I need you to talk to me.”

“I just… I don’t know.”

through the tears, you catch a glimpse of his caring and sympathetic puppy eyes and you just cave. it feels like there is needles in your throat and they’re choking you, but you push through and tell him everything you’ve been trying to hide in the darkest abyss of your mind—the family drama, the stress from school and friends, and really just how small and lonely you’ve been feeling when he’s been away. it all just comes spilling out but it’s like blood on a white carpet; there’s no turning back. 

you’re not too sure how much of it was understandable because you were choking on your sobs so much, but after you’re done, he just holds tight onto you.

“I… I had no idea,” he whispers.

“It’s not your fault. I didn’t tell you anything because I didn’t want you to worry. I know you have a lot on your plate too.”

“but what type of boyfriend does that make me? it makes me feel horrible that you’re going through all of this and I’m oblivious to it.” he pulls away from the embrace.

he realizes his tone of voice was too stern and harsh and that’s not the intention he wants to get across to you. so he clears his throat and tries again. “y/n… I’m-”

“no, just don’t…” you interject. you sniffle and sigh. “I don’t need you to be my therapist or anything. I don’t like that I even had to tell you all of this. I just didn't want to be a burden to you too and here I am doing exactly that...”

jungwoo looks visibly hurt by this and slowly reaches to cup his hands on your face. “dont’ ever say that again. you’re not a burden to me, and you never will. fuck, do you know how much it kills me to know that was even a thought that crossed that beautiful mind of yours? you’re my whole world, my everything. I love you. I love you so, so, so much.”

he leans in and kisses you in the most intimate way he ever has. the butterflies start fluttering in the bottom of your tummy.

when you both pull away, you can’t help the one more that escapes your lips. your boyfriend obliges immediately and kisses you again with that same passion. after that, you whisper again and he gives you one that has your heart racing, especially with the way his thumb caresses your face.

when you pull away for real this time, you open your eyes and look at him and by now he’s tearing up too. it’s a sucker punch to the gut. 

“I’m sorry, jungwoo.”

“there’s no need to apologize, baby. I know it’s been hard. and I haven’t been there for you in the way that I should or the way that you deserve. but I’m so proud of you for being amazing and beautiful and talented even when you don’t think you are,” he says. “so no, I can’t fix all your problems even if I want to, but please just let me take some of the load off your shoulders if you’ll let me. that’s all I ask.”

all you can do is mutter his name quietly… because the needles in your throat are threatening to hurt you again. but you  just feel so ashamed. so you start crying harder than before. 

however, his responses are automatic, natural, and so perfect. he just lets you fall into his arms and he places soft kisses around your ear.

“let it out, baby. let it all out~” he coos.

and that’s what you do: you let it all out. it feels like forever, but jungwoo stays with you and comforts you each step of the way, whispering and showering you with sweet nothings. he treats you so kindly, like you were fragile—a piece of fine china.

the tears stop falling eventually,  and you struggle to catch your breath as you calm down.

jungwoo smiles. “you promise to talk to me the next time you’re feeling down?”

you just nod, still embarrassed that even happened, but he doesn’t take that for an answer. “I need your words, darling.”

“I promise.”

“good.”

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it’s probably almost midnight by now and it’s too late and too dark for you to go home. you planned on spending the night anyway. the movie stopped a while ago and the TV has just been stuck playing a firework screensaver. and you’ve just been sitting on his lap still, enjoying each other's company even in the silence where only the crackling of the fireplace can be heard. but jungwoo finally slices through the tension in the room with his bubbly and loud voice: “hey, I know what will cheer you up.”

he pats your back lovingly. he kisses you again. 

“you’ve done so much for me already tonight. we should just go to bed.”

you get off his lap and start walking away, but he grabs you by the arm. 

“baby, please. just open one present for me. I mean they’re all yours, but we’ll do the rest tomorrow..”

you look back at the tall christmas tree and realize all those gifts really were all for you. you bite your lip to fight more tears incoming or a smile—you aren’t sure. but you do know that your heart is fluttering and you feel so loved and happy.

“just one and we’ll go to bed after. please,” he whines in a cute tone.

“ok, woo.” who are you to deny free gifts anyway especially when he’s asking like that.

you run up to the tree and he trails behind you. your eyes scan the scene before you from left to right. there’s a mix of big and small boxes. everything’s wrapped though, all with ribbons and twine—he’s very intentional and meticulous when it comes to these things.

you feel like you should save the big boxes for tomorrow, but you also don’t want to start with a small sized one either. so search until the very back of the tree and find a medium one; it’s perfect. your eager hands grab it and take it to the kitchen table.

jungwoo can’t hide the wide eyed smile on his face but he notices that you’re hesitant to open the gift because of how delicately it was wrapped.

“just open it, love. you won’t hurt my feelings by ripping it.”

“but it looks so nice, I don’t wanna ruin it.”

you look at him and he gives you a reassuring smile, even sticking his tongue jokingly to tease you. you giggle and your focus returns back to the present. you unwrap the paper, carefully though, as if it would scream if you yanked it too hard.

you’re greeted with a simple white box.

you clap your hands in excitement before you slowly take off the lid.

but what awaits inside stops you in your tracks.

you have the lid held up in mid air and your eyes turn back to the present and back to jungwoo who is watching you now in anticipation.

it’s a box full of toys, but not the christmas present kinds of toys. it contains a dog ear headband, a dog collar, a leash, and most shocking of all, a furry tail that most definitely has a buttplug attached to it.

you are frozen, unsure of what to do or what to say. jungwoo leans over the table to get a closer look but that’s when his face drops.

“oh my gosh, baby. I don't even know how that happened. that…that wasn’t supposed to be there.”

“jungwoo…” you mumble. you just can’t believe what’s in front of you.

“It looks just like something else I ordered for you, I must’ve mixed them up,” he groans, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

“well I can see that.” 

by now, you’ve dropped the lid of the box onto the table and it slams quite loudly. he flinches at this.

“baby, I… I’m really, really sorry. I’ll just take it off your hands.”

he reaches his arms out to take the box, but you hold it closer to your chest.

“no! jungwoo, if you wanted me to wear this, you could’ve just asked me. I don’t mind trying new things with you.”

he looks to the ground in embarrassment. “actually…”

he scratches the back of his head and stands awkwardly. you both are engulfed by a suffocating silence.

“look, I’m not mad at all. I just didn’t want to find out like thi-”

“IT'S FOR ME!” he yells all of a sudden. his face is flushed. his ears burn in shame. “I-I want to wear it.”

you’re both shocked at this revelation. but now you feel a wave of lust wash over you as you envision him in this gear, so adorable yet bending at your will. you feel something shift in you. your heat starts to leak at this adrenaline coursing through your veins

the chair legs screech across the tile floor as you stand up and carry the box over to the living room.

“what are you doing?”

“follow me.”

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“take your clothes off.”

jungwoo is stunned. he blinks slowly, as if he’d open his eyes and you’d vanish.

“w-what? take my clothes off?”

“you heard me.”

“I…”

“jungwoo, I’m not repeating myself.”

“but baby-”

“do you want this or not?”

he sighs and his gaze drops to the floor.

“ok…” he sounds defeated, but he starts to undress anyway.

when he pulls down his pants and plaid boxers, his dick pops out and bounces, the tip already red and leaking.

you’re sitting on the couch as you rub your legs together at the sight of this. “ok, go ahead and stand right in front me.”

it seems like his hesitation and nervousness has worn off already and he follows your instructions immediately.

his face is looking downwards,  turned to the side the whole time but his dick is speaking a thousand words—white leaking from the slit of the tip.

“kneel down.”

once he does, you grab him by the chin and make him face you. you play with his hair a bit and caress his face. his ears and cheeks are still bright red and that makes you want to control him even more.

the box is at your side now, opened, of course. you grab the ear headband and put it on his head as if it were a crown. they’re brown and compliment his orange hair nicely. the collar was a bit hard to put on at first but you get the hang of it quickly. you ditch the leash for now. but you admire the sight in front of you: he looks so cute and adorable like that. you didn’t know you needed to see your boyfriend dress up like a dog until now.

you lift your dress up to reveal your white lace panties which are now stained with your wetness. 

“take it off for me.”

he vigorously nods and his hands tremble as he slides them off. he throws them to the side and just stares at you for the next command.

“tell me what you want.”

“y/n… I want to taste you.”

“ok, then beg for it.”

“I…mmm…” he whimpers and pouts his lips.

“come on, baby~ don’t be so shy,” you coo.

you slowly drag your fingers down your entrance to entice the words out of him.

his puppy eyes glow as he brings himself more closer.

 “I need you so, so, so bad. let me have a taste, baby. please, please, please. let me make you feel good.” 

his face is now inches away from your pussy. and with every word of his begging, his breath brushes against your folds. 

“I promise I’ll do it just the way you like and more, please.”

that last plea is what makes you snap and grab him by the back of his head and close the gap between his face and your heat.

he starts lapping up your folds and licking them like a dog drinking water. he’s eating you out as if he was starving, even shoving his hands under your thighs to lift them up so he can have more access to indulge in your taste. it has you seeing stars.

you play with the ears on the headband while your whole body shakes in pleasure. “woo, you’re doing so good for me.”

“mmm…baby…love…you,” he responds.

his words are slurred as he continues to drag his tongue on your entrance, his nose occasionally rubbing against your clit which drives you crazy. he’s panting—so desperate for your nectar and your juices.

you can’t contain the moans escaping from your mouth. it’s animalistic and almost deadly the way you want your boyfriend. your heart feels like it’s going to burst from your chest.

up, down, up, down. the pattern and rhythm of his tongue is so passionate and powerful. but just when you thought you couldn’t get enough, his tongue then starts to go in and out of you. your toes curl and you grab a fistful of his hair.

“fuck, woo…I’m gonna…”

the sounds of his own moans and whimpers set you off. it’s like a knot has been undone in your stomach as you feel the release course through your body like a drug. your back arches as you scream and shove his face further into you. 

when your body falls back onto the couch, jungwoo continues to lap up what he can after. you didn’t realize just how bad the grip you had on his hair was until you saw how the headband had shifted slightly more forward on his head. you find it so adorable how disheveled he looks. but then you see his arm moving from the corner of your eye and realize that he has been playing with his dick.

“hey, I never said you could touch yourself.”

his tongue does one last lick before he pauses.

“s-sorry, baby…”

“that’s ok. that’s enough for now, anyway,” you say, calm yet commanding.

you turn towards the box and take the leash out. it connects easily to the collar.

jungwoo looks more excited than before. 

you bite your lip and take out the final, but necessary, accessory—the tail. the box also has some lube which you didn’t notice before and you take that too. you stand up and use the leash to guide jungwoo in front of the fireplace. he crawls on all fours to follow you.

“you’re so cute, woo. I like when you’re obedient.”

you pat his head. he moans, and you can see the slightest trail of pre-cum he left in his wake.

“okay, baby, I need you to stay nice and still for me. this might be too much,  so tell me if you need me to stop.”

you kneel down on the ground behind him. you lather some lube on your fingers and start to spread jungwoo’s cheeks. he trembles as you do this and you reassure him by rubbing his thigh soothingly.

“it’s ok…I’m not gonna hurt you.”

he just whines in approval but another slight dribble of pre-cum leaks onto the floor. 

you just decide to go for it and lather some lube around his hole first before shoving one finger in slowly.

“ahhh~ babyyy~” jungwoo cries out.

“shhh… it’s alright. I got you.”

“ok~”

you start moving the finger in and out as jungwoo moans in both pain and pleasure. 

he hisses through his teeth and turns his face around to look at you. he’s tearing up.

you stop when you see this, but he slides himself down on your fingers anyway.

“it’s fine, baby, it’s fine,” he reassures you.

his body trembles again but you keep going. it takes a while for the second and third ones to go in, especially because you don’t want to hurt him or anything. but once they do, jungwoo’s a mess. his arms tremble as they struggle to hold his body amidst these waves of new feelings and sensations.

“baby~ so good…” he whines.

that’s when you decide to put in the tail once and for all.  you lube it up and tease him a bit, rubbing the small yet thick nub around his hole for a bit.

“ok, woo. you ready?”

he exhales and it looks like he’s mentally preparing himself before he says: “I’m ready.”

per his words, you shove the plug in. 

at first, you can’t believe you did it so you take a step back to look at this visual masterpiece: your boyfriend is all dressed up in his gear, panting and weak and on the brink of letting loose.

his cock is still leaking, though, and you think it’s time to finally let him cum.

“such a good boy. you know that good boys get treats, right?”

it’s like the ears on his headbands perk up and his eyes glow in excitement. he shakes his hips so that the tail wags too.

you take off your dress and your bra finally. and then you crawl to your boyfriend, nudging him out of the way to take his spot. however, you lay your body flat to the ground on your back instead. the fireplace and all the passion is keeping you warm despite now both being naked. 

jungwoo stares at you with excited yet lost puppy eyes. he’s now on his knees next to you with his head tilted.

you pat your stomach and utter a soft right here. he nods and comes closer to you. he gets himself ready to align himself at your entrance but you stop him immediately.

“no, right here.”

you cock your head,  holding your tits and bouncing them in your hands.

jungwoo is about to burst at the sight of this. his body acts immediately and he puts his knees at the sides of your chest and waist area. he slaps his dick on one of your boobs. and then he rubs the tip around a nipple in slow circles as his eyes and pouted lips beg for approval. 

he’d always talk about wanting to fuck your tits before but you always said no because they were too sensitive and it would be too much for you. but at this moment right now, that did not matter. you just knew you wanted and needed to make your boyfriend feel good.

“go ahead, woo. you deserve it.”

he immediately slides his big cock in between your boobs and uses his strong hands to push them together to make it as tight as possible. 

his hips start pistoning into your chest and he lets out the sweetest and most delicious moans you’d ever heard from him. you can’t help but clench at these vulgar yet beautiful sounds. 

he notices that you’re wearing a gold necklace he got you for valentines day with his initials on it and that turns him on so much.

“fuck darling~ so pretty…” 

he starts to lose his breath. the grip he has on your boobs becomes looser and his hips start to falter. you react quickly and put your hands on top of his and squeeze them together as hard as you can even though it hurts.

you feel the tail and it’s fuzzy fur brushing along your stomach and it tickles you. it makes you laugh a bit. and you lick your top teeth while admiring how gorgeous your boyfriend is.

he continues panting and his hips relentlessly push into your chest.

you squeeze harder. “I want it all.”

his moans fill up the room as you gently coax the load out of him.

you know he’s close by the way his pace becomes even more messier.

“don’t hold back on me now. tell me how much you like it.”

“feels so much…better than I…imagined….you’re so…perfect,” jungwoo says in between moans.

“my precious woo. so close, huh?”

 “‘mmm…” he hums and nods.

“I love you.”

“aaahh~”

“say it back.”

his eyes are closed shut and he moans out again.

“please baby, I won’t say it again.”

it looks like he’s about to cry from how good it feels, and his lips tremble as his confession of love is unearthed from the deepest soils of his body and mind: “I love you!” 

he groans, and just like that, he shoots ropes all over your chest and face. he keeps repeating soft I love yous as he moves his hips, his knees now wobbling.

“good boy~” you coo as you do one last squeeze to milk out all the last drops out of him.

you both let go as he slides out and falls to the ground next to you.

he’s laying on his side and you do the same to face him. you reach out to move some hair out of his face, and then cup his face after. you just stare into each other’s eyes.

“I love you so much. you’re mine forever,” he whispers. he places his hand on top of yours and caresses his thumb on it gently.

“all yours, baby. all yours,” you whisper as jungwoo’s face approaches yours and then your lips crash into each other’s.

that, however, was all it took for him to go back on top of you, kissing with no restraint. it’s dirty and needy. tongues and teeth and moans, love bites and marks. you don’t know if it’s passion or greed, but you know that you need your boyfriend in more ways than one.

“mmm…need you inside me… please…”

“ok, baby. ok,” he says before placing a soft kiss on your forehead.

you thought he was going to take you right then and there on the floor but he lifts you up in his arms and carries you back over to the couch. he sets you down gently on your back, kissing your forehead again as he does.

you blush at how he treats you even when dressed up like that. you shiver now in the absence of the fireplace, but jungwoo rubs his hands over your arms.

“gonna warm you and fill you up soon, my love.”

you rub your thighs together at his words and his tone. you think you’re losing control here but you don’t mind.

jungwoo yanks off the leash and then grabs the lube from before and lathers it all over this thick cock. he puts some more on his hand and rubs it all over your heat, slipping in his fingers to get you ready.

impatiently, you buck your hips into his fingers to match the pace they go in and out of you.

“my pretty girl,” he murmurs.

“jungwoo~” 

“almost done, ok? just hold on for me.”

his fingers work their magic for just a while before he stops. you whine at the emptiness but know you’re going to get what you’ve been craving soon. jungwoo gets closer to you and your entrance. his expression is a mix of so many feelings but it’s mainly lust and excitement.

but that changes when he remembers he should have put on a condom first. he turns around, ready to run off.

“I’ll be right back, baby. they’re in my room.”

you immediately wrap your legs around his waist to prevent him from getting up.

“it’s fine. I want it like this, actually.”

“o-ok,” jungwoo stammers as he feigns a slight disappointment. but you know this excites him because his cock twitches twice.

he spreads your legs and then he softly slaps his cock onto your slit, but doesn’t enter inside just yet.

he slides his cock slowly up and down against you, the tip brushing against your clit just enough that it has gripping onto the couch. the lube is making it feel ten times better than it normally does.

he’s teasing you. 

and that’s the last thing you want.

you moan and drive your hips forward more. you want him. you need him. 

“jungwoo…” you moan.

you feel like you’re about to go crazy from how bad you need it and your boyfriend smirks at how the tables have turned. 

“need you… so bad…” you mewl.

“good girl… sound so pretty begging for me,” he coos.

finally, he slips the tip inside and eases it slowly into you.

the way your body knows his size and shape is something sort of magical but your walls immediately invite him in as he bottoms out. your eyes roll back as he starts to drag his cock back and forth inside you, not really giving you much time to adjust.

he places one hand on the side next to your stomach to hold himself up and the other to play with your swollen bud.

“fuck, oh my god…” you moan and you arch your back.

his hips roll into yours in a way that has you feeling like you’re going to cum again in seconds.

“so tight, darling. so perfect taking me in like this,” he coos.

he kisses you so tenderly, biting onto your bottom lip.

another moan into his mouth is all you can manage because your head is spinning with thoughts of your boyfriend and how good he feels. jungwoo, jungwoo, jungwoo, jungwoo.

his fingers feel so soft and rough. even when he’s giving it to you like this, you still want more. your love might border on that fine line between obsession but that doesn’t matter when his cock and fingers are loving you in a way nobody ever has or ever will.

“more… harder…”

he laughs a bit at your desperation  and then his hand abandons your clit. but that’s because he needs both hands to support himself as he rams his hips into yours. 

his pace has become rough and merciless but that’s what you wanted. a particularly hard thrust from him has you crying out in the most painful pleasure. you wrap your hands around his back. your slick starts to coat his thick cock, adorning it with a white ring. 

“holy shit,” you mewl, nails clawing into his back as the feeling blossoms all over you.

“that’s it, my love. go ahead and cream on me.”

you clench tighter at these words and you feel the knot in your stomach forming again.

his hips slam into you with so much force yet so much love. 

your nails dig deeper into his back.

“tell me. tell me how much you like it.”

he’s using your own words against you yet you’re so fucked out you can’t even respond.

he keeps slamming into you and you come undone.

your eyes roll back again as the release bursts through your soul and body. your body shakes and you clench tighter onto him as the waves of the orgasm wash over you.

“good girl~ that’s my girl~” he coos as he rides out your high.

just when you think it’s over as he slides out, he turns you over on all fours and inserts his cock into you again. 

his chest connects to your back and he slams into you again. your head lies flat on the couch as you take him in. he wraps his arm underneath you to pull you closer to him.

“just take it. take in all of me, baby,” he whines, kissing up in the crook of your neck. 

you just moan and scream into the material of the couch.

it’s never been like this. sex with your boyfriend has never felt this good. and you’ve never felt this euphoria and bliss to this degree and it blends dangerously with an insatiable lust and hunger. as bad as it sounds, you just want to be a vessel for his pleasure, for his every need and wish. to say his love is a drug would be an understatement. it’s essential to your being and your survival—food, water, air, sleep, and jungwoo.

“darling. please. let me fill you up. I’ll give it to you so good,” he whines.

his pace has become messier now and you know he’s about to finish. you bite onto the couch and clench tighter around him. he ruts into you with force even though he’s becoming more lost in the feeling.

he moans right into your ear and you feel every breath and whine that comes out from within him.

it’s like your souls are connecting together and dancing under a beautiful moonlight. the feeling can only be described as celestial like the gods and the stars. they seem so small in comparison to this deep seated feeling of pleasure and love. you’re not sure if your mind is leaving your body but that’s what it feels like.

“i love you, i love you, i love you…” jungwoo coos along with other sweet nothings.

“i love you,” you manage to whisper weakly as everything starts to fade into black and white.

and with that, he does one final thrust that has him finishing and unraveling. and you just lay there and milk him dry of all of his cum. 

it's silent for the slightest of seconds as you guys just bask in the afterglow of your love, catching your breath.

“god damn, baby. that was amazing,” he says into your ear and places a soft kiss.

he says some other things, but you don’t really catch them as sleep wraps you in its warm and inviting embrace.

jungwoo slides out of you and then carries your sleeping body into his room and onto his bed. he tucks you in so many blankets and then places a soft kiss on your forehead.

he smiles and warmth and happiness fills his heart—he can’t wait to see your reactions to the other presents you’ll open in the morning.

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘˗ˏˋ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˎˊ˗∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

a/n:  I got really carried away with this one but it has been brewing in my mind for weeks now. I feel like a monkey gnawing at the bars of my enclosure and cell. like you guys don't get it. orange / ginger hair woo brainrot is killing meee…

also this a bit rushed so pls be nice bc otherwise I would’ve have posted this months after christmas lmfaoooo. anyway I hope you enjoy :3

- amma

no more orange hair woo… who else about to end they shit 😂😂😂😂💯💯

<3

girl write smth with jungwoo like I'm thirsty for jungwoo bc there are no jungwoo new posts on this site I'm going crazy everyday without reading smth with jungwoo (I'm insane)

Distraction

Jungwoo girlies come get y’all juice! Tbh Jungwoo is the most mysterious 127 member to me, but I wanted to take some time to think about how his fictional persona would be, and I think he would be super whipped for his girl (or whoever). Y/N is kind of a ditzy brat, I think that would be his type tbh. Anywho, let me know what you guys think 🤗

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

“Ugh i literally don’t understand any of this. I’m so doomed!” You sighed hopelessly, tossing yourself back onto your cozy pink bed. Jungwoo laughed at your dramatic antics lovingly, growing accustomed to your girly and cute personality. Your boyfriend has always been a super mega genius math nerd, as you liked to call him. He was effortlessly excelling in math and engineering classes that even seniors were struggling with. You were positive he was solving math problems fresh out of the womb.

Jungwoo, being the kindhearted boyfriend he was, volunteered to tutor you, and for the past few weeks he’s been diligently and patiently helping you. Throughout these painful study sessions, he never once made you feel like you were dumb or that you were bothering him. He loved you so much, he didn’t care how many times he had to repeat the same things to you. He was more than happy to help you pass this class.

Jungwoo’s hand slid up and down your thigh, bringing you back to reality, and you pouted at him like a wounded puppy. You were a public relations major, why were you being forced to take stupid math classes anyway!?

“Baby, don’t say that. We have all night to study. Why don’t we take a little break, huh?” Jungwoo consoled you so sweetly as he always did when you were having one of your math meltdowns. Always looking at the bright side of things, he tried his best to reassure you that you just needed more practice. You on the other hand, were not having any of it. “Hmph..I don’t want a break, I wanna drop this stupid class. I hate it! I hate math! I hate everything! Ugh!!” You whined dramatically, tossing your hands in the air in defeat.

Were you slightly playing up the dramatics to receive a little extra attention from your sweet boyfriend? Perhaps. But truly, you really did hate this class with a burning passion, and maybe you did need a little distraction from studying…

“Aw, my sweet baby, c’mere,” jungwoo reached for your hand, attempting to pull you back up to a sitting position next to him.

“No” you whined, keeping yourself down on your back.

“Babyyyy,” Jungwoo matched your whiny tone, and bent down to kiss your forehead. That got a small giggle out of you, and he peppered a thousand more kisses all over your face. Jungwoo’s hands ran up and down your arms, leaving hot goosebumps along the way. His lips migrated to your ear, and his low voice sent shivers up your spine.

“Need a break, angel?” You shifted your eyes to look into his, admiring how his brown locks hung in his face. He was so beautiful…

You bit your plump bottom lip, and nodded at him silently. Jungwoo knew you too well by now. When you got in one of these moods, you wanted nothing more to be nurtured and taken care of. That was no problem for him. You had him wrapped around your pretty little finger, and he loved it.

Jungwoo gently caressed your face before he maneuvered on top of you, and slowly eased himself lower and lower until he was in front of your lower body. He looked at you, never breaking eye contact as he lifted up your skirt. He hooked his fingers into your pink lace panties, pushing them to the side and checking to see how wet you were. He smirked when he heard you let out an airy moan.

“Aw, this is what the princess wanted, huh? Just needed some little kisses and touches?” You let out a breathy sigh and pushed your hips into his hand, completely disregarding the world around you. All you cared about was Jungwoo touching you. “I always need you Woo, always…” he slid his fingers up and down your folds a few more times before peeling his shirt off and pushing his grey sweatpants down. He looked back up to see your fingers picking up where his left off, and you shot him a devious smile.

“Always such a needy girl, aren’t you?” Jungwoo dug in your bedside table drawer for a condom, and continued watching you play with yourself as he rolled it onto his hard cock. You finally moved your hands away and allowed him to slide himself through your wet folds a few times. “Mmm fuck me already baby,” you whined out in a bratty tone. Jungwoo smiled at your antics once again and fulfilled your request, bottoming out into your soaking wet hole.

“Fuckkkk baby you’re so tight” Jungwoo groaned. You moaned in response, running your hands across your bouncing chest. “Mm yeah? I’m tight baby?” Jungwoo was hypnotized by your bedroom voice and dark eyes to match. You were definitely the best partner he’s ever had. You turned him on like no one else could, and it showed in the way he thrusted into you. You held onto the backs of your thighs, pushing them against your chest and fully opening yourself up for your boyfriend. This was way better than trying to understand what a factorial was for the 100th time.

Jungwoo’s eyes locked in on your dripping cunt, admiring how fast his dick moved in and out of you. “God just like that baby, you’re fucking me so good,” you moaned out, ready to burst at any moment. Jungwoo groaned at your naughty words, and a hand flew to your nipples to help you get there quicker. “Shit, shit y/n I’m cumming” Jungwoo moaned out and emptied himself into the condom. He thrusted into you a few more times, overstimulating himself and bringing you over the edge at the same time.

Jungwoo collapsed on top of you, and you slowly released the hold on your legs, wrapping them around his waist. You were on cloud nine, relishing in the delicious high you two just shared. You laced your hands through jungwoo’s hair and placed a wet kiss onto his neck.

“Thanks for the distraction, Wooie”

would you mind?

boyfriend!jungwoo x afab reader

18+ mdni, smut

summary: jungwoo doesn’t last long inside of you so you have to take some control.

wc: 1k

cw: unprotected sex, creampie, breeding kink, daddy kink, girl idk I was horny as fuck (still am) and I won’t him so bad

now playing: ♫ would you mind - janet jackson ♫

jungwoo hisses through his teeth as he pushes himself into you. his face dives right into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent and then letting out a sigh of pleasure and relief.

“uh, baby, shit I’m think I’m coming…”

“but you just put it in?”

“I know…”

“wait-”

“f-fuck–sorry…”

jungwoo is five strokes in before he’s emptied himself into your warm walls, his whines and moans so sweet and loud.

“oh my god, woo. seriously?” you laugh softly.

your hand finds treasure in his ruffled hair and the other on his cheek.

“what? it’s not my fault you feel so good,” he whines.

“I do?”

“yes, baby,” he says, face flushed red in embarrassment.

you giggle and then kiss the mole under his eye.

you guys are already in a missionary position so you wrap your legs around his waist to lock him in better as you can feel some of his seed begin to spill out of you.

this seems to get your boyfriend going again as he starts to rut his hips into you with rhythm.

“you’re not gonna last long this time, huh?” you tease.

“with the way you’re squeezing onto me, I might not,” he confesses with a shaky voice.

you can’t help but laugh at him a little bit. it’s so adorable.

“hey! it’s not funny. I’m trying, you know.”

his release makes it easier for him to slide in and out of you along with the little white, creamy ring of love that has formed right on your entrance.

you can tell he’s holding back to make himself last longer for you—his eyes shut closed and his whimpers more subdued.

but you don’t want that; you want him to feel good.

“come on… it’s ok. I don’t mind.”

he groans loudly when you clench around him on purpose.

you smirk at this, already knowing your next move to get him to unravel.

“please daddy. I want it so bad,” you coo.

that’s when his hips start to stutter and he looks at you with eyes full of desire.

“shit, can you say that again?”

“hmm?” you tease.

“baby p-please. i need to hear it from your pretty mouth.”

“daddy… need you to come in me so bad… please...”

you wrap your legs tighter around him, pushing him closer into your walls. and just like that, you feel yourself getting filled up to the brim with his love.

“aaa… that’s not fair…” he whimpers as his hips pathetically grind into yours, cum still shooting into you.

“you’re so cute.”

his hips are still moving into you as your walls suck him dry and your hands run smoothly along his back.

it’s endearing the way he kind of trembles in your arms but tries to hide it.

“think you gotta another one in you?” you ask.

“yeah,” he says weakly. “need to make my baby cum too.”

he looks spent already though so you decide to take matters into your own hands.

you flip him over so that you’re straddling his hips, hard cock still in you.

“h-hey!”

he tries to get up in protest but you place your hand on his chest and push his body back down onto the bed so he lays flat.

“no. it’s my turn. and I wanna ride.”

“but y/n-”

before he gets to complain more, you roll your hips onto his and it shuts him right up. instead, he whines in his sweet, honey-like voice again for you.

“touch me,” you whisper, guiding his hands to your tits.

“mmm…” he mumbles quietly.

he fondles your breasts with his huge, warm hands and pinches your nipples just the way you like. he knows all the things that get you going even at moments like these when your body is too much to handle for him.

it gets you to squeeze your walls tighter on him, earning back more delicious moans from your boyfriend. he is always vocal for you and the way you feel and that’s something you have always adored about him. you hate that he tried concealing it earlier because you laughed, but happy that he let those walls fall down.

you lean in to kiss him with passion and heat. your tongues collide as you just moan into others mouths, the pleasure only intensifying.

you alternate between moving your hips back and forth, then in slow circles, and then bouncing up and down.

the slaps of your skin and the wet sounds only ignite the adrenaline in your body.

“jungwoo~” you whine as you let go from the kiss, desperate for release.

you feel it building up in your stomach, the euphoria bubbling to the surface.

you keep riding him—riding the edge of this dangerous pleasure. his cock starts to twitch in you and you know he’s about to cum for the third time. he’s drunk on your walls and the way you feel.

he’s a moaning mess under you.

and even then, you rest your forehead on his and helplessly moan “I love you daddy” over and over again as you chase your high.

“baby…ahhh..hhh” he chokes out.

his hands abandon your boobs and head straight to your hips to guide you up and down his thick cock that is now dripping with your incoming release.

the feeling is indescribable. all you know is you need to finish and need him to finish inside you too.

“daddy… love you… love you so much…” you babble as the searing pleasure wants to rip you open.

“s-such a good girl for me.”

you hands latch onto the top of his head, gripping onto the hair they find. your mouth is like a magnet to his face, kissing and sucking anywhere it can.

“that’s it, baby, you got it.”

and your walls clench with all their might.

“yeah just like that, cum on daddy.”

jungwoo’s nails dig deep into your skin as his head tilts backwards.

then his warm ropes coat your plush walls. and seconds later, the pressure in your stomach snaps and you gush all over your boyfriend’s cock.

jungwoo helps you ride it out, hands still guiding you with care and love.

you both are at a loss for words as the rush comes down. so you just shove your face into the crook of his neck and start to plant kisses all over his neck and jaw.

“I don’t know how you do it, baby.”

“I don’t do anything special,” you say. “But I think I just made you become a daddy for real.”

he laughs at this and runs his fingers through his hair, looking at the ceiling.

“I might as well just seal the deal then, huh?”

“wait what?”

he flips you over and then pushes your knees to your chest. he inserts his cock into you again, and with only a couple of strokes, he is pouring into you for the fourth time.

once he pulls out, he uses his long fingers to push the seed back into you, making sure every last drop doesn’t go to waste.

“ok, baby…that should do it,” he says confidently.

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘˗ˏˋ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˎˊ˗∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

a/n: let’s pretend this was posted on jungwoo day ijbol. and yes I titled this after that one freaky ass janet jackson song 😭🤦🏽‍♂️

thank you everyone for the love on the jungwoo fic omg <3 it is nice to know that there are other snoopyzens and jungps out there bc it really feels like we’re a dying breed 😭 also if you have any questions, thoughts, or requests, please feel free to reach out! I would really appreciate it plus I need more oomfs on here :)

I have a 5k word jaehyun fic in the drafts that is nowhere no done, but I just thought of the most freaky idea for a jungwoo smut oh it’s over for me😭😭😭🎀

he’s so cute I wanna give him cabeza ☹️☹️

looking forward for another post ab jungwoo 😍

me in the studio cooking up another jungwoo fic:

oh trust it’s incoming! (idk when… but it’s incoming!! 💀)

my jungp pussy is trembling rn, SOAKED if you will

fic rec vi ♡

hi!

this is a another new set of fic rec and i’ll probably do a compilation of genre (?) just like the first ones.

made some changes like tidying up a bit and adding summary, for those that doesn’t have any summary i’ll try my best to add my own summary (it will probably be shit tho, i ain’t making a smut summary guys, i’m not confident in my describing a fic ability but i’ll try my best. if its in italic it means i made the summary hehez )  if the summary is shit, i made it okay.

read and support the fic and authors here: the fic rec ♡

a for angst

f for fluff

s for smut

// for series or list

nct 

jeno

no title by @tyongf-nct | s

- smut blurb.

body guards and boyfriend by @pastelsicheng | f

-  sometimes the only way you can really get some alone time with your boyfriend is by making his job hard.

lipstick smears by @kopikokun | f

-  jeno never thought trying to get his makeup artist’s attention would be this hard.

jaehyun

[10:30] by @moonttaeil | 

- a lockdown moment.

[2:40] by @nct-jungjaehyun | f a

- cute quality fluff time with bf!jae with a dash of angst.

[11:41] by @jeongvision | f 

- family time with apples.

just like magic by @starryhyuck | f s

-  jung jaehyun’s body count is almost as high as yours. however, after yuta spreads a nasty rumor, you learn that jaehyun’s always imagined those girls to be you instead.

love to hate me by @moonctzeny | s a 

-  you and jaehyun meet as sm trainees, developing a friendship until he debuts and you decided to leave the company and pursue a solo career. when you reunite again in a music show and he acts like he barely knows you, you stubbornly begin a series of hate-brimmed sex rendez-vous. your touch-and-go relationship continues on, until a song collaboration will force you both to deal with all your repressed feelings for each other.

moving on by @ddeonghwaa | f a

- reader has been chasing jae for some time but when she moved on jae suddenly enter the picture.

sun&moon by @ppangjae | f a

-  asking jeong jaehyun to accompany you to your family’s 1-week christmas vacation as your boyfriend has its consequences. one can surely get through 1 week of pretending to be in love with an enemy, right?

snack run with a snack by @kopikokun | f 

-  on your usual movie night with the members, they assign you sudden snack collecting duty. you’re a little peeved, but at least jaehyun offers to tag along. Unfortunately for you, things really aren’t going in your favour tonight.

lover boy by @neoct-zen | f s

- bunch fics of lover boy jae and reader.

jungwoo

one more time, please by @haequarius | f s

-  you don’t know what you and Jungwoo are, but you are certainly weak for him.

jealous by @whiplashsan | s 

-  jungwoo is all smiles and sunshine until he gets jealous, and he just so happens to get jealous over the smallest things when it comes to you.

doyoung

sugar, spice and everything not nice by @alreadyblondenow | s

-  doyoung getting your ring size wrong, unprotected sex, kitchen sex, slight fingering, wedding tragedies.

no title by @ncteaxhoe | s

- dom!doyoung, rough? i need holy water.

the little one by @ethaeriyeol | f 

-  a gift of life; female reader x husband!Doyoung; fluff, light angst, married au

lucas

exquisite taste by @weishenkonbini | s f

- smut but with a fluffy ending.

for you always by @labyrinthsofyou | f

-  in which you surprise yukhei when he forgets about your date.

6:19 by @cozykpopblurbs | f

- a cute fluff ft kun and winwin.

10:18 pm by @nctsoftarchives | f

- reader supports lucas at his superm debut stage. 

16:47 by @sichengssmile | f s 

- a fluffy smut. lucas a big boi.

missed you by @tokyobts | a f

-  after you and yukhei broke up, yukhei still has feelings for you. he reaches out to you at school and tries to get you back. at first you avoid him but later his actions manage to make your heart flutter. you’ve come to a sudden conclusion that you maybe still want him in your life.

johnny

34 + 35 by @domjaehyun | s 

- you and your husband johnny decide to take your marriage to the next step.

i couldn’t wait a little longer by @alreadyblondenow | s f a

-  you two were never together longer than two days, but the feelings, oh the feelings that you have for each other is clear as the day. it was a never-ending try of making the relationship official. johnny tried, you tried but it never happens.

what happens in korea, not stays in korea by @alreadyblondenow | f s 

-  a week vacation in korea for your sister’s wedding became even more exciting when a famous dj had a crush on you. johnny was sure that it’s love at first sight. not putting both of your careers on the line, you two had no regrets when the time comes and you finally leave.

laundry day by @immabiteyou | s

- a domestic fluffy smut.

make a wish by @sluttyten | s f a

-  you’re jungwoo’s sister, and he’s made it clear he wants you and Johnny to have nothing to do with each other. so you and johnny start fake dating to piss him off.

want it all by @sluttyten | f s 

-  you are entirely innocent to the point of being naive. johnny is not innocent, but he loves that you are because it means he can teach you everything you don’t know.

sungchan

wish i was her by @softsungchan | f a 

-  you wished you were her, laying in Sungchan’s arms and feeling his warm breath on your neck, giggling about sweet nothings whispered into the starry night. You wished for it to be you, the girl he liked.

2:21 am by @the32ndbeat | f 

- sungchan being whipped, thru a text message.

haechan

14:52 by @ukiyoexo | f

- a cute haechan and reader ft the reader’s baby sister moment.

prince’s order by @nsheetee | f

-  prince haechan nurses you after you faint, and orders you to stay with him until you feel better.

sweet treat by @markresonates | s

-  haechan takes you for ice cream but all you can think about is sex with him.  when you act like a brat, eventually you end up in the bathroom. with no panties. 

clingy by @love-mi | f 

-  I’m not clingy! I just love your company and constantly want to be around you and have your full attention at all times

mark

hyuck is always right by @luvrenjun00 | f 

- ceo!mark x reader ft baby donghyuck. a tooth-rotting fluff.

taeyong

snow storm by @whereisten | f s 

- a fluffy smut whilst a snow storm.

1:59 by @smoll-tangerine | f

- reader and taeyong ft my favorite game (where i always die first) among us!

bts

taehyung

is this allowed 1 2 by @seokiie  | f s

- how were you supposed to know bts would be filming at your coffee shop today? how were you supposed to know a certain curly-haired boy would take a liking  to you?

cabin pressure | f by @jiminrings | f 

-  pilot!y/n who accidentally became famous bc of a viral post about her, best friend!jimin!, taehyung having a shy lil crush on you aND ot7 being meanies for a tad bit :((

art major!tae and biochem major!yn | f by @jiminrings | f

-  tae’s cold and probably needs a friend more than he needs a model, y/n feels this nEED to take care of him, a term of enderment then a dash of emotional constipation and a sprinkle of jealousy :D

gank mid lane by @kimtaehyunq | f s 

- gank / verb: (in a video game) use underhand means to defeat or kill (a less experienced opponent)

birthday surprise by @ephemeralkookie |

-  like every year, you prepare a little surprise for your boyfriend’s birthday, one that you’ve been preparing for days. and after a very tiring day, taehyung only wants to spend the night in your loving arms.

jungkook

cookies & cream | s by @1kook | f s 

-  jungkook will watch a thousand cheesy christmas movies if it meant making you happy. (and maybe having his dick sucked.)

unholy night | s by @ephemeralkookie | f s

-  after a christmas day passed with the Jeon’s family, Jungkook decides to transform the holy night into an unholy one.

‘a short’ abstinence | s a by @seokiie | s a

-  maybe blue-balling you boyfriend (who has an insanely high sexual drive) wasn’t the best.

in which she’s done with him by @minstrivia | a

-  jungkook angst/fluff where he always pushes oc away (who confesses her feelings but was cruelly rejected) and insults her but she always comes back to take care of him when he’s drunk or picks him up from his one night stands and she finally decides to leave him alone.

bad influence by @noteguk | s 

-  in which you know jungkook is a bad influence on you, but you can’t avoid falling for him every time.

jock!jk and shy art major!yn by @jiminrings | f

-  established relationship ft. jock!jk and shy art major!y/n, y/n gets an unexpected pep talk and jungkook doubts himself, and either so much tears or so much dUST according to kook

special affair by @1oserjk | f

-  sugar daddy au except it’s just jk spoiling u thru animal crossing

fairy of shampoo by @ironicarmy | f s

-  sundays are for relaxation, house cleaning, and happiness.

abstract ft bob ross by @mimithings97 | f

-  paintbrush in one hand, joint in the other and you sitting on his dick is what jeongguk wants. and what jeongguk wants, jeongguk gets.

badboy!jungkook by @jungshookz | f 

- badboy!jungkook falls for good girl reader ft the boys and the reader’s apple. 

growing by @lesgetittkookie | f

- dad!jungkook teacher his daughter how to walk. super super cute family/domestic fluff.

quiet, baby by @bratkook | s 

- i don’t how to write a summary on smuts so imma just put this. reader and jungkook doing something in the subway.

still want that by @whatifyoulivelikethat | s

-  fucking min yoongi ex-girlfriend? a terrible idea. being hopelessly in love with her at the same time? an even worse idea. knowing he was being used and still doing it anyway? ah, Jeon Jungkook, what are you doing? part 2 of savage love.

desiderium by @jeonggukingdom | f s 

-  “we’ve been at it like rabbits, how are you still so horny?”. a newlyweds!au smut.

chapstick by @softyoongiionly | f s

- based on the time Jungkook said he needed someone to scold him so he’d remember to put lip balm on. or jungkook’s had a really long day and the only that can make it better, is seeing you. 

lover boy by @jingukk | f 

-  jungkook likes you. a lot.

unexpected confession by @sunkissedjk | f

-  you gathered up the courage to confess your feelings, but it seems everyone in school knows about it before you could even find him.

string attached by @ephemeralkookie | s

-  jungkook is what we can call your sexfriend. No strings attached, just you and him having fun and releasing the huge pressure and stress of being idols. But after spending an entire day together, you realize that maybe he’s not just your sexfriend.

no title by @himbojk | f s 

- dilf jk.

astro

eunwoo

ceo!eunwoo by @m0onbean

no title by @yutopiada | f

- a cute idol!reader and eunwoo moment at a music show.

disney by @bangchan-sonyeondan | f

- a cute date with eunwoo at disney. reader likes vintage things hence using a disposable camera.

baby, it’s cold outside by @fresh-outta-jams | f 

- a cute cold christmas fluff with eunwoo ft. the boys. reader went to the boys’ place for a sweater and cocoa gift exchange.

got7

yugyeom

cruel brothers by @imsarabum | f

-  jackson and jaebum have always acted as if they were your big, overprotective brothers. so when they both walk in on you and yugyeom in a very intimate position, things get a little tense!

txt

soobin

a special night by @gyuluster | f

-  an intimate insight on the first night of choi soobin’s wedding, consisting of kitchen floors, witches and an eternity of love.

boughs & branches by @jeogiyall | f 

-  decorating the tree with boyfriend! choi soobin from txt! fluffity fluff fluff with a lot of cute fluff thrown in and a dash of christmastime fluff. 

sleepy binnie by @immabiteyou | s

-  “i’ll let you do anything if you just touch me now. “ a sleepy soobin smut.

cake by @immabiteyou | s

- reading waiting for mc soobin with the guys. a cute fluffy smut moment.

kpop oc/s

seri by @ggukkiedae

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Culture Things. [M]

Genre: Dystopian, AU, SMUT, non-idol, angst, fluff

Pairing: NCT x OC 

Warnings: None for this chapter <3 

Word count: 2.4k

Summary: Zennie’s dreams of entering the walls are finally coming true. But she is about to also inherit a group of men who all have one common goal in mind. 

A/N: Okayyyyy so I’ve been working on my ideas for this fic for a long time. My inspirations for this were this book called The Giver as well as the concept for NCT’s Universe. I think it was just so well thought out…. But anyways….. you all should know that this story will be pretty long. I’ll be updating whenever I can and the story could start a little slow~ Pls bare with me. Thank you so much to everyone who takes the time to read my stories and please don’t hesitate to leave comments and show love! <3 

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Culture Things [M]

Genre: Dystopian, AU, SMUT, non-idol, angst, fluff

Pairing: NCT x OC

Warnings: Oral sex, bodily fluids, rough sex, multiple partners, unprotected sex, dirty talk, voyeurism, threesomes, thigh riding, spitting (don’t ask), fingering, anal  

Word count: 3.07k

Summary: Zennie’s dreams of entering the walls are finally coming true. But she is about to also inherit a group of men who all have one common goal in mind.

A/N: Oh oh oh! I enjoyed writing this update because we get to see more of Zennie’s personality as she starts to grow more comfortable inside the walls~ I have actually told myself that I would try my best to update this story in a timely manner because it’s just such a good one. I love being able to incorporate all of the neos into one story because I feel like the number of members in the group, gives us so much more to work with. I am going through a transitional period in life rn but in the best way possible. It is has been nothing but great news since I started the journey. I am all set to have a hot girl summer and I hope everyone can also enjoy themselves this upcoming season <3 I appreciate all of you for reading and please leave feedback or just say hi. I love hearing from you~ 

2. 

Zennie laid in her bed, eyes glued to the white smooth ceiling. She’d spent way more time with the Neos than she had planned. She couldn’t stop thinking about all that had happened. All the Neos she had met. Shotaro. Xiaojun. Jaemin. Haechan. Jeno. Yangyang. And so many more.

But it was Sungchan that grabbed her attention. He was the Neo that walked her back to her dorm. He was…Well to say he was fine would be an understatement. Zennie giggled at the thought of him. He was tall. He was stylish. He had the sweetest smile and his eye contact was enough to make her swoon.

Jungwoo was extremely drunk and Sungchan had offered to walk Zennie home. The Neos were extremely adamant about her not walking back on her own.

“No, Zennie, please. Let someone walk you home. Taeyong would severely punish us, if we let you out of here by yourself.” Jaehyun had said when she initially refused an escort.

“By punishment, he means we won’t get hotpot for a week.” Sungchan had chimed in with a wink. “C’mon, I’ll take you home.” He put an arm out and Zennie gently grabbed it. She noticed numerous sets of eyes on her but decided to ignore it. Sungchan had just offered to take her home. She couldn’t bring herself to care.

Zennie giggled out loud as she laid and thought about how charming this particular Neo was. Everything about him was just so alluring.

“You’re really pretty, you know.” Sungchan said as soon as they were outside. He looked at the ground and bit his lip. A bit embarrassed by his early confession.

Zennie looked at him with wide eyes and really took in his features. She didn’t see it at first but he looked a bit like a deer in headlights. His eyes were just so unique. His hair was a light brown and his skin was extremely smooth. Not a blemish in sight. Catching Zennie staring from his peripheral, he turned to look at her.

“Sorry.” He said, worried things would get awkward because Zennie didn’t answer. “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

“Oh, no. Please don’t apologize. I’m sorry. Thank you. I think you’re really cute, too.” Zennie said.

“You do?” Sungchan asked with a smile. They continued to walk, slightly closer to each other this time.

“Yeah. Thanks for offering to walk me home.” Zennie replied.

“Oh, please don’t mention it. I consider it my duty. Please feel free to call me if you ever need an escort” Sungchan had finally said as soon as they reached her dorm. Zennie motioned for him to join her inside so he followed.

“I–uh. Well..” Zennie started. “I haven’t set up my communication devices.”

Sungchan raised his eyebrows at Zennie’s statement. “They should’ve been set up before you started roaming and exploring.” He looked confused but then his face automatically lit up. “Do you need help?”

Zennie couldn’t figure out whether he was joking or not. “Are you really going to help me?”

“If you want me to, I can.” Sungchan said softly.

“Please!!! It is so hard. This technology is like from 50 years into the future! How the hell am I supposed to know how to work a hologram?!” Zennie started to go on about the difficulties she experienced during her first 12 hours because she couldn’t escape technology.

“My door opening on its own because the peephole can scan my eye from over 3 feet away?!” She added. “I let it go this morning because everyone else around me was normal about it but c’mon. That’s insane. People off this site won’t see technology like this for decades!”

Sungchan smiled and sat on the stool by the island. “You haven’t read your handbook, have you?”

Zennie stopped talking and shook her head.

“I can tell. Please read it- all of it, first thing tomorrow morning.” And with that, he stood up and tapped the white lamp on the island and it turned green. “Initiate activation for Zennie Pearl 2020.” He said out loud.

Zennie jolted when the lamp responded. “Activation has commenced.” She looked at Sungchan for a few seconds and then the lamp talked again. “Activation complete. Please test your devices, Zennie.”

“It calls me by my name.” Zennie said while digging in her backpack to look for the 2 “cellphones” all rookies were given. One was a cellphone. Very slick, touchscreen, and solar charging. The other was nothing but a mere earbud.

“Of course it calls you by your name. This is your home. And by the way. It is a she. And her name is Czennie.” Sungchan said. “Please call her by her name. She is very sensitive and you don’t want a tantrum.”

“Czennie?! Our names kinda sound the same.” Zennie said, surprised at the similarities. She’d never met anyone with her name, let alone even anything that sounded remotely similar.

Sungchan gave a warm smile and stepped closer to Zennie. “Let’s make sure everything is working correctly.”

“Oh, right!” Zennie pulled everything out of the backpack. She turned on the phone and looked at Sungchan, her eyes communicating her confusion. Sungchan understood and pulled out his phone. It lit up once in front of his face and he said “2020”. Suddenly, Zennie’s phone rang. She gasped when a picture of Sungchan popped up on her screen. Then she picked up one of the earbuds and put it in her ear. There was a click and when Sungchan said “Hello” into his phone, she heard it in her ear.

“But how? We’ve never exchanged any of this information.” Zennie had so many questions and was having a hard time accepting what she was witnessing.

“Zennie.” Sungchan put his hands on both of Zennie’s shoulders. “Read the handbook.”

Zennie let out a nervous chuckle and nodded. “You’re right! I’m so embarrassed by how unprepared I am.”

“It’s okay. Just do it as soon as possible. All of your questions will be answered.” He squeezed her shoulders. “ I have to get back. But I hope to see you around soon.” Sungchan gave a warm smile and finally let go.

Zennie shifted from side to side a bit, not too thrilled at the thought of Sungchan leaving. “You’re leaving already?” She asked.

Sungchan bit his lip and looked at his feet. He then looked up and made eye contact with Zennie. “Do you want me to stay?” He asked in a low voice. Zennie felt electricity flow through her body.

“I- I mean. I’d like it if- if  you stayed a bit longer.” Zennie stammered.  

Sungchan looked at Zennie and then sighed before looking away. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have been so flirty earlier. I don’t want to give you the wrong idea. I really can’t stay with you.” Sungchan said in a very apologetic tone. He had left shortly after.

-

Now she laid in bed, thinking about her short time spent with the tall and attractive Neo. Well….they were all attractive. She didn’t understand it. She’d also noticed she was the only woman in the entire room when she had met them.

Zennie gasped and put a hand over her mouth. Were they gay? She sat up. A few of them had to be. But Sungchan. Zennie hoped he at least played for her team, too.. Her and Sungchan with one or more other Neos didn’t sound bad at all actually…

Zennie shook her head rapidly to get her mind to focus on what was important. “The handbook.” She said to herself.

-

Half an hour later, she was at the dining table with the handbook. It seemed to be the most important book she would ever own.

The first chapter was about identity and tracking. Then the book continued with Neo Culture Technology philosophy, ground rules, help desk hours, and so much more. The book had everything. Sungchan was right. It answered every single one of her questions.

She grew more fascinated as she turned the pages. There was so much that she didn’t know.

A few of the things she learned were that:

1. The dorms were tied to everything. Instead of giving a phone number or address, people just gave out the number on the front door of their dorm. Phone calls outside of the walls were regular with the slight difference that Czennie couldn’t do it. It’d have to manually be done from the sleek phone.

2. There were no doctors. The “lamp” in everyone’s dorm was indeed an AI model that was everywhere inside the walls. Her name was Czennie and as far as Zennie was concerned, there wasn’t anything she couldn’t do. She could do surgeries and perform check-ups all on her own. There were nurses around but they were actually only present for newborns. The rest of the time, they worked to make sure Czennie was properly functioning.They were also extremely respected inside the walls.

3. Unity seemed to be the common theme. Without it, the entire system would collapse.

4. No jails. People who compromised the safety of the community or the system were to be simply kicked out. Never to return. Zennie took note that this had only happened twice in the history of Neo Culture. 

Zennie sat back in her chair once she’d finished reading. She absolutely should’ve read the handbook before she arrived.

“Incoming call from Sungchan.” Czennie said as the lamp blinked a bright green. According to her handbook, that color meant the call was coming from a Neo. Everyone else was pink. 

“Answer.” Zennie responded, a bit embarrassed at her excitement. She was still excited that Sungchan was interested, despite his refusal to act on it.

“Good Morning.” Sungchan’s voice snaked around the entire room.

I need to change those settings. Zennie thought to herself.

“Good morning.” Zennie responded, feeling as though she were in a different world. The amount of advanced technology surrounding her was indeed overwhelming.

“I wanted to talk to you about last night..” Sungchan started. “I- uh. I want you to understand why I decided against staying with you when you asked.”

“Please do.” Zennie said in a soft voice.

“So you see, all of the Neos. We have rules.” Sungchan started.

“I know. I read it in the handbook.” Zennie said matter of factly.

“No.” Sungchan gave a chuckle on the other end. Zennie bit her fist, thankful it was a regular call and not video. “We have rules that aren’t known to non-Neos.”

“You guys are such a clique.” Zennie said with a snort. “So let’s hear it.” She added on.

“I can’t tell you all of them but I can tell you one. I can’t fuck you.”

Zennie’s jaw dropped. She didn’t think Sungchan had that word in his vocabulary. Furthermore, she didn’t think any Neo did.

“Zennie?” Sungchan said. “Are you still there?”

“Yes! I am sorry, I zoned out for a second.” Zennie said a bit jolted.

“I’ve heard it’s your signature.” Sungchan said with a hint of amusement in his tone.

“Ha ha ha. So funny.” Zennie said. “So you guys took a vow to celibacy or what?”

“Oh no. I couldn’t survive without sex. I just can’t do it with you…” Sungchan trailed off.

Zennie sat in silence for a few seconds before speaking. “Why?” She said, feeling a bit uneasy. What kind of reason could they possibly have for such a weird rule? All of the Neos abstaining from sex made more sense than excluding only one person.

“I- I can’t tell you.” Sungchan replied softly.

Alright then. Zennie thought to herself.

“Okay, it’s fine.” Zennie heard herself say. “Can you at least hang out with me? I don’t have any friends..”

Sungchan made a sound indicating his surprise. “Zennie! I- I’m so sorry. I want you to see me as your friend. Of course we can hang out. Actually, can we talk in person?” He asked in a concerned tone.

Zennie became confused but she figured she'd get him to change his mind with some… encouragement.

“Of course! Can you come over?” She asked him. Testing to see if he would fall for it.

Sungchan was silent for a moment. “Yes. I can come over.”

Success.

“Okay. So I’ll see you in a little bit?” Zennie asked, trying her best to be normal.

“Yeah I’ll be over in about thirty minutes.” Sungchan said and Zennie immediately stood to walk over to the shower. Arguably the best room in the entire dorm.

“Okay, see ya! Bye!” And with that, Czennie ended the call for Zennie.

Zennie looked in the mirror and touched her hair. “You did well but I want you up tonight” She said as she undressed and put on a shower cap so she wouldn’t have to spend extra time drying her hair.

The shower was a long one and Zennie made sure to use her favorite body wash. Once she was out and fully moisturized, she combed out her hair and pulled all of it into a poofy ball at the top of her head. She then grabbed her old toothbrush and dipped in some gel and swooped her baby hairs on both sides of her hairline.

“You have a visitor, Zennie.” Czennie said as soon as Zennie finished her hair. “It is Sungchan. His heart rate is accelerated. It appears this may be an urgent meeting.”

Zennie stifled her laughter. “Let him in.” She told Czennie, fully aware that she was still in a towel.

She heard the door slide open and heard Sungchan call out for her.

Zennie walked to the living room and Sungchan scoffed and turned his head to the side as soon as he saw her. His arms folding together and his tongue poking through his cheek. He finally smirked and took a seat on the couch.

“Oh, Zennie..” He started. “Please put on some clothes. I came so we could talk.”

“But we can still talk.” Zennie said, choosing to continue her game. She sat right next to Sungchan and placed her hands on her thighs.

“Zennie.” Sungchan sighed. “Please.”

“Czennie already told me you were nervous, by the way.” Zennie said. “Is it because you believe you lack self control and there is a chance you might potentially break a very important rule?”

“I really can’t focus with you this close to me. Looking the way that you do. Smelling the way that you do...” Sungchan stood up and moved away from Zennie.

Zennie looked at him and sighed. She got up and went to her room. She threw on some sweats and an oversized t-shirt and went back to the living room.

“Are you happy now?” She asked Sungchan, doing a twirl to show off her outfit.

Sungchan smiled and sat on the couch. He patted the spot next to him, summoning Zennie to join him. She simply sighed and sat next to him.

“I know you have questions and I know you’re probably a bit upset.” Sungchan said, his big eyes gleaming against the sunlight. “But please just listen to what I say and be obedient?”

“Sungchan.” Zennie looked at him. “I need you to give me a chance. The rule is unfair and I don’t care about the reason behind it.”

Sungchan was obviously a well mannered and obedient Neo. He was also on the younger side. A hint of shyness surrounded most of his statements and he was very soft spoken. Zennie sensed this during their walk the previous night. He just wasn’t the type to cause any trouble. The conversation was hard for him, because he was not a rule-breaker.

But Zennie was. She believed some rules were unfair and caused more harm than good. Some rules were just meant to be broken.

“If the rule didn’t exist, would you date me?” She asked Sungchan as she rested her cheek on her palm.

“Are you serious?” He looked at her and scoffed.

“Answer the question.” Zennie squinted her eyes.

Sungchan’s face softened more than Zennie thought was physically possible and he said “Yes” with absolute confidence.

“Let’s date in secret.” Zennie suggested with a mischievous smile.

Sungchan gave a hearty laugh and started clapping his hands as if Zennie had just told the joke of the century.

“Taeyong would rip me a new one.” He said, wiping a tear from his eye. 

“Zennie, trust me. You do not want to get involved with any of us. Although we are Neos… We can be a bit..unstable.”

“I don’t like it when people make decisions for me. That should be something that I should decide..” Zennie crossed her arms and laid back on the couch.

“I know how hard it must be for you. But you should allow yourself some more time here before you try to…satisfy your appetite.” Sungchan said stern but still sweet.

Zennie shook her head but accepted defeat. For the day. “Okay. I’ll heed your request, Mr. Bambi.”

Sungchan’s eyes widened. “Bambi?!”

“Yes, you look like a deer. Don’t tell me you’ve never heard that before.” Zennie said, more shocked than he was.

“Okay, while I appreciate the nickname, I don’t need the other Neos getting any ideas.” Sungchan chuckled. “I have to go now.”

Zennie looked at him and pouted. “But I want you to stay with me.”

Sungchan’s eyebrows raised as he made a sympathetic face and he cooed at Zennie. “I know you do and so do I. But I can’t. Go out today and meet more people from the community. But don’t be late for your first day of schedules.”

And with that, he stood up and Zennie just watched in awe as his seemingly endless legs came into view.

“Okay, bye.” She said, not caring that she sounded bratty.

Once at the door, Sungchan looked back at Zennie and sighed. “Hope to see you soon.” He said and then he walked off and continued his day.

Zennie went to her room and unlocked her sleek phone and started a video log. Apparently they were extremely popular. Everyone kept track of their days and emotions with video logs and had the option of confiding in Czennie, as well.

“I have a crush on a Neo but he won’t date me.” She said as she lay in bed and the camera recorded her.

“Welcome to the club.” Czennie replied.

Oh, bitch. Zennie thought to herself. Even the damn AI was obsessed with the Neos?!

1. 3.

The ending made me laugh

SWITCH|| kim Doyoung| kim Jungwoo

Doyoung x female reader x best friend Jungwoo

WARNING; multiple orgasms, angry sex, cum play, mean dom doyoung, angry mean dom jungwoo, violence, aggressive behavior,real smutty,slut shaming

A/n; This has got to be my favorite imagine I’ve written yet! Hope you like it too.(recentlyedited may 20)

DONT LIKE DONT READ!

“Doyoung oppa!” You moaned and cried as doyoung, your best friend’s brother was actually fucking your tight hole.

“Shut up doll you wouldn’t want Jungwoo to hear us now would you?” Doyoung said as he gripped your wrist tighter behind your back, pounding into you.

You whimpered but couldn't help yourself. "N-No" You cried out. He had been fucking you for a while now and every time his cock slipped in and out of your pussy it felt like magic. "Fuck me Doyoung!" You begged him over and over again.

Honestly would it really be that bad if Jungwoo did hear you? Or walked in?

The thrill of it made you clench around doyoung. Your cheeks flushed red at how loud you started being on purpose now.

Then suddenly he pulled out and pushed himself against your ass, making you cry out as the tip of his cock rubbed against your asshole. “ I said shut the fuck-

“what the fuck is going on?” The door was slammed open by a confused looking jungwoo, eyes switching from you to his brother,who was just apparently fucking you. ‘Bingo!’ you thought to yourself.

You were excited but doyoung was annoyed at the whole situation.

You leaned down into the mattress and arched your back so your ass and leaking core was on display for both the boys. “How rude of you Jungwoo, doyoung oppa was fucking me so good” you teased and giggled.

“Since you seen us now you should join, -wanna feel both of you” you moaned as you reached back and stuck two fingers into your core, collecting pre-cum and bringing them to your lips and sucking them, moaning at the taste.

“Shit” Jungwoo hissed, cock going hard. “you know you want to fuck me- ahh” you were cut off from doyoung slamming back into you.

You moaned again as he hit your cervix with every thrust. You felt so good having Doyoungs dick inside of you.

“ doyoung o-oppa is so g-good at this” you moaned locking eyes with Jungwoo. His eyes were filled with lust and madness,they were unrecognizable from the sweet and joyful eyes you know.

Jungwoo walked closer slowly, watching as his brother fucked you now with no shame and you were crying at this point.

Jungwoo grabbed your hair with his hand and pulled your head back." your supposed to be my best friend but look at you, in here in this room fucking my brother” he said in disbelief,looking at the way doyoung was fucking you. He then took off his shirt and pants and removed them completely. His hard cock sitting against his abdomen leaking pre- cum.

Jungwoo then sat on the bed, now in front of you. Without warning he gripped your hair tightly and shoved his cock into your mouth.

Doyoung was surprised as he watched Jungwoo shove his cock down your throat. You coughed and tried to pull away, but Jungwoo held you by the neck, making it impossible for you to escape. Your head was spinning as Jungwoo fucked your face, his cock sliding down your throat and hitting the back of your throat every time.

He didn’t care if you couldn’t breathe because in his eyes you deserved it and plus he was mad at you.

"FUCK!" Jungwoo yelled as he pushed deep inside of your mouth , your pussy now squeezing doyoungs cock like a vice.

“Shut up and fucking choke you whore” Jungwoo hissed not caring about the way your face was turning red. Doyoung was taken aback, not knowing his brother could get like this.

“ woo take it easy” doyoung said as he watched the way you started to tap Jungwoos thighs, desperately needing air.

“I thought I told you to shut up?” Jungwoo hissed as he pulled you off his cock, spit stringing when you depart. You breathed in deeply, trying to fill your lungs with oxygen as doyoung shot his load deep inside you making knit your brows together.

"oh yeah, she looks fucked" Doyoung said as he stood up off the bed, walking around you so that he was standing next to Jungwoo in front of you.

Doyoung grabbed his phone off of the nightstand and took a picture of your fucked out state.

"Fucking slut" he whispered as he showed the picture to Jungwoo. "She a whore that's what she is"

"Please fuck me!" You seductively looked at Jungwoo, arching your back more. "I want your cock”you begged him. Jungwoo smiled and moved closer behind you, grabbing at your hips and pulling you back towards him. He then slid his dick in slowly and easily, your pussy still wet from being fucked by Doyoung.

His large cock felt good inside you and he began to thrust into you making you see stars.

“Oppa!” You moaned loudly, you’d never think that your best friend could be this rough and nasty.

Doyoung now sat where Jungwoo once was on the bed, laying back and stroking his cock before your face.

“Suck me baby” he ran his hand through his hair as he stared down at you with lust filled eyes.

You leaned forward, letting your lips wrap around his thick cock. You sucked him for a minute or two until he grabbed your head with both hands, forcing you all the way onto his cock.

Jungwoo making you moan sending vibrations to doyoungs cock making him thrust up.

“Fuck yeah ” doyoung groaned feeling his orgasm build up again. He grabbed your head and pushed you down on his cock more, causing you to gag. You tried not to but it was impossible. Your nose burned and your throat hurt from his girth let alone just having Jungwoos cock before.

Jungwoo grunted and you could feel his body tense. A few seconds later he released a loud sexy moan as he came hard inside of you and you came too.

Moaning and making doyoung cum as well, his hot cum shooting down your throat .

You moaned as you swallowed his load, kissing the tip of his pretty cock. Jungwoo pulled out of you and laid down on the bed.

You laid between them, all of your breaths were ragged and unsteady.

“That was the best fuck I’ve had in months” you confessed. “I hate you guys so so much”Jungwoo said not regretting a word. “We love you very much bro” says doyoung making you laugh. The room grew silent and before you knew it you all drifted off to sleep.

After what felt like hours you all woke up to the sound of a door slamming shut. “Boys I’m home! oh is y/n here too?” The sound of their moms voice resonated in the house.

You all shot up quick on the bed, naked bodies scrambled around trying to get dressed quickly and quietly as possible “shit!”

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Jaehyun watched him not know what to do with himself: his hands clenching and unclenching, trying to sit up or scoot closer, his legs wavering between opened and closed. Or, as closed as Jaehyun would allow. Jungwoo frequently wiped his eyes like doing so would hide the fact that he was crying. Jaehyun couldn't stop the warm, satisfied feeling he got seeing Jungwoo like this. It made him proud of himself.

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"Good?" he asked, his free hand on Jungwoo's thigh and slick fingers against his hole. Jungwoo nodded again, biting his lip. He wasn't exactly nervous. He wasn't worried it wouldn't feel good, he already knew it would, but he hasn't done it with Jaehyun. It would be different. Honestly, he was wary about cumming too fast. Jaehyun entered a finger. Jungwoo closed his eyes and let his head fall to the bed. It was already better.

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Taeyong sighed, one hand gripping Jaehyun's hair. He yanked on him to expose more of his neck. Jaehyun groaned, his eyes fluttering shut. He pumped faster. “Always so docile. Such a good toy for us.” Taeyong murmured. He wrapped an arm around Jaehyun's waist, under his shirt. Jaehyun bit his lip. Taeyong bit him the same time he tightened his grip in his hair and dug his fingernails into his waist, making Jaehyun yelp.

NSFW Jungwoo as a sub

So I was watching a bunch of Jungwoo live performances and I was like aw he is so cute and then I was also like he would be such a sub and like the cutest sub, so anyway here we are at this post where I describe Jungwoo as a sub, some sfw and others nsfw so be warned.

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- Out of all the members Jungwoo would have the biggest Mommy kink

- So big to the point that he’s ok with being punished if he slips up and calls you something else

- “I love you so much mommy” “thank you mommy” “mommy your so beautiful”

- Always wants to be the best boy

- Gets really upset when he messes up because he always tries his hardest to be the best for you

- You have to calm him down which might take awhile but you always remind him that no matter the reason he might need to be punished, he’s still your good boy

- Doesn’t take much to settle him if need be, a firm spanking always does the trick

- Really loves to hold your hand

- Loves to surprise you with bubble baths or massages

- Such a needy and whiney boy

- So needy to the point that he will happily settle for some humping if your too tired

- Always makes sure to ask permission before he cums

- You can tell that he’s close because his moans get a little higher in pitch or if your doing something more strenuous there might be tears streaming down

- Most of the time you grant that permission because it’s hard to find a reason not to, unless your dabbling in some edge play

- LIVES for pleasing you though

- You’ve taught Jungwoo over the years on how to please you right and now he’s such a pro and loves doing it

- Really doesn’t like to be punished because he always wants to be good but sometimes you have to so you usually opt for a spank or if it needed to be a little more severe you would deny him

- Jungwoo’s favourite thing ever though has to be cuddles, he never not wants to cuddle and doesn’t give a shit about position but he might ask to be the little spoon if he’s sad

- Blushes every time you call him baby boy

- You love the giddy look on his face when he’s eating sweets

- You love falling asleep in his arms while he hums a tune

- Overall Jungwoo is eager to please and super sweet, your best baby boy

As a sub series

Taeil / Johnny / Taeyong / Kun / Yuta / Doyoung / Ten / WinWin / Jaehyun / Lucas / Mark / Xiaojun / Hendery / Haechan / YangYang

NCT 127 Reaction: you moaning their name in your sleep

Pairings | Nct 127 x Reader

Genre | smut (more suggestive than anything but some are questionable), fluff

Warnings | SMUT!!! Do not read if you are underaged!!!! Also slight somnophilia.

Word Count | 4.6k

Author’s Note | I did a reaction like this for NCT Dream, but I decided to do the same reaction for 127 just because I thought it'd be fun. I, however, did not redo Mark's and Haechan's because I was simply too lazy too so there's will be the same (I do apologize). Also, I'd like to add that NCT Dream's was smuttier than this one. This reaction is really more suggestive, but there are a few members that get a little more descriptive. I hope you enjoy! I apologize for the images with Jungwoo - Haechan. Dumblr was acting up again and I didn't have the patience to fuck with it.

Tagging | @treasuretaeil @hachanbaecon

Taeyong

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Coming home late was always normal for Taeyong. Being the leader of such a big group, he was always the first one up in the morning and the last to leave schedules. With the new comeback on the rise, he was coming home even later than usual.

Oftentimes, when he returned home, he’d find you awake, sitting on the couch watching whatever came on the television. Recently though, he was coming home to find you already asleep, curled up on your side of the bed, arms encircling a pillow with one of his shirts over it. Tonight was no different.

He was quick to shower and return to the bedroom. It was already 2am and, though he’d not have a schedule until tomorrow afternoon, he wanted to spend as much time with you as possible. Sleep was necessary for that, and as such, he clambered into bed as quietly as possible, sliding up behind your body and draping an arm around your waist before burrowing his face in the pillow, begging sleep to claim him soon.

However, he was quickly caught off guard when a small noise left you, your body moving slightly against him.

He looked over at you, lifting his head.

“(Y/N)?” he asked quietly.

You didn’t respond and he pressed his head back against his pillow, thinking it was his imagination or just a sigh leaving your lips.

“Taeyong…” his name spilled from your lips in a breathy moan, and he knew he heard it this time.

His cock stirred in his sleep shorts and he pressed his pelvis a little closer to your bottom, pulling a grunt from your throat before you stirred awake.

“Tae?” you asked, voice hazy with sleep.

“Yes my love?” he whispered back in a sultry tone.

“You're sticking me in the ass.”

“I know.”

You could hear the smirk in your voice and you rolled your eyes.

“Practice make you horny?” you asked.

“Nope. You moaning my name in your sleep did.”

Your face heated up and you buried your face in his pillows. You knew exactly what he was talking about, even if you didn’t remember moaning out loud.

“Now, why don’t you tell me exactly what I was doing so we can pick up where your dream left off,” he smirked.

A small squeak left your lips, but you weren’t about to complain.

“Your cock felt so good inside me…” you breathed.

His smirk grew as you rolled over to look at him.

“Good thing I’m hard and ready for you then,” he winked.

Taeil

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It never ceased to surprise Taeil just how quickly you could fall asleep in any situation it seemed. Currently, you were sitting on a rather uncomfortable couch with your head on his shoulder, snoring quietly in his ear as Donghyuck recording finished the last few verses of his parts, Taeyong sitting at the controls beside the techy. You had fallen asleep somewhere along Johnny and Yuta’s recording sessions and hadn’t moved much since.

Taeil smiled down at you fondly. His shoulder might have fallen asleep twenty minutes earlier, but he’d never dare move and disturb your slumber. Especially when you looked so adorable against him. Even if it was a little awkward with you laying on him in a room full of his members. That awkwardness grew, however, the second a breathy moan escaped your lips.

“What was that?” Mark asked, spinning around in his seat, eyes wide and looking in every direction of the room.

Taeil’s ears tinted pink and he squirmed nervously as he caught Yuta’s smirk in the corner of his eye.

“Maybe you should take (Y/N) home,” he suggested, wiggling his eyebrows and looking all too suggestive.

The pink turn to red and Taeil tried to hide his face in your hair when his blood ran cold.

“Taeil,” you moaned softly, but not quiet enough that the others didn’t hear.

“Oh-ho-ho,” Johnny grinned. “I think Taeil’s right! You should take her home.”

The plan had been for you to go out to dinner with the boys once they’d finished rehearsing, but that seemed to be dashed along the rocks now. The boys wouldn’t be able to stop cackling at your expense if you still went out with them and you’d likely never want to show your face around them again if you found out what happened.

“Take her home, hyung. And, word of advice, don’t tell her what happened. It will only mortify her,” Taeyong’s wise words voice what Taeil had just been thinking and he nodded stifely.

“(Y/N),” he called softly.

You shuffled against him but didn’t respond until he shook your shoulder lightly.

“Hm?” you asked sleepily.

“Come on baby. You fell asleep. Let’s go home and get some more rest,” he spoke as calmly as he could under the suggestive smirks of Johnny and Yuta.

“But what about dinner?” you inquired, biting back a yawn as you glanced up at him.

“Uh… They decided not to go…” Taeil responded, sweating beading his forehead at the lie.

“Oh… ok,” you accepted the answer.

You snuggled more against Taeil slightly before pulling yourself from his warmth and standing from the couch, stretching out.

“Can we go back to my apartment?” you offered.

A whistle left Jaehyun’s lips and you turned to glance at him in confusion before Taeil was ushering you out of the room, shooting a dirty glare at his dongsaeng.

“You know, I had the most amazing dream,” you muttered as Taeil closed the recording room door.

“Oh really?” Taeil deadpanned, eager to get you out of the building.

Johnny

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Johnny loved going on tour with his bandmates and performing for their fans across the globe, but it was never easy to leave you behind for such long periods of time. While you both skyped most every night, it just wasn’t the same without you snuggled against his chest and no matter how many times Donghyuck crawled in bed with him and cuddled him in the same way, it would never be the same.

When the tour finally ended, he was sad he wouldn’t be performing across the globe any longer, but he was so excited to see you again. As the van pulled in front of your apartment building, Johnny bid goodbye to the members that would be heading back to the dorm, thanking the manager for dropping him at your place, before climbing out, grabbing his bag to haul with him. He didn’t wait for the van to pull off before walking into the dimly lit lobby, casting a small smile at the slightly confused overnight manager sitting at the front desk. He flashed a copy of your key, earning a disinterested nod before heading for the elevator and pressing the button for your floor.

It was late. You’d no doubt be asleep, but he didn’t mind as long as he woke up in the morning with you in his arms.

As the elevator dinged, he got out and walked down the hallway as quietly as possible before reaching your door. He pushed the key into the hole and made his way inside. He left his luggage in the living room, afraid the wheels would wake you, so he opted to store it away in the morning. He stripped off his clothes leaving them laying on the couch and padded into the dark bedroom where you were, sure enough, sound asleep on his side of the bed.

He cooed at the sight, but he passed the bed and headed for the bathroom to wash his face before bed when your sweet voice met his ears.

“Johnny,” you moaned quietly.

It would have been inaudible if there was another noise in the apartment.

“Go back to sleep sweetheart, I’ll be there soon,” he reassured.

This appeased you, or so he thought, until his name was tumbling from your lips again.

He peaked out from the bathroom, raising an eyebrow in confusion until he saw your body writhe and roll over.

“Johnny,” the moan was whiner this time.

A smirk grew across Johnny’s face and any sense of exhaustion immediately left his body. He padded across the floor to the bed, standing over your still moving form and grinned.

“Baby,” he called in a soothing tone.

You stirred but didn’t wake.

“Wake up baby girl.”

This time, your eyes slowly opened, meeting his.

“Johnny? You’re back!” you cried, moving to sit up.

He didn’t allow that though, instead, moving down on top of you, hovering over your body.

“How many times have you called out for me in the middle of the night without me hear to satisfy you?” he whispered softly.

Heat crept up your neck and you turned away from him, but he guided your eyes back to his.

“Tell me, baby girl,” he spoke calmly.

“Too many,” you answered with a small whine.

He hummed, nodding at your statement as he gripped the comforter, pulling it down from your body.

“Let’s start easing your discomfort,” he smirked, bending down to capture your lips in a heated, desirous kiss.

Yuta

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It was absolutely not uncommon for Yuta to wake up before you in the morning with his dick painfully hard against the fabric of his boxers and a conundrum of either waking you up to help him or letting you sleep.

Most of the time, he was nice and stroked himself to completion in the shower while you slept. Other times, if he was desperate enough, he’d wake you up and ask for anything you were willing to give. Which usually lead to him fucking your mouth.

Today was no different. His eyes opened with the sunlight that bled through the bedroom curtains, his body feeling rested. His cock straining against the tight fabric of the underwear he’d been wearing because no matter how many times he begged, you refused to sleep next to him if he was completely naked. He let out a small groan. It got old being horny and having to make an important decision so early in the day. Sometimes he wished he could just control his dick’s hardness and make things easier. Today, however, seemed to be his lucky day.

“Yuta…” you moaned, body rolling over slightly.

Yuta glanced over at you, eyebrow raised.

“Yes, my love?” he asked.

When he received no response, he rolled over to face you, hand moving to rest on your shoulder.

“Yuta,” you moaned a little louder this time.

His dick twitched in his pants.

“Don’t tease me so early baby, it isn’t nice,” he complained, trailing his fingers along the bare skin of your arm.

Again, he received no response.

He pursed his lips, eyes trailing over your body. You looked asleep but you sure sounded awake. Could you be teasing him because you knew he was horny? Could you actually be asleep? Could you be moaning his name in your sleep from a wet dream?

It proved the latter was the case as your hips suddenly jerked forward, a quiet mewl leaving your lips. The kind of sound that you made only when his lips were attached to your clit.

A smirk grew across his face and he leaned in close to your body to press his mouth against his ear.

“If you like what I’m doing in your dreams, wake up and we’ll make it a reality,” he whispered huskily.

Your eyes flew open almost instantly, lips parted as you took in a deep breath, your body shaking ever so slightly.

“Yuta?” you questioned.

“Hm?” he grunted, raising a teasing eyebrow as you turned to look at him.

“Eat me out.”

It was neither demand nor plea, and while Yuta would usually make you beg for him, he was feeling a little generous this morning.

“As you wish,” he winked, head disappearing beneath the blankets.

Doyoung

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Doyoung’s eyes cracked open blearily in the pitch black room, a scowl adorned on his lips as he glanced at the red letters flashing on the alarm clock. He had no idea what had woken him up from such a peaceful, much needed rest, but whatever it was seemed to have no effect on your figure lying curled into his side sweetly.

He sighed, jealousy at your uninterrupted sleep and the thought of possibly waking you up crossed his mind. However, you were even more cranky than he was when woken up in the dead of the night. If he woke you up for no good reason other than to make you suffer with him, he wouldn’t hear the end of it for the next month.

He sighed, rolling onto his side, careful not to disturb you as he moved. He curled his legs behind yours and draped an arm over your middle, letting out a soft sigh as his body relaxed against the mattress, eyes closing as sleep began overtaking him again. However, right as sleep began knocking on his door, he was roused again by the same noise that woke him to begin with.

A small, breathy moan that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

“Doyoung,” your voice whispered.

It sounded odd. Too shaky and breathy to be the voice of someone who’d just woken up, but he answered nonetheless.

“Hmm?” he asked quietly.

He waited a moment for you to respond, but when he was met with silence, he raised an eyebrow.

“Are you awake?” he whispered.

Silence met his ears again and he began to think that maybe he was hearing things when his name tumbled from your lips again, but this time, he knew exactly what had woken him up.

“Doyoung…” you moaned quietly, head digging into the pillow, your body shuddering slightly against him.

Part of him wanted to take you up and kick you out of bed, but he couldn’t deny the feeling your breathy moans stirred inside him. Besides, what kind of boyfriend would he be if he let you suffer in silence.

“(Y/N),” he whispered into the night.

No response. Instead, your back arched against his chest and he grit his teeth.

“(Y/N),” he called a bit louder.

This time, your voice hummed in response.

“Wake up so we can fuck,” he demanded.

You groaned in distaste.

“Go jack off in the bathroom.”

“And leave my girlfriend to get off in her dreams?” he asked, voice pitched higher, teasing.

You rolled over, eyes now wide and alert as you gawked at him.

“How did you know that?!” you hissed.

“Well when your moaning wakes me up, it’s kind of hard to miss,” he replied almost sarcastically.

You let out an embarrassed squeak that was silenced as his lips met yours in a piercing kiss.

“Now tell me, are we going back to sleep and pretending this didn’t happen or are we going to fuck until we’re satisfied and then sleep in in the morning?” he asked.

You took a moment to answer, almost as though you were weighing your options.

“Fuck me daddy.”

Jaehyun

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Sleep was something that had always come so naturally to Jaehyun that he had no idea what to do as he lay awake staring at the ceiling as you snored quietly beside him. He didn’t want to say he was jealous as you snoozed so soundly, practically dead to the world as your eyelids flickered with whatever dream you were having, but you just looked so peaceful while he struggled to put Donghyuck’s words out of his mind.

“Have any you ever tried 69ing with your partner?” the younger man had asked randomly earlier that day as the members and their significant others had sat down to eat lunch at a restaurant.

When everyone responded with questioning eyes with the exception of Johnny who’d likely educated him on the subject.

“It’s when you both give oral at the same time! Not only do you get to eat your partner out, but you also get to stuff her mouth and gag her with your own cock that she’s practically choking on as she moans! It’s so hot!” he had insisted.

Taeyong had scolded him for such talk, especially at the table, and everyone had sense tried to put it out of their minds, but Jaehyun just couldn’t. Every time he looked at you, all he could see was you choking on him, teas falling down your cheeks as he drove you to your third orgasm with just his mouth.

His body shuddered. Oh how he wanted to see you writhing as you struggled to get him off the same way he got you off. To see you squirm and moan and choke and-

“Jaehyun,” your breathless voice moaned, bringing the male back from his imagination, eyes glancing at your still sleeping body.

Had he imagined hearing you? Perhaps he had, thinking too much about how you’d sound choking on him-

“Jaehyun,” you moaned again, voice stretching out the syllables of his name in a drawn out whine.

He definitely heard that!

“Babe?” he asked quietly.

When you didn’t respond, he kept his eyes on you, waiting to see if you showed any other sign of being awake, but when a small snore left you, he let out a small sigh.

“Wistful thinking, Jaehyun,” he muttered to himself.

“Not so wistful,” your voice answered.

He jumped so hard at the sudden intrusion into his spoken aloud thoughts that he felt as though he’d jolted right out of his skin.

“You’re awake?!” he croaked, heart thundering in his chest.

“Mm.” you responded, resting your head on his arm and glancing up at him, your eyes lighting up in the darkness.

“Did I wake you?” he asked.

You shook your head and he let out a sigh of relief.

“The thought of your cock down my throat and your lips on my clit did.”

He choked on his own saliva, eyes wide. Had you been dreaming about the same thing he’d been thinking?!

“You wanna try it?”

“Hell yeah!” you responded, kicking off the blanket.

Sleep was overrated when you two could be doing much more exciting things.

Jungwoo

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It had been a long day. Almost unbearably long. So when you both had walked through the threshold of your apartment, Jungwoo didn’t blame you for immediately pulling him to the bedroom and plopping down on the bed, falling asleep almost as soon as your head hit the pillow. Jungwoo, on the other hand, couldn’t fall asleep quite as fast.

With so many exhausting dance practices and constantly moving from one place to the next, his body had gotten used to staying up extremely late and waking up just as early the next morning. In fact, it had come to the point of almost calling himself an insomniac as he always struggled to shut his body down enough to get a few measly hours of sleep. This week off was hopefully going to help with that, but his first night on break was going to do nothing for his sleep schedule if he didn’t wind himself down as effectively as possible.

He stripped off his clothing, dropping them in your hamper by the sink in the bathroom before starting a warm shower and stepping inside. The water worked wonderfully on his muscles and he could feel himself relaxing, his mind becoming hazy as his body slumped against the shower wall.

It wasn’t often that he got the luxury of hot showers. He usually squeezed a shower in after practice after six other people had gone ahead of him. By that point, most of the hot water was long gone and he was left to shiver in the icy, moving in and out as quickly as possible. Tonight, however, the heat felt amazing. So amazing, in fact, that he felt his cock stir. The warmth of the water had, apparently, reminded his dick of your warm, moist walls and how snuggly they held him between them.

His shower ended not long after that. He didn’t bother jacking off. He wouldn’t be able to cum like he did with you, anyways, so there really wasn’t much point. Instead, he dressed in a pair of soft, fuzzy pajamas that you must have laid out for him earlier in the day and crawled into bed beside your sleeping body, casting you a soft smile as he got comfortable on his side, letting his eyes drift closed.

He still couldn’t sleep. But at least he was relaxed and comfortable. That had to account for something. And eventually he’d fall asleep.

“Jungwoo,” your voice mumbled incoherently.

“Did I wake you?” Jungwoo questioned in the darkness, eyes opening to glance at your still figure.

“Jungwoo,” your voice sounded again, except this time, it sounded like a-

A gasp tore past your lips and Jungwoo sat up straight, eyes scanning your body for whatever could possibly be making you make that noise.

“Oh Jungwoo,” you moaned, hips slowly beginning to grind against the air.

Pink seeped to Jungwoo’s ears. Y-you were…

Something in your dream must have snapped you awake because not five seconds later, you were sucking in a deep breath and looking around you, flustered as your eyes met his.

“Nice dream?” Jungwoo choked out.

You squirmed nervously, fidgeting with your fingers under the blanket.

“I-I… yeah,” you mumbled.

Jungwoo didn’t respond. His tongue felt tied to the roof of his mouth as he replayed your actions in his mind, his dick growing harder in his pants the more you thought about it.

“I can’t sleep,” he mumbled finally, breaking the silence.

Your eyes met his again, sympathy painting your features.

“Is there anything I can do to help?” you asked.

“Yes. Ride me,” he answered.

You certainly had no problem with that.

Mark

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Mark winced when the bathroom door slammed closed behind him. He had meant to close it gently, but as he clung to the towel around his waist, he seemed to have lost his hold on the door.

Nervously, he cast a glance in your direction, sighing when it appeared that you hadn’t even rolled over. It was late and he’d just gotten home. The last thing he wanted to do was wake you up, for a multitude of reasons. One of them being you scolding him for staying out with the Dreamies so late. He just couldn’t help it. He felt like he hadn’t seen them in forever.

He padded across the floor to his dresser to grab a pair of boxers when he heard you shift under the blankets, his name falling from your lips in a whisper.

“I’ll be there in a minute,” he called, thinking you were awake.

When you didn’t respond, he thought you’d simply fallen back to sleep, that is, until a breathy moan stopped him dead in his tracks.

“(Y/N)?”

“Of fuck! Mark!” you called out, louder this time.

His mouth ran dry as spun around, eyes wide as they scanned your silhouette under the comforter. Your hips were moving, grinding against nothing, your fingers delicately clutching the top blanket as you threw your head back and moaned again.

Fuck…

Mark could feel his member hardening as he watched your body writhe on the bed, caught up in whatever dream Mark was doing. And damn, dream Mark seemed to be doing a damn good job.

“Mark please!” you begged, eyes still closed tightly.

Mark swallowed thickly, now torn between waking you up and fucking you senseless or simply getting himself off and waiting until morning to make your dream a reality. However as your eyes suddenly flew open, his question was answered for him.

“Mark?” you asked breathlessly.

A smirk crawled onto Mark’s face as he sat down on the edge of the bed, hand finding your thigh under the blankets.

“Fuck me,” you whimpered.

He let the towel drop from his body.

“Your wish is my command,” he grinned before diving under the blankets.

He pushed your thighs apart and pressed a kiss to your clit, making you jolt and whine before kissing up your body.

“How about you tell me what I was doing to you in your dream?” he asked, smirking.

You looked away as embarrassment crept up, but he caught your jaw, making you look at him.

“Tell me.”

“Y-you were eating me out, but you wouldn’t let me cum,” you whined.

His smirk only grew.

“Maybe we’ll have to try that next time,” he said before pressing his member into your heat, making your back arch off the bed in desire.

Haechan

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Sleep was hard to come by for Lee Donghyuck. One would think that after multipe schedules with multiple units he’d be completely tuckered out and seconds from sleep by the time he finally got home, which was partially true.

He was exhausted, but he wasn’t sleepy. Not yet at least. After so many schedules, dance practices specifically, he was wired, energy and adrenaline continuously pumping through his veins. It was his hope that taking a hot shower would wash away the energy and allow him to get some sleep, but as he settled into bed beside your sleeping body, he couldn’t keep away the wiggles.

He squirmed this way and that, but he tried not to move so much he woke you up.

“Hyuck…” your voice groaned.

He paused in his movements, stilling completely as he waited for you to chastise his movements and tell him to sleep on the couch if he couldn’t be still, something he was seriously considering, but when no other words left your lips, he just assumed you were sleep talking like you did at times. Except this time, instead of muttering something else incoherent, a low moan escaped your throat, making Donghyuck’s blood freeze momentarily.

When he did roll over, it was to smirk at your sleeping for, eyebrow raised as he waited for more of his favorite sounds to escape your perfect lips.

With another moan, Donghyuck was on you, hovering over your body as if he expected you to wake up any moment and give him that teasing grin you knew would get you in trouble. However, when you didn’t move, your still as relaxed as a sleeping person’s, he sighed. You weren’t awake. But… That didn’t mean he couldn’t wake you up.

Under the blankets, he shifted his body until his hips where between your spreak thighs. No more sounds had left your mouth and, for a moment, Donghyuck almost felt guilty about wanting you, however, as his cock strained against his too tight boxers, he knew he wasn’t about to use his hand to get himself off, especially not when you and your dreams had caused his issues to begin with.

“Babe.” he whispered, lowering his hips onto yours, pressing his clothed member against your underwear-clad core.

You didn’t respond, head lulling to the side.

Again, Donghyuck toyed with the thought of leaving you to sleep, feeling almost like a creep for being on top of you while you were sleeping, but as your back arched and a loud gasp left your lips, it was game over.

“Right there Hyuck!” you moaned out.

“(Y/N) Wake up!” he snapped, admittedly a little louder than he meant to.

Your eyes snapped open, immediately shrieking at the boy on top of you.

“What are you doing?!” you hissed.

“Do you want to continue your dream?”

Embarrassment crept onto your face, pulling a smirk onto Donghyuck’s.

“W-what?”

“Do you want to continue your dream?”

With a nod, Donghyuck made haste removing your clothes before pressing himself into your heat, drawing a long moan from your lips as you were finally filled.

OKAY HOW HE DAREEEE-

I’m not ok.

To be freaking honest I never ever thought abt two pics THAT MUCH in my life before.

this should be illegal !

ARGH *cries eyes out and screams, punching the pillow.

:)