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✨NCT MASTERLIST✨

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note – lower case intended. this masterlist will contain works with mature content. please, read the warnings and genre of each piece of writing. i do not take responsibility if you decide to continue anyway.

requests – currently open.

fluff – 💕 ; angst – ☁️ ; suggestive – 💫 ; smut – 💋

q.k.

⌶ [ 13:08 pm ] | 💕

summary – home cooking with your boyfriend kun while dancing around the kitchen is a great way to spend quality time together. [non-idol!au, established relationship!au ; domesticity]

status – available

⌶ [ 22:53 pm ] | 💋

summary – undetermined. [established relationship!au ; big dick!dom!kun, sub!reader, pet names, some spanking, daddy kink, praise kink, nipple play, marking ; 859 words ]

status – available

m.l.

⌶ [ 22:27 pm ] | 💋

summary – “but good boys just take what’s given to them, so you can take one more”. [non-idol!au ; sub!mark, dom!reader, edging, orgasm denial, dacryphilia, praising]

status – available

⌶ interruptions | 💋

summary – with midterms approaching, you had little to no time to take care of your needs. that’s why when the perfect opportunity to have some alone time showed up, you couldn’t let it go to waste. unfortunately, or more like fortunately, some unexpected interruptions changed the way things turned out. [non-idol!au, university!au ; phone sex, dirty talk, masturbation, fingering, the reader has a thing for mark’s voice (and by ‘the reader’ i mean me, i have a thing for mark’s voice), pwp i guess]

status – available

h.r.j.

⌶ open curtains | 💋

summary – renjun had never been so grateful about his cute neighbour forgetting to close her bedroom curtains. [non-idol!au, neighbours!au ; voyeurism, exhibitionism, masturbation]

status – available

⌶ open curtains part ii | 💋

summary – after being caught jerking off to his neighbour, things only got better for renjun. [non-idol!au, neighbours!au ; voyeurism, exhibitionism, masturbation, fingering, penetration, protected sex]

status – available

⌶ open curtains part iii  | 💕💋

summary – when the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity of being with his cute neighbour shows up one day –thanks to his two best friends aka jaemin and jeno–, renjun just couldn’t let it slip. who would have thought the universe would finally side with him and let things happen? [non-idol!au, neighbours!au, strangers to lovers!au ; blowjob, face fucking, penetration, nipple play, protected sex]

status – available

⌶ fifty shades of paint | 💕💋☁️

summary – teaming up for an artsy tiktok trend with your best friend should be a fun and wholesome experience. but when it quickly turns into paint wars, you and renjun find yourselves involved in a rather messy situation, especially if your innocent video turns out going viral for all the wrong reasons. [ non-idol!au, best friends!au; artist!renjun, tiktoker!reader, unprotected sex, grinding, mild spanking, marking, oral (f. receiving), fingering, temperature play (kinda? cold paint so ig), nipple piercings, nipple play, one-sided pining]

status – available

l.d.h.

⌶ swallow your words | 💕💋

summary – it only took a couple of words to make the blood boil in your veins and, being the competitive individual you are, you had to prove wrong lee donghyuck, your all-time enemy. [non-idol!au, enemies to lovers!au ; switch!donghyuck, switch!reader, lap dance, cumming inside pants, grinding, dry humping, cum eating, hair pulling (giving and receiving), spanking, mirror sex, protected sex (reader’s on the pill), degradation, dirty talk, bondage (belt), possessiveness (i guess?)]

status – available

n.j.m.

⌶ adrenaline rush | 💋☁️

summary – as the local bad girl, your reputation was rather infamous. jaemin knew this and so he tried his best to stay away from you. but after getting paired up for a genetics project, he didn’t stand a chance against your desire to ruin his innocence. [non-idol!au, school!au ; good boy!virgin!jaemin, bad girl!experienced!reader, corruption kink, unprotected sex (wrap it up guys), breeding kink, slight exhibitionism (library), creampie, marking, overstimulation]

status – available

⌶ adrenaline rush part ii | 💕💋☁️

summary – after leaving jaemin alone in the school’s library, there wasn’t only one heart broken. [non-idol!au, school!au ; good boy!soft dom!jaemin, bad girl!reader, heartbreak, penetration, unprotected sex (wrap your willies), creampie, dirty talk, pet names]

status – available

[as in 07/01/2022, will update later.]

–lia:)

🌹🌹𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖐 & 𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖏𝖚𝖓 𝖆𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖐𝖊𝖗 𝖇𝖋🌹🌹

𝔦 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔨 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔰𝔢 𝔲𝔭 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔞 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔭𝔩𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔭𝔬𝔰𝔱𝔰 𝔟𝔠 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔤𝔬𝔱 𝔞 𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 ℑ 𝔦𝔫𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔡

𝔚𝔄ℜ𝔑ℑ𝔑𝔊 : 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔰𝔢𝔵𝔲𝔞𝔩 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔳𝔦𝔬𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢. 𝔦𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔰𝔬𝔯𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔟𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲, 𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢 𝔡𝔬𝔫’𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡

🌹🌹 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔨 𝔧𝔦𝔰𝔲𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔨𝔢𝔯🌹🌹

𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤 : 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔰𝔢𝔵𝔲𝔞𝔩 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔳𝔦𝔬𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢. 𝔦𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔰𝔬𝔯𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔟𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲, 𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢 𝔡𝔬𝔫’𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡

NCT as songs series: [Yuta] Single; The Neighbourhood --------------------------------------------------------------------------

I don't know if we should be alone together I still got a crush, that's obvious If nobody's around, what's stopping us?

❁ Having just moved back from uni, you were returning to your hometown to reunite with your friends and family, taking some time for yourself before you moved on to your next chapter.

❁ Yuta had been in your life for a while, though he was a little older there was the undertone of mutual pining that got put on hold when you moved away to pursue your education

❁ But now you were back, and seeing you again was stirring up feelings that never really went anywhere, feelings of wanting to be more than the static friend zone you were stuck in while you also dated around with other people.

❁ You and Jaehyun kind of had a thing just before you left, and it didn't escape anyone's notice when he greeted you with the most enthusiasm of anyone in your group.

❁ Despite yours and Jaehyun's fling, Yuta embodied the feeling of nostalgia; most of your fondest memories involved being with him and they made you feel so safe and content.

❁ Your favourites; the time he spent hours with you teaching you tricks on his skateboard at the skate park during dusk, singing acoustic songs while you lived the teen movie cliche of sitting around a fire with your friends at the beach before all shrieking while running into the water, mooching around the local shops together, perusing records and band t-shirts, before giving up and spending most of the day in the food court of your local shopping centre eating burgers and sneaking fries off each other.

❁ You stood together at the usual spot you and your friends always hung around at, by the skate park and sat on the sandy pier watching the tide of the sea inch in bit by bit.

❁ That mutual pining I was talking about before- yeah, that was stronger now than ever. He couldn't get past how much you had changed, how only three years had seen you go from a timid eighteen year old to a confident twenty-something year old that still looked up at him with sparkling naivety that he was so glad you hadn't out-grown yet.

❁ Being alone with you was risky, he couldn't ignore the need to feel his lips against yours for much longer, and if by the way your eyes kept flicking to his lips when he spoke meant what he thought it did, then you were both on the same page.

❁ The tension of unspoken truths hung around in the air, knowing that you felt strongly for each other but not having the verbal confirmation yet. "What's stopping us?" He muttered close to your ear, appreciative that you were finally alone together, his words accompanied by a symphony of waves crashing onto the shore below you.

❁ His hand found yours tentatively, fingers interlocking as he smirked at your bashful expression. "You make me go crazy Y/N... How did you grow up so fast?" He asked you amused, smiling further as you scoffed at his statement.

❁ "Jaehyun won't be happy though..." You spoke downcast, head resting against Yuta's shoulder as the wind whipped at your hair.

❁ "Do you think he could let his baby be my girl?" He replied sarcastically, a smirk tugging at his lips, knowing that you would stay with him and hold onto this feeling no matter anyone's opinion.

When you're in a room, you get my eyes You open your mouth, I'm hypnotized I can make you laugh until you cry You know you got all my attention You know you got all mine

❁ You wiped the stray tear from your cheek, the anecdote Yuta told you and your friends leaving everyone in some kind of fit of giggles as the story unfolded.

❁ You sat around the living room of Johnny's house casually, pizza boxes discarded and beer bottles here and there as you met up for an overdue catch up. Yuta's hoody draped over your frame, soft and smelling like him, though you hadn't actually been all that upfront about your relationship.

❁ You knew you liked each other, there was just no label on your relationship yet, which you were fine with, you didn't need a label to know that the way Yuta was looking at you while you spoke was not how friends should look at each other.

❁ Knowing that you only laughed like that when he spoke did his ego no favours, any hope of Jaehyun or anyone else butting in and ruining what you had was squashed.

❁ You could feel others around you noticing the chemistry between you, glances being exchanged when Yuta flung an arm around your shoulders casually while he sipped from his beer bottle. Every time you spoke, fidgeted, coughed he would flinch or perk- you could only see it if you were looking for it, but once Jaehyun noticed how all of Yuta's attention was on you, he knew he had to let you go.

~"Baby, " I can't help but call her that~

❁ "Are we really one of those couples?" You asked jokingly, an eyebrow quirked at the pet name as you moved closer to him in your room, the distant sound of waves crashing due to the harsh wind travelling through your open window.

❁ Yuta looked far too earnest for joking though. Gathering you in his arms he pulled you close and rested his lips against your hair while you both stood staring at the storm out the window, the cast of angry grey clouds making the whole room dark.

❁ Despite the angry weather, the summer had felt endless, without the stress from school you spent hours at the beach with your friends, camping out late into the evening and only moving when the tide chased you away. The nights were spent in your room with Yuta by your side, reminiscing about everything and nothing with his hands running through your hair and humming to the tune of your record collection, always escalating into a lazy makeout session where his hands would slide under your t-shirt and lips would trail up and down your throat.

❁ "Will you be my girl?" He asked, a simple question but his tone dripped with sincerity. You peered up at his taller stance curiously, unable to ignore the feeling of his hands tightening around your waist possessively as his dark, expressive eyes burrowed into yours.

❁ You tilted your head and tugged his shirt down, hoping this was enough to convey your answer, and he of course caught on quickly, his lips pressing against yours in a hedonistic kiss.

❁ "My baby..." He muttered against you, his hand tangling in your hair, preventing you from any kind of escape, not that you wanted to. Your stomach flipped at the comment, the feeling of belonging to Yuta making your heart trip, unable to stop breathing him in you knew you could easily get lost in his lungs.

❁ All the time you had spent apart was worth it, he had told you: "I don't mind being patient," but you never held him to that. It was the rush of emotion that was akin to the waves that crashed along the shoreline of your hometown- retracting all the way back only to return with a new force. Being with Yuta felt like the safest place on earth, you were his baby, he was your soulmate, the dynamic between you was more than a wave... together you were a wipeout.

Masterlist

[NCT 127] [Headcannons]

❁ sharing weirdly intimate/romantic moments with them

❁ 127 at a frat party

❁ How they would be as coworkers in a shitty office

❁ When you're a bad student

❁ 127 as teachers

[NCT Dream] [Headcannons]

❁ sharing weirdly intimate/romantic moments with them

(+ Shotaro & Sungchan)

[WayV]

❁ Your first date with them

[NCT College au's]

❁ 127 at a frat party

❁ When you're a bad student

❁How you met Yuta at college

[StrayKids]

❁ I'm Mr Brightside [Han Jisung College au]

NCT 127 college series- how you first meet

Pairing: Yuta x Reader

warnings: none

A fluffy 127 drabble where Yuta is a flirty sob. No smut but a tad suggestive- 1 in the where you meet 127 at college series

I will never get over college aus. They are my bread and butter.

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Yuta was one of those unlikely friendships that blossomed in potentially the most disastrous of settings. You hated group projects with a passion, there was always one that was super disorganised, and you felt the immense pressure of not being that person in question too. You remember vividly your tutor reading out the list of names- perking at the sound of your own and then flicking your eyes instinctively to Yuta when his was called promptly after.

You glanced away quickly when his aloof expression trained on you, his eyes observing but face unchanging. You scrambled for your belongings as soon as the lecture was over, one of your group-mates muttering about making a group chat with a sullen tone. It would be a little while until Yuta and yourself spoke, your only interaction being the insane sexual tension when it was just you two on the google slides at 1 in the morning.

"This seat free?" Chimed a voice from beside you, Yuta sank into the seat after you shook your head no and shoved some of your stationary aside on the table, the sound a little too awkward and loud for a library.

"I see you were pulling a late one last night," he continued playfully, his tongue pushed to the inside of his cheek as he opened his laptop- something he did a lot.

"I could say the same for you... How's the research going?" His eyes twinkled hearing your reply and his slender fingers typed rapidly. He showed you his research proudly, a substantial amount of work and organised neatly- thank God someone was pulling their weight.

"Let's see what you have" and he leaned closer to see your screen, causing a waft of his cologne to hit you subtly. You let him scroll through your slides, the corner of his mouth turning up at your intelligent use of jargon.

"Wow... Nice Y/N, very nice"

"Oh it gets even better."

"Oh?"

"yeah..." You pulled up your bibliography and sat back, his expression twisting and he let out an exaggerated groan, causing you to laugh and shush him simultaneously, all the while glancing around at anyone hearing your conversation.

"Cited sources, that's what gets you going?" You scoffed sarcastically, eyeing him up and down.

"Listen, my group last time had me in the trenches... I was the backbone of the whole thing." He jokingly shuddered and you laughed at his quip, the two of you settling down and continuing to work on your portions of the work. Your time working together was time you got to know each other beyond an acquaintance in your class. Being with Yuta was thrilling, mostly because he was the type of person you knew you would never have been friends with outside of these circumstances. He was a creative, opinionated, and had a torturous sense of humour- something he adored weaponizing and using to make you squirm.

He couldn't help but coo internally when he would spout an abundance of lies, and watch you intently as you went through the motions of nodding naively, process what he said and then playfully go to hit his chest lightly while he laughed and dodged you in satisfaction. You became accustomed to strolling over to the library to work together, sending him sly texts when you saw him pop up on google slides, and exchanging smiles when you caught him with his group of friends. Occasionally he liked to drag you over for a chat, sling an arm around your shoulder and keep you there until you could say your goodbyes and continue on to wherever you were going.

The tension only increased when you progressed to working at each other's dorms. It was hard to tell which was the lesser of two evils; all your friends in your flat were nosey and wanted all the details about the hot guy you brought round to study with, and Yuta lived in a stereotypical guy-dorm. Today, you opted for skilfully dodging the pizza boxes piled by the door and let yourself be led down the narrow corridor into Yuta's compact, but relatively tidy room.

Yuta settled on his bed with his back leaning against the wall, beckoning you to come and sit beside him while shimmying his laptop and books out of his bag. As soon as you were sat, the air became a little thicker, his form was incredibly warm against yours in the small room and his signature scent that always clung to him was much more potent in his space.

Yuta was always very frugal and complicit with physical contact; he had no issue with his friends resting, leaning, clinging on him, so you tried very hard to pay no mind when he pressed his side up to yours to place the laptop between you. You had to force your heartrate to slow and for your hands to stop shaking when he handed you a piece of paper, the tremor catching his attention- to his delight.

"Am I making you nervous?" His tone felt a little too serious, and his voice was a little lower than the clear tone he usually sang out.

"No." You replied, a little too quickly, and you caught the smirk gracing his features in the reflection of the laptop screen. "It's probably the coffee... I'm fine." You made a point of shoving a pillow behind your back and cracking on, Yuta's chuckle sounding in the mostly quiet room. He didn't budge an inch, his jeans still pressed up against your leg and the slightly bony part of his shoulder level with your head.

You were working efficiently, the sun had set a while ago so Yuta illuminated the room with a lamp, casting a warm glow. At some point you became quite lethargic, the warmth of the room and Yuta being so close was like a blanket, and the quietness that was interrupted minimally by the soothing sound of typing caused a fog in your brain. Your eyes continued to close against your will, and you had to force the yawns away while trying to subtly jerk your body awake.

"Why don't you just take a nap?" Yuta laughed lightly, watching your eyelids flutter. He couldn't suppress his giggle, his shoulder shaking causing your head to almost vibrate when he noticed you had typed a stream of full stops and commas in your writing; you must've left your fingers on the keys when you dozed off for the umpteenth time.

You only grumbled in response, determined to shake the tiredness off, but that was proving impossible. Ignoring your light whine of confusion, Yuta brushed his fingers over your thigh as he lifted your laptop off your lap, and lightly pushed your shoulder so you were resting horizontal with your head nestled in a pillow.

"I won't bother you." Yuta smiled, his eyes still trained on his work. He tugged your T-shirt down once in a gentle manner from where it had ridden up your back, and you almost flinched where his cool fingertips came into contact with your exposed skin. Your heart was fluttering at being casually manhandled, but you let out a quiet sigh of agreement when you settled into the mattress, your eyes closing automatically.

You woke disorientated, the light outside gone completely and the only parts visible was the illumination of street lights and buildings. Yuta was slouched in his desk chair, a book open in front of him but he was watching some kind of sports game in Japanese on his laptop on the lowest volume.

"What time is it?" You grumbled, still confused, dehydrated, too hot and tangled in blankets.

"Late. I'll walk you home... You want something to eat?" Yuta rolled his chair over to where you were sitting up, reaching out casually to move some of your hair that had become mussed back to their original position. The mention of food made you conscious of how hollow your stomach felt and you nodded sleepily, head bowed at how Yuta looked at your endearing form shyly.

You did get some food, and after Yuta helped you gather together your belongings that had scattered around the bed he held your jacket open for you to slip your arms in, flung your backpack over his shoulder and walked you out, making casual conversation on the way home.

The time eventually came to show your group presentation, and he smiled widely at you when you sighed out, relieved the whole thing was over and done with.

"You should come over tonight," he spoke seriously, those infamous dark eyes looking you up and down as he poked his tongue into the inside of his cheek

"The presentation is over Yuta, we can chill." You squirmed under his gaze, but made a point of throwing him a friendly smile as if to part ways, grabbed your bag and turned to exit.

Before you could turn fully, Yuta reacted quick and grasped your hoodie-clad wrist lightly, preventing your leave.

"Hm? I didn't mean to work." His tone was light hearted but his expression was almost sinister, his eyes glinted and mouth quirked into a smile… and he was still holding your sleeve. Letting the last of the class stragglers pass by behind you and out the door you felt your stomach flip in excitement and your knees shake. Yuta continued to stare you down, taking a sadistic enjoyment at you blush and fumble to try and formulate an answer.

The lecturer rushed out a goodbye and also disappeared out the door of the lecture theatre, leaving you entirely alone in the aisle nearest the exit; the rows and rows of seats looking vast and empty now it was just the two of you. You stepped back towards the wall to gain some distance, purely out of self preservation, but Yuta leaned up casually on the wall behind you. He wasn't a whole lot taller than you, but his dominance was omnipresent as he waited patiently for your answer.

“Yeah… sounds… good” the words catching in your throat slightly. He chuckled again, his dark expression mollifying into something more friendly. The air turned stiff as he acknowledged your answer, it was like he was completely aware of his effect on you and wanted to exploit it as much as was in his power.

"See, I do make you nervous." He smiled, once again amused at how you bore his torment. You shook your head slightly and dared to look at his dark eyes that glinted down at you. At this point you easily could've slipped away, he had let your wrist go, but the thrill of the moment was keeping your feet firmly planted. You wanted to prove he didn't turn you into the puddle he was so sure he did. Even if your from was melting under his gaze as we speak.

"You're delusional." You muttered, your face twisting into an expression of mirth as he breathed out a laugh through his nose, and he leant his upper body lower to be closer to your ear.

"Am I? So it doesn't bother you when I do this?" He feigned innocence despite one hand still placed on the wall to entrap you and the fingers of his other hand trailing up your clothed spine. He forced a leg between the two of yours, effectively parting them and leant so close to your ear that you could feel his cool, minty breath tickling your neck.

He muttered something in Japanese, his mother tongue spilling from his lips fluidly and sensually, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear caused your hair to stand on end. He trailed his hand up further behind you and toyed with your hair, and he punctuated his words with a snicker as your breath caught. Your body contradicted itself, trying to escape the ticklish feeling of his fingers on your back but also wanting to refrain from giving him a reaction at all. You were absolutely certain that whatever he murmured so wickedly in your ear was the most perverted thing he could muster, his teasing expression gave you that much, but you breathed a sharp breath and once again looked up bravely.

"Nope." You popped, deadpan, but still fighting the urge to shiver and shimmy away from his expert touch.

"No?" Leaning in again, he muttered more in a foreign language. His tone was practically purring as he bemused at your confused expression, and reached the hand that was walking up and down your spine to your head to move some hair off your face.

"What are you saying?" You questioned defeated, your tone a little whinier that what you would have liked but his sultry actions were making a potent mixture of heat and frustration pool in your stomach.

"Can I show you?" He offered, his eyes searching yours for an ounce of discomfort. You relaxed your body in his hold and once again a devilish smirk pulled at his features. He looked down intently at your lips as you nodded naively at his request, the syrupy feeling you had before morphing into something more needy and you squirmed slightly when he leaned down and kissed you.

You let him take the lead as he moulded his lips with yours, your hands pressed against the wall awkwardly as he overpowered you. Sensing your awkwardness, he slid his hand from your bicep, down your forearm and grasped your hand lightly to bring it up and place it on his shoulder, never removing his lips from yours. Using his prompt, your wound the hand he had manoeuvred towards the warmth of his neck and placed your other hand lightly on his chest, while he snaked his arms around you and kept you close; his hands working with pure experience and expertise.

The sound of students chatting down the hallway, right outside the door caused you to pull away and turn your head towards the noise. Yuta loosened his grip from your body but took your chin between his thumb and index finger to force you to face him again, and pressed a languid kiss to your swollen lips.

"We won't mind them." He spoke for the both of you, his dominance once again coming to the forefront.

"Are you always this bossy?" You complained jokingly, allowing him to kiss you once more. He pulled away and left some ticklish kisses on your jaw and neck, nothing that would leave a mark, only stopping to laugh at your comment and peer at your flushed face.

"Are you always this compliant?" He sassed back, the tone light hearted but the implication hung heavy between you.

You raised your eyebrow at his question and summoned some fire from your flustered form to quip back at him. "Wouldn't you like to know?" You wiggled with more defiance, signalling that the two of you should leave now and he followed your suit, detangling his arms from you and slinging his bag over his shoulder.

He didn't reply to your statement, only opened the door and held it for you over your head. You fell into step together as he walked you out of the lecture hall, a hand deftly reaching down to clasp yours and continue to walk like that. His domineering presence kept you wary and excited, as you followed him back to his dorm you could only wonder where the events of the day would take you.

Hi!!

Could you do a smut oneshot of Johnny been a tutor of any subject to help yn(if you could do her as chubby/curvy would be great, but if not is ok), and they have moments of a lot of sexual tension so one day johnny just says “if you do it correctly i’ll buy you a sofa but it you get it incorrect i can give you a kiss”, and yn does it incorrectly so they kiss and they start making out.

Sorry about all the details

Thanks

New sofa

Paring: tutor!Johnny suh x chubby fem! Reader

Genre: tutoring au, smut, fluff, one shot

Warnings: smut, kissing, cussing, biting, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it people!), one sex scene, degration, oral sex (fem receiving), Johnny loves ass in this story! (No anal tho sorry!), dumbfication, pet names for y/n= baby, y/n calls him sir

Summary: you and your tutor have some sexual tension and need to you get rid of it so Johnny came up with the best idea in his brain.

A/N: when I saw this I was so shocked and I was so happy too I love when people request things but this is a one shot so have fun and enjoy this!!! (Don’t shoot me if it’s bad pls😅)

MDNI 18+ only

You and your tutor have had a lot of tension in the room since the last incident that ended up with an awkward Johnny and you making a c+ on your math test. So when Johnny decided to help you again it was a relief from what happened.

“I’m on way with the textbook now” he says as he hops in the and starts to drive to your apartment complex, “okay see you later” you say smiling like a puppy in love.

When he arrived at your place with a textbooks in his hand, you smiled “hey” you said “hi” he said as he walked past you to your living room, placing his textbooks down on the coffee table and sitting on your sofa that you desperately needed to get out of the apartment.

“So what did you make on the test?” He asks “I made c+ if that’s okay” you say nervously “that’s perfectly fine at least you didn’t make F” he says reassuring you that it was okay. “Well let’s get started shall we?” He said rubbing his Hand Together “right” you say chuckling.

20 minutes into studying you almost gave up “y/n that is not” he says smirking and erasing your mistakes and redoing it correctly, “this is how you do it” he says seeing how you wasn’t paying attention.

“Well since you think you know everything Mr.suh how about you do my test then” you say sitting back on the couch and rolling your eyes “well Mrs.y/l/n I can’t now pay attention” he says making you roll your eyes again.

“I have an idea” he says looking at you “what is it?” You say raising your eyebrow at his now mischievous smile “if you get this answer right I will take you to buy the sofa you always wanted but you couldn’t get but-“ he says “but what?” You say confused “if you get it incorrectly I can give you a kiss” he says “su-“ you but before you can even get the word out he says “if you want too” he says like lightning. You chuckle at his suggestion “yeah” is all you say before you get to solving the problem.

You wanted to get it the question wrong for some reasoning and you couldn’t get the thought of Johnny on top of you making out with you.

You get done with the problem, Johnny grabs the paper to check to see if it’s right or wrong and when he’s done checking the paper he tells you it’s wrong.

“You answered incorrectly baby” Johnny says before pulling you into a kiss that eventually turns heated, with johnny on top of you “s-shit baby” he says pulling away from the kiss”s-sir” you say whimpering making you more wetter than you were before.

“Shhhh let me take care of you” he said while sliding down to your heat “dam baby you leaking through your shorts” he said smirking knowing he caused this to happen, pulling down your shorts along with your panties. you whimper when the cold air of your apartment hits your cunt, “mmm let’s see if your pussy sweeter than your perfume” he says looking up at you like a deprived man.

He dives into your heat eating you out like a starved man sucking on your clit, you were a whimpering mess “s-shit s-sir” you say whimpering, grabbing his hair making him groan sending vibrations to your clit, his tongue coming close to your pulsing heat, sticking his tongue in and out of your heat. “I-I’m gonna cum” you say squirming around.

“Cum on my tongue then baby” he says stuffing his face back into your heat sucking fast while rubbing his raging hard boner on your couch to get himself off “f-fuck I’m cumming” you say cumming around his tongue, while riding out your high and turning your brain into mush.

“F-fuck” he says sit upright on the couch your cum glistening on his chin, pulling down his jeans to let his rock hard cock out and jerking off tilting his head up and turning his head to you “wanna ride?” He says licking his lips “mhm sir” you say like a bitch in heat “then come sit on my lap baby” he said patting his lap.

Sitting on his lap and holding his cock above your soaking cunt and putting sliding it into your cunt “s-shit baby” he says tilting his head back against the couch “mmm f-fuck sir” you say rocking your hips against his pelvis. Slapping your ass and groping it “love this ass” he says against your neck, hair sticking to his forehead. Speeding up your pace “s-shit baby” he says biting the space between your neck.

whimpering so loud that anyone by the door can hear and can tell what’s going on. Johnny groans “I’m going to cum baby cum with me” he says rubbing the ball of nerves on your clit harshly “f-fuck sir mmm” you say whimpering kissing him harshly before feeling a familiar knot growing quickly in your lower stomach “d-dam baby I’m gonna cum” you say “cum on my cock then baby” he says fucking up into “s-shit” he says cumming painting your walls white cum mixing with your cum. while you fall limp against him.

You sigh “you’re still buying me a new sofa right?” You say tiredly against his neck he chuckles “sure baby” he say smiling at how cute you were

texts with bf!jaemin

can you write a smut abt renjun please? 🥹 i don’t have an exact topic in mind haha

make out

w/renjun

i don’t write smut (don’t know how and never have sooo) but how about a make out..

suggestive content ahead.

the both of you had been friends for roughly a year, but the friendship had blossomed quickly and within a few months he became a close friend of yours.

but in his eyes, he felt something more than just friendly platonic love for you. so when everyone started to leave your apartment after a friendly gathering, he offered to stay and help clean up.

you were so thankful for his help since it was all cleaned up so quickly compared to when you would have done it yourself. you wanted to pay him back, but you felt a bit unsure how.

“I’ll have you pay you back one day. if you ever need help just let me know.”

you say, glancing at him as you put the last of the clean dishes away into the cupboard.

he stood there in the kitchen, leaning against a cupboard with his arms crossed as he eyed you. his mind reeling with ideas of what he could do with you if you gave him the chance.

“you can help me now.. if you want.”

“oh? with what?”

you closed the cupboard and looked back at him, seeing how he was blatantly eyeing you up and down.

“a little kiss never hurt nobody.”

your eyes widened as he pushed himself off the cupboard and began walking over towards you.

“what? renjun..” You say, barely above a whisper. he was approaching so quickly that within a second in was in front of you, face leaning near yours and you were cornered.

“do you want to kiss?”

you stayed silent, staring at him with wide eyes as his gaze flickered between your lips and eyes. “yes or no?” he asked again, standing up a bit straighter and moving back slightly.

“renjun I like you.. I don’t want to kiss you if it means nothing.”

renjun chuckles and brings a hand up to your face to brush some hair behind your ear.

“I have liked you since we first met. I would never ask to kiss you for no reason.”

you’re quick to put your hands on his shoulder and press your lips onto his.

he groans at the quick action but he was fast to kiss you back. tilting his head to the side ever so slightly to kiss you deeper. one hand resting on the back of your head and the other holding your waist close to his.

he pushes you back until you’re directly pressed against the counter, his lips never leaving yours as he tries to show you just how much he wants you.

you pull away from his lips, breathing heavily as you open your eyes to look into his. he was breathing just as heavily, his actions moving on the adrenaline of finally being able to kiss you.

he is quick to start kissing your neck where he finds a spot that has you making a noise he loves. you whimper, holding onto his shoulder tightly before you let your hands drift down and hold onto his biceps, gripping them.

“renjun.. oh god.”

you were so out of breath, but you didn’t want to stop. you had wanted this for long that when you finally got it you didn’t know how you would be able to stop yourself. though that didn’t matter because it looked like renjun didn’t know how to stop either,

“I want you so bad.” he said, pressing kisses along your jaw until it makes his way back to your lips. his hand moved from the back of your head down to your hip, where he pulled you flush against him.

“you have me renjun.“ you say, pulling away to look into his eyes for the hundredth time within the past few minutes.

he smiles, “I’ll take you on a date tomorrow. but first..” he holds onto your hand, taking you along with him as he walks out of the kitchen. “how about your bedroom?”