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엑스디너리 히어로즈──OT6. ( xdinary heroes )

🎸─────THE PRICE OF PLEASURE | 8.0K — ONE-SHOT | MDNI | GAON + JOOYEON | when jiseok and jooyeon break your strict rule, you push the boundaries of your control and desire, navigating a thrilling interplay of discipline and pleasure as you mold their eager submission to your will. (FEMALE READER) REQUESTED

⭐️─────STEADY LOVE | 7.4K — HEADCANONS | a collection of heartfelt stories where love finds its strength in gentle understanding, as partners navigate the world together with unwavering support and care for each other's unique needs. (GENDER NEUTRAL READER) REQUESTED

구건일──GOO GUNIL. ( gunil )

🎸─────TONIGHT IS ABOUT YOU | 4.5K — ONE-SHOT | MDNI | amidst a night of rekindled romance and sensual pleasure, you and gunil embrace each other’s desires, finding solace and excitement in your intense and heartfelt reunion. (GENDER NEUTRAL READER) REQUESTED

김정수──KIM JUNGSU. ( jungsu )

nothing yet, come back later!

곽지석──KWAK JISEOK. ( gaon )

⭐️─────BEAUTIFUL MESS | 4.2K — ONE-SHOT | MDNI | after winning a bet against you, jiseok decides that he would be the dominant one for a change...though that doesn't last long. (FEMALE READER) REQUESTED

🎸─────DRESSED FOR LOVE | 1.9K — ONE-SHOT | as you step into a new, more masculine identity, your nerves are eased by the unwavering support of your friends and boyfriend. (TRANS BOY READER) REQUESTED

오승민──OH SEUNGMIN. ( o.de )

🎸─────CURIOUS PLEASURES | 3.9K — ONE-SHOT | MDNI | seungmin, intrigued yet apprehensive, tentatively asks you to explore new sexual experiences together after hearing about his coworkers' preferences. (GENDER NEUTRAL READER) REQUESTED

한형준──HAN HYEONGJUN. ( junhan )

⭐️─────PERFECTION | 1.3K — ONE-SHOT | MDNI | it's the first time you use the strap on him. (FEMALE READER) REQUESTED

🎸─────ARROGANT & GREEDY | 4.5K — ONE-SHOT | MDNI | while getting ready for a night out at the club with your friends, your boyfriend, hyeongjun decides to tease you. (FEMALE READER) REQUESTED

이주연──LEE JOOYEON. ( jooyeon )

nothing yet, come back later!

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afjdkgnxhrgvxh i will never get over how good your writing is!!! and I definitely did not expect you to do both requests!!!

i also love all of the heroes, at this point i might as well ask for a fic for the rest of them… it could even be an ot6 fic if you like (but only if you’re comfortable and have the physical and mental capacity to do that, if not no worries!!)

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HI 🍀!! I'm so happy you enjoyed it!! Whenever I get more than one request in one message (or by the same person, for that matter), I always try to complete all of them if I can. I just don't like the feeling of doing things halfway. So, here you go!

Oh, I'd be so down to write for all of the members! For that, however, I might need a little more details on what you want for each of them. So if you can give me that, I'll be more than happy to get to work! (Just an FYI, if you request a threesome, I'd be down to write that as well if that's your cup of tea ── but I will only do it if it's just two members + reader; any more than that becomes overwhelming and difficult to write properly).

Also, a little tip! Since you're asking for OT6, I might take a little bit longer than I have so far. BUT! If you send me each member individually or send two or three per request, I might get around to writing them faster. It'll also help me with not posting six fics at the same time, or having them posted one per day since it can make my blog a little cluttered. If you can do any of these, I would really appreciate it!

Again, thank you so much for the support! Your requests genuinely make me so happy since they really allow me to indulge in writing pieces for our Heroes!!

❤️ TONIGHT IS ABOUT YOU ( xdinary heroes )

❛ Amidst a night of rekindled romance and sensual pleasure, you and Gunil embrace each other’s desires, finding solace and excitement in your intense and heartfelt reunion.

𝐠𝐨𝐨 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐥 + gender neutral reader ೯ ( 𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 )

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 4.5k 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞: 18 mins

꒰ 💌 ꒱ ミ Requested by the wonderful 🍀 Anon! This is was honestly so sickeningly sweet to write, I really enjoyed this one since it ended up being so soft. I hope you guys enjoy, reblogs and feedback are much appreciated! Requests are currently open! ── ( 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 )

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: MDNI, Y/N had gone out drinking but is sober by the time they return home, Gunil's been working a lot so he hasn't been home much, romantic and soft smut, handjob, blowjob, profanity, brief mention of Y/N also receiving oral but we don't to read that part, let me know if I missed anything!

( 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 ) ( 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 & 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ) ( 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ) ( 𝐭𝐢𝐩 𝐣𝐚𝐫 )

As you carefully slide your shoes off, the familiar hush of your home envelops you, the stillness a stark contrast to the night's revelry. The soft padding of your feet against the cool floor seems amplified in the quiet, and with deliberate care, you place your shoes onto the rack by the entrance. The late hour presses down on you, a reminder to tread softly, mindful not to disturb the peaceful sanctuary that awaits within.

The night had been nothing short of a whirlwind, each moment buzzing with energy and laughter as you and your friends flitted from one bar to the next. Yet now, as you stand in the silence of your apartment, the weight of exhaustion begins to settle in, your body finally yielding to the fatigue that the evening’s adrenaline had kept at bay. It had been ages since you last indulged in such carefree escapades, and the memory of tonight’s adventures lingers warmly, even as the comfort of home beckons you to unwind.

As you quietly peek into the living room, a tender warmth blooms in your chest at the sight that greets you. There, illuminated by the soft, flickering glow of the television, is your boyfriend, Gunil, fast asleep on the couch. The dim light casts gentle shadows across his serene features, highlighting the peacefulness of his slumber. The quiet hum of the TV is the only sound filling the room, a soothing backdrop to the stillness that envelops your home.

Gunil’s hand still loosely grips the remote, a small detail that tugs at your heartstrings. His head is tilted back, resting awkwardly against the couch in a position that must be anything but comfortable. His body remains seated, as if he had only intended to wait a little longer for your return before drifting off. The sight of him like this, so unguarded and patient, fills you with a deep affection that makes you smile softly to yourself.

As you move closer, you hear the gentle rhythm of his snores, a sound that only deepens your affection for him. With careful steps, you lower yourself onto the floor in front of him, making sure not to disturb his peaceful rest. The close proximity allows you to take in the little details—the way his chest rises and falls with each breath, the way his lips are slightly parted in sleep, and the way his hair, tousled from the evening, frames his face. In this quiet moment, the world outside fades away, leaving only the two of you in the comforting stillness of the night.

It had been far too long since you last indulged in a night out with your friends, a reality that hadn’t escaped Gunil’s attention. Sensing your hesitation when the invitation arrived, he had gently urged you to go, reminding you of how much you needed a break, especially to celebrate your friend’s birthday at the club. His encouragement had been the nudge you needed, and as the night unfolded, you found yourself immensely grateful for his insistence. Despite your initial reluctance, the evening turned out to be filled with laughter, music, and the kind of carefree joy that only comes from being surrounded by good company.

As the memories of the night swirl in your mind, you realize that the buzz from the drinks you had at the club has long since faded, leaving behind only a pleasant sense of contentment. Yet, as you watch Gunil now, asleep on the couch, a gentle ache settles in your chest. His peaceful expression, softened by the flickering light of the television, stirs something within you—a reminder of how long it’s been since the two of you have truly connected. The demands of his career, particularly with the release of his new album, have kept him busy, and each time he returned home, it was with an exhaustion that left little room for anything else.

But now, as you sit quietly in front of him, you can’t help but feel a flicker of hope. With the album finally out and his schedule beginning to clear, the possibility of reconnecting, of spending those precious moments together, seems closer than ever. The thought brings a soft smile to your lips, a promise of the warmth and affection that will soon fill the spaces that have felt empty for far too long.

Without a second thought, you find yourself leaning forward, gently resting your chin on his knee. The soft warmth of his skin beneath you, combined with the steady rise and fall of his breathing, anchors you in this quiet, intimate moment. Your eyes, filled with affection, remain fixed on him, drinking in every detail of his serene expression. 

A small stir from him catches your attention, and you watch as his brows knit together in that familiar, endearing way that always tugs at your heartstrings. A sleepy groan escapes his lips as he begins to rouse from slumber, the sound muffled yet comforting in the stillness of the room. As he slowly becomes aware of your presence, his eyes flutter open, and you’re met with a gaze that seems to glow with recognition and warmth.

The sight of his sleepy smile, soft and genuine, breathes a new vitality into you, chasing away the remnants of fatigue from your night out. “Baby,” he murmurs, his voice thick and husky with the remnants of sleep, each word wrapped in tenderness. “How was tonight?” His question, simple yet filled with care, wraps around you like a warm embrace, making you feel cherished in a way that only he can.

You remain with your head nestled on his knee, finding solace in the warmth of his presence. He doesn’t move to displace you; instead, he leans forward, his movement gentle and unhurried, to press a tender kiss against your forehead. The touch of his lips is soft, a quiet promise of affection that lingers even as he pulls back to meet your gaze. His eyes hold yours with a depth of emotion that only deepens as his fingers weave through your hair, the motion soothing and filled with love.

For a moment, your eyes flutter closed, surrendering to the comfort of his touch. A contented sigh escapes you, the simple pleasure of being close to him washing away any lingering traces of the evening’s excitement. You open your eyes slowly, your gaze softened by the calm that has settled over you. “It was good,” you murmur, your voice gentle as it breaks the comfortable silence. “I had a lot of fun.”

"See?" he teases, his voice laced with playful triumph. You can’t help but roll your eyes in response, a soft snort escaping you as you catch his smirk. "I knew you'd have a good time going out," he continues, the warmth in his tone making his light-hearted taunt feel more like an affectionate nudge than anything else.

With a small huff of mock indignation, you lift yourself from the floor, shifting onto your knees as you position yourself between his legs. You lean into him, using his lap for support, your fingers absentmindedly playing with the fabric of his shirt. The familiar texture beneath your fingertips is comforting, grounding you in this tender moment. He lets you fidget, watching you with a gaze that holds both amusement and adoration. He’d let you do anything you wanted if you asked, and you’re fully aware of the power you hold in these small, intimate moments—something you occasionally enjoy using to your advantage.

His fingers find their way into your hair, gently twirling a strand around as he asks, "Did you drink a lot?" The question is casual, his voice low and soothing, as if he’s simply continuing a conversation from earlier in the evening.

You shake your head slightly, your answer honest. "No, I didn’t," you say, the words soft yet clear. "I wanted to be able to find my way back here safely, didn’t want to bother you." There’s a subtle undercurrent of affection in your response, a quiet acknowledgment of the care you both have for each other. The thought of him worrying or being disturbed by a late-night call was something you wanted to avoid, and your choice reflects that consideration. 

He gives you a gentle smile, his fingers continuing their slow, rhythmic twirling of your hair, and in that moment, the unspoken understanding between you both deepens, wrapping the room in a warmth that only the two of you share.

"Smart girl," he chuckles, his voice filled with warmth and amusement. "But I would’ve been more than happy to pick you up." His words are a gentle reminder of the unwavering support he always offers, a reassurance that you’ve come to cherish deeply. You knew this about him, of course, but there’s something in your nature that prefers to keep control firmly in your own hands, especially when you’re out on your own. The idea of relying on someone else, even someone as dependable as him, isn’t something you take lightly.

Yet, his words bring a soft smile to your lips. There’s a tenderness in his reassurance, a quiet promise that he would always be there for you, no matter the hour or the circumstances. His touch, warm and steady, only deepens the comfort you feel, making you melt into the moment, wrapped in the safety of his presence.

After a brief pause, during which the silence between you is filled with a shared understanding, you ask, "How was work?" Your voice is gentle, filled with genuine curiosity and care. This is the first time you’ve seen him today, and the weight of the hours spent apart lingers in the space between you. The question, simple as it is, carries with it the unspoken acknowledgment of the time and energy he pours into his work, as well as the longing you feel to reconnect after a day spent apart.

He sighed deeply, the weariness evident in the way his shoulders sagged as he leaned back into the couch. “It was okay,” he replied, but the tension in his expression betrayed the weight behind his words. You could sense there was more to it, something lingering beneath the surface that he hadn’t yet voiced.

"Most of the day was spent rehearsing," he continued, his tone carrying a hint of exhaustion. "And then I had to sit through a bunch of meetings without the other members. It was painfully boring—just the same old rules they want me to enforce now that we’ve got a little more free time since the comeback promotions are over."

As he spoke, you noticed the deep frown etched onto his face, his frustration palpable. "And it didn’t help that Dumb and Dumber were being extra annoying and troublesome," he grumbled, the familiar nicknames for his bandmates, Jiseok and Jooyeon, causing a soft giggle to escape your lips. The corners of his mouth twitched at your reaction, but the frustration still lingered.

"I don’t understand why they must take everything as a joke," he went on, shaking his head in disbelief. "I love them—please don’t get me wrong—but my gosh, do you think they know it won’t kill them to not joke around and listen for just a minute?" His voice held a mix of exasperation and fondness, the duality of his feelings toward his bandmates shining through.

As he vented, you couldn’t help but notice the way his eyes softened, the tension slowly ebbing away as he shared his thoughts with you. The connection between you both deepened with each word, his vulnerability allowing you to see the man behind the leader, the one who carried the weight of responsibility while still holding a deep love for those who made his life both challenging and joyful.

You nod in understanding, your expression a blend of empathy and mild amusement at the inevitable chaos Gunil’s bandmates always seem to bring. As your fingers drift to caress his lower abdomen, you notice the way his gaze lingers on your hand, the subtle flicker of something unspoken passing through his eyes before he clears his throat. You feign innocence, despite the mischievous glint in your eyes that betrays your true intentions.

“Being a leader sounds so exhausting,” you murmur softly, your voice a soothing melody that seems to ease the tension in his posture. The words hang in the air, wrapping around him like a comforting embrace, and you feel him physically relax under your gentle touch. For a moment, you keep your hand resting on his abdomen, the warmth of your palm seeping through the fabric of his shirt, grounding him in the present.

But then, with a playful glint in your eye, your fingers begin to travel lower, tracing delicate, shapeless patterns on his upper thighs. The touch is light, almost teasing, and you can feel the shift in the atmosphere as Gunil’s breathing deepens, the sudden tension crackling between you. His eyes scan your face, searching for any signs of intoxication, a habit born from a place of care and concern. 

When he finds none, he lets out a deep sigh, a mixture of relief and anticipation, as if surrendering to the moment. The weight of the day begins to melt away, replaced by the intoxicating pull of your presence, your playful affection rekindling the connection between you in a way that words alone could never achieve.

"I missed you so much; you honestly have no idea," Gunil grunted, his voice thick with longing, his eyes darkening with desire as they bore into you. You gazed up at him through your lashes, offering a soft, innocent smile that you knew he found irresistible. The subtle curve of your lips only deepened the magnetic pull between you, the kind that had your heart quickening in anticipation.

His words lingered in the charged atmosphere, and you could feel the heat rising within you, your pulse matching the rhythm of the desire that simmered just beneath the surface. "I missed you too, baby, so much it’s not even remotely funny," you murmured, your voice low and intimate, the only sound cutting through the tense air, aside from the faint, forgotten hum of the television behind you. Your eyes remained locked on his, an unspoken understanding passing between you as the world around you faded into irrelevance.

Your core ached with need as you watched his length harden, the sight sending a thrill of power coursing through you. He hadn’t even removed his pants, and yet, his body responded to you with a raw intensity that made you revel in the control you held over him. His gaze never wavered, filled with a lust that matched your own, fueling the growing tension that crackled in the air.

"But now that you don’t have to leave me so early in the mornings for interviews and such," you murmured, your tone turning sultry, your lips curving into a slight smirk as your touch became more deliberate. You reached up to the waistband of his grey sweatpants, fingers brushing against the fabric, teasing but not yet pulling them off. "What do you say I show you just how much I missed you, huh? It'll help you destress, too."

Gunil's breath hitched at your sultry offer, a shiver of anticipation rippling through him as all rational thoughts seemed to abandon his mind. You could see the surrender in his eyes, the way his logical defenses crumbled in the face of your teasing promise. His nod was almost dumb, a testament to the overwhelming desire that clouded his judgment.

Your teasing smirk widened, a hint of mischief dancing on your lips as your hands remained firmly gripping the waistband of his sweatpants. Despite his silent consent, you made no move, savoring the way his helplessness played into your hands. "No, baby, you know better than that," you murmured gently, the words dripping with affection. "You’ve got to use your words, like the good boy I know you are." Your eyes roamed over his flushed face, admiring how his lustful neediness mixed with exhaustion to create a heady blend of desire.

"Yes," he breathed heavily, his voice a low, pleading murmur. "Show me how much you've missed me, please." There was something undeniably endearing about how easily he crumbled under your teasing touch. His plea was earnest, laced with the vulnerability that made your heart ache with tenderness.

As you saw the blissful neediness etched in his expression, combined with the weariness of his long day, you decided to indulge him. With a swift, decisive movement, you pulled his sweatpants and underwear down to his ankles in one fluid motion. A soft chuckle of endearment escaped your lips as you watched his hardened length spring free, the sight of it lightly slapping against his clothed abdomen.

Gunil groaned in relief, the sound low and guttural, but his dark, desire-filled gaze never left yours. The raw intensity of his stare only deepened the connection between you, heightening the moment with an almost palpable charge of anticipation and affection.

"Aw," you coo softly, leaning in closer to his eager core, your breath warm against his sensitive skin. "You're already so ready for me?" The playful note in your voice is tinged with genuine surprise, and you can’t help but savor the sight of his flushed, eager response.

Gunil huffs at your teasing, but there’s no real irritation in his tone—only the soft undertone of affection and vulnerability. "You know I'll always be ready like this for you," he murmurs, his voice laced with sincerity. "I can't help it." His words are a tender confession, wrapped in the promise of unending devotion.

Your heart swells with emotion, the intensity of his confession making your cheeks flush a deep crimson. The warmth that spreads across your face mirrors the fluttering sensation in your chest, making you feel both cherished and vulnerable. Gunil’s eyes twinkle with amusement, his laughter a gentle, loving sound that only deepens your blush.

In this moment, it becomes clear that the power dynamics are beautifully mutual. While you wield a tender influence over him, it’s equally true that he holds an undeniable grip on your heart. The thought of his effect on you, the way he can effortlessly bring a flush to your cheeks and a smile to your lips, fills you with a contented warmth. You wouldn’t dream of complaining about the hold he has on you; it’s a bond you cherish deeply, one that makes every touch, every word, all the more meaningful.

You wasted no time, your fingers curling around his throbbing length with a careful yet eager grip. The delicious girth of him filled your palm, a sensation that made you pause for a moment, savoring the warmth and weight of his desire. The simple touch elicited a deep, blissful groan from Gunil, causing him to momentarily throw his head back in sheer pleasure. His eyes, dark and intense, quickly snapped back to you, following your every move with a mix of anticipation and longing.

As you held him, your self-restraint slipped away, replaced by a primal desire to fully explore and enjoy the moment. Leaning in close, you allowed a deliberate drop of saliva to glide down onto the crimson-red tip of his length. The contrast of the cool, slick moisture against his heated skin caused a shiver of pleasure to run through him. You began to stroke him with a languid, almost lazy pace, yet the effect was anything but subdued. Each movement had Gunil gasping and grunting beneath you, his body reacting eagerly to the rhythm you set.

Watching him lose himself so easily in the pleasure you were giving him, a pang of nostalgia and longing settled in your chest. You recalled the last time you had seen him like this, a few months ago, before his comeback had taken him away for what felt like an eternity. The realization of how long it had been since you had shared such intimate moments together spurred you on with renewed urgency.

Quickening your pace, you used your free hand to press into his lower abdomen, holding him steady as his hips began to buck instinctively against your touch. The depth of his pleasure, the way his body responded to you, filled you with a sense of satisfaction and connection, making the moment all the more intense and precious.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Gunil chanted breathlessly, his voice a low murmur of desperation as beads of sweat began to glisten on his forehead. The pleasure building within him was palpable, each wave of sensation intensifying with every passing second. Just as he reached the brink, you abruptly abandoned the steady rhythm of your hand, causing a high-pitched whine to escape his lips—an instinctive sound of frustration and longing.

You let out a soft, teasing chuckle, shifting slightly on your knees to draw closer to him. Your fingers, now slick with his arousal, wrapped around his length once more. This time, however, your touch was deliberate and slow, as you hovered just above his sensitive tip. With a playful, lingering gaze, you pressed a gentle kiss to his aching head, eliciting a guttural moan from Gunil. His hips bucked upwards, driven by a desperate yearning to feel the warmth of your mouth enveloping him.

Without making him wait, you enveloped his tip with your lips, the warmth and wetness of your mouth sending shivers of pleasure through him. Your tongue darted out, teasing and tasting, as you slowly began to sink your head downward. Gunil’s moans grew louder, each sound a testament to the overwhelming pleasure you were bestowing upon him. As you descended further, your nose brushed against his pelvis, and you could feel the tip of his arousal touch the back of your throat. The sensation of him so deep within you only heightened the intensity of the moment, making the connection between you both even more profound and intimate.

Gunil’s fingers wove themselves into your hair, gripping gently yet firmly as he anchored you in place. The sensation of his touch, combined with the warmth of his arousal against your lips, was intoxicating. You luxuriated in the moment, savoring the long-awaited intimacy after such a lengthy separation. As you settled into the rhythm, you made sure to breathe through your nose and hollow out your cheeks, a subtle adjustment that heightened both your comfort and his pleasure.

“God, baby, I missed your mouth so much,” he groaned, his voice a deep rumble of need as he began to guide your head up and down his length. You acquiesced to his movements for a moment, allowing him to control the pace, feeling his pleasure build with each pass. However, a teasing glint flickered in your eyes as you decided to exert your own control. With a swift motion, you slapped his hand away and pulled back, a mix of his arousal and your saliva trickling past your lips. 

You wiped away the remnants with a deliberate, casual gesture before looking up at him with a stern yet gentle expression. “Tonight is about you relaxing, baby, so let me take care of you.” Your voice was soft but commanding, carrying the promise of indulgence. Gunil, whose disappointed whine echoed your withdrawal, nodded eagerly, his hips instinctively bucking upward in a desperate plea for your return. His eyes, clouded with a mix of desire and vulnerability, followed your every movement, silently begging for the intimacy you were poised to give.

For a few lingering moments, you admired the sight of Gunil completely consumed by his lustful desires, his every expression a testament to the pleasure you were giving him. With a delicate, practiced grace, you slid your mouth down his length until your nose brushed against his pelvis once again. This time, however, you were quick to lift your head, leaving only the tip of his arousal nestled in your mouth. 

As you resumed your rhythmic motion, your head bobbing up and down his leaking length, you allowed your tongue to dance and twirl around him, caressing every delicious vein with teasing precision. You lavished attention on his tip, sucking lightly while your tongue explored his slit, a touch that never failed to elicit a breathless cry from him. Gunil’s grip tightened on the couch cushions, his knuckles white from the strain as he fought to stay grounded.

In a shift of focus, you let your hand drift to his tightened balls, gently massaging them to enhance his pleasure. His reaction was immediate and profound; you noticed his eyes were thrown back, tightly shut, as he surrendered completely to the sensations. Gunil looked almost ethereal in this state—his chest heaving with each ragged breath, his mouth slightly agape with his tongue lolling to one side, and his muscles flexing as he refrains from taking away the control you'd so kindly requested.

The sight of him, so beautifully vulnerable and lost in ecstasy, stirred a deep ache of affection within you. Every subtle detail of his expression, every shudder of his body, made your heart swell with a yearning that was almost overwhelming. You knew, in that moment, that you wanted more—more of this intimacy, more of the exquisite connection that bound you together.

The escalating rhythm of your movements, coupled with the tender caress of your hand on his sensitive balls, quickly overwhelmed Gunil. The intensity of the moment, magnified by the prolonged separation, drove him to release a series of broken moans, each sound a testament to the powerful climax that consumed him. His grip on your head tightened, pressing you firmly against his pelvis as waves of pleasure washed over him. 

You felt the warmth of his release as it trickled down your throat, the sensation both satisfying and intensely arousing. The ache in your core grew more urgent, a desperate need that made you instinctively rub your thighs together in search of friction. It took several moments for Gunil to descend from his high, his breathing ragged and his body shivering with the aftershocks. As he finally loosened his grip, you pulled away from his softening length, savoring the lingering warmth that clung to your tongue. 

When Gunil’s eyes fluttered open, you made a deliberate show of displaying the remnants of his release before swallowing and sticking your tongue out to reveal its absence. His reaction was immediate—a deep, appreciative groan followed by a satisfied chuckle. With an affectionate tenderness, he leaned down to press a passionate kiss to your lips, a gesture that elicited a soft moan from you. His touch was gentle yet insistent as he pinched your chin lightly between his thumb and index finger, guiding you to look up at him. His gaze was filled with a love so intense it nearly took your breath away, and his smile radiated pure adoration.

“I know you said tonight was about me,” he murmured, his voice husky and roughened from pleasure, a sound that filled you with a deep sense of satisfaction. “But I missed you too much not to taste you as well.” With a swift, decisive movement, you gasped in delight as you were gently but firmly pushed onto the soft couch. Gunil now knelt eagerly before you, his gaze fixed on your drenched arousal with a hunger that mirrored the intensity of your own desires.

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hi!!! ah okay, so i would definitely enjoy a threesome (as a poly bi it’s definitely my cup of tea) as long as the reader stays the dominant one. usually the female character becomes a switch or submissive when two men are involved and that’s not really my thing…

as for details, ummm, maybe a nuggetz threesome? i’m okay with with some light bdsm, a bit of sensory play, pegging (obviously), but nothing too violent. i would also love to see gunil being taken care of in any way you’d like, since he looks after our heroes so well and he deserves some love too!!

i’ll have to think a bit more about what i’d like for jungsu and ode, but hopefully all of this is enough detail for now!!

thank you for being so great and for responding so quickly!!

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Hello 🍀, my beloved! You know, when I saw that you're not only a soft-dom that loves pegging as much as I do, but that you're also a part of the queer community — I can't even begin to explain the excitement that rushed through me (I'm a non-binary pansexual who's currently a bit curious about the whole poly dynamics but haven't gotten the chance to experiment yet). I just love, love, love finding fellow queers within the K-Pop/K-Rock world. But anyway, I totally understand the frustration that comes with having most if not all female readers/characters suddenly become a switch or submissive when more than one man is involved during sex. I just think it's so much sexier whenever women remain the dominant one while her pathetic little men are absolute messes because of her.

That said, I really hope you enjoy the Nuggetz threesome! Like I told you before, it's the nastiest yet sexiest thing I've written to date and I'm honestly so proud of it.

❤️ THE PRICE OF PLEASURE ❤️

𝐤. 𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐤 ❤️ 8.0k ❤️ 𝐥. 𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐧

As for Gunil's piece, this one is a lot softer. Writing the Nuggetz threesome definitely proved to be a lot harder than I initially anticipated (don't hesitate to request another threesome in the future though, I really enjoyed it!) so I was actually really glad to have Gunil's request be a little more simple since it was a good come-down from the threesome. I really, really liked it for the same reasons you mentioned — he takes care of our Heroes so well, so he definitely deserves to be taken care of in exchange :( Hope you enjoy it! ── ( 𝐱𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐞𝐬 )

❤️ TONIGHT IS ABOUT YOU ❤️

𝐠. 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐥 ❤️ 4.5k

( 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 ) ( 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 & 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ) ( 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ) ( 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 )

ㅤ✞⠀ׄ  ׅㅤ𝕴'𝖒 𝖆 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑 𝖎𝖓 𝖚𝖗 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙 ㅤ⸼ㅤ💉ㅤ⁺ㅤ✂️

Xdinary Heroes as netflix film poster

I wish I'd gotten into xh at their debut I'm in love with hdd gunil

gunsu <3 vers (bottom) gunil, vers (top) jungsu

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Jungsu set his feet down and propped himself up on his elbows. He smirked as he said, "You could've told me you weren't into that." "I am!" Gunil insisted. He was lying. Jungsu saw right through him, which only led him to question other things about Gunil.

"Vou te dar um motivo para continuar na cama" - GUN-IL (XDH)

Gênero: fluff, sugestivo, smut.

Só umas sofrências fonte vozes da minha cabeça enquanto ouvia uma playlist no youtube.

Era uma manhã de frio na cidade onde você e gun-il moram, ainda sonolenta você levantou seu corpo sentindo um dos braços do seu namorado rodeando sua cintura, automaticamente um sorriso se formou nos seus lábios e você começou a acariciar o cabelo dele admirando a beleza dele ainda adormecido, você poderia ficar horas olhando ele e respondendo para si mesma o quanto você o ama, mas logo você olhou pro relógio de parede e viu o horário, precisava se levantar para ir trabalhar.

Você tentou tirar o braço do homem de sua cintura e logo o ouviu resmungando apertando mais o abraço, gun-il abriu os olhos devagar e sorriu ao te ver, ele te ama tanto quanto você ama ele e deixar você se levantar não estava nos planos dele.

"Bom dia meu amor!" você disse feliz levando o rosto até ele e deixando um selar na bochecha dele.

"Bom dia princesa... Que horas são?" ele perguntou coçando os olhos, você olhou para o relógio novamente.

"São 10 horas meu bem" gun-il assentiu e esticou o corpo, ele te olhou e com o corpo dele ele fez você deitar novamente, ele te deixou de costas para ele e te apertou contra ele, ficando na posição de conchinha, você riu da atitude dele e levou as mãos para o braço dele fazendo um breve carinho logo sentindo o nariz dele roçar seu pescoço.

"Amor eu preciso ir trabalhar hoje, não vou ficar na vida boa igual você!", gun-il está de folga hoje, isso é bom porque ele precisa desse descanso, mas é ruim porque ele odeia ficar sozinho em casa.

"Só mais cinco minutos querida" ele deixou beijos lentos no seu pescoço e foi inevitável você não arrepiar com o ato.

você se virou ficando de frente ao garoto que sorriu e te roubou um beijo.

"Não posso amor, eu entro mais cedo hoje, realmente preciso levantar agora", um biquinho se formou nos lábios de gun-il, você riu achando ele adorável e você roubou um beijo dele.

um sorriso se iluminou no rosto do homem, num ato rápido ele ficou por cima de você, uma mão ficou apoiada na cama enquanto a outra ficou na sua cintura.

"Vamos ficar o dia todo longe um do outro s/n, vou te dar um motivo para continuar na cama, pelo menos por mais alguns minutos, ou longos minutos" ele te olhou com os olhinhos mais brilhantes e começou a acariciar a sua cintura, como você iria dizer não pra ele nessa situação?

"Tudo bem, só mais alguns beijinhos" gun-il sorriu com a sua fala e juntou os seus lábios.

O beijo era lento e sensual, ele sabia exatamente como deixar você louca pra sentar nele só com um único beijo. Gun-il sugava sua língua e seu lábio inferior lentamente enquanto pressionava o quadril sobre o seu e subia sua camisola devagar, roçando as pontas dos dedos na sua pele te fazendo arrepiar.

Você sabia exatamente aonde aquilo iria levar, sabia também que estava prestes a se atrasar, mas a vontade de continuar ali, nos braços do amor da sua vida, era maior. Você deixou gun-il levantar sua camisola até um pouco mais acima dos seus seios, ele olhava você por inteira com muita atenção como se fosse a primeira vez, ele sorriu pra você e levou uma das mãos até sua barriga acariciando o local e levando lentamente até um de seus seios, no qual ele apertou de leve te fazendo soltar um gemido baixo.

"Ué meu bem, você não disse que seria só mais um beijinho? Se não me parar agora acho que você vai se dar mal com o seu chefe" você sentiu a entonação de deboche na fala dele.

"Você me deu um motivo pra continuar na cama, assuma essa responsabilidade e trate de amenizar a minha situação com o meu chefe depois" gun-il riu com a sua fala, ele levou o rosto até sua barriga beijando o local e fazendo o mesmo caminho que sua mão fez.

"Vou tentar ser breve pra você não se dar tão mal, pode ser?" ele perguntou deixando beijos sobre os seus seios, você concordou com a cabeça.

Gun-il resolveu focar no que planejava fazer, ele começou a chupar seus seios com maestria fazendo você levar as mãos para o cabelo dele automaticamente, você sentiu uma das mãos dele percorrendo pelo meio de suas pernas e você gemeu novamente fazendo gun-il sorrir percebendo que atingiu o seu ponto fraco.

A mão dele afastou a sua calcinha pro lado e você sentiu dois dedos dele tocarem seu clitóris, o homem juntou novamente seus lábios e começou a estimular o local em que os seus dedos estavam. Ele mantinha um ritmo calmo, sem pressa alguma, você gemeu e jogou a cabeça para trás quando ele enfiou os dois dedos na sua entrada, gun-il começou a distribuir beijos no seu pescoço e alternava as estocadas na sua intimidade.

Ele te estimulou até o ponto que suas pernas começaram a tremer indicando que seu orgasmo estava próximo, nisso ele retirou os dedos do local te fazendo soltar um gemido frustrado.

"Desculpa amor, mas eu quero que você goze na minha boca, quero que pense em como eu te chupo o resto do dia" droga, ele sabe exatamente como usar as palavras pra te atingir também.

Assim ele fez, colocou suas pernas nos ombros dele e então caiu de boca na sua intimidade, literalmente. O ritmo também era lento, ele começou dando lambidas lentas e alguns beijinhos, mas logo ele mudou e começou a te chupar com vontade mesmo, ele penetrou a língua o mais fundo que pôde e isso fez suas costas levantarem do colchão e a cabeça afundar no travesseiro.

"É desse jeito que você gosta, não é? Eu sabia que você não iria resistir, você ama quando eu enfio minha língua nessa sua vagina gostosa, gosta quando eu te chupo com vontade, eu deveria estar gravando isso pra mostrar pro seu chefe o quão irresponsável você consegue ser só pra gozar na minha boca" e novamente ele te afetou com as palavras imundas dele.

"Gun-il... Por favor... Me faz gozar logo... Eu vou me atrasar demais... " ele riu com o seu desespero e assentiu voltando a chupar sua intimidade com vontade.

Como da outra vez, suas pernas começaram a tremer, só que dessa vez ainda mais forte, gun-il sabia que você estava perto e ele queria fazer você esguichar nele, com essa ideia ele começou a raspar a ponta do nariz enquanto te chupava, gun-il lambia seu clitóris de cima para baixo e alternava enfiando a língua, suas pernas tremeram ainda mais fortes e seus gemidos ficaram mais altos, o homem então sacudiu a língua pros lados e deu uma última chupava intensa assim fazendo com que você viesse de uma vez, esguichando e fazendo a maior bagunça nele e na cama.

Sua respiração estava muito ofegante, o cabelo grudado na testa, gun-il por outro lado estava sorridente e admirado com a bagunça que ele causou em você.

"Nossa, eu te fiz esguichar mesmo, to com o ego inflado agora" ele saiu de onde estava e se deitou do seu lado.

"Fez sim, você sempre faz, não tem como amor você me chupa bem demais, uau" gun-il deu risada e deixou um beijo na sua bochecha.

Você olhou para o relógio de parede e deu um pulo, estava super atrasada pra se arrumar, gun-il apenas continuou deitado na cama vendo você correr pra se arrumar.

Ficou por isso, nenhuma outra palavra enquanto você se arrumava, mas por dentro gun-il dizia para si mesmo: "eu amo essa mulher demais, será que ela vai aceitar o meu pedido de casamento?"

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hashuaguzhah apenas durmam com essa!!! 😈😈

eu prefiro me manter completamente calada sobre tudo isso

quem somos nós meros mortais para falar sobre o rato de academia gunil

AMIGA ESSE HOMEM É UM PECADO SLSISHWOWOSNDBSKOWOEDH meu sofá ficou completamente desconfortável dps disso

Mas como a minha imaginação é fértil não pude deixar de criar coisas pecaminosas na minha cabeça 😈😈😈.

Imagine só, você foi visitar o gun-il no estúdio de gravação e aproveitou para levar o almoço dele, quando as gravações do dia terminassem todos iriam embora primeiro e você encontraria ele sentado assim no sofá, quase dormindo. Não resistindo a tanta beleza e gostosura você foi até ele e se sentou no colo dele fazendo com que ele levasse um leve susto e abrisse os olhos, se acalmando ao ver você.

"Oh amor, que susto... Todos já foram embora?" você disse que sim e ele deixou um beijo rápido na sua bochecha. "É melhor irmos também então" você impediria ele de fazer qualquer movimento e diria que não.

"Não amor, vamos aproveitar que estamos sozinhos aqui... Você ficou tão gostoso nessa roupa, na posição que estava... Não resisti e tive que sentar no seu colo" ele daria uma risada leve e te olharia da forma mais sedutora POSSÍVEL, uma mão dele iria até sua cintura dando um aperto forte enquanto a outra ficaria envolta do seu pescoço.

"Eu sou tão irresistível assim que você não aguenta nem chegar em casa primeiro pra foder comigo?" ele perguntaria deixando os lábios praticamente colados com os seus, você concordaria com um movimento de cabeça. "Uma menina tão carente... Você também é irresistível sabia? Como posso negar foder você aqui mesmo correndo o risco de sermos pegos? Na verdade, isso fica ainda mais excitante".

Você concordou e sorriu, gunil finalmente beijou seus lábios e te incentivou a rebolar nele. Ele te foderia sem dó na posição de cachorrinho, te obrigando a maltratar os lábios com mordidas pra não gemer alto e serem pegos.

EU ESTOU > BIRUTA < 😜😜🤪🤪

eu fiquei observando essa foto do o.de segurando a mão do gunil e vendo o tamanho dos dedinhos dele não pude deixar de pensar sobre.

as mãos dele ficariam perfeitas em qualquer parte do seu corpo, você adoraria quando ele fizesse carinho no seu rosto e no seu cabelo, as mãos deles ficariam perfeitas entrelaçadas com as suas.

mas gunil daria uma reviravolta quando você usasse o fato de as mãos dele serem pequenas pra irritar ele, com certeza ele faria questão de envolver o seu pescoço com ela pra te beijar ferozmente, levaria pra sua cintura apertando com força, apertaria suas nádegas e o ponto principal pra mim: iria te foder com os dedos dele, dizendo coisas como "e então, os meus dedos são realmente pequenos né?" "agora você não reclama" "está vendo, meus dedos não precisam ser longos pra fazer você gozar".

AF EU JURO--- 😖😖

O JOOYEON AMA PEITOS 😭😭😭😭😭😭 sério pra mim ele é o maiorrrrr amante de alguma das opções peito/bunda/coxa/caráter dos xh.

MASSSS eu acho que o junhan é 100% coxa... gosta de morder só de bobeira 😭 também tem cara de quem gosta demaissss de foder as coxas da parceira 🥵🥵

o gunil COM CERTEZA diz que prefere caráter mas se amarra numa bunda rsrs no caráter não dá pra dar tapa

- sua vizinha joohanisms <3

MDS AMG SIM!!!!

Jooyeon é o tipo de cara que gosta do corpo todo da parceira, mas o top 3 dele são: peitos, bunda e coxas (claro, ele também ama o caráter, mas caráter fica num outro tópico pra ele hehe). Ele seria do tipo que chegaria na parceira e pediria pra deixá-lo apertar uma dessas partes, cada um em um horário do dia ☝

Eu fico boba com o Junhan apaixonado por coxas sério, imagino ele deitado no colo da parceira e do nada ele ficaria dando mordidas nas coxas dela só pelo fato de gostar de fazer isso, como se fosse um passatempo. PORÉM SIM, ele seria totalmente viciado em foder as coxas da parceira, essa seria a forma mais confortável pra ele de se soltar e foder a parceira em outros lugares tbm rsrs.

O GUNIL É O MEU PONTO FRACO NO XDH!!! eu assumi ele recentemente como meu utt junto do jungsu então eu possa estar levemente surtada por ele 🤪 MAS SIM, gunil louco por bundas sem dúvidas. Ele não mentiria quando falasse pra parceira que ama o caráter dela, mas no fundo ele usaria isso pra disfarçar a vontade de foder com ela durante o dia. Apertar a bunda da parceira seria uma forma dele de "demonstrar amor" (quem ele acha que engana né), mas penso também que quando ele sente ciúmes da parceira e quer mostrar pras pessoas que a parceira é dele ele segura e aperta a bunda deixando as mãos por lá até o ciúmes passar. Um último ponto é que eu não imagino ele dando tapas com frequência durante o dia e afins, mas na cama, entre quatro paredes? Meu amor, ele viraria um LOUCO e daria vários tapas fortes pra deixar a marca da mão mesmo 🥵🥵

SURTEI KKKKKKKKKK eu quero eles pra mimm

- obrigada por essa maravilha vizinha <3